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iwassupremacy · 7 months

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Good Girl

Sawamura Daichi x f reader

Part two

Summary: your whole life all you ever wanted to be was faithful and pure. Saving yourself for marriage to honor God and your Family. You would never give in to any kind of sin. At least that’s what you thought. Until one day you met him. He was so gentle and so loving and so so… dirty. How did you get into this mess?!

Warnings: smut, safe sex, aged up characters, softdom!Daichi, sub!reader, inexperienced!reader, virgin!reader, first time, crisis of faith, blasphemy (kinda), reader has mommy issues, lots of praise, also lots of begging, petnames, nipple play, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, big dick Daichi, penetration, mentions of multiple orgasms, Daichi’s a consensual king!!

Let me know if I missed anything.

“Amen”

You left church in your floaty white dress. It was a little too short for your liking, so you felt a little bad all through the service but it was such a hot summer day that you just had to make a little exception.

You thought to yourself that it for sure won’t be a problem since you’ve been so good all your life. As long as your mother didn’t see it would be fine. For her you just never tried hard enough. Never were good enough. But you had God. So who else would you even need to be truly happy, right?

“C’mon babyyy, you’re gonna love it! I just know it. The music will be soo good. And if it makes you feel any better I will be driving, so we both won’t be drinking. Even though, I have to say, I think it won’t kill you to have a shot or something and a little fun here and there. I’m sure Jesus will forgive you.” your best friend tried to convince you, once again.

She does this every second Friday of every month since every second Saturday they would play your favorite music at her favorite club.

You never understood why it was so important to her for you to get so close to potentially dinning. She called it fun.

You called it temptation. Alcohol wasn’t really a sin in itself. It was rather what could come from drinking it.

“I’m not seeking anyone’s forgiveness. I don’t want to give God a reason to have to forgive me.” You never once in your life even had to confess.

“Whatever. Please come? I am begging you!”

Most of the time you said no, so it really surprised you that she never gave up.

She was just so persistent.

“Okay I’ll go. Under one condition. You don’t ask me for at least three months.”

Most of the time you said no. Not every time. Maybe one of the reasons why she never stopped asking.

“Deal!”

“I am so not wearing this. Not a chance.” You looked at the tiny blue dress your best friend held in her hands. Not only was it way to short but it was also very tight. You had seen it on her before and it was beautiful but just too revealing for the way you were raised.

“C’mon don’t be such a prude! You’d look so hot and… if I can say. Fuckable. Not that you have to fuck but you’d certainly not pay ANYTHING tonight.”

“Stop it. I’m not being a prude, I just have my beliefs and values. So I would like to wear this please. What’s wrong with this?”

She looked down on you raising her eyebrows and sighing. “Nothing’s wrong. It’s cute I guess. Just not for a club. You look like you’re gonna sell me a house or something.”

She probably had a point. You were wearing a pencil skirt and a blouse after all.

“Okay so I have a few tricks up my sleeve that would make you look like you just got of off work and went to the club right after. Sexy but still formal. What do you say?”

You gave in. She had to have her fun every once in a while. You too were so different that most of the time it surprised you she was even friends with you. “Okay let’s do it.”

“And??”

“It looks… good. I’m actually surprised. Thank you.”

“I knew you would like it! Ah I am a genius.” she said in a sing sang voice.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. The first three buttons of your blouse were opened which was just enough to expose your collarbones but not your cleavage. Your hair was pinned up messily. Just as if it once was sleek and fell apart because you were at work or generally doing something.

You looked down. Your skirt was at knee length and even though you purposefully picked it it just didn’t fit the vibe.

You sighed. She’s gonna love this you thought.

“Do you have a mini skirt? Or, i don‘t know, a pencil skirt that’s a little shorter than mine? I don’t like the way this looks.“

She let out a little squeak of excitement. „Yes! I have the perfect skirt for you.“

Pulling on the black denim skirt the third time in 10 minutes you wondered what you were thinking agreeing to this. Sure you went to the club before but never in anything this revealing. Your thighs were out!

At least it covers my ass for all I know…

“10$ and ID please.” you did as you were told by the security and after getting through you were immediately introduced by the smell of sweat and alcohol, naked bodies and loud music.

“I’m gonna get myself a drink and a hot man to pay. You should do the same! Or should I bring you a coke later on?” She screamed over the sound of hips don’t lie.

“I’ll be fine go and have fun!”

It was kinda always like this which was one of the many reasons why you didn’t understand why she needed you to come with her in the first place.

Of course you danced together and she would never leave without you but the first two hours you were without an exception always alone.

That was the time where she found herself any good looking young man to flirt with and get drunk without paying.

Sometimes she even made out with these men but it rarely happened.

Later she always came back to you very tipsy and you guys danced the night away until your feed hurt.

Of course her understanding of dancing the night away was very different from yours but so far that was never a problem.

You had different lifestyles but deep down the same morals and values which is what was most important.

“Can I?”

Your had quickly turned around and collapsed with the hard chest of a tall man.

Out of reflex he put his hand on your waist which caused you to jump and immediately take two steps back.

„Sorry?“

You stared at him a little too long for your liking. But he was just so gorgeous. Sharp jaw line, short black hair with an undercut, subtle hint of a beard and oh so many muscles.

„I asked you if I you could let me pass. I kinda need to get to the bar my friend is hitting on a random woman. Again.“

You blinked just now finding a way back to reality.

„Yes! Sorry!“

Quickly you took a step aside.

The stranger chuckled. „Don’t worry. It’s not that important. He just can be very- persistent.“

You couldn’t help but take a look at the bar. Only spotting your best friend who already held her first drink of the night in her hand and was sitting dangerously close to a young man with greyish hair.

Tonight there would be a little make out session. You could already tell.

„Who‘s your friend?“ you asked still not looking back at him.

Suddenly he was really close. His hand on your back, right between your shoulders, his head next to yours. You could literally feel this strange man everywhere.

For some reason it didn’t bother you. In your eyes he was still very polite about it.

„See him over there? Right next to the girl in pink.“

Now you looked at him. More shocked than anything else though.

„Gray hair?“

„Yes gray hair. Why‘re you so surprised? He‘s not that old.“ the man laughed

„Ohh yeah I‘m sure of that.“ you let out a child like giggle. „The girl in pink is my best friend. So no need to worry. I bet she hit on him first.“

He let out a loud laugh and looked at you. “Then these two belong together I suppose, hm.” His expression suddenly changed to something way more serious and he said:

“Maybe you and I belong together as well. I believe in fate, do you, sweetheart?” His voice was so deep and his aura so masculine that it made you feel all shy.

“And then he said don’t take it the wrong way as if he didn’t just say the most vile thing to my face!” Daichi, you found out that was his name right after the two of you decided to spend the rest of the night together, chuckled. “It’s interesting what you call vile. At least to me it’s rather a statement than an insult.”

You gulped looking at your empty glass. “He called me fuckable. In the presence of my mother and father. It’s disrespectful.”

“It’s true.” You chocked looking at him in disbelief. Did he just call you fuckable?! “Wouldn’t’ve said it in front of your family, of course. But it’s true nonetheless.”

You felt his eyes peering into your soul. Staring you down as if he waited for you to say something. Do something. Instead you stood up. “I need- I’m going to get a new soda. See ya.” And then you left him behind. Feeling his eyes following your every move.

When you came back Daichi was on his phone, seemingly not paying any more thought to what had just happened. Being a gentleman man once again, he put his phone down, the moment he noticed you. Smiling at you in a calming manner. As if he senses your unsure demeanour.

“What is it with you?” He asked.

“What do you mean?” You frowned.

“There’s something about you. Something I can’t explain. You seem so- pure? But not childlike. Mature and confident. But still shy and bashful when talking about sex or alcohol. You’ve surely done those things, right? I mean you must be my age. Everyone has done those things by now.”

You blushed. You fricking blushed. Not once in your life were you ever embarrassed of your inexperience and most definitely not about the reason why. But now. Now you were. Not embarrassed by your religion or its beliefs of course, but by your lack of a response. Instea you started to stutter like a child. He interrupted your little stammer of words.

“You’re a virgin. Aren’t you?” You chocked on your spit. Quickly trying to gain back some semblance of confidence. “I am, yes. I don’t see any shame in that.”

“No, no, you’re right. There isn’t. It just surprises me. What are you waiting for? The one?” He let out a unbelievable loud laugh. As if that was the most ridiculous thought he’d ever thought about.

“Marriage, actually. I am very religious, you know. That’s also why I haven’t been drinking tonight.” He looked at you, eyes wide open. Mouth lightly agape. Now it was you who laughed, even if only quietly.

“I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to- I didn’t want to disrespect you or your beliefs. I- god this is embarrassing. I’m sorry. Really.”

“It’s okay. You couldn’t have known. I know there aren’t many religious people who actually live it all out. Doesn’t bother me of course, everyone should have the right to do as they want. I just chose this way.”

“Did you, though? Or did your family tell you it was the only right way?” He asked suddenly being very close. His hot breath fanning over the side of your face. You gulped.

“They did teach me many things of course. Especially my mother. Like that alcohol is only for special occasions, we only ever drink wine when I’m at church for example. Or that I am to cover myself to a certain level. My body shall only be seen by my future husband. She also taught me sex isn’t for pleasure. It’s an act of love-“ he turned your face towards him with two fingers. Staring at you. “and- and-”

“And?” He raised his eyebrows, smirking.

“And it should be intimately, with my future husband only. To make- a family. A woman shouldn’t-“ his finger carefully touched your lower lip, pulling it down a little. You took a deep breath. Taking his wrist and removing his hand from your face.

“A woman shouldn’t give herself away to just anybody.”

He nodded slowly. Still looking at you intensely. “And I get that. One question though. Did they tell this to the men too? You have a brother, right? You told me so. Does he have to safe himself for marriage? Is he allowed to give himself away whenever he likes or does he have to cover his body and wait for his wife to come along and make love to him intimately to make a family? Answer me and if the answer pleases me I’ll leave you be.”

You sighed. Truthfully you’ve thought about this before. Especially when you were younger and had a little crisis of faith. You’d pushed it down though. This is how it was to be. Him out there and you in church.

“No. He doesn’t. But that doesn’t matter he’s a-“ Daichi interrupted you. “Of course he doesn’t. He’s a man. He gets to fuck whom ever he likes, whenever he likes. No, sweetheart, this doesn’t satisfy me.”

Was he angry? For you? Or for himself?

“You only say this because you want to fuck me. You said it yourself. I’m fuckable.”

“Maybe. But maybe it’s bold of you to assume that and I actually only feel empathy towards you.”

He again placed two fingers on your chin, making you look at him. He leaned in, until his mouth was right next to your ear. He whispered now. “But you’re right. I wanna fuck you. Wanna fuck you real good. Make you feel things you could only dream of feeling. Make you cum as many times as your body can handle. And then tomorrow I wanna take you on a real date. Spoil you rotten and treat you like you deserve. Wanna make you feel like a real woman. Not a little girl in a golden cage. Though I would like to cage you like this.”

He pressed against your body with his until you whimpered and had nowhere to hide. “Would you like that, sweetheart? Hm? You can tell me, no one can hear us. Your mother can’t hear you when you’re with me.”

Your breath sped up, your hands subconsciously grabbing Daichis shoulders, squeezing them. It was all too much. You felt so overwhelmed. “I don’t know. I don’t know what I want. That never mattered. I never mattered.”

Slowly he moved back, synchronously moving his hand from your chin to your cheek, wiping your tears away. You didn’t even realise that you were crying.

“‘M sorry. It’s just not that easy for me. I know you’re technically right. I just- I’ve been raised this way. I’ve learned I’ll go to hell any other way.”

You started crying even more and he wiped away every single tear, letting you cry in silence until there were no more tears and he kissed your forehead.

“I know, baby. I know.” The petnames made your heart flutter. You’ve never had someone call you anything other than your name. Except for your best friend, but that was different from this.

Speaking of. Daichis head turned from you to your friends, still sitting at the bar, flirting and occasionally making out.

“Tell me, do you think, she’ll go to hell?” His head turned back to you, frowning.

You frowned along with him. “What? No! Of course not. She’s such a kind hearted person with a warm soul who loves and cares for everyone around her. She’s just got different morals than I do. She’d never go to hell. She’s too good for that.”

Daichi smiled. Cute he thought. The way you were talking about her.

“But she’s done all those things. She’s had sex. She drinks. She’s drunk right now! She dresses revealing. Hm? She does all those things. Why don’t you?”

You sighed again, staring to become a headache. Shaking your head you leaned into him, putting your forehead on his chest. You’ve never been so close to a stranger, especially not a man. But there was something about him that made you feel safe. “I don’t know. I really don’t know.”

Daichi put his hand on the back of your head, slowly unpinning your hair and running his fingers through it. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll stop talking about it now. I promise.”

For the rest of the night Daichi and you got back to talking about more meaningless stuff, laughed and got to know each other better.

You learned that he used to play volleyball in Highschool and that some of his former teammates are on the national team now and that he knows and meets most of the regularly, but he just continued it as a hobby and is now a policeman.

After the exhausting talk earlier, you decided, one drink would be fine. You needed it.

At first you wanted to go get a glass of wine at which Daichi just laughed. “You won’t get any wine in a place like this, sweetheart. But don’t worry, I know what to get you.”

He came back five minutes later with another beer for himself and a cocktail for you. Sex on the beach. The irony. You shook your head, laughing, but drinking it anyway.

One cocktail quickly turned into two and now you were feeling much better. A little lightheaded, but better.

After a few more hours your best friend and her company, Sugawara, finally decided to grace you with their presence. They were very drunk, but also very happy. Holding hands and giggling at each other. You smiled. It’a been a while since you’ve seen her like this.

“We’ve just realised- you’re our best friends! This guy is Sugawaras best friend and Y/N, you’re my besssst- friend! And you’ve met- and we have too!” Your best friend slurred, hiccuping several times.

Daichi laughed, patting Sugawara on the back. “Nice that you’ve come to realise that as well. Come on.” He took your hand. Your best friend gasped, but you glared at her, so she didn’t say anything. “Let’s get a cap, hm?”

The taxi driver drove to Sugawaras place first, your best friend leaving the car with him without ang explanation. As if they agreed on this long before they came back to you.

Daichi and you looked at each other, laughing at the absurdity of the situation. Until the taxi driver looked back at you. “Where to, next?”

The car suddenly got really quiet. “Come with me to my place. We won’t have to do anything except watch a movie and go to sleep. I was serious before. I wanna take you out tomorrow. And I wanna spend the night with you.” Daichi said.

You blushed. “Okay. I’ll come.”

Daichi opened the door to his apartment, carefully placing his hand on your back and leading you inside. You felt wobbly. The alcohol had just hit even more. So he made sure to steady you. “You okay?”

“Yea. I’m sorry. Just not used to more than a glass of wine.”

“That’s okay. I feel light headed too. Once we’re sleeping it’ll wear off. I’ll bring you water.”

While he was away, you got rid of your uncomfortable shoes. Staring at him moving in the kitchen. He was so tall and muscular. Fuck. You wanted him so bad.

So when he came back, you didn’t drink his water. Instead you set it aside and stepped closer to him. Until you were so close, you had to look up at him. As if out of instinct his hands landed on your waist.

“Daichi.” You whispered. Putting your hands on his shoulders. He didn’t say anything, instead he pulled you in even closer so that your chest touched his. “Daichi, please.”

“What is it, sweetheart? Tell me.” He squeezed your waist and you bit your lips.

“Please take me. I- I want you. Please.” You didn’t know where this sudden urge came from, just a few hours ago, you didn’t even so much as touch yourself and now you were begging a stranger to fuck you. but he stirred something inside you and it made you feel so good. So special.

“That’s the alcohol talking, Y/N. You will regret this in the morning.” Still he didn’t step back as if he wait for you to convince him. So you did.

“I might. But Daichi, you’ve been so understanding and kind. I- I don’t think I want to do this with anyone but you. You can lead me through this and if I regret it in the morning, I feel you’re the only man who wouldn’t take it personal and calm me down. Please. I want this. I want you. I- I want you to do all the stuff you said earlier. Make me feel like a real woman. Please.”

He grunted. He fucking grunted. “Shit okay, baby. I’ll do it. I’ll make you feel so desirable and so so good.”

And just like that he slammed his lips against yours. Quickly moving them. His tongue brushed against your lower lip, urging you to open your mouth. But you backed away. Never having kissed anyone like this, it was hard for you to keep up. “I don’t-“

“It’s okay, let me take the lead. Do what I do. I am not judging you. You’re doing so good. Were so brave begging me to fuck you, hm? Let me do it then, I’ll be careful. You’re okay?” You nodded. “No, talk to me, baby. I wanna hear you.”

“I- Yes. Yes, I’m okay. Please kiss me again.”

Daichi chuckled. “Such a good girl, fuck.”

And then he kissed you again. And again. And again. Until all you could think about was him and his hands that lifted you up and put you on the table right next to your glass of water.

His tongue forced its way in your mouth and circled yours. Your breath hitched when his hands opened all the buttons of your blouse and squeezed your breast. From there they wandered to the back and opened your bra as well.

“This okay?” He whispered, his breath fanning over your lips. You whimpered again. “Yes, please.” He moved back. First removing your blouse and then, very sensually, your bra. “You keep begging me, but you’re not telling me what you want me to do.”

He talked to you but he didn’t look you in the eyes. Instead he shamelessly stared at your breasts. It made you feel tingly and your thighs subconsciously pressed together. Resisting the urge to cover yourself and look away you said. “I want you to touch me. Please.”

One of his hands cupped your cheek, his thumb caressing your lips. The other one traced your body occasionally pinching one of your nipples while now staring you in the eyes. You tried to bite your lip to not make a sound, but you couldn’t because of his thumb so instead you whined.

“I am touching you, aren’t I? You need to be more specific, sweetheart. Where do you want me to touch you?”

“Everywhere.”

“Everywhere? Like- here?” His hand moved up to your collarbone. “Or here?” He brushed over your shoulder, over your arm, past your elbow and took your hand. “Or maybe” he removed his second hand from your mouth and took your free hand with it, harshly pressing both your hands on the surface of the table with his. “you want me to touch you with my mouth?”

He lowered himself a little bit, never breaking eye contact and then kissed right between your breasts. “You want that, sweetheart?”

You squirmed under his gaze. You would really like to grab his hair and just yank him where you needed him most. “Yes! Yes please, Daichi, you’re being mean!”

“You have no idea how mean I can actually be, princess.” And then he finally took one of your buds in his mouth. Sucking and biting at it ever so gently.

“Ohh God” you let your head fall back and closed your eyes, biting your lip and pushing your chest up in his face. “please, please, please. More. I need more.”

“God’s not here, baby. Just me. I am the one making you feel like this. You feel good?” He licked over your bud one last time and then switches sides. Doing what he did before.

You shuddered. “Yes. Yes I- I feel good. You’re making me feel so- good, Daichi. Please. I need more of y- you.” Your breath quickened, your thighs presses together and your head started to feel dizzy.

“You’re so good, Y/N. Pleading and begging me so nicely. You’re all desperate just from a little nipple play. You’re perfect.”

The way he said your name made you feel so much. Horny. Desired. Happy. Just everything.

And then suddenly it all stopped. He let go of your hands and of your breast and just looked at you. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

His constant praise made you blush. “Thank you.”

“Such a good girl. Come on.” He took your hands again, this time more carefully, leading you of the table. “I’m not taking your virginity here. Let’s move this to my bed, hm?”

On the way to his bedroom, Daichi got rid of his shirt and jeans, leaving you too stunned to say anything. Everything about him was hot. You didn’t know where to look. And so far you only saw his backside.

When you wanted to do the same and get rid of your skirt, he somehow noticed and, without turning around, stopped you. “Don’t. I’ll be doing that myself.” Shit.

Finally in his room Daichi stopped before his bed and turned around. His chest was even better than his back. So pretty and muscular. But you didn’t dare to look further than that.

“Come here.” He said, so you did. Stepping closer to him only in your skirt and panties underneath. Chest open and bare, but he not once stopped looking right in your eyes. Not even when he started to slowly get on his knees.

That’s when it hit you. Suddenly you took a big step backwards. Away from him. Feeling embarrassed. Without saying anything Daichi came back up. He was obviously confused, but not really surprised. Probably only wondering what exactly made you reconsider. So he asked.

“What is it, sweetheart? You have to tell me otherwise I can’t help you.”

“I am not- I didn’t- shave. I never had a reason to do it so far. I sometimes trim in the summer but I- it’s been a while. I’m sorry. I don’t-“ you started rambling in a panic. And even though Daichi found it cute, he didn’t want you to panic. So he interrupted you.

“You think I care? Because I don’t. If you feel ashamed about it and want to stop than that’s okay and valid. But don’t think you have to because of me. I want to eat you out either way. If you let me.”

Your entire face heated up and you looked away. He was so straightforward about this stuff. “Okay.”

“Okay, what? Look at me when you say it, sweetheart. And be more specific.” So you did.

“Okay, we can keep going. I want to continue. Please.”

“Such a good and polite girl. You wanna keep going? You gonna let me eat that pussy, baby? You want that? Hm?”

“Yes. Please.”

Without saying another word he again got on his knees carefully peeling your skirt off. Leaving you in your bright blue panties. He chuckled. They almost looked like boxer shorts. “They’re more comfortable…” you muttered.

“Don’t apologise. I think it’s cute.”

He grabbed your thighs and slowly spread them apart, kissing their insides, sucking and leaving marks. And then finally, you moaned. Not whined. Not whimpered. Moaned.

“Fuck. You sound so good baby. You like it when I kiss you here? Down where no one can see? Mark you up just for you and me to know. Hm?”

One of your hands buried itself in his messy hair, the other found its place on his shoulder, squeezing. You didn’t dare look at him, so you closed your eyes, sighed and nodded. Subconsciously pressing your lower body in his face.

He let this one slide. You were clearly overwhelmed. So he just hooked his fingers in your panties and pulled them down to your feet. You cringed at the feeling of how sticky they were from your wetness.

Daichi cursed. “Fuck.” The carpet most definitely matched the drape and you weren’t lying, you didn’t shave or trim in some time, but he’d seen more bush before. He liked how your little clit still peaked through. God, he wanted to lick it so bad. But first he had to get you to bed.

Without a warning he lifted you up and practically threw you onto his bed. Crawling on top of you. And even though you tried not to stare and be polite, you still got a good look of his body when he did so. How was that supposed to fit inside of you?! And you so far only saw its outline.

Daichi kissed his way down your body. This time paying a lot less attention to your breasts and quickly getting where he wanted to be.

He spread your legs as wide as he can, finally getting a good look at your glistening cunt which was equally spread. “So fucking pretty. Shit.”

Then he flattened out his tongue and took a long swipe from your asshole to your clit. “Oh fuuuck! Daichi!” Your hand again found its way to his hair. Grabbing it, slightly tucking. The other one landed on your own head, covering your eyes.

You would’ve never imagined it to be so good.

And Daichi really had no mercy. Licking. Sucking. Even biting. His tongue switched up between circling your clit and fucking your hole.

Your moans and choked sounds were like music to his ears. They were addictive and he needed more. So he went harder, faster. More reckless. Your body squirmed, back arched and legs shaking. You needed more too. He could tell.

“Gonna fuck you with my fingers, yes, princess?”

“Yes! Ahh. Anything you want. Just do it. Please.”

At first his fingertips just brushed your hole. Teasing you and gathering your juice, spreading it all over your cunt. Everything was so messy.

Then he finally put one inside. Tauntingly slow. It was easy and painless, giving how wet you were at this point.

“Move!” You rolled your hips trying to get some friction. It felt as if you had lost all control over your body.

“Are you leading now? Are you giving me orders? That’s how it is now?” He teased, slowly starting to remove his finger.

“No! No, no, no. Please, I‘m sorry. I‘m sorry!“ you tried to follow his finger with your hips but Daichi stopped you with his free hand. “Behave, princess. Only then I‘ll give you what you want.“

Your hips automatically came to a halt. “‘M sorry.“

“It‘s okay, I know your just desperate.“ he finally got back to work, putting his finger in all the way, slowly moving it in and out and his tongue found your clit once again. You moaned and threw your head back, pressing it into the pillow beneath you. He felt you harshly tuck at his hair, trying to yank his head closer which made him moan as well.

The vibrations of his moaning went through your entire body and you looked down at him, meeting his stare. The intensity of it it and the way it didn‘t falter made you whimper. That‘s when you saw it. He was grinding his hips against the mattress. “Daichi-“

His head lifted and you could see your wetness being spread all around his mouth. Your face heated up and you looked away. Daichi chuckled at that and wiped his face with his free hand. “What is it? What do you need, baby?“

“Need you- need you to fuck me.“ Your breath hitched when his finger stopped. “You‘re not ready yet, sweetheart. Need to prep you more.“

“No. I can take it, I promise. Please, I need you.“ You pulled him up so he was face to face with you and placed both your hands on his cheeks. “Please? I promise, I‘ll tell you if I feel any discomfort.“

He sighed and nodded. He just couldn’t deny you. That‘s when your hands went down to his underwear and started to remove it. “You gotta tell me or I‘ll punish you, you hear me?“

Your hands came to a halt and your breath hitched, but you nodded. “Good girl.“

Without looking down you took him in your hand. It felt weird. Heavy and big, with a slight curve and a big vein on the side. You wondered how it would feel inside you without a barrier but you wouldn’t dare risk that. Daichi neither. He groaned at the feeling of you subconsciously stroking him. “There‘re condoms in the upper drawer. Take one of them.“ So you opened the drawer and mindlessly took the first on out you could get a hold of.

You wanted to give it to him but he stopped you. “That one has taste, princess. We don‘t need that today.“

You gulped. You wanted to. But you were to shy and horny to voice your needs. So you just put it back and took a different one, this time taking a look in the drawer, so you wouldn‘t make the same mistake again and gave it to him. “Very good. You‘re being so good for me.“

All this praise made you feel sp light headed and proud. Growing up you‘d never received much of it since your mother was so strict with you. “Thank you.“

He smiled and stroked your cheek and hair before putting on the condom. You watched him, blushing at the immense size. “This will be a little painful at first because you didn‘t let me prep you properly. I‘ll go slow and careful but I need you to tell me if it‘s too much, do you understand?“

“Yes. I understand.“

“Good girl. Are you comfortable?“ You nodded but quickly muttered a quiet yes when you saw his disapproving face. He took your hands in his and pressed them onto the mattress, kissing you.

You soon melted and relaxed in the kiss which was much slower and more sensual than the one on the table. Not breaking the kiss Daichi lined himself up at your entrance and started to gently force his way inside you. You winced, accidentally biting his lip which only made him moan.

He was right, it was painful. But it wasn‘t unpleasant, just weird. He urged himself further and you started to feel really full, but when you broke the kiss and looked down, you realised that he was only half wat inside you. “Oh.“

“Want me to stop? I will.“ he said through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw. It was clear to you how much he had to hold back. “No, it’s okay. Please keep going“

He nodded and moaned when he continued. “You‘re so fucking tight, shit.“ The way you made him feel good, made you feel so good as well and despite the pain you moaned along with him. You wanted him to feel good.

He stopped once he was all inside you. His head fell on your shoulder and he breathed heavily. “You good, baby?“

You brushed through his hair. He was probably like this because you couldn’t stop gushing and clenching around him. “I‘m good just- give me a second please.“ you whined. “Of course. Take all the time you need.“

It took you a good while to adjust but Daichi waited patiently. To distract himself he started kissing you everywhere. On your lips, your ear, your forehead and then your neck where he even star to bite und suck, probably leaving marks you had to cover in the morning.

To distract you, his hand wandered south and circled your clit, trying to relax you. It worked. You whimpered and whined and quickly after you began to unclench and roll your hips against his hand, grinding on his dick and moaning. “You can move now.”

Daichi lifted his head and looked at you in awe. Your eyes were closed, but no squeezed shut, your mouth was just slightly opened and your nose scrunched, he doubted you even realized.

You were so breathtakingly beautiful and you were lying in his bed, naked and needy. And you were giving yourself to him, a complete stranger and he felt so lucky.

His train of thoughts were interrupted by an impatient groan and your hips rolling against him. He gasped. Today was not the day to keep such a beauty waiting for her pleasure, so he gently grabbed your hips and started to pull out and repeatedly thrust into your wet walls.

First really slow and gentle. Until your legs wrapped around his waist, trying to pull him closer. His Name left your lips like a chant, begging him to go faster. Harder.

“Daichi- please. Need it. Hngg- more more more.”

So he did. His hips started to rhythmically snap forward, trying to find that special spot and when he did, your loud moan was like music to his ears. He sped up his pace, keeping the hard force behind every thrust.

To keep you in place his hands started to grip you harder and he was sure there would be marks in the morning. But none of this seemed to bother you. Quite the opposite. You seemed to like it a little harder. Noted.

Your back arched from his bed and your hands gripped the mattress so hard, your knuckles lost color. All the while letting out the most desperate little moans.

They weren’t too loud or pornographic and he wanted to drown in you. You were so perfect and real. Not holding back but also not forcing anything to boost his ego. You were just enjoying yourself.

His head lowered again and he one of your sensitive nipple in his mouth again. This time a little harder. Harshly sucking and biting until you fisted his hair with your hands and tears rolled down your cheeks.

Only then did he remove himself and lick one last time so soothe the pain, just to switch sides and repeat his actions. You threw your head from one side to the other from time to time, tucking and pushing his. Your eyes screwed shut once again.

But he never faltered and when he could suddenly feel your legs start to shake and tighten around his hips, he knew you were about to finish. His lips removed themselves from your breast and instead he kissed you. Rough and harsh. Biting your lips and forcing his tongue down your throat.

His sudden aggressiveness startled but didn’t scare you. But you were also so overwhelmed with everything and when his hand wandered from your hip to your clit and rubbed it hard and fast with his fingers, you completely lost it.

Your mouth opened up, which left Daichi heavily breathing in your mouth, formed to a silent scream and all that came out of you were pathetic fast breaths.

Your glossy eyes were blown wide and looked at him with so much emotion, he almost came on the spot. But when they teared up even more and rolled back and you started to buck up into him because of the overstimulation, he bit on your lip and decided to hold back.

Instead he fucked you through it. His hips and fingers keeping a steady pace until you whimpered and tried to push him away.

“No more. No more.” You desperately pleaded.

So he pulled out, removed the condom and took matters into his own hand. Literally.

You curiously watched him jerk his hand and blushed. Was it weird that you wanted to do it for him? Touch him like he touched you and return the favor?

But instead of doin that you just opted with letting your hands wander on his back and to his biceps. Kissing his cheek and gathering your confidence to bite his ear and suck a mark below it. All the while pinching one of his nipples with shaky fingers.

Daichi moaned and went even faster. “Shit, baby. Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

Then he kissed your cheek and spilled his seed all over your stomach. Which oddly enough turned you on even more and made you whine.

You stayed like this for a minute or two and just looked each other in the eyes, breathing heavily. Until Daichi rolled of you two the side and you were both left staring at the ceiling.

He was the first to turn on his side, staring at you worried. With his clean hand he brushed your hair out of your face and made you look at him as well. “You okay, sweetheart?”

You blinked a few times, furrowing your brows. “I don’t know. I enjoyed it really much. I just feel- weird? Is that offensive to you?”

“Not at all. Come here.” He pulled you in, kissing your temple and holding you tight to his chest. None of you cared about his sticky hand or your dirty stomach.

His clean hand comped through your hair and he whispered sweet nothings right into your ear. Praising and complimenting you.

Later the two of you got out of bed, or more Daichi dragged your complaining figure and threw it over his shoulder. “You need to pee, Y/N. I mean it. And then we’ll have to shower or take a bath.”

You just groaned. Luckily he couldn’t see the embarrassment on your face from having your ass almost entirely in his face. “I don’t even feel the need to pee!”

“Then you will drink water and force yourself to do it still. Don’t make me punish you, baby. You’re not ready for that.”

His continues hints on being rougher and more dominant with you, made you blush and even horny, so that you had to resist the need to kick your feet and giggle like a schoolgirl.

You didn’t even notice how you clenched your thighs together, which made only made Daichi smirk. He would definitely go harder on you next time. Besides, he promised you to make you cum as many times as your body could handle and he was not one to break a promise.

PLEASE this was so much fun to write!! I hope you had just as much fun reading it! Let me know what you think since this is my first time publishing anything I’ve written and if you would like me to turn this into a series, let me know please!! I am seriously considering doing it.

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binniesbooks · 6 days

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Ok ok soo lets start with Yeonjun SINCE i think you said unti palang sya sa acc mo SOOOOOOO.. thinking abt teaserdom!yeonjun x sub!reader

Scenario isss, reader is fucking horny, its 3am and shes still awake (she has insomnia like me) she suddenly had a wave of horniness and how did she deal with that??? She masturbates, trying so hard not to make a sound since yeonjun is sleeping so pretty beside her (he's awake and aware LMAO) anddd like its not enough for her so she slowly takes yeonjun's hand and uses it to pleasure herself 👹 ( and we all know what happend after that👀 to be more detailed, yeonjun is a tease and edges reader ahhweibaiw ) the rest is yours to write fayee💓

It may not be the best BUT i thought abt this last night and i just had to request it to someone AFGRHRBRBRBRB

ALSOOO THIS IS WHAT IM IMAGING WHAT YEONJUN LOOKS LIKE IN THIS REQUEST WJSJSJSJSJSJ just change the pants into shorts hehe

• A HELPING HAND

YJ 999 .F25 2024

wc 2.2k

pairings performerbf!Yeonjun x insomniac!reader

warnings teaserdom!Yeonjun, sub!reader, self-relieving, mentions of medication for insomnia, pornographic video clips(?), light somno if you squint, oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex, creampie (+ anything I've missed)

faye's note took me so long, mock board wracked my brain. So thankful classes got suspended so I took the chance to write lol. HAHAHAHAHA

special thanks to dear @aduh0308 i love you, hun.

"Goodnight, love, 'm sorry, too sleepy," Yeonjun muttered, lips pouty and voice sleepy.

"Goodnight, Jjunie, sleep tight," you answered, slowly combing your fingers through his hair.

With a low hum, you felt his hot breath against your neck. His little snores hinted that he drifted to sleep already, too tired from practicing all day.

Your eyes were so full of him today too, as you watched him repeatedly practice his dance performance, "Guilty". Yeonjun's figure was so sexy. His toned abs were revealed multiple times as he slid his hand under his shirt to hold his chin and cover his mouth.

Yeonjun is so particular in what he does, he wants everything to be perfect. So he always tries his best to get into the emotion of whatever he is doing. That’s the reason why he looks so extra sexy in the video he filmed for his performance, his white shirt riding off his abs.

Yeonjun nuzzled his face closer to your neck, unconsciously trying to find some warmth from you in your air-conditioned room.

It'd already been 4 hours since he fell asleep, however, you, on the other hand, weren't sleepy even for a bit. These past few days, you haven't had enough sleep, as your insomnia kicks every night. So when Yeonjun tossed and turned around lying flat on his back, you think of an idea to make yourself feel sleepy since your medication hasn't been helping. These past few days, you've been resorting to touching yourself to feel tired and fall asleep. But you thought, maybe tonight you should let it pass since your boyfriend was fast asleep next to you.

As you were scrolling on Yeonjun's phone, trying to find something to watch or read, you suddenly thought of opening his gallery.

You were met with an unfamiliar album entitled "for my pretty girl". The album quickly piques your interest as you open it. Your mouth hung open when you saw it was a compilation of videos where Yeonjun was clearly touching himself.

Your plan to abstain from self-relief for tonight? Revoked.

You opened one of the videos as you listened to his voice in the background.

"Mmhh... ngh... Love... Please, more..." Yeonjun's voice was so whiny, the camera kept on shaking as his abs kept on clenching. His huffs and pants got louder as the tip of his cock leaked. His shaky breath could be heard as he stopped stroking his cock, the full view made you notice how it harshly twitched, eager for touch.

"Fuck, love, I can't wait to feel you around me, I missed you," he huffs.

You opened a few more videos of Yeonjun desperately touching himself and whispering behind the camera how he badly wanted to feel you squeeze him.

Until you found yourself with your hand slowly circling your clothed clit. "Jjun...." you whispered, biting your lip to prevent any loud noise that would come out of your mouth. You placed the phone beside your head as you listened to his voice in the video whimpering and whining.

You slipped off your pajamas, quickly tossing them on the floor as you pressed your head further against your pillow, trying to suppress your moans. Your slender fingers played with your arousal, and your other hand crept under your shirt, pinching your nipples. Your breathing was ragged and shaky as you tried to suppress it once again.

Feeling a little bit needy, you carefully slid your digits inside you, curling and pumping them inside, trying to reach the right spots. Your body shook from pleasure, your lips swollen from how hard you were biting them. The squelching sound made it so filthy as you pushed your fingers in and out. "Yeonjun..." You whispered his name once again, your voice coming out as a croak. You tried your best to stay quiet because you didn't want him to wake up from you trying to relieve yourself.

Suddenly, your slender fingers felt shorter than usual. Still unsatisfied, you grabbed his hand, intertwining his fingers with you first before settling it down on your pussy. You decided to use his pretty fingers to get off. You gasped loudly when you slid his finger inside you. You didn't pay much attention to it, losing the chance to notice that his fingers were a bit stiff as if he were controlling them. Holding his hand, you guide his fingers in and out of you, desperate to cum.

With a few more pumps, a little bit more of biting your lips, and a heart-pounding experience to suppress your moans, you were just about the edge. "A b-bit more," you muttered, bucking your hips up. "'m so close, 'm gonna cum," you huffed, eyes closed, head pressed on the pillow.

Then his hand stopped. No, you didn't get to cum yet. His hand came to a pause from moving, hell, it was even pulled away from you. You whined from the empty feeling until you heard a rustling sound from beside you.

"You're using my hand to get off? How dirty are you, pretty girl?" Yeonjun chuckled, turning to his side and using his elbow to support his body to face you, giving his fingers kitten licks.

Your eyes widened as you pulled the blanket over your body, stuttering your excuses, "N-no! I can explain love, p-please this is.. it's not w-what it looks like!"

"Hmm, fuck, you taste so sweet, love," Yeonjun moaned, still sucking on his slick-covered fingers.

"Yeonjun," you gulped.

Yeonjun laid on his back again, pushing his white shirt up, exposing his toned abs as he ran his hand under it. "Mhh..." he moaned teasingly, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Stop that," you pouted, quietly sliding your hand under the sheets, trying to relieve yourself again. You slipped your finger inside you again, though your silent gasp didn't go past Yeonjun without him noticing it.

"My desperate girlfriend," he cooed as he hovered above you, pulling the sheets away, catching you red-handed. He pulled your hand and sucked on your fingers as his moans vibrated through your skin.

You were too embarrassed to look at him, so you tried covering your eyes.

"What makes you so shy now that you weren't earlier?" he whispered, lowering his head on your tummy. The hem of your shirt was caught between his teeth as he pulled it up. He looked over you with his hooded eyes as he dipped his head down once again, planting a kiss on your upper abdomen.

You couldn't help but tangle your fingers on his hair as you watched him. Yeonjun pressed his tongue flat on your burning skin, licking a long stripe from your navel and up.

His kisses moved down to your waist, giving it a few splotchy red marks. Without tearing his gaze on you, his tongue grazed your clit, making you dig your heels on the bed and arch your back, too desperate to feel him.

Yeonjun held both sides of your waist, his thumb gently massaging your flushed skin, as he continuously teasingly grazed your clit with his tongue.

Just when you thought you could relax for a bit, he suddenly licked a long stripe on your folds, making your body shiver and your grip tighten against his soft locks. You lifted your hips up, trying to meet his lips and tongue again, but he just pushed you down, making you whine.

"No no no no, pretty. Have sum' patience," he cooed, landing a slap on your thigh and making you yelp.

Dipping his head down once again, his sharp tongue prodded at your hole. His hum resonated around the four corners of the room as he felt you tug his hair a little bit harder.

"Fuck, Yeonjun, please..." you whined, trying to lift your hips again.

He hoisted your legs on his shoulder, tucking his hand under your thighs as he started to lap on your wet folds.

"S-stop... Ahh!"

Your squirming and trembling figure made him pull you closer to his mouth as he ate you out. Your heels digging onto his back as you feel yourself getting wetter, your fingers clutching the sheets underneath you. The obscene sounds he made makingthe knot in your stomach tighten.

"Close... So close..." you whimpered, trying to grind on his mouth.

But to your disappointment, Yeonjun pulled away, his nose, mouth, and chin glistening with your arousal. "W-what the hell!" you exclaimed, eyes teary.

"You wanna cum that badly, sweetie?" Yeonjun smirked.

"Please, please, please," you pleaded, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as your pussy clenches around nothing.

Yeonjun swiftly removes his thin shirt, grabbing both of your hands and tying his shirt around your wrists. "Only if you become a good girl for me," he said, tightening the makeshift rope.

"I'll be good, love, please. P-please let me cum, l-let me cum," you whined.

"Really?" he taunts. "Even if I do this?" Yeonjun slid his two fingers inside you and immediately withdrew it.

Your thighs were shaking as you yelp, "Wanna cum, wanna cum, please!" you cried loudly.

Yeonjun could only chuckle at you as he watched you rub your thighs together.

"Aren't you too horny, pretty girl? My videos made you this horny? Hm?" His fingers crept up your body, twisting your nipples in the process.

"Fuck fuck fuck! Ahh! More... Hng!" You didn’t even know the words or noises coming out of your mouth, you just desperately wanted to cum right now.

"Look at you, you're such a mess. Still unsatisfied even after using my videos and fingers to get off," he snickered.

"You should be a little patient, darling. Just like this guy in here," he added, palming himself through his black shorts.

"D'you wanna get my dick wet?" he asked, kissing your temple. You nodded frantically, unsure of what you were agreeing to, but you just need him.

Yeonjun rose to his knees between your body, pulling his shorts down a little to expose his hardened cock, kissing his lower abdomen. You bit your lip as you watched him repeatedly pump his cock.

"Mhhmp, this feels nice, fuck," he smirked, closing his eyes as he looks up. His adams apple bobbed u p and down as his mouth opened and closed simultaneously from the pleasure.

"Want to feel you, Jjun," you pouted, rubbing your thighs together again.

"You wanna feel me? Wanna be my cocksleeve, baby?" he smirked. You nodded at him again, biting your lips as you imagined him fucking your brains out like he usually did.

"Patience, pretty," he giggled, pressing the tip of his cock on your swollen lips.

Just when you were about to open your mouth and suck him, he pulled away. "Nah-uh, you're a bad girl, so eager for a mere cock. What are you, a slut?" he frowned, making you feel embarrassed. You covered your face using your tied hands.

"Covering your face? Wanna miss the fun part?"

When you peeked between your fingers, you saw him stroking his cock as his pre-cum shines on the tip of his cock.

"Whenever I'm not with you, I touch myself. I made a compilation just for you to watch how I badly wanna fuck you. Fuck-- " His brows creased, feeling the hair on the back of his head stand up.

"Not wanting anything other than to fuck you when I'm stressed," he muttered, his grip on his cock tightening as you heard him grunt.

"J-junnie, please, wanna cum with you," you whimpered, not being able to watch him any further.

"Sure!" he smirked as he aligned himself against your throbbing core.

You felt the good stretch as you gasped and a guttural moan ripped through him.

Yeonjun started moving inside, strings of curses coming out of his mouth as he felt you clench. He made sure to thrust deep to reach the parts where you and his fingers couldn't. Yeonjun practically pressing his hips on yours just to make you feel full sent you reeling.

You looped your arms around his neck to pull him closer, your fingers tangled on his locks once again as you felt him raw inside you.

"B-bit more... I'm gonna cum--"

Yeonjun still inside you, edging himself at the same as his body trembled from the sudden halt . "Fuck," he whispered.

"No no no no please, please no baby, I'm so close, I'm so close please," you cried out loud.

"H-hah, you're so desperate, pretty girl," he huffed, pressing his hips against you once again.

He then lifted his hips up for a bit. "Fuck yourself on me, show me how desperate you are, " he taunted.

No need for him to say it twice. You started moving your hips, fucking yourself on his cock, and burying him inside you as deep as possible. Until he decided to meet your hips halfway, making you feel him on your throat. The shallow thrusts make you whimper, and your body trembles.

"Gonna fill you up, need to fill you," he muttered through gritted teeth, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

"Please, please, please!"

With a few more thrusts, your body convulsed, and strings of moans coming from you caused Yeonjun to bust.

"Fucking shit!" he hissed as he let his head fall against your chest. He slowly moved for a little while, letting the two of you ride out your high, draining himself inside you.

His body felt burning hot against your skin as your hearts thumped hard together. Your pants and huffs filled the room, which made it feel steamy even when the air- conditioning is on.

#faye's library #yeonjun's books #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun smut #yeonjun x you #choi yeonjun x reader #choi yeonjun smut #choi yeonjun x you #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun imagines #choi yeonjun scenarios #choi yeonjun imagines #txt smut #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts

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billskeis · 10 months

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hiii! i really love your writings and im excited to see the new ones!

i was wondering if you could do a tom kaulitz fluff?

also no rush, i saw the new post so take your time!💜

ᡣ𐭩 shopping w tom

you and tom were out shopping at the mall, stepping into one of the stores, you look around to all the unfamiliar fabrics around you.

everything was so, tight-fitting.

you and tom had been dating for a while, and it has been going so well. you love him so much. however, for the time you have been dating tom, one of your biggest concerns as of now is that not once have you really wore anything feminine around him.

not that he cared.

tom was selfish, and very selfish in the fact that he wouldn’t want anybody else seeing the body you hid under the oversized clothes you wore everyday. in comparison to all the other girls tom has dated, they wore clothes that hugged their body snug, curves out on display 24/7.

not to say that you weren’t confident in your body, you very much were. you just found comfort in wearing clothes that didn’t have to suffocate you, comfort over anything. there were countless times you have been mistaken for a boy wearing clothes as such.

but for tom, he was the only person who could see your perfect body.

he was the only person who could relish in the true beauty you hid under all the layers of bagginess. he also adored how similar your styles were and that matching with each other was so easy, always buying two of the same shirts or sweaters for one another. he loved it a lot.

“what’s the matter?,” tom stands beside you as you hold the small, black body-con in your hands, the straps dangling off your fingers. “i don’t know if i like this, if we’re going out for dinner i want to be able to eat quite a lot. but this dress is soo gorgeous..”

he laughs at you and squishes your cheek between his thumb and index finger, you try to swat away his hand but he’s already dodging you.

“you are quite the eater,” he chuckles as you jokingly elbow the side of his body, smiling. “but whatever makes you most happy and comfortable, i will always love you and what you wear regardless.”

this man has you in a chokehold.

his way of words was so clever, whatever he said and did was always able to make your knees weak, you tilt your head at tom, staring, “i do want to be able to dress up for once..” biting your lip, tom’s eyes widen as he looks at you, the dress, and then quickly looks away. “mm, but baby you know how i feel about men.. they have no shame.”

“they can’t help but gawk their eyes at you even when you’re mine.”

he’s recalling the night were you were both out on a date, coming out the theatre from the movies. it wasn’t even anything dressy you were wearing but instead of a baggy t-shirt like you’d normally wear it was a crop top that showed off your midriff.

let’s just say it didn’t end well for that stranger, tom made it very clear who you were to him.

you pout, you weren’t upset at tom’s possessiveness, if anything it was quite hot. but you wanted to doll yourself up for your man. after all, he really deserves it for being the best boyfriend ever. “aw, but i really wanted to wear this tonight, it IS more for you than it is for me.” you smile innocently at tom who swallows hard, a little speechless at your words because you usually praise how you hate clothes like this.

what’s changed?

he imagines you in the dress, staring at your reflection in the full body-length mirror as you adjust the dress by the spaghetti straps. the dress sits right above your upper thighs, the whole thing showing off your cinched waist and chest. black was also such a sexy color, and it made tom go insane.

you definitely looked good.

as you fix your lip gloss, you bend your body a little closer to the mirror to see better, dress rising up a bit to reveal a bit of your butt.

snapping out of his imagination, tom stands behind you, snaking both his arms around your waist under your shirt, his arms warm. you feel yourself feeling a little hot and panic a bit as you’re in public. trying to escape the grip from him but to not cause a scene in the shop as you almost drop the dress on the floor doing so. he laughs at your attempts to get him off you and kisses your cheek quickly.

you grin at him, what is he doing? tom finally loosens his grip on you as he snatches the dress you were once holding and runs towards the cash, “hey—! what changed your mind?” you ask following behind him as you have a hold on his sweater like a pet-owner trying to control their dog. he stops in his tracks to look at you while the cashier rings up the dress.

tom brings both of his hands to each side of your waist, caressing it a bit while you simply just allow him. his touch is so familiar and comforting you cannot help but not stop him. did the both of you forget that you were in public? “hello? tom? you didn’t answer my question,” crossing your arms as he stops the movement of his hands now just staring at you and smiling brightly.

“wear that dress tonight, i can fight.”

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel fluff #tokio hotel x reader #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz fluff #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x you #2000s #fyp

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sexy-gummi · 1 month

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Have you ever been soo turned on by a person that the mere mention of their name causes your body to react instantly?

My skin begins to tingle and heat up at the thought our bodies connecting, his long fingers sliding across every surface of my body, as though to become reacquainted 🥵

My breasts feel as though they double in size just imagining looking down and seeing his full sexy lips wrapped around my nipples, pulling 🫠

My ass feels as though it swells from all the blood rushing to its cheeks, in preparation for his hands grabbing them, smacking each one, then soothing the pain away.....and also prepping for when he enters me from behind, and tonight he just wants to be carnal and FUCK me. Pounding into me soo hard I struggle to keep my back arched and my feet or knees planted because of the force of his thrusts.😳

And my pussy, with her saucy lil self. My clit doubles if not triples in size, because she wants to give him a mouth full after he licks her then wraps his warm lips around her hood. I can feel a pulse causing her to throb as tho begging to get all his attention. 🥴

My lips become engorged because they know they have to provide cushion for when he slides his thick, hard dick between her walls, and tonight, he just needs to shed some aggression and frustration. 💋

My walls feel like a broken faucet, my juices damn near pouring out from inside, causing the lining of my panties to become soaked and in need of a change, because to feel him slide in between them, advance and retreat over and over, then to feel his dick swell as he nears an orgasm, and finally explode within her, her juices are like tears as she cries out in need of HIM. 💦💦💦

Yeah, and that's just my bodies reaction to just hearing his name 🤎

#even after all this time #connection #need

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love-me-satoru · 10 months

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dreaming of ony holding me.. holding me in a motherfuckin chokehold.

i was thinking of wearing sum so fucking reveling Ony gotta double take on me. (outfit for reference)

“hey ma whatchu wearing”

“what’s wrong papa? you don’t like my outfit?”

“nah baby it cute where you goin?”

“im gonna go hang out with the girls”

and you were talking about the plans for tonight but ony stopped listening and starting thinking about how sexy you looked and how much he would rather you stay home wrapped up with him instead.

“nah ma you stayin here”

he gets up wrapping his big hands around your waist pulling you into a rough kiss. running his hands down to the curve of your ass. squeezing hard.

“damn.. mama you look soo good right now..”

“cmon.. ony..” you softly moan against his lips. Ony picks you up and takes you to yalls bedroom throws you on the bed and gets on his knees.

“i told you mama .. you ain’t going anywhere”

he pulls off your pretty little mini skirt just to see your panties soaked. “god ma already? i didn’t even do anything”

“you always make me feel this way pa” he’s rubbing your thighs debating about just going face first without pulling your panties off. but he decides against it and pulls your panties off with his teeth slowly. “God baby you’re so fucking good for me”

he kisses up your leg gripping with his other hand to put your leg on his shoulder. and dives directly into your core. licking and sucking on your clit. he knows your body better than yourself. he’s teasing your hole with his tongue and sucks your clit hard you’re squirming against his tongue.

“Please fuck me papa..” “I need more please..”

“i got you mama” he gets up from his knees and pulls his hard dick out and you watched it hit his stomach. already drooling for him. he slowly sinks himself into you with you moaning his name. “holy shit baby.. she’s so fuckin tight”

he wraps his hands around your throat and pulls you to him and kisses you hard mostly just teeth colliding you feel him in your tummy so you start whining. “fuck me daddy please..”

he does. fast and hard hearing your pussy gush makes him fucking feral. he wants all of you all the time. just the feeling of your pussy makes his dick twitch. “god momma she’s squeezing me so fuckin good.” he’s rubbing your clit after that he wants you to meet your peak before he does so he’s doing everything to make you cum. fucking you roughly with the same pace in your clit. feeling you clench around him

“gotta cum daddy please!”

“cum for me baby girl”

hes fucking you at an unrelenting pace rubbing your clit when he pulls you into a deep kiss. moaning against each others lips you cum hard around his cock as he’s filling you up. and you can’t believe with how much this man is filling you up.

“i love you so much baby girl.

then he realized you were softly snoring. he kissed your forehead and laid you in the bed. at least you weren’t going out anymore

#dividers by benkeibear #daddy ony #ony x y/n #ony smut #onyankapon #ony #onyankopon x black y/n #ony x black reader #onyankopon x reader #aot onyankopon #attack on titan smut #attack on titan #ony attack on titan

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danikamariewrites · 5 months

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sooo for that feyfey request.

everyone is living back in that cottage. fey is fucking that guy. but theres this woman, who is like a neighbour. she always sees fey and has a crush on her, but isaac (i think thats what his name is?) is keeping fey busy

one day, reader gathers the courage to flirt with fey

then slowly, the become friends and some time later, when fey is eating dinner with reader, reader crawls up onto the desk sensually and is being all hot and sexy

fey realises for the first time she likes this woman. its soo taboo but fey wants this

so she lets reader show her all the good stuff 😏

and then in the end its a lil fluff but they both know this wont progress further most probably 😔

(absolute filth plis im so thirsty for mommy feyre 😩😩😩(i also dont mind if its porn without plot i just need som filth 🥲))

When She Loved Me

Feyre x reader

A/n: This was the best Feyre ask I think I’ve ever received and I had to write it. I also added an epilogue-esqu ending and it’s kinda sad so I’m sorry for that but I couldn’t resist.

Warnings: oral, fingering, tribbing, angst at the end (also not fully proof read)

You rushed around the house making sure everything was perfect for when Feyre arrives. Dinner was in the oven, the living room was fully of cozy blankets, and you had turned the lights down to achieve the perfect ambiance.

The two of you met in town months ago. At first you had just waved and passed each other while you were running errands and she was trading pelts from animals she hunted. One wintery afternoon you got up the courage to finally introduce yourself.

The blue of her eyes had taken your breath away. When her rough exterior melted away and she gave you a genuine smile you couldn’t help but get lost in dreams of a future with her. Where that smile was never dulled by her hunting or family.

Tonight was the first time Feyre was coming over to hang out. You had only ever hung around in town together but you wanted one on one time away from prying, judgmental eyes. The nature of your relationship had been a little more than friendly. Sure you flirted, not thinking anything of it. Feyre had told you about her and Isaac. How he was just someone to relieve stress and blow off steam with.

The relief you felt when Feyre had said that was like a weight lifting off your chest. Since she had said that you had turned your flirtatious advances up hoping she would reciprocate. When Feyre did you were rendered speechless. The giggle that sounded from her was angelic.

A light knock on the front door had you squealing with excitement. Rushing through the house you skid to a stop, careful not to fling yourself into the door. Opening the door you’ve never seen Feyre look so happy. “Hi,” you breathed. “Hi.” Her voice light and happy. Stepping to the side you wave her in.

She looks around curiously. Her eyes wide as she shrugged her jacket off. “Your home is lovely.” You take her jacket to hang up. Gosh, how did this thing keep her warm out in the woods? The fabric was barely held together by the leather straps Elain had sewed in for her.

“Thank you. My mother has quite the eye for interior design. You should see her and my father’s room.” You joke. Feyre gives you a sad smile. As if she was remembering her old house. Guilt had your face heating. Feyre grabbed your hand giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Dinner smells wonderful.” She says, that happiness back in her voice.

You perked up at the mention of the meal in the oven. “You’re going to love it. Come,” you pull her along to the kitchen. As you ate the conversation went to weird childhood stories and Feyre’s hunting adventures. After dinner you switched to the living room, curling up in the blankets on the couch and enjoying the brownies you baked.

As the night went on your stares lingered on each other. Eyes wandering what could be seen of the others form. With each tick of the clock the two of you inched closer and closer until your thighs were touching. At the first touch you jumped a little. Only relaxing when Feyre holds your hand again.

When the clock struck midnight Feyre was lying on your chest. You absentmindedly twirled her sandy locks between your fingers. You fall into a comfortable silence just enjoying each other’s comfort. Not thinking before moving, you lean forward pressing a kiss to the top of Feyre’s head.

Shock took over as she popped her head up, eyes wide. “I-I’m sorry. I don’t know-’’ Feyre surged forward, connecting her lips to yours, effectively stopping your rambling. Your fingers go back to those sandy locks, keeping Feyre’s lips attached to yours.

The kiss was all want, need and a fight for dominance that you were determined to win. You wrap an arm around her waist, pulling Feyre up, flipping her to lay on the couch. Feyre’s breath hitches, her fingers digging into your scalp. You detach your lips from her, nudging your nose against her perfect button one.

Holding yourself back was becoming impossible. You need Feyre like you need to breathe. Every part of her is perfect and you were desperate to explore her.

You were both breathing heavily. Feyre lifts her head to peck your lips before dropping back against the couch cushion. “Do you want to keep going?” You asked, hopeful her answer would be a resounding fuck yes.

Feyre nodded vigorously. Her blue eyes glazing over with lust, “I want you, y/n.” Your lips break out into a wide smile. Climbing off of the couch you grab her delicate hand, pulling her to follow you to your bedroom. Slamming your door you turn to find Feyre laid out on your bed, only in her underthings, smirking at you seductively. In a swift motion you slip your dress off, leaving it in a puddle on the floor as you bound toward Feyre.

She lets out a giggle, the sound so sweet it almost stops you completely. It has your cheeks flushing as you straddle her hips. Feyre rests her hands on your hips, gently running them up and down your sides, reveling in the smoothness of your skin. Something flashed in her eyes, making her look anywhere but you.

“Hey,” you say softly, bringing your hand to rest on her cheek. “What’s wrong, Fey?” She squeezes your hips gently before looking into your eyes. “I just…I’ve never been with a girl before and I like you, I just don’t want to, ya know,” she rambles. You tilt your head in curiosity. “Fey it’s ok. We’ll take it slow, you just relax. I got you.” You smirk at her, leaning down to place soft, open mouthed kisses down her neck.

Moving down her body you undo the band around her breasts, stopping at the top of her underwear. You look at her through your lashes, finding her face flush, eyes half closed and lips parted. You rub her clothed cunt, making her wet spot grow with each circular motion. Feyre lets out a soft moan as you kiss up her thighs. “Please y/n, I need more, need your mouth.” She begs, throwing her head back against the pillows.

Sitting up on your knees you remove the band from your own breasts, reaching to pull Feyre’s panties agonizingly slow down her legs. Wasting no time you dive into Feyre’s dripping core, lapping at her arousal. Feyre moans out your name, gripping the sheets, her hips squirming against your face.

Capturing her clit in your mouth you let out a hum. Your eyes roll back at the taste of her plus those sweet, sweet sounds falling from her lips. “More,” she begs, “please more. Your fingers p-please.” Feyre struggles to get out. Bringing your finger to her hole you slowly work her open. “Tell me, was Issac this good with his mouth?” You ask with a teasing smirk against her pussy. She shakes her head, “N-no. Fuck no, you’re so much better y/n.”

You go back to sucking her clit, slipping another finger into her pussy. You know you hit that sweet spot (one that Issac clearly never hit) by the way she clenched around your fingers as you curled them. Feyre’s screams became louder and louder with each motion. “Come on Fey, let go.” You urge her. Arching her back Feyre falls apart on your fingers, one of her thighs trembling. Removing your fingers you lap up her release, the sweet taste of her intoxicating.

Sitting up on your knees you run your hands in a soothing motion up and down her thighs. Feyre went limp against the sheets, her chest heaving as she collected herself. Spreading her legs Feyre lets out a small laugh, “Good. I wasn’t done yet.” You laugh at her breathlessness. Throwing one leg over her hips you rest your pussy against hers, lightly rocking back and forth.

Feyre throws her head back again, leaving her neck exposed to you. You picked up the pace of your hips, leaning down to suck and nip at her the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Feyre brings her hands up to your breasts. Running her thumbs over your peaked nipples you moan against her skin at the contact.

Neither of you lasted long. Feyre’s hands felt too good, too skilled. Sharing a pillow she played with your hair as your eyes fluttered at the feeling and softness. You could get used to this. The softness of Feyre, taking care of her, having her in your arms every night. But that was a dangerous way of thinking. Maybe if everything worked out with her sisters marrying, then maybe she could be yours.

———

After that night with Feyre there were only a few more until you stopped seeing her. You had been holding back your feelings, hoping to bring it up while holding her to your chest. It had been a while since you’d been past her family’s cottage, or into town for that matter. Feyre would usually knock on your door asking you to accompany her but hadn’t in weeks.

Donning your cloak and winter boots you head out. Passing through town you heard whispers of the Archeron family name. “His boats were found.” “No, I think a beast did that. No winter winds have ever been that strong,” “I wonder when the middle one will throw a party.” “The aunt is sick I believe.”

All of these pieces yet nothing whole. The gossip made your heart pound. Picking up the pace you start running to the Archeron cottage.

Finally stopping in front of it you feel your heart stop. Your eyes wide taking in the darkness inside and the broken front door. Stepping closer you saw claw marks in the rotting wood. You stopped breathing. What the hell happened here?

“Are you looking for the Archeron’s?” You jump at the voice behind you. You turn to face the stranger, hand over your now rapidly beating heart. Clearing your throat you answer, “Yes, do you know where they are?” “Yeah, new fancy manor-lookin’ place on the other side of town.” You nod in thanks rushing off, knowing exactly where to go.

Politely knocking on the massive front door you step back and wait, twisting your gloved fingers nervously. Elain answered with a bright smile. Her eyes lit up with recognition at seeing your face. “Y/n! What a lovely surprise.” She said cheerily. “Hi, Elain. Is Feyre around?” You ask peeking over her shoulder. Elain’s face fell a little. “Oh, no, I’m so sorry. She’s visiting our aunt. She’s very ill right now so Feyre is helping around her house for a bit. I can’t believe she didn’t tell you.” She says with an air of curiosity, tilting her head a little to the left much like Feyre did when you rambled.

Tears stung your eyes at the familiar movement. You quickly blink them away, not wanting Elain to feel pity for you. “Oh, well I’m sorry about your aunt, I hope she gets better soon. Would you mind umm…when Feyre gets back will you tell her I want to see her?” “Of course!” You nod in thanks and turn to leave. Left with an empty feeling in your heart you let your tears flow freely once you’re back on the street. Why wouldn’t she tell you?

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chicago-pd-is-weird · 5 months

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Its not a fanfic, but I was watching the 4 episode of the 4 season of Chicago pd...

There's this interrogation moment and the thing that gets In my head is the way Hank Voight said Baby, its soo sexy and warm that I can't stop blushing over the ideia of how will sound in a romantic or sexual moment...not to mention the bright smile in his face...

Just a random thought on this Rainy sunday..

I don't know if you want to check the episode soo you can understand what I write

Hank Voight x Fem!Reader Blurb

Thank you so much for the request! I hope you like this!

Hank pushed open the door to his house, sighing as he pulled his keys from the lock and set them in the dish nearby. He shut the door behind him, finding relief from the cold Chicago winters. Shrugging off his coat, he hung it on the nearby coat rack, along with his scarf. Moving a bit further into the house, he set his badge next to his keys, keeping his service weapon on his hip, just in case. He wouldn't leave anything to chance with his gun, as always. Then, he kicked off his shoes and pushed them aside.

Truthfully, it had been a hard day. They hadn't been able to track down a pedophile they'd been hunting. Typically, that meant Hank practically lived in his office, but it had been weeks and the trail had gone cold. He hated the cases he couldn't solve, and he knew his team was feeling the same way. Morale was low, so he forced everyone home for the night, including himself. He told them to rest, although he didn't plan on resting much himself. He walked into his dining room and to the liquor he had out on display, pouring himself a hefty glass of bourbon. Then, he sank down into a chair at his dining room table, settling in and pulling out his phone.

No new texts or calls.

He hummed and set the phone on the table, sitting in silence as he sipped the bourbon. He stared at the phone, contemplating what he should do. He knew if he went to bed, he would simply lie awake, so it wasn't something he wanted to do. He sat at the table, sipping the oaky sweet liquid until it was gone. Then, he got up and refilled his glass once more.

When he moved back to the table, he sat down and looked at his phone again, sipping once more before picking up the phone. He scrolled through his contacts until he got to the name he was looking for. He didn't call often, but when he did, he meant it. He needed it.

He pressed the 'call' button, then waited for the sweet voice on the other end to answer.

"Sugar, how are you?" your voice rang from the other end.

Hank hummed, giving a small, half-hearted smile. "Baby... I would be better if you came over tonight."

"Sure, I'll be over in a little while."

When you arrived, you knocked on the door. It was a soft knock, allowing him to hear without you drawing outside attention to his house. You were his dirty little secret. Even though he only called you once every few months, you were always happy to spend the night with him. Since his wife had died, he sometimes just needed a woman to take care of him.

Hank opened the door after a short moment, allowing you to step inside before closing it. He helped you take your coat off, revealing a blouse with jeans that fit you just right. You kicked off your shoes and set them neatly beside his, then stood again to look at him. You smiled softly, kissing his cheek as he pulled you into an embrace. "Hey, baby..."

You smiled. "Hi, sugar. I'm glad you called." You'd always greeted him like this. You didn't know much about Hank Voight outside of his street representation. You knew he was a cop and you'd seen him around the city once or twice. You also knew that he knew everything about you, and when he needed a favor, you'd be inclined to help him. You'd taken to calling him 'sugar' because he was always so sweet with you, sweeter than he was with anyone else you'd seen him interact with. You always expressed how happy you were that he called, considering you also knew he liked to drink when he didn't have someone beside him.

"I'm glad you came, baby." He called you baby. Of course Hank knew your real name, and you knew his, but the two of you always called each other by these pseudonyms. It was simply just a thing you did. You didn't mind. The way the word 'baby' rolled off his tongue, in his deep voice, it made you shudder. You loved the way he spoke to you and the way he held you.

When he finally let you pull back, he didn't let you go. You could tell he was already two or three drinks in, although he held himself together pretty well. He was a lot softer when he was drinking like this, trying to make the memories of the day go away. He held you softly by the waist, humming as he looked over you.

"How have you been, sugar?" You moved your hand up to his face, stroking your thumb over the apple of his cheek. Hank shrugged and leaned into your touch. He didn't answer, but you could tell he wanted to talk about it. You pushed closer to him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He returned your kiss by holding you closer, tilting his head to pull you in deeper, your lips moving in sync. After a blissful moment, the two of you pulled away, looking at one another. He pressed his forehead to yours, sighing softly.

"Pedophile case," he mumbled. "Couldn't catch him."

"Aw, sugar," you whispered, wrapping your hand around to the nape of his neck, stroking at the hair there softly. "I'm sorry... Those cases are always hard..."

Hank sighed softly, closing his eyes as he leaned into your every touch. "We tried for weeks... I've barely slept. We just... We couldn't get to him. He slipped through our fingers with every victim." He sighed shakily, and you could tell he was on the verge of crying.

Your heart ached for the man who was in so much pain. Losing his wife, his son, his best friend, and so many others took a toll on him. Again, he didn't call you often, but when he did, you always knew you had to come. He was dealing with too much pain, and by the time he called you, he was desperate. You let out a soft breath, kissing him again softly, then pulling back to lead him over to the nearby couch. You sat him down, straddling his lap, holding his face in your hands. He hadn't turned on many lights, so the darkness engulfed the two of you as you leaned down, kissing his lips with a sweet, soft embrace.

As he sat with you, he pulled you even closer. He didn't want to cry, but it was coming out. He pulled away, sniffling softly, his eyes wet. You pressed your forehead to his. "It's okay to cry, sugar... It's always okay to cry." He let out a soft sob, holding you tighter by your waist and back, pressing closer to you, as close as possible. "I've got you, I'm not leaving, sugar. I'm right here."

He nodded as he moved to press his head into your shoulder and neck, still crying softly. “These weeks have been so tough… I just… wanted to save them…”

“I know, sugar, I know…”

“I wanted to take them home to their families!” He sobbed, clinging to you for life, maybe a bit too hard. You knew you would come back with some bruises tomorrow, but you didn’t truly care. It had happened before, and people teased you about getting some rough sex, but you never gave in. You never told them what actually happened.

You winced silently, but clung to him as tightly as you could as well, knowing he wanted reciprocation. When you pressed into him tighter, he let go of you a bit, probably realizing how hard he was holding you.

After a few hours, Hank calmed down to a sleep, and you moved to lay him down, laying on top of him for a while. Then, you pushed yourself up when you were sure he was asleep, grabbing a blanket and casting it over his body. You leaned down and gave him a kiss, then grabbed yourself something to eat. It was nearly 4AM now, so you made sure everything was set, including his alarm for 6:45am. You locked his door and left out the back, hoping he would call you again soon, knowing he needed it.

#x reader #chicago pd #fanfiction requests #hank voight #sargent hank voight #sergeant hank voight #chicagopd #hank voight x reader

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Teasing Queen - Neymar Imagine

Summary: Y/N decides to tease Neymar with a few pics from her camera roll during a very inappropriate time. ;)

Warning: mentions of sex. I ordered some lingerie sets the other day and they finally arrived. I was at home when the package arrived I was very excited to open it right away and try on everything I got. First, I tried on the blue lingerie and took a good pic of it, next, I tried on the red set I was very pleased with, even the photo came out very hot. Next up, was the dark blue set which turned out to be my favorite one, I felt very confident in it. Last but not least, I tried on the yellow set and took a photo wearing this one too. I was very satisfied with everything that I ordered. I planned on wearing my favorite on tonight for Ney and surprise him. He's isn't aware of this, that's why I'm not sharing the photos with him yet. As I was selecting the best photos on my phone, suddenly, I get a text message for Neymar.

"Bebê I just got done with training and I'm going to take a shower . I knew I would be late so I brought my outfit for Thiago's dinner with me. Is it okay if we both drive there separately? If I stop by to pick you up we will be suupppeer late. Love you lots, see ya there xx"

Oh, crap. I forgot about that AT ALL. Now, I became very pissed about ruining my plans. I know it's not Neymar's fault at all, however, I decided to not ruin my good mood and hopped in the shower to get ready for tonight. Before I did that, I responded to his text. "Sure thing, meu amor. I will text you once I get there."

After I did my hair and makeup, I decided to wear one of the lingerie sets under my dress. I wore my favorite dark blue ones. After going through my closet and cringing at everything I picked, I decided to wear a black tight dress that really hugged my curves. I get my purse, lock all the doors and get in the car.

I arrived at Thiago's dinner party before Neymar. I texted him, letting him know I'm here and he responded with "I will be there in 5 minutes amor".

I was engaging in conversations with different people at the party and suddenly I feel an arm around my waist from behind. I didn't bother to look at who it was, I just reached my hand to cup his cheek, I knew it was Neymar. Neymar's POV: I arrive at the party and I immediately spot my girlfriend at the kitchen counter talking to Thiago's friends. I go behind her and wrap and arm around her waist. She touches my face and I turn her around to kiss her. She was wearing my favorite dress of hers.

"Hi, there miss! I can see you're here alone. May I join you?" I ask her playfully with a smile.

"Hmm, yeah sure! My boyfriend was supposed to be here, but he isn't coming I guess." she responds, making a playful face.

"Is that soo?!" I raise an eyebrow and kiss her soft lips. She laughs. I love her laugh.

We make our way to the living room, where everyone is sitting there sipping wine and chatting. Y/N and I sit next to each other on the couch. After a couple minutes, Y/N offers help to the people in the kitchen and leaves.

After she does so, I get a text on my phone which I decide to ignore at first. The phone buzzes again. I get it out of my pocket to check it out. Wrong move! I should've done that somewhere in privacy. It was Y/N.

"Too bad you were late today, bebê. You missed the show :(" and sent this photo .

Oh my god. What is the doing to me? She looks extremely hot. I had a feeling I would regret being late today.

"Amoooor, what are u doing? Don't do this to me, pleaseee. You look super sexy" I respond to her text, hoping that was it. I mean, we just got here. I can't get worked up 3 hours BEFORE we get home.

"Ohh! Are you sure you don't want any more" she texts back and send this photo.

"YY/NNNN you'reee killing mee, amorrr. Everyone is looking at me confused. I text her back and I excuse myself to the balcony for a "phone call".

"Is that so?! Do you want to know what I'm wearing underneath this black dress? ;)" she texts back immediately and sends photo.

Oh my god. Fuck me! I get this rush of emotions to just storm in the kitchen and bend her over the kitchen island in front of everyone.

"Do you have any idea what I will do to you tonight?!" I text her back, maybe this will make her wait.

"Hmm, can you give me a hint?" she text back. Oh, she really is determined to make me go crazy.

"As soon as you step inside the house, I will rip that pretty little black dress of yours from your body and throw you on the bed on your knees, and fuck your brains out from behind as you moan my name" I text her back. I hoped to get her worked up, however, I did that to MYSELF just thinking about it.

"Uuuu, that sounds hot. Would you rather have me wear that lingerie or this one?" she texts back and send THIS photo.

That's it. I can't take it anymore. I get back to the living room with a "worried" look on my face. I tell Thiago that Y/N and I will unfortunately have to leave right now because of an emergency. Thiago doesn't ask any follow up questions, trying to be understandable. I didn't even feel about about lying, my mind that somewhere else completely. I go to the kitchen and tell Y/N we have to leave because of an emergency. She plays along and says goodbye to everyone. Thiago walks us to the door and hugs us goodbye. As soon as he shuts the door, I give Y/N a look filled with lust. She looks back and me and smiles. "I'll meet you at home, I guess" she says and makes her way to her car. "FUUCKKK! I forgot about it" I groan and make my way to my car quickly not wanting to waste any time. I completely forgot we came here separately. She arrives before me and parks her car in the driveway. I quickly do the same and catch up to her entering the house. I shut the door really fast and turn around to lift her up in my arms.

"You dirty little thing! You had fun with that, didn't you?" I ask her and I felt myself grow in my jeans. "Now, it's my turn to have my fun!" "No one's complaining about it!" she says back and bites my lip. I will do everything I told her I will, more for sure.

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missmielyhoran · 2 years

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I don't know how this would work, but could you make a fake Instagram for this one?

Thanks for requesting!!

(I don't own that video I just found it on tumblr and thought it was cute)

Face Claim- Dina Denoire

*****

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Yourinstagram Dance On Tour🕺

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Harryfan1 She's so fucking gorgeous🫠

Harryfan2 Bestie gets to roam around the world with Harry and gets paid to play with baby, she is living the life

Harryfan1 and she's a doctor too!! Beauty with brains fr

Harryfan3 Did anyone else see Harry giggling and pointing towards her during loml?👀

Harryfan1 And the way she held up Sarah's baby to wave towards him😭

Harryfan2 I saw it too👀

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Harryfan3 Here is the video cause you guys don't believe me😌

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Harryfan1 He's always near her side during loml also

Harryfan3 Finally! I been going crazy

Harryfan4 The way he doesn't even notice his girlfriend but is having a belly laugh with Y/N

Harryfan2 I'm embarrassed for Olivia💀🤚

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Yourinstagram He thinks I can't see him

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PillowPerson Stop bullying my child

Yourinstagram He's adorable but dumb

Harryfan2 I feel like he was just born yesterday how he's so big?

Harryfan3 Look at his small hands🥺

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StylesNews Harry out with his friends and girlfriend tonight

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Holivia1 They look so cute🥺

Harryfan1 I love how they get spotted by paps everywhere they go

Harryfan2 Yeah like in middle of sea

Harryfan1 Middle of forest

Harryfan4 You guys are soo rude that's his girlfriend!

Harryfan3 He has more chemistry with Y/N than her💀

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RollingStone Singer turned actor who has starred in Don't worry darling recently broke up with his girlfriend of two years and Director of Don't worry darling and his fans are extremely happy about it.

The couple have decided to take a break because of Singer's tour and Olivia's kids.

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Harryfan1 Duh we're happy

Harryfan2 Thank fuck it ended. I was getting tired of seeing them everywhere

Harryfan3 Shut up was this why Harry was so happy on stage💀

Harryfan3 How convenient of them to nrrak up just after all the premier and american tour ends👀

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StylesNews Harry spotted car shopping this morning in LA.

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Harryfan2 I sometimes forget he's like rich rich

Harryfan1 My boy said I want to go shopping and bought a whole as ferrari

Harryfan4 Can't wait to see him driving around in that sexy car

Harryfan3 I want to be this rich

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DailyMail Harry Styles spotted roaming around and cosying up in LA with mystery woman just a day after his breakup with Actress and Director Olivia Wilde.

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Harryfan1 Holy fuck that's Y/N I can recognize that hair anywhere

Harryfan2 Called it!!

Harryfan3 Ahhhhh yessss sjdydhakdb

Harryfan4 He cheated on Olivia? and you guys are happy about it? disgusting

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k8kaa · 2 years

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“how come you’re not wearing any panties,” with joao felix? please? i love ur writing sm btw!

J.FELIX : HOW COME YOU’RE NOT

WEARING ANY PANTIES ?

content : nsfw , mdni , ageless blogs will be blocked , m!dom , power sub afab reader , lazy sex? , clothed sex-ish? , nicknames , degrading , orgasm denial / edging , kissing , enjoy ;)

a/n : NONNIEEEEEEEE!!???? tysm . sorry ive been kinda dead yall we back dw

laying in bed with your boyfriend, hes had a long day of training.. usually joão would have his hands wrapped around your waist , but he stopped doing it. it made you angry since you wanted all of his attention at all time . so tonight you were your small night gown with no panties . joão was laying in bed , so tired.. you bent down to remove you socks before bed and he was just flashed . “woah—” escaped his mouth . “hm? is there something wrong?” you asked with a smirk. “like what you see boy?” you teased once more . he was just .. blown away . “oh i sure do .” the footballer shot back. “come here” he whispered . he grabbed your hand and pulled you on top of him . you started kissing joão and removing his pants . you felt him get hard under you . you remove his boxers . “calm down baby.. . not so fa— FUCK!” you had already placed his cock inside you . you moaned loudly . he felt so good .. grabbing your waist with his strong , long hands .. so fine . “your soo— mngh!” you coulds speak because how good you were ridding him . hes eyes were so pretty all turned on . hes sexy grunts turned you on , hes big strong arms all over you body , touching you boobs . hes hands gripped hard on your wasiy “such a fucking whore—! no panties?-!” joão groaned. grunts and muffed swear words were all that could be heard . you felt on cloud nine ridding him . but you felt as your climax was closing up . “i wann—cum!!” you moaned . “no—no you wont.” he pulled out. “no!please..please joão!” you begged like a bitch in heat . “what you deserve for being such a slut .” he scoffed . you begged to cum , joao made fun of how desperate you were but , he still let you back on “i—i’ll be good i promise!” you moaned getting off his cock again . he let you cum . it felt amazing to finally cum .. especially when was cumming inside you . “you will be good just for me.. meu amor.. now clean my cock like the whore you are.”

#football #fanfiction #x reader #football drabble #joao felix smut #joao felix #joao felix x you #joao felix x reader #chelsea #smut #football smut #footballer

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quillkiller · 2 months

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Just something about regulus not wanting to ruin monty and effies relationship, already damn well knowing that Effie is having an affair behind montys back with his best friend of all people….. squeezing his thighs together under the dinner table while he’s eyeing montys biceps, giving him an innocent kiss on the cheek while greeting him..

yes yes yes….. something soooo sexy and fucked up about bartylus scheming to ruin their relationship literally just for fun… and ESPECIALLY if bartylus are already fucking. this is all genuinely just a game to them !!!!!

something soooo so sexy about effie being the first one to give into temptation with barty and regulus having to work so much harder to get into montys pants. i have this image in my head (which came to fruition while talking to @standardlovers) where reg shows up at the potters house and monty is like .. ?? neither james or sirius are here kiddo. and reg already knows this because barty and him made sure they WOULDNT be. and reg saying thats fine i’ll just wait :) can i come in? <- he’s wearing something soo slutty

and monty lets him in because why not and oh well it wont kill me to just indulge a little. i can offer him a cup of tea and let him lounge around the house and keep me a little company. whats the harm in looking it’s not like im gonna do anything. and besides, effie had to stay late at work tonight so whats the harm in just wanting some company… <- effie was picked up from work by barty and his god awful car and he’s taking her to a disgusting burger joint and then letting her fuck him somewhere way too public on the hood of said car <3

barty and reg are texting the entire night too… this is litetally foreplay to them ..

#asks #regmonty #effiebarty

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lemoncrushh · 1 month

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Cubicle // 10) I Can't Explain

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Roni

I hadn't meant to fall asleep. I supposed the mixture of alcohol and sexual bliss had knocked me out and before I knew it, I was in a deep slumber. However, the way I was awakened caught me by total surprise.

Still half asleep, I swore I could feel a hand touching me. I was very disoriented, not sure what was happening until I felt myself get wet. Involuntarily, I grinded my hips against the hand causing the friction. When it stopped, I was about to open my eyes but instead felt the hand push my thigh open wider, causing me to shift onto my back.

Before I could protest, his lips were on my clit again, his tongue darting out to wet it, although I was certain I was already (or still) very wet. There really was nothing else to do but lie back and revel in the sensation. What a way to wake up!

I had no clue what time it was, though the lack of sunlight streaming through the curtains told me it was still early. My bedside lamp that I usually kept lit until I went to bed was still shining and the sheets hadn't even been turned down yet. I laid on top of the duvet, my head on the pillow and Harry's face between my legs.

Just the idea alone that he was waking me up this way turned me on. The feeling was indescribable. It was as though all my senses were heightened, every nerve in my body responding to his touch. I began to moan as his tongue slid slowly up my slit, stopping and pressing slightly on my clit. Then he flicked it lightly, causing me to pant, then returned to giving it pressure.

"Oh my God, Harry," I breathed.

I almost wasn't sure if I said it aloud until I heard him chuckle, his mouth vibrating against me. His hands brushed against my thighs and moved underneath me, lifting my ass just slightly. His tongue continued to circulate, lapping up all my juices. I knew I was close to the edge. I felt my knees shake and my toes curl. I reached down and threaded my fingers through Harry's hair, needing desperately to come, to reach the high with his mouth on me.

"Oh God!" I cried again, throwing my head back. "Ohhhh!"

Harry made sure he continued to lick me as I rode out my climax. Then he lifted his head, wiping his chin with a sexy grin on his face. I stared at him as he crawled up next to me.

"What..." I swallowed. "What was that for?"

"I have to have a reason?" asked Harry.

"Well..." I hesitated, not wanting to offend him. It was just that I'd never had a guy wake me up with his tongue between my thighs, and he'd already eaten me out once tonight.

Harry propped himself up on his elbow, his head resting in his hand. "I like it, Roni," he confessed. "I like making you feel good. And I like watching you."

I focused on the tattoos on his arm, then his chest before lifting my gaze to his face again. I was speechless. I wanted to tell him how incredible he was, but I worried it was too soon.

"You should probably get some proper sleep now," Harry murmured, planting a soft kiss on my forehead.

"What time is it?"

Harry shifted to look at his watch. "Almost three."

"Oh." I had thought it was later. I'd only been asleep for an hour or so. I wondered then if Harry had even been asleep. Or had he just laid there watching me?

"I suppose I should get going," said Harry, sitting up and grabbing his pants.

"What?" I asked a little too quickly.

I saw a flicker of a smile on his lips before he pressed them together and nodded. "Were you wanting me to stay?"

"Um...only if you wanted to." I felt embarrassed. Of course I wanted him to stay. But I wasn't going to beg.

"I would love to, Roni," he voiced as he pulled up his jeans. Then he crawled back onto the bed next to me, centimeters from my face. "I've had the most amazing weekend with you. And I want to do this again. And again."

A smile spread across his face before kissing me. "And again!" he raised his eyebrows.

"Okay," I agreed meekly.

"It's just..." he began, pausing for a second. "I guess I don't want it to be too much too soon, you know?"

I nodded, understanding what he meant. He had used the phrase before when he'd asked me out for the second night in a row. But still, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He kissed me once more before standing up again and putting on his shirt. I grabbed my bath robe and wrapped it around me, then walked with him to the door.

"I'll call you later, okay?" he said.

I almost cringed at his words. Same old line I'd heard from other guys. I'd hoped Harry was different.

"And we get to see each other at work Monday," he added with a smirk.

I grinned slightly, the anticipation of our exchange at the office somewhat titillating and nerve-wracking. I wondered if he would act like nothing had happened between us or if he'd be all over me. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to stay away from him.

"Goodnight, Roni," he said, pulling me into his arms and kissing me one last time. This kiss was deep, intoxicating and full of desire. I tasted myself on his tongue as it met mine, his hands pressing on my back.

"'Night, Harry," I swayed when he released me.

I watched him as he descended the steps to the front door. He looked back and waved just like the night before. Only this time I felt a sudden sadness when he left.

Harry

I didn't want to leave. Jesus, that was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to stay with Roni all night, hold her close to me. Make love to her again. Listen to her moan and cry my name over and over. She was the most incredible woman I'd ever met, and I suppose that's part of the reason why I decided to go. I was afraid things might be moving too fast. Although I would have loved to stay over and wake up next to her again, I didn't want her to get tired of me. We work together after all, and she'll have to see me everyday.

I'd watched her as she'd fallen asleep beside me. I could still taste her delicious pussy on my tongue as she dozed off, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering on her cheeks. She looked absolutely gorgeous, I could barely stand it.

I couldn't sleep. I almost pulled the covers down and crawled underneath with her, but I didn't want to disturb her slumber. She looked too perfect and content. Plus, I had no use for bedding at that moment. My body was still on fire, the heat rising from it. I was sure my warmth was radiating onto her, keeping her toasty.

I lightly brushed the skin on her lower back with the tips of my fingers, making circles. She didn't even stir, so I continued down to her soft butt cheeks, squeezing and caressing them. The contact aroused me, and I could feel myself get hard again. But even more, I heard Roni's breaths start to quicken. I knew she could feel me, even in her sleep.

I moved my hand to her pussy, sliding my fingers up and down her slit. She began to moan then as I felt her get wet. The sensation and the knowledge that I was doing that to her turned me on to no end. I decided then that it wasn't about me. I had to taste her again and make her come.

The moment that I knew she was awake and had realized what was happening was my favourite. I chuckled when she called my name, her sexy little body writhing against my mouth.

After she'd come down from her high, however, I knew it was time for me to leave. There is such a thing as too much too soon, and I told her that. I didn't want this...whatever this is...to crumble or burst.

Okay, so maybe I'm a wuss. Fuck. I just really like her. A lot. I like the sex, yes. But I like her, too. I want to get to know her - everything about her. We've only had two dates. Two fucking dates! I haven't even liked a girl this much after ten dates. Well, I doubt I've ever even gotten to ten dates, but still.

God dammit, I really like her.

Sunday // Roni

I slept in. When I finally got up, it was after noon. But it wasn't until I'd showered and gotten dressed that I realised I had a text from Harry. I hadn't expected him to call all day, even though he'd said he would, let alone text me before noon.

Good morning, beautiful. Hope you slept well.

I blushed as I read it, then read it again. It was short, barely two sentences. But I was immediately on cloud nine. I texted him back, careful not to reveal all of my emotions.

I did, thank you. Hope you have a good day.

I didn't get a reply right away, not that I expected to. I went about the rest of my day as thoughts of him flickered in and out of my mind. I didn't want to admit it, but he'd gotten to me. I couldn't really explain it, but I was having strange feelings. He was amazing in bed. That couldn't be denied, and truthfully would have been enough for me. When he'd asked me out, my body was already craving his touch. I thought I would have been satisfied with a one-night thing, or even make him my personal boy toy. But somehow it had turned into something more, and frankly I wasn't sure how I felt about that. It frightened me. I hadn't had these feelings surface in a long time. I genuinely enjoyed his company. Sure, so far it had all led toward the bedroom, but I enjoyed the before parts just as much. I could picture myself cuddled up next to him on the sofa watching the telly, or strolling hand in hand by the river. As I unloaded my dishwasher, I found myself wanting to be with him, even though he'd just left my flat.

Trying to shake away the thoughts, I decided to give Patricia a ring. I hadn't really spoken with her since I started my new job, except for our shortened conversation the day before when I told her I had a date, so I quickly caught her up, mentioning Harry only in passing. Patricia, however, took notice.

"Tell me more about this Harry fellow," she insisted.

"Um..." I hesitated, not really sure what to say. "He's...great."

"Great, huh?" she scoffed. "That's vague."

"I know," I sighed. "I guess I just don't want to say too much just yet. We've only had two dates."

"Two?" inquired Patricia. "So you'd been out before last night?"

"Yeah..." I replied, biting the inside of my cheek. "Friday."

"Wow!" she exclaimed. "Two nights in a row! Is that a first for you?"

"Yes, now can we drop it?" I was regretting my phone call. Of course Patricia would want to talk about it.

"No way," she confirmed my suspicions. "I wanna hear all the juicy details."

"Fine," I exhaled, closing my eyes and picturing Harry.

Patricia was my best friend, and under normal circumstances, I would be cool with, and sometimes even thrilled to share the gritty details of my dates and bed partners. But this was not normal circumstances. And Harry was no normal guy. All the others had left right after sex, most of them never to phone again, some whom never even got my number. Very few had I gone out with again, and never had I seen the lad two nights in a row.

I told Patricia about the lovely evening at La Colombe d'Or and our kiss by the river. I told her that he'd spent the night and that after breakfast he'd asked me out again. Then I explained our date in the pub and talked about his friends. I skipped over the sexual details and left out any indication of possible feelings.

"Bloody hell, Roni," Patricia exclaimed. "You're seriously not going to give me what I want, are you?"

I let out an impish giggle, a little glad to hear Patricia squirm. "Nope."

"You bitch," she scoffed.

"Hey!"

"Oh, c'mon! At least tell me how good he was!"

"Maybe I just don't want to kiss and tell anymore," I quipped. "I think those days might be over."

"Roni!" Patricia cried.

I laughed out loud. "Okay, okay. He's fucking incredible. Possibly the best I've ever had. How's that?"

"Wow," she breathed. "Really?"

"Yes."

"Damn. And you work with him? How do you think that's gonna go?"

"I don't really know yet," I mused. "He's really sweet and funny, so I can't imagine him being a prick at work. But I guess all I can do is wait and see."

"Hmm, good luck," Patricia said.

After I hung up the call, I tossed my phone on the cushion and stood up to stretch. I made myself a quick dinner and watched mindless television until I could barely keep my eyes open. When I crawled into bed, Harry still hadn't texted be back, but I tried not to think anything of it. It wasn't like I had asked him a question or said anything that required a response. Besides, I would most likely see him in the morning.

I turned out the light and had just shut my eyes when my phone vibrated. I picked it up, surprised to see Harry's name in the notification.

I've been thinking about you all day. See you in the morning. Sweet dreams.

I audibly gasped as I read his text. To know he'd been thinking of me too filled me with relief as well as lust. I wanted him again already, and wished he was in my bed. I knew it would probably be another sleepless night. I quickly sent him a short text back before burying myself under the covers.

Same here, love. Then I finished it with the kissing emoji.

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soyeonsbabygirl · 9 months

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Hello Kitty

Kim Minnie/Nicha Yontarak x Kim Sooyoung

Sooyoung was sitting between Yuqi and Minnie. They were watching the award show, gossiping, telling little jokes, and overall just enjoying the award show (or as much as you can enjoy an award show.). (G)-IDLE’s table was near AESPA’s which wouldn’t have been a problem for Sooyoung if AESPA’s leader wasn’t there staring at her.

The leader unable to take her eyes off Sooyoung who looked gorgeous in her backless dark purple sparkly dress. Sooyoung whose hair — that had been cut for their comeback now stopping at her chest —highlighted her features beautifully her hair currently blonde on the top and Black underneath. She looked absolutely stunning. Sooyoung however would not look at Karina. Not even so much as a glance.

When (G)-IDLE’s name was called for best performance a whole bunch of screams could be heard as they all walked up to accept the ‘Best Performance’ award. Karina watched as the 7 girls walked up the stage her attention focused on Sooyoung. To Karina Sooyoung looked like a goddess. She was lost in how she looked from her stare to the way she stood. Her beauty was insane and the dress she was wearing didn’t help. The dress highlighted her figure very nicely. Sooyoung stood next to Yuqi as her naturally sexy gaze paired with her smile gave off the ultimate sexy vibe. Proving why she was Korea’s Hot Girl.

The camera panned to a male idol fanning himself as he whispered to his member how hot Sooyoung looked making Sooyoung mouth a thank you making fans scream. Karina bit her lip as she watched desperately wanting this show to be over. Soyeon finished off the speech with a ‘I love you Neverlands’ and the girls walked off as fans screamed again. Yuqi held Sooyoung’s hand as she helped her walk off the stage making Karina clench her jaw as she watched this small interaction.

As the show had come to the end Sooyoung was backstage with Minnie. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist as she relaxed realizing it was Ningning. “You look so pretty tonight unnie!” The younger girl said with a smile Sooyoung mirroring the action. “Thank you Ning.” Her smile dropped as she glanced around quickly making sure the person she definitely didn’t want to see the most was around. To her relief she was nowhere to be found. Ningning left as Giselle called her over, Sooyoung saw Minnie sit on one of the backstage couches letting out a tired sigh. Sooyoung went over to her immediately sitting on the taller girls lap, feeling her arms snake around her waist. She could’ve sworn she felt Minnie’s hands feeling up her waist but only smiled as she looked at her. Minnie kissed Sooyoung’s cheek as she got an idea, “do you wanna get something from the vending machine?” Sooyoung smiled as she nodded.

Minnie held her hand as she led her to the vending machine, Sooyoung smiled getting excited as she saw a Sanrio one. Minnie leans against the wall as Sooyoung puts her money in. “You have a lot of fans Soo.” Minnie said with a smile as the younger girl giggled “I think they might’ve made someone go deaf.” “They always do that. You act as if fanboys aren’t even crazier at airports as they scream your name.” Minnie chuckled as she watches as Sooyoung’s mini Sanrio prize falls out of the vending machine. She watches as the younger girl squeals with excitement thinking about how cute she looks as she opens it excitedly. She was about to say something when she was cut off by a voice.

“Sooyoung?” Both girls turn to see a girl with long black hair. Sooyoung took a mini step back “Karina…hey…” she trailed off. Karina walks closer to her with a smile “I’ve been trying to get your attention all night. I’ve been wanting to talk to you.” Minnie watched the interaction her jaw clenched. It’s one thing that you have to see your ex at award shows but it’s another when you have to talk to them. “We should hang out soon.” Karina’s fingers trailed down Sooyoung’s arm. Karina didn’t notice the subtle wince she let out but Minnie did. “You should open your little Sanrio prize. I know how much you love hello kitty.” Karina did her signature gaze Sooyoung use to love, now it felt as if someone was holding an open flame near the girls face ready to burn her at any minute. “I’ll open it later-“ “we should open it together, or you and I can hangout tonight opening it later.” Karina walked closer to Sooyoung making Sooyoung take another step back. Minnie hated watching this so she decided to speak up “She’s busy. We’re all gonna go out to eat later.” Minnie didn’t know if this was true or not but she didn’t care. She hated how Karina was looking at Sooyoung and was trying to take it off her.

Karina’s gaze hardened as she looked at Minnie, she glared at the girl as her gaze went down realizing Minnie’s hand on the small of Sooyoung’s back. Her eyes went back up to her face glaring. Her facial expression changed as she gave Sooyoung a small smile “Text me.” Sooyoung mumbled an ok as she walked away quickly Minnie following behind her. “You’re not really gonna text her are you?” Minnie asked “of course not.” Sooyoung said back.

When they got back to the dorm Minnie saw Sooyoung laying on her bed on her phone. She admired how she looked in a simple oversized shirt and shorts look appealing. Sooyoung looked up at Minnie with a smile. “Hi unnie, do you need something?” Minnie shook her head and noticed the Sanrio prize unopened on her nightstand. “You should open that, for me at least.” She noticed Sooyoung’s shoulders tense but she slowly opened it. It was a small MyMelody plush making her frown making Minnie confused. “What’s wrong ? you use to love MyMelody!” “Karina did too.” Both girls went quiet as they looked at the plush. Minnie decided for some reason to give it a kiss makig Sooyoung laugh as the fuzz’s stuck to her lip gloss making Minnie wipe her lips. “Why’d you do that? Now it has a weird kiss mark on it!” Sooyoung laughed making Minnie smile. “Because it’ll remind us of when we won a golden disk, and it’s even prettier now because I like it.” Sooyoung smiled as she laughed at this. She looked down at the MyMelody plush smiling.

Suddenly Sooyoung has a new love for MyMelody, a way different kind of love for her. Minnie smiles as she feels happy grateful she was able to change Sooyoung’s view on MyMelody.

Sooyoung chapter for y’all with a bit of Drama and revealing more about her history with Karina ✌️

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samiwife · 1 year

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it's soo hard to find someone that can write for Julian.... thanks for the fic!

I have another idea for a Jules smut with a fem reader ... the reader get jealous of his fans, soo when they get home she wants all!

Here it is!!!! This is drafted before I went on hiatus! So I never got around to writing it!! But now I can so, SORRY FOR THE DELAY!!! HOPE YOU CAN STILL ENJOY! <3

Jealousy Jealousy 𓆩♡𓆪 (Julian Casablancas x Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

𓆩⟡𓆪 = Headcanons

TW: Degradation, pet names, dominance, rough, etc (Reader Discretion is advised)

You were always jealous of Julian's fans. They were all women who wanted to either fuck or date Julian. It made you pissed knowing that. You loved the way Julian teased, looked, and touched you. You basically loved everything about him. But little did those fans know, Julian is easily controlled by you. You didn't know why. You always thought Julian could pick millions of beautiful girls, but somehow he always chooses you. He always says it's because of your beautiful silky hair, precious eyes, and plump lips.

But deep inside you knew it was because you played hard to get. You easily controlled Julian. The way he speaks when you dominate him turns you on. He thinks it's so hot and sexy when you dominate. So during one night after one of Julian's shows, a girl in the crowd was flirting with Julian. Julian managed to wink at her from the stage. This caused you to become jealous. So when the two of you came home to the small apartment you two lived in. You decided to seek revenge on Julian.

Right away when the two of you stepped through the door. You immediately pinned Julian to the wall. Julian's eyes widen as you stare at him. "Jules, I would reward you for a good show tonight." You said lustfully. "But, my little Jules happened to not be faithful to me," you said in an annoyed tone. Julian gulps and looks down. Jules knew he did and he wasn't ready for what was to come. "Aww don't look down, baby boy." You said grabbing his chin. Julian gasped loudly and began huffing loudly. "Oh is my Jules already needy?" You said in a stern tone. Julian looks at you. You roughly placed your hands on Julian's member. Causing him to moan loudly.

"I'm just getting started and you're already begging." You said giggling. You grabbed Julian by the arm and dragged him to the bedroom. You quickly pushed Julian onto the bed and topped him. "Jules baby. take off your clothes for me." You said grabbing Julian by the hips. "Y/N, I didn't mean to-" Julian said before you cut him off with a rough kiss. "Shhh, no need to talk baby. Just strip." You said firmly

Julian nods and begins sliding off his pants. You grabbed Julian by the shirt and whispered in his ear. "You know Jules since you like to wink at other girls. I'll show you the real girl you'll be winking at." Julian looks up and begins blushing. You started to pump up and down on his member causing him to moan loudly. You pump faster and faster. "U-uh Y/N, I-i'm about to come." Julian moaned out. "Not so fast Jules, we're just getting started." You said lowly. "Y-Y/N p-please can I come?" Julian whimpers. "No honey, don't come until I do." You said as you slowly sat on Julian's member. Julian whimpers louder as you bounce up and down. You bounced harder and moaned out his name.

Julian tried his best to not come so fast and began to whimper louder. "You like it when I dominate you? Yeah of course you do, it's because you're my little slut." You said bouncing harder. Julian gulped and tried to mutter out words but his words were eaten by you bouncing on him hard. "Y-yes I love it when you dominate me, f-fuck me good." Julian moaned out as he gripped the sheets hard. You smiled ear to ear and leaned down to kiss him.

You swished your tongue around his making it known you were his. You pulled away from Julian leaving a string of his spit. You licked your lips and leaned down to Julian's ear. "I think I'm ready to come, you can too baby." You whispered. Julian nodded and began thrusting on his own. You gripped his hair hard due to his thrusting. After a few thrusts, Julian came. Julian quickly pulled out and you came as well. You collapsed onto Julian's chest and began to pant heavily. Julian stroked your back and played with your hair. "Jules you did great for me, you were fucking sexy." You said stroking his hair. Julian smiled widely and kissed your head. "You are so fucking hot when you're dominating, It makes me shake," Julian said smiling. You chuckled and kissed him on the cheek.

#fanfiction #90's bands #90s aesthetic #90s music #90s #julian casablancas imagines #julian casablancas smut #julian casablancas x reader #julian casablancas #the strokes smut #the strokes fanfic #the strokes

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Karaoke Chance Pt. 1

Had a random idea for a story pop into my head the other day. Decided to give it some life. <3

You and your two best friends, Kate and Bri, had decided to take a week off work and go to California. Your friends had found a place that was an air bnb and just told you to get a ticket as they had got everything else set up. So when you had landed in LA and all got your luggage, you got a rental and headed to the air bnb. The closer you got to where you were staying, you kept your eyes out for neat little stores and places to eat. There were a few places that caught your eye as the vehicle turned into a smaller suburb area. When you arrived, it was a quaint cottage house with a pool in the backyard and three bedrooms. Each of you had chosen a bedroom and unpacked your clothes. The three of you had decided to take a nice relaxing afternoon and then go to a local bar that was just a few blocks away and had advertised karaoke tonight. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After having dinner all three of you changed for your night out. Kate was in a sexy lace black crop top with a pair of tight black leather pants and heels. Bri was in a red tight off the shoulder dress that fell to mid thigh with pumps. You were wearing a pair of nice black ripped jeans with a nice loose flowing top with a deep v neck and a pair of black cowboy boots that were well loved and worn in. Once you were all ready, the three of you piled into a Lyft and headed the few blocks to the bar. Already a shot in, you slid out of the vehicle and headed into the bar, laughing and smiling. You had needed this. Your friends were on a mission to either get you laid or meet a nice guy since you had not been in the game for a good year. The last relationship you had, ended horribly. It only took a moment to slip up to the bar and get drinks before turning and looking around the bar. It had a nice crowd going but nothing that made you feel claustrophobic. Someone was already singing karaoke on the small stage against the far wall.

Ten minutes pass by before Kate and Bri are going over the list of songs they want to sing while you just happily sipped on your drink. You already knew one song you were going to do. It was near and dear to you. When you were growing up, you lived in Mississippi. Once you graduated high school though, you moved to New York for college and that is where you had met Kate and Bri. As they went to put all three names down with the song choices, you turned to order another round for the three of you. Bri and Kate were giggling like mad when they got back and had a gleam in their eyes. “What's so funny?” You asked while downing the last of your first drink as the bartender slid the second round over. “There are a few guys over along the wall that are soo sexy.” Bri pointed them out and you had to say, they were quite good looking.

There was one that had his back to you guys so you couldn’t tell. Brushing it off, you all started to talk about what you wanted to do before you left, places that were a MUST.

It wasn’t long before it was you being called up for your turn. With a last sip of your drink, you headed over, Bri and Kate grinning. You loved to sing, though in front of people was a different story. It always took a drink or two to make you feel comfortable enough to sing in public.

Once you had the mic, you glanced around the bar, stopping on your two best friends as the song started. Did you need the screen with the lyrics? Hell no. Within the first verse you were lost to the music, eyes opening now and then with a large smile on your face. The one thing you did not see was Bri and Kate almost squeal when they noticed who the man was that had his back to you earlier. They were all about the sexy up and coming new hollywood stars and this man was sure one of them. It was the attention he had towards you while you were belting out the chorus that had them holding each other's arms and grinning with an evil idea. Once you had finished the last line of the song, the crowd was cheering and you thanked them softly before making your way to your friends who had a large smile. “That was awesome! I still don’t know why you are so nervous about singing in front of people. They loved it. Besides lady, Your voice is smoky and sexy like Pink!” Bri gave you a quick hug while Kate nodded.

“You had a few guys watching you (Y/N). You should totally try talking to one or two of them.” Kate grinned. “I have not had enough drinks for that just yet.” You responded with a shake of your head and picked your drink up. They rolled their eyes at you good naturedly.

It was only a few minutes later that Bri had a guy wanting to buy her a drink. She agreed only if he bought one for all three of you. It wasn’t long before that round was down and you were getting a fourth while laughing and joking about the ex’s you have all had. “God he was so bad in bed. I had to fake it the entire time then when he passed out I had to take care of myself in the bathroom.” Bri rolled her eyes while you and Kate howled with laughter at her misfortune. When Rick was brought up, your mood turned a bit sour, nothing good remained from that love. Sure it was a year ago but it still hurt that he had hit you for the first and last time. You were sure that he was the one. But that had changed when he had started drugs, coming home angry and unhinged. The moment he had laid a hand on you, you had packed up and moved in with Kate while you found a new place to live. You turned to the bar, ordered two shots of Fireball. You picked up the first and slammed it back before the second followed closely after. When you turned back around, Bri was over talking to the guy running the karaoke. “You okay?” Kate asked with a slight look of worry on her face. When you nodded, she squeezed your shoulder. “He was an asshole to begin with. We just didn’t know how to tell you. You will find someone I promise. Just take this week and focus on having fun, check out the hot guys on the beach. Hell, maybe take a joy ride or two.” She said with a wink as Bri slid back over by the two of you. “Kate!” You gave a laugh while lightly batting her shoulder. Bri asked what she had said and soon enough was agreeing with Kate. When your name was called, your eyes grew huge. The smirks on their faces made you nervous. “What did you do! Oh my god, I don’t even know what song you chose!” “Relax, you know this one. Besides, it’s a classic.” Bri grinned while turning and giving you a slight push towards the stage. You glared at them for a moment over your shoulder before giving in and moving to the stage. When the man handed you the mic, you quickly and softly asked what song they had chosen for you. “Jailhouse Rock is what you are down for.” With that he turned back to his computer to start the song up. Your eyes flicked over to your friends as they cheered loudly for you. “You got this!!! Go (Y/N)!!!”

They would be paying for this. Sure you loved the King. They had wrangled you into watching the movie with them one night. Of course you were a few drinks in by then and by the end you were bawling. The guy who had played him had been good looking but you weren’t the type to fixate on that type of thing. You had no idea the man was just a stone’s throw from you.

The moment the first few notes started, the crowd started to cheer and clap to the beat. Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes and belted out the first few words. “The warden threw a party in the county jail.

The prison band was there and they began to wail.”

Your feet started to tap to the beat and you just let go, Kate was right. You just needed to let go and have fun. Who cares what anyone here thought? You would be gone in one week anyways.

“The band was jumpin’ and the joint began to swing.

You should’ve heard those knocked out jailbirds sing,

Let’s Rock!” That's when you opened your eyes and started to dance around. Sure you would NEVER even get close to the movements that man could pull off but you were going to have fun.

“Everybody, let’s rock

Everybody in the whole cell block

Was dancin’ to the Jailhouse Rock.” What you were completely unaware of was, Austin’s buddies were giving him such shit the moment the song started. When he turned and saw it was you, his interest was peaked for sure. He didn’t expect this and definitely wanted to see this. The smirk on his face grew the moment you started to move. The music was flowing through your body for sure. “Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone

Little Joe was blowin’ on the slide trombone

The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang

The whole rhythm section was a purple gang.” You slid to the side when you sang ‘slide trombone’ eliciting a loud cheer from Bri. As you looked out over the crowd, you grinned at Bri and Kate before continuing to look around. Piercing blue eyes locked with yours as you started on the chorus again and had you been fully sober you would have frozen up like a deer at the intensity held in those orbs. But as it was, you just smirked back before going back to dancing while singing out the rest of the song. By the time you finished, you were out of breath and your heart was pounding. A huge smile was on your face as you handed the mic over, a huge round of cheers and applause followed you back to the bar. “Oh my god that felt amazing!” You exclaimed happily, your whole body buzzing with energy. Austin’s gaze had stuck to you for the rest of the song and when you stepped down and got back to your friends at the bar, he told his buddies he was going to get another drink over his shoulder as he stepped away. Laughter and ‘yeah right’ followed him.

You got a round of whiskey shots and just as the three of you were slamming the glasses upside down on the bar top, a wonderfully entrancing scent overtook your senses causing your eyes to slide shut. Bri and Kate’s eyes widened slightly before they quickly said they were going to the bathroom and then disappeared. “That was damn good.” A deep husky voice flowed over your skin, almost short circuiting your brian. Warmth radiating against your back as an arm appeared over your shoulder motioning for another beer while setting the empty bottle down.

It took a moment to refocus before you turned your head to glance behind you. It was the man you locked eyes with mid song. Those blue eyes had some gold around the pupils, they were gorgeous. “Thanks, gotta get a classic in now and again.” You shifted to face this insanely handsome man as he leaned towards you a bit more to make it easier to talk. His hand resting on the edge of the bar behind you. When he saw no sign of recognition in your eyes, his head tilted just a hair to the side before a smile took over. He thanked the bartender for the new beer but didn’t grab it just yet. His eyes moved back to yours. “Big Elvis fan?” “I enjoy the classics but I don’t really know all his stuff.” You responded, wondering what that smile he gave you was about.

“You pulled it off very well.” A flush filled your face, a smile brightening Austin’s face. “Can I buy you a drink?” You had definitely caught his attention and he needed to know more about you. “Sure.” You let him know what you were drinking and when he turned to order you another, your eyes slid shut. Fuck, everything about this man was calling to you. “Want to sit down outside? It’s a lot quieter out there.” You nodded and took your drink from him. As he started to guide you to a side door that led to a patio of sorts, your eyes found your friends who were giving you both thumbs up. You rolled your eyes at them and flipped them off behind Austin's back.

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