#i imagine dick is saying this cause lets face it the other members of the family wouldnt care

[arunneronthird]

of all the character development, tim descending into coffee induced madness has to be my favorite by far

[brucewaynehater101]

i want you to know that i scroll through your posts and interactions just to find all your fic recs and open new ao3 tabs.

your tim parenting Bruce au has destroyed me and I love it so much thank you for your service.

do you have any more particularly gut wrenching aus cooking up in your genius noggin?

Heeeey. How'd you know I had a new AU I haven't released yet?

But before we get into that, thank you for the compliments. Angst is my favorite flavor.

As far the AU, you know the saying, "You either die as a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain"?

I feel like that could fit Tim so well.

How I imagine the AU to start out would be Tim as Robin. He's in the batcave with Bruce as the man is showing him a particularly devastating case. Bruce, his mentor but not his father, turns to Tim with a grimmace.

"There's a reason we have a code, Tim."

They both glance at Jason's memorial and Bruce's hands start to shake.

"As much as we may want to give in to our desires and emotions, we can't stoop down to their level. There needs to be lines we won't cross, even for the greater good."

Azure eyes snap to arctic ones, begging for the younger to understand.

"We do this to protect others, even those who are twisted and foul. We aren't the judges or executioners."

Tim nods in agreement, and Bruce's shoulders lose a little of their tension. The older man pats the teen's shoulder in pride before his attention goes back to the murder case.

Tim, as Robin, had many interactions with Bruce that shaped who he was as a vigilante. How much force to apply when fighting, what lines to cross, and acceptable codes of conduct were taught to the kid in several instances. It didn't matter that Bruce himself had broken them or that, on very rare occasions, Dick also broke them. They were rules Tim was expected to follow, and they were reasonable lines. Of course, Tim did everything he could to meet those standards. He may have trained with Lady Shiva, and YJ may get into so whacky ordeals, but there's no excuse to go outside of those bounds.

It became difficult, though, when Jason beat Tim into the floor of Titan's Tower. When Jason, after hurting several family members, was welcomed back. It became a strain on Tim when Bruce enacted the 16th Birthday present fiasco or Tim found out about what the man had done to Dick (the bruise he left on Dick's face after Jason's passing). It was demanding to follow those rules when Damian came into the picture and when Dick handed him Robin.

When Tim found that painting of Bruce, when Dick and the JL turned their backs on him, when YJ wasn't there to support him, some part of Tim said "fuck it." Why should he follow standards he had to leash Bruce into obeying? The man wasn't even here anymore.

He still tried, but he gave less effort to it. He didn't want Bruce to find out when he returned after all.

But Tim? He never returned from that desert. As far as the Bats become aware after Tim sends them the data for Bruce and then blows up the bases, Tim died in the explosions he caused.

And the rest of the AU goes into Tim exploring how the guidelines Bruce gave him were bullshit, so he slowly starts to let more and more go until he has no moral bounds anymore. He's seen Bruce, Jason, Damian, Barbara, Alfred, and Dick all break one or more of these "rules" that were placed on Tim. So why should Tim go along with it?

What does it matter if he betrays, manipulates, tortures, and kills if it saves the most people? What does it matter if he commits suffering if he's helping people?

Until, one day, Bart and Kon are on the other side of the battlefield from Tim. While Bart is steadfast in defeating Tim (no matter how much it pains him), Kon is devastated that Tim never told him he was alive. He doesn't even care that Tim is a villain. If he had just asked, Kon would've joined him.

It's too late now. Bart needs Tim to stop, Tim can't let Kon join him, and Kon is torn between his duty and his friend.

So Tim does what he always does, he sacrifices himself. He allows them to take him into holding, executes his plan to murder all villains left, places restrictions on the JL (so they'll never hurt anyone the way they hurt Tim and abandoned his friends again), and then Tim disappears. Bart opposing Tim was the sign that Tim was in the wrong. He knows that. If he wasn't, Bart would've been on Tim's side no matter how morally grey he got.

Tim had crossed into the black.

He became what he always feared he might one day be.

[takiflirt]

— jealous first time sex with yuma.

yuma has a jealousy problem, yuma calls you a good girl and baby, unprotected sex, fem reader is a virgin, hope you enjoy. word count: 0.6k

“y/n. come here.” yuma called out to you as you made your way to sit on his lap. you looked back at your boyfriend, if only he knew how much you wanted him to ruin you. you’ve been dating your boyfriend for a few months now. everything has been going perfectly, except one thing. his temper when it comes to jealousy.

it gets bothersome here and there, but if it weren’t for his short temper when it comes to other boys looking your way, he wouldn’t have confessed. he wouldn’t have stolen your first kiss. he wouldn’t even be your boyfriend. so i guess his jealousy isn’t all that bad. i mean, it could even be fun at times like this when you want him to take your virginity.

he looks up at you with cold eyes, waiting for you to start speaking first. seconds pass and he can’t take the silence anymore. “do you have a fucking crush on taki or something?” he asks you. perfect. he’s jealous. you tilt your head slightly, “i don’t know what you’re talking ab-”

he cuts your sentence off and pulls your face closer to his, holding your cheek tightly. “i know what i saw. i saw you two looking at each other earlier.” he places his lips on yours, catching you in surprise. his tongue asserts dominance in your mouth as you moan quietly. “good girl.. only moan like that for me, yeah?”

he lifts you off his lap and places you onto the bed. “please fuck me yuma.” you tell him, looking up at his slick cat eyes, and placing your hands on his shoulders. “fuck y/n..” he groans out as he takes off his shirt, taking off your clothes as well shortly after.

as he moves down to eat you out, a moan slips out of your mouth. “f-fuck, yuma..” you throw your hand over your mouth to muffle your noises, which only causes yuma to grab both of your hands, holding them with his own. “don’t be shy. moan for me y/n” he smirks a bit before going back down to kitty licking your hole. “b-but yuma.. y-your.. members… a-are home…” you try your best to whimper out while yuma takes you to heaven from just sucking on your clit. just trying to imagine what his dick would feel like inside of you was enough to send you into a spiral.

“let them hear you y/n. i need them to know what’s mine.” he places a quick kiss on your lips before inserting his tip inside of you. “you okay baby?” he waited for a nod from you before shoving into you full force. “y-yuma!” you scream out, not expecting him to be this strong. you grip onto his shoulders tighter and break eye contact. he continues to thrust in and out of you, without any mercy.

“y-yuma.. yuma!! fuck!.. yuma!..” your mind started to go blank. who knew sex could feel this good. the only thing in your mind was yuma. “good girl. keep screaming my name.” he continues to thrust into you, not planning on slowing down anytime soon. “f-fuck.. yuma.. please i’m close” you manage to moan out to him regardless of his rapid speed.

he kisses you on your forehead lovingly, “tell me when you’re gonna come, yeah?” you feel yourself reaching your high, and your hands grab onto yuma’s shoulders tighter than before. “y-yuma.. yuma! yuma please!! fuck!..” he speeds up, helping you reach your high faster.

you both look at each other, panting. “t-that.. felt good.. y-yuma…” you say in between breaths. your boyfriend comes closer to you and kisses you softly. you cover your face with your hands as embarrassment starts to flood your brain. yuma kisses you again, “i think tonight just proves you’re mine, right?”

© takiflirt. all rights reserved

[yeowhy]

voicemail. im horny and bored so why not write some gay shit for once - will possibly write more in the future. idk. may possibly become a writing blog as well. not proofread bc I’m dumb, ignore any possible grammar/spelling errors. thanks!! (:

extra. toby isn't my favorite whatsoever, nor do i necessarily like him and i am aware he was removed from the fandom but i had a little brainrot for him so why not.

warnings. p.w.p(p*** w.out plot), softcore(?), masturbation, praising, slight self-degrading (?), slight biting, humping, reader has a dick and is referred to w male nicknames, 2nd POV (sub!reader + dom!toby) FEM DNI

The air in the room felt warm, the soft noises gently echoing around the walls and the slight smell of sweat faint in the air.

You had awoken unbearably horny- it was painfully obvious with the fact that your hard-on was pressing against your pajama pants. It was embarrassing, to say the least. Toby, was asleep soundly next to you. It was starting to feel painful from how horny you were that you weren’t able to go back to sleep.

Slowly, you turned to face away from Toby- gently running a hand up under your shirt to gently toy with your nipples. The soft mewls that escaped made you halt all movements- afraid of being too loud.

Luckily, Toby was still asleep. Slowly, you continued toying and touching your chest. The soft pants turned the whimpers, imagining Toby was the one touching you. It just turned you on even more.

Slowly, you removed your hands from your shirt- trailing them to your pajama pants. They were starting to feel tighter and tighter even though they were fairly loose around your waist. Slowly, you slid them and your boxers down mid-thigh. You could feel your face burning in embarrassment and shame.

Trailing your hand down softly against your skin sent shivers down your spine and legs- squirming slightly. You gently grabbed your member- gasped softly at the slight stimulation it caused. Gently, you began to pump your hand up and down. You covered your mouth, gasping and letting out quiet moans.

“ does my baby feel good?” a voice interrupted, causing you to quickly scramble to cover up all evidence of what you were doing, your hands being grabbed in the process as Toby loomed over next to you.

“ m’ sorry..” you whimpered, your face red. “ i didn’t mean to wake you.” you mumbled softly, whining while squirming in Toby’s grasp.

Toby shh’d you, letting go of your hand so he could use his to gently trace along your waist, hips, and v-line. it all went straight to your dick, gasping softly.

“ do you want me to help you, puppy?” he whispered. his hand trailed lower to take your cock into his hand- moving his hand up to give some friction.

the movement caused a small moan to slip past your lips, nodding enthusiastically. “ yes- please.” your voice faltered with the last word, grinding against his hand before grinding back against tobys crotch.

he audibly whined, moving his hand again to jerk you off. the sensations felt so good, causing quiet moans and pants to echo around the room. “ ngh- ha.. t- toby,” you moaned, thrusting back into his hand. Toby grunted, using his other hand to hold your hip.

“ be patient.” he growled, kissing your neck gently.

“ b- hah.. but it feels so good,” you whimpered. toby stayed focused, continuing to pump your member. slowly, he stopped, to your disappointment. “wh-“

“ sh.” Toby cut you off, moving his hands off you as he sat up in bed. you sat up, resting on your elbows before catching on. you slowly slid your pants and boxers off, climbing into Toby’s lap.

“ good boy.” toby praised, placing his hands onto your hips. you could feel his bulge pressing up against you, straining against his sweatpants.

he began to gently rock you against his hips, grinding against his hard on. he groaned, leaning his head against your shoulder.

Your moans continued again, gasping at the feeling. you began moving your hips yourself, grinding down against toby. It felt so good, the way your cock slid against his clothed one- your precum smearing onto toby’s shirt.

“ do you feel good, darling?” toby asked teasingly, biting down gently on your shoulder. you quickly nodded, humping his crotch in desperation.

“ feels good- so good, toby.” you agreed and held onto his shoulders- leaning forward. the burning feeling and the way your legs twitched and tightened against tobys waist gave the hint that you were getting close.

“ c’mon, cum for me. I know you can, puppy.” His words caused you to continue your humping, looking like a dumb little boy rutting against his partner because he was no self control. it just felt so good.

with Toby’s words echoing around your head, desperately humping toby like you were a dog in heat had you cumming. it smeared slightly onto Toby’s shirt, you gasping before slumping against Toby.

“ good boy.”

[rezonan]

Would the Bat-Clan/Family really be better off without Bruce?

You know. I often hear the critism that Batman raises child soliders or whatever and I happily.... Agree, I mean it's obviously what they are. Kid vigilantes are something that should have become extinct in comics since the 70s but DC kept them. I don't really care cause I love them so much and I don't like to push realism into comics in a world where aliens exist and vigilantes actually work as a method to bring Peace.

What I'm hear to argue about was that Bruce was probably a GOOD(kinda?) thing for them honestly. So let's imagine a world where Batman faced with the opportunity to take in any of these kids as Vigilantes and give them training and tech/supplies refuses or just ignores them or just never even meets them.

You have

Dick - who tried to hunt down Tony Zucco by himself

Barbara - had gone out as Batgirl on her own

Jason - lived on the streets in Gotham, we meet him trying to steal Batman's tires.

Tim - followed Batman and Robin around with a camera for years before being Robin

Damian and Cassandra - both trained assassins since birth

Stephanie - was already already a vigilante before Batman took her in and is the daughter of Cluemaster

Duke - was a member of the Robins gang that tried to keep the piece during Batman's absence.

Leaving out Batwoman and Huntress because I have yet to read through thier stuff(forgive me). Will get there eventually though

Right of the Bat(Pun intended)

Dick is likely dead, let's be real. No 10 to 13 year old is taking down a small gang of criminals without training outside acrobatics. In some versions even his father who had the same exact training plus actual muscle couldn't take them down.

Jason is a 50/50 there is a big chance that he becomes either another criminal in the endless see of early Gotham or a vigilante protecting crime alley and die eventually either way. Sadly there's a bug chance he becomes one of those faceless mooks Bruce punches every now and then. You could argue this is a better fate than his time as Robin and Red Hood but I disagree

Tim probably has the best ending here. He could literally just stop following Batman and have a completely normal life. That or he dies eventually following Batman around.

Barbara has police self defense training and is insanely smart. I actually genuinely think there is a solid chance she survives her time as a vigilante if she plays it safe and picks her battles. Heck if she survives long enough she could even hook up with Huntress or something.

Damian if Bruce rejected him and with no Dick in this world. Not only doesn't become a Robin but either goed back with his mother to satu with the league or becomes a sorta frank Castle style vigilante trying to prove himself to his father.

Cassandra is interesting. Not exactly sure but I think she has a chance to be picked up by some other hero out there that or she straight up gets found by her dad or mom. But if this was a connected world kind thing she probably gets picked up by Huntress and Barbara maybe?

Stephanie imo doesn't last particularly long without sufficient training. Good chance of her dying in a similar way to war games actually (god I hate that story). Again if you see this as a whole world, she probably gets picked up by Huntress and Barbara too.

Duke unless he gets his metahuman ability is pretty surely gonna die eventually. I know the least about him so not much to say here.

I'm incredibly open to arguments against my opinions tho. But I genuinely think Bruce did more good than bad here. Especially with Dick. Who while being dead would never be able to reform Damian or help Bruce chill out during those early years. To talk about how his death would affect stuff like the titans and the wider DC universe.

Damn maybe the guys who say he's the heart of the DC universe have a point.

[sukunastoy]

Nah, I just shared my thirst hehe. Imagine OG Sukuna punish her in his throne, but by eating her out with... "Unique" position, like he was sitting down and she's on his lap, upside down with her cunt right in front of his face, hands and legs all tied up. She already cum for so many times but Sukuna didn't care keep eating her out even when he got visitor and welcoming them

This is Part 2 from the Privilege -> Read part 1 Here!

Masterlist -> Here!

Please enjoy, cause I certainly enjoyed writing this. (╹ڡ╹ )

Pairings: Fem!Reader x Historical AU Sukuna, true form. (Double monster cocks <3.) Wordcount: 2k+ CW/TW: Multiple orgasms, fingering, noncon-con, degradation, implied violence, oral (m. giving/receiving, f. giving/receiving), humiliation kink. Disclaimer: I own nothing of JJK

Comments and Reblogs are much appreciated!

Humiliation

"Oh come now little one, you know the rules."

Your King tutted, looking down on you with that uninterested expression as you wiped the tears from your glossy eyes. He was lounging on his throne rather lazily, side of his head resting on one of his clawed hands, and his legs apart for you to do your job.

It had been a confusing and terrifying time since you arrived here only a couple weeks ago, and up until now your King hadn't made you try to engulf either of his cocks into your mouth.

Apparently just letting him fuck you down into his bed wasn't going to satisfy him enough...not that you're surprised. He was well known to be insatiable.

"I-I can't...I've tried..." "You certainly are not trying enough...need I remind you of your place?"

Coughing again slightly and holding your throat from the soreness, you weakly shook your head. "N-no sir."

"Then do as your told."

His cold tone never ceased to frighten you, and you inhaled deeply before bringing your eyes back to his hardened cocks that were presented in your face. Both already forming little pearly beads of precum again, both twitching slightly with the demand of you taking them down your throat one at a time.

Their length and girth made this task more or less impossible, and each time you tried it left you gagging and choking, tears from the lack of air streaming down your burning, red face.

He had rewarded your recent "good behavior" by allowing you to attempt this demand on your own, and you desperately appreciated it and wanted to please your King... His moments of mercy were incredibly rare, and spoiling this moment could lead to a more troublesome life here.

Clasping your hand onto one of his cocks, -your fingers not even able to wrap around it entirely- you slid your thumb over the swollen tip and took just the head into your mouth.

Letting your tongue swirl around the slit to consume the salty lubricant, you made sure your other hand took hold of his second cock, dare not leaving it unattended. They were so thick and warm, full with as much blood as possible to keep them almost painfully erect. Allowing the saliva in your mouth to gather, you hoped to use it as a lubricant for shoving him in farther. He didn't say exactly how far he wanted you to go, but you assumed it to be until your nose was scrunched against his pubic bone, and even then, it probably wasn't enough for your King.

Your glossy eyes looked up to his for only a second, searching for satisfaction, needing that validation as you invited more of his member into your warm and wet mouth. Of course none was given, and you were left to wonder if your advancement was even appeasing him in the slightest.

The empty and bored expression he had while looking at you pained you deeply, but it also encouraged you to continue as you yearned to see him satisfied. Being one of the rare women he chose to keep in his harem, it would be severely disrespectful to not do everything in your power to please him.

As the head of his dick hit the back of your throat, you internally whined, witnessing how much more you still had to get your mouth around and it made you gag and choke, forcing you to pull back instantly. You heard his harsh 'tsk' as you were doubled over and coughing, saliva dripping out of your mouth and off the end of his cock.

"I'm not pleased..." he drawled, turning his head to let out a bored sigh.

Your body could only react by trembling to his words, as not pleasing the King was a terrifying thing. Immediately you dropped your hands and face to the floor in a respectful bow, hoping he would not carelessly discard you like he had done with that guard upon your arrival here. When you heard him rise from his seated position, a weak whimper left your throat as you worried about his next decision.

Of course, you were expecting him to lock you away as he had done to others before, or simply kill you due to boredom, but instead, your King had a different idea.

It hadn't taken him long to realize how embarrassed you got with an audience, especially when he was satisfying himself with your body. You didn't like the attention, the eyes watching or ears being able to listen to him fucking you mercilessly as you moaned and wailed like a cheap whore on his dicks. It made you so ashamed, so uncomfortable and even dirty.

A few days after your arrival, while he was lounging along the covered walkway to the courtyard of his estate, he had called for you specifically to come join him. Of course you immediately did as you were told, bowing before your King and taking your place next to him as he watched some of his servants tend to the gardens and other scenery the courtyard offered. Of course it was a wonderful day to have them work, as there was no rain, little wind, and the flowers and other plants were in full bloom at the moment.

The peacefulness of it all kept you relaxed as you sat next to him, no words being exchanged and the moment was rather serene. At least...for a little while.

A short time after you arrived, you were pulled into his lap with two of his arms, as his other two hands started to undo his own garments. Of course, questioning his actions wasn't anything you dared to do, but the look of horror on your face was enough for him to notice you weren't comfortable with this scenario.

And being the horrid King of Curses, it only amused him.

"Oh my, are you shy?" His deep chuckle of interest rumbled in his chest as hands now pulled your garments off with ease. Your eyes had searched back behind you for a second, seeing the amount of servants and wandering curses who took a few glances up to the situation and your whole body swelled with an embarrassed heat.

And of course, he demanded they watch. Watch as he dominated your smaller body, turning your cries and sobs of pain into howling moans of pleasure. When in his personal room, you weren't as embarrassed or distressed, but having all of those eyes watch you get fucked without mercy into that wooden pathway was terrorizing.

His large fingers curled into your hair, yanking your head up from its submission to look at him. The devious grin that spread his lips made your body quake without control, his four eyes wrinkled in excitement with the lewd thoughts in his mind.

"You wish to waste my time? Speak your pathetic requests before I rid of your bothersome presence..."

The trembling village leader at the entrance of Sukuna's throne room kept their eyes fixated on the floor before walking in, feeing anxious in this situation... Was the King wanting to be watched? Of course he did...why would someone like Ryoumen Sukuna NOT want an audience while putting his little pet in her place? Like enjoying a fine wine, the flat of Sukuna's tongue went across the lips of your fluttering pussy that was still spasming from the orgasm he forced out of you. With your hips resting just at his collar bone, legs draped over his shoulders, and your chest pushing against his abdomen, Sukuna had every bit of access to your most sensitive places as he remained lounged in his throne.

"O-Our village has the ability to offer more sacrifices and offerings this season...w-we wanted to repay your blessings with abundance..."

It would be foolish to keep the extra blessings to themselves...though Sukuna may have allowed them better access to food, water, and gave protection, it didn't mean they could keep it all and be greedy. Some villages did, and they didn't exist much longer after doing so...

The loud and sloppy 'pop' that echoed through the throne room made the villager look up in your direction quickly and you whined while gasping for air, finally having a moment to pull your mouth away from the cock that was lodged deep inside your throat.

"Have you ever seen such a desperate harlot?" Your King mused while looking down to the villager, his large hand tangling itself into your hair again making you gasp and panic.

"N...No, Sir, I haven't..." The villager replied, dropping his gaze again quickly. Was he even allowed to be seeing one of Sukuna's women? Normally they were only for the kings eyes and those who tended to the estate. An outsider would be considered too unworthy...

"She practically douses herself simply from choking on my cocks...she truly is one of my most delicious whores." Sukuna chuckled rudely while guiding your mouth back to one his constant demanding erections. "And you'll be wise to watch her please me..."

The way he was leaning back in his throne, you'd still be able to lift your head enough to see ahead of you while servicing your King...and he certainly made sure you were watching whoever came into his presence as well.

Of course, this wasn't the last villager that would come in...more village leaders or lesser curses would make their way into the King's throne room when called upon, some watching the scene with clear jealousy as you moaned like a wanton whore with one of Sukuna's fat cocks in your mouth. Despite his insults and subjugation to this treatment, the way his split tongue burrowed its way into your pussy had you squirming and creaming for more.

His large fingers caressed themselves through your hair as he made sure your gaze stayed up to whoever came in to witness the scene, and your face burned red as a hot summer day from embarrassment. At least he was merciful enough to allow you moments to breathe when he felt your body tense up harshly from desperation.

Somehow...Sukuna had yet to release this entire time, though you knew he was being pleased by the deep vibrations of his throaty groans every time you found the ability to swallow him down your throat just a little farther. Alternating between his jealous cocks had him sighing in such elation and there were moments he would lean his head back while two of his hands caressed over your body, fingers kneading into your flesh as he enjoyed himself. However, with each visitor that came in, starting to grovel and plead their desperate needs, your King would have you shaking and drooling down his cocks while he ate your pussy out so generously, lapping up your arousal without shame as visiting eyes watched both him and you.

Sometimes he would be conversing with someone casually, and to keep you constantly stimulated, he would stuff two or three of his thick fingers down into your exhausted cavern, forcing more shocks of ecstasy through your body. His lazy movements made your humiliating lust swell, the gummy walls of your cunt gripping around his digits tightly, pulsing with your heartbeat and making you shudder. As the pads of his fingers expertly caressed the spongy internal flesh, you couldn't resist your head jerking up from his cock as you screamed through another orgasm.

In the middle of your release, when your mouth was hung open and your tongue drooling down onto his twitching cocks, Sukuna held onto your hair tightly to keep your head up, forcing you to release your moans through the room. Whoever was in there at the moment was also commanded to watch, and you sobbed simultaneously, unable to stop your shaky orgasm despite having an audience.

"You love pleasing your King, don't you?" He tutted between hungry licks inside of your sopping heat and what else could you do besides nod obediently? Maybe there was a bit of truth in his statement...

Apart from being witnessed by villagers and lesser curses, it was no less an honor to be the thing pleasing the feared King of Curses.

As your entire body convulsed against his, two of his hands continued their caressing movements across your skin, holding you close as you struggled through yet another high. With the heavy blush that was now warming your face, you were left dazed and entrapped by bliss as he hungrily swirled his deviled tongue inside your pussy, consuming your juices with haste. 

Your own tangy secretions were becoming a delicacy for him, and he'd practically lick you dry each time you spilled out onto his tongue and chin. 

Of course...after the last villager had finally left his throne room, Sukuna decided it was high time to have ultimate fun with his overly exhausted toy. You weren't even sure how many times he made you constrict around his warm tongue or thick fingers, but your head felt heavy and your whole body seemed to feel as if you were floating as he picked you up into his arms, standing and orientating you properly so you were carried like a delicate little thing in his arms. 

Your face instinctively nuzzled into his warm chest that was exposed from his slightly parted kimono, and his chuckle vibrated into your cheek. Looking down to your flushed and teary face, he let a wicked grin stretch his lips. 

"I've been kind to you today, have I not, little one?"

Though you couldn't consider him kind for making you the spotlight of entertainment while he dealt with pleading subordinates, you certainly wouldn't deny his mercy for only doing this to you. Some of his women who angered him met much more excruciating fates, ones you were terrified of as it wasn't a swift ending for them. 

No...the King loved to punish those, loved to drag out their pain and suffering. He wouldn't just let them go or kill them without having fun first...and his kind of fun was one you wanted nothing to do with. 

"You have...thank you sir..." your quiet voice came out as best as it could, still overly exhausted from his previous ministrations to your swollen and still dripping cunt. 

"I'll offer you another extension of my mercy..." he cooed while laying you down onto the floor with two of his hands, the others now undressing himself. Your glossy eyes watched him momentarily, still not daring to look up to his eyes directly if you didn't need to. 

But you watched him look ahead and lift one of his arms, as if signaling someone to do something. And with instant horror, you heard a multitude of footsteps emerge from behind you, and very quiet clamoring amongst all the voices you had previously heard when they entered the throne room one at a time to beg their King for some kind of need or mercy. 

"Spread those pretty legs for me, little one..."

I hope everyone enjoyed~💖

Masterlist -> Here!

Choking on Daddy's fat cocks (even with an audience) would certainly be more of a fun-ishment than a punishment. 👅🍆

Someone may certainly send another anon ask/request to keep this little story going. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) How should the King play with you (his toy) next?

[kpopsexstories]

QUICK FIX #12: RIIZE Sohee shoves his dick down your throat until you gag

Member: RIIZE Sohee

Content: Blowjob, Cum in mouth

Type: MEDIUM

Word Count: 560

This story is part of my Quick Fix Dirty Kpop Imagines series. Check it out for more smut and other members and groups 😊

Sohee is towering over you as you lay naked on your back. He's got a knee on either side of your chest, and his hands firmly planted on the wall above your head.

Your hands are on his thighs and ass, and his shaft is in your mouth. He moans as you bob your head back and forth on the pillow, sucking his hard cock. You lick and kiss the head, and wrap your lips around the shaft. He's loving it, and so are you.

“Fuck yeah,” he says and thrusts into your mouth. “Damn baby, you're a natural!”

The more pleasure he experiences, the deeper he pushes his cock inside you. And the deeper he goes, the more pleasure your mouth and tongue gives him. It's an upward spiral, until you have to stop to avoid gagging.

Sohee, however, shows no signs of slowing down. His movements become rougher and more abrupt. He picks up the pace as he fucks your mouth, straightens his back and tightens his ass cheeks in your hands. His chest moves closer the wall and his pelvis closer to your face. He fucks your face as deep as he possibly can.

When the shaft rubs against your uvula, and the head goes down your throat, you've reached your limit. You gag with a sudden gurgle, and quickly push back on Sohee's hips.

“Sorry baby,” he says above you. “You just feel so good, I can't help it.”

He slows down, and sticks his ass out to find the perfect distance for both of you to enjoy the experience. In and out he keeps thrusting, stopping just short of your limit.

The head rubs against the ceiling of your mouth. When he's found a good angle and rhythm, you start bobbing your head again. You wrap your lips tighter around the shaft, and play with your tongue around the head. Your saliva serves as a perfect lubricant, making Sohee moan and groan.

“I'm gonna come,” he suddenly warns. “Do you want me to pull out?”

You try to speak, and start to giggle when you can't get the words out. Instead, you shake your head when he looks down to get a response.

Sohee smiles back at you. The sight of your face between his legs, and his cock going in and out of your mouth, excites him.

He looks back up at the wall, closes his eyes and picks up the pace again. With each forward motion of his ass and hips, he pants a little faster.

"Ahh, ahh, fuck babe!" he says. "Ah, ah, ah, fuuck, I'm coming!"

Eventually, his face twists and he lets out a long moan.

The cum shoots out into your mouth. The salty liquid falls onto your tongue, and flows down your throat. You grab the root of the shaft to control the movements, and prevent Sohee from causing you to gag again, when his body shakes and jolts from the orgasm.

"Uuhg, fuuck," he groans as he empties himself inside you.

When it's all over, he relaxes his muscles and pants heavily into the wall. He looks down and smiles at you, as you lick and suck his cock to soak up every last drop of sperm.

“Damn baby,” he says, while his chest and stomach moves in and out with each deep breath. “You're freaking amazing!”

[tizzyizzy]

When Izzy Enthusiasts argue with Izzy Misunderstanders, I can almost see the IMs shaking their heads in disbelief. How, they wonder, can IEs refuse to see what is in front of their faces?

What Izzy Misunderstanders don't understand is that the vast majority of Izzy Enthusiasts know Izzy is a dick.

We disagree on two points.

Izzy's level of dickishness relative to other characters in the show and the specific ways in which he is a dick.

For example, an IM might come out of ep4 thinking Ed is charming and fun, while Izzy is a mean jerk who is always yelling at people. Said IM might say Izzy is a worse person than Ed, morally speaking. But doing that means ignoring that...

Ed ordered this attack which benefited none of the crew, only himself. Three men died for a whim.

Despite being friendly with the crew, Ed was down for murdering them just like Izzy.

Ed intentionally keeps information from Izzy, a crew member, causing him emotional distress and preventing Ed's mistake from being caught.

Izzy is the one who brings up the dead men as a point of concern.

Izzy ends up doing extra work, whether that's asking for a plan or managing the crew, because Ed is with Bonnet.

Now, does Izzy act like an asshole in general in the episode? Absolutely. But so does Ed, and a real argument can be made that Ed's recklessness and lack of care had much greater consequences than Izzy's yelling.

Then there is the matter of the ways Izzy is a dick. IMs see Izzy yelling and causing problems and say, "This is because he wants to hurt others for no reason."

But effect and motivation are not the same. Izzy almost always has some greater goal in mind when he behaves badly, sometimes even a positive one. There's a difference between yelling at people to do stuff because you're a pirate and first mate and this is your job, and doing so because you want to hurt someone's feelings. There's a difference between killing your captain's boyfriend because you're afraid he's being seduced into a relationship that will ultimately hurt and weaken him and doing so because you just want him to be unhappy.

"But," IMs say, "the consequences are the same!"

Yeah? No one said Izzy wasn't an asshole who never does shitty things, at least not unironically. And let's not pretend that this argument isn't applied selectively. Many IMs who condemn Izzy will give every justification imaginable for why circumstances made their blorbo's bad choice forgiveable.

[midisdying]

Ok. Hear me out!

ME3 Sleep deprived MShepard shenanigans and very brief Mshenko.

I had this idea for a long time now and I need to let it out. I haven't written anything in a while so you will have to excuse me poor writing skills...

I just wanted some fluff ok?!

AND IF THERE ISN'T NONE I'LL MAKE IT MYSELF!

also Happy late N7 day ppl!

_________________________________

It wasn't unusual to see Commander Shepard hanging around random areas of the Normandy. Talking to his crew or just doing paper work.

When asked why he wouldn't make use of his personal quarters he'd say it helped him stay focused and awake. The only thing he'd skip over was the amount of time he'd actually stay awake for. Like the time while still working for Cerberus, Shepard had stayed awake for three days in a row (against the very sound medical advice of Dr. Chakwas) before the Normandy's first touchdown on Tuachanka.

Nevertheless, Shepard knew his limit and upon reaching it he would head back to his quarters for a few hours of rest before repeating the cycle.

So to say that finding their CO passed out at one of the mess hall tables was a bit of a surprise to some of the lower rank crew members of the Normandy would be an understatement.

"He's been out for a while now, hasn't he?" Garuss asked, joining the little circle of some of the oldest members of the Normandy crew that had gathered around the table occupied by Shepard's slumped body. Others either actively avoiding or sending curious glances towards the group.

"I guess even that abomination couldn't keep him up at this point. Swear I saw him adding three tablespoons of coffee into that thing last night.” Kaidan said while taking a long, disgusted look at the cup standing not too far from Shepard's face.

"Good thing then that he has all those cybernetics, otherwise his heart might’ve stopped. Again." Joker mentioned sitting at the opposite side of the table.

"Should we do anything? Like wake him up? I can't imagine that this is the most comfortable sleeping position for humans.” Tali spoke up, turning her head towards Liara who just came up behind her.

"I suppose we could, but we could also get some markers, or if we're feeling especially mean-"

"Not if we don't want to get a biotic throw to the face as soon as he wakes up, we don't." Kaidan swiftly interrupted whatever Joker was about to suggest.

"Yeah, you'd know something about that, right? Cause you know, you almost shot him."

"You're never going to let that go, are you?" Kaidan looked back at Joker who was mildly amused by the major's irritation.

"Can we backtrack a bit? Why markers? What would we even do with them?" Garrus spoke up before the two could start anything else.

"I assume that Jeff and Major Alenko are talking about a form of a popular hazing prank done by humans in which the sleeping person, in most cases, has their face drawn on or covered with various usually viscous substances. Like toothpaste, soap, whipped cream, or glue.” Explained EDI.

There was a moment of silence where the non-human crew looked at eachother and then at the two awake humans in the room. Liara first broke the quiet atmosphere.

"That seems… incredibly childish."

"Yeah, it does." Garrus agreed then added "SO, where do we keep the markers?"

The asari turned her gaze towards the former C-Sec officer with a disappointed expression. "You can't be serious about this.”

"Come on, Liara, it'll boost morale." Garrus said trying to jokingly convince the asari into joining the mischief.

"Can we draw something nice, though?" asked Tali.

"You can draw whatever you want, Tali" Joker answered slowly standing up from the table.

"You're really going to let them do this, EDI?" Kaiden asked, making his voice a bit louder, even though he knew he didn't really need to.

"I am taking this as an opportunity to expand my knowledge on organic humor."

"Just no dicks, alright?" He said mainly looking at Joker in mild defeat.

For now Joker staggered over to the medbay to ask Dr. Chakwas about the markers, Tali and Garuss disappeared to ask about them in the crew’s quarters, and Liara went back to her room in search of something. Kaiden was left alone in the mess hall with his sleeping boyfriend.

He brought himself to sit in a chair closer to Shepard, looking over his relaxed form. It was a rare sight these days. Understandably, with what felt like the entire galaxy pushing down on the commanders shoulders. He slowly reached out to delicately caress Shapars cheek, to which he unconsciously leaned into the touch. Kaiden slightly startled that he accidentally woke up his lover retreated his hand but even after a minute of stillnes Shepard hasn't shifted. The only noticeable movement was his chest slightly rising and falling with every breath.

The major sat back for a moment taking in the sight before him then stood up taking the cup, containing the now cold, disgusting beverage, to dispose of it. He may love this man, but he definitely doesn't approve of his taste in coffee.

Three hours later Shepard woke up to a glass of water and a ration bar with a note from Kaidan, a blanket he saw laying on Liaras bed during one of their often talks, as well as a surprising amount of doodles on his face in blue, red, and black marker.

[elonmuskfanfics]

The 3rd Night - Part 10 Pure Love

Elon was sobbing at this point, and I felt bad. “Shh, baby… Don't cry,” I whisper to him and tenderly kiss his tear-streaked cheeks. I ran my hand through his hair, which was now sticky from all his sweating, and undid the gag that I had over his mouth, of which I next gave a passionate French kiss. 

He moaned as I kissed him, I looked down for a second to see his cock was still rock hard, throbbing, and covered in precum. “I'm going to let you go now,” I whisper in a seductive voice in his ear. “Oh baby, please. I can't take this anymore.” he replied with a shaky choked up voice. 

First, I unbound his legs, then the rest of his upper body. Then I wrapped my arms around him and sat on his lap, straddling him. His big dick was pressing against my hot moist core and the sensation of feeling him there was intense enough to make me moan. 

Elon still had tears in his eyes, then he looked at me with the most innocent gaze I’d ever seen. His eyes, they are something else. A window to his very soul. When you look at them, you can see everything about him, all his past joys and sorrows. 

“You have beautiful eyes,” I tell him, to which he smiles, and blushes a bit. “So are yours,” he replies and leans in to kiss me. 

The basement was rather chilly and he was so warm. Elon started to slowly rock his hips which caused his cock to slide back and forth beneath me which gave me an amazing sensation. “Don’t stop, Elon… mmh.”

His actions were making me moan, as I loved what he was doing. Elon slid his tongue deep into my mouth and we remained this way for some time. 

Soon, he picked me up, and got out of the chair. He walked over to a far corner of the room, where there was a washer and dryer. There was a laundry hamper full of clean clothes that he flipped over and scattered across the floor making them into what appeared to be a sort of nest. 

“I want to lay you down, but not on the cold floor, thus I figured this will do,” he whispers in my ear as he lays me down atop the spread out clothes. 

They were his clothes, I smelled his scented laundry detergent. 

Elon then lied down next to me and rolled onto his back. Looking at me with lustful eyes, he says “Love me,” in a tone of voice that nearly sounded like he was pleading. 

I crawl on top of him and rub my body over his. Pressing myself onto him felt amazing, like it was almost as there was this electromagnetism between us. I centered myself onto his throbbing member, and pressed my wet pussy against him. 

Elon wrapped one arm around my torso and the other below my rump so he could push me onto him even more. “Oh Elon! You feel so good,” I groan, “Baby, this is just the beginning,” he grins as he begins to push his dick inside of me. “Your so fucking huge!” I gasp as he continues to slowly slide into me. “Heh, your way tighter than I ever imagined!” Elon grunts and then pushes me down the rest of the way onto his giant manhood. 

Once he was all the way in, he began to rock me with his hips and held me as tight as a boa constrictor. The skin of his girthy member felt as soft as the finest silk as he slowly thrusts into me. I nestled my face into his neck and just lay there for a while, enjoying the sensations he was giving me and breathing in his scent, which smells what I only could describe as heavenly. 

“I love you,” Elon whispers into my ear and then kisses my cheek. Hearing those words come from his mouth really touched me in a way that ended up bringing on tears, “I love you too.”  

“Why are you crying,” he asks with a concerned look on his face, “love, if it hurts just tell me and I’ll stop.” “No, that isn’t it. You feel amazing.  I’m just happy I guess… I’ve never felt this way before… I’ve never done this before...”  “You’re a virgin?” he asks with a dumbfounded expression. “Yeah…” I admit. 

“I thought you were some sort of kinky hoe when you had me tied up, but I guess I was wrong about the hoe part,” Elon snickers. “Shut up you troll,” I laugh and begin to kiss him again. 

We kept a nice and easy pace for what felt like an eternity. But soon enough, Elon was beginning to fall over the edge. He had flipped me onto my back and was now on top of me. He was quickening his pace and was covering my face and neck with tender kisses. He trailed his mouth down to my left breast to which he then began to suckle. 

The sensation I felt made me squirm beneath him, but he used his weight to constrict me. “Just relax, love,” he whispers as he goes to give my right breast some attention. So I relaxed, and found his actions to be rather pleasurable after a while. 

Elon then drops my breast and then looks up at me with a smug grin on his lips. “I want to try something.” “What?” I ask. He raises a brow and flashes a smile that was so hot it would make the icecaps melt in a second, “position 69.”

“Oh damn. I should’ve known this was coming…” I think to myself and grin.

“I’ve always wanted to try it. Sadly I guess all my past partners couldn’t handle the idea of deep-throating my cock while I drink the nectar of their pussy. Haha…” he laughs, but then his voice and expression shift to a mixture of disappointment and sadness, “so they all turned me down… and I don’t expect you to accept, I just was wondering if-“

I planted my lips on Elon’s once again and I reached up my hands to run my fingers through his silky brown hair. Elon moaned into the kiss of which I soon broke, “I would love to try it,” I smile.

After our kiss, we got into the position. Elon was beneath me, face in the direction of my rear, while my face was towards his huge penis that was still red, erect, and still oozing precum. I began licking the tip of his cock which caused him to moan and then grabbed my ass with his huge hands. The next thing I knew I could feel his warm tongue pressing against my wet entrance. It felt kinda weird at first, but then he started licking me, and then it felt so fucking good. 

I then took Elon’s whole member into my mouth and sucked him. I had never tasted precum before, but to my surprise it tasted a little sweet. So I kept sucking him, bobbing my head up and down, and sliding my tongue all over him. 

Elon was moaning into my pussy, he grabbed my butt harder and pressed his face into me hard as he could. “Damn, either I’m making him feel really good, or he likes how I taste.”

We kept this up until we were both feeling like we might orgasm. I thought we’d keep going, but Elon stopped and took me up so that I was straddling his lap. “I want to cum in that tight little pussy of yours,” he growls, and pulls me in for a deep fiery kiss and slides his member into me.

He rocked me over his hips and eventually pinned me down on my back. His thrusts were strong and shook my body with nothing but pleasure. “Oh baby, you’re so fucking amazing! Oh love! Mmmmnh!” He groans. 

We were going crazy for each other, and the basement area was filled with the ambiance of deep-throated groaning and breathy moaning. At the volume of the sounds we were producing during our love-making session, it bewildered me as to why nobody could hear us. Or maybe they did and knew it was Elon and didn’t want to get fired. 

Honestly, I could care less if people heard. Let the world know I’m fucking the most loving, most beautiful, sexiest man in the galaxy. 

“Mmmmhhh, harder, Daddy Musk,” I whisper seductively into Elon’s ear. “Oh honey, I’ll fuck you till your sore,” he grunts and speeds up his thrusts even faster. 

He was hammering me as deep as my little pussy would allow, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer if he kept this up. “Elon, I’m going to-“ “Shhhh… come for me. Come for Daddy,” he says and kisses me passionately. 

His words drove me over the moon. And before I knew it, I came so hard. and at the same moment, he did too, pouring his hot creamy fluid within me. 

I felt like I was in heaven. It was like there was this light all around us. I never wanted this moment to end. “I love you. And always will,” Elon whispers and we kiss once again. 

We remained entangled with each other for god knows how long. Just cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to each other. 

Eventually, I must have fallen asleep. Because when I woke up, I wasn’t lying on the floor with Elon. In fact, I had no idea where I was.

I had to let my eyes adjust to the darkness, then I realized I was home in my room. Confused, I lean over and check my clock, which reads 8:47 PM. Looking down at my clothes, they were still the same clothes I was wearing when I last lied down to go to sleep yesterday night. 

Did Elon bring me here? How the hell did I get home and not remember? I think to myself. Realizing the time, I had to get my shit together and get to work. I'll just find something to eat there or something. 

After brushing my hair, washing my face and putting on some light makeup, I ran out to my Camaro, got in, and drove away. Once I got to the SpaceX building, I walked in the front door as I usually do and most of the employees were heading home. I'd wait another hour before sneaking into the dining hall and kitchen to scavenge for a small dinner. 

Once the time hit 9:00 PM, everyone had left, except for Elon, I assume, because he stays in his office unless he needs to be out of town. 

In the kitchen, I looked around for leftovers, and found a large salad in the fridge along with some chicken legs. What the cooks do is they make the daily meals for the workers and any leftovers get saved that were untouched. 

After I ate my fill, I cleaned up after myself, then went to the security office. While at my desk, my mind flashed back to the events of last night that took place between Elon and I in the basement. 

But as I looked at the monitor, I noticed the date. It was still Sunday. What the hell? How is that possible? Then it dawned on me. All the events that took place were a dream. Just another one of my hyper-realistic dreams. I also recalled the key I needed to return to Elon. So I got up from my desk and decided to go give it to him. If he was here that is. 

On my way to his office, I couldn't help but feel so stupid to think my dream was true and that Elon would even touch me let alone fuck me to oblivion.

I also remembered I had attempted to commit suicide. Like I'd do that. I've given the concept thought tons of times, but when it comes to actually taking action, I can't. I get depressed a lot, and think all is lost and I'll never be loved one minute, and the next I'm fine. So stupid…

Once I was standing in front of the door to Elon’s office, I knocked, and to my surprise I heard him tell me to come in. Upon opening the door, I see him at his desk, back turned to me. He was typing something up on his computer, maybe an email. Who knows. I then cautiously walk up beside him and take the key out of my pocket. “Found this after you came to talk to me in my office the other night. Though you may have dropped it because it isn't mine. And it wasn't in there before you came in to see me,” I say. 

Elon pauses his work and turns in his chair to face me. He holds out his large hand and I carefully dropped the key into it. “Ah, the basement key! I thought I had lost my mind because I swore I put it into my pocket,” he says and then feels his pants. Which my gaze followed and I couldn't help but notice the slight bulge in between his big long legs. 

His black jeans fit tightly to his body right now because they're a bit small. Elon’s gained a bit of weight, but not crazy big. He's just wider, and kinda thicc. Because of his wideness, he had to stand up just to fit his big ass hand into the pocket of his pants. And damn was he taller than me when he stood up. I felt so small in his presence. 

“Aww man, there's a hole,” he signs as he feels the small opening in the pocket. “Guess I’ll just keep the key in my desk,” he sighs and then opens the main drawer, dropping the key into a small holster on the inside. 

The end, for now. (Might add more one day... Might not...)

I love you, Elon

Yours Truly,

Sadrael

[cobrakaisb]

soulmates

requested: yes by an anon

summary: when wizards turn eleven they receive a connection with their soulmate; your’s happens to be pain.  

warnings: muggleborn!reader, theo is lowkey a dick but not really, got kinda sad (and way out of hand) 

word count: 3,127 (my longest imagine)

it first happened when you were eleven, just after you’d received your hogwarts letter. you didn’t really notice the bruises forming along your arms as you played outside in the garden with your younger sibling. “y/n! what happened?” your mother demanded as you came inside for dinner. “nothing why?” you mumbled, washing your hands at the kitchen sink. “look at your arms! did you fall outside and get hurt?” she continued, setting the pan down on the table to come and examine your arms. 

it was then that you noticed the deep purple bruises scattered up and down your arms. your mouth fell open in shock. you hadn’t fallen outside, not since yesterday when you scraped your knee, but even then you didn’t bruise your arms. “i don’t know mum! they just appeared there i swear,” you explained, pleading with your eyes for her to believe you. your mother sucked her teeth, but didn’t say anything in response, gently shaking her head side to side. 

when you went to hogwarts your friends hannah and susan told you all about soulmates. “every wizard has one,” susan explained, as the three of you climbed up the stairs to the library. “your connection doesn’t come until you both get your hogwarts letter though,” hannah continued and you nodded your head in understanding. “does that mean you guys get bruises too?” you asked curiously. their eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “what are you talking about?” susan asked, and now your eyebrows were furrowed. “well everyone’s connection is different. maybe you have the pain connection,” hannah mumbled, but it didn’t sound too convincing. 

from that moment forward, you and your soulmate, whoever they may be, were connected through each other's pain. when they got hurt, the injury appeared shortly after on your body. you didn’t know if when you got hurt the same thing happened to them because no one that you knew had the same connection as you. then umbridge arrived, and as cruel as she was, it was the perfect opportunity for you to find your soulmate. 

---

the walls shook behind nigel as he stood across from harry. everyone turned around, slowly backing away from the wall to the room of requirement. “what’s happening?” you asked, whispering to zach, who was standing next to you. “i don’t know,” he mumbled, slightly angling himself in front of you. after several more bangs, the wall came crashing down, revealing umbridge, filch, her inquisitorial squad, and a crying marietta with the word sneak written across her face.

all it took was one look from umbridge, and her slytherin goonies were entering the room, seizing people one by one. somebody grabbed your arm rather harshly and you flinched, trying to pull away from them. this only caused them to tighten their grip on you. “stop moving,” the boy growled, never once letting up his hold on your bicep. “you’re hurting me,” you said, but it came out in a pained whimper. he ignored you as he dragged you out of the room of requirement and into the room where umbridge would begin questioning students. 

the process was long and tedious, but no one was willing to give away the information that umbridge was requesting. you suspected that some were scared of the jinx that hermione had placed on everyone while others were just so loyal that they weren’t willing to give any information to umbridge. you didn’t want to give any information away, but you were fairly new to magic, despite being in your fifth year, and had no clue what type of tricks umbridge would be pulling. the ravenclaw boy before you stepped out of the room, walking over to you. “if she offers you a drink, refuse,” he whispered as the inquisitorial squad members ushered him away. “go,” one of the boys commanded and you gulped before entering the pink room of doom. 

---

“she must’ve been in potter’s stupid club,” malfoy grumbled, looking at theo, who was examining the words now engraved on the back of his hand. this was the first major injury from his soulmate that he’d received. of course there were the occasional bruises and scrapes, but nothing this serious. 

“i guess. or maybe she just got in trouble?” theo asked, but he wasn’t really expecting his friends to answer. draco rolled his eyes at the brunette's words. “yeah because the same message that appeared on all the kids in that stupid group ran by that stupid potter showing up on your hand is a complete coincidence and not at all related to the major punishment that umbridge just dished out,” draco exclaimed sarcastically. “i never said it was a coincidence,” theo mumbled, cheeks slightly rosy from his friends mocking.

what theo didn’t understand was why his soulmate was participating in this group in the first place. was she that worried about you-know-who? was she just looking for an excuse to practice her magic? it just didn’t add up to him, but one thing was cleared up. whoever her soulmate was, she wasn’t a slytherin because none of them in their right mind would want to be associated with potter. 

--

you were sitting in charms, jotting down notes on the piece of paper in front of you. your injured hand was wrapped haphazardly, sitting freely on the desk. out of the corner of your eye, you could see your desk partner shooting worried glances at it. in all your years at hogwarts, you’d never once spoken to theodore nott aside from forced group work. he was your charms partner, and while he was rude and snarky with others, he’d never given you a reason to hate him. the two of you had a functioning relationship, one that allowed you to work together without labeling each other as a friend. it was weird for him to keep glancing at your hand. 

“everything okay?” you whispered, pulling his attention from your hand to your face. you sucked in a breath as his hazel eyes met yours, and you found yourself wondering if he’s always been this pretty. theodore didn’t answer, he just looked at you with an unreadable expression on his face. “i asked if everything was okay?” you repeated after clearing your throat. “you should get that checked out,” he said, gesturing to your hand. feeling self conscious, you pulled your hand a bit closer to you. “i’m fine thanks,” you mumbled, going back to your notes. 

“it wasn’t a suggestion. go get it checked out,” he replied, jaw clenched. you rolled your eyes at his words. “and i’m telling you that i’m fine thanks,”  you said, meeting his determined gaze with an annoyed glance. theodore’s jaw clenched even more at your words. “fine. i guess i’ll just have to take you myself,” he answered harshly, and once again you rolled your eyes. you didn’t think he was serious because the two of you barely spoke to each other, so what was with his sudden interest in you?

professor flitwick ended the lesson, and you stood up, gathering your belongings. theodore hovered by your side as you packed your things. “what is it nott?” you asked, looking at him in exasperation. “i’m waiting to take you to madam pomfrey’s since you can’t be trusted to go alone,” he answered. “i already told you--” you started but he sent you a challenging look. at this point he was not going to let up, so you agreed. “fine,” you replied, turning to leave the classroom, theodore hot on your heels. 

the two of you shouldered your way past the crowds in the hallway, making your way towards the staircase to the hospital wing. the hospital wing came into sight and a wave of nervousness suddenly washed over you. you gulped, looking for an escape route. theo, who seemed to sense your hesitation, grabbed your wrist, keeping you firmly in your spot next to him. his eyes searched yours in a questioning manner. “she said not to come. i don’t want more trouble,”  you mumbled, looking anxiously at the two slytherins positioned outside of the hospital wing doors. their silver inquisitorial badges shining brightly in the hallway lighting.  

theodore’s eyebrows furrowed at your words. “i’m not following,” he confessed, gaze never once leaving yours. you swallowed before repeating your words from earlier. “who said this to you?” theodore asked, anger prominent in his voice. “umbridge. she said we weren’t allowed to go see madam pomfrey after,” you replied, looking down at your shoes. “that’s absurd and her punishments are barbaric. this is barely legal,” theodore ranted, fuming, voice getting progressively louder as he spoke. 

the slytherin guard dogs’ attention was now solely focused on the two of you. “what’s going on over here? she giving you trouble nott?” one of the boys asked, walking over to the two of you. theodore shook his head no, grabbing your hand in his. “just taking a friend to the nurse, she wasn’t feeling well in charms. right love?” he lied, and your heart fluttered at the nickname. “right. i feel so nauseous, could puke at any second really,” you continued, putting a hand on your stomach and fake gagging for dramatic effect. the boy looked disgusted, ushering the two of you along to madam pomfrey. 

“ms. y/l/n, mr. nott. what seems to be the problem?” she asked upon your arrival into the room. “y/n needs you to check out her hand. she recently had a run in with umbridge,” theodore explained, silently telling you to show her your hand. madam pomfrey gasped at the sight, inspecting the open wound on your hand. “how long ago did you get this?” she asked, and squirmed under her intense gaze. “a few days ago,” you answered softly. “and how long exactly is a few days?” she replied, already bustling around to get supplies. “i don’t know. three, maybe four,” you answered. 

madam pomfrey shook her head at your words, quickly applying some liquid to the wound. “this is infected, badly at that. here hold this,” she said, passing theodore a vial of something as she continued to dress the wound. finally, she wrapped your hand securely in a bandage. “put this on every night, and change the dressings every day. do not let this get any worse ms. y/l/n, do you understand me?” she instructed. “yes madam pomfrey,” you answered, getting up from the hospital bed. “mr. nott, make sure she keeps up with the routine,” madam pomfrey requested, and theodore nodded dutifully. 

“i can take that from you,” you mumbled as the two of you exited the room. “i think i’ll hold on to it. after all, i’m the one who’s supposed to make sure you follow the schedule,” he replied, a small smirk on his face. you rolled your eyes at his words. “you’ve helped me plenty. now give me my medicine,” you answered, holding your hand out for the vial, but theodore wouldn’t budge. “honestly theodore i don’t have time for this,” you answered, reaching to grab the vial, but he pulled his arm away, holding the vial above his head. 

theodore had a cheeky smile on his face as you reached up trying to get the vial from him. he laughed as your fingertips barely grazed the bottom of the container. “this isn’t funny theodore,” you mumbled between huffs. he chuckled at your actions, but still refused to hand over the vial. you opened your mouth to say something when his hand captured your attention. “what happened to your hand?” you asked, movements halting. “what?” theodore asked, raising an eyebrow at you.    

“your hand. what happened to it?” you repeated the question. the teasing stopped. theodore stood there in shock. “what are you talking about?” he asked, lowering his arm. “your hand. there was a cut on it. what happened?” you explained, looking at him curiously. “it’s nothing. don’t worry about it,” he answered, pulling his sleeve down to cover his hand. you crossed your arms at his words. “what was it that you said earlier, it wasn’t a suggestion. i’m telling you to show me your hand so i can see what’s wrong,” you demanded and he reluctantly placed his hand in yours. 

you gasped at the sight. engraved in theodore’s hand was the same message written on your own, but what truly made it uncanny was that the wound was an exact replica of yours. the words were written in your handwriting and looked just as painful. your fingers gently traced over the letters, a breath leaving your lips as realization set in. 

“you’re my soulmate,” you whispered, looking up into theodore’s eyes. he refused to meet your gaze. “did you know about this?” you asked, only to be ignored once again. “theodore?” you continued when he was silent. this time he looked at you, nodding his head subtly. “you knew and didn’t tell me?” you asked, an angry fire burning inside you. again he stayed silent. “how long have you known?” you continued to question him. “i figured it out at the beginning of the week,” he mumbled, looking down shamefully.

angry tears pooled in your eyes. he had known for days and neglected to tell you. “why didn’t you tell me?” you asked, mustering up some courage. “huh? why didn’t you tell me!” you demanded, the tears falling freely now. “i didn’t...how was i even...it doesn’t matter now,” he stuttered, reaching for your hand. 

“it does matter! all of this matters! why didn’t you tell me that we were soulmates the second you figured it out? is it because i’m a muggleborn? is it because i’m not in slytherin?” you shouted, looking at him. theodore didn’t answer, and his silence was all the answer you needed. “fuck you!” you spat, wiping furiously at your eyes. “y/n,” he started but stopped when he noticed just how angry you were. “you���re a piece of shit,” you added on, turning on your heel, leaving him behind. 

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the next morning you sat down to eat breakfast at the hufflepuff table. “you should have something to eat,” susan coaxed gently. susan, hannah, ernie, zach, and justin all knew about yesterday’s events, and they were all seated protectively around you. “not hungry,” you mumbled, picking at your fingernails. you were a wreck after yesterday. you felt ashamed and sad; theodore didn’t want you. “just some toast?” justin tried, pushing the platter towards you. “i said i’m not hungry,” you snapped. your friends flinched, taken aback by your harsh tone and out-of-character attitude. “i’m sorry. i don’t understand what’s happening and i’m mad and sad about everything,” you confessed, tears rolling down your cheeks. hannah and susan sighed in sympathy, pulling you into a hug. “it’s going to be okay,” hannah mumbled, rubbing your back gently. 

you were about to respond but zach suddenly stood up, jaw clenched. “what are you doing here?” he sneered at someone behind you. “you know why i’m here, smith, don’t be daft,” the boy answered, and you immediately recognized his honey smooth voice. “she doesn’t want to talk to you nott,” ernie piped up, also glaring at the slytherin boy. “i think y/n can speak for herself,” theodore retorted. “what do you want?” you spoke up, turning to face theodore. “i just...can we not do this here?” he begged, voice much softer than before. you bit your lip, conflicted, but ultimately agreed to his request.

“i’ll be right back,” you promised, squeezing susan’s hand. they all nodded, their eyes following the two of you as you walked out of the great hall. you and theo stood in silence for a moment and you were slowly becoming fed up with him. “you’re the one who wanted to talk, so talk,” you said, and theo flinched at your harsh tone. “well firstly, i brought you your potion. you forgot it yesterday in your haste to get away,” he explained, pulling the vial out of his robes. you tried to take the medicine from him, but he wouldn’t let go.

“i’m supposed to help you remember?” theodore said, reaching for your hand. why was he suddenly acting like he cared about you? “i can do it myself,” you answered, again reaching for the vial. “let me help you,” he said, his eyes begging you to agree. you huffed, nodding your head yes. theo sighed in relief, gently unwrapping the bandage on your hand. he poured the cool potion on the wound, mumbling a small sorry when you hissed from the stinging sensation. then, he wrapped your hand in a new bandage, placing a feather light kiss on your palm. “don’t do that,” you begged, and his eyebrows furrowed. “do what?”

“that. don’t act like you care about me when you couldn’t even tell me the truth,” you answered. theodore sighed loudly, running his fingers through his gorgeous brown hair in frustration. “i do care about you, y/n, i just don’t know how to express my feelings,” he replied in a nervous voice. “theo-” you started but he cut you off, “and i don’t deserve your love. you were right yesterday. i should have told you the second i found out, but i didn’t. partly because i didn’t know how and partly because i was ashamed. you have no idea what kind of family i come from, and i really don’t want you to get wrapped up in all the drama that comes with me. i want to be with you y/n, you’re my soulmate, but i just don’t know how. i’m not going to be the easiest boyfriend to work with,” he confessed. 

“oh theodore,” you whispered, grabbing his hand to intertwine your fingers together. “i want to be with you theodore, but i feel like i can’t trust you. you weren’t honest with me, and that really hurt me,” you explained, looking into his eyes. “please y/n. just give me one chance,” he begged, his hazel eyes pleading with you. you thought for a moment; you didn’t know a lot about soulmates but you’d heard about the horrors that come with rejecting each other. 

“i want to try us” you decided, a small smile on your face. theodore smiled at your words, a rare occurrence for him. “yeah?” he asked. “yeah. i really like you theodore,” you confirmed, squeezing his hand. “i really like you too y/n, and i promise to be honest from now on,” he answered. “then let’s do it,” you replied, and he kissed your cheek in response. “also one more thing,” he started and you hummed as a signal for him to continue, “call me theo please.” you laughed at his words, but nonetheless you agreed.

[swtki]

Enemy - E. C

Pairing: Edward Cullen x Vampire! Fem! Reader

Summary: Edward meets his seductress once again

Warnings: Smut, 18+ content, banter between muses, femdom, Sub! Edward, not in an alternate universe just set in the seventies, Volturi! Reader, oral (m), mention of Edward being killed, swearing of course, Vaginal sex, kinda dubcon but not really? Public alley sex.

A/N: Edward smut is hard you mfs better love this.

If he had a working heart, he was sure it would be pounding so loud the whole city could hear. He sat on his balcony, eyes scanning the crowded Paris streets. To find her, the woman who was to destroy him. Alice had warned him just a week ago, her vision being one of chaos and pain. Behind it all, was a womans face. Not just any face however, it was Y/N. A member of the Volturi, whose heart was set on pulling him limb from limb. Everyone in the house had decided it would be best if Edward were to depart from their permanent home, flee to Paris for a short time. He was akin to being alone, but to be alone while watching over your back 24/7 was not the same. While he hated every second of his existence; He knew that if he were to give up and let her kill him, she would surely only continue to his family. He couldn’t let that happen, so he kept moving in the shadows. She wouldn’t move on until she had his head.

He racked his brain, trying to figure out a long term plan as this could only work for so long. She was strong, killing her wouldn’t be easy nor would it be something he wanted to do. Perhaps he could change her mind, he could talk her down from her dedication.

He sighed, walking into the main room and grabbing his jacket.

He needed to eat.

The elevator ride down was slow, and he tapped his finger against his thigh. How he hated human life, but at the same time desired it more than anything. Tedious elevators, the need to eat every single day, the need to sleep. The doors finally slid open, allowing him to walk down the lobby and out of his building.

The street was unusually crowded at this time, the past five days the streets were deserted as soon as the clock struck nine-pm. He couldn’t run to the closest forrest or country plaine, he needed to leave the area before they could see him take off.

So, he started walking. Voices filled his head - the French didn’t try to hold back compared to Americans. Thats when he realized, it was friday night. There were people flooding the streets. More specifically, humans flooding the streets.

“Shit.” He breathed out, knowing that he’d not only have to cancel his meal, but interrupt someone else's. He started walking to the loud music, cursing himself for being this stupid. Who other than Edward Cullen would want to find his potential murderer?

As people danced to the music, he slid toward the bar. He ordered a beer to maintain face amongst the others around him.

“Merci.” He started to turn back to the dancing bodies, but stopped when he heard the order the bartender was receiving.

“Un whisky et un verre de ce champagne.“ The man said, waiting for his drinks to be prepared. Thats when Edward realized. He had ordered champagne. Both the human man and the bartender had thought it was weird someone would order champagne in a club like this. But she always ordered champagne, always. It was what she would tell her victims to order before she took them outside.

He watched the man take the drinks, hoping he was wrong about the partner. He cursed as he realized he wasn’t. She drank, flirted, and of course lured him outside. Throwing some coins on the bartop, he quickly followed. But, he was too late. Her body was flush against the human mans, she was having a bloody good meal. Edward would be lying if he didn’t debate joining her.

“I see you’re still denying your nature.” She pulled off of him, letting the body drop as she stood still.

“I see you’re still wearing red so you don’t need to worry about stains.” He replied. She smiled and turned to him, looking him from head to toe. “I don’t know why you still despise me after all these years, Y/N.” her smile faded.

“Despise you? No, Edward I quite admire you.” She walked over to him and pressed her hand to his shoulder, “I really do think you’re one of the strongest of our kind. You could be stronger, but you suppress yourself. You drink rats blood, while I drink how our kind is meant to. Shame, really.” She walked behind him and her hand wrapped around his neck. He couldn’t move, her powers overtook him. “Imagine the life you and I could lead if you would just submit”. He shuddered at the last word. He was always a sucker for her when it came to seduction and she knew it.

“What do you want?”

“Oh, nothing much. I just want the natural order to be restored.” She smiled and kissed his neck sofly. “Imagine yourself, in Italy with the most powerful of our kind. You could have me every night - for the rest of eternity.” his eyelashes fluttered as she continued kissing his neck. “Do you want to see how good it would feel to be with me every night?”

“Please.” He whimpered. Thats all she needed to release him from her grasp and push him against the dark brick wall. Their lips connected as if they were puzzle pieces, moving in perfect harmony with each other. She pulled away, slithering down on her knees, she was going to make him realize how much he needed her.

“Shall I?” She asked, running her hand up his thigh softly.

“Yes, God, please.” Edward begged, she loved hearing him beg for her touch.

“You always were weak when it came to sex, wonder if you still moan at the smallest, little,” Her hand groped his growing cock. His stomach fluttered with pleasure, and he couldn’t hold his moan, “Touch. Edward, you can read my mind, you can see what I have planned.” He looked inside her head, seeing the pleasure she could inflict upon his body if he would just wave a white flag.

As she took off his trousers, he debated surrendering or not. Was she worth living a life he wanted nothing more than to shun? Every time they saw each other, the sex was electric almost. She made him feel like a prey being hunted by a predator, and he loved that. As much as he hated to admit it, part of the reason he kept turning down the offer was because he didn’t want to ruin the cat and mouse relationship. He knew she loved the chase, that was why she was so persistent. But did he still feel a hatred towards her? Yes. He had seen her slaughter entire groups because she didn’t get her way. But tonight, he decided, he would wave a white flag and lower it once the sun rose.

He snapped back to reality, she hooked her fingers around the waistband of his briefs, looking up at him through her long lashes. He looked down, beginning to place his hands on her head, but was stopped by her pinning him to the wall. Her gift was useful in many situations.

Tugging down, she smiled when his dick was finally isolated. He was all hers tonight, he was painfully hard for her and only her. Her hand grasped the shaft, pumping a few times before licking a long stripe up. He made a moan of pleasure and she rewarded him with taking his length down her throat. She gagged and felt his hips buck, making her withdrawal.

“Wait-” He began.

“No, you broke the rules. What did I tell you about greed, Edward?”

“That it had no place in our sex life.” She smiled and stood, slapping his cheek a few times.

“Dress. We’ll be going to my hotel room, you may not deserve anything, but I do.” He rushed to pull up his pants and follow her.

She pushed him down on the bed as soon as the door was shut, lifting her dress up, she straddled him.

“Imagine, you agree and this is every night for the rest of our time.” Pulling down his pants she spat on her hand and guided him to her slick cunt. He slid in with ease, making her eyes roll into her skull. He could hear her mind scramble as she slowly rocked her hips. “Feel so fucking good, shame you have to be so fucking stupid.”. He was sure if he had blood he would have just bitten it and bled out. She was so fucking hot, watching her nails dig into his firm stomach. He adored her from this angle, especially when she didn’t even bother to to take her clothes off.

“Can I touch you, please?” She smiled and nodded, letting his hand move so his thumb could skillfully rub her clit, making the coil in her stomach tighten. Her movements got faster, and he heard her mind beg for more. He slightly lifted his hips while continuing his fingers. Her orgasm washed over her, causing her to scream out in pure bliss. She stopped her hips, swinging her leg over his body and straightening her dress. He looked at her in confusion, he still hadn’t cum.

“You can cum when you agree to join me. I had my fun, now leave.” She said coldly. He pulled his pants back up, stumbling back to the apartment he had spent every night and day in. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t consider saying yes to her.

As long as it was her

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[buttercream-squad-imagines]

Tinder in Real Life

Pairings: Harry Lewis x fem!Reader, Sidemen x platonic!Reader Word Count: 2k Warnings: Language some people may find offensive, sexual themes, recycled lines from Sidemen Tinder in Real Life because I'm not at all creative Request: Hey! Could you do reader x Harry imagine where the sidemen do a collab video with the reader who is also a big youtuber and Harrys celebrity crush. And during the video the reader is very flirty, leaving Harry a flustered mess when the flirting is directed towards him, but very jealous when its with any other sidemen.

The Sidemen were one of the biggest groups on YouTube and one that you were very familiar with. At the age of 23, you were a fair bit younger than some of its oldest members but yet you had a close relationship with JJ, whom you had met through YouTube.

You had started your channel when you were 17, just under four years ago, making makeup videos, which was a passion of yours when you were younger. Not that you were any good at it back then. Those videos quickly become unlisted when your channel started blowing up in late 2016, now nearing 20 million at the present time.

It wasn't long before you expanded your horizons and had started making different sorts of videos, including vlogs of your everyday life - which wasn't and still isn't that exciting in your opinion - and those where you just had a laugh, attempting to do stupid challenges that were so popular back then. It was those, however, that grew your channel. Your fans seemed to love them and so you gradually started to make more.

As your small channel began to grow significantly, it caught the attention of KSI, a member of the Sidemen, who reached out to you to for a collab. You were ecstatic. You couldn't believe it at the time, why would someone like KSI with 20 million subscribers want to collaborate with you? By that time, you couldn't exactly call yourself a small channel anymore, with almost 5 million subscribers but it still didn't make any sense to you.

You and JJ quickly bonded after filming together. You had a very similar sense of humour and interests. As the years went, the older boy became one of your best friends, the nature of your relationship being very teasing and flirtatious but the both of you knew it was a joke. It was just the way you both were.

Though despite having known him for nearing 3 years now, you had never met the rest of the Sidemen, with the exception of Simon, as he lived with JJ. Which is why when he texted asking you to collaborate with the Sidemen, you couldn't turn the offer down. You were a fan of the group and the content they were producing. You thought the videos that they made were exceptional, that they were pushing the envelope of the standard of content on YouTube and often found yourself excited for new videos.

He had explained that they were filming another of their 'Tinder in real life' but a YouTuber version with the likes of BambinoBecky and ChiWithAC. You were so excited. You were finally going to meet the rest of JJ's friends and you had the opportunity to be a part of a Sidemen Sunday.

You arrived at the studio the boys were filming at in the afternoon, finding and greeting JJ before he introduced you to the other sidemen in addition to Lux, Freezy and Stephen.

"And you've already met Simon." He finished.

"Yeah. Nice to finally meet you all. JJ tells me a lot about you guys." You laughed.

"Because that's assuring." Ethan pointed out with a chuckle, the other boys letting out agreements.

"Not all bad, I promise." You teased, winking at him. Ethan felt the blood rushing to his face, immediately becoming flustered and stumbling over his words. You found that you often had that effect on people as you could be very direct and flirtatious even when you didn't mean it. To you it was just friendly banter.

"Geez Y/N, stop flirting with people you met literally five minutes ago." JJ rolled his eyes.

"You sound a bit jealous, Jide." You smirked, a teasing grin spread across your face.

"Nah, allow it." There were eruptions of laughter around the room, coming from the boys. You were quick to notice Harry standing out of the way and was significantly quieter than the others, with what seemed to be a forced smile on his face.

Harry was in his own head, barely paying attention to what was going on around him. When JJ had told him that you were going to be in the next Sidemen video, he panicked. You were an accomplished YouTuber who he was quite fond of to say the least. Well, that would be an understatement, he had a fairly large crush on you. A crush that no one but Freezy and Lux knew about.

He knew that JJ had been friends with you for some time now but never considered the possibility of even meeting you. His anxiety acted as a barrier to even the thought of it. But he was currently in the same room as you and had said nothing more than a short 'hello'. He longed to have the confidence Ethan had to speak to you, even more so for you to look at him the way you were.

Already you were flirting with JJ and Ethan, something that caused a pit to form at the bottom of his stomach. He wouldn't admit it, but he could slowly feel the jealousy forming. Not that he had anything to be jealous about in the first place!

You continued to speak with the boys as you got your mic set up, telling them stories you were sure would embarrass JJ.

"Y/N, stop." The older boy whined. He could be like a child sometimes, but it was one of his more endearing qualities. He simply wouldn't be JJ if he wasn't.

"No, carry on." Simon laughed.

"Oh, don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from." You teased.

"I think it's time we started, don't you think?" Harry grumbled.

"Right." You smiled at the boy, who's cheeks became tinted red. He ducked to hide his face and walked around to stand in the line, hiding himself in the middle.

"Hi, I'm Y/N, I'm 23 and I'm from Y/H/T." You spoke to the camera once you were given the go ahead.

"I'm Simon, I'm 28. I like to practice safe sex."

"Always a good start."

"I could tie you to the bed, so you don't fall off." He finished with a giggle. You acted like you were pondering it for a moment before letting out a laugh and swiping right.

"I'm down for that." You teased. The boys all let out rumbles of laughter

"Hi, I'm Ethan, I'm 26 and kiss me if I'm wrong, but you're gonna swipe right."

"What would you rather?" You joked. Ethan shrugged his shoulders and walked closer to the board, sticking his head through with his lips puckered, eliciting a cry of protest from Harry that this wasn't allowed. You laughed and made an over exaggerated motion to swipe to the right, causing him to pout playfully but walked over to the right anyway.

"Hi, I'm Josh, I'm 28. KSI has a top ten single, but you're the only hot single I can see."

"Wow, that was smooth!" You said with a grin. "Definite yes from me."

"I'm Callum, I'm 26. Are you into fitness?" Freezy asked.

"Can't say I am." You replied, unsure of what turn this could take.

"How about you fitness dick in your mouth?"

"I wouldn't get too excited babes, I gag on my toothbrush." You laughed. "We could try though."

You swiped right on him, chuckling as you watched him let out a yes before joining Simon, Ethan, and Josh. You frowned slightly, a crease forming between your brows as you saw Harry whisper something furiously at his friend but ultimately got distracted by Vik stepping up to go next.

"I'm Vik, I'm 25. My ex-girlfriend always said I'd never do better than her, wanna prove her right?" You could hear the cries of the boys in the background, some scolding him, others laughing.

"Man actually said prove her right. Not wrong." JJ shrieked with a shocked look on his face, holding his head with his hands.

"You need to find someone for that." You snarked, swiping left on the boy, who shrugged and walked off.

"Damn! You got told!" Lux cackled.

"Uh hi. I'm Harry. I'm uh 25, no I'm not I'm 24." He stumbled. "Are you sure you're a muggle? Because that ass is magical."

"You should see how magical it can be." You spoke before cringing at yourself and laughing, swiping right to avoid a reply. The boy's face grew a bright shade of red, closely resembling the colour of a tomato.

"Geez, is that an offer?!" Freezy yelled from the right side. You laughed, observing how Harry whispered furiously to the boy to stop and winked at him once he had could see. Your laughter only increased as you watched JJ step up.

"I'm JJ. I'm 28 and are you a raisin? Cause you're raising my dick." The boy in question stood in front of you so confidently, hands clasped together in front of him so seriously that you just lost it. By the time you composed yourself, there were tears almost falling from your eyes.

"A* for effort." You laughed, swiping right eliciting a cry of success.

You had wrapped up filming your segment of the video, which conveniently was the last of the day. You found JJ who you spoke to whilst the other boys were otherwise occupied talking to each other.

"Cheers for coming, Y/N/N. You've been great."

"Anything for you." You joked.

"Don't tempt me." He laughed. You could feel eyes on you, eyes that were burning into your side. You turned your head to see Harry staring you and JJ down before looking away after being caught in the act, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Does Harry not like me or something?" You whispered to JJ, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden.

"Not that I know of." He frowned looking at the younger boy. "He can be a bit awkward at times and gets flustered a lot."

"Right." You agreed. You excused yourself before sauntering up to the boy in question, calling his name to snap him out of the daze he appeared to be in.

"Oh, um hey Y/N." He stumbled.

"Hi." You smiled gently. "I uh, I was just wondering, do you... have I done something to offend you?"

"Offend me? Why, uh, why would you think that?" He rambled.

"It's just... it's nothing, it's probably just me overthinking things." You waved it off, feeling like a complete idiot.

"I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I don't like you. I don't not like you, in fact I really like you! Oh, um I mean I like you, you're very pretty." The boy couldn't stop rambling which made you laugh. "No, wait."

"You think I'm pretty?" You blushed interrupting him. Harry felt his mouth go dry, not being able to get anything coherent to come out. "Well, Harry, I really like you too."

"What?" His eyebrows shot up so far it was almost comical. "Really? So, you don't like the other guys?"

"What? No." You laughed. "That's absurd. Why would you think that?"

"You seemed very..." The boy trailed off, not wanting to offend you after you had admitted to liking him.

"Flirty?" You finished, causing him to nod. "I'm like that with everyone, I don't mean to be half the time."

"Oh."

"Well, how about you give me your phone number and when you finally grow a pair, you can ask me out?" Your confidence levels had shot up spontaneously.

"Uh, sure." His cheeks had become a dark shade of red as he passed his phone to you so you could put your number in. You kept looking up at him as you typed, putting your name under 'Y/N x' in his contacts before handing it back to him.

"Y/N! Come on! We're going to Nando's!" JJ called from the other side of the room.

"Call me." You winked. Your bottom lip was caught between your teeth and was currently the only thing from stopping the wide grin from spreading across your face. A grin that hadn't disappeared from your face for the rest of the day, much to the curiosity of JJ, who was disappointed when you refused to tell him why, or more appropriately who, had put the smile on your face.

[stay-midnight]

could you possibly do a hyunjin x male reader sub with a bunch of slut shaming and grinding i.......

The Door Should’ve Been Closed

cw// Explicitly Graphic Smut, Big Dick Hyunjin, Slut Shaming, Grinding, Penetration, Masturbation, Degradation, fwb, Hyunjin fucks the space between your ass cheeks (tmi).

Hyunjin always appears on your apartment spontaneously, at that point you already had given him your keys to your apartment since he always comes at the dead of night and when your asleep. It annoys you when he rings your bell that cause you to wake up from your beauty sleep.

The reason he usually pops in is because, he either got into a fight with one of the members and dramatically decides to spend the night on your house, wanting to ghost said member — or, the dorm is too noisy therefore he wants a getaway.

As he’s a childhood friend and you hold him dearly, you allow him to spend the night and raid your fridge whenever he wants which he of course gloriously fills up with food again afterward.

Tonight was no different, except he really visited at the worst of times.

~

Hyunjin’s AOTM performance has been affecting you recently, his talents and skills in dancing was a wonder to watch but how hot he was in that video was making you feel butterflies at the pit of your gut.

The shenanigans in bed that you and Hyunjin do is not healthy for you, though you hate being used merely as a stressed reliever or when he wants makes you awfully feel bad but to be honest — it feels good and pleasurable. Sex is one thing but romance is another, being friends with benefits is not always good but it consumes you to let go of it.

Right now, your hands was inside your shorts, your flaccid cock slowly hardening up as you the repeating clip keeps playing that of Hyunjin crouching down with his thighs flexed and a hand on the ground. You moaned breathily when you imagined him nude in that, his big cock hanging between his legs and his muscular thighs that he makes you ride whenever you and him have fun. Fuck, and his chest too — those pecs and nipples that you can't seem to resist to suck on as you ride him languidly.

Your once-flaccid cock began to harden as you stroked it into hardness, moaning and grunting Hyunjin’s name as you did so, perfectly unaware of the shuffling that was happening in the kitchen.

You bit your lips and breathed heavily as the hand that was holding your phone started shaking a bit.

You let go of your cock, edging your own release as you reached your hand down to your hole, you thought of him fingering you with those long and slim fingers.

Gulping, you hiked yourself up a bit before inserting a dry finger making you writhe at the pleasure and your sexual thoughts.

Unaware of the oncoming footstep, you continued. Your dry finger going deeper before you decided to slip in another one.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here.” your unlocked door, creaking open.

A familiar voice surprising you and snapping you out of your thoughts. You immediately pulled your finger out and tried to steady your breathing.

“Naughty, are you fingering yourself, baby? That familiar music, oh. Is that...” You identified the mystery man as none other than Hwang Hyunjin, the intrusive and self-centred man that is also your friend and fuckbuddy.

“What a little slut, jerking off to a video of me.” He said smirking, his form lit up by the lights outside your room.

You turn away from him and said, laying your phone on the table. “Shut up, Hyunjin. What are you doing here again at the middle of the night?” you asked, annoyance apparent on your tone.

He clicks his tongue multiple times, “Ah ah, Don’t change the subject, whore.” he says, his shitty smirk from his handsome face taunting you.

Hyunjin always had a way with words and that annoy you but it also turns you on alot.

Hyunjin walks over to you as you hide your clearly erected dick from him with a blanket to no avail.

He rolls his eyes and pulls off the blanket eliciting a squeak from you.

He eyes down your red tip with piqued interest. “You haven't come yet. Good.” he simply stated before he started stripping himself down.

You glared at him to which he just grins down at your awkward form, “God, couldn't you look any more fuckable.” He whispers as he got on the bed once he threw away his clothes.

“You’re so annoying, it was a bad idea to give you that key.” you stated, gasping once Hyunjin gripped your sensitive dick.

“Shut up, let me do the talking, my little cumbucket.” Hyunjin hums, chuckling amused at the end.

“Hey, who are you calling cum—” you were about to protest at the lewd words, he raises an eyebrow at you which caused you to immediately shut up.

“Good, you’re good at following orders. And you know who else are good at following orders? Needy sluts.” Hyunjin says, his tone filled with arrogance. His eyes looking at your own straightly, causing a shiver to run down your spine. He was enjoying this. Hyunjin always loved to degrade you and you got used to it and actually developed a kink for it — I don't know if that's something to be proud of though.

“Now, move your ass on all fours.” He commands, slapping said ass causing a moan to get stuck on your throat.

Hyunjin stood up, watching as you get on all fours for him, you were facing the wall.

Hyunjin dips his hand between your asscheeks and groaned at the sight, slapping your twitching hole after, your body flinching at the sudden contact.

“You jerk off to me often, baby boy?” he teased, hand spreading your cheeks even wider before spitting straight on your dry entrance. He slaps your thigh causing your body to jump again.

“Speak whore. And don't lie, as a matter of fact, I jerk off to you often to. To the sight of you speared on my dick.” he reveals, his voice had no hint of him lying.

“I— I do, I jerk to you often..” you confessed, your voice dripping with shame.

He cooes at you faintly, “No shame in that.” he says before he slaps his large and girthy cock on your hole. Causing a whine to rip out from your throat.

“Oh, the slut likes that.” he grins, slapping his cock again before slowly thrusting up in between your cheeks, grinding down on you so.

Hyunjin grabs your cock and presses the nail of his thumb down your slit, eliciting an utmost delicious sound out of you causing Hyunjin’s ego to further inflate. Hyunjin is hot and he knows it, he’ll always know what to say to bring you down on your knees for him, temptation is fatal thing and Hyunjin always knows how to press the correct buttons to get you going.

Hyunjin sighs in pure satisfaction as he ruts his dick between your cheeks but you were not getting the pleasure that he was receiving and your patience is wearing thin.

“Hyun, could you get any slower?” you grumbled against the sheets as he stopped thrusting, he was surprised especially when he told you how good you are at following orders.

He laughs.

He fucking laughs, oh my go—

Smirking he didn't even hesitated to slam his cock into you, his dick fitting snugly inside your soft velvety walls that he always craved.

Whilst you let out a broken gasp, biting into the pillow as he pushed in deeper and adjusting the angle of the insertion. Too fucking deep, it felt like he was pressing against yoir gut or something.

You swallow up the burn and the pain of the sudden intrustion, Hyunjin gawks at your form — Head buried in the sheets, hips shaking but also pushing back against the top with much need, your own dick was dripping dirty the sheets a bit too much as Hyunjin’s length stimulates your prostate with the slightest movement. Your hand was squeezing the white drapes tightly too and Hyunjin was all too amused by how much you were struggling to adjust.

“You asked for it~” He lulls, grinning at your back. You could feel how he was taunting you just from the tone of his voice.

“The gratifying sight of you on all fours will never get out of my mind.” He says landing a loud smack on your ass, all you could do was moan at it because just having his dick inches inside you felt like a chokehold.

Maybe you should actually barricade the door with your couch instead of relying on a simple lock, a dick friend that has a big dick always seems to end up inside the house instead of the doorstep.

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Another Way to Show Love

3 A.M Thoughts - Poly! Cc! Dream Team x F!Reader

Imagine Dream and Sapnap fucking their sub, and George just wakes up to you moaning as they both make you cum. Maybe George helps clean you up... by using his mouth. You then reward him by sucking him off, while Dream and Sapnap watch and record the whole thing... then it ends with super sweet fluff<3.

- Just some more thoughts♡♡♡♡.

Dom! Dreamnap/ Dom! Dream and Dom! Sapnap x Sub! GeorgeNotFound x Sub! Reader.

Contents: Double Penetration in the same hole, Cum eating, Blowjob, Polyamorous Relationships, Afab! Reader, Dream and Sapnap taking photos and recording. Guilty Sapnap because he thinks he hurts s/o, fluff<3, aftercare-ish themes<3...

You cover your mouth, hoping that you can contain in the many sounds that come whenever they both rock their hips. But it's so damn impossible. You just have to thank the fact that George really is a heavy sleeper.

Sapnap was below you, having pulled you onto his lap with your ass facing him. Dream was infront of you, keeping his pace as he fucked into your hole, the same one Sapnap was heavenly buried into. You shut your eyes, clinge onto Dream and let many small moans fall.

"Dream.. Sap~.." You couldn't take it any longer, having one of them in you was good as it was, but when you have two of your boyfriends, while the other was asleep, the pleasure just intensifies. They were both buried so deep inside, both of their cocks being milked by your pussy. Dream smirked seeing the state you were in.

"Can't take it? Or is it just too good?" He groans, Sapnap then jumps in.

"You like when both Dream and I fuck you?" Sapnap asks in addition to Dream's question. You nod your head, taking one of Dream and Sapnap's hand.

"I do~! So much! Love it.." You moan.

Dream pinned your hand onto the bed, while Sapnap did the same, it slightly hurt but you were so blissed out by the pleasure that you didn't find it anywhere in yourself to even care.

"I'm gonna- oh fuck! I'm gonna cum~! Please! Harder..!" You beg, your voice growing raspy.

"Yeah? Being stuffed with Sapnap and I got you cumming faster? You like being stuffed with two cocks?" Dream groans as he feels your walls tighten around him and Sapnap even more. He knew you loved the way he spoke. You felt his hand take a stronger hold onto yours, as did Sapnap. The coil in your stomach that formed was near close to snapping.

Sapnap's hips slammed into you harder, his free hand played with your chest, Dream does the same and they both begin to play with your perked up nipples.

"Mhm~! So fucking good..! D-Dream- Sapnap- I'm gonna cum-!" You let out high pitched moan and you just let it happen. They both thrust once more into you, both their cocks spurting their seed into your womb. Your own orgasm spilling over their lower halves. You were still moaning uncontrollably, you felt a shift and saw that Dream had lowered his body down.

Sapnap began to pet Dream's hair, while Dream slowly left kisses across your neck and jawline.

"G-Guys...? What are you doing..?" George asked, your eyes widen and you turn to look over at George.

"Awe.. our other Angel has finally woken up.." Sapnap teases. Dream quickly looks over, he slowly raises himself up.

"Baby.. be a good boy and pass me my phone.." Dream asks, George's blush deepened at the name as he reaches over to the drawer and picks Dream's phone up. He hands it over and Dream takes it. Then you realized that he was taking a picture.. you squeezed around him and Sapnap.

"Fuck Y/n..." Dream moaned softly, you see the flash go off.

"Happy memories.." Dream teases as he tossed his phone to the side. You moaned as he slowly pulled out, leaving Sapnap last to pull you off him. You quickly close your legs, feeling their cum drip down. Sapnap swiftly moves from underneath you.

"Dream, pass me your phone. George, come here.." Sapnap says, Dream raised an eyebrow but listened to his lover anyway. Dream once again grabbed his phone and gave it to Sapnap.

George nervously obeyed Sapnap, you layed below all three of your boyfriends.

Sapnap pats a space right in front of you. George slowly crawls to you.

"Y/n.. open up.." Dream finally catches on, you slowly open your legs. Sapnap smirks and opens up the camera on Dream's phone.

"Pretty little cunt.." He says and you grew red within seconds, after coming to realize that he was taking another picture.

"Clean her up." Dream tells George. George slowly bends over, his face coming unbelievably close to your drenched hole. He moaned at the sight and immediately stuck his tongue out, licking up every drop that spilled out when your boys had both pulled out. You moan and take a grip to his brown hair, he began to suck on your clit. Causing you to rock your hips up, you just found it in you to completely ignore the fact that after a few flashes, the camera on Dream's phone wasn't going off anymore.. because it was just constantly on.

You further open your legs, allowing for George to hold onto your thighs, tongue diving into your cum filled pussy. By the time he was nearly done cleaning you up, you were nearly babbling incoherent sentences.

He pulled away, you stay laying down. Slowly raising your body up to sit.

You turn over to your other boyfriends, once again ignoring the flash.

"Daddy.. Can I suck his cock..?" You say motioning to the incredibly noticeable bulge at George's sweatpants.

Dream and Sapnap look at each other, they both nodded their heads.

"Go ahead babygirl.." Dream answers. You smile which George reciprocated. He took your place so he could lay down onto the pillows. You eagerly help George take his shirt off and pulled down his grey sweatpants along with his boxers, both of which you helped him get completely rid of. You hear both Sapnap and Dream get closer, you turn to face them.

"Go on.." Dream says, you nod your head, taking George's length into your hands, his tip was completely smeared with precum. Standing so tall, you only crave more. You slowly lower your head down, completely bending over.

Your lips made contact with the head of his cock, slowly taking him into your warm mouth. George moans at the relief of finally getting touched, you grow giddy inside. Fully taking in his throbbing member, until you felt you couldn't, so you resort to jerking the rest of what you couldn't put into your mouth.

"Ohh.. Y/n~.." He moves his hips around, you don't make an attempt to stop him, just taking in whatever he gives you.

You suck on his dick, using your tongue to try and add more to his pleasure, and it seemed to work because his breathing was staggering. You can't blame him, after hearing you getting completely fucked by Dream and Sapnap, and him having to clean up their mess, he was incredibly sensitive to touch.

You feel Dream's hand pushing your hair away, you slowly open your eyes to see that Sapnap had also gotten closer with Dream's phone, the camera still rolling. You choose to ignore it, now proudly working on your sensitive boy's cock. With a few more sucks and jerks, his breathing pace had increased as he was silently groaning.

"Gonna cum?" Dream asked George, "You like the way our pretty girl can also use her mouth to make you cum?" George nodded his head, his lips parting.

"So much.." He groans, completely coming undone as his cum shoots into your mouth, Dream quickly turns his attention over to you.

"Keep it in." You obey his request. Dream motioned Sapnap over. Sapnap smirks and does so.

"Open up babe~.." Sapnap says, you proudly do so. Showing off your work, George's cum was all over your tongue. Nearly dribbling down, until Sapnap was quick enough to use a finger to push it back into your mouth.

"Swallow." Dream says, you do as he says. Once again opening your mouth up, to prove you had. Sapnap then uses a hand to pet your hair.

"Good girl.." He says, which causes you to warm up and smile. Dream then sat by you, Sapnap reverted hiz attention over to George.

He pulled you into an embrace, "How's my favorite girl doing..? You feeling good?"

"I feel like I'm high.. a little tired.." You say, a blissed out smile wiped onto your face as you lean onto his shoulder. He smiles and chuckled.

Sapnap sets Dream's phone down.

"How about Sapnap and I get you and George properly cleaned up and dressed? Eat something, watch a movie, and get some sleep?" He asks, you quickly nod your head.

"Alright." He gets up and plants a small kiss to your lips.

"Let me wash off real quick and I'll get to you." He smiles, he walks out with Sapnap.

You turn over to George, who was sitting up.

You crawl over to him, pulling him into a hug.

"I love you so much.." You mumble, he pulls you in.

"I love you too.." You both stay in the position a little long, until you finally hear your two other boyfriends come into the room.

"Come on you two, we have to get you cleaned up." Dream says, helping George up, while Sapnap got to you.

"Are you good babe? We didn't hurt you, did we?" Sapnap asked, as he helps you get up.

"I'm okay.." You say, holding onto Sapnap. Finding that you can't exactly walk right. "And no, you didn't hurt me."

Sapnap stays quiet, you think nothing of it and get into the warm bath with George. They both help you get cleaned, washing out your hair, and using body wash to clean you up good. At the end of it, you're sitting with George by the end of your shared bed, using a towel to dry your hair.

Dream walks into the room with a tray filled with various foods. He placed it by the drawer.

You and George grew excited, until you looked over at Dream.

"Dream where's Sapnap?" You ask, he turns around and his face falters.

"I think he's still in the kitchen.. I'll be back okay? Choose something to watch." He says, turning on the TV and tossing the controller over to the both of you. You reach and give it to George.

"Pick something, mkay? Gonna go get something from the kitchen. Want something?" You ask George. George shakes his head.

"I'm good." You smile and nod, reaching over to kiss his lips. You slowly stood up and walked out of the room, slowly making your way down the stairs.

"Sapnap, if she was hurt she would have told us.. You know she doesn't like lying to us." Dream says as he pulled his boyfriend into a hug, all of a sudden you remember his previous question.

'We didn't hurt you, did we?'

"But she could barely walk.." Sapnaps muffled voice was still audible.

"Sapnap.. she's okay, she would let us know if we were going too hard on her.." Dream says as he makes Sapnap look up at him. "She's fine, okay?"

Sapnap looks off to the ground, "What if she isn't.."

You slowly descend down the stairs.

"Sapnap...? I'm okay..!" You say as you made your way over to both of your boyfriends. Sapnap looked over at you, guilt clouded his eyes.

"Y/n? You should be in bed with George." He says as Dream pulled away to turn around and look at you.

"I know, but I came to get something.. You didn't hurt me Sapnap.." You try reassuring him, he doesn't say anything. But he does hold onto you.

"You'll tell me if we ever do, right?" He asked, you smile and nod your head. " Please, lets go with George already?" You ask as you take a candy bag from the cabinet.

Sapnap smiled, as did Dream. "Yeah, okay.."

As soon as you had made it to the room, George had already picked a movie, waiting for the return of his partners.

That night, you fell asleep holding onto Sapnap, with George in between, and Dream spooning you.

Hope you all enjoy this one<3, remember that my requests are still open so feel free to drop in a request<3.

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QUICK FIX #5: You ride TXT Soobin on a chair in this steamy scene

Member: TXT Soobin

Content: Sitting, Riding, Sensual, Female orgasm

Type: STEAMY

Word Count: 1k

This story is part of my Quick Fix Dirty Kpop Imagines series. Check it out for more smut and other members and groups 😊

Soobin's tall, slim and naked body is lounged on a chair, a satisfied expression on his face. Relaxed, yet excited, he smirks in your direction. He watches you with great interest as you strip for him, to the tune of a slow song playing from your phone.

When you're naked too, you approach him slowly and sensually. You smile at him as he leans back in the chair and looks up at you, then reach down to grab his hard cock.

Gently, you massage it while swaying your body back and forth to the music. Soobin's smirk quickly goes away. He's mesmerized by your body, and your hand between his legs.

“Wanna fuck me?” you ask seductively.

“Yeah,” Soobin whimpers and smiles back, mouth half open. He’s entirely under your spell. You know that you're the one in control.

His long arms are hanging down his sides, but when you position yourself over him and spread your legs, he raises them and gently holds your hips. You feel his eyes exploring all of you, and his hands on you as they glide up and down your thighs and waist.

You rest your hand on his shoulder. When you lean in and reach down between your legs, he buries his face in your chest. He kisses your breast, and plays around with his tongue around your nipple. You feel his warm breath and the cold saliva as it dries on your skin.

To tease him, you stroke his cock but stop short of lowering yourself onto it. He'll get what he wants eventually, but not before you've had a little fun.

When you play around with your fingertips on the head of his shaft, he closes his eyes and moans. You wrap your arm around his head, lean in further, and press your breasts against his face. He seems to love feeling all of you this close, and for a moment his hands fall back down beside his body.

“You wanna fuck me?” you ask again and grin.

“Yeah,” he says, a little louder this time. “I wanna fuck you so bad.”

Your thighs are starting to shake, and you decide to finally give him what he wants. With one arm around his neck and the other in front of your stomach, you guide his dick with your fingers and slowly lower your body onto it. The head finds your vagina, and you both let out a long, lustful breath as it slides inside you.

Deeper and deeper, his shaft is swallowed whole. When you sit down on his lap and he's completely inside you, and you can finally relax the muscles in your legs.

You watch as his facial expressions change. When he penetrated you, he shut his eyes and grimaced. Now, he relaxes his face and opens his eyes, and looks longingly into yours. You know he desires you.

When he's as far inside you as he'll get, you straighten your back and tighten your arm around his shoulder. You pull him toward you and give him a kiss.

He kisses you back, and you begin to make out. You start rolling your hips, rocking your ass back and forth on his lap.

He straightens his back and wraps his arms around you. The kissing intensifies, but when your rocking movements pick up the pace, you both stop kissing altogether.

Your lips are still close together. He's panting heavily into your mouth, and you into his, as you ride him passionately.

You place your palm firmly on his back, and grab his hair with the other. You tilt your head back, close your eyes and pant into the air, while his face is buried in your neck and your breasts press against his cheek.

His hands eventually come down and find your ass cheeks. He pushes and pulls on them to aid your movements, causing you to go faster still. His shaft feels so good inside you, and your mind goes blank. He always has a soothing effect on you, and all your worries disappear when he's inside you.

You begin to moan, because you know it turns him on. The louder you get, the tighter his hands squeeze your ass. Soon, you're going so fast that you stop rolling, and start bouncing. He tilts his head down and your breasts rub against his face as they bounce along with the rest of you.

Soobin begins to groan, and you know that means he's close to coming. He sucks your nipple while holding his breath and grimacing, another sign he's about to release.

But he also knows not to finish before you do, and you know that the sucking means that he's working hard to hold back. He's always been good that way.

When your own orgasm approaches, you moan louder still. “Ah, Soobin,” you say. “Oh yeah, fuck me, Soobin, uh, uh, uh.

Soobin is working hard to hold back, while simultaneously giving you everything he's got. He's relieved when you suddenly announce: "Ah, Soobin, I'm coming. Ah, I'm coming, I'm coming! Soobin, Soobin, Sooooobiiin!”

You're so in sync, your orgasms match up perfectly. When your body jolts and you feel a sensational, undescribeable rush shoot through your body, Soobin can't hold back any longer.

“Ungh!” he exclaims, while grimacing hard into your breasts and squeezing your ass tighter than ever.

To keep your own high running, and to make Soobin's as pleasurable as possible, you keep bouncing up and down and hold on tight around him. You pull his hair and tilt his head back, and look down at him as he fills you up with his load.

“Uhhngnn, uuuhh,” he repeats in long, drawn-out breaths as he empties himself inside you. He opens his eyes and looks longingly into yours.

When he's done, you smile at each other as your bodies slow down and begin to relax.

You kiss, and let out deep breaths of air as you come down from your respective highs. Soobin leans back on the chair, and you collapse in his arms. You hug him tight while he's still inside you.

“I love you baby,” he whispers in your ear.

“I love you too,” you say and kiss his neck.