#i love to spend... but things are expensive...

[cherrygirlfriend]

─── SHOW-OFF ♡

♡ pairing: ex-husband!rafe x married!reader

♡ summary: your ex-husband outshines your current husband at your birthday.

♡ warnings / tags: fluff, smut, unprotected piv, cheating, car sex, reader having an asshole husband. MDNI! wc: 1.5k

♡ author's note: another 5k fic!! it’s been a while since i wrote them… oops!

RAFE MASTERLIST ♡ 5K MASTERLIST

"awww, thank you!" you exclaimed when your husband handed you the glimmering silver bracelet. even though every piece of jewelry you owned was golden, you couldn't fault will too much; he was a busy man, it was understandable that he wouldn't spend his time paying attention to something as silly as what your jewelry looked like.

leo looked over the necklace with a critical eye, narrowing the blue eyes he got from your ex-husband, his little nose turnt up at the velvet box, "that looks cheap." the little boy stated, his arms crossed. "what?" your husband scoffed as if the young boy had personally offended him, "you're a kid, you don't know about things like this, leo." one tug on the sleeve of your blouse and your attention was back on your son, the little boy clad in a button-up shirt, looking so much like his father..

"leo." you let out a quiet sigh, looking around at the crowd around you, your birthday party in full swing, not wanting to make a scene. you brought a hand to rest on top of leo's head, stroking his hair. " that's not a kind thing to say."

"daddy would've gotten you a better gift." the little boy grumbled, haughtily looking between his stepfather and the gift he'd just given to you; you couldn't help the way your lips twitched up slightly; the older he got, leo started reminding more and more of his father, and it seemed that included having expensive taste.

"i love it." you smile, taking will's hand into yours, a cocky smile taking over his offended expression, "i'm glad you do, baby."

you'd been socializing with your guests, thanking them for coming and accepting 'happy birthday's, until the bustle of the party was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, your brows raising in surprise, only for your young son to make his way to the front door, exclaiming "i'll get it, i'll get it!" over and over again while you went to will, your dear husband sporting surprised look on his face, not too different from the one on yours.

you felt your breath get stuck in your throat when the man who gave your son his steely, blue eyes was standing next to him, a smile on his face as he held up a present.

“happy birthday.”

you hadn't seen rafe since your... slip-up a month ago; whenever you were supposed to take leo to his father, you'd asked the girl who occasionally babysat for you. now, here he was, standing right in front of you, and you couldn't stop thinking of his limbs tangled with yours on the bed you shared with your husband, of his lips all over your body, of him inside of you-

"rafe." you mutter weakly, "what... what are you doing here?" "oh." rafe's hand went to scratch the back of his head, the man's golden wedding band still on his ring finger, whereas you now wore a ring given to you by another, "i guess... i guess leo was lying when he told me you'd asked him to invite me, huh?"

"yes, he was." will said with a cold, defensive voice, his hand possessively tugging you into his side, "you should probably leave."

"rafe, can i talk to you?" you detached yourself from will's grip, turning to him with an apologetic look, "this'll just take a minute." you mumbled, before going over to rafe and wrapping your hand around his wrist, pulling him into the other room as onlookers exchanged curious, conspiratorial looks.

"why are you here?" you ask once you've tugged rafe into the kitchen, pulling the door closed behind you. "i told you, leo told me-" "oh, i know you didn't believe a word he said. he's not that good of a liar." you crossed your arms in front of your chest. rafe sighed, bringing his calloused hand to trail the soft skin of your arm, goosebumps appearing on your skin in the wake of his touch.

"you keep avoiding me." rafe mumbled almost pleadingly, "we slept together and now you pretend i don't exist." "that-" you gritted your teeth, looking away from him, "that was a mistake. that should've never happened, and it's never gonna happen again."

rafe let out a low chuckle, pressing close to you, "you don't really believe that, do you? 'cause if you did... you wouldn't be avoiding me. but you are, because you're afraid that when we're alone..."

rafe brought his lips close to your ears, his words turning into a husky whisper, "you're gonna end up in bed with me again. and again. and again."

rafe pressed his lips on your cheeks for an almost chaste kiss before pulling back, yet you could still feel his heat surrounding you. he took your hand, pressing a gift box on the palm of your hand.

"if you're so sure that nothing's ever gonna happen between us again, you should come see me tonight." rafe tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, a fond, challenging smile on his lips "how about you wear that red set you know i love, hm? i'll park across the street at 12."

you felt your cheeks warm up even as rafe pulled away and walked out of the kitchen. you opened the gift box, revealing a golden locket. when you opened it, you felt your heart squeeze in your chest. it was a picture of you, rafe, and leo while you and rafe were still married.

how did he manage to get your to heart to flutter no matter what he did?

you leaned on the doorway, clad in your silky pink nightgown, listening to the soft snores your husband let out. you rubbed your calf with the back of your foot, massaging moisturizer onto your hands, your brows stuck in a furrow, deep in thought. you could get into bed, snuggle up to your husband, go to sleep…

you looked to the alarm clock on your bedside table. five minutes past midnight. five minutes after twelve. you looked to your dressing table, at the golden locket, your mind drifting to the way rafe had looked at you, the way he smiled at you…

you shouldn't. you should go to bed. next to the husband who loves you. you shouldn't put on the locket your former husband gave you. you shouldn't pull on the robe that matched your nightgown and rush downstairs and put your shoes on.

and you most definitely shouldn't rush outside and make your way to the range rover you knew belonged to rafe. but before you could even question the commands your heart were giving you, your body had decided to dismiss the advice your brain was trying to give you, and you found yourself straddling rafe in the backseat of his truck, the car filling with the sounds of your heavy breathing mixing in with his, rushed hands working to undress one another, until you finally felt the head of rafe's cock being pressed against your clit, the sweet friction causing pleasure to pool in your lower stomach.

your hand found his when rafe positioned his cock at your entrance, fingers intertwining the moment you let yourself sink down on his cock, a loud moan leaving your lips.

thunder roared outside of the car but the sounds of rafe's lips on yours was somehow louder, "i knew you wouldn't be able to resist..." rafe breathed out, a whine leaving your lips as he moved you up and down on his cock, your walls practically molding themselves into the shape of his cock. "fuck, always feel so good..." rafe whispered, "like you're made for me..."

you continued riding him, chasing the pleasure that only rafe managed to give you, enjoying the feelings only he managed to tease out of you. "god, rafe..." you let out breathlessly.

"come on, baby..." rafe's hand slid down to your clit, drawing patterns on the throbbing bud with his thumb, "tell me you're only made for me... tell me you want me and no one else..."

rafe's thrusts grew more intense, more purposeful the longer you were quiet for, his cock kissing your cervix as if it would draw those words out of you, until finally he stilled his hips inside of you and paused the movements of his finger, a loud whine leaving your lips. "tell me..." he mumbled against your swollen lips, "tell me, or i'm not gonna keep going..."

"i'm made just for you..." you brought your lips to his for a gentle peck, "i don't want anyone else but you..." "yeah, you're all mine..." rafe mumbled against your lips, his hips starting to thrust up into you all over again.

and thirty minutes later, when you slipped into the bed you shared with your clueless, sleeping husband, looking to the man with rafe's cum still inside of you after he'd fucked it up into you, whispering about how it was proof you're all his, you couldn't help but think that the words were true.

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[whimsicalwritersstuff]

── Sweet as honey

18+ MDNI

Pairing: Harry Castillo x fem!Reader

Summary: You work at a restaurant where Harry Castillo is waiting for his date, but things don't go as planned.

Warnings: 18+. unprotected sex, size difference, Age gap (50s,20s), fingering, praise, pet names, soft!harry, pinv, little bit fluff

words: 4.000+

You worked to pay your way through law school waiting tables in fancy restaurants. Serving couples and families that could afford such expensive meals.

Working late nights for the kind of money they tip you. But as much as you enjoyed the hustle and bustle of the job, you looked at the couples who came in and you often dreamed of finding someone you could spend your time with. Someone to share that kind of life with

This particular night, a man was sat alone in your section you worked in. He seemed to be trying to appear busy on his phone. But you could catch him looking around the restaurant, as if he was waiting for someone.

You wondered why he didn’t have a companion when he was dressed so finely. His suit was clearly designer, and his watch alone probably cost as much as your yearly salary

Despite yourself, you kept stealing glances in his direction from time to time. You chastised yourself for doing it, but you couldn’t help yourself. He was attractive, and the way his suit coat pulled against his broad shoulders, and the way his thighs filled out his trousers in all the right places…you were only human after all

As the night wore on, you noticed that he still had yet to order any food. It was nearing closing time, and everyone else around him had already left.

You eventually grew brave enough to approach him, your heart beating a bit louder in your chest. You mustered up the courage and walked up to his table. Clearing your voice softly you spoke

"Excuse me, sir? Can I get you anything? It’s almost closing time."

The man looked up at you and spoke in a slight sarcastic tone in his voice,

"Hmm, how about a date that actually shows up? Would that be too much to ask?"

You apologized softly, feeling sorry for the man sitting alone. "I'm sorry she didn’t show up. Would you still like anything to eat or drink?"

The man leaned back in his chair as he looked up at you, a slight smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. He tilted his head to the side slightly, his gaze appraising you appreciatively.

"Well, I didn’t plan on going home early. Care to take the place of my now-absent date instead?"

You felt your cheeks heat up as you stammered out a response. You fidgeted with the pen in your hand, trying to keep your voice steady as you replied with a soft tone

"Uh, my shift doesn't technically end until midnight, actually." Your heart skipped a beat as you noticed his attention on you. You wondered if he could hear it, or if he could tell how flustered you were.

He leaned back in his chair as he looked down at his designer wrist watch before returning to you with a smirk. He tilted his head to the side as he spoke,

"I've already waited this long. Another half hour is nothing."

You nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you rushed away to finish up. You could feel his gaze on you, watching your every move. It made your heart flutter in your chest, your cheeks flushed.

You quickly finished up your shift, and once off the clock, you changed back into your dress. You spent a few extra minutes fixing yourself up in the mirror, fluffing your hair and adjusting your makeup.

His gaze roamed over you as you approached, and he couldn't help but notice how lovely you looked. Even with your hair tousled and without any makeup, he found himself drawn to you. With a charming smile, he spoke, "You look lovely."

Your cheeks flushed slightly at his compliment, and you couldn't help but smile. You tucked a strand of your tousled hair behind your ear and spoke softly, "Thank you, that's very sweet of you to say. You look quite handsome yourself."

As the restaurant began to close up, the staff started to clear out, leaving you and the man to walk outside together. The night air was crisp and a bit cool, a pleasant change from the warmth of the restaurant.

He walked beside you as you walked, your footsteps falling in sync with his. The dim streetlights cast a soft glow over his features, making him even more handsome in the soft light

He looked down at you with a smile as he spoke "So.. what's your name?"

You looked up at him as you walked, returning his smile with a shy one of your own. You felt a tad bit flustered, being so close to this handsome mystery man.

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear once more as you spoke, your voice sounding soft and a just a bit breathless.

"I'm (your name). And you are?"

The man repeated your name before speaking, "that's a lovely name you have, My name's Harry. Harry Castillo."

Harry stuck his hands in his pockets as the two of you continued walking along. He glanced over at you as he spoke,

"So, what is someone as lovely as yourself doing working the late shift at a fancy restaurant?"

You felt your cheeks heat up slightly as he complimented you, a soft smile pulling at the corners of your lips. You shrugged slightly as you spoke, a bit sheepish.

"Uh, well, I'm actually a law student. Working at the restaurant helps me pay the bills while I work on my degree."

Harry nodded, clearly impressed by your ambition as he spoke,

"Law student, huh? That's really admirable. Taking the initiative to better your future." He continued, "I can't imagine it leaves much time for socializing. Which, I'm assuming, is why you're still single and had no date tonight."

You felt yourself blushing even more as he so bluntly addressed your current single status as you let out a soft sigh.

"Yeah, it certainly makes it difficult to have a social life. Between studying and working, I don't have much free time to go out. My friends constantly pester me to 'go out and meet people' but..." you shrugged, "It's not as easy as it sounds."

Harry nodded in understanding, his expression softening,

"I get it. It can be really tough to make time for a social life when you're juggling so much. And meeting people isn't always easy, especially when you're as busy as you are."

He glanced at you with a sympathetic smile before continuing, "How long have you been single, if you don't mind me asking?"

You hesitated for a moment before answering, a bit embarrassed to admit it aloud,

"Awhile, actually." You fidgeted with the sleeve of your dress, suddenly finding the ground very interesting, "To be completely honest, I haven't had a date or any kind of relationship in... a couple years."

You grimaced slightly, feeling like you were a bit pathetic for admitting it aloud.

Harry raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your admittance.

"A couple years?" He repeated softly, clearly not expecting the answer "That's a long time to be single, especially for a young beautiful women like yourself." He said as he couldn't wrap his head around the fact that someone like you, young and beautiful, could go that long without being asked out.

He chuckled dryly, shaking his head in disbelief before speaking again "That's a hell of a long time, doll. I don't understand how someone hasn't snatched you up yet. They're clearing missing out, big time."

You blushed slightly, feeling both flattered and a bit embarrassed by his words. You bit your lip as you spoke, trying to hide your flustered expression.

"Well, I... guess I just haven't found the right person yet." You tried to sound nonchalant, but you couldn't help the hint of longing in your voice as you spoke, "Sometimes it's hard to find someone you connect with when you're so busy with your studies. I guess I'm just... picky." You shrugged.

Harry nodded, understanding your explanation. He glanced over at you with a small smile, noticing the flicker of longing in your eyes as you spoke. Wanting to lighten the mood, he changed the subject.

"Well," he said lightly, "enough about single status. What's your favorite thing to do when you do have free time? You know, besides studying, working at the restaurant, and being stunning, that is" he teased.

You chuckled at his teasing comment, shaking your head slightly,

"You're quite cheesy, you know that?" You said with a smirk, though you were secretly flattered by his compliments. You thought for a moment before answering his question. "When I have free time, I love reading. I'm a big fan of true crime and historical nonfiction. And sometimes, I like to just curl up on the couch and binge watch documentaries."

You paused, looking over at him curiously "What about you? What do you do for fun, besides dress in designer suits and flirt with waitresses?"

Harry smirked as you teased him about his flirting, amused by your sass,

"Oh, you noticed the suit, huh?" He chuckled dryly, running a hand through his messy hair. He paused, considering your question before continuing "Well, when I'm not working or entertaining waitresses, I like to go to the gym and do a bit of boxing. I take my fitness pretty seriously." He smirked,

You rolled your eyes playfully as you spoke in a dry tone, "Oh wow, look at you, Mr. Muscles. Very impressive." You teased. "I bet you spend more time admiring yourself in the mirrors at the gym than lifting weights." You smirked at him.

Harry feigned offense at your lighthearted jab, placing a hand over his heart dramatically,

"Hey now, I'll have you know I spend plenty of time lifting weights. Although, can you blame me for admiring a masterpiece like this?" He ran a hand down his muscular chest with mock arrogance.

As you were laughing, Harry's attention turned to a nearby food truck a short distance away. He smiled, an idea forming in his head.

"Hey, you know what? I'm suddenly in the mood for some late night street food. Let's grab some, my treat." He started walking towards the food truck,

You followed after him, You couldn't help but smile as you walked next to him. "Street food at midnight? Sounds like an adventure. I'm not one to turn down a midnight snack."

You took a seat at a nearby table while Harry approached the food truck to order. You watched as he talked to the vendor, gesturing animatedly and clearly enjoying the options.

A smile played on your lips at his lively demeanor. It was endearing to see him so enthusiastic about something as simple as street food.

Harry soon returned to the table with two juicy cheeseburgers and a plate of crispy fries balanced in one hand and two milkshakes in the other. He sat down across from you, placing the food on the table with a satisfied smile

"Voila, street food at its finest. Hope you like cheeseburgers." He chuckled and pushed a plate towards you "Dig in."

You picked up the cheeseburger and took a bite, the salty meat and melted cheese exploding in your mouth. You couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan,

"Oh my god, this is so good." You said, speaking with your mouth full a bit before covering it apologetically, "Oops, sorry. I guess I'm hungrier than I thought." You chuckled before taking a sip of soda to wash down the bite.

"No need to apologize, doll. I love a woman who can appreciate good food." He picked up his own burger and took a bite, "That is good..." He chewed and swallowed before continuing " I think I've found my new favorite late night snack spot."

You chuckled, nodding in agreement as you continued to enjoy your burger. You could feel your mood lifting as you chatted easily with Harry. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable, a rarity in your life lately.

"I have to admit, this is a much better late night plan than studying and stress eating at my apartment like usual." You laughed softly, taking another sip of your milkshake, "Thanks for the unexpected adventure, by the way."

Harry chuckled, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Hey, I couldn't let you spend another night studying or stress eating alone, could I? Sometimes you just need a good ol' fashioned street food adventure to make life more exciting." He glanced at you with a smirk, "Besides, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to buy a pretty girl a meal." He winked,

You blushed at his compliment, the casual charm in his voice making it hard to resist. You tried to play it cool, hiding your fluster behind a smirk.

"You're quite the charmer, you know that? You teased, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Using food and compliments to get on a girl's good side. Not very original, but it's effective." You said, taking another bite of your burger

Harry chuckled, shrugging off your teasing with a smirk,

"What can I say? I'm a simple man. I see a pretty girl, I offer her food, and I throw in a compliment or two for good measure. It's a tried and true formula. And hey, it's working, isn't it?" He winked, his tone laced with confident cockiness.

You rolled your eyes playfully, pretending to be annoyed at his smugness. In truth, you found it oddly endearing.

"Oh you're just full of yourself, aren't you?" You scoffed, trying to suppress a laugh. "I suppose I can't fault you for using what works. Even if it is a bit cliche." Harry chuckled, raising an eyebrow in mock offense.

"Cliché, huh? I prefer to think of it as classic. You know, some things just never go out of style."

You rolled your eyes, trying to hide a smile,

"Oh please, classic is just a nice way of saying overdone." You teased in a playful tone, finishing off your last bite of burger

"But hey, I suppose clichés exist because they work, right? And I guess I can't complain when it results in a pretty girl and a midnight cheeseburger." You smirked, enjoying the banter between you two.

A few hours passed in what seemed like an instant. The two of you had been chatting for god knows how long. As the night breeze blew past, Harry looked at you from across the table, his gaze soft as he met your eyes.

"You know, I have to say, I'm glad my date didn't show up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the pleasure of spending the night with you instead." He smiled softly, the sincerity in his eyes clear in the moonlight.

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, You tried to play it cool, but you couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corners of your lips.

"I suppose it was a happy accident then." You said softly, holding his gaze for another moment before looking down at your now empty plate, trying to hide your slight fluster.

Harry noticed your attempt to conceal your fluster and smiled at your bashfulness. He decided to take a chance, hoping to extend the night a bit longer. He spoke softly,

"Since our night is still young and I'm not quite ready to call it a night just yet, I have a proposition for you. How about I treat you to a nightcap at my place? It's not too far from here." He offered, raising an eyebrow in question.

You considered his proposal for a moment, your heart rate quickening at the suggestion of spending more time with him.

A nightcap at your place, huh? That sounds... nice." You nodded after a moment, You knew you should probably be more cautious with a man you met only a few hours ago, but something about Harry made you feel safe. You glanced up at him, a small smile on your lips.

"Sure. Why not. Lead the way."

A smile spread across Harry's lips as you agreed to his offer. He stood up from his seat and grabbing their trash and throwing them in the trash can nearby before offering you his hand, his touch gentle yet firm as you took it.

"Excellent. Let's go." He interlocked his fingers with yours and began leading you down the sidewalk. The streets were almost empty now, only the occasional passing car breaking the peaceful quiet of the night.

"We're not too far from my place. Just around the corner." He explained, still holding your hand gently.

As you walked together, Harry signaled for a passing cab. A yellow taxi slowed to a stop in front of you, and Harry held the door open for you as you slid into the backseat.

"After you, doll." He said with a charming smile. Once inside, he gave the driver directions to his place before settling back into his seat, his thigh pressing lightly against yours.

The taxi drove through the city streets, the city skyline passing by outside the window in a blur of neon lights and tall buildings. As your thighs touched in the cramped backseat, you glanced over at harry, a small smile playing on your face.

"Not too cramped back there, are you?" You teased, The intimate proximity made your heart flutter slightly.

Harry chuckled softly, the sound deep and velvety. His hand slipped casually onto your thigh, not quite resting there, but lightly touching your smooth skin.

"No, it's just right." He spoke softly as his hand gently squeezed your leg, his touch sending electric tingles down your spine as he looked down at you.

The air in the cab felt hotter as Harry's hand remained on your thigh, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down your spine. He leaned in slightly, his voice lowered.

"You know, you're pretty easy to rile up, doll." He said with a smirk, his eyes fixed on you as he gently squeezed your leg again, his thumb tracing lazy circles near the seam*

You met his gaze, your cheeks flushed as the intensity between you two grew. Your gaze flicked down to his lips for a moment before meeting his eyes again.

You leaned in slowly, drawn to him like a magnet. Your lips finally met his, soft and tentative at first, the touch delicate yet electric. You kissed him gently, trying to contain the growing desire that threatened to consume you.

Harry's eyes closed briefly as your lips met his, savoring the feeling of your soft mouth against his. He returned the kiss, slightly tilting his head to deepen it. His hand on your thigh tightened, his grip possessive as he pulled you closer.

His tongue darted out, teasing against your lips, begging for access. He groaned softly into the kiss, unable to get enough of you. The cab continued its journey, the outside world forgotten as Harry lost himself in the moment, his other hand moving to your waist and pulling you almost onto his lap.

You felt yourself being pulled onto his lap, your bodies now pressed tightly together in the back of the cab. His kisses grew more urgent, his hands roaming over your curves. His lips moved from your mouth, trailing down your jawline and along your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"God dammit, doll. You're killin' me." He nipped at your neck, his voice rough with desire as he spoke against your skin,

Harry's lips found the sensitive spot on your neck, and he nipped and sucked at the skin, leaving heated kisses in their path. One of his hands gripped your hip, holding you tightly against him,

"Do you have any idea how insane you're making me right now?" He groaned against your skin, his voice slightly strained.

You gasped softly as Harry's mouth and hands teased your skin, your body responding eagerly to his touch.

You felt him press against you as he shifted, you slowly began to rock against him, your hips grinding into his arousal, creating a delicious friction between you both.

Harry groaned softly, the sound low and rough as his hand slipped under your skirt, his fingers trailing up your inner thigh. His grip on your waist tightened as he teased along the edge of your panties, feeling the damp fabric as he pressed his palm against your center.

"God, doll. You're already dripping wet for me." He murmured, his thumb tracing slow, teasing circles against your clothed core.

You gasped softly at Harry's touch, feeling the heat building between your thighs as he teased you under your skirt. Your body responded eagerly to his touch, and you leaned into him, seeking more of that electrifying sensation.

"Are you going to be a good girl and let me take care of you, doll?" He whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your skin as his hand continued to tease and toy with you through the thin fabric.

He leaned in closer, his voice low and rough as he murmured into your ear. "I want to hear you say it, babygirl. I want to hear you beg for me." He said, his fingers gliding up and down your inner thigh, the tease both maddening and delicious.

You moaned softly at his words, your body already growing needy and desperate for his touch. You tried to push against his hand, seeking more friction, but Harry gripped your thigh harder, holding you in place.

"Please. Please... I want you." You whispered, your voice slightly breathless as you met his gaze, your own eyes dark with desire as you pleaded with him.

"I need you, Harry. Please." You added, desperation in your tone.

Harry groaned at your admission, his own arousal only heightened by your needy begging. He could feel the effect he was having on you, your body trembling under his touch as you pleaded with him for more. The way you were begging, the hunger in your voice, all of it was driving him wild. He nipped at your neck before leaning in close to your ear.

"You have no idea how good you sound right now." He murmured, his voice rough with desire.

Harry's fingers slowly push your panties aside, his eyes watching your body tense as he spreads your lower lips. He finds your wetness, his fingers sliding easily through your folds. He slowly circles your clit, teasingly slow, watching your body react to his touch

His breathing grows heavier as he watches your body squirm under his fingers. He maintains that agonizingly slow pace, rubbing light circles around your sensitive bud. Every now and then, he dips a finger slightly lower, barely stroking your entrance, but then immediately returns to teasing your clit.

You can't help the soft moan that escapes your lips, trying to keep it low so only Harry can hear it. Your hand reaches up to his shoulder, gripping it tightly while the other tangles itself in his dark locks.

Feeling your soft moan and your hands gripping him, Harry slowly slides one finger inside you. He moves it in and out at the same pace he was circling your clit earlier - slow and teasing. His free hand moves to your hip, holding you in place as he finger-fucks you gently.

He keeps his eyes locked on yours, watching your reactions as he slowly adds another finger, stretching you gently. He curls his fingers slightly, hitting that spot inside you that makes your breath hitch. His thumb finds your clit again, rubbing it in slow circles as his fingers work in and out of you.

Feeling your body respond to his touch, Harry can't resist anymore. He leans in, capturing your lips in a heated kiss as he continues to finger-fuck you. His tongue explores your mouth as his fingers explore your pussy.

As you kiss, Harry quickens his pace, his fingers moving faster in and out of you. He can feel your walls tightening around him, knowing you're getting close. He breaks the kiss, nipping at your jaw and neck as he curls his fingers inside you, hitting that spot over and over again.

Your hips move on their own, grinding against his palm, his fingers hitting that perfect spot. You moan softly into his ear, your eyes closed tightly. Your eyebrows furrow in pleasure as you ride his hand, taking his fingers deeper with each grind.

Feeling your body move against his hand, Harry groans softly, his cock throbbing in response. He can feel your wetness coating his fingers as he moves them faster, harder. He knows you're close when your moans become more urgent and your body starts to trembl.

He can feel your body tensing up, your hips grinding faster against his hand as he continues to finger-fuck you relentlessly. Your moans grow louder in his ear as he curls his fingers inside you one last time before hitting that spot repeatedly.

With a final, thrust of Harry's fingers, your body convulses around his fingers as you come undone. Your juices coat his hand as he continues to move his fingers inside you, drawing out your orgasm. He holds you close, his lips on your neck as you ride out the waves of pleasure.

As you come down from your high, Harry slowly pulls his fingers out of you, making sure to hit that spot one last time to make you whimper.

He brings his wet fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean, moaning softly at the taste of your pussy.

Harry leans in close, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers huskily, "Fuck, you taste as sweet as honey babygirl..." He kisses your neck gently before helping you sit back down on the car seat, your legs feeling like jelly and your face flushed a deep red.

You're panting heavily, trying to catch your breath as harry leans back in his seat, his hard cock still straining against his pants. "Look at you..."

Harry chuckles softly as he watches you squirm in your seat, trying to get comfortable after the intense finger-fucking you just received. He loves seeing you like this, all worked up and needy. He reaches down and adjusts his hard-on, groaning softly. "So fucking cute..."

Harry pushes you against the door as soon as they're inside his penthouse, his hands going straight to your ass. Your tongues clash hungrily as he walks them deeper into the house without breaking the kiss.

Harry's lips move down to your neck, sucking softly. You peek over his shoulder, your eyes wide as you take in his penthouse. It's huge and modern, with floor-to-ceiling windows showing off the city lights. You realize he's rich - really rich.

He carries you through the living room, past the state-of-the-art kitchen, and up the spiral staircase leading to the master bedroom.

He kicks the door open and tosses you onto the king-sized bed, following after you immediately. His body covers yours as he kisses you deeply once more.

You giggle softly as Harry's weight presses down on you, his lips never leaving yours. He smiles against your mouth, loving the sound. His hands roam over your body, caressing your curves through your clothes. He grinds his hard-on against your core, making you gasp.

You help Harry lift your dress off over your head, revealing your black lace bra and panties underneath. He throws the dress aside and trails kisses down your neck and collarbone as he unhooks your bra, exposing your breasts. He sucks one nipple into his mouth while rolling the other between his fingers.

You arch your back, pushing your chest out as Harry plays with your sensitive peaks. He groans against your skin, his hands moving to your hips to pull down your panties.

You wiggle out of them, kicking them off the bed. Now you're completely bare underneath him, his suit still on.

Harry pulls back slightly to admire the view, his eyes dark with desire as he takes in your naked body.

He quickly unbuttons his shirt, throwing it aside before removing his pants and boxers in one go. His massive erection springs free, making you bite your lip as he crawls back over you.

"You're so fucking pretty like this," Harry murmurs, spreading your legs wide apart. "Fuck, look at you. All spread out for me with your little wet pussy on display."

He runs a finger up your slit, collecting your wetness before bringing it to his mouth to suck clean.

He groans softly, his cock twitching at the taste of your arousal. "I need to be inside you," he growls, positioning himself at your entrance.

He rubs the head of his cock against your clit, making you moan softly before sliding it down to your opening.

Harry pushes the tip of his massive cock against your small entrance, trying to work it inside. But you're so tight and small that it's a tight fit. He groans in frustration, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Fuck babygirl, you're too fucking tight."

He starts to push harder, his thick head stretching your tiny hole. You cry out in pain and pleasure as he slowly pushes past the barrier, his thick length inching inside you. He's so big that he can only fit about half of himself before hitting your cervix. "Shit..."

He stops moving, his half-length buried inside you as he kisses your forehead softly. "Shh, baby. I know, I know I'm too big for you right now," he murmurs against your skin, his hands gently stroking your thighs. "If it's too much pain, we can stop."

You look up at him and shake your head, "n-no no please, please don't stop, keep going I can take it," you said breathlessly,

Harry smiled softly against your forehead at your plea, his hips starting to move slowly again.

"Good girl," he murmurs. He starts to pull out slightly before pushing back in slowly, giving your body time to adjust to his size. He kisses your neck and breasts softly as he moves gently inside you.

You lean your head back against the plush silk pillow, your body relaxing as Harry continues to move inside you. His slow thrusts hit all the right spots, making you moan loudly.

Harry's eyes darken with lust as he hears your moans, his hips moving faster but still gently. He leans down to capture your mouth in a deep kiss, swallowing your moans as he thrusts deeper into your tight pussy. "Goddamn," he groans into your mouth,

He breaks the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down your neck and chest, his pace gradually increasing. Harry then hooked your legs over his shoulders, spreading you wider and hitting deeper.

You moan loudly as Harry hooks your legs over his shoulders, his deep thrusts hitting your G-spot perfectly. "More... Please, harry more..." you whimper,

The room echoes with wet, squelching sounds as Harry pounds into your pussy mercilessly. Your bodies slap together loudly, the sound of wet sex filling the air. You cry out as he hits deep inside you, your juices coating his length and inner thighs.

Harry closes his eyes as he feels your tight pussy gripping his massive length. "Fuck, babygirl... You're taking my big dick like such a good girl..." He groans, his pace becoming almost brutal as he ravages your little hole.

He leans down, his body pressing against yours as he fucks you harder. "Your little pussy is so fucking tight and wet for me, babygirl. You love taking my big cock, don't you?"

You nod your head frantically, your mouth hanging open as Harry continues to pound into you. "Y-yes! Please... please don't stop!" You beg,

Harry's head roll back slightly as your words and tight pussy push him over the edge. He slams into you one last time, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he releases a torrent of hot cum. "Fuck!" He cursed loudly gripping your thighs so tightly there will probably be bruises all over her thighs.

Your body convulses around his cock as he fills you with his hot seed, triggering your own orgasm.

You scream out his name loudly, the sound echoing through the penthouse as your pussy squeezes him tightly.

Harry collapses on top of you, his face buried in your neck as he continues to empty himself inside you.

He stays buried deep, his cock twitching with aftershocks as he holds you tightly. The room is filled with the scent of sex.

Both of you lay there, completely spent and drenched in sweat. Harry's weight is partially on you as he catches his breath, his face pressed against your neck. Your legs are still wrapped around him, his softening cock still buried deep inside. "Babygirl... You were so good"

After a few moments, he carefully pulls out of you and lays down beside you, his arm wrapping around your waist.

He pulls you close, so you're snuggled against his side with your head on his chest. He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I've got you, babygirl... I've got you..."

You melt into his embrace, your body fitting perfectly against his. Your leg throws over his hips possessively as you snuggle closer.

His fingers play with your hair while his other arm holds you tightly. You can hear his heart beating steadily beneath your ear. "Mmm..."

[rafeslvbug]

rafe taking care of maybank reader and no one knows that he has a super soft side for her?? he drops off extra food for her and small gifts (clothes.. new phone... money?) one day she suddenly doesn't text and says pass and he finds out she's sick and no one is home to take care of her? (pls?)

rafe taking care of maybank!reader

it was small. a little curse under your breath. poking of your bottom lip out, when your phone died on you for the third time today. poor battery life on your iphone 7 that you’d had for years now.

it was small, but nothing slipped past rafe.

you knew whenever you walked up to him, and he had that ridiculous grin on his face, even in front of jj, that he was up to something. usually it’d be a kiss, the type that’d make jj want to run off and find a bush to puke in. today? a little pink bag. dangling it by the strings, holding it up for you, making eye contact with jj across the road for the briefest moments before back to you.

the box, an image of a pink iphone, was heavy in your hand, causing your jaw to fall. you blinked at it in shock, like it was a figment of your imagination. bound to disappear. a cruel trick.

“well..open it then,” he nudges your shoulder, though you hand stays firmly wrapped around the box. almost unwilling.

“rafe..” you begin, and he tuts, folding his arms across his chest. you give him your “i’m not taking this” look, and he shoots you with his “you don’t have a choice” look.

“your phone’s crap, i know you must’ve saved hard to get it baby, an’ i’m proud but i wanted to get you a new one!”

you bite your lip, turning the box over in your hands. it feels expensive, a limited edition item you don’t even want to unwrap.

“okay don’t think of it as for you! it’s for me, i want to be able to text my girl without her phone dying before she can respond, or her phone cutting off mid-call,” his finger tilts your chin up so you’re staring at his eyes. creased at the corners, brimming with joy. he loves this. loves taking care of you. loves spending his money on you.

“are you sure?” you ask, not wanting to force this on him. the last thing you want is to become one those spoilt kook brats.

“don’t ever ask me that again.”

a squeal escaping your lips, you throw your arms around his neck, giggling when he lifts you in his arms by the waist. “thank you,” you repeat like a mantra, kissing him between each time you say the phrase. rafe only chuckles, holding you tighter.

from across the road, kiara’s pulling jj away from crossing towards you guys, while he faintly yells, “what did that bastard give you?”

there’s rapping on the door to the chateau, and john b groans, throwing his head back as he yells at whoever it is to “go away!”.

then the returned yell of, “open up!”

jj throws his cap onto the table, dramatically exclaiming, “oh for god’s sake! y/n you keep bringing that rat into out house!”

“jj don’t call him that, he’s come with good intentions!” you scold, getting off the couch to answer the door, rafe’s scowl dissipating at the sight of you.

“hey baby,” he drawls, holding out the large takeaway bag you ordered from him, treating him like some personal uber driver; he was more than happy to abide.

“wrap it up!” jj starts shouting, coming to join you guys in the doorway and pausing when he sees the food. jj’s a known sucker for food.

“he got the burgers you like,” you blink innocently up at your older brother. cautiously, as if rafe’s gonna bite him, jj takes the bag from his hand, peeking through and nodding when he does find the burgers.

“thanks man,” jj nods, about to walk off with the food before you call him back.

“hey!”

“hey?” he pokes his head back around the door. pretending to be oblivious wasn’t fooling anyone, certainly not you.

“rafe got the food..so don’t you think he should get to eat the food he bought..?” you ask, slowly, accentuating the fact that rafe bought the food for all of them, himself included.

fishing through the bag, jj pulls out the meal he assumes is rafe’s, based on everyone else’s preferences. “here ya go cameron,” he holds out rafe’s food to him, to which rafe accepts with one of his classic smiles of amusement. “go eat in your car.”

and the door slams shut.

“jj!” you yell, following your brother into the living room where he’s begun dishing out food. pope and cleo are snickering in the corner, sarah pouting for her older brother and john b and kie laughing at jj’s antics.

“what?”

“give me my food.”

“don’t tell me you’re gonna–“ you snatch your food out of his hand, quickly rushing out the house and up to rafe’s car. knocking on the window, you grab his attention, leading him to beckon you in with two fingers. you’re beaming as you climb into the car, settling your food on your lap. “thought i’d join you.”

“was waiting for you to join me,” he chuckles, sipping on his drink.

“thanks for the milkshake,” you grin, a true teenage girl, infatuated with her boyfriend. rafe murmurs a “your welcome” before leaning over to pinch a fry.

“jj forgot to give me my fries,” he says casually, munching on the crinkle cut he just stole.

shifting your food off your lap, you open the door and hop down, “wait here i’ll get it back!” you tell him, running off back inside the house, ever so eager.

“oh wait wait!”

you pause by the chateau door.

“steal his fries too!”

you burst into giggles, but nod anyways, running out the house a minute later with two loads of fries and an annoyed jj.

yet another casual slip of the tongue. “god i wish jellycats weren’t so expensive,” you muttered, upright in rafe’s bed as he slept, a heavy arm draped over your waist.

you didn’t notice his eye peek open, the subtle glance he took at the giraffe on your screen, labelled ‘back in stock’, priced £45.

he could afford that.

he ordered it the first moment he could. once you had dozed off and he could discreetly turn his phone on. you had rambled to him on more than one occasion on how fast certain things can get sold, so he chose not to risk his luck buying the ‘rolie polie giraffe’ by prolonging it for more than he needed to.

purchased!

another night, the parcel’s been tucked under his bed for a few hours, waiting for the right moment. then he sets it on your lap, drawing your attention from the movie on the tv infront of you to the blue plastic.

you let out a small gasp.

the jellycat logo is written everywhere on the outside. you don’t even care which one it is. you didn’t even think he knew you wanted this stuff. but when you open it? and your dream jellycat is in there? rafe’s attacked with an onslaught of kisses.

“how did you know?” you ask, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he chuckles through the whole thing.

“saw it on your phone,” he grins, puckering his lips for another kiss you’re more than happy to give.

“i love you,” you smile, elated.

“d’you love the teddy more?” he asks, giving you a pointed look.

“maybe…but i’ll name her after you? so it’s basically loving you more..?” you giggle, rafe rolling his eyes but accepting his fate anyways, pulling you towards him with an “i love you too.”

“oh my god! she’s sick, okay?” jj throws his hands up at rafe, annoyed with the man whose been pestering him at his job for the past half an hour to figure out why you haven’t been texting him back. jj returns to his mowing, while rafe runs back to his car, starting the engine and immediately driving to the chateau.

when he knocks, he’s saddened to see you answer the door, wrapped in blankets, nose red. “hey rafe,” you sniffle, rubbing your eye with the back of your hand. he moves to step over the threshold only for you to try and push the door closed.

“hey baby– what? what are you doing?”

“don’t! you’ll get a cold! get back out!”

“baby–“

“out, rafe!” you shoo, not opening the door again until he stepped back. it was a mistake, however, because the moment you opened the door fully again he darted forwards, past you and kicking the door shut behind him.

“rafe,” you groan, cut short by a sneeze.

“awh baby,” he brushes back your hair, guiding you back into your room. settling you down on the bed, he empties out the contents of his bag. medicine. soup. one of the many jellycats you keep at his place.

“don’t you have work?” you murmur, accepting the medicine he holds out to you.

“wonderful thing about owning a company princess, days off whenever you want,” he sighs, sitting down next to you on the bed, pulling you into his chest.

“you’re gonna get sick,” you say, cuddling into him.

“well, you’re not doing much to stop that anymore are you?” he chuckles glancing down at your snuggled form against him. you simply shrug, and rafe shakes his head, settling back with you.

[astroyosei]

［愛］how would they show their love to you?

　—　safe for minors !

　—　fluffy, long + detailed !

　—　the casettes are numbered from

　　　　　　　　　　　left to right, 1- 2- 3 !

- Casette 1 -

your cards: the chariot, the ace of pentacles, the temperance reversed (lol), the IX of pentacles reversed, the king of pentacles👌

I feel like they are reallyyy into big gestures and moves when it comes to showing affection for you! I'm thinking of things like dressing up nicely, picking you up with a nice, impressive, well-kept car, going into an expensive restaurant. Like literally put on a show for you... Getting strong leo venus vibes here ngl!✨

I think they are the classical, "oldschool" gentleman type. I could clearly see a big pretty boquet of amazing fresh bloodred roses.❤️ I think they would LOVE to make every cliché thing straight out of a romcom movie to come alive in your romance.... They feel like you deserve it. That you deserve every miracle, and exaggeration, and cringey- cheesy thing they Ever saw in their life!😂😂😂

I also could feel that they are the type of men who really like to take good care of themselves!❤️ Nicely cut, clean nails and hair. And i think they smell like really good omg!!!.. you know what they might be actually straight off a fan of perfumes!!

No, they don't think it's girly. They don't think it's manly either. They just think it's a part of being a decent, clean, respectful hygienic person. Also stylish. Genderlessly. But that's strongly feels like the second most important thing here. Def the decent part is the first here👏👏

They feel like a HEALTHY masculine man!!! Who's manly enough to allow themselves to be "girly" you know what i mean. To be gentle, emotional, soft(!), sensitive, nurturing, observant, calm, collected.... features we consider divine or traditionally feminine traits.

And they doing ALL THESE naturally already! Like already before being in a relationship with you. Even before meeting you! In their everyday lives, without having their ego and pride in shambles. You'll meet them having this state of mind already and you'll love it.♡ (me too, cause honestly... It's hard to find a real man like this): )

- Casette 2 -

your cards: the VIII of pentacles reversed, the II of swords reversed, the strength(❤️!), the fool, the II of cups🥺 -

Straight off the bat, i can see that they are a very nature- orinted, or nature- lover person! I feel like they have a very strict, 9-5 / 8-4 all-day-in-the-office kind of job, so they really enjoy being outdoors, seeing plants (trees foremost!) as a high contrast to what they're seeing all day at work😂 poor thing..

I also feel like they really enjoy looking at the colors of nature... So the first thing that came to my mind about them is...Surprise trips into the nature!✨ They would genuiely cherish sharing their "comfort spaces" or such with you. I'm thinking, sharing quality time with you might be their first or most important love language!❤️

I feel like, many of you who choose this pile, ain't really a fan right now of being outdoors, hiking, going to forest trips and such, so this will be a wild new experience for you, to go dates like this✨ but let me tell you, even if you didn't think like this or didn't think about this before, y'all will enjoy it very much!!!🥰

I feel like this will be for the minority of the people who choose this pile: so you were already familiar with relaxing and spending time outdoors like this, so it won't be a whole new experience for you. But it will feel definitely different - an intimate and bonding experience with Them🥰<3 maybe even y'all will feel like this whole thing feels new with Them on your side ngl<3 it definitely feels special, calming and bonding at the same time

Side note, they might be also interested in photography - so it's not just about drinking in all those beautiful scenes and sights but also capturing them to keep these moments like forever -

- Casette 3 -

your cards: the moon reversed, the hermit reversed (omg😭), the II of cups, the X of swords reversed, the page of pentacles i -

This spread was more like their very own personal story they decided to bravely tell you - you better embrace it, they're SHY

So I honestly feel like y'alls future spouses - or next partners, or the one you thought about;) are just reallyy the shy type when it comes to showing affection oh my god!😭 I feel like they are naturally like this in their everyday life, even when it's not about romance though:) but i feel like y'all will find them cute for this for real:3 -

These ppl will prefer to say this way honestly even after the two of you start this relationship - no, definitely not because they don't like you. They rlly like u. A. Lot. So much it feels overwhelming to them. Don't make fun of them pls😤 - no, I don't feel like you will. Banter about it, yeah. But y'all love these kind of men, and you know how sensitive they are, and you will lovingly take care of their gentle heart❤️

So expressing things gonna start becoming extra when you're low🥺 they will feel like you just neeeed to feel that extra care and lob they have for u (all the time, they just keep it lowkey, to stay true to themselves. Like authentic) and they're here for your service ma'am🥺

they will RUN in fact, for your service. Smelling virgo juno vibes ifkyk;) in these cases, they will prefer to use two primary love language to express their love for you.🫶 And one is them will definitely be physical touch.

Like they would be the type to give you a massage or run a bath for you, when u don't feel really nice🥺 even without you telling them that it would feel nice, or that it would make you feel better.. they know it babe. They already know it, they already know you, how you function, what could help, and they be already doing it, without you having to left a finger.🙏 They feel like a blessing fr!...

I also think they are a big fan of cuddling in general, and they would be at it even More, when they know you're exhausted, mentally or physically.

They would pick you up from the ground (theoretically or literally) and let you lay your head on their chest, while they would be whispering sweet little nothings or supporting words into your ear (flexing their second love language aka words of affirmation!✨) They would do this only for you. To soothe your tired soul and body❤️ they are a keeper. you should keep them too❤️

𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

silver stars falling gif dividers credits to the(ir) owner(s). gonna upload this part when i find it

casette pictures are from pinterest

white bow + lace divider credits to the(ir) owner(s). gonna upload this part as well when i find it

pink hearts gif divider is from @anitalenia

pink floral + checkered dividers are from @diviniyae

[woon23-78]

bf!boynextdoor

pairing: ot6!bnd x f!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

sungho:

okay sungho is like the textbook perfect boyfriend (husband) imo

he gives me traditional man energy, not like in a bad way though

he would never let you pay for anything and if you asked him to pay he would be like what why

he definitely knows the sidewalk rule! and basically all of the secret codes of being a gentleman

he's a big hand holder, like all the time

he would also like having a hand around your waist

literally so romantic

like he always plans the most perfect dates but if something goes wrong you can tell it bothers him

so you have to be like "sungho, it's okay! i just like spending time with you. it doesn't have to be perfect every time"

eventually he realizes your date could be you guys in pajamas on the couch and you'd be happy with it

he just really wants to give you princess treatment!

he would take so many pictures of you and have a photo album of just you

like every single time you're out he pulls out his camera and is like "smile, baby!"

protective, but not in an obsessive way, just like he's always making sure you're comfortable

major gift-giving energy idk

i feel like he would love to get you expensive gifts and then you're like sungho wtf!

physical touch wise, i feel like he would be confident and doesn't mind initiating things

bro just has rizz idk

i don't think he's the type to get nervous around his girl, like he just loves you so much and wants to express it to you

more under the cut!

riwoo:

riwoo is the most cute and gentle boyfriend ever

he is so respectful of you and just thinks so highly of you

he would be the type of guy that doesn't even pretend to hate when you call him cute and act clingy

like he is lowkey obsessed with it

he gives shy boy a little bit but i think he would still initiate physical touch and stuff

he would like if you linked pinkies idk??

i also think he would just find it so cute when you kiss his cheek

everyone sees you as like the soulmate couple because you are just so calm together but your love for each other is so obvious

like when you are hanging out with other people you lowkey give attached at the hip but not in a gross way

you just give wise married couple even though you're literally so young

he always makes bad jokes to you even though he knows you're laughing at how bad they are

he just wants to see you happy

he goes the extra mile with every small favor you ask of him

you ask for an orange? you know he's gonna come back with it peeled and cutely arranged on the plate

you guys would take really good couple photos!

and of course every time you get a really cute one he would post it on his instagram story

he would surprise you with the most aesthetic dates!

whenever he sees that you liked a social media post about a new cafe or a pretty park he will save it and make sure to take you there

ugh he's just so sweet i love him sm

jaehyun:

okay well we all know this boy is clingy and loving as hell

it's not annoying though, he makes note of how much love you can take before you start feeling smothered

he sometimes gets very babyish and cute around you because you just feel safe to him

you know that tiktok trend where girlfriends film their boyfriend being all cute and talking in a baby voice and stuff?

yeah that's literally him

he is also a firm believer in princess treatment

but he gets literally disgusted if you suggest certain things

like if you offer to drive because he's been practicing so hard lately

he's like "girl... what?"

he is definitely part of the sassy man apocalypse

he would pick up on your girl language and use around the members and they would be like "you're a grown man"

but it's really cute though

everyone says myungjae's love language is physical touch (which i agree) but he is also such a quality time man!!

he definitely wants to hang out like every day

but if you are more introverted and need alone time he would understand (with some convincing)

i think date-wise, he's kind of the opposite of sungho

like you guys just hang out casually all the time

of course you go on cute outings and stuff but most of the time you're lying in bed or doing something at home

he would definitely carry a pic of you in his wallet

or have some sort of cute accessory that reminds him of you (maybe a keychain of your favorite character or something)

when it comes to physical touch, he is obviously a big cuddler

but when you're around other people he would tone it down (barely)

he just wants to hug you all the time! or at least have an arm around you

he's literally my wife

taesan:

i'm sorry but taesan is awkward with women

LOL

it's cute though, i just think in a relationship he would try to be so nonchalant but in his head he's overthinking everything and lowkey doesn't know what he's doing

he is definitely the teasing boyfriend type

he shows love by making fun of people so he definitely does it with you

but if other people tease you he's like "ew wtf"

sometimes he takes his jokes too far though and you have to be like okay bro chill and then he does

at first he would lowkey just treat you like a friend in public because he's nervous to show emotions in front of people

but unpopular opinion! when he is comfortable with affection he becomes kind of a pda lover

he would just have his hand on your leg while you're sitting next to each other

because it's not too much, but he wants to show his love for you

but in private i feel like he's kinda clingy?

not like jaehyun or anything lol

but he feels like he can express it more because he's not worried about what other people will think

he would take so many pics of you too

but his favorite ones would always be the pics where you are like ?? why do you even like this one!

he writes about you in every single song and everyone is like ... and he's like what

but if you ask him if it's about you he's like no why would you think that

even though the lyrics literally describe specific situations you have been in and reference your inside jokes

lets you drag him to cute places for dates and he pretends to be disgusted but actually loves it and thinks you are so cute

he would randomly compliment you and when you get surprised he pretends nothing happened

basically just a very awkward guy... but he actuallu loves you so much and just covers it up with teasing

leehan:

husband no. 2

he is such a gentleman!

he compliments you sooo much and tells you how pretty you are like every day

big yapper

when you go on dates sometimes you stay at a cafe for hours because you guys just talk about anything and everything

when you hang out with friends he's just quiet and happy to be there but as soon as you get home he gets so chatty

you let him talk to you about fish (ofc) and he listens to you talk about your current obsessions too

whenever you have a new show you are watching he would binge it to catch up with you so you can watch it together and talk about it

he would be the type of boyfriend that lowkey loves pda

he just loves you so much and wants to show you off and have everyone know you're his girlfriend

gets soooo sappy sometimes and you are like ummm

he just looks at you so romantically with his pretty sparkly eyes and you lowkey get nervous

he just loves you a lot!

it is his absolute favorite thing when you guys are walking together and you link his arm with yours and hold his bicep!!!!!!!!!!

he loves to take you out on fancy dates

seeing you get dressed up and spoiling you is just his favorite type of date

i do think he would lowkey like it when you baby him a little

he would never say it though

he also totally thinks about cute things you did and giggles to himself about it later

and he would totally carry your purse for you if you ever complained about it (or if you didn't, he would just notice)

honestly just a romantic acts of service king

woonhak:

....awkward

cute awkward though! and a different type of awkward than taesan

woonhak is just so in love with you and he wants to express it but overthinks it lol

he really wants to cuddle you or kiss you or hold your hand but for some reason is scared you don't want that?

like boy it's your girlfriend

so you have to initiate things sometimes but eventually he gets the hang of it

he is the type of guy that plans how he's gonna flirt with you before the date but when he actually does, it's just funny

but you love it though because he's cute

he is definitely a yapper too

a lot of your conversations are just you guys bringing up the same situation 50 times and coming to the same conclusion every time

like he lowkey gives one of the girls but he's your boyfriend

he likes to take you to places that are special to him that he hasn't taken anyone else to before

i don't know i feel like his love language is like sharing things with you that he gatekeeps from everyone else

he just loves the idea of you guys having a "thing"

he would lowkey feel so awkward at first expressing love towards you in public (especially if the members were there) but he overcomes it

if the members tease you guys, he just brushes it off because he knows deep down they're just happy for him

honestly just a really cute boy tbh

[takingmyair]

— top!yeji, yeji x fem reader, oral sex, fingering, tons of praise, soft sex, fiancé yeji ?!❤️‍🩹

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“ it’s so beautiful out here. “ you say as you lean onto yeji’s shoulder. she had taken you to a special, secluded area outside the city with the best view of the skyline. the sun had set already and the moonlight illuminated the sky above you. plenty of stars in the sky to admire and yeji still chose to have her eyes on you the entire time. she’s been obsessed with you ever since your first date, head over heels you could say.

“ you’re more beautiful though. “ she says softly before planting a soft kiss to the top of your head and pulling you closer into her. no matter how hard you could try, you couldn’t ever find comfort in anyone else as much your girlfriend.

the only thing yeji has ever hid from you in your relationship has been the ring hidden inside her pocket right now. she got it a few weeks ago with the intention of proposing soon, waiting for the right moment. she remembered the time you mentioned how your ideal proposal isn’t anything too crazy, too public. something sweet and simple yet meaningful.

the ring was expensive to say the least, yeji simply walked into the jeweler one day and asked what’s their most expensive piece and made sure it still lived up to your standards. you like simple, that’s one thing yeji will always know. makes things easier for her too, so she can’t complain very much.

yeji just sits there with you, mainly looking at you and listening to your soft breathing. she thinks hard about how to go about this, even though there’s really only one way, one chance, it’s all lined up and perfect. she takes a deep breath before speaking.

“ baby… “ she says softly. you lift your head off her shoulder and look up at her. “ hm? “ you reply.

she clears her throat and takes one last deep breath, “ i love you, you know that? “ she says, trying to build the courage by saying random sweet nothings to you. you giggle at her softness and very known confession.

“ i know, baby. i love you more. “ you reply, kissing her cheek and leaning back on her shoulder.

“ no like… i really love you. more than you know, baby… “ she says again, sounding so serious when she says this. when you go to reply, she cuts you off accidentally.

“ i love you so much that… “

she gulps. she suddenly reaches for her pocket and pulls out the tiny black, velvety box, getting down on one knee and opening it.

“ i was hoping you’d want marry me… be my wife and spend the rest of your life with me? “ she looks like she’s about to cry, but holding back for you. she knows you���ll say yes.

you gasp and stand there in complete shock. “ yeji…. “ tears begin to form in your eyes.

“ yes, of course i will. i am so glad you asked… “ yeji smiled and loses all control, joining you in happy tears as you hold your hand out for her to slide the ring onto your finger.

the ring is perfect, it’s everything you’d ever dream of and of course yeji has once again achieved your dreams. she’ll always keep you happy there’s no doubt about it.

you can’t quite pinpoint the time where you ended up back at home, pressed up against the wall by your now fiancé as she kissed you with all the love she has to give.

“ baby… “ you moan when she begins to kiss down your jaw and your neck where she will leave whatever marks she desires, you’re all hers, truly, and she wants to make sure of it. your hands grip her hair and tug lightly whenever she feels so perfect.

she is so soft, so delicate with her hands, as if you’ll break if she touches you roughly. her fingers grip the hem of your shirt and slowly pulls it over your head, revealing more of you to smother in her kisses. “ so beautiful “ she mutters under her breath, more to herself than you.

it doesn’t take long before yeji is gripping the back of your thighs and pulling you against her. you take the hint and lift one of your legs, wrapping them around her with the help of her lifting you up and carrying you into the room. how romantic.

she gently places you down on the bed and then removes her own shirt to join you. she hovers over you, just admiring you for a few moments before you speak.

“ you’re so hot on top of me. “ you say with a smirk. yeji can’t help but lean down and attack you with even more kisses all over your body.

“ and you’re so beautiful under me. “ her voice cracks slightly and you can’t help but find it so adorable, yet she’s still so sexy nonetheless. “ all mine. “

“ all yours, yeji. “ you throw your head back when she gropes one of your tits, massaging gently yet so possessive at the same time. she can do whatever she wants to you and you’ll never complain.

she kisses down your body, pausing at your stomach where she’ll pause and worship your soft skin and leave pretty red marks. it doesn’t take long until she removes your pants, throwing them to the side somewhere along with your panties. she doesn’t care, she needs you, needs to make you feel overwhelmed with all the good things she has to offer.

you don’t think you’ve ever been wetter to be completely honest, having your sexy fiance go down on you right after proposing is one of the best things yeji could have done. you can tell she loves you with each touch she leaves on your body. you feel her all over and you never want it to stop. you want to see, feel, breathe, think all things yeji and only yeji.

her lips land softly on your inner thighs, teasing kisses slowly making their way to your absolutely soaking core that’s been waiting for her all night. she doesn’t stop you when you buck your hips up to try to get more and she doesn’t plan on stopping you.

she finally grazes your clit with her tongue, kissing it gently to get you ready for her even though you’ve been more than ready. “ just fuck me, please… “ you finally beg her. yeji just smirks.

“ i can’t deny my soon-to-be wife i suppose. “ she says before going all in. her mouth explores every inch of your pussy, making a mess of her. yeji loves when you’re this wet, it coats her chin and lips and she absolutely loves it. a true eater even since the first time.

she spends a long time worshipping your pretty cunt, slurping up all your arousal and making sure you can hear the vulgar sounds she makes while she eats you out. your hand threads in her soft hair and pull whenever necessary, or whenever she feels way too good and you need to make sure she knows that since you sure as hell can’t form words coherent enough.

she’s eating you out like she doesn’t have you for the rest of her life, she always will. she knows all the right spots that drive you up the walls and make you crazy for her only.

her tongue fucks your entrance, oh you’re so ready for what she has after this. you’re so close to the edge and she can tell by your filthy moans you’re letting out, or the way you’re moaning her name like it’s the only word you seem to know.

“ yeji— “ you tug her hair particularly hard when she hits the perfect spot, “ don’t stop. please don’t stop! “

she listens of course, specifically paying attention to your clit and sucking. she slides a finger in you when you’re least expecting it to help you cum all over her.

and it works, with a few more seconds of the combined pleasure, you cum with a loud moan of her name and profanities. she’s incredible.

“ oh, baby…. “ she speaks so softly as if she didn’t just fuck your pussy as good as she did and she’s so far from done. she plans to have you for the rest of the night and it’s only 10pm.

“ i love you. i love you so much. “ thankfully, she’s come back up to you to kiss you. you were starting to miss her lips on yours ( the ones on your face of course. )

“ i love you more, baby… “ you know she’ll fight it and you don’t even care, you always lose that battle. and sure enough, she does. “ no you don’t. “

she shuts you up with kisses. her lips are so sweet, so wet from eating you out relentlessly. suddenly, an idea comes to your mind. you wait for her to pull away to propose it.

“ mmm… i have a request, baby… “ you speak softly, your hands still in her hair, playing with it. “ i accept. “ she says before even hearing your request.

“ i didn’t even ask yet?! “

“ i already know what you’re going to ask, my love. “ she chuckles and unfortunately gets off of you, only temporarily thank god.

she pulls out her strap from the nightstand, yeah, she was right. she already knew what you were gonna ask. she hovers over you on the bed after she removes her remaining clothes, besides her bra and fastens the strap around her hips. fuck, she’s so hot like this, ready to have her way with you.

once it’s snug, she leans down and intertwined her hands with yours. her heart swells at the cold metal of your ring, a small reminder of what you now are to her. it reminds her of how good she’s about to fuck you.

“ you have no idea… how good i’m going to make you feel… “

[dumbdolphin333]

*cries in mh and eah fan who never had the dolls (other than my soft reboot raven doll ily girl)*

[obsob]

do you make enough money from selling prints in etsy to sustain your life? how are you able to afford this beautiful house and time to crochet and go on walks and all of that? i’m not asking for nosiness but because i’m trying to figure out what i would need to do in order to make my life financially sustainable… is art an option… etc

short answer i mooch off my bf <333333333333333

[resident-gay-bitch]

little rich boy sirius who gets disowned and can barely survive without his expensive brands and the basic human need to eat at least once a day meeting the entirely too generous james potter who just falls for the vanity and sincerity of the reformed rich boy and decides that once sirius stops caring about brands and status and rich boy things and just cares about what matters in life he decides to spoil his boyfriend to pieces because he’s secretly sitting on a fucking fortune

[x-rds]

That post about huge red flags from exes is going around and I’m like well mine requires some background reading

[dol-dee]

Fallen Sydney is definitely the type that enthusiastically buys all sorts of kinky outfits. For themself as much as their s/o haha

Sydney buying a bunch of outfits she really wants to see on Dee. Forgetting she will have to convince/beg her for weeks to actually wear them

[rozicheeks]

is your birthday coming up?

Omg you remembered???? I’m gonna cry 😭

[starpros-sunshine]

Looking for universities is such a chore man

[fakeoutbf]

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[thenotcanadian]

🥲

[theflyingfeeling]

local cry-baby complains about her sad little life and self-created problems again, pt 325