#i'll fix this later... promise

[bingeulz]

◜ . . . 빙글빙글, internationally known as ROUND N' ROUND, is a six-member girl group under mns entertainment that made their debut on october 31, 2019 with the song ring x ring.

cw: very brief mention of a leg injury.

MEMBERS . . .

◜ KANG MIYOUNG . . . is the oldest member of the group, as well as the lead vocalist and lead dancer. often adored by her members and fans alike for her fiery personality, miyoung still struggles to deal with all the anger and passion and guilt and heartbreak she's been carrying inside of her from a young age. she famously sat out of the group's debut promotions due to a mysterious leg injury that was never addressed by the company or the group again.

full name: kang miyoung stage name: miyoung date of birth: aug 8, 1999 place of birth: seoul, south korea mbti: entj training period: 6 years fc: wjsn's yeonjung

◜ CHLOE SHIN . . . is the leader and main vocalist of the group. a small town girl to her core, chloe is often labeled as the weird and nerdy member, yet she has no shame to embrace and boast about the love she has for her interests and hobbies, especially when it's related to music and musical theather. she's adored by fans due to her funny yet genuine personality, but those close to her worry that she might be too kind for her own good.

full name: chloe shin / shin yoojung stage name: chloe date of birth: jan 12, 2000 place of birth: cooperstown, new york mbti: enfp training period: 5 years fc: billlie's haram

◜ KIM EUNSEO . . . is the lead vocalist, lead dancer, sub rapper and center of the group. with an once-in-a-lifetime background that consists of moving countries six times before she settled back on south korea and being able to speak five different languages fluently, eunseo is also known as the genius who dropped out of high school at sixteen, although she feels nothing like one. the remarkable yet mysterious past combined with her all-rounder skills makes her the most popular member of the group.

full name: kim eunseo stage name: eunseo date of birth: may 7, 2000 place of birth: andong, south korea mbti: intp training period: 5 years fc: aespa's winter

◜ GO YEJI . . . is the main dancer, lead rapper and visual of the group. although she's praised for her skills, striking visuals and funny personality, yeji has also fallen victim of various rumors of "sleeping around" with multiple women, with a preference for the older ones. what's often seen as iconic to most of her fanbase, tears yeji's soul apart. but it's her fault for trying to forget the fact that the one she loves will never love her back, isn't it?

full name: go yeji stage name: yeji date of birth: oct 23, 2000 place of birth: busan, south korea mbti: entp training period: 6 years fc: stayc's isa

◜ CHOI SARANG . . . is the lead vocalist and sub rapper of the group. known and adored for her sweet appearance and demeanor, videos of sarang being cute during fansigns and fanmeetings often go viral on the internet, which granted her the nickname nation's sweetheart. she's deeply attached to her members and always repeats that she would be nothing without them. it sounds lovely to the public, but to sarang it's her, on her knees, begging : i mean it, please, don't leave me.

full name: choi sarang stage name: sarang date of birth: july 14, 2001 place of birth: seoul, south korea mbti: infp training period: 4 years fc: ichillin's joonie

◜ SHIN MINA . . . is the main rapper, lead dancer and maknae of the group. praised for being the genius producer and lyricist behind round n' round's most beloved tracks and adored by all of her members, mina is also known for being a female fan attractor. used to seeing her name somewhere in the top 3 of the most popular idols between sapphic fans list every single year, mina doesn't really know what to do with all the attention she gets and prefers to be alone, in a studio, creating songs and reading books for hours on end.

full name: shin mina stage name: mina date of birth: december 28, 2001 place of birth: seoul, south korea mbti: isfp training period: 4 years fc: triples' sohyun

[writinggremln]

Hero whump part 1

(will there be a part 2? Idk I never thought I'd make it this far)

Cw: uhh, ok let's see. Hero whump. Loss of powers. Traumatic flashbacks (i think). Beginnings of a panic attack near the end. Pls let me know if I missed anything it's my first time writing whump idk what I'm even doing

The Super War they called it. It didn't last very long and everything happened so fast. Too fast. Honestly, the heroes were lucky to even have a chance to defend themselves. Hero thought it was a silly name, but given the casualties, that's what it was nevertheless. A war between Supers. Where Supervillain somehow managed to gather most of the villains of the whole country with one objective: level all the heroes and their legacy to the ground. Crush them, kill them, capture them and keep them as pets, it didn't really matter how. All that mattered to them was to destroy everything Hero had worked for. Those were the orders.

The fight was brutal and it lasted longer than it should have. Both parties suffered, heroes and villains. In the end, no one could tell which side won. All that mattered to Hero was that her close friends were somehow, miraculously alive. So what if her favourite place to snack was completely demolished? So what if her favourite park was in flames? So what if most of the heroes that had fought beside her were severely injured? So what if Supervillain was nowhere to be found? So what if he stole her power? Not that she needed it in the end, the punch she gave him was satisfying to say the least.

She didn't care. She didn't care one bit. None of that mattered. Hero rubbed her fingers against eachother.

Hero blinked, trying her best to ignore the pounding in her head, the ringing in her ears, the agony in her chest from running out of stamina, the way her knuckles flared from the pain whenever she moved her fingers. "What..." she gasped breathlessly. What was happening? One second she was punching Supervillain nonstop, the next she was...

"Hero!" Someone yelled loudly, too loudly, in her ear. "Oh my god, are you okay?!" Ecstatic, Hero wanted to answer, but all that came out was a pathetic "eh..." which admittedly summed up her situation. It was Hero 2 that came to her aid, his strong arms holding her up bridal style as he flapped through the air. The air rushed as he flew to who knows where, but not too high. He dropped on a terrace of an evacuated (hopefully) building, which was still intact. Somehow.

He gently put the Hero down, leaning her against a wall, safe and out of sight and sat in front of her on one knee, his body tense, ready for anything. "Hey, you okay? What..." he licked his lips as his eyes darted below, watching the fight from afar, "what happened back there?"

Hero groaned as she stretched, suddenly feeling exhausted. "What do you mean?"

Hero 2 just gave her one of his perplexed looks. His face was always so expressive. "What?"

"He took your powers away!" He nearly screamed at her, his voice manic and a bit desperate, his brown eyes wide. His wings ruffled behind him. Was he agitated? Angry? Upset? Who knew.

"Yeah, so?" Hero shrugged and immediately regretted the gesture, wincing at the pain on her shoulders.

"So?!" The winged man actually shouted at her this time, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder when he saw her wincing. "Why did you keep fighting?! He could have killed you!" His voice wavered. "You..." He got quieter then, "I saw him fling you to the ground! There was blood coming out of your head! I thought-"

"Some bushes cushioned my fall." Hero quickly interrupted him. "And it was just a scratch. Don't worry too much. We were trained for these types of situations, right?" She gave him a smile and turned her head towards the fight. Hero 2 did the same.

"Right." He mumbled. "It's chaos down there." His eyes darted from the ground to the skies, alert for any other hero who needed help. Then he swiftly turned his head towards Hero, so fast that she worried that he would break his neck. "Stay here." He gave her his radio. "Call for help. You've done enough." And with that he quickly jumped off the building and flew away.

Hero did not remember if she had called for help or not. Her memories were a bit hazy after that. She did remember waking up slowly, very slowly. She remembered staring at the ceiling, breathing softly while licking her lips repeatedly, even though her tongue felt like sandpaper. She remembered the steady beeping of her heartbeat. She remembered how thirsty she was and the dull ache of her body.

She didn't remember how long she was like that, could have been hours, could have been seconds. The nurses that came by to check on her nearly jumped out of their skin when they noticed her fully wide open eyes.

After the nurses calmed themselves down, they had explained that she was in a normal civilian hospital, and Hero remembered the empty feeling in her chest, remembered how she wanted to protest that that wasn't right, why would she be in a civilian hospital when she had powers. The nurses hadn't noticed Hero's inner turmoil and had explained to her how she had been asleep for nearly a month. No wonder she could barely move. The fight - or as the civilians called it, war - was over by then. Her memories were a bit hazy, but she did remember Superhero visiting her.

Which was weird, because she thought he didn't even know he existed. She'd thought she was hallucinating when she saw him in his civillain form, walking to her room like he personally knew her.

"How are you holding up, kid?" He asked as he sat on the chair beside her bed. It had been a few days since she had woken up and she had requested for her to be in a sitting position. She had had enough of the white ceiling. And by then she had remembered why she was in a civilian hospital in the first place. Not that she cared, she just needed a change of scenery. Seriously, who cared. It's not like she had her powers for that long, compared to the others. Beside her, Superhero made himself comfortable, his grey eyes twinkling. Or maybe that was just the light, playing tricks on her. Or maybe she was hallucinating for real.

"Okay?" Hero answered, her voice raspy and the Superhero chuckled.

"You don't seem so sure." He said, his dimples showing as he smiled. Hero's face heated up and she turned it towards the window, grateful that it was open, breathing in the fresh, cool air.

"Sorry," she apologized, hoping her red face wasn't too obvious, "I just didn't think you'd visit me."

The superhero huffed, but it wasn't ill-intended. Both of them knew that they had only spoke to the other rarely, when they had the fortune of teaming up. "I know, kid. Things have been a bit... hectic."

Hero didn't say anything to that. She didn't want to know the casualties, not yet. She gulped, suddenly aware of how thirsty and weak she was. Not that she cared. She didn't. She didn't! "So why are you here?"

Superhero sighed. "I heard about your powers, kid." Hero refused to show any emotion to that. She didn't care, why would she care? It was worth the crunch of her fist connecting with Supervillain's face anyway. "I'm sorry."

They stayed a minute in silence, Hero waiting for him to continue and Superhero... well she guessed waiting for her to break the silence. Or pitying her. Who cared. "But I also heard," Superhero said then, "that you managed to land a hit on him too."

Hero let out a short huff that could be mistaken for a laugh. "Yeah, well," She moved her fingers, clenching and unclenching them as some form of exercise, rubbing them against eachother, "what kind of hero would I be if I relied only on my power, right?"

That answer seemed to please Superhero. "I want to recruit you." He said suddenly. The hero paused the flexing of her fingers. Did she hear that right? Was this a prank? Was he mocking her? "Don't worry, it isn't not an order, it's a request. You don't have to answer right now."

They stayed in silence again, and Hero couldn't tell if the air was heavy or if she had trouble breathing now. The constant beeping in her ear seemed normal, albeit a bit faster. To work with Superhero, the Superhero, that was... well that was an opportunity that most of the heroes couldn't pass up. The reason so many heroes trained so hard their bones broke. To work with Superhero was an honor amongst heroes. Both Hero and Superhero knew that.

But they also knew that the stronger the heroes were, the more dangerous the villains and threats became. They knew that they had to stay on alert 24/7, ready for any vicious villain attacks, to always keep their mind on their friends and family's safety first (because who knew what sort of vengeful villain that would face them would do). So they both knew this wasn't an easy decision to make.

Something clinged and Superhero checked his phone. He frowned. "Okie-dokie, I need to go." He said as he slapped his hands on his legs as he got up. "Don't stress yourself too much about it. Just think about it while you're recovering, okay?" He ruffled her hair and went on his way, not bothering to look at her.

"Okay." Hero rasped, her mind reeling, her brain not even registering the hair-ruffling.

Hero was sent home after two months. It had been a few days since her recovery and she was still thinking about it. She wanted to. She wanted so desperately to work with one of the greatest superheroes alive, to fulfil her childish dream, even for just some short time. She hadn't been in the hero business long, not as long as her colleagues, but despite the hardships and broken ribs and stolen power... she loved her job.

But she also loved being realistic too. There was only so much she could do without her powers. Like it or not, she would be dead weight sooner or later. She couldn't imagine why Superhero gave her the offer. She stared at the wall as she thought about it, her shoes on her feet and her jacket over her shoulders, ready to go to HQ for her reports on the fight.

Hero stood at the door, frozen. She rubbed her fingers against eachother, some small part of her hoping that it would initiate a spark. Her electric powers were dangerous, but this was something she did to calm her nerves. The zapping sounds and the buzz on her fingers always brought her some sort of pleasant stimulation.

But there was no zapping or buzz now, just the uncomfortable feeling of her skin. Hero started to clench and unclench her fist. Her palms were sweaty and clammy. Her heart refused to slow down and pounded and pounded and pounded in her chest. She could feel her arms shaking and could vaguely notice her breaths becoming shorter and faster. Her skin felt hot and cold at the same time.

Could she even call herself a hero right now? Did she even have the right to just walk in HQ like usual, like nothing happened? To file reports like it was just another usual scuttle between heroes and villains? Honestly, Hero thought they would've given her the boot by now. Or maybe that's what was going to happen today, right after she'd step in HQ. Maybe they were all secretly laughing behind her back, saying how stupid and reckless she was for facing Supervillain head on. She wasn't really popular in the first place, so why would they even accept her? The only reason they talked to her before was because of her power and now? Now she was powerless? Just an ordinary civilian playing pretend. What was she without her power? What was going to happen to her now? What-

"You know there's a chance to bring them back, right?" Said a voice behind her. Hero froze, her breath hitching and she refused to turn around. Because turning around would mean acknowledging him.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...I know you can hear me." Villain sighed, shuffling so he could get more comfortable on the sofa. Hero's sofa. The sofa that she'd payed for with money that she'd gotten from her job. Hero's job of heroing. The job that she might not even have after today. In Hero's house. She turned around then, a look of annoyance on her face. Villain twirled his fingers in greeting with an impish look on his face.

"Get out of my house."

"So mean." The villain stood up and walked towards Hero slowly, enjoying every microsecond of the small twitches her annoyed face was pulling. "And after I came all this way to warn you."

Hero didn't say anything. Her fingers twitched instinctively, her body begging to give him just a tiny little shock.

Only to be reminded of her current predicament.

Hero huffed though her nose and her heart skipped a beat when she blinked and was met with Villain's chest right in front of her face. She met his gaze then. "Warn me about what."

Villain only hummed and twirled his fingers, causing the water in the sink to float around them. "Do you want them back?" He said, a trail of water flicking her nose. "Your powers, I mean."

I know what you fucking mean. Hero refused to show any emotion. She clenched her fists beside her to stop her fingers from fidgeting. "Warn me about what."

The trail of water surrounded them as Villain twirled two fingers in a circular motion over and over. He sighed dramatically. "Such a shame. What happened to you, I mean." Hero's jaw clenched. "And to think all the work we could've done together."

"Warn me." Hero's voice was low. "About. What."

"Are you sure you don't want them back?"

Hero's hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, her grip strong. Villain only quirked his eyebrow at her. Hero's voice shook. With rage, regret, fear or something else, they didn't know. The villain stopped moving his fingers and the water fell on the ground with a splat. "Villain."

"Hero."

"...Warn me about what."

A beat of silence. Then Villain seemed to sigh in disappointment, before wrenching his wrist away from Hero's grip. Hero let him. As long as he wasn't mocking her by putting on a water show, she'd be fine. "That little scuttle you had two months ago," he flicked off an imaginary speckle of dust from his shirt, "was just the beginning."

Then he took another step forward, leaning in close and whispering in Hero's ear. She tried to step back, only for her back to be met with the door behind her. "You should really prepare yourselves. The plans Supervillain has made will exceed all your expectations. He will attack again, stronger than before, more ruthless than before. He's determined to find all of your weaknesses and crush you all beneath his boot."

Hero's mouth felt dry all of a sudden. Her fingers twitched at the mention of his name. The name of the one who ripped her power off of her. "Why are you telling me this?" She asked, her voice wavering slightly.

Villain put a finger beneath her chin and raised her head, forcing her to meet his gaze. Hero was so glad that she didn't flinch. His eyes shone with predatory hunger and cruel amusement at the same time. His voice sounded playful, but Hero knew that he was being serious. "Because that litte stunt you pulled only succeeded in putting a large taget behind your back." He leaned in and whispered, his eyes never leaving hers. "Do you have any idea how many villains are foaming at the mouth just to get their hands on you?" He said, the look of amusement gone from his face. He grabbed her face suddenly, making her gasp. "Nobody is allowed to hurt you but me, Hero. Always remember that."

He let her go then, shoving her face away. Hero clenched her teeth, her heart pounding wildly. Villain only grinned, his usual impish look on his face as he stepped back with a knowing look.

"And it's not so fun without the suspense, am I right?"

Continued here

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🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏾‍♀️yeah not very whumpy, I know. @chaotic-orphan i blame you for this. (I was the one that sent the ask of your whump series making me write whump series. I'll blame you for everything I write here)

Hero standing in front of the door of her house trying to convince herself that she doesn't care (she's about to have a panic attack):

Hero 2's face after Hero said "so what" (supervillain literally just stole her power):

How Villain felt after telling Hero that there's a possibility that she could get her powers back right after she was starting to have a panic attack:

Me after opening a side blog just so I could write whump

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: February 19

“Good Wife" by MIKA

[izuluzakwe]

FULL NAME — Izulu “Izzy” Zakwe FACECLAIM — Gugu Mbatha-Raw GENDER & PRONOUNS — cis woman, she/her AGE — 41 BIRTHDAY — May 5, 1983 OCCUPATION — Second Grade Teacher at Blue Harbor Elementary NEIGHBORHOOD — Cardinal Hill LENGTH OF TIME IN BLUE HARBOR — 23 years, give or take

BIOGRAPHY | STATISTICS

Izzy is filling the Wanted Connection of Antonio Beltran's childhood best friend.

tw: fertility struggles

Her parents fled South Africa in the 80's so she could be born and raised in America

She grew up in San Antonio, Texas, and moved to Blue Harbor for University

She never left, and got a job teaching at Blue Harbor Elementary and has been here ever since

She got married at 26, but after 8 years of trying for a baby, her husband left.

She lives alone now with her little cat Penny, and grows roses in her front yard. If she likes you (she almost certainly does) she might give you one.

Very Miss Honey from Matilda vibes

wanted connections:

I'll make a formal one for her ex husband (you'll learn about me that I love an angsty ex storyline)

she will have auto-connections with anyone who knows her bestie Toni

she's also been in town for 23 years, and is super friendly, so your character would know her if they've been here a while

she's friends with everyone, but i'd also love some flirty connections, and any sort of angsty enemies or rivals situations

[mechanicalanakal]

good evening, my kind followers. i come bearing news of a ... half-decently written out AU. it's not my best work, but hey, i'm just grateful the inspiration hit. :')

anyhoo! you can read over the qymaen abuse hour AU riiight [here], as the name implies, there is abuse. psychological, physical, and... it's just a bad time, man. if you're sensitive to that sort of thing, you probably would wanna steer clear. kthnxbaiii

[the-sky-queen]

"I have to be greatful for what I have. It could've been worse . . . A lot worse."

Bullet belongs to @son1c

Momentum belongs to me!

Seeing son1c's Shatter-verse Sonics inspired me so hard. I absolutely had to draw them and make my own.

So allow me to introduce Momentum the Hedgehog! Momentum was born on the faraway Christmas Island where he lived a pretty good life with a few other friendly mobians. However, his happiness was abruptly torn apart when humans arrived on the island. Not the Chaos Council, but arguably something worse.

You see, the Council weren't the only ones who decided to conquer this Shatterspace. There were many other groups of humans looking to start and expand empires. The one that landed on Christmas Island took one look at the mobians there and decided to enslave them.

Now of course, Momentum wasn't going to just submit to these humans. He tried to help his fellow mobians break out, but it didn't end so well. They all got caught and recaptured. Momentum’s human masters punished him for his disobedience, blinding him in one eye, and took precautions to make sure he couldn't escape again.

Eleven years passed and Momentum was broken and beaten down, becoming a shell of his former self. He was sold from master to master. Nothing changed . . . until the day the Chaos Council heard of his existence.

Desperate for a new source of energy and knowing Momentum was an alternate Sonic, they decided to buy him. They intended to have Momentum run and generate power for them with his speed. All was going to plan until Nine figured out that the Council was purchasing a 'secret weapon.'

Can Nine free Momentum? We'll see . . .

If Momentum and Bullet ever met, I think they'd both stay quiet. Neither of them asked for this life. I feel like they'd both feel like the other has a worse life and that they should be grateful for the hand life dealt then, as terrible as it may be. They wouldn’t really interact with each other, especially since Momentum doesn't talk at all.

[archiveofuniverses]

OK mabey you've answered this before but I don't feel like trying to find it sorry.

Why dose rui have cat ears? is he a cat? Also I found this blog a bit later so I'm kinda confused, do I have to look through the blog to try and understand

//answering this ooc :3

I'll keep this explanation as simple as possible so this doesn't turn into an essay. So basically, this is a fantasy world, not everyone here is human, like Tsukasa, he isn't even fully human, he has a bit of pixie heritage.

And going through all the posts might be a bit confusing if you don't know what is going on with the timeliness so I'll simplify it; Tsukasa and Rui are roommates, Rui is freeloading while Tsukasa is working his ass off to pay for stuff, currently Tsukasa's not actually interested in Rui and are just friends.

(but since this is a Ruikasa blog this will change soon)

That's all! This post is getting too long.

If you got anymore questions just ask!

[accursedc0rvid]

thattwink -> accursedc0rvid

too much baggage associated with the old url

[kiwikarpart]

Day 19 Magical Girl: Fairy Tale

Some you might be thinking "how is this a magical girl?" And that's a fair assumption to make. For most people, the phrase 'magical girl' makes them think of hyper-feminine fighters, and this just isn't that. Thing is, I don't want to stick with the traditional combat magical girl for this challenge. Not just because it would get stale, but also because there are several magical girl sub-genres: combat, idol, tragical, and the one represented here; witch.

The very first magical girl shows(think Sally the Witch, Himitsu no Akko-chan, and my favorite, Lun Lun the Flower Child) were more akin to Slice of Life. Instead of fighting monsters by the week with magical attacks, these girls would use their magic to solve problems and occasionally fight monsters. This magical girl is weaponless with a simple look to reflect the magical girls from that time. She is based on Little Red Riding Hood because I couldn't think of something better, and her story is set in modern times.

Premise: Our protagonist is a young girl that helps at her grandmother's bakery in the woods. Her job is to deliver the baked goods to customers so they can stay in business. The big bad wolf always tries to overpower Little Red so he can eat grandma's treats, but she's always resourceful enough to keep them out of his grasp. It would be episodic and light hearted, with a few heavier episodes here and there.

Fun Fact 1: I was originally gonna make her a tragical girl, but I couldn't think of a single way to add something new to that overdone pile.

Fun Fact 2: She uses a moped scooter to make the deliveries. It's made of magic, which means she can't use it for too long.

Fun Fact 3: I'm going to mix the super anime artstyle I've been doing with my regular style for now, with a few exceptions.

[suksatoru]

"if you can hear me, chosen one, give me your strongest kick."

you lift your gaze from the book page pinched between your fingers and offer satoru an unimpressed glare. as scolding as you try to appear, there's a hint of a smile tugging your lips upward at his ridiculously adorable antics.

"i think our princess might be napping," he hums, pressing a flurry of kisses over the swell of your stomach as you squirm under his touch, wiggling your toes.

"you're going to be late, satoru! weren't you supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago?"

"hahh?"

he drops his face back onto your stomach gently, sighing happily as his hand glides over the soft bump. you decide to let him lie with you for a little while longer—the soft smile etched onto his face was far too precious to disturb.

"i'll text nanami and let him know you'll be a bit late to the mission, okay?" you say softly, carding a hand through his platinum locks as he hums softly, lashes fluttering close.

satoru talked to the baby in your belly quite often—even going as far as having full-on conversations with her. there had been countless nights where you stirred awake only to hear his silky sweet voice muffled against your stomach, all while he gazed starry eyed at the gentle curve of your stomach in front of him.

satoru's dearest dream had always been to have a family. it was a quiet truth he wouldn't ever dare to speak into existence because it didn't seem possible in any universe—but somehow, he stumbled upon a way. and now he gets to spend his evenings like this with you.

satoru's boundless affection during your pregnancy will forever be something you would be grateful for. the fondest thing you would look back on would have to be the endless amount of baby clothes he got—satoru had even purchased a matching set of onesies for all three of you to wear. typical satoru. he was adamant about making sure the three of you would have a bunch of pictures together as a family so he'd be able to send everyone he knew those corny holiday cards he always saw on tv—the only reason you remember that moment from so long ago right now is because of the phone call you received.

"hello?" you speak in a hushed tone, rocking the ivory haired baby in the crib next to you gently as you hold your phone between your cheek and shoulder.

"hello! is this mrs. gojo? i'm calling to confirm your family photoshoot scheduled for next week. it's the two hour session. it looks like you scheduled it a little over a year ago?" her voice comes to life through the phone, and your rocking slows to a stop.

"oh," is all you can manage at first.

you hear the sound of her typing come to a slow stop as she waits for your response. you resume rocking your daughter's crib before answering.

"i'm sorry, but it seems like my husband forgot to cancel the appointment."

she goes on a bit of a tangent, gently scolding you because the company was extremely busy with numerous photoshoots and you had canceled so last minute—but she promised to get it fixed and have the money refunded as soon as possible.

the line beeps quietly when you drop the call, and your hand feels perpetually numb as you drop your phone into your lap.

you rub at the sting that blinds your eyes a second later before rising on wobbly legs, not checking if your baby is asleep as you stumble towards your bedroom's balcony door and slide it open. you tuck your knees under you on the ground and rest your head against the railing, allowing the cool metal to be pressed against your cheek as you take a steadying breath.

you were nearing the one year anniversary of satoru's death and, quite stupidly at that, thought you'd be in a better condition by now. but his presence was irreplaceable—and it was moments like this where you were reminded how painful it was to lose your soulmate in the blink of an eye.

the night air kisses your cheek, whipping your hair around gently as it falls over your eyes—and the sensation is uncannily familiar to the way satoru's slender fingers would play with your hair and tickle your cheek whenever he was in a particularly playful mood.

the night traffic flowing beneath you fades to nothing as the wind whirls around you—but, it felt like if you closed your eyes hard enough, strained your ears as much as possible—then maybe you could make yourself believe that the whistling wind whizzing past your ear was satoru's voice lulling the ache in your chest away instead.

[everlastingserenitys]

I GOT FUCKED BY TOP GIFTER?!

summ. you were once top 2 on your site, but luckily for you, a mysterious man suddenly brought you back to number 1. but the last thing you expected was for that man to be your coworker you hated!

pairing. caleb x f!reader cw. cam girl!reader, rivals with benefits, perv!caleb, zayne cameo, dirty talk, teasing, p in v, desk sex, Caleb has a stupid ass username, spoiling, one night stand, kissing semi public, I dont even think they hate each other, fucking on live stream, unrealistic numbers, 4k wc (ah, fuck.) a/n. this gotta be a kink atp. HELP also fixing any mistakes later.. sorry in advance !!

“A-are you sure this is safe?” Caleb stuttered, glancing back at Zayne who just pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

“It is safe. Relax. You’re the one who wanted to try something new, so I did my research and found this.”

“Are you sure I won't–”

But before he could finish his sentence another menacing look from Zayne darted past him. Caleb zipped his lips shut and hesitantly brought his shaky fingers to his mouse, dragging the cursor to the ‘sign up’ button and in a click he was in.

A display of explicit thumbnails filled his whole screen, Caleb’s eyes twisted in desire, a goop of drool dripped down his lips, and he didn’t even notice it yet.

He examined every pixel, his eyes darting from every angle he could capture. He scrolled through the page, his finger aimlessly clicking everywhere but before he could continue any further, Zayne cleared his throat from behind.

Caleb flinched, he removed his hand off his mouse and turned to Zayne who was just staring at him with his hand out in front of him. An annoyed sigh escaped his lips and he opened the drawers of his desk and pulled out a file, giving it to Zayne, but before he could grab it, Caleb pulled it back.

“Uh-uh,” he tuts, mockingly waving the paper in front of Zayne, “I’ll give you this if you give me some money, alright?”

“Money? Didn’t I give you this website?” Zayne mumbled, his eyes flickered on the file—of office work needed for next week—in Caleb’s hand and tried reaching for it, but accidentally stumbled on his foot and landed against Caleb.

But Zayne must’ve misclicked something when he used his hands for support, mistakenly smashing his large palm against the keyboard. The screen illuminated with the three dots chasing each other in a circle, and before Caleb could close it, a pre-recorded live stream of a beautiful girl was on display for him.

Caleb's hand ghosted over his mouse as he watched the video in awe. Since the streamer was faceless–well, had a mask, there wasn't much for him to depict from there, but Caleb felt like he hit the jackpot. He mumbled dirty words under his breath, scanned every crevice of his monitor, he was just so captivated by the video he didn't even notice Zayne slip the files away from his fingers.

“Zay–uh, the money? Please… I’m only going to try something, I promise I'll pay you back.” the rest of his speech left out in a mutter as his eyes stayed locked on the pretty girl on his screen.

Zayne sighed and shook his head in disbelief, “Fine, this is a one time thing though, don't ask me again.”

Caleb nodded and the door clicked shut behind him.

Oh he was so going to enjoy this.

—

Caleb knew he shouldn’t have watched practically every single one of your videos in one night. Though he did hold himself back and saved just a couple for the next day, he still wanted to see more of his faceless girl.

But after binging most of your videos he found out your schedule and thank god Zayne introduced him to this site a day before your next stream was going to happen.

Caleb draped his coat over his shoulder as he was texting Zayne about the payment, all he needed to do was spoil and support you.

There was a thing on the site where whoever has the most total donations from their streams gets to be on a leaderboard, you were just at the top 2, nearing to number one, and Caleb needed to change that immediately.

Eventually, Caleb made it to work. He got a small payment from Zayne and smiled at his phone, but was way too distracted to see where he was going and bumped into someone, his coat falling to the ground as he repeatedly apologized to the person he bumped into.

But when he peered his eyes up and noticed you standing there, staring down at him with a menacing look, Caleb rolled his eyes.

“Hey pipsqueak.” He mocked, throwing his coat over your head as he guided you to the elevator. Your hand swats his away as you both step in the elevator, clicking the button to your floor and stand in awkward silence.

“You look beat, what did you do last night?” A hint of teasingness laced your voice which only caused Caleb to glare at you in response.

The elevator doors slid open, Caleb grabbed his coat which was resting on your head, and walked out the elevator. He immediately headed over to his cubicle and rested his face in his palms, he already missed his faceless girl.

As he was resting, a tap on his shoulder jolted him from his daze, he sighed and turned his head to whoever interrupted him, but groaned in annoyance when he saw you. You were staring down at him with your arms crossed, acting like he already knew what you were going to ask–but no, he didn’t.

“What is it?” Caleb muttered, averting his gaze away from you as he suddenly put all his focus on his monitor in front of him. His fingers danced around his mouse as he scrolled through hundreds of emails.

“Do you have the file for next week?”

“Zayne got them, but i'll ask him to not give ‘em to you.” he grinned, leaning back on his chair as he peered his violet eyes at you. A scoff escaped your lips and you turned away and walked over to Zayne’s cubicle.

Caleb's eyes widened and he sprung off his chair, following you. When you reached him, Caleb immediately budded in and shook his head at Zayne who had the files resting on his desk. You gave Caleb a dirty look and pushed him aside, asking Zayne for the files.

“Why don't you do it yourself.” Caleb striked.

“Why did Zayne get your copy then?” you cross your arms and stare at him with a raised eyebrow, the look on your face was way too threatening for Caleb to disregard your words. He sighed in annoyance and pinched the bridge of his nose, glancing at Zayne then back at you.

“That's because he gave me something in return.”

“Ooh, that's why you were so beat this morning, hm? I wonder wha–”

“Watch your mouth, pips.”

“Whatever, just give me the file.”

“No.” Caleb reached for the file on Zayne’s desk and walked back to his cubicle with it. He heard your footsteps growing louder behind him and before Caleb could put it back in his drawer, a hand clasped onto it and took it away from him.

“Give it ba–” before he could finish his sentence he turned around to be met with nobody in front of him. He marched around the whole office to try to find you and when you were nowhere in sight, he started to ask the people around where you could've gone.

But after getting no answers from anybody, Caleb sighed in annoyance and headed to the bathroom. His walk there was just as worse as not finding you. Before he could place his hand on the doorknob, someone from behind hopped on him which caused Caleb to flinch dramatically.

“Finally.” He muttered, slowly snaking his hands along your arms which were wrapped around his waist and in a quick movement he flipped you over, pinning you to the wall. His face was just centimeters away from you, neither of you moved, just stared into each other's eyes.

But Caleb's eyes purposely snake down your figure, his eyes lingering on your cleavage for a second before averting his gaze even lower. There was just some familiar feeling he had when he looked at your body but he just couldn't pinpoint what it was.

“Caleb?” you whisper, your eyes stayed locked on his. Caleb shook his head and pulled away, his fingers still rested on your arm before tracing along it, your soft fabric meddled with his cold fingertips before his fingers stopped in place when he felt a bracelet seam imprinted through your sleeve.

Before he could slide his fingers under your sleeve, your eyes widened in panic and you gave the file back to him before running back to the office.

Weird.

—

Once work was over you immediately rushed back to your house, there was just an hour left before your stream and your worst nightmare happened.

You couldnt find your fucking mask.

You practically searched every crevice of your apartment, checking under the sofa, your bed, the blankets, practically everywhere. but the mask was nowhere to be found.

You sigh, clasping your palms on the edge of your desk as you stared at your monitor in disbelief. You glance around your room one more time and soon grab your coat resting on your chair and leave your apartment.

You walked over to the closest store nearby, skimming your eyes along the mask aisle and picked out the first nicest looking mask you saw. You rushed to the cashier and placed the mask on the table before reaching in your purse and grabbed your card.

You eventually paid for your things and left.

Once you got home you got your things ready and sat in your chair–with your new mask–and hover your cursor over the start stream button and eventually click it.

You sat back on your chair as you started to watch the chat roll in, a bunch of people were already asking where your old mask went but you shrugged and told everyone you couldn’t find it.

Once a decent amount of people joined, your fingers rested on the strap of your shirt and you rolled your fingers around it, “hundred dollars this is getting off” you tease, and not even a second later a man under the name ‘c.lovesapples’ sent the first hundred with a little message attached to the donation.

c.lovesapples: this is my first time on your stream i hope you enjoy :p

You chuckle at the message, but also the username, what a stupid username. But you gave your promise and slid your top off, immediately clasping your cold palm on your tit, sliding your fingers between your perked up nipple, pinching and teasing it.

A quiet whimper escaped your lips and you bit your lip to contain your noises, continuing to play with yourself when another donation brings you back to reality. You peer your head at the chat and the same man who sent the hundred dollars, sends another donation with a follow-up message.

c.lovesapples sent $200: touch yourself?

“Think it's that easy?” you grin, but still linger one of your hands down your body, ghosting your fingers along the waistband of your shorts, then a loud donation sound makes you flinch and you glance back at the screen with widened eyes.

c.lovesapples sent $1000: satisfied? i was gonna save the rest for later but i really want to see you :(

Your mouth opens in a small ‘o’ shape and you couldn’t even bring yourself to utter anything. Instead, you listen to the man's request and slide your fingers under your shorts, slowly pulling them down before you were left in just your panties on display for everybody.

You slid a finger under your panties, rubbing your clit in a slow motion, head jerking back before you sunk a finger in your soaking entrance, your fingers working in a quick movement, letting pleasure blind you from the situation going on. You eventually add another finger, your digits fucking your sensitive cunt soo well, a loud moan echoed through the room.

“F-fuck.. You really know how to get me to give in–ngh so easily?” you peered your eyes at the chat, and even though it was going way too quick you couldn't help but only notice c.lovesapples’s comment.

c.lovesapples: anything for you. now look at where you are now :)

Confused, you glance at your whole screen trying to see what he meant by ‘where you are now’ and couldn't notice anything until a gold badge next to your username sparked and you were number 1?!

“wha–hngh” you curl your finger, letting pleasure rush through you as you soon ride out your orgasm in pure shock. A loud whine escaped your lips and you slump down your chair, panting heavily as more donations and chats started to roll in.

“Thank you…” you mumble, adjusting the mask on your face as you slowly get up from your seat and lean in closer to the monitor.

When you finish the stream, out of curiosity you head over to c.lovesapples’s profile but were met with disappointment when it was a blank page, no profile picture, no bio, no name, nothing. You sigh and plop your head on your desk, trying to think of a way to thank him.

And then an idea clicked, why not he come over to your next stream?

Your fingers immediately rest on your keyboard and you start typing away, writing a slightly convincing message that you hope he would fall for. And not even five minutes passed and you already got a response from him.

c.lovesapples: really? :O

c.lovesapples: i mean, sure.. send your address and i’ll be there on wednesday ;)

You sent him a couple messages back which eventually led to you sending your address. You were surprised how quick he agreed to meeting up with you, especially since this was his first time even joining one of your streams.

You shut your computer, cleaned up, and went to bed, dreading the Wednesday that was about to come.

—

As Wednesday rolled along, Caleb was geeked the second he woke up, he got up extra early for work, and pampered himself like crazy in the morning. He just couldn't believe that his faceless girl reached out to him just like that.

And now that you were number one, that was one thing checked off of Caleb's list, now the second thing—which he just added—was to fuck you!

As Caleb walked into work he ignored everyone who greeted him and pretended to focus on his work so the time could go by quicker.

As he was drowned in emails upon emails a cling sound fell near him and Caleb glanced down at the ground when he saw a bracelet resting on the ground, he turned his chair and saw you come close to his desk.

“Dropped something, pips?” Caleb chuckled and picked up your bracelet. He swirled the material around his fingers and when he noticed the design his eyes widened.

“Caleb, give it back—ungh” before you could finish speaking, Caleb grabbed onto your wrists and dragged you to a secluded hallway, his fingers gripping tight on the bracelet before he shoved you against the wall.

A thud echoed through the hallway and you wink up at Caleb while scratching the back of your head, a look of confusion filled your eyes and you reached for the bracelet still dangling along his fingers.

But he pulled away before you could grab it, Caleb leaned in his lips inches–centimeters away from yours, your shaky breath ghosted against Caleb’s skin and he slid the bracelet along his wrist.

“So you it's you…” he breathed, sliding his fingers through your soft hair, pulling you closer. You gulp and flicker your gaze from his lips to his eyes, and before you could ask him something, Caleb crashed his lips on yours.

“Save it.” he mumbled against your mouth, slicking his tongue against your soft lips before sliding it in your mouth, meeting his tongue with yours. He worked himself against your lips, practically devoured you like he hasn't eaten for years.

Caleb pulled away, his cheeks burning up by the second, he leaned in for another kiss but you pressed your finger on his lips, pushing him back before you asked him the same question you've been trying to ask before.

Caleb chuckled and rested his forehead on your shoulder, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, the tension radiated off the two of you, leaving you to instinctively give in and hug him back.

“Why’d you waste your money on me?”

“I dont know..” he mumbled, pulling away and wrapped his fingers around your wrist. The grip was tightening and Caleb started dragging you out of the hallway, eventually leading you out of the office building.

“Cal–where are we going?” you chuckle awkwardly, turning your head as you look back at the building door then back at Caleb, who was already shoving you inside his car.

“To start your stream, just a little earlier.”

—

It wasn't even a second you stepped into the house, and Caleb already had you slammed against your desk, his needy lips found yours, devouring you like an animal. His hand reaches the bottom of your computer, clicking a button, making the computer flash on.

A bright white light illuminated the room and Caleb still had his mouth on yours, he winked open an eye and peered his gaze to the lockscreen, you noticed his violet iris glistening in the dark and Caleb soon pulled away, asking you for the password.

You give him your password and dart your tongue on his neck, sucking and nibbling on it. A shuddered breath escaped Caleb's lips and his grip grew tighter on you, the feeling of his fingertips digging deep against your plush hips made you squirm beneath him.

Caleb eventually logged into your computer, he grabbed onto your face and without warning, he smashed his lips on yours again, his bodyweight started to push against you, as he started devouring you again. You notice his other hand–still on the mouse, move around as he started to click random buttons and, fuck.

He already started the stream.

“Caleb! My mask–hngh”

Caleb ignored your words and slid you off the desk as his mouth was still on yours, you felt him slide his fingers up your shirt, the feeling of his rough, cold fingertips grazing against your warm skin, which made you shudder in pleasure.

He pulled away for a minute, just to stare into your eyes before the sound of a riipp echoed through the room and your shirt was already torn up, and thrown on the ground. Caleb's hands immediately wrap around your tits before he flipped you over in a quick movement, making you face the camera as he had his hands all over you.

“Mmph–” you felt his fingers lower down your body, playing with the waistband of your pants, but instead of pulling them down, you felt his large presence shadow over you before his bright, violet eyes glistened at the chat.

“Hundred dollars and this is getting off.” he smirked, tugging at the fabric which caused a yelp to leave your lips. You glance up at the screen and notice a bunch of people sending hundreds of dollars. This was unusual for you, you would usually get way less than that, maybe it's ‘cause Caleb was here?

A menacing chuckle left Caleb’s lips and he slid your pants down in a quick movement. You were now left bare n’ exposed in front of everyone and you slam your head on the desk to cover your face, in embarrassment.

Caleb traced his fingers down your body, those same fingers eventually found their way to your soaking cunt and Caleb rubbed a slow motion against your twitchy clit, you clenched your thighs between him and a grunt left his lips.

“Relax, pips.”

You moan in response and a loud ding brings you back to reality, you peer your eyes at the screen and your eyes widen in shock.

thebestartist sent $500: gotta do more than that ^^

“Yeah? What d’ya think?” Caleb leaned in, his hot breath ghosted over your skin, you mutter something incoherent under your breath and that just made Caleb chuckle.

His fingers curled inside you, a loud, broken moan left your lips and you grip onto the desk tighter. Caleb’s fingers slick out of you and he aligned himself against you.

You felt the feeling of his rough fabric play against your sensitive skin, he continued to grind himself against you, stimulating you in any way possible, and it clearly was working.

“Want it?”

“Y-Yes!” You gulped the lump that was creeping up your throat and Caleb nodded, pulling away and zipping his pants down, you glanced at the chat which was going crazy and also notice the unreasonable donations rolling in.

“Too much..” you mutter, catching your breath, but before you could finish what you were saying you felt Caleb’s hard, leaking tip slick inside your entrance.

“Wha-”

“Did you guys know she’s my coworker?” Caleb said, thrusting more inches deep inside you, you rolled your eyes back and plop your head against the desk when you felt him sink deeper and deeper inside you.

“I’m not—ngh sure if we hated each other, but we never g-got…fuck…”

Caleb grit his teeth and grabbed onto the sides of your body, ramming himself in you in an arrhythmic pattern, you felt your head bob back and forth, your moans started sounding ragged, broken, and real.

Caleb grinned as he lifted your hips, elevating you in a perfect angle so he could hit the perfect spots, and he did exactly that.

“But we never got along, r-right?”

You shook your head, not because you were disagreeing with what he said—well you completely forgot what he said—but because you realized you were already creeping close to release.

With the man you hated.

Well it wasn’t even hate anymore, was it? You didn’t expect Caleb to be hitting every right spot, making you feel this good.

“C-Caleb I’m ugh!”

Caleb only hummed in response, his large length stretched you out, sounds of him slicking in and out of you, and loud moans filled the room.

Your legs shake in pleasure and before you could warn Caleb that you were going to cum, you already felt the pleasure pooling out of you. A mocking chuckle escaped Caleb’s lips and he gulped at the sight.

“D-damn it…” he whimpered, glancing at the screen where the chat was going absolutely crazy and the donations were still stacking up by the second.

thecrow: nice.

imamfstarboy: U looks so pretty.

A groveling groan left Caleb's lips when he realized he was close, he muttered curses under his breath before leaning in and grabbing onto the mouse.

A loud clang of your bracelet hitting the table made you flinch and before you could ask what he was doing, Caleb pushed his full length inside you making you moan in shock, an expression he’s never seen before plastered all over your face and that caused a reaction out of Caleb.

“Y-you’re so beautifu—nghh” with a click of the mouse the stream ended and you pant heavily, catching your breath. Caleb was still trapped inside you, and you felt him slowly pull out of you, sounds of his and your slick drooled out of you and you plop on your knees when a small pop escaped out of you.

“Was that good?” Caleb chuckled, leaning in and planted small kisses across your face. You stare at him, the shock still sparked in your eyes and you couldn’t even bring yourself to say anything.

“Let’s get cleaned c’mon, baby.”

—

Both you and Caleb walked into work at the same time the next day. He stood close behind you, ghosting his hand along your back as he followed you in the office.

And immediately everybody; especially Zayne, noticed what was going on. Caleb chuckled and walked over to his cubicle and gave Zayne the files back.

“I can’t believe that faceless girl was her.” He laughed and slammed the files on the table, resting against the wall with crossed arms.

“Yeah… I checked out her stream last night and didn’t expect you to be there..” Zayne mumbled, his finger resting on his chin as he rubbed circular motions on it.

“Wait you were in the stream wha-“

“Time to pay back the thousands of dollars you gave her, Caleb. And also—”

Caleb only rolled his eyes in response and lifted himself off the wall, walking away from Zayne before he could hear more of his rambling.

“These are the wrong files.” Zayne mumbled.

part 3 of fly into your heart | caleb -> next work

[osaemu]

GOJO SATORU: IT'S GONNA FEEL SO GOOD, I PROMISE!

.ೃ࿐ he's dreamt about fucking you for months, and now that you're finally in his sheets, he has no intent of letting you go—especially when he finds out that he's your first time. NSFW

contents: fem!reader. virgin!reader. kinda sorta subtle coercion, corruption kink, slight dubcon, fingering, p –> v, lots of praise!!, mentions of prior dirty dreams (about you).

author's note: had this stuck in my drafts for a while so uhhhh. yea enjoy. tagging @mymegumi bc i love selene ꨄ︎

"please, baby, it'll feel so good," satoru cooes, threading his fingers through your hair and pulling your face closer to his. "i promise i'll be gentle."

you shrug, scrunching up your nose at satoru hesitantly. "i don't know..."

your boyfriend presses his lips to yours briefly and smiles tenderly. satoru's soft eyes are fixed on you, only you as he widens them pleadingly. "i wanna teach you how to fuck. please, sweetheart, we can stop anytime. jus' wanna make you feel good, i promise!"

it's only partially a lie—yes, satoru certainly wants to teach you to fuck, but he's not entirely certain that he could just stop anytime. especially because he's well aware that fucking a virgin is such an addicting experience—satoru knows you're gonna be so tight that you'll just suck him in, and he isn't that confident that he'll be able to stop once he's started.

but whatever, that's a problem for later—for now, he's focused on persuading you to spread those legs for him and show him your pretty pussy.

you pause, considering his proposal. after a couple seconds, you nod hesitantly. "you promise you'll be gentle?" you ask meekly, averting your eyes.

satoru nods, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "of course—now c'mon, let's get those clothes off of you, baby." and a couple agonizing minutes later, you're half naked underneath a shirtless satoru, and his fingers trace the inside of your thigh.

"so first, i'm gonna make you cum on my fingers, 'kay?" satoru informs you. "needa loosen you up so you can take my dick."

"o-okay," you whisper, swallowing nervously. "i'm a little scared," you admit, fiddling with the waistband of your lacy underwear. "will it hurt?"

after a moment, satoru nods in response. "at first it will. but then you're gonna feel so good, i promise."

"you promise?"

"i do."

satoru tugs down your panties and grins at the sight of your pussy, untouched and reserved just for him. he's dying to just fuck you then and there, rough and no prep, but he made a promise. and satoru has no intention of breaking it.

"ready?" he breathes, positioning his fingers just outside of your entrance. when you nod, he shakes his head. "i'm gonna need to hear it from you, baby. use your words."

"i'm r-ready," you confirm, inching your thighs farther apart for him.

"good girl."

then satoru slips his fingers inside, and you can't suppress the sudden moan that slips out of your lips. to you, it's embarrassing, but to satoru, it's music to his ears. he steadily pushes his fingers farther and farther into your tight cunt, and satoru can't help but marvel at the way you just suck him in.

"you're so fuckin' tight," satoru mumbles, eyes fixed on your pussy. "and so wet, too. i've barely even touched you, fuck."

it's agonizing, really—the sensation of having someone else's fingers inside of you is so new and so strange that you can almost ignore the pain (which is present but not as throbbing as you had feared). satoru makes sure to be as gentle as he can, which unfortunately isn't quite as gentle as you'd like—but it's not too rough for you to handle.

satoru starts widening his fingers in a scissor-like motion, stretching you farther apart to make room for his already rock-hard dick. you squirm around him and whine about how deep his fingers are, but satoru dismisses your complaints with a laugh. "c'mon, this is barely the beginning. if ya can't take this, how're you gonna take my dick?"

a couple minutes later, when satoru finally deems you loose enough, he pulls out his now-drenched fingers. looking you in the eye with a smug smile, he slips his fingers into his mouth and licks your slick off of them. "mm, you taste so good, pretty. lemme see if you feel as good as you taste, yeah?"

and that's how he convinces you to keep your thighs nice and spread wide open for him as he positions the head of his dick at your entrance, practically trembling from the effort it takes to not just pound into you. you're so compliant and perfect for satoru, and it takes every ounce of his willpower to resist the urge to push you up against the headboard and fuck you until you pass out.

but somehow, he manages to control himself. "alright, baby, this is gonna hurt," satoru warns, touching his reddening tip to your soaked pussy. "you ready?"

"y-yeah," you breathe, distantly noticing the way your hands start to tremble. satoru exhales softly and shakes his hair out of his eyes before gently pushing himself inside of you, and the first thought that enters your head is that he's ridiculously big—it feels like you're getting torn apart every second he goes in farther.

"satoruuu," you whine, starting to paw at his chest when he goes in farther, and it's too much, too fast, but he only grins down at you in response. "it hurts, ow... y're too—"

"uh uh, just shut your pretty mouth n' take it," satoru groans, shifting the angle of his hips and going in a little deeper. you cry out in pain, face scrunching up in an effort to numb the stinging sensation around your waist. satoru dips his head and kisses your forehead, murmuring praises on how well you're doing.

"it'll feel so good soon, i promise, baby," he insists, pressing his lips to the spot in between your eyes. "you're takin' me so good, fuck— agh, you're so damn tight, this one's gonna hurt like hell, but you can take it, yeah? my pretty princess, you'll do anythin' i say, won't ya..."

satoru doesn't give you a chance to respond before he says something about this being the last stretch, but his words don't really sink in until he's two more inches deep into you. his last thrust is so sudden and jarring that it makes you cry out his name, over and over and over until the pain evident on your face starts to turn into something that looks a lot like... pleasure?

a self-assured smile grows on satoru's flushed face when he sees the chance, and a thousand more words of praise fall from his lips. your vision's a little fuzzy in the corners, and your mind is all but gone—it's hard to focus on anything but the slowly fading pain.

satoru starts to move his hips back and forth, easing your loosening cunt into him and nodding at the way you slowly start to show signs of wanting more. your eyes brighten up a little and you seem more alert the longer satoru opens you up.

"startin' to feel good now?" he asks, smiling smugly when you nod your head. "yeah, told you so." the prominent blush on his face starts to creep down his neck, and when you reach up and tentatively touch his cheek, that's when he loses it.

it takes every drop of self-restraint in his body to not flip you over, face-down and ass-up and fuck your tight cunt the way he's dreamed about for months. satoru's imagined it for so long that it's practically a reality for him—the way you would whimper his name and claw at the sheets, the way you would cum all over him too many times to count, all of it. he's seen it a thousand times in his head, but having his fantasy so close and yet so far drives him insane.

but as you smile up at him, the almost unnoticeable tremble in your bottom lip assures him that this probably isn't the time. after all, you're not leaving him anytime soon, so he might as well train you first before even attempting any of that on your perfect, untouched body.

"what do i do now?" you ask, and the simplicity of the question is almost childish. especially when satoru almost laughs in response, soft blue eyes glinting with amusement.

"jus' lie there and stay pretty f'me. and keep your legs spread wiiide open," satoru cooes, shaking his hair out of his eyes only for it to fall right back in.

"yeah, you're doin' so good that i don't even buy that you were a virgin—or are you just naturally made for me, huh? maybe that's it, 'cause i swear on my life that i've never fucked a cunt this fuckin' pretty, heh."

[mediocre-writing]

A chance | LN4

Summary: Lando has been in love with the same person since he was 18. The problem? She doesn't think it will work out because he's younger.

Pairing: Lando Norris X Actress!Reader

English is not my first language, maybe I will do a part two 👀

"Why don't you want to be with me?" Lando says close to Y/n's ear so she can hear.

They were at a party, Lando was P1, and that night was all about him.

"Lando, why don't you enjoy your night?" She says pushing him a little and he kisses her cheek.

"I'm trying to do this, but the prettiest girl at the party is turning me down once again."

Y/n rolls her eyes but smiles, fixing Lando's hair with her hands.

"I already told you-"

"I know, I know, I'm younger than you, but you need to understand that 18-year-old Lando already dreamed of Y/n 22 and now 25-year-old Lando dreams of Y/n 29 and 85-year-old Lando will dream of Y/n... How old will you be?" He says, thinking a little.

"Fuck you're so drunk." She says laughing and he smiles when he sees her smile.

"Fuck you're so beautiful." Lando leans in to kiss her, but Y/n turns her face away.

"Lando, no." Y/n says, gently pinching Lando's belly, making him pull away with a grimace.

"Come on, give me a chance, just one kiss and I promise to stop bothering you." She thinks for a bit.

"I know you won't stop."

"Please, I promise I'll stop." He says, dropping the glass he was holding anywhere, and takes Y/n's face with both hands. "Can I?" He asks inches from her mouth.

"You're insufferable, you know that?" Lando crushes his lips to hers, and my God, it was so worth it to almost beg her on his knees.

Lando asks for passage with his tongue and when he gives in, he just wants to stay there forever.

The kiss gets hotter and Y/n pulls away a little to be able to breathe.

"What a delicious mouth." He says, pulling her lower lip with his teeth and giving her three little pecks.

"Have you gotten your kiss yet, satisfied?"

"I wanted your heart, but I'll hold back with a kiss."

"You don't give up, do you?" She says, putting her arms around her shoulders.

"Never, 18 year old Lando wouldn't believe the girl in my arms right now." Lando always speaks close to her ear so she can understand everything.

"Congratulations, P1." Y/n says kissing Lando's cheek and he feels that this kiss practically sobered him up again.

"Will I get a kiss like this every time I get P1?"

"Don't force it, Cat." She says, walking away and Lando takes her hand again.

"Nooo, you can't do this." Lando says whimpering.

"You promised Lando."

"I promised?" Lando says pulling her by the waist, and kissing her lips again, this time more slowly, more passionate, it was as if they weren't in a crowded place, and God, Y/n is praying that no one took any pictures of this.

But they took it away.

A few hours later the news was all over social media.

F1news Things are heating up! 👀 Lando Norris and Y/n are seen kissing at the party celebrating Lando's P1, some people who were on the way back confirmed that they spent practically the whole night close to each other, could a relationship be on the way?

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User1 What the fuck is this?

User2 Wow, isn't she much older than him?

— User3 It's only four years girl 🙄

User4 Why is everyone so surprised?

— User5 Yes, Lando had already said that she has been his celebrity crush since he was 18.

User6 I think I'm jealous of Lando.

— user7 I think I'm jealous of both of them.

User8 Well, he never hid the fact that he was interested in her.

User9 Have you ever imagined the beautiful child that would be born?

— User 10 She's much older than him...

User 11 Damn, stop treating her like her age is wrong or something.

——

Y/n wakes up with her phone vibrating like crazy.

"Where the fuck is this?" She gropes blindly on the bed until she finds the device, reading the following messages:

Lando: Please don't be mad at me.

Lando: Are you mad at me? 😟

She sits on the bed, a little confused, why would she be mad at him? But soon she also sees some messages from Carlos.

Carlos: Please don't be mad at Lando.

Carlos: He swears he didn't want to cause a scandal for you.

Carlos: Yes, he forced me to send this, block this bastard now.

And to top it off, she sees a message from her best friend.

Bestf: Seriously Lando? And you still swore to me that you didn't want to get him 😏

She closes her eyes and lies down on the bed again, she already knows exactly what happened.

Fuck.

[just-some-user-hunny]

Nikto is chopping wood when it hits you. You're watching from your back porch door, a porcelain mug of hot chocolate cradled in your warm palms.

It's cold- far too cold for Nikto to be chopping wood in your garden right now. A thick layer of frost blanketing everything in sight- in which he had scraped your car for you earlier this morning whilst you were still in bed. He's still in his sleeping clothes; his thin black shirt that stuck to his body in a thick sleeve or fabric, and those baggy grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He's still refused to let you stitch the hemming- which is frayed and worn. Insisting that it is no use fixing it. There's no fixing it, llubov. I'll let it fray and throw it later. No use.

It was certainly a sight. He had drunk his tea down quickly once he noticed your shivering shoulders. Wrapped you up in that fluffy cream nightgown of yours, and set out to fill the fireplace. A silent promise to keep you warm. To provide. He had shot you a stern look at the sight of you lingering in the doorway- your pyjamas shorts and lack of slippers irking him. You wanted to roll your eyes at him. Used to his picking. You are a little warm soft thing. You need to stay warm.

"you're acting like a husband". You quip softly. Playfully, that smile that could warm butter on your pretty lips. "Do you want to be my husband, Andre?".

"yes".

Nikto's sincere raspy voice is sincere as he answers immediately- stunning you into silence. Glancing up at you to fix you an intense stare as he split the log with his hands. Something soft and eager in his eyes. Apprehensive on his own behalf, but filled with longing.

"you'll always be warm". He vows. Eyes filled with something- devotion. So tremendous, that it rattles you to the bone. His eyes meet yours, and you're not sure you can look away. Can't find your hands to sever the line. Pinning you down. He makes the first move- leaving the axe by the tree stump, shoes crunching in the glittering frosted grass. Approaching you like a weary hound.

"then in that case, may I mend these then?". You mumble. Now shy, your heart quivering at the intensity in his face. His hand meets yours as it brushes over the frayed hem of his sweatpants- a warm, halting hold. An unsure pause, you think... Before his shoulders relax a little, and his fingers wiggle softly between yours to melt into an embrace of hands. A gesture so sweet, so unsure and new to him, it was his turn to fluster. Feline eyes wandering from your eyes to your fingers clasped with his.

"yes. I... Let's try".

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Waterbomb effect ft. Saerom

Words : 3k

Y/n is a man who is in a romantic relationship with all nine members of fromis_9.Fromis_9 is a girl group from Korea consisting of 8 members, including Roh Ji-sun, Song Ha-young, Lee Sae-rom, Lee Chae-young, Lee Na-gyung, Park Ji-won, Lee Seo-yeon, and Baek Ji-heon.The romantic relationship between y/n and the nine members is very special; he/she has access to the fromis_9 dorm.Y/n often has sex with each member every day in turns, and the members even enjoy listening to the sounds of each other's sessions from their respective rooms.

One day, y/n was invited by the members of fromis_9 to watch their performance at the Waterbomb Festival.Of course, he got a VIP spot, she could see the members getting ready from the dressing room, walking out to the stage together. He watched fromis_9's performance closely. Seeing the members' tight and revealing sexy outfits. Because this is a waterbomb festival, water is their friend on stage. They shot water guns at the audience, and sometimes even aimed at each other. His eyes were fixed on Saerom, her wet clothes made her beautiful body outline through the fabric she was wearing. When Saerom fired the water gun, he imagined something wild; he wanted Saerom to shoot strong and powerful water, but through her vagina.

SUMMARY^1: Y/n maintains a sexual relationship with all nine members of the Korean girl group fromis_9, frequently visiting their dorm. At the Waterbomb Festival, y/n is granted VIP access to their performance. During the show, they are aroused by Saerom's wet outfit, leading to a vivid sexual fantasy involving her water gun.

Y/n couldn't watch any longer, seeing Saerom looking so sexy made him hard.His pants were tight when his cock got hard, so he decided to wait for the members in the dressing room.He made a plan for Saerom, he would tear her shirt when Saerom entered the dressing room, regardless of whether the other members saw, he would execute his idea even if the other members were watching, he would show the other members how he made Saerom squirt.

Y/n from inside the dressing room could hear the music had stopped, she said to herself, "finally, the moment has come."The members entered the dressing room, intending to change clothes.Even though y/n was in the dressing room, the members ignored her because y/n had often seen the members naked in front of her.Saerom was the last person to enter the dressing room.Y/n suddenly approached him and immediately tore his wet shirt, leaving only his bra and underwear.

"Are you very eager to see our appearance, y/n?"One of the members spoke up when they saw y/n forcibly tearing Saerom's shirt."What does this mean y/n, Can't we wait until we get to the dorm later?” Saerom said while covering the bra she was wearing with her hand. "No, Saerom, I get really turned on watching you dance in your tight clothes," y/n replied.

Y/n's head immediately went down towards Saerom's groin, removing her underwear."Y/n, I'm embarrassed, I haven't had the chance to shave my pubic hair clean?"Saerom said.Saerom's vagina is very beautiful even though there are a few fine hairs on top of it."It's okay, Saerom," y/n replied.

Saerom's beauty is still very captivating in her current state."Do you want to do it here?"Saerom said shyly because the other members were circling around them and watching everything."Do it here y/n, we want to see Saerom's expression when she's being fucked by your big cock," one of the members said."We heard rumors that Saerom can squirt non-stop and very forcefully," one of the members shouted again to y/n.

Saerom is very embarrassed right now, how could the other members know that she is a squirter."Don't do it here y/n, I promise if you wait and do it in the dorm, I'll let you use me until you're satisfied," Saerom said."Are you sure you don't want to do it in front of all of them? Your pussy is already wet," he said. "I don't want to do it here, I didn't know my pussy was wet, I'm always wet in front of you," Saerom tried to persuade y/n.But y/n didn't care, she started licking Saerom's clitoris."Ahhhh" Saerom began to moan as she felt y/n's tongue wetting her clitoris.

Saerom felt her body betraying her, she felt something different.Doing something erotic while being watched was a new experience for her, and her body was starting to enjoy it."Wow, you look like a whore, Saerom. How can your pussy be so wet when we all watch together?"One of the members teased Saerom.Hearing that made her cheeks flush, it seems she likes being humiliated in public, something Saerom had not realized until now.

Saerom pulled y/n's hair, submerging her head deeper to lick her entire pussy."Ahhhh.... Ahhhh.... Ahhhh..... So delicious.....""Continue, y/n," said Saerom."Look at her, Saerom's face is losing control of its expression," one of the members said. "Come on, y/n, just a little more, we want to see Saerom orgasm while squirting," another member added.Saerom felt strange in her body, how could she reach orgasm even faster when being watched by others?"Answer Saerom, do you want to cum now, are you going to squirt?"Jiheon teased Saerom. Saerom just nodded in response. Saerom knew that y/n's tongue was indeed amazing, but he didn't expect to be made to orgasm so easily just by it."I cum y/n......ahhh" Saerom's legs trembled violently, y/n immediately stood up and moved away from Saerom. Suddenly, Saerom's vagina squirted intensely, her trembling legs straining with all their might to keep her standing."Look, the rumor that Saerom is an easy squirter is actually true," Nagyung said to everyone."Wow, you're amazing, Saerom. I'm so envious of you. I've always wanted to be able to squirt like you," Ha Young said.

Saerom wet the floor with her squirting liquid.The members looked at her with envy. "I'm a squirter too, but I can't squirt as hard and as much as you, Saerom. I'm really envious," Nagyung said to Saerom. The dressing room floor is very messy now because of Saerom's fluid."Now lick up the mess you made, Saerom, clean the floor until it's spotless." Y/n commanded Saerom.Saerom immediately obeyed the command, her body moving automatically upon hearing y/n's command. Saerom immediately knelt down and began licking the floor, tasting her own squirting fluid.

The members were shocked by what was happening, but their shock quickly turned into excitement. "Look at Saerom, she's like a kitten licking milk," said Gyuri, watching the scene with a grin. "I want to be the one to make her squirt next," said Seoyeon, looking at y/n with a hint of challenge in her eyes.Y/n just smirked and turned to Gyuri and Seoyeon, "You'll get your turn, but now watch me make her cum again," he said confidently.

Y/n crouched down behind Saerom, who was still busy cleaning the floor. He pulled her soaking wet panties to the side and began to insert his fingers into her warm, tight pussy. Saerom's moans grew louder as he started to thrust his fingers in and out, the sound echoing through the dressing room. "Fuck, you're so wet," y/n murmured as he felt her juices coating his fingers. Saerom's body was responding to the pleasure even though she was in the middle of her embarrassing task. She couldn't help but push her ass back into his hand, begging for more.

The other members watched with bated breath, their own arousal building as they saw Saerom's reaction. "Oh, my god, she's going to cum again," whispered Jiwon. The tension in the room grew thick as y/n added another finger and began to rub Saerom's g-spot. Saerom's moans grew more intense, and she couldn't hold back anymore. Her pussy clenched around his fingers as she squirted for the second time, her liquid spraying onto the floor and y/n's hand. Her body convulsed, and she leaned against his chest, panting heavily.

The members clapped and cheered, their eyes sparkling with excitement. "You're incredible, Saerom," said Jisun, her voice filled with admiration. "I've never seen anyone squirt like that," added Gyuri, clearly impressed. The atmosphere in the dressing room shifted from shock to awe. The other members looked at y/n with a mix of envy and desire, wishing they were the ones being pleasured so masterfully.

Yet, when they approached him, eager to be next, y/n held up his hand, a firm but playful smile on his face. "Hold on, girls," he said. "Tonight is all about Saerom. I promised her a special performance, and I'm not one to break my promises." The air was electric as the other members stepped back, their desire palpable, but also understanding that y/n had a plan for each of them.

Saerom, still panting from her intense orgasm, looked up at y/n with a mix of surprise and arousal. She had never felt so exposed, yet so desired, in front of her fellow members. Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red as she realized she didn't want it to end. She felt a strange thrill at the thought of the others watching her, their eyes glued to her body's reactions.

"Now get up, all of you, and start recording," y/n announced with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The other members scrambled to grab their phones, the anticipation in their movements clear. They had never seen anything like this before, and they were eager to capture the moment. Saerom hesitated for a second, but the desire to please y/n and the excitement of the situation overrode her shyness. She stood up, her legs still wobbly, and leaned against the wall for support.

The room was ablaze with the light from the phones as they all aimed their cameras at the couple. Y/n stepped closer to Saerom, his erection straining against his pants. He undid his belt with a dramatic flourish, letting his pants drop to the floor. His cock sprang free, making the members gasp in awe. It was even bigger than they had imagined. Saerom's eyes widened, and she bit her bottom lip in anticipation.

"Just watch and record," y/n ordered the group, his voice thick with desire. The members didn't need to be told twice. They began to whisper to each other, their excitement growing as they watched y/n stroke his cock, teasing the head with his thumb. He stepped closer to Saerom, pushing her back against the wall. She could feel the coldness seep into her skin as he placed his hand on her neck, his thumb tracing gentle circles.

Without warning, y/n thrust into her, filling her completely. Saerom's eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned out loud. The camera clicks and gasps from the others only heightened her arousal. He began to move, his hips slamming into hers in a rhythm that was both brutal and tender. Saerom's legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his back as she matched his every thrust. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed in the small space, mingling with her cries of pleasure.

The members were captivated, their own hands moving to their own bodies as they recorded the intense scene. Some were biting their lips, others were blatantly playing with their breasts and clits. They couldn't help but be affected by the raw passion on display. They had never seen Saerom, their shy and sweet bandmate, act so wanton. It was thrilling and exhilarating.

Y/n leaned down, his teeth grazing her ear. "You're going to cum for me again, right here, right now," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. Saerom nodded, her voice lost in the sea of pleasure. She felt her pussy clench around him, her orgasm building. With one final, deep thrust, she let go, her body convulsing as she squirted all over his cock and the floor. The room was filled with her cries and the sound of his balls slapping against her ass. The members watched, their eyes wide with lust as they recorded every moment.

"More, more, more! I want you to make Saerom squirt again until she's brainless!" Jisun shouted, her own hand buried in her panties. Y/n chuckled, the challenge in her voice only serving to fuel his desire. He picked up his pace, his hips moving faster, his cock pounding into Saerom's tight pussy. She was lost in a haze of pleasure, her mind unable to process anything except the feeling of y/n inside her. Her body responded eagerly, her pussy spasming with each thrust.

He reached between them and began to rub her clit in perfect time with his thrusts. Saerom's moans grew more desperate, and she could feel herself on the edge of another orgasm. "Y/n, I'm going to... I'm going to..." she gasped, her body taut as a bowstring. He grinned, his eyes dark with lust. "That's it, baby, let it go," he urged her on. And with that, she did, her pussy gushing around him in a powerful, wet climax that left her trembling.

The members cheered and clapped, their own arousal reaching fever pitch. "Again," Gyuri whispered, her voice thick with need. Y/n didn't need any more encouragement. He pulled out of Saerom, the sound of her wetness echoing through the room. He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her around, pushing her onto the dressing room table. "Spread your legs," he demanded, his voice commanding. She complied without hesitation, her legs spread wide as he pushed back into her from behind.

With renewed vigor, he began to fuck her hard and fast, his hand coming down to rub her clit with every thrust. Saerom's body was a blur of pleasure, her orgasms blending into one never-ending wave. She could feel her mind slipping away, consumed by the intense sensations. "Cum for me again," y/n growled, his voice low and primal. And with that, she did, squirting all over the table and his hand, leaving it slick with her juices. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a long, drawn-out moan as he continued to pound into her, her body shaking with the force of her climax.

The other members watched, their own hands moving faster as they touched themselves. They could feel their own arousal reaching new heights, desperate for their turn with y/n. But for now, they were content to watch the show, their eyes glued to the screen of their phones as they recorded every moment. "Keep going, y/n," Ha Young encouraged, her voice shaky. "Make her beg for mercy."

And so he did. He varied his pace, sometimes slow and sensual, other times fast and punishing. He whispered dirty words into her ear, telling her how much he loved watching her squirt for him, how much he enjoyed making her lose control. Saerom's responses grew more incoherent, reduced to whimpers and gasps as she lost herself in the pleasure. "Please, y/n, I can't take anymore," she begged, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation.

But y/n was relentless. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, how to make her squirt over and over again. He felt her pussy tighten around him, the signs of another orgasm approaching. He increased his speed, his hand moving faster on her clit. "Cum for me, Saerom," he ordered, his voice a seductive purr. And she did, her body convulsing as she squirted all over the floor, the sound of her pleasure bouncing off the walls.

Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the table, her body a trembling mess.

"I... I can't," Saerom panted, her voice hoarse from screaming.

Yet y/n didn't stop, his eyes gleaming with determination. "I won't," he whispered against her ear, his voice low and intense. "I wouldn't stop until my seed was empty, Saerom."

With renewed strength, he picked her up and carried her to the floor, laying her down gently. He hovered over her, his cock still hard and slick with her juices. "Look at me," he demanded.

Saerom managed to open her eyes, meeting his intense gaze. He pushed back inside her, his strokes deep and powerful. She moaned, her body responding despite the exhaustion. "You're mine," he murmured, his voice a mix of love and dominance. "Mine to fill, mine to make squirt."

The members watched, their eyes glazed over with desire. They had never seen Saerom look so wild, so uninhibited. It was like watching a side of her they had never known existed. They could feel their own panties growing wet, their bodies aching for his touch. "Fuck, she's so hot," someone murmured, their voice barely audible over the sound of skin slapping against skin.

"Cum for me, Saerom," y/n groaned, his own release building. "Let me see your beautiful face when I fill you up."

Saerom nodded, her eyes never leaving his. She focused on the feeling of his cock inside her, the way it filled her completely. Her hips began to move again, her body responding to his command. And with one final, powerful thrust, she came again, her pussy clamping down on him, her body shaking as she squirted once more.

Y/n grunted, his own orgasm following closely behind. He pumped into her, filling her with his cum, his warmth spreading through her. He leaned down and kissed her, a gentle contrast to the roughness of their earlier actions. "You're mine," he repeated, his voice softer now.

Breaking the kiss, he turned to the other members, who were all still recording. "Now," he said, his voice still a little rough from his own climax, "send all of that to the public."

The room went silent for a moment, the only sound the panting of the two on the floor. Then, the members looked at each other, excitement flashing in their eyes. They knew what this meant: their little secret would no longer be just that. The thought of the world seeing Saerom's uninhibited passion and their own desire for y/n was intoxicating. One by one, they hit send, the videos of the intense scene flying out into the digital ether.

Their phones chimed in unison as they received messages of confirmation. The videos were uploaded, and now, the world would see what they had all just witnessed. The anticipation was palpable, the thrill of the taboo act adding to their arousal. "It's done," Gyuri announced, her voice a little shaky.

Y/n pulled out of Saerom, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. He helped her to her feet, his arms around her waist to steady her. She leaned into him, her body still trembling slightly from the intensity of their encounter. "Thank you," she whispered, her cheeks still flushed.

The other members stepped closer, their eyes on y/n's cock. They could see that he was still hard, still ready for more. "Who's next?" he asked, his eyes scanning the group. They all stepped forward eagerly, their own desires now out in the open. The dressing room had turned into a playground of lust, and they were all eager to join in the fun.

The next few hours were a blur of passion and pleasure. Each member took their turn with y/n, their performances recorded and uploaded for the world to see. They took turns being both the performers and the audience, watching and participating in a series of scenes that grew increasingly wild. The dressing room was a mess of discarded clothes, water, and sex, the floor sticky with a mix of sweat and cum.

As the final member's cries of pleasure faded and the last video was sent, they all collapsed onto the floor, spent and satisfied. The air was heavy with the scent of sex, and their laughter filled the room. They had never felt so close, so connected. The bond between them had been strengthened by their shared secret, and they knew that nothing could ever break it.

Their phones began to buzz with notifications, the outside world reacting to their public display of desire. They didn't care about the scandal that was sure to follow. All that mattered was the here and now, the feeling of belonging and being desired. They had shared something special, something that would always be theirs, no matter what the world threw at them.

The members of fromis_9 looked at each other with a mix of excitement and apprehension. They had crossed a line, but they didn't regret it. In fact, they were all looking forward to the next time they could all be together, to explore their desires further, to push their boundaries even more.

The next day, the viral videos had taken the internet by storm. Fans and media outlets alike couldn't get enough of the explicit footage featuring Saerom's unbridled passion. The comments sections were flooded with shock, praise, and an endless stream of thirst. The news spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the globe. The group's social media accounts were bombarded with both love and hate, but the love was undeniably stronger.

The record label was initially horrified, but upon seeing the unprecedented spike in their social media engagement and the skyrocketing sales of their latest single, they quickly changed their tune. They called an emergency meeting, trying to decide how to handle the situation. Some suggested a public apology, but others saw the viral videos as a golden opportunity to boost their image, to show the world that the group was not just a bunch of innocent girls, but also women with desires and needs.

Saerom herself was a bit overwhelmed by the sudden attention but also secretly thrilled. She had always been the shy one in the group, but now, she was the center of attention for reasons she never could have imagined. She felt a newfound confidence in herself, knowing that she could make people feel the same intense pleasure that y/n had given her.

The other members watched the news in amazement, their faces plastered on every website and magazine. They were now the talk of the town, the scandal of the century. Yet, they weren't scared. They had each other, and they had the protection of y/n. They had become more than just bandmates; they had become a family, united in their shared experience and their love for one another.

The story grew wilder with each new piece of "leaked" content. Each member had their own moment in the spotlight, and they reveled in the attention. The scandal had turned into a phenomenon, and fromis_9 was now more popular than ever. The group decided to lean into it, teasing fans with suggestive posts and even hinting at more to come. They had nothing to lose and everything to gain.

[smutoperator]

Can you write a Free Use story out of Miyeon’s I-Sway concept photos?

Profession: Fucktoy

Cho Miyeon x Male Reader

Tags: anal, anal fingering, ass-to-pussy, blowbang, bukkake, choking, creampies, dirty talk, facefucking, face-spitting, facial, floor sex, free use, full nelson, g-string, hair-pulling, head stomping, jobs, painal, pool, public sex, rough sex, ripping clothes, slapping, titfucking, underboob, voyeurism

Word count: 6469

Chapter 1 - The Mechanic

The day had started on a very bad note for you. Your car had just broken, and you were already out of money to make the repairs. Regardless, you had to do it; otherwise, you wouldn't be able to go to work.

You arrived at the repair shop, greeted by a beautiful short girl. Unlike other mechanics, however, she was wearing a very skimpy outfit: a white top that left her midriff fully exposed and a black miniskirt that barely covered her buttcheeks.

"You can go back in a few hours; we'll fix everything," the girl said. And you did just that. As you later got back to pick your car up, you found out that she had delivered on her promise. Your car had no more issues whatsoever; she was truly a quick fixer.

"Damn, you did a great job here," you told the girl. "And you look so cute, not like your typical mechanic," you started flirting with her. "Ah, I always hear guys saying that," she said. "By the way, what's your name?" you asked. "Miyeon," she answered.

"Now it comes the uncool part," Miyeon said. "Here's the full bill," she handed you the paper. Damn! It was really expensive. Basically a whole month of your salary for a guy that was already about to go broke. You were upset, already bracing yourself for a struggle in the next few months.

"Don't be upset," Miyeon told you. "I know it's very expensive, but you can use me for free, and if you do it well, I might give you a discount," she said. "What do you mean?" you ask her. "Well, I'll show you what I mean," she says.

Miyeon lifts her top, showing some underboob to you. She advances towards you and gives you some kisses. You quickly push back, showing who's in control, kissing her, and running your hands all over her body. Her top gets pushed further up, and you give her perky bobs the first sucking. Even Miyeon gets surprised at how hard you attack her, quickly reaching your hands under her skirt in search for her pussy. "I guess he's really desperate to get some money back," she thinks.

As you finger Miyeon's pussy, you're surprised by how small the panties she's wearing are. You can easily already reach most of her pubic area even with them on, as she's already moaning with your magic hands working around her pussy. And you're just starting.

Miyeon's top gets easily ripped apart, setting her perfect tits fully free for you to grope. "Oh my God, holy shit," she says in awe, as your hands are still putting heat in her clit. Your pace is truly intense, as shortly after you're already pulling her miniskirt down and showing the only thing standing between you and Miyeon's tight fuckholes is a little G-string thong. You tease her with some kisses in her asscheeks and give them a little spanking as well.

"Oh yes," Miyeon says when you pull her tiny thong to the side. Needless to say, such a beautiful girl had perfect holes as well, as you look in awe at her pink pussy and butthole, starting to eat them out shortly after.

Miyeon moans and clings to any part of your car she can hold onto. The hood of the car is still open, and she has to be cautious to avoid the heat that's still in the engine, although she likes how it warms up her boobs. You tongue her folds hard and deep, but Miyeon likes it better when you start tonguing her butthole. "Ahhh yes, right in that fucking ass," she moans.

You love the angelic way Miyeon moans while you lick her holes. What a beautiful slut she is. "Put your tongue in my pussy; work for it, yeahhh," she demands. You follow, licking her clit like a needy pussy while Miyeon inserts her thumb in her anus, alternating between sucking and finger-fucking her cunt as Miyeon circles her fingers around her asshole.

You give Miyeon some more kisses as you now start humping your clothed boner against her legs. "Are you gonnna let me see that cock or what?" she asks, getting on her knees as soon as she senses it rubbing on her skin. Miyeon quickly pulls your pants down, slapping your cock in her tongue as soon as it pops out. The moment she starts sucking that dick, it feels like you're no longer using you, but the opposite, as Miyeon is eager to take it deep from the start, making fast moves with her head that quickly engulf your sword all the way down her slutty throat.

Miyeon takes her panties off, leaving only the remnants of her ripped top covering her body. That little slut for sure knows how to suck cock, bobbing her head on yours harder than ever. You need to take control soon; she's your free use whore after all.

"Give me those fucking tits," you tell her, who places them together as you start humping your cock between them. "Oh yeah!" she says immediately. You love how soft her tits are, making it easier to fuck them at a steady pace. "So good," Miyeon says. You grab her by the chin and spit on her face. "You're no mechanic, bitch, you're just a fucktoy," you tell her. "Yes, I am; give me more, please," she begs as you keep titfucking her and put your fingers down her mouth for a bit.

Miyeon spits on your cock for a better grip. "How does it feel with your saliva lubing my tits?" she asks. "It feels so fucking amazing," you say. Miyeon takes a little break and gives a few fast head-bobbings to lube your cock before going back for more breast action. "Wanna take turns, baby? Wanna use all my fucking body? "Which one do you like better, my mouth or my tits?" she keeps asking.

You let your actions do the talking, bringing Miyeon close to you and banging her tits at full speed. She responds with more aggressive cock-sucking, but you counter-attack, reaching into her pussy and finger-fucking her, coming out on top.

"AH FUCK, YOU WORK MY PUSSY SO GOOD," Miyeon moans as your fingers plow into her wet fuckhole. "Taste it, bitch," you say, shoving them in your mouth right after. Miyeon tries to respond with more crazy pole-sucking, but you have enough of it and manhandle her throat as soon as she tries.

Grabbing her by the neck, you bend Miyeon over, her right knee placed on the stool. You warm up her pussy with more finger-rubbing. "OH SHIT!" she screams as soon as you do it. And when you finally push your cock inside it, you're glad you did, because holy shit she's really as tight as you would imagine.

You give Miyeon a couple thrusts but quickly find a better position, putting her right leg on top of your car's hood and pounding her relentlessly. "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder," she demands, and you surely oblige, attacking her pussy at full speed and giving it no rest from the start. "Please, please, harder, harder," she keeps going, begging to have her pussy destroyed.

You switch Miyeon into a standing position, but keeping that frantic pace at all moments. "YES, YES, YES, FUCK ME LIKE A LITTLE WHORE," she screams as you also kiss and choke her. You love how hard her boobs bounce with your fast thrusts. "YES BABY, YES BABY, IT FEELS SO GOOD WHEN YOUR BALLS SLAP AGAINST MY CLIT," she continues.

Miyeon gets both her knees on the stool as you keep stretching out her pussy like your free-use toy. You now tease her with your middle finger up her anus. "Toy with my asshole," she begs. And gets it.

Soon, that finger gets replaced by a much thicker object making its way into her asshole. If you thought Miyeon's pussy was tight, well, it looks extremely loose compared to her pink anus. You knock a few times on her backdoor, but it barely moves. You have to go really slow, Miyeon's moans getting louder each time you get an extra inch inside.

"There you go," you say when the eighth and final inch is inside her butthole. "Ahhhh, it's so big," Miyeon moans. Even for an experienced anal slut, your cock would be quite the challenge for her little asshole. 

But you weren't going to go easy on her—quite the opposite. Your eagerness to sodomize little Miyeon was even bigger. And the tightness of her anal walls only ramped it up. "Get down," you tell her, fucking her asshole in a perfect doggy position, with the little doll struggling to take your massive cock all the way up her butthole.

"OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT," Miyeon screams as you coincidentally fuck her right in the shithole. She is in trouble. Your cock just rips her ass apart, and she tries to hold on to every support while facing the floor, barely managing to keep her balance. "YES, PLEASE FUCK MY ASS," she demands, but can barely take the current toll as it stands.

"Come here," you say. With no warning, you switch back to her pussy, pounding her even faster from behind. "OHHHHH FUCKKKKK," she screams. "I was going really easy on your ass," you say. "This is how you use a fucktoy," you continue, clapping her cheeks hard and spanking it for some good measure as well. "Fucking use this pussy," she begs.

But Miyeon won't accept defeat so easily. "Put it back in my ass," she demands. This time, your cock slides much more easily into her already stretched butthole. You try to make Miyeon regret asking it, pounding her ass with full force. "Oh shit, it's so fucking big in there," she says, which only gives you extra motivation.

You lay your back in the stool as Miyeon sits her ass on your cock for more, but you quickly show her who's in control, thrusting hard upwards against her butt. "Oh my God, oh my God, fuck," she says as you appropriately pump her like a piston and enjoy her tits bouncing with every thurst you give her.

Miyeon fingers her pussy as you keep destroying her ass, but her hands are quickly replaced by yours. "Grab my fucking pussy," she says, slowly getting out of breath. "FUCK THAT COCK IS SO BIG IN MY ASS," she yells, which only makes you attack it harder.

After 5 minutes of hard ass-fucking, you change back to her pussy. This time, you decide Miyeon will be an even bigger fucktoy to please your cock, putting her in a full nelson and attacking her cunt balls deep like crazy. She can only scream as you show no mercy to her tiny fuckhole. But you quickly tell her you were going easy, taking your cock back in her ass and repeating it with double the intensity.

"YES, YES, YES, FUCKING DESTROY IT YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM," Miyeon moans as her asshole is turned into nothing but your cock's playground. She's utterly defenseless as you take advantage of her to suck her bouncy tits. "DON'T FUCKING STOP, DON'T FUCKING STOP," she says as she covers your balls with some juices that squirt out of her pussy.

Miyeon lets out a very cute laugh before she switches sides to start another ride of cock-sitting, this time with her facing you as she easily slides your pole back in her pussy. Watching her princess face moaning and making sexy expressions every time you impale her cunt is such a heavy turn on to you, who can't help but keep pushing up, your bodies meeting each other with loud clapping noises as you two fuck like crazy animals.

"Ahhhh, fuck me, baby," Miyeon moans as she enjoys the ride. Your balls violently clap against her ass cheeks as she passionately kisses you. She loves the way you use her, with no restraints whatsoever, just a good, rough pounding that makes her tight fuckholes throbbing.

"Ohhh, stretch me so fucking good," Miyeon says as she switches your cock back into her ass. Both of you get even more intense in this crazy anal ride, Miyeon turning into a bigger beggar for more fucking in the ass each time your cock hits deep inside it. Ass to pussy, back to ass, back to pussy, you two just keep fucking that way for a long time, each hole getting its fair share of pounding multiple times while you grope her bouncy titties.

"Suck that fucking dick," you whisper at Miyeon's year once you're done. She's completely numb after so much pounding she's taking in such a short time, but her whore instincts never die. "Ohhh yeah, taste my ass all over it," she says, opening her mouth wide and licking your shaft from top to bottom, but paying special attention to the tip. "It tastes so good deep in my ass," she says.

You pin Miyeon against the front of your car, lifting her right leg over your shoulder, going back for more pussy stretching, and looking directly into her eyes as she turns into a sweaty mess. Your balls hit her right at the junction of her thighs, her pussy tightening as you choked her. She can't stop screaming. "Shut up, bitch," you say to her and fuck her harder, but that only leads to more yelling from this little free use fucktoy.

Miyeon gets bent over on the hood of the car now as she requests you something. "Please put this cock back in my ass," she says. You never say no to another chance to destroy Miyeon's (now not so) tiny pink asshole, so you're back at it, fucking it hard as your balls slap on her clit. 

"OH, IT'S GOING SO DEEP IN MY ASS," Miyeon says. And you wish it could go even deeper as you push your shaft to the limits of her butthole. Miyeon sticks her fingers in her pussy trying to cope with the speed you destroy her ass. Now you take the meaning of free use to the maximum, leaving no dignity left for Miyeon. All you want to do now is fuck her butt at every opportunity. Her reward for fixing your car will be her ass getting broken apart.

"MAKE ME FUCKING TAKE IT," Miyeon screams as her ass keeps taking the full heat of your throbbing dick. "You can fuck take me; treat me like a useless whore," she demands, as you do just as she asks, having enough energy to fuck her ass all day long.

"Get your knees on the stool," you demand, giving her butt a little tap as it now gets redder. After a little pause for her to breathe, your cock is back in full force inside Miyeon's asshole. You do a switcheroo between her holes just for fun, but always fucking her the hardest in the ass. Miyeon clings to your car as she can barely keep her balance on now, becoming just a cocksleeve for you to toy with and get maximum pleasure as she keeps getting jackhammered.

"I want you to use this ass to fucking cum," Miyeon says. Your primal instincts then fully take over, fucking her faster than speed of light, her cheeks clapping louder than a blasting car speaker, her screams hitting every imaginable high note. "Look at me, little fucktoy," you order. After all, Miyeon said free use, and she's getting freely used, with you only stopping until you finally explode inside her anal walls.

Miyeon licks her chops as she digs your cum out of her anus, her hair completely messy now and covering her face. She tastes it and loves the flavor. She then picks up the repair bill and rips it in half. "This is your discount," she says. "Have a good day and come see us again," she finishes.

Chapter 2 - Lifeguard

Hot summer Saturdays are perfect to go to the pool. And you were surely going to do that. As you prepared yourself to get in the pool, however, you spotted a familiar face doing the lifeguard duties.

Miyeon decided to take a summer job on weekends besides the one she already had at the repair shop. But little did she know she would be off to an eventful start.

"He's drowning in the pool; somebody help," a scream was heard. Miyeon had to act quickly. Only her first hour at the new job, and she already had a difficult task ahead.

Miyeon pushed your body to the side of the pool, executing the cardiac massage procedures to help you. To no avail, as you remained lifeless on the floor despite her desperate attempts.

After a while, however, Miyeon noticed one part of your body was seeing a lot of movement upwards. The bulging erection under your boxers. Miyeon took you to a more private space and put an end to the heart massages, going instead with a different kind, taking your cock deep in her throat and giving a little bit in your foreskin.

You immediately woke up. "So you wanted to get my attention so much you faked a drowning?" she asked. "Indeed, and what do I get for it?" you replied.

"You get to use me like your fucktoy again," Miyeon said. These words were enough for you to pull your boxers down and go straight into fucking her face. Miyeon wanted it so bad. She can't go a day without being treated like a toy for a big cock, answering your thrusting, bobbing her head, and gagging all over your huge dick.

Just like in the repair shop, Miyeon sat on a stool, lowering her head and getting her face plowed until she coughed on your cock. She then picked your shaft up and started slapping it against her boobs, her white top already showing lots of cleavage. 

Miyeon quickly took that top off and wrapped your shaft around her boobs once again. "Oh yes, please fuck my tits," she said, moving them around your throbbing cock. You responded by taking control and pushing it up and down her milk bags, just like she asked, with Miyeon moving down to take the tip of your cock in her mouth, doing the best she could to keep choking on that cock.

Fucking her beautiful tits and princess face at the same time was like heaven for you. "Yeah, I love it," you said. But you knew she wanted more. After a little boob shaking, Miyeon lowered her shorts down, leaving herself with only her high heels (why a lifeguard was wearing high heels is something she couldn't explain). 

Miyeon laughed and spread her legs as you started worshipping her pink pussy. "OH MY GOD, YES," she screamed as you two were now in a safe place away from the crowds at the pool. You kissed her pussy and licked her clit nonstop, while also circling your fingers around her folds and penetrating them, teasing Miyeon for what you were going to do to her with your cock. "Open my pussy, please," she begged.

You used your hands to finger-fuck Miyeon while savoring her beautiful clit, sending her to the heavens. "Don't stop, baby," she said as you kept putting extra heat on her vagina, making it wet as you used your magical hands to lube it up.

With no hesitation, you dipped your cock inside Miyeon's wet cunt. "FUCK ME, PLEASE, OH MY GOD, YEAH, YEAH YEAH, OHHHHHHH," she screamed as you were already pumping her pussy fast, watching her twisting and twirling facial expressions as your cock bulged under her while you groped her tits.

"FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH," Miyeon demanded. You were so upset with her getting so loud you slapped her face hard, responding with even faster thrusts and spitting on her face. "Shut up, you fucking slut," you told her, entertaining yourself as you slapped your cock in her vaginal entrance before pushing it back and plowing her once again.

"YES, baby, keep going," Miyeon said as her boobs bounced. After a little sniffing in her pussy, you kept going, spanking her beautiful tits then pushing her body sideways. Miyeon got the most excited when you spat all over her cunt, with her creaming all over your cock the harder you went on her.

Miyeon tried to kiss you, but you were having none of it. "I'm not here for love; I'm here to use you like a bitch," you told her in response, spitting on her face and resuming pounding her right after, both your bodies on the floor besides an unused pool, Miyeon getting her little pussy destroyed as you used her like a fleshlight, your balls violently hitting her clit at each thrust now.

"Fuck my fucking pussy, please," Miyeon said as she already struggled to speak, completely numb with the way you treated her. No matter how many jobs she tried, she was always back to being a little cocksleeve. Miyeon wonders for how long you could keep fucking her, as you didn't seem to lift your foot off the gas, making her pussy sore not even 10 minutes in.

"OH MY GOD, FUCK," Miyeon kept screaming as you kept going. You tongue kissed her a bit after you finished the rough spooning session. "My little fucktoy," you told her. "Now get on all fours," you said, slapping her ass and taking her pussy from behing within seconds, your relentless pace still going on as you now choked her and enjoyed her tits freely bounce, mounting on top of her like a bull.

"I like that," Miyeon said when you spanked her ass. You even let her move her hips a little bit over your cock, giving her a false sensation that you were tired and she could ride it, before taking full control back again and smacking her pussy into oblivion, enjoying the queefing sounds coming out of it as Miyeon could barely stay on her feet.

"You know what? If you want my cum, you'll have to earn it, ride that dick until I fill your pussy to the brim," you demanded, but not before ducking her head under the pool while fucking her from behind a couple times. "Now you're the one drowining, bitch," you said to her.

You got Miyeon off the pool and laid on the side of it, waiting for her to sit on your cock. Her eyes rolled the moment she got it back inside her, making sure to go all the way down. Miyeon made sure to ride it as hard as possible, craving for that cum all over that pink pussy.

"Make me cum, bitch," you say as you thrust up Miyeon's little pussy, not missing an opportunity to spank her ass and suck her little tits. You fucked her for not even 15 minutes, but she's already exhausted as you completely destroy her pussy with no mercy. "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, FUCK ME," she begs as your cock smacks her insides, and she starts trembling, clinging to your body as you inject your seeds in her pussy.

Miyeon leaves, tossing you to the pool as she struggles to even walk. By now she knows she has lost her job, as the lifeguard spot has been vacant for a while and the pool starts to get fuller. She decides to go home, thinking about her next adventure.

Chapter 3 - Living Doll

Miyeon texts you the following day, asking if you can go back to the repair shop, saying she wants you to use her once more. You agree to come, taking your car back into it in a hurry.

As you arrive at the shop, you witness one of the naughtiest scenes you have seen in your life. Miyeon is surrounded by five naked men, who take off her "living doll" top immediately and jerk off in anticipation of freely using her doll face.

"Looks like you came in too late," Miyeon provokes you as the men strip her fully naked, starting to grip their shafts intensely as they feed her mouth full of cock, and she licks her chops, getting surrounded by all that man meat, taking turns stroking and sucking them all, diving her head into their crotches.

"Stroke it, stroke it," the men demand to Miyeon. "Fuck her face, fuck her face," they say as Miyeon gags on their cocks one by one. "You wanna fuck my face too?" she asks the next guy, who answers her question with hard thrusts in her mouth.

"I want it all the way down," Miyeon says as each guy gets a turn to shove their cocks down her throat while you just watch. "Tell me how hard you want to fuck my slutty face," she continues as Miyeon remains surrounded by multiple hard cocks. "Are you happy?" you get to ask her as lots of spit cover her face. "Very, are you?" she replies.

"Looks like you have what you want," you tell her. "I do," Miyeon says. "Lots of cocks in my mouth," she continues. "You look so beautiful; do what makes you happy; show me what makes you happy," you say to her. "Can't you tell?" she pokes again. "Show him, come on," the other guys tell her.

"Give me, give me, give me all of it," Miyeon says. She really wants you to feel jealous of all those cocks pounding her face like animals as she spits all over them. "Show me what a good girl you are," a guy tells her as Miyeon holds her breath and dives her head fully into the crotch of every man in that circle. You can't help but find it hot, masturbating as you watch her taking on all those cocks but not joining the circlejerking.

"All the way down," Miyeon begs of all those cocks. "You want cum all over your fucking face?" the guys rhetorically ask, making her smile. It doesn't take long for multiple shots of sperm to start flying into it. "Here it comes, baby," the guys announce as they cover Miyeon full of cum, some of them ejaculating more than once into her beautiful face as their semen also drips into her chest.

"I saved the best for last," Miyeon says as the five men are done cumming in her. She looks at you as the other guys have already started to live. "You wish I wouldn't do it?" she asks. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist," she says. "This is who I am, a 24/7 free use fucktoy," she continues.

"No, I want you to do this again, and again, and again, for the rest of your life, but with me leading the way," you tell her, kissing her cum-filled face as she already jerks your cock off. 

"You know what else I want? For you to get on your fucking knees," you say to Miyeon, spitting on her face. "Do it again," she demands. "Ohhh, do it again? You dirty giri," you say as you repeat it. "I love how you're such a fucking dirty bitch; now suck my cock," you tell her, choking Miyeon. "Say it again," she replies. And you do just that.

You dunk Miyeon's face right into your crotch, eager to prove no one can fuck it better than you. "There is my fucking girl," you say, spanking her ass to make her gag on your cock after a long deepthroat. "Look at me, bitch, show me you're my fucktoy," you say. "I don't look at anybody the way I look at you; I'm your dirty whore," she says.

You wrap Miyeon's fallen top around her neck, using it to choke her as you keep fucking her face. "Smile, you dirty bitch, smile while you choke on my dick," you say to her. Soon, you slap her. "You love to fucking taste that cock, don't you, bitch?" you ask her.

"I LOVE TASTING THAT COCK," Miyeon screams. You slap your shaft on her slutty face, and she gags all over that dick. "That's my fucking girl," you say as she deepthroats you. But you want more.

"What are you gonna do? Are you gonna fuck me like a bitch?" she asks as you put her body on top of the table, furiously hammering her pussy and spanking her ass, making her cheeks clap. "TREAT ME LIKE YOUR FUCKING TOY; I'M YOUR FUCKING TOY," she says. "I just can't get enough of that pussy," you say.

"Use my holes; tell me how much you like," Miyeon begs as you spank her ass with your cock stuffed deep in her cunt. "I fucking love it, you dirty little whore," you say as you spit on her face again and cover her mouth.

"Give me more," Miyeon says as she turns around and invites you for more. "Put your face in my fucking pussy; use my fucking pussy," she commands as you keep spitting on her. You lay her body on the table and eat it out like an animal. "Good boy, tell me how much you want to use it," Miyeon says as you turn into a savage, tonguing her cunt nonstop and breathing all over her clit.

Miyeon moans as you lick her folds. You get rougher as you spank her thighs and grope her tits while doing so. "Leave your marks all over me," she tells you. "Fuck, I had enough of pleasing you; I'm gonna use that sex doll body to please me," you tell her, sticking your cock back in her wet pussy.

"YES, YES, YES, EVERY INCH OF YOU BALLS DEEP, BALLS FUCKING DEEP IN MY PUSSY," Miyeon screams as you get more and more animalesque with her. "Look at my eyes while you fuck my pussy; look how much I want it," she begs. "God, why don't you shut up? You're just a piece of meat for me to stick my cock at," you talk trash to her.

"Dirty little fucking slut," you say as you keep pounding Miyeon, your hands all over her clit as she looks at you with naughty, sexy eyes. For every time you kiss her, you spit twice in her face. And Miyeon wants more.

"I'm your whore; I'm all yours," she says as you carry her and start fucking her with her body up in the air, only held by your huge cock. You put her back on the ground and massage her clit further. "Right there, right there," she says in between more moans.

Miyeon nearly loses her balance as you play with her throbbing clit. You get her back on the table and this time fuck her sideways, attacking her pussy faster than ever and making her boobs bounce even harder. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you," you say to her. "Oh, please, do it; I love it," she says.

Groaning like a savage and choking Miyeon like she's your bitch, you just can't stop using her little pink cunt. "You cock is so hard inside my pussy, I can feel it throbbing. Can you feel my pussy throbbing for it?" She talks dirty to you, and the more she does, the more you want to keep using her.

"I want to keep coming back to this cock every day for the rest of my life," Miyeon claims. "Then show me," you say as you put it close to her face. Miyeon already bobs her head, taking the opportunity to taste her juices out of it to the fullest, taking your cock balls deep in her mouth.

You quickly end her fun and go back to use her pussy. "Tell me what I am." Miyeon asks you. "A dirty fucking whore," you say as you spank her ass and pull her hair. "YES, YES, YES, YES," she screams as you stretch her cunt out. "My perfect little fuckdol," you say.

After a little break, you come back with more hard fucking. "Pull my hair, please," Miyeon begs and gets it. "Do whatever you want to me; I'm your fucking toy; treat me like a little whore, please, please," she continues. You do it just like that. "Choke me and tell me how much you want me to cum on your cock," she continues. 

Miyeon struggles to breathe as your cock uses her pussy all the way deep. You stop a bit to look at her begging face, getting increasingly sweaty in the summer heat. "I want you to own me," Miyeon says. "I own you," you exclaim. 

"I'm yours; I'm fucking yours," Miyeon says as you fuck her slow in a standing position. "Nice and slow," she says. As soon as she does, you go rough and fast. "Nice and slow what?" you poke her. "AH YES, YES, I FEEL YOUR BALLS HITTING MY CLIT AND IT FEELS SO GOOD," Miyeon screams as you lift her right leg to play with her clit as your balls keep hitting it.

After you're done, you put Miyeon back on her knees and get ready to feed your cock to her once again. "Put it in your mouth," you order. "What if I say no?" she asks you. "You have no say; you're my free use slut; open your mouth," you tell her, fucking her face once again. "Say no to me, ooops, you can't," you poke fun of her as her cheeks turn red and you stuff Miyeon's mouth full of cock.

"Get on the floor, on all fours," you demand of Miyeon. Without any warning, you stick your cock inside her asshole. "OH MY GOD!" Miyeon screams as you destroy her ass, which was still recovering from the pounding you gave her a couple days ago. "OH MY GOD JUST LIKE THAT STRETCH MY TINY LITTLE ASS," she screams as you fuck it hard and pull her hair. 

"You're so fucking beautiful," you tell Miyeon as you keep fucking her ass. "No one ever felt this good inside me before," she says. You pull out for a couple seconds, and she gets upset. "Why did you take it out?" she asks you. "You want it back in, you dirty greedy little bitch?" you ask back. "Yes, I can't get enough of you," Miyeon replies.

And you can't get enough of Miyeon's asshole, topping her like a bull full of rage and wrapping your hands all over her body. "I love the way you fuck my ass like a good boy," she says. "Then you're gonna like it even better when I fuck it like a bad boy," you reply.

Miyeon lowers her head, allowing you to stomp your right foot on it as you angle your cock back into her ass. "You own me," Miyeon says as she laughs and licks the dirty floor. "I do, right?" you reply, shoving her head into the floor as you pound her butthole until you get tired.

You lie on the table to get some deserved rest, letting Miyeon massage your balls as you jerk your cock off. "Which hole do you wanna put it?" she asks you. "The one closest to it," you say, placing it in her mouth, staying with it for a minute before Miyeon crawls on top of your body and puts it back in her ass to ride it, easily sliding it inside her thanks to all the spit she left over your cock.

"That's your fucking cock; ride it, bitch," you tell Miyeon, who goes crazy as you two keep getting entangled in an endless loop of debauchery. Miyeon spits on your face. "Who told you to do that, bitch?" you ask her. "You're my fucking slut, a slave to my fucking cock," you say as you know thrust upwards, choking Miyeon and pounding her ass nonstop, her body completely engulfed in sweat as you take her hard and deep.

Miyeon and you have fucked for 30 intense minutes, but still try to find every last drop of energy to continue. You smack your balls against her asscheeks and turn her into a human fuckhole. "GIVE ME MORE COCK, I WANT MORE," Miyeon screams as you keep fucking her like crazy.

You then flip things around, getting back on top of Miyeon and flipping back to her pussy while fingering it. "I know you can feel my fucking pussy gripping your cock," Miyeon says. You take it slow this time, looking at her sexy eyes. "You're my free use slut; I'm gonna destroy your useless pussy for the rest of my life," you promise her. "Close your eyes and feel the power of my throbbing cock inside you," you keep going.

"Just spread your fucking legs for me; you're going to do that to me every single day starting today," you tell her. "Oh, please, I love to feel you all the way deep into my cervix," Miyeon says. "Look at that perfect pussy; I wonder how many cocks went in there before mine, cause you're such a whore," you say to Miyeon. "I stopped counting a long time ago," she says back.

You give Miyeon's pussy one last rough pounding. "No one fucks me like you do; nobody uses me like this," she says as you hit her all the way into her cervix. "YES, YES, YES, FUCKING USE MY HOLES," she screams as you choke her. "This is why I'm always gonna come back to you; nobody fills my pussy the way you do AHHHHHH," Miyeon keeps saying.

"DEEPER, DEEPER, DEEPER," Miyeon screams as you push her to the limit. "Will you cum for me?" she asks. "Yes. You know what I want?" you reply. "I want to do what those guys did in front of me, and cum all over your face," you continue as you slap Miyeon's face. "Then, you'll go to my home, and I'll use your pussy once again,"  you continued.

"Yes, use my pussy, use my pussy, use me like I am your pocket pussy, use me like a fucking toy, and then cum all over my face," Miyeon begs. "You stretch my pussy so good," she continues. 

Miyeon twists in orgasm as you pull your cock out to blow your load in the last remaining hole, coating her face with your semen to show your ownership of that little fucktoy. 

"Cho Miyeon, you're all mine now," you say, spitting on her face for one final time.

And just like that, Miyeon's fate was sealed. Every morning, she would get fed with cock in her mouth, then her pussy and her ass. Again, and again, and again. Her job settled: be your fucktoy for the rest of her life.