#im so done with this i never want to look at this little water jerk ever again

[tei-to-tei]

Water Sage Donnie - Rise x TOTK

Upcoming Sages: Raph | Mikey | Leo

[uch3na]

i’ve just sent out this same exact request to another writer but im going mad about the amount of fics (zero) with kai from voyagers (ARCHEIIE)

𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚

| pairing - kai x reader

| warnings - sub!kai, kai jerking off while thinking of reader, praise (m recieving), riding, finger sucking, mindbreak (if u squint hard enough), kai really wanting to pleasure the reader

| a/n - im ngl i was so happy i got this request bc ive been wanting to write for him so here u go🤫🤫

you always had your eye on kai. not in an attracted way, but you were always closest to him than anyone else on the ship.

but its just like one day everything — changed. when you stopped drinking your “medication” you just saw him differently. every time you looked at him you just wanted to do these things to him. break him. you didn’t know what came over you. kai always seemed like the type (sexually or not) that could break easily; even with the way he acts around the ship. all tough on the outside but when he’s alone he’s just a puddle of mush.

and to the least of your knowledge, kai felt the same way about you. he would think about the things you could do to him. he would try to sleep but all he could think of was you controlling him. taking what was yours. he would fist his cock at the thought. imagining it was your own hand wrapped around his thick length. he would shut his eyes and just try his absolute hardest to go to bed but he would just end up with his hand down his pants like a helpless little boy. and what made it worse was that you were in the room right next to him. and you heard everything. all his tiny moans and whimpers. this was the only thing that made you happy about the terribly thin walls on the ship.

you would’ve never thought kai thought of you the same way you thought of him until one day you had woken up to get a drink when you heard the faintest cry of your name while the hallways were dead silent. the voice sounds familiar so you instantly forget about the water and tiptoe to kai’s door and put your ear against it. it was almost like a mouse and a trap. and you fell for it. you just stood there — listening to him. the way his moans were broken each time he was about to orgasm. the way he would call out your name when he was close. the vague wet noises that were because of all of the pre-cum leaking from his tip mixed with his own spit. he had no shame since he was so loud and the ship was the complete opposite; so silent you could hear a mouse walking across the floors.

you just waited. waited until you could hear whatever little noises he made when he finally came. but what really caught you off guard was when he stood up to walk out of the room once he was done. you had to be quick to make it look like you had just walked out of your room too. once his door open you had turned your head to make it look as if he scared you. “what’re you doing up…?” he yell whispered. “i’m thirsty. why are you up?”

the question caused him to freeze in place. he squinted his eyes at you out of annoyance and whispered back “me too…” you could see his breathing quickening. he thought he had gotten caught. but you just continued to act clueless. so you got your water and went back to bed.

the next day during lunch you saw kai sitting down playing with his food. you walked up to him and tapped his shoulder. when he looked up at you he almost instantly looked back down. “hey kai.” you say softly. he flickered his eyes back up at you, flashing a little smile at you. it was so cute that it almost made you crack a smile yourself. “hey…” he whispered back. you decide to tease him a bit when you see how nervous he’s acting. he doesn’t usually act this way. he seems… guilty right now. “how’d you sleep?”

kai keeps his eyes off of yours, still picking at his food. “i slept… i slept pretty good. you?” you decide to mess with him some more but this time by actually doing something.

this time you reach up to his face, tilting his chin up to look at you. he swallows. hard. he can feel his face heating up at your touch. his eyes are soft and glossy. the way he looks up at you is enough to make you go weak in the knees. he licks his lips and moves his eyes to look at something else. “no no no… look at me.” you whisper firmly. “don’t get all shy on me now kai.” he looks confused. almost like he actually doesn’t know what you’re talking about. his eyes widen slightly and his hands start fidgeting with his shirt. you lean down, putting your mouth close to his ear before whispering again, “i know how dirty you really are…” his breathing gets deeper at your words, and his heartbeat accelerates. “w-what?”

you pull away from his ear and let go of his face. you flash a quick innocent smile before turning around to walk out of the lunchroom. by the time you make it to the door kai finally snaps out of the daze he was in and stands up to follow you. when he gets close enough he reaches out to grab your arm and flip you towards him. “what the hell are you taking about, ‘i know how dirty you are’?” he says continuing to walk towards you as you bump into your bedroom door.

he’s towering over you at this point — trying his best to intimidate you but it’s just not working.

“you know exactly what i mean… i know that you touch yourself while thinking of me.” he freezes, his eyebrows go up in realization and he starts to slowly back away from you. he stops moving when you grab the hem of his shirt, pulling him in closer to you. he looks down at you with pleading eyes. almost like he was begging you to make another move. but then he does something that catches you off guard. he tangles his hand in your hair before pulling you in for a passionate kiss. you both moan into like you’ve been waiting for it your whole life.

his grip on your hair gets tighter as his moans turn into whines. little desperate ones that got you so fucking wet that you soaked through your panties. kai used his free hand to open your room door and as soon as he shut the door behind him he began to take off his shirt and pants. once you were both naked, you reached down to stroke him slowly. he choked out a whimper when he felt your warm hand wrap around his pretty dick. the tip was already so wet from the stimulation of his pants rubbing on it before you two took your clothes off. “cmon baby… lemme hear those pretty noises you make all the time.” you whisper as you guide him to the bed. he lays down on his back as you climb on top of him.

his hands instinctively go to your hips as you reach around to line his cock up with your leaking entrance. when you finally sat down on him he cried out in pleasure. he gripped onto your hips so tight you were sure he was gonna leave a mark on you. you just sat there, letting him nestle inside you. you let him take a few seconds to adjust before you started to move your hips. you slid alllll the way up on him just leaving the tip in. you wanted to see how he would react — just wanting to tease him for a bit. “nononono- please just lemme feel you baby please-“ he choked out as he felt your tight cunt leave off his dick.

once you slammed your hips back down onto him little mumbles of ‘thankyouthankyouthankyou’’s left him. he was very vocal. even more than he was the night before. his whimpers were so sweet and soothing unlike his demeanor when he’s not just with you. you could feel his hands gripping onto the flesh of your ass as his moans got higher in pitch with each slam of your hips.

the room was filled with the sounds of lewd squelching and skin on skin. kai just kept getting louder with every move of your hips onto his pelvis and he wouldn’t get any quieter each time you told him to — so… you did what had to be done. you stuck your middle and ring finger into his mouth, muffling his sounds quite well. and by the way his cock twitched inside you, you could tell he liked it a lot.

you could feel his tongue swirl around the digits and his whining still getting higher even with your fingers that were just wrapped around his cock in his mouth.

“cmon lemme make you cum… can i? pleaseee just lemme make you cum baby.” kai mumbled out onto your fingers. you could still understand him quite well in this predicament. as soon as those words escaped his mouth he started to slam his own hips into yours. he wasn’t in this only for himself — he wanted to make you feel good too. your pleasure was his. the only sound that left him were muffled mewls and moans escaping his already distracted mouth. “awh kai… you’re doing so good f’me… wanna make me cum?”

his head nodding with a quickness when you asked that question, his hips stuttering slightly. his moans got a bit louder but only for a second when you removed your fingers from his mouth and replaced them with your own lips. one of his hands once again went up to your hair, tugging at it slightly. he was so close he didn’t know what to do with himself. “ohmygod, keep going m’malmosthere-“ he cried out into your mouth as his eyes slightly rolled back from all the pleasure he was feeling at once.

you could feel this coil in your stomach about to snap with each thrust kai did. you could see his eyebrows knitting up each time he hit your cervix. “there u go kai, make me cum baby…” he could feel himself losing his mind each time your tight little pussy would clench around his length. kai couldn’t even speak if he really wanted to. he was so vulnerable right now that he didn’t know what to do. “fuck fuck fuckkk- m’gnnacum ple-“ is all you hear before you can feel kai spill his load inside you. soon enough you clenched down onto him, your orgasm coming right after his. he was panting beneath you, trying to calm down from what just happened.

his hand was still in your hair when he pulled you down to kiss him sloppily once more before wrapping you in his arms to fall asleep.

“i think you broke me…” he huffs out with a quiet laugh.

୨୧ 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮: @ludicdoll

[grimreaperschild]

shower thoughts

summary: jenna comes home from a long day of filming and takes it out on you 🫶

warnings: smut, pain kink, degradation idk what else to put but mdni please

a/n: i wrote this while listening to arctic monkeys 😚 yeah smut under the cut i hope you enjoy- 🦷

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you’re curled up happily on the sofa watching mamma mia for the hundredth time when you hear your phone buzz, you reach over and scoop up the device eyes still trained on the screen your favourite song playing however you quickly forget about anything else taking your bottom lip between your teeth as you read the message from your lover “i want you on your knees when im home can your dumb little brain understand that?”

that’s how you find yourself on your knees infront of a very angry looking jenna “hey” anything else you could have said it cut off by her fingers in your mouth, you choke water springing to the corners of your eyes “oh are you already crying baby? cant even take my fingers in your mouth huh? your pathetic” you whimper, her words going straight to the heat coiling tight in your stomach. she removes her fingers wiping the spit on your cheek “on the bed” her eyes are dark, hard.

she ties your hands to the bedposts and slides her knee between your legs you let out a gasp and buck your hips at the contact “your so needy” her hand grabs your chin roughly pushing your head to the side giving her access to your neck she leans in licking from the base of your throat all the way behind your ear taking your earlobe in her teeth and biting down softly, you tug at your restraints as she sucks a line of dark hickys down the column of your breasts, her fingers find your nipples and she rolls them expertly making a breathy moan fall from your lips “jen baby, please i need you” her arms hook around your thighs holding your legs open as she chuckles “beg” you open your mouth then think better of it “baby i’ve been good” that was a mistake and you know it the second her eyes flick up to meet yours.

she’s up in a flash and rummaging through your top drawer oh. she secures the strap around her hips and takes a menacing step towards you, crawling onto the bed eyes never leaving yours she swipes a finger through your folds tutting “your so wet for me baby always so needy, all for me all mine” you nod your head feverishly “yours” you eco, she smiles at that slipping a finger into your heat, you let your head hit the pillow at the feeling of her inside you but the feeling is gone all too quickly as she pulls out and pops her finger in her mouth humming at the taste of you “don’t be so impatient” her tone is clipped again almost pained as she spreads your legs and settles herself between them you groan as you feel the head of her strap at your entrance she jerks her hips forward pushing all the way into you, a cry of pain tumbles from your lips at the action.

she gives you no time to recover as she pulls out and slams her hips back into you hand coming up to squeeze your throat setting a hard pace, your eyes roll back as she slams into you mouth falling open but no sound coming out she kisses you hard tongue slipping into your mouth exploring every crevice, you squeak as she hits just the right spot inside of you “oh fuck right there jenna please right there” her hips don’t falter as she listens to your pleas and it’s not long before your seeing stars and crying out her name.

she doesn’t relent as you cum and the sensitivity has a strangled moan ripping itself out of your throat, your definitely going to find a slip of paper pushed through your letterbox again asking you to please keep the noise down but right now with jenna grunting into your neck 1 hand secured in your hair the other keeping her up slightly so she can hit as deep as possible “i cant baby please i cant take anymore” a sharp crack could be heard across the room as her hand meets your cheek “your my toy, you understand? your done when i say your done” your eyes roll into the back of your head and your sure it pulls you closer to release “feel so good baby fuck gonna cum” you tug at your restrains again as the white hot rope in your stomach pulls tight, you all but scream her name as her teeth sink into your neck letting out an animalistic noise as she cums.

you whine when she eventually pulls out of you after catching her breath “my sweet girl” she presses a quick kiss to your lips and undoes the rope keeping your hands to the bedposts kissing each wrist delicately “let’s get you in the bath huh princess” you nod sleepily as she slips out of the strap holding your hand as you trudge to the bathroom she peppers kisses all along your nose and cheeks making you giggle “you did so good for me baby, your always so good” you smile “i love you jen” “i love you too pretty girl” a sense of comfort flows through you as you pick out what bath bomb your going to indulge in tonight

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[zablife]

Tachipen (Part 2)

Tommy x female reader

Summary: With the flip of a coin, Tommy makes a deal to bring a 20 year old gypsy girl into the Shelby clan. Considering her too young to marry, he employs her as a nanny. When tragedy strikes, he’s forced to confront the truth he has always known. 

Author’s Note: This was requested by @honey-im-hotdog who asked for a fic about Charlie’s nanny. I decided to turn it into a series. The story will be told through flashbacks, but I will note the year. Tommy meets y/n in 1919 and the story goes thru present time which is the year of the vendetta, 1925. 

Warnings: language, weapons, injury, animal death, mention of gypsy curses (as mentioned on the show)

Part 1

1924

Guests filled the chairs inside the Grace Shelby Institute as you continued to walk with Charles, showing him a picture of his late mother. You stopped in front of the framed portrait and the multitude of fragrant blooms all around it, wondering if the boy would have any memory of her. Your heart ached for him as you felt his chubby hands come to rest around your neck.  Breathing deeply, you savored the weight of him in your arms and hugged him to your chest tightly. The guilt of being alive to receive this little boy’s affection when his mother’s life was cut short gnawed at you. It shouldn’t be me here now with Charles you thought. It shouldn’t be me comforting him or Tommy. 

“I’m sure that little whore can’t wait to become the new Mrs. Shelby,” Linda said in a harsh whisper, though it was loud enough for anyone to hear.

“For fuck’s sake Linda, you know how long she’s been with the family. Tommy would never feel that way about her. She takes care of Charlie like her own child so there’s no reason for such cruelty toward her,” Ada bit back in your defense. 

“Exactly, she’s coveting what isn’t hers,” Linda said piously. 

The two women were unaware of your presence as you walked the floor behind their chairs with Charles and the words you’d overheard stung painfully. You’d worked hard over the years to gain the trust of the Shelby family and you never felt you were done proving yourself. At times like these you wondered if you would always be an outsider.

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1919

The sunlight streamed through the threadbare curtains, waking you to sudden confusion when you realized you weren’t in your vardo. As you searched the cracked ceiling above your head, you heard heavy footsteps on the stairs and jerked the covers to your chin as your heart began to race. When the muffled voices of the Shelby brothers faded down the hall, you heard a rapping on your door and Polly’s voice came to you softly through the keyhole. “Y/n, are you awake?”

“Just a moment,” you replied, forcing your heavy legs over the side of the bed and placing your feet onto the cold floorboards. Your limbs ached from lack of sleep as you pushed yourself toward the basin and splashed water onto your face, still puffy from the evening of crying into your pillow. Slowly you opened the creaky bedroom door and peered around the door. 

Polly stood waiting with a kind expression. “Good morning, ready to meet the children?”

You stood looking down at your feet, tears collecting in your eyes. You felt exhausted and overwhelmed so you froze, unsure how to respond. Polly noted your distress instantly and clasped her hands over yours saying, “I’ll give you a moment to yourself.”

“No, don’t go,” you said, looking up at her. The last thing you wanted was to be alone. 

“Alright. Would you like to come downstairs for some tea?” she offered. You peeked over her shoulder and as if she could read your mind she assured you, “The boys have gone. The betting shop opens soon.” You gave her a grateful smile in return and followed her to the kitchen where she offered you a chair while she put the kettle on. You sat watching her as she told you about John’s four children-Katie, eight, William, six, Clara, five, and Henry, two. She explained that his wife Martha had died giving birth to their youngest while he was away during the war. “It’s been difficult for him to raise them on his own. He came back a changed man.” Thinking for a moment she added, “Well, perhaps not so much as Tommy, but still, he hasn’t a clue about those children,” she laughed.

“What happened to Tommy?” you asked, curious to know more about the mysterious man who refused to marry you.

“He does what he does for us you know, but sometimes I wonder if he weren’t meant for a different life. He wanted to work with horses before the war. Now I don’t even recognize him,” she said as she stared out the window, lost in thought. 

You held your hands firmly around the porcelain teacup, but all the warmth had drained away with the liquid. As you stared into the bottom, you cocked your head, noticing the patterns of your tea leaves. You gulped at the outline of a beast, a clear warning to you. 

“Is everything alright, dear?” Polly asked, noticing you’d gone white as a sheet.

You only nodded in reply, taking the cup away from her to wash out the contents. 

“Don’t be nervous about meeting John’s kids. All they need is a firm hand and love,” she said mistaking your fear for nerves.  

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The sight that greeted you at John’s house was worse than you had anticipated. You had some difficulty pushing past the front door as several pairs of tiny shoes and an extra pair of John’s boots littered the front hall. As you ventured inside, you froze at the sound of a commotion in the kitchen, only exploring further when you heard the shrieks of children’s laughter. When you looked beyond the doorframe, you took in the sight of a tow-headed girl and boy around the same age, standing on chairs, pulling items from the cupboards with obvious delight. Flour had covered every inch of the floor and honey was oozing off the counter between their little fingers. 

When they spotted you, they turned and the little girl said, “Oh, hello. We were pretending to be naughty bear cubs. Have you come to be our mama bear?”

Your mouth hung open a moment as your surveyed the mess. Then you replied, “Well, erm…not exactly. I have come to look after you though and right now it looks as though you need a bath.”

“I don’t want a bath!” the little boy protested. Just then Polly entered the room and gasped as she saw the mess in front of her. “William and Clara Shelby! What the bloody hell!”

“It’s alright Aunt Polly. I’ll help clean it up before Daddy sees,” Clara said climbing down from her perch to give Polly a hug. Polly intercepted her before she could smear honey over her dress and you turned to gather the child in your arms. 

“I happen to know that your Uncle Tommy has a new horse in his stable. If you’re very good, I could take you to see her,” you said, attempting a bribe. The children nodded vigorously in agreement before leading you up the rickety staircase. You sidestepped toys as you went, looking for the other two children. 

When you reached the landing, you were startled by the presence of an older girl in one of the bedrooms who was already dressed, combing her hair methodically. Despite her tidy appearance, the room didn’t look much better than downstairs as the floor was strewn with dirty clothes and a layer of dust which covered every surface around her.

“Katie, this is Y/n,” Polly said introducing you. “She’ll be looking after you while your dad is at work.”

Katie pursed her lips together in a thin line, looking you up and down. Then she crossed her arms over her chest and addressed Polly with a sniff, “Why should I learn her name? She’s just another one of Daddy’s whores. She’ll be gone tomorrow and you know it Aunt Polly.” 

You gasped at her directness and the hostility of her words. For a young child, she was quite blunt. Then you reminded yourself of everything she must have been through with the death of her mother. However, Polly wouldn’t stand for such insolence. She stepped forward landing a harsh slap across the girl’s face. “You won’t dare speak that way again in my presence, do you understand, Katie?” 

The girl’s lip trembled for a moment, but she didn’t cry. Without looking up, she replied, “Yes, Aunt Polly.”

You shifted your weight uncomfortably before saying, “Where’s the baby?” 

Katie pointed down the hall and you thanked her walking away swiftly. Rounding the corner, you smiled at the sight of a toddler asleep in his cot. Somehow he had slept through the earlier commotion. He had a head full of blonde curls and his lips were full like John’s. He looked like a tiny angel as he slept. Taking a moment to rub his back, you wondered how you were going to handle four children who needed so much from you. You didn’t have time to stand idly much longer as a fight broke out between William and Clara down the hall and you dashed away to break them apart.

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With considerable effort, you readied the four children for an outing to the stables and Polly walked with you. She assured you a kind man by the name of Curly would be there to watch over the horse. He was half horse himself, she joked and that made you feel better about how the mare was being treated. 

Everyone was in high spirits as they discussed where the horse came from and you tried to describe the camp where you’d lived before arriving in Small Heath. When the children asked about the horse’s name, you gave the Romani name and they laughed at the unfamiliar sound. It was then you realized they must not be familiar with the language. 

When you arrived, you were surprised to see Tommy there. You greeted him, explaining you had brought the children as a treat and he didn’t seem to mind. He was surprisingly kind to his nieces and nephews, allowing them a turn to sit upon the horse and take a short ride. You smiled at the sight of him teaching them to ride, even little Henry. 

As you helped the last child dismount, he asked, “Is she always this steady around people?” 

“Yes, mares spook less easily, but she’s always been this way. What do you intend to do with her?” you asked, filled with curiosity at his intentions.

“A good horse like this?” he displayed a wide grin. “You know my business, love. I intend to race this beauty,” he said patting her flank. 

Your face dropped slightly. “I see.” 

“You don’t approve?” he asked noticing your hesitancy.

“I didn’t say that,” you added quickly.

“But you were thinking it,” he said, searching your eyes for meaning. Then one of the children ran up to you, tugging at your skirts. 

“Y/n, I’m hungry!” William cried.

“Alright, back home, then,” you said with a smile. “Good afternoon, Mr. Shelby,” you said.

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The next evening you returned from John’s house exhausted from a day of cleaning and wrangling children. You were soaked to the skin from walking home in the rain, but you couldn’t have cared less. Collapsing into a chair, Polly brought you a cup of tea by the fire to warm you. 

“Were they any better today?” Polly she asked, looking at you for a genuine report. 

“A bit, yes,” you replied as you attempted to ring water from your hair.

“I know it might be slow going, but they’ll come round,” Polly said as she went back to her sewing.

“I’m not worried. I like them,” you assured her with a smile, thinking of how their antics reminded you of your sisters at their age. “I grew up without a mother and I think all children should be loved and cared for by someone,” you said earnestly. 

Polly looked at you and nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, I think you’re going to be very good for this family,” she proclaimed to herself and your heart filled with pride at her statement. 

Before you could reply, someone began pounding on the door urgently. You and Polly startled at the sound and before she could make it to the door, Tommy rushed forth, finding Curly at the doorstep.

“Tom! Tom, you best come quick! Come!,” Curly said, his words coming at such a rapid pace, the lantern that hung from his hand swung wildly with the force.

“Is it the horse?” Tommy asked, grabbing his coat from the hook. Curly nodded emphatically. 

Your breath caught in your chest at the news that something might be wrong with the beautiful mare you’d brought from camp and you stood up announcing, “I’m coming as well.” Without a thought for the bad weather, you ran out the door, trying to keep pace with Tommy and Curly as you ducked your head to avoid the driving rain.

When you reached the stable, the mare you loved so much was holding one foot off the ground in obvious pain. “Tell me what’s wrong with the horse, Curly,” Tommy asked in a calm, even tone as he assessed the situation.

Curly placed a gentle kiss to her nose and stepped aside, mumbling, “It’s a curse, Tom. Someone put a bad seed in the hoof. They put a spell!” You watched quietly from the shadows as Tommy placed his hands on either side of the man’s face to steady him, hushing him gently. 

Uncle Charlie stood next to the mare, observing her reverently. You could tell by his grim expression there would be no saving her and his words confirmed it. “Whatever it is, it spread to the other feet,” he said, gesturing toward the horse’s large hooves.

Curly broke free from Tommy’s grasp, shaking his head. “It’s going to her heart by tomorrow, I’d say. I’ve seen curses like this twice. Can’t take them back,” he said in an agitated voice, raising a finger in the air as he rocked back and forth.  

When Uncle Charlie spotted you, his face drew back in a snarl. “I told you, Tommy, didn’t I? Warned you against black blood gypsies.” He huffed out a breath through flared nostrils as he clenched his fist by his side. Tommy turned as though noticing you for the first time when Charlie called out, “Come on, Curly, let’s get out of ‘ere.” He pushed past you into the rain and you swallowed thickly at the hatred he felt for you and your kin. 

As you watched them disappear into the night, you let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding and your eyes drifted toward your horse, now Tommy’s horse. You felt small and helpless, wanting nothing more than to comfort her. Coming to her side, you stroked the mare gently, laying your head against the velvety soft fur of her neck.

“Did you do this for revenge? Tell me the truth,” Tommy asked in Romani, voice tight with emotion, rain water dripping off his hair and into his long eyelashes. 

“Is that what you think?” you breathed out in a whisper, looking up at him with a look of hurt and confusion. 

Without another word, Tommy pulled his pistol from his jacket pocket and you shrunk away from him, feeling your heart pound in your chest, hands tingling and head feeling dizzy from adrenaline. You wondered if it wasn’t just Uncle Charlie who despised you. Did Tommy hold the same hatred? His distant stare chilled you and suddenly you were sure he was going to kill you as you thought of Polly’s words. Two days ago she had told you, “Now I don’t even recognize him.” Was he really so unpredictable? You’d seen him turn violent quickly so you knew it must be true. You closed your eyes, praying he’d dispatch you quickly. 

You heard the gunshot, a deafening blast so close to you, it felt as though it had pierced your chest. However, when you pried your eyes open, you saw the horse fall onto its side with a sickening thud. You watched in horror as she died before you, the life draining from her eyes as wretched sounds were released from her body. Doubling over in silent sobs, you clasped a hand over your mouth. You wanted to look away, to believe it was a nightmare and this had never happened. Then Tommy’s voice cut through the fog and the ringing in your ears.

“Get out,” he said in a voice hovering over a whisper. You shivered involuntarily as you turned to watch him raise his gun a second time, but he only swiped his arm across his mouth. You noticed his breathing was irregular, chest heaving as though he might break down himself. He looked up at you with wild eyes, “I said, go. Get back to me brother’s house now!” You watched his hand tremble slightly and you imagined him burying you next to the beautiful horse. With that, you ran as fast as your legs would carry you. You slipped in the thick, black mud several times, falling on hard stone slicing your knees open as the cold rain pelted your face and arms, but somehow you couldn’t feel anything at all.

Cont. reading Part 3

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Then leave

Steven Grant x F!reader (Marc and Steven have separate bodies)

Summary: As you and Steven get into an argument because he doesn’t understand why you’re being so distant you lash out and Marc is left to help fix the aftermath

warnings; NSFW, Arguing, Steven is kind of a dick here, Heavy kissing, Slight Masturbation but no smut.

Steven came out of the shower brushing his curls back with his fingers, your head jerked up and you turned around peaking over the couch to see him pulling up his sweatpants and yanking one of Marcs shirts over his head, but you quickly looked away when you saw him move his head towards your direction and you cursed yourself if he caught you staring.

“Why wont you look at me when i look at you” he suddenly mumbled but you heard it. He knew you heard it.

You tensed for a moment and stopped chewing your chocolate “i…Steven i do” you replied knowing it was a lie just to get him to back off this this subject again. But its Steven, he wanted to know what was wrong all the time and yeah, its sweet but theres times you really need to let the subject go.

There was a moment of silence before you head his feet padding along the wooden floor towards you, you looked up as he rounded the couch,standing in front of your with a saddened look but his eyes hinted anger and you looked back down. He scoffed “See…there it is again” he says, his hand flying up as he turns around laughing “Is it me? have i done something to upset you that you just wont fucking tell me about” Your eyes widened a little, Steven never curses, but you shook your head nonetheless “No you havent done anything wrong” you sighed, fidgeting with your sleeves “Maybe im not cut out for this stuff…the bodies” you shook your head to avoid remembering such images but they all came flooding back once again making you coward into leaving the couch away from Steven.

Steven stared at you in disbelief, you really just walked away from him again after he tried to reason with you, to understand why you’re upset. so he thought he was helping. He watched you walk over to the kitchen grabbing a glass of water but he felt his body burn with anger, acting out on it he stormed over to you hitting the glass out of your hand causing it to tumble to the floor and shatter under your (luckily) covered feet. It took you by the suprise, the loud collision with the glass and the floor smacking you with a flashback of when your face was slammed into a mirror by harrows men during a fight, you backed away and covered your ears and Steven raised an eyebrow “Y/n why wont you just talk” his tone was soft but when you pulled your hands away from your ears he backed up, the look of pure rage making your eyes twitch. Suddenly, you shoved him into the cuboards “Dont ever fucking do that again, you wanna know why i dont want to talk?” you shouted while fisting Stevens shirts “I have nightmares, i wake up sweating my fucking tits off because i think im still in that horse ring watching you repeatedly get impaled and all i could do was watch, i watched how innocent bodies dropped to the floor, i watched KIDS DIE STEVEN..KIDS” you screamed at him and shoved him back into the counter letting go of his shirt and walking away, but of course you weren’t done, you stopped and turned your head slightly “If you find it so annoying that im distant, that i cant exactly look either you or marc in the eyes after watching you kill that many people then leave” your words shot through Steven and he silently gasped.

He frowned and his eyes fell soft “Y/n..i didnt mean-“ you cut him off with a scoff “No Steven i dont want to hear it, get out i need time” you spat back and he felt himself panick, walking towards you and holding onto your forearm “Love i didn’t know” he protested and you forced his hand off you looking up at him “I said leave”. Steven wanted to stay and comfort you as he didnt know the real reason but he knew he was wrong to push you to that point where you told him why. So he left.

——

It had been 4 hours since the argument and Steven had gone down to the casino telling Marc everything, Obviously Marc cut Steven the death glare and almost strangled him for even hitting a glass out of your hand just because you wouldn’t talk. But he calmed himself before telling Steven to go get something to eat and he’ll ‘fix this’.

You heard a knock at your door and you knew it was Steven. You almost didnt want to answer but when the knocking intensified, you got fed up and marched to the door practically ripping it open but your body froze when you saw that it was Marc, his arm wrapped around a box of chocolates and white roses “Hey baby” he started, walking in and placing the chocolates and roses down, you stood frozen at the door and youre not sure why, you knew Steven had definitely told Marc what happened and you were confused as to why Marc wasnt saying anything about it, instead he stalked over to you “Im so sorry for not realising you were hurting like that honey” he leaned down kissing at your neck and gently restricting your hands, pushing them above your head and against the door “I shouldve known and i didnt..i never thought of the consequences” he trailed off but you were too distracted as his free hand trailed down, immediately digging into your panties along with his middle finger finding your clit and rubbing soft circles against it causing you to whimper next to his ear. He grunted at the noise and slid his finger over your hole in an attempt to feel how wet you were, and he groaned in satisfaction when he pulled his fingers out, looking down at them covered in your slick. “Marc” you moaned out and he hushed you “shh baby..everything is gonna be okay” he smiled at you and brought his fingers to his mouth sucking everything off and your knees almost buckled at the sight.

After a moment of staring into each others eyes he slowly let go of you pulling you into and hug “I didnt know it would effect you like this baby..fuck i’d do anything to take it all back and simply kiss you as Jake did his work. Im so sorry” he dropped his head on your shoulder and you traced your finger around his back and he gently scratched at your shoulders “Im here, nothing will hurt you anymore okay? nothing” you nodded against him, breathing in sharply “I dont want any of those bodies to be you…or Stevens or Jakes” your voice became shaky and Marc quickly picked you up bridal style walking you over to the bed and placing you down, covering you in his blanket “I promise you, you will never see any of us like that” You smiled weakly at him and he was about to say something until your tugged on his shirt, pulling him down to kiss you hungrily. He crawled on top of you and you spread your legs so he could place himself between them, grinding against your clit causing you to moan into his mouth and grip on his curls “Steven is here” he whispered but it didn’t register until you heard someone clearing their throat. You shot up with your legs still latched around Marc waist meeting eyes with Steven, your body softened and you smiled at him “c’mere” you murmured and Steven obliged, kicking off his shows and crawling beside you.

Marc began to pull away, assuming you wouldnt want to have sex in front of Steven but you latched your legs around him tighter, pulling him in causing his dick to rub against your clit again and he buckled with a loud moan “fuck honey” he leaned down and kissed at your shoulder, but what made him smirk was when your hand wrapped around Stevens wrist pulling him in for a sloppy kiss. You moaned into Stevens mouth and he whimpered back into yours at the sight of you grinding up onto Marc.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Ex!Joe Part Three: History - Joe Velasco x Reader

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Part One: Left Behind

Part Two: Brighton Beach

Interviewing three victims in one day was too much. Joe knows it and you know it. He can see the toll it takes as the time ticks by. Your body language starts to change, you begin to retreat into yourself. After the second one he hears you throwing up in the bathroom because what the perp had done to that woman, it was fucking brutal.

At the end of it all he finds you in the breakroom, your palms flat upon the worksurface as you stare into an unmade cup of tea. You’ve been doing this for over ten minutes now, he’s observed you through the window as he’s sat at his desk, transcribing the interview notes.

“Hey.” He says as he stands alongside of you, his fingertips touching your shoulder.

You turn your head to look at him and he sees the anguish in your eyes, the devastation, the grief. He’s heard of rape being described as murder of the soul before and in some cases, he believes it. Sometimes he thinks of it as a contagion, because it doesn’t just affect the victim, it effects the people around them, their friends, their family, their co-workers, everyone they tell their story to. It changes a little something inside of everyone. He knows that you won’t be the same after today.

“What do you need?” He asks you.

He used to know how to combat this. When you shut down, he knew what to do, how to help you but it’s been five years and things have changed. Your coping mechanisms are probably different, he knows his are. He’s cut down the drinking, but he still chases intimacy with strangers, he still takes risks when this job has taught him not to.

“The river.” You tell him and he knows exactly what you’re talking about.

There’s a park by the East River that the two of you used to frequent back when you were living together. When one of you was suffering, the other would haul them out there to get some fresh perspective. For you it was the sound of the water, the waves crashing against the concrete. For him it was the park itself, he finds being around nature more soothing that he cares to admit. He still goes there every so often, when he needs to take a moment, to put some distance between the horrors of the job and the man that he is.

“Come on, I’ll give you a ride.” He tells you, jerking his head towards the elevator.

Truthfully, it’s starting to get dark outside and he’s not letting you wander around the park alone. He doesn’t want your case turning up on his desk.

“Do you still have the bike?” You ask him as the two of you stand side by side in the elevator.

“That’s the one thing I could never give up.” He tells you. He doesn’t reveal that sometimes when he can’t sleep, he takes a ride around the city, that being on the streets helps him focus. He knows he has a reckless streak, that one of these days it’ll come back to bite him on the ass, but it hasn’t yet.

It feels like old times when he helps you put on the helmet. You smile at him as he makes sure the strap is secure underneath your chin and it makes his heartbeat a little faster in his chest. When you climb onto the seat behind him, you still fit perfectly against him. He questions how that can even be possible but somehow it is. Your grasp on his waist is all too familiar, the press of your body. It has him remembering nights like this that ended up back in that apartment in Tribeca, with him making love to you on the couch because the two of you simply couldn’t make it to the bedroom.

This shit is dangerous, to him, to his heart. The more time he spends with you the more he’s drawn back in, and he can’t seem to shake it.

It’s dark by the time you make it to the park, but it’s illuminated by street lamps and those fairy lights that seem to be getting more and more popular these days. It’s quiet tonight, it’s past dog walking time, the joggers have all gone home. It’s just you and him, leaning against the railing, staring out into the East River.

The moon reflects off the dark surface, highlighting the movement of the waves, he can hear the roar of it in his ears as you watch it in silence. He has so many questions he wants to ask you, so many things he wants to say. He wants to understand what happened back then, he loved you more than life itself and he thought that you loved him.

The problem is he thinks that you still do. He sees the way you look at him, you think he doesn’t catch it, but he does. Joe has always been good at reading people, it’s what helped him survive those years undercover.

“Why did you leave?” He finds himself asking as he looks down into the water. “I came home, and I found that letter and all of your stuff was just gone. What did I do that was so bad?”

“You didn’t do anything.” You tell him with a sigh. “It was me. That last stint undercover was too much…”

“You said it was fine.” He reminds you.

He vividly remembers that conversation because he has replayed it over and over and over again in his head, searching for clues, looking for something that would give him any insight into why you’d left, and it all came back down to the same thing. Nothing, which means it was something else. He can’t put his finger on it, but he knows there’s more, there has to be. You don’t implode a three year relationship over nothing.

“What happened when I was away?”

He sees you stiffen, and he knows that’s it, that something scared you away, that something made you leave.

He lets the silence sit, watching as your jaw tenses and the muscles in your shoulders tighten. You draw in a deep breath and then another. He understands that you’re grounding yourself. He’s seen you do it a million times before when you’ve had to deal with something difficult.  

“I found out I was pregnant.” You say softly, your hands gripping the railing so hard that your knuckles turn white. “I wanted to tell you when you got home but then you got extended…” You trail off before shaking your head. “I lost it a week later.”

It feels like the pathway is crumbling beneath him. He can’t breathe, he can’t speak, he simply cannot fathom that for a brief period in time he was a father. That the two of you had made a baby and he didn’t know a damn thing about it.

“Nothing happened.” You continue, swallowing hard against the ache that still resides in your chest, even after all these years. “Apparently, it’s common in the first trimester. I guess I didn’t realise how much I wanted it until it happened and then it was gone.”

He gets it now. Christ it hurts like hell, but he thinks it’s nothing compared to the anguish you must have felt. The devastation must have eaten you alive because he knows you couldn’t have gone to your family about it, your mother would have told you it was a sign from God and your father would have said nothing at all.

“I’m sorry.” He says and it comes out like a rasp. “I’m sorry that you were alone.”

He sees the tears; you blink them away as you tilt your head up to the sky and exhale.

“I was a mess after that.” You tell him. “I couldn’t cope…”

“You blamed me.” He states as he studies the profile of your face.

“Yea.” You admit. “I did.”

His knees feel weak, he takes a step back and calves legs bump against the bench. He finds himself sitting on it with his head in his hands as he goes over the whole thing.

It was meant to be a month, but it ended up being three. The guy he had been chasing was elusive, it had taken a while to gain his trust and even then, he was skittish. Christ, he didn’t even remember the guy’s name, all of those undercover ops had started to blur into one after a while.

You sit down along side of him, your hand reaches out for his, fingers entwining. He gazes down at it, there’s a solace in the unity, it anchors him. His head starts to clear his head, giving him a little more room to breathe.

“I hated you; you know?” He reveals. “For so fucking long I hated you for leaving me.”

“I know.” You say, pursing your lips together. “I just couldn’t explain it. I thought for the longest time if I didn’t talk about it, it was like it hadn’t happened, but it did and coming to terms with that... It was hard Joe; you wouldn’t believe how hard.”

You don’t tell him about the depression you fell into, how there were days where you just couldn’t make yourself get out of bed and when you did you didn’t recognise the person in the mirror. That once you found yourself crying in the supermarket because someone’s kid had dropped a mitten on the floor.

“I need some time.” He says, rubbing the back of his hand across his eyes before he raises to his feet.

You stay seated on the bench, staring out across the river.

“Take all the time you need.”

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[goldencherryhazz]

Cold

An: this blurb was definitely inspired by Harry swimming in Dublin, in the freezing cold the other day. It feels like I haven’t written anything on soo long! I hope you enjoy, sorry if there are any mistakes. Feedback is much appreciated ❤️

Warnings: smutty, cockwarming, fluff, inexperienced!yn

‘H, im really cold’ you jitter wondering why you had let Harry convince you to go swimming in freezing cold water in the first place.

‘Come lay down with me then’ Harry says as he finished putting his socks on having had a warm shower in attempt to warm you up.

You move across the hotel room, padding on your fluffy sock clad feet until you reach the bed that Harry was laid down on awaiting your arrival. You climb up and instantly snuggle into his side, the heat radiating off of him making you stop jittering slightly.

You lay comfortably for a few minutes, basking in each other’s presence, but the niggling feeling of cold overtakes you once again and you shiver in Harry’s hold, making frown pop up on his face.

‘Can’t get warm baby’

‘No’ you huff wondering now on earth Harry was seemingly unaffected

‘I’m sorry darling, didn’t have to come in with me’

‘You would have pouted like a baby all day if I didn’t’

‘Would not!’

‘I know you would have’

‘You’re probably right, let’s get under the covers then’ he suggests and you instantly shift to get underneath them, Harry joining you soon after before resuming your original position.

‘I feel lots warmer, thankyou H’ you state after a few minutes of Harry stroking a comforting hand up and down your arm.

‘You know what, I can get you even warmer baby’ Harry grins at the dirty thoughts swirling in his head.

‘How?’ you ask having not cottoned on yet

‘Oh my sweet Angel’ he cooes at how innocent his girl is.

‘It’s called cock warming my darling’

‘Never done it before’ Harry wants to kiss away the nervousness he can hear laced in your voice.

‘That’s okay baby, that’s why I’m here, I’ll help you’

‘Okay’ you say shyly.

‘And I promise baby that when I’m inside you you’ll feel a fuzzy warmth in your belly that will spread from your head to your toes, does that sound good?!

‘Sounds really good’ you can’t help but get a little wet at the thought of being full of Harry’s cock

‘I know you have just got dressed but i need you to strip for me, want your skin on mine’

You do as he says making quick work of taking your sweats off and Harry does the same until you are both completely bare, you almost dribble at how sexy you boyfriend looked in his naked glory.

‘So pretty baby’ he can’t help but reach a hand to palm at the soft flesh of your tit.

‘You look really good too’

‘Thankyou poppet’ he gives you a smile ‘why don’t you lay back down baby, and I’ll get in behind’

It takes a moment for you to get situated with Harry behind you, his chest pressing into your back and you love how you can feel his muscles flexing, you love it even more when his arm slithers round your middle to bring you closer, making his and your hips meet deliciously, Harry’s semi hard cock pressing against your pussy and you have to refrain yourself from moaning.

‘Can feel how wet you are baby, want me inside you now poppet?’

‘Yes please’

Remember if you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I’ll stop, it’s gonna be deep baby’ Harry is fully aware that you hadn’t done a lot in the bedroom before he came along so he never wanted to put you in a situation where you felt uncomfortable.

‘I want it, please, wanna feel warm’ you whimper desperately.

‘Okay poppet, I’m coming’ he presses a kiss to you cheek before shimmying his hips down slightly before reaching to jerk his cock a couple of times before putting the head at your entrance, he then slowly thrusts inside you inch by inch until he’s balls deep in your pussy, the feeling making you both moan out into the hotel room.

‘always so fucking tight no matter how many times I fuck you’

‘Shit that feels good, can feel you in my belly’

Harry places his hand on you tummy, getting harder at the feeling of the slight bump his cock had made ‘feel me right in there baby? Always take my cock so well.’

‘Love taking daddy’s cock’ you whisper dreamily at the how incredibly warm you now were with Harry inside you and the skin to skin contact, it was beginning to send you into subspace because of how good it was

‘Don’t talk to me like that poppet, cause I’m quite enjoying being inside you like this, but if you keep going I swear I’ll have to fuck you’

‘I mean I wouldn’t be opposed’ you say cheekily.

‘Such a little minx’ he presses a kiss into your hair before deciding he wanted more, so he gently pulls you face towards his before kissing you properly.

‘You look sleepy baby, can go to sleep I promise’

‘Are you going to aswell? Don’t want you to get lonely.’

‘Yes baby, don’t you worry’ he can’t help but look down at you in adoration

‘Go to sleep poppet, I’ve got you. I love you soo much!’

I love you too H’ and with that you settle into the pillows, Harry promptly buried his head into your neck where he presses a tiny kiss, and you can’t help but fall asleep thinking that you would dip yourself in that freezing cold water a hundred times over if it was for your sweet, sweet boyfriend.

[tetralea]

I just found accidental sex prompts and I thought about Max calling Charles a good boy (or girl?) as a joke, but it turns out Charles really likes it.. And he may have a praise kink? And Max will use this knowledge to get him worked up and begging to be fucked?

Okay, so this is a sudden idea, kinda mixed with this prompt. I hope it will work 😄

“You look so good in that.” Charles heard the clear praise coming from behind him as he poured a glass of water in the shared kitchen with Max. “I assume the exam went well?” Ha asked, standing next to Charles.

Emptying the glass Charles smirked. “I maxed out all points.” He was proud.

“Wow, that’s very good, very very good.” Max was looking at him, the blue eyes trying to read his reactions. “You prepared a lot, well done.”

Charles swallowed and knew all too well where this was heading. “Thank you.” His smile reached his eyes, giggling a little, his voice getting a bit quiet.

Max raised a brow, biting his lips at Charles’ attempt to avoid his gaze, like both of them didn’t know where this would end.

“I think-“ Charles spoke unsure, quickly looking at Max before looking down at his glass again. “I think im gonna have a shower. Okay? I got a little sweaty.” He made a disgusted face and they both knew it wasn’t all that bad, but whatever they were playing at couldn’t be addressed more openly that that. Because it was an invitation, something Charles was thinking of since he left university and something Max was hoping for since Charles last in the morning.

“Alright, that’s a good idea, helping to relax a bit.” Max nodded, a bit awkward, fumbling around his words, while Charles nodded and trailed out of the kitchen. “Such a good boy.” Max said, loud enough for Charles to hear even if he wasn’t in his sight anymore, he heard the sharp intake of breath and Charles couldn’t be in that shower fast enough.

It did something to him and Max discovered it when they started, well, whatever they started in the second week of this exam term. Charles was stressed as hell, couldn’t sleep or study and Max wasn’t in a much better state. Max joked Charles needing to get off or even better both of them in a great need of it, and the suggestive yet timid look should have gave it away. Charles was too done with life and quite frankly he felt like his brain wasn’t functioning at all, to try to get the intentions of Max.

He was thirsting over his flatmate in the last one, well, if he really wanted to be honest in the last one and half years, not having the balls to make a move or say a thing. He did the obvious, hooking up with tall blonde man, jerking off thinking about Max and praying to the universe that his flatmate would take the nonexistent hints. On that first instance he tried to get off under the shower, which was a ridiculous attempt but he tried and failed until his mushed brain called out for Max. Soon he was plastered against the broad back, bigger hands replacing his own on his throbbing cock and soon he came, shaking, moaning, finally is body and mind releasing some of the pressure. 

He never realised just how much he gave away that evening. Ever since Max was pushing his buttons, praising him and calling him good, all kinds of good, sometimes a good boy even and it took him an embarrassing amount of time to realise that these were the words which set him off so easily during the first time to begin with.

He stepped into the shower, shivering to the touch of the cold tiles under his feet, and not to the memory of those words, he told himself. He was already half hard. Pathetic. Max never said he would join, but he didn’t close the bathroom door just in case. Opening the water he let the warm soak into his skin and his body, relaxing his muscles, easing his mind. He pushed his head under the spray of water and sighed. Only one more exam to go.

He stood there, the noise of the water filling his ears. He registered the gush of cold air when Max opened the door of the tiny bathroom, he also somewhat heard the blonde getting naked, but only pulled his head out from under the water when the steam flooded out of the space surrounding him as Max entered.

Soon the much anticipated hands found their now usually way to his hips, across his stomach, up his pecks, pulling him, encouraging to lean into Max. “Hey baby.” The blonde greeted and they both laughed. Their encounters were strictly limited to shower time, as ridiculous as it was. They had no idea how to address it, or taking it to the bedroom would mean a step both of them were too afraid to take. Not like Charles didn’t want it, but this was safe, this they knew, and the small glass walls kept their secrets, their feelings the were too awkward to admit.

“I was hoping you’d join.” Charles laughed, head resting against Max shoulder, nuzzling into the dry skin. Max was also hard already.

“I wouldn’t miss it. You did so good today, such a good boy.” Max grinned, knowing the reaction would be instant.

“You are using this against me.” Charles complained with a small smile, pouting, but his fingers held tighter onto the strong arms around his body.

Tilting his head Max nudged Charles’ cheek with his nose. “But you like it, don’t you? I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t know you enjoyed it a lot.” He exhaled with a soundless laugh, finally finding Charles’ lips with his own. It wasn’t always that they kissed, mostly they didn’t, it was about getting off, but now it felt nice, fitting. Charles tried to ignore the flutters in his stomach to the not alien but not even familiar feeling of the plump, warm lips against his own. He moaned into it when Max found his cock, starting to stroke him gently. He melted against the warm, strong body behind his.

“I like it, I just don’t like it when you use it against me.” He had to pause when a hot wet finger swept across his soft tip. “Fucking hell.” His fingers were digging into the one arm around his torso, still keeping him pinned against Max. “Just maybe use it less in other areas of the house.”

“But it turns you on, baby, and how else am is supposed to let you know it’s time for reliving some stress?” Max asked slowly, and softly. The question was stupid and they both knew it, but it worked as an explanation. “You like when I praise you, like today, you like to hear how good job you did today, how good you looked in that suit, how pretty you are now, how much I want to be inside you.”

“Max.” Charles tried to hide his face into the strong neck, and he was hoping the burn in his cheeks were because of the heat for the water and not the words of the blonde. The hand from his cock trailed back, tapping his thigh, making him widen his stance.

“But how could I not, when you are such a good boy for me?” Max asked and Charles whimpered. If he was being honest he wished they’d do it in a bed sometimes that would have been more comfortable. “But if you want me to say it only here, when we are helping each other, that is okay.” Max nodded, his finger slowly working on Charles wet hole, drawing circles and rubbing against the tight ring.

They got a special lube, one for the water. Charles reached for it.

Soon Max was working him with two fingers. Maybe he was still loose from last night. Maybe he needed Max desperately and his body loosened up easier. Maybe he was going crazy.

Now both his palms were against the cold tiles, the water barely running as Max worked his body, one hands inside of him the other around his cock, lips attached to this neck, kissing and sucking, never leaving a mark. Charles wished they did. He was moaning and whining, mumbling Max’s name like it would make him understand, like it would make him understand his feelings.

“God, Charles, I think I can fuck you already.” Max was also breathless, and Charles took a little pride in that. “You are so easy for me today, opening up so quickly. Do you need it so badly?” Max’s words felt like babbling.

“Just fuck me already, okay?” He asked, trying to push hi feelings back down from his throat, threatening to spill. Max huffed to his words but lined up to him anyway.

He pushed in slow. The water wasn’t even running anymore, showering was all a lie. Charles cried out, satisfied and oh, so full with Max. “Taking me so good.” Max praised and Charles wanted to cry.

Thank god there wasn’t much talking after Max set a brutal pace from the beginning, and Charles thought maybe he wasn’t the only one desperate for this. He didn’t mind, and only angled his hips to take Max better to feel him better, to make his brush against his prostate. He saw starts and he wasn’t gonna last. Both forearms were leaning against the wall now, in a desperate attempt to hold against Max’s thrusts. The floor was slippery, his skin felt sticky from the drying water but not dry enough to make this sound any less obscene.

Max’s both hands were on his hips in an attempt to keep Charles in place better. “Can you touch me?” Charles barely registered his own voice. He could have touched himself but he wanted to feel as much from Max as he could.

“Of course baby.” It was a groan and a breathless moan and Charles was glad he wasn’t the only one coming too early. He had no idea when or how he learned to tell when Max was close too, but he did. “Such a good boy for asking me.” He whined and his body tensed. It was to Max’s touch he told himself.

“More.” He never specified what, but Max seemed to understand.

He fucked into his harder and his hands moved fast on the sensitive cock. “So good, fuck Charles, are you gonna come like a good boy?”

He didn’t need to answer, he was done for, he was needy and not only for the sex but for Max himself, even if he only admitted this to himself in these moments, when his bod tensed, pleasure washing over him, coming on Max’s cock, his cum staining the wall in front. He was lost in his own high, drunkenly registering Max’s dragged moans and shaking body as he emptied himself into Charles body.

He was sensitive after and he had no idea when Max picked the habit of opening the shower and gently cleaning him, warming up his muscles, slowly kissing the back of his neck, still buried deep into Charles. He sighed and pressed his lips together quickly, because he was tied to say something stupid.

When all was done, Max pressed a gently kiss behind his ear. “Wanna get lunch?” He asked like he didn’t just fucked the soul out of Charles in the matter of ten minutes.

He nodded and mumbled something, he needed a minute.

When he got out, and walked back into his room on wobbly legs he collapsed onto his bed. He really wished he dared to say something, but the bathroom seemed like a spot where both of them were to admit to their desires and bothering it seemed all too dangerous. Mostly because he still had an exam left, they lived together and the idea of getting off together seemed way more pleasant than finding new apartment because he screwed up whatever idiotic roommates with benefits relationship Max started a few weeks ago.

[only-lonely-lovers]

08.01.2022

tags: blowjobs, handjobs, sick during sex

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ / sometimes, I color text to delineate dialogue a little more

あ：Alsooo… randomlyyy…. I got such a…… like…. sentimental thought amdist this all, thinking about Tsukasa getting to receive Amane's first non dry nut. was just like ah…………. if it could be so sweet……. [looks out window] vacationing here for a minute mentally

つ：it would be very sweet… a sheer luck of the draw…… I feel like dis

あ：how touching. [pets]

つ：mlim mlem

あ：You know it's embarrassing but whenever I am thinking about alive twins… [brain, memetically: Alive sex with my Alive twin] , i think of Amane most receptive to something when sick lol. He's… shitty, like that, I guess-? The mental state of "i deserve some freaking… PLEASURE!!!!!!!" helps triumph his stupid kid brain. But it's funny bc i think of this as being applicable even past chronic sickness early early times, like, it's 9 yo Amane just battling a cold lol. and is like [jenny fussily shoving popcorn aside] MGUHH….

つ：no tolerance for limits, he has experienced enough of that

あ：I imagine that having some fever for a week as a kid is like NOT AGAIM…………. kind of emotion… but also Tsukasa is immediately at your bedside once more

つ：tsukasa engage nurse mode

あ：It literally can't ever be as bad as it was (i think the magic of the wish guarantees this basically) but a sore throat and being headachey is like… im gonna lose it easily on the precipice of losing it

つ：engage a little fussy boyking

あ：On Tsukasa's end… I'm sure sliding into the role of attending to Amane is as hardwired as ever… Though I wonder if he ever has a bit of that sad dog emotion, like ah i can't keep Amane from feeling this sort of thing… [and maybe, sometimes, a little paranoid that the magic is undoing by having returned] but basically just a more fretting touchy tsukasa…. and more fussy boyking amane… who is like……. ……… more receptive to weirdness.. kind of frog in boiling water gets to permitting a blowjob lol. but it's funny I do think it's like -- and keep those shorts on…. don't you take out your weiner during this i dont want htat the answer to which is just like haiiii

つ：it could be so wordlessly negotiated.

an amane who is already sometimes jerking off, who now is like. I DONT WANNA WAIT FOR TSUKASA TO LEAVE AND I DONT WANA CALL HIM BACK IN WHEN IM DONE AND I DONT WANT etc

あ：it's like peak need to jerkoff times

つ：I don’t wanna explain. I don’t wanna jerk off my arm is tired

あ：i can't be sick and blueballing.. might as well send me to hell

つ：I’m sleepy…. It’s not gonna go down on it’s own it never does I don’t wanna go all the way to the bathroom to shower, and he’ll follow me there anyway to help if I do I don’t wanna tell him off for that either…. urhg😑

あ：honestly i love how. intrinsically selfish hwfhhg… all of it is in my nature. i'm on my throne!!

つ：its cute to think of a handy naturally evolving to a bj as a result of just tsukasa wanting to keep it clean and tidy, and amane just like ajahdidhd rrgghfjf ah weird again… weird… weird . tsukasa. Burntghfg FINE. Holds head in place. like some girl in a porno….! Fine…..

あ：If the inception is wordlessly grabbing Tsukasa's hand, huffily shoving it down btwn legs. actually i like how much it'd have to be like sigh [and i use my hand to wrap your fingers around it] … [moves it up and down] … the amount Tsukasa would be like [just keeps moving while staring O.O seems like such an efficiency thing. and then you put your mouth on it and its like JFHKDSGJLF;DH!!!!!!! god. [but is experiencing warm wet] fhdfgjkfg.. and stay there. fine i can't be responsible then. you chose this

つ：if that’s how you want to do it.

あ：if that's how we do thinggsssss fine. but the ah. embarrassment. of getting like. wiggly. hips shuffling. the water………. it is warm, and good [spaces out] actually this is fine

つ：don’t want to be wiggling and humping. begins fading under the water no…. It’s fine… (sinks further into futon like he’s in a massage chair. closes eyes and tilts head back and exhales)

あ：it's just this one time………… whatever………. i was having a really annoying day

つ：just something easy… taken care of for me….

I think tsukasa is just dutiful and trying his best. Might as well be doing katanuki out here silent and focused you can’t look at him he’ll be so wide eyed and stare and thinking too obviously . amane knows not to look at him

あ：it is a tsukasa that's like, i must catch the shrimp… [focused]

i think it's a big deal whenever amane engages something that has never happened before. i think… a young tsukasa has a like, more pressing sense of 'this could never happen again…' 'i must be good…'

つ：perhaps…. Like ice cream 🍦? Or perhaps. Like lollipop?🍭

あ：i don't want the only time i do this to be bad. :<

つ：very look for responses. I don’t want amane to be sadder he is so sick he is feel bad. It’s like a massage here? maybe it’s like licking fingers after a meal

あ：mwah mwah…. mlem mlem

つ：my hand was up and down moving… mmmmmmlml. I think once tsukasa thinks to bob experimentally it’s JOLTS bucks into. Feels sinking dread immediately

あ：some emotion of like. uh oh[9:39 PM]wait what's goin on down there

つ：envisions tsukasa as leech don’t you look at him you’ll regret it

あ：the greatest mistake would be to look down for a second. sand in your eyes

つ：ahhh andhdhdidjsn but first non dry is SOOO FUNNY the way boys are like p-PEEED???????

あ：yes alsdfkgh i keep thinking abotu this element… made me PEE

つ：why did it feel so good to pee

あ：i never asked for this

つ：never again. don’t jerk off for weeks at all costs

あ：in my mind's eye its like amane looks down at tsukasa for one second and is like ANGHG. [seals eyes shut and hands fly down there to like grasp face] [but in doing so its like shhhahshhh…. humps more against… pops in and out of mouth a lil] tsukasa is like in reality starstruck like whoa so much is happening

you then come and youre like ?!? FKJHG PEE?????????? WHY did i pee into tsukasa. NO

つ：he looks intense right now….. amane rarely looks like this!!!! Really red!!! sweaty!!!

あ：whoa,,,, [gets mouthful of nut] WO

つ：A GIFT?!?🎁 oh he had to pee ?!? ah, so he didn’t have to stand up….! is that what we do now?👍 okay!

あ：yosh somehow is like. thats really smart of him. i will let him pee in my mouth

つ：he’s sick so it’s good he doesn’t have to go all the way!! It’s a good idea!! very smart we could have been doing this when he was super sick

あ：things that would make your parents scream to conceptualize

つ：get over here I gotta piss

あ：i imagine after this it's so like i can't even look at you i'm sorry. but also you almost feel bad like that ltierally wasnt my goal im sorry. [p-pat]

つ：I think tsukasa is like AMANE….! And it’s like. Shhh.

あ：like on amane's end: I'M NOT TRYING TO TURN MY BROTHER INTO SOME.. RECEPTICAL

つ：I’m gonna. Sleep. Rolls over. tsukasa: HAI! good night.

あ：wordlessly pats you while not facing you it happened, okay? can we please move on

つ：either does not sleep or immediately passes out as a result of nut exhaustion tsukasa just licking the inside of his mouth like dog with peanut butter plep mlep mlm smek

あ：it might take a second but i do think it'd be funny if it was like. that really did relax my body. after along day. oyasumi snzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz sleeps so hard and audibly

つ：touch throat…. swallow a few times… lick teeth. all this while amane sleeps. think a lot about…. Something that was inside Amane is now inside you….. passed warmly over…. Never cold for a second.

あ：like this boy

つ：watches you sleep

あ：really something to feel like. very grateful for thank you. STARES. it is in me……………. [imagines it like melding into insides] hyaa..

つ：I wonder when we will do it again. (IN FIFTY YEARS)

あ：the most -- ive seen this car ebfore alternate bonus comic is amane in the following week having to be like it was come.

つ：AHHHH THE DREAD IF IT ALL learned a lesson.

あ：we LITERALLY can never talk about this again i am sorry makes you wish it was piss

つ：wish he peed innocently. Even selfishly

あ：i was wrong. i should have just wanted to use tsukasa as a water bottl to pee in for a second. it woudl be better than what i did

つ：somehow he thinks this

you must pray that tsukasa never has a brain blast memory blurt moment around nene about it because he would still remember it as “THAT TIME AMANE PEED IN ME”

あ：fhsdhfhgh the IDEA of like the girlies are talking. ohhh we're just fondly reminiscing on our guy. and i swear tsukasa is like [donk] OHHHHHHHHHH [slaps hands on table]

つ：amane has to decide in a moment. Do I lie to nene and corroborate this “I was sick and a child and I couldn’t get up” fable or do I lie and pretend tsukasa is crazy or do I correct tsukasa that it was not pee does that look better to anyone

あ：like a gun is to his head

つ：this is a QuickTime event

あ：It's like Nene asked an innocent question addressing the incest in the room like… have you guys… ever …? anything…

つ：and amane is like looking like it’s a crazy question and ofc not… like I can’t dignify it with a response

あ：She misunderstands the situation

つ：but tsukasa drops this bombshell like AH WAIT!! WE DID SOMETHING LIKE YOU AND NENE CHAN DO… SORTOF!

HE WAS SICK! AMANE WAS SICK! it wasn’t really the same but it was… (touching lip wondering if it is the same? What makes it different? Hmmmm)

あ：one time🥰 !! i remember now😆

つ：amane is like tsukasa… don’t lie to her….

あ：Why are you like trying to stoke this delusion wth

つ：whatever you’re thinking, this isn’t a “sort of like that” kind of topic…. amane like sex is cut and dry… we did not…. there is no sort of.

あ：in a slow moving nightmarish like fashion, tsukasa is like ahhh but you know it was sorta like… i mean [bends over, opens mouth, puts hand in position of wrapped around cock] ne, ne, remember? amane, you were like… [moves hand]

つ：… and then….! (NENE IS RIVETED) you went pee!!!

oh wait. Is that embarrassing? Ah, he was sick !! he didn’t have to get up so it was a little different, ne? but it looked the same (DOES MOTIONS AGAIN)

あ：the way the goons in the room ar elike [looking at amane] who has to be like "." the one guy in the room who knows it wasnt pee. but what a fucking soulja boy dont you dare tell

つ：nene like. P. Peed….? Tiny text. un…. …. In….? un.

あ：you - you really mean like…. ᵖ⁻ᵖᵉᵉ…. ᶦⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵒᵘᵗʰˀ

つ：b-… because he was sick….? HAI.

あ：ʰᵃⁿᵃᵏᵒ⁻ᵏᵘⁿ…… ᵏᶦᵐᵒᶦ like wtf.. oh………. so you were always Hanako-san of hte bathroom…………..

つ：I was helping ! I like to help. All day he went right to sleep after…..!

あ：the idea of tsukasa kind of like gormlessly reminiscing for a moment like ahh yeah that was good… it really was like um… mmm… [pantomimes licking] yeah….

つ：smek smek

あ：CHOt-to matte. [but like says nothing] is just like broken glass textured

つ：crinkly there’s no good defense…. There’s no good move.

do not want to say no I wanted to jerk off and I. I am a PSYCHOTIC PERSON SO I MADE MY BROTHER???? oh but you don’t get it cuz I KNEW HE WOULD DO IT HAPPILY????????

あ：it's all so conceptually funny though like lying., not saying anything. telling the truth. NONE OF IT.[10:08 PM]nothing is good

つ：nothing. nothing is good. Maybe just be like. I don’t remember that. and tsukasa will just be like awe really? That’s ok I forget things and nene is like…. You can forget peeing in y

あ：somehow…. I don't believe you………. hanako-kun.

つ：how can you forget something like that….. amane: must have been a high fever. I guess.

あ：[very ironed out tone, devoid of emotion] It was just so long ago. Think about it Yashiro. Do you think you would remember every single thing that happened to you 50 years ago. I don't even remember 10 years ago Do you remember everything from your childhood NOW. I bet not. So let's just accept it.

つ：tsukasa is like nod

あ：Nene is griffin ebing like i dunno why you're tryin to fuckin. sweep this one under the rug

つ：and nene is just like. brow furrowed. Going to talk to tsukasa more now or later

あ：this really is like trying to find out about hanako playing a steel drum

つ：she’s like he’s definitely acting weird. he definitely remembers but is it worse or better, the truth?

あ：It's the sort of thing where Nene cleaning her hamster cage that night has the braincells to be like if Hanako-kun really had 0 memories of this he would be wayyy more like… "Tsukasa! Gross. what are you even saying that never happened. dummy." but instead he's all… dodgy eyed and arms crossed, saying "What? I can't even remember" … trying to make it about memory or something, I must conduct my own investigation

つ：tsukasa. nnh did You do it. For. A while? like only for a second or….

💭it was…. A while!! Ah, oh, I didn’t know it was to help him pee! ….. help…?

あ：this is a little bit like a therapist helping a repressed victim

つ：wait… what was the ah. Pretense to this he didn’t…. Just, ask you….upfront? (Why is that worse seeming…. What is this conversation)

あ：I've got a bad feeling about this somehow

つ：OH RIGHT! he put my hand on it first! like the other thing you do!!! (JERKOFF MOTION)

あ：tsukasa, cheerily -- ah, amane doesn't like to ask for stuff ^^ hehe… like… he doesn't like to ask for anything ever!! :D [tone of: we know this❤️]

つ：(dumb) he made him j, jerk, jerk him off, then p, peed in, his mouth after?????!?!?

あ：he didn't say anything he grabbed my hand! so that's why I didn't know.

つ：tsukasa….. y…. you’re really okay with…. All that?

😄yosh

あ：mochiron😗

realizing this is funniest in a world where tsukasa is still very background role during 3way like he hasnt been permitted to suck cock. like Nene just has to be like wtf my heart is breaking for you

つ：LIKE THAGS ALL HE GETS!??? PEED IN WHILE TOU WERE SICK AND LAZY????? I BET IT WASNT EVEN A BAD COLD

あ：tsukasa seeing nene get visibly sad and tilts his head like. oh nene-chan doesn't need to be sad. i felt real special. and… i think i did get to do it for a long time. longer than i thought!

if was just hands first too… i didn't even know mouth was something he wanted -- i think i? wait… i think i put my mouth on it without thinking… and he liked it, he held my head-- and i remember thinking 'oh! amane likes it!! i'll hold still…' ……. hmm…. i wonder if he realized he had to pee… then? … ?? i dont know how he planned it… hm… [becomes like. contemplative]

its like wait the chronology. how does this work

つ：tsukasa kun…. how did he… move…. (gears beginning to turn… )

あ：the girl who sucks cock has entered the chat

つ：the experienced.

あ：time for it to become the ultimate wigging. tsukasa like AHH he started moving a lot more… mnnn =w= [a moment of ahh wasnt that good… yeah….]

つ：his hips….! and grabbing………

あ：he pushed INto my mouf

つ：ff. And then. Peed, you say?

あ：[sticks finger in] god the part about tsukasa that's brutal is how much he has 0 reason to be self conscious about pantomime or demonstration of anything cock was in my mouth like this . [rubs my finger against my gums]

つ：tsukasa-kun……………… that. Doesn’t sound “sort of” like what me and your brother do…. that sounds exactly the same. did he … say….. it was….. p. pee?

あ：no he said SHHH. and oyasumi

つ：ah….. (like a criminal…)

あ：

つ：WHY DID GANAKO FUCK TSUKASAS MOUTH ANDRHEN GO TO BED

あ：monstah… wtf why couldnt he even say thank you. HELP

つ：gonna confront hanako about this alone later like HANAKO KUN!! I know tsukasa puts up with whatever but—!! ALSO, YOU ARE A LIAR

あ：tfw nene has seen hanako at age like 8 so she can approximate what that mf looked like… like… OOHHH!!! THAT LITTLE DEVIL…

つ：ITS NOT FAIR TO ACT ANNOYED AND PLAY DUMB!!!!

あ：[but also the like shota porno theatre nene's brain engages with for a moment] [just thinking about tsukasa sucking cock for a second] wait. [shakes head] anyways.

つ：(going off like a lunatic like THE SHOES!!!!) ALSO IT TOTALLY WASNT P . PEE!! YOU— YOU!! DEFINITELY—!!! YOU— THE OTHER THING

あ：you love hanako being confronted and having to feel like SHUT!!!!! UGH

つ：it gets so 10 year olds in here IM FINE WITH IT, YOU KNOW???? HAPPENING, I MMEAN!!!

あ：[covers her mouth] QUIET YOU LISTEN…. okay. it's not what you think. [unnecessarily self righteous] IT WAS SUPPOSED TO JUST BE A TUG SO I COULD SLEEP I WAS VERY TIRED!!!!! AND VERY SICK , IF I COULD REMIND YOU. THESE WERE 79.99 AT MACYS WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME

つ：it’s like gasp he admits it!!!!! despite being so I knew it she’s like I CANT BELIEVE IT

あ：balls out united LISTEN TO YOURSELF….

つ：nene calming down a little. So he really admits

あ：but so funny to leap just to defending self like ok you got me. , my secrets out💔 but i wasnt like trying to start shit except the way that i did start it all💔

つ：right hanako like. He’s the one who put his mouth there I wasn’t even thinking like that at that age

あ：i just was like. fine. If tsukasa wants it .

つ：I was sick… my will was weak.

あ：i was tired. what was i supposed to do . would you prefer i smack him… im sorry. was i supposed to be like tsukasa stop. gross. mongrel

how is a guy supposed to think straight also like… suddenly getting sucked off.

つ：hanako-kun…….. was it….. did you…. like it….. at all…..?

あ：what kind of question is that. this is one of those -- ITS SELF EVIDENT… it was warm and wet

つ：…. is that what things are to you

あ：and i came.

つ：!!!??

あ：it's all self explanatory why do you want to hear i loved it or something ….!!!!!!!@!! would that somehow make this better

つ：t— well— !! T. Tsukasa-kun t, talks about, it…. So fondly…. its!!! It’s just a bit sad if it’s….. if— if you— of COURSE ITS BETTER, if you , both,

あ：……… …. ………………………….. ……… .. ………………. ᶦᵗʷᵃˢ ʳᵉˡᵃˣᶦⁿᵍ

つ：…..

あ：i felt relaxed.

つ：ah….. that’s nice…..

あ：that was . all that was wanted

i had a headache and a sorethroat. [to hanako this sounds like serious but externalized it rly is like. ohh and my little pawsies were sore….] slept hard after. so. like. it happened okay

you dont know what its like. to have a brother who would do anything for you

つ：(fidgeting) I … don’t……………………… th, thank you for …. Being honest with me…

あ：[goes to sit on the roof]

つ：time to remember that day. It’s my choice

あ：oh but i hope nene is like. i must tell tsukasa-kun it was come and also that he remembers it and likes it, before hanako-kun thinks to forbid me from it

つ：oh it’d be like TSUKASA KUN IT WAS THE SAME THING!!!!!! IT WASNT PEE!!!!!!!

NOT PEE???!??? whaaaaaaat????

あ：Tsukasa for like 1 second being like ??? the elephant… (sad) what…. the pee died

つ：my memories….

hanako-kun!! He remembers that day!! he! Spoke fondly of it! To me! h-he said you’d…. Do anything for him…. And that I couldn’t understand…………. (dokis about this fsr)

あ：lol like hanako accidentally said something so loaded in the middle of his prissiness

つ：BUT TSUKASA KUN…. HHe. He….! (whisper) c . came. Like he does with. Me! back then….! back then…. it was like that….

あ：the blithe Tsukasa sitting here like…. …..??? ………… …..💭〰️➰➿➰〰️➰〰️🔣🔢🔤🔤🔠.... 🅿🅿.….

つ：ah as always when amane say nice thing it’s like hyuuuuoooo….

あ：🚰…. i would do anythinbg

つ：it was the same……. (holds his hand)

あ：oh for tsukasa to have ONE… MOMENT… of like…. ////// um… i had it first… ……… // uhebe..a. a eeeeu like girlishly for a second. duhhhh

つ：grabbing own kimono lapels as if holding himself in place so he does not fly into stratosphere

tsukasa-kun….. beat me to it ^^……! hehe

ah but I do think processing it is like. Stares. Seizes a bit. Open mouth breathes

あ：like for-real processing

forced to walk something back that was originally pleasant and accepted as a matter of convenience, tooo… umnn… brought pleasure….? sp… special….

つ：hanako is standing behind something nearby as he does perhaps

it is enough to be an asset, of use, but ah…. Fondly…..? Thinking finally like oh…. That is what coming amane is like….. I just…. Hadn’t seen it, before….

あ：i think it kind of snowballs also w the fact that tsukasa has spectated blowjobs in present day and is like ……… that happened to me….. i know he lieks those………..

つ：I didn’t know what it was…. but the scent…. was different.

あ：[replays footage in mind] wait… ah…… it was the same…. wasnt it…. held my head… that is what he does…

つ：simply now footage of being mouth fucked by a tired sickly amane humorously like becoming palms and knees on the ground the memories

あ：oh besott. by the MEMORIES…

つ：nene is like. watching. Hoping she did the right thing. Here

あ：kind of feel like im watching someone go thru. stages of grief?

つ：but…. Even if nothing “happens” again.. if it’s not meant to…. He deserves to have clarity on this event

maybe it was a fluke…. A weird blip, maybe it was the result of a fever, maybe Hanako wants something different now (her…..)….. but what was true then is still honorable

あ：nene does just get to feel happy she reported a truth, at least… not let it be buried forever

tfw. i think this could reach such an internal intensity though of like mnughgh h……. did that to me….. even before he killed me…. [toxic clouds forming around Tsukasa's head] mhuahhnmg.g.g…… i;ve had it all

つ：tsukasa grabs over his chest where he was stabbed…. Heart…

あ：what a lovely gesture that could happen silently at times, unbeknownst to nene… the meaning behind it… cutely reading like some doki doki sort of gesture and i mean it is

つ：just no idea how deep it go.

あ：also i like how much seal touch could also be a thing… like goddd me be property

all of this. and anane is like behind some curtains or whatever.

つ：…….. thank you. Nene-Chan.

…. I wish…. He could just talk to you himself…. Really. But—! I’m glad I’m here, to help you…. I…. Think there is more than hanako-kun…. Will talk about… to either of us

あ：he is a lockbox of a boy. that you need to hand back and forth to get anywhere with. sighh…

つ：he’s the way he is…. So, working together seems like it’s for the best, for both of us, isn’t it? Maybe we’ll get the whole picture, some day…

I thought…. I thought something like this. Must be true. That there was something….! I can tell— the way he looks at you, sometimes—!!

あ：perhaps a good moment for teh girlies to hold hands. support in these trying times just a very quiet tsukasa….hru

つ：flash some smiles at each other. Lace fingies some cute little dancing hands around

あ：Tsukasa: [uncontrollably ominous] I think together…. we will get the full picture💜

つ：nene thinking ah… tsukasa is humble, but he IS pleased to have more we definitely will…..!!

あ：thinking to herself like, logically-!!!!! of course… he feels so happy to know things and be appreciated!!!!!!! he is a human bean

つ：amane does not want a full picture I do not want to see it bad picture

あ：none of that shit thank you

[bump1nthen1ght]

Late Night Favor (Shadow Monster x Reader)

Genre: Fluff, Urban Fantasy

Warnings: Explicit content up ahead (18+ ONLY), Oral, Fingering

Word Count: 4000 Words

Summary: A couple of small good deeds leaves you with a late night visitor, looking to repay a debt.

Request: "You unknowingly rescue a shadow monster and bring it home with you, after a couple days of lurking in the shadows of your home and recuperating it shows you just how thankful it is." I had this idea forever ago but was never able to execute it. My opening idea was that a few kids are shining flashlights at something, tormenting it, and you swoop in to save it and chase the kids away. You thought they were hurting a cat or something, but find nothing and head home.

What do you think? Would you like to take it on? I'd be honored if you would 😊

A/N: *Throws this into the street to appease for the fact I haven’t updated Out of the Woods in THREE MONTHS IM SORRY*

It was the perfect weather for a lazy day inside. The pitter patter of the rain on your window had almost lulled you back to sleep during breakfast, and the thunder had provided great ambiance for reading. You hadn’t bothered changing out of your pajamas and we’re enjoying a soap opera binge on the coach when the peace was disturbed.

At first it was just the sound of clattering trash cans, not uncommon from the alley outside your window. But then it was followed by the raucous laughter of teenagers, rocks being thrown against the concrete, and a sharp hissing.

You hoist yourself up and off the couch, meandering toward the balcony, expecting to see a bunch of kids fucking around; Maybe using the cover of the fire escape to hide from the rain and smoke some weed.

Ah, memories.

But instead, you see a huddled group of boys pointing a flashlight into the pile of garbage right by the dumpster. One of them picks up a pebble and throws it into the light beam, causing another hiss and a jerk of movement. The boys laugh even louder, the one on the right nudging the one with the flashlight.

“Dude, do it again!”

Flashlight agrees, quickly moving the light into another corner as the one on the left throws a rock in the opposite direction. A shape of pitch black hisses again, deterred by the rock and scared by the brightness. Your brow furrows.

“Hey!”

The boys jump, looking in all directions.

“What are you three doing down there?” They finally look up at you, messy-haired and bleary-eyed. They shrug and ignore you, one even throwing another rock, bigger than before. There’s a sad yelp as it collides with the blackness.

You grit your teeth, grabbing your jacket off a nearby shelf and yell again.

“Fuck off! Leave the poor thing alone!”

They all laugh insufferably, the way most stuck up teenagers do.

“Or what?”

You shrug on your raincoat, picking up the baseball bat you keep strategically placed by your couch.

“Or I’ll come down and make you, jackass!”

You kick open your  fire escape, slippers already damp, and start marching down the staircases. The boys get the message and run away, still jeering and laughing. Seems you weren’t as intimidating as you’d like.

You shuffle down the fire escape, slowing down as you approach the poor creature. You lower your back and peak under the dumpster.

“It's okay, little guy, I won’t hurt ya.” You set down your bat and crouch, kissing your lips as you hold out your free hand. All you see is a hint of glowing eyes, nervously peering out, before the dark shape disappears completely, hidden by the shadow of the dumpster. You’re tempted to sit down and wait for it, hoping to check if the poor stray was injured, but the wet concrete looks unappealing. The bottom of your sweats are already drenched.

You stand up, sigh, and go back up the fire escape. You unlatch the dusty pet door on your sliding glass balcony and make sure to leave a hot thing of milk and some water just outside. You ponder going out to get cat food, but the well-timed weather report tells you to stay off the streets. Slumping back down on the couch, you keep on eye on your fire escape, hoping that whatever it was, it’s okay.

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The next day is sunny, the rain clearing away any air pollution and leaving blue skies to shine down through your window, waking you up extra early. As you sit down with a cup of coffee, switching on the news before starting work, you notice the empty bowls on your balcony.

You set down the mug, walking over to the door and checking the bowls. Seems that little stray had needed the refreshment, as both were licked clean.

You refill them, making sure to add  cat food to your grocery list.

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After a long day of work, you’re feeling particularly domestic and decide to bake some cookies. Your brain is sore after staring at a screen for eight hours straight, a simple task like this is the perfect thing to keep it from melting completely.

You open up your window, letting the cool night air into your kitchen as you check  on your baking cookies. Wiping flour off your pants, you turn on the radio and throw a glance to your living room.

You had set up a tiny blanket pallet right next to your pet door, the weatherman’s warning of another thunderstorm tonight having you worried for your stray. Hopefully a full belly of milk will convince them that your house is safe enough to find shelter in.

But the afternoon is beautiful, not too cold and not too hot, only the slight tang of metal in the air hinting to rain. With a ding from the oven, you take out the cookies and set them on a cooling tray on your window. The smell of cinnamon and sugar wafts over you as you take a sip of your tea, staring out into the city streets. Small puddles still speckle the pavement, catching the headlights of nearby cars and flashy billboards.

A quick sound, something hitting your balcony door, that jerks you out of your reverie. You set down your mug and slowly peek out from your kitchen, wondering if you should’ve grabbed  a kitchen knife. But it’s just your pet door, flapping back and forth in front of two, now empty, bowls. Aww, seems your stray took a step inside. Too bad you missed it.

The gurgle of your stomach convinces you to take a crack at the cookies. If they were too hot, you could just wash them down with a nice glass of milk anyway. Maybe even put on a sitcom while you snack.

You lightly tap the top cookie; Warm, but not unbearable. Steam rises as you break it open, blowing in the middle and taking a tiny bite.

Fuck, good job _____.

They’re perfectly done, just soft enough to melt in your mouth. You grab two more, holding them in between your fingers as you hold the other half in your mouth. Maybe you could bring the batch into work tomorrow, give your coworkers a nice surprise. That is if you didn't have 10 tonight. But 20 should be just enough-

Huh, that’s weird. There's only 19, including the one still dangling out of your mouth.

You could’ve sworn you baked 20.

Well whatever. Your coworkers can handle not coming back for seconds tomorrow.

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“Ow! Fuck!”

You bite your lip, trying not to yell out more curse words as you rub your stubbed toe. You limp to your kitchen, fumbling for the light switch to avoid another incident. All you had wanted was a midnight sweet snack, was that so difficult? You’d thought you could navigate your apartment pretty easily in the dark, but the pain in your foot says otherwise.

The light flickers as you finally find the switch, reminding you that you’re going to need to change the bulb sometime soon. But that's a problem for another day; Right now, it’s cookie time.

You don’t bother pouring yourself a glass or getting a plate, devouring the treat in three bites and throwing back a quick swig of milk. It’s almost midnight, not like anyone’s watching-

Oh, wait.

You slowly close the fridge door, trying to make as little noise as possible so as not to wake the little stray curled up, asleep. The little ball of black was snuggled into the pallet, tossing and turning. A flash of lightning cracks outside your apartment, washing your living room with light. The ball jerks in shock, the thunder afterwards only frightening it more, forcing it to curl up even tighter.  

You take small and light steps towards the tiny bed, not wanting to approach the scared beast too quickly. The room is lit up again by another lightning strike and the little stray forces it’s body backwards and away from the window. You crouch down real low, the small bits of light helping your eyes adjust to the layout.

“How are you doing, little guy?” You whisper, mostly to yourself, tapping your fingers against your carpet. Part of you wants to pet it, but think it might be better not to. No need to startle it. “Is the lightning scary? You can come to my room if you want, I’ll protect ya.”

Midst the black, you see two little eyes, little blips of light that open with another flash of lightning. But they aren’t yellow, nor are they slitted, nor are they anything remotely animal.

They're like the headlights of a car, blinding white with no definition at all. Not even pupils. You're startled, eye’s widening as the creature lifts it’s head. A long smile runs across their face, full of razor sharp teeth.

“Oh my, that sounds delightful.” They purr, and you find yourself losing your footing and falling back on your ass. Your fingers dig into the carpet as their body slowly begins to unfurl out of a ball and stretch into a massive form, as if their whole size had been hidden away somewhere else; Like it had been literally in the shadows.

You scramble backwards, breath picking up as the creature stretches it’s long limbs, colorless eyes still locked onto you as it stands up and up. It rolls back its shoulders as it sits on its haunches, its form still towering over you even when crouched. You notice the shades of huge antlers sticking out from the side of their head, only adding to their intimidating height.

The creature still has that terrifying smile, all canines and no molars, it’s unblinking eyes still staring deep into your soul.

You’ve heard people do weird things in times of high stress, of strong emotions, good and bad. Like the wires in your brains get crossed when trying to find the right response.

“Uh, do you want a cookie?”

You think you get that now.

The creature chuckles, a soft timbre that echoes unnaturally.

“No, dearie, I have already indulged in your confections. You see,” They creature leans forward, falling to its knees to crawl towards you. If it weren’t for the overwhelming fear constricting your heart, you’d almost think it was seductive, “You’ve done so much for me these past days, I think it’d be only fair if I helped you indulge in a far-” The creature’s face looms over yours, their arms caging your sides as they lick their lips, “-sweeter treat, yes?”

Your eyes search their face, trying to find signs of trickery or malice, maybe even some demonic sense of humor.

As if I’d even know what that looks like.

“Are you-” You catch a breath, now noticing the fine musculature of their shoulders, and the definition of their arms, “Are you propositioning me, like, for sex?”

The creature laughs again, their eyes crinkling up as they throw their head back. But when they look back down at you, you can almost feel the lust radiating off their gaze, details be damned.

“Yes, lovely, I am.”

You take your eyes off their face, a little too overwhelmed to stare directly into their blistering expression. Not to mention the blinding light which has begun to put red spots into your vision.

Instead, your eyes fall upon their thick thighs, the small tail waving behind them, and how unnervingly sexy you find the way their claws are digging up your rug.

You slowly move your head, catching the creature’s eyes.

“I-uh-I guess? Yeah, yeah I guess that sounds good. Um, what was your name?”

The creature smirks, a single claw tipped finger tilting up your chin, as they whisper,

“Nocter.”

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Well, this is definitely the weirdest way I’ve gotten someone into bed.

Nocter’s antlers brush against your stucco-ceiling as it pushes you down on the bed, their shining white eyes staring deep into yours. Their lack of pupils is almost unsettling, but when they run their claws down your chest and pinch your nipples, you find it hard to care. You bite your lip, fighting back an embarrassing whimper as they trace one finger around the bud, pebbling the skin.

“Aww, has it been a while, sweetling?” You roll your eyes, but let out another squeak as they flick their thumb across your other nipple, the palm of their hand pressing against your ribcage.

“M-maybe.” You mutter, digging your finger into your bed sheets as their hands dance across your skin. One pulls up the bottom of your pajama shirt as it nudges one of their legs in between your thighs, pushing their knee up against your crotch.

“Don’t worry,” They push the fabric up to your neck, laying a kiss on the center of your stomach, then your chest, and then your jugular. When they plant one on your jaw, they lean in real close, “I’ll make sure to treat you right.”

Nocter’s long tongue splays against your jaw, licking a stripe up your cheek as one of their hands moves from your chest to the waistband of your shorts. They slip a couple fingers underneath, lightly petting the area right above your crotch. They’re such a tease, and you love it.

Nocter pecks the side of your face, over and over, while their hand moves further and further down your body at an agonizing pace. Their hot breath sends goosebumps down your neck, washing over your face as they exhale with every kiss. You catch them off guard when you turn your head toward them, catching their lips-mid peck and eagerly sticking your tongue outward. They purr with delight, their thin almost-lips quickly devouring you.

A long string of saliva connects the two of you as you detach, taking the time to shimmy out of your shirt. You pull them closer, your hands digging into their shoulder muscles and fingers just brushing over the long ridges on their back. They chuckle once again, pulling their fingers out your shorts and merely digging their palm into the fabric of your crotch.

“Eager, huh?”

“Shut up,” You mumble in between kisses, “This is for me, isn’t it?”

“Ohoho,” kiss, “Someone’s showing their feisty side a little early.” kiss, “What happened to my benevolent, saintly saviour?” kiss.

You pull away from their lips, quickly latching onto the crux of their neck and taking a nip. “S’not fair.” You say, taking a deep whiff of their skin as you suck and bite. They smell like brimstone and a bonfire, not quite what you 're expecting, but not unpleasant. “You can’t tease me like that and not-” Your cut off as the pad of one Nocters fingers presses up against your entrance, the fabric only amplifying the sensation as they begin to tease it.

“Deliver?” Nocter finishes, sinfully smug. You throw them a glare. “I’m a good guest, scout’s honor.”

You roll your eyes right before they lock you into another kiss, rubbing the pads of their fingers up and down your crotch. They use their hand to push you backwards, sinking deeper into the mattress as they situate their knees under your thighs. One they pull back from the kiss, your face and lips thoroughly debauched, your legs are splayed up on their pelvis and they easily slip off your bottoms. Nocter takes a whiff of your underwear, the crotch now slightly damp, giving you a wink before they throw it over their shoulder.

You jerk your hips slightly upward, and Nocter tuts.

“Patience, sweetling.” They roll a hand down your abdomen, fingers splaying onto your stomach, nails just teasing the skin. With a kiss to your inside calf, Nocters hand ghosts across your entrance. You can’t help biting your lip, the heat and their touch sending your mind into a frenzy.

They continue a path of kisses down your leg, now pressing their finger right up against your hole. They only pause to suck on their index and middle fingers, coating them with a heavy and blue-tinted saliva. Once they’ve reached the middle of your thigh, nipping at the apex, they sink into you.

Nocter’s fingers are long, articulated and move with sure movements. They start off slow, scissoring you open, simpering as you dig your nails into your bed sheets. The pads of their fingers push against your walls, just grazing sensitive spots as they make a slow ‘come hither’ motion. Your hips jerk forward, humping into their palm. They smirk against your skin, nipping another love bite as they retract their fingers until only the tip remains. You catch your breath, holding it until they sink back into you, shoving their fingers forward with far more force.

You whimper as their fingers pull back, only to follow with quicker thrusts. Nocter’s aim is pin-point in finding the most pleasurable spots inside you, the feeling only amplified by the pinpricks of their teeth into the fat of your thigh. The tip of their tongue licks hot trails of spit tantalizingly close to your hole, which clenches around their bony fingers. The slick sound of your juices, the skin of their palm slapping against yours, is downright pornographic.

Your legs try to clamp around their shoulders, the overwhelming stimuli triggering an instant reaction, but Nocter pins your right leg down to your bed easily, never losing focus on fingering you. The tips of their claws trace the inside of your leg, the hard edge of their wrist digging into fat.  Your fingers reach to grip around something, anything to keep you grounded as the knot in your stomach grows tighter and tighter. They find their way around Nocter’s left wrist; You’re almost afraid you’ll leave bruises, before remembering how sturdy every part of their body seems to be.

You let out a whimper as the crests of an orgasm seem to overwhelm you, nearly gasping as Nocter quickly removes their fingers. In any other state of mind you might have made a comment, look down and wonder why they’ve stopped. But the heat in your belly compels you to grip their wrist tight and to throw your hips upwards. With a desperate breath, you plead,

“P-please! Please, don’t stop.”

Nocter doesn’t chuckle, doesn’t make a sly remark about your neediness or your lewd movements. They lean forward, giving another kiss right below your navel, and pet your wrist.

“Of course, dearie.”

With a wink, they lean down a lick a long stripe up your hole, giving one last kiss to your leg before plunging their tongue inside.

You didn’t think it was possible for them to reach even deeper inside you with their tongue than their fingers, but the sparks which fly in your core say otherwise. The ridges of Nocters tongue brush against your walls as they flick the appendage back and forth, the tip pressing forward with controlled motions. It doesn’t thrash back and forward haphazardly, but reaches for those sensitive spots and plays with them.

“Oh, f-fuck!” You yelp, feeling an icy-cold liquid run down your ass. From the sound of smacking lips and muffled moans, it must be Nocter’s saliva. They let out a groan, pushing their jaw forward as their eyes clenched shut. The hand on your leg pinches skin as it tightens up, the other pressing your hips down, but the pressure they apply is phantom at best. Nocter seems to revel in your pleading humps for more, meeting each movement with a thrust of their jaw, the base of their tongue stretching you open.

The two of you keep that rhythm for what feels like an eternity, but is probably only a couple of minutes. Sweat drips down your chest and off of your belly, your legs muscles on fire as you continue to push upward and into Nocter’s face. You start feeling that impending wave begin to crest again, with your limbs shaking and your throat hoarse.

“Nocter, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna-I’m so close!”

This time, Nocter doesn’t let up on their pace, reaching one hand down to deliver a hard slap on your ass and forcing a yelp out of you. Your speech devolves into slurred curses and your hands move to touch them, to find some grasp in reality. Nocter continues to suck and tongue-fuck your hole as your thighs clench around their head. Your humps are tiny and weak, your lower half barely holding itself up.

The knot gets tighter, a firecracker fuse about to blow in your abdomen. In the heat of the moment, your hands find their way to Nocter’s scalp and grab onto the base of their antlers. Their moan rumbles through you, right before you yank their head forward, their tongue hitting the deepest part of you as you shutter and-

“I’m cumming!”

Another moan vibrates against your hole as your body shudders and jolts, your hips still pressed firmly against Nocter’s face. But in the next moment, a heavy weight falls over your body, slumping you down onto the bed. Your chest heaves, eye’s fuzzy as Nocter’s tongue ‘pop’s out of you.

Your gaze wanders over your stucco ceiling, droplets of sweat rolling down your neck as you try and catch your breath. You can feel Nocter’s large hands rolling a massage into your thighs, their own heavy breathing brushing over your crotch.

A fuzzy shape of pure black comes into your vision as Nocter hovers over you, their body hovering just an inch above yours. They give you a small peck on the cheek.

“Feel good?” They whisper.

All you can do is nod, your shaky hands wandering over their back. There’s no sign of sweat on their skin, but you can feel the heat running off of it as they nuzzle into your neck.

As your fingers dance over the ride of their back, you can hear the rumble of a low purr coming from their chest, but they stay hovering over your body. You press your hands into their back, applying weak pressure to encourage them to relax.

“It seems I’ve repaid my debt.” Nocter murmurs into your ear, pushing themselves up onto their hands, pulling even farther from you as their eye’s look around your room. You keep your hands wrapped around their waist, stopping them from fully getting up. They look back to you, white eyes slightly widening.

“Would you-” You take another deep breath, “Want to stay? For the night?”

Nocter stares at you, the black void of their face almost unreadable. But when they run a claw down the side of your face, it burns with affection and longing.

“Would you want that?”

Your room is nearly pitch black, only the lights of the street peeking in between your curtains. Nocter’s body seems to absorb all light near it, their hot body like a heating pad. But their eyes are so bright, so full, so mesmerizing; Like a full moon on the dark city sky.

“Yes, I would.”

Nocter’s nods, their expression barely changing, but you think you can see a hint of a smile amidst all the black. They let their body relax, pressing their chest against yours as they sink into the sheets and nuzzle back into your neck.

You can smell the sweat coating your body and feel the way you stick to the sheets. Frankly, the both of you kind of smell.

But it doesn’t stop you from snuggling into Nocter’s body, eye’s heavy as you peacefully fall into sleep.

[gojous-exbabymama]

random headcanon about some of the jjk boy’s during sexy time

warning: smut, 18+, mdni, aged up characters, daddy kink, size kink, anal sex, crying, oral(f/m), unprotected sex, fluff, slight angst if you squint, loss of virginity, and injury to reader but nothing serious

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gojou saturo

“that time you sneezed” + “caught a cramp so bad he almost passed out”

- sex with gojou is always fun

- hate to admit it but it’s true

- it’s unpredictable yet super exciting

- don’t tell him that tho or else he’ll never shut up

- your back was arched against the sturdy kitchen table with your legs bent and pushed to your chest

- gojou was thrusting into you just right, hitting that spot deep inside you that had you screaming

- “yes, yes. right there d-dont stop!”

- “right there princess? am i hitting your special spot?”

- “you don’t have to answer that, i know i am~”

- “go on, scream louder for daddy, let em’ know just how good im making you feel”

- if you weren’t too focus on cumming you would of told him to shut the fuck up but he was making you feel good

- and you learned a long time ago that he doesn’t need to hear it from your lips to know, your body spoke for you

- the knot in your belly was growing tighter

- you were so close, your cries letting him know

- gojou glances down at you, watching your tits bounce with each thrust as your face twisted in pleasure

- “aww y/n-chan, i wish you could see the faces you’re making”

- gojou grips a hand to your face, squishing your cheeks together hard

- “soo cute princess~” he coos mockingly, watching as your face scrunched up, eyes going watery and nose twitching

- you felt it right then, the small tickling sensation in your nose that had you breathing picking up

- mustering up all your strength, you pulled your face out of his palm and turned away

- before he could say anything cheeky, you were letting out sneeze, after sneeze, after sneeze, after sneeze-

- if gojou wasn’t so balls deep inside you he would of thought it was cute

- but no, your body tensed and jerked with each sneeze that it had you clenching so tight around his cock he couldn’t even move

- the loud whine and groan pulls you out of your sneezing frenzy as you watch gojou’s body shaking, all movement coming to a halt was he tilts his head back

- that’s when you felt it, rope after rope of his hot cum painting your walls

- followed by a loud, painful yelp coming from him as he pulls out swiftly, gripping the back of his thigh

- you sat up quickly but was forced back down from his body weight alone as you feel him go slack against you

- “saturo?” you tapped him but didn’t get a response for a few moments until he shot his head up

- “oh my god, i just came so hard i got a cramp and almost passed out!”

- you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at that as he pouts a little, hands rubbing up and down your sides

- “it wasn’t my fault you were squeezing my dick so tight I couldn’t stop myself”

- “am I hearing the great gojou saturo has no self control?”

- you were only teasing but he took that as a challenge as he gripped your legs, pulling them up and onto his shoulders, his dripping tip rubbing against your folds

- “gojou wait, i need to-need to clean my nose!!”

- he waste no time and pushes his length back inside you, ready to punish you for thinking he was weak

- “leave it, you look cute with a runny nose anyways princess~”

- your face was covered in tears, snot, and his cum by the time he was down with you

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megumi fushiguro

“cumming way to fast” + “that time he accidentally got it in your eye”

- being a sorcerer was stressful asf

- he was exhausted literally all the time and getting injured left him bed bond for most days

- megumi barely had time to even relax

- but that’s what you were there for

- your weren’t one to brag or anything but you thought you were good at sex

- and megumi always made sure to tell you just how good you felt

- weather it’s your pussy squeezing him or the tight feeling of your throat wrapped around his throbbing length

- so to say that you felt a wee bit cocky the first time he came just seconds after bottoming out of you would be an understatement

- but you made sure to comfort him when you notice the pout and frustrated look on his face

- “that’ll never happen again” he mumbled out before cleaning you up

- but it does happen again

- about three more times actually

- and every time he grew more and more pissed at himself

- he was stressed! you knew that so you didn’t knock him if you didn’t finish

- you would tell him that it was ok

- “these kind of things happen gumi’”

- “you’re working yourself too hard baby :/“

- “let me help you relax, pls”

- expect he was never relaxed after cumming so quick inside you

- honestly, you were surprised that he could still get it up from all the stress he carries around

- finally done with finishing first every time, megumi made it his mission to get you right

- which is why he was kneeling between your legs, skirt lifted up with your panties stretched and pulled to the side as he feast on your cunt

- and you were a mess because it has been awhile since you got off and only megumi could make you see stars

- he had you spread wide for him, licking and sucking on your swollen clit that had you moaning just for him

- “ahh megumi please~” you don’t even know what your begging for but he does

- thick fingers thrusting in and out you had you gripping the sheets while your thighs tremble

- tale tale sign that you’re about to cum so he takes his fingers from out of you

- before you could whine at the loss, he’s soon thrusting his tongue inside your weeping pussy, ready to catch everything you give him

- “gumi i-im gonna cum for you!”

- “do it, cum for me kitten, cum right on my tongue”

- your body shook as you cum around the stiff muscle of his tongue, thigh squeezing around his head as you grip and pull on his hair hard

- he lets you come down, pressing kisses along your thighs before he stands up, stripping himself out of his clothes

- switching spots, you kiss along his stomach before reaching for his throbbing cock

- giving small licks against the tip to catch his precum dripping as he groans

- your mouth waters and you don’t wait a second longer before you took him in your mouth

- bobbing your head up and down, moaning when you feel him thrusting slowly in your mouth to match your rhythm

- you were just getting started when your eyes meet his right as you take him to the back of his throat

- big mistake

- the hand that has a grip your hair grows tight as he cums down your throat with a loud groan

- it caught you off guard and you didn’t have much time to prepare for his large load

- you pull off his length with a cough, he’s cum dripping from your lips as his load finishes on your face

- megumi hearing you gasping loudly brings him back to earth when he sees your head slight bent with one of your eyes squeezed shut

- “y/n?” calls as you hiss, shooting him a small glare is when he sees why

- “your cum got in my eye megumi.”

- “i-im sorry ba-“

- “dont just stare get me a towel!!”

- after cleaning you up and feeding you, megumi laid on top of you as you cuddle him closer

- he apologized more than enough you’re gonna have to give him kisses to settle him down

- “it’s ok honey, i still thought it was hot.”

- megumi could only groan, pouting as he watch you grin

- “you could say that i didn’t see it coming, huh huh?”

- megumi groaned once more as he buries his face into your neck

- yeah he definitely wasn’t going to let that happen again

————————————————————————————————————————itadori yuuji

“that time it was your first time” + “was that a mouth on the side of his cheek?”

- bby boi

- you can’t really say what sex is truly like with yuuji

- since you’ve never had it with him because you were a virgin

- and he was fine with that, he’ll wait for as long as you liked

- the first time it almost happened was back in him dorm during his 3rd year

- you both talked about it and agreed to have your first time be together so a week later, yuuji had the perfect night planned for you

- he really pulled out all the stops

- we’re talking warm scented candles, rose petals, soft music playing in the background and your favorite take out

- it was actually really romantic ngl

- after dessert you found yourself laying back on his bed, making out with such passion it left you feeling buzzed

- everything was slow, both your movements gentle when taking off each other clothes

- giggling and kissing the nerves away

- yuuji reached for you bra, getting it undone with easy

- his eyes in your body from your breast down to your thighs rubbing together, pretty pink panties covering center

- “you’re so beautiful baby” he whispers

- it was moment were you took each other in before you reached for his hand, bringing it up to where you wanted him to touch you first

- your eyes closing shut once you feel his warm hand squeezing and caressing your breast, gasping softly when you feel his thumb brushing over your nipple

- his lips leaving yours before kissing down to your neck had you feel needy

- the room filling with sounds of your pleasing sighs and his heavy breathing

- all of it cut short by the sound of a low rugged voice

- “what are you waiting for? just fuck her already”

- your eyes shot open and you couldn’t stop the loud scream from your lips

- because why the fuck was there a mouth on his cheek and an eye under his eye??!?

- once you pulled the sheets over your naked body did yuuji realize what had happened

- he slaps a hand over his cheek so hard he knocked himself out of bed

- ok so maybe he didn’t tell you everything about why he was at the academy and in hindsight, he probably should of told you everything before he had you naked

- after calming you down and getting a ice pack does he tell you about how he ate an ancient cursed finger and now there is a very powerful curse living inside of him

- it was definitely hard for you to wrap your head around this information because you weren’t a sorcerer, you didnt see demons or cursed things or even knew about those kind of things

- so yeah, you were a bit freaked out, a little upset and needed sometime to think so you left

- yuuji understood and gave you as much time as you needed but he was literally dying on the inside without his baby

- he was mopey, quiet, and just overall sad to be around because he missed you so much

- finally after a few days you reached out and invited him over to your place

- tear was shed and yuuji apologizing profusely

- “im sorry y/n i love you so much, i dont want to lose you”

- “you’re not going to lose me yuuji, i love you to much for that to happen just promise me no more secret mkay?”

- he agreed with a kiss that quickly turned heated and you were back in your room

- “he’s not going to..ya know?”

- yuuji quickly shutting it down because “nope, him and i have a deal, he won’t be coming out when it’s just us, i promise”

- that’s enough to put you at ease and soon enough, clothes were thrown off and you two were finally connected

- yuuji thrust were gentle, making it easier for you to get used to his size

- his fingers rubbing circles on your clit left your body shaking and your pussy clenching around him

- and when you both cum at the same time, you’re gripping and holding each other tight

- yeah he may have shedded a tear or two when he came it was just that good

- aftercare king where he cleans you up and cuddles, whispering ‘i love you’s and soft kisses

- “promise me you won’t die yuuji”

- there’s a pause before you feel his lips kiss your forehead

- “im not going anywhere baby, i love you”

- he promised no more secrets but right now he can’t tell you what will happen the day he finds that last finger

- but for now, he’s content with just holding you until then

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aoi todo

“that time you slapped him” + “he literally blew your back out”

- the time you’ve seen todo first time was shirtless

- you were terrified and turned on because what the fuck?

- no seriously, what the fu ck¿!

- dude is massive

- like was it even legal to be that massive?

- and when he dropped his pants for you the first time, you straight up walked out the room because there ain’t no way in hell

- “that thing is not going anywhere near my pussy”

- “please babygirl, just the tip?”

- it took a very, very long time before you even allowed that

- not even when your mouth watered or your pussy went purr

- his cock was just too big

- but after awhile you kinda got used to him once you realize all your insides were still in tact

- you’ve had some sex mishap, that was much was a given since this is todo we’re speak off

- you slapped the shit out of him one time when you heard him moan some idols name while he had his dick down your throat

- you didn’t let him touch you for almost a month

- he learned his lesson quick tho

- or that time he was fucking you standing up

- legs hanging over his broad shoulders while his hands held a tight grip on your ass bouncing you up and down on his thick cock

- you were three rounds in, body hot and covered in sweat

- the room filled with sounds of your moans, his deep grunts and the sickly wet squishing sound of your pussy

- todo was abusing your whole, having just made you squirt all over his cock had sent him into a frenzy, his pace picking up at a new speed

- until he took a step forward, his foot slipping out from under him, sending him falling back but he was quick enough to reach out to grip the dresser behind him

- but not quick enough to stop the stacks of manga from falling on top of you both

- one word to describe sex with this beefy man: passion

- everything he did in bed was always him trying to show just how much of a man he is and that only he could satisfy you

- whenever he was done with you, your limps were sore and achy

- it felt like you ran a marathon then swam six miles and back

- meanwhile he barely broke a sweat

- todo always made sure you were left spent and satisfied

- no matter when or where

- and he saw you bending over, getting a small peak of the underside of your perfect ass, he had to have you

- so that’s how you found yourself in a small closet, it could fit two people comfortably

- but todo made up at least three on his own so there was barely any room but that doesn’t stop him from fucking your ass

- you held your upper half up by gripping onto the shelve in front of you as his large hands grip and squeeze your plush ass

- “thats it babygirl, doing so good”

- it felt so good taking him like this, his heavy balls slapping against your soaked cunt while he pounds his throbbing length in and out your ass

- hands slapping each cheek before leaving you spread open to watch him fuck you

- “f-fuck so tight!” he thrust harder, pushing your body forward “you love when i fuck you with this big cock don’t you?”

- you move a hand back to try and slow his movement but he only grabs it and keeps his held to your back

- “too much d-daddy..s’ too big!”

- but he keeps going, grinning wildly when he heard that

- todo stretched you out good for him and it was still to much cock for you

- your cries and moans bounce off the walls, your grip on the shelf growing loose the faster he went

- he sends another hard spank against your ass before his fingers found your needy clit

- pinching and rubbing quick circles around the bud had you gushing

- “oh fuck yeah, you filthy girl cumming from getting your ass fucked? so dirty”

- your body shakes as you tongue rolls out your mouth, panting and whining like a bitch in heat

- “fucking needy, perfect girl just for me” he growls, his hips picking up speed as he chases his high

- “t-to..slow..down”

- you could barely get any words out, your brain slowly turning to mush as you become nothing but a toy for him to cum inside

- he was going feral, loving that he can turn you so dumb from just his cock alone

- the sound of wood cracking catches your attention before the shelf you’re gripping breaks, sending the front of your body forward down

- the scream you let out make todo halt all his movements, his big hands and large arms holds your middle to keep you up right as you start to sob

- “w-what’s wrong?”

- “can’t move…it hurts!!”

- white hot pain shoot through your back as you body goes stiff

- five hours later you’re being wheeled out the hospital with strict orders to not leave the bed

- you made todo swear not to tell anyone about this and swore on takada’s life that he wouldn’t tell

- but when yuuji comes to visit and ask what happened, here comes this big guy

- “it was my dick, my dick put her in a wheelchair brother!!”

- please slap him again sis

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[xoxo-teddybear]

The Silent Treatment - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: slight angst, slice of life, crack(ish?), fluff, cursing

Summary: Bakugou is very much....an asshole. A shithead. A professional dick if you will. And Y/N, being his girlfriend is very much aware of that. So when he takes it too far, she has to make sure he learns his lesson.

A/N: just a quick lil cute thing, totally not spelled check

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“Hey babe!” Bakugou said as he walked into the living room to find his girlfriend reading a book. He plopped down next to her and just relaxed in the feeling of the soft cushion. The little shit felt like messing with his girlfriend today.

Y/N had already been having a pissy day. After arguing with her boss, forgetting a few items back at the grocery store, and losing her new pair of headphones, she just wanted some peace with her cup of tea and a good book. Now, she has her loving boyfriend to comfort her as well. This day was surely taking a turn...right?

“Hi love, need something?” You asked calmly with the most melodic voice. Your voice. His favorite sound in the world. The sound of you just put a smile on his face which is a huge oxymoron to what this motherfucker is about to say.

“Nah, just wanted to talk to my princess,” he said while resting his head on your stomach, resting in between your legs and wrapping his arms around your waist. You awed at him but didn’t notice his little devil smile. “I had the best dream last night.”

“About what Suki?” You asked while petting his soft hair.

“You.”

“Awweee,”

“Yeahhh. You went mute for the day. Fucking paradise.” Once the words left his mouth you stilled your actions and felt your eye twitch in annoyance. Your hand on his head stilled and slightly tugged at it. In any other circumstance, Bakugou would’ve groaned at the tug (kinky bastard) but he was too busy chuckling into your tummy.

You exhaled roughly through your nose and pushed Bakugou off of you in a very polite way. He rolled onto his back onto the actual couch and watched as you crossed your legs, close your book, and pick up your tea mug.

“Hmph!” Was all that you “said” as you tilted your nose to the air and walked away. Bakugou just snickered as you left. He thought it was adorable when you were mad over tiny inconveniences and thought it was hot as fuck when you were yelling at him, but today, you won’t be doing neither.

—

About 30 minutes had passed and Bakugou had awoken from his nap on the couch. He fell asleep after you walked away but now missed your touch. He sat up, stretched, and went to find you. He walked around the house until he spotted you relaxing in the jacuzzi in the backyard. He grinned at your relaxed look and went to change.

A few minutes later Bakugou had came out to join you in the hot tub. Your eyes were shut as you relaxed in the bubbling water, and so Bakugou was able to get in without being seen. He relaxed into the water as he scooted closer to you, eventually grabbing a hold of your waist.

“Hi baby,” he said as he attempted to place you in his lap but you looked at him with an unimpressed look as you scooted away. “Y/N?”

You grabbed your towel and stepped out of the tub. You wrapped yourself in the cloth as you walked back into the house, completely ignoring Bakugou as he spoke to you.

“Wha- you’re just gonna leave? I just got in with you,” he pouted. He opted to stay in the nice warm water for a bit but once you closed the door he groaned and sunk deeper into the water. He let the water go just above his mouth and right below his nose as he blew bubbles into the tub out of annoyance.

‘The fuck is up with her?’ He thought to himself.

—

Time passed and Bakugou came out the tub. He went back to his room to change into some gray sweats and a black long sleeve (and yes he pulled the sleeves up a bit because he knew you found it attractive and if y’all don’t, well I do).

He walked into the kitchen and spotted you seemingly eating dinner. He noticed a plate for him but kind of frowned at the fact that you didn’t wait for him. He saw you placed the plate on the other side of the island, far away from you, and so he pulled the plate over and took the seat next to you.

“Hey, princess? You gonna tell me what’s wrong?” He asked but you said nothing as you just ate in silence. “Silent treatment huh?” No words.

“Baby, is this about what I said? I was only kidding Y/N,” he said as he tried to wrap his arm around your waist but you pushed it off and he groaned. “Fine. Be that way, you’ll get over it. Come talk to me when you’re done acting like a brat.”

Bakugou just grunted as he ate his dinner in silence right next to you. You finished before him and walked away after you washed your dish and this time it was Bakugou who snubbed his nose in the air at you. If it was the silent treatment that you were gonna give then it was the silent treatment that you were gonna get....sorta.

—

“BABYYYY PLEASSEEEEE!!” He whined while poking at your leg. You were currently in your home office typing away at your computer doing work when Bakugou came in about 25 minutes after he finished his dinner. He couldn’t help himself. He missed you.

You continued to ignore Bakugou as he poked and shook you for attention. You gave him nothing all day and he was getting close to his limit. Please believe he wasn’t getting shit after that brat comment.

“Princessss, c’mon! It was a joke baby, let’s go to sleep, yeah?” He begged. You looked at him with a bored expression and saw his smile as you finally gave him something. You turned back to face your computer and his smile dropped again and was replaced with a scowl. “Y/N, I was just messing with you. I love the sound of your voice and I love you. So quit ignoring me and come give me love!” He demanded.

When he noticed you weren’t budging, he stood from his seat and pinched the bridge of his nose as he mentally counted.

‘1....2...3,’

He gave in and forcefully turned your chair and threw you over his shoulder. You didn’t speak to him but you squirmed and shook trying to get out of his grasp.

“Aye, aye,” he smacked your ass to get you to stop, “quit it. I’m tired, and I want sleep, and we both know I don’t sleep unless my teddy bear is with me, so shush.”

You looked at him when he told you to “shush.” As if you hadn’t been doing that all day. He just squinted his eyes as he knew what you were thinking. “You know what I mean shitty woman!”

Bakugou stormed into your shared bedroom and dropped you onto the mattress. You didn’t even try to run away. You had decided that, yes, you are indeed tired but you refused to give a certain blonde any attention. You stretched on the bed and Bakugou was in awe of your cute state but quickly snapped out of his trance when you turned on your side and gave him your back.

Bakugou got into bed along side you and scooted closer. He pressed himself against your back but once he made contact, you scooted farther away. And so, he scooted himself closer again but just like before, you scooted away. This went on about 2 more times before you scooted and fell off the bed.

“Y/N? You okay, love?” He asked as he looked down at you. You popped up from the floor, on your knees and grumbled to yourself as you vented quietly. You stood up and continued ranting as you tried to walk away to sleep on the couch but before you could get away from the king sized bed, Bakugou grabbed your wrist and pulled you on top of him. “Ignore me all you want but I’m not sleeping without my cuddles.”

You sighed as you gave in. You allowed him to hold you but you refused to speak. Bakugou rubbed circles onto your back as he inhaled your scent but he missed the sound of your voice. The sweet sound that was something similar to honey.

“Baby...I’m sorry.”

You looked at him when he apologized and raised your brow. A verbal, genuine, apology from Katsuki Bakugou? This you’ve gotta see.

“I know I shouldn’t have said that to you and even if I was only kidding......it was pretty fucking mean. ..But I hope you know I love the sound of your damn voice. I love you, dumbass. And I would never ask you to stay silent because....*sigh* ‘cuz your voice, you talking to me, you being with me, and just you in general keeps me sane. So I’m sorry. Okay? And I love you..” he said with a growing blush as he stared at you with a flustered face.

You smiled and went up to peck his lips and then give him a loving kiss. He jumped at the sudden contact but quickly melted into the kiss. He smiled as he finally got to revel in the sweet intimate moments like this. The sweet moments he’s been missing all day.

“I love you too Suki.” Oh how he craved to hear your voice. He loved the sweet sound and missed your loving tone. He pulled you in closer and just held you tight. He doesn’t plan on letting go.

“I’m so sorry. I will never make you upset like that ever again.” He bargained but you only shook your head.

“Katsuki, I was just messing with you today. I had an annoying day and that little joke just sent me over the edge but you know I never take your mean quips to heart. You’re rough around the edges but that’s just who you are and I don’t mind it. I love everything about you, even if you’re a jerk sometimes,” you teased and flicked at his nose. You giggled as he whined and tried to soothe the spot you hit. “You don’t have to censor yourself around me. Okay?”

Bakugou smiled even more. He loves you so damn much. Not only did you know he was just a little abrasive, but you accepted him for all his brunt behavior. You truly did love him. “Thanks princess,”

He sealed the deal with a sweet kiss to your temple as you giggled at the warm feeling of his soft lips. He pulled you down to his chest as you both cuddled up for the night. You sleeping is the only time Bakugou will ever be okay with you being silent. But never again will he ever allow himself to get the silent treatment.

A/N: Guys, I’m so sorry. I’ve been in such a slump and I feel like im reaching a writers block. It’s not even like I don’t have any ideas, I do! And I even have multiple unfinished pieces in my drafts but I just don’t have any motivation to finish :( sorry Cubs, don’t worry, I’ll try my best to finish them as quick as I can. Idk, should I take a break?

I’m already in the middle of a story and I don’t wanna leave those who are reading on a cliffhanger.

[spikesbimbo]

Maneater

♢ make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love.

Paring: timeskip,sugar daddy!yaku x f!reader

Tags: established relationship, sugar baby!reader, overstim, face riding, squirting, anal play (fingering) , nipple play,  spanking, pussyjob

wc: 1.7k

a/n: italics is him speaking russian

♢ ♢  for the ditsy ‘n diamonds collab.!

18+ minors dni

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“C’mere pretty girl, lemme see.” He said, leaning back onto the bed frame. Arms spread out waiting for you to walk out of your closet, eyes focused on the view of his penthouse while he waited. Time ticking by slowly on his watch as he grew more impatient by the second.

“Like this, daddy?” Your voice breaking him out of his trance, head turning to see you. Eyes instantly locking on your figure, body clad in pretty silk as you made your way towards him. Twirling as you bent over, hands already reaching for your ass. 

“Yeah….fuck.” Licking his dry lips, mouth being embarrassingly open the whole time. Having no shame, eyeing up your pretty little cunt, so soft and wet for him. 

Hes been so good to you; buttering you up, happy girls fuck better. Doesn't like seeing his baby all sad and mopey so he gives you his card and tells you to go wild with it. Coming back home, clinging onto his arm as he walked you to his car, the chilling wind not bothering you with his coat resting on your shoulders.

 Grabbing your ring covered hand in his, resting on your thigh, making no effort to reach further but you still felt your nerves rise. Pretty little pussy all wet from getting so excited. Showing him off the new clothes you got, putting on a little runway show for him. Cunt peeking out from that tiny dress he bought you, no panties as usual.. 

“Want me to kiss it better, baby?” His gentle words tingling into your ear, hands sneaking there way up your dress. “Want daddy to eat that little cunt until you can't think anymore? Just ask, sweetheart. C’mon, beg.” His hands trailing up your thighs as you stood over him, chin resting on your stomach as he looked up at you, feeling your squirm in his touch. Nervously smiling as you tried your hardest to speak under his gaze.

“Y-yes please, yaku.”

“You want it that bad, sweetheart? He asked, running the tip of his fingers over you slit, letting out a mumbled squeal as you stumbled into him. Pulling you onto his lap, thighs resting around his as you led his hands all over you, not being able to resist the little moan escaping your mouth as he adjusted his knee. Grin widening as you hid your face into his collar.

“Mhmm.” you whined, curling your hands into him, newly done nails leaving imprints behind as your tennis bracelets dangled onto his chest.

Leaning back onto the bed as he dragged you with him, straddling his hips as he lifted your tiny little dress above your head, tossing it the side, seeing the mess you were already making on his pants. “Fuck, you’re so wet. That all for me?

Sheepishly nodding, head face his chest as his gaze never left you, hands resting on the top of your thighs. “C’mere baby, want you to sit that little cunt on my face.”

“W-wha-” His words throwing you off guard, the way he could say that so shamelessly making your thighs clench together.

“Don't make me spank your pretty ass of yours until you're a crying mess again.” His impatience rising once more, dragging you up there. Body not resisting as his breath was blowing on your clit, whimpers leaving your mouth as you jerked in his hold.  

“Such a baby, desperate for my attention but you don't even know how to act when you get it. I don't have to take days off for you, but I do. You're such a spoiled little thing, aren't you princess?”

“N-no, no im not!” Eyes stinging with tears as you embarrassingly got wetter.

“Really?” he mumbled into your clit, his ring covered working its way up your thigh, the tingling sensation the cold making you shiver. “Because you sure act like one.” His fingers teasing at your entrance as you were already sobbing, soft lips kissing your needy cunt. Hands gripping onto the headboard, supporting your trembling body.

Cries leaving your mouth as his groans were not helping, the vibrations along with the feeling of feeling full, but not full enough had you growing greedy. A squeal escaping your lips as his middle finger made its way into your ass, shoving his finger all the way in until his knuckles were pressed against your flesh, curling into you ruthlessly, shaking hand moving down to grip his hair. “ya-” 

Feeling his smile under you, shameless grinding on his face, cilt rubbing between his nose and lips as you desperately tried to get yourself off. “y-yak-, daddy. m’gonna -cum”

His fingers fucking into both of your holes, thrusting into you so hard your body is moving with them. His other hand grabbing you tits, pinching your nipples while his mouth was abusing your clit. Head falling back, eyes rolling with it, incoherent words coming out as your body froze, hands still moving as your body twitched. Losing sight and all other senses for a few seconds, only feeling yourself fall into him, chest resting on his head.

“Fuck pretty girl, you just came all over me.” He groaned, eyes lingering on your fucked out body. “Such a messy little girl, sweetheart.” 

“Want more, want you daddy, please” you croaked out into his ear.

“You want daddy’s cock that badly, baby?”

“Yeah…” You whimpered, voice all soft and sweet now. Mind foggy with lust as you gripped onto him.  “Please yaku.”

He flipped you over, body being compliant with him as he pushed your knees to your chest, pulling his boxers down enough to free his cock. Eyes trying their best to stay open while he used his hand to stoke it a few times, standing straight up against his stomach. 

Sliding his hands up along your sides, thumbs grazing over your nipples grabbing the soft flesh in his hands, bringing his lips down to them. Placing kisses all over, tongue wrapping around your nipple, your dainty gold necklace getting caught up in his mouth, teeth gently tugging on both of them. A line of spit breaking as he pulled away. Keening at the sensation, heavy weight resting on your stomach as you felt his cock grow against you. 

Sliding his length along your soaked cunt, the wetness making it glisten, the tip nudging your clit and teasingly tapping your hole with every thrust. His hand lifting up your thighs, pulling you closer to him, hearing your whines as you shamelessly rutted your hips into his. 

“Aww, baby…  you gonna cum just from that,?” Shaking your head fastly, words not coming out quick enough as your hands grabbed onto his.

 “Feeling empty?” As if he read your mind, not surprising you in the slightest. “You need daddy to take care of you in every way don't you, hm?” He said angling his cock down and shoving the tip into your cunt, barely fitting inside.

Your body convulsing at just the touch, pure need overtaking you as you shoved yourself the rest of the way down his cock. A cry of pain and pleasure leaving your mouth as you felt his hand slap against your thighs. 

“Though you said you were gonna be a good girl. I was gonna take my time with you, but I guess not anymore….Gonna make them tears fall pretty again.”

His hands gripping you tighter as he started thrusting into you, already sounding so lewd. You moans roaming around the room, wet slapping sounds getting him harder as your back arched. Blood rushing to your head, trying to find the orgasm that was so close. Shuddering as his pace got relentless, quickly sliding into and out of you, his tip barely being out before his balls slapped your ass. 

“D-da-”

“No, baby..” he groaned, trying to hold himself back. “Not until daddy says you can.”

Eyes watering as your muscles tightened up. Hands moving to his neck, sliding up to his hair. Knuckles going white as your grip didn't loosen, trying to catch your breath as he kept fucking the gasps out of you.

"Fuck-" You whimpered, trying to stay still as he rutted into you faster, fingernails matching your knuckles. "I- can’t daddy, i can't!" you choked out. Head falling back once again, vision going black.

 “d-daddy, please…” you whined, opening your eyes to catch his. Pretty little pout on your face as he moved his lips to yours. 

“What? You gonna cum, baby?” His hot breath whispered into your mouth..

“B-but you said…” You sobbed, tears making your mascara run all over the place. “Please yaku, need it... need to c-ah, cum…”

“Be a good girl, and cum for me baby.” Your hesitantness easily caught by him, the look of worry in your eyes, not fully understand if what you heard was right.

His hand grabbing your jaw, turning your head to make you look at him. “Cum”

Back arching at the words, the same feeling all over again.. His thrusts not stopping, hips still slamming into yours. The feeling of overstimulation making you shake and cry, rocking back and forth until he can feel the wet heat dripping between you two. 

Finally pulling back as your body was limp under his, flipping you over again now resting on his chest. Leaning against the bed frame as you curled up into him, still looking unpleased after he made you cum for the 3rd time.

“Why are you still pouting, hm?”

“I- im not.” You said trying to hide your face, lips puckering up more.

His gaze on your made you ease up, looking into his eyes, heat rising into your face as you opened your mouth. “You pulled out ...“

“Oh my god, baby.” He said pulling you towards him, pushing back slightly. “Stop, daddy.” You said, trying to assert yourself, looking like the prettiest mess he's ever seen in his life. “You know how I feel.”  

He looked down into your sad, pleading eyes feeling his lips pull up in  smirk, dick already growing hard again at the thought. Fuck you were so cute. Leaning down into your ear, voice hot and raspy as he muttered out.

“Okay, princess. I’ll give you what you want, but…. you have to do something for me first.”

[rezzyromance]

can i request a heisenburg x reader where they take a shower together and it starts getting freaky B) idk if im aloud to add kinks but maybe praise :D

This one was written from the heart.

(CW: Sex +18)

Once again, I've written this story with a gender neutral reader until it gets to the sexual part. I am not experienced in writing any sexual scenarios for gender neutral people or people with penises. I'm very sorry for this and hope you enjoy the story anyway. "I'm not going to ask again, Karl. Will you please take a shower?" You've been pushing Karl for the last 30 minutes to take a shower. It had been so long since he took a break from his work to actually take care of himself. It worried you, so you'd often try to take care of him here and there without getting on his nerves. But now, he's being relentless and stubborn. "For the last time, (Y/N) I don't have time to shower." His tone was aggressive as he refused to look away from his work to face you. "When's the last time you change your clothes? You sweat so much during some of the shit you do to these robots, or whatever they are." "It'll all just get dirty again, so what's the point of cleaning anything?" His gross words made you shiver. You loved him, but the man had nearly no concept of personal hygiene sometimes. A small part of him did care a little bit. He didn't want you to see him as gross. He's never had someone who he's felt the need to impress or look good for until you came along. But still, his work mattered so much to him that he casted hygiene to the side more often than you'd both like to admit. "What if I joined you?" You ask. He froze in his place, nearly choking on his own tongue. But he was quick to regain his composure. He looked over at you from the chair he was sitting in. You couldn't tell due to him wearing his sunglasses, but his eyes were scanning every little detail of your face. "Well?" You cross your arms and stare at him waiting for a response. He inhaled through his nose and tried to cover his excitement with a false sense of aggravation. "Fine. As long as it gets you to shut up." He rises from his chair and you can't help but smile knowing you won the argument. "Leave your coat, hat, and gloves here. We'll clean those later." "Yeah yeah whatever." You excitedly make your way to the bathroom. You set the shower temperature to a comfortable level of heat. The room began to fill with steam. Karl stood against the wall with his arms crossed, still wanting to seem reluctant even though he already agreed to the shower. "Alright. Water's ready. Now strip." You demand with a cheeky smile. "You first." "Sorry, can't do that. I wanna make sure you actually get in the shower before I do so you can't run." This makes him roll his eyes. But, once he's done pouting he begins to remove his shirt. You do the same, hoping it will coax him into continuing. Once his shirt is off he throws it to the side and smiles once he notices you stripping as well. It doesn't take long for you both to be completely unclothed.

He pulls back the shower curtain and steps inside. "Ah! Son of a bitch! Why's the water so hot?!" he yells out and begins to twist the metal shower knobs with his powers. "I didn't make it THAT hot." You step inside and feel a shiver crawl up your skin. "Now it's too cold." You complain. "You are not making this easy, are you?" He turns the knob to warmer. As uncomfortable as it was for him before, he didn't want to hear you fuss more than you already were. "That's better." You smile and relax as the water covers your body.

You stood there for a while, just enjoying the feeling of the heat around you. For a second, you zoned out. The whole time he stood there staring at you. Seeing you so happy and at peace made his insides start to feel as hot as the water that bounced and ran down his skin. All of his own discomfort fled as he watching, lovingly, at the smile growing on your face. Your eyes began to flutter open and he quickly looked away, not wanting it to be obvious that he was staring. But, you could tell from his flushed face and wandering eyes that he had been watching you.

You had placed 2 wash clothes on the side of the tub. You bent over to grab them and again he can't help but stare. This time, his feelings are a little less innocent as he gazes upon your body in a position that drives his mind wild. "Here's a wash cloth." You rise up and turn to hand him one. His body was closer to yours than it was just a few seconds ago, but you didn't mind. "Thanks." His voice was rough and low, almost as if he spoke in a growl. You supply both rags with soap and begin to rub down your body as he does the same.

You sit back for a moment, not really putting in much effort into cleansing yourself as you were too distracted by the sight in front of you. The way his silver hair stretched and clung to his face as the water weighed it down drove you mad. The way the water trickles off his muscular arms and powerful body absolutely hypnotized you. "Having fun there, (Y/N)?" You look up from his chest to his eyes. "Sure am. And you?" You use the cloth that you were previously bathing yourself with and begin to rub across his chest. "I'm fine, but I can bathe myself." He jokes. "Are you sure about that? It looks like you missed a spot." You point to a random area on his chest. "What? Where?" He looks down to where you were pointing and you take the opportunity to place an unexpected kiss on his lips. The initial shock causes him to almost pull away at first, but he soon pushes into the kiss, making it more passionate.

Your back was now pushed against the wall as you both continued your heated kiss. He was first to slip in tongue and you followed, ignoring any drool that leaked from your mouth as it only blended in with the shower water. His hands were gripped tightly to your hips. He begins to bring his body closer to yours. You can feel something poking you before the rest of his body makes contact which causes you to smile against his lips.

You place a hand on his wet chest and slowly make your way lower and lower until you can feel the light scratchiness of his pubes. he nibbles lightly on your bottom lip, signaling for you to go even further. You follow through and reach down you grasp his hardened penis. He inhales sharply and you begin to rub it back and forth, teasing him with your soft touches. He grunted quietly and tightened his grip on your hips, digging his fingers in slightly. You whimper and wrap your fingers around his cock as you begin to jerk him off. "Fuck yeah. Just like that." He groans in your ear before placing scattered kisses on your neck. You use your free hand to reach up and tangle your fingers in his wet locks. He begins to bite down on the more tender spots on your soft neck, leaving marks all over.

After more and more stroking, he grabs your wrist and pulls it away from his crotch. "Do you want me?" He says in a husky voice directly into your ear. "Mhm." You try to not moan as you feel his hand rub down your stomach and making its way in between your legs. "Say it. Say you want me." He demands. "I want you." You gasp lightly as his fingers begin to play with you between your legs. Your knees come together and he uses one of his hands to move them apart. You wrap your arms around his neck, using him as support as your legs shake beneath you. His rough and calloused fingers toy with your clit, causing you to dig your nails into his back. This causes him to inhale through his gritted teeth, but he didn't mind.

After almost rubbing you to completion, he pulls away to torment you some more. You let out a dissatisfied groan as his hand pulls away. His smirk was as egotistical as ever. "What's wrong? You want a little more?" He places his hands on the wall with your body in-between them. He slowly began to bring his body closer to yours, trapping you against the wall. His hard dick was between your legs and resting eagerly against your pussy. He slowly rocked his body, moving his dick across your needy region. He stared into your eyes and watched the agitation grow stronger. "Having any regrets about this yet?" He holds in a chuckle. "No. But if you don't fuck me stupid then I might." "Is that an invitation?" He leans in more and places a hand on the side of your face, cupping it while his thumb played with your bottom lip. You open your mouth and lead the tip of his thumb in before slowly biting now. You didn't bite hard at all, just enough to make him pull his dick away from you and begin to position it for entry. "I'll take that as a yes, Buttercup."

With his thumb still in your mouth, he pushes the first few inches of his dick in. Your breath hitches and you accidentally bite down harder. "Bite any harder and I'll leave right now." He threatens. You immediately loosen your jaw and begin to suck lightly as he pushes more of himself into you. You moan and he pulls his thumb out but continues to hold your face in his hand as he slowly rocks his hips, giving you a little time to adjust. But, it was only a little bit of time. Once your body loosened a little bit he began to thrust. in and out, holding into your waist to keep you from slipping. The sound of wet skin slapping filled the room along with overwhelmed moans that you couldn't keep quiet.

A few grunts left his gritted teeth as he pounded into you relentlessly. "C'mere" He grabbed you by the arm and pulled you away from the wall and turned you so your back is facing him. He bends you over and places one of his hands underneath your stomach to provide you for support. You felt as his tip wandered around in between your legs before finding your vagina again. Once he filled you up with his dick again, he began to pound into you even harder. Both of his hands gripped tightly on each side of your waist as he pulled your entire body into him with each pound.

You felt like you could feel it in your stomach. His dick was harder than ever and you swore you could feel it throbbing and twitching inside of you. Your vision was blurred from the sheer amount of overwhelming pleasure so you closed your eyes. Your moans had become quiet little whimpers that were pushed out of you with each thrust. You feel his hand make its way through your hair as he grips a handful of it and pulls your head back slightly. "Fuck yes (Y/N).." He moans as your body limply swings against his pounding. You could feel a burning feeling growing between your legs. Your climax was near and you wanted so badly to finish. He could tell by the way your legs were trembling that you were close.

He reaches one of his hands between your legs and feels for the clit as he continued to slam into you. A loud moan escaping from your lips helped him navigate to eventually finding your sweet spot. So now he was drilling into you while also destroying your clit. You shut your eyes tight and let loose all of the swears, grunts, and moans you were holding back. His climax was approaching as well. You could hear him grunting and swearing louder and louder, occasionally saying your name. "Karl! Karl I'm gonna cum!" You cry out. He doesn't change his pace until he feels you release onto him. Your body goes completely limp as your vagina floods with your orgasm. You couldn't feel your body and your brain felt foggy.

He still had an orgasm to reach, though. So, he pulled out and made sure to keep a tight grip on you to make sure you don't collapse. You followed the motion of his movements as he turned you around and put his lips to yours as he stroked his cock. The kiss was messy, but loving. He stopped jerking himself off and grabbed you by the waist again. "Wrap your legs around me." He says. You nod, too dazed to give a verbal response. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. You also wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head against him as he sticks his dick in you again. You give no protest and close your eyes as he pounds in and out into your comfortable body that engulfed him. While you were quiet, he could still hear you moaning under your breath. He bounced your body up and down, kissing you over and over again. Once he knew his orgasm was rising, he pulled you off and came, letting it drip down his shaft and onto the wet shower floor. You were both breathless but gained a sense of comfort from feeling each others chests rise and fall.

"So," He spoke in between small gasps. "I might need to shower with you more often." You laughed softly into his shoulder, too tired to give any real reaction. He twisted the knob to the shower off with his powers. His hands never left your body as he held you against him. "Here. Sit." He sits you down on the side of the tub and grabs a towel. He softly began to rub your wet hair, attempting to dry it while you rested. You stared into his eyes as he did so. They had their usual sharpness to them, but something about him in this moment was so much more tender than his usual self. You didn't complain though. When he was done, you took the towel from him and returned the favor by drying his hair. He closed his eyes and relaxed against your gentle touch. Once you finished, you placed a kiss on his nose that immediately created a smile on his face.

"How about we go relax a little more before I get back to work." He offers. "I'd like that." You respond quietly. He wraps a towel around his waist and then wraps a towel around you before picking you up bridal style and carrying you back to the bedroom. There, you both curled up against each other and fell asleep.

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NSFW Tag Game

Roleplay in the boudoir isn't strange. Some of your partners even get costumes. Of course, some of those costumes see more use than others. Now you can't help but get at least a little horny whenever you see someone dressed like that. Who was it that forever changed how you see these ones?

How it works:

Go to “Random.org”.

Click on “Lists & More” and then “Lists Randomised”.

Enter the names of 18+ people/characters.

Use the first 8 to find out who really loves these outfits.

Tagged by @nsfwporty ; idk who to tag sooo if u see this and wanna do it go for it !

A/N: i added another category so I could get all 9 Twice members in lol I hope that’s okay. I also did the same sort of thing as @sinswithpleasure with the lil scenarios jumping between real life and purely roleplaying situations :) also sorry its so long and may sound repetitive.. I haven’t done something like this before TT

Police Officer - Nayeon

“You have the right to remain silent,” Officer Im Nayeon said, as she handcuffed you to the chair. “I already told you everything I know. I don’t know where she went, she knocked me out, took my car and left.” Nayeon slammed her fists on the metal table. She thought for a moment before saying, “Maybe there’s a way to get something we both want. I’ve been seeing you eyeing me ever since I walked in here.” You were confused as to why she’d bring that up, but you couldn’t help it, with a body like that and who doesn’t love a woman in uniform.She stepped out of the room for a moment and came back in with a totally different mood. Nayeon pushed your chair back and lowered herself onto her knees, unzipping your pants and pulling out your cock. Officer Im started to slowly stroke your length with her long, slender fingers, bringing it to stand at full attention. Your wrists were handcuffed behind you and the metal dug into your skin at her touch. Soon she brought her mouth to your tip and began furiously devouring your length. 

You watched and moaned as your rod moved in and out of Officer. Im’s wet mouth, “Fuck I need more, Officer.” Your attempt to jerk your hips in tandem with her movements failed when Nayeon completely removed her mouth from you. “You know, you’re not half bad looking and you have a nice big cock. But you’re gonna have to do better than that if you wanna cum. ” She stood up, picked the small handcuff keys from her pocket, jingled them in your face, and walked towards the door laughing to herself. “OK wait! Before she left she may have mentioned a possible place or two she was heading to.” Officer Im stopped with her hand on the doorknob and spun around. “Now, we’re getting somewhere.. Tell me where she is and you’ll be released.. In more ways than one.” She said, returning to the spot on her knees in front of you. She started deep throating you fast, you were impressed at her skills and also a little worried about who could have been watching from the one-way glass, but that soon left your mind when you felt yourself nearing your edge. Nayeon’s tight throat closed around your length and with a few more bobs of her head you were seeing white “Oh fuck! She’s at her old dorm, Officer” You moaned loudly, releasing yourself and painting her throat. After swallowing your load Officer Im stood up, took off your handcuffs, said thank you and left the room without any other word.

Doctor/Nurse - Momo

You’d been sick for about a week with a little head cold and your girlfriend, Momo, was doing all that she could to take care of you, practically acting like your personal nurse. Finally feeling better, you were relaxing in bed when you heard a knock on the door before Momo, dressed in a makeshift nurses outfit strutted in. “It looks like my little Y/N is feeling better! Would you like a lollipop for being such a good patient for Nurse Momo?” You both laughed.‘“No, but I can think of something sweeter that I want right now.”

 “And what would that be?”“I need the nurses special medicine to make me feel even better” You said smirking. Momo knew exactly what you meant before walking over to the bed hiking up her skirt and taking a seat on your face. Instantly you licked up her slit and gathered all of her nectar on your tongue. Momo always tasted so sweet. You ate her out, tongue fucking her and she planted her hands on your chest before grinding down on your face. She was a moaning mess and reached down with one hand slipping it under your sweats and began stroking your cock fast. You were both nearing your edge and with a few more licks and sucks at her clit she released her juices all over your face, at the same time you let go and let yourself erupt all over her hand and your stomach. “Maybe you should be sick more and I could be a nurse more often.”

 Maid/Butler - Tzuyu

“Your dinner is ready, Sir”, “Thank you Ms. Chou.” 

You sat at the small dining table looking out at the nighttime Seoul skyline from your apartment. Both you and Tzuyu liked the idea of one day living a lavish, wealthy lifestyle, and some nights you decided to roleplay around that idea. Tzuyu stood next to you in a classic maids outfit. “Ms. Chou, actually I think I’d like to start with dessert.” “And what would you like, sir?” You quickly got up from your seat and grabbed her waist pulling her in for a passionate kiss. “You” 

Without wasting any time you picked her up and sat her onto the dining table with her long legs, hanging over the edge. You licked your lips as you pulled off Tzuyu’s panties, like unwrapping a piece of candy. Making your way to her center, you planted kisses up her thighs and pushed her skirt up. “Your desert is ready and waiting, Sir” she said, breathily.

You instantly tore into the delicacy before you, hooking your arms under her legs and around her hips to pull her body closer to you. Tzuyu was always sweet, but in her maid fit, she seemed even sweeter. It was like eating the finest fruit tart from a Michelin star restaurant. “Ms. Chou you taste so good” You say between licks. You sucked at her clit and lapped up her juices. She moaned and grabbed handfuls of your hair, pulling your head further into her. You began tongue fucking her, “Oh Sir, right there, that feels so good oh f-fuck im gonna cum, Sir” Within seconds of sucking and licking she squirted all over your face. You drank up as much as you could, some dripping from your chin when she finally released your head from her thighs. “Mmm, Ms. Chou, you’re the best desert on the menu.”

Fairytale Character - Sana

Sana was always a fan of playing dress up, especially in the bedroom. She came out of the bathroom in a short, tight green skirt with a purple bikini top on, her red-orange hair completing the look. “It looks like Ariel finally got her legs” You laughed. “Now all I need is my Prince Eric for a true love's kiss” She said, smiling and sauntering over to you. Sana blew you a kiss and you playfully acted along catching it and putting it to your lips. “Come here, then Ariel, I can give you a lot more than a true love’s kiss.”  You pulled her in for a kiss as she sat on top of you. Your lips danced together while your tongues fought a fierce battle.

Before you knew it clothes were off, and Sana was on top of you bouncing up and down on your cock. The sound of skin slapping skin rang out through your room. Your cock slid in and out of her hole easily, it was practically drowning with how wet she was. “Oh fuck, I’m so close princess” You groaned, your swollen length pulsating inside of her. “Me too!” she said bouncing harder and faster, your hips matching her rhythm.

Suddenly Sana leaned forward, “I want my true love to kiss me while I cum all over his big cock” The second she said that and her perfect lips met yours, you both reached your edges, moaning into each other's mouths and riding out your orgasms. 

CEO/Boss - Jihyo

Being the CEO’s secretary had its perks, sure the rest of the office made fun of you for practically being Park Jihyo’s pet, being at her every beck and call, but there was a damn good reason for it. Park Jihyo wasn’t known for just being a great boss, but with a body and a mind like hers, anyone would gladly take the same position as you. It was a Friday night and you were both staying late to finish preparing for a board meeting next Monday. “Do you have all the copies ready Y/N?” “Yes, they’re all on the conference table, the bottles of water and pens are also ready.”

“Always one step ahead, that’s what I love about you.” You had to admit you’d be lying if you said you’d never fantasized about taking your boss, especially when she showed up looking the way she did. Jihyo sat at her desk chair and swing her feet onto the desk, “Ugh this week has been so stressful, thank God we have a weekend coming up”

“Ma’am.. I hate to remind you, but you have a schedule for both days of that said weekend”, “Fuck… I can’t even have a moment to relax or get a massage.. I don’t remember the last time I had one.” You don’t know where your confidence came from but you sprung out of your seat and stood next to her, “I think I could help with that, boss” You said, snaking your hands onto her shoulders. Jihyo seemed to relax under your touch as you rubbed your fingers into her tight muscles, “Oh yeah that’s good, right there” She said, practically moaning, as you kneaded a knot in her shoulder. You could feel the warmth build up in your groin as your member came to life hearing her. “Fuck it.” it was like you blinked and there you were standing behind your boss who was laid against her own desk, her jacket and bra discarded, her pants and underwear pulled down to her ankles and her heels still on. Similarly your shirt was also gone and your pants were pulled down, your thick cock running between your bosses ass cheeks. “Don’t just stand there, Y/N, fuck me already.” “Yes, ma’am” you said, plunging yourself into her warm depths, she was suffocatingly tight and wet. You took a few slow thrusts at first then, “Harder, you little shit. I’m not paying you overtime if you aren’t putting in the work.” You’ve never seen Jihyo like this, but quite frankly you liked it. Both of you were relieving built up stress and you were happily pounding into her. You pulled her hair so her back was flat against your chest and you ran your hand around to grab at her tits. Massaging her tit and pinching at her nipple drove her over the edge and you had to hold her up as her legs buckled. Jihyo’s pussy pulsated and you erupted inside of your boss, her walls milking your worn out cock. The two of you fell onto the desk, “Shit, boss that felt so fucking good.” “It looks like we might have to do this more often, baby.”

Devil/Angel - Dahyun

It was Halloween, you and your girlfriend, Dahyun, were at a friend's party. She insisted you dress up in a couples costume, but didn’t plan on looking for one until the very last minute, of course the only one left at the story was the devil and angel. Dahyun kept bumping her wings into everyone while you both danced but you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her. The white dress fit her well and there was something about the whole getup with you as a devil and her as an angel that was slowly turning you on. You grabbed her hand and brought her to the bathroom and lifted her onto the sink. She was about to take off the wings and halo, but you stopped her. “Keep them on. I wanna fuck my little angel.” Dahyun moaned at your words as you pierced her to the hilt with your length. “Oh God, yes” She moaned, throwing her head back and wrapping her creamy legs around your waist. Her heavenly pussy squeezed against your cock, her arms around your neck and gripping onto the plastic horns that adorned your head. The whole situation was sinful even if only halloween costumes. An angel being fucked by the devil, red and white flashes of movements, sounds of skin slapping skin. Dahyun was usually a conservative and quiet girl when it came to sex, but it seemed this situation also had a major effect on her. She was a moaning, mewling mess underneath you while you pounded into her. “I’m gonna.. Gonna cum” barely a whisper in your ear. “Cum for me, angel.” Dahyun’s body shook and convulsed with pleasure as she reached her peak. You held on to her and slowed your thrusts as she rode out her orgasm on your cock. You were close too and Dahyun knew it. She recovered and hopped off the sink, getting on her knees in front of you. She pumped your cock mercilessly, twisting and gripping it, massaging your aching balls until you erupted and painted her face. Spurts of cum shot out and marked her angelic face.

Athlete Coach - Mina

It was a normal day at the gym for you, you were a seasoned gymnast and had daily practices in prep for the Olympic Qualifiers coming up. When you got into the gym there was a group of girls also “practicing?” Although it wasn’t normal gymnastics, but rhythmic gymnastics. Gymnastics that also involved hoops, balls, and dance. You didn’t think much of it and went to the uneven bars to warm up. You lifted yourself up and from the peak of your pull up, someone caught your eye. The main dancer, it seemed, was standing in the middle of the other girls. She was wearing a black shimmery outfit demonstrating some move with the hoop above her head. She was elegant and seemed to know exactly what she was doing with every move of her body. After your practice you went over to find her. She was practicing alone in one of the dance rooms, “Hi, I’m Y/N I’m one of the gymnasts here, I haven’t seen you here before.. But your routine was really good!” 

She shyly smiled and looked back at you, “Hi Y/N, my name is Mina, Myoi Mina. I’m actually a ballet dancer, but the girls asked for my advice on their routine so I’ve been helping them prepare for the tournament. I’m glad you like it. I liked your routine as well, you sure know how to catch a girl's attention with all of those flips and such.” You laughed nervously, thinking maybe it was too obvious, but regardless you did catch her a few times staring at you too. “Haha yeah your moves were cool too, I don’t even think I’m that flexible enough to pull that off.” Mina took her chance with that. “Here let me show you.” She brought her leg straight up doing a split in the air, you gulped and your eyes trailed her body. “Holy shit” You said under your breath. She wasn’t wearing any panties… “Are you just gonna look or are you gonna help me, help you. I’ll teach you what you need to know about flexibility.”

Soon you were full on fucking in the empty dance studio, watching yourself in the floor to ceiling length mirrors as Mina showed off just how flexible she was. First you pounded her standing up with her leg straight in the air over your shoulder, next you had your way with her up against the mirror, her legs wrapped around your waist, contorting her body in all sorts of way to bring you both pleasure.. Mina kept surprising you with positions, downward dog with her back deliciously arched, on her back with her legs pulled up against her torso. She came a handful of times but was adamant about you finishing in what she thought was the perfect position. Mina returned to her standing position with her leg above her head, she loved watching herself in the mirror and she loved it even more to see herself getting pounded into. You grabbed her hips and pushed her against the mirror, her juices were already dripping down her legs from her splayed lips.”Cum inside me, I want to feel you inside of me while I dance.” You were sent over the edge and released your seed deep inside of the gorgeous dance teacher.

TV Show/Anime Character - Jeongyeon 

You and Jeongyeon had just finished watching the kdrama Mine and she had gotten pretty into the characters and particularly their style. Mine was about these women who are in the process of finding themselves and their own loves, however, the part that captured Jeongyeon’s interest was their lavish chaebol lifestyle. Of course it caught your interest too, the idea of being able to wear fancy clothes and drive a nice car with a mansion was always a fantasy. One night you both decided to test drive this fantasy for yourselves. You both got dressed in what was about the fanciest attire you had in your quaint apartment and went out for a dinner date. You had dinner at a nice steak restaurant where you had to make a reservation in advance and even have your car valeted. Dinner was amazing, considering the price, but it was worth it.

The drive home is when things began to heat up. It was about a 30 minute drive, feeling bold after some wine, you slid your hand over the gear shift to rest on Jeongyeon’s thigh. “That was a wonderful dinner, wasn’t it Ms. Yoo?” “Yes, it was, I say we go back to the Cadenza [a house name from Mine] and have some fun.” You slowly moved your hand up to just rest over her covered center. She held her breath as she grabbed your hand and pushed it towards her. You rubbed her through her panties and she did the same to you, stroking your covered length to life. “I don’t know if we’ll even make it home.” You said, taking a turn and drove to a secluded lookout point the two of you used to frequent in your younger days of dating. “I bet even the fancy and rich decide to get down and dirty sometimes” She said, while you hopped into the backseat.  Jeongyeon pulled off her panties before climbing to the back and straddling you. 

You pulled down your pants and let your erection spring free, until Jeongyeon lowered herself to the hilt. “You better not get any of your filthy cum on this dress. It’s expensive.” She said, pointing a finger at where your bodies were connected. “Don’t worry it’s expensive too and it’s not going anywhere but inside of you.” You said, grabbing her hips and starting to thrust up into her. She started bouncing on top of you and you both became moaning messes, erratically slamming your bodies together in the small space of the car. “Fuck I’m close” Jeongyeon moaned, “Me too” You replied, between thrusts. As your cock slipped in and out of her, you shifted your position ever so slightly and started hitting her g-spot exactly on point. “FUCK! Right there!” Jeongyeon’s orgasm caught her off guard as her movements slowed and her pussy pulsed around your cock, “Cum with me, baby.” On cue, you came pushing your dick as far as it could go inside of her, her pussy clamped shut around it milking you and not letting anything escape. As you rode out your orgasms she leaned into your ear and said, “You’re Mine.”

Waitress/Waiter - Chaeyoung

“Here’s your usual Y/N!” Chaeyoung smiled as she placed the plate of chicken and waffles and a cup of coffee in front of you. You were a regular at this diner near your house and for as long as you can remember, Chaeyoung had also been working there and serving you. She had this certain vibe to her that was different from anyone else in the town, from changing her hair color with the seasons, to having the most unique and fashionable outfits. The two of you had known each other for so long and you had a special relationship, one could call it something like a friends with benefits type deal. You finished your meal and Chaeyoung came with the bill. “You want the regular tip or the special tip today, Chae?” “The special.” She said, smirking. She told her coworker she was going on break and went into the storage room. You followed her a minute later. Chaeyoung was significantly smaller than you, but she was still able to push you and pin you up against the door crashing your lips together. “We gotta make this fast before the boss comes back.” You swiftly unbuckled your pants and picked her up. 

The only perks of having to wear a uniform for the job was that the uniform was only a short skirt. She moved her panties over to the side and you ran your tip through her slit. “Mmm fuck, you’re already so wet Chae.” Before she could answer you slipped inside of her and started pumping in and out of her warm cunt. It wasn’t the first time fucking in the storage room, nor would it be the last, but every time it was exhilarating. The threat of getting caught, of people hearing, knocking over stock shelves or brooms, made it even hotter than it was. That’s what Chaeyoung was, a daredevil, she pushed the limits. She certainly was no stranger to pushing you to your own limits, “Cum inside me Y/N, I want it. Tip me good, maybe even some extra for special service. Fuck, you’re so deep.” Her words sent shivers down your spine and your knees almost buckled as you came and painted her deepest insides with your seed. She loved being filled, the sensation of thick spurt after spurt being let out inside of her sent her over the edge too. Chaeyoung came, clinging onto you, digging her nails into your back. You let her down once you both recovered and cleaned up. “I think that tip will last me at least the rest of the week… Come back soon!” She waved before straightening her skirt and leaving the room.

[stayatiny]

Little Dolly Chapter 1 ~ Yandere Seonghwa

(Gif made by me)

Pairing(s) – Killer/Yandere Seonghwa x Virgin! Reader

Series warnings – Violence, mentions of murder, swearing, blood, smut and lose of virginity (later on), yandere behaviors, Stockholm syndrome. (seriously this is going to be darker than some of my other fics. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read.)

Chapter Warning(s) Mentions of murder, guns, someone getting shot, just the overall violence, let me know if I missed anything.

A/N - Hi everyone ^^ Im back at it again. I decided to make a little mini series still deciding on who and what to do the next series on. Enjoy.

Why did I wander home alone? I knew that this wasn’t a good idea. Now I’m here stuck in a cage in the basement of a killer. I’ll never do it again if I get out alive…

“Aw. Aren’t you a cute in that dress I picked out for you? I think I’ll just keep you,” he said, shutting the door of the cage. That was a couple of days ago…I think. The man was dressed nicely in a button up and slacks like a businessman and absolutely gorgeous. If he wasn’t a killer, I would swoon over him so fast. He opened the cage door and placed a sandwich and some water in front of me. Is this how I die? A poisoned BLT…what a way to go out. I looked at the man and then back at the plate of food.

“Why aren’t you eating?” I didn’t say anything. He leaned forward into the cage grabbing the plate. I whined as he pulled back. He took a bite of the sandwich and then put it back.

“When I ask you something I expect an answer,” he growled. I nodded and started to eat and drink the water he left me. His frown soon became a smile. He wasn’t going to kill me yet or he wouldn’t bother with wanting to feed me. Once he placed the plate back down, I snatched the plate up and started to scarf down the sandwich and water. I was so hungry almost starving. He had been giving me water but no food till today.

“Good girl,” he purred still sitting in front of the cage. He even leaned forward again and patted my head like I was a child. I finished eating and drinking the water. He took the plate placing it on a table. He leaned down and gently grabbed my arm.

“Come here. I don’t want you in this cage anymore.” The man leads me down the hall of the basement, away from the dungeon, to a small apartment like area. There was a mini fridge, a microwave, bed, and a bathroom off to the right of some stairs. I figured they led to the upper part of the house. I let out a small sigh being able to stretch my legs from being in a cage.

“You will be staying here from now on,” he said, holding my hands. I looked up at him. What was he talking about?

“What do you mean? I thought you were going to kill me,” I say. His smile is sinister.

“Aw darling. I’m not ever going to kill you…unless you make me.” I swallow hard. I didn’t want to end up like the other men and women that’s he’s killed.

“Why me?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking like an idiot. He frowned slightly then pulled me close to his chest. He was really warm but there again I blame the cold weather and damp basement dungeon for lack of warmth.

“I’ve been watching you for a while thinking that would just be another victim of mine, but you are too pretty, sweet, and so innocent. I have to protect you from the world. So I’ll be keeping you here with me,” he says, patting my head. My heart jumps into my throat. I need to get out of here…

“You don’t even know me,” I say trying to pull away from him. He grabbed my arms pulling me close to him once again.

“I don’t know a lot about you, but I know that I need you to stay here with me.” He sounded like he was almost begging me to stay here. I don’t think I have a choice. I’ll stay here until I can find a way out.

“What is your name,” I asked. I needed to play into this to stay alive. I couldn’t act so scared cause then he’ll know that he’ll have a hold over me. The man smiled.

“I’m Seonghwa, but you can call me Hwa if you want,” he said, smiling. I nodded and looked around the room. I was too afraid to walk away from him.

“I’m sure that you are tired. I want you to get cleaned up and head to sleep,” Hwa said, handing me some clothes. I nodded and did as he was told. Once I was done, he was gone and back upstairs. I laid down on the bed after turning off the lights.

Th next morning, I feel the bed dip down on my side. I open my eyes to see Seonghwa looking down at me. I jumped a little.

“Good morning little one,” he said petting my hair. He smiled. I sat up slowly.

“Come upstairs with me. I want to eat breakfast with you,” he said grabbing my hand. I follow willingly or else. I didn’t want to know what he would do to me.

“How did you sleep last night? I know that isn’t very comfortable but it’s all I have but it’ll do until I trust you enough to stay in a bed with me,” he said then opening the door. I wanted nothing more than to bolt out the front door, and I thought about it until I saw the gun sitting on the dining room table. I would definitely get killed if I ran. I didn’t answer him except for stare at the gun. Hwa grabbed then hugged me tight.

“Don’t worry about that. I won’t hurt you unless you make me use it,” he whispered, right into my neck. I shivered scrunching myself even closer to him, unintentionally. Hwa kissed my head then pulled me to the kitchen island. I looked through the window to see that we are outside the city literally in the middle of nowhere. My heart started to pound. Hwa put up the gun back in a lock box and put it up in the living room. He came back to the kitchen with a smile.

“Here I made some scrambled eggs and bacon for you. I didn’t know what you liked so I guess. Maybe later you can tell me what foods you like,” he said, smiling. His smile would have been comforting if this had been a different situation. I didn’t want to answer him, but the image of the gun flashed back into mind.

“It’s okay. I like bacon and scrambled eggs,” I say quietly but a little louder than a whisper. He frowned slightly.

“You don’t have to be afraid of me. Like I said I won’t hurt you unless you deserve it.” I nod then taking the plate from him. I started to eat while he sat next to me with his plate. Hwa also put some fresh fruit on my plate. I scarfed down the food again.

“Slow down sweetie,” he said, then kissing my head. I stared at him. He wiped my face from the little bit of egg that was on my lips. I went back to eating while he cleaned up. When I was done, he grabbed my plate and cleaned it. Once he was done, he escorted me back into the basement. He turned to leave when I started to whine.

“Sweetie, I have to get some work done. I’ll be back down at lunch time.”

“Please don’t leave me down here, Hwa,” I beg. He kissed my head. I took the chance. I punched him as hard as I could causing him to fall to the ground holding his face. I didn’t waste the time before running for the door. Once in the kitchen I slammed the basement door shut then putting a chair under the handle.

“Sweetie, let me out,” he said from behind the door. His voice unnaturally calm for someone who is locked into the basement. I ran to the front door even taking a pair of his shoes. I quickly slip them on still hearing Hwa banging on the door and slamming against it. I jerked the door open and ran out trying to get to the road. Hoping I meet someone who could help me. I reach the gate at the end of his driveway only for me to realize that I have up to get to the other side. I started to climb up when I feel a searing pain in the back of my thigh. I scream only for me to see Hwa standing a yard or two behind me with his gun. Fuck me…

“Baby, come back. I said I wouldn’t hurt you,” he said, sing song like. I jumped over the fence and ran. The adrenaline keeping me going and from feeling the pain in my leg. I cover the wound with a scrap of my dress to keep from Hwa following the blood trail. I hide behind a big oak tree away from the road I just ran down. Somebody help me…