#im yearning for pressing my face close to my best friends neck and giggling as we push eachother deeper into the water

[paleweave]

i need it to be summer so i can walk to the gas station at 3 am and not freeze myself to the bone.

[pinkoushi]

high school sweethearts

im soft and im Yearning so here’s some hc’s

includes: bokuto, sugawara, tendou my favorite boys

warnings/contains: just soft and fluffy

BOKUTO

getting into a relationship with bokuto was one of the best things that happened in high school

he confessed to you, shy and blushing, carefully holding your hands in his

when you accepted,,, you had to stop him from running around screaming

nevertheless, the two of you quickly grew attached at the hip

you walked each other to class, met up during breaks, had lunch together, you came to all of his games and stayed to watch practice

you ended up spending so much time there that the other managers offered you to join, which you happily accepted

bokuto just about lost his mind when you told him

he was over the moon, growing even more energetic over the promise that you would be spending even more time with him!!

“oh! and did you see me do that last spike? it was pretty impressive huh” the team had just finished a practice match with a school nearby, and the two of you were walking home. bokuto’s bragging echoed in the street, the dimly lit streets making you feel oddly sentimental and romantic. holding bokuto’s hand, the semi chilly breeze, the stars watching you walk together.

“yeah, i saw! you’re so good, baby”

“hahahah thank you! i was worried it was going to be a miss, but it landed just on the line and-” you stopped walking, making him stop as well, mouth closing and tilting his head to look at you in confusion. admiration swelled in your chest and you brought your hands up to his face, tugging him to meet your lips in a sweet kiss. his strong arms came around your waist, pulling your body closer as you kissed, your hands caressing his face.

“what was that for?” he asked, a wide grin on his face and a slight blush dusting his cheeks.

“i just love you, that’s all.”

SUGAWARA

the way that you and sugawara met... was not your proudest moment

it was just a childish game with your friends, a childish game that involved you running down the hall in school

it was stupid, for several reasons, but karma had its eyes on you and made you trip and fall flat on the ground in front of a door to a classroom

and of course, suga just happened to walk out as you fell, your blurry body being the first thing he saw as he opened the door

he was a gentleman, of course, and helped you to the nurse to make sure you weren’t too injured, walking away with a few small bruises

one thing lead to another and before you knew it, the two of you were dating

loving and caring were the way you would describe your boyfriend to strangers

a teasing jerk is what you called him to his friends

“oh come on, everyone in a relationship changes the contact name of their partner!” daichi laughed, nudging asahi. it was just you, and the other volleyball third years hanging out today. kiyoko swore she had asked the others if they wanted to join but no one had been free, leading to the 5 of you just going out to a cafe.

“see, you always say that but my partner hasn’t changed my name!” asahi said, worried over his newly started relationship.

“asahi, it really isn’t that big of a deal. you can talk to them, but most of the time it just comes naturally” you said, looking over at suga for reassurance.

“yeah, exactly! i mean, most of the time it’s a matter of an inside joke or something, for example...” he trailed off, pulling out his phone and opening your contact and showed it to the others. you didn’t know what he had you saved as, so you leaned over to take a look.

“my fallen angel!?” you gasped, making the others laugh. you only huffed and faked annoyance, huffing and mumbling “meanie” under your breath. suga only laughed, pulling you closer to him and kissing your temple, knowing full well that his name was something equally bad.

TENDOU

getting into a relationship in your first year of high school wasn’t something you had planned

but then you met tendou, and something just clicked

his bubbly personality, the smile that never left his lips, his bad jokes... it was addicting

which lead to you confessing, blushing hard and expecting him to turn you down

little did you know that he was already head over heels for you, and accepted right away

much like bokuto, the two of you were never apart

he insisted that you spend every night that you can in his dorm room, trying to study but ending up watching bad movies on his laptop, wrapped in his arms

“are you sure ushijima won’t mind? i was here last night too” you said, anxiously. ushijima was out studying in the library, but it was getting late and he would be getting back any minute. “i can go, we can just meet tomorrow and-” you started getting up, only to be pulled back by tendou.

“i told you, i asked him if he minded you staying over again and he said it’s fine! please don’t worry about it, okay?” he wrapped his arms around you tighter, pulling his legs up as well to pin you to his chest.

“fine, fine! but if i see even the slightest hint that he’s uncomfortable, i’ll leave” you giggled, tendou having decided to attack you with kisses. he only hummed in response, placing more kisses on your neck and face, only making you giggle more.

he eventually stopped, giving you a moment to breathe. it didn’t last long though, as you spun around and gave him the same treatment. you held his face in your hands and pressed kisses all over his face, ending it with a quick kiss on the lips as ushijima came in.

[kkaebsongtypo]

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why wont you love me // hrj [01]

pairing: renjun x reader

genre: friends to lovers, slow burn, fluff, slight angst

wanings/notes: alcohol consumption (all parties are of legal age, drink responsibly!), mentions/symptoms of anxiety, mentions/signs of abandonment issues (very brief), jealousy (also very brief), inspired by the song Why Won't You Love Me by 5sos

(warnings/notes are subject to change and updates if needed.)

word count: 2.86k

Renjun and y/n are an inseparable pair; they know each other like the back of their own hands. For the most part. Renjun keeps his true feelings hidden; y/n refuses to acknowledge their own. Both hold the fear of losing each other. But will one night out and a little too much to drink change everything?

a/n: here's part oneeee! this will likely be posted in 4 or 5 parts im not 100% sure yet but yeah ! also im so sorry about that summary kashfslkd- lmk if you want to be in a taglist ^-^

You walked through the airport doors with Renjun at your side, Jisung and Chenle following close behind. You were pulling Renjun’s suitcase (despite his multiple protests) behind you as you met up with Jeno, Jaemin, and Donghyuck. Renjun took his suitcase from you and thanked you before following the group towards the luggage check-in line.

You waited for the boys at the end of the check-in area as they all put their luggage on the conveyor belt. Jisung was the first to come towards you and engulf you in a tight hug. Though the boy was excited for their trip, he had been pouting the whole drive to the airport about how he wished you were going with them. Unfortunately, you didn’t have the time to leave town for too long. Jisung had grown very fond of you soon after you met and vice versa; he had a habit of clinging to you, especially at times like these. You hugged the boy equally as tight, letting him know that you’d miss him too. When you pulled away, you patted his shoulder gently before Chenle shoved him out of the way with a wide smile and pulled you into his own arms. Each of your friends gave you a parting hug, saying their temporary farewells. Renjun was the last to approach you, immediately wrapping his arms around you.

“Don’t miss me too much.” You moved your arms from around your best friend's neck and rested your hands on his shoulders. He had a small smile on his lips as his gaze shifted between your eyes. You hummed gently at his words and plastered a mock-thinking face before meeting his gaze once more and responding.

“Hm, I think I should be the one saying that to you, mister. We both know that you’re the clingy one~” Renjun rolled his eyes at you and wrapped his arms back around your waist, pulling you into a final hug.

“Right right, because you totally weren’t clinging to me like a koala to a tree over the last few days while I was packing.” You smacked his back at this comment and tried to push him away, but ultimately failed when he tightened his hold around you.

“I’ll pick you up when you get back. Have fun and text me when you land.” Renjun closed his eyes and hummed softly into your shoulder.

“Only two weeks and a couple days, but I’ll miss you.” His voice was just above a whisper, not wanting the other boys to hear him. You smiled slightly at the lack of sarcasm in his voice. A soft sigh fell from your lips and you shook your head slightly.

“...I’ll miss you too dummy.” Renjun chuckled and pulled away, a soft smile on his lips to match your own.

“Oh my GOD, let’s GO Renjun. We still have to get through security.” Renjun bowed his head and exhaled deeply at the voice. You peeked around him to see Donghyuck swinging his bag back and forth impatiently, an over exaggerated look of annoyance displayed over his features. His face lit up with his signature bright smile when he caught your eye. He stopped swinging his bag and stood up straight before waving to you, almost as if he was trying to pretend he wasn’t just groaning in annoyance at your best friend. You giggled softly and waved back.

“You better get going before Hyuck throws his backpack at your skull.” Renjun laughed quietly at your warning and grabbed his suitcase.

“Alright, don’t get into any trouble while I’m gone.” He narrowed his eyes at you as he started making his way into the security screening line with the others.

“Don’t worry about me, I’d never do anything stupid without you~” You smiled innocently and Renjun rolled his eyes for the hundredth time in the last hour, his smile remaining on his lips. He waved to you one last time before disappearing farther into the line for the bag check. Once he was out of sight, you crossed your arms over your chest and turned towards the exit of the airport. You pulled out your phone when you got into your car and sent Renjun a quick text before pulling out of your parking space.

Renjun walked alongside Jeno ahead of the others after going through security. A small squeak echoed from Renjun’s pocket and he swiftly pulled out his phone, knowing it was you from the text tone. A simple “Have a safe flight!” flashed across the screen accompanied by an airplane and blue heart emoji. He scanned the message over his lockscreen, a faint warmth crept onto his cheeks and the same small smile frome before found his lips.

“Okay lover boy, we got a long flight ahead of us. Don’t want to run out of battery too fast.” He looked up from his phone and met Jeno’s eyes that were bent into crescent shapes from the smile he wore. Renjun’s blush deepened at the nickname Jeno started calling him months ago. He scratched the back of his neck and sighed.

“Two weeks dude. You two can facetime all you want because we all know you can’t go more than 5 hours without talking to each other; plus it’s not a huge time difference. You’ll be fine.” He nodded at Jeno’s words.

“Honestly though, why aren’t you together yet? You spend 95% of your time together, you basically live at each other’s places, everyone already thinks you’re together. You’re both clearly into each other-” Renjun sighed loudly and threw his head back, looking up at the ceiling.

“No, Jeno. We’re not ‘clearly into each other.’ We’ve acted like this for years, it’s nothing new. Yeah, maybe I caught feelings but that’s it. It’s one sided. It always will be.” Jeno shook his head and subtly rolled his eyes at his friend's attitude.

“Fine man, if that’s what you want to believe then I won’t argue any further. But just hear me out, the guys and I know both of you well enough to see things that you both always seem to miss. But you keep on doubting it if you really want to, I won’t stop you.” Renjun looked straight ahead, refusing to meet Jeno’s brief glance.

The group gathered together once again at the terminal; they discussed their seating for the plane, what the rough plan would be after arrival, and all the other random questions that popped up. The six boys sat in the chairs and on the floor, playing video games or mindlessly scrolling through their feeds. They boarded their flight in no time and quickly got settled in their seats as the other passengers filed in.

Renjun glanced out the window; the now setting sun painted the sky like a canvas in warm colours. He reached for his phone and snapped a picture before opening your contact. “About to take off, I’ll text you in a few hours when we land.” He sent the message along with the photo before switching his phone to airplane mode.

He pressed his head to the cabin wall and looked down at his home screen. His gaze rested on your smiling face, and he smiled at the memory. A photo of the two of you from a road trip you had taken together with Jaemin and Jeno the previous summer was displayed in front of him. You were sitting on the wide edge of a stone wall with Renjun directly in front of you. You had your arms draped over his shoulders and your head resting against his. His hands covered yours, holding them together over his chest.

His smile quickly faded as the conversation he had with Jeno played through his head again. ‘...keep on doubting it if you really want to, I won’t stop you.’ He locked his phone and placed it face down in his lap. He fought back tears of frustration. He knew you didn’t have any feelings for him. Right? Or, did he only tell himself that to avoid the heartbreak he believed to be inevitable?

‘...the guys and I know both of you well enough to see things that you both always seem to miss.’ Jeno’s words were causing a frenzy of questions and feelings that quickly overwhelmed Renjun. He did his best to shake everything from his thoughts as the safety instructions sounded throughout the cabin. He focused on the colours in the sky as the plane started lifting off the ground. As the ground disappeared beneath the clouds, he couldn’t help but acknowledge the one, lingering question that always seemed to sit at the back of his mind, “Why won’t you love me?”

Despite Renjun’s protests, Donghyuck insisted on watching a cheesy romcom with him. Renjun tried to drown out the swarm of thoughts that continued circling his mind with the movie but it only made him yearn for you more. A typical story of love at first sight with the cutest and fluffiest meetings, the leads parting ways, but ultimately coming back to each other for a happy ending. Renjun could hardly handle watching such a relationship bloom on the small screen, the ache he was feeling in his heart only got worse with every loving smile the characters shared.

Part of him despised that Jeno had chosen to point out his feelings for you right before a rather long flight. He had nowhere to go, almost no way to escape his own thoughts. The idea of unrequited love was eating away at him with each passing minute. He was frustrated. Frustrated with Donghyuck for picking a movie that mocked him. Frustrated with Jeno for kick starting his overthinking. Frustrated with you for being so incredible and making him fall for you. Most of all, he was frustrated with himself for falling in love with his best friend.

It wasn’t long until he grabbed his ipad to draw. If there was one way he could get his emotions out, it was through art. He peeked out the window and observed the fluffy clouds passing by, illuminated by a soft orange glow from the setting sun. There was his reference. The movie served as background noise as he immersed himself in his craft. His stress poured through his pencil, the overwhelming thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind. The only remaining thoughts he had were about how much he wished you could see the sunset from above the clouds like he was.

As he finished his first sketch, he snapped a quick photo with his phone to send to you once they landed. There you were again. The thought of you alone made his heart flutter and a smile appear on his lips. The feeling in his chest was almost unbearable; he felt like he could explode. Opening a blank canvas, he pulled up a photo of the two of you for reference and started sketching.

Donghyuck had fallen asleep by the time the credits of the movie rolled, so Renjun took the opportunity to choose something else to watch. He threw on an old Disney film and continued his portrait.

The completed piece caused a warm feeling to bubble in Renjuns chest. His colour pallet felt comforting and cozy; like a reflection of how he felt with you. Not wanting to get too caught up in his feelings again, he opened another fresh canvas and turned his attention to the movie. He settled on making his own interpretation of the scene and what the characters were saying, wanting to exercise his skills and creativity.

He created one, and then another, yawning softly with the last couple details. Fatigue had been creeping up on Renjun as the Disney film neared its end. He tucked his ipad back into his small carry-on and pulled the shade over the window. Sleeping for the last hour and a half of the flight wouldn’t hurt. After putting some music on, he shifted into a relatively comfortable sleeping position and began to doze off.

Slight turbulence jolted Renjun awake as the plane began its descent. He gently rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and lifted the blind to peek out the window. The sky was a deep blue and the stars sparkled throughout. The city below was bright with lights as they cascaded closer to the runway. Renjun carefully shook Donghyuck awake, making sure the other boy was prepared for arrival.

Renjun fiddled with the edges of his phone case, waiting for the go-ahead to turn off airplane mode as the plane taxied towards the terminal. When the approval came through the intercom, he was quick to switch it off and text you that they had landed safely.

: Hey, we just landed!

y/nieeee: That’s great!! How was the flight?

: Pretty good

: Watched a few movies with hyuck and did

some drawing

: I slept for the last bit of the flight also

A bright smile found his lips and he selected the photos he took of his creations, skipping over the portrait, and hit send.

y/nieeee: Oooohh can i see ur drawings?

: [3 attachments]

y/nieeee: Ouuuu the sunset one is really

pretty

: Thank youuuuu

:We’re about to start getting off the plane,

wanna vc while we wait for our luggage?

Renjun threw his bag over his shoulder and followed Donghyuck into the aisle. Jeno and Jaemin handed the group their few larger carry-ons from the overhead compartments before Jeno led the way out of the plane. Renjun’s phone vibrated in his hand, a short text from you popping up on the screen, “ready when you are :)” The second they stepped off the plane, Renjun pressed the call button.

grab my earbuds!

You smiled at the sight of your best friend on your phone screen, his brown hair was slightly tousled from sleeping, you assumed. His brown cardigan was draped over his tee-shirt, and his smile was soft but his eyes still sparkled. Even after a 6 hour flight, he somehow still managed to look so handsome. What?

y/nieeee: Sureeee just give me a sec to

“Hey, y/n!” You shook your head slightly to silence your thoughts and laughed when Jisung hopped into frame when he heard Renjun say your name. You waved back with a sweet smile.

“Jun, let Jisungie into frame more, I want to talk to him too!” Jisung moved closer into view when Renjun motioned for him and waved to you excitedly. Renjun repeated your questions to Jisung (due to the fact that only Renjun could hear you through his earbuds) as they walked through the airport.

The other boys moved in and out of frame to say their hellos when they reached the luggage carousel. You rested your chin in your palm as you continued conversing with Renjun.

"How was the rest of your night? What did you get up to after dropping us off?" Renjun moved to lean against a wall, glancing at the carousel for a second before looking back at you. You hummed in thought for a second.

"Hmm, it was good, I guess? I didn't do much really." You fiddled with the cord of your earbuds, threading it between your fingers before elaborating.

"I got bubble tea on the way home and then I just watched a couple movies; just a lazy night."

"Ooh, bubble tea sounds amazing. Maybe I'll convince the guys to get some tomorrow or something." Renjun’s eyes lit up slightly when you giggled.

"That shouldn't be hard at all." You said with a smile. Renjun chuckled and nodded his head.

"Oh totally, they’ll agree in a split second- oh shoot,” His sentence was cut short and his eyes widened when he noticed you yawn softly.

“Isn't it like 1am now??” He furrowed his eyebrows as you checked the little alarm clock on your bedside table, seeing that it was in fact 1 in the morning.

“Yeah, just a little past 1.” Another yawn slipped through your lips as you laid back onto your pillows. You saw Renjun frown slightly and you sent him a tired smile.

“You should get to sleep, we’re going to head to the hotel right away anyway. I can call you again tomorrow!” Just as he said that, Donghyuck came by with Renjun’s suitcase and patted his back, informing him that their ride was outside. The lights outside of the airport contrasted with the night sky behind him.

“Are you sure?” You asked, raising your eyebrows for a second. Renjun nodded as they piled into the van.

“Yes, 100%! Here, say bye to the guys.” When they all got settled into their seats, Renjun held his phone up higher to get everyone in frame and removed his earbuds. You sat up again and waved at the camera.

“Good night everyone, have a good rest!”

The replies were a mess of ‘good night’s, ‘miss you’s, and wishes of sweet dreams. You bid one final farewell to Renjun before hanging up and plugging your phone in. A quiet huff left your lips after tucking yourself under the blanket and laying down, a deep slumber quickly washing over you.

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[littlebitoffanfic]

Cruel Touches

Fandom: TMNT Character: Raph Relationship: Raph/reader Request: Can I request a new reader story? One where rottmnt Raph constantly gropes and feels up the female readers butt cheeks and boobs and the reader getting tired of it asks him why he does that and then he says it’s because he likes her and then they have sex? Thanks! A.N: I focused more on the smut side. I hope you still enjoy it 😊

  You fiddled with the zip of your jacket, but your fingers weren’t playing ball tonight, and the zipper was stiff.  You had just walked back from a friends place when Raph had text you saying he was passing and was on your roof, if you wanted to meet for a little bit. And you weren’t going to turn down some quality time with the largest of the brothers.   One thing you had discovered about Raph was he liked to touch you. Even if he walked past you with plenty of room, he would brush against you. If he had to take something from you, his fingers would touch you if only for a moment. Of course, this had slowly grown. Raph would place his hand a little too low on your back when passing you. You would sit down beside him, and on his hand despite him knowing you were sitting there. Not that you minded. You always made a point to walk closest to him, pressing against him at any change you got. If you hugged him, your whole body was pressed against his front. In truth, you were as bad as he was sometimes. But it never seemed to go anywhere. You really wanted more from him, and while the touches were nice, they weren’t enough. His touch was cruel sometimes. You took the lift to the top floor, which was the one your apartment was on, but you would have to climb a flight of stairs to get to the roof. It was a chilly night with a cold breeze. Thankfully, the tall building kept you reality sheltered from the wind but you knew the second you went onto the open roof, you would be hit by the cold. You prepared yourself as you stood by the door to the roof, but the moment you stepped outside, you lost your breath. “Its freezing.” You complained, rubbing your hands together as you walked out onto the roof top. “Do your jacket up then.” Raph smirked, coming out from the shadows to meet you. “Its an old jacket. The zips so stubborn. And my fingers are already frozen.” You raise your hands to your mouth and blow onto your poor fingers. A chuckle met your ears as Raph walked up to you. You were oddly transfixed with his dementor. He seemed quite confident with the way he walked, and yet there was an uncertainty in his eyes. Raph stood in front of you, reaching forward and taking both sides of your jacket. As he lined up the zipper, your hand dropped to your side as you watched his face, yet he seemed to focused on the task at hand. As his hand pulled the zip up, you noticed how his knuckles grazed against your front in its wake. He seemed to go slightly slower when he passed your chest. You couldn’t help but shake your head. “What?” he asked, like a deer caught in headlights as he pulled away. “Must everything you do be about touching me?” you raise an eyebrow at him, crossing your arms over your chest as he takes a step back. But you were smirking, and he seemed even more confused at that. “I didn’t think you noticed.” He mumbles, looking anywhere but you. “Oh, you don’t think I notice when you touch me?” you cock your head to the side before stepping closer and closing the gap. “Do you like it?” He manages to stand his ground, but only out of sheer curiosity. “Yeah, I just wish it would lead to more.” You shrug your shoulders, looking to the side as your arms drop to your side. “More?” Raph steps forward eagerly and you look back at him, seeing his eyes wide with hope. “Yeah, more. So, do those touches mean anything, or are they just touches?” You ask, wholeheartedly wanting to know the answer. There was no point pining for something if it wasn’t what he wanted. “No, they mean everything to me. You mean everything to me.” He speaks quickly as if trying to convince you his words were true. But you would tell by how he was looking at you that he meant it. But his words did take you a little off guard. You wondered if he really meant that. If he felt the same yearning you felt for him which cant be satisfied by a chase touch? But you wanted to find out, and you wanted his touch more than anything else. A thought pops into your mind as you smirk. “You know, you managed to get the zip up easy enough-“ You drop his hand so you were holding it in front of you. “-I wonder how skilled you are at undoing it?” Biting your lower lip, you saw your comment had certainly not gone over his head. Raph seemed to jump, as if a jolt of electricity had coursed through his body. And the same jolt drove himself forward, his lips meeting yours with such force you stumbled back. His hands grab your waist and he pushes you up against the wall, kissing you harshly. You drape your arms around his neck. His hands slowly snake up your body to your jackets zip just under your chin. He slowly undoes it, as if giving you a chance to stop him if you wanted. His fingers grazed over your breasts again, making you arch into his chase touch. This encouraged him to undo the zip with more urgency. His hands slipped under your jacket and began to roam your body freely. From your sides up to your chest and down to your ass. You moan into the kiss, arching your back as you try to keep any amount of sanity you had. But his touch sent fire through your veins. Suddenly, Raph stops. Panting, he is frozen in place as he pull back from the kiss. “Is, is this okay?” he asks, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. “No.” you smirk. His eyes widen and you can see the fear in them. You go up on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his shoulders. “I need more.” Your words broke him as he picks you up, your legs wrapping around his torso and heels hitting his shell as he attacks your necks with sloppy kisses. Occasionally you feel his teeth graze against your skin, making you let out a small, shock gasp but your hands are on the back of his head to stop him retreating. Raph pulls you away from the wall, and you cling to him. “Lets take this inside. Don’t want you getting frost bite on your fingers.” Rah teased as you pulled back to question him. Your apartment was on the top floor, so Raph only had to carry you down a single set of stairs that led to the roof and you were home. He put you down to open the door, but that didn’t mean he left you alone. As you fumbled with keys, he stood behind you, his hands on your hips. They slipped down, groping your ass before sliding up and around to your stomach. You just manged to open your door and you both slipped inside before you lost your mind. You pulled your coat off, hooking it up. But as you turned to lock your door again, he was behind you again. His cold fingers slipped under your top, making you almost drop the keys as you stifle a moan. Leaning back against him, he leaned down and kissed your neck, earning a moan from you. As his hands went further up your front, he rose your top with them, eventually cupping your breasts in his hands, the fabric of your top exposing your bra. His fingers hooked into the cups of your bra, pulling them down. Glancing at him, you saw his eyes glued to your now exposed breasts from over your shoulder. You smirked, pressing your body back against his own as you feel his hard member as it pressed up against your ass. the fabric of your top fell over your tits slightly, but Raph made quick work of pulling it off over your head. You used the moment to raise your arms and, once rid of the garment, you reached back and locked your arms around his neck. A small growl left his lips as his hands returned to your breasts before dropping further. He reached down, hooking his fingers in your waistband and pulling your jeans down, along with your panties. once they had pooled around your feet, you stepped out of them and spread your legs about 2 foot apart. Arching your back, you pushed you ass against his straining member. “Oh fuck.” Raph growled as he leaned down to press open mouth kisses to your neck again. He made quick work of your bra, which fell to the floor. His hands slowly roamed your body, eliciting moans of pleasure as he grinded against you. He seemed almost unsure at first. It was almost as if Raph had been more confident when you had had clothes on, but then again it could just be him wanting to savour the feeling of your bare flesh. “You just gonna grope me all night or are you actually gonna fuck me?” You look up at him through your eye lashes, and you see him suck in a breath before nodding. You twist around in his arms. “So, which one is it?” You press your naked body against him. “Fuck you.” He tries to say, his lets out a groan when you reach down between your bodies and gently cup his large cock through his red shorts. “Huh?” You ask, innocently. “Im gonna fuck you.” He manages to finish the sentence without moaning, but then he sees your shit eating smirk. Raph picks you up, making you let out an unexpected yelp as he carries you to your bedroom, chuckling. You weren’t going to let him get the best of you, so you started to kiss his neck, paying particular attention to the area between his jaw and neck. Your attention pays off, as he faulters, letting out a low moan as his head rolls to the side, allowing you more access. He seems to only be able to focus on your lips for a few moment before remembering his original reason for having you in his arms as he snaps back to reality and uses his foot to kick open your bedroom door and carries you inside. He kneels on the end on your bed before lowering you down as he stays on top of you. His lips find your own and Raph kisses you almost shy. You almost giggle into the kiss, considering the brazenness he had displayed in your hallways as he undressed you. When he does pull away again, you are left gasping for air. He groans a little as his eyes trail down your body and find your wet core pressed against the outline of his cock. He pushes against you, making you whimper as the fabric rubs against your clit, your eyes closing for a moment. Suddenly, the weight of him is lifted. You open your eyes and see him clambering off the bed to pull down his shorts. You couldn’t help but bite your lower lip as he crawls back over you. As before, he rubs himself against you, earning another whimper from you before he positions his tip at your entrance. He pushes inside you, his fingers digging into your flesh as his head hangs forward, his mouth open. A breathy moan leaves his lips as you are left without a voice, unable to breath as he fills you. His hips give small, involuntary thrusts as he tries to wait for your signal to continue, which you give him by rolling your hips against his own. Raph groans at he picks up a steady pace that satisfied you both for the time being. His gaze lowered to your breasts and he watched them move with every trust of his. Leaned down, kissing the valley between them as one of his hands left your side to reach up and playfully squeeze your left breast. You arching your back into his touch as he left a trail of kisses back up to your neck. He paid attention to the same area you had done when he had carried you to the bedroom, and you instantly understood why he had stopped. The spot made you weak as you shudder, his tongue and teeth grazing the area before pulling away. “You’re cruel.” You moan softly, drawing his attention to your eyes. He raises his head, his eyes flickering over your face as he increases the speed and instantly get the reaction he had hoped for. You throw your head back, mouth open as a moan escapes your lips. “You’re beautiful.” He groans, resting his forehead on your shoulder as he grabs your hips. “So, that’s how its gonna be?” you look back at him. “You get to be cruel and throw a compliment my way to keep me quiet?” “You’re not being quiet.” He smirks as he raises your hips slightly, adjusting his angle and pushing in deeper than before. Another moan leaves your lips before you could answer back, proving his point for him. “Cruel.” You groan, your fingers tangling in the sheets as you gasp a little. He simply smirks before leaning back down and kissing the same area again. And you tilt your head to the side, allowing him better access to it. Between the new angle and his lips, you were getting closer and closer to your end. You notice the grunts and growls falling from his mouth as his eyes flit across your body. He was close too. “Don’t stop. Please.” You managed to moan despite the fact you were a moaning mess beneath him. your words earn a moan from his lips as he pulls back, his hips snapping faster and faster. Until you could take no more. Your eyes roll into the back of your skull as your orgasm claims your body. As your body spasms and your walls pulse around him, Raph lets out a low groan before his hips snap into you, spilling himself with a few more thrusts. Raph very nearly collapses on top of you right then and there. He felt light headed and weak, but manages to keep himself from suffocating you. He crawls off you, lying to your side while the only sound was panting. When you come back from your high, you realize your mouth is incredibly dry. “Thirsty?” you offer, sitting up and looking to Raph. He nods, and you get up. Grabbing a dressing gown, you pull it over your naked form and tie the belt loosely around yourself before leaving the room. Apparently, Raph didn’t want to be alone or away from you, because you heard a few creaks of the floor and some fumbling and he came out of the bedroom with his shorts back on. He follows you to the kitchen, pausing in the living room. “Hey, you wanna watch a movie?” He suddenly asks, making you turn and look at him. He drops your eyes, turning his head to the side as he rung his hands. he seemed so unsure of himself, despite the fact you had just had sex not 5 minutes ago. But you didn’t laugh. Perhaps he thought you wouldn’t want him around anymore, or wouldn’t want to spend time with him, or this was only a one time thing. In truth, you didn’t know the answer to the last question, but you really hoped it wasn’t. “Sure. Why don’t you chose something and I’ll get us something to drink.” You smile sweetly and continue to the kitchen. You poured two glasses of water and grabbed a bag of popcorn you had been saving. With the bag under your arm and the glasses in each hand, you went back to the living room just as the TV came on and the logos appeared on screen. Raph sat on your sofa, smiling when you came in. giving him his glass, you threw the bag on the seat beside him before putting your glass on the side. “Where you gonna sit?” Raph suddenly asked, his eyes flickering from the few single seaters to the seat beside him. “Where do you want me to sit?” You asked, wondering if was trying to tell you something. “as close to me as possible.” His eyes flicked to the TV as a blush appeared on his cheeks again. Smiling, you were more than happy to accommodate him. Walking up to him, you sat on his lap, both your legs pulled to one side as you draped your arm around his neck. “Is this okay?” You asked innocently. “Yeah.” He beamed, his arms locking around you for a moment before one settled on your side and the other slipped under your dressing gown to your bare thigh. You giggle, pressing a kiss to his cheek before you reached for the remote and pressed play on the movie. At least you could pause it, because you had a feeling you would be going for a round 2 tonight. 

[cocoarosalia]

Possessive (Adrinette rated T)

It shouldn’t have bothered him. It really shouldn’t. Marinette could handle herself perfectly fine without him swooping in to “save” her like some white knight. And besides, it was just two dudes talking to her...and getting closer by the second...with that scummy look in their eyes that was begging for them to get decked right in the teeth!

Ok maybe it bothered him a little bit

“Aw geez,” Alya whined from their table at the food court “not this again.”

“I’ll go get her” NIno offered, pushing his chair back to stand. Adrien stopped him, his face smiling a little too brightly.

“Don’t worry about it” he said in a honeyed tone “I’ll take care of it”

Nino was genuinely too surprised to answer, so he simply scooted his chair back up to the table and let him go.

Adrien walked casually toward the little scene, not wanting to cause any unnecessary alarm. One of the intruding men spotted him but disregarded his presence as nothing more than some average shmo. He would’ve gotten offended about it if it didn’t make his next few moves that much sweeter.

“Hey Mari” He called over the low roar of the crowd. She turned her head toward him, her blue eyes almost glittering in the light that poured in from overhead. Without as much as a word to her two admirers she bounced her way to his side, fire red skirt trailing behind her.

“H-hi Adrien! Was there something you needed?” In actuality, he really didn’t think too far past this point. His original plan was to just swing his arm around her and walk back to the table, leaving those guys completely blue-balled. But that face! It should be completely illegal at how utterly adorable she looked with her light freckles dotting all along the bridge of her button nose and above her cherub cheeks.

And then a rather compelling idea came to mind. It was ballsy, and hell it really might not work but go big or go home right? (Though he’d really like to go home with her on his arm right now)

“Marinette” He started, shooting her a dazzling smile. He didn’t think her face could get any redder, but he’d be happy to try “I was wondering if I could ask something of you”

He took notice of the bewildered look on her face “Well sure, anything for a friend!”

“Well see, that’s the thing” He laughed, his smile taking more of a pitied look. Poor girl was not gonna be ready for his next statement

“I was actually hoping we could be more than friends. Like, perhaps, I could take you out sometimes?”

He had to stifle a giggle from the gaping look she was giving. After a moment of silence, he began to grow nervous. He really couldn’t be sure if Marinette liked him so this was actually a shot in the dark for all he knew.

“I-im sorry,” He sputtered out “I guess I shouldn’t have assumed that you were into me-”

The tackling hug left him unbalanced...but the passionate kiss left him speechless.

Marinette eagerly threw her arms around his neck, cuddling him close. And without barely a second thought, she melded their lips together, pouring years of yearning into every moment. Adrien overflowed with matching emotions and wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, pressing back into her kiss.

The moment was palpable and he could feel everyone’s eyes on them. On any other day he’s be filled to the brim with embarrassment.

But of course today was not like any other.

Adrien decided to give the people a show and leaned Marinette back in their embrace. He even managed to slip in his tongue, mingling his lemonade flavor with her much sweeter strawberry one. It was as if the world had completely fell away from them and in their silence was unhinged bliss.

He pulled her back up to her feet, her hair slightly mussed from him holding onto her head. They had goofy bright smiles on their face, cheeks a vibrant pink.

“UM, w-wanna go to my house?” Marinette stuttered breathlessly “to just...you know...hang out?”

Excitement bubbled up from his belly but he did his best to compose himself “but what about Nino and Alya?”

An empty soda can punched Adrien in the arm. “Don’t chicken out now!” yelled Alya from the other side of the food court.

With no other permission needed, the two doting lovebirds started their way out of the galleria.

But not before they had to pass the trio of, let’s say, ‘suitors’

With a deadly look emanating from his jade-green eyes and a smug, triumphant smirk on his face, Adrien exuded the very essence of an alpha-lion.

And as he brushed shoulders with the one who had ignored him earlier he whispered a single phrase that left their blood boiling.

“Mine”

Because Adrien Agreste was not a very jealous man.

But he may be just a tad possessive