#jazz is fully ready to throw down if they fuck w him

[p0ssym1lker]

Jazz "6'6 and breaks through emotional and physical walls" fenton and her little brother Danny "5'2 with the power of an ancient and a few ancients a call away" fenton who don't want to deal with the bats

VS

Jason "6'3 she just picked me up like I was nothing" Todd/wayne and Tim "5'7 he makes me want to take care of myself and did you see him threaten Ra's??" Drake who just want a single chance for a date

[obey-only-me]

A Series of Markings - Lucifer By: Akuzondelivery

The usual crowd of brothers huddled around you in the attic room. This was the place to be, lots of laughter, a movie on, and even snacks. But one brother chose to stay back.

Lucifer peeked through a crack in the door to check on you and his troublesome brothers. But really he was watching you. The way they made you laugh, the way they held your arm or hand, how close they were to you did something to him. He wanted to steal you away right then and there. But he also knew how happy everyone made you. With a disappointed sigh he took a step away from the door and headed to his study.

As you and the brothers carried on, you became aware that there was one member of the family absent. Telling them you were grabbing a drink from the kitchen, you excused yourself from the group to go see the eldest. Knowing his affinity for records you knew just where to go. The sound of his favorite record led you straight to him. His study was always the first place you’d look for him. Somehow Lucifer would instinctively go there when he yearned to see you. Thinking, hoping, that you would eventually seek him out.

“Lucifer. May I come in?” You ask politely from the doorway.

“MC. Of course. You’re always welcome.”

He motioned for you to take a seat next to him. The fire was burning and the record played a smooth jazz quietly in the back ground. A comfortable silence fell upon the room as you laid your head on his chest, while his large gloved hand rested on your shoulder.

“Did you get tired of my brothers already?” He smirked.

“Haha, no. They’re still watching a drama Asmo picked out. It was lonely without you though…”

“Oh? You’re still lonely even with 6 demons around you?”

A blush crept across your cheeks.

“I’m lonely…whenever you’re not around.”

Lucifer was slightly surprised to hear such a quiet but sincere response from you. How cute. His human was starting to learn who they really belonged to. Your head on his chest suddenly felt warmer. Lucifer snaked his arms around you to pull you closer, lifting your chin with his finger.

“Well…I’m here now.” He whispered.

Slowly he leaned in to kiss you, but stopped suddenly noticing a bruise on your neck. You grew nervous, swallowing hard, remembering the after school romp with Mammon a while ago. Lucifer peeled back your collar to better view Mammon’s signatures. The heat in your face grew as you avoided Lucifer’s scowl.

“What happened to your neck?” His booming voice filled the study.

“I…um…Mammon-“

Hearing his brother’s name was enough to figure it out. Suddenly you were pinned with your back to the couch you shared. Lucifer loomed above you, obviously irritated. You worried he would scold you, even kick you out of the study. But instead his lips crashed into yours as he harshly kissed you.

“That’s just like that idiot… To keep touching what’s mine.” You were relieved to hear a slightly playful tone, but froze at his very serious expression. “Come, we have to do something about these marks.”

You followed close behind Lucifer while he held your hand. An mix of excitement and anxiety filled your chest. When you reached his room he wasted no time by throwing you on to his bed where you landed with a bounce. Lucifer slipped off his gloves and jacket, tossing them haphazardly. His soft hands caressed your cheek as he lowered you on to your back again, hovering close to your lips.

“I can’t erase these fading marks…but I can add my own.” He spoke with a smirk as he kissed down to the opposite side of your neck. His tongue pulsed in small circles causing you to shiver. Soon a sucking noise and sharp teeth began assaulting your neck. Each touch falling in a straight line. You moaned at his hot kisses.

“Does this turn you on MC? Me so desperately marking you?”

His eyes were dark with lust as he continued to nip and bite savagely at your neck. Another moan escaped you as the heat in your core began to rise.

“Wh-why are you- Nnnnn!” You tried to make out but his hands began caressing your nipples through the shirt you wore. Skilled fingers pinched and twirled as you squirmed beneath his touch. You held his broad shoulders as he nimbly unbuttoned your shirt to continue his trail.

“Why? Because you’re mine. And those who try to take you away from me will know you’re mine.”

Lucifer breathed against your sensitive peaks as his starving lips engulfed them. It was getting harder to contain your vocalized pleasure. Electricity shot through your whole body.

“M-make…make me yours Lucifer.” You sighed.

A low chuckle vibrated against his lips, parting from your body a moment before his teeth gently bit down. You bit your bottom lip to keep a loud moan from bellowing out.

“Louder…let my brothers know you’re taken.” Lucifer bit slightly harder. But you resisted. Keeping your lips and eyes closed tightly. His warmth pulled away when he realized you were holding back.

“That’s no good MC.” He said seductively, moving a hand beneath your waistband. “I have to hear you beg for me.”

His cool fingers caressed your heat, rubbing the most sensitive part. This time there was no holding back. Your moans spilled out as he continued playing with you. His kisses trailed down your body while removing your clothes. Once your arousal was bare, his hands still stroking you, he smiled at your disposition. “You look so ready, but I can’t spoil you yet.”

That’s when you noticed his need pressing against his pants. His bulge was ready to burst as he rubbed the front of his trousers to tease you.

“You want this don’t you? Tell me how much.”

“Lucifer…I-I want it so bad. Please, every hole I have is craving you.”

“More.” He began petting himself faster.

“Please, it hurts. My body needs you.”

“What does your body need? What’s does your body want?”

“Y-your…” it was so embarrassing to say. But if you were going to have Lucifer fuck you the way you needed, you would have to say it. “Your…cock. I need your huge cock inside me.” You felt shame and arousal saying it. “My body wants you to use me up.”

“Good MC. Ill give you what you want and more.”

Lucifer shed his clothing, agonizingly slow. You sat up right but he motioned for you to kneel on the floor. Of course you obliged. He removed the final layer covering his length, making sure it was close to your face. Big all around, thick and long.

“Open those beautiful lips for me.”

A haze of lust flooded over you as you obliged. The tip of his cock teased against your lips before full entering your mouth and throat. His velvety skin felt and tasted so good, the way he filled your mouth sent you into a heat. Your enthusiasm to please him was well rewarded.

“You look so good with my cock in your mouth.” He hissed as you moved your head back and forth, lips curling tightly around his base. The way he hit your throat was smooth, but the fullness made your eyes water slightly. His low moans encouraged you to move faster, twirling your tongue around his thick shaft. “MC…” he whispered, starting to gently buck his hips into your face. Soon though, he pulled away and out of your throat, leaving you gasping. You wanted more. Your hands wrapped around his base as you stuck his pulsing member to the back of your throat.

“So greedy…” he laughed, placing a hand on the back of your head as you drooled and sucked all over him.

“It’s so good Lucifer.” You managed to say between breaths. He hummed in approval, his breathing was becoming labored.

“You can have as much as you want. Don’t stop MC.” His face was flush with desire. “I’m going to fill you up.”

Soon his cock expanded and stiffened as his essence flowed down your throat. Low and loud moans slipped from his lips. You swallowed and sucked trying to milk him dry. Lucifer pulled himself out and swept you into his arms. Without hesitation he put you down on your back and positioned himself between your legs.

“Y-you’re still…?” You were breathless and needy.

“Of course. I’m going to fill you up, all of you.” His devilish smirk sent your heart fluttering. Your excitement must have been evident as he teased between your legs again. As he explored inside of you, hearing you moan and feeling your hips buck, his other hand found itself rubbing his length until it hardened fully again. Once he was certain you were wet and ready he lined his arousal to your pleading opening.

“MC…” Lucifer slowly sank into you, making sure you felt every inch. “Take all of me, I’m going to stuff you full of my cock all night.”

Your moaned response was all he needed to know to continue. He slowly pulled out and roughly thrusted back in, making sure to touch every pleasure point of yours. Your head instinctively laid back as pleasure washed over you.

“Lucifer….” you moaned his name in your most sensual voice. This made the eldest brother force himself inside you harder and faster.

“Louder.” He slapped your ass, leaning more into you while giving you orders.

“Nnnn! L-Lucifer.” This time you were louder but not loud enough. He gave you another spanking, harder and louder than before.

“I said louder.”

“Lucifer!” You cried out as your body gripped around his cock.

His thrusts were relentless, but felt so good against your walls. His big cock was stretching you to the limit. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he went back to paying attention to your chest. The biting and nipping soon traveled back to your neck and the new hickies that were left in his wake.

“You feel so good. I can’t…I can’t hold on.”

You spoke through your moans. He met your lips with a rough kiss, caressing your tongue with his. Lewd noises filled the room as you got closer and closer.

“Fuck…” he whispered into your ear. “Cum for me. Cum around me while I claim your insides. I’ll mark you from within.”

That was it, his sexy voice echoing through you took you over the edge. Your body tensed and eased while your pleasure released. And sure enough Lucifer’s second orgasm followed. He could feel himself emptying entirely into you. And you could feel his large load warming you up and leaking from between your legs.

The both of you were left breathless, slowly separating from each other. You laid side by side, looking into each other’s eyes as you came down from your high. Lucifer tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as he admired the marks he left on your neck and chest. Darker than anything Mammon left on you.

“Hmm. My marks won’t last forever…but I do hope I’ve made me intentions clear.” Lucifer mused while propping himself with one hand. “You’re mine MC. Even if my brothers mark you, you’ll always be mine.”

Your heart jumped at his words. Too tired to speak you moved closer to Lucifer to hold him tightly. Your face was hidden in the crook of his neck. He laughed at your languid movements. Though he was also tired he made sure to clean you and himself up before covering you in his soft comforter. Slipping beneath the covers with you to hold you closely, a small noise escaped you.

“I’m all yours…” you whispered as your tiredness started to take over, closing your eyes to ease into sleep.

You couldn’t see the face he was making but it was full of love and admiration. He kissed your head and fed you praises as he drifted into sleep with you.

“No…I’m all yours MC.” 💕

[hollyhomburg]

BTS on Their Honeymoon

A/n: The honeymoon is where the sex happens right? 

W/C: 3.1k 

Tags: Pregnancy kink, non-explicit sex, smut, mentions of unplanned pregnancy

Seokjin 

Takes you to a private island for your honeymoon.

Imagine Seokjin in a rolled up button down shirt with the first few buttons popped and a pair of sunglasses. 

Seokjin spares no expense - renting out this upscale bungalow, a fully stocked fridge with booze, that has it’s own boat in case you want to go back into town. 

You walk into a bed covered with rose petals and a bottle of champagne waiting for the two of you, Seokjin kisses every inch of you and makes you serenade the crashing waves with choked moans of his name all night. 

You spend the first day walking along the beaches wading in and out of the crystal blue waters. 

You both go scuba diving to see the reefs and the colorful fish and end up getting a picture taken underwater with a sea turtle that becomes your favorite photo taken on the trip. 

At night Seokjin takes you out to sit and watch the cruise ships coming into shore and even drags you into the water. 

you leave your clothes in the sand, and press your bodies together,  skin to skin in the warm tropical water, making love in the warm water with your legs slung around his waist. 

During the daytime, it’s your turn to push him down into the sand- on the secluded beach with no one around.

you shuck off his beach bottoms, and sit astride him with your hands on his shoulders, he runs his hands up and down your back, unable to feel enough of your body. 

you slowly ride him- most of the time he’d mind the speed but not now, not when he can look into your eyes and see the love in them.

saltwater rolling off your hot bodies to pool in the sand as you make him groan and close his eyes in bliss, making him mutter your name like a prayer. 

Seokjin literally can't get enough of your body for the entirety of the honeymoon, by the end of the 5th day spent rolling around in the sheets, you even say, “I don’t know how you still have the cum for this,”

And Jin just laughs and kisses your shoulder, “I always have more for you.” and it’s gross and a little cringey- but in the end that’s your husband. 

He does relent, taking you to pet some of the dolphins and manta rays and even to a large island for a dinner of crab and lobster. 

“Anything my wife desires,” he tells the waiter.

Yoongi

The two of you spend a full 2 weeks in a secluded cottage in the mountains. 

It’s a cute cozy place full of duvets, fur rugs, and automatic fireplaces that throw heat like no body’s job and keep off the winter chill.

The two of you spend the first few days hold up in each other’s arms, enjoying the quiet away from the city. 

You don’t need anyone else in your little warm bubble on the side of the mountain; you guys don’t turn on your phones or computers- you just drink each other in. 

But your relationship with Yoongi had always been 50% unconditional all-consuming love and 50% endless passion. 

So For Yoongi, the honeymoon would 100% be about making love to you as many times as he could and in many varied and kinky ways that would make you so vocal he feared you would trigger an avalanche 

Yoongi makes love to you in front of the fireplace on the soft fur rug, the kisses he presses to your lips and to your skin burning like he was lighting a flame in you from the inside out.  

Thrusting into you as such a speed that you surely have bruises after. Growling lowly as he came that you where his- you’d be his forever. 

Ties each of your limbs to the corners of the four poster bed, and makes you cum so hard that you can barely walk the next day- not that he minds- he just ends up carrying you everywhere. Even to the hot tub out back which does a good job of relaxing your muscles 

he cants stop drinking in the way the jets of water are coaxing moans out of you, your lips parted as your cheeks pink up from the cold outside in contrast to the warm water 

Which of course results in him pulling you into his lap to make you moan for him, you hadn’t even bothered to bring a bathing suit so he took advantage of the fact that you were already nude. 

He fucks you Up against the cold window in the middle of the night so that anyone out in the woods would be able to see your naked forms. 

Before you go back- Yoongi treats you to a couples spa day in the city you fly out of.

Pampering the fuck out of you with a full body massage, facial, full body aloe Vera treatment, a fresh manicure and pedicure, and a deep conditioning treatment for your hair. 

You make him get the facial with you and he relents after you catch him falling asleep after the steam that yeah it wasn’t so bad- and he’ll probably end up getting them more often with you when you go back to Korea.

And you’re fucking glad that he warns the female masseuse that you have a lot of… ugh, love marks in unfortunate places.

Your honeymoon ends up being just what you need and you return to your lives sated…. for now. 

Though being married to Yoongi, you know it’s only a matter of time.

Hoseok 

You decide to have a little more of an adventurous honeymoon- you don’t have a set return date in mind when you set out on you a road trip across the continental us and parts of Canada.

With a start in Portland where you get to see some of your favorite artists play together at a festival. 

You hop from city to city exploring urban exhibits, museums, and staying in a new hotel every night (which might be good, seeing as you too tend to make the beds very messy)

You get to hug the massive trees in the redwood forest and see the coast of California.  

Hoseok and you drive into the middle of the desert, and he makes love to you under the Milky Way galaxy with only the stars as your witness among the cactuses. 

He touches your face and marvels at how lucky he got that you became his. 

borrows Jungkooks camera and takes a ton of pictures

You go to the Grand Canyon and go spelunking in the caves of the Colorado River, marveling over the stalactites and stalagmites. And laughing when a bat startles Hobi. 

You guys go dinosaur bone hunting before you head down to New Orleans and dance the night away in a real New Orleans jazz club, and Hoseok tells you he could stay in New Orleans forever just for the music if it wasn’t so humid and smelly. 

You whale watch in the Gulf of Mexico while you take a luxury ferry boat down to Miami and then a car to Disney world

You almost die of laughter when Hoseok rides the tower of terror.  The two of you take dorky photos wearing Mickey ears and wear buttons that say- just married. 

The two of you watch the fireworks in magic kingdom and he presses his lips to yours and tells you that every wish he’s ever made was for you. And it’s cheesy but it still makes you cry and you know you’ll remember it forever. 

There are marvelous misadventures as well such as the condom breaking when you’re 3 days into your first backpacking trip- way too many days away from the morning after pill. 

And you’re realizing that they’res no use for you to hike out and try to take it while you're witnessing the sunrise over the mountains that color the  field of wildflowers light yellow  when Hoseok takes your hand and presses the back of it to his mouth and says, 

“Even if the worst happens I know well both meet it together.” Because really- even though you got married young, Hoseok is 100% devoted to you and wouldn’t mind having kids with you now. Though it would be nice to wait a few years at least. 

So when you take the test the day before you fly back to Korea, and find that yes- you defiantly made a baby with Jung Hoseok, he can’t find it in himself to be anything other than incandescently happy.

Namjoon

The two of you spend three weeks in Italy, spending the first week in Venice where he rents out an entire canal side apartment with a rooftop garden and stargazing sight and back patio. 

Your honeymoon is slow and leisurely, time spent lingering over meals and in bed in the mornings. 

He takes you on a gondola ride the first day. 

You do all of the touristy things- visit museums together, walk the streets in the afternoons when the light is all golden and the streets are hazy 

You attempt to try every flavor of gelato and quickly get preoccupied with the different types of chocolate, which Namjoon thinks is adorable. 

You both could spend a lifetime wandering the city streets arm and arm and never get bored, finding the back alley hole in the wall places that have the best food. 

He takes you to a different famous restaurant each evening and to a wine and painting class underneath the hot Mediterranean sun, 

And at night Namjoon will lean in close to you and asks you how misses Kim is enjoying her honeymoon, her food, or her wine, 

and sometimes you’ll coyly look away, and he’ll kiss you his lips tasting like gelato or pinot noir as he asks “how about now?” and then another kiss “now?”

And he’ll drag you home to make love to you with you bent over the railing of the rooftop garden, 

“You gotta be quiet honey- you don’t want anyone to hear us up here do you?” 

The next week you spend in Rome where the two of you go to see the Vatican- and almost get kicked out for being too handsy, 

You get a private wine tour and the hosts let you loose in the wine fields, you guys are a little tipsy and a little too enamored by the smell of the white grapes and fertile Italian dust, 

So you hardly protest when Namjoon hoists you up- and in a show of strength that he’s proud of slings your legs over his shoulders with your back pressed against an olive tree, and eats you out like you’re a damn full course meal, 

By the time you wander back, your legs are jelly and he won't wipe the smirk off his face. “Did your wife get sunstroke, Mr. Kim?” the hostess asks, inquiring after your dazed expression  

“Maybe- we better turn in, don’t worry, I’ll take care of Mrs. Kim”  

And take care of you he did. 

Your honeymoon was more a relaxing adventure than anything else and you come back to your lives, ready to start on projects that you’d both abandoned before.

Jimin 

Jimin really wants to be a literal fairy tale prince for you- so the two of you spend nearly a month in France, even renting an actual chateau for part of it- though you do tour a fair few as well. 

You guys take a tour of champagne France, and Jimin gets progressively more and more complementary the more he drinks the bubbly liquor mixed with peaches or lemon. 

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you where an actual princess- we should check your family tree.” 

“This prime rib tastes good but I’d rather eat something else if you know what I mean.” 

“is it just me or am I the luckiest man in the world?” 

And the two of you get so wasted that the owner has to drive you home giggly. 

But once you’re back in the castle, the walls of yellow wood and gold leaf are warm and inviting. Jimin hugs you from behind, hooking his hands into the tops of your jeans by his thumbs and kissing your cheek, his lips sliding down the side of your face to suck on your neck. 

“Will let you make you mine in every way Jagi? Now that we’re married?”

Needless to say, you guys defiled every single inch of the chateau, you had sex in what used to be a dukes bedroom, on the wide dining room even against what you found out was a very very old painting. 

Even when he takes you to Paris he continues to act possessive of you- kissing you on the neck in public- something he’d never done before, pinching your ass in your short skirt.  

He even drags you into a back alley at one point in time, you’ve always loved how adventurous he was with your sex life, and married life has not changed that one bit- if anything it’s only made it hotter. 

He takes you shopping in Paris’s garment district loving the fancy French lingerie so much that he nearly buys have the store. 

He takes treating you as a princess really seriously, by making sure room service is ready when you wake up, and Makes sure every hotel puts roses on each bed. 

you put a love lock on the love bridge togeather. 

You go to the top of the Eiffel tower and see Paris at night time, walking through the streets all giggly and drunk after dinner, 

He takes you to the Paris opera house and even takes you on a special behind the scenes tour. 

Your honeymoon was just about spending time together- about you having him all to yourself, and as your prince and husband; Jimin was delighted to oblige you

Taehyung 

The two of you decide to take a mini trip around California for two weeks, going to see the redwood forest but also content to spend most of your time in San Francisco and la. 

After a day of traveling after your wedding you and Taehyung hole up in this nice but generic hotel when you’ve got week long reservations at a Sonoma vineyard. 

And Tae pulls you close to him while he sits on the edge of the bed, intent on just holding you while he falls asleep- tired from a day of traveling- but he’s woken from dozing when you softly whisper that you have a little surprise for him. 

“I talked to the doctor a few weeks ago… she took me off my birth control…” 

And he sort of looks up at you with this dumbfounded look, suddenly more awake then he’s been and years, and you’re trying to conceal your small but shining smile.

Tae’s been bugging you about kids since forever, but you’d always said you weren’t ready. He touches your face softly and reverently, you can see that you’ve almost reduced him to tears. 

Fingers skim across your stomach as he looks up at you with eyes full of wonder and says with his famous boxy smile “let's make a baby.”

Taehyung makes love to you and fucks you every single way over the course of your honeymoon.

Groaning like a porn star every single time he cums inside of you. You even laugh and tease him over his new kink because you swear he’s never cum that hard before. 

“I didn’t even know I liked it to be honest!” he says, blushing harder than he has in years. But your teasing is all in good fun. Teahyung shows you that Making a baby can be very very kinky and very very fun.  

“Beg for it, Darling,”

You spend a few nights in a little Sonoma vineyard trying all the best wines. And spending half the day in and out of bed- Taehyung hasn’t become any less insatiable. 

He doesn’t stop even after you remind him that it will probably take your body a little while to adjust to the absence of hormones.

In the end, he try’s so hard to get you pregnant that he forgets about having fun on the honeymoon all together, though in his mind it was still an amazing time. 

at night he brushes his hands over your (still flat) stomach pouting and saying, “I just want to start a family with you already”

Jungkook 

Your Engagement might have been a little bit rushed, seeing as Jeon Jungkook had accidentally knocked you up the one time you didn’t use a condom. 

But he knows that he could never love anyone else the way he loves you, you and your little baby bump. 

He spends your entire plane flight talking about how cute your bump looked in your dress, you’re only 4 months along- really just starting to show in any significant way.

Jungkook had popped the question to you the second you’d told him. 

Sure you were young, but he knows that he wants this with you. He wouldn’t want it any other way. 

The first few days of your honeymoon are unexpectedly chaste, the two of you decide to go to Japan together, mostly because of how close it is (Jungkook didn’t want to put you under the stress of a long flight) 

You guys have managed to time it perfectly to see the rolling hills of flowers that sit below mount Fuji 

You spend the days with him, walking among the flower paths, taking the sky tram to the base on the mountain, and visiting some of the temples. 

But a few days in- you can sense he’s getting restless, 

His hands linger on you when you go to the local hot springs, his hands grabbing at every inch of you under the hot water, but he never makes the moves you want him too. 

His hand hovers on your knee while you’re out at dinner trailing close enough to the middle of your thigh that it makes you squirm. 

You eventually ask him what’s wrong and he backs you slowly up against the door of your hotel room, his forehead rested against yours as he presses a hungry kiss against you, his stomach brushing your pump as your back hits the door softly. 

“I want to make love to you for the first time as your husband, do you think its ok? You know for the baby?” his eyes flicker down to your stomach, he looks so unsure

“Of course! I’m surprised you didn’t ask sooner- I thought that- that you didn’t…like me like this.” Your insecurities feel silly now that you say them out loud to him, his eyes go wide as he almost jumps to say “God no honey you’re absolutely gorgeous- I’d say even more now!”

His hands brush over your swollen breasts as he lies you down on the hotel bed, 

“you’re so beautiful like this, of course, I want to-“ he breaks off in a groan. Nipping at the skin exposed by the deep v of your dress “I’m so lucky.” He pants out. 

Let's just say your daughter, who was born 5 months later- was the first of many children you had.