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[screampied]

Omg hi can I request like a loving, cozy, domestic pronebone with Suguru?? Like he’s just like “shh be quiet Satoru is in the room next door we can’t wake him up” while pressing adoring kisses to the back of your neck omg😵‍💫

trying to keep quiet with suguru ★

cw. fem! reader, prone bone, unprotected, finger sucking, dirty talk, praise

“. . . shhhh,” he’d shush against the corner of your ear, presenting you deep low strokes. a winded gasp wretches from your throat as a palm of geto’s glues against your mouth. he’s so deep, a free hand of his ghosts against the backsides of your spine. an eye roll overtakes your pupils as he’s giving you such righteous hits against your yawning core. geto’s weight just narrowly hovers over you as he’s pressed right up against you, spit slicked lips of yours gnaw and gnash together before you whine again. “gotta be quiet sweetheart. unless you want ‘toru to hear us. you want him to hear how sloppy you are f’me, hm?”

craning your head slowly, you shake a sweet little no and he chuckles, a kiss going against the crown of your head. “so cute,” he purrs in a husky tone, a hand of his gripping against the very edges of your arced hips. fingertips of his dance alongside the very curvature of your body — he takes pride in the way your body responds to him. you’re flinging back and forth, forward against the screeching mattress. geto’s skin, coated with a sweetened sheet of sweat sticks against your own m with each ruthless thrust. “ugh, h-hey, are you licking my palm? mhm, such a filthy girl.”

you were,

with the flatness of your tongue, it lathers against the very center of geto’s palm — tasting the insipid areas of his hand. it follows the creasing flexion lines that runs against his skin.

not before long, you dig your teeth into his hand as your muffled moans vibrate against his luscious tasting flesh. “ah, let me guess. you wanna suck on my fingers too, baby?”

“mmf, y- yes,” you whine as he momentarily departs his hand away. a nice trail of spit looks almost adhesive, its stickiness pastes against his hand as he pries his hand away from your wet mouth. geto’s sharpened hips still deeply drilling into you in the background. your loving hole flutters as you’re just vigorously being pounded beneath the sheets, each wheezing gasp that snatches from your lungs feels like it’s going to be its last. “pleaseee.”

“my pretty girl,” he whispers, the head of his cock never refusing to hit the right angle. with an easy direction of his fingers attaching to your hips, he makes you raise your torso upward to reach more bottomless areas. oh, your mouth forms into the letter ‘o’ at the way he’s stuffing you full of shaft. it’s almost mouth watering,

it is mouth watering.

as you bury your head into the crook of your elbow, geto leans in to place a few kisses near the indenting lines of your back. “look at this gorgeous body,” he purrs, his hips ultimately slowing its maddened pace down — yet despite his tempo suddenly losing its quickened haste, geto’s chest deflates. as he’s leaning up closer to you, his ravened locks of his dance graze up your shoulders as he moves.

back and forth, back and forth,

his rhythm was purely enticing. your jaw aches a bit from how it’s just idly hanging open before he showers you with more delicate kisses.

this time near your neck.

geto’s slow and precise. he starts by your nape, a tongue gradually rolling out to get a taste of your saline, salty skin.

“can never get enough of your taste, fuck,” he murmurs, you’re still plugged in with a good amount of his dick. geto’s so full, swollen rotund balls of his continues to cuff and cuff and cuff against your slick pussy. your ears knell from the never ending paps your own arousal sings as a response. “open wide, baby. get my fingers wet.”

not even seconds later, your lips happily part in preparation for geto to stuff his thickened fingers into your drooling mouth. he grins, already telling how eager you were—milliseconds leisurely passes by and you’re already relishing in the taste of two of his digits curling inside of your mouth.

“thaaat’s it, get it wet ‘cause i want a taste too when you’re done.”

your long lashes flutter against your own eyes as geto starts to pick up his pace again. his other hand still grips onto your waist as he feels your ass writhe against him. fuck, he’s getting closer and closer by the second. geto groans from how you stick against him — he’s already given you a sweet velvety load already. obsidian-black irises of his leer down at the lewd scene at bay. you’re trying to keep up with his pace, but his girth. the wide end stretch alone has you hearing plethora amounts of fuzz pour out of your ears. “s-shit, you’re so perfect arched over for me, sweets..”

with a tongue still lolling around, you merely prevent yourself from gagging once you feel the tips of his digits prod against the very roof of your mouth. just a few inches away from your uvula, a sheeny trail of saliva starts to dribble down your chin before he leans in to kiss you more against your neck.

geto even creates a little trail of kisses . .

numerous times, the warmth of his lips makes your cunt twitch up in total desperation.

trying your best to stay quiet, a loud roaring whimper tugs out of your throat at the head of his cock thwacks repeatedly against your g-spot. you gasp, two fingers of his falling out of your mouth before you’re just pornographically moaning again and again. “f- fuck, right there sugu. hngh.”

“this spot, yeah i know pretty,” and he’s heaving right with you. the undersides of the bed resumes to grate and screech in harmony. he pauses for a bit, popping his own two wet fingers into his mouth. he hums at your taste, relishing in it entirely. so sweet. as geto’s body lingers over you, your ass continuously rebounds against his. a sharp throaty rasp slides out of his lips and he hisses. “gonna cum, f-fuck, ‘m gonna stuff you so full again.”

“i- inside, sugu,” you whine as he gently delves his teeth into the left juncture of your collarbone. it was all exposed—he couldn’t help but leave a little piercing mark from his pearly white canines. geto loves getting carried away and smothers your entire skin with his own homemade moist, needy kisses. airy hot breath collides against your skin, sending you various shivers before you feel your pussy throb. it’s throbbing only divides and multiplies. he hits you in every angle, the curve of his dick ruptures through you and you moan as you feel the arch in your back perk upward. “don’t miss, wan’ it s’bad, want you.”

“i want you too,” he huffs, though with a deep voice — his voice sounds a bit shaky, a bit needy..

maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, but you were almost positive geto just whined for you. you had him so sensitive, his jaw tightens as he continues to ram his fat cock into your compressing, dense walls.

the bed’s sobbing from the hefty weight wringing against the furniture. the same creaking sensations reverbs throughout your ears and the room itself before within seconds. he’s dumping yet another oozy load into you.

with a sleazy wry grin, geto toots your hips up and he starts to grind against you.

your head’s pressing against the silky reddened crimson sheets before you grow quiet. huffs and puffs were the only noises that could be heard, as well as geto’s whimpering that subsides as he starts to finish his longing high. “god, you always know how to m-milk the shit out of me,” he hoarsely titters, wrapping a good amount of fingers around his twitching shaft. geto fists his cock as he’s still gushing a sizable portion of cum into your rapacious hole. still being a tease, you rub up against his lap as you’re still bent over, feeling his hands trail against the very curvature areas your ass. “huh, want more, do ya?”

“don’t stop, sugu,” you mewl out in a desperate plea, craving for more of his seed. it trickles down between your thighs, leaving you so sticky, a mess.

his mess,

geto can’t help but smear the fat of his thumb over your emitting entrance. the print of his finger ghosts against your gooey slit.

the gooey warm cum that streams down and outside your slit makes him groan. “i’ll never stop, baby. y-you can milk me for as much as you’d like,” he pants, preparing to realign himself again. “now let me,” he pants, the entirety of his lungs inhaling air from each second. his lips press against your neck for a final time before he whispers. “let me love you, baby. bend back over f’me, ‘m not done with this gorgeous body yet.”

[claypgeon]

being a wag is hard | oscar piastri

pairing: oscar piastri x rock star!reader

summary: oscar spends a week as the most hated ‘wag.’ he thinks he can handle it. he can’t.

notes: beware!!! oscar hate ahead 😞 pls send in request!!

ynupdates: y/n was seen at the monaco grand prix today! she was said to be in the mclaren garage, hanging out with the two drivers, lando norris and oscar piastri.

view comments below!

user1: NO Y/N STAY AWAY FROM THOSE MUSTY MEN

user2: oh y/n no…

user3: those m-men 🤮🤮 better not lay a HAND on queen y/n

user4: why did i just see a photo of y/n and that oscar kid making out on my timeline…

user5: WHAT

user6: YOURE FUCKING KIDIDNG ME

user7: pls tell me your lying before i actually hurl up my lunch

user8: NOOOO

user9: i just fell to my knees in h-mart

user10: maybe she’s just there to watch the race?? 😰😰

user11: literally praying that’s all it is 😞

ynupdates: i am heartbroken to say that it seems like y/n is going out with f1 driver oscar piastri. these were sent in last night.

view comments below!

user12: NOOOOOO

user13: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME ????

user14: NOOOOOOOOOOOO

user15: this can the real

user16: n-no no way

user17: A MAN ????? HURL HURL HURL

user18: GAG

user19: no this can’t be right it can’t be

user20: i’m killing myself

user21: this can’t be true

user22: honestly i’m just happy it isn’t that twig ‘lando’

— y/n has posted new photos!

liked by, landonorris, and 723,928 others!

yourusername: monaco, i love you 🎸

view comments below!

user23: UGH YOU LOOK SO GOOD

user24: GIRL YOU ARE STUNNING

user25: pls come to africa next 💙💙

user26: I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AT THAT FUCKKNG CONCERT!! BUT THE TICKETS GOT SOULD OUT TO FAST 😡😡

user27: holy shit i just combusted

user28: why isn’t her b-boyfriend 🤮 in her likes OR comments ??

user29: oscar what ever his last name is can’t HANDLE ALL THAT

user30: leave him for me baby 👀

user31: i can’t believe she’s dating an musty f1 man 🤢

user32: you could SO MUCH BETTER BABY 😒

— oscar piastri has posted new photos!

liked by yourusername, landonorris, and 973,928 others!

oscarpiastri: Feeling the Monégasque love this weekend 💛

view comments below!

user32: you’re not good enough for her

user33: free y/n 😔

user34: who do you think you are stealing my gf like that ??

yourusername: who is that sexy sexy man

user35: NO Y/N LOOK AWAY

user36: NO THIS ISNT RIGHT YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME AND WE GET MARRIED AND HAVE THREE KIDS

user37: leave y/n alone or i will gut you like a fish

user38: stop smiling. nothings funny.

— three days later!

liked by, oscar piastri, landonorris, maxverstappen1, and 972,724 others!

yourusername: okay, stop hating on oscar now.

view comments below!

user39: okay!

user40: whatever you say queen 😁

user41: we just had to make sure he was right for you!!

user42: now that i’m taking a good look…he’s kinda cute?

user43: whatever you say 😍

landonorris: the switch up ???

user44: who do you think you are

user45: get out of here

user46: oscar was just a tease, we will run you to the ground ugly ass

user47: who’s talking to you

landonorris: OMG IM SORRY ???

user48: if he ever hurts her istg

user49: we will stop hating on oscar now 😵‍💫

[callanton]

princess treatment —riize

you once dreamed of being a princess so they treat you like one! : riize as act of service.

pairing riize x female reader. genre fluff, established relationship. warnings kissing, skinship, foods, not proof-read. lib

— osaki shotaro, having you as his passenger princess

listen, this man LOVE having you sit beside him with your favourite songs playing in the background.

he even has a whole playlist of your fav songs n his playlist for you </3

would take you on a late-night drive with him >:)

it's either he came unannounced or he will likely text you before.

if he didn't text you that night, you need to be prepared..

because he will show up in front of your door with a bouquet of flowers in his hand

and it'll be your favs too 😞😞

he also will drive you to the drive-thru of your fav restaurant!!

you're bored, hungry, sad? just text him 🤷🏻‍♀️

and he's coming right away!

not to mention the stargazing date with you.

he literally has the picnic mat in the backseat of his car.

trust me he have EVERYTHING prepared.

just for you fr 😝

— song eunseok, holding out a door for you

it's doesn't matter if your hands are full of not because when you look up

the door has already been opened WIDE for you

the car door, the restaurant door, the shops door.

literally every door.

even if you ask him to open the bathroom door for you, he will.

like he doesn't even hesitate 🙏🏻

you'll have his words when he said he will open every door for you.

he was ready the whole time.

making sure he walk before you so he could lead you to the door and open it for you!

mostly he will wrap his arm around your waist and lead you to the door,

while his other hand is pushing the door open.

sometimes he will even bow like a gentleman for a joke just to crack you up.

eunseok is just a silly guy </3

— jung sungchan, piggy back ride everytime you want

we all can see the vision, you don't tell me you don't 🤨

cause look at this man??

he's literally 186 cm and you don't see him as the act of service piggyback ride???

bffr girl... he's the typa man who would randomly pick you up.

you don't need to ask cause my man is willing to do anything for you.

he would be all giggly while spinning you around with a childish smile on his face.

he notices the way you walk slowly than usual then he would bend down in front of you.

without any word, he pats his back signaling you get on him.

like!!! where can you find another when he's like this 😞

he would hold your shoes while carrying you on his back.

he will tell you to rest your head on his shoulder.

secretly love when you play with his hair, rambling something to him.

chat, he's not listening at all..

your voice is too soothing for him to even pay attention.

— park wonbin, letting you wear his clothes

it's usually when you come over and stay over for a night.

he would offer you to wear his shirt if you don't bring any.

even if you bring he would insist you to wear his 😵‍💫

he loves seeing you in his clothes.

especially those big hoodies that makes you look small.

he will melt right away as soon as you walk out from his room wearing his shirts.

he love when you scent stay on his shirt.

he might not wash it (jk)

if you said that you're planning to stay for a night,

he will prepare his shirts for you.

so you don't need to bring yours!

sometimes he likes seeing you walk around his apartment while wearing his shirt,

especially when his members stay under the same roof as him.

it'll makes him think that he could show that you only belongs to him.

— hong seunghan, letting you wear his shoes when your feet hurts

he himself just screams out the act of service.

you knew going to an amusement park while wearing heels wasn't a very good idea.

especially with this hyper and suupeeerr curious boy.

he would drag them out of you to everywhere.

the rollercoaster, the merry-go-round, anything you name it.

but he would notice the discomfort displayed on your face.

like immediately.

"are you okay? do you wanna go home?" was the first thing he asked after seeing your expression.

he's asking like the world would end if you were not comfortable.

and of course you would tell him that it's okay.

doesn't take him so long to notice that your feet are actually hurting ( you stumbled a lot while walking )

he would stop in front of you and take off his shoes, telling you to wear it.

"are you gonna walk barefoot?" "we swap it" "it's not gonna fit you" "i don't care, as long as you're comfortable"

— lee sohee, singing you to sleep

we all know sohee has an angelic voice.

i could hear him singing and talking all day, nonstop.

and will never be tired 🙏🏻

he'll learn your favorite songs and sing it for you through the night.

sometimes it'll be a lullabies or slow song.

but that can't compete to his song.

he will LITERALLY wrote a song for YOU.

he has a whole album of a songs that he wrote.

all dedicated to you <3

in his songs,

you will hear the sound of you laughing, humming in the background.

he put every audio clips that he record when he's spending his time with you.

even a voice notes that you sent to him

like.. im so down bad

bonus:

the cover of the album would be your childhood photo or the photo of you and him

— lee chanyoung, holding your hand to warm you up

so i just thought the cutest aos for the cutest boy..

and this came up 🥹🥹

i think it suits him very well cause he's just a shy boy who wants to show his love to you!!

he will notice right away how your hands shiver slightly.

i see the vision where he's too shy to ask if he could hold your hand or not..

of course you'll let him cause who wouldn't 😴

glance at your hand and back to your face awkwardly.

took you a while to realize that he might want to hold your hand.

if you hold his hand for him, his cheeks will turn bright red immediately!!

however, if HE decides to make the first move..

he would quickly take your hand and put it in his pocket.

but if you expect him to look at you after the sudden action?

he wouldn't, 100% im so sure.

© callanton's ( 🎐 ). please do not steal/translate/repost without permission!

[tsimvkas]

find comfort in you — trent a.

A/N: it took me a week to be able to write this so im sorry to be posting it on a happy sunday lmao 😵‍💫 a proper trent fic is coming soon please be patient with meee

In the six months you’ve been together, you’ve seen Trent crying once: when Klopp announced his decision.

Since then, you’ve been dreading this day. The final game, when Trent would have to say goodbye to one of the most important men of his life.

When all the celebrations ended and the player’s family entered the pitch, you sat and waited. Trent is very reserved, and you’re even more reserved than him.

Since day one, the agreement was not dragging attention to the relationship, which means you hadn’t been officialised to the rest of the world yet.

It was never a problem to you, not wanting to have people stalking you around or commenting weird things on your socials. But in moments like these you wish Trent were a normal guy.

You wish you could just go there and share the moment with him and his family, supporting him and telling him how proud you were. How strong he was.

But your choices needed some sacrifices, so you kept watching the lap of honour as a normal fan, smiling to the view of your boyfriend holding Aura, so happy and comfortable in her uncle’s arms.

Having seeing him crying earlier during Klopp’s speech had broken your heart, but you knew it was coming. Even though the rest of the world doesn’t know how much, Trent is a sensitive guy, and the end of this era — the only era he has known in his professional career — really affected him.

You agreed to meet them in the parking lot, so when Marcel waved for you it was your signal to leave.

Patiently waiting next to Trent’s car, you instantly noticed how his mood had changed since the last time you checked on him on the pitch.

When no one’s watching, is when your boy shows how he’s actually feeling.

“Are you coming home with me?” was the first thing he said, but instead of teasing and saying something like ‘good night to you too’, you chose to cup his face and stroke his cheeks.

“I think your mum was thinking about staying with you, she was telling me about what she’ll cook” you told him softly, your heart hammering in your chest when he leaned on your touch.

“I asked her not to. Just for tonight, I need to be alone” Trent squeezed your waist, sighing. You nodded, since you imagined that he’d want some space after the draining day.

“That’s ok babe” you stroked his chin. “Can you drop me home?”

“No” he shook his head and opened his eyes, his pleading eyes immediately finding yours. “I need to be alone with you. Can you come?”

“Yeah. Yeah, of course” you felt your heart tightening with worry. “What do you want for dinner? We can have a takeaway”

“I don’t feel like eating” he mumbled, playing with the hem of your Liverpool shirt. “I just wanna cuddle and sleep”

It was your turn to sigh, but you kept stroking his cheek to give him some comfort. “Trent…”

“You can make me breakfast tomorrow” he shrugged, and you knew the subject was over for him.

“Do you want me to drive?” you asked him, ignoring the dinner topic for a while. When he nodded, you pecked his lips and walked to the driver’s side.

You drove quietly, scratching Trent’s scalp at every traffic light and smiling at his little pout.

It didn’t take long to get on his porch, and soon you were turning off the engine. Trent jumped out of the car and ran to open your door for you, making you smile.

Holding hands, you entered his house with him and Trent sighed at the warmth of his safe space.

Once you were in his room, you let go of his hand to open his wardrobe.

“You can shower first” you told him, wanting your boyfriend to have a relaxing time whilst you got to tidy his room. You love Trent, but on a daily basis he’s a messy guy and there’s nothing you can do about it.

He nodded without enthusiasm, accepting the towel you grabbed for him and walking to the bathroom.

Knowing Trent you knew it was going to be a long shower, so you got to work. Changing the bed sheets, putting his clothes in the laundry, opening the bedroom’s window and preparing a snack for him, soon you were back in his room.

Placing the sandwich and the cup of tea on his side table, and looked for the pyjama you’re always leaving there for moments like these.

When he got out, Trent frowned at the plate on the table, but you didn’t give him time to complain, quickly kissing his cheek and entering the bathroom.

Coming back to his bedroom, you were welcomed with the sight of Trent still sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for you. His tired and puffy eyes looked back at you when you got closer and leaned to peck his lips, happy to see that the plate you brought him was empty.

“Ready to knock out?” you murmured, scratching his scalp. Instead of answering, he grabbed the hoodie next to him and handed it to you.

“It’s cold tonight and we know I’ll steal the blanket” he murmured, giving you a shy smile

Giggling, you wore the hoodie before climbing in bed. Cold or not, Trent’s bedroom was acclimated and he could easily make the room warm, but you know how much he liked seeing you in his clothes and after a day like the one he had you think you boy deserves the little happinesses.

When your boyfriend crawled behind you, you let him lay in bed before laying on top of him and tucking your head into his neck, sighing when his hand started to stroke your lower back gently.

In the past six months you quickly found out that cuddling with Trent was one of the best parts of your relationship. His strong arms made you feel safe and it never took you long to sleep with the comforting warmth that irradiates from him.

“Thank you for staying with me tonight” he murmured, and you instantly pulled back to look at him.

“Always. Are you ok, though?” you gently stroked his cheek, brushing away a few tears that you know he tried to hold, without success.

“I’m gonna be” he murmured, kissing your nose. “We’re all gonna be alright. But I was thinking…”

“Mm?” you gently poked his nose, waiting for him to talk.

“You should come live with me” he said casually, biting a smile. “If I’m not seeing Klopp everyday I think I should be able to see you everyday”

“You’re comparing me to Klopp?” you raised an eyebrow.

Trent smiled softly and shrugged, and it was crazy how you could make him feel better even after the intense and emotional day he had.

“I mean, both are family”

You rolled your eyes with a pretending disbelief.

“I’m surprised you never tried to move in with him, Trent”

“I did” he mumbled, making you laugh loudly. “Ulla said no”

“I’m Klopp’s replacement then” you mocked, playfully biting his jaw.

Your boyfriend shook his head, now looking at you seriously. “You’re not a replacement. I just think the time is right but I understand if you think it’s too soon”

“I know baby” you kissed his cheek, smiling he caresses your back beneath the hoodie and your shirt. “I’ll move in with you if you learn how to clean your room”

Trent eagerly nodded, hugging your waist tighter and pecking your lips.

“Deal. I’ll clean it everyday after training”

“We know you can’t clean it everyday, not even if your life depended on it, Trent” you chuckled, resting your head on his shoulder.

“But you’ll move anyways” he brushed his nose on your hair. Trent always says how much he loves the smell of your hair products, and you think it’s cute how he pays attention to that, even complaining when you use a different one.

“I will” you kissed his neck. “I’d do anything to be closer to you”

Tangling your legs together, your boyfriend yawned before readjusting your body on top of his so you could both be more comfortable.

“I wish Klopp felt the same” Trent jokingly sighed, making you both laugh.

You know he’ll cry when you’re asleep. You know there’s a maximum amount of comfort you can offer.

But you also know that Trent will feel better if he can cry holding you; for him, your presence is already enough. You know he’ll wake up with puffy eyes and a tired expression, but he’ll get up and look for you in the kitchen.

He’ll give you a softly smile and hug you, giving your face little kisses until you start to giggle and push him away. He’ll sit and wait for you to finish coffee, and then bring you to sit on his lap.

Trent knows that tonight something was taken away from him, and that the future is uncertain, but he has you. And you, he’s sure, are his only certainty.

[ybklix]

Wearing lose shirt with nothing underneath & sitting on his lap ?? 😵‍💫 Lee know?

minho’s lap😮‍💨

take it off

♡ lee minho

⟡summary: Your boyfriend loves to tease you and make you feel good even after a tiring day at work.

❀ pairing: idol lee know x fem reader

♡ genre - warnings: smut, established relationship, dom! minho, teasing, slight dirty talk, fingering, masturbation, spanking, unprotected sex

word count: 3k

a/n: my first request ig wohoo u little minhoes, is this how it works? lol, i had this in my head since minho is tio by zayn coded

You missed Minho, you haven't seen him for days because he was busy at work, you knew that during these dates it was difficult to see him, and then it became almost impossible once he returned to make his presentations, even staying all night in the place. But tonight he promised to see you, lately he ended up so tired that all he did was go to his dorm to rest, sadly you had to insist that he agreed to see you, he also missed you intensely but when it came to his work he got too serious, after all, he had a reputation and image to maintain.

You had cooked for Minho variety of his favorite dishes, you were a little exhausted but it would be worth it to see his tender face light up when he ate something delicious. You were in the kitchen, setting everything up when you heard the characteristic sound of your door indicating that someone was coming in, you smiled broadly and almost run to your foyer to see who it was. Minho was wearing blue jeans, a simple white shirt and a thin jacket loose to his body, he was completely covered even though it was a hot summer day in the city, he couldn't risk being recognized.

You pounced on him and hugged him by the neck, you had missed him so much you couldn't get enough of saying it, Minho reciprocated the hug right away, holding tightly to your lower back.

“Oh, y/n” Minho said while he could still breathe in the smell of your hair.

“Don't let us stop seeing each other for so long” you warned him in a stern but gentle tone once you parted.

Minho smiled as he watched you tenderly and nodded, removing his jacket and face mask.

“What's that?” you asked him as you noticed he was carrying plastic bags from somewhere he shopped in his hand.

“Ah, a dessert for later, come on let's go” Minho added confidently, walking into your apartment.

Minho walked next to you to the kitchen with his hand gently on your butt and finally saw what you had cooked for him.

“Woah, it looks delicious. Thank you, love” Minho walked over to you giving you a kiss on your head.

You watched his round eyes sparkle as he sat down to eat, you wanted to hear everything from him, even though you texted daily and were updated on every single thing he did, you wanted to hear him talk and talk.

“I'll take a picture and post it” he said before picking up the chopsticks.

You smiled at the horrendous angle he took the pictures and joined him for dinner. You didn't want to ask him about work, his face looked a little dull and tired that you didn't know if it was right to start talking about it, but there was nothing else to say, since he spent more time at the company than with you, you both knew that starting a relationship would be sometimes a lonely dynamic, still it was worth every second when you were with him, as if he rewarded you double and you forgot that you don't see him that often. Still you tried to be gentle and say to him:

“Did you have a long day today?”

Minho looked at you and stopped eating for a second.

“Yes, kind of, it was long because it was a day of waiting and small recordings, there were no rehearsals so I found it tedious.”

You could tell it was one of those days by seeing his perfectly coiffed hair and light makeup a bit already worn on his face.

“Did you pick the best pictures for the album?” you said to him amused.

“Sure, I posed like this” he replied amused making a random pose by putting his hands behind his head.

Minho smiled, adorably raising his high cheekbones and you caught his laughter. He kept telling you more details, you adored listening to him talk, he even shared his upcoming schedule to see which days he could dedicate his day only to you, you sighed watching him, sometimes you wanted to be a clingy girlfriend going everywhere he went but, you had to keep your posture.

“When we go to Busan, you're coming with me, I'm not asking you” he commented seriously looking at you intensely, you knew him well, yes he meant it but his intention of being intense was just him being a bit of a tease.

You nodded, giving him a kiss on the cheek; after a few minutes he wanted to tidy up and wash all the dishes used as he was always helpful no matter what, you begged to help him as he insisted that you should stay seated to rest the food.

You were next to him, helping him to dry the dishes while Minho washed each pot cautiously, you loved the closeness of his body, honestly you were totally willing for tonight to be one of those tender ones where later he takes a shower and you both go to sleep cuddled up, but you lost yourself in the movement of his big soapy hands, the skillful crush of the sponge and his marked arms with notorious veins... that's when you realized that you didn't just need Minho's company, you needed everything from him, and when you least thought about it, you remembered that it had been long days without sex. You decided to blame your random horny thoughts to the heat of the day, despite having your apartment cool, outside it was a total mess, strong sun during the day and dry and hot nights, you wore shorts and a loose button down blouse that Minho bought you on one of his many trips, he always did that, he bought something for you, but definitely his favorite thing to give you as a gift was clothes that matched his.

You were relieved that Minho didn't notice that you suddenly became aroused at the thought of his hands touching your body, nor that he noticed you looking at him shamelessly, he was just there innocently helping you wash your dishes; otherwise if he had noticed he would start with his double meaning comments and his arrogant little smile, you didn't want it now, you felt completely needy that you didn't need any more humiliation by your boyfriend.

You both finished and Minho decided to rest a bit in your living room making himself comfortable on the couch.

“You'll stay here to sleep, right?” you asked standing in front of him.

“Mmhum” gasped Minho as he stretched his body closing his eyes and trying to relax, “Seungmin is in charge of the dorm, I told him not to disturb at all.”

Minho stared at you, you smiled and were ready to sit next to him until you noticed how he patted his thigh indicating you to sit on his lap, you couldn't be happier and fell on his legs hugging his neck, positioning your body sideways on top of him. You loved sitting on his lap, his thighs were strong and worked, you were so comfortable and your ass accommodated perfectly with no problem, Minho also knew how much you loved it too, as well as slapping his thighs with your ass as you jumped on his cock.

For him it was simple, when he wanted to have you, he did, he would get hard in seconds when it came to you, he still loved to tease you and prolong the process, torturing you both.

“How much did you miss me?” he murmured with an arrogant tone in a low, thick voice.

You slowly lost your sanity as you looked into his leering eyes and heard his tone, oh god, you thought, of course he was going to fuck you tonight, you were so excited that your lower part started to react. Minho was holding you tightly by the waist with his left hand while with his right one, he caressed your thighs.

“You know that I missed you so much, Minho” you stared at him.

“I needed you too, princess.”

He said and moved closer to you to give you a slow, fiery kiss, you needed him so much, you wanted to jump on his cock now, you were so wet and ready, you wanted to feel full, you could feel him too, so hard in a short time, but Minho… he liked slow play and it was killing you inside.

You moaned between the kiss and pulled your body back as you felt Minho's heavy, warm hand rub your center on top of your garment, you knew perfectly well that Minho could keep you like this for a long time, kissing you hotly until your lips swelled; his hand on your waist began to slide inside your loose blouse finally feeling his touch of skin on yours, making you feel so good, Minho moved his hand up to notice your exposed tits, cupping them tightly as he moved his kisses down your jaw and neck, he was still surprised by the sudden delight of feeling your breasts in his hand.

“Why aren't you wearing anything underneath, princess?” he gasped between kisses, feeling his heavy, hot breath on your neck.

You hated talking when Minho made you so bad, your breathing was so ragged and ragged, but knowing him, you knew he always wanted an answer; if you didn't he would make a sudden move on you and growl through his teeth 'I'm talking to you'.

“It's a hot day and... I'm in the comfort of my home, Minho…” you tried to sound as poised as possible.

Minho smiled sideways and squeezed your nipples and the grip on your pussy tighter, causing you to reflexively close your legs a little.

“Or is it because you love to tease me and were so ready for me, kitten, wearing clothes with easy access” Minho whispered in your ear, massaging your breasts harder, “Besides, how do I know you weren't out there like a little slut going shopping to make dinner with nothing on underneath.”

You shook softly, when he made those kinds of comments you knew you were in for a bit of physical punishment so you bit your lip at the memory of his heavy hand on your ass.

“Stand up for a moment baby” he ordered you in a rough voice, you almost moaned as you stopped feeling his hands on you, it felt so wrong when he stopped touching you, “Turn around” he said and positioned you with your back to him.

You listened as he sat up a little from the couch and suddenly you felt his hand squeeze your thigh and then both them search for the button of your shorts, deftly removing them, you were so excited by every slow movement your boyfriend made and it was so unexpected, in a second he could kneel you down and make you suck his cock, or bend you over and start penetrating you, curiosity was eating you to know what he was going to do with you, but you just decided to enjoy every second of it.

Minho took the elastics of your panties and pulled them tight leaving your sensitive and wet pussy exposed, he massaged your ass with two of his hands and you felt a soft kiss on your skin, suddenly nothing, you turned around confused and found your boyfriend trying to pull down his tight pants from his thighs, despite being a bit baggy, once he sat down they became tight on his big legs and finally free him of that denim that burdened his cock. You bit your lip internally screaming to feel his stiff penis in you; Minho pulled down his underwear releasing his throbbing sex full of energy.

“Come here” he grabbed your arm tightly, “I want to smack your cute ass a little.”

You frowned confused trying to have an explanation, “But..” you tried to say but Minho was being rough moving you.

You swallowed nervously and put your abdomen on his thighs, leaving your ass at his mercy as you felt his erection rubbing a little on your waist.

“Don't expect me to be gentle” moaned Minho, lifting your big, loose blouse a little and giving you a hard spanking and then squeezing the injured area.

You gasped in pain, and pleasure as you felt his fingers fuck your entrance all of a sudden, Minho gave you another four hard spanks with his right hand, leaving his hand branded on your ass while with his other hand he mercilessly moved his fingers in you, you were so close to cumming from the pain and pleasure that you felt a little guilty that you find something like that so fucking exciting, but that was Minho, if he didn't make you suffer a little in sex then it wasn't him, even when you made love which was supposed to be sweet and romantic, he fucked you so deep that he made you dig your nails into his back.

Minho saw your legs contract waiting for you to unload all your tension, you were about to tell him you were going to cum, but he stepped forward and stopped, pulling you by your hair with his left hand and telling you full of desire, “Come here, I'm not done yet, you can't cum until I tell you.”

He made you sit back on his lap for which you moaned for your newly hurt ass, this time turning your back to him, you moaned as you felt his hard cock press against your back, he grabbed your waist a little to lift you up and position his dick between your wet labia, making you both moan, the firmness of his manhood felt so good pressed against your soaked cunt, enveloping it perfectly that you wanted to start moving, but you were completely in submissive mode, it was obvious that you couldn't do anything because it was one of those times when your boyfriend took total control.

Minho moved your loose hair out of the way and positioned his face on the side of your neck. He was so turned on he wanted to see everything of you, he was so needy for your pussy squeezing his cock but the long wait turned him on more, more with your needy gaze and sizzling gasps.

“Take off your shirt, baby” he commanded in your ear.

You were about to bend over and take it off over your head like any normal garment but Minho stopped you, “No, no, do it button by button.”

You almost whimpered at the feel of his throbbing cock under your dripping pussy and you being able to do nothing about it; with trembling hands you tried to do it as fast as you could while Minho watched with so much amusement.

“Good girl, you're a good girl for me” Minho murmured as he saw you managed to do as he asked, “Let's get it off” he gently slid your blouse off, finally leaving you naked.

“I want you to show me…” he muttered again, taking your dominant hand and bringing it to your cunt, “How much you missed me, I want to see how you played with your pussy pretending it was me, did you do that, princess?” gasped Minho.

“Yes” you moaned as you touched his tip pressing against her pussy.

It wasn't a lie, the nights were long and boring without Minho and your only companion at times was your faithful vibrator, but nothing compared to him.

You settled your body a little, rubbing your wetness against his erection and let yourself lean on his chest as you tried to stimulate your clitoris giving him the show he wanted. Your squirts were falling on his cock, you closed your eyes letting yourself go as he squeezed your thigh and your tit. Minho was getting the best view possible, watching you squirm for him as you rubbed his swollen cock.

You gasped, your entrance was a little hard to reach in that position and more so with your boyfriend's big erect dick between your folds.

“Were you moaning my name while you were doing it alone, you dirty slut?”

“Mmm… Mi-minho” you whimpered as you continued to play with your clit and subtly rubbed yourself on his cock.

Minho was so lubed too, he moaned to feel your little movements, if you kept this up he was about to cum too. You started stimulating yourself slowly but your heart rate was getting higher and higher, speeding up your own movements in your pussy too, you were so ready to cum on your boyfriend's cock that you were frustrated that you didn't want your own fingers to be the ones satisfying you, so you thought you were going to give him what he craved so much.

“Fuck me, Minho, do it now, please” you whined in his ear.

Minho smiled to hear you begging.

“Then sit on my cock now, princess, take it and ride it well” he gasped.

Agitated, trying to get back all your senses as you incorporated feeling the incredible wetness of your pussy and let yourself fall on Minho's cock, sliding so easily and smoothly inside of you, still, you ached. You both sighed in pleasure finally as you were joined and you began to jump up and down non-stop being heard in the room the grotesque sound of your wet cunt, your ass falling hard on Minho's thighs and the gasps of both of you.

“Cum for me, princess, cum all over my cock now” Minho whispered excitedly.

Minho helped you by holding your waist and when you felt a little overwhelmed you let yourself lean on his chest still with his t-shirt on and he began to ram you hard lifting his hips, while he played with your clit. You felt him so close too, you whimpered with bated breath and fell surrendered in orgasm, sitting on his cock and thighs.

“You did it so well, princess and dinner was delicious, thank you” Minho told you agitated but sweetly, stroking your hair.

[pixiiipie]

Since your my only hope for sub zayne stuff. If you have any spare time could you write a dom to sub fic? please🙇‍♂️. I love your content

jealous boy

includes: dom to sub zayne | reverse comforting | handjob (giving) | hickies (receiving and giving) | nipple play (giving) | a little possessive zayne | not proofread!! (yet!)

awww i’m so honoured i’m just a single mom supporting all my kids <3 and thank youu! i rly like dom-> sub things but writing it is a whole other story 😵‍💫 writing dom character things are rly hard i dont wanna make it actually awful. hope you like my attempt <333

authors note!: the dom part of this is very small and mostly just body language and some not super sexual things. just zayne being possessive and jealous but we soon sort him out. mostly comforting him. i don’t really like this… i promise i can write things that aren’t sickly sweet!!

it was very rare for zayne to have a day off let alone a whole weekend. he committed himself fully to his work but even though they rely a little too much on him, his colleagues (and you) insisted that he took some time off. to help him completely forget about his ‘abandoned duty’, you treated him with days out and simple moments of intimacy to reward him.

on one of these days, you took him to a bakery to pick out any dessert he wished to enjoy in the park. although it took some time for him to allow you to spoil him like this, he happily pointed out a few treats for the both of you (though he was quick to repay you with a bouquet of your favourite flowers-of course he knows-intimately arranged on your way home). it was a lovely warm day and it felt warmer with every longing gaze zayne looked at you with. he’d never been as happy as he was in that moment.

after your long day, you both decided to stay in and enjoy a home cooked meal in each others company (the flowers weren’t enough and zayne really wanted to treat you to your favourite restaurant but you managed to push him home instead- it was his day! you were spoiling him!). cooking together was a shared activity that you and him tried to do as often as you could. making something for both of you to enjoy and feel proud of as you danced around each other was a perfect way to end any day.

however, this time it felt a little different. instead of his usual actions where he would occasionally come over to press kisses to your head as you chopped vegetables, he barely left you unsupervised and would (a little too tightly) hold you by the waist occasionally brushing his fingers over any bare skin he could reach. noticing this, you tried to bring it up with him whenever he did something like this but zayne was too good at remaining in control of his tone and brushed it off. even if he didn’t give it away with his responses, you knew him and could tell something was up.

you planned to talk to him about this over dinner where you could watch him without being distracted. hopefully things didn’t turn sour and ruin what was a beautiful day with him. since you were still trying to spoil him, you insisted for him to sit at the table and you’ll dish up and bring the food over. obediently, he does so but his demeanour is making you a little uneasy. you’ve dealt with many of his different emotions and are stating to be able to tell how he’s feeling even if it’s not obvious to others but this was new.

as you set his plate down in front of him, he pulled you onto his lap in one quick motion and kissed you. this took you off guard since although you’ve been trying to get him to open up to you and act with more confidence, this was a first. it was difficult to gain control of the kiss but he soon stopped as you lightly hit his back. “zayne what is it? what’s the matter?” you asked unintentionally avoiding pet names in your confusion and slight annoyance. he didn’t answer and instead focused on peppering kisses down your neck before sucking a prominent mark in the most sensitive place (god damn doctor).

while he did this, one hand stayed wrapped around your waist while the other firmly held onto your thigh rubbing small circles with his thumb. you’ve cuddled like this before either casually or to comfort one of you but never like this. never in such a possessive way. he didn’t do anything more than this- even if he was lost in this sudden possessive mood, he would never go further and overstep your boundaries.“you’re mine” he breathed into the crook of your neck. the words felt unnatural coming from him. “and i am yours” that felt better. it didn’t seem like zayne said this to you but more to himself as an affirmation.

his initial possessiveness was becoming desperation and it hurt your heart to see him like this. just as he was about to make another mark, you stopped him by cupping his face with your hand and tilting his head up to look at you. “zayne. my darling what’s bothering you?” your voice was stern but softened when he avoided eye contact. you kissed his forehead to coax a response from him worrying that he was embarrassed or ashamed of himself.

“you’re so beautiful” he whispered so quietly that if all your attention was not on him, you would’ve missed it. as a reward, you kissed his temple and waited for him to feel ready to continue. “i apologise for… that. i don’t know what came over me.” taking a deep breath, zayne took his hands off you and let them hang by his sides but you were quick to take one before it dropped and held it. as he spoke to you, you intertwined your fingers and traced lines over it to steady him.

“everywhere we went today,” he started but unsure where to look, “people were staring at you. that’s very natural as you are… so beautiful but they were friendly to you and likewise you were back.” you half understood what he was saying but the last part threw you. you squeezed his hand to encourage him to continue. “this is very childish of me but i think i was jealous of how well you get along with people and how they look at you. i… i didn’t want you to forget about me.”

ah so that’s what it was. usually when he’s jealous, he owns up to it in a “yes i was jealous, so what?” or “i was not jealous.” way but his entire demeanour was different. he didn’t feel sour, just sad.

“my darling zayne,” you say, bringing his hand up to kiss his knuckles which made him look at you, “you kiss are a very kiss silly man.” a fond expression crossed your face to help him understand that you weee teasing. “you said it earlier you are mine.”

“i am yours.” he finishes, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. zayne let his head fall against yours and breathed deeply. you were the biggest comfort to him in every way. “besides, everyone in the hospital looks at you like you’re god incarnate! they can’t help but sing your praises.” you say rubbing his back.

“they’re not you though.” zayne says. that was the sweetest thing about him. people would flock over him and admire him but nothing they said would ever come close to how warm you made him feel with a simple word. finally moving his other hand, he gently took your face and allowed you to close the gap between you both. kissing always felt better when you took the lead. kissing always felt better when it was with you.

taking this opportunity to straddle him, you return the favour and kiss a trail down to his neck to mark him up. zayne keeps a softer hold on your waist and tries his hardest not to move as you kissed and bit all over his neck. no matter how hard he tried though, trying to suppress his soft whines became more difficult the more you continued.

“there. now you know i’m not lying.” you say, sitting back to admire your work. zayne’s entire figure was struggling to not slump over as he gazed at you through half-lidded eyes. those eyes were a stark contrast from the look he gave you a few minuets ago. you knew what that face was. “use your words darling. what do you need?” you whisper with a smirk taking his chin to look at you.

“you” was all he could muster and all he could think of.

“cute. that’s my good boy.” you say leaning close to his ear as your hands unbuttoned his trousers. “how’s this, my love?” zayne nodded, carefully rubbing your waist and back too embarrassed to speak. just as you managed to free his dick, you move some of his hair out of his face and ask, “what would you like?” blowing a little cold air towards it to make him twitch.

“mmn just your hand please. i’d like to kiss you more.” zayne replies. all he wants right now is to be close to you and be reminded that here, in this universe, in this lifetime, you love him and he is yours. fulfilling his request, you kiss him deeply and start moving your hand just to hear him moan into your mouth. you loved the subtle change in his body language whenever you touched him like this. zayne truly melts and his body becomes even more obedient to you. all he wants is you.

“zayne, my love, you know there’s no need to be jealous of all those people today.” you say watching him try to hide his face as you call him out. hearing you call him ‘jealous’ made him feel immature. “you’re the only one i want to do this to.” you add, twisting your wrist and kissing his cheek. your legs were holding him down but it was becoming increasingly difficult to not buck into your hand.

“please… only do this hnng- with me.” he pleaded his breathing becoming heavier and shakier “i- haah… i love y-you.” zayne was so soppy but it made you want to spoil him more. he could get anything he wanted when he acted like this and he probably knows it. while one of your hands worked on his dick, you moved the other under his shirt to play with his nipples. over time, you’ve been building him up and trying to make them more sensitive and he’s mentioned how they’re starting to feel good (in a very blunt way of course. very professional, very straightforward, very much breaking eye contact).

“c-careful!” zayne gasped, his body jolting forwards to the added stimulation. “i love the way your body reacts to things. i wish i could cary out a doctor’s inspection of it.” you muse mostly to yourself taking time to admire him.

“mmaybe o-one day.” he shudders as you focus your attention on his other nipple. with this promise, you increase your movements wanting to test everything on him now. “you’re so pretty like this zayne. i want to show you off to everyone.” you say moving back to his neck trying to get him close. “nno haah…” he whined not wanting to share this moment with anyone but you.

“but… seeing you like this is for my eyes only.” your hot breath on his neck and what you were saying made it hard for him to concentrate and a familiar feeling started to build. “y-yes…yes oh gods yes mmghhh just f-for you.” he babbles tilting his head back to give you more access.

“cum for me darling. i love you.” you say sucking one last mark onto him which makes him practically whine at how good you were making him feel. “tha-ank you mmghhh l-love haah- love-!” his breathing became erratic for a moment before he let out a long moan, relishing in the moment. he came over your hand and a little got on his exposed stomach but you’d be helping him out of his clothes soon enough. the day was over but you hadn’t finished spoiling him.

it didn’t take zayne too long to come back to his senses although his head was still a little foggy. he readjusted himself and rested his head on your shoulder subconsciously nuzzling a little. “‘m sorry.” he mumbled. pressing a kiss onto his head you simply reply “there’s nothing to be sorry for it’s okay. i’m just glad you’re okay.” you were so warm to him he was so lucky to have you.

“dinners cold.” he then says a little dejectedly. even though he wasn’t quite in his right mind when you were making it, you two were still making it together and he hates the idea that he wasted a home cooked meal just because of how he acted. “let’s order a take out! it’s been a little while and it’s good for you to eat unhealthy things sometimes.” you say trying to comfort him. he only scoffed in response which meant he was feeling a little like his usual self. this otherwise annoyed response made you smile.

“it’ll take a little while for it to get here,” zayne says moving his head from its safe place, “please, allow me to return the favour to you and apologise in the meantime. this is how i want to spend my days off.”

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[judes-hoe]

Late celebration~ LN4

Parrings ~ Lando Norris x reader

Summary ~ you and Lando are in a secret relationship. So you didn’t get to celebrate with him during his win in Miami so you give him a late celebration when he gets back to his apartment in Monaco.

Warnings ~ p in v(unprotected), riding, creampie, hand job, subby Lando😵‍💫, teasing.

A/N~know I’m late to this but these pics did something to me and I needed to make a fic lol.

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You and Lando have been a secret for a while, you didn’t wanna get bombarded on social media. You were beyond happy when he crossed that finish line, cheering in the living room. You couldn’t wait till her got back to celebrate.

He got back after a couple of days. Walking in the door of the apartment with a smile. Being greeted by you at the door with open arms and a big smile so happy for him. He immediately hugs you after he closes the door, picking you up and taking you to the couch, sitting down.

“I’m so proud of you lan you don’t understand.” You tell him peppering his face with kisses. “I won for you.” He tells you with a big smile. “I think you deserve and well needed celebration!” You tell him kissing his neck. “I think I do to.” He smirks while you kiss his neck. “Take this off.” You said tugging his shirt.

He takes it off for you and smiles as you litter his neck in small purplish hickeys. “I’ve waited all week for you to come home.” You whisper in his ear, sat on his lap now kissing his chest. “Going to give you a well deserved award for winning.” You smirk up at him and get up from his lap so he can lift his hips while you pull his shorts and boxers off.

Now he’s fully naked in front of you, you decide to tease him. You see his cock standing tall wanting to be touched. “Have you missed me?” You asked touching near his cock but not touch it yet. “Y-yes I have…need you!” He said getting needy now.

“Gonna be a good boy?” You asked looking up at him. “Yes I’ll be a good boy!” He whimpered out to you. You smirk and grab his cock and start making out with him. He moans into the kiss as you finally touch him. “Feels good.” He mumbled into the kiss. You smirk into the kiss when you hear him and speed up your movements which makes him moan a little louder.

You pull away from the kiss and start undressing yourself. Once you’re completely naked you straddle his lap. “Been waiting for you to come home, been waiting to feel you.” You tell him sinking down onto his cock letting out a moan. “Fuck” he said gripping your hips immediately.

You rock back and forth to get used to being filled again. You then slowly lift your hips and start bouncing up and down. You moaning with your head thrown back and he’s gripping on your hips for dear like definitely leaving some bruises. “God Lando!” You moan out and place your hands on his chest for support.

You ride him both your moans and skin clapping filling the apartment. “Fuck Lando…I’m gonna cum.” You said nails now scraping over his chest. “Cum with me.” He said breathing heavy. You let go and cum around him with a moan and he cums shortly after thrusting his hips up. His white seed painting your insides.

You stay like that for a moment before getting off and going to get a warm cloth to clean you both. When you come back you we Lando take a picture only one finger up but you can only see his chest. You roll your eyes and clean him up.

[euphternal]

Morning sex with Emily on readers birthday plz 😽

SHES GOING TO TOOOOWWWWWNNNNN LMFAOOOO

shes obvs making it all abt u, at ur pace, w ur communication, EVERYTHING

u want her to eat u out for hours? HAPPILY LMFAO

wanna try new things? of course, why not?

lots of fucking (🤭) around and finding out lol

U BOTH LOVE IT WHEN SHE WAKE U UP TO HER FINGERING U 😵‍💫

it’s her bday surprise with sex 😭😭

she loves using the controlled vibrator in public when ur out for dinner for ur bday <33

like what kehlani said from the bathroom to the kitchen…

the entire day is practically spent naked, which both of yous didn’t mind at all <3 loved in fact

every two hours she’s eating out like there’s not tomorrow 😋😋

again… she lives for pleasing u

[sluttywonwoo]

most forbidden (unhinged?) secret fantasy of each member

in honor of the 9th anniversary…

seungcheol: sugar daddy that’s secretly in love with me 🤭 something about a rich man with a soft heart and a face that looks like that

jeonghan: super freaky all-night hotel sex. like traveling with him on tour as his gf or just a random hookup idc— idk what it is about him that makes me automatically think of hotel sex but i need it i know it would fix me

joshua: cucking him maybe

junhui: …snowballing

soonyoung: riding him while he’s tied to the bed

wonwoo: getting edged like a gazillion times 😵‍💫 and only being allowed to cum on his cock

jihoon: i just kinda want him to be really mean to me? but i’m also afraid that would destroy me horny but at what cost

seokmin: pegging him or fucking him while he’s wearing a cockring

mingyu: join the mile high club or get fingered in the back of a town car or smth

minghao: need him to choke me until i cum or pass out idc which happens first

seungkwan: 69ing 🫢

vernon: somno

chan: fucking in the backseat of a car

[onii-onahole]

Hanai

[neo-kid-funk]

Can you by any chance draw Valgrace?? I love your art it's so good, makes me want to consume Percico more!!!!!<3

Omg!! I love Valgrace!! It's so cool to know other people still ship Valgrace too! I drew some domestic Fluff, hope you like it! I haven't drawn Jason in foreverrrrr so I'm a lil rusty w him 😵‍💫

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(As a fellow Hispanic, just knowing that Leo was Canonically born in 1995 in Houston, TX, He most definitely would be a Selena Quintanilla fan. I always imagined that his mom would've been a huge fan of Selena's music and they would listen to her music together)

[pupyuj]

we need more gf yujin... Mean gf Yujin well kinda cause we all miss babyboy Yujin.

🐝 (new anon)

i see the word “babyboy” and that’s all i focus on 😭 just realized i haven’t posted a drabble in a while so i’ll take a look in my asks and see if anything else catches my eye 🤓 (my neglected asks in the drafts r crying rn) n e ways welcome 🐝 anon! 💕💓

p.s. sub top yujin save me—

babyboy yujinnie dating older!reader… a wild puppy has been tamed! 😭 her friends are the first to notice that yujin doesn’t behave the same around you as she did with her previous partners! perhaps even tho that two of you were dating, she was intimidated by your maturity and how wise you were but really she was just whipped as fuck! whipped to the point of literally worshipping you? well yes! 🤤 she’d try to be as serious as you are but ultimately end up failing bcs you told her that you like it better when she’s silly, aka herself 🥴🥴

don’t be fooled though! as willing as she is to drop on her knees and do anything and everything for you, babyboy still tops 🤭🤭 she has this obsession with being your most perfect pet! making sure to memorize every inch of your body and find out which parts make you moan her name the sweetest, or the loudest… 😳 fucking you gets her rlly turned and by the time you’re shaking bcs she’s given you your sixth orgasm of the night, yujinnie would be so, so drenched but she ignores her own needs bcs all she wants to do is hear her name fall from your lips, feel your nails ruin her scalp, scratch at her arms, and hold her hand 🥺

and don’t get me started on pussy drunk babyboy yujin that finds all the right opportunities to eat you out wherever the two of you are! in your office? check. at some parking lot in the back of her car? check. a random bathroom stall? check. a private booth in an unnecessarily lavish restaurant? hell yes, check 😵‍💫 yujinnie knows how to ask nicely and that’s what she does 98% of the time bcs not only is your pleasure important to her but also your comfort 🥺 however… when her feelings are too strong, she simply just puts her hand in between your legs and start kissing your neck.. she knows it was a weakness, and her lips spread into a shit-eating grin every time it works 🙄💕

and those big puppy eyes of hers that she stares at you with as silently asking for permission every time she’s ‘hungry’?? they look 1000% better when they’re looking at you from in between your legs! 😍 yujin’s heart skipping several beats as she looked at your expressions while she does her work with her tongue.. she’s making you feel so good and she’s so proud of herself! 🥺💓 every time you praise her, she just wants more.. and so she gets better and better the longer she eats you out… not stopping even when your voice was all hoarse from screaming her name..

yujin doesn’t actually care if you crush her head with your thighs or suffocate her by pushing her face so close to your pussy that she almost can’t breathe.. it was the perfect way to die! 🤭 she only stops when you’ve tapped out, or told her to stop, or when she knows you’ve had enough.. but even then she’d give your pussy little kitten licks just to tease you bcs she loves hearing your whines since you get so sensitive 🥺🥺 ah and she works so hard drinking up all your cum, finding your taste as delicious as her favorite sweets, perhaps even better 😵‍💫💓

[swanfactory]

ft: alhaitham x gn!reader

cws: reader gets injured (burn)

🦢’s note: genshin debut with alhaitham 💪 i recently got back into genshin so im working on some more genshin related posts 😵‍💫

when alhaitham comes home that night, you don’t greet him like you usually do. he waits at the front door for a couple more seconds, thinking that maybe you just couldn’t hear the rustling of the keys or the doorknob twisting open, but still nothing.

he takes off his shoes, neatly placing them on the shoe rack and makes his way to the kitchen where he finds you, mindlessly stirring a pot on the stove with a wooden spoon. you look deep in thought, too cooped up in your own world to notice him leaning against the door.

but you quickly snap out of it when you accidentally brush your hand against the burning pot immediately jerking it away, dropping the spoon in the process.

“ahh shit…” you curse and alhaitham rushes over to you, cradling your injured hand into his much larger one, pulling it under the sink to run some cold water over it while his other hand reaches over to turn off the stove. it’s only then that moment when you finally register his presence.

“you’re back…” you say, a hint of surprise in your tone.

“i am.” he responds.

he closes the tap and pulls you over to sit on the counter while he digs in the drawers for some ointment and bandages.

you avoid his eyes, deciding that the kitchen window was far more interesting. he notices, but chooses not to say anything for now and settles with carefully tending to your injury.

you mumble out a quick ‘thank you’, trying to pull your hand out of his grasp but he keeps you pinned on the counter, you lift your head up, looking into his deep emerald eyes. his big hands move up to your cheeks, gently caressing them with the tip of his thumbs.

“is something on your mind my love ?” he asks, his eyes not leaving yours.

you don’t reply, instead choosing to pull him into your arms, wrapping them around his neck while his settle on the small of your back. you bury your face into his neck inhaling his scent.

it’s okay, you don’t have to tell him what's bothering you right away, he’ll wait. for now he’ll just hold you, for as long as you need him to.

— ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

[ickysubbyboi]

Girls who bounce on your cock like it’s nothing but a sex toy for their pleasure while having their hands on your cheek and telling you how much of a good boy you are 😵‍💫

[skiiyoomin]

RULES !! DO NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK PLEASE

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Content: SMUT CONTENT, fem! gojo x gn! reader, established relationship, swearing, use of he/him, foreplay, oral sex

thinking about fem!gojo on loop 😵‍💫.

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He turned into a chick!

Working as a sorcerer came with many surprises. At one point you learn to expect anything. But never in your life did you expect what you saw.

You were laying on the couch, your eyes boring mindlessly at the show that was playing on the TV. The sound of keys jiggling and the opening of the front door diverted your attention to the familiar figure that was stepping inside.

"You're home early"

You point out as you step into the hallway to greet your boyfriend Satoru with a kiss. He replies with a deep chuckle, leaning in once more and murmuring against your lips.

"What can I say. Can´t help it if I miss my girl"

The rest of the afternoon went by as per usual and night quickly fell over the sky. Drowsiness eventually made the bed seem far more tempting, so with that said, your head rested on his toned chest while his buff arms circled around your waist, pulling you as close as possible. It didn´t take long for your breathing to even out until you were fast asleep in his arms.

Sunlight peeked from the blinds the next morning, illuminating the cozy room and your bodies curled together. As you drifted back to conciousness, you took note of something strange. The body that was laying beside you, supposedly Satorus body, felt different. It was smaller, softer, curvier. Your head instantly shot up, the haziness from having just woken up suddenly disappearing as you look down at your boyfriend turned female.

The loose t-shirt and sweatpants he had fallen asleep in were now much larger in his smaller frame and his sharper features smoothened out into more feminine traits. You reached out and shook his shoulder gently.

"Satoru? Satoru. Wake up."

His groans, usually low and gruff sounded more high pitched, further solidifying the fact that your boyfriend, was now a woman. You shook him again until he slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"Why´re you looking at me like I grew two heads?"

He asks between a yawn. It cuts short when he too, processes the fact that his voice sounded different, or the way his clothes sat in his new body.

"You should take a look in the mirror"

You suggest. When he does, his eyes widen in shock. It was strange seeing himself like this.

"Damn I´m sexy as fuck as a woman"

Of course, a situation can never remain serious when Satoru was involved in it. Nevertheless, you had to agree with him. If he was already beautiful as a man, it was no wonder that he was just as gorgeous as a woman, now you understand why God never made him one in the first place, he´d be a real menace.

"You are"

Your arms wrap around his small waist from behind, making eye contact with him from the mirror while your chin props itself on his shoulder. You took the chance to fully look at him in his new form. Despite the oversized clothing, your eyes took in his curves before settling on the pair of cherry tits poking out beneath the t-shirt and forming two tents underneath.

Really, you couldn´t help it at all when your hands slid up to cup his small tits, giving them a squeeze. Your mind wandered to the gutter as you imagined how much more sensitive Satoru must be as a woman if he was already sensitive as a man.

A small whimper escaped his lips, confirming your thoughts.

"Can I make you feel good? I want you to know what it feels like when you make me feel good"

The murmurs from your lips against his sensitive neck caused shivers down his spine and a strange heat to start forming in his stomach. He could only nod and whine in response, already feeling hazy just from the feeling of your hands playing with his hardening nipples.

With that, you took him back to bed, hovering above him. Continuing your assault to his neck, your warm tongue grazed the skin before suckling on it until it created blossoms of purple and red. You busied your hands by sliding them under his shirt, revealing more and more skin the further you slid them upwards. The clothing became too disruptive in your ministrations, so with one quick movement, you pulled it over his head and threw it blindly across the room.

The way your mouth salivated when your eyes landed on his perky tits should have you questioning your sexuality, but in that moment you were too distracted by the desire to litter the pure white skin with marks. Your mouth latched onto one nipple, your tongue swirling around it while your free hand rolls the other nipple between your fingers. His high pitched whines and moans sounded like absolute heaven and it took everything in you not to go down on him right then and there.

After his neck and chest were covered in enough hickeys to leave you satisfied, you moved your lips lower, reaching the waistband of his sweats. His hips buckled with impatience when your fingers curled around the fabric way too slowly for his liking, so with that, you pulled them off.

Eagerly, he spread his legs, revealing his pretty soaking cunt aching to be touched. However, you took your time, focusing on kissing up his inner thighs instead.

"Please"

He whined needily. Of course he had no shame.

"Mmm, please what? Use your words for me"

He groans "God please fuck me, eat me out, anything! Just please I need to feel you"

There was nothing more enticing than to have the strongest begging for you. And who were you to deny his desires when he was looking at you with those pretty doe cerulean eyes and pouty pink lips?

Satoru was not prepared for the tingling feeling of your tongue pressing flat against his slit, sliding up until it caught against his hardened nub. The pleasure was unlike anything he felt before and there was nothing he wanted more than to keep feeling it. You groaned at the sweet taste of his slick, the vibrations further stimulating his sensitive sex.

Your hands perched on his hips while your mouth got to work. The relentlessness of your tongue in his aching hole and clit shot him straight to cloud 9. Shivers ran down his spine and his body trembled as the knot building in his womb got tighter and tighter until it snapped.

"Mmgh- m' gonna- oooh fuuck fuck fuck"

Drawing his eyes shut, he screamed out in pleasure, arching his back and throwing his head back against the pillows from the intensity of the orgasm. The haziness cleared away for a moment to fully take in the moment. His heavy breaths filled the room, though they were cut short when you moved up to slide your tongue inside his mouth, giving him a taste of himself.

Your hand squeezed his breasts teasingly before curling around his throat softly.

"Did that feel good?"

You ask, though you knew the answer to your question.

"Mmhm"

He replies with a fucked out smile. The menacing grin that curled on your lips shot straight down to his overstimulated cunt.

"Can I peg you then? Promise it'll feel good"

He groans, picturing being spread open by your dildo.

"Fuck please"

He moans out. You smirk in return, you were definitely going to have fun with this.

[mommychristtyy]

Omg yes, like I said hypno and diapers, they hit different 😵‍💫🫨