#makes me wanna cry everytime i see him

[rubiesintherough]

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[ryuseitai]

so nervuos for tmrw bc im seeing my cousin

[g0thsoojin]

🦴..

[sk3l3t0n444]

abandonment issues go brrrrrrr

[elllisaaa]

I need Jake inside me and abuse my pussy. He's free to stuffed all of his cum inside me

JAKE and his BREEDING KINK would love that, because it's evident that all he wants after a long day is to fill you up with his seed.

jake knows that he isn't ready to be a father yet - he's too young, and layla is enough of a child to take care of for now. but the thought of you carrying his child, of you being a mommy and being so deeply linked to him makes him go feral. everytime he thinks about it for too long when he's fucking into your cunt, he cums too soon, whining into your neck about you being so perfect when you were stuffed with his cum.

after he had a long and frustrating day at work, all he wants is to come home and use your body to let it all out. and you're more than happy to let jake do whatever he wants with you. he puts you on your knees, face down and ass up just for him to slap whenever he pleases. he would be so rough, making you cry in pleasure and scream his name just because his cock feels that good. "gonna give you all of my cum, baby. wanna stuff you full of my cum until you're dripping, fuck !"

as soon as he shoots his load inside of you, he's pulling out to spread your folds and see his cum drip along your slit and thighs. the sight could make him hard again in less than a second, and the way you're clenching around his fingers when he pushes back the sticky substance inside of your cunt convinces him that he needs to give you more of it. "you're so greedy for my cum, baby, i'm gonna give you some more, yeah ?"

[chestersturniolo]

soft/comforting!matt headcannons

Warnings; fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, pet names.

soft!matt who cradles you bridle style on his lap whilst you cry into the crook of his neck. laying soft strokes through your hair.

“sh-shh-shhh baby it’s okay, it’s gonna be okay…i got you alright , i’m here, shhhh”

soft!matt who always knows when you feel uncomfortable in any situation, without you saying a word. he makes sure to give reassuring touches and squeezes. your hand,waist,thigh, wherever is in reach.

“y/n sweetheart we can leave, just say the word and i’ll get you outta here okay?” he whispers softly,grazing your cheek with his thumb.

soft!matt who runs you baths after a long day - using stress relief bubble bath, lighting small candles in each corner of the room. before undressing you and scooping you up,placing you in the cosy warm water. he sits on the edge of the tub, helping you wash the day away.

soft!matt who often surprises you with flowers or little gifts - no occasion needed - just because.

“hey look i got you this today-” he smiles sweetly “-it reminded me of you”

soft!matt who makes sure to kiss your forehead and the tip of your nose before going to sleep.

soft!matt who will spritz his cologne on Mr Wrinkleton , before giving him to you ,to hold close whilst he’s out of town.

“okay Mr Wrinkleton-“ matt starts, holding a pointed finger up to the stuffed animals face “-you better look after her while i’m gone”

soft!matt who has a polaroid picture of you mid-laugh tucked in his wallet. his favourite picture. a smile tugging at his lips everytime he opens it.

soft!matt who tends to all of your needs when it’s your time of the month. like he does everyday - but x100.

dressing you in his baggy clothes and tucking you in with a blanket on the couch, putting your favourite show on the TV for you to watch. before making his way to the kitchen to fill your hot water bottle.

“here baby” he says lifting his hoodie from your figure and sliding the fuzzy hot water bottle underneath. placing a delicate kiss on each of your cheeks.

PART 2

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a/n ; 😭😭😭 i love writing soft!matt sm

also PS to the anons that have sent requests in , first of all thankyouuuu i love seeing them come through , second of all im not ignoring you i promise i just have quite a few to get through and im a procrastinating hoe🫶🏼

making a tag list soon so let me know if you wanna be on it✨

- 𝑺𝒂𝒈𝒆 ♡

[evie-sturns]

embarrassment- Chris Sturniolo

summary: when you and your best friend chris, get caught hooking up in the kitchen by his brothers, nick and matt, it results in an argument with nick.

contains: fwb!chris, smut, caught fucking, crying, angst, embarrasment.

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nick always made it clear that he couldn't be friends with someone who liked one of his brothers. little did he know i didn't just like chris, i was fucking him everytime we had the chance

11:43pm

matt and nick went to bed 45 minutes ago, i've been lying around in the kitchen with chris for a couple of minutes. theres been tension between him and i since the early morning, both desperate to be fucking eachother.

chris walks over to me, hes wearing nothing but sweatpants, a clear dick print on his sweatpants. i place my phone down on the countertop,

he cups my face, "i see you looking at me like that." chris starts, his voice low and breathy

"brushing up against my dick?" chris states, my cheeks flush

"you wouldn't want nick to see that. he'd be very.. very.. upset." his voice is seductive, he knows what we do is risky.

i shake my head while sinking my top teeth into my bottom lip, "sorry." i mutter, looking chris in his eyes.

he grabs my ass, lifting me up onto the counter top. he shimmy's my pyjama shorts down my bare legs, discarding them on the floor.

chris's cold hands yank down the neckline of my tank top, my tits falling out.

"it's- it's too risky, nick and matt are just down the hallway." i pout,

"you like it though, thats why you tease me around them." chris instantly replies.

that silences me.

chris yanks down his sweatpants, his erection instantly springing out "no boxers again? thought 'ya learnt your lesson last time." i smile, chris leans towards me, whispering right under my ear

"don't make a fucking sound, don't wanna hear you."

i nod, chris lines himself up with me, pushing his tip just inside of me.

the stretch always burns, chris is big. "it's too big- fuck- ow." i whine softly.

"you can take it, i know you can." he whispers, reaching out a hand for me to hold. i grab his hand, gripping it for dear life as chris bottoms out.

"gonna move now okay?" chris mumbles, "o-okay okay." i repeat, wrapping my legs around his waist.

chris starts to thrust in and out of me, i let my head flop down onto chris's shoulder, muffling my noises from his bare skin.

i shift on the countertop with each thrust, "you got it, good girl taking me so well." chris speaks quietly, holding the back of my head as he continues to pound in and out of me

i flop back, letting my hands support me behind me on the counter, arching my back as i hold back all noises, small moans still falling from my mouth.

"what. the. FUCK."

chris and i's head snap to the side, nick and matt are standing there, their faces pale.

chris instantly pulls my tanktop up, covering my bare chest before anything. he pulls out and yanks up his pants and stands infront of me.

"i-" chris starts, but gets cut off by nicks voice

"i cant believe this, get the fuck out of my house y/n!" nick yells, pointing towards the door.

i reach down and grab my shorts, yanking them up and jumping off the countertop and running over to nick. my breathing is heavy, i feel physically sick.

"get away from me!?" nick looks down at me with disgust, i turn to matt

"don't look at me, that was gross." matt says, matt never gets angry at me.

matt treats me like a little sister, he stands up for me when nick blows up, i can't name a time when we've fought.

i look back at chris, who looks fucking terrified.

"please- please let me talk to you matt" i plead, my lip trembling and my face burning from embarrasment.

"no, no i'm not dealing with this right now im fucking tired y/n." matt raises his voice at me,

"fuck, off! get out of this house?" nick shouts, i look back at chris before grabbing my phone,

i walk out of the house and run towards my car, tears streaming down my face.

i swing open the door to my car which is in their driveway, and just jump in, not stable enough to drive right now.

i sob into my hands, i've possibly just lost 3 of my closest friends.

"no- no no!" i panic,

suddenly the door to the passenger side swings open, chris leaps in.

my head snaps up to look at chris, "don't cry, please dont cry we will fix this, i promise." chris's voice is shaky, equally as shocked as i am

"nick and matt hate me- i'm so sorry chris" i sob, chris leans over the center console and wraps his arms around me.

"don't apologise sweetheart." chris whispers into my hair.

"come, come on into the back" he says, my eyebrows twist

"im not fucking you right now chris!" i yell,

chris places a hand on my shoulder "no-! no not to fuck just so we can talk with space" he says frantically.

"oh." i sniffle, crawling into the backseat.

chris jumps into the backseat with me, pulling me onto his lap before starting.

"you've known us, for what, 8 years? one slip up with nick isn't gonna ruin 8 years of friendship, and i'm promising you that." he speaks softly, running his hands through my hair.

"i know nick and matt better than anyone, and they won't let you go that easily yeah?"

"we have two options here okay? the first one is we could go back inside and i'll get them to talk to us, we can talk it out and whatever happens, happens." chris states, his tone calm.

"or... you go home for the night, just tonight back at you're apartment and think over what you want to say, then come back tomorrow morning when nick's cooled down."

i wipe my eyes on chris's chest before giving my awnser.

"i think.. i want to stay in the car for a few minutes then go talk to them." i sniff,

"okay." chris replies.

"what are we gonna do chris? y'know are we gonna stop..?" my voice wobbles.

"we will figure that out after talking with nick and matt yeah?" chris breathes.

we sit in silence for a couple minutes, i copy chris's breathing to calm myself down until my tears slowly come to a halt.

"you ready?" he asks, i nod before shifting off chris's lap. i take a grip on the door handle and step back out onto the sturniolo's driveway, the cold night hair hits me hard due to the fact its now past midnight.

im scared to say the least, nick's told me so many times that i can't like his brothers romantically. i broke his trust.

chris follows close behind me as i walk up the steps on the porch.

the warm light from the inside of the house fills my vision while i step foot indoors.

"i'll wait.. in here." chris whispers, sitting down on the couch by the door.

i drag myself down the corridor, i stop at matt's room realising that he'll be the easiest to talk to.

i slowly creak open his door, he's sat on his bed, resting his back against the headboard.

"matt..?" i say softly, my voice can't get any louder.

he looks up at me with a small hum.

"pl-please come into nicks room i need to speak to you guys." i squeeze out, matt nods silently.

i walk out of matts doorway into nicks, just opposite matts room.

i knock softly on the white wood of nicks room. "what." i hear him say blankly,

i open his door and his face drops when he sees me, "please fuck off" he mumbles, "nick come on, i need to talk." i sigh.

"why aren't you on chris's dick right now, unexpected from you." nick bites back

“stop!” my voice wobbles as i attempt to i raise it. matt shortly walks in nicks room aswell, sitting down on the bed next to him.

“can we talk like fucking adults?” matt mutters, i nod and my gaze shifts towards matt.

i carefully sit down on the end of the bed, facing the two brothers in silence

“are you ‘gonna fucking speak or do i have to call in chris to make you more comfortable cause CLEARLY you two are very comfortable with each other.” nick mocks,

i throw my head into my hands in frustration,

“nick look, i’m so sorry i know it was wrong.” i start,

“i’m going to tell you everything because you deserve to know, i’ve already broke your trust enough and i’m not afraid to literally do anything to gain it back, because i love you guys so much and- i really don’t want to loose what we have over something like this.” i start to ramble, something i do when i get nervous

nick just nods along with matt.

“i’m not going to go into detail, but around 2 months ago chris and i fucked it was.. unexpected to say the least but i liked it.”

“oh spare me.” nick interrupts me,

“no- just let me speak nicolas! then the next week we.. uh, fucked and we decided to be friends with benefits. i really like your brother.” i confess shyly,

“i didn’t know how to tell you because i knew you would totally freak out— which i understand but i was scared to tell you nick because you’re my best friend.”

“we’ve been sneaking around for a couple weeks now and every time i feel guilty, because i love you and matt so much and i hate hiding shit from you.” i sniff, feeling myself tear up again.

“look you’ve got 2 options, you keep up this fucking friends with benefits with my triplet brother and stop coming round here, or you confess your new found love for him and actually date him, because i’m not putting up with you guys fucking in my house.” nick states angrily

“i’ll confess to him i just- i just really don’t want to loose you two and i made a big mistake.” my voice cracks into a loud sob, worry floods over matt’s face.

matt leans foward and wraps his arms around me, tugging me towards him.

“i’m so sorry.” i cry into matt’s shirt, “you’re okay.” matt rubs my back, his head shifts towards nick.

“i hope you know, if you two become something tonight don’t expect me to be ecstatic.” nick says, his tone more soft.

“you should go tell chris.” matt whispers into me hair, i nod and break away from the hug.

i swing my legs over the bed and stand up, i walk out of the bedroom down the corridor

i swing a left into the living room where chris is sitting spread across the couch

“hey- you okay? how’d it go?” chris asks, putting his phone down on his lap and looking up at me with doe eyes

i sit down next to him and cross my legs, “chris i need to tell you something.” i state, looking over at him

“anything, yeah?” chris replies with a soft smile.

“promise not to be mad?” i say softly

“i would never be mad at you, you know that” chris whispers

“i really really like you chris, and i have for ages and i don’t want to be friends, i want to be more.” i say

“you do?” chris asks, his eyes wide and cheeks flushes

“yeah a lot.” i shy, wiping my eyes.

chris grabs my jaw, pulling me into a delicate kiss.

as much as chris and i have fucked we’ve never kissed, not wanting to push the “friends with benefits”

i kiss him back, swinging my legs over his body straddling him. i tug lightly on his bottom lip with my teeth, smiling into his lips.

we slowly pull away, locking eyes with eachother.

“can i be your boyfriend?” chris laughs softly,

“please.” i whisper.

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after chatting with chris on the couch for an hour about all the times we apparently ‘made it obvious’ we liked each other,

“i gotta tell nick, he told me to do this with matt.” i smile at chris, jumping off of chris lap and jogging down the hallway.

i swing open the door to nicks room, trying to conceal my excitement.

nick looks up at me with a small smile “yes..” he drags out.

“chris is my boyfriend.” i whisper, nick smiles widely along with matt.

“promise no more fucking on my countertop now?” nick laughs.

“pinky promise.” i say leaping onto the bed and locking nick and i’s pinky’s

“for the record i’m happy for you too” matt grins, i wrap my arms around matt.

“i’m sorry again for earlier, it was just heat of the moment.” i sigh,

“yeah only had to rinse my eyes 76 times.” nick scoffs,

“i’m sorry!!!” i laugh, slapping nick lightly

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[allexiaputellas]

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[rafecameroninterlude]

omg congrats on the 5k! can i order a freshly baked slice of warm vanilla cake [🍰] for bitchykook! reader + “you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid” + smut

warnings: kinda mean!reader lol, rafe is desperateeee, oral sex (f. receiving), rafe finishes in his pants (!!!)

rafe wasn’t a desperate guy. he could have any girl he wanted, except you of course, and that drove him crazy. he was so used to girls bending at his will, that when he made advances towards you and you outright rejected him, it threw him for a loop. “fuck a guy that’s been in every bed in figure eight? no, thank you.” you blew him a kiss, walking off with a laugh as your friends cackled alongside you. rafe’s ego had definitely taken a blow that night, and it was from that point forward that he decided to make it a mission to get you to say yes to him.

he would find out where you and your clique would be for the evening and show up, buying rounds of drinks for you and your girlfriends, only to not be acknowledged or even waved at by you. rafe couldn’t crack you and he hated it. taking it a step further, he managed to get dozens of flowers sent over to your house, a pathetic little card with the words ‘just one time.’ written in gold script was folded into one of the bouquets. the next time you saw him, he wasted no time in asking if you’d received his ‘romantic’ gesture. “i did actually! but just for future reference, roses aren’t my favorite. bye now!”

you had left rafe at a loss for words, and feeling more defeated than ever. apart of you would feel bad if he was begging for a chance to actually be with you instead of just using you to add to his list. that was one of the reasons why you were being so cruel to him, the second reason being; you loved to see the drop in his shoulders everytime he thought he had you. a few weeks had passed, and you were throwing a party for your best friend, the entirety of figure eight taking over your home. “i’ll be right back, i’m going to go get your gift.” your bestie squealed excitedly as you went upstairs to your bedroom.

walking over to your closet, you had grabbed the glittery pink gift bag, your door clicking shut as you fixed the white tissue paper peeking at the top. “chanel! this is supposed to be a surprise..” you looked up, being met with rafe instead. “what do you think you’re doing in here?” you arched a brow at him, jutting your hip out as he fiddled with his fingers. “i just wanna talk.” he held his hands up defensively. narrowing your eyes at him, you placed chanel’s gift on your nightstand before taking a seat at the edge of your bed. “well.. talk.” you watched as he lowered himself to his knees.

you laughed. “rafe, what the hell?” you let him rest his hands on your thighs. “why won’t you give me a chance?” his eyebrows were drawn together, a pleading expression on his face. “a chance to get me out of my panties?” rafe sighed. “you want it that bad?” you weren’t surprised, rafe wasn’t the first man to get on his knees for you. “yes, i’m begging.” you studied him for a moment. “i’ll tell you what..” you leaned forward, “you could have a taste.” rafe’s fingers curled into your skin, nodding frantically as he spread your thighs apart. you watched him slide the lace material of your underwear down your legs, your dress pooling at your waist.

rafe cursed at the sight of your bare cunt. he’s been fantasizing about this for months. “fuck, you’re gorgeous.” he marveled, pressing kisses to your inner thighs. you took your bottom lip between your teeth, your eyes fluttering closed when you felt his tongue run up your glossy folds. “oh my god- you taste so good.” while everyone knew rafe to be an intimidating man with an even rougher exterior, you had him crying at the fact that he got to eat you out. so, so, so pathetic. rafe was already hard as a rock, his cock straining painfully against his jeans.

“holy fuck, i can’t believe this is happening.” he felt his chest bloom with pride when he made you moan, desperate to make you do it again. his tongue worked skillfully on your clit as he palmed himself to relieve some tension in his groin. you couldn’t deny the way rafe had you melting into his touch, your skin sore from where he had a bruising grip on your thigh. you reached down, nails running across his head as he ate you like a man starved. “rafe..” you whimpered, hips chasing his mouth as your voice echoed in his ears. he could die happy knowing you moaned his name.

rafe was still palming himself through his pants, a groan leaving his lips when he felt his cock twitch with need. “please let me fuck you.” he gazed up at your pretty face, meeting your eyes as if to persuade you to let him have his way. “just the tip, baby, please.” you shook your head, propping yourself up on your elbows. “you wanna fuck me so bad, it makes you look stupid.” soon after you said those words, you were shaking in his arms as he brought you to your orgasm, a cry leaving your lips. rafe’s eyes widened. you weren’t the only one who made a mess.

he brought you down from your high, cursing under his breath when he looked down and saw a wet patch on the front of his jeans. following his eyes, you placed a hand over your mouth aa you gasped at the sight. “oh my god, did you cum in your pants, ‘cameron?” you giggled using your heel clad foot to push him away. “you should probably go home and clean yourself up..” was the last thing you said before leaving him alone and taking chanel’s gift downstairs.

[gyuzgrl]

her //kmg//

summary- with your marriage in shambles, you find yourself at your wits end when Mingyu's infidelity comes to light. heated discussions ensue.

pt 2. pt3.hv pt3.sv

Mingyu never thought he'd end up here. As tears brim over your cheeks, hurt evident in your eyes, he feels his world collapse.

Sure, he'd only married you because his father arranged it, but as your relationship comes up on its first year, he's developed certain feelings towards you. Feelings you can never know of. Feelings he thought you'd never return.

Your marriage has never been a point of envy for those around you. It's common knowledge that you and Mingyu hate each other's guts. You've made your peace with this- or at least you thought you did, until this morning, when your breakfast was interrupted by an unexpected voice message.

'hi, it's me- um I think you left your tie at my place last night... d'you wanna come get it? I've uh, I've bought that set you told me to get last week. call me back, kay? see ya'

The words ring clear as day in your head, even now, as you sob into your palms, hunched over in bed.

Filled with dread, you waited for your husband to leave the house, heading to work. You knew he would've heard the message- her message- sometime during the day, and so, you waited.

Waited for the call-

"I'll be home late today- there's an issue that came up last minute. don't wait up."

There. That same excuse you've heard night after night, for months on end. Your heart breaks when you realise that Mingyu's probably gone to see her everytime he had to 'stay late at the office'.

Although you knew going into this marriage that there would be no love, no romance, you couldn't help but hope. Hope that one day your husband would wake up and realise that he's been in love with you all along. Hope that one day the fighting and screaming would cease. Hope that one day he'd look at you like you matter to him.

Hearing the practiced ease with which Mingyu lied to you, you felt your last straw snap. No love, you could deal with. No intimacy, you could self satisfy. But no respect? Taking you for a fool, playing around behind your back, lying? You've reached a new low.

What's worse is, despite knowing that he's in the wrong here, you can't help but wonder what she has that you don't. What can you do to make him love you? How can you make him want you?

Mingyu's neglect has done permanent damage to your self esteem, and now you find yourself caught in an endless loop of obsession.

Evening rolls around and you're alone, in your big apartment, surrounded by cold, white furniture. Your house is spotless. It's clean and neat and unfamiliar. You can't call this place home. Not when nobody really lives in it.

Tears threaten to spill from your eyes as your mind fills with thoughts of your husband's infidelity. He's smiled at her, undressed her, touched her. Fuck, he probably looks at her and sees the ghost of what could've been.

No, you tell yourself. You cannot possibly be crying over a man who doesn't care about you. Where is the self respecting woman you once knew? The one that would stand up tall, make her presence felt.

Hours pass by like this, and the house grows dark. You haven't moved from your position in bed- scrunched up, hugging your knees close. You haven't eaten all day. You haven't thought of anything but Mingyu's betrayal.

There's a sharp jangle of keys sticking into the door, and you know he's here. You can't bring yourself to move, can't be bothered to greet him like you usually do.

His bag lands on the couch outside with a dull thunk, and he makes his way to the bedroom.

You should move- pretend to be asleep so he doesn't try to say anything, turn to the side so he doesn't notice your pain- but you don't. You can't, rather.

Mingyu walks in, head hanging low. He notices your frame, hunched up on the mattress, and his shoulders tense.

"you're up" he says to you, as if to confirm.

You stay silent.

"y/n?"

More silence.

Flicking the lights on now, Mingyu takes a step towards the bed, now noticing the red hot flush of tears streaming down your face.

"hey what's-" he draws closer, arm reaching out to thumb away your tears, "you're crying,"

So you did end up crying.

All the mental pep talks you gave yourself about self respect and how he doesn't deserve your tears, clearly didn't do much.

You lift a hand to your cheeks, feeling the wetness of your tears.

"oh", is all you can manage, wondering when you started crying, sitting dumbly as if under some sort of spell. Your eyes, unfocused, stare blankly at the wall in front of you, and your lips begin to quiver.

"what's wrong? oh my g- please don't cry" Mingyu panics, reaching out to grab your face, but your words have him freeze.

"don't. don't touch me."

Your voice is a whisper, trembling like a leaf, but it carries a dangerous certainty.

He backs away instantly- "is everything oka-"

This time you turn to the side, facing him properly, and something within him just knows that you know.

"oh." he breathes, eyes flashing with guilt.

"when were you going to tell me?"

When he fails to respond, you push further, voice laced with a dangerous mix of hurt and rage.

"how long have you been seeing her for? goddammit Mingyu I know you don't love me- I know you aren't happy but god how could you do this to me? to us? you have to remember, I'm just a woman at the end of the day. I'm only human- fuck" you break off into a sob, letting your words, your emotions free. It was reckless- being so raw- but there's nothing to lose anymore...

You've already lost what little you thought you had.

Your watery, blank eyes tremble upwards to meet his, and you see his face contort with an unrecognizable kind of pain. You've never seen him like this before.

"whatever you wanted, whatever you needed- you could've taken it from me, I'm your wife Mingyu. god, I feel so fucking stupid waiting for you all this while to just love me- and you've been crawling into someone else's sheets? Do I disgust you so much that you won't even touch me to satisfy yourself? Do you hate me so mu-"

"don't you dare." Mingyu interrupts, jaw tensing, "you can call me a liar, a cheat, an asshole I don't care but don't you dare try and tell me how I feel- not when you don't fucking know anything."

Your brows pinch together, an insurmountable rage boiling inside you, and you rise to your feet, standing as you face your husband.

"oh, I, don't know anything? What about you then, Mingyu? What do you know that I don't? I'm telling you how I feel 'cause I fucking see it. I see the way you look at me with that unamused, tired look in your eyes, I see how you don't talk to me, I see how you leave your stupid fucking ties at some girl's house 'cause you'd rather fuck her than touch m-"

You can't bring yourself to finish your sentence. Somehow, saying what you already know, makes if feeler so much more real. You can't bear the thought of him not loving you, not wanting you.

"you think this is what I wanted? you think I wanted to look for someone else instead of touching you? fuck y/n after all the screaming and fighting, you think I didn't wanna reach out and hold you? everyday when I get home you think I don't wan- fuck do you really think I don't wanna talk to you and hear your voice and feel you?"

You shake your head, slightly afraid of how Mingyu's eyes have darkened, taking on a crazed hue.

"my arms would never have comforted you, y/n. You thought me a stranger. How could I touch you, knowing damn well you don't want me like I want you?" He stops, chest heaving with bottled emotions, and his words ring in your head.

'you don't want me like I want you'

Trembling hands ball into fists, punching his chest as tears stream down your face. How dare he? How dare he assume that you didn't want him- that you didn't love him?

"you fucking idiot" you sob, fat tears rolling down your cheek.

There's a short pause as Mingyu derives meaning from your words, and his eyes widen.

"y-you mean to say that you lo-" he chokes back a shudder when your hands grip at the fabric of his shirt in wordless confirmation. A hand wraps around your fist, pulling you closer, and your eyes widen.

"what are you doing-"

"what I should've done a long time ago."

A swift tug has you stumbling forward, right into him, and your lips meet. Mingyu's free hand splays against your lower back, dragging you nearer- as close as physically possible- while he devours you like a prisoner on death row receiving his last meal.

It's a messy, desperate kiss, but the sparks it sends flying over your body has your knees growing weaker and weaker. His lips cradle yours, sucking, tugging, pushing, as he holds you like there's no tomorrow. Tears prick your eyes once more, but this time it's different.

Now you can feel his emotions, feel his love.

The longing, the yearning he's felt all this while, comes pouring out into the points where your bodies connect. His touch sends fire burning all over you, chasing away your despair and replacing it instead with red-hot desire.

Mingyu's tongue pushes into you, licking at the seam of your mouth, circling your tongue as he discovers you in a way he never has before. You can't help but whimper at his actions, and you find yourself getting lost in him. No sound- other than your heartbeat, thudding in your ears- is audible to you. Nothing. It's as though you're underwater, and your hearing is muffled- except this time, it's him you're drowning in.

Aching lungs remind you that air is a necessity, and you both pull away, a string of saliva connecting your crimson lips to his. The rapid rise and fall of your chest tells Mingyu to give you time, but his body doesn't listen.

The taste of you is addictive.

He pulls you in once again, ignoring the helpless gasp you let out in response. Trailing up your back, Mingyu tangles his hand into your hair, letting his palm cradle the nape of your neck. The plush surface of his lips feel sinful against yours- leaving you in desperate need of more. His tongue swipes at the seam of your mouth and you let him in, giving him access once again.

The hand holding your wrist crawls up to your palm, interlacing his fingers with yours, and squeezing tight, as if to reassure you, as if to say- 'I'm right here, I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere'

"Mingyu," you breathe against his lips, "do you reall-"

You feel his lips quirk up into a smile, letting his canines show ever so slightly, and he moves down to your neck, right below your ear.

Sucking harsh, wet love bites into the sensitive skin, he whispers-

"I love you more than words could even begin to describe"

His breath ghosts over your ear, spreading goosebumps all around your body and you shudder at the sudden stimulation. Pulling back, you look him in the eye, lust and love brewing in your own.

"so show me"

It's as though you've awoken something within him- something he's been trying to tame, to control. There's a fire burning in his eyes, dancing with danger, with desire. Without warning, Mingyu pushes into you, closing the space between your bodies, and you let out a pitiful whimper.

"will you let me?" he takes in a sharp breath, feeling your body against his.

You stare up at him, wide-eyed, and nod. Mingyu taps at your thighs, and you jump right away, trusting him blindly to catch you.

"good girl-" he rasps as his hand travels down to squeeze the curve of your ass.

Mingyu sucks bruises into your skin- neck, chest, jaw- wherever he can, and you let him, not caring about who sees them. You tip your head down to do the same, but something stops you.

A bruise.

He tugs you back, searching your eyes.

"what's wrong?"

"she's kissed you here"

He sighs.

"we don't have to do this- I've j-"

"no! no I want to- I want this god I want this I just- can I do something first?"

He nods.

"anything you want, my love"

Mingyu places you back down and lets you push him onto the bed, laying him down on his back as you crawl on top of him. Stradling his waist, you begin to unbutton his shirt, letting the crisp white fabric fall slack against your fingers.

"you're mine now, you got that?"

"all yours baby, only yours" he breathes as you part his shirt.

Your eyes skim over the hickeys painted over his chest and your heart twists painfully in your chest. Unshed tears sting at your eyes, and immediately Mingyu sits up against the headboard, holding your face.

"I'm so sorry- I- fuck we shouldn't-"

"no."

"baby..."

"no- I want these-" you motion to the bruises on his chest, "I want these off of you"

Mingyu nods silently, leaning back against the headboard, and you continue your actions. Lowering your face to his throat, you find a red-ish splotch, and attach your lips to it, sucking into the tender skin so hard it breaks, leaving a purple bruise behind.

He winces as you move to the next one, sucking harder and harder each time, desperately trying to erase the past. Observing this, Mingyu's face softens. A gentle, guilty smile stretches past his lips and he brings a hand to pat the back of your head, tangling his fingers into your hair to pull you closer- flush against his bare chest.

A yelp escapes you as you lose your balance, falling forward into him. He wraps his arms around you, holding you still as he says-

"I'm yours," He squeezes around you, nuzzling into your neck, "I can't change the past, and I'm sorry for everything I've done- sorry for hurting you the way I did"

You can feel how rapidly his heart thuds against his chest, beating on the door of his ribcage as if it wants to be let out, as if it wants to jump out of his chest, into your hands.

"it hurts," you sniffle, "it really hurts"

His fingers rub soothing circles into your skin, trying to melt away your pain, feeling his own heart shatter into a million pieces. This is of his own doing, though. Only he is to blame.

"lemme make you feel good, hm? let me show you how much you really mean to me,"

You nod, letting him move you as he pleases, until you're under him, nestled comfortably between the pillows, with him hovering over you. The veins of his forearms tense deliciously as they hold his weight, and you feel your body grow hot.

Soft moans slip out of your mouth when he lowers his face into the crook of your neck, sucking red marks into you- gentle, yet firm. His lips suction your skin, teeth nipping at the chosen spot until your skin breaks, before letting his tongue soothe over the crimson bruise.

Like this, he carves a path down your neck to the collar of your shirt, stopping right at your cleavage.

"this okay, my love?" he stares up at you, one hand shifting to tickle the hem of your shirt

"mhm"

Gently, like you're made of glass, he undresses you, gasping when he realises that you're bare underneath.

Your skin catches him off-guard, and Mingyu finds himself transfixed. Like an anchorite discovering the face of God, he stares at you in wonder, in awe, finally feeling complete.

The intensity of his stare has you nervous, and you lift your arms to cover yourself.

"do-don't stare," you mumble, cheeks growing hot as his eyes burn holes into your skin.

"can't help myself- you're so beautiful,"

"Mingyu please," you whimper, feeling wetness pool between your legs, "I need you"

Feverish hands roam over you, and his head dips into the valley of your breasts, pressing soft, wet kisses to your skin. Mingyu closes in on your breast, letting his teeth nip gently at your hardened nipple, and you gasp, feeling your body light up at the motion.

He grins against you, repeating the action and you let out a trembling whimper.

"don't tease" you plead, threading your fingers through his hair, "need you so bad Gyu,"

"I could kiss you all my life and never get enough,"

Enough said. You tug him up, pushing your lips together once again in a messy kiss. Mingyu grinds into you, and you gasp at the prominent bulge poking out of his trousers. He uses this to his advantage, pushing his tongue into you, letting the wet muscle trace over the corners of your mouth as if to memorise every texture, every taste.

You chest flutters, and you whimper into his mouth, almost losing your composure when he begins to carve a path from your lips to your stomach, leaving gentle kisses down your collarbones, chest, tummy.

Stopping at the waistband of your shorts, Mingyu looks up at you, eyes practically begging that you allow him to undress you.

"please" you whisper, head tipping back into the pillows when his hands smooth down your sides, hooking under your shorts to pull them off. Keeping his eyes trained on yours, he tugs the fabric down, tantalisingly slow.

The sensuality, the intimacy of this act finally becomes known to you, when your eyes stay stitched together, as if connected by string.

Once you're left completely bare, at his mercy, he kneels.

At the foot of the bed, as if it is your alter, Mingyu kneels, letting your ankles rest on his broad shoulders. He presses tender kisses to your limbs; ankles, calves, thighs, making his way up to his very own pot of gold.

Liquid gold.

"baby you're dripping-" he groans, almost frustrated with how stunning you look, splayed out and wet, all for him.

His kisses inch closer and closer, moving from your thighs to the tender flesh right next to your sex.

You know what comes next.

"oh"

Your lips part, settling into an 'o' shape, when Mingyu licks a long, fat stripe up your slit, stopping at your clit to prod gentle circles with the tip of his tongue.

For a man who's hasn't as much as kissed you before, he sure knows how to work your body.

Perhaps you were just made for one another.

You feel the thick trickle of arousal seeping out of your hole, and Mingyu laps it up, letting his tongue dip into you slightly, curling up to cup every last drop.

"fuck you taste divine," he groans, voice low and gruff, "better than everything I've imagined-"

Your heart swells.

"you thought abou- f-fuck Mingyu right there"

He smirks against your cunt, humming a quick affirmation that sends a jolt up your spine.

"thought of you every night, wanted to hold you, feel you-"

You gasp, gulping thickly at his words, and your mind grows fuzzy, filled with cotton as you feel your body beginning to float away.

Mingyu brings his lips around your clit, suctioning the sensitive bud out of its hiding as his tongue laps at it. Your grip on his hair tightens, and your mouth hangs open- whimpers slipping out, beyond your control.

Without warning, Mingyu slips a finger into you, pushing his way in. Your back arches off the bed, and your hips snap up, but he holds you down, basking in the long drawn moan he manages to rip from your throat.

The stretch of your walls around his digit has you whimpering and writhing under him, and you can't help but wonder how big his cock is, how it would split you open for good if his fingers are already almost too much.

As if he read your thoughts, Mingyu winces at the way you suck him in.

"so fuckin' tight-" he gasps, jaw dropping in awe at how your tiny little cunt stretches to accomodate a single finger.

With the way Mingyu worked his tongue against you, and his finger into you, it's no wonder your orgasm begins to build. You feel your body tense, on the verge of release, limbs and stomach tightening as he works against you.

"please- don't sto- oh" you shudder when his tongue presses harder.

The great wave of pleasure rises, up and up, higher and higher, ready to come crashing down any moment now, when suddenly, he plunges a second finger into you, ripping your orgasm out of you with such force, your legs tremble as a string of moans and profanities leave your parted lips.

Mingyu scissors into you, fucking you through your orgasm, as your arousal drips down his fingers, down his wrist. Your legs shake uncontrollably as he pistons in and out of you, and you shudder.

"w-wait I'm still-"

"sensitive? mm I can tell" he smirks, lowering his face back to your cunt, tongue lapping at your juices eagerly.

He prods the muscle into you, bullying it's way beside his fingers to collect the remnants of your orgasm.

"fu-" you gasp, feeling your body convulse.

Cupping his tongue, Mingyu drags your wetness up your folds, spreading it over your clit before licking firm circles around the sensitive bud.

You moan, helplessly, and your body is ablaze, nerves standing on edge from the intensity of your previous orgasm.

As he continues his assault on your overstimulated sex, you feel another orgasm build at record speed.

Feeling you clench up around his fingers, Mingyu pushes harder, licking tighter circles into your clit, and you come undone within seconds- shocking both yourself and him.

"that's it, that's my good girl," he sighs, secretly in awe of how responsive you are to his touch.

He pulls his fingers out of you, and you whimper at the sudden loss.

"patience," he soothes, tongue trailing up his wrist to the tip of his finger, taking in your arousal.

Your breath hitches at his actions.

"you taste too fucking good to waste any of this"

Rising off the floor, he licks his lips, staring down at you with adoration painted plain as day on his handsome face.

His knee presses between your legs, and you feel the bed dip under his weight. Swift hands unbuckle his belt, undoing the clasp with one hand while the other works at his buttons.

Before you know it, Mingyu's pants are off, leaving him in plain black boxers and an opened shirt. He peels his top off, tossing it to the side, staring into your eyes.

"you can touch," he rasps, tugging you up to sit before his naked torso.

Your body listens before your brain can comprehend his words, and you let his hand pull your wrist up, placing your palm flush against his abs.

Your jaw drops.

He's rock solid. Years of hard work and dedication have defined the ridges of his muscles, and your mouth waters at the sight. You trace over each contour, each ridge, before turning your attention to his arms.

Those were another story altogether...

The thick, sturdy flesh of his biceps tense under your touch, rippling as your fingers pushing into them, testing how firm they really are.

answer: very.

Your nails rake down his arm, drawing over his veins, and he sucks in a sharp breath, feeling his cock grow painfully hard.

You notice, and tug his boxers off, gasping when you see his cock spring free.

It's huge. It's long and thick and veiny, flushed red at the tip with pent up energy. You bring your hand to stroke it as gently as possible, and he hisses, hips startling when you make contact with his dick

"baby," he pleads, using one hand to cup your jaw, tilting your head up to face him, "say it again"

You're confused for a moment before realisation hits.

He wanted you to say that you-

"I love you," you state, loud and clear.

His eyes darken, jaw tensing as he grits out, "again."

Mingyu pushes you down, laying you on your back, and you speak, voice meeker than before.

"I love you,"

He let's out a shaky breath.

"again"

"I love y-"your voice is a whisper now, cutting off into a stunned gasp when he pushes into you.

"oh my god," you tremble, your voice small and frail.

The girth of his cock is nothing like you've ever felt before- not with other men, not even with the toys you use. He eases himself into your tight cunt, going as slowly as his body let's him, and your eyes screw shut.

"uh uh, eyes on me,"

You look up at him, eyes wide as your brows scrunch up. Your jaw falls slack, and you can't stop your throat from opening up to release the filthiest sounds known to man.

"that's it, shh- takin' me so good," he shudders, eyes honed in on the way your face contorts in pleasure.

With each inch his pushes further, your thoughts disappear one by one, until all that's left is him.

"Mingyu" you choke out, nails clawing at his exposed back, "I love you"

Whatever seemed to have been holding him back snaps for good, and he bottoms out in one swift motion, earning a loud moan in response.

You feel your lungs burn as he pulls all the air out of you, feel how deep he is inside you.

Mingyu pulls out, leaving only the head of his cock inside you, before slamming back in, one hand on your hip, pulling your body closer, harder.

His head drops to the spot below your ear and he let's his teeth graze the delicate cartilage.

"I love you," he whispers, his breath sending shivers down your spine. "I love you so much,"

Angling his hips, he pulls your thighs up over his back, and his cock burrows deeper inside you, hitting a spot no one ever has before.

"Mingy- oh my godd" you drawl, voice shaking as he thrusts into you with force enough to power a tiny village.

The sheer girth of his cock has your walls pressing into him, squeezing so tight you can feel each ridge and furrow of his veins.

"so fuckin' perfect- m-made just for me-" His voice is a whisper. He pants into your ear, groaning everytime you squeeze around him.

The solid, steady snap of his hips into you has your head spinning. His size has you losing your mind, and soon enough, you're thoughts are limited to him.

"Mingyu Mingyu Mingyu-" you sob, tears streaming down your face at how he abuses your cunt, how he makes you feel so fucking good.

"I know, pretty, I know," he soothes, pressing a kiss to the spot under your ear, before pulling himself up to look at you again.

The sight before him has his eyes widening. It's as if his world stops. Hair fluttering around your face, skin glistening with a thin film of sweat, lips red and parted as you moan his name through thick sobs and teary, glistening eyes- fuck, how could a person be this beautiful?

"I love you," he shudders, looking you in the eye as his hand trails down to fiddle with your clit, rubbing lazy circles into the flesh.

Your head falls back, tipping into the pillows, and you choke out a strangled- "I love y- m'all yours Mingyu"

Gaining newfound access to your throat, Mingyu kisses greedily at the exposed skin, groaning as your cunt clenches down around him.

Your sounds- nothing short of pure sin- echo around the room, bouncing off the walls. The air is heavy, steaming up with the heat emanating off of your bodies. After all this time, the wait is over. He's finally yours.

As your moans turn shrill, increasing in volume and pitch, Mingyu's own voice grows breathier, and you know you're both close.

On the verge of falling deep into the cool black embrace of pleasure, you clutch desperately at each other, rutting into one another as if there was no tomorrow.

His thrusts grow sloppy as your cunt clamps down on him, and you feel your orgasms rip out of you like a whirlwind. You claw at his back as your body shakes under him, releasing your third orgasm, and he groans deeply into, riding through his own high.

Hot spurts of cum dribble out of you, forming a frothy white ring around the base of his cock- still thrusting into you.

"f-fuck Ming- please," you blubber, tears staining your cheeks, "s'too much-"

His hips halt their reckless movement, and he pulls out of you, watching as your combined orgasms trickle out of your hole.

"too much?" he asks, bringing a hand up to stroke you cheek so lovingly your heart melts.

"mhm," You nuzzle into his palm, "but it was perfect."

For a moment he stares into your eyes, guilt panging in his chest at how you look at him with so much love, despite all that he's done.

"we'll talk over breakfast tomorrow, hm? let's just- let's just stay like this for now"

You nod, letting your eyes flutter closed, and he shuffles beside you, pulling your limp frame into his chest.

The haphazard thudding of his heart tells you how nervous he is, how he's afraid to lose you, and you smile.

"hey," he mumbles, sleep taking over.

You hum and it reverberate in his chest.

"I love you"

"I love you too, Gyu"

"I'll spend the rest of my life making up for how we started," he places a soft kiss to your forehead and you mumble something incomprehensible, already drifting off to sleep.

A fond smile takes over his lips, and he sighs.

You're the best thing to have happened to him.

[catch1ngmoths]

please a joost kink hc post 😭 i can’t find anyyyy

⋆.ೃ࿔*JOOSTS KINK HC LIST:･જ⁀➴

Summary: what I think joosts kinks would be + some headcannons (｀▽´)

Note: this is my first time doing somthing like this so tell me if this is too much and or if I should take it down!! ^_^

Warnings: litterally just straight and utter smut so if that’s something that makes you uncomfortable click away!!

† ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ †

꩜ SIZE KINK; I feel like he would love a partner that is smaller in size then him. Which isn’t hard since this mf is literally like 6,3 in feet.

- “N-Ngh~ Joost…ts’too much..can’t take it” you whimper as you feel him push into you, he was a lot larger then you in size and hight but seeing you barely able to fit his length burned something inside him. “You can. And you will, now shut up and take it” he’d say back with a sadistic chuckle

꩜ DEGRADATION + PRAISE; I think Joost would like to mix the two together while fucking you. Saying the most dirty things in the sweetest way possible.

- “ha…such a dirty little thing…taking me so well. God your go good for me, taking it all like the dirty baby you are huh..?” He would mutter as he looks down at you on your knees, stroking your cheek affectionately

꩜ HAIR PULLING; I think Joost would love getting his hair pulled, your always running your hands through his hair through the day so feeling you tug on his hair in THIS atmosphere was something he treasures

- as he thrusts into you groaning into your neck you grab onto anything you can, that thing being his hair. As soon as he feels you tug on his hair he bites down onto your neck, not enough to hurt you of course but…yk. His thrusts become harsher, causing you to pull harder. This makes him grin

꩜ BRAT TAMING; sometimes whenever your being a bratty he knows just how to put you back in your place, fucking you stupid so you have no thoughts in your head to make those snarky remarks anymore (he secretly loves them tho)

- you smarted off to Joost earlier which ended up in you face down and ass up, your poor cunt being abused. You were so overstimulated but he didn’t stop. Everytime you were close he would stop his movements making you choke out a pathetic sob that was like music to his ears. By the end of it you’d be nothing but a little thing at his mercy.

꩜ DACRYPHILIA; seeing you cry during sex (CONSENSUALLY AND NOT IN PAIN) would literally make him go feral, especially if you’re begging since he won’t give you what you want. Bringing you to tears that made him just wanna ruin you

- Tears stain your cheeks as Joost hits that certain spot that makes you see stars, “right there…right there a-ah~” you cry, your tears leaving wet spots on the pillow below your head, making Joost groan and go even harder on you

꩜ SLAPPING; this one’s complicated because I feel like he’d NEVER slap your face. He loves you too much and takes that as way too far and as disrespectful. I’m taking about slaps to your thighs and ass yk?

- Joost kisses down your stomach and continues kissing down your inner thighs, causing you to instinctively clench around his head. At his he snickers and spreads your legs forcefully but not before placing a harsh slap to your thigh, peppering kisses where the hand print started to form

OR

- your face in burrowed into the pillow, muffling your loud moans as Joost fucks into you from behind. Before you can even comprehend what happened you feel a stinging pain on your ass. You yelp and moan louder into the pillow. His soft fingertips lovingly run over the hand print, soothing the red stinging and chuckling

† ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ † † ཐི❤︎ཋྀ †

Note: AHHH OKAY SO AGAIN THAT WAS MY FIRST TIME DOING SOMTHING LIKE THIS SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK AND IF I SHOULD TAKE THIS DOWN OR IF ITS GOOD (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[poppy-metal]

okay idk if this is tmi or not but i like LOVE just like grinding but like naked and like the teasing, like imagine like dom!reader taking pathetic!art’s dick and like rubbing it up and down her pussy, just like teasing him and stimulating her clit with his tip while he’s begging and crying for her to let him cum and put it in like UGHHH ITS SO HOT

yeah <333 can make yourself cum from the friction of rubbing his weepy pink tip back and forth over your clit, really - sending little bolts of pleasure through your body everytime his slit catches against the stiff peak of your nub. "oh please - please, baby - " he begs so pretty. his voice gets whiney when he pleads with you. flushed pink and watching where you rub him against you.

"what?" you ask, knowing full well what he wants - what you're doing to him. you're soaking wet. slick leaking from your cunt and you know if you slid backward he could slip inside you so easy, too.

"put me inside you. you're so wet - fuck," he tilts his head back and you see the pale column of his throat bared to you - his adams apple bobbing as he swallows his own spit, gasps his pink lips apart as you pass his head once again over your throbbing clit. "I can make you feel good. let me make you cum, baby, please -"

you clench around nothing at the sound of his voice. circling his cock against you - bobbing your hips up and down gently so his sticky head bumps and glides your button. "m'already making myself feel good. your pretty cock feels - amazing, baby." you tap tap tap him against you - your thighs trembling - "ohhhh yes - that's gonna make me cum."

he could cry. he wants to feel you cum.

"wanna feel you," he tries again. appeals, "just a little - don't you wanna be stretched out? let me in - let me fill you, baby, please. wanna spread you open -"

god, he's good. fuck.

you whine. glare weakly down at him for being shady - you should have gagged him, but then you wouldn't hear his whines.

your cunt pulses at his words - and you're close - you could cum this way - but he's reminding you how good he feels inside - when you're all worked up and wet and he just - glides right in -

your hips move on their own, sliding his cock through your wet slit until he's catching at your opening - fat crown breaching you immediately with how slick you are and you both moan - your hand leaves his base to balance yourself on his shoulders as you let yourself sink down down down -

"ohhhhhh goooood -" you whine and you start coming. eyes rolling back - "oh fuck, art - oh fuck you're so big -"

your walls spasm around him, drawing him in as you twitch and pulse and cum. his hands grip your ass, taking your moment of weakness to slam you the rest of the way down, grunting at how you clench rhythmically around him as you cum. "that's it - yes, fuck yes - cum on me - use me to cum -" he helps bounce you up and down. ride it out. "you're so beautiful."

he loves you.

[osachiyo]

༅ "wrap your legs around my waist" ༄ | beast!dazai

.pairing ➺ beast!dazai x assistant!reader

.notes ➺ n/sfw content (mdni), fem!reader, cockwarming, office sex (if you see a pattern here no u don't), praise, name calling (slut, whore etc)

not proofread throughly don't come at me lovelies 🙏🏽

➺ event details & m.list

"be a good girl and sit pretty f'me," dazai whispered, thumb circling your pretty clit as his cock was nestled deep inside you. you felt borderline delirious, being impaled on his cock without any movement− it was so, so cruel of him.

"samu... wanna move s'bad," you sniffed, pretty pink nails clawing at his crisp button up as you tried your very best not to grind down further. "shh, I know baby, I know. must be so hard for a slut like you huh?" he tilted your chin upwards to look at him, heart squeezing at the little tears clinging to your lashline. god, how he loved seeing you cry. only for this though− if anyone even thought about making you, his darling, cry− they wouldn't see the light of day again granted.

"just a few more moments, 'kay? i'm almost done, pretty," he kissed the top of your head before going back to his paperwork, fingers still playing with that cute little clit of yours and you could only sit there and take it. little whimpers and soft moans came out of your mouth everytime he shifted a little− you couldn't tell if he was doing this on purpose or not. either way, it drove you insane.

you weren't the only one being affected by this though, osamu would hiss out a curse whenever you clamped down too tightly around him, your slick dripping down his cock to his balls− completely ruining his trousers. he was resisting the urge to just bend you over his desk and fuck you stupid on his cock and he knew that's exactly what you needed− but he had to be patient. had to resist your sweet cunt clenching and unclenching around his length. you swear you could feel him throb inside of you, the feeling making butterflies erupt in your tummy.

after a few moments, you heard the soft click of the pen and osamu's slightly strained voice, "done." one moment you're cockwarming your boyf− boss, and the next moment you're being hoisted up and slammed against the wall, osamu's hushed voice hitting your ears, "wrap your legs around my waist, need to fuck you now." and you complied− jumping as he picks you up, your thighs separated by his torso while he kisses you feverishly. his teeth tugged on your bottom lip and you moaned softly, letting him in your mouth as he suckled on your tongue, hips rutting into the heat of your soft cunt, nearly slipping out from how eager he was. yeah, you definitely weren't the only one desperate to have him slamming into you.

"f-fuck− feels s'good, baby," he buried his head into the crook of your neck, hips still not slowing down− his pelvis grinding against your clit with every fast thrust. your hands clawed at his back, whining for him to take his coat off, you wanted to touch him so bad. he only chuckled, squeezing your ass between his long fingers, "wanna touch me, yeahhh? beg for it, sweet girl."

of course he'd make you beg, he always does. "wanna touch you s'o baaad− p-please!" you babbled, pulling and tugging on his jet black coat, your words breathy as you gasped, bouncing back to meet his thrusts halfway and he moaned, immensely turned on by your eagerness.

"c'mon, please don't tell me that's the best you can do? I'm sure a whore like you can do better~" he huffed, playfully smacking your ass, "now, beg. properly."

"samu! please− wanna touch you," you gasped, tugging at the hair on the back of his neck. "wanna feel you− pleasepleaseplease let me touch you−!" your cries got cut off by osamu hoisting you up again, holding you up with one arm as he hurriedly took off his coat and threw it across the room− popping the buttons off his white button-up and throwing that away aswell. his attention quickly went back to you, running his cold hands up and down your sides as he shallowly thrusted into you.

your hands immediately flew to scratch at his bandaged back, not too hard though− you know there'd be a punishment awaiting you if the bandages were damaged− and you just wanted to be osamu's good girl today.

his thrusts grew deeper, lithe fingers reaching between your bodies to play with your clit and you moaned, tightening around his cock. the brunette let out a guttural growl at the feeling of your cunt swallowing him so deliciously, the feeling was downright addicting to him− he needed to feel you cum around his cock.

his hips were slamming into you now, fingers gripping your hips so tightly that you knew they were gonna leave marks. you didn't care though− not when getting your brains fucked out by the port mafia boss.

your vision was hazy, drool dripping down your glossed lips− but you could still see how damn pretty he was. how fucking pretty osamu looked while fucking your lights out− thick brown locks disheveled, face flushed as tiny beads of sweat gathered on his forehead− some of his bangs sticking to his skin and fuck− you could almost cum from the sight alone.

what you didn't know, though, was that he was thinking the same things about you. oh, how your pretty face scrunched up in pleasure everytime he rubbed against a particular spot− it made him abuse and hit that spot over and over again, just to see your eyes slightly roll back as chants of his name rolled off your tongue. he loved the way your breasts bounced with each thrust of his unforgiving hips, made him want to bite and suck on them so much that they'd be left red and swollen. god, the mere image made his cock twitch inside of your velvety walls.

you gasped when his fingers sped up with his thrusts, ripping out gurgled mewls and moans out of you, your head lolling back against the wall as he encouraged you to cum− and you were close.

"cum on this c-cock− fuuck−!" he got cut off by his own growl, hips moving at an erratic pace− "soak this fuckin' cock, angel, now." and you did, right on queue− spraying him with your juices, now dripping down your ass cheeks as you wail from the burning overstimulation− only to get muffled by the palm of your boss. your body was completely slack in his hold, jaw unhinged as your thighs burned from the constant friction.

with one final thrust, he shuddered before flooding your insides with his seed, balls pressing against your ass and head thrown back− exposing the column of his slim throat, you wanted to bite down on it.

he slowly pulled out shortly after, pulling your panties back up and letting the waistband snap against your heated skin before smacking your ass playfully. what a damn tease. you could feel his sticky release pooling in your panties, the sensation was uncomfortable but you didn't dare disobey his wishes.

"alright, off you go now. I'm sure you have work to do, no?" osamu smirked, patting your ass softly before pushing you forward.

you wanted to wipe that little smirk off his face so bad− you were so gonna get back at him for this.

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a/n: sorry if this is ooc y'all I haven't read beast fully </3 kinda hate this but wtv, promise the next one will be better

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[haniebabes]

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ - enhypens favorite body part to kiss

GENRE fluff, suggestive?(only in heesung and jakes part)

PAIRING Enhypen x reader

Heeseung (희승)

He would def love to kiss your neck

Would love to leave marks randomly even if you and him are just cuddling, and he would do that to show that your are his

"Babe stop leaving marks on my neck, its hard for me to go to work like this, they always ask me what these marks are" you whine while loking at the mirror, heesung would just grin at you and say "you look cute whining like that", he would come up to you and hug your waist as he puts his chin on your shoulder, whispering "want them to know that you are mine" he say as he starts kissing the marks on your neck

Jay (제이)

He would kiss you on any parts of your face from your nose, cheeks and etc etc

He would peppering you face with kisses all day long

Your head would be on his lap and he lean in and kiss your face, the he would say "Your so beautiful honey, makes me wanna marry you more", and it will leave you blushing like an idiot, "I love you y/n", "love you too love"

Jake (제이크)

Would love kissing you on the lips

He would always kiss you when your lips have flavored lipgloss, he would love the taste of it on your lips, he would still do this even if you complain that he ruined your makeup, and sometimes it would turn into a heated makeout session

"Jake, stop it we still have to go to our date, we cant be late to the reservation" you would mutter while his lips where on yours, "it can wait, your lips are so delicious, this might be my favorite flavor of lipgloss on you babe", you would lightly push him away saying, "we have to go now", "but babe-", "no buts", he would have a pout on his lips but eventually agrees to go

Sunghoon (성훈)

He would love to kiss your forehead

He loves to comfort you by hugging you and kissing your forehead

Sunghoon hugged you tightly as you cried on his chest, you were having a bad dream and woke up crying, sunghoon woke up when he heard you crying, and immediately comforted you, "shhh angel, im here stop crying", he would say as he gently pats your back, he would lift your head up and kiss your forehead, "im here y/n, theres nothing to be afraid of"

Sunoo (선우)

He would always kiss your cheeks

Would love pinching, and squeezing your cheeks

He would also love recieving kisses on the cheeks as well

"Your so cute!" He would say as he plays with your cheeks, he would kiss both sides of your cheeks, "your cheeks are so squishy" he says while poking your cheeks, "hey babe can I request something?" sunoo asked, "sure", "can you leave a kiss mark on my cheek" he says as hes pointing on his cheeks, and you would agree and immediately run to get your lipstick and put it on your lips, then you would hold sunoos chin so he would face you so you could kiss his cheek, when you kissed his cheek he was so happy that hes eyes widened, and he would run to the nearest mirror to see the mark you left on his cheek, he would jump from happiness

Jungwon (정원)

Same with Jake, but he would just randomly pecks you lips

Would not leave you alone until he gets a peck on the lips from you

Jungwon would literally peck your lips anytime he gets a chance, that one time when you felt insecure and decided to talk about it to Jungwon, he kissed you so many times that you lost count and everytime he kissed you he gave you a compliment

Ni-ki (西村力)

To be honest niki doesnt have a favorite part to kiss, he just loves giving random kisses your face

Who doesnt care what part of your face he kisses as long its you who he is kissing

You and niki were walking around the park while holding handd then niki suddenly spoke breaking the silence between you two "I love you babe" he says as he kisses your cheeks "I love you too niki" he would smile after you said I love you back, and after that you and niki just enjoyed walking around the park

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[gn4bnahc]

Swim

Pairing: Felix x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut, Friends to lovers

CW:Unprotected sex, pool sex, fingering, masturbating, hard thoughts. Idk if theres more

Masterlist

This is just Fiction!

It was your friends birthday Vienn, she invited you and the rest of the friend group to celebrate and have a sleepover.

Felix lives near you, so he picked you up with his car and you guys went together to Vienn’s house. You both arrive at her house and greet your other friends.

You, Felix and your other friends went inside her house. Vienn says, “Theres not enough rooms, so there will be two people in each room”. Felix looks at you, “Wanna share a room?”, “Yeah sure”, you say as he helps you with your bags.

“Woah this room is bigger than my living room”, you say as Felix chuckles. You lay on the bed, “So soft, I’m exhausted, that trip took like 3 hours”, you sigh, “Y/n let’s go downstairs we need to help Vienn decorate”, Felix says as you pout and close your eyes, “Come on, Im so tired”, you say as Felix picks you up in a bridal style. Felix goes downstairs while carrying you. Your friends look at you and Felix, one shouts “wooo just get married already”.

You and Felix were always shipped and teased by your friends, they titled both of you “Friends with benefits”, you both can’t even complain about it because it was kinda true.

Few hours later

You guys went to go swimming, Felix couldn’t take his eyes of you, your bikini was a bit sheer, so your nipples was kinda see through, your round breasts, your ass, all Felix could think about was grabbing your breasts and squeezing it, mark every part of your body, and fuck you right there, right now.

Vienn called all of you to drink, all of you went to the table near the pool, you helped Vienn get the beer from the fridge. "I have to go to the bathroom to uhh... pee", Felix says as he runs to the bathroom, but the truth is he's not actually gonna pee, he's gonna take care of his boner.

Felix goes in the bathroom and quickly took off his swimming trunks, sat down the toilet, started stroking his cock, he took out his phone and looked at your picture while masturbating, this wasn’t his first time doing this, he does it so much he lost count. He strokes his dick faster, moaning out your name. He finally cums, he grabs a napkin to wipe himself.

He goes back to the table “Where did you go?”, “I uhh just took care of something”.

Few hours later

Everyone is drunk except you and Felix, Vienn helps the others go back to their rooms, some of them are crying some of them were really tipsy, bumping into so many things.

“Wanna go for a swim?”, he says while you take off your towel that is wrapped around you, he takes your hand, guiding you towards the pool.

“Woah the water is really cold”, you say while caressing both of your arms. Both of you lean against the wall, “The stars are so pretty… like you”, you look at him “Can I kiss you?” he says as you smile at him, “Are you drunk?”, “Nah… Im just inlove”, you chuckled, you suddenly smash your lips on his, he takes both of your legs and carries you, he goes down to your neck, sucking it, leaving a mark. You moan as he slowly unties the strings of your bikini, “Am I the only one whos gonna be naked here?”, you say in between the kiss, he takes off his trunks. He puts two fingers inside your cunt, making it go in and out of you, “Lixxie… please…”, “Please what?”, “Pleasee fuck mee”, he takes out his fingers, without a warning he goes inside your wet cunt. He starts out slowly, “Please… Lixxie… faster… harder”, you say while whimpering. He goes faster, hitting your g-spot everytime. “Shit… Im so close… Fuckk…Y/n”, he starts to kiss you roughly, theres nothing you can do but moan and cry out loud. “Gonna…cuum”, “Lixxie, please fill me up”, he cums inside you, making sure every drop of it is deep inside. Both of you are panting heavily and really sweaty, “Round two?”, he says while tucking a strand of your hair at the back of your ear, “Our room”.

Both of you get out the water still naked, leaving your bikini and his trunks, he carries and kisses you while going upstairs, “Lixxie that tickles”, you giggle.

He lays you on the bed and kisses you, going down to your neck, licking it. “They might here us though…”, “They’re drunk anyways, they won’t know”.

[princessbrunette]

bsf!jj my beloved <3 wanna get mad at him when im drunk at a party and catch him chatting with another girl, like full blown tantrum till he throws me over his shoulder to bring me somewhere more secluded and ask me why im acting like that because he doesn’t realize i wanna be more than friends !!

i love tantrums. this is a safe space for girls who throw tantrums. more tantrum content <3

꒰ა 🐾 ‘’ 🐈‍⬛ ໒꒱

but being a little too tipsy and seeing that and just having a full on rage attack, dragging him aside and yelling incoherently and crying and banging your fists on his chest until he catches them and clutches your face and tells you to breathe. so you do.

“in n’out, c’mon — with me, mama. not talkin’ to you ‘til you breathe.”

you suck in a long one, shuddering and whining because you’re just upset and you want him to take you seriously!

“aaalright, so. you’re tellin’ me i’m not allowed to talk to other girls? and —”

“no jj you’re not hearing me you—” you go to wail over him but he places a thumb over your lips, shushing you.

“shhh, shh, shh. can it — look i know you’re pro’lly fucked up right now which is why you’re saying all this but like… c’mon man why are you acting like this? you know how hard it makes things? for me? to just like — act like nothing happened and that we’re just friends? you do this shit everytime.” he rambles in exasperation and you let out a sad little cry which makes him sigh. “dont cry, please. i’m…” he sighs. “m’not tryna upset you. i’m just tryna figure out why.”

“‘cos i don’t want you with anyone else.” is all you can say, lip trembling, eyes glossed over, cheeks wet. he presses his lips together with a nod, sighing out his nose and bringing you into him with a hand on the back of your head.

“well that’s all you had to say, okay? now relaaaax.” he soothes, knowing he’s not gonna be able to get much out of you tonight. he’ll brave the conversation in the morning if he can bear the possible rejection.

꒰ა 🐾 ‘’ 🐈‍⬛ ໒꒱