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bunnisari · 1 year

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if you are taking ideas/requests whenever you are can you write reader going to see plug!connie in jail and they talk on the phone and it’s just so cute and ughh

WARNINGS ✩ — (i don’t know how visitations work so bare with me), suggestive language, eh nothing just cute, connie is written as dominican

You follow the security guard into a cold concrete room. You’ve been here plenty of times before so you know exactly where you are going. You keep your face straight and mean mug every security guard who looks you up and down. You make sure to listen to Connie’s orders everytime.

“Make sure you look mean as fuck when you come up in here. You too pretty to be inna place like this”

You sit at the booth, waiting for Connie to come out. You were slightly chilly sitting at the cold metal. Your pink longsleeve shirt wasn’t enough to keep you warm. You brushed your palms on your true religion jeans. Connie always made you nervous no matter how long you’ve been around him.

You look up when you hear the door open, slight chatter in the background from other booths.

You see your gorgeous husband boyfriend, his arms covered in tats. He had on a short sleeve white tee, His jumpsuit resting around his waist.

You immediately break out into a smile as he sits down, grabbing the phone off the wall.

“Hi babyyy” Connie feels his heart beat faster as your sweet voice greets him. “Hey princess. You look so pretty.” His voice slightly cracked in the middle of his sentence. He wanted to touch you so so bad. But soon he’d be able to.

“Thank youuu. Do you like my nails? I got ur favorite color.” You hold your hand up to show him the pink charmed nails.

Connie shook his head and smiled. I’m pretty sure that’s you’re favorite color.”Yeah baby they look good.”

“How was your week?” Connie just wanted to hear you talk, hear your voice. In these moments you kept him sane. These little fifteen minutes highlighting his entire month.

“Ummm it was okay. I went over Mika’s for a bit and I actually meal prepped this whole week which surprised me because I never make it through the whole week,” You talked with your head down.

“Look at me I wanna see your pretty face” Connie demanded. You swallowed your nerves at looked him in the eye.

“What did you eat?”

“Just simple chicken and rice and then I just seasoned mixed vegetables. It was good though.”

Connie groaned and threw his head back, “Baby that would hit so good right nowww”

You laughed, “Don’t worry. When you come home i’ll cook you all of your favorite foods and you can eat it all by yourself”

“I think I just wanna eat one thing.” Your eyebrows furrow before you look at Connie’s expression, seeing him look at you with low eyes scanning your body up and down.

You gasped, covering your mouth, “Baby you’re so nastyyyyy”

“Girl y’know you want me to.” His teeth tug on his bottom lip before he smiles.

You fight the urge to scream, kick your feet, and giggle.

You roll your eyes playfully while smiling.

“You went shopping like I asked you too?” You nodded your head, “Mhmm. I got some more shoes and some random stuff from Bath and Body Works” Connie nodded his head. “That’s good”

“I checked up on your mom too like you asked me” You add.

“Good girl” His smooth voice rings through your ear. You always complied with him. You were such a one in a lifetime girl and he would kill just to not fuck it up. You were holding him down while he was locked up, he couldn’t ask for more. You made sure his business still resumed, running drops yourself even when Connie asks you not to. You just have Jean come with you to be safe.

“I miss you so much” You pout. “I miss you more princess. Just three more months ight?”

“Yeah” Your voice trailed off. You haven’t touched your boyfriend in over a year. You were touch and sex deprived but you would wait on Connie. Even if it took decades.

You were interrupted out of your thoughts when you heard the security guard from behind you.

“Time is up”

Connie laughed as he watched you look over your shoulder at the guard, rolling your eyes before flipping your hair over your shoulder. “I hate that big neck ass block head guard” You smacked your teeth.

“I love you so much princesa. You take care of yourself good kay ma?”

“Okayy. I love you more” You fight away that burning feeling in your throat, not wanting to leave your man but you had no choice.

You blew a kiss at Connie before following the guard.

Connie made sure to take a look at your ass, licking his lips. “No way her ass got fatter…”

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toruro · 1 year

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hi mika:3 i have an idea slash request (or a thot bcs i wanna here ur input wtv ur more comfy with) thats rotted my brain for like months esp since minghao hosted that expensive ass monthly meeting…. but minghao fucking you on the cold glass windows of the penthouse he paid for for a night or a few overlooking the city 👩‍💻💿

(p.s. ive been waiting to share this idea with u if u opened back up ur requests bcs i wouldnt want to lend it to any other author 😭💋)

mile high club ... ?

pairing. minghao x reader tags. smut (18+ / mdni), fluff w/c. a/n. i almost teared up reading this. i am gutted. the fact that u wanted to share this w me and ME ONLY?!>!? i love u so much :[

you should've known. should've known that your sneaky little fiance was up to something when he gave you that sweet, sweet smile and told you to put on your prettiest dress and your prettiest heels this evening. should've known he was planning on treating you to something a little bit bigger than just dinner.

you're still not sure why it came as a surprise to you when minghao took you by the hand and whisked you away from the restaurant you two had just dined in, and took you on a long drive under the cool night sky.

giggles and looks from the corner of your eyes, you noticed that minghao took you down a road which you didn't recognize as 'on the way home.'

"baby, where're we going?" you asked him lazily. the windows were ajar and the evening winds blew through his black hair as minghao focuses on the road. you grin at the sight, reminding yourself to tell him later to cut his hair less often.

smirking, hao smooths a hand over your bare thigh, caressing the skin with his thumb. "you'll see baby, you'll see."

and see, you most definitely did.

it didn't take long for him to pull up in front of one of the fanciest hotels in downtown, shushing all your questions as he excitedly helped you into the glass elevator that overlooked the city, taking you all the way up to the top floor despite your questions.

"hao, what is this about?" you attempted to ask through muffled giggles as he pressed kisses against your lips as an attempt to keep you quiet.

"just look," he muttered, pulling away so he could key in some code on the final floor. what lay behind the door was the massive layout of the hotel penthouse, large windows that showed off the glittering, buzzing lights of the city around you.

as you make your way to one of the wide glass panes, looking down and over the sight. minghao carefully follows behind as you mutter out words of thanks and praise for finding such a beautiful space ... "so pretty hao, i love it ..."

there he is now, digging his face into your neck as he wraps his arms around you from behind. lips and tongue trace over your shoulder blade as you melt into minghao's arms, head lolling to one side to make it easer for him to reach his favorite spots.

his arm snakes down between your legs, digging under the painfully high cut dress you've got on (minghao says 'painfully high cut' not because it was painful for you but because it made him so fucking hard it hurt).

you moan the second his deft fingers brush over the lacy clothe of your panties, playing with your cute 'n' sensitive clit as your legs begin to lose their stability. and fuck, minghao hadn't even had the chance to slip his tie off before you press your ass over his clothed cock, murmuring about how you gotta have him right now ...

"gotta prep you first baby ..." he tries to mutter in your ear, words drying on his tongue when you press behind and into his crotch harder.

"wan' it now," you whimper, one hand falling forward to press against the cool glass of the windows, the other reaching back to latch onto minghao's and play with the hair at the nape of his neck. so hot and sticky, minghao pressing your head forwards so your cheek's against the glass, hot air blowing steam on the windows ...

clanking of belts and popping of buttons as he quickly shoves his pants down, weeping cock springing out and hitting your ass over your dress ... fuck, your dress. you just look so pretty with your back arching upon his touch, short cloth running higher up your thighs until he can see the peek of your lacy white panties.

minghao just can't hold himself back, the way you call for him so prettily and so he's shoving your dress up 'n' over your ass, scooping one finger through the fabric of your panties so he can yank them to the side ... his cock's leaking all over you by now, precum smearing over the plush skin of your ass.

and with heavy breaths rumbling in his throat, high and breathy whines slipping from yours, minghao slips his throbbing cock into the fluttering walls of your cunt ... hugging hao's fat length so nicely his fingers might burn bruises into your hip from holding too tight (lip sucked between his teeth as he chokes back moans).

his thrusts start quick, each one dragging out of your warm folds slowly before ramming back into you in one go. your body lurches against the window, has pressed against the smooth surface as you try to hold on, try not to lose yourself to the way hao's fucking the life out of you over the city ...

feels so good, and you can't help the way you whimper whenever his skin slaps against yours, firm grip pulling you back into his hips for an other jostling thrust ... "feels s'good baby," hao rasps from behind you, leaning forward to press his face into the crook of your neck, breathing in you scent and watching the view from next to you.

the scene's so pretty and you're moaning his name so cutely when he pounds into you from behind, throttling with every snap of his hips ... tits pressed into the glass as he snakes a hand over your stomach and fuck, hao's so grateful. so fucking grateful, and so he's whispering praise into your ear ... "you're so pretty like this ... pretty thing with a pretty view ..." and it's got your brain buzzing like crazy.

your orgasm is creeping up on you, so best believe you hold on tight. can't have you falling asleep already, right? after all, seeing you all pressed up against the steamy glass has the gears in hao's mind spurring, and you'd be a fool to think he wouldn't fuck you on every surface of the room until your cute cunt's fucked raw and spilling with his cum ...

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sgojoenthusiast · 1 year

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ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆ KINKTOBER 2023 ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

➸ DAY TWO: HORROR MOVIE.

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summary: Mikasa loves when you and her stay in to watch a horror movie together. For her, theres nothing better than the way you cling on to her, scared, because fuck does it turn her on.

CW: fem reader, bondage, knife play, mikasa accidentally cuts reader, reader lowkey into it, pain, blood, injury, thigh riding, scissoring, oral, spitting, 'Good girl', 'Baby'

word count: 3k

likes, comments and reposts are deeply appreciated! <3 enjoy.

masterlist.

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Mikasa couldn't help the rush she felt watching horror movies with you, curled up in your bed in matching plaid pyjamas. It wasn't the kind of rush you'd expect someone to get whilst watching a horror movie.

For you, there was a lurking feeling of not knowing what to expect and the terror that comes with it. There was an addicting thrill that came in the form of gorey murders and jumpscares.

However, Mikasa remained unbothered by the predictable plot twists, non-frightening jumpscares, shitty acting and the fake blood. Yet, out of all the dates she had taken you on, all of the nights watching movies she enjoyed and the endless amounts of romantic moments the two of you shared, her favourite times were when you insist you watch a scary film. The way you'd hold tightly onto her arm and bury your head into her side, admiring her fearless state - and don't even start on the cute squeals that would come out of your mouth at the most predictable jump scare.

Nothing made her so desperate to slam the laptop shut and haul you over her lap so that she could take you right then and there.

Like, for example, right now. The two of you were laying in your bed, cuddled up with a blanket as candles illuminated the otherwise dark room, the only other light being the one coming from your laptop presenting the movie.

Mikasa had one arm around you as you were bunched up next to her, your head buried in her side, peeking out of the corner of your eye as you watched with dread what was about to come up next. Mikasa had no clue what was going on as she hadn't been paying attention to the screen in front of her, more so to the way your hand was placed on her thigh, your grip tightening whenever you got scared.

She knew you’d be annoyed if you figured out she wasn’t paying attention, but what was she supposed to do?

The way your eyes were glued to the screen, yet your hand only wandered further up her thighs made her wonder whether you were doing it on purpose. She was almost positive you were clueless to your own roaming hand, yet something about the way your fingers danced dangerously close to her aching cunt was telling her otherwise.

Though, this wasn’t an uncommon situation you’d put both you and your girlfriend in. For example, like when you’re out at one of friends houses, you’ll commonly place your head on her thighs and look up at her with an unknowing glint in your eyes whilst she glares warningly at you. Or, when your hand slips down her arm and around her waist, and even when you’d hug her and your head would sit comfortably on her chest. Perhaps, it’s Mikasa’s mind diverging to risky places from your innocent, yet lingering, hands. Or maybe, it’s you putting on a faux act of innocence just to get her riled up.

Nevertheless, you were driving her further away from her own sanity with just the touch of your hand. It was shocking how much control you had over her, even though you weren’t paying the slightest of attention to her.

Without warning, a sudden jumpscare flashed onto the screen of your laptop. You jumped, a squeal living your lips as one of your hands tugs at Mikasa's shirt, and the other… the other squeezes her thigh, hard.

“Fuck-” Mikasa cursed, her thoughts running wild as she instinctively placed her hand over yours through the blanket separating you both.

You sat up quickly, a panicked expression painted on your face. “Oh my god, Mika, I’m so sorry! I did I hurt you?--”

She looked at you inquisitively and in disbelief. “You have seriously no fucking clue what you’re doing to me, don’t you?”

The look of panic morphed into one of shock. There was a hint of anger and frustration in Mikasa’s voice which made you slightly nervous. Have you done something wrong? Is she angry at you? You couldn’t find the right words, her sudden aggression confused you and threw you off slightly. You felt hot and nervous. All you could do was gulp in anticipation and ask: “What do you mean, Mika?”

She rolled her eyes at you and swiftly moved the laptop to the floor and threw you over one of her thighs so that you straddled her. This time, it was her hand that wandered up your arm and up to your cheek, taking your chin in her grip and leaning forward.

Staying silent, her lips hovered in front of your own, yet when you tried to lean in to kiss her, the grip on your chin grew more harsh as a warning. You whimpered slightly.

“Did you not like the movie?” You muttered against Mikasa’s lips. In response, she laughed slightly, it was curt yet fond.

“Baby, I couldn’t pay attention with your hand rubbing my thigh like that.” Her hand dropped to your hip, rubbing her thumb affectionately.

“Oh.” You felt flustered and slightly embarrassed that you hadn’t even realised, too immersed in the movie to care about what your own body was doing. Your head had turned away to look at the wall, too self-conscious to look into Mikasa’s eyes, yet your actions only annoyed her further.

Her affectionate hand on your hip turned harsh as it once again gripped your chin to turn your head back to look at her. “You don’t take your eyes off of me, understand?”

You mumbled out profuse apologies, earning Mikasa’s hand to drop back down to your hip before an idea had sparked in her mind.

Leaning over to your bedside table, she opened the bottom drawer to find some of the rope from the last time you had needed it.

A malicious smirk grew on her face to contrast the nervous one on your own. She tilted her head at you, silently telling you to put your hands behind your back and yet you had heard every word of it, slowly putting your arms behind your back, your eyes never leaving Mikasa’s.

“Good girl.” She tied your hands together tightly, and moved the rope around to see if it was too tight. “Is that okay?”

You nodded silently, biting your lip.

However, Mikasa had realised that there was another problem standing in between the two of you and her bringing you pleasure. Going back to that same drawer, she pulled out a knife from within it, making your eyes go wide as she began to cut through the material of your plaid pyjama bottoms.

“Mika!” you scolded, yet she only gave you a look of ‘What else was I supposed to do?’

“I’ll buy you some more.” was the only other response you got, yet just as you were about to reply, she pulled your panties to the side and guided your hips to grind back and forth against her thigh.

You let out a cry of pleasure as your clit made contact with the material of her matching pyjamas, yet you could feel the muscle of her thigh nevertheless.

The hold she had on your hips as she dragged you along her thigh and the pace that she had set was ruthless as she watched you with half a grin on her otherwise emotionless face.

You gasped and whined at the feeling of your pussy grinding on her thigh as your hands itched to be freed so that you could touch her, and if it wasn’t for her own hands holding you up, you’re certain that the pleasure would have made you lose balance.

Your eyes were tightly knitted shut and she uttered comforting words and praises into your ear. “You’re such a good girl f’me, baby.” Her eyes were glued to the wetness of your cunt, soaking the material of her bottoms. “Look at you, so wet and needy. You like rubbing your desperate pussy all over me, baby, hm?” She asked before sliding her index finger through your wet folds and brought it to her lips, licking it clean.

She hummed in delight, sighing at the taste of you. “So sweet. Now answer my question baby. You like this?”

Your mind was foggy and your eyes were still on her lips from when she had slipped her finger past them. You nodded endlessly. “Feels so good Mika. Please don’t stop!--”

Nearing your high, you pressed your hips harder down onto her thigh, aiming desperately to finish. Your clit was throbbing and your mind was all over the place yet stayed only on one topic - Mikasa. She was making you feel unbearably amazing, you had never felt so pleasured and had never reached an orgasm so intensely or quickly before.

“You about to come, baby? C’mon, come for me.” She asked you. Mikasa adored the look on your face whenever you came. Your lips would part, and your eyes would shut securely as the cutest noises of pleasure would exit your lips.

At her words, as if your body reacted to her demand, you came instantly, gushing all over her thigh as your juices soaked through and dripped down her bottoms. You clenched around nothing as your core pulsated.

Throwing your head back, one of Mikasa’s hands naturally went to support your head as the other held you firmly, unwilling to let you go.

Your breaths were heavy and laboured, yet both of you knew it wasn’t about to stop there.

Mikasa grinned as you attempted to shuffle off her lap, jumping when she brought her leg up to bump against your clit, earning her a scornful look which morphed into a pout on your face.

As she took off her pyjama bottoms, she laughed and said: “Might have to buy some more for myself as well, you know.”

But, just before she removed her underwear, another one of her ideas, which were only ever fun for her, popped into her head as she lay back down on the bed. You could tell that she was soaking wet.

You gave her a serious look. “If you want me to eat you out, Mika, you’ll have to take those off plus these ropes.”

In return, she only gave you a playful smile, accompanied by a sly glint in her eyes. “Hm…” She pretended to think as you tilted your head at her and raised an eyebrow. “No, I don’t think I will.”

You could tell that it was somewhat of a challenge, and though, sure, it would be fun for her to watch as you struggled to take her underwear off with just your teeth and then to bury your face into her pussy without the support of your hands to hold you up, yet it would only prolong her pleasure and take more time for you to make her feel good.

Therefore, it was about 10 percent less humiliating as you tried to take her panties off with just your teeth. Eventually though, you had managed, and as you slid them down her legs, she caressed your head and purred out a ‘Good girl’, resulting in your legs shifting against each other desperate for friction once more. She only gave you a small scolding look before telling you to start and not to tease her.

Her hand held onto your head and kept you up as your tongue began to run through her folds. Mikasa was typically quiet, so she only let out a small sigh and threw her head back at the contact.

Your tongue glided through her pussy and slurped up all her juices whilst you teased her hole with your tongue.

The grip on your head became harder. “What did I tell you about teasing?”

You took her words seriously and began to only focus on pleasuring her. Your tongue moved in all the right ways, switching between circling her clit and prodding at her tongue. You moaned into her pussy, sending the vibrations straight through her and making it harder to contain her voice, though she remained persistent.

The sounds of slurping smacked against the walls of the room, you sucked and licked as though you’d been dehydrated and deprived of any liquid for far too long. Her juices leaked down your chin and covered the bed yet you continued to relentlessly eat her out.

Mikasa couldn’t take much more before she was pushing your head further into her pussy and came all over your face, yet you continued your attack on her pussy, tongue still pummeling in and out of her hole through her orgasm.

A string of profanities spewed out of her mouth as she grinded herself up against your face, bucking her hips into your mouth.

When she had come down from her high, you removed your mouth and peppered kisses all over her thighs as she attempted to catch her breath.

“Fuck, you are amazing at that.” Mikasa moved away from you, standing up off the bed as you rolled onto your back and grinned up at her, licking your lips. She grabbed a tissue from your bedside table and leaned down over you to clean around your mouth before she placed her lips against yours and shoved her tongue deep down your throat.

Soon, she was over your lap, hands roaming all over your body as she kissed you intensely. Your lips were so soft and she could taste herself against your tongue.

“I need you again, Mika, please.” You whispered against her lips, she started to trail kisses across your jaw and down your throat and you could feel her smirk through each kiss.

“Oh yeah? How bad do you need me, baby?” Her voice left goosebumps all over you.

She took her shirt off, and with your hands still bound behind your back, cut yours open with the same knife she had used previously.

“So fuckin’ bad, Mika. My pussy was made for you to fuck it, I need you against her so, so bad.” You whined and writhed underneath her, yet her lips continued to trail down your chest until they got down to your tits. Taking one in her mouth, she groaned lowly and looked up at your face contorted with pleasure.

Her tongue moved and teased your nipple before she spat between your tits and moved onto the other nipple. Your hips bucked up into her, pleading and eager for more.

Mikasa sat you up and grabbed the knife once more, too impatient to take her time to undo the knot she had formed. She reached behind you and severed the ropes, though in the process she accidentally grazed your hand.

“Shit!” Mikasa winced, the ropes fell behind you on the bed as both of your hands were quickly brought forward so that Mikasa could inspect the damage. Her mind was so clouded by the fact she had cut you, that she didn’t realise the soft moan that had escaped your lips reluctantly until a few moments after.

Her eyes widened. “D- did you just–”

Your lips went to hover in front of hers. “Don’t worry about it Mika,” referring to her initial worry and concern at hurting you, kissing her gently and then pulling away and smirking against her lips. “I kinda liked it.”

“Shit- I knew you were perfect for me.” She brought her lips back down to yours, her panic having subsided and replaced by a throb in between her legs. “What I didn’t know… was that you were such a pain slut, baby.”

Mikasa dragged the knife down your chest, the feeling of cool steel against your warm breasts made you shiver and roll your head back moaning. Yet, Mikasa had decided to store this newfound kink of yours into the back of her mind, as right now, her pussy was begging to feel your own.

Throwing the knife to the side and swiping the rope off the bed from behind you, she laid you down on the bed and lifted your legs up and spread them apart after tearing your panties off.

Her pussy hovers over yours and when she finally settles down, closing the gap between the two of you, you gasped in delight.

Mikasa began to grind against your pussy slowly, holding onto you for some stability.

As time moved on, Mikasa grew more eager and unable to refrain from holding back. She ground up against you feverishly, incapable of going easy on you and unwilling to stop.

She humps against you, rubbing her wet pussy against yours, your clit bumping against hers in the most ethereal way.

The room was crammed with the sounds of your pussies smacking against each other in the most filthy and lewd way possible. The sounds of squelching and slapping made its way to your ears along with your voice whimpering and crying out Mikasa’s name. “Faster, Mika, please!”

You buck your hips against her own, attempting to get closer and go faster. Mikasa let out a low groan at the friction. “Fuck– Shit your pussy’s so wet.”

Your arm reached up to hold Mikasa’s hips, and when Mikasa looked down, she saw a trail of blood running down your arm. “Shit, you actually into that shit, baby? So fuckin’ hot.” When she heard the way you moaned, she took her hand and slapped you harshly across your face. You gasped a mixture of pain and pleasure, your mouth hung open silently. “You’re such a dirty girl, aren’t you baby?”

Nodding your head at her words, your hands gripped the sheets harshly.

Your thighs were soaking with both yours and Mikasa’s juices and you bit your lip at the thought.

Mikasa leaned down, her chest pressing against yours and your lips connected in a passionate kiss. The feeling of her tits rubbing against yours along with your pussies was driving you insane, you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“‘M gonna cum, I cant- fuck!” you squirted over Mikasa’s pussy, drenching her yet simultaneously sending her over the edge.

She cried out your name in pleasure as she came, her hips stuttering against yours.

Mikasa collapsed on top of you, sighing deeply into your ear as she pulled you close and kissed your neck. The two of you bathed comfortably in the silence of your own breathing and the feeling of being pressed against one another as you recovered from the breathlessness.

A few minutes later, she pulled away and caressed your cheek, staring at you with lovesick eyes. “I knew you were perfect for me, baby.” She smiled, kissing your face. “Let's get you cleaned up, okay?”

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deadpool15 · 11 months

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Roommate Pt2

"Shit, my fucking head is pounding." I woke up, thankfully in my bed for the first time in a while. Looking to the side of me, I noticed the girl from last night that I couldn't remember almost felt bad. But for the first time, I kinda felt something for her, or maybe I didn't feel anything. My feelings have been a bit out of the order, to be honest. I have a habit of confusing feelings with lust. Now, the issue with kicking out a one-night stand is that I can't distinguish feelings and whatever the fuck I'm feeling. Especially with Bada and Howl, they are like older, annoying siblings who won't get off my case. I mean, I love them but it seems like they are fucking up my vibes. Like last time, they literally hastled me as I was walking out the door. I'm trying to meet the new guy.

This isn't the first time it has happened, but I guess it didn't occur to me that they were on the bitter side about my dates, but I thought that was just Badas' impression of my weirdly interest in stupid fucking people, because I mean the smaller the brain the better the sex. Then Howl came along, and it was fine for a while until he started acting like Bada as well. It was weird. "Why the fuck is Bada's man on my case like my older brother." I get out of bed realizing in the hour long I've taken to figure out my thoughts, the girl had left. "She was cute. I'll give her that. Hey, maybe I do like her." I statt walking towards my bathroom to take a shower. More time to think to myself yay. But maybe I was just overthinking everything, I mean, they must see me as a little sister. Yea, that would make sense, with me being younger than them in a foreign country, might I add.

"Yea, I know they are simply trying to protect me and probably think I should slow down with all the blind dates and stuff, but I'm not a little girl. They need to chill." As I finish washing myself, I step out the shower, wondering what Bada is cooking. I can smell food, just can't tell what it is exactly.

Meanwhile

"We have to tell her tonight, we can set up a dinner at a nice fancy restaurant and talk to her. Like slowly get it out, I mean, it shouldn't be hard, I heard America is pretty cool or just open about that stuff." Badas says as she finished making the American style breakfast that Mika loved. "I mean yea, America is more open about these kinds of situations, but we can't just tell her out like that, Bada." Howl states kind of arguing with Bada to make it be known that there was no going back after this. "Baby, look at me, I know, ok. I know this is a difficult situation but we have to do this together. This is something we have to do together, we have to get our girl baby this is our only chance." Howl smiles at Bada, pulling her close before whispering the words i love you in her eyes. They stand there in silence falling between the two, agreeing on their plan of getting their third piece of their heart.

Hours had passed since that close kept moment between the two. They arrived at the restaurant, and at first, they thought to keep the meeting causal until they realized maybe the beautiful atmosphere of a happy place with amazing food would soften the fact that the two people she has been basically living with were in love with her. "Reservation for Ms. Lee", they stopped checking their appearance for the 17th time of what it feels like tonight. They smile at the waiter while following him towards the table. "See, everything is going just fine. It's gonna be perfect. She will show up soon and we'll finally have our girlfriend. Game time, baby."

After about 10 minutes of sitting there and the waiter constantly coming over, pestering them about having to order something, they start to lose hope. "This was a bad idea," Howl says in despair. Though Bada still has a strong belief that you're going to come, she pulls herself together and tries to get Howl to believe as well. "Baby, I love you, ok. So I say this with all the love I have for you. MAN UP." In that very moment, Bada sees a glimpse of your pink and black hair coming through the door in a rush. Thanking the heavens for giving them another chance.

"I'm so sorry, guys. I got held up with Heaven." Mika states as she drops her coat on the chair and sits down on the opposite side of Bada and Howl. As soon as they both hear the name, leave your beautiful lips, their mouths fill with a hint of distaste. Praying to heaven completely forgetting that happened to be the name of your date or new fling. Bada and Howl had one thing and mind, and that was making sure you forgot that girls name entirely by the end of the night. "I'm here now though, I know it doesn't make up for the fact that I was so late, but I'm really sorry." Bada smiles as Howl seems to be wanting to just get it out already. Seeing this, she grabs his hand firmly, letting him know it will happen. "It's fine. We were just worried, but you're ok. So how about we just order now." You all look at each other, agreeing. Howl helps you with the menu, knowing of course you need no help he just likes to be close to you. Though they both know you'll need help ordering, your social anxiety playing a huge factor in that. Looking at the menu, you finally decided on a simple shrimp pasta. You could never go wrong with a classic. Howl orders a steak with mash and vegetables, and Bada follows along ordering lasagna, one of your favorites just in case.

"So, what did you guys need to talk about so urgently. Hopefully, this isn't about trying to get me to join the academy again. I don't care how much potential you think you see isn't a dancer in me, I promise." Mika says, deciding to start the conversation off with a slight joke to ease the situation. Truth be told, she didn't have the slightest idea why they both wanted to talk with her. No matter how hard she tried to ponder over the thought, it didn't make sense why they were here together. "No, I know you all camera shy and stuff, but you are a good dancer flower." Hearing Bada say that name brought her a sense of comfort, it was a name she had given her when they first met. She claims Mika sparked in the sun like a flower. Smiling at that thought, it does ease the tension, "Good, because all those people in one big room is just like a no for me." Howl sits up making eye contact with bada before deciding they should go to the restroom, getting the message they excuse themselves for a minute. Stepping inside Bada immediately breaks down her strong facade. Howl grabs her in his arms, trying to calm her down. "This is stupid she can never love me. It's so hard, baby. I'm trying to be strong for us, but she doesn't want me, I can tell. I see her with all these tall girls, and I think im like them, so why is it never me." Howl shuts up her crues with a simple kiss, breaking her away from the moment. "Your wrong baby, she will love you just like I love you, ok? You shouldn't be doing this alone. You're right. I need to man up and be their for both of you. Don't ever think for a second you're not enough ok, let's go out there and get our girl."

As they are left in the bathroom taking a moment for themselves, only terrible thoughts are crossing Mika's mind. What had she done that was so difficult to tell. She felt worse for not being able to remember it. She immediately thinks she might have crossed the line. Maybe Bada felt like she was coming onto Howl sneakily. Sure, she thought Howl was hot and mean fuck they both were and would it make her a bad person if she admits she has fantasized about them both a some point. But Bada was her best friend, and she refused to lose a meaningful friendship because she couldn't keep it in her pants. Throughout this meltdown, she is having she doesn't notice Bada and Howl come back from the restroom, nor does she notice she has started crying. Finally catching sight of them, she immediately breaks down. "I'm sorry for whatever I did, I promise I didn't mean to. Bada, you're my best friend, and I tried to hard not to make you feel any way. I even changed habits that I grew up with, like walking around with less clothes and other shit that may piss you off. Howl, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Please don't kick me out." Hearing this, they both move towards the other side of the table, grabbing her with Howl, setting her on his lap, this of course catches her off guard, but Bada keeps her in place.

"You didn't make anyone uncomfortable flower, I promise. We aren't gonna kick you out, or I'm not." Bada says, rubbing her big cheeks to calm her down while wiping the tears. "We wanted to tell you the truth. We've been in love with you for years now, baby. At first, we thought something was wrong until we both talked it out and realized we both had feelings for you. Then, Bada told me that you had said something about poly relationships at one point, and we realized their was nothing wrong with it." Howl states, turning her around to straddle his lap, rubbing her waist as comfort. "W-wait, what? You love me. The both of you, I thought I was imposing with the constant amount of third wheeling, that's why I've been going on more dates." Mika speaks up confused. How could two of the most beautiful people inside and out love her. "Baby, we love spending time with you. If anything, we were trying to build up the courage to tell you. And now you have us." Bada says, hooking her fingers with yours and Howl. "No more dates, we are all you need." Mika smiles, looking off happy. I Thinking she was getting kicked out or just wrong for liking two people, and it worked out. Bada starts to usher both of her partners out of the restaurant to go home, says they could order in, simple wanting to spend time with each other. They faithfully agree and pile into the car, making their way home.

Stepping out of the car, going into the building, Mika notices that neither one of their new partners can keep their hands to themselves. Though Mika all of a sudden feels shy with all the affection. Howl reaches out for her hand in the elevator and pulls her to him, leaving open-mouthed kisses down her neck. While Bada turns around staring at her with a smile that could only be described as pure lust and desire. "You know, I'm starting to believe that our little flower here, knew we were listening to her fuck other people. Torturing us, weren't you?" She listens to what Bada says completely, forgetting she used to invite people over to her place after her dates. But before she could answer, the elevator stops, opening up indicating they have reached their floor. Bada walks out, going to the front door tapping the code in while Howl grabs Mika, throwing her over his shoulder. Yea, she was truly in for it tonight. Opening the door, they immediately walk into their room, Howl throws her down on the bed. Leaving them both standing in front of her. She had never realized how much taller they were than her. Towering over her, making her feel so small, and yet she doesn't feel afraid if anything, she is excited.

"Bada, right baby. You do like torturing us, don't you? Almost every single night, hearing your sweet, beautiful moans for some random shitty guy and girl you could find. You wanted our attention, didn't you, baby?" Mika nods her head as Howl pushes her down on the bed, working on kissing up her legs, reaching straight for her pussy. Staring at it like it's a prize he had finally won. "Giving this pussy up all the time, that shit ends tonight you her me little girl." It wasn't a question, no it was a demand. That he knew she would follow without a second thought. Peeling her panties down, he catches sight of the little bow on the front, motioning it to Bada how she gets on the bed smiling. "I told you she is our little flower." Bada comes behind your gathering you in her arms as Howl finally takes off your underwear. Pushing your legs up yo have you spread out more for him, with Bada holding you still. You hadn't even realized she had taken off her pants, leaving her just in her Calvin Klein thong and the blouse she chose to wear. You whine at the thought, catching both of their attention. "N-naked, please?" Hearing this, they need no further instructions. With Bada pulling off her shirt and bra, you feel her pulling down your dress, sliding it off, leaving you in nothing. Feeling her bare breasts pressed against your back leaves you moaning. Though Howl takes his time, slowly pulling down his pants and shirt, almost giving a strip tease. "Come on, we can't leave our flower waiting. We had to show her what she was missing." Bada moves her lips down to leaving love bites on you neck while playing with you breast.

Howl forgets about his underwear at the moment, leaving you to gawk at his abs. He watches you stare before diving straight in. Sucking and licking your cunt like it's his last meal. "You taste so good, baby." You push his head further in with your thighs, "f-fuck yes." Bada bites your ear while moaning. You trun your head, realizing she was fingering herself. She looks so fucking hot you can stand it. Howl pushes a finger in why his nose is positioned right on your clit, casuing you to scream out. You start to tap Bada motioning her towards you, "P-please sit on my face," and who is she to deny such a request. Positioning herself to hover over your face, she contemplates if this is the best idea, but she stops thinking when Mika pulls her thighs down, closing them around her head. Sucking on her clit her she moves Badas hips to ride her face, while Howl is jerking himself off still eating Mika out. With Mika's nose mumbling against Bada's clit everytime she moves she is so close to her high. "Fuck... baby I'm gonna cum." Bada yells out loud grabbing the headboard, as Howl feels Mika cuming in his mouth. Bada squirts all over Mika's face never had she felt such a high. Howl and Bada make eye contact, now realizing why all those girls that came into Mika's room screaming.

Howl grabs Bada kissing her while she leans in sucking on his lips, wanting a taste of everything Mika has to offer. Mika dares at them with pure love, wanting more. Bada pushes him down, getting on top of him while pushing him inside. While she is used to the stretch, she knows Mika isn't, and they will have to work her into it. So, Howl starts fingering Mika again, pushing in two fingers at a time overstimulating her. "S-shit....wait." but they pay her pleads no mind, and he grabs her thighs, pushing in another finger moving faster than before. Bada, seeing this, starts moving herself up and down. Dancing we coming into affect when they fuck. All you can hear from the room is skin against skin. "Yes...right there....fuck give it me." Bada says while slamming herself down onto Howl shaft over and over again. She feels the band in her stomach slowly start to snap, knowing she had just come before leaving her sensitivity. Howl notices this and moves his feet to stand on the bed and further slam his hips against her own, causing Bada to clench around him, holding onto his chest. "That's fuck baby. Fuck come all over me." That pushes her over the edge. Leaving her crying and coming on command.

Bada and Howl take a moment to themselves while he is still fingering Mika, even though she had come 2 more times. Howl stops while Bada gets off of him until they hear a phone ring. They ignored it for a moment until it hangs up and rings again. Howl reaches over realizing its Mikas phone, about to put it on, do not disturb. Until he sees the caller ID, "So you haven't cut ties with that heaven girl baby," Mika looks up and him wide-eyed, realizing he told her she would meet up later. Before she can speak, Howl flips her over positioning her on all fours. She feels the heavy weight of his shaft pulsing against her throbbing abused clit. He passes her the phone, and she looks at it. He wouldn't want her to answer it at a time like this, would he? But Bada grabs the phone, answering it while placing it against Mika's ear. She hears Heaven speak up, asking about where she is, wanting to answer quickly so she can end the call until Howl starts to push in. "W-wait...fuck...pleasee. Too..big." Howl stares at her perfectly arched for him. "You can take it, baby. I know you can. Good girls take it nice and well. You're my good girl right". Each word is punctured by an inch until he is fully inside.

"So full." Is all Mika can manage out, causing both Bada and Howl to smile at their precious baby. Heaven after a while goes silent on the phone, yet doesn't hang up. Bada quickly speaks up, while putting pressure on Mika's clit. "Our baby is a bit.. occupied at the moment if you couldn't tell. I would say she could call you back later, but she won't. Don't call this phone again." In the process, Howl starts hammering his hips into Mika's, holding her up feeling on the imprint in her stomach. "Would you look at that baby, I'm all the way up here. Can you feel me in your stomach, can't you? Claimed I wouldn't fit, but look at you. It's like your pussy was made to take me. Made just for us." Howls says while pressing down on your stomach. Bada moves to kiss you sucking on your tongue, leaving you just overwhelmed, never experienced anything like this. Completely cock drunk. "Gonna take good care of you flower, always."

#street woman fighter 2 #street woman fighter x reader #bada lee #bada lee x reader #howl #swf2 #howl x reader #Spotify

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clinicallyinsanedumpsterrabbit · 3 months

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Cute domestic life scene, from an idea I had on my other acc where all my sleep-deprived rambling goes

In short, Dave find baby Gingi, dave take from the streets and keeps it, Gingi and Mika are siblings and it's adorable

Oh and Gingi has more arms than Mika because they're not half-human like Mika is, so they look more like Dave did as a baby, they'll lose them naturally as they grow up like Dave did

Drawing is exhausting, especially with this much linework, which is my least favourite part of the art process, I'm going to bed lol, I don't care if it's almost noon

#dsaf #day shift at freddy's #dayshift at freddy's #art #digital art #dsaf dave #dsaf jack #davesport #dsaf mika

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sunlightandsuffering · 6 days

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The crazy Sacrilege fan here ! I LOVE THAT DRABBLE MIKASA IS SUCH AN UNHINGED FREAK I ADORE HER THANK YOU LYS THANK YOU !!! And Eren cares about her , « might even love her, just a little » LMFAO MR COP IS SO BUSTED !! If I may ask, how do you think they would react to a pregnancy scare ? I think crazy ass Mika might even like it, think it’s the Lord’s Will for them to be with child . Eren is head over heels for his little gf so he woudn’t mind giving her a child but he doesn’t want her to regret it later, she needs to go to college and start a career first!

AHAHAHA OMG ILY !!!! 💗💗 ur so funny lol!!! THEY'RE BOTH UNHINGED THO AND THAT'S WHAT WE LOVE THEM FOR, THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING CHAOS !!!!

omg okay, i can totally see this going like both ways, mostly bc I'm so anti religion bc of how much fucking shit it can create. So me, being a little shit, i'd love to go against the grain here and have Mikasa just be pRO CHOICE GIRLY !! Altho I do think she'd be like a little thrilled to have a child with Eren lol. LETS WRITE IT AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS!! bro tell me why they're so cute tho i like this drabble lol

Mikasa stares at the pregnancy test blankly, head knocked back against the bathroom cabinet of Eren’s apartment. Two little red lines to seal her fate, she should be thrilled.

She isn’t.

Contrary to her mother and every other girl in her church, Mikasa feels nothing but dread, cold, inescapable dread and suffocation. Because yes, a baby is cute, a baby is sweet, a baby would be the perfect embodiment of her and Eren’s love. They’d be the picture perfect happy family, the one people see on instagram, and she could be a stay at home mom and do all that ridiculous mom-fluencer stuff she sees.

The entire idea makes Mikasa want to throw up, and she’s not so sure it’s the pregnancy, because she isn’t that far along at all yet.

She slumps, dropping the test to the floor beside her and blinking back stubborn tears, she wonders if this is God’s plan. Because surely, it must be? She wouldn’t be pregnant if it wasn’t His will. Hell, she’s already gone against the church by using birth control, condoms and the pill.

So there’s really no other way she could have possibly gotten pregnant, right? Nothing else other than pure divine intervention would have allowed this.

Mikasa sniffles meekly, a tear sleeping down her cheek despite her attempts not to cry and she wipes it away with her sleeve. Drawing her knees up to her chest, she crumples in on herself because what the fuck is she going to do? She’s not married, not yet at least, not in school yet –will probably have to drop out now actually– and her parents will most certainly withdraw what little support they were willing to provide her. She can hear it now, they’re going to call her sweet little baby a bastard, the church will gossip, her youth group will turn on her, and the pastor will look at her with eyes full of disgust at every turn. The tears flow faster now, slipping down her cheeks freely, and before she realizes it, she’s sobbing alone in Eren’s apartment bathroom, utterly alone.

And there’s that too, isn’t there, how Eren will react. She doesn’t know, doesn’t want to lose him, but what if it’s too soon? Eren isn’t that old, only 24 and still working his way up in the force, he probably doesn’t want a baby yet either.

He’s certainly never talked about it, and it has Mikasa tearing up all over again, because she’s going to lose him, and her parents again all at once. And she can’t lose him, she just can’t, she loves him. What had started as pure angsty rebellion had turned into love so quickly she doesn’t even know when it started. But he’s so supportive, hot, and so fucking good for her if she thinks about it, had told her just to fucking move in when her parents had gotten fussy over their break-up. He’d shrugged like it was no big deal, “Don’t worry about rent, Mika, just as long as you sleep in my bed.” Then, he’d left for work with a wink, and Mikasa for the first time in her life had real fucking independence, the very thing she’d been yearning for, begging for when he’d fucked her on that alter.

And now here she is, about to lose it all again, her shackles renewed by the responsibility of a child and all the pressures that come with being a mom before she’s financially ready or responsible in the slightest.

There is a click outside and Mikasa inhales sharply, glancing at her watch, because how long has she been in this bathroom moping? It’s 9:00 am on the dot, Eren is home, having just gotten off an overnight shift, and she can already hear him stomping around, seeking her out. “Mikasa,” He calls, and she slaps a hand over her mouth to keep quiet, for what she doesn’t know, he’ll find her eventually. “Baby where are you, I can see your shoes by the door, come out.” She doesn’t, fear paralyzes her, this agony of what to do, to tell him, not to tell him, to just run away and give it up for adoption, show up again in nine months and hope he doesn’t hate her. But Eren is a cop, surely he’d find her no matter where she went? And he does, just like he’d find her if she ran away, sweeping the apartment methodically before coming to the bathroom door, just off his bedroom.

He knocks, “Miki, what are you doing?” She doesn’t answer, just grabs the pregnancy test, holds it closer as the two positive red lines blur together, tears flowing freely again. It takes Eren one attempt, one fucking shot to jimmy the lock open, and he’s leaning against the door frame like an avenging angel as he looks her over. He’s terrifying, clad in his police uniform, black cargo pants with so many pockets and that tight long sleeve shirt that goes under his body armour.

He quirks a brow up at her as he notices her tears, eyes scanning her over, and she can pinpoint the exact moment he notices the pregnancy test, his teeth coming down to bite into his lip, his only nervous tic. “So,” He asks casually, “Pregnant?” She nods meekly, a sob working its way up her throat, all she can think to do is apologize, because obviously it’s her fault, “I’m so sorry Eren.”

She should have never slept with him, never disobeyed God like this, it’s her punishment, and she just spirals, ugly crying in her boyfriend’s bathroom at 8 am on a wednesday. “Oh Miki no, it takes two, okay,” Eren half laughs as he kneels down next to her, tucking a strand of hair out of her eyes. He wipes the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs, cupping her face with more love and affection than she’s ever known in her life, “It was definitely more me if I recall correctly, in the back of my squad car, in the kitchen,” He smirks, looking down at her, “Yesterday morning in the shower.” Mikasa smacks him for that, choking out a laugh, “Stop it, I’m sad right now.” Eren chuckles, sitting down next to her and grabbing her hand with the pregnancy test to look at it himself. “You don’t have to be sad Miki, it doesn’t have to be a big thing you know.”

She leans into him, her head on his shoulder as she thinks about it, “Eren I’m gonna get huge and fat, it’s definitely gonna be a thing and people are definitely going to notice.” He bumps her with his shoulder lightly, “Nah you’d be cute pregnant, and fuck,” He groans as if he’s thinking about it, “Your tits would definitely get even better.” Mikasa gasps, smacking his arm again, and before she can stop him he’s going in for a squeeze that has her yelping because yeah, she’s already a little more sensitive. He smirks, more smug than he has any right to be in this situation, ten minutes ago she was crying her eyes out.

“So does this mean you want it, then, that you’ll support me?” Mikasa asks hopefully and Eren squeezes her thigh, looking down at her with more intensity than she knew him capable of, “Mikasa of course I’ll support you in whatever you decide to do, this would be my kid too.” He pauses and Mikasa waits, looking up at him earnestly, ready to accept whatever else he has to say, because he’s Eren and he so obviously loves her. “I know it’s a little taboo in the church community, but have you thought about getting an abortion?” Mikasa cracks, heaving out a great sob, and before she knows it she’s in Eren’s lap with him shushing her as she whispers all her fears into his neck, “You don’t want it, you’re lying you just- you just want to appease me and –” “Mikasa,” Eren kisses his way up her neck, voice right at her ear, “I’m not lying, but look at me.” He cups her chin roughly, tilting her head up so she’s forced to look into those pretty green eyes, “Baby you’re in school, you haven’t even started yet, and I’ve heard you, fuck baby I’ve heard you talk about school so many times and how much you want to be a nurse.” He leans down, so their foreheads touch, and he leans into her, “And as much as I’d love to see you pregnant, how fucking pretty you’d be, cute as hell waddling around my house knocked up with my fucking kid, it would also suck a lot because I know Mikasa that you’d be miserable, would be delaying your dreams for several years at the very fucking least and I could never ask you to do that.” Mikasa inhales shakily, relaxing into him now, the hand on her thigh, the other at the nape of her neck, how warm and solid he is against her, Eren.

She tilts her head up for a kiss, something soft, chaste, comfort.

He kisses her softly, all gentle affection, his hand rubbing over her thigh to keep her calm and when she pulls back she’s calmer, more stable in his arms.

“Is it allowed?” She whispers, almost nervously, afraid she’ll be shot down by the universe at the mere suggestion. Eren laughs, his hand drifting up to her hip to tug her closer in his lap, “Of course it’s allowed Mikasa, no one has to know we have free health care you know, we’ll just you know, schedule you an appointment, I don’t think it’s that hard.” “Really?” she mumbles, “Just like that?” “I think so, I mean obviously I haven’t had one, but I don’t think it’ll be that difficult, we can call in a minute.”

“Okay,” she mumbles and Eren kisses her again, nipping her cheek as he demands her attention, “But I want to know you’re doing it for you, not because of me or anything else, this has to be your decision Mikasa and I’m just along for the ride.” She sighs, “I think you’re right, I just didn’t want to be the one to say it, but before you got here all I could think about was how much it was going to fuck up my life.” Eren gasps, and she looks up, suddenly afraid, does he think she’s disgusting, a worthless human being because of it? His eyes are alight with amusement, “You swore, what a naughty little church girl you are.”

She smacks him and violently, which has him cackling, and he uses his leverage to go in for another kiss, which she accepts gratefully. “As long as it’s your decision Mikasa, I don’t care, hell I kind of agree, I’m not sure if I’d be a great dad right now, I’m too selfish. I wanna keep you to myself for as long as I can.” Mikasa laughs, “Then maybe we’d better start using better protection.” “Yeah, we’re also scheduling you for an IUD appointment, because fuck are you bad at taking those pills.” She winces, “I took it this morning.” Eren looks at her in disbelief, “Miki you’re already pregnant.” “Well, I tried not to be,” She tells him poutily and Eren pinches her waist, “You did a shit job.” “We just agreed it was your fault!”

Eren smiles deviously, “Yeah it is, and it’s about to be my fault again.”

He yanks her down against him, a devilish gleam in his eyes, and she can feel his very obvious erection right against the soft of her cunt, separated only by the thin layer of her pyjama pants.

“Have you been hard the entire time?” “I’m not a monster, just since you swore, it just does things to me, it’s not my fault, really it’s yours.” “Oh my God,” Mikasa groans, and she can feel Eren below her, grinding her down against his cock, that guilty look on his face, “Holy fuck does it turn you on when I’m like bad?” “Is that blasphemous of me?”

“God yes,” She tells him and then she’s kissing him, because no one else but Eren Yeager has ever made being bad feel so good.

#lys's drabbles #angst??#sort of ??

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