#mmmmm i think about this every now and again

[aparticularbandit]

you know. sometimes when you're writing a thing you don't intend for something to be a big part of your character lore and then it just ends up being that way.

i may not keep all of junko's backstory the same from one fic to the next, but i might be keeping all the rocky horror stuff.

i mean.

junko enoshima and her cast of horrors.

[shalomniscient]

thinking about mornings w arle mmmmm…….. she used to wake up before dawn, back when she was a harbinger. it was a discipline quite literally beaten into her as a child, her body waking on autopilot an exact half-hour before the sun rose every morning. but now she lets the sun rise fully, then hang in the sky for a while, before she slowly opens her eyes and returns to the waking world.

the first thing she does, of course, is turn to look at you. the tenderness of your sleep-touched expression, the delicate part of your lips as you roam in that blissful land of dreams. archons above, it has to be one of her favourite sights in the world.

yet funnily enough, despite also being from the house under that woman, you’ve always had a tendency to sleep in. she remembers having to roughly shake you awake so your entire dorm doesn’t get punished on your account. and even before her retirement, she’d be the one to rouse you from your sleep, regardless of how guilty she felt. you always looked so peaceful, and she loathed having to see the way the lightness of your expression harden as you wake up and shoulder the weight of both your responsibilities once more.

(she tried, once, to let you sleep in while she got a little headstart in her paperwork. she had slipped out of your arms and your shared bed with a soft kiss to your temple, fixing the sheets and her pillows before she headed to the kitchen to fix herself some coffee. not nearly fifteen minutes later, as she’s adding the milk to her coffee, you stumble into the kitchen, and arlecchino has never seen you so distressed before. her coffee is immediately forgotten as she spreads her arms wide and lets you fall into them, and the thing in her chest that she once thought could no longer feel aches as she listens to the sleep-slurred admission you breathe into her shoulder.

i thought i lost you, you had said, your voice so small and distraught in a way arlecchino never wanted to hear again. in response, she had held you tighter, and abandoned both her work and coffee to lead you back to bed and hold you until the warmth of her embrace burned away any of your fears.

i’m staying, she had whispered against your hair, as you slowly drifted off back to sleep. for as long as stars do shine.)

but now, retired as you both are, late mornings are a luxury you can both indulge in. well, most of the time. and mostly you, as a tiny smile starts to tug at her lips as she hears the tell-tale pitter patter of footsteps down the hall. she braces herself just in time before a tiny figure crashes onto her body in a fit of giggles. arlecchino lets out a faux groan as her daughter clambers all over her, a small mess of limbs, but catches the little girl just in time with a single arm before she can topple onto you and jolt you out of your sleep.

“let’s not wake your mother, hm?” she hums as she tucks the child against her, resting her chin on the her small head, feeling her chest warm at the sound of that childlike, delighted laughter. and when her daughter looks at her, it’s with your eyes, and it’s like she’s seeing all the reasons she fell in love with you all over again.

and for all her former discipline, if the universe asked her if she would like to stay here in this moment forever, the only answer she could ever give is yes.

[squiddy-god]

blindfold (giyuu

Ngl I still like this one, this is a re-upload from terminated blog squid-god-supreme, I would like to say that despite the vampire aesthetics I don't bite and you should 100% chat, anon is always on! It honestly motivates me to write and restore more!

CW : smut, fem reader, wife! Reader, angst if you squint a little, piv (probably missing a few but this is old AF)

Giyuu had never really liked himself much, never thought himself good enough. He was shocked when you had said that you felt the same about him, that you loved him back. He often found himself thinking back on that day and smiling, even if only slightly.

But now it had been 2 years together and your anniversary was coming up. Giyuu had surprisingly planned out the entire day for just the two of you. First he’d wake you with gentle kisses so that you could cook together, then hed spend the day by your side, his strong arms wrapped tightly around you as the both of you finally got to relax. He’d take you out for lunch and go back to cuddling with you and in his own way, smothering you in gentle affection. Then finally, when night comes and the sun is long forgotten, he’d get to the part he was most anticipating and also dreading. Sex. You had done it before but it was still something giyuu was ever so slightly insecure about. Being exposed and vulnerable, his emotions on display and his body so intimately entangled with yours was not something that came easily to the water pillar. As much as he loved your beautiful (e/c) eyes, he couldn’t stop the voice in the back of his head telling him that those eyes we’re judging every fiber of his being. Giyuu knew that your (e/c) irises were filled with love and adoration but his insecurity plagued him like a disease. However tonight he had a plan, a simple plan but a plan none the less and he hoped you’d like it.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・

Feeling giyuus soft lips place a firm kiss to your temple brought a smile to your face. You rolled over in his arms and giggled as you kissed the side of his mouth knowing he was smiling.

“Mmmmm good morning love” You yawned finally opening your eyes to gaze at his cloudy blue irises.

“Good morning” He said pulling you closer to him.

“Happy two years giyuu~” You smiled up at him with nothing but love in your eyes.

Giyuu smiled and kissed the crown of your head. “Happy two years, I love you (y/n)” It was quite, almost a whisper of his normally silent adoration and love.

“Hmmm? Someone’s talkative today” You chuckled teasingly feeling him hide his face in the crook of your neck. “We should get up” He mumbled. You humed in agreement and begrudgingly left the comfort of giyuus arms in favor of makeing breakfast together.

Good, giyuus play was going perfectly so far, but he was still slightly tense. How was he going to bring it up to you, he was racking his brain with a scowl on his face as he cooked alongside you.

“Giyuu? Are you alright? You look tense”

He shook his head and sighed “I’m fine, don’t worry. ” He said as he continued cooking.

“Alright love, but just know you can tell me anything” You gave him a quick peck on his cheek and finishing up breakfast.

After eating the two of you sat in the living room of your shared house. You were in giyuus lap with his arms wrapped around you tightly, you leaned into his chest and played with his long messy hair. You often found yourself like this when you both had the time. Being demon slayers was stressful and if felt nice to simply enjoy a comfortable silence, you knew giyuu stressed and worried when you went on missions, he knew you were more then capable but he didn’t want to lose you. So as often as he could he made shure to give you silent affection, his favorite was being able to hold you in his arms.

Your day had gone great with giyuu, you didn’t expect him to take you out for lunch but it was a welcome surprise. So here you were once again in giyuus lap but something wasn’t quite right giyuu seems tense and unusually fidgety as the sun started to set. Giyuu was getting progressively more anxious and he watched the sun set, he could do this, he fought demons dammit asking his girlfriend something so simple shouldn’t be a problem.

Shifting you slightly so you were straddling him he let one of his calloused hands rest on your hip as the other took it’s place at the back of your head pulling you down for a deep kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck and tilted your head to the side to deepen the kiss. Giyuu ran his tongue along your bottom lip asking for entrance. You denied him playfully and smiled when you felt his displeased expression. Relenting you opened your mouth and immediately felt giyuu deepen the kiss exploring your mouth and pressing you further against him. You shifted to grind slightly on giyuus growing hard on. He groaned slightly and pressed back before his hand left your head to grip your thigh. Not breaking the heated kiss he picked you up with ease and carried you your shared bedroom. Laying you down giyuu finally allowed himself to break the kiss.

“I… I want to try something…please” His dark blue eyes looked almost pleading as he stared down at you.

“Hmm? Alright shure… What is it you want to try? ” Wordlessly he got up and moved to retrieve something from his bedside table, giyuu pulled out a small strip of cloth and walked back over to were you now sat on your shared bed. Bringing it up to your eyes he tied the blindfold gently around your head.

“Oh! Is this all you wanted to do giyuu? Haha you seemed so tense~” You teased and brought him in for another kiss.

He wasted no time striping the both of you, and just as he thought, he felt much better with you blindfolded. Giyuu pushed you back onto the beding and begun his asult on your neck and collarbone. He started to trail open mouth kisses along the side of your neck, occasionally nipping and sucking to leave dark red hickys in his wake. One of his rough hands met your chest and squeezed your breast rolling and flicking your bud between his fingers. His trail of kisses and marks continued to get lower and lower until his mouth came to give your other breast some much needed attention. His hand gripped and needed your thighs. You moaned and panted as your fingers tangled in his messy hair.

“Ahh! G-giyuu” You felt his mouth leave your breast and return to your neck as he no doubt left another deep red mark. His lips met yours once again and swallowed your breathy moans. You squeak as you feel his calloused thumb rub circles on your clit. You felt him nip at your ear and another finger run along your dripping entrance. Dipping in one of his fingers another soon followed. You moaned and squirmed beneath him as his finders curled and ran along your walls. He continued to work your dripping cunt before adding another finger and stretching you out as gently as he could. You felt extra sensitive because of the blind fold blocking once of your senses and even though you couldn’t see, you could feel giyuus intense gaze watch as his fingers delved in and out of you, now covered in your arousal and slick. You wined slightly when he removed his digits from your acheing core, but this was short lived when you felt the tip of his cock tease your entrance. Finally giyuu slowly pushed himself into you, buried up to the Hilt he groaned as he felt your walls squeeze around him. He waited a moment for you to adjust before he felt you hips buck slightly, a silent que to move. He pulled out almost all the way, just until the tip of his length was still inside of you, before he slammed back into you going as deep as he could and pressing you into the bed slightly. Your back arched and you moaned his name like a prayer and his relentless pace continued. It was slightly faster then normal, as he hamered into you. You felt your stomach grow hot and a knot form in the pit of your gut the more giyuus deep thrust rubed against your walls. Low grunts and the occasional groan were muffled against your neck and shoulder as giyuu attempted to silence his growing moans by leaving a trail of marks and open mouthed kisses. You assumed his left arm was holding him up as your legs wrapped around his waist. His right hand whent down to rub and play with your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“F-fuck giyuu! Ahh! S-so close” You moaned out feeling the knot in your stomach tighten and threaten to snap, and by the twitching of his cock giyuu was close behind you.

You couldn’t form sentences anymore, attempting to speak only lead to moans and choked out syllables of his name as his pace continued. He was close as well, his cock twitched inside you at the feeling of your soft walls clenching squeezeing his length as though it was trying to pull him deeper into you. He felt your legs spasm as shake around his waist as your pussy squeezed him tight, pushing himself into you as deep as he could he felt your juices flow around his throbbing member and soon thick ropes of cum were shot deep inside of you. Giyuu gave a rather loud groan at the feeling of filling you.

Giyuu was still hard inside you when he pull out. You could feel his cloudy eyes burn holes into your dripping sex as he watched his seed leek out of you. You squirmed under his intense gaze and felt him lean down to your ear.

“Hmm? You seem eager tonight? Is it that you like not being able to see? ” He asked, but before you could awnser touch were flipped over onto all fores with your ass in the air. Giyuu made sure to tighten the blindfold before threading his fingers through your hair and pushing you down so your back was arched. You let out a wine and heard giyuu give a low groan.

“You’re so good to me (y/n), you’re mine. I love you” His voice was a low whisper as he pressed his still hard shaft into your dripping entrance.

You tried to move your hips back to cause more friction but giyuus strong hands held you firm in place. Once again pulling out almost all the way he pushed back into you hitting far deeper then before. His pace continued with deep rough thrust just above an average pace, you were still a moaning mess as the slight curve of his shaft hit the warm spongy spot deep in your core. You cried out his name in breathy moans as he began picking up speed, he started grinding up slightly when his thrusts connected with your lush backside. His grinding on your sensitive bundle of nerves had you unraveling beneath his toned arms. Tears slightly stained the blindfold from over stimulation as your legs started shaking, drawing close to another climax.

Giyuus thrusts continued to gain speed as his composer slipped, his breath was becoming more and more ragged as he continued to pound into you, his hands griping the soft flesh of your ass and thighs tightly. A low but rather loud moan emited from giyuus throat as he felt heat coil in his stomach sending hot throbbing pulses through his cock. Your soft wet walls cluched onto his length and your body shaked from the pleasure that ripped through you. With a few more deep thrust into your quivering cunt giyuu sheathed himself in side of you as deep he could before hot ropes of cum stuffed you full. He panted and caught his breath for a second before pulling out and laying you on top of him.

It was quite for a long moment, nothing but your ragged breaths and the sound of giyuus heart beat. It was quick and rapid in his chest, almost like it was trying to break free from its hold within his chest. Strong arms wrapped around your waist as he gently removed the blind fold. He brought you closer to him and encased your lips in a passionate kiss, when he pulled away there was a faint smile on his face. His eyes were unusually soft as he looked at you with nothing but love and respect in his dark blue eyes.

“I love you (y/n), so, so, so much. Please, never leave my arms. Don’t leave me. ” The last sentence came out as a almost silent whisper. You smiled down at him and let your head rest on his chest.

“Hmm, wouldn’t dream of it Tomioka, I love you. ”

[mustainegf]

James is at bar with Kirk, Lars and Cliff and reader is giving him head under table, 80s

I SCREEEAAAMMMED THIS IS SO MMMMM

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 ¹⁹⁸⁴

I cannot believe I let my girlfriend talk me into this. Here we are sitting in this dim bar with Kirk, Lars, and Cliff, and she is now under the table with her head burrowed between my legs.

The tablecloth is long enough to keep our little secret concealed from prying eyes, but it's starting to get tough to keep a straight face.

The guys haven't stopped quizzing me about where she's gone since we walked in the door. I've been making up some story or other, trying to palm it off on them.

My heart's in my mouth every time one of them gives me a sideways glance. I can only think what must be going through their minds, that maybe I've had one too many drinks or that I lost her in the crowd.

I glanced down at her, and she locked eyes with me briefly, then went back to doing what she was doing. Her mouth was warm and wet, each touch made cold shivers run up my spine.

She was so into it that I almost thought she had forgotten we were in public. I tried not to move or make a noise, but it was impossible to avoid the thoughts running through my head.

I could picture the face she was making while working her magic below the table. Her eyes locked with mine, the evil sparkle dancing deep within, and I could feel her tongue tracing the lines on my shaft, lips squeezed around me like she would never let go.

My mind strayed back to the number of nights that we had spent inside each other's bodies and how this moment was just another addition to our sexual escapades.

The conversation at the table has reached a peak, as Kirk goes on about how one of his strings broke. Lars laughs, Cliff rolls his eyes, pretending to be bored.

I try to tune them out, my focus solely on her tongue flicking on my throbbing tip. She quickens her pace, and I feel it.

Suddenly, a stray thought gets me off guard…what if someone lifted the tablecloth? That very idea sent a spike of adrenaline through my veins. I flick my eyes to my girlfriend, who I hope felt my unease.

She looked back at me once more, her eyes shining with that glint which said she knew full well the danger we were courting.

"Hey, James, where’d your girl go?" Kirk asks again, this time suspiciously.

I tried to act as nonchalant as possible and forced a grin. "Oh, uh, she just needed to go to the bathroom, I think."

Next, Lars snorts, "You should have seen her before, she was all over you."

Cliff then rose an eyebrow. "Yeah, and now she vanished into thin air?"

The men all exchanged knowing looks. Only hoping that they would drop the matter soon.

With minutes ticking by, the ministrations from my girlfriend tick on the pressure inside. My thoughts suddenly jumble up, and I barely retain a clear thought.

The dam finally breaks, and I'm consumed by the orgasm that's been building for at least 30 minutes now. It feels like forever. Her lips tighten around me as she draws out every last drop of my seed, letting it drip down her throat. It becomes nearly impossible to maintain a grip on reality.

My sudden awareness is of the guys staring at me with amusement. They can clearly see the look on my face as I cum. It's time to confess, there is just no continuing this charade.

"I, um… got something to tell you guys," I stammer, burning with my face in embarrassment. "She’s not in the bathroom..."

[m1ssunderstanding]

Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 1.1

So disclaimer: I took screenshots instead of photographing my screen this time, but the quality of footage is a thousand times worse so the images are still mostly shit. But anyway, here we go :)

We're going to have to keep a tally on how many times they refer to their relationship in romantic terms. Less than a minute in, Paul has used the description, “great love affair.”

And John's right on his heels with “the sexual equivalent of . . . People in love.” So there's 2 already. Oh boy.

That opening montage of John and Paul just living for the light in each other's eyes should actually be the official music video for “I wanna hold your hand.”

Also I wonder how many songs they have about hiding. Someone's got to have a list somewhere right?

I adore the absolute lack of reaction to John manhandling Paul.

And then This Look. He's in love with him, ladies and gentlemen.

I remember seeing somewhere that this footage was literally right after they'd finished “she loves you.” Which was pretty recently after Bob Wooler, which was right after Barcelona. And if you're like me and you think that song is secretly about their relationship? If Paul's just been singing “she said you hurt her so, she almost lost her mind, but now she says she knows you're not the hurting kind. She said she loves you” at you, after all of that? Of course John's acting like a fucking puppy dog.

Poor George tally number 1

Excuse me??? John wants to live in the Beatle apartment instead of with his actual literal wife until Paul decides to move in with his girlfriend? What? He's so insane. Cynthia, you're lucky Paul's a fucking social climber.

I think it's indicative of two things that Paul said “screw secret girlfriends” while John happily went along with secret wives. One: different levels of security in masculinity (John doesn't have gay eyebrows etc) and two: different relationships. Jane and Paul's relationship was a smart career move for both of them and I think, being upper-class, and having her own career, and not being a mother, Jane was in more of a position to have a say.

Every time I watch that footage of Ken Dodd asking about their parents I physically cringe. Poor poor babies. Do your research you idiot! I don't think that ever happened again. I wonder if Brian made sure of that.

Paul literally talks like such a husband here. “We've thought about it, and probably the thing that John and I will do . . .”

Obsessed with Paul shouldering himself between George and John after George's little joke shove. It's so protective and yet so subtle. Exactly the same strong posture and easy smile as when he stepped between John and that interviewer during the Jesus scandal.

Poor George tally number 2 (you can't quite tell from the pic but John is shoving him out of the way because how dare he put his suitcase by Paul's?! That's John's suitcase's spot!!)

All the Beatles were cuddly with each other. It's one of the cutest bits about them, the puppies in a basket aspect. But I think we'll need a “noticable spacing difference” tally for this rewatch, too, and here's the first.

Paul wearing John's hat for attention and it fully and completely doing the job? They're so embarrassing!

I actually love that John's imitation of his upper-class Scottish family (which Paul can't do) is actually much more convincing than his broad Liverpudlian (which Paul nails in two variations, one based off his own family) I'm obsessed with the class dynamics between them.

Poor George tally three. He shares this one with Ringo. That moment when Paul's pretending to interview them about their purple hearts and cuts them both off with, “thank you. Mi-mister Lennon,” and John and Paul proceed to completely forget the other two exist for who knows how long – certainly longer than the videographer was willing to record.

I find John sliding into Paul's raspy “tiiight yeeeah” with his very turned on “mmmMM it's been a hard” extremely suggestive. I'm sorry but I do.

It's like he thinks if he looks away for too long he's going to disappear or something. Which. Now that I said that. Yeah. That is what it is. Poor separation-issues baby.

Ringo: Paul, you wrote a beautiful song and you sing it great. John: yeah and you're SEXY! Let's not forget that, everyone.

Am I crazy to obsess over every little musical similarity in their songs? Yes. Can I help it? No. The little “oh-oh ohoho” in the If I Fell demo is exactly the same as in Imagine and (frothing and writhing) it means something I can feel it! I just have no idea what.

I also find the lyric change from “i hope that she won't cry” to “i hope that she will cry” extremely interesting. There's always a heterosexual explanation. Trust me, the straights are the Simone Biles of mental gymnastics. But while the published lyric can be read as a man bitter toward his ex girlfriend hoping to hurt her by flaunting his new relationship, the demo version is trickier. Could it be that he doesn't want to hurt his wife's feelings by letting her know he's in love with someone else? But who else could John Lennon possibly have been in love with at the time?

“Too too much in love. Woah, too too much in love with you.” My heart

[sicksucculentz]

Harry is taking a nap while Asta and her father discuss their family stuff. They both break the conversation to look at Harry curled up on the sofa like a cat. Every now and then he twitches a little bit and the corners of his mouth upturning. Smiling a little bit and slightly chuckling in his sleep.

Dan: “think he’s dreaming about alien stuff…like ray guns?….and invasions?”

Asta: “mmmmm nope. I think he’s having his Law and Order dream again”

Dan: “like…he dreams he’s in Law and Order?”

Asta: “no he dreams that he’s watching Law and Order and eating 5 whole boxes of pizza in one sitting”

Dan: “…..dosent he almost always do that when he’s awake?”

Asta: “yea but he eats 4 boxes”

[kpopluvrsblog]

Stuck in the middle

REQUESTED!

pairing : bnddom!jaehyun x fem!reader x bnddom!leehan

genre: WOOOO HERE WE GO. ANGST. fluff and of course smut

warnings: dom/sub, jealousy dynamics, rough, overstim, 3some etc etc etc (yk how my works go)

summary: Leehan’s been chasing you for as long as he remembers, but once Jaehyun beats him to the long felt confession, you have to chose between two very loving boys. Who will you choose…or will you not choose at all?

a/n: Lmk if y’all want individual endings. I’m still debating :)

“Hannie can you maybe like not breathe down my neck??” You sigh loudly. Once again leehan will NOT get off of your ass.

“You’re feeding my babies- I need to make sure you do it right.” He says sharply, still not moving an inch. “I’m literally just dropping the food in…” you reply with an eye roll, letting the last piece of food fall into the glowing fish tank.

“heh you’re right I just like looking at you y/n” he says with a smirk.

Just like always you disregard his words knowing it’s harmless. That’s just how he is right? Flirty with everyone.

“There, now they are all fed and healthy. Was that all?” You say now turning to face him as he finally takes a step back.

“mmmm you could give me a kiss?” He suggests smugly, trying to lean close before you maneuver your way to the front door.

“Stop being silly.” You reply, ears starting to burn from his actions along with the thought of kissing him.

“Hey, get home safe okay? Text me when you make it love.” He smiles sweetly, changing the subject as to not make you uncomfortable. Pet name slipping out as if you were together.

“As always hannie. See you later” You smile back. On your way home your mind wanders to leehan. He is truly handsome but you couldn’t jeopardize your close bond like that. He is flirty at nature and it’s extremely hard to tell if he means anything he says. Too scared of confrontation, you push your feelings away. Just being close to him is enough for you, even if it’s nothing more.

Pulling you out of your thoughts, your phone loudly rings. Checking the caller ID you read “myung baby” giggling at the nickname. Boy is always crying so it is pretty fitting for him.

“Helloooo” You answer the call.

“mmmmm pleassse” he mumbles through the phone.

“Hey hyun are you okay??” you say as your breath starts to pick up. He doesn’t usually act like this.

“come overrr y/n” The call abruptly stops.

Luckily his house was a mere 5 minutes from yours, quickly making your way over before banging on the door.

“I missed you” He immediately says before even fully opening the door.

“myung jaehyun you scared me asshole.” You pout shoving your way past him and making your way to his couch.

“I’m sorry” He responds smiling widely. “I just wanted to talk to you about something” he continues, allowing himself to sit next to you.

“Hyun maybe now isn’t a good time, I can see the drinks on your kitchen counter…”You start, eyes leading to see the alcohol stored away.

“I pinky promise you I am not drunk. I just needed a shot to get myself started for this.” He says, as you look over to him to see his ears slowly turning a bright red.

He continues before you get the chance to respond.

“I’m just going to be honest but you make my heart so warm y/n, genuinely. I can’t stop thinking about you and it kills me to not be able to call you mine. You’re just so perfect in every way and I can’t keep going on like these feelings don’t exist to me…I’m sorry i’m rambling” He stutters out as his hands shake, looking down to the floor.

“hyun baby, look at me” you say softly, warmth filling your chest with the love and care you’ve had for this boy. As he looks up into your eyes you grab his shaking hands to calm him.

“You cutie. I’ve felt the same for quite a while now. I mean, I wanted to become friends with you in the first place because I had an interest in you.” How could you not with the way he makes you laugh and takes care of you like no other. He makes you feel like you are the only person in his world and you have noticed the tension for a few weeks by now.

“Stop I will cry right now.” He says in shock, a huge smile adorning his pretty face. “Will you be mine then? Will you let me call you mine from now on?” He asks, biting his lip in the process, the tension pulling on the strings even more. “Of course baby-“ You don’t finish before he pulls you into a big hug, practically squeezing you.

He quickly pulls away to look you in the eyes, will both of you blushing he moves his hand to hold your cheek, eyes moving fast between your lips and so forth. You waste no time, leaning in to feel the comfort of his plush lips. Starting with only a peck, he smiles before pulling you back to his lips, letting them move steadily against each other. It quickly gets messy as he tilts his head to go in deeper, allowing his tongue to slide into your mouth.

“hyun” You gasp aloud, causing him to let out a sigh. He shifts you both so you are now on top of his thighs. You start to roll your hips onto his, needing to feel something as you start to feel a wetness pool down your thighs. You both moan into each other mouths as the pleasure is unbearable.

He pulls away suddenly to look you in the eyes once more, his eyes glossed over and lust prominently showing.

“Please baby do you want this. I’ve wanted you for so long I won’t be able to stop.” He says deeply, hands gripping your waist to keep you moving on top of him, his boner now struggling to stay in his pants.

“Fuck please hyun I need you so bad.” you moan, moving your head to the side of his neck and sucking pretty marks onto his soft skin. He leans his head back giving you space before abruptly lifting you up as if you weighted nothing. Bringing you both to his dimly lit bedroom and throwing you onto the bed before getting on top of you. He grabs your wrists and pins you down, lips moving to your neck now giving you the same treatment. His kisses hurt, for sure leaving his marks for all to see. He doesn’t want you to be able to cover these. He slowly lifts off your shirt, struggling to remove himself from your neck. Moaning uncontrollably into your skin. You tug on his hoodie, wanting to see him. He removes it swiftly and you gasp. His beautiful tan skin and toned stomach on display. The ache in your stomach growing stronger. You reach up to drag your nails against his stomach and he smirks down at you.

“Like what you see my love?” he asked in a soft voice, causing you to nod.

“fucking words.” he spits out. A complete contrast to before.

“Yes I love what I see, you’re so perfect hyun I need you so bad.” You whine out, needing to feel him inside of you. The praise getting to him as his cock twitches in his pants. He unbuckles his pants and without another second, takes his boxers off along with it. Letting his cock spring free to slap against his stomach. “So fucking thick.” you thoughtlessly moan out, legs rubbing together. ”let me suck you off please baby” you beg, now becoming needy for him, needing a sweet taste.

“Another time y/n. I fucking need you so bad it hurts, need to be inside.” He rants as he finally takes off your pants and underwear, leaving your pussy glistening for him. He moans and leans down to kiss and suck your breasts, fingers prodding at you entrance to prepare you for himself. He sticks two fingers in and moves quickly, the suction making it hard to move. “Ah jae fuck it feels so good.” you moan, hips moving in circles with his fingers. He curls them repeatedly inside of you for just a few seconds more.

“I’m so sorry baby this is going to hurt. I need to feel that on my cock. Just tell me if you can’t take it.” He says before grabbing his cock and lining himself to your entrance. He rubs his thick tip against your folds and your body shakes. He is so fucking big it’s unreal. He moves your legs to wrap around his waist, and starts to push himself through your tight walls.

“fuckkk let me in baby.” He groans throwing his head back. You bit your lip as he pushes and pushes, you feel every inch as your walls expand to let him fit. He harshly grabs your thighs and finally reaches the hilt. He sits for a minute, face scrunched and heavy breathing.

“You can move baby. Just fucking ruin me, im yours” You whisper to him and he whines aloud. He moves one hand to grab the headboard as the other grips your waist. He pulls himself out of your tight walls, leaving only the tip before forcing himself back in. You both moan loudly and he starts to move at a faster pace. His hips slam against yours as your pussy compulses against his cock. It feels so fucking good. The bed creaks as your moans fill the air, he angles his hips to hit the spongy spot inside of you.

“Fuck dont stop please” You whine.

“wasn’t planning on it pretty.” he barely gets out before whining once more. “So fucking tight I can cum any minute babygirl.” He moans

He starts to push himself harder into you, slapping noises filling his apartment. He slides in effortlessly now losing rhythm.

“inside” you moan. He immediately grabs onto your hips with both hands, lifting you up and pounding into you, his hips rubbing against your clit as your release hits you harder than ever. “fuck fuck gonna give you my babies, m gonna fill you up so good.” Jaehyun cums inside of you when he feels you convulse, streams of warm cum filling your walls until its dripping out. “Fuck I came so much.” He smiles down at you leaning down to kiss you and rub your sides.

“baby we made a mess” You whine out making him laugh at you. “I couldn’t help it you’re so hot. He responded smiling into your kiss. He reluctantly pulls out of your warm embrace, more of his cum dripping on the sheets, he looks away quickly before he gets hard again, knowing he already worn you out. “I’ll clean us up my love, rest your eyes.” and fuck after that you don’t need to be told twice

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jaehyun: Bro. I finally did it.

Leehan: Diddd what exactly?Jaehyun: I confessed to y/n last night!!! She said yes. You have no idea how happy I am to call her mine man.

Leehan: •••

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Fuming. Thats what leehan felt. He instantly left his house the moment he saw the text. How fucking dare jaehyun confess to you when he knew leehan had a thing for you as well. There was an agreement to make no moves and he fucking broke it. His heart slowly breaking to pieces, leehan makes his way over to jaehyun’s house. Knowing you were sleeping soundly in the upstairs bedroom with him.

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Using the hidden key, leehan slams jaehyuns apartment door open, only to be met with a sleepy jaehyun making his way down the steps. Jaehyun immediately freezes in his steps knowing what’s to come is no good.

“Are you fucking serious dude.” leehan deadpans, slowly inching his way closer to the shocked boy.

“What…Why are you here?!” Jaehyun responds hastly.

“Shut the fuck up. I’ve been chasing her for YEARS and all the sudden you think you can steal her from me like that???” Leehan says as his face turns red, fists clenching. Leehan suddenly swings to punch the wall behind jaehyun.

“Bro calm down please… You know I wanted her just as ba-“ Jaehyun is caught off guard when leehan suddenly grabs him and pushes him out of the still open door, quickly shutting it and locking him out.

“LEEHAN ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW???” Jaehyun yells angrily from the other side. “It’s either this or I punch you. You broke our code fucker.” leehan says coldy, storming off to go upstairs knowing you were still in his bed. The thought makes his blood boil, now regretting not punching his friend.

Leehan swings the door open to see you still sleeping soundly, wrapped in the silk sheets looking as gorgeous as ever. “oh my baby” Leehan says quietly, walking towards you. His anger now dissipating as he looks down at you.

Feeling a sudden weight on the bed you open your eyes. Realizing this was not your so called boyfriend you shoot up in shock. “LEEHAN??! What the fuck are you doing here?? Where’s jaehyun.” You start to rant before he shushed you.

“Too many questions. Let me talk.” He says shortly. He quickly leans down to trap your lips with his. You try to push him off but it’s no use as he pins you down by your arms. He slowly moves his lips against yours. Why are you starting to feel hot…. Sure you always thought he was fine but you have a boyfriend now, this is NOT right. After seconds he pulls away, a trail of spit connecting you both.

“LEEHAN. You can’t just do that- That’s not- what..” You cant form a proper sentence now, only to open your eyes to see tears in leehans.

“Leehan what…What’s going on i’m so lost..” You finally stutter out.

Leehans tears start to fall slowly. “I’m so fucking sorry y/n I couldn’t help it. I love you so much I know it’s sudden but I’ve loved you before I even introduced you to jaehyun. It’s just not fair.” He starts to cry harder, shoving his face into your neck as he hiccups. “You should be with me, not him. I tried so hard to get you to feel the same for me and I regret never confessing earlier. It hurts so bad y/n make it stop please.” He whines into your neck.

your hearts breaks in two, now seeing that the man you’ve fallen for all these years ago had always loved you back, the moment you try to move on it all comes crashing down. Seeing him in tears hurts more than anything. You move your hands to wrap around him, the feeling of love that you’ve always felt hits back, warmth filling your heart. “I’ve always loved you leehan, trying to force myself to move on from you is the hardest thing i’ve ever tried to do. I always thought you were just teasing me because you knew I liked you…” you say softly to him.

“I love you y/n you don’t understand .” He says, lifting his head to look into your eyes “please let me prove it to you. Let me make you feel things he could never do for you.” He finishes, bringing himself back down to your lips, barely touching them. “Ill do it right this time. Can I kiss you please? Do you give me permission to please you baby?” He asked softly, strong arms wrapping around your body caressing gently.

“Please” Is all you can whisper out before he closes the distance. All thoughts of poor jaehyun leaving your mind, not even wondering where he is.

You’re mind is completely full of leehans soft lips moving against yours. Stealing your breath away. He starts to softly roll his hips into yours, pleasure already fulfilling your senses as you moan into his lips. You clench around nothing when you feel his hard on slide between your folds, He presses down hard into you, the desperation showing in his movements.

He starts to remove your pants and underwear at the same time, eager to see you. He lifts up the tshirt you are wearing, easily seeing how its jaehyuns and not your own. you make a move to slip it off before leehan stops you. “Keep it on.” He says darkly, sliding the shirt up just enough to suck on your tits. His toungue rolls around your nipple before harshly sucking. You can’t stop your hips from moving trying to get more friction.

“hannie take off your shirt I wanna see you” You mumble as you tug on his long hair. He bites his lip as he removes all of his clothes, now feeling too hot to keep anything on. You moan at the sight of his six pack, reaching out to touch the muscle, before looking down to see his long dick leaking from the tip.

“thats right baby.” He smirks before leaning down to kiss you again, his fully hard dick now against your soaking wet pussy.

“So wet baby.” He mumbles against your lips once more. “Can probably slide right in hm? Little slut doesn’t need prep?” He continues as he slides his dick between your folds.

“M’ not a slut” Is all you reply.

“Mmm you’re right honey, just a slut for me and my dick hm?” He asks as you nod eagerly.

“beg for me to put it in baby. Show me how bad you want me.”

His words turn you on so much, the wetness pooling between your thighs, ready for him to fuck you good.

“Please hannie been needing you for so long. Need you to fuck me baby, pleaseee” Is all you can say before he prods at your entrance with his tip. You both moan loudly as he slides in, not wasting any time to push himself as deep as he can go.

“fuckkkk my baby is so tight for me mmm” He says. Pulling halfway out before rocking his hips into your own, balls slapping against your thighs creating nasty sounds that turn you both on. He has a steady rhythm, biting his lip so hard he might start bleeding. His dick feels so good inside of you

“y/n ffuckkk” He cant stop the moans from leaving his mouth, hair sticking to his forehead as his eyes roll back. His dick hits the deepest parts of your body, hitting that spongy spot that knocks the breath out of you.

“WHAT THE FUCK” You both hear. Your heart beginning to beat out of your chest you try to move away from leehan. Only for him to pin you down and continue drilling into you.

“hannie stop please.” you whimper, tears threatening to fall from embarrassment.

Jaehyun storms to pull leehan away from you, his dick harshly sliding out of you causing you both to moan in agony.

“Get the fuck away from her you dirty bastard.” jaehyun says as his hearts breaks to pieces. “y/n how could you fall for his trap… I thought you loved me baby…” jaehyun finally looks at you, seeing his tshirt still covering your body and the wetness between your thighs causes his dick to twitch.

“Jaehyunnie… I’m so fucking sorry I do lov”

You’re silenced with a leehan covering your mouth.

“Dont you fucking dare.” Leehan says with his eyes narrowed. “EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP.” Leehan finally snaps.

“You wanna fucking end this??” Leehan says now making eye contact with jaehyun. “Fuck her with me then. We’ll let the pretty baby pick, see who can make her feel better hm?” He ends now looking at your gorgeous body.

Jaehyun wants to decline, only wanting you for himself but seeing you so worn out gets him sooo horny.

“fine.” Is all be responds. Taking off his shirt quickly and getting on the bed to make out with you. Leehan rolls his eyes watching jaehyun taint your gorgeous lips.

“I’m finishing what I started.” Leehan says sharply. getting on the bed to pull you back to him, His dick easily sliding back into you as you both moan out. Not wanting to miss out jaehyun takes off his pants and boxers, his thick dick slapping against his stomach. You clench around leehan at the sight. Jaehyun moves closer to you and you take his dick in your mouth, trying your best to deepthroat him and make him feel good. The room is filled with panting and moans as leehan starts to slam into you now that jaehyun is watching, hand moving down to rub circles on your puffy clit.

“dont fucking come yet.” Jaehyun says, shoving his dick down your throat and pulling all the way out when you gag.

“think you can fit us both at the same time?” Jaehyun says making leehan finally slow down to a halt, doubting your poor tight pussy.

“Man she is so fucking tight you’ll need to prep her, I don’t want her in pain.” Leehan says with sincerity in his voice for once.

Nodding jaehyun makes his way to the bed and lays down. With your mind in a fuzzy state you don’t comprehend what they’re doing. Leehan leads you to sit on top of jaehyun dick, moaning out in unison once more. Jaehyun sticks his fingers inside of you along with this dick, the stretch painful.

“fuck I cant do it guys.” You finally speak up clenching your teeth.

“Can I fuck your ass?” Leehan wastes no time to ask. Watching you start to stutter and give no direct answers, Jaehyun lifts you a bit higher so leehan can fit his dick into your tight unused hole. He stretches you out with only one finger. You gasp at the feeling and clench down tight.

“Relax baby, you gotta let him in.” Jaehyun says soothingly, slowing starting to fuck up into you in order to distract you. Your moans of pleasure filling the room. After a minute he adds two more fingers and begins to scissor them inside of you.

“Oh fuck hannie pleaseee.” you moan out, pleasure filling every aspect of you. Leehan spits on his dick before sliding only the tip in, Jaehyun stilling inside of you to let you adjust.

“oh-oh feels weird hannie i cant.” Jaehyun shushes you with a kiss to your lips, letting leehan push himself farther into you as you scream out. Leehan stops finally hitting the hilt, you’re so tight he can barely move.

“shh baby you feel so fucking good mmm. Will feel so good for you in a minute promise y/n.” Leehan moans out, trying not to thrust inside of you. Jaehyun takes initiative and starts his thrusts, the bouncing making you slowly move back and forth onto leehans dick as well. After a second leehan pulls out and fucks into you as you moan uncontrollably, the pleasure is something you’ve never felt before. Both holes filled as they fuck you simultaneously. Now pounding into you, you feel your high coming close. The need to cum on their dicks so strong you can’t hold back.

“think she can cum leehanie?” Jaehyun asked breathlessly.

“Fuck yeah. ass so good for me baby go ahead and cum.” Leehans says, his high just a minute away.

Hearing this you let the band snap, cumming on them both as they continuously slide in and out of your wet pussy. Now creaming around jaehyuns cock, as your body shakes. Leehan hold you up, railing into you as hard as he can go.

“Fuck jaehyun you need to cum now. I need to fill her up too.” leehan groans, arms wrapping around you as your back is to his stomach, he mosns into your neck as your whining makes him impossibly closer.

“fuck m’ cumming inside baby.” Jaehyun says, his cock sliding deep inside of you as he makes little thrusts to empty himself. moaning loudly he throws his head back, Not even pulling out before leehan shoves himself into your pussy. The sudden stretch makes you immediately cum against both boys again, your pussy pulsating against them both while leehan cums inside of your walls. Painting it white along with jaehyuns mess. Feeling leehans big dick rub against his own, jaehyun had to hold his moans back, too tired to go once more. They both pull out together, your pussy now stretched out that their cums spill beneath you.

“hollllly fuck that was good.” Leehan says putting his jealousy aside. Jaehyun reluctantly

agrees, patting down your hair as you pant to yourself. Your eyes close uncontrollably.

“Let’s clean up.” Jaehyun says watching you breathe softly, not wanting to feel sticky or sleep in this mess.

“you got it.” leehan replies shortly. After cleaning and dressing you up. Jaehyun crawls into his bed next to you and pulls you to his chest.

“myung.” Leehan says coldy, making jaehyun release you instantly.

“sorry…” is all he can reply, just wanting to be alone with you. “no you’re right…no matter how much it hurts she still has to chose right?” he sadly responds, getting out of the bed as they both head downstairs.

she has to chose right.

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these words ring in your head as you dread your decision. Both boys have been nothing but sweet and amazing to you so how were you supposed to pick.

The boy leehan that has loved you for ages since you met, or the boy jaehyun that caught something for you after leehan introduced you both. Morning time rolls around and you want to throw up, so nervous to how their reaction will be.

“Oh look, princess is awake” leehan mumbles with food in his mouth. Both boys seemingly getting along like old times which makes you happy. How could you be the one to break apart this beautiful friendship.

“I’m not choosing” You instantly say. Making jaehyun choke on his cereal and leehan trying to pat his back to make sure he doesn’t die.

“sorry WHAT??” Jaehyun responds with his voice hoarse.

“whatdya mean not choosing??” Leehan says calmly, heart beating out of his chest.

“I mean it as in I love you both. Of course in your own different ways but I seriously can’t pick only one and break you guys apart…” you finally answer, sadness filling your heart.

“damn well. I wasn’t really looking for a three way relationship but I guess we can make it work.” Jaehyun says before leehans slaps him aside the head.

“bro. dont make it sound weird- we are NOT together. “ Their bickering makes you giggle to yourself. You make your way over to them and the both pull you into their embrace.

“hungry baby? we can cook you something” Leehan says sweetly.

maybe this relationship wont be so bad after all….

“technically im the only one dating y/n because you didn’t ask her out-“ jaehyun screams before leehan smacks him once more. “I SWEAR I will lock you outside again.”

Well… at least you have entertainment and two hot boys that love you dearly

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Orange Blossoms

Pairing: Buck x Y/N

Word Count: mmmmm I forgot to check and I’m lazy

Notes: Lets see if I actually write this!! I’m literally in the middle of Strawberries and Cream rn, it’s 5/15/24 (now) and I’m just…. Testing the waters with releasing the first chapter P.S I DID NOT EDIT THIS BEFORE POSTING I HATE MYSELF IM DOING IT RN

Chapter 1: Eddie is a Traitor

It was just supposed to be a normal Thursday. Go to work, fight some fires, harass Eddie, go home. Do it all over again the next day. That’s how it was every day and he liked it. Especially the people he worked with, that was his family. 

He’s putting on a different work shirt when he looks up, a girl is standing there with her back to him holding a helmet in her hands. It’s sleek and pink. It’s got the most adorable cat ears on it too. He’s gotta take another look at it. As he walks she turns around, her hair flying over her shoulder. 

It’s like he can hear wedding bells going off in his brain. He shortcircuits immediately as she starts walking towards him. He can hear the soft thud of her shoes, he’s surprised he thought angels had wings. She smiles pleasantly at him, the California sun creating a little halo behind her. Or he’s having a stroke he can’t tell. 

“Hi I’m-” He sticks his hand out and Bobby suddenly steps in front of him 

“No, you aren’t” 

He knew that look. “Come on honey, I’ll introduce you to the others” you waved shyly at Buck as Bobby turned you around by your shoulders and steered you upstairs

Buck stood there, his hand still out as he watched Bobby march you up to Hen and Chimney. You giggled a little at the top of the stairs when you saw him still staring, a dumb look on his face

“You good?” Eddie gave him a high five as he walked by and Buck blinked slowly 

“I think I’m in love” 

Eddie snorted and bumped his side, pushing him out of the way so he could get to his locker 

“Isn’t that like the fourth time this month you’ve said that? Who was it this time” 

He melted on the spot, sighing dreamily and tilting his head to the side 

“It’s…”

Eddie looked at him expectantly 

“It’s uh…”

Eddie put his head against his locker, snickering into the metal 

“You don’t remember?”

“I don’t think she said. I don’t think she had the chance” 

“Why wouldn’t she have had the chance?” 

“Bobby took her upstairs” 

Eddie turned to look at him again. “Are you talking about a girl, about this tall” he holds his hand up midway to his chest “curly pink hair? Skin tanned to the gods” 

“That’s my angel”

“Dude. That’s Athena’s niece” 

It’s like he gets hit by a train and his entire world comes crashing down and really what even was the point in living anymore if he couldn’t have you? He might as well do a sweet flip off a cliff. At least he could go out in a cool way 

“You do know how to backflip,” Eddie says as he shuts his locker 

“Huh?” Buck looks at him now, a little dazed. A weird look on his face

“You were spiraling right? Because you think your life is over now” 

“My life is over now!” 

“No, it’s not.” He takes him by the arm and jogs upstairs, tapping the railing when they get up there. It catches your attention and you turn your head, your hands clasped sweetly in front of you.

Honestly, everything about you was sweet. From your soft pink hair, down to the white platform boots you had on. He liked the purple plaid skirt you had on. With a little purple beret and the matching purple cardigan. You looked like a doll, a very sweet, very cute, doll. God, you were too sweet for him 

“Oh my god. Evan!” His name is shouted at him and he flinches back. Your hand is out towards him, and Eddie is standing behind you with his hands on your shoulders. Bobby has his arms crossed over his chest and Hen and Chim are looking at each other 

“I said this is Y/N” Eddie sounds stressed and that makes Buck blush. He’d gotten lost in you all over again. 

“Oh-oh. Uh Hi I’m, Bevan- no shit Barkley no-no god. Buck. I’m- my name is Evan I- I go by Buck. Hi.”

You’re giggling as he stumbles over his words and god he wishes you wouldn’t do that, it just sounds so cute and you’re making him flustered. Fuck usually he’s so smooth and flirty, what the hell gives??

“Hi Evan” You smile up at him and he swears he’s never seen anything or anyone so pretty 

“You have pretty teeth,” He says dreamily as he’s shaking your hand. Eddie curses under his breath and you laugh, still shaking his hand 

“T-thank you? Um. I brush twice a day!” 

“Oh it shows!! it- it shows. You know that you uh-you take care of yourself and I mean- I could have said I liked your nail polish cause I do!!…it matches your clothes but no! No… I had to- I had to say your teeth” 

You cover your mouth, trying to keep from laughing any harder. He’s so flustered and his cheeks are so pink and you feel a little bad. And he’s literally still shaking your hand. Eddie pulls your hand from his and slaps Buck’s down, giving him a “wtf” look over your head. Buck clears his throat and shoves his hands in his pockets 

“Well! I gotta go fill the truck! You know gotta make it all nice and full of stuff that we need I’m just. I’m gonna go” He points down the stairs and goes running, you wave awkwardly at his retreating figure with a little smile on your face 

“Uh bye! It was nice meeting you!!”

Buck walks out of the station, dumping the bucket of water out onto the pavement. He hadn’t seen you for most of the day and he was glad. 

Okay not that glad, he wanted to stare at you all day, but at least he wasn’t acting like a dumbass anymore 

“Sabrina Carpenter was right. I cannot find my chill. God her teeth?! Seriously??” He mutters to himself as he watches the water soak into the ground. 

“Talking to yourself?” 

You ask as you walk towards him, he spins around watching you walk over. God, even the way you walked, with all the confidence in the world was sexy as hell. 

“Yeah” his voice cracks and you giggle when he lets his head fall back in embarrassment. Fuck was he actually 15 again 

“Whatcha talkin' about?” He notices you’ve got a white mini backpack. It’s cute. God of course it matches your outfit

“Oh you know, your teeth” He visibly cringes and you slap your hand over your mouth trying to control your laughter 

“Oh come on it wasn’t that bad” 

“Yes. Yes, it was. You’re just being nice” 

“I think it was a genuine compliment!” you protest as you stop in front of him. You’re so much shorter than he is, he just wants to put his hand on your head and ruffle your hair. He bets you’d hate that, but god it would be cute 

“It was. A stupid one, but you know, you do have pretty teeth…and nails!” He smiles at you, his cheeks are pink and he’s flustered again but he’s outside and the sun is shining down on you and you’re glowing 

“You have pretty teeth too,” You tell him, smiling and giving him a little wink “and a cute butt!” 

His mouth drops as you walk past him with a smug little smirk “There! Now we both said something embarrassing!” 

He watches you walk over to a pink motorcycle. It’s sexy and sleek and clearly customized. He watches you climb on and start to put on your helmet 

“That’s yours?!” He asks as he jogs over. It’s a little big for you, but you obviously know what you’re doing 

“Of course it is, what do you think?”

“Uh I think I want to be a passenger Princess one day that’s for damn sure” He gives your helmet a little tap with his knuckles 

“Hope you have two of those” 

You giggle and pick a couple pieces of fuzz from the inside of it and toss them aside 

“Actually my white one is coming in today! Maybe I can come pick you up from work sometime and we can mess around” 

“Really? That sounds so cool! He says, he’s forgotten a lot of his nerves now. Now you’re just a pretty girl on a pretty bike 

“Yeah here, gimme your phone!” 

He takes his phone from his pocket and you add your number, you hand it back and flip your hair over your shoulder 

“Here, take a contact photo of me while I look cool” 

He laughs and takes a few steps back while you put your helmet on and do a cute little pose, your head tilted with peace signs 

He snaps the photo and sets it, and then he secretly sets it as his wallpaper too. He gives you a thumbs up and you make a call me sign. He fumbles his phone for a second before calling you 

“You look so freaking cool” He says as soon as you answer, his cheeks flushing again.

“Why thank you”you giggle “Send me a picture of you later so I can have a contact photo for you!” 

“Oh yeah okay sure! Uh-yeah” 

“Can you do me one more favor?” 

“Anything” He says it way too fast 

“I forgot to get Eddie’s number, he invited me for drinks tonight but Uncle Bobby pulled me away too fast to get his number” you’re rolling your eyes at Bobby as Buck’s heart is shattering 

“Uh. Yeah. Yeah sure I can do that. I’ll send it now…I gotta go finish mopping, I’ll see you whenever I suppose. Uh- Bye”

He hangs up before you can say anything and he awkwardly waves bye before running back into the station. He can hear your bike start up, he doesn’t stop hiding behind the doors until he hears you leave. 

He’s not sending that number. 

Ever. 

Okay yes he is because he said he’d do anything but he’s gonna kill Eddie first so you two can’t go out. 

He mopes all the way upstairs, stomping his feet until he gets over to the comfy chairs and flops down in it. He sinks down far into the seat and crossing his arms over his chest. He’s not talking to Eddie for as long as he lives 

“Hey man you got a second” 

“No” 

He turns away and curls up his legs. He barely fits in the chair anymore and Eddie chuckles 

“You poutin’?” Eddie pokes at his thigh

“No” 

“Okay. Anyway have you seen Y/N I need to talk to her”

“No” 

Eddie raises an eyebrow, walking over to stand in front of Buck 

“Hey what’s goin on buddy?” His voice is softer this time, worried that something happened to him. 

“Nothing” 

Buck tries to curl up even tighter but this chair was not built for a man his size throwing a tantrum 

“Buck come on just tell me what’s going on, please?”

“Leave me alone, Judas” 

Eddie’s mouth pops open and he whacks his legs “What did I do?!” 

“I said I didn’t wanna talk about it!” He snaps and Eddie rolls his eyes, he pulls Bucks legs and they fall easily. Now he’s just weirdly slumped and still not moving 

“Buck. Just talk to me, you big fat baby” 

“Why? So you can call your girlfriend?!” He gives him double middle fingers 

“What girlfriend?!” Eddie asks, his eyes squinting 

“Y/N! She wanted me to send her your number!” 

“And have you?”

“No,, I hate you”

“Can you just do it?” 

“Can your mom just do it” 

“Okay you know what-“ Eddie attacks Buck, tickling his sides and Buck shrieks, falling off the chair and laughing as he and Eddie tumble to the floor, Eddie rips his phone from his pocket and opens it

“Oh my god does she know you made her your screensaver?”

He pins Buck and sends you his number, Buck fights his way from Eddie’s hold and punches him in the side, it’s not hard at all but knocks him off 

“How dare you tickle attack me Edmundo Diaz! I thought we were friends”

“You called me Judas!”

“Because you are!!” 

“No I'm not! Asshat! You didn’t even let me talk you just hated me!”

“Yeah because you asked my girl on a date!”

“She’s literally not your girl?? And also it’s not a date dumbass! I was going to ask you if you could come and if not reschedule with her! So you could have some time with her, and I could cover for you sounding like an idiot” 

Buck gasps and slaps his cheeks, his eyes huge 

“Eddieee” he whines and Eddie rolls his eyes, getting off the floor, Buck stands up with him and jumps on him, wrapping his arms and legs around him like a koala. He nearly knocks them over again

“You did that for meee?” 

“I will drop your ass over the railing” 

Buck isn’t sure what to wear so he brings a small mountain of clothes over to Eddie’s house in the form of a large suitcase. He heaves it onto Eddie’s bed and it pops open easily when he unzips it 

“Do you know what she’s wearing?” Buck asks as he watches Eddie go through the suitcase 

“No…” he mumbles distractedly as he sets aside a couple of shirts “But I can call her” 

“Does she know I’m coming?” He twiddles his thumbs nervously, chewing his bottom lip. Eddie flicks his cheek and he stops, frowning at him 

“Yeah she knows. But if you call her it’ll seem like you want to match”

“But if you call her it’ll seem like I asked you to ask for me” 

“Damn you’ve got a point” Eddie sighs, holding the edge of the suitcase 

“Is it just the three of us tonight?” 

“Yeah…but I’ve got an idea” Eddie grabs his phone and texts Hen. He and Buck spend a few minutes going through the suitcase and organizing it before she calls 

“Let me get this straight,” She says on speaker “You want me to pretend like I’m coming for drinks tonight, to find out what color Y/N is wearing so Buck can match her? And then I say oh Karen wanted to go on a date instead whoops can’t make it”

“Yes,” They say in unison 

“...I’ll call you back” 

Buck fist pumps and Eddie chuckles at him 

“You really wanna impress her huh?”

“You know she said I could ride on her motorcycle?” Buck falls back on the bed, holding a pillow tightly to his chest

“Oh god she was so sexy when she got on that bike Eddie, I swear to god I nearly creamed my pants”

“Ew” 

“She looked so, so badass. Which is crazy considering what she was wearing because at first I thought she looked like a doll you know-“

“Buck?” Eddie stares at his phone 

“-And she still looked like a doll even on the bike but she went from a super cute doll to a-

“Buck” he looks up at him, waving his phone in front of his face

“-Super sexy doll. You know what I mean? God, she’s so versatile”

His phone pings and he picks it up “I wonder what she’s gonna-” He stares at the picture Eddie just sent him. You’re standing in front of a mirror with your little peace sign. You’ve got a black mini skirt on with a high slit on the thigh, a black strappy tank top with a corset front and a set of black platform boots. There’s a leather jacket hanging over your arm and a black heart shaped purse. 

“Hen says she said she’s just gotta accessorize and then she’s done” Eddie’s voice is quiet, his jaw would still be on the floor if Buck’s wasn’t already. He starts going through the suitcase, trying to find something. Buck has good options. It’s just hard to be on your level. But they’re both gonna damn well try. 

“I- I think I-“ 

“Buck I swear to god if you creamed your pants I’m gonna throw up”

They show up “fashionably late” to the bar. But really it’s just because after Buck finally recovered he changed at least seven times before they finally decided on the right outfit. He’s wearing a tight fitting black button down with a few of the buttons undone, because Eddie says it showcases his muscles the best and because having the sleeves quartered drives the ladies crazy. He’s got dark black jeans on and his work shoes, which are shined to the gods because in his rush to grab clothes he did not grab shoes. 

They walk in together, with Eddie purposely wearing a little bit of a loser fitting and more relaxed kind of outfit, nice blue jeans, and a flannel. He wore his work shoes so it looks like they rushed but also didn’t rush. Effortlessly putting together a flawless outfit. 

Nailed it. 

“You think she’ll be mad we’re late” Buck’s voice cracks again and Eddie snorts 

“No, she seemed perfectly fine. She’s over there” He points to the booth where you’re sitting, sipping on a fruity-looking drink. 

He leads Buck over, they practiced this so Buck could sort of be revealed. It made sense when they did it at home 

“Hey Y/N! Sorry we’re late” Eddie slides in on the opposite side of the booth and takes off his coat, putting it next to him so Buck is forced to sit by you…oh yeah it’s all going to plan 

“Oh it’s okay! I was a little late myself so it all worked out!” You scoot over a little, patting the bench next to you. He doesn’t miss the way your eyes roll over his body, you bite your lip a little and look away, feeling your cheeks get hot 

“You guys picked a cool place” you clear your throat as Buck sits next to you, putting his arm on the back of the booth to get comfy. He smells good, like the ocean and summer and a little smokey and god does he look good too. 

“Actually it was Bucks's idea. You know what I’ll be right back, I’m just gonna order our drinks at the bar and bring them over” Eddie excuses himself, and the two of you are left alone. You turn your body to face Buck’s, and now it’s his turn for his eyes to roam over your body. You looked stunning in the picture but in person? That was a whole other ball game. 

“You uh- you look pretty Y/N. It’s a really different style from earlier” 

Your cheeks flush and you smile at him a bit shyly “Thanks, I like to wear a lot of different styles actually! It’s fun!” You scoot a little closer to him now, your knees touching 

“You look super good to you know, you um-you clean up pretty well” 

His heart is practically beating out of his chest as he watches you reach for your drink, taking a long slow sip. He notices your hands trembling and frowns 

“Hey, are you okay?” He takes your hands, holding them gently “You’re shaking”

“Uh- I’m, I’m good I’m- I’m so” you pull your hands away quickly and reach for your drink again, he pushes it away a little and hooks your chin with his finger, making you look up at him. He’s staring into your eyes, but he looks worried as his firefighter's brain turns on 

“Have you eaten anything? Your drink seems a little strong for an empty stomach, maybe I should go order you something”

You put your hands on his chest to make him sit back down “No! No that’s okay I’m fine! Uh- I’m- okay” you take a deep breath “Can I be honest with you?” 

“You can tell me anything Y/N. I’m here for you” he turns your palms and kisses them before holding them to his chest to warm them up. 

“Y-you’re making me nervous” you gulp and his eyes widen, his cheeks flush and he lets go of your hands 

“Oh” 

You cringe and he chuckles, scooting closer to you and putting his arm over your shoulders. His scent is intoxicating as it washes over you, the close proximity not helping the tiny buzz you’re getting. 

“So what you’re saying is…I have pretty teeth” 

You laugh loudly, your head falling back against his arm and you smack your hand over your mouth. He leans into your neck laughing with you and giving you a sweet kiss on your cheek 

“Maybe I’ll make you flustered now” He winks and you roll your eyes, the light blush on your cheeks giving you away. 

“You made me flustered when I met you this afternoon. You were just too in your head to notice. I could barely talk to you” 

“I wish you’d made me shy like you were. But instead, you just make me stupid” 

You giggle and lean into him “Sorry about that” 

“S’okay doll, we ended up here together anyway right?” 

Eddie comes back over with a tray, he’s got two drinks and a basket of cheese curds

“Hope you’re not lactose intolerant” he jokes and hands Buck his drink 

“No actually, couldn’t keep me away from cheese even if I was though. Especially fried cheese” 

Buck takes one from the basket and holds it up to your lips

“Let’s soak up some of that alcohol” he watches the way your lips part and your tongue comes out to accept the bite…he can just imagine it wrapped around something else other than a delicious cheese curd. He grunts and turns his head away when he feels Eddie kick him under the table for staring. He knows Eddie knows exactly what he was thinking 

The rest of the night carries on wonderfully, you get to know both men as they tell stories about each other, trying to one up the other and it’s funny as hell. You’re hanging off of Buck by the end of the night just trying to keep yourself from getting kicked from the bar for how loudly you’re laughing. Eddie is laid on the seat, snorting into his coat and Buck is holding onto you tightly as he makes no sounds, trying to start breathing again. 

Eventually you all catch your breath, and just lay there for a bit, still giggling. It’s amazing you’re the only one that’s slightly tipsy, the other two are just idiots and that makes you giggle more. Especially Eddie who was the designated driver. Buck gets up from the booth, helping you up. He catches you as you stumble into his chest, his cheeks burn red when you look up at him, a playful little look in your eyes. He can practically see the little devil horns on your head 

Actually. He can. 

“Have you been wearing these all night??” He pats the little headband and Eddie falls back in his seat laughing again. You crash into Bucks's chest, your face smooshed against the soft material of his shirt as you laugh

“Buck that’s the 6th time you’ve asked that. They came with her drink, the specialty of the month. Devil MAY care?? Remember the one the bartender came up with” 

Buck and Eddie drop you off at Athena’s house and Buck walks you up to the door with his arm around you. He takes the keys from your hand and unlocks it for you before dropping them back in your open palm. He takes a few steps back and puts his hands in his pockets, you turn to look up at him, your hands clasped behind your back 

“I had so much fun tonight. Maybe we can do something else this week? If you’re not busy”

“With just me?” He teases “I’ll see if Eddie is free! Maybe we can go bowling or something” 

“If he’s not that’s okay- I mean. I wouldn’t mind being alone with you,” 

Oh Eddie is definitely not coming. 

“Alright Doll, sounds fun to me. I’ll call you and we can plan something with or without him” he wiggles his eyebrows as you giggle, and the way you giggle makes him want to kiss you. But he knows for a fact Athena’s got cameras. 

“Well, I uh- I should go…Eddie is probably gettin' tired. You know him, big ole sleepy guy” 

You shake your head, smiling at him “Yeah okay… I’ll see you soon?” 

“Yup…soon” He walks backward carefully, watching you stand there “Go on, get inside cutie”

Hopefully, the cameras didn’t have sound. 

You blush and give him that little wave of yours before turning around and going in 

“Night Buck..”

“Night Doll” 

He’s about to turn around when the door opens and you come running back out again, you pull him down to your height and kiss him on the cheek. 

He was stunned, to say the least. He melts for you, his body going all jellied and limp. He hurries down the walkway as soon as you’re in the house safe and sound. He’s definitely got a skip in his step as he dances his way back to the car. 

The next morning he’s just as happy as he was when he went to bed, he’s humming as he pours everyone a cup of coffee. Setting them all out on the table with the breakfast Eddie is setting out too. He’s just putting the silverware down when Bobby comes up the stairs, narrowing his eyes at him. 

“Did you call my niece “cutie”

Okay, so the cameras did have sound. 

[whyse7vn]

SHIPPED -

[ot7 x reader]

TAEHYUNG -

tae: pop quiz should i kill myself?

y/n: please

tae: knew it

you fucking hate me and you ARE in love with that mingi guy

y/n: mingi

tae: it’s okay baby no need to apologise i know how crazy fans can get and i know you love me and me ONLY

not mingi

come here let’s cuddle (fuck)

y/n: k

tae: wait 😭😭😭

baby you forgot you apologise

y/n: for what

tae: mingi

they are shipping you with mingi

i can’t even say his name

y/n: you’ve said his name like four times already

tae: ok but i threw up every time

y/n: but you still said his name?

tae: what is your problem

y/n: i miss mingi i’m sorry

i get mad when i don’t see my man for a while

tae: aw babe 🥰

come over

y/n: did you even read what i said?

tae: i’m depressed

y/n: cool don’t care ur not mingi

tae: i could be

y/n: no you couldn’t

tae: ok but

y/n: but?

tae: nothing

y/n: that’s what i thought

loser

tae: don’t call me that

yk it gets me hot and bothered

y/n: are you horny or depressed

tae: don’t ask me stupid questions wtf

ofc i’m horny 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

do you want to fuck?

say yes

y/n: saying no

tae: ok wtf

you really are with mingi aren’t you

y/n: yeah

tae: babe

ur changing i can’t stand this my heart can’t take this damage and the way i feel can’t stand this mmmmm baby i don’t understand this

y/n: did you just sing xxxtentacion lyrics to me

tae: he gets me

y/n: ok

tae: you don’t get me

y/n: thank god

tae: ok now say omg tae ur the only one for me not that moji guy

y/n: moji?

tae: motor?

y/n: ?

tae: mistletoe????

y/n: what

tae: minion

y/n: mingi?

tae: mitochondria

y/n: mingi.

tae: microscope

y/n: it’s mingi

tae: no i think it’s misconstruction

y/n: what do you want from me rn

tae: tell miscarriage to fuck off

y/n: i literally met him once

tae: so???

he wants you

i know it

all the shippers know it

and all these STUPID edits know it

delete his number now

y/n: i don’t even have his number

tae: oh

ok then

y/n: yeah

tae: so like

y/n: don’t ask me anything stupid

tae: thoughts on iceland banning the colour green

y/n: you just made that up

why

ur so strange

tae: babe can i sing for you again

ik u love it when i sing

y/n: leave me alone tae

tae: do you let michael sing to you???

not jackson btw

cuz he’s like dead

y/n: would you like to join him

tae: mingloo or michael jackson???

pls be more specific babe

hey

where did you go

seen?????

ur leaving me on seen are you fr????

ok at least it’s not delivered

or a block like last time

ur real mean yk

at least i know my worlds are getting to you

now let me sing ok?

it might seem crazy what i am 'bout to say

sunshine she's here you can take a break

i'm a hot air balloon that could go to space

ok why did my messages go green

oh

i’m blocked

again

hahahahahaha

cheating fuck

FUCK YOU AND MINTY

SEOKJIN -

jin: the way i don’t even care

y/n: what

jin: i don’t care

y/n: idk this song i’m sorry

jin: i’m not singing

y/n: oh

jin: can he cook

y/n: who

jin: ur mc buddy

y/n: minghao?

jin: yeah

ur new boyfriend can he cook better than me?

no nvm

don’t tell me i don’t even care

not one bit not even two bits

y/n: okay?

jin: no it’s not ok

what about this is ok

OH WOW UR NEW BOYFRIEND IS 26 I DONT EVEN CARE

y/n: why are you shouting at me

jin: I DON’T CARE

LOOK AT ME DOES IT LOOK LIKE I EVEN CARE

y/n: lowkey

jin: he can’t cook

look at his fingers they look weak

a man with weak fingers can’t cook

y/n: ur so right

jin: yeah i know

so can he cook?

y/n: idk babe

jin: why don’t you know

y/n: because i don’t

jin: he’s your man says twitter

you should know these things

y/n: is this you jealous rn?

jin: i don’t even care what are you talking about

y/n: my fault i thought you cared for a second

jin: well i don’t

do you have his number

y/n: yeah

jin: don’t care

y/n: u sure?

jin: whatever man

he was weak fingers

he looks like he has a lisp does he have a lisp?

y/n: no??

jin: yes he does

stupid lispy bitch

y/n: SEOKJIN DONT BE MEAN

lisps are cute

jin: do you like his lisp?

bet you wanna kiss him every time he speaks

bet he’s all like “i theriously thlipping love thew” all in ur ear

and u blush so bad

y/n: LAMSOSOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

jin: i don’t care take ur 26 year old lisp bitch

y/n: all this because of a few stupid shippers?

jin: he looks at you a lot

and you look at him

A LOT

there are so many videos

you look at him like you wanna get him pregnant

y/n: what the fuck

jin: you should only look at me like that

y/n: i’m sorry????

jin: i don’t care for your sorry

or this situation

or that ur new man is 26

i don’t CARE

y/n: ok baby

jin: if i smoked i would light a cigarette rn

y/n: i believe you

jin: good

would be like a chain smoker rn

y/n: i believe you baby

jin: and i’m not talking about that little emo band thing or whatever

y/n: didn’t think you were

jin: me

cuz i’m i’m a chain smoker in spirit

y/n: !!!

jin: girlfriend

y/n: boyfriend

jin: ….

so like i’m gonna be honest

y/n: ok

jin: i do care

y/n: no way

jin: ik it’s hard to believe cuz i’m a good actor and all

y/n: naturally

jin: but wow why is he looking at you like he needs to be inside of you

y/n: ok ew?

jin: right i was thinking the same thing

y/n: why would you say that

jin: WHY WOULD HE LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAt?????????

y/n: let’s end this conversation

jin: let’s end his life

y/n: gn jin

jin: think about it

y/n: no

jin: when he looks at you do you feel uncomfortable

y/n: i’m uncomfortable rn

jin: OHMYGOD IS HE WITH YOU

IS HE LOOKING????

BABE TELL ME

y/n: no

jin: i’m literally a chain smoker

in spirit

cuz smoking ages you

look at jungkook 26 looking 206

y/n: goodnight jin

jin: so is ur new man with u or not??

y/n: no jin

goodnight

jin: good i didn’t even care anyways

YOONGI -

yoongi: fuck you

you know what you did

y/n: contrary to popular belief i am unfortunately not all knowing nor am i a mind reader

yoongi: kill yourself

y/n: full of love and joy today i see <3

yoongi: do you know

how may edits i’ve seen of that one clip of you and soobin

why is he smiling so hard at you???

tf is his issue

ur not fucking funny at all trust me i know

and you look really good

why are you looking good around other people???

and WHY did you touch him

and why the fuck did he blush so hard?

you need to kill yourself it’s the only option

y/n: strange way of telling me ur deeply in love with me but i’ll take it

yoongi: kill yourself

y/n: WAIT WDYM IM NOT FUNNY

yoongi: am i laughing rn?

y/n: okay that’s not how being funny works

it comes naturally

yoongi: naturally it doesn’t come to you and that’s fine

y/n: yes it does

soobin thinks i’m funny

and so does everyone else

yoongi: soobin doesn’t count cuz he’s a loser

he was also looking at ur tits the whole time i would be smiling if ur tits were in my face too

and everyone else? yeah shut up

ur not funny and that’s ok

y/n: HE WAS NOT

just ur a sick pervert doesn’t mean every man i come into contact is as well

soobin is a nice respectful young man

and are you trying to say my only personality trait is my tits????

that’s real fucked up actually!!!

yoongi: i mean it’s not ur humour thats for sure

y/n: and you think ur comedian of the year?

yoongi: i pull my weight

y/n: YOONGI

baby

babe

be fr

i’m the funny one in this relationship and that’s ok

your good at other things

yoongi: that’s crazy

we must be a really unfunny couple then yikes

y/n: what is ur beef?

yoongi: you and soobin

y/n: soobin is a baby to me

there is no me and soobin

yoongi: yeah ok

he’s 6 ft yk?

y/n: i know

stood next to him

yoongi: did you compare hand sizes

y/n: are you calling me a whore?

yoongi: is he funny?

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: is he funnier than me??

y/n: no yoongi

yoongi: wow that’s insane thought i wasn’t funny??????

soobin must have the personality of a fucking rock then

y/n: rolling my eyes real hard rn

yoongi: is he a good kisser?

y/n: ok now ur being ridiculous

yoongi: you touched his arm

y/n: he’s suit was fucked up

yoongi: have you imagined him in a wedding suit

y/n: what

yoongi: was his skin soft when you touched him

y/n: again he was wearing suit didn’t feel his skin at all

yoongi: bet you wanted to

y/n: ur impossible actually

incoming FaceTime call from yoongi :3

yoongi: answer me

y/n: are you going to apologise for telling me to kms

yoongi: no

want to see ur pretty face tho

answer pls

y/n: why would i answer after that

yoongi: pls

y/n: you want me so bad

yoongi: me or soobin?

y/n: …

yoongi: ok sorry

answer :3

JUNGKOOK -

jk: hey can wonbin do a kick flip?

y/n: idk probably

jk: wkjsjsjxjdjswiiwskdkekekdkwkke KSSKXKSKSKSKCKDMDKDJDJSKDKKKWOQWOSODKDKSKDKDJEKDKDKSKDDKDKDKKDKSKDKDKDKDKKCKMDKDCDKDKDKKDKDKFDKDKKDKDKDDKKDDKDKDKDKKDKDKDKDDJDKDKKDKDKDKDKSKDKDKDKDKDKKDKDKDDKKDDKDKDKFKDKDKDKAKS/@@:@;’ wmkdkdkdkdkd sskskdk kddkmdmdmdxm-@/29/929920//09/9/9:9

y/n: woah ok?

you don’t even skate why does this matter?

jk: exactly

y/n: i’m not following

jk: do you know his songs?

y/n: pulling back the sirennnnnnnnnnnn

jk:😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

y/n: ??

you literally asked me to? why are you crying

jk: do you have his number?

y/n: yeah

jk: /‘sjdjdjcjkdidfkckkdkfkdkdk&/&&/&/8/88/8/8/8/88/8818:’snn@2@:’dndn’dmn**$*****$\$$\$$€!!!!’annanjjjsnsnsndjxjxjjxjjxjzjj&/&:&:&/&7(7(7(7(&?&!@!@)&();6;6:5;7)&??,(:3-;:&)9!£0£@!&()::54:(,£,&?@£9£0&0£9£9£9)&(7;5:437)&££9&9)@(7(7(6(£?&!9&0@!’ b gxfxgxgstdgcnjhkbvkhnb hchdtsrdhchvkhopjpjojonobkvjbjvgihighij

y/n: jungkook…

jk: has he ever looked you in the eyes?

y/n: babe

jk: he has hasn’t he?

KILL ME NOWWWWWWWWEEWWWWWEJEJEJJEJEJWJWWWWENENEJEJEJNEJEJEENENNENNWJEJEJEJJEJWJEJEJEJEJEJEEJJWJWEJJEJWJWJWJWJEJEJEJENEJEJEJEJEJEJEJJEEJJEJEJJWJEJWJWJJWWJJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJJWJWNWNWNWNWWNWNWNWNWNWNWNENENNENENENENDNRNNRNDNNRNDNENENNENENENENENENENENNE

but can even sing?

y/n: yes kook

that is literally his job

jk: NOOSIEOSOSOOSOSOSOOOOO SNJSJSJDJDJSJSJDNMDNDMDNCMDMNDNDMDNDNDNDNDNDNNXJDJDN SNJSJSNDMDMDNDNDJDKXJDCJNXXNNCDNNXNXNX SJSJZKSJXNSJXJX JSJXMMXMX JXNXNDNNXNNDXNSNDN SJDJNDNXNXJXJX JSJXJXNXJCXJXJSISKS SJDJDJNDNDNDNDKNXXND NSJXJJDJXJDJD NJDJDJSJSJSJDJKDKDD DNDJKXKXKDXNXJX JSJDNDJDJSKISISOSKSKKS

there are so many tears in my eyes i can’t see

i cant think

i cant be

my left lung has given out and i’m losing hearing in both my ears

they are probably gonna have to amputate both my big toes and a couple fingers

it’s fading too black

baby

babe

pretty girl

can you hear me

do you care for me

did you ever care

did you even love me

y/n: jeon jungkook

jk: loml

y/n: get over it

jk: ok

y/n: ….

jk: i’m sorry

i love you

what even is a wonbin?

my biggest enemy in this life thats who

y/n: what happened to being sorry and over it?

jk: but babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

everyone is saying he’s like in love with you

and he can do a kick flip

what if you pick him

y/n: i said he could probably do a kick flip

not that he actually can

why does that even matter?

jk: cuz kick flips are cool

and bitch takeable

y/n: what

jk: he might pop a kick flip out of nowhere and steal you

i cant have that

y/n: learn how to kick flip then idk?

jk: BUT YOU TOOK MY SKATEBOARD AWAY

y/n: oh yeah i did

didnt you almost brake ur face?????

AND you kept riding it in the house

pretty reasonable of me

jk: so what ur saying that ur waiting for wonbin to kick flip in front of you

y/n: ?????????

no

jungkook i am not leaving u for wonbin

jk: you say that but when he drops the most sexiest panty dropping kick flip known to man right in front of you i’m gonna be left single and depressed

y/n: you are stressing me out

jk: can i have the skateboard back

y/n: no

jk: 😞

Y/n: i said no jungkook

jk: 😕

y/n: stop

jk: ☹️

y/n: fine whatever idk break all ur bones

jk: kick flip kook coming soon >.<

JIMIN -

jimin: pretend i’m wonho for a second ok?

y/n: wonho?

jimin: yeah wonho

y/n: boob

jimin: hey lol ur really pretty 😍 😋❤️‍🔥 you should totally ditch that ugly lame excuse of a boyfriend you have (jimin) 🤢🤮 and come be my girl 💯🤗🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️

y/n: boob 🤤

jimin: be mine

y/n: show me ur tits

jimin: u fucking cheating bitch

y/n: wonho don’t be mean 😢

jimin: i am no longer wonho

i am jimin

y/n: lame

turn back

we want wonho

we want wonho

jimin: who is we

y/n: me and the voices in my head idk

jimin: even the voices not even fucking with me anymore???

ohmygod

the wonho shippers were right

y/n: what the shippers saying

jimin: “y/n just looks so bored with jimin” “did you see her smile when wonho was mentioned”

y/n: WAITTTT THEY SPITTING 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥

jimin: do you know how insane that is

LIKE YOU LOOK BORED WITH ME

BABE LIKE THATS SO INSANE

y/n: ig u got to get ur funny up idk

jimin: do you understand how this is impacting my mental health

y/n: i like when their a bit insane dw 😍

jimin: i’m real fucking insane

i hear voices

constantly

they tell me to do things

i listen to jay park

you like that huh?

y/n: ok calm down i said a bit insane not jay park lover insane

wtf is wrong with you

jimin: are you bored

y/n: sorry what were you saying i almost felt asleep

jimin: i hope wonho treats you right

y/n: yk i’m tit level to wonho

isn’t that perfect

my face just all up in there

constantly

jimin: me and him are the same height?

y/n: ok but it’s more exciting with wonho

jimin: should i get a boob job???

y/n: please

jimin: WOW

the standards these days are insane

you were supposed to tell me my body is perfect the way it is

y/n: it is

jimin: wow ur so convincing!!!

y/n: i mean it fr fr babe love u body yk that

little tittes matter too

im for the cause!!!!!!!!!!

jimin: i came to you for love and reassurance

y/n: i think i provided

jimin: i’m gonna kill myself infront on wonho

so he’s traumatised

y/n: i did say i like them a bit insane

but whose to say he’ll go insane from watching YOU die????

jimin: excuse me?

y/n: i’m just saying

jimin: a lot of people would go insane from watching ME die

y/n: not wonho

jimin: you can never be too sure

y/n: no i’m sure

jimin: are you trying to find out rn???

y/n: do it

you won’t

jimin: do you love me be honest

y/n: the most

jimin: fucking simp lmao

NAMJOON -

y/n: HIIIIIII JOONIE 😝😍

namjoon: hi

y/n: ????????????????????????????????

?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

namjoon: ?

y/n: where is my “hi love”

where is the love

where is the life

not even a silly emoji???????????

who took my bitch

namjoon: death soon i hope

y/n: emo era joon omg?

namjoon: where are u rn?

y/n: some boba place with tae and kook

namjoon: oh

we’ve never gotten boba together

y/n: you don’t like boba joon??

namjoon: taste buds change??

y/n: we can go on a boba date tomorrow if you want?

namjoon: no

y/n: LAMOSOSK

ok babe

namjoon: yk people think ur fucking tae?

y/n: ew

namjoon: i’m not joking

like people think you’re cheating on me with tae

y/n: people always think i’m cheating

namjoon: yeah…

but like not with tae :/

and there isn’t always all these edits and stuff

people are even in our weverse talking about it

y/n: people are so silly

namjoon: yeah

…

why are you calling me?

y/n: why aren’t you answering?

namjoon: don’t want to interrupt ur date

y/n: my date???

namjoon: your date.

y/n: namjoon

namjoon: yeah

y/n: ur being silly

namjoon: in this clip ur looking at tae like he hung the all stars in the sky for you or something

y/n: get off twitter

namjoon: i’m gonna end my life

y/n: babe

namjoon: cheater 😔

y/n: jonnie r u jealous rn >.<

namjoon: i’m not jealous

y/n: what are you then?

namjoon: heartbroken?

sad

depressed

on the verge of suicide

y/n: tipsy?

namjoon: NO HAHA WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT??????

y/n: yeah thought so

this is a little out of character of you babe

kinda jungkook core idk

namjoon: did you just compare me to jungkook???????????????????????

do you want me to kill myself that bad

oh my god

are you fucking jungkook too??????

y/n: ?????

namjoon: is boba code for sex

y/n: no namjoon

namjoon: yeah ok

cheater 😞

after i learned what rizz was for you..

y/n: i’m am not fucking tae or jungkook my love

namjoon: was my rizz not good enough

y/n: are you listening to me joonie????

namjoon: it wasn’t was it

ofc it wasn’t

i’m sorry i wasn’t good enough

sorry i didn’t have enough rizz

i’m really sorry

y/n: namjoon

namjoon: no you know what

i really tried it wasn’t my fault

no one deserves to be cheated on like this

it’s all your fault

y/n: oh

namjoon: i’m guilt tripping you

y/n: what

namjoon: are you coming home now?

y/n: ???

namjoon: baby

y/n: you can’t tell someone ur guilt tripping them

that’s not how it works

namjoon: baby i’m not guilt tripping you

y/n: it’s too late now

i know what ur doing

namjoon: baby

y/n: wait…..

namjoon: waiting

y/n: no

ur not

namjoon: baby what’s wrong???

y/n: baby?

don’t tell me ur horny rn joon

namjoon: would that be so bad baby?

y/n: these mood swings??? insane actually

thought i was a cheater

now you wanna fuck???

namjoon: life is crazy

are you coming home???

or would you rather fuck taehyung instead

my fault

i’ll just go…

y/n: ur toxic

namjoon: ur a cheater

come home cheater

y/n: yeah yeah give me 20

HOSEOK -

hobi: hawk putuh

ik ur awake

and i know you see these rumours

y/n: did you just fucking spit on me??

hobi: yeah and what

will do it again

hawk putuh

told you

i don’t lie in these parts of town

don’t enjoy it too much

flipping freak

y/n: what rumours

hobi: don’t ignore my second spit wtf

y/n: shut up

hobi: u trying to get drunk and nasty rn? 😝

y/n: ?no

hobi: no u right we supposed to be arguing

y/n: i’m always right

and why are we supposed to be arguing?

hobi: umm that’s NOT true

and people are literally shipping you with mingyu rn…

y/n: how is that my fault

hobi: WRONG ANSWER

hawk putuh

y/n: stop spitting on me

hobi: you like it

y/n: no i don’t

hobi: wow you’ve changed

you used to like it

did mingyu change you???

where is the y/n i know and love

where is my y/n who likes spit

you should never let a man change you

be who you are

and what who you are is my spit loving girlfriend so act like it

y/n: i have never let you spit on me

like ever

hobi: why is that ur focus rn

you should be denying the fact that you’ve changed for mingyu

y/n: i haven’t changed for mingyu and i don’t like spit leave me alone

it’s 2 am hoseok

hobi: why are they shipping you with him what the hell pretty 😞

i’m in my feels rn

feeling aju not fucking nice rn

y/n: cheer up

hobi: no

y/n: ok fuck you then

hobi: i bet mingyu is giggling and blushing and at all of these stupid edits

UGH

by bts

i’m sick to my stomach

y/n: get better

hobi: word on the street is head makes the pain go away

y/n: on the street by jhope ft jcole

hobi: would you give head to mingyu be honest

y/n: you don’t want my honesty right now…

hobi: i do

y/n: let’s just say

hobi: NVM

nvm

let’s not say anything

how about we just hold hands at look each other deeply in the eyes

y/n: i’m cool with that

hobi: are you cool with mingyu

y/n: cool with you by newjeans

hobi: me?

little old me >.<

y/n: always you

hobi: lol stop loveboming me wtf

y/n: yeah kys

about to give mingyu the sloppiest top known to man

hobi: mingyu doesn’t even like girls like you

y/n: girls like me???

hobi: yeah

i don’t need to explain i think you get it

y/n: are you calling me ugly rn…

hobi: you said it not me

y/n: ok

hobi: ok

y/n: hawk putuh

hobi: you didn’t….

y/n: i did

hobi: what fuck

y/n: yeah and what

hobi: what if i said

y/n: no

hobi: yeah

i enjoyed it real bad

do it again

let me catch it this time

😋

y/n: fuck off fuck you leave me alone

hobi: mingyu would never treat you like i do

y/n: i’m sold

tell mingyu i’m on my way

hobi: …

—

tags: @piw6n @92jinnies @birdie-vhs @kooksmilitarywife @hob3loveofmylife @jujubiism @bloopkook @ratchetpizza1 @myntalks @arloo00 @watamotee33 @y2kcy3brz @taiwan0618 @freyadanvers @gguksbeloved @raetf @bbsantc @winuvs @medicinemybish @bxnnyhime @leleluvsbts @baetukki @zyaaaszn @thelilbutifulthings @jazminethecreator @k4ngelz @jmnscutie @sopebubbles-replies

lowkey hating joons and kooks but it’s okay better shit to come this just my warm up ong 🙏🏽💯🔥

[tsunami-of-tears]

Taboo

Rhys x Reader

Word Count: 1K

Warnings: 18+ only, smut, pwp - seriously this is pure filth, light spanking, magic blindfold, fingering, anal play (butt plugs + lube used ~ let's not question where they came from)

You’d never get bored of your mate. How could you? After all, he was the most handsome High Lord. 

But, after many years together, you wouldn’t shy away from the rare opportunity to try something new together.

A certain taboo desire had been plaguing your mind lately, it was relentlessly haunting your dreams at night. 

You finally got the courage to talk about that desire, that want, with your mate - Rhys. When you uttered the words, he responded with a positively feline grin, “Oh Y/N darling, I thought you’d never ask.”

And so, you were stripped bare, lying stomach-down on your bed with your legs spread wide apart.

Rhysand, always one for theatrics, had you blinded with the use of his powers - heightening all your other senses. You could hear every moment he made as he padded around the room. 

“Look at you.” Rhys drawls. You feel his warm hands caressing your ankle. “I truly am the luckiest male alive.” His hands slowly trace along the back of your calf, grazing up your thighs until they rest on the curve of your buttock. He rubs your skin softly, sending a wave of goosebumps up your spine. You shiver in anticipation. “You’re exquisite,” Rhys murmurs. 

The warmth of his gentle touch is removed.

Smack.

You feel the sting of his palm making impact. You gasp in surprise and slight pleasure as you feel your skin heating up, all the blood rushing to the surface. 

Rhys resumes his soothing strokes, easing the pain, before his palm finds its mark again on your other cheek. 

Smack.

You press your face into the mattress, muffling your yelp. 

“You’re so good for me,” Rhys says. You can’t help but moan as he once again caresses your skin tenderly. “Are you sure about this darling?” Rhys asks. 

You lift your head off the bed to speak, “Yes, I want this.” 

Rhys hums as his hands rove your backside. One hand lingers along your upper thigh while the other traces teasingly along your exposed slit. 

Rhys dips a finger inside, discovering your growing wetness. He chuckles darkly, “Oh you’re almost ready my dear, this won’t take much at all.”

He inserts two digits all the way inside you, pumping a few times before curling them downwards, hitting that sweet spot and making your toes curl. You sink your teeth into the bedding as his fingers continue to work that spot, wringing pleasure from you. You claw at the sheets as a string of moans escapes your lips.

Smack.

His other hand once again drives home into your flesh as he continues to fuck you with his fingers. You writhe underneath his touch - total putty in his palms as he delivers you both pleasure and pain. 

Rhys pounds relentlessly into your sweet spot. Very quickly, the darkness is replaced by stars as you find your release. Rhys growls as you ride out the waves of your high.

“Good girl,” he hums approvingly. “I think you're ready now.”

You feel his weight shifting behind you as you hear a bottle unscrewing and thick liquid being poured.

“Okay, I’ll start very slowly, let me know if it’s too much.” 

You feel something cool and firm pressing against your back entrance. You gasp as it pushes into you slowly, your hole stretching around it.

“Yes, you’re doing so good, just a little bit more.”

You moan as you feel the fullness settling, and the movement stops, leaving a delicious pressure in its place. 

“How’s that, darling?” Rhys asks you softly.

“It’s - really good,” you moan, losing yourself in the feeling.

Your stomach clenches as Rhys starts to move the plug at a steady pace, your hole stretching and relaxing. 

“You took that so well, shall we try something bigger?”

“Mmmmm, yes Rhys.” He carefully removes the plug and you feel at a loss without the fullness.

You hear more liquid pouring and once again feel that cool pressure, stretching you a little bit more than before. You moan again as the larger plug fits into place with little resistance.

“How does that one feel?” Rhys asks. 

“Ohhh gods, that's so good,” you gasp, struggling to speak. 

“It's about as wide as me darling, do you want to try that tonight?” 

“Yes Rhys, oh, please, I need more.”

“Okay, we’ll go slowly.” Rhys removes the second plug and your hole clenches around nothing. You hear more liquid pouring, this time followed by something warm pressing against your rear entrance.

“Relax darling, you’re doing so good.” Rhys pushes inside you and you feel yourself stretching around him. He lets out a low growl as he bottoms out. “Are you okay, dear? Can we keep going?” He asks gently.

“Please, fuck me, Rhys.” 

He obliges, thrusting in and out, slowly at first so you get used to the depth before he picks up the pace. 

Skin slaps as he slams into you. Rhys grunts softly with each thrust, you continue to moan into the mattress, loving the full feeling of his cock inside your ass. 

Panting, Rhys grips your hips, chasing his release. He hits that peak, moaning loudly as he comes undone inside you. His thrusting slows, he breathes unevenly as he comes down from his high. 

Rhys pulls out, and lies beside you, pulling you into his chest to spoon you. He removes his dark magic slowly, so as not to shock you. As your vision returns, you see his beautifully content face smiling as you.

“I thought that we’d have more resistance there,” He chuckles, pulling you tight against his chest and placing a tender kiss on the top of your head.

You hide your face against him, not sure how to feel about it being so - easy. 

“Don’t be embarrassed darling, I’m actually very impressed with you.” Rhys grabs your hand, pulling it to his lips and giving it a kiss. “You’re incredible, my love.”

You sigh as you settle into your mate, feeling at ease. 

[iwhyzumiihajimee]

• pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem.reader

content: hajime being a needy baby early morning

genre: imagine/drabble, athletic trainer au

warnings !! making out, french kissing, moaning, grinding, begging

word count: 1k

You face Hajime and play with his hair- "Feel better?"

"Mmm~ mmm~" Hajime hums in a low and soft voice, and his eyes half-lidded looking at you. He the slightly shifts his head and leans into your hand and fingers when you play with his hair. He smiles a little bit, as his breath is still deep, but is a lot more calmed down. "I feel a lot better now..."

You chuckle from his groggy voice, "Such a needy baby~ Are you sure you're older than me?"

Hajime tilts his head a little bit and you can see a bit of a blush on his face. "Mhhmm... I'm glad I can be needy with you... It's nice to be close like this..." His voice is softer, and even quieter. Hajime snuggles against your neck taking in your warmth. He presses his self a little bit closer to you and hugs you tighter.

"Alright my big baby~ what time is it? Isn't there practice?" You start to slightly shuffle in his arms to glance at the clock display, despite the sweet moment you’re both having this morning.

Hajime kisses your cheek gently with his flushed face and prompts himself up a little. "I think it's 7:24 right now... and I think we've got a practice session today... not 100% sure though..." He says blinking trying to adjust his blurred vision. He looks up at you and notice how cute it is that you're taking care of him. He makes eye contact with you and smiles more. His eyes are now fully opened and very close to you.

With one raised eyebrow- "Not sure? ehm Mr. Athletic trainer-san~ you do have practice~ come on let's get up, you need to get ready~

"Mmm~ Mmm~" He kisses your cheek again, pushes you deep into the bed and nuzzles his head against your neck. "Yeah, yeah... Your right~" His voice is breathless and arms cling onto you tightly. He smirks and kisses your neck, then hovers above, mouth is inches from your neck, but is not touching you. His tongue goes out and moves back in, making tiny little sounds as he starts to lick the soft spot on your neck, then switching to nibble your earlobe every now and then. His fingers are curled as he squeezes you tightly.

Savoring this moment you grab his chin and kiss him on the lips, "Mhmm~ Hajime's mouth opens up and his tongue quickly comes out and touches against yours. "Hmmm~" Hajime's arms are still wrapped around you and his breath hitches, excited to be spending time with you. Pulling you so much closer he presses his lips on yours once again, his tongue continuing to meet yours. "Mhm~" Hajime hums as his breaths become quicker and deeper. He moves his hands across your body and pulls you on top of him.

"Hajime~" You whined. "Come on, practice is 9:30 am. It's 7:40~"

"Mmm~ mmm~" Hajime continues to kiss you deeply and passionately, forgetting all about the time and practice. He rolls a little to one side so that he is on top of you properly. His hands move under your shirt and to your waist. "Hmm~ mmm~" Both your tongues touch together and pull you just a bit closer, as both your bodies move against each other.

"Hajime~ please~" You whine once again with half-lidded eyes not ignoring the good sensation.

He ignores you for a moment, kissing you deeply. Hajime slowly pulls away and his voice is heavy and breathy. "Hmmm~ mmmmm~ mmm~ His mouth is still open, looking into your eyes and his arms still hold you tightly. "I want to…~ mmmmmm~…~ hmmm~" It seems like he can’t get control of himself or his words. His voice is still breathy and my eyes are half-lidded.

"Want what?" You whispered in his ear.

Hajime still doesn't answer and his hands move down further to your hips and your body. He adjusts you on his lap, pulling you even more closer grinding against you, feeling any friction there is. His voice sounded like a growl- He bites his lips slightly and his body tenses up. Tongues meeting again and it's a little more aggressive. He moans softly, grabbing you tighter.

alarm ringing goes off

Your eyes shot up waking you back to reality as Hajime's tongue are still locked deeply with yours. He tries to get control of his words, but its not working very well. He moans softly again as he bites his bottom lip. He bites it a little harder this time and sounds like he is saying the word "need", over and over again.

"No... No..." You say as you hear your alarm ringing again. "It's getting late."

"Mmmm~ mmm~ mmmm~… Mm~ hmm~…" Hajime nods his head slowly, but his lips are still locked with yours as he pulls your lips back to his. He moves his body a bit more against you as his arms curl around you. His tongue moved slowly and you moaned softly. Hajime's hands grip your waist tighter and your arms hold onto him tightly. It sounds like he's breathing through his mouth, and his words are just noises. His eyes are half-lidded and the word “need,” almost seems forced now as he try to say it over and over. Hajime's voice is almost a whisper and it sounds almost like he's begging.

Being the bigger adult in this heated room, you slightly push him away and sigh. "Hajime... We're adults and have responsibilities. Promise we'll continue after, okay?" You softly spoke to him and gave him a quick reassuring kiss on the lips one last time.

As you did this Hajime let out a soft moan as you pulled him back to reality. His face is flushed and nods a little, although it's still hard for him to regain his composure. He still looked down to the side as you kissed him. He smiles and responds with an 'okay~' He takes a breath and closes his eyes, trying to gather himself and slowly gets off you.

[starlightsuffered]

Jaw

Info - best friends to lovers, Timmy chewing gum (you know the video), Coachella, shy reader, kinda dom Timmy, reader not being shaved, plus sized reader, oral (Fem receiving), pillow humping, outdoor sex in a tent, spitting on pussy, vocal reader, overstimulation, crying from oral, needy Timothée, massaging pussy, fingering, cocky Timmy



I couldn't stop staring at Timothée. Yes, I was at Coachella, but he was so much more interesting. His sun kissed skin, brush of stubble, baseball hat and sunglasses. Then there was his JAW. It was working hard chewing gum.

My core had long gone molten, but he was my best friend, I shouldn't be feeling this way.

"You keep staring," he said leaning forward and whispering in my ear. I stiffened. I was just Timothée's curvy best friend, not even famous, I lived in fear of him finding out I was in love with him.

"Sorry," I said.

"You stare particularly at my jaw," he smirked.

"I-I don't know what to say," I said awkwardly.

"Just say what you know we both want," he purred. I was hot all over, was he teasing me? I covered my face with my hands.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" I asked.

"You want me to be working my jaw in your cunt not on gum," he cooed.

"Timothée Hal Chalamet!"

"Am I wrong?"

"Are you teasing me? Just because I'm plus sized and not famous doesn't mean you can-" he cut me off with a kiss. It was as hot and fizzy as every good memory l'd ever made and as every bad substance l'd ever taken.

"Can you stop thinking l'd ever prank you by saying I have feelings for you?" He asked me, holding my hips as if he were drowning and I was a life raft.

"I feel dizzy," | gulped.

"You'll feel dizzier after time number three," he said deviously.

"Three of what?" I asked confusedly. He smirked and pulled me hurriedly to his tent. He was kissing me heatedly, feeling up my breasts. Then to my surprise he pushed me back harshly. Fear roiled in my gut for a moment until I landed on soft downy pillows. He fell to his knees and was about to yank down my pants.

"Wait, wait, I'm not um, I'm not bald," I said shyly.

"You think I care?" He growled.

"But Timmy, I'm really loud when someone-"

"All my mind is screaming 'y/n's pussy' and how long l've waited for this moment. I don't care if you're on your fucking period," he whispered, his face moving closer to mine until I could smell the mint gum on his breath.

"Oh, Timothée," I gasped. He made quick work of my pants and thong. He sucked in a breath at the sight of my glistening heat.

"Fucking stunning," he huffed. He turned his head and spat his gum into the grass outside the tent.

He lowered his head, keeping eye contact. His tongue waggled in my pussy. I was already panting. His jaw clenched and unclenched as he worked on me. He moaned and hiked my legs over his shoulder as he lapped at me.

"You taste like a dream," he said as the bass bounced in my soul. He now buried his face in my cunt. He sucked desperately.

"Hhhhhaaaa, mmmmm, aaaaaafffffuuck," I whimpered. He wagged his head back and forth licking every inch of me. His tongue stroked and stroked.

"T-Timmy, I th-thought you were only attracted to skinny models," | whimpered, arching into his mouth.

"You've awakened something inside me," he gritted out. His fingers dug into my hips. "Your thighs are everything. I wanna be suffocated by your pussy, thighs, and fucking tits!" He was nearly screaming near the end to bear the music. He lowered himself down again. He was lapping so fast it was unbelievable.

"Timothée, Timothée, m'gonna come," I said, crossing my ankles to keep him where he was. He went from lapping to sucking hard.

"FUCK ME!" | screamed as I came undone. I was humping my pussy against his face.

"Mmmmmm," he groaned into me. He lifted my ass up so he could be as close as possible. A wet sound smacked through the air as he came up.

"Number one," he panted and I realized what three had meant.

"Gonna lay down for this one though, I need to hump the pillows," he groaned and a thrill went through me. He laid down and I heard a pathetic noise come from his mouth as he rutted into a pillow and looked at my wet cunt in front of him.

He let a line of drool fall into my pussy while making eye contact with me. I couldn't help the way my hips jutted upwards for him. His fingers would surely leave marks in my thighs as he motorboated my pussy lips.

"Oh, oh, oh, fuck, oh fuck me, oh Timmy. I can barely take it!"

"Mmmmm," he moaned into my heat, and I watch as his ass moved up and down, fucking the pillows beneath him as he suckled my clit. He thrust two long fingers inside me.

"HOLY SHIT AHHHH!" I screamed out into the Coachella air.

"You taste better than anything, you don't know how hard you make me," he told me, his face covered in my essence.

"You're so slick," he chuckled. He buried his face back inside me, his fingers curling.

"FUCK FUCK AHHHH!" | squealed. He licked all over my slickness.

"Gonna come again!" I screamed. He moaned into me. My pussy spasmed wildly. I could hardly hear over the the wild beating of my heart.

"Oh, fuck, that was amazing, but I feel like another one would be too much," I said, noting that there were tears of pleasure in my eyes.

"Please Mon amour," he pouted.

"You taste so good, and I've never had you before, can't I make our first time mind blowing?" He asked, caressing my thighs.

"Okay, I suppose if you want it that bad but l'm a bit overstimulated."

"Yeah?" He asked with a smirk.

He lowered his head and gave a kitten lick to my clit, and watched me like a cat as I let out a wail. With each tiny pet of his tongue I was arching and whining.

"Oh, oh my fuck," I shuddered and gasped. I was trembling.

"You're crying!" Timothée said and he sounded insanely thrilled.

"Feels s'good. Y'so good," | couldn't speak straight I felt like I was in another dimension, one where all that existed was sensitivity. Even the air on my pussy was making me clench.

"You look so pretty with your makeup smeared and your lips all puffy from biting, "he sighed.

"I wan get there f'you," I whined and squirmed.

"You're heavenly," he sighed. He wrapped his tongue around my clit and I screamed. I was breathing so hard and I felt like I was on fire.

"T!" I couldn't even manage his whole name. He spread my cunt and blew breath on me. My hips jutted upwards. He stuck his tongue as far into my entrance as he could, and curled it.

"FUCK!" I shrieked and my body shook at the orgasm shattered me. I was whining and blacking out and seeing stars.

"You okay?" Timothée asked, laying beside me. He massaged the hood of my vagina gently.

"Oh keep doing that, it's soothing," I said, curling into him. "Take care of me."

"Always," he promised and laid a kiss on my head.

[mustainegf]

I NEED more Kirk smut on this app lol. Can you do a fic with 88 Kirk where he’s trying to talk to you and James about this new horror movie that came out but you’re distracted because he’s not wearing a shirt or something? Idk this might be so stupid lol

Mmmmm Kirk mmmmm

The guys had just wrapped up another successful show, and we were all relaxing At james’ Place.

Kirk was animatedly talking to James about this new horror movie that had just come out. Something called Child’s Play.

He had been dying to see it, and now that he had, he couldn’t stop raving about it. He was such a dork, but he was my cute dork.

His dark, curly hair was wild and untamed, falling into his eyes as he gestured passionately. But it wasn’t his hair that had my attention.

Kirk had stripped off his tank when we walked into the house, complaining about how hot it was. Now, he sat on the edge of the couch, his lean torso glistened slightly with a thin sheen of sweat. His light muscles flexed with every movement, and I found myself unable to look away.

I tried to focus on the conversation, but my eyes kept drifting back to Kirk. Every now and then, he would run a hand through his hair, the muscles in his arm tending. He was mesmerizing.

“Hey, you okay?” James’s voice broke through my haze, and I realized he was looking at me with a knowing smirk.

“Uh, yeah, I’m fine,” I stammered, feeling my cheeks flush. I glanced at Kirk, and to my embarrassment, he had noticed too. He was grinning, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Seems like someone’s a little distracted,” he teased, his voice soft and affectionate.

I bit my lip, unable to deny it. “Maybe a little.”

Kirk chuckled, his laughter sending a buzz down my back.

He turned back to James, finishing his story about the movie, but I could see the way his eyes flickered back to me, his grin never fading.

When the conversation finally wrapped up, Kirk stood and stretched. “I think I’m gonna grab a drink,” he said casually. “Want to join me?”

I nodded, trying to keep my cool as I followed him. As soon as we were out of sight, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a small, dimly lit room.

Before I could say anything, his lips were on mine, hot and urgent.

“You’ve been driving me crazy,” he murmured against my lips, his hands sliding down to grip my hips. “Do you have any idea how hard it was to finish that conversation?”

I giggled, threading my fingers through his hair. “You weren’t exactly making it easy for me either.”

He smiled, his eyes darkening with desire. “Good.”

His hands were everywhere, tugging at my clothes, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

He pushed me against the wall, his body pressing into mine, and I gasped at the contact.

“Kirk,” I breathed, my voice barely a whisper.

He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes filled with passion. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice husky. “I can’t get enough of you.”

I smiled, my hands sliding down to undo his jeans. “I want you,” I whispered. “Now.”

He groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he helped me out of my clothes. Within moments, we were both naked, the heat between us almost unbearable.

His hands roamed my body, caressing and exploring, and I whimpered at his touch.

He kissed me again, his lips soft and demanding, and I could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against my thigh.

I reached down, wrapping my hand around him, and he moaned into my mouth.

“You’re so perfect,” he whispered, his voice strained. “James is gonna kill me.” He giggled.

I nodded, unable to speak as he lifted one of my legs, positioning himself at my entrance.

His cock stood in attention, already begging for me.

He was gentle, his eyes never leaving mine as he slowly pushed inside me.

I gasped, my head falling back against the wall as he filled me, stretching me in ways that were both painful and delicious.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

I nodded, my hands gripping his shoulders. “Yes,” I whispered. “Just… don’t stop.”

He smiled, his hands tightening on my hips as he began to move.

“You feel so good,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. “So tight… so perfect.”

I moaned, my fingers digging into his skin. “Kirk… please…”

He understood, his pace quickening as he drove me closer to the edge.

His hands were everywhere, touching, teasing, whatever he could reach.

Kirk quickened his hips, breathing heavy as he smiled at me in the darkness. God he was too cute.

“Ahh, Kirk!” I yelped, a little louder than I should’ve. My whine earned a quick and gentle hand on my mouth, covering my noises.

The room began to fill with obscene wet sounds, and the raw smell of sex. I simply couldn’t get enough. How did I end up so lucky with him?

Kirk pulled his hand away from my lips, hushing me again as he kissed me. I buried my hands in his mess hair, pulling him to kiss me harder.

“Cum for me,” he whispered against my lips, his voice rough. “Baby, please.. Baby it’s so good...” he whined.

His words were all I needed to cum, and I cried out, my body trembling as the orgasm washed through me.

Kirk followed only moments later, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he buried himself deep inside me, his cum hot and sticky as he covered my insides.

We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies entwined, both of us breathless and shaking. He kissed me softly, his hands gentle as he caressed my skin.

“I love you, baby,” he whispered, his forehead resting against mine.

“I love you too, Kirk,” I replied, both of us giggling as we fell from our climaxes.

We cleaned up quickly, knowing we couldn’t stay hidden for too long. We dashed to dress ourselves and clean up the mess.

As we made our way back to the others, we couldn’t stop smiling, our secret making the night even more fun.

When we returned to the living room, James raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “Everything okay?”

Kirk and I shared a look, both of us grinning. “Yeah,” Kirk said, his arm wrapping around my waist. “Everything’s perfect.”

[oliversrarebooks]

I've been thinking all day about Lex accidentally putting Fitz to sleep with his humming. Sleepy Fitz, calming the energetic puppy.... He's so cute when he's sleepy

I want you to know that I very much love this prompt. Sleepy Fitz!

Masterlist

TW: hypnosis (but consensual and very gentle)

"Hey. I need you for a minute."

Lex frowned, trying to finish the paragraph he was reading despite Fitz's sudden demand for attention. Normally, he was happy to indulge his partner's whims, but this particular book was incredibly engrossing and he was almost at the end of it.

"I've got this great idea for a new magic trick. I doubt anyone on the whole East Coast has done it before," Fitz chattered, either oblivious to or ignoring the fact that Lex was still trying to concentrate on the book. "It's perfect. It's new, it's fresh, it's got volunteer participation, it uses a flashy, eye-catching prop, and it's great for suspense. Audiences are going to go nuts for it, I can already tell."

"Mmm," said Lex, doing his best to keep his focus on his book.

"So I altered the magic cabinet -- you know the one, the one I used for the knife throw trick. I think it'll work, but I need a tester." He flopped down onto the sofa next to Lex, shamelessly occupying every inch that Lex wasn't. "That's where I was hoping you could come in. All you'd really need to do is stand in the cabinet and look like your handsome self while I do the hard work performing all the dramatic flourishes."

"I can help you once I finish this book."

"There's no possible way that book is more interesting than my magic." Fitz had the audacity to worm his way onto Lex's lap, disrupting the book, as though he were a house cat. "Besides, you've read one book, you've read them all, I'm sure."

"Mmmhmm." Lex knew very well that Fitz was just trying to get a rise out of him to get some attention. And it wasn't as if he didn't want to provide, just --

Fitz had stopped talking, actually. And he was looking up at Lex with a dazed expression.

"Hmmmmm?" He drew the word out purposefully into a hum to confirm his suspicions, and was rewarded with a sleepy, slow blink. That's when he noticed the dark circles under Fitz's eyes. He'd been having nightmares again, a fact that was obvious to Lex but which Fitz still relentlessly denied. Once more, he was trying to cover his stress and exhaustion with excitement and demands for attention. 

"Mmmmm." Lex drew out the word into a hum, petting Fitz's hair a bit. His eyelids fluttered, looking so sleepy that it seemed like he might doze off right then and there. How had Lex not noticed? Lex hadn't even put any real hypnotic power into his words -- just the trace amounts that always tagged along on his voice -- and Fitz already seemed ready to hand over the keys to his mind.

It was awfully endearing to watch the chatter and bluster devolve into calm, sleepy submission.

Still, Fitz hadn't been a thrall for a long time, now, and Lex knew better than to invade his mind without permission, no matter how much his subconscious clearly seemed to want it. He snapped near Fitz's ear. "Wake up, love."

Fitz nearly toppled off the couch as he startled awake. "Hey! Were you trying to hypnotize me?"

"I certainly was not," said Lex. "I wasn't doing anything with my voice. I honestly think you're just so tired that you can't listen to me without starting to drift away."

"I'm not that tired," said Fitz, the barely concealed yawn betraying him. It was clear that discussing the subject, or perhaps even just listening to Alexander's speaking voice, was slowly but surely putting him to sleep.

"You don't have to be 'that tired,'" said Lex. "If you're tired, then I can help you sleep."

Fitz glanced away, and Lex could see the temptation in his eyes. "I'm not a thrall or a child. I don't need a lullaby to sing me to sleep. I'll be fine. I'll keep myself busy working on the magic  trick."

"As I said, I can help you once I finish the book. And until then, why not have a bit of a nap? I don't mind singing to you. In fact, it would be my pleasure."

The struggle behind Fitz's eyes was short-lived. He really must be tired to consider this so readily. 

"I'll ensure you don't have any nightmares."

A second yawn escaped Fitz as he conceded this. "All right, you win," he said. "Just this once, I'll let you pied piper me into a restful sleep."

That was all Lex wanted to hear. He cupped Fitz's cheek and sounded a low note, one filled with the command to relax, and drank it all in as the anxious energy in Fitz's eyes began to fade, his shoulders slumping, his jaw going slack. Relax, relax, relax.

Lex's singing was far more powerful than simple verbal commands, nearly irresistible to ordinary humans. The primary downside was that he couldn't give complex instructions that way -- his song was limited to very simple ideas and strong feelings. That was ideal for putting someone to sleep, though.

Relax. Calm. Peace. Setting aside his book for the moment, Lex continued to stroke Fitz's face and guide him down so that his head was resting in Lex's lap, golden ponytail spilling over his thighs. Relax, relax.

Fitz's gaze was both focused on him and so far away. Lex was making absolutely certain he had drained all of the unpleasant thoughts that were keeping him from true rest before he went to sleep. He kept his voice as soothing and quiet as possible as he washed Fitz's mind with the command to relax, rest, let go.

"How are you feeling, love?"

Fitz looked up at Lex with sheer adoration, and Lex hoped it wasn't all due to the song's influence. "That does feel real fucking nice," he said. "Gotta be careful, I'll want you to do this all the time."

Lex understood the temptation so very well, knew how uncharacteristically trusting Fitz was being to simply allow Lex to do this. And if he were simply some human thrall, Lex probably would keep him in a half-entranced state for perpetuity. But Fitz had always been, and always would be, an exception. 

"I don't mind," said Lex, burying his hand in Fitz's hair and rubbing at his scalp. This time, he laced into his song feelings of safe and comforted along with commands to relax, enjoying the effect as Fitz simply melted in his lap. A soft groan escaped Fitz's lips, and Lex couldn't resist adding in the urge to drop your defenses, let go, surrender.

Watching Fitz succumb to the siren song was always so beautiful, whenever Lex had the opportunity to do it. 

"Relaxed?" Lex questioned.

"Huh?" Fitz looked up at Lex as though even processing a simple question was a herculean effort. "Mmm, yeah. You're doing a number on me."

"Want to sleep?"

"Yeah, that'd be good," came his easy answer. No denying his tiredness, no trying to escape his nightmares by keeping himself up far too long. 

Lex hummed a soothing tune, this time filling it with the desire to go to sleep. Go to sleep, go to sleep, he commanded. So sleepy, so drowsy, shut your eyes down...

The effect on Fitz was immediate, his eyelids blinking slowly as the need to go to sleep took hold. Lex's sleep song was impossible to deny, he knew. He could easily stop a hostile human in their tracks just by casting his spell on them. Lex wondered what it felt like. He wasn't sure he could bear being that vulnerable around anyone.

All the more reason to protect Fitz.

Lex sang to sleep, go to sleep, as Fitz's eyes fluttered close and his face went slack. He brushed the heavy bags under Fitz's eyes. This would be good for him. He needed this sleep so badly.

Fitz curled up in Lex's lap, utterly unguarded and peaceful, as Lex stroked his hair and sang. He was like an energetic puppy whose motor had run low. Lex felt comforted himself, knowing that Fitz was content and safe. He picked up his book and resumed reading, this time petting Fitz's hair as he read the final chapters.

Masterlist

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[raccoonfallsharder]

I just found out Rockets VA can sing (really good actually) do you have any headcanons based on that?

mmmmm. sorry for the delay, i got distracted by rocket prompt week and also by thinking about rocket crooning in your ear.

he’s always humming, you know? (this is not a headcanon — it’s in the movies.) he’s often humming while he works. and that scene on berhert? where he’s sort of purring along with the music while plotting severe injury to the incoming ravagers? i…

sorry. focusing.

im sure the first few times you hear him mumbling lyrics under his breath, you damn near need to excuse yourself. you know you can’t call attention to it — in a best-case scenario, he'll stop singing entirely. you say nothing, and your silence is rewarded: rocket's mumbling a tune — so low your toes curl in your boots — almost whenever the two of you are working quietly on some project or another. most of the time, he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. the rest of the time, he thinks you can’t hear him.

once, while the entire crew was dicking around in the common room and rocket started humming under his breath, pete had commented on it. you'd shot him a murderous look but it had been too late: rocket’s ears had gone flat and his tail had tucked between his ankles and his eyes had swiveled around the room. he'd been shifting and snapping out harsh words so frantically that you were sure he was scarlet under his fur. you’d had to go a miserable dozen cycles before you’d stumbled across him lilting low to himself again in the engine room one night.

fuckin pete. you still haven’t forgiven that guy.

but things get easier — at least between you and rocket — after that. there's a day when rocket looks up and realizes that you can hear him — maybe you're swaying slightly to the sound of his voice, or lightly tapping the soft pads of your fingertips like raindrops on your knee. he stumbles to a fumbling halt. you don’t say anything, though: you just pass him an encouraging half-smile before returning to whatever you were doing. you’ll hang out with him regardless of whether you get to lull yourself to the sound of his deep, pretty voice or not, you figure.

it happens again — and then again. and eventually, rocket stops stopping. he sees you walk into the otherwise-empty common area while he’s clanging away on some new cannon, or you slide into the seat next to him while he’s piloting the bowie alone — and he tosses you a little smirk and keeps going, keeps humming those bars or rumbling those words up over his ribs and out the corners of his mouth.

you’re not the first person he’s sung to, of course.

there’s a reason groot loves music. when he was just a sprout, rocket would carefully place groot's small pot right next to where he lay his own head, and he’d croon a lullaby from star-lord’s library of songs. this was how the little flora colossus first learned to fall asleep — and how he woke up — every rotation for the first dozen cycles of his life. even when groot got a little bigger and could leave his pot and run around chasing orloni, he’d still drift off sprawled on rocket’s shoulder or across the top of his head: dozing to the sound of his father clinking away on aero-rigs while humming some melody or another.

even before that — i think rocket probably sung to groot the elder, too, at least once or twice. maybe the first time rocket had seen the big guy lose his limbs, before he'd learned that they would grow back. rocket had promised tibius lark that he’d look out for the flora colossus, and now here's groot — mutilated and in pain. rocket had tried to soothe the groaning, moaning groot to sleep, wracked by guilt before eventually realizing the big idiot was just a giant frickin’ crybaby with limbs that would essentially regenerate.

still, rocket hadn’t minded singing to his friend too much after that.

maybe even earlier, too. maybe there had been a time, after explaining music to his cagemates but before telling them about flying machines. maybe he’d hummed for batch 89 too.

they would’ve thought his childish voice was the most comforting, lovely thing they’d ever heard, i think. sometimes, as you might guess, the members of batch 89 would have nightmares or be in too much pain to close their eyes and rest, and when those nights happened, rocket would have hummed them back to sleep, all low and slow and sweet.

floor would have begged for songs every chance she got. teefs would have marveled at how beautiful rocket had sounded, and lylla — lylla would have told him, very solemnly, that he had a gift.

rocket doesn't think about that very often — tries not to think about those days at all, if he's being honest — but eventually, as you know, his past comes out. it's long after he’s gotten comfortable with you, of course — and raised his son, and saved half the universe, and purchased the skull of a god, and freed himself from the high evolutionary for the last time, and become a captain, but now—

now, he remembers lylla's words.

the star children descend from the arête and different households try to take them in, but it only takes one or two failed sleep-shifts across all of knowhere before it becomes apparent that none of the kids can rest. the children have nightmares — of course they do — and they’re used to sleeping shoulder-to-shoulder with each other in cages, on hard floors. they're used to whispering stories and comforts to each other, listening gratefully to the quiet words of their siblings, small hands gripping small hands in the darkness.

it takes a while to figure out, but eventually arrangements are made — at least until the kids can adjust. spaces are shifted so the children can nest together, and it helps — mostly. drax tries telling stories. cosmo recommends warm milk. howard suggests a quarter-shot of ginsky for each kid (you promptly put the kibosh on that one). nebula comes one night to tell the kids in great detail how she’ll destroy anyone who dares to harm them. you’re so happy mantis went on her journey to find herself but sometimes, when you see how exhausted and hollow-eyed the kids are in the morning, you just wish she were back so she could help them sleep.

and then suddenly it's a few cycles later, and you realize you haven’t heard any more concerns about the kids’ night terrors. you look around and realize they’re bright-eyed again, cheeks glowing, chattering at breakfast. curious as to what ended up working — if it was the indigarran lavender satchets sent by one of kraglin’s ex-wives or it it was the broker boring them with the droning details of the histories of various artifacts he’d once had in his shop on Xandar — you come visiting one night on tip-toe, just to check in.

rocket’s there — curled up on an old armchair someone had brought in for the neverending parade of storytellers and caregivers. his voice rolls over the sleepy children, and their eyelashes droop while he lingers on some notes and skips up and down others. the sound of it curls around them — and you. his voice nestles into the shadows, practically plucking up the edges of the blankets and tucking the kids in all on its own.

you watch as, handful after handful, they drift: eased deeply into dreaming by the power and protection of the captain’s voice, all on its own.

[ohbo-ohno]

Kinktober Day 13 - Size Difference

Ghost x Soap - 1.5k (on ao3)

summary: Simon and Johnny's first time together. (Johnny POV)

cw: very very light degradation (and it's affectionate)

note: i made ghost bigger than he is in game just to have a bit more fun with the prompt hehe <3

Johnny’s never been with someone bigger than him. 

He’s topped before, bottomed before, been a third for a curious couple, but the one constant is that he’s always the largest man in the room. At six feet tall and with a body (and posture) built from a decade of military experience, it’s unsurprising. Even if there's a man in the room taller than him, Johnny's confidence and poise gives him a bigger presence. Outside of work, he's used to commanding attention when he steps into a room - a sometimes annoying trait that unfortunately extends to the bedroom.

He'd like to be thrown around sometimes, so what? Maybe even manhandled a bit, have someone use him like a doll. With his form and attitude he's always expected to be the one doing the manhandling, though, and more often than not the quickest way to get himself off is to just use his partner's body how he'd like.

He isn't bigger than everyone around him. In fact, he's the shortest member of the 141. Most notably, he isn’t bigger than Ghost.

No, Johnny’s Lieutenant is a mountain of a man - 6’6 if not larger, built like a brick house with a layer of fat over his muscles making every article of clothing he wears obscenely tight.

Ghost is a big man, the biggest on base. He makes Johnny feel small in a way he's never felt before, even next to men like Price. Johnny stands next to Ghost and doesn't even come up to the man's chin, it's absurd.

Sometimes, when he's gone a little too long without heading off base to pick someone up, Johnny looks at Ghost and thinks about what it would feel like to be pinned beneath all that bulk. He can tell Ghost is the type of man who would take control in bed, and the desire to just throw himself at Simon's mercy and shout do whatever you want to me! feels like it consumes all of his thoughts sometimes.

Now, held down beneath Ghost in his bed, Johnny’s sure he’s never felt quite so dwarfed in his life. Their height difference feels multiplied like this, with Johnny existing purely in Ghost's shadow and pinned down like a bug.

There isn’t an inch of him not covered by Simon. Were he on his back, Ghost’s head would block out the light entirely. As it is he can feel every point where their bodies meet - which is every point across the back of Johnny’s body, even the bottom of his feet where they push against Simon's. 

He groans aloud when Ghost wraps a hand around his waist. His fingers nearly touch his fucking belly button. 

God, he’s going to fuck Johnny so good. Judging by the bulge at his back, he'll be lucky if he can walk straight tomorrow morning.

Johnny grinds himself back on Ghost’s cock, moans at the sensation of naked skin rubbing on naked skin, the hard heat of man against him.

He’ll never be able to fuck someone smaller than this again, he already knows. He'll either have to beg Ghost to fuck him again (beg him again) or spend hours looking for hyperspecific body types on dating apps.

He's mourning his future sexual prospects when Ghost uses the hand on his hip to grind him back again, pushing forward and letting Johnny's cock rub against soft sheets. He moans at the sensation, leaning his head back to rest on his Lieutenant's shoulder.

“Needy, Johnny?” Ghost asks, lips hovering beside Johnny’s right ear.

“Always, sir,” he breathes back, arching his neck and whimpering when Ghost takes his invitation to suck a hickey. “Been wantin’- fuck, been wantin’ this since the day I met you, L.t.”

“That so?” A lick, a kiss, a hard bite, another kiss. He can't wait to study the bruises in the mirror tomorrow morning.

“Mmmmm,” Johnny moans, letting himself go loose and resting his cheek back on the pillow to glance over his shoulder at Simon. “Knew you’d have a fuckin’ perfect cock.”

That gets a bark of laughter from Ghost, another bite along Johnny’s shoulder. He smiles a little dopily at the playful response, continues rolling his hips slowly so there's no lull in stimulation for either of them.

“Been this horny that long?”

“Yeah,” Johnny breathes. “Can’t hardly think around you these days, can’t do much but picture your goddamn horse cock.”

“Horse cock, huh? You think you can take it all?”

Johnny scoffs a little in offense. “‘Kinda question is that? ‘Course I can take it. I’m not a fuckin’ quitter, L.t.”

That gets another laugh. “‘Course not Johnny. My mistake.”

It takes a long time for Ghost to prep Johnny. He’s a bit of a dick about it, refuses to fuck him before he crams four fingers into Johnny’s lube-soaked hole. He licks at the drool dripping from Johnny's mouth, occasionally stuffing his fingers onto his tongue and whispering filthy things in his ear.

Get 'em wet for me, love, need you nice and soaked before you even think of takin' my cock.

Like the taste, do you? My needy thing, of course you like the taste of your own arse. I shoulda known.

Spit, Johnny. Your hole's dryin' up already, can't have that. Thought you wanted me to fuck you?

Johnny squirms at the stretch of four fingers, put-out that he’s not being properly wrecked yet and starting to get properly pouty about it. “Might as well just fuckin’ fist me,” he grumbles, hands clenching tight in the sheets.

“Some other day,” Ghost brushes off, curling his fingers right into Johnny’s prostate and giving him a few firm rubs to stop his whining. It has the intended affect, leaving Johnny incapable of speech for a few moments and just drooling onto the pillow.

Thankfully, Simon's not as slow when he finally does fuck Johnny.

He doesn’t pause when he’s sinking in, keeps a steady pressure from tip to root as he seats himself fully inside.

They both let out twin moans of pleasure when he's fully seated, Johnny’s back arched so he can throw his head onto Ghost’s collarbone. He gets a hand loose around his throat, a kiss pressed to his temple.

“Let me know when you’re ready,” Ghost whispers in his ear, still as a statue.

Johnny gives himself a few moments to adjust - he really would like to walk tomorrow - but he’s always been a bit of a masochist, always enjoyed the burn of the stretch when he fucks himself on a particularly thick dildo. So he cants his hips back a little before he’s fully acclimated to the intrusion that is Ghost, smiles into the bedsheets and braces himself for the fucking of a lifetime.

He gets it. Ghost pulls out to the tip on nearly every thrust, bullies Johnny’s prostate and keeps his angle oh so perfect. He reaches around to grab Johnny’s cock at one point, makes him cry out and come in only a few strokes.

Ghost himself lasts far longer. Johnny goes limp after his orgasm, sinks boneless into the pillows and arches his back so Ghost can finish himself off. It feels so fucking good to just lay there being used, the contentment of knowing his body only exists for Ghost's pleasure something that fills him with a bone-deep satisfaction.

He fucks Johnny for at least as long as it took Johnny to get off, panting harshly above his back as he works. He sounds almost animalistic, heaving and snarling like a rabid dog.

Johnny whimpers and whines when he hits a particularly sensitive spot, gives himself the freedom to exaggerate just a tad because Ghost gives him another hickey for every sound he makes. All Johnny has to do is rest his head on folded arms and bear Simon's fucking and he gets a pretty pattern of bruises across his throat.

Simon finally buries himself to the hilt with a harsh bite to Johnny’s shoulder blade, one that feels nearly like it breaks skin. Johnny would swear he growls into the skin between his teeth, the vibration echoing right to his spent cock.

Ghost pulls out a moment later, flops to his side back beside Johnny and catches his breath.

He’s not sure if Ghost will kick him out - his L.t. certainly doesn’t seem the type to enjoy pillow talk. But he’s not sure he could move if he wanted, so he lets his eyes flutter shut and waits for Ghost to decide what he wants. He hasn't felt so relaxed in a long, long time, and he'll be damned if he won't enjoy it for as long as he can manage.

Johnny’s scooped up a moment later, his back tucked to Ghost’s front and his head beneath Ghost’s chin.

Again, he’s reminded of the sheer size of his Lieutenant. Ghost’s legs tuck up behind Johnny’s, essentially giving him a chair to sit on even though they’re horizontal. His arms are long enough that his right hand easily rests on Johnny’s left side when he’s wrapped in them, his left arm coming up to hold Johnny's shoulder back to his chest and giving him no wiggle room at all. 

“I’m guessin’ you’re not kickin’ me out?” Johnny mumbles, already halfway asleep.

“Shut up,” Ghost grumbles back, throwing a leg over Johnny’s and nearly laying on top of him. He can’t hold back a snort at that, sinks back into Ghost with a hum when he gets a little squeeze around the middle in response.