#predator/pre!y kink

[puddle-nerd]

The Price of Silence

Summary: You saw something you shouldn’t have. Jake ensures your silence.

Possible Trigger Warnings: Implied/Referenced Cheating, Confirmed Cheating, Dubious Consent, Non-Consensual Themes

Story Tags: No Use of Y/N, Pre Way of Water, Pet Names (baby, baby girl), Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Daddy Kink, Forced Orgasm, Thigh Fucking, Secrets

Author’s Notes: Requested by @jakesullywhore. This turned a bit longer than I was anticipating. I have another request in the queue, but that one is for a Jeytiri/Metkayina girl triad A/B/O fic. I’m planning to get that out in max about two weeks, depending on my schedule and how much stress my move is going to cause me. *fingers crossed it doesn’t* But we’ll see. Anyway…

There are at least three original Na’vi names listed in this story so I wanted to share with you how I’ve been pronouncing them.

● Tsuk’to – [sook – TOE] known for his mastery of dealing with the Omatikaya’s domesticated pa’li ● Lei’wa – [ LAY – wah] a female Na’vi of the Omatikaya ● Myitah – [ my – EE – tah] a young adult known as a weaver of the Omatikaya and tolerant of humans

Na’vi Translation: ● Ikran – also known as a banshee are large, dragon-like aerial predators that can be found roosting on the various cliff sides on the Hallelujah Mountains often being used by the Na’vi for traveling long distances, for hunting from the air, or even during times of war ● Nantang – also known as a viperwolf that is a hyena/wolf-like carnivore that has six legs, a lean, powerful torso that almost always move in packs that can mass together into a highly cooperative hunting party within seconds of finding prey ● Olo’eyktan – clan leader ● Pa’li – also known as a direhorse that is semi-equestrian-like in appearance with very long necks, small heads, and six legs; roughly the size of an elephant ● Palulukan – also known as a thanator or “dry mouth bringer of fear” that is carnivorous six-legged animal native to the forests of Pandora believed to be the apex land predator reminiscent of a panther or lion ● Tsahìk – the spiritual leader of a Na’vi clan, and the most important member next to the clan leader; they interpret the will of Eywa, guide the clan spiritually, and perform important ceremonies ● Tsakarem – a tsahìk-in-training, one chosen by the tsahìk to be mentored as their successor

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You’d been barely eighteen when you came to Pandora on the same flight as the ex-Marine known as Jake Sully but you had only known him in passing (i.e. in the galley, the p-ways, and the MWR lounge) at first. You had openly admitted to friendly co-workers that you thought he was very attractive. Plus, he was very flirty when you two did interact. He was also wheelchair bound, which did inhibit him from hook ups (you’d given it a shot and found out the hard way he couldn’t actually feel anything below his waist) but his handicap did not hinder his being an Avatar driver, apparently. But then apparently, Jake had gone under cover and deep into the natives’ territory on Colonel Miles Quaritch’s orders only to switch sides some three and half months later and turn on the RDA after going feral. Not that you blamed him, especially because of the appalling destruction of Home Tree. Because of that, you’d even assisted the Na’vi in the war the Omatikayan People were calling “The Time Of Great Sorrow”.

Luckily, you had been one of the lucky few humans that had been allowed to stay.

Jake had taken to clan life quickly after the “bad humans” were driven off of Pandora, him and Neytiri quickly popping out a couple of kids biologically within the span of two years and also adopting the baby girl that had been mysteriously produced from Grace’s Avatar. He came by the lab, sometimes, but you saw him more around the new village and out in the forests, which is where your friendship slowly deepened. Mo’at, the kind and forgiving Tsahìk that she was, appreciated how eager you were to continue learning the intricacies of Omatikayan culture, though you never adopted their way of dress. Neytiri, however, was less than pleased. The younger Na’vi woman often hissed or growled at you and was sure to spit curses in your direction if she ever saw you or thought you were too close to any of her three children. Unfortunately for her, because of your friendship, Jake often jumped to your defense. This meant that you were quickly becoming the center of many an argument between the mated pair.

And maybe that’s how it all began…

Or maybe, Jake was still more human than Na’vi, despite becoming permanently blue.

You had been visiting the village like normal, learning from a male Na’vi named Tsuk’to on how to take care of a pa’li when she was having difficulty giving birth and you hadn’t seen hide or hair of Jake today, not that you always saw him every time you visited the village. He was a busy man, a busy Olo’eyktan. So, the mare and foal were doing well a few hours after Tsuk’to had guided the baby out of its mother with the baby finally standing up on its six legs, the top of its head coming to your shoulder.

You said your goodbyes and turned to leave the village when you caught sight of Neytiri.

The Sully matriarch was some meters away, tucked secretively into the folds of the base of a tree, as if not to be noticed as easily. She was leaning close into a female Na’vi you knew was called Lei’wa, both of them giggling at whatever they were speaking about. And you wouldn’t have thought anything about it if you hadn’t noticed Neytiri’s tail was curling around Lei’wa’s thigh rather possessively, the dark tuft tickling the soft inner skin of the shorter woman’s leg. Or the fact that Lei’wa’s fingers were either tucking braids behind one of Neytiri’s pointed ears only to drop and start playing with Neytiri’s necklace, the backs of Lei’wa’s three fingers seemingly stroking against the other woman’s nipple. Neytiri’s large amber eyes were half-lidded and focused on Lei’wa, her pointed ears swiveled towards the shorter woman with absolute focus. Then Neytiri glanced about before she leaned in and kissed the shorter female – on the mouth.

With tongue and teeth it looked like.

Your jaw dropped in surprise before you immediately wrenched your gaze away and turned towards the human compound, quickly making yourself scarce before the sun set and you got lost.

The question bounced around in your head:  Was Neytiri cheating on Jake?

You had thought they were happy together. Jake always had positive things to say about his wife, well, except when he was trying to explain why she was so harsh against you. And even then, he was defensive of his mate.

As he should be.

The confusion of not knowing the details, the worry for your friend’s possible heartbreak, and the tumultuous emotions that went along with the whole situation of seeing Neytiri secretly kissing upon someone who wasn’t her mate made you stumble off the path somewhat. Only, a sound like a loud moan suddenly caught your attention, causing your limbs to lock up in nerves. It was getting dark and you needed to get to the human compound so you didn’t end up getting hunted by either a pack of Nantangs or by a lone Palulukan. Another moan, this one sounding like it was more of a pain filled squeal, sounded and you gulped, your heart pounding as your quick breaths fogged the inside of your mask slightly. If someone was hurt, they might need help. And if it was something dangerous luring you in… You wished you had more than a handgun and a knife on your person because it would do little in way of protection.

Creeping carefully through the undergrowth that was beginning to light up as the sky dimmed further and further, you heard more moans and a weird squelching noise that caused your brows to furrow. What were those sounds?

You… almost… wished you hadn’t asked.

In a clearing just ahead and next to a large roaring fire was your friend Jake pounding away into a female Na’vi that clearly wasn’t his wife, seeing as Neytiri had been in the village with Lei’wa maybe fifteen, twenty minutes before. Your jaw dropped as you took in the explicit sight before you. Jake had gotten… beefy (the only word that came to you in that second) from the constant manual labor of the Omatikayan way. His muscles, hard, pronounced and firm were bathed in an orangery light, glistening from sweat. His short, dark dreads swung with his movements, revealing his lascivious smirk as his hips rolled rapidly into his partner, causing her to whine needily. He had the female on her knees, his hand a firm manacle upon the back of her neck and pressing the side of her face into the ground to better manhandle her as he saw fit. His other hand went from her hip and began slapping her ass, the sharp “smack” of skin upon skin a chorus to the symphony of her moans and the wet squelching of his cock burying into her dripping pussy again and again and again.

Before this moment, yes, you had thought of Jake as sexy as fuck, even more so in his lithe blue body than the human one he had been born into. You had also wondered, in an abstract way, what it would be like to fuck him – or get fucked by him – if Neytiri weren’t part of the equation but you hadn’t allowed yourself to actually fantasize. These lewd images searing themselves into your mind’s eye, though, would not leave you as you gulped, heat pooling low in your belly, causing you to press your thighs together.

“Please, Olo’eyktan,” the female Na’vi sobbed quite loudly, her voice whiny and broken as if she had been screaming for quite some time. “Please!” She rattled off something after that in her mother tongue that you weren’t sure about as your grasp on the language was decent but not as good as an actual linguist’s – like Norm. Whatever she had said caused Jake to smirk more, moving his hand from her ass to grab her around the throat and draw her up, pressing her back to his chest. He whispered something into her ear and she wailed as she bounced up and down upon his thick cock. The woman’s beaded braids shielded her face from you discovering her identity but it also gave you more mental images for later speculation and fantasizing. Because now you could see the base of Jake’s thick cock delving up into her soaked pussy. The woman’s juices dribbled down over his knot, making the inflating ring of muscle glint in the firelight. But what truly drew you gaze was the slight bulge disappearing and reappearing behind the skin of her lean belly, showing you just how hung your friend truly was. You bit down on your lip and stumbled slightly, reaching out to steady yourself on the closest tree as your knees went weak and your gaze focused on that bulge, a shiver of arousal ran up and down your spine.

“Oh, fuck,” you whispered to yourself, wishing you were in her position at this very second.

Jake’s eyes suddenly flicked up and met your gaze through your mask.

Your heart stopped the moment you witnessed recognition dawn in those amber eyes of his. You suddenly felt a flash of cold surge through you as he focused completely on you in that moment, his movements coming to a stop, his partner’s whine of protest not registering. Your mind went empty, you gulped, you turned, and you bolted in a clear display of hindbrain prey mechanics, cursing to yourself all the while as you pumped your booted legs and hurried towards the human compound as quickly as you could.

You didn’t stop until you nearly slammed into the outside of the airlock, punching in the code with trembling fingers and quickly sealing your side the vestibule, your body visibly shaking as you gasped for breath, sweat beading upon your skin. The atmosphere pressurized and you were able to remove your mask and step into the compound, immediately retreating to your private berthing and tossing your mask onto your bed. You rubbed a hand over your face as the scene you witnessed played out on repeat in your mind’s eye.

Neytiri kissing a female Na’vi – possibly cheating on her husband. Jake almost absolutely cheating on his wife. Jake catching you playing the unsuspecting voyeur. You shuddered, feeling a wetness pool in your panties as your mind forced you to remember those strong muscles of his chest and arms flexing as he rolled his narrow hips into his partner. The way his huge hand slapped her rounded backside. Your pussy clenched on nothing and you bit down on your lower lip as you pressed your thighs together in want once again. “What the fuck is wrong with me,” you muttered, sighing heavily and shaking your head. Jake was your friend. He was a married man. He was totally off limits. Well, maybe not so much anymore… You felt a shiver run through you again and sighed once more. You needed to get laid, you decided. That’s why you were focusing on Jake’s affair. It had been a while… maybe a bit too long since you’d had something drive into you and fill your cunt that didn’t operate on batteries. Only for the thought of Jake to enter your mind once again. And that slight belly bulge. You shook your head, trying to dispel the images if Jake fucking into that female and failing to dismiss the memory. Your body was beginning to ache with need. Yeah, you definitely needed to get laid. And sooner rather than later. Until then… your stomach gurgled, reminding you to eat supper. Your libido could wait; your stomach couldn’t.

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You avoided the village and seeing Jake for the next three days successfully, dipping out of any room without actually seeing him due to hearing his loud voice and his heavy footfalls long before your eyes laid upon his being. Then came the day George – or whatever his name was – asked you out, citing he wanted to show you a pretty spot out in the forests of Pandora, which you were smart enough to know that he actually meant he was going to try to fuck you, with the way his eyes dragged greedily over your body. And you hadn’t really been interested in him in return until you heard the telltale sounds of Jake approaching.

You still weren’t ready to face your friend and all but herded Georgino out the door.

You weren’t even really dressed for hiking out in the woods today either but you were bound and determined to keep Jake at a distance until you came to terms with his and his wife’s infidelities so you had left without changing. This morning, you’d made the split-second decision to wear one of your favorite little summer dresses, it’s short flowy skirt swaying breezily just above your knees and great for dealing with the early summer heat. It wasn’t great for not encouraging overly entitled human males, however, because the further you traveled into the forests of Pandora the more Gino was allowing himself to get handsy, which you couldn’t help but compare his sweaty palms and sausage fingers to the memory of Jake’s large, strong, blue hands from three days ago.

‘Get a grip,’ you thought to yourself. ‘This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To get laid.’

“Here we are,” Gilmore announced as you once again danced away from his leech-like fingers once again.

At least the view was worth it.

“Oh… wow,” you whispered aloud in awe, your eyes going wide behind the thick glass of your oxygen mask as you took in the beauty of Pandora and had your breath metaphorically taken away once again. The soft grass was lush beneath your calf-high boots as you gazed at a crystal-clear river fringed by exotic and colorful flowers and moss-covered stones. There were also overhangs twice to three times your size bordering down the river, twisting trees growing from each cliff in such a way that filtered the sunlight down to the ground in such a pretty way. “This is gorgeous, Gilbert.”

“It’s Geoffrey, actually,” he corrected you, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You tried not to cringe and uttered an apology under your breath. “God, wish I could kiss you, babe You’re so fucking hot.”

You were more than glad that you couldn’t, not feeling more than a hard, little tic tac brushing against the curve of your bottom.

He hummed and moved one of his hands to roughly grope your breast while the other pressed into your belly to draw you back into his body. It didn’t feel like it was getting bigger, either but you had wanted this – to get laid so you’d be able to get a grip and stop thinking about Jake. You sighed and allowed things to progress as he more or less forcefully pushed you down onto the grass, brusquely pulling your panties down your legs before fumblingly fingered you. Unfortunately, it really did nothing for you. Not that Geoffrey actually noticed.

“I don’t think she likes that,” a voice suddenly called out, causing the human man to jump back from you.

None other than the male you had been trying to avoid stepped out of the underbrush, an unimpressed look upon his striped face.

You gulped, sitting up and closing your legs as your heart thundered in your chest as you dropped your gaze to your lap and refused to look at your friend. Geoffrey huffed, calling out, “Uh, hey, Sully. We’re kinda in the middle of something. You can steal all of her attention later.” The recombinant raised a hairy brow and crossed his thick arms over his built chest, staring down at the human man with a fierce and unblinking scowl until he caved. “Uh, yeah, guess I’ll see you later, babe,” Geoffrey grumbled from behind his mask and trudged back the way he came, leaving you alone with Jake for the first time since you’d seen your friend’s illicit affair three nights prior. You gulped and shivered when a soft breeze caressed your bare bottom. You glanced around for your panties and realized they must have gotten pocketed or tossed wide because you couldn’t find the scrap of cotton anywhere at first glance. You blushed in embarrassment and shyly peeked up at Jake to see him shooting you a raised brow now.

“Uh… hi, Jake,” you mumbled, your cheeks hot behind your breathing mask.

He snorted. “Don’t you ‘hi, Jake’ me,” he snapped, coming to sit in front of you, crossing his legs and causing you to glance at the front of his loincloth briefly, a shiver as the memory of the belly bulge crossed your mind. He snapped a finger in front of you and you guiltily met his amber gaze. “So… you saw… what you saw,” he announced, staring at you intently, getting right to the point.

You shrugged. “I… uh… yeah,” you confirmed quietly, eyes not quite meeting his. “But it’s not like I’m gonna tell anyone.” He thinned his lips and cocked his head studying you. “You might… accidentally,” he retorted after a pregnant pause filled with anxious butterflies. “Or you might catch me with one of my other play partners just like you happened upon me and Myitah.”

‘Oh, Myitah,’ you thought, a hot bubble churning in your gut. She was a young weaver of the clan, about twenty years old or so and not a warrior. She was pretty, you guessed, and at least tolerant of you when you interacted with her. ‘He said play partners – as in plural. Guess he really IS cheating on his wife.’

Out loud, you shook your head while saying, “I don’t want Neytiri to kill me. Y’know, your wife? She already hates me and if she heard me saying something like that, I’m pretty sure she’d feed me to her new Ikran or to a pack of Nantangs or a Palulukan. And I like living, Jake!”

He cocked his head as if considering this but his amber eyes told a different story. He had already made up his mind.

Jake slowly smirked down at you, his pink tipped nose flaring as he scented the air. “Oh, I think I have a solution that’ll help you keep my secret and assist you all in one,” he suddenly purred, his voice coming out in a way you had never heard before from him, sensually and making you shiver as arousal skittered up and down your spine and created a bubbling heat within your belly. You swallowed and frowned, not quite understanding his meaning until his amber gaze travelled down your body, landing on your thighs. His tail flicked up in interest and he raised a brow, fangs peeking out at you as his ears caught the way your heart skipped a beat. “What do you say, baby girl?” You gulped and shook your head slowly, your breathing becoming shaky as you stared at your friend.

“I think it’s time for me to go back, Jake,” you replied, licking your suddenly dry lips.

His smirk fell and his face became stone cold as he replied, “I don’t think so.”

You suddenly found yourself flat on your back, Jake’s hand shoving you down and pressing over nearly your entire torso as he twisted up onto his knees. His other hand grabbed one of your calves over the leather of your boot and tugged you towards him, causing your skirt to bunch as it caught between the grass and your body, pulling the material upwards and exposing your bare lower body to his gaze. His smirk returned and his tail wagged like an excited puppy’s as he took you in. “Oh yeah, that science guy wasn’t doing you any favors was he,” Jake muttered aloud. “Probably never even seen a real woman before. Don’t worry, baby girl. I know what I’m doing.”

“No, Jake, stop,” you argued, trying to shove his hand off of you and pull your leg free.

He met your gaze, laughing, “You sure, baby? You’re starting to get wet.”

You shook your head and kicked at him uselessly with your free booted foot. “Let go of me, Jake,” you commanded firmly. “Seriously.”

“But why?” he demanded, holding you still a little too easily. “I’m pretty sure you were liking what you saw when you spotted me rutting up into Myitah. I inspected where you were standing when she finally passed out and I could smell the lingering of your arousal. So spicy and sweet.” His nose flared as he scented the air again. “Kinda like now.” You shook your head. No matter how much you wanted something to fuck you stupid, your friend was married to a frightening female Na’vi and you valued your life more than an orgasm.

“Jake, please, just let me go,” you begged.

He smirked, replying, “When I’m done with you. Sure.” He moved his hands to grip your thighs in his and dipped his head down between your legs, groaning. “Fuck, yeah… Nothing beats slutty human pussy. Gonna hav’ta savor this.” Before you could protest, you felt what you assumed was his tongue, lap at your lower lips, the filiform papillae stroking against you in a strange but not un-pleasurable way. Much like a cat’s, all Na’vi and Avatar’s tongues were rough like sandpaper because they were each covered in small, backwards facing white keratin protein spines. And applied to your cunt had you gasping, your hands grabbing onto his head as he licked at your nether region like a kitten with cream.

“Oh, oh fuck,” you whined, your breath hitching behind your mask.

You could feel his smirk against the skin of your inner thigh as Jake commented, “Better than that half-assed fingering what’s-his-name tried to give you?”

“That’s… that’s not the point,” you protested.

He glanced up, meeting your gaze. “Well, I’m gonna finish my meal and then you can tell me what the point is after, sweetheart.” And wrapped his arms around your thighs, spreading them wide for him so he could bury his face back between your legs only to feast on you like a man starving. You let out a cry as he shoved his nose against your clit and buried his rough tongue deep inside of you. It feels so good to have something other than silicone shoved inside of you, the warm, wet muscle moving around inside of your heat unexpectedly causing you to moan as pleasure shot through your body like lightning. Then, suddenly he pulled back a few inches, laughing at you mockingly as you whine in protest. He delved back in after taking a breath, only this time, his lips sealed around your clit and he sucked, harshly. You couldn’t control the noises coming out of your throat anymore as your legs began to tremble and your fingers tugged on his dreaded hair, rocking your hips up into his mouth desperately, panting, moaning, tears building up in your eyes as pleasure built within you higher and higher.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” you chanted, wetness seeping out of you from below your waist and from your eyes as you felt a needy ache building within your belly as you climbed higher and higher. You didn’t want the feeling to end but this wasn’t right. You forced out, breath fogging up the inside of your mask, “You have to stop.”

Jake ignored you.

The warm band of steel released your leg, your muscles spasming slightly and you lifted your head to witness Jake moving his hand towards your entrance. You nearly screamed as he licked at your clit with his rough tongue and simultaneously sliding two of his thick, long fingers home inside of you. Your nails dug into his scalp, causing him to grunt but continue, pressing the digits of his hand into your channel even deeper than his tongue had delved. He set a slow pace, at first, thrusting his finger into you again and again and again, parroting what you had seen him do with his dick three days go. What you not so secretly wanted to experience with the monster you knew he was packing between those thick, strong legs of his. Maybe sensing your body’s eagerness, he started to stroke you faster.

You wailed, your pleasure reaching higher.

Your back arched as your hips rutted into his hand desperately.

“Please, please, please,” you sobbed, more tears trickling out of your eyes. You needed to stop this before it was too late. You weren’t a cheater, even if your friend was. What came out instead of you begging him to cease was, “Need t’cum, Jake.” He smirked and sucked harshly on your clit and curled his fingers deep inside of you, determined to get you to finish. He was rewarded with an ear-piercing shriek, your legs shaking visibly in his grip and your pussy gushed, clamping down upon his fingers most greedily. Pleasure rocked through your body like an avalanche, making you feel like you were shattering into a million pieces and being put back together over and over again. Jake eased you through your orgasm with a cheeky, self-satisfied leer, fangs glinting at you in the light of the day filtering down to you.

“Look at all that cream, just for me,” you thought you heard Jake sneer.

You regain your breath and your senses when Jake reaches up and undoes the buttons going down the front of your dress, your naked breasts revealing themselves to his gaze.

“Not wearing a bra, baby? Naughty,” he chortled. “Good thing Daddy likes naughty girls.”

He groped your chest much more pleasurably than Geoffrey had done, making you think Jake’s assumptions about the scientist never having actually interacted sexually with a woman might have some grounding of truth to them. He pulled gently at your nipples and leaned down, sucking one of your tits into his mouth, the lower half of his face still shiny with your slick. “Jake,” you whined, trying to push his head away from your sensitive nipples. He tightened his teeth on the hardened nub in warning, his ears twitching as you hissed when pain threatened to replace the pleasure. You realized you had no chance of winning against him, what with him being nearly twice the size of you and probably three times as strong so you submitted to his whims and let him do what he wanted.

“God, baby, your tits are so soft,” the recombinant moaned quietly, rubbing his face against the soft swells like a cat. “Na’vi tits are more muscle so they’re nowhere near as soft… unless pregnant. God, I could play with these for hours…” He chuckled to himself, kissing your breasts before pulling back, adding, “Maybe next time.”

“What?” you asked, your brain not connecting the meaning. “Jake, no… We can’t,” you argued.

He raised a brow at you and demanded, “So you get to cum but I gotta deal with this on my own?” He sat back on his knees and pointed to the way his loincloth had tented significantly with his erection. And you couldn’t help but feel your jaw drop at the sheer size of his dick pressing up against the material of his garment He made short work of the knots keeping it on his body and his dick nearly sprung at you as it was released from its confines, making your eyes widen to the size of dinner plates. You had seen how big his knot was, how he had bulged Myitah’s stomach but seeing it like this was something else entirely. That phrase that a cock looked like a baby’s arm holding an apple? Try a chunky three-year-old toddler. Of course, being that he was nearly ten feet tall, it should have occurred to you that he would be absolutely hung. His shaft was a slightly lighter blue than the rest of his skin, covered in stripes of a pretty sapphire shade. There were veiny, little ridges and nubs along each stripe, though they clustered together more on the underside of his shift to make little ridges. The decorations on his dick were complimented by bioluminescent freckles that decorated the full length of him from the knot to the light pink tip of his cock that matched the pink of his nose. The foreskin, however, was an even lighter blue and had started to pull back from the pink tip to reveal a delicate little trickle of pearlescent precum tinged silvery blue. His voice brought you back into focus when he commented, “Unfortunately, you won’t be able to take me yet but we’ll work up to it.”

Jake grabbed your legs again and pulled you to him once more, transferring both of your ankles to one hand and taking his shaft in hand. He stroked himself a couple of times before pressing the head of his dick forward, between your thighs. His cock was so long, however, the tip rested against the soft plush of your breasts while his knot wasn’t quite touching the backs of your thighs yet.

“Jake,” you whined again.

His amber eyes met your gaze and he smirked, saying, “Push yer tits together for me, baby. I’ll make this feel good for both of us.”

A part of you was disgusted with yourself for helping Jake cheat on his wife. Another, bigger and greedier part of you, took over and did as he asked with only a little of hesitation. And you immediately moaned, feeling the way he made sure to drag the underside of length against your entrance, each ridge rubbing sensually against your clit and sparking pleasure through your nerve endings.

Apparently male Na’vi’s weren’t meant to be a smooth ride.

“Yeah, fuck yeah,” Jake groaned, suddenly becoming very verbal now that his mouth wasn’t busy sucking on your body. He thrust himself through your thighs and your tits, picking up speed as he got more and more into it. “Fuck, feel s’good, baby. Can feel you getting all wet f’me again.” You tightened your legs and your tits around his cock and watched him grit his teeth as he released a groan. “Oh, f—yeah… Do that again. Squeeze me again like that. Daddy likes that. Ah, fuck, baby. Daddy likes that a lot.”

Apparently, Jake was also a babbler during sex.

The recombinant male’s grip tightened on your ankles and his hips speed up even more, allowing you to admire the flow of those muscles up close and personal, pleasure making that coil begin to tighten low within your belly a second time. Jake’s relentless rhythm was making you whine and moan and pant breathlessly behind your mask, the inside of the glass fogging up with each sharp breath. He continued to babble, praising you as he rutted himself between your thighs, causing your mind to blank and your hands to clutch desperately at your breasts, keeping them together for his satisfaction.

Jake snarled and sped up, pushing his knot between your thighs as his movements got sloppier as he neared his own end, nearly pressing the head of his length to your chin. If you had been maskless, you would have licked his slit.

“Just like that, baby girl,” he growled through clenched teeth. “Gonna cum. Ready for it. Gonna cum all over you. Make a mess. You’ll be smelling like me for days. Get ready… ah fuck!” Jake reared back, grabbing his length to stroke it through his orgasm, his cock pulsing as lightly glowing blue cum spurted out of the pink tip, huge globs of it painting your belly, your tits, your shoulders, your neck, the front of your mask and even getting some in your hair and the grass surrounding your head. He let out a deep, satisfied groan – long and drawn out – as his baby gravy just kept erupting from the end of his dick with no end in sight until you were just absolutely soaked with the glowing goop.

Jake let out a breathless laugh as he took you in, satisfied finally. “Yeah, maybe next time we’ll get to try this tight little cunt out,” he murmured, more to himself than to you. “Until then, now you gotta keep my activities quiet or else what we did will come up to. Understand, baby girl?”

You nodded slowly in understanding. You did have a secret with Jake but if it came out and Neytiri tried to kill you, you had leverage on her too.

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Originally Posted: 31 DEC 2023 Word Count: 5,440

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Happy New Year everyone and maybe 2024 will be better!

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Dying love.

Pairing: Austin Butler x reader ft Austin x Kaia.

Warning: Predator-prey to lovers, Stalker & obsessive Austin, switch Austin? Slowly dying, Marking, Demon Summoning, Oral (Male), Creampies, Tail-job, Changing appearance, jealousy Sex, Angry sex, Slapping (Face & Pussy), Mating rituals, Baby-traping, Flirting, Mirror sex, Horn pulling, Spanking, Degrading kink, Praise kink, lot of sex.

Summary: It was just any other night, or that's what he thought when a woman so beautiful it hurt began to visit him in his dreams, every night that it stopped he couldn't deal with it he had to find this woman.

A/n: Enjoy!

Austin laid asleep in a dream he never wanted to wake up from, a smile on his face, he had a crush on Kaia the moment he saw her, but he was too shy to make a move, too afraid of her rejection but he loved dreams like these. In his dream, he was finally making love to the woman he loved, her moans echo in his ears as he thrusted into her with such passion, it sadly didn't last long as he woke up to see a gorgeous woman, her hair was a shade of (H/C) and her eyes like shining gems, the moonlight shine on her skin. That's when he quickly realized she was naked and her eyes were unusual (f/c) color with slits like that of a cat, and her shadow looks like she had horns, bat-like wings, and a swinging tail on the edge of his bed.

He didn't move back as she got on her hands and knees, crawling to him, slowly and gracefully, as she stepped more into the light, her wings, horns, and tail vanish, and her eyes were a normal (y/e/c), a small smirk laid upon her luscious lips "Aren't you a cute little thing~" her voice, sounded like it was dipped in the sweetest and the finest of honey as she teased him, her hands hold his face, her sharp almost claw-like nails dig slightly into his cheeks and she sat on his lap, despite the fabric of his pj pants and blanket, he could feel the heat of her exposed cunt on his boner. He didn't move back because he couldn't it was because he didn't want to she was too alluring plus it was a dream, could he oblige in a dream that would only come once? Austin felt a shiver come up his spine as her lips met his and her tongue..felt weird but he didn't have time to dwell on that as she used it like a weapon, her tongue explored his mouth and tongue as she'd never get the time too again, the kiss was sloppy and hot, drool leaked out the side of his lips, it felt draining yet so good like he could get drunk off of it but to his dismay, she pulled away, and his lips fellow wanting more.

"Easy there tiger." she giggled at him, making a blush spread across his cheeks. She trailed her eyes and her nails down his open hairy chest to where the blanket lay against his hips, she teasingly put more of her weight on his hardened cock coaxing a groan past his lips, she let out another giggle as she slowly pushed him to lay on his back, the plush mattress felt amazing along with the kisses she gave to his throat, chest, stomach and his hips, her hands gripped the soft blanket and pulled them as she laid between his legs. "Oh my," she said wrapping her hand around the base of his penis "it's beautiful. I guess everything about you is, huh?" she continued, her cheek pressed against his 7inch dick, her turned innocent-like eyes looking into his blue orbs, he didn't have time to reply and he didn't think he could when her tongue traced the seam of his shaved balls to the red tip bleeding pre-cum, a soft groan turned to a loud moan of pleasure and surprise as she, without warning swallowed his dick whole, she didn't even gag! His ex-girlfriends couldn't do that! They either choke or didn't want to try.

She wear a smug smile as if she heard his thoughts before bobbing her head, loud sucking, and slurping filling the room, her tongue licked at the sensitive vein on the underside of his member. She never once came up for air and if she did it was to wrap her skilled, long tongue around him akin to a snake wrapping itself around a tree, he was to lust filled to question it, he was close, the over-stimulation of her sucking, licking and massaging with his balls was too much. His hand reached to keep her head down again to cum down her throat but she just slapped his hand as he was cumming, spurt after spurt she swallowed every drop and she showed her wet muscle that was completely cleared of pearly semen once he had stopped "God-fucking-damnit." he swears with lidded eyes and deep breathes. The sight was purely exotic.

"We not done yet~" she grinned, straddling his hips and lining his somehow still hard cock with her entrance, unlike any other girl, instead of slowly descending into him, she slammed down with a delighted squeal Austin's eyes rolled back. Fuck her pussy felt better than he ever had, she was tight but not too painfully tight, her walls pulsed around him, her walls were gushy and her slick was like heat-up lube. Her ass jiggled as it hit his thighs, her nails digging into his sweaty chest, she bounced on his cock like she needed it to live, his cock head bullied her cervix as her hips swirled and grind. Austin was already close but he wouldn't until she did, putting his hands on her hips, he thrusted upwards hard, causing her to happily squeal as she bounced along his harsh pounding "You're close! I can feel it! Cum Inside you sexy bastard!" She screamed, doubling her efforts to make him cum, "Y-you." Was all he could muster, too far gone to think, too pussydrunk "Don't worry about me." she cooed, kissing him, her tongue wrapped around his, and the knot in his belly snapped, his hips stuttered and jerked as he filled up this fake woman with his seed. She leaned back with a loud moan, her back arched and head throwback, suddenly lightning came through the window, and for just a second, her wings, horns, and tail appeared once more but like lighting they disappeared again and the dream ended as he woke up.

Austin woke up with a little bit of sweat and lifted the blanket and pj to see his cock coated in a glistening shine 'Could that...no, no it was a dream, a feel real dream.' Austin thought and rolled his eyes, got out of bed to take a shower and freshen up for a hang out with a few friends and Kaia. He put on a jeaned jacket, a black shirt, and deep blue jeans with black sun shades and head out. He grabbed his keys and left for the cafe where they have their meet-up.

Austin smiled around his strew at Kaia as she ranted about her co-workers and her job, even ranting she was beautiful to him. Apparently one of her messed up and she was blamed for it "I was like seriously?! you fucked up and can not even admit it—" Kaia's complaining was cut short when a worker put down the drink she's been waiting on "Finally." Kaia grabbed the drink and Austin took this time to look up at the waitress, his eyebrow raised just a bit, the woman had (h/c) and her company's baseball logo cap, hid her eyes, she was somewhat familiar, as Austin was gonna ask her name she walked away and went back to work so he continued to listen to Kaia but was not that interested anymore. He had another dream that night, instead of the alluring woman it was Kaia laying on the edge of his bed in a seductive pose, a smile on her face, needless say he fucked her, he always was sure he'd love a dream like that this one, that felt so real but it didn't feel right, her moans were cute but not so prettily sexy as the other woman, it felt like her but wasn't her and what feelings felt for Kaia seemingly disappeared. Austin woke up with disappointment sitting heavily on his bones, shaking his head he got off his bed and got ready for work.

The whole day his thoughts were about that woman, he wanted to see her again but it was just a dream, it had to be. He was taking a break when Kaia visited him, he would have normally been so happy to see her but the only thing he felt was annoyance, her voice was high pitched and she was again talking shit about other people, he barely listened to her and just nodded along with what she was talking about. His eyes wandered off, and a small glance of (h/c) hair enters his gaze, Austin immediately sat up straighter, frantically looking for the woman of his dreams "Hey are you even listening to me?!" Kaia spat, throwing her hands up "Oh..yeah sorry I thought I saw something, continue." he muttered and looked back at his ex-crush. His ocean orbs flickered open, and his brows frowned "Nice mirror." a voice said, Austin sat up so quickly and looked at the body-length mirror he had in his bedroom, there she was, tracing a finger along the black frame, her body gloriously naked "Thanks." Austin spoke in a tone a-like to disbelief as he got up and walked up behind her. She did nothing but smile coyly at him through the mirror before she put her hands on the glass, arched her back, pushed her fine ass out, and spend her legs just a bit showing her wet pussy to him in the moonlight and shot a faux innocent look over her shoulder as if she wasn't offering herself on a glass platter. "Fuck." Austin whispered breathlessly as he grabbed his cock and slide it between her lower lips, coating his cock in slick, his hands rested on her hips as he thrusted into her burning hot pussy, and he throws his head back. Her breast was pushed up against the cold glass as he pounded away at her pussy, like he'd never get the chance to, their panting and moaning fogged up the mirror "Fuck yess!" Austin hissed in pleasure, his hands holding her hips, pushed her back onto his cock at each thrust and he could almost feel something long wrap around his waist but all he could think about was the blinding pleasure "Oh~ you like my pussy huh? Then take it! Fuck me like your little toy!" she shouted watching him through lidded eyes as he thrusted faster, harder, bringing them close to their climax.

She suddenly laid her back against his chest, put her hand on his cheek, and kissed him, her lips felt heavenly on his, and like before he felt a little bit of something leave him, what? He didn't know and didn't care as they cummed together, that's when the dream ended and he was filled with satisfaction and disappointment, the satisfaction of having amazing sex and the disappointment of it all being a dream, He just shook it off and got up to start his day. Those dreams began to become frequent, after the sex, he and her would talk about everything and cuddle, What came along with those dreams he started to feel weaker and weaker. "Austin." that beautiful voice cooed as his eyes opened "How are you today?" she smiled at him but it looked almost sad and forced, "Better now that I'm with you." he flirted shamelessly causing a melodic giggle to leave the lips he loved so much "Good. Austin before we began...I have show you something." her tone serious, Austin sat up in bed, his blue orbs tracing her naked ass. She stopped once she was a foot away, her back to him for a second then she turned to him, taking in a shaky breath, and with a flash of lighting she changed, large bat-like wings sprang from out her back, long horns that curved in the middle stood tall on her head, a whip-like tail with a heart-shaped tip circled her ankle, they all was (s/f/c) leathery skin and her eyes a glowing (F/c) "I'm Succubus, and my name is (Y/N) I wanted you to know..." (Y/n) trailed off, her eyes cast to the floor, her tail switched to her other ankle and wings lowered, she acted as if she was afraid of his reaction.

He knew he should scream, shout, and be scared of her but he couldn't find it in himself to be, he came to love this woman or rather whatever she was, to be honest, Austin didn't know what exactly a Succubus but he didn't care "You look...so mesmerizing." He spoke, smiling at her shocked look as her head jerked up to look at him, her eyes glossy and lips parted "Say...what can that tail do?" Austin smirked flirting with her, again and again, a sweet giggle came out of her and a smile on her face, her canine teeth longer and sharper like a vampire's but not, her long tail waged slowly behind her as her smile turned in a devilish smirk "Why don't we find out hmm?~" she purred, now standing in front of him, bending down to look into his blues and with a smack of her powerful tail he laid back on the bed as she ripped the blanket off and hummed in approval at his bottom half freed from any clothes and his cock stood strong. She sat between his parted legs and dragged her snake-like tongue up his shaft, lubricating it with her shining saliva before letting her tail coiled around his cock, she give it an experimental pump and she smirked, suddenly her tail squeezed and pumped his cock at a fast pace, the heart tip played with his balls. Austin let out a choked moan as he felt a shiver go down his spine as her fangs poked and prodded at his neck, the threat of possible death excited him more than he'd ever thought it would, every pump, every hot lick, every squeeze, it was like her body was made for pleasure. Austin bit his lips, holding back a moan as spurts of cum busted out of his dick and landed on his lover's tail, his chest moved up and down, sweat shimmering in the light

"That was...wonderful." Austin panted, smiling at (Y/n), who just licked his seed off her tail, a far way look in her glowing eyes "(Y/N), are you okay?" he looked at her confused, normal she would be grinning, happy but tonight she was...distant in a sense. he called out to her again as she got out of the bed and walked to the bedroom door and then she looked back at him, over her shoulder, a sad smile on her lips "This will be the last time you will see me, I can not feed from you...I fall in love with you Austin...and I refuse to hurt you any longer. So this is goodbye." she said softly and walked out his door, and his life . Austin jolted awake, tears falling onto his clenched fist 'it doesn't matter it was just a dream.' he tried to convince himself 'just a dream..' he repeated, laying back down to sleep.

It had been weeks since you left his dreams and Austin never felt so much pain before, he became a walking zombie, eat, drink, work and sleep was all that he did, he almost convinced himself that you weren't real until he saw you. A couple of friends invited him to a nightclub, he sat by himself slowly sipping away some whiskey when at the corner of his eyes, he saw (h/c,) hair and (e/c) eyes, that alluring smirk on your face, seducing a man, and leading him out the building. Austin rushed out of the booth with the grace of a newborn calf, calling out your name when he got outside you were gone, He decided to go home and find out what the hell you are. once he opens the door to his house, wasting no time, he went to his home office, sat down in his chair, and typed in Succubus in the Google search bar, Everything he read made so much sense, why did you leave? Was he not good enough to be your chosen mate? He didn't care he was all read yours and you were his, he just will have to show you, but first, he needed to do some shopping. He stalked you for a week, but you were none the wiser, he found out your human form identity, where you worked, lived and everything he deemed worthy of knowing.

Austin finished painting a trancing demon summoning symbol with the blood of a goat and lit up the candles, he breathed in as he sat on the ground of his basement, the big, black Magic book, laid heavy in his hands, the cover was a dark leathery brown with a 100-year-old paper, demonic symbols spread on top of the cover, taking another deep breath in and closed his eyes, reciting the chant he'd read so many times over "I call upon and demand (Y/N), listen to my order and command. I have chosen you, and bind our souls together, come forth." He spoke loud and clear, opening his eyes, the candles' flames went out before relighting, and this time instead of normal fire, orange and red, it came back blood red, black smoke ruptured from within the circle and your naked form appeared, eyes glaring at him turned to shock once you realized who had summoned you "Austin? What—" Austin didn't let you finish your sentence, his lips molded against yours as he manhandled you to the cool floor, not caring when he feels a part of his soul leave him, "You thought you could just leave after you made me love you? No, your mine." he growled, rushing to take off his hoodie and jeans, his chest and biceps flex as he threw the hoodie off to the side, his cock twitched from the semi-cold air once he took off his jeans, his arms hooked around your bent knees and pulled you closer to his dick "What? Speechless?" he mocked, slapping you hard enough to get you out your trance, his fingers dig into your cheeks as he forces you to look at him "I'm not good enough to be your mate?huh?" he growled, his other hand delivering a sharp slap to your wetting pussy, causing a yelp and a jolt of your hips "T-that's not it Aus, you'll be condemned to hell if you become my mate, I didn't want you too..." you trailled off, looking up at him with guilty eyes "Thats, not your chose to make." Austin frowned "Besides I'll show you why I should be your mate." his frown turned to a smirk, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder and slamming into your soaking wet cunt, so hard your back arched from the ground as you squealed from pure delight "And you really think I wouldn't love you? Tch such a dumb little slut, my slut." Austin scoffed and set the pace, each thrust was hard and fast, hitting your g-spot so perfectly like no man or Incubus has.

Your claws scratched the concrete surface, and moans, whines, and mewls were all you could let out, eyes closed from the blinding pleasure, you gasped eyes shot up as Austin smacked your ass and lick his fingers, letting his hot saliva cover them and rubbed your clit, your tail circling his thigh to ground yourself and you came, coating his cock and the floor with your cum. You yelped, heat flooding your cheeks as you were once again manhandled onto your hands and knees, his ringed-covered hand gripping your tail at the base, pulling gently on the sensitive skin, and his hand on your hip, shoving himself back into you "You like this, do I make you feel so good, pretty girl?" he granted, pounding upwards into your pussy, his cockhead bullying your cervix "Answer me." Austin growled grabbing onto your long horns, and pulling your head back "YES! Fuck I love it! More, more please. So good." you cried, tears of absolute pleasure leaking from your eyes "I love you!" you whined as you came again, panting like a bitch in heat. Austin pulled out and pushed you to lay your back, his fingers intertwining with yours as he thrusted into your pussy, pounding and grinding his cock just right, already close to bringing you to your third orgasm "Do it, I love you and you love me, Do it." he panted, you whined and shook your head "Please." he begged, you look into his eyes, seeing face sincerity in his eyes and nodded, he made you happy, so why not give in, you performed symbols over his chest while chanting in a language unknown to mankind. Austin moaned, he felt amazing like nothing could ever hurt him again, he could feel your feelings, your souls bonded together "Fuck." he whispered, leaning over your tired body, pushing his cock deeper, his thrust growing faster, you pulling him into a passionate kiss, and smiled against his lips, you no longer felt his soul enter your body, it worked.

You moaned into his mouth as his tongue swirled around yours, a hard thrust from Austin had you coming for the third time tonight, Austin growled as your pussy clenched down on him, pushing him over and milking his cock, impregnating your eager womb. "Yours.." you spoke tiredly, smiling at your mate "Yours.." he replied back a happy but tired grin

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"I'm back honey!" Austin yells as he opens the door to your shared house, setting his travel bags down, the light of the bright sun shined on his golden band.

"Daddy!" a little girl giggled as she ran up to her father, her small tail wagging "Lulu." Austin grinned bending down to hug her, "Little girl what did I say about showing your true form?!" you said walking up behind her, "Sorry Mama" Lulu looked guilty "It's okay baby" you smiled at her "Well, hello there handsome" you cooed as your husband pulled you into his arms "Gorgeous." he greeted before dipping you into a kiss, you both broke apart as little ewws leave your daughter "I got some food coming tonight, he's quite nice " he winked at you before grabbing his begs and walked into the house Lulu following him.

"How did I get so lucky?." you had a smile still on your face as you closed the door, and walked after them.

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a sweet bet (jaehyun)

anon: “Hey can I request innocent school boy Jaehyun with freaky bad girl y/n smut?:)” thx for requesting anon! both jae and y/n are the same age, although are around university ages. you can take it in a way that y/n takes up the dom (altho… she’s not so mean) role in this!

fem pronouns. thank u for the challenge! i don’t write fem doms that often so this was interesting to try out :)

content warnings: a bit of fem dom, sub!jaehyun, vaginal penetration, breeding (I'll never let this damn kink go), implications of pegging/strap-on, praise, like one mention of "brat"

NSFW UNDER CUT, MINORS DNI!

“aw, aren’t you such a darling?” you cooed, backing jaehyun up against the door of the classroom as his head covers most of the window on the door. you peak just over his locks to look at the dwindling number of students, most of them heading to class.

“(y/n)-ssi, i-i don’t think we should be doing this-“ jaehyun gasps when you invade his space, nose an inch from the other as his eyes struggle to focus on something.

“so now you’re backing down?” you tilt your head, challenging him. “not when your friends were betting on whether you could even get within a metre of me?”

“y’know… i don’t mind being used for bets or anything, but when someone accepts it like a champ, i expect them to carry it out like one.”

jaehyun sucks in a breath when your arm snakes around his waist, pulling his hips off the comfort of the door. you can tell he’s enjoying it even if his words say otherwise, hips pushing up to get any form of friction for his growing erection.

“proximity wasn’t your bet, right? you just wanted a piece of this pussy, huh?” jaehyun reacts strongly to your use of such a lewd word, swallowing on nothing and making the mistake of dropping his eyes to your lower half.

he timidly nods, breaths coming out short that all he can focus on is your body heat and the words of his friends resonating in his mind. he was happy to take a chance with the popular chick he shared the english literature major with, already envisioning good money that one of his richer friends promised.

why’d they pick you of all people? he wondered why he even said yes when you so clearly had no problem pinning him down. at least the other chick would take her time and beg to be fucked, presenting him with no problem since he’s had a bit of… knowledge from porn.

now, all jaehyun could compare himself to was prey caught in an unfortunate position by its predator. hell, forget about fucking anyone dumb, if anything, he was the one at your mercy.

“you want this, jeong jaehyun?” you ask nonchalantly, eyes already filled with lust at how easily he obeyed to your movements. a widen of his eyes, a bite of his underlip and a curt nod.

you smiled, “good.”

the next minutes were blurry, clouded by hot breaths and wandering hands. your lips moved against jaehyun’s like a sin, tongue slipping into the others’ mouth while he deepens the kiss as much as he can. you can feel his dick on your thighs; he’s rutting against it like a bitch, hesitant hands travelling over your body as it settles over your breasts.

“you’re a good boy, aren’t you? you don’t need to ask for permission.”

with your arms, you’re flipping the two of you over so you’re concealed from the prying eyes of curious students while jaehyun adapts to the new position. he wastes no time to draw your shirt up and bra down, latching his mouth onto your nipples and swirls them around his tongue.

you hum, palming his hardening cock that has his efforts interrupted by the needy moans he lets out. you struggle to hold your own too, his tongue sucking effortlessly while bucking into your hand. it makes you wet, soaking your underwear that you have such a cute boy at your disposal.

you waste no time to push him down to his knees once he’s done, his big doe eyes staring up at you as his hands linger at the waistband of your pants.

“go on,” you mumble breathlessly, sighing in relief when your underwear separates itself from your leaking cunt in a string of arousal, not missing the surprised noise that the other makes. it’s adorable, the way he experimentally places a finger against your slit, rubbing at it like it’s his first time. you shiver when he slips a finger in, holding onto his shoulders while you lean forward at the immense pleasure.

he could call it his first time, although i’ve definitely done it before, god! i’ve practiced making love to my pillow before finding out who was in it for the bet, he thinks. the ‘done it before’ in question only involved pillows and fleshlights, however, but god, nothing compares to the real thing. nothing compares when he can feel you react to his ministrations, thighs shaking at the way your pussy sucks in his slender finger.

“such a g..good boy- ah! can you go faster for me, jaehyun?” you cover your mouth as fast as you can to muffle your moans, grinding down on a single finger that has your face scrunched up in pleasure. he obeys immediately with a flush to his cheeks, pumping his digit at a speed even you couldn’t go at yourself. you let out a gasp when he inserts a second one without warning.

“shit- fuck!” you mewl when his fingers brush up against your clit, observing that his fingers disappearing and reappearing into you makes for an extremely appealing sight. it seems that jaehyun has the same thought, using his free hand to rub his cock that’s forming a tent in his pants. it’s painful, you can tell by the furrow of his brows, but it only fuels the knot in your stomach further.

it’s so appealing that you cum on the spot in a silent scream. your hips have a mind of their own, riding out the orgasm with quickness as your mouth spews profanities and murmurs of jaehyun’s name.

your head hits the wall in a loud thunk, breath heavy from the satisfying climax.

“you did so well, baby. need my help?”

the other’s frantic nods only makes your smile widen, gesturing for him to stand up before your hands reach forward to peel off his pants and soaked briefs. you turn him around, back against your chest when your hand reaches round to wrap around his shaft.

the immediate obscene sounds fill the room, cock hard and wet with pre-cum that jaehyun quivers at the cold air on his dick and your hasty hand that’s stroking him.

jaehyun is thrashing around in your arms, tears threatening to leak from his eyes when you swipe your thumb over his tip. his cries fill your ears like music and you can feel the crystal clear sensation of his hair digging into neck as well as the juices seeping from your pussy.

“(y/n)-ssi- hah… faster please! faster, faster!” he whimpers, head thrown back onto your shoulder. he’s moving against your hand, desperate to chase his high with mouth parted open and eyes closed, he’s there, he’s there, he feels it.

and then you stop. he whines, hips moving on their own accord to feel everything, anything.

“ah, ah, no- stop that.”

you’re turning jaehyun over again, revelling in his full length that you don’t notice his crimson cheeks and messy hair. his forehead is dotted with sweat and he manages out a cute little plea that has you humming.

“are you gonna fuck me good, now, baby?” you pout, drawing a finger down his neck, to his torso and finally resting on his cock.

the shaky breath that jaehyun releases makes you smirk, twitching from the minimal pressure you’ve used. he nods a second later, licking his lips at the dryness that’s taken over them.

“hah… t-that’s it, baby. oh my god, you’re so big…” you moan when he enters you slowly, relishing in the way your soaked cunt provides some lube as the other groans into your shoulder. your bodies are pressed up together with no space in between, the heat of your pussy already causing him to move his hips needily.

“fuck me with all you got, brat,” you spit out, prompting a particularly harsh thrust that has you jerking forward with eyes shut tight.

for someone so shy, jaehyun’s thrusts hit the spot just right, reaching so deep inside of you that you’re hunched over his person. the groans he’s making out only increases your arousal, and combined with the rush of getting caught, it was almost divine how good he’s fucking you.

it’s so divine that you forget that jaehyun was freezing up under your touch earlier, that you forget you’re supposed to be edging him with your words and hands.

“am i doing good, (y/n)-ssi?” the innocence laced within his voice ignites something inside of you, nodding incoherently that you have to give a few seconds before getting your words out.

“mhm- hm- you’re fucking me so good that i can’t even talk, baby. i think that’s- f..fuck- enough proof for you- ah!”

jaehyun basically preens at the praise, burying his face into your neck with the gentleness of a feather while his hips piston in and out of you contrastingly. the squelching noises fill the room like no other, echoing in the classroom that stretches at least two stories, and you’re so tempted to let your whimpers break free, wanting to hear it in the same space that jaehyun’s fucking you in.

“(y/n)-ssi! (y/n)-ssi, oh fuck, baby-“ the pet name slips from his mouth, his movements consisted more of chasing his orgasm rather than pleasing you, but you don’t mind with the way his breaths hit your neck and your sweat mingles with his. you’re grasping onto his shoulders you hard you’re convinced you’re going to dislocate them.

“more, more, more- i want more, (y/n)-ssi,” jaehyun choked out, fisting at your nipples in between his index and thumb. you tremble at the contact, but your hands don’t show it when you brush away the hair that’s stuck to his forehead. his eyes and nose are red, drool falling from the corners of his mouth.

“you’re doing so good, angel.” he moans with the compliment, tears now fully falling as his eyes screw shut at the way you’re clenching around his cock and the way that his balls slap against your cunt lewdly.

“‘m close, (y/n)! mmhhn-!” he doesn’t get the chance to finish his sentence before he’s cumming deep in you, filling you up with his seed. you don’t miss the way his cock throbs inside of you as his cum continues to leak from his cock. in a second, jaehyun fucks the cum back into you, knowing you haven’t came for the second time.

“make me cum like a good boy, jaehyun,” you pant out, playing with your clit as his thrusts become sloppy yet again. he’s cumming again?

you get your answer when you feel another rush of white hot cum stuffed deep into your pussy, filling you to the brim while you reach your own orgasm. your lips let out little pants, while your eyes are fixated on the way jaehyun’s pupils dilate. it’s not long before he pulls out, your juices mixing with his seed which spills out like a bottle without a lid.

it flows down your thighs uncomfortably, but you swipe it up with a finger lingering at the edge of his lips. the other takes your digit with compliance, making a mess and slurping and slobbering all over. it sparks endless ideas in your mind.

“mhm… maybe next time i’ll let you suck on my cock, huh? then i’d fuck you dumb like what you just did to me. whatd’ya say?” the sheepish smile jaehyun gives is all the confirmation you need, even more determined to ruin him silly when he takes two more fingers into his mouth.

he would just have to collect that bet money a hundred times over, because you’d definitely fuck him that many times.

[recklessmark]

prove it

—enemies to lovers trope

Mark Lee x Reader

Words: 2180

Warnings: unprotected sex (be safe guys), face-cumming, oral sex, a lot of degradation, dirty talk, overstimulation, fingering, mirror sex, spanking, breeding kink, idk but it’s just mark fucking you dumb.

You tied your hair up in a high ponytail. Washing your face with some water, you look at yourself in the mirror. The thoughts of him have been wandering in your mind for eternities and you hate it.

Walking into the training room, you were expecting to be alone, to exercise and clear your mind of all distractions of Mark Lee. You clearly did not expect to see the man in question himself, your enemy to be in the room. His fists mercilessly pounding into the punching bag, he’s shirtless, skin damp and glowing. You definitely should try harder to hate Mark but he always makes thing so damn hard. Without making a noise, you swallow hard, turning around to leave when suddenly a hand slamming the door closed, a body pinning itself against your backside. You froze at your place, biting your inner cheeks when a pair of lips lands on your ear.

“You really don’t think that we can get along for at least 10 minutes?”, Mark asks, his breath hot against your skin.

“Are you repulsed by me that much?”, his hand is suddenly at your hip, “Or is it the opposite?”

“Don’t flatter yourself too much, Lee.”, you sway his hand away, turning around to face the man.

His eyes intensely stare down at you making you feel weak. You hate the fact that every time you’re facing Mark, you can’t control the way your heart beats like a piston or your hands all get sweaty. You hate the fact that Mark makes you feel, you were so heartless and this is nothing good.

“Why should you call that “flatter” when I’m the only one can make you bow down?”, he smirks cockily.

Now you’re getting somewhere. Did you say that you also hate the fact that Mark can probably see through you, you hate to admit that everything he said was right.

“Prove it.”, you surely don’t want to back off.

You raise your hands up in fists, ready for a hand to hand fight when Mark catches both of your wrists into one of his palm.

“Oh no princess, I have other ways to beat your ass. Fighting is none of that.”

You see something glinting in his eyes that you can not tell, ambition, stubbornness or is it lust? His grip on your hands is tight, forbids you to move away. Mark is now like a predator targeting its prey when he takes a step forward making you step backward until your back is against the wall mirror of the room. His hand finally lets your wrists free, but instead grabbing your neck causing you look up slightly. You squeeze your eyes shut when there’s something crashes onto your lips. Mark’s crazily kissing you, his tongue slips into your mouth, licking all over. You feel the urge to pull away but the tight grip on your neck reminds you of your vulnerable situation now. His mouth leaves your, letting you breath but not without latching his lips onto your neck. Mark licks a stripe up on your sensitive skin causing you to moan slightly, he makes sure that he leaves some marks on your exposed neck. You feel Mark then comes down to your cleavage since you’re wearing a crop top for practicing. He moves back a little bit to take your top off, unclasping your bra, throwing the clothing somewhere. You vulnerably give up when Mark attaches his mouth onto your nipple, making you cry out.

“Mark-“

“That’s it, I’ll fuck you so good that the only thing you have in your mind is my name.”, he says while moving between your nipples.

You’re feeling your legs weak when Mark push you to kneel on the floor but not before taking every fabric left on you and him off. Your face burns up at the sight of Mark’s semi-hard cock which is directing right into your face. He pumps it with his hand making you swallow hard, wanting his length to fill up you mouth. His free hand makes contact with your face, tilts your chin up slightly to look at him.

“You want it huh? You want my cock to thrust deep down your throat so that I can cum all over your face and you’re gonna lick up everything, don’t you?”

You feel embarrassed but you can’t deny you don’t like it. However you don’t want Mark to know that you’re into this so you nod instead, hoping that you can cover up your desire. But you may forgot that Mark probably can see through you, and he’s not happy with it.

He slaps your face lightly with his palm, “Words, slut.”

“Yes I want it Mark, just fuck my mouth-“

Your sentence is halfway cut when Mark suddenly thrusts his cock into your mouth, stuffing it full not even with half of his length.

“Fuck- I fucking know you’re a slut. Your mouth feels so good god-“

Mark babbling while holding your head in place, his tip hits the back of your throat every time he thrusts in. He leans down making his cock even deeper, his hand finds your wetting cunt, landing a harsh slap on it. Your moans send vibrating onto his cock, you swallow your cheek, attempting to make Mark cum.

“Fucking cockslut,” he slaps onto your clit, “Sucking my cock like it’s your last meal, gonna cum all over your face, and you’re not wasting a single drop huh?”

You dart your tongue around his sensitive tip, tasting the leaking pre-cum.

“Fuck fuck fuck- god I’m gonna cum-“

Mark quickly pulls out, there’s a string of salvia between your mouth and his tip. His hand pumping his cock as you look up as his face, stick your tongue out. The sight of you looking at him sends him over the edge as sprints of cum landing onto your face, some onto your waiting tongue and some in your opened mouth.

“Jesus you’re so hot.”

Mark finally calm down, he smirks as the sight of your face painted with his cum. His thumb collect some on your cheek, shoving it into your mouth as you suck on his fingers.

“Yes, lick it all, don’t waste a single drop.”

He pushes you to lay your back on the floor, spreading your legs wide, exposing your wetness. His thumb leave your mouth, full of your spit, circling you clit. Your body squirms at the pleasure, wanting something more.

“Ask for what you want, darling.”, his fingers collect your essence, teasing you.

“Anything Mark, I’ll take whatever you give me.”

You’re now too gone to talk properly. Mark chuckles, finally shoving two of his fingers into your core.

“I barely do anything and you’re fucked up. Who knows you’re such a slut Y/N?”

Suddenly something pops up in Mark’s mind when he sees your palm pressing against the mirror. He retracts his fingers from you causing you to whine but he quickly makes you sit up, turning you around so that you’re facing the mirror. His fingers brush your slit again but he doesn’t go inside, you squirm inside his embrace.

“Open your eyes.”

You follow his demand, opening your eyes, welcomed with the sight of you become undone under Mark’s touch. You’re a mess, completely naked, your cheeks are bright red and his hand playing with your pussy, your arousal dripping. You immediately close your eyes, embarrassed with the image of you but you feel his fingers leave your core.

“If you want my fingers inside you, watch.”

Mark whispers in your ears, his teeth nibbling your earlobe.

Trying to ease the embarrassment away, you open your eyes, watching as his fingers make their way to your pussy again. He slips two fingers in you, pumping them in and out.

“That’s right, baby. Look at the way your tight pussy all wet, sucking my fingers in.”, Mark groans, biting your shoulder.

Your hand grips his thigh as he starts moving his fingers faster, trying to keep your eyes opened.

“M-Mark, I wa-wanna cum...”, you stutter, looking into his eyes through the mirror. You know if you didn’t do it he would stop.

“Do you deserve to cum? I don’t think so but I’ll do a favor since you sucked my dick so good.”

His tongue licks the corner of your mouth, you feel his fingers going even deeper, curling against your sweet spot. His eyes didn’t leave the reflection of you in the mirror for a second, examining every expression you make. You want to close your legs as your orgasm hit you but the firm grip Mark made on your thigh prevents you from it. You eventually give up, squeezing your eyes, your head burried in the crook of his neck, you scream his name like a mantra as he fingers you through your orgasm.

Mark retracts his finger from you, manhandles you into a doggy position. His hand pulls your ponytail, yanking your head back.

“What did I say about closing your eyes?”, his other hand slaps your ass harshly, “Should I punish you?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

Another slap lands on your ass makes you bite your lips.

“No talk back. A slut like you can only do what I say, understood?”, he pulls your hair again, your back almost breaks from arching too much.

“Yes sir.”, you mutter out.

“You want my cock huh? You want my big cock in your tight dirty pussy, don’t you?”

Mark teases you with the head of his cock, sliding it against your heat, making you clench around nothing.

“Yes please, I want it so bad, I want your big hard cock in my wet pussy, fuck me.”, you shamelessly beg.

Mark chuckles, “Since you asked so nicely.”

Your mouth opens wide when Mark pushes his cock inside you deliciously. Mark has been wanting to fuck you, every time you give him that hateful look or every time you compete. That stubbornness, that ruthlessness, he wants to claim you his. And now, you’re sticking your ass up, begging him to fuck you making him regret, regret that he didn’t fuck you sooner.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Look at yourself, such a slut. All that toughness is such a perfect cover, for the fact that you’re a cockslut, my cockslut, always desperate for my big cock, isn’t it?”

Mark leans forward to whisper into your ear, holding your chin so that you’re staring at your reflection in the mirror.

“I’ll fuck you so good, do you want everyone to see you like this? Letting me fuck you however I want. Stretching out your little tight pussy. I bet everyone can fuck you, right?”

The pleasure is too much for you to notice what Mark is saying, you’re just babbling nonsense.

“Fucking answer me. Or did I fuck you dumb? Who fucks you so good like this? A slut like you will let anyone fuck you, don’t you?”

You hear Mark growls into your ear, you clench your walls around his cock.

“You Mark, you fuck me dumb. Only you can fuck me, I’m yours, all yours.”

Satisfied with your answer, Mark pounding into your faster, his cock hits your sensitive spot.

“Fuck Mark-, too much...”, you stare in the mirror as Mark thrusting into you.

His thumb comes find your clit, rubbing circular figure on it, increasing the pleasure on you. His lips leave wet kisses on your neck and your shoulders.

“I-I’m gonna cum, fuck, M-Mark!”

You cry out, feeling a knot tightens in your belly.

“Yes! Fucking scream my name so that everyone can hear you. Look at yourself when you cum, look at me thrusting my cock into your cunt. Fucking cum baby, cum for me, cum all over my cock!”

All that words of Mark send you into oblivion as you reach your climax. Mark didn’t even slow down, his thrusts become sloppy as you feel the overstimulation.

“I can’t- Mark! Too fast- god...”

“I’m gonna cum in your dirty pussy. Filling you up with my cum, putting my baby inside you. You’re gonna bring my child, yeah, I’m gonna make you fucking pregnant.”

His breath hot on your skin, the sound of your skin slapping echoing around the room, giving you another orgasm.

“God I wan-wanna cum Mark! I’m gonna- gonna cum-“, you stutter.

“Yeah, cum baby, cum again for me. Fuck yeah- god I’m cumming-“

You cry out as the second orgasm hits you, blowing your mind away. With a few more thrusts, Mark reaches his climax, filling his seed inside you.

“You’re not wasting a drop of my cum, you will be pregnant with my child, yeah?”

Mark pulls out as he calm down from his orgasm. His fingers trace on your slit, pushing his leaking cum inside you again, making you whine.

“I win, princess.”, Mark kisses you sweetly.

©️  DREAMYKRAM. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

[divinerulerluvr]

Kinks I Think the Evan Characters Would Have

Requested by an anon.

Kinks, how they are, things they enjoy, all that fun stuff

Warnings - smut themes (did you read the title?), harsher kinks so read at your own risk, my horny friends ;)

Tate Langdon

Definitely a sub i don't care

Likes to have to beg

Likes to be tortured or overstimulated

Wants the romance of sex

Doesn't care for quickies

Would probably play music or dim the lights

Real theatrical

Loves slow kissing and the leading up to sex where it's tender kissing and touching

Wouldn't mind taking control but doesn't prefer it.

Kit Walker

Loves sweet and slow sex

He wants to see you become a mess under him

Loves knowing he made you fall apart

Really good in bed

Has a thing for worship i just know it

Kissing all of your body before doing the actual sex

I feel like he'd be up for public sex

Cares about your pleasure more than his totally

Also kinda think he'd be a soft dom in general not just in bed

I'm talking about wanting you to ask permission for things before you do them

Kyle Spencer (Pre-Death)

Really considerate of your pleasure

Always wants to make sure you're feeling amazing

Likes hand stuff

Hand stuff anywhere

Likes seeing you try and keep it together while he fingers you under the table at restaurants

Says soft praises

Examples; "There's my good girl", "I'm so proud of you", "You look so pretty right now, baby"

But also really fucking loves getting head

Sorry

Jimmy Darling

I feel like he's relatively vanilla

Knows how to finger you because of his extensive experience

Gets oddly turned on by the idea of someone walking in on you two fucking

Hard to explain that one

Doesn't have any "weird" kinks

Says sex isn't a big deal

Also loves loves loves getting head

Cums easily

Totally down with tying you up and edging you for hours

James Patrick March

Where do i start

Blood kink, knife kink, gun kink

Any kink that is dangerous or threatens death, he loves

Ties you up while you're sleeping so that you'll wake up scared and he can see that look of fear on your face

He. Is. A. Sadist.

Loves hearing you whimper and scream his name

Has a thing for edging too

This son of a bitch has a Sir kink

The rule is you have to call him 'Sir' if you want anything

Uses and abuses your body constantly

Doesn't mind quickies

Bend you over anything, anywhere, any time

Punishments are a must if you misbehave

That goddamn cane he holds all the time, his belt, his hand

All instruments of his torture

But it's James so you love it

Kai Anderson

This is a kinky motherfucker

Just like James, he loves the risk of death

Power play is a must

He loves having you defenseless

Very into public sex

Will force you to wear provocative and revealing outfits without a bra or panties on.

Says its easier access for him

Also adores hearing you moan and scream out

Very much he's the predator and you're the prey situation during sex

Will overstimulate until you're crying

c r y i n g k i n k

Loves putting you in pain

Teasing is a must

He needs you writhing and begging before he'll do anything

Loves hearing you beg

Is very good at aftercare, though

Helps you with anything you need and would hold you affectionately

Warren Lipka

Super sweet

Puts you before anything else

Can get very rough if you want

I feel like he's a very angry person in general so he'd probably fuck his frustrations out on you.

He's very aware of how much he affects you

Will tease you without even knowing it

Rather it's a suggestive finger movement or slowly licking his lips

The sex is hot and sloppy

Not porno pretty at all but he is so fucking good

You two fuck like starved animals and he fucking ravages you

Down for literally anything as long as you ask nicely

But always needs to stay in control

Makes him feel good knowing he had so much power over you

[gibbyisbatman]

Mark Of A Lover

Bucky BarnesXFem!Reader

18+

Warnings: Smut, slight daddy kink, biting, marking, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, unprotected sex(wrap your tool before you get to work)

Odaxelagnia. The sexual arousal of biting or being bitten.

Though not directly related to marking, the aftermath of Odaxelagnia often borders the act of marking with the intent of leaving visible bruising for others to see.

Marking in any form is a show of dominance and possession of the person(s) that wear the epidermal discoloration.

The room stands silent aside from the heavy breathing and soft sighs of pleasure that echoed through. The television retained a soft glow from being on for such a long amount of time, but no sound rang out from its large speakers. The figures on the screen playing out their inevitable end in silence and no real attention being thrown their way. My sole focus was right in front of me, grabbing and nibbling at all the flesh he possibly could. The touches become more needy and insistent as the seconds ticked past.

Bucky roughly grips my hips, thumbs digging harshly into the soft skin which pushes a groan from past my swollen lips. My body is quickly tugged up and on top of Bucky’s frame, allowing for me to grind my lower half down onto the solid thighs that rested beneath me and to kiss back with a newfound level of intensity. I pull away from the messy kiss in dire need of oxygen to fill my lungs. As I shift back thinking that Bucky would do the same or even suck and kiss at my jaw, but instead I am met with something that sends a surge of intense arousal coursing through my veins. Bucky’s pearly white teeth tug sharply at my bottom lip making my panties flood almost enough to soak through the thin fabric of my shorts. My mind screams at the new stimulation.

His eyes stare deeply into my own, reflecting the intense want that is buried in the depths of his being and are threatening to burst forth. A slight look of shock was etched onto his features, almost questioning in a matter of speaking. Confusion clouded my thoughts in the blink of an eye as I tried to rake my brain for the reasoning behind the look on my boyfriend's face. Before I could present my question, he quips with a cocky smirk. "You like that baby? You've never acted that way before."

A shiver runs up my spine, shaking me with a jolt at every vertebrae, knowing that my reaction to being bit was so clear. While taking my bottom lip between my own teeth I nod with feign innocence. Bucky doesn't buy into my small act for a single second, his eyes darken with a quickness before he attaches his hot mouth to my pale flesh once again drawing out a breathy moan from me.

Every sharp nip and suckle performed by Bucky’s mouth was like reaching a new standing of heaven, and he was barely stimulating the rest of my body. My hips stutter and start to grind down with more of a purpose, and that purpose being friction on my thrumming clitoris.

My boyfriend's large hands reach up my body and with a rough motion, my shirt is ripped down the center and my supple breasts are freed from the confines of their lacy bra. The cold of the room pricks my skin with millions of little goosebumps, as well as make my nipples shrink into impossibly hard, little peaks. A growl vibrates in Bucky’s chest, making me quiver with anticipation. "Buck, please stop teasing. I need you, baby!" I cry out, knowing that my tone borders on sounding pitiful, but at this point I didn't care.

"As much as I really want to push you to the edge over and over again, you know I can't deny you when you sound so needy and pathetic for me. You want my cock, Y/N?" Bucky chuckled darkly, running his hands over the surface of my smooth thighs but never right were I needed him most. He flips me over onto my back and makes quick work of removing his clothes while I shimmy out of mine. Bucky stays in place for a few moments almost as if he is trying to regain his composure before he climbs over to take place between my spread legs.

He stares down at me like a predator about to attack their prey and turns me on far more than I care to admit. I shift my hip upwards trying to gain some sort of much needed friction for the both of us. My own arousal flooded my senses to such an extent that I didn't seem to notice that Bucky’s thick length was as hard as the day is long and was weeping droplets of pre-cum.

My dainty hand slips between our hot bodies to grip the throbbing length, but Bucky grabs it and pins it above my head. "I didn't say you could touch me, Y/N. Just because you are a soaked mess doesn't mean you get to ignore the rules, princess." His voice husky and rings so clearly in my ear. I mumble an apology and feel him line up the engorged head of his member at my gushing entrance.

Profanities mix and fall from my lips in frustration. Bucky circles the tip around my dripping hole and pushing in for a split second just to pull out and flick against my swollen, pink bud. He was teasing as long as he possibly could, he wanted to hear me beg for his cock, to fuck me into oblivion and that's exactly what I will do. "Fuck! Please stop teasing! Fuck me daddy!" I whined in need.

Nothing was said, but Bucky’s movements told the whole story. He lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist while offering quick nips at my sensitive nipples causing be to jolt up into his towering frame. His lips latched on to my neck in a messy, wet kiss as he lined his girth up properly. In one swift motion, Bucky’s teeth bit harshly into the tender skin as he rammed his cock into my velvety folds. A loud scream echoed through the walls of our home, letting anyone who dared to listen know the immense pleasure that was being given to me.

There was no adjustment period or even the slightest pause. Bucky’s hips immediately shot forward already setting a fast pace that knocks the air out of me. "Uh fuck! So good! Yes!!" The words tumble from my lips in a rush, not really coming together to make much sense but they encourage Bucky none the less. The coil in my belly grows tighter and hotter with ever thrust, throwing me closer and closer to my first orgasm faster than a freight train. The second Bucky’s cock nudges deep at my g-spot and he chomps down on my collarbone the coil snapped and I gushed around the thick cock slamming into me.

There was no time to even think about recovering. The stimulation was too great and soon I was barreling towards another white-hot orgasm. The sound of Bucky’s pants and groans only spurred me on along with the telling sign of his sputtering thrusts. I could feel every vein and ridge of his member as my pussy clamped down tightly, making it hard for him to continue his strokes.

Several messy thrusts later, Bucky buried his manhood as deep as he possibly could and bares his teeth down onto the top of my left breast. My back arches up off of the bed in a manner that doesn't seem quite human as I cum again, triggering my boyfriend's end too. Stream after stream of thick, white cum paints my walls and soothes the ache that has already started to form.

Bucky and I both wince slightly when he pulls his softening length out. He pulls back the duvet covers to slip me under them. We lay in comfortable silence for quite a few minutes recovering from the mind-blowing experience we both had. I spoke up first with a bubbly, giggle to my tone. "So I guess it turns out we both like biting." The man next to me couldn't help but let out a loud laugh. "I guess we do. And don't even think about trying to cover up those marks either. I want everyone to see them." His voice showing his clear pride and seriousness. "Yes sir"

[kpopyourcherryy]

Shamelessly Dominant - (M)

Genre; It’s Smut my dudes *screeches*

Length; 2,700+

Kink(s); exhibitionism/voyeurism, impact play, degradation, agression, sexual sadism, etc. 

Everyone on the outside of your relationship with Youngjae saw him as the softest, most submissive person ever- God were they wrong. He had them so clueless to the person he really was, the side of him he trusted only you to bear witness to. 

The two of you sat across from each other- him on the faux suede loveseat, you on the couch sandwiched between Mark and Jaebum.  “So what are we gonna do tonight?” Bambam asked, “It’s the first real night off we’ve had in fucking forever.” 

Yugyeom immediately agreed with his friend, “Yeah- Let’s go do something, like a cafe or club- even just going out to eat.” He began, pulling out his phone. “I don’t want to be cooped up here.” 

“Well,” You began, leaning your head on Mark’s shoulder as he hand ran through your hair. You could already feel Youngjae’s jealous gaze burning holes into you, but you continued. He was protective of what was his, especially when it came to his Hyungs and the way they acted around you. “We could go clubbing. I mean- we haven’t done that in forever.” 

Mark’s eyes fell from the maknaes and onto you, his fingers continued stroking your hair- the pads of his fingertips slightly massaging your scalp.  “That sounds like it could be fun.” He chuckled, smiling down at you. “I think the last time we went clubbing was when we- well, Youngjae- met you.” 

Youngjae licked his lips as his breathing became heavier with each passing second.  “Sound’s fun, but I- we need to go to the studio tonight, remember babe?” He asked, hoping you would catch the subtle disapproving hints behind his words. 

Despite being able to hear the warning bells in your head the second you heard his understated discontent, you decided against your better judgment and gave him a playful eye roll. You were really about to dig yourself a grave, weren’t you? 

“So?” You added, innocently shrugging as your eyes locked with his. Not only did you tread on with your bratty antics, you ended up throwing in a bit of flirtatiousness in the mix as your snaked your arm around Mark’s; scooting closer to him as you kept your eyes locked with his. “That doesn’t mean I can’t go out with them? You can go to the studio and I can go hang out with them, I’ll just meet you at home afterward. You can do what you want, but I’m going to do what I want, too.”  

Youngjae ran his index finger along his jawline, breaking eye contact with you as he shook his head in disapproval.  “Baby, you sure about that?” He asked, his eyes slowly moving up your shapely legs before shooting you a cold glare. 

To your surprise, everyone was nearly quiet until then- something about seeing Youngjae’s sudden change in personality had them damn near speechless.  “Yah- Youngjae.” Jaebum suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence while unintentionally resting his hand on your knee. “Stop acting weird, just let Y/n come out with us- we’ll take good care of her.” 

Something about the tone Jaebum’s words were laced with irked him. He wasn’t always the jealous type, but he was protective- and he despised the thought of you being surrounded by a bunch of drunk guys, even if they were his friends. “Look, I don’t like the thought of my girlfriend being around a bunch of drunk guys. Is that so awful of me?” He asked, putting emphasis on the word that indicated his ownership over you as his eyes shot down to his friend's hand touching you. 

Jackson scoffed, “Dude, we’re your friends- her friends.” He began, showing his obvious distaste for his friend’s behavior. “We wouldn’t let anything happen to her. Drunk or sober.” 

“See!” You immediately exclaimed, the other’s responses only seemed to entice your bratty outbursts. “I’m going out tonight and that’s that, I’ll be back early and will just meet you at home.” 

And that’s that. “Is that so, babygirl?” Youngjae rumbled, his hands now gripping the chair’s arms. “And that’s that?”  

Just watching his behavior tense as aggression brimmed inside him caused your stubborn behavior to still for a moment before it bubbled back up once again.  Immediately, you sat up- firmly crossing your arms over your chest as you stared him down. “Yes- That’s that.” You huffed, preparing yourself to quickly rise and run to the bedroom just to allow yourself some time to soak in just how deep a gave you dug before you had to face the consequences, but before you even had the chance your boyfriend was already out of his seat. 

“Do they make you feel tough, babygirl? Do my friends make you forget who you belong to?” He snarled, his eyes moving over each of the wide-eyed men that basically surrounded the two of you. An impish scoff left him as his stare rested on you once again, “Do you really think I won’t punish you in front of them?” 

You couldn’t help but shake your head as you timidly inched away from his friend; silently watching his hazy aura turn red hot.  Bambam instantly cut through the silence, thinking his Hyung’s newly dominant behavior was nothing but a practical joke. “Hyung, stop the act already.” He nervously chuckled, running his hand through his messily slicked back hair. “You know you wouldn’t do a thing, so just stop already.”

Jinyoung instantly cracked a smile, nodding in agreement, “Very true, I mean you nearly cried watching that horror movie the other day.” 

God were they clueless... Your boyfriend’s usually sunshiney personality was the one he preferred to show everyone else, no one truly knew him as you did because just as most things do- he also had a side of him that was such a contrast to the one he portrayed. He was loving in a way no one but the two of you would be able to understand; giving you rules to abide by, rewarding or punishing you depending on your behavior. He gave you the sense of control in your life that you craved like no other, but despite your adoration for the freedom you felt as his submissive- you adored challenging him, disobeying, just as much. 

“Do you?” Youngjae growled, quickly closing whatever space remained between the two of you- completely ignoring his members teasing. You just sat there, your mouth opening slightly as you attempted to speak only to find your words caught in your throat- Youngjae, of course, didn’t appreciate your sudden silence. 

His hand immediately shot up, gripping a fistful of your hair- keeping your gaze up at him as he towered over you.  The aggressive act had everyone breathless- especially you. Not once did you ever think he’d allow this side of him, but here he was doing the unthinkable. 

“I- I..” You mousily stuttered, wincing as your hesitation had him tightening the hold in your hair. 

Tilting his head slightly, Youngjae scoffed as a half grin sprawled across his face. “What?” He retorted, “Where’s the big, tough girl you were just putting on, kitten?” 

Neither of the boys beside you seemed to have the courage to stop him- nor could the others continue their mocking.  Your doe-like gaze stayed glued to his face- his cold, agitated expression was such a contrast compared to his angelic features. 

Turning to his friends, he shot them a dagger-like stare, “What?” He scowled, “Now y’all don’t have a damn thing to say, either?” His voice was saturated with venom. “Fucking pussies...” He growled, turning his attention back to you.  With one hand still tightly wound in your hair, the other shot up- roughly gripping your jaw. His fingertips bruisingly dug into your cheeks, “Now, what are the punishments for disobedience and flirtatiousness, little one?” 

If it weren’t for his firm grip keeping your gaze up towards him, you would’ve mousily hung your head. A small whimper escaped you as he shook your head slightly, “Daddy, I- I’m sorry..” You whined, completely brushing off his question. “I was just joking, I wasn’t serious. I swe-” 

Smack! 

The sound of the impact against your cheek rung throughout the room, followed by your pained gasp, only seemed to entice the voyeuristic predator inside him. “I didn’t ask for your pathetic little apologies, now did I, princess?” He retorted, “Now, I’ll ask you one more time- and if you even attempt to ignore my question one more time, you’ll get it a lot worse than what you already are. Understood?” 

With teary eyes, you nodded, “Ye-Yes, Sir,” You added, ignoring the stares your response earned you. “I understand.” 

A small, prideful smirk appeared on his face- he couldn’t help but relish the looks that painted on his friend’s faces. Luckily, this was only the beginning. “Ahh there’s my good girl,” He subtly teased while gently running the pad of his thumb across the reddening area. “Tell me, baby, what are the punishments for disobedience and flirtatiousness?” 

“The punishment for disobedience is hard spankings, no gentleness-” You began, “-and I have to count each one out until you decided when you want to stop.” 

His smirk slowly sprawled out into a devilish smile, “Good girl,” He smoothly cooed, giving you a taste of his gentle nature as you recited your penance, just as he taught you. “And what disciplinary action did we have set in place for flirtation?”

Just the sheer thought of your punishment ahead had you shaken to the core. Not once had you ever had to endure the full thing, just little tastes of it here and there. You could clearly remember how overwhelmed and hypersensitive your body was, how much your legs shook each time he brought you closer to the edge before dragging you back to square one once or twice before finally allowing you to come undone. 

Anxiously gulping, you began to reply, “Or-Orgasm...” You stuttered as your nerves seemed to bunch up just saying it. “Orgasm denial. If I were to ever flirt with someone, you would deny me every time I need to climax-” Your words seemed caught in your throat as your expression couldn’t hide your anxiety,”-until I cried and begged for forgiveness.” 

Happily, Youngjae chuckled- impishly smirking at the sheer thought of how pretty you would look shedding tears while broken pleas left your mouth, but of course, your first punishment would build up to it.  Roughly, he released his grip on your hair then your face, making his way back to his seat. “Come.” He sharply commanded, motioning you over to him. “Crawl to Daddy, kitten.” 

His song-like order clouded your mind, making it feel as if the two of you were the only ones around despite the glued gazes of his friends.  Gracefully, you sunk down from the couch onto all fours- making the small journey over to him, now sitting patiently at his feet. 

Reaching down, Youngjae sweetly combed his fingers through your hair, grazing your reddened cheek before wrapping his fingers around your leather collar- tightly gripping it as he yanked you up from all four onto your knees.  “Bend over my lap.” He hummed, keeping his face just inches from yours. “It’s time for your first punishment of the night.” 

You hesitantly nodded as a mousy whimper left you as he let you ago, his burning gaze carefully following every movement you made as you rose. 

“Is- Is this seriously happening right now?” Mark suddenly said, breaking the unspoken vow of silence the boys seemed to carry on for a while. No one replied though as they watched your bend over their friend’s lap.

Just as Jackson opened his mouth to speak, the loud slap his friend’s hand made against your bare flesh as the other held up your skirt while firmly resting it on your lower back instantly interrupted him.

“Ahhh!” You whimpered, already squirming as he roughly teased the area.

“Count.” He coldly demanded, smacking the same area once again as a silent warning- relishing the small, pained cry that left you. “Or else I’ll make sure you can’t sit properly for weeks, kitten.”

“Ahh, ok- okay Daddy.” You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as you mentally prepped yourself for the next one. “One.” 

Without hesitation, Youngjae continued. SMACK!

“T-Two!” You whined, gripping the material of his jeans. 

SMACK! 

“Three!” 

SMACK!

“Fu- Fuck..” You whined as tears started to swell in your waterline his hits became more heavy handed with each one. “Four!” 

“Mhmm,” Youngjae purred, massaging the afflicted area as it became bright red with specks of a blue hue peaking through as your skin proved just how easy it could bruise. “You’re already bruising up, baby.” He scoffed, turning his gaze up to his friends- a bright smug look in his eyes. “So, I’ve already gone through four-” He said, delightment lacing his voice. “How many more should I inflict on my baby?”

His friends exchanged confused looks.  “Wh- What do you mean?” Yugyeom softly asked, his cheeks flushed a soft rosy hue while trying his absolute hardest not to make eye contact with you. 

Youngjae chuckled before repeating himself, “How many more spankings do you think my little slut should take?” His harsh tone emphasized his demeaning petname for you. 

You couldn’t help the warmth that flooded your core or the feeling of wetness that soaked through your panties. Your mind replayed the petname once more, “Mhmm~~” You involuntarily whined, pressing your thighs together while your head rested against the arm of the seat. 

Your sweet croon immediately caught your boyfriend’s attention. His eyes and attention peeled away from his friends, “Such a naughty little thing..” He teasingly hummed, lightly trailing his fingertips down your spine then stopping just as he reached your reddened bum. “Is my little slut getting all hot and bothered?”  As you immediately nodded, you could hear soft unison hisses coming from your little audience as Youngjae’s hand inched further down. “I bet you’re just soaked, huh darling?” He sharply asked, using his free hand to grab a fistful of your hair as he turned your head just enough to watch as your face contorted with need the closer he came to your heat. “I wonder..” He drawled out, ghosting his fingers over your core, “..how quick I could make you cum, you seem to like having an audience- but too bad, disobedient sluts don’t deserve to have their release..” 

SMACK! 

The unexpected swat hit your cunt and thighs, the impact sent a whirlwind of pain laced lust darting through you.  “Five! Ahh~” You immediately mewled, tightly grasping the material of his jeans as you prepared for another. 

Youngjae groped the area, lightly tapping the sore spot with his fingertips as a predatory hiss escaped him.  “So, I’ll ask again-” He said, turning his gaze to his friends. “How much more should my pet endure?” 

No one seemed to have the ability to even respond as their minds were so conflicted and their arousals grew from the sin they were witnessing.  “Answer-” Youngjae demanded, his tone icy as he spoke, “Answer and I just might reward you.” 

“Reward?” Mark repeated, his curiosity taking over as he kept his gaze on you; his hardened length twitched in his pants while his mind imagined how pretty you’d look all fucked out. 

Smirking, your boyfriend’s hand crawled up your back before harshly gripping your hair; yanking your head up so your heavy-lidded gaze met his friend’s.  “If you give me an answer I like, maybe- just maybe- I’ll feel gracious enough to allow you to play with my princess a little once I’m through with her.” His gaze moved to the others as his little offer peaked their interests. 

Jinyoung grinned, the sadistic side of his mind switched on immediately. “How about you stop the spankings and start with the orgasm denial?” He asked, running his fingertips along his jaw while his stare moved over your form. “I think she gets off on being hit a little too much-” He explained, a devilish smile still sprawled across his face as he tilted his head slightly, “Denying her want she craves would be the only way to imprint on her.” 

“Well, aren’t you smart, Hyung?” Youngjae smugly asked, his rhetorical question drew out one of his malicious little chuckles as he dragged his fingers along your clothed slit- listening to the needy purrs that escaped you as you instinctively bucked your hips back towards them. “She is a needy little thing after all. Taking away her release will be so satisfying..” 

“What do you say, slut, why don’t we get your real punishment started?” 

To Be Continued~

[jinjikook]

36″ x 48″ (M)

word count: 3.6k

genre: smut; idol!verse

pairing: reader/taehyung

warning(s)/kink(s): intercrural sex (thigh fucking) + dirty talk + come play + size kink (?)

a/n: the title is a joke about canvas size, that of which is a large size for one lmao

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You always thought it’d be Namjoon, maybe Yoongi. Possibly even the golden maknae, Jeongguk.

You never expected it to be Kim Taehyung. Your boyfriend, to be exact.

“Are you kidding me? That’s supposed to fit in me?!” You stared incredulously at your boyfriend, stark naked and almost completely hard under your gaze.

Despite the fact that you two have been dating for a little over a couple of months, you never had time to get intimate. At least, not properly. Phone calls and video chats were your best friends, being the most stable source of both communication and intimacy you two could manage under Taehyung’s hectic idol life.

That being said, you never really knew just how big his not-so-little friend downstairs was. Pictures were unreliable, since dick pics are always angled to make the person look more endowed, though you sort of wonder why you never made the connection based on how small it made his hands look in comparison. Clearly your mind was on other aspects of the photo.

Taehyung scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, as if he wasn't as bare as the day he’d been born at the moment. “I know babe, it’s intimidating…”

“Damn right it is! You’ll tear me in half! You’ll break me! You’ll—”

“We don't have to, if you don’t want.”

You stopped freaking out for a moment, realizing that you were acting pretty selfish and childish. After all, Taehyung’s feelings matter just as much as your own, he should be able to voice them without you going all diva on him.

“No Tae… I’m sorry. I shouldn't have acted like that, it’s just—I’m scared. I always pictured us finally getting to this point but I clearly didn't think about this part very well.”

Taehyung chuckled and his warm palm made contact with your thigh, rubbing gently there to remind you of how human he truly is. He's not just some celebrity on the TV or another idol on the radio, he’s much more to you than that.

“Baby, really. It’s alright, maybe one day we can try but it doesn't have to be today. We’d have to plan a field day to prep you, though that sounds like a good time to me.” He wiggled his eyebrows and you giggled, giving him a playful smack as you straightened up and sat against the headboard of his bed. “Trust me, even toys have trouble fitting me. I just really want you to enjoy it as much as I definitely will and the last thing I want is to hurt you.”

Taehyung’s deep brown eyes softened as he looked over your visage, his palm coming up from your thigh to stroke lovingly at your cheek. His thumb paused at the swell of your bottom lip, lightly applying pressure there.

“Do you want…?” You murmured against his digit, swiping your tongue over it after you spoke. Taehyung’s eyes visibly darkened and his breath caught in his throat, a low rumble appearing as he nodded slowly.

You took the message loud and clear, sitting forward and dragging Taehyung into a deep kiss, the feeling of his lips on yours making you whimper. You were only clad in your underwear and bra, something quickly remedied as Taehyung undressed you hastily; his hands running hotter than before.

Peppering kisses down his jawline, you focused on how his Adam’s apple bobbed with every kiss, reaching forward to suckle lightly there.

Taehyung groaned, his hand a warning on your shoulder as he pushed gently, “No marks…” he mumbled, his voice clearly showing how affected he was from all the foreplay. You nodded to show you’d heard as you continued down until you reached his chest, slightly defined pecs tensing as your tongue trailed in between. Taking a moment, you toyed with his nipple on the right while your mouth began to latch onto his left, suckling lightly and passing your tongue several times over the hardening nub. He whined, low in his throat, as you placed his teat between your front teeth and tugged, the unmistakable pulse of Taehyung’s hips making you giggle around him.

“Please, I need you baby,” Taehyung’s low voice made you throb with want as well, but you knew this situation wasn’t typical so you had to put aside your needs for that of your loving boyfriend. Trailing kisses down from his chest, you put a little more pressure right under his navel; on the tummy you constantly told him you loved.

He hissed as you neared his now achingly hard cock, the tip oozing with slick as it jerked with newfound blood flow. Still kissing his stomach, you wrap your hand around his girth, trying your best to hold it all in your grip.

A difficult feat indeed.

“You know,” Taehyung began to speak, breathless but still capable of running his mouth, even now of all times. “Most guys would kill for a big dick, always wanting more or saying they have something like this. But it’s really a burden; to have to give up even the simple pleasure of fucking someone like normal.” You hummed as you brought your mouth to lick a fat stripe underneath Taehyung’s length, the muscle twitching as your wet muscle came into contact with the hot skin. Hips jerking forward slightly, you used your other hand to keep him still as he continued to talk.

His voice came out more strained than before, clearly affected by your ministrations. “Most guys can just finger their girl for a little bit, one or two digits and they’re ready to go. Or like in movies, where they just… dive in; unprepared. I'll never know that simple luxury, to want you so bad to the point where we have a quickie in the bathroom.” Kissing up and down his cock, you look up and see Taehyung looking down at you, a mixture of love and lust swimming in his burnt irises as he ran his hands through your hair.

“One day Tae, I promise.” You whispered against his length, pumping it a few times and running the pads of your fingers over the beads of pre come trickling out. He cutely smiled his boxy grin and took one of his hands that was in your hair to hold out his fist, pinkie finger extended.

“Pinky swear?” He giggled and you couldn’t help yourself from laughing with him, loving just how silly and quirky and sentimental your wonderful boyfriend was. Lacing your pinkies together, you smiled once more before focusing on loosening your jaw as you took the leaking head into your mouth. Taehyung’s head rolled back, from what you saw from your slightly impaired vision.

He groaned, low in his throat, as you began suckling around the head, the swollen member already taking up a serious amount of room in your mouth. You tried to relax your jaw as you dipped further in, pulling out just a moment later to catch your breath.

No amount of blowjobs in your past life would’ve prepared you for this moment. Steeling yourself, you swooped in for a second time, licking your lips in anticipation for how much saliva you’ll actually need to properly coat Taehyung’s cock.

As you took in more of his length, you continued to languidly pump at what you were sure you couldn’t even dream of reaching, Taehyung’s hands constantly keeping your hair out of your eyes and face.

“God, angel do you have any idea what you do to me?” You moaned around his length, his habit of dirty talk coming around just to make you suffer a little more. You clenched your thighs and hoped he wouldn’t notice. “Dear, open up those pretty legs for me. I wanna see just how wet you get for me.”

Of course you wouldn’t catch a break; this was Taehyung after all.

Obeying his command, you pull off him to look up and find his eyes dead set on you, his bottom lip snug in between his teeth. He released the pink muscle and gripped your chin, making sure you were giving him your full attention.

“As much as I’d love to fuck that pretty throat of yours raw, I unfortunately can’t do that. So, do me a favor?” He rubs his thumb lovingly over your now plumper bottom lip, a very similar fashion to how he had done beforehand; when he enticed you to suck him off initially.

“Anything.” Your voice was surprisingly stable, though albeit a little dry from the lack of spit since you had slathered it all on his cock instead.

“On your back, legs straight up.” Taehyung’s commanding tone made you even wetter as you spared no time in getting in the position he wanted you in.

He praised you for your speed, placing a few strategic kisses of his own along your thighs, his breath whispering across where you needed him most.

Bur instead of drawing nearer, he kneeled on the bed right behind your legs, taking both of them and putting them on one shoulder. You watched confused as he settled, before he pushed his hand in between your loins and you felt the barest brush of his digits in between your folds.

You whimpered at the ghost sensation, Taehyung chuckling lowly at your instant response.

“Eager, aren’t we?” He rasped, his voice a smooth velvet against your body as he kissed the back of your calf. You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped your lips, wanting more than the teasing and tantalizing faint touches that barely gave you the tingles of pleasure you so desperately wanted. “I’ll take care of you baby, just you wait.” He chuckled and for a moment it felt like he was predator and you were prey. But this was your boyfriend, whom you cared for so much, and you knew he wouldn’t hurt a hair on your head.

Not unless you wanted it.

His digits finally reached where you needed him most, his fingers stroking your glistening folds. Throwing your head back against the plush pillows underneath, you moaned while he continued to apply pressure against your core. He dove his fingers inside you, two making their way past your tight walls to stretch you.

“Tae, baby, what’re you doing?” You gasped out, struggling to keep your voice steady as his fingers grazed the nerves inside you. He continued to pump inside and out, thumb pushing against your clit to drive you mad.

“Don’t worry my dear, I’m just giving you a little something since I can’t actually give you myself.” His eyes dropped from your own to stare at his own fingers disappearing inside you, his lip snug between his teeth once more as he tried to stave himself off. When he touched a particularly sensitive spot, you jerked and arched your back, unable to keep from keening from pleasure. “Fuck—baby you look so good, that’s my girl.” He curled his fingers and made you squirm even more, now endlessly barraging you with his skilled digits.

“I just need to… just trust me, okay baby?” He rasped, his breath coming out far more labored now as his eyes trailed lower, fixed on himself now as he pulled his fingers from inside you. You watched, confused and frustrated at the lack of contact now that Taehyung had stopped his fingers from fucking you just right. Eyebrows furrowed, you were about to open you mouth to protest when suddenly Taehyung’s length brushed the insides of your thighs, the head gently grazing over your core.

You tried to stop the pulse of your hips but instinct took over at the idea of his cock so close to where you needed him the most, your desires clouding your logic even after you saw what a monster he was packing.

“Baby, no no no—that’s not what we’re doing, you know that.” Taehyung chuckled, loving just how eager you were but he knew he had to stay well in control, lest he wanted to hurt you. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, he took both of your legs that were thrown over one shoulder and brought them as close together as possible, crushing his cock flush between the meat of your thighs. He was snug there, the throbbing heat of his member just barely ghosting over your own desire.

“Just gonna stay here, don’t worry.” He mumbled, your heart nearly drowning him out completely as it pounded in your ears. You didn’t realize when it began to beat so intensely but you think it’s because your mind knew better and worried about Taehyung potentially going to enter you with minimal prep in terms of his size.

Lost in your own world for a few moments, you hadn’t noticed that Taehyung uncapped the lube he brought onto the bed when he showed off his size, knowing he’d need it for something—sooner or later.

He slathered the head of his cock with the slick, a few experimental pumps of his hips had the fluid spreading and slipping between your thighs, successfully giving him a path to glide effortlessly through over and over again. Taehyung growled at the sweet pressure of your thighs around him coupled with the delicious slippery skin that let him fuck your thighs without abandon.

Leaning forward on his palms, he framed your face and kept your legs on his shoulder, leading you to be bent in half from his position. You had said he’d break you in half, though this wasn’t exactly how you’d pictured it. His breaths were puffing over your face and against your cheek, the hot air reminding you just how close your faces were and how easy it’d be to drag your mouth over his and greedily suck at his sinful tongue.

His mouth had a mind of it’s own whenever he was close to coming. You’d heard it plenty of times whenever you’d sneak in a quick session of hurried phone sex, hushed filthy whispers and moans in the dead of night or in broadcast station restrooms.

“Shit yeah, that’s my fucking girl—you feel so good, haven’t felt anything this hot and tight around my cock in ages. So wet for me baby girl, such a good girl for me always. Letting me fuck your thighs just right, would you let me have a taste of you afterwards?” You nodded fervently, unable to formulate words as you bit your tongue as hard as you could, knowing that the members could be back any minute now from whatever restaurant Tae had ushered them off to so you could have a night with him. He chuckled, his grin something nasty as he pictured how good you’re going to look with his head between your legs, right where his cock was right now.

His thrust were rough, hard enough to smack every time his hips came in contact with the backs of your thighs. It was filthy and loud and you couldn’t hold back your noises of pleasure any longer, just the depraved thought of Tae fucking your thighs senseless alone able to bring you closer to your high. He brought one hand down from framing your face to grace along your clit, making you whimper high at the sudden contact. You needed more, trying to convey that with the garbled speak you managed with your pleasure swollen tongue.

“Shhhh, I’ve got you baby girl.” Taehyung’s sweet baritone floated to your ears before he straightened up, putting distance between your faces as he grabbed your legs and fucked with all of his energy into the gap that was tightening around his head with every taught quiver that coursed through your body. He groaned and the lascivious squelch of lube as he pushed your thighs tighter around him only spurred him on more, his hips moving erratically as Taehyung began to lose rhythm. “Baby—Fuck, I’m gonna come. Where can I…?” He trailed off, his panting growing louder as he slowed his hips to roll languidly into the heat between your legs.

“On me, please.” You were breathless, almost completely incapable of voicing your desires at this point but it was audible enough to your boyfriend, his small nod acknowledging that he’d heard and he was planning on pulling through with that plan of action very soon.

Pulling out from between your thighs, Taehyung pushed apart your legs to open up your torso to him, giving him full access and a blank canvas to release on. He came in spurts, the thick, heavy cream landing over your navel and just shy of the top of your core. Globs coated your stomach, a picture of naughty and filthy and everything in between. Taehyung was clearly very proud of his work, smiling his dirty smirk once more before dragging the tip of his cock over the mess, smearing it over you to complete his masterpiece. Almost like a signature, marking you as his for a final touch.

“So perfect, all mine…” Taehyung’s eyes dragged over his work, his fingertips ghosting over your come-stained abdomen. “Now it’s your turn, doll.” His wicked smirk was back, toying on his lips as he placed his hands on your thighs—right where his cock was nestled in before, slick and shiny with lube still and making his grip halfway decent. You couldn’t catch your breath because there Taehyung was, his smug mouth over your core and his teasing tongue trailing topiaries against your folds.

You gasped audibly when his lips suctioned around your clit, sucking the engorged muscle and jabbing it punishingly with his tongue—the same tongue you’d seen countless times poking out of his mouth on stage, either out of focus or simply him trying to rile up his many fans out in the audience.

His groans were loud against you, sans a little muffled but loud nonetheless. He was treating like eating you out was just as good as him getting his own dick sucked, the greatest pleasure all right in front of him as he ate you with all of his might. You knew your end was coming, having been so riled up from seeing your boyfriend so deep in pleasure earlier.

He’d been like that because of you, not even your dripping sex, just your thighs. You couldn’t help but imagine what he’ll be like when he actually does get to delve deep inside you, raw and unadulterated as he plunges into your divine and comes back only to slam into you twice as hard.

The thought alone had you coming—hard.

It hit you like a freight train; all at once and out of nowhere, as you gripped at Taehyung’s locks and hoped that you weren’t hurting him or accidentally ruining his perfectly tousled mane, something that you’re sure his fans or make up artists wouldn’t appreciate. Taehyung on the other hand, was clearly very appreciative of the rough treatment, his tongue pushing into further with the motion and his mouth vibrating against you as a hummed growl pushed past the seam.

Quickly, it became all too much. His tongue was stabbing you more than anything else, and you cried out from the overstimulation. Luckily, Tae had caught on relatively fast and let go of your swollen clit, sure to give it a quick peck before settling onto his knees. He looked over at your wrecked body, loose limbed with pleasure and you two matched in breathless pants that created a soundtrack of your sex in the otherwise silent room.

Flopping down next to you and giving you a wet kiss on the cheek, Taehyung turned his body to face your still numb one and stroked lovingly down your side, waiting for you to come back to your senses and back to him.

“Good?” He murmured, leaning forward and peppering a few more kisses along your face, licking the tip of your nose for good measure much like a puppy would. The final pass of his tongue made you titter and bat his face away, a fit of giggles trying to fight their way out.

“Ew gross, don’t lick me you weirdo!” The giggles made it out anyways, unable to be held back from the sheer strength they fought their way out with. Taehyung mock pouted, a small puppy whimper on the tip of his tongue.

“Baby don’t be like that… I just had that inside of you and now you don’t want it on you?”

“That’s why, you butt.”

“Cute.” He leaned forward to give you a proper kiss anyways, tongues brushing against each other briefly despite your earlier distaste to where his tongue had been beforehand. A few more breathless laughs passed between the two of you, the air light and bubbly around you even after the tense sex tension from before.

As he pulled away, you finally came to your sense and realized the mess still on your stomach, now slightly drying as you squirmed. “Fuck Tae, look at how much you came… Such a mess.” You inspected the damage, asking for your boyfriend to get you tissues or wipes or something to clean yourself off with.

“But babe, it’s my one-of-a-kind masterpiece, on my one-of-a-kind canvas.” He looked at you with galaxies in his eyes, love swimming among the stars as if he wasn’t actually talking about semen on your sweaty abdomen.

“Guess you’ll just have to make another one, tomorrow night.” You smirked and Taehyung giggled, getting up to fetch you some wet wipes. Once you two were all cleaned up and snuggled in bed, lights dark and atmosphere waning, Taehyung’s voice rang out in the darkness following a tittering giggle; cutting through the muffled sounds of traffic and night life outside.

“Just like Vincent Van Gogh Sunbaenim.”

You smacked him for good measure, before kissing it better.