#q in yo face

[manishroom]

my order for portuguese comprehension is like reading -> speaking -> writing -> listening but my order for spanish is like writing -> speaking -> reading -> listening which is strange. it feels like my portuguese is stronger than my spanish sometimes LOL

[msslutoclock]

nsfw alphabet - vinnie hacker

18+ MINORS DNI

A - aftercare:

vinnie always pushes you to a breaking point during sex. but he is very diligent when it comes to after care. most times he’ll start the shower knowing that you hate baths. he makes sure to scrub you down with all your favorite products. after he’ll do your skincare and put you in very loose clothing. he’ll make sure you fed and hydrated before turning out the lights and crawling into bed with you.

B - body part

vinnie loves your thighs. he’s always touching them, in the car, at a restaurant, in bed. you always have sweet love bites covering your thighs after a long day with vinnie.

C - cum

vinnie loves filling you up. weather its your cunt or mouth. sometimes he’ll gather the cum that drip out of you and places his coated fingers in your mouth making sure none goes to waste.

D - dirty secret

vinnies loves when he gets to watch you touch yourself. he knows his girl can’t make herself cum without thinking of him which drives him insane.

E - experience

vinnie is very experienced. especially with your body, he know all of the perfect places to drive you crazy.

F - favorite position

vinnie has 3 major favorites:

he loves taking you from behind, he pushes your head into the bed as he aggressively plows into you. but he also love seeing your face while he makes yo cum. so his second favorite is you on your back with your legs over his shoulders. he know how much you love the feeling of this position causing his tip to perfectly hit your g-spot. towards the end when he knows you tired he loves you riding him. he love gripping you ass and playing with your nipples as your overstimulated cunt grinds down onto him.

G - goofy

vinnie loves sex, so he doesn’t waste his time on goofy stuff when he knows that its not going to get either of you off.

H - hair

no thanks! 🫶

I - intimacy

vinnie’s intimacy depends on his and your mood. if hes annoyed you better pray because he is very aggressive. but you also both love sweet vanilla sex from time to time.

J - jack off

vinnie tries not to jack off much, but you both have busy schedules so if needed he will. he will from time to time jack of to you playing with yourself.

K - kinks

vinnie loves praising his girl, letting her know everything she does right, he very dominate in bed, and every now and again like to punish or tie you up when your being a brat.

L - location

vinnie prefers the bedroom because he likes to take his time. but he also likes to see you all flustered scared your going to get caught so every now and again you can find yourself riding vinnie in his car in a parking lot.

M - motivation

anything can turn this man on. weather its as little as you giving him a peck on the lips to you teasing him, if the time is right he will get turned on.

N - no’s

vinnie will not to somnophillia or CNC. he strongly believes that consent is important in the moment not before hand.

O - oral

he LOVES eating you out. the pleasure that it brings him knowing his baby girl is getting taken care of.

P - pace

vinnie is very rough and fast when it comes to sex. he knows you love it when he beats up your pussy.

Q - quickies

vinnie hates quickies, he loves foreplay warming you up. most of the time things result in quickies its because he teases you to the point where your so sexually frustrated you can’t take it.

R - risks

both you and vinnie are willing to take risk. he just knows your a very flustered person when it comes to that which turns him on so much more.

S - stamina

vinnie tends to set his pace around you. if he can tell you can’t take it anymore he’ll finish up but if your still going you best bet vinnie is right there with you.

T - toys

vinnie has a vibrator that he likes to use as a punishment, but thats really the only thing he has.

U - unfair

vinnie loves to tease you. weather its in bed when he edges you, or in public whispering the things he wants to do to you in your ear.

V - vocal

most of vinnies vocal is him praising you, but you’ll get a few loud groans from him every time. he loves when your vocal though. praises his ego.

W - wild card

this man will turn into a giant baby when he’s sick. wanting you to cuddle him and play with his hair. falling asleep on you. but he never admits to it.

Y - yearning

he’s dtf whenever as long as you’re okay with it.

Z - zzz

vinnie never falls asleep before you, always wanting to make sure that you’re okay.

a/n - please give me recs i’m begging

[spiritsonic]

Yo, Ghosts of the Future fans:

If you've got any lingering questions about the fancomic's story, characters, or world, I'm gonna do a livestream in Jan. with GOTF's co-writer Okida to share the remaining story and answer q's. Please, send in any questions you may have via an ask, or by replying to this post! I'll be collecting responses.

The livestream will of course be recorded and made readily available afterward-- the goal is to provide fans (and us) with a sense of closure on the story. I do still hope to write or draw a more complete version, but I need to face reality that this is the best I can do for now.

[chaethewriter]

bf does my makeup q&a

Jack Champion x content creator!reader

In which you record a Youtube video with your boyfriend, the one and only Jack Champion.

word count: 2,3k

Warning: fluff, lots of fluff that it's cringey, this took me 5 days to write bruh I'm lacking

tagged: @viivvriv @genesis4545 @norrisgf @darkcrusadestrawberry @drxwstxrkxy @wafflehousewrold

"Camera, set!" You put your camera on its stand as you flipped the screen around, pointing towards the front for you to see. Jack appeared on the screen as you did so, sitting on the couch in your room as in front of him stood a table with your two makeup bags and a mirror. You pressed record when everything was clear on screen— centered and not lopsided. You took a step back as you watched yourself on screen, thus making him immediately grab you by the waist, putting you down on his lap. He held you tightly against him, his arms caging you from behind, "Mmm, can't you start the intro now?" His face buried in your hair as he spoke, satisfied with the position they were in. But you had different ideas, as you abruptly got off his lap and took a seat next to him, your legs thrown over his lap, "you can't do my makeup when I'm on your lap, pookie." You booped his nose with your nail as the words left your lips. As a response, he groaned as he sat back, resting his back against the soft material of your coach, his hands behind his neck as he watched you through his eyelids. You took your phone out and clicked on the Instagram icon for today's video.

"Hello, pookies! Welcome back to the channel. Today is a very special video as I'm joined by my sweet Jack!" You wrapped your arms around his neck as you pulled him close to you, your cheeks pressed against one another. He brought his arms down, wrapping one around your waist. His gaze settled on your camera as he smiled, "Hi guys!" He greeted your viewers with his other hand raised into the air, doing his familiar greeting sign with his thumb, index, and middle finger. You pulled away from your boyfriend, putting your phone in your lap as you clapped in your hands, "Today! As the title said, Jack here will be doing my makeup as we answer relationship questions you guys have sent me through my story!"

"Follow her insta, by the way! Appearing right here!" Jack is almost a natural, as he did some magician movements with his hands for you to edit your username in. You watched as he did so, making you burst in a fit of giggles, "You're such a natural babe, you should start your own channel."

"What can I say? I'm Jack the Champ!"

"So cringey?" The two of you looked into each other's eyes as you laughed. You clung onto your stomach as Jack clung onto you for dear life. The laughing continued for like five minutes. You really had to cut this out later. "Okay! Okay! So Jack needs to recreate my usual makeup look with the makeup provided while we answer questions. I'm such a kind girlfriend, so I allow him to have a picture of my makeup look on his phone." You explained, pointing at his phone flat on the table with a picture of you opened.

"I just want to announce that I know what my girlfriend looks like and that I already had this picture of her in my gallery as well as hundreds of other pictures I snapped of her!" You rolled your eyes at that statement, a chuckle leaving your lips, "Yeah, yeah! Anyways, let's get started. What do we start with, babe?" You watch as Jack carefully unpacked your makeup bags instead of throwing them upside down. He knew how much you valued your products, and he made sure he was gentle with them. It gave you a warm feeling. He put everything down in a neat order, looking at all the different brushes and products, "so from my acting experience, because you know I'm an actor, they always use the prime thing first? Like to keep your makeup intact?" He looked at you with puppy eyes, asking for approval to his words. You knew you're supposed to not give him any hints, but you couldn't stop yourself from nodding your head. While Jack looked for the 'prime thing', as he said it, you scrolled through the questions you were asked.

"Found it!" The two of you exclaimed at the same time: Jack talking about the primer and you talking about a question. He picked the product up— the glass container filled with a white cream as a lid covered the pump. You smile as he pumped some on the back of his hand and taps it against your skin with his finger, putting both his hands on your cheeks right after and spreading it with his palms. You fell into a fit of giggles as he did so, "Jack!" You exclaimed with your face all squeezed up. Proud of his work, he pulled his palms away and awaited a question from one of the viewers. You brought your phone to your face as you read the first question, "How did the two of you meet? Jack, the honor is to you."

Jack brought his hand to his chin as he pretended to think, thus making you playfully slap his chest, "Don't pretend you don't know, now!"

"Okay okay! We actually met during my Avatar press tour. She was all over me and I thought she was incredibly pretty." He exaggerated what had actually happened and you barely wait to voice this out loud, "That's not how it went! Stop embarrassing me!" Your face heated up as you looked at the camera, "Yes we did meet at his press tour, but I wasn't 'all over him'! I just asked for a picture, posted it, and tagged him in it, and all of a sudden, he was in my DMs. Don't change the story now, mister Champion!"

This time, it was Jack's turn to blush immensely. His secret revealed how he actually made the first move. He recollected himself, before a grin spreaded across his face, "I mean what can I say? I'm a rizzer."

"Oh god, please never say that again."

The two of you laughed as he picked the eyeliner up, "You have a weird way of applying makeup, so this actually comes second. I don't understand why, though?" He uncapped the eyeliner, revealing the inbuild eyeliner brush. "Eyeliner is so hard to do! Like it takes so long cause I want it to be perfect and by the time I am done my foundation isn't correct anymore because of the wiping!" You whined your complaints out, already growing frustrated thinking about the struggle.

Jack put his hand on your waist as he pulled you closer to him, "Sit still, baby. I never did this before so uhm here goes nothing?"

"Don't poke my eyeball, please." You then kept your mouth shut, as if it helped with him doing better. Jack is incredibly delicate with it though— he held your chin with his hand while the eyeliner was in his other staring directly into your eyes as he concentrated on his work. You felt your skin heating up yet again, your grip on the eyeliner tube wet, thanks to your sweaty hands. It doesn't matter how long you're together with him. He never failed to make you feel nervous. He never broke eye contact, not even when he dipped the brush in the eyeliner. His breath fanned against your skin as he leaned in closer, "Are you nervous?"

"Shut up..." Your voice came out softer than expected. Unfortunately, he pulled back to admire his handywork. It's not even, but he is proud either way. "Next question, babe!" He playfully nudged you with a cheeky grin.

"You're so annoying!!" You quickly brought your phone to your face in an attempt to hide your embarrassed state. "But you love me!"

"What attracted you to Jack and vice versa? Definitely his goofy self. I usually don't look at gym guys, but Jack's goofy demeanor and just being himself made me attracted to him, no matter what he does."

"You're so cute!" Jack pulled you closer yet again, basically seating you on one of his as your legs dangled to one side. He faced the camera while his arms held you steady, "What made me attracted to her is definitely her way of texting. You feel her care and love and joy when she texts you. She's so sweet about it too, aren't you?" He faced you again with a cheeky grin, making you blush like crazy, "so annoying!!"

He picked your foundation and concealer off the table in front of you, "These are all too familiar to me, but I can't remember which one goes first?" He looked at you with puppy eyes, hoping to get an answer out of you. This time, you kept your mouth shut as you let him figure it out himself. He pouted at you, putting the concealer down. He uncapped the foundation and looked at the brushes. "Babe, which one? You should help me out, I wanna do good."

You almost give in. Almost. Too bad for Jack though, because you only gave him a cheeky grin. His gaze traveled from your pretty face to the table. There were so many different brushes and sponges. He remembered makeup artists using a big one, but which one? He decided on the latter and took the biggest one in his hand. It needed to spread and cover the entire face, after all, right? He decided to follow his gut and put a few small pumps on the back of his hand. He dipped the fluffy part of the brush against it and pressed it to your face. Like you were a canvas and he was the painter. Your chuckling made him roll his eyes, "stay still! I'm being a professional right now."

"sure you do, babe."

Jack started to feel himself in his role as makeup artist. He didn't wait for you as he immediately got on with the concealer. He tapped the wand under your eyes and on your nose, just like artists do to him. He took a small brush and blended it by tapping it. You watched how the tip of his tongue slips out from in-between his lips, his concentration to the max.

Even though your boyfriend has adhd, he can for sure keep his focus on you the entire day. "Next question! Ohh I like this one. When did you realize you fell in love with each other?" You tapped your chin as you think about it. You have always loved Jack, but when did that go from celebrity crush to a real crush?

"I have always loved Jack, if I am going to be honest. I started following him since his Avatar announcement, but he turned into a crush from the moment he wanted to switch from Instagram DMs to messages." You explained as you locked your sparkling eyes with him, awaiting for his response.

He took a moment to admire you, a warm feeling bubbling inside his chest since he knew the exact moment that he realized. "When you looked up at my face with those worried eyes that held so much care as you held on my arms. You always did so, but there was a time when it didn't feel friendly anymore. It felt like so much more as my heart sped up."

That was all it took for you to literally take off.

You sprinted out the room, towards the bathroom, in pure disbelief. The disbelief that he had actually decided to answer the question like that. The disbelief that a boy could actually be so true to his feelings.

"baby? Where are you going?" Did he say something wrong?

You stood in the middle of the bathroom with your face in your hands, teary eyed as you smudged your makeup. "babe?" He had followed you to the bathroom. When he heard your sobs, he immediately panicked. His arms wrapped around your figure, his cheek resting against the crown of your head as his hands caressed your back, "did I do something wrong?"

"no you just, you're, you." You didn't know why you were crying. Well, you did know the reasoning, but you didn't know why it made you so emotional.

"You truly love me."

"yes, yes I do. Of course I do. More than anything else." He ran his hands over your back. He knew you had a hard time when it came to romance in general. You had told him and he made sure to take good care of you, until you truly believed him. And that you did. He took such good care of you. And he would continue to do so until his very last breath.

Recording was long forgotten as the two of you bathed in each other's arms.

He was so happy to be yours.

BONUS:

"Ow! This hurts! Baby please stop!" After the makeup video, you had begged Jack to do a skincare routine with you. He had agreed, not knowing it could have been this bad. It was charcoal mask day.

"It's supposed to hurt!"

"Why would you do this to yourself? Ow ow wait!" He extended his arms to keep you away from him. He was much taller than you, so it certainly did the job. "But why! What does it do?"

"it deep cleans your skin, basically. Your face is going to be silky smooth when I kiss your face all over!"

He thought about it for a second. Kisses? Lots of kisses?

"Do I get lots of kisses after you pull it off me?" You nodded as a response. He sighed in defeat as he took a seat on the edge of the bathtub. This was your cue to stand in between his legs, his arms wrapping around you immediately. Your fingers made its way to the pulled bit of his dried mask.

"Fine, you can do it! But I expect a lot of smoo- OH MY FUCK AHHH!" 

[hockeybabe]

can you do morning sex w/ quinn hughes but you guys get interrupted by jack and luke please

Morning Surprise || Q. Hughes

Gif Not mine

Pairings: Quinn Hughes x gf!reader

Summary: Quinn has an idea early in the morning but half way through you get a surprise

Warnings: fingering, dirty talk, getting caught, Jack and Luke not looking at you the same

Word count: 565

Note: I loved this request.

"Baby." Quinn groans into your neck, trying to wake you up. It wasn’t everyday he woke up to his hot ass girlfriend due to being on the road. So the morning wood was hitting him hard. "Mhmm." You groan back, rolling over to the side. "Baby, I need you." He said, rubbing his hands up and down your sides.

The sun was beaming into your bedroom, lighting your skin up as it hit your body. Quinn admired your body, scanning over each and every part of it. You were his, and he was yours, and that's how it would be forever. 

You tried to swat his hands away, but he quickly gripped your hips, turning you over so you were on your back with Quinn on top. "You’re so beautiful." He whispered, running his thumb along your cheek. A shiver rolls down your spine as little pebbles scatter your body.

Quinn places open kisses all over your face, letting his hands wander lower to the sides of your panties, playing with the waistband. You squirm, thrusting your hips up for Quinn to take them off. "Not tired anymore, huh, baby." He said, peeling your panties off and throwing them across the room.

Quinn didn’t sleep with anything on but his boxers; he liked the feeling of your skin on his while you slept. You, on the other hand, slept in panties, and one of Quinn’s shirts. Quinn placed a kiss on each of your thighs as he let his hands wander under the shirt. He then came back up, giving you a long, deep kiss and gathering his shirt, leaving you bare.

"Take it off. I want you." You whined, tugging on the band of Quinn’s boxers. "You want that baby. You want my cock." He taunted you, kissing your neck and sucking on your sweet spot. You roll your hips up into Quinn’s as he grips your hips, pushing your hips down to the bed. "No need to get needy." Quinn said, finally taking off his boxers. 

You looked down, staring at Quinn’s cock, wanting him even more. "Eyes up here, baby. You’ll get it soon enough." Quinn whispered. You trail your eyes up to meet Quinn’s pouting at him. Quinn moved his fingers down to your soaked cunt. "Fuck baby, you’re soaked. This wet for me?" He asked, running his finger up and down your folds.

You whimper at the contact of Quinn’s fingers on your clit. He moved his thumb in slow circles on your clit, kissing your jaw at the same time. "More, Quinn. More." You beg rolling your hips into Quinn’s thumb. Quinn nodded, moving his body lower toward your pussy. He teased his middle finger into your hole, pumping at a slow pace.

"Jesus Quinn, do you want me to do it myself?" You asked under your breath, and Quinn pulled his fingers away from you, looking up at you. "You want to act like a-" "Yo! Quinn, Y/N! Break-" You hear Jack's voice as the door opens. "Jesus! Never mind!" Jack yells as he covers his and Luke’s eyes and walks away.

"Don’t you know how to knock!" Quinn shouted, covering your body from his brothers. "Don’t worry, we won’t live here anymore." Luke said slamming the door, causing you to laugh. "You know they won’t look at us the same, right?" You were giggling as Quinn groaned. 

[auras-moonstone]

Holaaa me emocione bastante con saber q eres de argentina (yo no soy de argentina soy de Mexico) pero esta cool saber q también hablas español lol

llevo rato leyendo tus trabajos y me encanta como escribeees, no se que te parezca la idea de una historia de Ethan como Spiderman tbh es mi head canon favorito y no hay mucha gente que lo escriba ahí una idea no se si sigas aceptando requests o si ya habías escrito algo de Ethan como Spiderman pero me encantaría leer algo así escrito por ti obvi 🤭

(En ingles ofc!)

Perdooon si escribí bastante me emocione jajaja apenas agarre el valor Para dejar un request

hola 🇲🇽 ! perdón por haber tardado tanto en escribir esta request😫 me encantó la idea, hace bastante que quería escribir algo sobre ethan como spiderman <3 espero que te guste❤️🫶🏻

the story of us — ethan landry

word count: 2,693

pairing: spider-man!ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: ethan and y/n’s relationship might be ending soon because of the boy’s behaviour and secrets.

based on: the story of us by taylor swift

warnings: mention of blood. a bit of angst.

Y/N SHOULDN’T FEEL SURPRISED FOR HAVING BEEN STOOD UP BY ETHAN, it seemed to be his favourite hobby lately. But when he came up to her with regretful puppy eyes asking for them to meet so he could explain the reason behind his behaviour, she really thought he would keep his word and show up to fix things.

But once again he failed her, and now Y/N was walking back home alone with mascara running down her face and with her chest filled with disappointment and sadness.

Y/N was walking through the dark and unsafe NYC streets, wondering what excuse her boyfriend was going to use this time, when she heard a whimper coming from the creepy unlit alley she was passing by. Her whole body tightened with fear, hands instantly became sweaty, her heart thundered dangerously fast and yet she stopped walking. Then the noise came again, this time more clear—it was a pained curse from a male voice.

The girl couldn’t decide if she was stupid or too brave, but she walked towards the person. Her eyes widened at the scene—there, sitting next to a container, was Spiderman; a bleeding Spiderman.

“Holy hell, are you okay?” she cried, inspecting the wound. “Of course you’re not okay! You’re bleeding a lot! A lot!”

Ethan cursed internally. Of all the people who could have found him, it had to be her. “Thanks for the calming words.” the superhero said between gritted teeth.

“Sorry! I shouldn’t have said that. I was exaggerating, it’s not that bad.” Y/N tried to convince him.

“You’re a horrible liar” his hands were shaking as he tried to put pressure on the wound.

“Okay, let’s get you out of here, the smell is awful.” the girl said, putting one of his—very strong and muscled—arms around her shoulders. “I know you’re in pain, but I need you to use a bit of your strength to help me lift you to your feet. Can you do that?” the masked figure nodded. “Okay, at the count of three.”

Ethan closed his eyes in pain as he let out a cry of agony. He had been walking towards the cafe where Y/N worked when he heard screaming. An old woman and her granddaughter were being robbed and it was his duty to save them. He would’ve made it to his date with Y/N if the thief’s partner hadn’t caught him off guard and sliced his stomach. Time didn’t matter anymore, he couldn’t show up wounded, and he didn’t have the energy to walk so he stayed in that creepy alley where Y/N found him.

“Ouch!” he yelled when the girl carelessly dropped him on her couch as soon as they arrived to her apartment.

“Sorry!” Y/N said guiltily. “My arms hurt.”

“It’s okay. Thank you, I just need to rest here for a few minutes and I’ll be out of your sight.” he panted.

“You can’t leave! I need to clean you up and then you need to eat something.”

“No, it’s okay. Look, just lend me a first-aid kit, I’ll do it myself. Then I’m leaving.” it wasn’t that Ethan was ungrateful for her help, he just didn’t want to be a burden. Also, if she was to see his body, she was going to recognize him instantly. And Ethan was not going to let that happen.

“Hey, you’re always saving our asses, it’s time someone finally takes care of you.” she smiled softly.

“I really appreciate that, seriously. But I’d be more comfortable doing it myself, if you don’t mind.”

“As you wish.” she said in understanding. And as he stitched himself up, Y/N went to the kitchen to prepare something for him to eat.

Ethan watched her from the doorframe. He wanted to close the space so badly, he wanted to wrap his arms around her waist and never let go. They saw each other everyday, but it’s been days since the last time he got to hold her, kiss her, touch her.

Y/N was really pissed at him, and with good reason. Countless were the times he had stood her up and he slowly—and absentmindedly—started to distance himself from her. And a few days ago, Y/N just exploded and they started fighting. Instead of telling her the truth (that he was a superhero and that the NYC streets were more dangerous than he had thought) he told her she was being dramatic and that he needed a bit of space. He regretted it instantly, and wanted to throw up as soon as his eyes caught her hurt expression. He was trying to keep her safe, but he handed everything in the worst way possible and ended up wounding the person that meant the most to him.

“You cooked for me?” he spoke up. Even though she couldn’t see it, she felt the smile on his voice.

“I told you, it’s time someone takes care of you.” she answered. “Is the wound okay? Does it hurt?”

“I’m fine. I’m a big tough boy.” he said in a teasing voice when she finished. “Thank you, Y/N. You saved me.”

“Anytime, Spider-boy. And honestly, you shouldn’t even thank me, you risk your life for us every- wait a minute.” she stopped when she realised something. “How do you know my name?”

Fuck, he cursed internally. He had messed up. “You told me.” he tried to sound confident.

“No, I didn’t. Do we know each other? Do we go to the same college?” Y/N asked curiously.

“I need to go.” he stood up abruptly, and a whimper of pain left his mouth.

“No! I’m sorry, I won’t press the subject.” she said, grabbing his forearms to sit him back on the chair. “I respect you wanting to keep your identity hidden. I won’t ask any more questions, but please stay. You’re still weak, you need to eat something.”

“You already did a lot. Really.”

“I swear to god, stop being stubborn.”

Who was he kidding with the hesitation? Just one look at her doe eyes and he was on his knees. As he ate, Y/N had her back to him so he could take his mask off. She could have turned around at any time and discover that the friendly neighbour hero was her boyfriend, but she never did. She respected his wish of not wanting to show his face, and that made him love her ever more.

“Your omelette was great” he said as he put the plate on the dishwasher. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.”

“Why were you crying?” he asked, even though he knew the answer. Ethan and Y/N weren’t on speaking terms, so maybe by talking to her through his secret identity would give him an insight on how to fix the relationship he tore up.

The sad girl frowned and pressed her lips into a line. She didn’t talk to her friends much about Ethan because she didn’t want to put them in an uncomfortable position, as they were all friends, so she had been keeping her frustrations bottled up. And now there was this trustful kind stranger asking her about it, so she gave in.

“My boyfriend didn’t show up to our date. He has been acting so strange lately. He shows up late, he always has a different excuse and gets all nervous and defensive because he’s obviously lying, but most times he doesn’t even show up. Like today.” the exhaustion and defeat was evident on her tone and it broke his heart. “He was supposed to meet me today, so he could open up and tell me what’s going on in his life, but…”

“He let you down again.” he added in a sad tone. Y/N nodded, tears blurring her eyes. “What are you going to do?”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath “I honestly don’t know. I love him, I really do, but our relationship has become one-sided. I’m trying to save it, but it seems like he doesn’t care anymore.”

Fear crept into his mind. Was that it? Was it their end? Was she going to break up with him the next day? He wouldn’t blame her. Yet, he couldn’t help being selfish—he did not want them to break up.

“Maybe there is something going on in his life… something that he can’t tell you for your own good.” he said, and he knew he sounded stupid.

“What could be so bad that he can’t talk to me about it? We have always been honest with each other. He knows he can tell me anything, he knows that he’ll have my support no matter what. I just want him to talk to me. I don’t know what happened with our relationship, but there’s nothing I can do unless he talks to me.”

“Things are going to get better.” the superhero said, rubbing her arm in a comforting gesture.

Ethan had multiple opportunities to be honest with her, to explain why he had become so distant and yet he held his pride and told her she was exaggerating the whole situation. So, as much as she tried to be positive and believe Spider-man’s words, she was scared the story of them might be ending soon.

ETHAN REACHED THE TABLE WHERE THE GROUP WAS SITTING AT and eyed the two empty spots left. One was next to Chad, who was talking animatedly with Tara and Mindy, and the other one was beside Y/N. His spot had always been the one next to hers, but with their current complications and not knowing exactly in which page they were at, he didn’t know what to do. Seeing the way she was nervously pulling at her clothes and tried to look busy, he ended up choosing the first option.

Even though she was trying hard to avoid looking at him, his presence was overwhelming and it took all of her strength to hold back from peaking a glance at his gorgeous smile and perfect curls. She was dying to know if the situation was killing him as much as it was killing her.

Little did she know the boy was losing his mind. The anguish was too much, so many thoughts were running through his mind. He was dying to let her know what was going on, but he was scared it was going to put her in danger. He would rather have her be angry at him than her getting hurt because of him. The wiser thing would be to let her go, to free her from the chaos that came with being involved with a superhero, but he the selfish part of him couldn’t break things up—Ethan loved her too much to give her up.

He needed to come up with a decision. This contest of who could act like they cared less needed to end and he could not tolerate the loud silence between them anymore. “Do you think we could talk tonight?”

“If you have the decency to show up.” she shrugged.

Her armour was up, and it was understandable. “I will. I’ll meet you at your apartment after Econ?”

“Okay.” Y/N nodded. “I’m serious, Ethan. Show up. This is your last chance.”

“I won’t let you down again, Y/N/N. I promise.”

ETHAN DIDN'T KNOW IF THE AREA WHERE Y/N WORKED IN WAS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS OR IF HE JUST HAD BAD LUCK, but every time he was near, something happened that forced him to step in. Thankfully, this time it was an inexperienced thief he easily managed to bring down but his wound wasn't fully healed yet so he was in a bit of pain after the fight. But the important thing was that he made it to Y/N's house.

The girl was unable to hide her relief when she opened the door, but it soon turned into worry. "Ethan, what the hell happened? You're bleeding!"

The curly-haired boy looked down to find a scarlet stain on his blue polo shirt. The wound on his abdomen must have opened while he was stopping the thief, and he didn't even noticed because of the adrenaline. "Um, it's nothing, I-"

"Sit down." she ordered right before leaving to grab the first-aid kit. When she lifted his shirt up, she frowned.

"What is it?" Ethan asked worriedly.

"Ethan, when did this happen?"

"Um, I was robbed while making my way here." the lie slipped off his tongue in an instant.

"You keep lying to me." she let out a humourless laugh. "This has been stitched before, Ethan."

He sighed, thinking of another excuse. "Okay, fine. It's not new. I fell and landed on something sharp, and it cut my stomach."

"Okay, now I'm not only angry because you lied to me twice in the past sixty seconds, but also because you think I'm stupid."

"I don't think you're stupid."

"If you believe I'd buy that shitty excuse, then yes, I think you think I'm stupid." she spat. "Tell me the truth. Right now, Ethan."

Silence embraced the room. As Y/N worked on the wound, Ethan tried to find the words to explain. "I don't know where to start."

"Let's start by telling me how did you get this."

"A thief did it to me." he said, and ignoring his girlfriend's warning glance, he continued, "but he wasn't robbing me. He was stealing from an old woman and I stepped in. He cut me while I was distracted."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise as they scrutinised his face, trying to spot any sign that told her he was lying. She find none. "You fought them?" she asked in disbelief, and Ethan nodded. "That's... that's really brave. And stupid."

"It's my job." he blurted out, making her look at him in confusion. "Well, it's not a job job, because I don't get paid. Not that I'd do it for money, even though I need it-"

"Eth!" she interrupted him. "I love it when you ramble, you're adorable, but could you please explain?"

"I missed you calling me Eth." he whispered, caressing her right cheek. "I miss you."

"I miss you, too, Eth. But we need to talk. Well, you need to talk. What is going on with you? Why are you so distant? Why do you keep missing our dates? What did you mean by 'It's my job'?"

"I'll tell you, but I need to warn you first. You were in danger before knowing this, but after I tell you... you are going to be an even bigger target. And you can't tell anyone, okay? No one knows, and no one has to know."

"Okay, just spit it out, Ethan."

"I'm Spider-man."

It was as if their surroundings had frozen, and minutes felt like hours. Y/N sat on the couch, dumbfounded, and Ethan's leg bounced as he bit his nails.

Meanwhile, Y/N's brain worked at a fast pace, trying to connect the dots. Now, in hindsight, everything made sense. His bruises, his wounds, why he was always in high alert, why his walls were up, his grades dropping, his tardiness... he became the friendly neighborhood spiderman. The vigilante she had found bleeding the previous night.

"Hey! You used your secret identity to get information out of me, asshole!"

"That's all you have to say?!"

"I mean, no... but I don't really know what to say."

"You're not mad?"

"I don't think so. I really wish you would've told me, could've saved up lots of arguments, but I do understand why you didn't tell me. I'm glad you opened up, tho. I am really tired of missing you and not kissing you."

Ethan laughed. “I love you. I missed you like crazy, and I'm sorry for everything.” he hold her close to his chest and let himself relax for the first time in weeks. “By the way, you need to quit that job. I swear there’s a robbery every five fucking minutes.”

“Have you been following me?” she arched her eyebrow.

“Keeping an eye on you.” he corrected. “I can’t let anything happen to my girl, and like I said, it’s a dangerous area.”

Y/N laughed and kissed his lips tenderly “I love you, my little stalker. Don’t keep secrets from me ever again.”

“Never. I promise. We’re a team.”

[deadpool15]

Mommy Duties P.2

"Hola mi amigos, it's your girl Cassie. And today is a very special day. And before you hit me with the omg, she is finally having the baby comments. No, this thickass baby isn't coming until like 2 months from now. Anyways, today will be a pool day. So, I'm sure everyone knows that last time I visited Bada on set, and while I was there, Mina and some of the staff suggested I come to their little pool break. Now, it will be a bit difficult because, well, you know who isn't ready yet. Obviously, Corey is a toddler and feels the need to make everything difficult."

Cassie says dramatically while walking around the house, trying to gather all of Corey's things. Realizing, i forgot to pack his diapers, which is the most important thing. I laugh at the camera, looking around my room before sitting on to my bed, trying to figure out where the hell I put those diapers. "I swear I had them last night yall, shit just be disappearing in this house." I look down on the floor and see the diapers sitting right there still in the pack, turning around looking at the camera with a guilty smile on my face. "We just gonna edit that out, I don't need yall knowing my pregnancy brain be fucking with me ok. And while we are on the topic of kids, I just wanna let yall know how I raise mine is how we meaning me and my wife choose to raise our son. I've gotten comments saying all this and that while questioning my methods. Like first of all, I do say I will hit him sometimes when he does shit but I always just yell. I mean, I don't put my hands on him. I grey up with Dominican parents yall trust me I know what the fuck I'm doing. Second, aren't Asian parents known for giving their kids childhood trauma? How about yall ask yall kids why they are so afraid yo fail and depressed before you come at me. Thank you."

Now, after that moment, I managed to get Corey ready. "I got him ready off camera mainly because he was being a bit fussy. It's slightly earlier than when I usually wake him up, so bear with my baby yall." I state after grabbing all the items, including my son, who is currently in the process of going to sleep. Thank God for that. Hopefully, he will wake up with a lot of energy when we get there and get worn out. Carrying everything to my car with a sleeping baby and being pregnant, call me superwoman at this point. I unlock the car door and place everything inside, making sure that Corey is all tucked in before I start driving. I make my way towards the front of the car and sit down, getting ready to go. "Yall, be sitting there saying our heights are so funny to look at compared to Bada. Like, yall simply don't know the struggle. Every time I get in this vehicle, I have to adjust the seat before I drive. Like who can drive from all the way back here. The steering wheel is in Korea, and the drivers seat is in Japan. That's a time difference here, people. Anyways, I'm gonna be doing a little Q&A to keep yall preoccupied. So, yall don't have to focus on my side profile."

Luffy57-When did you and Bada decide to have kids?

Monsterhigh99-Why do you always call them Bada's kids, aren't they just technically yours?

I read the first two questions, trying to gather all the information before I start up the car so I won't have to keep looking down or anywhere else but the road while driving. "OK, to be honest, I didn't want kids like at all. I'm not saying you are supposed to like count kids out if you are with a woman. But me personally, I didn't want any. I just could never see myself as a mother, I didn't want to. But, I met Bada, and life kinda changed. Now, ywll don't go thinking just because you meet people, your perspective will automatically change. Bada didn't change my decision, I did. I envisioned a different life for myself. After doing some thinking, I decided." I said while looking at the camera for a split second and looking back at the road. Until we reached a red light. And I glance at Corey. "He always knocked out in the car."

I sit there for a while, thinking about food, to be honest. Then I remember the second question, and the light turns green, causing us to go back on the road again. "Right, my bad yall. So, wait, what was the question again? Ooo, right, so I obviously call them her kids because they are. I mean, we are both raising them, so it shouldn't matter about the little details. Second, technically, Corey is literally her son. He looks like both of us. Bada wanted to be more involved in the process when we decided that I would be the first runner-up to have the baby. She volunteered, even though she was scared too. But here, career was just taking off, and I refused to have her waste time when she was finally getting recognized. So, she offered to give me some of her eggs and stuff like that, and yea shit happens."

I look up and see the building, realizing we made it. I call Bada to help with stuff. Because I no longer feel like carrying all this shit anymore.

Myocean💖-Hello baby

Mywife💞-You mind introducing yourself to the exit to come help me carry all this stuff.

Myocean💖-And by stuff, do you mean our child and his things?

Mywife💞-Yes, before I randomly decide to make today not your day, if you keep sweet talking me Ms. Lee

Myocean💖-Whatever you say, baby. I'm on my way, Mrs. Lee

I hand up the phone smiling. "That's my baby yall." I giggle all girly like, and then I see Bada smiling at me through the window. "Omg, what is wrong with you? Couldn't you have told me you were here, out here scaring me." She opens the car door before looking me up and down, "and ruin your little moment. Nah, baby, I wouldn't do that. Are you wearing a top under that ?" I look down at my pink bathing suit top before looking up at her. "Baby, this is the top. I mean, it literally has long sleeves and stuff." She stares at me while poking her tongue on the inside of her cheek. She only does that when she is made or annoyed. "Now, would it happen to have long sleeves because you are trying to make for that fact that you happen to me wearing a thong under that skirt?" I just kiss her check telling her how much I love her.

After some minor issues with Bada, we finally make it into the building, with her carrying Corey, who, by the way, had finally woken up and chosen his favorite to spend the day with as always. "Crazy, how you hold a lid for 9 months only for them to come out picking the other as their favorite. I'm basically just a storage closet." She laughs at my remarks and kisses the corner of my lips, causing a whine to leave my lips. "Behave." I listen for the moment. We make our way inside, and I see all the girls playing in the water. I almost forgot that tsubakill members were eliminated. Then I see Mina running up to me. "Omg, you made it. I thought you weren't gonna come. Almost had to beg Bada to get you here." I turn around and look at Bada while hugging Mina.

"Of course, I made it. I mean, who would miss a free pool day." We chuckle at each other before she grabs my hand, and I turn to look a Bada seeing her motion towards Bebe. Letting me know where they will be. "I just thought with Corey and everything you would be busy, you know," she says while sitting us down, making sure to place a cushion under me. I nod as a sign of thanks. "I mean, he was eager to come when I told him this morning, though I think he completely forgot. He was only focused on the fact that I was waking him up early." We laugh together, and soon the whole crew of DeepnDap comes over, greeting me. Though, since I mainly know Mina, I stick with her throughout the day. We talk for what feels like hours. She gets a bit touchy after seeing her with her members. I notice that's just how she is. I can't help but feel a certain stare on me, knowing who it is I excuse myself.

I walk over to the table, grabbing something to drink. Until I hear breathing behind me, startling me. I turn and find Bada looking at me with a smirk on her face. "You scared the shit out of me, baby. Don't do that." She completely disregards my statement. "You and Mina seem to be getting along quite well, don't you think?" I grab my chest startled by her walking up on me. "Bada what the fuck, my heart can't take all that, and I don't know what you're talking about." Ofc I knew what she was talking about I just liked to fuck with her. How evil of me, right? "Well, whether you choose to know or not, you're off the market. I stare up at her now that she has gotten closer. "Is that so?" "Yes it is so. Because the moment I put that ring on your finger, actually fuck that the moment I looked at you, you were off the market. And now that you're carrying our baby, it just makes it better. Now tell her to back off before I have to do a repeat last night." I shyly turned to face the table again, making myself busy. "I don't know what you're talking about last night wasn't all that good." "O, really?"

Flashback

For the night, Bada's parents agreed to watch Corey. Saying they missed their grandchild, but I think it was simply for our alone time. Considering they winked at me while picking up Corey's toys. Bada's mom even told me to be careful and pointed to my stomach. But now that was long forgotten, well, at least by me. As I'm laid on all fours, completely at the mercy of Bada, with her constantly slamming her strap into me. "F-fuck... slow down...m. mmm." She leaned down and locked a bold strip of my neck, "really, I thought I wasn't moving fast enough. Now it's slow down. You just don't know what the fuck you want, huh? Just a greedy little whore." As she says that last word she makes sure to push in harder making me see stars. I didn't know whether I wanted her to go faster or slow down anymore. It all felt too good. The only thing anyone could her in or outside of the room was skin claps on skin claps. And of course, me screaming for my fucking life. "Just needed this can't filled, that all you ever need, huh? Just me." I can't register what she is saying anymore. "Y-yes fill it upp."

End Flashback

Bada is sitting there reminding me of everything that happened last night. "OK, ok, I'm sorry, I remember shit." I tell her, hoping she will stop embarrassing me before she drags me to the nearest bathroom. "Bada, we can't do that here. What about everyone? And Corey?" I ask already in fear and slight excitement of what she is doing. "Corey is sleeping." She states while turning me around, shoving me into the sink, though making sure not to hurt my stomach. She is always cautious about that. "And everyone else should mind their business and now their place. Which is not with my wife, much like Mina, correct?" I simply nod as she pulls down my thong bottoms and immediately shoves a finger in my pussy. "I fucked how many times last night and you're still fucking tight. So I have to fuck you open again, huh princess?" I look at her though the mirror before looking down in embarrassment.

"Look at the mirror right fucking now." I hurry and look up and make eye contact with her as she places another finger inside and rubs my clit hard. "Answer me, you know I don't like repeating myself. Remember your manners." I start to answer or try to, as all that comes out is a much of bullshit. "Y-yes please fuck me open. J-just f-uck me so good, Bada." She nods her head, getting down on her knees, causing me to grab her shoulders to stop her. "But-", she kisses my lips, shutting me up for the time being. "No more, talking baby, just let me eat, ok."

*request by @vachieve

[weareapackofstrays]

Come Light Me Up // Ji Changmin

Genre: Non-Idol college au, classmates to lovers?

Pairing: Changmin (Q) x F!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Masturbation. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Word Count: 3,305

A/n: Loosely inspired by a dream I had last night. Wrote this one quickly so there will probably be some mistakes. Graphics by @saradika-graphics!

It was the start of a new semester. While the first day of classes made some students nervous, you looked forward to it. Everything smelled like fresh books, paper, and ink. There were only two more semesters left until graduation and you couldn’t contain your excitement. A few of your classes this semester were completely online, which was convenient for you since you had to take on a few extra shifts to pay for this year's books and labs. 

After clicking the zoom link to start your first class of the day, you scan over the 20 or so faces blinking back at you for anyone familiar. While you recognize a few students from previous classes, one unfamiliar face grabs your attention most. Your eyes fall on a man who you had not seen before. He is dressed in a simple black t-shirt and grey sweats. You notice he is sitting on his bed as if he just woke up and his ruffled dark hair definitely looks suspiciously like bedhead. He was too casual and it irked you. While you weren’t a perfectionist, you still felt like how you presented yourself on the first day of class set a precedent for the rest of the semester. You force your attention away from him to focus on your Professor’s greetings. 

As class progressed you kept catching yourself staring at the student who you learned was named Changmin. He seemed so uninterested in class and it looked like something was distracting him off camera. It annoyed you and you weren’t sure why. Did you find him attractive? Of course. Changmin was very good looking, but he gave off douchey vibes so you did your best to pay him no mind. A task that would prove difficult.

The days pass by and you still find yourself totally bothered by this guy. Your eyes kept finding Changmin on the screen every time you attended class. And to make things worse, even though he never seemed like he was listening to the lecture, he still got every answer correct when the professor asked. It was starting to piss you off. I’m sure if anyone was watching you they could visibly see your annoyance and unbeknownst to you, someone was watching. Sometimes you would catch Changmin’s eyes staring right into the camera and you could swear they were looking back at you. But there was no way…right? 

If there was anything he was paying attention to, it was you. Changmin noticed you on the first day of class too and every time you popped up on the screen he would look you over. He found it amusing the way you would be dressed up, make up done, even for a Zoom class. Like today for example, your hair was in a half updo, clipped back with a large pink bow. You were wearing what he assumed was either a blouse or dress with puffy white sleeves that only annoyingly teased your cleavage. He couldn’t tell if you had lipstick on, but your lips looked particularly glossy…and delicious. Changmin could tell you were the type to be a teacher’s pet and the idea of corrupting you started to quickly creep into his mind. He watched every facial expression of yours, noticing how excited you would get when you knew the answer to something and the way you’d grow agitated every time he beat you to the answer. Your perfect facade faltering before him. He especially loved the way your lips would pout when you were trying to concentrate. It drove him crazy. He could no longer hold back so he decided to take a chance.

-

During the third week of class, your Professor announced that there would be a test coming up this Friday. You tried to remain calm, but the thought of a test so soon gave you anxiety. A ding from your zoom chat pops up interrupting your thoughts. It’s a private message from a classmate. You squint at your screen to see who the message is from. Surely, you must be misreading. It was from Changmin?! 

Changmin: hey, wanna study together? 

You have not actually interacted with Changmin before, in fact, you're not even sure you have ever exchanged words. The extent of your interactions was usually him saying something that bothered you and you rolling your eyes at him several times throughout the class. You continue to stare at his message. Hesitating for a few more moments, you finally start to type. Changmin watches you intently, anticipating your reply.

Y/n: Why do you want to study with me?

Changmin smiles while reading your message. 

Changmin: because we’re probably the only two in this class who actually give a shit 

You snort, forgetting your audio is on and quickly rush to mute yourself. Changmin watches your cheeks turn pink with embarrassment and laughs. Even though the conversation is private, you still look around at the other classmates nervously wondering if they know what’s going on.  

Changmin: you’re cute

You bite your lip to hold back a smile not wanting to give him the satisfaction. Changmin watches you roll your eyes at him, as you usually do, and it ignites his hunger further. 

Y/n: Fine.  Changmin: i’ll zoom you tomorrow night? Y/n: Sure, 8pm tomorrow then. Just ping me. Changmin: 8 is kind of late, no?

You glare at him briefly before responding.

Y/n: I get off work at 7:00 so I will need some time to get back and change. Changmin: sounds good. I’ll call you at 8pm sharp. Can’t wait!

Ignoring his last message, you turn your attention back to the Professor. Changmin can’t erase the grin on his face for the rest of class.

-

The next day you rush home after work to hop in the shower. Butterflies start to dance in your belly, but you do your best to shoo them away. You consider dressing up like you usually do for class, but worry Changmin will think you’re trying too hard. Ugh, why do you care what Changmin thinks, Y/n? You settle on a t-shirt and shorts with some cozy socks. Looking at the clock on your laptop, you start to feel the nerves as the time approaches 8pm. You continue to look at the clock and your watch every few seconds until finally the Zoom call notification pops up on your desktop. Shooting up from your chair, you quickly take a look in the mirror one last time to check your appearance before answering. 

“Changmin.” You say simply, lacking any emotion.

“Y/n,” he responds with a hint of amusement. 

You grab your textbook and open it. “I figured we could start from the beginning to refresh our memory first before diving into the most recent lectures.”

Changmin smiles, placing a pair of black rimmed glasses on. He looks good and he knows it. “Whatever you say.” He reaches for his book as well and opens it to the first chapter. “I’m all yours.” You grimace and give him a pointed look. He laughs and you watch the way his Adam's apple bobs on his long neck. He crosses his arms in front of him and your attention shifts to the curve of his biceps. Changmin is wearing a white t-shirt and what look to be his usual grey sweats. He notices your attention and tilts his head curiously. “Are we going to get started?” Your eyes dart up to meet his realizing you’ve been caught looking at him. You clear your throat and thumb through a few pages. 

Changmin actually turns out to be a decent study partner and you're shocked at how thorough his notes are. After about 20 minutes into your study session, Changmin decides he’s bored and wants to change the subject.

“Why do you get dressed up for every class?” You look up from your note taking and cock an eyebrow at him.

“I could ask you the same.” 

“But I don't.” 

“Exactly.” You throw him a sarcastic smile. He smirks in response.

“So…?” He’s waiting for your answer. You sigh and place your pen down. 

“Because I can.”

He nods. “Fair enough.”

“Why do you care?” you ask, resuming your writing.

Changmin places his thumb and index finger on his chin to ponder. When he doesn't immediately reply you look back up at him. “I suppose I just find it interesting when the rest of the class are practically in pajamas or off camera. Are you trying to impress someone?”

“Maybe I just like looking my best.”

“But right now you look pretty casual.”

You look down at your attire and internally curse. Maybe you should have dressed up. As if reading your thoughts, Changmin quickly adds, “Not that you don’t look good. I like the way you look tonight too.”

You’re not sure how to reply to his flirtation attempt so you try to get back on task. 

“I think the Professor is definitely going to have chapter 3 on the exam. He dedicated two of our lectures to it so I think we should review our mutual notes.”

Changmin pushes back on his chair, balancing on the back legs. He places his hands behind his head. “Mhmm,” he simply hums in agreement. You look up from your book and notice Changmin’s shirt has ridden up, exposing his midriff. His stomach is taut and toned. You try to continue your thought, but end up stuttering over your words. He reaches down and rubs his abs and that’s when you notice the veins leading down his stomach disappearing into his briefs. Changmin’s legs are slightly parted, giving you a full view of his lean body.

“Um,” You try to compose yourself, but struggle. “We..um..page 46…” Words fail as you start to imagine where those thick veins lead to. 

“What was that, Y/n? Didn’t quite catch what you said.” You look at him and frown. He’s teasing you and you know it.

“What are you doing?” You ask, impatience in your tone. 

“I see the way you watch me in class, Y/n.” Pleasure shoots down your spine and you shiver. 

Attempting to feign ignorance, you turn away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Yes, you do. I watch you too. Every time I see you roll your eyes at me I think about stuffing my cock down your throat to teach you a lesson.” You drop the pen in your hand. 

“Wh-what did you just say?” 

Changmin leans into the camera. His eyes shift down to stare at your mouth. “I think about the way those pretty lips would feel wrapped around my dick.” He closes his eyes briefly and moans as if imagining it right now. “Drives me wild. I look forward to seeing you every class. Thinking about ways I can piss you off.” 

“Changmin…you shouldn’t say these things,” you squeak.

“I’ll stop if you really want me to.” He leans back in his chair again and crosses his arms. The veins on his toned forearms poke out and you gulp at the thought of them around you, his hands gripping your neck. You shake your head to rid yourself of these thoughts. Changmin smirks and meets your eyes. “Do you want me to stop?” He palms his groin and you realize he’s hard.

“Fuck,” you say to yourself. Changmin places a hand around the outline of his dick and starts to stroke himself. You bite your lip as you watch him, feeling yourself growing wetter with each stroke. His eyes are on you as he slowly rubs up and down. A low groan escapes his throat.

“No,” you finally say.

“No what?” His voice is hoarse. 

“No, don’t stop.”

Changmin pushes his sweats down slightly to give you a better view of his hard dick and for better access. 

“Like what you see?” You nod enthusiastically and he chuckles.

“Does baby wanna see my cock?” You nod again.

“Use your words, Y/n,” he says sternly.

“Yes,” you whisper.

“I can’t hear you, baby.”

“Yes, I wanna see it.” Your voice is more confident. 

“And what will you give me in return?” 

Meeting his eyes, you ask, “What do you want, Changmin?” 

“Take your shirt off.”

Completely committed to whatever this game is, you agree to pull your shirt over your head, leaving you just in your pink lacy bra. 

“Mmm so pretty. What type of pants are you wearing?” 

You tilt the screen of your laptop to give him a view of your whole body. You’re in a pair of sleep shorts. Pushing your desk chair out of the way, you stand. Changmin looks you up and down, finally getting the chance to admire your full form.

“Take your pants off, sweetheart.” 

You shake your head. “Your shirt first.” 

Changmin considers refusing you, but he thinks your demanding tone is hot and does as you say. His body is chiseled. You’re surprised at how tiny his waist is and it makes your mouth water. Starry eyed and mouth agape, you stare unabashedly now as he resumes touching himself.

“Y/n, take your shorts off.” He is growing impatient with each touch of his hand. You stand and drop them to the floor, revealing a matching pink lace thong.

“You got all dressed up for me, baby?”

“No…”

“I bet you wanted to show it off. Hoped this would happen, huh? Fucking slut.”

You scoff. “You’re so full of yourself.” Despite your words, you can feel how aroused you are. Feeling bold, you sit on the edge of your bed and spread your legs, giving him a view of your clothed pussy.

“Fuck, Y/n.” He starts to stroke himself faster.

“Take your pants off, Changmin.” 

“Ooh, say my name again, baby!” he moans.

“Please Changmin,” you whine as need starts to take over you.

He stands and slides his sweats off. The head of his cock is peeking out of his briefs and you lean towards the camera a little for a better view. You want to touch yourself, but still feeling shy, you resign to rubbing your thighs instead. He sits back down, keeping his legs spread for you.

“I want to see your boobs.” 

You chuckle and unhook your bra without hesitation. You're horny and want this as much as him now. He watches it fall to the ground. You move closer to the camera so he can see your breasts better and now his mouth drops. You smile at the way his body reacts to you.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Y/n. I just want to wrap my lips around your tits. Swirl my tongue until your nipples are hard.” You suck in a breath trying to hold back a moan. “Are they hard right now?” He wonders aloud.

You gently rub over your nipple knowing full well they’re erect. “Yes,” you say.

“Fuck I bet they taste amazing.”

“I wanna taste you, Min.” His eyes widen, surprised by your candor. 

“Yeah, baby? Want me to fill your mouth with my come?” You nod eagerly.

“Let me see you,” you demand.

He shakes his head. “Need you to earn it, baby girl. What do I get in return if I take my cock out for you?” You take a moment to think, then sit back on your bed. Leaning on your hands, you spread your legs wide again and dip your fingers into your panties. A breathy moan escapes you at the contact. Changmin groans in response. “Yeah, baby. Touch yourself, like that.” You toss your head back at the feeling of your fingers on your sensitive clit. “Don’t take your eyes off of me, Y/n.” You face him again and continue to rub while he stares. 

“Well?” You moan out. He nods understanding your question. Changmin lifts his waist and pushes his briefs off. His cock springs back, slapping against his abs while precum dripples down the sides. He looks so hard and you can tell he needs relief. You lick your lips at the sight of his long cock. “Touch yourself too, Changmin. Get off with me.”

“Fuck yeah, baby.” He spits in his hand and starts to fist his cock, squeezing his red tip with each pump. You pick up your pace, the sounds of your arousal and his slick fist echo around you. Your breathing starts to quicken and you can’t stop the moans that leave your lips. “Stick your fingers inside and pretend it’s me.” You do as you're told and try to reach your sensitive spot.

“Mmm not enough. I need you, baby,” you whine.

“I know, I wish I was there with you. Next time.”

“Next time?”

“Yeah, next time I’ll come over and fuck you for real.”

“Come over now then.”

“But you look so pretty touching yourself for me.” He tries to match your pace as you push in and out of yourself spreading your wetness back over your clit.

“Feels so good, Min. Wish you could have a taste.”

“Oh, fuuckkk. Baby, have a taste for me.” You pause momentarily, never having tasted yourself before, but you want to please him. Removing your fingers, you insert them into your mouth and sigh at the taste on your tongue. Changmin curses and starts to pump faster.

“Such a, fuck…such a good girl.” He can’t hide his moans anymore and you're surprised at how high pitched they are. It turns you on further so you return your fingers to your clit to rub harder. “I’m close, Y/n. So fucking close, but I wanna come with you.”

“Wait.” Impatiently, you take your panties off giving him a full view of your pussy. Changbin bites his lip as he looks over your body, watching the way your face contorts as you pleasure yourself. His orgasm is fast approaching.

“I can’t wait to fuck you, baby. I’m going to destroy you.” His words help bring you closer to your release, pleasure building with each bump to your clit. Your ministrations increase and you can feel the band about to snap. 

“Min, I’m, I’m-” tears start to spring at the corners of your eyes. You’re so close. “Ah, ah, ah, ah.” Your cries increase. 

“Yea, baby, fuck! I’m gonna come too.”

“I’m…Changmin, I’m…coming!” You gasp. Changmin shouts your name as he comes with you, spilling white hot liquid over his hand. He continues to pump himself through his orgasm and you do the same. Moaning and rubbing until your thighs start to shake. He looks into your eyes as the two of you try to recover your breathing. You can feel your heartbeat in your ears. 

“Y/n, you’re so beautiful,” Changmin says suddenly. The compliment makes your heart flutter. He looks down at his covered hand, amazed at how hard he came. 

“If I was there I’d lick you clean,” you say.

“I bet you would. Guess you’ll just have to show me next time.”

“Next time.” You agree. 

Changmin walks off screen to wash his hand so you put your shirt and shorts back on. When he comes back, you sit back in your chair at your desk. Changmin notices how flushed your cheeks are. His attention makes you feel hot all over. You both sit in silence. He struggles to think of what to say next and you giggle at how nervous he suddenly seems. 

“Not getting shy on me now are you, Min?” He rolls his eyes at your teasing and you both laugh.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. Not sure if this study session was too helpful…” 

Shaking your head, you chuckle before giving him a wave. “See you.” 

“Good night, Y/n.” Changmin returns your wave.

“Good night.” You both smile at each other before closing out the zoom. 

End.

xx

[fushiguroshotwife]

TOJI N!SFW ALPHABET

MDNI 18+

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ N!sfw alphabet of Toji fushiguro (my husband 4life) and a Huge Thanks to @sashi-ya my Love! For giving me this template<33 (luv u bae!)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Enjoy Loves!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Toji doesn't really seem that much of a aftercare type guy, he'll screw you n probably leave you breathless and tired to the point where you just want to sleep. He'll give you kisses on the cheek as a little tease afterwards though. He loves to make you think he's gonna make out with you or kiss your neck but then trick ya. You'd scream at him for it, but hey your too tired for that. But he'd probably give you something to drink and you both call it a night.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He's an ass guy def. He plays w/ yo ass, Spanks it, puts his fingers in it, and he makes you sit on his face, he'll even force you to ride his cock like there's no tomorrow. And you loved sucking his big ass cock, Stroking it n stuff, you'd swear you Didn't cry when he gets real mean when in sex, but you're be a lier, n he knows it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Toji would cum in your mouth, ass, face, etc. He would have never let you be the first to have came, he'd make ya hold it until he's in ya.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Mama-megumi lmao.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Fuck yeah, he made megumi, so he definitely knew how to fuck. Most of the time though he'd just try something new even though if you would like it or not he wouldn't let you go without trying. He's not letting go without a fight, that's for sure.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy style and cowgirl definitely, but anything works for him, to be honest.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He would torment you, tease you, say some harsh things when doing it with you but he's definitely not the goofy type when Fuckin. If you would mess around he'd make you regent the day you wanted to say something 'funny' with him.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

This man has pretty spikey hair but not pointy so I'd say that's pretty easy to keep clean, plus, it's you getting ruined, not him, honey.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Not really 'romantic' at all, he's quite the harsh fucker, with his words too. He calls you pet names like "doll" "princess" "brat" "slut" "cunt" "whore" "bitch" "little shit" (Personally idgaf it's hot.)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Oh he Loves jacking off. Started when you tried your hardest to seduce him, let's just say he ruined you that night.. yeah..

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Toji has a huge daddy kink, loves it when you ride em' and I feel like he has a rape-play kink on him for sure.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere, anytime, anyplace. Doesn't matter if you're busy, with friends, or in a open place, he'll find a way to make you helpless and needy for him ...

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you whine, beg, scream, cry, whimper, moan. And whenever you call him "daddy" of course. Although moaning would definitely turn him on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Nothing really, maybe when he's busy?

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Definitely giving. That's all I have to say.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

ROUGH, definitely, but he's quite fast at the same time, very very rough and hard (like his dick hehe) mostly when it comes to thrusting.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Every night basically, whenever you're a brat and you want him to notice you then he'll give you one. He'll do quickies whenever he doesn't have enough time or gets bored sooner than later the night, he'll even do quickies in bars, shops, while your working, when he's bored, etc. He loves it when you're embarrassed if someone will notice in public.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he LOVES to take risks and try new positions, and he's a big fan of oral sex.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he can do it all night long, it's a matter of you'll take it or not, because he's not the one to give up, never.

Hell, He'll even do it until you pass out. All night long he'd keep it up.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He's definitely Not a fan of toys, plus, his huge dick is enough anyway. But I feel like He would use hand cuffs on you sometime, maybe one night...

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

No matter what, he'll be teasing you all night long, the morning to night. He loves to torment, fluster, tease, and anything along the lines of that ordeal. He loves to see you flustered and embarrassed over his raspy voice.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

You. Are. LOUD.

But he'll shut you up by covering your mouth with his hands, or make you suck on his fingers, if you're lucky.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I know I already said this before, and I'll say it again, This man has a lil Rape-Play kink on him. And he would deny it. But someday he'll play out this grown man's weird fantasy. (With your consent ofc)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Uhh you want cock headcanons? Okay serving up ! He has probably nothing to offer but his Huge ass dick. But like- he built damn good—

6.3 inches tall

6.3 FUCKING INCHES—

okayy I love my husband and all but his dick gotta be the hairiest thing I've ever seen, and the prettiest of course, of course, his dick has ALOT of vains and his tip is a Dark pink or a kinda darkish pink, I can't really make up my mind okay? Sometimes it just changes.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not that tame, usually he doesn't give a fuck at all but if you're horny or wearing something sexy that day/night.. He'll fuck u till you bleed, fuck you till you cry bitterly. Doesn't matter, he'll even do it all night and grin like a psychopath.

Toji's mean. Like I said.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

after a nice fuck, he'd probably lay on the bed and use your little body as a pillow to rest on, you'd probably put one of your legs over his leg and cling on to him like your life depends on it and hide your face in his tits as he strokes your hair and as you both fall asleep after a long tiring but good-night.

𓊈𝐑𝐞-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! 𒆜𓊉࿐

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[omniuravity]

NSFW Alphabet: Vox

Warning: This obviously contains NSFW content, Minors DNI

Thanks to @pinkhimecat and @bloodypeachblog for the help!

Also tagging: @fatgumsurpremacy-remastered @je-suis-eternel-jennie

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Vox is pretty good with aftercare. He cares too much for him not to care about you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your hair. How smooth it is, the way it smells, the way it feels when he grabs it to get your attention.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum glows an eerie blue, he loves seeing it drip out of your abused pussy.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He doesn't mind being on the bottom. As long as he takes care of you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's not too experienced, but he does know what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl, he loves it when you take control after a stressful day. Plus, he gets to see your face which is always a plus.

G = Goofy (are they more severe in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He's pretty serious, he likes to stay in control during sex.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't grow hair, so he's clean down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

He's super intimate with you, he loves reminding you how much he loves you. He also loves being in control with you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Why do it himself when he can have you suck his dick under his desk?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Daddy kink, he loves being in control of you. Voyeurism, he does enjoy watching you when you don't know it and then coming to your aid. Cockwarming, he tried it once, now you are constantly sitting on his lap during meetings, warming his cock. He also likes to electrocute you, nothing too serious, but he likes making you squirm. Finally, voluntary hypnosis. Vox isn't a forceful man when it comes to you, so he'd make sure you're okay with him using his hypnosis on you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

In his office for sure. He loves bending you over his desk and fucking you raw. He also loves you sucking him off under his desk during meetings.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Praise, this man lives to be praised by the public and especially you. He lives for those moments you tell him how smart and handsome he is.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Nothing that can seriously hurt you and gross stuff. He's not afraid to draw a bit of blood every once in a while, but he wants you to be safe.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves receiving oral sex from you. He thinks your mouth is just perfect to him. He's not greedy though, his tongue isn't just for show. He loves pleasing you too.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He's rough, but his pace depends on his mood. If he's feeling tired after a long day of work he'll take it easier on you, but if he's feeling stressed or angry, prepare your pussy for the fucking of your life.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves a good quickie. Vox is a busy man and doesn't always have time to always have a long intimate experience with you, so every once in a while he'll call you into his office for a nice quickie.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Oh, he loves taking risks with you. Especially, risking getting caught with you. He knows he can charm the pants off of any person who questions his relationship, so it's not like his reputation would be ruined if he was caught with you.

T = Toys (do they own toys or use them on a partner or themselves?)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Dude runs on coffee and electricity. He can go for hours. I'd say he'd go until you're unable to. Some days he runs low on energy, so he only goes about 6 rounds.

He does own a few toys, all of them are modeled after his own dick thanks to Valentino. Most of these toys are gifts from Valentino.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves teasing you as he pounds away at your body. He loves teasing you about how much you love his cock, or how good you take it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He wants all of Hell to hear how good he is in bed. As for what sounds he'd make, probably some breathy grunts and moans. "Gah...ngh..fuck.."

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

His ero zone is the plug where he hooks into his TVs, on the back of his head.

He's rocking a 6 inch cock, very nice girth. Has a jacob's ladder. As for color, take a normal human cock, and invert the colors. Add more emphasis with the blue on the head. That's Vox's cock.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is pretty high. He dated Valentino, he has to be able to keep up. Plus, if you weren't so fucking cute all the time he wouldn't be horny all the time.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

If the sex is good enough, he starts to doze off not long after he's done. Otherwise, he's ready for the next round relatively quick.

[tokio-motel]

Hey, can you please make Tom x gn reader sfw alphabet?

TOM X GN READER ALPHABET

・A is for Affection: How affectionate is he?

-Tom loves giving you affection, whether it's kissing or hugging or just holding your hand. He loves to be around you and give you the love you deserve!!!!

・B is for Bestfriend: What's it like being his friend?

-Tom will always be your friend, no matter what. He is there to make you laugh and smile and feel supported all throughout your life.

・C is for Cuddling: Does he like cuddling you?

-Tom loves holding you/vice versa! Just having you close to him makes him feel instantly better. He likes to run his fingers through your hair or play with your shirt.

・D is for Dating: What's it like dating him?

-He's very happy he's settled on someone so perfect! He will take you out on dates atleast once a week. He is pretty open to the public that he is dating you.

・E is for Ending: How would he respond to breaking apart?

-If it's ending a relationship or just a friendship he will cry. Sobbing that he's lost you. He misses you so much and can't go a minute without thinking abt you.

・F is for Fame: Does fame affect your relationship?

-If you guys come out of the car the paparazzi Wil most likely follow you guys. He tries to shield your eyes fromcthe bright lights and get you somewhere where you won't be harassed.

・G is for Gifts: Does he give you anything?

-I've said this before and I'll say it again- I feel like his main love language is gifts. No matter the time he always loves to see your face brighten when yo receive something from him.

・H is for Hugs: How does he deal with hugging?

-He LOVES hugging you! <3 If you come and hug him out of the blue he feels like the luckiest man on earth and holds you close.

・I is for I Love You: How long does it take him to say it? How often does he say it?

-It didn't take him long, maybe about a week to tell you he loved you. Whether it's platonic or romantic he always makes sure he tells you once a day.

・J is for Jokes: How often does he tell jokes?

-One of his favorite things to do is make you laugh. He always tries to crack jokes when your upset or down. It makes him feel so much better when you laugh.

・K is for Kisses: How does he respond to kisses? How frequent does he give them out?

-If it's just platonic he will give you a kiss on your forehead or cheek. But if it's romantic he will give you kisses all over your lips, face, and neck. He gives you kisses whenever your close to him- almost every second of the day.

・L is for Little Ones: How is he around kids?

-To be honest, he's 50/50. If you have little siblings he treats them like his own, playing with them. But he can get a little overwhelmed..

・M is for Memories: What's his favorite memory of you two?

-He doesn't know. All memories with you are cherished, even if your mad at him. His favorite is probably when he met you or (if your dating) confessed.

・N is for Nightmares: How does he respond to your nightmares/vice versa?

-If your the one having a nightmare, he immediately wakes up due to him being a light sleeper and goes to hold you. He won't demand you tell him what it was about, but he will listen if you do tell him. If he's having a nightmare, he likes to be held or just comforted if you play with his hair.

・O is for Open: How much does he tell you about himself?

-He likes to be as open as possible, not seeing the need to hide anything from you or lie. If it's really personal he prefers to keep to himself. Probably 90 percent of the time he will tell you everything.

・P is for Patience: How patient is he?

-He's very patient with you, wanting you to feel as comfortable as you can. However, if something bad happens to you, he'd like to know as soon as possible.

・Q is for Quizzes: How much does he know/remember about you.

-He knows A LOT about you, all of the details of you stuffed in the back of his brain. He might forget small things, but overall tries to remember it all.

・R is for Realization: How long did it take for him to notice he liked you?

-It took him a while, being honest. It might have took him around a year or so before he acknowledged his feelings (if your romantic)

・S is for Songs: Does he play you anything?

-Yes! He loves playing songs from his band for you on his guitar, smiling when he sees you bob your head up and down.

・T is for Try: How much effort does he put into a relationship/friendship?

-He really tries his best to give you the best. He puts his all into making sure your safe, happy, and satisfied.

・U is for Ugly: What are his bad habits?

-He smokes, and can sometimes be rude without realising.

・V is for Vulnerable: How vulnerable is he with you?

-He may try to act strong and 'manly' but he gets vulnerable with you. He tells you what bothers him about everything and even cries in your arms when he's sad.

・W is for Weird: How weird is he?

-On a scale of 1-10? Probably a 6.5 but people are better weird.

・X is for X-ray: How well can he read your body language?

-He is pretty good on being able to tell if your happy, sad, or uncomfortable just by looking at how you act. He tries his best to get you out of bad situations.

・Y is for YUCK! : What are his icks?

-Talking in a baby voice, and lying to him about everything.

・Z is for Zzz: How is it like sleeping over?

-Tom LOVESSSS sleepovers! He always puts on your favorite movie and makes sure you are comfortable where your sleeping.

WOOO I'M DONE 😍😍😍😍😍

[joonggphilia]

☼ Help Me ☼ (Kwak jsk)

☼pairing: Gaon X Male reader ☼prompt: “If we get caught, I'm blaming you, just so we’re clear.” ☼genre: smut ☼CW: needy jiseok <3, fingering, semi-public ☼a/n: First fic of the collab!

Read jaemmphilia’s version here <3

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You slowly opened the door to the band practice room, peeking inside. You were immediately met with open arms and a loud voice. “Baby! I didn’t think you were actually gonna come when I called you.” Gaon, your boyfriend, cooed as he pulled you into the room and shut the door. “Why wouldn’t I come? You literally called me saying it was the most urgent emergency ever.” You sighed, looking around the room to find no emergency in sight. “Well….about that.” He chuckled, his eyes looking everywhere, but yours. “I gotta write a song. I’ve got no inspiration. I’m horny. You can help with all of that right?” He finished. Silence filled the room for a second as both of you looked at each other blankly. “What is wrong with you. Yes, I can help, but this isn’t an emergency.” You scowled. “It absolutely issss!” Gaon whined, childishly. “Now come sit on my lap.” He sneered, pulling you to his desk. You were quite shocked by his actions, but you complied. He sat down on his office chair, desk covered in papers, empty energy drinks, and now he had you on his lap. “Where do we need to start?” You asked quietly, feeling something hard poke your backside. “I know where I wanna start.” Gaon mumbled, his face now tucked in your neck. It was sweet and innocent until you felt his perky dick again and his warm tongue on your neck. “Shit, jiseok. Not here.” You breathed out as you felt your boyfriend grind up against your ass. “M/n, your hard and so am I. I think we can do it here. I know you want to.” He spoke up, his head thrown back as he continued to rock his hips up. “F-fine. If we get caught, I’m blaming you, just so we’re clear.” You groaned, admitting defeat. “Perfect. Take your pants off.” Gaon chirped, getting to the point in an oddly…..cheery way. “Gaon-“ you stared “please m/n. I need you.” He begged, his voice was shaky and airy. That was your breaking point, he asked so nicely. You untied your sweat pants and dropped them to your ankles, letting the cold air hit your legs. Gaon immediately pushed you up against his desk, his stomach leaning on your back. “You need prep? Or did you already? It’s whatever, I’ll help my pretty boyfriend.” He spoke fast, not allowing you to deny him. “W-waiT!” You squeaked as two fingers plunged into your hole. Gaon moved at a comfy speed, in and out, searching for that spot. He curled both digits searching a bit deep, causing you to let out a dramatic gasp. “Bingo!” Gaon laughed as he used has hands to poke and prod at that spot. “G-gaon! Enough!” You whined, his fingers teasing you. “Enough? Babe, I thought you were ok with this. You were gonna help me?” Gaon asked innocently, while adding another finger and moving faster. “N-no, I just, need it now.” You groaned as he pulled his fingers out. He didn’t respond to you, but the sound of his zipper unzipping was conformation. You let out a sigh of relief and adjusted yourself on his desk. “Nope. Your gonna sit on my lap…..or my little friend here, and help me write this song!” He laughed, sitting back down on his office chair. He received an eye roll, but you still obeyed. You made eye contact with him as you slid down onto his dick. Gaon couldn’t help but smile at you face as it twisted into focus as you adjusted yourself. “Ready.” You rasped, as he bottomed out. Gaon stayed still, letting you adjust a bit to the sudden change, You began to move up and down slowly, gaon’s breath hitching and a small chuckle escaping from his lips. He leaned away from his desk and grabbed your hips, leading you up and down. His grip was practically bruising as he sped up. “This is so good. Cmon just a little more M/n” he mumbled into your neck, picking up the pace even faster. “Q-quiet down.” You whined, getting closer to your climax. Gaon of course didn’t listen, only going harder and getting louder. He came inside of you, triggering your own orgasm.. “I told you we wouldn’t get caught.” Gaon snickered, but a knock sounded on the door. “Hey Jiseok, you good in there?”

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[simpfordemetri]

Carlisle Cullen nsfw alphabet

I'm so sorry,this was in my drafts and I totally forgot to post it,sorry to the one who requested it<3

A = Aftercare

God this men is the god of aftercare(and sex),he will snuggle his face on your neck,his hands up and down your arms gently,pulling you onto his chest and whispering how gorgeous you are.He will check if you are okay and let you sleep,while he gently caress your back.

B=Body part

His favourite body part of himself is his mouth,he loves to hold your hips while he eats you out,hearing the sounds that came off of you while he gives you pleasure.

His favourite body part of yourself is your hands,he will hold them up your head keeping you down him.

C = Cum

He loves cumming inside you,feeling your fluids around his dick,staying that way for a while.

D= Dirty secret

He would love to drink from you while having sex,but of course it's not his diet and If he ever needs to drink from a human it's not going to be you.

E=Experience

Oh,he is experienced,he knows what he makes to you and he is proud.Wont care if u have experience or not,but low-key love if you are virgin,knowing he will be the only one yo praise your body

F=Favourite position

Missionary,he loves being in top of you,hitting that spot over and over again just to see your face.

G = Goofy

He can make you laugh sometimes, but he prefers to keep it serious,he will have a soft smile on his face tho.

H=Hair

Has some hair,usually take care of it,but doesn't care if you have some,it's totally normal and he won't even notice.

I=Intimacy

He is gentle,not rude at all,he can make you feel good without making it dirty.He loves making love to you in a slow way.

J = Jack off

He doesn't,he has you,if you are not in the mood he can control himself.

K = Kink

Breeding kink,even if he is not going to risk your safety he always think about the fact of you pregnant, and make a family.

L=Location

Your shared room,there is no way this man will do something sexual with you outside your bedroom.

M=Motivation

Intelligence,he loves when you two shares opinions and you talk looking so smart.He is all over it.

N=No

Hurting you, dangerous kinks and public sex.

O = oral

Loves eating you out,your legs around his head and him pleasuring you for hours.

P=Peace

He is slow.Praising and loving every inch of you.

Q = Quickie

Nopnop,you will have to wait,he is not making love to you in a rush.

R=Risk

Nope.

S=Stamina

Of course he can last forever,but you usually last some hours,maybe three or four rounds.

T=Toys

He is willing to buy them,and uses them on you,controlling their speed and making you cum.

U = Unfair

Can tease you a little when you act like a brat,you will have to literally shout at him to finger you.

V = Volume

He is not afraid of you hearing him,and he will let out loud moans and soft growls.Thats what you do to him.

W = Wild card

He low-key loves when you take the control, riding him.

X = X-ray

Wow this men is big,22cm.

Y = Yearning

His sex drive is just normal,when you two feel like it,no pressure.

Z = ZZZ

Doesn't sleep but of course stays with you,resting his head on top of yours.

[ocean-ai]

Day 5 - Q

Pairings: Q X Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1,003

Warnings: Vibrators, clit play, use of pet names, overstimulation, praise

Spicy

Sex with Changmin was always fun. He knew all the right spots in your body, and he knew just what to do to have you screaming for more. You knew that every time you were with him, you’d be satisfied. And the way Changmin would move his hips would have you seeing stars. 

You were now in Changmin’s bed; a whining and moaning mess since he had been teasing you. That was one thing, Changmin loved to tease. And he did it as often as he could. He got off seeing you become weak to his touch and kisses. He loved knowing the power he had over you and your body. 

Changmin currently has his finger on your clit and his lips on your breasts. He hadn’t dared to move his finger inside you yet, but he slid it across your slit, making you whimper. You were sitting on top of him, gripping his shoulders as he added pressure to your clit. “Changmin,” you moaned and it sounded like music to his ears. He adored how his name would fall from your lips. 

His tongue had circled your nipple, making you arch your back since you were so sensitive at this point. His free hand was on your hip, tracing small circles on your skin with his thumb. He smiled against your skin before he felt your hands cup his face and pull him up for a kiss. You wanted to be upset with how he was teasing you, but you also couldn’t be since it did feel good. 

Changmin happily kissed you back until he felt you grind your hips against his. He knew you wanted more than what he was giving you. But you’ll get it in due time. Changmin stopped his small movements on your clit, removing his hand from you and flipping you over on your back. He got up from above you and palmed himself through his sweatpants. He was hard and straining through the fabric. 

You felt that it wasn’t fair you were only one to be fully naked; you wanted to see his beautiful body in all its glory. You got up and placed your hands on the waistband, starting to pull down, but Changmin stopped you. He leaned down, “Patience, doll,” then a beautiful yet wicked smile spread across his face. He got off the bed and opened up the bedside drawer. 

Well, you were fucked. You were hoping he was grabbing a condom, but knowing him, he wasn’t getting that yet. You sighed when you heard the familiar buzzing sound of the vibrator he liked to use on you. It had different speeds and rhythms; Changmin loved to always switch them up on you without giving you any notice. 

Changmin turned to you, smiling softly before he sat next to you on the bed and placing the tip of the vibrator on your clit. He started it off with a less intense vibration, one that makes your breathing hitch. You moaned and gripped the sheets. You were already sensitive from his previous teasing that any sensation felt more heightened. 

“Does that feel good baby?” He cooed, leaning down to kiss your neck. His sweet lips felt sinful as he slowly kissed you and applied pressure on your clit. The vibrations go through your entire body and make you squirm on the bed. 

“Oh god,” you sighed, your eyes fluttering. Changmin could tell you were close even though he’d just started using the vibrator on you. In classic Changmin fashion, he turned up the vibrator to the next level, making you scream and close your legs. His wrist was trapped between your thighs and it didn’t take long for your orgasm to take over. Your fluids leaking out and dripping onto the bed sheets. 

Changmin chuckled as he watched you fall apart from the toy. You were all fucked out and trying to compose yourself, but that proved to be extremely difficult with the vibrator buzzing between your legs. Your breathing had become uneven as the overstimulation was getting to you. “You’re so pretty like this,” he complimented. It’s true, he thought you were beautiful when you’d come. It’s part of the reason why he loved to give you multiple orgasms. 

“Changmin!” You yelped when he turned it up to the third and final setting. It was even louder and now it felt like every inch of you was vibrating with the stupid toy. Your knuckles were turning white as your grip on the sheets tightened. You were a moaning and writhing mess, exactly how Changmin wanted you. 

“Come on, sweet girl, you can give me another one.” He said, and you just wanted to give him what he wanted. Even if your body was spent already. Your whole body shook from the intensity between your legs and Changmin did nothing but enjoy the sight before him. 

As bad as you wanted to give pleasure back to him, you couldn’t even think straight with how he was making you feel. “I’m so cl-close,” you stuttered out. You surprised yourself that you could even say something. You could feel yourself getting lost in the pleasure and your mind was reeling. All you could think about was Changmin and what he was doing to you. 

Changmin moved his free hand so that he could tweak your nipples. The added pleasure to your already sensitive body was enough to push you over the edge. You practically screamed and tried to move away from his hand, the pleasure becoming too much as you came all over the sheets. A wet patch now on the bed that Changmin’s wide eyes were fixated on. 

“I wasn’t expecting that,” he smirked and removed the vibrator from your body. He put the toy away and gave your lips a soft kiss. “You did so well for me,” he praised. You were completely spent, but you also felt like you were floating. He kissed you again before he said, “we’re not done yet, Angel."

[hockeybabe]

More Quinny smutt

Okay but like Quinn is 6inch max sorry had to say it

Hotel Room || Q. Hughes

Gif not mine

Pairings: Quinn Hughes x gf!reader

Summary: Quinn wants to fuck you against the window of your hotel room to show who you belong to.

Warnings: jealous Quinn, smut, window sex, ass spanking, semi public sex, fingering, pet names, creampie, aftercare

Word count: 1.7k

Note: a couple people asked for more Quinn ask and you shall receive. Also I was asked if Quinn is an ass or boob guy? Answer: ass.

Walking into one of the most famous bars in Vancouver you let your eyes wander around the room in look of your boyfriend. You were wearing a red a long red bodycon with a slit trailing down your leg with black heels. “Y/n, look at you. Looking better than ever.” Noah Juulsen says, placing a hand on your lower back leading you towards the rest of the team.

You give Noah a tight lip smile and walk away from him and place yourself on Quinn’s lap as he sneaks his arm around your waist. Quinn has a tight hold on you making it known to you and his teammates that you were his and only his. “Don’t be jealous now.” You warn Quinn, as you look from his protective arm to him.

Quinn simply shrugs in response with an unbothered face. “They need to know you’re mine.” Quinn whispers roughly into your ear. You know he was talking about Noah and frankly every time Quinn was is jealous it leads to the best sex of your life. He becomes a new man, one that makes you unable to walk for at least three days. 

Wiggling your hips, Quinn pulls you closer to his chest, as your ass is placed against Quinn’s semi hard cock. “Careful baby, keep doing that and we’ll have to leave.” Quinn warns in your ear, placing a kiss right under your ear. “Yo! Quinn! Y/n! You want to play truth or dare?” Tyler asks, pulling the two of you from your conversation. 

You look between Quinn and the group before you nod, getting off Quinn’s lap and take a seat in the circle the boys have created. The boys started out with harmless dares and truths until it got hefty. Some guys without girlfriend ended up finding some chicks and would dip half way through. 

“Y/n, truth or dare?” Elias asks you. It wasn’t your first dare or truth, so you weren’t expecting much. “Dare.” You respond. “I dare you to give Noah a lap dance.” Elias says, looking directly at Quinn to see his reaction. “Do it and you’ll see when we get to the room.” Quinn says into your ear, sending a shrill down your spine. 

You unravel Quinn’s arms from your waist and slowly stand up and make your way to Noah. You already knew that you wouldn’t even make it to Noah without Quinn doing something. You were about six feet from Noah before a hand grabbed your arm. You were turned to face Quinn, “What are you-”

Quinn lifts you up onto his shoulder and bids his teammates goodbye and walks out of the bar. Quinn rubs your ass before giving it a hard slap. You whimper at the feeling as Quinn sets you down. He takes his hands and puts them on your jaw. “Be a good girl and stay still. You understand me?” He asks, looking you dead in the eyes.  

You nod in response, knowing you would not listen one bit. Quinn turns his back on you and uses his phone to call someone, most likely a cab. You take it upon yourself to sit on the ground and take off your shoes, throwing them to the side. Once Quinn was done on the phone, he turned and notice you had disobeyed him. 

“I thought I told you to stay still.” He quirks an eyebrow at you. You simply look at him with big doe eyes. Quinn squats down right in front of you. “Come here, you little brat.” He says, picking you up bridal style and then goes to pick up both shoes that you threw. 

The cab stops right in front of you two. Carefully, Quinn places you into the car, following you right after. He gives the man an address while placing his hand on your thigh, close to your pussy. During the entire ride, he uses the pad of his fingers to brush over your lace covered pussy.

“Your already so fucking wet.” He mumbles, biting at the shell of your ear. His fingers continue to brush up and down as you grind into his fingers. “Not here, baby. I know you can wait. Be a good girl and wait a little longer.” Quinn whispers. You lean into his shoulder, closing your eyes. 

“How long?” You rush out, tightening your jaw. “Five minutes. I know you can do it. And once we’re in that hotel room, I’m going to fuck you against the window in front of all these people who walk by and they’ll all see how much of a brat you really are. You okay with that?” He asks as his hot breath hits your neck. You nodded fast, clenching your thighs together. 

It was the longest five minutes of your life. Every time you clenched your legs, Quinn would be quick to separate them. He’d then cup your sex and compliment your wetness each time. When you both made it to the hotel, you jumped out running into the lobby, leaving Quinn to pay the driver. 

You giggle as Quinn made his way to you at the elevators. “Someone’s excited to get fucked.” He says once you entered the elevator. Quinn stands behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin in the crook of your neck. You bit your lip, giving him a cheeky smile. 

Whenever Quinn talked dirty to you, you would never give him a straight answer. They were short or smiles. It was something Quinn learned about you the first time he talked that way. He loved the way you became speechless at his words and it made him smile, watching you smile. 

You grab the keycard from the back pocket of his suit and open the door. You run to the bed and jump on it. You were still shoeless but happy to be in a soft and comfy bed. “Baby, you want to sleep or do what I said from the beginning?” He says, giving you option while rubbing your back. 

You turn your neck and see the Quinn had loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top three buttons and cuffs. Rolling over, you open your arms for him. Quinn goes into your arms, kissing you. You wrap your arms around his neck, playing with his hair. Quinn breaks from the kiss and kisses all around your face to your lips again, tongue and all. 

He moves his hands to your back, unzipping your bodycon. “Have I ever told you how hot you look in red?” He says while pulling on sleeve over your shoulder, followed by the other. “Once or twice.” You respond as Quinn full takes off your dress. Quinn pulls away from your lips, slowly trailing his lips down your neck to your shoulder followed by your stomach. 

Goosebumps fill your body, as Quinn’s calloused hands trail along the sides of your body all the way to your red panties. “Quinn.” You breathe out, feeling his hot breath blow on your covered pussy. “Fuck baby, you’re so fucking wet for me.” He rasps out pulling the sides of your panties. 

You lift your hips giving him easy access for him to fully take them off. You sigh out feeling completely bare as Quinn has only taken his jacket off but only his dress shirt and pants on. You pull Quinn by his collar to kiss him but also to unbutton he shirt and peeling it off from him.

Quinn crawls off the bed and stands in front of you. “Get up princess, time for the real fun.” He says grabbing your hands pulling you up. He brought you over to the big window in the hotel and pushed your body against it. Therefore, anyone in the streets who looked up would see you naked.

You whimper at the cool feeling of the window touching your body. Quinn rubs his hands over to your ass, giving it a tight squeeze before slapping it. You close your eyes at the bliss feeling running straight to your core. “Quinn, do something, please.” You whine out as Quinn teases the lips of your pussy. 

“You want me to touch you, baby, you want me to hell you?” He taunts, gently rubbing your clit. You nod anxiously, letting your head fall onto his shoulder, giving him access to your neck. Quinn sucks your neck, giving you multiple hickeys for tomorrow while rubbing your clit as fast as he could and his other hand fingering you with two fingers. 

You moan out as your knees start to give out, “Quinn I'm-” you could barely get the words out. Quinn knew you were close since he had to hold your waist from you collapsing. “Look at you coming all over my fingers.” Quinn whispers in your ear, continuing to pump his fingers in you. 

“One more, just you and my cock okay?” He tells you pulling your hair from your face. You nod smiling at him, Quinn starts to unzip his pants and pulls off his boxers. As you try to turn around to face Quinn he grabs your hips keeping you from turning around.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay still?” He taunts you, trailing his hard cock against your folds. “Quinn please.” You moan as he thrusts into you. He pumps himself harder and harder, your moans only encouraging him to go fast. You feel like jello in his hold, his arms secured around your waist. 

“That’s it baby, come on my cock like a good fucking slut.” And just like that, you fall apart, milking his cock. Once Quinn pulls out, he immediately picks you up placing you on the bed. You feel Quinn’s cum dripping from your pussy. He notices using his fingers he takes the drip cum and pumps it back into your spasming pussy.

You shudder at the contact. “You did so good baby, I’m gonna run you a bath.” Quinn informs you, walking into the bathroom and starts running the water. He takes out your strawberry scented body wash and pours it into the water, creating bubbles. Quinn walks back to you carrying your bridal style off the bed and into the nice and warm bubble filled tub. 

Quinn slowly follows you sitting behind you. You lay against his chest as he traces random shapes on your arms. “You okay, baby?” He asks, looking directly into your eyes. “Perfect baby. As long as I’m with you.” You tell him, closing your eyes embracing the bath. 

[mysumeow]

ꗃ LYNEY NSFW ALPHABET 2/2

warnings: afab genitalia, gn pronouns.

a/n: i sat myself down in front of my puter and told myself: im not getting up until i finish this. thats the only way i can convince myself to stop postponing everything, including stuff i want to finish (like this one lkjhasdflkjhs)

PART ONE › MASTERLIST ‹

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I can see this guy wanting kids. He wants to give them the childhood and lifestyle he wishes he had when he was one.

So, breeding is a given.

Aside from that, he shows affinity for harnesses, restraints of any kind, sensory deprivation in the form of blindfolding, and lingerie. He prefers you to be the one getting blindfolded and teased, but he’s not against the idea of being on the receiving end.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Given that he doesn’t want to cause any type of scandal, he prefers to play it safe and do it behind closed doors. The biggest risk he’s willing to handle is having you press against a window. Your front against the glass, while he pounds you from behind. Seeing your face reflected on the window until it fogs up from heavy breathing.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The moment you show a sliver of thigh, the cogs in his mind are already turning. Otherwise, if you’re wearing fishnets, tights, high-knee socks, or just any type of leg accessory (yes, harnesses are included too), that also makes him ogle you when no one else is looking.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s willing to try anything if it has nothing to do with certain bodily wastes.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’d be embarrassed to be on the receiving end and probably cumming within the first few minutes, so he prefers to go down on you. Skill-wise, he has limited knowledge, but he takes his time with you to make sure you enjoy it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

If the pace is all up to him, he prefers a more sensual way. It’s not difficult to ask him to go faster or rougher if you want, but he likes taking his time with you. Doing it slowly, caressing your body instead of grabbing it and jackhammering into you—he’s a romantic at heart, after all. His fingers touching and playing with your most sensitive parts. He can be quite unfair in this regard because he’s not above edging you in that way, just for the sake of making you as needy as possible.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are good if he’s in immediate need of having you and his schedule is tight. He understands there are days in which he won’t be able to spend as much time with you as he wishes he could, and therefore, quickies are an easy solution to that.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’d rather play it safe. A scandal of public obscenity is something he’d prefer to avoid. If anything, he would trace his fingers against your thigh, or grip it, when you’re sitting down next to him having dinner at a restaurant. But that’s about it.  

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He’s a performer; he must have a nice amount of endurance for physical activity. He might do one long, consistent round or a multiple, reasonable number of rounds. It depends on his partner’s preference. He’s fine with either.

T = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I do think he has at least one, but he sees little need to keep it after he’s with someone. He shows interest in stimulating your body with some handy toy, like a bullet vibrator or something of the like. Open to suggestions from your part if you want to try a toy on him, too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

If he’s feeling playful and teasing, he’s pretty unfair. He’ll keep tethering you to the edge of your orgasm, pulling away at the right time before working you up to that edge again. He doesn’t care if you’re obedient or not; if he wants to edge you for the next couple of minutes, he’ll do it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Man tries so hard to keep his voice down. He can manage in the beginning, but the closer he is to his orgasm, the louder he gets. He whines and moans, even crying your name if he has been edged for a while. You may try covering his mouth with yours; he’s going to moan into the kiss, and his sounds of pleasure slip through. Can’t shut up for the life of him (affectionately).

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Every time you visit him backstage, he has fantasized about having a quickie with you there, just before a show. This fantasy is not viable, because that would mean Lynette could catch you both in the act, and that wouldn’t be a fun experience. The same applies to when he imagines you visiting him in the dressing room before a show.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Fairly high. Aside from the reason being his age, it’s also due to him being an energetic individual, and he has to release said energy in some way or another.  

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’ll be awake if you talk to him, but the moment there’s some silence, he’s asleep.