#said you can eat that dick up instead if you hungry

[jeonginsleftcheek]

A relaxing evening

pairing: lee felix x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, roommates to lovers

word count: 3.2k

warnings: soft dom lix, big dick lix, sensual massage, clit play, fingering, squirting, unprotected sex, one light spank, not proofread (lmk if i missed something)

a/n: after spending a month writing a literal 70k+ book for hyunjin i hit a bit of a writer's block and who better to get me out of it than my very own muse, lee felix😏

~ Masterlist

To say you've had a horrible day was an understatement.

You've had the worst day that actually stretched and turned into the worst week.

Your boss was on your neck constantly, there was so much work to do which made you stay at the company working overtime and coming home late.

To make matters worse, everyone was angry and annoyed, so the conflict at work grew into a displeasing feeling that had you desperate for any kind of relief, even just a free afternoon to nap.

Felix, your roommate and friend, noticed how you came home later than usually and more drained day after day, the dark circles under your eyes getting progressively darker as the week came to an end.

Finally, Friday came around and you were barely standing on your feet when you walked into the apartment.

Felix is sitting on the couch, probably playing some games before sleep as you shuck off your shoes.

"Hi, sugar plum."- he snickers when he hears you groaning behind him, his head falling backwards to catch a glimpse of you.

"Please, don't start. I'm not in the mood."- you say tiredly.

Usually you throw disgustingly cute nicknames back and forth at each other but your brain was short-circuiting so bad that even thinking of a nickname for your friend was hard.

Felix exhales, pouting as he gets up and makes his way to you, helping you take off your blazer.

"I'll heat up some dinner."- he says and you nod, not even bothering to answer because the last ounce of strength you have is focused on standing upright.

You follow him to the kitchen to drink some water, and Felix looks at your tired frame, feeling sad that you're so down, instead of being your usual self, the one that jokes around and yaps away with him until the early morning.

"Why don't you sit down?"- he guides you to the chair and you sit wordlessly.

"My whole body hurts."- is what you say after a few moments of silence, as Felix waits for the dinner to warm up, his eyes trained outside the window.

"And my mind too."- you add as he looks at you and you notice the sympathetic smile he gives you.

"Well..."- Felix starts as he takes the food out on a plate. "I could prepare you a nice warm bath."

"You would do that?"- you ask, in your tired state you feel emotional and tears prick at your eyes.

"Of course I would."- he smiles, the sweet expression on his face as he brings you dinner makes you feel a little bit healed already.

"You're an angel, Lixie."- you smile as he squeezes your shoulder.

"I don't know about that."- he chuckles shyly, his freckled cheeks becoming rosy instantly.

You shake your head with a fond smile as he makes his way to the bathroom while you finally have a normal warm meal after the lunch you ate at work.

Hunger takes you over and you finish eating quickly, just in time for Felix to come back.

"Oh, you're done already?"- he asks.

"Don't judge me."- you say and he chuckles.

"No, I'm not judging, just wondering if you're still hungry. I could make you something else?"

"No, no don't worry, Lix. I'm ready for that relaxing bath."- you smile and he nods, biting on his lip.

"Um, can I suggest something?"- he asks as you stand up and you tilt your head at him.

"What is it?"- you ask curiously.

"You know I have some knowledge about massaging. I could help you relieve your stress with a full body massage." - Felix says and your eyes widen. "I mean if you're comfortable with it. You don't have to... ugh forget it."- he seems embarassed suddenly and you chuckle.

"A free full body massage? Sign me up."- you smirk.

"Who said it was free?"- he smirks back at you.

"Oh, so you're gonna charge me for your services, hm?"- you joke and he laughs.

"No, of course not. I'm just joking."- he says. "Go enjoy the bath I prepared, before it gets cold."- he adds and you make your way to the bathroom.

As soon as you walk in, you gasp, Felix has really made an effort.

He put your favorite bath bomb with bubbles into the water, lit your favorite scented candle and even adjusted the lighting to be less attacking on your tired eyes.

You strip in no time, throwing all your clothes inside the hamper and getting into the bath as quickly as you could.

The water is still warm and it feels wonderful to submerge your weary body into the relaxing feeling.

You close your eyes, leaning your head back on a towel as you feel the relaxation slowly taking you over, traveling through your limbs and making you feel weightless.

The warm and cozy atmosphere that Felix created have you almost falling asleep in the bath as your body slips a little and you sit up with a start, your eyes snapping open.

"Y/n? You okay?"- you hear Felix on the other side of the door.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'll be out soon."

"Okay, I prepared everything for the massage."- he says and you giggle to yourself.

You don't feel too nervous being practically naked in front of Felix as you have known him for a long time and since you've been roommates you have seen each other naked on accident a few times.

He even gave you a few shoulder and back massages when you were in pain from sitting at your desk for too long but he never suggested a full body one.

Curious about it and ready to relax completely, you shower and dry off quickly, putting a bathrobe on and leaving to your room.

"Lix?"- you peek inside and see that he has fluffed up your bed, lit another scented candle and a few normal ones just to add to the atmosphere, and prepared some massage oils.

"Damn, you went all out."- you chuckle.

"I wanna make you feel better."- he smiles sweetly, making your heart flutter a little as you make your way towards the bed.

The two of you stand awkwardly for a few moments before both of you chuckle.

"I should undress, right?"- you smile and Felix nods quickly before turning his back to you and covering his eyes for a good measure.

"Tell me when you're ready to start."- his voice is muffled behind his palms and you giggle as you take the robe off.

You lay down on your stomach, pulling a towel that Felix prepared over your backside and private parts, getting comfy on the soft bed.

"I'm ready."- you say when you find a nice position, your forehead pressed against the end of the pillow so you can breathe, your arms on either sides of you, aligning with your body.

Felix bites on his lip as his eyes roam on your body shamelessly.

"Lix?"- you say and he snaps out of his thoughts.

"Yes, let me grab some lavender oil. It's good for relaxing."- he announces and you mutter, ready to just enjoy having his skilful hands on you.

Felix kneels next to you, as you feel the bed dip and hear him opening the little bottle of oil.

Some light music is playing in the background and you exhale a hundred worries as soon as his fingers press on your shoulders.

"Mm Lixie."- you moan instantly, making his gut stir but he shakes it off, wanting to focus only on your well-being.

His thumbs circle your flesh slowly, going up to the sides of your neck and down the top of your shoulders before pressing back to the original spot, circling it and taking off the stiffness you feel from spending long hours at your desk.

Little moans of relaxation keep coming out of your mouth and Felix's sweatpants get tighter, as your body visibly relaxes.

Working his way down your back, he keeps adding oil and finding the most painful spots skilfully and relieving you of your pain, as if it was his actual career.

"God, Lixie, you're so good."- you whimper, smushing your face into the pillow for a moment.

"I know."- Felix smirks, making you chuckle.

And he does know. He knows exactly which pressure points are located where so when his fingers press into your lower back, just a bit above your ass, you feel a wave wash over you.

"Oh."- you exclaim a little but Felix never acknowledges it, smirking behind you as he gently massages your lower back.

You start feeling a bit hot, aroused even as he continues his ministrations, fingertips barely dipping to the swell of your ass.

Your breathing is slow and deep, your body completely relaxed as you left yourself in Felix's precious hands.

Felix shuffles a little, you hear more oil being opened before you feel his hands on your foot.

"Good?"- he checks in on you and you whimper as he presses and continues bringing you relaxing touches.

"Perfect."- you half-whisper, your mind floaty, all the stress from the week forgotten, no thoughts, just Felix.

Felix, with his soft hands and deep voice, his pretty smile and adorable freckles.

Wait.

Why are you thinking of him like that?

You don't know why, and you don't care as his hands slide above your ankle, he presses four fingers on your skin as if he's measuring something on the inner side before he finds a pressure point and starts working on it.

As soon as his finger finds that spot, you shiver, feeling yourself getting aroused the more he keeps circling that spot.

You would feel embarassed but you're so relaxed that you couldn't care less, your body melting even further into the bed, your arms coming up on either sides of your head as you gently fist the sheets beneath you.

Felix smirks, massaging the point harder, making your arousal drip between your folds, your cunt clenching around nothing.

He notices your slight squirming and that lets him know he's got you right where he wanted you.

He lets go for now, hands sliding up to massage your tired muscles.

At this point, you're aroused, wishing he would touch you where you need him the most and you want to press your legs together but you don't want him to notice that.

Felix already knows, after all, his touches were purposeful and he has wanted you for so long, wanted to be the one to make you feel good.

"Lix."- his nickname almost sounds like a whimper as he runs his hands on the back of your thighs.

"You okay?"- he asks, his fingertips dipping between your legs, touching your inner thighs as he gently starts massaging the flesh.

This is the last straw, your slick is now gushing out and you start feeling embarassed, wondering if he can see it or smell it.

"I-I'm fine."- you whimper as he keeps massaging your thighs.

"You sure?"- he asks, hands sliding up, close to your core and you lean into his touch as you grip the sheets.

"N-no."- you whimper.

"What's wrong?"- Felix smirks, fingertips brushing your asscheeks.

"I- um... I'm horny."- you turn your head sideways to look at him and he hovers over you.

"I know. You're kinda obvious."- he says and you whine.

"You did this on purpose."- you say as he runs his hands on your lower back and waist, making you shiver constantly as you feel ten times more sensitive than usually.

"Would you hate me if I did?"- he bites on his lip, his eyes big and pleading.

"No."- you whisper.

"You want me to continue?"- he asks and you nod.

"Please."

"How about a special massage?"- his voice is low as he slowly removes the towel. "Do I have your permission, angel?"

"Yeah."- you say, legs spreading slightly as you lift up your middle just a bit so he can touch you properly.

Felix groans at you presenting your wetness to him, your forehead buried in the pillow again as you anticipate his touches.

His hands are on your ass, as he gropes and massages them before his fingertips dip between your legs, sliding through your wet folds.

"L-Lixie."- you whimper as he touches you teasingly, fingers gently rubbing around your pussy and towards your other hole, down to your inner thighs again.

You push back into him and he gently grabs your hip.

"Don't move, my honey bee."- he says and you snort.

"Alright, pumpkin pie."- you retort.

"Let me do all the work, you just relax."- he says, fingers sliding through your dripping folds repeatedly, making you clench around nothing constantly, before he finally presses into your clit.

"Mm."- you moan when he starts sliding the pads of his fingers up and down your clit, swollen with arousal and coated in your slick.

You moan quietly as Felix keeps massaging your sensitive clit slowly, up and down, left and right and then circling it and gently pinching it, occasionally dipping his fingertips into your cunt to gather more of your arousal.

You've never had anyone touch you this gently, it was usually a guy just flicking your clit fast when you're about to cum and while that does feel nice, this was a different kind of nice.

You felt tortured in a good way, like Felix was constantly dangling your orgasm in front of your eyes but never letting you get to it.

So much arousal kept gushing out of your pussy that for a moment you thought you were cumming as he kept pressing his fingers into your clit, playing your body expertly, like he's done this many times before.

"Lix- I wanna cum."- you whimper.

"I know love, but be patient. Just a bit more, I promise it's gonna feel amazing."- he coos at you, fingers working your nub faster and with more pressure.

You push back into him again and he grabs your hip as he starts flicking your swollen clit fast.

"Lixie, ah!"- you whine loudly, your slick coating his hand.

"I need you inside me!"- you add, holding onto the sheets.

"Mhm, later. I know you can cum just from this."- he says, as you keep jolting and whining.

You can't believe it's happening but your orgasm hits you like a wave, as you spill onto his hand, moaning loudly as he keeps massaging your sensitive nub.

"Oh fuck!"- you whimper when he slides his fingers to your folds.

"Interested in a deeper massage?"- his voice is low and dark as he leans down to your ear, making goosebumps rise on your skin.

"Mm, please Lixie."- you moan.

He slowly pushes two of his fingers into your sopping cunt, taking him in greedily as you were so relaxed and ready to receive.

Felix adjusts his position between your legs and it doesn't take him long to find your gummy spot.

"Lix!"- you groan when he starts gently fucking into it.

"Feels good?"- he asks, his lips brushing your ear as he scissors you open.

"Heavenly."- you moan out as he fucks you slowly, effectively massaging your walls, making your pussy clench on his fingers constantly, begging for more.

"Just relax."- he says as you keep pushing back on his hand, slowly fucking yourself on his fingers.

"I said relax."- he chuckles, lightly smacking your ass.

You gasp, calming down immediately, surprised by his commanding tone and actions.

You never thought your shy Felix would be handling you like this as you present yourself to him, to use you freely as he wants.

But all he actually wants is to bring you pleasure like you've never felt before, making sure to ruin every man for you so you only belong to him.

Eventually he speeds up, his fingers perfectly hitting your sweet spot and driving you insane, as you drip around him, the wet sounds are so loud that it makes you feel even more aroused.

Felix leans down and unexpectedly starts kissing and gently biting the flesh on your ass as he holds your hip and ruts his fingers fast into you.

"Ah, ah, Lix- Lixie, ah! Felix!"- you moan desperately as you tremble, squirting a fountain as he keeps on fucking into you, prolonging your orgasm as much as he can, teeth sinking into your flesh as you squirm under him.

"Oh..."- you're speechles when he pulls out, you can't feel your legs and your ears are ringing.

"You with me, angel?"- Felix hovers above you as he caresses your head gently.

"That was the best orgasm ever."- you exhale.

"Told you I wanna make you feel better."- he smirks, hearing you praise him boosts his ego and makes his cock twitch and throb painfully inside his tight boxers.

"Is there more?"- you chuckle making him laugh and he gently turns you to lay on your back.

"If you want, I can offer more special massages."- he smirks as his eyes roam all over your body, his hands squeezing your thighs and massaging them gently.

You look down to see his dick straining in his pants.

He follows your eyes and looks down too, just as you hook your fingers in his pants.

"I want your cock, Lixie."- you say as you slowly slide his pants down.

"You do?"- he looks a bit surprised and you giggle.

"Mhm."- you say as you finally free him.

"Oh."- you gasp. "You're a grower."- you add with a smirk.

"Oh shut up."- he looks embarassed suddenly and you start giggling again.

"Come here and kiss me first."- you say and his eyes soften as he leans down to kiss you sloppily, your tongues crashing against each other, his heavy cock pressed against you.

"So pretty."- you bit on his lip as your hands wrap around his length.

"What, my cock?"- he chuckles.

"Mhm. Want it so bad."- you whimper, and Felix groans lowly.

"You can have it, angel. Anything you need."- he says as he slowly pushes inside you.

"Mm. More."- your legs wrap around him, making him hit deeper as he keeps pushing his length inside you until he fills you up to the brim.

"Feeling relaxed?"- he asks, his hand coming up to brush your hair behind your ear and gently touch your face.

"Mhm, I have no thoughts at all."- you give him a smile and he chuckles quietly.

"Then, let's keep it that way."- he says as he slowly starts sliding his cock against your walls.

Felix keeps working hard to make you satisified and relaxed, to get you into a state of pure bliss, even if it means putting his own pleasure at the back shelf as he makes you cum on his cock over and over again.

He fucks you until you're shaking and crying, gripping at his biceps and clawing at his back, whimpering how sensitive you are, your pussy sloppy and shaped to fit his cock, which is when he finally lets go, cumming inside you hard, filling you up with his hot cum.

And when you fall asleep in his arms, a small blissful smile on your face, Felix knows he has accomplished his mission.

And he will do it again in a heartbeat, anything to make you feel better.

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[nightingale-prompts]

Babying Batboy

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"He's all yours Kori!" Dick said holding up the Batboy burrito.

Danny chirped in distress as Starfire picked him up and swung him around in her arms. "You are much smaller than I thought. So little and cute!"

"Let me see, I wanna see his wings!" Beastboy said rushing over to get a look.

"Nightwing, what's that bag for?" Raven asked Dick joining in.

"It's Batboy's diaper bag." As he said this Danny's eyes snapped in his direction with murder in them, daring Dick to even try putting a diaper on him.

"Æah!" Danny babbled angrily.

"Don't worry he is housebroken." He laughed. "I put his supplies inside. His blanket, his bottles, chew toys, and this set of superhero themed pacifiers. You should give him one now. He gets fussy."

Danny turned red with embarrassment. Toddler-sized or not he was not going to be treated like a baby, at least not in front of the Titans.

"Aww, these are so cute. I've never really understood the use of these things since they weren't needed on my plant but i heart human babies need these." Kori laughed picking out the purple and black Raven themed pacifier and pushing it right into Danny's face.

Danny turned his head to avoid it.

"Looks like the little man doesn't want that one." Cyborg laughed picking up the green and purple Beastboy pacifier instead.

Danny turned his head the other way only to have the red and green Robin pacifier lodged in him mouth.

"I was right, he wanted one that matches his dad." Raven said.

"It's still hard to believe you had a kid," Cyborg said to Nightwing.

"I know, I thought my figure would never recover." Nightwing joked.

The group settled in the living room. Danny was still trapped in Starfire's lap, angrily chewing holes in the pacifier. If Dick pulled out baby food Danny would bite him.

"You know he has deformed wings, right?" Gar tried to sound tactful as he pulled one of Danny's wings to full splay. "His wings are only connected to his back muscles and not his chest. They would need more muscle, bone and wing span to fly. Not to mention the base sits so weirdly at his spine. Poor kid."

Danny hiccuped and tears welled up in his eyes.

One of the drawbacks of shifting is that it requires a shift in your mental state. Cravings, behaviors, and emotions change to match. Currently, the bat and toddler parts are overwriting his sensible older brain.

Right now his feelings were hurt because he worked so hard to make his wing and trained so hard to fly.

"Wehh," Danny whined.

"Gar! You know he might understand you!" Kori scolded him as he hugged Danny close to her chest and patted his back.

"Let me get him." Dick said leaning over to take Danny from Starfire only to have Danny smack his hand because this was all his fault this happened.

Danny pouted leaning into Kori.

"Guys Hex High is one!" Cyborg said calling everyone to the TV.

The other Titans scrambled to get a good seat to watch their favorite show.

Danny immediately perked up to watch.

This episode was a rerun. Nicky the android was debating who to ask to the dance. Rosetta Ferns the bush nymph or Alaska North the Yeti. Nicky doesn't know that Alaska was already going with her ex-boyfriend Finley Reef to see if they can make up and get back together.

"Alaska is too good for either of them and Rosetta deserves better than to be a second choice." Gar sneered.

"Finley was always taking advantage of Alaska's sheltered past to get her to do what he wanted. Remember when he told her that no one would eat the Gundruk she made for the potluck because he thought it was gross." Starfire chipped in.

Danny nodded along he fully agreed. Alaska was his favorite.

Dick hadn't actually watched the show but now he was stuck in the middle of the marathon and he finally understood why everyone loved this show.

Raven was actually the biggest fan and loved Whitney Wisteria the Witch.

Danny had successfully chewed through the pacifier only to get a bottle of juice instead because Kori thought he was hungry.

[flowerbunnyboo]

ROOM SERVICE | back

starring: hyunjin x male reader

summary: Hyunjin calls room service but ends up servicing the room service boy

nsfw, minors dni

“Yeah can you please send room service ? Yes ! Thank you !”, Hyunjin cut the call and kept the phone back. He was really hungry and that’s why he decided to get some food from room service.

The idol was training in his room. He had gotten extra fit and was really happy with his body. Hyunjin took off his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror. He admired the way his body was looking and he was pleased with it.

He took his phone and decided to take some pictures for the fans. “Let me tease them a bit”, Hyunjin said with a teasing tone as he uploaded the photos.

He was busy on his phone, sitting there shirtless when the door was knocked upon. “Come in !”, Hyunjin yelled as he sat there. In walked in the room service man with a mask on his face and the trolley of food.

“Here’s your meal sir”, Mn said not looking directly at Hyunjin. He was almost drooling inside the mask seeing Hyunjin’s hot body. His eyes went up and then came back down.

Hyunjin looked up and caught the man looking at his abs. Hyunjin too checked him out and smirked realising that the guy was getting horny looking at Hyunjin’s body.

Hyunjin got up making Mn nervous but instead he walked and locked the door. Mn felt his pants tighten with very look he was taking at Hyunjin. Hyunjin smirked and walked up to the man. He lifted off his mask revealing his drooling face.

“You seem like a delicious meal. Wanna have taste of me ?”, Hyunjin growled as he attacked Mn’s neck. Mn squirmed as he felt his neck being sucked on.

“What’s your name pretty boy ?”, Hyunjin asked as he starts massaging Mn’s ass. “M-Mn !”, Mn moaned. Hyunjin liked his reaction. “Come taste me”, Hyunjin said and sat on the edge of the bed.

Mn went on his knees and removed Hyunjin’s pants and gawked at his big cock. “What are you looking at ? Suck it”, Hyunjin grabbed Mn’s head and started face fucking it with his cock. Mn could feel the dick hit the back of his throat. He gagged but it felt good.

Hyunjin was fucking Mn with his cock while with his foot he was palming Mn’s crotch. Mn felt like he was going to cum and he came all over in his pants. “What a slut ! Take my cum”, Hyunjin said and shot his load inside Mn’s mouth.

Mn swallowed it all and it mesmerised Hyunjin how Mn’s luscious lips licked his cum. He picked up Mn making him yelp and threw him on the bed. He tore Mn’s pants and started eating his hole without any warning.

“FUCK !”, Mn moaned, his tongue hits all the right spots. “Feels good ?”, Hyunjin asked and all Mn could do was nod. He was shivering with pleasure and he came for the second time. “It’s time for the big event”, Hyunjin smirked and spanked Mn’s ass.

He aligned his cock with Mn’s tight pink hole and slammed his dick right inside. Hyunjin thrusted his cock deep inside Mn’s body making Mn whimper. He spanked Mn’s ass until it was red with his hand prints.

He was in heaven. The way Mn’s hole was squeezing his cock was making him feel better. He grabbed Mn’s hands and pulled them backwards and started roughly thrusting into Mn. “Fu-fuckkk.. don’ttt sto-op”, Mn trembled as his hole was being stretched open.

Hyunjin smirked seeing Mn’s expression.

Hyunjin thrusted one last time and picked up Mn and placed him on the chair and started fucking him there. Mn was moaning like a bitch in heat with the way Hyunjin’s big cock was fucking his insides. Mn had spit all over his face.

He couldn’t control his body and he came all over the chair. He groaned at the overstimulation Hyunjin’s cock was giving. “Fuck I’m gonna”, Hyunjin moaned as Mn’s hole tightened and he came right inside Mn’s hole.

Hyunjin didn’t pull out and instead kissed the bottom’s lips. Mn was taken aback but didn’t question it cause he was tired.

“Let’s stay like this. I love being inside you”, Hyunjin whispered into Mn’s ear as the two of them laid naked, dirty on the bed. “What about my job ?”, Mn panicked. Hyunjin kissed his temple. “Don’t worry. You’re with me now. Plus you’re pretty cute. So..why don’t we get to know each other ?”, Hyunjin smiled. Mn smiled and nodded.

What a lucky day to be a room service man !

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[clockwayswrites]

City Pigeons Bleed Green Part 6

WC:1288 Masterpost CW: Self-esteem issues, past abuse, past experimentation, past starvation

“Hey Kid,” Jason said after he knocked on the door. It may have been left open a crack for safety reasons, but Jason still wanted to give the kid as much privacy as they could with all this.

The kid looked up at him from the bed with wide, startled eyes.

Right.

“I’m the one with the helmet.”

“I, yeah, same outfit,” the kid mumbled but didn’t look any less wide eyed.

Jason held back a sigh “Can I come in?”

“Sure, yeah,” the kid said as he forced himself to sit up against the wall with shaky arms.

Jason took the seat that Tim had used and kept a careful distance between them, even as he leaned forward and clasped his hands. “I want you to be honest with me, Kid, because you feeling safe here is the most important thing. I’ve made some soup and I’d like you to eat it and some bread, but if you don’t feel comfortable eating something I made we can do am MRE instead. That way you can know it’s still sealed.”

“No. I mean, no to the MRE. Soup sounds…” the kid had to stop and swallow. “That sounds really good.”

“Okay, Kid,” Jason said with as gentle of a voice as he could manage right then. “It’s only going to be a small portion to start, just to give your body time to adjust, but you keep it down and are still hungry there will be more. Whenever you’re hungry there will be food, I promise, and you don’t have to do anything to earn or deserve it. You can just ask whoever is around. Hell, when you’re well enough to walk around you can get anything you want from the fridge or pantry, okay?”

The kid nodded slowly, but that wide eyed look was back. Jason was going to have to warn the others about making sure that the kid ate and knew that he had free access to the food. They should get some granola bars, chips, and bottled drinks for the kid’s room too, but only once they knew the kid wouldn’t gorge himself.

“And just to check, any allergies or restrictions? I made the soup vegan, just to be safe, but it’s got some corn starch as a thickener.”

The kid shook their head.

“Good. After you eat, if you feel up to it, it would be good for you to take a bath or shower. But if you can’t,” Jason gave a little shrug, “that’s fine too. It can be another time.”

The kid shook his head. “I want to. I mean, if I can, I want to. A shower sounds… really good.”

“Yeah, I bet it does. I’ll go get you that soup and a sports drink. I know it’s going to suck, but we’re going to want to track you staying hydrated so you’ll be drinking lots,” Jason warned to another answering nod. He closed the door most of the way behind him again as he left the bedroom.

“He was awake then?” Dick asked softly when Jason moved to fill up a bowl.

“Yeah. Hey, can you start a log? I want to track what the kid eats and drinks and when,” Jason said.

“What’s the starvation concern?” Dick asked with a little frown as he tapped on the tablet.

“Right now I’m worried about the kid not believe he can eat whenever he’s hungry, so we’ll have to keep asking. But we need to watch for gorging. Lots of small meals often right now.”

Dick nodded. “Okay. I’ll make the log and set a silent alarm for whoever’s with him every hour. Did you talk about moving safe houses?”

Jason shook his head as he place two bowls and a plate of buttered bread on a lap tray. “We’ll let him get fed and through the shower first, maybe even another nap.”

“We don’t want him to get too settled here,” Dick pointed out.

“But we also don’t want to spook him,” Jason countered.

Dick just sighed. “Fucking timing.”

Jason opened his mouth—

“And if you make a dick joke right now I will throw something at you, little wing, I am not kidding.”

Jason help his hands up in surrender for a moment before he picked up the tray and headed back to the bedroom. He knocked with his foot before he pushed the door open.

The kid had fixed the bed while Jason was out of the room. He even straightened up the mess of tools that Tim had left.

It made Jason’s stomach turn over.

“You didn’t have to clean up,” Jason said, hoping to let the kid know he didn’t have do work to stay. “Red leaves a mess wherever he goes.”

The words had the opposite effect and the kid ducked his head. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have touched.”

“Nah, it’s fine,” Jason soothed. He’d have to mention this to the others too. “It’s nice not to accidentally step on a screw or something, just that you didn’t have to. Can I set the tray on your lap?”

The kid nodded and scrambled to straighten back up. Jason was careful not to touch him as he set the tray down and made sure it was balanced.

“So I divided the veggies up differently. Which bowl do you want?”

The kid’s eyes darted between the two bowls and then up to Jason, as if trying to find the right answer.

“I don’t mind either,” Jason added, casually as he could, and sat on the bed next to the kid. “I can get more if I want it. Hell, I probably will. Spoiler always says I’m a bottomless pit with how I eat.”

Slowly, the kid reached out to scoot the bowl more more potato chunks closer to him. He glanced up at Jason from under the messy white bangs. Jason just smiled and took the other bowl for himself. He blew on a spoonful of soup before starting to eat. A beat latter, the kid did the same.

Jason ate steadily, setting a rhythm for the kid to follow, and the kid was mimicking him. It was almost like the other didn’t even know how to eat any more. For a moment, Jason had to close his eyes and breathe. The Pit Rage wasn’t what it used to be, but there was a still an anger that could burn inside him and when it did, it burned so fiercely hot. Right then, it wanted to burn whoever did this to the kid to ashes. Jason didn’t much want to stop it, but he wouldn’t risk scaring the kid for vengeance.

Not when this was his new little brother.

(He wasn’t going to mess up this time, not again.)

The sound of the spoon scraping softly against the bowl next to him trailed off. Jason kept eating, focused on his own bowl, so not to call note to it. He’d like the kid to eat a little more, but he wouldn’t push it. He’d push so little with this kid, not outside of keeping him safe.

When the barely there weight settled against Jason’s side, he froze.

Slowly he turned his head as little as possible.

The kid was tipped over, head pillowed against Jason’s arm, sound asleep.

Jason reached up with his other hand and tapped his comm twice. Dick was at the door in a flash, silent despite having obviously run. The alert bled out of Dick as he took in the sight and his face split into a grin. Silently laughing, Dick raised the tablet still in his hands and started taking photos.

Jason flicked him off for the next shot.

Damn brothers.

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AN: Another mostly soft Trauma Tuesday! But my is poor Danny messed up... at least he has his big brothers looking after him! (Even he doesn't know that part yet.)

I no longer tag, but you can subscribe here!

[sam24]

String Beans and Goldfish

Summary: Defending someone who everyone hates is hard. Especially when you're standing in front of a bunch of gang members and Mr. Serpent Hottie won't stop staring at you.

Pairing: Sweet Pea x fem!reader

*****

As soon as you walked through the door, you felt the piercing gaze of 20 something pairs of eyes on you. There was only one that truly mattered, but you pushed down your weird volatile feelings and cleared your throat, stepping up to Jughead.

“What are you doing here?” He raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you were into gaming.”

You rolled your eyes with a scoff. “Sorry Jughead, I’m not here to join this fun little club you’ve got going on here. I’m here to talk to you guys.”

“See Jughead, she’s probably here to tell us how stupid our club sounds. Literally who’s going to believe this.” Fangs whined.

You avoided looking at Fangs, because you knew exactly who would be standing right next to him.

“Honestly, I don’t give a shit about your club. I just need to talk to you guys about Reggie.”

You heard a collective groan among them at the name of Riverdale High’s star athlete, infamous among the Serpents for being a complete asshole.

“Why? You here to defend that dick? You his girlfriend or something?”

Shit.

You looked to where the voice came from, although you knew exactly who it was. You made eye contact with him, his eyes, cold and proud, staring into you intently, waiting for an answer. There was an emotion rippling through his body that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

Anger? Jealousy? Both?

Sweet Pea remembered the first time he saw you- the drag race. You were leaning against the truck Reggie was sitting on, your elbow resting on Kevin’s shoulder, looking annoyed as you squinted in the sun.

You had taken a sip out of Reggie’s red solo cup, making a disgusted scrunched up face before shoving the drink back into his hands.

Sweet Pea almost smirked from his place on his motorcycle next to Toni, but remembered he wouldn’t be caught dead smiling at a Northsider.

He couldn’t help but steal glances at you the whole time, and he for sure as hell could see you looking back at him.

The second time he saw you was on the Serpents’ disastrous first day at Riverdale High.

You were standing off to the side behind Kevin, trying your best not to cringe at Veronica’s enthusiasm and Archie’s uncomfiness. Sweet Pea wasn’t even listening to whatever Veronica was saying, instead eye-flirting with you the whole time.

You didn’t say anything when Cheryl and Reggie made their dramatic entrance down the stairs, apart from an audible groan and an eye roll. But, he did see you pull the sleeve of Reggie’s jacket back when he tried to storm up to Sweet Pea, a glint of warning in your eyes. Reggie immediately backed down, and Sweet Pea scowled at the sight, a string of jealousy pulling in his stomach.

He later learned you were in his World History fifth hour class. You and Cheryl walked in late, accompanied by Principal Weatherbee. Cheryl holding a rag to her bleeding nose, and a bruise forming on your knuckles, and your seat was coincidentally the one right next to the one he sat in.

”Damn you must be one hungry chick.” Sweet Pea watched as you pulled out yet another pack of goldfish.

“Thanks, string bean.” You smiled, trying your best to cover up the rapid beating of your heart. “It’s one of my best qualities.”

He raised his eyebrows with a smirk. “It’s actually Sweet Pea.”

“Well, Sweet Pea, maybe you should take me to Pop’s one time and I can show you much I can eat in one sitting.” You said with a wink, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

And before Sweet Pea could flirt back, Reggie stormed over, narrowing his eyes at Sweet Pea, threat clear in his eyes. Before he could throw out an insult, the teacher interrupted, loudly telling Reggie to sit down.

He grudgingly did, but he spent the rest of class glaring murderously at Sweet Pea. And of course, Sweet Pea flirted with you even more because of that.

And now you were here, at an undercover Serpent meeting trying to defend him.

That filled Sweet Pea with rage.

“Look, string- Sweet Pea. I’m not trying to make up excuses for him. I’m just trying to show you his side.”

“Those sound an awful lot like excuses, sweetheart.” Sweet Pea sneered.

You tried not to choke at the nickname.

“Look, Pea, I don’t want to get in the middle of whatever sexual tension is going on between you two, but how about we hear what she’s gotta say.” Toni tried to reason.

“Thank you.” You sent Toni a warm smile, ignoring the first part of her sentence, before facing the rest of them.

“Okay look. I know, Reggie is an asshole. But deep down . . . he’s actually still kind of an asshole- you know what, I have no clue where I’m going with this, lemme start over.” You said with the wave of your hand. “Reggie’s going through a lot right now. His dad- let’s just say he isn’t the best father.”

You paused, thinking how to phrase your thoughts. “He’s going through a lot of shit at home, and-”

“So? That gives him a right to treat us like shit? Tell Reggie to get over himself. Other kids get abused, doesn’t mean they go around acting like dickbags.” Sweet Pea snarled, venom dripping from his voice.

You narrowed your eyes at him, getting defensive. “No, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m just saying- honestly I don’t even know what I’m saying.”

You looked down at the floor, suddenly feeling stupid. You kicked at the tile, your converse skidding on the floor.

“I’ve known Reggie for a long time, and what I’ve accumulated over all this time is that Reggie is terrible with feelings. When he’s mad, he’s angry. When he’s sad, he’s angry. When he feels like shit, he’s angry. It may not seem like it, but he’s really hurting inside. So he thinks the solution is to take it out on other people. And you guys are the perfect target.” You got quieter, the previous anger in your voice turning into sadness.

Sweet Pea suddenly felt guilty for yelling, which was a feeling he rarely ever felt.

“Look, guys. If you want to beat him up, go for it, he honestly deserves it for being so terrible.” You took in a breath. “But try not to kill him, please. He’s my best friend.” Your voice went down to a whisper at the end.

The kid next to Sweet Pea rolled his eyes. “Please. Save the acting, bitc-”

He was quickly silenced by the thunderous slam of Sweet Pea’s palm onto the desk.

“Nevermind.” His jaw clenched.

Sweet Pea’s eyes stayed on the desk, but he caught the slight smile on your face. He was too proud to tell you that he’ll try to go easy on Reggie, just for you, but you understood.

And that was what made you special.

Before anyone could say anything, Reggie’s voice echoed in the hallway, calling your name.

“You should probably go before your boyfriend gets mad.” Sweet Pea muttered angrily, falling even deeper into the dark pit called jealousy.

You turned to walk out the door, but not before looking Sweet Pea dead in the eye.

”He’s not my boyfriend, string bean.”

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Could we get a crumb of disowned!verse with a side of Alfred? Adopted grandfather my beloved

When the door opened Alfred expected to be greeted by Jason. Instead, he found himself being scrutinized intently by a dark eyed little girl holding a small yapping dog. A growling Boxer wagging their nubbly tail, and a wolf hound who, while aging and friendly enough was watching carefully. "Can I help you?"

"Ah yes- my name is Alfred Pennyworth-"

"Jay," she called over her shoulder, "this is a you thing." She turned back and looked at him, stepping back to let him inside, "Hang on a second. I think he's trying to get Lee to eat a carrot. Living room is that way." She pointed down the hall and tried to disappear up the stairs holding her dog, only to meet you half way down.

"Ky what-"

"I don't know, I told Jason-"

"Jesus wept. Please. Go fold your clothes. Preferably BEFORE I lose my mind and just start a bonfire in the yard." You scrub your hand over your face and stifle a groan shooing dogs out of the way, meeting Alfred's slightly mystified look. "That would be Kylie. She's 11 going on 21 and currently working my last nerve- You must be Alfred."

"And you must be Y/N. Dick has told me marvelous things," he said taking the hand you offered with a smile. Noting that your hands were work rough. The house was clean and the girl, despite your threat of a bonfire; had been clean, well-fed, and well-dressed.

"I'm shocked. Are you hungry? It's a ridiculous trip out here. Jason's been doing... I don't rightly know what in the kitchen but I'm sure he's got something around." "Tea would be lovely," he assured you, letting the wolfhound sniff at him. And Distantly, through what he assumed was the kitchen door- he could hear Jason. And the dulcet tones of a small boy in a snit. A sound he had not heard in a number of years and until he heard it now, hadn't realized quite how much he missed it.

[biteofcherry]

Okay, I lied. It's me again! 🫠🤤🥵

Since Kindergarten Teacher!Ari Levinson got paired up with a nice Aunt to a cute niece, what kind of pairings would the following have in that same Kindergarten School? How would they meet up and how would they hook up?

1) Administration Officer!Lloyd Hansen - He's also in-charge of the Secretaries, Nurses, Receptionist, etc.

2) Maintenance Coordinator!Curtis Everett - He's in-charge of the Bus Drivers/Supervisors, Utilities, Security Guards, etc.

3) Principal!Steve Rogers - He's in-charge of Academics and Administration

4) Accountant!Bucky Barnes - crunching numbers

5) Public Relations Officer!Ransom Drysdale - includes Marketing

6) CEO/KG Consultant!Andy Barber - He's the head honcho

7) Kindergarten Teacher!Nick Fowler

I don't know if you're aware, but I've been naming you evil goblin Anon. Turns out the goblin is occasionally a softie, who doesn't only want to see me suffer 😜

In reference to kindergarten teacher Ari.

Under the cut because my reply turned out long. Also some of these are fucking hilarious 😂 really, better not be drinking when you read it, especially Lloyd and Nick 🤣

Lloyd - of course he's in charge of all the secretaries, receptionists and nurses, I bet he has a different one for every day of the week (weekends included) 😎 He likes to undo buttons on women's clothes, but loves to push buttons even more. And what a better opportunity than meeting with an OSHA inspector! In reality, Lloyd makes sure everything is perfect when it comes to regulations, nothing needs to be improved, but he just loves the faces you make when he plays a careless asshole. His smirk when you stare at him, unsure if he was joking or being serious about leaving some wires for the kids to play with. At the end of inspection Lloyd makes a comment that usually after being poked and probed at the doctor's he gets a lollipop, but what you'll give him instead after your probing 🤣 Lloyd instantly knows he hit the jackpot with you, when he said in a low tone "I've never violated OSHA regulations at work, but I can violate you a bit later, if you want me to, Sunshine" and you moaned.

Curtis - Your catering company is newly hired to prepare meals for the kids of that kindergarten. The staff can also get the meals, but you've noticed Curtis never joins others at the time of meal. You've made some inquiries, if perhaps his meal wasn't paid in advance, but it turned out it was, he just ate it much much later (apparently after everyone was gone). So one day, after helping out dishing out all the food to hungry kiddos and the staff, you take Curtis' portion and go around looking for him. You find him in the far corner of the playground, sitting in the sun and eating a small sandwich. Turns out, Curtis avoids shared meals, because he's aware the kids are a bit scared of him (he's big, dressed in dark clothes which often get dirty from all the maintenance work he does, and has some visible scars). So he eats alone and later takes his catering portion back home. Somehow, since that day, you end up sharing lunch with Curtis. And one day he asks, if you'd maybe like to also eat dinner with him. In a restaurant.

Steve - gets me, because I said so 😏 Seriously, tho. Steve ends up with a doctor/nurse. It's a completely outside of kindergarten meeting, however it's because of the kindergarten. Steve ends up in your ER after getting into a fight with one of the fathers (it was a complete mess, Andy almost went completely gray because of it). When he tells you he got into a fight you almost roll your eyes, because you're so done with aggressive men. But then he mentions he punched a kid's father after learning he was abusing his kids. And he didn't care if he was going to lose his job, he doesn't tolerate any bullies, but especially ones hurting children. It wasn't a part of medical treatment, but you were ready to suck his dick right then and there. Instead, you offered him lunch (and went down on him afterwards...)

Bucky - he's a nerdy, focused, hot as fuck cutie who ends up with a fellow cute, nerdy accountant. You managed to get into kindergarten's accountant on internship, though they usually hire only Bucky. He's half your colleague, half mentor and 100% the hero of your needy dreams. There's occasional flirting, but Bucky won't cross the line as long as you're an intern. So you spend your working hours being dutiful, but also talking over your passions or new discoveries, or funny stories. You kinda meet Bucky's sister, because she tends to call at least once a week and he just puts her on speaker - which led to you occasionally joining their conversations. Then in the evening you lie in bed and get yourself off, imagining Bucky. Then your internship ends and it's almost heartbreaking that you won't get to see him daily. Bucky asks if you'd like to do a small send-away, which ends up just the two of you in a nice restaurant and then a stroll and ice cream, and then you losing count of your orgasms.

Ransom - I never even thought kindergartens have PR officers. If it's a private one then I get it, I guess. But I don't think Steve would run a private one, so we just going to assume Ransom does marketing for them as an annoying favor (while also having his main job for a different company). Still, pro-bono or not, Ransom is adamant on maintaining his level of professionalism, which means his level of snobbish. You're a single mom who is very engaged and critical. Steve doesn't have to rein Ransom in, because you're there, marching into his office with complaints about making the new website of the affordable kindergarten look as if it was for upper class only. There are a few other occasions when you clash with him, until the annual kids' photoshoot comes. You're ready to argue with Ransom again, expecting him to organize some snobbish royal type of stiff photoshoot, but instead it's a carefree, happy chaos at a mini zoo. And Ransom is there in simple jeans and softest looking sweater, holding a fucking baby goat. You bluntly propose him sex, because you really really felt like fucking him. What starts as a few hot booty calls turns into something more serious.

Andy - poor Andy needs someone to help him survive this kindergarten from hell that he's running. The kids are great, but his staff is causing him gray hair 😂 You meet Andy when you write your dissertation and set up a meeting with him to talk about economics in educational systems. During your interview Andy notices that while you ask very smart questions, you seem bored by it all. It's quite unprofessional, but you admit to him that you chase your degree, because you always thought you want to make a big career. But the last few years, especially since you've been visiting some kindergartens when doing research, you've found yourself longing after that - having kids, caring for them and for a household. You blurt out to Andy that you get so very excited about doing decorations and baking for the holidays and if you could that would be your daily reality. It hits a certain spark in Andy's housewife kink, but he simply comments that you can always make that dream come true after getting your degree. He also asks you to give him a call when your paper is finished. And you actually do. You're so proud and happy (including being happy that it's over), then Andy invites you to dinner. Few months later you end up married and pregnant and happy to stay at home.

Nick - first of all, when I thought of Nick as a teacher the only thing that came to my mind was:

🤣🤣🤣

seriously, I bet he's the one teaching kids about secondary locations

So I went with that thought. Nick is a teacher, but not of one group of kids. He's hired to do safety drills and teach how to call an ambulance, or what to do if you know something bad is happening to another kid. He's also there when groups go on trips. But he occasionally can be too cool about it, aka too brusque. Kids love it, but you - a fellow teacher - try to keep him in line. At a kindergarten's funfair, where Nick helps kiddos throw balls to dunk principal Rogers, you eat too much funnel cake (well, you tell yourself later it's because of all the sugar) and drag Nick into an empty classroom for a quickie (insert a joke about taking him to a secondary location🤣)

[knockyasocksoff2022]

Dazai's a jerk when he's sick.

From last year's Sicktember prompts.

Chuuya's Perspective:

Something slams into me and I jolt awake. I sit up and look around but the room is dark and the only other person around is my partner, and he’s fast asleep. Damn brat must’ve kicked me!

The clock says there’s still an hour before I need to be awake, but once I’ve been woken I don’t fall easily asleep again so I might as well get ready, while I can still have my coffee in peace before Osamu wakes up.

Before I can finish it though my stomach starts growling fiercely. Normally as soon as we get up Osamu starts making breakfast, but today he’s still asleep.

Huffing I walk back into our bedroom to wake my husband, I do feel a little bit guilty for waking him early but I need food.

I shake his shoulders, but he stays perfectly still. I do it again, but still nothing. It’s strange, because of his insomnia, he’s always easy to wake up.

Finally, I resort to yanking the covers off. He wakes immediately. 

“WHAT?” His voice positively drips with annoyance and anger, he glares daggers at me. It catches me off guard and I don’t answer. “Oh, so you just woke me up for nothing, is that it?”  He takes the duvet from the floor and begins to lay back down.

At last, I unfreeze, whatever guilt I had before gone, “Hey! Asshole, wake up, I need breakfast, and you owe me because you kicked me out of bed!” The words come out harsh, my tone matching his.

“I don’t care.” is all he says his eyes not even open.

We go back and forth for a while before I end up dragging him out of bed and into the kitchen.

“I can’t cook, it’s too cold in here.”

“It is not! It’s 22 degrees, you’re fine, now please hurry up, I’m starving.”

“I’m not hungry, why should I cook if I’m not going to eat?”

“Osamu, stop being a lazy bastard, we’re going to be late.” The words are exasperated more than angry.

“Hmph!”

With a sigh that sounds suspiciously like the word slug, he starts cooking. Breakfast takes way longer than usual and is a little burnt but I’m hungry so it’ll do. True to his word, Osamu doesn’t eat with me, opting instead to go back to bed. Maybe whatever grumpy monster possessed him this morning will have left his body when I wake him up next.

While he sleeps I dress and ready myself for work, when I look presentable I go to poke the beast.

-

I thought he might be less of a demon after a bit more sleep but, apparently not.

When I shake him this time he wakes immediately.

“Can’t even a dumb Chibi like you see that I’m trying to sleep!”

“What did you just say?” annoyance boils under my skin, I don’t want to do this again.

“I said you’re dumb,” he says curling back up.

I yank away the duvet and extra blanket he added, “Say that again, I dare you?”

“Chibi is dumb, as in stupid, and clearly has hearing problems, now go away and let me sleep!” His voice is cold, it ticks me off.

“You have to wake up. You have a job you know. I mean I don’t know how they haven’t fired you yet, but you at least need to go in.” 

“Leave me alone, Chuuya.” his tone is the same one I use when I’m warning an enemy not to try me. What’s with him today? I mean, he’s always kind of a disrespectful dick but, damn.

I make my tone just as cutting, “Well I can’t leave you here, you’ll probably burn down the house and kill yourself or something. Now get up and get dressed, you’re late.”

“I said LEAVE ME ALONE, CHUUYA!!!” his voice sounds like a roar, so loud it scares me.

“Jesus, Osamu, what’s with you today, it’s unlike you to be this shitty? You know what, don’t answer, it’s fine. I don’t even care, go to sleep and die, that’ll make me really happy. I’m going to go to work like a contributing member of society.” and with that I walk out, locking the door behind me.

—

When I get back the house is completely silent, Osamu must be out in the river or wherever he plans to stage his latest attempt on his life. My words from this morning come back to me, I told him he should just die. . . . No, he wouldn’t, he wouldn’t take that seriously. He knows how much I love him, right? It’s fine, he knows I didn’t mean it. The self-assurance doesn’t work very well.

I start to get up to go look for him when I hear loud coughing and then a thud of something human-sized hitting the floor. I run towards the origin of the sound, our bedroom, and throw open the door.

Osamu lays on the floor, on his back, looking rather disoriented. He must’ve coughed so hard he fell.

“Huh?” he sees me, “Oh, Chuuya, how long have you been here, are you going to help me, or not?” His voice is still bitter but the scratchiness of it cuts down the intimidation factor. . . and then he breaks into a coughing fit, and it doesn’t stop the coughing continues and continues a seemingly endless supply of wet hacking coughs bursting out of him so quickly it even looks painful.

I rub his back, my anger long forgotten.

When the fit finally ends his nose is runny and he scrubs it on his sleeve. I can practically feel the heat from his pale body by just being next to him, but I put my hand on his forehead anyway. He’s burning. 

Guilt sweeps through me, when I shook him and when I yanked him out of bed he’d felt warm but I’d assumed that it was just from the blankets.

“You’re sick.”

“No, really?” he croaks

“Come on, let’s get you something for that cough.”

“No, I don’t wanna move.”

“Fine. What have you taken today? Have you even eaten anything today?”

“You think I’ve been able to get out of bed like this?” his sarcasm remains strong even as his voice slowly crackles out.

I ignore it, knowing an argument is the last thing he needs right now. “Okay, I’ll take it that’s a no. Well, you need medicine as quickly as possible so, I know it isn’t really ‘sick person food’ but can you eat some tonkatsu? It’s all we have in the fridge, and you gotta eat something before I give you medicine. Your stomach’s okay, right?”

He nods, I think his voice must be completely gone now.

He pokes at the breading of the pork, slightly soggy from being in the fridge, and pouts, shoving it away.

“Well, sorry, Your Royal Highness, shopping day is tomorrow and I didn’t have much to work with.” I huff, trying not to get annoyed.

With a scowl, he pulls the plate back towards him and begins to peel the breading off.

-

When he’s finally finished, (I swear he ate so slowly just to annoy me, his hatred for medicine aside) he pouts again.

“You’ve gotta take this. You’re warm as hell, this isn’t just something you can sleep off.”

He shakes his head. His voice is long gone, but I can read his lips: “Nu-uh.”

“Yuh-huh. Open up. And don’t you dare act like this is the most disgusting thing you’ve tasted, I‘ve seen you eat year-old canned crab.”

He narrows his eyes, testing me. At last, he huffs, nodding sharply and holding up a finger. One.

“Yeah, just one big sip. I’ll make coffee after, kay.”

He takes the cup, sniffs it then mock gags. 

“Arse.”

-

Five minutes of convincing later, the cup is empty. I groan, my anklebone sore from sitting on the hardwood floor like that for so long.

“You’re a jerk when you’re sick, you know that.”

He nods again, then waves me off towards the kitchen, muttering, “Coffee.”

-

When I return he’s fast asleep.

I can’t help but laugh. “Jerk,” I whisper to no one.

[beelspillowpet]

“I’m Hungry.” - Beelzebub x OC/MC

It’s been a while but I slipped up (with a friend) and wrote some stuff. I ended up writing for two hours lol. ANOTHER NSFW piece with Beelzebub because of course as a Beelzebitch I have to create and consume content of him 🧡 

tskr, Eden for saving me time and reminding me I drew a header lol

Content warnings: Breed Kink | Overstim(?) | Size Kink | Like reeeeeeally big cock and a tiny woman | If it’s not obvious, Jinx is TINY.

~

Beelzebub sat on his bed, scrolling through his DDD looking for his food apps. He had complained of being hungry and wasn't allowed to leave his room until it was cleaned. Belpheghor was nowhere to be found for the extent of the exchange program and thus Jinx, his human transfer he was responsible for, had to take the lead. His hunger got to him before long while she swept the floor.

"Gaah... I'm starving... I ordered everything and it won't be here until way later..."

"Do you... want me to make you a snack?" Jinx offers, turning her head to look at him. The limitation was that Beelzebub couldn't leave the room. She heard no clause about herself though, and while she may be pushing buttons it was better than the gluttony lord getting so hungry that he devours her instead.

Despite her question though, Beelzebub seemed unimpressed. He stared at her, eyebrow raised.

"Actual food. Not me."

"I know that. Why did you think I'd eat you?"

"Well... ugh, just forget it."

Beelzebub laid back on his bed, stretching. "Don't tell me something ridiculous like "you wouldn't taste good" or something..."

Jinx cocked her head to the side. "Given we speak about cannibals or... well, you. I'd say I probably do. But I'm not on the menu."

"You'd be right about that. But you sound nervous." Beelzebub grinned. "Ya' scared~?"

Jinx rolled her eyes, setting her broom aside. "Not scared. Just cautious. Are you hitting on me?

"It'd be offensive if I didn't." Beelzebub said, rolling on to his side before sitting up. "I'm hungry." he complained. "Are you gonna get over here and be my appetizer or what?"

It did not look like he was asking.

Jinx sort of hoped he wasn't asking.

She played with the ends of her skirt while approaching him. "You should improve your vocabulary... you're not just hungry, Bee."

He could have said anything in response- he almost did. He opened his mouth to form some sort of rebuttal without a second thought, but his body reacted on its own and grabbed her, pulling her against him. "You talk a lot when you're nervous," he said. "It's annoying. But it's also kind of cute." he could hear her scoff as he pulled at the waistband of her skirt. She took that as a sign and began undoing her cardigan and button-up, all the while avoiding eye contact. The lack of it annoyed Beelzebub slightly.

"C'mere," he whispers, tugging at her shoulder to pull her into his lap. He sits up right, beckoning her to crawl into his lap so he can kiss her better. When she sits, she flinches a bit at the growing tent poking her inner thigh. He takes the moment of surprise for granted and hugs her against his torso, effectively crushing her tiny body in his grasp. He takes her mouth greedily, the premise of eating food long forgotten by the taste of her lips on his tongue.

She squirms against him and the friction goes straight to his dick. He moans into her mouth as a hand wrapped around her waist tangles itself in her hair. "Slow down...!" Jinx complains. All the same, Beelzebub takes the opportunity to stick his tongue into her mouth and too afraid to disappoint, Jinx keeps open for him. Her little hands grip his biceps and she shakes, overwhelmed by how much of her he has already claimed.

When Beelzebub parts from her, her lips are swollen up a bit and her pupils are pink. He licks his lips. "Enjoying yourself?"

Jinx wipes her mouth with the back of her closed fist. "It's... okay!" is her response and Beelzebub laughs. He places one last kiss on her lips before he flops back on the bed.

"Get up. Let me take my pants off."

A simple request, and so Jinx crawls off him for a moment while he undoes his complicated belts. Once the diligent task was done Jinx made a move to climb back on top but was promptly pushed down against his mattress. He climbed atop her and leaned down, planting delicate kisses around her neck and shoulders. His hand supported his weight above her while the other snaked down her belly. She cringed at the sensitive flesh being rubbed over her womb, ticklish as she started to giggle under him.

Then his fingers reached her pussy.

Long, thick digits smoothed against the precious place and her legs wanted to lock up tight so badly. He was staring in her eyes now, smirking at her anxiousness. She's about to speak when his first digit- what she would assume was his middle finger- slides inside. Her hands fly to her mouth as she gives a surprised noise, eyes widening as she looks back at him. His grin widens and suddenly a second digit is in her.

It takes her a few seconds to remember where she is.

Then she tries again. "Your fingers... are huge..."

"And?" Beelzebub teased. Jinx wants to slap that grin off his face. She has half a mind too, but then his fingers start jackhammering inside her, and even her name escapes her for a moment as the sensation takes her. Her other hand shoots down to grab his arm but it's just out of her reach. She settles for digging her fingers into his shoulder instead. He growls and her grip only tightens.

"Auugh... No more fingers...! I need you inside already!"

Beelzebub just keeps going. He dips his head down and captures one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue about her nipple. He shifts his weight properly, then releases his grip on her pussy and pushes the tip of his cock against her. He lets go of her breast with a distinct pop! and she can practically hear the sarcasm in his voice.

"Ready...?" he whispers, knowing full well that she won't be. His fingers were a mercy. He demonstrates this by giving a sloppy thrust against her, and (un)fortunately it doesn't snag and slips up her clit. He lands heavily on her belly, his tip now neighbors with where her womb would be. Her breath hitches at this and when she's able to look down she sees the thing between her legs.

"Ah- ah- ah! That thing is..." she swallows thickly, sweat starting to form on her hairline. "H-huge... it's not going to fit...!?"

"We can make it fit." Beelzebub replies. He pulls back and lines himself up again. Now she decides to wiggle a bit, to no avail. When he pushes inside, he can feel her little body already trying to shove him out. It only excites him as he keeps going, slowly and painstakingly burying himself inside her. When his hips meet hers, his bush of pubes tickling her thighs, she finally lets out a pathetic little cry. Her thighs are quivering, but still wide open, if not to accommodate his wider frame against her.

She feels absolutely stretched, but to feel it is one thing and to voice it is another. Her brain informs her body that she is only capable of taking it, and not making a fuss about it, and so when she lets out a noise, it's quiet but hungry. He stills inside her, knowing he can be a bit much for your average demon, much less someone as small as her. When she clenches around him now, it's not to push out his invading member, but to massage and welcome it to stay. He drools a bit.

"H-holy... fuck...!" she weeps, straining herself to be silent. "Oh my goodness..."

Beelzebub flexes himself inside her. Her little belly jumps, and he can see where her body is giving way to him. "Take deep breaths..." he coos. He leans down and gives her soft kisses to her lips and neck. She just keeps clenching and slowly it drives him mad with want. Lucifer's gift to him was a tiny pink bundle of nerves to (barely) fit around his cock and he couldn't be happier. "C'mon baby, so fucking proud of you... it'll be alright, I promise... you can do it, good girl. Good girl..."

Jinx breathes harder. She sounds as if she's desperate already and Beel wonders what she'd sound like fresh off an orgasm. He's hungry. "It's too much...!' she sobs, wiggling on him. "I-it's just so big... you're in my stomach, Beel..."

He reaches down with his now free hand and pats her belly. He shudders in fascination as he can feel his fingers pressing against his cock through her stomach. "I know it's big, baby..." his voice is sweet and gentle, as if he's genuinely concerned for her well-being in this endeavor. Then his voice dips down an octave and Jinx swears she can hear a threat in his voice. "It will only get bigger if you keep clenching around me. So relax for me, alright? Unless you wanna split open on me tonight..."

Jinx covers her mouth, trying to still her body and will herself to relax. With the way her body is stretching out for him, trying to get accustomed to its new intruder, she finds herself distracted with the very details of his cock. The little bumps and lines of his veins, the way it twitches and practically begs to bruise her insides and make her scream. She keeps her legs still, afraid that any movement will send her body into shock and clench so tight around him that he falls into his primal desires. She takes deep breaths as he instructs. In... and out... in... and out...

She does this for a while with Beelzebub on top of her, grinning and likely holding back many forms of praise or ridicule for her little body being so unprepared. He could have scolded her for being impatient with him, and spun a tale about how he should be allowed to be impatient with her now, but he knows her and knows he will have to wait, else he would never hear the end of it.

"O-oh my gosh..." she whines. "Why the fuck are you so big... augh!"

"Because I want to fuck you." he replies simply. "Isn't it obvious? Your cute little body could fit so snugly around me if you'd just let me work you open first but no. Someone needed dick so badly that she needed to forgo the important part. Now look where you are..." he whispered with a chuckle. "Practically gagging on my cock, even though I should be nowhere near your throat. I'm in your fucking guts." he punctuates his words with a sudden and sharp thrust into her. She grips her mouth as a yelp leaves her. "Feel that?"

Jinx has never wanted to slap him so badly before.

She's so focused on keeping herself quiet though that all she can manage to do now is allow him to move. Even with her sometimes strange ability to go unseen and unheard, it is a challenge to be quiet when Beelzebub is in her. She strains and struggles so hard that she's distracted, and when Beelzebub sits up right and grips her hips, the shift of his cock moving around against her walls makes her cry out. Nothing too loud, but enough to make an impression in Beelzebub's mind. He rocks his hips into her, smiling contently as he watches her eyes roll back.

"You're going to have to give up..." he says. She isn't registering what he says. "At some point you're going to have to do more than try to be quiet. Admit that it feels good."

He stops thrusting for a moment and she's able to focus on her breathing. Her body is shaking uncontrollably beneath him and if he weren't mistaken by how soon after they started, he would have expected she was close to cumming. No one, after all, can out last, much less withstand him. But Jinx was special, and far more capable of taking something that must have felt punishing to another. So when Beelzebub leaned back over here, resting his arms at either side of her little frame, he gave into his desires and began thrusting hard. He was determined to make her lose her mind.

He thrusted fast, wanting to hear her break. Jinx let out a choked scream behind her covered lips. He grabbed one of her legs and hooked it over his arm to get a better angle inside her. Her feet arched and toes curled from the scorpion's strike against her walls with each thrust. Beelzebub settled into a fast rhythm, wanting to hear her defeat. To successfully make her scream meant he'd win. That he truly did lord himself over her most delicate parts. He watched her breasts bounce, enthralled by their size before his eyes snapped down to her belly again. He could see the tent in her stomach each time he thrusted inside. Under normal circumstances it would freak him out- special effects in horror movies and all that jazz.

To know it was his own cock struggling to find more room in her body to invade and thus having to reach upwards to find it, only turned him on more. He could feel her on his cock, and he knew she could feel him in her pussy, and the idea that he would fill her with something else she wouldn't be able to remove so easily only stirred him on to fuck her harder. The bed squeaked and ached against the floorboards, his brutal thrusts strong enough to play a song against the walls both in his bedroom and inside her. She sounded like a tired old staircase at the edge of its life, protesting at the slightest addition of weight. Her eyes were stuck behind her head and finally- finally- her hands fell from her face. Beelzebub seized the opportunity to capture her lips again, though he had he curl his body to meet her lips this time around.

"In... m-myy stomach..." Jinx slurred, kissing him back sloppily. Beelzebub wanted to choke her so bad.

"Just hold on tight..." Beelzebub whispered against her lips. "Take all of me, baby, you're doing so good..." Her hands shot up to his arms at a particularly rough thrust and her eyes widened. The pained gasp she let out was a warning, but Beelzebub didn't want to hear it. He licked her lips and then settled into that little grove inside her, grinding hard and making sure she would remember for the rest of her life. The next time- if ever- something else ever reaches that far inside her, she'll remember who was the first to do it.

If she was making a case for why he shouldn't cum inside her before, she wasn't allowed to now. Her plainly whorish moans spurred him on, echoing something about him being huge in her- and duh, he was. It would take no genius to discover that the demon over twice her size would give her a reason to cry if he got a hold of anything that belonged to her below the belt. She had to tempt him with her voluptuous little form, skipping around and singing her little songs in her little skirts, wearing bras and panties just a size too small for her, talking in that cute little voice that Beelzebub only wanted to hear after she's been choking on his cock for half an hour. The sweet smell of her flesh when he held her, forcing thoughts into his mind about smothering her in tongue lashings while bathing in the scent of her sex.

He's wasted so many nights thinking about wrapping her around him and keeping her there until she was delirious and weak from pleasure, and now he has her. Legs spread wide to welcome him despite her complaints of him being a touch too big, but handling her punishment better than he could have ever expected. A true little soldier girl, powering through the worst beating she could have experienced in the Devildom- a hungry Beelzebub between her legs.

He unhooked her leg and snaked his palm up her body. He was staring at her neck. He wanted to grab it so bad. If not to choke but to just hold. To feel her pulse in his grasp and now that she was alive, crying and soon cumming all over him. He was hypnotized by it, in fact. He wanted her to describe in beautiful detail all the little thoughts running through her head, but he was graced with a woman not quite as smart as Mammon, and so he would settle, happily, for the unintelligible jargon she called a language that was spilling from her lips.

His hand missed her neck and grabbed her face. He hunched down and pulled her up, and swiftly she got onto her elbows and met his eyes. She was panting like a dog in the summer heat, locked into him while he rutted against her with reckless abandon. She hadn't once touched her clit and he could tell why; with each thrust into her, it only put pressure on that little fleshy button and worked her up. She could see it in her eyes; she was going to cum soon.

He figured he better not keep her waiting then.

He grabbed her waist and fucked her harder, and now her yelps were turning into sloppy moans. She looked disoriented and dizzy, she looked like she'd been dragged through a sauna unprotected, but through it all she was smiling now. A stupid look on her face, blissfully unaware of just how much Beelzebub would be pouring inside her.

He grit his teeth, "That's a good girl..." Beelzebub sighs, praying she doesn't make a big fuss. When he cums, he growls into her ear, and a full body shudder and a choked cry signals to him that she cums as well. Her voice jumps up a few pitches and her walls flutter around him. Her eyes are half-lidded and that stupid smile remains, all while he shoots rope after rope of cum into her open and willing body. If he's fucked the braincells out of her, the only sign of that being the case is her lack of complaint about the sensation of his seed now sloshing around inside her every time she squirms.

He pulls out slowly and her body starts to flatten against the bed finally. He takes a good look at the condition of her body between her legs. A sticky wet mess of cum and other fluids drip from her twitching and gaping hole. It clenches, looking for something to cling on to but only finds empty space. Beelzebub drools at the sight. He's half tempted to take a photo; a momento for the time he bred his human full. His phone is lost now though, having slid off the bed at some point during his mindless thrusting.

The satisfaction leaves a warm glow in his body, a distant white noise filling his head as his limbs stiffen and loosen, now missing the tight walls of her pussy as well. He leans forward and puts some of his weight on Jinx again. "You took me so well, good girl..." he says, and her response is a quivering sigh. Her legs are still shaking and her toes are curled, that stupid smile melting off her face as exhaustion takes her. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Beelzebub feels a bell painfully striking in his ear. He leans up off her and makes an annoyed face.

"I'm hungry."

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Not at all I love the sight and sounds of her getting the shit fucked out of her so hard and deep that she's cumming all over her Bull's big hard throbbing cock.. Ribbed with thick veins pumping blood so powerfully she can feel his pulsing cock thrust ballsdeep so hard he's got her so much more full of cock than ever before that she's literally cumming so much she's squirting everywhere and begging him to pump her full like some cum hungry slut I've never seen before...

Mmm hmm ballsdeep breed my married pussy a cuckold's give forced feeding of sloppy creampied hotwife pussies grinding down hard squeezing cum out as he tongue fucks me deeply... Mmm hmm aaand tongue the shit out of my tight little ass while you're at it baby she demands wickedly.. He's almost rock fucking hard again and just whispered in my ear that he's about to destroy your wife's gorgeous little butt hole whether you like it or not and that I'll love it before he's finished even if I'm begging that he stop at first because he isn't able to fit in there..!!! Mmmmm I can't even try to say no to him even though I don't know how his cock will fit.. He says he owns my holes and he'll use them how he likes even if that means raping them while I cry no please no..

Hubby promised me your holes slut and you will give them all too me before I leave.. Aaand you'll learn to love it too trust me you'll see next weekend my buddies are cumming to join me and we're going to pop your Dp cherry while we leave hubby tied up in the basement and properly give his sweet little wife a gangraping gangbang party all night long.. Bathed in the warmth of a rising sun she'll be before we're done passing her from cocks to cocks..

Cumming so much even the neighbour's going to end up ballsdeep in her after cumming knocking at the door to make sure nothing was wrong hearing her screams as he watered his back lawn... Omg please don't say anything to my wife he asks sheepishly with the biggest bulging dick in his pants she'll kill me if she finds out about this.. Well you better fuck me properly then now hadn't you or maybe I will just invite her round for coffee and creampie while our husbands are both at work.. I'll even help her get over your bad behaviour by letting her take my Bull's big thick cocks cum load pumped ballsdeep before eating her sloppy creampied pussy out while the his buddy pounds me from behind.. Burying my face deeper and deeper in her pussy with every powerful thrust as she looks into his eyes while he is cumming in my pussy.. Her cum fuck me eyes totally wanting him to be filling her instead not a question about it I hear him say after pulling out of my sloppy wet pussy.. You cum here and suck this cock hard again and beg me to destroy that hot little ass you're husband has never been allowed to fuck the whole time you've been married.. Mmm hmm you know you want me too you're eyes said it all just now.. It's ok to be a total cumslut he'll never even find out unless you'd like him to know of course lol.. Omfg I'm sooooo fucking horny I'm crawling over to suck that big dick after asking if we can film it and send to him at work.. Hmm I'll be the one cumming to borrow the sugar from next door for now on buddy you've been caught out and lucky for you her Bull's been so kind he's helping me understand it from your perspective how could you of said no and it wasn't your fault.. I was very angry butt now I'm ok with it I think babe.. And by the time you get home tonight and finish cooking dinner I think you'll owe our new buddy here a big thank you indeed.. Not only will he have saved your ass from a divorce but he's even agreed to cum fix all those things around the house for me I've been asking you to fix for years.. Free and all nothing to pay either except of course a few cold beers for a hard earned thirst throughout the day I promised him was our shout and the least we can do... Mmm hmm naturally though I've promised him a warm creamy delicious serving of my dripping wet pussy pie after watching him working up a hot sticky sweat all day..

Bending over in front of him with no panties on and the tiniest of slutty skirts making you so angry he cums in to ask what's going on and even tells you to go take a break even lol.. Go out for a few beers down the local I'm finishing up here shortly too I'll meet you down there after taking a shower and fresh set of clothes yeah.. Let's go he says leading you out I'll drop you down there on my way home and great a cab back in half an hour bro.. Intimidated he hubby can't say no and winking at his horny Cumslut of a Milf Hotwife as he's kissed her goodbye seals the deal...

Oooh you boys have a great night I'm going to go shopping with my girlfriend and maybe even finish up down there for a few drinks ourselves later on as well.. Dropping her husband off at the furtherest away pub I can find after pretending to live around the corner before opening his wife's msgs of her waiting ass up on all fours spread open invitingly.. the open front door letting the whole street see her pussy on full display from the street.. Mmm cum fuck me hard and deep right there in the open doorway I want the neighbours to all see what a horny Cumslut you've made of me this afternoon using those tools to fix my things... Now cum fix the hungry pussy that's dripping on the front porch for your biggest tool to be put to work.. Jack hammering my holes on the front porch bent over the outdoor setting in full open view of everyone to cum see.. Then drag me into your truck and take me round to see the rest of your mates at the actual pub you live around the corner from and you can all get me drunk before I'm bent over the pool tables and you all running a train on me including the barman who's just closed the pub early and locked the front doors and the first to cum fuck me anywhere he wants to in his pub...

Dm me your throbbing dick pics and tribute cum loads to this photo while telling me where you'd fuck be if you were that lucky barman who's filing me up first before a long night being filled with so many more in every hole that I've got in me... 😈🥵🍆💦💦🍑🥵😈

[jeonginsleftcheek]

Shower

pairing: han jisung x afab!reader

genre: smut

warning/s: unprotected p in v(wrap it before you tap it), slight degradation and slight praise, edging

a/n: established relationship, switch!jisung, switch!reader, wrote this at work pls lmao, i'm working on other bigger fics so enjoy this in the mean time!🤍

You and your boyfriend often shared showers and while some of them were innocent and cute, sometimes even fun when they turned into an improptu concert, but this one was far from either of those.

Jisung was particularly needy today, probably cause you haven't seen each other in a week, so when you stepped into the shower he slipped in right behind you. He wasted no time, his hands planted on your hips right away as he leaned in closer and started kissing your shoulder. You smirked as you adjusted the water.

"Something you want, honey?"- you teased.

"Mhm."- he muttered against your skin, continuing to leave kisses.

"Yeah? What is it?"- you act dumb.

"You."

"Me? What about me?"- you chuckle when he groans and pulls you closer.

"I wanna... feel that sweet cunt wrapped around me."- he whispers the last part in your ear, making shivers run down your spine.

"Oh yeah?"- you smirk, finally turning around to face him, and see the state he's in, his pupils blown and dick already hard and leaking. His eyes roam all over your body as he licks his lips.

"Get on your knees, Jisung."- you say, your eyes narrowing. He gulps and does as he was told.

"Hands behind your back."- you order and he obeys. You grab a fistful of his hair and bring him closer to your core.

"This what you want?"- you ask.

"Yes please, yes!"- he whines.

"Yes? Then beg for it."- you grip his hair harder.

"Please Y/N, let me taste you. Just a little bit. Please, please."- Jisung whimpered, digging his nails into his palms, leaning his cheek on your thigh.

"Make it worth my while."- you say pulling him in closer and throwing one of your legs over his shoulder.

Jisung almost cried out as soon as his tongue came into contact with your dripping pussy. He didn't play around, like usually when he takes his time, eating you out for hours, instead he pushed his tongue in immediately. His nose was brushing up against your clit in the right way as he started moving his tongue inside you, desperately pushing his face into you, hungry for the sweet taste of you.

Your legs buckled but you managed to ground yourself by gripping his hair even harder and he moaned into you, the vibrations making you twitch against him. You wanted to fuck his face hard but right now, you had other plans for him.

So, you pulled him away from you and Jisung instantly whimpered, his big boba eyes looking up at you like he'll cry any second now.

"You look pathetic right now."- you smirk. "So desperate."

"Yes, I'm desperate for you. Please, baby."- he begged again.

"Get up."- you said and he got up fast, anticipating your next order.

You turned around, planting your palms on the wall in front of you.

"Well, what are you waiting for now?"- you looked back at him. "Fuck me, Jisung."- you said, spreading your legs and arching your back for him.

He practically drooled at the sight of you like this, his eyes almost rolling back in his head. He grabbed your hip, other hand on his hard cock, pressing the tip against your wet entrance. You moaned leaning back into him.

"Any day now."- you taunted him and he rolled his eyes playfully even though you couldn't see it. You were just as desperate as he was.

Jisung pushed all of his length in, the stretch and the force of his hips making you almost slip but he put his arms around you and held you tightly as he started to fuck into you, the position making him hit the sweet spot inside you right away.

"Oh my god, Ji!"- you whimpered and he bit on your shoulder, your whimpers turning him on even more. One of his hands held your waist and he grabbed your neck with his other hand, not squeezing, just holding you in place so he can fuck you harder.

"I'm close, faster!"- you moaned, scratching at the wall and feeling dizzy from the way he was pounding into you.

He obliged and fucked you harder, his tip kissing your cervix every time he pushed in. Jisung squeezed your neck just a little and that was enough for you to explode all over his cock. Everything became incedibly wet and Jisung was losing it, so close to his high so he chased it.

"Stop."- you ordered. Jisung almost cursed you then but he still obeyed, stilling his hips, his cock throbbing inside you. He felt hot and heavy inside your leaking pussy and you clenched around him making him groan.

"Fuck, Y/N! I need to come please!"

"Not yet."- you said, breathing hard. Jisung gripped your hips harder, trying to move subtly, you reached behind and pinched his ass making him whine.

"Come on Y/N, please. Don't you wanna come on my cock again?"- he smirked against your neck, his tongue darting out to lick a stripe before he bit into your skin and sucked.

He was tempting you and it was successful.

"Move."- you ordered so he started snapping his hips into you harder than before and if he wasn't still holding you tightly you'd probably crack your head on the wall.

"Ahh, fuck!"- you moaned loudly as he whined desperately into your ear, grabbing at your body and pistoning into you.

"Mm you fuck me so well Jisungie."- you said and he grunted, digging his nails into your hip, his other hand still around your neck.

"Let me come baby, please!"- he tries again.

"Make me come again and I'll think about it."- you tease him.

"Oh god, I don't know if I can take anymore! I'm so close!"- Jisung practically cries.

"Yes you can. Hold it in baby."- you say and he exhales and starts fucking into you faster, the sounds of skin slapping skin filling your little shower. His hand is inching closer to your core until his fingertips press on your clit and he starts flicking it fast. That paired with the way he's mercilessly thrusting into you makes you explode again. Your knees buckle as you scream and Jisung is proud that he's made you unravel, and he knows you can't take much more, before long you'll let him come too.

"Stop."- you say and he stops again, his hands ending up on your breasts, squeezing them and playing with your nipples.

"Haven't I pleased you well, baby? Let me come inside that pretty pussy, hm?"- Jisung whispers into your ear.

Your legs are tired, your pussy throbbing from overstimulation, and even though you love teasing your boyfriend, the need to feel his warm come fill you up was stronger than anything in that moment.

"You can come."- you say and before you even finish the sentence he's fucking you like a feral animal, tears gathering in your eyes from the pleasure of his cock splitting your pussy apart. You can't even tease him for coming so fast, only after a few strong thrusts, he explodes inside you, the warmness spreading inside you making you come again with him.

"Fucking hell."- Jisung chuckles, wrapping his arms around you, his cock slipping out of your fucked out pussy. You feel his come mixed with yours slide down your inner thigh and you whimper.

"You did so well, Ji."- you say between breaths.

"You did so well too, baby."- he smiles and kisses your head.

[gxdsfavgal]

ok! after reading a few stories, i will be forced to leave my request loolll

how about rafe being really like in love with sarah's bff pogue but she keeps him right in the line of friendship. then, one night at a party he begs her for one kiss and she finally accepts it. then smut with dom rafe trying to convince her he's the one for her?

Hi love, I saw your comments and you honestly made my night when I read them. Thank you again!

Just This Once

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Pogue!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, drugs, alcohol, piv, cum eating, begging, not edited

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Rafe Cameron. Kook king, a druggie, and my best friends brother. It's wild actually, especially with Sarah being a Kook and me being a Pogue.

I guess it's true, opposites do attract.

The thing is, Rafe hates Pogues. He absolutely hates whoever serves him, mows his lawn, or cleans their boat. He will pick a fight with a Pogue for no reason.

Killing a Pogue is probably on his dream board. He has so much hate towards us. Well... ‘us’ in this situation doesn’t include me. Everyone says he has a soft spot for me, I always lie and say that he doesn't. He does.

He treats me like I'm not lower than him. He makes sure Topper and Kelce doesn't say anything bad about me. He makes enough food for two even when he’s the only one hungry, and gives it to me instead of his sisters.

To some people it can look like he is being a nice friend, but to everyone else they know he’s doing that for more than just to be friends. He’s constant with telling me that he doesn’t want to be friends. I’m constant on strictly being friends.

When he takes us to parties, he’ll always be in proximity of me, but if he isn’t then he is always looking at me from afar. Everyone notices, Pogues and Kooks. Tourons will try to talk to me, but of course Rafe swoops in.

Just like the party last weekend, I was talking to a touron. We were by the cooler about to get drinks, the guys arm around my waist as I was standing tense. The two of us were having a decent conversation, and then Rafe comes up to the two of us and ruins it. 

Rafe comes up beside me, his arm hooked around my waist and pulling me away from the tourons grasp. His fingers playing with the waistband of my gym shorts.

“Hey, she’s with me!” the guy started to get defensive.

“Woah little bud, I brought her here.” Rafe wrapped his arm tighter around my waist.

“Rafe, he’s a touron. Let him be.” I said to him all annoyed.

“Who said tourons gets to drink from my cooler?” Rafe stopped the tourist from opening the cooler.

“Rafe.” I looked at him like he’s crazy, mouthing to him to stop but he just replied with that smirk.

“Who are you?” the guy fully stood up straight, just a few inches shorter than Rafe.

Rafe was began to chuckle from next to me, he was entertained by the courage this tourist has.

“Rafe Cameron.” he extended his arm that wasn't wrapped around me.

The tourists demeanor changed and extended his hand out to Rafe until Rafe pulled away with a click of his tongue.

“See, I have this thing where I don't like people who don't ask for stuff. And I am the host... so.” Rafe tilted his head and his tongue rubbed against his inner cheek.

“Rafe just let him have a drink.” I tried to pull away from his hold to get a drink from the cooler, but his arm held me in place.

“Yo dude, I don't think she wants to be with you.” the tourist tried to pry his hands off of me, but I quickly backed away from the two.

“See I don't let strangers touch me.” Rafe stepped forward, his chest puffed out and back straightened.

“Just let it go Rafe. C’mon” I grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards Topper and Kelce.

“Didn't like him. Guys a dick.” Rafe muttered from behind me as I was still pulling him along. 

“Rafe.” I stopped in my tracks, looking down at the sand. “Rafe, we’re friends. You can't keep scaring guys off.”

“You know you didn't like him.” He scoffed and wiped his nose, shoving my shoulder with his as he walked passed me.

He was right. I didn't like that stupid touron, I felt uncomfortable and bored. Fuck, I hate it when he’s right.

Rafe gets what he wants. He always does, just like when he was little to the present day. If Ward says no, Rafe will find his way to get it. That is just how the Camerons were raised. 

I always made it a lesson to teach Rafe that he can't have me, no matter what he does. He’ll always be that student that challenges the teacher.

Being best friends with Sarah after a few years has given be many experiences of Rafe being flirty. Whenever I am at Tannyhill, he'll say some flirty things but I always tell him that we're just friends. We are and always will be.

Right now I'm at Tannyhill sunbathing with Sarah. A shadow covered the sun and I opened my eyes to see what it was that was ruining my tan.

There he was, towering over me as he was eyeing my body.

"Rafe, can you move? I need this tan." I squinted my eyes at him.

"Let me take you out, then I'll move." that smirk. It always gave me butterflies, I wish it didn't.

Sarah beside me sat up and took a rolled up towel and chucked it at Rafes chest.

"Ugh Rafe, go away!" she groaned, rolling her eyes behind her sunglasses.

"Shut up Sarah, let y/n answer." he tossed the towel back to her. "So what do you say?"

I used my hand as a cover from the sun so I can see him better. He was never bad looking, he just isn't what I want.

"Rafe, my answer is the same as all my other answers." I chuckled a little to make the tension lighter.

"At least go to the party with me tonight." he shoved his hands into the pockets of his shorts. His cheeks rosy from the sun or me, I can't tell.

"Party?" Sarah shot up again. "Yes, she says yes."

Rafe cocked his eyebrow to me, ignoring his sister and seeing my answer.

"Yeah, I guess." I huffed out.

The smirk on his face turned into a smile.

"We're leaving at 8" he shouted out on his way back into the house.

"He needs to get over this little crush of his." Sarah giggled, closing her eyes and relaxing in the sun before we have to get ready in a couple hours.

"He'll get over it." I giggled with her.

-

"Let's get a move on!" Rafe yelled from the bottom of the steps.

“We’re coming!” Sarah yelled from her room with annoyance.

I grabbed my shoes and ran down the stairs.

“Look at this pretty little thing.” Rafe sized me up.

I was wearing the usual, jean shorts and a tank top.

“Let’s go!” Sarah pushed Rafe’s head and pulled my arm, leading us to the car.

Once we were at the party, Sarah immediately pulled me to the Pogues. I already knew Rafe was going to get mad at her later, but he just stomped his way to Topper and Kelce.

We all got our drinks and from the look of it, Rafe was already nose deep in coke. Every time I looked around the party, there he was with his eyes already looking at mine.

“I’m gonna use the bathroom.” I shouted over the music so that the group can hear me.

They all nodded and went back to their conversations.

I dodged bodies left and right, trying not to get alcohol spilt on me. Once I reached the bathroom, there was a line. Probably because some people are fucking.

“Hey.” Someone grabbed my shoulder.

I quickly turned around to see who it was. Rafe, of course.

“I know where the other bathroom is.” he held out his hand for me to take.

I put my hand in his and he led me through more sweaty bodies. I huffed and we made our way up the stairs, giving disgusted looks to the couples making out on the steps.

He jiggled the door knob of the master bedroom and with a push of his shoulder, the door swung open. I walked in and quickly made my way to the restroom, closing the door of the bathroom. Once cleaning myself up, I opened the door to see Rafe waiting for me on the bed. 

“Thank you.” I sent him a little smile before slowly walking to the door.

“I- Um- Wait.” Rafe quickly stood up. His body blocking me from leaving.

“Yes?” I looked up at him.

His eyelids were heavy, pupils blown, and his teeth chewed at his bottom lip. His hands repeatedly ran through his hair, rubbed at his chin and back of his neck.

“Let me take you out.” he said quietly, his chin dropped as his eyes looked dark.

“Rafe, I-”

“Fine fine. Okay.” His hand rubbed over his eyes. “Just one kiss, please.”

My eyes shot open, the alcohol was no longer in my system.

“Rafe, Sarah is my best friend and y— i’m a poug—”

“O-one kiss and I’m done. No more asking you questions. No more being nice. None of that.” he voice was deep, the way that the bedroom lamp showed off his best features was throwing me off.

I closed my eyes and sighed out. “Just this once.”

I looked at him and his tongue jutted out to coat his lips. That signature smirk was on is face with his cheeks all rosy. He took a step closer to me, my stomach was turning.

His hands cradled both sides of my jaw, his thumbs rubbing at the blush of my cheeks. He brought his lips down to mine. His lips were soft and warm. The taste of alcohol was muted by the taste and smell of weed. 

We both hummed at the electricity of our connection. My mouth opening and welcoming his tongue. My hands found their place in his hair, gripping and soothing it with every move.

His hands trailed down to my waist, pulling me flush against him. He moved us towards the bed, my legs hitting the edge and making my back hit the mattress. Without missing a beat, Rafe was on me again.

“I can make you feel good.” He mumbled into my lips.

My hands found the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. Fuck.

I sat up and pulled my own shirt over my head, revealing the lacy black bra. If he wasn't coked up, his eyes would probably bulge out of his head from looking so hard.

His mouth began their attack on the tops of my breasts, sucking and marking them with red marks.

“No guy would even come close to you with these.” he moved off my chest to admire his marks.

“Rafe.” I panted out as my hands tried hard to remove his shorts.

He chuckled at my fail attempts. Finally, he got up and pulled down his shorts, along with his boxers.

When I thought it couldn’t get any better, it did. How can someone be this perfect?

“You’re gonna take me until you’re mine. Until my dick is the only thing that can make you cum.” 

I whimpered and closed my legs at his words. I was soaking.

His hands aggressively grabbed my shorts and pulled them down my legs. My black panties that matched my bra caught his eyes.

“Fucking perfect.” his fingers pulled at the waistband of my panties and let go with a snap.

He pulled them off of me and folded them neatly, tucking them into his shorts that were on the floor.

His attention was brought back to me, a whining and in shock mess on the bed. His hand gripped my jaw, making sure my eyes stayed on his.

“After all these years, I’ve been so good for you.” he licked his lips. “I showed you I can treat you good. I can take care of you.”

My eyes were wide. I honestly didn't know how to react, I’ve never had someone confess their feelings to me while I was half naked and in bed with them.

“Fuck!” I jumped at his words. “I- I love you.”

He was laughing to himself.

“I’ve never said those words to anyone.” His fingers dug into my cheeks. “I’m perfect for you.”

He brought his lips down to kiss the indents of his fingers littered across my jaw.

“We’d be the perfect couple. You wouldn’t have to work a single day in your life.” he deeply whispered into my skin as his other hand brought the tip of his cock onto my clit.

Moving it all over the sensitive bud. I hummed a moan every time he nudged my clit. I was soaked, I was dripping down my thighs and onto the random persons sheets.

He slid in with ease, I was tight around him and he gave me the perfect amount of stretch. He groaned into my neck, the vibrations went around my whole body. I still didn't know how to feel about him. He trapped me in this room, but damn he does feel good.

“Fuck Rafe!” I moaned out after trying so hard to not say anything.

He let out a low growl as his hips pistoned in and out of me. 

“I love the way you say my name.” he smothered my neck with kisses and sucked hicks onto my skin.

His dick was reaching all the right places, the room was filled with panting and the sound of skin slapping against each other. 

God, he was addicting. 

“You gonna be mine? huh?” he asked me as he panted.

No answer. I was a moaning mess. My sounds were drowned out by the music playing at the party. 

His hand grabbed my jaw, squeezing my cheeks together. All of his movements stopped, not a single thrust or twitch. He made sure my eyes were leveled with his.

I whined at him, trying to move my hips from under him to get the smallest amount of pleasure back.

He spat on my face, the liquid landing on my lip. His finger dragging over it and spreading it all over my cheek. “You're gonna answer me first, then I’ll decide if we can continue. Okay?”

I nodded my head up and down.

“Now. Are you gonna be mine?” he licked his lips.

I nodded once again, bringing my bottom lip between my teeth.

“Words. Are you gonna be my good girl?” his voice was deep. He held eye contact with me.

“Yes! Yes, I’ll be yours!” tears started to form at the corners of my eyes. “I’ll be your good girl.”

He pressed his lips against mine, his tongue soothing where my teeth had indented. His hips continued their pounding, my legs spread wider as we both moaned in sync.

“You feel so good around me!” he grunted out.

I was close, I felt the fire all over my body. I could feel Rafe about to let go too, his hips stuttering, his eyelids getting heavier.

“Im gonna cum Rafe!” my nails dug into his shoulder.

“No. We’re gonna cum together.” he groaned out as he was able to fuck into me even faster and harder.

My throat was raw from all the screaming and moaning that he has done to me.

“Fuck baby! Cum!” 

My body shook. My eyes only seeing stars. I was in euphoria as he pulled his cock out and came on my stomach. I moaned at the feeling of the spurts landing on my skin. 

I tossed my head back onto the mattress and my chest heaved, my eyes closed, and my body was sore. I suddenly felt Rafes fingers tracing on my stomach.

I open my eyes and lift myself up to see that he was tracing “RC” onto my skin with his cum.

His eyes were barely open, but he brought his cum covered fingers to my mouth. My tongue savored the warmth and taste of him. I could’ve sworn he got hard just by looking at me with his fingers in my mouth.

“Let me clean you up then I gotta show everyone who’s my girl.” he stood up and walked his naked body to the bathroom to get a warm wet towel.

He was gentle, the most gentle he has ever been. He cleaned me up and helped me get dressed. 

Of course he had a soft spot for me, but never in my life did I think I’d see Rafe Cameron cleaning our cum off of me. I never imagined that I would be marked by him or even let him kiss me.

He didn't just leave me there in the room to wobble my way down the stairs, he helped me walk down the in a way that just looked like I didn't just get railed. He held me tight on the waist and arms, his thumbs rubbing soft circles.

I don't even know how he convinced me to do that. My body and mind was on autopilot. 

Once we reached the party again, he held my hand and pulled me onto his lap at the table with all of his friends.

“You said you were going to the bathroom!” Sarah said from behind me.

All of the Pogues showed their disapproved expressions.

“Sarah, I swear I went to the bathroom!” I told her as best as I could with my raw throat.

“I showed her the bathroom.” Rafe looked back at his sister, white powder on his nose and again his signature smirk.

“Ew, you guys are sick!” Sarah pretended to be disgusted even though I know she probably saw it coming.

[guavagyu]

red chardonnay - m.jh!

jun makes me so dizzy i swear

i luv jun!! his long bleached hair is SO pretty!! and w his glasses? oh lord im done for

also..i made a banner?!?!? im in a new era 😻 (jk im probably never going to make another)

tagging @hobihearteu cuz sub svt!!!!

i used a prompt generator for this </3 (i already put names in)

prompt: jun and y/n going back to one or the other's house after a date, where they eventually end up dry-humping on the couch. y/n only intends this as foreplay, but jun is already getting overwhelmed. y/n finds this amusing and endearing, leaning close to whisper something teasingly into jun's ear. It turns out that jun is more excited than y/n thought, and hits orgasm without any further stimulation, to the surprise of y/n and the embarrassment of jun. what happens next? 

thats literally the synopsis too ig^

wc: 1.2k

content: smut (duh, mdnI!), fluff, sooo domestic, jun is the sweetest boy ever i wanna wife him up, established relationship, mentions of alchohol consumption, softdom!reader, fem!reader (i don't think pronouns are used though), sub!jun, mommy kink, tall!reader (idk if its ever blatantly mentioned but its there ig), praise kink, brief degradation, dacryphilia, slight cockwarming, unprotected sex (dont do this), gagging (panties r shoved in juns mouth), fingering, nicknames (baby, love, whore, kitten, pretty boy, good boy, lover boy), brief possessiveness, no aftercare cuz it cuts off before then, lmk if theres more!

"junnie i can pay, it's okay!" you insisted, trying to tell the waiter to take your card instead of his,

"no i- sorry could you give us a second?" jun looked at the waiter who nodded and walked off, "baby please just let me cover tonight, i'm the one that took you out!"

"no i don't want you to keep spending this much money on me, can we just split it then?"

"y/n if i wasn't willing to spend money do you think i would've brought you here? and no, i'm paying," he said before calling the waiter back over to hand over his card, silently gloating at his victory. he loved taking care of you, even after dating you for so long, his feelings never changed. the waiter came back soon with the receipt, frowning at the sight of "garden salad, $19", the cheapest item on the menu. you tried to argue that you weren't super hungry and didn't want to eat that heavy, but he's known you for long enough that you just didn't want to make him spend money on things you don't believe should be over two dollars,

"okay, can we just go home now?" you sighed, thinking about how you could somehow slip a twenty into his pocket at some point, or in his wallet when he's not looking,

"sure, c'mon," holding out his hand, you took it, lacing your fingers together as he led you though the masses of people, finally reaching your car, you took the drivers seat, sitting down before shoving the key into the ignition. jun couldn't help but watch as your dress slid up your thighs, stopping just short of your underwear, as he nervously swallowed, feeling the blood flow to his dick as he wished you would never leave the lot and just fuck him till the sun rises. despite that wish, he knew it'd be much more comfortable for you to have his way with him once you returned home, out of public eye. the car home was quiet, except for some light music. he'd reached for your hand sometime during, and your hands have been on his thigh since then, fingers intertwined, dangerously close to his very obvious bulge. you must've noticed, there's no way you wouldn't have. the moment the car was turned off and you both made it inside your home he dragged you to the couch, sat you on his lap, and kissed you with energy he didn't know he had, the wine he'd drank earlier making his head buzz,

"you just had to look at my thighs and get hard didn't you, hm? couldn't help yourself?" you cooed at him, eyes giving him a look that made his dick twitch, lashes low and long,

"i'm sorry mommy, you're just so pretty," he moaned into your lips, wanting to feel every part of you that he could in that moment, he slipped into subspace so quickly, he was such a cutie. if you could, you'd save the image of his adorable face right now; swollen lips, pink cheeks, eyes hooded,

"hmm..what do you say we do about this then?" mentioning his hard dick, he started rubbing against your panties, his jeans rough against the fragile fabric. he could already feel the wet spot on his boxers, as well as your own seeping through his jeans. he moaned when you started grinding down on him in return, with you whispering how much of a good boy he was, how he was only yours and that nobody else could have him, soon your soft praises in his ear simply became too much, and without warning, he lit himself slip. and oh, you noticed,

"did my kitten just cum from a little humping?"

"mommy i'll do better i promise! i-" jun panicked, worrying about his mistake (which wasn’t considered one to you),

"shh, you don't need to apologize, pretty boy. you're adorable, you know that?" you smiled down at him lazily, loving how his pink cheeks darkened even further, "wanna take this to the bedroom?"

"yes please," he nodded, eyes never leaving yours, making you give him a quick kiss before taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom, before asking him to sit on the bed, taking off his clothes and discarding them on the floor before removing your own as well. you hastily kissed him, need overcoming your body as he returned the kiss with the exact same energy, perhaps even more. as you made out for who knows how long, you felt your wetness seep down your thighs, some dripping onto jun’s too. he must’ve noticed, as he gathered some on his fingers before putting those said fingers inside of you, catching you off guard. you bucked your hips slightly before getting used to the new pleasure, soon you were getting close, too close. you gently took his wrist and pulled his fingers out of you, “what’s wrong?”

“nothing junnie, just wanna finish with you,” you gave him a kiss, him chasing after you when you pulled away, making you giggle. when you slid on top of him, he let out the cutest moan, making you shove your slick panties in his mouth on impulse, jun letting out another moan at the taste, “my pretty whore,” it had slipped out, but when it did, you couldn’t help but notice how his dick twitched inside of you and how his hands on your waist trembled in the slightest. you figured you had tortured him enough bu staying still for so long, so you started riding him at a slower pace, making him moan at the sudden stimulation, feeling the sensitivity lunge at him,

“mommyyy,” jun whined out, his hips bucking up at the feeling of you clenching around him,

"yes, junnie?" you whispered softly as you pressed a kiss to his hair,

"mommy i'm so close, can i cum please?" he whimpered, his hands squeezing at your waist, his eyes had glazed over, tears pooling. the sight made a shiver ride up your spine, and you pressed yet another kiss to his nose,

"wait a little for me pretty boy," which made him desperate to get you to cum so he could as well, he occasionally bucked up his hips and traced circles over your clit, making you jump just the slightest bit, "my lover boy's so impatient, isn't he? hm? so eager to make me cum so he doesn't have to wait?"

"yes mommy, i can't hold it much longer please let me cum mommy!" he cried out, tears flowing down his cheeks, nose sniffling slightly,

"yes pretty boy, you can cum my love. you've done so good for mommy," you pepper soft kisses all over his face before finally stopping at his lips as you cum together, jun moaning into you as his dick twitches, as you ride through your orgasm and help him through his, you press one final kiss to his forehead, "i love you junnie,"

"i love you too mommy," he whispered into your neck, but soon said, "can we go clean up now?" making you laugh breathily and get up to go clean yourselves, smiling the whole way.

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[baura-bear]

HELLO POOKIE i read the t4t snippet + 80s au idea and i really love them both.. you're the only person that gets javid. also could i get. david dating oscar delancey

validation from you pookie always makes me beam thank you :')

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“Took you long enough,” Oscar said with a smile, the words stung but the smile made it hard to decipher Oscar’s true intention.

“Sorry. I made myself a sandwich.” Davey held up the sandwich to prove his point and took a small bite out of it. 

Oscar raised one disapproving eyebrow. “Are you sure you need to be eating that?” he asked casually as he cracked open his beer. 

Davey finished chewing the small bite, staring down at the sandwich for a moment too long. He let out a huff of air and shook his head. “I probably shouldn’t, huh?” He set the sandwich down on his thigh and instead picked up his drink to sip on.

“Really man?” Spot asked Oscar, he looked mad but Spot had a perpetual resting bitch face so it was hard to tell.

Oscar looked offended that Spot had anything to say at all, “What?”

“It’s a peanut butter jelly, not the end of the world, just let him enjoy the sandwich.”

“Spot, it’s fine-” Davey tried to cut in.

“No, it’s not,” Oscar spat, “I don’t need you tutoring me on how to run my relationship, I’ve got it handled.”

“Tutoring?” Spot sounded aghast, “You were being a dick, I was standing up for my friend. Clearly if he wanted a sandwich then he’s probably hungry. I’ve got my own relationship to worry about.”

“Right cause you’re so good at keeping that faggy bitch under control.” Oscar rolled his eyes, pulling himself up out of the pool, grabbing Davey’s wrist as he stood up. “C’mon David,”

Crutchie and Race had stopped what they were doing and were watching everything unfold with wide eyes. Spot had stood up too, fuming at Oscar. 

“Oscar-” David tried but he was met with a glare as he dragged Davey over to where Jack was standing near the stack of towels. Oscar tried to grab one but Jack put a hand on his chest. 

“You need to leave,” he ordered.

“The fuck do you think I’m tyring to do?” he roughly pushed Jack’s hand off his chest. “Jesus Christ, what’s got everyone’s panties in a fucking twist?”

“I’m sorry Jack, we’re leaving. Listen, Oscar’s just had too much to drink. He probably won’t even remember this tomorrow.” Davey forced out a laugh, his words were slightly slurring into one another and Jack didn’t know how he felt about Davey leaving with this prick. He felt even worse knowing how hard Davey was trying to cover for Oscar, who was barely into his second drink, there was no way he was drunk. 

“Dave, you ain’t done nothing wrong, you can stay,” Jack insisted, “Oscar, you need to leave right now.”

“As if I’d leave you two alone together. I’ve seen you making eyes at each other all night.” Oscar pulled Davey over to where his clothes were laying on the ground. He snatched them up then started dragging Davey to the front yard. Davey only lived a few streets over, not a far walk at all, Jack half thought about following them but didn’t want to know what the repercussions would be for Davey.

WOAH that's longer than i thought it was whoops. also i love torturing davey and i love making oscar an asshole idc :3

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

For your honey!verse consideration - I always Headcanon that any of the batboys would find out their partner’s pregnant before their partner even knew. They just can’t turn off their detective skills, and especially in a case where they’re actively trying, they’d be tuned in and looking for any clues towards it.

Dick reached over and shut off your alarm first before it went off and tucked the blankets around you before bending down to kiss your temple. He didn't like the fatigue you'd been having. And while he knew it wouldn't do much, 15 or 20 extra minutes of sleep and being eased into the day with a nice hot shower, some breakfast, and a few minutes of being cuddled awake instead of jolted into consciousness would at least make him feel better about it.

He had his suspicions- it wasn't as if it was a shock. As soon as your arm had healed and he was sure you were okay, he'd not been shy about his need to start a family. He'd not been shy about his efforts, either, he reflected, smiling to himself when you snuggle into the warmth of the covers. He'd been getting all the 'practice' in that he could, making use of the fainting couch in your workshop on your lunch break, the truck bed, and almost any other surface he could reasonably get inside you on- it had been like your honeymoon all over again and he'd definitely enjoyed himself. If for no other reason than he got a thrill out of seeing you desperate for him, your long skirt shoved out of his way... Even when it didn't just practice anymore he'd probably have to find a reason to keep it up. At least as long as you wanted it because it was different, for you. He'd had a lot of people in his bed. But when you looked up at him, wanted him closer instead of just deeper, when you murmured his name- It felt like a prayer. Like coming home.

"Dick," you protest, grumbling and hiding your face in his chest, "You shut off my alarm."

"I did," he rumbled, snuggling you, "was gonna start breakfast and your shower before I woke you up."

You make a soft discontented noise and sigh, "Don't want breakfast-" "My cooking isn't THAT bad," he chuckled, stroking your back. "I can manage some eggs and toast."

"Just not hungry," you sigh, "I'm tired. And my head hurts."

"You gotta eat, Honey," Dick said smiling a little. "Got a whole day of making babies ahead of you."

"Dick-"

"What?" he chuckled, "It's hungry work, Honey. Gotta make sure you're up to it."

"You do most of the heavy lifting," you remind him, smudging a kiss against his heart.

"Well yeah," he said, flipping you gently onto your back and stroking down your body, admiring the gooseflesh left by the sudden chill of exposed skin. 'It's the least I could do," he said smirking, "since you're the one who's gotta do the hard part."

You make a soft needy noise and Dick grins. One way or another, he was gonna have a baby with you. Tomorrow he'd push for you to go to the doctor- today he'd content himself with keeping you in this bed for as many rounds of practice as you could take.

[regina-cordium]

trick....or treat...

First of all, the most important thing:

some candy to enjoy while reading.

This got a lot longer than it has any right to be. Whoops.

Spot wants it on the record that he was forced to be here.

Ever since returning to New York for his grad degree, Jack has been hell bent on him “getting the Boston out of his system,” or something dumb like that. Spot doesn’t get how a Halloween party in Jack and Charlie’s shoebox apartment counts towards that goal, but whatever. He’s mostly here because Charlie and Ma asked, and also Katherine pointed out it’d be hilarious to watch Jack trip over himself all night trying to impress Davey.

And the free booze. The free booze is vital.

So now he’s leaning up against the wall nursing a lukewarm beer and trying not to get crushed by what feels like the entirety of Manhattan crammed into such a small apartment. How the hell Jack even knows so many people, Spot will never know. What he does know is that he’s starting to get uncomfortable and hungry, and is probably five minutes away from snapping at someone for, like, existing.

“Three o’clock – Jack is about to eat shit,” a voice suddenly says from beside him. Spot does not jump, thank you very much, but he does lift his head in time to watch Jack trip over his own stupid cowboy hat; Davey is rushing forward to help Jack up, but is definitely also laughing at him.

“You always know what to get me,” Spot says, turning to Mack with a grin. She’s dressed as a baseball player, arms hooked around a bat she’s got across her shoulders. She’s also giving him an unimpressed lookover, rude.

“What are you even supposed to be?” she asks, brows raised.

“I’m a lumberjack.” Jack said he wouldn’t let Spot through the door if he wasn’t wearing a costume, so Spot just threw on the closest he could get to the Bounty paper towel dude.

“You wore that exact outfit to Stray’s birthday two weeks ago,” Mack points out, still deeply unimpressed.

Spot opens his mouth to make a sarcastic comment, but he’s drowned out by the sound of cheers and Jack going, “There he fucking is!”

He and Mack both look over to where Jack’s got his arms around someone Spot thinks he recognizes. The guy is wearing a red leather jacket covered in patches, black leather pants, sunglasses that look like they’re shaped like flames, and has red and yellow hair. There’s something written on his face, but he’s swallowed by a group hug before Spot can make it out.

“Who the fuck is that?” he asks.

“Hard to tell, but I think that was Dominic.”

Spot frowns. “Why do I know that name?”

“He’s been attached to Lucky’s hip since undergrad,” Mack explains, swinging her bat down to lean on. “They’re in the same math program or whatever. I think he was Jack’s roommate too? I dunno.”

“I thought he was blond?”

Mack raises an eyebrow, which Spot ignores. “It’s Halloween, dude. He probably dyed his hair. If you’re so curious, why don’t you go talk to him instead of haunting the corner.”

“I’m not haunting –” He breaks off as Mack plants a hand between his shoulder blades and shoves him, hurling him into someone. Spot turns to flip her off; Mack just blows him a kiss, because she’s an asshole.

“You good?” a voice asks.

Spot turns back to the person he knocked into, intending to apologize, but he stops when he realizes the person is Dominic. Spot sends another dirty look over his shoulder at Mack, but she’s gone.

“Yeah, I’m good. Sorry ‘bout that, my friend is a dick.”

Up close, Spot can see that Dominic has the number 9 on one cheek and 5 on the other, his glasses are, in fact, shaped like flames, and his blond roots are obvious under the red.

Dominic, for his part, looks extremely amused. “Hey, you’re Jack’s brother, right?”

“Spot,” he introduces, holding out a hand.

“Nice to meet’cha. I’m Dominic, but everyone calls me Racetrack.”

Spot is not distracted by his brother’s old roommate’s hands, because that would be weird and also fucking cliche.

Pulling himself together, because only one Larkin kid gets to be a disaster about hot boys and Jack has that shit on lockdown, Spot says, “Weird fucking nickname.”

Instead of being offended, like most people are when Spot speaks, Racetrack just throws his head back and laughs (Spot is not distracted by the long column of his throat.) “What, weirder than Spot?” he asks.

Spot can’t exactly argue with that, so he quickly changes track. “What’re you supposed to be, anyway? Ain’t you hot in all that leather?”

“I’m hot out of the leather, too,” Racetrack says with a smirk, causing Spot to choke on the sip of beer he’d just taken. Racetrack laughs again as he unhelpfully pats Spot on the back. “I think you’re supposed to drink that, not inhale it.”

“Fuck you,” Spot wheezes.

Racetrack seems to finally take pity, because he finally answers Spot’s question. “I’m Lightning McQueen!”

Spot stares at him for a moment. Racetrack grins back.

“Like. From that Disney movie?” Spot finally asks.

“First of all, it’s a Pixar movie, and don’t let Jack hear you get the two confused,” Racetrack corrects. “Second, yes.”

“What the fuck?”

“Dude, my name’s Racetrack. I had to.”

“You absolutely didn’t.”

Racetrack sighs dramatically (Spot gets the feeling he does everything dramatically).

“You sound like Albert,” he pouts and goddamn it, Spot can’t even pretend he doesn’t find it absolutely adorable. Fucker.

“I’d be offended by the comparison,” Spot says, thinking about all the dumb shit Albert got up to in high school, “but for once in my life, I agree with him.”

“Well, you’re not even wearing a costume, so I win by default.”

Spot can’t help but snort. “That’s not how that works, first of all. Second, I am. I’m a lumberjack.”

“You look like you belong at some hipster bar that’s got overpriced drinks and too much wood paneling.”

“Okay, now I’m offended,” Spot says, but there’s a grin pulling at the corner of his mouth. Racetrack seems to notice it, because his own grows.

“You wanna get something to eat?” Racetrack asks suddenly. Spot’s glad he’s finished his beer, because we would’ve definitely choked again.

Instead, he raises an eyebrow and says, “You mean ditch my brother’s party to hang out with someone I don’t even know?”

Racetrack rolls his eyes. “You’re not even enjoying yourself.”

“Fuck off, maybe I’m having the goddamn time of my life,” Spot argues, just to argue.

“You’re not.” It’s so matter of fact that Spot is taken aback. “‘Sides, Jack never gets enough food for these things and you were here before me, so if I’m hungry then you are too.”

Spot had actually forgotten he was even hungry, but now that it’s been brought up he’s suddenly fucking starving.

“Fine,” he finally relents, unable to stop his smile when Racetrack pumps his fists. “But only because I’m fucking starving. You just happened to be the first person to say anything.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, Spotty!” Racetrack laughs as he leads them through the crowd. “You up for Chinese?”