#sorry but like... in the second movie?? im literally going to moan so loud

[oh-katsuki]

hiccup is so damn fine that is my favorite flavor of man.

[mattsturniolosleftnut]

hiii! this is my first smut so pls i need feedback 🙏🙏

matt sturniolo x fem reader

SMUTTY SMUT!!!

in which matt is staying at your house along with your other friends. you both get horny and end up fucking in the bathroom.

a bunch of my friends were at my house for a birthday party i was having.

we were all currently sat on the trampoline. playing truth or dare. me laying on matt, my friend addi, sofia, lilly, aly, and kylie were all sat around the trampoline leaned up against the net.

me and matt had this secret fling going on where we kissed and fucked but nothing official. we both understood we belonged to the other.

addi asked “truth or dare?” “dare.” i answered. “kiss matt!” she laughed.

“no— the fuck?” i shook my head. “do itttt! you’ve literally kissed everyone here BUT him just do it!”

i sat up and looked at matt for an answer. he nodded and so i sighed.

“a peck or like a kiss kiss?” i ask her. “umm a kiss kiss!” she answers giggling.

i sigh again and turn back to matt. i reposition myself so im on my knees in between his legs.

i lean forward and grab onto his thighs for balance while he grabs my waist and my face pulling me closer.

“YESSSS!” everyone clapped and cheered.

i roll my eyes and lay back how i was on matt. everyone was talking about the next persons dare so nobody was paying attention to us.

“move whatever is in your pocket!” i squirm around.

he grips my waist harder “stop fucking moving.” thats when i realize he had a boner.

i hit his leg. “you’re a fucking dumbass. if we have to get up we are fucked!” i whisper yell at him.

—

everyone is in the room with the tv watching a movie, laying down. everyone chose me and matt to get snacks since we were closer to the door. obviously, we didnt mind being alone.

him and i were making popcorn in the microwave. it took about 5 minutes to make.

i was sitting on the counter by the sink while matt was standing in between my legs.

“soo are we gonna talk about earlier on the trampoline?” i tease. “that kiss? mmhm it was hot as fuck, gorgeous.” he leans down and kisses my thigh.

i was in shorts and a t-shirt, no bra. he was in pajama pants no shirt.

“noo! you know what im talking about!” i grab his chin to make him look up at me. “your boner.”

“letssss not!” he walks to the microwave.

i hopped off the counter and followed him. “mattt!” i say trying to get his attention.

he wasn’t answering so i grabbed onto his bare shoulders and started to shake them. “stop ignoring me!”

he whipped around and grabbed my waist with his left hand and my neck with his right. he backed me all the way up to the counter by the fridge.

he pushed his, second boner of the day, against me. “talk about it again and you’re gonna regret it princess.” he glared.

inside this made me feral and nervous. everything he did made me nervous. but somehow, out of nowhere. a boost of confidence comes out.

“what if i do?” i tilt my head and squint my eyes slightly.

he lets out one singular breathy laugh. and then grabs my thighs and puts me on the counter. “so you think your tough?”

he grabs my jaw and pulls me in aggressively. clashing teeth, and moans filled the kiss.

he trails down to my neck and i tilt my head to the side giving him more access. he bites and sucks at the skin.

he removes an arm from me and moves it up my shirt.

then he squeezes my tit making me moan loud as fuck. “MATT!” i whisper yell at him “shhh” he says against my neck.

“we are gonna get caught!” i say. he pulls off from my neck “shut the fuck up and we wont.” then he pulls my shirt over his head.

so now hes in my shirt… with me bra-less. and he starts sucking on my tit. making me moan against my lip that i was currently biting.

he kitten licks my nipple making me thrust my hips up accidentally. he takes both his hands and holds down my thighs.

i started rubbing his dick through his pants making his mouth drop my tit and groan. he pulls out from underneath my shirt. “did i say you could do that?” “..no sorry baby.” “u can do it now. ask next time, gorgeous.” he says and kisses my jawline.

he starts rubbing me through my shorts making me grab onto his shoulder and he winced so i stopped. “dont worry baby go ahead.” he smiled.

he rubbed hard and slow. “faster, please!” i whisper trying to continue to rub him but it was growing harder since i couldnt focus bc the pleasure.

“ohh god.” i mumble as he starts rubbing faster.

we here someone start to walk towards the kitchen.

“fuck.” matt says and walks to the microwave as i fix my shirt and shorts.

“how long is it gonna take?” madison asks. “popcorn stills got 3 minutes then we are making floats for everyone.” matt informs.

“mmmmmk!” she walks back into the room shutting the door.

he runs back over to me and grabs my phone, opens it. then he opens the sleepover gc texts.

“i js burnt the shit out of my hand so me and matt r gonna be in the bathroom dealing w it. ” he types.

“lets go!” he runs to the bathroom thru the hallway.

“we are gonna finish what we started.” he smirks shutting and locking the door. “on the counter. now.”

i jump on the counter and he kneels in between my legs sliding my shorts down. i lift up a bit to help him out.

he stands up and i use my hands to slide his pants off. he does it once i cant reach anymore. we both have a wet spot in our underwear.

him having a bulge aswell as precum wetting his underwear.

“you see what you do to me?” he asked noticed i was staring. “apologies, baby” “noo dont apologize.” he steps forward. “your gonna feel so good, just wait.”

he kneels down in between my legs again and takes two fingers and rubs where i need him most, making me gasp.

“ohh god” i throw my head back. “thats not gonna work pretty girl. you’re gonna look at me while i touch you. understand?”

“yes sorry” i say looking at him. “thank you princess.” he continues rubbing.

—

“you gotta take em off- i— cant please!” i thrust my hips up. “since you’ve been good, i can do that.”

he slides my underwear down, i lift again to help him out a bit.

“god your dripping and ive barley done anything.” he smirks looking up at me. “you make me so wet.” “good.”

he takes the same two fingers and runs it through my pussy collecting the wetness.

he shoves the fingers in his mouth moaning at the taste. “god you taste amazing” he grabs my thighs and pulls me closer and starts to kiss and leave hickeys on my thighs. i moan at every touch.

i grab onto his shoulder again. he moves in on my actual pussy. kitten licking my throbbing clit.

“oh my god— fuck!— right there!” i let my head heads fall back and my mouth fall open gasping.

he licks all the way down to his new favorite spot. he dips his tongue in and then licks his lips.

he kisses my clit before taking two fingers and shoving them into me, with no warning at all. making me gasp.

“DING!” my phone screams.

“its the groupchat love, want me to answer?” matt asks as i nod trying to catch my breath. him still keeping the 2 fingers in me moving slowly.

“they asked if everythings okay.” he laughs. “they heard you gasp.”

“just um— uh— say im fine it just— hurts” i say breathlessly.

“okay darling.” he says knowing that makes me soaked. i clench around his fingers making him chuckle.

“okay. lets continue.” he smiles and sets my phone down.

he starts to move faster. he curls his fingers the slightest most perfect way possible.

he goes faster somehow. and im trying my hardest to not scream. digging my nails into his shoulder.

in a one hand motion he gets my shirt off leaving me completely naked. he groans and slows down a second taking a look at me. “how did you get more perfect?”

he grabs my tit and rubs over my nipple and squeezes every so often.

he sighs and pulls his fingers out. putting them in his mouth sucking all of me off.

“hop down, pretty.” he stands up holding out a hand. he grabs my waist and pulls me in for a delicate kiss.

“you’re so goddamn gorgeous. i love you so much.” he smiles. “and i apologize for how your going to feel tomorrow.” he tucks my hair behind my ear.

he grabs my shoulders and turns me around, so now im looking at myself in the mirror.

“ew i look gross right now.” i look down.

he slaps my ass. “AH-“ i gasp. “your perfect. shut the fuck up.” he smiles.

“now— i want you to watch yourself in the mirror while i fuck the brains out of you. okay?”

“mhm.” i nod leaning over the counter giving him more access. “mmm such a good girl for me.” he rubs my waist before sliding his underwear off.

leaving us both completely stripped, he jerks his dick a bit and then rubs it on my pussy.

“i love you.” he says before pushing into me stretching me out. “fuck!” i yell squeezing my eyes shut.

“ah ah ah— i know it hurts but what did i say? you watch. you dont close your eyes”

“uh huh.. sorry handsome”

“you okay now? can i move?” he asks still wanting it to feel good and not to hurt. “please do” he starts to move slowly watching me in the mirror very carefully not wanting it to hurt. when he notices i bite down on my lip he starts to move faster.

“oh— fuck oh fuck oh fuck!” i say with every thrust.

he goes faster making my body start to move with his actions. “shit i think im gonna—“ i say breathlessly.

“wait for me darling.” he says moving faster. “AHH!” i moan out, vision starting to go blurry.

“yes matt— fuck! right there! ohh my god!”

“oh- i think im gonna— fuck! cum with me darling” he says panting.

i feel the knot in my stomach immediately let go and i moan out grabbing the sink for dear life. then i feel his dick twitch and i feel his hot cum release inside me.

he grabs my hips and moves me with his thrusts while we ride out our high. he starts to slow down and i let my head fall down.

“jesus christ.” he mumbles. he pulls out making me wince. sucking in air through my teeth. he takes his finger and collects our cums mixed. i turn around and he shoves his fingers in my mouth.

“mm we taste so good. huh?” “mhm” i moan around his fingers as i suck.

he pulls them out with a pop! noise and grabs a towel and cleans himself, my thighs, and anywhere we got it in the bathroom.

“we made a mess.” i laughed. “worth it though!”

—

he helps me get dressed and gets himself dressed.

he grabs 2 bandaids. “what are those for?” i ask. “your ‘burn mark’” he does air quotes. “and my shoulder, which is bleeding.” he laughs.

“shit.. i am so sorry baby!” i immediately start to feel bad. “its fine!” he says moving my hair to cover my hickeys. “gotta be sneaky.”

he puts the bandaids on and turns around. “get on my back love” i cling onto him laying my head on the opposite shoulder i made bleed. we walk to the kitchen. he gets out the soda and ice cream and cups.

he also takes the popcorn from out of the microwave and puts it in a bowl before walking back to the room everyone was sleeping in.

“stuff for the floats is out me and her are gonna be in here, make it yourselves!” he lets go of me so i fall back onto the couch.

everyone gets up and goes to the kitchen. “addi make me one!” i say. “fine.”

everyone leaves the room. “you think they heard us?” matt asks rubbing my thigh. “probably, i could give a fuck less though that was amazing.”

“mhm anything for my beautiful girl.” he leans over and kisses my cheek.

@mattslolita @mrssturnioloo

[brelione]

JJ Maybank Smut HC’s

He’s very much a dom.Dont even try to take over the situation.

You two have done it everywhere.Against a wall,against a tree,on the beach,your bed,John.B’s bed,the HMS Pogue,the Van.

He likes to finger you at Boneyard parites

“JJ-please.”You whimpered,your fingernails digging into his back,the head of his dick only lightly grazing over you. “Patience,princess.”He whispered,smiling for a split second before slamming into you,a scream coming from your throat. “Aww,something the matter,princess?”He bit down on your collarbone,starting off at a fast pace,not even bothering to let you warm up to him.Moans kept coming,your eyes squeezing shut as you scratched up his flesh. “Please.”You whispered,not even knowing what you were begging for.He leaned down,placing a hard kiss on your lips. “Please what?”He asked,his short nails in your hips,forming little crescent shaped bruises. “Please go harder.”You answered,letting out another scream as he became even more rough with you.He was grunting,moaning as he pounded into you relentlessly.His hand slowly lifted to your throat,glancing up to you to silently ask permission.You gave him a slight nod,his fingertips pressing into your throat. “God,you’re so good for me.”He whispered.

He either goes fast,hard and rough or slow,loving and gentle.There is no in between.

Sometimes you purposely turn him on just to annoy him.

He loves to blindfold you.He likes to lick stripes along your body when you’re tied up and blindfolded or breath right on your neck just to tease you.

He tries not to be too loud just in case you say the safe word

Long discussions about what makes you comfortable and what makes you uncomfortable.

Everytime he ties you up he’ll ask if the restraints are hurting your wrists

“You’re gonna be stuck in this postion for like four hours.Are you good?”He’d ask,holding a blindfold in his hands. “I feel like its too tight.”You admitted,the side of the blet scratching at your flesh.He nodded,straddling you as he readjusted the belt,letting you flip your wrists to a more comfortable position. “Better?”He asked.You nodded.

Hickeys everywhere.That boy even leaves them on your fucking jaw just to annoy you.

He’d rarely spank you,only if you asked him too.

“Are you sure about this?I could seriously hurt you.”He frowned as your knees ended up on either side of him,your head on his shoulder. “Do it.”You assured him,biting your lip.The first sting made a moan come out of you,biting his shoulder lightly.His eyebrows furrowed,not understanding what was happening but repeating the action,feeling your nails scratch at his back. “More?”He asked,tubbing the stinging skin with his thumb. “Never stop.”You kissed his jaw.

He very rarely eats you out when you’re not in restraints.That is unless you ask him not to tie you up,of course.

He likes when you pull at his hair while he does it

He loves when you sit on his lap while he’s hard

He loves blowjobs.He’ll make you go exactly how he wants,his fingers massaging your scalp as he moved your head to get you at the right angle.If he heard you gag particularly loud he’d let go,just in case it was too much.

Whenever he was having you suck him off he gave you the order to tap his kneecap three times if you couldnt handle it.

He sometimes gets annoyed when he walks in on you masturbating. “Touching yourself,princess?Only I can do that.”He’d pin your hands above your head.

Whenever he wanted to try something new he’d talk to you about it first. “Would you be okay if I fucked you in the ass?”He asked,cutting an egg with his fork. “Uhh...theres no way it’ll fit.”You mumbled,sipping your coffee.He frowned,chewing his egg. “It’ll fit.We dont have too though.”He answered,reaching for the hot sauce,frowning as he noticed that it wasnt the one he liked.

Sometimes he’d put on a movie while he fucked you. “This movie is so dumb.”He thrusted into you,watching the screen.You let out a loud moan,his hand clapping over your mouth. “Shhh.”He whispered.

He literally fucked you in the living room with Pope sleeping on the couch

He’d clean you off with a warm wet towel afterwards and then he’d cuddle with you.

He’d kiss your forehead and call you his Good Girl

“Can you last another round?”He asked,not pulling our yet,lifting his head from the crook of your neck to look down at you.You bit your lip,nodding. “You sure?”He asked,noticing how tired you looked. “Positive.”You answered,moaning softly when he started to move again.He was slower this time,questioning how long you could last. “Faster,JJ.”You whispered,feeling his hands on your waist tight.He licked his lips,slowly speeding up the pace. “Faster!”You exclaimed,legs wrapping around his waist.He smirked,feeling better about the situation as he sped up as fast as he could,going faster with every moan you let out.He saw your eyes widen,getting nervous and trying to figure out whether it was good or bad. “You okay?”He asked.You nodded,kissing his neck. “More.”You mumbled,bringing him down for a kiss as he started once more.He went fast and deep,hearing you let out a loud moan when he hit a particular spot deep within you.He normally wouldnt go this deep,nor would you wrap your legs around him like you were now.He usually held you down by your hips but now he was wishing he had let you done this long ago.He was focused on hitting that spot again,enjoying the sounds coming out of you. “JJ-oh my god.”You whimpered,clenching around him,earning a moan from him as you reached your high for the second time that night.He smiled,kissing your forehead.He went to pull out,only for your legs to hold him where he was. “Again.”You mumbled,watching his eyebrows knit together,frowning. “I dont think you can handle it,princess.”As much as he would love another round he didnt want to hurt you. “Please,daddy?”You pouted,feeling him get hard inside you. “I-okay.”He went harder this time,slower but harder than last time as he hit the same spot repeatedly.It didnt take long for you to climax again,eyes fluttering shut.His last couple of thrusts were slow and careful,reaching his own high before pulling out of you with a small hiss. “You okay?”He asked,wiping some sweat from your forehead with the back of his hand. “Mhmm.”You hummed,your head turning on the pillow.He ran a bath,knowing that your family was out for the week in the mainland.He let the tub fill,carrying you into the bathroom and getting into the bath with you,letting you rest against him. “I love you.”He grinned,your head on his chest. “Love you too.”You replied.

You two went inside your house,your body immediately being pressed against the wall as he kissed your neck. “Let me take off my shoes first.”You giggled,kicking them off before peeling off your socks. “Sorry.”He kissed you gently.

He likes when you trace your fingertips along his veins and scratch at his neck

He always lets you wear his shirts or hoodies after,whatever you want when he’s done with you

“Im thirsty.”You mumbled tiredly. “Like thirsty for water or like….ya know.”He glanced down,only to have you smack his arm lightly. “Water thirsty,dum dum.”You replied.

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[nakamoto-aesthetics]

Eyes | n.yt

synopsis: you crashed into a boy who had the most compelling eyes. you didn’t know what was happening now but sooner or later you were going to find out the truth.

pairing: nakamoto yuta x femreader

genre: soulmate/fantasy au, smut, a speck of angst

warning: a lil jealousy, possessiveness, heavy mentions of blood, unprotected sex (make sure to use protection) enjoy ;))

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

6 months had passed by in the blink of an eye. and yes it was true you were immortal, both of you were. you tried to kill yourself 1 million times but none of the experiments worked, even he was in on some of the experiments, he tried to kill himself too but he never died. it was insane to you.

you also figure out that your powers were telekinesis and that you could ignite fire out your palms. you had a lot of fun with your powers. you teased yuta quite a bit. you always threw small stuff at him like apples and pens. he teased you back by going invisible most of the time so the things you threw would pass right through him. ultimately you shared many laughs every time you guys got together. you found comfort in him.

in class you would talk to each other through your minds but when you guys started laughing that’s when you got in trouble by the teachers.

the both of you even talked to each other when you weren’t in the same class, sometimes you would talk or laugh aloud on accident and get stares from the students around you. they thought you were crazy but you didn’t mind it.

you hung out with him 24/7 whether it was you going to his house or him going to yours, it didn’t matter. you guys played video games, went out to eat and practiced magic. you guys were practically best friends who did everything together. this was the most fun you had in a very long time. you never wanted it to end.

once you finally processed everything you decided to take it slow and just be friends. you both decided that kisses were allowed because you couldn’t resist each other. there were times when sweet kisses turned into heavy make out sessions, leaving many hickeys and bruises on purpose. but they never went farther then that because you didn’t want there to be more yet.

yuta allowed you to take your time. he was gonna wait for you until you were ready, there was no way he was gonna let you go under any circumstance and meant that. he’s spent way too long without you he was in no way, shape, or form gonna lose you.

—————

tonight was movie night, yuta invited some of the guys from school and you invited some of the girls. you were having it at your house since you knew some of the things at his house would come across as creepy to your and his friends.

you hear a door bell and walk over to your front door, opening it. it was yuta holding bags full of snacks and beverages.

“hey hey” he says with a smile and looks down at your outfit. “cute” he chuckles.

“hey don’t make fun of my bunnies” you pout and move to the side so he can come in.

“okay im sorry you look absolutely adorable” he walks in, immediately kissing your pout away. you smile softly at that, he still knew how to make your heart flutter.

he carries the bags to the living room, you close the door and follow him. he’s setting up the stuff neatly on a table off to the side. you help him by moving the stuff out the bag and onto the table with your mind.

“show off” you hear him mutter. you laugh out loud as you hear the door bell. you walked away and open the door. ’great’ everybody was now here. you let them in and then return to the living room after locking the front door.

they were all conversing amongst themselves. you could see a lot of relationships developing. you smile as you watch them.

“hey” a voice says. you turn your head and see mark lee. the popular one, he was only popular because literally everyone knew him in your school. he didn’t play sports or anything he was just popular, probably because every girl thought he was extremely hot. you mean he was cute but you didn’t see the hype. yuta was hotter than any guy you’d ever seen but then again you were biased.

“hey” you smile.

“this is a great… sleepover. isn’t that what it’s called?” he laughed.

“yes that would be correct but thanks.” you laughed along with him.

“no problem”

you turned towards him giving your full attention to him. his eyes and smile are pretty you’ll give him that but other than that you couldn’t see where the ’extremely hot’ claim came from.

“uh.. actually I did have a reason for coming over here” he looks at you surprised to see that your already staring back at him. “you look really pretty tonight” he looks you up and down quickly.

“really? I look like a hot mess” you look down at your bunny pajamas.

“no you look beautiful” he tilts your head up with his finger. you stand there agape, you were frozen in place as you and mark were staring into each other’s eyes.

you could feel eyes burning holes into the two of you. you turn your head and are meet eyes with yuta. his jaw is clenched and his eyes are turning red.

“excuse me for a second” you say to mark and run over to yuta. “yuta your eyes” you say and cover his eyes. you look around to see if anyone has noticed and luckily they haven’t.

yuta pulls your hand off his face and throws it back down to your side, and he walks away. what the hell was his problem? you shake your head and just decide to start the movie.

everyone grabs their snacks/drinks and sits on the couch. you were planning to sit next to yuta but he went and sat alone in a chair. you scoff and sit next to mark since that was the only open seat. mark smiled and pulled closer to him wrapping his arm around you. this sucked you didn’t want to be with mark, you wanted yuta but he didn’t want to sit next to you. it almost made you cry but you had to hold in your tears, it would be so embarrassing for you if you cried in front of everyone over a small reason like that.

you tried to focus on the movie but couldn’t because all you could think about was yuta. you tried to think of a way to get his attention, he was in your sight so you couldn’t see him. you could throw something at him because you didn’t want to risk someone seeing it. you sighed and thought about it. that was it you could just think. all you could do was hope that he was listening in on your thoughts.

‘can you tell me what’s wrong?’ no answer.

‘yuta please’ still no answer. either he was ignoring you or he wasn’t listening in. that make any sense yuta is always listening to your thoughts so you tried again.

‘babe’ you knew he was a sucker for pet names.

‘what do you want?’ you smiled to yourself, looking down so you don’t get caught.

‘can you please tell me what’s wrong?’ there was no answer for a second.

‘…let’s talk in your room’ he thought and you felt your heart dropped to your stomach.

“i’ll be right back” you whisper to mark and get up, walking up the stairs and to your room. when you opened the door yuta was already sitting in your desk chair. you close the door and sit on the bed.

“well?..” you ask.

“my problem is you and mark. I don’t like the way he looks at you and the way you look at him.” he look directly in your eyes.

“oh so that’s what it was? the poor baby was jealous?” you stand up and walk over to him plopping yourself on his lap, facing him.

“yes that’s all. our conversation is done here” he says, trying to end the discussion.

“uh uh uh” you lay your hands on his chest. “i’m not done with you. I don’t like mark like that but i’m pretty sure he likes me-” yuta scoffs and rolls his eyes.

“but I don’t want him. I want you” you grab his face and look him in the eyes. “I only want you” you say once more. his eyes soften at you and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“good because your mine” he lays his head on your chest.

“says who?” you tease him.

“says me and our history” your stomach flutters at that and he pulls you closer. “does that mean-“

“yes. i’m ready to be yours” you say smiling. he smiles widely immediately pulling you in from a kiss m. your lips connect and this kiss is different.. it’s passionate and full of.. love.

he picks you up lays you down on the bed, taking off his shirt. he didn’t wanna waste any time. he’s been waiting for this since he lost you. he pulled down his pants and then striped you down to you underwear, taking a second to look at your body. it was just as beautiful as he remembered.

he leaned up and kissed you passionately, kissing under your jaw and down to your neck. he bit a spot, making it leak blood. it made you moan softly, who knew that could feel good.

he kissed down your chest, taking off your bra and making hickeys on your breasts. he kissed down your stomach all the way to your lower body. he looked up to make sure that you wanted to do this.

you nodded giving him permission and with that he ripped your underwear off and slide off his boxers. ‘he was even more beautiful without clothes’ he laughed and leaned up to you, kissing you again. he lined himself up with you and pushed into your entrance slowly. you gasped, pulling away from his lips.

he pushed all the way in, bottoming out.

“you never told me you were this big” you say lowly.

“you act like we’ve never made love before” he starts to thrust slowly.

“oh so we’re making love, not having sex?” you playfully laughed. he immediately stopped his movements and looked at you with a straight face.

“I don’t ever want to hear that non sense again. I will never just have sex with you. we’re always going to make love” he started to thrust into you again, rocking your body ever so slightly.

“what’s the difference?” you genuinely ask, he scoffs in return but don’t stop his movements.

“when having sex, it’s lustful and all about getting the job done. while making love is a special time. it’s all about connecting with your lover on a deeper level, it’s very intimate. you really begin to let your guard down, meanwhile when your having sex, you don’t let your guard down. you don’t use the time to get to know a person or see it as a special moment. you only want that person for one reason only. do you get it now?” yuta explains to you.

“yes I do” you smile. you were so lucky he was yours. he speeds his pace up a little faster. you bite your lips to keep sound from slipping out of them. you didn’t want the others to know what you were doing. yuta lays his head in your neck and kisses it gently. you took this time to look at his figure.

his waist was body was perfect. you couldn’t help but graze your fingers along his skin. he seemed to like that because he thrusted faster. you let a moan slip and bring him up to your face. you smashed your lips on his, kissing him roughly. you moaned against his lips and started to dig your nails into his back, he was hitting the spot dead on.

“there yuta right there” you mewl in his ear adding fuel to his pace, he going at an animalistic pace now. he grunted in your ear letting you know he was close. your stomach starts to tighten as you feel your high coming. your through your head back and yuta connects your lips, kissing you sloppily so then your moans would be muffled. he pulls your leg up to get a better angle, stroking it gently.

your legs start to shake and you roll your hips onto his, both of your moans and grunts are muffled by the kisses. yuta pounds into you, making you arch your back and cum. your walls start to clench and that’s when he busts in you.

he pulls out and roll onto the side of you pulling you into his chest, heavy breaths are filling the room.

“that felt like…” you start.

“home” he finishes the sentence.

“wait you came inside me what if I get pregnant?”

“then you get pregnant, we’ll raise the baby together but don’t worry about that. you have a very low percentage of getting pregnant.. we’re not humans” he chuckles.

“alright” you sighs and kiss his chest all the way up to his neck. you then bite it and suck his blood slightly and pull away, not healing it. you lick his blood of your lips. “that’s payback”

“oh yeah?” he smirks. “looked like you enjoyed that a little too much princess” he tilts your head up with his finger. “are you gonna be my little blood sucker?” your stomach filled with a million butterflies.

“y/n are you-“ the door opens making you and yuta turn your head. of course it was mark. he only saw you and yuta cuddled up under the sheets. “uh.. sorry” he closes the door and you hear footsteps rush down the stairs.

you and yuta laugh loudly.

“poor boy” you say.

“ehh he’ll be fine” yuta says. “at least now he knows that your mine” he kisses you but you laugh against his lips and slap his chest lightly.

“you’re a trip but I have a question, why does your blood taste like a.. vanilla frosted cupcake” you ask.

“mm because i’m your soulmate, your one and only. you love everything about me just like I love everything about you. your blood taste just like chocolate.” he says. you dab your finger on your neck where the blood was and taste it. you cringe at the taste and shake your head.

“that’s terrible” you say.

“well obviously it’s not gonna taste good to you. only your soulmates blood tastes good silly goose.” he smiles and pecks your cheek multiple times, making you giggle. ”I don’t think mine tastes good but you love it.” he adds on.

“is there a limit to how much I can drink?” you look at him. he shakes his head and laughs.

“nope, we’re immortal remember” he bites his lip. “although i’m gonna have to watch my back your gonna try and drink from me all the time” he teases you by stretching his neck away from you.

“oh no you don’t.” you laughs and straddle his stomach, grabbing his head and lapping the blood up.

“at least let me have some too” he says and turns his head biting into you skin and sucking your blood. you breathe against his skin.

“why does it feel so good. shouldn’t it hurt.” you breathily moan out.

“nope because anything I do will feel good to you and vise versa. even if I’m really aggressive, you’d love it” he says lowly in your ear. you feel yourself start to get turned on again, you knew he knew because his hands went straight to your hip and inner thigh rubbing both of them at the same time.

“I think i’m ready for round two and this time I want it rough” you whisper and kiss under his earlobe. “doesn’t that qualify as having sex?” you add on.

“nope you can still make love and be rough.. well at least in my book” you chuckle at that.

“are you gonna back it up and ride me kitten or what?” that sentence made your stomach flip and you immediately lined him up with your entrance and sunk down onto him. feeling all of his inches once again.

“fuck” you whisper, you start to slam down on his hips, you pressed your hands to his stomach to keep yourself stable. it was unlike anything you felt before.

you went faster as he guided your hips on his. you laid on his chest, creating a new bite and sucking the skin roughly. he grunts beneath you and thrusts up into you, gripping the sides of your hips roughly, those we’re definitely gonna create bruises later.

you scratched at his sides and then held onto his shoulders using them as leverage so then you could push your hips down onto him. you could really get used to this. it was way better than human sex, all your senses were heightened which meant that sex felt way better than anything. on top of that the fact that he’s your soulmate makes it even better.

you pushed your hips onto his faster you could feel yourself nearing your orgasm. you sat up and grabbed his hands of your waist and wrapping them around your throat tightly. you throw your head back as he squeezes tighter. your thrusts to to get sloppy as your stomach tightens. you cover your mouth, trying to muffle your moans. you finally cum all over him and he does the same. lowly grunting as he shoots his load into you. he lets go of his hold on your neck and instead wraps his hands around your waist.

you lay on his chest and heavily breathe out.

“you do know we have to return to the sleepover right?” yuta says softly pushing the hair out of your face.

“mhm” you kiss his chest gently. “you have to heal me though” you add on.

“mmm nope. they’re staying” he said simply and pulls out of you, putting you onto bed and standing up. you pout at the empty feeling down there, you liked feeling full.

“i’ll cockwarm you later princess now let’s go” he says smiling. you sigh and get up putting on your clothes and grabbing a new pair of panties since the other ones were ripped.

“you owe me a new pair of panties”

“i’ll get you all the pairs of panties you want” he says and walks over to you after you and him are fully dressed. he hugs you from behind as you fix your hair. his head going to the crook of your neck.

“I already miss your naked body against mine and especially the way you take me in like it’s nothing” he groans. you start to feel him rise against your butt.

“yuta are you kidding me, were the 2 rounds not enough for you?”

“no amount of rounds are ever gonna be enough for me when i’m with you” he nips at your neck.

“alright alright let’s get out of here before something happens” you say after you fix your hair.

“you use your invisibility and i’ll walk down the stairs. okay?” you open the door.

“wait” he says and grabs your face kissing you passionately as if there was no tomorrow and then he pulls away. you smile and turn on your heel, walking out the door but not before his slaps your ass.

“yuta-“ you turn but he’s already gone. you shake your head and close the door to your room, going down the stairs. they were all still watching the movie, some of them cuddled up with the guys. you looked at the back of marks head. ‘well this was gonna be awkward’ you sat down next to mark.

“hey” you whispered.

“hey” he said in a monotone voice, without glancing at you once.

“i’m sorry that you had to see that and about-“

“it’s fine” he looks at you with a small smile.

“okay” you softly smile at him and he looks back at the tv. you also look back at the tv.

yuta walks back in the room and sits down in the chair. you furrow your eyebrows, he left before you so why is he returning so late.

‘why did you come back so late?’ you thought.

‘I had to take care of the boner you gave me’ you had to stop yourself from laughing aloud.

‘omg’ you mentally facepalm.

‘your in for it once they fall asleep’ he thinks.

‘can’t wait for it now pay attention to the movie’

‘fine’ the conversation ends there.

you could yourself being so in love with him in the future. he was so lovable and easy to get addicted to, with his smart remarks, jealous tendencies, and most of all those damned eyes. you loved it all, he was your adorable baby whom you had to protect and take care of.

that’s what you wanted to ask.

‘yuta’

‘yes kitten’ he answered immediately.

‘when I first met you and even now why are your eyes so dark and captivating?’

‘when you look at your soulmate, your eyes will do that, it’s because you have a special bond with that person. you don’t even realize it but your eyes do the same thing when you look at me’

‘ohhh that makes sense okay’ he doesn’t respond back for a few moments so you assume the conversation was over but that wasn’t the case.

‘cant I just hypnotize them and make them fall asleep?’

‘no.. yes’ you change your mind. you know it’s a terrible thing to do but there was no telling when they would fall asleep.

yuta immediately got up and worked his magic, literally, his closed his eyes and they shifted to green.

“you will all fall into a deep sleep when you hear the word sleep” yuta said. they all furrowed their eyebrows. “sleep” yuta said and immediately they all fell asleep like dominos.

“what if you accidentally put me to sleep too?” you gently push marks head off your shoulder and lay it on another person, before standing up.

“hypnosis doesn’t work on you. it never did” he says simply and grabs your hand leading you up the staircase.

this was gonna be a very long night.

i’m finally done!! i really really hope you guys enjoyed it. i worked very hard on it. much love💞

[m0etenchandon]

A game of beer pong (Reader x Ben Hardy x Joe Mazzello x Gwilym Lee)

Authors note: This concept came to me watching a youtube video and i have not been able to stop thinking about it since. Taking matters into my own hands, here is a smutty fic about it. Sorry its without Rami. Also, english is not my first language so sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes. It has also been literally 7 years since i last wrote anything that wasnt for school. Smut is also not my strong suit. Sorry it sucks. I, however, once had a smutty one direction one shot series that had 50 K readers on onedirectionfancition.com woops thats embarrasing

Warning: SMUT, reader x Ben Hardy x Joe Mazzello x Gwilym Lee, some guy x guy action (blink and you miss it), drinking, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms

Word count: 4.2 K

Masterlist

Lounging on the sofa, your head in Joes lap and feet on Gwils, the night had taken a dull turn when someone had decided to put on a movie on Netflix. In fact, no one really paid attention to it, just mindlessly scrolling through their phones, occasionally showing each other funny pictures. Ben pulled out a rather unflattering picture of a woman clinging on to a pillow and said, “look this is Y/N right now”.

“Oh fuck off Hardy, you’re just jealous Joe is getting all the attention and not you”

“Maybe I’m more jealous that you’re the one getting to lay in his lap”, Ben teased back at you.

“I know you are”, you said cuddling further into Joes lap. His hand stroked you hair.

“Wow guys, there is more than enough of me to go around”, Joe laughed.

“Why am I always the one being left out of things like this”, Gwil said, faking being hurt as he clutched his chest over his heart.

The teasing continued back and forth, but eventually, it died down and the boys went back to their scrolling. You however, had had enough.

“Guys, let’s do something fun! It’s a Friday night and here we are, sober and almost falling asleep! You´re so boring” you said standing up.

“Well, what do you suggest, YN”, Gwil asked. You simply went over to the cupboard where you knew Joe kept his booze. After successfully finding a full bottle of vodka, you also pulled out a six-pack of beers from the fridge and some red cups from another cupboard.

“What are you even doing?”, Joe asked, stunned that you were raiding his flat like it was your own.

“Setting up beer pong, duh! Now, do you have any balls?”

“I´ll show you balls”, Ben snickered, earning a wicked grin and wink from you. Joe groaned but went to his spare bedroom, shortly emerging with a few table-tennis balls in his hands.

“Perfect! Now get up you guys! This will be fun I swear”, you beamed at their reluctant faces.

“Alright, what are the rules then YN” Gwil questioned, helping you set up two triangles of glasses.

“We will play in teams of two, and the aim is like always to get the ball into the opponents cup. If you do manage to get it into their cup, the person on the other team whose go is next, has to drink the contents of that cup” you started pouring beer into some cups, and vodka into others.

“After drinking, you have to do a dare set by the other team. If the person throwing misses the cup however, they have to answer a question from the other team”, you finished, going to stand on one side of the table. Ben immediately followed and stood next to you.

“I want to be on YNs team, you guys suck at beer pong” he laughed towards Joe and Gwil who went to stand on the opposite side.

“Your loss, YN” Joe smugly said.

The game started innocent, with Joe missing the first cup and had to answer who his celebrity crush was. Now, it was Bens turn. He missed by half an inch, earning a loud laugh from Gwil and Joe. Their question for Ben, however, had you gasping.

“Ok, this game is not going to be boring. Ben, where is the weirdest place you’ve had sex”, Joe said with a ´cool as a cat´ tone in his voice. Your eyes went wide, and you saw Ben shift uncomfortably next to you.

“Wow, okay, uhm.. I guess in a car. Im not that adventurous really”, he said, a blush creeping onto his gorgeous face. Both Gwil and Joe started singing “im in love with my car” on top of their lungs. Off key obviously. You on the other hand, felt a pit in your stomach. Of course, Ben was ridiculously hot, but you’ve never thought of him in that way. Until now. Fuck. You wanted him to fuck you in his car, slowly fogging up the windows. This was going to be a fun game, and damn you had every intention on getting them all flustered by the end of it.

Gwil was next, and the ball went straight into the cup like it was no biggie. The cup, of course, was one of the vodka ones. You whined but poured it down your throat, followed by a few coughs.

“What is the dare then”, you questioned already feeling the alcohol mix with your blood. Gwil turned to Joe and started whispering to him, a devilish smirk planted on their faces. Shit.

“We dare you to, in detail, act out your last wet dream”, Joe said eyeing you down. You could hardly believe your own ears. They wanted you to do what!?

“No way I’m doing that, that’s ridiculous”, you stated. How could you even begin to tell them that it included all of them, this table, and lots of orgasms.

“And besides, you won’t be able to contain yourself if I were to do it”

“Fine, but we need some sort of punishment if we don’t do the dares”, Ben stated. You all nodded.

“How about, we have to remove an article of clothing if we refuse”, you said, toying with the hem of your shirt. You could hear Ben doing a sharp intake of breath and muttering “bloody hell” under his breath. However, they all agreed saying it was a great idea, and you complied. Trying to not look like a dork while taking your pants off, you turned around and pulled them down your legs. When you finally turned around, which took like a year Gwil thought, you were met with three pairs of eyes studying you hungrily. Thank god you had put on a (slightly see through) lace set from fenty.

“Guys pick your jaws up of the floor! My turn”, you stated smugly. You were simply loving the effect you had on them, and boy were you only getting started.

Having played beer pong a fair few times, you hit the cup with ease. Joe groaned and downed the beer inside of it, before looking at you with a questioning look, waiting for his dare. Before you could even get a single word out, Ben blurted out:

“Suck a hickey onto YNs neck”. His eyes were dark as he looked between you and Joe. The latter looked like a deer caught in headlights, so you decided to make things easier for him and walked over to the other side of the table.

“Go on then, do your best”, you whispered in his ear and saw him visibly shiver before bringing his lips to your neck. The soft moans leaving your mouth as you tangled your hands in his hair had him feeling lightheaded. Gwil and Ben was watching with awe, uncomfortably shifting in their positions on either side of the table. This game had taken a turn which none of them had seen coming, but that they found themselves desperately wanting. Their pants growing tighter and tighter.  

Joes lips left your neck with a pop, and he studied his masterpiece with a smug look on his face. His confidence had suddenly shifted.

“My turn”, he whispered into your neck, this time you were the one shivering. He pulled apart from you and went to do his shot which he of course made.

The game went on for several rounds, leaving two cups left on Gwil and Joes side, and three left on yours and Bens side. The dares and questions were only getting more and more raunchy, hitting peak when you had to pretend to do oral on a cucumber. Gwil and Ben were stood only in their boxers after being too shy to answer some of you and Joes wild questions. However, you still had your t-shirt and underwear one, the same as Joe.

It was Gwils turn, and the ball went straight into the cup. His eyes were drilling holes into you as you finished the beer.

“I dare you to make out with me”, he said in a moment of bravery, surprising even himself. You did not need to be asked twice. He looked divine where he stood, only wearing boxers which left very little to the imagination. You walked over and put your arms around his neck before crashing your lips onto his. His tongue immediately swept over your lips asking for permission to enter, which you gladly granted. He pulled you close to your body and you could feel how hard he was against your stomach. You couldn’t help but moan into the kiss and pressing yourself harder against him, earning a groan back. Ben and Joe looked at the two of you with lust in their eyes, their own boners feeling almost painful against their boxers.

After what felt like just a few seconds, you pulled away from Gwil and immediately went back to your spot to throw the ball. Acting like you weren’t even faced by the moment of intimacy a few seconds ago, you threw the ball straight into the cup. This time, Joe was the one receiving the dare.

“I dare you, Joe, to make out with Ben”, you said and placing a hand on Bens naked back. To your surprise, neither boys even though about it twice before crashing their lips against each other. As the kiss grew more heated, their dicks rubbing against each other slightly, you groaned. Wetness had started to pool in your underwear ages ago, and you were sure the boys were clearly able to see through your lacy panties at this point

“Fuck that’s so hot”, you muttered under your breath as they pulled apart.

“We aim to please, YN”, Ben winked your way earning another groan from the depth of your throat. There was a very apparent wet spot on the front of his grey boxers, telling you that you weren’t the only one enjoying the game.

Joe was up next, and he missed.

“Describe the last time you jerked off, and what or who you thought about”, Ben asked him earning a protest from Joe.

“That’s not fair, that’s embarrassing as fuck”, he whined.

“Well I guess you will have to take off your shirt then handsome”, you said swirling your wine glass that you had poured yourself a few rounds ago. He whined again but pulled his shirt off and threw it at the other pile of clothes in the corner of the room. You now had all three boys in just their boxers, and man, were you enjoying the view. Ben obviously looked like a Greek god, and you almost couldn’t keep your eyes off the lines going into his straining boxers. Gwil had a toned stomach, nice and lean. You would run your fingers up and down his torso all day. Then there were Joe. His little tummy got you all giddy inside, but those arms had you clenching your thighs together for some sort of sweet relief.

“Hmm what a sight for sore eyes you all are, boys”, you flirted. They all blushed, growing even harder.

There was now only one cup left before you and Ben had cleared them all, and you were more than ready to end this game and move on to other activities.

“You got this babe” you whispered into Bens ear as he got ready to throw the ball. And lo and behold, he made it earning a sloppy kiss on the cheek from you with an exaggerated “muah” sound.

“We did it. Hah, suckers”, you teased at Joe and Gwil. However, they were far from sad. Pure evil and lust was all that was evident on their faces.

“We still have one final dare, YN”, Gwil said in a low voice which made you want to pounce him right then and there. Both him and Joe started to walk around the table, intensely staring you down like you were their prey. Ben somehow seemed to understand what they were getting at and stepped closer to start playing with your hair. You gulped.

“You see, all this teasing has gotten us all riled up. Do you see what you do to us, baby”, Joe questioned. Your head was yanked down, and you looked at their bulges threatening to rip through the fabrics of their boxers. You gulped and nodded. “I think it is time you did something about it, don’t you boys?” They all nodded at Joes statement.

“Wanna feel those lips on my cock YN”, Ben whispered into your ear, impossibly close. You could feel his hot breath on your neck, sending shivers down your spine.

“Bet you are a tight little slut, aren’t you”, Gwil continued. You nodded again, even more wetness pooling in your underwear.

“We dare you to get on your knees and suck us off. Now”, Joe growled pushing you to the ground.

With shaking hands, you pulled his boxers down. His thick dick almost slapped you in the face in the process. You quickly started to lick at the pre-cum oozing out of his tip, wanting nothing more than to please him at this point. Joe hissed and pulled your hair into a sloppy ponytail, guiding you towards his hard length. You wrapped your hands around his base and slowly put the tip in your mouth, sucking lightly. The moans that came from his mouth were animalistic and porn worthy, which encouraged you to take more of him into his mouth.  Ben and Gwil palmed themselves, the latter had even pulled out his dick and was shamelessly jerking it at the sight of you sucking Joe off.

You took Joes balls in your hand and started to play with them, earning another deep growl.

“Fuck you suck my dick so good baby. I’m not gonna last”, he moaned. You hummed around him and pulled off with a “pop”, wanting this to last longer.

“Who´s next then”, you asked looking up and the other men. Gwil were quick to literally shove you onto his dick, which you gladly accepted. His dick was thinner but longer, making him hit the back of your throat with ease. As you sucked him off, you barely noticed Joe moving your body and pulling your underwear down until you felt a pair of lips on your clit. Joe had maneuvered under you, and you were hovering just above his face. He lapped at your juices making you moan around Gwil who was still mindlessly fucking your mouth with his cock.

“Fuck you’re so wet for us baby. Taste so good too. Gonna make you cum like the little slut you are, edging us on all night”, Joe said against your heat, sending shivers down your back. You reached towards Ben and pulled him out of his boxers, feeling bad that he was missing out on all the fun. As soon as you started jerking his painfully hard length, he let out a guttural groan. That voice of his was literally going to be the death of you.

You kept up your tempo on the two boys until Joe stuck two fingers inside of you and attached your clit with his tongue. Gwils cock slipped out of your mouth and your hand that had jerking Ben off dropped to the ground trying to stabilize yourself.

“Holy shit Joe I’m gonna cum”, you said starting to feel a tightening in your lower stomach. You grabbed onto Joes head and started rocking your hips against your fingers and tongue.

“Who’s making you feel this good huh, angel?”, Ben growled, hands coming down to play with your nipples. At the same time Gwil started sucking on the sweet spot on your neck, just next to the hickey from Joe from earlier. You were unable to form sentences as this point, racing towards the point of no return.

“Fuck.. you Joe! Omg you guys! Shit… im gonna.. im gonna!”. You didn’t even get to finish your sentence before pleasure washed over you, making you clench your thighs over Joes head, not even caring at this point.

He let you ride out your orgasm before the lifted you off him. Completely spent, you collapsed on the floor trying to regain your breath.

“That is the hottest thing ive ever seen”, Gwil said, going to stand alongside Ben and Joe.

“Yeah same mate”, Ben agreed.

“She tastes so good, want to try”, Joe asked. His fingers traced along Bens lips who gladly took them into his mouth. Joe then put his fingers into Gwils mouth. He licked them clean while staring you down, which made you grow even wetter.

“Let’s bring her to my bed and finish the job”, Joe said helping you stand. You were still high on your last orgasm, but damn if you were going to pass up the opportunity of having them all in bed with you at once.

Ben easily picked you up bridal style and let Joe lead you all to his bedroom before throwing you down on the bed. He quickly followed, spreading your legs and lining up with your entrance.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment ever since I met you YN. You can’t believe how many times I’ve thought about you while jerking myself off alone in my hotel room” he whispered into your ear. Fuck that was the hottest thing you’ve ever heard. His voice making you try to rub your thighs together for some relief. Little did he know you had done the same about him.

“Are you going to take my cock like a good girl, angel?”, he continued, earning a nod from you in return.

“I need you to use your words angel”. He stroked your chin and forced you to make eye contact with him. Those light green eyes were filled with lust and you whimpered at the thought of him inside you.

“Please Ben, I need you”, you whined. Ben immediately thrusted into you, filling you up to the brim. His cock was a perfect medium between Joe and Gwil, and you gasped at the size. He, however, did not let you get used to him and started thrusting at a slow, but hard, pace. You clawed at his back and went to kiss him. His lips were soft against yours. You bit down on his bottom lip as he perfectly hit your G-spot.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum again, Ben”, you moaned, arching your back.

“Think you can do one for each of us, darling”, Gwil asked stroking your hair. The mere thought of having four orgasms in one night made you see stars.

“Omg I need you all, fuck please let me cum Ben”. He snaked a hand down and rubbed fast circles on your clit while keeping up his hard thrusting. Your orgasm was fast approaching, and you clenched around his length as you came. Hard. You screamed his name as he came as well, you clenching around him being too much to handle. Ben rode out his own orgasm before pulling out and slumping down onto the bed, totally spent. You could feel his seed slowly dripping out of your entrance and down your thighs. You were totally spent, but neither Gwil nor Joe had had their turn yet.

“Gonna take you doggystyle ok, darling”, Gwil whispered crawling over to you. He easily turned you around and propped you on all fours, facing the head board of Joes bed. You were so spent you were unable to form words. Instead, you wiggled your bum in front of Gwils crotch, earning a low growl from him before the poked at your entrance with his cock. Sliding himself in was easy, your juices mixed with Bens cum made an excellent lube.

Once he bottomed you out, you moaned into the pillow in front of you trying to not cause a noise complaint from Joes neighbors.

“Fuck, you’re so tight for me, darlin´. Taking my cock so good, aren’t you? Feels good doesn’t it?”, he asked before biting into your shoulder. God that accent was going to be the death of you.

“Yes, Gwil.. fuck me.., make me cum again please, Gwil”

“I think.. oh my god.. Joe over here is feeling a little bit left out, isn’t he”, Gwil asked. His hand went to snake around your neck, slightly choking your moans. Joe was suddenly ripped from his trance staring at where Gwils cock entered your pussy and looked up at Gwil with a sheepish grin on his face.

“Take him into your mouth like the slut you are”

You made grabby hands at Joe, suddenly feeling like having his cock in your mouth would fulfill all your needs. He didn’t need to be asked twice, positioning himself at your lips. Gwil continued to thrust into you while you took Joe into your mouth. With every thrust, a moan escaped your mouth which sent electric bolts up Joes cock. Gwil still had his hand on your throat, feeling how Joe was sliding down and you swallowing around him. He brought his free hand down to your clit while simultaneously hitting your g-spot over and over again.

“Shit I’m gonna cum”, you moaned letting Joe slip out of your mouth.

“Go on then, cum for me darling. Clench your cunt around my cock”, Gwil growled feeling his own orgasm approaching. Your fingers dug into Joes thighs who was still in front of you, coming closer and closer to the edge. With one final, perfectly angled thrust, Gwils name fell from your lips as you came along with him. Both your moans mixing as you fell forward into Joes lap. He brushed your hair with his fingers as you came down from your third orgasm.

“Can you take one more for me baby girl?”, he asked in a soft tone. Although you were completely spent, you really wanted to feel Joe. All of him. Therefore, you nodded looking into his eyes. He lent forward, his lips briefly meeting yours. They were gone way too quickly though.

“Gonna make it quick I promise baby”

He laid on his back and pulled you to straddle him. Just feeling his hard cock barely touching against your aching clit made you moan, which Joe of course heard.

“We don’t have to if you’re tired”. He brushed a strand hair behind your ear.

“No, I want to, Joe”, you answered finally lowering yourself onto him. Even though you were completely spent, the thickness of his cock stretched your falls perfectly. Muttering swear words combined with his name under your breath, you slowly started moving up and down his length. However, you had almost no energy left within you, so Joe held you up and started thrusting into you instead. His fingers immediately found your clit.

“One more orgasm for me baby girl, I know you can do it”.

His hips snapped faster and faster, and his fingers edged you towards your fourth orgasm of the night.

“Please YN, I’m gonna cum too soon. Need you to come for me, baby girl”

A few more thrusts and you were screaming at the top of your lungs. All the air was punched out of you and you didn’t even register that Joe came as well. You collapsed onto his chest and tried to regain your breath. Joe wrapped his arms around you, soothing you.

Ben had fetched a damp towel and cleaned himself up first. The sight of you letting his two best friends fuck you had made him hard again and he had to jerk himself off.

“Can I clean you up, angel”, he asked.

“Y.. Yeah. Tha-ank you Ben”, you barely managed to whisper. Joe slipped out of you earning a whine from the depth of your throat. You were so sensitive at this point. Ben tried to be careful cleaning his and the two others cum off of your pussy. You flinched even at the slightest touch. He apologized and pressed soft kisses to your lower back as he finished.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced”, Gwil said. He laid next to you and Joe, looking at you with admiration in his eyes.

“Yeah, shit, I might have some new answer to those questions from earlier now”, Ben laughed. You chuckled slightly against Joes chest, still not having the energy to get off of him. That was a fun game.

“Sorry I’m smothering you”, you said to Joe. He smiled in return.

“You most certainly are not. I’m thoroughly enjoying this YN”

You fell asleep on his chest a few minutes later. Gwil and Ben also stayed the night and you woke up all cuddled in a heap in the middle of the bed. You could definitely get used to this, and this was not going the last time the four of you played a game of beer pong whenever you were bored (or horny)

@bowiequeen

Masterlist

[horansqueen]

AM Conversations : chapter 22

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.2k. -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

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Chapter 22 : His chapter

I looked at her when she moved away from me and my eyes roamed on her happy face. I didn't know why she didn't feel comfortable with that double date but the point was not to stress her. I wanted us to spend a nice evening and have fun the way double dates always should be, not that I was really used to them. It did happen a few times but I wouldn't really call those 'dates', they were more like 'hook ups' but I hadn't had any on the last tour because I really didn't see the point. Still, I was sure it would be fun with Liv and even if we were both reluctant about each other's relationship, I knew we could both have a nice time as long as we respected everyone.

"Honey?" she chuckled. "Why that word?"

I smiled slightly and finally looked down at my lap. I couldn't tell her I got that word because of the way she smelled. I had noticed her shampoo was a mix of vanilla and honey scent and I thought the latter was easier to work with. I couldn't lie to myself, I had to admit that in the past few weeks, I had noticed things about my best friend that I hadn't noticed before, like the way she smelled. There was more than that, though, and it felt like I was discovering her again. After all these years, I thought I knew her by heart but I couldn't be more wrong. I noticed the way her nose raised up when she laughed, how her laughter actually echoes on the wall most of the time, and the way I could read all her emotions on her face. I really just had to be attentive and realized there were so many small details I didn't see before but now, I wanted to focus on all of them and memorize them.

"Just seemed like a good idea. It's not a nickname I normally use but I don't think it would bring up suspicions." I shrugged with one shoulder as I explained.

"Yea, i'm sure Maya and Harry will love that we call each other 'honey' on a double date." she chuckled, bringing her hand to my upper arm and squeezing it lightly.

I glanced at her hand and blinked a few times. I knew she had always been affectionate like that but why did it feel like I had just realized it today?

"Oh come on!" I rolled my eyes with a smile. "They gotta get used to it, right? That's just how we are."

When I brought my attention back to her, she was staring at me with a small but fond smile and just just nodded slowly. I could have sworn something had happened today, like something had shifted. I could swear she was hiding something from me.

"Alright, so it's settled."

We looked at each other for a while but it felt natural when we cuddled again to watch the movie together. I was not sure we'd be able to do that again when she'd be officially dating Harry and it bothered me. Was he right? Was I being possessive with my best friend?

"Do you think your lover should be your best friend?"

I felt her tense against my side but waited a few more seconds to turn to her. The second 'Back To The Future' movie was almost over, which meant we hadn't talked in a few hours but it didn't feel awkward at all.

"Uhm, I'm not sure, I guess it depends who it is and how it goes."

I looked down at her but she avoided my gaze as she kept looking at the screen without really seeing it. I had no idea why my question made her so nervous but I just shrugged.

"I was just curious to know if we were still going to be best friend when you start dating Harry."

This time, she sat up^and turned her head my way. Our eyes met and she tilted her head with a frown. I had never noticed how her eyes seemed to express everything she was feeling inside. Was I blind before?

"Okay, look." she started, shaking her head a bit, still looking at me. "I'm not sure I want to date Harry, and i'm not sure what's going to happen. You're my best friend and you've always been, you know that will never change. And, I know I do it too but i'm so fucking tired to talk about Harry, and Maya, and what could happen between us. I miss how things used to be. Before all this."

I was not sure if she meant before the kisses we shared with Maya and Harry, before the last tour we both went on or simply before I was famous, but somehow, I understood exactly what she meant. I missed it too, whatever it was and whatever it meant.

"You remember fourth class?" she finally asked after a few seconds of silence. "When we were in the tree house behind my house for our sleepovers? We made a stupid pact."

I laughed and passed my hand in my hair.

"It was disgusting. Pretty sure I spit in my hand or something like that." I let out with a small grimace, making her laugh. "Best friends forever or something cheesy like that, I remember you made me do it."

"Oh hush, you wanted to." she argued, pushing on my arm slightly.

"Me? Wanting to shake your spit covered hand? Yea try again."

This time a laugh boomed out of her and it made me smile for a reason I ignored. I heard it echo on the wall once again and I enjoyed it.

"Niall! You literally licked my face earlier in the kitchen!"

I groaned and grimaced at the same time.

"It's different." I let out without any good argument.

She chuckled again and my eyes found hers as we both smiled.

"That pact is still going on. We said 'until we die' so I guess you're stuck with me forever."

"Lucky me." I joked before silence fell between us again. All we could hear was the sound of the tv in the background but the movie was definitely forgotten.

"I remember one time, I asked you if you were going to marry me." she pointed out so low I barely heard her.

It made me realize that her voice became softer when she would confess something she was embarrassed about and it was endearing in a way I couldn't explain.

"What did I answer?" I genuinely wondered with a frown.

It's crazy how good her memory was. Most of the things she'd bring up about us as kids were things I couldn't remember. But she remembered everything clearly, every conversation, almost word for word, and I was always curious to hear about it.

"You said no."

"I was a stupid kid." I let out, feeling extremely guilty for my lack of tact. "Why were you even friends with me?"

It made me think of that time we played truth or dare with Harry, when she admitted she used to have a crush on me when we were kids, and I couldn't help but wonder how much it had hurt her to hear that 'no' on that day but I didn't dare asking. Instead, sighed and got up slowly, stretching my arms as she was getting up too. I noticed the credits rolling on the screen.

"Tired?"

We got prepared and once again, ended up laying in the dark, in my bed. The room was quiet, heck the whole house was completely silent, and I didn't have the guts to break it. I liked the intimacy. The feeling of staying in complete silence with someone without an ounce of awkwardness. I liked that I didn't the need to talk just to fill a blank, that I didn't have to make sure it was not weird for her either.

I remained motionless when she cuddled my side again and I felt her leg move over mine slowly, making me hold my breath. I knew she hadn't said anything earlier when we fell on the floor while dancing, but it was impossible had not noticed how aroused I had been. I had barely moved over her but feeling my cock rub against her thigh made me freeze. Her lips had parted and all I could think about was when I caught her masturbating. How she had slid her hand in her panties, how her head was leaning against the bed, how her lips had parted with the pleasure. The more I tried to push the thought away, the more I was thinking about it and it suddenly hit me : if I hadn't caught her, she would have orgasmed on that bed. She would have shook, grabbed the sheets with her free hand, moaned out loud even, maybe... or she would have bitten her bottom lip to make sure no sound would come out so that no one could have heard her.

She was supposed to be my best friend, just my best friend. How many times had I repeated those words in the past week? Yet I had had a sex dream about her, masturbated thinking about her, caught her masturbating and had those images run in my head over and over again. it was at least the third time I was getting hard thinking about her and it was driving me insane. Having sex with my best friend would ruin everything. It would ruin her relationship with Harry and whatever I had with Maya but even worse, it would probably ruin our friendship. Just the thought scared me so much I held my breath again.

"Niall?"

Once again, her voice was soft and it made something twist in my stomach.

"Mm?"

"Everything will be fine." she simply answered as if she read my mind.

"I know petal, I know."

                                                       ----

We had planned the double date for the next day and it was a good thing because I was suddenly impatient to get it over with. Maya was leaving for a contract in Paris in a few days and Harry was apparently busy too with something he couldn't share just yet. I was surprised Liv didn't insist or even seemed annoyed but I didn't mention it.

We had decided on a typical movie date but when we stood up at the theatre in front of the movies, we couldn't seem to agree on anything.

"A romantic comedy would be so nice!" Maya let out in a dreamy tone.

"As long as it's not a horror movie I guess i'll just follow." Liv just shrugged, glancing at me.

I knew she was more into action movies but she was just romantic enough to enjoy a love story on screen and it made me smile.

"The Night Before seemed funny." I pointed out with a shrug as Liv was turning to me, sending me angry eyes. "What?" I just asked, raising my eyebrows.

No one decided to argue with me and I bought four tickets for all of us. I kept my hands in my pockets to make sure I wouldn't have to hold Maya's hand but she just wrapped her arm around mine and I just let her, not wanting to fight again especially not in public. Olivia walked next to me and bent down, raising her nose up.

"I hate those stupid comedies!" she reminded me in a very low tone, making me chuckle.

"Excuse me, but how many times did I watch the Die Hard movies with you? Or the Indiana Jones'?"

She looked up in my eyes and groaned again, moving away as I noticed Harry grabbing her fingers and pulling her closer and away from me. I frowned for half a second but felt Maya hold my arm closer to her and I turned my head to send her a small smile. This date had barely started and it was already awkward. She moved up on her tiptoe and I held my breath, a bit scared that she would kiss me. She simply smiled more and pressed her forehead against mine before moving back down on her feet. When I looked away, I noticed Liv's eyes on us but she immediately looked away and it made me feel guilty for a reason I ignored.

We entered the room and found seats in the back. I ended up between Harry and Maya and I bent down to glance at Liv before my eyes found Harry's.

"Do you mind to switch place with Liv?" I asked in a whisper, bending my head closer to him.

He stared at me a few seconds, a small frown gracing his face, but I kept staring at him without shame and he finally sighed and turned to talk to my best friend. After a few seconds, they both got up and Liv sat next to me, tilting her head back a bit to send me a smile.

"Can't live without me?" she murmured with a small chuckle, making me grimace.

"Don't make me say things I didn't say." I joked, making her laugh more.

We stopped talking when the movie started and I tried to focus on it instead to think about Maya who felt literally glued to my arm. It was funny and I laughed a lot until I turned to Liv who rolled her eyes but she couldn't hide the small smile on her lips. I looked down and noticed her knee pressed on mine. She had decided on a skirt and it was so rare that she'd wear something to show her legs that it was the first thing I had noticed. Her bare thigh was close to mine and I felt my hand sweat against my pants. I moved my hand to place my fingertips on one of her knees and I could swear she tensed next to me. I waited a few seconds but started drawing circles on her skin. I stared at my fingers as they kept moving on her knee but I could feel her eyes on me.

"Niall..." she breathed near my face.

I didn't turn to her but just moved my chin in the big screen's direction to tell her she should watch the movie. She didn't insist and I started thinking about the conversation we had had in the living room. When she mentioned 'Infinity' and how it reminded her of us, I almost thought she was going to tell me she had romantic feelings for me. That thought stayed in my head only for half a second and I was not sure how it made me feel. Relieved? Sad? Maybe a mix of both...

It seemed to take forever for the movie to end and I got up quickly, getting out of Maya's embrace. I was scared we'd have pictures taken on our way out and I didn't want to feed the rumors about us. Liv and Harry started discussing about the movie and Maya joined them but I remained silent until we were all back in the car. I still kept away from the conversation as they all decided on a small cafe to end the night but I couldn't hide that I was happy to be sitting in the front with Harry while the girls were on the back seat. I almost called out our 'safe word' but still decided to give this date an other chance. I knew she was having fun or at least I thought so

The cafe was small enough to be intimate but we sat in the back and I ended up facing Liv while Maya's side was pressed against mine. We all ordered something different and ended up chatting about different things. I noticed the small jukeboxes placed on each table and started scanning the songs before picking one. They all stopped talking when the song started and Liv sent me a smile, shaking her head slightly.

"Smile, though your heart is aching Smile, even though it’s breaking When there are clouds in the sky you’ll get by If you smile through your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You’ll see the sun come shining through for you..."

She sang the whole verse with a large smile while staring at me and I smiled back as she bent closer to me. I knew Maya and Harry were looking at us but I didn't give them any attention.

"You know I can't help singing when it's a song I like!" she pointed out with a laugh, making me shrug.

"I know... hey, remember that time you sang at karaoke last year?"

"Yea I was totally pissed!" she pointed out, laughing louder this time. "It was more of a joke though, I honestly can't sing."

"No actually I was surprised! it was good!"

Most of the time, Liv sings loud and as a joke or hums very low, too low for me to hear well. On that day, at karaoke, her voice was clear and soft, and I had realized that my best friend could sing. Perhaps not well enough to make it a career, but good enough to be enjoyable and even if I knew that alcohol had helped her opening up and getting more confident, I had been surprised of the outcome. In fact, she had just sang a short part of a soft song and her voice sounded nice, although she hadn't sung very loud.

"Okay, Nee." she pointed out, raising her eyebrows with an amused smile. "I'm as good of a singer as you are a dancer."

"I'm an incredible dancer." I joked, pointing a finger at her and making her laugh and nod quickly.

"Of course!"

We stopped talking when the waitress came back to ask us if we wanted something else and Maya asked for a refill while Liv ordered a pastry.

"Karaoke?" Maya wondered with a smile, turning her face to look at me. "That would have been a good date idea! Maybe next time?"

"You.. want an other date?" I asked without delicacy, a bit surprised by her request. "I mean, an other double date?"

She shrugged and her eyes moving to my best friend and Harry before going back to me. I suddenly felt a bit bad for bringing them into this without even asking them.

"Yea, if they're interested." she let out, unsure, as she moved one of her shoulders up. "I just think we should, you know, take all the steps one by one."

I frowned at her words before realizing what she meant. Maya still wanted a relationship and she was expecting all the things it would bring. All the 'firsts' and the dates, every single step that would lead to something steady and official. My eyes roamed on her face and I was not sure I wanted to have this discussion with her again, especially not at this moment.

The silence between us was uncomfortable and she just kept talking, trying to explain herself.

"I mean, it's fun to anticipate thing and where it could go, right?"

Olivia licked her lips and glanced at Harry. I had the feeling they had skipped a few steps on the way to the official relationship and if Maya was talking about sex, she was looking for approval in the wrong place.

"Are you talking about sex?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows with an amused smile.

I could swear Maya started blushing but before she could say anything, Liv talked.

"What's there to anticipate when you've already did the whole thing?"

That's when I knew I was screwed. I had never really told them that Maya and I had sex but it was implied in the non-answers and the way I would smile at their questions. I couldn't even remember the reason why I had lied and perhaps it was simply because I didn't want to explain why I hadn't wanted to bang someone like Maya.

Maya frowned and glanced at me before looking back at my best friend. I could feel my heart beat all over my body, making my head throb with embarrassment.

"I mean, Niall and I didn't... we never..." she stuttered low. "We almost did but we... we didn't."

Olivia stared at her, blinking a few times as her lips parted but after a few seconds, her head slowly turned to me and her gaze met mine for half a second before falling to the table. She pushed her plate away without taking a bite and I moved my head, trying to catch her eyes but she avoided me and finally closed her eyes and swallowed.

"Honey." I whispered, my eyes roaming on her angry face.

"No." she answered just as low but harshly.

"Honey." I repeated louder in a begging voice.

This time, her eyes met mine and I was shocked to read pain and sadness through them. The way everything was visible through her eyes if you actually took the time to look at her was unbelievable.

"No."

One of my feet found hers under the table and I tried to press my leg against her the best I could. I was totally aware of what our interaction could sound like for the other two at the table with us but I didn't care. I had hurt my best friend and although I was not sure why she was so mad, I just wanted to explain everything to her.

"Please, Liv."

I could swear her traits softened a bit and I stopped myself from reaching to her hand on the table. I didn't want to fight with her again, it was the last thing I wanted.

"I'm sorry guys, I just.. I need to go home, I have a migraine."

"Home?" I breathed out as she got up.

My eyes followed her but she was looking down at Harry while she asked him for a ride. He sent her a gentle smile and I suddenly felt extremely jealous. I got up too, looking at them as Harry moved her chin up to look in her eyes, his lips curling more when their gaze met. She only nodded and sighed, turning to look at us, clearly unhappy.

"T'was nice, thanks for the evening, i'm sorry for ruining it."

"Liv-"

"No." she cut me again. "I'll call you. Goodnight guys."

Harry kissed Maya's cheeks and held his hand out for me but I just stood there, motionless. I didn’t acknowledge him and they finally left as Maya got up too. Her hands reached for my cheeks and it took me all my strength not to move away. It was not her fault, she had done nothing wrong. The truth was, I was mad at myself and I knew I was the only one to blame. I just didn't understand why it hurt my best friend so much.

"Are you okay?"

I didn't want to look at her and I just nodded with a sigh, looking through my pockets for my wallet, noticing Harry had already left a bill on the table that covered everything we had ordered and more. Maya's arms fell back on each side of her and I searched for my keys, realizing they had left us without a car. I called for a cab and we waited outside the cafe. Maya was not holding my arm anymore and it was a relief. I knew I was being an ass to her but at the same time, I didn't know how to tell her more clearly that I was not ready for a relationship.

"Do you invite me home?" she asked low when we hopped in the cab.

I got out of my thoughts and looked at her. I knew she could read in my eyes that I was not in the mood and I didn't even have to answer. She only nodded and shrugged.

"If you change your mind, you know my number." she proposed before giving her address to the driver.

I wanted to point out to her that she had mentioned taking the steps one by one but I feared it would give her the wrong impression about what I expected from this relationship so I kept quiet.

I was not surprised when her lips met mine right after the cab stopped in front of her apartment and I answered the kiss gently, closing my eyes. I knew I should have a conversation with her too but all I could think about was talking to my best friend and solving things with her. I leaned against the seat when the cab started moving again and passed my hand in my face roughly before slipping my fingers in my hair, pulling on it. Without thinking, I grabbed my phone and typed a message quickly.

'I'm sorry. Please forgive me, I love you.'

[pickmejohnny]

Friendship brings you closer

REQUESTED: Wonho x Reader

You and Wonho had been childhood friends for awhile. You’ve lived next door to him for almost 6 years now so it was a tradition to sneak over each others houses when one of you couldn’t sleep and tonight was one of those nights. You herd a knock on your window indicating that he was here so you climbed off of your bed and opened it for him.

“Take of your shoes before you come in so you don’t make any noise” you told him.

He scoffed but took them off anyways. “You’re always so damn scary” he joked “I’m pretty sure you mom knows already that I come over”.

“It’s not my mom I’m worried about” you rolled your eyes “It’s my dad. If he found out I had a boy in my room at night he’d literally kill me”.

“Aww that’s cute, your risking getting in trouble for me” he smiled

“I’ve been doing that for 5 years now” you laughed “Just hurry up and get in here so I can beat your ass in Call of Duty”.

“You wish bitch” Wonho challenged you as he finally climbed into your bedroom.

You shut the window behind him and walked over to your TV to turn on the game system. This was almost an everyday thing for you and him. He’d come over and play a couple rounds of Call Of Duty with you, you’d sneak up food, maybe watch some TV and he’d go back home. He grabbed both controllers and handed one to you and started the game up.

You and Wonho played for about 2 hours. He won some, you won some, and it was overall a good time. After the game you snuck downstairs and made you and him some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and poured some milk to go with it. As you made the sandwiches, he found something to watch on Netflix. Once you came back with the food Wonho put on a random movie and you guys started eating.

“You got a little something right here” you pointed to the corner of your mouth referring to the jelly that had found its ways to the corner of Wonho’s mouth.

“Thanks” he chuckled and wiped his tongue across his lips and at the corner to collect the jelly.

Your breathed hitched and you choked on your milk. For whatever reason that had an effect on you and you didn’t know why. You never looked at Wonho that way in the whole 6 years you’ve known him so you shouldn’t start now.

But you couldn’t help it. You really studied his features for a second. You looked at his gorgeous eyes, his cute nose, his adorably big ears, and his luscious lips. You found yourself in a daze just admiring him. His broad shoulders and toned his body that you could see through his tight fitted shirt.

He snapped his fingers in your face bringing you back to reality. “You ok” he asked you as he did a cheeky smile.

You scoffed “Yeah I’m fine. I wasn’t checking you out”.

“I never asked that did I y/n” he smirked.

You felt your face grow hot “Shut up asswipe” he playfully pushed him.

Once you pushed him he accidently spilled milk all over his clothes and the bed. You gasped and became frantic.  “Are you ok, I’m sorry” you told him over and over again.

“Yes I’m fine y/n” he assured you.

He started taking off his shirt showing you his abs and all its glory. You knew he was fit but he gained more muscle since the last time you saw him shirtless. You’ve seen him shirtless plenty of time, especially when you guys went swimming but this time was different. You looked him up and down checking him out.

“You like what you see”?  he asked.

“In your dreams” you forced yourself to laugh

“Don’t lie to me” his voice became stern.

You stopped breathing for a second. He’d never took that tone of voice with you before but you found it extremely attractive.

“Answer me baby girl” he whispered walking closer towards you.

Your words felt stuck in your throat. You couldn’t speak at all. Wonho squished your cheeks together with his hand. “I’m not going to ask you again kitten. Did you like what you saw”?

“Yes” you said barely audible

“Good girl. That’s what I thought” he chuckled.

You felt yourself becoming wet as the seconds went by. You rubbed your legs together for friction. It had been awhile since you had sex and it was long overdue.

“Wonho” you looked up at him

“Yes baby” he answered

“What are you going to do to me”?

“Anything you want baby. Tonight its all about you. Tell me what you want” he leaned down and kissed your neck.

“Please” you begged

“Please what kitten, use your words. I’m not going to tell you again”

“Touch me” you asked

“That’s all I needed to hear”. Wonho pushed you back on your bed and climbed on top of you and locked his lips with yours. A simple kiss quickly became a hot and heavy make out session. He pulled up your shirt indicating he wanted to take it off. You lifted up off the bed helping him remove it. He stated to kiss on your neck leaving hickies all over. His hands began massaging your breast earning a moan from you.

“You got to be quiet baby girl. You don’t want your parents coming in do you”?

You shook your head and he continued to kiss your neck. He moved lower with each kiss until he was at your chest. He unhooked your bra and gripped your breast with his hands and started to kiss and suck on your nipples.

After he showed your breast enough attention he moved lower until he was at your panty line. He pulled your shorts down and he was face to face with your most intimate place. He ran his fingers up and down your lips.

“Look at you. You’re dripping and I haven’t even touched you yet. I cant wait to taste you. I’m going to make you cum a couple times tonight” Wonho assured you

He ripped your panties off. “Don’t worry about them baby girl, ill buy you new ones”.

He placed soft kisses on your lips, teasing you out of your mind. You grabbed a handful of his hair and pushed his face into you “Stop teasing me” you told him.

He chuckled “Look at how eager you are. You wish is my command”.

He stuck his tongue out dove in. He licked up and down making sure to leave no placed untouched. You covered your mouth to keep your moans in but you still made noise. He started to suck on your clit and inserted 2 fingers inside of you, pumping them slowly.

He kept them at a steady pace before going faster and harder. You felt your orgasm building in your stomach. “I’m gonna cum” you warned him.

“Go ahead princess. Cum on my fingers” he encouraged you.

On command you felt your orgasm shake you. Wonho continued to finger fuck you through your high never letting up.

Once you came down from your high he pulled his fingers out and sucked on them. “You taste just how I imagined” he smiled never breaking eye contact with you. He placed on last kiss down there before removing his pants and boxers. His cock was hard from what you could see. He is cock looked a little on the bigger side but it wasn’t to big.

He climbed back on top of you and looked you into your eyes. “Once I start, I’m not gonna able to stop. Are you sure you want this”? He asked you

You shook your head but winced in pain and pleasure as he smacked your thigh. “I said use your words” he growled.

“Yes this is what I want” you told him

Once he got the ok from you he lined himself up with your entrance and pushed himself into you.

You let out a big gasp but it was cut off when Wonho pressed his lips against yours. He began to move his hips at a steady pace keeping it slow. “You’re so fucking wet and tight y/n” he moaned in your ear.

“Please go harder daddy I need to feel you.” you begged

When you said that something clicked inside of him. “If you wanted it rough baby girl you should’ve asked me sooner”.  He grabbed your hips and slammed into you at a fast pace.

A loud moan escaped your mouth but it was soon cut short when Wonho’s hand found its way to your neck and squeezed lightly but firmly. “I said shut up. Do you want your parents to know that your getting fucked like this? You want them to know that I’m fucking you like some slut from the streets” he growled.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he continued to pound into you roughly. His cock was reaching placed your ex never could. You felt you second orgasm approaching but this one felt different than the others.

“I know that you’re close cause I can feel you clenching around me but its ok baby cause I’m close too” he told you. His hand let your throat and reached down and started to rub your clit.

“Did your ex ever fuck you this good?”

“No he could never” you whined

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Its yours daddy”

“That right kitten. Your pussy is mine and nobody else’s”

“Im- im gon-gonna cum” You managed to get out in between breathes.

“Cum” he simply told you

You felt your orgasm run through you but this time is was different. You felt liquid leaving you as you came. Wonho never let up and a few moments later without realizing he came inside of you.

He collapsed on the side of you, both of you heavily breathing and covered in sweat.

“I didn’t know you were squirter” he panted “That was fucking hot”.

“I didn’t either” You laughed.

“I hope that you know that you’re mine y/n” he said seriously  

You didn’t responded but just nodded ok and scooted closer to him and drifted to sleep

[hairystyless]

The public (smut, NSFW)

Note: literally smut and obvs cursing.

You and Harry wanted to go out for lunch but during the drive you were both so horny and some paparazzi saw. They started to question what was really going on. I’m not proud of this one but yeh :))

“Im starving pet,” harry has his arms wide open for me to cuddle. I love fancy Harry, when he’s on stage with expensive clothes but casual Harry is the best too. Just comfortable dark clothes, to keep himself warm. Not everyone gets to see this version of Harry only some occasions. Harry holds me while I put my head on his chest listening to his heart beat.

“Do you want to get lunch or make lunch,” I ask.

“Let’s go out babe I forgot what the outside looks like,” he hops of the bed and enters our closet. He takes a pair of sneakers and slides his foot in them. I giggle watching him keen to go out side since the tour. Harry has been so tired but he’s had fun he says. I already changed the next thing to do was grab Harry’s keys and enter in the car.

We don’t really fight on where to get food anymore since we have our favourite cheap cafe we’ve been hanging out since we met.

“You look great today honey,” I looked at his outfit from his shoes to his hair. He smiles hiding his eyes with his sunglasses.

“Don’t I look good everyday honey,” He giggles to himself.

“Yeh you’re hot as fuck,” I placed my hand on his thigh squeezing it.

“You’re going to be the death of me and I still won’t stop you.” He gives up a second off the road to look at me.

“Harry can we stop for a second,” I took my seatbelt off and leaned in closer. I lightly touched his hard on his pants then sneaking my hands under his shirt.

“You’re so hungry,” he stops the car and unbuckled his belt. I lowered my head whilst he grabs his huge hard cock for me. I took my time to tease him, he despises my teasing. He doesn’t hate it because their is someone in him that admires it. I lick his balls to his head.

“Y/n the teasin,” he warns. I swirl my tongue around him before I take him in me. I tightened my tongue around him whilst I go up and down on his dick. He was a moaning wreck, holding my hair in his hands helping me continue. Suddenly his dick twitches in my mouth.

“Y/n stop don’t want t’come just yet,” I wipe my wet mouth with my hands. Looking at his shiny glossy dick still hard.

“Why?” I suck my fingers that had left over cum.

“I like saving the delicious meals the last and plus the public,” he looks out the window and a suspicious man I think was taking pictures. Harry and I would fuck pretty much every minute when we finally come home from our businesses. He has to go to tour for a few months and when I find a new role for a movie my agents want me in I leave home.

Harry places his hands on my cheeks and presses his lips on mine while our tongues brush each other. His hands slither down my chest grabbing my breasts, to continue between my legs. He puts his hands in my pants circling his middle finger over my panties. I feel my panties dampen, my heart started to beat faster. I tilt my head back letting go of his lips.

“Harry oh keep going,” and that’s when he pulled his fingers to rudely suck them off right infront of my face.

“Sorry pet, you’re gonna be the dessert after lunch,” He smirks. Proud of himself.

“Fuck you styles,” I buckle my belt I pulled my finger. He looked for a second then snickered.

“Fuck you styles? You mean fuck me styles? You’re gonna be beggin for this soon,” He corrected pointing at his dick.

He made a turn and we arrived at the place. Before we even entered the café paparazzi started to crowd us already. “What was going on in that car y/n,” the cameras were all up on my face. Harry answers. “None of your business.” The people kept continuing to annoy and frustrate us what was happening in the car which was pretty obvious. Tomorrow or tonight those photos are going to be released and me and harry were beyond used to it. The amount of photos went viral when a photo of Harry grabbing my tits while making out in the after parties of an award show. It was shit quality but even a dumb man can describe what was going on that night. Fans were furious, even when I started to see him some didn’t like me, they started to slut shame but not everyone. Harry opens the door holding my arm tight hoping the paparazzi doesn’t grab me away from him like last time.

The waiters shooed the paparazzi away with a police threat.

Harry places his hands both on each side of my waist.

“Sorry for what happened my love,” he apologised whispering to me. I dated boys from Hollywood but not boys with a huge fan base and paparazzi following them everywhere. I give him a smile full of sympathy.

“Sorry about that, so what does my favourite favourite good looking couple want today?” He grabs the towel from his shoulder and starts to wipe the cups.

“Usual thank you,” Harry says. Before we sit he gropes my ass in secrecy.

I gasp from his actions.

“I’m sorry about them, they’re forever going to be mean,” he looks down waiting for his food. He didn’t want to show his feelings. I grab his hand which was across from mine.

“I know and they’re never gonna change but as long as I got you everything is fine for me,” I kiss his soft hands and let go. Smug appears on his lips and a tint of red falls on his cheeks. We were interrupted by the waitress handing us our lunch. He starts to dig in the food.

“I wish we stayed home love, that wouldn’t have happened. We would’ve made food at home and fucked anywhere we liked with no one peeking,” He bit his lips thinking about sex.

“Waiter we’re not leaving yet so save this table for us,” He nods placing a sign. Harry grabs my hands helping me up leading me to the disabled bathroom real quick.

“This time those pesky paps wont see,” his fingers take off my grey leggings off. He shoves two fingers in with no warning. Licks my wet pussy. He replaces his fingers with his tongue. Both hands lift me up. I look down and see the greatest man that’s so successful and the handsomest go down on me. Thinking about it made more weak. Feeling his tongue go in circles on my clit then casually sliding in me. He takes his mouth of me and a string of saliva stretches from his tongue. He stands up and kisses me while I hear him unbuckling his belt around his waist as fast as he can, then taking his jacket off throwing it on the sink.

“I’m gonna fuck you right here but you better shut up or I’ll stop and you hate that,” he takes his hard out, lifts me up with both hands and goes in me. He starts off slow, pushing me against the wall with his hand on my mouth to shut me up. I kiss his neck at the start then moves on to his lips. I forgot that I had lipstick on and it left marks on his neck. I know he messed up my makeup and I messed up his hair he took care off this morning but it was all worth it. After he starts to thrust in faster. Feeling the pleasure going up my spine into my brain and it made moan loud his hand vibrates against my lips.

“Quiet baby,” he whispers in my ear, feeling his hot breath against my ear.

“Harry I can’t t-take it anym-.”

“No were going t’come together honey,” he starts to thrust slower, getting tired. The wall felt warmer from all the fucking against it. He presses his lips against my chest as he starts to slow down.

“Come now baby girl.”

“Oh fuck harry,” we let go of our juices together. We both looked down as he pulled out. His cock was shiny, covered in my wetness.

“We can have a round 2 when we get home babe, now let’s leave.” He takes my hand before waiting for my reply. We take our clothes and put them on right away. I forgot to mention the lipstick and forgot to fix our looks so the media doesn’t have any questions as we opened the glass doors.

Moments later our eyes were flashed and Harry held me tighter so I would let go. He made sure I got in the car because he did.

“Y/N, Y/N tell us about-,”

“Harry why do you have lipsti-,” we both ignored the questions and drove of home running out of breath.

[cravin-you]

BTS reacting to you stirring around their lap while the other members are around

im continuing this later, I haven’t done Jungkook and Jimins reactions.

MASTERLIST

JUNG HOSEOK

You wore the shorts Hoseok thinks you look the sexiest in on purpose. Once in a while you liked to play this game, the one where you tease him and very obviously so, when he can’t have you. Tonight all the members were gathered and tired. You had watched their Comeback stage and Hoseok looked so good with his new look - red hair. Therefor, you wanted to tease him. It started with wearing the velvet fabric shorts that you knew he liked to licking a popsicle obnoxiously while keeping eye contact with you boyfriend to this. Now you were in his lap, a very clear boner formed in his pants from all the teasing. 

Slowly and deliciously you’d grind down on him, resulting in him biting his lip to stop himself from making noise. He tensed up, all effort going into not giving you the reaction you wanted. A few minutes passed and you let him believe it was over. He got comfortable and joked around with the members, and right as he got comfortable you decided to strike again. Your hand traveled up his thigh and pinched the inside of it and your ground down on him again, harder. This time he couldn’t stop to low moan and Seokjins eyed widened as him and Jungkooks heads whipped your way. 

“Get a room you too!” Jungkook exclaimed, understanding what was going on in the corner. Yoongi and Hoseok laughed their asses off as Seokjin threw a pillow at you two. 

“Seriously, GO! Go fuck somewhere else not in front of me, Jesus Christ!” Jungkook dismissed the two of you and you tried to laugh it off, making it seem like you were unbothered. 

When you got inside Hoseoks room you both laughed your asses off before jumping on each other. It was hard not to giggle between kisses at what just happened. 

KIM NAMJOON

The desk creaked as Namjoon placed you on it after lifting you by the thighs. studio. The room was hot being so small and all. Namjoon moaned into your mouth as his hand cupped your breast and your nails dragged softly over the soft skin on his shoulders. He pulled you closer than close with needy hands all over your waist and hips, pressing you against him so you could feel how hard he was for you. His mouth moved down to kiss your neck softly as your hand squeezed around his neck. A knock on the door came but he didn’t let it stop him. 

“What is it?” He called, his lips still on your throat as he did. The door flew open and you cursed at Namjoon in your head for not locking. You guys could’ve been naked by now. 

“We need your approval on this song,” Jungkook came in, not acknowledging the flustered look on your face or the fact that Namjoon had his hands inside your shirt when Jungkook stormed inside. 

Five minutes passed and you were amazed at how fast Namjoon could go from needy and horny to turning on his work mode. All the members had gathered in here by now, all of them sitting around in chairs and discussing. Getting bored you decided to grind down on Namjoons cock, earning a jaw clenching from him you could spot from the corner of your eye. None of the members seem to notice your movement in Namjoons lap and you smile to yourself. Again, you roll your hips and he lets out a shaky breath. Maybe you were a little mean for this because they were talking about important stuff. Seing Namjoon being the one who’s for once helpless and needy, a victim of your action was a nice role reverse as he usually wanted to dominate.

“You think you’re so slick right now huh?” He grabbed you by the neck to lowly whisper in your ear. “We’ll see later, when I fuck the shit out of you.” he hisses and you wanted to moan loudly at his words. 

KIM SEOKJIN

You’d be in his lap after getting home thinking only Seokjin would be home, but all the members where. They were discussing some new song that Hoseok and Yoongi had been working on in the studio and they discussed their line distribution. Opening the door he sat there with ripped black jeans and a simple t-shirt, looking so good. You loved his legs in those pants. So much you wanted to sit on them, and here you were. In Seokjins lap, his head resting on your shoulder and arms around your waist. The conversation they were having was dis interesting to you as far as you knew when all you could think off was how good your boyfriend smelled. Seokjin opened his mouth to suggest something but choked on his own words as he felt you pressing down on his lap. 

“Are you ok?” Taehyung looked slightly worried, thinking the man had choked on food but Seokjin just waved it off. 

“I was just saying,” he tried to continue weakly because you pressed down on him again. “-that what Namjoon said is good.” he rushed as he tried laughing nervously. They all nodded in an agreement. 

“Settled then,” Jungkook nodded and they starting collecting all their paper. Everybody moved towards the hallway, probably to get back to the practice rooms and studios. 

You walk towards the hallway to wave them off but Seokjin grabs your arm and stops you in your tracks. You’re stuck between his warm chest and the cold wall with his mouth centimeters away from yours. 

“What do you think you’re doing teasing me like that?” he growled.

KIM TAEHYUNG

So good. The friction of the curve of your ass against Taehyungs throbbing cock felt so deliciously good. So good, but so dangerous - maybe that’s what made it so hot. His tongue poke out the corner of his mouth you noticed as you looked back at him to see his face and also to made sure that Hoseok who was next to you had his eyes on the screen. He looked flustered with his hands on your hips, winking at you as you smirked. You decided to grind against his cock again to wipe the cocky grin off his face. Watching his eyes rolling back in pleasure and feeling his nails dig into hips was the hottest thing. He count stop whimper from slipping out and you squeezed his thigh hard for him to shut up. Jungkook whipped his head around hearing the sound. He turned back to the tv, probably brushing it off to Taehyung making noise like always. 

”Let’s go,” Taehyung whispers desperately on your ear and places his hand on your thigh. 

”But it’s my favorite movie,” you tease him back. 

”SHHH!” Jimin hisses at you two. Hearing incoherent whispering behind him was distracting from the scene with his favorite actress. You mumbled a sorry but Taehyung wouldn’t quit, his hand sliding further up your thigh, knowing you wanted this as much as him. 

“Nonsense,” He brushed it off and leaned in closer to make sure what he said next was for your ears only. “I want to be inside you baby,” 

MIN YOONGI

Yoongi’s soft hands reached to palm your ass as your tongue found his mouth. You were feeling needy now that he got you all riled up, his kisses so slow and sensual making you wet already. Your hands were squeezing his shoulders and you let your hands roam down his back, earning a sigh from him into your mouth. 

“You know, the guys are at Jimin’s watching the game tonight,” Yoongi mumbled against your lips while your hands moved up to tangle in his hair. Placing a light peck on his lips, smiling, knowing what he was suggesting. Yoongi’s hands went slowly to fumble with the strap of your bra to remove it and moved his kisses down your neck. His lips sucked the skin of your neck, biting slightly and whispering to you once again: “They shouldn’t be home until-” 

Yoongi is interrupted by the front door flying open and you hear all six boys storming in. The dorm who was only filled with your kissing and sighs a second ago, was now a loud mess of overexcited and rushed football fans. Disappointment washed over Yoongi’s face.

“Sorry Yoongi hyung, my TV broke down and your place is the biggest so,” Jimin yelled from the hallway but halted slightly when he stepped into the living room, feeling the tension and also seeing the text written across your faces saying we were just about to fuck. Jimin smirked and clicked his tongue, his hands flying up in protection of himself as your threw a pillow at him. 

The other members followed soon. 

“What are we waiting for? Turn it on!” Jungkook yelled, running to get the best spot at the biggest chair with popcorn in his lap. “And oh, Y/N you’re staying! You could use some football culture,” he continued, pointing an accusing finger at you. Giving up, you shrugged and went to sit on the couch. Scooching over for everybody to fit, you where now sitting in Yoongi’s lap and the game had started. Yoongi hissed slightly ass you shifted in his lap unintentionally and that’s when you became aware of the boner he had before they all stormed in. 

Giving Yoongi the look made him gulp and he knew he was in the worst position ever. They guys wouldn’t let him leave in the middle of the game and he had his hot girlfriend sitting on his boner right now and he could literally see a light bulb over her head. 

You placed your hands on his thighs and slightly ground your ass along his hard dick that pressed against it. Yoongis hands found your waist, trying to make you stop stirring around his lap. He knew you’d make him slip up and moan in front of the members, and after that he’d never live. A drip of sweat rolled down his forehead and you looked back at his face, his lips parted and breathing heavy. He looked so hot when he was needy and you knew he loved to be teased like these. Whenever you’d tease him in public, he always got back you in the bedroom though. 

[frizzyhairtozier-blog]

reddie + stuck in a closed space? like an elevator. where eddie starts freaking out and richie calms him down. and then making out starts 👀

ummmmMMM hell yeah, this is an amazing idea, I’m luv u????? warning: boys kissing👀/claustrophobia/panic/asthma attacks

this is so much longer than i planned, im sorry, i’ll add a read more when im not mobile!!

to set the scene, richie and eddie were best friends at the age of 18. they were touring colleges together because they’re best friends and they cant imagine being seperated after high school. with the stellar grades both boys had gotten, they had been accepted into a few of the same of their choice schools.

Richie groaned as they walked into the main building of yet another college campus. “seriously, ed’s, this is the third one this weekend. they’re literally, all the same! and if there’s something different about one of them, we could find out online! from the comfort of my couch, while watching tv or something! which is where i would rather be than walking down the same, holy shit, this is literally the same tile as the second campus we went to yesterday! is that allowed? can you copyright floo-”“oh my god, Richie, would you shut up” eddie said, cutting off his rambling. it wasn’t in a mean way though. eddie kind of loved when richie babbled. just not when he was trying to focus on reading the signs in the hallway leading them to the admissions area. “this way,” he said, grabbing richie by the hand and taking a sharp turn down a hall to their right. they stopped in front of an elevator and richie took it upon himself to press the up button, not once, but three times.eddie rolled his eyes fondly, and Richie looked at him and shrugged. “I’m nothing if not persistant!”when the door opened up their hands were still clasped together, neither of them even noticing. because that was just a thing with eddie and richie. since they were kids they had always been nonchalantly in each others space; arms around the other, holding hands, legs tucked under one another during movie nights. bev had once joked that it was the reason richie hadn’t ever had a girlfriend, and eddie couldn’t explain the sinking feeling in his gut. but it was forgoten when richie had just pulled him closer and kissed the top of his head, declaring “why would i ever want a girlfriend when ed’s here gives me all the lovin’ I need!” he had just chuckled and shoved richie off him at the time, but he couldn’t ignore the warmth the words sent through him.“so is our dorm going to ha-” while surely Richie was planning to ramble on again the whole way, the elevator had other plans. because not even ten seconds after they started moving upwards, there was a loud rattle from above and they came to a screeching halt. the force of the stop was almost enough to knock them down.“well, shit I always knew college was going to kill me.” richie said, looking down at eddie to see his famous fond eye roll. but all he found in it’s place was a sheet-white pale face staring straight ahead, and the grip on his hand grew tighter. “eds? eddie, are you okay?”no, he wasn’t okay. he felt like if he moved at all, the elevator would come crasing down on top of them. the lights had gone dim, and the walls seemed to grow tighter. oh god, the walls. they’re so close to him. how could oxygen get in if they were stuck in middle of two floors. theres no air in here. holy, fuck, he’s going to run out of air, he’s going to-suddenly richies face was in front of him, and he felt two cold hands gripping the sides of his face softly, “-at me, eddie.” richies voice sounded far away, but he could clearly see him standing so close. ashpyxiation. he couldn’t hear him because he couldn’t breathe and his nerves were dying from lack of oxygen. it was the only explination. he noticed richie move again, suddenly out of sight, but he felt the warmth of the other boys body behind him, pulling him gently by his shoulders into a sitting posistion; but he couldn’t sit, if he moved and sat down, he was going to die.“you aren’t going to die,” richies voice spoke softly in his ear. eddie hadnt even realized he had said that out loud. “you just need to breathe.” eddie could feel that is back was against richies chest, and when richie reached an arm to lay his palm flat over eddie’s chest, he finally realised how rapidly he was breathing, feeling richies hand movie up and down in rapid succesion with his chest. “and you can do that okay? you can breathe, i’ve got you. can you feel my chest against your back?” eddie could only manage a nod through his suttering gasps. “good, baby, now just feel how it rises up and down, and just match it, okay?” richie took careful breaths, emphasising the movement of breathing in and out, and eddie could feel the rise and fall of richie’s chest againt his back, and he did his best to match it, studdering at first, but slowly evening out as richie continued to talk lowly into his ear. it helped to focus on it. “in and out, just like that, good, you’re okay, its okay.”when eddie felt he finally had control over himself again, his eyes were watery and he felt exhausted. he turned around just enough to see richie’s face.richie, who had removed his hand from eddies chest but still kept his arms wrapped around him, was looking down at him with a expression that was trying hard not to be concerned. he reached one hand up to stroke eddies cheek with his thumb. “are you okay?”“im okay.” eddie responded, almost a whisper. “thanks to you.”richie shook his head, “i didn’t do anything, i just.. reacted.”“exactly. you.. you reacted how i needed you to. i didn’t even… ive never felt anything like that before, i don’t know what happened.”“it was a panic attack, eddie. i- i used to get them sometimes, when my dad.. y'know. that’s- that’s how I knew what to do. i just did what i would’ve needed someone to do to me back then.”eddie couldn’t look away from the other boys eyes. he reached up pulling his glasses off his face and holding them in his hands. richie didn’t protest, but he looked at him questioningly. “im going to kiss you now.” eddie spoke, still looking into his eyes. richies stomach erupted with butterflies. he couldn’t remember a time he didn’t want that. “okay.” he whispered into the quietness of the elevator. “okay.” eddie repeated and moved to close the distance between them. and fuck if it wasn’t worth every moment that they hadn’t been doing this. why had they waited so fucking long. eddie reached his hands up and tangled them in richies hair as richie licked into his mouth. richie tried to muffle a moan as the other boy tugged on his hair. eddie pulled away, only long enough to adjust himself so he was straddling richies legs, sitting in his lap. this time richie couldn’t contain his moan when eddie came back into the kiss, full force with both hands in his hair. just as richie grabbed eddies hips to pull him closer into him, the lights to the elevator brightened back to their full capacity. they pulled apart quickly, and richie groaned and leaned his head back when service works came knocking on the elevator door asking if anyone was in there. because now that he had this, he didn’t think he would ever want to stop.

[pupseok-blog]

nsfw alphabet ; kim taehyung (2/7)

aftercare: aftercare with tae consists of him laying you on his chest while his hands stroke up and down your back. it’s not often that the two of you get kinky enough that you’re in need of pain pills and a bubble bath or anything but it’s essentially skinshipx100. which is a lot bc tae may as well be the king of skinship??? he tends to keep himself inside of you until it gets uncomfy because he likes the closeness. also you feel good around him.

body part: tae’s favorite body part on him is his eyes, for sure. i mean look at them they’re wide and beautiful and he has doe eyes how could you Not. his eyes are sparkling beauties. and he knows. his favorite body part on you are your hands. on a super soft note he loves your hands because they give him comfort. like he squeezes your hands as if to remind himself that you’re actually his. but on a naughty ass note he loves the look of your hands wrapped around his cock for one. and for two, he loves it when you’re so far gone, you’re desperately grasping at him, nails digging into his arms or back.

cum: when you two first began dating and fooling around tae used to be so worried about cumming on you oh my god. BUT FOR GOOD REASON some people don’t want cum on certain places. it makes sense. the first time you gave him a blowjob he came on your face and he was Freaking Out. he thought he’d pissed you off and he was apologizing profusely but you had to tell him that you didn’t mind it. even still, though, he doesn’t like cumming on your face. he prefers your chest or tummy.

dirty secret: tae LOVES phone sex. its his favorite thing to do with you especially considering how busy bts is in general and how you two can’t see each other all that often. he loves sexting, he loves sending (and receiving, ofc) naughty videos and pics. he loves listening to you get off because he thinks your moans are the absolute sexiest thing

experience: i don’t think tae has that much experience at all ,,,,, like IM SORRY but i think his only experience is porn and years of jerking off. to be blunt. but he makes up for inexperience by being a risk taker. he’s super open to trying almost anything.

favorite position: i think tae’s fave position would be you on top. he likes the intimacy of being able to hold and cuddle you in his arms while rolling his hips into you. he has easier access to some intense making out when you’re in his lap and that’s the shit he likes. tae likes making out ok.

goofy: you would think that tae would probably be goofy during sex but he knows when to get serious. most times, during sex between you two, there’s really no time for ‘goofy’. i mean, his hands would be busy, his mouth would be busy. he has too much going on to be cracking jokes necessarily but there will be small giggles.

hair: see this is gonna be common within all of these nsfw alphabets (and the gag is i don’t wanna like not mention it but i also don’t wanna repeat myself???) but like i said, korean people usually don’t give a fuck about pubic hair. so i expect tae to be the same.

intimacy: tae is Very intimate during sex okay. like. very. his hands are all over, his mouth is all over, he’s hugging you to his chest and he’s groaning and chanting over and over that he loves you and that you’re his everything. aka tae is Also a sap.

jack off: you know, tae loves jacking off but see he loves it most when he’s doing it for you over facetime or something. like unless he’s really reeling and he needs release now (look at all that alliteration) most times he’ll save it for you bc like i said he loves phone sex. so he’ll film himself, and send it to you its kind of a kink of his ,,, SPEAKING OF KINKS

kink: i think tae has a bit of an exhibition kind of kink. he likes filming himself, he likes filming you. he likes getting naughty in Slightly public places. like in a hotel room high enough that someone could probably look up and see you two fucking but not well enough to recognize who it is. or underneath a blanket in the car with the rest of the boys after a concert or something.

location: you know what tae’s favorite place to fuck you is on the living room couch tbh. like i said he likes to be in slightly public places and he really enjoys the thrill of someone either walking in on you two or someone hearing you two. besides, it’s like y’all can’t sit and watch a movie without hands lingering.

motivation: what turns tae on is the moment you’re out of the shower walking around the room looking for clothes to put on. when your hair and body is wet with a towel hanging precariously off of you, he cant take his eyes off of you. after shower sex is a common between the two of you which leads to you having to take a second shower which is why the boys never really invite y’all out anywhere because it takes Forever just to get out of the house

no: now i did say tae was a risk taker and he likes to explore and try stuff but he just does not enjoy extreme bdsm. at the most he’d participate in stuff like spanking and maybe arms being tied behind backs or something like that but. nipple clamps, flogging, any of that. tae’s a soft okay he couldn’t bare to see you in any sort of pain EVEN IF you liked it

oral: binnnncnncnchhhh tae loves oral he loves giving oral he has the biggest oral fixation. he just loves having his tongue on you. he loves the power he has over you with just his tongue and lips. he loves that he can have you literally quivering with just the tip of his tongue. he definitely prefers giving.

pace: i think tae’s pace is slow and hard. like his strokes are rough but still slow. like he SLAMS into you and with each thrust its just perfectly aligned and your head is swimming and it just feels great. he likes to go slow because you’re just so warm and he loves it and he wants to savor the feeling.

quickie: tae doesn’t like quickies imo. he prefers to take his time he likes it when he can slowly unravel you if you know what i mean. he isn’t adverse to like bathroom handies or anything like that though. but does that count as a quickie? ???

risk: tae is a huge risk taker tbh. like i said what he lacks in inexperience he makes up for risks. he likes learning so honestly you could come up to him with Almost anything like “tae can we try this?” and he’d be eager to! 

stamina: because his pace is slow to start with he wouldn’t tire out all that fast. i mean i think he prefers to have made you cum at least once before he even penetrates you so at the veeeeery least you’ll have came twice with him. 

toy: tae doesn’t mind if you own toys (they make for rlly nice videos; he knows this) but he lowkey gets jealous of it. like not actual jealous, that would make no sense. but if you tell him you’re about to use a toy and you start to tease him about it he may get a little miffed about it. just a lil bit.

unfair: does tae like to tease? probably . i don’t think he realizes that he’s teasing you though. at least not until you’re screaming at him like ‘taE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST LET ME CUM’ and he’s like ‘oh shit sorry my bad’

volume: tae is such a groaner oh my god ,,, like. imagine the scene. you’re going down on him and he just has his hands knitted in your hair and his eyebrows are furrowed and he lets out this deep, guttural groan and he tilts his head back and it goes STRAIGHT to your crotch bc you’re like fuck. tae has really hot moans and he’s so unashamed about it he’ll be as loud as he likes

wild card: tae is a switch with a massive oral fixation ok. he always has to have his mouth or tongue on you in some way. he loves kissing, he loves giving head, he just loves the feeling of having something in his mouth. also heck you guys hes a switch ok. some days he wants to plow you into the bed and other times he wants to be plowed. he lowkey loves being dominated too. ok this was like 3 headcanons in one ill stop there

x-ray: listen it isn’t always about size it’s about what you can do with it. y’all are gonna think i’m saying tae’s small i swear im not. i think tae’s size is average, but thick.

yearning: tae’s sex drive is kind of…for lack of a better term all over the place. he’s young and hormones are wild and it really doesn’t take much for him to want to pull you into his lap y’know. 

zzz: tae sings you to sleep almost all the time. like after sex cuddles are the two of you wrapped up in each other while tae sings softly in your ear (he sometimes rocks you to sleep when he’s feeling super lovey-dovey). he usually waits for you to fall asleep before he goes but on rare occasions, he knocks out with his face laid in your chest and he just looks adorable

[jinjikook]

My Teddy Bear (M)

word count: 3.3k

genre: smut (this is really dirty and self-indulgent im so sorry) ; domestic AU

pairing: reader/changkyun

summary: you’re best friends & roommates with changkyun; as close as two people could be without being married or related. but one night, you overhear something that changes your relationship with him forever. question is: is it for the better?

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You never really hid anything from your roommate Changkyun. After all, it wasn’t like you had much to hide and he wasn’t judgmental about your less than smart choices you’ve made in the past before or the things you liked in bed. So when sex questions floated around the living room during pizza and movie night, it wasn’t something uncommon; it was just that casual around you two.

“I don’t know, I feel like he wasn’t into it.” You were explaining the details of your latest rendezvous with a guy friend, whom didn’t seem to appreciate you trying out some new things in the bedroom. “Like when I asked him initially,” a small pause as you took a bite of your pizza, “he already seemed like he wasn’t gonna like it. I shouldn’t have gone through with it…” You sighed and bit guiltily into your pizza.

Lately you hadn’t had much luck with guys but you were happy to have such a great friend in Changkyun who you could tell everything to and then proceed to binge watch shows and stuff your face with 0 judgement.

In return, Changkyun loved your company. He never had a female friend who was so open with talking about raunchy things like sex so it was a refreshing change to meet a girl who didn’t cringe away when he mentioned his sex life.

“Fuck him. I mean, not literally because that’d be what he wanted but… you know what I mean.” He turned to face you on the long dark lime sofa you two were lounging on, “You need a man who will treat you right and make you come buckets.”

“Excellent visual Kkungie, I will never be able to bleach that thought from my mind.”

A set of finger guns were shot your way. “Glad to help, as always: I am your Love Guru. That’ll be $100 and a kiss.” He puckered his lips and leaned forward, your only response was to push his face away.

“Not until you get tested, pup. I don’t know what was in that girl’s mouth from the party last Saturday. I’d rather not have to go to the clinic and explain how I got a sexually transmitted disease from kissing my strangely hot yet weird roommate as payment for his shitty love advice.” You reached for your soda and watched as Changkyun’s smile only grew wider.

“So you think I’m hot?”

Your only response was a pillow to the face which led you two to a solid pillow fight for a few minutes until Changkyun spilled his cup of soda and brought the game to a screeching halt. He sighed, exasperated at the mere thought of having to do even such a miniscule chore. Bringing the night to a close, you shut off the TV and threw away the trash from dinner. You told Changkyun that you were headed to bed to which he responded with think about your hot roommate when you’re alone in bed!

Shaking your head, you grinned at just how great it was to be close with Changkyun.

You’d been in bed for about an hour, mindlessly scrolling on your phone when nature suddenly called and you had to go so reluctantly, you peeled yourself from your bedsheets and trudged to the bathroom at what you thought your read as 1:14 AM on the clock.

Wiping the little bit of sleep that tried to hang off your eyelashes, you step into the bathroom and do your business. It was only now that you realized how drowsy being on your phone really made you. Finishing up, you start to walk back to your bedroom when you passed by Changkyun’s door and heard what sounded like a low groan.

You couldn’t stop yourself from being nosy, so you came close to the door and pressed your ear against it as you listened intently for another noise to come through.  This time it was louder, more so of a moan. You could hear Changkyun’s baritone voice rumbling on the other side of the door, no doubt talking out loud. Maybe he was up having phone sex with someone? He’d mentioned how it was something he was fairly good at, from what the ladies told him which you didn’t doubt because his voice was so perfectly low-toned that it was practically made to spew dirty phrases during sex.

A muffled fuck passed through the wooden door, a slight touch clearer than the past few noises you’d heard. It wasn’t until that you brought yourself closer that you realized the door had some give in it; it wasn’t fully shut so as your ear rested on it and you pushing further, the door was slowly opening into his bedroom. You’d noticed a few seconds too late and now it was a slightly ajar, giving you better audio and a now new component of a visual to what you were rudely intruding on.

He had his back against the bed, still fully-clothed much to your surprise. His eyes were closed, shut tightly, so he had no idea that you were peeking in on him. It felt wrong, he trusted you so much and here you were, being nothing more than a creepy voyeur to what he probably thought was some well-earned privacy and intimacy with himself.

Oddly enough, when your selfish eyes still managed to trail down his body, you found that his hand wasn’t down his pants like you expected. In fact, his dick wasn’t even out in the open. Instead, Changkyun was grinding his palm over the rough denim of his jeans, still tightly fastened shut over his lower body. He rolled his hips up along with the pressure of his hand, panting loudly at just how right the friction felt.

Everyone knew Changkyun was a kinky son of a bitch, it was no secret. But it still was unexpected of him to so easily give up the easy pleasure of going straight to business only to stay on second base with himself. You saw the appeal though, it was a serious turn on to see him grinding mercilessly against his hand, his erection certainly being framed in his blue jeans. Changkyun whimpered, feeling frustrated at how his palm just wasn’t doing what he wanted it to.

Usually this kind of treatment got Changkyun off in no time, but recently he had seen something new that made him ache to try it. So much so that it made things like dry humping his hand seem vanilla in comparison and never truly brought him to his release.

You’d seen the video, he shared it via text message one day with the caption “!!!” and it wasn’t the first time he’d sent you strange porn before so you didn’t think much of it.

But then Changkyun growled and opened his eyes so suddenly you grabbed the door knob and tugged the door back to being almost closed, hoping he hadn’t seen you standing there, open-mouthed at his self-love techniques. You could only see through a crack in the door, squinting at his movements in his bedroom. He stood up and removed his jeans, seemingly done with foreplay and probably headed into more serious masturbatory territory. You certainly weren’t expecting to see him reach for the large teddy bear he had in the corner of his room that he used sometimes as a make-shift bean bag chair, throwing it onto his mattress.

The bear was a gift from you, at first a gag gift for Valentine’s since he’d gotten you a candy lingerie set along with strawberry flavored condoms as a joke. You thought since he got you a gift that was so dirty, you’d do the opposite and go sweet. He ended up loving it a lot, giving it a name and everything. He found it cute and you just let him have his happiness with the damn bear. This was certainly not what you’d meant when you told him to have fun with it.

He was still in his maroon t-shirt and plaid boxers, tented from his still ever-present arousal.  You watched wide-eyed as he crawled onto the mattress until he was hovering over the teddy bear, looming right over his face. One breath was all it took before he reached for the head of it and gripped hard, rolling his hips against the fluffy torso of the creamy brown bear.

It was like the video he’d sent you: it was of a boy, you hoped that was of legal age and was simply toying with the twink aspect of the porn community, who had a giant white stuffed bear similar to Changkyun’s own light brown one. He had grinded against it, still clothed in his underwear as he grinded into it until completion. You found it mildly arousing, nothing major. But apparently it sparked something in Changkyun; his already present dry humping kink had only fueled this fantasy more. You wondered if he’d done this often, seemingly so comfortable nestled in the curly tufts of fur on the bear.

He began to whine and whimper, octaves higher than you’d picture Changkyun to sound like. Not that you pictured it often, though sometimes you didn’t really have to since he’s had loud sex in the apartment before. But it was usually low grunts and groans, nothing like this. He sounded so seriously submissive, it had to be criminal.

The video had done minimal damage to you, but this? It destroyed you.

Changkyun furiously humped the bear, hands fisting down lower on its torso as he held it harder against his bulge. His motions got rougher, no doubt trying to chase the high that was slowly creeping up on him the harder he rode against the plush. You could clearly hear his wet pants and breaths, sinfully gorgeous music to your ears.

He suddenly stopped, his head dropping against the bear’s shoulder and you wondered if he’d came already, not realizing it since he hadn’t made any sounds or motions to show he did.

“Fuck, this isn’t working either. God damn, I just want to come. Is that so much to ask?” Changkyun bitterly murmured, no doubt to himself.

Then you remembered one last detail of the video and realized maybe he was trying to re-create that fantasy. Sure, he might’ve done this by himself and seen others do it before, but that video was sent to you not too long ago so that probably meant he’d seen it for the first time at that point too. Meaning whatever was in that video changed the game for him, his fantasy now with a new component that he couldn’t fulfill by himself.

In the video, there was obviously the boy humping the bear; but there was also someone else, telling him what to do. It was a woman’s voice, teasing the boy and asking how good it felt to fuck the stuffed bear. She even prompted him to come, the sound of the order making the boy instantly cream in his briefs against the plushy.

Poor Changkyun, this was probably one of his more closeted kinks. After all, not a lot of girls would find their man fucking a bear better than them attractive. But it turned you on, more than you liked to admit. He was your best friend, for fuck’s sake, he was your closest friend. You felt like it was your civil duty to help him out. At least, that’s what you told yourself to make you feel better about this whole situation and not feel like you’re taking advantage of him because of your own feelings.

As he panted harshly against the bear’s face, you slowly opened the door and hoped you were right about this. Otherwise, you’re sure you were crossing a serious line between the two of you. That wasn’t easy to do with how easy going your relationship was, so it was serious if it ever did happen.

He hadn’t taken note of your presence just yet, giving you a chance to come closer before finally mustering up the courage to speak.

“Is that all you got?”

Your words made Changkyun jump out of his skin, instinctively bringing the bear close to cover his crotch. He looked at you wide-eyed, like a deer in the headlights. It was cute, really. Too cute. In fact, you wanted to ruin that cute little face and it birthed a rush of feelings you didn’t know you had in you.

“W-what?” Changkyun stuttered meekly, clearly out of his element. Your voice was like a splash of cold water to the face, waking him up from his sex-driven stupor. Yet, why was he still so hard and dying to come?

“You heard me. All that was what, a show? And here I thought you could actually come from humping the damn bear. Should’ve known it was too good to be true.” You tried to sound as dominant as possible, spine tingling at the small reactions you saw take place in Changkyun. From his fingers tightening around the head of the plush to the small jerk of his hips against its body. It all made your underwear feel soaked and sticky with your own arousal.

It clicked into place, the role that you had ascertained for yourself in this little game. Changkyun’s lip quirked in a smile, somewhat grateful that’d you so willingly came into play to his strange fantasy. He grabbed the bear and adjusted its position so he could grind up against its fluffy and cushioned leg. Cradled against his crotch, he began to slowly circle his hips in small yet powerful movements. You took the moment to take a seat by him on the bed, hand coming up to brush some of his hair behind his ear and away from his face. It allowed you to see his face better, watching as his expression contorted with pleasure at the added element to the atmosphere. His breaths were coming out hot and labored.

“So pretty, watching you get yourself of like this. You like fucking the teddy? Does it feel good against you?” You asked, watching as the mere sound of your words made Changkyun’s hips stutter. He nodded furiously, lip snug between his teeth as he tried to muffle the needy whines that came from his throat.

“Now now baby boy, I don’t want you keeping those sweet sounds to yourself. C’mon, let me hear you.” At the soft command, Changkyun whimpered and you had to push your thighs together to relieve some of the tension you felt building in-between them. He was clearly putting more power behind his thrusts, his cock clearly rubbing against the surface of the bear. Strangely enough, the sound of his underwear against the bear was so much dirtier than you could have ever imagined, the soft scratching growing more frequent the closer he came to coming. He groaned and dropped his head to the bear, mouthing wetly along the fur around the neck and soaking it with his saliva.

“That’s good baby boy, just let go. Give it good to him, be a good little bitch for him.” You surprised yourself at how well you took control, wondering if this was inside you all this time and all it took was a submissive partner to unlock it. Or maybe it was just seeing the usually suave and confident Changkyun begging against a teddy bear that made it come out of you.

He rocked against the bear, hands scrambling for purchase as he fucked harder. He was close to coming, having been so frustrated probably since he’d seen that video. You can’t imagine having blue balls for so long, days on end with no release in sight. At least, no satisfying one. You were going to make sure he enjoyed this. For his sake you told yourself once more, trying not to focus on his thick thighs as they tensed with every hump into the bear.

He moaned more often as his cock got delicious friction along with the words that came from your mouth, revealing so many more kinks that he had no idea he had.

“That’s right, get yourself there. I bet you’re just about ready to come aren’t you? Go ahead baby boy, come for me. Ruined those cute little boxers of yours for me.” You asked, hoping it’d be the defining moment where he’d teeter into the abyss. It in fact, did push him over the edge, his orgasm hitting him hard as he thrusted harshly a few more good pumps, emptying himself into his underwear. He moaned loudly, high pitched and whiny in what could only be described as literal sex. He panted gruffly, still slowly rocking his hips back and forth before finally letting his body collapse on top of the bear. Its hefty body served a second purpose as it cradled his now limp and exhausted body.

Changkyun was covered in sweat and semen, wanting nothing more than to shower but the feeling in his lower limbs was practically nonexistent. His legs felt like jelly and his body was shaking with aftershocks of such an intense and long-awaited orgasm.

You chuckled, the weight of the situation finally coming down on your shoulders along with a sense of guilt for instigating the whole thing. “Good?” All you got in response was a weak grumble and mumble combo, followed by a weak thumbs up. Changkyun’s face was still buried in the soft chest of the bear, hair covering all visuals of his face. Not that you’d see much anyways, what with his face smushed up on the bear anyways.

After a few beats, you thought you should probably honorably bow out. You didn’t want to overstay your welcome, if you were even welcome in the first place. Standing from your spot on the mattress, you turned away and began to leave the room when you heard a muffled wait that made you stop and turn to face Changkyun.

“Don’t you want me to help you out now?” He asked, eyes coming down to look at your lower half, no doubt implying that he should return the favor. You weren’t sure how you felt about the idea, sure you were turned on but you still felt guilty about using Changkyun like you did. It chalked it up to having to change roles so suddenly, your usually submissive self taking such a dramatic dominant shift.

You chewed on your lip nervously, wondering what you should do and trying to find a way to put Changkyun down nicely if you did decide to reject the offer.

“We don’t have to use the bear if you don’t want. I honestly never thought this would happen in a million years, but I’m really glad it did because god I haven’t come properly in days.” Changkyun laughed dryly at the memories of jerking off or having sex, always leaving him a hollow shell as yet another unsatisfying orgasm would take part of him away. “I guess I’m trying to say thank you? Though I was really hoping I could show you, if you want?” He asked, voice back to its deep rumble that still made your insides as mushy as his high-pitched whines.

“I don’t know Changkyunnie, sure it was really hot to watch but…” He exhaled and stood, taking a moment to regain strength in his limbs and steady himself before coming up to you.

“It’s okay Y/N, you don’t have to say yes. I’ll just take a rain check on it, along with the $100 and kiss from earlier.” He smirked and you punched him on the shoulder, laughing at just how quick Changkyun was able to return to his normal, everyday self.

This is what you loved about him and your friendship with him. Now with the added element of casual sex every now and again, you two were closer than ever. It was a hell of deal for you to get such an amazing friend and even more amazing sex partner.

You just wondered what video he’d send next.

[pixiejaehyun]

My Best Friend

Hello this is my first ever smut I really hope y’all enjoy this. I’m new to this so feedback would be really nice. WARNING: SMUT AHEAD!!!!!!

Today was your big day. You were an official adult.You woke up to the ring of your doorbell.

“The big one eight!” your friend Wendy stated and she leaned in for a hug and welcomed herself in.She held balloons and a small container that held a cupcake inside it.

“Thanks Wendy” you smiled at her pulling away from the hug

“Any plans for a party tonight?” she asked enthusiastically

“You know how much i hate parties Wendy, remember what happened last year?”

She stood there thinking about it for a second.

“Oh yeah” she cringed

On the day of your seventeenth birthday your best friends, Jaehyun and Wendy decided to throw a birthday party for you since your parents were going to be gone for the weekend.The party was a total disaster things got out of hand really quick and the house was a total mess by the time the party was over.Luckily you had Jae and Wendy to help you clean but you had literally spent your entire birthday babysitting a bunch of drunk teenagers which sucked.

“yeah” you sighed “plus im not really a party person you should know that by now”

“I forget how much you hate drinking and loud music” she rolled her eyes “there really isn't anyone like you y/n” she smiled. “anyways just came by to give you your hug and drop of your goodies now i’m off to Doyoung’s house.Sorry I can’t spend your special day with you’’ she sighed 

“It’s okay Wendy, I know you can’t change the time of your flight, but i hope you have fun with Doyoung” you smiled brightly.Wendy was off to Mexico with Doyoung and his parents for a family trip.You felt quite jealous of her since she got to spend an amazing week with her boyfriends family along with her own.

You opened the door to let Wendy out and saw a black SUV pull up.

“here comes Jae”Wendy stated

He parked the car in front of your house and quickly got out.

“Y/N!”he ran toward you practically screaming and ready for a hug. He squeezed you so tight that you swore you were about to die.

“THAT’S ENOUGH JAE YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HER!”Wendy yelled punching his arm.

He quickly let go and smiled brightly.”sorry!” he exclaimed.

“okay bye guys sorry I can’t stay to celebrate with you” Wendy said as she waved goodbye and got into her car to head over to Doyoung’s.

You sighed and waved back.

“bye Wendy have fun with Doyoung,but not too much fun”Jaehyun laughed waving goodbye to Wendy.

 You were sad that Wendy wasn't going to be there to celebrate your birthday like she was every year since you turned four.It had always been Jae,Wendy and you.You were the three best friends,they were all you needed.But ever since high school started you felt like you guys were growing apart.

It all started freshmen year when you developed a crush on the new boy Doyoung. Unfortunately for you Wendy had also set her eyes on him. You never told her about it since she had been the first one to tell you she liked him. You kept your feelings to yourself. When they started dating you drifted apart from Wendy, you weren't as close as you used to be. Jaehyun began to noticed you wanted to spend less time with Wendy and one day he confronted you about it. You spent that night in your room crying in his arms and telling him about your feelings toward Doyoung. Jaehyun became your rock ever since that day, you guys got closer than ever so close that people automatically assumed you two were dating. But that was all ruined by Jaehyun’s fuckboy image. The need for Jaehyun to date a new girl each week made you sick but he was your best friend after all.  The years flew by and you finally graduated from highschool you were sure that your friendship with both Wendy and Jaehyun would end since they were out experiencing love and you weren’t but your friends made sure to come over to your house the entire summer. You were happy they still wanted to be your friends even after highschool.

 “We get to have a movie night and a final quote unquote party before we head off to college” Jaehyun smiled 

“Yeah” you sighed “I just wished Wendy could've stayed”

Jaehyun pulled you into a hug “You should’ve told her about your feeling towards Doyoung freshman year y/n”

You pulled away from him staring at him confused “Jae”

“Yeah” he stood there staring back at you

“You do know that feelings disappeared right about sophomore year right”

“WHAT! NO! Y/N YOU NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT THIS! “He glared at you

“Really?’’ you questioned yourself “wow I was pretty sure I told you about this, anyways let’s get our movie night started dork!” you shifted your feet towards the kitchen to prepare some popcorn while Jaehyun headed towards the living room to prepare for your birthday movie night.

“Y/N what movie do you wanna start with?’’ Jaehyun yelled from the living room

“Which ever one you want Jae’’

“It’s your birthday you should pick”

“It’s my birthday and I said whichever one you want’’

“Okay whatever”

Once the popcorn was done you headed towards the living room to find the lights out with only the light from the tv to guide you to the floor where Jaehyun had already set up a fort with pillows and a bunch of blankets.

“Sweet” you smiled as Jaehyun put the movie in the dvd player.

You laid on the floor popcorn in hand and Jaehyun came to lay next to you.

“What movie did you pick?” you asked turning your head towards his direction.

 “The Spectacular Now” he smiled

 “Cool I’ve never watched this one”

 The movie started and you and Jaehyun laid there cuddling while enjoying the movie. Cuddling wasn’t a big deal with you and Jaehyun since you two had been doing it ever since you had your first sleepover back in fifth grade when you had a nightmare and Jaehyun cuddled with you so you wouldn’t have any more nightmares that night. But the atmosphere soon changed when a sex scene came on. You started shifting in Jaehyun’s arms.

“Y/N, are you okay?” he said pausing the movie

“Yeah” you took a deep sigh

He got up looking at you concerned, you turned your body towards him so you could be face to face with him.

His concerned look soon turn into a smile “Y/N your cheeks are red” he laughed

You hit his chest playfully.

“Stop Jae, you know how uncomfortable sex scenes make me” you bit your lip and lowered your head as the words came out of your mouth.

“Y/N” Jaehyun said lifting your head to face his “Its okay we can watch something else” he smiled

In that moment you didn’t understand what came over you but you leaned in and kissed his lips. As soft as they were and as much as you enjoyed your first kiss you pulled away quickly with your eyes wide in realization of what you had just done.

“Sorry! Jae I don’t know what came over me I-“you were cut off by his lips being placed on top of yours. He slowly started to lean forward so his body could lay on top of yours. You gasped for air as he pulled away.

“Jae’’ you looked up at him with a flustered look

“I’ve always wanted to do that” he smiled placing a hand on your cheek as he leaned in for another kiss.

Jaehyun’s lips melted with your own, you had no idea what you were doing but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. The kiss became more passionate as he managed to slip his tongue inside of your mouth. You smiled and cupped his face as you pulled away from the kiss. You stared at him admiring his beauty for a moment until you came to a conclusion.

“Jae’’ you spoke softly

“Yeah” he whispered back a loving look in his eyes.

You took a deep breath and let the words slip right out of your mouth

“I- I want you to be my first” you said shyly and looked away

He pulled his body back away from yours in shock of the words that had just come out of your mouth.

“Y/N are- are you sure like- Y/N is this really what you want” he asked flustered and concerned

“Yes Jae, I’m positive” your eyes coming back to meet his

His body once again fell on top of your and he reconnected your lips. His hand started moving up the side of your thigh. You closed your eyes and felt butterflies in your stomach starting to form and he started peppering kisses from your lips down to your neck. Your body started to tense up as his hand made his way up towards your skirt. He slip a hand in your soft underwear, you gripped onto his shirt and your eyes quickly grew shut as he slid a finger through your folds. He continued to pepper kisses all over your face. Your breathing got heavier as you felt his finger moving inside of you.

“I have to stretch you out first so it can be more comfortable for you okay babe” he said as he kissed your cheek

Nodding your head was all you managed to do as you felt both pleasure as pain from his finger. You moaned as he inserted a second finger. He slowly stated removing your skirt with his free hand as his fingers continued to pump in and out slowly as his mouth moved to you neck. He sits up and pulls his hand from you. He kisses you as you whimper.

He sits up and hooks his fingers around your panties, pulling them down your legs.

“Take it off” he stated looking at my shirt. You comply and begin to remove the piece of clothing off your body along with your bra. He stands up briefly to remove every article of clothing he has on except his boxers. He hovers over you and brings his lips toward yours.

Your chest is heaving and your breathing is staggered.

“Are you-“He begins.

“Yes Jae, make me yours” you cut him off and looked up at him with a loving look.

He gets up and picks up his jeans from the floor, he pulls out a small packet from his back pocket and makes his way towards me. He stops infront of you and you admire his bare chest. He slowly starts to slide out of his boxers, once they’re fully off he brings the shiny packets to his mouth and tears it open he slides the condom onto his length.

The anticipation of what is coming next fills you up with anxiety, time seems to slow down as he makes his way back towards you. He shifts his body on top of you and uses his knee to part your legs. You feel his fingers rub against you once again.

“You’re wet so this is gonna make it easier and little bit more comfortable for you” he inhales

His lips meet yours once again and he kisses you slowly, his tongue teasing yours. He pulls away and begins to kiss the corners of your mouth, followed by the tip of your nose then back to your lips. You feel the sliky condom brush against you and you shudder.

“It’s gonna hurt, tell me to stop if you’re uncomfortable okay” he says with a gentle voice

“Okay” I gulp

He presses into you and you screw your eyes shut and gasp at the foreign feeling.

“Are you okay” he whispered as he kisses your lips. You nod and he pushes himself further into you wincing at the pain.

 “Fuck” Jaehyun groans, his body still and uncomfortable “Can I move?” his voice raspy

“Yeah” I managed to say as tears form at the corner of my eyes and squeeze Jaehyun’s arms. He places kisses all over from my lips to my neck.

“Fuck” he begins and he starts moving slowly “I love you y/n….I love you so much”

Unable to process his words you stay quiet afraid that if you even open your mouth you’ll start crying.

“Do….do you want me to stop.” He stutters concerned by your silence.

I shake my head as I stare at him admiring his state. His eyes are close shut and his jaw is clenched in concentration .The pain is almost completely gone as he begins to quicken his pace. A knot begins to form in my stomach “Jae” I softly moan

 “I’m almost there baby just a little bit more”

The knot in my stomach soon burst and I come undone. “Fuck” Jaehyun groans as he approaches his climax soon after mine. He slowly pulls out and get up to dispose of the used condom. He makes his way back to you and uses his shirt to clean you up. He pulls one of the blankets that was off to the side to cover both of you up.

“Does it hurt?” he asks as he kisses your forehead

“A little bit” you respond your breathing still unstable

“I’m tired” you tell him. He pulls you closer to him so you’re cuddling again.

“Go to sleep” he tells you

Your eyes slowly start shutting but you’re still awake.

“Jae” you whisper

“Yeah” he speaks softly

“Why did you say you love me?’’

He stay quiet for a moment hesitating on whether he should tell you or not but he decides to tell you.

“Because I do y/n. Ever since the day I met you I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you”

You giggle and his response “Jae you were five when we met”

“Yeah but even when I was five and you were four I still knew I wantd to marry you when I grew up” he chuckled

You opened your eyes and met his gaze. “Why didn’t you ever tell me” you questioned

“Because when I was about to confess to you, you told me about your feelings towards Doyoung” he looked down as the last few words slipped out of his mouth.

You felt bad “sorry” you sighed

“That’s why I went around messing with bunch of girls, I wanted to get rid of my feelings because I felt like you were never going to respond to my feelings’’ his head was still down as he said this

You cupped his face with your hands and kissed his lips softly “I love you Jae”

You pulled you in closer and you fell asleep in his arms. 

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Okay I hope you enjoyed this long ass scenario pls send feedback lol 

sincerley Alex

[ylla]

Friday Night Gurus - Chapter 3

Series: JJBA Ships: josuyasu, koichi/yukako (others will eventually happen too, but im tagging as i go) Tags: au where theyre famous, modern au, pining, recreational drug use (smoking that wacky tabaccy), some angst in this one lads Rating: M (eventually there will be sex, so that rating will keep climbing)

AO3 link

i have never not been ready to be murdered by my own two hands.

“Oh fuck,” Josuke moaned, white knuckling his kitchen counter as he was thrust into over and over again. Rough hands were gripping his hips hard enough to leave bruises, and by God, Josuke hoped they did. He had always been way too loud during anything remotely sexual, and right now was no exception. The right spot was hit, Josuke felt like electricity was passing through his body, “God, right there, I’m close—“

One of the hands on his hip reached up for his hair, pulling up him with a gentle, yet firm grip, causing him to arch his back against the person behind him.

A mouth pressed against his ear, breath hot and voice harsh, “Beg me.”

“Please, please, please let me cum, please—“

Josuke’s earlobe got caught between teeth, while the hand tugging on his hair moved to his dick, roughly jerking him off. He was seeing stars, his voice going up a few octaves as he neared the edge, “Fuckfuckfuckfuck.” Josuke’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, inhaling sharply as he started to orgasm, “Oh fuck, Oku—“

“PEOPLE’S ELBOOOOW.”

Josuke woke up to a sudden, crushing elbow to his gut, shrieking in a totally manly way. It was completely dark in his room, but he could make out the black outline of a hulking man rolling around on his bed, snorting like the piggy bitch he was. “Man, I wish I would have turned on the light so I could have seen your face,” the big asshole wheezed, his laugh almost coming out in a stereotypical French ‘honhonhon’.

“JEAN PIERRE POLNAREFF, I’M GONNA LITERALLY MURDER YOU,” Josuke roared, struggling to sit up to push Polnareff’s muscly ass off of him.

Polnareff cackled like a witch, jumping up before Josuke could start punching him, “Up and at them, Josuke. It’s time for our run. I’ll be waiting downstairs.”

After Polnareff retreated, Josuke flopped back down, heart still racing. Waiting for his heart rate to return to normal, he grabbed his phone to check the time. It was 6 o’clock in the godforsaken morning. He regretted many things. He regretted giving Polnareff a key to his house. He especially regretted the dream he woke up from and the puddle of cum that had pooled in his underwear.

He put his pillow over his face and screamed. What a fuckin’ mess.

Three hours later, at a much more acceptable time to be awake, Josuke found himself sleepily watching Pol sashay around his kitchen while making omelets. Polnareff was a nutritionist, gym owner, fitness model, and Josuke’s personal trainer. He’d met Polnareff when he was introduced to his father’s side of the family so many years ago; he had been Jotaro’s roommate in college, and Holly, Josuke’s sister, basically considered Pol to be a second son (much to Jotaro’s chagrin and Polnareff’s delight). So not only did Polnareff wake him up at an ungodly hour twice a week, he got to nag and annoy Josuke at all other times as well.

“I have to say, I’m surprised that I didn’t see your friend in there with you this morning. You two are together a lot.”

Polnareff was keeping his tone casual, but Josuke knew exactly where this was headed, “Me and Oku don’t hang out all the time—“

“Josuke, this is the first morning in almost three months that I have walked into your room to wake you up and didn’t see him,” Polnareff pointed a spatula at him, “Can’t argue with the facts.”

He couldn’t, and Josuke despised it.

Ever since the first night he came over, Okuyasu had kept his word about making sure Josuke wasn’t lonely. Between Arrowhead slowing down their activities between their last tour and recording their next album, and Josuke taking a yearlong vacation, they both found themselves with a lot of free time. So, Okuyasu was stayed the night at least three or four times a week. They got high, played videogames, watched stupid movies, took late night drives together, ate food that was terrible for them. Slept in the same bed, and basically cuddled every night they watched a movie together. You know, normal friend stuff.

People like Okuyasu were so rare in Josuke’s life. He never put him on a pedestal like Josuke was some untouchable god or free ticket to fame. He was so grateful to have a friend that saw past all of his fame and fortune, and saw him as he was: just Josuke. It was wonderful and so refreshing.

However, there was one caveat.

Josuke had found himself head over heels in love with Okuyasu, and had to physically restrain himself from making any moves onto his friend. The better he got to know him, the worse it became. He had a sharp ache in his chest whenever he thought about his feelings, and his brain shrieked KISS HIM KISS HIM KISS HIM anytime Oku’s face got remotely near his, or whenever Oku would look at him with a shy smile, or even when Okuyasu cried over something like shelter animals or sad movies. It was all so endearing and Josuke couldn’t get enough of him. For all his flirtations, and for all of the content in his songs that implied that Josuke was some kind of suave, smooth talker, he couldn’t bring himself to risk the first real friendship he’d had in years.

“So what? We hang out a lot, it’s not a big deal,” Josuke forced his voice to remain neutral, “Didn’t you use to bitch and moan at me about never hanging out with anyone besides you assholes, Jolyne, and Koichi?”

“Ignoring your hurtful words, yes I did complain,” Polnareff flipped both omelets onto separate plates; he placed on in front of Josuke and then sat across in the table from him, resting his chin on the top of his water bottle, “But that’s not my point.”

“Then what is?” Josuke arched an eyebrow at him, daring Polnareff to say what he was thinking.

Polnareff was quiet for a few moments before answering, “You should tell him that you’re in love with him.”

Of course Polnareff knew how Josuke felt. He had been the one who had barged in on Josuke lovingly pushing stray hairs out of Okuyasu’s face while he slept one morning. Josuke blurted out everything in a panic while they went for their run, begging him to not speak of it to anyone, especially Okuyasu.

“Absolutely not,” Josuke said flatly.

“You are fucking up, my friend, but it’s your decision,” Polnareff sat up straight and pointed at the omelet in front of him, “Eat that before it gets cold.”

The rest of the conversation was Polnareff talking about some kind of nonsense, Josuke was only paying half-attention because he was still really tired, hungry, and slightly irritated at the earlier conversation. Yeah, like it was so easy to tell your best friend that he was hot and you wanted to kiss him all over, and you were in love with him, haha, full homo bro—

Josuke was pulled out his thoughts to the sound of his text notification going off. His heart did some weird somersault when he saw that Okuyasu had texted him (Josuke finally got his number when Oku put it in his phone for him):

Oku: mornin dude :D

Oku: u doin anythin tonight?

Josuke: nah I aint got anything going on, why?

Oku: were playin a secret show at echoes bar tonight. u wanna come?

He wants me to come see him play, Josuke wheezed inwardly. He responded immediately:

Josuke: HELL YES I DO

Oku: :D hell yeah dude

Oku: i think yukako is gonna invite koichi too, so ill let hazamada kno that yall are gonna be there. he’ll have ur backstages passes ready.

Oku: also word to the wise, wear shorts and a tanktop. the bar gets super hot during shows. ull die in anything else

The rest of their texts were directions, Josuke saying he was excited, and an abundance of smiley face emotes from Okuyasu.

“Oi! Josuke! Stop ignoring me!”

“Oh shit, sorry dude,” Josuke had completely forgotten Polnareff was there, “Did you ask me something?”

Polnareff pouted, “You are so rude to me. I was asking you if you wanted to get dinner with me, Noriaki, and Jolyne tonight. Jotaro is still out in the field and Mo is doing some college thing, so it’ll just be the four of us.”

 Josuke couldn’t stop himself from breaking out into a huge grin, “Sorry, I got plans tonight.”

The upside to having a signature look was that if Josuke had his hair down or in a ponytail, no one recognized him. So when he stood in the very back of Echoes with Koichi, trying to not get trampled by the massive crowd, no one bothered him.

Not that they would’ve anyways. What was happening on stage was infinitely more interesting.

The music was so loud, Josuke could feel it vibrate into his chest. His ears were starting to ring a little, but he didn’t care. Oku’s voice was amazing when he recorded in a studio, but listening to him live was almost like an out of body experience. His voice just crashed over him like the tide, and Josuke wanted it to sweep him out to sea.

Oku hadn’t been lying when he said the club got too hot; all four members of Arrowhead were various states of undress. Josuke could only see half of Yuuya, but he looked like he was naked behind his drum kit. Yukako had her hair up in a high ponytail, wearing ass eating shorts and a cutoff tank top. Keicho was shirtless and in shorts, hair down out of his normal…whatever he had going on there. Oku was dressed more or less the same, but the difference was Okuyasu was infinitely more attractive. Josuke could see the band of his boxer briefs peak up over the waist of his shorts, and licked his lips unconsciously.

Okuyasu was sweaty, loose hairs from his ponytail were falling his face, and looked like he was having a blast, giving all he had and then some. Josuke didn’t think it could’ve been possible, but he fell more in love with him as he watched. All he wanted was to find out what skin that stretched over his hip bones tasted like.

“Koichi, I’m gay.” Josuke moaned.

“What did you say? I can’t hear you,” Koichi called back.

“I said I’m gay!”

Koichi just gave him a very confused look, clearly not understanding what he was saying.

“I’M GAY!” Josuke hollered, grabbing Koichi by the shoulders and shaking him for emphasis.

“Agh! I get it, I get it! Stop!!!”

Yukako noticed them first. After they finished a song, and was in the process of swapping guitars out, Yukako grabbed Okuyasu by the bicep and whispered in his ear. He looked over to the corner Josuke and Koichi were in, and his face lit like the sun. He waved excitedly, which Josuke couldn’t help but wave back, matching his enthusiasm and smile. Okuyasu walked over to a short, sallow looking dude and pointed over towards them. A few minutes later, the roadie appeared beside them, “Here’s your passes, follow me.”

The backstage was kind of cramped, filled with at least a dozen good looking women. Josuke tried to stand away from them, half afraid of being recognized and half wanting to avoid hearing about which band members they wanted to fuck.

When the show ended, the groupies rushed at the bandmembers as they filed off stage. Yukako lips curled into a snarl and elbowed her way over to Koichi; when in front of him, the ice melted and she gave him a sweet smile before planting a kiss on his lips. Koichi froze momentarily before returning the smooch. Josuke had asked Koichi a few weeks ago what was up with him and Yukako. All he got in response was a shrug and a “We’re dating??”

Keicho and Yuuya were wrapped up in all the attention from the groupies, who were fawning over all over them (Yuuya wasn’t naked, and Josuke thanked his lucky stars he didn’t have to see Yuuya’s penis). Girls were too busy playing with Keicho’s hair and rubbing on Yuuya to notice that Okuyasu had quietly slipped in behind them. Good, Josuke sighed with relief, He’ll keep it lowkey.

Which he immediately ruined by shouting, “JOSUKE!” and pounding over to him, nearly knocking Josuke off of his feet with a hug, “YOU CAME!”

Okuyasu was too warm and sweaty, and if there was a god, he would prevent Okuyasu from feeling how hard Josuke was getting from feeling his bare chest press against him. Josuke returned the hug with ferocity, “Of course I did, I said I would.” He pulled back to look Okuyasu in the face, and also prevent his errant boner from rubbing up against him. “It were fantastic, I’m so blown away! You’re amazing, Okuyasu.” Josuke beamed at him, and the tears that filled Okuyasu’s eyes made his stomach flutter.

“You mean that?” he croaked.

“Yeah!”

“Pinky promise?”

Josuke hooked his pinky with Okuyasu’s, “Pinky promise.”

Okuyasu gave him a watery smile before hugging him again, “Thanks. That means a lot, coming from you,” Oku whispered against his shoulder.

If there wasn’t a million pairs of eyes on him, Josuke would have said ‘fuck it’ and kissed Okuyasu right then and there, but he was too chicken. “You’re welcome, Oku,” Josuke pulled away again, “Go shower and then we’ll get out of here.”

“Oh shit,” Okuyasu rubbed the back his neck, looking sheepish, “Sorry, I got like super sweaty and gross.”

Josuke gave him a friendly punch in the arm, “S’fine dude, I don’t care. I’m gonna go smoke, so just come outside when you’re done.” Okuyasu made an assenting noise before jogging off to go shower. Pointedly ignoring Yuuya’s waggling eyebrows and some indecipherable look from Keicho, Josuke swiveled on his heels and left.

It was late summer, but the air felt a 1000x times cooler than it did inside. Josuke had been enjoying his few minutes of peace and quiet while he sat the backdoor’s staircase when he heard someone walk out behind him. He almost greeted Okuyasu, but an unfamiliar voice spoke.

“Why are you here?”

That was not Okuyasu.

Josuke turned to find a still shirtless Keicho peering down at him, hair hanging in his face, unlit cigarette in his hand. “Oku invited me,” Josuke replied, not liking the look on Keicho’s face.

“Why?”

What fuckin’ kind of question is that?? “Because we’re friends? And I told him I wanted to see you guys perform sometime?”

Keicho lit his cigarette and took a drag, his eyes never leaving Josuke’s, “Why?”

Josuke was about .3 seconds away from losing his temper, “Why what?? What the fuck are you asking me, dude??”

“Why are you friends with him?”

It was a huge effort to not start shrieking into the night, “Because he’s a cool guy? And funny? And I enjoy his company? What fucking kind of question is that?” Josuke snubbed out his cigarette, drawing himself up to full height, “What exactly are you trying to say here?”

“Okuyasu doesn’t have friends, and I don’t trust you,” Keicho responded coldly, “I wanna know what you’re after.”

“I’m just after his friendship, you clown!” Josuke exclaimed, rapidly losing his patience, “Is that so fuckin’ hard to believe??”

Before Keicho could retort, the door banged open. “Keicho, you got girls here who wanna inflict terrible things upon your penis, you better get in here and give ‘em what they want,” Yuuya grinned, leaning against the door frame. Purple bruises marred his neck and Josuke could hear whining from behind him.

Without another word to Josuke, Keicho dropped his cigarette, ground it out with his heel, and shouldered past Yuuya. The door swung closed, and Josuke exploded, “What the fuck is his deal??”

Yuuya shrugged, “That’s just Keicho.”

Josuke pointed at Yuuya, “No, that’s just being a cock goblin. I’ve never done anything to that guy, why’s he being such a dickhead??”

“I’ve known Keicho and Okuyasu since I was about 12,” Yuuya started, “There’s a lot of reasons why they’re both the way they are. Good or bad, right or wrong.” He kicked an empty cigarette pack off of the stairs, “Keicho’s got this thing about controlling things and people,” Yuuya took a seat on the top step, “Oku being with you all the time prevents Keicho from having his brother under his thumb.”

“With the way Oku talks about him, it sounds like Keicho fuckin’ hates him.”

Yuuya shrugged again, “Keicho makes it a point to be an absolute bastard to Oku most of the time. Though, he did take a knife to the gut when Akira tried to stab Okuyasu, so that’s something.”

Josuke was thoroughly confused, “Why?”

“Obligation to their mom, I imagine. Keicho got really drunk once and told me that before she died, she made him promise that he would always look out for Okuyasu. So he does, in some way or another.” Yuuya sprung up to his feet, “I will say this, Josuke…it’s nice that Okuyasu’s got a friend not linked to his brother in one way or another. Good for him, ya? But,” He stared Josuke down, all friendliness gone, “I’m pretty perceptive on how you feel, so no need to try and deny it to me. It’s obvious to everyone save for Okuyasu himself and probably Keicho. So, this is a warning: Don’t hurt Oku, or I will find you and whoop your ass. We clear?”

I rather die than hurt him. “Crystal.”

Before either of them could say anything else, Okuyasu walked out of the backdoor with a bruised right cheek, bloody knuckles, and a nose dripping red, “Ready to bounce?”

“Dude, super fuck your brother.”

Okuyasu sat in Josuke’s kitchen while Josuke did his best to doctor him up. He waved a hand, “S’fine, we do this sometimes. He gets too mouthy and I gotta stand my ground,” Okuyasu hissed when Josuke sprayed antiseptic on his oozing knuckles.

“You still haven’t told me what he said.”

As he rarely did, Okuyasu evaded the question, “S’not important. What matters is that I shut ‘em up and he won’t be running that big, stupid mouth of his for a while.”

According to Oku, Keicho walked away from that scuffle with a split lip, black eyes, and probably bruises all over his chest. Not that would’ve deterred the groupies from trying to touch his dick anyways, Okuyasu had theorized on the way to Josuke’s house (Josuke had insisted on driving and went extra slow in fear that he would fuck up Oku’s baby), so Keicho couldn’t be too sore at him for long.

Instead of pushing the matter any further, Josuke took to wrapping Oku’s knuckles, “Tell me if I’m not doing this right.”

“Wrap it a little tighter, and you’ll be aces.”

After he finished, Josuke got up and took an ice gel pack out of his fridge. Thank God Polnareff had insisted he buy one a few months ago, “I’ve been in a fair amount of fights, but that’s the first time I’ve ever had to bandage someone else’s hands.”

“Somehow that doesn’t surprise me,” Okuyasu flexed his fingers, pleased with how the bandages felt, “You did good kid, I used to wrap ‘em up like this when I did bare knuckle boxing matches.”

Josuke walked back over to him, cold compress wrapped in a dishtowel, “You used to box?”

Okuyasu winced as Josuke pressed it to his right cheek, “Yeah, I did underground fights for money. Helped rent out the studio when we recorded our first demo.”

“That’s unsurprising,” Josuke sat on the edge of his table so he could hold the pack to Oku’s face without getting too tired, “You still box?”

“Nah, not really. When I hit the gym, I just beat on the punching bag instead. Keicho’s good practice too,” he snorted. Josuke rolled his eyes; Okuyasu yawned and then gave him a lazy smile, “Josuke, why am I so sleepy right now?”

Josuke peered down at him, eyebrows raised, “Oh, I don’t know. Could it have been the fact that you just played a show in a cramped, hot bar, and then got into a fist fight with your older brother?”

“You may be onto something, boss.” Okuyasu exhaled, closing his eyes and pressing his face slightly into the cold pack. After a few minutes of quiet, he spoke softly, “I know I said this earlier, but m’really glad you came tonight…meant a lot to me…I ain’t never had a friend who actually cared enough to come to a show jus’ for me.” Okuyasu raised his bandaged right hand and placed it over the hand that held the compress to his face, rubbing circles into the skin, “Thanks.”

Josuke does the stupidest thing he has ever done in his entire 24 years of living: he leans over and kisses Okuyasu right on the mouth.

It feels like time stopped before Josuke pulls away. Okuyasu’s eyes are wide open, face glowing red like he has a sunburn. He stands up, startled, “I—I gotta go, I-“ he’s tripping over himself, the chair, and hightails it out of the front door.

Josuke’s brain takes a minute to grind back into motion, and he runs after Oku, “Wait! Dude I’m—“

By the time he gets outside, he can make out Oku’s taillights buzzing down the road.

He stands on his front porch for a long time, staring out into the street, hoping, begging to see Oku’s car return. For him to jump out of his car and holler, “IT’S JUST A PRANK, BRO” before bounding up the steps to return Josuke’s kiss with gusto.

Rain starts falling, and Josuke remains rooted the spot. Dimly, he registers that he is now soaked to the bone, and Okuyasu was not coming back. He did it. He ruined his friendship, because he couldn’t fucking help himself. He couldn’t just be satisfied with how things were.

In a numb haze, Josuke walks back inside, closing the door and locking it behind him with a soft click. He turns the shower on the hottest setting he could stand, sits in the floor as hot water pours all over him, and just trembles.

When the water runs cold, he finally steps out. Mechanically, Josuke pulled on some old sweats and his favorite t-shirt. He can’t bear to look at his bed, let alone sleep in it, knowing that it was bound to smell like Okuyasu, and that was something he couldn’t even begin to handle.

The couch it was. Josuke checked his phone, hoping to have missed a call or text from Oku, but nothing greeted him; he turned it off and threw it across the room. Curled up under a blanket, he listened to the rain pelt the windows, and finally allowed himself to cry.

Something was banging against the front door.

Josuke jerked awake, feeling awful. It took a few seconds for his brain to process where he was, and when he remembered, he had to quickly wipe his tears. He had to keep it together.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Josuke mumbled to no one, cocooning himself in his blanket. The banging was incessant; Josuke figured it was a drunk Tamami who had forgotten his key to Josuke’s front door back at his apartment. It was something that occurred more regularly than it should. As he passed the entrance to the kitchen, the oven’s clock blared the time: 3:24 am. He was going to murder whoever it was.

He unlocked the front door and jerked it open, ready to snarl something at whomever made the mistake of waking him up, when he came face to face with Okuyasu.

Oku looked fucking awful. Soaked to the bone with chattering teeth, red-rimmed puffy eyes; it made Josuke die a little on the inside to see him in such a sorry state, “Jesus Christ Oku, how long have you been out here??” Josuke reached to pull him inside, but Okuyasu smacked his hand away. Tears threatened, and anger rose up inside him like bile, “Why did you come back?” he asked, placing his head into his hands so Okuyasu couldn’t see his face. After what feels like an eternity stretches on, Josuke half-contemplates just slamming the door closed, so Okuyasu would be spared the trouble of having to devastate Josuke anymore.

“Kiss me again.”

Slowly, Josuke lowered his hands to look Oku in the face. He could see that Okuyasu was crying, tears running hot down his scared face. “I’m sorry for leavin’, I’m sorry for runnin’. I’m a fuckin’ idiot fool,” the words burst out of Okuyasu like a dam had broken, “You’re the most perfect thing on this stupid planet, I’ve been crazy over you ever since we first met. I didn’t know if you were makin’ fun of me or somethin’ when you kissed me, so I got scared and ran, but I just ended up making you upset, which is—“ His breath started hitching and he was crying even harder, “The last thing— I ever w-wanna do is hurt y-y-you. Y-you m-mean everyth-thing to me.”

Josuke also had tears running down his face; he pulled Oku into a tight hug and ran his fingers through his hair, shushing him softly, “It’s okay, don’t cry.”

“I’m sorry,” he wailed, face buried into Josuke’s neck, “Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“I forgive you, it’s okay. You came back.”

“It’s not okay,” Okuyasu pulled himself away to look Josuke in the eyes, “I hurt you.” Hesitantly, he wiped the tears off of Josuke’s face. Josuke couldn’t stop himself anymore; he pressed his lips against Okuyasu’s. This time, his kiss was returned enthusiastically, and it made Josuke’s very soul sing. Taking great care to not trip over something, Josuke lead Okuyasu into the house without breaking their kiss, closing the door behind him. Josuke couldn’t get enough of how Okuyasu tasted; the kisses were sweet, chaste, and everything Josuke imagined it would be like.

“Do you wanna stay the night?” Josuke murmured against Oku’s lips.

“Yeah, if that’s okay with you.”

Josuke pulled away and kissed the tip of Okuyasu’s nose, took his hand, and led him upstairs.

After Okuyasu’s quick shower, they found themselves tangled up in each other’s limbs, kissing just as slow and gently as before. “Hey Josuke,” Okuyasu’s whispered, voice raspy.

“Yeah?”

“M’really tired and stuff,” Oku stifled a yawn, “so I dunno if we should talk about this now or—“

Josuke brushed a thumb across Oku’s cheek, “I think we should wait until tomorrow morning, after we get some sleep. Okay?” He pressed a kiss onto Okuyasu’s forehead, which turns warm underneath his lips.

“’Kay,” he mumbled, pressing his hot face into Josuke’s neck, “Uhm, I do got one question though, and I don’t wanna wait to ask.”

Josuke pulled back to look him in the face, “Yeah, what’s up?”

Okuyasu was blood red, looking rather meek. “Are we boyfriends now?” he asked softly, as if he scared to hear a rejection.

Butterflies had taken up permanent residence in Josuke’s stomach, and it was taking everything in him to not start wiggling around like an excited puppy, “Do you want us to be boyfriends?”

He got an enthusiastic nod in reply; Oku was too shy to say it out loud, but he did grab one of Josuke’s hands so he could kiss his knuckles.

A grin spread across Josuke’s face, “I guess that makes us boyfriends then.”

The smile that lit up Okuyasu’s face would be one that Josuke wanted tattooed to the inside of his mind, so he could remember it forever.

The slow, lazy kisses they traded relaxed him enough that sleep was moments away. Faintly, before succumbing, Josuke was certain he heard “I love you” whispered into his ear.