#this is honestly one of the hottest things i've ever written

[regulus-blacks-lover]

42 w Regulus

#42: “stay quiet”

Summary/Warnings: Regulus Black x (f) Reader hide in a closet to avoid detention. Includes praise & fingering, also some *very* light choking.

Also @ whoever decided that Regulus's go-to petname was 'dove' you are so smart and I want to kiss you

You'd known Sirius Black had a penchant for pranks, but you never expected his stoic brother to be the same way.

"Regulus!" You hissed. He'd somehow convinced you to be his lookout as he carried out his prank. It wasn't until you arrived that you realized his prank involved casting a charm to make a classroom disappear.

And not just any classroom. Professor McGonagall's classroom.

You could hear someone approaching. Whoever it was walked quickly, their footsteps clicking purposefully against stone. You'd recognise those footsteps anywhere.

"Regulus!" You said, voice slightly more panicked. "It's her! She's coming!"

He whirled around, a triumphant smirk on his face. Behind him, you saw that the door to Professor McGonagall's classroom had disappeared.

You didn't have time to register anything else before Regulus pulled you down the hallway, quickly around a corner, and pushed you into an unassuming broom cupboard, closing the door behind the pair of you.

Your back was pressed into a broom rack. A sliver of light under the door illuminated the closet just enough for you to make out a few shadows. Next to you, Regulus let out a whispery laugh. You couldn't help but grin back at him, though you weren't sure he could see.

"What in the- Ooh I don't have time for this." Came McGonagall's voice.

Suddenly, a pair of cool hands came to rest on your hips. You sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation.

Standing behind you, Regulus whispered, "Shhh, dove. Wouldn't want to get caught, would we?"

You could feel him smirking as he lowered his head and began peppering kisses down your neck. His hands began to wander, one tracing along your collarbone and the other lifting the hem of your skirt.

"Reg-" You began, but paused as he found the buttons of your blouse, deftly unbuttoning it so he'd have better access. His long fingers swept under the top of your bra. Instinctively, you flattened your back against his chest and he bit at your ear.

"Do you like that, little dove?" He asked teasingly.

You could only nod as his fingers twisted around your nipple.

Outside in the hallway, Professor McGonagall's pacing footsteps grew louder and you could hear her muttering to herself as she undoubtedly looked for the culprit.

Regulus pushed your skirt up around your waist and pulled your underwear to the side. "Hmmm. So wet for me already, aren't you my dove?" He hummed in your ear, and you suppressed a moan at his words. "That's right my darling. You'd best stay quiet now. Wouldn't want to get caught now, would we?"

And with that, Regulus slid a finger inside you. You bit your lip to stop yourself from whimpering. His pace was merciless, one finger pumping in and out of your pussy while his thumb circled your clit.

He wrapped a gentle hand around your throat as your legs began to shake uncontrollably, whispering in your ear again, "Shhh."

As if you needed the reminder. Being caught by McGonagall would be one thing, but to be caught by McGonagall like this? You'd never live it down.

Regulus added a second finger to your cunt, and pressed so hard on your clit you swore your vision went white. He removed his hand from your throat, wrapping his arm around your waist instead, holding you up.

"Just like that." He whispered, "Just like that, dove. Come on my fingers like a good girl."

It pushed you over the edge, and he knew it, continuing to pump his fingers in and out as you came down from your high.

"Such a good girl for me," He said again, smoothing your skirt back down over your thighs.

You turned to face him and he pulled you into a deep kiss. You could just barely taste yourself on his tongue.

You pulled away as McGonagall's footsteps finally receded down the hallway. "Next time, Regulus," you said, "you'll be the lookout."

[the-ghost-boo]

The Mall Santa [Gay Smut]

Hi! This is the first piece of smut that I've ever written, so I hope you enjoy it! I would love to get feedback on what you think of it! The story is fully fictional and the first half is mainly just setting the scene so if you want to get straight into the smutty part of it head down to the second "paragraph". Happy reading <3 - The Ghost Boo

“For fucks sake”, I sigh, aware of the fact that in the 2 hours that we'd been at the mall, I've bought only one of the dozen gifts that I had to buy for Christmas.

“Dude, stop stressing”, Jade tells me, giving me an encouraging smile, “everything will be fine”.

Once again, I sigh, leaning my head against the cool glass of the cafe's window. 

“It would be”, I say, “but I don't know what to get”. 

My eyes rake around what little I can see of the mall from outside the cafe's windows. There isn't much to see, just a terribly decorated Christmas tree which looks like the decorations were chucked on by a minimum wage worker who couldn't give less of a shit. The only other thing there is to see is a Mall Santa sitting on his chair giving away presents to everyone and anyone who queues up. 

“It's honestly not that hard”, Nicholas tells me, “and it's your fault you left it till this late”.

He's not wrong there, I haven't even bought a Christmas card for my brother, let alone bought gifts for everyone. Groaning, we all get up, having finished our coffees. 

“Let's get out of here”, I declare. 

“Let’s get some of your gifts bought”, Nicholas grumbles. 

As we exit the coffee shop, we pass the Christmas tree and stop to admire it. 

“What a disgrace”, Nicholas laughs, “and they call themselves the biggest celebrators of Christmas”.

A sharp intake of breath comes from beside me as Jade whispers, “Holy shit, so hot”. 

I glance at her worriedly, “Jade are you blind or something, it looks li-”. Trailing off, my gaze makes itself to where she's looking. The Mall Santa. She's right, he is hot. Locks of soft gold hair frame his angular face and I find myself entranced. 

Until, his piercing blue eyes meet mine. Quickly, I look away feeling embarrassed, but not before I catch a slight movement of his eye. Did he just wink at me?

“Jackson”, Nicholas shouts excitedly, “this is exactly what you need”.

“What?” I ask confusedly, “what are you on about?”

“The Mall Santa”, he says, nearly jumping in delight, “you can ask him what to get for everyone”.

Just as I'm about to tell him what a stupid idea it is, Jade says, ‘“oh my god. He's right, you should go talk to him”. 

Sighing in defeat, we all start ambling towards the lengthy queue. 

“WHAT THE FUCK”, Jade nearly screams. Glaring at her as many people look over to us, she lowers her voice. 

“That's Aiden Ross”.

Nicholas gasps. He knows Aiden Ross. I know Aiden Ross. The hottest guy in school, the type of jock who has all the girls lusting over him and should ignore meaningless nobody's like me. 

“Maybe this isn't such a good idea”, I mumble.

“Nonsense”, Nicholas giggles, “you'll be fine, he won't eat you”. 

As I join the end of the queue, I wave to Jade and Nicholas, “Go do some shopping, you don't have to wait for me, I'll text you when I'm done and we can meet up”. 

Just as it looks like Jade is about to protest, Nicholas pulls her away and I'm left alone in a slowly diminishing line of people. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, I reach the front and Aiden gestures at me to come forward. I awkwardly stand in front of him, not knowing what to do. Laughing, he pats his legs.

“Come on”, he says.

“Are you joking?” I ask, “I'm not going to sit on your lap, I'm not a little kid”. 

“The rules are the same for everyone”, he smirks, “if you want to see Santa you sit on his lap”.

It's not like I don't want to do it. Ever since I was paired with him for chemistry last year, I've been dreaming of sitting on his lap. Of sliding my hand into-

“So Jackson, are you coming or not”, he asks impatiently. 

I'm surprised that he remembers my name and as if reading my thoughts, he says, “I don't forget a pretty face like yours”. 

Impatient grumbles fill my ears as the people behind me tell me to hurry up. I make my way over to him and plonk myself down on his lap. As I'm sitting down, I can't help but notice that the santa trousers are slightly too small for him, so the outline of his rumoured 8-inch cock is slightly visible beneath them. 

“So”, he murmurs into my ear, “what brings you here”. 

“Well, I was just-”. 

I stop abruptly as I feel something poking into my buttocks. 

Glancing into his perfect face, I ask, “Is that?”

He moves his mouth closer to my ear and whispers, “My dick? Yes it is. Is it bothering you?” 

My slightly insane gay brain takes over before my common sense brain can react. 

“Of course not”. 

I adjust myself slightly and the hardness beneath me grows harder. A slight moan escapes him.

“I've been dreaming of this since last year”, Aiden gasps.

Slightly shocked, I reply, “I've dreamed of your cock since I first saw you”. 

With a devilish grin, he takes my hand and says, “Should we bring this elsewhere?”

My nod is all the answer that he needs.

“Sorry”, he yells behind him as he takes my hand and leads me to the staff room, “we're closed!”

Slamming and locking the door behind him, he shoves me into the tattered sofa which lies in the centre of the room. I fall backwards onto it, my erect dick already pressing up against my trousers. Aiden moves rapidly towards me and slams down his lips onto mine. Slipping hungrily downwards, his hand finds its way to the waistband of my jeans and he tugs them down my legs. Beneath my white Calvin Klein boxers, the defined shape of my dick is trying to escape. Still kissing me, his tongue flicking through his teeth and parting mine, his hands start to gently knead my cock from the outside of my boxers. I gently moan under the pressure of his mouth against mine. With a quick flick of his hand, I feel my boxers tear in half and my dick springs free. He grabs it with his hands and slowly pumps it up and down and I can't help but whimper into his mouth. His hand moves expertly across my shaft and a pressure starts to build up. Moans escape from my mouth just as I'm moment away from climaxing.

“I'm not ready for you to cum just yet”, he says, “it's your turn now”.

Abruptly, his lips leave mine and he takes off his shirt. Then, in one fluid motion he pulls his trousers and boxers down, letting his massive erect member slap into his chest. My eyes bulge at the size of it and I feel intimidated by it. 

“Suck it”, he commands.

For a moment I don't move, just staring at the full 8 inches of gloriousness.

“Now!” he roars impatiently.

I quickly move my mouth towards it and slip it into my mouth.

“Oh my god, that's it”, he moans as my mouth moves along it, leaving a glistening trail of my saliva. Without warning, he grabs my head and pushes his dick right into the edge of my throat and I start gagging. Tears start to fill my eyes and just as I'm about to run out of air he lets go of my head and I take in a deep breath. 

“Don't stop”, he whispers. 

He doesn't need to say more. I put my mouth back onto his cock and my tongue starts to swirl around it, licking all over. I flick my tongue under his frenulum and beneath his foreskin, savouring the light saltiness of it. He groans and starts to buckle against me. 

“I'm about to cum”, he whimpers.

He puts his hands on the back of my head again and pushes his cock right down my throat, to the point where my nose grazes his freshly shaved pubes. Frantically, he face-fucks me, slamming his cock in and out of my mouth, so quickly that I can do nothing but sit there, until a massive moan fills the air and his throbbing cock spasms in my mouth. He deposits long ropes of sweet white cum deep into my throat and I let it sit there in ecstasy. Finally, after what seems like hours, he's done ejaculating and lets his glistening, thick member fall from my mouth. Right as he grabs hold of it and slaps it gently across my face, making a soft splatting sound, a voice comes from outside the door.

“Aiden are you in there? There's a long line of people waiting for you”.

“Shit he breathes”, as a few remaining drops of oozing white substance drips from his tip onto the soft carpet below.

[mars101]

Act 5: -> Scene 1: Lee Hyunjae Jaehyun

WRITTEN PART -> (0.8) -> no ss after text

june 10th, 2002.

hey travel diary, it's your favorite girl!! just saw the most hottest boy ever.. ♡♡ ok well i have seen a lot of cute boys while solo traveling but this one is different. this time… we actually talked. he sounds so majestic, a voice so smooth i think im melting as i remember the sound of it

i was feeling brave today and decided to approach him at this cute cafe, i saw him through the front window and i just had to talk to him.

his name is lee jaehyun, but i like to call him hyunjae for fun hehe. we're the same age and he's here for his studies, a semester at the university nearby. said he's deciding to go into business, you know what that means.. rich husband in the future ;)

we're going on a date tomorrow night at this restaurant by his university. the dress code is semi-formal but i'm not sure if i have anything like that in my luggage. he said that it's fine and anything i wear will be beautiful to him..

maybe later that night we'll… dot dot dot :)

July 16th: One day before Yin's Wedding.

The four were now sailing around the island. Juyeon controlling the sails and Younghoon napping on the deck. Leaving Hyunjae and Yin to talk.

“Ah, congratulations on your wedding by the way. I haven't been to one in forever, I'm honestly a little excited”

yin chuckles softly, “im excited too! i haven't been to a wedding since i was a kid”

“It's funny that Y/n now has a grown daughter, I would've loved to have a daughter. I would've spoiled her with anything she wanted.”

“do you have kids?”

“Nope, only a dog, his name's Darong..”

“hmm cute! i've always wanted a pet but i'm always running around doing stuff”

“That's perfect for pets though? Ah wait, how old are you again? I don't think I asked yet.”

“i’m twenty!”

“Oh wow! Twenty, hmm twenty years ago was around the time i met your mother..”

“how did you meet my mom..?”

Hyunjae grins as he thinks about past memories, “It was at a cafe on the mainland, I was there for a semester and honestly I should've stayed for longer if I knew I was going to meet someone like your mother.” Yin smiled softly at the sight of his gleaming eyes while talking about her mom.

“Your mom saw me from outside the window and went inside just to talk to me, the first words she said to me was,” He chuckles while remembering her past words, “hey good-looking, are you single?”

yin's mouth is agape at the idea that her mom was so bold, “no way mom said that” hyunjae smiled while shrugging, “Your mom was very charming when we first met. So charming that I decided to ask her out on a date the next day..”

“you must've really liked her”

“Of course I did. I'm going to be honest. She was the first woman to ever pursue me first. I was always the one chasing after others, which did not work at all, so to have a beautiful woman call me good looking and basically ask me out, I was going to make this a thing."

“and did it become a thing?”

Hyunjae leans back on his hands and looks away from Yin. “Well.. No? We did go on a bunch more dates and were practically stuck together all the time, but sadly, my semester had already ended. I had to go home after meeting the possible love of my life.” Yin frowns at this, “Don't worry, it was years ago, and I'm alright now, came here to possibly become close with your mom again.”

“Oh, not like that Yin, only as friends. I wouldn't want to do that to you when your dad is here. Oh, where is he by the way. I want to see who was the lucky guy to marry Y/n”

“uhm.. i don't know!”

“Oh! Uh.. I'm sorry, what?”

“i don't know who my dad is..”

june 24th, 2002.

no way… he's leaving me :( my hyunjae…

I SHOULDN'T HAVE TAKEN A GAP YEAR, maybe if i went to college right away i could've been in the same uni as him (if i did what jiwoo did and applied to every place we could think of)

i thought traveling was supposed to be fun, not heartbreaking. why does this happen to me :((

first, that beautiful man walked away after making eye contact with me for 10 seconds and now hyunjae..

what's next..? wait, im not going to say anything just in case i jinx myself

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

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[ghostofyaz]

Fanfic Appreciation [Meme?]

"FANFIC APPRECIATION MEME

Post recommendations for your ten favourite fanfics and tag the authors if possible. Tell us what you like about their work.

Tag five people of your choice to do the meme too."

I was tagged by @heroinejinx

Tagging all authors mentioned here and whoever sees this.

I did 15 because no one is the boss of me and I wanted to mention them all.

Lightcannon (Jinx/Lux aka my otp)

100 Beautiful and Ugly Words by elocuentelegance on Ao3 - This one got me addicted to Lightcannon as a ship. No happy ending, no end. But it's still so well written and satisfying to read in a sort of masochistic way.

Friction Coefficient by @blood-lich-crow - College AU, bad girl/good girl enemies to lovers. The descriptions and inner dialogues of the characters as well as their interactions, angst, and chemistry are so good. Plus there's a smutty side fic.

I Am the Thing with the Teeth that Lives in the Walls by @questionablecuttlefish - Gothic Horror with a scary haunted mansion and lesbians? Hell yes.

Love has all the Answers by TieDyeKing on Ao3 - Just a cute Modern AU in which Jinx and Lux are both SO into each other but just so oblivious and it's honestly adorable.

A Piltover Student in Demacia by @natdammit - I never got around to reading the CaitVi-centric part but this was so absolutely perfect. Powder is such a brave and crazy genius like she should've gotten the chance to be and she and Lux are so perfect together there is so much world-building and an amazing plot.

My Obsession, a Yandere's Tale by @cannibalelf - Sort of a Smut Crackfic, it's some of the most fun and hottest things I've ever read. Told from Lux's POV, a totally obsessed horny bastard. They also have soft moments sometimes.

Piltover's Prep Bullying Problem by Tanis_Zed on Ao3 - Another smut crackfic with Lux as a complete sub-masochist and Jinx as a bad bitch with anger management issues who's actually a softie. Good stuff.

A Bad Night by Vixie on Ao3 - Very kinky breathplay but it's honestly kind of sweet.

Lightcannon, but Star Guardians:

Don't Lose My Number by StarCola on Ao3 - A literal SG classic, the attention to detail on the formatting and also the characterization and storytelling through the chatroom medium are stunning.

Crossing Stars by @calchexxis - I think this is a work of art, like all of their works honestly. But I think this one isn't as talked about and it's so amazing... It has action, drama, mystery, feels, angst, it's so good... oh, not to mention four words: 'In every single dream.'

Leaving Safe Places by @ghostcairo173 - Very sweet first part, and then the second one hits you with the angst and scary vibe. They are just so cute together and I adore the way the friends-to-lovers is depicted.

Birds and Boats by @mira-blue - The first SG LC I read. It's very cute and the characters feel so real, love it so much.

Oroborus by @kattypixxhu - This is honestly just such a poetic and emotional smut piece I was obsessed when I read it.

Special CaitVi Mention:

Butterflies don't Belong in Zoos by AmberZ10 on Ao3 - Modern Popstar AU, it kinda inspired my B.I.G. Feelings fic with Jinx's characterization. The way it incorporates songs is brilliant, and the plot is very compelling.

Special CaitJinx Mention:

'A proper drink' by @heroinejinx - It doesn't feel so much like a crackship when I read this, they make so much sense, and they're so cute together. I love the angst and the guilt they both feel and how still that doesn't stop them, it's just perfect. Makes me wanna read more CaitJinx heh.

[redrocketpanda]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "redrocketpanda "?

Hello! Also thank you for the very fun questions, this was great to answer!

I'll do the name first as it's a quicker response. redrocketpanda is a mash up of Red Rocket (as in the red rocket truck stop from Fallout 4) and Red Panda (as in the animal). The story behind those is that I had recently played Fallout 4 (and am a fan of the entire franchise) and have big heart eyes for the Fallout aesthetic, and that although *I* think I would be a lion if I was a non-human animal, some of my close friends + ex partner joke that I'd actually be a red panda (small, tries to be big but isn't scary, red)

I was informed recently (as in last year) that it can also have a different meaning depending on what subcultures you're in but I choose to ignore that bc I didn't know at the time lmao

In terms of the chunkier part of the question - top 10 favourite fics ever - I will admit that I've never read much fic outside of smut for Reasons (as such my list will be quite heavy on smut and kink so heads up for that). I would def like to read more but tend to write more than I read.

Out of the small number that I have read the ones that have always stayed with me/that I love are:

The Shoebox Project - HP The, now very old, Marauders fic that I am still in love with over 10 years after I read it

Summer Rain by Moo - HQ My beloved. DaiSuga fic complete with an incredible character roster, on brand Moo sillyness, and hard hitting real ass shit. Summer Rain is what made me fall in love with several HQ characters, and bestows upon us one of the hottest Tanaka/Ennoshita pairings ever

Rewards Program by surveycorpsjean - HQ Really silly, really hot Bokuto/Kuroo/Akaashi smutty one shot inspired by a walmart game

Kiss Me (Like You Wanna Be Loved) by kazzydolyn - HQ BokuAka roomies with benefits fic with lots of fluff, feelings, smut and some light bdsm. Genuinely a really lovely series

to be first, to be best by kittebasu - HQ INCREDIBLE longgggggg IwaOi one-shot. Super well written, fantastic characterisation, and A+ IwaOi content

Terminal Curiosity by favspacetwink and moonlumie - HQ Really hot, well written SakuAtsu BDSM series where Sakusa (reluctantly) introduces Atsumu to BDSM. A+ Sakusa characterisation

Things Happen (That's All They Ever Do) by myfriendgoo - BNHA 2 part KRBK weight gain series where retired hero Kirishima is reunited with pro hero Bakugou after a 4 year separation

The Big Leagues by chubbinlovin - BNHA Weight gain one shot w/ pro hero KRBK where the boys go a little OTT w/ their bulking regime. Super hot Dom! KR and Sub! BK (sub BK my beloved)

Going Soft by chubbinlovin - BNHA Another weight gain one but this is legit one of my biggest fave fics ever. I normally don't like reader fics but this is SO well executed and also is the best characterisation of Bakugou I've ever encountered. Honestly, top fucking tier material.

The Whole of the Moon by ietjesiobhan - HQ Really tender, beautiful angst of the KuroKen soulmates AU variety. Genuinely think about it quite a lot

[slutforsvt]

strangers in lust pt. 1

this is my first ever imagine i've ever written, hope y'all enjoy. english isn't my first language so i hope there's not too much mistakes!

lee chan imagine / +18, mentions of sex and alcohol / written for AFAB-ppl

you thank the bartender with a smile, and take a sip of your 4th drink. ’’wow, that is… something’’, you think to yourself, as you walk towards the tables. you decided to come alone to have some fun at the club, which is very unusual for you - you never want to do things like this alone. you look around, and see a handsome young man with black hair sitting alone at the corner table. ’’damn… should i… yes. i should’’ - the alcohol starts to speak on your behalf. you take steps towards the beautiful man, and sit next to him. he looks at you and raises his eyebrows. ’’hi. you’re  hot.’’, you blurt out and flash a flirtatious smile. ’’hi… well, you’re drunk’’, he says with a chuckle. you check him out - he dresses nicely. ’’so… what’s your name?’’, you ask him, wanting to get to know him. ’’you don’t need to know that.’’, says the mystery man with a smirk. ’’mysterious. I like it’’, you answer. honestly, you think its kind of weird, but you don’t care - he’s the hottest man you’ve ever laid your eyes on. ’’i bet you do…’’ he says, smirking again. you shift closer to him. ’’wow, he smells so good.’’, you think to yourself, and your thoughts start racing. dirty thoughts, to be exact. you snap out of it, and see him looking at you with a confused face. ’’are you okay?’’, he asks you. ’’yeah, i am more than okay. i want to dance. do you want to dance?’’ you ask him, sounding very… drunk. ’’i mean, sure’’, he accepts your invitation and shrugs his shoulders. 

you take his soft hand, and lead him to the dance floor. someone accidentally pushes you, making you almost fall to the dirty ground, but there is a pair of hands to catch you from behind. ’’woah there’’, he chuckles. you look into his beautiful dark eyes and you feel your heart racing. you collect yourself, and you two start dancing. you see that he’s a natural - you, not so much, but the alcohol does miracles. ’’i need that man, oh god’’, you think to yourself and get closer to him, looking into his eyes. the tension is real, you could almost feel the lust in the room. ’’you know i shouldn’t be here dancing with you like this. i shouldn’t be here at all’’, he says into your ear, and the feel of his breath in your neck makes you shiver. ’’why?’’ you ask. ’’i like dancing with you.’’

he places his hands on your hips. ’’i like dancing with you too,’’ he says into your ear and smirks. it’s almost like he enjoys making you feel so weak in your knees. ’’come’’, he says and leads you out of the club to the warm summer night. ’’actually, i’m not from here so i don’t know the place that well. is there any quiet spots in the city?’’, he turns to look at you. you actually had figured that out from his slight accent. you love his accent though. ’’yeah, there is’’, you say with a smirk. 

you get an uber. ’’so… where are we going?’’, he asks you. ’’you don’t need to know that…’’ you say, making fun of him and his earlier answers. ’’hah, that’s not fair’’, he laughs. you see him staring at you. it makes you feel feral inside - since there’s alcohol in your system, you are feeling confident and place your hand on his thigh. he twitches, and takes a deep breath. the uber driver stops - you have arrived to your destination, which is your apartment. you thank the uber driver, and get out of the vehicle. ’’you wanted something quiet, well, here it is’’, you say to the hottie next to you. ’’nice’’, he says with a smirk - you can tell he is kind of nervous though. 

you two start walking towards the doors, and you can hear his phone buzzing. ’’please don’t tell me that’s your girlfriend texting you’’, you say to him while opening the door. ’’i promise you it’s not.’’, he laughs. ’’wait, so you have a girlfriend? but she’s not the one texting you?’’, you ask him with your eyebrows raised. ’’no! there is no girlfriend. i’m not dating anyone’’, he says with a chuckle. ’’well that’s good to know…’’ you say with a flirtatious smirk. you two are standing at your door. ’’fuck, let me find my keys’’, you say while digging into your purse. you find the keys, and open the wooden door. you go in first, with the handsome mystery man following you. you take off your shoes, and throw your purse to the floor. ’’why can’t you tell me your name? are you some kind of a secret agent or something?’’, you start questioning him, leaning to the wall. ’’yeah, i am’’, he answers with that familiar smirk. you can tell that he is just playing with you. ’’mhm…’’, you answer and raise your eyebrows. 

’’do you have any alcohol here?’’, he asks you as he is eyeing your apartment. ’’you have a nice place though’’, he adds. ’’thanks, and yes i think i do have some’’, you say and go find something to drink from your fridge. you can feel him eyeing you from behind. ’’i have wine and cider’’, you say, turning to him. ’’wine is fancy’’, he says. ’’wine it is then’’, you answer. ’’i don’t have wine glasses though’’, you tell him. ’’you really think that i care about wine glasses?’’, he answers with a smile with his eyebrows raised, as you pour wine to two normal glasses. you take the glasses, and the wine, and go sit on the sofa. he comes to sit next to you. ’’i hate wine’’, you say, as you sip your wine. ’’well that’s interesting. why drink it then?’’ he asks you, amused. ’’honestly, i don’t know’’ you say. he laughs. ’’this girl is something…’’, he thinks to himself. he moves closer to you. ’’fuck, what am i even doing’’. he gazes at your beautiful eyes, and moves your hair from your face with his soft fingers. ’’i like your hair'’, he says. you smile at him. ’’i like your hair’’, you answer to him. he strokes your head gently. you move closer to him, and go sit on his lap. ’’i don’t even know your name. i shouldn’t be near you’’, you say. ’’well, that’s too late now’’, he says, placing his hands on your hips, looking into your eyes. his hands are moving back and forth on your hips and thighs. ’’i want him so bad’’, you think to yourself. you inhale deeply. you place your hands around his neck. ’’well suddenly i feel shy to make the first move… fuck i want him’’, you think to yourself while looking at his handsome face. even his skin is perfect. his jawline is so sharp it could cut someone. you feel the hunger getting bigger, and you press your lips on his. you’ve never felt anything like this before. he is grabbing and stroking your body everywhere, as you have your hands in his hair. you lick his lips, and can hear his breathing getting more desperate. ’’fuck, why are you so hot?’’, he stops to ask you, out of breath. he picks you up, and carries you to your bedroom. he knows where it is, since the apartment is pretty small so it’s not that hard to find. he throws you on the bed and next thing you know is that he is on top of you, kissing your neck. you can feel the waterfall forming between your legs. he starts caressing your breasts, as your hand finds itself on his stone hard crotch. he starts grinding himself on you needily. you roll over to be on top of him, and you two continue grinding each other hungrily. you start kissing his neck, and start taking his white t-shirt off. you start kissing his hot, muscular body. he sighs with pleasure, and looks at you. ’’you’re beautiful’’, he says, out of breath, caressing your hair. you move up to kiss him on his soft lips, as you can feel his crotch pulsating between your legs. ''my name is chan'', he says. surprised, you smile, and kiss him passionately. ''chan, i need you so bad. please'', you say with a whiny tone. ''mhm...'', he smirks, and doesn't think twice - he needs you so bad too.

i'll leave the rest to your imagination ;)

[gimmesumsuga]

Okay so I just stumbled upon your blog this weekend via sweeter than sweet and I'm already on chapter 33 and I just have something I need to tell you.

This characterization of Joon is the HOTTEST thing I have ever read. I honestly don't think I've ever been sexually attracted to a fictional character the way I am with him, like I genuinely want him to ruin me. It really is incredibly distracting, I can hardly focus on the plot or softboy Yoongi, which is really telling in and of itself bc I am a total sucker for soft Yoongi.

That's it, I just thought you should have this piece of information 😊

😂 I appreciate the information very much, anonnie, thank you! Honestly STS Joon is probably one of my most favourite characters I've ever written and I also have a most definite soft-spot for that particular vampire, as damaged as he may be ❤️

[leiawritesstories]

✍🏽🔥🔪🪡

✍🏽 How much do you plan your fics beforehand?

It honestly depends on the fic. For longer ones, I usually plan out the main events or the general idea of where the story should go. For multichapter fics, I actually plan lol. And for short oneshots, I basically never plan hehe

🔥 Hottest fic you ever written?

Quarter After One and Chef Rowan. both are preeeeetty spicy

🔪 The fic/chapter that hurt the most to write?

Frederick is going to answer this one.....

hello dear anon it's frederick mwahaHAHAHA. the most pain i've ever created was FTBF ch. 16 and all of the oneshots where there's death, fighting, or both 😈😈

🪡 The scene you worked the hardest on in any fic?

I've spent a LOT of time on my little Game of Thrones AU, it currently has just three parts but each one took a loooong time to write. I wanted to stay fairly true to the GOT source material but also adapt it for TOG characters, world, etc. and also edit out some of the nastier things in GOT haha. so yeah, there was a lot of work put into that fic.

thanks for the ask 💕

[dooppooo]

mdni - nsfw content, cheating, oral (f receiving), creampie, themes of emotional neglect, relationship issues, alcohol consumption, written at 3am and barely proofread

Happy birthday Jean - you'll always be the hottest male fictional character I know <3

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"I'll be back Monday," Connie informed last minute with his hand on your hip and a lazy kiss on your cheek, "Love you bye."

You wanted to protest as he shut and locked the door behind him, but why waste your energy?

It was like this every week. Connie would get 'emergency calls' from his supervisor asking him to come in because they were short staffed. How many men does it take to pave a road or do some masonry work? Half the time you saw them working, there were more men standing around than actually contributing to the project, Connie confirmed this himself. Sure - his work as a mason brought in a decent living, you were both comfortable, but he'd work twelve hour shifts and then run off on the weekends to 'work more.' The rare occasion you did see him, he was on his phone or talking to you about this new chick who was always eating and had a thick country accent.

At this point being devils advocate was out of the question because what was there left to advocate for? A boyfriend who ignored you and worked extra hours just to avoid you? You deserved more than that. Instinctually, you snatched your phone from the counter and texted Jean.

You: This is like the fifth week in a row he's worked the weekend.

Jean: I'd understand one or two...things aren't looking good. I'm sorry.

You: Don't be sorry, if anything thank you for listening to my constant complaining. I know he's your best friend and you probably don't want to hear about how upset he makes me.

Jean: No problem, I'm glad I could be here. I should thank you for always confirming some of my suspicions toward Mikasa.

You: How've things been with you two anyway? Last time we talked you weren't very happy :/

Jean: Honestly, not good, I feel like I can't have a conversation with her without us fighting about Eren. She's doing that thing again where she storms out and disappears for days.

You: I understand how you feel...hopeless.

Jean: You seem to be the only one who understands.

You: Is she home now?

Jean: No, and I don't think she'll be back anytime soon, last time she left she was gone for almost a week

You: I'll be there in 15

It only seemed right for you and Jean to get together and comfort each other. There had been so many nights of you two texting away your problems and bouncing relationship advice off of each other that it was finally time to spend some time together in person. Besides - who would be there to stop you? Not Mikasa. Not Connie.

You arrived with a pizza and some of Jean's favorite whiskey. Once he spotted you with your hands full, he smiled and you saw tears brim his pretty amber eyes making a few of your heart strings snap. He welcomed you in without a second thought and you both plopped on the couch to binge watch some shows and indulge.

"Thank you." He spoke before taking the first sip of his drink, just finishing his last slice of pizza.

You shook your head, "Don't worry about it, I'm sure you would've done the same for me."

"Yeah but..." he swirled the whiskey in its glass, "I don't know. Just thank you. It's nice to know someone cares."

Your gaze found his profile, lit up by the flashing colors on the TV and a faint light from the moon outside, "Of course I care about you. How could I not? I know you won't like me saying this...but Mikasa is taking advantage of one of the sweetest people I've ever met."

"I guess I could say the same about Connie, bastard." He chortled, his expression growing disappointed before throwing back the rest of his drink.

You leaned against the arm of the sofa and let your legs cross over Jean's lap, one of his hands casually resting on your shin. Maybe it was the whiskey, but something was making your cheeks burn and your stomach flutter with the occasional butterfly. More time was spent watching Jean glow in the moonlight than on the show mumbling on the TV. You weren't staring of course - just a friendly check up every so often, you'd be damned to let him quietly cry to himself while you sat next to him.

Or maybe that was an innocent excuse.

Truthfully, it was hard not to stare at Jean. He was a tall, strong man with a charming smile and hair just waiting to be combed by your fingers. Whether you were looking him straight on or from the side, he always had you doing a double take, just to get a second serving of his handsomeness.

It made you wonder: If Mikasa was taking advantage of his looks and tender personality, then what else was she taking advantage of? Jean didn't talk much about their sex life, much like how you didn't mention yours, but surely it couldn't be much different right? You both already had so much in common in terms of relationship struggles that asking about his sex life wouldn't be a stretch.

"How are things in the bedroom?" You blurted out, cutting through the comfortable silence that had settled between the two of you. Certainly you would've approached it more casually if not for the alcohol, but Jean seemed past the point of formalities.

He took the question fairly well, replying with, "Eh, not good not bad. It's nothing exciting though. All I want to do is satisfy her, but she just wants me to hurry up and finish so she can roll over and go to sleep."

"I can see why it's not exciting." You empathized. He rolled the question back to you, "I'm not having fun either. I want Connie to be more intimate with me and try new things, but convincing him to even get in bed with me takes up so much emotional energy that I don't even want to do it anymore."

Jean's arm was over the back of the couch and he faced you, both of your tired and tipsy eyes meeting, "I wish we had other things in common besides how much our partners treat us like shit."

Once again, you were blurting out your thoughts before considering the weight of them, "Well, we both like the same pizza and whiskey, and some how found scummy lovers, I wouldn't be surprised if we had the same kinks."

Jean laughed and let his head loll back against the sofa before agreeing. Another blanket of silence was tossed over you two and the banter on TV resumed, only for Jean to snatch the blanket away.

"There's only one way to find out."

He smirked and watched you from his peripheral vision. Whether you responded with a sarcastic comment or flung yourself at him, he didn't care, he was just enjoying the genuine company.

"Well...for starters my favorite place to fuck is on the bed."

He had to bite back his devious smile. Once he stood, he scooped you up in his arms bridal style and stumbled back into his bedroom, both of you laughing the whole way there. You both fell onto the sheets in a drunk tangle, stomachs exploding with the thrill.

Jean crawled over you, his thigh slotted between yours with a hand on your hip and the rest of his weight being held up by his forearm beside your ear. Your heart was like a grand orchestra, pounding in your chest and ringing in your ears. Even your hands had a small tremor to the them as you felt your way up Jean's torso.

"Do you think this is right?" You whispered.

Jean considered your question, to which he whispered back, "No, but to me it's justified."

"What's the difference?"

His fingers slipped under your shirt and warmed your hip, "How others view it versus how I do," his touch left a hot path as it slithered toward your chest, "To everyone else, this is the worst thing you can do to someone you love. But there's no love between Mikasa and I, so it only seems fair to make love to you instead."

If not for the alcohol, you were sure Jean wouldn't be so poetic and driven by pure emotion, and you wouldn't be so awestruck by his words; you wouldn't even be in the same bed together. Or would you?

Your lips captured his in a whiskey flavored kiss that set your body aflame. The symphony in your chest played louder and with more passion, fueling the desire to find out exactly what Jean labeled justified.

Was justified the way his tongue slipped past your lips and swirled with yours? Or perhaps justified was the way he littered purple marks down your neck and across your collar bone. Did he wonder what justified was to you?

His knee pressed into your heat and stuck your panties to your slick core forcing a gasp from you. A deep chuckle rumbled against your chest as he continued his journey down your body, reaching his first milestone and taking one of the stiffened peaks into his mouth. The feel of his tongue flicking and swirling around your bud made your core clench and a longing sigh sound from you. Annoyed with one side of your chest being exposed, Jean slipped you from your shirt and bra then continued his work with one hand drunkenly massaging while the other was kissed and licked. Below you shamelessly ground yourself against his muscular thigh in an effort to alleviate the hungry ache Connie had never awakened.

"Jean please," we're the only words able to form and work their way past your lips in your haze. Your fists had his shirt clenched tight, hips rocking and chest pressed into his mouth.

His response was to travel lower, his large, rough palms groping at your mounds while he left more purple on your skin. Frustration and eagerness had you squirming and whining impatiently, twisting your fingers in his soft locks and pushing him further down toward your core. Between your legs he flashed you one of his charming smiles that were now laced with lust and pride. Soon your pants were on the floor along with your panties for him to see and access you fully, leaving nothing between him and you.

Jean groaned at the taste of your slick on his tongue, and you groaned with your head pressed into the pillow at the feel of his muscle against your nub. Surely he'd be sharper with his work if done sober, however, he still had your hips mindlessly bucking and nails digging into his scalp. The thin, dark hair on his chin dripped with the elixir made with your essence and his saliva and seemed to only make him more ravenous. Even after your thighs shook and your walls pulsed around his long digits, he didn't pause his ministrations, in fact he multiplied his speed. How hard could you shake because of his tongue and fingers? How many times could he make you sob his name?

Only two more snaps of your searing coil and you were weakly pushing Jean away, now pleading that he'd give you time to breathe and return to Earth. He didn't wait long however, using his few moments to slather himself in your wetness and offer friction to his length that had been straining in his pants. Seeing his size through your shaky, honey coated vision revived your ache for him and the orchestra began to sound again thumping against your ribs. You wriggled toward him and reached for his cock, earning something between a hiss and a moan from him at your eager touch. His torso hovered above yours again, both arms propping him up as to not collapse his weight onto your smaller frame but close enough to where the sweat making your chests and abdomens shine was colliding. With the help of your palm and his hips, he slipped into with ease, him twitching and you throbbing once the base of his length met your hilt.

Jean was far more noisy than Connie, unapologetically moaning into the crook of your neck while you hummed at the satisfaction of being full. Some seconds were spent to allow you both to adjust and familiarize yourselves with the feel of the other, Jean tracing his tongue along your jaw and gathering your lips in a sloppy kiss during this time. There was a sweetness to his kiss now that diluted the potency of the whiskey which was quickly identified as your doing, and had your tongue tasting within his mouth in search of your nectar.

Those same arms that had carried you to this very bed were once more wrapped around you and situating you so you were sheathed onto his lap and his chest slipped against your belly. Your nipples were cared for by Jean's lips and tongue glossed with a mix of spit, sweat, and your wetness, the stimulation settling deliciously in your groin as you rolled your hips. His broad, sturdy shoulders mimicked a head board in that you used them for stability as you rocked yourself against him, letting the tip kiss the sensitive, spongey flesh within you. Hisses, sighs, and moans were all echoing off the walls or preserved for Jean's ears, and more often than not he'd return them.

Then your thighs grew hot and tired, and Jean could feel your exhausted pattern slow until you were huffing and whining at your muscles poor endurance. To remedy this, the gentleman leaned back on his elbows with you still in his lap and planted his feet onto the mattress to thrust up into you from below. Your grip shifted from his shoulders to his chest, then you grew too weak and worked up from your rapidly approaching orgasm to hold yourself, opting to lazily suck and moan into the crook of Jean's neck with your nails carving into his back.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum-" Jean gritted in your ear barely a second before you were releasing onto him as he painted your core white.

Your pelvis developed a mind of its own as it pathetically humped against his cock, milking what you could of your orgasm and draining every last drop from Jean. The man shuddered below you and swore lowly, throat exposed as the rest of his head dipped between his shoulders and his eyes sleepily closed from the intensity of his bliss. Finding it foolish not to, your lips latched onto his skin and left patches of blue and purple on his neck and nipped at his sharp jaw.

Both spent and messy, you collectively separated and took to the shower, snail like in your approach. Your poor, exhausted thighs barely carried you there and your womanhood was sore and sure to hurt tomorrow, but at the expense of Jean moral justification, you deemed it tolerable. Not much was said as you two shared the water and lazily lathered one another up, counting the number of hickeys the other left and sleepily grinning. You helped Jean toss on a set of clean sheets and he even offered you one of his shirts to sleep in, secretly sniffing the fabric when his back was turned and finding yourself a differently level of intoxicated at the musk he left behind. Back in the bed he tucked a pillow beneath your head and snuggled close to you with his glossy eyes crossing paths with yours.

"Maybe next time we can try something new." He commented, voice raspy.

With what little energy you had left you wondered, "Next time?"

"Yeah," he answered as if it were obvious, "If Connie and Mikasa get to have fun on the weekends then we should too."

You lightly giggled, "I think we had a little bit more than fun."

"Fucking, having fun, it's all the same."

You playfully rolled your eyes and nestled into his chest, letting him engulf you in the sheets and his limbs. The idea of spending your weekends with Jean instead of alone sounded lovely, even if it meant that some day Connie or Mikasa would discover it and have your relationships crumbling.

Maybe that was the whole idea: have the rough dynamic with the one who you were to love loyally and the exhilaration of piecing back together your emotions with someone else as neglected as you. No matter the end result, surely you'd return to Jean.

[lipstickbisous]

nsfw alphabet

PAIRING: chris evans x reader

WARNINGS: well um, smut, breeding kink, piss kink 18+ MINORS DNI

A/N: i had a lot of fun doing this! i always read them so it was interesting to make one...anyway, this isn't written exactly like a fic, and it is a female reader! just my thoughts on chris <3 not my gif!

the following work is my own writing. do not plagairise or copy and paste my works onto another platform. message me about credit.

MASTERLIST

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

We all know that Chris is a very giving type, and he knows that he can really hard for a long time. Don't be surprised if you get a full bath, with scented oils or bath bombs after you've both finished for the night! He'll sit behind you and scrub your entire body, soothing the sore spots that he'd left behind. And afterwards, you'll both return to the bed where he'll pull one of his shirts on your torso and sit you between his legs where you'll fall asleep.

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

His favorite body part of his are his hands. Chris knows that you melt underneath them and he can do absolutely anything with him. He'll use them to try and satisfy himself when you're separated, whether it's months of filming or you've left for a small trip with your friends. He'll use his fingers - all four - and his thumb to please you, reaching so deep inside your cunt he touches the cushioning of your cervix opening. Sometimes he'll wrap his hand around your neck and squeeze so hard your vision goes black and blurry. So yeah...he knows his hands are capable of many things.

His favorite body part on you is - yes, i'm saying it - not your ass. Hi is an ass guy in every way possible, but his favorite part are your legs. Chris loves to have them wrapped around his neck while he's eating you out, on top of his shoulders if he's relentlessly pounding into you, and locked around his waist when he gives you every drop he has. Chris definitely leaves little kisses and marks over your thighs, just so he can look over them later.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

His cum is precious to him and to you. He doesn't let a single drop of it go to waste, not even if it's soaking your back or ass. No, he's releasing deep inside your pussy or your ass (with permission, of course). And do not get me started on the dirty talk with this man when he cums. "Gonna fill up this pussy nice for you, baby", "Gonna keep it inside for me, yeah?" "This cunt was made for my cock and my cum, wasn't it, sweetheart."

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

Well, of course, he's got a daddy kink. What else could you expect? He's got a very dominating personality that you can just sense, and the name "Daddy" will definitely play into that. No, of course, he has his moments where he's feeling not so...dominant, and will occasionally let you take control, but most nights it doesn't last very long. His biggest fantasy is you completely submitting to him, to be his good little girl who lets her daddy fuck her however long and hard he wants.

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

Yes. And it's evident too. No further comment.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

This is honestly the hardest choice i've ever had to make, which is why it's a tie between doggy and missionary. They're both pretty basic but are the hottest positions to Chris. In doggy, he loves seeing you on your hands and knees for him, it's a completely vulnerable position that makes you look desperate, mainly because you are. Chris'll put his hand heavily on the arch of your back and pushes down so your hips lift up at a perfect angle for him to hit your spot. In missionary, he loves watching his length drag out of your hole so slow you grip him. and seeing the twisted expressions on your face - from crying to grinning to furrowed brows and sinful smirks - he wants to see every piece of it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

If he’s had a few beers, he’ll be more humorous. It'll just be a fun time full of muffled laughs and giggles, and occasionally he’ll try to be serious but it only makes the experience funnier. Any other moment though and Chris is pretty serious. His main focus is making you feel good.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I feel like it’d completely match his beard (😭) like same exact color, texture (does that make sense?) He keeps it neat and clean. You like feeling it against your nose when he’s down your throat, but it’s not uncomfortably long and he doesn’t let it grow anywhere except his mound or whatever you call it.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Chris’ intimacy levels can be turned on and off just like that, so I'd say it’s about 50/50 between intimate and rough. Chris is a man who’s focused on how you’re feeling, That's all that matters, so there’s always a romantic aspect to it, even when he’s being rough or degrading.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Alright, the only time Chris masturbates is when you’re away. Otherwise he has you all to himself and he knows it too. He'll use his own spit and pre-cum as lubricant, letting a wad of it fall into his palm before he wraps his fist around himself and twists it up down.

He'll squeeze his hand tighter around the tip and milks it just for a few long seconds before reaching his base again. If he’s feeling a little bit more needy, he’ll use his other hand and roll his balls in his palm. When he cums, it hits just where his chest meets his stomach and it’ll run down his abs back to his hand.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Lord, here we go...the daddy kink is there, of course. Naturally, he is a huge dom. He most definitely has a spit kink, praise kink, breeding kink, size kink (guys can have that, right?), and dare i say...piss kink? I don't know, I can imagine him degrading you with that Boston accent. But he would never tell you about that, that’s a secret fantasy he keeps in his head...

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

In terms of rooms, he has absolutely no filter. Living room, kitchen, bedroom, literally anywhere that it’s comfortably possible. If Chris wants you, he’ll have you. But he loves fucking in front of a mirror, especially if it’s reverse cowgirl or doggy.

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

I'm not sure if you knew this, but the slightest thing gets Chris horny. You walking around with nothing on, you walking around with his clothes on, you walking around with in a towel after a shower. Your wet hair after a shower, your sweaty body after a workout, you simply just walking near his crotch and he’s done for. He becomes desperate too, nudging and rubbing and bugging at you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything with blood. Pet play is a big no even though he loves calling you his little kitten...

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

Giving: Chris practically lives for it. And it’s clear he’s had practice. He'll start with simple, teasing licks on your clit, hands keeping your legs apart on the bed. It's when he flattens his tongue against your folds that you fight his strength and squeeze both sides of his head with your thighs. His face will turn a bright red when he dives his tongue inside and starts licking your walls. Even after you cum and your legs are loose around his neck, he’ll continue his tiny, painfully slow movements.

Receiving: Is there anything else better in the world? In truth, Chris prefers fucking your mouth, but he’ll never complain when you offer yourself to sit on your knees for him. When he does face fuck you, it starts gentle and slow, just him drawing himself in and out of your lips, occasionally hitting the back of your throat. But once you start to suck with just the slightest pressure, he’ll place his hand firmly on the back of your head and he’ll push until you let out a pornographic gag and drool starts to drip down your chin.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Generally, Chris is more fast and rough. He knows that pounding your tiny cunt, which can barely fit him, is an inexplicable feeling that always ends with a mind-blowing orgasm. But he also knows that teasing you with his cock just barely reaching your spot, feeling every groove and niche inside you, is enough to knock you out.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He loves them. Chris is a guy all about adrenaline and the rush, and it’s often that quickies are in public or near a public place, so there’s the risk of getting caught that adds onto it as well.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Hell. Yes. As long as it follows his “no’s”, Chris is absolutely down for anything you suggest. He loves hearing your ideas of new things to try, and again, he loves the risk of being caught in public and by paparazzi.

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

God...Chris can last somewhere between 2-5 rounds and I have nothing else to say on the topic.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

What did you expect? He doesn’t have this huge drawer full of exotic and strange sex toys, but he has a small vibrator that he loves to use on you and sometimes, he’ll even find himself rubbing it over his tip if you’re not there to help him and he needs that extra push. (This will usually result in a huge load landing on his stomach, and it’s enough to put him to sleep)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Chris does love to tease you, but eventually he’ll take pity. He loves hearing you beg, it’s music to his ears, but when your brows furrow, your bottom lip sticks out, and few small tears fall, he doesn’t have any choice but to give in. “Of course, you can cum, pretty girl,” he’ll coo while coaxing your orgasm. Hearing you beg for something that he has complete control of will be the death of him.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's not very loud in terms of moaning, he mainly uses his voice for dirty talk. However, when his orgasm is approaching, you can expect to hear all sorts of grunts and twisted groans. Sometimes, his voice will go raspy and he’ll slightly whine if the feeling begins to build up too much. One more thing: this man can growl.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Creampie. Creampie, creampie, creampie. There's something about feeling him fill you up, feeling his load slosh around inside you and around his cock, watching it drip out around you which seems impossible from how painful tight you are. He'll keep you plugged, whispering how full you’ll be with his baby, swelling and adapting to what he gives you. But when he does pull out, he’s quick to press his mouth against your hole, feeling his own cum as a heavy weight on his tongue. He'll hold it in his mouth until he reaches back to you and he’ll press a firm kiss to your lips, marveling in the way you swallow his load.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Well...we’ve all seen it now. I'm gonna use this as a safe space to talk about it because that thing is HUGE. I mean did you see the tip?? That'd be enough to make me cum, that’s all i need. I'd pay just to see it.

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

If the sex drive were a 1-10, Chris would be a 17.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He's not super fast at falling asleep in general, so definitely not after sex. Mainly, he’ll focus on aftercare and making sure you’re okay before he even concerns himself about sleep. Only when he hears your little breaths and snores can he finally rest and pray he doesn’t wake up hard.

[nsfwflint]

Set Dressing

At long last, this piece has life. My first (and probably only) piece to ever break 10k. While I think this might be the hottest thing I've ever written, I really hope you all feel the same. Enjoy!

“Hold!”

With an exasperated sigh, you carefully hand your camera to your assistant. A cold breeze rolls over the rooftop as you slowly walk towards the uninvited guest. You take care not to startle them too much in order to avoid any accidents. As you cautiously inch towards them, you quietly hold your breath. Suddenly, they turn to you. Their dark eyes peer into your soul before quickly flying off, leaving a single black feather fluttering to the ground. With a deep exhale, you turn back to the jankiest set you’ve ever used for a photoshoot and see one of the models’ heads follow the crow as she watches it fly off.

“Man, I hate crows.” You mutter to yourself as you walk back towards your assistant.

“Don’t crows usually fly in a flock? I don’t like that we only had a single crow, it’s creepy.” Ken shudders.

“It’s a murder of crows. They’re probably too busy fighting with cats at a dumpster somewhere.” You joke.

While your assistant looks at you with a confused stare, you hear a small chuckle nearby. Remembering why you’re up here, you turn to the reason you’re on the rooftop to begin with. Turning to the two models, you give them a friendly smile. The one with lighter brown hair smiles back at you, as the one with long black hair continues to distractedly wander around the rooftop looking at random things.

“Sorry about that girls. Ken’s not really the fun type. Let’s continue shall we.” You say, giving the girls a playful wink as Ken hands you your camera.

“We have names, you know. I’m Seungyeon and this is Bora.” The one with shoulder length hair says.

“I know you have names; I just didn’t know what they were.” You admit.

You turn back to the pair of beautiful women in front of you and resume taking pictures. This is without a doubt the most confusing photoshoot you’ve done in your entire career. With everything being thrown together at the last moment, the entire situation is just a mess. The only thing all companies involved told you was “crop tops on rooftops.” So here you are in the beginning of winter, doing a photoshoot on the top of your building only a few feet away from your rooftop apartment because you couldn’t get any other location in such short notice.

Seungyeon’s dark leather jacket does nothing to cover her lethal curves. Her delicious cleavage peeking through, you desperately wish that you were the black sports bra tightly hugging her chest. Although you’d also settle for the black mesh shorts clinging to her sculpted thighs. With a confident smile, Seungyeon brushes a strand of her shoulder length light brown hair behind her ear.

“All right, that’s good for now Seungyeon. The companies wanted you to be more on the serious side, but don’t worry. That last one was an amazing smile.” You say, making a mental note to take that shot out for yourself later.

As Seungyeon nods and walks away from the small portion you have sectioned off as the set, you think you see a faint blush creep upon her cheeks. Before you can say anything else, Bora steps confidently into the set and blows you away. The intense presence she’s showing now is wildly different than the one she had a few minutes ago wandering around like a toddler. Now she’s standing here with a fatally sexy gaze in a pure white outfit the complete opposite of Seungyeon’s. Almost as if nature is responding to Bora’s whims, a soft wind blows her long black hair as her white blazer billows behind her. A tight white crop top clings to her sizable tits for dear life as it simultaneously reveals her toned stomach. Her white pants hide her legs, but you suspect her thighs are just as delectable as Seungyeon’s.

“Fantastic. All right, now together. That’s it, pose just like that.” You say, motioning for Seungyeon to join Bora on the set.

The two women pose as you shower their bodies in a barrage of camera flashes, you can’t help but admire their incredible bodies. While their outfits accentuate their figures, the color schemes provide a stark contrast, which you suppose is the point of the shoot. As your camera hungrily tries to capture every part of the scene in front of you, you realize the two beauties are similar with how everything about them just screams sexual charisma. The air of confidence they have is so intense, it’s almost suffocating. You can feel the absolute self-assurance they have in their sexuality even through the lens. For a quick second you get distracted and wonder how many men they have wrapped around their fingers. As you begin to lose yourself in taking pictures of the beautiful women, your assistant calls your name and snaps you back to reality.

“What?” You ask crankily.

“I have to leave now. Will you be okay by yourself?”

“Oh, is it that time already?” You ask, looking at your watch. “I guess it is. Yeah, I’ll be fine. Have a good night Ken.”

Ken nods politely before gathering his stuff and leaving. You take a few more pictures before deciding that you have enough for the day. As you plug the camera’s memory card into your nearby laptop, you turn back to the women.

“All right girls. You’re done for now. I’m going to go through the photos if you want to join me, maybe tell me which ones you like and dislike.” You say as you sit down at the nearby table.

“Whose apartment is that anyway?” Bora asks, pointing at the small room nearby.

“Mine.” You reply as you scroll through the hundreds of pictures you’ve taken.

“I see.” Bora mutters thoughtfully.

“So, what do you look for when you look for which ones to send back?” Seungyeon asks, sitting down next to you.

“Well, the first thing I do is go and delete all the ones that are no good. Shots with blinking or other accidents like that. Then I go through whatever correspondence I’ve received from the company telling me what they’re aiming for and compare what I have to what they’re looking for. After that it’s all just personal preference honestly.”

“I see.” Seungyeon nods as she leans closer to you to see the screen better.

As she stares at the screen, Seungyeon puts her arm on your shoulder. You swallow nervously as you try to ignore her breast lightly pressing against your arm. Glancing out of the corner of your eye, you see her gaze focused intently on the countless pictures on the computer screen. Seungyeon turns to you, and after a moment of brief but intense eye contact, blushes and pulls away from you slightly.

“So, this photoshoot was pretty last minute. What is it for anyway, if you don’t mind my asking?” You ask, trying to distract yourself.

“It’s a teaser for our upcoming collaboration.” Bora responds absentmindedly, looking at the nearby birds again.

“Bora! That’s supposed to be a secret!” Seungyeon exclaims.

“Is it? I don’t really think so. He’ll find out sooner or later anyway. Besides, it’s not like you’re going to leak the news or anything, right oppa?” Bora says as she sits next to you, leaning forward and exposing her heavenly cleavage.

“It’s not my news to tell, so I definitely don’t plan on it. Besides, part of being a photographer in this industry is keeping secrets like this.” You answer quickly.

Feeling your face grow hot as you’re surrounded by the two beauties, you nervously glance around and suddenly realize that it’s only the three of you on the rooftop.

“Where did all your staff go? You had managers and stylists here a little bit ago.” You ask anxiously.

“Yeah. We don’t have anything else scheduled though and they were going to give us free time anyway, we just convinced them to leave early.” Seungyeon says as she takes over scrolling through the pictures.

“Ah I see.”

“Bora, I’m looking at these and they’re really good, but I think maybe we can get some better ones if we do some changes, don’t you think?” Seungyeon turns to Bora with a twinkle in her eye.

“I totally agree. We should make those changes and have our new friend take some more.” Bora nods.

“Yeah I can do that.”

You stand up and start readying your camera as the girls return towards the set.

“Are you guys going to call your stylists back or wha- “

The question comes to a screeching halt as your voice dies in your throat when you turn to see the two gorgeous women have stripped down completely. A gentle breeze caresses every delicate curve of their bodies. It must have been a cold breeze, because both sets of nipples are now puffy and erect. Blood rushes throughout your body as you stare at every part on display. Two giant racks of delectable breasts that you want to dive into, four pillowy thighs that you could die between, two beautiful pussies you’d penetrate in a heartbeat and two perfectly toned stomachs to bridge them all together. You feel your penis rapidly stiffen in your pants as your eyes wander up and down their magnificent bodies.

“I uh,” you clear your throat nervously, trying to focus your mind enough to form a coherent sentence. “I don’t think this is a good idea. We could all get into a lot of trouble for this.”

“I think it’s fine. Don’t you Seungyeon?” Bora asks with a mischievous smile.

“Absolutely. I mean it’d be crazy to say no, right? How often would a highly skilled and talented professional photographer be able to take pictures of two gorgeous women in the nude?” Seungyeon agrees playfully.

You’re sure that they could get any photographer to take photos like that of them any day of the week. You know that they’re just buttering you up to do their bidding. The problem is that it is working. Because as manipulative as it is, Seungyeon is right. While they might be able to get it done any time they want, when would be the next time that you’d be able to take pictures like that? Gulping nervously, you bring your camera up to your face and start frantically snapping pictures. You don’t know when they’ll tell you to stop so you want to capture as many as you can.

“Good boy. Now what do you say we give him the photoshoot of a lifetime?” Bora asks Seungyeon.

“I’d say that we wouldn’t be very good models if we didn’t.” Seungyeon nods thoughtfully.

The two women start posing, eagerly showing off their spectacular bodies for you. Even if you didn’t have the camera to immortalize this moment, there’s no way you’ll ever forget this. With every click of the camera, you engrain the image of every one of their immaculate curves into your brain forever. You couldn’t be more thankful as the rosy sunset begins to fall upon you, further accenting the already beautiful view. A series of never-ending flashes illuminate their perfect figures, the camera almost as hungry for their bodies as you are. Your cock is so erect that it’s starting to hurt with how hard it’s pressing against your jeans.

What starts as generic poses quickly turns even more erotic as Bora pulls Seungyeon’s body against hers. As both of their sizable chests press against each other, you desperately wish you could dive in and taste every inch of their delicious breasts. You lick your lips as you watch Bora’s hand travel down Seungyeon’s flawless skin and start squeezing her perfect ass. Your cock throbs in your pants as you capture a picture of the most intense eye contact you’ve ever seen. The eye contact between Bora and Seungyeon is so fiery and lustful that you wonder if you’d survive being on the receiving end of it. After several seconds, Bora finally breaks eye contact and turns to you.

“Make sure to capture every second.” She says with a teasing smile.

Before you can reply that you already are, Bora turns back and aggressively sticks her tongue into Seungyeon’s mouth. Soft whimpers escape from Seungyeon as Bora swirls her tongue around her mouth. Bora’s fingers slowly creep off of Seungyeon’s ass to in between Seungyeon’s thighs. Seungyeon’s moans gradually get louder as Bora starts stroking her pussy. Watching their tongues entwine and rub against each other, you desperately want to join in. As you continue taking in the scene unfolding in front of you, you can no longer stop yourself. While you somehow manage to continue taking pictures with one hand, the other slips down your waist band. Watching the two gorgeous women engage in their passionate kiss, you slowly start stroking your cock in your pants. Finally, Bora breaks away from the kiss with another moan from Seungyeon.

“It’s starting to get a little cold. Maybe we should move to a more suitable indoor location. Good thing there’s an apartment nearby, right?” Bora teases.

With no other words needing to be spoken, you quickly run over to your apartment and unlock the door. No sooner is the door open than the girls sprint inside. For a brief second, the inner professional in you wants to break down the rest of your equipment and set it up inside. Thankfully you quickly realize how much time and mood that would kill and you follow them inside. Barely inside the small space you call your living room, Bora and Seungyeon have immediately resumed their lustful kiss. Seungyeon’s hands squeeze Bora’s ass as Bora vigorously gropes Seungyeon’s tits. You quickly return to the situation you were just in, taking pictures with one hand and stroking your cock inside your pants with the other.

One of Bora’s hands slowly slides down and begins stroking Seungyeon’s pussy again. Despite already being extremely lustful, somehow their kiss gets even more intense. Their tongues swirling around each other rapidly, they slowly sink to their knees. Seungyeon yelps as Bora sticks two fingers inside her cunt. Bora slowly pulls her fingers out until just her fingertips are inside Seungyeon before pushing them back in. Between their entwining tongues and her moans, drool starts to fall from the corner of Seungyeon’s mouth.

Bora gradually speeds up her fingers as Seungyeon’s hands leave Bora’s ass and move to her arms. Seungyeon grips Bora’s shoulders roughly as fluids from her pussy drip onto Bora’s fingers. The faster Bora thrusts her fingers into Seungyeon, the more her palm loudly slaps against Seungyeon’s pussy. Seungyeon’s loud moans fill the room and you begin to wonder how soundproof your apartment is. You suddenly realize how hard you’re stroking your cock to this titillating scene and make a conscious effort to slow down.

Finally, Bora breaks the kiss one last time as she withdraws her fingers from Seungyeon’s pussy. Seeing Seungyeon’s current state arouses you in a way you’ve never felt before. It’s abundantly clear that Bora has hit all the right spots and flipped some sort of switch in Seungyeon. Her sexual confidence fading away, Seungyeon pants heavily as she tries to catch her breath. As you stare at the moaning mess that she’s become, your dick throbs violently in your hand. Bora looks over to you and gives you a mischievous smile.

“Oh my. Look at how hard he’s gotten, Seungyeon. It must be really difficult for him to focus on our pictures like that. We should help him with that.” She teases.

At the apparent thought of being able to control you, Seungyeon’s confidence returns as she and Bora slowly crawl towards you. As the two naked women make their way over to you, your dick twitches in your pants. You take your hand out of your pants just before they arrive. As soon as they reach you, Seungyeon’s confidence has fully returned and she aggressively tears your pants down. Your erect dick springs out and they both have a brief moment of astonishment before looking up at you and smiling.

“I didn’t realize you were this hard.” Seungyeon says as she stares at your shaft.

“I knew he was packing from seeing his pants during the photoshoot earlier, but I didn’t know it was this impressive either.” Bora nods.

They each bite their lips seductively as they look up into your eyes. Your dick twitches from the sexual charisma dripping off of their bodies. With a smile they both turn their attention to your throbbing erection.

Every time you think these girls have shown you heaven, they up the ante. The sight of the two beautiful women kneeling before you drives you crazy and your cock twitches in anticipation. They gently blow onto your dick and revel in your expressions. Their breathing lightly tickles your shaft as they take their time to tease you. You must have finally made a face they like because they both start licking the sides of your cock. Realizing the chance in front of you, you position the camera overhead and click the button; the bright flash illuminating the two women licking your shaft. As they pepper your dick with kisses, you place the camera down on a nearby table and let yourself get lost in the pleasure.

You let out a soft groan as Seungyeon and Bora’s tongues travel along your throbbing cock. Their soft tongues glide up and down your shaft, gripping it tightly. A trail of warm spit trails behind their tongues as Seungyeon’s head moves towards your tip and Bora’s moves toward your balls. Bora is the first to arrive as she plants soft kisses at the base of your dick before moving to your sack. You barely have time to register the sensation of her tongue rubbing against your balls before Seungyeon takes your tip into her mouth. Her soft tongue wraps around your tip, the moist cavern of her mouth constricting as she sucks on your cock. The immense pleasure catches you off guard and you stagger backwards slightly, catching your balance on the nearby table; almost knocking your camera off of it. Displeased by the difference in reactions, you can feel Bora’s lips frown against your dick as she slowly kisses and licks her way back up to your shaft.

“Oh fuck.” You grunt as you tighten your grip on the table.

As Seungyeon continues to messily slurp on your tip, Bora slides her tongue up and down the underside of your shaft. Clearly not wanting to wait for her turn, Bora lightly pushes Seungyeon aside and your tip leaves Seungyeon’s mouth with an audible pop. Bora instantly seizes the opportunity she made for herself, practically inhaling you as she takes your dick into her mouth. Seungyeon frowns, but you’re barely able to see it before Bora starts sucking so hard that your vision blurs. Her head rapidly bobs up and down, the moist walls of her mouth constricting and pressuring your dick. You can feel Bora’s warm drool drowning your dick in pleasure as Bora continues to aggressively suck and slurp on your cock.

“Holy shit Bora.” You moan as you stagger again.

“That’s not fair! I wasn’t finished with him!” Seungyeon whines as she pulls Bora off of your cock.

“Well, you were hogging the good stuff.” Bora retorts.

You’re surprised at their grade school argument when you realize what you might miss out on if they keep arguing.

“Listen, we’re all here now to have a good time. If we want this to work, we all need to work together.” You say, desperately trying to keep them from arguing.

“He’s absolutely right Seungyeon. We need to work together.” Bora nods before winking at Seungyeon.

“Exactly, let’s show him just how well we can do that.” Seungyeon smiles.

With a smug confidence, they both raise themselves slightly before they sandwich their tits around your cock. You’ve never gotten a titfuck before, but you’ve heard it is the softest thing ever. As you find yourself buried between mountains of pillowy flesh, you have to say you agree. Bora and Seungyeon smirk as you feel the warmth of their heavenly breasts slowly enveloping your shaft. The tip of your dick barely peeking out of their wondrous valleys, they slowly start rubbing their tits up and down your shaft.

You feel their stiff nipples rub against your shaft every few strokes or so as they continue squishing their breasts against your dick. The soft sensation of their silky skin pressing against your shaft slowly starts pushing you to your limits. Just when you think it couldn’t possibly feel any better, Bora gives you a seductive smile before slowly spitting onto your cock. A long strand of spit glistens as it descends onto your tip. Your tip twitches at the sight of Bora’s spit pooling into their combined cleavage. One thing that is quickly becoming apparent is that Bora is a master of the art of the tease. Everything she does is deliberate and measured, from her sultry gazes to the slow speed of her tits stroking against your penis.

Seungyeon on the other hand, doesn’t seem to care about teasing you at all. While she goes along with Bora’s slower strokes, you can tell that Seungyeon doesn’t like it. Giving you the same intense gaze as Bora, you can see in Seungyeon’s eyes that she just wants to get you off as fast as possible. Which makes you conflicted; as much as you don’t want to be teased, you still want this to last as long as possible. However, you quickly find yourself freed from idle thought as Seungyeon takes her turn to spit on your dick. Their perfect breasts find themselves slipping and stroking your cock faster than before now that it’s covered with spit.

“Fuck baby, that feels so good.” You moan under your breath.

“I know.” Bora and Seungyeon reply simultaneously before frowning at each other.

“Clearly he meant me, with how slow you’re trying to make us go.” Seungyeon says.

“I can guarantee that I’m making him feel better than you are.” Bora sneers.

“Who were you calling baby?” They ask at the same time, turning to look at you.

The only thing you manage to reply with is a blank stare. Because you honestly don’t know. While you’re afraid that it might ruin everything, your silence thankfully has the opposite effect. You can see the competitive fire in their eyes intensify and their titfuck increases to breakneck speeds. Their sizable breasts now slick from their spit, their slippery strokes quickly push you to your limit. As they squeeze their tits closer together, you lose yourself in the pleasure of their soft skin. While they’re clearly competing for some form of your affection, the only thing you’re able to think of is the heavenly ecstasy as your tip peeks through the valley of their giant breasts.

Just when you think you couldn’t possibly feel any better, the girls prove you wrong once again. As if planned, both of them lean down and start licking the tip of your dick. Their warm tongues dance around your cock, swirling and stroking around your tip. It doesn’t take long before their tongues start rubbing against each other as well as your dick. Their breasts continue to squeeze against your shaft, rapidly stroking it up and down. The spit from their mouths pours over your tip as they massage it with their tongues.

"Fuck. Fuck, just like that. You both feel so good."

As you watch their efforts to please you intensify, you wonder if your moans even register in their ears. Their pillow breasts continue to rapidly push up and down your shaft, aided by the saliva dripping into their cleavage. The warmth of their soft tongues drives you further to the edge as they dance and swirl around the tip of your dick. Bora and Seungyeon begin taking turns between sucking your cock and spitting on it. The tender flesh of their mouths drives you to an ecstasy you didn't know existed. If this is how good their breasts feel, how amazing will actual sex with them be? The thought is quickly interrupted as Seungyeon gives your dick an audible slurp before releasing your tip from her mouth with a loud pop. Their soft tits continue to aggressively push against your cock. Just when you wonder how much longer you’ll be able to endure their heavenly tits, you feel a familiar tightness in your balls as your tip begins to swell.

“I’m going to- “

Thick streams of cum erupt out of your tip before you can even finish your sentence. The orgasmic bliss is so overwhelmingly intense, your eyes close involuntarily. When you finally open your eyes again, the sight of Bora and Seungyeon is burned into your brain. As the tip of your cock peeks out of their combined cleavage, your seed is plastered onto their faces as well as the top of their heavenly tits. The intense eye contact of the girls is replaced by looks of surprise as they’re shocked by the amount of cum you unloaded onto their bodies.

“Everybody needs to clean up.” Seungyeon muses, staring at your sticky semen caking their bodies.

“One second.” You mutter before turning to the nearby table.

Your heart skips a nervous beat when you notice your camera is now halfway off the opposite edge of the table. All of your staggering and pulling on the table to keep your balance through the immense pleasure must have made your camera shake all the way across the table. Quickly getting your bearings so you don’t kill too much time, you reach over and manage to grab your camera without moving your legs. Aiming downwards, a bright light flashes quickly and the scene of two women sandwiching your dick between your tits and covered in your cum is forever immortalized. You turn and place the camera back down as you pant heavily in an attempt to recover quickly. After kindly giving you the time to take the picture, Seungyeon leans in and licks the cum off of Bora’s tits, slowly making her way up Bora’s neck. Right as Seungyeon licks the last bit off of Bora’s cheek, Bora takes her turn lapping your semen off of Seungyeon’s body.

“That’s no fair, that’s mine.” Seungyeon frowns.

“Is that so? You can have it then.”

With your cum still pooled on her tongue, Bora leans in and sticks her tongue into Seungyeon’s mouth again. As their tongues rub and circle against each other, you can see faint traces of your cum pouring from Bora’s mouth into Seungyeon’s and back. While you were worried about not being able to continue after cumming, their lustful cum swapping kiss has eased all your concerns. You’ve never wanted anything more than to fill their bodies to the absolute brink with your cum. Bora pulls away from the kiss and smirks as your cock throbs violently in their collective cleavage.

“Look at how hard he is again already. I know how much you want to fuck him, so I’ll let you have him first.” Bora chuckles.

“W-what? I don’t know what you mean.” Seungyeon stutters slightly.

“It’s written all over your face. It’s much better to just be honest.” Bora says as she slips two of her fingers back inside Seungyeon’s pussy.

Bora’s fingering is more intense than the last time, her palm loudly slapping against Seungyeon’s silky flesh. Seungyeon slinks backwards, her arms holding her up as Bora continues to thrust her fingers in and out of Seungyeon’s cunt. You slowly stroke your cock and watch as glistening juices splash out of Seungyeon’s pussy. After a few moments of nonstop intense fingering, Bora finally slides her fingers out of Seungyeon.

"Show him your ass." Bora commands.

Seungyeon immediately drops on all fours, her voluptuous ass presented to you in glorious fashion. It seems like she's compliant with every order that would bring her the sexual satisfaction she's craving right now. She turns around and stares into your eyes, silently begging you to fuck the shit out of her. Bora gives both of you another satisfied smirk as she sees the lustful eye contact between you and Seungyeon.

“See? He wants you too. Just tell him what you want, Seungyeon.” Bora teases, her voice dripping with sultry provocation.

“Please, fuck me with your hard cock. I need you to fuck me and fill me with your cum.” Seungyeon begs needily.

As you stare into her eyes, you can tell it isn’t just generic dirty talk and placating. You can see the hunger in her gaze, her body trembling as it craves your cock. Sweet juices visibly drip down her thighs as she desperately pleads for you to fuck her. Her eyes cloud with a lust so powerful you can feel it in the air. Everything about the situation told you what she was saying was true. Seungyeon didn’t just want your cock inside her, she needed it. Which is perfect, because you need to be inside her just as bad. Kneeling behind her entrance, you slowly rub your tip up and down against her wet pussy. Your tip becomes drenched with her fluids as she lets out a series of whimpering moans.

“Please stop teasing me. I need you inside me so bad. Just fuck me until I pass out.” Seungyeon pleads.

While you want to tease her all night, the fact remains that you’re craving her body as much as she’s craving yours. You slowly slide your tip inside her cunt, the intense pressure from her walls almost forces you to almost cum right away. The two of you share a pleasured exhale as you stop inserting your dick to allow both of your time to adjust. Staring into the wanton lust in her eyes, you forget the world around you. While this definitely isn’t going to be gentle love making, you still want time to get used to each other. After all, it doesn’t do anyone any good if you both cum too fast.

“That’s a good girl. See how much better it is when you’re honest?” Bora says with a mischievous smile.

Reality comes crashing back to you as Bora pushes you forward, your dick suddenly plunging into the deepest parts of Seungyeon’s pussy. Seungyeon takes you all the way to the hilt, your tip slamming against the entrance to her womb as her plump ass ripples against you. Her velvety walls devour your cock with an intense heat and it takes every fiber of your body not to cum immediately. Seungyeon lets out a deafening moan that shows she’s just as caught off guard by the sudden pleasure as you are.

“What the fuck Bora?” Seungyeon snaps as she tries to catch her breath.

“You guys need to speed it up a little. We only have tonight and I want to make sure I get my turn.” Bora replies matter-of-factly.

Before Seungyeon can protest anymore, the intoxicating heat of her cunt squeezing your dick flips a switch inside you. Initially willing to start slow in order to savor the experience, you quickly find yourself growing obsessed wtih the velvety flesh constricting your cock. Seungyeon’s eyes widen as your hips start thrusting as if they have a mind of their own. Small moans start making their way out of her mouth as you lose yourself in her body with every thrust. Your frantic slams into her cunt grow increasingly more aggressive. The tip of your dick rams into the deepest part of her velvety pussy.

“Oh fuck. That’s it, just like that. Keep fucking me just like that.” Seungyeon moans, her lustful screams filling your small apartment.

You’re thankful that she likes the way you’re fucking her, because you no longer have any control over your body. Her silky walls tighten around your cock, tightly gripping you as you pierce into the depths of her heavenly flesh. You find yourself consumed by lust, an overwhelming hunger on your skin that tells you that you need to be inside of her. The sight of her voluptuous ass cheeks heaving and rippling with every thrust only intensifies that urge even more. Seungyeon’s lustful moans pierce your ears as her ass crashes against your waist.

Seungyeon’s face quickly contorts from ecstasy, overcome by the pleasure you’re both drowning in. Her whiny moans flow endlessly, her mouth open so long she starts to drool. Losing yourselves into your mutual lust, Seungyeon starts throwing her hips back, timing her own thrusts to match your own. The sight of her ass cheeks jiggling wildly triggers something inside of you. You raise your hand and deliver a hard slap to her ass, her cheek rippling against your palm.

"Oh FUCK yes. Slap me harder daddy." Seungyeon screams.

You briefly pause your thrusts as Seungyeon turns to look at you. A second of silence passes as you stare at each other, both of you bewildered by what just came out of her mouth.

"Oh he likes that." Bora giggles.

"What? I-" You try to defend yourself as words escape you.

"Please I saw your face when she said it. Don't bother denying it." Bora teases.

While you want to deny it, you know you can't. You've never had someone call you that before, but as soon as the words escaped Seungyeon, it woke something inside of you. You do want her to call you that again, but you aren't sure how to tell her. Thankfully Seungyeon solves that problem for you.

"Hurry up and fuck my pussy daddy." Seungyeon moans.

Never one to deny the request of a beautiful woman, you immediately plunge your cock into her depths again. Your violent thrusts quickly return as the heat of her cunt radiates along your shaft. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Bora masturbating nearby. Her fingers circle her clit as she watches your dick piston away inside her friend. The sight makes your dick throb, but your focus is quickly redirected as Seungyeon throws her hips back again. Equal parts thankful and upset that Seungyeon took your focus off Bora, you decide to discipline her for it.

Raising your hand, you bring it down and aggressively slap her ass, this time harder than before. Her ass ripples delightfully against your palm. You give her ass a rough squeeze as you continue to pound away at her wet cunt. Her silky ass cheeks jiggling against your fingertips fuels your never ending lust for her even more. As Seungyeon’s whimpers and moans overload your ears, you give her ass another firm slap. Seeing that her voluptuous cheeks are beginning to grow red, you start to worry until Seungyeon moans again.

"FUCK yes. Just like that. Fucking ruin my pussy daddy." Seungyeon screams, her velvety walls gripping your shaft tighter with every slap.

You lose yourself in the heat of her velvety cunt, frantically slamming your dick away at her womb. Seungyeon’s supple ass jiggles against your palms as you continue to give her cheeks hard slaps. Slick fluids drip from her cunt as your hands repeatedly strike her ass. Her pussy clenches tighter around your shaft with every slap. Alternating which ass cheek you slap drives both of you to the brink of ecstasy.

"Do you like when I slap your ass like this?" You growl, relishing her soft skin rippling against your fingers as you strike her ass.

"Yes. It feels so good." Seungyeon moans.

"Yes what?"

"Yes daddy I do. Please keep fucking me." Seungyeon groans as she frantically throws her hips back against you.

"Why should I?" You ask in a harsh voice, somehow managing to stop your thrusts again.

“Because I've been a bad girl. I've been a bad girl and need to be punished." Seungyeon whines, squirming desperately on your dick.

"Then I guess I need to punish you." You grunt as you give her ass another rough smack.

Your aggressive pounding quickly returns as you slam your dick inside Seungyeon. Her slick walls vigorously grip your cock, lustfully tugging on your shaft with every thrust. As you piston your dick inside her cunt, you continue to meet her ass cheeks with a barrage of smacks and squeezes. Another sound catches your and you turn to see Bora again. You lock eyes with Bora as she furiously masturbates while watching you rail on Seungyeon. Bora’s fingers rapidly go in and out of her pussy as she squeezes and fondles her own tits with her free hand. Both of their moans mingle together as all of you continue your journey to ecstasy.

"Fuck her just like that. Don't stop." Bora moans as she fingers her pussy with an intense vigor.

Bora’s commands are almost hypnotic. Even if you wanted to stop, you wouldn't be able to. Her voice is so sensual and alluring that you don't think any mortal could refuse her. But thankfully you're planning on continuing what you were doing anyway. You continue relentlessly piercing your dick into Seungyeon, her silky skin crashing against your body.

"God you're so fucking good." Seungyeon gasps between moans.

"Do you like how he fucks you?" Bora asks in a tone that's half teasing, half curiosity.

"YES. He's better than anyone else I've ever fucked." Seungyeon screams as you time your thrusts with her answers.

“Talking about other partners while you’re being fucked? Aren’t you a little slut.” Bora chuckles.

“Yes, I’m a slut. I’m a dirty slut and I need to be punished.” Seungyeon moans, her walls eagerly constricting your dick.

"She said it herself. Daddy's little whore needs to be punished. Keep pounding that tight little pussy." Bora says, somehow managing a demanding tone while moaning.

Despite the fact that you definitely didn't need Bora to tell you that, you follow her orders and continue your violent thrusting into Seungyeon. Seungyeon’s perfect ass jiggles rapidly as your bodies continue to crash against each other with a frantic rhythm. As your dick penetrates into her depths, you wonder how you'll ever have satisfying sex again after this. The heat of Seungyeon’s walls pulls you back to reality.

Seungyeon’s slick warmth pulsates along your shaft. Every thrust inside feels like a dream that you never want to wake up from. Before tonight you never would have described sex as a reality altering event, but that's exactly what sex with Seungyeon is. The sensual curves of her tanned skin ripple against your animalistic thrusts, fueling the never ending hunger you've developed for Seungyeon’s body.

“God you’re so fucking tight Seungyeon. Do you like being punished like this?” You grunt, your cock aggressively slamming in and out of her tight snatch.

“Yes, you feel so good when you punish me. Please punish me daddy.” Seungyeon begs as she thrusts her hips back against you.

“You heard the girl. Hit her.” Bora orders you, failing to hide the moans in her own voice as she continues to rapidly finger herself.

As you raise your hand again, you notice that both Seungyeon’s ass cheeks and your palms are both bright red. Having a small bit of mercy, you decide to ease up. However if you're only going to do one more slap, you're going to make it a good one. You raise both hands before bringing them both down on her ass cheeks harder than you have all night. Seungyeon’s body ripples wildly against you as her arms slip. With Seungyeon now resting on her elbows, you find yourself slightly deeper than before. Seungyeon feels it too, unleashing a moan so loud her others seem like whispers.

"Oh fuck." Seungyeon screams, her lustful shrieks piercing your ears.

Your fingers dig into her silky flesh, roughly squeezing Seungyeon’s ass as you ram your dick against her womb. Her soft skin slips between the cracks of your fingers, bright red from your assault on her ass. Moans from all three of you meld into an erotic harmony that just enhances the experience even more. As your dick pierces and scrapes Seungyeon’s velvety cavern, you end up squeezing her ass so hard your knuckles turn white. With every wild thrust, her voluptuous ass ripples against your skin. While you could savor this sensation forever, your hands grab her hips so you can watch her plump ass jiggle freely. Which is exactly what it does. Her supple cheeks heave and undulate wildly as you violently pump your cock in and out of her tight cunt.

“God you’re so fucking amazing Seungyeon. You feel so incredible.” You grunt, aggressively slamming your cock inside her.

Gripping Seungyeon’s hips, you vigorously ram your dick against her womb. As you piston in her cunt, you notice her sizable tits heaving and jiggling from behind. A part of her body that you were lusting for earlier, but have uncharacteristically ignored since you started. You lick your lips at the thought of indulging yourself in her breasts. Without warning, you pull your cock out of Seungyeon’s cunt and flip her over.

"Get on your back," You growl.

Seungyeon quickly obliges, laying on her back as you dive on top of her. In the maybe thirty seconds your dick was out of her pussy, you immediately start craving the heat of her tight cavern. You aggressively slam your dick back into her depths. If you're missing the feeling of being inside Seungyeon after not even a minute, how will you ever adjust to life after tonight?

Seungyeon’s moans begin to overwhelm every other sound in the apartment again. Her giant breasts heave up and down, bouncing wildly as your tip continues to violently kiss the entrance of her womb. You take the moment to savor the sight before you. Seungyeon’s perfect sweat-glistening body crashing and rippling as you plunge your dick as deep as you possibly can inside her. Your dick starts to throb and you know you'll be reaching the end soon.

"I'm going to cum soon Seungyeon." You groan through your primal thrusts.

"Me too. Keep fucking me just like this. I want to cum all over your dick daddy." Seungyeon’s erotic screams bounce off the walls.

Seungyeon’s moans stop as Bora suddenly straddles her face. You’re so surprised by her appearance that you temporarily stop thrusting. As Seungyeon’s walls constrict and pulsate along your shaft, the only thing you can do is stare at Bora, surprised.

“Well, you guys were having all the fun and I didn’t want to be left out.” Bora shrugs as she starts grinding her pussy along Seungyeon’s mouth.

As if turned on by Bora’s cunt on her face, Seungyeon’s walls clamp around your dick. The intense pleasure reminding you why you’re here, your hips begin thrusting with a mind of their own again. Your dick hungers for the velvety grip of her walls, relentlessly pounding away at Seungyeon’s womb. The sensation of her body trembling and rippling against yours is a feeling you’ll end up craving for the rest of your life. Despite being muffled by Bora’s cunt, you can still hear Seungyeon’s moans as you aggressively pierce into her depths.

Bora’s moans raise an octave as you watch Seungyeon’s tongue attack Bora’s folds. Seungyeon’s cunt tightens as she continues to lick and nibble on every part of Bora’s pussy. Watching Bora writhe in pleasure on Seungyeon’s face intensifies your thrusts. The sight of Bora sensually running her hand through her hair in tandem with her erotic moans is one of the sexiest things you’ve seen. Seungyeon’s tongue must have hit the spot as Bora releases a pleasured squeal. Bora’s hands reach down, swatting away your own as she takes her turn to squeeze Seungyeon’s tits. Her palms cover Seungyeon’s nipples, her fingers sinking into Seungyeon’s flesh as Bora grinds and rubs her cunt into Seungyeon’s face.

Watching Bora fondle Seungyeon’s tits makes your animalistic pounding continue to achieve an ecstasy you've never felt before. Seungyeon’s body glistening with sweat as it ripples and crashes against your cock is the hottest thing you've ever laid eyes on. Every thrust makes you more addicted to Seungyeon. Every second you spend slamming your dick inside her fuels your lustful madness. Finally the most mind blowing sex you've ever had approaches its finale as your balls tense. A thought crosses your mind and you immediately meet Bora’s eyes.

"Get off of her. I want to see her face when I cum inside her." You demand.

Bora gives you a smile, apparently satisfied with your commanding tone. Lifting her cunt off of Seungyeon’s face, Bora moves to the side and watches you. Seungyeon’s relentless moans immediately return. You somehow manage to restrain yourself and stop thrusting. Seungyeon looks at you, her eyes a mixture of confusion and begging.

"Why did you stop?" Seungyeon whines.

"I want you to beg me for it."

"Please fuck me daddy. I need you to finish fucking my pussy. Hurry up and fuck the shit out of me." Seungyeon pleads.

In an ideal world, you might have been able to tease Seungyeon longer, but in reality your body quickly betrays you. No longer able to hold back your thrusts, you immediately resume pounding away at her womb. Her tight walls constrict your shaft as your dick pistons in and out of her. The velvety cavern grips and tugs your shaft. As that familiar tightness in your balls returns, you somehow manage to thrust harder than you ever have before. Your frantic slams pierce into her depths, the sounds of your bodies crashing and slapping against each other audible over Seungyeon’s moans for the first time all night.

"Beg for me to cum inside you."

"What? But I don't know-"

"Fine, I'll pull out then." You say reluctantly as you begin to withdraw your dick from her velvety walls.

Seungyeon’s eyes widen with surprise as she feels you begin to slide out of her. She instantly wraps her thick thighs around you, locking her ankles behind your back to pull you back in.

"No. No please don't. I want you to cum inside me. Please cum inside me. I need you to fill me up daddy." Seungyeon moans, begging at the top of her lungs with lustful screams.

Almost immediately after finishing her sentence, Seungyeon is struck by her own orgasm. Her body shudders violently, her hot cunt clamping around your shaft. Fluids run down your shaft as her orgasm reaches its peak. You manage to pierce into her depths with one final thrust as her orgasm rocks your body as well. The tip of your cock throbs as it slams against her womb, pouring a torrent of hot cum inside it. Your own body twitches as the last few streams of semen flood into her depths.

Both you and Seungyeon slowly recover from your orgasm. The apartment is silent apart from the heavy breathing as you both try to catch your breath. One minute passes. Then two. You don't know how long it is before you finally withdraw your cock from her cunt. Sitting on the floor with Seungyeon sprawled in front of you, you continue to take deep breaths when you suddenly feel an arm around you. Soft fingers quickly grip your shaft, giving your dick brisk strokes. Turning around, your eyes meet Bora’s as you feel her breasts pressing against your back.

"I hope you didn't forget about me. It's my turn now, and I'm nowhere near as easy as Seungyeon is. You better be ready for this." Bora says with an evil smile. If she wasn't so sexy right now, she'd be terrifying.

Despite the fact that you just had the most mind blowing sex of your life, you quickly find yourself hardening again. Soft groans escape your lips as Bora continues to tug on your dick. You have to hand it to Bora, she's an absolute master in the art of the tease. Knowing exactly when to speed up her strokes and when to come to a screeching halt. Her fingers continue their magic, skillfully building you to the point of pleasure before letting it begin to fade again.

As passionate groans escape your lips, you turn forward and look at Seungyeon again. Seungyeon lays in front of you, the only movement being her chest rising and falling from exhaustion. You look between her legs and see a thick white river slowly flowing out of her cunt. Between Bora’s masterful handjob and the sight of your cum pouring out of Seungyeon, you quickly find yourself ready for action again.

Your dick immediately misses the warmth of her hand as she spits on her palm. The warm lubrication makes an amazing handjob somehow even more incredible as Bora’s hand quickly glides up and down your shaft. She continues to alternate between fast paced strokes and her agonizingly slow pulls. Precum coats Bora’s fingers as she lightly twists her hand over your tip. Bora releases a small giggle as your dick throbs in her hand.

“If Seungyeon was awake she might be jealous of how hard you’re getting for me, you know.” Bora whispers teasingly into your ear.

“Good thing she isn’t awake then.” You groan.

“Oh ho. Maybe we should move a little so we don’t change that.” Bora whispers before playfully nibbling your ear.

Bora slowly stands up, pulling you with her with her hand never leaving your shaft.

“That’s a good boy. Over here now.” Bora whispers mischievously as she guides you across the room from behind.

You finally make it to the couch for the first time tonight when she stops you.

“This is good for now. You haven’t earned the right to sit down yet.” Bora giggles

Upon hearing that sentence, you realize she was right. Bora is definitely not going to be as easy as Seungyeon. You now understand that while you might have had control over Seungyeon, Bora is going to have complete control over you. The situation makes you shudder slightly, partially from excitement and partially from fear. Noticing your reaction, a devilish giggle makes its way past Bora’s lips as she immediately resumes her agonizing torment.

Continuing from where she left off before the move, Bora begins her rapid strokes on your cock again. Her soft breasts push against you even more, her stiff nipples poking into your back. A soft groan escapes you as her soft fingers quickly slide up and down your shaft. Bora gently blows on your ear before playfully nibbling it again. Gently pulling on your earlobe, her strokes gradually slow down again before releasing your cock entirely. She releases your ear as she brings her palm up, sensually licking her palm. Your dick twitches again as her moist grip returns on your shaft.

“Oh my. You’re throbbing an awful lot down there Mr. Photographer. Do you want to fuck me that bad?” Bora whispers, enjoying every second the hold her hellish teasing has on you.

“Yes I do.” You moan.

“Yes you do what?”

You blink a few times, perplexed by her question.

“I’m confused.” You admit.

“Well Seungyeon called you daddy, so what should you call me?” Bora asks teasingly.

Finally, it dawns on you.

“Yes I do want to fuck you that bad mommy.”

“I see. Unfortunately, you haven’t earned that yet. If you can endure this, I’ll give you your reward though.” Bora says, her happiness with the situation clearly reflected in her voice.

Her deft hand speeds up its strokes again, her wet fingers gliding up and down your shaft. The sound of her hand slapping against your waist fills the room, overpowering your shallow groans. Just when you think you might cave and blow your load, Bora’s strokes come to a screeching halt. Her fingers slowly inch their way up and down your dick, deliberate and measured to give you the perfect mix of pleasure and torture.

It doesn’t take long before Bora picks up the pace, rapidly rubbing her hand along your cock. You suddenly feel her other arm wrap around you as her fingers slowly glide up your chest. Once again, her hand slows to a crawl on your shaft. Suddenly, Bora’s fingers lightly flick one of your nipples. A surprised groan passes your lips. Apparently pleased with your reaction, Bora eagerly presses even closer against you. Your breathing quickly grows ragged from her constant change of pace.

You realize it isn’t just the change of pace that’s agonizing, it’s the change in pressure. Sometimes Bora roughly squeezes your shaft, sometimes it’s just a light slide up and down your cock. Bora has mastered the art of the tease so well, that you know this is going to be some of the best sex you’ve ever had. Her fingers continue to pinch and flick your nipples, teasing you with actions you want to do to her nipples. Picking up her speed once again, you wonder how much longer you’ll be able to hold out against her masterful handjob. Just as you fear you’re about to blow, Bora takes her hand off your cock entirely. Turning you around, she looks in your eyes with a glimmer of satisfaction.

“You didn’t cum. Good. Now we can start the real thing.” Bora smiles.

With a teasing smirk, she pushes you onto the couch. Before you even know what’s happening, Bora is immediately straddling your waist. Her pussy teasingly hovers over your cock, her moist lips lightly brushing against your tip. As much as you want to slam her down and thrust away, you know that letting Bora take control will please everyone a lot more.

“You look happy. Did you want mommy to ride you like this?” She teases

“Yes mommy I do.” You nod eagerly.

“For how long?”

“Since the second I first met you today.”

“Now, now. That’s a very naughty boy.” Bora smirks.

“Well in that case you should really punish me mommy.”

With another smile, Bora slams herself on top of you, your dick plunging into her depths. Both of you release a duet of lustful moans. While you thought Seungyeon was tight, she has nothing on Bora. Her tight walls devour your cock with such an intense heat, you have to try three times harder not to cum instantly than you did with Seungyeon. You can feel every fiber in your body clench as you struggle not to give in and explode right away. As you desperately try to control your breathing, Bora notices your condition right away once again.

“I’m impressed. Most men end up cumming right away.” Bora muses.

“Well mommy wouldn’t like that would she?” You grunt.

“No, no she wouldn’t. But I hope you’re ready. We’re going all out from the start.” Bora declares

True to her word, Bora immediately starts bouncing up and down on your dick. Her juicy thighs ripple against your own as she lustfully rides you. Your tip slams mercilessly against her womb. While Bora’s body crashes aggressively onto your cock, you can’t help but stare as her tantalizing tits bounce hypnotically. As they teasingly dance up and down in front of your face, you can’t take it anymore. Desperate to experience their taste, you lunge towards them. Before you can get there, Bora slaps her palm against your forehead and pushes you back into the couch.

“I didn’t say you could do that yet, now did I? Don’t worry if you do a good enough job, I’ll let you have your way with them.” Bora smirks.

You frown as Bora returns to her expert teasing, her wild bouncing turning into a slow grind. For extra effect, she clenches her walls around your shaft, forcing a sharp gasp out of you. Bora smirks again as she slowly pushes back and forth against your cock. While her teasing smirk kind of pisses you off, the sheer confidence of it just makes Bora that much sexier. Her grind becomes a more intense version of her handjob. Slow deliberate movements designed to build your need for pleasure without giving you any.

“That’s quite the frown. Tell you what, you can squeeze mommy’s ass. How about that?” Bora teases.

While you feel like you should say something, your need for some sort of pleasure takes precedence. Your hands immediately slap onto Bora’s ass, your fingers melting into her plump cheeks. As you fondle and squeeze her ass, she quickly returns to her aggressive thrusts on your cock. Small moans begin to leak out of Bora’s mouth. Her hot walls grip your shaft, roughly tugging on your dick with every bounce. Bora’s moans slowly begin to overpower your own as she continues to violently slam herself on your cock. You give her ass a rough slap and her cunt reacts the same way Seungyeon’s did, tightening with every smack. Not wanting to overdo it and make Bora angry, you give her another hard slap before returning to squeezing her ass.

“God you’re so good. You’re hitting all of mommy’s spots. Now I see why Seungyeon got fucked to sleep.” Bora moans, her alluring voice intoxicating your ears.

The sound of your flesh crashing against each other is barely audible as Bora’s moans escalate even more. Her violent slams onto your cock cause her whole body to ripple, her heavenly chest heaving wildly. Bora brushes her hair behind her head like she did when she was riding Seungyeon. The simple action is so amazingly erotic as it leaves her entire body on display. Alluring and sensual moans fill the air between you as you watch her body dominate your own, mesmerized by her delicious breasts. Suddenly, her aggressive bouncing comes to a stop as she plants her hands on your chest.

“Whew. Oh god. That was close. Almost got away from me there.” Bora says with a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

“I thought you were enjoying it.” You frown.

“Oh I definitely was. But I can’t have either of us cumming just yet.” Bora says with the same teasing smile she’s been giving you all night.

As Bora begins her agonizingly slow grind to edge you once again, everything suddenly makes sense. Dancing and sex are both about timing and rhythm. And the reason Bora is so good is because her body has a natural talent for both. She always knows the precise moments of when to build up and when to stop. Every single thing she does is done with the maximum amount of teasing possible. And Bora absolutely knows it. As if reading your mind, Bora smirks as she slowly pushes against your cock.

Feeling bold after her crescendo of moans, your hands slowly make their way up her seductive curves. Slowly sliding up her hips and side, savoring every moment of her silky skin before reaching her breasts. Bora looks you in the eye before giving you a small nod. That’s all the permission you need as you dive into her chest. Your fingers sink into her pillowy breasts, immediately grabbing and squeezing them as hard as you can.

“Do you like the way mommy’s tits feel?” Bora moans with a seductive smile..

“Yes I do, they’re so incredible.” You grunt as she clenches her cunt around your dick again.

“Good. Now go on. Taste them like I know you’ve been wanting to.”

One of your favorite things about tonight is getting ordered to do things you were going to do anyway. You dive into Bora’s chest the way you've been wanting to all night. Your lips immediately find her stiff nipple, eagerly taking it into your mouth.

Your tongue swirls around the fleshy nub, sucking and pulling on it. The soft skin of her tits melts in your hands as you squeeze and knead them. Your fingers quickly travel to her free nipple, pinching it as you take the other between your teeth.

"Do you like the way mommy's tits taste?" Bora smiles as she looks down at you.

Not wanting to release her breast from your mouth, pulling her nipple up and down with your teeth. Bora’s sensual moans gradually increase in pitch as she aggressively bounces on your dick. Wanting some payback for her hellish edging, you thrust upward in time with her downthrust.

"Oh God. Just like that, hit right there baby." Bora shrieks.

You smile against her breast as you can finally do what you want. Swirling your tongue around her nipple, you begin your own intense thrusts. Your tip mercilessly slams against Bora’s womb. Her ass ripples against your thighs, every thrust trying to pierce deeper than the last.

With her nipple between your teeth again, you relish the sensation of her sizeable tits heaving and bouncing against your face. As if detecting your pleasure, Bora grabs the back of your head and pushes your face against her chest even more. Pushing and pulling her nipple with your teeth, you continue to pinch her free nipple. As you continue to pull on both of her nipples, Bora’s wet pussy tightly grips your dick.

"Fuck just like this. You're making mommy feel so good." Bora moans at the top of her lungs.

You’ve never understood what people meant by a siren song until you heard Bora’s sensual moans. Each lustful and erotic note drives you deeper into ecstasy and madness. Unfortunately, you finally find yourself exhausted. While you're surprised that you’d lasted this long, you quickly push the thought aside.

With the last bit of remaining strength you have, you violently slam your dick into Bora’s depths. Every animalistic thrust you throw out causes her body to bounce harder than it has all night. Her delicious thighs and perfect ass ripple wildly as your bodies crash against each other. The taste of her stiff nipple fills your mouth as her tits heave and jiggle against your lips. Your tip twitches inside her moist cavern and you know it's time.

Bora lightly punches you in the chest as you feel her velvety walls clamp around your shaft. She erotically pulls her hair back again. You finally detach yourself from her nipples, a strand of saliva glimmers in the air before breaking. As you lock eyes with her, you can see notes of something else behind her lustful gaze.

Both of you know the end is approaching. You increase the velocity of your frantic thrusts, piercing your tip into her as deep as you can. Her velvety walls clench on your shaft, overwhelming your cock with a tightness you've never experienced. Rapidfire moans blast out of Bora as she grips your shoulders.

“OH fuck. You’re so good. I’m about to cum.” Bora screams, her alluring moans driving you to your limits as well.

“Me too. I want to cum inside you.” You groan, not even attempting to get ready to cum anywhere else.

“Go ahead, cum inside mommy. Fill me all the way up.” Bora screams, her fingernails digging into your shoulders.

With one final aggressive slam, your tip pries into her depths one more time. Bora’s hot cunt tightens so much it feels like it might rip your dick off. As both of your bodies shudder violently, Bora’s climax triggers your own. Thick streams of semen erupt from your tip, a torrential flood of cum depositing directly into her womb. After one final spurt, both orgasms slowly come to an end. As Bora gingerly lifts herself off your cock, you both look down to see a white waterfall leaking from her pussy. Both of you knowing full well the only reason you came so much is because Bora edged you to hell and back.

“Go lay down next to Seungyeon.” You gesture as you go pick up your camera one last time.

Bora smiles, immediately knowing what you want. Laying down next to Seungyeon, Bora gently nudges her mid snore.

“I’m awake. What did I miss??” Seungyeon shouts as she darts awake.

“Nothing. Just taking one last picture. Spread your legs and say cheese.” You groan, sore from the two bouts of mind shattering sex.

Without any questions, Seungyeon immediately does as she’s told. Bora quickly joins her and the camera flash illuminates your apartment for the final time tonight. You take a look at the display on your camera and smile at what will be one of your all time favorite shots. The two busty beauties posing with V signs and smiles, their legs spread to reveal obscene amounts of cum dripping from their cunts. Setting your camera down, you lay down between the girls. As you feel their soft tits pressing against both your arms, you quickly crash into a deep slumber.

You wake up again the next morning after the most eventful photoshoot of your life and you scroll through the extracurricular shots. Even though you stopped taking pictures as it started getting intense, you thankfully managed to get an amazing final shot. You smile as you stare at your favorite picture of the day, the two girls covered in your cum with your dick between your tits forever immortalized. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a small note nearby.

“Dear Mr. Photographer, thank you so much for such an incredible photoshoot. In addition to all the fantastic pictures, we also had a lot of fun. Hopefully we’ll be able to use your services again. And don’t worry, we’ll definitely be recommending your services to the other members for when they come to shoot their teasers.

- Bora and Seungyeon”

Underneath the letter, you see a second smaller note, almost hidden. After a quick glance, you realize that it’s Seungyeon leaving you her personal number and asking for dinner sometime. Considering how she secretly hid it, you chuckle as you realize that Bora probably scolded Seungyeon for wanting to leave it. It amazes you how similar yet different they are. So of course, even their responses would be different. While Seungyeon apparently wants something more, the lack of follow-up tells you that Bora is completely fine with it just being a casual hook-up. Smiling to yourself, you place the notes on your desk so you’ll always be able to see them. You briefly wonder exactly what services they’ll be recommending. But having seen pictures of all the other members, you’re excited to continue working on this project.

A/N first things first, I want to give a massive shoutout to @sinsatmidnight on tumblr for beta reading this ridiculous piece. I started writing this piece last year and after so many struggles I finished it after six months. This piece is kind of a weird mix of inspiration. Original concept was going to be something completely different. But then I saw that both had super hot pictures of croptops on buildingtops. So then the prompt became "something about croptops on rooftops" Then I decided to go with the opposite theme and use the outfit from Seungyeon's rooftop croptop and then the white outfit from the Black Or White stages as inspiration. Hence why the working title for this piece was Opposites. Also for some reason I feel like I want to clarify that I came up with this idea even before their collab video came out.

[motownfiction]

15-20, 29, 30

15. what’s your favourite plotless fic you have written?

every single one of these vignettes is technically plotless, lol ... i shout this one out pretty frequently, but i really like "things you said on the phone at 4am," which is a drabble about sam and steph. their stories usually have the least amount of bearing on the plot because they break up quickly (and sam dies young), but they're some of my favorites because they're just so pretty. this one, in particular, is good.

16. are one-shots really underrated?

yes, they are. from someone who used to write a lot of one shots: i chose this format because it made everything feel more intense. if it happens all in one go, then you feel it more and bigger. that was my idea when i chose it, anyway, lol.

17. past or present tense? why?

i used to write in past tense just ... because. it felt right. then, two years ago today (lmao), i switched to writing all of my creative work in present tense. i made the change for a similar reason to my affection for one shots: present tense demands immediacy. if the story is unfolding as you're reading it (i.e. not presented as something that already happened), then i think it stands a better chance of sucking you into the narrative. so i've gone with present tense ever since.

18. first, second, or third person?

i've always been inclined to use third-person, especially now that i'm an adult. i have a lot of practice in screenwriting, and that's all in third-person, obviously, so it's a habit i picked up. but i kept it because i like that it allows me to reveal everything about all of my characters whenever i want. it doesn't limit me in the same ways that i think first-person can be limiting. i'm not against first-person narration, obviously, and i think it can serve a really interesting purpose. but it's just not something i'm interested in anymore. i want to have more of a hand in developing my characters than just perceiving them, if that makes sense.

19. share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it.

Sadie sits next to Will on the couch, across from one of the family’s many bookshelves. This one is punctuated with pictures of the girls, some drawings they made in art classes over the years, and some old photos from when Lucy and Will still lived in Michigan (forever ago, now, or so it feels). There’s a picture of Will and Sam right in the middle of the shelf. Sadie remembers exactly when it was taken. Thanksgiving, 1989: the first time Lucy and Will decided to host the holiday on their own. Sam tried his hand at pumpkin pie. It was goopy and a little cold, but he loved it, anyway. He loved it, and they loved him.

20. do you work on a single project or many at the same time? how does that work for you?

it's almost impossible for me to write two vignettes at once because it's just so counter to the style and structure of this blog. i need to see what happens in one vignette before moving onto the next one, even if they're only loosely connected. sometimes, i'll interrupt a mini series to respond to monthly prompts (which no one has responded to this entire month alsdkfksdfknsdknf) or to quickly focus on another aspect of the ever-expansive universe (like i did in late may/early june with these three vignettes). but most of the time, i can only write one vignette, then the other. it makes sense for the way this blog is orgnaized.

29. what’s the hardest thing about writing?

honestly, that i don't have much of an audience/that no one will ever love these idiot motown kids as much as i do 🤧 it's a double-edged sword, really!

30. describe a fic that almost happened, but then it didn’t.

my plan for the next mini series after the retreat was "it's the hottest day of the year in 1987." it was going to function a lot like the retreat series (i.e. everyone is off in pairs -- lucy and will, sadie and sam, and daniel and charlie, since steph is not with them in '87). i'm still planning to do that series, probably after this one, but i changed my mind because i had too many thoughts about sam dying to put them on the back burner for much longer.

[a-womans-rhetoric]

Natalie Wynn's "J.K. Rowling" and Disruptive use of Women's Rhetorical Tropes: A Defiant Reply to Transmisogyny

ContraPoints, surrounded by an opulent, candle-lit set and adorned in witch's garb, leisurely pours champagne into her glass — she's ready to breach the internet's hottest topic of January, 2021: her childhood idol being outed as a transphobe (link here). The video itself being over an hour and a half long, I would be hard-pressed to claim that I could ever hope to cover its entirety, comprehensively, in a single post. So to save-face, I'll be dedicating this space only to breaking down her most frequently used rhetorical tropes, one by one.

Irreverence

"Joanne, I wanna talk to you, Joanne! [Fans herself with a rainbow paper fan with the word "BIOLOGICAL" written across it] What is it about Joannes? I can't catch a break from these people" (00:23-00:29, emphasis added).

Wynn's introductory lines immediately open a dialogue with J.K. Rowling — however, this invitation of discourse is defiantly "irreverent" (reminiscent of Nomy Lamm's punk-feminist style in "It’s a Big Fat Revolution” (1995)). Contrapoints, herself a transgender woman, is aware that her very existence is considered in opposition to the TERF-ideology that Rowling subscribes to. Thus, she's rather playful — even openly disrespectful — with her diction: calling the British author by her first name in a mocking-tone and flaunting her own trans identity to the camera (in a way that would likely offend the fragile sensibilities of a transphobe). Her personal tone (with ample use of the pronoun "I") servers a duplicitous purpose: a simultaneous message of "sit down and listen" and a fair degree of "I don't care if you can't accept me."

"So, now that 2020 is finally over, I think we can let the record conclusively show that it was a year whomst is bad. And on top of everything else going on, truly the last thing we needed was the author of Harry Potter coming forward to announce there's two things she can't stand: bigotry, and the transgenders. (00:31 - 00:50, emphasis added).

Finally broaching the subject at hand directly, Wynn employs kairos alongside her irreverence. Kairos, or the rhetorical use of an "opportune moment," holds incredible weight in the first month after 2020: the year in which the whole world fell into a stasis. Characterizing Rowling's transphobia as a collective "the last thing we needed," is also rather dismissive — she unites herself with her audience with the pronoun "we" and invites us all to groan at the exasperating nature of Rowling's bigotry.

Claiming the Right to Speak / Personal Experience

"This is a painful topic for me all around because, as a transgender woman, I am honestly really hurt by a lot of the things Joanne has said in the last year. But I also know what it's like to be the target of a Twitter mob" (01:36-01:47).

As she begins to touch on the topic, Natalie Wynn claims the right to speak on the issue of Rowling's transphobia — a type of bigotry that directly effects her. However, Wynn also situates herself partially with Rowling in her acknowledgement that receiving Twitter backlash is a terrifying experience (an experience, she argues, that the human brain is not prepared to handle the scale of, 01:49-02:39). In treating her subject with such dignity — and adding her own deeply personal account— ContraPoints creates a credible ethos in the beginning of her video essay. The audience is inclined to listen to someone who has been directly effected by the subject of Rowling's controversy (transphobia) and someone who is, rather compassionately, willing to empathize with those who would wish her harm. Although the generally sassy, glamorous, and irreverent tone of the video still appears soon after (see: the above image), her opening up for this somber moment garners a fair degree pathos in the viewer — we, as human beings, are inclined to sympathize with people who are open about being hurt.

Metis (Embodied Rhetoric)

[The following ContraPoints quote is addressing the above J.K. Rowling tweet, content warning for transmisogyny] "Transphobes love to play this game where they pretend that trans people just don't understand basic biology, that's our problem! As if I didn't start taking female hormones because I'm acutely aware that my body is not the same as a cis woman's body, that sex is real. "[Fictional TERF character] You will never be a woman, Nathan. Every cell in your body is male and has a Y chromosome." Really? That's crazy. How you'd you learn so much about science? You know I don't really feel the need to have a second X chromosome, I get by with only one, I make it work. I actually like the Y chromosome, I think it's a little more dainty, you know, it's little softer, a little more petite. The X chromosome has a lot of extra appendages, and don't you think? I don't need anymore of those, thanks. No trans person thinks it's possible to change chromosomal sex and to pretend otherwise is to argue in bad faith" (08:47-09:34).

If you can excuse my gargantuan quote, I hope you'll agree that the dialogue ContraPoints builds here was just too good to cut short. Within this excerpt, we see Wynn's use of irreverance and personal experience blended seamlessly together. For this YouTuber, the personal is perpetually political — especially when her own identity is constantly taken as an ideological stance. She uses her own expertise in trans issues to pick apart just how disingenuous Rowling's assertions are — even accusing her of "argue[ing] in bad faith" with her reductive claims (later, taking specific issue with how Rowling treats trans-ness as a costume). But, here, she also directly invokes another rhetorical trope: that of metis, or embodied rhetoric. Natalie Wynn specifically references her transgender body as a sort of counterpoint to the condescending "sex is real" claims by TERFs. She cites her intrinsic desire to pursue hormonal therapy as evidence that she — and other trans people like her — are all "acutely aware" that there are chromosomal differences between themselves and cis women. With this salient statement, she then follows with some humor: which, again, utilizes her trans body in her rhetoric. Her characterization of the Y chromosome as "more petite" and playful declaration of not needing "extra appendages" lightens up the often dark tone that arguing for trans rights and liberation can take. The clever points she makes are by no means weakened by her humor — if anything, the audience is more willing to listen to someone who can "joke about themselves" (so to speak) while still arguing an incredibly important message.

Naming and Defining Issues

"When I see Joanne tweeting about how trans people think sex isn't real and they're erasing same-sex attraction and they're silencing women, alarm bells are ringing because I recognize these as familiar transphobic talking points, specifically TERF talking points. "TERF" means trans exclusionary radical feminism. God are we still talking about this? I promise this is the last time. So TERFism is a hate movement that disguises transphobia as feminism. ... The fundamental problem with TERFs is not that they're mean. It's that they're politically reactionary, they want to reverse the progress of trans liberation." (14:05-16:02)

In her definition of TERF rhetoric, Natalie Wynn outlines some dog-whistles that are obvious to her, as a trans woman. She calmly explains to the viewer that, oftentimes in the present-day, rhetorics of exclusion are thoroughly disguised; TERFs, specifically, hide their rampant transphobia as a form of feminism. However, she further clarifies that the specific "danger" that TERFs pose is not from their cruelty — it's from their fervent dedication to strip away trans rights through political means. By specifying this danger, Natalie Wynn shifts the conversation away from empty discussion of offensiveness/terminology, to issues which directly affect the lives of trans people every day.

[This portion addresses the picture above] Also an act of naming and defining, ContraPoints makes a distinction between "Direct" and "Indirect Bigotry." She argues that many people envision bigotry as a festering, public, frothing-at-the-mouth hatred — a phenomenon she dubs "the Westboro Baptist Church theory of bigotry" (20:06). In bringing attention to the human tendency to think of people as exclusively practicing "direct bigotry" — envisioning them as a sort of delusional "other" — she then forces the audience to contemplate the relative omni-presence of the more covert (and possibly alluring) "indirect bigotry." This definition, crucially, requires introspection. By allowing ourselves to think of bigots not exclusively as "Westboros," we're made to adopt a much more nuanced view of subjects (most) generally prefer to keep black-and-white. Natalie Wynn uses her J.K. Rowling case study to complicate this 2D view of "The Bigot," inviting others to more carefully examine how politically reactionary views develop.

Phew, this was probably the longest post I've ever typed up on tumblr! Hopefully, I succeeded in demystifying (or at least adding clarity to) some of the specific tropes ContraPoints uses (that are common to women's rhetorics as a whole). Thanks for reading if you stuck around this long, and my ask box is always open!

[sweetestpopcorn]

Hey. I discovered you on ao3 by your excellent fic the blacks and the Greens. Fantastic 💯💯💯

As a fellow daemyra fan, you have fulfilled all my shipping wishes. Cannot thank you enough. Everytime I feel depressed I read your fics and it makes me feel so much better. 😍

I was on twitter and found that people are supporting the Greens. I was like whatttt!!!!! ☠️.

Even worse they are bashing daemyra. Like WTF. if anyone is to be blamed it's Otto, alicent and ugghhh criston Cole. I've been bashed for criticising them. Before this I didn't even know that green supporters could exist. Like who in their right mind would support greens at all. And now this HoTD will demonize Rhaenyra, I'm sure of it. The castings are wayyy off. Not bashing anyone but Rhaenyra does not look like any sort of delight and idk what to say about the Daemon actor😭. I'm sure they mist be great actors but looks wise, no. I honestly thought the actor for Otto looked wayy better than demon's. What are your thoughts on it? Am I the only one demented? Have you received hate for supporting blacks or not supporting greens.

Hey there!

Awww thank you so much! Truly reading this makes me very happy, though you have to blame me writing that fic on me not having (good) Daemyra fics to read XD because I had never written fanfic before. Alas, the one true OTP of Fire and Blood and the hottest couple EVER needed someone to write about them so I was like:

Regarding twitter, a very dear friend of mine who also writes fics (though in a completely different fandom) told me (almost begged me) to never go to twitter. She said it was a totally new level of insanity there and gave me a few examples. Afterwards I made the (wise) decision of not going there. EVER.

I have spoken on my thoughts regarding REDACTED SHOW it's just two actually its:

1- No.

2- Hahahaahahah 😂😂😂

I actually have received very little hate in the almost three years I have spent working on my fanfictions, believe it or not. The two times I had haters/disgusting people was this hum... *insert your choice of insult here* calling me a paedophile (I laughed a lot, that truly put a smile on my face the whole day), and this *insert choice of insult here* who was recommending another fic to one of my readers on my comment section - super polite, yes I know - and used the following words regarding Rhaenyra "Daemon turned her into a whore" 🥰😍. #feminism 

As far as Green fans I have had like one or two reading my fic - that I know of. They were nice and seemed to like it. Tbh though, black fan, green fan, or neutral, you can either think Daemyra is hot af or you can be wrong :3 as long as they are polite I mean... stan whomever you like I don't care. And tbh I have seen a lot of so called "Rhaenyra fans" and "Black stans" say way more disgusting things - about Rhaenyra - than Greens fans or neutrals.

This is what this fandom does to me... I defend Green stans #f_ckmylife.

ALSO can anyone believe I wrote a Rhaegar/Lyanna fic and I got 0 hate comments? That was the shock of my life, ngl.

GOT and everything that came up until now regarding REDACTED SHOW taught me all I needed to know. They destroy the asoiaf material and George doesn’t care. No hate to him, I have never been offered millions of dollars. Maybe in his place I wouldn’t care either. I want to believe I would still care, but I think we tend to try and think the best about ourselves, so likely I would be a sell out too.

I also try to stay in my lane both on tumblr and on ao3. Like in my own blogs and fics I write whatever I want, but I very rarely respond to people, and I try not to get into fights online because it’s like a mud fight with a pig. The pig gets happy and you will get dirty.

That being said yes, I have read so much disgusting things written about Rhaenyra and the Blacks I just... sure why not? Tbh fair though, I have read some disgusting things about the Greens too, though trust me they do not come close to what is written about the Blacks and most of all about Rhaenyra.

Then again, I have seen Dany called a whore, slaver, white supremacist, rapist, racist, people wishing she would die/get raped, mad, cruel, compared to Joffrey etc etc... so it really doesn’t surprise me this fandom would go after Rhaenyra as they do.

While you are doing the Seven’s work by defending our Queen of Fashion and of the Seven Kingdoms aka Rhaebae, for your sake I would advise you to stay out of those fights and not give those people the time of day. Try to create a safe place for yourself online. Block whatever people and tags you need to, and surround yourself with positive content. It’s what I try to do <3 

As for myself, I will continue - to the best of my habilites - to give those who search for it Daemyra fics. I have tons of ideas and I am actually thinking of doing a poll of a oneshot people would like to see about them regarding any scene in canon or an au people would like to read. I will see if people would be interested when I update the next chapter XD 

Thank you again for your words. It’s a pleasure to write for someone like you! 

All the best!

XOXO, 

Gossip Popcorn.

[lqtraintracks]

Hello bb 😘 11 and 12 for the writer ask please - for Ten Thousand Reasons (i can't help it, it's still such a fave of mine!)

Oh hi! :D Boy, you asked a doozy with that second one. I will try to answer honestly and also with tact? 11. What do you like the most about this fic? The humor and the UST. I love the combination of those things in it. The utter ridiculousness of Harry saying "Yes," to Draco's harassment when he was clearly meant to say, "no," and the resulting realizations from that... that Harry is really, really into it, into Draco, really really wants it, which almost completely destroys the whole point of what they're trying to teach. Honestly, it's been so many years since I've read it myself, I need a refresher! But I remember loving writing Harry's "Yes." 12. What do you like the least about this fic? Oh boy. Well. I joined the fest it belongs to because I like a challenge and I wanted to write something where someone saying "Yes," someone enthusiastically consenting, would be sexy as hell. What I'm not sure I like is... Well, I would never want to give the impression that it's not okay to like noncon, writing it or reading it. I am very pro-write what you want and then just tag it properly so you don't squick or trigger people. I really hope this didn't happen, but I was a little afraid, once it was written and posted, that readers might take the fic as me saying that fics should always represent healthy relationships and consensual sexual encounters where everyone respects the words yes and no, and everything is how it ought to be in real life. And that is emphatically not how I feel about writing. In real life? Absofuckinglutely. Get consent. Keep getting it, because it can be revoked at any time. Consent is everything. But in fic? Writing is messy, and I love that about it. People should feel free to write both the hottest consensual sex you've ever read, and also the dirtiest, wrongest noncon. I hope my writing this fic didn't lead people to assume I'm against writing noncon. That was probably a different answer than you bargained for? But with that fic, it's the truth. I'm SO happy you still love that one, Tacky! That warms my heart. Thank you for the Ask! <333

[mattatouile]

I keep coming (pun sort of intended) back to that J/A/B thing you only posted on tumblr, 'Jaime Lannister: Enthusiastic Cunnilinguist' because that is somehow one of the hottest things that I've ever read and just, honestly, that goes for pretty much all your writing. I typically don't reread smut fics, but your work, that piece... An exception.

I’m going to be perfectly honest: I didn’t even remember this one because I’ve written so much in the past two months and now for advent so I searched it and honestly it deserves to be on one of my AO3 collections if it isn’t. Thanks for reminding me about it!