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[neopuppy]

Shameless (M)

pairing. step-son Jeno x step-mom reader

genre. stepcest, infidelity, Jeno hates his dad, young trophy wife step-mom

wc. 10k

warnings. dubcon, profanity, exercise/body talk, Jeno has a thing for sweat, smut warnings under cut. minors DNI.

now playing. Shameless//Camila Cabello

smut warnings. masturbation, mommy kink, coercion, a lot of breast focus, reader has large breasts, oral, improper use of a cucumber.., raw fucking, noncon filming, wet messy etc..

“She’s a little too young, even for you.”

Jeno’s tongue drags along the backs of his teeth peering over his father’s shoulder for the last 10 minutes as he idly scrolled through various photos and short video clips. Most innocent enough, cute selfies showing off your pretty fanned out eyelashes, a new lip gloss shade, or just an adorable smile.

The videos his dad took time to watch made Jeno’s breath hitch, looping the few seconds of you showing off a new bikini for summer, filming yourself in the mirror and turning to show off a scandalous yet feminine pattern right above the indentation of bikini bottom scrunched between your pert buttcheeks.

“I work very hard, son, believe I deserve a pretty young thing.” He snickers, having noticed the youngers reflection on his phone screen a few minutes ago. “Something about this one..”

“Where’d you find her? Another sugar baby app you had to pay to join?” Jeno crosses his arms, glaring daggers into the back of his father’s head. Pathetic, working hard for what? To blow your funds on women who probably gag over your shoulder while you fuck them and lose your stamina after two minutes?

His father chuckles, swiping the social media app shut to open his messages. “You’re going to hate this but she approached me first.” With a proud smile he turns to face his son, showing off back and forth messaging between the two of you. Majority of the context is similar to how two cute shy teens would chat, nothing racy despite knowing his father’s likely buying time to pounce and unleash an arsenal of embarrassing boomer dick pics.

“You’re lying.”

Standing up, his father sneers, a smile hidden somewhere behind his resentful expression. “Believe it or not, your old man’s still got it. Now, if you don’t mind— I have a date with your soon-to-be step-mom.” He winks, purposefully bumping roughly into his son’s shoulder on his way out of the living room; leaving Jeno standing there rubbing at the spot mindlessly, jaw tight as he recounts your username to conduct his own investigation.

His first summer home in years and this is what his asshole father wants to pull? Jeno grimaces, plopping down on the couch to commence his search and find your other social media platforms.

“Twenty-fucking-two? He’s out of his mind.” Muttering to himself, he quickly taps in and out of various videos. The fact that you follow dance trends is enough to make his eyes roll, concentrating harder than he should have to on your face and the quirky silly wide eyes you make at the camera instead of the obscene way your breasts bounce freely beneath a much too tight and thin crop top, braless. Of course.

Jeno bets you did approach his dad first, he can picture it now. A sweet little helpless thing miraculously bumping into him at Whole Foods or some other ridiculously overpriced grocery store, batting your big doe eyes irresistibly after calculating the worth of the ludicrous gold Rolex adorning his wrist. No doubt adding the sum of his Gucci loafers and Dior sunnies; undoubtedly pushed up into his salt and pepper hair as he read over the nutritional information of a new all-natural all-organic sugar free gluten free energy drink.

You probably struck up conversation from there, perched yourself on his dad’s arm striking up flirtatious charm about the product in his hands, just to lean in closer and smash your ample chest against his arm.

Jeno clicks his phone shut frustrated, balling his fist open and shut to watch the blood flow down and redden his skin.

It infuriates him how easily his father continues to win, after the divorce his view of the man he once admired could never be repaired. What he once respected and admired all came crumbling down as his mother broke down crying in his arms after years of pretending to act dumb and not notice late evenings at the office, extended company trips, or the stains of lipstick shades she’d never wear and remnants of musky oud that simply never complimented her skin.

Jeno rests his eyes, ignoring the itching ache in his chest. What could he do anyway? What did his dad have to lose that money couldn’t buy him a new and better version of.

A house? A car? More designer brands and jewelry to mark his status in the upper class?

It only took a month, one fucking month, and the answer became clear as his dad lifted you up by your trim waist hidden under ugly burly veiny paws. The smile across his face so arrogant and cocky, hoisting his young little play thing up in the pool just to watch your beautiful round chest bounce in his face beneath triangles of material hardly containing you.

Jeno can’t deny he gets something out of it too, something he stores away for later along with the cheerful sweet moaned giggles you let out after splashing his father’s face with water and demanding in the most helpless submissive tone to be put down. Bet his dad loves that, in fact, he knows he does. It didn’t even take a full two weeks before you moved in with a fat diamond rock on your ring finger. The sight of it nearly blinded him when it caught the glare of light.

Jeno knows he can’t keep up with his father’s wealth, not yet. Material things aren’t his strength either, but as he jerks off into his palm by his bedroom window facing the backyard where you’ve taken to performing your morning pilates, his eyes concentrate on your insane flexibility. The tip of your head near your feet keeping your taut ass up for him to salivate over, and now he knows one thing for sure.

He needs to fuck his step-mom.

Jeno’s usually a morning person, but leave it to his father to ruin that for him.

“Kiss kiss.”

Disgusting.

Heavily wrinkled lips pout in your face, his dad slithered around your waist from behind as you finished packing your new husband's lunch. Really, it’s repulsive to watch unfold every morning. The only perk being the smile you beam Jeno’s way with your much too chipper and excited ‘Good Morning!’ As you skip to the fridge to pour some of your lemon water into a glass, breasts all round and taunting from where he sits; nipples always hard, piercing through your collection of various nighties and tank tops.

“Anything for breakfast? I can whip up some pancakes real quick if you want.”

Jeno tries to hide his grin, as much as he wishes to act like a brat— he can’t. The thing is, you’re lovely in every sense of the word. Too lovely, doting, and appealing, never once causing him annoyance.

He wants to scoff, demand you whip up the most delicious fluffiest pancakes, take your top off and throw the batter down your bare chest before laughing in your face to clean it up; lifting up one breasts at a time with fat wads of tears in your eyes as you plead for him to stop— stop being mean, stop smearing more of the mess he’s caused you to make across your lips.

“Nothing for me.” Jeno motions to the protein shake resting in his grip. “I’m trying to lean out.”

“Lean out?” Your smiles too soft, lifting to one side with surprise. “I can’t imagine you have anything but muscle left, when's the last time you had your body fat measured?”

“Ah, you don’t know because you haven’t seen me shirtless, yet.” Jeno says, more as an invitation to get a rise out of you, having to swallow back a sigh at your lack of response; not even a hint of interest. “Need to slim down my waist a bit to really achieve the shape I want.”

“Well if you ask me..” Jeno waits, appreciating how lightly you float around the kitchen to gather your fruits and toppings to decorate your yogurt bowl with. “You look really fit, your waist is practically non-existent.”

“How much do you weigh?” He asks abruptly, evidently throwing you off by the way your gaze widens in shock and a stutter passes between your lips, quickly averting your attention back to the half chopped strawberry in front of you.

“Wha— uhm..”

“Sorry, that was rude.” Jeno smiles, awkwardly scratching his nape. “I was wondering if it’s less than what I can press.”

A dazed gleam coats your iris, staring back dumbfounded by the image of your step-son working his hips up with crossed eyebrows, using all the force and strength of his muscle mass to lift.

“How much can you do?” You ask, clearing your throat and refocusing on your breakfast. The question more to keep up with the conversation before you run off to hide in your bedroom.

Jeno lets out a breathy laugh. “I shouldn’t have asked, don’t know what I was thinking.” Pushing up from the kitchen island to stand, he pauses before making his way to exit; having taken to a grueling AM workout after downing his shakes. “I can definitely press double, if not more than what you weigh.”

He doesn’t miss the way your hands come to a halt, gripping around the knife in your hold, eyes silently falling shut with a deep breath.

“You should come join me some time, bet I can lift you easily.”

Jeno’s grateful at least that his father has no choice but to work morning to evening five days a week to earn the lavish lifestyle he’s achieved. He’s thankful because you love to perform your afternoon stretches in the backyard, the landscape his bedroom window coincidentally faces.

“So flexible.” He mumbles to himself, forehead resting against the window frame where he stands with his hand buried inside of his boxers, mindlessly thumbing at the slit of his cock for a hint of relief. Your mid-day sessions only last about over an hour, depending on how far you want to push yourself.

Sure, the splits always made his balls tighten up, having to slow down the pace and pull at his length, circling the base to quell the sudden urge to throw you up and down on his cock fully spread out.

But really, the extended puppy pose takes him over the edge every time.

Jerking off from his bedroom window has become unsatisfactory, the best part is really after when you walk in with your smile high off endorphins, gently patting the sweat that’s accumulated on your gorgeous décolleté.

“Oh Jeno, I thought you’d gone out.”

He hums, following your movements around the kitchen to replenish your hydration, noting the beads of sweat continuously rolling down between the dip in your back. His teeth bite down on the tip of his tongue, tempted to shove you up against the fridge and lick them all clean before falling to his knees to suck the dark patch between your thighs.

“Good workout?” Jeno never tries to hide that he’s checking you out, he makes it obvious everyday. “Looks like you really worked up a sweat.”

“Oh yeah, it’s so hot outside.” The lack of eye contact you’re able to maintain indicates discomfort, judging by the way you try to clean off your stomach and arms.

“My dad has a thing about sweat, right?” Jeno offhandedly mentions, not missing the awkward twitch in your cheek to hide a grimace. “That’s why you’re always so clean by the time he gets home? The water bill has to be through the roof with how often he has you doing laundry.. not that he cares.”

“I suppose his nose is a bit sensitive.”

“He always complained about how my mom smelled, her hair after a day of not washing, the smell of the dinner she cooked him on her hands still.” He continues, enjoying your lack of reply. “He’s picky about a lot of things, I’m sure you know what I mean.”

A fake smile shuts down the conversation, nodding toward the staircase. “It’s time for my shower.”

Jeno nods, shamelessly eyeing the stains of wetness under your large breasts, pushed together even tighter by the binding sports bra meant to keep you held in place through vigorous activity. “Wouldn’t want daddy to get mad now, would we?”

A wash of embarrassment has you scurrying away from your step-son quickly, leaving behind the small towel drenched in your sweat that immediately catches his attention.

Jeno definitely inherited the same sensitive sense of smell from his father, but unlike the old man he’d become more addicted to the different places his nose had led him to. A smirk lifts his lips, tucking the towel up above his mouth to deeply inhale. It’s mind-numbing how delectable you smell, he even sucks on the remnants of damp that hasn’t fully evaporated, quietly mewling within his chest.

The telltale sound of the upstairs shower from his father’s bedroom tears him from slipping into euphoric madness, cock already half-erect as he trudges up the stairs and finds himself tip-toeing into your bedroom, the bathroom door only softly creaking as he makes space to peer through. The daily routine of watching you scrub down every inch of skin, so smooth, hairless, meticulously shaving clean each short hint of stuble. His father must be real demanding of how his little stay at home house-wife should present herself, of course.

Bunching the nearly dried towel inside of his briefs, Jeno groans between clenched lips, rubbing the cotton fabric up and down his length, his heart rate pumping up to a high-speed when you lift a leg to reach deep between your thighs and leave the fleshy area hidden there completely bald.

That will change once he manages to infiltrate, he’ll make you change for him.

“You should go out son, I don’t want you hanging around the house.” Jeno’s dad doesn’t even bother to mask his disdain, shoving a wad of cash at his chest. “Scram.”

That would be too easy, it’s not as if his friends haven’t been blowing up his phone about some party tonight. He’ll plan to leave later and miss the sound of his father’s pig-like moaning squeals when he takes five minutes to fuck you. For now, his ass isn’t moving from one of the pool chairs, opting for the more shaded area under a large canopy to watch from.

Why would he want to miss out on the display you put on for his old man, stepping out in a tight little two piece bikini that does nothing to cover any of your curves. Jeno’s cock twitches as you slowly step out of your robe and his dad whistles making grabby hands at you to enter the pool. “Jump in, baby doll.”

Sick. God he hates hearing that old worn voice order your around. He hates how you giggle and enter from the steps, giving him a half-assed jump only for your breasts to lift up under your chin before the water immerses your perfect body, lifting back out pouring cascades of wet down your shoulders and arms before his dad snatches you up by the waist. “That’s my girl.”

Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five—

Jeno takes a deep breath through his nose, an irritating pinch forming between his eyebrows the more you indulge his father, dawning the smile only reserved for your husband: hugging him close between your mounds of breasts as he releases a deep moan and licks up your neck.

His stomach churns the longer he watches, shoving himself to stand and move to the jacuzzi where he can’t help but to still watch from, ignoring the daggers his father’s eyes shoot at him on his way in. He won’t dare enter the pool while the two of you canoodle in there, preferring to stay clueless as to what your lower halves could be up to, the sight of his dad’s thick ugly hands cupping your breasts from is behind already enough to make him gag.. maybe if not for the shocked moan you let out, wrapping around his wrists shyly. “Babe.. we’re not alone.”

You whisper, but Jeno traces the words from your lips, ducking lower into the jacuzzi until one of the jets rumbles against his stomach, chin grazing under the hot water.

“Ignore him.” His dad could give two fucks, squeezing under your chest with more firmness, pushing them together creating a long dip of cleavage.

Jeno can see the lack of comfort in your hidden gaze, keeping your eyelids lowered with a demure embarrassed smile, saving face only for your husband's pleasure. He knows if you couldn’t sense another pair of eyes on you, you’d be your usual bubbly coquettish self, flouncing around burying his dad’s face in your chest, giggling all loud and cute.

The thrill of watching your discomfort escalate makes his cock kick up, lowering down onto his knees for only his eyes to peer over the jacuzzi’s ledge, noticing the way your gaze skirts by quickly to not give him enough acknowledgment to feel seen, but to stay aware of just how much your step-son can see. It’s easy from the angle to remove his father’s existence behind you, especially when he shifts closer to the ledge and one of the jets blasts right against his groin.

A shiver runs up his chest, biting down on his bottom lip as he stays transfixed on your flimsily covered breasts abused and bounced around. He has to hold back a curse when he finally unties his swim trunks, tugging free his length right in front of the burst of bubbled water. The pressure pushing out of the jet breaks against his slit, choking down a groan when your gaze finally meets his, mouth tense and ashamed.

He can’t keep a smile off his face, tugging harder at himself as your forehead wrinkles together, breathily arched up by the force pushing your breasts up and down against the splash of blue chlorine water.

The water around him boils against his skin even hotter, short of breath under the heat, short of breath from the image of your lips parting open. Jeno imagines you can bend your neck forward and wrap around his girth passing between your tits, it wouldn't be hard to reach anyway. Jerking up, he pushes against the jet hole, cock instantly engulfed by an intense amount of pressure blowing out against him. The push and pull only causes his stomach to clench, sink in and hollow out his middle-section.

You were doing a better job at ignoring him before, unable to stop for seconds now to watch your step-son’s facial features contort together… he can’t, he wouldn’t..

Nostrils flare, shoulders hidden under the bubbly foam around him, jerking mindlessly into the jet. It’s like breaking a dam over and over again, the pressure of release spilling out against his thick size, the only thing missing being your convulsing slick warmth squeezing and fighting to push him free as he thrusts in harder, fucking you full beyond capacity you can handle.

Jeno could care less about the predicament he’s landed in here, stroking his cock without control like some wild animal, succumbing to his desires and needs to bend you into all kinds of positions. He knows he can too after weeks of watching you move your body bonelessly, get you twisted up like a pretzel, face down ass up, legs behind your head full-nelson you flat on your back with his dick full slotted inside, grinding down just to watch you fail to squirm away. He’d leave you with no room to move, let alone breathe, fat tits pushed up under your chin, jiggling up and down and up and down with each thrust.

“Fuck.” He’s close now, tongue lolling out at the gasp that hitches in your throat. Siren-like eyes glazed over from the constant manipulation your breasts have been put through. What a fucking pervert, watching you struggle to collect yourself and maintain your etiquette.

Does his dad even savor the way every inch of your body tastes? Does he suck on your tits until your nipples pebble up rock hard and dig into the roof of his mouth? Jeno never see’s a mark on you, no… daddy doesn’t play rough with his toys, does he.

Jeno would though, fuck he’d have you screaming to the high heavens. He can’t hide the bob of his head the closer he reaches, catching your fully widened eyes stuck on him, and your bikini top finally coming undone after minutes of tugging and kneading.

Hands too large to be yours come up just a second too late to cover over your exposed nipples allowing Jeno the chance to see how swollen and pert and big they’ve gotten, probably prodding at his dad’s hideous rough palms.

The wet bounce of fat under his control has him emptying out into the jet, most of his release blown away from the powerful stream mixing in with the rest of the ramped jacuzzi water.

He has to calm himself, overheated from the drop back down to reality, overheated from the sun burning down onto the already steamy hot tub of water. Taking his time, he’s lazy to exit, patting off his reddened chest and stinging skin to a somewhat dry finish. The heat hardly subsides with eyes on him, specifically yours..

“I said scram you damn brat.”

His father’s shrill tone gives him an excuse to glance over, most of your frame hidden by his wide back stretched around you to hug you against the pool wall for discretion to tie your top back up.

“Yeah yeah, don’t wait up for me.” Not that he would, Jeno didn’t really mean that for his father anyway. The lingering gaze grazing down his body taking in every crevice and dip of bare naked muscle though, part of him hopes that you will wait up. He means it though, even with one more glance your direction before heading inside, finding your eyes for only a millisecond.

Don’t wait up mommy, I’ll be too busy fucking any hole presented to me, maybe even multiple. Anything to curb the incessant growing need to get you alone, slam you down and fuck you until you’re ripping that ring off your finger.

Jeno has to admit, he’s impressed by how long you’ve held it together, managed to keep up your composure around him despite his best efforts to make you start to crack.

Soon. Real soon.

“You’re around the house way too much, either get a job or get out.” Jeno’s father barged into his bedroom after that little pool escapade. Throwing pamphlets for schools across the country at his face. “I put enough money in your bank account, it’s time for you to quit fucking around and make something of yourself.

Jeno knows deep down inside his father’s ulterior motivation came from an all too pretty adorable wife, evidently unhappy with the way his son has decided to forgo his gym membership in favor of walking around shirtless dripping in sweat after using the home equipment.

He couldn’t put up much of an argument with the old man. It’s not entirely your fault he found his ass on a train 7 hours away the next week, just in time for a new semester.

Sure, it’s not entirely your fault, he can’t put all of that insecure assholes blame on you.

But it is your fault, and that long silent train ride gave him all the time to ponder, reflect, plot, devise the next step. Work harder, fuck more, leave you with no choice but to wipe the drool from your chin at the mere sight of your step-son.

If only it could be that easy. He really can’t stand how reluctant you are to trip and fall, landing right into the palm of his hands breasts first. Can’t stand the way you still parade around town proudly introducing yourself as the Mrs. Lee. The side-eyes and whispers never affect you, too happy to give a damn with each guiltless swipe of your husband’s black American Express.

God, he can’t stand it. He can’t stand you.

Jeno really can’t stand his step-mom.

Not because you’re awful or even a bitch, no.. in fact, you’re perfect. Too perfect for his nasty cheater asshole father who could care less for his mother, now ex-wife.

“Ah Jeno, it’s so nice to have you home again.” Your sweet cheerful voice interrupts his fuming thoughts, the back of his head instantly relaxing in the mound of your breasts as you circle his neck and lean down to hug him. “You hungry? I stocked up on all of your favorites.”

Nuzzling back into your warm embrace, he sighs, eyes drifting shut to inhale the notes of peach and cucumber wafting from your freshly cleansed skin. Supple soft radiant skin he knows you spend meticulous hours of the day exfoliating, lotioning, massaging with oil only for your useless husband to rub his old disgusting rough hands upon.

“Missed cooking for me?” He mumbles, shifting to bury his nose in the column of your throat to fully immerse himself in your savory scent.

“Look how skinny you’ve come back, that school not feeding you properly or something?” You reprimand, patting over his flat stomach lightly. “I have to make sure to keep you full for the next couple of weeks before your break ends.”

Nudging the top of his head with your chin, you continue into the kitchen, still in your silky pajama set. Something short, hardly covering your abundant chest, dad wouldn’t have his young little trophy wife any other way, always ready for the taking.

Jeno can only imagine how many mornings his father has snuck up on you making breakfast, bending you over to fill you up before heading to work. Fucking bastard doesn’t deserve to even touch you, let alone any of those fake moans you must practice to please him.

“Are you worried about me?” Jeno’s chair scratches across the kitchen tile, slowly lifting up to get a better look at your buttcheeks squeezed by your panties, innocently bent over in search of a pan. “Maybe the school cafeteria doesn’t serve anything that satisfies my hunger.”

“I’ll fix that,” too distracted on your hunt for the right spices and oils, you fail to notice how close Jeno’s gotten, hovering behind you with a smirk as your robe slips from your shoulder. “You’re the one who wanted to go to school so far away. You could be eating my home cooking everyday if you’d just stayed local.”

“…is that so?” A grin teases at his lips, halting your hand from adjusting your robe to push it down left to fall at your feet.

A shiver runs up your spine sensing his breath fanning across your shoulder, palms smoothing down your waist to your hips. “Jeno?”

“I’m hungry, mommy.”

“Jeno? Wha—“ your hips stay locked in place, shoved against the kitchen counter by the stronger ones behind you knocking forward to trap you.

“I missed you too, mommy.” Shoving his hips forward, Jeno’s girth slots between your flimsily covered ass, rutting quickly to lodge between and create delicious friction against his cock. “You know what I really missed?”

“Je-Jeno.. what are you..”

“Last summer when you moved in, every different ridiculously tiny bikini you wore around the pool. Your fat tits barely contained, just how dad likes it huh? I guess we have that in common.” Keeping you held against the counter with his hips grinding in circles against your ass, hands find a way to your shoulders, swiftly dropping down the straps of your nightgown leaving your breast to bounce out freely. The morning crisp air circulating around the house breezes past your nipples, hardening the buds instantaneously.

“Sweetie, this.. this isn’t right, your dad—“

“Is an asshole.” Jeno bites, cupping your breasts that overflow in his hold, the fat squeezing between his digits pushing out a low groan from deep within his chest. “Fucking decrepit dickhead, bet he can’t even get hard from this alone? I’ve seen that erectile dysfunction prescription.. can’t even take care of you and fuck you right can he, mommy?”

To emphasize his point, Jeno’s hips swerve, fucking forward vigorously for the thick shape of his rod to slam between your panty covered behind, night gown bunched up over your hips from his incessant humping. “Can’t tell me a pretty young thing like you doesn’t miss it, hours and hours of getting the life fucked out of you.”

The kneading and massaging at your chest accompanied with your step-sons evidently large size has you panting, hands gripping the kitchen counter for some relief. Shaking your head, you try to ignore the way your hips rut back to find his, biting back a moan from escaping. “Jeno, please.. sweetie, d-don’t—your dad..”

A rough slap under your breast silences you, the fat rippling under Jeno’s strength as he delivers another slap, working in succession to bounce and smack each with his chin perched over your shoulder rambling on and on about how good you look like this. Perfectly pliant, needy, face full of ecstasy all thanks to your step-son.

“Dad has great taste, I’ll give the old fuck that.” Jeno snickers, teeth digging into the vein lining the side of your throat. “Had me hard as a rock fucking into my fist all summer, tried to get over you by filling up any hole.. couldn’t get your pretty body off my mind.”

“Jeno, baby.. w-we can’t. Your dad, he’ll.. he’ll kill you.”

Breath staggers against your neck at the term of endearment, hips fucking against you in earnest. “You think I fucking care about him? What about you? What about this mess you’ve made mommy? How can you do this to me? Tempt me all the time with these perfect fucking tits and expect me to leave you alone now?”

“I’m sorry, I’m s-sorry Jeno.. I didn’t—“

“Baby, I’m your baby.” Jeno pinches your nipples roughly, pulling and slapping forcing a loud echo of skin on skin to barrel across the kitchen. Jackhammering his hips faster against your ass. “Tell me to stop, don’t fucking tell me what dad wants. You tell me to stop.”

“B-baby… I-I…” a sad pathetic cry sounds, dropping forward loosely as your thighs tremble erratically, held up only the rough grip on your chest undoubtedly leaving behind marks of nails and bruising.

“Must be true.” Jeno grunts, shoving your underwear down. “Like father, like son.”

“Jeno, please, you can’t do this!” It’s harder now to fight him off, roughly taken by your chest, fondled like some little doll only there to pleasure him. “If—if he finds out—“

“Don’t worry about that senial bastard, he wouldn’t be able to read a sign even if it was spelled out for him.” Your step-son doesn’t relent, fucking against your panties roughly until the his stiffed up cock shoves the material between your ass. “You’re so wet for me, you feel that? Feel me?”

Jeno thrusts forward angling his size right between your poorly clenched thighs, ass bouncing back against his pelvic bone. “Think you can handle that? Too big for you mommy?” He reaches down to whip out his cock, expertly dragging his fully hard length out to slot against your soaked covered core. The contact makes his eyes roll up, long eyelashes fluttering rapidly impairing his vision for a minute as his size drags against the wet shape of your cunt.

“Oh fuck fuck.” Jeno refuses to cum like this, even if his stomach muscles contort and suck in viciously. He swallows down a hissed breath, jerking back to fuck against your drenched panties in earnest.

“J-Jeno.. please!”

“You want it, huh? Wanna get fucked by a big fat cock finally?” Jeno bites back a laugh, mostly a groan as the tip of his cock ruts against your clit. “Daddy can’t fuck you the way you need, can’t get you off. When’s the last time you had a real orgasm? Not that whiny shit you fake for him.”

Inner-turmoil loses to your arousal, forced to slide up and down what feels like a forearm between your thighs. Your good sense dissipates the more your cunt spreads around the girth pushing between your folds, aching to feel each pulsating vein lining your step-son’s length drag against your wet slick pussy.

“I’m… fuck Jeno..” between gasps and choked back moans, you weakly give him a thrusts back, faintly meeting his motion to rut against your clit and create a mind-numbing friction.

One of his palms lands against your ass like a crack of a whip, sending your chest to collide forward and press against the cool marble of the kitchen counter. “What did you call me?”

Gathering your underwear, Jeno pulls the material aside, sucking spit away that's gathered around his thirsty tongue upon seeing your cunt so ready to be wrecked and fucked. “Look at that tight hole, like a virgin. No way daddy’s fucking you right.”

You’re grateful that your brain hasn’t fully failed you yet, even with your step-son’s thick palms spreading your ass open continuing to spew nonsense out about the appearance of your perfect pussy. God knows you’d beg and confess how badly you need to cum— cum around your husband's son’s monster sized cock. “How am I going to fit in there mommy? I’m way too big for you.”

Jeno sounds sadistic, hawking out spit that lands and drips down to your entrance. “Should I be nice and prep you?” He laughs, a fake laugh, a mocking teasing laugh. “That would be too nice of me, wouldn’t it?”

He leans over your back, reaching for the basket of fruits and vegetables just past your head. “Should I be nice?”

Long fingers wrap around one of the cucumbers half hanging out of the basket, dragging the vegetable down to smack against your cheek. The solid food slaps your skin heavy and rough, making your step-son smile wide, highly pleased by the shame wrinkling your forehead together. “Mommy’s always so nice to me, always takes care of me so well.” Jeno taunts, leaning back and tapping the vegetable down your spine to run between your buttcheeks.

“I shouldn’t be too mean..” the thick tip of the cucumber meets your entrance, cold against your heated core making your hips shiver forward to get away.

“Baby..”

“Yeah, that’s right.” He presses in, cursing between gritted teeth as he watches you stretch open around the vegetable. It’s big, even then no competition for how wide the tip of his dick is alone. “Opening up so so pretty for me, mommy.”

He fucks the cucumber inside of you just half-way, sending your toes to arch up from the floor and scramble to grab at the kitchen counter; threatening to cut open your bottom lip with how hard you bite down to keep in a moan. The whole situation makes you feel dirty, disgusting, ashamed that you couldn’t stop him. That deep down inside you know you’d never stop him, you want it too much. Form the day you noticed your step-son watching you stretch from his bedroom window, to the time you caught a glimpse of him by the bathroom door as you scrubbed down and rinsed your naked body clean. You’ve always wanted him to make a move.

Maybe you’d been dreaming of this moment all along, adding your ingredients to the pot everyday until everything boiled over and spilled past the rim.

“So fucking nasty mommy.” Jeno keeps mumbling, thrusting the vegetable in and out of you, enthralled by the way it comes out stickier, coated with a thick layer of sheen. The wet dripping out past your cunt with each fill, spilling down your inner thighs to the kitchen floor like some whore that needs to be fucked and bred everyday. “Taking it so good, you’ll take me even better.”

His throbbing length slaps against your hip with each push and pull against your insides, hissing and groaning behind you the closer he reaches to stumbling over the edge. “You want that mommy? Want me to fuck you so good, make you forget about that huge rock weighing down your finger.”

Jeno doesn’t let you answer, not noticing the way you curl your hand into a fist to tuck away your wedding ring before discarding the cucumber as he rips you off the counter to shove you down to your knees.

“Fuck.” Gripping around his length he strokes quickly, reaching down to pull on one of your nipples and watch the fat perky mound jiggle under his ministrations.

“Gonna cum all over your perfect tits, push them together for me mommy.” Jeno slaps your breast impatiently, balls tight and tensed up between his thighs doing his best to stave off his orgasm from barreling out.

Eyes filled with big watery tears gaze up in a daze, cupping your substantial fat tits together making the perfect little pocket pussy for his cock to slide between. “Oh fuckkk.”

Jeno’s neck drops forward, slamming up between your squished breasts. Teeth grinding together to stop himself from screaming at the visual of your heavy perfect tits bouncing around his size, the tip of his length nearly hitting under your chin with each thrusts up against your chest. “So good mommy, so fucking good!”

Jeno reaches for your jaw, squeezing in roughly and smacking your cheek to pop open your lips. “Just like that, so fucking hot.” It’s everything he’s dreamt about. Nights stuck inside of his dorm room looking up milf porn, step-son breeding step-mom, juicy breasts bouncing on his computer screen that could never compare to how good this feels.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He cries out, thrusting against your chest harder, forcing the weight of your breasts up and back down into your palms, bouncing deliciously. Slapping your cheek again, digits dig into your cheeks and drop a wad of spit in. Pleased from his high up angle as you stay open and let him watch it glide down to the back of your throat. “Fuck fuck fuck!”

Jeno tugs away, cock slapping down on your parted lips before reaching for the tip to squeeze around and release into your mouth. “Swallow all of it.” He moans out, circling your throat with his other hand to feel himself slide down. “That’s it, so good for me mommy.”

The smug smile he gives you before hoisting you up to sit on the table you share meals with your husband at lets you know this is far from over. “Don’t be rude mommy.” Jeno pouts, pushing space for himself between your thighs. Soft palms stroke up and down almost like a warning. “Say thank you.”

He smirks, sinking down to bury between your thighs and proceed to use his tongue in ways your husband never has.

“Dinner looks great!” Your poor unsuspecting husband sits down right where his son had his meal with you mere hours ago(one that had your back split up in an arch and your eyes meeting the back of your skull), hands clasped together before the plate you serve him.

“Now now,” Jeno chimes in, moving to stand from the dinner table to grab a bowl from the fridge. “I see no greens on that plate, didn’t your doctor warn you about that high cholesterol?”

Your husband eyes his son suspiciously, too focused on the little brat to see the sheer panic running over your face behind his side. “I found this new cucumber salad recipe, I think you’ll really like it dad.”

He smiles, an endearing sweet genuine smile, a smile that could easily make you forget what type of evil menace you’re really dealing with here. “Here, try it out.”

To your absolute horror, Jeno sets down a bowl of seasoned, finely chopped, and wet cucumber before his father, nodding eagerly.

“You put poison in this or something?” He grumbles, stabbing at the slices before shoving a batch into his mouth and chomping with a pleased hum. “Not bad, not bad at all. What’s that flavor?”

His son grins wide, eyes large and full of mirth.

“I knew you’d like it, got a kick to it right?” He blinks up to meet your mortified gaze, biting down on your fingernails as your mind shouts frantically- he wouldn’t!.. he would!.. no, no, HE WOULDN’T.

As if he can read your thoughts, Jeno winks at you, clapping his father on the shoulder. “I guess we have the same taste, daddy.”

“Don’t dare bother to throw any parties while I’m gone.” Jeno’s father glares at him, pointer finger digging between his chest. “No funny business you hear me? You need to show your step-mom some respect.”

Jeno has a hard time hiding a smug smirk, having to bite down on the insides of his cheeks to contain himself. “Oh dad, trust me, I will show her nothing but the utmost respect. You have nothing to worry about.”

His father squints, skepticism crossing his wrinkled features as he takes in his son’s face once more before heading out to bid you a long goodbye filled with lingering wet kisses.

“Right. You know what? These vacation breaks from school really seem unnecessary. Why can’t you be normal and go on trips to different party cities like the rest of the guys your age?” He scoffs, waving him off flippantly, not even a hug? Jeno clutches his chest dramatically, following after to watch the two of you say your goodbyes from the top of the staircase.

“If he bothers you..” Thick calloused fingers hold your chin delicately, nothing like the nimble boney ones that dug into your face just a few days ago and forced your mouth open to spit past your tongue. Jeno doesn’t really care to tune in, more amused than anything by the little act you keep up. Such a cute young sweet house-wife, more dolled up than your usual for a morning session of pilates. The extra effort put into your appearance no doubt for his father’s benefit, a pretty vision for him to leave behind. It’s not as if the 2 minutes it took for him to fuck you this morning wasn’t enough for the old man.

Jeno hums to himself, catching your line of sight before you follow after his dad to say bye from the driveway as he enters his ride to the airport. Maybe that’s fear in your eye, but excitement builds up his chest nonetheless; you’ll have no arms to run to now. Nowhere to hide that he won’t be able to find you, no asshole of a father to whisk you away from him. At least not for the next foreseeable 24 hours.

That’s why he goes back to bed, his father rudely awoke him this morning with a loud cursed groan after climaxing out of breath and falling onto your bed with a loud thud. He’s surprised the old man hasn’t keeled over and died yet trying to get his rocks off with you. Jeno sighs thinking about the past few days as he lays back down and buries his face into his pillow, you really have been doing a great job of avoiding him.

That doesn’t mean he misses the silent glances and hesitant looks, or the stiffness in your spine whenever he so much as passes by. No, he notices everything you do, even how you’ve been locking your bedroom door when taking showers now. It’s cute really, a game more than anything now as he rests his eyes and hums, imagining you’ve come back inside and surveillanced the downstairs area for your big scary step-son, probably sighing in relief that he’s left you alone. For now.

He’ll let you get your lovely perfect morning routine on, build up a nice sweat that gets your heart racing, high off endorphins from stretching and straining your muscles with various exercises. He’d prefer it that way really, and judging from the time— soon, soon you’ll be on your way to the kitchen to refresh with a nice chill glass of electrolytes. What a pleasant easy life his father has granted you, all you have to grant him in return is your body. It’s no wonder you work daily to keep up appearances for the old man.

Jeno’s mother had never cared much to fulfill his father’s porngraphic ideals of how women should look and act, but you, ah he really struck gold with you. He can’t deny that if he had found you first, he would have ate you alive.

“Oh.”

Your step-son’s not surprised to see you exit the newly renovated makeshift room filled with gym equipment(that used to be for his gaming consoles), gently patting your sweat glistened skin off as the door opens and unveils him standing there across from you expectantly.

“Figured you wouldn’t want me to share such a small space with you.” Jeno says, making no effort to disguise his gaze, dragging down from your chest to your hips and stopping between your thighs to moisten his lips. “All sweaty, out of breath, making sounds that could read as inappropriate..”

Tight-lipped, you nod and ignore him before stepping out and motioning inside the gym room. “All yours.”

“Everything?”

Jeno’s arm launches forward before you can take another step, pausing you dead in your tracks against the hallway wall, a less than innocent grin stares back at you. He cocks an eyebrow, following the beads of sweat raining down your forehead at faster speed the closer he inches forward until you’re pressed up against the wall with little room to free yourself.

“You thought I’d make this easy, didn’t you?” He huffs through his nose, bending at his neck to perch his nostrils right above your throat and swallow down the fresh scent of your hard work. “Burned up a real good sweat for daddy?”

“Jeno, can we talk first at least?” You squirm, leaning back as much as you can with feet flat to the ground in an attempt to slither down the wall inconspicuously. “I don’t want your dad to suspect anything, what happened the other day..”

“When you came around my tongue and begged me to fuck you?” He interrupts, pressing his forehead forward to hold yours in place, voice gruff and deep. “Or when daddy enjoyed his meal? Were you scared mommy? Don’t worry, I won’t let him do anything to you.”

“That’s not it, I’m married to your father!” You smack his chest to push yourself free, digging your palms into his muscular pecs without much budge. The contact only riles him up more, releasing a growl and bumping his nose closer to yours. “Please! Jeno, I’m all sweaty and disgusting. Let me take a shower first at least.”

“Why would I let you do that? And ruin all of this for me?” This being the sweat Jeno proceeds to lick from the divet between your collarbone, slurping his way down to your ample breasts squeezed snuggly inside of a tight sports bra. “Fuck, you taste so fucking good.”

Hearing his praise only makes you squeamish, struggling more to shove him away and break free from his biceps bracketed around you. “Please, I smell! Don’t be gross!”

It’s laughable to even ask this of your step-son, especially after having to sit and watch your husband munch away on a phallic shaped vegetable that his son had just used to get you off with.

“I’m gonna need you to shut up mommy,” Jeno scoops the soaked fabric of your bra under your breasts, pushed up higher forming two round mounds perfect for sucking on. “Nothing gross about you, or this.” Teeth bury into the perky fat of your chests, sucking roughly, rough enough to hurt but not leave marks behind.

Jeno can’t stop his hips from rutting forward, grinding his aching thickening cock against your stomach. His basketball shorts don’t do much to conceal how hard he is already, having chubbed up in his room from the thought alone of what he planned to do to you today. He has enough respect for you to leave no signs of bruising behind on your chest, but that doesn’t mean he cares when you cry out to stop again and pull away with your weak nails scratching at the wall.

“You really want me to stop?” He asks, cock dragging up and down from between your pelvis to just above your navel. “Tell me the truth mommy, I know he can’t fuck you the way I can. Know you’re desperate for it, want your sweet little step-son to hang you off his fat 9 inch cock? Come on mommy.” Jeno’s drooling between each word, slathering your chest in spit between his muffled speech and consistently sucking. “Admit it, wanna get fucked so bad.”

“N-no.. please, baby, don’t—“

Jeno’s chest rumbles, groaning loudly as he reaches to pull your bra off, rolling the wet material up for your breasts to bounce out lewdly. The smack of your chest meeting the top of your ribcage and breasts clapping together makes you squeal, quickly shutting your eyes in shame.

“Fuck, so sexy mommy. Don’t hide from me, don’t hide any of this from me.” He squeezes your chest roughly, jutting your nipples out to form perfect taut pacifiers to suck on. Jeno’s tongue works feverishly, sucking and licking at your pert buds until they fully harden to a painful point under the vacuuming pull from his mouth.

Jeno leaves your chest swollen, blood rushed to the skin he’s sucked on viciously. He hums, examining how heavy they weigh down in his palms, gripping and kneading, shoving his face between your cleavage just to hear you squeal and struggle to inch away from him. So damn cute.

“That old assholes really manipulated you well,” he grumbles, licking up the trickles of sweat dripping down from your nape to your shoulders and chest. “Has you thinking this is gross? That you are gross? What the fuck is wrong with him, huh? I should kick his fucking ass.”

“Don’t talk about your dad like that..” you whimper, biting back a moan when he bites and tugs at one of your hard nipples, jiggling your other breast against his face. Even with your mind battling between lust and guilt, you can’t help but to feel bad.

“He doesn’t deserve you.” Jeno whispers, leaning in to plant a firm kiss on your lips to shut you up. “He doesn’t even appreciate you.”

His hand cups between your legs, making your thighs lock around his wrist as he cups your sweat soaked mound. Shorts still wet after your vigorous workout. “Baby, not there, please please.”

“Mommy, I’m not going to tell you to be fucking quiet again.” He grins, licking your lips before sliding down your body to his knees. Jeno peers up, eyes sparkling in a dreamy almost innocent way, like a kid in a candy store. “I’m nothing like him.”

To prove his point, his face drops forward between your legs. The fight you put up to keep him out is useless, overpowered by his much larger stronger size as his arms come to wrap around your thighs and pull you apart allowing for his nose to drag up and down your sweaty slick soaked workout shorts.

“Jeno!” Your neck drops back weakly, eyes rolling shut at the sensation of your step-son pulling the material of your shorts with the suction of his mouth alone. Tonguing and sucking on the fabric to absorb the remnants of sweat that poured down and collected between your thighs. Pulling on his hair serves you no advantage, completely under his control as he grinds your cunt against his face roughly.

The only resolution you find comes from covering your face to hide your moans of pleasure, whimpering into your hands the more he licks between your folds shaped by your thin shorts clinging to your center.

Jeno sounds like a rabid animal down there, devouring his way through the best meal he’s ever had. The first sound of a rip sends your spine to straighten out, reaching back down to pull on his hair. “What are you doing!”

He groans, more turned on by your hands digging into his scalp and pulling roughly. Scooping around your thighs for more leverage, Jeno pulls at your shorts and bites down the seam until they give, ripping enough of a hole for his digits to push through and expand. A growl vibrates against your center as he dives in, teething your thin underwear away to roll his tongue against your clit.

“Oh my Go—“ out of breath you arch against his mouth, head shaking side to side and banging into the wall behind you. “Jeno!”

His tongue hardens and swirls against your clit, stimulating each nerve until your feet kick against his back and your hips jerk forward enough to ride his face. He can hardly breathe between your thighs, unbothered by the lack of air reaching his brain as he strokes your clit in expert motion until your cunt spasms against his mouth. Shouting out with your palm hitting flat against the wall as you release down his chin, entrance rocking along the lower half of his face despite the sensitivity throbbing around your middle.

Jeno laps at his mouth like a thirsty dog, slapping your exposed core before moving to stand and wrap around your waist to ensure you can’t run. Not that you will.

“You ready for it.” Resting your hand on his groin, your step-son rushes you up the stairs, scooping under your thighs to reach your bedroom faster.

“In here?!?” You grimace, head shaking to begin pleading. “Not where we slee—“

“Hush.” Jeno doesn’t give you more of an opportunity to argue, immediately hooking into your shorts and underwear to pull them off, only throwing them aside after stuffing the wet fabric under his nose to get a deep inhale. “God damn.”

As much as he wants to let this moment wash over him, the reality of having his wildest fantasy come true, laid out flat in his prick of a father’s bed, legs spread open showing off the prettiest pussy he’s ever seen; Jeno can’t deny how badly he needs to fuck you before he cums in his pants. He’s never been this turned on before, slapping your thigh as he reaches to turn you over onto your stomach, cunt all shiny and raw from the back, squished between your legs making his head spin even more somehow. There’s no way in fucking hell his dad deserves you, not one bit.

Reaching to shove down his shorts, Jeno pats his pocket for his phone, swiping it out discreetly to hit record and perch the device against one of your pillows; making sure to keep it out of your sight before he adjusts between the backs of your thighs. “I’ll fuck your ass too.” He says with a stroke of his thumb between your buttcheeks. “Gonna need more cucumbers for that though.” He snickers, finding a photo from your honeymoon framed on your bedside table, the side you sleep on of course.

Flipping off his father’s cheesy grin, he reaches over to slam the photo down. This is his moment after all, no one else's.

He’d never let you know how raging hard his dick feels right now, lining up the tip to your waiting hole. Having to roll his tongue back to stop himself from blurting out the amount of times he’s busted a nut into his hand, on his stomach, fuck even the pool jacuzzi jets more than a few times by now. All thanks to his precious step-mom, so carelessly displaying every inch of skin, fueling his perverse brain more than you even realize

“Knew you’d take it so good for me,” it’s better than getting a taste of you, which he didn’t think was possible. The stretch of your cunt expanding around his wide girth, skin pulled over the head of his cock struggling to keep him out and somehow pull him in at the same time.

“Gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.” Jeno says in a more cocky tone, feeling more confident than ever now with half of his length inching inside of you. Pussy walls trembling around his size, sucking around the fat meat pulsing its way inside. No college slut, no amount of lotion to aid his palm, no graphic image available on a free adult website would ever come close to this.

Fully sheathed inside, he sounds out of breath, listening to your whimpers and moans you try to hide with your bedding tugged between your teeth. He glances at his phone quickly, positioning himself to pull out slowly and fall into a rapid pace, dropping his lower half to yours faster and faster until you’re screaming out. The way you scramble to grab onto something—arms flailing out to grab your bed for purchase only encourages him to fuck you faster. Slapping your ass with each powerful thrust.

“Best dick you’ve ever taken, don’t fucking lie to me.” Jeno demands, delivering another harsh slap to your ass before ramming forward balls deep. The collision of his palm cracks around your bedroom, knocking a loud cry from your chest. You nod rabidly in response, gasping deliriously with each pointed thrust. “Say it! Who fucks you this good!”

“You! You baby! Only you!” His phone’s camera stays angled filming your sides, albeit shaky and hard to capture the complete fucked out devestation that’s taken over your pretty face, it’s enough. Enough for him to get off to later, enough to get his way every single time if he needs to.

“That’s right,” Jeno angles his hips to fuck you full with each heavy land of his lower half, pushing your ass up with every clapping shout of skin on skin sounding out between your bodies. “Only me, only your baby.”

The camera tips over, screen gone black directed at the ceiling only recording the sounds of your moans and broken words between each other, Jeno’s gruff heavy panting breaths. The crash of your bodies rocking your headboard against your bedroom wall in a way he’s never once heard his father achieve.

“I’ll never stop fucking you now.” His bicep locks under your chin, forcing your waist to arch forward almost painfully; just enough to strain your lower back. “You’re mine.”

He follows with a growl, lips pressed up to your cheek, laving at whatever skin he’s able to reach. With another roll of his hips, he comes to a still, the thick muscle of his arm around your neck popping out in flex as his body tightens up and locks around your throat. Biting back a moan, Jeno’s release pours inside of you, hot and thick ropes of cum aimed deep inside of you before pulling out the rest of the way to spill between your ass and thighs. “Fuck!”

He sighs, kissing the top of your head to make sure your eyes have shut before reaching for his phone to record the beautiful mess left on your body. He wants to keep going on about how his dad will never fuck you to the point of nearly passing out, dragging his fingers through the mix of your releases before bringing them to his mouth to suck on.

One taste and Jeno knows he won’t stop fucking you until that ring slips off your finger for good.

“Hope he wasn’t too much to put up with while I was gone.” Your husband wraps around you from behind, chin resting on your shoulder. “Next break I’ll have him go stay with his mother.”

“It’s okay my love, he really doesn’t bother me..”

“Hmm, well he sure bothers me.” He sighs, burying his nose into your hair. “Trying a new shampoo?”

“No…” you hold back from making a face, not having had time to thoroughly clean yourself all squeaky clean thanks to your step-son fucking you through the night.

“Oh..” his nose scrunches, pulling away at the sensation of his phone vibrating against your hip. “God, what the hell can this kid want now?”

It has to be Jeno. As unsuspecting as you can, you shift to peer over your shoulder where your husband stands with his eyebrows twisted together. “Why did he send me a video.”

He presses play, immediately setting off your fight or flight response and mentally mumbling off a thank you for the kitchen counter keeping you steady on your feet. The sound of your moans blast from your husband’s phone accompanied by heavy deep grunts, skin clapping against skin and his phone screen covered by the image of your lower half rippling under the weight of your step-sons brutal unrelenting thrusts.

“What in the—“

“Oh my god!” You shriek, slapping a hand over your mouth to quiet your shock. Another text pops up at the top of the screen not even a minute later.

Jeno- ‘Sorry about that dad, meant to text that to my group chat. My mistake.’

“This fucking kid.” Your husband mutters, continuing to watch the video with squinted eyes. “The time stamp on this is from the other night?”

To your horror, he looks at you with an even more confused expression, swiping the video away before it comes to an end. “Did that little shit have someone over? After I made myself clear—“

“He went out!” You blurt out, nodding and catching yourself with a grip on the counter behind your back. “I didn’t think to mention it, but he went out that night. Don’t know when he came back.”

Your husband nods, glaring back at his phone. “I guess he got that insatiable sex drive from me.” He grins at that, humored by his own intrigue watching the girl his son was hooking up with. “Got my type too.” Leaving out the part about a tight little ass, he leans over to grab yours with a squeeze and plants a kiss on your cheek.

You offer a laugh, forcing it to sound less uncomfortable than you feel. “You should delete that text babe, I don’t like that you could be looking at other girls when I’m right here.”

“Is my sweet angel jealous?” He chuckles, slapping your butt and opening his phone to show you as he deletes the message. “My son could never land himself a woman that comes close to you, believe me. You have nothing to be worried about.” With a kiss to your lips he makes to exit and head to your bedroom to shower, leaving you alone to collapse against the counter and quell down the urge of panic trapped in your chest.

The buzz from your phone halts your breakdown, grasping over the kitchen island for it to see new messages from your step-son.

Jeno- ‘You think daddy may prefer these?’

Attached are different angles, showing off more of the bed you sleep in with your husband every night, catching peeks of your pleasured face. Jeno’s behind you in the thumbnails sharing an equal image of rolled up eyes and lips parted open. You don’t need to hit play to know how obscene each video must be.

Jeno- ‘You’ll be sure to keep your pretty mouth shut if you know what’s good for you, right? I know you’re a smart girl.’

An image of your legs parted open from behind sends next, backside covered in a mess of your step-son’s cum and wet arousal smeared around your thighs.

Jeno- ‘Be good for me mommy.’

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just married

JUST MARRIED, EDDIE DIAZ X FEM!READER

APART OF THE 'ROLLING UP THE WELCOME MAT' SERIES

SUMMARY: after leaving LA, y/n flies to nashville, reflecting on her marriage with eddie, staring at the pictures of the two on their wedding day, wondering how they went from love, to just married.

inspired by just married by kelsea ballerini

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lowercase intentional! wc: 1.07k

warning: mentions of sex (no smut), divorce, swearing, marriage problems, brief alcohol mention.

a/n: THIS IS SO SHORT I AM SO SORRY BUUUT! i am so excited about this series, and im SO SO SO excited to write the next chapter !!! 

“SO YOU AND EDDIE ARE GETTING A DIVORCE BECAUSE HE WAS COMING HOME LATE?”

“i’m sure that there was a good reason for the fact that he was coming home late. there has to be.”buck tried to reason with the girl, and she shook her head slightly as she fixed the glasses that were on top of her head, “you two could’ve worked that out!”

“it was more than that buck.”she whispered, trying everything she could not to cry, “there was more than just that buck, we haven’t been on the same page for years.”

“y/n, you and eddie are the only thing that makes sense in my life. if the two of you break up, nothing in this world makes sense.”buck stressed, and y/n stood in front of him, with her hands shaking.

“buck the only reason i’m in LA is to sign the divorce papers. our marriage started to fall apart years ago.”she tried to tell him, but buck couldn’t accept it, “it started 10 months after we got married.”

—

(ONE MONTH BEFORE.)

“I WROTE A NEW SONG.”

y/n announced as she sat down with her producer brynn, who gave the girl a look as the h/c girl sat on the floor of the studio,  “i was looking at the old wedding pictures i had up in the apartment last night and started writing.”

“what’s the lyrics?”brynn questioned, before y/n pulled out her phone, and opened up her notes app, grabbing the lyrics.

“i don’t think i lied when i said i wanted that life.”she started, tapping her fingers against the ground, with her wedding band still in plain view, “maybe i was too young to understand what i wanted at all.”

“but baby it was true, with all that i knew, it felt like forever that december two.”she went on, not daring to glance up, knowing her bloodshot eyes would give away everything, “a fairytale start, with us crossing our hearts, we rode off in a car that said “just married.””

she stopped herself after the first verse, before clearing her throat and pushing her beanie down on her head more, “the rest of the lyrics are a bit rough and have to be cleaned up if we’re able to do that today.”

“yeah of course.”brynn nodded, before grabbing out a notebook and a pen, helping the girl fix up the lyrics, before they had quickly moved onto creating a sound, one that reminded the h/c girl of a wedding song.

“i don’t know what i’m supposed to do with my wedding dress now.”y/n’s voice rasped as they took a little break, and brynn looked at the girl with such sadness in her eyes, knowing exactly what the girl was going through.

“if you do anything with this song, either releasing it as a single or even have a music video for it, wear your dress in it.”brynn suggested, and the singer shrugged, picking at the rug of the studio floor, “it’s a gorgeous dress, and you can create better memories with it.”

“i feel bad about wanting out knowing chris is going to get caught in the middle of all of this.”she whispered, feeling tears threatening to spill as she thought about the boy who she adored, “i just couldn’t stay there any longer. i couldn’t continue killing myself over a marriage that was one-sided.”

“and you shouldn’t have to.”brynn reassured the girl, grabbing her hand and giving it a comforting squeeze, “in this instance, you have to put yourself first, and if leaving is the solution, then so be it.”

“chris will forgive you.”brynn told her, causing y/n to look up at her, “i’ve met the kid. he will forgive you.”

after a bit, y/n got up wordlessly and walked into the studio with the notebook, giving it one shot to sing the entire song without crying, which is something she hadn’t been able to do yet. once she got through the first part of the song, she looked up at brynn who gave her a reassuring smile.

“long distance text, make-up-for-time sex, tired of asking when i’ll see you next.”she sang, with flashes of memories from when she would constantly text eddie, asking when she would be able to see him next, the endless booked flights that he constantly missed to go and see her, “i’m too mad to fight, so i’ll stare and cry at the picture of you, and me wearing white.”

“just married.”

“but i wasn’t made for fixing a plate, and keeping our problems buried.”she went on, feeling her heart shatter into a million pieces, just like a plate would after it had been dropped onto the ground, “no i wasn’t strong enough to hold on, with all of the weight i carried.”

“yeah it was love, then it was just married.”

flashes of her wedding went through her mind, with the vivid taste of veuve they had drank as their celebratory drink on her taste buds. their vows ringing through her mind, always promising to stick by each other throughout everything.

everything little memory of the past five years tainted from her soon to be ex husband, and every little thing they had done together.

“but dammit i wish i wasn’t this ready, to undo i do.”she paused, swallowing hard, knowing she had one more verse left before she was finished with the song, “but i wasn’t made for fixing a plate, and getting divorced sounds scary.”

“but i’m just not strong enough to hold on, with all of the weight that i carried.”she admitted, playing with the strings of her hoodie, knowing she was at the finish line, “yeah it was love, it really was.”

“then it was just married.”

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To make these bar chart race, all series titles in the VIdeo Games Category on December 21 (or the closest date to it) of every year were copy-pasted from Wayback Machine to Google Sheets, rearranged according to number of fanworks, and then inputted to Flourish to turn into a bar chart race. November 2022 is based on November 14, 2022 data.

The Walking Dead & Related Fandoms was actually in the top 10 in 2015-2018, but has been removed from the Video Game category  in 2022. It is now tagged only with the TV Show category, but does not appear in its list of fandoms. Works tagged with it show up in The Walking Dead (TV) tag.

In 2011, Dragon Age: Origins disappeared from the Video Games category and its page redirected to "Dragon Age", which was not in the list of fandoms before that year. It was added back to the list  the next year, however.

Ivalice Alliance was actually in top 10 from 2010-2012, but was removed from the VIdeo Game category list in 2015 onwards. Its page now redirects to Final Fantasy XII.

In 2011, Dragon Age: Origins disappeared from the Video Games category and its page redirected to "Dragon Age", which was not in the list of fandoms before that year. It was added back to the list  the next year, however.

Final Fantasy VII (Comp.) is short for Compilation of Final Fantasy VII.

Thanks for understanding and hopefully I didn’t mess up anywhere! 🙏

[pentagonieslut]

hii!! this is my first time requesting something so sorry if its too vague, but i wanted to ask what do you think dkb's reactions would be to dry humping? appreciate your work and I'm glad to see a bb writing something on this app cause there's literally no dkb fics🥲

hi cutie ! i gotcha haha ! i put it in a headcanon type style too if that’s okay with you ! hope you like it ! <3

DKB REACTION : dry humping

E-CHAN:

you were at a basketball game, him hugging you from behind as you stood up for the final 10 minutes

it was packed so you were already pressed up against him

him slowly bricking up is a lie- he’s been bricked up since you were looking a little too good for his liking in public. he wanted you to look the way you looked now in private

you knew it too that he was bricked..so you took it into your own hands

first pretending to stand on your tip toes to see the players

then pretending to pick something up

finally- outright going for it

his hands grabbing your waist tightly as he hisses

he moves up and down against you, letting out the tiniest whine

“fuck if we weren’t going to an after party i’d rip your clothes off right now”

he can’t hide it so he has to change clothes into bigger ones

D1:

you guys were watching a movie

you were desperate to have some attention since he just revoked your punishment from testing him two weeks ago

deciding the movie was a good time to try to get some action, you moved

you turned around to koala bear hug him and play a ‘im tired’ card

he thought nothing of it and started stroking your back gently to lull you to sleep

moving your hips, he froze and glanced at you quickly thinking you were just joking

when you continued on he got what you were trying to do and let you continue

“babydoll if you wanted me to help you feel something, you should’ve asked”

he lifted his hips up as if to thrust into you causing you to whimper from his action

he just continues watching the movie and let’s you help yourself- his motto:

want it? work for it.

once you grinded harder down against him, continuing to make yourself get off

“did you finish princess? good girl, now let’s clean up this mess hm?”

TEO:

(his fucking arms,, i want him to choke me like he hates me with a burning passion)

you were doing the take me down dance that he created, preparing to do a dance video to it

both of you have the hots for each other but he doesn’t know how to ask you out since you’ve got the powerful aura that makes everyone bite their lips

you were wearing shorts since you’ve been practicing all day and just a sports bra

part of the choreography had you hovering above him- just a couple of inches above him

couldn’t stand the fact he was unintentionally be teased

your legs started hurting and you ended up sitting on top of him

which he was okay with

continuing to dance that part, you grinding on him as you only have a sly smile through the mirror

the loudest groan leaves his mouth

you both forget about the dance and he smashes his lips against yours as you continue grinding on him

once you stop and get off him as to not get in trouble, you wink at him and disappear for a ‘break’

HEECHAN:

with him i highly doubt you’ll even dry hump

like deadass

wooyoung’s little brother frfr

as soon as he started

he’d stop and just fuck you then and there

please when he danced to PTSD

FUCK

has the prettiest whines i bet

but tease him enough, he might just show you why he’s the head choreographer

GK:

this is unintentional but

you were all in the car

they wanted to take you to this luxe studio they rented since it reminded you of the one you have back home

you were sitting in his lap, the road being bumpy

you planted yourself as hard as you could against him

the bouncing didn’t help the fact that every twist and turn you were grinding on his throbbing cock

whispers into your ear

“please try to hold onto something that will give you stability and not make you move”

his face was red because he was with his members

they wont let him live it down

his moans were about to burst through his throat

only wished for it all to end

LUNE:

you were at the pool in the middle of the night

he had his eyes closed as he relaxed and listened to the music coming from the speaker

sneaking onto the daybed next to him

you grin and rather than hump him, you lick a stripe up his cock

simulating that you were sucking him off

you suck and he opens his eyes and moans

he’s pretty but that moan is prettier

lemme stop before my thoughts win

JUNSEO:

FUCK HES ADORABLE

I LOVE U BIG BEAR

anyways

y’all were sleeping

then it got hot

so you started moving whilst in his iron bear hug

he woke up because you were moving way too damn much

hearing your whines turned him on and he bricked up

“b-baby please? stop moving? let me sleep?”

he forced you awake and gave the cutest smile that had the scariest meaning behind it

sheepish apology

can’t recover so he dances away

YUKU:

he’s so soft my heart 🥺

he’d be sort of surprised that you even asked him

this boy just smiled and says sure

you take it slow

the tiniest sound made by someone else besides the two of you makes him freeze

he’ll help you or try to make you feel good

might even pull something out his ass that yuta aniki taught him

he laughs at your whines and smiles softly

encourages you to do it as many times you like

he might even get handsy and do something for you instead

HARRY JUNE:

“right now? for real?”

“hyungs are going to come in soon”

“try it”

sitting in his lap on the dance floor

under the guise of finding a comfortable position

he moans out loud once

then chokes and turns red

keeps his head down

notices his precum showing

gets shy

is shocked that he can’t combat nor tease anymore

all because he’s chokeheld by you

now he wants to just go to his room and screw you until you black out

[imdoingsortagay]

Opposites

Summary: Valkyrie and Wanda leave you alone for the day while they attend to their separate duties, what’s the worst that could happen 

Warnings: Smut(18+content below), Top!Valkyrie, Top!Wanda, Bottom!Fem Reader, strap on, pussy slapping, rough sex, fingering, oral ( R giving, Wanda receiving), dirty talk. 

word count: 5.3k

a/n: This is the horniest mf thing i’ve ever written but i loved it so much also big shout out to @chelleztjs18 for the title who’s amazing as always. 

18+ content below besties so minors do not interact.

Happy reading besties 

All they told you was to not touch yourself while they were gone attending to your duties. Valkyrie had some meetings to go to as the king of New Asgard while Wanda had to help the Avenger as the Scarlet witch. They even promised you a nice reward for you for behaving but as the hours passed, no sign of them coming home. 

All of the house was clean, you didn’t have anyone to talk to so it’s not like they’ll figure out that you decided to have some fun of your own. 

It was so wrong of you to assume because Valkyrie had installed a couple of cameras 2 days in case of robbers but it ended up being a great way to keep track of you. Sure Wanda could just use her power to do that but Valkyrie had convinced her it’d be the more fun option. They both had access to the cameras meaning they could check up on you whenever they wanted from whatever place they are at. Valkyrie was going to tell you in the morning but never got to since there were some urgent King duties she had to deal with but decided to wait til she got home, just to see what happens with you.

Four hours into them being gone, you were bored out of your mind and missing both your mommy and daddy dearly. The way Valkyrie fucks you, her arms, Wanda’s soft voice, and encouragement when Daddy was roughly going at your pussy. As you thought about them more, you felt yourself getting wetter. With all the free time that you have thought about them, it’s making you feel so needy but it would be a couple more hours til either of them would come back home. 

It wouldn’t hurt if you just touched yourself while they're gone right? 

It’s not like they’ll ever find out. 

So after a couple more minutes of thinking it out, you take off your bottoms ( no underwear of course per Valkyrie’s instructions), and start to run your fingers through your folds. You were soaked beyond belief just from Wanda and Valkyrie not being here and it made you feel so dirty in the best way possible. Even with all the training that both women gave you when you first got together, there was no way you could last because you would have soaked your shorts.

Meanwhile, Valkyrie was back at her office, happy to get some time to rest before her next meeting which had to do with adding a small amusement park in town to attract more people to the tourist destination when she got a notification from her app. She thought it’d just be Thor messaging yet another dumb meme when she realized it was from her surveillance app. 

It was just you in the house at the moment, why would it be notifying her of something? Still curious as to what’s happening at home, Valkyrie decides to check and is surprised to see you on the floor touching yourself, moaning and whining like a slut. The shorts that she had chosen for you to sleep in were left behind and valkyrie wishes she could have gotten the upgraded set so she can talk to you at this moment.

“ oh that dumb mutt, “ she says as the video continues, furious that you had not listened to both of them on being a good mutt like always but she assumes you were thinking with your pussy. Valkyrie was already having a bit of a stressful time dealing with some advisors, and stuff with the town, all she was looking forward to at the moment was to be at home with her favorite mutt and Wanda but now that’s ruined after seeing how much of a whore you act like when the best of you are home. 

The brunette checks her phone and she sees that she still has another 10 minutes until her next meeting. Enough time for her to send a text to the redhead about their naughty pet’s actions when left alone and to talk about how they’ll deal with you.

Over at the Avenger’s compound, Wanda had decided to give the new team members a break, needing one after having to scold Yelena and Kate so many times due to their arguing. As much as she loved both of the young women, both of them tended to argue over the smallest things for the most part. She gives all of them an hour to rest so she can check up on you and chat a bit with you and Valkyrie but what she doesn’t expect is a video sent to her from the surveillance app that was installed a couple of days ago and it got her worried right away. Now what Wanda did not expect it to be was a video of you, on the floor, your bottoms off touching yourself with what seems to be a smile on your face as well. 

Val: *vidoe.j1b2ej2n38*

Look at our dumb and needy mutt Wanda, told you I should have brought them with me into the office, At least here she won’t misbehave unlike now. 

“ Oh poor puppy,” she mumbles as she watches the short clip. It makes Wanda all hot seeing you acting like such a slut, Wanda is lucky that she is near anyone right now. 

Wanda: Maybe if they were with me at the compound then this wouldn’t have happened 

Val: Why not me HELLO ????

Wanda: You have a bunch of meetings to deal with, all I have to do is train the new team members

Val: You coddle them too damm much I swear Maximoff, at least with me they know not to do any stupid shit while at the office.

Wanda: Puppy is brilliant honey, it’s just been a couple of days since we all played is all so maybe they just miss our touch is al 

Val: Even so mutt knows not to touch what’s ours without permission, now I only have 1 more meeting left til I head home what about you 

Wanda: I can do two more hours of training with the new members, honestly I just wanna get some stress out 

Val: Kate and Yelena ?????? 

Wanda: How do you even know? 

Val: Thor told me what happened the last time he had to train both of them.

Both of them take a couple more minutes to talk about the plan to punish you when they get home before Valkyrie sadly has to go to her meeting. Before she goes into her meeting, she decides to go check the camera again to see you just finishing touching yourself, mad at you because she doesn’t know if you just came from your finger or edged yourself.

Valkyrie puts her phone in her front pocket, trying her best to not appear mad in front of the investors of the new town amusement park. While she enters her meeting, Wanda decides to check the cameras again out of curiosity and because she has some time to kill before training, hoping that maybe her sweet puppy would have just touched herself once, knowing better than to touch what belongs to her Mommy and Daddy. So when she checks the camera that’s in the living room to see you again on the floor, now nude, with a pillow between your legs and trying to hold yourself up and now she wishes that maybe there was some audio to this. 

Wanda loved that you were her cute puppy, sure there were times when she’d coddle you but it had to do with how cute you were. It makes her re-think about how you might need a bit more training because as much as she loves the crap out of you, it helps everyone when you don’t have to be punished all of the time. The redhead spends the rest of her hour break just watching you, observing how slutty you look grinding yourself on the pillow and she wonders what you might be thinking about it. 

Reading your mind would take little effort on her hand, Wanda’s the most powerful witch in the fucking universe and something like that would be easy to do. But sadly she was told to hold off on doing that until they were both at home with her, but there’s a small little voice telling her just to do it. And she was going to do it until the timer on her phone rang meaning it was time to head back into the training room, hopefully without any more texts or notifications from the camera. 

~~~~~

2 more hours pass by and you’ve managed to just keep yourself on the edge and so far you’ve done it about 3 times or something along those lines. Knowing that both women are smart enough to tell if you’ve cum, all you hope is maybe showering before their home would help. After edging yourself one last on the couch, you get your clothes from the floor to throw in the washer to hide the evidence of what you got to do while they were gone. A quick 10-minute shower and you get a text from Wanda. 

Made you a bit nervous seeing her name pop up on your phone. Usually, you would be over the moon at receiving a text from either of them because it meant that they would be home to spend time with you but you were worried that Valkyrie more than Wanda would not sense that you touched what was theirs. 

Red Wiggly Woos: Baby Valkyrie and I should be home in the next 20 minutes, we stopped for some Chinese food

Puppy: Okay Mommy !!!

Red Wiggly Woos: Hopefully our pretty little puppy was behaving while we 

“ Wanda they're gonna suspect something if you text them,” Valkyrie says to the woman in the passenger seat of her car, sure she might have her horse but it’s more useful to use the car a lot of the time when it came to the three of you. No way would 3 of you fit on her horse without the person who’s riding in the back falling, and she knows from the many missions she went on the Avengers and at least one person had suggested three to a person on her horse. 

“ You know I just want to let them know when we get home Val, it’s what I do every time I leave the house just so they know, Do you, Val??? “ Wanda asks the woman to her left, now curious if maybe she is coddling you like she had mentioned in text hours ago. 

“ No Wanda “.

“ Why though ??” she asks back. 

“ They have our locations on their phone honey and I usually text during my lunch so they know that I’m doing good if that helps,” Valkyrie says to Wanda who just looks out the window,

While they both continue to drive home, you on the other hand are just sitting on the couch with the tv on, checking both of their locations to see how much time they have left til they get home. Most of the cleaning had been done in the morning, you didn’t need to make dinner for your partners since Wanda had texted you that Chinese food was on the way, so all you could do was sit and wait. 

*40 minutes or so later* 

Wanda was so relieved to be home while Valkyrie on the other hand was just ready to punish you for your bad behavior while alone. 

 ‘Whatever happens Wanda, you follow my lead unless I tell you otherwise got it?’ she hears the brunette tell her as they make their way back inside to find you sitting in the living room, watching what seems to be a rerun of some sitcoms. The moment that you hear the door open, you get off the couch right away and give both of them hugs, being that you’ve been missing them all-day 

“ You miss us both sweet baby? “ Wanda asks as she pulls you in closer for the hug while Val makes her way to the kitchen with the food on hand. Wanda seems to notice how you looked at the woman walking away and she was thinking of maybe reading your mind to see what you might be wondering. 

Valkyrie’s words from earlier are still on her mind and she just grabs your hands, both of you happily heading to the kitchen to eat. Everything goes as smoothly as usual, Val and Wanda talking about how both of their days went, How Wanda had to deal with all the recruits compared to all the boring last-minute meetings she had to attend for some events happening along with a new theme park.

Even with all the exciting talk, you could tell that valkyrie wasn’t in her usual mood, she still seemed to be in the mindset of being “ the one in charge” when she was in the office. Being very serious, sitting straight up with a look on her face that would make anyone get scared. One side of you wants to think it’s because she just got back from the office and she probably hasn't relaxed but another side of you thinks it had to do with the fact that they maybe know about what happened when they left you alone for most of the day. 

Wanda’s one of the most powerful witches in all the universe, she could have easily figured it out and Valkyrie is the king of Asgard, it wouldn’t be too hard for her to sense what you might have been doing. 

“ Puppy how about you stop thinking and tell us what’s on your mind,” you hear Val say, not realizing that the both of them are staring at you. 

Most of the time when you misbehave, Wanda is the one to come to your defense, always telling Val that you could never be such a brat but in this instance, she’s sitting right next to your other girlfriend with a stern look on your face and all you hope is that they don't figure out what you’ve been doing. 

“ Nothing Val-” 

“ You don’t get to call me that you dumb mutt,” she tells you,” now I want you to get on your knees in front of me and Mommy you understand”. 

Oh fuck. 

“ Yes Daddy,” you say loud enough for the both of them to hear and make your way to get on your knees in front of them and try your best to look calm. This is funny because both women can tell that you are far from being calm at the moment. Your mommy looks at you in disappointment because you can try to lie your way out of this, but both women already know what you did while they were gone. Now all you can do is prepare for how they are going to punish you. 

“ Now, if I and mommy ask you a question, you're gonna tell the truth and don't even think of lying to us or your punishment is gonna be worse,” she says to you and you nod in agreement. So much for trying to get away with touching yourself. 

“ Did you or did you not touch yourself like a dumb slut while the both of us were out? “ Wanda asks, beating Val to the question which makes her smile. 

“ I did touch myself without permission mommy,” you say, too embarrassed to even look both of them in the eye at your misbehavior. 

“ And why did you think it was a good idea to touch your pussy, you think after all of the times that we had to punish you for this that it’d stick in your dumb mind you whore,” Val says and she puts your hands on your chin so that you have to maintain eye contact with her. A small part of you could feel yourself get wet, secretly loving the way that she would be mean to you. 

“ um well,” you mumble. 

“I want you kneeling on the bed in 10 minutes with your collar on, hands on your knees and if you even fucking think of touching that pussy then we won’t touch you for a week straight got it you dumb mutt?” she says and you nod right away before she lets you go to head to your shared room. For the most part, scared because Wanda was mostly quiet for most of that interaction while Val seemed to do all of the talks and was a bit aroused to see how they’ll both punish you for being bad. 

“ So what’s the plan then Daddy? “ Wanda says jokingly before Val gives her a dirty look.

“ Just cause you can top the whore doesn’t mean I can’t have you under me as well witchy,”  Val says to the redhead which shuts her up right away. 

“ Since you never seem to punish the brat when she misbehaves, the plan is for me to punish her while her sweet, way too soft Mommy get’s to watch her baby be used,” Val says and Wanda nods in agreement since most of the time they both decide to punish you together but it could help with your behavior a bit if Val takes the lead for today while she gets to watch.

“ I’m gonna go in the room first witchy and once 5 minutes pass by, you can come in but sit in the chair by the door, you got that, “ and again, Wanda nods to let her know she was listening to the plan. 

“ I need more than just a nod Wanda,” 

“ I’ll wait here in the kitchen while you get to touch y/n first,” she says a bit annoyed because she’s already impatient with her. Val gives her a smile before making her way to the room while leaving the redhead in the kitchen to just wait and sit with her thoughts. 

The moment that Valkyrie walks into the room she’s met with you in the middle of the bed, looking so pretty kneeling on the bed, hands in front of you with the red collar that Wanda had gotten you one day when she was out shopping in New Asgard. A dark red collar with Wanda and Valkyrie’s initials on it that fit perfectly on your neck never fails to make both women look at you with adoration.

Not in this moment though. 

“ I want you to kneel on the floor right in front of me puppy, gonna have to punish you for being bad, this is just the start of it,” she says as she sits on the edge of the bed, quickly pulls off her pants and underwear, only to be met with a black strap on. Oh my god, she was packing this whole fucking time, jesus you aren’t gonna fucking survive this punishment for sure. 

“ Use that dumb brain of yours,” she says and you immediately begin to slowly put some of the fake cock in your mouth, slowly trying to take as much as you can in your mouth for your daddy, who for the most part seems bored with you. She knows very much that you can go deeper and is just waiting til you put that pretty mouth to good use for later when she fucks you. 

“ Fuck,” you say as you take the strap out of your mouth, “ love sucking your cock daddy”. Val's expression turns from bored to pissed off when she sees you not sucking her off but making a show of licking the shaft of the toy. God, she is gonna have so much fun with this.

“ Did I tell you to speak ?” she asks and you put the cock back in your mouth right away before she has the chance to shove it in your mouth, but what do you fail when she starts to thrust the fake cock in your mouth so she can hear you gag. Val grabs your hair just to keep your head in place and she’s in heaven right now as she sees you struggle to shove all of it in your mouth. 

“ Awww poor slut is about to cry because her mommy isn't here to defend her? “ she asks as she continues with her harsh motions, just taking in all of the noises that are coming out of your mouth. Wanda comes in at the right time as she sees her sweet puppy on her knees taking one of Val’s straps ( one of the bigger ones that you can take half of for now) and from what she can see barely taking it in your mouth. Wanda perfectly follows the instructions that were given to her in the kitchen, sitting in the chair by the bedroom door, excited to see how you’ll do during your punishment. 

“I’m surprised you haven’t started fucking her yet Val, usually by now you’d have the whore on her back, “ Wanda says to her as she takes off her clothes, just happy to be seeing the show that both of you have prepared for her, maybe she’ll even get to join in and she can use that pretty mouth on her pussy. 

“ oh wow hear that puppy, your sweet mommy just called you a whore” she says in a condescending tone, and you let out a moan at hearing Wanda call you such a dirty name. These two women are total opposites when it comes to sex, Valkyrie chooses to be rough and degrading while Wanda most of the time is soft and praising to you, some might say it’s a perfect balance. Times, where both of them change it up always excite you, and this, would be one of them. 

“ Should I fuck you while mommy watches dumb mutt? or should I spank your needy pussy while she watches? Choices choices,” she says as she continues to thrust the fake cock in and out of your mouth for a couple more minutes as Wanda sits in the chair waiting a bit to touch herself.

Once Valkyrie is satisfied with how wet you got her strap, Valkyrie takes the cock out of your mouth, grabs you by the arm so she can put you in front of her body giving Mommy a perfect view of her naughty baby’s wet and needy pussy which by the end of the day is going to be ruined by the both of them.

Both of you watch in amazement at how pretty Wanda looks as she lazily fingers herself, waiting to see what moves valkyrie pulls off next but by the way both of you are positioned, she knows it’s gonna be good.

“ I’m gonna slap that needy pussy mutt, then once I see it’s wet enough I'm gonna show you that the next time you even think of touching my needy pussy, this is gonna happen,” she says as she starts to lightly slap your pussy, keeping your legs open with your own to prevent you from moving. Valkyrie silently thanks all the working out she does with Jane for how little effort she’s putting in at keeping you still and she ignores the whining and moaning that’s coming out of your mouth. 

“ Daddy, why don’t you go faster at slapping her pussy,? Looks like the little whore is handling the slaps to her pussy right now,” Wanda tells your Daddy, who starts to quickly slap your pussy for Wanda’s view and she decided to tease you as well by using her other hands to start to grope at her tit. All this is just a pure torture for you seeing how wet Mommy’s pussy is while your Daddy on the other hand is preventing her from going her way. 

‘ fuck her pussy is so wet babe’ Wanda says in Valkyrie's mind. 

‘ see what happens when you let me things like punishments Wanda?’ the brunette says back to her, moving her free hand to pinch your right nipples, to add more to this and she can’t wait to fuck your pussy hard.

“ What do you think here Mommy? Is our dumb mutt ready for my cock or should I slap it a bit more just for you?” Valkyrie says to the redhead who’s quickening her pace up a bit with her fingering. 

“ Fuck her hard daddy,” she says to valkyrie and before you can quickly react to what she just said, Valkyrie puts you on her hands and knees on the bed, makes her way behind you, and teases you by rubbing the tip of her cock slowly on your pussy, almost putting her cock in your pussy but once she even hears a moan moves it away. One of Daddy’s favorite things she likes to do to you but as always is not fun when your pussy is so wet, like in this moment. 

“ Is our needy mutt ready for her daddy? ” she asks and before you can respond, Valkyrie slowly inserts the fake cock inside your pussy, enjoying the way you take all of her inside you before beginning to thrust in and out. Wanda feels herself starting to get close to cumming at your face, enjoying how much you love her cock in her and she’s gonna want to hold off so she can use that pretty mouth of yours. 

“ is our dumb puppy already cock drunk on your cock Daddy? Oh no, how unfortunate?” Wanda says as she gets up from her seat to get a better view of the both of you. She gives Val a quick look and the brunette changes her thrusts to be fast, with no warning to you at all. You wish that she could have given you a warning but then again this is one of her harsh punishments so there’s that. 

“ Look at you being such a good fucktoy for me mutt while Mommy touches herself,” Val says to you as she tries to shove her cock deeper in you, making a point to grab your hips as well to keep you in place. As much as Wanda loves seeing Valkyrie fuck you from behind, seeing the look on your face when daddy is fucking you with her cock is so much better, and uses her magic so that both of you are facing her but so that you are close to the redhead and get a view of her wet pussy. 

“ Look at your sweet and innocent mommy fucking herself Mutt,” She tells you, pulling on your hair which means you're forced to see Wanda fucking herself with 2 of her fingers at the moment to what she could consider something so dirty. Her sweet and innocent puppy who’s getting the life fucked out of her by her Daddy after deciding it was a good idea to touch herself when they weren’t both watching. “ Maybe the next time your pussy’s all wet and needy, you can think of this moment and understand that your pretty little pussy is for me and mommy to fuck and not yours” 

The faster that she goes and the less that you can hold off yourself from cumming on her cock, it’s too much pleasure from Valkyrie going rough on you with the added fact that Wanda is sitting right in front of you, fucking herself for the both of you enjoying the show. 

“ Oh look,” she starts,” Mommy you want our dumb mutt over here to use that mouth of hers on your pussy?” Daddy Val asks her but before she can give her an answer, just decides to shove her head between her legs, and the moan that Wanda lets out is heaven to Val’s ears. 

“ You keep fucking that needy cunt while she uses her mouth to make me cum,” Wanda orders Valkyrie to do and she happily complies, happy to teach you a lesson as she gets a show, Wanda, enjoying your mouth. 

While your two girlfriends are in complete heaven right now, you are struggling to hold off your orgasm, from how fucking good the redhead tastes to the way that valkyrie is fucking you good, it won’t be long til you cum. Wanda of course knowing you so so well can sense from the pace that you are licking at your cunt that you’re close to cumming on valkyrie’s cock. 

“ Should we let the mutt cum daddy? You think that they came while they were alone and we were out” Wanda asks the other woman in the room. 

“ Our dumb mutt is too dumb to make herself cum without us Mommy, there is so way that a pillow would get them over the edge,” Valkyrie tells Mommy while you continue to moan at the movement of her cock but they just go straight to Wanda’s cunt instead. 

“ How about you make mommy cum like a good girl and maybe you’ll be able to cum slut,” is what gets you to quicken your pace to get mommy to cum on your mouth. All of those times of sneaking around the compound with Wanda paid off as your started to lick at her clit and after a bit Wanda let out a high-pitched moan, deciding to hold your head still instead of her magic. 

Once Wanda’s breathing has been controlled, Valkyrie as always goes faster with her pace and your other girlfriend scoots closer to you so she can praise you. Even at the end of the day, she can never stay mad at you and loves you way too much to be mad. 

Wanda’s soft praises combined with the degrading words coming out of valkyrie’s mouth as she thrust her cock in you are making it harder and harder to not cum. 

‘ let the brat come ‘ wanda speaks to the brunette in her mind. 

‘ looks like she’s learned her lesson’ Vals says back. 

“ Puppy be a good girl for Mommy and Daddy and cum on her cock,” she whispers in your ear as she snakes her hand to rub at your clit and before you know it, you cum hard on the fake cock, instantly falling on the bed as you are too tired to hold yourself up. Valkyrie slowly removes the strap from the inside of your pussy while Wanda gets off the bed to get some water from the kitchen along with some snacks. 

“ Puppy can you stay still for daddy?” Valkyrie tells you and you hum in acknowledgment, too tired to speak and she cleans you up with a small towel that’s in the room, Wanda’s idea of course. She comes back with water for all of you to have before getting together to cuddle. 

“ Hey Val? ” you ask.

“ yeah, babe? “ 

“ How did you even know that I was touching myself” 

“ Remember the guys who were here 3 days ago doing some repairs all over the house?” and you nod. 

“ Cameras that we installed in case intruders come in the house,” Wanda says and you remember a couple of days ago when a couple of the men from New Asgard ( some of Valkyrie’s sparring mates) came in the house but you had been in the spare room with Wanda to avoid the men. 

“ Oh that makes sense,” you tell them both and are excited about the many things you can do to be a brat. Maybe not the best time to think about it now, maybe when you have alone time and aren’t sleepy. 

“ Did you learn your lesson baby? “ Valkyrie asks you and you nod, feeling happy that you got to cum today after edging yourself in the morning but too tired from her rough fucking. 

“ Next time that either of us has to be out we might have to bring you with us so we can actually keep an eye on you sweet puppy,” Wanda says to you thinking that you're listening but really you had fallen asleep between the two of you. Both of them can’t help to be lucky to have a girlfriend like you. 

All of you end up falling asleep cuddled up to each other, grateful to have each other. 

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Chocolate and Vanilla Swirl

Jack Champion x Fem Reader

Warnings: None just teeth rotting fluff lol. Implied black reader but not too heavily.

Synopsis: Jack’s been following you on Tiktok for a while but doesn’t expect to actually meet you when Jasmine and Mason take him out clubbing to play cupid.

You loved TikTok. It was a fun and cute app where you took every given opportunity to post your thoughts and random lil videos bc you're silly like that.

Soon enough after downloading and posting for fun you built up quite large following who found you both hilarious and amusing.

Including Jack Champion.

At the time he started following you, you weren't quite sure who he was and didn't think much of it but following the release of Avatar 2 and Scream 6, you realised that this dude was... following you, like you were followed by an actual celebrity.

However you had the attention span of a bagel and were a massive scaredy-cat so you hadn't watched either movie. So, you just carried on your merry business making TikToks that people found funny and relatable and watched your following grow from there.

One thing that you didn't like about how people viewed your content was that on TikTok, the assumption was being insanely attractive and funny were mutually exclusive. You were funny, HILARIOUS even but you were also gorgeous, it's just your personality was so big it shone through.

So when you'd post a video and get comments that said stuff like:

Why's she kinda-

Hear me out

Wait why are you low-key cute

It bristled you a little, you wanted people to stop playing in your face like that.

So one evening, while getting ready to go out clubbing with your friends, you went completely against your character by posting a thirst trap. An absolutely scrumptious one.

The outfit was cute as hell. A pink miniskirt, a cream low-cut top that made your boobs pop, some cream knee high boots and some accessories to match.

"You look so fine Y/N," your bestfriend squealed before snapping a bunch of pictures. "I would honestly kill for a body like yours!"

You grinned and threw your arms around her in excitement. "I love you so much girl, thank you for letting me borrow your boots,"

"Anytime, now let's film that TikTok!"

Jack was in London doing press for the movie Scream 6. When the cast had finished for the day, they went back to the hotel together and Jack decided to chill out with Jasmine and Mason as per usual, not to do anything but just for the company.

"Dude, you're probably in here more than I am," Mason laughed causing Jasmine to chuckle in agreement.

"I'm just so bored," Jack sighed scrolling through tiktok and flopped against the bed.

"Well since we're in the UK we could always go out tonight, giving that you're legal an all- Jack?

Jack wasn't paying attention. Because that's when he saw your TikTok.

He was speechless (for once) staring at the way your plump glossed lips moved to lip sync with the attractive sound with a smirk. The way your seductive dark eyes looked up at the camera before placing it down and showing off your outfit. The way your French curl braids bounced with every step you took backwards (your hair wasn't the only thing that bounced with each step). In short, Jack was enchanted, he'd always thought you were gorgeous, as well as funny. But in your usual videos, your intention was to get your point, or lack thereof, across, to rant, to make people laugh.

However, your intention with this video was almost to seduce the person watching. You were confidently acknowledging how attractive you were and making it known.

And boy did Jack know.

"Jack? Jack? Dude, why has that sound been playing on your phone for the last 10 minutes?" Mason walked around to the bed and caught what the brunette was watching before he could hide it. "JAS, COME LOOK AT WHO JACK HAS A CRUSH ON!" The whoop of delight that simultaneously left Jasmine and Mason's ears was almighty.

"Jack! You're into Y/N? I didn't know you were down with the swirl, somebody wants to be invited to the cookout," Jasmine smirked teasingly at him as he blushed profusely. "We're mutuals on TikTok, she's literally the sweetest! If you want I can-

"No!" Jack exclaimed. He was scared. He genuinely didn't think a bad bitch like you, who was confident and brash, not to mention intimidatingly gorgeous, would want anything to do with him. Yes, there were many many girls all over the world who would throw themselves at him but he thought you were WAY out of his league, you didn't even follow him back on TikTok! "Let's just- change the topic please?"

Mason and Jas looked at each other with a knowing glance before shrugging in unison.

"Sure little bro, like I said earlier, how about we go clubbing? I know a great one nearby and you'll be able to get in since the minimum age in the UK's 18 instead of 21," Mason smiled. "If you go get ready now, we can grab a taxi and leave in five minutes?"

Jack, who was grateful for the subject change, nodded in excitement. "Yeah, that sounds like it'll be fun, I'll go get ready,"

Before he knew it, they were at a nightclub, he had a couple shots but decided he wasn't too fond of the taste and wanted to have awareness for the entire night so stopped his drinking there. However he had enough alcohol to make him even more smiley than usual and man he wanted to hit the dance floor.

"See any girls you like, Jack? Or are you still thinking about your TikTok crush?" Mason nudged him playfully earning a laugh and shove back.

"Leave him alone, Mason, he'll find what he's looking for soon enough," Jasmine smirked.

Oh. That sounded ominous.

Jack however, was too laid back to care and decided to dance a bit, so he made his way through the crowd to find space.

That. Was when it happened.

'Movie' by Megan thee Stallion was playing, and everybody who knew you knew that was your song. You also didn't have too much to drink but enough to make you clap your hands in excitement as your body buzzed to get on the dance floor with your friends. You felt hot and the song made you feel hotter. As your body moved in sync with the music, you rapped along with the lyrics, your friends hyping you up and smacking your booty, screaming about how fine you were.

They weren't the only people who thought you were fine.

Jack had just pushed his way through the crowd and immediately his eyes were on you, absolutely enthralled, shocked and terrified. Out of all the places in London he could've gone to, it was the one you were in? He turned back to glare at Mason and Jasmine who were grinning at him and putting their thumbs up, encouraging him to say something.

They knew. It was a set up, they set him up!

He felt like his feet were stuck to the ground as he watched you dance, moving like nobody was watching when in reality they were, people stared at you in jealousy and awe at such effortless beauty. Jack of course was staring with the latter.

He was about to retreat back to Mason and Jasmine when 'Killshot' by Magdalena Bay started to play, not as hype as the previous song but it was one that made you feel even sexier.

As the chorus was about to start, you turned around and made direct eye contact with Jack, his eyes widening at your gaze. You didn't recognise him immediately but it clicked after a couple of seconds since there were edits of him all over TikTok, not to mention you noticed Jasmine grinning with Mason.

You recalled the text convo you had with Jas before you left for the club.

Hey Y/N, I saw your recent and noticed on the caption it said you were going clubbing, where you off to?

Hey sis! I'm off to Kiko's, really nice club about a 10 min drive from the O2 xx

Oh cool! I'm staying at a hotel with some friends I think you'd love, our hotel's literally connected to the O2, see you there maybe?

Now girl, you know what happened the last time we went clubbing together

We'll behave, I promise!

If you turn up you better get us our own section pookie

You know I will!

I know das right!!

Then it dawned upon you that Jack was the friend and judging by the look on Jasmine's face, she had a plan. The sneaky devil.

You didn't mind though, there was no denying he was a massive cutie, tall, strong looking and very handsome but he also looked really sweet. Also, the way he was looking at you like you were the only girl in the room gave you butterflies, his eyes were so gorgeous, it was difficult to not stop and stare.

So you smiled at him, making his heart stop and his eyes widen. He was already hooked.

"I'll be back, you guys want any drinks?" You asked your friends. They all shook their heads no and continued dancing prompting you to make your way to the bar as the chorus continued to play. "One shot of tequila please,"

"Make that two shots of tequila please," You looked behind you to see none other than Jack Champion looking down at you. "Hey, I'm Jack,"

"I'm Y/N, nice to meet you Jack," you flashed him a pearly white smile, immediately making him forget himself. "I'm guessing you're here with Jas?"

"And Mason, they really wanted to take me here clubbing and now I think I know why," he grinned making you laugh.

That laugh.

Jack would literally dress up in a clown costume and do the worm in front of millions just to hear that laugh. It was like music to his ears, a drug he'd have no problem becoming addicted to.

Two shots of tequila were put in front of you along with lime and salt on a small plate, the way he looked at it dumbfounded made you giggle slightly.

"Never had a tequila shot?" You smirked.

"N- No, this is my first time going out and drinking, back at home the legal age is 21," Jack explained as heat rose to his face.

"I'll teach you if you want," you looked up at his towering frame and must have said it too quietly because he looked at you inquisitively before bending over so your lips were nearer his ear.

Girl, if you could blush...

You smiled and pulled his hand up in front of you before balling it up in a fist. Then you took a pinch full of salt and sprinkled it on his hand before doing the same for yourself.

"Lick the salt off your hand, take the shot and then suck on the lime as quickly as possible in one go," you said into his ear, which looked a bit red. You both picked up your shots and tapped the glasses before licking the salt, drinking the alcohol followed by the lime. The eye contact paired with the little smile he gave you during the mini lesson made a wave of heat wash over you and go a lil feral but he didn't need to know that.

"Oh, ooo big no no," he screwed his face up at the taste making you laugh again.

"Not the first time someone's reacted like that, maybe you're more of a beer guy?"

"Nope, I hate the taste,"

"Finally someone that gets it! Beer is just despicably vile, an abomination to beverages" you declared passionately making him smile at your voice. "What're you staring at?"

"Your accent is so incredibly cute," he looked down at you with a soft grin making your cheeks heat up again.

"I can't even imagine how many girls you must have said that to,"

"Only you, I honestly think I could listen to you speak all day,"

You smirked up at him as 'Wild Thoughts' began to play. "Wanna dance, Jack?"

"I uh uhm-

Before he even had the chance to answer, you took his hand within yours and pulled him through the crowed back onto the dance floor. As you led him through, his hand immediately found the small of your back, protecting you from the crowd, making your knees go weak. Soon, his arms were around your waist and your arms were around his neck, moving to the beat of the music.

"I love this song!" You grinned up at him.

"Me too!" He smiled. "You know... I follow you on TikTok,"

"Ah, I thought you did! Just wasn't 100% sure,"

"Well now you know,"

You gasped thinking "shit I don't follow him back"

He read your thoughts perfectly and smirked "It's okay, I'm here with you now so hopefully I can leave with something even better,"

"Oh really?" Your smirk mirrors his perfectly. "And what would that be, Mr Champion?"

"Your number plus a time and place i could take you out,"

Fuck this guy had all the makings of the perfect heartbreaker.

Once again, your heart rate increased at both his words and smile, that fucking smile.

"Depends. How many dates have you gotten since you've arrived in London?" He laughed again at your words.

"The only women I've properly spoken to since getting to London are you and Jas,"

You hummed thoughtfully, knowing that he was telling the truth, but not wanting to make your feelings too obvious. Jack felt like his heart was going to explode with the way you kept your dark eyes on his, a small smile tugging on your lips as he leaned in closer.

You were dangerous. And he was loving it.

He smiled softly at you, his thumb gently caressing your waist and bottom lip tucked under his teeth.

"You're so perfect, you're so so unbelievably perfect," he whispered, absolutely enamoured by you.

You grinned back, lightly twirling his curls at the back of his head with your fingers as he leaned in closer before making eye contact with Jas. She raised a brow at you and nodded towards the stairs, making you quickly catch on.

"Come with me," you smile against his ear making him go red as you tug him back through the crowd and up the stairs. Immediately the two of you are in a more private section of the club, guarded by two bouncers who let you through. The interior was very expensive looking and while you could see everything that was going on down where everyone else was dancing, it was a lot more private, with only you two occupying the room.

"Where are we-

"Private section of the club, Jas really hooked us up," you laughed. "Now I can actually hear you without having to lip read,"

The words coming out of your mouth however, fell upon deaf ears. Jack still couldn't get over how gorgeous you were, and still trying to understand how much time you were spending together without you thinking he was a waste of your time. His gaze was on you and nothing but you, thinking of you and just wanting to spend the moment with... you.

"Jack? Earth to Jack?" His eyes snapped back to yours, finally showing that he was paying attention. Immediately his arm found your waist again and he gently pulled you in, maintaining his gaze on yours. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Yes, the music was still thumping and causing the room to vibrate but it was like the two of you were floating away on a cloud, lost in each others eyes.

"Y/N... I'd really, really like to take you out on a date," Jack confessed, gently caressing your cheek as your eyes widened. "I mean I've actually been wanting to for a while but I thought you would probably be way too cool and think I'm too boring or you'd want someone better but I really would love to get to know you mor-

"Jack," you laughed adoringly at his nervous rambling  before placing a hand on the back of his head, getting on your tiptoes and pulling him in for a kiss.

And what a kiss it was.

Time felt like it had stopped for the curly headed brunette as your lips moved in synch perfectly. He felt his heart melt as you leaned more into him, nibbling his bottom lip lightly. It was perfect, you were perfect.

And in that moment, Jack knew that he wanted to spend every moment of his existence making you aware of how perfect you were to him.

"Jack Champion I'd love nothing more,"

A/N: My gawd he’s so cutie patootie pookie. Also side note: I saw a tiktok comment talking about how it makes perfect sense Jack is the “We rocking with Mark bc Mark is rocking with us” of the friend group and I in fact have not been the same since, it actually inspired this storyline lol.

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GUIDE: DITCH SPOTIFY & YOUTUBE MUSIC! music on mobile youtube FOR FREE, NO DISTRACTIONS AND 0 ADS!!

TLDR; I installed the "Distraction Free Youtube" extension on Firefox on my Android with this guide. Now my feed looks empty (no reccommended videos/shorts -> no distractions). No doomscrolling. Also I listen to music on shuffle while using other apps!!

PROS:

Listen to music on shuffle, while using other apps, while your screen is turned off. For FREE 🤯 no ADS

Highly customizable, choose to hide your youtube feed, next up video reccommendations, comment sections, the dreaded Shorts, and much more!

It shows at the top of your notifications making it easy to stop and resume.

No more doomscrolling!

No more paying Spotify!

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CONS:

It's a biiiit more sluggish than the app. Music plays perfectly but sometimes video is laggy.

Everything is smaller scale since it's the desktop Youtube webpage on your mobile screen. Have to zoom and move around, hard to click small things if you have trouble with that. sorry :(

Steps and Quality of Life Tips under the keep reading 💙

Step 1

Follow this guide! I reccommend to follow it on pc for more ease (not necessary). Don't add the Google Translate extension like the guide, add "DF YouTube (Distraction Free)", its logo is a black square with a white triangle.

It looks very cumbersome but trust me it's done under 10 minutes! My replies and ask box is open, please please ask for help I'm very happy to help!

Step 2

Important, when you use Youtube on Firefox it redirects to the mobile web (m.youtube.com). The extension doesn't work with this. You need to click the three dots to the right of the website URL, and click "Desktop site".

DONE!! ENJOY

Quality of life tips

Extension and Add-on mean the same thing btw!

Click the three dots (like the image above) and click "Add to Home screen". Hold and drag it somewhere. This creates a shortcut! Yippie! Now we have completely replaced Youtube ♥ You can do a shortcut for each of your playlists 🤯 wow

The music plays perfectly, but the videos are sometimes sluggish. (Other times they're fine!) Probably just refresh.

You can put the Firefox search bar on the top if mine is ugly to you lol

[csuitebitches]

I saw you list all the sources you read from and was wondering how/when do you schedule time to read the news and keep up to date/informed on a daily basis? Also, how do you choose what you read? For example do you usually read the top headlines or something else? Thank you!

I read while eating breakfast/ right after I reach work - I take about 5-10 minutes to read.

I generally just skim through the headlines, when I see something interesting/ something unexpected/ an “emergency” I’ll read more into it. But generally skimming through headlines of multiple apps in the morning is enough for me to know what’s going on.

Sometimes on my lunch break I’ll read more in depth.

I’m a self proclaimed master at finding short educational YouTube videos (less than 10 minutes) and I watch those in the morning / when I feel like I have the energy for information; which is another way of keeping up with things.

[stevengrant-my-beloved]

(he love me) he give me all his money I Part 2 [18+]

Part 1 I Series Masterlist

summary: A brief interaction with a catfish on a sugar daddy website leads to something quite unexpected and suddenly you're on the radar of genius tech billionaire Nathan Bateman, and honestly, you don't mind the attention.

chapter warnings: none (?), light sprinkling of daddy kink (as a joke mostly but...)

a/n: honestly i dont even know where im going with this but here we are

also just a note about the texts in this fic

> Texts like these are from Nathan. [bold and italicized]

> texts like these are from you [italicized]

The next morning finds you laying in bed, eyes wide open as you scroll through the text thread you now had with the CEO of BlueBook.

You're really hot.

That's the text that the Nathan Bateman had sent you the day before, the one you'd opened but still hadn't replied to, and honestly you didn't know what to write back because Nathan fucking Bateman had called you hot.

Thing is, you know that you're hot, you're fucking smoking, you had thousands of pictures on your Instagram to prove it, but you never did get used to compliments, especially when they came from someone like Bateman (a man you'd lowkey been thirsting over for years).

And, fuck, you realize how casually you'd spoken to him yesterday, and a part of you cringes because he's probably just sitting in his huge cabin in the mountains or some shit, gawking at your audacity to not only speak with him like you were old pals but to also seen zone him.

Then there was the issue of the eighteen hundred dollars just sitting in your bank account. Somewhere along the way you'd managed to forget he'd actually sent you money because of a stupid joke in a video.

You open up your mobile banking app, your finger hovering over the send button for a few moments, before hurriedly typing out the necessary info to send back the money you'd received.

Successfully sent.

You sent $1800.00 to Nathan Bateman.

Not even a second later, you get a banner notification from the man himself.

You seen zone me AND you give me back my mon...

And in the panic to put your phone away, you fumble and accidentally click on the notification, which meant Bateman could now see that you'd seen his text.

> You seen zone me AND you give me back my money?

> Were you lying in your Top 10 video? About me being your favorite?

And not even a second later-

> Well?

You imagine him sitting in his swivel chair, in some big office in his cabin in the middle of god knows where, one eyebrow raised up like it usually is in almost all the pictures that have been taken of him. Maybe he's stroking that luscious beard of his as he waits for you to reply, and there's a part of you that wants to ignore him a little more, see what he might do next, but you don't want to risk the possibility of him just not ever talking to you again so you text back.

> i panicked okay?? ur like this rich CEO guy and im just some silly goofy internet person ..

> and bout ur money. that was just a lil joke for the video, please keep your dollars Mr. Bateman

> Fuck off with that Mr. Bateman shit. Call me Nathan

> And, it's my money, I can do what I want with it.

You chew on your bottom lip, typing out words and deleting them, unsure of what to say to him.

> ik you've got enough of it to go around but i really dont know how i feel about just taking your money..

> Think of it as compensation for what you had to endure at the hands of Imposter Bateman.

> i- dude that was a JOKE

> Too bad I'm quite literal-minded.

> Okay in all seriousness, can you go back to how you were yesterday? 

> Just talk to me like you would with any other friend.

> And I'm sending the money back. Treat yourself to something nice.

You've received $1800.00 from Nathan Bateman

"Daddy Bateman sends his regards."

---

Texting Nathan became a regular thing after the initial awkwardness. It was simple stuff at first, short greetings throughout the day, followed by things like 'spent some of that 1800$ u sent on this shitty coffee' with a picture of you holding your coffee cup or 'thoughts?' accompanied by the Imposter Bateman drawing you made one day, basically just a rough sketch of an Among Us astronaut with Nathan's head instead of a visor. He'd always reply, no matter how late he got sometimes (he was a busy man after all, you could understand), even sending back blurry pictures, sometimes of piles of paperwork, sometimes of strings of code on a computer with messages like 'that looks awful i'm suing you for psychological damage' (with regards to the Imposter Bateman sketch) or 'good to know my money's being put to use' and 'let me know if you need more'.

That last kind of text was always followed up with a transfer of money into your account, anywhere between fifty dollars to two thousand, and any attempts you made to return the money were just straight up rejected.

> am i a charity case?

> No.

> so why spend ur money on me when u could be donating?

> First off, I barely send you any money. Second, I do donate, actually.

> 2000$ isnt 'barely any money'

> wait i forgot who i was talking to nvm-

> so why give me money?

> Because I can.

> ugh whatever

> can i post about u? about us being mutuals and u sendin me money n shit

> Sure.

> cool

---

You'd felt a little bad about keeping your followers in the dark about everything that had transpired after you'd posted the sugar daddy video, especially when they'd been so invested in getting Nathan's attention for you, but in the end it didn't matter because once you posted the screenshots of the notification that you'd received when Nathan followed you and when he'd sent you money, your fans had excitedly started tweeting about your 'sugar baby era' and about how you'd gotten Nathan Bateman of all people to follow you first (because yes, you'd made sure to clarify that little detail, which Nathan later confirmed in a tweet).

And since everything was now out in the open, you and Nathan began interacting outside of your Instagram DMs, tweeting at each other about the most random things. You'd even tagged him in a couple of Instagram posts with captions like 'this post was sponsored by @thenathanbateman_official . cause i bought these clothes with his money' or '@thenathanbateman_official can u please text me back im sorry i used ur money to buy new airpods i know better now #bluebookissuperior'

Your fans loved it. It seemed like they lived for every interaction between you and Nathan, and honestly, you lived for them too.

You'd even turned on notifications for the guy! You didn't even do that for the friends you knew in person, although, it didn't really amount to much since Nathan rarely posted anything on his Instagram. It was usually just reposts from different accounts that had mentioned his work, or the occasional post on his stories about life at his secluded cabin.

You'd asked him about it only once.

> where do u actually live tho??

> cause im dying to know

> Can't tell. Last thing I need is the press coming out here.

> i wont tell anyone. pinky swear

That's the first time he'd called you.

"Hey," his low voice sounded through your phone. You could hear a faint buzzing in the background but besides that, it remained quiet for a few seconds.

"It's Nathan."

You swallow the lump that had suddenly formed in your throat. "Uh, hi, yeah, what's up?" you ask, mentally kicking yourself for how awkward you sounded.

"Needed both my hands free to get this job done, so I thought I'd call."

"Yeah, no, that's fine."

"You wanted to know where I lived yeah? Any guesses?"

You hum, like you're deep in thought. "I always thought you might be on a private island or up on a mountain maybe."

Nathan chuckles, and you try not to focus on the way it causes a shiver to run down your spine. "I have better things to spend money on than a private island. And no, I'm not up on a mountain."

"Okay, so where are you then?" you ask, holding back a remark to the comment he'd made about 'having better things to spend money on'.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he asks, and you try not to focus on the way your thighs had involuntarily clenched together at the way his voice dropped just a little.

"Yeah, that's why I fucking asked, Bateman," you bite back, hoping he doesn't catch onto how out of breath you sound, because holy fuck, Nathan Bateman was talking to you on the phone and you were pretty sure you were having a mild heart attack or something.

"Relax sweetheart," he says softly, and yup, that definitely made you throb a little in the nether region. "And didn't I tell you not to call me that?"

You try not to focus on the way he calls you sweetheart, either.

You and Nathan ended up talking for hours (2 to be exact), about your work and his, about your next video, about his money that was still in your account, going back and forth trying to argue about what you should and shouldn't spend it on ("Kitten, you absolutely cannot spend my money on anymore Apple Products, I will block you I swear-" he'd said, to which you'd replied "I posted a picture wearing cat ears once, a year ago. Let it go. Also, screw you, it's my money now, I get to buy whatever the fuck I want."), before you eventually said your goodbyes and headed to bed.

You try not to focus on the way your heart is still hammering in your chest even hours after your call with Nathan.

---

"Did I wake you up?" Nathan asks one night, after he'd called you at around 2 a.m. in the morning.

Luckily for him, you'd actually been getting ready to do a late night Twitch stream.

"Nah, I was up. Going live on Twitch in a bit."

"Right, right. Reacting to another bad web series? Or are you gaming this time?"

You pause for a few seconds, still not used to the fact that the Nathan Bateman was so aware of your online presence. Technically, he was aware of everyone's at any given moment, but it still threw you off.

"Gaming," you reply as you check on your cam settings and make sure you have everything set up for the stream.

The calls had become a regular thing too, at some point. Usually you'd text Nathan, and ever since that first phone call, without fail he'd call your phone instead of replying to your text, and that conversation almost always went like this-

"Why the fuck would I put everything aside just to text you, when I can just call you and work at the same time?" he'd say.

You'd scoff and reply with something like "Wow, fuck you too asshole," before the two of you would settle into pleasant conversation about anything and everything under the sun.

This time was just like every other time, except-

"Alright, I need to start the stream soon, so..."

You hear him sigh, before saying, "Yeah, yeah, I'll let you go. Don't stay up too late."

"Yessir. I'll text you later."

"Good girl. Have fun with the stream." And with that, Nathan hung up.

The next few hours had gone by pretty quickly. You'd started the stream, played a couple of hours of some old indie game that your subscribers had been requesting for you to check out, before signing off.

It was only after you had gotten ready for bed at 4 a.m. that Nathan's words had really settled in.

Good girl.

You didn't think that would do it for you, but surprise, surprise, it obviously did, especially because it came from Nathan, and you find yourself tossing and turning in bed with a growing ache deep and low inside you, your skin growing warmer by the second.

"Fuck," you whisper out into the darkness for no one to hear, squeezing your thighs together only to feel how wet you'd gotten and it was honestly a little mortifying how one man's voice coupled with the words 'good girl' had gotten you to this state.

You always had been a sucker for praise, but this was new.

Just as you're about to turn over to sleep on your side (because yes, you're going to ignore the way your underwear is essentially sticking to you from how wet you are), your phone pings with a new notification.

> Make sure you're home tomorrow at around 3 p.m.

> ?

> Just make sure you're at home.

You roll your eyes at your phone (with the biggest smile on your face), before typing out-

> yes daddy

You see Nathan typing for a few seconds, which is a little weird since he's usually quick to send a reply.

> Good girl.

> You should sleep. We can talk later.

> Night.

You stare at your phone, wondering what the fuck happened because Nathan usually isn't one to leave a conversation first, at least not with you. Even if he said you should sleep early, he usually was up and texting you until the sun rose, but apparently not tonight.

Weird.

You don't have much time to dwell on it though, because you get another notification from your mobile banking app.

You've received $2500.00 from Nathan Bateman

"For being a good girl."

[dbiinfotech]

Top-10 Social Media Platforms for 2024:

Facebook: Connect with everyone (3.05 billion MAUs=Monthly Active Users).

WhatsApp: Private messaging king (2.78 billion MAUs).

YouTube: Video world, from entertainment to education (2.49 billion MAUs).

Instagram: Share your life visually (2.04 billion MAUs).

WeChat: China's go-to app for messaging, social, and payments (1.32 billion MAUs).

TikTok: Short, fun videos with viral trends (1.22 billion MAUs).

Telegram: Secure messaging with a privacy focus (800 million MAUs).

Snapchat: Disappearing messages and fun filters (750 million MAUs).

Kuaishou: China's rural TikTok, trades live streams and e-commerce for trendy dances and ads.(MAUs 673 million)

Sina Weibo: China's "Twitter", Weibo lets users post, trend, and message, catering to a younger, "go viral" crowd. (599 million monthly MAUs.)

Other Socials Links:

"X" [ Formerly Twitter ] Link:https://twitter.com/MiahYonos

Pinterest Link:https://www.pinterest.com/DBIINFOTECH/

Instagram Link:https://www.instagram.com/yonosmiah/

Facebook Page Link:https://www.facebook.com/DBIInfotech

[original-character-championship]

Bracket E Round 1

Poll 13

Archus “Archie” Dandelion (@one-bit-oat) vs. Alexander Woress & Axe (@azure-za-raid)

281. Archus “Archie” Dandelion (@one-bit-oat)

he/they             

An escapist science experiment turned anarchist against the government, this whimsy little demiboy chooses love over brooding because of *ahem* backstory. Also on a quest to reunite with his long-lost brother after 10 years, who was stolen away. Archie’s a bit stuck in the past, and for the worse when they meet again only to find said brother in possession of a troupe of friends and talented combat skills. Envy results, fueled by the creatures that hijack his darkest emotions to feed on them. But, he chooses love. To believe. To believe in himself, even when he inadvertently caused so much heartbreak for others. To believe he would be accepted back, even with his less-than-human qualities. He has the brightest smile to show for this,, warmer than the aching sands on a hot summer’s day.

More info can be found at:

Long, black hair just over the shoulders. Slender, androgyne build. Amber eyes, brimming with kindness and life. Frilly, sensual clothes.

282. Alexander Woress & Axe (@azure-za-raid)

He / Him for both

Alex and Axe are two characters that I’ve worked with for a good chunk of my life. It’s been a goal of mine to share them with people and get to see their stories unfold. Ever since getting into the world of writing, art, comic making, animation, and video game creation, I’ve always wanted to have my own character with their own unique adventure and story to tell.

To give some detail on who they are:

Alex is an amalgam hybrid from my series in the works, Hybrid Complex. After he begins a journey to find his brother, Anthony, who one day vanished he becomes involved in a long running mystery surrounding the disappearance of hybrids across the world.

Axe, on the other hand, is  a person with strong ties to Alex who is being pursued by a masked man for reasons he has yet to unveil.

The inspiration for both came from my deep interest in clone and alternate characters (think Sora and Roxas from Kingdom Hearts or the concept of Echo Fighters from Smash Bros.)

I would love for people to be able to get to know these two more

For Alex:

Alex is a tall and stocky teen being the largest person of his age group. He has short, messy, lilac hair that covers the top of his head and black hair on the bottom that is more prominent on the left side. He has a full beard that is lilac and tusk that protrude from his mouth. His left eyebrow is black while the right is lilac and his eyes have gold sclera and dark irises that contain white pupils. His horns swoop backward, point forwards and away from each other.  He has a long black tail that has an electrical, indigo energy pulsing from it. Alex has markings that can appear on his body when using magic that fluctuate from a dark blue to a bright indigo and take an appearance akin to lightning. Alex wears a two tone pink and black zip up hoodie that has a stripe that starts at his shoulder and ends about half his bicep. There is white stripe that intersects the first and it has pink compression cuffs. Underneath, he wears a t-shirt with a dark collar with matching cuffs and hem. He also wears dark sweatpants and gray boots with a dark heel counter with matching vamp, laces, and rim of the top and top of the tongue.

In his human form, Alex is an entire foot shorter and much lighter. His hair becomes much shorter on the sides and his eyes are normal with gold irises. Alex wears a blue short sleeve hoodie with a black and gray two tone long sleeve shirt underneath, dark sweatpants and sock, and shoes that match his hoodie.

Occasionally, Alex wears a brown tone messenger bag with a sketchbook connected to the side.

For Axe:

Axe has an uncannily similar appearance to Alex, even mistaken for Alex at some point (and vise versa). He bears the exact same size and height as Alex. Axe, however, has entirely black hair that appears reddish pink in certain lightings, he has a full beard with a longer goatee, and short tusks that protrude from his mouth. His eyes have black sclera with orange irises that contain white pupils. A notable feature on his face is that the helix of his ears, forehead, nose, and nose bridge have a darker coloration than the rest of his skin. He has horns that sweep backward and point forwards away from each other. He has a long, black tail that has an electrical, magenta energy that occasionally pulses to red. Axe has markings that can appear on his body when using magic that fluctuate from a dark red to a bright magenta and take an appearance akin to lightning.

Axe wears a red and black two tone collared hoodie with matching cargo sweatpants and grey and black boots that have a red lining.

[hightealowsociety]

Music Kinda Sucks

I don't wanna be that guy that insists that things just "used to be better!!!" but, in terms of music, I kinda think that's true. I like a lot of popular music -- Taylor Swift is consistently my top artist on Spotify, and I barely even crack her top 5% of listeners. Pop is one of my favorite genres, in fact. 1989, Melodrama, Sawayama, and Magdalene are some of my favorite albums of all time. Pop is popular for a reason, and that's because it's good. But, on TikTok, I've noticed a weird trend with music.

Music isn't made to be listened to.

TikTok's short form video format prevents the playing of a full song, so of course, videos are set to song clips. Because TikTok videos are so short, they don't hold ones attention for more than a minute if you're lucky. I think that the fact that these videos are not made to be paid attention to for any longer than a few seconds at a time means that many of the new songs that are coming up as "TikTok trends" exist in the same way -- they'll have a catchy chorus, but they aren't really meant to be listened to, absorbed, and enjoyed. Not every song has to be some 10-minute long treatise on the human condition or whatever, but short, catchy pop songs should still be good, and not manufactured for a quick dopamine hit and forgotten about immediately after.

I think that it's indicative of a larger, much more concerning trend with TikTok. Videos are being packed with filler to grab kid's fleeting, goldfish attentions and made them stop and click for a second before they doom scroll for the remaining hours of sunlight in their day. Clips of people playing with slime, collecting coins on Subway Surfers, and dancing are spliced together with Family Guy clips and movie scenes. It's depressing to see little kids unable to pay attention to a video, a game, or a toy for more than 60 seconds because their brains have been fried by TikTok and YouTube.

Children, in my opinion, should not have TikTok or YouTube -- or really any social media app. Not only is it terrible for self esteem, it's doing them a lot of harm. Even kids in high school are feeling the effects, as my mom describes her students being more disconnected and unable to focus than ever before. This is, of course, in part due to COVID-19. TikTok exploded because everyone needed a quick dopamine hit while the world was falling apart. This led to kids who were 10 and 11 at the time to spend the hours that they used to play outside on their phones (since when do elementary schoolers have phones?!) and losing their grip on basic study and social skills, stunting their development. I'd like to see how this hopefully improves in the future, but for now it upsets and scares me, honestly -- music is the least important manifestation of it.

[marcskywalker]

HI!

So f2, f3, f4 and the f1 academy are in their off seasons (so is indycar). So if you want to catch up on old broadcasts now is the best time without getting overwhelmed. I find the f1 tv app is best (it costs like 20 pounds per year or monthly installments of 2.50 I think)

F1 has three days of driving. Either a sprint weekend, or non-sprint.

Non sprint-weekend:

Friday: Free Practice 1 & 2, where the teams have the cars run as long or as little as they want to see if any adjustments need to be made to the car or to see if they need to use different tyres to the ones they planned to use. A lot of people choose to skip FP1 & FP2 but some drama can come out of it.

Saturday: Free practice 3 and qualifying, the last practice session and then qualifying. Qualifying is a short race do to determine the starting positions of each car in the actual race. The bottom 5 of qualifying are knocked out after 15 minutes and are at the back of the grid. This continues until we find our winner (known as pole position) and our number 2. In f1, the 1st and 2nd places are on the first row, 3rd and 4th are second row and so forth.

Sunday: The race. Everyone will fine up on the grid and complete a formation lap before getting into their grid positions according to where they ended up in qualifying. Sometimes people will move back due to penalties or start from the pitlane because they made major changes to the car. The top 10 positions gain points.

Sprint weekend:

Sprint weekends replace fp2 & fp3 with a sprint shootout and sprint race. These races are basically a mini race, with the top 8 positions gaining points. They are controversial as not many people like the current sprint format.

Terms you will hear:

Safety car: after a crash or if there is a hazard on track a red flag will come out and a safety car will be deployed. All racing cars must stay behind the safety car and cannot overtake.

Virtual Safety Car: this means that all cars must not overtake and stay under a specific speed as if a safety car was on track.

Red flag: danger, stop.

Yellow flag: be careful.

Double yellow flag: be extremely careful

so sorry this is so long!

First of, thanks so much answering me in great detail!!! bless your soul, honestly!!!!!!

I've been watching F1 for a while now so I'm pretty well versed with that (I say this with caution because every other week FIA talks about a new rule that I didn't know existed). But idk where to start with other series??

What's the difference between f2, f3, f4 and f1 academy?? Is it just, idk, an age category or something. And which ones do you recommend to watch?

Also, unrelated question, do you have any F1 podcast/video recommendations? I watch Matt and Tommy, and I thought more content would be nice

[charisreads]

ALL THE BOOKS I READ IN 2022

This year I was mostly focused on my career (and I fell in loveeee) so I’ve not had much time for reading. Nonetheless, here are the books I managed to get through. (I'll do another post on the books I bought but haven't finished!)

This has been a bad reading year for me, so I was surprised to see that I read as many as I did. I think the reason for this is that now I have multiple ways to read eg. My kindle, the kindle app on my phone, audible, and hard copies. I bought myself a Kindle last year for Christmas, worried that I wouldn’t ever pick it up, but I use it all the time! (Hasn’t curbed my love for physical books though.)

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

I highly doubt Tumblr needs to be told how great this book is. I loved every second, I cried, I’ll buy whatever the author releases next.

Normal People ✨fastest read!✨

I really needed an easy read after stopping and starting so many books and I just swam right through this one. I finished it. I sulked. I watched the BBC series. I find it hard to recommend because it’s not satisfying but it’s real.

They Both Die At The End

I read the entirety of this book commuting. To and from London, up north and back to Manchester. It was great to dip in and out of. It made time pass by quickly. I cried like a bitch. Highly recommend.

Ark

It’s a short story but a lovely one. I was looking for more Veronica Roth books like a hungry dog, this satisfied the itch.

Press Reset

This was work related. It’s a great insight into the video game industry, probably not interesting if you’re not in this field.

Chess ✨new all-time favourite book✨

London Euston station bookshop staff I owe you so much!! I was looking for a short read for my long journey back to Manchester. I spotted this short book with a handwritten recommendation. It surprised me. Stefan Zweig is an author I’ve never heard of before. With a book name like “Chess” I expected a strategic story. To me it is colourful, people focused and wonderful. I love how he clearly writes the motivations of characters and how the story seems fantastical but real. I sent my writer friend 7 voice notes about it then bought her a copy of it for her birthday.

Primal Branding

Another work one. Marketing related, interesting case studies, goes on a bit.

Fatal Attraction 😶least favourite😶

My auntie gave me a bunch of books a while back and this thriller caught my eye. Sadly, it had potential to follow through but didn’t.

Whoever Fights Monsters

Non-fiction! This book was written by the man who invented the term serial killer. He writes about many cases he helped solve and serial killers he interviewed. It's very interesting, not just the parts about serial killers but his determination. He's worked in some very difficult and slow-moving agencies, yet got through the bureaucracy to get this work done.

The Thursday Murder Club

I really wanted to like it. I really, really, really did. But I didn’t. I couldn’t get attached to the characters and it felt like it was aimed at an older audience that wanted to be seen, which is lovely! But not meant for me.

Poirot’s Finest Cases

Audiobook. Top lad that Poirot.

Tribe: On Homecoming and Belonging

Work related read. I wrote a blog post about it on my work website here. https://www.charisreid.co.uk/blog/charisreidstribe

Project Hail Mary ✨recommend the most✨

A friend recommended me this and I loved it. It’s only available on audible right now but I really recommend it. It’s fun, heartwarming and I love how the problems the character faces are all science-based. Really rad. 10/10.

(I also reread the Hunger Games trilogy bc it’s my comfort series, so let’s include that)

✨16 total books finished in 2022✨

I'll do another post about aims for next year and what I'll be starting to read in January!

[cherrysarchives]

Dick Pick (M)

➻ Pairings: Chanyeol x Baekhyun

➻ Genre: smut, pwp, humor

➻ Additional: 

➻ Word Count: 1.9K

➻ Warnings: 

➻ Author’s notes: This story was written anywhere from 4 - 10 years ago. I’m highly aware that much of the content in this story is unrealistic and may be triggering to some. Please mind all tags! If you’re unsure, please just skip this story. This story is fiction and does not reflect real-life idols' behaviors, personalities, or beliefs. This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

The dorm was relatively quiet that evening. A few of the members had their own schedule to go to. Like Sehun with his movie, Suho with his premier. He was pretty sure Kyungsoo was shooting for another drama. Baekhyun, himself, had just finished shooting his own movie for the evening and he was more than happy to spend the rest of the evening doing nothing. With Lay still in China, Kai out with his girlfriend, Chen and Xiumin doing god only knows what, and Chanyeol probably composing, Baekhyun was left to do whatever he wanted. What he wanted to do, he wasn’t entirely sure. 

He had taken a few selfies after his shower, but didn’t have the energy to post them on instagram. The thought of watching a movie or something crossed his mind, but that required getting up to get his laptop, which is something he honestly didn’t want to do at the moment. He was very comfy, sprawled out on the bed in nothing but his boxers, hair still slightly damp from his shower, towel draped over his shoulders. 

So he stuck with his phone. He was going back and forth between instagram, thumbing through pictures and YouTube, watching different random videos. It was one of his favorite ways to unwind after a busy day. He had just clicked on a Girl’s Day video to watch one of the previous performances when the notification dropped down from the top of his phone. A quick scan showed that it was from Chanyeol and it was a photo attachment.

Pausing the video, he exited out of the app and scrolled over to his messages and opened them. Clicking on Chanyeol’s name, he watched as the message popped up and he stared at the photo in front of him.

It was, what he assumed was Chanyeol laying in bed with the blankets wrapped around his legs and his hand pressed down, fingers curled slightly around his very hard and erect cock that was still in his shorts. He had to cock his head, eyes glued to the image for a moment before he shook his head. It was a daring image and he wasn’t sure why Chanyeol took it, but he just shrugged it away. He didn’t bother to send a reply back, figuring either it was some weird prank or had misclicked who he wanted to send it too. 

Exiting out of his messages, he opened back up the YouTube app and continued to watch his video. He was bobbing his head along, singing to the song happily. His eyes moved around on the screen, watching each woman as she danced. He had to admit, he did like watching the girls dance in the outfits the stylists had picked out for them. Tummy flashes and long legs. Oh the long legs. He loved a girl with long legs. 

He couldn’t help but laugh loudly when one of the girls fell. He covered his mouth and giggled and watched till the end before looking for another video. Mess ups were always funny to watch, as long as he wasn’t the one who made the mess up. He decided to go with a boy group this time and up10tion was getting a lot of attention, so he decided to watch these rookies. The video had just started when another picture came in from Chanyeol. Baekhyun could only shake his head and guess what Chanyeol could want to show him this time. Hopefully not another dick covered pic. 

Baekhyun could hope all he wanted, but the moment he pulled up Chanyeol’s message, his hopes were dashed as his eyes widened to an impossibly large size. Right before him was a picture he never thought he would get from Chanyeol. The other had his pants down around his thighs...those milky white thighs. His hand was wrapped around his erect cock and lord was it big. It was certainly bigger than Baekhyun had thought it would be. Bigger than he thought it should be. It was…..huge.

Baekhyun couldn’t help but lick his lips, and with slender fingers, he enlarged the picture and looked at it closer. He was uncircumcised and Baekhyun was surprisingly okay this. Baekhyun was surprisingly okay with all of this. From seeing his friend’s penis to actually liking the look and shape of it. And wanting to...taste it.

Reaching up, Baekhyun slapped himself a few times on the cheek. “Snap out of it Byun.” he muttered. He couldn’t like this. He couldn’t like seeing his friends dick. He couldn’t like seeing a dick period. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t natural. But yet something inside him was telling him that this...this dick was the one he had always wanted. Not that he knew he wanted a dick. But this dick was the one. 

“Oh my god I’m going crazy.” he muttered. He closed the picture out, fingers pressing the chat box as he sent a quick reply back to the younger male 

Chanyeollie~

‘Yah! Why are you sending me pictures of your dick?!’

Closing out the application once more, he pulled YouTube back up and started the video again, trying to keep his mind off of the pictures he received while he waited for a reply back. He was barely another 30 seconds into the video when the message came through and Baekhyun quickly opened it.

Chanyeollie~

‘Sorry man, must have clicked your name by mistake. ‘

Baekhyun couldn’t believe what he was reading. Chanyeol had actually meant to send these pictures to someone else? Who could he be sending such naughty pictures to? And why? That was the most important question. Actually the most important question was how come Baekhyun didn’t know Chanyeol had someone he wanted to send nude pictures too? He was in shock and not really sure how to reply to this. It took him a good five minutes before he could finally formulate a reply that didn’t either sound dumb, sounded mean, or sounded like he wanted to see more.

Chanyeollie~

‘You could get in trouble if these pictures go to the wrong person. 

Why are you taking them anyway?’

That seemed like a good enough response. It wasn’t too harsh, and he didn’t sound too curious like he might want more. He sounded just right. Instead of going back to his video, this time he just kept his messages opened and waited. And waited. And waited some more. It honestly felt like forever before he got the message back, but in reality it had barely been a minute.

Chanyeollie~

‘Your right. Good thing it was you. I just wanted to

see what it would look like if I took a picture of my cock.

Do you like it? Big right? I think I’m the biggest in the

group now.’

Baekhyun smacked his head. Leave it to Chanyeol to want to try something that was so dangerous and scandalous like that. The other was just crazy, that’s all there was to it. But did he like it? If he was being honest with himself, yes he did like it. He liked it a lot. 

Chanyeollie~ 

‘Why would you ask me if I liked it? Chanyeol

you're crazy. Stop taking pictures of your dick.’

Baekhyun honestly wasn't sure what else to say this other than that. He wasn't going to tell his best friend he liked the picture of his dick. And he wasn't going to admit to himself that he liked the picture of his best friend’s dick. Even if he already knew he did. He'd rather lie to himself than to admit it.

Chanyeollie~

‘Aw you’re no fun Baek. Come over here and

help me take more pictures.’

Baekhyun groaned and sighed and rubbed his forehead. This man. He couldn’t believe it. He wanted him to help take dick pictures? How could he even help? Other than hold the camera? He certainly wasn’t going to be holding Chanyeol’s dick. At all.

Chanyeollie~

‘There is no way I’m helping you. Forget it’

Baekhyun expected a reply from Chanyeol, complaining that Baekhyun wasn’t being fair, but when nothing came, Baekhyun almost felt a little disappointed. Not that he couldn’t just text Chanyeol again. Or even get up and walk down the hall and go see the other in his room.  He could do any of those. And yet he sat there and pouted. He pouted like a upset teenage girl who didn’t get her way. And for no real good reason.

After about holding his phone for ten minutes, he threw it down on his bed. He wasn’t in the mood anymore to watch videos or anything. Laying down on his bed, he stared up at the ceiling, thinking about what he should or shouldn’t do. After a while though, his mind went to other things, like all the little popcorn like things that lined his ceiling. What was it? Why was it there? Had it always been there?

They were deep thought provoking questions that had him so wrapped up that when his phone went off, he jumped on his bed slightly and panted. Reaching over, he grabbed and stared at the notification that Chanyeol had sent him another message. Raising a brow, he unlocked his phone and pulled up his messages and stared at the little clip link of a video. He wasn’t liking what he saw, but he hit play anyway.

“Baekhyun-ah~” Chanyeol’s breathy moan came through the phone. Baekhyun’s eyes widened as he watched as the camera was tilted down, revealing Chanyeol’s hand wrapped around his hard cock, stroking it. Baekhyun watched the way the skin moved over the head, covering it on every upstroke before being removed on the down stroke. Thead was so smooth and pink in color. It looks so delicious. He gave the head a squeeze, his thumb swiping over it and he moaned out louder.

“Fuck, Baekhyun.”

Baekhyun groaned and licked his lips. The way his name left Chanyeol’s lips sent a shiver up his spine and made his cock.twitch. “Fuck.”  He watched as Chanyeol got a closeup of his cock, watching the way the other stroked himself. Chanyeol moved his fingers and used his thumb to press down on his cock, pushing it downwards before letting it go. Baekhyun let out a groan as the cock bobbed back and forth a few times before stopping.

He would be lying if he said he wasn’t eager to see more. He was falling deeper and deeper into a state of lust that he didn’t want to admit he could be in, but it was happening.

The camera moved and turned, showing Chanyeol’s face and the smile that graced his face, cheeks slightly flushed. “You could be in here helping me Baekhyun. But instead you want to keep denying your attraction for me.”  he spoke deeply and chuckled. “That’s okay. Enjoy this video and know one day, you’ll get the real thing. Until then...baby.” He turned the camera again and pointed it at his cock. His other hand wrapped around the hard flesh and stroked himself quickly. Deep grunts left him, hips slightly moving before they stilled.

“Baekhyun!” Baekhyun gasped as he watched the milky fluid shoot from Chanyeol’s cock, landing on his hand and abdomen as he stroked himself through his orgams. The video ended and Baekhyun was left there to stare in shock and awe. It wasn’t until his cock gave a painful twitch, did he realize he was hard, horny and desperate for Chanyeol’s cock. 

He fell back on the bed and panted softly as he reached down and gripped himself through his pants, giving his cock a squeeze. “God I fucking hate you, Park Chanyeol.” he grumbled to himself. Lifting his phone, he pressed play once more and watched the video while stroking his cock. 

It was going to be a long night.