#which makes this even cuter ;w;

[crumpetz]

ahhh saw ur answer right before I went to bed 😎 Here they are (ignore the pink marker oops)

Best wishes to u my friend. Sending good vibes!! (And also crying abt ur comments abt my art tysm ;v;)

so sweet!! thank you so much! as soon as i saw this, i went and worked on Big Road Home for two hours :D it gave me a boost!

[loverdude]

Unstoppable force (I have gained like 30-50lbs over the past 6 months to a year and like half my clothes don't fit comfortably anymore) vs immovable object (clothes are fucking expensive not to mention it's hard to find stuff I like)

[staryuee]

“HEY, CAN I SLEEP ON YOUR CHEST?”

꒰warnings꒱ implied AMAB/AFAB, somewhat gender neutral terms but written w/ gay dynamics in mind, suggestive

⠀꒲ ` characters . . . kaeya, itto, alhaitham, wriothesley ⚣ yelan, yae miko, clorinde, arlecchino ⚢

⠀꒲ ` notes . . . meant for the gays and lesbians respectively! male characters are written in a gay POV, women are written with lesbian POV — my little gift for pride month ♡ shoutout to all my male readers i’m sorry there’s content drought for you i hope i sufficed even if just slightly 😓

A. KAEYA — 凯亚

resident boob window man.™

kaeya can’t help but relish in the eyes of people who pass him by to just simply ogle at his chest area; because let’s be honest, no body is looking at that red shirt of his. so when he heard the phrase, “can i sleep on your chest” escape from his boyfriend’s lips, it didn’t come as shock or surprise but more so a warranted compliment.

who was he to deny you? if he allows dozens to have a subtle peek at his gorgeous, tanned skin, why would he not give you a privilege that was beyond that. “how about sleeping on my bare chest? after all, isn’t heat better shared when directly skin to skin?” of course, such alluring words were written using the truth for the sake of obscenities.

and yet, when you finally burrow your face into his chest, arms snuggled safely around his waist as you hummed softly, kaeya was sure his heart would leap out of its ribcage. god, he was so lucky no one was here to embarrass him further because the image of the ever elusive, mysterious and slightly flirtatious calvary captain turning into a silly puddle at just the littlest bit of affection would be etched into history’s memory to make use of as blackmail material.

“your heartbeat is really loud,” you teased, a subtle smirk tilting your mouth as you felt his breath hitch at your sudden call out. he was hoping you couldn’t hear that incessant hammering, but since you’re so close, he might as well let you savour that sound for a little longer while he’s all yours.

A. ITTO — 荒泷一斗

“itto!”

“[name]!”

“can i sleep on your chest?”

pausing the excited chant and the slight ritual between you two to randomly call out each others names, itto stumbles and stutters in embarrassment, “i—! well, uhm, yeah! sure, hell yeah! ‘course you’d wanna, after all y’know we’re dudebros uhm, boyfriends, yeah!” it would be cuter if he did less dignity saving and a little more holding but nonetheless, this is what you signed up for when asking this tall hunk of mess to go out with you.

fortunately, neither of you would have it any other way.

getting fully comfortable in bed, it’s like you sink into itto perfectly, your body falling limp and heavy as your head cradles itself between his tattooed chest. if you didn’t feel so absolutely drowsy from the amount of heat exuding from his body, you were certain your hands may have wandered to squish them for the fun of it. yet, you refrained.

not like itto would’ve noticed such wanderings regardless, he was too busy fighting hyperventilation and this nagging cuteness aggression that threatened to manifest itself in him squeezing you painfully within the grip he had on your smaller frame.

WRIOTHESLEY — 莱欧斯利

“wrio…” you whine, face nuzzling into the nape of his neck and arms sliding along his waist to pull him flush against you.

“what is it, mon beau?” he can’t help but chuckle at the way your hands sneakily traveled along his abdomen and up to cup his chest, squeezing occasionally per routine after wriothesley came out the shower all wet and enticing, those droplets dribbling down his abs just simply begging to be swiped clean (either by your tongue or a towel, but both of you knew which one wriothesley would prefer).

“can i sleep on your chest, please? had a shitty day.”

wriothesley smiles smugly, the question rather warranted given how touchy you were being with him. “you’ve been getting all demanding lately, you know that?” settling himself within the covers of your shared abode, wriothesley promptly propped his head up atop fluffed up pillows before tapping on his chest. “come here.”

watching as you immediately snuggled yourself within his tender embrace, face nuzzled between his tits as if they were gold itself, wriothesley latched onto you with an affectionate stare, hands rubbing at your back to help soothe you. “my boyfriend’s so clingy these days,” he chuckles, giving you a gentle squeeze despite clearly having the strength to grip you tighter.

“should i just connect us with handcuffs at this point?” he suggested, but honestly if you asked, he’d do it without hesitation.

AL HAITHAM — 艾尔海森

“hey, can i sleep on your chest?”

alhaitham promptly shuts his book at your request, eyes gradually meeting yours like some sort of lizard. “but i’m a man.”

“yeah so am i, what’s your point?” your lips puckered into a firm pout, a hand on your hips as if you were absolutely bewildered that he even dared to deny you in such a subtle way despite you asking so nicely instead of snuggling yourself between his manboobs shamelessly.

“my point is,” alhaitham sat up from the couch, those muscular arms that you were certain were littered with your bite marks a few days ago laced over his chest as if to reprimand you for your ignorance, “i’m a man, it wouldn’t be comfortable for you because my breast tissue is smaller than that of a woman.”

“well, can i?” a small stretch of silence ensued for a while before alhaitham gave up trying to reason with you and merely propped up his pillow, rolling his eyes at the way you wasted no time in snuggling yourself against him. face of course nuzzling against his chest restlessly. he might not admit it to you, but you certainly weren’t blind to big boobs when you saw them.

there was a whole curve. you could calculate the circumference of those things if he asked — and honestly? that within itself wouldn’t be beyond him. alhaitham found himself enjoying this more than he thought he would. his hand carded within your messy bed-hair as the other took its time to soothe your back.

if such a dumb request is enough to make you happy, he doesn’t mind fulfilling it.

YELAN — 夜兰

“i’m not used to being caught off guard,” yelan coughs into her hand, what seemed to be both a look of surprise and smugness distorting her usually calm facade.

“would you like to bet on my answer to that question?” she tilted her head to the side to entice you, her finger luring you close with a simple movement you couldn’t help but be drawn closer to almost instantaneously.

“well, can i?” you ask innocently, a bambi look to you that yelan would normally tease, but right now she wanted to devour completely. she grins, pearly whites showing as she pat her lap for you to cradle yourself in.

“i was thinking of taking an afternoon nap anyways, i don’t see any harm in you joining me.” and of course, you wasted absolutely no time in jumping within her embrace, those hands that normally held poker chips and cards or the neck’s of egregious men now holding you with an almost surreal gentleness.

“atta girl.” yelan giggled as you nuzzled yourself snuggly against her chest, those lashes of your fluttering against your cheek as sleep seemingly lulled you in a mere instant. where you keeping awake just for her to hold you? how sweet.

YAE MIKO — 八重神子

“have you been obsessively reading those sapphic novels of yours again, [name]?”

“nuh-uh…”

“don’t lie to me dearest, i can read you with a mere glance.” yae miko flutters some cherry blossoms that clung onto her attire with a mere wash of her hand, prepping herself for the long yet worthwhile cuddle session ahead that she’s grown more than accustomed to each time you presented yourself with your hands clasped behind your back so innocently like that.

“lay down then darling, you have all my attention.” she says after a minute, and of course you obey without any protest. you snuggle yourself into her comforting warmth, her arms immediately enveloping you as you lay down against her. yae miko proceeds to kiss repeatedly all over your head while humming a soft tune that sounded suspiciously familiar to you.

it was the same song that gently breezed in the background of your first kiss during a festival, when the sunset deep the sky in a beautiful array of red and orange hues.

seems like you weren’t the only one to have been obsessively reading sapphic novels lately.

CLORINDE — 克洛琳德

“clorinde…~ can i sleep on you chest please?”

“…don’t you have your own? i don’t quite understand your fascination.”

“i want to be able to hear you heartbeat when i wake up.” ah, well you can’t just say such swoon-worthy words and then expect her to not completely drop everything and coddle you. a blush smothered her cheeks in the most cosiest of hues as she fumbled over in her effort to figure out what reply she could possibly conjure up.

it took a few moments before the words finally reached her lips but the response that fell out was no less eloquent than the one that followed, which was to laugh. “i…why not? just don’t get too attached, i have to leave in the early morning.” with that said she pulled the covers back and slid into the bed next to you, who had taken up residence in the space between the bed’s headboard and the wall, leaving enough room for both of you to comfortably fit.

clorinde wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you flush against her side while she tucked herself under your chin, effectively shielding you from all harm. her breathing evened out gradually until she seemed to have drifted off, lulling you into complete slumber. you were sure you wouldn’t even notice if she hadn't been holding you tight to her chest.

ARLECCHINO — 阿蕾奇诺

“you’ve become bolder, haven’t you my dumb bunny?”

the luxury of comfort was the last thing arlecchino obtained within her livelihood. she didn’t need it, nor did he want to have it. she would be content with living in the forest and sharing it’s abundant wildlife with fellow rabbits or whatever other small animal that came to feed on it. they could do what they wanted and it wouldn't bother that unnerving stoicism of hers.

yet such a simple, minute, even pure, question of yours? it somehow rattled something within her like a predatory snake unleashing it’s coil on its prey in sight for a bigger bite.

“since you’re so desperate for sleep, suppose i’ll have to indulge you.” she sighed heavily despite her tone holding no mingle of exhaustion apart from the permanent eyebags drooping beneath her lids.

like a berry unknowingly rolling into the reclining jaws of a centuries starved bear that’s drooling per conditioning, you comfortably settle right next to her heartbeat, those black nails sending shivers down your spine in electric shocks of warning as she spookily tugs them down your back.

her words always seem so elusive, so teasingly endearing they hardly feel sincere — almost as if sweetened words that spill from her lips come as easily as the breath from her frigid body. one thing that couldn’t lie, most unfortunately to arlecchin’s interest, was her heart.

the way it beat so clearly and loudly against your ear, it was hard not to giggle. of course, the ever perceptive arlecchino mumbled something incoherent about your perceived insolence and shoved your face right between her breasts to stop you from peeking directly into her heart. despite you clearly being in it already.

©STARYUEE do not copy, steal or repost ♡ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪʜᴇᴀʀᴛɢᴀɴʏᴜ

[vinomino]

Worming your way into his bed his heart

Featuring: Sakura Haruka x f!Reader

Warnings: none…sfw

WC: 700

Entering Sakura’s apartment, you heard the shower running. Deciding to just wait for him to come out, you sit down on his mattress. One that you nagged him to buy after he starting complaining of a sore back.

Puffing up the newly bought pillows, you slipped them into some pillowcases and placed them on the bed. “Oh, Sakura!” You noticed he stepped into the room.

He stares at you for a moment.

You take this moment to engrave what he looks like shirtless into your memory as much as possible. Muscles hardened and tones from the amount of fights he’s been through.

“W-W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE—?!” He shouts, covering himself up with his arms. His entire torso was red.

“Mmm? You look even cuter shirtless!” You snicker, making him toss the towel at your face.

Sakura now has a T-shirt on and is crouched in the corner, staring at you. “Why’re you so far away, come here.” Patting the spot next to you. He reluctantly comes closer. “Lookie here, I got some pillows!” You say patting at one of them.

Sakura is holding his breathe, trying to look anywhere else, but you. Which is hard to do when there’s nothing in the room.

You’re wearing shorts, your thighs look so smooth and plush— wait are those sleeping shorts. Is that a tank top underneath your flannel—

He can faintly see the outlines of your— through the thin gray tank top. Wait…you’re not wearing one of those bra-ma-jiggys—

Sakura slaps his hand over his mouth, dropping his head to stare into the tatami mat at his feet. So much blood was rushing to his head causing his hearing to deafen.

“Sakura…Sakura!” You tap his shoulder. He turns to look at you, breath hitching when he sees how close your face is to his. He scrambles back, “W-Wha—BUT WHY’RE YOU HERE?!” Pointing a finger at you.

You tilt your head, “You said I could spend the night…?”

Oh right— he responded to your text saying fine, but he didn’t expect “can I come over” to mean “can I spend the night with you”. But he can’t bring himself to kick you out.

He should kick you out. How is going to be able to sleep with you beside him? The prettiest and sweetest girl he’s ever met is laying next to him— he tries not to think anymore.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep…sixty-four sheep….

Nothings working, he just can’t fall asleep. Sakura peeks over at you, you’re staring at him. He jolts, “Why’re you looking at me—“ Trying to shout while whispering is proving to be difficult. However, it’s late and he doesn’t want to bother his neighbors.

“I can’t sleep…and you’re very pretty Sakura.” You mumble, just loud enough so he can hear.

Pretty? You think he’s pretty? A freak like him? You’re the one who’s pretty— a strange warm feeling is blooming inside his chest. He bites back a whimper.

“I like you…I like you a lot, so I’ll wait for you to say it back.” You stare into his two-toned eyes. Maybe the drowsiness is giving you confidence, but you’re glad you got it off your chest. It felt freeing, freeing enough to lull you asleep.

Are his ears deceiving him? You like him? Were you lying? Is it really okay for him to be liked? Does he like you?

All these questions swarm his head. The way you say his name with that honey voice and the way you playfully tease him. The thought of you doing that to another guy, makes his stomach churn green with envy. He hates the weak and you’re not weak, you’re strong, strong enough to take the first step when he can’t.

Maybe it’s alright for him to allow you to— what if you leave him? No, Umemiya taught him, so did Kaji, and Suo, and Nirei, and Kotoha— everyone in Bofurin taught him— No, he won’t let you go, not without a fight. You’ve wormed your way into his heart and he isn’t going to let you disappear so easily.

You shift in your sleep, curling up under the covers. He finally allows the words to come out of his mouth, “I like you too.”

[wondipity]

jealous

bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

synopsis: in which the big, bad bakugou katsuki gets jealous after your best friend got a little too handsy with you

warnings: reader wears sundresses and lip gloss and is said to be smaller than bakugou, girl kisses girl !!!!, neck kisses

w/c: 0.62k (a/n): requested by anon over here !!

“bye jiro, bye denki!” you call out as katsuki grumbled behind you “good riddance,”. "bye [name], bakugou," denki calls out, saluting when he mentions your boyfriend, making katsuki scowl at the grinning blonde haired boy.

jiro smiled her classic butterfly inducing grin as she finished tying her shoelaces and stood back up to face you. “goodbye bakugou" she says, nodding at your boyfriend who just rolls his eyes in return. "goodbye [name]!” jiro tweaks your nose before cupping your face, her thumb brushing the apples of your cheeks.

your look of confusion turns into one of surprise as jiro pulls you in and places a firm kiss on your lips. she hums and the taste of vanilla chapstick floods your senses.

“what the-” katsuki splutters behind you while denki wolf whistles. “get it, girls!” he yells out, his grin widening when jiro pulled away and slapped his shoulder. she turns back to you and gives you a wink before spinning around and walking away while dragging denki with her “see ya later gorgeous!” 

katsuki must have spotted your flustered expression because the moment jiro left he grabbed your shoulders and spun you around to face him. “what was that?” he questions, pinning you with his sharp gaze. “i don’t know” you answered truthfully.

jiro has never done more than just a friendly peck on the cheek. but hey, you weren’t complaining. jiro was your best friend so you knew that there was no secret agenda that she had been planning.

but katsuki didn’t seem to believe you.

“has she ever kissed you like this before?” he snarled, his crimson irises focused on your smaller frame as you stuttered out your answer. “j- just on the cheek,” you say, looking up as katsuki scrunches his nose in distaste. “just on the cheek huh?” he said, a knowing smirk plastered on his face, one that made you question what was about to happen next.

“so she’s never done this before?” he questions before dipping his head down to plant a small kiss on your neck. your lips part as you gasp and katsuki focuses his eyes on you once more, lips curling up into a smug grin. “has she?” he questions, letting his teeth graze the sensitive skin. “n- no,” you say as he hums and licks the skin over your collarbone.

“‘suki,” you say breathlessly as katsuki comes back up and tugs your bottom lip between his teeth. “i’m the only one who can do this to you,” he reminds you before turning around and leaving you standing in the doorway wondering what the fuck just happened.

you whine and close the door before following him to the kitchen where he stood with a glass of water. “‘suki, that's unfair!” you tell him as your pretty lips curl into a pout. his sharp gaze flicks over to you, taking in your form covered by the cute little sundress you had on and the way your lip gloss makes your pout look even cuter.

“can’t say i blame jiro,” katsuki begins, placing the glass on the counter before walking closer to you, until your back hits the the wall besides the couch. “katsuki,” you murmur, your fingers threading their way into his ash blonde hair.

“can’t blame her for wanting to get a taste, not when you look this good.” he continues, his eyes flickering to your glossed up lips as he licked his own.

your breath hitches as katsuki’s fingers twirl the strap of your sundress around his finger before letting it snap against your soft skin making you whine prettily. “too bad for her though,” his warm breath fans your lips before he finally looks into your eyes. “you’re mine,”

[murdrdocs]

having a baby w mike and it being the baby’s first halloween :’) you mike and abby take lil dude to baby’s r us and spend HOURS trying to find smth perfect, mike and abby bicker over costumes bc “he’s my kid??” vs “i’m a kid and i know what kids like, and he’s MY nephew”, taking him trick or treating w abby and her staring down anyone w a mask or smth scary like “>:( don’t scare him he’s little”, mike being a Dad and wanting to take pics/vids of everything

oh my god clementine this is so sweet i actually had to silently squeal for a second !!

it’s like there’s a general buzz in the house for all of october. each of you thoroughly excited for the first real holiday in baby schmidt’s life, apart from the fourth where he’d worn an american flag swimsuit at your parents cookout. he seems to be excited too, constantly flashing his newly grown teeth even when no one’s looking. 

the outside of the house is brandished in cheesy decorations, little cobwebs and faux tombstones, abby’s hard work as she likes to remind you and mike every so often. it seems like she has just as big of a role in baby schmidt’s life as his parents, which eventually leads to the infamous babies r us argument. 

standing in the infant section again, it’s at least the fourth time the four of you have found yourselves here, the three times before ending in frustrated walks to the toy section (where mike put entirely too many toys in the buggy), a lunch break, and a feeding break for little schmidt. 

now, you’re determined to find a costume this time. the section isn’t that big so it really shouldn’t be as difficult as it is. but the two equally stubborn schmidt’s are the ones making it difficult, dual hardened eyes staring at each other. 

“he should go as mickey mouse, it’s cuter.” 

“and i’m telling you again, abby, that he’s going as a little astronaut.” 

they each hold their respective costumes in tight fists, and it’s really a funny sight to see; mike bent down to eye level with his little sister, face just a tiny bit red from the argument that really shouldn’t be as heated as it is. 

“every other kid is going to be an astronaut.” 

“and how do you know that?” 

“because dina’s little cousins are all astronauts. i’m a kid. i know what kids like, mike.” she spits his name with such a matter-of-fact attitude, that you start to see her point. 

but little schmidt is starting to get fussy in your harness and your back is really starting to hurt so you cut the argument short just when mike states, “yeah but hes my kid” and abby is starting to counter that he’s her nephew. 

you punctually grab the first costume that you see, the lion from wizards of oz, and throw it in the basket. 

“neither of you carried him and went through 17 hours of labor so i get to choose.” and they can’t argue with that logic. 

but to make the two grumpy ones feel better about losing, you all stop for ice cream on the way home. 

and weeks later, when halloween finally rolls around (because of course abby and mike were so excited for little schmidt’s first halloween that you’d gone costume shopping extremely early), they’re both on guard. 

abby’s trick or treating with a friend, you and mike left as guardians for the night, and as soon as dina rings the doorbell abby is giving her a lecture. 

“and he’s really little still so you can’t scare him, okay?” 

you and mike stand a few feet away in the hallway, coordinating outfits with baby schmidt who’s still down for the remainder of his nap. 

when it comes to trick or treating itself, mike has his camera out the entire time. he refuses to let you all leave the house without pictures. every few houses he has to take a picture of you and abby and dina walking back from the porch, or baby schmidt with his fist in his mouth. by the end of the night, he’s gone through two rolls of film, and there’s new family photos framed around the house by the time thanksgiving rolls around.

[mikrokcsmos]

Marriage Material

synopsis; in which you witness firsthand exactly how much your boyfriend loves you (and distrusts all men).

pairing; boyfriend!jungkook x girlfriend!reader ft. taehyung

genre; minor angst, mainly fluff, humor, established relationship, bts run au

rating; PG-13

warnings; none just a jealous koo <3

w/c; 985

a/n; this debate was too cute. and this idea is even cuter. but jungkook be the cutest.

In his defense, you knew he was a very jealous person.

In your defense, it was his brother.

Jungkook does his best to catch your eye, but you’re too busy, to invested, in helping his older brother out with a perilla leaf.

Once it’s separated, you ask his brother if he’ll need help with more. You may be oblivious to your boyfriend’s agitation, but his brother isn’t.

Jeon Jung Hyun just chuckles nervously, grunting quietly to himself as Jungkook kicks his shin underneath the table again, before telling you no.

“It’s okay, y/n. My brother’s a grown man.”

He chides in from his seat across from you.

“Love, I do the same thing for you all the time and you are a grown man. Sometimes, people need help.”

As you say this, your focus is on perfecting your own perilla leaf, which ironically, you start to have trouble with. Your tongue sticks out in concentration, only for you to puff out your cheeks in minor frustration.

Seeing you having trouble, makes Jungkook’s eyes soften, and he lets out a quiet sigh in resignation. Later — he would explain in great detail exactly how he feels on the matter, but right now you needed him.

Wiping off his chopsticks with a napkin, he stretches out his arm, chopsticks aimed in determination to resolve your problem. When he sees your eyes light up from his help, he wants to puff out his chest the same way a superhero does, cause that’s how he feels whenever he helps you.

Whether it be reaching something up high for you, pulling out your chair and tucking it in, wiping specks of food off your face, giving you the last slice of pizza or bite of food in general (which is how you really know he’s in love with you), or separating a perilla leaf—

His eyes squint involuntarily as he thinks of that last one, but what he doesn’t realize is he’s still staring at you as he does it. You pause your chewing, brows raising in confusion at the look he’s giving you. You swallow.

“Why are you looking at me as if you’re about to murder me?”

“What?”

He snaps out of it instantly, sheepish smile on display at getting caught in his own head. His eyes flicker to his brother’s momentarily, and it has Jung Hyun stuffing his face with another perilla leaf you helped him with earlier in order to avoid his brother’s wrath. It only fuels his jealousy.

Following his line of sight, you find him glaring at his brother and frown.

“What’s with the gloomy face, y/n?”

Taehyung asks in question, sitting back down next to Jungkook, now back from his trip to the bathroom. Jungkook’s head swivels to yours.

“Did I do something wrong, love?”

You try to think back to moment’s later, head replaying the past in flashes until you sit up straight, eyes widening in epiphany.

“This has to do with that perilla leaf debate, doesn’t it?”

Jungkook tries his best to look everywhere but at you, and Taehyung stares between you both in amusement, chuckling.

“I missed something, didn’t I?” He lightly elbows Jungkook, who leans away from him, choosing to stay silent, but you know better now.

His hand fidgets with the straw in his cup as he nervously pokes his tongue out to play with his lip ring. That’s all you need to see, though, your hand coming to lay on his.

“Jungkook, love, look at me.”

He does. For only a minute. Eyes now focusing on Taehyung who leans into Jungkook to prod further.

“Y/N, did you help his brother with a perilla leaf, per chance?”

You purse your lips, as does Jungkook.

“I did.”

“Ah.” He nods, then leans back against the booth with his arms crossed. He nudges Jungkook with his shoulder.

“Are they gonna fall in love now, and get married?” Taehyung jestures, chuckling lightly, trying to ease the tension he’s slowly beginning to feel. Jungkook’s brother stays silent, fully aware it’s best not to add to the growing tension he didn’t mean to cause.

You give Taehyung a hard stare. He backs off, hands up in defense.

“Hey Tae, let’s go pay for the meal, yeah?” Jung Hyun offers suddenly, and Taehyung gives him a grateful smile.

“Yep! See you both…in a minute.”

Just like that, they walk away.

Taking the opportunity, you slide out of your seat and take Taehyung’s, now side by side with Jungkook. Again, you attempt to gain his attention by taking his hand in yours. This time, it works.

“You know I love you, right?” You start, tone soft.

“Of course.” He angles his body to face yours better, and now that he no longer has the napkin to play with, he defaults to playing with your fingers instead.

“You know I would never leave you—,” you wiggle your fingers in his grip for emphasis with your next words. “—especially when the whole reason we’re having dinner in this nice restaurant is to celebrate our engagement.”

He rubs the back of his neck, tilting it back to look at the elegant light fixture above the table for a split second, before fixing his gaze back on yours.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let it get to me as much as it did.” You caress his hand with the back of your thumb, eyes full of nothing but understanding.

No judgement.

“It’s just, how did I get so lucky that you chose me of all people to spend the rest of your life with?”

“I’ve been asking myself that since you put this ring on my finger, love.” You smile warmly at him, and his whole body fills with content. When you kiss, it makes every worry of his slip away, and all he can think about is how he can’t wait to marry you.

[jahanmp4]

I love Pomme's duality so much.

She loves flowers and animals and is so happy to help decorate w/ her parents, she writes beautiful entries in her journal and is artsty. Most people who don't watch POVs with her have this image of a sweet, calm child, which she is. She has pretty cheek marks and butterfly wings, has a personal art gallery and always tries to find goodness in people.

At the same time she's a CORPSE the poor girl stays up in the late hours of the night, she's gotten better at PVP thanks to q!Etoiles' guidance, she always has the best gear and never sleeps without her scythe. She genuinely fears to lose a life because that would mean not being the obvious target anymore, therefore putting all the eggs on an equal footing when it comes to threats. She's paranoid, in a constant state of fear that never truly leaves her. She has nightmares to the point where she doesn't want to go to sleep, and would, literally, die for her siblings. Her sense of sacrifice is such an amazingly unhealthy mix with her fear of explosions and immense hatred towards ElQuackity, planning on killing him just before they ended up disappearing. She hasn't known anything but fear her entire life, and somehow her need for survival is overshadowed by her fear of losing the people she cares about.

She's also dramatic, but the same way someone passionate about their favourite topics could be. She literally dug a hole to hide in when she saw a glass block that looked so ugly to her she couldn't even look at it (I am not stretching she literally said something along the line of it being "evil" in a "Get that thing out of my face" way.) She cannot bear the feeling of holes being covered up with just 1 block it HAS to be filled completely back to its original state, she loves symmetry to a sometimes irrational amount, she makes self-deprecating jokes and makes a habit of hitting her parents repeatedly when they say something she doesn't like (ESPECIALLY Baghera and Etoiles they have a permanent Pomme-hand-shaped dent on their backs.)

And I find it kind of beautiful that no matter what, most often than not Pomme fanart will always be really sweet, because she's still inherently loving at heart, and the beret+cheek marks+butterfly wings combo is just too cute. But she's cuter in a dumpster raccoon/possum way rather than in a rabbit/puppy way. The only complaint I could have about Pomme fanart is the lack of dark circles because you know that girl needs some sleep

[kesujo]

Other Plans - Part 2 of 3

Link to part 1 here.

The face that greeted us surprised me. It was Tiffany, my date from a few days ago. "Hey Jessi!" she greeted her friend happily, hugging her tightly. "And--" she paused when she looked at me. She immediately turned red, but smiled at me anyways.

I smiled back to her, causing her to turn more red. "Hey Tiffany," I said awkwardly. Why would she be here? Was Jessi just pulling a prank on me all along, and just lead me to Tiffany's apartment? Was Tiffany here for the same reason we were?

Noticing my confused expression, Jessi explained. "Tiffany here is the director." I turned a bit pale. Yet another innocent image I had of someone was instantly shattered. But Jessi wasn't finished yet. "She was just hired last week, which is how I was able to reserve the spot; she took the job only because she was desperate for money, not because she liked--"

"Oh," I cut her off, not wanting to hear more than I needed to. And, after noticing Tiffany blush even more, that it was good I cut her off.

"S-So, you guys will be having lunch w-with Taeyeon," she told us, stuttering, face still red. "This is so you guys c-can get accompanied with each other," she continued. I smiled at her stuttering; she had done this during our 'date', and I still found this cute.

She then turned around, a bit quickly, and led us into a room with a low table filled with several delicious looking food; the smell teased my nose, making my stomach growl. The fact that I didn't have breakfast didn't help either.

Already sitting on a cushion was a woman with flawless skin; it seemed to glow from how pure it looked. She had silky golden hair, which seemed almost as soft as Jessi's, that seemed to flow down past her shoulders. She had black eyes that seemed big, for some reason, which combined with her slim nose and thin lips, made her look even cuter. Her facial features clearly distinguished her as Asian. She looked no more than 16, but Jessi had already told me that she was in her twenties, which I found hard to believe. Her thin, but slightly muscular arms were resting on the table, still maintaining her perfectly white skin color; her fingernails were painted a sparkling gray. No matter how I looked at it, I couldn't imagine how she could be experienced with having sex.

She wore a pleasant smile as we were sitting down. "Hi, I'm Taeyeon," she greeted us. "So, you must be Alex," she said, looking at me in the eye. I nodded, smiling back. Then, her eyes traveled downward swiftly before moving to Jessi. "And you must be Jessica?" Did she just check me out? I thought as I sat down on the cushion provided for me.

"Yeah! Nice to meet you, Taeyeon!" she chirped happily, extending a hand, which Taeyeon shook.

"So, dig in, I guess," she told us, picking up her chopsticks and starting to eat. We followed suit; I tried my hardest not to just devour everything on the table as fast as I could. Jessi didn't have this problem, since she basically was never hungry, which was why she's so skinny in the first place. "So, there will be two scenes," she told us. "The first one will involve Alex playing as the teacher, and Jessica and me playing the students with bad grades. We approach him to try to persuade him to raise our grades, but he doesn't budge; so, we make our move, if you know what I mean," she said. Her eyes showed the same mischievousness Jessi had shown earlier, causing me to stop eating momentarily. "And the other scene," she continued, looking away from me, "is where Jessica--can I call you Sica?" she suddenly stopped herself, looking at Jessi.

“Sure!" Jessica quickly chirped in response.

Taeyeon nodded. "Ok, so the idea of this scene is that Sica is Alex's girlfriend, and she has been sex deprived since Alex has been working so much," Jessi looked at me with raised eyebrows, seeming to tell me ‘as expected’. I stuck my tongue out at her. "So Sica called her friend, me, to try to help with her problem: so, I handcuff Sica to a bed with various sex toys attached to her a little before Alex comes home. When he does come home, he'll notice his girlfriend in this state and fumble to take off the toys. Extremely turned on at this point, Sica starts to strip Alex, and soon after, I join," she explained calmly, eating in between her explanation.

The thing I wanted to know was how both Taeyeon and Jessi be so calm about this. I guess Taeyeon being calm is no big deal because of her experience, but Jessi's calmness was unnerving. After a brief moment of silence, Jessi initiated conversation, and we started talking normally until nothing was left on the table.

When we finished, Taeyeon led us outside and to another room. The room was already set up, and looked, uncannily, like the average high school classroom, with neatly set up desks and cheeky, motivational posters plastered around the room. On the front desk where three sets of clothes. Looking around the room, I could see many lenses. Even though the fact that I was actually about to do this made me uneasy, I was a bit relieved that there were no camera men/women; or any that we could see.

Taeyeon walked to the desk and began stripping right away. "Wait--" I exclaimed, averting my eyes.

"We're going to see each other naked eventually, might as well now then later," she said, cutting me off. I continued to hear the sound of clothes coming off, followed shortly by the sound of footsteps.

"Come on Jinnie, we need to change!" I heard Jessi say. I reluctantly walked to the desk and grabbed my uniform. Luckily, Taeyeon had already changed. Unluckily, it was the skimpiest outfit ever: the skirt showed basically all of her legs, not to mention the top having an extremely low cut. For some reason, I couldn't peel my eyes off her until I caught her staring at me with a sly grin. I focused on the task at hand, changing into my uniform as quickly as possible.

The new outfit was pretty comfortable. I was wearing a white and blue plaid shirt, a brown suit on top of that, and brown khakis. "Remember, just keep calm until I pull your tie, ok?" Taeyeon told me, exiting the room. We were supposed to start off with them two walking in, me looking at some papers.

"Ok," I told her. While they were walking out, my eyes caught on to their asses. I never noticed how round, soft, and squishy...

The door closed. I snapped out of it, looking down papers on the desk. I was surprised to find words on it. It was a paper on String Theory; intrigued, I began reading it, figuring that reading it would get me into the role even more. The door opened; I looked up from my paper and saw them walking towards me. "Is there anything I can help you ladies with?"

"Yeah," they said simultaneously, walking up to the desk. I tried hard not to be distracted by the low neckline of the school uniform. "Our grades have not been doing too well recently, and we were wondering if there was anything we could do about it," Taeyeon continued, leaning down to give me a better view of her cleavage.

Remembering my role, I instead looked her in the eye. "Well, you could do the extra credit I gave out," I suggested.

This time Jessi leaned down, frowning. "But that's too hard..." she whined, squeezing her breasts together suggestively. I, with much difficulty, kept my poker face on.

"I don't think you understand," Taeyeon continued for her, leaning forward. I gulped softly at the amount of cleavage I was seeing. "We would do anything," she said, running her finger along my jaw. "Anything," she whispered again in my ear.

I grinned at her. "Would you..." I trailed off, removing her finger, leaning forward. I could feel her start to grin. "...study?" I finished.

She straightened up, frowning. "Mr. Han," Jessi said in place of Taeyeon's silence, pulling her uniform's neckline down, giving me more of a view of her breasts. I swallowed, but kept my poker face. "You are looking exceptionally attractive today," she told me.

I gave her a genuine smile. "Thank you, Ms. Jung."

She lifted herself up to seat herself on the desk. "Actually," she said, scooting closer to me. "You look," she leaned in, placing her mouth next to my other ear. "Sexy," she breathed into my ear.

I strained to keep a straight face. "I appreciate the compliment, Ms. Jung, but flattering me won't bring your grade up," I told her. She frowned and got off the desk, standing next to me. I noticed that on my right, Taeyeon was also standing next to me.

"Come on, Mr. Han," Taeyeon whined, placing her hand on my chest. I scooted my chair back, but she followed me. "I'm sure we can make you think otherwise," she said, sitting on my leg. I shuddered as I could feel her wetness seeping through her panties and my pants. She pulled on my tie and captured my lips. Recognizing this signal, I responded to her kiss, grabbing her and stood up, pushing her against the wall, not breaking the kiss.

"Maybe you can," I growled at her, finally able to release my building sexual tension. After I broke the kiss, I pulled off her skirt and her panties in one swipe. I threw the two items of clothing behind me, then put my knee in between her legs, rubbing her inner thigh with it.

"Ng, Mr. Han..." she moaned, closing her eyes and leaning her head against the wall. I pulled off her uniform top, diving in to capture her right breast. I caught her nipple with my tongue and began to flick it. "Mmm," she hummed with pleasure, pushing my head into her breast even more.

Her hands found my pants and my boxers and pulled them both down, using her legs to push them the rest of the way. I kicked the pool of clothes that had land on my feet backward, hearing them land somewhere behind me and continued to massage her inner thigh with my knee. "Oooh, Mr. Han," she moaned. "You're soo good..." she said as she grinded against my knee.

I took my mouth off her breast, using my right hand in place of it as I moved up to capture her lips. Moaning, she eagerly responded to my kiss, moving in sync with me. When I broke away for air, Taeyeon pulled off my suit and plaid shirt in one upward motion, throwing it somewhere in the room. I started to kiss her again, but felt something soft pressing against my back, and right after that, a warm mouth nipping my neck. Jessi had slipped her hand in between us and started tracing my abs, making me shiver.

Deciding to use my fingers, I snaked my hand down south on both of them. Jessi, on the other hand, slid her legs in between Taeyeon and me, trapping my legs behind her and causing our hips to align. As soon as she achieved this, she started humping me. "Unf," I groaned, also being pushed into Taeyeon, who also moaned. I lowered my right hand down to Taeyeon's legs while using my left arm to reach back and slide up Jessi's legs.

They both moaned; I could feel them start to shiver in delight. I stopped millimeters before reaching their pussies, rubbing the smooth, and already slightly wet with pre-cum, skin. "Ng!" the both moaned, bucking downwards. I had anticipated this motion and retreated my hand before they could achieve the contact they so desired. I put my fingers in their original position afterwards and continued the rub the skin, simultaneously lubricating my fingers with their pre-cum. Then, I made sure to put my leg in between each other their legs, in case they tried something.

Which Jessi did, but I had already put my leg in place. Letting out a frustrated groan, she bucked again, but I retreated my finger. Right after though, Taeyeon did the same, almost catching me off guard.

I broke off the kiss from her, in need of oxygen. Instead of kissing her again, I bent my head down and captured her left nipple in my mouth. "Ng!" she moaned, bucking once again, only to have me retreat my fingers temporarily. Soon after, I heard kissing sounds: Taeyeon and Jessi had started to kiss each other.

Extremely turned on by this, I moved two fingers each onto their pussy lips, running my finger up and down the slit. "Hng!" they moaned, muted by each other's mouths as they simultaneously bucking into my fingers, but to no avail.

This happened several more times, until they broke apart, in need of oxygen. "Mr. Han, please," Jessi breathed, resting her head on my shoulder and trying to close her legs once again, but was blocked by my leg.

I let go of Taeyeon's breast. "Please what?" I asked, poking my finger in teasingly. They both bucked again, but I pulled back in time.

"Fuck..." she moaned.

"Ah ah, no swearing in the classroom please," I told her, smirking. "Now, what is it that you wanted?"

"Finger in pussy," Jessi said brokenly, head on my chest, breathing hard.

"Hmm?" I asked again, flicking both of their clits. Taeyeon moaned loudly, while Jessi swore loudly again.

"PUT YOUR FUCKING FINGERS INTO MY SOPPING WET PUSSY," Jessi screamed. I happily obliged, taking three fingers and plunging them into the hole. "UNF!" she moaned, bucking her hips to bring my fingers into her more.

"See, was it that hard?" I asked, now facing Taeyeon as I continued to pump my three digits inside of Jessi. I felt her bite into my neck, but my hormones had me so horny that I ignored it.

"I-I won't beg," Taeyeon said, voice sounding very much like a helpless high school student. I couldn't help but think how good of an actor she was, even in this situation.

"Won't you?" I asked, accepting her challenge. The look of fear shone in her eyes; I'm not sure if it was real or acting, but it turned me on so much that I almost plunged my fingers in right there. Luckily, I held back.

I leaned in to kiss her again, fingers tracing her slit once again. Up, down, up, down, flick. And with each flick, Taeyeon would buck, but meet nothing. I grinned every time this happened and continued to tease her. I felt her desperation grow with every failed attempt.

Feeling her almost give in, I broke away from the kiss and captured her nipple with my mouth, sucking on it lightly. "Ng," she moaned, but still didn't utter a word. I tried again, but gave it a little bite, while brushing her clit simultaneously. She violently bucked into my fingers, but yet again met nothing. "Pl-Pleasee..." she moaned softly, finally giving in.

"Please...?" I asked, nipping her nipple again. She moaned, but didn't say anything. I stuck my finger in teasingly, but pulled it out just as quick and avoided her buck into my finger.

"Fuck," she swore when she missed.

"Please what?" I asked again, running my fingers up and down her slit. I flicked the nipple with my tongue while pinching her clit. "PLEASE PUT YOUR FUCKING FINGERS INTO MY FUCKING TIGHT PUSSY," she screamed, giving in. Now satisfied, I took three fingers and put them into her. She screamed in ecstasy, bucking violently into my fingers. Her fast pace made me increase the pace for Jessi too.

"Hng," she moaned, easily matching pace. "More..." she begged, breathing raggedly. She had started to rub her breasts on my back desperately. I could feel she was close, so I decided to obey her and add a fourth finger. "Ng!" she moaned, her tight walls trying to accommodate for them. I used my thumb to press on her clit, making her moan loudly again. After the fourth finger finally got in, I started to increase the pace while rubbing her clit. "M-Mister Han," she breathed, obviously close. "Mis-Mister--AHN!" she screamed, releasing a rush of warm liquid onto my fingers.

"Mister Han," Taeyeon whispered. "More, please," she begged me as well. I complied, adding a fourth finger inside her as well. It slipped in with almost no resistance. I started to increase the pace for her as well, using my thumb to make circles around her clit. "HHNnn..." she moaned, also matching my pace easily.

Jessi, meanwhile, was bucking into my fingers again, so I started pumping inside her, eliciting a satisfied moan.

"Uhnn, you're so good Mr. Han," Taeyeon moaned, starting to rub her breasts against my chest. Turned on by this, I started to increase my pace for both Taeyeon and Jessi, my thumb more aggressively rubbing their clits. Jessi jumped when I did this, releasing the pain by biting into my neck; however, my hormones once again nullified this pain. I heard their panting quicken, as their moans became more frequent and drawn out.

"Mis-Mister Han," I heard Taeyeon moan. "I-I'm close..." she panted, bringing her hands up to play with her own breasts. At this time, I pulled my fingers out of both of them, soaking wet with their sticky bodily fluids, grabbed both of Taeyeon's arms and trapping them in between her stomach and my hand while grabbing Jessi from behind me and pinning her on the wall next to me, also trapping her arms on her stomach. They both groaned in frustration and fought against my grip, but I didn't budge.

"Now, who wants the extra boost more?" I asked them. They were still squirming against my hold, trying to break free to relieve themselves. "If either one of you can prove that you need the boost more, I can--" and was immediately cut off by both of them barraging me with seductive compliments and looks, as well as pleads, promises, and even some aegyo via Taeyeon. Which I had to admit was pretty cute, despite everything.

"Hmm," I stepped towards them, immediately shutting them up. I first stepped towards Taeyeon, who looked at me eagerly. I smiled at her and moved onto Jessi, who also looked at me, looking like she was expecting something. "How about this," I said. "You guys have sex with each other, and the one who impresses me the most gets to be fucked by me," I offered them. They nodded eagerly, preemptively struggling against my hold. I grinned and released my hold.

What they did surprised me. Instead of going for each other, they both jumped on me, as if they had telepathically agreed on this, pinning me to the desk. Taeyeon crawled on top of me, my whole upper body resting on the desk with Jessi working on my lower body, taking my shaft into her mouth. "Ung," I moaned as Taeyeon's breasts were pressed against my face. I took them into my mouth, hearing her moan. I worked my way around it, trying to lick every inch of the smooth skin when Taeyeon suddenly grabbed my hands and straightened my fingers, pulling them down to her legs before shoving them inside.

"Oooohh," she moaned lustfully, pumping my hand in and out of her, effectively masturbating with my hand. Pressure began to build up inside my stomach again as Jessi continued to swirl her tongue around my shaft skillfully, occasionally sucking on my hard cock, causing me to groan and buck into her mouth. She would gag for a while, but would continue. "M-Mis-Mister Han..." she moaned, using my thumb to press on her clit. She spazzed at the contact, pushing me harder onto the desk. "Oh ... I'm close ..." she moaned, adding her own fingers along with my four, increasing her pace. I continued to suckle on her breast, only able to breathe through a narrow slit between her breast and my nose. "Uunn..." her breathing quickened; "uuunn," I flicked her nipple a few times; "uuunnn" she added another finger, increasing the pace even further. "AHNNG!" she screamed, spazzing against my body as my fingers felt a seemingly unending flood of sticky fluid, which dripped onto my arm.

She took her hand out and sucked her cum off her hand, looking at me seductively. "Ug," I moaned, bucking into Jessi's mouth again as she sucked on my shaft. I could begin to feel the pressure become unbearable.

Taeyeon next took my arm out and, while staring at me, licked the cum off my arm. She then pressed my hand to my lips, suggesting that I lick the rest off, and found out that her cum was slightly sweeter than Jessi's. "Jess--" but stopped when Jess's mouth left my cock.

"Hold him still," Jessi told Taeyeon. Before I could ask, Taeyeon's legs held my hips in place. I groaned at the loss of contact, the pressure built up about to explode.

Soon after though, I felt her legs come in contact with my cock. She began to use it to run it over her pussy lips, causing her to moan incessantly. I can see why she told Taeyeon to hold me, as I had tried to buck into her, desperate for release. "Ah ah," Taeyeon smirked at me. "You have to listen to your students sometimes," she told me.

I groaned and leaned back against the desk, trying to control myself. However, the teasing didn't last long as Jessi herself got impatient, and without warning, shoved her pussy onto the full length of my cock. "Ung," I moaned, the warm walls of her vagina wrapping around my stiff shaft, seeming to pull it in more.

"Hnn," Jessi moaned, starting to pull away and push, increasing intensity and speed with every thrust. "Mister..." she breathed out, wrapping her legs around mine to increase leverage. "Han..." she started to pound into me with more intensity. "Uh...so good..." I felt the walls around my cock gradually get tighter, but Jessi easily compensated, and more, with the force she put behind each thrust.

The pressure in my stomach started to expand again, increasing with each thrust. I could also feel that Jessi was close from the increase of her panting and her constant moaning, not that I wasn't doing the same.

Taeyeon impatiently held my head and brought it up to her face, pouring all her lust into a kiss. I moaned into the kiss, about to explode. I tried to mumble a warning, but was muffled with Taeyeon's mouth. "Mister Han, I-I'm going to--AHH!" she screamed, shaking a bit, releasing a torrent of warmness onto my cock. A split second after she came, I followed suit, body vibrating against Taeyeon's.

Taeyeon got off me and cleaned us up; but I had other plans.

I grabbed Taeyeon by her shoulders and pinned her against the wall. "You've been a naughty girl," I growled at her, kneading her breast while using my knee to rub her thigh. She let out a throaty moan, leaning back against the wall and closing her eyes. "You need to be punished."

"Please punish me," she begged, eyes clouded with lust and excitement. I could feel a warm liquid start to coat my knee as I continued to move up. I grinned and picked her up, carrying her bridal style to the nearest pile of clothing. I picked up the shirt that lay on the ground and ripped it into pieces, quickly making six strips of cloth. I then used those pieces to tie her legs and her upper thighs to the legs of the chair, easily exposing her pussy. I used the other two to tie her hands behind her back and the last one as a blindfold. "Hey--" I cut her off with a kiss, which she eagerly received. Just as she moved in to deepen it, I pulled away.

"Wait a moment," I whispered to her and then moved away.

Jessi, observing all of this, was masturbating, desperately pumping her fingers in her pussy, her free hand playing with her nipple. I quickly grabbed her wrists, causing her to whine in frustration, and brought her to the desk right next to Taeyeon. "You," I said to her, almost growling, pushing her against the desk and leaning my forehead into hers. "You deserve to be punished more." Her only response was an eager nod, her eyes shut tightly, mouth slightly open. I was tempted to just ditch my plan and fuck her right there, but I resisted. Instead, I poked my finger up, momentarily touching the sticky liquid that coated the pink muscle.

"Ung," she moaned, bucking down, but I already retreated my finger. "Pl--Please..."

"Ah ah," I said, grabbing the uniform I had thrown laying on the ground before stepping forward to use my hips to trap her. I also ripped that shirt into six pieces. "Remember, your punishment?" I let go, quickly tying a piece of cloth around her eyes and around her wrists first, trapping them behind her. She whined in protest, but I moved down to her legs and tied four pieces of cloth there as well. "Now, was there something you wanted to say?" I looked at her. She stubbornly shook her head, closing her mouth tightly, telling me that she wasn't going to beg.

Grinning, I accepted the challenge. I moved forward, facing upward so her shiny wet pussy was directly in front of me. I leaned in and blew cold air onto the slit. "Hnng!" she moaned, bucking down, but failed as a result of my makeshift bindings. I merely waited a while before blowing more cold air. She cursed and struggled against the bindings, but to no avail. "Fuck..." struggling against her handcuffs.

"Are you sure you have nothing to say?" I tempted. I backed up and looked at her, but she was still keeping her mouth shut. I shrugged and got up to walk away, but suddenly had an idea. I looked on the ground and picked up the skirt, tearing it up into three pieces. I tied two pieces extremely high up on her thigh, and used it as a hook for the third piece, which hovered right below her pussy lips, barely brushing the sensitive muscle.

"NG!" she violently struggled with her bindings, clearly frustrated, but the knot I used proved to be too resilient. The commotion caused Taeyeon to struggle as well, clearly curious as to what was happening. "Please!" she screamed, but I was already moving away from her. Hearing this, she violently struggled uselessly a few more times before calming herself down a little.

"What--" Taeyeon began to ask in a strained voice, but was cut off when I placed my lips on hers. She happily received the kiss, seeming to sigh in relief.

I held her face with my hands, leaning my face down deepening the kiss. She moaned and eagerly accepted it, giving me complete dominance. I began to move my hand down: past her chin, her neck, her collarbone, and finally, her supple breasts. I felt her shudder as I slowly moved a finger across the sensitive skin, giving the nipple a teasing flick. She moaned into my mouth again, shuddering a little. I continued to slide my hand down her smooth skin, and when it finally reached her leg, I took a step closer and pressed my chest against hers, eliciting another moan. I rested that hand on her thigh, other hand still on her face, and started to rub my cock on her thigh. "Nnnn," she moaned, shuddering in anticipation.

Deciding to tease her further, I slid my left hand back up to her breasts, palming the nipple and the areola around it. She arched her back, desperate for more contact. "M..Mister…H-Han…” she moaned into my mouth. I separated our mouths and latched onto her right breast. "Unn," she moaned again, arching her back even more. I could hear Jessica start to get restless, the desk shaking slightly. I grinned in satisfaction.

At the same time, I slowly moved my cock upwards, tracing circles on her legs. She began to shudder uncontrollably in anticipation, moaning every time I moved up a centimeter.

I pinched her left nipple and bit her right one, causing her to scream and struggle against the bindings once again. I could hear Jessi cursing and doing the same, but only to quiet down a little later.

"Mister Han, pleaase," she moaned, surprising me a bit. I was still a good 2 inches away, but then again, the sticky bodily fluid had already traveled that down far her leg. I ignored her and continued to inch forward, millimeters at a time. Growing impatient, her attempts to solve her problem only resulted in the sound of the desk rattling. I started to knead her breasts, rolling the skin with my knuckles. She let out a throaty moan, arching her back once again to achieve maximum contact. I used my teeth to nip at the soft skin under my mouth, causing a small wave of pre cum to flow onto my cock. "Mister Han," she moaned.

I released her breast, causing her to whine. "Yes?" I asked, looking at her expectantly.

"Pleaasseee," she moaned as I pinched her nipple again.

"Please what?"

"Put your hard cock into my soaking wet pussy."

The harsh words were the only thing I needed as I covered the rest of the space in an instant, ramming my cock into her pussy. "UN!" she screamed, throwing her head back in ecstasy. "Yes! Oh god, yes," she panted as I began to pump inside her at a fast pace. The desk next to us began to rattle once again, signifying Jessi's restlessness.

"Fuck..." I heard her swear, followed by another set of violent rattling. I grinned, satisfied of how well my plan was working.

I leaned into Taeyeon's face, kissing her, hard. She moaned, but eagerly opened her mouth to allow me entrance, which I immediately took. I rammed my tongue in, licking every inch of her mouth, making sure I left nothing undiscovered. After coming away for the need of oxygen, I moved my mouth to her ear. "Who's my bitch?" I growled at her, another more lustful personality taking over me.

"Oh god..." she moaned, grinding against my cock, hard.

"Who's my bitch?" I repeated in a low voice.

"I-I am," she said softly, voice very in line of that of a helpless high school student.

"Who?" I shoved my cock further into her, ramming her pussy even harder than before.

"Fuck!" she screamed, tongue almost sticking out at how fast she was panting. "I-I am!" she screamed. Jessi swore loudly and rattled even more.

I deliberately slowed down the pace, despite the building tension in my stomach region. Sensing this right away, she whined and caused the desk to rattle again. "You're a slut, aren't you?" I growled at her, forcing myself to keep my pace painstakingly slow.

She didn't respond, filling the room with the sound of rattling. I slid my hand down and pressed against her clit, hard. She screamed, trying to muffle herself against my shoulder. "Yes," she moaned.

"Yes what?" I prompted.

"I'm a slut. I'm your slut," she panted.

"And what do you want me to do?"

"Fuck me as fast and as hard as you can," she seemed to plead

I grinned. "With pleasure," I told her, increasing my pace in an instant, ramming her pussy so hard that I was making the desk shake.

"UNG! FUCK! YES!" she screamed with every thrust. More rattling from next to me. "OH GOD YES! UNG, FUCK..." she moaned loudly. "I'M GOING TO--" sensing her climax, I immediately pulled out. "Fuck," she whined, violently bucking, causing the desk to shake. "Mister Han, please," she begged me. "Please fuck me with your big hard cock," she pleaded, mouth open, tongue slightly sticking out, upper body now upright. She shook her chest, causing her boobs to jiggle. As delicious as it looked, I resisted.

"Your punishment," I reminded her, then leaned in tentatively, "is to listen to me as I punish Jessi now," I whispered, pulling back just as she tried to dart sideways with her mouth.

"No..." she moaned as I started to walk away. I turned back to look at her; her nipples were still fully erect, her tongue was back in her mouth, but her breasts heaved with every big breath she took. Her legs her shining with her own cum, pussy lips parted, convulsing as if it was begging me to finish her off. "Please teacher..." she begged me in a voice still laced with lust.

"Patience is a virtue," I reminded her, finally arriving in front of Jessi. "Jessi over here has learned it the hard way."

Hearing my voice so close, she immediately jerked her head up. "J-teacher?" I answered by putting my hands on her hips. This motion itself caused Jessi to violently buck forwards. "Ung, please," she moaned.

Was she really this horny already? "You've waited patiently," I breathed into her ear. I could feel her shuddering at the proximity. "Now you'll get your reward," I told her. She sighed a breath of relief, but let out a frustrated whine as I started to trace her hipbone. "But you'll get it slowly," I told her, grinning mischievously now.

"No, please," she begged. "Mister Han, please just fuck me already." She sounded desperate.

I continued to trace her hipbone, causing her to shudder uncontrollably, occasionally bucking forward in an attempt to receive contact. I hovered my mouth right over her breasts, breathing hot air onto it. Whenever she arched her back, I retreated and continued breathing air onto it. "Fuck..." she groaned after the umpteenth time of failing to receive contact.

"Now, what was that thing that you wanted again?" I prompted, pushing the cloth hovering right below her pussy a little further up. Her breath hitched.

"F-Fuck me," she moaned.

"We'll get to that soon," I promised her. "But first, beg."

I was surprised when I saw her shake her head. "No?" she shook her head again. "Well, you asked for it," I told her, moving my hand down to her thighs. She shuddered violently when my fingers landed on the smooth skin. I bent down and removed the hanging piece of cloth; she sighed in relief, probably thinking that she was finally able to escape that torture.

I began to draw random shapes on her legs, only barely touching it; meanwhile, I blew cold air onto the glistening pink muscle. "Fuck!" she screamed, shaking the desk violently. It didn't budge.

"You can start begging at any time," I reminded her. After a moment of silence, I moved my fingers a bit further up and blew cold air onto the slit again.

"Fuck!" she screamed again, shaking the desk violently, yet again. "I can't..."

I moved my fingers and my face a bit closer. I could feel the heat radiating off her pussy, tickling my nose. I placed the rest of my hand on her legs and started to blow a steady stream of cold air onto her parted pussy lips.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck" she moaned, desperately struggling against her bindings. "Pl-" she started, but cut herself off.

Determined, I got off my knees and removed my right hand from her leg, cupping it right below the source of heat. I latched my mouth in the middle of her lustrous breasts and gave it a long lick, pressing the nipple down along the way. "Fuck!" she screamed again, arching her back as far as it could go, but only meeting empty air. "Please," she moaned softly.

My ears perked up. "Please what?"

"Don't make me say more," she begged, but I intended on her doing exactly that.

I brought my other hand up, simultaneously giving her breast another long, hard lick while pinching her nipple with the other.

"FUCK! PLEASE, FUCK MY ACHING SOPPING WET PUSSY WITH YOUR FUCKING ROCK HARD COCK," she screamed, almost blasting out my eardrums. I heard the desk shake next to me, followed by a hissing noise of some sort.

"Who's my slut?" I breathed into her ear, wondering how far I could get her to go.

"ME," she screamed desperately. "PLEASE, JUST FUCK ME ALREADY."

I grinned and nodded, deciding I tortured her long enough. I plunged my cock into her pussy, which slid in easily due to the excess amount of lubricant already there. "UNG YES! OH FUCK YES!" she screamed. Her walls pulsated around my cock, as if it was as eager to accept me as Jessi was. "OH MY GOD FUCK YES OH GOD," she screamed as I continued to thrust into her. Feeling my eardrums about to burst, I covered her mouth with mine. This only muffled her screams as she continued to shake in pleasure.

My left hand started to massage her breast, kneading it like it was dough, while my other hand circled around behind her and landed on her clit. Her scream, luckily, was muffle by my mouth, but even then, it didn't help much.

"MPH, MPH, MPH," she moaned with every thrust, the desk beginning to shake each time I thrusted into her. "MMMMPH!" she moaned into my mouth. Luckily, I caught the meaning and began to thrust faster until finally, she screamed one last time before meeting my cock with a huge, much delayed wave of cum.

She shuddered violently against my body for about five seconds before calming down and resting against my chest. However, my own hormones weren't satisfied, so right when that happened, I began pumping again. "Ung," she moaned softly. "Oh god..." she began sucking on my neck, breasts still pressed against my chest. I used my finger to stimulate her clit again, eliciting another drawn out moan.

I felt myself getting close, so in need of release, I started pumping fast again. "Ung...UN...UNG..." she panted, moans getting louder with each thrust. I felt my lower area clench. "I'm going to--" but I was unable to finish, as right as I started talking, I released a torrent of cum into her.

After releasing all my bodily fluid into her, I stopped to rest for a while before taking my cock out. "Nnn," she moaned in longing. "Don't..." she panted, trying to buck down, but missing. "Please..."

"I'll be right with you," I told her, going over to Taeyeon.

Taeyeon, hearing me come closer, immediately straightened her body. "Miss me?" I whispered to her, rubbing her inner thigh.

"Mmm," she moaned in pleasure, tilting her head back in pleasure. I placed my other hand on her other thigh, running them down to undo her bindings. I made sure to only loosen them, then release them with my feet so she couldn't take advantage of me, which she immediately tried to do by attempting to wrap her legs around my waist. I let her do it, leaning in slightly to undo her handcuffs. "Mmm," she hummed again in pleasure as my cock pushed slightly into her already wet pussy.

After undoing the makeshift handcuffs, I undid the blindfold. She squinted a bit, eyes dilating at the sudden amount of light. After she adjusted and looked at me, I pushed my cock slightly into her experimentally, making sure to hold onto her hips. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure. "Umph," she moaned, trying to buck into my cock, but my hands holding her hips in place.

"Be patient," I told her, grinning as her eyes grew darker with lust.

I carried her and placed her down in front of Jessi, who was trying to find something to rub against her pussy. "So, the plan is that I fuck you doggy style while you eat out Jessi's pussy," I told Taeyeon, but loudly enough so Jessi could hear.

When she heard this, she began squirming in anticipation. "Un, please..." she begged us, her excess movement causing the desk to shake. I felt Taeyeon also shudder in anticipation.

I placed her down on all fours, placing my hands on her hips, and pushed her forward enough so she could easily look up and tongue Jessi. "You'll have to start tonguing Jessi before you get fucked," I told her, causing her to eagerly meet Jessi's pussy lips with her own lips.

"Unf," Jessi moaned loudly, the desk shaking loudly. I watched the incredibly sexy scene in front of my eyes, feeling my cock get harder as I got more and more turned on by it. Just the sight of Taeyeon's face buried between Jessi's legs caused my stomach to churn with so much excitement that before long, I grew impatient and plunged my cock into Taeyeon, eliciting a muffled moan.

I moved my hands to grope her breasts, leaning forward and lightly resting on her body to get more leverage. They both continued to moan continuously, the sound of the rattling desk joining them. I kneaded Taeyeon's breasts, occasionally flicking and pinching her nipple, using my hold of her breasts to get even more leverage as I began to pound into her with such force that Jessi's bindings became slightly loose. She immediately took advantage of this by bucking into Taeyeon's face, falling down onto my body, her breasts pressing against my back.

"Oooh Taeyeon," Jessi moaned. "Oh, fuck yes, oh gOd oh goD!" she panted as I turned my head around and began pestering her extreme lower body with butterfly kisses.

I felt Taeyeon's walls clench around my cock, only egging me on to pound into her with more force. Her muffled moans caused Jessi to tense against my body, pressing her breasts further into my back as she bucked into Taeyeon's face again. "Oh my god yes," she breathed out.

I felt my stomach clench once again. "Taeyeon I'm gonna--" and was cut off as Jessi sunk her teeth into my lower body, causing me to tense in pain. She used me as a muffler as she screamed in ecstasy, violently shuddering against my back.

Directly afterwards, I felt a rush of liquid cover my cock, not soon before I released my cum into her. I let her ride out her orgasm until finally, she stopped shuddering.

I pulled out, causing her to groan, and used one hand to support Taeyeon and the other to support Jessi before standing back up. Remembering our roles, I motioned them to get into a desk; they obediently sat down.

"So do we get the boost?" Taeyeon asked eagerly, despite being exhausted.

"One session equates to one 100% test score," I told them. They nodded eagerly, smiling.

"So can we come tomorrow?"

I grinned at Jessi. "Of course."

"And cut!" I heard an unfamiliar voice say. Strange. Didn't Jessi say that Tiffany was going to say cut?

Then, I had just realized what I had done. My face paled; I just had sex with Taeyeon, someone I just met, and Jessi, basically my long-lost twin, in front of a camera. Oh god, what did I just do to myself?

Taeyeon, noticing my paled face, got up and walked to me. I flinched as she did so, but didn't move, glued to the spot I was standing on.

She put a hand on my shoulder, smiling ... sadly? "Sorry, but when Jessi told us about how you normally would never participate in a porno, not to mention that you both were virgins, we decided to include the lunch so we could spike your food with stamina-increasing drugs and your drinks with hormone-inducing drugs," Taeyeon explained. Even though I had listened to everything, I couldn't help but to stare at Jessi, who was still sitting a desk, her head resting on the desk behind her, her breasts arched out, heaving with every breath she took.

"O-Oh," I murmured, feeling my member start to harden again. Unfortunately, it was at this exact same time Taeyeon decided to step in to hug me, my member poking her leg.

I felt her grin. "Ready for round three?" she whispered to me.

"N-No, it’s just--" I gasped as she started to lick that sweet spot I mentioned earlier. "W-Wait..." I tried to back away, but her hands kept me in place.

Thankfully, the unfamiliar voice came over the PA, giving me a chance to escape as Taeyeon loosened her grip on me. "Ok, so you guys get about three hours of rest before she starts the shooting for the next scene. Rest up in that time."

I went for my clothes, but I felt a hand grab me. "You don't need clothes to sleep, right? Plus, we have already all seen each other naked, so there's no point," Jessi's soothing voice told me.

"But--"

"Just come with me, ok?"

I reluctantly agreed, turning back around and heading out the door and into another, much smaller room, containing a huge bed pushed against the opposite wall. I tried my best not to stare at Jessi, or Taeyeon, but of course, I failed. While we were walking to the bed, Jessi suddenly turned around and caught me staring at her. I immediately turned my head away, but she already saw and giggled. "Come on byuntae, let's sleep," she said, motioning me to get into the bed, which was already occupied with Taeyeon, who was currently staring at me hungrily.

"Isn't there another bed?" I asked nervously.

"Nope," she responded calmly.

"..."

Noticing my fearful expression, she continued. "Come on, just get in. We'll try not to rape you, we promise," she said, jokingly. Or, at least I think she was joking.

So, I got under the covers, followed immediately by Jessi, who basically pushed me until I was shoulder to shoulder with Taeyeon.

"Hey there," I heard Taeyeon whisper in a very sexy voice, breathing hot air into my ear. I stared hard at the plain ceiling, trying to ignore her. Which was very hard when she was right next to you.

Without warning, she rolled on top of me. I started, almost hitting her head with mine. "Wh--Wait--!" I felt my hands being brought up, wrists touching cold metal before hearing a distinct click!

She took full advantage of me being handcuffed and stretched against my body, pressing her breasts into my body. "Unf," I groaned, feeling my member to harden again, poking her thighs. She just grinned before resting her head on the crook between my shoulder and my neck, arms wrapping around my slightly elevated shoulders.

I saw Jessi cover her mouth, giggling. "Shut up," I whined, closing my eyes. Right after I did so, she pecked my lips. "Hey--" I opened my eyes again, only to see her laugh even harder. "You promised not to rape me," I whined.

"Sorry, it’s just so tempting," Taeyeon said for Jessi, wrapping her legs around mine, causing my thigh to touch her silky legs.

"Just--" but was cut off as Jessi pecked me again. "Jessi," I pouted, launching her into another fit of giggles. "We're supposed to be sleeping," I reminded her.

"Oh, right," she said after calming down. I closed my eyes and tried my best to fall asleep.

Part 3 here.

[weneeya]

i love your geto fics smm! 🫶

I was tinking about reader being the shy and quiet type of girl but is very talkative when it comes to geto (her close friend) which geto loves because he loves hearing her voice and the facial expressions she makes. One time she was talking to geto, blabbering something about her day then geto just stares at her reader misunderstands it and thought he's getting bored/annoyed by all of her talking so she stops talking then geto's like "why'd you stop, i wanted to hear your voice"

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note. thank u sm omg I'm always so happy when people say they love my work I could cry <3 I hope you'll love this one just as much!

You weren’t really known for being a talkative person. In fact, you were quite the opposite. You were a shy girl that was pretty discreet most of the time. Except with one person in particular : Geto Suguru. He was your closest friend ; you didn’t say best friend because you didn’t really like this word. When it was Suguru, you could speak for hours without getting out of things to say. 

Suguru loved it. He loved how you were like this only with him. His voice was like a soft melody to his ears and he thought that he could listen to you ranting all day long without a problem. The facial expressions you had when you were talking about anything were probably his favorite thing. You were so expressive with him and it made you even cuter than usual. 

Today wasn’t different. You were both sitting at a cafe, and you were the one doing all the conversation, as always. It wasn’t that he didn’t have anything to say, it was just that you seemed to have so much to say and yet so little time. He couldn’t stop you when you were like this, and he didn’t want to. 

You were talking about your day, more specifically your morning that had been pretty awful. You had a lot of trouble, like fate wasn’t against you, so you were clearly venting to Suguru. He was simply looking at you without saying anything, almost like he wasn’t listening to you. His eyes were glued to your face, moving from your eyes to your lips. 

You stopped yourself in your complaint, a lot of thoughts coming into your mind. What if you were bothering him? What if he finally had enough of listening to you? You started to worry, playing with your fingers on the table without speaking anymore. Suguru realized quickly that you weren’t speaking anymore, almost immediately in fact. 

“Why did you stop? I wanted to hear your voice more,” he said. You raised your eyes at him again, a furious blush all over your face. Did he really just say that? You must have heard it unwell, it couldn’t be otherwise. You were ready to say something when he grabbed your hand with no hesitation. 

“Come on, tell me more.” A soft smile appeared on his lips, and you quickly looked away. You never realized how intense his gaze was before. You could feel it on you even when you weren’t looking at him. You cleared your throat, searching for your words and what you were previously saying. 

Still with your hand between his, Suguru put his cheek into his free hand, looking back at your face. His fingers were playing with yours, and he was watching your lips moving and trembling slightly as you were losing your words even more. Since when did you feel this way for your closest friend? You never realized before today. 

You never hesitated again with Suguru, because he always showed you how much he loved your voice, in every circumstance.

suguru ily sm pls come back to save the world and our lives

[beenbaanbuun]

distractions w/ wooyoung

you’re sitting at your desk, typing away on your laptop in a desperate attempt to get the word count of your assignment up

it’s due in a few days and you’ve very almost finished, but you wanted to get it done sooner rather than later (for once)

unfortunately, that led to you having to ignore your boyfriend which he hadn’t taken particularly well

wooyoung had been rolling around your bed whining and complaining for at least an hour now, which you’re trying your very hardest to ignore

and so far, you’ve been able to…

then you feel something soft hit the back of your head, followed by a cackle

you turn around to see your boyfriend hiding his face behind his hand, not that it hides the sheer joy on his face that comes from disrupting your work flow

“what was that?” you sigh

“i don’t quite know what you mean,” he’s still giggling away to himself and you have to roll your eyes at him

instead of asking again, you look to the floor and see your hello kitty plushie lying limp on the floor

now, throwing something at your head was forgivable, but throwing hello kitty???

that’s a crime

“you threw hello kitty at me?” you growl, slowly lifting your gaze back up to where he’s still laughing on your bed

“you won’t give me attention!” he whines through his high pitched squeaks

oh… he wants your attention, does he?

you stand up from your desk, grab the plushie and storm over to your bed

wooyoung smirks at you as you toss hello kitty back onto the bed before crawling onto it yourself

“you’re so annoying,” you grumble before tossing a leg over his waist to straddle him, “i’m trying to get my assignment done and all i can hear is you.”

he shrugs as his laughter dies down, leaving a pretty smirk

“you’re the one who invited me over, baby,” he sighs, “and then you ignored me so what am i supposed to do?”

you scoff

“i invited you over so you could keep me on track if i get distracted,” you fold your arms, “i didn’t think you’d be the one distracting me…”

now it’s his turn to roll his eyes

“you can’t expect me to sit here and be okay with being ignored for hours on end.”

he lifts his hands to your thighs, dipping his finger tips just under the hem of your pyjama shorts

you put your hands on his wrists to stop him going any further

“i am busy,” you whine at him, although you can feel your frustration seeping out of your body

maybe your assignment can wait a little while, you think to yourself as wooyoung drums his fingers against your thighs

“it doesn’t look like it,” he grins, “it looks like you’re sitting on my lap!”

“i’m sitting on your stomach actually…”

“okay, little miss smarty pants!” he squeezes your thighs lightly, “now who’s annoying!”

the two of you chuckle a little before falling into a pleasant silence

you stare at him and he stares right back, a pretty smile playing on his lips

his hands pull away from your thighs and instead land on your waist

they dip under your loose shirt run up and and down your soft skin

it tickles a little, making you squirm in place

he coos at you before using your body to pull himself up so that he’s sitting with his face an inch from your own

“you’re cute,” he grins as he closes the gap, pressing his soft lips to your own

you giggle against his lips before you wrap your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss

you press your tongue into his mouth, and he wastes no time in nipping at the tip of it before soothing it with his own

the two of you let your tongues play with one another for a little while

you don’t even bother to fight for dominance, satisfied to just bask in one another’s presence for a while

you pull away first, noticing the string of spit that connects the two of you

you giggle as you wipe his mouth with your thumb

“you’re cuter,” you mutter

he hums in mock agreement before diving in for seconds

[ssailormoonn]

❛ SHE ISN'T SERIOUS ! ❜

Kamado Tanjiro X Fem!Reader

WC; 500 + | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: x fem reader, no major warning, crack, funny reader, reader is very bubbly.

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) I've just seen your most recent obanai work and i must say that i love it very much! Its very cute! I was wondering if you could so a similar concept with Zenitsu or Tanjiro? The fact theyre all technically kids makes it even cuter for me 🤧🙏🏼 - ANON

honey's a/note :: this the recent obanai work nonnie is refering to :3, also very short work :( i just didn't know what more to add but if any of you have ideas that would be great :D

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Tanjiro sits in the courtyard which is apart of the Butterfly Mansion, as he is recovering from his newest mission. He closes his eyes with a smile rising to his face as the warmth hits his face while he slumps to the ground with a resonating thud.

Tanjiro's body still burnt out and recovering from his injuries. But, he should have known that you would come by, you hated the sound of silence, unless you were by yourself with Tanjiro, that would be the only time you would shut up.

Just as you are about to walk straight from the corner, you slowly back up and you see your boyfriend sitting all peacefully by himself outside. You turn into a little ball of mischief as you pick up a nearby pillow from the porch, creeping up behind him with as much stealth as you can muster.

Tanjiro doesn't even notice a thing, lost completely from whatever thoughts were running through his head, about how much he loves you >.<. You swing the pillow, hitting perfectly soft, but effective, against the back of his head.

"Gotcha!" you exclaim, laughing.

Tanjiro jumps to his senses, wide-eyed with surprise. "W-What was that for?" His voice had sounded partly confused, yet more amused as he rubbed the back of his head. He had looked startled for a moment, before at the sight of your smile, he instantly softens.

"For existing," you answer in a humourous tone, holding the pillow up like some sort of weapon ready for round two causing him to sweatdrop.

"You really are something else," he grumbles, shaking his head.

You drop the pillow and dart forward, fingers wiggling as you go straight for his sides. Tanjiro's eyes widen in panic at what's coming, but it's too late. You tickle him mercilessly, and despite the best of efforts, a stream of laughter bursts out of him.

"N-no, stop! Please!" he gasps out between laughs, squirming under your tickles. His cheeks go red, not from the tickling alone, but from how he loves this side of you, playful, carefree you who never fails to make his heart beat faster and faster.

"Not until you surrender," you declare triumphantly.

Finally, he surrenders, gasping for breath as he pleads, "Okay, okay, I surrender!"

You smile, contented, and lean back beside him, your hands laced in your lap like you just sat down for tea instead of having an all-out wrestling match. Tanjiro still sucks wind while looking at you with love. He leans into you, poking at your side enough to let you know he's not mad at you.

"You really enjoy this, huh?" he says with a smile that's soft, a smile that took your breath hopelessly away, he was so pretty.

"Maybe," you shrug, leaning in with an equally love filled smile. "But you love it, don't you?"

Tanjiro looks away for a second, scratching the back of his head while a flush spreads out across his cheeks. "Of course I do," he says softly, a shy smile tugging at his lips.

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

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[st4rwon]

cuddles w enha!

ot7 x reader (separate)

contains: fluff, just the members being adorable, my first time writing for enha, i hope it’s good!!

word count: 1k

heeseung 희승

cozy comforting cuddles

he’s a great listener and loves to hear about how your day has been

heeseung will talk about the antics his members have been up to, which always makes you laugh

"and then my friend just ditched me? i don’t know hee it’s so confusing with her" you sighed, looking at the boy who was lying next to you. "i’m sorry she’s being like this babe, you deserve much better" he said, pulling you closer to him. "how about we spend the day together tomorrow? if it helps make you feel better" he proposed. "that sounds nice; any time spent with you makes me feel good" you replied, smiling at your adorable boyfriend. "you’re so cute" you pointed out "your cuter" he responded, pressing a kiss onto your lips. "you got to admit, that was pretty cheesy" "it’s alright, i don’t mind being cheesy with you" he winked "stoppp" you laughed. you swore that jake was teaching him these things. "never!" he said, laughing along with you. heeseung was just happy to have made you smile, after all, an amazing person like you deserved it.

jongseong 종성

cuddles w sleepy jay >>

can you really call them cuddles though?

in reality, you are just tangling your limbs on your shared bed

if he ever needs to recharge, he’ll lay his head on top of your lap

you were sitting on the bed, scrolling through your various socials, when jay walked through the door and practically jumped on the bed. he shuffled over to you and rested his head in your lap. "long day?" you ask, putting your phone away to play with his hair. "mhm" he hummed as you combed through his soft strands of hair. "thank you love" he said quietly, "for what?" you asked. "just being here and comforting me" he murmured, "of course" you said smiling at the adorable boy in front of you. eventually you find yourself getting sleepy as well and move jay’s head onto the pillow before moving yourself further down the bed to get under the sheets. jay groaned, missing the contact with you, "i’m right here love" you said, putting your hand around his body.

 

jaeyun 재윤

constantly laughing together

sharing stories with each other while jake holds you in his arms

perfect way to end your day

loves giving you small pecks all over your face

"there’s no way the guys did that!" you said, "i swear niki hit the ball square in sunghoon’s face" he laughed, and you joined. sometimes you couldn’t understand how the members could be so chaotic. jake looked at you and somehow smiled even bigger than before. "you have the prettiest smile" he said, pressing kisses to your face, leading you to giggle more. "hey! jake that tickles stop!" "never!" he responded. jake pulled his arms around your body and pulled you even closer, "i love you so much" he said, hugging you. "i love you too baby" you replied, kissing him

 

sunghoon 성훈

you’ll find yourselves just exchanging a couple words but eventually end up in silence

though it’s not uncomfortable

likes to hold you close to him

you were scrolling on your phone as sunghoon laid next to you, his arms keeping your body close to his. "practice today go well?" you asked quietly; it was pretty late, and for some reason sunghoon was still awake. you usually didn’t see him often on days where he had a busy schedule, so you assumed something was wrong. "yeah it was good" he mumbled, playing with your hair. you placed your phone on the nightstand and moved sunghoon’s hand briefly so you were able to turn. "why are you up so late hoon?" "just missed being around you, it feels like we barely see each other" he frowned. "hey don’t be sad. i know your schedule is busy for a bit, but we’ll be able to do some stuff soon." sunghoon was so grateful to have someone as positive as you. he valued you more than you could ever know. "god i love you" he said placing a kiss on your forehead. "i love you too hoon" you smiled.

sunoo 선우

tend to cuddle together when watching a show or movie

he’s so cute TT

i can just imagine him smiling at you

"babe come over here" sunoo called. you grabbed some snacks before settling next to sunoo on the couch. "come closer; i’m freezing" he said, wrapping his arms around you as if he were a koala. you giggled at the clingy boy next to you and hugged him back. "i think i could stay like this forever" you said. "i wouldn’t mind" he chuckled. "i think the boys and engenes would" "that’s their problem" he answered jokingly, making you laugh in response. he looked at your smiling face and felt his heart beat faster. even after so long in your relationship, you still made sunoo’s heart race. suddenly you feel his soft lips on your yours, you reciprocate putting your hands on the back of his head, deepening the kiss. breaking away from the kiss you looked at sunoo, he had the most breathtaking smile. "i love you so much cutie" you whispered

 

jungwon 정원

his touch is the most conforming thing in the world

quiet confessions to you

the close proximity between the two of you makes him so happy

he feels so lucky to have you

after taking a shower, you plopped onto your shared bed with jungwon. "tired?" he asked, "extremely" you replied. the two of you had gone on a date, and though you enjoyed it a lot, you were now ready to rest. "did you have fun today?" he asked while moving his body closer to yours. "mhm, i really liked today" you answered in a hushed voice. he pecked your both your cheeks, before placing his lips on yours. "thank you yn, for everything. i am so happy i get to spend my time with you" your face gets hotter at the words that come from your boyfriend’s mouth. "of course won, i wouldn’t want to be with anyone else" you smiled. he pulled you close to him, your head near his chest, "i love this moment, i wish time would stop" "don’t worry baby, we’ll have each other forever" you mumbled sleepily.

 

riki 西村力

if he’s tired or just wants to be held, you guys will just talk about your days or plans for the next day

but when he still has energy, he will do anything to get a reaction out of you

he’ll tickle you or lay on top of you

he loves seeing your smile after a long day

"riki stopppp" you cried out as your boyfriend tickled you with a smirk on his face. "not my fault you were ignoring me" he shrugged. "last time i checked ignoring and responding to jake aren’t the same thing" "you can respond to jake hyung later, you should spend time with me" niki whined "but how could i not say something when he sent me this adorable picture of you?" you said turning the phone to show him. he blushed and swatted the phone away, "whatever let’s just cuddle now" you giggled in response

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[genshingorlsrevengeance]

How about defy/404 with an s/o who enjoys doing domestic activities with them, such as wanting to cook alongside them, or do their hair for them, I think it would sound nice.

(GFL) Domestic fluff with 404 and DEFY

404: UMP45, UMP9, HK416, G11 DEFY: AK-12, AN-94, AK-15, RPK-16, Angelia

45 isn't really used to just being able to relax, always having lived on the move with her squad.

But thanks to S/O, she's can sit around doing nothing for once, and it made her a little flustered.

The sounds of plates gently clattering into the sink is enough to stir 45 out of her thoughts, her attention going back to S/O washing the dishes.

They had just finished dinner together with the rest of 404, but it was only them in the room. Something that suit her just fine as she walked up from behind and gently wrapping her arms around them.

Instead of her usual sarcastic smile present, this one was more genuine.

(S/O) "Fourty-five?-"

(UMP45) "Am I not allowed to hug?"

Though she was teasing, her voice was gentler than usual, making S/O smile back.

(S/O) "Hm, I suppose I'll allow it.~"

The two enjoyed the silence and each other's warmth, saying nothing else for a long while.

9 almost tackled S/O into a hug as she walked through the dorm's sliding door.

(UMP9) "S/O! Hug me!"

S/O was startled but quickly returned her affection, laughing all the while.

(S/O) "Nine, welcome back!"

She nuzzled her head into their shoulders, making S/O blush, but she wasn't immune to the embarrassment herself.

9 has S/O sit down with her, regaling them on how the mission went with a big smile and cuddling even closer.

S/O felt lucky anytime she came home undamaged, getting to spend time before the next mission took place.-

(UMP9) "S/O? Are you listening?"

(S/O) "H-Huh? Oh, sorry was lost in thought-"

UMP9 began pouting, something that made S/O struggle to hold back a smile.

416 for once is not muttering something under her breath when spending time with S/O, her tsundere tendencies being completely absent.

Instead, there's a soft smile on both their faces as S/O leans closer into her with a book at hand, both of them reading in silence.

As long as they didn't tease 416 (As much fun as it was), or brought attention to their smile, S/O could at least enjoy the sight of her at peace.

Unless they stared at her too long with affectionate eyes, which would make her flustered.

Which unfortunately, they did.

(HK416) "W-What? Is there something on my face?"

(S/O) "Nah, just admiring how pretty you are."

She scoffs as a tinge of red dusted her cheeks, not meeting S/O's eyes.

(HK416) "F-Figures. After all, you can't get much better than me."

Feeling S/O peck against her cheek made 416 drop her own book as her core started overheating.

S/O fed G11 with a spoon as she lazily savored the soup, making S/O chuckle at her sleepy expression.

Granted, that's how she normally looked like but today it was cuter than usual.

Especially when she was staying awake solely to spend time with S/O, that fact alone warming their heart.

(S/O) "Taste good?"

G11 just hummed in response and sat closer to them.

(G11) "More please."

S/O felt her hand brush against theirs, wordlessly asking to be held. Something they had no trouble indulging G11 in.

G11's smile was subdued, but very much present as she just scooted closer each bite, S/O not minding at all.

12 leaned her head back as S/O brushed it gently, straightening it out while talking about nothing in particular.

She wasn't entirely used to getting pampered like this, but 12 had no objections to having this be a common occurence.

Her eyes remained closed the entire time, but she did enjoy the feeling of S/O's hands on her frame.

(S/O) "Your hair is really soft..."

(AK-12) "It's hard to maintain this, y'know?"

(S/O) "I wasn't even aware you did at all."

She pouted at that, her brows furrowing ever so slightly.

(AK-12) "I'm not a savage, S/O. I have to at least make myself presentable."

(S/O) "O-Oh sorry! I didn't mean it like that, I just meant that T-Dolls didn't really have normal hair-...Agh, I'm making this worse.-"

Immediately breaking her facade, 12 giggled and let her hand brush against their face.

(AK-12) "Relax, I know what you mean."

Now it was S/O's turn to pout, something that 12 didn't need to open her eyes to see.

94 had no idea how to just "relax" and do nothing, but that was something S/O was happy to teach her.

Which led to S/O and 94 watching a tv show together.

The entire time, 94 had a very inquisitive expression, something that made S/O laugh with how intense she looked.

She then turned her attention to S/O, confused at their laughter.

(AN-94) "Did something funny happen? This scene seems quite serious."

(S/O) "No, it's not the show it's just...You look really cute right now, Ninety-Four."

Her eyes widened at the compliment, her hand slightly fidgeting from the compliment.

(AN-94) "Ah...Thank you."

She leaned closer to S/O, their response wrapping an arm around her waist and making her smile.

15 was opposed to just standing around and doing nothing, but S/O had managed to convince her to take a rest.

But to make the most of it, S/O had asked 15's help with cooking.

She was very logical and by the book when it came to the recipes at first, until S/O had showed her a family recipe.

(AK-15) "Wouldn't this make the dish too salty?"

(S/O) "No, it actually balances out! We add soy sauce to the rice while its frying in the pan to make it brown, and-"

The entire time, 15's attention was solely focused on S/O as they spoke, only after a few minutes did they sheepishly rub the back of their neck.

(S/O) "A-Ah, sorry! I'm probably boring you with my family's past, aren't I?-"

15 immediately shook her head and responded.

(AK-15) "No. It's something that matters to you, and couldn't be boring to me. Please, continue."

Though her expression and voice remained stoic, her eyes didn't budge once from S/O's face, making them smile.

(S/O) "Hah, right. Would you like to try what my family taught me then?"

(AK-15) "I'll be under your care, S/O."

(S/O) "Hah, it's just rice! Nothing that serious...B-But uh, try to be careful with the pan, I think you might accidentally rip the handle off with your strength."

(AK-15) "...I will attempt not to damage your cooking utensils, S/O."

S/O and 16 stepped into the shower together, with S/O blushing madly at the beautiful woman behind them.

16 giggled at their reaction and teasingly leaned in.

(RPK-16) "Is something the matter, S/O?~"

(S/O) sigh "Don't tease me too much, okay?"

(RPK-16) "Hm, alright. Humans are strange, you know I'm not human but you're having this kind of reaction."

(S/O) "I think anyone would be if they were sharing a shower like this!"

Much to S/O's surprise, she did as they asked and didn't tease them, instead just making small talk and washing S/O's back for them, with S/O doing the same for her.

It was actually relaxing, as both of them felt the stress of the day melt away from the hot waters.

(RPK-16) "...If I may ask, would it not be more refreshing for a cold shower, considering you were sweating in the training hall-"

(S/O) "Ugh, god no. We're supposed to be getting ready for bed, not shocking me awake..."

16 giggled at their reaction, making S/O dread what she had planned in the future with that information.

Angelia was typing something on her computer, compiling a report of the previous few missions and some other logistics for the Commander.

Before S/O had brought some coffee for her, sitting beside her and giving a loving kiss to her cheek.

Angelia gently grabbed their wrist with her prosthetic arm as she continued typing with one arm, lovingly brushing her thumb across their hand.

(Angelia) "Thanks."

(S/O) "Geez, how much reports do you have to turn in, Ange?"

(Angelia) "Hm, a few more then there shouldn't be anything pressing after that. But I'm sure my girls will bring something to my attention."

S/O sighed dramatically as they leaned into her shoulder.

She didn't turn her attention from the screen, playfully shoving S/O off her with a small grunt.

(Angelia) "Relax, you'll get your time with me soon, just be patient."

(S/O) "Sure I can't indulge myself right now?-"

(Angelia) "We both know what'll happen if you try."

(S/O) "Do I?"

Angelia's eyes glanced over to S/O with a clearly unamused look, but she sighed as she finished typing before turning over to them.

And promptly pinched their cheek with her prosthetic, a little smirk growing at their reaction.

(S/O) "OWOWOW!"-

(Angelia) "Don't be a smartass and lemme work. Unless you want me to get AK-15 to throw you out."

S/O rubbed their cheek before sighing.

(S/O) "The worst part is that Fifteen would do that..."

(Angelia) "Any of them would, really. I'd like to see 94 try it."

(S/O) "...Y-You wouldn't order them to do it, right?"

(Angelia) "...Depends."

[treedaddymcpuffpuff]

Excessive Force : Tom Ludlow x Fem Nurse Reader (COLLAB W/ THE INCREDIBLE @johnwickb1tsch) - Chapter Map Twenty-Four

TW: NSFW, inappropriate use of handcuffs, angst

Tom picks you up from your shift, and you ride in silence. The uncomfortable, we need to talk, prickly silence that has your bones feeling weirdly placed and your teeth achy with unsaid words. His mouth and your mouth combined? Quiet between the two? Strange. You both know something’s up. Maybe even more than one something. 

When you get into your place, he goes to use the restroom, and you meander around cleaning a little bit—putting some dishes away and rearranging your coat rack and making sure your recently neglected plants aren’t dying dry deaths. 

“Sorry, guys,” you whisper, filling them up and eyeing the leaves for any browning spots, spraying the orchids’ tangled roots with water and a little plant food. You pause at the dark purple orchid from Julian, realizing there’s still a smear of your dried blood on the pot. Roses love to eat blood and bone. You’re not so sure about orchids. It’s hard not to think of Julian, when you look at the beautiful plant, but you can’t quite bring yourself to get rid of it yet. It’s not the orchid’s fault, after all.  

“You just keep getting cuter,” Tom says, smirking from the kitchen doorway. 

“They’re living things,” you reply, sticking your tongue out. 

“You know, I worked a case once where a lady had a lot of plants.”

You shoot him a raised brow. “Was she poisoning someone with one?”

He chuckles and shakes his head, that fast growing, uncut dark shag probably due for a haircut soon. Shame, you kinda like it a little longer. “See, it just makes me even more suspicious that you know that.” 

“Am I a suspect now, Officer Ludlow?” You ask, batting your eyelashes at him.

“Easy, Poison Ivy, don’t make me get the cuffs.” 

“Poison Ivy, really?” 

He shrugs. “What? She’s hot. You’re hot. You both love plants. Got that fiery temper.” Wink.

“And you’re what, Batman?” You crinkle your nose at the comparison. Bruce Wayne ain’t got nothin on Tom Ludlow. Plus, you were never a big fan. Now, Punisher, he’s someone you can admire.

“No. I’m a side character. Poison Ivy’s boyfriend.” 

Do not engage. Do not interact. Do not make eye contact. Did he just call himself… You haven’t had a boyfriend in what, years? Tom Ludlow? Boyfriend? Dating? Your brain might be short circuiting, a rattling tool box of metal getting zapped with a cattle prod, and you stand there, frozen, looking dumb for a good minute until you can compartmentalize and rationalize. 

Tom Ludlow hasn’t really left since that first night you invited him in. His clothes are in your dirty laundry, his shoes are sitting next to yours on the entryway rug, making your sneakers look like kids shoes in comparison, his amazing smell is on everything, his indent is on your bed. He’s just settled himself right in here, and you didn’t even notice. 

“What’s a throw down?” You ask, stupidly, suddenly, not sure why you pick that moment to inquire about this. 

To your credit, it does take him off guard and make him forget about the whole boyfriend thing… For now. “It’s a gun dirty cops carry. Something to throw away in case they shoot someone...unlawfully.”

“Is that…what you have on your ankle?” 

His frown is like a thunderhead, and he probably would have started yelling, if not for how tiny your voice sounded, and the big-eyed bunny look on your face. “No, baby. That’s my backup. In case I lose my other gun. Which, I have. Why are you asking me this?” 

Oh fuck, this was a bad, bad decision. Maybe you should mention the dating conversation again? You turn to face him, trying to seem less suspicious and probably just ranking yourself even higher on his list of suspects. “Brixton, that guy that interviewed me, said you fired it in the store.” 

Nice save—never mind, looks like you’ve personally signed Brixton’s death certificate yourself. You jump in to appease that hostile look curtaining over his face. “It's just..I feel like there’s something up, Tom. Something you’re not telling me?”

You’re such a hypocrite. 

“What does that have to do with my backup?” He asks, great fucking detective that he is, and you’re caught like a rabbit in a metal fox trap, ready to gnaw off its own leg just to get free. And maybe, judging by that suspicious look on his face, you should start digging in sooner rather than later.

“I don’t know, Tom.” You throw your hands in the air, maybe a little too dramatically. “I’m just trying to piece this whole thing together, y'know? And if you’re not telling me anything, how can I do that? I saw his face—the man who attempted to murder a cop in cold blood—and I’m scared.” None of that was particularly a lie, but you still feel bad for freaking out on him. 

You feel even worse, when his standoffish attitude melts immediately for you. “Shit. I’m sorry, baby, come here,” he says, holding out his arms to you. 

Once upon a time, with anyone else, you would be an ornery shit and refuse the respective olive branch. But with Tom…you melt too, and before you know it you’ve crossed the tiny kitchen to fill his arms. 

“You’ve taken this whole thing like such a champ, I fucking forget you’re not used to getting shot at,” he says to the top of your head. “M’sorry, baby. I’m working on figuring this all out. I promise you. I’ve got some leads. I gotta find a guy…” He shuts himself up out of habit, not used to sharing details of an ongoing investigation with a civilian. But then he seems to think better of it, considering you’re right in the fucking middle of it too. “I gotta find this guy who might know the shooters. I’m waiting on a call. Got a lead through an inmate in County.”

“Why would an inmate help you?” you mumble into the solid plane of his chest. 

“Because I put him there, and he’s not gettin’ out unless he gets me that name.”

You blink at that, craning your neck to look up at him. “Is that legal?” 

He looks down at you with that Come on look that makes you feel more than a little foolish. 

“Oh.”

You feel the rumble of his amusement from deep in his chest, more than hear it. 

“Is that…always how you really get things done?” you ask, at risk of being made to feel even dumber. “Like, are the official channels really that useless?”

“Pretty much, sweetheart. Learned it the hard way a long time ago. Too many bureaucrats in the LAPD. Not enough people actually willing to get the job done.”

With a long sigh you nod, utterly reluctant to vacate the depression between his pecs. You’re pretty sure it was made just for your head. 

You guess you're about to embark on some back channels of your own to keep him out of trouble. The thought of what Julian might have in store for you makes a shudder of revilement run through you. Tom cranes back to study you, those hawkish eyes narrowed. He knows something’s up. He’s too smart, and you can’t fathom how you’re going to trick him, even if it is for his own good.

You suppose your best bet is distracting him–so you stand on tip toe, and press your lips to his. 

***

He just will not drop it.

He drives you absolutely wild. To the edge of your sanity. To the brink of death. 

This man’s tongue should be considered a lethal weapon. It’s an absolute menace. 

It’s the best thing you’ve ever felt, yet you can’t help but think to yourself, this is how you die.

“Tom…” you beg. “It’s too much!”

You would have even tried to get up, to get away, to flee, you’re that desperate, but he’s been holding you down with those big beautiful hands, and you are just a quivering mess of a woman at his mercy. Plus, he’s got you cuffed to the post of your bed.

“You can cum anytime you want, sweet girl,” he tells you. “You know what I want to hear.”

“This is…interrogation…under duress.”

“Oooo, someone’s been studying up.”

“Hey, I know…stuff.”

He’s changed tactics, making slow, soft circles with his tongue, just shy of where you need him most. The keening whine it tears from your hoarse throat makes him chuckle against you; a deep, bone-melting sound that you think Satan could take some notes from. 

“You know what I want to hear.”

I’m yours.

“Torturing me into saying it won’t make it true.”

“I already know it’s true, sweetheart. Just want to hear you say it.”

You whimper, your head thrown back into the pillows. So keyed up yet exhausted, too stubborn for your own good. You sense Tom looking up at you, his cheek resting on the soft pillow of your inner thigh. 

“Scare you that much, baby?”

You have to try twice before you can find your voice, suddenly feeling like you downed a fat gulp of Mojave sand. “You don’t understand.”

“Then tell me.”

“Now?”

“No time like the present.”

He climbs your body, and you are relieved until he sheathes himself inside you, just like that, like this is the place where he belongs. You desperately try to grind against him, knowing you are so close to the edge, but he just pins you with his thick cock kissing your cervix and his elbows on either side of you. 

He kisses your forehead, and its all so tender you could cry.

“You know you’re safe with me?”

“I know.” You mean it, too, even if you sound pitiful.

He sweeps your hair from your face with gentle fingers, looking down at you with a little smile that wrecks your heart. It simply was not fair.

“Then tell me what’s going on.” You’re not sure if he means your neuroses in general, or your earlier almost-slip, or…who knows? Discussing any and all of it aloud terrifies you. Your mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. Finally, you just frown, and fall back on your favorite word of all time.

“No.”

Miraculously, he doesn’t get mad, like every other man you’ve ever known would have. He just seems to think you’re cute. “You know what?” He muses, tracing your collarbones and making you shiver, “I think,” he follows the dip of your skin, down between your breasts, then under, slow and soft, over your rib cage as you make little strangled gasps, attempting unsuccessfully to writhe—get him frustrated enough to move. “I think you like it when I tease all your worries away.” 

Why does that infuriate you even more? “This isn’t teasing.” Your whining delights him and humiliates you. “This is tortu-ah.” 

He has your pert right nipple tugged between two fingers, rolling the sensitive flesh against rough calluses. The sensation swells into your pussy, and she clenches, exacting her own form of vengeance on Tom, for once on the same side as you—the cum or die side. 

A breath of air hisses from between his teeth, and you grin up at him in triumph. Sure, you’re the one handcuffed to the bed being edged out of your mind, but you know underneath all that cool, collected facade this affects him just as much as it does you. 

“You haven’t seen torture yet.” He says, his smile turning malicious.

“What?” You pant. “Can’t help it that my pussy loves your cock so much, baby.”

He turns peach again, skin absolutely betraying his attitude, and you let loose a sharp giggle that turns to a groaning snarl when he pumps inside of you, slow, not enough. The rhythm he adopts after a minute or two of equally frustrating practice is made for your destruction; more frustrating than just holding him inside, unmoving. 

That languid squelching rub, the slow strokes that make your cunt flood and fatten with plentiful cum, yield to and accommodate its bulky visitor like a good little host should—all of it gets both of you gnashing your teeth and growling like beasts.

In this feral, viscous slide of your bodies, Tom takes your mouth instead of talking, teeth and tongue and spit. None of it would be pretty from an onlooker's perspective, you think, as he swallows the bottom of your face into his big jaws, but fuck, it’s just what you need from him while he works your cunt to a slow, brutal end. 

La petite mort, your brain thinks, surfacing from the sluggish black haze for a moment before you lose it entirely again to a violent, slow orgasm on just his cock. You barely feel the scratchy tickle of his stubble as he buries his face into your neck, biting and licking at your collar, and ending right along with you. 

“Trickster,” he mumbles, hips twitching in finality, length already softening and settling inside you. 

“Who me?” You giggle. 

“Minx,” he growls. 

“Never,” you tease. 

“One of these days I’m gonna get you to say it baby. Might as well just get it over with.” 

“Say what?” You ask, now just trying to piss him off. 

He nibbles the skin of your neck, and you giggle-flinch away. 

“I have to tickle you?” He asks. 

“Swear to God, Tom, I will kill you.” Then, you pout. “These cuffs are kinda uncomfy.” 

He sighs and unlocks you from your metal, cold bondage, then rubs the blood and warmth back into your wrists. “Can I ask you something?” 

You flick your head at him, curious, and push the sweaty hair from his forehead. “Yeah, of course.”

“Will you take a little vacation with me? After I’m done with this case? I’d like to take you somewhere. Just us. Anywhere you want. Beach, mountains. I know we’re already right next to the beach, but maybe one with calmer water? They have some nice little bungalows in Florida.” He’s cute, when he’s all rambling and shy and flustered. 

You lean up to kiss him, halting his nerves. “Yeah, I will.” 

“Really?” He asks, grin big and goofy and only missing a long tongue hanging from the side. 

He makes you laugh. The dichotomy of this man. God, you want to eat him. “Yeah. I have unused vacation time anyway. As long as you promise not to secretly be a serial killer.” 

He snorts, probably thinking of the same image that you are: Bull-in-a-china-shop, brutish, forceful, loud Tom trying to be sneaky and malicious in any capacity? It’s just not believable. What you see is what you get with this long, bronze man currently walking butt ass naked to the bathroom and retrieving a damp, warm towel for you to clean up with. 

***

“So, where do you wanna go?” He asks, once you're settled in his arms with the blanket wrapping you up. You think it’s just way too adorable, how he fusses over you. Pushes your hair back from your face, makes sure you’re adjusted and comfortable, makes sure your toes are covered, kisses your forehead. 

“I’ve never been to the mountains,” you suggest, nuzzling your face into his chest and inhaling, trying to memorize him—this moment. 

“Mountains it is,” he grins. “We’ll go hiking.” 

“Do you think we’ll see woodland critters?” You ask hopefully. 

“Don’t worry,” he soothes, “I’ll protect you.”

You laugh into his skin. “Tom, I want to see them. I’m not scared.” 

“What about, I dunno, bears?” 

“Bears are cute.” 

He gives you an incredulous look, as if you’ve really caught him off guard with that one. “You’re something else.” 

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” 

“Am I gonna have to hold you back from trying to pet a 700 pound grizzly?” He asks, fingers playing with your shoulder blades. 

You pretend to think about it. “No, but maybe a raccoon….?” 

“Oh my god, go to bed,” he chuckles. “I’m rethinking the mountains.” 

“Oh c’mon!” 

It takes a good hour for you both to get tired enough to fall asleep. The witty banter keeps you awake, like you’re at a teenage slumber party with your best friend. It’s you that drifts off first, because if you don’t get your nine hours you emulate Grumpy from Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. 

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen react to you ignoring them for your cat

requested by anon: "hi best friend could i req an scenario similar to the puppy one u posted but with a kitty instead <3 thank u ily"

notes: literally speed wrote this lmao. the cat counterpart to the dog post i wrote somewhere

masterlist

seungcheol

literally does not care the slightest if your cat is the fluffiest, prettiest loveliest little kitten in the world. he is going to be annoyed no matter what. how dare you move your focus away from him to something else. sits there and pouts and whines for your attention to be back on him immediately because it is just unacceptable that you looked away from him for more than two seconds

jeonghan

trails off when your cat comes padding up to you, rubbing against your knee, and has half a mind to pretend to be dramatically upset that you're no longer listening to him but your cat is just. very very very cute so he just lets it be. definitely frowns and pretends to be angry once you finally look up at him though, and demands kisses as apology

joshua

your cat is fussing around in your lap while joshua is trying to explain something to you. instead of getting upset that you're not focused on him tho, shua just grins and clicks his tongue and makes all sorts of noises until the cat is coming over to him and within seconds he has it purring in his arms and carries on w his story, smiling smugly

junhui

it's!!!! a cat!!!! you have a cat!!!! :D honestly no one in the room is paying attention to what he's saying anymore. not you, not your cat, and not even him. doesn't even remember what he was going to say. sits there and pets your cat and makes all sorts of adorable noises like you're not even there and it's just him and the cat in their own world

hoshi

when he notices that you're not paying attention to what he's saying, he (gently) grabs your cat, holds it up to his face and says, "which of us is cuter??? huh??" effectively drawing your attention back to him. gets offended when you say your cat is cuter bc he's basically just a hamster. sulks. needs to be told he's the cutest and the cutest tiger otherwise he's not talking to you for the rest of the day

wonwoo

notices your cat before you do, starts ignoring you for the cat almost immediately. scratches behind the cat's ears, making it purr and roll over in happiness and you're just watching in shock bc one minute wonwoo is telling you something stupid that mingyu did and the next you're being ignored by your cat and your bf who seem to be engaging in some sort of telepathic conversation

woozi

just laughs as he watches you play with your cat who's getting all fussy and whiny in your lap. doesn't mind that you're essentially ignoring him, and definitely reaches over and asks if he can stroke your cat's fur too once you finally draw your attention back to him

minghao

your cat is essentially in love with minghao actually. he's still trying to tell you how his day went but your cat is pawing at his trouser leg and making those whining noises and wanting attention from your boyfriend (not even you???) so like. you can't really ignore minghao for your cat bc he's ignoring his cat for you

mingyu

is all "hey :((( i'm here too :((( am i not cute enough for you :(((" once you start looking a little too distracted while playing with your cat. you carry on ignoring him tho bc pouty mingyu is lowkey cute. laughs at you when your cat eventually gets bored while you're in the middle of baby talking it. gets hit over the head with a pillow for making fun of you

dokyeom

pretends to get mad at your cat. once you finally look up at him after being distracted by your cat, he laughs and points a finger at the cat in your lap, pretending to tell it off for taking your attention away from him, before his face melts into a smile and he asks with sparkles in his eyes if he can hold your lovely little kitten

seungkwan

sits there all annoyed hoping that you'll look back at him again but when it's clear you're intent on pretending he's not there, he's shuffling over and giving up on your previous conversation to ask you literally every question on the earth about your cat

vernon

just smiles and watches you, not even noticing that you're trying to ignore him, because he just thinks it's so cute to see you go all soft with a fluffy cat in your arms. you're smiling down at your cat so lovingly, and he just thinks that it's so lovely to see. asks if he can pet your cat too, falls in love with it immediately

chan

ends up just playing with your cat like fr. wiggles his fingers at the cat in your lap like it's a baby before eventually the cat pads over to him and it's in his lap and purring as he scratches behind the ears. you still try to ignore him to make him jealous but it doesn't work bc your cat is just straight up adoring chan so they're both simply ignoring you instead

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