#who wants to pay me for just being cute and having nice titties?

[vvitchy-succubus]

Please don't make me do stuff today

[brightlight-dazzlingeyes]

between the lines | chapter 01

rúben dias x original female character [+18]

synopsis: isabella is a sports journalist covering the premier league. she has sworn to never get involved with a football player. that is, until she meets a handsome portuguese defender. warnings: incorrect journalism references; timeline of events are not faithful to real life; i have never been to england; mutual pining; romantic comedy;  minors dni.

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Chapter 01 — Are you Tottenham in disguise?

It was a chilly day in greater Manchester, and in the morning I decided to pay a visit to my little niece Lucía. She had recently achieved the incredible ability to pronounce my name. Well, not my name exactly, but she does say ‘tía’ with the confidence of a young lady that knows I would die for her.

“She’s so cute!” I say cheerfully. Sienna, my sister-in-law, dressed up the baby in several layers of pastel colored clothing as we prepared to take a walk with her. Baby Lucía looked like a little package of cotton candy. The cutest.

“I know, and you’re welcome!” Sienna winks at me as she puts Lucía in her stroller. She enjoyed being walked around the neighborhood for a couple blocks before going to her daycare. Lucía had a strict and healthy schedule, it actually makes me jealous. The baby has a morning routine! She uses moisturizer! “So, you’re working today?”

“I am! City and Arsenal, later today. Want to bet on the score?” We used to do this every week, the loser would buy ice cream.

“2-1 for Arsenal.” Sienna says.

“I’m going with 3-1 City.”

“Oh, that reminds me!” Sienna looks at me excitedly. “Oh my god, I completely forgot!” She starts giggling. “You’re not going to believe it!” The thing about my dear in-law is that she never goes straight to the point.

“Sienna, come on! Just tell me. What is it?”

“Lucías’s pediatrician is single!” She raises her eyebrow, suggestively.

“Yes, and…?”

“He’s a great guy, I swear! Carlos and I agreed you two would be perfect together. Your brother didn’t tell you?”

No, my brother didn’t tell me. He probably didn’t think it was important, as Carlos never thinks anything is important ever. I’m just glad to hear he’s thinking about my happiness when I’m not around. After delivering Lucía to her important daycare business, we walked together to the Metro. I would be meeting with Melissa Reed, who worked at DAZN, near the Etihad, for lunch. Sienna was being kind enough to walk with me, but I quickly learned her intentions. She’s been trying to set me up with her friends and cousins since the first time we met. Now we upgraded to pediatricians. That 's interesting.

“I don’t know… If things go south it will be awkward between you guys. I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“The guy is a professional, alright? It won't be awkward, don’t worry!”

“How old is he?”

“Less than 50?” She crunches her nose and I laugh.

“Less than 50 is nice. I guess… Set me up?”

What do I have to lose, honestly? I’ve been single for the past 3 years and have been spending my nights daydreaming about football players. Dinner with a doctor under 50 would be nice for a change. Sienna hugs me while promising me I won't regret my decision, which is always a sign someone is making a bad decision, by the way. Melissa agrees with my sister-in-law, when I tell her about the possible upcoming date.

“You need to get out there, girl. If I had your face and your titties, I would have a long line of men at my feet!”

“Well, you do!” I point at her. Mel is gorgeous and an avid heartbreaker, she’s almost a decade older than me, so sometimes she can behave more like a mentor, or an older sister. We met quite recently, through work, always bumping into each other at press conferences, and she quickly became a close friend. 

“You need to be more confident. Words of reinforcement really help, you know?” Mel says, “Just say ‘I’m interesting, I’m smart’.” She fixes her posture, looking at me assertively.

“I’m interesting, I’m smart.” I repeat with a whisper, trying to copy her pose.

“Yes. Go ahead, ‘I can do anything I set my mind to’.”

“I can do anything.” There's a silence as we nod at each other. “I could fix Chelsea.”

“You could fix Chelsea! You really could.” She pats me in the head. “And you're going to rock this date with a hopefully handsome doctor!”

And then, there was the match. So, listen, the thing about working with what you love is: sometimes that’s your only option. When I was a teenager I went through what we called a phase. I stopped talking, I didn’t want to go to school anymore. I lost interest in all my previous hobbies. My dad, who thank god was still alive at the time, took me to a shrink. The guy asked a bunch of questions and all I remember was that in one of my answers I told him ‘the only thing that gets me out of bed is football’. All these years later and that’s still true. 

I worked on the weekend after my dad died even though I hadn’t eaten anything for days. Football is my religion. So I have nowhere else to go. I went to college and graduated in Journalism and immediately started working with the sport. And it’s at night like these that I’m reminded of why I made this career decision. 

It was clear it was a special night hours before the match, there were a lot more reporters and former players in the stadium than the usual. A proper special occasion, with the Prem trophy being displayed in the middle of the field before the game. The City fans cheered like it was Champions League night. Incredible atmosphere. Later, after the Blue’s 3rd goal, one of the chants accused Arsenal of being Tottenham in disguise, referencing the London rivals recent 6-1 loss. I went into the Etihad press room buzzing with excitement. Of course, I interviewed Rúben. I’m in charge of trying to talk to him ever since a lovely interaction with my boss.

“You speak Portuguese, right?” He asked.

“Well, no, but I’m spanish.”

“That will do.”

So now I have to interview every player born in the Iberian Peninsula or in Latin America, regardless of the language I speak. I’m just thankful nobody told him Italian and French are also romance languages. Rúben was shining and smiling brightly, the man looked ridiculously beautiful when he was happy. As he should, it was a magnificent victory and he earned that smile.

“Olá, Isa!” He says.

Oh, shit. He remembers my name. Of course he does, I mean, we talk practically twice a week. Shit. Quick, say something cool. Something sensual, but professional. Make him want you, but don't let him know you want him as well.

“Hi.” I end up saying. The rest went as usual, ‘are you feeling confident about the title’, ‘what are your thoughts on the team performance’, etc. He was charming and polite, and 100% not flirting with me, no matter what my stupid brain tried to convince me. Just because a man has beautiful brown eyes doesn't mean he’s trying to sleep with me. Unless…

“See you Sunday?” Rúben asks as we say goodbye and I just nod, dumbly. I don’t remember him making such questions before. Or maybe I’m just holding on to silly signs because I have a big stupid crush on him.

Sienna: thanks to haaland i’m not paying you ice cream :) also, date set with sexy doctor  monday, lunch, your favorite restaurant and you’re welcome :p

She sends me a picture of said sexy doctor, and I’m obliged to agree with her. He definitely looks younger than 50 and on a 0 to 10 ranking, very close to an 8. Next day I’m in London, meeting up with Sebastian before heading to the Tottenham Hotspurs Stadium.

“Por favor, Isa, let me say ‘bottled’, it’s all I have left today.” The Spaniard says grinning at me.

“You had a rough week, take all the victories you can get, my friend.” I pat him in the back as he laughs. Seb then puts his arms around me as we set up our equipment, still grinning.

“Hey, can I ask you a favor?” 

“Sure…?” I speak, unsurely.

“If my team loses today, just shoot me.”

Working with football is amazing, but being a football supporter is really something else. It’s common for correspondents to get attached to a team of the league they’re covering. For me it never really happened, since I keep moving from league to league every couple of years. Thank God, being a Valencia supporter since a little kid,– thanks, mom and dad – I suffer enough.

I decided to spend the night in London, and only go back home tomorrow morning, so after work I go to the least expensive hotel room I could find. Seb and Melissa accompany me for a few drinks at the hotel bar and then once again I go to bed daydreaming about the one who should not be named. I cowardly open his Insta profile while hiding underneath the covers, like that’s going to protect me somehow. 

Except, there’s something different this time. Holy shit. He 's following me. That’s normal, right? Yeah, we’re basically coworkers! No need to freak out. Come on, Isa, get a grip. He’s not the first player to hit the follow button and he won’t be last. In fact, I have a long list of answered and unsolicited DM’s from the most random players, but we don’t have to go there. After weeks of creepy stalking the poor fella, I follow him back immediately. Maybe that will help. We’re officially practically coworkers now, in a way, right? Just a couple of colleagues who follow each other on social media. No more blushing, no more drooling over shirtless and carefully curated thirst traps.

I open the picture Sienna sent me of the pediatrician. Okay. Monday, lunch… My favorite restaurant, even! Sounds like a good plan.

[kyskaisen]

the christmas fluff was so cute omg i want to stuff it in a tiny bag and keep it with myself nbvfgyjnbvfgyknow what i was originally just a maki simp too 😭😭😭 but like yuki in the new chapters hassort of AWOKEN something inside me that i cant quite explain koihdcdviuwehjdkjj hence the yuki x reader agenda because if i have to simp for her then so does everyone else!! on the topic of spreading the agenda please one more yuki x reader (with them both being in highschool LOL) eternalmaki-sama 💪

BRO LOL after i wrote that yuki fluff last night she been on my mind the whole day😩

anyways since there was no prompt specified ima just throw in some good ol fashioned passing notes😩 im in highschool LOL so yeah its a lil weird for me to write adults😟(but writing fluff is just fine lol) also ima make F! reader but if u want me to change it go gn reader just ask lol

paring: Yuki Tsukumo x F!Reader

warnings: idk just some cursing and if u cant handle that then idk what to tell u...😭 and also bad ending LOL

Note Passin'

It's already been a long day for you at your very small populated school at Jujutsu Tech. Between having every single class with Gojo and Geto then having a shit ton of math assignments due by next Monday, you thought the world was made just for making you carry it on your back. The weight of the world seemed to lift when you happened to glance over to the left and see a small piece of paper sitting right next to you just before the window sill. Taking it, you un-balled the paper and read the words and figured out it was Yuki Tsukumo's handwriting.

'This class is soooo boring and mr. yaga never stops talking. do u wanna talk about anything?' You mentally read to yourself. There was a small hole between windowsills where Yuki could push small pieces of paper through it and if she blew through the hole, the paper would shoot right on through. You turned around in your seat to find her flashing a smile at you. "No! Quit passing notes while Mr. Yaga's talking!" You whisper yelled before turning back around with a frown. She scoffed then tore another piece of paper and wrote on it before pushing it and blowing it through the hole.

You looked back over and saw the new piece of paper before rolling your eyes than taking your pencil and writing on it after unfolding it.

'Fine. What do u wanna talk about?' Yuki read to herself before a victorious grin stretched on her face. You tapped your pencil against the desk for a few moments before hearing the paper push through the hole.

'what's ur type in women or men? ;)' You read to yourself before scoffing and turning around to face her. She was staring back at you with a smirk before her smirk turned into a toothy grin and she flashed a wink at you. "Seriously?!" You whisper yelled, turning back to face the front then rolling your eyes and writing down your answer on the small piece.

'My type in people, is someone who's not a dirtbag, makes me laugh, and actually has human decency.' Yuki read to herself before chuckling and leaning back in her seat.

She tore off another small piece of paper and wrote on it before pushing it through the hole with her mechanical pencil.

'Since u didn't specify ur sexuality, i have to ask, ass or tits?' Your eyes scanned her words before chuckling and dropping your head on your desk. Mr. Yaga turned to you, along with the few others in the classroom.

"Y/n? You ok?" Shoko asked with a raised eyebrow. Yuki pulled her hand to her mouth to keep her from laughing. You held one thumb then picked your head back up.

'If I had to choose, I'd say tits.' Yuki read then smiled to herself.

'Personally, i would go for ass but i do like a nice pair of titties'

You rolled your eyes and wrote on the back of the piece.

'Good for you.'

Yuki smiled before tearing another small piece then wrote on it and pushed it through the hole. Mr. Yaga was now paying close attention to you so you didn't take the time to glance over and look at it, you just moved your hand over and took it from the windowsill.

'Do u wanna hang out after school ?' You mouthed before rolling your eyes.

'No.' Yuki read before scoffing and leaning back in her seat.

...

Yuki glanced out the window, then tried to pay attention to Mr. Yaga while tapping her pencil against the desk. She bit her tongue to keep herself from saying something out of pocket.

The bell eventually rang for you guys to do whatever you wanted, and you quickly grabbed your stuff then dashed out the door to avoid Yuki. You couldn't wait to get to Shoko's room and secretly fangirl over how Yuki Tsukumo was actually talking to you in class.

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IDK WHAT THE ENDING WAS EITHER LOLLLLLLL

also 😧 I AIN TRYNA JOIN THE YUKI AGENDA cuz me and my friend have this bet where if i stop obsessing over maki and begin obsessing over sum1 else by senior year then i owe my friend 50 bucks </3

anyways ily!! have a good night/day and stay safe <33

[rottingsparrow]

Oh boy oh boy here it is my thoughts on Lore Olympus episodes 1-10 I didn't include any pictures because I'm figuring out how I wanna do this also im tired but here it is:

Episode One: Stag, You’re It

Why the title

Minthes hair like connects to her head without a line not bad just a comment

Hades’ sharp ass nose but I enjoy the colors, not super bright yknow

Hera looks so cool but also like snatched almost unnaturally

She is a god tho so

Zeus lets goooo such a solid color imo

Im sorry but artemis’ hair is a lil ugly

Love that all the main characters are snatched /s

Episode Two: Who is She?

And Persophone is now 3 shades lighter ok

Also like i hate the dress Artemis gives persephone it ugly

Persophones hair changed lengths like 2 times but maybe im seeing it wrong

Also artemis if she doesnt wanna be here leave wtf

How is. How is hades holding his drink

Zeus changed colors king

I understand lighting and shading but like. Damn

Ok so if Poseidon hates Odysseus does that mean the events of the Odyssey already happened

Ep 3: Who is She pt 2

LMAO what is hades’ nose

Why did she have random parts w/ no color not a complaint just curious

HER FOREHEAD SO LARGE IN THIS ONE PANEL

“Short sighted” Do we ever see him wear glasses again

Zeus’ lil. Hair thingies keep disappearing

“Honestly i think she puts Aphrodite to shame” wow comparing women/hj

Seriously tho like. why

Ep 4: Who is she pt 3

Idk why she does random scenes where the characters are all like just one color. Not bad per say but weird

Gives artemis huge boobs and in one panel they are either smaller or gone

Artemis bestie if that one thing distracts you from your friend you gotta get ur priorities straight

“Hey kiddo wanna have some real fun” ew

Omg purple eros

So much hair

Did she just give her hair powers so she could draw diff styles lets be honest

Ep 5:

Aphrodites hip angle is so sharp it could kill me

“Friggin” makes my mind go to supernatural and i dont appreciate it

Omg shes a cinnamon roll shes so adorable and gorgeous and yet sexy and *i get shot*

Mother emotionally guilting her son omg its my life

The listen panel. Haunts my dreams

Why does she have so many different painting/coloring styles

LMAO LOOK AT HADES ON THE BALCONY its. Its bad

Ep 6

W hy do they stand like that persephone pls

Love demeters colors tho

This is. This is the metaphor for the maidenhood thing right

Thats how i always saw it

Wow persephone you just woke up and you look so pretty wowww woww

Rachel rachel please does her hair have bangs or not just choose

I do actually like the panel with cerberus, persephone, and hades its nice

Ep 7

Cerberus is so cute

Hades shut the fuck up

The coat is cute

Persephone get off the counter this isnt ur house

Whos minthe? Stop being nosy damn

Didnt really have much to say bout this one

Ep 8

Why are both their eyes open i know they arent in love but that so weird right

Is his dick out or is she just naked on him

“Salutiations” old man

Every second i read persephones eyes get bigger

“I would pay you a salary to barge in on every single aspect of my life” is actually cute however. You literally just met her she hasnt even introduced herself

I dont understand why he thought she meant sex idk

I like that his business card has diff names for him

SHE WAS HOLDING HERS IN HER TITTY WHY

Ep 9

Persephone giggling over that is kinda weird imo but whatever

Persephone please pic a face shape

“Come here puppy” look. Look at her face. Wtf

Train ur dogs hades smh

We never see like any of these dogs fuck you rachel i want dogs

“Let the unionize see if i care” haha so funny haha wow so. So funny. Hades ur such a character

Why is her mouth so high up in this one panel

Hehe puppy

Man in bushes

Ep 10

Why does he have so many cars he doesnt need em

The little :p panel is cute

NOT HER FACE AGAIN RACHEL PLEASE JUST LOOK ONCE MORE

Stop yelling hades

Persephones hair is looking bad rn ngl

I love the colors of the underworld tbh

Rachel please go in depth on how you travel there between realms i am so curious

Artemis randomly gains bangs

I know her hair was flowing but her bangs are too short to completely disappear

Why do his eyes randomly turn red honestly

Goodbye thank god

[afr0-thunder]

[Poor Chronicles Pt. 25]

Topics: Savings/Service/Wants/Work (Social)/Fucking Up Lives/Work Related (Social)/Villain Origins/Shopping/Income/Hobbies

Savings: $140 > $146

Having service has been amazing. I spend it mostly watching Tik Toks and checking social media. I may (keyword) acquire Wi-Fi. No guarantees. My service is absolutely terrible, but manageable. I would only use it for loading posts on Tumblr.

I considered getting an iPad, if I do, for watching movies/television and potentially YouTube videos, but I don’t have any subscriptions for any streaming services. Also, I have means for entertainment otherwise, I just decided to put off any additions for the time being (my Dominican neighbors are thieves). I want to order some books as well.

Titties from work, aside from being a racist nigger, is cool. Fucking her life up should be fun. She seems crazy and I find it amusing. If she wasn’t racist, we’d probably be cool, but bouncing on this dick is just as cool.

I keep having small encounters with the newer girl. I keep trying to tell her about my dream, but another coworker pops up and I have to pretend I’m a homosexual again. Last time, I caught her eating in my manager’s office on her break. She was trying not to spit that shit out when I was talking to her, she was so cute.

There’s another girl, on my instagram. Sexy, tall, dark skinned, big titties, fat ass. I thought she was kind of cute. I was just thinking, she’s actually my favorite type of black girl (pretty, sexy body, unapologetically black). That is until I watched her story. She’s been slandering light skinned men this week. First, she posted a meme that said, “Dark skins do it better.” and said she doesn’t take light skinned men seriously. I was like, “I would swipe up, but she gone think I’m hurt.”, then she posted a Tik Tok a few days later LISTING things she doesn’t take seriously. “Lightskin niggas” was like 1/12. I was like, “Why are we even mutuals?…fuck it, ima just fuck her life up.”. Them 22 likes on her post was shiesty though. Get your likes up bitch! Still was sexy though. We’ve never met, but I believe she’s from Chicago.

I passed one of our regulars after I clocked out last night, by the Bean at Millennium Park. I don’t think she noticed me. I had my hood up and she was on the phone. She usually comes with her boyfriend and he lowkey gets mad because I lowkey ignore his ass and ask her what they’re ordering. Then I start pretending like that didn’t happen, so shit doesn’t get awkward. She came in by herself for the first time about a week ago. I told her I remembered her. Bitch is thick as fuck. She has braces, but I know a bitch who’s gonna be bad as fuck with her braces off when I see one.

There’s one more. There’s this girl. I don’t follow her, but I always like her Tik Toks when they come up on my “For You” page. She’s ugly as fuck, but I would still fuck the shit out of her. I still have her number, but she keeps posting this guy. I don’t know why. Simon didn’t say you could have a boyfriend. Waiting for her to realize we’re dating. Bitches are so crazy.

I bought the Ralph Lauren Polo sweater before my pay. I had to use my monthly expenses (they’ve been replaced). It actually did not fit my color theme. I had mistaken the navy for another color, everything else fits though. It was an XXL. I also found out it was 30% off. It was still $106. I love it already. I don’t want to keep up these spending habits, but I may just start shopping there, there’s a lot of nice things.

I was asked to stay later on Thursday night. These spontaneous doubles are only hitting in one place. My bank account. Shit was so long I thought it was Friday and that I had one more day of work. I got myself excited for nothing.

I want to start taking pictures of myself again, but I haven’t found the time.

- MH (2023)

[hillvalleyhuh]

Oh yes being a menace as a way of showing favoritism - chef's kiss I feel seen (especially with the zhongli one - feral in the streets but soft when at home). Could I request a continuation of that with Itto and Kujou Sara, please?

YOOOO FIRST REQUEST!!! and of course as someone who bullies out of love i felt like we needed more representation than the typical reader people usually portray--i'll probably stick with this type of reader in the rest of the works i do

also ps I'm still figuring out how to organize my posts so be prepared for that

WHERE YOU SHOW FAVORITISM IN A DIFFERENTLY

aka you bully them to show love <3

continuation of this

sagau gender-neutral reader w/ itto & kujou sara

Itto

be careful he looks like a big tough guy but we all know he's a big big softie

i think he would be the one that you would be the least "mean" towards however that does NOT stop you from teasing this oni cmon it's still fun

he would accidentally do a clapback from time to time that he doesn't even realize

"itto i love you but i think you're the only person in teyvat the does not have a job....i know a 12 year old that has job like babe how do you pay taxes"

"um, your grace? you don't have a job so why does that matter?"

"...."

"also what are taxes?"

just a couple of menaces in different fonts

i think you would be very protective of him and wouldn't allow anyone else to talk sh*t because only you can do it cmon you're hilarious

you: hey! why do you care so much about what he wears? it's his body he can wear whatever he wants so please respect that

also you: itto babe I'm trying to pay attention to you but i am ONLY looking at your titties right now

you would probably have to tell him straight up that you teasing him means that you favor him more and afterwards he'll turn even more of a love sick puppy

you'll insult him and he's like "wow you are the kindest and graceful creator ever uwu" i'm the only creator but...thank..you? also did you hear ANYTHING i just said?

"Your Grace! I thought about what you said about me not having a job and that's not true at all! No, I don't mean the gang, I mean you! My job is to take care of all your needs and worship you. So tell me, am I doing a good job or do I need to show you my other skills?"

Kujou Sara

i would assume it would take you a little longer to tease her just so she can get comfortable with you

however it's always the most distinguished and "put together" people that are the most fun to bully

she so badly wants to roast you back but her desire to please you and be nice to her creator outweighs it

that doesn't mean she isn't thinking of what she WOULD say

you: babe if i "caw" at you would you understand what I'm saying or is there a different dialect that i need to do

her: your grace, you and i both know that i don't speak bird :)

her internally: i am going to wake you up by cawing so loud in your face tomorrow morning

whenever you tease her you love to watch her facial expressions because you can tell she's fighting off the urge to say something back it's very cute when her face scrunches muah gimme a kiss

you try not to tease her about her job since you know it's very important to her but sometimes you'll drop a lil smth to keep her on her toes

i feel like as time goes on and the more comfortable she gets (and once she realizes your teasing is a love language) she would be more willing to speak her mind she won't tell you she figured it out though

this would only happen in private but you would treasure those moments

"I am grateful your Grace has bestowed their attention upon me...even though your attention includes teasing me beyond belief. However, I cannot help but think that your teasing has an ulterior motive. If their Grace does not mind, would you let me indulge more into your motive?"

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

Noona, Do You Not Like Younger Men? (Choi San+Jung Wooyoung)

Pairing: Choi San× Milf! Reader (Female)× Jung Wooyoung

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Idol AU.

Summary: Maybe going over to pester their favorite manager during her vacation wasn't such a bad idea, especially if it ends up with them getting what they always fantasized about every night.

Word Count: 4.2+K

Warnings: Age differences (still within legal boundaries), breast play including titty fucking (yeah I'm aware some of us don't have huge tits, I'm part of that squad but we can dream ok?) fingering, m+f+m threesome, ass grinding, spanking, degradation.

Taglist: @little-precious-baby @galaxteez @multidreams-and-desires @yunhofingers @yunhoiseyecandy @deja-vux @daniblogs164 @brie02 @couchpotatoaniki @a-soft-hornytiny

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Y/N's eyes squinted at the two younger males who casually showed up at her home, uninvited and already letting themselves in as if they owned the place.

"Hi Noona. Did you miss us?" The older one of the two squished her cheeks together, earning him a slap on his wrist, which he did not appreciate.

"Aww Noona, now look what you've done. You made him sad." The other male pointed to the other's pout.

"Choi San and Jung Wooyoung, just what the hell do you think you're doing here?" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Isn't it obvious? We came to keep you company!" San cheerfully exclaimed.

"We know you missed us so we decided to come over and spend time with our favorite manager." Wooyoung added as he went over to try and cling an arm around the older woman, but she brushed his hand away.

"Ok, in case you guys didn't know, I'm on vacation, a well needed vacation from my manager duties. Specifically from you two! You little brats who constantly give me migraines and high blood pressure. I got this vacation to get away from you both!"

The boys were taken aback by her outburst, looking back and forth between each other and then returned their faces back to her. Their somber and disappointed expressionism soon bursted out in laughter, confusing the woman in front of them.

"Oh Noona! You're so funny." San giggled.

"We know you love and adore us so much. And you're happy that we came to keep you company!" Against her will, and more since she was outnumbered, she let Wooyoung and San each take one of her arm and drag her over to the living room where they sat her down and started arranging the space so they could have a small movie day. Y/N let out slow and deep breaths as she tried not to lose her patience and just let the boys run around her house as they started putting the snacks they brought with them into bowls. She could hear them muttering angrily to each other from the kitchen, no doubt telling each other to be careful less they accidentally broke one of her plates. In less than 10 minutes, they had about  7 or 8 different bowls full of different snacks, ranging from crispy chips, to sour gummy worms and even different types of sweet chocolates.

"We even got mochi ice cream! Would you like some?" Wooyoung enthusiastically shoved the case that contained assorted flavors of the icy dessert.

Knowing she might as well enjoy the gluttonous snacks while she could, Y/N skimmed her hand over them and picked out one of the mint chocolate mochis and stuffed it in her mouth. Unbeknownst to her, the man on her right was staring at her with a wide smile as she ate the ice cream. When she noticed, she gave him a puzzled look and scooted further away from him.

"You chose the mint chocolate flavor." He giddily stated.

"Yes....any problem with that?" She questioned.

San emitted happy squeals at that.

"I love mint chocolate flavor too! Don't you see Noona? This further proves that were soulmates and destined to be together!"

Without even asking or warning, he snuggled himself against her, an arm around her waist as he used her chest as a makeshift pillow. Coming back from the kitchen, Wooyoung glared at San when he saw how close he was with their manager.

"Hey! No fair. Don't hog Noona up for yourself. We promised to share!" He quickly jumped on the other side and tried to tangle himself around her, proving to be difficult when San was pushing him away. Y/N ended up being pulled and tugged from both sides as the boys fought amongst themselves for her. Fed up with their antics, she reached her hands over and smacked both of their thighs sharply, making them retreat away from her less they suffered more physical pain from her.

"I want both of you to stay at least an arm's length away from me if you're planning to stay here and watch a movie. And absolutely under no circumstances do I want either of your mouths opening to sputter nonsense and annoy me further...Got it?!"

Both of the idols scooted to either ends of the couch, each grabbing a nearby cushion to keep them company and to protect them in case they furthered irritated their off duty manager. Y/N took a deep breath as she rubbed the side of her temples, letting the boys pick out which movie they wanted to watch. She probably wouldn't even enjoy the movie with the two rascals nearby, she thought to herself. Wooyoung and San settled for a cute looking movie, both of them hoping that the fluffy contents would soften up Y/N so they could cuddle up next to her once more. The woman however cringed when she saw the title.

"Ugh. Wake me up when whatever chick flick you chose is over." She settled back onto the couch, her eyes already closing.

"Aww come on Noona, give it a try. You might even like it." San suggested.

"Romantic movies have never been my type." She mumbled out, her hand reaching out to take some of the popcorn on the table to stuff in her mouth.

The movie played out exactly as she expected it to. Nothing short of all the typical cliches and stereotypes portrayed on every single romantic comedy made in existence. The boys would often look back at her every few minutes, their faces getting more and more discouraged when their manager didn't seem to be enjoying their company. It seemed that their plan to get close to her backfired as she was currently resting her chin on her palms, dozing off slowly while not paying one bit of attention on the screen in front of her.

"Told you to pick a scary movie." San complained to his friend.

"Your chicken ass can't even handle them." Wooyoung side eyed him.

"Yeah, but jump scares serve as an excuse to hug the person next to you." He tilted his head over to Y/N.

"Nice move, saying your plan out loud for her to hear. You dumbass."

Taking the pillow he had, San chucked it at Wooyoung, knocking the snacks he was currently eating onto the floor. Grabbing the pillow, he made move to throw it once more, but Y/N held a hand up.

"Throw that cushion and I will choke you Jung Wooyoung."

The warned boy immediately sat the cushion back down, setting his hands down on his lap.

"Please do...."

Y/N's half lidded eyes sprung wide open when she heard his whisper. Slowly she turned her head at him, of course Wooyoung noticed out of the corner of his eye and swallowed harshly. He didn't think she was paying attention enough to hear him, but she was. Wooyoung soon felt flushed as she eyed him with an indiscernible stare, trying desperately to focus his attention on the movie in front of him but the heavy weight of her stare kept burning through him. Seeing as he wasn't going to say or do anything else, Y/N decided it would be fun to tease him like he'd often tease her. Sliding on top of him, to the surprise of not only Wooyoung but his friend on the other side, Y/N hummed softly as her fingers ran up his chest.

"Please do what Wooyoung? Choke you? Is that what you want? Want my hand wrapped around that pretty of neck of yours?"

The flustered male shuddered when her fingers encapsulated over the front of his neck, lightly applying pressure against his Adam's apple with her palm.

"Oh someone likes this a little too much." She chuckled as she subtly rolled her hips on his tent that formed as soon as she touched him.

"Please Noona.." Wooyoung squirmed underneath her body, hips trying to grind up against hers.

"I barely did anything and you're already begging for me. You're an even bigger whore than I thought you were." She let out an annoyed 'tsk' as she slowly began to get off his lap.

When Wooyoung felt her detaching herself, his hands came out to clasp her waist, keeping her firmly planted on his lap.

"Yes I am, I'm such a whore for you Noona. But please don't leave me here like this." He whined at her, looking completely pitiful as his hands desperately tried to keep her from moving. Y/N reached a hand out to toss some of the hair away from his forehead, her mind already working on ways to play around with the young male. Noticing that his eyes kept falling towards her chest, she suddenly got an idea.

"You like my breasts Wooyoungie?"

Her question caught him off guard, eyes widening, looking like a deer caught in headlights, especially after she called him by his nickname. He was beyond flustered, unable to look up at his manager anymore.

"I asked you a question Wooyoungie and I expect an answer or else I'll leave you hanging there and make you watch as I play with Sannie instead."

The forgotten male beside them became excited at hearing her words, his hand rubbing against his inner thigh, slowly creeping up to the bulge in his pants. Tilting his chin up to look at her, Y/N repeated her question once more, expecting him to reply as it was his last chance.

"Y-yes. I like your breasts very much Noona." He finally admitted.

Satisfied at getting an answer, Y/N pulled away from Wooyoung so she could start removing her shirt, both boys watching her without batting an eyelash. When her bra dropped on the floor, they both stared in awe at her voluptuous chest, mouths agape and nearly drooling at the sight.

"Fuck, they're just-wow." San chimed in, tongue wetting the center of his lips.

"You like them too Sannie? I always thought you were more of an ass guy." She commented with a knowing smile, recalling all the times he'd come up behind her and greet her with a pat on her bum.

"Oh hell yeah I am, but I'd never say no to an opportunity to suck on a pretty pair of tits." He acknowledged with no hesitation.

"Is that so? Well then."

Prying Wooyoung's hands off her, Y/N sat herself back in between the boys, hands cupping both of her breasts to gently massage them in her palms, fingers tweaking at her nipples which were slowly getting fully erect. The two men at her sides watched with hungry eyes, only imagining how soft and tender her breasts must feel, both wanting to replace her hands with their own. Unbeknownst to them, they were about to get a better offer.

"There's one for each of you my loves, so go ahead. Put your pretty mouths on them and suck on them. And maybe if you do good enough, I'll play more with you guys."

Wooyoung and San simultaneously looked at one another, both wondering if they heard her correctly or it was another perverted thought their mind played on them. Realizing it was not, San was the first one to be bold as he cupped the breast nearest to him and brought it up to his lips, where he proceeded to coat the areola with spit before he latching onto it.

"So you're more of a dirty boy, aren't you Sannie?" She mused at him, fingers brushing some of the bangs on his face.

San only responded by lifting his eyes momentarily to shoot a wink her way before indulging back in his task of suckling on her tit. Y/N turned her attention to Wooyoung, who was still nervously sitting there in a pliant manner. She beckoned for him to come closer.

"Wooyoungie, my other breast feels lonely."

Getting the hint, Wooyoung lowered himself and practically squished his face into her fleshy mound. As expected, he was very vocal, spewing out lewd sounds as he harshly sucked on her nipple, bringing in as much of her as he could possibly put in his mouth. Y/N laid her head back on the top of the couch, mouth drawing out heavy breaths and pants as she relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of the the younger male's mouths on her breasts, their tongues and teeth eagerly swirling and nibbling on her sensitive flesh. She noticed how both of them had completely different patterns. Whereas San's suckling was less intense, it was definitely more sloppy, spit dribbling down his chin and down her chest from all the insane movements his tongue worked on her nipple, each of them clearly focused on bringing her as much pleasure as possible. Wooyoung was definitely more intense and full of eagerness, but each swirl of his tongue or nibbling on her skin was less meditated and more like he was simply enjoying to taste the older woman, playing around with her breast as if it was a toy for him to fondle and tease as he pleased. Not that she minded, she loved being used as a toy by them both.

She became so lost in the feeling of their mouths on her body that she didn't notice the hands that had traveled in between her thighs until she felt them prying them open in an effort to slide her shorts and underwear down. She became somewhat self conscious when they managed to tear the rest of her clothing off, her legs closing tightly. Tapping a finger on her knee, San pulled off her nipple to say:

"Spread your legs for us and let us see that soaking cunt of yours."

Wooyoung was just as shocked as she was at his informal and vulgar words, but it certainly served to arouse her even more. Getting talked down to by someone younger than her..... it was definitely something. Giving him what he, and probably also his friend, wanted, she opened up her legs. Putting aside her gorgeous breasts for the meantime, the 2 pairs of eyes peered down at the sight below them, their Noona's folds glistening just for them and because of them, her tiny bud aching to be touched by their fingers. Signaling to his friend, San dipped his fingers down, swirling them around her clit before pressing down on it.

"Oh she's needy Wooyoung, I can feel it throbbing against my finger." San smirked as he lightly rubbed against her clit.

"Is our pretty Noona in need of our fingers? Does she want to get stuffed with them?" Wooyoung muttered against her ear, lips quick to muffle the moan that responded to his question. It was a sweet and tender kiss that was interrupted by San who tilted her chin towards him so that he could kiss her as well.

"Don't worry Noona. We'll make sure you're full and satisfied."

Y/N gasped as she felt both of their fingers slowly insert themselves into her slick and wet walls. Nudging to each other, their fingers started moving to and fro, eyes watching closely each facial expression that took over her features, reveling in the blissful sighs that were spilling out of her lips. Y/N couldn't keep herself from clenching tightly around their fingers, mesmerized by the sight of both of them fingering her tight little hole.

"Are you enjoying this Noona? Like having your tight pussy fucked by Sannie's finger and mine?" Wooyoung giggled, pushing his finger deeper into her, knuckles pressing against her mound which had her shuddering.

"Yes she is Wooyoungie, look at how much tighter she's becoming."

With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, he looked at Wooyoung.

"Maybe we should stretch her out even further. Don't you think?" He suggested, to which Wooyoung agreed to with a grin.

With a sharp inhale, Y/N released a whimper when 2 extra fingers intruded into her intimate region, stretching her further. The pace with which they were thrusting their fingers into her increased, each of the boys jamming their fingers at different timings, making sure that their tips touched the hood of her sex, grazing that sweet spot of hers. Y/N was a whining and moaning mess. The boys were not giving her any chance to relax, when one set of fingers was pulling out of her, the other set was pushing back in, continuing its abuse on her g-spot. She felt her thighs starting to trembling, her lower stomach building up her climax by the second. Even with the 4 fingers parting her wide open, she was starting to squeeze around them, wrapping them up in a blanket of heat that would soon coat them with her release.

"Are you gonna cum Noona? Cum on Sannie's and my fingers?" Wooyoung cooed as he drove his fingers faster into her to help her reach her orgasm faster.

Y/N could only manage to nod slightly, eyes shutting tight, unable to register anything else save for the slippery and squealching sounds that came from between her thighs. She didn't feel San press his lips against her ear until his low voice spoke in that sexy satoori accent of his.

"Cum for us Noona. Cum all over us."

With his encouragement, she tipped over the edge, crying out loudly as her release started streaming down her body and onto their hands, dripping even down to their wrists. The boys were kind enough to continue filling her hole with their fingers, helping her ride out her orgasm until she came down from her high.

"Shit. Look at all the mess you made on us. Such a dirty dirty Noona." San taunted as he forced her to look down at their cum covered hands, which they both brought up to lick clean right in front of her.

"And you taste so delicious." Wooyoung added with star struck eyes.

Cupping both of their chins, she placed a peck on each of their lips.

"Thank you for that my darling boys, you made Noona feel amazing. It's only right Noona makes you both feel just as good."

Not forgetting about the throbbing needs in their pants, she ordered them to strip in front of her, an order they were eager to comply with. Through clumsy fumbling, a pile of clothes was added to the previously discarded garments from the woman in front of them. Y/N couldn't hide the satisfaction on her face as she gazed at their erect cocks, standing proudly, waiting to be touched and played with.

"Well I suspected my boys were big, but even the reality is nothing like what I imagined." The men flushed at her words, flattered by the knowledge that she had indeed thought about them in that way before.

"Wooyoungie, lie down right here." She patted the space next to her.

Following her instructions, Wooyoung placed himself where she wanted him, displaying himself out to her. Hovering above him, Y/N kissed along his defined abs, getting dangerously close to the tip of his cock, exciting him while the member behind them envied their close proximity. Y/N pulled her face away right before her lips could touch his head.

"As much as I'd love to suck your pretty little cock, I think there's something you'll enjoy even more babyboy."

The pet name followed by the image of her breasts enveloping his shaft between them was enough to drive Wooyoung wild as he realized what she had in mind.

"Oh fuck Noona- yes please." He was anxious about having her warm tits hug around his length and fuck him until they were coated in his cum.

"I knew you'd love the idea."

Glancing back at the neglected male, Y/N motioned for him to come over.

"And I have an idea for you too my precious Sannie. Since you seem to like my ass so much, how about you stuff that cock of yours in my cheeks and fuck yourself on them?"

San's eyes bulged out, his dick twitching when he heard those words. It was such an erotic, kinky and naughty idea and he was all up for it.

"Shit- fuck yeah." He wasted no time as he straddled Y/N's behind, slapping his cock on each of her asscheeks before prying them apart and laying his shaft in between them.

"Fuck yourself as you want Sannie and try to keep up with Wooyoung and I." She challenged him, which he was more than willing to take up.

Spitting down on Wooyoung's cock and her tits to properly lubricate them, she sandwiched his shaft in her pillowy and soft flesh before rubbing her tits up and down on him. Wooyoung was releasing gasp after gasp the more he felt and saw his member disappear and reappear from his Noona's glorious valley. Meanwhile behind her, San busied himself as he started rutting his cock against the firm but tender skin of her ass, groaning and grunting as he took advantage of the green light she gave him to go as hard as he wanted. Each time he slammed his hips up into her, he basked in the visual of her plump ass cheeks rippling with each of his thrusts.

"Oh God." San exclaimed, one hand coming down to strike one of Y/N's cheeks, causing her to jolt forward in surprise, her stiff nipples rubbing against Wooyoung's shaft.

"Shit! San- be gentle with Noona." He whined, his eyes still focused on the silky sensation of Y/N's boobs hugging him.

"It's ok Wooyoung. I know Noona liked it. She likes it rough. Watch."

Raising his hand once more, it came back down to spank the same spot he had previously hit, a light pink hue starting to appear on her skin. Y/N tried and failed to contain a whimpered moan from her lips, spit dripping out and falling on Wooyoung's tip.

"Shit Noona, are you really into freaky shit?" He asked in astonishment.

"She's literally letting two younger guys fuck her tits and ass, how much more reassurance do you need?" San pointed out as he squeezed at her ass, riding her backside with more intensity.

"She's just a dirty kinky whore, allowing us to use her body this way. And then she's gonna let us cover her in our cum cause she's that slutty."

Y/N groaned at his words, her tongue poking out to lick at Wooyoung's slit each time it peeked out through the valley of her enormous tits.

"Fuck to paint Noona's tits with my cum-" Wooyoung hissed, teeth tugging at his bottom lip.

"You wanna do that for me? Cum on my big boobs baby boy?" She chuckled when she felt Wooyoung's cock twitch against her skin.

He couldn't answer her as another one of San's slaps along with his frenzied grinding thrusted her forward, making her and the boy below her exclaim in surprise.

"You're not cumming without me. You better hold it." San warned through gritted teeth, nails digging into her flesh as he violently rammed his cock between her fleshy and plump folds.

Y/N looked down at poor Wooyoung's face, looking so distraught as he fought hard not to cum right then and there. Leaning down, Y/N gave his tip a few kitten licks before resuming to squish her breasts on his length.

"It's ok Wooyoungie. San forgets his not in charge here. I am. So cum for me baby boy. Cum all over your Noona's tits." She softly said to him.

With shuddering whines and whimpers, Wooyoung threw his head back, eyebrows furrowed as thick streams of cum erupt from his tip, his orgasmic bliss so overwhelming, lasting longer due to Y/N continuing to rapidly push up and down his cock, milking him out of the last drop of cum he had left in his body.

"That's it. That's my good little boy, keep cumming just like that." She praised him, watching with excitement as his seed plastered itself on the top of her cleavage, some of it even splashing onto her cheeks and chin.

"That's so fucking hot- Oh my God-"

After watching the scene play out in front of him, San felt a familiar tightness in his balls, his tip starting to swell up. Before he could even register it, he was already pumping his own cum all over Y/N's ass and lower back, sputtering out incoherent words as he did so. He ended up collapsing on the couch, energy completed drained after all that, same as his friend who was still laying still on the other side. Meanwhile Y/N grabbed the box of tissues that was on the coffee table and pulled a few of them out so she could clean herself and the boys up. Starting with Wooyoung, she wiped in between his thighs, picking up the remainder of whatever was left of his cum before turning to San and cleaning up his body as well. Once both of the boys were cleaned up, she grabbed a couple more tissues to use on herself. She was distracted when she heard both of them start giggling out of nowhere.

"What's so funny?" She asked them, looking at San and then at Wooyoung, both of them donning a suspicious smile.

"So Noona does like younger men..."

[afriendlyblackhottie]

Alone Together

Summary: After an awful breakup you were expecting to spend Christmas alone. You and Steve end up spending it together.

Pairings: tattoo artist!Steve Rogers x Sam Wilson sister!reader. Abusive ex boyfriend!Brock Rumlow x reader

Warning: mentions of abusive relationship, smut, swearing, daddy kink, squirting, creampie, unprotected sex

Tagging: @titty-teetee @blackmissfrizzle @olyvoyl @liquorlaughslove @harrysthiccthighss @mariahthelioness29 @whiskey-cokenfanfic @olyvoyl @hqneyyincc @queenoftheworldisdead @iam-laiya @donutloverxo @slytherinandoutasgard @zaddychris @brattycherubwrites @love-more122

(A/N: yay I made it! Merry Christmas guys! Reblog always 💜 ✌🏾)

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Okay yeah so it was stupid. You should have known better when you’d done it. Well, you did you just... well you don’t really know what you were thinking.

Red flags just look like flags when you’re wearing rose colored glasses, yeah fuck off you stole that from Bojack. So when you were with your ex and doing all this dumb just you thought would make him happy it ended up being kind of awful in the end.

When they finally came off you noticed the things you dealt with. Scared to piss him off so you started treating okay times like they were really good. All the stupid things he had you do to prove yourself.

You were paying for this one right now. Right in another parlor. Covering up that mistake with something you actually liked. Not that most people could see it because it was on your underboob. Said he wanted it to be this hidden thing all for him that no one else was allowed to see.

The first time he asked you’d laughed and said no thinking it was a joke. The second time you it happened you tried to be a little more firm. Except that just meant you couldn’t prove your love for him. That you were devoted. That he’d get a tattoo for you on his arm that he never had time to get for some reason.

It was so fucking dumb you know. The cursive Brock tattooed right under your boob. You could see it every time you took your shirt off and it really bothered you. It always had, but you were trying to convince yourself that you loved him before. Now you looked at it and saw the new of a person you wished you’d never even met.

Steve was your older brother’s best friend. He ran this super popular tattoo shop. They’d met in the military and the friendship just stuck. It’s kind of why you ended up moving to New York. You were kind of the outcast of the family, but Sam never treated you any different. You were his baby sister.

So after a few weeks you asked him if he could cover it up. Except his only available day was Christmas Eve. You didn’t go home anyway and Sam was going to meet his girlfriend’s parents this year. Not that you weren’t invited, but you just wanted this thing covered up. Maybe that would make you forget.

You winced as the needle dug into your skin. Not like it wasn’t worth the pain. “Hey, relax, okay,” he said, softly rubbing your arm. He’d been so much help since the breakup. It was funny. Brock hated him. Was always ranting about what an asshole he is. You could tell he didn’t like your brother either. You really didn’t know what but you knew it was something over their friend Bucky or whatever.

Yeah it was a whole thing. Not that you really knew the details.

Normally you’d spend the holidays with his family. Though a little uncomfortable it was nice being with him. So this was your first year in three that you were alone. Hanging with Steve was nice.

“I’m fine,” you were trying to keep a brave face.

He was almost done. Just had to finish up the shading. Honestly you’d been expecting him being that close to you to feel weird, but it was actually nice. It’d just be nice if you didn’t date another tattoo artist.

Yeah Brock also tattooed. He’d met Steve because they’d worked at the same shop once. You remember how Brock was seething when he found out that Steve had opened his own.

You wish you could go back in time and tell Leila to never go into that damn shop. To never ask you to go with her because she was nervous for her first tattoo. Somehow it ended up with Brock promising you a discount if you let him tattoo you if you gave him your number. Being a cliche you got a butterfly on your shoulder.

Somehow it didn’t bother you as much. Maybe because it didn’t look like anything resembling him.

“You sure? We can take a break,” he offered.

You shook your head. “No. I’m okay.” You chuckled with a smile.

He chuckled before clicking his tongue. “Alright. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

“How’s your mom’s trip?” You asked. His mother had decided to vacation to Hawaii with his step-dad. Which is also why he was here. Not that he couldn’t have went with Nat and Bucky to his parent’s house. Except last time he’d done that, he ended up having to sleep next to Bucky’s incredibly touchy aunt. He was better off spending it alone.

“She’s great. Talked to her this morning.” He chuckled, “apparently she’s bringing me back a Hawaiian shirt.”

“You could pull it off.” You replied trying not to laugh too much.

“You think so?” He asked.

“Yeah just keep it unbuttoned and don’t wear a shirt under.”

He stopped to laugh. “What’s that supposed to mean.”

“I dunno. Just doing a service for the girls,” you said. “Don’t act like you don’t know that you’re cute.”

He licked his lips, narrowing his eyes. “Why Miss. Wilson, you’re not flirting with me are you?”

You laughed and shook your head. “No. Just... stop. You know you’re hot.”

His jaw dropped as he grin. “Now you think I’m hot?”

You sighed dramatically. “Look, Steve. I’m just joking.”

He went back to work with this kind of goofy look on his face. You couldn’t deny it. Steve is hot. Anyone with eyes could see that. Your eyes traced along his tattooed forearms. The sleeves of his flannel pushed up to elbows. Until you were distracted by his broad shoulders.

Your mind finally started to relax. Kind of enjoying the buzzing of the gun. You kind of missed that sound you loved going to the shop with a Brock while he worked.

Your only days off were weekends and since he usually had shit to do on those days, you’d be there while he worked. Sometimes even helping out when their secretary was out.

“And, done,” he said taking a deep breath and smiling down at his work before turning off the machine. “How you feelin?’” He grabbed your hand to help you to your feet.

“Well, a little sore, but good.”

You turned to look at it. Smiling at the flowers that were there now. “It’s beautiful,” you said, looking at Steve before throwing your arms around his neck. “Thank you so much.”

“Hey,” he pulled away to rub your arms, “I got you.”

He was so close, eyes trained on your lips. So you started wondering maybe this was why Brock hated Steve. Saw how magnetic he was that he could definitely pull you in.

That couldn’t have been it, though. Brock never saw you with him alone. His dislike went much deeper than you. Today had kind of added insult to injury. Not only did you cover up that thing, but he was the one to do it. It’d be a slap in the face.

Maybe that’s why you did it. Except you’d always liked Steve’s work. You’d seen so many pieces he did or sketches he made and had wanted him to work on you for the longest. Maybe next time it would be something you didn’t need to cover up.

Your phone went off and you groaned softly pulling away. “Hey, Sam,” you greeted your brother. Of course it had to be him of all people.

Looking back over at his best friend who was cleaning up the station now. It was probably a good thing because your heart had started to thump in your chest. You didn’t need that.

You raised your shirt up so you could see it finally. “Just calling to check up on you. Steve’s lazy ass taking a break? I don’t hear buzzing in the back.”

“We just finished actually.” You laughed.

“How’d it come out?”

“Good,” you answered. “Tell Maya I said hi.”

You finished talking to Sam before finally hanging up. When you finally looked at your new tattoo, a smile grew on your face. It looked so much better than before. “Like it?” Steve asked.

“I love it,” you replied. You grabbed your bag so you could pay him.

“Um, excuse me, Miss,” he said. “Your money is no good here.”

“What? I’m not going to have you do all this work and not pay you, Stevie.”

He sighed. “Think of it as a Christmas present.”

You rolled your eyes still taking your money out. “I can’t-“

“I’m not taking it,” he pressed.

“Fine at least let me give you a tip.”

“I’m not taking that either.” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes. For such a nice boy he was always so stubborn. “Fine. Then... dinner. I’ll make dinner. If we’re spending Christmas alone then it might be fun to spend it together.”

He smiled softly. “Yeah... that sounds nice.”

“Great.” You looked into his eyes again. They were like the prettiest blue ever. Especially with those little specks of green.

After a trip to the store, he escorted you back to the apartment you shared with your brother. You could have moved out, but you were kind of afraid to live alone. That’s why Sam had been a little surprised that you’d declined the invitation to go with him. It was nice to have Steve there.

You’d decorated the apartment even though you hadn’t planned to do anything. You still wanted to be a little festive. Maybe it would pull you into a better mood. It worked a little.

You quickly started on dinner. Steve helped by cutting up vegetables. He’d taken off his sweater letting his incredibly muscular tattooed arms taunt you. Okay so yeah you had a little bit of a crush on him. Like a lot of other women, you just liked to look.

“Thanks for dinner,” Steve said, taking a sip of his wine. “I don’t get home cooked meals a lot.”

“Can’t cook?” You asked with a smirk.

“Yeah I’m pretty hopeless at it.” He shrugged.

“So do you want to watch Christmas movies after this?” You asked.

He laughed. “Yeah that’d be nice.”

The night was going by kind of quick as you settled down to watch A Christmas Story. You were a little tipsy honestly, but you and Steve were sharing a fluffy blanket. Which meant he was close.

You’d carefully showered so you didn’t get your tattoo wet and changed into a sweater shirt and s pair of matching shorts. Getting all bundled up so you could curl up beside him. “You look so warm.” He chuckled as he got a little closer.

“Do you need an extra blanket?” You asked.

“No I’m okay,” he replied.

“Can I ask you something?” You asked because the thought had crossed your mind again. This time you’d finally worked up the nerve to ask.

“Why don’t you and Brock like each other?” You asked.

He sighed. “You’re not the first person I’ve had to save from him. He and Bucky used to be close and I noticed him kind of spiraling. Rumlow was pumping him full of all of these drugs and I dunno I didn’t want to lose my friend.”

Your stomach started to turn. This was the first time you’d ever heard of any of this. “Why didn’t any of you tell me?”

“I wanted to, but Sam said we needed to let you make your own mistakes. To not push you away. There were so many times that I thought about... look I just know that I’m never letting him hurt you again. Okay?”

You nodded, biting your lip. This glazed over look in your eyes. Steve noticed and pulled you closer pretty much placing you in his lap.

“Hey, it’s okay, Honey.” He rubbed your back. Trying to at least comfort you a little.

“No I’m fine,” you replied leaning into him. The soft fabric of his jeans rubbed against your bare legs. It was nice to have him comfort you like this. “You know I think the worst thing to me is that and I’m sorry if this is too much information, but he’d use Sam against me. Say that if I didn’t do what he wanted he’d tell Sam about the things we did in bed.”

Steve sighed. “You know he wouldn’t have cared.”

“I know, but it still felt embarrassing. He knew how secretive I was about it. None of my friends even know the kind of things I’m into.” You took a deep breath, trying to relax because you felt way more tense than you wanted to.

He chuckled. Trying to lighten the mood. “I get it. I used to be the same way until my last girlfriend put it all out there when we broke up.”

You laughed. “Oh yeah I remember that.”

“Yeah. She was something else.” He tossed his head back as he laughed. “One night she came to the shop, talking about how she’d let me tie her up one more time.”

“Brock used to say stuff like ‘come on, Babygirl, do what Daddy says or else I’ll tell your brother what you’re up to.’ It used to grate on my nerves.”

“God. What a fucking asshole,” he said, hoping you didn’t notice when he felt himself get suddenly hard at hearing you say that.

“Yeah, but I’m so glad this thing is covered.”

“Yeah. Glad I could help,” he said with smile. “Shit do you mind actually if I take a picture of it? For Instagram.”

You nodded. “Yeah that’s fine.”

He took his phone out of his pocket while you laid down across his lap, rolling your sweatshirt up so that it was exposed. “Perfect,” he said as he snapped the picture the flash making you close your eyes all tight, making you move your hand so you could rub your eye.

Making your entire breast become exposed. “Shit,” you said, pushing it back down as you sat back up. Your eyes connected to his again and that’s when he kissed you.

You didn’t hesitate to do it back. Your mouth moving against his ever so softly. Like the two of you were afraid to really do what you want, but also didn’t want to pull away. Until he finally started to deepen it.

You stroked his beard as he held onto you tightly. You came to straddle his lap as he cupped your ass. He started to lay you back.

Your phone interrupted you, making you jump away. You scrambled to pick it up. “Hello?”

“Hey. Just checking on you,” Sam’s voice came through.

“Oh. I’m fine, Sam.” You took looked over at Steve who closed his eyes and stood up.

“Is Steve with you?”

“Yeah he walked me home,” you said. “Actually I have to go I’m going to shower.”

“Okay. Text me before bed.”

“Okay.”

Steve was gathering up his things to leave by the time you got off your phone. You watched him move around. He shrugged his coat on. “I’m just gonna head out.”

“Yeah...” you pursed your lips.

He licked his lips. “I, um, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me... I-“

“No. It’s okay,” you replied taking a deep breath. “I’ll walk you out.”

He nodded. “Okay.”

You watched as he walked away heading towards the elevator. You still couldn’t believe that happened. Lips tingling from the way he kissed you. Apart of you was cursing Sam from ruining your moment.

Another part of you was kind of happy that he did because as much as you hated it, Brock still had this hold over you. It wasn’t that you felt guilty. It was more like you were afraid of what would happen if he found out.

God, you wish he didn’t have this hold on you. You were starting to close the door when Steve came back. This time he didn’t stop himself as he kissed you. Or picked you up, kicking the door shut behind him. Didn’t stop himself as he carried you to your room.

He laid you down on your bed, getting on top of you. You wrapped your legs around his waist. Trying to be as close to him as possible. Fuck he felt so good on top of you.

Scratching at his muscular shoulders. He pulled your top off first. Exposing your tits. His mouth went to them as he tried to avoid your tattoo. He swirled his tongue around your nipple.

You whimpered, biting your lip as you looked down at him. He’d switched to the other one to give it the same treatment. “So fucking beautiful.” He started kissing down your body so he could take off your shorts and panties. He kissed along your thighs, still looking into your eyes as he parted them.

Before he could put his mouth on your pussy, he went back up. Kissing you again. “Is this okay?” He asked resting his forehead to yours.

You nodded, reaching out so you could start undoing the buttons of his flannel. He helped you, pressing his lips to yours again. This time he put his tongue in your mouth.

Kissing him was different than Brock. Steve’s lips seemed to mold with yours better. There was this feeling in the pit of your stomach that felt like it was about to burst, but like you wanted it to. You really shouldn’t be comparing them, but Steve was making you feel so good and you were kicking yourself from having missed out on this as you wasted your time.

He pushed his shirt off his body then undid his pants. Sliding them down his legs along with his underwear. He got back on top for you, kissing your neck. Leaving little nibbles and sucking on your skin like he knew your body already. “Daddy,” you cried out, then sat up when you realized what you said opening your mouth to apologize.

“Oh yeah, Baby. You want me to be your daddy?” He asked, going back between your legs. “Want to be a dirty girl for me only?”

You nodded suddenly feeling drunk off of his words. Never did you think in a million years that Steve would be talking to you like this. He was getting you so wet just from that. He started licking your clit first.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he feasted on you. Pussy juices making a mess on his beard. “Yes,” you gasped out as he started to finger you at the same time.

That same bursting feeling in your stomach was getting intense. You cried out for him as you felt yourself reach your peek. You grabbed his hair, grinding your pussy against his face.

You took a deep breath as you tried to sit up, but he put a hand on your stomach to hold you still. “I’m not done.” He growled. “Hold still while Daddy makes you cum, Honey.”

You nodded bracing yourself as he went back to eating you out. It didn’t take long for him to bring you to another orgasm or another one after that. When he was done he kissed you, making you taste your juices on him.

As you made out again he went back to rubbing your cunt. “I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he said. “Gonna make you cum over and over again. Gonna take care of you.”

“Oh god yes,” you whimpered.

“Fuck I don’t have any condom,” he said, as he’d started to line himself up with your entrance.

“It’s okay,” you said. “I’m on birth control.”

He licked his lips. “Yeah?”

You nodded. “Yeah. I want you so bad, Daddy.”

He grinned as he kissed you softly. “I want to know your safe word first, Honey. Just in case.”

“Strawberry.”

He kissed your forehead, then your nose, and then your lips. He pushed into you as your tongues came into contact. Your tongues carassing against each other.

You stretched around him and you started to understand why he’d spent so much time eating you out. Fuck he was thick. You stretched around him looking into his eyes. “It’s okay,” he whispered into your lips. “I’ve got you.”

“It’s too much!” You cried.

“You can take it, Honey,” he kissed you again. “Be a good girl and take Daddy’s dick.”

He started fucking into you a little harder. You could feel yourself leaking around his dick. He’d really worked you up first even if he was still too damn thick for your pussy.

You scratched his back, biting his shoulder. He was thrusting so deep. You don’t think you’d ever been fucked this deep before. You’d definetly never been stretched open like this.

“Right there! Don’t stop!” You begged as he started fucking into your spot. “I’m fucking cumming!”

“That’s it, Honey. Cum for me.” He groaned because your pussy was so tight. Especially as you came. You were tightening around him and if he wasn’t so determined to give you a few more he would have let go inside of you.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy!” You cried. He didn’t let up. Fucking you through it.

“Nasty girl, squirting for me,” he said getting on his knees so he could watch you.

“Oh god!” You didn’t stop. Your pussy gushing around him. He bent your legs back with his hands on the back of your thighs. Watching his cock all slick anytime he’d pull out only to push back into you.

He chuckled as it happened again. Your eyes all clouded over as you came again just like that last time. More juices squirting out of you.

“Please,” you said, but didn’t know why.

“What do you want me to do, Baby?” He asked.

You couldn’t say anything back because you were to far gone. Thoughts had officially left your head. All you knew was him and the he was fucking you so damn good. Still pressing into your spot.

“Fuck you’re gonna make me cum,” he hissed, getting back on top of you with his bicep wrapped around your thigh so he could keep you spread open. He kissed you again this time deeper. Fucking your mouth with his tongue.

You moaned into him and thrusts became to falter as he started to pump you full of his cum. He thrusted into you deep as he gave you every bit of it. Wanting to completely fill you up with him.

He laid on top of you trying to catch his breath. You were panting underneath him. Not even wanting him to move because he was so warm. You buried your head into his neck.

It took you a minute to come down from your highs. He smiled down at you, kissing you softly. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“You okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

You shook your head, already closing your eyes because you were so comfortable like this. “I’m great.”

He chuckled. “That’s what I like to hear.”

You smiled lazily as he finally rolled off of you. He brought you close to him, kissing your nose again. “Stay with me.”

“There’s literally no other place I’d rather be,” he said.

You’d spent all night messing around. Taking little cat naps in between. Right now he had you on your stomach as he fucked you from behind. You never expected to spend your holiday with him, but now you couldn’t picture spending it with anyone else.

You hadn’t even thought about your ex and the meltdown he’d have if he knew about this. It was nice feeling so free. Especially as Steve’s tattooed arms wrapped around you from behind.

Hints of daylight had started to break through the slits of your curtain. He chuckled. “Merry Christmas,” he whispered into your ear as he didn’t even let up the way he was fucking into you.

“Merry Christmas, Daddy,” you whimpered.

He kissed the back of your shoulder. “Gonna spend Christmas letting me make you my girl?”

You nodded trying to peek up at him over your shoulder with a smile. “Your girl?”

“After this I’m not letting you go,” he said, kissing your cheek from behind. “We might need to make this a tradition.”

“I like the sound of that.”

[shadow--writer]

Ey, good to know that the headcanon requests are open! I was wondering if you could do one of the main 6 as MC's best friend? Like, what kind of stuff would they enjoy doing with them, how would that relationship feel like, stuff like that!

Bonus point if you write about how would they act towards an MC who has a crush/is on a relationship with someone else, I am mostly thinking about the other 5. I don't know if this may sound weirdly specific, I just think it's cute to imagine for example Julian giving you relationship advice for, like, Muriel or Nadia haha.

I hope this request is not too troublesome or long, but as an end note I must say that I love your work and that I am in love with the way you write. I hope you have a nice day!

Aww omg thank you for your kind words! I’m so sorry this took forever to get out haha. I burnt myself out with writing but I’m falling back in love with it. 

I really hope I did this justice, this was a ton of fun! Platonic headcanons are so much fun to write 10/10. I hope you’re having a good day/night anon, and I hope you enjoy! 

Main six (not really x MC but hush) x MC best friends helping with crushes

~~~~ Julian

You two are such besties it’s not even funny

He loves you so so much and loves helping you out (even if his love life is a disaster most of the time as well)

The two of you have sleepovers all the time do not @ me

Gossip, painting nails, going to bed at such awful times, the whole ta do. Since you were specific with relationships with him we’ll do Nadia

So this is not main story so let’s say he has his memories 

LOVES the fact that you like Nadia, totally had a crush on her as well, I mean who wouldn’t?

Knows what she likes and would help you plan out dates and how you would ask her out. Wants to know all that happened. Give him the deets!

He’s protective, but supportive and sweet making him a wonderful friend. Terrible with secrets though. Terrible.

Asra

Y’all are already besties but you get even closer 

Asra has THE BEST sleepovers. Even when you two live with one another you can tell when it’s sleepover time

Makes AMAZING snacks and tea, you two make a pillow fort and stay up super late talking. Faust loves burrowing through the fort

Oooh boy we’ll say he gives advice about Muriel. Since they are also best friends and ugh this was one of my fav parts of Muriel’s route (when it was flushed out well)

Um, you liking Muriel?! He would die. Tell him EVERYTHING! Did you kiss yet? A date? Does he like you?

100% would help you plan dates and gifts. Wears the worst disguises to follow behind at restaurants for the story and to make sure his two best friends are doing okay

One of the best advice givers. One of the worst advice followers. Keeps a secret like he’s a safe. Always says he loves you, draws out the words but he means it because he does love you

Nadia

Nadia is the best one out of the main six for friendship. The BEST

You two go on shopping sprees, hang around the palace, she loves going out with you as friends and just talking 

All of the main six have sleepovers with their friends. Do not come for me, I will die on this hill. Nadia’s sleepovers rival Asra’s. 

Pillow fights, long baths, long talks, a ton of gossip and just talking. She loves talking with you, about anything and everything. Adores hearing about your love life

When she hears how you like Portia sleepover is canceled and it’s operation get the MC and Portia together 

She gives the best advice (and follows advice) and has the best ideas for gifts. And you better tell her what happened on your date with Portia. 

Nadia is a very loving and warm friend. She (and Portia) give the best hugs as well.

Muriel

Awww so Muriel would take a little bit to warm up to you with friendship 

Once he does it’s soft friendship hours. Sleepovers don’t happen super often unless you two were doing something and it got late

The chickens love you :]

Very soft friend. Stiff hugs. Takes him a little while to warm up to hugging but once he does you’re being lifted off the ground in a breathtaking bear hug

Quiet listener. Doesn’t really do advice but will listen to you talk. Figuring out you like Asra was no trouble 

He’s protective of you and Asra so he’d give Asra the same “hurt them if you dare” talk he gives you. But after…

Advice advice ADVICE! He knows what Asra likes and would have fun planning little dates and gifts with you. Loves seeing his friend’s in love. Would tease Asra a little as well.

He is like a SAFE. Better than a safe even! Best secret keeper. The BEST. He’s a quiet friend, but a warm one as well. 

Portia

Portia and Nadia are some of the best friends you could ever ask for. Portia gives you food she’s made at random times

Sleepovers every week when you two aren’t exhausted. Pepi loves playing with you when you come over 

She’s not the best advice giver but boy is she loving and protective. If someone hurts you you’d better hide the shovel otherwise Portia will be digging a grave

Her hugs are the best. The actual best. If you’re taller she pulls you down to bury your face in her shoulder. World cold. Portia titty soft and warm kind of thing. Pats your head at random times. Boops your nose. All the platonic touches

Loves love life talk. Loves crush talk. She’s like the main character’s friend in a teen romcom, all the gossip about her friend’s crush. So it turns out yours is Lucio. 

It’s uhh...a shock to her. You like...Lucio?

The most chill out of the main six with crushes. Squeals, but let’s you do your own thing for a majority of it. She helps when you struggle or ask. Teaches you to make cookies to give to Lucio

She gives you so many baking lessons. Most of which ending up with the two of you passing out in the pillow pile due to the amount of sugar you take in.

Also a safe. Way better than her brother. Locks her lips and throws away the key. 

Lucio

The type of friend to burst into your house like: “wake up bitch you will NEVER guess what just happened”

Not the best listener. Sorry, he really likes to talk. You’d have to shut him up. He loves listening to your problems (laying on his stomach with his legs up lol) but he just runs his mouth

Also one of the worst secret keepers.  He seems fine at first but then he lets things spill at the WORST TIMES

Talking about crushes really brings out his whole romantic side

Finds out you like Julian and he will bitch, moan, and laugh

He’s so meannnnnnn. But in the friend way that makes you smash his face with a pillow. 

Yes he would help you with dates. He would want to dress you. And help you pay for gifts. Knows Julian pretty well but rocky relationship so he does his best to let you do your own thing

You two wreak havoc upon the palace at night

Sliding around the floors in your socks with Mercedes and Melchior charging at your heels

He never fails to make you laugh when you feel down though. He’s amazing emotional support.

[yeojaa]

HI IM IN LOVE WITH DEVIL IN A NEW SUIT!!!!! do u think u would add another part or drabbles?? like maybe jk’s ex crawling back back to him and asking for forgiveness or like just another drabble abojt them??? u don’t have to i just wanted to know because i’m OBSESSED W THEM!!!!!

[ read devil in a new suit ]

pairing.  jjk x f!reader.  rating.  explicit.  tags.  malibu barbie returns, kook is still too nice, reader gets pissed off, and smut in the forms of:  light bondage, titty sucking, use of a vibrator, heartfelt declarations of love without the L word.  wc.  1.3k.  author note.  ask and you shall receive, nonnie...  also tysm for the kind words!!!  i’m so glad you liked it!!

She shows up randomly, weeks later, sitting in the lobby of the apartment building like she belongs there.  (She doesn’t.)  You wonder, with a sour expression, what Jungkook pays his exorbitant condo fees for - how she’s managed to sneak in when there’s a dedicated concierge meant to keep the riff-raff out.

“Baby!”  The blonde is surging to her feet, smoothing down the hem of her dress.  It’s an objectively pretty thing, this reflective material that throws her curves into stark relief and looks like it was made for her.  Which it probably was, given her spending habits.  

She advances quickly - all but throws herself against your partner - and curls her French manicured nails into his fluffy hair.  He doesn’t immediately push her away.

What the—

The greeting comes before you can voice your displeasure, far too kind and familiar for your liking.  “Hi, Keek.”  Luckily - for him, for your twitching palm - he doesn’t return the hug.  Simply extracts himself from her arms and throws her that stupid cute smile of his.  

You’re five seconds from a nuclear explosion, something straight out of a Hollywood action film.

“It’s been so long,”  Malibu Barbie purrs, pouts as if the inventor of puppy dog eyes isn’t standing right before her.  “I’ve missed you.”

You’re not sure what’s going to come out of Jungkook’s mouth next.  You don’t want to hear it - already livid over the exchange that’s happened thus far.  “Sorry—”  You’re not - lying through your neat white teeth as you shoot an arm out between your wide-eyed boyfriend and his idiot ex.  “Can I help you?”   

The girl - Kiko, was it? - stares at you for the longest moment, as if she’s trying to figure out where she recognises you from.  You can practically hear the Windows shutting down noise as the seconds stretch on.

Then, without another word, she’s got her focus back on Jungkook.  Sweet darling Jungkook who simply remains silent, bottom lip caught and worried between enamel.  

“Who is that, Kookie?”

God, you want to throw up.  Fight her, maybe too.  

“This is—”  You’re glaring daggers at him, daring him to give the wrong answer.  “This is my girlfriend.”

“Your girlfriend?”  She laughs as if it’s a joke, flutters her obnoxiously long eyelashes. 

You’ve had enough, seizing Jungkook’s much larger hand in your own, practically yanking his arm from its socket as you stalk toward the elevator.  Irritation skips up your spine, settles like a weighted chain necklace around your throat.  You mash your knuckle against the call button.  (If you’d used your nail, you’d have surely snapped it.)

You don’t miss the expression in the mirrored wall, Barbie still standing where you’d left her.  Your smile is simpering, wholly artificial.  And then she’s gone from view and it fades, slips into something even worse.

“What was that?”  It comes in a whisper, gritted past your teeth that turn to ash.

“What was what?”  Your boyfriend has the audacity to look surprised, peering down at you as if you’ve just asked the weather or the time.  There’s not even an ounce of guilt - nothing to be found in those big round eyes of his.

It’s times like these that you resent the person Jungkook is, too soft and kind to tell people to fuck off.  

You can’t blame him, though.  This is how he’s always been, even if it’s gotten better over the months.  At his core, he’s just marshmallows and Lucky Charms, milk and cookies on Christmas morning.  (You love these things about him, even when they drive you absolutely insane.)

“Are you mad?”  He asks when you barrel out of the lift, push into his apartment with the key that sits alongside your own.  You don’t answer - know you’ll say something (deservedly) petty - and instead focus on hanging your coat, setting your stilettos into your side of his hallway closet.  “Baby?”

You make it halfway down the hall before he’s scampering after you, threading his arms around your waist and burying his face into your hair.  It’s such a sweet gesture that you almost soften, almost let him get away with murder.  

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”  The idiot - your beloved idiot - seems terribly proud of this fact, smile pressed against your neck.  

“I’m not,”  you seeth, shoving his hand off you. 

He knows you’re lying.

“Tell me, baby,”  he purrs, eyes so wide and innocent you curse him internally.  

Would do so verbally, if there weren’t a gag blocking the way, rubber slick with saliva and tears that’ve mingled into an absolute mess.  It’s snug around your head, buckled into place and kept from hurting by the goose down pillow keeping you semi-upright. 

(Even when he punishes you, takes you over his knee or cuffs you to the bed, he’s considerate.  Thoughtful beyond all comprehension.)

Jungkook rocks back on his heels, half-seated on the bed between your spread knees.  He’s picturesque, beaming brightly, devastatingly handsome in his comfy pants (a material that feels like heaven any time it brushes your heated skin).  His chest is delightfully bare, the only blemish across the supple expanse being the glint of his silver chain, hanging over you and tickling your sternum when he graces you with the occasional chaste peck.

The hand holding the unassuming black and gold device between your legs shifts, presses it just that much deeper within your walls, and he grins.  “You were jealous, weren’t you?”

It’s shameful, how wet you are, how slick pools down the crack of your ass, how your entire body trembles, heart rattling around in your ribcage.  It’s unbelievable how weak you are for him, completely at his mercy as he rains pleasure upon you.

You nod, grimacing when the bob of your head has spit transferring from your chin to the valley between your breasts.  

A hand tracks through the drool and lube (chocolate delight, because Jungkook has a sweet tooth), rubbing the mixture lewdly over your aching nipple.  It strains beneath his touch, perks and pebbles with each pass of his tattooed fingers.  

When he tweaks it - yanks so hard your back arches off the bed - he soothes the other, laving over the peak with the flat of his tongue.  Between your legs, the vibrator goes and goes, pressed lightly against your most sensitive spots.  Stimulated inside and out, it feels like every nerve ending is shot, burnt to hell by the match he strikes and pours gasoline over. 

Fireworks spark before your eyes with each passing moment, growing in intensity the longer the device runs, the more time he spends sucking your tits into his mouth. 

It’s too much - feels like heaven and hell all at once.  

But it’s not what sends you over the edge - isn’t what has you coming apart all over his hand, soaking through the delicate material of his pants.  It’s his voice, crystal clear past the haze of lust, whispering sweet nothings.

It’s your unbelievable, incredible boy telling you all the things you ache to hear. 

“Nothing to be jealous about, ____.  You’re the only one for me.”  He offers his heart just as readily as he does bliss, granting you an earth-shattering orgasm that starts at the base of your spine and threads heat to every limb.  He sucks his affection into the swell of your breasts,  fucks the silicon toy into your dripping heat, makes you come apart even as he holds you together. 

It’s nirvana with him, a place you only find in his arms, his bed, wrapped up in his warmth.  

You sink into it, sob his name as he repeats yours back to you - makes it the only sound you ever want to hear.  Finishes with a kiss to your trembling body, planted right beneath your belly button.  “All mine.” 

[imagine-a-life-like-this]

Roommates (K.NJ)

Warnings : mentions of drinking, partying, swearing, mentions of sex

Synopsis : unable to afford rent alone, she looks for a roommate. he’s perfect on paper, but seems to avoid her in person. after their friend groups mix for a night out, she finds out he finds her beautiful. she never expected to befriend him, nor did she expect to fall for her handsome roommate.

Word Count : 3281

After graduating university, I moved into a 3-bedroom duplex, sure with my new job I could afford it by myself. But after a few months, I found myself struggling to keep up with bills and rent and soon put out an ad for a roommate. I’d prefer to live with another girl, but after meeting all the girls that applied, I decided to expand my search to include guys as well.

           Kim Namjoon seemed like the perfect applicant on paper and seemed fairly decent when he came to check out the place. He didn’t ask any questions, calmed all the concerns I had about living with a stranger, and met all my expectations for a roommate. He seemed to be the obvious choice, so he moved in a couple days later.

           I didn’t expect to become friends with the guy as the two of us were quite different, but I didn’t expect him to completely avoid me either. He kept to himself, either leaving the place for days at a time, or staying in his room, only leaving to get food and use the washroom. At first it was nice; I was worried about him making any unwanted advances and it really calmed all my anxieties. But after a while, it seemed like he was avoiding me like the plague. I tried to talk to him a few times, but he would shrug it off and ignore my existence.

           “How’s living with a stranger?” My best friend, Jimin, asked when he came for a visit a couple months after Namjoon moved in. “Have you guys hooked up yet?” I choked on my drink, completely taken back by his question.

           “God no! I’ve tried being friendly, but the man avoids me like I don’t even exist!” I said after I caught my breath from my coughing fit. “I guess I don’t mind it though. It’s almost like I still live alone, just with extra money.” The front door slammed open soon after I said that and Namjoon came stomping in with the angriest look on his face. He paused when he entered the living room and saw Jimin sitting beside me on the couch.

           “If you two are going to fuck later, keep it down. I’m going to bed.” Before either of us could say anything, Namjoon stormed up the stairs and slammed his bedroom door.

           “Who pissed in his cornflakes?” Jimin asked, his eyes wide as he looked in the direction of the stairs Namjoon just stormed up.

           “Who goes to bed at 3 in the afternoon?” I stared at the time on my phone with my brows furrowed together, wondering if something happened while he was gone.

           “You’re sure he isn’t some criminal?” Jimin jokingly asked and I playfully slapped his arm and giggled. But I really didn’t know what he did for a living. He pays rent on time and helps with the bills, so I never really questioned anything. “Jin is wondering if you’re coming out with us tonight.” Jimin was typing away at his phone, most likely texting Jin, asking what the plan was.

           “Yeah, I have tomorrow off so why not.” Jimin nodded and continued to text Jin. “Who’s all going?”

           “All I know for sure is me, you, Jin and Taehyung. Jin said he invited someone from his work who might come and bring his friends too, so I’m not too sure.” I nodded.

           “I hope the guy he invited from work is Hoseok. I met him a couple times and he’s super fun! And really hot.” Jimin laughed and shook his head at me. “What? I can appreciate his beauty!”

           “I never said you couldn’t. You just haven’t shown interest in anyone since Jackson.” I rolled my eyes.

           “First, we promised never to bring him up. Second, I’m not interested in Hoseok, I just think he’s attractive.” Jimin held his hands up in surrender before getting up to leave.

           “I’m going to go meet up with Jin for a while. I’ll see you tonight.”

           After Jimin left, I decided to get ready so whenever they decided to show up, I wouldn’t be holding us back from our night out. Jin always complained about how long it took me to get ready, as if he didn’t also take forever.

           After showering and doing my hair and makeup, I was left with deciding what to wear. I had a couple outfit choices laid out on my bed. I kept picking them up and holding them up to myself while looking in the mirror, but I just couldn’t decide. I was just about to call Jimin when I heard a knock at my bedroom door. I threw the two dresses I had in my hands onto my bed and went to open my door, expecting either Jimin or Taehyung to be on the other side, but was surprised to see Namjoon standing there, holding two coffees.

           “I wanted to apologize for earlier. I had a bad day and took it out on you and your boyfriend.” He handed one of the coffees to me. I looked down at the drink and then up at him. “Oh uh, they messed up my drink and gave me one for free. Figured you’d like it.” He quickly said, and I didn’t let it slip that the two coffees were obviously very different. The one in his hand was hot, whereas the one he handed me was iced. I just smiled and thanked him. “The long-sleeved black dress would look good on you. Go with that one.” He said before I could shut my door and then quickly walked away before I could ask what he meant. I looked at the different dresses on my bed and smiled to myself when it put it together. And he wasn’t wrong.

           “Hey, you sexy motherfucker, worldwide handsome has arrived!” I heard from downstairs as I was putting the final touches on my outfit. I rolled my eyes at the dumb nickname Jin gave himself and quickly opened my bedroom door to head out. Namjoon was heading back to his room from the bathroom, and I asked if he wanted to come with.

           “My friends and I already have plans.” I nodded and told him to have a good night and rushed down the stairs.

           “Damn girl, where have you been hiding this!” Jin gushed when he saw me. I playfully slapped him as I slid on a pair of strappy black heels to go with my dress. It was really a thin strapped crop top and a skirt, with a long-sleeved sparkly mesh dress on top that really showed off all my curves, and my legs. Just as we were about to leave and get in the car, Hoseok came barging in.

           “I thought we were meeting you there?” Jin asked. Hoseok looked between the two of us, confusion written on his face.

           “Does Namjoon live here?” He asked after a minute of silence. I smiled to myself at how small a world we live in and nodded. “Namjoon, let’s go!” Hoseok yelled, and I took that moment to check him out without him noticing. Jin elbowed me in the side and told me we should get going before Taehyung thinks we’re hooking up.

           “He really won’t ever let us live that down, hey.” Jin and I shared a laugh as we told Hoseok we’d meet them at the club. “Hey thots, we ready to get lit?!” I exclaimed as I got into the car. Taehyung rolled his eyes at me, but I could see the smile he was trying to hide.

           “That was fast for the two of you. Just a quicky this time?” I rolled my eyes and leaned forward to playfully slap him as he was driving.

           “It was one time! And it was years ago.”

           “Still weird.” I shook my head and leaned back in my seat.

           We got a booth before Hoseok and his friends arrived and joined us. Namjoon’s eyes widened when he saw me, and Jimin glared at him, obviously still upset about what happened earlier. “Hey, I uh, already apologized to Y/N, but I guess I should apologize to you too. I shouldn’t have snapped like that.” Hoseok’s two other friends looked between Jimin and Namjoon, wondering what happened. “It was Y/N’s place first, and you two are dating so I should be nicer.” I was so caught up in him giving me a coffee that I completely forgot to correct him on that fact, but it still made me laugh. Jin and Taehyung burst out laughing while Jimin just sat there with a dumbfounded look on his face.

           “Oh my god, Y/N and Jimin dating.” Jin laughed.

           “That’s the best joke I’ve ever heard!” Taehyung added, bent at the waist as tears streamed down his face from how hard he was laughing. I felt bad for Namjoon as he stood there, confused as to what was so funny. His friends eventually put two and two together and shook their heads.

           “Y/N and I aren’t dating.” Jimin finally said. Namjoon went completely red in the face and I found myself smiling at how cute it was. For the first time since he moved in, I actually got a good look at him and honestly I couldn’t stop myself from staring. I’m not sure if it was the dim lighting, or the way he was dressed, but he was really handsome.

           “Oh, sorry.” He quickly said. “I’m going to go get a drink.” I quickly stood from the booth and followed him as Hoseok introduced his two friends to the rest of the group.

           “Hey!” I said when I caught up to him. “Sorry about my friends. Also sorry I didn’t correct you earlier, it slipped my mind.” He shrugged his shoulders, saying it wasn’t a big deal. “Jimin has been my best friend since diapers, basically my brother. That’s why Jin and Taehyung found it so funny.” Namjoon nodded.

           “I don’t need your life story.” My heart sank when he said that. I thought we were finally getting somewhere with our relationship, but I guess he was just the kind of guy who couldn’t not right a wrong.

           “Noted.” I ordered mine and my friend’s drinks, as well as shots for the table, told the bartender which table, and turned to walk away before Namjoon made his order. I plopped down beside Jin who immediately wrapped his arm around me. “Sorry, I ran off before I could get your names.” I smiled at the two strangers sitting across from me.

           “I’m Jungkook, and mister grumpy pants there is Yoongi.”

           “Well I hope no one minds, but I ordered shots for the table.” Just as I said that Namjoon came back with the bartender and the two handed out the drinks and shots that had been ordered. I held up my shot glass and everyone else followed suit. “Let’s get litty titty!”

           “You’re not allowed to make the toast ever again.” Jin said as we all downed our first round of shots. Namjoon was sat directly across from me, staring at me as if I kicked his dog. Conversations started around the table, but Namjoon just sat there, staring at me. I downed my drink in record time while making eye contact with him. I leaned across the table and motioned for Namjoon to do the same.

           “You keep staring at me like that, I’ll think you’re secretly in love with me.” I said just loud enough for him to hear and sat back. “Jin, come get another drink with me!” I slid my hand into his and he happily obliged, asking around the table if anyone else wanted something.

           At some point during the night, I convinced some of the guys to hit the dance floor with me. Namjoon obviously stayed behind, rolling his eyes at my invitation. “Don’t take it to heart.” Hoseok told me as a group of us made our way to the dance floor. “He doesn’t know how to act around girls he thinks are pretty.” I smiled at the insinuation that Namjoon thought I was pretty.

           Jin took my hand as soon as we hit the dance floor and the two of us began dancing together. I could feel the alcohol starting to hit me and began to let loose. “Your friends are betting on whether or not you and Jin are going to hookup tonight.” Hoseok told me as we made our way to the bar to get more drinks before heading back to the table for a rest.

           “They do that every time.” His eyes widened. “Jin and I hooked up once a couple years ago and now the two of them, Taehyung especially, won’t let us live it down.” He nodded in understanding.

            I sat beside Namjoon, considerably more drunk than when I left the table. He looked at me with the same annoyed look he’s been giving me all night, but I didn’t let it bother me this time. “A little birdy told me you think I’m pretty.” I slurred out and laughed as his eyes widened and he suddenly got nervous.

           “I don’t know who told you that, but they’re lying.” His words hurt more than I’d like to admit. I don’t know why I want him to think I’m pretty, but I do. I stood up to move to the other side of the booth and sit beside Taehyung, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down beside him. “I-I think you’re beautiful.” He stuttered out, obviously not nearly as drunk as me. With my elbows on the table, I put my head in my hands and turned my body to look up at him.

           “You look really handsome tonight, Namjoon.” I could see a bit of pink dust his cheeks as he smiled. “Oh! You have a dimple.” I said as I poked it and brought my face closer to his to get a better look. He swatted my hand away and looked away from me. “You’re so mean to me.” I pouted. I reached out and placed my hands on his cheeks and made him look at me. His eyes were wide as I studied his face with a pout on my face.

           “What are you doing?” He asked, reaching up and taking my hands in his, removing them from his face.

           “Memorizing your handsome face, since you always hide from me.”

           “Sorry.” I smiled at him.

           “Come dance with me!” I stood up again and held my hand out to him, catching the attention of the other two sitting at the table, specifically Yoongi. Namjoon lowered my arm, denying my request. “Please! Just one song.” Yoongi smirked at Namjoon who seemed embarrassed.

           “I’m not much of a dancer.”

           “I’m not either!” I exclaimed and grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the booth. He didn’t resist much as I pulled him to the dance floor, earning a surprised look from Hoseok who was having a mini dance battle with Jimin. “Don’t be weird about it.” I laughed as I started dancing. Namjoon was very stiff and awkwardly smiled at me. “Let loose.” I grabbed his hands and started dancing with him, trying to get him to enjoy himself. I got lost in the song and Namjoon eventually let go of my hands and just watched me.

           “I’m going to get a drink; do you want anything.” Namjoon whispered in my ear after a couple songs passed.

           “Surprise me.” I continued to dance while I watched him walk away. I didn’t expect him to actually get me a drink, but he returned a few minutes later and handed me the same drink I’d been drinking all night.

           After a few more songs and a couple more drinks, I had definitely surpassed my limit, and Namjoon could tell. I was slumped over on the table, barely able to keep my head up. “Let’s head home.” He said softly, bending down in front of me, telling me to hop on his back. I loosely wrapped my arms around his neck, and he stood, reaching back to support my legs. Jin, Jimin, Jungkook and Hoseok were heading back to the table as we were leaving. “I’m going to take her home. The uber is outside.” He explained to the group before leaving for the door.

           “Please don’t hate me.” I whispered as he walked outside and towards the waiting car.

           “I couldn’t ever.” He replied, setting me in the backseat, and ran to the other side. For some reason, his words caused my heart to flutter. I didn’t expect to start crushing on my quiet roommate, but somehow it happened.

           The next morning I woke up with one of the worst headaches I’ve ever experienced. As I sat up in my bed, I saw some Advil and a glass of water on my side table and smiled. What happened last night wasn’t a dream.

           “I’m making breakfast, if you want.” Namjoon said as I descended down the stairs. I smiled to myself as I looked at him standing in the kitchen with an apron on. I made my way over to the barstools that sat beside the island and took a seat, just watching him. “Uh, what are you doing?” He asked, a blush rising to his cheeks like many times last night.

           “I don’t know how long you’re going to be nice to me like this, so I’m going to bask in it.” I giggled and he just rolled his eyes at me, feigning annoyance.

           “You’re annoying.” He scoffed, turning back to whatever he was cooking.

           “Yeah, but you still think I’m pretty.” I teased. He didn’t even bother turning around when he said his next words.

           “I already told you that was a lie.” I stood up from the barstool and walked behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso, taking in his scent and feeling the butterflies in my stomach take flight yet again. I could feel him tense under my touch, but as quickly as he tensed, he relaxed into my embrace. “I think you’re beautiful.” He repeated his statement from last night, and I wouldn’t believe him if he said he couldn’t hear how hard my heart was pounding.

           “Go on a date with me today.” I said as I let go of him, looking up to see his reaction. He was pretending it didn’t affect him as he continued cooking, but I could see the blush on his cheeks and I smiled, knowing I made him just as nervous as he made me.

           “A date?” He questioned, not even bothering to look at me.

           “Yes. A date. With me. Like bowling or something. Something fun though!” He took the pan off the stove and started plating the food, still not giving me an answer, which caused my nerves to start to get the best of me. Still, I refused to take it back. I wanted to go on a date with him and I wasn’t one to sit around and wait. Still silent, he walked to the dining table, placing both plates on it and finally taking time to look at me.

           “You couldn’t have waited for me to ask you?” He chuckled, causing all my worries to subside as I walked to the dining table and taking a seat.

           “I go after what I want.” I shrugged. “And I want you.”

           “Well, at least let me plan it.” I agreed to his condition and the two of us ate in silence, glancing up at each other every once in a while with shy smiles.

[stripper-patrick]

Poetic justice🐥 Fezco

Warnings: filthy smut in its purest form, language, angst, car sex

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou

Relationship: Fezco x black plus sized reader

I finished tying up my braids into a cute top bun when I get a text from my best friend Alexandria that they’re outside. Now she didn’t tell who they were but were all going to Virginia Beach for the next 4 days as a mini vacation.

I make sure my bobs are tucked away in my bikini top cause I was told after the 3 and a half hour drive we’d be going to the beach. I Get one last look in the mirror and short shorts flip flops and a flannel over top of my bikini top. I grab my suitcase and stuff my phone in my back pocket before going outside and downstairs of the apartment complex. I open the door and see a huge Cadillac Escalade with Alex standing outside “hey bitch”

“Hi” I say confused rolling my suitcase to the open trunk. I place it on top of her and close the trunk and look at her “who’s in here”

“Well don’t be mad” I’m bout to be pissed “but it’s Fez and Chino” my eyes go wide. I have a serious vendetta against Fez after he completely dropped me after getting with that dog ass bitch who cheated on him and dumped him in less than a month.

“Are you fucking kidding me” I ask

“I’m sorry” I roll my eyes pulling on my round sunglasses. I’m about to get in the back when she stops me “go shotgun” I open the passenger door and see Fez driving. I glare at her climbing in the car as she does the same. I shut the door and stay quiet.

“Hey Y/N you ok” Chino asks

“I’m fine” I say

“Hey Miss Lady” Fez speaks. I keep my head straightforward muttering out a groan in response. This will be a long car ride.

....

I open my eyes to feel someone touching me. I look over and it’s Fez with his hand on my thigh “don’t lean on the car door”

“And why is that” I sit up looking at him up and down. My sunglasses fallen in my lap so I put them in my purse.

“Cause if someone wild out and hit the passenger side or if the door swings open your ass is grass” I roll my eyes “just lay on the middle console”

I sigh going on my phone on Instagram “yo me what the hell is your issue. We might as well hash it out now rather than ruin the trip for all of us”

“Fez you’re know my issue” I don’t even bother to look up at him

“I don’t”

“Then leave me alone how about that” I look at him

“You still got that attitude” he chuckles “the one I used to fuck out of you” he whispers the last part and I glare at him

“Used to. That shit is dead”

“Y’all will not annoy me this whole trip” Chino groans

“Shut the hell up chino” i say rolling my eyes. I lean on the console closing my eyes drifting back to sleep.

....

I feel another tap on my shoulder and I jolt up trying to catch my breath “easy it’s just me” this time it’s Alex. “Come on lets go in the store Fez is getting gas” I nod and unbuckle my seatbelt. I get out the car finally being able to stretch my legs comfortably and I walk in the store with Alex. “What’s going on between you and him”

“Alex why would you invite him if you knew what had happened between us and how it left is now what sense does that make”

“I’m sorry Y/N I should’ve thought about it but he’s here now so can you at least try to play nice with him” I grab a bag of honey bbq Fritos and a water “we have 10 minutes until we get to the resort” I nod getting a text

??- can you get me a water kidd

It’s fez he’s the only one that calls me that. Or used to at least

Me- yea

I grab another water bottle and pay for the stuff at the counter. The guy hands me the bag not even looking at my face he’s too busy staring at my chest. “Eyes up” I grab my bag and leave the store with Alex by my side. She gets in the back seat. I get to the car and the man yells “you got some big ol titties girl how much you charge to fuck” my jaw drops and Fez is back in the car with his nose flared.

“Yo what the fuck did he just say?” He gets out the car but I manage to stop him

“Don’t even lets just go” I say

“Nah”

“Fezco” I yell “in the car” he looks at me with a glare and rolls his eyes going back in the car.

I get in and he pulls off. I can see Fez is fuming so I place my hand on his arm trying to calm him down.

“Soon as we get these bags in here we’re going to the beach” he says

“Yay”

....

We’ve just finished getting all of our luggage in our room which is a 2 bed 1 bath. Chino and Alex in one bed me and Fez in the other. This is gonna be weird.

“Y’all ready” Chino asks. We nod and I grab my beach bag. We leave the resort and start the short walk to the beach.

We finally get there seeing everyone tanning and kids playing in the water or with their pets just having a great time. We set up our spot on the beach and I pull off my flannel and shorts feeling eyes staring up at me. I look over seeing Fez watching me intently. I roll my eyes and get in the water finally feeling the cool liquid on my toes on this hot day.

I hear footsteps and turn around seeing Fez who’s already down to his trunks. “Yea” I ask

“What’s up with us”

“There ain’t been no ‘us’ for a long time”

“Did I do something?”

“Fez I don’t wanna talk about it”

“Well we talkin about it ma”

“Go back to Gabby” I roll my eyes

“Me you’re seriously mad about a girl I used to date?”

“Fez you completely dropped me for that girl just for her to do your dirty so I’m sorry if I hold a vendetta against you” I roll my eyes

“I’m sorry I know that was fucked up. And I didn’t mean to ghost on you”

“But you did”

“What’s the real reason you’re mad about me and her” he presses

“Because my stupid ass fell the fuck in love with you and you made me look stupid” I walk away from him going back to the sand.

“Girl you ok?” I storm past her going to the car.

I get in and sigh leaning my head back. I’m hot and bothered by how he good looked out there but I’m also pissed off. The car door swings open and I see Fez. Before I could even yell at him more his lips are on mine. He pushes me back shutting the door behind him and hovering over top of me. His gold chain dangling in my face. “You still love me?” He asks

If I were to lie he’d see right through me and what’s the point in doing that. I exhale shakily nodding “lets take a trip down memory lane” I shimmy off my bikini bottoms and tug on the string of his shorts.

I lift my leg on his shoulders as Fez guides his dick inside of me. I caress his cheeks with my hands as he stretches my walls closing his eyes.

“You’re mine” he whispers kissing my lips

“I’m yours Fez I’m all yours” I moan. He kisses me moving down to my neck digging deeper in my pussy.

“F-Fezco” I moan wrapping my arms around his neck. Our sticking sweaty foreheads touch and he smirks moaning.

“You feel a whole lot better than Gabby baby girl”

“Shut the fuck up” I moan louder as his strokes get faster and harder slamming into me. Fez kisses me again but this particular one had more passion and love to it.

His hips swivel into me. My mouth forms into an ‘o’ shape as he whispers into my ear “I want you to cum on me like you’ve never before. You look so pretty babygirl. You’re mine don’t forget that”

“Fez I’m-“ before i can even finish my sentence I’m shaking. Tears spill from my eyes making me sniffle. He leans up kissing me growling in my mouth as he cums inside of me.

“You look so pretty cumming on my dick baby” he wipes my tears still thrusting just as hard working himself to his climax. Fez closes his eyes biting his lip breathing by heavier. Thick beads of his cum coat my walls and I kiss him making him moan in my mouth. His breathing gets ragged as he keeps thrusting into me. He pulls through slowing down his thrusts and it just turns into a heated make out session between us.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you” he says pressing his forehead against mine.

“I know” I say

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

I’ve actually been meaning to ask this for a long ass time- temperature shit. Would these fuckers be into temperature play? Because I definitely think Sooga could use some ice cubes on ‘im.

I've NEVER done temp play before? Always been curious about it though? I feel like I'd be into the ice cube things-anyhow lets go!

The Gerudo desert was a hot place. Shocker. But because it was so scalding, it meant the yiga had to adapt to it. The suits alone sometimes didn't do enough, so they had to resort to other measures. Ice cream, chilly elixirs, and of course, ice cubes. The yiga stole a FUCK ton of ice blocks from the gerudo ice house, and the whole clan was reaping the benefits. Including Sooga. Sooga didn't show it, but he didn’t handle the heat so well- he tended to sweat like a whore in church. Kohga personally liked the scalding heat, but that didn't matter.

"Hey idiot. Here."

Sooga looked up from his spot on the floor (he was trying to meditate to forget how shitty he was feeling), suddenly getting smacked in the face with a cold, wet towel. Sooga chuckled, moving it from his face, and around his neck. He immediately looked less miserable.

"Thank you, Master Kohga. Truly."

"Yeah yeah, I know you hate the heat. You always try to fucking hide it, it's stupid."

Kohga sat right next to him on the floor, setting a tray down between them. A bucket of ice cubes, and two banana pops. Sooga took one of the banana pops, gratefully putting it in his mouth.

"Surprised you’re sharing these with me. Usually you hide them."

"You look like you're gonna keel over, so I'll make an exception this once. Enjoy it."

Kohga watched as Sooga helped himself. Maybe it was Kohga being a pervert, but damn did this man look pretty with something in his mouth. He watched as the ice cream dripped right down in between is tits. Sooga swore under his breath, looking around for a rag.

"Apologies, I wasn't paying attention. Do you uhm, have-"

"Eh I got it."

Kohga cupped his chest, before leaning down, and licking it off his chest. He didn't savor it like he'd prefer, but he could tell Sooga just wanted the possible stain off. He nodded in a 'your welcome' gesture, before continuing with his own treat. Sooga sat there, stiff as stone, totally and utterly confused. Kohga motioned towards him.

"Speak."

"I...I liked that. Why did I like that?"

That IS weird. They tried the same thing with whipped cream once, and as delicious as it was, Sooga didn't care for it. So, what made ice cream so different? Kohga thought on it for a second, before an idea came to mind.

"I think...I think I have an idea. If you're not too hot to play."

"Never."

Sooga could be in the middle of fending off loads of monsters, and STILL want to make love to him. He tossed his head back, took the popsicle whole, before peeling the stick away (god DAMN this man made it look effortless). Kohga leaned him against the bed, hand on his chest.

"Tell me how this feels."

Kohga exposed his titties (he COULD do this with his clothes on, but why wouldn't he get a proper view of these puppies??), cupping them in his hands, before latching his lips onto one of his nipples. He squeezed them in his hands as he sucked, watching as Sooga sighed in content. Titty play was more for Kohga, but he did like it fairly well himself.

"It's nice. Everything about you is nice."

Kohga pulled away with a nod.

"Okay, now tell me how THIS feels."

Kohga took an ice cube, put it in his mouth, sloshed it around his mouth for a second, before taking it back out. Sooga cocked his head a bit.

"I'm so confused as to what you're doing-"

Kohga latched his mouth back onto the nipple, and was that reaction BEAUTIFUL. Sooga stiffened on the spot, and his breath hitched yet again. Kohga pulled away, wiping his mouth and laughing.

"Ha! I fucking KNEW it! You ARE into cold shit!"

Sooga looked down at himself, flabbergasted. Nipples hard as hell, and a bulge in his pants.

"I'm...so confused-"

"Doesn't matter. Let's see how badly you need to cool down, big guy."

Kohga didn't let him speak as he crawled into his lap, planting his fatass right onto his bulge, and pressing his lips against his. Maybe it was the heat, maybe because this was was all something new, but when Kohga pressed his lips against his, he felt so much more eager. Wanted so much more of his tongue. Kohga used this as a distraction, pressing the ice cube right against his nipple. Sooga tried to pull away, mainly in surprise, but Kohga kept him still. He kept one hand wrapped around his neck, keeping his cute little thing from running off on him.

"Hey hey. Since when do you get all squirmy?"

Sooga averted his glance, for but a moment.

"It's just. Odd, how much you know. How you...do these weird, new things."

"You say it like it's bad."

"No no, don't-"

He paised for a moment, the coldness of the ice cube still at his nipple cascading dripping down his body. Contrast that to Kohga’s hot, thick ass, it was quite the contrast.

"Don't...misunderstand, I like it. I really do. I just...feel as though I cannot surprise you the same way."

"Always gotta be gushy with you, huh? Sooga, you're sweet. Really sweet. That's what I like about you. You're fun to play with."

Sooga was suddenly on his back, with Kohga’s lips against his own, and his hand. Oh his hand. It made that little cube travel from his nipple, to his stomach, each time making goosebumps form on his skin. Kohga’s body was hot, the air was hot, the towel around his neck was cold, the ice cube was cold. It was a contrast that made his poor little head spin. And that's why Kohga loved his dumbass.

"M-master Kohga, you're-"

"Shhh. You'll like it."

The ever shrinking ice cube cascaded down his perfect stomach (seriously, could fry an egg on this fucker, Kohga loved it), before it glided down to his cock. It was slow, cold, yet, Kohga’s hand was so soft, eager. Sooga was about to say something, when Kohga peeled away from him, putting his finger over his mouth. Silence. Sooga was always so chatty when he was nervous, self concious. Kohga USED to try to talk to him through it, and sometimes he still does, but he found that showing him was far more affective. So, after kissing his forehead (mushy, he knows), he decided to do just that.

He put what was left of the ice cube (if Sooga wouldn't be embarrassed by it, he'd be snapping some pics, because goddamn Sooga looked good when he was wet and ready) in his mouth, and after swallowing, he scooted himself in between his legs, pulling out Sooga’s cock. He didn't hesitate, grabbing his balls, and taking Sooga into his mouth. It must've been like sticking your dick in a freezer, he'd imagined. Sooga went still for a moment, and he thought Sooga didn't like it.

He was wrong. When Sooga felt him trying to pull away, he held onto his head, and used his legs to keep his body in place.

"Stay there. Stay...right there."

Kohga didn't need to be told twice. He slurped and sucked, just how he knew Sooga liked it. Slowly, with his lips wrapped around him firmly and his tongue exploring every inch. Sooga liked his fat tongue, he could tell by the way his toes curled. It was so cute. SOOGA was cute, laying there, letting himself be ravished by the much needed cold. The cold didn't last much longer however. Sooga never did last too long against his mouth, and in just a moment, his hot cum warmed Kohga’s cold mouth. Sooga's grip on him gave way; legs finally freeing him, and his hand flopping onto the floor.

Kohga chuckled, sitting up and wiping the cum from his chin. He'd lick Sooga clean, but he liked how messy and pathetic he looked.

"So, temperature play is something you like, I guess. You feel any better?"

"Y...yes, Master Kohga. Much better. Thank you."

"SOMEONE had to do it. Swear, you're the only Yiga who can't handle the heat."

Kohga finished off the rest of his (now fairly melted pop), watching as Sooga just sat there, limp.

"I can only handle YOURS, Master Kohga."

"Pfft. You flirt. You feel good enough to hop into the bath?"

"...I don't want to leave the floor. Its nice here. Think I'm going to cheat on you with the floor."

"You always did like hardwood."

Sooga looked up at him, in disbelief, before they both snorted like idiots. For a guy who so loved the cold,

He had nothing but a fiery love for his Master.

[fantasydaydreamers]

Boobs, Butt, or Legs for class A-1 and the LOA

Not only am I a member of the itty bitty titty committee but I also don't really have an ass. All I got going for me is my legs...and my lovely personality😘

Warning: Semi-Lemon Headcanons

Class 1A

Kaminari

He's a boob guy. Whenever you talk to him his eyes often stray down to your chest, drool starting to come out of his mouth unintentionally. He tries not to and is ashamed when you called him out on it but...they're right there...if only he could reach out and...

→ You: "KAMI!!! Pay attention!!" *is blushing while trying to keep your composure*

→ Kaminari: *whines* "I'm sorry, (Y/n)! I can't help it! You look so sexy~"

Kirishima

Legs! Kirishima is a guy who loves the thought of nibbling along his lovers skin and claiming them. He could work his way up your legs, leaving bite marks behind as he gets closer to the place you want him the most. He loves finding out your inner thighs are sensitive so he takes his time there; tracing your skin with his teeth, teasing you as you whine for him to get closer...

→ Kirishima: "Mm..look at you all marked up, (Y/n)! You look so cute right now." *kisses the marks on your thighs softly*

→ You: "K-Kiri...please..."

→ Kirishima: "Uh oh! Looks like I missed a spot!" *leans back down while holding back a not-so innocent snicker*

Tokoyami

I would say boobs but he has his beak is in the way so he can't really...burry his face in them if he wanted. Other than that I think he would love your legs. Something about the idea of them being wrapped around his head makes him embarrassingly turned on.

→ Tokoyami: *still wary of his beak* "Are you sure, (Y/n)?"

→ You: "I trust you Tokoyami!"

Sero

Once upon a time during training you had stumbled backwards into Sero, both of you tumbling to the ground. He ended up on his butt, his arms around your waist as he tried to prevent the fall, and you in his lap in a very suggestive position. You had shifted your position slightly to get up and he let out a shakey groan.

→ You: "Ah! I'm sorry, Sero! Are you hurt?" *scrambling to get up*

→ Sero: *trying to ignore the building ache in his pants* "Y-yeah. I'm good."

Midoriya

If we're being honest, the situation that happened with Hatsune kind of changed his perspective on things. Yes, girls always made him flustered, but he didn't know things would escalate this far. So whenever you hug him and he feels something squishy press into him...his face is as red as a tomato.

→ Midoriya: "(Y/n)...t-too tight!" *trying to get out of your hold*

→ You: "But your so amazing, Deku!" *squeezes tighter*

→ Midoriya: "A-ah~!" *is way to conscious of you pressing against him*

Bakugou

He never bothered with the thought of this stuff--too busy aiming to be the number one hero--but once he finds interest in someone he's done. His gaze will linger on your ass no matter what you're doing. You had dropped something one day so you bent over to pick it up and he almost let out some sparks. 

→ Bakugou: *pulls you roughly into his lap, his hands resting on your waist as he holds back a groan* "Stay like this for a minute."

→ You: *in shock, but you listen, feeling his hands inch towards your ass, his breathing hitching* Oh... *grinning, you shift your weight and feel his hips thrust up*

→ Bakugou: *a gruttled moan escapes his mouth, a rare blush crossing his face as his hands shoot completely under your ass to hold you still* "F-fuck, (Y/n)."

Koda

This poor innocent boy. He gets flustered easily whenever you flirt with him so if his eyes do stray towards your ass or your boobs he's panicking and covering his face. He might end up being a boob guy more than anything and of course you love the feeling of his rough hands on you~

→ You: *leans over his desk so your looking him in the eye* "Good morning, Koda!"

→ Koda: "G-good morni-eep!" *had looked up and saw your clevage right in front of his face*

Ojiro

So...with his tail Ojiro was always conscious about it ever since he was a kid. I would say ass but he also just loves tracing his fingers over the small of your back. Whenever the two of you are resting together, he'll draw invisible patterns and eventually fall asleep with his hand on your ass.

→ Ojiro: *is snoring lightly and is twitching in his sleep grabbing a handful of your ass*

→ You: *trying not to laugh*

Shouji

The man who has many limbs so of course he would be attracted to your legs. You only have one pair so he thinks they're so special and adores them whenever he gets the chance. If you happen to be flexible, he finds that all the more appealing.

→ Shouji: *currently watching you stretch while trying not to make it too obvious that he's enjoying the view*

→ You: "Nice try, Shouji. I know you're staring but don't worry...I'll give you a private show later."

Sato

He is attracted to boobs. One day the two of you were baking and it got messy, both of you laughing as flour and milk got everywhere. When the two of you took a second to breathe, he glanced up and saw a trail of milk going down your clevage and under your shirt, making it wet.

→ Sato: *is blushing profusely trying to direct his attention back to baking*

→ You: "Awh...now I'm all wet, Sato!"

→ Sato: *sato.exe has stopped working*

Todoroki

Personality. To be completely honest, he probably wouldn't pay much attention to anything like that until he started to like someone. He has so many other things to worry about so you have to have some verbal connection before a physical one. Once you start getting to know him and flirt, he might have his gaze linger on your ass when you walk by him. 

→ You: *passes by Todoroki, purposely sauntering your hips because you caught onto his little secret*

→ Todoroki: *was talking to Midoriya when he saw you out of the corner of his eye, passing by and his eyes immediately shoot downward, holding back a sigh*

→ Midoriya: "...Todoroki-kun?"

Iida

I think this goes without saying but he loves a pair of legs on someone. All he's ever known is his legs with the engines in his calves so when he has a partner whose legs are soft and smooth...he absentmindedly will caress your legs if you have them placed on his lap.

→ Iida: *his hands were slowly massaging up your legs while watching the news segment about a villain attack before they start to climb higher to your thigh before reaching inward...*

→ You: *jumps and opens both eyes to see Iida still engrossed in the story with a small quirked lip* "Oh? This is a first."

→ Iida: *chuckles* "It was so sexy feeling your muscles twitch when I did that."

League Of Villains

Shigaraki

He just wants to touch you. Everywhere. Maybe your ass more than anything but it's times like this when his quirk pisses him off. He just wants to roam his hands all over your skin. Skin to skin contact. No gloves. Imagine how delighted he was when he found out you liked the danger that came with almost five fingers...

→ Shigaraki: *four fingers were tracing over your hips, watching them buck up a little when he grazed a sensitive spot* "Careful, (Y/n). You could've bumped my pinky finger~"

Kurogiri

He loves your ass and legs. Just when you pass by him, he'll glace at you briefly before directing his attention back to what he was doing. He's very secretive about it so you would have to pay special attention to him so you catch him.

→ You: "Enjoying the view?" *reaches up to get a glass on the top shelf*

→ Kurogiri: *almost drops the glass he was cleaning*

Dabi

Ass. Oh...he loves bending you over and giving you a few good slaps. It turns all nice and red for him and if activates his quirk, quickly warming his palm, it gets even redder. He loves the choked moans you make as you call out to him, shaking your ass as you beg for more.

→ Dabi: "Do you think you've been a good girl, (Y/n)? Or should I have you count to 10?" *is rubbing your reddened flesh greedily*

→ You: "I've b-been good! So g-good for you..." *sobbing, you moan as you feel a single digit slide down your wet slit*

Twice

Maybe it's because he has his split personality, but he loves your boobs. He pays special attention to both of them, each personality seeming to pick one side each.

→ You: "T-twice...please..." *twitching from overstimulation on your nipples*

→ Twice: "You're so cute, (Y/n)!" *switched to the other nipple* "You greedy bitch, I'm not stopping now."

Mr. Compress

Since he used to be a magician, he was often doing the trick that would saw a woman's body in half in a closed box. Of course, this seperates the legs and....he is weak to a woman in heels with nylons. He thinks it enhances a woman's sex appeal and it really gets him going.

→ You: *teasingly pushing the nylons off your legs before pulling them back up*

→ Sako: "Leave them on, (Y/n). I'm going to take you just like that."

Spinner

He is WEAK to boobs. If you wear low-cut tops around him, he won't be able to stop staring as he fumbles over his words. You'll have him tongue-tied in seconds if you touch them yourself...even if it's just as innocent as adjusting your bra.

→ Shigaraki: *sigh* "Pay attention to the meeting, Spinner."

→ Spinner: "S-shit! Ya-uh-sorry!"

→ You: *giggles*

[godofsexdrugsandrocknroll]

5 Reasons Why It’s Good To Be Merc

1.

Professor Oobleck: [To the class] --anybody? Perhaps you, miss Fall?

Cinder: [On scroll, panics] I uh--

Mercury: Sorry teach--

Professor Oobleck: [Loudly] Doctor!

Mercury: [Ignoring him] --but Cindy’s too busy sexting her boyfriend.

Cinder proceeded to furiously kick her asshole of a subordinate in the shin.

Professor Oobleck: *Grimaces* Perhaps, miss Fall, you can engage in...that sometime more appropriate.

Cinder: [Clutching throbbing toes] Of course Doctor Oobleck, I have no idea what I was thinking. [Glares at Mercury]

Mercury smiled. He’d get it later, but the hissing voice of Cinder as well as the slight tears in the corner of her eyes was worth it.

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2.

Emerald ran from the room in the warehouse, cackling the entire way with his legs in her hands. Sitting at a chair, stumps hanging off, Mercury felt his blood boil - before he took a breath and calmed down. He knew this was in revenge for Cinder nearly breaking her toes, her foot against his cybernetic prosthetic.

He also didn’t care. Focusing, he felt a faint glimmer of his aura getting further away from him and he sent a series of pulses that had one purpose. To remotely flip one of his legs.

Emerald: [Distantly] Ogg fugg, my fuggah teef! [Moaning in pain]

Having effectively kicked the thief’s teeth out, Mercury smiled. Best anti theft measures, ever.

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3.

Mercury: Kiiiii-fucking-yah!

And like that, the third year Huntsman went down like a sack of bricks. It was expected - the moron had activated his semblance, Yo-Yo, and used a powerful telekinetic pull to yank Mercury towards him. But he wasn’t anything in comparison to his shitbird of an old man.

So delivering a flying sidekick right out of an action movie was all too sweet and all too easy. Also cathartic because the moron had been going on about how lame his boots were and (the real reason he kicked the moron in the skull while going at least 30MPH) ridiculing him for not using his semblance.

Vytal Festival Crowd: *Raucous cheering*

The adulation of the masses was pretty nice too. As he walked back to the waiting room, he grinned. All he had to do now was wait for blondie to make it to the finals, put up a good act and then he can test himself against some real opponents.

They might just be Atlas grunts, but they weren’t the premiere military organization on Remnant for no reason.

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4.

Mercury grunted, the new additions to his legs making walking awkward. Sure it was just a few pistons as well as a miniature dust engine, but after years of getting used to his leg shaped prosthetics it was a bit awkward with these new clunkier ones.

He stumbled into Emerald, who immediately sneered at him before her brow furrowed.

Mercury: ‘Sup, Em?

Emerald: [Eyes flick towards him] Nothing. Cinder said her scar feels “hot” again, so I’m bringing her a cool towel. *Eyes narrow* What the hell are you doing here? You said the dungeons were creepy.

Mercury just shrugged, watching her carefully. He opened his mouth to speak and saw her staring at the bulky lower half of his legs.

Emerald: And what the hell is that!? [Eyes flick from Mercury, to the dungeon, to the entrance of the hallway that led out of Evernight Castle] Wait a minu--

Mercury didn’t hesitate. Pistons pumped, his dust engine whirred to life with a sound like miniature tornado and with a shift of the leg, a single dust round shot from his ankle and his leg kicked upwards blindingly fast.

Right between Emerald’s legs. The girl was lifted off her feet for a brief few seconds and her formerly narrowed eyes were bulging out of her skull. Then Mercury was putting his modded legs to good use and charging from Salem’s castle, leaving Emerald behind making sounds somewhere between a dying animal and a deflated balloon.

Sure he had to worry about Salem coming to kill him for effectively quitting the game, but if there was one thing his father literally beat into his skull it was that there wasn’t much point in following someone for the sake of an ideal.

Because there was nothing better than cold, hard cash.

And if the freaky Grimm bitch was out to destroy the world, how the hell was he gonna spend all that cash? It ate at him to even remotely agree with his old man, but he had a point.

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5.

Mercury: You know, if someone ever told me I’d be retiring to a beach with a hot midget I probably would’ve laughed. [Pauses] Then I probably would’ve caved their skull in with a good snap kick, but that’s beside the point! Cheers, tiny! *Slurps obnoxiously on a cocktail*

Neo lay next to him in a beach chair, a pink and brown bikini done in her colors but with a pink cup beneath her brown hair on the left side with a brown cup beneath her pink hair on the right side, with the bikini bottoms alternating the colors again.

Her hands also clenched the armrests mutinously. When she screwed Cinder over and shoved Hush through her belly, she figured her best bet was to go to sea. Find an island. Except she found the Maiden’s old assassin that Salem and her people occasionally tried finding (but to little success, Black keeping on the move) and he’d been the one to charter the boat. He’d been the one to find the tropical paradise they’d been living on the last few years.

It had mostly been a pragmatic choice - neither of them really enjoyed tanning, anything to do with the water and they only truly enjoyed the weather itself. There was a small town a couple miles through the palm trees with a little over a thousand in population who didn’t care who they were as long as they were willing to kill the occasional Grimm.

And so life had gone on. Then those assholes who’d killed Roman did the same to Salem. Word had gotten out. The witch was obliterated by some “heeeyuuuw-mongus purple and gold laser beam!”, that probably meant they didn’t need to worry about the Gods anymore either and the only way Salem would die is if the fire bitch was a corpse first.

So they’d celebrated. Once. Then never again because for the diminutive ice cream themed girl, once was more than enough with a dick weasel like Mercury Black. Seriously, 2 years on this island and he still was calling her a midget! He slurped his drinks! Even though he knew sex was permanently off the menu, he had no problem checking her out or any sense of privacy!

“Nothing I haven’t seen before, shortie.”

He even had eaten her damn ice cream and shrugged, like she wasn’t about to push her fucking spoon through his throat and scoop out his jugular! He was insufferable and he often smelt of motor oil and Hatchet Body Spray!

Mercury: *Sighs happily* Yup. Life is good. *Burps loudly*

Screaming silently, Neo shoved off towards their shared house while kicking up sand the entire way and wondering if those best-friend-murdering-cunt-nuggets would actually believe she would reform herself because she had an obnoxious roommate.

Maybe the cute, doofy looking blond boy would. Huh. Now she had an in - the doofus hadn’t really done anything to earn her ire. Yeah. She’d go to him, make friendly and their friendship would be what would convince his other friends, the titty monster and friend killer especially, that she really did want to be a good guy.

Meanwhile Mercury lowered his shades, checked out the perky booty and shrugged.

Mercury: [Steals her drink] And now she’s wasting good liquor. Eh. More for me! *Slurps*

He grinned as a local girl on a surf board bent to keep her balance, her significantly larger, tanner ass not being contained by her white bikini.

Mercury: *Enjoys life*

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I’ve never quite understood why the assassin of all people didn’t just up and leave Salem at some point. I have to assume Cinder was paying him to begin with and then the fear of death might have kept him there but are you really gonna tell me this man didn’t think it’d be possible to just run from Salem at some point? Disappear into the background? Come on.

Sure he wouldn’t have disappeared to an island or anything, but crack is what I do apparently.

So yeah, that’s it for RWBY for today and probably until I have an idea again. I actually had these after answering Fish’s ask yesterday and decided to get them down since they’re basically the only ideas I’ve had for my Tumblr.

Hopefully people like these. :D

[calypsoff]

Eight. Part 4

Watching Robyn walk back out of the bathroom, I stared at her walking to the bathroom and now coming back out of it, I can’t help but stare. I am tired but I don’t want to sleep, I worry about her safety, I don’t want people coming in here and harassing her or anything like that, this is why I am pushing for Robyn to go to a hotel to be safe so when I wake up I can be there for her, well try but she isn’t going and I am not going to push her to go, she wants to stay here with me and I don’t mind that “does Rich just stay out there all that time? Doesn’t he get tired?” Robyn sat down slowly, she took her coat off now, took her a while. This does mean she isn’t moving “he is a good guy, he is like my carer I would say. He would do anything for me, he is a family friend now. And he will stay out there, he won’t do anything unless he thinks I am in danger. I need it in this life, you don’t know who is good and who is not. You know” nodding my head “man” I said to myself “I really do love you” it came out so natural to me now, it’s just there. Robyn and I just giggled, we giggled like school kids. I feel a little shy now “you can’t stop saying it now, well I am going to do you and just not say it now” shaking my head, looking up at her “you are playing now, it’s ok I get it. I am an asshole, I think if I just see you as Robyn I will be good but yeah, I want to take it slow with you” Robyn grinned “huh, does that include the bedroom too. Remind me to not get you angry if you are playing like that” I cringed “I wouldn’t do that again, I just I want to protect you from that world. That life, it’s hard for you. I know, I remember you told me you always wanted to be protected because you felt your dad never did that for you as a child. A male figure, I remember all that shit. But I got a lot to learn and stuff but for you to be here, it’s like above you” Robyn shook her head “nothing is ever above me Chris, we are equal. Once you accept we are then we are good Chris. And I am willing to wait, as long as we can be truthful with each other yeah?” hearing commotion outside, there is a lot of raised voices.

Robyn and I just stared at each other “I can’t protect you; you’re going to have to protect me” I said to Robyn as a joke “oh that helps, I think Rich is telling someone off” the door burst open “Chris! Chris tell him I can be here!” TJ ran into the room; Rich also ran behind him “Chris!” he ran around my bed “Rihanna!? What the fuck, Chris” Rich gripped TJ “he’s my friend” I said to Rich “he ain’t my friend, this nigga is out!” Rich is dragging TJ out “Rich, I know of him. Both of them, let them stay” Robyn spoke up, I am glad she did “I don’t like this little rat” I chuckled at Rich calling him a rat “if he starts talking shit then I will be back” he pushed him to the floor “man, I will fight you!” TJ spat, Barry is so silent just staring, a little smirk on his face “it’s forehead gang united, it’s Fenty. Long-time pop star” Barry walked over to Robyn, she got up from the seat “Barry Bradford” watching them both hug “what are you doing here anyways? Did Chris do the make a wish foundation thing and you came” Robyn hit his arm moving back “don’t be so silly” TJ is still in shock “wow! You smell so fucking good, man. You are beautiful, I don’t care about small titties I would do you, between you and Bey it’s you! I am loyal, I go so hard” I would beat his ass, but I can’t “you have always been this way, weird” TJ jumped up and down “man, this is fucking Rihanna!” I don’t want her to hug him, but she is, not impressed though because he is thinking about her titties.

Robyn sat back down on the chair “I am glad you came, I always wanted to ask why you never told me about Chris being around. You said he went but he didn’t, he was around just being bad? Like I am not an angel to him, but it was only right I knew” Robyn is angry, she is angry at Barry. I like this anger, it’s a little kinky “I knew that would come up, Chris and I fell out. We weren’t speaking so I didn’t know where he was anyways, even if I told you what it was your people was there, they was telling me I had to move and I couldn’t touch or speak to you. What did you want me to say? When you said where is freckles? And then you turned around and said where is Chris? Some bald guy said hurry up to me and he was listening, I couldn’t say oh by the way Chris is drug dealing and being dumb, so I said he wasn’t here. You and I both know your big ass entourage was pushing to go, they didn’t even want to be there. They barely let me hug you that time, it was hard, and I am sorry. But what counts you’re here now, I am shocked to see you here, but you came for him. And I think that means a lot to my friend, you have really shown him what he is missing” Barry knows everything, I mean I have told him “I understand, I am just a little angry at how everything went down” I can tell she is “y’all dating” turning to TJ, that stupid little smirk on his face “is your chain fake” Robyn retorted, I snorted laughing. Barry screamed out “hey! What the hell, man. That is rude, I just seen Chris staring at you, he got heart eyes. I was being nice” Robyn is rude for that.

TJ be airing me out, like we aren’t even dating we are just taking things slowly but he sat here saying we are dating, he needs to relax with all that “can I say that I met you or is this a secret meet up?” TJ asked, I am glad he asked “I want you to shut up about it, you ain’t tell nobody about this. I don’t want nobody harassing her like that” TJ’ smile grew “oh wow, calm down. Protecting what is yours now huh?” I swear I hate him “nigga fuck you” I mumbled “just need to protect her” I can feel Robyn’ eyes on me and I hate it, it’s making me shy as hell “mhmmm protect her huh, cute” Barry chuckled “leave him alone, he is sweet” Robyn makes it worse “so you really came here for him? That is love right there, I think he should move, we told him to go out of town and we will visit him. Like nigga, you ain’t going to survive another attack, I am telling you now. You need to think of you” TJ always been saying for me to move but this is my home “I agree” looking over at Robyn “you moving me in?” I said as Robyn giggled “I don’t have a home unless you are coming Barbados, I am here, there everywhere but anyways, I think you should sleep. I will come tomorrow, text me when it’s quiet. I will get a hotel” oh she is going “you can stay at my place? Honestly” looking up at her “is it safe there?” nodding my head “it’s rather nice, it’s quiet. I live next to some white couple, it’s on the third floor, you have to walk up the steps a little bit, but you can stay there. It’s clean, there may be a few things laying around but it’s not bad, my key is there” pointing behind me “open it and give me your phone I will enter my location. My mom had cleaned I think, she said she did but yeah, stay. Also don’t worry nobody will come there at all, only I have the key” she doesn’t need to pay out for a hotel now “oh wow, oh wait. You and Riri got star tattoos oh my god, it comes together. You both! You see this Barry; this whole star business” TJ is nosey as hell “are you sure about this?” Robyn asked “yeah I am, honestly. It should be somewhat clean” I hope “she might see the wall of her pictures bro” TJ sniggered; he is a trip.

I am thinking to myself, what the fuck am I doing. Why am I even doing this, like he offered me his apartment and I couldn’t help but say yes, a small side of me is wanting to be nosey on how he lives, and I get to see his little place and where he stays, I guess I am just being nosey, but Rich is not amused, he isn’t happy but it’s not a bad neighbourhood at all. He isn’t wrong about that at all, he said that the neighbourhood is fine, but I know Chris wouldn’t put me in danger “so where do I sleep?” Rich said as he unlocked the front door “On the couch, I don’t know. You can go if you like? I will just stay here, I am not going anywhere anyways” he stepped to the side “after you” looking up at Rich smiling as I stepped into Chris’ apartment, it’s the cutest thing ever. The little open planned kitchen area and living, I mean he said his mom cleaned but I don’t think she did, he has clothes on the living room flooring “I can’t leave you just here, so I will take the couch” I chuckled, he is too loyal to me. Oh wow, I am in Chris’ home and to me I feel at home, and for him to just simply let me come here without a care, he has nothing to hide I guess “what are you doing?” Rich is going into the bedroom “checking” rolling my eyes, Chris’ apartment has been left as it was the last time he was here, and a window hasn’t been open here and the curtains haven’t been open. It’s not that bad as I assumed it would have been anyways.

Rich finished his little tour “the bathroom is clean, but you know we are sharing that?” pulling a face “just timed ok” crossing my arms across my chest as I slowly walked into his bedroom, his bed is not made. I don’t know why I am smiling when I really should cuss him out when I could have walked into a hotel room and just have a ready made bed, what can I say I am crazy. Reaching down on the bed and picking his jacket off the bed, bringing the jacket up to my nose. It smells just like him, looking around his room and my eyes laid onto the newspaper clipping, slowly walking up to the framed newspaper clipping, I was at that game, I was there at that game and I watched him play basketball, there was scouts there too. He has it framed, he is really good at it “the next best thing to come out of VA” I read out, bringing my eyes down and seeing his various awards, he loves sports. I hope he still does but he was doing every sport he could, and he won. He just had to be stupid, he has everything going for him and for him to have his awards out like this, it shows me he cares, and it does affect him on what happened. He is such a goof ball in school, a goof ball I liked a lot actually, but he made me smile every time. I guess I better clean the room up, the bed totally needs doing before I rest my head on that.

I will never forget how to make a bed, I have finally finished it “Rihanna” Rich said from outside the door “yeah, you can come in. I am practically changing his bed sheets” the door opened slowly “I wasn’t being nosey, I promise you but I just saw this notebook and a picture of you fell out of it so I just checked why, he got skills” walking over to Rich, he held out the notebook out to me “I got the page open” taking it from him, I gasped “oh my god” I said in a whisper, he drew. He drew me ever so perfect “oh my god” I said to myself, I feel emotional seeing this. I didn’t expect it from him at all, I am just in shock. Turning the page, he has some random drawings, but they are so detailed, but to think he spent his time drawing me “he really does love me” I said a loud “if he is wasting his time doing that then yes he does” side eyeing Rich “I am literally going to hug this, I am keeping it. Thank you” walking off with it, I am saying thank you like he did it, but he found it and showed me, he actually drew me, only a man in love would do this.