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milf-murdock · 5 months

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The Scare: Part II

A/N: Y'all this is filthyyyyyyy. Absolutely fucking disgusting and I cannot get enough of it omg. I think I blacked out while writing this.

Check out Part 1 here

Warnings: Dark!Simon AU, breeding kink, pregnancy mentions, baby trapping, creepy behavior, red flags (dreamy), and if there's anything else I need to tag just let me know!

Putting the read more right at top because babes we are just jumping right into it ;,)

Simon is legendary when it comes to details. Nothing gets past this man. Especially, when he’s on a mission. And right now? Simon was a man on a mission.

“Fuck babe,” he grunted as he pressed your legs even farther back, your knees nearly to your ears. “So fuckin’ tight.” His thrusts were deep, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every thrust.

You were beyond response. Not only had he made you come on his fingers while he sucked on that pretty little clit, but he’d made sure to put a couple pillows underneath you, propping up your hips for him, opening yourself to a new angle that had you seeing fucking stars. All you could do was moan and gasp as Simon gripped your hips and drove his cock into you at a relentless pace.

He had seen this position online, when he was conducting his late-night research on a private, completely locked-down browser, searching up the best ways to get you pregnant.

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He knew that he needed to lock you down, to ensure that there was no way you were going anywhere. He wanted you all to himself. And he wanted everyone to know just who you fucking belonged to.

You’d be the prettiest mum, Simon thought to himself as he scrolled through the online articles, absentmindedly stroking his cock. You were fast asleep in the next room, and he was so thankful. He couldn’t stop thinking about you, round with his baby, heavy breasts, your supple curves growing even more. His fist moved faster, sliding over his thick cock, pulling back the skin to tease the bright red head. If he got you pregnant now, you’d be due just at the end of summer. The thought of you in one of your gorgeous sundresses, heavily and adorably pregnant with his baby, was enough to send him over the edge, hips rutting up into his hand. He tried to conceal his groan as the hot spurts of come landed on his bare chest.

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Simon is phenomenal when it comes to details. Which is how he has your cycle fucking memorized. Which is why he has you spread on your bed, legs in the air, pounding into you with everything he has.

He knows this is your ovulation window. Sure, he had made sure to fill you up yesterday, and he’ll make damn sure to fill you up tomorrow, too, just to be safe. But today? Today was when you were most fertile. He knows, because he’s been secretly tracking your ovulation, taking your temperature while you sleep to make the most accurate prediction. He had been so disappointed to see that negative test last month. His hopes had been so high when he saw that you were late. Only to be dashed the next morning when your period had started. He coddled you through it, of course, bringing you medicine, hot tea, heating pad, endless snuggles. But the whole time, he was planning how this month would be different.

He’d knock you up if it was the last thing he fucking did.

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“Such a good girl, taking my fuckin’ cock,” Simon groaned, pulling back his hips, all the way so just the tip rested inside you.

“I can’t—it’s too,” you sputter, absolutely cock drunk.

“Ah, but you can, love,” Simon smirked to himself as he thrusted deep into your weeping pussy, all the way to the hilt. He reveled in the way you screamed in pleasure. He continued the pattern: pulling out, thrusting in, picking up the pace. His heavy balls bounced off your ass as his pace picked up. You were getting close, he could tell, your body starting to stiffen, your cries getting louder. He used his broad hands to grab your hips and hold you steady as he hammered into you, relentless in his pursuit.

“Gonna come for me, dove?” He teased, his voice deep and earnest, filled with lust. He needed you to finish. He’d read an old wives tale saying the seed was more likely to take root when the mother finishes. The thought alone nearly had Simon coming right then and there. Your shaky voice brought him back to reality. “Yes, uh huh, don’t forget—“ you screamed as he thrusted in you particularly hard. “Pull out,” you mumbled, hazy in the oncoming fog of your orgasm. “Fuck Simon, fuck, fuck FUCK,” you screamed as your orgasm overtook you.

Simon watched as your eyes rolled back into your head and your back arched off the gentle stack of pillows, pushing your breasts forward. Simon couldn’t help the mental image that popped into his head: you, swollen with his child, those same breasts full of milk, ready to nourish your child, his child. Everyone would know how he had pleased you, claimed you, made you his.

Simon’s hips stuttered as he came, a resounding growl of pleasure escaping his lips as he slammed into your cunt a final time. His seed flooded your cervix, filling you with a warmth you were too blissed out to recognize. Ropes and ropes of his spend filled you, his cock twitching inside you, as Simon pressed his face against your chest, breathing heavily.

“Fuckin hell, love,” he moaned. “Gonna be the fucking death of me.”

He slid his softening cock out of you, careful to use his fingers to scoop any escaping seed back into your aching cunt. He silently tutted to himself. We can’t be having that, now can we?

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lowkeychenle · 8 months

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Irrevocably [ZCL] (M)

Description: You were friends with benefits with Chenle until he got a girlfriend...fast forward months later, and now they've broken up--leaving Chenle to come back to you, very much in need of a distraction.

DID YOU MISS ME?! It's been so long someone should chop my hands off omg

Genre: Smut. Angst. Read at your own discretion!!! Read the warnings first please! It's mostly smut tho tbh

Also it's not proofread or anything crazy like that but I do hope y'all like it...I've been so busy sos

Content Warnings: Explicit, rough, unprotected sex (don't do the unprotected part), Chenle says pretty girl again (not sorry) and also slut because duality (again?), overstimulation, multiple orgasms (both), cum eating (like he actually eats his...own cum...), he's pretty pussy drunk in this he cums twice, Chenle is manipulative as hell in this!!! he is not a good guy in this fic!!! Do not read if you don't like it!!!!! Also I'm not sure if this can be considered infidelity but if you're sensitive to that topic read with caution!

Word Count: 4,877

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader (mentions of Mark Lee x Reader)

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You can’t even say you haven’t heard from him in a while. That’s far from the truth—and in your opinion, maybe you hear from him too often. Your friendship was constructed long before any other aspect, but for as long as you could remember, it’s been you and Chenle.

Now there’s you, and there’s him. Inherently separate.

Your situation with him was simple—friends with benefits. And everything was working great at first, and the end wasn’t traumatic and the world didn’t crumble. You weren’t in love with each other, and you both mutually understood that the second someone has the potential to become more in one of your lives that you’d stop immediately.

So, when Chenle started talking to his now girlfriend, you did the right thing. The respectful thing. You backed off, and you wouldn’t say you regret it. He’s happy—happier than he was before, and that’s all you want for him. You’ve been friends for forever, after all, and what would that make you if you had ill wishes for him?

It was three months after he started dating his girlfriend that he introduced you to one of his friends, Mark. Fortunately, you got along with him well, and he gave you a much needed distraction from the empty void Chenle had left in your life. He’d been more than sex, but less than love. He gave you company and companionship, even if it was in an unconventional way.

You’d been up front and honest with Mark about your relationship with Chenle, but he didn’t mind as long as you were sure there hadn’t been feelings involved. For Chenle, you weren’t sure if he ever told his girlfriend about you. You wouldn’t blame him if he hadn’t, but considering you’d been sleeping together up until their first date, it might have been a good thing to mention.

The difference was simple—you and Mark weren’t anything, not really, but Chenle and his girlfriend were, in their words, serious. In fact, in the past four months, you hadn’t even slept with Mark. The most he was at this point was someone to keep you company.

And then everything blew up.

Chenle called you at 9 p.m., almost nine months after he started dating his girlfriend. You were in your apartment by yourself, watching the same TV show for the 70th time. You stare at your phone screen in confusion before you answer it.

“Hey,”

“Hey.” He lets out a breath, and the defeat in his voice hints something’s wrong.

“Everything okay?” you ask him, sitting up on your couch.

“We broke up.” Chenle pauses, maybe to contemplate what he says next. “Can I come see you? I know it’s random, and I probably shouldn’t, but to be bluntly fucking honest, I’ve missed you.”

“We talk all the time,” you mention and cradle your knees to your chest.

The thought of allowing Chenle here so late scares you—old habits die hard. You feel like you owe more than that to both Mark and Chenle. Mark, because while you two aren’t together, you’ve grown quite close over the past few months. Chenle, because he’s probably not thinking straight at the moment.

“You’re the only one I can talk to about this,” he mumbles.

Your heart sinks. “It was because of me?”

“I…Not exactly. It wasn’t you at all. It was us. And it was me for not saying anything.” He sighs, and you envision the way he tugs his fingers through his hair.

“You never told her?”

“I didn’t think I needed to,” he says. “What am I supposed to say? ‘Oh, hey, by the way, I used to fuck one of my closest friends on the regular, but now that you’re here, I stopped.’ That doesn’t sound great.”

“Better than her finding out some other way.” You chew on your bottom lip. “I told Mark.”

“That’s different,” Chenle replies. “You’re not dating Mark.”

A moment of silence passes between you two, and when you don’t respond, he clears his throat.

“Oh. You are.”

“It’s not like that.”

“So, what is it like? Is it like what we were?” He sounds shorter, as if he’s no longer enjoying the conversation.

You scoff. “It’s none of your business, Chenle. Mark is nice. And you’re the one who introduced us anyway.”

“Mark is nice,” he repeats, snorting. “You act like I don’t know you. Nice isn’t exactly your type.”

“You can come here if you stop being a dick,” you tell him. “But we’re only talking.”

“Good. I’ve got a lot to say.”

You debate changing after he hangs up, but Chenle’s already seen you at your worst. Your shorts and T-shirt won’t faze him in the slightest. Nerves like this haven’t swarmed you since the first time you slept with him. Clearly, your body doesn’t get the memo that this isn’t a booty call.

And when he arrives, you realize how well he fits. The dim, golden lighting reflecting off of his skin, the dark, oversized clothes he likes to wear, the way his hair is parted. Everything about him is exactly as you remember. It’s odd to think that way, because really, you’ve seen him as often as you used to. Things were just…different.

And under these circumstances, it’s awkward. But even when he was dating his girlfriend, there were times where the two of you were alone—nothing ever happened, of course, but it hadn’t ever been so nerve wracking until now.

It isn’t for long, though. Within seconds of your thoughts running wild, he’s closing the distance between you and pulling you into a tight hug. You exhale in relief and return the gesture with no hesitation. He takes a deep breath, almost as if he’s inhaling your scent.

Something about this hurts. Your ribcage suddenly feels like a prison, and all you want is for your heart to be free. Why does it feel like something’s stabbing it?

“I’m sorry for asking to come over so late,” he whispers. “And for being a dick about Mark. It’s not my business.”

There’s a twist deep in your chest. You wonder if there’s truly anything left in there.

“It’s okay, Le.” Your voice is muffled by his shirt. “Let’s sit and you can tell me what happened.”

You move away from him, lightly grabbing his hand to lead him over to your couch. When you’re both seated, he rests his head on your shoulder. You reach up to play with his hair, and instinct you became familiar with when he needed comfort back when you two were messing around.

“She asked about you.” His fingers toy with yours, warm touch gently grazing your skin. “Really, I had no idea what to say. There isn’t much to say, you know? So, that’s what I said. I told her we’ve been friends for forever and…that’s it.”

“Technically not wrong.” You chuckle, but the ache within you only grows.

“I went to shower and when I got out, she was going through my phone. By the time I realized what she was doing, she’d already found more than enough to be pissed.”

“What was it?”

“Pictures. In our text conversations from like…almost a year ago. I get why she was upset, you know? But it’s not like they were recent. Or even in my camera roll, for fuck’s sake.” He shuffles a bit closer, his warmth pressing into you. “But I should’ve checked and made sure. Or something. So, I’m sorry someone else saw those, (Y/N).”

“Did I look good at least?” you joke.

“Oh, fuck off.” He laughs, shaking his head. “You always look good and you know it.”

You get a sudden, overwhelming urge to look at him. His words make your stomach turn, and you’re desperate to figure out what the hell is going on with you.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” He ponders for a moment. “I thought I’d be a little more upset, but the only thing I was really thinking about was coming to see you.”

Chenle sits up, eyebrows slightly furrowed as he takes you in. His gentle brown eyes trail over you, unrecognizable emotions swimming around in his irises. You find him still as extraordinary as ever. His features so sharp, lips perfectly full. You fight the craving to reach out and trace his jawline.

“It’s just…” he murmurs. “It just always comes back to you, doesn’t it?”

“Chenle…”

“It’s been so long,” he continues. “Since I’ve seen you like this.”

“We hung out all the time.”

“No. Not like this. I know why you did, but you got so distant from me. Didn’t you ever think about me? That whole time?” He wets his lips.

“How could you ask me that?” you breathe out. “I thought about you all the time, but you weren’t mine to think about.”

“When I thought of you, it used to hurt. I used to have to distract myself from you because it was wrong to want you when I had everything else.” His gaze flicks down to your lips, and you feel every ounce of you crumble to pieces.

“It’s not…wrong anymore,” you say.

His eyes flutter shut, eyelashes brushing against his cheeks, and the next thing you know, his mouth is on yours. You let out a shaky breath against him, but quickly reciprocate what he gives you. All hesitation is out the window now, all thoughts of him being too upset at a moment like this fly from your brain.

It’s Chenle. He’s kissing you. This is familiar. Right, even.

“God, it’s been too long.” He reaches up to cup your cheek, thumb rubbing your skin. “Need you, baby. Never wanna lose you like that again.”

Your heart is beating so fast, you’re not exactly sure how to respond to that. The longer you take in every word leaving his mouth, the quicker you realize what’s happening to you.

You haven’t slept with Mark because you do have feelings for Chenle. It hits you like a freight train, and the fear sinks in only for a second before you slam your lips back to his. Being with him like this feels good, like nothing could go wrong.

The quietest moan slips from his mouth into yours, and just like it used to, heat floods your core. His hand slips beneath your shirt, his scalding touch trailing across your side before settling on the small of your back.

You pull away from him and gently push against his chest. “Do you even know what you’re doing right now?”

“Need a distraction.” He swallows hard. “That’s what we are for each other right? She’s out of the picture, so I get to have you again?”

You shake your head. “Only when we’re both available. Not just you.”

“Did you fuck him?” Chenle tone drops, a dark hint of jealousy gracing those narrowed brown eyes. One of his hands drops down to your thigh, tracing along the hem of your shorts. “Is that why you don’t want me anymore? He’s better or something?”

You let out a shaky breath. “I—Chenle, I haven’t.”

Wetting his lips, his touch trails higher, his skin burning against yours in the best way. “Don’t you miss me? Or at least the way I made you feel? When’s the last time someone made you cum?”

He notices when your legs press together, desperate for any sort of friction between them. You’re fighting every urge you have, wanting nothing more than to have Chenle right here on your couch, but something holds you back.

Leaning closer, he hums lowly in your ear, “You know what I can do.” His lips press against the spot below your ear, slowly heading down until his tongue runs along your pulse.

“Damn it,” you groan, pushing him back. “Take your pants off.”

As you stand up to push your shorts and panties to the floor, he lifts his hips to push his sweats to down his legs. He reaches into his boxers and strokes himself slowly.

“C’mon, baby.” He smirks at you. “Sit on it.”

You straddle his lap, bracing your hands on his shoulders as he pulls his cock out. One hand grips your hip and he holds you above him.

“Do we need a condom?” he asks, gaze glazed with want.

“I haven’t slept with anyone,” you mutter, face heating up for more reasons than one.

“It was just…” he trails off and gulps. “You know. I’m clean.”

The idea of him with her is almost enough to snap you out of it, but the last thing you plan on doing is getting off his lap. You ignore the sting of your heart and instead trade it for the sting of your walls stretching to accommodate Chenle with no prep. Whining at the pain, you stop after a couple inches.

“S’okay, baby,” he encourages you. “Take it slow.”

You dig your nails into his shoulders, lifting up before sinking back down to take a bit more of him than the last time. He breathes heavily, biting down on his bottom lip while his chest heaves.

“Just a little more.” Chenle slowly pulls you closer until he’s fully seated inside you.

The stretch has your legs shaking, whimpers escaping you as he whispers praises to you.

“Such a good girl,” he coos. “Letting me fill this pretty pussy with my cock.”

Chenle tugs your shirt over your head, freeing your bare breasts. He lets out a small sound at the sight before leaning down to kiss them, teeth nipping and tongue flicking your nipple.

Unable to hold back anymore, you push him back harshly. His lips part as you grind, sweet moans escaping him at the same time yours do.

“So tight,” he groans. “You waited ‘cause you knew no one else could do this to you, huh?”

“Shut up,” you command him.

His eyebrows raise for the briefest moment, until you start bouncing on his cock. Wetness starts squelching around the two of you, aiding you in your quick movements on top of him.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby.” Chenle thrusts up to match you, hands trailing around your body to squeeze your ass harshly. A slap comes next, the sound resounding through the room.

Your hips jolt, thrown off your rhythm at the stinging sensation on your skin. Nails leaving angry, red crescent moons in his skin, you rock back and forth to stabilize yourself before continuing. The sound of your arousal would embarrass you under any other circumstances, but the fucked out expression on Chenle’s face is enough to keep you going.

You don’t hold back your moans, letting the needs of your body take over instead of whatever the hell is going on in your head. He feels so fucking good inside you, the rough slide of his length against your walls, the way he throbs with want for you. The twitch of his cock inside you has a knot tightening in your stomach.

“Look at me,” he says roughly.

You don’t bother listening, too focused on your own pleasure to justify stopping.

“I said fucking look at me.” He grabs your face, pulling you close so you're inches away from him, hooded, hazy brown eyes devouring you. “Keep fucking yourself on my cock.”

You let out a weak moan, legs aching as you continue, but you know you need more. Trying to grind down, you do whatever you can to get friction on your clit. Whines slip past your lips, with the mind-shattering high just out of reach.

“Use your words, pretty girl.” Chenle slaps your ass again.

“Close,” you practically whimper. “Touch me. Fuck, please.”

Immediately, he lets go of his harsh grip on your cheeks, reaching between you two and quickly finding your clit. Your nails scratch down his shoulders, leaving marks as his fast circles push you over the edge.

You scream out in pleasure, your vision blacking out as you’re swept up in your climax. Crumpling into him, you squirm on top of him until he wraps his arm around your waist, warm seed coating your insides.

His chest heaves, lips parting as he rests his head back on the couch cushion. He gulps and strokes your hair while still slowly rocking up into you. You finally work up the energy to get off of him, but he holds you down.

“No,” he murmurs, breathless. “Not yet. Not done.”

Your body heats all over again, the idea of another round sends tingle down your spine. Goosebumps form on your skin, but you listen. Something has to make up for the lost time between you two.

“Need you again.” He nips where your neck and shoulder connects. “Can I take you to your room?”

You nod, unable to speak. He lifts you deftly from the couch, carefully walking over to your room like he’s done hundreds of times before. You hold onto him desperately, never wanting to let him go for more reasons than one.

As soon as you’re both on your bed, he’s already beginning to thrust again. You dig your nails into his back, but he grabs both of your wrists and pins them above your head.

“Be good,” he warns, filling you up over and over, ever so slowly. “Little pussy’s so greedy, sucking me in like this.”

Your eyes roll back in your head, the weight of him on top of you making you whine until your throat’s raw.

Every nerve-ending is on edge from your previous high, skin tingling and burning wherever his fingers trace shapes on you. You can barely keep your eyes open, the gentle brush of his chest against yours has your weak-minded state reading into this much more than you should.

If you could form actual words, you’d probably accidentally confess to him. He works through his own overstimulation, his jaw clenched tightly as he works your body expertly.

“I missed you,” he whispers, dipping his head down to nip along your neck. “Did you miss me?”

“Yes,” you force out, barely able to muster up the words. “God, yes.”

He hums, tonguing along the pulse in your neck. “You didn’t fuck him ‘cause he can’t make you feel like this, can he?”

You want to be mad at him for bringing Mark up at a time like this, but his words only make you shiver. He’s right. You can’t be mad at him when he’s right, and certainly not when your brain is fuzzy with the pleasure of his cock rubbing so, so slowly against your inner walls. Nobody could ever fill you like Chenle does.

“Answer me.” He thrusts particularly hard, jolting you up the mattress.

“Fuck, he can’t make me feel like you do.” You’re not entirely sure if your words are coherent, but Chenle seems satisfied by what you said.

“And you’d better remember that, too.” He releases your wrists and reaches between you two, resuming circles on your clit. “Could fuck you all night. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Getting your cunt filled with my cum as many times as you can handle?”

You wrap your legs around his waist in a desperate attempt to keep him close, the angle allowing him slightly deeper inside you. Between the delicious stretch of your walls and the uniform, skilled rubbing on your sensitive bud, your body shudders uncontrollably. Your back arches and your hands fly to his hair, loud, obscene moans pouring from your lips.

Chenle’s thrusts pick up as he helps you ride out your high, eyebrows furrowed as he tries to keep his steady pace. He slows to a stop, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead, he kisses you, tongue already slipping past your lips to dominate your mouth the same way he’s dominated the rest of you.

“Think you can get on all fours for me?” he asks, his breath fanning across your face.

“Again?”

“Please, baby, I’m close already, just need a little more.” He presses kisses on your cheeks and the tip of your nose. “I need it so bad.”

You nod, shakily removing your legs from around his waist. He guides you to the position he wants, your head resting on the mattress as he squeezes your ass.

“You’re still so fucking wet,” he groans, a slap resonating around the room. “Might wanna hold on, pretty girl. I’m not going easy on you.”

Despite being an absolute rag doll, you clench in excitement at the idea of having him inside you again. You push back toward him, urging him to fuck you. He uses his knee to nudge your legs apart, and even though they’re shaking, you plan on letting him pound into you until they fucking give out.

He runs the head up and down your folds, switching between barely pushing his tip inside and tapping it on your clit.

“God, I can’t fucking take this anymore,” Chenle growls, and the next thing you know, he’s thrusting inside you with as much force as he can. You scream, gripping onto the sheets and biting down on a pillow to attempt to silence yourself.

With all the stimulation, you feel constantly on the edge of another orgasm. His hips slap against your ass, the clapping sounds emphasizing your pleasure. Squelches of wetness float around too, the stickiness dripping down your thighs onto the bed the longer he has you in this position.

He shifts slightly so his balls smack your twitching clit with every thrust. You’re barely able to think straight, and you’re half-sure you’re drooling, but Chenle slams you into your third orgasm of the night rather easily. Your legs threaten to buckle, and he loops his arm around you to keep you up.

After a couple more thrusts, he moans loudly and spills deep inside you, chest heaving at the effort. Both of you wait in silence for a few moments, him to regain composure and you to remember how to breathe. He gently pulls out of you, turning you to drop your back down on the mattress. Once he gets out of bed, he stops in front of you and pulls you to the edge by your ankles. Nudging your legs apart, he sinks down to his knees.

“What are you doing?” you ask, rising up to your shaky elbows.

“Need a taste,” he says, mesmerized by the mess leaking out of your entrance. Swiping some of it up on his finger, he offers it to you. “Taste us, pretty girl. We’re so good together.”

You lean closer and wrap your lips around him, giving a harsh suck before you release him.

“God, baby, your pussy is so perfect when you’re leaking my cum.”

You’re not expecting him to move forward and flatten his tongue against your core. He holds your hips down to the bed, tentatively licking your slit. Without much effort from him, he’s reduced you to a mewling mess again, core throbbing with sensitivity even when he barely touches you. Your arms immediately give out, slumping you back onto the sheets as he works your core with his tongue.

It’s odd how much the idea of him eating you out when he came inside you turns you on. As limp as your body is, you relish in all of the pleasure he’s willing to give you. His tongue dances around your slit, alternating between slipping it between your folds and flicking your clit. You lazily tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging just enough for him to moan against you.

Your hips jerk when his lips wrap around your bud, and next thing you know, his hands hold you down. You call out his name, pulling with the grip you have on his hair to tell him you’re much too sensitive to continue.

“I know, baby,” he murmurs, blowing cold air on you. “Just a little bit more, okay? One more time.”

And then he’s back at the apex of your thighs, working much faster and harsher with his movements to get you to the edge faster. You shatter all over again, a mantra of noises passing by your lips as your thighs clench around his head.

You must actually black out for a moment, because when you come to, Chenle has pulled away from your core, his lips and chin coated with your arousal. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, his expression equally as exhausted as yours.

He grabs a towel to clean you up, but both of you are beyond tired from all the activity. You shift up on your bed, not bothering to say anything else to him as you slide beneath your blanket. When you and Chenle did things before, he always stayed. He always pulled you into his chest and whispered sweet nothings into your ear until you fell asleep.

You’re not sure if that will be the case today.

Except he does. He carefully crawls into bed next to you, turning you toward him and pulling you to him. Kissing the top of your head, he taps his fingers against your arm.

“I really missed you,” he says.

“Me, too.” You nod, but something makes your heart twist in your chest.

“Can I be honest for a second?”

“Of course.”

“I knew the pictures were there,” he whispers. “Maybe it’s shitty, but I couldn’t delete them. Sometimes, I looked back at our old conversations—not the sexual ones—and just…thought of you. I couldn’t do anything to erase you and what we did from my life. I didn’t want to.”

You wonder if that’s his idea of a confession. If he’s trying to tell you he has unresolved feelings for you.

“Then why did you stay with her?”

“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “Everyone liked her. My mom told me she thought I’d end up marrying her. She obviously didn’t know about…this. But I couldn’t fucking stop, (Y/N). Everything came back to you.”

“We’ll talk about this in the morning,” you offer. “I’m exhausted.”

“Yeah…” Chenle takes a deep breath. “Yeah. Let’s talk in the morning.”

You and Chenle wake at the same time, to the sound of his phone on the bedside table. Groaning, you massage your forehead and turn away from him. When he answers it, your interest is piqued.

“Hey.” Sleep still weighs on his voice, making it scratchy. “No, I’m not at home.”

There’s a pause, and the vague sound of the other person responding makes your heart twist violently in your chest. It’s her.

“Would you stop jumping to conclusions? I’m at Jisung’s.” Irritation laces in his tone.

You should say something. Let her know somehow that he’s lying, but you don’t. You stay silent in your hurt and wait to see what he could possibly do next.

“Yeah, forgive me for not wanting to be alone after what happened.” Chenle scoffs and runs his fingers through his hair. A sigh follows. “Damn it, I told you that was done. I’m sorry you saw those, okay? They’re from…over a year ago. It didn’t seem relevant to bring it up, and she’s still my friend, so.”

Friend. You almost laugh out loud, but again, you don’t say a word.

“Yeah, of course. Where?”

Another pause from Chenle.

“Yeah, I’ll stop by my house and then I’ll be over there. I’ll see you in half an hour?”

Your heart feels like it’s being shredded into a thousand tiny pieces.

“Thank you.” He sighs, his body deflating. “I’m so sorry for all of this, you know that, right? I’ll see you soon. I love you.”

Tears sting your eyes, and as soon as he hangs up the phone, he hops up to go grab his clothes from the living room. You sit up in your bed, blanket clutched to your chest as you watch him scramble to get dressed.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), I have to go,” he says, walking back into your room. Leaning in, he attempts to press a kiss to your lips. You turn away from him, chewing the inside of your cheek.

“Where are you going?” you ask, even though you already know the answer.

“She…She wants to talk it out. And I have to go. You understand why, right?” His eyes widen as he scans over your face.

When you say nothing, he sighs.

“I’ll text you later. You can answer or not. Whatever you want to do.” He walks toward the door to your bedroom, but you stop him when he reaches the threshold.

Your eyes sting, your body’s sore, and all you wanted was to tell him the truth this morning. Now it’s clear to you—he’ll never feel the same way for you. He’ll drop anything and everything—you included—if it meant getting her back.

“Chenle.”

He stops, turning to you.

“She’s going to make you choose,” you warn him. “Between her and me.”

Chenle pauses, fingertips gripping the frame. “I know.”

With that, you have nothing else to say, and he wouldn’t have time to hear it anyway. He leaves without another word to you, and when he’s far enough away, your tears finally fall. You want to scream and yell, but your throat is too raw from the long night before to even attempt it.

#nct #nct dream #chenle #nct imagines #nct dream smut #nct scenarios #zhong chenle #chenle x reader #chenle angst #chenle fluff #chenle smut #nct smut #nct angst

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sepptember · 2 months

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𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 :: spiderman smau.

characters included :: gwen stacy, hobie brown, miles morales, pavitr prabhakar.

cw :: probably ooc characters, but other than that none!

a/n :: goobysnoober is y/n's username!! there will be no faceclaim for reader, and I'll try to keep the description as neutral as possible! <3

goobysnoober

goobysnoober :: spending time with @.centamiles aka stealing his skateboard. (also I wanted to share the pretty leaf I found!)

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centimiles :: and that's the reason you have holes in your pants!

-> goobysnoober :: shut ☝️

pivotingpavitr :: the heart leaf is definitely hinting to something!!

-> gwenenough :: that's what I'm saying

-> centimiles :: @.gwenenough @.pivotingpavitr y'all have got to be on something 😭 it is just a leaf

gwenenough

gwenenough :: im already missing band practice

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goobysnoober :: my girlfriend is soso pretty omg. I'm gonna kiss you the next time I see you.

-> gwenenough :: STOP saying I'm your girlfriend on social media!! you're scaring the girls away.

centimiles :: uhm, where is my credit for taking that picture of you??

-> gwenenough :: omg thanks for clicking a button! that must've been so hard.

bobiehrown :: fuckin knew you were on your phone during practice. shame on you gwendy.

-> gwenenough :: oh boohoo as if you haven't done the same thing

-> goobysnoober :: I NEED to know when your guys next practice is. I miss hearing your music and I'm suffering withdrawals.

-> gwenenough :: @.goobysnoober no, you're having withdrawals from the snacks we have during practice.

-> goobysnoober :: @.bobiehrown can't believe you'd assume such a thing. you think so low of me :((

#miles morales x y/n #miles morales x you #miles morales x reader #gwen stacy x reader #gwen stacy x y/n #gwen stacy x you #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr prabhakar x you #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #satsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #atsv x reader #itsv x reader

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reveluving · 6 months

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omg phillip graves and his shy wifes first time together pls

Anon, baby! You're playing with my meow meow rn!! 😭💗 BUT LET'S GO

Includes: soft dom!graves (dating/pre-marriage), implications of virginity loss/bad past experiences, petnames ('pretty girl'), fingering, licking & marking, unprotected sex (p in v)

COD x shy!wife thots closed! Thank you, everyone, for your time & amazing minds! I sincerely hope I can do this again with y'all soon! 💌

Come & check out my COD m.list!

It starts with a kiss.

Kisses after kisses. He wants to ease you into the moment. To let you know that time wasn't of the essence and he won't (and would never) rush you into things to the point of scaring or downright pressuring you.

He'll be rougher or freakier with you some other time. When he knows you're more open to newer things, curious of what sex—no, making love has to offer.

“Y'sure you want this?” You nodded into his chest, and as cute as it was, he needed verbal confirmation, “‘M gonna need t’hear you say it, pretty girl.”

“Yes,” It was breathy, almost whispering, but your tone was pure need—he'd know hesitation when he hears or sees one, “Please, Phil. I need you… I–”

You paused, “I've always needed you.”

He effortlessly carried you to the bedroom, holding you up at the foot of the bed before gently laying you down.

He straightened up to remove his shirt, ‘taking the lead’ in undressing in hopes that you'd feel more comfortable with the idea.

“Mind if I take ‘em off?” He gestured to your shirt, kissing your jaw while waiting for your response. Even when you uttered a ‘mhm’, he didn't take them off immediately. Instead, his lips wandered wherever he could reach, then tested out with a few nips here and there.

Hearing your whimpers, barely able to cover up your moans, one could only imagine his self-restraint, dying to make an appearance to make you his. It was evident in the way he gripped the sheets next to your head.

He does the same with your pants/skirt, trailing kisses down your leg as the bottomwear slides off, leaving you in your undies.

He lets you cover yourself, only looking at you with a smile, despite the half-lidded gaze as he whispers in your ear.

“Always knew y'had a fine body,” He emphasized, unable to resist running his hands up and down your soft skin. He helps you with your bra—slowly, then your panties, teasing you with his tongue and noting the spots that make you jump, “Always so soft against me. Makes me fuckin’ hard just thinkin’ about it.”

He chuckles when he sees you cover your eyes, failing to control the rush of heat coursing through you.

Seeing this side of you, still so shy but also waiting to be ruined. It may not be his first time but damn, he could've fooled himself by the control he was nearly lacking.

He rests his head on your tummy, peering up at you through his lashes as he slides a finger in between your folds, pulling it away and delighted to find it wet and shiny. You can’t help but shiver when he groans upon easing his middle finger into you, the tiniest squelch reaches your ears.

He won’t stop until you’re finally used to three of his fingers, caressing your head and face as your face contorts in slight pain, then comes his favourites; eyes rolling back, lips parting and back arching, babbling against his lips ‘yes, yes, yes’ or begging him not to stop.

His cock looks painful at this point, holding himself back against the sheets despite the slight precum on the tip. He asks again, “Inside?”, and at this point, you have your arms around him, almost as if praying to just have him in you.

It’s hard not to stare at his body, especially as he throws his head back. His muscles flex as he wraps your legs around him, slowly bottoming out and letting you get used to his size; the girth is one thing, but the length is another.

A fraction of his resolve begins to chip away when he looks down at you, digging your nails into the sheets and throwing your head back into the pillow, and in a daze, he lunges, nipping and sucking on your neck. Licking up the thin layer of perspiration that covers you in amidst the heat. Giving into your desires, your carnal pleasure.

To finally have him as close to you as possible.

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lix-ables · 1 year

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🍬 shower thoughts with chan. (01.)

– bang chan x reader | words. 678 | smut includes, jerking off, teasing, vv slight exhibitionism, minors dni, part 1 of 3

– © lix-ables. translating and/or reposting is not allowed.

chan needed a cold shower. and stat.

when he realized he was hard, again, he needed to cool off before you got back from class. slipping inside the bathroom in a rush, he undressed, and took a good look in the mirror, staring.

“control yourself, chan,” he told his reflection as if it would be of any help at all. “you’re just being a horny idiot, and this needs to stop.”

but the need in his expression didn’t get lesser and his dick didn’t get any less hard. turning on the shower, and shaking his head, chan let the cold stream of water hit his body, his eyes closing the moment it trickled at first. he shouldn’t be feeling this way for someone he just met a couple weeks ago. right? right. someone who he promised himself he wouldn’t fall in love with or get hard for. someone who would be safe every time you went to him. a friend.

how did he let this happen?

he thought about how he needed to be close to you. god, he wanted to fuck you even. give you everything and anything you needed. with his hands, his mouth, his dick - if he was lucky.

his hands fell to his hips, and it had been so long since he relieved all this pressure. and the image of you, shifting in his lap, flashed before his eyes, encouraged by the water falling down his spine, and being incapable of stopping himself, he finally gave in and curled his fingers around his dick.

a groan, followed by a sigh slipped out of his mouth, and with a labored breath, he stroked himself, base to tip, teasing himself enough to let out another groan.

chan’s legs almost gave away under him, and he braced his other hand on the cool tiles of the shower, letting his head rest up against the tiles as he continued stroking himself. the slow, rough strokes that had him thinking of you once again, shutting his eyes in both pain and pleasure.

the thoughts he had about you if only you knew - just one of them. would you be scared of him? would you be ashamed to know him, or those thoughts? at that moment, none of that mattered, he’s going to talk to you about it, chan thought to himself. but right now, all he could think of, was how he’d have you under him - his lips exploring all over your body, tasting every inch of you, watching you squirm under him until -

“chan?”

he couldn’t stop now, it was too late. this is what you did to him, this is what you made him feel, every single time he saw you, since the moment he sat down next to you in that music theory class. he heard your voice break through the haze. “y/n?” he replied, longing, his voice almost a whisper.

without stopping his hand, he turned around to face the direction of your voice, where he found you - standing in the open bathroom doorway, in your coat, your bag almost falling from your grip. your cheeks, chan noticed, were a deep shade of pink, your eyes on his fist as it closed around his cock.

“fuck, y/n,” he rasped out, turning his body completely to face you, letting you see all of him, and he wasn’t even ashamed. it was too late now. “this is what you do to me, gorgeous.”

your eyes followed his movements, watching the way his body was just there, slumped, leaned up against the shower wall, chan’s fingers curled around the tip of his dick, teasing, and your blush spread.

“i can’t stop,” chan groaned, desperate, as he forced his hand to slow down.

“don’t stop,” you heard yourself say softly as your gaze met his before shifting, your eyes moved away for a second to his fist. to the way he was stroking his cock.

“eyes up, baby,” chan said, watching you, his hand now moving faster. “you like seeing me like this, don’t you?”

note. anyways, to-be-continued i guess? lemme if you want to be in the taglist for part two. i hope y'all like it omg ‹3

taglist. @hwajin @starlostseungmin @chrisbahng @niinjo @chvnnie @lixhues @joonszn @cherryhanji @blueberry-chan @dnadoublefelixx @ethereallino @stuckwithaphobiaa @chewryy @bangchanbabygirlx @zizis-world12 @aimeexx @whatudowhennooneseesyou @seobinniesshi @nightlychans @americanokisses @katieraven @comet-falls @hwan-g @svintsandghosts @idek-at-this-point-lol

#stray kids smut #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids smut drabbles #bang chan scenarios #bang chan imagines #bang chan smut #bang chan x reader #stray kids x reader #bang chan #stray kids

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teyamloak · 10 months

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It’s You

↳ conrad x y/n!

warnings: Conrad is 18 y/n is 16, cursing, smut, handjob, no sex.

✩ synopsis: y/n is back at cousins looking better than ever. She's prettier than she was last summer, the boys around her take note of that, especially Conrad.

✩ note: hi everyone, I hope y'all don't mind that I'm writing about something that isn't avatar. btw Anger part 3 is in the works it will be out soon!!

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it was a drive going down to cousins. I've missed it, I've missed annoying my brother, Steven with my "beautiful" singing voice. I've missed just sitting in our car and listening to music but the thing I've missed the most about cousins was a boy. Conrad fisher. Literally a goddess, a guy that would make you do a double take when he's walking by, a guy that can make you cum just by looking at them, Conrad Fisher. I've had a crush on him since I was a little girl. he was so perfect you would have to be gay to not have a crush on him, even then you still would.

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pulling into their driveway felt crazy, being there felt life-changing. Steven was the first one to get out of the car, and Jeremiah was the first to be outside.

Jeremiah was Conrad's younger brother, they were complete opposites sometimes you would wonder how they were even related, Conrad was dark, very dark while Jeremiah was bright and light-hearted. Jeremiah and I were best friends, he was so fun to be around and he wasn't nonchalant like Conrad was you could always know what Jeremiah was thinking or feeling but you couldn't with Conrad and I hated that.

I stayed in the car for a couple of seconds because I was scared and because I wanted to enjoy everything, eventually I put my feet on the ground and got out. Jeremiah and Steven were talking and my mom was already inside after giving Jeremiah the biggest hug a mom could give. Once I got out everything stopped, their conversation, their laughter, everything.

Jeremiah was checking me out, it was so obvious, everything he felt was always written on his face.

Slowly walking towards me he says "I missed you little one"

"I hate when you call me that you guys are literally one year older than me" I shouted because he was still a little far away from me

"I don't care you'll always be little to us, come here beautiful" saying this while pulling out his arms and waiting for me to give him a big ass hug.

he hugged me like we'd never hugged before, it was nice and sweet. After a couple of seconds, I stood there waiting for Conrad to come out and say hi to me. I've missed him, I needed to see him.

It is like I had summoned him he appeared like he was reading my mind. He was quick with the way he was walking he looks like he needed to be somewhere. he was busy with the hood part of his hoodie but then he stopped and looked at me. He smiled. He smiled at me. He smiled while looking at me. OMG.

He walks towards me and for I moment I felt at home I felt safe. He was still smiling when he was walking towards me.

“I liked you better with glasses,” he says joking around with me “Well I like myself without them” joking back. “you look the same you know that” “Is that a bad thing?” I said, i was hurt in a way, was he calling me ugly? “no, not at all I just think you look the same, yk good looking and stuff” The last part he said so fast that if I moved an inch I would miss it.

“you think i’m good looking and stuff?” I said excitedly, frantic to know his answer “ofc you’ve always been a good-looking kid, you would think your sister is good-looking no matter what wouldn’t you” This wasn’t a question this was a fact to him.

he had just friend-zoned me but also immediately after he had sister zoned me. He was saying that he found me “good-looking and stuff” because a big brother would always think their sister was good-looking.

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waking into the house for the first time since last summer felt so unreal. nothing had changed everything was the same, Susannah was standing beautifully with my mom in the kitchen they had already started preparing something for all of us to eat.

while they were preparing something I went into my room to unpack. I’ve missed my room, I’ve missed my beautiful light blue walls. I’ve missed my bear. Conrad gave me him when we were at the boardwalk when we were younger his name is Junior Mint.

I grabbed him and hugged him I put my nose to his head, I’ve missed the way he smelt. I loved him so much not only because Conrad won him for me, I loved him because he reminded me of that day. yeah, that day was bad I mean Conrad was eye fucking the girl at the game and yeah it maybe made me cry but at least he won Junior Mint for me.

Jeremiah came bouncing into my room and saw me smelling Junior Mint. “you still have that old thing?” “Obviously I still have it if I’m holding him, dummy” Jeremiah and I were best friends we joked around with each other like this our whole lives. “I know dummy what I meant was WHYYY do you still have him, he’s mad old” he stated while mocking me. “because I love him plus he helps me sleep” “lmao you’re so cute y/n” I laughed with him I don’t think much when Jeremiah calls me cute because he isn’t Conrad.

“KIDS COME DOWNSTAIRS DINNER IS READY” the one yelling was my mother.

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owe were all sat at the dinner table, Jeremiah and Steven were on their phones and Conrad was sitting o looking down at his plate and waiting to eat. “can y’all get off your phone and eat your food” “mom there’s a party we are going to after this” Jeremiah says talking to Susannah. “who’s going?” she says like a man would. “all of us” he says quickly “Even y/n” She says this with the most questionable tone ever, yeah maybe I don’t go to parties but damn. “no obviously not y/n, she’s too young for that cmon mom” I was offended but I was even more embarrassed he’s was not only calling me a kid but calling me a kid in front of Conrad. But I stayed quiet like normal. “I’m not going either.” everyone stayed quiet he wasn’t going to a party?? “what the hell do you mean you aren’t going bro,” Steven said confused as hell. “I’m not really feeling like going to a party today” “Well then it’s just going to be just you and y/n because me and your mother are going to a book signing.” “cmon Conrad come with us you don’t want to be bored, alone with y/n, do you?” “I don’t mind it,” he said well going back to eating.

did I hear the right…. Conrad and I will be alone in the summer house, ALONE.

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Conrad is downstairs watching a movie and I can’t move, he invited me to watch the movie with him but I can’t move.

“y/n the movie is already starting where are you?” while saying this he’s opening my door and looking for me. I was in the bathroom with the door wide open looking at myself in the mirror.

I look different then I did last summer that was obviously but the one thing that I didn’t remember or that I tried not to remember was how my body had changed. My body was completely different i had bigger boobs and a nice tight ass.

I felt good about my new body but at this moment while I looked at myself in the mirror I felt ugly and it was even worse that conrad was looking at me.

“what are you doing tiny?” he had a confused looked in his face but said this jokingly

“um, getting ready for yk the movie and stuff” “Why did you change your clothes, it’s just a movie downstairs, we aren’t going out. Unless you want to go out” he kept rambling clearly uncomfortable but i couldn’t figure out why.

maybe it was the fact that we were alone for the first time or maybe it was the fact that he was in my room

I turned around ready to leave my room and go downstairs

“I wanted to look nice I was looking crazy when I got here plus I just took a shower” pulling my wet hair in front of my face so he can see it “seeee it’s wet” he slaps my hand because of how close my hand was to his face.

“I can tell you showered, you don’t smell bad anymore,” he said this with a stone-cold face that made me think he was telling the truth

we stayed silent for a couple of seconds and then he started laughing like he said the funniest thing in the world. “your face is so funny tiny you look so cute, just like a baby”

why did he always have to compare me to a baby why couldn’t he just stop once he said I was cute?

“let’s go tiny” he reaches for my hand and i grab onto it, this felt nice.

as we reach the bottom of the stairs he let go of my hand, the loss made me feel sad almost alone.

he reaches down and grabs the remote, pressing play.

“Since I know you like scary movies I decided we could watch one”

smiling I sit down next to him, not saying a word

he presses play and the movie starts.

an hour has gone by and we have a blanket covering us now, it normally doesn’t get cold at night but it did today. It was only 8 which meant we were going to be alone for another hour.

Conrad hasn’t said a word to me since the movie started and neither did I, I was afraid of saying something.

but I decided to stop being a little girl I was tired of him looking at me like I was a baby I was tired of him calling me “tiny” like I was a child.

so I did something that I never thought I would do, I removed the blanket that we were under and got on his lap, he was intently confused.

“what the fuck are you doing y/n,” he said coldly

but I ignored it instead I looked him in his eyes and started to move my hips back and forth like I was riding him. I’ve never done something like this but it felt so good.

I kept looking at him and he kept looking at me

I felt him get hard underneath me so I know he liked this I knew that he wanted me.

“get off yn,” he said but it came off as a whimper it was low and soft

I looked at him hurt but I never stopped what I was doing “Why” “You don’t understand what you’re doing rn y/n, you’re just a little girl”

that got me mad rightfully so

so I got off but I wasn’t done, I looked at him the minute I got off and saw that he regretted what he said it looked like he missed what I was doing to him, and from his hard dick I knew he wanted more, so I gave him more

my tiny hands started to unbuckle his belt he didn’t stop me he just watched me; studying me.

I took off his belt and put it to the side then I quickly started to undo his button and then pulled down his zipper he was wearing black polo underwear.

“y/n?” he said suddenly, he noticed that I had stopped at the site on his underwear. the boldness that I had before was gone and I regretted what I had done.

but Conrad didn’t want me to stop as much as he told himself that he did he knew that he didn’t want that.

without thinking Conrad brought down his pants and pulled out his thick white dick. It was the first dick i’ve ever seen, i’ve never watched porn and i definitely didn’t know what i was doing.

“come here, tiny” his voice now bolder and stronger

he was stroking his dick while talking and looking me in the eyes.

“don’t call me that” I said putting my head down now ashamed

“do you have a problem with me calling you tiny”

“yes I do I’m not a baby and I’m not tiny, it’s stupid and I don’t like it”

“well, then that’s all you had to say, now come here before I realize how this is a big mistake.”

normally that would hurt my feeling but this time and this moment it made me happy

i obeyed him like I always did. he grabbed my hand and placed it on his dick, his hand was on top of my hand and he started to grip my hand so it could grip tighter around his thick dick.

he started to move my hand up and down, he moaned loud and hard. I started to move my hand faster as his moans got louder I knew that I was doing this right because of his moans and the way he threw his head back.

“god, y/n im about to cum, be a good girl and open your mouth.”

and I did of course I did I was here for him, I was made for him.

I leaned forward towards his dick and I opened my mouth, he started to stroke himself fast asf

he didn’t take his eyes off me

“omg fuck, fuckkkkk”

then he came all over my mouth and face.

he didn’t even have to tell me to swallow it because i did the second it was in my mouth, it tasted so fucking good, it tasted almost like nothing.

he moaned so loud, he grabbed my face and pulled me close to kiss me, this was the first real kiss I ever had and I just followed his lead.

he was sweet and slow with the kiss like he wanted to prove that this meant a lot to him.

he pulled away and continued to look at me

“I want to fuck you but that won’t happen today, you’re too perfect to be fucked on the floor like you don’t mean anything to me because y/n you mean everything to me”

I was happy with that, I was so fucking happy that he respected me enough to know that, that was exactly what I wanted and need to hear.

“Are you okay with that, my love?” “yeah Conrad I’m actually very happy you said that.”

“let’s go clean your face before the others come I don’t want them to know what happened so can I trust you to keep this a secret?”

a secret, wow a secret.

“why would this be a secret? Don’t you like me?” “Of course I like you y/n it’s just I’m older than you and the others wouldn’t understand especially your brother, he would kill me for having his sister’s face full of cum, and he would murder me knowing how much I enjoyed it.”

“Okay, Conrad anything you want” I was mad but I understand where he was coming from he was 18 about to go to college and I was 16 about to start my junior year in high school. Our parents would freak knowing what had happened.

Conrad stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me up, “Let’s get you cleaned up”

Hi y'all I hope you enjoyed this part i’m pretty sure i will be making a part 2 which will contain more smut and stuff, also i wrote this before season 2 of tsitp came out so it takes place then!!!!

#Spotify #the summer i turned pretty #tsitpedit #tsitp conrad #belly x conrad #conrad x reader #conrad fisher #team conrad #jeremiah fisher #love #smut #summer #beach #blow up #explore

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mangoposts · 5 months

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okay but Matt with a breeding kink?? it makes me froth at the mouth- like he's already said he wants a lot of kids- (I don't know about 8 though..) but he'd for sure look up "top 10 positions for making a baby" and he'd want to try them- "hey my love, I just ran across this list and I was wondering if you wanted to try them out :)"

he'd make you lay on your back because it's the "best position to get pregnant in"

^ he'd for sure put a pillow underneath your hips ^

y'all would go SEVERAL rounds just so he can be sure he got enough inside of you ;)

(on a sweet note: he'd kiss all over your stomach after y'all are done)

annd he'd keep track of when you ovulate

(I wouldn't be surprised if this man had a period tracker on his phone just for this-)

he'd tell you shit like "you know you don't have to keep taking your birth control if you don't want to right?" or "would it really be a big deal if we got pregnant?"

(^ not in a toxic way, he'd stop if you expressed you were uncomfortable ^)

AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE DIRTY TALK- "I'm gonna fill you up", "I'm gonna make you an actual mama" OR "you're gonna look so sexy with my baby inside of you"- OMG

(getting pregnant scares tf out of me but I'm setting fire to any of my birth control if he suggested ANY of this)

okay I need to stfu :') I'm so sorry for the horny rant- <3<3

THISSSS THISSSSSSSSSS

Matt would make sure to do everything absolute right and want to try right away the moment you discuss finally having kids. Goes multiple rounds and asks if you feel different immediately afterwards 😭Kissing and caressing your stomach as if theres already life in there bruh

Also keeps better track of your period than you, literally starts cheering when he notices your period is three days late

“Babe, we should check”

“Matt it’s normal for it to be a little la-“

“WE SHOULD CHECK”

#I want his kids #matt sturniolo

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vrmxlho · 1 year

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So can you make a fluff headcanon about blue lock with bachira and/or isagi. Your choice Feel free to ignore this have a nice day/night and take care of yourself

i'm gonna be honest w y'all i have no idea if i'm good at fluff cuz my bf and i are not fluffy at all (i don't think???) so if this is shit don't be afraid to tell me lmao T-T +++ btw thank you sm for requesting <33 SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO MAKE THIS I WAS SCARED TO WRITE IT LMAO ++ i couldn't stop writing once i started so this is hella long

MEGURU BACHIRA 蜂楽廻

bachira's love language is 100% physical touch like you cannot tell me he doesn't love just holding you or kissing you or holding your hand

he could be in a really shit mood but as soon as he sees you and is able to feel your presence next to him, he's forgotten about whatever was pestering him before

if you like flowers he'll get you flowers every. fucking. time.

and if you don't like them or are allergic, that's what lego flowers are for!

i can just imagine him buying those lego flowers and staying up till like 4 making them for you because he just wants you to be happy

i also feel like he's scared of abandonment :((( and that just means he's always with you, always pestering you, always talking to you

he just needs reassurance that you'll stay with him

ok when i said his love language is 100% physical touch i lied, it's both physical touch and quality time

gosh he will come up with the most weird and complicated reasons as to why he has to see you right now

he mostly does it cuz he loves being around you but also because of how annoyed and petty you get, he finds it so so funny 😒

"i broke my foot, i can't play football anymore" "WHAT? ARE YOU OKAY? I'M COMING OVER, I KNOW FOOTBALL MEANS THE WORLD TO YOU </3333" turns out he had not in fact broken his foot, he just wanted to see you. god, this boy is so oblivious he just needed to text you something simple like "come over" and you would've been on your way, there was absolutely no reason to lie about it LMAOO

omg ok hear me out

bachira does not have an ideal date as long as its with you

when asked the question "how would you like to spend a whole day with your s/o?" he just thought 'wtf' like???? i love them sm, i could be picking up garbage and still enjoy it if i'm with my s/o

all his friends called him a simp, but he was proud abt it, after all who wouldn't simp for you

he's also really spontaneous, yk with his 'ego' and everything

y'all could just be hanging out and then suddenly out of nowhere you're at a theme park, or at the beach, or a kiddie park

once during the summer, when it was too hot to do anything except complain and eat ice-lollies, he pulled you all the way to a theme park just to have a change of scenery

"please bachira, it's like 30º, we're gonna die" "will you shut up about the heat? you're like a little baby, i promise it'll be fun" and oh was he right. it was getting warmer and warmer but not even a heat wave couldn't ruin the fun. you had gone on all of the rides at least twice but nothing could beat the relaxing water log one. the two of you kept cutting the line as soon as you were done, jumping over the metal barriers and running from the security guard who was sure he'd just seen you (am i going crazy he thought). after about the fifth time he was just so done with the two of you he gave up. you'd be drifting on the log, splashing each other with the kinda gross water. neither of you could stop laughing (nobody knows why), everyone around you thought you were maniacs, but neither of you cared.

although he's always happy when receiving presents, he prefers giving you presents

and by presents i don't mean rlly expensive things but more like little things that remind him of you

he saw a paperclip that was shaped like a heart? present material

your favourite soda? present

you really liked that one song??? well he knows about three more like that, he's making you a playlist as we speak

is it any good? um excellent question! not too sure about his music taste...

just like him it's all over the place

your music tastes do not go well together but that's not gonna stop either one of you from trying to brainwash the other into liking your favourite songs

"this is ass, i can feel my brain melting" "y/n, this song saved my life" "and it's pushing me off the edge, please get a grip" he gets really pouty and pretends he hates you, but that lasts about five minutes because deep down he knows you're right 😭

omg and his kisses

he's never awkward of hesitant about it, he just goes straight for it

your very first kiss was a bit random, the two of you were just talking before he leaned in and quickly pecked your lips, you were a blushing mess, and he liked seeing you like this so he did it again, and again, everywhere this time, your eyes, you forehead, both cheeks, the sides of your lips that were super ticklish

and he does this every time

one kiss isn't enough he needs at least 8!

he does not care about PDA, in fact the more ppl who know you're his, the better

if y'all were any trope it would definitely be childhood sweethearts, yk when you marry your best friend in like primary school? yeah, he probably proposed to you

"to y/n i give my most prized possession, my football" "bachira, i'm tired, i don't feel like playing today" "nonono this is just a gift for the bride" oh silly child, he's not asking you to play with him. he's in love with you <33333

his mother (yu bachira) is literally molly weasley incarnate

like she's out here locking you in their house, there's no way she's letting you go back home?? no, you're her guest!

has a list of foods you like and don't like just so whenever you're home she can cook for you and everything 🥲

she's currently teaching bachira how to cook your favourite meals, she'd never want you to raise a single finger, ever

YOICHI ISAGI 潔世一

the world's purest, but also the world's most talkative person ever

homeboy has an average of 10000 words spoken per day (fyi that's a lot)

he just wants to tell you about everything <333

if anything, even the smallest thing, happens when you're not there with him he's 100% filling you in later

hosts a daily ted talk where he just tells you about all the other guys and how they suck 🙄 and how he's getting better at football and like he's pulling up stats you've never heard of???

"and i checked his stats and the only thing he's better at is aerial duels, but it's only by 0.2, so honestly who cares right?? i mean its negligible" "like the charge of a neutron" "wtf is a neutron?" no babe, wtf does 0.2 aerial duel mean??? since when can you fly??? (it's when players fight for the ball while jumping btw)

but don't get me wrong that does not mean he doesn't listen cuz he's such a good listener omg, the best one honestly

why's he good at everything dammit

he loves hearing about your day

he'll ask you about it without fail every single day and he genuinely listens it not like he's doing it out of common curtesy he just loves hearing from you

to him, you could make the most uneventful day sound interesting

he'll be looking at you in awe like a little child being told about magic or smth like that (this was not a great analogy help)

and that makes him supper attentive too

he can instantly tell when something's even slightly off and somehow he knows exactly how to make you feel better

omg he's the type of boyfriend who has a polaroid of you in his phone case and he just stares at it from time to time

OMG I CAN IMAGINE HIM TRYING THOSE FUCKING TIKTOK FILTERS WHICH ARE LIKE "THE INITIAL IT LANDS ON IS YOUR SOULMATE"

and he takes them soooo fucking seriously, unless it's not your initial, no, then that's bullshit 😰🫡

he's 100% husband material, marry him rn like actually

unlike bachira he already knows how to cook and he's gonna get physical if he ever sees you doing anything, he's more like bachira's mother in that way

his ideal date is walking around and going on cute ass picnic dates

ESPECIALLY IN AUTUMN WHEN THE CHERRY BLOSSOM FLOWER PETALS ARE LIKE GENTLY FALLING AND FLYING IN THE WIND OMG

he loves when y'all go on dates when it's a bit chilly

"why didn't you wear a jacket?" "it would ruin my outfit" :(((( "ugh, just wear mine then, i don't want you getting a cold" it really wasn't cold that day. you just wanted to wear his coat. little did you know that isagi too was praying that he'd be able to pull of that move, he'd been thinking about it ever since he saw those stupid rom-coms where the guy gives his crush his coat and then they fall in love or smth. my silly children 😪

his love language is quality time, he hates being ignored and he wants to be with the people he loves at all times possible

lucky for him everyone loves him, he's such a sweetheart

his favourite pastime (apart from football ofc) is lying in your lap while you read him a book, gossip or just sit in the silence

he loves looking at you from below especially after that one time he saw the sun shining from behind your head and he swore you looked like an angel (you really did, i was there)

omg listen to this

y'all have a bit of a rivalry when it comes to bowling

you're both so god awful at it but you're both also convinced you're better than the other

"you're supposed to be aiming at the pins, not the hole..." "okay in my defence, when shooting you usually aim for the place with no defenders, so you can score!!" "don't pretend this is about football, you just suck 😒"

he loves kissing you, its the best thing ever

your first kiss was a bit awkward but it had its charm

you both had already been together for a while now but neither of you knew how to initiate the kiss

until you both were laughing at the dumbest joke he'd ever made in his whole life (he still cringes at the memory of it)

you just looked so fucking beautiful, with small tears in your eyes from laughing too much, a smile wide and that cute laugh

he couldn't help it so he just pushed himself onto you

and keep in mind there was some distance between the two of you so when he kissed you the two of you fell

but i mean, at least it was memorable???

gosh you both are the definition of first and last love <3333

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kyuala · 2 years

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7 minutes in heaven with treasure

these are all assuming ur comfortable w it of course! a tiny bit suggestive in yedam's part but that's it. enjoy!

hyunsuk

no 'cause he was sure your name wasn't gonna come out and when it does he just stands there like 😬 bc he knows what's coming

takes the loooooongest time to walk into the damn closet 'cause he just can't believe this is happening and he's sure ur gonna back out any second now

so so so nervous once inside omg homeboy definitely fits the "scratching the back of his neck" cliche it's so cute

tries to change the subject constantly to create a distraction like oh this random old box sitting on a shelf is suddenly so interesting i wonder whats in there what do u think its in there and its like hyunsuk do u even know the purpose of this game

wont make a move and will not BELIEVE u when u do either. hes just staring at you mouth hanging open eyes the size of saucers when u start getting close to him but his hands instinctively go to ur waist hehe

keeps giggling into the kiss and going "sorry im so nervous" nooooooo

won't stop cheesing when he walks out even through all the teasing but just one look at the boys will get them acting straight <3

jihoon

his friends are teasing him but he's teasing YOU

literally has that dumbass smirk on his face the ENTIRE time from the moment your name is called out up until you are both inside that closet

no roundabouts he wants to jump straight into it LMAO

like he's Calm but he's still teasing you in a way that u know what he wants but also he lets u know yall dont have to do anything ur not comfortable with u know

which is code for I Am Here If You Want Me Too. like he's so insufferable he will not put his money where his mouth is and just make a fucking move, no he wants you to come to him 🙄

if u give him the satisfaction he'll be the smuggest mf on this planet. but also he'll match his pace to yours like u want some soft kissing and his fingers lightly caressing your hips? he's got that. you want his mouth to devour yours while his hand is all tangled up in your hair? he's definitely got that too

im feeling faint this is sickening

i will say this a lot throughout this post but he's the king of walking out w your hand in his feeling like a million bucks biggest smirk you have ever seen on his fucking face like he invented that

yoshi

soooo so so shy like he wont look u in the eyes from the moment it's decided you'll both go into the closet u will not catch sight of his eyeballs

probably stands outside until you have to INVITE him in. he's like a vampire

VERY awkward only speaks when you ask him a question or make a passing comment abt something. then he starts relaxing a little and even joking around a bit to calm down

if you make a move on him i mean he will not complain but if it's up to him he'll only kiss you when there's like 40 seconds left for you guys to go back into the living room 😭 then when jihoon bangs on the door he's like "wait already??" all clueless n shit 🤕

wont immediately sit down by your side when y'all walk out bc he doesnt want to seem clingy or scare you but u can surely feel him gravitating towards u for the rest of the night

literally most likely to text u after the night's over to let u know he enjoyed it a lot then locks his phone and throws it on his bed kicking his feet giggling etc etc

junkyu

when both of y'all names get called out he's just frozen in place with that one surprised smile on his face like 😃

tries to convince both of your friends that maybe he doesn't need to go through with this at all or there must've been a mistake when picking the names

has to be shoved into the closet with you and you'd think he doesn't want this but he just wants it too much and is freaking out about it (you can hear jihoon's "THANK ME LATER" through the door)

probably goes straight into apology mode for his friends' behavior bc he just assumes you don't want to be there and when ur like no seriously it's cool being stuck in a closet with you isn't so bad wink wink he's like Oh ?

that's when his whole demeanor changes like you can actually see the gears turning in his head and he starts powering through his stuttering words to shyly flirt with you and it's the cutest thing in the whole world 😫

feel like making a move is 50/50 for junkyu. he waits for you to do it first but if you don't he will and thats a threat

his kisses are so soft and his hands never leave your waist or your cheek. probably doesn't want to go past that tho like he'll barely be able to breathe if ur hands start going down his body please dont do this to him rn 🤕

will not hear the end of thissss from his friends but his blushy cheeks n the smile that doesnt leave his face for the rest of the night tell u that maybe he doesn't want to

mashiho

super calm when he finds out it's going to be you but on the inside he's like FUCK YEAAAAAAA

a true Gentleman, opens the door for you and gestures for you to go inside first with a soft smile

honestlyyyy if mashi is already comfortable w you, he's going all in in no time 😶 like he'll really be talking about the coat hangers while simultaneously backing you up against the wall like it's nothing

if y'all are not that comfortable w each other yet he'll still be giving you The Eyes and The Smile and you'll know. You Will Know

type to sigh into the kiss, to smile against your lips, to squeeze your hips (or ass if you let him 😶‍🌫️) real tight, to get you out of breath, to wait for you to catch it while caressing your skin under your shirt and looking intently at your lips...... this man has got it ALL he makes me crazy in da head

also the type to be like wanna get out of this uncomfortable ass closet? and ur like ? we still got like 2 minutes tho and he's like idk about you but i plan on kissing you the whole night so we got a little bit longer than that, actually

so satisfied with himself when y'all walk out he can't even hear all the teasing it's like the comments bounce off of his puffed chest right onto the floor 'cause all that matters is you pressed up against his side

yea good luck surviving him 🥰

jaehyuk

probably pulls your name himself lmao this game is rigged and he doesnt even care to hide it

big hand on ur back kinda guy, guides you to the closet letting everybody know ur business and what's about to go down

probably doesn't go straight to the point, keeps his hands on your sides, fingers going in circular motions on ur skin, just talking to you to make sure you're comfortable with this. and teasing you a little bit too this is jaehyuk we're talking about

as soon as he gets the okay tho? boy is making MOVES

like seriously bro he will not let a single second of those seven minutes go to waste when making out with you in there, he'll devour you if you let him

type to bite ur lips and smile against your mouth but you did NOT hear it from me

walks out proudly with your hand in his and responds to every teasing comment with "yes and...?" like he's sure you'll get ur turn sometime jeongwoo u can sit down now

asahi

tell me why this is the most he's ever hated his friends

i feel like the ONLY reason he'd ever willingly go into that goddamn closet is so you don't get the wrong message and think he's not into you and get upset. 'cause we all know you cannot get hamada asahi to do something he doesn't want to

probably not as awkward as you'd think he'd be once inside. if the air's stuffy and you feel stiff then that's on you he's chilling

there is a certain tension in the air bc of the nature of your....situation but he will let you know it's cool to just hang out in silence for 7 minutes in a random dark closet if that's what you want

absolutely will not make a move on you but if you wanna try something he is opennnn

doesn't get past a couple kisses tho, he's not about to get freaky in the aforementioned random dark closet

tries his best to keep his mind blank when y'all finally have to walk out of there and face your friends and fails SPECTACULARLY you can see the blush in his cheeks and ears spreading all the way down to his neck and chest and it's super cute

yedam

God answers prayers and they're all yedam's

tries so hard to make it seem like he's chill but gestures for you to walk inside first just to then immediately do the same thing and bump into you bc his brain is malfunctioning

i feel like this is baseline for yedam but.... panicked AND confident? thats his brand.

has a certain nervousness about him but is able to put that down in like a minute or two, tops

will make a move LMFAO are we not being real here. but will make it seem 100% seamless and smooth with how he gets you talking and laughing and more relaxed before sneakily placing a hand on your waist and then ur like Oh .

i don't think he'd go in with the intention of taking this too much further like he's VERY okay with just some heated making out but if hands were to inevitably slip past hemlines.......... WHO is he to say no to you honestly

noooooo 'cause i have this very clear image of him walking out with either ur hand in his or his hands on ur hips and he's got this smug smile on his face but he's not an idiot about it and he feels on top of the world like that is so yedam.

doyoung

so surprised when ur name gets called out i can just imagine him going "oh my god??" out loud like in that one iconic fancall

all shy smiles and gentlemanliness like really the type to open the door to this dank ass cubicle and be like "after you (=^ω^=)"

kind of shy but not in a way that he clams up?

his main concern is making sure you feel respected and comfortable so his thoughts are all about it but also how does he convey to you that he's dts (down to smooch)

i also dont think he'd make a move like. at all. out of respect for you

even if he does keep complimenting you and making conversation to ease the tension

if u guys do end up kissing everything is so so soft w him like he truly TRULY is the type to break a kiss to giggle and u can still feel his lips so so close to yours and it tickles and that just makes u guys giggle even more i cant do this

tell me why i have this v clear image of him walking out of the closet first to protect u from the onslaught of teasing (hand holding optional) and while he takes it all with a coy smile on his face he just pumps his fist into the air in victory after like 5 seconds

haruto

no cause he'd be SO BASHFUL

literally doesnt look you in the eye and when u ask him if he wants to go in first or if u should his mouth does a keyboard smash irl cause his brain just cant comprehend

when ur like ok! i'll do it 😊 he thinks he falls in love. ruto sensitive guy agenda is alive and well

once inside i feel like it wouldn't be awkward but he'd just be quiet. kind of afraid of messing up (what he believes to be) his one shot with you u know? 😕

won't make a move 'cause he's too paralyzed by the way you look under the dim light like he seriously can't think this isnt a joke

probably keeps his arms at his sides once you go and kiss him LMFAO and it's super cute 'cause he just doesnt know what to do but u can tell he's slowly getting more confident by how smoother his kisses become and how firmer his grip on ur hips gets

when he walks out he can feel his whole face burning but as the night goes on you keep noticing how he tries to stay close to you and how he keeps teasing and annoying you as he becomes more comfortable in ur presence

jeongwoo

was praying so hard for this you could probably look over at him and catch him mouthing and chanting your name when jaehyuk's trying to bring a little suspense to the game and taking forever to pull the names out

sighs in relief when he hears it's you but then freezes in place 'cause oh my god did they just see me do that

doesnt even do anything once inside the closet tho LMFAO like ruto is right outside the door ear pressed up against it to catch any goss and he's like r yall alive????

honestly the chances of jeongwoo actually making any sort of move are so low bc he thinks staring at you non-stop already means the ball's in your court

will be sooooooo happy when u pull him in for the kiss though like oh my god you can see it in his face. his kisses are probably a lil clumsy at the beginning but he's a fast learner he'll get the hang of this soon enough

either stays quiet at his friends' teasing or says something dumb to defend the both of you but it's endearing bc it's jeongwoo and he's blushing and stuttering over his words and he's jeongwoo

u can tell he keeps eyeing you for the restttt of the night and he only looks away when you catch him like half the time

junghwan

speechless but cant stop smiling

so respectful with the space he keeps from you while walking into the closet you'd think he's still social distancing

barely says a word aside from like "our friends are......" and then a Sigh but he's v v open to whatever you wanna talk about

so immersed in the chit chat he doesn't even think about the situation u guys are in until there's a silence and he Remembers

also won't make a move like he won't even hold your hand unless you reach out first

i feel like junghwan's heart can rly only handle 1 (One) shy kiss like the rest of the time will be spent holding hands and idly making conversation even though all he can think about is how he wants to kiss you again so bad

stays silent when u walk out of the closet even if there's teasing and he's barely able to look you in the eyes for the rest of the night

blushes whenever he speaks to you again

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