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โjjk men begging and making you give them one more, pumping you full of their cum in the process
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๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ: smut, breeding, unprotected sex, rough sex, pet names, praise, belly bulge, begging, dub con themes, overstimulation, mean! toji, whiny! choso, soft! nanami
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โNng Satoruโ no more, โs too much.โ you mewled, your legs high on Gojoโs shoulders as he fucked deep into you, toned hips slamming against the underside of your thighs loudly.
โPlease princess. Fuck. Please take it,โ he groaned, โTake it fโ me yeah? Need it sโ badโ shit- my pretty pussy.โ His breaths speeding up along with his thrusts. โDoing so well.โ
You could only let out a loud cry, your back arching when you felt Gojoโs cock hitting perfectly into your g spot. Hammering the gummy spot till you were seeing stars, vision blurred and your grip on the sheets tightening. โSatoru, oh fuckโ nnngh,โ
โThereโs my good girlโ you can do it princess. Youโre almost there, fuck. Just one more fโ me.โ he breathed.
Gojo smirked at your state underneath him, your eyes rolled back and your lips parted in short screams that matched the rhythm of his thrusts. Your face stained with both drool and tears as you were fucked into your 6th orgasm no doubt.
โThatโs it princess. Last one okay? Took it so well, fuck. Love ya so much.โ He grunted, thrusts sloppy as he brought you both to the edge. Bringing his hand down to rub small circles on your sensitive clit making you squirm back with a loud mewl.
โNuh uhโ sensitive,โ you cried, your puffy eyes meeting Gojoโs stern ones. Your chest heaving as Gojo kept up his torture, pussy spasming around his girth.
โCum for me baby, let it all out.โ he coaxed, letting out long breaths as his eyes closed. Feeling you squirt around his cock with a cry of his name. โHmm, so good fโ me. Gonna cum in ya now kay?โ
Stuffing his twitching cock as far as it could reach, his hips still as he let himself spill inside you. Moaning at the way your pussy drank it all while you moaned at how full it made you.
Gojo leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. โThat wasnโt so bad now was it?โ
โฎ ๐๐๐๐
โS-Suguruโ wait, no more.โ you whimpered, Geto flipping your body so that you were laying flat on your chest, hands gripping the sheet as he rolled his hips into you from on top. โโS too much Suguru.โ
Geto only hummed, his thrusts hard and picking up its pace as he brought his lips to your neck. โOh cโmon sweet thing, whereโs the fun in that. Just take it yeah?โ
You let out a loud cry, feeling your boyfriend grinding meanly into your gummy spot. His hips slamming against your ass noisily as he fucked you deep. โItโs just one more i promise.โ he groaned, โOne more and youโre done for the night.โ
His cock bullying its way even deeper into your heat with his hot breath on your skin. A string of mewls falling past your lips and your grip on his sheets tightening, your eyes tearing up as your back arched under him.
โAhhโ Suguru.โ
Geto let out a deep grunt, โLook at you, taking it like a good girl fโ me. Fuck,โ
Your body trembled with a choked scream, broken whimpers filling the air as Geto fucked you past the edge. Feeling a pool of heat building in your core as your toes curled. โSuguruโ nngh, โm close,โ
โYeah? Gonna cum for me sweet thing?โ he cooed, thrusts getting rough and sloppy as he approached his release. โFuck, โm close too baby, gonna fill you up so good.โ
Your moans were shaky when your pussy tightened around him, your lips parting in heavy breaths and your eyes rolling back as you came, spraying messily onto the sheets below.
Geto swallowed hard at the sight. โShit, so fucking hot.โ Slowing his thrusts until he was giving his final grinds against your ass. His thick cock twitching against your walls before spurts after spurts of the sticky substance filled you up.
โThere we go.โ
โฎ ๐๐๐๐๐
โChoso babyโ i donโt think i can take it.โ you moaned, your boyfriendโs hands locked tightly around you as he rut his hips into your tightness.
โYouโve gotta take it, i need you to.โ he whimpered, โPlease, please, please take it. โM so close again.โ His thrusts hard and uncoordinated as his balls slapped messily onto your skin. Lewd squelching sounds filling the room as Choso fucked himself to release.
โAhhโ Choso, โs so much.โ you cried out, your boyfriendโs long dick fucking into your sensitive walls, sending shivers through your shaking body.
โItโs just one more, please,โ he whined, โyou can take one more, youโve done it before.โ Refusing to let you go as he lost himself in the feeling of your perfect pussy wrapped around him.
You mewled when Choso found a way to speed up his pace even more, his eyes rolling back as he felt himself getting close.
โO-oh nngโ are you close too baby? Please tell me youโre close,โ he cried, โNeed to cum in you so bad.โ His thrusts sloppy as the throb of his cock intensified, squeezing you tighter into him with a loud moan.
โH-hahh,โ you breathed, your chest heaving as you felt yet another orgasm washing over you. You would never get a break at this point, Choso was just too lost in it. โMhm, โm close.โ
Choso smiling into your skin while slamming his cock deep past your slippery walls, both of you filling the room with your noises as you creamed his cock with shaky legs and curled toes.
โThank you, thank you, thank you,โ Choso mewled, thrusts slowing down as he spilled all his cum into your insides.
โฎ ๐๐๐๐
โTojiiiโ i canโt, no more.โ you sniffled. Your face down and your ass up with both your hands held tightly behind your back with one of his.
โYes you can.โ the man grunted, โyou can fucking take it and youโre going to fucking take it.โ His eyes dark as he slammed hard into your tight pussy, his girth stretching you out while you clenched down on him.
โBut Tojiiiโ โs too much,โ your cries had already turned to sobs. Fat tears drenching your face as you were rocked roughly into the mattress. Your body trembling as you lay tiredly, Toji being the only thing forcing you to stay on your knees.
โNo buts doll.โ He warned, โTold you to take it, so take it. You hear me?โ Watching as you nodded with a cry, your eyes closing in loud mewls when Toji began pulling your ass back onto his cock together with his thrusts.
โAhhโ Toji โm close, โs so sensitive.โ you moaned, your stomach tightening as you neared what seemed like your 10th orgasm. Unable to go against the movement of toji fucking you into the sheets. โNngh, โm so close Tojii.โ
โSee that? Not so hard to be a good girl now is it? This is your last one kay doll?โ his thrusts never slowing down as he neared his release, cock fucking directly into your spot pulling a choked scream out of you.
Your toes curling and your vision going white as everything fell apart.
โThere we go. Fucking cum for me.โ
Your body shook as you came, the orgasm painfully pleasurable as your pussy gushed onto him. Toji letting out a low whistling at how hard you clenched down. โMy turn.โ
A smirk on his face as he fucked sloppily into you, his duck twitching at the recoil of your ass before he was bottoming out with a loud groan. Painting your walls a creamy white.
โLook at that, all that whining and you still took it well hmm?โ
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โKentooโ i donโt think i have another one in me.โ you mewled, your legs aching as Nanami bounced you on his cock. His hands on your waist with yours wrapped around his shoulders.
โYes you do sweetheart. Been knowing this body of yours for years. That sweet little pussy can take it.โ he reassured, bouncing you up and down so delicately until you were moaning his name, nails digging into the top of his back.
โKento,โ
Nanami smiled, โSee? There you go. Just take it for me.โ Speeding up the pace in which he slammed your tight pussy down fully on his cock. Thick mushroom tip bulging lightly in your stomach as your pussy tried to take his girth.
โO-oh Kentoโ nngh,โ you cried out, your head dizzy as it fell back, the painful sensitivity turning into pure ecstasy as you were guided to ride the man underneath you. โKento, mmm, โm getting close.โ you whimpered.
Nanamiโs lips kissing up your chest, then up your neck until he reached your face. Placing soft pecks all over your face. โSo damn pretty. Gonna cum on my cock again sweetheart?โ
Your back arching as you nodded, โMhm,โ
Nanami could feel his breathing speeding up as your wet pussy brought him to near his release as well. Groaning loudly when he began guiding your hips with no rhythm, his fat tip grazing every corner of your insides before piercing deep.
A loud string of moans being pulled out of you when you felt yourself about to let go. โAh, Kentoโ โs so good,โ you mewled, โgonna cum.โ Grinding your hips back and forth to stimulate your already sensitive clit.
โLet it out sweetheart, cum for me. Such a good girl.โ Watching as you came with a silent scream, your mouth hung open as your pussy formed a sopping creamy ring around the base of his cock.
โFuck,โ Nanami grunted, โGonna cum deep in you sweetheart.โ His grip on your hips tightening as he held you flush on his hips. A loud moan falling past your lips when ropes of his hot cum were pumped deep in you.
โWhat did i tell you, you could take it.โ
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Pussy so good he broke the couch
ส ft. Perv Roomate Geto
ส cont: fem reader, rough sex, dirty talk, spit, unprotected sex, choking, praise, 1 face slap, spit, manhandling, teasing, sexual tension, consensual photography ๏ฟผ
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You and your roommate Geto had quite the routine down by now. The two of you would turn off all the lights in the house except for the small side table lamp next to the couch before you gathered the essentials, blankets, pillows, and snacks. Only the snacks often were forgotten about. Without fail about twenty minutes into the movie, Geto would spread his arm out on the back of the couch, scooting closer to you as he did so. That's how it always started.
Of course, when he made such an obvious move like that, you couldn't just ignore him, right? So you scooted closer to him as well, closing the gap between you as you lay your head down on his shoulder, his body heat seeping into your skin. Suguru would soon abandon grabbing the back of the couch and scoot his arm forward, placing his arm around your shoulders.
The entire time the two of you stayed silent, no one uttering so much as a work to the other as the tension in the room grew. Not even when Suguru removed his arm from the back of you and brought it around to grab onto your thigh, his large, warm hand massaging the skin. This is usually where you start to really feel it. Your mouth runs dry, your palms get sweaty, and you have to press your thighs together to relieve the ache.
"You okay?" Geto always asked, noticing how hot you were getting, and you always answered with a smile and a nod, both of you pretending you had no idea what was going on despite the way you looked at each other like you wanted to devour the other. Suguru would slide his hand higher and higher, teasing his pinky on the inside of your thigh, making your breathing pick up.
Now Geto was fully hard and aching in his pants, thank god for the blanket draped across the two of you. Not like you seeing how hard he was matters when he would be buried balls deep inside you in a couple of minutes. Even when Geto started rubbing his thick fingers against your clothed pussy, making your heart rate spike, your breath obviously louder and more stuttered now, he kept his eyes on the TV, pretending to watch the movie as if he wasn't touching your cunt.
Only when you grabbed his wrist and finally moaned out his name so sweetly, breaking the silence, did the two of you give up the innocent act and give in to your desire. This night was no different, and Suguru was currently caging you in with his strong arms, his cock threatening to poke your cervix, as he pounded you into the couch.
"That's all you f-fucking got? G-give it to me Suguru." You moaned, your words coming out broken and stuttered despite your challenging words and cocky smile to match. Suguru shook his head as he wet his lips with his tongue, his hips never letting up inside you. "You want it harder? Huh?" He groaned against your lips, breathing in your moans, making him dizzy.
You wrapped your arms harder around his neck, pulling him closer against you. Each time he thrust his hips inside you, his hard pelvis was rubbing perfectly against your swollen clit, making your toes curl. "Yeah, give it to me harder." You moaned, your words a teasing barely-there whisper against his lips, making him groan in response, his face already flushed from feeling how tight and wet you felt around him.
"You sure? You look like you can barely keep up with this pace." Geto teased, laughing as he raked his eyes across your face, keeping his hips moving. Suguru pulled his lip between his teeth when you squeezed hard around him, his cock throbbing at the feeling. "You s-sure you're the one who can't handle it?" You teased back, squeezing your legs around his hips, pressing his cock deeper inside you when he thrust in.
You opened your mouth a hairs length away from his lips, feigning a kiss which he tried to reciprocate; his own lips parted expectantly; before you whispered, "You seem like you're about to cum already, need to take a break?" Suguru felt the vein in his forehead pop out at your words. The smile on your face was quickly wiped off as your brows knit together when Suguru's hand constricted around your throat, shutting down any more teasing words from you.
"You're so fuckingย smartย today huh? Let's see who cums first." Geto groaned, emphasizing his words by squeezing his hand harder around your throat. The action made stars arise in your vision, it felt so fucking good when he choke you, the feeling always went straight to your cock. He closed the distance between your lips at the same time he picked up his pace. If his hips weren't bullying you before, they sure as hell were now.
You tried to keep up with the pace of Geto's tongue and he forced it against yours, overpowering you with it just like he was doing with his body against yours. Geto was fucking you so hard, his cock filling you up entirely, leaving no part of your walls untouched as he buried himself balls deep over and over. Your moans were being forced out of your mouth and into Geto's by his ruthless hips, no matter how hard you tried to hold them back.
You moved your tongue weakly against his, your head starting to go dumb from the reduced air intake your lungs were getting thanks to his iron grip on your lungs. You were granted a little reprieve when he pulled away from your lips and sat back on his heels, your legs forced apart as they rested on his thighs. Geto pulled the fat of your upper thigh against him to make sure he was as close as possible before he started fucking into you again, somehow harder.
This new position was making him feel so much deeper. Your eyes repeatedly rolled back in your head as nothing but incoherent moans and whines left your lips, echoing throughout the room, the movie playing quietly in the backround still. You gripped Geto's wrist for support with both of your hands, the action only making him squeeze your throat tighter.
He shook his head watching your body squirm around against the cushions, he couldn't decide if you were trying to escape his cock or get more of it, it was cute. Suguru's face and chest were now the same color, beat red, as your pussy made him go dumb, his brain on autopilot telling himย "harder, harder, harder, don't stop, make her cum."ย
"Such a filthy girl." Suguru groaned, a pussydrunk smile on his face as he took in your tits jiggling in every direction from the force of his thrusts. "F-uck S-suguruuu-" You tried to cry, pressing your thighs together tightly around his waist. "'S that feel good? 'M I fucking you nice n deep how you like it?" He asked, his balls slapping against your ass making a loud, lewd sound emanate into the room.
You nodded your head furiously in his hold while you repeated, "Yesyesyes 's fucking deep-" Over and over. Geto couldn't believe how someone so fucked out could still manage to look so beautiful. Tears and sweat were sliding down your cheeks and mixing into one, your flyaways were sticking to your forehead and your body was shaking and trembling with every thrust.
Geto released his hand from around your throat before quickly stuffing two fingers into your open mouth. You were too fucked out to close your lips around them, just letting your tongue swirl around his fingers, drool dripping down your chin. "You're so fucking hot, takin' my cock so good pretty girl." He praised, shaking his head at how shameless you were.
The couch made a loud creaking sound with every thrust, challenging the volume of your own moans. It did that every time though, both of you learning over time to tune it out as the sound soon became backround noise just like the TV. Geto's cock leaked pre-cum into your cunt every time you squeezed around him, becoming nothing more than added wetness as he continued thrusting inside you.
He tipped his head back and let his eyes fall shut as he relished in how warm and tight you were, making his balls throb with the need for release but he could tell you were getting close. Suguru hooked his fingers on the inside of your cheek, stretching your mouth open before he leaned over you and gripped your jaw with the other. You were jolted back to reality when Geto spat right on your tongue, your mouth closing instinctively, his fingers still inside, as you swallowed what he gave you.
Suguru sat back up and grinned, his cock throbbing at how eagerly you swallowed for him. He pulled his fingers out from your wet mouth before he pulled his hand back and left a small smack on your face, the noise echoing through the room. You smiled at the feeling, your cheek stinging a bit from where he just hit you, but it was quickly replaced by a kiss as he was now on top of you again, his body caging you in.
"What are you smiling for, huhh? You like gettin' hit?" Suguru teased, squishing your cheeks together. You nodded dumbly at his words, trying to rock your hips back up into him as you kept your cloudy eyes on his. Suguru smiled while shaking his head at you, "so. fucking. dirty." He groaned, emphasizing his words with his hips.
You moaned against his lips when he crashed his face against yours, his hand moving from your jaw to down between your bodies as he found your clit with ease, rubbing against it using small, quick circles. Your moans increased in pitch as you whined against him, his mouth swallowing up your sounds. Your legs shook with oversensitivity. His cock was steadily beating against the most sensitive parts inside you, and now he was rubbing your clit just right? Fuck, it was making you go crazy.
With your arms now snugly around his shoulders, you tried tapping repeatedly against them, a small smacking sound being created from how needily you were hitting him. "Too much? Gonna cum?" Geto teased as he pulled away from your lips. Your back arched off the cushions, your head tipping back with it as you felt your orgasm build up steadily inside you. "F-fuck, fuck don't stop- d-don't fucking stop-" You begged, your eyebrows pinching together with pleasure.ย
Suguru's insatiable lips found your neck when you tipped it back. His lips and tongue working together against your skin to suck hickeys and lick fat, hot stripes against you followed by kisses. Just when you were about to be pushed over the edge by Geto's fat cock that was fucking you so well, you heard a loud cracking sound followed by a crash.ย
Geto's cock slipped out of you as the couch split in two, your body falling into the crevice, Geto's arms pinning around you. "Wha-" You mouthed, feeling a slight ache in your lower back from where you had hit the broken wood. Your orgasm had fizzled away the instant the couch broke, but you still felt that tight ball of need deep in your tummy.
While you were trying to put together what just happened using your fuzzy, fucked out brain, Geto's large hand manhandling you took you out of it as you were placed on the floor next to the now broken couch on all fours. "W-wait the-" Your words were cut off as Geto slid his cock back inside you all at once, a groan leaving your lips simultaneously.
Geto seemed to be in a trance as he picked up right where he left off, fucking into you hard and quick, his hand dipping under your body to rub against your clit. "S-suguruu-" You whined, reaching for his hand. You must've forgotten you needed your arms to hold yourself up because as you gripped his wrist between your legs from under you, the front half of your body fell forward against the floor. Thank god for the plush carpet under your face.
"Cum for me, I can feel how close you are, cmon give it to me, n-need to feel it." Geto groaned, his words rushed and voice deep as he spoke. All of his actions were full of lust, he was more fucked out than you now. His other hand grabbed the fat of your ass and used that grip to pull you back against him harder, making his cock ruthlessly pound against your g-spot.
Geto's pace was getting sloppier, and you could feel how often he was twitching inside you, he was about to cum. Your knees pressed together and your feet kicked up between Geto's legs, fluttering as you were worked up to your orgasm again. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream as he kept rubbing your clit, sloppy, messy circles doing the job just right. "Ohhhmygod-" You moaned through your teeth, your eyes rolling back in your head as you felt your orgasm crash over you.
Geto's body fell on top of yours, his hand caging you in by your head as he finished with you, releasing rope after rope of hot cum deep in your walls as your cunt pulsed around him, milking the cum from his balls. The two of your moans mixed together so sweetly, his hot breath tickling by your ear as his body went limp, save for his hips that kept shallowly, weakly thrusting his cock inside you, making sure he filled you up nice and deep.
"Sugu..." You whined, turning your head toward him. Geto let you grab his cheek and pull him down towards you, his lips meeting your own in a sweeter kiss, still a little fast, but more controlled. You pulled away from his lips after a moment to catch your breath, your lips parting with mutual pants as you rested your head between your arms on the ground in front of you.ย
Geto sat up and slowly pulled his hips back, both of you groaning at the oversensitivity. You could feel the strange and slightly uncomfortable feeling of Geto's cum chasing his cock as it dripped from your hole, sliding down your thigh. "mmmmmmm...." You groaned in disgust, your thighs pressing together to stop any more from coming out, to no avail of course.
You felt Geto's fingers pull your pussy lips apart as he oggled his masterpiece before you heard the camera click of your roommate taking a picture, your body getting illuminated by the light. Geto retracted his thumb from your cunt as he whistled, staring at his phone. You pushed yourself up on shaky arms and sat on your sore bottom, now facing him. "Did you just take a picture of my cunt?" You asked, looking at him incredulously.
You didn't care about him taking pictures. He'd done it before and you knew he was too weirdly possessive over you to show anyone else. "Yeah." He smiled, turning his phone around to face you. You were met with the apps on his home screen, only they were sitting on a unique backround, your dripping cunt. "Suguru you areย NOTย using my pussy as your homescreen you freak." You chastized, trying to snatch his phone out of his hand.
He retracted it out of your reach and placed it on the side table behind him before he faced you again. "It's hot, no one goes into my phone anyways." He shrugged, smiling at you, his face still red. You sighed and shook your head, not wanting to argue right now. You reached out and brushed his hair out of his face before you raked your hand down his scalp, practically making the dark-haired man purr. "Feels good." He said, closing his eyes as he leaned into your touch.
"I bet it does." You responded, scratching the back of his head. "You know what's not gonna feel good though?" You asked, keeping a sweet and innocent smile on your face for him to see when he opened his eyes, looking at you quizzically. "Your bank account when you get done buying me a new couch."ย
Suguru's face immediately fell into a frown, a bit of a dramatic one as he glanced over at the very broken couch before back to you. "It was an accident." He said pouting. "I knowww~" You cooed, smiling at him through the irritation, "A six thousand dollar accident!!" You finished, dropping your hand and patting him on the thigh. "Good luck!! I want a grey couch this time by the way." You smiled, rubbing his thigh.
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Cocky men
A/n: Cocky prideful men have been on my mind
Warnings: Mating press, teasing, submissive reader
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Cocky men who are just so full of themselves, who know how handsome they are, who know how good they fuck.
You want to resist, you hate knowing that you're just another one of his conquests but he's just so irresistible. And he's close to you, too close. You can smell his old spice shampoo mixed with something sweeter and you can practically taste it on the tip of your tongue- it's a smell that makes you want to bury your nose into him over and over again.
He bends down, his lips just grazing your cheek, a feather-light touch that sends shivers down your spine, making your entire body quiver. "If you want me to stop, say it now," he whispers. When you remain silent, he brushes his mouth against the hollow of your temple. "Or now." He traces the curve of your cheekbone. "Or now." His lips meet yours.
It is all a blur from there, but now your on your back, naked, legs pressed flush against your chest effectively folding you in half and spreading you open. And oh boy do the curtains match the drapes because he is so big. His dick fills you up better than your fingers or a stupid dildo ever could and the drag against your walls with every thrust, the friction, it's delicious.
"This what you imagined in that pretty head of yours?" He chuckles, and you open your mouth to say something but he already capturing your lips with his. You whine into his mouth and you let his tongue weave its way into yours. His hands slides down to your throat, giving your the sides of it a squeeze to softly block your air flow.
"Huhhh... so good m'feel so good." You whine. You think you must be dreaming with how euphoric everything feels right now. The pleasure is so good it's all you can think about, it's absorbing you. Your abdomen tightens with every surge of hot tingly goodness that comes with each thrust and electric flesh arrows of pleasure dance along your skin.
"Oh I know baby, I know you do," He coos, bucking up his hips teasingly. ย He lets out a soft groan at the way your pussy feverishly grips his dick. The sound of wet sweaty skin slapping mix and mingle in the sex steamed air. You want to scream at the way his dick fills you up so perfectly every time he snaps his hips into yours.
A mixture of pre cum and your juices accumulates at the base of his dick and every vein on his cock dragged against your velvety walls, catching on your entrance as her pulled back before falling back into you.
โYou can cum princess, we got all the time in the world."
Gojo, Sukuna, Toji, Kuroo, Atsumu Miya, Oikawa, Kakashi, Sanemi, Uzui Tengen
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๐๐ an: taking a lil break from writing requests but the inbox is still open, all the information about requesting is here!! do whatever you want hehe, i will come back here a little later, i need to study, bye now!! love you all <33
cool boyfriend sukuna usually doesnโt care what you wear, content with the clothes you choose โ normally something bleak and not eye catching at all. but when he asks if you own skirts and you say โnoโ he feels like itโs his duty to buy you one.
(he just really wants you to dress up in something he buys you and maybe be a little perverted about it. but heโll try to keep to himself, he said as he imagined your pretty figure in something short and skimpy.)
which takes you both to this moment here;
โi feel silly, ryo!โ
โmaybe if youโd get out of the damn bathroom iโd see whatโs the deal with that.โ he shouts impatiently from your room, and youโre sure that heโs rolling his eyes as usual.
you whine at his words, covering your face with your hands before you look at yourself in the mirror one more time and peek your head out of the bathroom. sukunaโs laying on your bed like itโs his own, legs spread out comfortably, one arms under his head while the other holds his phone above his disinterested face.
โsukuna?โ you call out meekly, his head immediately turning in your direction. he throws his phone away and sits up against your headboard.
โcome out and gimme a show, loser,โ he smirks at you, one finger luring you in.
you sigh heavily and come out shyly, staring down at your feet. the feeling of the fabric clinging to your skin is a bit foreign; just like the skirt, the frilly hem of it barely touching the middle of your thighs. the matching top isnโt better, sitting just a bit higher than the waistband of the skirt.
sukunaโs silence makes you want to hide under your bed, but thatโs not the best option so you opt to head back into the bathroom, too self-conscious to look at your boyfriend. he doesnโt let you though, fingers closing around your wrist to stop you.
sukuna, on the other hand, looks at you like youโre dream come true, his eyes a bit wide and mouth slightly hanging open. he steps away, turning from side to side to get a better look at your pretty figure, taking in the way the skirt and top reveal your skin and the pink that matches the colour of his hair suits you so perfectly.
โโkuna~โ you whine, covering your face in embarrassment, but sukuna is quick to pry your hands away, the wide grin on his face making you feel all warm inside.
โyouโre so pretty, baby,โ he smoothes back the hair out of your face, unable to resist the softness of your expression as he places a couple of kisses on your pink lips.
โi am?โ
โthe prettiest.โ the scream you let out is, thankfully, internal. โgimme a twirl now.โ
you giggle quietly, obeying his words and spinning around bashfully as he chuckles along with you.
โโm gonna buy you a closet full of skirts and dresses.โ
youโre pretty sure your face is going to melt from how much it heats up, his words having too much of an effect on you. you whine his name again, leaning your head against his shoulder and the smile on your face is so wide that sukuna feels it against his skin, putting his hand on top of your head lovingly.
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a/n. i wrote this last night at 5am while sleep deprived so the further it gets the more wack it gets LOL
cw/tw. f!reader, rough sex, blowjobs, dirty talk, slight exhibitionism, body hair, skinny penis, unprotected sex, for 18+ readers
MONKEY D. LUFFY
โ 6.5โ but thinks heโs average, so he doesnโt stretch it out with his abilities. not too girthy, but he makes up for it with his unrelenting stamina. it curves up against his stomach and leans left slightly. a little bit messy because he tried to shave it once and nicked himself, so he just settled with the hair. honey-toned towards the base and a deep red at the tip, especially when heโs raring to go.
โ he wants to do it in every position, on every surface. he has you bent over the dinner table, one leg up and slamming into you mercilessly. he has you spread eagle in the bathtub, legs locked behind his back as he stuffs you full. itโs almost as if his dick is made for you, the curve perfectly abuses your g-spot as every orgasm overwhelms you, and youโre left a sobbing, babbling mess. he wants to know if heโs doing well, and he gets his answer when you chant โsโ so, ah! good, fuck, dโ donโt stop!โ like a prayer.
RORONOA ZORO
โ long, fat and heavy. heโs blessed with a stunning 7.3โ length, though if anyone asks, he rounds down to make them feel more at ease. veiny. the mushroom tip is flushed purple, and itโs rests nicely on your tongue!! probably messy down there, he doesnโt see the point in shaving or trimming, but if you ask nicely, heโll grunt, roll his eyes, and do it for you.
โ you insisted that you didnโt need any prep, but as you straddled him, lining up your cunt with his cock, you soon realised your mistake. you have to spread yourself open, face scrunching up, and slowly sink down. he loves the feeling of your pussy walls fluttering as you start riding him. when your eyes flutter shut and your hips stutter, he takes controlโholding you tight by the waist and fucking into you until youโre screaming.
SANJI VINSMOKE
โ 6.4โ and so so pretty. slender, with a pale shaft that leads into a rosy pink at the tip. it curves up and to the right. the carpet matches the drapes. he keeps it neat, though he probably doesnโt grow much hair anyway. he trims it once every few days, but heโll never admit to it. smells the best AKA smells really clean, like soap.
โ he goes crazy when you maintain eye contact and drop to your knees. you take his cock in hand, lifting it to run your tongue on the underside, tracing a prominent vein. you swirl your tongue around his sensitive head and his whole body is shaking, knees buckling as he chases that familiar high.
USUPP
โ coming in at 5.8โ, he makes up for it in his thick girth. when he jerks himself off, he can barely wrap his hand around it. heโs soooo sensitive that the wind can blow and heโs be hard. fat fat fat mushroom head thatโs olive, golden-hued, and always oozing precum. heavy heavy balls. he might be clumsy and inexperienced, but his size alone is enough to make you drool. trims sometimes but only when he thinks he might get lucky.
โ his hand grips your hair as you worship his cock, working magic with your mouth. as you jerk him off, you give small kitten licks to his leaking tip, tasting his salty precum. you whisper, โi want youโ and before you know it, he has you pinned under him, rutting his thick cock into you desperately. his eyes are fixated on the way your cunt swallows him, and only strangled groans escape his lips.
BUGGY
โ sorry buggy simps but heโs definitely a shower not a grower, though he still does comes in at a nice 6โ! also, itโs ya boy, skinny penis. built like a tree branch but at least itโs really veiny, AND he knows how to talk you through it. so really, it might not be the most impressive but with his confidence when heโs fucking you? heโll fuck you out and make you believe heโs 8โ and 5โ.
โ he loves admiring your sopping cunt as it swallow him whole, your princess parts stretching to to accommodate his cock. he likes to fucks you. he presses you up against a window and fucks you from the back, choking you with his forearm and practically purrs, โtaking me so well, ya dirty slut, fuckinโ cunt was made for my cock.โ
SHANKS
โ he doesnโt act like it buuuuuuut monster cock. itโs 7.8โ, thick, and curved so much it slaps against his happy trail. let me tell you that when he sun tans, he does it naked. he lathers that horse cock up with sunblock and spreads eagle on the sand, hands behind his head, so heโs bronzed and beautiful. trims when he feels like it or if you ask, he doesnโt really think much about it.
โ he doesnโt look like heโs putting in much effort when he fucks, barely breaking a sweat, but he has you writhing, hands gripping the sheets, eyes hazy and choking on your own spit. he knows what heโs doing to you. his thumb finds your clit, rubbing in delicate circles making you cum over and over again until youโre absolutely wrecked. when heโs close, he picks up the pace, grunting heavily, hips stuttering as he spills his seed inside of you. when he pulls out, he takes the time to finger fuck his cum back into you, your body shaking as you work through the aftershock.
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single dad!chan. x fem!reader
genre : neighbors!au. fluff. angst. slow burn. mutual pining. 8.7k wc
summary : In which you and chan are each other's missing pieces. Alternatively, Chris and his daughter come knocking at your apartment asking for flour, and he's no longer embarrassed when you open the door.
a.n. : my chris best girl dad agenda is going strong!!!!!! my second fic for the winter falls collab with my writer xi hehe i hope you will all enjoy reading!! feedback is highly appreciated ๐ค the song chris will write for sowon is light by sleeping at last, highly recommend listening to it!!
winter falls masterlist.
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โI canโt believe youโre making me do this.โ
โShh, daddy smile.โ
Soft murmurs linger just beyond your door, elusive words that could easily be dismissed as figments of your imagination. However, any doubt in your mind dissipates with three resounding knocks, jolting you from your momentary contemplation.ย
A reluctant groan escapes you as you glance down at your attireโa loosely hanging oversized hoodie, a testament to the numerous times it has been tugged down, and a pair of pajama pants whose matching top has mysteriously vanished. Clearly, you don't feel presentable enough to welcome anyone at this late hour. So, you remain motionless, futilely lowering the TV volume in hopes that whoever's behind the door will just continue with their night. But the knocks persist against your wish, so, with a resigned sigh, you rise from your seat, your blanket cascading to the ground in a soft descent.
โWhatโโ the words dissolve in your mouth like a sweet nectar as you open the door, your eyes beholding no one in your periphery. A slight tug at your pants draws your attention downward, only to find the most adorable child your eyes have ever laid on. She's clad in Rapunzel-themed pajamas, wolf slippers bumping into your plain ones, and, to your surprise, a whisk cradled in her small hand.ย
โHey there,โ your voice softens as you crouch to meet her warm gaze. You find an innocent happiness gleaming in her eyes, a radiant spark shining even beneath the corridor's muted light. Two dimples adorn her cheeks as she smiles at you.ย
โHi, my dad wants to tell you something,โ she says, pointing with her whisk to the very end of the hallway. You crane your neck, trying to catch a glimpse of the elusive figure.ย
โYour dad?โ
โMm. Heโs a bit shy, thatโs why heโs hiding,โ she confides in a whisper. But, despite her earnest attempt, her words still resound loudly in the vacant space, causing giggles to spill out of your mouth.ย
โAnd you arenโt shy?โ you inquire, tilting your head.ย
โNu-uh,โ she shakes her head with conviction as someone emerges behind her. She instinctively wraps an arm around their leg, nestling her cheek against their thigh.ย
She isn't shy because she feels protected.
You rise from your place, eyes locking with a familiar shade of brown. Only these hold a mesmerizing quality to them making your very breath catch in your throat. Kindness pours from his gaze as it travels down your face, a sentiment that further materializes as delicate smile lines stitch around the corner of his eyes.ย ย
Heโs beautiful.ย
Your eyes trail down to two pairs of dimples, mirroring the ones of his daughter perfectly. She is his living portrait, sharing his eyes, lips, and smile. Yet, his cheeks blush in a hue she does not possess, while his left hand fiddles with his earlobe, in an unspoken, timid gesture. For some odd reason, it pierces straight through your heart.
โSorry for bothering you,โ a smooth Australian accent rolls off his tongue, similar to rich butter spread on warm bread- it infuses your being with tingles pulsating from the base of your toes. You suddenly no longer miss your blanket.
โI'm your next-door neighbor. We were just making cookies and we realized we actuallyย donโt have flour,โ he explains, a bashful smile imprinted onto his lips.ย
โYou didnโt check beforehand?โ you ask, laughter tinting your voice.ย
โI forgot,โ he admits, but his tone sounds almost sad as if beating himself over it. A fleeting shadow veils his face briefly, dissipating like a passing cloud grazing the sun.
โCan we borrow some from you? I told Sowon that we could go to the store but she said itโs too cold out,โ he asks, his hand resting on his daughterโs shoulder soothingly.ย
โIt is too cold out,โ you agree with a frown, looking down at Sowon to which she smiles brightly, happy to have your support.ย
โAnd of course, I'll bring you flour. Donโt worry about it. Do you want to come in meanwhile?โ
โIt's okay, we'll wait here. Donโt want to intrude.โย
โThank you!โ Sowon beams, her missing tooth in full display.ย
โYeah, thank you so muchโฆโ he trails out, tilting his head as if to silently inquire about your name.
โYn. And you?โ
โChris.โ
โNice to meet you, Chris,โ you smile, shaking his extended hand. His fingers wrap around your palm, and it feels as if youโre grasping thunder, crackling with an electricity that your eyes canโt behold, yet your soul does, suddenly illuminated from within.ย
Your smile grows as you detach yourself from his hold, before bending forward to bop Sowonโs nose. โAnd nice to meet you too Rapunzel.โย
Your words make her hide behind her fatherโs leg, peeking out slightly to look at you.ย
โSee I'm not the only one who gets shy,โ Chan chuckles, and Sowon whines in complaint, further burying her face in her dadโs grey sweatpants.ย
Adorable, so much it stirs a long-forgotten melancholy within your being.ย
โShe gets a pass, she's still young, right Sowon?โ
โAre you calling me old then?โ Chan fakes outrage, bringing one hand to his chest while the other cradles Sowonโs back.ย
โOld enough to forget about flour,โ you wink and he laughs, looking down at your slippers.ย
โTouchรฉ.โย
A few minutes go by before you come back, a recipient full of flour in your hands. The sight before you makes you pause in your tracksโ Chris, leaning against the wall, Sowon propped on his hip, her arms loosely hanging around his neck, her eyes closed.ย
โDid sheโฆโ you whisper and he turns to you.ย
โYeah, fell asleep,โ he smiles fondly, tucking a few strands of her hair behind the curve of her ear. โSheโll be disappointed when she wakes up to no cookies. She wanted us to have a baking holiday tradition.โ
โYou donโt know how to make them?โย
โNo, I was counting on a six-year-old to assist me,โ he chuckles quietly, prompting a snort from you.ย
โWell, keep the flour, in case you need it again.โย
โThank you, Yn,โ he grins, the smile taking over his entire face, grabbing the recipient from you.ย
โYouโre welcome Chris,โ you say, as you both linger around the door still, not making any attempt to move.ย
Your eyes refuse to peel away from his, as if there were a magnetic force drawing you to him, telling you that your gaze belonged to rest on him.
โUhm,โ he clears his throat, leaning away from the wall. โI'll get going.โ
โYeah, sleep well, Chris.โ
โThank you,โ he smiles before turning around.ย
An idea brews in your head, a germ sprouted by the clear adoration in which Sowon gazed at her dad, and the disappointment in his face as he said he would no longer be making cookies. Had you wished to dig a little deeper, you wouldโve also found a long-buried feeling of a little girl who would have loved holiday traditions as well. You close the door before heading straight to your kitchen.ย
One hour laterย
You knock softly on Chrisโ door, fidgeting from one foot to another. You almost retract back to your apartment after your fourth knock, when the door finally opens, Chris coming into your line of sight.ย
โHi,โ you greet, hands behind your back.ย
โHey,โ he smiles, leaning his arm on the doorway, right above your head. He tilts his head to the side, silently wondering what you want. The words dissolve in your mouth at the way his eyes fixate on you as if trying to peer behind your irises onto your mind.ย
โCookies,โ you bring the plate before him, as his eyes grow wide, an incredulous smile drawn on his lips.ย
โYou made them?โย
โYeah, didn't want Sowon to be disappointed,โ you shrug and his eyes grow wild, racking all over your face in disbelief.ย
โYou didn't have to do this,โ he finally says, tone softening, syllables ringing like a sweet sonnet in your ears.ย
โI know. I wanted to. and I'm a baker so making cookies comes easily to me, don't worry about it,โ you shrug sheepishly, biting your lower lip slightly. You felt scrutinized by him in ways you haven't felt before.ย
โThank you, Yn, I donโt even know what to say,โ he says, his smile resembling a beam of light. A surge of pride courses through you at managing to bring it forth.ย
โNo need to say anything. I hope I didn't wake you up,โ you smile sheepishly and he shakes his head.ย
โNo, I- I was working in my studio and Sowon is asleep. It's just us two. Always has been,โ he adds, tone slightly changing, air growing heavier between you both. It's just them two.ย
โStudio?โ you inquire, hoping to dispel the tension latching around you both.ย
โI'm a music producer,โ he clarifies. โI made a studio here so I could stay the night with Sowon.โย
โI'm sure she appreciates that,โ you say as you hand the plate to him. His fingertips brush against your own, and a slight electricity courses through you at the touch, the hallway suddenly brighter from the fireworks ricocheting off of you both.
โIโฆ. I'll get going.โ
โYeah, yeah, don't want to take more of your time.โ
โI'll see you around.โย
โYeah, I'll see you,โ he says, words not ringing carelessly into the air, sounding more like a promise. He'll see you, he'll make sure of it.ย
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โCan you wait!โ a voice echoes near the building entrance, and you prevent the elevator doors from closing as hurried steps near you.ย
You recognize the voice easily by the light tingles running down your spine, the Australian accent shooting straight through your heart. Its owner materializes, Chrisโ leather jacket hugging his muscles snuggly, black t-shirt tucked into a pair of blue jeans, cap nestled on his head, rebellious strands of ebony hair peeking behind it.
You find the breath knocked out of you once again at his sight. He's beautiful, even more so in broad daylight, where every feature of his comes to life, beckoning, demanding your sole attention.ย
โHey, Yn,โ he smiles in delight, uttering your name in a familiarity that infuses your being with warmth. Even though you've only talked once, two days ago.ย
โHey, Chris,โ you greet back, pressing the fourth elevator button again. you face the mirror to find Chris already looking at you, his eyes instantly locking with yours.ย
โThe cookies were good,โ he smiles softly and you grin. โI'm glad you think so.โย
โWhere is your bakery? I need to taste more of your baking.โย
The butterflies in your stomach tone down at his words, your attraction momentarily forgotten as gratitude coats your heart instead.
โI can text you the address?โ you propose.ย
โYeah, here,โ he takes out his phone, a picture of him and Sowon set as his lock screenโ their cheeks are pressed tightly to one another, messily done eyeliner on both their eyes. you giggle to yourself as you grab the device.
โCute picture,โ you muse and he brings an arm to his neck, scratching the side of it timidly.ย
โShe insists on trying her makeup on me.โย
โShe makes you look better,โ you giggle and he rolls his eyes, tongue poking against his cheek.ย
โShe wants to become a stylist,โ he explains, as the elevator doors open. He lets you out first, arm stretched forward.
โI find her passion really cute so I buy her anything she asks for,โ he shrugs and you chuckle, pointing to the bag of pink ribbons he is carrying.ย
โLet me guess, she wants to use these on you?โ
โYeah. She also said that I quote โneed to learn new hairstyles because her friends always come to class with intricate braids, and she can't go to class with a simple one.โโ He repeats, tone growing slightly high-pitched as he mimics his daughter's words. Yet, the fond smile on his face is louder, screaming of his love for her.ย
โShe has you wrapped around your finger,โ you muse, leaning against your door. The keys in your bag are long forgotten.ย
โShe can be very scary for such a little girl.โย
โWhat does she threaten you with?โ you ask, feigning horror.ย
โNo goodnight kisses,โ he whispers, as if scared she'd hear him beyond the wooden door.ย
โTorture,โ you gasp, placing your hand on his shoulder reassuringly. Yet, the smiles slip out of your face instantly. Was it normal for clothes to dissolve under your touch, layers of cotton and leather doing nothing to stop the warmth of his skin from seeping through you? Was it normal to be so affected by such an innocent touch?ย
โUhm,โ you clear your throat, โI can help you. with her hair, I mean.โย
โYou don't have to. I already took too much from your time with the cookies,โ he seems truly apologetic, his tone sobering as if despising others doing things for him. You see yourself in him, in the way he wants to carry the worldโs burden on his shoulders. It is a reflection you wish to mend.ย
โI don't mind, I remember feeling jealous of the other girls in my school so I made myself learn all the braids.โย
And then you see his gratefulness, the twinkle in his eyes that you can only grasp for a millisecond before they disappear into moon crescents. Happiness looks grand on him, overtaking his entire face, brightening his features with a glow too ethereal to be of mankind, as if they were carved to translate joy. You find yourself willing to give up more of your time to see it.
โThank you,โ he breathes out and you nod, a grin taking over your face as well.ย
โYouโre welcome. Let me just change my clothes.โย
โ๏ธโ๊ณโขโ
โAnd then, you pull the right strand all over to the middle one. Then you repeat, this way the ribbon is braided into the hair,โ you explain to a very concentrated Chris, his eyebrows furrowed as he follows your movements.ย
โIt looks easy when you do it,โ he frowns and you giggle, handing the mirror to Sowon so she'd be able to look at her hair.ย
โDo you like it,โ you ask, a tad apprehensive and she beams, dimples that almost swallow her chubby cheeks surging forth.ย
โPretty!โ she exclaims and you giggle, bopping her nose. โYou are pretty.โ
โAnd you are pretty too. right, daddy?โ
You turn back to find Chris watching you, a smile so fond on his face that it renders your insides putty, coats your cheek in the palest shade of pink.
โVery much so,โ he says, tone quieter, his eyes never leaving yours.ย
Sowon suddenly climbs on her dadโs lap, star and moon stickers in hand. She places them all over his face, and he sits there diligently, arms wrapped around her midriff so she won't slip away. Every carefully placed sticker is punctuated by a soft gasp from him and a small giggle from her. You could feel the love radiating from both of them, a feeling so strong it made your heart twist in your chest.ย
Were there red neon exits you werenโt aware of in your being? Ones through which love trickled away all these years ago? Were the spaces between your fingers carved to hold someoneโs hand, or to make everything you've ever wanted slip from your grasp?
โWhat do you think?โ Sowon startles you and you force a smile on your face, willing the heaviness in your heart to dissipate. There were questions you'd never find the answers to, you had to make peace with that.
โI love it!โ you grin and Sowon nods, satisfied. You look down at your lap as Chris fixates his eyes on you, a worried crease growing between his eyebrows.ย
โFun is over, you need to do your homework, Miss Bang,โ he scolds and you snort, as Sowon rolls her eyes slightly.ย
โDid you just roll your eyes at me?โ he fakes offense and you giggle as Sowon huffs slightly. โDad, I told you I have no homework. I already did it with uncle Felix.โย
โOh, right,โ he deflates slightly before brightening up once again, โthen, you should put away all these hairbrushes and ribbons, okay?โ
โWill you watch a movie later with me?โ
โOf course, baby.โ
โOkay then,โ she grins, quickly standing up to start putting away her things. you smile, getting up your turn to leave. Chris understands and stands with you on cue.ย
โYou can stay and watch the movie with us.โ
โIt's okay, I have some things to work on,โ you turn around, but then you feel his fingers wrapping around your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.ย
โAre you okay?โ he asks, hand still burning straight through your skin, igniting a million nerve ends with a simple touch. You avoid his eyes, looking down at the ground. It seems to be response enough for him.ย
โWeโre conditioned to say yes even when we arenโt, right?โ he speaks softly, his words travel through your veins in a rapid course against the current of your bloodโ which one will reach your heart first and flood it?ย
Your facade cracks. His voice wins.ย
โSo, you don't have to reply now,โ his thumb swipes once across your pulse. โBut I'll be here if you ever wish to tell the truth.โย
iii.
Youโve grown exceptionally fond of Chris in the span of mere months, more than you would like to admit to yourself. It was an easy task, as natural as the current of a waterfall. Yet, you did not plan for it, for a new emotion to settle on top of your lungs, to make you more aware of your heart and how it beats, slightly faster, around Chris. But it happened serendipitously, against all odds, when he knocked on your door at 10 p.m. asking for salt.
โShould I start buying groceries for you?โ you joked, and it took Chris a millisecond longer to respond, his gaze wandering across your face, as if discovering the worldโs eighth wonder, hidden in plain sight all these years.ย
โFor my defense, I have a daughter that likes experimenting with cooking,โ he smiled, and you raised an eyebrow at him.ย
โJust with salt?โ
โShe added four teaspoons of it in an omelet. Then forced me to eat it because I always tell her food shouldn't go to waste,โ he shudders at the memory and you chuckle loudly.ย
Chris knocks on the doors of your heart, once.
It happened when you spotted a cockroach the size of your palm on your bedroom wall. You wouldโve killed it, you were going to, except it started flying towards you and you let out a loud shriek you didnโt know your vocal chords were capable of conjuring. So, you called Chris.ย
โCan you please come over,โ you murmured, crouching near the entrance door, a pair of slippers in your hand.
โWhy are you whispering? are you okay?โ he sounded worried, and you heard the turning of a lock as he opened the door to his apartment. He didnโt ask questions, instantly coming to your aid. A sudden urge to weep filled your being at his gesture.ย
โThere is a cockroach. a flying one,โ you precised, horror dripping from your tongue and his laugh flooded your ear, tiny squeaks that made your hold on the slipper grow limp.ย
โI'm from Australia,โ he knocked on your door, and you stood up promptly. โI've seen worse,โ he said once you finally opened it, his eyes softening incredibly when they met yours.ย
He did kill the cockroach, by spraying your insect repellent enough times to asphyxiate you too. โI don't think I can sleep in there tonight,โ you sighed, gulping down ice cold water, โwhy does it feel like we went through war?โย
โWe? You were behind my back all the time.โ
ย โI was cheering you on, from afar. Spiritually.โ
ย โI canโt believe a cockroach scares you this much.โ
ย โYou literally screamed when it flied towards you too.โ
ย โI didn't scream! I made a very manly, non-terrified sound.โ
ย โMm, sure,โ you giggled, voice softening at the blushing of the tip of his ears. Chris didn't have to force the door down to your heart, you willingly opened it for him.ย
And after that, it was a race to find the silliest excuses to see one another. Chris suddenly taking up an inkling for baking, you manifesting a newfound interest in music, Sowon needing her makeup done for a dance, Chris visiting you in your bakery, Sowon craving your cookies and you teaching her the recipe, Chris knocking on your door and you knocking on his. The same giddy smiles on your faces as you usher each other in. And it always, always ending with a movie night.ย
โLet's watch Tangled,โ Sowon exclaims, clapping her hands excitedly.ย
โBaby, we watched this movie for the pastโฆโ he looks at you for support. โThree,โ you whisper, a bashful smile on your face. โYeah, for the past three movie nights,โ he whines slightly.
โBut I love it,โ she says, her pout morphing into a huge grin. โAgain! Again! Again!โ
โFine,โ he concedes, mouthing โsave me,โ from afar to you. You giggle softly while Sowon cozies up to your side, your arm naturally draping across her body while her legs stretch atop Chrisโ lap, naturally, as if having you both by her side was the way things have always been. The only reality sheโs ever known.
It is a fleeting fifty minutes as the three of you watch the movie, Sowon reciting excitedly the lines that she seems to remember. But then the quiet is replaced by her soft snores, her body growing light against you.
โShe fell asleep,โ you whisper, tapping Chrisโ shoulder to catch his attention. He tilts his head to the side, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as his eyes land on his daughter.ย
โI'm sorry you have to watch the same movie every time,โ he says apologetically and you shake your head.ย
โI don't mind. Tangled is a good movie.โย
โAre you here just because of the movie?โ he smiles, dimples peeking through. The juxtaposition between the weight of his words and the soft expression on his face makes a buzzing warmth spread through you. Heโs cold and hot, in and out, yours but not.ย
โWhat do you want me to be here for?โ you throw back, squeezing his shoulder slightly.ย
โThe company.โ
โI do find Sowon entertaining.โ
โJust her?โ he pouts and you giggle, tipping your head back.ย
โAnd you too, I suppose, by extension.โ
โBy extension, mm,โ he hums, as he gathers Sowon in his arms, freeing her from your hold. โThen I guess I shouldn't come visit you in your bakery anymore. Since you only enjoy my presence by extension.โ
โSo sassy,โ you shout-whisper as you both walk to Sowon's bedroom, โI like your company too, idiot.โย
โYeah?โ he turns back to look at you, tone a tad bit too hopeful. He doesnโt care that he sounds eager for your approval, not when he feels as if he can only truly breathe when you're near.ย
โYeah, Chris, I really do,โ you speak earnestly, and Chris bites his lower lip slightly, suddenly overwhelmed by the gentleness of your tone. Your eyes follow his action instantly.ย
He lowers Sowon gently onto the bed and she stirs awake, blinking repeatedly at the both of you. โYn,โ she calls out quietly once her eyes land on yours and you kneel before her bed. Chris watches from the door entrance as Sowon cups her hand near your ear, before whispering something to you. He notices your body stiffening, your gaze fleeting to him before you relax, pressing a kiss to her cheek.ย
He wishes he could freeze time, stitch this moment into his eyelids until it is the only thing he sees when he goes to sleep. Loneliness is too big of an enemy for one person to fight off, but it seems more harmless when you are near.ย
Chris sees you right here, every night, not forcing your place into his family, but falling seamlessly into place. Perhaps you were the missing piece thatโll soothe the burn in his heart. Perhaps heโd let you in, even as fear paralyzes his being at the mere thought of asking you to stay.ย
One week later.ย
You've grown used to the knocks on your door at ungodly hours of the night, Chris seeking your company each time you both fail to fall asleep. Except this time, there is a chilling premonition in your heart as you walk to your homeโs entrance, anxiety coiling like a steel ball in your throat.ย
โWhatโs wrong?โ you ask upon opening the door, locking eyes with Chris's bloodshot gaze.
โSowon,โ he heaves, tone laden with fear, so different from how he usually pronounces her name. The syllables pierce through your heart like an arrowhead dipped in alarm.ย
โSowon?โ you question, peering behind him to his slightly ajar apartment door.
โYes, she has a high fever, and it wonโt come down. I tried everything, and I-I donโt know what to do anymore. Sheโs shaking, but I canโtโโHe trembles, his quivers akin to delicate chinaware on the precipice of an earthquake, poised to shatter at your feet. You'd plunge to the ground first, anything to soften his impending collapse.ย ย
โItโs okay,โ you soothe, your voice soft as you grasp his wrist. โLetโs go see her, okay?โ
โIt's her first time being this sick,โ he whispers, clearly distraught, one hand running through his freshly dyed blonde hair.ย
โIt's okay. Donโt panic, it happens. Did you give her medicine?โ
โYes, a few minutes ago,โ he replies as you guide him towards her room.
โGood, it'll start working soon,โ you reassure, opening the door and crouching before Sowon.
โHey, Rapunzel,โ you coo softly, and Sowon attempts to muster a smile. Her cheeks flush, eyes dim like withered petals.
โHow are you feeling?โ you ask, pressing your hand to her feverish forehead. You cast a wary glance at Chan, who's anxiously biting his thumb.
โCold,โ she whispers, and you nod, peeling off her blanket. โI know you are, but you have a high fever. We need to let it cool down, okay?โ
โI-Iโm shaking,โ Sowon sighs, lower lip protruding and trembling, both from the iciness clawing at her frail being, and the tears welling in her waterline, like a cup on the brink of overflowing.ย
โShh, don't cry. It will pass, it's okay,โ you murmur soothingly, cradling her face on your lap, gently moving damp strands of her hair behind her ear.
โChris, can you bring me a towel and a bowl with cold water?โ you ask softly, and the man startles, painfully peeling his eyes away from his daughter, as if doing so would consign her to a dark fate.
โSure. Sure,โ he repeats, scurrying out of the room.
Sowon buries her cheek in your thigh, small hands clinging tightly to yours. You tie her hair up into a loose bun as Chan hurriedly comes back, a bassinet in his hand.
โThank you,โ you smile, as he kneels beside the bed, his hand resting on Sowonโs knee gently.
โHey sweetheart,โ he coos softly, and Sowon blinks at him, light spilling over her face.ย
โHey daddy,โ she replies as you dip the towel into the water, before squeezing the fabric to remove any liquid excess.ย
โYou're being so strong. I love you so much my pretty girl,โ he says, bringing her small hand to rest upon his cheek, bestowing a gentle kiss on her palm.ย
The moment feels so intimate, so tender, that you almost feel like an intruder. You imagine this is what thorns on roses must feel like, so out of place amid delicate petals and stems.ย
โI love you too,โ she grins, and you remain silent, diligently wiping her face and neck with the dampened towel. You soon lose track of the number of times you've repeated this motion, but Sowonโs eyes are now closed and her body is no longer trembling.ย
You rest your palm upon her forehead, a sigh of relief escaping your body as you realize that her fever has gone down noticeably- the medicine finally taking effect.
โIt's better now,โ you smile reassuringly and Chrisโs eyes widen, irises shaking as he looks back to his daughter.ย
โWill she be okay?โย
โShe will be. She just needs to sleep a bit.โย
โOkay, thank you.โย
โCan we prepare her something to eat meanwhile?โย
โMm,โ he absentmindedly nods, his fingers trailing down Sowonโs features delicately, resting upon her round cheeks.ย
"She looks just like you," you softly smile.
"I know," he admits, not with pride but in surrender, as if his reflection was nothing but a cursed fate. His voice tastes like ocean water, salty, acid, suffocating.
โChrisโฆโ you trail off and he shakes his head, abruptly standing up.ย
โLet's make her chicken noodle soup. She loves it,โ he says and you nod. A ticking bomb resides in his veins, devoid of a countdown, leaving you unsure of when he'll finally explode.ย
You get your answer soon afterโit takes two minutes and thirty-three seconds for the first tear to roll down Chrisโs cheek. You spot it as you retrieve carrots from the fridge, averting your gaze as Chan angrily wipes it away.
A few seconds later, five tears follow the same agonizing trail, and now the knife is shaking in Chrisโs hands. He squeezes his eyes shut as if frustrated by his pain, by the emotions escaping through the cracks in his heart.
You stay silent, bringing the water to a simmer.
The clank of metal against the counter snaps your attention, and you see Chris with his head lowered down, his hands tightly clutching the counter.
Your tongue moves before you can order it to speak.ย
"Chris," you call out, your hand finding its place on his back. An ugly sob escapes his lips, a raw cry unearthed from the depths of the soil where he buried his feelings, never allowing himself the grace of grieving, then moving on.ย
โI'm a horrible father,โ he utters so brokenly as if this idea were cemented into his head, woven into every thought of himselfโan adjective that lingers like a phantom each time Sowon calls him dad.
โYou're not, what are you saying?โ you gently turn him around so he'd face you. But his eyes remain downcast, as if ashamed to meet your gaze.ย
โI didn't know what to do. I panicked. I-I wasn't enough to help her.โ
โIt's okay, you can't know everything, you are trying your best-โ
โNo, no, no, it's not just about this!โ he snaps,ย despair clinging to his eyes as he finally looks at you. โItโs hard. Itโs so hard to be here alone, and I- I try but it's not enough, I can't do everything and I'm not a good enough parent for her, there will a-always be something missing.โย
โYou're wrong,โ you say but he shakes his head in disagreement. โChris, you're wrong,โ you cradle his face, taking you both by surprise. Your thumb swipes gently underneath the skin of his eyes, wiping his cascading tears.ย
โYou love Sowon. And she can feel it, she can see it, she can hear it. Everyone can. A parent can't be perfect, but they should love. And you love her.โย
โWhat if I can't even love her enough for a father? How will I ever fill the role of two parents?โ he's leaning onto your palm, hanging onto your every word. You'd sit for hours and untangle every thread of his mind if you have to, until you single out the infested one and burn it away.ย
โShe loves you Chris. She looks at you as if you hang every star in the sky. As if you're responsible for every good thing that happens in our world. She loves you and you love her.โ
You gaze up at the ceiling, tears welling in your eyes. Chan notices the subtle tremble in your hand against his cheek.
โIf I had someone who loved me as much as you love Sowon when I was a child, I would've turned out so differently,โ you smile bitterly, swallowing down the lump in your throat.ย
โYou won't be a perfect dad. You can't be. But she won't grow up with a throbbing heart, pulsating because of a void that cannot be filled. Her veins won't be poisoned by hate and abandonment. Because she knows what it's like to be loved,โ you pause, as your voice breaks, traitorous tears rolling down your cheeks. โTo be cared for.โย
Your eyes hold his in a silent conversation, secretly telling him what your tongue cannot speak ofโ Sowon, an untarnished blossom, won't unfurl into a solitary flower the way you did.
โI'm sorry,โ he whispers after a while, eyes softening in understanding. His knuckles brush gently against your cheek.ย
โWhy are you apologizing?โย
โSo you'd find a reason within you to forgive,โ he says, as he leans forward to press a tender kiss on your forehead. And somehow it feels more intimate than any way you've been touched before.ย
Five days later.
chris [11:32 p.m.]: you up?
yn [11:32 p.m.]: i just got bad flashbacks to my college years
chris [11:33 p.m.]: ajaksjsbsbbs
chris [11:33 p.m.]: i didnโt mean it like that ใ
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chris [11:33 p.m.]: wanna come over? i'm in the studio but im not feeling inspiredย
yn [11:34 p.m.]: and how will i help?ย
chris [11:34 p.m.]: i find your presence inspiringย
You donโt reply, instead putting on your slippers and walking over to his apartment. He opens the door before you even have the chance to knock.ย
โWhat are you working on?โ you ask once youโre settled atop his chair, spinning around slightly. He looks down at the pillow on his lap, lightly plucking its pink fur. โA song for Sowon,โ he admits softly and your eyes grow a little wide.ย
โThat is so sweet,โ you pout, inching closer to him. โHow is it going?โ
โI've finished the melody and now I'm working on the lyrics. There is just.. so much i want to tell her, i'm unsure if ill be able to express it well.โย
โCan I read what you wrote?โย
โYeah. Yeah, sure,โ he searches through his papers. โHere.โ
May these words be the first to find your ears
The world is brighter than the sun now that you're here
I'll give you everything I have
I'll teach you everything I know
I promise I'll do better
I will soften every edge
I'll hold the world to its best
And I'll do better
Tears spring to your eyes unexpectedly, you try to stop their flow but they fall upon the paper, splattering like a broken mosaic, mimicking the brokenness of your own heart.ย
โI'm sorry,โ you spin around, your back to him as you attempt to dry your tears, and yet they show no desire to stop. Chris is in your heart and heโs kicking every other emotion out, forcing you to make amends with your sadness, the one you buried years, years ago.ย
Chris gently grabs the back of the chair, pulling you back to him before spinning your chair once again until you are facing him. You bury your face in your hands and his rests reassuringly on your knee, squeezing it slightly. โIs it so bad it made you sob?โย
โShut up, you know this isnโt the case.โย
His hand delicately traces up your arm, gently lifting your fingers from your face. He kneels before you, his thumb tenderly wiping away the traces of tears on your cheeks.
โTalk to me?โย
โIt's so beautiful, so warm, so loving. Everything a parent should think of their child,โ a traitorous hiccup escapes your lips. โEverything my parents never felt for me.โย
Chrisโ mouth morphs into a pout, eyebrows scrunching tightly. You shake your head, smoothing down the worried crease between his eyes.ย
โI don't feel sad over things I can't control and I love myself enough now to compensate for what I didn't have, but sometimes-'' your voice breaks, Chanโs hold on your hands tightens. โIt stings to remember what couldโve been.โย
Stings was an understatement, it is rather a pulsating void, throbbing in ache every day, calling out for its missing piece. How can I fill you with what was lost when it chose to walk away?ย
โCome here,โ he whispers, coaxing you to your feet, his arms enveloping your body as he guides your head to the crook of his neck. His body runs warm, the material of his sweatshirt soft, and he smells nice too, the contours of his muscles tailor-made to complement the ridges of your own.ย
โYou grew up well, Yn. You did well.โ
You clutch his shirt, tightening your grip as you fist the fabric in your palm. He's patting your back, and time slows down to match the rhythm of his touch.ย
โLove can be hard, I know. Especially when the people who left are the ones supposed to be staying.โย
He understands, more than anyone you know. He missed out on a different kind of love too, two facets of the same coin.ย
โYouโre doing well too, Chris. You shouldnโt doubt yourself as much,โ your arms trail up to encircle his neck, as his nose tickles your hair. You're the one hugging him now. โSowon is really smart, she told me that she loves you a lot. She can feel it. She sees everything you do for her.โ
โIs that what she told you that movie night?โ
โPartly,โ you whisper, and Chris leans away slightly, his warm palms still pressed to your waist, holding you close.ย
โWhat else did she tell you?โ he asks, curiosity barely hidden in his tone.
You pause for a while, eyes going over the entire room before finally locking on him.
โShe thanked me, said that I make you smile more.โ You suck in a deep breath, gathering your courage. โDo I?โย
โThere are smile lines that donโt show on my face until you're near.โย
โOh.โ That is the only coherent response you can formulate, and Chris giggles, a tiny squeak escaping his lips in a huff. โCute,โ he murmurs, planting a tender kiss on your temple. His lips linger, holding onto the moment a beat longer than necessary, causing your eyes to close in delight. Both of you find yourselves blushing as he leans away, a shared warmth coloring the space between you.
โSorry, didn't mean to make the mood somber,โ you say sheepishly as you sit back down, eyeing Chrisโs laptop. โI wanna hear this,โ you quickly point to a random track on his screen before he can reply, hoping to make the sadness flee away.
โThis one? Itโs not really good, let's listen to something else,โ his rambling and eagerness to change the track pique your curiosity and you quickly click on the song before he can stop you.
connected.mp3 starts playing.ย
Sultry beats inundate your ears, weaving through your veins and whisking you away to the pulsating rhythm of a dance club. You knew Chris produced good music, yet you never fathomed that his voice could be so luxuriously rich, cascading over you like molten wax. You feel a blush rise to your cheeks at the suggestive lyrics, the innuendos peeking behind every word. And then, a sudden jealousy claws at your heart, at the thought of Chris hunched in his studio, fantasizing about connecting with someone who isnโt you.ย
You wished to be the only one Chris liked.ย
โItโs a- a demo for one of my clients,โ he explains through a stutter once the song is done, and you nod meekly, willing your bodyโs temperature to go down, for the possessivity crinkling in you to fizzle out.ย
So, you put on your best taunting smirk.
โI know you want me donโt crumble.. No need to be desperate weโre just getting started,โ you sing-song back. โYou were feeling so cocky when you wrote this, right?โ you grin, inching your chair closer to his. โFeeling yourself, Mr. Bang?โ
He chuckles with a hint of annoyance, running his tongue along the expanse of his lower lip. Leaning back into his chair, he casually spreads his legs a bit wider, a gesture that suddenly leaves you feeling dizzy, on him.
โItโs cute how affected you seem by it,โ he throws nonchalantly, crossing his arms before his chest.
โI'm not,โ you smile, although your erratic heartbeat spoke of a different tale, you just didn't need to voice it to him. โI think you were the one getting all hot and bothered in your studio,โ you stand between his legs, hovering over him as he leans back fully in his chair.ย
โI was thinking of a pretty girl.โ
โYeah?โ
โMm,โ he suddenly grabs your waist, you feel like your entire body is ablaze. โThe prettiest.โ
"Who is she?" you exhale, teetering on the edge of crashing your lips onto his, like an incoherent love poem, hastily scrambled on a notebook in a fit of anger.
โyโโ The door suddenly opens, Sowonโs small frame standing by the door, sheโs rubbing her eyes tiredly, her chick plushie dangling from her hand (a gift from her uncle Felix as she explained to you). You quickly scramble away from Chris as he clears his throat loudly.
โDaddy, I can't sleep,โ she says faintly, a tiny pout drawn on her lips, and you can see Chris physically melt at her words, at the way she paddles to his chair, and tries her best to climb up his legs. She fails to do so, so he quickly scopes her up his arms until sheโs buried in his hold. Her small hands wound up around his neck, and he tenderly pats down her hair, his gaze never wavering from her frame.
โWant me to sing to you, sweetheart?โ
โYes,โ she whispers, before making grabby hands at you, your heart softens like clay dough as you scoot closer, enclosing her fingers in your hold.ย
โSleep well, Sowonnie,โ you whisper.ย
โCanโt you stay with us?โ she asks and you feel your blood freeze in your veins, your heart skipping three beats at once.
To stay. What a frightening concept. Even more scary when you realize that you arenโt opposed to it.ย
You yearn to stay, for the first time in years, you wish you could.ย
You swallow the growing lump in your throat, before smiling reassuringly. โI'll stay till you fall asleep.โย
Conditions, it is the way it has always been for you. staying till youโre no longer useful, staying till you're no longer wanted. Staying, but always with a time limit, always with an expiration date.ย
iv.ย
Youโre avoiding him.ย
Chris knows you are, since you no longer come over to his house, claiming that youโre tired, or that you have an important order to bake for the next day. He would have believed you had he not seen you only once in the past three weeks.ย
Those were excuses, and each one of them weighed heavily on Chrisโ heart, on his home too, his studio particularly, the one that got used to the sound of your laugh.ย
He misses you. He never thought heโd miss someone again, craving you presence as if every breath leaving his body depended on you. He wasnโt a stranger to intimacy, fleeting hookups every now and then. Strangers invited him to their bed, knowing what they were signing up forโ one night of pleasure, never to be seen again, their faces blurring into an indistinct mass in his mind, like an impressionist painting where no features stand out. Yet, with you, every detail is etched in his memory.ย
He could pick you out of a crowded room, recognize the delicate curve of your neck, the fullness of your lips, and the way your nose scrunches when you smile.
He could draw the moles scattered on your body from memory alone, recognize your scent from miles awayโ your cotton shampoo and the specific laundry detergent you love to use and a hint of vanilla that never truly leaves you.ย
Heโd remember the curve of your lashes and the cascading of your hair, the airy giggles you leave across like a trail for him to follow everywhere, and your eyesโ the way they gazed at him, softening slightly around the edges, shining brightly as if crafted from stardust, the way they softened even more when you looked at Sowon, voice growing slightly high pitched as you listened to his daughterโs rambles.
How did you manage to make his home yours without ever living in it?
โDad?โ Sowon calls out and he snaps his head up, locking eyes with his little girl. Sheโs sitting on a high stool, munching on her pizza, a pensive look on her face.
โYes, sweetheart?โ he asks, walking over to her side.
โWhere is Ynnie?โ she asks in a small voice and he freezes, mulling over his response. He settles for the truth.
โI don't know, baby.โ
โDoes she not want to play with me anymore?โ Sowon whispers, and he doesnโt remember his daughter ever being this tentative about voicing a question.ย
โNo!โ he's quick to reassure, cradling Sowonโs face between his much larger hands. โOf course not baby she loves you a lot.โ
โOkayโฆโ she nods, a small pout drawn on her lips still. Chris senses his heart physically crack in his chest.
โDo you wanna work in the studio with me?โ he says in a joyful tone, and she instantly cheers up, the twinkle in her eyes found again. โYes!โย
โFinish your food first, okay Wonnie?โย
โOkay!โย
In Chris's life, regrets have been scarce, and certainly not in the form of Sowon, his beacon of hope, as he named her. Having her was beholding a sun wherever he went. However, a fear lingers, a whisper in his heart, suggesting that letting you go might be his one true regret.
So when his daughter falls asleep, he knocks on your door once again. He's suddenly transported into that cold night, months ago, where he asked you for flour. Had he known you were behind it he wouldโve knocked much sooner.ย
โHi,โ you greet softly once you open the door. He takes a step forward, his wolf slippers matching with Sowonโs bump into your plain ones. You avert your gaze, finding anything but him to fixate on.
โYou're avoiding me,โ he says matter-of-factly, voice soft, resigning to you.
โI'm not,โ you contradict, even as your eyes remain on the ground. He finds himself missing the color of your irises.
โLook at me, hm?โ he implores, and you stay rooted in place. A soft sigh escapes him as he cradles your right cheek with his warm hand, his thumb gently sweeping across your cheekbone. โYn, please, I want to look at you.โ
Maybe it is the pleading tone of his voice or the way his thumb tenderly grazes your skin, but something about Chris makes your resolve unravel, threads of fear unknotting before your eyes. So, you finally look at him. An exhale of relief escapes him.ย
And then you speak.
โYou asked me if I was okay, and I didn't reply, back then,โ you say, leaning your head further against his palm as tears well up in your waterline. โDo you still want to know my answer?โ
โOf course, always.โ
โI'm happy. With you, with sowon. I feel this warmth that I have never known before when I'm with you. It was almost easy to forget I've known you during winter,โ you chuckle dryly, โbut it is all an illusion, I lie to myself thinking I could stay, Iโฆ I can't, I-โ
โWhat if I ask you to stay?โ he brings your hand to his heart, where it beats erratically, pulse seeping through your skin.
Heโs as scared as you are.
โChrisโฆโ
โWhat if I told you, Yn, please stay with me,โ he breathes out, guiding your hand to gently cup his cheek. โWould you? Would you stay?โ
โI'm terrified,โ you whisper, as he tilts his head, bestowing a tender kiss on your palm.ย
โI know, so am I. But, you make me believe that even my bruised parts are worthy of love.โ
He wins, before years of skeletons and piled up doubts, he wins.ย
โOkay.โ
โOkay?โ
โI'm staying.โ
โYou are?โ
โI am,โ you giggle lightly and he staggers back, the sun pouring into his smile.ย
โUm, wow, okay. Thank you for staying,โ his voice sounds airy, happiness floating in his tone, and you find it contagious, imprinting into your own.
โThank you for asking me to stay.โ
โYou made it less daunting,โ he pats your head, smoothing your hair down. โI missed you.โ
โI missed you too.โ
He giggles in response and you can't help but mirror the sound. โWhy are you so nervous?โ
โWhaaat? I'm not,โ his tone grows high-pitched and you roll your eyes amusedly.ย
โWhat happened to connected Chris?โย
โHe is flustered by the girl he wrote about.โ
Your cheeks tint red as he places a hand above your head, caging you in place.ย
โI think the girl should get paid for being the muse.โ
โOh yeah?โ he smirks, โI'll think about it.โ His grin softens, as a content expression washes over his face. You know you must look the same. โLet's talk more tomorrow, okay?โ
โOkay,โ you grin, before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. โGood night, Chris.โ
โGood night, yn.โ
You quietly watch as he walks to his apartment door, his hand settling on the door knob. He pauses, for a few seconds where the air around you stills, before swiveling around and walking over to you again.ย
you win.ย
โI forgot something,โ he breathes out, before crashing his lips onto yours, furiously, as if needing to imprint his essence onto you, tainting your soul the way you have tainted him, permanently altering the composition of his being. His lips move on yours as if they've done this before, a dance they have rehearsed countless times, perhaps in all the dreams Chris visited you in. Yet, nothing compares to how it feels to have him touch you, lick your lower lip and drag his hand up your hips, press you against your apartment door, and nibble at your neck.ย
Nothing could have prepared you for the passion he shows you, for how delicious it feels to be pressed against him, for the storm that your lips conjure, swirling in your heart in vibrant shades of red. Then, for the softness of his lips as they slow down their course, plump and rosy as they meet your own, tenderly, more gently, one kiss after the other. โMy hope,โ he whispers, as his lips find yours again, โmy missing piece.โ
Heโs hot and cold, in yet seeking no out, finally yours.
bonus (one year later).ย
โSo I brought the eggs, milk, sugar,โ Chris enumerates as he takes out the groceries, and you turn to look at Sowon to find her already gazing at you, a mischievous look on her face.ย
โHow much do you wanna bet he forgot flour?โ you whisper and she giggles, burying her face in her hands to stifle her laugh.
โAndโฆ Wait, where is the flour?โ he trails off and you burst out laughing, as you and Sowon high-five each other excitedly.ย
โDaddy, you are really bad at groceries.โ
โAm I?โ he smiles sheepishly, fiddling with his earlobe in a manner that still makes your heart melt, renders your insides butterflies speaking of Chrisโ name.
โYes, itโs good Mom bought it,โ she says naturally, looking down at her iPad. You and Chris freeze in your tracks, eyes instantly locking with one another, yours and his, glossy with emotion, a loving tide enveloping you both.ย
It's her first time calling you mom.ย
You swallow down the lump in your throat, crafted not by thorns but by petals, not by ache but with love, before placing your chin on the small of her shoulder, murmuring softly. "Mm, will you help me bake, baby?"
โYes! I wanna be a baker when I grow up, just like you.โ
โWhat happened to being a stylist?โ
โI can't be both?โ she frowns innocently.ย
โYou can be anything you want, princess.โ you bop her nose and she giggles, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek.ย
In the grip of winter, Chris discovers a warmth that defies the season, casting off years of cold from the recesses of his bones. A soft smile graces his lips as he gazes at you, his hopes, his girls, the three of you clad in wolf slippers.
Heโll propose to you tomorrow.
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i have an idea :]
ok so i always see people asking for gentle/needy/desperate choso. and i love it, butโฆ
what about unassumingly ruthless choso? reader doesnโt know what sheโs getting into? reader is cocky and gets humbled FAST? idk i justโฆ
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warnings. fem! reader, attempted brat taming, doggystyle, big dick choso, unprotected.
youโve always been one to push his buttons, mainly because he always made it so easy.
choso was as intimidating as a kitten, whenever youโd tease him heโd always keep composure or restrain himself.
briefly smiling nervously, kissing your wrist and telling you to be a good girl and wait until you each return home.
but one day, he kind of just snapsโฆ
he takes you home from shopping nearly all day with you, and you were enthusiastically ecstatic. you wondered what heโd do this time, but your thoughts were no match for what he had initially planned. to put it brief, choso had you laid on the bed on all fours. heโs drilling ruthlessly into your pussy and youโre justโฆspeechless. chosoโs so handsy, every few seconds heโd spank your ass to hear you whine out his nameโin such two slutty syllables.
โc-choso..โ youโd moan, the left side of your cheek attached practically to the silk bed sheets as if it was velcro.
โshh, no talkin, princess,โ he grunts, and you could hear the slight whine picking up his voice before he stops himself. โi-i have to be more stern with you it seems. canโt always be so nice, gotta humble you just a little bit, fuck.โ
if it was a word to perfectly describe you right now, at this particular momentโฆit would for sure beโฆdumbfounded.
you couldnโt see yourself but youโd bet money you looked stupid.
chosoโs dick was so lengthy, appetizing and hitting every spot with just the tiniest amount of pressures his thrusts had you gnawing on the inside of your cheek with your toes curling tightly.
โwhatโs the matter? no more attitude?โ he huffs, tilting his head to move some remaining strands that were starting to occlude his vision.
โi-if youโre gonna be rough, at least go hโโ
โโฆoh, baby, youโre jusโ asking for it by this point.โ he murmurs, wiping his forehead with the back of his palm.
your eyes rolls at feeling the very tips the curve of chosoโs cock kiss against your folds. so deep, his thrusts were sloppy. purely responsible for the squelched that continuously sang throughout the room.
choso grabs onto both of your waist, and you moan once heโs just dragging your hips back and forth against him, making sure you feel every thick inch of his.
โdo me a favor โn arch your back more,โ immensely, you doโyour body responds to choso with such a quickness it was simply humiliating. โgood girlโฆ.now,โ and you barely recognize chosoโs voice. usually itโs so sweet and tender, now it was rough and a bit husky, a rasp hidden underneath each sentence he spoke.
needless to say, you found this version of choso to be quite hot.
โwait,โ he pauses, pausing the mood with his own cute stammer in his voice, back to normal. โnot goin' to rough, am i? i want you to be comfortable and-โ
โbaby, โm fine. keep fucking me please.โ you pleaded, feeling his hips stutter as he was in the middle of talking. even trying to keep up a act, he still wanted to make sure you were okayโchoso simpers to himself, caressing your ass before spanking it yet another time.
โokay okay,โ he hums. his hips pick up again and youโre basically being pounded into the bed. the grip he had on your hips wasnโt too rough but just the perfect amount.
chosoโs breathing starts to pick up, and he enjoys the view of you more than he thought he would. his head goes back, along with his let down hair before he pivots his hips a certain way. your pussy clamped down against him and you hear his jaw clench in pleasure. โโฆshit.โ
your legs quavered beneath him, and he then used a hand to bring both of your wrists behind your back. โj-just like that choso, please, please.โ
โbaby, youโre not supposed to be praising me,โ he pouts, and you giggle before moaning again โ a sudden moment occurs where you thickly swallow, only to continue your sweet whimpers. โthis was s-supposed to be a punishment.โ
โso punish me then.โ you mewled, your cunt easily hugs him like a vice, the noise it makes, a wet pop and youโre just soaked. chosoโs ears grows hot from the feeling and he knows you can feel it too.
he sighs, shoving you further into the bed. โyouโre something else.โ and his voice grows low and pitched againโyet choso does the unexpected. he leans right into you, and you instantaneously feel the heel of his foot press against the very back of your head.
he wore socks, the soft padded wool brushes against your neck, and heโs roughly driving into your pussy now to where you canโt even saying anything.
all that came out of your dumb mouth was a squeal, this angleโฆ
โlet me have you,โ he grunts, balls deep, his base was thick and repeatedly thwacked against your entrance. you were dizzyโฆdrunk, but not that kind of drunk. the good kind where all you could think about was how good you were getting stuffed by your boyfriendโs hefty cock. โyeah, just lie down and let meโfuck.โ
youโre panting, and it felt so good.
choso was always used to being gentle and tender with you, although if you wanted him to be a little rougher, he was more than happy to oblige.
โi-iโm gonna cum, chosoโฆ gonna make me cum.โ
โdonโt think you deserve it, he utters, and your lips part, jaw dropping, plethora of sweetened moans only escaping as a subtle response. โyouโve been teasing me all day. even started to stroke me in the dressing room.โ
โs-sorry.โ you moaned.
choso remains with his foot near the back of your head before pursing his eyebrows together. โyouโre not sorry are you, baby? be honest.โ
โnโno,โ you whined, the thickness of his shaft twitching inside of you felt so heavenly. you could have sworn you felt a vein that ran down his length pulse inside of your tight cunt. โyouโre right, youโre right, โm not s-sorry.โ
he chuckles. โyou could have just lied, you know?โ
chosoโs angle and thrusts against you were so pivotal inside you, so astonishingly deep that not even moments later you end up cumming hard. leaving a ring around his base. your breathing was irregular and heavy, eyes half-lidded and just convulsing underneath him.
โmessy girl,โ he whispers, pulling out, not even caring that he didnโt finish, all that matters was that you did. choso turns you over before planting a kiss on your lipsโyou pull him in for another, and another, before you make him trample onto you. โdid you learn your lesson?โ
โno,โ you moaned, sitting up before lightly shoving him down on his back, straddling his lap now. โi want more.โ
choso smirks, sliding a hand down your waist, fully disregarding his flustered face at seeing you attempt to take control. โof course you do, brat.โ
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I have such a specific idea for poly marauders so please bare with me .
James and Sirius were out to a fancy party and they come home early to see reader and remus having sex in the kitchen , remus has her spread on the table while he fucks her and she arches her back and sees sirius through blurry vision and calls his name, remus doesnโt notice them so he thinks shes calling her other boyfriends name โ wrong boyfriend sweetheart โ so he fucks her harder until she calls his name โ there you go loveโ.
You could continue this however you would like Maybe james and Sirius join them. I also love the idea that after everything when theyโre showering she reassure remus and says something like โ itโs hard to think of anything else when Iโm around you , youโre all consuming โ and the boys agree THATS SO CUTE.
Iโm so sorry that this is long and graphic.
Say My Name // Poly!Marauders x Fem!Reader
A/N: Whoever you are, anon, I thank you for giving me this request because, holy shit, it has turned me (and Remus) absolutely feral, and I have no regrets.
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, fluff, werewolf troupes, feral remus lupin, dom/sub undertones, possessive sex, size difference/kink (!), praise kink, dirty talk, self-confidence issues, gentle touching/kissing, rough oral sex (f receiving), rough sex, overstimulation, table sex, manhandling, multiple orgasms, crying, body worship, anxiety attack (nearly), restraints, blindfold, begging, aftercare :)))
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โYou both look so damn handsome!โ you admire dreamily with a thick lace of sarcasm as you tighten the burgundy scarf around Siriusโ neck. The mischievous glint in those twinkling grey eyes brightened as he rolled them in jest, matching the doting smirk on his full lips. โMaybe you should forgo the leather jackets more often for the waistcoatsโ, you say with a lustful undertone to your words as you look up at him through your lashes.
โHmm, you think so?โ he asks, dipping his height ever so slightly so that he could press his lips to yours in a surprisingly gentle kiss that still managed to pull desire in your abdomen as you leaned in for more but whined as he stood back to full height and straightened the waistcoat you loved so very much.
From behind you at the entrance to the bathroom, James was attempting to knot his bowtie when he wondered, โAre you sure you both donโt want to come with us? We each can have a plus one, which means thereโs room for two. We donโt mind being fashionably lateโ. Glancing over your shoulder, you took in his slick attire that also caused warmth to bloom beneath your cheeks. A simple black jacket shaped perfectly for his slim waist, a crisp white shirt beneath and a matching shade of burgundy to Sirus was the colour for his tie.
The matching colours were an idea of Remusโ, who was lounging across the mammoth bed, his long legs stretched out beneath him with one ankle crossed over the other. He watched James intently, the corner of his eye twitching at the messy-haired Marauder's attempts to tie his bowtie.
Remus stood and approached him, batting away Jamesโ fingers as he began to do the job for him. You watched them fondly before answering the unanswered question. โNo, itโs ok, James. Remus and I have a lovely night filled with a romantic home-cooked meal and a fancy bottle of wine. Who knows where the night may take us? Might end in some lovelyโฆ hand holdingโ, you say with a simple shrug to your shoulders, returning to straightening the already pristine waistcoat of Sirius.
โOh yeah? Some strong hand-holding, Moony, is that what youโve got planned? You might need to up your gameโ, Sirius jokes under his breath as he watches your fingers closely with a dipped head.
Remus snorted, smiling to himself, knowing that your night would be filled with anything but hand-holding, especially as the hours ticked closer to the following day. It was approaching the full moon, not tomorrow but the next day, but that didnโt matter as the changes were already beginning to affect Remus, and it all started with his desire for possession.
The wolf in Remus took a keen liking to you, even from all those years ago when you met the Marauders on the train to Hogwarts. It was an obsession, a need that devoured him completely to be with you. It had been described to you like a mating. Remusโ wolf thought you were his mate; therefore, as the gap between Remusโ and the wolfโs mind thinned with the full moon, the desire would take hold of Remus. There was still the deep, adoring love that he held for James and Sirius, and thankfully, this stopped him from ever deeming them a threat against your love, but others? Well, thatโs where the danger lay, and therefore, it was easier for everyone if you and Remus stayed in for the night rather than have a territorial wizard with werewolf anger in a room full of people.
โRemember to please be safe out there tonight. Donโt do anything I wouldnโt do, and for the love of Merlin, James, please donโt drink and fly again. Iโm not having another incident like last timeโ.
โYes, Mumโ, James grumbles sarcastically as Sirius chuckles under his breath.
โIโll make sure that Prongs is on his best behaviourโ, Sirius reasons with you as his hands come to rest around your waist, pulling you ever so gently closer.
โGoodโ, you say promptly, whilst curling a piece of his long hair around your fingers before reaching up to kiss his lips with a fierce press. โYou look so handsome tonight,โ you try to praise him as your mouths are still kissing together.
โDonโt I always?โ he responds cheekily, earning a half-hearted eye-roll as he eases away, swapping places with James so that he can say goodbye to Remus and James with you.
Your fingers automatically try to tangle through Jamesโ hair, attempting to flatten out the messy strands, but after a couple of minutes of attempts, James tugs you by your wrists. โI donโt know why you even bother; you know my hair will just stay messy. Anyway, doesnโt it add to my roguish good looks?โ he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively as he gives you a broad grin whilst kissing each of your palms.
Your fingers cup his freshly shaved cheeks, caressing the smooth skin as you say, โI hope you have fun tonightโ, whilst leaning up on your tiptoes to kiss him with as much vigour as you could hear from the groans across the room with Sirius and Remus.
James sighed into the kiss, one hand matching yours by resting along your cheek and the other on your lower back as his lips pecked across your face until hovering next to your ear. โIf you need us to come back, just send a note as we taught you; two flicks of your fingers and it should disappear, and weโll come back straight awayโ.
Nodding your head in understanding, James kissed your cheek quickly before standing up to his full height and looking over at the other two men. โSirius, take your tongue from Moonyโs mouth; we must go!โ
You tried to stifle your laughter as the two men pulled away from each other with rosy cheeks and wet lips.
Sirius and James disappeared with a flurry of green fire through the flu network installed in your shared home's kitchen. Remus turned to you with a heartwarming smile as he asked, โShall we put some music on and start with dinner, love?โ
You left it in Remusโ capable hands to find suitable music on his record player, and it ended up being a medley of David Bowie, which you were always happy to listen to. The two of you worked in unison to cook a beautiful roast dinner, moving around one another without getting in the way but making sure to remain at arm's length. Lingering touches to arms or backs, sipping slowly on the bottle of wine as Remus sang along to Bowie under his breath. Youโd told him he could sing louder as you wanted to hear him, but he simply smiled and kissed your cheek, like he was embarrassed at being caught, but it was a rare day where Remus Lupin was embarrassed about anything.
The dinner was beautifully cooked, and there was enough for many more people than just you and Remus. Soon enough, you were stuffed full, thankful for deciding to wear a loose dress today with your expanded stomach. Remus was still eating as you sat and slowly digested your food, talking idly about fond memories from Hogwarts and how your work had been this week. Just anything domestically happy that the two of you could as you shifted closer in your seat so that his large scarred palm could rest on your thigh and your fingers interlock over the back of his hands.
โItโs a rare time when it gets to be just the two of usโ, Remus muses, his hand squeezing your fingers and thighs as he pushes away his empty plate, his eyes solely focused on you.
โItโs been nice. As much as I love having all four of us together, sometimes itโs hard to keep up and give each of you all my attention, so when it's just one-on-one, it feels so intimate, wouldnโt you agree?โ
His eyes softened as he nodded, โI definitely agree. You look so beautiful tonight, by the way. Have I told you that?โ
Warmth filled your cheeks as you looked away to the glass of wine in your other hand. Even after all these years, one small compliment from Remus felt like the world, and it wasnโt the first time he had said that tonight; heโd said it every other sentence, but that didnโt hinder the giddy feeling from spreading in your chest.
โYou, Mr Lupin, are a smooth talkerโ, you say, drinking a sip of your wine, ignoring his growing smile. Placing the glass onto the table, you shifted closer to Remus, resting a hand on his chest as you realised how much time had passed over the night. โSo pudding, what would you like? I think we have some ice cream in the freezer, or if youโre lucky, James would have left us a couple of slices of his mumโs cake from yesterdayโ.
Remus didnโt answer immediately as you realised he was just silently watching you with the beautiful twinkle back in his eye, a curve to his lips that you itched to caress with your thumb. But then, he shifted forward in his seat so you were only mere inches from your faces touching, and the soft flop of his mousey brown hair fell into his eyes. โYouโre so pretty, Remusโ, you admire and then hold back a giggle as his cheeks flare with colour at your compliment.
โPretty and scarredโ, he muttered in response, cupping your wrist and bringing your fingers to his lips so he could kiss them carefully.
Your automatic response was to shout at him. It wasnโt that he had said anything remotely negative, but you knew the self-conscious thoughts that laced his words that he rarely spoke but still thought. You wanted to remind him of the hundreds of times he had ever scolded you for making negative comments about yourself or any self-doubt. Still, if you did, you knew it would ruin the positive mood for the night, so you wanted to continue with words of affirmation.
Closing the gap between each other, you kissed the tip of his nose whilst cupping both cheeks, paying specific attention to the thick pink scar that ran down from his temple, over his brow and his cheek. โI love you, scars and allโ.
Remusโ tension seemed to ease from his shoulders as he breathed lightly out of his nose, his face lowering to rest on your shoulder as you held him for a moment before he began to stand and offered a hand, โWhat about a dance mโlady, then Iโll find you something sweet to suck on for desertโ.
Ignoring the innuendo, you grinned up at him, placing your hand into his much larger palm. James and Sirius had lessons growing up from their families on how to dance for special balls they were forced to attend. You and Remus, on the other hand, were utterly clueless, but this only added to the joy and laughter as you both clumsily tried not to step on the other's toes or twirl without knocking into furniture.
Youโd laughed so hard that a stitch formed in your side, causing the vivid dance to settle into a light sway. Your head rested on Remus's shoulder as his cheek pressed against the top of your head, arms around your shoulder as he lightly sang the next Bowie song.
Everything was perfect, especially as his rough fingertips danced up the nape of your neck, carefully tipping your head back so that you were now staring up into his kind eyes, his lips no longer moving along to the lyrics as he licked them carefully, moistening them before dipping his head. The kiss was as gentle as his hands now cupping your face, and you wondered for a moment if you were lightheaded from holding your breath in anticipation or from the effects of having your boyfriend kissing you.
Remus was soft, lovely and perfect as he eased away to put a gap between your mouths, but only so that he could adjust his position by keeping one hand on your jaw and the other around your waist before taking your breath away once more. Instantly, your body rose to the tips of your toes to be closer to him and firm the kiss.
The breath youโd both been holding released, noses pressing into each other's cheeks as the warm air tickled your ears. His tongue teased the seam of your lips, and as you relaxed into the kiss, many things seemed to happen at once.
The grandfather clock in the living room chimed midnight, and the soft Remus youโd been carefully kissing and exploring with your lips was now firmly gripping the back of your thighs, lifting you whilst simultaneously stepping towards the table as you squealed in shock, desperately gripping his shoulders for support.
Plates and glasses smashed onto the floor as Remus shoved aside the lovely table setting so that there was a firm blank canvas for you to be led on.
โWoah, Remus, just give me a minute.โ You try to reason with him to at least get your bearings. Having been standing up two seconds ago, you were now led on your back with your boyfriend having become frantic with his actions. His shoulders shook with restraint, and his eyes didnโt lift from the edge of your skirt as he reached for the material. Not only this, but the brightness in his eyes had one, replaced with sinful hunger.
โNeed you-โ he muttered with a gruffness that hadnโt been there moments ago.
This was why youโd decided to stay in. Sometimes, Remus would curl around your body with the need to simply just breathe you in and declare that you were his; heโd become somewhat feral.
The fire in your body scorched to life as the need seeped into your core. As lovely as it had been, seeing him like this just did something to you. You wanted him just as desperately.
Frantically, you tried to help him lift up your skirt, but he was in control, pushing the material and tearing it in places with his firm grip until your legs and underwear-covered pussy were revealed. For a moment, it looked like he was going to dribble as you tried to reach for him to tell him to take a breath and compose himself, but all you were able to do audibly was scream out, head tipping back as Remus devoured you.
The Marauder hadnโt even waited for your underwear to be removed before his mouth was on you, hands not-so-gently wrapping around your thighs to push your legs apart, the slippers youโd been wearing now flying off in different directions across the kitchen. It was like heโd not eaten a single thing all night with the way his lips and jaw moved against your most sensitive of areas.
The sensation was odd with the barrier of cotton in between your cunt and his mouth. All you had was the pressure, wetness beginning to soak through from his tongue and the overwhelming heat from his mouth. Remus moved hungrily, licking and caressing with his mouth as you lay with your arms gripping onto the edge of the table above your head.
โRem-Remus! Merlin, please donโt stop!โ you begged desperately, allowing your body to succumb to his touch. You couldnโt even open your eyes without feeling dizzy with the sensations of his body all over your lower half as he pressed his tongue firmly against your throbbing clit, circling it with intention.
The hands on your thighs pushed harder, giving his face more room as a deep groan burned from his chest as he needed more. Still, as you whimpered from him to not stop, he stayed in place, stimulating your clit over and over again until your body was tensing with the pulses of desire from your cunt as your orgasm erupted.
His motions continued through the waves of pleasure, and even after, he carried on with his devouring, even as you verged on the edge of becoming overstimulated from the rough material of your panties rubbing against your delicate area. Remus needed more, and he was ready to take it.
The pressure on the back of your thighs suddenly disappears as he drapes your legs over his shoulders, giving you a better angle now to reach down and run your shaky fingers through his soft hair.
With your eyes firmly closed, you hadnโt noticed that your underwear had been torn clean from your body, only noticing when there was no barrier between what you both wanted. Your back arched from the stimulation of him sucking on your bundle of nerves, making an obscenely wet noise as your juices and his saliva caused a heavenly mess.ย
Your legs had begun squeezing his face as you werenโt able to control your body, but he didnโt stop; he just simply continued to eat your pretty cunt. โPleaseโฆ.please Remusโ, you continued to beg but unsure of what as you were thoroughly warm head to toe with the effects from your last orgasm, but his playful mouth knew just the right ways to keep you at the elevated bliss.
The thickness of his tongue pressed against your throbbing hole, delving as deep as he could go before curling it and exploring the warm softness of your cunt as the tip of his nose stimulated your clit.
It was intense, primarily as his large hands now rested on your abdomen, pushing down and forcing your hips to remain against the table so that he could remain in complete control of the stimulation to your body.
Clenching relentlessly around his tongue, your body couldnโt tell if it was calming down from an orgasm or having another. The overwhelming sensation caused tears to well in your eyes as the apples of your cheeks burned with heat. Everything was too much; even the clothes covering your torso felt claustrophobic as your nipples ached to be free.
โAh!โ you babbled, unable to even say his name as more intense waves of pleasure rocked from your cunt as it pulsed around his tongue. The tears escaped down your cheeks as you tried to gasp for air, your body finally slumping in exhaustion against the table as Remus began to stand from where heโd been on his knees for you.
Each of your legs was carefully eased from his shoulders to dangle off the edge of the wooden surface, not that you could keep them up anyway, as your entire body felt as if it was made of jelly.
โDid so good for me, Love. Taste so fucking good, wanna try?โ he asked from where he now looked down at you, hovering only inches away from your face as his fingers wiped away the evidence of the tears. You nod quickly, opening your eyes for a split second to see Remusโ dark eyes and swollen, wet lips before they were pressing against yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth and allowing you the vulgar opportunity to taste your own juices from his mouth.
โMy pretty girl tastes so goodโ, he admired, staring down at you, memorising every flicker of emotions on your face. You mewled at the compliment, nuzzling your face pathetically into his palm as he cradled your face. โWhat do you want? I want to hear you say itโ.
His tone indicated that he was teasing, which was a rare attribute for Remus as he usually just liked to do whatever he had in mind, but when he was like this, wishing to get the very most from you as his werewolf subconscious began to flicker through his thoughts.
โYou, I want you. Please!โ you stress whilst trying to look up at him, fingers trembling at your side with the need to touch him somehow.
The corners of Remusโ lips tilted up as he smiled down at you, โHave I ever told you how much I love to hear you beg?โ
Before you could respond, you were gasping as coolness licked over your chest as heโd swiped his wand down the centre of your clothing until it was falling off of your shoulders, and your body could be free from the confines. His eyes lowered, focused on your pebbled nipples as they begged for him to be touched, but he didnโt rush to them.
Instead, Remus began the long journey of exploring the rest of your body with firm kisses and licking with the flat of his tongue. He paid special attention to your neck, as he always did this close to the full moon as his sharp teeth grazed over your pulse point, the animalistic side of his begging to bite down and mark his girl, but he restrained, knowing it would be painful for you. The last time heโd done so, heโd had a right bollocking off of James and Sirius, who prattled on about how you werenโt his chew toy, even though you had insisted that it was ok.
Moving lower, Remus worshipped your breasts. He was licking the skin around the areola before drawing your nipple and some breast tissue into his mouth, sucking with enough force that the area swelled with the rush of blood. The fire in your core intensified as you gained enough energy to lift your hands and grip his shirt.
โI need you, Remus, please stop teasing meโ, you beg, but all that earned in response was an approved grunt.
โRelax, and just let me kiss youโ, he sniped with desire as you wanted to sass back but found yourself melting into the table instead. Each inch of your stomach, hips, legs, arms, everywhere he could reach in this position, he praised with his mouth until he was once again hovering above your lips. โAll I can think about is youโ, he admitted, his tone caught between hunger and pain as his thoughts were becoming too clouded by the wolfโs desire to be close to you.
Your fingers combed through his hair as you tried to sound as calming as possible, โI know, Remus, itโs ok. Iโm right here. Take meโ.
A shiver ran down his spine as he finally began to unbuckle his trousers, freeing his cock between your bodies as he rested on his elbows on either side of your face so that his face could nuzzle into your neck.
You took the honours of reaching between your legs, grasping his impressively hard cock, admiring the soft skin and veins that bulged as you pulled him closer to where you needed him most.
โTell me youโre mineโ, he begged as you directed his tip to your soaked hole.
Tilting your head so that you could kiss his cheek, you implored, โIโm yours Remus - FUCK!โ
All you could do was curse and cling to him as, with one powerful thrust, the majority of his cock stretched into your pussy. You could never take his entire length unless it were through anal play, but that didnโt stop him trying as the pressure became overwhelming as he nudged against your cervix.
Your thighs trembled once more as he gave you time to adjust, sighing blissfully against your neck as if he had finally found what it was that he was looking for. However, as your cunt frantically fluttered around Remus as you adjusted to the intrusion, Remus began to rut his hips in short, snapping thrusts slowly.
You groaned at the sensation and found your hips meeting his until all restraint was gone, and Remus was fucking you hard and fast.
Pushing up on his hands so that he was looking down at you, Remus fucked you hard. The table beneath you groaned just as loudly as you were as it rocked against the floor, and for a split second, you hoped it wouldnโt suddenly collapse beneath you two.
Remus suddenly moved as if hearing your thoughts, widening his stance as he stood to his full height, hands on your thighs and bringing your body to the very edge of the table. In this position, he could fuck you with quick snaps of his hips. Your back arched in this new position, pleasure pouring into your soul.
However, a noise over the sound of the fucking caught your attention as the fire flickered with green flames, and you couldnโt help but gasp, โSirius!โ as he stepped out of the fire, followed closely by James.
Remus, still with his head hunched slightly from where he was watching you intently, growled at the name used, his gaze hardening on you as he leaned back until you looked into each other's eyes. โWrong name, Sweetheartโ, he demanded lowly, fucking into you with as power as he could, causing you to cry out and tense with the pleasure. โI only want my name coming out of your mouth, do you understand?โ
โYes, Remus! Iโm sorry!โ you plead with him as he fucks you harder.
โThere you go, Love. See, it wasnโt so difficult, was it?โ As he talks, he lifts his hands and covers your eyes so you can no longer look at Sirius or James as youโre plunged into darkness.
โDonโt be too hard on her, Moonyโ, James teases from somewhere across the room as you hear him and Sirius shuffling around but are unable to see what they are doing.
Remus grunts but doesnโt stop with his motions, making sure that your next orgasm is just as overwhelming and powerful as the others as your cunt clung to him for dear life, attempting to milk his balls with the powerful clenches but he didnโt stop fucking you all the way through your orgasm.
Having his hand over your eyes was a disorientating position to be in, especially as he would every so often kiss your cheek or neck, savouring your soft skin before moving away so that his momentum could continue.
A hiss echoed across the room from wherever your other two boyfriends currently were, and as another whimper sounded from what you assumed was Sirius, Remus then decided it would be a good time to completely pull out of your pussy, leaving you gaping and empty.
Before you could moan, more disorientation flowed through you as his hand was removed from your face, and your body was being manhandled so that you were now being turned over on the table until your front was pressed against the wood. With a gentle kick to your ankle, Remus made room between your legs for himself and fucked into you. He was even deeper in this angle, which you didnโt think was possible as his chest pressed against your back.
His and didnโt return to your face, allowing you to look at your other lovers. Sirius was currently sitting on Jamesโ lap, both of their fancy clothes more dishevelled from earlier as the bowtie and scarf were off and the top buttons were undone. They stared intently at you and Remus as they touched one another. James was kissing the column of Siriusโ neck whilst his hands groped at the bulge at the front of his trousers. At the same time, Sirius was grinding his hips down on James, who you assumed had a matching bulge that was rubbing against Siriusโ arse.
โYouโre mine, Love. Arenโt you? My pretty girlโ, Remus whispered with deep penetrations of his cock into your cunt.
โYes! Iโm yours, Remus! Youโre so deepโ, you proclaim with a cry as you find yourself already wanting to peak and cum over his thick dick again. However, Remus knew you just as well as you knew yourself and could feel the tightening of your soft walls and stopped all thrusting as you sobbed with the beautiful feeling washing away.
His hand eased beneath your face, holding your jaw and forcing your sight away from your boyfriend's until it was tilted to look over your shoulder at Remus. โYou only get to cum after themโ, he demands before nipping your ear love with a sharp tug of his teeth.
โMoony, you really are tense, arenโt youโ Sirius jokes breathlessly as he moves more eagerly against James, whose hand is now fully inside of his boyfriend's trousers, wanking him off in time with the movements.
Thankfully it didnโt take them long to cum, Sirius first with his head thrown back and trousers staining a dark colour in a little puddle. James then rutted up into Sirius a few minutes later, groaning and stilling his movements. Both breathed each other in deeply, lazily kissing and holding onto one another until your sudden gasp echoed around the room as Remus continued with his fucking.
Your head moved to drop onto the table as you accepted the fucking, but Remusโ hand remained beneath, cushioning your face from the hardness of the wooden table as his lips moved to the junction between your throat and shoulder.
With each thrust, Remus repeatedly grunted the possessive word, โMine!โ until it was all you could think about. Your orgasm nearly caused you to pass out with its intensity. Juices streamed from your cunt, dripping down your thighs as waves of clenching pleasure constricted around Remusโ cock until he was forcing as much of himself as he could into you, and thick seed spurted into you. The warmth was welcomed as it soothed your pussy from the inside out as it began to trickle down your thighs, mixing with your own juices.
You were half aware of your movements, more concerned with the fact that you couldnโt control the tremble and sobs as Remus pressed himself harder over your back, making you feel grounded and safe.
โShh. Slowly breathe in and out for me. Thatโs it. Slowly breathe for me again, keep going, well doneโ, Remus encouraged for some time as youโd been close to a panic attack with the overstimulation, close to tipping into the submissive headspace that would have taken them a lot longer to draw you out of.
โItโs justโฆ a lotโ, you say shakily, eyes closed and absorbing every warmth he was willing to give youโ.
โI know, Iโve got you. Iโve always got youโ, he reassured calmly.
Youโre exhausted, ready to fall asleep right there on the kitchen table as you whisper, โI wanna go to sleepโ.
Remus kissed your naked shoulder, โAfter we clean you up, ok, Love?โ
As Remus begins to stand, his half-hard cock slipping out of your well-used hole with a slurp and shudder from both of you, did James finally step forward whilst readjusting his softening cock in his trousers.
Squatting down next to you, his fingers tentatively caressed your cheek while keeping an eye on Remus behind you to ensure the action wouldnโt trigger him somehow. โYou alright there?โ James asked softly.
โMmhm. Just a little sleepyโ, you say whilst closing your eyes at the ticklish touch on your face.
Sirius stepped forward from behind James, raising his wand and pointing it to the destroyed rest of the kitchen mess, โIโll clean up here, you guys look after her, and Iโll join you in the bathroomโ.
Remus had to carry you to the bathroom as liquid drips flooded out of you and marked the direction you had been giving Sirius more to clean up. As this house was altered for the four of you, the shower was wide enough to provide you with Remus and James plenty of room to wash together.
You attempted to stand up on your own but ended up leaning heavily on Remus as James washed the remnants of the fucking from your body was skilled, careful fingers.
โYou know I didnโt mean to say the wrong name, right? I just didnโt expect to see them standing there and-โ you begin to explain with Remus, worried heโd been upset by you saying Siriusโs name earlier.
However, his lips quickly cut you off with a simple peck, โI knowโ.
Kissing his cheek several times, you mumbled against his skin, โItโs hard to think of anything else when Iโm around you. Youโre all consuming, Remusโ.
Against your lips, you feel the heat radiating off of him in a quick burst of rare embarrassment as he actually blushed at your words.
โSheโs right, Moony. Without you, there is no us without youโ, James quips in a rare statement of sincerity.
A cough from the bathroom door catches all your attention as Sirius casually leans against the door frame, cheeks round with roast potato as he joins in with the Remus praising. โThereโs a reason why we all argue every night to see who gets to be spooned by the magnificent Remus Lupinโ.
Three of you chuckled before you asked, โAre you eating my leftovers?โ
โWhat?โ he says with a shrug, stepping further into the room and beginning to take off his clothing at last. โThe food was scarce at the party, and Moonyโs roasties are always so fucking goodโ.
You nod in agreement before looking up at Remus once more, who looks quite proud of himself for the flow of compliments coming his way. However, as you attempted to lean up onto your tip toes again to kiss his handsome face in some way, your knees decided they were finished holding up your way as you nearly collapsed to the floor, only stopping because of his strong arms wrapping around your waist.
โAs much as I appreciate this little pep talk, I think we need to get someone to bedโ.
Remus lay in the centre of the bed, where he rightfully deserved to be tonight with you on top of him, face resting on his chest and legs on either side of his hips as each of your hands held his. Sirius and James joined later, deciding they needed some extra alone time in the shower together, as the dry humping hadnโt entirely filled that horny spot for either of them.
You were asleep by the time both men crept into bed, resting either side of you and Remus with arms spooning around your back as the three shared a kiss goodnight. โHow was your night?โ Remus asked, looking between James and Sirius. โYouโre both sober, so Iโm assuming no mischief?โ
โOh, Moony, like we need alcohol to cause a riot. Why do you think weโre back so early?โ Sirius declares whilst flicking out the laugh and curling in closer to the warmth of bodies as Remus chuckles into the darkness.
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(Smut/ NSFW +18 - minors DNI !)
Yoga instructor! Geto who starts your private session together with the brightest smile and the kindest words. He helps you unwind with some breathing exercises then tells you to mirror his movements and positions. He even gently corrects your stance to perfectly match his own.
Yoga instructor! Geto notices that your muscles are still tense and that your body needs to loosen up a bit more. So he invites you to sit in front of him and starts massaging your neck and shoulders. his slender yet powerful fingers are hitting the perfect spots in your body as if he was inside it, driving every hint of stress away through your skin.
Yoga instructor! Geto who pushes the sighs of satisfaction out of your lips. Slowly getting you all loose and putty in his hands as you try your best not to moan from his melting touches.
"I'm glad my lovely client is enjoying my small service." He whispers deeply next to your neck, eyes filled with fiery lust hiding under his dark lashes.
The heat you felt in your cheeks is now pooling in your belly, then burning down into your sex. His touches are getting painfully slower. But he's still as cool and unbothered as always, only taunting your senses and driving your heart insane for his own heart's content.
You somehow decide to strip off to your sportsbra, telling him that it makes it easier for him to reach your pressure points.
Yoga instructor! Geto who agrees with a little smirk, but now just to be fair, he gets to take off his black tank top as well.
Your back is now rubbing against his abs. His arms are caging you tight on either side and his long fingers roam dangerously lower, from the curves of your breasts down to him strocking the fat of your stomach, carressing your hips and ghosting over your wet pussy.
Yoga instructor! Geto who notices you giving him the cutest puppy eyes. You never break eye contact with him as you spread your legs wide, take his hand in yours then place it on the spot that's aching for him the most..
"Sorry...It felt a little warm. maybe because of the stress.." you drift your eyes away only for them to meet his again, cheeks squeezed between his fingers.
"Aww, is that so ??"
"Yeah.."
"don't you worry love. I'mma take care of it"...
Yoga instructor! Geto who's now face buried in your cunt cause 'he needs to relieve your inner tension'. His silky tongue is smoothing its way between your folds you and shamelessly making out with your pussy lips. His eyes are smiling at you as he releases your clit with the cutest "pop" sound.
Yoga instructor! Geto who's now pounding you in a full nelson with your legs on both sides of your head. His large hands keep your head still as he promises you he's gonna chase all your tension away.
"hnngh..how does it feel now, cupcake? ah-fuck.. is the stress gone yet?"
Yoga instructor! Geto who tells you to come more often, because he won't be charging you for your private sessions anymore.
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This is... love? (Simon Riley x Reader)
- SMUT SMUT SMUT - MDNI MDNI MDNI -
First time writing smut in a loooong time, so bare with me. Had an idea and ran with it. I hope you like it tho!
Simon Riley can fuck. But what about the first time you make love?
Word Count: 2.8K
Pairing: Simon Riley x Reader/You
Warnings: crying during sex (not the bad kind tho, promise), explicit sex, p in v, praise (heavy heavy like on god), gentle love making <3 bc our boy can fuck, but what about other stuff too?!
Of course, youโve fucked. Simon has been your boyfriend for 3 years now, youโre definitely comfortable to explore that part of your relationship now.
Simon has had you bent over every piece of furniture in your flat, has had you in every bed in your house, in the shower, on the floor, a couple of times on the balcony even. Heโs had you pinned to walls in sketchy bar bathrooms, heโs had you in the back of his nice looking truck, the bed of that same truck- fuckinโ everywhere.
Thatโs all itโs been, itโs been fucking. Rough, fast- always fucking godly, of course, but itโs primal. Animalistic, and you love it- you truly do love it.
But this time you want to do things different. You want to slow it down, you want to fucking relish in the man youโre lucky to call your own. You donโt want to fuck, you want to make love to him.
Simon has always beenโฆ not exactly averse to your softer affections, as heโs always a very willing participant, but you sometimes notice he seemsโฆ overwhelmed. Like he canโt quite handle the raw, genuine emotion behind a soft, tender, lingering touch. His cheeks heat up, he gets this certain look in his eyes, and while heโs never been mean about it- he backs away from it. He shies away from it.ย
Youโve tried talking to him about it- youโve tried many, many times to bring it up to him. And yet the bastard always has a way to switch up the conversation, to change things around, to slip past the topic so easily- he can spin straw into gold with that mouth of his.
So, youโve decided to take matters into your own hands.
Youโre laying in bed, cuddled right up to him, your leg thrown over his hips and an arm thrown over his chest while you lay on your side, your head nestled perfectly in the crook of his arm. Simonโs hand idly plays with the ends of your hair, his arm wrapped around you, simply holding you to him as if to make sure you donโt slip away.ย
Simon is seemingly lost in thought, eyes closed and body more or less relaxed- as relaxed as Simon can be when the man is always seemingly on alert to every little sound.ย
โHey, Si,โ You murmur out, your fingers idly tracing random shapes against the fabric of his shirt.
He hums to let you know heโs heard you, but otherwise doesnโt really react.
Fuck, you love this man. You love every inch of him, everything about him. You even love that he always leaves the toilet seat up (you swear he does it out of spite) because you know youโd miss it if he wasnโt around to keep doing it.
โCan I try something?โ You ask, tone soft and relaxed, casual. Not at all portraying the thoughts in your head, your secret little โmastermindโ plan.ย
โThaโs quite vague, ainโt it, love?โ Simon grumbles out, voice low as if to match the atmosphere of simple peace and quiet.
โHmmโฆโ You trail off, a playful smile growing on your face- not that heโs looking to see it, โI think itโs pretty simple. Either yes or no.โ You quip with a nod, moving to lean up, resting your weight on your elbows so you can look down at him with a soft, gentle smile.
And of course at feeling you move, his arm moves from around your shoulders to around your waist- always touching you, never wanting you far when heโs finally home. (You donโt realize home is you- but of course heโs never quite told you that).
Simonโs eyes open at your movement, too. Pretty brown eyes, half lidded in his more-or-less relaxed state as he looks up to meet your gaze, his gaze soft in the way it only ever is for you- his mask resting along the nightstand by the bed.
There if he needs it- but itโs rarely needed with you around. A warm light, easily able to lighten up even the darkest depths of his mind to keep his demons at bay.
โ....yes?โ Simon offers after a few moments of contemplation, a curious look in his own eyes as they scan over your face- looking for a hint of what possible fuckery you could be up to at this point.
Your soft smile stretches out into a soft grin as you lean down, pressing your lips to Simon's and letting your eyes flutter shut. One of your hands come up, tracing softly up his chest, up his throat, along his jaw before settling to cup his cheek.
You can feel his breath hitch the slightest bit at the soft touch, the lingering touch. This is the kind of kiss that usually overwhelms him, but maybe heโs in a good mood tonight. Your thumb softly caresses his cheek while your tongues intertwine, and you can feel the moment Simon tries to speed it up.
You pull away, eyes still closed, your lips brushing against his as you speak, โNo, no,โ
And you promptly place your lips back against his own, not giving him time to start spitting his bullshit about how heโs going to make you see stars if you donโt stop teasing him- because thatโs not the goal here.ย
You shift your body, moving to straddle Simon's hips (a feat in its own right), keeping one hand cupping his cheek while the other moves to the hem of his shirt, slowly running over the skin above the waistband of his pajama pants, before delving under the fabric and feeling the softness of his tummy, touch so soft and gentle, so loving against his body.
Simon doesnโt know what to think, his own hands seeming to hesitate before they come to rest along your thighs, squeezing the fat there a bit roughly- but thatโs okay, you can teach him.ย
โLove your hands, Si,โ You murmur as you finally pull away from the kiss, only to trail kisses down his jawline, slow and soft, occasionally nipping at the skin.
Simon let's out a grunt, his fingers digging into the meat of your thighs before moving to cup your ass, pushing your body to force your clothed cunt to grind against his already hard cock, and a breathy moan leaves your lips from the stimulation- but damn it, youโre doing this your way this time.
โIโll stop,โ You warn, voice still soft, but there'sโฆ an edge to it for once, one stating that you really will.
A soft groan leaves Simon's lips, along with a scoff at the absolute audacity of you, โLove,โ Simon says, in warning more than anything.ย
โI donโt wanna hear it,โ Youโre quick to say, before leaning back to meet his pretty, brown-eyed gaze, your hands moving to lift his shirt which he eagerly enough helps with, throwing the fabric away and down to the floor like it was the very thing that killed his family.
โฆa bit much, but you can understand his eagerness.
โYouโre so beautiful, Simon,โ You murmur out, eyes filled with nothing but adoration as you trail your hands across the familiar expanse of his chest, fingers running through his chest hair, thumbs brushing over his nipples before trailing down his sides. Your palms run over the subtle softness of his belly, where you know there is muscle hidden underneath.
A hiss leaves Simon's lips, and you can feel his cock twitch from where youโre perched in his lap. โBloody โell, love, the fuck ya doin?โ Simon mutters, hands moving to grab your hips.
โJusโ be good for me, yeah?โ You murmur out, a soft, adoring smile on your face as you finally look up to meet his gaze.
The sight alone is enough to make you pause slightly. Heโs not like this when youโre fucking- and you donโt even have his dick in you yet! His cheeks are flushed, not from exertion, heโs just flustered, his bottom lip between his teeth, brows pinched together with pretty glossy eyes.
Almost like he could cry- but not quite.ย
โYouโre always so good for me, Si,โ You murmur, grinding your hips against his own and letting out another breathy moan at the feeling, his hands tightening their grip of your hips in response. Just one look and you can tell heโs overwhelmed already- or at the very least getting there. But he hasnโt once told you to stop- heโs simply tried speeding you up, which you have no interest in. Not this time.
You grab his hands, kissing each of his knuckles before slowly dragging them underneath your own shirt, placing his palms against your breasts, his thumbs already swiping at your nipples, at the already peaked buds there.
โAlways takinโ such good care of me, my love,โ You praise, and you reward him with another slow grind, beginning to set such a slow, but lovely pace, just enough friction to make you want more- but thatโs the goal. A slow build, no rush, no desperation, justโฆ slow. Loving. Gentle. Tender.
Simon visibly gulps, his hands squeezing the flesh of your tits with a groan before heโs tugging your shirt off and adding it to the growing pile on the floor. He tries to buck his hips, tries to get your movements to speed up- but you simply lift up, ending the contact altogether, and send him a pointed look.
โDo ya not want me to fuck ya, love? Whatโs all this then?โ Simon says with a huff, eyes narrowing slightly as they meet your own.
Anyone else would say heโs frustrated- and yeah, partly he is. But you know your Simon, you can see that glossiness to his eyes, can see the slightest twitch of his brow- heโs overwhelmed- heโs not sure how to handle this, the softness, the gentleness.
Simon likes to say he canโt be soft, canโt be gentle, canโt be loving. But itโs been 3 years with this man- you know he can. He just needs to be taught- itโs simply something heโs never had before, itโs not like he was born with the knowledge.
โNo,โ You answer with a pleased, breathy sigh, resting your hips back against his own and beginning that slow grind once more, feeling his cock twitch at the action. โDonโt wanna fuck, Si. Jusโ be good for me, baby. Jusโ sit here, look pretty for me. Always so good for me. Jusโ let me love you, sweet boy,โ You murmur out, eyes meeting his own and holding their gaze.
You trail your hands down his arms along his shoulders and collar bones, quite literally loving every inch of his skin.
Simonโs cheeks get hotter, the look he gives you is entirely overwhelmed, spooked even. Like the thought of being loved is absolutely horrifying alone.
โBe good? Kinda kinky, innit?โ Simon mumbles out in response, looking at you with a quirked brow.
But you donโt stop. And he doesnโt stop you.
Clothes continue to fly off, positions change, but somehow you manage to remain in full control for once. And he lets you. Sure, you have to correct him at times, have to remind him to slow down, all with soft smiles and gentle praise- and he eats it up like a starving hound.
Even now, as moans and breathy praise leaves your lips, Simon being vocal, a rarity on itโs own, at least to this extent.
โFeel sโ good around me, love, fuck, so good,โ He fucking babbles, his cock dragging along the walls of your drooling cunt at a slow, but steady pace. Youโre underneath him now- stereotypical missionary- but itโs divine.
You pull Simonโs head down, pressing his forehead against your own, your legs wrapped loosely around his hips as his cock drags deliciously over all those sweet spots inside, the soft mound above his cock pressing against your clit with every. Single. Thrust.
Itโs a slow build up, so slow, and while he focuses on clenching his fists into the sheets above your head, resting on his elbows on either side of it, you focus on touching him, praising him.
โAlways so good to me, baby,โ You practically purr the words.
โI love you so much, Si, so much,โ You say, breathless as your back arches, forehead pressed to his and eyes closed in bliss of the slow building pleasure.
โLike you were made jusโ for me, sweet boy,โ Your hands move to wrap around his shoulders, one of them tangling in his hair.
โLove how you make me feel, Simon,โ You moan out, legs tightening their grip around his hips.
If your eyes werenโt closed, youโd see how Simon is looking at you right now.
Simon is looking at you like youโre a fucking goddessโฆ but the vision is blurry, from the pure overwhelming, unshed tears in his eyes. God, heโs pathetic, isnโt he? Crying? During sex? But he canโt even entertain the thought- thoughtful praise continuing to spill from your lips as he continues his slow, languid, deep thrusts.ย
He focuses on the feeling, on the way your words are soothing parts of him he didnโt care to recognize were broken, he focuses on the way your hands trail across his skin so fucking lovingly- as if heโs actually worth something. As if heโs someone and not a monster. As if he doesnโt have hundreds of lives taken by the very hands you praise for touching you.
No- no, none of that matters right now, as for the first time in his fucking life Simon Riley doesnโt fuck- he makes love.ย
โGod- g-gonna make me cum, Simon- fuck- love the way you make me cum-โ You whimper out, back arching into him and fuck, Simon canโt take it anymore.
Simon doesnโt know what to think. Sure, the pleasure is mind-numbing, your pussy always feels so fucking good when itโs wrapped around his cock like this, but itโs damn near tripled by the pure feelings youโre forcing him to feel. The way his chest burns, but itโs so good- he can fucking feel the love you have for him, the way you hold him in your heart, the way you think of him as though he put the very stars in the sky for you and you alone. And he would- fuck he absolutely would. Heโd give you the world should you ask for it- fuck he loves you, he loves you, he loves you, he loves you.
He doesnโt speed up- he wants the slower build up, too, doesnโt want to rush it, but heโs going to shatter if more praise leaves your lips so he presses down, slotting his mouth against your own, a minor distraction really.
You can feel the wetness to his cheeks.
You know itโs not sweat.
Your hands move to cup his cheeks so softly, so lovingly, so gently. You moan into his mouth as the pleasure builds until that band finally fucking snaps, and youโre on cloud nine.
Simon buries his head in the crook of your neck, his hot, thick cum shooting ropes into you as your cunt squeezes his cock like a vice, truly milking him for all heโs worth.
Youโre both panting, but Simon's head stays hidden- you know why, you can feel the tears against your neck, but you donโt say anything.
You wrap your arms around him, holding him close as you come down from your high, nuzzling your cheek against the top of his head.
โLove you so much,โ You whisper out, running a hand through his hair, still slightly breathless.
You can feel Simon place the softest kiss to your neck, arms squeezing you almost too tightly, but you donโt say anything.ย
You know your Simon. Heโs not a monster. Heโs not a killing machine. Heโs a man- your man. Simonโs not unlovable, heโs not broken. Heโs not stupid for simply not knowing. Heโs not stupid for simply needing to be taught.
And you love him. Gods, do you love him. Youโll teach him. Youโll teach him itโs okay, heโs safe here, in your arms. Heโs safe to love, to cry, to breakdown, heโs safe to get the very things heโs never had- and youโll give them willingly.
You donโt know how long you stay like that. His now soft cock still buried in your cunt, his tears have subsided awhile ago, but heโs still unwilling to move from his spot- not that youโre complaining.ย
Itโs so quiet you barely even hear it, but fuck, youโre so glad you did.
โLove ya,โ Simon mumbles against your skin, his voice so quiet, hoarse and rough. But so very soft, so very gentle.
Yeah. Simon Riley can fuck like a god. But Simon Riley is learning how to love you fully, how to make love to you fully- and he wouldnโt change a thing. Neither would you.
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WHAT THE BUZZ! โ RAFE CAMERON (smut 18+, mdni.)
pairing; boyfriend!rafe cameron x fem!reader
summary: rafe returns home with a fresh new haircut, and you don't know whether to be mad... or turned on
warnings: smut 18+, mdni. fingering, oral.
it was a peaceful saturday afternoon in the outerbanks. the sun slowly setting over the horizon as it emitted a soft golden orange hue to the sky from your window.
you quickly flipped over the next page of your magazine, feeling the glossy pages between your fingertips.
you had to admit you really hadn't done much today. besides going out for lunch with your boyfriend before he dropped you off at your house because he was meeting up with his friend barry for the afternoon.
that gave you an ample amount of time to paint your toes a bright white and to change your bed sheets to your favourite cream set with little pink roses decorating the fabric.
now you were lying on your bed, clad in a matching pyjama and fluffy light pink socks, kicking your legs as you read a magazine filled with unnecessary celebrity gossip lying on your stomach.
rafe was due to be at yours any minute, hopefully arriving with his promise of ice cream for dinner.
you didn't make any attempt to move as you heard your front door lock click and the sound of heavy footsteps making their way towards your room.
you bit your lip in anticipation, hearing the sound of rafe making his way to the front of your open bedroom door and his body leaning up against the door frame.
you smiled and you rolled your body over, making your way to sit at the edge of your bed.
though, instead of your boyfriend standing at your door, there was a man. seemingly resembling your boyfriend.
the same clothes, the same bright smile, the same strong arms with veins running down to his hands, but with... a buzzcut??
"rafe! what did you do!" you jump up from your place on your bed, padding your feet over to your boyfriend. you reach your perfectly manicured hand up to his usually soft, golden mop of hair, only to feel spikiness under your fingers.
"what? don't like it baby?" he asked, painting a mocking pout on his face as he brought his hands to the sides on your waist. "no-no. i-i i like it, its just.. different" he sighed, standing back so you could get a better look at the man in front of you.
his bone structure could probably fit any haircut he had, this one being no exception. he was utterly beautiful.
and as much as you are going to mourn the loss of carding your fingers through his soft locks, you could get used to how this new haircut made him look. which was even hotter, in your humble opinion.
"b-but. how am i going to play with your hair?" he raised his brow at your phrasing of what he knew you meant was 'how am i going to tug on your hair as you're eating me out'
"hair grows, pretty girl. but you and i both know that you playing with my hair is not your only problem with this" rafe stated smirking, the cold metal of his ring making contact with the bottom on your thigh as he hoisted you up so your legs were straddling his waist.
you squealed at his movements, draping your hands over his shoulders and he carried you over to your bed, dropping you softly where your head hit the pillows.
"why didn't you tell me you were getting your haircut?" you asked, changing the subject as rafe planted kisses down your neck.
"barry did it, said it would be fun to see your reaction." he murmured, not lifting his head up from your neck. "you shaved your hair to get my reaction, rafe!" you scolded, playfully pushing his head away from you.
"kinda, and my hair kept getting in my eyes, disrupted me from eating my meals" he said nonchalantly as he swiftly pulled your red heart-decorated cream colored shorts down your soft legs.
"what do you mean?" you asked, staring down at him through your lashes as goosebumps appeared all over the skin of your thighs from his fleeting touches as he pulled your white lacy panties off slowly.
"you, baby." he states simply, running one slender finger through your wet folds. you hissed at his touch, lulling your head to the side as you rested on your plush bunny lying on your bed, discreetly turning it over so it was facing the covers and not witnessing your lewd acts.
he spread your thighs further apart, kneading the skin as he licked a long strip across your slit, making you jolt.
"it's ok baby" he said softly, grabbing your hand for you to have something to hold onto as he watched you grasp the air near his head, not feeling the normal soft locs you were used to due to his recent haircut.
he began to drape your legs over his shoulders, pushing them against your chest as you whimpered, looking at you sternly as he used his large biceps to keep you pinned down.
he bowed his head down, the sound of him spitting offensively making its way to your ears as he took his finger and spread his salvia all over your pussy.
he shushed condescendingly and he entered his first finger into you, watching closely as it disappeared in you. "good girl, you're doin' so good for me yea?"
you nodded quickly at his question, feeling him kiss your clit once before diving in and moving his tongue all around your pussy. he pumped his finger in and out and he collected all your juices, eating you out like a starved man.
"god i love this pussy, so good to me" rafe says to himself, pushing you down further as he pushes another finger into you, making you squirm.
the coil in the bottom of your tummy tightens, getting closer and closer to exploding as he keeps sucking on your clit. your legs shake over his shoulders, making him to chuckle against you, vibrations pulsating through you from his actions.
your eyes squeezed your eyes shut, bringing your hands up to his biceps and pushing your acrylics so hard into him they were sure to leave marks, but he didn't care.
"you gonna cum for me baby?" he asked looking up at you, his lips puffy and slick with your juices.
you bit your now chapped lips as you nodded eagerly, his fingers how speeding up inside of you.
"o-oh my god rafe" you moaned, trying to pull away from him subconsciously but his arms not letting you move an inch. "c'mon sweet girl, give it to me"
your eyes rolled back and you came, his fingers and tongue working you through your orgasm as you squealed, thankful your parents weren't home for the evening.
"so, so sweet. love the taste of this pussy" rafe sighed, not making a move to stop after you had came, causing fat tears to roll down your cheeks from overstimulation.
"how many more do you think you can give me ma?"
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any more thoughts on puppy art.. please. only if u want to though haha !! (please?)
ohh u guys love your darling little lapdog huh?
LAPDOG ART DONALDSON! fem!reader
โธ a drooler. nosing his head between your legs n he's already salivating. he's so cute like that. face smushed between your thighs, panting as spit pools in his mouth, nose twitching like a cute little bunny at the scent of your arousal. taking the trim of your panties between his teeth, dragging it down inch by inch. quivering because he just wants to rip them off but the last time he did that he tore your nice lacy lingerie and u didnt touch him for a week. when he eats you out he laps at your cunt like an eager puppy. comes away absolutely glistening. dripping, even. your juices n his saliva smearing his cheeks, his nose, dribbling down his chin.
โธ bigggg on humping. obviously. when you're too busy to give him attention he'll just shuffle over onto your lap and just start rubbing up against you. he's ridden out the best orgasms that way; creaming in his already-sodden boxers as slick gets all over ur thigh. he likes to do it when you're working or when you're on a call (you always punish him best that way). oftentimes you'll wake up at night to slick sheetsโfinding him grindin up against you, moaning and whimpering. a sleepy, boneless mess on your knee. he'll already have gotten himself off thrice before he tries to wakes you, just to be safe (you might take it away from him, after all).
โธ teething.... grown ass man teething... gnawing on your shoulder to stop himself from crying out when you let him fuck you.. nibbling your bottom lip red n raw when you kiss.. slobbering all over your mouth. during sex if you tease him he'll start to chew anxiously at the end of ur bra strap, the hem of your shorts, your panties if you keep him waiting too long. sometimes randomly takes your hand by the wrist and takes a fake chomp out of it (affectionate).
โธ not beyond jus being your lil stress relief toy. coming back home and he's been so good for you. he won his match. he's cooked dinner. but you don't have time for any of that. "oh, baby, don't give me that look. cock out, now." and he makes a little mewling noise and immediately his shorts are a crumpled puddle on the floorโraging boner popping out, all swollen n red n leaking bc hes been waiting for you for hours.
โธ sighing, telling him to sit and so he does. legs spreading wide on the couch, blinking up at u in earnest neediness. and when you sink onto his cock he makes this insane, visceral whining noiseโback arcing off the seat.
โธ cockwarmer? more like cuntwarmer. you tell him don't move and don't cum. an impossible ask. he's pawing at your back, whimpering when your only response is to lean back heavier, sinking your full weight down on his poor, poor cock. n it feels soso good but he only lasts two minutes on a good day! let alone when you're switching the tv on and settling back into him like he's part of the couch. occasionally your hips jump, walls pulsing tight, choking his sensitive dick. you're grinding down into his lap and he's twitching inside of u and hot tears are prickling his eyesโfingers digging into your thighs, trembling.
โธ time ticking on.. the coil of heat in his gut winding tighter n tighter.. art's cheeks are flushed and hes wetting the back of your shirt with his silent tears. he persists, though, because he's good. he's gonna be a good boy for you. and it works! for a time, when you seem like you've almost forgotten your pussy is strangling his cock and you're only rolling your hips occasionally, sending warm thrums of pleasure through him. lulling him into a false sense of security.
โธ until all of a sudden you decide to be mean and for whatever reason you lift your hips before slamming them back down again, and his sharp gasp and slurred mewls perfectly cue the geyser that erupts from his slit.
โธ not even letting him cum inside you.. sliding off his spurting cock thats blowing cum like a volcano. hot, sticky strings arcing in the air and splattering all over the carpet, the couch cushions. his eyes glazing over, all glassy n sparkly as he crumples back in the couch, blubbering tearful apologies as his cock leaks like a faucet, staining the poor, new pillows.
โธ adores aftercare. or just your comfort in general. please rest your hand against his cheek and let him sigh and melt and nuzzle into the palm of your hand like you're taking the weight of the world off his shoulders. tug gently on his hair. scratch his scalp. let him curl up on your lap and pat him and coo sweet nothings in his ear. simple things, like "sweet baby, did so good today." or "tired puppy. took mommy so well."
โธ "fuckโ m'sorry. m'sorry, m'sorryโ" "hey, shh, darling. aw, don't cry. mommy's got you. how bout you curl up on momma's lap, kay?" "..mkay."
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โ๏ธใปhappy birthday, gojo โธโธใป
"what do we have here?" he chuckles, his eyes piercing into your body. you're sitting on the floor in front of the door in cute white panties and your boobs are covered by a tiny ribbon that matches the one in your hair.
"happy birthday." you say shily, getting up to hug him. satoru lifts you up before kissing you softly. your legs are wrapped around his waist tightly even though you know he would never let you go. his eyes are back on the ribbon on your chest.
"it barely covers your nipples, baby." he says, making your cheeks turn red. the ribbon isn't hiding anything but you thought it was cute.
"you don't like it?" you ask and gojo's eyes turn red.
"of course i like it. i love it baby." he starts walking with you to your room where he throws you on the bed. gojo crawls on top of you, untying the ribbon to look at your boobs. he latches his mouth on one of your nipples, sucking while he teases the other one with his finger. you're confused, he ruined your whole plans, you were supposed to be the one pleasuring him.
"satoru, can i suck you off?" you ask him mid moans, but he just shakes his head. his mouth moves lower to the elastic of your panties. his tongue licks you over your underwear, knowing exactly where your clit is.
"satoruuuu..." you whine. you want him to feel good too.
"let me take care of you."
he pulls your panties down your legs, leaving you bare in front of him. he dives right in between your legs. you're already soaked, he always gets surprised how fast that little pussy gets wet. he eats you out slowly, taking him time with tasting you and maybe even teasing you.
"you're so good." you praise him and he giggles right in between your legs. he loves how innocent you are, of course he would be good at this.
"i need you inside." you moan, your fingers tangling in his hair to push him deeper. he laughs.
"but baby, you're pressing my face in between your legs while you beg for me to fuck you. you have to pick one." your cheeks go dark red again. but it's true, you want him to do both of those things at the same time. he smacks his lips, finally leaving the place in between your thighs. gojo pushes his pants down, revealing his already leaky hard on. precum is dripping down his length and he takes it in his hand, stroking to massage it into his shaft.
"are you ready?" he asks, pressing his tip to your opening. you nod your head frantically, whining when he rubs it up and down your pussy. with one quick thrust, he shelters himself inside of your pussy. he doesn't give you time to get used to his length and starts thrusting in. you took him multiple times and you love the sting. he's so much bigger than you, yet you take him so perfectly.
"harder." you moan, your body moving up and down under him on the bed. you're like a rag doll in his arms and he gets to do anything he wants with you. gojo gives it to you harder, making you scream. he savours every thrust of his hips, knowing you're close and he's close too. your pussy tightens on his cock. you'd never tell him you're close but he senses it.
"are you close, my love?" he asks, his finger coming to rub at your clit. you squeak, the stimulation too good for you. you nod your head at him, mouth opening to tell him but before you can speak, the knot inside of you bursts. you cum with a loud moan, your pussy squirting on his shaft. the grip your pussy has on him is too much for satoru and he cums inside of you. you can feel every spurt of his cum painting your walls.
he gently pulls out of you, making you whine in the loss of fullness.
"happy birthday." you giggle which makes him laugh too.
"thank you, baby. it was the best birthday present."
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honeymoon- nanami kento x wife!reader
a/n- in preparation for this weekโs episode, this is my ode to my husband
warnings- fem!reader, unprotected sex, praise, missionary pos, mating press, belly bulge, nanami has a big d, implied breeding kink, fluffff
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Nanami Kento had been dreaming of a vacation. Somewhere with sand and palm trees, warm weather, the ocean, you. Now it would take a lot for him to admit this because heโs not a dreamer, per se, especially with his strict work ethic, but the amount of times he had to catch himself during a shift from drifting off in a fantasy about sleeping in or relaxing on the beach, you could say he had started to reflect his child-like self.
Except every single one of those dreams could not rival the feeling of experiencing his honeymoon with you. Heโd gotten what he wanted. A private villa, surrounded by greenery with a whole rainbow of colors blessing the space. Red, orange, pink, and especially white flowers would pop out from the dense leaves of the tropical garden that was essentially your front yard, their sweet perfume just light enough to not be too overbearing. The villa was perched in a cluster of palms, the white-sand beaches of the Caribbean literally at your disposal by a pathway from your bedroom, its wood-lined trail leading down to a private oceanside cove of sand and the most vivid aquamarine water youโd ever seen.
It had been five days since the two of you had arrived at your little oasis, 120 hours of complete and utter relaxation accompanied by sheer happiness. You could barely contain your excitement for the trip when heโd announced the surprise destination a month before your wedding, and that giddiness you were once feeling was multiplied tenfold. Kento Nanami was finally your husband. The man you had fallen for was now tied to you legally and emotionally, the two of you matching with the golden bands placed upon your fingers, yours just a tad bit more extravagant with the stone you had dreamt of forged perfectly into the smooth metal.
Your favorite gift you had received though was once again from your husband. It had been given on the day of your wedding, a little white, bow-tied box placed in your hands before the reception. Upon opening it, you were met with a pretty bracelet, a twisted chain of pure platinum so uniformly perfect, you knew your husband had picked it. Your favorite part however, was the tiny charm hanging from the chain, a cursive โkโ inscribed into the precious material, a clear sign of your newly wedโs hand in the purchase. โIโm yours now,โ he had whispered into your hair, kissing away a stray tear from your cheek before helping you clasp the delicate chain around your wrist.
For days you had thanked him any way you could for his kindness, the two new additions heโd gifted so beautifully thoughtful, gifts that certainly garnered a lot of attention, especially when it came to some.. exerting activities.
It was like the atmosphere had turned you two into animals, your bodies sore from the endless (sorry for lack of a better word), fucking, the tension so thick you could feel it heavy in your chest, the warm, salty breeze flowing through the mesh, white curtains of your bedroom doing nothing to help calm your lustful state.
It was nearly dusk and your current session had started about an hour ago, any and every position you could think of already tried, your body turned and flipped a multitude of times before you were placed on your back again, thighs pushed up against your chest, your legs falling over your husbandโs broad shoulders.
Your throat was dry from the fountain of moans constantly spilling from your mouth, Nanamiโs name starting to sound like an imaginary word from the amount of times youโd choked out the syllables. Donโt be too embarrassed though because he was just as knocked as you, his skin flush from exertion, sweat dampening his blonde locks, and his usually cool tone of voice had turned desperate, your own name a slurred grumble or groan every time he felt you clench around him.
Your silky, white nightgown had been discarded long ago, the little scrap of fabric on the floor reminding you of what had started this escapade in the first place. The memory of Nanamiโs eyes darkening when youโd emerged for bedtime had your stomach tightening and eyes squeezing shut. Youโd known him for who knows how long and he still managed to make you feel like a horny teenager with just one look.
โMy perfect wife,โ he panted into your neck, heavy cock nudging your deepest parts, you could feel him in your belly, could even see him in your belly, the area below your navel molding just slightly into the shape of his cock every time he would push into you.
Your skin was glowing from the last remnants of sunlight reaching through the gauzey curtains, the ocean waves gentle as they crashed along the shore, wrapping you in a cocoon of pure passion, the current moment so perfect and loving, one of Nanamiโs hands snaking into your palm to ground you, the other resting beside your head as he kissed the tender curve of your neck.
He was a warm lover. Caring, romantic, a listener. Someone who focuses on giving instead of stealing pleasure. Thatโs why it was so easy to give him your trust, to open yourself up to him emotionally, and physically. Someone who easily outshined anyone when it came to choosing who to share your remaining years with.
Your ring fingers clinked together when he pushed into you with a particularly needy thrust, the golden bands once again twining as his fingers curled over your own in a firm lock. โOnly yours,โ you whimpered out, voice almost breaking from your very vulnerable position, your chest compromised as your legs were propped up, the backs of your thighs fitting against his chest, folding over his shoulders at the knees.
Not only did your words drive him crazy, but the little jingle he would hear every time his hips connected with your own had his eyebrows knitting with some primal need to actually make you his. The bracelet heโd gifted you had ended up clasped around your delicate ankle, the silver charm glinting his initial in the low lights, every little reflection catching his peripheral, spurring him on. You had done it on purpose. You had known he would have you folded sooner or later and you knew how much he loved to mark you, that piece of jewelry a literal signing of his name on you.
Your mouths latched onto each other, hurried kisses ending in heavy breaths against each otherโs face or neck, eventually your foreheads being the place of rest as he continued to fuck you with every ounce of energy in his body.
โ-love you, sโmuch,โ you murmured, voice lilting with the rising pleasure in your core, his thick length prodding every ridge you had to offer, that spongey spot of nerves catching his head with every pass, eliciting a gasp from your lips, Nanamiโs jaw clenching as he held himself back from completely plowing into you, your approaching climax drawing a rush of liquid from your twitching cunt, trickling onto his thighs.
โI love you,โ he kissed you this time, his strong hand fisting the sheets beside your head, the other still clutching onto your hand as he knocked the breath from your lungs, his cock feeling like a full-blown spear impaling you, the only thing keeping you sane being his mouth on you, and the sweet-nothings groaned from his lips.
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It was dark by the time you two had truly finished with each other, your body curled up in Nanamiโs lap as he lounged with you on the large chairs placed outside the curtains of your bedroom, the moonlight bouncing off the waves as they continued their trek across the shore.
His nimble fingers traced gentle shapes on your back, your upper body covered by his blue shirt, dwarfing your form in a pool of fabric, Nanami modeling your โhalf-nakednessโ with only a pair of boxers, his strong legs visible to your very sleepy, but eager eyes.
Some type of tropical, cricket creature hummed a pretty song, coaxing your eyelids to flutter, your body sinking further into your husbandโs hold, your cheek nestled gently against the soft curves of his collarbone, his heartbeat steady in your ear.
Taking note of your drifting consciousness, Nanami smiled down at your curled up form, fingers slowly letting up on their brief massage session to brace his hold. โLetโs get you to bed,โ he murmured, kissing the top of your hair with such tenderness you almost agreed to get up and listen, but he was just so warm and cozy.
Pretending to not hear him, you put on your best sleeping face, mouth opening slightly to really pull it off, the tiniest of snores leaving you in a very convincing manner. Silence followed your antics before a rumble vibrated from the chest of the man you lied on, a soft laugh leaving him as he took in your โsleeping stateโ, a laugh that had your lips twitching, a smile almost breaking out on your face.
โWhat a shame.. the Mrs. has fallen asleep on me,โ he sighed, voice filled with faux sorrow, and when he relaxed back into the chair, you thought the victory was yours, nuzzling back against his chest to comfortably relax again. That was.. before your world was turned upside down, a yelp echoing from your throat as Nanami hoisted you over his shoulder, your bottom cradled by his large hand as he smiled that stupid smile of his and trekked back into the bedroom, all fatigue gone from the two of you, replaced with the teasing air of aching want.
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๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ: ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฏ, ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐๐. ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฉ (๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ!๐๐, ๐ซ๐๐๐!๐๐), ๐๐ก๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ค๐ข๐. (๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ง ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌ. ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ ๐ข ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐)
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๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐บ๐ฝ, ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
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โฃ๏ธ โฃ๏ธ โฃ๏ธ
โrafe, what if we get caughtโ you try to say in between the sloppy make-out session, as rafe pushes you into a dark room. your stomach instantly fills with butterflies at the thought of someone walking in or walking by and hearing the things rafe is about to do to you.
โjust stay quiet for me, baby,โ rafe says, while his hand runs through your hair, pulling at it slightly.
his hard-on pressing into you, pulling you out of your worried thoughts. he grabs the back of your thighs, lifting, and setting you down onto a table in the corner of the room.
slipping in between your thighs, he almost instantly starts grinding, making you wetter. โhurry, please.โ you, wrap your arms around him, grinding your hips deeper into him trying to create some friction.
โfuck, you feel so goodโ he groans, resting his head on your shoulder making your hips move faster with the help of his hands. โbetter than your wife?โ you smirk, knowing his wife is just downstairs โshut up.โ he pulls you off the table, turning you around in one swift moment.
he pulls at your small shorts letting them fall along with your underwear. you press your back against him, head falling on his shoulder, as his hand trails down, slipping into your wet folds, rubbing slowly. and the other pressing into your belly pushing you deeper into his back.
โbe a good girl, and stay quiet, yeah?โ he whispers, breathing lowly into your ear sending shivers down your spine. his fingers push into you slowly, pumping into the wetness you've had all day since he walked into the gathering party that was held for god knows who.
โstop teasing and fuck me.โ you hiss, needing more than his fingers. โso needy, huh?โ he starts kissing your neck, sucking lightly, not enough to leave bruises.
he slips his hand under your shirt, cupping your breast, messaging it softly. โno bra?โ he says, and you can almost feel his smirk.
โhow do you want it, baby?โ his voice sounding more lustful than when you first started.
โAnway. just as long as youโre in meโ you say almost moaning, hearing your wetness with every thrust of his fingers. โPlease rafe, fuck me.โ
you were willing to beg to get him to fuck you. he's been eye fucking you, and sending dirty messages all day.
he spreads your legs, as you hear his pants fall onto the ground with a loud *clink* from his belt. โif i hear one sound come out that pretty mouth I'm stopping, got that?โ he warns, holding your hips steady against him as he aligns himself with you.
you nod fast preparing yourself to try and stay quiet. โuse your words.โ he says sounding impatient. โyes, i promise to be quiet.โ you nod repeatedly again.
that was all he needed to hear. his hips snapping into you, thrusting slowly, fingers digging into your sides. you bite your lip holding back your moans, while your hips match rafes pace perfectly.
โwhat would your wife think of this?โ you tease. you always hated her, not because of rafe but because she was just a bitch who thought she was above everyone else. โdonโt bring up my fucking wife while im fucking youโ he growls, thrusting into you faster taking all the words right out of your mouth.
you feel him brush against your g spot making your eyes roll back and your mouth hang low. โso fucking perfect and wetโ he praises, pushing into your belly, feeling himself.
โyou feel how deep i am baby?โโฆ โyou feel how good i make you feel?โ he groans forcing you to choke out words.
โi..iโ โฆ โfuckโ you moan not able to answer him. he just smirks knowing the control he has over you.
you start to tighten and pulse around him holding onto the table for balance. you were always used to a quick fuck with rafe. this all started a year ago when you both were drunk at midsummer and he took you to his boat and fucked you.
โwhere do you want me to cum, baby?โ rafe asks, as you both start to feel the fiery feeling in the pit of your stomach, ready for release.
โin me.โ you manage to moan out, arching your back and feeling your release come closer. โfuck.โ rafe moans throwing his head back and thrusting faster. โwe need to stop doing this.โ he refers to the no condom usage. โbut it feels.. too good not to.โ
โcum fโme, baby.โ he says holding his groan, placing his hand on your clit, rubbing just enough for you to cum.
โoh, fuck rafe.โ you cry out quietly trying to keep your moans low. โi told you to be quiet didn't i?โ he brings a hand up to your mouth, as you both cum.
the tightening of your pussy clenching around him sends him into the most pleasurable state he's ever been in. as for you, you were a moaning mess against his hand that was muffling your sounds, only making him drive into you faster, sending you over the edge from your orgasm.
โholy fuckโ you finally let out, when his hand pulls away and he starts to slow down. your head dropping forward as your shaky hands try their best to hold you up and your legs try to stable themselves.
he pulls out slowly letting out a final groan. you both say nothing as you pull on your pants.
โiโll pick you up on the boat tomorrow night?โ he questions but it was more of an plan. all you can do is nod, still trying to catch your breath.
he smirks kissing you on the forehead before leaving and probably on his way to find his wife. but all you could do was smirk knowing his cum is dripping down your legs and not hers.
โฃ๏ธ โฃ๏ธ โฃ๏ธ
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