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hey you stupid cunt can you write 💔💔💔💔💔

um……!

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Return?

Honestly…. If I had better consistency, I’d probably be fantastic right now. My writing is something I’m proud of, but it came with the weird caveat of me disappearing for months on end. I have like four things in the vault, and I actually plan to finish them now.

And for a return that I’d love to do, I’ll be back with a Jennie fic, with grandeur and all that shit.

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unnie im gonna cry how long does it take 😭 but it's okay take your time It's enough for me that you even try to do it.. I love youuuu <33333

Girl I am so sorry it so long😭 Personal things made it take it a little longer, but I finished it now and put in some extra effort for youuu <333

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SHACKLES| Bangchan X Fem!reader| Request! @jiyeonslays

A/N: For some reason, anytime I give a date on anything. Life decides to hit me with its trials. Romance for some reason hinders fanfics. It was supposed to only take 2 days, but apparently my love life didn't like that answer. But i did put in more effort to make it a little more worth it. <3

Warnings: smut, creampie, semi rough sex, half angst half fluff.

WC:1617.

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It’d been 2 years since he went to jail for murdering him. You’d wished it hadn’t been labeled murder, it was just much needed vindication. He did it for you, to protect you, to make sure nothing came between him and his love. But thankfully, he was released today. And you were damn well gonna give him a warm welcome.

---

The price of safety from another almost felt like it wasn’t worth it. You’d missed Chan ever since he was locked up, even if it was legally wrong. It was the only way, the only exceptional thing that could’ve been done to keep you safe. You knew damn well if he didn’t do what he did, it would’ve broken you. 

You normally weren’t the one that thought killing another should ever be an option. But the pain, the abuse that went under every type, and the downright disgusting treatment of you.  It felt right, divine intervention, the only call that could begin to rectify and convict your ex of his act of torture.

Hours upon hours of his verbal berating, his fist clutching whenever you didn’t agree, and the pain from being treated like nothing and only seen as another thing on the earth that stole breath from the earth. 

But Chan? He saved you from that, freed you from that torment and showed you what real love was. Being treated like you mattered was refreshing and very much needed. He took care of you even after all the reassuring that killing him was the right decision. Throughout all he did, you were still never prepared to watch someone you hated with all of your being, simply die in front of you.

Trauma was never something you’d wanted to have to stomach, but knowing it all. You almost wished you pulled the trigger instead of Chan.

But all reminiscing made you forget the fact that you had ignored while rethinking all of this while spread out in your bed.

He’d be getting released today, and right now? You should have already been on the road..

A heavy groan and slow, yet heavy hand slowly dragging down your face. You clothed your naked body, got your keys, and left to start this dreadfully long 2 hour drive.

- - - 

He got into the passenger seat of your car, the look on his face looking different after so long. But his aura hasn't changed, he was still the same chan. Even after taking the life of a man who absolutely deserved it. That comforting smile still melted your heart, and all you wanted to see was that smile you had missed so much. All day, all night. 

“Hey, baby. It's been a while huh? Did you miss me?” Chan turned his head to you, smiling ear to ear as he studied your face again.

“Don’t ask me something stupid like that,” You leaned over from your seat and hugged him. “Of course I did, you know that.” You slightly pouted.

“Hey I was joking.” He chuckled, his tone softening from how much he missed you too. “I know you did, and you’re well aware I did too.” He embraced you and placed a gentle, clasping hand behind your head and kissed the top of your head.

”I wrote and sent you things every day! Even your favorite books, and sometimes those pictures we took a while ago.” You pulled yourself away from him to give him his space.

“And I thanked you for all of that. Especially those nude ones, I needed something to pleasure myself too.” He smirked, leaning onto the car down and placing his head on his fist.

“Even in prison, you're still a walking, talking cock.” You put the car in drive and pull out the lot.

“One you’d always happily service” He said in a jumpy tone, shooting a playful punch at your elbow.

Once you guys got on the road, silence and whatever was on the radio made the ambience of the car for the next hour. Though quiet, it was sweet. Being with him after all this time, you didn’t care how you spent your time with him.

Thinking back on all the unhinged and fun conversations you shared in this same car bestowed a lingering smile on your face. It was so good to see him again. Every part of your body pulsated and quivered with pent up excitement and libido. Being near him brought it all back, you haven’t done the deed with anyone since then, and you thought.

“God, I missed him badly. I’m wet just sitting next to him now, I’m so pent up I could just strip him and take him whole..” 

Knowing that, that's what you were going to do. You wanted him to take you whole, you’d been waiting for him to touch you, to fuck you, just simply kiss you after all this time. You just yearned for another time where his key would unlock your hole.

- - -

The feeling of being picked up and slammed on this bed he used to always take you on was lip biting. He didn’t waste a second when you shot the offer of. 

“Tonight, I don’t care what you do to me. Whatever hole you please, however rough you wanna do me. I just want you to fuck me crazy.” 

“Was this what you were waiting for? Just for me to fuck you like a slut?” He asked in a husky voice, his hands dancing against your breast. 

“Mhm.” You moaned at his touch, “That’s exactly what I want, I’ve been waiting years for this. I need you bad okay?” You quiver at every movement, you haven’t been so tense at a man’s touch since then. It feels like you couldn’t even handle this let alone full blown fucking. But your body told you, it wanted it all. 

“Well okay princess, I'm gonna have my way with you okay?” He leaned down, being mere inches away from your neck and began to pepper you down.

You nod in agreement, his lips feeling like butterfly wings across your skin as he kisses around your neck, slowly going down the line and making it to your clavicle, playfully nibbling at it and getting more sensual everytime your body shakes in pleasure. 

He groaned as his kisses got lower and the depth between each one getting harder and harder. You had basically begged for him to hurry up and get down to your pussy. Though he knew that, and he loved taking his sweet time to savor every part of you. To tease and to annoy you. 

“Oh, Chan!” You screamed, “Just get down there already, I'm begging you I can't take it anymore.” 

Taking what you said into playful consideration, he stopped kissing you from top to bottom and quickly dragged his tongue down your torso until he was met face to face with your sopping wet entrance.

He was like a plumber the way his tongue plunged his tongue in and out of your vagina. Also following that, the onslaught of a very much invited finger joined in to make sure your pipes were cleaned. 

He only sucked more and more, kept changing from fast and slow with his fingers. You couldn't handle it anymore, your body knew it couldn't hold that orgasm any longer. And knowing that, you came all over his face and his fingers.

“That's only the first time, sweetheart. He uttered, licking his finger clean and beginning to take his briefs off. Releasing his rock hard cock, veins bulging all the way from the tip down. Tense and ready to reunite with its plaything once more.

He had crawled on top of you, showing every ounce of his muscular body like it was in 4k. His big chest, his bolstering biceps, and chiseled abs. Also not ignoring his huge package that was waiting to get in the back of your truck.

“Are you finally gonna actually fuck me? You know I hate that foreplay shit, I'm too horny for that.” You playfully pout at him, a seductive smirk growing on your face.

“Mhm,” He began to drag his tip around your clit, covering it in all of your sweet juices. “Just you like it.” He said as he rammed it inside you, a strong sexual moan escaping your mouth with pants following its path.

“Oh my, FUCK. I needed this, after so long I’ve been begging to be filled up like this again. His cock is just playing inside me, I can feel every throb with double the effect. My pussy is just hugging him back with every time that dick shows me it still wants me.

He didn't beat around the bush this time, his strokes went deep. In and out repeatedly, harder and harder with every second that passed. You could feel him getting closer and closer, and you only began to think more wildly. Making you wrap your arms around his torso, your grip tight as he started to pound you harder. 

“Cum inside me, Chan. Please, I want it so bad.” 

“As you wish, princess.” He replied, going balls deep inside you and releasing a fat load inside you. One that would definitely knock you up.

You pant and pant feeling his cum course through your vagina.

After he dropped that inside you, he had basically collapsed on top of you, obviously wore out after so long without sex. Though he was heavy this was the only time that you would let this happen .So you caressed his head and your fingers through his hair as he cuddled up on you. 

You missed this and would do anything to keep this forevermore.

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hi unnie~ can I request a bang chan smut "he just got out of the prison for killing your psycho ex and after 2 years of being away for home you were waiting for him on bed dressed exactly how he likes" it's bang chan × fem!reader and if you can't do this it's okay. It sounds horrible and complicated but if you choose to do it I trust you. Thank you and love you unnie~ <333

I’m positive I can do that for you! The idea sure is interesting, but I’m confident I can do it! It should only take a day or two, max. Promise <333

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REDEYE | BANGCHAN X Fem!Reader.

A/N: So... I learned I'm god awful at scheduling, and the whiteboard I got didn't help at all. I'm definitely gonna try to keep up the 3 day thing, since the human alarm clock I'm related too would want it. This is like a months work i guess? I might continue this...

✧ “Control your breathing, clear your mind, and switch off the safety. Aim with not only intent to harm but also intent to kill. This is how someone as strong, as beautiful, and as ravishing as yourself protects themselves. Especially from all the filthy men who’d dare try to touch my beloved. Mhm, that’s how, just like that. Good girl.”

Warnings: Mafia, fingering, light murder, guns.

WC: 2111

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Satin black, hugs the waist, and plays into your hourglass figure. Channie had picked the perfect dress for you. It screamed class and authority, displaying the strong woman you were. Followed with a pair of black heels and an expensive chained purse made with gold. Your black ensemble was there and thriving because of the woman who wore it. And Chan knew you were the only one for it, the only woman who could make something so simple, so plain and empty. Only accentuate your aura more and more until it spreads like pheromones.

You stared at this outfit that was laid out for you on your bed by the maids, thinking about when's the last time you’d laid out an outfit for yourself. The lavish life he’d provided you was amazing. But it always felt weird. With all this fortune, came the right of not having to do most things. Since others just did it for you. It felt as if it was false solace. Business was the only thing  keeping you busy, and when it wasn't you were with chan, cuddling with chan, or loving chan. 

You basically revolve around chan nowadays, and thanks to him. This life of riches and sovereignty was real even if it was built with blood illegality. You were already accustomed to that life, and he simply gave it to you the way you knew normal.

But now, business has been on its uptake, more clients willing to deepen your pockets to reduce the earth’s population and more drugs that need moving. Meaning it was a mafia's heyday for profits.

Though, with the added work and illicit moving, that meant an advent of increased danger arose. The only important part being,

It’s become sooo dangerous, even for you pretty women. Had to get their hands dirty in the case of  “self defense.”

Chan, obviously aware of that fact, decided that it’s high time for you to learn to shoot a gun. With him as your teacher, and you being a quick learner. The method of concept, method, and exposure would make this quick and easy.

After you got dressed in this empowering outfit, you stood in front of the mirror in quiet admiration, though the outfit was basic. It had class to it, a certain chique if you will. You liked the look even though it isn’t as flashy as what you're normally accustomed to.

Distracting you from yourself, You felt a vibration from your phone in your purse that hangs near your side, reaching for it and checking who had texted you. 

It was Chan.

Chan|Y/N

Amor, did you wear the dress I sent for you?

Mhm, it’s wonderful. Hugs my body perfectly, my love.

Perfect. Remember, it’s a special day today. 

Yes, yes I’m aware mio. It’s only your fifth time reminding me.

Don’t get smart with me. 

Oh I can get as smart as I want too channie, no gun of yours could scare me, you wouldn’t hurt me even if I begged you too.

Whatever.. See you in five, you know where. 

Mhm. I’ll be there. Love you. 

Uhuh.

Say it back, Chan.

Love you too, bitch..

That’s better, I’m overjoyed you came around.

There’s a possibility of pigs flying before he’d understand that he can’t threaten you, you made it clear that the same threats to those little grunts of his doesn’t make you get down and suck his dick till he’s satisfied. You could do that if you wanted, but it all fell on you, and it always will.

You had to be in the basement's firing range in 5 minutes. You wondered what his sadistic method would be, since he always. For some reason, had a kink for it.

_ _ _

The sounds of bullet casings dropping to the floor and metal colliding with the steel targets echoed around the range, a sound you’ve grown used to being there for Chan when he decided to practice his shots. Chan had always been a good shot, but business called for him to improve more and more. Until it was perfect.   

You notice Chan leaning on a wall, his bodyguards not too far from him. It looked like he was waiting for you in the most sour way possible. Noticing that, you decided to make your way over to him to see if he was ready, and to figure out what his sour expression was for. 

“Channie.” You cockily dragged your words. 

“Oh hey baby, you're early.” His sour expression seemed to fade away as he stopped leaning on the wall and stood upright.

You threw yourself into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his back and resting your face on his chest, “Did you miss me, my love?” You asked in a muffled, yet gentle tone, comfortable as you melted into your man’s arms.

“You know I did.” He wrapped an arm around your waist and the other clasped your head that’s laying on his chest.

He gently kisses the top of your head, getting a whiff of your fragrance and letting a satisfied groan, “You smell great, sweetheart.” He mentioned.

“Mhm, I appreciate the verbal reviews.” You let out a slight snicker.

“Are you ready?” He asked.

“Unfortunately.. I thought I wouldn’t have to since I was but a pretty woman that’s spoiled rotten. Not shooting people for protection, we have bodyguards for all that bullshit!” You whined, distasteful with the fact you had to learn something that should’ve stayed unimaginable.

“It has to happen, my love. Shit’s getting dangerous now, bullets are flying everywhere like the air we breathe. I’d be destroyed if I had to get the news that you caught one.” He wept, his grip tightening around your waist in what seemed to be an expression of his worry.

“Chan it’s okay, I get your point.” You let out an awkward, yet worrisome laugh. Tightening your grip in response since you knew it affected him.

“I just need to at least know my baby is able to defend herself in case of a situation like that. Meaning, I wanna be the one to teach you.” He explained to you in a somber tone.

His unexpected sweet and worrisome tone caught you off guard, you weren’t ready to see him get all mushy and fragile like that. Deep down, you knew he noticed you were joking, but he couldn’t hide how much he cared for you, bringing out a warm smile out of  your muffled face.

You pulled your head off of his chest, your arms still locked around him and said, “Then, would you like to teach me so we can keep it to others being the bullet sponges?” You release one of your arms from his back, lifting your hand up to his and resting it on his cheek. 

“Yeah right, sorry.” He uses his hand to gently take your hand from his face. Let's head over to the range.” He consented.

“Okay, my love.” You unhook him from your clutches, taking a couple steps back to release yourself from his embrace and give him space. 

You grabbed his unattended hand and began to walk and guide him over to the range.

After you made it to your section of the range, Chan handed you a gun embroidered in silver. Your Initials, Y/N engraved on the entire barrel of the gun.

“Oh shit, is this for me?” You ask in a slight stoic tone, not completely since your moral compass decided to make yet another terrible entrance and is now making you question. If you should be happy for a gun or not. It didn't matter, he was never fun anyway.

“Mhm, it was made personally for you. If you hafta defend yourself, You oughta be sexy and stylish.

“This is why I love you.” You gently smiled

“I love you too, baby. But now I need you to focus,” His voice went low, stern, and most definitely assertive. You could already tell that he was about to shoot orders at you and you just had to try your best to follow.” 

“First, Plant your feet firmly on the ground and get a good grip on the gun.” 

You assumed a strong stance and gripped your gun with vigor.

“Next, line your sights with the target until it’s a clear shot.”

You line the sights with the target in front of you, until you had a clear shot. 

“Now, rest your index finger just shy of the trigger and brace your hands..” 

You rest your index finger mere inches away from the trigger, and you braced your hands for whatever came next.

“Lastly, curl the trigger and let it fly.”

You curled the trigger. A loud bang and a harsh, violent force slamming into your hands following after.

“Holy fuck, that was loud. And my hands are tingling like all hell now.” You put down the gun and turn to Chan while trying to catch your breath, winded from the force.

“Forget all that, you hit him straight on the money!” Chan exclaimed, proud of you for hitting the target.

“Him? What do you mean, him?” You shoot a suspicious eyebrow to him, confused now realizing you never paid attention to what the target was.

“Oh baby look! You got a headshot  on him.” He started to lean on your shoulder and pointed towards the target you had hit.

You turned your head to where he’d been pointing, to notice it wasn't a normal target, it was a man with a bag over his head. Completely tied up from head to toe with his mouth gagged with a rag. At least, that was before he was lying on the floor with a pool of blood streaming from the hole in his head because of the bullet.

“Oh my god, Chan…. That was maybe the most twisted idea you’ve ever had.” You gasped, a bit uncomfortable by the methods.

“Sorry, I just had to prepare you for how it is.” He apologized in a somber manner, not regretful of his actions.

“It’s okay, I get it. Just a little off the grid is.” You mellow with him, understanding that sometimes normal isn't the best option.

“Okay, but for something more on the grid. I planned to reward you for doing so well.” He said, a smirk forming on his face.

“Oh? And how would you th-” 

He had cut you off by pinning you to the nearest wall and immediately started to kiss your neck, the kisses getting deeper and rougher the more he continued his barrage.

He pauses his lovely attack on you for a brief moment to say, “Since you pulled that trigger so well, I wanted to treat you like a trigger.” He hints in a seductive tone, going back to kissing your neck and playing a moving hand on your thigh. 

Wasting no time, that hand never strayed from its course, pulling up the hem of your dress and beginning to caress in between your legs. 

You could tell where this hand's goal was, and you werent gonna even try to stop its advances, since its goal was already drooling for it.

“Just do it, Chan, treat me like a barrel.” You submitted to him, happy with whatever he’d do to please you.

Hearing that, he stopped teasing you and immediately went to your vagina, rubbing two fingers across your labia and eventually inserting those same two inside you. 

“Don't stop, Chan.” You panted relentlessly, since he never stopped kissing your neck and he only added more to the load.

He began to kiss your neck harder, and curl his fingers that were inside you. He was going like he was trying to set a record making you cum. And with the way those curls got faster, and your arms wrapping around him. He was definitely setting something new. 

He only got more passionate the louder you got. He didn’t care if the guards could see or hear them, it really only turned him on more. He knew that this was his palace and he could please you whenever, and wherever the fuck he wanted. 

But not after too long, he went as hard as possible, and his reward. Coated the entirety of his hand.

“Are you proud of yourself, Channie?” You said, absolutely blown out from his actions. 

“Not really, I was simply pleasing what’s mine.” He said in a cocky tone.

“Mhm..” You leaned in towards his face and stole a kiss from his lips.

You always loved how he’d do things, it’s just something sweet, then something pleasurable. It was great being his.

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EXPOSURE | Karina X Fem!Reader.

A/N: Now I know its been almost a month since I last posted something, thanks to my gracious sibling acting like a kind, but reoccurring reminder. Personally my laziness is accountable on why it took to long, but I'd rather blame my bed. Its easier. I do plan post every three days after the next thing of mine comes out though, but absolutely no promises.

Warnings: Fluff, light swearing.

Wc -1198.

❀ Summary : Lately, the house started to become dull and bleak to you and Karina. Staying inside all day became repetitive, Naturally, you two felt like change was necessary. Lying down together, playing through each other's hair, Karina shoots the idea of a beach day together. Quality time and a change of pace? The day was settled. Water, fun, and some well deserved vitamin D.

_ _ _

Laying on her chest, the strokes of her fingers through your long hair, and that soft and welcoming sensation coming from her skin. You felt as if you could lay here forever, this was your happy place and you saw no reason to refute staying here. Her arms around you and the occasional sweet kiss on your forehead were divine, to the point you felt as if you were chained to her without a hint of conviction.

Unfortunately, the nagging thought of I’ve been doing this for a week now ate at your quiet pleasure, and it already being four in the afternoon didn’t make that thought barge on the door any softer.

Growing tired of this seemingly enjoyable, yet endless cycle. You decide to break the silence and speak your mind. 

“Karina, babe?” You softly whisper to her, breaking the silence between each other.

“Mhm?” Her voice, husky from the long while of deafening silence.

That tone of voice made your heart skip a beat, and it’s no better that she felt it and softly giggled. Embarrassed, though committed. You ignored your obvious shyness and asked the big question.

“Can we do something today?” You lift up your head and lightly place your chin on her chest. “It’s been a week and all we’ve done is stay in bed all day! I’m so bored of it.” You groaned, a slight, unserious frown growing on your face now that you’ve said your stall situation aloud.

She took her fingers out of your hair and laid it to her side, “Sure, what’d you have in mind? I’ve been really bored too. I’m just glad one of us brought it up.” She replied, placing her recently laid hand on your hip, lightly caressing it because she knew how much you loved her touch.

“Uh?” You took a moment to think. ”I don’t know? I kinda suck at thinking up something on the spot. I was hoping you’d know.” You pointed out.

“I actually do think I have an idea.” She paused for a moment, “How about we go to the beach? It'd be great for some sun and fun don’t you think?” She suggested. 

“Beach day? That sounds refreshing! I’d love to be in some water!” You gleefully peck her cheek with a kiss as you hastily get up from the bed.

“Ah shit..” Karina groaned, throwing her hand on her face, the wave of sudden realization flooding her entire expression. 

“What’s wrong? You remembered something?” You asked, rummaging through your closet for clothes after your quiet, pleasant time commando.

“We absolutely don’t have anything beachy.” She replies, dragging her hand down her face in a dramatic manner. 

“Well then, no problem, let’s go buy some then!” You exclaimed, throwing her a pair of sweats and a shirt since she also participated in your commando escapade.

As you both got dressed, you were happy that the fruits of excitement in your life had finally been ready for harvest. A beach day? Wasn’t as needed as much as it was deserved. You’d never turn down a sweet day, and date like this. Well either you, or the years of romance dramas and hopeless romanticism wouldn’t.

_ _ _ _ _

Sitting on the sand, watching the waves crashing against the coastline, sprinkled with the sight of Karina enjoying herself in the water. You were not only happy, you were finally out and about with beautiful scenery adding on to this temporary achievement of yours. 

Though, you hadn’t gotten in the water yet. Since looking hot, humid, and strikingly sexy in a new two piece was almost first base in your beauty checklist. Beauty and relevancy, both checked in bold.

Taking in the rays of  the sun on your skin, occasional sips of a pink martini. You weren’t daydreaming, you were day living and for once it wasn’t in your imagination.

After a while of Karina’s fast and energetic time in the water, and your slow and soothing time on the sand, You had begun to see Karina jogging in your direction. Until she was eventually in front of you,

“Hey! Come get in the water with me! It’s more fun with you there.” Karina asked. Well, asked while pulling you up and dragging you towards the water in the exquisite attempt of hoping your answer came later. News flash, it was an inevitable yes when you felt the water ripple around your calves.

“You weren’t really looking for an answer huh?” You fretted, more shocked than anything else in your repertoire of emotions.

“I’m sure you could answer that one yourself, lovely. On a more hot topic though, you look absolutely dashing sweetheart.” She said, looking you up and down like you were her personal, closeup anatomy chart. With a kinky smirk and occasionally lip bite at very specific angles.

“Y’know, you don’t have to look at me like I'm edible. Wrong? No, but you get it.” You slightly snicker. 

“Mhm definitely edible and moist.” Karina said, a suspicious glare forming in the irises of her eyes. 

Now, did that glare of hers completely throw off what you thought would happen with that weird look and the random comment of looking moist? Yes! Why? Because of the huge splash that flooded you from the head down.

“Now why,” You did one violent, dramatic shake to get an iota of the water off you. “Did you say moist in advance..” You wailed at her, your long, soaking hair chillingly laying down your shoulders as well as your back. 

“Even hot people need a cool off..” Karina smiled, following with a slight chuckle. 

“Duly..” You paused for a moment, cupping your hands ready to enact your torrential retaliation. “Noted!” You violently scoop up the water, throwing a pool of water all over Karina. 

“Guess that goes for the both of us huh?” You disclosed with a warm smile. 

“Oh fuck you.” She replied with a hearty laugh. 

_ _ _ _ _

30 minutes of laughs and practical tsunami tossing passed, and you and Karina decided to pack and go home. It’d been a couple hours of being there, and with the way you sopping wet like you tried filming a music video in a hurricane and stood directly in the middle of the street knowing of the multiple warnings of flooding. Heading home was a drying, and mutually agreed on endeavor.

It was fun, more fun than anything you’ve done recently, sometimes you have to stray from one of your true loves. Being the bed, the thing that also harbored your other true love that also chained you to it. 

But.. You had another nagging, pestering thought in your head while heading home.

I’m definitely going to do the same thing for yet another week.. Fuck my life..

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SCORCED | Giselle x Fem!Reader

Warnings: curse words, smut, fornicating, cunnilingus.

Wc - 923.

❀ Summary: Giselle thought it’d be nice to treat her sweet girlfriend of seven months to a cafe for your anniversary. Your love burning like candles, never disagrees with a new light. Even if it pins you down and burns you and sets you ablaze.

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Sweet gestures and cozy places had always made your heart warm enough to rival the sun's core. Giselle, knowing that very weakness of yours, decided to treat you to your favorite cafe in the city for your anniversary. Obviously, your already won over heart didn’t decline such a treat, and a car drive later.

The treat was not only deliciously trickling down your throat, it was right in front of your eyes. From across the table, Giselle’s attention was all on you, and with a few smiles and compliments in that soft voice she always used to make you all tingly inside? Was armageddon on your heart. 

“Happy anniversary sweetheart! I hope you enjoy the coffee and scenery, I even paid extra for them to write your name in espresso!” She happily smiled, her eyebrows scrunching in response to how intense it was. 

You were speechless, it was as if you were read like a book. She had hit every single one of your weak points with bullseyes, in that moment, all you could respond with was a hearty smile. You were truly her’s, you reveled in the fact that all of her attention was on you. No work, no distractions. In this moment it was straight love, it would take the end of the world to take this moment from you, and you’d go fighting. 

“Thank you. So much for this Gigi, I really appreciate it.” You replied stoically. 

“Don’t thank me yet, there’s more for you!” She paused and reached into her purse to bring out  what looked like a necklace made of your favorite flowers along with her’s. “I made this for you! It’s a neck of Daisies and daffodils, our favorites!” 

“You really made that for me,” You replied in awe, “Can you put it on me too?” You asked, your eyes beginning to fill with tears of joy.

“With pleasure my love.” She stood up and walked over to your side of the table, placing it on your neck followed with a sweet kiss on your forehead.

“You know I love you, Giselle but. You don’t know how much I’d let you take me right now.” You pledged to her.

She leaned in close, just shy of your ear and said in a husky voice, “I’d love to find out.” Continuing with a couple light kisses on your neck. 

Passion filled the air between you two, pheromones blaring on eleven like it’d run out of control. What was next was just another memory in your twisted head. 

- - -

Pinned down by your wrists on a bed, and kisses on your clavicle were enough to make you submit.

“T-take me, Gigi.” You muttered as she began to pepper kisses down your chest, each kiss being deeper and more sensual than the last.

Your plea for complete submission was met with nothing but more force, a tighter grip on your wrists, and your mind melting away just from Giselle’s lips parading like butterflies on your skin. 

Words didn’t matter to Giselle, all she thinks they do is add a pinch of seasoning to the dish that happened to you. It’s clear she wasn’t much of a speaker, but she had skills, and she had those skills in spades. 

She made her way from your chest down to your abdomen. Not only did she not stop her barrage of deepening kisses on you, her grip only got tighter. You gasped and gasped like you couldn’t hold it back anymore. Giselle, loved it when you did that, replying to your sensual pants with that usual sex filled giggle she did. 

Her hair tickled your abdomen the more she kissed, not only were you convulsing, that tickling feeling from her hair only made it harder to tolerate. But better adding onto your libido? It stopped being a factor.

Finally, she made it down to your pants holding her treat, her anniversary present. As she pulled them down to your knees. She went down and began to tease you with her tongue. Swirling it around your clit. 

You were wet, so you felt every fiber of it, your entire body knew what it wanted. Also, knowing who’s disposal it was at.

Unexpectedly, she released her grip on one of your wrists, bringing it down and slipping two fingers down into your clearly open entrance. Her fingers began to curl inside you, and her tongue only getting rougher. You completely were in her hands, or fingers in this case.

You didn’t want this to ever end, this was like lust filled heaven with Giselle as your goddess. But with pleasure, comes her twisted sense of humor. 

She went to a complete stop, retracting her tongue back into her mouth and pulling her fingers out of your slippery vagina. 

Clearly unhappy with her usual routine, “Why’d you stop!” You bellowed at her.

“Because I felt a bit froggy” she tried holding in a laugh with a shit eating grin on her face.

You were too simulated to refute that bullshit logic. All you could was lay there and take this hellish forced edging until your body says go again. 

She stood up and wrapped a blanket on your vulnerable body, consolation aside you were pissed. But your conscience couldn’t think too hard about it.