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yungbud · 3 years

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take my bref away (dom x reader)

an: its just a dumb little thing. @machinegunbun was the person who caused this, she sent one message and now we have this.

You were laid in yours and doms bedroom, scrolling on your phone, liking random instagram posts of dom, silly memes of you and him, some very cute edits of the pair of you from random posts or stories. Your stomach grumbled meaning you had to in fact, get up. Groaning you flipped off the bed, shivering at the cold floor. “What is with fancy houses and cold floors, no one ever has carpet.” Scrolling and walking down the halls you jogged down the steps laughing every few seconds at random posts on your feed. It wasn’t until you heard the sound of dom shaking his inhaler “Dom? You good?” looking up at him sat on the sofa his phone up most likely videoing you for his story. From your point of view he was taking a hit of his inhaler smirking at you “Sorry lovie, you just take my bref away” you groaned as he giggled “God you are so cheesy” walking towards the kitchen you scratched your stomach lightly wondering what to eat. “You love it! Love me being right cheesy!” laughing he was right you did in fact love his cheese and silly lil pickups, even though you guys had been together for almost a year and a half.

You had forgotten all about his lil pickup, so when you rounded the corner of the studio he was using currently and heard his inhaler shaking you thought nothing of it, until you looked at him fully and saw his phone up as he sucked in the hit he took. “Dom for real?” his smirk was enough to have you giggling “You jus take my bref away. Should really stop that….or dont” shaking your head you walked over to him shoving the camera into his face “You are actually the worst” doms laugh was loud as he tugged your arm making you lean over him “You love me” just sighing “I mean thats up for debate. You are pretty cute, so sure i love you” kissing him you pulled up again “Back to work you slacker” you felt his hand whack your bum lightly making you yelp “Dominic!” just turning to look at him “Oh used the full name!” laughing you flipped him off.

To say it had become a new fun game for dom was an understatement, it seemed it was almost a daily thing. The worst was when you just woke up, and dom found it peak time. “Dom i swear to heavens above, threats were never serious, it was fun, and made having to stay inside or in the studio all day more bearable.

“Hey Y/N can you come here for a sec?” you were sat at the counter in Colsons kitchen phone open as you ate, hopping off the bar stool you walked into the living room looking around “What?” colson was stood by the couch his phone pointed at you “If this is another stupid…” you felt the tug at your hoodie, turning, coming face to face with dom “Jesus christ!” holding your chest you shook your head “Nope just me. Seems i took your bref away this time!” smacking his arm you shook your head “More like almost gave me a heart attack you doof” dom laughed a bit shrugging “But i’m your doof” “Yeah, yeah you are” leaning up you kissed him “Please tell me you are making a full video of how many times you have done this stupid lil pickup?” dom nodded “Oh yeah toms making it look fookin sick. Lots of stupid effects and screen wipes” laughhing you nodded “Hell yeah, going back to the 80s. Full star wipe” dom laughed hugging you around the waist “See this is why i love you, you get my artistic vision” nodding you shrugged “Hey i offered going full 80s for the cotton candy video but no you wanted full naughty cupid” doms face was in your neck laughing “I mean next video we go full 80s how about that?” nodding you reached up scratching doms scalp lightly “deal.”

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yungbud · 3 years

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yungbud · 3 years

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holy shiiiiiit thank youuu that was incredible and if i can figure out how to anonymously send money thru that i will absolutely send some ur way lmao that hit allllll the kinks. yeah if u ever feel down to ever write anything more re breeding kink i will be a captive audience godamnnnnnn

Im so glad you liked it! I actually had to creat a new cashapp myself bc yenno... creeps. Its pretty easy! You just sign up with email and give yourself/your cashtag a random name :) hope that helps

#yungbudasks

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yungbud · 3 years

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pregnancy kink. anything. there doesnt have to actually be a pregnancy, just like, the idea of him fucking and coming inside you, the idea that you COULD get pregnant, could carry his baby. the dirtier and filthier the better. i will pay.

Oh, Baby X

Word count: 2.4k

Tw:Breeding kink, light smacking, choking, claiming, smut obviously, drinking, cum fetish. Just, I mean, filth. A lil fluff at the beginning tho aww :))

A/n:I’ve been in such a writing stump but damn, money is one hell of a motivator. Please don’t feel obligated to pay me tho, but if you CAN ok and you are safe and aren’t going to starve >:( my cashapp is $Honeybungun1. I appreciate it if you do, I still love you dearly if you don’t. Also! If this is your thing, I recommend britishfilth, here’s an audio porn he did that was along these lines :)

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It’s Valentine’s day, well, valentines night you suppose, and both you and Dom had just gotten back from a romantic picnic on a mountain overlooking the city. You watched the sunset while you ate your favorite food, he even sung to you a bit. You never we much of a fan when it came to Valentines day, finding it cheesy and overdone

“You should love and cherish your significant other everyday, if you need a reminder you’re a prick.”

“Awh come on love, it’s sweet, like chocolate.” Dom would always argue. He always had a way of convincing you to do things, and you definitely didn’t regret it. Despite your feelings towards the holiday you actually had a lot of fun finding some time to set apart and spend with the love of your life.

You’d dragged the outing past sunset and into the night, neither of you wanting it to ever have to end.

But alas, it did, and now you were home.

This wasn’t so bad either, you thought, sat in front of the fireplace. You heard the clinking of wine glasses from the other room as Dom returned, taking a seat next to you.

“What's that?” You ask, glancing down at the liquid that filled the glass. It was red and shiny like silk, beautiful, but not wine.

“It’s wine,” He confirmed “it’s called something weird, like starry sky wine. Pretty isn’t it?”

“Yeah, wow, it looks like a potion.”

“Mmh, love potion.”

“Don’t need it.” You break the short distance between the two of you to place a kiss on his plump lips, pulling away but never straying far, a smile spread across your lips.

“Still,” pausing once more to place a peck to your soft lips “makes me feel all fancy.” He mused, striking a pose with his glass of glamourous alcohol. You both laughed quietly, the room falling into a comfortable silence while you stared lovingly at each other. Dom broke eye contact to glance thoughtfully down at his glass, only looking back up when he was ready to speak.

“I’ve been thinkin’, yenno,” You hum a tone of encouragement, his gaze shifting to your lips “I think you’d make a great mom.” Your eyebrows lifted at this, amusement pulling across your face. You never quite saw yourself as the motherly type, you were surprised Dom did.

“I’m serious, I think you’d be great.” Dom says, moving a piece of hair out of your face

“Plus,” He added, leaning in to whisper in your ear “I’d love to help you make it.” You smiled at this, finally seeing where he was going.

“It does take two.” You commented, taking a small sip of your wine, still wondering how they managed to make it look this good. The fruity aroma filled your lungs as you lifted the glass up to your mouth once again, taking a small distracted sip. You weren’t as concerned with getting drunk as you were with concealing the sly smile that was sure to come across your face.

Dom’s tongue shot out to lick quickly across his bottom lips, his hand coming up to wipe down the bottom of his face as he mulled over what to say next.

“Well, we’ve got the wine, we’ve got the fire, what are we waiting for?” You shook your head, your hand coming up to rest on his cheek as you pulled his lips onto yours.

You only remembered to set your wine on the coffee table when Dom attempted to remove your shirt, almost spilling it everywhere. There was a collective sigh of relief before you placed it down, Dom moving quickly from your shirt to your bra.

“Look so fookin good for me tonight.” He moaned, his lips coming up to place hot kisses on your neck

“Well, take it in, if we’re actually going to do this you’ll never see it like this again.” You say, taking a look down at your own body. Dom shook his head almost frantically, a look of distress evident in his features.

“No, no, no, love. Only thing that could make you look any better is if I knew my baby was in there.” He assured you, placing light kisses to your stomach.

“All that’s in there right now is a food baby, bub.”

“Well then, let's change that.” Dom says, smirking the whole way back to your lips. You worked on removing his pants while he worked on removing yours before you both decided to switch and take off your own. You couldn’t wipe the smiles off your face as you undressed yourselves, the perfect end to the perfect night.

Your lips clashed in a harsh kiss, breathing in each other like it was the last breaths you’d ever take. Your tongues wrestled for dominance, the kiss becoming hotter and messier by the second. It was clear how desperate you were for one another.

Dom’s smirking lips made their way back down your body, slowly becoming more open mouthed and wet the lower he got. By the time he reached your navel his tongue was out and swirling against your warm skin, sucking it into his mouth and nibbling lightly.

Dom spread your legs, leaving them propped up on either side of his head, taking his time kissing up one leg, his tongue sliding lightly against your skin.

Kiss

and back down,

Kiss

then doing the same to the other.

Kiss

You knew he would tease, he couldn’t help himself, but you also knew better than to beg. Begging would only make him take longer, he loved hearing you beg for him. Begging never did much for you, only ever feeding his ego.

So you remained silent, trying to maintain your breathing as he painstakingly slow

Kissed

“Good girl.” Dom praised, hooking a finger into your panties and pulling them down your thigh. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent, before diving in. Soft moans slid past your lips at his tongue licking hungrily at you, determined to get every last bit.

“Please, more.” Your hips instinctively jutted along with his actions, but his arm came quickly to rest on top of your hips.

“You’ll take what I give you, slut.” He says, placing a firm smack to your inner thigh before continuing his actions. Dom’s arm remained tightly on you, pinning your hips to the couch, making sure that you would sit there and take every bit of pleasure he gave you. Your hips jutted when he would focus on your clit, but ultimately they would go nowhere. Dom made sure of it.

His fingers came up to your hole, pushing one of his digits in slowly, his tongue coming up to lap at your clit. Dom loved to use tongue when he gave head, he loved tasting every part of you, especially on a night like tonight. A night where you would become one in creation of another, he loved feeling so connected with you.

“Hm, it’s more likely that it’ll take if you’re turned on, so I’m gonna need you to come for me.” Dom says, it was posed as an offer, but clear that it was a demand. You dug your fingers into the couch cushions beside you, your hips moving along with his tongue as you tried your best to get yourself off. You could feel your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach

Building

And building

And building until,

“Oh god, oh my fucking god, please!” You shout, your orgasm washing over you. Your toes curled down my Dom’s head, your legs spasming a bit as he milked you from your core, licking up every last bit of you.

When Dom came back up his face was soaking wet with your juices, he had never looked better in your opinion. He didn’t bother to wipe his mouth, hastily connecting his lips with your own, letting you taste yourself, a mixture of you and the wine he’d been drinking on his tongue.

It was heavenly.

Dom took a moment to catch his breath, giving himself a few languid strokes, making a show of it with his head leant back in bliss, before lining himself up with your hole.

“Stop teasing.” You whine, a pitiful pout adorning your face.

“You have to ask nicely.” He says, making sure to maintain eye contact with you.

“Please.” You whisper, to which Dom gives you a look

“I’m gonna need more than that, princess.”

“Please, daddy. Please fuck me, I need it. I want you to come inside me, I wanna be your good little girl, I-” Your whines are cut short by Dom pushing into you, a string of moans overtaking your sentence as he begins thrusting into you. His skin smacks against your harshly, the sound filling the room. It took a moment for him to find his rhythm, his finger on your clit and his hips pounding ruthlessly into you, but when he did, he leaned down to whisper in your ear.

“I can’t wait to get you pregnant, princess, can’t wait for everyone to know you’re mine. That you’re daddy’s little cum slut. That’s what you are, isn’t it? Daddy’s dirty little cum dump. You gonna give daddy a baby, huh?”

“Yes daddy.” You moan

“Mmh, you better. Cause if you don’t you know what I’ll do?”

“No.” You whimper, your gaze meeting his own as his hand came up to wrap around your neck.

“I’m gonna do it again, and again, and again,” Dom says, thrusting hard with each repetition, sure to leave marks for tomorrow “until it takes, and daddy’s little cum slut gives him a baby.”

“Yes daddy.” You say, although it wasn’t much of an order, or a question. Your mind was so clouded with lust you could barely think, the thought of Dom’s hot cum inside you, draining his balls into your wet pussy. The thought of it dripping out and him fingering it back into you, making sure you take every last bit. The thought of a baby growing inside you, showing everyone that you were completely, undeniably his.

“Beg me. Tell me you want that sexy tummy full of this hot cum”

“Please daddy, please give it to me, I want your cum.”

“Yeah, you want it? And what if I do, hm? What if I do cum inside this pretty pussy, hm? No protection, no birth control, nothing. Daddy’s cum is going right into that fertile little fucking womb.” He groans, wrapping his hand tighter around your throat.

“Yes, god, please.”

“Daddy’s got so much cum for you, reach down and feel daddys ball sack. You feel that? That’s all for you princess, such a good girl for me tonight. So patient and obedient, so fucking good for me. It’s all going inside that tight little pussy.”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please let me cum.” You whimper

“Again? You greedy little whore. Why should I, hm? You already came once, daddy hasn’t cum yet. Why should daddy let a greedy little cum slut like you cum twice in one night?”

“I’ll do anything, anything. Please daddy.” You whined, your voice being strained a bit by his grip on your throat.

“No.” He states firmly, staring down at you falling apart beneath him. Before you knew it your second orgasm hit you like a brick, strained squeals coming out of your throat. His actions stopped momentarily, not allowing you to ride out your orgasm.

“Did you just fucking cum after I told you not to?” He asks

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, I couldn’t help it. It just felt so good daddy, please.” You plead

“Who owns this pussy?” He asks, his thrusts starting up once again.

“You.”

“Tell me again, who owns this pussy?”

“You do. Daddy does.”

“Daddy what?”

“Daddy owns my pussy.”

“Exactly, and when daddy tells you not to do something you don’t do it, disobedient little slut.” He says, his hand coming down against your thigh. Although he was scolding you, you ignoring his demands only egged him on more. You could tell he was close by the way his thrusts became sloppy and desperate, half threats being muttered under his breath as he slowly approached his orgasm, unloading himself in you with a series of groans.

“Now, daddys going to cum inside you and you’re going to” he paused to groan through gritted teeth “Take it. Fucking take it.” He moans through gritted teeth, his grip on your throat loosening as he comes down from his high.

Dom pulls out, admiring the mess he had made inside you, his fingers coming up to push the cum that had dripped out back in.

“Stay here, don’t let it drip out.” He says, adjusting you so your legs are propped up into the air. You followed orders, remaining like that until he returned, although uncomfortable you knew better than to disobey him.

“There we go, make sure not a drop slips out. Make sure you take all my hot fucking cum.” He says, placing the cum plug in your pussy, guiding your legs back to the floor. Dom curled up beside you, laying on the couch, catching your breath and allowing your heartbeats to slow down from your orgasms. Doms fingers came up to tangle themselves in your hair, scratching lightly at your scalp. Your tired eyes closed, glad to finally have some rest after a long, albeit wonderful day.

“What if we really do have a kid?” Dom piped, breaking the silence.

“You’d be a good dad.” You reply, cuddling closer to him.

“They’ll be born in early November.”

“Hm, Autumn, that’s a cute name.”

“What zodiac sign is that?”

“Scorpio and Saggitarius.”

“What’s that mean?”

“I’m not sure,” You laughed, your eyebrows knitting together “all I’ve ever heard about sag’s are that they’re sad and horny.”

“Awh, I don’t wanna hear that about my baby. Here, let’s look it up.” Dom offers, reaching over to grab his phone from the floor. You spent the rest of the night wrapped up in eachothers arms talking about baby names and personalities and zodiac signs, getting up momentarily to stoke the fire. You couldn’t believe that something so dirty could shift into something so beautiful so quickly.

#yungblud #yungblud smut #yungblud x reader #yungblud concept #yungblud fanfic

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yungbud · 3 years

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Dom seems like sweetest person ever and then I see videos of him in concert when something happened to a fan and he saw and he blows up, I love the fact he’s so protective over his fans. Idk he seems like the type where once he gets mad enough to fight he will completely fuck that person up

Oh Dom is just the sweetest! The BHC are his family and if he sees someone messing or hurting one of them he will just explode. Because he won’t allow his family to be hurt or messed with.

When he starts pacing you know he is angry. Also when he starts shouting and swearing every 2 words.

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yungbud · 3 years

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So imagine you're friends with Colson, and you're visiting him, staying at his place, amd dom is visiting, staying there too. Then the pandemic hits, everyone has to stay where they are, so you guys aren't going anywhere. So you and dom are staying in this house and you get to know each 9ther better and start liking each other. (Unbeknownst to both of you, Colson thought you both would be good together, but didn't know that the universe agreed)

Colson catches you and Dom asleep on each other.

He catches you knocked out on Dom and Dom just smiling down at you just rubbing your back.

Colson knew and he is just

“Damn guess the universe knew too huh?”

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yungbud · 3 years

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Silent Treatment+X

Req? Yes! @madonnasinn said: Can you write a smut about Dom ignoring y/n over a petty fight they had a few days ago, and y/n parades in a very tiny skirt around him when they go out to have dinner with his friends (to get his attention). He then gets really mad because all the guys keep eyeing her, which she knows he hates so she tempts him and fuck in the restaurant bathroom 🤭 just a lil idea i had LOL

Word Count: 2.4K

Tw:Light choking, semi-public sex acts, a little bit of thigh spanking/smacking, idk smut obviously.

A/N: Feast

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You sat in the kitchen with Dom. Well, Dom sat, you stood, washing the dishes as he talked to you about how the album was going.

“I’ve just been so stressed for the past three fookin weeks trying to get this done. I just want it to be perfect, you know? And I keep wanting to go back and tweak it but Gav tells me not to.” Dom ranted, absentmindedly picking at his nailpolish while he did.

You reached for the knob of the faucet, turning the water on to rinse off the dish in your hand, accidentally turning it too high and ending up being splashed with water, soaking the bottom half of your shirt.

That reminded you, tomorrow you had to do the laundry, then clean Dom and your shared room, then you’d have to shower– No, that wouldn’t work. You’d have to shower then do laundry before you leave, or else you’d end up being late for your appointment.

God, these last few weeks had just been so stressful. You felt like you barely had a chance to breathe, you’d finish one thing and up would pop the next. Oh, and you couldn’t forget lunch right after your appointment. You hoped there wouldn’t be traffic, you can’t be late because (Y/B/F) would only be visiting you on their lunch break, they’d have to go back to work straight after.

Who were you kidding, it’s LA, of course there’d be traffic.

Should you reschedule? You were both so busy as is and this was the one time your schedules had allowed you to meet up in what must’ve been months.

Shit, you thought, how long had it been? You began replaying the last few months in your head as you absentmindedly scrubbed at the plate in hand.

“And you’re not even listening.” Dom pouted.

“No, no I am. That’s great sweetie.”

“What’d I just say.” He tests, looking at you, his raised brow doing very little to hide the fact that he’s annoyed.

“You were talking about the uh- The uhm,” You paused, mustering all your brain cells to remember what he had just been talking about. The towel squished between your hand and the counter as you leaned against the sink, your fingers coming up to stroke the bridge of your nose as you thought “The drums, you just finished the last of it, right?”

The oven dinged, signalling the food needed tending too. Your mind flipped as you searched the kitchen for the oven mit.

Where could you have possibly put it if not right next to the oven where you could’ve sworn you left it. You spun, searching the other counters, even going as far as to look in the sink before realizing it had slid to the floor right below where you put it. Sighing, you leaned down to grab it, pulling open the oven to tend to tonight’s dinner.

“Uh, what else happened today?” You ask, trying to keep your mind on track. You were careful not to burn yourself as fussed with the food

“Shit, babe can you hand me the tongs?” You ask, reaching a hand out behind you. That’s when you realized he hadn’t responded.

“Babe?” You try again, turning around only to realize he’d already left. You scoffed, grabbing it for yourself before leaning back. Standing straight, you take a moment to bask in the warmth of the oven before closing it.

*~Three days later~*

Dom raised his head to look at you, your spoon clinking against the side of your bowl signalling your entrance of the living room. He looked back to the TV just as soon as he had looked over, obviously too invested in whatever he was watching to acknowledge your existence. A sigh of relief left your lips when your butt hit the cushions, leaning back into the inviting, cushiony supports.

“Ugh, this week has been so stressful. I feel like I haven’t had the chance to sit in like… forever.” You say, your eyes focusing on what was playing in front of you. It was an old episode of the great british bake off.

You laughed a bit, but it came off more as a hum.

“You know, I heard when contestants would cry, Mel and Sue would stand by them and use un-airable language so the footage wouldn’t make it to the final cut. Isn’t that so thoughtful?” You say, trying to perk some conversation out of the boy sitting next to you.

He wasn’t responding. Your eyebrows furrowed as you searched through anything you might’ve said to upset him recently. You couldn’t think of a single thing, come to think of it, what was the last thing you had said to him? Hell, when was it?

You realized quickly your last exchange was in the kitchen, and even that had been cut short by him leaving.

Yes, that’s right. When you had crawled in bed with him that night, he had been asleep and you were in such a rush the next morning you couldn’t remember if he was awake next to you when you woke up. He wasn’t exactly avoiding you as much as he was not talking to you.

Had he seriously been giving you the silent treatment for that long?

“Is everything okay?” You tried, sure you were only getting in your own head. Your eyes had completely left the TV at this point, focusing solely on the quiet boy next to you. There was no response, not even so much as a nod.

“You haven’t talked to me in almost a week.” You continued

“Doesn’t matter. Even if i did, you wouldn’t be listening.” Dom retorted

“I’m sorry i made you feel that way. It honestly was not my intention, i’ve just been so caught up this week.” You were sorry, but it seemed awfully ridiculous to have gone this long giving you the silent treatment just because you had been distracted.

The conversation ended entirely there.

Dom hadn’t said more than two words to you since your argument, doing everything in his power to avoid you. It wasn’t hard, after all he was a very busy man. Especially with the release of his new album coming up, there were interviews and meetings to be had, but at a certain point they became less of a responsibility and more of an excuse.

You were on twitter, you had seen his fans practically begging him to take a break, but taking a break would mean seeing you, and that just wasn’t something he had been in the mood to do recently. It was bad enough already that he had to go to dinner with you.

That was okay, you would help him get in the mood. Or, rather, out of his mood. If Dom wanted to be petty, fine, you could be petty.

You slipped the soft material up your legs, admiring your reflection in the mirror. If Dom was going to ignore you, you were going to give him something to ignore.

You knew this skirt would do the trick, every time you saw another girl or, fuck it, boy, prouncing around and one of these skirts even you nearly fucked them. Everybody looked good in these, it was a fact of life, you’d decided. You knew you definitely looked good, you almost had to stop for a moment and touch yourself to the sight, but glancing at the clock you realized you didn’t have nearly enough time for a bit of self pleasure.

You were practically already running late, spending all your time getting yourself ready to grab Dom’s attention. You added some finishing touches before heading out to the living room where Dom sat, waiting for you patiently.

Any other time Dom would’ve been right next to you in the bathroom, admiring your work on your makeup, outfit and hair, but today he stayed in the living room

You tried not to smirk as you made your way into his line of vision. The look on his face was completely worth the hours of tireless work, though. He’d turned his head to look at you, a distinct glare replaced by shock, his eyes widening a bit as they landed on your outfit. It was tight and loose in all the right places and only added to your stunning features.

“What?” You teased,

He tried to recover quickly, returning to his pouty state, not even bothering with a response as you followed him out the door.

You were sitting at the table, surrounded by you and Dom’s friends when someone finally made a comment on your appearance.

“You look really good, (Y/N).” Tom commented, everyone nodding in agreement as the conversation momentarily shifted to you.

“Thank you! I thought so.” You praise yourself, smiling down at your outfit.

The conversation drifted off again, a newfound confidence bubbling up in your chest. You reached over to Dom, grabbing his hand and placing it on your thigh. It stayed there for a moment before he moved it, and it continued on like that. You did everything in your power to remind him of how good you looked and how short your skirt was until he motioned for you to stand. A couple eyes turned to you as you walked off, but no one asked any questions.

Dom was practically dragging you, your feet fumbling as you struggled to keep up with his long strides. When you realized where you were headed you glanced at him, eyes wide, but he wasn’t looking back. His eyes were focused on the bathroom doors ahead, his jaw clenched, gorgeous green eyes shadowed by his black eyeliner.

“Dom, what are you doing?” You began to plead, uncomfortably aware of the fact that you were about to walk into a bathroom with your boyfriend in front of the whole restaurant. You glanced around, checking for any cameras or onlooking eyes. There were none in sight, but you knew that didn’t mean much.

Your head clobbered light as he pinned you to the stall, his eyes burning into your own. Your gaze faltered, looking everywhere but him. Normally sex with Dom never made you nervous, he had always managed to make you feel safe and comfortable, but going from complete silence to being pinned against a stall in The Olive Garden so abruptly made you timid. His hand pressed down on your shoulder, your legs bending until your knees hit the tiled floor, staring up at him through your lashes. Dom hastily unbuttoned his pants, maintaining his gaze, er, glare on you. Your eyes flickered from his own to his hard dick springing from its constraints, watching as he stroked himself achingly slow before his tip slid past your lips, sliding himself across your tongue a few times, his head leaning back as he felt the warmth of your mouth surround him.

You hollowed out your cheeks, eyes remaining on his expression. When you reached up to replace his hand with your own you felt a harsh tug on your hair. It took you a moment to realize what he wanted from you, but when you realized you let your jaw go slack. Dom’s hand remained wrapped around the base of his cock, shoving it down your throat unexpectedly, causing you to gag.

Your mouth hung open, weary not to let your teeth scrape against him as he thrust into your mouth. You pulled back a bit as you gagged, your head lightly hitting against the wall behind you. Dom continued to push forward, his hard cock pushing farther and farther back in your throat. You were pinned between his thrusting hips and the bathroom stall, you had no choice but to let him fuck your throat.

Not that you were complaining.

Well, you couldn’t.

You gagged around him, hands coming up to grip at his hips as he continued to use your mouth to get himself off, angelic moans falling from his plush lips.

Dom finally took mercy on you, pulling away and grabbing your chin with his thumb and forefinger, staring down at you.

“You look so pretty gagging on my dick.” He says, wiping the tear coming from your eye. His hand makes its way down to your neck, wrapping around it and pulling you to your feet.

“Or maybe it’s just that fucking skirt.” He adds, slapping your thigh before lifting the skirt up to reveal your lace underwear. A groan slips past his lips, bringing his fingers against your core. You let out a sigh of relief as his fingers rubbed against your clit, glad to finally get some relief after all this time. It was short lived, though, as he pulled you to your feet using the grip he had on your throat, tilting your head up to look at him.

The air around you seemed to freeze, your eyes roamed eachothers faces, desperate for one another. His lips came against yours slowly and then all at once, his hand remaining around your throat as his tongue slipped its way into your mouth. The hand that wasn’t wrapped around your throat remained between your legs, working steadily at making your legs shake for him.

It was almost embarrassing how ready you were for him, so needy that the slightest touch beckoned a whine. Things became heated again quickly, his hands moving from your neck to your thighs, a quick hop before you wrapped them around his waist.

Dom reached between your legs, trying his best to move the material without dropping you, eventually giving in and letting you do it instead. Reaching between your legs, you wrapped your hand around him, lining his hard dick up with your aching core. He paused there for a moment, enjoying the feeling before pushing himself in. His lips reconnected with your own, thrusting into you a few times before sighing and setting you back to the floor. Your eyebrows furrowed up at him, unsure what to do before he was spinning your around, pinning your face against the wall. You felt him slide between your lips once more before pushing in. It took him a moment to find his rhythm, but soon you were being pounded against the bathroom stall, pathetic moans falling from both your lips, Your senses clouded by pleasure leaving you completely lost to your surroundings.

You would have to be petty more often.

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could we have a fluffy af sick or hurt yungblud and reader takes care of him? xx

A/N:There are a couple req that are technically ahead of this one, but I wanted to get something out considering its been a week and not coming up with elaborate sexy words is a surefire way to get something out. Enjoyyy

It was awful,

Dom had been sick for the last few days. Well, maybe not entirely awful. Was it rude to say that his sick, raspy voice is hot? Hm, well, it is. It still sucked though, you couldn’t even kiss him because you were worried you might catch whatever he had, you knew you had to be careful but it was so hard resisting the plushy soft pillows adorning his face. You’d almost slipped up and kissed him a few times, but he’d always turn his head to the side and let your lips land on his cheek.

He was hesitant to accept he was sick at first, pushing it off as a small cold, but eventually you and the boys managed to get him to lay down and rest for a bit until he felt better. He had kept you on your feet ever since then. You didn’t know if it was the ADHD or if he was messing with you, but every time you came back to the room with something he had asked for he was asking for something new.

“Baby?” Dom yelled from his room, your head snapping up from the box of records, trying to decipher which one he had been requesting.

“Yes, lovey?” You shouted back, turning your head to the side a bit as if it would help, your finger slipping between two of the records before pulling one up and deciding that must’ve been it.

“Could you get me some tea?” A smile crossed your face at another request. You made your way to the kitchen, pulling down a teacup as you began preparing the tea.

You didn’t mind, of course. You knew how much it sucked to be sick and wanted nothing more to help your boy, it only sucked that you couldn’t curl up with him when the requests were all done.

You wondered if maybe you might invite Tom and Adam over to help boost his spirits, steeping the teabags while staring lazily into the distance, glancing down to press the spoon against them, just the way he liked. Reaching over, you grabbed two sugar cubes before making your way back to his room, where he was laid up in bed like an inpatient.

Shooting him a soft smile, you placed the tea on his bedside table next to him, taking a seat at his feet, where you set the record on the bed.

“How you feel bub?’ You ask, grabbing his blanket and adjusting it over his feet.

“No, that’s keeping my temperature right.” He whines, his voice coming out like a croak.

“You sound like you’re cosplaying a frog.” You joke, uncovering his foot once more and giving it a light shove. You relished in Dom’s smile as he laughed for the first time in weeks, ending it with a cough.

“Don’t make me laugh.” He says, readjusting his head against his pillow. You realized his sick voice sounded an awful lot like his tired one, and you began to wonder if he’d gotten enough rest.

“How long did you sleep last night?” You question, your hand rubbing against his lower leg.

“I have no idea.” You pouted at this, Dom pouting back.

“That’s it. I’m coming up there.” You state, making it clear you were not up for debate. Dom lifted the sheets, too sick to fight you off anymore, and you slid beneath them, curling up to his inviting warmth. You figured the warmth wasn’t so inviting for him as it was uncomfortable, but it felt nice in contrast to the wintery cold wood floors.

Dom’s cheek rested against your forehead, his hand wrapping around your waist as the two of you enjoyed your first cuddle sesh in weeks.

“Now take a nap.” Your eyes trail down to his lips, a smile spreading across your own as his tongue pokes out at you.

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