#/ and there had to be a lot of trust there too because overstimulation can cause a bit of pain.

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for the kink meme: praise, sensory deprivation, overstimulation

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Praise

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Sensory Deprivation

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Overstimulation

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

[yourlocalmerchgirl]

Hopeful

Soft! Jackson Joel Miller x Neurodivergant/ ADHD F!reader

Summary: Joel hasn't felt hopeful since before the outbreak, that is before he meets you when he arrives in Jackson. Hes falling for you, but you couldn't possible fee the same way, could you?

Soft! Jackson Joel miller x Neurodivergant\ ADHD reader AU

MDNI 18+ NSFW

Warnings: unspecified age gap (i wrote this with reader in her early 30s and Joel in is early 50s but no ages are specifically said) soft Joel, concerned Joel, protective Joel, Neurodivergant, audio overstimulation, anxiety. He falls first. Match maker Ellie. Smut. Oral (F! receiving) Fingering, heavy make out sessions. Joel's chatty. body imagine issues, low self-esteem. Swearing, dirty talk. Praise.

A/N: Man this story really got away from me! what i thought would be a short story turned out to be rather length but im proud as hell of this story and i hope you enjoy!

There’s not a lot of descriptors about reader other than eye color and mentions of curves/ plush but they can easily be changed.

Hopeful.

Hopeful wasn’t something Joel felt since before the outbreak. But when he met you, it started brewing slow and low just below the surface until he couldn’t deny it anymore, couldn’t push it away any longer. You made him feel hopeful.

“Dude if you stare much longer the whole town is gonna notice.” Ellie teases as she jabs Joel with her elbow.

“Oh stop it, I wasn’t staring”

“You’ve been looking at her for like 10 minutes, just go sit with her”

Joel turns away quickly feeling his face getting red. He thought he was doing a better job of keeping his fondness for you hidden. He figured there was no way you’d share the same feelings, why would you like a guy like him? Old, beat up, and someone the whole town talked about. He figured there just wasn’t any way.

“She don’t want me bothering her” Joel shrugs

“Im not lying when I say she asks about you when you haven’t been to the stables yet.”

A slight smile tugs at Joel’s lips, he always asks Ellie about you too.

“Go sit with her”Ellie nudges him

Joel let’s out a nervous sigh and makes his way over to your table.

You’re fully engrossed in your book that you don’t notice Joel standing there for a moment.

“Is this seat taken darlin’?”

You don’t even have to look to know it’s Joel, you’d know his voice anywhere.

You chuckle, looking up at him with that smile and those big beautiful hazel eyes he loved so much.

“What’s funny?”

“Unless Ellie and Dina are sitting with me, that seats never taken”

Joel frowns at your comment.

“You want some company? It ok if I sit?”

“I’d love some” you say trying not too seem to eager but your bursting with butterflies over Joel wanting to sit with you. Your smile happens automatically, like it always does with Joel.

You’d been fond of Joel since him and Ellie arrived in Jackson. Despite all the whispers about him in town, his presence always calmed you in a way nobody ever had, you couldn’t explain it even if you tried. You absolutely adored Ellie from the moment you met her, Joel always telling you she trusts you in a way he’s never seen before.

The two of you fall into comfortable small talk as you both finish breakfast.

“Didn’t see you at the town dance last night”

“That’s because I didn’t go, you went?”

“Well Ellie and Dina wanted to go cause they’re always reading about dances in the diaries they find, so I went too. Plus Ellie’s always teasin’ me that I need to get out more”

“I don’t normally go to stuff like that, I’m too awkward and I don’t want people asking me to dance because they feel bad.”

“Now I’m sure there would be lots of people who’d like to dance with you” Joel has all he can do not to tell you he’d show up to dance with you everytime if he knew you’d be there.

“That’s really kind of you to say, but incase you haven’t noticed the people here don’t really know how to take me.”

“You headin to the stables?” Joel already knows the answer. He knows it’s not your day to work at the stables but he asks anyways because he doesn’t want the conversation to end.

“ No, today I’m working on getting the little town library set up, now that you and Tommy are finished building the shelves, I’d like to open it soon.”

“Y’need any help? I’m off my normal duties today”

“Oh no, it’s ok. You don’t have to do that. I don’t want to bother you on your free time”

“It’s really no trouble at all, I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to help” Joel’s jokes, smiling at you.

Your laugh.

He’d give anything to hear your laugh over and over again.

“And I guess I wouldn’t accept if I didn’t want help and company” you teased back, trying to stifle the giggle that bubbles up.

She wants company, my company?

The two you you load up the first wagon full of books and wheel across the center of town to the little store front soon to be the The Jackson Town Library.

“Here we can unload them. Then I can keep making the trips back and forth with the cart while you set them up in the shelves”

“Sounds like a deal to me. Why don’t we make like 3-4 trips and stop for the day. Because if not we’re both the type of people to work on our whole day off.”

“You got yourself a deal sweetheart”

Joel can’t help but smile as he turns to make the second trip. There was just something about the way you made him feel at ease, that he couldn’t get over.

When Joel returned with the second load of books he found you and Ellie chatting as she was helping you.

“What was it like to have a birthday party and sleepovers?” Ellie asks you.

“What makes you ask that?” You ask chuckling a little.

“Well I’ve been reading about them in the people from before the outbreaks diaries but I never had either of them”

“They were fun for a lot of people, I um didn’t really have a lot of friends, so my birthday parties were always mostly family. And I only ever went to a few sleep overs. I was always so excited to be included when I got to go to them.”

It breaks Joel’s heart listening to you and Ellie talking. It wasn’t fair that Ellie never got to experience what life was like before the outbreak, never really getting a childhood. Hearing you talking about how hard and lonely your life was even as a child tore him up. You were different sure, but you had a heart of gold. You were so caring, always supporting everyone who needed something and all you wanted was love and care in return.

He wanted to be that person for you so badly, the one who made your heart soar with all the love and support you never had. To be the one to make you laugh on the good days and take you into his arms and take the pain away on the bad days.

He’s not sure exactly when he started to fall for you, but it was coming on faster and stronger by the day.

“My birthday is next weekend, could I have a birthday party?”

You looked up locking eyes with Joel

“Of course you can, we can throw you a birthday party Ellie” you smile at him as you answer.

We. She wants to help me throw a birthday party for Ellie? There’s no bounds to how wonderful and caring this woman is.

“ I of course want to invite you, Dina, Jesse, Ethan, uncle Tommy and Maria. Ooo can I have a sleep over?”

“No boys are sleeping over”

You can’t help but laugh at Joel’s abrupt response.

“Eww no of course not, but Dina and (y/n) could stay over couldn’t they?”

“ yes if they want to they are more then welcome”

“Oh this is awesome, I gotta go tell everyone!”

“Wait, shouldn’t you ask if (y/n) wants too?” Joel’s looking at you to gage your reaction

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it for the world”

Ellie smiles wildly as she runs out of the store front.

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The day came for Ellie’s party, and you loaded up your wagon with all the supplies and headed over there early to help set up.

“Jesus you’ve got a lot of stuff, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble”

“I know but I really wanted to make this as special as I could for her. She deserves to have the experiences she never got too”

Your big heart made Joel’s soar, you were so kind and thoughtful.

“ I do have a big surprise for her, for all the kids really”

“Oh yea? What do you have up your sleeve?” Joel teases.

“So I went through some boxes that had been in the house in one of the closets. I never bothered to before because it’s not like I really have a lot of stuff so they weren’t in the way. But I wanted to see if there was anything I could use for Ellie’s party and man I hit the jackpot”

Joel just smirks and raises a eyebrow signaling you to continue.

“Well one I found another Will Livingston pun book, which she’s going to love and I found a Nintendo console with a bunch of game cartridges. I figured we could teach the kids how to play and then Ellie can keep it”

There it is again, we. Maybe I’m reading into this to much. But I can’t help but feel like she actually likes spending time with me.

“Shit, they’re all going to love it! Man I haven’t played with one of these in ages”

“Me either, I was never any good at them and the sounds drove me crazy”

Joel relished moments like this, when you pulled back the curtain you shielded yourself with and let him see you.

You sat there completely content and full of joy watching Joel teach the kids how to play each game before he joined you on the couch as they went crazy battling each other.

As the kids cheer and the Mario music blasts Joel looks over to see you struggling. Your eyes shut tightly, chest rising and falling quicker than normal

“Hey, want to have a drink in the kitchen?” Joel whispers as he places his hand lightly on your arm.

“Please” you whisper, embarrassed that Joel saw you like that.

You sit at the kitchen table while Joel takes out two glasses with ice and pours whiskey doubles into them.

“Everything alright darlin’?” Joel ask as he takes his seat sliding your glass over to you.

“Oh..yea..everything’s alright” you say staring down at the amber liquid. Embarrassment flooding your system.

“I ain’t gonna push you if you don’t want to talk and I know I probably ain’t your first choice of someone to talk to, but just know you can talk to me.”

Joel desperately wants to know about your struggles, what makes you the way you are. He wants to be the one that helps you through life, the one who makes the bad days good and the good days better. But he pushes aside the thoughts that you’d want to be more than just friends, if you even considered him that. Because after all why would a girl like you like someone like him, could he really be that lucky?

You think about your answer for a few beats, and realize there’s no use trying to lie to Joel. There was just something about Joel that was comforting, that made you feel safe, but in a different way than the way you felt with Tommy you just couldn’t put your finger on it.

“No its not at all like that. I like talking to you.” You don’t miss the way Joel’s eyes light up a little.

“It’s just….I usually just retreat into myself, it’s easier that way. Most people don’t want to hear about my weird issues that can’t be solved with a why don’t you just ignore it?, why can’t you just change? Can’t you be a little less weird?” You said with a defeated shrug.

You wanted to talk to Joel, but part of you hoped he would just change the subject and move on. Because your quiet sure he doesn’t actually want to hear about your ADHD and all the weird idiosyncrasies that came with it.

“Well I’m not most people” he drawled as he lightly touched your arm. Nodding his head to encourage you to continue.

Truthfully he wanted to hear anything you wanted to tell him, Joel wanted to be your comfort point, the person that you went to for anything. To be the person you felt the safest with, to let your tired shoulders relax from holding up that wall around yourself. Letting your true self shine, free from judgement and surrounded by the love you deserve.

“I have sensory issues, especially with audio and textures. It’s hard to explain and it’s been along time since anyone wanted me too, so bare with me because some of this isn’t going to make a whole lot of sense.”

“You take all the time you need sweetheart, there no rush or pressure. I’m here for you”

Joel can’t help but notice your eyes soften and body langue relax a little when you realize he’s got you, that he’s hear for you and truly listening.

“I get overwhelmed easily by a lot of sounds happening at once, like in there with the sounds of the game and all the yelling and cheering at the same time makes my brain feel scrambled up. Like I can’t sort any of it out, it just sounds like one big mixing bowl of sounds. And when that happens I get anxious, my heart starts to pound, my ears ring and sometimes I lash out coming off to aggressive in the moment to try and make it stop.”

“ you’ve been around enough at the stables, you’ve probably heard me come on a little to strong with a razor sharpe tongue when it all gets to much. I always feel so bad, I never mean to snap. But sometimes when it’s so overwhelming it’s like I have no control of my tongue and I just blurt it out before I even realize I’m saying anything.”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Ask me anything you’d like and I’ll do my best to answer”

“I don’t want this to come out wrong, I’m realizing now this might sound a little weird. But I’ve noticed you fuss with your clothes, like your pulling them away from your skin constantly, is-is that part of the sensitivity?”

You can’t help but look at Joel for a few beats to long, stunned by his question. Not because of the way he worded it but because of the context of his question, that fact that he’s picked up on your discomfort and is curious about it instead of just asking why you can’t just deal with it like everyone else ever has.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean t’make you uncomfortable” Joel says taking your silence as a bad sign.

“No, you didn’t at all. I just got lost in the thought of you being so observant but always wanting to know.”

“I always want to ask if your alright but I never want to pry, I know you like your space”

You can’t help the smile that dances across your face.

“You can ask me anything Joel, if I’m not comfortable answering I’d tell you.”

“But yes, the clothing thing is part of it. The texture of some fabrics against me make me want to crawl out of my skin. It’s hard sometimes for me to fall asleep too because the way the blankets and sheets touch my skin doesn’t feel right. I know it’s weird, I can’t really explain it.”

“It’s not just with clothing or fabric either, it’s physical touch too, which is the worst to get people to understand. I hate being touched, the feeling of most people touching me makes my skin crawl. And they love to brush it off by being like oh well I’m a huggy person or oh I’m just a touchy person so it’s ok.”

“I’m sorry, I know Ellie hugs you all the time and I know I touched you earlier”

“See now this is the most frustrating and complicated part about this. There are people like you, Ellie and Tommy that are in my bubble that I’m comfortable with, that I trust, that that kind of contact is welcome from.”

She likes when I touch her? Am I a welcome presence for her? I’ll drive myself crazy thinking about this too hard, but maybe just maybe she’s trying to tell me she feels the same as I do?

“Then the flip side of it is that there are also sounds that bring me so much comfort, like songs that I could listen to on repeat without batting an eye. The sound of someone’s voice that brings me back to earth when the anxiety is unrelenting. A scent that soothes me beyond explanation.”

Joel can’t help but let his thoughts run wild, indulging in the thought that you might be talking about him. He’s about to ask about your comment when Ellie barges into the kitchen.

“Oh sorry to interrupt” she says when she realizes you two are deep in conversation.

“Oh no it’s ok, you probably just saved me from really embarrassing myself” you chuckle

Joel doesn’t miss the way you stiffen up, as if you feel like you’ve said to much.

“ I’m ready to watch my birthday movie but I’m also really ready for the guys to leave so it’s just the four of us, could you kick them out?”

“ course I can do that, we’ll be right in”

You quickly get up from the table to follow after Ellie.

“Hang on, sweetheart” Joel says softly as he reaches for your arm.

“Can-can I give you a hug? Or rather would you like a hug?”

You can feel the embarrassment really take hold as you pull your eyes to the floor. He had no idea how much you wanted a hug from him and you had no idea how badly he wanted to hug you.

“I would like that” you said meekly as you nod your head. If Joel wasn’t listening intently, hanging on your every word he would of missed it

He takes a few steps closer to you hesitating for a couple beats before he wraps his arms you.

As if you’d been waiting for this moment, your entire body relaxes under his touch. Joel can’t help but notice they way you bury your head into his chest as you wrap your arms around him tighter. The way you stay there in his arms for longer than he expects, like your completely at ease in this moment.

“Thank you….thank you for listening. For letting me talk.” You whisper

“Thank for trusting me, for letting me in” he whispers back.

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It had been a few months since Ellie’s birthday party and Joel couldn’t help but boil over with happiness at seeing more of you. You started coming around often and listening to him play guitar on the porch after your walks with Ellie. You started joining them for family meals more in the mess hall, though Joel couldn’t tell you he called them that- not yet anyway.

Because honestly he was waiting for the other shoe to drop, for you to decide he wasn’t the type of person you wanted to spend alot of time with. It’s why he didn’t press you on wether or not you were coming to his birthday gathering at the tipsy bison tonight that Tommy was putting together. He didn’t want you to feel pressured.

You slip into the dimly lit tipsy bison about 45 minutes before Joel’s party is supposed to end. You were so nervous to come, that it took alot for you to actually leave the house. You realize as you slip into a table in the dark back corner that you also forgot his present at home too.

Somethings seriously wrong with me when I remember to bring my security book and not this man’s damn present.

You scan the room and see Joel and Tommy talking to a few people at the bar. Nervous about interrupting you open up your book and try to block out all the loud chatter.

Joel scans the small crowd hoping to see you when he over hears Caleb talking to Tommy.

“Why would she come to something like this if she’s not going to speak to anyone?”

Joel follows Caleb’s motion, feeling a tugging in his chest when he lays eyes on you. You’re sitting in the dark corner of the Tipsy Bison hunched over your book, rubbing your finger back and forth on the cover. Something Joel picked up on that you do when your anxious as a way to sooth yourself.

“Sorry we can’t all be rays of fucking sunshine like you” Joel hears Ellie snap back as he’s making his way over to you.

The closer he gets to you the more his heart pounds. When was the last time I ever felt like this if ever. Joel doesn’t know when it started happening but he can’t fight it any longer, he’s falling for you hard and fast like a fright train. You consume his every thought, which terrifies the hell out of him but he can’t turn back now, not even if he tried.

“Hey there sweetheart, you came” for one fleeting moment Joel feels nervous, maybe you don’t want to be bothered because after all you didn’t even tell him you were here. But that all melts away the moment you look at him. The smile that touches your eyes, the shimmer of happiness that dances across your face.

“Hey!”

“It ok to join you?”

“Of course, I’d love that. As long as I’m not taking your time away from anyone else?”

“There isn’t one person in here I’d rather talk to”

The way you beam up at him as you quickly but your book back in you’re bag says it all. This is another sign of yours that Joel’s picked up on, you only do this when you’re comfortable and want to talk to someone. You always do this when you see him, he trys so hard not to read into that but at this point it’s impossible.

The two of you sit and talk for a bit. You can’t help but be consumed by all things Joel when you were around him, and you loved that. The way he looked at you like you were the only other person in the world or the way he made you feel when ever he was near was both to much snd not enough. Your feelings for him charging full steam ahead, there’s no way you’d stop them even if you had the option.

But could he really feel the same?

“Well I should go I don’t want to take you away from your friends to long”

“Oh, let me walk you home”

“No no it’s ok, I’ll be alright, it’s your party” you say frowning, not wanted to inconvenience him in any way.

“Sweetheart…I can promise you most these people ain’t here for me”

You pause for a few beats

“Ok, in that case I’d love that” unable to control the sincere wild smile that dances across your lips at the thought of Joel Miller walking you home.

“Um ah- would you like to come in for a minute? I ah have a gift for you but I forgot it when I left for your party” you smile sheepishly up at Joel as you reach your little house.

“You have a gift for me?”

“Yea…I made you a birthday present”

Joel follows you inside your house, and instantly the scent of you is filling his senses. He watches as your disappear down the hall and into a room, unsure if he can follow you mixed with not wanting to scare you has him staying in the kitchen.

“Here it’s not much, but I wanted to do something” you say nervously handing him the small gift wrapped in a scrap piece of fabric.

You lean back against the counter as Joel takes the gift, unwrapping the corded string holding the fabric around the gift like wrapping paper.

You’re overcome with anxiety watching him, making it near impossible to look at him. What if he doesn’t like it? What if it’s to much? Joel doesn’t miss the way your fidgeting around nervously.

As Joel pulls back the last fold of fabric he reveals a smallish leather bound note book. As he turns it over in his hands the light catches right for him to notice stitched into the cover in a slightly different colored string than the leather is his name.

“You made this for me? Christ it must of taken forever” Joel asks as he runs this fingers over the the letters.

“D-do you like it? I hope it’s not to much?” You say sheepishly, retreating into yourself as your wrap your arms around yourself.

“No no, it ain’t like that. I love it, I’m just surprised you took the time to make something for me of all people.”

“It took me about two months to do, because I worked on it when I had the energy after rounds at the stables. But I wanted to do something special for you, because.. well because your special to me. When I heard you saying your note book for your patrol and maintenance notes was almost full I got the idea to make this without knowing how to go about it”

“Nobody’s ever done anything like this more me before. Is it ok if I give you a hug sweetheart?”

When Joel takes you into his arms he expects you to be tense before you relax like the few times before,but not this time. No this time was different, this time you melted under his touch immediately burying your face in his chest. He can’t help but think maybe you’ve been needing his touch, his comfort as much as he needs yours.

You feel him pull back from the hug, making you painfully aware you held on to him for a few beats to long. You’re anxiety takes over as you pull back, you’re gaze dropping to the floor immediately.

“Sorry. Sorry, I made that weird”

“Give yourself some credit sweetheart, you never make anything weird. I just wanted to look at you, that’s all”

Pulling your gaze back up, your met with his beautiful deep brown eyes. They’re filled with a soft tenderness as he reaches up caressing the curve of your cheek.

Joel’s large warm hand comes to cup the side of your face, smoothing his calloused thumb back and forth over your cheek bone. His heart thunders in his chest when you lean into his touch, looking more free than he’s ever seen you. Almost as if you’re letting him see a glimpse of yourself from before the world fell apart. He also sees a lightness in your body language that he only notices when the two of you are together.

His eyes flicker between your lips and your eyes a few times, trying to search for any fear or discomfort.

Fuck it.

Your eyes flutter closed as Joel’s lips connect with yours in a soft and tender kiss. Your mind in desperately trying to process everything as Joel takes your stillness as hesitation and pulls away at the exact moment you brain catches up.

“Sorry I misre-“

“Wait, Do it again” you whisper

Joel grabs both sides of your face as he lowers himself back down connecting with your soft lips again. Only this time you don’t hesitate, you return the kiss as you bring your hands to loop round his neck, your fingers sinking into the hair at the nape of his neck. Joel skims his hands down your sides resting them on your hips, a action that makes you gasp as you tilt you’re head up.

“Is this ok?” He whispers as he pulls back enough to rest his forehead against yours.

“Yes” you whisper back, running your fingers deeper into his dark graying hair. This action unlocks something deep inside Joel as he hooks his one hand around your lower back and the other around the back of your head pulling you closer to him. When you resume kissing it’s more passionate and frantic than before and as Joel licks along the seam of your bottom lip begging for entrance you tilt your head up immediately allowing him to deepen the kiss. As your warm wet tongues dance together the grip you two have on each other tightens. Neither of you wanting to show the other how terrified you both are of the other slipping through your fingers if you not holding on for dear life.

As you both pull back to catch your breath you can’t help the giggle that escapes you.

“I guess it’s safe to say you liked your present?”

“It’s safe to say I like more than just the present sweetheart”

He can’t possibly be saying what I think he’s saying can he?”

“I’d invite you to watch a movie but I moved the only tv into the bedroom because it helps me sleep alone and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable”

What I wouldn’t give to spend every night next to her. I never want her to feel alone.

“I’d be more than comfortable with that but only if you are”

Christ I could get lost in the big hazel eyes of hers.

“I honestly would love that” youre trying to hide your smile not wanting to come off too eager but it’s impossible.

You lead the way to your bedroom, once inside you gesture to the bed, “you can pick the movie and make your yourself comfortable I’ll be right back.”

You beeline it for the bathroom, splashing some water on your face and looking at yourself in the mirror. You take a few deep breaths trying to tamp down the anxiety.

Did I really just invite Joel Miller to watch a movie with me in my bed and he accepted? When did I get so bold?

Making your way back to the bedroom you see Joel sitting up with his back against the wall with the few pillows against the wall next to him.

The way your smiling at him makes him feel like it’s just you and him in this world, I feeling that nobody has ever given him before.

“Why don’t you have any pillows you rest your back on?” You say as you settle in next to him.

“I just want to make sure your comfortable, I’ll be fine”

You laugh, that beautiful laugh Joel has come to love so much.

“Well I certainly don’t need all of these, you should be comfortable too” you say as you hand him a couple.

Joel absolutely melts at this action. It speaks volumes to him that your advocating for his comfort as well as your own without even thinking about it or being asked too.

As he’s settling back against the pillows Joel notices you rolling one of your shoulders back as it’s it’s bothering you.

“You alright sweetheart? I’ve been noticing you rolling youre shoulder a lot this week, it botherin’ you?”

“Oh yea… it’s fine, I just tweaked it at the stables. Shimmers stables doors been sticking and the saddles are a little high for me sometimes, but it’s fine. I just gotta go easy on it for a bit”

Joel feels a wave of concern mixed with anger, but not with you with himself.

I should of asked sooner, she shouldn’t be getting hurt at work because of something I could of helped fixed. I need to go down there and fix something.

“ let me take a look at it sweetheart”

You’re embarrassed, your sure he thinks your the biggest idiot as you turn facing your back to him.

“Where does it hurt?”

“It hurts kind of along my shoulder blade”

Joel starts feeling along your shoulder blade applying light pressure.

“Ugh right in there” you quietly groan

“It’s a little swollen, maybe a pinched nerve…I could rub it, try to work it out for y’ou if you’d be comfortable with that.”

“Wait…really?”

“Please don’t feel like you have too, it’s ok”

“It’s no trouble sweetheart”

Joel helps you settle back between his legs as he slips his hand into the neck of your shirt messaging his thumb along your shoulder.

Joel doesn’t miss the relaxed sigh you breath out as your eyes get heavy and you slowly fall back until your back is completely flush again his chest, your head on his shoulder.

He wraps his arms around you tightly, looking down to see you completely asleep in his arms. He leans down softy placing a kiss on your forehead. Warmth slowly creeps up his spine, over his shoulders and deep into his chest. This is what safety feels like, you- are what safety feels like. Joel doesn’t have to have his walls up with you. He can relax, let his guard down, not have to be in a constant state of fight or flight around you. The more Joel let’s this realization consume him, the heavier his eyes get and before he can stop it he starts dozing off.

He snaps awake 10 minutes later to the feeling of you squirming in his arms followed by the sounds of mumbles and whimpers in your sleep. You cry out briefly before you roll over, clutching him with your head buried in the crook of his and your chest flush against his own. Joel can feel your heart pounding against his chest.

“Shhhh baby girl it’s ok, I got you. You’re with me. Your safe” Joel speaks softly rubbing his hands up and down your back.

The moment you hear his voices, the tension drains from your body and your cry’s stop as you fully relax against him.

“Don’t leave me please…I need you ” you’re soft voice speaks against his neck

Joel holds you tightly, unable to shake the memory of you telling him that someone’s voice was soothing to you, that it made you at ease when ever you heard it. He’s 100% confident that you were talking about him.

“Im not goin’ anywhere sweetheart” Joel says as he squeezes you tighter and kisses the crown of your head.

Your so incredibly raw and vulnerable in the moment as you look up at him, your eyes swirling with comfort mixed with fear as you sleepily sit up.

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The next time Joel opens his eyes it’s early morning, your curled up to him, your head on his chest. He can’t help but think he won the lottery. The idea that a women like you would take comfort in him, that you’d want him by you’re side. Joel will make it his mission to make sure you never feel alone again, that he’s by your side for the rest of your life. He doesn’t know what he did to deserve you in his life because he sure as hell didn’t feel like he deserved it.

Joel’s pulled from his thoughts by you sleepily stretch and sitting up. His hand is firmly on your lower back keeping you steady.

“You sleep ok?” He asks slipping his hand under your shirt to rub your lower back.

“I don’t think I’ve slept that deeply since before the outbreak, I’ve never really been a good sleeper”

Christ she’s so beautiful first thing in the morning, givin’ me that cute sleepy smile as she tells me how she slept well next to me.

“Where you able to sleep?”

I can’t tell her I slept better than I have In 20 something years.

“I did get some sleep”

“You hungry? We could go grab Ellie and get breakfast in the mess hall”

Ellie. Fuck I have no idea if any of this is ok with Ellie. I can’t do this to her. I don’t want to drive a wedge between her and Joel or her and I. She’s been though enough I don’t want her to think I’m trying to break up there family.

“ Oh, no it’s ok. You go a head I’m sure you and Ellie have stuff to do today” you say as you you stiffen to sit up straight, the feeling of panic crashing in like a wave.

“No it’s no trouble at all, she should just be over Dina’s anyway” Joel feels your body going ridged, he can tell by your eyes that somethings changing.

“ I have so much to do at the library still before it can open, I’m really not hungry. I’ll just grab something before breakfast ends.” You say swinging your legs over the side of the bed and hurriedly looking for clean clothes.

Joel feels it, he sees it your body langue that somethings wrong. He doesn’t know what flipped the switch but he’s desperate to fix it.

“You should take it easy on your shoulder, rest it so it don’t get worse”

Your body relaxes, your eyes softening briefly at him being protective, showing concern for your health before going ridged again.

“I promise I’ll go easy on my shoulder, I just desperately need to get some projects done. Everyone’s counting on me to get it done and open soon.” Your voice sounds strained and pleading like your trying to convince yourself and much as you are him that you believe what your saying.

“Can I at-least walk you there?”

The walk into town was quiet, neither of you saying much. Just the silent sound of you both battling your own inner self doubt.

“You sure you don’t want breakfast?”

“I’m sure….I’m not very hungry” your voice is soft and strained, almost as if your trying to hold back tears.

Joel cups your face pulling your gaze up to meet his.

“You let me know if you need anything sweetheart, can’t have you hurtin’ your shoulder worse.” Joel drawls before leaning in, closing the gap and placing a soft kiss to your lips. You return the kiss briefly as you run your fingers over his patchy beard.

“I promise I’ll go easy on myself”

Joel can’t shake the feeling that somethings wrong. You never skip breakfast because you get very hangry if you don’t eat in the morning.

Did I scare her? Did I move to fast? Did I make her uncomfortable in some way?

It hits Joel like a ton of bricks as he turn onto his street.

Ellie. She’s worried about how Ellie will feel about us. She’s worried it will drive a wedge between her and I or with them.

Joel stops up the steps and frantically grabs his tool bag.

“Your to old to be staying out all night and then doing a terrible job sneaking back in the next morning” Ellie teases behind Joel.

“I gotta do some extra work in the work shop and at the stables but when your done with your green house shift, we need to talk”

Joel’s never had a way with words like most people, he’s never been eloquent speaker. His love language more came in the form of acts of severance or in words of affirmation. He spends the next few hours building a safe sturdy step stool for the saddles, fixing not just Shimmers stable door but all the horses stables doors so none of them had the possibility to stick and tinkering around and fixing up anything he could find.

You stay at the library for several hours trying completely the simplest tasks, but without much success. Your just going through the motions as your mind is a mile away, thinking about Joel.

Resigning to the fact that you were getting nothing done, you decided to go home to take a hot shower to sooth your racing mind.

As the hot water streams over your body and the steam fills your lungs your mind drifts to Joel. You haven’t stopped thinking about how you can still feel his lips on yours. How he makes you feel seen and heard without any judgement what so ever.

Youre heart aches from how deep your feelings for Joel go, even if it feels like you don’t deserve having him in your life. But you need to apologize to him for how abruptly you retreated back into yourself when the feelings felt to real this morning.

Joel’s nursing a glass of whisky when Ellie gets back from her shift at the green house.

“What’s up Joel, everything alright?”

“Yea, nothin’ bad I just, I like someone and wanna talk about it”

“Oh congrats, your getting soft in your old age. Did you finally become friends with your horse”

“Jerk, no I like a woman. I like a woman, I wanna date her. But are you ok with that?”

“Your so bad at this, why are you being so awkward?”

“We’ll Christ, I’ve never done this before, had this kind of talk. I never brought anyone around Sarah. I don’t know what I’m doing”

“Wait… is this about Y/N?”

Joel nods cautiously

“Man you really are dense aren’t you?” Ellie playfully pokes.

“What’s so funny?”

“Joel.. I’ve been trying to set you up with her since we got here. Tommy’s been helping too”

“What? Really? You’re ok with it?”

“You guys are perfect for each other, it’s so obvious you two really care about each other, at least it is too me because I get to spend time with you guys together away from everyone else.”

Joel just stairs at her stunned

“Look I never wanted to admit this because it sounds stupid, but the times when it’s just you, me and her…it’s feels like we’re a family, like I actually have the family I’ve been dying to have my whole life. She got to know us and excepted us the way we are without listening to all the whispers around town and I think that’s fucking beautiful.”

“I gotta go see her”

“I swear to god Joel don’t fuck this up, she’s the happiness we both deserve, but yes, go to her, go right now”

Joels out of the house and down the street before his brain catches up.

Your scrambling around the house trying to get dressed as fast as you can before you get to anxious and decide not to go to Joel’s when you hear a knock at the door.

“The book drop off box is on the porch” you yell down the hall, figuring someone was trying to pick up or drop off books they borrowed since you weren’t at the library. But you hear who ever is is knock again.

“The book pick up is also on the porch” you yell again hoping the person hears you and gets the point,but they do it yet again. Completely flustered at this point you rip your shirt down over you head and pad angrily to the door.

“The book drop off and pick…” you aggressively swing the door open, stoping dead in your tracks at who’s on the other side.

“Joel” you whisper in surprise. All you can do is stare for a few beats to long at how the evening light highlights his already beautiful features.

“Sorry, this a bad time sweetheart?”

“No…sorry I just thought you were someone else”

You immediately pick up on his change In body langue and quickly follow up with “I just thought it was someone trying to pick up or drop off books” you watch as he relaxes right away again.

“I…I um was actually on my way over to your place”

Before either if you know it your smashing together in a kiss like two magnet’s. The kiss is all teeth and tongues, it’s desperate and awkward, messy and beautiful. Your both clutching on to each other like the other might fly away as Joel walks you backwards through the door way as he pushing the door closed with his foot.

As you both pull back for air Joel cradles your face with his large hands, caressing your cheek bones with the rough pads of his thumbs. His deep brown eyes lock with you hazel ones ands it’s as if they rest of the world doesn’t exist, like it’s only the two of you left on earth.

“I’m so sorry about this morning, I wasn’t trying to be weird. I-I I just…I scared myself with everything”

“It’s ok sweetheart” Joel says as he kisses you softly.

“I talked to Ellie, she’s ok with us being a thing. Honestly quiet excited about it”

You’re speechless for a moment, as you eyes start to well with tears.

“Joel, you didn’t have to do that, I’m sorry if you felt like you had too”

“I did have too, because it’s important to me”

“It’s…it’s important to me that you did”

At hearing that Joel lunges forward again capturing your lips in a kiss pulling you flush against his chest. He swallows the gasp that escapes your lips when he takes your bottom lip between his teeth. You snake your arms around his neck tugging the hair at the nape of his neck. The growl that, that action elicits vibrates through your chest.

“Bedroom?” Joel grits out, his deep voice drips with desire mixed with love.

Joel can’t convince himself otherwise any more, he loves you.

“Bedroom” you echo

Joel’s walking you backwards down the hall to your bedroom when he turns slightly pinning you against the wall just outside your bedroom.

“Are you sure about this sweetheart?” He pulls back just enough to lock eyes with you.

You nod your head yes.

“I need to hear you say it sweetheart. I don’t want to push you farther than your comfortable going because i thought it was ok.”

“I’m sure about this Joel, I want it…I want you”

Joel let’s out a low groan as he attaches his lips to your jaw, nipping his way long it until he reaches that soft spot where your jaw meets your neck. He sucks hard and then soothes the spot with his tongue as his hands sneak inside the hem of your shirt squeezing your plush sides. This earns him another tug at his hair as you let out a whimper. Joel’s head spins from how breathless you are already for him and he hopes you can tell how breathless he is for you.

Joel rips his shirt off at the feeling of you raking your hands up and down his chest. He’s been touched starved for so long that the desperate need for your touch, to feel your skin on his takes over.

Most people wouldn’t describe Joel as beautiful, but you always found him to be. You thought as you took in the sight of him shirtless.

Joel watches you nervously as you trace over old scars on his chest. He’s afraid you’ll want to run and hide from him bearing his soul to you in a way he never has or ever wanted too. But the moment you press your lips to the scars on his chest this worry melts away. You pepper every scar you can see across his chest, arms and shoulders with kisses before you make your way to his neck. You sneak your hands around him to slide them up his back as you reach his ear.

“Every part of you is beautiful” you whisper as you kiss along his jaw.

Joel feels dizzy from your words as your lips make it back to his. Never in his life has anyone ever called him beautiful much less been this tender and sensual with him. He can’t get enough, as he grabs at your waist again. Pulling you tightly to him as he presses you firmly again the wall causing your shirt to ride up.

“It’s ok… you can take it off” you breath

Joel wastes no time ripping your shirt up over your head.

“Your so fuckin’ gorgeous” he growls as you arch into him so he can unhook your bra.

You let the straps slide down your arms until it falls to the floor between the two of you. You’re mind goes blank from Joel’s intense gaze. Slowly he slides his hands up your torso to your breasts. They barely even touched you and your nipples are already hardened peaks. The sensation of him rolling them beneath his slightly calloused thumbs as he’s squeezing your breasts hits you hard. Your eyes flutter shut as your head falls back against the wall, if your not carful you might just climax from this alone.

“Fuck…your skins so soft” Joel growls as he pulls you away from the wall and into your bedroom, not stopping until your legs hit the end of your bed.

His eyes burn right through you as you slid your pants down, leaving yourself in just your panties as you climb on the bed.

The two of you hold each others gaze for a few beats as Joel undoes his belt and steps out of his pants. You instinctually spread your legs to make room for him as the bed dips down. He doesn’t care how long he has to draw this out, Joel’s not stopping until he’s explored every inch of your body. Making you feel like the goddess that he sees you as.

Your eyes flicker from his eyes to his hard outline straining his boxers and back to his eyes. The way he playfully smirks at you makes you realize just how exposed you are to him, making you start to wrap your arms around your body to cover yourself.

“You ok sweetheart?” Joel asks rubbing circles into your thighs.

“Do you want me to cover up some?”

“What?”

“Wait why would I want you to cover up?” He half huffs, confused

“Im not the skinniest…I don’t look as good as you”

Joel hates the idea that someone(s) made you feel like you weren’t worthy because your body isn’t their ideal body. He’s loves your curves, the plushness of your skin.

“Everything about you is gorgeous, and if it s’ok id like to show you just how gorgeous I think you are.”

You frantically nod and with that Joel dips his body down kissing right above your clothed clit, pulling a whimper out of you. He then moves to your hips, kissing them both before kissing all the way up your stomach til he reaches your breasts.

He licks along the swell of your breast, pulling your peaked nipple in between his teeth as he palms the other one with his free hand. Then does the same to the other.

“So fuckin’ sexy” Joel whispers against your breast as he swings his leg over to straddle one of your legs.

He crashes forward, his rock hard bulge pressing into your hip to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. Your hands automatically plant firmly in his hair as his tongue dances with yours. Making his way down your neck sucking the soft skin where your shoulder meets your neck between his teeth, then sooth it with his tongue. You know it’s going to leave a mark, you want it too. Even if this is just for tonight, you want Joel to mark you as his. But you had no idea how much he wants that too. To make you his.

Joel plunges his tongue back into your mouth as he dips his free hand where you need it most. His finger grazes your clit has he slips it through your slit, deep into your core with a audible squelch. You both swallow each others moans.

A breathy moan escapes your lips as he gathers some of your wetness to your swollen clit with tight circles.

“Christ baby…y’so wet. This all from me?” Joel breathes, as you pull back. He wants to see the pleasure he’s giving you.

“All day…a-always” you breath unable to get more out.

“Fuck” Joel groans as he pulls down your panties, seating himself back between your legs.

“Fuck..baby you feel s’good around my fingers”

Joel’s trusts his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace.

“J-Joel…it’s feels s-s good” you say through a stifled whimper.

“Don’t hold back baby. Lemme hear ya. Wanna hear how good I make you feel.” Joel purrs as he’s stroking that soft spongy spot so well.

Your climax crashes over you like a wave against a rocky coast. You couldn’t stop even if you tried.

“Fuu- J-Joel…it feels so good”

“Thats it baby let go”

You clench around his fingers perfectly as you fall over the edge.

“Doin’ so good for me sweetheart. Soundin’ so beautiful.”

Joel leaves a trail of kisses and praise in the valley between your breasts and down your stomach.

“Can I taste you sweetheart?” He growls as he nips at the insides of your thighs. Pupils blows wide open when you lock eyes with him.

“Please” you whine

Joel gives a few kitten licks up your center to watch you squirm, then dives in like a starved man eating his last meal. You thrusted your hips forward grinding into his face desperately chasing anything he’ll give you. Joel’s harder than he’s ever been before, head dripping with pre-come at the feeling of you grinding on his face to chase your release.

He’d give you this every single day if you’d let him. He doesn’t even care about his own release. He could drown in between your legs and die a happy man seeing the pleasure he gives you from his tongue on your face.

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[yanderestarangel]

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐲𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡 - 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 ⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰

‧₊˚✧˖°💌 in my syzoth era, I had never noticed him, but now I have... so get ready for lots of fics from this bbg on my profile. Requests about him are also welcome! just read the rules first <3

𝐓𝐖: afab anatomy, ftm reader, v!sex, overstimulation, soft!dom syzoth, confused feelings on the part of the reader, little angst, reader has trust issues, passionate syzoth, unprotected sex, cum play, smut, porn plot, praise.

You and Syzoth just had a friendship with benefits, you didn't want a serious relationship with anyone after all the messy breakups you suffered in the past ⸺ however, he only left it because he was always in love with you, and you knew it, but he was with afraid of getting involved again.

It was another night that you called him to your house, and he seemed softer... more insecure too. "-I really like spending time with you dear..." Syzoth spoke calmly, as if he wanted to say something to more, but refrained for fear of your reaction ⸺ You slowly took off your clothes, replying that you also enjoyed his company, however, putting emphasis on the phrase "friendship with benefits"; soon getting on top of the tattooed man's lap, he was still wearing his clothes while you lightly rubbed yourself against his growing erection, you notice a vague, but evident sadness in Syzoth's eyes when he looks at you.

"-Dearest (Y/N)... I have thought about how much you mean to me and..." He starts breathing heavily as his hands gently touch your hips with remarkable timidity; it is clear that he hopes to calm down any nervousness this conversation might cause "-I know we said no strings attached, but I can not help but feel something deeper for you." He uttered softly. You sighed, obviously you enjoyed the Zeterran's company, he treated you extremely well, he was a gentleman, he listened to you and understood you, but fear still consumed you.

You took his dick out of his pants, watching the pulsing shaft jump and leak pre semen, rubbing your pussy along its length, saying again that the two of you had talked about it, trying to divert the focus from your heart racing because of the man below you ⸺ he bites his lip nervously before responding in a husky tone as you touch him.

"-I know—but it feels so good to be with you... I won't force anything on you... I know we said that... But since the day we started this arrangement, my feelings for you have grown much stronger." His voice was filled with an unspoken plea for understanding that might not translate well into words.

He groans softly at the sensation caused by your fingers moving over his cock while rubbing against your wet cunt; he holds onto your hips gently trying not push himself more than necessary despite these impulses stirring inside him. "-I know it can be scary... but please trust me..." He whispers fervently right before his lips gently brush against your cheek; the tip of forked tongue emerging briefly only to vanish back inside just as quickly—subtle reminder of who he is – then looks deeply into your eyes again... He knew how much you suffered, but he wasn't like anyone you had been involved with, he loved you more than anything, he needed someone to care for, he needed to be loved and love you.

As each inch goes deeper inside of you, a low growl escapes from him, he was trying desperately maintain control over himself due to the intense desire gnawing at him. "-I won't ever do anything that hurts or disappoints my sweetheart."

Syzoth's eyes glaze over with raw lust. The sight of his dick disappearing into your pussy is too much for him to handle right now - every twitch and contraction makes him feel in control but also dangerously close to losing it all... just like those thrilling circus acrobatics. "-You are so tight... Oh god... Fuck baby... You are driving me insane-" His hips moved rhythmically beneath him and tendons popped up on either side of his muscular thighs clearly showing how much power each thrust carrie.

"-You look so beautiful while taking me... my sweet petite little thing." He growls out almost incoherently before kissing your neck passionately while his erection glides effortlessly within you; body pressing against yours intimately - skin touching sweaty skin. His cock throb harder, leaking a trail of precum that trickled down onto the bedding below.

His breath was hot against your neck, his tongue flicking out to taste the saltiness of sweat dripping down your skin – almost like a hungry animal seeking sustenance. "-Please... tell me you trust me..." He pleaded with those beautiful puppy dog eyes that held so much vulnerability and desire mixed together perfectly; "-I've never wanted anything more than to please you... Just let go darling... Let yourself fall into this moment with me- Tell me... tell me you need it... say it!" he demanded hoarsely "-T-Tell me that you want more of my cock. "

Your brain was confused, the haze of pleasure consumed you, you just let the words run wild in the space of the room, opening up your fears and feelings while Syzoth fucked you harder every second, feelings that were locked deep inside your core hurt by people from past, every word was heard by your dominant ⸺ "-I will give you, all the love... - whatever it takes, let these fears go..." Syzoth pleads softly in your ear once again before starting to kiss along its length loudly slurping noises resonating throughout room due their intensity level. "-Just let yourself fall into my arms completely… Trust yourself to be safe with me right now."

He could feel tears streaming down your cheeks while panting heavily underneath him – wanting nothing but for her satisfaction. It seemed like a battle between two forces within them: fear versus love—fear of getting hurt again against an undeniable yearning towards one another. "-Cum all over my cock baby... let me feel every single contraction." His hands reach up to caress and squeeze your breasts roughly while continuing to thrust into you deeply; nipples erect from the rough treatment. "-You're so close, aren't you?" he asked soft "-I can feel it building up inside you... tell me when you're about to come..."

You finally reach the edge, shaking and mouthing his name over and over as you throw your head back in ecstasy. Syzoth couldn't help but let out a growl of his own, feeling the walls tighten around him and your fluids mixing with precum that had leaked earlier - yet another trigger for him.

"-C-Cumming..." He curses breathlessly as he pulls back slightly – cum shooting across your chest in thick ropes; body shuddering violently from this intense orgasm. "-Oh fuck!- That's it baby... you look fucking beautiful when you cum for me boy- holy shit-" Syzoth praises hoarsely between gasps for air while still stroking himself above you - enjoying each spasm wracking through his body after depositing his load on you lovingly. He falls onto bed next to my shivering form - both panting heavily.

Syzoth's breathing slowly starts to stabilize, his chest heaving up and down in sync with yours, "-I don't know what the future holds for us... But... I want you to be my partner... My first choice." His hand reaches out tentatively towards yours—seeking contact as if testing the waters before fully committing; "-Let me make you happy again... you can be my boy... and I can be yours..." His other arm wraps comfortably around you, pulling you closer into his chest – feeling safer with every passing second together against the darkness outside your world - You didn't know what it would be like, but you wanted to try, for you and for lover... Syzoth.

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[synnamonroll666]

Closer

Prompt 6: Knotting/Frottage Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: A lot of surprises come out of dating a Zaterran. But when you have sex in Syzoth's natural form for the first time, you are astonished to learn that the end isn't necessarily the end... Warnings: Knotting, Overstimulation, Half-Monster Fucking, Needy!Reader, Shy!Syzoth (As Usual 🤭), HandJob (Female Receiving), Frottage??? Word Count: 1.2k A/N: So I looked up the meaning of frottage—because I wasn't too sure on what it meant—only to find several goddamn definitions for it! But basically, just rubbing against someone to get sexual friction or getting sexually aroused by getting rubbed on by another person were the main definitions that came up, so I'm just going with that. I hope I got it right and I hope you enjoy it! 😂💚 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri.

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I screamed out as my orgasm tore through my body. I always knew that sex with Syzoth in his Zaterran form would be amazing, but I never expected it to be like this. Well, he wasn't fully in his Zaterran form—he was only transformed from the waist down. It wasn't that I didn't trust him not to hurt me—it was that he didn't trust himself. Fucking me while half in his natural form was the only way he would at all.

But it wasn't nearly what I had expected. Two dicks came to quite the surprise, but when I felt them both swell within me after he released, that was a whole new level of shock that I felt.

"W-What?" I squeaked out beneath him as I grew to feel more full than ever before. The sudden stretching made both of my holes sting with overstimulation as I clung on to my lover to stay grounded to reality.

"I-I am sorry." He muttered between deep, uneven breaths as he lifted his head from my shoulder to look down upon me. "I should have told you before..."

"Told me what?" I raised a brow in confusion, and he swallowed nervously while hesitating to speak for a moment.

"I... I tend to..." He let out a sigh, as if he were embarrassed to explain to me what was going on.

"Syzoth, you just fucked me in both holes at once. How can you be too embarrassed to talk to me about anything?"

My brutally honest question made him blush deep green due to embarrassment, and for a split second, I felt a small pang of guilt for humiliating my lover.

"I-I-I... You're right... After sexual intercourse, I tend to... Knot..." He stammered out awkwardly and then quickly averted his emerald eyes away from my own as the pine tint on his cheeks deepened with shame.

"Knot?" I repeated, confused by this term I had never heard before.

"To stay close to my mate. Physically, it's to trap my seed inside of you to ensure that I impregnate you. But spiritually—how I see it—it is a way to feel closer and connected to you." His gaze softened while his lips curled into a sweet smile. "It is quite special, really."

"Oh... So, how long does this usually last?"

"Thirty minutes... To an hour..."

"An hour?!" I shrieked loudly, completely stunned by this new information that my mind could barely comprehend.

"Yeah," he smiled sheepishly as he spoke. Then he let out a nervous chuckle, clearly hoping to lighten the mood. "But at least we can stay close for awhile, right?"

"That's true." The corners of my lips lifted to form a loving smile as I gazed up at my currently fuckdrunk mate. I shifted my body slightly to get more comfortable, but winced as both of his knots sent an overwhelming feeling of overstimulated pleasure up my core.

Syzoth noticed this reaction and simply smirked as his eyes studied my features. Judging by the stinging heat in my cheeks, I was sure that I was as red as a tomato; he always loved it when I would blush for him.

"Best not to move, my sweet. I am currently pressed against every bit of you inside. There is no way to move without me pressing deeper into one of your most sensitive spots, causing more overstimulation." He chuckled amusingly as he brought up a hand to gently graze the backs of his knuckles against my cheek.

I let out a shaky breath and slowly nodded my head, agreeing that staying completely still was definitely for the better, before whispering a breathy "Y-Yeah..."

"We can just lay together and wait it out."

"I'm good with that."

He smiled down at me and kissed my forehead, and then laid himself down on top of me. Letting out a deep breath and relaxing his body, his weight pressed down fully on me and almost made it hard to breathe. But that wasn't the biggest problem I had. 

The way his chest pressed against me as he laid his weight upon me didn't help at all to dull the aching feeling for more, which was burning between my legs. In fact, it made it worse! Without realizing it, I flexed my nails into his back and cut little angry crescents into his soft skin.

"Oh!" He gasped in shock at my behavior and raised himself just a tiny bit to look down at me with a puzzled expression etched into his features. "Are you ok, love?"

"Syzoth," my voice unintentionally came out in a strained whine as I peered up at my lover with pleading eyes. "I need more."

"Are you sure, sunshine? You've already taken so much toni—"

"I don't care!" I interrupted him with a needy cry. "I need more!"

"O-Ok..." He whispered with a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "I-I can barely move inside of you at the moment, but perhaps I could satisfy you by rubbing you?"

His suggestion sent chills down my spine, and I nodded my head eagerly to get him to proceed. He then slipped a hand down between our tightly pressed bodies to place a finger against my swollen clit. I responded with a strained whimper as I squeezed his shoulders. As soon as he began moving his digit in a circular motion, my head lolled back into the pillows as I moaned out for more.

Both of my holes clenched his knotted cocks tightly as I went hurdling towards my second orgasm of the night. I instinctively writhed beneath him due to the pleasure becoming more than I could bear, but my movements were restricted under his weight, which was holding me down.

I buried my face into his shoulder as I cried through the stinging pleasure of overstimulation, and he responded with a low hum emitting from his chest as both his cocks twitched within me. Finally—as his fingers picked up speed awhile they rubbed furious circles around my sensitive mound—I came completely undone as I was thrown into an earth-shattering orgasm that had me seeing white. 

My body trembled violently beneath him as I screamed and cried through it, while he whispered sweet praises in my ear that I unfortunately could not comprehend at the time. Once my orgasm came to an end, my whole body fell limp. I still felt so damn full and satisfied, and in that moment, it dawned on me that I had never had such a pleasurable experience in all my life; Syzoth truly was something special.

Despite still being filled to the brim and the overstimulation still nipping at my now-numb holes, I could barely stay awake for another second. My eyes slowly fell shut as I let out a pleased sigh. 

"Good girl; you did so well." Syzoth whispered as he raised a hand to gently caress my hair. I responded by slowly lifting the corners of my lips into a tired smile and although I could not see him, I knew that he most likely mirrored my expression on his own. "Have a rest, my little sunshine. I'll be here when you wake."

And I did, knowing that I would be safe in his arms—that he would be there for me when I would wake. I let myself finally drift off to sleep, feeling his gentle caresses and knots still keeping us connected. 

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[leifygreeens]

i saw your tags on the bachelor post, sooooo if you please? could you spare some bachelorette hcs for the soul? 🤲🏻

Well, I suppose I could be persuaded—lmfao I’m kidding. You sent this on Sunday, and I assumed you were talking about the Bachelors In Bed hc list, so that’s what I wrote. I’m really glad someone wanted to see the girlies, too :) Enjoy, anon! 

Warnings: Sub/dom dynamics, mentions of headspaces, edging/overstim, dirty talk, degradation and praise, tons of swearing, light bondage(?), mentions of feet yikes, and I used GN!reader. They’re listed in ascending age order once again.

Maru

She’s loud

The slightest touch can have her sighing, and lord have mercy on your eardrums if you nibble on her earlobe, because that’s Her Spot���

She has a tendency to hide her face in the pillows or behind her arms and hands

But that does absolutely nothing to keep her voice down

you’re caught totally off guard by it at first, and at some point you wonder if she’s putting it on, but no

She really is just that sensitive

And loud. Did I mention she’s loud?

Desperate for it, no teasing or edging for her please and thank you

She’s probably a little repressed, what with her dad being who he is (the stick up his ass is massive, genuinely)

So sex with her is going to reflect that, at least at first

Grabs onto you a lot, and her grip is strong as hell

probably has a marking kink and loves leaving hickeys on your thighs during the summertime when she knows you have to wear shorts

And lordy, does she scratch

You might as well have a permanent tattoo of her nails down your back because of how often she uses you as a scratching post

You like looking at them in the mirror though, and she always makes sure to put ointment on them afterward so they don’t become a problem

But this girl doesn’t really talk during sex, regardless of the kind

She’s too busy blowing the fucking roof off the farmhouse

Oh yeah. No sex at her place. Nope.

Not even a gag can shut her up, but you’re certainly welcome to try!

Probably could make your lips numb if you tried to kiss her while she was moaning

And despite what you might think of her at first, she’s not innocent

because of how Demetrius is, she may never have had any experience with another person, but that doesn’t mean she’s never used toys

She can’t buy her own, but she did make a few for herself!

Feel free to use them on her, but be warned that she’ll give you the same treatment afterward

As far as dynamics go, she’s a switch, and definitely overstimulates the fuck out of you as a dom, but when she’s subbing, she’s pretty docile

Listens to you well, and if there’s a sliding scale in terms of brattiness, her and Haley are on opposite extremes (more on that later though)

Overall sex with her is pretty intense, and no it does not settle down the longer you’re together so good luck

Maybe invest in some decent earplugs? For you and the whole town LMFAO

Penny

It’s hard to tell because she’s constantly muffling herself in one way or another

even though it’s implied that she has a situationship with Sam, she’s very inexperienced

She knows how she likes to be kissed, but as far as her knowledge on sex goes, nada

You’re going to have to lead her

She doesn’t really like hearing herself, just because it reminds her of what she’s doing and she’s embarrassed about it

So you can usually trust that she’s not going to be super loud, but she can talk

Nothing vulgar or raunchy

That’s just not who she is

So you’ll probably get way more “I love you’s,” and lots of quiet begging

But as far as noises go, she’ll give you sharp gasps or muffled whimpers

Doesn’t have a ton of confidence and kind of just lets you do whatever you want

That causes some problems early on because she’s not totally up-front about certain things, but you pay very close attention, so it’s not very often that it happens

But it’ll take a lot of trust and communication for her to open up about what she likes during sex

And then you find out that she likes being embarrassed

Make fun of her desperation a little bit, but you should definitely still indulge her 

Not to mention if you yourself are just as desperate, that’ll def make her short-circuit

The build-up is the loudest

Her volume is high when she comes, but it falls back down pretty quickly afterward

Grapples onto you like a koala

Like Alex, prefers a lot of contact, and similarly to Elliott, likes intimacy

But also tease her a bit

imagine her reaching for your hand to thread your fingers together, and you indulge her, but chuckle a little meanly?

Yeah. She's dead.

A sub, 10000%

And if you stop doing all the work and force her to do it herself, she is GONE

“If you want it, you’re going to have to work for it”

And she does work for it, but her face is bright red the whole time

A little tomato lol

You’ll have to give her a second to get over her embarrassment though

You can tease her about that too if you wanna

“Are you embarrassed by how badly you want me?” and she shakes her head because that’s not it but also it is

Probably tears up, but doesn’t cry

At least, none of her tears ever fall

Wants to cuddle after sex, and will not let you go for at least thirty minutes

You also are going to need to reassure her

So go for lots of compliments, be sweet and loving to her overall, and she’ll probably want to take a shower together afterward

You may or may not get a round two in there

Abigail

This girl

Well.

She’s got quite the mouth on her LMAO

What I mean is: Abigail curses like no one else

Which isn’t very surprising for anyone involved, but nonetheless I have to mention it

But as far as noises go—oml this girl is so ridiculous—she thinks her moans sound like a really bad imitation of pornstars faking it? hdsjhDGSKDJGH

So she doesn’t allow herself lol

It would take a lot to get her to make any higher noises

You’re not gonna hear any whines or whimpers out of her for the most part

But if you want to, you can overstimulate her

The thing about her voice is that once she starts using it, she won’t stop

If you open the floodgates, she won’t be able to close them

Things in motion tend to stay in motion, yadda yadda yadda

You get the point

Anyway yeah she sounds fucking phenomenal but don’t bother trying to convince her because it will not work ever at all lmfao

What a stubborn little shit abigail i’m in love with you pls

She jerks around a lot

She’s overall pretty sensitive, and if you catch her by surprise, she’ll yank herself away from you

It’s not because she hates it, it’s just reflex

You’ll have to hold onto her pretty tightly

But also.

Tie her up sometimes, maybe?

I imagine she’s the type to have some fuzzy purple handcuffs 

Probably bought them off amazon after losing a bet

But she’s never used them before

Except she has you now, so. You know. They see the light of day fairly often

If you want to know how she’s feeling, check her feet

Hold on stAY WITH ME—

She curls her toes whenever she likes something you do

So let’s say you’re going down on her, and you’ve got her legs slung over your shoulders

And you can’t hear her or see her face, but just.

Glance up, or to the side—wherever you’ve got them

And you can tell when she’s enjoying herself easily

Give her hickeys and bite her a bit—her neck is the most sensitive, so if you’re looking for some real sounds, go for there

be warned that she might make your ears ring

Haley

Now we know when you’re just getting to know each other, she’s kind of shallow and mean, right?

But give her some patience and she’ll soften over time

So once y’all are together

A brat.

But also not

Like, yeah, she’s bratty, and needy, and if you try to edge her or rile her up, she’ll just take what she needs ugh i love her

But her sounds will reflect that disposition, so depending on what you’re doing, she’ll either be super sweet, or a bitchy brat 

“You’re so slow, hurry up!” or “Please, I’ll be good, I’m so close”

Probably a switch, but leans more toward sub

Sensitive nipples (i hc nipple piercings for her lol you’re welcome for that image)

Latch onto her chest and she’ll be ready to go in like. Two minutes.

But if you want to mess with her, stay there for longer

She could probably come just from nipple play, but she’s never patient enough for it to happen

But touching on what she likes hearing from you for a second, here’s some advice: degrade her

Call her a slut, insult her a little, bro if you scold her for her attitude? Lol you’re never getting rid of her and why tf would you want to?

But despite her general temperament, she doesn’t like pain

So overstim as a punishment is your go-to

But she’ll often piss you off just to get that out of you

Kinda pisses you off sometimes

“Why can’t you just ask me for it? Why do you have to be so bratty? I’d give you what you want in the first place if you just set aside your pride and used your fucking words.”

“Don’t lie, you know you like it.”

She raises your blood pressure every day lmao

She’s versatile, so you’ll hear just about every kind of sound from her

As far as volume goes, she can’t keep her voice down for shit

A fun little challenge is to tell her to be quiet

She can’t do it for shit, but it’s still fun nonetheless lol

Leah

It’s a good thing she moved to the farmhouse with you, because she may not be loud, but you certainly are

This girl knows her shit

She’s really great at reading people, so if you were hoping to slip anything past her, you can toss those plans in the garbage right now lmao

She’s got a tongue and she knows how to use it

Plenty of experience, and she’s gonna make sure she puts it to good use

But she’s not going to go crazy

There’s no dynamics with her, no headspaces, nada

She’s not boring, of course, but she’s not really into all that intense shit

The most that’ll happen is she doesn’t let you touch her until you come at least once, and will probably overstimulate you if you ask for it, but that’s it

Has a very nice voice

Kind of similar to Abigail’s, but a little more smooth, and slightly deeper

She’s not all that shy about her voice, so you can expect an average amount of volume and frequency from her, but she’ll be at her loudest when all of the focus is on you

Very go with the flow, and doesn’t mind a little exploration as long as there’s a hefty amount of communication beforehand

With her relationship history, the easiest way to get her going is to be loving and sweet (FUCK YOU, KEL!)

So if you kiss her with no ulterior motives, or “just because,” that’ll probably be enough to rile her up

Also consent. Consent is very sexy to her

She thinks it’s pretty attractive, seeing you hold yourself back for her benefit

And because she’s so great at reading people, it also means that she knows exactly when you’re doing that

“You keep looking at my lips. Is there something you want to say?”

Likes to tease you about it, but you both know it drives her just as crazy to see you get like that

Likes being complimented quite a bit, (once again, FUCK YOU, KEL) but nothing too raunchy or nasty

Call her “pretty”, or say “I love you” against her lips between kisses?

You’ll have this woman wrapped around your finger like a soulmate string

Emily

In terms of romance, this girl gives Elliott a run for his money

Sex is going to be full-blown occasion for her

Candles, rose petals, music, and definitely some essential oils in a diffuser to help you relax

Probably turns on a salt lamp to align your chakras beforehand or some shit idk

She does not fuck, let’s make that clear now.

Also there are no power dynamics here, nope

Likes intimacy, and prefers any position that makes it easy to kiss you

Which. Oof. She is messy.

Lots of tongue, and if you’re close, probably just gasping into each other’s mouths

She doesn’t actually use pet names during sex

She thinks it’s more romantic and personal to use your name

Maybe a nickname, if you’ve got one

But yeah, no “baby,” “sweetheart”—nothing like that

Also. Eye contact.

EYE. CONTACT.

Will hold your face and force you to look her in the eyes if you try to look away

It’s like the world zeroes in on you two, and she will not focus on anything else

Loves cataloging every expression you make, so if you want to fuck with her facing away from you, you better get a mirror because she refuses to miss anything

Surprisingly not very loud?

Like you’d think she would be, but she’s surprisingly quiet

Not because she’s not enjoying herself, but because she’s just. Not very vocal lol

Loving praise, unsurprisingly

And she gives as good as she wants to get

Probably laces your hands together and presses it over one of your chests, just above your hearts emily please you’re killing me here

Skin contact, a fuckton of foreplay, and honestly her room could serve as a hippie’s sex shop lmfao

So many toys, oils, lube, this girl is prepared for anything

Probably a little vanilla, but that doesn’t mean it’s boring

I assure you it is never boring

I think it’s probably a little surprising for you at first, just how loved she can make you feel

I think with the current dating sphere, with the explosion of social media and smartphones and whatnot, everyone is very disconnected from one another

And she hates it, so when she decides to open up to someone like that, she’s going to do it right

Makes you feel so loved, and you’re obsessed after only the first time

She likes keeping your sexual life private

So don’t expect her to be ready to go whenever, and she doesn’t like a whole lot of PDA

Will not fuck you in any part of the farmhouse except your bedroom

No kitchen or couch sex. Boo-hoo

She wants it to be personal and private, because she feels like it makes it more special if it’s only shared between you two

And your bedroom is your safe-space

She probably says it’s about keeping the atmosphere balanced or whatever

She doesn’t want to have to leave charged rocks on every surface to deal with it if something disrupts that positive energy I am literally in love with her

[winn-schott-throughtheheart]

I am a truther of Winn with disabilities like hearing loss, POTS (reflecting onto him from myself hehe), chronic pain, uses mobility aids n stuff, stuff like that!!! Do u have any headcannons like that? :33

for continuity's sake i won't be including specifically autistic headcanons in here even though it is a disability, just cause I already answered an ask about autistic headcanons :33

(also I realised I misread the original ask so it took me a hot minute lmfao)

POTS:

• i think I put in the post this ask was about about him leaning on the solid mass of kara or mon whenever he feels faint or dizzy and just. yeah that's good stuff. monwinnara my beloveds

• he Will steal salt packets whenever he can. they're fucking everywhere. if you put your hand into any one of his pockets in any item of clothing, there will be a salt packet.

• which also works in warding kara off eating his food, and also anyone else in the break room

• he Will fall if he stands up too fast.

• Floor Time is a must. when he gets home it's Floor Time.

wheelchair/mobility aids:

• The way I imagine this one is the explosion at the funeral in 3x14 injuring his back. maybe it doesn't paralyse him fully, but he spends a lot of time in a lot of pain and it takes a long time for him to get around on his own.

• he uses crutches on good days, but can walk short distances without them, he's just a little wobbly because his legs are weaker

• he's just overcome with fresh hatred for his father, because he's spent literally his whole life doing things on his own and refusing help, and now he's constantly relying on other people just to move around, and he hates it.

• "do you know how pathetic this makes me feel?"

• it takes a long time for him to get used to it, but the anger he feels towards his father never really goes away.

• under no circumstances is anyone allowed to push him. at all. he needs to maintain some kind of control and independence

• James is awful at acknowledging this

• as he gets more used to it the more comfortable he gets using his wheelchair. he decorates it with stickers

• he mostly uses his crutches at home, since the distances are shorter and it's bulky and frustrating having to maneuver a wheelchair in his apartment

• he hides it well, but he's always in some kind of pain. it's worse when he pushes himself, even though he won't admit it, because winn schott is a stubborn bastard.

• it also very much impacts his autism- he's a lot more aware of everything now that he has to be so aware of his body, and he gets overstimulated (and melts down) a lot more easily as a result of that.

• maybe he has a cool cane too- it takes him a while to get round to using it, because it's a lot more obvious he's chronically disabled using a cane than using crutches

• a part of him hates all of it because he doesn't like drawing attention to himself especially in public (he will around the people he trusts, when he feels safe)

hearing loss:

• in my mind this might go hand in hand with the wheelchair one, the explosion at the funeral damaging his hearing

• maybe it takes him a while to notice. as an autistic person, I personally have SUCH a hard time recognising patterns in real time- stuff like taking medicine making me feel better, specific things causing allergic reactions, etc etc, so it might be similar for winn. takes him a while to notice that, no, this is wrong

• if it's enough for him to need hearing aids, once he's used to it, he'll just take them out whenever he needs a bit of peace and quiet like when he's working

• and then he'll get in the zone and won't notice people trying to get his attention, which makes him a hell of a lot more jumpy

service dog! :

• autism service dog? maybe pots? some kind of fainting spell service puppy? ptsd?

• kara is utterly enamoured immediately. it takes SO much of her energy not to distract the dog.

• mon-el had to have a very stern talking to about how to act around the dog because he'd never met a service dog before

• he was very understanding but it took a while before he felt comfortable petting her or anything when she was off duty just in case he hurt winn by distracting her

• man I want to come up with a cute name and everything.

• im gonna go with mable mable is cute

• with the amount of times the deo gets attacked on the regular, it does make winns anxiety spike at the thought of bringing her to work

• they manage to train her to run to a specific place when the alarms go off so it's easy to find her- this actually took a while because she was very reluctant to leave winns side in an emergency

• im imagining cat not being all that happy about having to have a dog in the office lol. of course she allows it without question, but she is pleasantly surprised/relieved at how she will just stay put and sleep under winns desk unless she's alerted to something

• i SO need to draw this

• it took a while for his cat to acclimatise to the dog. winn felt bad so he made sure to pay extra attention to him to make sure he didn't feel left out

Fibromyalgia/chronic pain:

recently learned that this can be caused by significant mental trauma, so thought it'd be interesting to explore for whump reasons

• like the hearing loss one, it takes him a long time to notice something is wrong

• maybe it starts to manifest after the events of 1x10- I mean the guy was kidnapped, drugged and bound by the person he despises most in the world, and then forced to almost kill someone, I would count that as significant mental trauma

• he thinks he's just tired and sore because he's overworking himself. he's struggling to sleep and the nightmares get worse because of it, making him reluctant to even try

• particularly because it hurts most in his neck, back and hips, he thinks it's because he's spent too long slouching over a screen

• he starts declining invitations to go out on the weekends because he just needs to rest and recover, literally just lying in bed or the couch for days. it's like this for months before he realises this is probably not normal

• the fatigue and the brain fog start impacting his work and the first time cat sends him home because of it is the wake up call

• eventually he learns to hide it, because it just isn't going away no matter what he does, so he's gonna have to learn to live with it

• when he moves to the deo and starts spending more time around j'onn, there's something that's about winns mental/physical signature that j'onn notices is different from every other agent

• it takes him a while to realise that it's pain, winn is just in pain all the time, and had he not been psychic he literally wouldn't have known, because winn just buckles down and gets on with the tasks he's assigned, usually going above and beyond, without so much as a sigh

• not that he was hard on him before, but j'onn goes easier on him after he realises this. when he notices winn rubbing/massaging his neck or trying to stretch his back more often than usual, he'll make up a task for him to go do that lets him relax for a little while

• sometimes he stops by and does some dishes or some laundry when winn physically can't bring himself to get out of bed and there's stuff that needs doing, which he is infinitely thankful for. winn schott x healthy father figure my BELOVED

anyway ill stop here for now, but please let me know if you want some more/specific conditions to project onto him ! i want to draw winn and mabel like as soon as humanly possible oh my god. also I feel I should clarify just in case this isn't meant to romanticise or sexualise or villainise disabilities!! this is only meant to explore different conditions using my fav blorbo as the test subject <3

[avenin7]

Stupid mod au questions to answer at your convenience - road trip edition.

*Which characters can/will drive?

*Who chooses the music and what are they playing?

*Who inhales car snacks the whole jorney and who gets super car sick?

*Who is antisocial and wears their headphones the entire time and who talks nonstop and tries to get everyone to play games?

*Who has a steel bladder for like nine hours and who shamelessly pees in a bottle?

*Who takes the night shift driving?

*Who demands they stop at McDonald's and what is everyone getting?

*Who conks out and sleeps the whole jorney? Who takes gratuitous photos of them to upload to Instagram?

*Who gets unbearably cranky being in a small space with other people for too long and ends up in a fight?

*Finally; which song comes on the radio that causes them all to have to sing along?

Hii! Thank you for the ask! I wanted to do some art to go along with it it but I am burnt out haha. I've actually thought about this a lot actually!!

As much as Daruk would want everyone to carpool in his van, nobody trusts that shitbox to not explode within 60miles, so they take Link's subaru. Drivers would be all of them but location decided who's driving where. Revali, Urbosa, Mipha, Daruk can all navigate in cities pretty well (Daruk REQUIRES directions or else he will pick a direction and just drive endlessly). Link and Zelda do better with highway driving. They don't like last minute changes or not knowing where they're going, so being on the highway and cruising is preferable. (Link has really really good navigation, he just gets overwhelmed easily).

I would say they are probably listening to Urbosa's music the most. Second is probably Daruk. They both lean towards r&b music and pure chill vibes which is good for driving. (NOT Mipha's Rob Zombie or Link's Skrillex). They play that stuff when they're trying to stay awake at 2 am

Daruk & Link are the car snack demolishers but also surprisingly Revali as well. He mindlessly eats to keep himself engaged while driving (especially if nobody is actively talking to him). The rest of the group is eating junk but Revali & Urbosa are snacking on roasted cashews and spicy pickles like the freaks they are. And also speaking of food. When on road trips dietary restrictions kind of go out the window for sake of convenience. So nobody is really worried about "oh McDonald's is unhealthy" because theyre most just wanting easy calories for cheap. They usually just get a massive order of like 40 chicken nuggets and several large fries and plain burgers to share. If anyone wants anything specific they order it for themselves. (The amount of sauce packets lost in Link's car is unreal)

I think they'd all go in shifts of being antisocial and overstimulated. Having to take frequent breaks to stretch and get away from each other. But Link probably wears his ear defenders the most when he's not driving. Mostly cause even if everyone is quiet there's still going to be noise. So surprisingly he gets the most bickery and angry with people. Snappish. Revali or Mipha would probably try and get people to talk the most. Revali because he gets really bad highway hypnosis and so talking helps him. Mipha because she just loves making up games. Also she and Link are the ones to yell "cows!" every time they see them outside. (while Link reverently murmurs "horses" whenever he sees a horse)

Revali and Urbosa share nightshift driving duties. They both have the best eyesight and enjoy the quiet. Mipha also does too and her & Revali have had some really good heart-to-hearts while everyone has been asleep.

Link I think would want to conk out but can't, so Daruk does. He would be out and snoring the entire drive. 16 hours. He doesn't give a fuck. I think Zelda or Mipha would be the instagram photo girlies. Wanting to capture the moments (especially Mipha, she has a passion for photography). Revali only takes cringefail photos of everyone for blackmail xD

any song by Shania Twain or Lincoln Park is screamed at top volume. Also Eminem, 50 Cent, Sean Paul, Post Malone. Nobody is a Swiftie but if somebody had to be, it would be Revali 100%. (I have other songs and artist but I can't think of any right now TAT I do have a playlist of au music)

Don't Stop Believing by Journey is another song everyone screams and Bohemian Rhapsody. Pink Floyd is a particular favorite of Daruk, Link, Urbosa

Oh! I forgot! Link and Zelda can hold their bladders the longest. Daruk/Revali are both peeing in bottles without a care. Urbosa would but she doesn't have a device to help. Mipha thinks they're all gross and unhealthy in their bladder habits.

[cottonballpuppy]

What are the ideal nudes that someone could send you? Genie granted you three NSFW wishes. What are you wishing for? What kink/fantasy of yours are you the most embarrassed about? Why? What body part would you worship on other people to the end of time because NGHHHH? Would you be able to go full month just pleasing your partner daily, without getting anything back? Favourite way of being praised? What is something you always wanted to ask your partner but didn’t had the courage to? Do you trust your partner enough to be their no-limit sex slave for 24 hours? Why not? What would be the limits? Take Erotic photos of someone or Let someone take erotic photos of you? Creampie or Throatpie? Bites vs Slaps?

-catenby (✿◠ω◠)

EEEE this is fun!!!!

1: honestly whatever makes to sender comfortable, I’m very open to whatever kind of pictures people wanna send :3

2: uhhh I’d wish for an actual puppy tail, I would really enjoy having a penis, I think it’d be fun, aaaaand… maybe some cute puppy ears too :3

3: I’m most embarrassed about wanting to have sex in renaissance festival garb, which is funny cause that’s pretty tame, but it’s very personal to me-

4: I wanna worship peoples fingers!!! I wanna suck on em, lick em, and ride them and do literally whatever I can to them!!! Thus goes for hands too-

5: I would love to be a complete service pup for a month! Most of the time I don’t even care about my own pleasure, I just wanna make sure my dom is happy and taken care of :3

5: I like being praised with a lot of petting and cooing, telling me how good I did and that they’re proud of me, drooooool

6: I wanna ask my partner to dress up and have sex in renaissance gear- SOBS

7: I fully trust my partner in doing that kinda stuff, we already do pretty much whatever he wants, so I can imagine it would be no different than usual-

I would rather have someone take pictures of me, it gives me butterflies knowing that I’m in their camera roll for nefarious reasons >:3

I would rather have cream pies!!! PLZZZ breed me omg (I also have a problem with getting overstimulated with taste ^^||)

Bites!!!! I’ll let you bite me if you let me bite you :3 chomp chomp chomp

[sphylor]

Hey! I saw you said you wanted an ask about how the others found out about kitty Dew and i would LOVE to be that ask. Please share all of your thoughts with us.

@riverghoulsworld @jazz-bazz i would love to share all my thoughts on how the other ghouls found out about kitty Dew!! this will be a continuation of this post so if you havent already go read that first. thoughts under the cut:

its not until a few months after they come back from tour that the other ghouls find out about kitty Dew. he hadn't gone kitty again whilst on tour and the times he had back at the abbey had been spent alone with Rain. he would feel himself slipping and tug on Rain's sleeve and Rain would instantly understand what's going on and scoop him up and carry him back to his room. there they would cuddle and play and do anything kitty Dew wanted to do. and since he was with Rain it was no longer a bad experience for him. he felt safe and content with him. but he still wasn't ready for the others to see that side of him.

it happens by complete accident, though. one day they're all in the living room lounging around and talking but its a bit too much for Dew. everyone's voices are too loud and there's too many people and they're all talking and someone decided to play music which just adds to the noise. he's squashed between Swiss and Aether in what used to be a comfortable position but now he just feels trapped. Rain is on the complete opposite side of the room, deep in conversation with Mountain, but Dew can't seem to find his voice to call out for him. Swiss is telling some sort of story next to him and Cirrus is laughing so loudly. he's so overstimulated he doesn't even realise the edges of his mind start to go fuzzy. he eventually snaps when Swiss' hand flies a bit too close to his face as he gestures. Dew doesn't even think. he just bites down on Swiss' hand and starts hissing.

everyone goes silent. someone turns the music off but Dew doesn't even realise. he's slipped into kitty brain now. Rain is obviously immediately across the room. he pulls Dew into his lap and sits there on the floor with him, cuddling and cooing him while Dew goes full kitty. Dew's meowing and nuzzling into Rain, calling him mousey and just acting so soft and sweet. the others are so confused because they've literally never seen him act this way before. even Swiss is ignoring the pain in his hand to watch the scene in front of him. when Dew is occupied with his tail, Rain glares around at the others, letting them all know throught that look that if they even think of making fun of Dew no one will find their bodies. he tries to pick Dew up and take him to a more private place like their room but Dew wont let him for some reason. instead he gets up from Rain's lap and starts individually investigating all of the ghouls in turn.

he gives the little puncture wounds on Swiss' hand little licks, looking up at him apologetically whilst Swiss just absolutely melts over how adorable he is. he headbutts Aether, demanding pets. he lies across Cirrus' lap and plays with Cumulus' hair whilst being coddled and showered with affection. he plays with the tuft of fluff at the end of Mountain's tail and then tries to climb him.

Rain tells them enough to assure them that, whilst Dew was overstimulated and that caused him to regress, its a normal thing for him to do and they just have to make sure to make a calm and safe environment for him. once Dew's back to being Dew they do talk about it more with him. they apologise for not realising that Dew wasn't doing ok and reassure him that he can trust all of them. they ask a lot of questions and really do try their best to understand what Dew needs and the best ways to help him when he's kitty. and even though Dew is feeling slightly mortified still and not very happy that that's how they all found out, he gets such a warm feeling in his chest just knowing how loved he truly is.

he still mostly goes kitty around Rain and will always seek him out because he's his mousey <3 but he trusts the other ghouls to look after him too now and loves the attention they all give him.

(once again i still have more to say on this so if you drop me an ask i'll make a post/posts on how kitty Dew reacts to meeting Sunny, Aurora and Phantom for the first time)

[ya-bug-boy]

Could you write something about piers liking a gn reader that has autism and social anxiety? Like, he tries to gain their trust and make them as happy as they can be. Always looking out for them. I think that they wouldn't go to his concerts cause, big bad noise. Them being so excited over something they do the flappy hands, I think he would find it cute(I hope).

Wow, this is practically a self insert, I feel a little embarrassed. You can ignore this if it would be too much. I know learning about autism can be annoying to some people because of all the information you have to search for and read. So, please, ignore this if you don't want to write it, thank you^^

Piers x GN Autistic Reader

Not gonna lie, people are surprised when they learn about you being Piers' partner. Not to say that you're a particularly bad person or the wrong kind of partner, but because of your certain needs and limitations.

You sometimes have trouble looking at people in the eye. This dates back to your youth. You fortunately got a lot better at speaking with people through extensive vocal therapy classes though. You also get overwhelmed with sensory overload in particular scenarios. It varies. Sometimes the lights and loud music in stores are too much, it depends on how mentally prepared you are to be in there, but having a pair of sunglasses and noise cancelling headphones does help when some days get too harsh for you. You don't have a verbal tick, but you do stim from time to time. Typically you flap your hands in place or rock back and forth in a chair, but this is to indicate that you're in a good mood!

You can still hold a conversation, take relatively good care of yourself, and even work at a job. But just in case, you do have a therapy Pokemon. It's a Riolu, he comes with you everywhere you go. You unfortunately suffer from anxiety and though anxiety/panic attacks has lessened throughout the years due to your well managed coping mechanisms, help from support groups, and regular therapy, there might come across a time in which you need help. However, you live alone. So your Riolu is necessary to help prevent you from getting too close to dangerous situations.

Piers was checking out the local records shop when he found you there. There's only one record shop in the entire Galar region and it's themed like an old fashioned pub.

Piers doesn't really have a preference as to what kind of partner he desires, but admittedly you were very attractive and your Riolu wearing a vest that was labelled, "WORKING. THERAPY POKEMON," caught his interest.

Piers politely walked over and waved at you to get your attention, to which you turn around. He's not entirely aware as to why you can't look at him in the eyes but with the conversation you have with him, he finds you interesting enough to ask for your number.

You talk with him a lot over text and he gets to know more about your personality. You become more relaxed, cheery, and even playful as you share with him memes and images.

But when he tries to invite you to one of your shows, you politely decline and explain why. You have trouble being in crowded, overstimulating scenarios. You explain that you might suffer from an anxiety attack and didn't want him to see that.

He becomes more gentle after that. He doesn't invite you to his shows, but he's always showing you his new music because he loves your opinion. It's always shared safely in the comfort of your home or his.

Since he's not entirely sure of what your boundaries or limitations are, he's always asking for permission before he does ordinary things, like asking to hold your hand or to even hug you. Despite his broody and glum demeanor, he's quite the gentleman.

He starts to read a few books about autism after you two start dating. He wants to make sure he's doing things right. You swear you've never had a boyfriend as sweet as him, to which he scoffs, turns his head so you don't see his blush on his pale face.

He's a sweetheart and more importantly, he's yours.

[hearts401]

@charade-yes-from-youtube MCI!!! YIPPEE!!!

Gabriel:

-Oldest kid william killed. hes 12 and has a baby sister and a big brother (his brother is grown and is mike schmidt in my fnaf timeline)

-LOVES sports. he played a lot when he was young, but his favorite is basketball

-His family has a lot of issues, so he's a lot more mature than he should be.

-He actually disliked cassidy in life. to him she was too bossy and bratty, but he didnt care bc she was younger than him

-One of the more vengeful, since he thinks a lot about his baby sister and it makes him PISSED. hes close to cassidy and is super protective of his friends. Of course this means he violently hates michael

-extra one but he's very bitter about being in the animatronic. as much as he wants revenge, he also is one of the first to side with cassidy against charlie

Fritz:

-about 9 when he died, he's not as vengeful. He was mostly just scared at first.

-Close with Susie and was present when the bite happened. He wasn't close with Evan (hes younger than Ev) but he felt really bad whenever he saw him around

-He played soccer <33 which is why he was able to run away from william long enough to cause trouble

-Autistic, selectively nonverbal and doesnt talk a lot bc of it. he gets overstimulated by loud noises

-He had no siblings, but he was super duper close with susie. Her death fucked him up a lot and if it weren't for his birthday arty, he would not have gone back to the pizzeria ever. he'd hoped the party would cheer him up

-turned on charlie quicker than expected. he hates being in foxy and hes scared, so he doesnt trust her. he also viewed it as a selfish decision especially when cassidy framed it that way

Jeremy:

-Was very aggressive with william but couldnt do much. he was 9 (turning ten in a few months maybe) when he died

-hes not vengeful tho, not as much as cassidy or gabriel. hes moreso sad.

-sides with gabriel on everything EXCEPT charlie. he trusts charlie and believes she brought them back for a reason. but he went with gabriel because he didnt wanna leave him behind

-his big brother is the bonnie bully (andy my love <3) and their relationship changed a lot post bite. jeremy didnt know what happened until after he died, tho. hes not evans biggest fan bc evan helped cassidy turn the others against charlie and he hated to see her isolated like that

-he thinbks its hilarious that the nightguard has the same name as his. less so when said nightguard gets a chunk taken out of his face

Susie: (@walking-fnaf-encyclopedia u asked too <3)

-8 when she died. was there for the bite but didnt actually see it happen. she just knew a kid died because of the robots and only really knew what happened when she was told post-death

-surprisingly vengeful. this girl can fit a lot o anger in her. shes bitter that her death was based on a stupid theory, and even more bitter that charlie helped prove the theory true.

-despite that, it took a while for her to give up on charlie. in fact the split between the mci and charlie ruined her view of evan and cassidy more than it did charlie. susie, just like jeremy, could tell they were isolating her and she did not like it. she doesnt fully blame them (considering she agrees with them) but she believed there was a better way. they were already here, why not work together?

-her dog possesses the cupcake! she knows this and cherishes the little guy but she also feels so fucking sad her poor dog got dragged into this. he seems pretty chill with it tho LMAO

-actually the most chill w the nightguard. after all, its not him who wronged her lol

Cassidy:

MY FAV MY BELOVED OKAY

-11 when she died. second oldest meow and she fucking FOUGHT LIKE HELL. whatever jeremy did to will was nothing compared to her. she was a cornered rabbit and she showed her claws she fucked him UP. broke his nose cut his face she did everything to get away from him. he had to make up a story about a person attacking him (which ended up being the first lie henry cracked that lead up to him finding out william was the killer so. pop off cass)

-Knew evan before she died. did not gaf abt him. he was just the whiny kid to her. but tbf she didnt know anything about michael. she'd shoo off any bullies she saw hanging around him, though. he noticed but never mentioned it

-violent anger she got from her mother. yeah you can assume what her home life was like. she had a lot of expectations placed on her as the only child. her parents were business people, always rushing and never pausing to let her catch up, so she learned to keep running, fall less, and work harder. of course, the faster you go the harder you'll fall but dont tell her that

-loves dressing herself up, but her mother prefers to do it. cassidy hates hwen other people make decisions for her (which contrasts evans hate for making decisions himself)

-violently hates charlie. they used to be close when alive but post death not only was cassidy pissed that charlie brought the other kids back (in my hc, cassidy came back of her own accord) but also that charlie now wanted to give up on their mission for vengence. she found the "happiest day" to be trivializing their cause and, once the other kids were gone and passed on, promptly destroyed it. Evan similarly refused to move on, and they stayed behind together

-despite this, cassidy did try to convince charlie not to go to the pizza sim location. charlie didnt listen, got trapped in lefty, and caused cassidy to have a severe hatred for henry that lasts on and on and on for a long time until she finally visited him at the lake. but hes just like his daughter, and cassidy listened to him even less than shed listened to charlie

[inoriemiko]

My ultra specific autistic traits you may relate with~

PART 1

Needing someone trusted to carry conversations for me and ask questions for me in a group setting (more than 4 people).

Bright white/orange light being too loud

Mirroring Nikky Maxwell from Dork diaries so hard as a kid I litterally became her. Instances include; Getting her hair styles(I outgrew that phase tho cause the style was too tight), forcing myself to learn her 'happy sappy snoopy dance', saying 'SQUEEEE' all the time, forcing myself to start writing diaries (Which got me brutally bullied in my year 7 btw), mirroring her manner of speech, writing my diaries the exact same ways she did, mirroring the way she talked, thought, stood, etc

Not being able to sleep at night because my legs wouldnt stop shaking

Always separating every component of my food before eating and never mixing said components

Eating powder and litteral dust (3 course meal style) as a child because the smell of powder was so good I believed the taste would be better

Getting mad or distressed when someone uses my stuff the wrong way, ie the way that isn't my way

Having my first mini identity crisis before I was 4 years old

Having less than 10 real friends in each school I've been to till now and hanging out with only those friends because I couldn't seem to make new friends no matter how hard I tried. I end up idolising said friends...

Not knowing the difference between acquaintances and friends up until recently leading me to believe I had lots of friends

Having horrible stomach aches in year 11 for up to a month but the doctors telling me I was fine

My sensory overloads/overstimulations making me faint/tired/dissociative and not having outbursts like the stereotypes

Not being able to understand tones of voice or of writing

Not being able to spell for my age (I'm 19 and spell like a 10 year old)

💫Stimming 💫, by; shaking my legs, rocking, spinning and swinging (as a child), feeling of hot sand on my legs, chewing water and drinks, other common stims

Being so hyper empathetic to animals, in school and at home, I'm the designated pest control. My job is to get rid of insects/small animals because I'm the only one that can touch them without cumbusting or that's fascinated by them

Having hyperfixiations/special interests so different from my female peers it was and still is basically impossible for me to fit in or make friends. Bonus points for me cause I had absolutely no intrest in what my set girs/peers were interested in :,)...

[houseofwolvess]

oh my gosh okay so ry i REALLY want to cosplay and go to conventions but my friend who's been before always says it would be too overstimulating for me and that i would hate it the whole time so i thought i would ask you cause i trust your judgement very much: what is it like? is it very loud? what are the people and the facility like? are you enjoying yourself?

apologies for the late reply, ive been typing this on and off for a while (i only just left the con like 15 minutes ago), but it's here! woo!

okay okay okay so, this might get kinda long but i wanna be comprehensive with it so please bear with me here :') im gonna put most of this under a read more because of the length

some disclaimers beforehand: the convention im going to wasn't a huge event compared to most (not willing to share the name of it publically, but id be happy to dm it to you if you'd like to know more details about this specific con!). even though im in a capital city, it's still very manageable as far as cons go. i can't say for sure how many folks there are, but it's nowhere near as crowded as, say, a convention in chicago (or any other major city for that matter). every single one varies a lot, so your mileage may vary when it comes down to individual events. with that outta the way, onto the actual info!

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as far as noise goes, id personally say it's not incredibly loud, but im not easily overstimulated by sound so my threshold is definitely different (i enjoy and seek out loud events too so i might be desensitized). ill try my best to describe it though so you can maybe get an idea of the vibe :]

a good chunk of the kind of noise you hear is just background chatter/conversation; it sounds a lot like busy school hallways, just on a larger scale. in the case of my convention, the maker's hall/vendor's space has the loudest chatter, as it has the highest concentration of people. some vendors in the makers hall play music at their booths, which can often be loud enough to be heard over the chatter so the overlapping noise might be overwhelming. good news is that they usually allow you to bring in your own bags with whatever you'd like (as long as it's not a danger to other attendees), so if you have anything you use to block out noise, those can be brought in! also, although it's not super common, a growing number of cons have "sensory packs" or smth similar available upon request that usually include something like ear plugs/noise cancelling headphones, so you could check for that beforehand if that's something you'd be interested in.

im not sure if you have any other sensory worries, but if there are, just lmk and i can give a rundown on the situation with that too!

now, as for the experience overall? it's incredibly fun!! it's probably not for everyone, but i really enjoyed it. the staff at my convention were, generally speaking, very nice, and i can say the same for the vast majority of the attendees i interacted with! i only had one truly bad experience with someone (a creepy attendee who kept recording me while i was just waiting in line for a panel), but that's just a risk that comes with attending any public event. there will always be a few bad apples unfortunately :(

also, prepare for the possibility of having your photo/video taken by folks at the con if you're cosplaying (ESPECIALLY if you're going as a more well known character), whether that be by staff covering the event or by folks who wanna take a selfie. the overwhelming majority of people have the basic decency to ask beforehand, but it's not a 100% guarantee. i had my photo taken so many times, as well as plenty of videos (namely during the cosplay competition), so be prepared for the possibility of that happening.

as far as the building goes, the venue itself was pretty standard. my city has one major events center, so this took place in a part of the complex used almost exclusively for cons. in this case, there were two major sections of the con: the maker's hall/vendor space (which has a mix of folks selling things, promoting their groups/podcasts/etc, photo ops with groups of cosplayers from the same media, celebrity guest booths, etc), and the panel/event hall. it all looks pretty plain, with fairly generic corporate decor (outside of the personally decorated booths), but it's fun to watch super colorful and interesting characters walking around what essentially looks like a glorified office space lol. lots of conventions do have fun with the decor, but this one wasn't one of them.

this was my first time cosplaying at a convention (first time cosplaying ever, technically), so i can say for certain that it's incredibly fun! folks are generally really kind towards beginner cosplayers, and it's really fun to walk around as someone other than yourself for a while. it's really nice seeing people's faces light up when you walk by, or being stopped for compliments on your costume. i had almost exclusively good experiences while interacting with everyone, and since everyone's just there to have a good time, very few people have the audacity to be bitchy about people having harmless fun (which is super refreshing).

i know this for super long, but i wanted to cover my bases and all that. im gonna cut this off now, as it's a lot to fit into one post, but i hope this helps to a degree!! if it doesn't, then i apologize, and im chill with clarifying or elaborating on other parts of the experience if you want more info :'D

[aiyumiyeou]

yumi interacting with the other ninja? how would he?

also I love ur art ❤️

AHHH thank you for asking this anon so i can openly brainrot ahwkdhsk

adding a read more simply because i want to ramble and because i'm a little shyy and thank you so much i'm so happy people enjoy my art >//<

starting off with some info: yumi's 'elemental' power of yāojing (fairy) is influenced heavily by empathy & his OWN feelings towards things (which more or less can be helpful..? if he's empathetic enough to feel for more than himself if that makes sense)

his powers grow when he eats the livelihood (counted in years.. etc. if yumi hit a person with his elemental powers he just stole 2 years off their life hfkfjdk) and emotions of people as well.

older yumi just has different physical features (taller, around kai's height by the end? at least in my head) with gumiho features like fox ears and a pretty silky tail

kai: younger yumi was the shyest with kai.. he prob had one of those mini kid crushes on him but as yumi grew older he acknowledged kai as lloyd's older brother who he likes to tease way too much. in general they're really competitive but have a comfortable-silence kind of friendship

cole: best older brother in the world to yumi. [head in hands] first ninja to interact with yumi after wu takes in yumi first! cole p much redefined what a good older sibling is supposed to be like and yumi easily has separation anxiety from him c': in general they are super funny and unserious tgt in contrast to all the angst they probably experience..

jay: yumi loves to listen to jay's rambles but he gets the most confused/overstimulated from the lightning ninja's emotions & loudness combined. all in all despite jay using up yumi's social battery the faster, he really likes jay's versatility and love life issues (yuyu is def a romantic & resident gossip horder, which he will share with jay on the promise he doesn't spill any secrets)

zane: yumi always appreciated zane's patience and tolerability & sense in situations but similar to kai they have that sweet but silent kind of relationship! put yumi and zane together in a kitchen and some puppy eyes and suddenly dinner is all high quality meat dishes.. yumi always tries to help zane out with chores they are both avid cleaners.

nya: yumi loves nya's company. before he aged up he always went to her when yumi felt both of them being excluded from the team and she would play with yumi's hair. yumi vents to nya the easiest and he tends to go wild in his whining whenever helping the water nya fix up her mechanics. they have a really cute bond.. nya is 2nd place for best older sibling in yumi's heart

lloyd: Ahhh. where do i begin. yumi has the strongest bond with lloyd which ends up with a lot of teaming up, oblivious flirting, and craving spending time with the green ninja the most. when they were younger they were half friends half rivals (a lot of tension in general..) but yumi and lloyd are the type to like and trust each other so much that it also causes problems (ex. lloyd keeping his emotions from yumi to not burden him and yumi stubbornly pushing away lloyd to prevent becoming a weakness to him)

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Sorry, wrong number | Xavier Thorpe x Reader x Ajax Petropolus

Summary: After sending a nude to the wrong contact (your mistake), you and Xavier invite Ajax for one night

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: **all characters are aged up to 18** smut, threesome, oral (f receiving), hair pulling, p+v, overstimulation

A/N: This is pure smut, you have been warned. I’ve gotten a lot of Xavier smut requests and decided to pack some into one post. I hope you enjoy!! 

p.s. let me know if you want a part 2 ;)

my taglists are here + you can requests here at any time

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It all started by sending a sexy pic to the wrong person.

In the haste of sending your newest nude to your boyfriend, you accidently sent it to his best friend. When you realized your mistake, it was too late to tell Ajax to not look at the photo. The message said read.

Ajax was confused by the message, but he didn’t hate it — the photo. A perfect shot of your full breasts and underwear with your hand reaching down. You had taken it whilst Yoko was still at Bianca and Divina’s dorm, taking advantage of the rare moment you had the dorm to yourself.

Mortified of the situation, you quickly typed a ‘sorry’ in caps, telling him the picture was not meant for him, but for Xavier — obviously. The reason for this mistake was because of Ms. Thornhill. Ajax had asked you a question about the homework she gave this afternoon and that’s how he ended at the top of your contact list on your phone.

A week later, mewls kept spilling from your lips as Xavier's lips were wrapped around your clit, sucking on it hard enough to have your legs shaking and your hand in his hair. You tightened your grip on his hair, pulling harder and making Xavier moan.

You closed your eyes, the pleasure doubling from Ajax latching his mouth on your tits and sucking on your taut nipples and playing with the other, finally seeing them in person after getting painfully hard all weekend because of your mistake. In his own words, they were glorious.

Neither of you had been in this situationship before — the three person type of sex. You never thought Xavier would be the one to bring it up, but after catching why Ajax was avoiding you with his eyes, he got the marvelous idea to invite his best friend to join in.

You had been surprised at first, but then it made sense. If Xavier were to share you with anyone, it would be Ajax. He trusted his best friend to not get confused or weird about the situationship — this was a one time thing — and to keep it on the down low. He didn’t want your sexual adventures to become a hallway gossip or worse, get on Enid’s gossip blog.

You were curious how the rest of the night would plan out.

‘’Yes, baby! Right there!’’ Your back arched from Ajax’s bed, the combined assaults on your clit and nipples triggering an intense wave of pleasure through your body. Your pussy was so wet your arousal was sticking and dripping down Xavier’s chin who showed no signs of stopping, loving to get pussy-drunk.

Beside you, Ajax’s neglected cock was getting painfully hard from feeling and hearing you. He reached to touch himself, but you pushed his hand away and palmed his impressive bulge through his grey sweatpants, making him moan and roll his eyes to the back of his head.

‘’Holy shit,’’ he grunted, his mouth no longer working on your tits.

By his reaction, Ajax wasn't getting much action these days. Dating must be difficult for gorgons. Many get scared of their snakes and fear getting stoned.

You then pulled him out of his sweatpants, causing Ajax to swear under his breath when your thumb brushed over his tip. He was so sensitive.

You weren't one to speak on sensitivity, your hips jolting as Xavier suckled on your clit. He chuckled amusedly, breaking contact and looking up, his hair an absolute wreck falling across his face.

A whine left your lips at the loss of contact. ‘’No. Please,’’ you begged needily, grinding toward his mouth to get him to put it on you again.

Instead, Xavier wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and glanced at Ajax. He didn't invite him just to be a spectator. ‘’Want a taste?’’

The gorgon was unsure at first. Was Xavier serious? 

With a short nod, Ajax put his cock back in his sweatpants and they switched places on the bed, the mattress squeaking from the movement. Ajax’s eyes raked up your body, all spread before him. His cock twitched at the sight.

Xavier stroked your cheek and you leaned into his touch. 

‘’Are you sure?’’ Ajax asked, his eyes shifting from you to Xavier and back to you, making sure everyone was consenting.

You clenched around nothing and whined, begging your friend to do something.

The first stripe of his tongue made you yelp and jump away. You never had someone else’s tongue on you. Although it was exciting, your body was a little nervous. ‘’Sorry. I…it just startled me,’’ you explained with flushed cheeks, but Ajax shook his head, not taking it personal. 

Letting him partaking in this alone was fucking surreal. He wasn’t going to make you feel bad for something so small and silly.

‘’It’s all good,’’ he assured.

Laying next to you, Xavier helped you relax, caressing your newly tense body and attaching his lips to yours, making you hum into the kiss. Once you were getting comfortable — and needy —, Ajax went again, this time sliding his tongue between your folds and taking a full slurp of your juices. You moaned in Xavier’s mouth, only to have it leave yours to kiss your jaw and neck. As fun as this was, you missed the intimacy and special connection between you and Xavier.

You tilted your head back, giving him more room to kiss and mark.

Between your legs, Ajax was in awe at how responsive you were. All the sounds coming from your mouth made him wish your hand was still wrapped around his cock. Or better, your mouth.

‘’Ahh, Ajax!’’ you cried, his nose bumping with your clit as he licked and sucked. Your legs clasped around his head, caging him there until the knot in your abdomen pulled even tighter — and snapped.

Your fingers curled and clutched at whatever was closest — the back of Xavier’s shirt and his arm, nails digging into his skin — as your orgasm coursed through your body, cumming on Ajax’s tongue — who gripped your thighs and slurped it all up.

‘’Holy shit,’’ Ajax groaned when he pulled back. ‘’That was— Fuck.’’ He stumbled over his words, running his hands over his face.

You laughed at how genuinely impressed he was, your stomach heaving as you tried to catch your breath. You grabbed Xavier’s arm and stroked it, anchoring yourself to him.

‘’This is nothing,’’ Xavier said with a cocky smile, knowing how hard you can cum. How hard he can make you cum. 

Memories of your and Xavier's wildest nights came to you in a blur. The mess you made on the sheets. The mess he made of you. 

You felt your core tighten. 

An idea coursed through your head. ‘’Let’s show him.’’

It was filthy — making a show for your friend to watch and jerk off to —, but you had reached a level of comfortableness in the past hour where not much was weird and uncomfortable anymore. Ajax had his mouth on your cunt less than three minutes ago. What would be weird would be kicking him out with blue balls so you and Xavier could finish alone.

Xavier rid himself of his clothes, his cock springing up. Your mouth watered at the sight and your pussy clenched, missing him. The last time you had sex that wasn’t something quick in the shed went back to two weeks ago. You both cursed Rowan for this, being a cock-block and refusing to go to the library for a few hours.

He pulled your legs apart wider and lined himself, teasing you by running his tip along your clit and down your folds, making you whimper, still sensitive from your prior orgasm. ‘’So eager for me, aren’t you?’’

Always, you thought.

Xavier pushed in until he bottomed out, his green eyes connected with yours as he did. You wanted to pull him down and wrap your whole body around him, having him kiss your face and tell you how much he loves you, but you let out a blissful moan instead.

Another curse left Ajax’s mouth, kicking his pants out of the way and grabbing his thick cock. It felt forbidden, like he shouldn't be jerking off to his friends, but he didn’t feel any guilt.

‘’Faster please,’’ you said, getting frustrated by Xavier’s slow and teasing pace. You wanted him to fuck you, not make love to you.

The next thrust was so hard and deep that air was knocked out of you. ‘’Ah, yes!’’ you cried, your voice bouncing on the walls.

Xavier did it again, grabbing your thighs as you arched your back and moaned his name, making Ajax pump faster. You grabbed your tits and clenched around Xavier, feeling waves of pleasure coursing through your bodies.

‘’You can rub her clit while I— ah, fuck. She’ll cum faster.’’

Ajax got the message and pressed on your clit, sending you into an overdose of pleasure.

‘’I'm gonna cum,’’ you warned them with a cry, overwhelmed with sensations. Your body convulsed and you came hard, causing your legs to shake as you clenched around Xavier’s cock, clinging on to the sheets as if it were the only thing anchoring you to the world.

Ajax followed almost immediately with a strained grunt, unable to hold it in anymore and spilling thick ropes of cum on your stomach and sheets.

Xavier sped up his thrusts, trying to hurry knowing how sensitive you must be, and came a few moments later, adding to the mess on your stomach and expanding on your tits.

The next minutes were spent in silence, heavy breaths filling the room.

‘’So…this happened,’’ Ajax said, finally sitting up.

You laid on the bed, sprawled like a starfish, exhausted in all the senses of the word, still reeling from your climax. Xavier’s hands were grabbing at you in any way he could and kissing your shoulder, always needy and soft after sex. You ran your fingers through his hair and he pushed into your touch.

‘’Next time, I want your cock in my mouth,’’ you told Ajax, who was stunned.

‘’N-next time?’’ both boys said at the same time.

—

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Go to hell (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, bickering and fluff.

Au: College au, Football player Jk, Enemies to lovers au

Warning: Curse words, alcohol, smut.

Smut Warning: Rough sex, degradation, humiliation, dirty talk, protected sex, thigh slapping, tit slapping, spitting, oral (f), nipple teasing, tit sucking, manhandling, overstimulation.

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 5.3K

Summary: You hate Jungkook, he's the bane of your existence. But what happens when you willingly land yourself in a situation you never thought you'd be in.

A/N: Again, it's very impromptu and is a mess, I just saw this photo from the header and had to write a smut. This isn't supposed to be taken seriously?

Jeon Jungkook is annoying. Even more so, because he knows exactly how to get on your nerves and gets a sick sense of entertainment out of it.

You turn around to glare at him, as another piece of paper hits the back of your head. How the professor hasn't noticed yet, is out of your understanding.

"What?" You mouth.

"What?" He mouths back, pretending to not have a single clue as to why you look like you're one step away from murdering him.

Taking the piece of paper, you wave it at him. "This!"

He smirks like the devil he is before shrugging.

You huff, knowing there is no point in talking to him. So, you turn around and try to focus on whatever your professor is writing on the blackboard. Thankfully, none of the other students seem bothered by it, too used to the shenanigans.

As soon as the bell rings, you stomp towards him before he can make an exit. "Why were you throwing papers at me?" You make sure he sees how pissed you are.

"It is fun to rile you up." He says, your expression feeding into his amusement.

"Listen, Jeon boy, if you don't stop this, you will pay." Scowling at him, you just want to wipe off the smirk that appears upon hearing your words.

"What will you do, exactly?" He whispers, lowering his voice, sounding seductive. And you hate the way his voice makes you shiver. Involuntarily, you gulp and then regret it immediately.

His smirk widens, seeing how effected you are. "Got no answer?" His voice gets even lower, even more sultry.

"Shut up," you snap. "You don't want to know the answer to that, trust me."

"But I want to," He pouts in an exaggerated manner.

"Then all the fucking best." With that you storm out.

The story behind how the animosity began between the two of is, childish.

It was almost ten months ago, when your batch was assigned with a particular assignment and you were so excited, you had ideas popping up right here and there. When you settled down on a particular one, it turned out Jungkook had decided on the very same one. And you were furious. You let him know that, too.

At some point, when your anger died down, you realised your idea was good but common. And you'd have apologised to him as well but his attempts at annoying you would always make you feel anger and resentment towards him.

It gradually got to the point where his mere presence annoys you. Even if it's you watching him play football. The fact that he is in front of you, is making you see red.

"Stop glaring so hard." Sasha's voice causes you to move your eyes away from him.

Sasha, is your best friend and the sole reason you're here. She dragged you here because what else is better than seeing a bunch of sweaty men battling it out on the field?

Okay, yes, you admit, it's hot, but only if Jungkook wasn't here.

"I can't stop glaring at him." You huff.

"Why don't you just fuck him?" She casually suggests. However, it leads to her being on the receiving end of your glare. "What? You both definitely have a whole lot sexual tension."

"No, we don't."

"Deny all you want but it's true. Plus, he's so fucking hot."

"You have gone insane." Rolling your eyes, you focus back on the match.

This time around Sasha's words ring in your head. Despite, yourself, your eyes observe Jungkook closely. You observe, how the sweat drips from his forehead, how his brows are furrowed in concentration, his eyes hard and focused, how his shirt is drenched and clinging to his body, leaving little to the imagination. Moving a little lower, you gulp seeing his thighs. They are huge. And fuck if it isn't attractive to see those muscles flex every time he moves. Damn, it must feel so good to–

"You went from glaring to drooling on him, real quick." Sasha says with a smirk, as if knowing just where your thoughts are headed.

"Shut up." You scowl, with no real bite because yes, he's hot. Fucking hot. And you don't know what you hate more, the fact that you noticed it just now or the fact that you noticed it.

"You both are so stupid." She chuckles.

Stupid? How?

Shaking your head, you try to focus back on the match and not on him.

Jungkook's team won.

Which is why you are here, in a club, celebrating the win. Well, technically you aren't exactly here to celebrate the win, you couldn't care less about it. You're here, to get laid. Nothing screams that you need to get laid more than suddenly finding Jeon Jungkook attractive.

You can't find that asshole attractive. If you do, get rid of that feeling.

Gulping the second shot of the night, you sigh. You still aren't feeling drunk enough so you order another.

"Woah, woah, woah, didn't think you would be so happy for our team."

That motherfucker.

Without glancing at him, you extend you hand to take the next shot but he beats you to it.

"What the fuck?" You grit now turning to glare at him but without your approval, your eyes do a quick scan of his outfit. He's no longer wearing the jersey he wears for matches, but rather his practise jersey. You know because you've seen him wear it before during practise but it's only now that you notice how good those yellow shorts look on him.

"Drinking too much isn't good for you." He says, snapping you out of your thoughts. He rests the now empty glass on the slab.

"That doesn't bother you." You are this close to punching him.

"Of course it does." He scoffs. "Who would I annoy if you get too drunk? You possibly won't have comebacks when you're drunk–not that the sober ones are any good but at least its entertaining to watch you try."

Hot fury courses through your veins. "Go to hell, Jeon."

To your surprise, he comes closer to you and leans down such that you feel his warm breath on your ears. Shit, your brain is malfunctioning. "With the things I can do to you, I'm sure going to hell."

You don't know what causes you to snap, maybe its the way he retreats with an innocent smile as if he didn't just say what he said or maybe you've finally had enough or maybe you finally realise that yes, there is sexual tension, but the next thing you know, you're getting up from the stool and pulling him down by grabbing a fistful of his shirt. "Show me."

He is close to your face, too close as he blinks at you in surprise. "What?"

"I said, show me." Your voice looses its initial determination at that and you start feeling a little unsure. What if he turns you down? He has every right to but it would be very embarrassing.

"You sure, you're not drunk?" He asks cautiously.

"I have only had two shots." Grumbling, you prepare yourself for the rejection you can just feel coming.

Jungkook remains quite for a while, before he surprises you with his words. "Then, it would be my pleasure to show you." That same seductive tone.

It's your turn to blink at him. You're really going to fuck him? With your initial aggression dying down, you feel awkward. Not that you don't want to fuck him, but you're used to feeling nothing but repulsion whenever you're in his presence. So, this pull towards him, albeit feels awkward.

He bends down a little, to be in your line of vision. "Changed your mind?" He asks, challengingly.

His challenging gaze, is enough for you to reply firmly. "Never."

The drive to his apartment is awkward.

He didn't hesitate to assert, that he doesn't want to have sex in a gross bathroom stall, for which you're thankful. Bathroom stalls are simply awful.

But while in the car, you can't bring yourself to say something. Yes, you have always had a strong sense of dislike towards him but it's never been awkward, you have never had to worry about what to say. What are you even supposed to say?

Considering, his fidgety fingers, you assume he's facing the same dilemma.

It's new to you, though. Seeing him, squirming in his seat, stealing nervous glances at you from the corner of his eyes and reverting the moment he realises you've caught him in action.

It is very different from the cocky, annoying, asshole Jungkook, you're used to. You like this version of him, it is tolerable.

A small smile appears on your lips, which doesn't escape his eyes.

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing." You shake your head, immediately trying to get rid of the smile, that has appeared without your permission.

"Don't lie to me." He wiggles his eyebrow. "You were daydreaming about me."

Well, there he is.

You scoff. "It's night. Shouldn't it be night dreaming?"

He chuckles but it's different. He's just chuckling, there is no intention of a comeback, no intention of starting an argument.

The air between the two of you has changed.

To your relief, the driver announces that you both have reached your destination just in time. This way, you don't have to ponder about what has changed.

The journey to his apartment is just as awkward.

When he unlocks the door to his apartment and urges you to come in, you take in the surrounding.

It's an apartment for a single person, that much is clear but that's the only thing you can decipher because his place is nothing like you expected.

You thought it would be messy, but it is very neat, everything is in its place. There are many art pieces hanging on the wall and you didn't think of him as someone who would be interested in art. There are a number of studio albums of various genres and by several artists. What makes you double-take is the iron man figurine that proudly sits on his centre table.

"You're a fan of iron man?" You can't hide the surprise, even if you tried to.

He nods, turning shy.

You know nothing about Jeon Jungkook.

Not knowing what to say, you clear your throat and face him. "So...you know?" This is fucking awkward.

"Know what?" He asks, with the same awkwardness. You never thought you'd want the cocky version of Jungkook to make an appearance

"We came here for what?" A battle of who's going to make the first move, you reckon.

His nervous eyes dart to you, trying to read if you're still on the same page as his. "Right."

Jungkook takes a breath as if trying to calm down before he takes slow strides towards where you are. Stopping, with just a hair's distance between you, his left hand comes up to straddle your face, his thumb slowly caresses your cheek and you close your eyes because of how good it feels.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispers. Unlike, the other times he has whispered, this is genuine, there is no attempt at trying to be seductive. It's a gentle whisper.

"Please," you whisper back.

And then his lips are on yours.

They are soft and plump, that's the first thing that comes to mind but they are gone before you can properly feel them.

Sensing, you want more and are sure, he kisses you again, this time much more firm. His lips massage against your own and you match his speed, relishing how good they feel against yours. His right palm still delicately keeps your face in position, while his left hand comes up to rest on your waist to pull you closer. You put one hand around his neck, while the other moves to play with his hair. As your fingers graze his scalp, he lets out a moan against your mouth sending shivers down your spine. When his tongue slowly traces your lower lip, asking for permission, you start feeling weak on your knees. Gasping, you open your mouth, letting him in and as both of your tongues dance together, you let out several moans.

You both separate only when, it's necessary to breathe, with a string of saliva stretching between the two of you, as if trying its best to keep your lips together.

You look at him, with clouded eyes. His lips are swollen, hair messy and his chest rises up and down at a fast pace to make up for the air that it has been deprived of. You're sure you look the same.

One kiss and all the awkwardness is out of the window, all you feel is lust.

"Bedroom." He voices and you've never nodded that fast in your entire life.

The way to the bedroom is filled with all tongue and clashing teeth.

As soon you're on the bed, Jungkook is on top of you, now leaving marks on your neck. "How do you want me to fuck you?" His words and actions make you moan. "Rough, slow, hard–"

"You said with what you're capable of, you're going to hell," you say in between gasps. "Take me along with you."

His actions momentarily pause and he looks up to lock eyes with you. "You'll be able to handle it?"

"Yes," you nod without hesitating.

He however looks unsure. "I don't want to be too rough with you."

But you want him to be rough with you. You bring your hand to place it at the back of his head and pull him closer. With a challenging look, you whisper, "Don't tell me you're all bark and no bite, Jeon."

His eyes darken, accepting your challenge. "We need a safe word."

"Red."

He smirks. "That's very basic."

"I don't want to waste my time thinking for a non-basic safe word when you could be fucking me instead."

Chuckling humorlessly, he removes himself from on top of you and sits at the edge of the bed. "Get up." He instructs in a stern voice.

"What?" You ask, perplexed.

His features harden. "Did I stutter?."

Realising, he expects you to follow his orders, you follow his words and remove yourself from the bed.

"Now strip."

Fuck, the way he said those words, shot straight to your core, making you clench.

With shaky hands, you slowly start undressing. Feeling incredibly small under his gaze.

Jungkook doesn't seem too happy with your slow pace. "Are you so dumb, that you can't even strip properly?" His words are harsh meant to make you feel humiliated but they make you feel hot all over.

Getting to it faster, you shrug off the rest of your clothes. When it's time to get rid of the last piece of clothing, namely your bra and underwear, Jungkook's eyes widen noticing the red lace.

"God, you're such a slut." He comments, eyes hazy with lust. "Come here."

His degrading words causes your stomach to flip in a good way. Slowly, you approach him until you're standing in between his legs. His fingers curl around your waist as he makes you sit on top of his thick thighs. Eyes fixed on your now wet underwear, he brings his hand to run his fingers across the wet piece of fabric, moaning in approval as he does so. "Look at this wet patch, fuck you're soaked."

Closing your eyes, you whine as his fingers come in contact with your core for the first time. Even if it's, through a piece of clothing, it feels so good, so pleasurable.

"Ride my thighs," he hisses. Your eyes snap open. Ride his thighs?

"Yes, slut. I want to see you ride my thigh like the desperate whore you're." He growls, making you realise you've said your thoughts out loud. "You'd do anything to cum, right? So ride my thighs."

You don't need to be told twice, you've been gawking at his thighs for so long. Positioning yourself, such that your clothed cunt is directly on top of his hard muscles, you start moving.

He hisses at the contact. "Look, at that, your dirty cunt is spreading its drool all over my thighs."

You give him no response, too busy to grind on his muscles, too busy to make sure your clit gets the right amount of friction. You moan when his hands come up to squeeze one of your breasts. "Fuck you're gorgeous." He pinches your nipple through the cloth making you hiss in pleasure. "Got great tits, too. Would feel so good to fuck them."

You whine at his words.

He slaps your mound. "Are my words turning you on whore? Do you like how I am treating you? Like a fucktoy?"

You reply by moaning again.

He isn't satisfied with your answer. Grabbing your jaw harshly, he makes you look at him. "I expect an answer, you slut."

"Yes, fuck I love it. Treat me like a fucktoy." You say, rather beg.

"That's a good slut, knows how to verbally answer." A devilish, much more sinister than you've ever seen on him, smirk appears on his lips. "I'll give you a small reward." Bringing your mouth close, he directly spits on your tongue. "Swallow, it."

Fuck, you're probably gushing in between your legs with how incredibly wet that single action made you. Following his instruction, you open your mouth, to show you've done as asked.

"Good girl," is what you get from him.

Now chasing your release you put your hands on his shoulder for leverage and speed up incredibly fast.

Cooing mockingly, he grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs harshly, making you cry in pleasure. "Are you close baby? Are you about to come? Is your pussy going to cum?"

"Yes, yes, fuck, yes, I'm so close." You chant, incoherently.

As soon as the words are out, his firm hands encircle your hips and he lifts you like you weigh nothing before he drops you on his bed with a thump.

You sob in frustration. "I was so close."

He scoffs. "As if I care. You're nothing but a hole to fuck and I'll do as I please."

Crawling on top of you he gets rid of your bra, exposing your breasts. "Fuck even better than I imagined." And then his mouth latches on your left areola. His tongue darts out to massage your nipple making you grab the back of his head as you arch your back. Making eye contact with you, he sucks harshly on your nipple and it's the hottest thing you've ever seen. After feeling satisfied with his actions, he gives similar affection to the other one.

Groaning, he leaves wet kisses on your sternum as his mouth travels south, intensifying your anticipation.

Finally reaching his destination, Jungkook pauses and takes pleasure in watching how wet your underwear is, how the inside of your thighs glisten with your wetness that has leaked. His cock twitches when you lift your hips in a silent plea to remove your underwear.

So he does and the sight that greets him, causes him to moan involuntarily. Your core is drenched, that's the only way to describe it and your hole clenches occasionally as if desperately begging him to be inside. The smell of your arousal makes it impossible for him to go another second without having his mouth on you. But he somehow resists, feeling the need to listen to your begging voice. "You've got one juicy cunt, sweetheart. Does it taste as good as it smells? Should I have a taste?"

You're miserable, having him so close to your cunt that you can feel his warm breath every time he exhales but you want him closer, want him to bury his face in your wetness. "Please taste my pussy, eat me out."

He hums before giving your cunt a kitten lick which makes you moan in delight. "Fuck you taste so good." Diving in for more, he groans against your folds as if he's the one who's being pleasured. The vibrations causes you to whimper and you grab a fistful of his hair as if begging him to stay there until you come undone. His tongue spells out all the letters of the alphabet against your clit and you couldn't be more desperate to cum.

He retreats from your pussy to take a breather. Or so you thought. Gazing at your pussy, he lets a glob of spit fall from his lips directly on your folds, and spreads it using two of his fingers. "Could eat this sweet cunt all day long." And then his tongue is on you again, moving frantically against your folds and the slurping sounds turn you on even more.

Soon, you feel your orgasm approaching. Lifting up your hips a little, you try to match his pace and grind on his mouth.

"Yes, slut ride my face." He instructs, between licks and you follow, not that he needed to say.

What causes you to reach your end are the two fingers that he abruptly inserts inside you making you scream at the suddenness of it and the pleasure that shoots through your veins. "Ah-fuck Jungkook, I'm cumming."

"Come for me slut, make this pussy all wet so that I can use it." It's all his fingers now, that coax you through your orgasm. His pace increases, as if determined to prolong the orgasm as long as he can.

When your folds stop clenching hard and settles for pulsing rhythmically, Jungkook puts his mouth back on your folds, collecting all of your juices.

You whine. "Jungkook, I'm sensitive."

After a few more licks he finally relents. Coming up, he kisses you and you moan tasting yourself.

"Can you take more?" He asks on detaching, voice highly in contrast to the harsh demeanour he portrayed a few seconds ago.

Nodding, you grab a fistful of his shirt. Your cheeks heat up realising you're completely naked while he still has all of his clothes on. It flusters you to think that you were so busy chasing your high that you didn't notice this until now. "Yes, I can now, get rid of your clothes."

Jungkook's eyes which had softened previously, turn the same shade of dark upon hearing your words but he lets you take off his shirt from his body.

The sight that greets you, has you breathless.

Seeing your reaction, his expression turns smug. "Nice view?" He asks, knowing the answer very well.

You don't shy away from admitting that he indeed is a picture to behold. "Fuck yes."

Smirking, he gets up to remove his yellow shorts and your temptation increases, his pace too slow for your liking. As soon as the shorts are out of your way, you are about to grab the hem of his boxers to tug them down but he catches your hands. "Nuh-uh, don't be such a cock hungry whore. Did I say, you could touch me?" You want to retort saying, how he hasn't objected to your touches so far but keep it in, in fears of him dragging it out. You just want to get fucked. So, you shake your head and retreat your hands.

He drags it out, either way.

Palming his very visible bulge, he groans in pleasure. "You want this baby? Want my cock?"

You whimper. "Yes, fuck I do."

His eyes tell you he isn't satisfied with your answer. "Is that the best you got? If you want me to fuck that useless hole of yours, beg."

Beg you do. "Please fuck me, put your cock in me, fuck my pussy, fuck this useless hole."

He tsks. "Still not good enough. But I'll let it slide, after all, it's on me that I asked a dumb slut like you to do something. All you're good for is taking cock."

He tugs his boxers down allowing his dick to be free from the confinement and hisses in relief.

Your mouth waters at the sight. He is huge, both in size and thickness. The tip is an angry shade of red as beads of precum leak from it and the veins, only adding to your temptation to run your tongue on them.

Your trance is broken when his thumb brushes the tips and smears the precum all over his length to use as lube. He leisurely strokes his length and you wish it was you instead.

He notices your greedy stare. "Want a taste?"

"Please," you whisper.

He snickers. "So bad, whores like you don't get to decide. You'll take whatever I give. Won't you slut?"

Although a little upset that you don't get to suck him off, you nod.

Jungkook initially planned to drag this out longer, to tease you even more, but seeing how desperate you are, he decides otherwise. Plus, his dick is screaming at him for some sort of relief.

Putting a condom on his dick, he hooks his arms under your legs and pulls you closer causing you to squeak in surprise. His dick twitches at the sound. Grabbing his dick, he rubs the tip of it furiously against your clit making you squirm. Unhappy with you moving so much, he lands a harsh slap at the inside of your thighs. "Stay still, slut."

"Please, just fuck me."

To your surprise, he grants you your wish. You moan in pleasure when his tip slowly enters you. He keeps his actions slow making sure not to cause you any discomfort. Inch by inch, he fills you in.

You gasp when you feel his entire length inside you, your walls trying to adjust to his massive length.

"You like that slut?" He growls. "Like my cock in your nasty little cunt? Of course, you do, you just need a cock to fill you up at all times. Don't you whore?"

"Yes, yes fuck. Need your cock to fill me up." You cry. "Now, please move."

He starts slow until he gradually sets a brutal speed, making you grab your tits as your toes curl. "Ah-yes, it feels so good."

Grunting, he slaps your tits. "I know slut, this is all you've been wanting isn't it? For me to treat you like the dumb hole you are?"

"Fuck, yes, harder."

Jungkook complies with your request, going harder, faster and deeper, making your tits bounce. One of his hands move to tightly grip your hip and you know he'll surely leave bruises there but you can't complain. He throws his head back and moans when you tighten yourself around him. "Shit, your pussy is so tight."

"I'm about to cum." You stammer.

"Yeah? Your slutty pussy is going to cum?" He groans when you reply with incoherent words, too fucked out to form proper sentences. The hand on your hips moves to play with your clit, rubbing furiously and that's all you need for your walls to clamp tightly around him. Broken wails of his name fall from your lips as you do so.

You thought that would be the end of it, but Jungkook continues his brutal pace making you sob at the over sensitivity of it. "Jung-Jungkook, I can't."

"I don't care if you can't." He snarls. "I haven't cummed yet, have I? So I'll use you to get off and till then you stay still."

You whine at his words, feeling a fresh wave of arousal hit you.

"What's your safe word?" He asks, much softer.

"Red," you whisper.

"Do you want to use it?"

"No, fuck no. Keep fucking me."

The soft looks vanishes, replaced by a condescending one. "Thought so, you really are a cumslut."

He impales his dick into you with grunts and moans and your body automatically starts moving to match his pace once the discomfort is gone. He stares down at his cock going into you and moans loudly at the lewd sight. "Fuck, look at how your tiny, used pussy swallows my huge cock."

Although you can't see it, the visual he paints in your mind is enough to make you tighten around him.

"Are you about to cum again? This soon?" He snickers.

When you let him know that you indeed are close, he makes it his mission to make you orgasm by increasing his speed even more, which you thought was impossible. From there on, it's hard thrusts, skin slapping against each other and the room is filled with his obscene words.

"This is all you'll ever be good for."

"You're so cock drunk."

"You're nothing but a hole."

"Your slutty cunt loves my cock."

It doesn't take you long for you to orgasm and when you do, you sob at how intense your orgasm is. You try to close your legs, but Jungkook keeps them open, still fucking you, making you whimper desperately.

"Fuck, I am close." He growls. "Milk my cock, slut. Milk every drop of my cum."

Despite, your sensitive-ness, you clench around him making him finally orgasm. Throwing his head back, he spills his release in the condom. "Fuck."

He pulls out with his chest heaving and throws the condom somewhere in the trash. Without saying a word, he disappears.

Feeling awkward you try to calm down and to move but wince at how numb your legs feel. Shit, this is going to be awkward. Before you can make any further efforts to move, Jungkook walks back into the room, now in boxers and with a wet towel in his hands and without glancing at you, starts cleaning the mess he's created in between your legs.

When the wet piece makes contact with your folds, you wince again making his brows furrow. "Was I too rough?"

To both of your surprise, you chuckle. "You ask me that now?"

Your words only make him frown harder and for the first time, you feel like you can read him. He's worried.

"Don't worry I'm fine." You gently assure him. "Plus, I had my safe word and could have used it if I needed to."

His features relax and he gets back to cleaning you up. Chewing on his lip, he hesitantly asks. "Did you enjoy it?"

You smile like a fool at his behaviour. "If I'm not wrong, I orgasmed thrice, so I'd say it was pretty fun."

He hums. "I did make you cum thrice, didn't I?"

"Hey, don't get too cocky, now." You retort immediately, but your tone remains joking.

He chuckles before getting up. When he leaves the room again, you start feeling nervous. What should you do? Should you leave? You're sure you'd be limping if you were to try to walk. Hell, will you even get cabs at this time? Even if you do, it's definitely not safe.

Jungkook's footsteps make you snap out of your thoughts. When your eyes land on him, you get confused upon seeing the t-shirt and boxer he carries in his hands.

Stopping in front of you, he hands over the clothes to you. "Go take a shower and change into these, meanwhile I'll change the sheets." You gape at him not comprehending his words. Seeing your confusion, he smiles. "You didn't think I'd let you be out this late at night, did you?"

Biting the inside of your cheek, you mumble. "I kind of did."

"Ouch, I'm not that much of an asshole." Placing a hand on his chest, he pretends to be extremely hurt and although you know to some extent it is pretence, you can't deny the flicker of hurt that briefly flashes through his eyes at your assumption.

You're an asshole.

Getting up from the bed, you make a promise to yourself that you will make efforts to know him better instead of carrying the image of him that you have painted in your mind.

You both sleep in the same bed that night, and although you both mutually agreed on having pillow barriers, your bodies automatically find their way to each other, seeking comfort in the warmth of the other.

The next morning when you wake up, you both find yourself with tangled limbs giving rise to another awkward situation.

But even then, there's no denying something has changed between the two of you.

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