#<- just lemme suck one titty. ONE titty. that's not too big an ask.

[madamechrissy]

hiiii i fell in love with all your stories and drabbles, your writing is sooo insanely good 🗣🔥 could we get some drabbles with the jjk guys x busty/curvy reader? (perhaps also self conscious about her body) <333

Thank you so muchh, you're the sweetest omg! I so appreciate your compliment 🥺 I hope you enjoy this one love! <3 (I have big titties lol - my prof pic is me - so I love this idea) Here is one with Satoru!

Pairings- Satoru x busty reader-

explicit- 1.3k words

♡ ♡ You Cryin baby? ♡ ♡

"Oh fuck, baby look at them jiggle. So pretty f'me." Satoru says softly, as he's sucking on your nipples with his hot mouth, squishing your breasts in his hands, even though his hands are huge your tits are spilling over. He's so enamored as you're on his lap, his thick length pressing against you, where you're getting wet.

"Toru, they're too big." You whine out then, and he glares his pretty blue eyes up at you, his pink lips slick with his own saliva as he licks his lips, salivating at how pretty your titties look.

"Too big? Pft, they're so fucking pretty, baby. You were hiding these so well I didn't even know." Satoru's sucking a nipple into his mouth, squishing your breasts as he looks at you under those snowy lashes, and you feel yourself getting so wet. You're whining out, grinding on him for more.

"Satoru, please, more." You beg, and he laughs a bit, shocking white teeth glinting, as he sucks on your other nipple now, pressure hitting your tummy and making it clench.

"You're so needy for me, huh baby? Lemme appreciate these titties first, I wanna fuck em so bad." Satoru's hands trail down your little waist, to your rounded hips and then your ass, groaning as he feels it. "Fuck you hiding an ass too? These uniforms are shit."

You giggle breathlessly. "You didn't notice my ass!?"

"Not in these stupid uniforms no. You're a whole little goddess in here." Satoru unzips your skirt then, you both wear uniforms at your college, and you tend to wear baggy ones to hide your curves, but Satoru is whistling as he stands you up, walking around with his long, lanky body, smacking your ass and watching it jiggle.

"Hey!" You squeal, only in a thong now, you cover up just a bit, and he puts your arm down, shaking his head.

"Oh no, lemme look at this body, fuck." Satoru's on his knees now, spreading your ass cheeks and then turning you, watching your lush, full breasts bounce as he's kissing your soft tummy. You tremble, giggling at the tickling sensation, as you brush his snowy white hair back. "Gorgeous. Mwah, mwah, mwah!" He's smacking kisses all over your thighs, with little noises, and you rest back against Satoru's desk, head falling back.

"I was so nervous, on a date with you." You admit, you had been Satoru's friend for a long time, and he'd surprised you asking you out tonight, you'd had so much fun it took no convincing to want to come back to his dorm.

He smirks up at you, stupidly handsome, now pulling your thong between your puffy lips, you gasp at the sensation, hands trembling as you grip his shoulders. "Nervous, why baby? Mmm, you smell so good." He's burying his face against you, his cheeks flush, you're soaking your panties embarassingly, forming a dark wet spot on lacy white panties.

"Um, because you're so handsome, and popular, and-"

"And you're so pretty baby. All over I bet." He raises a white brow and you nod shyly, blushing so furiously, he smirks at that, lowering your panties finally and groaning as he sees your pretty pussy. "Oh my god... lemme just... mwah!"

You giggle as he pecks a kiss on the hood of your pussy, but the giggle turns into a moan when his long tongue flicks up, as he's seperating your folds, now you're screaming out, gushing wetness all over his pretty face. Satoru's moaning, tongue sliding into your entrance, nose bumping your clit, sipping up everything as he squishes your plush thighs. "Oh my god! Toru!"

"Mmm..." He's drinking you up, and one of your thick thighs is up on his shoulder, as he slips two long fingers inside you, looking up as he slips past your gummy little walls, pressing that spongy spot that makes you see black dots, so good you're soaking him. "Play with those titties, please, lemme watch."

You nervously grab them, your small hands barely can contain them as they spill over, and he's moaning, lapping at your clit as you do, he's so hard he's straining against his blue jeans, precum sticking to his boxers. He wants to watch them bounce so badly as he fucks up into your perfect pussy.

Satoru knew you were beautiful, but he never saw your body, all these years you cover up, and now that he would make you his, he'd make sure you dress slutty as fuck, at least around him. You're cumming all over his mouth, so yummy as he drinks your arousal, then he's standing, lifting you up with ease, you cling to him nervously, you're so cute he thinks.

Satoru's sitting now, and you're straddling him on the bed, so nervous, biting your lower lip, and your lush breasts are pressed together as you balance on him, as he's rubbing your bare cunt against his cock, still in his boxers, and you're soaking him, head falling back. Satoru kisses your pretty throat, before turning his attention back you your perfect tits.

"Fuck, ride me and lemme watch em bounce, please baby." He says with a pout, wathching you melt, become a mess for him.

"They'll just... jiggle all over! I haven't been with but one guy and I didn't ride him." You whisper, only for Satoru to pull his cock out, and you see how pretty it is as your stroke it, from the base to his pink tip. "Toru, you're so big!"

"Take what you want, use me pretty. Lemme watch these bounce in my face." Satouru's burying his face between them, as you ease down on his cock, feeling just the tip get you off, earning his satisfied groan, as he pulls you down, fingers digging in the fat of your hips as you sink down. "Fuck, so tight... oh my god..."

"Toru!" You're shaking as you're soaking him down the length of his cock, clinging to him, as his hands go back to your breasts, and he's biting, sucking and licking them, leaving trails of saliva and red marks as you whine, trying to take in every sensation.

"Ride me, baby, you can do it. Aw, you cryin?" He whispers, as tears form in your eyes, trailing down your cheeks at how full you are, how good it feels. You nod, and he smirks then, laying on his back, pulling you forward, now your tits are right in his face, hair falling like a curtain to your side. "Need me to take over? Too weak?"

"Fuck you, Toru... but yes, please." You beg, and he's slamming his thick, long cock into you, over and over, your head falls back as he hits your cervix, tip dragging on your gspot, as you're cumming so hard you can't see. Your tears of pleasure keep dripping down your face, as he's using your ass to drag you up and down his length, over and over. "Toru!"

"Mmm, that's it baby, you're doing such a good job." He whispers, smacking both ass cheeks, which jiggle in response, now decorated with two big hand prints. "Cum on me, please pretty girl?" He pleads, and of course you do, over and over, until you are weak, and he's still enamored by how your titties jiggle, making you never ever want to hide them again, at least not from Satoru.

"Toru... too much..." You gasp out later, as he's on top of you, and your thighs are squishing your breasts in a mating press, and he's got you folded, grinning as he strokes in and out of your perfect cunt.

"That's it, pretty girl, you can take it. Gonna fill you up so good, imagine your titties pregnant gonna be even bigger?" You blink then, as his blue eyes go mad, and he's bruising your cervix. "Aw pretty, s'okay, gonna put a baby in you. Yeah?"

Fuck...

"Please pretty?" He pouts with those pretty pink lips, and you're done for.

Gojo Drabbles - Masterlist

[bibibinnie]

OK SO TMI WARNING AGAIN FOR ANYONE READING IF U POST THIS BUT

for context, i have this fwb situation with this one guy i’ve been friends with since like my freshman year of college and to put everything in perspective, he’s really subby LOL (like he calls me mommy in bed 🤭)

so we were hanging out and since we’re both way too horny for our own good we ended up making out and so i’m straddling him, n he’s sucking my titties hehe and he stops and just looks up at me and asks if i’d want him to eat my ass and i literally froze for a second cus my brain kinda short circuited-

so that’s what led up to it and LEMME TELL U, THIS BOY WAS WAY TOO DAMN GOOD AT IT 🤨 he was getting INTO IT i could barely hold myself up 😭

BUT THE BEST PART- he was showing the back of my thighs like.. so much love and it kinda made me melt a little cus when ppl appreciate my big thighs, i just have such a soft spot for it 🫠 like he’d be alternating between eating my ass, eating my pussy, and just squeezing and kissing all over my thighs 😵‍💫 my GOD it was amazing (also he was so sloppy with it and i LOVE a man who gives sloppy head 🤞)

-🍑

cw. cunnilingus ehehe, ass eating 🥹, lots of talk about fem women, period sex as usUAL leave me alone, jiggle, nipple play, talk of pregnant women (bellies and tits), woman lover kai.

AAAHH that sounds so fun >< i remember the first time i had my tits sucked- LMAO it was a formative moment for me honestly.

and also never NOT thinking about the kai ass eating agenda u keep pushin 😌 he strikes me as the kinda guy that just loves women, especially chubby women <3 ykwim like he’s a tits, ass, AND thighs guy and loves period sex, and the shape of women TT and idk if ur into this but i feel like he LOVES pregnant women 😩 i love pregnant women and their bellies and tiddies IM SORRY!!!! but i feel like he the same way

but anyway- this guy ur fuckin sounds the same ehehe- just like loves squish and jiggle and movement and softness woo gettin chills~

UGH obviously i don’t know what y’all look like but just imagining a guy lookin up and being all o.O can i eat ur ass dkcosnsbfjfkcnsbs tingles~

and men that give sloppy head ✋ UGH they’re just getting so into it and can’t get enough :( love it

congrats on a great first ass eating experience <3 and thank you for sharing !! hope ur ok with me sharing too hahaha

[elysianslove]

omg wait ok who in jjk do you think is an ass, thigh or tits person?? also congrats on 4k thats so sexc of u!!! you're so talented you deserve every one of them <33 MWAH

bb thank you so much ily so much <333 kiss kiss mwah <333 and! thank you for asking this i have been waiting for this ask to come into my inbox. warning; suggestive and mentions of nsfw

ITADORI YUUJI is an ass person. aside from the fact that it’s canon, i see him as someone that’s just mesmerized with ass. loves seeing it in jeans, or those patterned loose pants yk the one that make everyone’s ass jiggle, or in a tight dress, or in booty shorts. and not just that! he loves to be touching you too. as his s/o, you are never free from his groping hands. loves to lift you up and just place his hands on your ass, to ‘keep you steady’ or whatever, and also loves to lay on your ass if you’re on your stomach. makes you laugh so it jiggles against his head/cheek. he’s a bit too shy to smack your ass in public, but catch him doing it all the time at home. like as you’re passing by him or standing there minding your business. or just always having a handful of your ass when you two are sitting down/cuddling. definitely fake fucks you when you bend over too just saying. 

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI i see more as a tits kinda guy. he says doesn’t have a preference, but that all changes when he sees you in a low-cut revealing shirt. he’s a respectful guy so he will be trying not to look. it doesn’t really work though. it’s not that he doesn’t like ass or thighs, it’s more that whenever he sees your tits it goes to his dick a lot quicker lmao. he loves, loves, loves it when you don’t wear a bra, no matter the shirt you wear, no matter your breast size, and if it’s see through as well? consider him dead. oh and megumi’s hands are large. i’m not saying he has a size kink but, there’s just something about the way they look against your breasts. also! he really likes,,, just, kinda, fondling with them. holding them, groping them, as he’s sitting there. it’s fun. and warm. also adores stuffing his face against your chest, even if you have small tits, he just likes it. it’s all about the intimacy of laying on your lover’s naked chest for him <3 

KUGISAKI NOBARA is definitely a tits kinda girl. like no questions, no criticisms, nothing just vibes and titties. she loves the way they look, the way they feel, in her hands, in her mouth, literally anything and everything. considering she has breasts too, she knows just how comforting it is to hold onto them just randomly. if you have big breasts, she’s in heaven as she stuffs her face against them, nothing nsfw just cause. if you have small breasts, she’s still in heaven as she just sucks on them as a stress reliever. she’s like a toddler when she’s stressed like ‘lemme suck on your tiddies pls’ lmfao. also!! she is a fashion icon, an star, an idol, she knows the type of clothes that look flattering and which don’t. also she loves to go bra shopping with you just so she can get into the changing room and start groping and bouncing your breasts to test out the bra, as she claims. but yes, she’s a titties girl! 

RYOMEN SUKUNA is, if not an all kinda guy, a thighs man. wears them like ear muffs lmfao. his infatuation was first purely nsfw, and he would show it by constantly leaving bruises all over them, marking you, whether it was from his tight, vice like grip, or from his mouth. but then over time it became just genuine love and fascination, especially after that one time you had whined at him after sex to just massage your sore thighs for you. he’d begrudgingly agreed, but then he ended up loving the feel of kneading them in his strong hands. and after growing comfortable with cuddling, his favorite position is just where his head is in between your thighs and your ankles are crossed at his chest. he can stay like that for hours honestly. also he likes to have his hands resting there, squeezing every once in a while. but, like i said, sukuna just likes your body in general. 

INUMAKI TOGE was a little more difficult to decide, and i’m still not that sure of this, but i think he’d be an ass person, just because i think he’s lowkey very touchy with his s/o and he’d like to just— rest his hands there all the time. likes it when the two of you are cuddling and you leg is lifted up across him, allowing him to settle his hand on the curve of your ass. also he’s lowkey a very cheeky person when it comes to his s/o, so i can just imagine as you’re laying down on your tummy, he pats your ass and every time it jiggles he giggles to himself lightly. also the type to rest against his s/o’s ass just cause but he would actually fall asleep like that. also! whenever he’s resting like that, he likes to give your ass a little peck, just a small smooch, a token of appreciation if you will, before he pats where he kissed lightly, and in his own way he just says, “nice :D.” 

GOJŌ SATORU. ass. ass. ass. ass. ass. ass man! is absolutely in love with your ass. smacks it in public with zero shame, just sends a teasing grin your way, and like, finger guns at you with a wink or something. when you walk past him at home in shorts or like only your underwear, he likes to give it a nice little pat. every single time. and when you bend over while he’s sitting on the couch or laying on the bed or something, he calls out in the cheekiest, most teasing, most annoying voice, “nice.” i hate his sexy ass sm. does tiktoks with you that include you throwing it back on him because he wants to give you reason to. loves to watch you put on your clothes, especially jeans, when you like jump in them. he’s just a pervert with a license to constantly hit on you. 

NANAMI KENTŌ is also definitely an ass man. look at him. tell me he doesn’t love ass. loves to fondle and grope it all the time, no matter where you are, and he’s very good at making it look subtle too so he gets away with doing in public too. nanami strikes me as someone that’s slightly possessive, not unhealthily so, but he does always like to subtle hand on you whenever the two of you are out, and more often than not his hand’s resting right above your ass. also he’s a very giving partner, in all ways, so i see him offering to give you massages all the time. definitely lingers on your ass, kneading strongly yet softly, even if you don’t need it? he just likes to do it. is not as open about it as the others, but he’s very obvious about it hehe

ZENIN MAKI is a thighs girl. also is the type to love stuffing her face in between them, but it’s a fixation kinda thing where she cannot stop ogling at your legs, specifically your thighs. loves to grope and squeeze at them all the time, and her all time favorite thing is seeing you in thigh highs, where the stockings squeeze at your thighs just a little. it makes her mind cloud over. 

ZENIN MAI is a a tits girl. i was thinking maybe she’s an ass girl, but i’m so certain she wouldn’t be able to take her eyes off of you or your cleavage if you wore anything to show off your breasts. definitely likes to lay on your chest and kiss and suckle on them, just randomly. also kinda a possessive thing, cause she will absolutely leave marks. she just. loves your tits okay? 

GETŌ SUGURU is an ass man. loves seeing you all dressed up in outfits that show your ass off, and almost always he won’t really touch, not unless the two of you were really intimate, but he looks. he looks so much, and he makes it so obvious that he’s checking you out. in public, at home, doesn’t matter. he’ll be eyeing you up and down and will have this sultry smirk as he glances at your ass. kinda hot ngl.

MAHITO is also a little bit tricky because i want to say ass, but i also want to say tits. somewhere in between ass and tits then. he has like,,, moods for them you know. sometimes he won’t stop ogling at your breasts, and other times he can’t keep his hands off your ass. either way, he’s very teasing about it, and he will buy you really provocative clothes to show both off. so kind <3

[friendlylocalweebtrash]

BNHA Asks - Bakugo

hiiii 🥰 i wanted to request if you could write bakugou‘s reaction to seeing their partners boobs for the first time (& they are BIG) sorry if this is awks ahah

A/N: This definitely got a bit longer than intended to so sorry in advance for that! I just get so carried away with Bakubby I couldn’t help it. I also wasn’t sure if the person who asked would want to be anonymous or not so I stuck on the safe side! Anyways thanks for the ask I loved this so much and I hope you enjoy!!!

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-Okay so honestly I HC Katsuki as such an easily flustered boyfriend because he can’t help but be soft for you! Like, I saw someone else say that he would be a very serious dater because he’s a guy with plans for the future and I totally agree with that, like I don’t see him sleeping around or anything like that, so when he starts dating you it’s because ultimately he sees you as someone he wants to build a family and a future with. Soft Baku is my fave Baku.

-With that out of the way lemme just say, he’s going to be SHOOK the first time he sees your biddies with no bra or anything. Like he’s not blind, he could tell you had an ample chest by the way the buttons on your uniform shirt pull across your chest, and he’s definitely groped them before when y’all are making out and it gets a little hot ‘n’ heavy so he’s felt how big they are (which he fucking LOVES btw. He’s a thighs and titties kinda guy in my mind)

-Y’all are on his bed making out, you’re in his favorite position which is you straddling his lap. He loves being able to hold you as close as possible when you kiss, feeling your soft breasts pressing tightly against his firm chest. Your hands are tangled in his ash blonde locks, tugging every now and then.

-He moves his lips down to your neck, leaving hickies and little love bites EVERYWHERE because it’s Bakugo and of course he’s going to mark you. But that’s not enough for him tonight, he wants more of you. He wants to litter your pretty skin with his marks so that you won’t be able to change your shirt without thinking of him.

-His hands come up to palm your breasts through your school shirt, and you whimper at the touch. You desperately want to feel his skin on yours, to have his lips and tongue and teeth on your chest. But, you’re incredibly self conscious about your boobs. Not just because they’re extremely large but because large breasts aren’t exactly perkyand you feel like if Bakugo sees you without a bra on he won’t find you as attractive, or he’ll think there’s something wrong with them, or a million other little insecurities and it makes you anxious.

-Next thing you know Katsuki has the first three buttons of your shirt undone and is kissing his way over the soft mounds of flesh that are now peeking out of your top. He groans against your skin, nuzzling lightly against your cleavage before gazing up at you, fingers hovering over the next button on your top.

“Please princess, I want to see more of you.” You let out a shaky breath, mulling over the statement. As long as you could keep your bra on it shouldn’t be a problem, so you obliged your sweet boyfriends request. “It’s okay Suki, go ahead.” His fingers moved quickly down the line of buttons, almost ripping your shirt in his haste to untuck it from your skirt and toss it to the ground beside his bed. Bakugo sat back for a moment, drinking in your appearance. Hair mussed from his fingers tangling in it, cheeks and lips flushed from kissing. His eyes traveled farther down over your neck, littered in marks from him, to the swell of your lace clad chest. He marveled at how lucky he was, you were so soft and beautiful, he didn’t deserve you but dammit was he happy you chose him anyway. Bakugo let his hands skim up your sides, fingers lightly trailing along your skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. He could see your nipples stiffen under the lace at his actions and he let out a barely audible “fuck” before his hands came up to gently caress your breasts. Bakugo squeezed the flesh lightly, relishing in the way you arched your body into his touch, especially when he ran his thumbs gently over your nipples. The small moan that escaped your lips at this only urged him on and then his face was buried against your skin again. He left hot open mouthed kisses along the tops of your breasts, sucking more marks into the soft flesh as his hands continued to knead and squeeze.

You felt one of Bakugos’ hands snake around your back and rest on the clasp of your bra. You stiffened a bit and Bakugo immediately pulled back, concern etched on his face. “Princess what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” His hands are quick to slide back down to your waist, afraid to push you too far. Your cheeks flush at his concern, and you reach out to cup his face in your hands. “No no Suki you didn’t hurt me, I just…I’m really nervous and self conscious. I don’t want you to see my body and not like it or something because my boobs are too big and I-“ Bakugo cuts you off with a finger to your lips before moving his hand to cup your cheek. He runs his thumb soothingly across your cheek as he speaks. “Baby what are talking about? I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met, your body is like a work of art. Princess I love you more than anything, nothing is going to change that. Now,” he murmurs as he pulls you in for a soft kiss, the hand on your waist snaking up your back to rest on the clasp of your bra once more. “why don’t you let me show you how gorgeous you are, hmm?” Your heart is hammering in your chest, but you love Bakugo, you trust him with your life. So you murmur a yes against his lips before going back in for a searing kiss. His movements are slow as he undoes the clasp of your bra and slides his hands under the straps to pull them down your shoulders. Bakugo doesn’t notice that you’ve closed your eyes, afraid of his reaction but willing to let him see you. He draws in a sharp breath at the sight of your chest bare before him. Honestly he thinks he’s died and gone to heaven at this point because no way in hell he was this lucky. You were absolutely breathtakingto him. His rough hands came up to gently caress your newly exposed skin, the touch eliciting a whine to fall from your lips as he gently squeezed your breasts, eyes unable to look away from you. “Fuck princess, you are so perfect.” His eyes flick up to yours and the pure adoration and lust in those crimson depths has your head spinning.

Before you can say anything Bakugo has picked you up and spun to deposit you on your back against the duvet, hovering over you with his hands framing your face and one strong leg between yours. He leans in, pressing a searing kiss to your lips before leaning his forehead on yours. “I love you Y/n, I’m so lucky to be your man.” He starts peppering kisses down your neck again while his hands come up to tease your already stiff buds. Bakugo moans against your skin, head spinning with how intoxicating you are to him. As he kisses lower your fingers thread back through his hair, tugging when he takes one sensitive nub in his mouth, swirling his tongue over it before biting ever so gently, testing the waters. Your grip tightens and a loud moan falls from your lips as he bites slightly harder. “Fuck, Katsuki. I love you so much.” As he continued his ministrations your anxiety ebbed completely away, and you let yourself get lost in the loving touch of your man.

[eerythingisshaka]

sleepless nights

[Chris Evans x Pregnant Reader]

Words Counts: 2.3k

A/N:  Just something cute and awkward.  It’s explicit too 

Tossing around in bed, you jab the body pillow holding your stomach a couple times to submit to your needed softness.  Your neck felt tight so you pick yourself up and turn over to the other side of you, facing your snoring husband Chris.  You glare at him as his eyelids are curtained by his long lashes, completely under the sweet escape of rest that you couldn’t catch up to.

“Look at you,”  you whisper in his face.  “Just like a man: have your fun, and leave the woman with the clean up.  This big head child is tap dancing on my phalanges and you just get to sleep all you want?  Last time you’re getting me drunk on New Years ever, you...you…”

“Phalanges are your fingers, you know that right?”  Chris says, eyes still closed.

You jerk with surprise at his response.  “Are you sleep-talking?”

Chris opens one eye before closing it again.  “You don’t whisper very well.  And do you need help insulting me?  Cuz I can come up with some zingers.”

You sigh heavily.  “No.  I wasn’t going to call you any names...that bad.  But it is your fault.  Your son is taking advantage of my good nature just like his father.”

With Chris’ turn to sigh, he opens his eyes up, pulling the blanket down and resting a hand on your ballooned belly.  “We Evans men don’t take what’s not consensually given to us.  And are you really blaming me for providing life to our future son on New Years?  When I know for a fact, when you sat on my lap during Christmas with your family, and you kept telling me you got me a special box for ‘Chris-mas’?  I couldn’t get you home quick enough before I was ready to make you a mother.”

You pinch his nose.  “I don’t think I’ll need to remind you again that I am literally the reason our child has life.  Please sell your self cheaper.”

Chris chuckles warmly.  “You do, babe.  Because unfortunately for you, his shoulders are mine.”  He leans over to kiss you softly.  “As for this kid, lemme have a minute with him…” When he dips his head to your belly, putting an ear to it, you feel a sense of comfort that you’ve been looking for all night.

“I should have known better/Than to let you go alone/It's times like these/I can't make it on my own…”

Chris sings one of his 80s favorites softly to your growing son.  You can’t help but laugh at his put on rocker, husky, bravado voice as he continues.

“Wasted days, and sleepless nights!”  He sits up pointing to you, giving him a nod of agreement.  “An' I can't wait to see you again!”

“Is this love!”  You sing out on cue.

“That I’m feeling!”  Chris belts out with some fist pumps to keep the beat.

“Is this the love…”  You sing sweetly, running your hand along his cheek with the serenade.

“That I’ve been searching for!”  Chris crawls, hovering over you and peppering your face with a barrage of kisses, sending you into a giggle fit.

“Oh...ow!”  You wince, holding your side.  Chris immediately gives you space, but keeps an eye on where your hand lays.

“What is it?  Did I pinch you?”  he asks.

You shake you head.  “I think we just woke up little man.  We can’t have a party without him I guess.  How about you come out already!”  you cover your face with your pillow in despair.

Chris tries to pull it away, but you don’t budge.  “The doctor said any day now.  But if not, we already have an appointment for inducing.”

You fly the pillow at him that he unfortunately catches with ease.  “But I want my body back now!  Have you held a human for 41 straight weeks, Chris?  I can’t breathe right, I can’t eat what I want but I want to eat all the time.  My breasts fit nothing!”

“I know, I hate to see you going through it babe but you’re so beautiful while you’re doing it.  You’re awesome and I promise when the baby comes and the doctor goes to smack his butt, I will be the one to say ‘me first!’”  

You laugh pitifully.  “You would beat our child’s behind for me?”

He lays a hand over his heart.  “In the name of his mother, it’s my right.”

You push your foot in his stomach.  “Shut up.  No one is laying a hand on my baby.”  You yelp in pain again, massaging your stomach.  “Even if my baby stay laying hands on me!  I think he’s sideways or something.”

Chris springs into action.  “Hey let’s try that massage from the pregnancy class.”  He sits back against the headboard, spreading his legs and tapping the space between them.  “Come sit here.”

You roll your eyes.  “Chris, I barely feel like moving at all.”

“You won’t have to once you come here.  It’s good for the baby and you.  Let me help.”

You audibly moan and whine as you crawl on your hands and knees across the bed and over his legs.  His hands guide your hips back toward him as you lay back heavily.

You exhale, leaning your head back on his shoulder, letting him pull your (his) sleep shirt up to expose your belly.  

“Just remember to take deep breaths, ok?”  Chris instructs, taking his hand together at the fingertips over your belly button, bringing them apart, up, then down.  You laid against him like a sack of potatoes just huffing and puffing, trying to enjoy the massage.

“How’s that?  Better?”  Chris says, firmly rubbing his wide hands across your firm belly.

You sigh, pulling your headscarf down from slipping.  “I honestly think this would be better as a titty massage.  Chris, you’re supposed to have oil, your hands are kind of rough.”

“Oh, dammit.  Sorry.”  Chris apologizes.  He looks around the room but you dismiss his search.

“It doesn’t matter.  It is kind of nice just to have you holding me.  Go ahead.”

Chris kisses you behind the ear, continuing his massage.  “Just empty your mind...”  

Your mind almost drifts into a sleep-like state, the soft whir of the ceiling fan creates a soothing lullaby as your husbands fingers skate along your dark swollen belly.  Sleep was almost imminent when something kind of pokes you in the back.

“Wait, Chris?”

“Yeah.  Something wrong?”

You sit up slightly and guess the issue.  “Are you hard right now?”

“Uhhh…”  Chris can barely form a sentence.  “It was just...I like holding you and...you look so great...and your tits are like…”

“Well I’m glad you enjoy it, nice.  So you might as well fuck me.”  You crawl over the side of the bed and take off your shirt.

Chris tries to comfort you, feeling he has fucked up.  “Aw baby, come on.  I didn’t mean to ruin it.  I just couldn’t help it.”  

You pull down your underwear and kick them to the side.  “No, I’m serious.  I don’t want that to go to waste, so you’re gonna fuck me cuz I want it and so we can have this baby already.”

Chris stammers.  “Wait.  So even though we’ve had sex during the pregnancy up til now, this time its supposed to magically induce you?”

You stand in front of him with your hands on your hips looking like a human beach ball with titties.  “You’re cute when you’re confused.  Look at it this way:  you get to bust up in me like you clearly want to and I either cum or this baby comes.  Either way, give me your penis now.”

One symptom of pregnancy that never quite fell of was your ability to be ready for sex at the drop of a hat.  You would argue over dishes or just being so tired, but no less than a couple minutes away from swinging his dick like a lasso whenever you felt compelled.  

Chris looks taken aback but can’t deny his attraction, looking at you in front of him.  His eyes travel the length of your body and his hands then follow.  He pulls you to him, grabbing your ass to bring you on his lap,  You grab a hold of his head as his mouth kisses down your breasts, to our nipples, taking one in between his lips.

“Ow!  Wait, I’m kind of sensitive there.” 

Chris looks up at you apologetically.  “Oh, ok.  Do you want me to eat you out or…?”

You take your hand and reach underneath you, pulling up your soaked fingers.  “All I need is for you to stick,”  you poke your fingers into his mouth, letting him suck them clean, which he does hungrily, “....it in.”

Chris helps you off his lap.  “Let’s try having bent over.”

You feel excited getting into position but gradually the weight of your baby takes you out.  You go to reach for some pillows, but Chris pulls you back.

“Don’t go running now,”  he says seductively.

“No, Chris, timeout.  I need something under me, like my back is not loving this.”  

“Oh, Christ, ok.   Sorry.”  Chris awkwardly dives for some pillows, ass all in your face but he helps build a fort under you for support.  

“Thank you baby.  Ok, I’m ready.”  You prop yourself on your elbows as he takes himself in you slowly.  You gasp loudly, covering your mouth  as you do.

“Oh God, are you ok?  Does that hurt?”  Chris asks, freezing at your sound.

You shake your head, eating the pillow.  “No, I just think I may have came...I know I did.”

“That soon?”  Chris says unbelievably.

You nod.  “Mhm.  My arousal is like...x100 right now so I couldn’t stop it.”

“Do you...want me to keep going?”  He asks hesitantly.

“Mhm!  Yup, keep going.  I got a few more in me, go!”  You say, holding on to your pillow tight.  Chris places a hand on your lower back as he pulls back, and in again, making you shout sensationally all over again.

“Oh, Chris...Oh! Oh!”  You put your head in the pillow as you feel a static heat rush over your body.  Your breath is ragged, trying to multitask with maintaining enough oxygen between your whimpers in heat.

As Chris penetrates you deeper, your pillow support collapses, sending you forward uncomfortably.

“Babe, are you alright?  I wasn’t trying to be rough,”  Chris says, pulling you back to stability.

Your legs are already jelly as you slowly sit on the bed.  “I want you to be.  I just need the right position.”

“Missionary works for you, right?”  Chris offers.

“Not tonight I think.  We should just do it sideways.”

“You sure?  I thought you almost sprained your leg muscle last time.”

You crawl over to your side of the bed, grabbing your body pillow.  “Yeah, well, don’t raise my leg up so high!”

You lay on your side, feeling Chis’ kisses along your thighs, a nibble to your ass cheek until he settles behind you.  

“This is how you got me started in the first place,”  Chris says, stroking your breasts and planting kisses along your shoulder blade.  His beard tickles you, so you reach back behind to retaliate, stroking his member coated with your slickness, gripping his head to rub against your ass.

He grovels against your back.  “Ohh, please don’t tease me like that when I have to be gentle with you.”

“Don’t worry, I can take it.”  

Chris takes himself from your hand, guiding it in causing your body to jolt.  “Are you sure about that?”  he asks with a smile.  He picks up where he left off, taking his leg between yours to steady widen you a little further for him.  You dig into your boy pillow with all your might, cursing him out for being so good.  Chris takes his hand to your belly, simulating the massage from earlier.

“You’re so good, take it so good,”  he snarls in your ear as he pounds into you. You grab his hand mid-massage, feeling the hurried pace of orgasm washing over you once again.  

“Fuck...me...hard…”  You gasp, looking back at his tense expression.  Through the hardness of his face, you could still tell his admiration of you, your body, the life you all are creating.  It all became too much as you kissed him deeply, feeling his energy make your toes curl.  He holds your jaw between his fingers while tonguing each other primitively.  Chris moans in your mouth as he pushes himself deep inside you once…

“Ah!”

Twice…

“Fuck!”

Three times…

“Ohhhh shit.”

You feel a pressure taken off you that was unlike what you felt before.  Your mind became clearer, and your body hasn’t felt so light in months.

“Wow!  You really cum hard when you’re pregnant, but I never got you to squirt before.”

You could barely hear him over you catching your breath.  “What?”

Chris gets up to get a couple towels.  “It’s fine, We’ll change the sheets in the morning.”  

You sit up as he folds a towel to put under you.  When you scoot over to one side, the amount of liquid the sheets are soaked with make you scream.

“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!”  You shriek, hyperventilating, as you get up.  Chris looks scared, running to your side as you get up to the bathroom.

“Talk to me, but calmly.  What’s happening baby?”

Tears are running down your face as you gulp for words.  “I don’t know, but I don’t squirt and that’s not squirt, I think my water broke!”

Chris does a combo cough and gasp before smiling.  “That’s good!  We’re finally having a baby, it worked!”

“Oh God I can’t believe it worked!”  You say woefully, rubbing your belly and pacing past Chris around the room. 

“Babe, it’s gonna be fine.  I’m going to get your bag and call the hospital.  This is when contractions happen right?”

“Ohhhh noooo!”  You scream, feeling your insides twist that feel like they will end you.  

“Sit sit, I’m calling!”  Chris sets you on the bed and grabs his phone.  Watching him look serious asking for a doctor while stark naked made you want to laugh but contractions took the joy out of you.

When he is off the phone, he kneels in front of you.  “Ok, we gotta time them and 5 minutes apart is the magic number.  We’re going to be parents babe!”

“I don’t want to yet!  This is happening too fast!  What if I push him out in the car?”

“I’ll catch him, but honey, this is good.  Take some deep breaths.”  He inhales, raising his hand, and lowering with an exhale.  You follow his rhythm, taking in air and seething with each exhale.

“So you know, this is way worse than New Years.  Sex with you has put me in more binds than I can count.”

Chris smirks, patting your leg before heading for the closet.  “I certainly can’t wait to tell this story to your parents.”

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[ofstarsandvibranium]

Some Alpha: Part 16

Fandom: Marvel (ABO AU)

Pairing: Chubby!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Bucky came knocking at your door right on the dot. You opened it and was greeted to a lovely bouquet of roses and your dashing Alpha dressed to the nines. 

“You didn’t have to get me flowers,” you say shyly as you accept them from him. 

He shrugged, “I’m going all out tonight, sweetheart. Now,” he steps in, taking your hand, and twirling you around, “Lemme get a good look at my beautiful, Beta.”

You found yourself giggling like a school girl as you twirled around, the skirt of your dress fanning out in the motion, “Bucky,” you say his name with a chuckle.

“What? I just wanna admire my gorgeous girl,” he says with bright eyes and a lovesick grin, “You ready to go, my lady?”

You flutter over to the couch, grabbing your phone and person, and coming right back to Bucky, who’s offered his arm to you. You take it and say with confidence, “I am one hundred percent ready, my lord.”

“Splendid. May our night festivities await!” he says with properness and a bit of an accent. 

_______________________

During the drive to the restaurant, Bucky’s hand rested on your thigh, his hand occasionally sliding up close to your core, only to come back down. You felt like he was doing this on purpose, riling you up and exciting you. Teasing you. 

It isn’t until you began to growl at him that he stopped and feigned confusion, “What’s with the growling, my Beta?” he asked with a smirk.

You frowned at him, your eyes narrowing into a glare, “You know what you’re doing and it’s not fair.”

He hummed and pat your knee, “Patience is a virtue, my Beta,” he then proceeded to place both hands on the steering wheel. You already missed his touch. 

Bucky pulled up to the curb, hopping out and placing the keys into the hands of the valet. When you opened your door, his hand was right there for you to grab, assisting you as you stepped out of the car. 

As soon as you place your hand in Bucky’s and you stepped out of the car, your jaw dropped in awe, “You did not!” You stared up at the luxurious three story restaurant, the bright shining sign ‘Stark’s’ staring down at you. 

Bucky kissed the back of your hand, his fingers still intertwined with yours, “I did. Tony is a friend of Steve’s.”

“Bucky, you really didn’t-”

“Yes, I did, sweetheart. Like I said I’m going all out tonight. After everything we’ve been through, after everything you’ve been through, you deserve this.”

You sigh, “I really don’t deserve you, Bucky Barnes.”

“You’re worth it all, my Beta. You deserve this and more. I’m just lucky that you gave a guy like me a chance.” 

A hostess came up to him, asking for the name the reservation is in. After giving his name, Bucky dropped your hand, proceeding to wrap an arm around your waist instead. He could smell the apprehension coming off you. This was you real first time going out in public like this. He could sense that you were nervous and a little bit scared. 

“You’ll be okay, sweetheart. You took your scent suppressants?” You nodded your head, practically curling up into his arm and he spoke again, “Then you’ll be fine.”

“People are staring,” you murmured, feeling the eyes on you. 

Bucky chuckled, which confused you, “It’s because you’re the most beautiful woman they’ve ever seen.” he presses a loving kiss to your temple and then you both follow the hostess up the the third floor and towards a table more secluded from the rest of the restaurant’s patrons. It was right next to the glass paned wall, giving you a lovely view of the city around you. 

“The night’s barely started and I already think this is the best night I’ve ever had,” you say with a big smile. 

You’re given the menus by the hostess and she tells you that your server will be there any moment. You eyes overlook the menu and they nearly bug out when you see how expensive everything is, “Buck-”

“Don’t worry about, sweetheart.” he says, eyes not wavering from the menu. He already knows what you’re going to say.

“But-”

That’s when he looks up, his eyes shining with confidence and love, “I got it covered. Trust me.” 

You sigh and continue perusing the menu. You pick out what sounds good to you. When you place your menu down, your server comes by with a two glasses and a bottle of wine. 

“Complimentary by Mister Stark,” he smiles, pouring your drink, and then placing the bottle into the chiller, “I’ll also be right back with some appetizers that are also complimentary by Mister Stark.” the man bowed slightly and headed back towards the kitchen. 

You took your glass, as did Bucky, and held it up, “To us.”

“To you, Y/N. I’m so proud of how far you’ve come. You’ve gone through a lot, but you’ve been so strong and brave. I admire you, adore you, and love you so much.”

“I wouldn’t have done it without you, my Alpha. I love you.”

“I love you too, my Beta.”

You both clinked your glasses together and took a sip from the wine. It was sweet with a slightly bitter taste at the end, but overall good. 

“So...you’re moving in with me.”

Bucky nodded, “Only if you want me to.”

You can’t help but snort, “I mean, you’re already practically living with me, Buck. Might as well make it official, yeah?”

“True,” he says with a chuckle. He then sighs in disbelief, “You know, I never thought I’d get this. I thought I’d never find a mate, never find true love. I thought I’d be alone until the rest of my days. And then you came along and turned my world upside down. You, a firey Beta with so much sass and attitude. You, someone who deserves so much more than me. I feel like the luckiest Alpha in the world to have you as my mate, Y/N.”

“Not gonna like, Buck, this is starting to sound like a proposal.”

“It does, doesn’t it? Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to marry you, baby doll, but I want to give us a little more time. Who knows, maybe you might change your mind about me-”

“Never,” you insisted, “I want you, Bucky Barnes. Mind, body, and soul. You’re my mate, my Alpha. We may not have the marked claim just yet, but that doesn’t mean I’m not yours and you’re not mine.”

Bucky sighs in relief, reaching over to hold your hands in his, “Even after all this time of knowing you and being with you, you still amaze me with how wonderful you are.” he presses his lips to your fingers and you do the same.

“The feeling is mutual, Alpha,” you get a little daring when you take Bucky’s pointer finger into your mouth and suck it a little bit. 

A deep growl emits from deep within his chest, “Behave yourself, baby doll.”

You smirked as you lightly dropped his hands onto the table and leaned back in your chair, “What’s with the growling, my Alpha?”

“You better stop this now or I won’t hesitate to bend you over this table and claim you in front of everyone,” he threatened in a low, deep tone that shovers down your spine and made your pussy tingle. 

“Patience is a virtue, I hear,” you say cooly, reaching for your glass and taking a sip of wine. 

____________

Over appetizers, more wine, and eventually dinner, you and Bucky discuss the process of him moving in as well as you going back to work. Your manager, luckily, was very understanding and up to date about the things you’ve gone through. When you were ready, your position would still be waiting for you.

Through the idle chatter and lengthy conversations, you seemed to be more daring when it came to the things you said and done. Your feet would slide up and down Bucky’s leg, pressing your chest forward more, “innocently” sucking and licking at your utensils. You were starting to drive Bucky up the wall. He knew it and you knew it too. The smell of his arousal wafting through the scent of your meal. 

When it came to dessert was when he finally had it. 

Bucky pulled out a few hundred dollar bills and slapped them onto the table, “Box up any desserts Stark had set aside for us and meet us downstairs,” he ordered confidently, his eyes never leaving yours, “And keep the change.”

The server, receiving the signal and smell of urgency from Bucky, took the money and thanked him, hustling towards the kitchen. 

“Let’s go, baby doll,” he growls, eyeing you up and down as you swiftly stand up. You eye the tent in his slacks and you feel your mouth and core wetten. 

As you and Bucky make your way back down to the first floor, he murmurs huskily in your ear, “When we get home, I’m officially making you mine.”

You bite your lip to prevent you from moaning as you muster out a “Yes, Alpha,” and follow Bucky towards the car where the valet already seemed to have his car and your desserts waiting for you. 

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[dayasbun]

Fame - Angus Cloud (4)

Summary- a luckily timed audition leads to you falling for your new and unexpected co-star.

Warnings- okay HI welcome to my first multi chapter series woah?! this is actually so exciting for me like wow especially since angus doesn’t have any fics yet im just really really excited- so warnings! smut for sure, bad words, lotsa fluff, angst- everything in one basically. here comes a ride and I hope you enjoy :)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 {reading now}

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“Fuck right there- Oh my god please-” You moaned holding his hair. “You never had anyone eat your pussy like this before right?” he said eating deeper as you moaned and squirmed. “Only you baby, this pussy is only you-”

“Yo wake the fuck up, you making weird noises and shit.”

You sat up taking in a deep breath and inspected your surroundings. There stood a worried Angus with a mug in his hand. “I'm fine...” you said quite unconvincingly.

“You sure? I went to make you some tea and came back to you rolling around and groaning and shit, thought that strange netflix monster had come to you or sum.”

“The demogorgan-”

“Yeah that shit!” He sat next to you on the edge of the bed. “Nightmare?” he asked softly as he handed you the tea.

“Well not exactly...” You took the warm mug and took in a long swig of the warm goodness. It's not like you were just going to openly tell him ‘Oh no, I just had a dream about you eating me out and I loved every second of it.’ “Actually yeah, a nightmare.” you lied.

“I hate those, what was yours about?”

“I...a monster ate me alive and I couldn't stop it.”

Angus shook his head. “Damn mamas, I’m sorry. Those suck, I know its like 2 pm, but let’s eat some breakfast and try to forget about it.”

You nodded standing up and stretching “Thanks...for the tea.”

“Of course, don’t girls love tea? Ion know, I don't really be sleeping with girls that often.” He chuckled walking into the small kitchen.

“Tea is amazing!” You exclaimed, following him and sitting on the counter. “I love tea in all seasons, it has so many benefits.”

“Yeah? What’s some of them benefits.”

“Well green tea has amazing antioxidants, and is a more naturally caffeinated drink than coffee- with not as many negative results. But don't get me wrong, I really do love my coffee- anyway! Tea can help straighten and strengthen bones, brighten your smile, and help you lose weight!!”

“Oh wow.” He laughed “I didn't even care about all that tea shit, just wanted to hear your voice. But it was actually kinda interesting.”

“Yeah- and don't worry about a lack of my voice, I never shut up.”

“You right about that; but before you get all defensive, its aight. I like hearing you blab off about random stuff ion care about.”

You felt your face grow hot as you stifled a giggle that wanted to come out. “Thank you. I think I talk too much, but hey, can't really stop it y’know?” Angus nodded as he cracked 5 eggs into a pan. “You just be going off about stuff- actually you was sleep talking a little bit.”

Fuck.

“Yeah? What was I saying?” you asked innocently, hoping he didn't say what he was most definitely about to say.

“Well it was when you had that nightmare. Was the monster a cow or sum? Cuz you kept saying ‘Angus’ so like.” He turned to look at you “I figure it wasn’t me, but it was probably like...some beef monster.”

“Oh yeah, for sure a beef monster.”

“And that beef monster was eating you huh?”

You smoothly tucked your hair behind your ear and nodded with a sweet smile “Mhm.”

Angus gave you a quick up and down look before turning around and continuing to scramble the eggs. You had to change the current topic or you'd die of embarrassment, so you decided to bring up the topic of the show instead. “Do you know which scenes we’re filming tomorrow?”

“Yeah, no sex scenes until next week. Tomorrow they finna do you coming back and me reminiscing on the old times.”

“Okay cool. I have those lines down, pretty simple...” You mumbled.

“Yeah me too.”

A butcher knife couldn't even cut the tension in the room right now. Fuck, a chainsaw couldn't either.

“So like... I’m gonna go change and I'll be right back? Sound good?”

“You can wear summa my stuff. If you want- you don’t got to i'm just offering.”

“Oh that'd be great thanks! You know my trailer is just so far away!” You joked, knowing that it was only next door. You hopped off of the counter and followed him back into the room you two had just come out of.

“You just want one big shirt? Girls be doing that alot nowadays.”

“Yeah, thanks that'd be great...”

“So the biggest shirt I got got some barbecue stains on it- ignore it. I just went off on some spicy wings the other day-”

You burst out laughing and sat on the bed “Gus it’s fine, gimme!” You pulled your shirt off and held out your hands. He turned back around to find you only in your bra and shorts.

“Yooooo-”

“Its fine, we have to be completely naked with each other next week. Titties are just titties.” You took the shirt out of his hands and put it on. After pulling off the shorts that you wore underneath the shirt; that was more like a dress- and folding them, you walked back into the kitchen and reclaimed your spot on the counter.

“Well I know one problem we won't have!” You stated with a smirk.

“Yeah, and what's that?”

“Drake was worried you wouldn't be able to ‘get it up’...but honestly, I don’t think it'll be too hard.”

“Why you think that?”

“Look down.”

Sure, Angus wouldn't let you live down the wet dream you had about him for quite a while, but you'd never let him live down the boner he got- just from seeing you in a bra.

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“So. Let's get to the real real.” Storm said pulling her knees up to her chest with a grin. “What the hell is going on with you and Angus?”

You, Storm and Daya were hanging in your trailer. You three were the only girls that didn't have scenes to film right now, Alexia, Barbie and the rest of the female cast were shooting night scenes. They had helped you set up the place to seem more homey, and now the newly formed trio you were a part of was in your bed with microwave popcorn, juicy juice, and twizzlers.

“Nothing Storm! Actually nothing I-”

“Nope, don't do that.” Z quickly cut you off. “Everyone can see it, it’s like what everyone on set talks about.”

“What?-”

“Plus, he talks about you too much, and you do the same with him! Earlier I said I wanted to pop some microwave popcorn and you started telling me about some conspiracy he told you about popcorn and microwaves, how they’re a secret way in for the government- like girl! Don't tell me you're so whipped that you're out here believing this stuff!”

“OKAY! Okay! I get it...look Gus is-”

“Gus?! You call him Gus?”

“Yeah?-”

“He literally hates that nickname with a passion. He gotta love you.” Storm chuckled grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“Okay well Angus is cute. He’s sweet and funny and caring- BUT. I won’t let anything happen between us, it’s like...business. This field is acting- and I don't think it would be good for us to do anything more, especially during filming.”

Z sighed. “Falling for your costars is weird.”

“Yeah.” Storm chimed in. “Our girl Daya been there and done that...but it never really affected her acting. She's so talented that she could keep it hidden off screen and focus on her character. I mean I know you talented Y/N...but you not my big sis like Z, so I don't really know how you'd be able to deal with it yet. Drake already seemed a bit iffy about it because he could tell you two had a little something going, but the thing comforting him is y'all are talented. So he knows you can do it- I know you can too.”

“Yeah he sent us a letter about it...it's just hard. I can't lose this role, I've come so far.”

“I don't think you’ll lose it. I think you'll be fine. Just keep a business mindset when on set. What goes on off screen and behind closed doors is your business, girl. Drake or nobody can stop that- Jesus can't even stop that!”

You and Storm giggled at Zendaya’s last comment. “Yeah yeah yeah...okay I get it guys. I got this- period.”

“Period.”

“Period...So were you one of those girls that watched all the Fez scene compilations on Youtube and drooled?” Storm teased you.

“No!” You said firmly, knowing you were lying.

“Oh she definitely was.”

“I wasn't!”

“I just don't see it! Angus is just not attractive to me, he looks like one of those guys that stop you at the gas station with a ghetto ass group of friends- he rubs his hands together and then screams ‘Hey baby lemme get yo numbaaaa!!!!’“

In response, you practically fell over laughing “Stoppp no!”

The rest of the night was filled with giggles and whispers, and by 1 AM, you, Z, and Storm were all huddled up in your little twin trailer bed. They snored softly but you couldn't seem to sleep. Just as you were .1 seconds away from drifting off, your phone buzzed next to you.

Angus☁️: u uppppp

-oh wow yeah that's not the most fboy thing ever to send at 1:27 am

Angus☁️:  see all you had to say was yes you didn't have to do allat

-can i help you mr cloud

Angus☁️: what typa help you offering?

-whatever help you need.

Angus☁️: you finna have some more beef dreams tonight?

-you finna get a boner if you see me in my bra again?

Angus☁️: maybe.

-then i'll say maybe too.

Angus☁️: you're too much

-i know i am, did you film today?

Angus☁️: ye i had some scenes wit jacob

-wit

Angus☁️: leave me alone

-you texted me

-and wow you sound really mature rn not at all like a five year old

Angus☁️: if i was w you rn id make you regret that

-was that supposed to be a threat or a way to try to make me sext

Angus☁️: both

-you should go text all the hoes you have waiting for you at home

Angus☁️: im texting them at the same time

-boy...

Angus☁️: im plAyin

Angus☁️: only you :)

-getting soft???

Angus☁️: no and i wish this was instagram dms so i could unsend it fuck

-fuck

Angus☁️: thats another thing you was saying during your ‘nightmare’

-STOP NO I WAS NOT

Angus☁️: yeah i know you wasnt lmao i just like messing w you

-you can mess w me whenever you want to

Angus☁️: oh bet????

-goodnight angus

Angus☁️: nah i want you to tell me about me messing w you

Angus☁️: damn you really left

Angus☁️: thats wrong 

Angus☁️: doing me dirty

-GTS MY PHONE KEEPS GOING OFF

Angus☁️: then put it on silent?

-NO

Angus☁️: ill stop being annoying if you come over here

-i cant, im w z and storm too

Angus☁️: shit okay well it was worth a shot

-why, what was you planning to do

Angus☁️: cuddle

-its fr time for you to go bed, i think your sleepiness is making you too soft and taking the hood away

Angus☁️: goodnight

-goodnight

Angus☁️: gn

-gn

Angus☁️: night

-night

Angus☁️: GOODNIGHT

-OKAY GN

Angus☁️: STOP REPLYING

Angus☁️: night

-

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[rosyerim]

fwb↠ lovers!yukhei

warnings; obvi sexual stuff, some cursing, 16++!!!

listen i am a HOE for lucas

but lbr so are u 

who isn’t like have you SEEN that man GOD

anywho letzgetit

lucas aka wong yukhei was one of your friends ever since u two got paired up for a presentation in college

super cocky when u approached him first 

u were like

“hi so will we go to yours ?”

he was like

“( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) oh we’re goin to mine huh? that fast u must want me bad( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)“

u just rolled ur eyes and was like

“listen here u damn TREE i meant so we could work on the presentation!!”

he’s like “yea sure whatever u say babe”

so u just rolled ur eyes again and was abt to leave before he grabbed ur hand and was like im jk!! gimme ur number so we can sort out a day

so u do bc i mean who wouldnt give lucas their number

when u get home u already have a message from him

“hey it’s lucas :)”

“lemme know what day suits u, im p much free all week!”

he actually wasn’t free all week but would have cancelled any plans for u in a heartbEAT 

little do u know, homeboy been lowkey crushin’ on you ever since he saw u strut into the same lecture room as him

then u tripped but thats BESIDes tHe poInT

u text back and are like

“i’m free tommorow if that suits u?”

you didn’t expect a text back so quick

you put your phone down for 00.02 seconds before

WHA-PING

its ya boi lucas double texting u

“yeah i’m free haha said i was free all week :)”

“that came off as kinda passive aggressive im sorry thats not what i meant??”

hehehe u just smile to ur self what a cutie

you set up to meet at the campus cafe the next day at like 2pm bc god knows ur ass won’t be up before 1pm

again once u put ur phone down thinking the convo was over

WHA-PING-DING

its lucas again 

“so..what are u doin rn? i’m just workin out haha :)”

wong yukhei rlly out here bein all fuckboyish and shit but u bein ur good, sin free self ignore the DEVILS calling and go do ur own things around the house

ignoring the WHA-PINGS

next day rolls around 

you’re at the cafe like 10 mins early because u didn’t want to b late 

and woahh whose already sitting inside at the corner table w two chairs??

and two steaming cups of coffee??

yeah u guessed it lucASS

looking fine as heLL in literally just a white hoodie??

you know THIS look

that whole ass look

okay stop staring at his beautiful self and go i n s i d e

bby boy does a lil jump of surprise when u walk up he was so immersed in his phone

he was not looking up “how to get someone to like u” fucjakjks

he’s all smiley and is like

“ (✿◠‿◠) i didn’t know what drink u liked so i just got u a coffee, hope its okay(✿◠‿◠)“

ssjdhsjd ofc its okay baby!!

u just nod and say you’ll pay next time

he gets a lil blushy bc your both gone meet up again aw

so you both start working, he has ideas so do you, so you both compromise and wow u two make a great team

at some point the convo turns from school to sharing drunk stories of ur friends

a few coffees & lots of laughing later u suddenly realize its gotten rlly late bc of how dark it is outside!!

cue lucas using this as an opportunity to be all suave & gentlemanly 

“wow it’s gotten late, i’ll walk you home!!” 

so ur both on course to ur apartment 

he tries to be that boy and put his jumper on u because he saw u shiver for 00.001 second

but ur like lol no thanks im not cold

the tips of ears go red & poor bby is embarrassed  so he goes all pouty :((

then u feel bad bc homeboy was jus tryna be nice :((

so u end up wrappin yourself up in it and now hes all :))

now ur all :))) too

when u get to ur apt he kinda awkwardly shuffles outside so u invite him inside so he can “warm up” before he leaves

and whooo did u two “warm up”

he takes a seat on ur sofa & is kinda mindlessly babbling as u put on some music and bring him over a warm drink 

so ur both just sittin there bbq sauce on ya titties

and then its like some sort of sudden tension arises??

he stops babbling and just stares at u 

u stare back, slowly putting down ur drink

then ur leaning in oh so s l o w l y

he places his big ass hand on the side of ur face, eyes hovering from ur lips to ur eyes, asking for permission 

you give him a lil nod and he s w o o p s the fuck in

his plump lips are soft, a lil chapped and the first kiss is tender, he pulls away after a few seconds

he looks at you thru half lidded eyes and oop you pulled him back to ya lips hehe

from there it escalates 

he leans back onto the sofa and pulls you ontop of him, in a straddling position

one of his hands moves from your face down to your waist holding u tightly against while the other is rubbing circles on the exposed skin below your shirt

his tongue pushes past your lips, to meet yours and you thread your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly at the ends

this elicits a deep ass groan outta him and he pulls back suddenly, tilting his head up towards you

you’re slightly panting as you take note of his swollen lips and slight blush dusting his cheeks

he notices the same things about you and smirks before your face back towards him

to ur slight disappointment it’s not as heated as before, just a lil soft kiss and hes pulling away again

ur like 

“<(｀^´)> why’d u stopp <(｀^´)>“

he just chuckles w his deeper than the ocean voice pinches ur cheek lightly

“because as much as i’d like to keep goin, it’s a bit too fast paced don’t you think?”

you flush again as u didn’t even think about what he was feeling and nodded, burying your face into the crook of his neck

but the hypocrisy of this bOY

the next time u two meet up to “work on the project” u end up goin to his place and oop hes got u beneath him on his bed, both of ur shirts on the floor 

his mouth is set on marking your neck, collarbones while his hips are lightly grinding down on you, you feeling his bulge from beneath his tracksuit pants

you wrap you legs around him, pulling him even closer before flipping him over somehow

he’s a lil surprised as you take ur turn to pepper his neck and collarbones w love bites but he’s not complaining as u can tell from his quiet moans beneath you

you make your way lower on his body, stopping just before the waistband of his pants, looking up at him

“can i?”

u ask him first because consent is important kids

he nods so fast ur afraid his head is gona pop off 

you pull his pants & underwear down and wha-ping there he is

you grasp him at the base and lucas throws his head back, almost banging it off his headboard but does he care? nope.

so after ya know, suck the soul out of him

homeboy needs a phat minute to get his breath back

but ur pulling ur top back on, ready to go bc u felt like he woulda kicked u out but nOPE

the second he catches u ready to leave, he grabs u and pulls u back down onto the bed w him

ur like??? but in a good way

he ends up peppering ur face w lots of kisses and u gigglin bc aw

but then the kisses end up getting more heated as he makes his way down ur body, ur shirt leaving u once again, as well as ur pants and oops ur underwear too??

he ends up giving back what he received :)))

after that night, you both agree to keep it casual

basically friends w benefits

lucas loves the idea 

at first

like the thought of him bein’ able to text you whenever he was horny and not block him? great. gettin’ the occasional nude from you during his classes and ending up hard for an hour? not the best, but he’ll take it.

bUT the sight of you coming down off your high that he gave you while still panting his name softly??? 100000% HERE for it

wearing his shirt as you tumble around his bedroom, your neck covered in lovebites from him leaves him 97% soft and 3% sorta kinda horny

but he wants to be able to text you abt how your day was or what you’re doing for the day him or just listen to you rant!! not just when he pops a boner or you’re in the mood

he also wants to experience holding you in his arms, filled with love and not lust, kisses that are just innocent instead of heated 

to wake up to your sleeping face, no matter how funny looking, in the morning instead of an cold, empty space in his bed

but lucas knows you won’t return his feelings so he does his best to hide them (read: fails miserably at hiding his feelings for you)

then you begin to notice subtle changes in his behavior 

he goes from choking you out w a dark look in his eyes to caressing your cheeks w heart eyes in 000.02 seconds

he gives you his shirt to keep even after you leave his apartment and insists on driving you home

he texts you pictures of cute puppies he saw on his way to college instead of his usual boxer pics 

safe to say, u knew wtf was up

but u didn’t want to sound conceited abt knowing lucas liked you, so you didn’t say anything

and you both kept up the facade of hiding your feelings for the other behind by taking your frustration out on each other, sexually

and it stays that way for a while, but lucas was becoming more agitated each night you left and vice versa

until he broke the unspoken rule

neither of you had stayed overnight at the others for fear of having to deal with the truth of your emotions in the morning

but that night as you lay beside him, breathing heavily, the thin covers barely covering your naked bodies, he slipped his hand into yours and pulled you close

and you both lay there for a while, content in each other embraces, listening to each others heartbeats

then, you shifted to move away, to leave another night of unspoken feelings for another day

but he pulled you back and whispered, “stay”

you knew what that meant, you thought it over in your head

if you stayed, you would wake up and finally face the music, finally talk about how much you’ve fallen for him

how much you want to give him kisses all over his face to make him laugh

how you want to go on cute little cafe dates and study dates and dinner dates and basically every kind of date with him

how you want to introduce him to your family as not just your friend, but your boyfriend, your lover

a few moments passed

lucas’ forehead creased slightly in worry

he placed a tender kiss on your knuckles

mumbled a soft “please”

you took a deep breath 

and relaxed against him, letting your eyelids flutter shut as you let sleep overcome you

missing how lucas’ eyes literally shone as he looked down on you

“finally” he whispered against the crown of your head as he placed a kiss there, his grin almost splitting his face in half

he sent a bunch of keyboard smashes into the nct gc later bc he was so happy sjdksjd

and thats how you and wong yukhei fell in love

he also still gets butterflies every time he sees you and screams internally every time u kiss him fucjskjd <33

le fin♡ 

this is my first bullet scenario, hope it was okay (〃▽〃)

[eerythingisshaka]

Quit Playin

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II x Reader

Word Count: 3.5K

Warnings: Smut that makes you go huh?

This is my submission to @sonofnjobu WIP Fic Fest.  It’s been sitting in my drafts for a little over a minute and I just hope it comes across as entertaining for you!  Its setup is Yahya having the game from his Black Mirror episode and the things that occur because of it.

"It's not like that, i swear!"  Yahya exclaims with a laugh he tries but cannot mask..

"Then what is it like!”  You screech at him, wiping your face of the stray tear you hate.  You aren’t gonna cry about this shit, you swear.  But stress makes you teary regardless.  “Cuz it seems like you don’t wanna be bothered with a damn thing about me!”

Yahya stares at you for a beat, leaning against the countertop in his relaxed olive green collared shirt tucked into his dark khaki slacks.  With his little TWA, he looks like a vintage ad for Fridgaire appliances, square in the middle of a Sears Roebuck catalogue.

“I don’t NOT want you…”  He says slowly with too much emphasis on the ‘not’.  This revs you up more.

“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?  You out here doing shoots and shit all day everyday, no you’re back it’s like you on a whole other planet!  Is it Nicole Beharie?  Cuz I don’t blame you, I would even go after that but fucking tell me!”

Yahya purses his lips together, silently cupping his hands in front of them.  He stands up straight and meanders over to you, kissing the top of your forehead.

Your palms smack his biceps, pushing him back off of you.  “You not about to distract me, I’m serious!”

Yahya scoffs, rubbing his tender arms.  “I see, ok!  What else are you planning on doing to me to get my attention?”

You let out an exasperated yell.  “Oh, nigga if you only knew what the fuck was going on in my head, you wouldn’t be tempting me.”

Yayha claps his hands twice, firmly planting his feet where he stands and bends over so his torso is almost parallel to the ground, facing you with his arms behind his back.  

“Go ahead.”

You put your hands on your hips, pacing the floor.  “Don’t fuck with me right now.”

“You have my full and undivided attention.  And a face free for you to smack, and you talking yourself down?  That’s disappointing, I gotta say.”

“But to what extent do I gotta go to get you here?  How long have I asked you for this time?  And now I’m angry, so this time is fucking worthless to me. I wanna chill with you, see shit, do new shit, not sit and the house and argue over you and your video games!  Fucking hate whoever let you take that from the set.”

Yahya straightens up again, giving his lower back a little rub.  “You wanna play me?”

You turn on him quicker than a blink.  “You know I don’t give a damn about video games!  If I wanted to play a game, I’d say ‘Yah, lemme play real quick.  They got 2 player?’  But I haven’t!  You know why?  Cuz they dumb, repetitive and too complicated for me to find time learning worth it!”

Yayha walks down to the living room, like you haven’t said anything, toward the TV cabinet.  “Oh, I see the problem.”

Walking over to the plush sectional, you plop down feeling imminent defeat.  “You’re not listening to me at all, I can’t understand you.”

Yahya pulls out a small box, closing the cabinet and turning on the TV.  “You just have to see me play, one time.”

He sits next to you, pulling out two clear dots from their container.  “Here.”  

He holds one in each of his hands out in front of him, eyes wide in expectation of you.  If he was wearing black glasses and a trench coat, you’d think he was practicing for a Matrix reboot.  You stare from his long hands to him, and back again, feeling yourself begin to soften.  Maybe you could try bonding his way, just this one time.

You snatch one out his hands.  “Gimme this shit.  You stick em on your forehead or what?”

Yahya chuckles as you gets his pair out and puts them on.  “You know I don’t have a damn dot on my forehead when I do this.  Put it on the side of your face, in line with your eye kind of.”

Once you have the dot placed he takes his controller and pushes a few buttons to navigate to the Start screen.

“Now when I hit Start, we bout to be in the game for real.”  Yahya looks over at you all wide eyed like he’s teaching a toddler how to hold their breath underwater.

“...nigga just push the damn button.  I don’t get why you makin such a hu-”

You don’t get to finish you sentence before your mind begins to be sucked into a vortex that leaves you catatonic, body falling limply backward against the couch alongside of Yahya’s.

Before you know it, your eyes become accustomed to your surroundings.  Looking around, you see many trees, vibrantly green and full of cherry blossoms blowing in the wind.  The nearby waterfall fills your ears as your mind races to make sense of things.

“What th-”

“Hey!  Whatchu think?!”  A voice behind you yells.  Your head whips around to see a woman in a blonde wig and an outfit that looked cute but avant garde enough to make you question your safety regarding their mental state.  

You swallow hard.  “I-I don’t know, I’m just tryna find my man.”

She huffs, working her hands in a circle creating a ball of energy before squatting in a fighting stance.  “You’re the only man I see around here.”

You scoff.  “I am NOT a man, girl, get your eyes corrected.”  You go to do a hair flip for emphasis and find none on your shoulder.  You feel the top of your head, expecting to find your wig gone, but you feel neither cap nor curl, only some bone straight short cut you have never had.  When your hand shoots to your mouth in shock, the color makes you snatch it back again as it was not your shade of skin.  Your hand looked meaty and was wrapped in tape.  Your eyes travel to look down at your biceps, hulking and veiny.  Strips of cloth hang of your broad shoulders and where titties once were, are now ample pectorals.

“Wh-what the fuck??  Who am I??”

The woman in front of you laughs.  “You should see what you look like right now.  Scared of your own body...when you should be scared of me.”

Without warning, she sails her energy orb at you, making you put your hands up without thinking.  The force of her blow pushes you back making your feet slide against the rocky walkway you stand on.  Your eyes slowly open as your heart pounds from the excitement.

The woman laughs, placing her hand on her hip in casual amazement.  “Huh!  I thought you didn’t pay attention when I played this game.”

You furrow your brow in confusion.  “Wait…”

She nods, holding her arms out in a flourish.  “Isn’t this cool!?  We in the game baby!  You see why I can’t stay out of it?”  

She smiles widely, running towards you, quicker than humanly possible and takes your hand.  “We can walk around and everything.  Check this water out.  It’s wet AND cold.”  She dips down to wave her fingers in the nearby resevoir.

You still standby in amazement, slowly becoming accustomed to the situation.  “Yahya?”

She looks back at you giving a nod that despite the racial and gendered differences, really reminded you of him.  “It’s me baby. Come feel this water, ain’t it nice?”

You put your hands up.  “No way.  This is some Harry Potter/Neo bullshit that my Christian ass ain’t here for.  Put me back in real life right now!”

Yahya’s character stands up, wiping their hands off on their costume before popping their knuckles.  “What if this was my plan all along?  Get you in here, and just...stay?  Forever?”

You tighten your jaw, balling up your fists.  “No way in hell would you do that.”

Yahya looks at you stone faced and still.  “Well…”

“YAHYA!”  You shout at him, losing every ounce of patience.

Finally they laugh, holding their stomach for emphasis.  Another Yahya-ism.  “I’m playing babe, you cute when you mad but it’s ridiculous as a dude.  We not stuck here forever, I promise.  You just gotta say the magic words and we out.  Simple.”

You nod fiercely.  “Ok, and?  What are they?”

Biting their lip, Yahya says, “I’ll tell you...but you gotta fight me for it.”

“Pssh, boy come on and quit playing I’m ready to be done and here you go.  I ain’t fighting.”

“You sure?”  They shrug, walking towards you to poke your arm.  “I mean, you could probably beat me easily.  You a big strong dude. I’m the female here, so you got advantage.”

You swipe at them.  “I’m not falling for that.  You know how to play this game, that’s the problem!”

They reach out to ruffle up your hair.  “You beat my ass mashing buttons before, just do that.”

You whip your head back, stepping away with your hands up defensively.  “Aight, I’m sick of you pissing me off lately anyway.  Come on with it, BITCH.”

The venom in your curse makes Yahya character smile as their hands swirl in a creating an energy orb.  You run up on them, sailing through the air with a kick that travels their torso to their face, causing them to stumble.  

You feel pretty good until you hear that damn laugh.  

“Go off, baby!  That was cute!”  Yahya bites their lip,  stomping the ground that loosens a rock in the pavement right under your feet, knocking you off balance.  As you fall through the air, Yahya, sends fists and feet under your back 3, 4, 5, and 6 times until you fall down, clutching your back in pain.  

“Fuck!  What the hell you do all that for?  I knew your bitch ass wouldn’t fight fair.”  You curse as the pain begins to subside.

Yahya walks over shaking their head as the blonde hair falls on their face.  “It doesn’t last, the pain.  I could literally break all your shit, and never have to worry cuz it mends in like three seconds.”  They hold their hand out to you to help you up.  “You oughta feel fine now.  I’ll leave you be if you done though, my bad.”

You sit up and take a deep breath.  Just like he said, you feel brand new before you even exhale.  You look up at them in their outfit: waist snatched, thighs strong and wrapped in elaborate garters, titties sitting high in their corset leather one piece.  

“So now you kicking my ass, and you pick a character finer than me?”

They chuckle, squatting over you.  “No way in hell do any fake shit come close to you baby.  For all it’s worth, I’m glad I got you here to experience this with me.  Complaining be damned.”

Having caught your breath, you feel this pull inside of you that brings your heart to a racing pace.  A tug from within you never felt before but it made you ravenous for mischief.  As you grabbed their hand, you in turn flipped into a somersault carrying them through the air onto the stone path beneath you both.  Yahya gasps, having the wind knocked out of them but you don’t ease up.  Before Yahya could get to standing, you straddle them using your newly acquired man weight to pin them down and send a fury of fists into their face.  You feel like you’re watching a movie instead of experiencing it firsthand, but the comical pace of blows as Yahya’s character head bops back and forth like a speed bag made this whole experience worth it.  That is until a pair of knees hit your back.

As you fly forward, you land face first and before their strong thighs come around your waist and an arm around your neck.

You feel your consciousness beginning to fade.  “Yah….”  

They breathe heavy in your ear.  “Say Uncle.”

You raise your hand off the ground but it feels like a 100 lb weight.  “I can’t-”

“Nah actually, say Daddy.”  Even as a woman, his chuckle rang true, making you livid.  You gather as much strength as you can muster to bring yourself to all fours, in a kind of parasitic piggyback ride.  Their grip tightens as you move, but suddenly a force fills you.  You grip the ground underneath you, clawing your nails into the stone as the energy boils. 

“Come on, say-”  Before Yahya could answer your back arches as a howl comes from deep within and your eyesight turns white.  You hear a wretched thud behind you and use it to follow your prey.  Yahya’s character sits limply against a boulder as you bound toward them lifting their head to make room for your hand against their throat.   They feel weightless in your hand as you raise them up higher and higher as their feet hovers above the ground.  Yahya’s character opens their eyes and you step closer to them, nose to nose as you grip their neck.

“How’s that feel now, Daddy?”  You say, hearing yourself with a manly tone of voice sent shivers down your spine as you held control.  Your muscles flex under your authoritative hold, arousing your interest at its highest point since you got in the game

Yahya’s hands grip your bicep as they wrap their legs around your waist tightly.  “It feels...alright,”  he chokes out with a small grin.

You snort as you study the face of his character: cheekbones riper than autumn apples, flush from the fight.  They keep licking their lips and stroking your bicep before you notice the slow grind against your pelvis.

Yahya continues.  “You wanna beat me up some more?”  

Your grip weakens when a new sensation crops up between you two.  It’s not like anything you’ve known before.  Your mind kept getting distracted from the task at hand.

“Is the fight...over?  Did you hit pause or- something?”  You stutter as your hips move before your can think about it, making a gasp slip from your mouth.  The soft warmth that rubbed against your groin was so tempting.

Your hand comes off their neck and rests against the rock you had Yahya’s character pinned against.

“It ain’t over until we say it is.”  The character’s voice is raspier, breathy.  You run your nose and lips across their clavicle.  Their hand reaches for the sash keeping your pants up.  

You wince as the fabric feels tighter in front.  “I don’t feel so good.  It’s like I’m cramping up or something.”

Yahya’s character bites their lip, shaking their head.  “You ok, that’s just how it is for guys.  Getting hard is fucking torture til you find something to do with it.”

As their hand reaches for it, you feel a sharp shock to your nerve endings, making you seize up and grip their thighs hard.

“Ohhh shit, why’d you do that?”  You wail.

Their grip tightens as their hand runs the length of your shaft.  “It’s ok, I swear it’s gonna feel nice.”

“It’s not that, I just...I don’t wanna wait no more.”  You growl primitively as you find the garments between their legs and rip it apart, exposing herself to you.

“Fuck, babe, slow down!”  Yahya’s character exclaims, grabbing onto your shoulder in surprise.  

The whole lead up is a blur.  You couldn’t think about what you were doing as a guy figure about to manhandle a woman who also happens to be your boyfriend because nothing would satisfy you more than diving into that pussy at that moment.  You pull you character’s dick out with ease, lining up your head to their opening.  

“Shit, Yahya.  You better breathe bitch.”  You scoff holding onto your member to ready yourself.  Yahya’s characters breathing and moans in anticipation stoked your fire, making you way less patient for foreplay.  Soon as you felt wetness, X marked the spot.  

When you began to enter them, you swore your mind just went to another dimension besides the one you currently were in.  You felt like you just flew into the center of a hot honey butter roll on Thanksgiving night while sopping up the leftover gravy.  The warmth around you followed by the heartbeat of the pussy around your dick sent your knees to buckle.

“Fuuuck.”  Yahya’s character exclaims as you push into them every inch you can must before hitting a barrier, making Yahya’s character tense up.

“It’s ok, go ahead.”  He reassures you, kissing your neck and jaw while rubbing your back.  

You needed no other encouragement as you pulled your hips back and began to swim.  The sounds of you churning them out became your applause, goading you.

“You feel...like a fucking payday...a day early…”  You gasp as your senses reach their peak.  It felt so good, but you still didn’t feel peace.  If anything, the more you stroked, the more erratic you became.  You searched the rock for a grippable surface and when none was found you turned to their character instead.  You wrapped your arms around their back, putting them into a bear hug as you bounced them off your thighs, gaining deeper access.  

Yahya’s character is a blubbering mess, beggin you to go harder, deeper, faster, and that was a challenge you refused to back away from.  You wanted them to feel you entirely, smacking their ass when they got too quiet, pulling their hair when they seemed too tired, picking up the pace when they were becoming too dominant.  Nothing was going to keep you from waxing the whole level with their ass.

As any superhero, you began to grow weary.  The ferocity that consumed you began to falter as a wave of pressure built in you, making you nervous.

“Yah, I’m feeling something different.”  You moan as your stomach tightens up, feeling a throbbing pressure.

Character hair in disarray, Yahya pushes it back, speaking between gasps.  “You about to cum, babe?”

You shake your head.  “I don’t know, I don’t usually feel like this when I do.”

“It’s different as a guy....don’t fight it.  That will hurt, promise you.”

You nod as you close your eyes, feeling them tighten around you even more.

“You feel so good in me baby, let me have all of you.   I want it all baby, fill my pussy up baby.”  Yahya kept giving you erotic Hallmark message to let you know just how they needed it.  The pressure became overwhelming and like a lightning striking a tree, the roll of thunder barreling from your balls up your shaft and out left you stiff as a board.  Your toes curled as you felt yourself being pumped dry as Yahya’s character squealed in satisfaction, hugging you tightly.  You felt yourself move, but no more than a snail’s pace, out of fear you may fall over from weakness.  Your sensitivity heightened you didn’t dare try to continue, opting to pull out once you felt yourself finish, putting Yahya’s character down before falling to your knees.  Yahya’s character laid out right next to you, smiling joyfully.

“And THAT’s why I can’t get enough of this game.  You experience shit you can’t in the real world.  I never thought I’d get you to do that.”

You huff looking over at them.  “That was so damn different...YOu never let me lead like that before...And you were so….vocal.”

They shrug.  “I can’t help it when I’m like this.  Female orgasms are damn drugs.  My whole body lights up, and I don’t feel like vampire just took my soul after.  Without a doubt good shit.”

You put your stuff back in your pants in awe of what just happened.  “And I never knew I could take over you like that.  Like...I was you just now.  And you were me.”

Yahya smirks.  “Exit game,” disappearing.

You look around in a panic.  “Uh, EXIT GAME!”

Your body lurches forward as you catch your breath, feeling Yahya rubbing you back.

“You alright?  It’s over I promise.”  He says with concern.  “I didn’t mean to shake you up like that.”

You feel relief hearing his real voice turning to give him a big hug, almost knocking him backwards.

Yahya’s laughs muffle into your shoulder.  “Damn baby.  Some of the game ain’t left you.”

You lean back and peer into his face.  “I don’t want that part to leave me just yet.”

Yahya blinks in amazement as he grips your waist.  “That didn’t turn you off from me?  With the characters and me being a girl in there and-”

You shake your head.  “It just showed me how much I can do to you and how good you can make me feel in a way I could’ve never asked you to show me.”

He licks his lips nodding slowly.  “No limits to that.”

You smile, fitting yourself over his lap.  “So we can fall off a mountain while I fuck falling to the ground?  Or fuck you thru a glass window and roll you over in the shards and-”

Yahya quirks an eyebrow up.  “I’m returning that thing tomorrow!”