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When Fire Meets Fate [Mitch Rapp]

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Summary : You couldn't feel feelings or emotions like normal humans did. But you could when your best friend's brother, Mitch the firefighter, had something to do with it.

Pairing : Firefighter!Mitch Rapp x Reader

Warning : 18+ ONLY, MINOR DNI, mentions of fire related lingo, reader is in danger, running (yes it's a warning, I've got asthma), smut, titty worship, oral (m and f receiving), pussy slapping, fingering, slight creampie, pet names (sunshine and sweetheart), mitch is kinda soft but also really much mitch i guess ??

A/N : first post in a while, this one's for birdie nonnie so hope you enjoy love !!

Destiny had a funny way of letting things happen without any kind of warning or explanation. Everyone always repeated that bullshit about things happening for a reason and God working in mysterious ways but nobody ever tried to go deeper into this, try to explain it a little better. It was all about the vagueness and how mysterious it made them seem.

Well fuck that.

Fuck them and their stupid fate. You were the one in control and you knew it when the stupid choices you made would come back to bite you in the ass. They always did. If there was an omnipotent force to guide and even control each and every one of us, then it was doing a shit job because there was no way the decisions you made could be allowed by the universe. There had to be a pop up warning of some kinds to make you think it through at least one last time before actually doing anything.

To some, that pop up warning was sever anxiety and to other it was a little gut feeling that they enjoyed defying to test out their limits. All in all, you had neither, you were simply… empty. It was funny truly, but it made your life ten times more logical. From an outside point you were probably a psychopath with tendencies to tickle danger for the kick of it. Now, to anyone who knew better, meaning very few people, you were desperate.

It was hilarious really, poor you who simply couldn’t feel that rise in your stomach whenever something was wrong or when you were in danger. You simply couldn’t feel shit.

The doctor’s never understood why you, why or how it started. It wasn’t hereditary or anything, you simply couldn’t feel normal human emotions and you hated it, or at least you tried to. It was difficult to know what hate felt like when again, you didn’t feel things.

You had tried, through various technics and nothing had worked. You never cried when you fell and hurt yourself as a child. You weren’t in pain but it was uncomfortable. You never jumped in joy or even smiled whenever you’d be offered something, as pricy and beautiful as it was. You barely moved whenever someone was threatening you or humiliated you. The way you would look at these people right in their eyes had you nicknamed the Soul Searcher. You never lost an argument because you never let yourself be swayed by emotions such as annoyance or fear.

Your emotional impairment made you one of the best lawyers in the business. It was bad for relationships but great for money and business, so you weren’t in such a bad situation. You had learned to find great pros in a situation that pretty much seemed like a big con, another talent of yours.

For someone who couldn’t feel happiness or joy, you were very positive about most things and you were also very observant, making it very easy for you to study emotions and mimic them. Some called it manipulation, you called it adapting. In a society were everyone felt to a certain extent, it was your duty to try and look like them. You were only blending in.

But what were you supposed to do when strange things were creeping up inside you ? When tingles erupted in your stomach and started exploding all over ? Were you supposed to act like nothing was going on ? Could you do both ? Fake it and act like the little burning feeling in the pit of your stomach wasn’t there ?

That was your current situation, the predicament you found yourself in as you watched your office burn down slowly.

You always worked late and stayed behind to catch up on work. You groaned were not particularly fond of big piles of files and or putting things off. For all you knew, you could be dead tomorrow, so might as well do it today, right ? Well, Death had come knocking on your door that day.

With your headphones screwed around your head and blasting the loudest kind of music, you were fully focused on your work. You were the most efficient for a reason. Only emergencies ever managed to pull you out of it. And it was the case that day, when your best friend called in a hurry after sending her own weight in text messages.

“Please tell me you’re at home or out in a bar ! Tell me you went home early ! Tell me you’re not at the firm !”

You could hear the panic and the sniffles, she was crying.

“I’m at the firm, why ? Is everything alright ?”

She had taken a deep breath to hide a sob and failed miserably.

“Can’t you smell anything ?! T-The building… The building is on fire ! You got to get out of there ! Quickly !”

As soon as you had heard those words, that concentration bubble popped, letting the bitter scent of smoke creep into your nostrils. You couldn’t feel panic or fear but you were also actively avoiding death, so you did what she told you, you acted quickly.

You snatched your laptop and your bags as well as the USB drive containing your life’s entire work and ran, you ran as fast as you could, breathing in the toxic smoke. Maybe not the smartest thing to do. You had realized that when you fell unconscious, a few feet away from the exit door, lazily dodging a falling peace of concrete. It had blocked your way, but it didn’t matter anymore, not when you were passing out.

You could hear and see the bright light of a firetruck and the screams of the firefighters calling out for you, one of the voices sounding a little more familiar than the rest, and letting those bubbles explode in your stomach again. What a strange feeling.

~

When you started waking up, you felt comfort and warmth heating the side of your face. Nuzzling against whatever it was, you when it traveled to your forehead but quickly settled, too exhausted to fight when you felt good either way. The hand on your stomach, caressing it slowly felt good too, very good.

Suddenly jolting awake and sitting up, you looked around frantically, swatting away the hands on your skin and jumping down of whatever you’d been laying on this whole time. With all this movement, the dizziness was quick to get you and lay a cloud of nausea and confusion of you. The reflux of whatever pastry was in your stomach made your sour throat burn and your eyes water.

Was this pain ? Was it what it felt like to not feel good ? To suffer and be able to notice it ? To understand it and recognize it ?

“You have to lie down, otherwise you’ll feel even worse.”

Between the ringing in your ears and your shakiness, the faint voice of the person who had been touching you earlier managed to reach you. When you felt yourself falling again, arms wrapped around you before you could violent meet the floor.

“God, you’re a pain in the ass. Even worse than before.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes at a memory he had.

Composing yourself slowly, you took deep breath to gather your wits and register all the informations flooding your brain. As you felt your heartbeat slow down and your stomach settle, you slowly turned to look into the eyes of the man who’d been spinning your world around in such a short period. Or a longer one than what you were ready to admit.

“M-Mitch…”

“Happy to see that you remember me Sunshine. Does Stacy know you’re here ? She called me in a panic saying you worked in the building that burned down.”

You stayed silent and unmoving, practically frozen in time. You were loosing it out here, there was just no other way to describe it.

Mitch Rapp, the bane of your existence if you could describe it.

You did not hate or love, nor did you feel annoyance. But this man made you feel something very close to it and you were not pleased. You’d known him since you were thirteen, when you met Stacy. She’d been the most intriguing person ever to your younger self and still to this day. When everyone ended up leaving you because of your incapacity to feel like normal people did, she had stuck around and made sure to let it be known that she was not going anywhere. She would follow you around and ask you questions after questions. You’d never been bothered by your condition so you answered but the surprise was when she revealed the notebook she kept with everything you’d had told her about yourself. She learned happily and compensated your lack of emotions by what seemed to be an overabundance of them in her. She was necessary to you just like you were to her.

Now, one thing that you were certainly not needing was Mitch Rapp, Stacy’s big brother and an absolute pain in your behind. From the end of middle school to the end of high school, he made sure to push your buttons as far as they could go, in a simple desperate attempt pull himself out of his constant boredom. It being invasive questions or small touches in hallways when no one could see, he did it all.

The only barrier he never crossed was sex and public humiliation. You believe that he respected you to some extent, but his need to amuse himself seem to top it all, and you seemed to be the most interesting thing ever to him. Because where you naturally couldn’t feel and had taught yourself to fake it, he could feel emotions to their extreme and taught himself to simply not feel. Polar opposites, that’s what you were. And maybe that’s what had you develop the closet think you could feel to a crush on your best friend’s big brother. No matter how annoying you found him, he still did things to your heart that no one ever did.

And maybe you’d been far from a simple crush on him, using the term as an excuse. It was a good one right ?

It was even more fun to see how different you were because when you found a way to always be positive no matter what, he believed in nothing but himself. To him, the world was only toying with you and you could let it happen or fight back.

Nothing could link you both other than Stacy, so why was it that he managed to ignite such strange things in you ? It being happiness, interest, annoyance or lust.

You would always be ashamed of it, but you couldn’t help it. It was out of your control, once again, and this time it shattered your whole world.

How ironic of Destiny to choose the man you seemed to avoid at all cost as the only being to successfully make you feel.

It being a simple word or a whisper. Him leaning down to reach you and hear the words you’d mumble whenever he did successfully annoy you. All of it, it made your heartbeat rise, your skin heat up and your hands turned clammy. You even stuttered with him and you hated it. For so long, you wished to be normal but it happening with him and him only was something you couldn’t accept.

“Are you done staring ? Or is it your way of admitting that you like what you see ?”

His deep voice snapped you out of your thoughts, making your insides shake and while a new wave of confusion and anxiety rose inside of you. You completely ignored his words, staying still and staring at him with a need to jump his bones. Was it the uniform ? Or your high school crush just jumping out after years of repression ? You had done an incredible job avoiding the man so seeing him now, all dirty and looking absolutely divine in his firefighter uniform did have its effect on you. The famous “men in uniforms” type of feeling. It was indeed powerful and vicious too.

This wasn’t good at all. Why were you thinking this way ? Taking time to stare at the parts of him that were exposed and feeling genuine lust wasn’t supposed to happen. You needed to leave.

Looking around, you checked for anything that could be yours, which you grabbed quickly before dashing away, as fast as your current state allowed. You had been running a short distance before finding a place to hide and breath as much as you could. Your throat burned and your limbs felt like they would fall off in a second, but you couldn’t stay so close to him.

As you crouched down, a hand ever your heart and yours eyes screwed shut, you tried to slow your heartbeat but you couldn’t. You could still hear his voice and see his face in your mind. Even his scent tormented you, so much so that you could practically feel the warmth it carried.

Slowly realizing the situation, you looked up to find him there, looking down on you with your phone and your keys. .

“You can’t outrun a firefighter, mostly not with lungs like yours. I bet it burns huh ? Come on, let me help.” He breathed out, crouching down to your level.

When he reached towards you to touch you, your body acted on its own, jerking back and away from his touch. He was quick to react and surrender by raising both his hands.

“You’re safe, I’m not going to do anything you won’t like. Stacy would kill me anyways if I bothered you, especially today.” He promised, his voice sounding softer than usual and soothing you in a matter of seconds.

Moving slowly, you let him pull you to his chest and wrap you in his arms. You were still dizzy and slightly out of it from running with smoked lungs so you ignored the little yelp you let out when his hand slid under your shirt and under the strap of your bra to be held tightly against your skin. When he started making small circles over your skin with his fingers, you felt yourself sink down on top of him, your entire body melting into a puddle as you felt yourself relax and your heartbeat slow down.

You were no doctor but you were practically certain that the massage had no power to fix a painful breathing system, so you wondered why it felt so good to have him press into your vertebral column and help you relax. Your throat was still sore and you would be coughing for a long while but none of that mattered when Mitch Rapp was doing something to you, something that had you purring in the crook of his neck.

“Yeah, that feels good huh ? You like that Sweetheart ? Tell me how you feel.” He ordered in a low voice, his lips grazing the tip of your earlobe.

You stayed quiet, you couldn’t speak. You knew what would happen if you opened your mouth, the most humiliating sound would come out. You knew you’d let out a sound even worse that a simple yelp and you couldn’t have that.

You didn’t understand feelings very well but you wouldn’t let him get his way just because he was bored, even as an adult. You knew you were feeling something intense, standing on the line separating comfort and pleasure. That separation, you’d been standing on it, practically loosing balance each and every time Mitch Rapp was around and toying with you.

You tried to move, to get up and pry yourself out of his grasp but it was two against one, Mitch and your body siding together to fight your mind. He kept you close to him, held you tightly while playing with the hooks of your bra. Maybe you had jumped into the lion’s den by allowing him to help. Because now you were stuck, fighting the urge to respond vocally and let it be known that you wanted more, needed more.

These feelings and emotions, they felt good, so good. The kind of good you never had the chance of experiencing before. This was too much pleasure for you to simply detach yourself and let it go to waste. You wanted to discover more, dive deeper into what it was.

That yelp that you had been trying to conceal, it suddenly shot out of your mouth when he swiftly move you on top of him, having you straddle his muscular thighs. Maybe it was then that your body lost power and control, your brain taking over once again when you felt his bulge press between your ass.

“When I tell you to tell me how you feel, that’s not a suggestion Sweetheart. Let me hear it, how good I make you feel.” He growled, pressing you down on him by the waist.

This was far from simple firefighter intervention. This was Mitch, the Mitch from high school who’d corner you in hallways trying to get you to show him how you felt and what you looked like when you did.

Looking into his eyes, you saw it, that glint of excitement. Not lust, but interest. You were still intriguing to him and he was letting it be known that he hadn’t changed.

You shouldn’t have allowed him around you, not again, not like this, no matter what he made you feel. You were being flooded by emotions, this was what it was like to be overwhelmed. And maybe it had you tear up a little bit, but you were new to this and you didn’t know how to process them.

Looking around you again, you found all your belongings and even the one’s he’d kept. You expected him to keep you locked against him but no. As soon as you showed any signs of wanting to leave, he let go of you. You were surprised but also grateful, standing up on shaky legs and walking away as fast as you could. Your body felt like it would float away and you could still feel his gaze on you, fixated and piercing through your soul.

When you got near the outside of the hospital you’d ran out of, you were lucky to find Stacy waiting for you with a bone crushing hug and a speech about being aware of your surroundings. She might’ve also mentioned her brother telling her your location so that she could pick you up.

~

When you arrived at your place after convincing Stacy that you could survive on your own and would call if anything was wrong, you found yourself leaning against your door, exhausted beyond measure. You tried to move but you couldn’t, the mind whipping memories of Mitch Rapp playing with the most sensitive parts of you and actually having an effect.

Because with lack of physical or emotional reaction, came lack of sexual pleasure. You just, didn’t enjoy yourself, no matter how long you would try or how good he felt. None of this worked and maybe you were also at fault, constantly comparing them to the little high school crush you couldn’t get rid of. Maybe it was even time to admit that you might’ve loved him a little. Or a lot. You wanted to feel pleasure but to this day, you had to lie and fake orgasms to get out of awkward situations.

As you slid down your door, locking it for the night, you felt the pulsating sensation between your legs, the kind that had started when you were sixteen and would only happen around your best friend’s big brother.

Nothing ever happened but God, your body and mind agreed that you wished it would. You felt your insides scream at you for depriving them of him and what he clearly wanted, just as much if not more than you. Your mind could still vividly feel the large bulge throbbing under you and it was enough for you to flood your panties again.

You were ashamed of your reaction but how were you supposed to control what you weren’t familiar with ?

Reaching down to take of your pants, you mewled loudly when your fingers grazed your dripping core and pressed on your sensitive bud a little longer than what would be appropriate. You had the memory of his fingers pressing your back and soothing your raging heart, his breath against your neck and his strong scent sticking to your nostrils.

Maybe you were too out of it but you weren’t going to let this go to waste, pushing three fingers inside your wet pussy and inhaling deeply when you felt actual pleasure. You felt good. In an attempt to mimic his size, you parted your fingers open and played with your walls. You couldn’t breath properly, your bottom lip stuck between your teeth and your head thrown back. Letting out little noises, your let your fingers rub your insides as you let them go back and forth inside you.

You could feel it vividly, his own member, thick and raging with hormones and lust but also so much more, just waiting to dirty you all over.

Your fingers soaked and your juices dripping all over your lower parts, you cried out in pleasure when you felt your high get close. You cried out in pleasure, his name coming out a few times while you reached down with your second hand. When your thumb grazed your clit you were done for, instantly. This was what it felt like to feel pleasure and to cum.

You sat there, dazed and trembling, for a few minutes before standing up and finally entering your bedroom. After a very much needed cold shower, you dropped on your bed, your bathrobe falling to the floor. You sunk against the mattress, covered yourself and fell asleep in no time, desperately hoping that the night would erase the lingering presence of Mitch Rapp on your sensitive skin.

Maybe if you had been awake just a little longer, you would’ve seen him, leaning against his car, as he stared up to your window.

~

The night was ineffective. You remembered it all after eighteen days and you hated it. Everywhere you went, you could feel his gaze on you, the way he looked at you while he massaged your back. You could see it all and feel it all as if it was happening all over again. The memory you used to be praised for was now killing you a little bit each and every day.

But to add salt to you wounds, Stacy had given Mitch your number. And for a man who seemed to hate the majority of people and just about any kinds of discussion, he was fucking chatty. It started with simple messages asking how you were doing, then it turned into the kinds that would send your heart into a panic. He was slowly getting you used to his presence, you could feel it but the question was why ?

Why after all these years of not seeing each other, no matter how close your circles were, was he suddenly finding interest in you again ?

This question, you didn’t expect to find a response of any kind. But it seems you wouldn’t have any other choice when you found him, standing there, behind your door with a bag in hand.

You stood there, in your pajamas, looking at him with what seemed to be a blank expression but hid the most violent of hurricanes.

“Are you going to keep staring or are you going to let me in ?” He tilted his head with what looked like a smile behind extending the bag towards you. “I brought you a care package.”

You stayed quiet but moved out of the way to let him in. As he assed by, his strong scent infiltrated your nostrils and the entirety of your body, making you clench your exposed thighs together. The scent of smoke, wet grass, rain and pine trees, all of it forming the perfect mix to make your brain melt and your body react out of control.

When you felt ready to face him inside your home you finally faced away from the door but crashed directly into something. You looked up to find him staring down on you, a slight look of amusement.

“Where you sniffing me ?”

Fuck, that was humiliating. You tried to open your mouth to respond but no sound came out, just a string of weird faces and silence. You didn’t think you could react any worse, until you felt his hand slide around your waist, letting his fingers graze your skin and leave a soft burn behind.

“Tell me, Sunshine. Were. You. Sniffing. Me. And this time, I want to hear sounds coming out of your mouth. I bet you sound amazing when you’re being honest with yourself.”

His eyes were staring straight into yours and you felt mike he was pillaging your soul, trying to find the truth he was talking about. Who was named the Soul Searcher here ?

For a short second, you started questioning his motives, why was he insisting on seeing you react that much ? It wasn’t as if you would be crying of joy or breaking bones at each reaction so why ? You frowned , staring up at him, before you picked his hand off of you and laid a hand on his chest to push him away.

“Mitch Rapp, I don’t know what you’re hopping to find here, but we’re not teenagers anymore and I won’t let you toy with me and have your way because you’re bored.” You said, unable to conceal the slight annoyance in your voice.

Instead of backing off, he seemed even more amused this time.

“Is that what annoyance looks like on you ? I was working towards something else but I’m not going to complain, this is good, very good.” He asked, a curious grin on his face.

“Stop saying stupid things and go to the living room. It’s that way.” You exhaled, turning towards your kitchen area and walking away.

You met him in the living area, trying to ignore his presence as much as you could. You were feeling crushed under his aura in your own home and you wouldn’t tolerate it, but it seemed like he wanted to see you fight back.

You shook your head, ignoring all your questions and sat in the opposite couch.

“Why are you here ?”

“Well, you’re not very responsive over texts and even less for a phone call. I was worried, I pulled you out of a burning building remember ?” He joked, dropping the heavy bag on your coffee table.

“I pulled myself out of there, Mitch. And do you visit all the victims you save ?”

“No, just you. I came here to check on you too. Make sure your lungs would be fine. Stacy told me you still sucked at taking care of yourself so I needed to make sure you were taking good care of yourself. I was worried you know ? You tried to sprint out of the hospital as soon as you woke up.”

You tilted your head to the side, showing your confusion once more. You doubted the honesty of his motives but you weren’t going to debate him, you did suck at taking care of yourself. You shrugged and slide to the side, allowing him to sit next to you. You stayed still and silent when he grabbed your chin and asked you to open up. You waited until he was done with your mouth to proceed.

“Aren’t you like, off duty or something ?”

He chuckled, hearing your vague words.

“Off duty ?”

“Yeah. Firefighters, they’re off duty when they’re not working, right ?”

“No. Us, Sunshine, we’re not off duty. That’s for cop’s and soldiers.”

“Yeah, same stuff, except you don’t have a gun.” You responded, watching him check on your arms and neck. “Wait, but what do you know about my health anyways ? You’re a firefighter, that’s not your job.”

“I know. But I know my way around basic first aid and things like that, so I’m making sure.”

You wanted to smile, some other things never changed. He always had a thing for taking care of others or saving them. He saved you from countless situations and was always the one to fix you up when you were hurt. Being a firefighter was his calling. And the uniform looked damn good on him.

Looking down on his body with a blank expression, you observed and compared with his looks from years ago. You only ever truly saw him on few occasions and each one had your insides doing backflips. Stacy always made fun of you for gawking at him but she understood, her brother looked good. She even bragged that it was the genetics,

“Well, that’s nice of you. But I’m fine. So you can leave, and take the care package with you. It’ll be useless.” You declared, pushing his hands off of you.

You both stared at each other for a good minute before he removed himself from your grasp to hold you instead. When his hand took hold of yours, he pulled you closer to him, forcing you to lay a leg over his. In a swift move, he grabbed both your wrists in one hand while the other fell on your exposed thighs. Shorts were good to sleep when it was this hot outside, but definitely not when Mitch Rapp was in your living room, playing the deadly kind of game.

“Why are you always trying to get rid of me ?” He asked, a hint of sadness in his voice. You tried to respond but the sound were cut off again when his hand slide higher on your skin.

You looked down, inhaling loudly and biting your lower lip to hide the embarrassing sounds threatening to come out. He watched it all, letting go of your wrists to pull it out from underneath your teeth.

“Do I make you uncomfortable ? Do you hate it when I’m around you ? When I touch you ?”

You managed to free one of your hand, grabbing his wrist to pull his fingers away from your lips, but allowed him to feel your plump lips just a little longer than he should’ve. He looked at them with an unreadable expression but you felt like a lamb standing in front of a wolf, ready to be devoured.

At the thought of being viciously devoured, you couldn’t help the gush of wetness pooling in between your thighs, the sensation of pleasure and desperation infiltrating your mind all over again. You felt it, the heat from last time, it was back and it felt good but also uncomfortable. It wasn’t enough, you needed to quench that thirst flowing all through you.

Without paying much attention, you tried to speak again but this time, opened your mouth wide enough for his finger to slip inside your mouth and rest lazily on your tongue. You saw his eyes darken and heard the low growl erupting in his chest. You lowered his gaze, chuckling as he shook his head, but never took his thumb out of your mouth.

“Fuck…” He sigh, looking at you and warning you with his eyes. “For as long as I’ve known you, Sunshine… You ran from me. Everything I did, you would end up running away or hiding from me. Nothing I did was enough to have you react or stay, and it hasn’t changed.”

Feeling the defiance grow in you, you pulled his thumb out, looking at him with piercing blank eyes.

“Maybe if you stopped trying to get me to react for your own entertainment, I wouldn’t be running. I’m not here to fix your boredom.” You responded, glaring at him.

“Is that what you think ? Did I did all this just because I was bored ?” He asked with narrow eyes, was he angry at your assumption ? When you nodded, you saw his jaw tighten and you couldn’t help but react. Were you into this ? Visible anger, did it turn you on ?

Too busy wondering what new kink you seemed to have, you let your guard down, allowing you to be moved by him, having you sit on his lap again. And there you were, back to the issue you had faced the night of the fire, he was too close for your own sanity.

“Mitch… Let go of me…” You stuttered, trying to maintain your composure but were only met with silence and his firm hands gripping your waist. Younger you was jumping and screaming in happiness but current you wasn’t so happy.

“You keep saying that… That I have to let go of you, stop touching, stop talking to you. But what if I need you Sunshine ? You ever thought of that ?” He whispered the last part, leaning closer to your face. “What if I can’t fucking live without you ?”

This time, his words fall straight down your lower parts, having the exact effect you were trying to avoid. You inhale loudly, trying to avoid his gaze, but he’s quick to grab your jaw and force you to look at him. You weren’t the type to cry or feel altogether, but you were ready to cry right now. Why were feelings and emotions so annoying ?

“Why are you bothering me… Why can’t you just leave me and my emotions alone ?!” You asked loudly.

“You think I give a fuck about your emotions ? Sunshine, I don’t care about them. I care about you, that’s all I fucking care about since high school.” He pressed you down on his growing bulge, making you face the pleasure you felt with him. “Every touch in the hallway, every kiss on your cheeks, everything I did, all of it was for you to notice that I was ready to help. Fuck I was borderline desperate to help you and you took it for boredom ? Couldn’t take a fucking step around you without needing to inhale your scent. You even had me loosing it like a fucking idiot every time I saw you inside my house, but to you I was only bored ?”

He was vexed, but still gentle with you, letting you do what you wanted to do. In this moment, you felt all the years of repressed emotions and desires flood you in one big wave that you didn’t even try to contain. All the times you ended up screaming in a pillow because of the things he would say or just how he would say them. Even just looking at you made you feel, and all this time you tried to push it away, to refuse it. Well you were done doing that. For the first time in your life, you allowed yourself to respond to his actions by acting however you pleased too.

When you pressed your core down on him, you didn’t expect him to just let go of you and drop hiss head backwards. He leaned his arms on the back of your couch, a small smile on his face before he looked at you again, his eyes clouded by lust and faint restraint. This man decided to control himself now ?

“You can’t do that Sweetheart… What am I supposed to do when you retaliate ?”

“I-Isn’t that what you want ? For me to respond ?” You attempted to keep your voice as steady as you could despite the knot of moans forming in your throat.

“Is that what it is ? A response ? What are you responding to exactly ? And be clear, I want to hear you say it.”

Now he was teasing you, and for a split second, you felt like a teenager again, like the girl he would corner in hallways, kiss on the cheek and call beautiful when no one but him was watching, when no one but him could see you react. For a split second, you understood everything that he always showed you and you started questioning how good you were at reading people. Because you had read Mitch Rapp completely wrong for years.

“I want you to touch me. I want you to touch me until I feel something… Just like I felt before…” You declared, a sudden boost of confidence surging through you.

You both stared at each other for a few seconds, you waiting for his answer and him grinning like an idiot with no thought going through his mind. He needed to do something because you wouldn’t have the strength to do it again.

And in good Mitch fashion, he said nothing and acted.

~

When you asked him to make you feel, a part of you was worried for what would happen next. Were you ready to face whatever reaction he’d pull out of you ? And how would you react exactly ? Because you weren’t just new to this, you were finally accepting it and maybe it would be too much. You were used to being overwhelmed when he was around and never truly managed to deal with it. You hated the idea of simply untrusting the next events to Destiny but clearly you would have any other choice.

As soon as you spoke the words he had desperately been trying to hear, he lifted you up and marched towards your bedroom. You held onto him, staying quiet and avoiding his piercing eyes on you. If you could see what was going through his mind, you would think that he was crazy. There was no other way to explain it, but he couldn’t help it. The things you had him dreaming all throughout high school and even during adulthood, they tormented him for years.

Mitch Rapp had been in love with you since he was eight years old and you took his actions for a desperate attempt to entertain himself.

It was his fault for not being more direct, more honest with himself. All these times, when you’d smile at him or respond to his usual flirting with you own usual blank expression and wittiness. He just couldn’t help it, even if he tried, and it was certain that he never truly tried. He had wasted too much time acting subtle and discreet when the only thing he wanted was to drop to his knees and worship the very group you walked on.

But it was fine. Because now, he would catch up on years of missed opportunities and do everything his dreams had him hoping for. He would show you exactly how much he meant it when he said that it was never boredom.

~

As soon as he dropped you on the mattress, he did not waste a second trying to be subtle or gentle with you. He promised to make you feel and would do good on his promise, but he couldn’t think straight currently. All of you was made to ruin him and be ruined by him in return.

He watched your body bounce on the bed and for a second, processed exactly what he intended on doing to you, his cock twitching at the simple memory of your plump ass sitting right on the perfect spot and pulling the plug on any rational thought. At first, he came here to check on you honestly, but seeing you in your pretty silk shorts and tank top, he wanted nothing more than be the reason you wouldn’t be thinking or walking straight for the next few days.

He all but ripped his shirt off, and let it fall to the floor before dropping to his knees and pulling you towards the edge of the bed. You would be lying if you said that this little display of strength didn’t make your dripping cunt throb in desperation. You never wanted to be used so much in your life, ready to do anything to feel.

You pushed your legs apart without his help and were ready to hide your face when he looked at you with amusement and terribly hidden desire. He was amused but nothing had ever made him this hard in his life. He could feel his pulsating cock begging to be freed, pushing against his zipper and desperately trying to reach that sweet pussy of yours. He could see it, the juices dripping out of you and soaking your pretty shorts. He pushed them to the side and practically came on the spot when he came face to face with your exposed core.

You slept with this, and this only. No underwear and had greeted him at the door with this as the only thing covering you.

Wrapping his hands around your full thighs, he pulled you closer, burying his nose between your legs and inhaling the scent of your soaked pussy.

“Fuck Sunshine… Smells like fucking heaven… And bet it tastes even better. Tell me, do you want me to give it a taste ? That would make you feel good, do you want to try ?”

You could barely speak a word, your cunt doing the thinking for you when you pushed it closer to his face. His lips grazed the wet fabric and you let out a cry of pleasure. This was all you needed to truly feel pleasure ? God, he’d truly ruin you in no time.

Tightening his fingers around your flesh, he forced you to stay still and looked straight into your eyes with a commanding gaze.

“I said that you had to tell me sweetheart. Use that pretty brain of yours, and speak. Or do you just want me to leave, since you’re not communicating ?”

“No !” You exclaimed, genuinely worried that he would leave you without touching you. “P-Please… Please Mitch… I’m so… So wet… I n-need more… Please, touch me more…”

Your pleading voice sounded like a melody falling straight from heaven down his dick and erasing just a little more rational thinking out of his head. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting his go of one of your thigh to stuff his free hand down the front of his jeans. Fuck, this wouldn’t be enough. He frantically pulled it out to unbuckle his belt and undo his zipper, quickly freeing his large member and letting out a groan into your cunt.

You let out another cry of pleasure, feeling the vibrations of his deep voice inside you. Letting out little moans of pleasure at his closeness to your core, you couldn’t help but grind against your sheets, feeling your pussy spread around your tiny shorts and give you a little bit of the friction you asked for. You completely forgot about the man in front of you and started grinding against the sheets, shamelessly moaning his name as if he was the one doing anything.

He watched you, hand wrapped around his thick cock and jerking himself off to you as if he was a in high school again. He dreamt of being able to see you pleasure yourself before, but this was beyond any of his dreams. Gripping on the sheets with one hand, he knew he was done for when you used your second hand to spread your folds open and give him the perfect view of your modesty.

“Mitch… F-Fuck, Mitch please… Please… More, please, gimme more…” You sobbed, biting your lip hard enough to draw blood.

His hand tightened around his girth, slowly moving up and down and letting his thumb move over his tip. Fuck, he was hard, beyond hard, he was ready to bust with barely any contact. He wasn’t a difficult man when it came to sex, but you were making him and easy one. Easy to please and ruin. The kind that would only ever find pleasure in his hand because the girl of his dreams was too far away from him.

You spread your thighs even wider, giving him space to dive in and rub his nose wherever he wanted. You skin was as soft as those fucking shorts, so tender and easy to mark. He inhaled your scent and quickly kissed your inner thigh tenderly. You looked down on him and your cunt quivered when both your eyes met. He kept kissing you, so gentle and sweet, you felt like you were made of fine china. You could feel his tongue lick off the wetness that had dripping down your legs earlier.

Without paying much attention, you found yourself running a hand through his hair tenderly. He groaned loudly, trying to keep in his moans. You could hear the sound of his cock going back and forth into his hand as he fucked his fist at an increasing speed. The contrast between the eagerness from earlier and your sudden tenderness gave you whiplash and you felt dizzy all of the sudden, but you couldn’t on the opportunity to keep watching him pleasure himself.

“You like that huh ? You like watching me fuck my hand in front of you ? Making me go crazy and now you’re all sweet and gentle.” He groaned, his voice sounding strained.

You were quickly brought back to the initial state of things when his lips were replaced by his teeth and you felt a new kind of pain, the pleasurable kind. The sharp pain you felt when he took bit your inner thigh only made your insides wetter and your mind fuzzier. You were breathing loudly, letting the feeling pass while he stood up. His warm hand grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you closer to his exposed cock.

“Open up. And keep your eyes on me. I want you to show me exactly what you feel with your eyes, okay Sunshine ? You’re going to show me how good you feel gagging on my cock.” He ordered with a playful grin.

You obeyed mindlessly, opening your mouth and letting his cock slide in, rubbing your tongue slowly and letting you taste him. You moved to get on your knees on the bed and help onto his waist, your eyes never looking away from his. He caressed your nape as a silent praise, you were truly ready to let him do whatever he chose to do.

You had slept with men before, but none could rival with Mitch and his size. The feeling of being so full, you might explode, you now knew it. His bulbous tip pushed into the back of your throat, making you tear up at the slight lose of air. You tried to adjust but no matter what, he would be too big to fit. Probably seeing the dilemma in your eyes, he smiled tenderly and caressed your cheek.

“It’s okay Sunshine, don’t force yourself too much. Take your time and do what you want with me. I just want to see how you react to it, okay ?” His smile made your heart swoon, this man would kill you.

Starting off slow, you quickly lost yourself in the pleasure you felt from having him in your mouth. You dug your nails in his flesh, pushing him further down your throat as your sucked on his thick length as if no one was watching. He felt so big, you would suffocate at any wrong move, but none of that mattered when your body only wanted his cum to fill your stomach. You wanted to feel all that thick cum drip down your throat and fill you up like you’ve never been filled before. You wanted to have the memories and the remnants of his presence inside you.

You were going faster and faster, your soft lips wrapping nicely around his girth and sucking on his flesh with all you had. The sounds of suction were flooding your head as well as the sounds he was making, his groans and slight desperate whisperers making your pussy wetter than ever. You needed more, his cock wasn’t enough, you needed all of him inside you.

You tried to suck him deeper than your body allowed, feeling his invade your entire being. If you could see yourself, eyes crossed and fingers gripping on him as you grinded against your bedsheets, begging for pleasure as if you’d been deprived for years. It wasn’t necessarily wrong, you had been deprived by your incapacity to feel lust. But now you could feel and you wouldn’t let it go to waste.

Mitch watched attentively, basking in the pleasure you felt and made him feel. Those lips, he dreamt of them, but seeing you suck his dick like it was your mission on Earth did something vile to his brain. He gripped on your nape and started meeting your movements, pushing himself into your mouth in sync with you. You were quick to respond with loud moans, all of them echoing around his cock.

You giving him your all and even more than what he had asked for. He could see you enjoying yourself and begging for more. Quickly, the gurgling sounds of your drool filled your mouth and dripped to the side, all over your chin. This was the vision. He couldn’t control himself anymore, letting himself truly fuck your mouth full of him.

Soon, you weren’t moving anymore, the man in front of you doing all the work as he fucked your throat into oblivion and made sure to use you as much as he could. The sounds of his sack hitting your face filled the room and resonated around with your muffled moans and his own groans of pleasure.

“Fuck, feel that Sweetheart ? Feel his deep I am ? Bet you can barely breath… Fuck, that’s it, that’s good baby, that’s good… You’re taking my cock so good… I gotta cum Sweets… I needa cum in that pretty throat… You’ll let me huh ? You’ll let me fill your belly up with me ? Might cover your face too… Yeah, I’ll cover you pretty face…” He sounded close to cumming and you had never been so eager before to being covered in cum, but this wasn’t anyone. This was Mitch, and you’d only take it from him.

Your body felt like jello when he pulled your face closer to his lower stomach, your nose grazing his pelvis. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt his spend fill up your insides. He pulled out to cover your face, like promised and watched the white substance drip all over your skin. He stayed still, grabbing the base of his cock on one hand, and his balls in the other, rubbing his tip over your lips and smeared his cum on your skin.

When he was done, he admired you, looking as pretty as ever on your knees, nipples as hard as diamonds as they poked through the fabric of your top, legs shaking softly and your eyes looking dazed and confused. You looked up to him and swallowed every drop of cum in your mouth, licking as much as you could off of your face. He grinned, grabbing your jaw and cleaning his cum off of your face with his thumb before stuffing it in your mouth. You eagerly licked it off and swallowed proudly. He leaned down to kiss your lips tenderly, feeling a sudden surge of romanticism running through his body. You responded by grabbing his shoulders softly and kissed him back, a soft sob coming out of you.

The kiss was as tender as it looked, delicate, as if he was trying not to hurt you of spook you after the multiple previous events. He pulled away, smiling honestly when you moaned in displeasure, holding onto him tighter and pursing yor lips for one more kiss. You wanted more kisses, you needed more.

“Please Mitch… Just one more…” You begged, and fuck, he knew he was absolutely gone for you but not that badly. He was ready to fold as soon as his name came out of your mouth, ready to do whatever you desired.

“I’ll kiss you as much as you want Sunshine, I promise. There’s nothing more that I want. But first I wanna put my mouth over that sweet cunt of yours. It’s been calling my name for days now and I really need to taste you. You’ll let me ?” You nodded and he smiled, dropping to his knees again. “Then, undress for me Sweetheart. And take your time, I want to see it all. I need to carve it in my memory for the future.”

You obeyed like the good girl you had shown yourself to be earlier. You started with your top, throwing it on the floor and letting him admire your soft tits bounce at your movements. He wanted to have them in his mouth too now. You proceeded with your shorts, letting him see how truly soaked they were before you tossed them to the side. You bent sat on the bed and parted your legs open for him to truly take you in.

He licked his lips, rubbing his fingers over your folds and pressing your clit with his thumb. The little yelp that followed fell straight down his girth, standing straight and ready for the next parts. You covered your mouth and he glared at you, prompting you to obediently take your hands off.

“Don’t ever try and cover your sounds. I want to hear all you have to say, always. Do you hear me ?”

“Y-Yes… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, you’re still new to this. Don’t apologize for doing something without thinking or instinctively.”

The softness in his voice was still making your insides melt, but so were his words. He understood how you worked and responded accordingly. This was a first for you, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Tell me when it gets too much, okay ?” He ordered.

You nodded, waiting eagerly for him to do what he had in mind.

Without wasting anymore second, he pushed two fingers between your folds, making you sob in pleasure. You looked down on him and crossed his gaze while he stayed still, he was waiting for you. You took a deep breath before nodding, ready for him to proceed. You had the time to prepare yourself for more and you did good doing so, his thumb pressing on your clit and making your entire body jerk in surprise. Who would’ve expected you to be so sensitive ?

You covered you mouth as a reflex, surprised by the obscene sounds coming out of your own mouth. You’d been quick to forget Mitch’s previous orders clearly, the man punishing you instantly by pulling his fingers out and spanking your pussy until it was swollen and leaking out of control, not that you had any in the first place. You could only cry out a little more at each slap, begging for him to stop but pushing yourself towards his fingers everytime he thought of stepping away.

“Sweetheart, I won’t be telling you again. Your hands, off of your pretty face. Or do you want me to tie you up ?” He watched you genuinely debate the proposition in your head and smiled tenderly. He got up and kneeled on the bed to lean towards your face before kissing your cheek. “I’ll remember that for next time, don’t burn your neurons trying to answer.”

You nodded slowly, feeling your heart thumping loudly at the thought of doing it again with him. You hadn’t even gone all the way yet that you were already excited for the next time.

You watched him get back on his knees and smile at you tenderly, as if that would soften the effects of what he was about to do to you. You wanted to respond to his smile with your own but quickly forgot the idea when his fingers slid back in you, this time to part you open. In an instant, you were twisting and shaking in pleasure, feeling his flat tongue lick a long strip along your dripping folds. He was looking at you, you could feel his eyes on you, but it didn’t matter, not when you felt like you’d pass out from this alone.

Your hand dove into his black curls, pulling on them at each new lick from him. You could feel his organ invade your insides and suck on your slick covered flesh, sucking in your juices loudly. Your moans and cries of pleasure echoed around the room, competing against the sounds he was making while buried between your beautiful legs. The soft burn of his facial hair made you entire body shake, the feeling the beard leaving marks along your sensitive core and inner thigh.

If you could see yourself right now, you’d understand why his actions became frantic and practically desperate. The view of your body, arched to perfection to give him a view of your tits while he devoured you was ruining any kind of control he found pride in having. His cock was as hard as stone, leaking heavy drops of cum and begging to empty itself inside you. He’d never been this weak before, this sensitive to anyone. You were truly going to be it for him and his entire body was embracing the idea of submitting itself to you.

Pulling a finger out of you, Mitch licked the slick off of it and rubbed it around your clit, smiling against your core when you wrapped your legs around his neck and tightened your hold on him. He could choke to death in that instant and would be perfectly fine with it, ready to die if it was by your hands, or by your thighs if we were being accurate.

He let you grip onto his scalp and hold him still, pushing his tongue inside you while you fucked yourself on his face shamelessly. He could feel your insides wrap around him and drip sweetness all in his mouth. He had never felt that much while going down on a woman, but here you were, pushing him to his limits, making him moan praises and pleas for you to keep using him.

“M-Mitch ! Fuck, Mitch, God… I-I…” You tried to express what he already knew, feeling you pull away from him. Absolutely not, Mitch wasn’t having it. Not when you were right there, ready to pop. There was no way he was going to let you waste another opportunity for him to taste and smell you keep your scent etched into his growing beard.

He wrapped his large hands around your thighs and held you tight and as close as humanly possible to his face, letting you right your high on him. It took everything in him to not cum on the spot , God, you were killing him.

For the first time ever, you felt the pleasure of cumming with a man’s tongue pushed deep inside you. You felt like your organs were exploding in thousands of little fireworks, burning everything in their way slowly while you could only quiver and cry out for more. You could feel Mitch suck in your cum and feast on your sensitive core while you tried your best to survive what had just happened. Your legs felt like jello, deprived of strength and hanging loosely around the man’s shoulders in defeat.

In a sudden boost of submissiveness, you let out a little sound of pleasure, and ran your hand along your thighs and stomach before reaching your breasts that you squeezed vigorously. You knew he was watching, God, his gaze and attention was the only thing you wanted at the moment. You wanted him to watch you pleasure yourself to the memories of him and his tongue inside your pussy, already giving up freedom to give yourself to him. How addictive was sexual pleasure when you could actually fell it, right ?

While you played with your tits, pressing and pinching your sensitive nipples, his hands gripped on your but, tightening his hold around you possessively. A part of him had just started to wonder where you had learned such things. To him, you were still the girl he met through his annoying sister. Young and beautiful, taking shit from no one, and considered difficult by too many people to fond a boyfriend who would actually be worthy of her feelings and emotions.

She must’ve learned these things somewhere, with someone. Multiple someones even. And that thought made his blood boil and his ego fly up at the speed of a rocket. His long cock couldn’t stop vibrating at the thought of marking you inside out, making your pretty pussy as his and marking himself as yours.

To busy in his thoughts, scheming his little plan, he hadn’t noticed your eyes on him, and what you said next gave him what felt like a heart attack.

With your legs parted wide and your eyes barely opened, either out of exhaustion or lust (or both), you have him another look at your pussy, taking a life of its own and opening up under his insistant gaze.

“Mister Firefighter... Are you going to fuck me now ? I want to feel your cum drip inside my pussy… She wants a taste of you too…”

Mitch Rapp wasn’t a believer. Fairytails and hold folklore and mystical creatures, he didn’t care about them. But in that moment, you gave him the proof that sirens existed and that he was about to lose his life to one.

The next seconds turned into a blur, either because of how fast the events went or because you had managed to unlock pure desperation out of Mitch. He was quick in him movements, jumping on the bed and placing himself between your legs. He was already holding your wrists, pinned them to the mattress and kissed you as if his life depended on it. His tongue felt warm in your mouth, exploring all the surfaces in you and swallowing your soft moans at the same time.

Tasting your plump lips again, but more thoroughly this time, his body moved too. You could feel him rub the thick tip of his cock along your folds, smearing the drops of cum leaking out of him all over your gaping cunt.

His mouth descended towards your neck, biting pieces of flesh and sucking on the on his way down. His real target were your tits, soft sweet, ready to be devoured too. Mitch was slowly getting closer to a beast than a man with you under him. He’d never felt this kind of hunger before, desperate to taste all of you. He looked into your eyes, thinking about it for a second before dropping his face in the crook of your neck in a chuckle. He kissed on your skin tender, his fingers playing with your nipples as well.

You watched him kiss the valley of your breast and leave bite marks around your flesh. Your body was covered in them now. Just a little more and you might’ve actually been eaten alive. He grinded against you, both centers of your body heating up on the other and ready to truly feel it. His lips quickly found the center of your chest and sucked on them, his eyes entirely on your body while yours were on him.

Your hand found his hair again, caressing it tenderly while he enjoyed himself. It was supposed to be about studying your feelings and emotions but looked like Mitch was lost in his own. You pulled him away from your breasts, still breathing out little moans when his fingers went back to doing the work.

“Please Mitch… Don’t want to cum without you inside me… Please…” You pleaded softly, trying to form a coherent sentence while you could feel his throbbing cock begging for the same.

He caressed your face and smiled, sliding his hand around your neck and squeezing in a possessive grip.

“See what you do to me Sweetheart ? This was supposed to be about you but fuck… Fuck, I need to taste all of you… I have too many ideas for you, too much shit I want to do…” You exhaled, looking down on his own length and guiding the tip to play with your swollen folds. He kept teasing for a few seconds, enjoying the sounds you made when desperate, before stopping and leaning down and kissing your forehead. “Don’t worry Sunshine. You’ll get fucked properly in a second, I’m just making a list of what we’re trying out next.”

Your nod was instantly replaced by a gasp and your entire body shaking in a second. You looked down, seeing his fat cock push inside your dripping hole and felt yourself melt from the inside out. His width kept expanding, pushing your walls further apart. Despite being still, raised straight and holding your legs apart, you could feel his girth mold your pussy around him. He was truly ruining you flr everyone else.

When your breathing slowed down, he pulled out slowly, chuckling when you cried out in displeasure. His hand found your cheek to caress it tenderly before stuffing his tongue between your lips out of nowhere.

He repeated the motion, pulling out of you and sliding back in slowly before picking up a rhythm, the kind that left you speechless. As he started fucking into you, the sounds of his thighs slapping against yours started resonating louder and louder.

“M-Mitch ! Feels so… So good ! P-Please ! Please more ! More !” You moaned, your hands gripping on the sheets as if you were scared of falling down without them.

His own fingers dug into your soft flesh, his cock pounding harder into you each time you’d let him hear how good he made you feel. The sound of his name coming out of your mouth in the most obscene of symphony wasn’t just a boost to his ego, it all went straight to his heart and into his dick. There was something deadly about the vision of you, laying under him, taking his abuse of your pussy to perfection.

He leaned back, watching the way your pussy would swallow him whole, taking every inch of him and begging for more. None of his dreams could even compete with having you really here. He couldn’t even count the amount of time he’d dreamt of fucking you, no, making love to you. It could possibly be expected from a teenager, hell he even dreamt that his hands were yours when he needed relief. But a grown man having wet dreams about his sister’s best friend on her knees for him, that had to be weird.

“Good, Sunshine, good girl… Taking me to perfection… Greedy little pussy, you just wanted me to fuck you silly huh Sweetheart ? Wanted to feel my cock buried all the way inside your tiny body huh ? You needed me to make you feel better than good, answer me.” He groaned into your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist and moving your body at however he pleased.

“Y-Yes ! Yes, God, yes ! Yes, yes ! M-Make… Make me feel ! Please !” You sobbed, wrapping your legs around his waist tightly.

Better than a simple display of strength, Mister Firefighter was treating your body like it was made of plastic, light and ready to be filled to the brim. Was he crazy for wanting to see his cum drip down your thighs ? Maybe, maybe not. All he knew is that he’d give you exactly what you were asking for.

Moving your body effortlessly, he spun you around, laying you flat on your chest and raising your hips while he grabbed handfuls of your ass to guide you under him. He looked down on you, his hand caressing your exposed back and your nape. With your face buried in the pillows, back arched and presenting yourself to him, he knew he wouldn’t last long.

He leaned over you, moving his hand from your hips to your swaying breast that he grabbed and played with, squeezing vigorously. Raised your head, turning it slightly and facing him. His nose rubbed your cheek, inhaling your scent just like he was used to.

His breathing was loud and so were his soft moans of pleasure. He kissed you, as passionately as before, all the sounds coming from your body being swallowed by the other. You pulled away to breath in, your head getting cloudier by the second.

“Mitch, Mitch, Mitch, fuck ! Fuck, I-… I…”

He heard and understood you, being in a similar situation himself. His kisses on your neck started again, his warm palm founding your stomach and pressing into it. There it was, the feeling of his tip invading your entire being. He fucked into you harder, the sounds of his sack slapping against your cunt and probably making it even more sensitive. He was ruthless, fucking you like he had years of repressed desires to make up for.

He stood straight, still pounding the life out of your dripping pussy, and grabbed your ass again, parting it wide and viewing the way his cock would come in and out. If he could, he’d take pictures or even paint them himself from memory. There was no way he’d forget that vision now.

“I’m cumming too Sunshine… I’ll fill you up real nice, I promise…” He swore, throwing his head back and pushing himself just a little more, his release getting closer and closer.

“Yes, yes, yes ! Please, please give me ! Give me your cum Mitch, please ! Oh, God ! F-Feels so good ! Oh fuck ! Fuck, fuck, fuck !”

You were losing your mind, his balls slapping your sensitive skin and even reaching your clit. You were desperate for more, starved for it, so much so that you had even started pushing yourself towards him, meeting his thrusts and parting your legs even wider.

“My greedy little cum slut, fuck, I can’t… Can’t hold it Sweetheart…” He grunted loudly, making your pussy vibrate in submission around him.

Then, it came. The flood. For the first time, in your life, and the second (or third, your brain was too fuzzy to keep up) time tonight, you came around him while he was cumming into you. Hard and messy, you both coated the other of your arousal. It felt hot and was truly sipping through each corner of your insides. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you collapsed into the pillows and took in every drop he let out inside you.

His own girth was getting soaked by your sweet juices. He watched his cum spill out of you and drip down your inner thighs, just like he had dreamt. He watched you, mesmerized by your submissiveness, his member jerking back to life when you tightened around him. He kept going back and forth into your canal, making sure that his cum wouldn’t go to waste.

You turned your face towards him, reaching for his lower stomach weakly. He groaned, smiling tenderly when you scraped his chest attempting to get him to stay still and with you. Your legs were still shaking and

“You need more already Sunshine ? Barely able to think straight and you already want more huh ?” He mocked playfully. You hid your face in the pillows and it was his turn to swoon internally. He leaned over your back, teasing you by slowly rolling his hips. “Don’t worry Sunshine. Mister Firefighter is going to give you as muck cock as you want.”

~

Mitch truly was a man of his words, and he was also a cuddler. After rounds after rounds, you had finally decided to stop, or at least, kind if stop.

Still buried deep inside you, he caressed your sides while you laid still and silent on top of his chest. After you had shown him you could ride him like a mechanic bull, he couldn’t let you escape that easily. His fingers felt good on you, soothing all of the pain you could feel. He did admit going a little too hard on you, but your face when overstimulated just… Irresistible.

You purred into the crook of his neck, kissing his collarbones and biting on them when you had the strength. You were content, you knew it, that was what joy felt like and you knew it thanks to the man kissing the crown of your head tenderly.

“I hope you’re aware that I’m not tolerating anymore running away Sweets. I’ll chase you all over the world if I have too. Be warned.”

You chuckled, raising yourself slightly to face him. You smiled, taking hold of his face and kissing his nose.

“You told me you loved me thirty minutes ago and you’re already okay with following me around the world ?”

“Obviously. I loved you since high school if you don’t remember. I was just waiting for you to stop running away here.”

“And all it took was for my workplace to catch on fire. Nice.” You mumbled against his chest.

You both laid there, in silence. Basking in the comfortable loving bubble you had both built around each other. Yeah, you were great.

“By the way, be careful when calling me Mister Firefighter. I might do something crazy like fuck you in uniform.”

[boymeetsweevil]

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“A moment alone with Yoongi after the award show has come and gone”

off the deep end**

Mermaid!Yoongi, College AU, interspecies canoodling, a bit angsty, ~17,500w

“Your new mermaid friend, Yoongi, helps you navigate the treacherous waters of love, sex, and National Geographic.”

bump and grind*

Idol AU, BH employee!Reader, ~3000w

“If someone told you that months after getting hired by BigHit to translate and subtitle VLive videos you would be at an idol’s birthday party with your ass pressed firmly against Jung Hoseok’s crotch, you wouldn’t have believed them.”

welcome to my channel (JHS)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1164w

“Unisex nail care routine feat. Hobi and red wine ;)”

who’s your favorite**

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, misbehaving in a Chili’s, ~1400w

“If you ask the man himself, it takes a half a year of going to a shitty family restaurant after work on Fridays for Hoseok to become your favorite. In reality, though, he just didn’t get the joke. OR

‘I give you dick. Good dick!’”

cover you in constellations

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, 987w

“Happy birthday to Jung Hoseok, the most beautiful”

hoping for the best**

Non-Idol AU, Lifeguards!Reader and Hoseok, friends to enemies to friends to lovers, ~24,300w

“He knows you two are linked though. You must know it too. It’s impossible to deny when you both reach climax at the same time during your first time, the breath leaving him like you knocked it out and your eyes rolling into the back of your head like he scratched stars there for only you to see.”

sleeping bags (and other unconventional cures for insomnia) (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, enemies to more than friends, ~2500w

Based off the prompt “snowed in with your enemy at a ski resort”

watch yourself**

Non-Idol AU, Dressing room Attendant!Hoseok, exhibitionist!Hoseok, ~7770w

“It starts with an invitation from your ex. It ends with Hoseok’s hands down your pants in said ex’s kitchen”

mistletoe

Non-Idol AU, friends to lovers, Christmas AU?, ~3300w

“Jimin just can’t seem to get a moment alone with you at this christmas party, and you just can’t seem to stop baking…”

welcome to my channel (PJM)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1093w

“Drugstore Haul plus mini Sephora Haul and Surprise :)”

blue, not blanc** (req)

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, pwp, ~4500w

Based off the prompt: ‘can u do a jimin smut where he has a thing for panties’

me, you, and this thing we have between us** (req)

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, pwp, ~3700w

You’re pregnant and jimin is…happy about it

slippery slopes ahead** (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, established relationship AU, pwp, ~6600w

“‘Look at you,’ he coos. ‘All this time I thought you were shy.’”

childhood bestie (bullet)

Non-Idol Au, Childhood Besties!Reader and Taehyung, 943w

what it would be like if you and taehyung’s moms were bffs, so you and taehyung were bffs from birth

welcome to my channel (KTH)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 667w

“Using Tom Ford Luna highlighters on my neighbor ;)”

a day in the life

Non-Idol AU, College AU, Roommates!Reader and Taehyung, slice of life, ~1900w

“A typical day living with Kim Taehyung consists of constant fights for the blanket and watching him steal your crop tops”

cougar** - 1, 2

Non-Idol AU, College AU, (slightly) Older!Reader, ~1400w + ~4700w

“…guys like him give off two very conflicting vibes. The first says ‘Wow, look at this handsome young man, I hope my kids are that beautiful’. The second says, ‘Wow, I want to have his kids’”

hectic halloween

Non-Idol AU, College AU, Best friends!Reader and Taehyung, language, ~1400w

Tae invites you to a Playboy™️ themed halloween party and a wardrobe malfuction of sorts occurs.

breathe you in** (req)

Popstar!Reader, Non-Idol!Taehyung, exes to lovers, ~7800w

Based on the prompt: Can I pls request an ex lovers trope with taehyung where you broke up with him , but he shows you he loves you and was never over you and wants to be together again? Thanks!

(welcome to) camp lonely heart**

Camp Counselors!Reader and Taehyung, fun with walkie talkies, friends to lovers, ~15,600w

It’s possible to find love in all sorts of places: In bars, in school, on apps. But what about through a walkie talkie?

heat index**

Non-Idol AU, established relationship AU, pwp, 2700w

“The town being in a heat wave puts Tae’s in a bit of a love drought. But even still, he makes do and (kind of) does you”

blood of the covenant* (to be rebooted) - 1, 2

Vampire!Reader, Human!Jungkook, College AU, Post-Apocalyptic(?) AU, 3476w+ ~3700w

“You’re an unregistered vampire trying your hardest to save up enough to go to school by working long hours and giving up meals. Unfortunately, the local university refuses to enroll starving vampires like yourself because they’re seen as threats. Desperate to get in, you take up Jeon Jungkook’s shady offer to help”

welcome to my channel (JJK)

Non-Idol AU, Youtuber!Reader, 1038w

“Cutting Men’s hair and talking about life feat. Kook :)”

blind!reader* (req)

Non-Idol AU, Blind!Reader, College AU, 4422w

Based off the prompt: Hi! I have a bts request! so the "prompt" is y/n were love at first sight for him, but y/n's life motto is "love is blind" because y/n is actually blind. this is just for fun, but I'd really like to read your take on it!! you can pick any of the boys. :)

for science**

Non-Idol AU, College AU, Nerd!Jungkook, very dramatic 

“Jungkook asks you to let him watch you get off. For science.”

The most magical place in hell (req)

Takes place somewhere after the events of FS, the gang goes on vacation...

bts as types of drunks

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, 2073w

the seven chaotic drunks™️ embodied

bts as types of (weird) babies in your daycare

Pre-school teacher!Reader, Babies!BTS, 4610w

the seven chaotic babies™️ embodied

bts as types of boyfriends

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, ~3295w

the seven chaotic boyfriends™️ embodied

sweetstupid moments with bts

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, ~2054w

More boyfriend shenanigans

sleepovers with sleepy bts

Non-Idol AU (?), the chaotic seven, ~2109w

Even more boyfriend shenanigans

SS series (under construction)

* = suggestive, ~nsfw ** = smut, NSFW (req) = requested

and then there were two** (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, established relationship AU, ~3480w

Based on the prompt: “what do u think abt college bf mark and awkward and fumbling first time”

Sequel: and then there were finals**(req), 2k

Based on the prompt: “mark lee from nct! college au and NSFW. finding time in between studying for finals.”

in your court (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, clueless crushes and matchmaking, ~10,900w

Based on the prompt: “what about ,, bff!haechan trying to set taeil and his awkward ass up with oc Or awkward!oc with his basketball teammate jaehyun. Honestly anything with bff!haechan.”

binary stars (req)

Non-Idol AU, College AU, friends to lovers, ~8,400w

love sometimes takes the form of gravity

Based on the prompt: “bff!hyuck + friends to lovers. college au and slightly nsfw or however nsfw u wanna make it”

the shape you make**

Non-Idol AU, Halloweentown AU, ~4,100w

“For both you and Johnny, there is something big holding you back from being intimate. At the yearly Harvest party, that something big becomes something known.”

Part of the Intimacy Anthology Project!

* = suggestive, ~nsfw ** = smut, NSFW (req) = requested

[taeguboi]

@taeguboi’s fiction masterlist [updated w/ summaries]

If you happen to like anything I have written, a coffee on kofi would be very much appreciated, thank you 😊

GENRES: ❤️ = fluff // 🔥 = angst // 💋 = smut // 🤹‍♀️ = polygamy / 3+ people involved // ❓ = sort of none of the above? or I can’t figure it out or it’s a series with a bit of everything to follow

✍️ = to be continued, incomplete series // ✔️ = complete series

💭 = “Would You Rather...?” responses from when I did an ask box drabbles game

🔀 = Shuffle Game responses from when I did an ask box drabbles game

RM x Reader

~ Fluff ❤️ boyfriend!RM ✧ 350 words ✧ quick untitled imagine ✧ 

‘Come rain or shine, you can always rely on Namjoon’

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~ A Care Package To You ❤️ boyfriend!RM ✧ 800 words ✧ lockdown imagine

What would Namjoon send you in your time apart in lockdown?

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~ All Worked Up 💋 boyfriend!RM ✧ 800 words ✧ 💭 04

A delayed raunchy picture of you finally sends to Namjoon’s phone on his bus home and your work isn’t too far away from his route...

~ Still Worked Up 💋 boyfriend!RM ✧ 1.3k words ✧ [part 2]  ✔️

...and this is what happens when he catches you on your lunch break

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~ On Hold, Hold On 🔥 boyfriend!RM ✧ 2k words ✧ lockdown imagine  ✧ 🔀 ‘EIGHT’ by IU and Suga ✧

A talk with Namjoon helps lift your mood when you start to feel a little lost in life

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RM x Member

~ Namjoon’s Crush ❤️ RM x Jimin ✧ 500 words ✧

‘What happens when Namjoon needs a place to stay because his keys have vanished into thin air and Jimin is the only one who can offer him a bed for the night to recover?’

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~ Alone, Together 💋 RM x Jimin ✧ 5.6k words ✧ student!au

‘It’s quite rare for Namjoon and Jimin to spend time without the other lads. For one of them, there is no apparent reason for this other than pure coincidence, whereas for the other, there is definitely a reason why he can’t be left alone with the man that somehow makes him weak at the knees.’

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~ Blanket Kick 💋🔥 RM x V ✧ 6.2k words total ✧ ...as idols ✧ bs&t era

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 ✍️? [See part 4 for the main smut, about 2.5k words]

Namjoon is confused and it doesn’t exactly help when his truth or dare forfeit is for Taehyung to sit on his lap. In a nutshell, Taehyung turns Namjoon into a hot mess.

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~ Intern 🔥❤️ RM x J-Hope // RM x Jungkook ✧ 20.2k words total ✧ about 3k words per part ✧ journalist!au / reporter!au ✧

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / ✍️?

Based on the K-Drama ‘She Was Pretty’ because I got major second lead syndrome. In which Namjoon has snagged an internship and his estranged childhood friend Hoseok is his boss. Also if you liked Namjoon’s purple hair, so does his new colleague, Jungkook.

Warnings: Flashbacks of bullying, shaming of homosexuality. Implied anxiety.

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Poly!RM 

~ Us... and Them 💋🤹‍♀️  RM x y/n x Jin x Suga x V ✧ 14k words ✧

You and Taehyung get more than you bargained for when you pick up in the club when you pull not one, not two, but three other men.

Jin x Reader

~ THE 🧡🔥 ✧ chef!Jin / waiter!Jin ✧ 14.3k words total ✧ restaurant!au  ✧  

[One of my earlier works so please expect much less than greatness, though you can probably tell from the titles]

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / ✔️

‘You peer into a shop full of things you can’t afford and that reminds you that at some point, you really need to get a job… Then into a restaurant that seems absolutely charming [...] You make eye contact with one of the workers. He is probably not that much older than yourself, quite a good looking face, actually, and a smile that enhances his looks.

‘‘Oh my god, he’s smiling at me! He’s going to think I’m some weirdo that watches people! Crap! Keep walking y/n!’’

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~ Mrs Kim 🧡 2k words ✧

parts: 01 / 02 / ✍️ 

I... don’t know how to summarise this one rip. Maybe I can do a better job if I get to writing the other parts. To be honest, I’m sorry guys, I need to make some better quality Jin content.

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~ A Care Package To You  🧡 boyfriend!Jin ✧ 650 words ✧ lockdown imagine ✧

What would Seokjin send you in your time apart in lockdown? 

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~ A Crush On You: Truth or Dare 🧡 2.1k words ✧ sleepover imagine ✧

In which Jungkook dares Seokjin to kiss his crush, you, at a sleepover.

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Jin x Member

~ Long distance scenario 🧡 Jin x Jimin ✧ 800 words ✧ quick untitled imagine ✧

In which Jimin is missing his boyfriend Seokjin

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~ Tease  🧡💋 Jin x V ✧ 4.2k words so far ✧

parts: 01 / ✍️ 

Taehyung has been visiting the local entertainment store daily without fail for the past two weeks for one reason only; the store’s handsome new employee, Seokjin. In these two weeks, Taehyung has bought a series of mostly useless things he doesn’t need, though he doesn’t mind one bit. It’s worth it so long as he can conjure up a conversation with the cutie behind the till.

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~ First Time 💋 Jin x Jungkook ✧ 2k words ✧ ...as idols ✧

In which Jungkook confides in his hyung that he’s never had sex. Seokjin is more than happy to accommodate.

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Poly!Jin

~ Us... and Them 💋🤹‍♀️ Jin x y/n x Suga x RM x V ✧ 14k words ✧

You and Taehyung get more than you bargained for when you pick up in the club when you pull not one, not two, but three other men.

Suga x Reader

~ Sweet Like Sugar 🔥💛 4k words ✧ school!au ✧

It’s that time of year again! Following the auditions in preparation for this year’s panto, the roles are announced! It seems the girls who are swooning over Taehyung aren’t the only ones who are jealous that you get a kissing scene with him... 

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~ “It’s Been A While” 🔥 1.7k words ✧ 

It sucks. Being the best friend of the guy you’re in love with and that you aren’t the girl who rests on his shoulder, sat on the other side of him. People have qualifications in being a surgeon, a model, a lawyer… You, on the other hand seem to be over-qualified in third-wheeling. You’ve had enough.

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~ “Sea” 🔥💛 2k words ✧ idol!au ✧

The struggles of debuting as a foreigner are hitting hard for you. Yoongi is pretty impressed by your voice though.

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~ Rocker Yoongi ❓ 800 words ✧ rocker!Suga ✧ untitled imagine request for Yoongi x Melinda ✧ 

Yoongi actually quite likes it when the barmaid he’s trying to flirt with doesn’t take any of his shit

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~ New Jumper 💛 boyfriend!Suga ✧ 550 words ✧

A little mistake with the laundry results in a cute new look for your boyfriend

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~ “Zzz” 💛 bestfriend!Suga ✧ 600 words ✧ 💭 01 ✧

It’s only the first film in to your little marathon and already Yoongi struggles to pay attention

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~ Locked Down in Tension  🔥 housemate!Suga ✧ 2.1k words ✧ 💭 02 ✧ lockdown imagine ✧

There’s just something about your housemate Yoongi that distracts you from doing anything productive. Tensions rise when he gets a little touchy-feely whilst watching a film together...

~ Locked Down in Tension [continued] 💋 housemate!Suga ✧ 5k + 4.8k words ✧ lockdown imagine ✧ 

parts: 02 / 03 ✍️

...and things escalate from that point onwards. Basically, you fuck each other.

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~ “Say You Love Me”  🔥💋 exboyfriend!Suga ✧ 2.5k words ✧ 💭 06 ✧

“An aura of suspense filled the room as you were alone with your ex boyfriend for the first time since you two had broken up [..] But now he is standing here in front of you, it feels just like yesterday. Any hint of progress you made in moving on, vanished. Any rational thoughts about what went wrong, faded. Any moments you were convinced you don’t need him, forgotten about.”

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~ A Crush On You: Truth or Dare 💛 2.1k words ✧ sleepover imagine ✧

In which Yoongi struggles to admit his crush on you.

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Suga x Member

~ Attention 💋 Suga x V ✧ 4.6k words ✧ dom!Suga ✧

Taehyung just really wants to get Yoongi’s attention. He definitely succeeds.

Warnings / Themes: Choking and daddy kinks [but neither are too prominent]

~ Switch  💋 Suga x V ✧ 6k words ✧ [part 2]  ✔️

Taehyung can’t stop thinking about that time with Yoongi at the hotel just over a week ago. Even just the sound of his hyung’s voice when they bump into each other at the local convenience store is a turn on.

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~ Sloshed ❓ Suga x Jungkook ✧ 700 words 

In which Yoongi and Jungkook get drunk together at a festival.

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Poly!Suga

~ Us... and Them 💋🤹‍♀️ Suga x y/n x Jin x RM x V ✧ 14k words ✧

You and Taehyung get more than you bargained for when you pick up in the club when you pull not one, not two, but three other men.

J-Hope x Reader

~ “Godammit Hoseok!” 💚/❓ bestfriend!J-Hope ✧ 1k words ✧ 

Your friend Hoseok is being a little menace as you’re trying to get ready.

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~ The Closet 💋 2.1k + 2.5k words ✧ college!au ✧

parts: 01 / 02 ✔️

You and your college friends with whom who you’re collaborating on a track speculate what’s behind that mysterious door in the studio. Also, you’re experiencing major red-light syndrome and the nerves are real...

One day, when it’s just you and Hoseok in the studio, you discover it’s unlocked only to find it’s just an empty cupboard... which you guess has plenty of room when lust overcomes you.

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~ “Oops”  🔥 1k words ✧ 

You broke off your fling with Hoseok because you couldn’t do it anymore. You loved him too much to be satisfied in having anything less serious than that with him. Now, he can’t stop thinking about you.

~ “Best Of Me” 💚 fwb!Hoseok ✧ 2k words ✧ links to “Oops” but can be read as a separate fic ✧

Pretty much a flashback to a day at the beach with Hoseok, Jimin and Taehyung in with you and Hoseok are insanely flirty.

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~ Secret college relationship 💚  260 words ✧ untitled imagine request for JHope x Brianna ✧

Pretty much what it says on the tin. Painfully short, sorry.

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J-Hope x Member

~ Intern 🔥 J-Hope x RM ✧ 20.2k words total ✧ about 3k words per part ✧ journalist!au / reporter!au ✧

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / ✍️?

Based on the K-Drama ‘She Was Pretty’ because I got major second lead syndrome. In which Namjoon has snagged an internship and his estranged childhood friend Hoseok is his boss. Also if you liked Namjoon’s purple hair, so does his new colleague, Jungkook.

Warnings: Flashbacks of bullying, shaming of homosexuality, implied anxiety

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~ Rocker J-Hope ❓ J-Hope x V ✧ rocker!J-Hope ✧ 1k words  ✧ untitled J-Hope x V imagine ✧

“That is a beautiful bloke” - Taehyung decides to go to the bar tonight. He likes who he sees there.

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Poly!J-Hope

~ “Roller Coaster” 💚🤹‍♀️ J-Hope x V x y/n ✧ 1.4k words ✧ 💭 05 ✧

You’re petrified of roller coasters. They just don’t seem safe. You’re forced to admit this when Taehyung is desperate to go on one.

Jimin x Reader

~ “It’s Been A While” 💙 1.7k words ✧ 

It sucks. Being the best friend of the guy you’re in love with and that you aren’t the girl who rests on his shoulder, sat on the other side of him. People have qualifications in being a surgeon, a model, a lawyer… You, on the other hand seem to be over-qualified in third-wheeling. You’ve had enough. 

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~ Long Time Coming 🔥💙 fwb!Jimin ✧ 2.5k words ✧ college!au ✧ 

You thought you could be a no strings attached kind of deal with Jimin... until you’re crying in the club because there’s nobody else like him.

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~ A Care Package To You 💙 boyfriend!Jimin ✧ 700 words ✧ lockdown imagine ✧

What would Jimin send you in your time apart in lockdown?  

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~ “Go Get ‘Em” 🔥💙 boyfriend!Jimin ✧ tall!reader ✧ 2.1k words ✧ ✧

You stopped wearing your favourite heels because you’re worried about what people say because you’re taller than your boyfriend Jimin. He loves you in those heels however, and is set on changing your point of view.

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~ High School Sweethearts 💙 boyfriend!Jimin ✧ 1k words ✧ 🔀 ‘OK’ by Strawberry Milk ✧

Various flashbacks with your high school sweetheart Jimin.

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Jimin x Member

~ Alone, Together 💋 Jimin x RM ✧ 5.6k words ✧ student!au

‘It’s quite rare for Namjoon and Jimin to spend time without the other lads. For one of them, there is no apparent reason for this other than pure coincidence, whereas for the other, there is definitely a reason why he can’t be left alone with the man that somehow makes him weak at the knees.’

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~ Namjoon’s Crush 💙 Jimin x RM ✧ 500 words ✧

‘What happens when Namjoon needs a place to stay because his keys have vanished into thin air and Jimin is the only one who can offer him a bed for the night to recover?’

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~ Long distance scenario 💙 Jimin x Jin ✧ 800 words ✧ quick untitled imagine ✧ 

In which Jimin is missing his boyfriend Seokjin

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Poly!Jimin 

~ poly!Jikook ❓🤹‍♀️ Jimin x Jungkook x y/n ✧ 900 words ✧ untitled imagine ✧

Jimin and Jungkook celebrate 5 months together with a night out clubbing. When Jungkook bumps into you, an old friend, Jimin gets jealous, at first.

V x Reader

~ Cuppa Tae 💜 series of linked drabbles ✧ 750 + 1.3k + 1.1k words ✧ 

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 

You barely know Taehyung but there’s something about him that makes your heart flutter.

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~ Nice To Meet You 💜 1k words ✧ ...as an idol  ✧

At a BTS VIP meet and greet, one of the boys stands out to you more than the others. It also seems one fan stood out to V more than the rest, too.

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~ Party Time 💋 2k words ✧ 

You sit on Taehyung’s lap when there’s nowhere else to sit. He’s embarrassed at the ‘problem’ he develops and you notice

“How about we have some fun on our own…?”

~ Coffee 🔥 1.5k words ✧  ✔️

Taehyung can’t stop thinking about that drunken night with you. He doesn’t know that you’re feeling the same way.

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~ Saudade 🔥💋 2.4k words ✧ ...as an idol ✧

You miss each other so badly. The boys’ schedule will probably always get in the way.

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~ Boxing Day 💜 bestfriend!V ✧ 1.3k words ✧ untitled drabble ✧

You take your bikes out for a ride and Taehyung takes you to an unfamiliar, pretty place.

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~ Uneasy 🔥💜 housemate! V ✧ 6.4k words ✧ student!au ✧

You’ve had enough of an unfulfilling relationship that does nothing but drain you. It’s time to move on with your life.

Warnings / Themes: Insecurity and low self esteem, coming out of a bad relationship, bullying flashbacks

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~ “It’s Complicated” ✍️🔥 housemate!V ✧ 900 words ✧ student!au

You left your relationship with Taehyung to be with him. Your new boyfriend is your soulmate, right?

“For fuck’s sake…” you exasperatedly sigh. “How did we go from 'Would you like a cup of tea?’ to ripping each other’s clothes off?”

Warnings / Themes: Cheating on a partner.

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~ Camping with V 💜 boyfriend!V ✧ 550 words ✧ 💭 08 ✧ unititled drabble ✧

“Taehyung always found you adorable. Particularly right now as you tried to keep a hold of the novelty sized beer can in your hands as you sit around the campfire with friends.”

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V x Member

~ Blanket Kick 💋🔥 V x RM ✧ 6.2k words total ✧ ...as idols ✧ bs&t era

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 ✍️? [See part 4 for the main smut, about 2.5k words]

Namjoon is confused and it doesn’t exactly help when his truth or dare forfeit is for Taehyung to sit on his lap. In a nutshell, Taehyung turns Namjoon into a hot mess.

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~ Tease 💜💋 V x Jin ✧ 4.2k words so far ✧

parts: 01 / ✍️

Taehyung has been visiting the local entertainment store daily without fail for the past two weeks for one reason only; the store’s handsome new employee, Seokjin. In these two weeks, Taehyung has bought a series of mostly useless things he doesn’t need, though he doesn’t mind one bit. It’s worth it so long as he can conjure up a conversation with the cutie behind the till.

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~ Attention 💋 V x Suga ✧ 4.6k words ✧ dom!Suga ✧

Taehyung just really wants to get Yoongi’s attention. He definitely succeeds.

Warnings / Themes: Choking and daddy kinks [but neither are too prominent]

~ Switch  💋 V x Suga ✧ 6k words ✧ [part 2] ✧ ✔️

Taehyung can’t stop thinking about that time with Yoongi at the hotel just over a week ago. Even just the sound of his hyung’s voice when they bump into each other at the local convenience store is a turn on.

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~ Rocker V ❓ V x J-Hope ✧ rocker!V✧ 1k words  ✧ untitled J-Hope x V imagine ✧

“That is a beautiful bloke” - Taehyung decides to go to the bar tonight. He likes who he sees there.

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Poly!V

~ Us... and Them 💋🤹‍♀️ V x y/n x Jin x Suga x RM ✧ 14k words ✧

You and Taehyung get more than you bargained for when you pick up in the club when you pull not one, not two, but three other men.

~ “Roller Coaster” 💜🤹‍♀️ V x J-Hope x y/n ✧ 1.4k words ✧ 💭 05 ✧

You’re petrified of roller coasters. They just don’t seem safe. You’re forced to admit this when Taehyung is desperate to go on one.

Jungkook x Reader

~ Moving On 🔥 husband!Jungkook ✧ 8k words total [each part more or less 2.5k] ✧

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 ✍️

Your marriage with Jungkook turned into a shambles. What went so horribly wrong?

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~ Making Out ❓ 2.3k words ✧

You teach Jungkook to be less shy around girls

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~ “Can’t Buy Me, Love” 🔥 coworker!Jungkook ✧ 7.7k words total ✧ 

parts: 01 / 02 / 03  ✔️

The beautiful man from across the room becomes an employee at your work. You have to witness him getting basic girls left right and center, all the while you fall head over heels for him.

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~Jungkook’s Noona 💗 boyfriend!Jungkook ✧ 450 words ✧

Jungkook is surprisingly mature.

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~ Wedding 💗 friend!Jungkook ✧ 600 words✧

Jungkook just like to bug you, knowing you’re quite sceptical about the whole wedding malarkey.

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~ “Take a Date to Skate” 💗 date!Jungkook ✧ 1.4k words ✧ 💭 03 ✧ 1980s!au

“You and Jungkook had been seeing each other for almost a couple of months now and were just seeing where things took you [...] It eventually became an unspoken protocol that Thursday night was date night since after every date, you’d both agree to see each other ‘this time next week?’”

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~ A Crush On You: Truth or Dare 💗 2.5k words ✧ sleepover imagine ✧

What happens in seven minutes in heaven with Jungkook?

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~ “She’s Mine Now”  ❓/ 💗✍️ drummer!Jungkook ✧ 7.1k words ✧ 

Jungkook gets the girl right in front of her lousy date’s nose.

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~ Somebody To Lean On ❓ friend!Jungkook ✧ 1.1k words ✧ 💭 07 ✧

An attempt to rekindle things with an ex reminds you of the jerk he was in the first place. It’s raining and Jungkook lets you in.

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~ Work Hard, Play Hard 💋 coworker!Jungkook / businessman!Jungkook ✧ 7.2k words ✧ office!au / business!au ✧

You get more than you bargained for on your business trip with colleague Jungkook…

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Jungkook x Member

~ Intern 🔥💗 Jungkook x RM ✧ 20.2k words total ✧ about 3k words per part ✧ journalist!au / reporter!au ✧

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / ✍️?

Based on the K-Drama ‘She Was Pretty’ because I got major second lead syndrome. In which Namjoon has snagged an internship and his estranged childhood friend Hoseok is his boss. Also if you liked Namjoon’s purple hair, so does his new colleague, Jungkook.

Warnings: Flashbacks of bullying, shaming of homosexuality, implied anxiety

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~ First Time 💋 Jungkook x Jin ✧ 2k words ✧ ...as idols ✧

In which Jungkook confides in his hyung that he’s never had sex. Seokjin is more than happy to accommodate.

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~ Sloshed ❓Jungkook x Suga ✧ 700 words ✧

In which Yoongi and Jungkook get drunk together at a festival.

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~ Don’t Mind Me 💋 Jungkook x Jimin ✧ 2.5k words ✧

There’s only so long Jimin can watch his boyfriend just sitting there being all hot and angry with his perfect hands on that game controller

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Poly!Jungkook

~ poly!Jikook ❓🤹‍♀️ Jimin x Jungkook x y/n✧ 900 words ✧ untitled imagine ✧

Jimin and Jungkook celebrate 5 months together with a night out clubbing. When Jungkook bumps into you, an old friend, Jimin gets jealous, at first.

All Members:

~ So Far Away 🔥💋 tbh cba to word count right now ✧ student!au ✧

parts: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10 / 11 / ✍️ [planning to rewrite this soon so if you see it gone, it’ll be back and hopefully better]

“For several months now, Jeon Jeongguk and Jung Hoseok had been ‘together’ but not together… It was unnecessarily complicated. They both liked each other but were clearly, as Jeongguk said, too stubborn to admit it to each other, perhaps even scared, given the fact that they used to hate each other.”

Basically loads of pairings [won’t give the context though]: hopekook, vkook, vmin, namjin, sugakookie... it’s all a big mess really, that’s why I’m rewriting it

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~ PAPER HEARTS headcanon ✧ 1.1k words ✧

Me making dumbass imagines of when any of the boys will have to enlist in the army.

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~ SKOOL LUV AFFAIR school!au ✧ 3.7k words so far ✧

Based on the album that is the fiction’s namesake - the concept of them all liking the same girl.

Where Did You Come From? [01] ✍️? 3.7k words

The new girl has a cold response towards Namjoon who has been asked to show her around... actually, she’s cold to anyone if they aren’t rich enough, at that.

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BTS Soulmate!AU Coming Up!

(Well at least I hope to continue it at some point lmao)

PROLOGUE: Mindful // PROLOGUE: Youthful // PROLOGUE: Hopeful

The Very Hopeful And I: BTS Soulmate!AU [01]

Part 1 of this soulmate!au… ^

For more from me

Reactions // MTLs // HCs // BTS as… // Chat Imagines // Moodboards // Timestamps

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Tag Game - Artist Edition

Rules: It’s time to love yourself! Choose your 5 favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Tagged by: @silver-latin-and-salt​ and also @thelightofthebane​ (that thing you tagged me in in May XD)

Tagging: @toughpaperround​ @lynne-monstr​ (only if you want to of course ;D)

1) Fortress of Shadows (Sparks of Light) [Malec, 4k royalty arranged marriage AU]

The war between Alicante and Edom is short-lived. The nephilim's runes and swords are no match for magic and fangs and claws. Alec stands stone-faced beside his mother's throne, watching with clenched teeth as the king of Edom parades through the heart of their castle, radiating power and magic and indifference. He demands land and crops and an obscenely skewed trading agreement for the future. “And,” Asmodeus lets his eyes wander over the crowd in the room like a predator lazing under the sun, seemingly languid but unable to hide the dangerous spark lurking underneath. He stares right at Alec. “You.”

I really like this one, mostly because I can still scarcely believe I actually managed to trick my muse into writing a complete AU haha what a personal triumph XD

2) i bruise easily (so be gentle when you handle me) [Malec, 1k soulmark trope, mostly canon compliant]

Every souled creature bears a mark on their ankle, a symbol that reflects the core of their being, their very essence. Once you fall in love with someone their mark appears somewhere on your body and never fades til the day you die.

Magnus's skin has borne no more than seventeen marks for the past century. Two weeks after he meets Alec Lightwood an eighteenth blooms into existence.

Writing this was an experience. I knew what specific atmosphere I was going for with this fic and I think I got it right, so that’s neat.

3) leap of faith [Malec, 2k PoV of a canon scene]

Blinking his eyes open languidly he scans the room for the source of the mysterious sound and finds it on the couch across from him in the form of a Shadowhunter sprawled out awkwardly on the cushions, feet crammed against the armrest, his left arm hanging off entirely and his lips parted around a faint snore. Alec Lightwood, eldest child of Robert and Maryse Lightwood, and walking, breathing contradiction.

[Magnus's POV of the morning after their accidental sleepover in 1x06 (technically 2x18).]

I can’t even really say what it is about this fic that I like so much? I just like it haha. I think it has some nice phrasings and I like to re-read it.

4) Look I know this is cheating but I honestly really like all of my Untamed fics so far? I’m inordinately pleased with them, much more than I am with my average Shadowhunters fic. Idk. The Untamed demands and inspires me to write very flowery with lots of lyrical descriptions and parallelisms but also with a sharp focus on character study. These fics take longer than Sh fic to write and are much shorter, but I really enjoy the results so far.

5) Inspired by my two dear taggers I tried to think of something artist-y I did outside of fic writing and realized I actually did XD I’m a huge crocheting enthusiast and a few months back I did some Untamed-inspired character aesthetic ribbon thingies and damn, I love them. Barely a day goes by that I don’t thread a few of them into my hair. Have a look!

Yunmeng Siblings! aka Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng, Jiang Yanli

TWIN JADES!! THEY OWN MY HEART!! aka Lan Xichen & Lan Wangji

Troubled Masterminds aka Jin Guangyao and Nie Huaisang

And of course Songxiao! The bright moon and gentle breeze Xiao Xingchen + The distant snow and cold frost Song Lan. (Obviously I couldn’t keep these two separate if I tried, hahaha)

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I'll be your Knight

[ GENRE: fluff, slight angst

Pairing: Jimin×Reader , Taegi

Soulmate!Taehyung, best friend!Yoongi

Word count: 2k+]

[Summary: When Y/n met Jimin she knew that it was a love at first sight. But she didn't expect the consequences that came with loving him. After their unwilling separation will Y/n be able to do what it takes to get him back?

A story of love, loss, fight, dreams, and friendship...]

Chapter I: My Best Friends

The hustle bustle of the airports never failed to amaze me. The Incheon Airport was no exception. Landing here I realized how much I missed my hometown, the air, the people, the stories. I hoped nothing much changed in my two years in UK. It's my last year in university. The university conducts a student exchange program for the last year students every year for six months and I was lucky enough to get transferred to SNU.

                                 I breathed in the air and looked at my watch. My best friend Taehyung was supposed to pick me up from the airport. I told him that I'd call him once I have landed but I was in no hurry. Spending time and observing people in populated areas is one of my favourite things to do. So many people and each one of them have so many stories to tell. 

                        My thoughts got cut off in the middle by the beeping sound of my phone.

After waiting for about half an hour I saw the signature boxy smile that I am so much used to since childhood approaching me. I felt the warmth spread in my heart in this chilly winter. He crossed the crowd with much efficiency and hugged me tightly. After hugging me for good five minutes he let me breath. I saw his eyes twinkle with mischief.

"So, I may or may not have a surprise for you." Tae said giggling.

"You gotta be kidding me! I have a surprise for you too!"

"Wait! Why are you wearing that ridiculous hat? You never cover your hair like that. It can't be what I think it is!!"

With one swift movement Tae removed both of our hats revealing our hairs and I knew that we shouldn't be surprised but still we were. Both Tae and I had dyed our hair the same colour, frosty chestnut with green highlights.

                                    We have been best friends and soulmates too since childhood. There were enough evidences about that since we met. We both were born on the same day at the same time. I don't know if this could be considered as a soulmate sign or not but I do believe it as one. Our first meeting was not that eventful though. Tae moved into our neighborhood when we were in kindergarten. We became friends and as days went by we became inseparable. We can tell what the other is thinking about a certain matter whether or not we look into each others eyes about almost everything. If one of us is extremely happy or sad or any other emotion is really strong then the other one of us can feel it, the distance doesn't matter. One can think that may be we are in a relationship. That's true though, we are indeed in a relationship, the soulmate relationship. Soulmates don't always necessarily have to be lovers, do they? No, we are not lovers, we are best friends.

                     Seeing that I realized how much I missed Tae. I hugged him once more tightly as a drop of tear trickled down my cheek. In my heart I could feel that Tae too was feeling as heavy and at the same as happy as I was.

                        On our way back we kept on arguing on who looks better with the hair colour. After we got in the car the ride was like the normal ones Tae and I have always had. Tae blasted the car's music system and we sang and screamed along with it. Our daily car ride routine also included stopping at multiple ice cream and candy stores. Today wasn't any different.

                 All these took us an hour before we arrived home. When mum opened the door I literally jumped into her arms. Dad was standing behind mum smiling and signalling me to hug him too. Gosh! I missed this warmth and homely feeling too much. The coffee shop near the university campus was the only place where I could confine whenever I felt homesick.

                Taking a quick shower I came down to the dining room. All of them were waiting for me. A person was missing though, and I know where he was.

"Yea! Finally strawberry pie!!" Tae screamed like a child. Mom and dad laughed at his antics as they always do. I am so used to these things that I just rolled my eyes and smacked him, but deep down I smiled as I always do.

  "Yah!" He cried and then whispered in my ear "that didn't hurt~!" and made faces at me. I made faces at him back.

Mom said controlling her smile," yah! You two! Stop bickering and eat!"

           Looking at his plate, Tae whined,"You promised me that you'll give me a whole pie! That's not fair!"

           Mom couldn't control her laughter. She said,"Calm down Mr. Tae Tae, I made another two pies, give one to your parents and treat yourself one. Ok? Are you happy now?"

                 Hearing this Tae grinned from ear to ear and giggled like a baby that he is.

                         I hoped that evenings like these were permanent in my life.

                      Suddenly mom jerked me,"Hey where's your mind? You still didn't comment on the pie!" 

I made my eyes as much big as I could and said," You know what the bubbles in my stomach are saying after eating this pie? Unbeliebubble."

                   Dad laughed so hard at this joke that I was startled at first and then I started laughing too. Mom didn't know how to react to this and Tae facepalmed saying," ISTG! If you don't stop hanging out with Seokjin hyung then I'll find myself a new best friend."

"You can't do that because no one is going to survive your insanity like I do. Besides Jinnie is my only closest friend back there who can keep me sane when I miss you all like crazy!" I replied hugging mum. And Tae made the perfect guess,"I bet you spend more time in Jin hyung's cafe than any other places in the campus!" I looked at my mum and smiled sheepishly.

"You should tell Jin to visit us someday here. He is a lovely boy!" Mom said while putting the dishes away. "Of course mum, he is the loveliest boy!" said this mischievous best friend of Tae while sticking out a tongue at him.

                         Suddenly I remembered and asked Tae, "Hey aren't you going to the underground club today?"

"Which day is it?" asked a calm Tae.

"Saturday, you dumb head!"

"Oh shit! I can't miss Yoongi hyung's performance! Go get ready quickly, we are leaving in fifteen!"

                            Our friend circle is incomplete without Yoongi. Min Yoongi, the parent in our group of three, the protector, the rapper, the brilliant musician and our best friend. Missing him had always made me realise his role in our lives and his qualities distinctively. Since childhood whenever Tae and I got into any problem Yoongs protected us.

                             When Tae and I first started going to middle school we used to get bullied a lot. Specially me because I was really weak looking and in order to save me Tae also got bullied. After the third month Yoongs noticed us and told off the bullies. For some reason they were all afraid of him. But we knew that he was one of the sweetest person ever. After that Tae almost everyday began to hang out with him and seeing Tae me too went to hang out with Yoongs. In spite of being two years older than us he became a permanent and vital part of our group. And surprisingly enough his home was in the same neighborhood.

                             Four years ago when Yoongs started performing at the underground club "Youth" we never missed his performances. As his friends we were his greatest supporters and Tae was his biggest fanboy. Even after I went away Tae never stopped attending and he always took videos so that I never miss a single performance. But videos and video calling is a thing and seeing everyone and everything in person is another.

                         I hadn't told Yoongs that I was coming back today and told Tae to not tell him. "It's a surprise!" I smiled thinking about it. I noticed that there was something unusual when the car didn't take the turn it was supposed to take. Instead it was going to the middle of the city. Well, I love surprises so I controlled my curiosity. When the car stopped in front of "Young Forever", one of the biggest underground clubs in Seoul, Tae noticed me while laughing that I couldn't close my opened mouth. I was too shocked to say anything. I never ever imagined that I could come here. Now I realized why Tae told me to dress up properly and why did he stopped at his house to change too. It was like a dream come true specially for Yoongs.    

                                  I clearly remembered whenever we used to have a sleepover in any of our houses we would build blanket forts and in all those sleepless nights Yoongs would go on about his dreams, Tae and I would stare at his starry eyed and wonder what it would be like to dream and achieve. I guess dreams do come true, sooner or later. And this was just a start for Yoongs.

                      Tae got special passes from Yoongs by which at least two people could get inside. So we were let in with a bow. This treatment made me feel as if I was a royal. I smiled to myself and told Tae,"So this is what feels like to be a royal, like a princess!"

Tae was about to say something but we were already in front of the stage and Yoongs performance was about to start. He had changed his earlier stage name from Suga to Agust D. Except the habit of saying "Suga" so much had changed but I wasn't ready for THIS! This level up was on another level.

We hyped him from the audience as we have always done. But I clearly felt a tinge of a feeling that one feels when you're really happy seeing someone whom you really love and I clearly knew where that feeling was coming from. I looked at him and noticed the heart eyes he was giving to Yoongs.

"Does Yoongs even know about this?" I thought to myself. "I have to do something about them!" and I facepalmed mentally.

                    Yoongs' performance ended after an hour and it got the most applause from the audience. He didn't even notice us while performing. We went to the backstage and Yoongs looked at us as if he was totally expecting us, tch tch, expecting Tae. But when he realised that it was me beside Tae, he looked as if he had seen the sun rising from the west. "I'll be damned." was his first response. I have never been fond of gummy smiles other than his.

                                 "Can I have an autograph please Mr. Min Yoongi? I am a really big fan of yours."

  "Yah! this kid!" Yoongs tilted his head slightly and shook his head smiling. No one calls us kid other than Yoongs and we love that, totally.

"Today's my treat, let's go to aunt's restaurant. After you left we almost stopped going there." Yoongs said while hugging me.

  "So you are rich now! We have been saved from poverty oh God!" I exclaimed dramatically.

  "Will you ever stop being so dramatic? And FIY I am not that rich, not yet, and that's why I am treating you there at aunt's place. Plus the club  is going to pay me a decent amount on the days I perform here, you know high class priorities and all."

                  Tae snatched Yoongs from me and with the boxy smile permanent on his face he rushed us out.

       The ride to aunt's kimchi place was a total insane one. We recorded Yoongs' performance at the club, so we played it all along the way on car's speakers and jammed and screamed loudly with it while bopping our heads with every power in our body. Yoongs was scolding us as loudly as he could while driving but I knew he was happy, a lot. 

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A/N: So, another story, another au, a new series. I hope you guys will like it. Please do leave reviews. Thank you for reading. The next part will be uploaded a few days later. Love you 💜💜💜

And a special thank you to @indecisivefangirling for making me realise that soulmates aren't necessarily lovers. Love you sweetheart 💜

[squishy-min-suga]

Best costume

Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: swearing, alcohol

Genre: Fluff

Word count: ~2k

A/N: My second fic, I accidentally published this wayyy late

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Halloween.

The spookiest time of the year.

Full of ghosts, skeletons, ghouls, screaming kids, last minute costumes, and you can’t possibly forget every single possible thing becoming a ‘slutty costume’.

Slutty nurse? Got it.

Slutty cat? For sure.

Slutty Elmo? You bet.

But this year, picking out a costume had been the last thing to do. You had been too caught up with your friends and planning a good Halloween party to really care about your apparel.

Around 5, you had finally got the last bit of the food set out in your home that you managed to turn into a decent 'haunted house’ with just rolls of orange and black streamers, blackout curtains, some different colored lights here and there. Your friends and a few other friends of theirs are expected to be arriving in just a few hours. Giving you enough time to quickly gather a costume together just before they arrive.

“Brainstorm time. Let’s goooo-” Trying to pump yourself up to think of a costume, you ran to your room, nearly tripping over a pumpkin decoration on your way there. “Ideas, ideas, ideas. Hmm.” You opened your closet, shuffling through what you could think of quickly.

“Hm, maybe Where’s Waldo?” You mumbled, grabbing an old red and white stripped shirt, shaking your head and tossing it to the side.

You got your hands on an old graphic tee with a fake shell bra as the design, “Hipster..modern mermaid?” Scoffing you tossed the shirt to the side, “Yeah no.”

Idea, after idea, a pile of clothing had managed to swallow at least a fourth of your room. “Why didn’t I try to figure this out earlier.” You groaned before leaning back and flopping into the quilted sheets of your queen sized bed.

 After shoving a few shirts off your bed in a frustrated manner, you curled up into a ball and started reconsidering life without a costume. Slowly, your eyes closed, you had managed to tire yourself out from stressing so much about a Halloween costume that your mind drifted off into a light sleep.

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Suddenly your ears filled with the sound of your phone going off, causing you to jolt awake. “Shit I fell asleep!” You started cussing yourself out as you desperately scrambled around to find your phone. Quickly finding the pesky device under a few pairs of clothes, answering whomever was calling you.

“Hello?”

“Y/N answer the door, we’ve been knocking for 10 minutes. Are you even inside?” The recognizable voice of Namjoon spoke softly, chuckling but easily could be losing his shit.

“Yeah! I’m so sorry, I passed out.” Hanging up, you walked over to the door, doing a mental walk of shame for not having a costume as you knew everyone would have some sort of fun outfit on.

Upon opening the door, you were greeted by the many faces of good friends dressed as spooky creatures, you smiled enjoying their creativity but feeling embarrassed for not having a costume as well. “Welcome everyone, come in.” You stepped away as everyone rushed in, looking around and complimenting the decorations.

“Y/N, you’re not in costume?” Hoseok knocked you out of your thoughts, looking him up in down in his silly flower costume.

“Yeah, I kinda forgot to get one and I fell asleep while picking out something.” You sheepishly replied, laughing softly. “Let’s just say I’m an adult who can’t really adult.”

Hoseok laughed and nodded, “So, yourself?” He teased, making you giggle.

“Well youre not wrong. Thanks Hoseok.” Just as you finished your sentence, he shuffled off to go talk with Tae, who you recognized as he was dressed as Snow White. You laughed at the thought of Taehyung as Snow White with Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jin, Jimin, and Jungkook as the dwarves. Thinking about it, Yoongi actually did look like a dwarf.

“Hey, Y/N.” Speak of the devil and he shall appear, literally. Yoongi had his teal hair slightly messy with a pair of dark red devil horns sticking out. He smiled softly as he had grabbed your attention.

“Hey Yoongs or shall I say Satan.” You rubbed the back of your neck, looking at the details of his face a bit more. You noted the dark eye makeup that he clearly didn’t do himself, his soft smile flashed the fangs he had.

“Yeah, I thought the devil would suit me. It also may have been the first thing I saw when I went to the costume store.” Yoongi sheepishly replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “But hey it works and at least I have a costume unlike someone.” He gave a quick up and down look at your casual outfit.

You reached out and poked his side, “At least if I did have a costume I would have put a little more thought into it.” You smiled, repeating the same poking motion in rapid succession before he swatted your hand away.

“Hey, I did put thought into this, do you not see my makeup, my fangs, or my outfit?” Yoongi made a gesture to the black ripped jeans with his white T-shirt tucked in paired with a worn out black leather jacket and black converses, laughing under his breath.

With a roll of your eyes you replied curtly, “That’s literally your everyday outfit, I already assumed those are the only pieces of clothing you owned.”

Yoongi shrugged, “I mean you’re right, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t put thought into it.”

“Mhm, sure. Well I don’t need a costume to drink, so, let’s get this party started.” You left the handsome devil behind as you rushed to the kitchen, passing by the radio and turning up the music that already had been playing.

Namjoon had already been getting into the alcohol as you made it to the kitchen. “Tsk, Joon, drinking without me?” He chuckled and passed you one of the few solo cups of liquor he had poured. Another hand reached and grabbed one of the other glasses, glancing up, you were a little surprised to see that Yoongi had followed you into the kitchen. He smirked slightly as he brought his cup to his mouth, quickly downing it.

Your competitive nature instantly saw this as a challenge of sorts, making you instantly chug down your first cup. You grabbed a second as Yoongi reached for his, making him raise his eyebrows before he started smirking again, his fangs a bit more visible. Soon you were in a mental competition with Yoongi, downing as many cups as you could. He really didn’t seem to care, just nonchalantly drinking the alcohol and making conversation with Namjoon.

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You walked, well really shuffled, your way around the living room, making conversation with the other party goers as they listened, talked, or danced. Upon spotting Yoongi lazily laying on one of the couches, you shuffled your way over, sad that he wasn’t interacting with anyone. “Yoongi-” A whine spilt out of your mouth as you stood by the couch.

Yoongi’s eyes slightly opened, he raised his eyebrows whilst looking up at you while he was laying. “Yeah Y/N?”

With no warning what so ever, you sat down on Yoongi’s chest, causing him to cough.

“Yoongs you need to interact with people, its a party, not a sleepover.” You continued to sit on him even though he tried to push you off, his hands on your thighs.

“Y/N- Move- I don’t wanna interact with anyone.” He spoke grumpily, but you could sense the small laughter in his words. “Get off.”

You proceeded to move but instead of sitting you started full on laying on top of Yoongi. “Nah, I’m good, I’m gonna make you interact with me.”

He looked at you calmly, just blinking for a second before answering. “Well fine, but seriously you reek of alcohol.” He joked, cracking a smile.

“Oh hush, I won the competition of who could drink the most. So, in your face.” You stated and poked his nose, causing him to scrunch his nose up in return before sighing. “There was no competition, Y/N,  but whatever makes you feel better about your unhealthy habits.”

“Shh, no more words, I have an idea for my costume since it was a big deal earlier. I finally know what I wanna be.” You quickly strung words together in your drunken state, tapping your finger on his mouth. “How about, I dress up as your girlfriend?”

Yoongi raised his eyebrows once again at your proposition, feeling a smile coming on.

♡"Only if you stay in character all year"♡

[jin0]

What A Scary King

Summary : King Mitchell is known for being cold and distant. Some would even say scary. And if it seems like you're the only one saved from his temper, he knows how to prove the gossip wrong, even more when you ask him to be nice.

Pairing : King!Mitch Rapp x Royal Guard!Reader

Warnings : 18+ ONLY, Minors DNI, pet names, smut, degradation, power unbalance, mean mitch, creampie, titty worship, slight manhandling, overstimulation too if you squint, mitch being really rough on reader, kinda fluffy too in some places (i made the man a little sweet to balance it out :)).

A/N : second one for you birdie !! hope you enjoy :)

There she was, strutting down the hallway of the castle, looking as fresh as a morning flower and as joyous as the sun. She reminded of the sun, ironically, probably looking ten times brighter. She could light up a room with her smile making hearts melt was her specialty and she surprised more than one when meeting her.

That girl was you. You were the embodiment of the sun in this dull ancient castle.

In a place where power ruled over everything else, a constant fight to keep it or get it for ourselves as well as money and adoration from the people, you skipped freely, as if nothing truly bothered you. You were the only free in this fancy diamond cage. That was what had attracted Mitch’s attention first, how free you looked, happy and just bubbling in excitement at practically everything. He wouldn’t deny the fact that he found you annoying and excessive in your reactions at first. He would even say that you were actually too bright and it was painful for his eyes.

Mitch was completely opposite to you. Just like Edward Cullen, he looked like he was in pain at each interaction he was having. Visibly uncomfortable or just bored out of his mind, he just couldn’t help his incapacity to care. He looked just about perfect for the role too, messy hair and scowl who could make a war veteran cower. Was he doing it on purpose ? Yes, people wouldn’t approach him and would approach you directly.

The problem was that people were supposed to talk to him. He was the king and you were just his personal bodyguard.

You tried to help him put himself out there but King Mitchell was definitely not the easiest to deal with. He always found a way to get his way and that meant letting you blabber around with important people while he found a way to stand there and watch you or just disappear. And you couldn’t say or do much, because he was the boss. But you did speak, because that’s all you ever did, talk.

“Your Highness ! Your Highness, stop walking! Wait !”

He couldn’t hide the grin on his face, clearly amused by the situation, just like the rest of the staff watching it unfold. It wasn’t unusual but they had to act as if they weren’t seeing it. As usual, there you were, running after the King, trying to have the usual conversation.

You were still following him, this time through the hallways of his quarters, forbidden to most, except you. You lived there, and not with the other bodyguards, for a reason unknown to them and the rest of the staff.

He kept walking and you kept running, trying to catch up to him, which was lore difficult than it seemed. In your defense, the King had longer legs, and he had disappeared about five minutes before you noticed and started running after him.

“King Mitchell, stop ignoring me and stop walking too !” You huffed, sounding out of breath.

You were still running when you slammed violently against his back, the bastard had stopped now only and probably on purpose too. He was trying you, and succeeding too.

You let out a grunt of annoyance, breathing in slowly to catch your breath while he stood there, like a greek statue. The man turned around and smiled widely at the glare you threw his way.

“That’s not a way to look at you king, princess.” He said, tilting his head and grabbing your waist in his hands.

You looked around frantically, making sure that no one could see you before kicking him in the shin.

“Don’t say that ! If people hear you, they’re going to have my head on a platter.”

He chuckled, leaning down to kiss your cheek tenderly. His hand came up to your face, holding it tenderly and in that moment, you slightly forgot the reason why you’d been running after him. Mitch was rarely as tender and soft with anyone, but you were the exception again. When he kissed your forehead then your eyelids, you wanted to melt in his arms.

“I’m the king. No one will have your head, ever.” His lips were soft on your skin, soften than they looked. And so were his hands, they felt like clouds. Maybe you were tired from running but you suddenly felt sleepy.

A sudden boost of energy ran through your entire body, waking you up and making you gasp loudly, you’d been played again. You groaned in frustration, kicking his shin again and earning a glare from him. You raised an accusing finger at him, your own glare making him lose his to a smile.

“Don’t you dare look at me like that ! You have an important meeting, your Highness ! Let’s go.” You snapped, grabbing his hand and dragging him away. It was strange for most to see this, because he was still the king, but he allowed himself to be pulled around like a petulant child.

Entering the conference room, you bowed politely, apologizing for the delay and announcing the king in. You watched him sit himself ay them head of the table after saluting the guests and ran to stand next to the other body guards.

You always loved to see him try and focus, even when he was visibly bored. He would always try his best when you asked and it did make you feel special. Deep in your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed the man silently walking towards you until he leaned down and whispered in your ear.

“You need to share your secrets on how to tame the King.”

You jumped, turning towards the man and recognizing him instantly. He was one of you friends from when you were still in training. Giggling to yourself, you turned towards him to discreetly whisper back.

“I wish I could, but then I wouldn’t be able to exclusively call myself the royal whisperer…”

You both laughed, beginning a conversation and reminiscing about the years you had shared at the academy. Most of it revolved around him talking about the things that hadn’t changed, from your constant smile to his own awesome jokes, you both complimented each other well. It reminded you of the duo you formed back then.

For the rest of the meeting, you both stayed close, discussing your lives and the projects you had, it felt refreshing. You completely forgot where you were and what you usually did during those boring meetings. You often found yourself saving Mitch by justifying his cold reactions or sarcastic answers, but today you were truly enjoying yourself. Now, you absence was noticed.

Maybe it was childish of him, he was the king after all. But that same position made it okay for him to do whatever he pleased. And it meant being an absolute ass the whole time. It usually took less for you to rush to his rescue but here, nothing. He couldn’t even feel your presence around him, and when he turned around, he figured out why.

Did he feel all soft inside seeing your bright face ? Yes. He hated those meetings as much as the next but seeing you around him, smiling bright made it better. Now, was he happy to see the guy with his hand on your arm, making you laugh ? Not so much. He knew you were bored and trying to entertain yourself, but that hand, he wanted it off.

Completely ignoring his guests, who seemed to let him do what he pleased, he turned fully towards you, watching you both talk about whatever. When your friend cut himself off mid sentence to turn towards the king who was purposefully glaring at him, you sigh internally.

“I see you both seem to be having a very interesting conversation. Would you care to share with the rest of us ?”

“I’m sorry your Highness, we we-“

“We were discussing her evolution in the ranks as a guard.”

Your head snapped towards the man next to you, looking at him with surprise. You expected him to hide behind you or stay silent but in contrary.

You watched your boss readjust himself in his seat, his interest clearly picked by the answer. Indeed, most would be scared to respond to him, or even just look at him, he wasn’t known for being the nicest or having the best patience.

“What about her evolution ?”

“It’s an example in the academy, you Highness. She represents a lot for us, like a goal to archive or someone to be inspired by. No one ever climbed so fast and stayed up this long. She’s always a fun topic to discuss with the other recruits, mostly since you personally appointed her when most of your advisers had doubted the decision.”

If they could see how hot your face was in that moment, they would laugh. You hated being the center of attention, or at least noticing the attention around you and currently it was all on you. You could see Mitch’s little grin, signaling that the answer had either genuinely amused him or pleased him. Whichever it was, it was clearly better than him glaring at your friend. That grin, only you noticed it, because to others it just looked a little scary and threatening, like he was plotting something dark and vicious.

You adverted your gaze to avoid his eyes on you, they always pulled the worst reactions at the worst moments and you hated being so exposed. He’d would argue that on many occasions you enjoying being exposed, even loving the idea of being caught in those moments. He was digging into your soul with those eyes and making sure that you couldn’t escape it.

For a few more seconds, said seconds feeling like minutes, both men stared at each other while you hid in yourself. Suddenly, Mitch audibly chuckled, stunning everyone in the room. He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled.

“I see you’re a good judge of character. She is one on the my greatest prides. Happy to know that her growth is admired by others as much as I admire it.” He declared, his eyes completely focused on you.

He turned back towards his associates, but not before sending you a subtle wink. You practically choked, scared by the blunt act in public. You fractionally looked around, lucky that most were smiling to themselves but none seemed to have noticed the king’s playful act.

~

For the minutes left to the meeting, you stood in semi silence, responding to your friends few jokes. You weren’t really focusing on anything other than Mitch and the way his deep voice resonated around the room. Commanding was his job but it didn’t mean you couldn’t feel all mushy inside when his voice cut through the room and brought out instant silence and obedience.

When it was over, everyone saluted each other, your friend giving you a short hug and telling you good luck with the scary king. You laughed before returning to Mitch who was glaring at him with that horrible smile once again. You watched everyone empty the room before it was your turn to leave. The walk to his quarters was silent but as soon as you both felt and seemed completely alone, you turned to face each other.

The grin on his face meant nothing good while the scowl on yours meant nothing good either. When you started hitting his arm, he started laughing, probably expecting this exact reaction from you.

“You absolute idiot ! Why do you do things like that !” You exclaimed, still hitting him.

Your arms were stopped by his firms hands and you were pushed again the nearest counter. He grabbed the back of your thighs and lifted you up to sit you on it, keeping your thighs open to settle himself between them. His face found the crook of your neck and his nose dove in, rubbing against your collarbone and inhaling your scent.

He would always bath in your scent during meetings like these, you’d stay close and he would take deep breaths to smell you and feel the calmness exuding out you. You were his peace, his calmness, his control. He might’ve been the king but you called the shots and you probably had no idea. Whatever plan or idea you had for this country, you’d share in the middle of the night while he held you close to his chest, holding your naked body and massaging you to sleep. Whatever you said, he would listen and make a mental note in his head to make it happen.

His nose was replaced by his lips and his hands moved away from your waist to slide under your uniform shirt. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close and tight with his boa like grip. His free hand kept roaming, exploring your chest and grazing your under breasts.

This was his way of decompressing and the grunt coming out of his mouth and being muffled by your neck told you that it was time to do your part. You smiled, laying a hand on his back and raising it up softly to his nape. Your nails grazed the back of his neck before reaching the real point of relaxation he wanted you at. You felt him exhale in relief when your soft fingers started massaging his scalp.

The kisses against your skin that followed were all cut by his peaceful moans of pleasure and little groans of comfort.

“Fuck, I needed this…” He whispered, feeling his whole body lose strength. His grip on you even lessened, his body too relaxed to keep such a tight grip on you.

You stayed silent, rubbing all the tension and exhaustion away. These were your favorite moments with the King. He was always the best with you and you understand the risks of generosity and niceness coming from a king. You understood it all too well, but you couldn’t help the memories of the people thinking that he was scary or mean. Your Mitch, he was like a wolf, it took more than nice words and acts to have his trust and care, but once you received them, it was all he gave you.

You took your hand out of his hair to hold his face and pull it away from you to look into his eyes. There he was, tired but loving and gentle. You could feel it in the smile he gave you, this goofy smile only you could see, the kind that ripped away all the layers of royal etiquette he had to hide under to protect himself and the people he loved, you included.

“Why can’t you be nice and sweet with everyone, just like you are right now with me…?” You asked with a pout.

He grabbed your wrists and tilted his head to the side, looking slightly confused.

“What do you mean ?”

“Everyone keeps asking me how I manage to work for you when you’re so ‘mean' and ‘scary’ ! I don’t do shit ! You’re just really nice to me and mean to others sometimes !”

While you seemed genuinely upset, he couldn’t help the smile on his face, because his ball of sunshine was slightly pissed and he was, maybe, responsible for it. That did things to him that shouldn’t happen in a normal body and he wasn’t going to deny any of them. The bulge growing under his slacks, he wasn’t going to hide it either.

“They think I’m mean and scary huh ?”

“Yeah ! And you are ! You put my friend on the spot less than half an hour ago and I’m sure it’s because I was talking to him and not standing next to you !”

He chuckled, you were nice but not stupid. And he was basically an open book to you, the king for children with more images than words and all that. Looking at you with lustful eyes that you hadn’t even noticed, he pushed himself even closer to you, letting it be known that he had specific intentions at the moment.

“But what about you Sweetheart…” He leaned into you, letting his lips ghost over yours and his tongue lick the upper one, tempting himself to push it into your mouth and swallow your taste fully. “Have I been mean and scary to you ?”

You knew what he was doing and it was working. With his lips right there, taunting you to lean in and receive the kiss you desperately wanted. You could feel the air around you both, warm and filled with the silent burning desire you both shared for the other.

Placing your palms on his chest, your mind told you to push him away, to stand your ground and make it clear that he was in trouble. Your heart and your pussy, on the other hand, were holding a complete different speech, completely forgetting about the issue at hand and ready to expose themselves and show him the exact ways you were ready to please him.

His bulge against your warm mound, pressing softly and letting you get used to the pulsating member. You kept in each and every sound threatening to come out of that pretty little throat at each little jump of his cock again you. You could feel his aroused and he could feel your rapid heartbeat through you cunt.

“Come on, Sweets… I asked you a question…” He whispered, rubbing his nose against your cheek and down your neck. With his hands roaming free and making you jolt each time he’d touch a piece of bare skin, you knew you wouldn’t be thinking clearly.

In one last moment of sanity, you managed to push out a singular word.

“Y-Yes…”

You could feel his smile again your skin, devilish and preparing countless nasty things to do to you. You yelped when in one rough move, he thrusted his hips forward and fucked your clothed core. One movement wasn’t enough for the king who kept grinding into your cunt, letting you drip through your clothes and soak yourself wet of arousal. With your slick dripped every smart and rational thought, your clenching cunt begging to drip all that sweet sweet sweet wetness all over his large mushrooms tip and all over his thick shaft. Grinding on you wasn’t enough, he knew it, and as a King, he was to serve his people, you first.

When his hands reached for your face, holding it tenderly and caressing your cheeks with his thumbs, you finally let yourself sink and allowed him to play with you however he wanted. You would’ve failed convincing him to be nice anyways, why bother ?

“Aww Sweetheart, I’m so sorry… You’ve been needing me nice and sweet huh ? That means I haven’t pampered you in a while. We need to fix that, don’t we ?”

~

One thing about King Mitch, is that when he put his mind to it, he could be as sweet as candy, and just as addictive. But when it came to you, it was instinctive, no need to be convinced, it was in his blood and soul. You owned him in a way that made it impossible for him to even think of letting you lift a finger.

He loved taking care of you and that meant that every chance you gave him, he would use to the max.

You should’ve seen it coming, it was practically written in his eyes that he would milk the opportunity dry and use your own words against you. You should’ve seen it and felt it too, and you had. Blinded by the warmth of his cock pressing against you, that was enough of a sign.

“Come on Sunshine… Don’t be so silent…" He mused, pressing his open mouth against your ear.

The king was never too fond of jokes but clearly he was in a humoristic mood.

The moment his earlier words came out, you were stuck, victim to his eyes, hands and tongue. The mischievous glint in his eyes told you everything that would follow. Quite literally ripping your uniform off of you, he took your com and signaled for no guard to contact you for the following hours before crushing it under his feet. He’d make sure to get you nice and loud and that, he was the only one allowed to hear it.

Describing him as eager would be a euphemism. His lips had found the very weakest parts of you in seconds, sucking and biting on your sweet flesh and leaving behind trails of teeth marks. His grip on your trembling body was unforgiving, pressing you to him with the might of a man ready to encrust his soul in the heart of the woman he loved. How romantic.

Mitch was firm, his touch rough, but never beyond measure. When his fingers slid in you, parting you open while his free arm stayed wrapped around your waist, your first reaction was to squirm away. His touch was always so overwhelming, your instinct feared your own reactions. But his weight pressed you into the mattress, keeping you still while making you take in and accept every sensation. You’d be taking much more soon anyways.

With his fat cock pushed deep inside your clenching channel, you could only mewl in pleasure while he kept you sat still on top of him. His firm hands maintained you in place as his hips rolled under you. Your frail body was left void of strength at each wave of arousal, your will to gain control over yourself long gone.

You reached for his hands wrapped around your hips and leaned into his chest, letting go of the idea of defense. You were surrendering, your core was doing the thinking for you and so was your heart. You were a sucker for pleasure, even more when it was given by him so softly.

Your heavy breathing slowed down but still audible for the man who’s lips dipped down your neck and started nipping at your skin tenderly. His fingers kept working on you, massaging your tender flesh to relieve all that stress you carried around. What a good girl you were, protecting him without asking anything in return. You deserved that relaxing moment.

“M-Mitch… Mitch, Please….” You pleaded, biting your lip to cover a loud moan when his cock jolted inside you.

The king stayed silent, unable to hear you over the loud screech of his own pleasure demons. Every part of him was craving you, craving a taste of you, craving to devour you whole while you surrendered to him. With your pussy wrapped as nicely as ever around his pulsating girth, his thoughts were clouded by more than thousand ways to ravish you. The sweet innocent sunshine who couldn’t help but make friends with every stranger she crossed.

You called him mean and scary, and the sly demon on his shoulder was tempting him to show you exactly how scary you could get. God, he knew you’d love that, to be turned inside out and filled to the brim, leaking cum at each and every step you took. He could picture it and the vision was nothing but sin wrapped in perfection. The desire to mark you as off limits to the rest of the world in the most primal of ways gad been burning inside him for as long as he’d known you. Could you blame him ? The thought of corrupting you, turning you into a beacon in his sea of darkness was what plagued his dreams day and night.

His warm palms reached up to your breasts, cupping them roughly, he pushed you further into his chest. He leaned down, biting your neck and grinned at the new mark his teeth had left on your flesh. Thumbs twirling around your erected nipples, pointing hard towards the source of their pleasure, the movement of his hips under you left you weak and begging for more.

“You pleaded for me to be nice and sweet, princess… You wanted that… I promise you, that fat cock that you love so much is as nice and sweet as it gets… Tell me you feel that sunshine… Feel how much your pussy’s taking… How well she’s taking it too, Fuck, that pretty pussy’s being so good…”

You felt yourself fall forward and lean on your hands to kept yourself up. Your thighs parted wider around his, letting him watch as your cunt spread open to take more of his thickness in. Poor brainless thing you were, fucking yourself on top of him while he leaned back onto the pillows and you move.

He detached his hands off of your waist to caress your back and calm down your shakiness. Your hesitant movement started to find their rhythm and that was when he pinned you to his chest again, grabbing your chin tightly and forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror that faced the bed. He moved your legs to have you spread perfectly in front of your own reflection.

He could see it all, the way his balls twitched, begging to enter you too, his cock large and greedy, pushing into the deepest crevices of your being and your folds welcoming him with the nice, slick shine of your juices. If he could have this picture painted and exposed in his office and every place he was at, he would, but no one would ever see you like this other than him. Not while he was alive and while you still accepted him as the only one worthy of loving you.

“Look at that pretty pussy, begging to be fucked like she deserves… Bet that brain of yours isn’t functioning anymore, is it ? You know what you have to do to get the relief you want. You gotta let me hear it, Sunshine.” He leaned against your ear and bit on the cartilage softly. “Let me hear how much you like it when I’m treating everyone like shit. You love it even more when it’s you… When your pussy’s getting abused and filled as if it was your only job to take my cock."

The arousal you felt at his words was like no other, impossible to even speak on out of pure shame. He was right, you were a desperate cockslut who enjoyed seeing him treat the world like a dirty paper towel ready to be discarded. You knew it made you wet each and every time, no matter where you were and so did he. You think he couldn’t see you ? The way you’d bite your lip and clench your thighs together, hoping for the sweet slick pooling out of your pussy to not drench your pants too much. He knew your routine better than you did and his body could practically feel you react to his rudeness.

The beauty loved the beast and she loved getting filled while he treated her like the rest, if not worse. His sharp words cut through you like knives and let you bleed out while he used your body for his pleasure and enjoyment. Cum dripping down your legs, he’d have you crying and apologizing for complaining when you both knew that was what got you off.

A tiny scream escaped you when you tried to sooth your poor aching mound by rubbing your clit but were quickly stopped by his long fingers grabbing yours. You deserved the smack he laid on your pussy and you knew it, but it didn’t stop you from crying out for mercy.

“P-Please ! Please your highness ! I’m sorry ! Please, make me feel…. M-Make me feel good ! Please ! Please, King Mitchell, fuck me !”

Like a symphony coming straight from the heavens, your pleas flew around the king’s head, filling it up and taking over the restraint he’d managed to show until now.

Rubbing your swollen folds with his long fingers, he reached up to grab your chin and turn your face towards his for a passionate, mind numbing kiss. His tongue sliding over your own, he was suffocating you from the insides and getting a taste while he was at it. Running a hand up your back, he grabbed a large piece of your hair to pull on them and give him more access to you.

The sounds of your moans were muffled by his groans and the movement of his tongue but nothing could compete with your cries of pleasure. That was the true prize, seeing tears drench your soft cheeks and warm your face while you tried to keep yourself from going crazy. That was what the King would call a success.

Suddenly raising himself and kneeling on the mattress, he threw you forward, forcing you on all forth. You turned towards him hesitantly and cried out once more when you felt his thick shaft slide out of you. If you could see yourself and the state of your pussy in that moment. Slick was coating your folds and dripping down your thighs. Reaching two fingers to gather some, he licked his digits while stocking his fat girth in his fist.

His eyes stayed on your reflection on the mirror, making sure that you knew he was preparing himself to ruin you. Clearly it was working, the man could see your pussy clench around nothing at each breath you took. What a spectacle.

You needed him inside you again, god, you would die if he didn’t fuck you soon. The vision of his member out, leaking precum drops everywhere but inside you drove you insane. Your mouth was salivating at the images, your body acting on its own and pushing you to slowly push your cunt in the direction of his bulbous tip. He was quick to stop you with a loud smack on your ass which only made it worse for you.

“You’ll get stuffed when I decide it, don’t be greedy and stay still.” You could feel his eyes piercing holes into your back, warning you to try it again.

When you felt his palm on your back, and the other on your ass cheek, you sigh in relief. He leaned down to kiss your spine like he always did, as a sign of reminder that he still loved you as tenderly as a cloud could love and that if it was too much, you could call out for him and he’s stop.

“I love you Sunshine, remember that okay ? Don’t hesitate if you can’t take it.”

You nodded slowly, feeling the wave of softness melt your insides. Before you could recompose yourself, your ass was parted open, showing him the perfect view of your two holes gaping in obscene desperation. Even your body was betraying you and exposing ho much you needed cock to be happy.

Lining himself with your pussy, your face fell in the pile of sheets, biting them hard and gripping on the fabric with everything she had. The man was still torturing you, smearing precum all over your folds and letting it cover you properly.

“M-Mitch… Mitch please… A-Ah ! I-I need… I n-need… Need you to… f-fuck t me… Please !” You moaned, begging for the real deal and only getting a smile from him in return.

Pushing his mushroom shaped tip inside you slowly, he watched your face change into a pleasure dilled expression. His smile grew before he pulled out once more, enjoying your loud moan of disapproval. Before you could complain more, you were being impaled on every single inch of cock he had to give. Buried to the hilt, you was ready to bust, feeling your folds tremble on his heavy, cum filled sack.

“That pussy’s to die for… Fuck, look how nice and tight she’s squeezing me…”

Staying still for a few seconds, he backed up, sliding out of you until only the tip was left, before pushing himself deep again. He wanted you on the brink of madness and clearly, he was doing a good job. You could feel all of it, the pulsating veins adorning his long, thick shaft and the large tip that crowned it all.

The motion that had started slow, quickly picked up, his cock going back and forth inside you and expanding your wall to be molded around his girth and making sure that your pussy would take him and only him. He would carve his thickness in your soft walls and fully make you his, just like he was yours.

Gone were the tender hands, replaced by rough fingers gripping on your flesh and pulling you apart. With his nails grazing your skin and his digits pushing into you, your entire body burnt, the fire running through him flowing through you and leaving blazing marks on your sensitive skin. He was handling your body like a child would handle a toy, turning it inside out, exploring it and treating it exactly like it was, disposable.

These were the moments you loved but were too ashamed to claim, you loved him and when he treated you like a disobedient whore. Your pussy was his and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t creaming all over his cock at the thought of him disrespecting you more.

The loud sounds of skin slapping resonated in the room, topped by your obscene moans and his own grunts of pleasure. Each thrust was followed by the sounds of pleasure he tried to cover to hear you better. Yours were the only ones that mattered to him, fueling his ego as well as his heart. He could get enough of this, of you. From your whimpers to your depraved screams, he wanted it all, drinking them in with greed and begging for more.

“M-Mitch ! G-Good, feels… Feels so g-good ! F-Fuck, fuck, fuck ! Please, gimme more ! Need more, Please !”

“Look at you… Need more already ? Pretty pussy’s doin’ all the thinking for you huh ? Brainless slut, just like I like it…” He grinned, sliding a hand over your stomach to press it and feel his own tip through your skin.

The feeling and violence with witch he was plowing into your cervix was deadly, but when he flipped you around, making you face him while he parted you open and fucked you deeper was what broke you. Loud cries of pleasure echoed through the room and probably all around the quarters. It was probably for the best if these were forbidden to everyone but you two, probably for a good reason too.

His eyes never left you, fully focused on the mess he had turned you into. He was mesmerized by the view you were giving him, hid veiny cock going in and out of you, parting your sweet cunt open and dripping himself in your wetness to come out glistening in your juices. He could cum gallons from the memories of this alone, his balls so tight and full of cum, it became unbearable to feel them slap against your folds in the most obscene string of sounds possible. You greedy minx, you were swallowing all he had to give and more, exactly like he wanted. All of him was yours to take and possess. If you knew exactly how much you owned him, you would be surprised, he knew it, but he wanted you to know.

There was nothing more powerful than having a king surrender to you out of love and pure adoration. When many tried to force him on his knees, he willingly kneeled to you. And obviously, he would use his entire being to worship you.

Gaining a little bit of control over yourself, you observed his face, contorted in pleasure and trying to maintain himself focused to not cum. You knew that look, he had it every morning when you’d wake up to him relieving himself on you, during the day when you would be kneeling under his desk while he was taking some of the most important calls of his life, and at night when he was punishing you or rewarding you for your actions of the day. This was the look he had only for you, no one else.

The size of your heart doubled while your pussy tightened around him, holding his length tightly in your warmth and drowning him in your wetness. Raising yourself on your elbows, you felt a wave of confidence rush through you and take control of your body.

You reached up, grabbing his shoulders and surprising the king who’s movements slowed but never lost in power. You laid back down on the mattress, pulling him with you and smiling while you wrapped your legs around his waist. You kept him close to your chest, your breasts pressed against him while your mouth pressed his ear.

Fuck, you were killing him.

When he heard your difficult breath in his ear, from so close, he knew he was done for. He wouldn’t be able to control himself or stay focused on pleasuring you. He needed to cum, needed to let that thick creamy load fill you up and coat your walls all over. He needed to feel the warmth of him cum in every corner of your sweet pussy and needed to see it drip down your inner thighs at each of your step. He needed the image of your beautiful face while you tried not to moans when a droplet of cum would slide down and remind you of how much spend was left in you, he needed all of this to survive and the selfish, mean and scary king he was known to be would take exactly that mercilessly.

Sliding his hands down from your waist to your ass, he grabbed handfuls of your flesh and held a tight grip on you, even tighter than before. He couldn’t let go, not yet, not when the large mushrooms tip adorning his veiny cock was pushing deep into your sweet spot and pulling the most beautiful screams out of you. If this was how he was going deaf, he would accept his judgement gladly, it would all be worth it.

You nails dug into the skin of his back, deeper and deeper, in sync with your cries of pleasure. Your beautiful face was covered in tears and drool was dripping down your chin. You looked messier each passing second and that pushed him over the edge.

His face rubbed into your neck, inhaling your hypnotizing scent and biting little parcels of flesh on his way. He took a look at his pulsating girth going in and out of you before looking back up at you and closing his eyes tightly. His own lips got closer to your ear, breathing into yours while you moaned into his.

“Fuck, fuck, you’re doing so good Sunshine, keep going… Good girl, keep taking it, take all of me, deep, fuck, fuck, fuck…” He grunted, biting on your earlobe while his hands slid down to your parted thighs to hold them in place.

His sack slapped louder and louder against your folds, the sensation making your clit throb and your heart race. One of your hands let go of his back to cover your mound and play with yourself, bringing you closer to your end after hours of torture and obedience. Your cunt was sucking him dry, pumping and pumping for that load.

“Mitch ! Mitch, Mitch, o-oh fuck ! Needa cum ! Please l-lemme cum ! Need that load, all inside me ! Please Mitch ! Needa be full ! Please, fuck ! Oh, please ! Please, please, please, please ! Oh God, fuck, cumming ! Cumming, cumming, cumming !”

Biting your lip in a panic, you disregarded the little drops of blood on your flesh and let yourself sink in the pleasure. Your sweet cum exploded, flowing all over you both and drowning you in more pleasure than you could take. Your clit was left worn out and sensitive to any kind of touch, it even coming from the air around the room. Your body had collapsed in exhaustion, trying to call yourself down, when you felt his thick cum shoot out inside your tight heat.

He couldn’t help it, you looked so fucked out and messy all over. He had turned you unto that messy princess, his and his fat cock that you just couldn’t help beg for until you got it. He didn’t want to pull out but when he did, the view of both your cum mixed together dripping down your pussy was worth all of it. His cock was hard again instantly when he saw the mess.

You both stayed silent, panting and trying to catch your breath. Mitch reached to detach your arms from him and raised himself above you to watch fully. He grinned as he dipped down again to kiss your neck, should and bust. He left a trail behind him, one that made you squeak and whimper a little louder as he got close to your tits again.

His cock was playing with your folds, pushing his length between them and rubbing his seed all over you.

“Sorry Sunshine… I know you want to rest baby, you did so good. I’m so proud of you Sunshine…” His words sounded like honey, sweet and hiding a swarm of bees. He wanted more, you knew it. You should’ve known better than to taunt him with that last thing you did. His lips kissed your nipple and sucked it in while the other was being played with by your free hand. “I just need… You to let me truly pamper you sweetheart. I need to show you how nice I can be to you Sunshine…”

His kisses descending towards your stomach made it more difficult to resist his words. Yes, a mean and scary king he was. Even scarier when he was sweet.

[jin0]

SLEEPOVER LIST : THE NERD PART 2

(gif is not mine, all credits go to the author)

to remind of the rules :

you chose one possibility out of all five, ending with three elements then you send it to me and i write you a full fic on whatever you sent :)

THE ANDREW GARFIELD'S :

no one special/link

peter parker

eduardo saverin

desmond doss

johnathan larson

THE AU'S :

ceo!au

baker!au

elementary teacher!au

fairy prince!au

librarian!au

THE TROPES :

working with the ex

bet

secretly married

redemption

soulmates with a second chance

[jin0]

SLEEPOVER LIST 4 : THE KING

(gif is not mine, all credits go to the author)

to remind of the rules :

you chose one possibility out of all five, ending with three elements then you send it to me and i write you a full fic on whatever you sent :)

THE CHRIS EVANS' :

steve rogers

johnny storm

ari levinson

jake jensen

andy barber

THE AU'S :

nurse!au

ceo!au

brother's best friend!au

hockey player!au

actor!au

THE TROPES :

trapped in an elevator

you're all grown up

'sorry i'm taken'

can't say i love you

break up to save him/her

[jin0]

SLEEPOVER LIST 1 : THE NERD PART 1

(gif is not mine, all credits go to the author)

to remind of the rules :

you chose one possibility out of all five, ending with three elements then you send it to me and i write you a full fic on whatever you sent :)

THE DYLAN O'BRIEN'S :

stuart twombly

thomas from the maze runner

mitch rapp

stiles stilinsky

dave hodgman

THE AU'S :

college professor!au

spy!au

royal!au

super hero!au

firefighter!au

THE TROPES :

pen pal's/secret identity

opposites attract

best friend's brother

injury

runaway bride

[jin0]

SLEEPOVER LIST 3 : THE GREEK

(gif is not mine, all credits go to the author)

to remind of the rules :

you chose one possibility out of all five, ending with three elements then you send it to me and i write you a full fic on whatever you sent :)

THE HENRY CAVILL'S :

clark kent

sherlock holmes

august walker

charles brandon

walter marshall

THE AU'S :

greek god!au

military!au

detective!au

guardian angel!au

king!au

THE TROPES :

the one that got away

arranged marriage

'if i can't have you, no one can'

grumpy addicted to control who cannot control himself around sunshine

'i could crush you to death, why are you always protecting me ?'

[jin0]

JIN'S 2K SLEEPOVER !!

we're 2k hooligans around here now and i couldn't be happier to have you guys here despite my violent lack or presence i guess...

thank you so much !!

the celebration for this sleepover will be a little different than last time !! a lot of you have awesome ideas and share them in my inbox and i simply just cannot ignore these sometimes because they genuinely give me great ideas !! so i figured, why not compile all the great stuff your minds come up with to help that greatness be explored ??

you probably saw the previous post but a lot more ideas came to mind (at like 3am so they're a little wonky). hopefully you guys will enjoy :)

so from thursday 9th to july 9th : you guys will be able to put in pseudo requests under these three activities !!

for this sleepover you will have a few activities :

• 🔪the russian roulette of lovers and au's : i give you lists to choose from and i make a fic out of it. you choose one of each, ending with three elements and i build around it.

° 🪐 mysterious words : send me a random word or an emoji and i build a small blurb around it on a character i haven't written about or discussed yet.

• 📜 let me explain... : send me a piece of dialogue + a character and i create the story behind it in a small paragraph.

° 🥥 kink association : send me a kink and i associate it with a character :)

now it's all fun and games but there are rules :

18+ only !! always !!

to mix it up, i'll be limiting the andrew/dylan characters to only a few because last time a lot of you ignored the rules and i couldn't stand writing for andrew anymore.

i don't write for the actors :)

be respectful.

anything sent after 24h will be deleted.

anything that i'm not comfortable with will be deleted too.

[jin0]

SLEEPOVER LIST PART 5 : THE KNIGHT

(gif is not mine, all credits go to the author)

to remind of the rules :

you chose one possibility out of all five, ending with three elements then you send it to me and i write you a full fic on whatever you sent :)

THE SEBASTIAN STAN'S :

bucky barnes

carter baizen

nick fowler

mickey from monday

frank from ending beginnings

THE AU'S :

secret service!au

witch!au

mafia!au

demon!au

rocker!au

THE TROPES :

different worlds

spontaneous vs serious

too dumb to be left alone

kidnapped

sworn off relationship

[jin0]

Okay let’s see if I did this right 😅

- Mitch Rapp(I mean duh right?)

- firefighter! AU (🥵🚒 I LOVE me a man in uniform)

- best friends brother

- Angst + smut

And for our plot twist!:

🌜

Congrats on 2k you little minx! Love you endlessly! 😘

-Birdie🖤

darling, you’re getting your boyfriend tonight 😌👀

[jin0]

Okay I gotta vote for another one( if not okay ignore me! I’ve actually never done a sleepover!)

- Mitch Rapp (I have such a thing for that man 😩)

- Royal! AU

- opposites attract!

- Birdie🖤

it's coming tonight love !!

sorry the delay <3

[jin0]

i might change the sleepover activity and add something else.