#♡the jack of hearts.

[killjoyjester]

Make me beg for you to never leave me. There is nothing I need more than you, my breathing source, and I will so just about anything to maintain it. As I grip to your leg, screaming and sobbing dramatically, my face paint dripping down my face and inhaling to the point my throat aches, while you try and walk out the door, as an act of fear or trying to prove to me you can live without me.

I would do everything to keep you with me, even if it made me physically sick and struggling to feel sane. I need you more than anyone. Even if I have to tie you down and keep you in my home, struggling, you will be mine and I will be yours forever.

[jks1uv]

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐻𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛’𝑡 𝑆𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑀𝑦 𝑀𝑎𝑛 ; jack reacher

| one-shot |

summary: your boyfriend is a sight to behold.

pairing: fem!reader x alan ritchson!jack reacher.

trope: established relationship.

genre: fluff + romance.

warnings‼️: crude language + alan ritchson is 6’3 but jack reacher is 6’5 in the books so that's what i'm going with + tall!reader since she’s 5’8 (my height) & i say that's pretty tall for a woman & there’s just smth ab large height gaps that make me so uncomfortable + a guy gets a bit too comfortable but big ole season 1 6’5 reacher takes care of it giggles maniacally + mentions of alcohol consumption + implications of sex but it's still sfw + mentions of toxic friendships (jealousy is a disease y’all! either stay safe or get well soon!).

word count: 2,693.

random disclaimerrr: JACK REACHER’S SAUR FINE OMG HE’S SO BIG & TALL & DIRECT & STRONG & SO SO SMART LIKE UGH I NEED DAT‼️happy reading! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ ♡ © 2024 @jks1uv

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“What is he, like six-three, six-four?”

“Goddamn. He’s fucking huge.”

“Mmm, try six-five.” You giggle as your friends stare shocked and dumbfounded.

Reacher saw you in town at the local library and ‘bout damn near broke his neck doing a doubletake.

You were browsing in the classic literature section, not really looking for anything.

But you looked so beautiful.

You were in your element and in his mind, there's nothing else that makes anyone more attractive.

He sauntered up to you and and showed you his favorite, which you so happened to finish before making your trip there. He chuckled as you gushed about the novel and indulged you in friendly fire about the interpreted meaning(s). He then asked if you were free to hang out to which you agreed as long as you pick the place.

You weren't an idiot. You took his size and build into careful consideration as nowadays, you never know what might happen.

Besides, no matter how well-read, handsome and charming a man may seem, never trust him at first glance.

So, you played it smart. Only telling him what he asked for, smiling to be polite and insisting on paying for your own things as you put it so eloquently.

“It’s fine, Reacher. We aren't dating.”

Of course, he took notice of your boundaries and was impressed at how subtly direct they were drawn.

Two more hangouts in public spaces later, he asked you out on a date. You thought he'd earned it along with your number.

That was three months ago.

You told your friends a few days prior to the present situation and they were ecstatic. They understood what kind of woman you are and if a man caught your eye, he must be worth your time.

So, they arranged for a triple date disguised as a dinner with their boyfriends. They begged you to say yes to the inevitable hangout-turned-gossip sesh-with-the-girls.

Who were you to deny them of this one, little thing?

That’s how you ended up seated at a table in a sports bistreaux. Jack is at the bar with your friends' boyfriends.

You take a sip of your soda and your friends eye each other before breaking out in a fit of uncontrable laughter.

“What, what's so funny?”

“Nothing!” Ayla blurts out but as soon as she looks over at your other friend, Trinity, she's giggling all over again.

They smack each other and are smiling so hard, Ayla is on the verge of tears.

“Okay, okay.” Trinity catches her breath.

“We were just thinking abut how, like, you said he’s 6’5, right?”

“And you’re… 5’8?”

You nod at them curious to what they’re trying to insinuate.

“So, Y/n.” Ayla draws out with an airy voice.

“Does he even fit the bed? You know, when you two-”

“Oh my god.” You groan.

They wildly cackle at your response and deem it’s hilarious but you can’t help but smile, however ludicrous their response may be.

“You guys are so ridiculous.”

You take another sip of your soda and feel yourself in the line of someone’s eyes.

You look up and meet his. It seems he’s in a similar situation; being the punchline for the poorest taste in humor.

He shrugs slightly and you smile at him. He smiles back and looks away to take a bite out of his food.

You feel great about this; the relationship, Reacher. All of it.

Nothing can ruin any of it for you.

“Oh shit.”

Ayla bursts your little bubble of content with disbelief and, well, you can’t say nothing lasts forever.

“Don’t turn around right now-”

And of course, you do the exact opposite. Your curiosity gets the best of you but it isn’t necessarily a bad thing, per say.

“You shouldn’t have started with that.” Trinity shakes her head.

The people in your line of view consist of your ex-best friend and her boyfriend who used to be like an older brother to you. A friend.

You watch as they walk towards a table of equally shallow bodies of pathetic people. You turn back around and don’t look at your friends. You’re suddenly hit with an embarrassing hotness in your stomach and your heart’s beating fast.

Bitch, what, you scared?

You claim you’re not and try to slow down your palpitations by dipping for a minute.

“Bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

You don’t even glimpse at your friends and walk straight to the back but of course you’re friends follow you.

Trinity explains how you’re going to the bathroom and she’ll stand outside for you to Reacher but he doesn’t buy your story. He saw the look on your face and your urgent stride added on. But he doesn’t pry, not yet anyway.

You stand in front of the mirror and will yourself to just breathe. You remind yourself you’re not scared, you’re not a pussy. It’s just nerves on fire as you haven’t thought of them in months.

Ayla wants to go inside to check in on you but Trinity disagrees.

“This is something she needs to do on her own.”

“I know.” Ayla sighs and checks the time on her watch.

“Excuse me.” A voice curtly intervenes.

Meet Darcy Pratt, aka a psychotic, mentally ill, two-faced narcissistic, bigoted bitch who is also, somehow, a people pleaser.

“It’s a one-stall bathroom.” Trinity wittily replies with a fake smile.

“Sure it is.” She nods.

Ayla scoffs. “We don’t know how to lie like you.”

“Okay, wow.” Trinity puts her hand on Ayla’s shoulder in warning but the she ignores it.

“What are you trying to say?” Darcy challenges to which Ayla graciously accepts ‘cause momma ain’t momma no bitch!

While all of this is going on, your heart’s calmed down enough for you to go back out there.

You deeply inhale and exhale one last time and as soon as you open the door, it’s chaos central.

“Bitch, please-”

“Who the fuck you callin’ a ‘bitch’, bitch?”

So much is happening at once and you don’t know why but you know what to do.

“What is going on here?”

All 3 girls stop talking and look at you.

“We were just leaving.” Ayla seethes.

“Finally, some common ground.” Trinity mutters while she hastily leads the way.

You awkwardly purse your lips and walk away from Darcy but she doesn’t return the sentiment.

She rolls her eyes and mocks with bitterness.

“Yeah, go on. Walk away from this, too.”

You stop dead in your tracks.

“You know what? Fine.” Trinity huffs and turns around.

Ayla’s itching for a fight now, a crazy rush of adrenaline pumps through her veins.

You weren’t going to start a fight since finishing one was always your style but this was something you couldn’t ignore.

“We haven’t spoke in months and that’s what you wanna say to me? Really?”

You’re not talking too loud but you’re not exactly timid with it, either.

Darcy rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.

“Oh, please, Y/n. You literally ran to the bathroom when I walked in so don’t act all big and bad now.”

You scoff at her audacity. “If you think I’m scared of you then you’re even more delusional than I know.”

You choose to walk away with your dignity intact but alas. Some people just can’t stand it when others display amounts of maturity they can only speak of.

Trinity and Ayla split the bill before you even ask to leave and have already told the waitress to bring a few to-go boxes.

As you wait, they tell their boyfriends and Reacher that you three are gonna go explore the boutique next-door.

You pack up the remaining food and remember the events that lead to you breaking off an 11 year friendship.

She was like a sister to you. Always there for you through thick and thin, cheering you on and encouraging you to come out of your comfort zone.

She just had to grow jealous and miserable, making her own problems the pinnacle of her life.

What about your problems? What about how you feel?

Whatever. That’s all in the past.

You have some great things going for you in the present and you are not about to let yesterday’s grief ruin tomorrow’s happiness.

“You okay?” Trinity bumps your shoulder with hers in an attempt to cheer you up.

It works, you give her a small smile and nod.

“I’m ready to get the fuck outta here.” Ayla yawns.

“Bruh.”

Her bipolarity is something you’ll never get used to.

“Y/n?”

You turn around at the sound of your boyfriend calling you.

He gets up from the stool and walks over to you.

You know what he’s doing; staring into your eyes to really see what’s going on and why you wanna leave all of a sudden.

Your nervousness grows the closer he comes and you can’t look in his eyes for more than a couple seconds.

“Hey,” He murmurs.

He places a hand on your shoulder and you put on a fake smile.

“What’s going on?”

His attentiveness is so endearing, especially when it’s towards you. You feel special every time you’re on the receiving end of his treatment.

Your friends eye each other and back away a bit, giving you two some space.

“Nothing, I’m just not feeling well.

He gives you a look that says, ‘I know you’re lying’ but he still doesn’t pry.

You’re grateful for that but you know he won’t let either of you sleep until you tell him what’s been chewing on you later, but that’s later.

“I promise.” You lie.

He sighs.

“Okay, but I-”

“Yo, Y/n!”

Fuck.

You close your eyes like it’ll make everything disappear. Like it’ll undo everything.

Reacher turns his shoulders sideways and furrows his eyebrows a bit at the sound.

He sees a guy a quarter of his size and a few inches shorter than him practically galloping towards your small group.

Asha and Eve exchange glances and their boyfriends stand up from the stool as well.

“Heard you called my girl crazy?”

You smack your teeth and sigh deeply. Your fingers pinch the bridge of your nose in exasperation.

Reacher takes this as a sign and steps up.

He’s almost covering you now but it’s comical to see him peer down the guy you used to call your friend.

“I think you could’ve handled that way better. Don’t you?”

“Reacher.” You touch his shoulder but he ignores your unspoken request.

He’s not about to let this random come and disrespect you, and he’s certainly not about to let it go either.

“Josh, stop.”

It’s faux embarrassment, you can obviously tell.

Darcy doesn’t give a fuck about Josh doing the confronting for her. As long as he speaks up first, she’ll just piggyback off of him and bring up irrelevant shit to misdirect the entire conversation.

This isn’t your first rodeo.

“Nah, that ain’t fair.” He remarks without looking at her.

“You talk all this shit when we’re not around but now that we’re here, you don’t wanna talk anymore?”

Josh steps around Reacher and is just half a step away from getting in your face.

He’s yanked back before another breath can slip out of his mouth and you see Reacher slam him face-down onto the nearest countertop.

“Woah, man!”

“Oh shiiiit.”

“Get his ass!”

Some people turn to look at the person who shouted that last sentence.

“What? He had it comin’.” Ayla defends.

Your hands fly to your face on reflex and your eyes are wide in shock. You didn’t know what to expect but it wasn’t this.

“Don’t you ever make that mistake again, do you hear me?”

He scorns the other so-called ‘man’.

He reckons any guy with a brain should know not to get in a woman’s face, no matter the situation. But desperate times call for desperate measures and if Reacher was supposed to school him, then he’ll teach this lesson with great enthusiasm.

Josh has one arm bent behind him on his back and Reacher’s manhandling him with one hand.

Is it wrong to state how turned on swooned you are in this moment?

Other people are starting to crowd and look at the ongoing spectacle, tuning you back in.

“Y/n! Do something!” Trinity whisper-screams.

“What the fuck is she supposed to do? He’s almost a foot taller than her and big as is anyway.”

Ayla makes a fair point but you know Reacher would do just about anything you’d ask.

“Reacher,” You call out softly.

A few seconds go by before he turns his head slightly to where you could see his side-profile.

“Let’s go.”

You don’t know if this’ll work but you ought to try.

“Look, man. I-I don’t want any trouble-”

Reacher sneers at his pathetic quivering. “You couldn’t even afford it.”

And with that, he lets him go.

Reacher fixes his jacket a bit and gives you a once over. His blue eyes scan your face and body and once he’s satisfied, he walks out with your hand in his.

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It’s always quiet when he’s over.

You guys order takeout, watch a movie or start a show, you’ll fall asleep and he’ll carry you to your bed while he sleeps on the couch.

Except, none of that is happening tonight.

You’re sitting on your bed and he’s in the living room double checking the doors, windows and other things with handles and locks on them.

It’s unusually quiet, especially for the day you’ve just had. So quiet, that you don’t even hear his footsteps padding in your direction.

They stop at the door and he’s leaning against it, analyzing you.

“Spill.”

You look up and see a serious look on the face but it isn’t mean. It’s more of a ‘I need to know why whatever happened today transpired so we can move on’ look. And you get it, you figured he’d ask sooner or later.

“He’s the boyfriend of one of my ex-best friends.” You admit.

“We used to be friends, he was like an older brother to me.”

He sits down next to you.

“Darcy was acting weird and I didn’t like it so when I went to confront her, of course she didn’t appreciate it. She got Josh to do some of her bidding and I just broke it off with the both of them.”

You look at Reacher and he’s nods a couple times.

“How long ago was that?”

You pour your lips to the side in thought.

“Like, months ago. Almost six, I think.”

His eyebrows are raised and he stares at you.

“And I thought you held a grudge.”

That makes you smile a bit.

“Shut up.” You mumble while pushing his shoulder with your knuckles.

He shrugs and looks back at you, an expression of care adorning his face.

“Has he done that before?”

You know he’s referencing to how close he got to your face out of spite and you answer him truthfully.

“Yeah.” You sigh.

“Trinity was there and she told him to back off, which he did. She was saying how he shouldn’t do that and how unnecessary it was and I appreciate her for that, I do.”

You take a moment to reflect on how history has repeated itself.

“Just wish it was me saying those things but I think I was just in shock at how fast it all happened.”

He hums thoughtfully before inquiring about his girlfriend.

“Darcy didn’t say or do anything.” You dryly comment.

He hears your disappointment behind it and wishes so badly he was there.

You look down at your hands and his large ones interlock your fingers with his. He rubs his thumb across yours in a soothing manner.

“But I did.”

He takes your hand up to his lips and presses a kiss of promise onto it.

The act makes you smile and you turn to hug him. Your arms make their place around his neck and his around you, his hands almost take up your entire back.

“I’ll have your back. Always.”

“I know.” You smile into his shoulder.

[sugarcandydoll]

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[matd0]

CW// blood

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happy valentine's day :3 !!

he ate my heart :(

[dear-cuckoo-c0worker]

They say I was born the coldest day on earth...

"Firstly never touch the hands of your heart, rule number 2 keep your temper under control. Last but not least... The most important rule, whatever else you do never fall in love...." 'cause then forevermore, your heart goes in a spin. The big hand at your core will pop out of you skin! Your bones will implode, your cogs and springs explode! And you cuckoo-clock heart grinds to a halt for good..."

"Hello..?''

I'll die alone but I don't know where... I'll die alone but I don't know when... I'll die alone but I don't know where... I'll die alone but I don't know when...

Imagine his voice like the one in the song.

RULES!

- nothing that inappropriate

- be niceeeee

- if you don't support this au that's fine

-refer to mod as D.D or mod

- he can meet other RP blogs!

MORE SPRITES COMING SOON

[kettle-flakes]

jack jeanne possibly getting a sequel means that- through the power of sheer delusion and conclusion jumping, it could get an anime as well !

consider me optimistic !

[yuukimiyas]

hi hi!! do you have any book recs chloe?? i remember you saying you were majoring in english, so what are some absolute favs? <3 i spend too much money on books but i love them sm (˃̣̣̥ᴖ˂̣̣̥)

eeep!! sweet riley!! ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡ okay i love love LOVE this question!! i could go like.. so in depth w this question but i'll just list em rn hehee ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა so i'm a huge fan of most of the classics, poetry, fiction & autobiographies (i know that's kinda lame lmaosdjf) but okie so my top 5 all time faves are:

the bell jar by sylvia plath (fun fact! my first ever tattoo is a quote from this book!!), the stranger by albert camus, howl by allen ginsberg, even cowgirls get the blues by tom robbins, & i'm thinking of ending things by iain reid!! ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა i'm trying to read more fiction that has come out somewhat recently & i have a huge list i wanna read but sigh despite workin w books i have so lil time ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა but i'm tryin to read lots more!! i could list so many more omg i feel like most of my faves touch on kinda heavy topics but i love the style choices used by all of these authors & they all left a huge impact on me growin up!! ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ ilysm riley tysm for this question!! i hope you find them enjoyable if you do read some of them!! <33 def lmk what you think!!

[reb3lwife]

tag drop part two .

[lupaeusmoved]

tag drop part two .

[killjoyjester]

I love watching people be in love so much; acknowledging it will be me in that position one day!

I hope all in a relationship and all not have a joyful day! ♥︎

[let-me-call-myself-olga]

Since I am soo smart and cool(and sadly pretty lazy) get the names and members of each unit from the @ace-and-the-rpg-horrors inspired unit shuffle

Shiho, Akito, Minori, Nene ->More/Gas

Airi, Tsukasa, Toya, Mafuyu ->Kira Kira Jump

An, Saki, Ena, Rui -> Exfortis Squad

Emu, Haruka, Mizuki, Honami-> ♡Full♢Wonder♧Deck♤

Kanade, Ichika, Shizuku, Kohane-> Midnight じゅうじぐん

Explanations in the tagss

[mythicalminded]

orlain tags

♡.   orlain.ic     ⁄ ⁄   the soldier who isn’t .

♡.   orlain.aesthetic     ⁄ ⁄   the soldier who isn’t .

♡.   orlain.visage     ⁄ ⁄   the soldier who isn’t .

♡.   orlain.v01 ( main )     ⁄ ⁄   just a ghost of a man pretending to live .

♡.   orlain.v02 ( modern )     ⁄ ⁄   boost the numbers ; maybe the emptiness will fade .

♡.   orlain.about     ⁄ ⁄   i’m only a man ; what am i supposed to do ?

♡.   orlain.bond: ( jacqueline )     ⁄ ⁄   the sword to the shield .

♡.   orlain.bond: ( jack )     ⁄ ⁄   why was it you ?

♡.   orlain.bond: ( morik )     ⁄ ⁄   hopelessly intertwined with you .

♡.   orlain.thoughts     ⁄ ⁄   if anyone’s listening could you open your heart ?

♡.   orlain.asks     ⁄ ⁄   always has something to say .

♡.   orlain.bond: ( aurelia )     ⁄ ⁄   take my hand & don’t let go .

♡.   orlain.bond: ( tanros )     ⁄ ⁄   this is a ship & you are the captain .

♡.   orlain.bond: ( neff )     ⁄ ⁄   magic where night falls .

♡.   orlain.v03 ( madmans.executioner )     ⁄ ⁄   villains arent born theyre made .

♡.   orlain.bond: ( anton )     ⁄ ⁄   aces up cut sleeves .

[moonlightrafe]

⋆₊˚⊹♡ 18+, MDNI

Imagine best friend!JJ being in the middle of jacking off to photos of you when you call him. His cock is hard and pre-cum leaks from the tip as he scrolls through your instagram feed. Mainly clicking on the photos of you in bikinis.

A desperate whimper escapes him as he imagines it’s you wrapped around him instead of his hand.

JJ is quickly irritated when his phone first goes off and sets him off pace, but his demeanor changes once he sees that it’s your name lit up on the screen.

The right thing to do would be to let it go to voicemail. It would be disgusting, perverted, even, to pick it up… but he knows he’ll do it anyway. Since when did JJ ever do the right thing? He needs to hear your voice.

“Jayj?” you say when the line picks up and he instantly feels like his heart is going to beat right out of his chest.

“H-hey!” He chokes out, his voice on the brink of inaudibility.

“Hey Jay.”

Fuck. Your voice is perfect, he thinks.

“Um, what’s up?” He stutters as he continues to glide his hand over his thick cock, tugging at it harsher now than before.

“The boys mentioned they hadn’t heard from you yet today, so I wanted to let you know we’ll be down at the boneyard later.”

“Yeah? A party?” he asks coolly as he attempts to keep his composure, a sheen veil of sweat beading on his forehead.

“Mhm, and I need someone to protect me from those douchey, frat boy, kooks,” you flirt innocently, “so I was hoping you’d wanna come?”

Yes, he wanted to cum.

He wanted to cum on your stomach, in your mouth, inside your pussy. Just hearing you say the word nearly sent him over the edge. For a split second he was unable to respond, too focused on his pleasure.

He was close. Too close. It didn’t take much for JJ to cum these days — especially not when the pent up lust he had for you had reached new heights. He just needed you to talk to him some more with that sweet, angelic voice of yours.

As if you read his mind, you let out a deep sigh into the phone.

“Well, JJ? Are you coming or not?” you huff and that is all he needs to be sent over the edge.

“Fuck,” your best friend groans out.

“Yes! I’m— I’m coming,” he chokes into the phone, practically moaning at you as he pumps his cock a few more times, squeezing at the tip before spilling himself into his palm.

“I—I’ll be there,” he reassures you through bated breaths.

“Sheesh, Jay,” you giggle at his enthusiasm, oblivious to the situation. God, you were so fucking innocent.

“I’m glad to know you’re excited, I am too! I’ll see you there! Bye!”

JJ lets out a deep breath as the line disconnects down on your end.

“Yeah,” he mutters to himself, “I’ll see you there.”

He could consider himself totally fucked.

[chaotic-rebels]

[kaizokulaw]

OHMYGOD

"He'd never understood why someone would watch another person sleep...until her" this line is from the twitter acftl chapter

Artist @faru.kouu

[jjunieworld]

FERVOR ˒˒ 박성훈

while around the world your boyfriend is known as the mysterious jack frost, you just know him as sunghoon—and it’s not everyday the jack frost says he knows just the way he can warm you up.

pairing ⸝⸝ park sunghoon 𝑥 fem!reader 𓄵 𝓯eat. ꔛ 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦!

genre ⋆ 📓 ⸝⸝ established relationship, smut with a little bit of plot, a bit of fluff, jack frost!sunghoon, magic (not focused)

warnings ⸝⸝ unprotected sex, soft dom!sunghoon, temperature play (he’s very cold), teasing, ice play, clit stimulation, fingering, overstimulation, creampie, petnames (baby, good girl), brief nipple play, cumshots, slight bondage, hoon gets really desperate and a little impatient

kipo’s note ⸝⸝ happy happy birthday to the loml hehe!! (∩╹□╹∩)♡♡ i love you so much and you make me so feral lmao ^^ but guys this is the first fic i’ve written since pre-election!!! everyone say thank you hp and ashlynn for making this slightly more freaky hehehe!!

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“i’m so bad at this,” you giggled as you desperately gripped onto sunghoon’s forearms. you were shaky on the ice skates and the harsh cold of winter bit at your flushed cheeks. soft snowflakes slowly fell around the two of you, landing in sunghoon’s hair as he laughed at you.

“it’s easy,” he replied, gently guiding you around the ice in a small circle. his chest was pressed to your back, yet you didn’t garner any warmth. sunghoon was ice cold, as always. but, you didn’t mind.

you looked at him incredulously. “easy for you to say, you’re a natural! the illustrious jack frost!” you exclaimed. you heard sunghoon’s laugh in your ear. “and all of this cold is making me underperform,” you continued.

“let’s get you inside then,” sunghoon smiled. he led you to the cabin the two of you were staying in and you almost stumbled had it not been for his hand on your waist. “i have a way that i can warm you,” he said as the two of you went inside.

walking over to the hearth, you stoked the fire to keep the flames going before looking over your shoulder at him. you sighed softly at the warmth, hands rubbing together to warm them quicker. “do you?” you asked, voice dipping flirtatiously.

sunghoon was leaning against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed against his chest and a decent length away from the fire. the corners of his mouth lifted. “i was going to say hot chocolate, but i feel as if you’re thinking of something else. either way…” sunghoon pushed away from the counter and towards where you still stood by the fire. he gently cupped your face with his cold hands, smirk widening, before he trailed them down your neck and under the wool of your coat. sunghoon lifted the fabric and let it slip completely off your shoulders and to the hardwood floor below. “…works for me,” he continued.

a shiver went down your spine and sunghoon chuckled. you looked at him with wide eyes, suddenly shy at his offer. he played with the strings of your dress, quirking a thick eyebrow. “hm?” he hummed in question. “what do you prefer?”

you took his cold hands in yours and pulled at the strings of your dress, loosening the fabric from your body. your heart thumped rapidly in your chest and already you felt warmer than before from the anticipation. “i think you know which one,” you said softly, your eyes never leaving his as your dress dropped to the floor.

sunghoon’s adam’s apple bobbed at his throat as his eyes trailed over you. you took a step back to shed off the rest of the layers you wore. sunghoon dropped to his knees, taking great care to look you in the eyes as he slowly peeled off your warm tights. now you stood completely naked in front of him, the only warmth being from the fire and the way sunghoon looked at you. your leg was lifted in the air and his freezing breath fanned right against your arousal. he reached a hand out to softly trail your hip, his cold fingertips making you shiver even more as they moved up the side of your body. he raised to his feet, his fingertips stopping right below your bare breasts.

in a sudden rush at your back, you were flush against his body. you gasped softly, hands fumbling to catch yourself as they pressed against his chest. “i got you, baby,” sunghoon whispered next to your ear, turning you around so you were basked in the fire’s warmth. 

sunghoon pressed against your hips so you felt how hard he was through his thick pants. his hands remained right above where you needed him the most, fingers rubbing circles into your skin teasingly and making you squirm. sunghoon pressed snowflake kisses to your neck, the vibration of his chuckle traveling throughout your whole body like a shockwave. you shakily inhaled as you tilted your head to grant him more access to your neck. “well…” sunghoon trailed, “i might’ve lied about warming you up.” one of his hands trailed further down from your hips and you bit your bottom lip to keep in your moan. “but, i know that doesn’t bother you… not when i’m doing this.”

his cold hand pressed right against your core. a moan escaped through your teeth and your mouth parted. sunghoon’s fingers spread your slick throughout your folds and made you squirm even more. he was teasing you and you almost wanted to scream at his cold skin against your warm skin. every touch of his felt heavenly and made your head dizzy with desire and your gaze foggy. sunghoon left more kisses down the crook of your neck and over to the top of your shoulder, his fingers grazing across your clit and teasingly prodding at your entrance—never quite giving you what you want. “please, sunghoon,” you whined, turning your head to look at him.

sunghoon was wrong—your body felt like it was on fire. you felt tingly all over and your knees were seconds away from buckling under you. the sharp contrast of his coldness against your warmth was tantalizing. sunghoon pressed another frosty kiss against your jaw and you felt his smile against your blistering skin. you rocked your hips against his hand, his icy fingers causing you to emit a moan.

you didn’t care how desperate you must’ve looked in his arms, all you wanted was him inside you in any way you could get. you placed your hand over his as his eyes met yours. you gave him a pleading look as you grinded against his hand harder, your head falling back against his chest completely dazed. his hand was drenched already and he barely even did anything to you.

you gasped as two of his cold fingers finally slipped inside you, your brows furrowing from the chilly pleasure it gave you. slowly, sunghoon pumped his fingers in and out of you. he knew just when to curl them and when to spread them apart. sunghoon wrapped his other arm around your hips to stop them from rocking and to keep you in place.

“fuck,” you dragged out when he sped up his pace. your body felt weak as your eyes fluttered shut. the only thing you could think about what the sounds your cunt made as his fingers pushed into it. your legs started to shake and you pressed your thighs together, but sunghoon kept going.

distantly, you could hear this laugh in your ear, but your mind was too cloudy to register it. nor did you register him opening your legs back up. you bit down on your lower lip hard as you started to involuntarily rock your hips towards his hand to chase his icy fingers. “please,” you begged sunghoon breathlessly. you weren’t quite sure what you were begging him for, but he responded anyway.

sunghoon pushed your legs further apart and angled his hand more, the action letting his fingers push deeper into you and had you melting. you let out a half gasp, half moan, as you grabbed tightly onto his flexing forearm. “there,” you said through wispy moans as his fingers kissed the spot you needed him at the most. “right there, please don’t stop, please.”

your face twisted as a wave of intense pleasure hit you full force. you cried out, nearly toppling over had it not been for sunghoon’s arm keeping your hips firmly pressed to his. “there?” sunghoon asked lowly, his frosty breath tickling your neck and making you shiver. his fingers kept going and all you could do was nod pathetically. “are you gonna cum all over my fingers, baby?” he asked.

tears pricked in your eyes and you squeezed them shut, nodding once again before leaning back against his chest. you breathed heavily, the oxygen barely able to reach your lungs before it was knocked right out of you again. “do you want me to keep going? let me hear your pretty voice,” sunghoon asked you.

“yes,” you cried out desperately. you suddenly gasped as pure bliss overtook your body and your cum completely covered sunghoon’s hand. he pressed his hard-on further into your ass, “that’s my good girl. do you think you have another one in you for me? i can’t just have you cum only on my fingers, baby.”

you think you nodded, but you honestly weren’t sure. one moment you felt sunghoon pull his cum covered fingers out of you, watching as he spread them apart in front of you, and the next you were on your back on the bed and he was hovering over you. his cold lips were spreading kisses across your breasts and down your stomach. your back arched from the sharp bite and he hummed against your skin, stopping right about your still sensitive pussy. 

sunghoon stripped off his thin shirt and you heard fabric falling onto floor before cold hands were on you again. he trailed them down your spread thighs as he settled between you. sunghoon gently caressed your face, a hint of a chuckle coming from his parted lips, “you still with me? hm?” his hands splayed across the back of your thighs, pushing them towards your chest.

“y-yes,” you stuttered, wide eyes blinking rapidly. sunghoon’s fingers continued to trail along your inner thigh. “i need you,” you stated, back arching off the bed sheets. your hips rolled towards his hard length and you gasped softly at the iciness against your messy cunt. sunghoon’s hand was still covered with your release as his thumb rubbed circles into your thigh. it only made your skin grow hotter.

sunghoon leaned down to you and pressed his lips onto yours. you hummed dreamily into the kiss, weak arms reaching up to wrap themselves around his neck. sunghoon dragged his cock between your folds agonizingly slow, teasing you once more. you whined against his lips before another sharp gasp ripped you away from them.

he had a piece of ice that he was dragging down your stomach. it left a trail of goosebumps and melted water that had you pulling at the ends of sunghoon’s hair. “you’re such a tease,” you complained, squirming as he dragged the ice up your thigh. sunghoon chuckled, “i like how warm you get from it. no matter how cold i am, you’re still so hot. besides…”

the ice trailed from down your thigh to where sunghoon then dragged it along your folds. you instinctively tried to press your thighs together but sunghoon kept them apart with his other hand. “i can tease you a lot more, if that’s what you want,” he continued. he circled the ice on your puffy clit and you moaned out, your body jolting. you shook your head rapidly, head digging into the pillow beneath you.

“that’s what i thought,” sunghoon said.

in one swift thrust, sunghoon pushed his cock inside you. he kept the ice pressed right above your clit, letting it melt into cold water. “fuck!” you cried out and your fingernails dug into his toned shoulders.

he was so cold that it felt like ice was inside of you, but it felt so good. paired with the actual ice at your clit, your body went into a frenzy. sunghoon dragged his length across your walls, slowly pulling out of you. “so warm,” he moaned, pushing your knees closer to your chest so he could fuck into you deeper. the tip of his cock barely left your entrance before he was pushing into you again. sunghoon completely disregarded the teasing and instead pistoned into you, his eyes fluttering to the back of his skull and his grip on the back of your thighs growing tighter. you were sure they were going to leave cold fingerprint bruises.

you weren’t fairing any better. poor spent cunt already sensitive from his fingers—his cock inside you had loud mewls dripping from your lips. fat tears rolled down your cheeks as you tried hopelessly to push your thighs together and push him away, body too overwhelmed with everything you were feeling and sunghoon’s coldness. “i’m sorry, baby… it’s—please,” sunghoon stammered. he took your wrists in his hands and held them above your head, lips puckered as chilly air pushed past them.

the sudden cold feeling caught you off guard and you tilted your head back. sunghoon had frozen your wrists to the headboard. he held onto your thighs tighter, spreading them further apart. sunghoon’s hand reached between your moving bodies and his thumb rubbed deliberate circles onto your clit. you lurched forward, unintentionally pulling at your icy restraints. sunghoon slowly thrusted inside you. he threw his head back with another loud moan as he dragged his cock back out just as slow, trying desperately to leisure himself before his desire for you took over and he neglected his attempt. his fingers are nothing compared to this—and you almost couldn’t take it all.

your breathing heaved and the rapid rising and falling of your chest was the one solace you could focus on. hips rolling up to meet his, you bit down hard on your bottom lip to try and muffle the shriek that ripped through you. warm cum leaked out of your overstimulated pussy and painted sunghoon’s cock white. “shit,” he hissed, hips snapping against yours. lewd sounds bounced off the walls of the small cabin bedroom and filled your ears.

sunghoon’s thrusts staggered, loud, breathy moans leaving his parted lips. he pushed himself fully inside you and stilled. your back arched as he came inside you, causing more cum to push out of you from around his still-hard cock. sunghoon leaned down to sloppily press his cold lips to yours, moaning against them. he dragged his wet kisses along your jaw and down your neck.

“sunghoon,” you whimpered, eyes darting up to the ice keeping your wrists to the headboard. the ice wasn’t as cold to cause you discomfort, thankfully, but you’d rather have your hands on him than have them tied up. his paused his descent of kisses, his tongue darting back in his mouth and lips unlatching from your nipple. sunghoon peeked through the strands of his hair hazily, eyes focusing on your face before they followed your gaze up to your wrists. you looked back down at him with furrowed brows, squirming a little from his cold length still inside you and his frosty lips on your skin.

he slowly pulled himself out of you and you buried your head into the pillow from the pleasure and pain of it all. you felt sunghoon’s cold hands prodding at your folds, spreading them apart and watching how cum poured out of you and down the curve of your ass. one of his hands spread more cum through your already messy pussy, a soft moan emitting from him as he held his cock in his other hand. “shit,” his hissed again, dragging out the vowel, while stroking himself.

you whimpered his name again, more pleading, and that seemed to throw him right over the edge. cum squirted from his cock and all over your stomach, thick and warm. it was a stark contrast to how cold he was and it always shocked you. “fuck,” he panted, eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment. sunghoon stared at you with glazed over eyes that were only focused on you.

leaning down, sunghoon pressed a soft kiss at the corner of your mouth before kissing you again fully on the lips. a low, satisfied hum tickled you as leaned his forehead against yours. sunghoon stayed like that for a moment before you felt him perk up. “oh, right, sorry…” he mumbled, and you weakly chuckled.

sunghoon touched the ice restraining your wrists and it melted away completely, the only sign of it ever being there being the cold drops of water on your skin. immediately, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back down to your lips. sunghoon smiled against your lips, kissing you back just as eagerly.

he pulled away slightly, a dopey smile on his face. his eyes were half shut, but you could still see the love in them. “warmer?” he asked you, his thumb coming to graze your bottom lip and no doubt the dried blood that covered it. you nodded, “blazing, actually.”

sunghoon chuckled and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. you could already tell the gears in his brain were turning again and he was thinking of a way to heal your swollen bottom lip. “i told you i had a way,” he said. “now, let me fix this and clean you up.”

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