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[bunnieswithknives]

OK JUST A LITTLE THING BECAUSE IM INSANE @cubbihue

Song: Plastic by Cheekface

[mamawasatesttube]

It always gets me excited when anyone mentions Tim’s neck scar from the warehouse explosion!! In the comic panel it looks severe but I never see anyone talk about it. Do you have any thoughts or headcanons about it?

YESSS tim neck scar enjoyers rise up!!!

as for thoughts and headcanons, i have some some vague ones yes! i think in general it's some severe scarring that took several months of skin graft operations and such to help heal. it's part of why the rr cowl is integral to him, imo - keeping the back of his head and neck covered and protected becomes a priority while it's still delicate and healing. and also he just generally wants to minimize exposed skin after that explosion. it prob leaves him with some hypertrophic scarring that's eventually covered by hair again, but more visible on his neck (part of why i also hc that he tends to wear high-collared shirts and turtlenecks + grows out his hair afterwards).

also alongside this, for the gays among us: i generally hc kon going to emt classes (like, as kon-el/superboy/supernova) because after last stand of new krypton, he's like man i could use ttk in medical contexts to save people all the time if only i knew how. so he shows up to a class like hi i have telekinesis please teach me what to do with it. and alongside that once he figures out that tim's got some significant scarring that sometimes locks up and gives him mobility issues or pain, kon also slides into an occupational therapist's office like heyyyy could you mayhaps give me some pointers on how i could use my fabulous Tactile Telekinesis to help out my best bro I MEAN a hypothetical guy who has this sort of scar-related muscle tension. tim finds this vaguely mortifying at first but melts So fast because it turns out that kon's ttk neck massages are godly.

[ma1dita]

Duddee, now you gotta write luke proposing to trouble, you simply cannot now IBHBHKK

the perfect weekend

a ‘partners in crime’ alternate universe installment - luke castellan x dionysus!reader

alternate universe masterpost

words: 1.2k (this was too cute the word count escaped me)

summary: alternate universe - the perfect weekend with your perfect boy, even if he thinks otherwise

a/n: happy luke happy luke happy luke FIANCE LUKE 

(posted 2/4/23 unbetad and written on caffeine)

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This weekend felt like a dream.

Luke took you to your favorite spots that you’ve both carved memories out of in Westport, buying you and his mom gorgeous fresh flowers from the farmers’ market, and he let you drag him around his hometown, spending hours in tiny antique shops and the record store on Main Street. He couldn’t get over how you always found fun in the simple things— even going to the pharmacy to pick up his mom’s medication felt like going to Disney World with you. He couldn’t be more sure of his decision, it was almost inconceivable to spend another day without you being his fiancee.

But luck wasn’t known to be on his side, after all (yeah, thanks dad). Luke’s always had to work harder to get what he wants, and he’s spent the past few years trying to prove himself to your dad—though deep down, he thinks Mr. D doesn’t mind him as much as he makes it seem. (Asking him for his blessing last week over a bottle of wine and a bone-shaking hug scared the wits out of him. He pretended to not notice the god cry.)

Luke just wants to give you what you deserve. And if he needs to spend the rest of his life working on it to prove it, he ought to do it with you by his side.

But he couldn’t think of how.

He tried proposing over dinner last night, with the smell of burnt cookies in the air, but that wasn’t romantic at all, and his hands were shaking so hard he knocked a glass over, prompting you and his mom to fuss over the mess and giggle over his silliness. You both chatted deep into the night, Luke sitting quietly and nodding at two of his favorite women babbling about who knows what (Sometimes he’s still convinced you like his mom more than him, but the way you both take care of him makes him tear up if he thinks too hard about it).

When you went horseriding this afternoon, he set up a picnic for lunch, which was romantic. Chocolate-covered strawberries and sandwiches made by mom, sparkling cider twinkling in the sun. Luke was sure it was going to be great timing— until he realized the ring box fell out of his pocket again, and he slipped in manure trying to rush you back to the house (The sound of your laughter at clumsiness made his heart warm though, and it almost made up for the three hours he looked for the stupid box in the grass that night when you fell asleep with his tiny Star Wars-themed flashlight).

He woke you up early before the sun rose, carrying you out to the car still bundled up in his old Toy Story throw blanket that you wouldn’t let him toss out when he brought it to college (The faded pictures of Buzz and Woody kept a smile on your face, and the memories it brought make you feel connected to 9-year-old Luke). The drive to the beach was short, a sleepy smile on your face as you felt Luke grab onto your hand, sand getting between your toes before he laid out a blanket and the both of you sat down.

Cracking open a redbull for the both of you to sip on, you leaned against his muscled frame, legs hanging over his lap as he wiped the sand off your feet, holding you close as he smiled.

“Good morning, handsome,” you grinned, leaning up for a kiss. Luke obliged, savoring the taste of you mixed with sleep and artificial peach. Your noses nudge against each other before he mumbles a reply, “Good morning, pretty girl.”

“Y’know? I could die happy just like this. I can’t think of anything else that would make this weekend more perfect.”

Luke hummed in contemplation, “I could think of a few things,” he said, as a laugh bubbled from his lips. A noise of confusion rose from you as you reached up to dust lint off his shirt before your knee nudged something hard in his pocket, and your eyebrow raised in mischief.

“Dirty boy, you get me out of your mom’s house and you’re already excited?”

And he laughed the stress off until it freed itself from his bones, pure elation radiating off of him before Eos even had a chance to spread her first rays of light into the sky. 

He’s never needed perfect.

He just needs you.

His hands dug into his pocket, pulling out the ring box that’s caused him so much trouble this weekend. But a life with you should’ve already prepared him for that—and the shock on your face became funnier when you launched yourself on top of him, kicking up sand and taking the air out of his lungs.

You both hit the ground with a loud thud, your nose buried in his chest as he chuckles at your scream. Why was he even worried to begin with? 

“Wait, wait, I still have something to say trouble, don’t jump ahead of the script!”

His hand rubbed your back in gentle strokes as he popped the box open to reveal a delicate golden band with two diamonds juxtaposed against each other sitting pretty on top.

“It’s always been you and me. And I’ve spent hours thinking of what to say, days trying to figure out when the time would be right, months working for a pretty ring that’s perfect for you, years loving you… and well… I want more. I want this, you and me spending the rest of our lives together because I can’t comprehend a future without you. I’d do anything for you trouble, and I don’t believe in much, but I believe in you. Us.”

You’ve cried so hard by this point that you’re convinced it’s so goddamn ugly but Luke smiles at you like he’s been promised immortality. And perhaps he has, with the future you two will have scrolling through his mind like an old film, a house on a hill, kids, a dog, shit—whatever you want as long as he’s with you it’ll be the closest thing to forever he’d have.

“Are you sure?” you said sniffling, and your boyfriend wiped your tears away like he has countless times before, though happy tears are something he’ll have to get used to.

“I literally ruined your proposal, I just thought you were horny, oh my gods…” Whining loudly and laughing, you held your shaking hand out as he sat up to put the ring on your finger.

“Well, we can fix that later. I still have a question to ask, after all.”

Luke grinned when your head nodded rapidly, finally shutting up so you wouldn’t interrupt him again.

“Will you,” he says so surely now, saying your name before continuing, “let me have the honor of spending the rest of our lives together as your husband?”

“Gods, yes. Fucking hell angelface, did you really think I’d say no?”

The both of you laughed through tears and snot as he placed the ring on your left hand, and still, it couldn’t be more perfect.

“A life with trouble is the life for me,” he mused, laughing as you covered his face in kisses before the both of you fell back into the sand a tangle of lips and lust and love.

You jolted up from your fiance’s embrace just as he thought he was going to get lucky, almost emptying your entire wallet of drachmas into the sand-covered blanket to Iris message your friends.

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[traumagenic-positivity]

my headmate was saying something, and I found it quite funny-

"call it dissociative identity disorder the way I- ...I???"

[hwa-ae]

Keep Quiet —

: ̗̀⇢pairings: student! dohoon x fem! reader

: ̗̀⇢synopsis: IN WHICH you and dohoon cant seem to control yourselves once left alone in an empty classroom after school.

: ̗̀⇢genre: smut, nsfw

: ̗̀⇢warnings: nsfw content, both read and dohoon are of legal age, fingering, p in v, dirty talk, slightly mean dohoon :(, pre-established relationship, dacryphilia, slight chocking, no protection (dont learn from them), public sex, minors do not interact (you are responsible for the content you consume)

: ̗̀⇢author's note: woah! first dohoon post and it happens to be a smut fic 🙏🏻

"dohoon- wait!" you tried to pry dohoon's hand away from between your thighs. you two were in a random empty classroom after school to 'study', except your boyfriend happened to have a... situation after you bent down to grab your pen which has rolled away onto the floor.

"i cant wait, [name], not after you practically shoved yourself in my face..." he mumbled, leaning down to leave open mouth kisses on your soft skin around your neck.

"what if people walk in and see?" you tried to hold his hand, which has been inching closer every second, away from it's goal.

"its after school, nobody will be here anyways, please baby?" he pleaded, looking at you with those eyes you couldnt resist. you finally nodded, moving your hand away from his, allowing it to inch closer and closer to whats behind your underwear.

you let out a soft moan after he rubbed against your clit through your underwear, moving his finger up and down slowly while kissing you deeply.

"shit, [name] you're so wet... is this all for me, baby?" he teased you, moving away to have a better look at your face, smirking as he saw your red face and embarrassed expression.

you stayed quiet, moving your hips against his hand as he halted his movement to stare at you before he stopped your hips with his other hand.

"what a needy girl..." he laughs out, sliding your underwear down your legs, carrying you up to rest you against the desk.

"stop teasing me, dohoonie... you were the horny one anyways..." you huffed, looking away and crossing your arms over your chest, embarrassed as you tried to defend your pride.

"alright, alright, but you wanted this too..." he slowly slid a finger into you as he continued talking. "so wet, my finger slid right in..."

you let out soft breaths, leaning your head against dohoon's wide chest as he fingered you slowly, adding in another finger to help loosen you up.

"shh... stay quiet baby, you wouldn't want someone to walk in on us now, do you? i bet you would like that though," he whispered in your ear as you whimpered, his voice sending shivers down your spine, straight to between your legs.

he sped up his movements, adding in a third finger to stretch you out as much as possible to take him later.

"i cant wait anymore, [name], can i put it in? do you need me to finger you more?" he asked quickly for your consent, not wanting to hurt you in anyway possible, to which you shook your head quickly, begging him to fuck you as soon as possible.

he unzipped his pants, sliding it down enough to pull his cock out of his underwear, using your slick as lube to slide into you smoothly. as soon as he bottomed out inside of you, dohoon lets out a loud groan, looking at where you two are connected with intense eyes.

"youre so tight, are you trying to milk me dry, hm?" he asks a rhetorical question, reaching his hand down to rub your clit slowly. "turn around for me baby, bend over the desk for me."

he slid out of you, turning you around to bend you over in a doggy style position before sliding in again. he began to move his hips, moving quicker and quicker every second, finding a quick rhythm to move his hips to.

"fuck, you feel so good around me..." he cursed, leaning forward and bringing a hand around your throat to pull you back against him, just enough for him to twist his neck to kiss you deeply.

loud pants and skin slapping sounds echoes from the four walls of the room, the locked door not allowing any sounds to travel outside the walls.

"im gonna cum, do you want it inside or outside?" he asked quickly, not halting his movements even after you responded with a soft 'outside'. his thrusts got quicker and sloppier, turning into small humps and less like thrusts with each passing second as he gets closer and closer.

"fuck!" he cursed loudly as he pulled out, spilling all over your back as you orgasmed from his fingers rubbing your clit the entire time. he leaned over, pulling you into a tired kiss as he took his time to breath and rest after that.

he walks away, grabbing a bunch of tissues at the front of the classroom, before walking back and cleaning you off with the tissues.

"you did so well for me, baby. thank you so much for taking care of me," he kissed your cheek and leaves a peck on your lip before pulling your underwear back up and sitting you down on his lap, allowing you to take a short nap, wrapped in his arms ♡

© 2024, hwa-ae ♥︎

do not steal, plagiarise or translate my work on any platforms!

[s0fti3w1tch]

Story 1 - Enemies

*if it wasn't clear, the scene maskless Leo (in this part) are flashbacks from several years in the past

Part 1 || Part 2 (Here!) || Next (Coming Soon)

Masterpost

I'll answer asks from before and after this comic part after my work tomorrow (aka today because it's 1 AM help) ♥︎edit: nvm, I'm about to knock out. I'll get t y'all soon this week!

[aericide]

⢑⠨⠂ ᥡou cᥲᥒ drι᥎e aᥣl night ⭐️

[prentissluvr]

CONGRATS ON 800 RAAAAAAH THATS MY FRIGGIN GORL!!!!!!!!!!! for ur gift from me to u please take the thought of our beloved boy Sam deciding that you groaning about aches and pains in your legs and back are too irritating and gives you a massage that turns into backshots okay I love u have a good day xoxo yonks anon

THANK YOU BESTIEEEE ARGHHH HEHE <333

omg thanks for a gift wowow you're too cute and sweet heh HAVE A LOVELY DAY <333

MDNI with this post please please please !!!!

hehe at first he's like aweee my poor baby is sore :(( i'll massage it for you :) but omg you're still complaining while he massages you, half moaning how it feels nice and thanking him for being sweet, then groaning about how annoying it is that you're so sore. so he finishes massaging your legs (and totally teases you and tries to get you worked up by being so so handsy with your thighs)

then you're shifting around to lay on your stomach and he flips you over, basically straddling your ass as he massages your back. he pays special attention to your lower back both because he knows that's where you're most sore, but also most sensitive. the feeling of his big, encompassing hands splayed over your lower back is intoxicating. his thumbs, then palms press into the upper flesh of your ass, and he sits back on your upper thighs and his hard cock presses into you <3

and finally, he shifts up onto his knees on either side of your legs, grabs your hips and pulls them up until you're settled onto your own knees. he pushes his hips into your ass and asks, "you want this, baby?" of course you want it, there's a reason you were moaning so unabashedly as he gave you a massage.

so he unzips his jeans, pulls his cock from his boxers, then pulls down your pants and underwear and sinks slowly into you because you're already soaking wet from his big hands pawing at you <3

[doumadono]

I just wanna know why so many adult mha smut creators say they age up minors as if it justifies their attraction to them. Would you say it's okay to age up Eri too?

Ah, aging-up fictional characters, my favorite controversial topic! ♥ You know, I was low-key anticipating an anon to drop this kind of question, sooner nor later (what a pity you didn't have balls to come off-anon tho!). I've had my fair share of childish anons before, and trust me, those went straight into the digital dumpster. But hey, this time, I've decided to lay it all out on the table, crystal clear 🙅‍

You know, I've done it all – murder, rape, summoned demons, even glorified Satan and had several children killed in my stories. But guess what? Not a single pair of handcuffs in sight! 😎 And don't get me started on the horror section at any bookstore - it's like a buffet of dreadful deeds.

Let's be real, the purity police can take a hike. There's something oddly fishy about the fact that fanfic, mostly crafted by awesome writers, gets the brunt of the criticism or some ridiculous accusations, especially the smutty bits, while the gruesome stuff gets a free pass 🤷

Look, folks, it's all about context. Fiction is a realm where creativity knows no bounds, right? So, if I want to age-up a character for a mature storyline, I'll go for it 🤷 Look, it's all a part of the creative process. Fiction is like a playground where we can swing from the monkey bars of imagination, right? Aging-up fictional characters is a common practice in creative communities, and it's important to remember that these characters exist solely within the realm of fiction - they are not real, so it doesn't hurt them in any single way. It allows creators to explore different scenarios and relationships without crossing any ethical boundaries :) Also! Aging-up characters isn't some sneaky scheme to write "inappropriate" content about youngsters. It's about taking characters you adore or find fascinating and giving them a new lease on life. It's like those college AU fanfics for characters in their late 30s or kidfic for full-grown adults. It's all about exploring different phases of their lives. So, whether it's smutty or not, the essence remains the same 😎 You see, the whole "aging-up" thing in fanfic/fanart is just common sense. We're not into the whole "let's sexualize kids" scene, so we gracefully turn our characters into adults. It's all about creating content featuring responsible, grown-up folks. And let's get real, if reading about something meant you were all in on it, then every mystery novel reader out there would have to be either an undercover detective nor a murderer 😎 So let's dial down the judgment and just enjoy our creative freedom, shall we?

But you know, trying to equate aging-up with things like grooming/pedophilia is like saying eating a banana is the same as piloting a spaceship because they're both hands-on activities. Let's keep our perspective here, folks, and not get too carried away with the terminology 😂

If you don’t want to read those stories (containing aged-up characters/dark content/smut with aged-up characters) - then don’t read them - problem solved!

Oh, how times have changed, my friend! Back in the day, I used to let all those comments and anonymous hate bring me down. But guess what? I've evolved, and I've got news for the critics: I write what I want to write, and nobody's gonna tell me otherwise. I've got this little thing called free will, and I'm not about to hand it over to anyone who thinks they can dictate what I should or shouldn't put on paper. If that means ruffling a few feathers, so be it. I've shed my tear-soaked days and embraced the fact that I couldn't care less about those sensitive souls who can't handle a bit of fiction. So, to all you "snowflakes" out there, if you're trying to stifle my creativity, good luck, because I'm just going to crank up the heat and write even smuttier storylines with aged-up characters! Thanks for the encouragement, dear Nonnie – you've only fueled my fire! 🔥😎 I might even consider writing some very dark-themed fic with aged-up Eri, why not! 😈

Oh, hey Anon! Quick question for you. Have you ever picked up a Stephen King book? You know, the master of horror and suspense? Well, if you have, you might've noticed that he doesn't shy away from some pretty explicit content, and not just with adults. Sometimes he writes about kids too, and they're sometimes off legal age as well! Surprise, surprise. You can stroll into a bookstore, grab a book off the shelf, and guess what? There's a good chance that some of those books contain content that would make a sailor blush! Yet, the world isn't collapsing because of it. The point is, even in mainstream literature, you'll find situations that might make you raise an eyebrow. So, let's not throw stones at age-up fiction creators when the literary giants sometimes walk on the same edge, right? 😏

In the conclusion, if you've got a problem with aging-up fictional characters, dear Nonnie, you might want to take a chill pill and remember that it's all just a bit of fun in the end ♥ Well, you know what would truly make my day? If you took the liberty to hit that "block" button with glee and gracefully vanished from my interactions. And if, by some chance, you decide to stick around, don't hold your breath for a response. I'll be too busy conjuring up some fiery, smutty tales featuring Bakugo or Shoto or any other character I like to bother with your, shall we say, less-than-enlightening queries. But hey, chin up, pal – here's a little nugget of wisdom from your "older and wiser" friend: go get a life. It's an absolute game-changer 😜 I'm tagging some content creators who write dark fics or use aged-up characters and might face similar anons/anon hate: @mrskokushibo @ectologia @kyojurismo @bakubunny

[jensensitive]

I think EITHER jackles longcon OR if someone asked jensen at a con what he considers the difference is between romantic and platonic feelings without referencing kissing and sex, his prefrontal cortex would start making a high pitched ringing noise and smoke would come out of his ears and then he'd just start listing things that can easily be applied to destiel and then he'd fall over on the ground and be like ○|￣|_ for several minutes

[sysig]

Growing closer than expected (Patreon)

[yappacadaver]

How would zevlor react to his hair being ruffled?

It really depends on who you are to him

[meirimerens]

i am so sorry about the dementia. this is terrifying.

^ nobody be scared this is something i shared on twitter (my dad forgetting how to get someplace while we were out driving even though we went there dozens of times. did Not make me feel good since his own father passed after a long slow and painful to see deterioration from alzheimer's) anon is not privy to some deep meiri lore

with that said Thank you anon for your concern that's very sweet, for now absolutely nothing is said or set, my dad is doing really good beyond His Usual, he just forgor This One Thing One Time and it's mostly just me like. Not Feelin Too Good About It because i ♥ worrying about my parents' health. my mother said she also forgot but won't lie i just think she's saying that to reassure me. was feeling like this

seeing my dad do a full roundabout because he didn't know how to get somewhere.

tldr for now Not Confirmed Dementia. Might Not Be This and Might Not Become This. but with how i saw my papy be affected by it i ain't feelin too good about this. THANK YOU ANON THOUGH VERY SWEET

[a-s-levynn]

I humbly request a tiny ves with some sunflowers that are too big for him, but he's so happy to have them anyway. 🌻🌻

(take your time of course I just think that'd be adorable, thank you for all your art, it makes me so happy ❤️)

Please excuse our slowness, but he was trying to pick a favourite sunflower, regardless of all of them looking equally lovely ♥

[cxncrie-a]

@hellshoard asked: The doe wasn't new to Heaven. She knew the ins and out of it. She knew who everyone was. So when she ran into Adam, of all angels, she's quick on her feet to back away. Pink fluffy wings fluttered for a moment, tucking against her for tightly, "Quite sorry, good fellow! Seems that my head was up in the clouds today."

Unprompted Asks || Always Accepting.

" Fuck bitch what the fuck. "

   It unfortunately caught him off guard to the point his grip on his cup loosened enough for him to drop it. Well, so much for finishing that drink, and now he's going to have to go get another one. Feathers fluffing up briefly in anger, he mumbles something under his breath before turning to look at Allurina. 

" No shit bitch, you just made me drop my drink. " Classy. " Fuck's your problem anyway, tits? You always got your head up in the clouds that you can't pay attention to where the fuck you're going or some shit? "

[hwa-ae]

Shinyu smut please! Any kind that you’d like

Nervous —

: ̗̀⇢pairings: shinyu x lesserafim member! reader

: ̗̀⇢synopsis: IN WHICH you decide to sneak into his dressing room when he was changing for dance practice recording to calm his nerves, after all, you're a more experienced idol, no?

: ̗̀⇢genre: fluff to smut, nsfw

: ̗̀⇢warnings: nsfw content, pre-established relationship, slightly subby shinyu if you squint, oral (m! receiving), reader swallows cum, minors do not interact (you are responsible for the content you consume)

: ̗̀⇢author's note: im so sorry this took so long to get out! i had so much work and things to do :((

Shinyu ♡

shinyu ♡: baby, im so nervous for the dance practice recording :((

[name] ♡: do u need help? i can come help calm yr nerves!! im nearby yr dance practice room!

shinyu ♡: would u really? please and thank u :D

you turned off your phone after reading the message, making your way to his changing room, where you assumed he would be at. this was the first dance practice recording he would have, and he has been stressing about it for the past week.

knock knock!!

hearing the knock on his door, shinyu got up excitedly, clearly happy to see you again.

"junghwan?" you called out to him after he opened his door, dragging you in immediately.

"i missed you so much, im really nervous for the recording... what if i mess up during the recording and we need to rerecord because of me?" he hugged you tight, mumbling into your neck as he buried his face into it.

"hey, its okay baby... i know you'll do well, im sure you wont mess up. after all, you've been practicing diligently, havent you?" you patted his head gently, caressing it carefully so you dont mess it up before the recording.

"mhm... thank you baby..." he mumbled out again, unintentionally sticking his leg in between yours, rubbing against your cunt unconsciously.

"junghwan... y-your leg..." you tried to warn him, stuttering slightly when his leg shifted after you called his name.

"hm? o-oh! im so sorry i didnt realise!" he immediately jumped out of your grasp, removing his leg from between yours and standing far away from you, embarrassed.

"its okay, its just that... i think i found a way to calm your nerves..." you said suggestively, walking slowly towards shinyu, alike a predator.

"w-what might that be?" shinyu asked nervously, shifting his feet awkwardly.

"you'll see..." you stood right in front of him, rubbing the bulge in his pants as it slowly got bigger as you continued.

"[name]-" he gripped onto your arms, eyes wide open, as he tried to process the pleasure along with everything that was going on.

"let me take care of you, junghwan..." you dragged him to a couch, sitting him down and pulling his pants off.

"is this all for me?" you held onto his cock, holding it next to your face to taunt and tease him as he looked away slightly, face covered in blush as he mumbled a yes.

you licked a long stripe on his cock, before swirling your tongue on his tip, making him let out a muffled moan while holding your hair back in a makeshift ponytail in one hand and covering his mouth with another hand.

"[name] please..." shinyu pleaded, eyes filled with lust as he looked down on you. you slowly took the rest of him in your mouth, bopping your head up and down while teasing that one vein under his cock with your tongue.

you hurried with your movements as he pushed your head down on his cock, not wanting to take up too much time as shinyu needed to go for his recording soon. after all, you could always tease him another time.

"ahh-! [name], gonna cum- gonna cum-! mmph!" he rambled mindlessly, thrusting his hips upwards to mert your mouth as he came down your throat.

shinyu panted breathlessly, watching as you swallow his cum easily, sticking your tongue out at him to show him your empty mouth.

"are you feeling less nervous now?" you rested your arms on his legs, putting your head on top of your arms, leaning on them as you smiled up at shinyu as if you didnt just give him the most mindblowing blowjob of his life.

"mhm... I'll make it up to you at home later, thank you baby." he leaned down, pecking your lips before standing up and fixing his pants.

"shinyu hyung! its time for recording!" you both heard kyungmin calling for shinyu outside, unknowing of what just happened inside.

"I'll see you later, good luck on your recording!" you wished him with a wide grin as he thanked you and waved goodbye at you, leaving the room.

© 2024, hwa-ae ♥︎

do not steal, plagiarise or translate my work on any platforms!