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hello! i would like to request a miguel x f!reader thatâs a littleâŠout there.
basically, miguel and reader have been trying for a baby for whileeee. natural, in vitro, all that, but nothing has been working. it puts a strain on their relationship and they are about to give up until reader begs him that they try one more time, and thatâs when they get their little one
a/n: i'm soooo sorry for taking so long with this request, i've just been in a horrible slump lately :' i hope the anon who requested sees this :) xx
infertility.
the atmosphere in your house is perpetually tense.
for the past two and a half years, miguel and you had been trying for a baby. the both of you had tried several different methods, and in excruciating detail.
when the simple process of unprotected sex failed to get you pregnant, the two of you began tracking your ovulation. the process of making love to have a child together became a somewhat tedious process. this was the first sign of strain on your marriage.
after trying for almost eight months, the two of you started looking into in vitro fertilisation, or IVF. you threw yourself into researching good doctors and clinics, spending all your free time looking at reviews on said clinics. miguel did the same. at some point, the only topic of conversation between the two of you was IVF: doctors, clinics, success rates. another sign of strain on your marriage. too determined to find a way to have a child, the two of you didn't realise how much of a toll it was taking on your marriage.
when several rounds of IVF did not work, and the bills were piling up, you made the decision to stop trying through IVF. you were heartbroken, knowing how much miguel wanted a child of his own. you were thrown into a spiral, feeling that you had disappointed miguel, that you had let him down in some way.
for the past two and a half years, you suffered multiple miscarriages, never successfully delivering a healthy baby.
you were heartbroken that despite your efforts to get pregnant, you seemed to fail every time. you were by no means old, you were still at the age where you were able to have children. but for some reason, you still weren't able to get pregnant.
as you stared at yet another set of negative pregnancy tests on the sink counter, you turned to look at miguel sitting on the toilet bowl cover, resting his head in his hands.
"i'm so sorry miguel." you whispered.
without a word, miguel stood up and stormed out of the bathroom, and out of the house.
you were sad, hurt, and angry. all for a multitude of reasons. you were sad that you had let miguel down. you were sad that despite trying to hard, all your efforts were to no avail. you were hurt that instead of comforting you and acknowledging that both of you shared the pain, miguel left you all alone. you were angry that miguel did not seem to care much about you anymore. all he cared about was making a baby. not making love, not fucking, just the monotonous process of making a baby. neither love and tenderness, nor passion and lust.
that night, you made up your mind to stand up for yourself.
when miguel returned, you were sitting at the dining table, nursing a hot cup of tea. tea which apparently increased fertility. what bullshit.
"nice of you to return." you said, taking a sip of your tea.
"what do you want from me?" miguel sighed, taking off his shoes.
"i want you to treat me like your wife again, miguel. i want you to treat me like a person. i'm not just here for you to try and make a baby. and how dare you walk out on me today? you're not the only one who's disappointed, you know?" when you finished your sentence, you felt your heart drop, something you thought wasn't physically possible.
as you blinked, tears ran down your face. you didn't move to wipe them off.
the silence spoke volumes.
miguel closed the space between the two of you. gently wiping the tears off your face, he said, "mi corazĂłn, i'm so sorry. there is no excuse for the way i have been acting. i should have talked to you about it, and i should have been there for you. i hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."
the emotions you had been suppressing for so long came crashing down on you all at once. you said nothing in response to miguel, sobbing in his arms. he rubbed gentle circles on your back, pressing light kisses to the side of your head.
that night, you fell asleep wrapped in miguel's arms for the first time in what felt like a decade.
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a week after your "fight", you were still in a terrible space, physically and mentally. you were exhausted to say the least. the countless miscarriages and the numerous failed attempts at conceiving a child were all piling up and slamming into you like a truck.
you were lifeless, tired, and you had just about given up. you and miguel had tried everything, and nothing worked. you had come to accept the fact that maybe, just maybe there was no more point on trying. you just had to accept the cards you'd been dealt.
you were tired of trying and trying, only to be disappointed every single time. you were tired of feeling guilty, like you had let down miguel, like you had robbed him the opportunity of the happy family he'd always wanted.
you knew how much it meant to him, but you were simply too exhausted to bear the weight of the constant disappointment and guilt.
so, you made up your mind to talk to miguel. to ask him to just consider that maybe it was time to give up. and that was exactly what you did.
that night, when miguel returned home, you sat him down at the dining table, and told him that the two of you needed to have a talk.
"miguel, i'm tired. i know all you want is a family, but i don't think i can do this anymore. i'm grumpy all the time, i feel like shit, nothing we've tried is working."
"butâ" miguel cut himself off, swallowing. you knew he was against it. but you decided to keep quiet and wait for him to express his opinions. after a pause, miguel continued, "okay. querida, i want you to know that you could never, ever disappoint me. i am so, so proud of you for soldiering on til this point. i love you so, so much. but would you consider trying one last time? tonight? please."
miguel looked so hopeful that even you had a spark of hope. seeing no harm in agreeing, you said yes.
that night, before miguel lead you into the bedroom, you prayed to every God, that the two of you would be blessed with a little bundle of joy.
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in the weeks following your last attempt at conceiving a child, you decided to focus on yourself, and take better care of yourself.
you began eating healthier, going on walks, sleeping earlier. you did everything you could to start feeling like yourself again.
you did things like make smoothies in the morning, cook more meals, and even took up painting.
life was starting to return to normal, and you felt the best you'd felt in months, years even.
you did everything right.
which is why you and miguel were so concerned when you started feeling fatigued, when your body started aching. when your favourite foods started tasting unpleasant, when there was always a persisting metallic taste in your mouth.
so you went to the doctor, who brought you news you'd never thought you'd hear.
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"well, mr and mrs o'hara, congratulations. mrs o'hara, all these symptoms you've been experiencing are all common symptoms of early stages of pregnancy." the doctor beamed as she shared the news.
you were shocked, to say the least. you turned to miguel, and saw a sparkle in his eye, right before he swiftly picked you up and spun you around as you let out a laugh.
you carried on with the rest of your day with a bounce in your step.
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the nine months blew by quicker than you'd expected. you had maintained your healthy eating and lifestyle, making sure to keep fit. you took prenatal supplements and vitamins, and did everything you could to make sure that you would safely carry your little bean to term.
miguel had converted the guest room into a nursery, built a crib, painted the walls, he did everything.
before you knew it, your little bundle of joy, your baby girl, was in your arms, sleeping. (not without an excruciatingly long labour, nothing less you'd expect of an o'hara baby).
miguel spent all his time buying new thingsfor your baby, and hovering over you, making sure that the both of you were safe at any given moment.
the struggle with infertility had been long and challenging, but the arrival of your daughter made every tear, every heartache, and every moment of uncertainty and disappointment worth it.
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hear me out...chan trying to fit it in but he's too big and he's whispering all kinds of stuff trying to get you to take it and you're frustrated and needy and you're just so !! done !! because it feels empty and he's so close yet he's not in and finally finally, his thick tip catches and he inches in agonizingly slow simply to hear you whine for it
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âitâs too big, channie,â you whimper, peering down between your legsâ the big fat tip of chanâs cock throbs an angry red as he slides it up between your pussy lips, taps it against your fluttering hole. your ankles dangle in the air over his shoulders, thighs pushed up to your chest by his body pinning you against the mattress, so close you could feel his hot breath, ache for a kiss from the plump, spit-slick lips he bit in arousal. he grips the base of his shaft in one hand, guiding it to push at your rim; youâre frightened by the sheer size of it, thick as a can, veins fat and pulsing⊠the pressure of it was already overwhelming yet you roll your hips down eagerly, desperate for it to slide in and fill you up.
âshh, stay still, babygirl,â chan coos so sweet, his veiny hand splayed out across your tummy. âand take this fucking cock. daddy knows you can.â
your pussy is making it difficult, so wet chanâs cock misses your hole, slides up your folds to bump against your clit. you shake in pleasure and frustration, reaching your hand down to take ahold of chanâs cock yourselfâ chan lets you with a warm smile, his thick arms shaking with every slick twist of your hand.
âyou need me that bad, baby?â he chuckles, breathless. âthought you said it was too big.â
âiâm so empty,â you whine in response, angling his flared head to spear your core. âneed your big cock, daddyââ finally, finally his tip catches and slides in, sudden yet so achingly slow, your eyes rolling back in tandem with chanâs deep, guttural groan; the stretch burns deliciously, clouds over your senses as your mouth drops open in a moan for more.
âthere you go, baby, just like that,â chan continues to bully his cock in past your tight rim, slow and gentleâ but thereâs nothing gentle about the way he fills you up, inch by fat, throbbing inch stretching your wet gummy walls to their limits. you can feel every ridge, every vein drag hot and heavy⊠you let go of his shaft in favor for scratching deep red marks into his flexing bicep, scrambling for something to hold on to and ground you. âdaddyâs good girl, taking his cock so wellâ feels so good, doesnât it?â
âb-bigâ!â you croak in a daze, an echo of your earlier sentiments; it was all you could manage to make yourself say, rendered brainless in an instant as chanâs blunt cockhead kisses your cervix. âsoâ so fucking big! ân deep, daddy, fuckââ
âyeah?â chan huffs, hips stuttering flush against yours. âam i too big for your little cunt, baby? feel me all the way up here?â
he presses down on the bulge his cock makes in your belly, causing the both of you to keen, your little dripping pussy fluttering around his cock as he twitches inside of you; you desperately want him to move, start pounding your pussy like youâve been wanting so, so badly⊠you eagerly nod at chanâs teasing words, buck your hips the best you can folded in half. âyes, yes!â you wail, voice slurred, âgive it to me daddy, please!â
âyouâre so pretty when youâre begging for me, angel,â chan grins crookedly, pulling his hips back to slide himself out of your hole. you hold your breath in wicked anticipation. âbeg some more and iâll give you what you need.â
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APPROACHING PEOPLE
â¶: approaching people, especially today, can be difficult due to insecurities, lack of social interaction, anxiety, or whatever other fears one could have when it comes to this topic.
CONVERSATION STARTERS
â¶: not knowing what to say is typically a big reason we don't approach people. starting up conversation may seem difficult depending on the person you are trying to talk to. my biggest tips are to either find something you both find interest in, talk about everyday topic (school, hobbies, music, etc), or starting off with a compliment. here's some conversation starter examples!!
â¶- "I love your shirt, where's it from?" (starting off with a compliment often helps you give off more of a friendly approach that may make it easier for them to talk to you. asking questions often leads to more conversation!!)
â¶- (classmate) "the test was more challenging than I thought, how'd it go for you?" (finding common things to conversate over gives you both a flow for conversation. you could also change this around for a workspace or another setting)
MINDSET
â¶-cultivating a new mindset could definitely play a huge part on how you interact or approach people. we often feel self conscious about things like out appearance, our mannerisms, etcetera, when it comes to talking to new people.
â¶- believe it or not, 90% of the time, the people we talk to don't even know the tiny things you're beating yourself up over. so changing your mindset could make a huge difference when it comes to approaching others.
â¶- for example: instead of having the mindset of "they're looking at my hair because it looks bad", instead, think "they're looking at my hair because my hair looks extra good today" (this may take a little bit of delusion đ)
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Can i have a fluffy spencer x reader piece. Just something cozy where they are all at rossis maybe after a case for some team bonding and chill time. And like he is offering everyone wine and reader goes along like "i can't" bcs she pregnant? Fluff fluff super fluff pls
Spencer Reid x Fem! Reader Trope: Established Relationship; Fluff! Just fluff! wc: 0.6k A/N: Reader is not part of the BAU, hope that's alright. I had fun writing this, hope you enjoy! Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated đ Main masterlist
Special Diet. // Spencer Reid
Your fiancee and his team had been out on the field for three consecutive cases all over the country. Just through Spencerâs nightly ritual calls alone, you could tell how tired and stressed he was and by extension the other members. Which was why, during their second night back in home ground, you volunteered to cook them a small feastâas long as Rossi hosted it in his place, which he readily agreed to as he was never one to say ânoâ when a culinary chef such as yourself volunteers to cook up a meal.
âSo what did our local chef cook up for the night?â Morgan asked as the team sat around the laid out table by the backyard.
You smiled, placing the finishing touches on the table. âI wanted to give the Italian cuisine a break so I present to you, French delicacies. For the starters, we have here salade lyonnaise with slices of baguetteââ gesturing to the mid-size plate to their upper left. ââour mains, steak frites, and yes, I remembered to make yours rare, Morganââ a few chuckles escaped from the team members as the called out profiler sheepishly placed his hand down ââand profiteroles for dessert.â
Rossi then started going around the table with his choice of wine to match the lavish dinner youâve prepared.
âIf you werenât engaged to Reid, Iâd marry you,â Penelope gushed as she took a bite of her meal.
Emily chuckled. âGet in line, Penelope. I get to marry her first if she changes her mind.â
âYou never fail to impress me, Bambina. Now can I interest you for a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon?â Rossi asked as he reached your seat between Spencer and Emily.
âActually, no thank you,â your answer eliciting an echo of utensils being dropped on the table. âIâm trying to cut back.â
JJ leaned forward. âOur very own wine connoisseur is saying no to Rossiâs aged wine?â
âIâm trying this special diet,â you shrugged, subtly studying if any of the best profilers the FBI has to offer understood the real reason why. Based on Hotchâs small smile behind his glass wine, the unit chief had caught on quite quickly.
âYou donât need to diet. Youâre petite and fit, right kid?â Morgan clarified.
The corners of Spencerâs lips pulled slightly up as he squeezed your hand in his. âActually, she does need to stick to the diet.â
Penelope gasped, clearly appalled at the stance your fiancee had taken. âTake that back! No way you said that, Reid!â
You giggled at the affronted reactions of the teamâminus Hotch and Rossi as the two older profilers clinked their glasses together at the side. âItâs fine, Penny. Itâs the truth anyway.â
Emily sent a dirty look to Spencer before asking on. âWhat else does this special diet entail?â
âUnpasteurized dairy, cold cuts, liver, game meat, and raw sushi to name a few,â Spencer listed out loud and with each, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
âWait, isnât thatââ JJ mumbled before promptly standing up from her seat and rushing to give you a hug.
Morgan tilted his head to the side. âWhat? What did I miss?â
Spencer chuckled before revealing the most obvious clue. âShe has to follow the strict diet for 36 more weeks.â
There was a beat of silence before shouts and squeals emitted from all ends of the table.
âYouâre pregnant?â Penelope gasped.
Emily added on. âWith boy genius?â
You both nodded, bringing out a printed sonogram safely tucked in Spencerâs jacket that was draped around your shoulders. It had been a surprise when you went in for your yearly check-up but it was the type of news that Spencer quickly became happy with. His own family was expanding and he couldnât have chosen a better partner than you.
âWe present to you, baby Reid!â
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Rin Itoshi and female s/o taking each other first time
omgggggg i tried to make it romantic and sweet but i do love a slutty ass dude who's in control so apologies if this isnt exactly what u wanted hehe
warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, virgin!rin, virgin!reader, fingering, best friends to lovers, mutual pining, tit sucking, "just the tip" pfft, slight manipulation, brief condom use, premature ejaculation, creampie.
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Your heart races as you watch Rin scroll through his phone and find some music to play. He looks so serious, though thatâs nothing new. You donât dare speak, worried youâll say the wrong thing if you do. He looks up at you, briefly, offering a weak smile before looking through his phone again.
âWe donât have to do this, you know.â he tells you without even looking at you. You watch him as he starts hooking up his phone to the Bluetooth speaker in your room, and you shuffle uncomfortably on top of your bed.
âI want to⊠âm just scared.â you confess, breath shaking slightly as you exhale. âDo you still want to?â you wonder, feeling shy as you ask. Youâre sure he wouldnât be here if he didnât want to, though.
Rin doesnât do anything he has no interest in.
âYeah.â he tells you, setting his phone down before looking back at you, finally. Heâs so far away, it feels too formal. Though you assume he wants to set the pace and make sure everything is comfortable for you both before you proceed. âWe agreed,â
âI know.â you nod, recalling the moment you decided as teenagers to give each other your virginities if you hadnât lost them after you turned twenty. âJust checking.â
The concept of Rin being single, let alone a virgin, is something you canât even begin to comprehend. Youâve been best friends with him since you could talk. You remember him having no interest in you until you forced your way into playing soccer games with him and his brother. You soon gave it up once you got what you wanted, but youâve been inseparable ever since.
Girls have always thrown themselves at Rin, but he never cared. Not really. You remember him having one girlfriend and it never went anywhere. It only lasted three weeks. He told you the gory details of their sex lives, though. Only because you asked.
It didnât go past hand stuff.
âI brought condoms.â he tells you, pulling a box from his bag and setting them down on the desk heâs sitting by.
âI- Iâm on the pill.â you respond. âI heard it feels better without⊠those. But we should use them.â
âOkay, yeah.â he agrees.
â⊠but we donât have to.â
âIâll use one.â he assures you, not wanting to make you feel pressured to go raw for his benefit. Though youâre sure it would be for yours, too. âIf you want me to take it off, I can do that.â
You nod, agreeing.
âThis is soâŠâ you think, searching around the room for any inspiration of a descriptor to use. He stares at you, intently, wondering what you might say. Heâd never tell you, but heâs just as nervous as you are. Of course he has an edge of experience ahead of you, but heâs still clueless. He wants to make sure this is going to be nice for you.
Perfect, if possible.
âWhat?â
âFormal.â you shrug.
âOh, Iâm sorry.â he responds, scratching his neck as he thinks about what you told him. He looks around, feeling a little too awkward to make eye contact. âI just want to make sure everythingâs going to be okayâŠâ
âItâs fine, youâre right.â you smile, âI just thought my first time would be⊠romantic. Itâs stupid, Iâm sorry.â you shake your head, dismissing the idea.
You knew youâd end up here with him eventually. You had no intention of losing your virginity to anyone else, after all. Youâve been in love with him for years, and finding out he got a girlfriend almost killed you. It was hard hearing about how they became intimate, but you were so fucking relieved when they broke up.
He only decided to get a girlfriend because he thought you werenât interested in him, though. Youâve always been a forbidden fruit he wouldnât dare try to cross a line with. Youâre his best friend, after all. He wouldnât want the romantic feelings he has towards you to ruin that.
âItâs not stupid.â he assures you. âHere, pick some music.â he hands you his phone.
You start to scroll and realise youâre looking on a playlist he created aptly named sex playlist. It makes you giggle, but you donât comment. And you donât pay him any mind as he leaves the room while you continue searching for a song.
The boy has good taste, you soon realise.
He comes back a few minutes later with some candles from a nearby cupboard. He knows you too well. You hoard them, you always have. You get an abundance each year for Christmas and rarely use them. He starts lighting them and placing them around the room.
You finally look up as he turns the light on, the room dimly lit by the burning flames scattered around.
âIs this better? I should have gotten some rose petals or somethingâŠâ
âN-No, this is fine.â you smile, âThank you, Rinnie, this is nice.â
He clears his throat and sits beside you on your bed. You quickly hand him his phone, prompting him to lean over to place it back down on your desk.
Your heartbeat begins to increase rapidly as he faces you. You havenât even so much as kissed before, let alone what else will follow. He reaches out to caress your face, and it takes all of your willpower to not flinch.
âR-Rin⊠do you, um, d-do you watchâŠâ
âPorn? Yeah. Do you?â
His reply makes your face flush with heat and the thought of confessing your own truth makes you even hotter. You look away from him, twiddling your fingers in your lap and looking at those instead.
âI know it wonât be like that⊠itâs your first time. And mine.â he reminds you.
Heâs always been so mature. And youâre glad heâs doing all he can to put you at ease. He puts a finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him again. You gulp, nervously, before nodding. He smirks at that.
âGood, Iâm glad,â he tells you, beautiful jade eyes flickering with flames as he stares at you. âMeans you know what you like.â he leans into you, an attempt to kiss which you immediately back away from. And you apologise, profusely, assuring him that youâre still a little nervous.
âIâ I know guys can, you know, it can be quick⊠s-so donât feel bad.â
âDonât worry about that.â he shakes his head. âIf I cum quickly, Iâll make sure you finish.â
He closes the distance between the two of you, his lips planting softly on your own. His eyes close as he loses himself to it, though you keep yours open for a little while as you process what is happening.
Youâre making out with your best friend!
Though when his large, dominating hands begin to fondle your chest, you pull away entirely.
âSorry, did I hurt you?â he wonders.
âN-No, I didnât expect you to be so confident.â you whisper, and he kisses you again, smiling into it.
Your eyes close as you allow him to continue locking lips with you. His hand entirely gropes one of your tits and his thumb casually strokes over it. Even through the layers of your crop top and bra, you find yourself mewling softly.
He smooths his hand over the curve of your waist until he reaches the bottom of your crop top. His fingers breach upwards towards your bra, roughly groping at it and the fat of your tits.
âO-Ow.â you speak, softly.
âSorry,â he whispers back, âCan I take your top off?â he asks between continuous kisses.
âUh-huh.â you nod, dumbly.
He breaks the kiss to quickly pull your crop top over your head. His lips attach to yours again almost instantly as he starts to fiddle with your bra. He stops kissing you, again, to look over your shoulder so that he can undo the clasp. You gasp when he finally unhooks it, keeping the pink material against your chest to preserve your modesty.
âCan I see?â he asks, his eyes moving between yours and your hands. You hum, nervously, but nod. He helps you pull down your straps as you keep the material held firmly against your chest. Sighing, slightly panic in your voice as you strip the material away. âFuuuuckâŠâ he mutters to himself, adjusting his hardening cock in his pants as he looks at you.
âYou should take something off.â you suggest before he can kiss you again. He immediately pulls his t-shirt over his head, tousling his hair back into place right after.
You continue to moan against his lips when he kisses you again. And they only get louder as he kisses down your neck whilst flicking his thumb over your pebbled nipple. He grunts against your skin, battling on whether he should say something to you or stay silent.
Heâd hate to ruin the mood.
âAre you hard yet?â you ask him, your shy demeanour leaving you as you lose yourself to the sensation of his hands caressing your body. âS-Should we do it?â
âWanna feel?â he asks, not waiting for an answer as he pulls your hand towards the bulge in his jeans, moaning immediately from the contact. âLook what youâve done to me.â he laughs, pulling you closer and hooking one of your legs over his own.
He scratches the back of his nails up your thigh, stopping just short of dipping under your skirt as you shiver from the touch. His eyes find yours, kissing you reassuringly.
âCan I feel you?â he wonders, and, of course, you nod. His fingers disappear under your pleated skirt, quickly cupping your panty-clad mound. He barely gasps when he comes into contact with your panties. âYouâre so wetâŠâ
âS-StopâŠâ you reply, shyly, âsâembarrassingâŠâ you tell him.
âYou need to be wet for me,â he responds, that big, logical, brain of his immediately putting you in your place. Reminding you that he is the one with a little more experience and you need to listen to him. âYouâll be so tight⊠even for a finger.â
He forces your body down, flat against the bed and flips up your skirt. The cute triangular shape of your panties makes his cock throb, and he moves them into the crease of your thigh.
âTell me if it hurtsâŠâ he requests, staring into your eyes as deft fingers come into contact with sopping flesh. He runs them through your folds, and you jolt when a finger tip grazes your clit. He moves it towards your hole, slowly teasing around it before pushing in. He stops, quickly, when you yelp. âSorry, Iâll go slower. Hold onto me.â he instructs, a hand wraps around his bicep and squeezes as he continues to plunge his longer finger deep inside.
âKiss me,â you whimper, pathetically. He drops his head so that your lips can meet again. He devours the moans and cries you emit as he curls his finger in and out of you. It feels odd, but not unpleasant. Itâs still painful but it begins to subside.
âGonna add another, okay?â he asks, and you nod. You hiss, instantly, hands flying down to pull his away. âSh, sh sh, Iâll go slow again, okay? Gotta be able to take them or we canât fuck.â
You fight back tears as the stretch begins to sting. He sinks his head lower, taking one of your hardened nipples into his mouth. Your back arches off the bed slightly, coaxing him to look up at you. And then he remembers all of articles heâs read. All of the research heâs done.
He even thinks about his teammates talking about sex.
âYou have to worship the clit.â he recalls one of them saying.
He pulls away from your tit, briefly, to line his thumb up with your clit and apply pressure. He circles it carefully, monitoring your expressions as he does. You yelp, trying to close your legs, but he opens them back up with his free hand.
âAre you gonna cum?â he wonders.
âItâs too much, Rinnie!â you gasp, skin tightening over your knuckles until they turn white as you grip the sheets. âS-Slow down, please! Sâtoo much!â you cry, unable to hold back your tears any longer.
He doesnât relent, however. Hoping the way your body trembles means youâre about to cream all over his fingers. It was an achievement he never reached with his ex without her assistance. She showed him how and where to touch to make her cum. But youâre not her. Youâre perfect.
You gasp, breathlessly, as your pussy begins to tighten around his fingers. Your clit throbs as he teases it just right and you begin to cum hard and fast for him. He kisses between the valley of your breaths, whispering sweet nothings as you reach your peak and plummet back down to earth. He slows down his ministrations as you begin to shudder and twitch from the after shocks, looking up at you adoringly when you start to calm down.
âGood?â he asks.
âVery,â you pant, laughing lightly as you find your sense again. âRinnieâŠâ you speak, your confident bravado disappearing again as you feel naked and exposed.
âYeah?â
âPromise me⊠promise youâre a virgin, tooâŠâ you say, looking up at the ceiling. You feel too needy and desperate as you speak. But that was too good for him to not know whatâs heâs doing. Heâs seriously only done that once on another girl? Itâs a little hard to believe.
âI promise. Was it really that good?â he smirks. He kisses both of your nipples softly before sucking his fingers clean of your juices. âIâve been preparing⊠reading about stuff. Asking advice. Iâve told you everything Iâve done, I swear.â
He stands up, unbuttoning his jeans and kicking off his shoes at the same time. He pulls of his jeans and underwear in the same movement, revealing his large, blushing cock.
âWe donât have to do this.â he assures you, picking up a condom from your desk and tearing the foil with his teeth. He rolls it down his length, the rubbery sheen covers the pretty pink colour of his dick. âDo you want to stop?â
âUm,â you think about it. Heâs asking as if he isnât already raring to go. You look between his erection and his intimidating stare as you think about what to say.
âWhat about just the tip?â he asks. And at that, you nod. He reaches under your skirt and pulls down your panties to ogle your drippy cunt one more time. He feels himself throb at the thought of splitting your virgin hole open on his fat cock. Heâs always known he was big, and he really doesnât want to hurt you. He can only hope his fingering was enough prep before you rob each other of your innocence for good.
He lines up his cockhead with your virgin slot as he cages you in beneath his wide frame. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss you, your moan semi silenced as he pushes his tip in.
Oh God this isnât enough.
He knew heâd need more.
Just a little more.
He pushes in a bit further, and you pull your lips away from his to voice your concern.
âH-Hurts,â you tell him. âYouâre really big.â you inflate his ego further, earning another inch of his cock.
He canât help it, youâre spurring him on!
And he can only imagine how much better youâd feel wrapped around him without this stupid fucking rubber on. He stops pushing when you place your palms on his shoulders, forcing him to pull back a little. âIs it the condom, Rin? Is it t-too dry?â you wonder, batting your eyelashes up at him so innocently.
âYes.â he replies, without hesitation. âIâll take it off.â
He pulls out of you instantly. He hisses a little as he pulls at the condom too hard and it snaps back. He decides to push it up from the base of his cock, lining up with your cunt again right after.
And itâs like youâre made for him as he pushes in. He smothers any whimper you can make with a searing kiss. You feel his tongue slip into your mouth as he pushes in further and further until thereâs nothing left to give.
Youâre crying, again, not expecting to feel so much so soon.
âGod, youâre beautiful.â he praises you. He moves his hips, slowly. His cockhead unintentionally nudges against your soft spot with every rut. The blinding pleasure prevents you from telling him, once again, that it hurts and itâs too much. âI know I said just the tip, jusâ feel so good, princess.â he whispers delicately against your skin.
And, as expected, he doesnât last long.
A few pathetic strokes of his cock inside of you have him spilling thick spurts of white cream into your unprotected walls. He collapses on top of you, panting violently as he stuffs you full.
He was so backed up before this. He masturbates, of course, but not as much as the average guy. Youâve had this planned for a few weeks, now, so he decided to abstain so he could really enjoy feeling you for the first time.
âFuck, âm sorry. Should have jerked off before I came over.â
âItâs okay.â you tell him, fingers mussing through his hair as you come to terms with the fact that youâve finally lost your virginity, to your best friend of all people.
âI need to fuck you again,â he confesses, your fingers stop as you look down at him.
âW- now?â
âSoon,â he corrects you. âI want to taste you first.â
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Rio x fem!reader (fluff and/or hurt comfort plz)
not good enough || rio vidal x fem!reader
summary; you meet your love again after one hundred years
warnings; agatha all along ep 7 spoilers, canon character death, reader has a small injury, kissing, pining, reader and rio are both kinda idiots, rio and reader are both touchy w each other, main story set after first witches road trial, rio and agatha are not romantically involved
rio vidal had been the only constant friend youâd had in your whole life, but your situation was quite complicated. you were a centuries old witch and, whist technically she was too, she was also death personified, meaning she had a lot of work to do. your friend wasnât around much, leaving you alone a lot. sometimes you wouldnât see her for sixty or seventy years at a time. this time, it had been a lot longer than that. that fact tended to leave a pit in your stomach, especially considering your last interaction.
1924
you were sitting in your cabin, your best friend lying next to you, the pair of you giggling into the night, until you were both facing each other. it was very clear that the energy had shifted from lighthearted fun, to something else entirely. in all honesty, it sort of made you feel uneasy, but then again everything rio ever did brought up that feeling. it made most people withdraw from her company, but it only intrigued you more.
currently, her eyes were fixed on yours. you held her gaze. it was clear she was fighting with herself internally to keep her eyes off of your lips, but after a few moments of tension-filled silence, she gave in, her eyes darting to your cherry red lips for only a split second, before you licked them and her eyes darted back up to meet yours once again. it was now that you had realised the position that you had been laying in, your hand lazily on her waist whilst hers rested on top wearily. you moved your hand up, with an uncertain energy, as if one wrong move would ruin what was happening. you moved your hand up to her neck, rubbing it gently, and then up to her face as you caressed it gently. her hand has moved more confidently on to your waist, as she squeezed it lightly. you had hoped she hadnât caught your breath hitch, but the ghost of a smirk on her face told you that she absolutely had. you could feel her breath, hot and shaky on your face. your hand moved to play with her hair, and with a final burst of confidence, you leaned in to kiss her. just as your lips met hers, you were apart again. she moved her hands from you quickly and jolted to sit up in bed. you looked at her again, but the expression on her face was not one you were familiar with.
ârio, iâm sorry-â you began. what had you just done?
âi have to go.â she whispered, and just like that it was almost as if she were never there.
2026
it was today that your lovely acquaintance, agatha harkness, had decided to make herself your problem as she practically forced you down the witches road. you didnât really know why youâd shown up, considering the last time you walked the road together she almost you you slashed into a million pieces, but you went along anyway. when you arrived at her extremely un-agatha like house, you were met with a ragtag group of witches and one random lady that you were sure that the rest of the coven had also noticed. unfortunately the woman had passed away during your first trial, and you were left angrier at agatha than you were before, because she couldâve got you all killed by not drinking that wine. you were ready to force it down her throat at one point.
one of the witches, a tall woman dressed head to toe in pink, had suggested summoning a green witch to the road, since they didnât actually have one. none of you seemed against the idea, and so thatâs exactly what you did. had you known what was going to happen mere moments later, youâd have an entirely different opinion.
agathaâs coven all stood still anticipating the arrival of the new green witch, you were a bit less interested, just wanting to leave, and so were not fully paying attention until a single hand shot up from under the ground. a hand that, embarrassingly, you still recognised. the pit that formed in your stomach was one youâd never felt, and it got so much worse when her full figure came into view. she hadnât aged a day, well she had, sheâs aged over a hundred years, but she still looked exactly the same as she did that night in the cabin. as she introduced herself, you hid yourself from view behind the lady dressed in pink, jen, who youâd decided was the only tolerable one here, but it was no use. she had seen you.
ây/nâŠâ she smirked. this earned looks from the whole coven, considering her dramatic entrance.
âi have to go.â
you felt ill as you turned your heel and walked swiftly in the other direction. âmaybe this is my trial?â you thought hopefully, praying that youâd turn around and the coven would all be dressed in hideous outfits that the road had picked out for them, but no, when you turned around, you were met by the hypnotic gaze of rio.
ây/nâŠâ she began, âbeen a while.â
âdonât.â you snapped, âdonât even try.â
âwhatâs the problem?â she asked, feigning innocence.
âwhatâs the problem? rio its been over a hundred years.â you spat, malice dripping from your tone. she seemed to enjoy it.
âiâve been⊠busy.â she replied playfully.
you didnât respond.
carefully, she waded over to you, placing a hand on your lower back and using the other to grab your face to look at her.
not breaking eye contact, she brought her hand down to your collarbone, dragging her fingertips along a gash that youâd received from broken glass in the trial. you shuddered at the coldness of her touch. it brought you back to that night, because the only time youâd ever felt her heat up, was when your hand was on her face in the cabin.
her eyes met yours once again and she smiled gently, the same smile sheâd smiled all those years ago, before leaning into you.
ârio.â you mumbled, stopping her. you looked up at her with conflicted eyes.
âcome on,â she whispered, âlook me in the eyes and tell me you feel nothing for me.â
âwell clearly thatâs not the case, rio, is it?â you spat, fighting the tears that were threatening to spill.
âso whatâs the problem?â she asked, both hands now on your face.
âyou shut me down the last time, remember?â you spoke, trying your best to drill into her head what she had done to you. âand then you think if you show up here a hundred years later and give me a kiss itâs all gonna be okay?â
âdo you know why i left that night?â she whispered, dragging a cold hand into your hair, your eyes threatening to close at her action.
âoh, please, lady death, enlighten me! why did you leave me for a hundred years?â you asked, sarcasm lacing your tone. you caught her slight demeanor change at the use of her title, but it faded quickly.
âi was scared.â
and you couldnât help but let yourself laugh humourlessly in her face.
âof what, rio, tell me what you were so scared of.â
âthat i wasât good enough for you.â she replied, talking to the floor.
âdonât, youâll set me off again.â wiping tears of laughter from your flushed cheeks.
she didnât say anything.
âoh.â was all you could muster, âyouâre serious?â
she could only nod.
subconsciously your hands wrapped around her waist, before they traveled up to her face.
âwell youâre wrong.â you whispered, as she leaned into your touch.
âam i?â she asked, being more serious than youâd ever saw her.
âplease, trust me, youâre the only one good enough for me, rio.â you replied, eyes never leaving hers.
âis that right?â she smirked, her confident demeanour reappearing.
âwould i have said it if it wasnât?â you smiled.
âso are you gonna let me kiss you now, orâŠâ rio smirked, one hand grabbing at your waist, the other fidgeting with a strand of your hair.
âcome here, you idiot.â you giggled, as you pulled her closer to you, and she grabbed your face to close the gap between you. kissing rio was a difficult feeling to describe, the best way you could would be to say that itâd be the same feeling youâd experience if you set foot in antarctica with no jacket, but it didnât bother you, as long as you could do this again.
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hihi could you write about pogue!reader who's been in love w jj for like ever and everyone EXCEPT for him know? and like at some point they become fwb bc its easier for her to have something rather than nothing but it does more harm than good lmao (w angryish love confession from her and a confused bc he had no idea but also in love jj)
and we both drew blood
jj maybank x fem!pogue!reader
cw â p in v, slight jealousy, angst, fluff, alochol consumption, happy ending
summary â after everything finally builds up, you tell jj how you feel.
a/n â thank you for the request!! i really hope i did well but i kinda wrote this fast so please forgive me if it sucks. please request more!
do not copy or post my work anywhere else.
your hands mindlessly gripped the sheets of your bed, whimpering when he hit that deep spot inside of you as he thrusted into you from behind. âoh fuck, j. iâm gonna cum,â you babbled out as best you could without stuttering.
jj huffed out a laugh and gripped your hips a little tighter to pull you back against him in time with his thrusts. âyeah? âm close too,â he mumbled in response as he began to speed his pace up. âcum for me, baby. wanna feel your pretty little pussy squeezinâ my cock.â
you closed your eyes and bit down on your lip to suppress a scream theatening to leave your lips. one of his hands reached around and underneath you to rub tight circles on your clit, making you cry out and moan in overwhelming pleasure. âoh my fuck,â you spluttered between pants. âiâm comingâfuck, jj!â
âalways such a good girl for me,â he mumbled, focused on the sight of him sliding in and out of you and a white ring formed around the base of him. he continued rubbing your clit quickly to ride your orgasm out. âshit, baby. so fuckinâ tight around me. squeezinâ me so good. best pussy iâve ever had.â
you felt tears slip past the corners of your eyes as he fucked into you harder and quicker until he was pressing himself as deep into you as he could and filling you with his warm cum. he smoothed his hands down your aching back and leaned down to kiss the skin of your spine. âthatâs it, angel. jusâ fuckinâ take it,â he rasped out while still gently caressing your skin.
when he finally began to soften inside of you, he slowly and carefully pulled out before laying another kiss to your skin then disappearing off to the bathroom to grab a towel. he ran it under warm water, wringing the excess out and returning to you.
he gently grabbed your thighs and turned you over onto your back so you could lay comfortably. âyou still with me, sweetheart?â he asked considerately.
âmhm,â you hummed, eyes closed as you tried to catch your breath. your hips jerked when he ran the towel over your spent cunt to clean you up.
jj chuckled softly before launching the fabric to your bucket of dirty laundry and laying down beside you. he pulled you into his chest, your head against the firm muscle and his hands making quick work to throw the blanket over the two of you. âneed anythinâ from me? water? a snack?â he questioned.
you shook your head and curled into him further. âiâm good. jusâ tired,â you slurred, still slightly out of it and very very sleepy.
âiâll head out then and let you get some rest,â he said and pressed a soft kiss to your temple.
before he could make another move, you quickly objected. âwant you to stay a little longer, j. youâre warm.â
he smiled to himself and shuffled a little bit to get comfortable, knowing heâs probably be here for an hour or two.
the next night, everyone was gathered around at the boneyard for another kegger like they often did on warm summer nights. kooks, pogues, and tourons on littered across the beach with red solo cups in their hands and music playing through the air.
âhey! where were you last night?â sarah asked as he and kiara approached when they finally saw you arrive. âwe waited for like, half an hour before we gave up on you.â
you saw the knowing look on kieâs face, rolling your eyes and looking down at your cup of beer. âyeah, sorry guys, something came up and i was stuck at home.â
the brunette couldnât help but snort. âdid the âsomethingâ have to do with jj?â she teased, wiggling her eyebrows. âjohn b and pope said he never showed to the chateau last night.â
you looked around, wondering how you could get out of this even though you already knew you were busted. âyou know,â you began with absolutely no clue where to go with this. âsomethings happen.â
kiara immediately smiled and clapped her hands then pointed at sarah. âi told you! you owe me twenty bucks,â she said excitedly. âitâs not that hard to find out, babe. we all know you guys are hooking up.â
you shrugged and took another sip of your drink. âi mean, its not exactly a secret.â
sarah gave you a knowing look. âi donât get why you donât just tell him how you feel. we all know you guys have liked each other for years.â
shaking your head, you waved off the idea. âi doubt he feels the same way about me and iâm not gonna embarrass myself if he doesnât,â you replied honestly. âand besides, i like where weâre at right now.â
kiara rolled her eyes and shook her head in disbelief. âoh, come on. no you donât. youâre upset because you wish there was more between you guys,â she stated. âhanging onto these little bits and pieces is only hurting you more in the long run.â
âguys, itâs not that big of a deal. we just hookup casually every now and then and thats it. iâd rather have some part of him than have nothing at the end of the day,â you admitted. âand itâs not hurting me, iâm fine!â
sarah tilted her head at you, as if to say âseriously?â âdude, we all see it. youâre getting your hopes up and then heâs just letting you down. just tell him how you feel and then at least if he says he doesnât want anything, then you can move on peacefully and live your life without delusions.â
kiara nodded in agreement. âsheâs right babe. we donât wanna attack you or anything or come off as rude, we jusâ wanna see you happy and youâre obviously not right now,â she said softly and sincerely. âyou should really tell him how you feel. iâm sure youâll be pretty happy with how it turns out.â
you chewed your bottom lip anxiously and looked around to see what was going on only to feel your heart begin to break in your chest. jj was leaned up against a tree with a girl clinging to his arm. she almost looked like you in a way. same hair color and length, similar facial features, similar build.
it made your lip wobble and your stomach turn uncomfortably. âi really appreciate that guys, but iâm just gonna head back to the chateau for a little bit,â you whispered, not trusting your own voice.
the two followed your gaze to jj and the girl, both their faces dropping in a matter of seconds. âdo you want us to come with you?â sarah asked softly.
when you shook your head and sniffled to stop the tears, kiara took you into her arms and gave you a tight hug. âyouâre gonna be okay. youâre one of the strongest people i know.â
you smiled sadly before the two wished you off with gentle reassuring affirmations. you made the long walk to the chateau in silence as you sipped on what was left of your alcohol and thought about what to do next.
you couldnât realistically continue this fling with him if he was messing with another girl, even though you technically had no reason to be upset. you were friends with benefits, not dating or exclusive. he was allowed to do whatever he pleased.
yet the nights heâd stay over after making you feel better than you ever had, fucking you so soft and sweet, kissing you so passionately when heâs buried inside you, defending you around everyone, protecting you always, opening up to you about his most personal details, complimenting you every chance he gets. you didnât understand why heâd do all these things just to go off with someone else.
once you finally arrived, youâd immediately walked over to the fridge to grab a bottle of vodka and your old cup. you quickly poured yourself a shot, or two, or three. you didnât really remember. you also couldnât remember how much time had passed since you had left the party.
youâd found yourself standing at the shoreline of the beach directly outside of the front door to the chateau. you stood barefoot in the warm sand just far back enough to where the water couldnât touch you.
you crossed your arms over your body to preserve some of the heat before sighing and rolling the kinks out of your neck. you felt your body and mind start to slowly relax from the various shots youâd taken. it felt like everything had finally gone quiet.
unfortunately for you, that didnât last long. âhey! whereâve you been? iâve been looking all over for you. i thought something mightâve happen to you,â jj half shouted as he approached you from the direction of the boneyard. âwhat happened, cupcake? sarah and kie told me you werenât feelinâ too hot.â
you couldnât help but scoff at his words. âlooking all over for me?â you repeated as a question. he had to have been lying.
he looked almost confused. âyeahâŠyouâve been gone for like an hour,â he replied. âi checked the whole party for you.â
âwas that before or after you were all over that girl?â you blurted out. you almost instantly regretted it. you didnât even really want to know.
his expression changed into one you couldnât quite read. âwhat?â he asked, voice just above a whisper now. âi went searching for you the moment you left kiara and sarah.â you shook your head in disbelief and turned your head back at the ocean. âi donât get it. what did i do wrong?â
you took a deep breath and hugged your body tighter when a strong gust of wind blew past you. âiâm not gonna keep doing this jj. god, youâre so oblivious!â you snapped finally, turning your full body to see his. âi mean, at this point i feel like iâm throwing myself at you! iâm always trying to be around you, catering to you, showing you that iâm here for you, asking you to hang outâ i even agreed to be fucking friends with benefits just to have something with you!â
you stopped for a minute and sighed. âi ask you to stay the night, to just hold me whenever theres a chance, i ask you to run errands and shit with me just to spend time with you jj. i canât make it anymore clear how much i like you and i feel like youâre giving me signals sometimes that maybe you feel the same way but then the next day you just act like nothing happened and the inconsistency is killing me!â
jj looked stunned. like he wouldâve never seen this coming in a million years as if it werenât totally noticeable. the pogues all saw they way they felt about each other except them.
âif you donât want me or see anything, can you please just say that?â your voice shook slightly as you spoke as if the conversation was starting to sober you up and the confidence you once had is gone. âi really fucking like you jj and its really hard to keep acting like everything we do means nothing to me because thats just not true. if you see me as nothing more than just friends with benefits or just friends, please just tell me so i can get over you.â
his mouth was slightly agape as he listened to you talk, shocked that you had all this built up inside. you guys were best friends and he truly thought heâd known everything about you. this was something he wouldâve never guessed youâd be keeping from him. his lips twitched like he was gonna say something but the words never came. it was just awkward, tense silence.
you bit your lip to keep it from wobbling as tears of embarrassment clouded your sight. you took one last look at him, your glossy gaze locked on his unreadable one, before deciding to head back into the chateau to grab your things.
he quickly lurched forward and grabbed onto your wrist to keep you from moving any further. âplease donât go,â he said softly. he slid his hand down your arm and took your hand in his before doing the same with the other. âi didnât know you felt like that, sweetheart.â
you averted your eyes from your interlocked hands up to his pretty blue ones that youâd fallen for over the years. âiâve always thought you were too good for me. too nice, too smart, too pretty. thought i was always jusâ your best friend,â he said, titling his head slightly and staring right into you. âi really fucking like you too, cupcake. and saying i donât want you would be a lie.â
a soft gasp left your lips at the confession. never in a million years did you ever think youâd hear those words come out of his mouth in real life. you couldâve swore that only happened in dreams.
what you especially didnât expect was for him to grab your hips and pull you into him, kissing you full of passion, love, years of wanting. you sighed against his lips and wrapped your arms loosely around his neck before tilting your head a little more to deepen it as his tongue soothed over yours.
once the two of you needed to pull away for air with spit-slick and puffy lips, he was the first to speak. âyouâre all mine now, right? my beautiful girl all to myself?â he asked, earning a nod and a hum of approval from you. âgood. ând iâm all yours, baby.â
you smiled and pulled him back into you for another kiss. only then did you hear whistling and hollering along with obnoxious claps that you could easily distinguish as your friends returning back from the boneyard.
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Winter babying and being whipped for YN for 5mins straight [462k views]
â Clip 1â°
At aespaâs concert winter noticed a fan holding a banner with different pictures of YN from black mamba era.
She smiled at the persons direction and held the mic pointing to the persons direction.
âAhh Black mamba YN!â She exclaimed.
âYN looked so much more like a baby during this eraâ she said walking around, the other members noticed the banner and also complimented YNâs baby face.
Meanwhile YN was in the corner too into the music that was playing in the background zoning out.
She snapped out of her zone when she noticed winter running towards her with a smile.
Giving the girl a confused look she tilted her head a little to the side. Only adding to her cuteness.
Winter couldnât help but squeal and put her hands under YNâs chin making baby noises. âAhh babyyyâ she cooed at the younger girl who just looked at her like she was crazy.
Soon enough the other members also joined in on babying yn.
âHuh?â YN spoke still confused.
â Clip 2â°
After aespa finished performing Armageddon YN was choose for the ending fairy.
Yn put her hands over her mouth like she was blowing kisses. She winked and waved smiling brightly.
Suddenly the confetti popped which YN was not expecting making be to widen her eyes which later turned to excitement as she collected all the confetti smiling widely. A genuine smile.
Winter stood in the corner watching YN with a motherly smile.
Another camera zoomed into winter. âIsnât she so cute? I just wish my phone was with me I wouldâve pictured this lovely momentâ she said pretending to take a photo.
âHope fans make videos of this beautiful momentâ she spoke smiling indirectly telling fans to make a video of it.
â Clip 3â°
Yn slouched on the couch backstage feeling exhausted.
Winter sat beside her and put a blanket over her stroking her hair. âYou did a great job today, do you want me to buy you snacks?â She asked you.
You nodded your head. âYeah Iâm really craving anything at this pointâ you said making her giggle and pinch your cheeks.
âYouâre so cuteâ
â Clip 4â°
Yn was dared to dress as a sunflower as her punishment on a game show.
When YN came out winter screamed making the members look at her weirdly until they understood why she was screaming.
Yn looked at her flustered. âMinjeong Unnie is so weirdâ YN mumbled.
Before you knew it winter was all over the maknae giving her kisses all over her face.
The rest of the members were laughing, Giselle covering the both of them while Karina said âyah Minjeong hope you didnât forget that this is going to posted on the internetâ.
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Please do more dom Abby hcs
dom!abby headcannons pt 2
MINORS DNI! part one. 18+ under the cut + bonus fluff. i <3 dom!abby!!!!!! these are so much fun to write :) kinda edited.
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⥠dom!abby who loves to dress you up. she chooses your outfits on the weekly dates she takes you on. sheâll even surprise you with matches sets to take off of you when she inevitably has you spread out for her afterwards.
⥠dom!abby frequently redos your hair as part of your aftercare. she keeps ribbon, your favorite hair products, and extra hair ties in her bathroom just for that purpose. sheâs even started matching her outfits to your ribbon choices.
⥠dom!abby can always tell when youâre uncomfortable. when she can tell you want to leave somewhere, sheâll make up a lie about how needing to go, just so youâre not embarrassed. she values your comfort and safety above all else!
⥠dom!abby will have you suck her strap off anytime you get too mouthy with her. she knows you know she doesnât put up with bratty girls! if sheâs working, sheâll make you suck her off under her big, expensive oak desk.
⥠dom!abby owns a few different strap-ons. her favorite is her ejaculating one. she swears she can feel how tight you are with each thrust of her strap. she also loves the purple one that doesnât fill you up the way you like when she wants to tease you. and donât forgot her vibrating one! you two frequently use it to see how many times you can cum on her strap.
⥠soft!dom abby still fawns over you while sheâs punishing you. âkeep counting, okay? gonna make you feel so good afterwardsâ and âdoing so good. my brave girl, i love youâ, as sheâs spanking you for not listening all day.
⥠mean!dom abby makes you work for it, unlike when sheâs in a softer mood. mean!dom abby definitely doesnât put up with your attitude after sheâs asked you twice. ânu-uh, you donât get to cry your way out of this one. if you want to act like a bad girl, iâm going to treat you like one.â and if you try to fight back, sheâs just going to deny another orgasm.
⥠dom!abby definitely uses the way sheâs bigger and stronger than you to her advantage. sheâll easily manhandle you when youâre acting too bratty, hold you down while she overstimulates you, and pin you against the wall just to make you feel deliciously helpless against her.
⥠dom!abby makes you beg to eat her out. she also wants it, of course, but she loves to see her pretty girl squirm for her. her favorite way is to have you eating her out while youâre on your knees. and if you get bruises, sheâll kiss them on her way up to eating you out.
⥠dom!abby likes to see how long you can ride her before youâre pathetically whining about how tired you are, how much you love her, how much you need her to do it. âjust need my help, hmm? my sweet girl canât even get off without my help.â youâre too blissed out to know sheâs mocking you.
⥠dom!abby is the kind of girlfriend (or wife) to leave you little notes around the house about how much she loves you. she frequently gives you flowers just because âpretty girls deserve pretty flowersâ. if youâre having a bad day, sheâs going to cook your favorite dinner and hold you extra close all night. and when you demand to bake her some sweet treats in return, she canât refuse. âi love youâ is the first thing she says to you in the morning and at night. she adores you!
#𧞠ur requests#đ mail đđ#abby anderson fic#abby anderson x reader#abby anderson x you#abby anderson smut#tlou smut#dom!abby#abby anderson headcanons#abby anderson x fem reader
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ume devours pussy like he's been starved for days on end (he couldn't see you for a few days) and bonus points if you're actually a plaything for furin , so he'll do a pussy inspection first >-< - đ anon <3
Authorâs Note: Hi, đ Anon! Welcome back đ I Just realized that I didnât mention Sakura in this entire piece, and my heart hurts because of it, lol. Anyway, Iâm snatching my bonus points thank you very much! I love the idea of being used by Bofurin; like sign me the fuck up! Trains go choo choo! Lastly, please don't clock me for the name of this little fic haha. I realized I don't have a banner with just Ume, and I was like, "might as well!"
Content Warning: Fem!Reader x Hajime Umemiya. Youâre Bofurinâs girlfriend to be shared and loved by all, mention of sexual activities with others, fem! receiving oral, mentions of eating ass, but I spared you THIS time, some dirty talk, pubic hair mention, sorry to the two Nirei fuckers out there, Iâm sure he eats pussy like a champâTis smut. Minors Donât Interact.Â
Word Count: 1.9K
Divider by Saradika. Banner by me
One qualification for a good leader is being unselfish, and Umemiya embodies that virtue perfectly.Â
When he took on the role of leader of Bofurin, he knew that it would involve quite a bit of sharing that had the potential to test anyoneâs patience. But as though itâs his callingâand it most definitely isâUmemiya willingly shares wisdom with those ready to receive it and, most importantly, shares his most limited resource: his time. Heâs never had a problem giving away so much of himself for so little in return.Â
It wasnât until Bofurin had gotten back from winning an intense match-up with a rival group across town, and you all were celebrating on the rooftop with food and beer, that the obvious occurred to him.Â
As he watched over the joyous faces of his crew, he found himself studying you, like he always does, as you interacted with Hiragi, whose eyes looked over your form hungrily after you placed a piece of Gyoza against his lips and the tip of your finger touched his tongue.
He watched when you went to speak to Kiryu, who pulled you into his lap playfully and planted a kiss on your cheek, his hands resting under the curve of your breasts.Â
And he watched as you crossed the space to turn up the pop-punk music crooning from the stereo. Suo reached out to you unprompted and tucked a stray hair behind your ear, his hand lingering for a beat too long to be considered innocent.Â
It became abundantly clear to Ume that he would be doing a massive disservice to his team if he didnât share you, too.
You thought he was suggesting an open relationship when he approached you with the idea. Your thoughts were in flux immediately. Was he unhappy? Was there someone else? Your heart sunk into your stomach at the idea and the hurtful implications of such an arrangement, but Umemiya simply shook his head.
âI have no intention of offering myself to anyone but you.âÂ
Admittedly, your new role as the official Bofurin Girlfriend had you just as busy as Umemiya. You werenât only a sexual toy for them. You were Nireiâs first date, Suoâs confidant, Tsubakinoâs shopping buddy, and Kajiâs and Hiragiâs third wheel at metal shows. You felt so lucky to be surrounded by so much loveâand dick. But all those excursionsâand dickâkept you insanely booked, to the point that you had to develop a shared calendar with your boy toys to not overlap on dates!
So itâs not to anyone's surprise that there are days when you and Umemiya donât cross paths. You exchange texts frequently, asking how the other is doing and sharing inside jokes with cute gifs and memes, but the absence hurts and leaves you aching for him. And maybe it was also Umemiyaâs intention to busy you with the boys because he knew he couldnât give you as much time as you deserved, but it didnât hurt any less.Â
But fret not; on rare occasions, your schedules align.
You can feel him before you see him, an overwhelming presence that makes the air dense and clotted with an insurmountable pressure. You look up to the door, and just as your intuition hinted, he strides into the room where you all commonly loiter as a groupâmembers strewn across the worn-out couch and others talking amongst each other immediately straighten and hush.Â
Umemiyaâs well-kept hair is slightly messy, with a few strands dangling in front of his face, and his eyes are smoldering as they scan across the faces in the room, searching until they land on you.
As soon as your eyes meet, the air feels as though itâs coursing with electricityâsexual tension threatening to boil over and scorch anyone who gets in your path. It doesnât take long for everyone to get the hint to vacate quickly, knowing that you two are set on a collision course that they wouldnât be able to stop even if they wanted to.
âUme," you start but are unable to finish as he crosses the room. His heavy steps are the only thing that prepares you as his lips crash onto yours. As he kisses you, hands placed on either side of your cheeks, he breathes you in. His chest expands against yours, and youâre reminded at that moment how much youâve missed himâmissed this. You both wonder silently, but somehow aloud with your bodies, how you could go so long without the other.
And when youâve been apart for so long, you donât have time for pleasantries. Ume is walking you backward until your ass is pushed against the back of the couch, which previously housed Bofurin members, the indentations of their bodies still fresh in the cushions.
He smiles at youâone that you recognize because it isnât his usual giddy grin; instead, itâs a smile that conveys, âI canât help what Iâm about to do to you.âÂ
Ume gently grips your elbow and spins you around. As he bends you over, youâre now painfully aware of the feeling of a breeze as he hikes up your dress and his fingers pinch at the exposed flesh of your ass.
âNo underwear?â
âSuo doesnât like it when I wear panties. He says itâs a hassle.â
Umemiya hums to himself in response to this interesting tidbit. He kneels, placing two giant hands on your cheeks, and spreads you down the middle. If anyone else were in the room, theyâd be able to see everything, from your juicy, wet cunt to your winking, puckered asshole, and the fact that Umemiya can see everything makes you gush.
âMy pretty girl is already so wet,â Umemiya muses, eyeing your pretty hole as it drools for him. You blush, knowing heâs not referring to you but having a conversation with your pussy instead. Â
âHave you been a good girl for the boys?â His mouth leaves hot kisses and gentle nips along the curve of your ass, tongue darting out and leaving a trail of saliva across the expanse of your smooth flesh. You stiffen, wondering if his tongue will dip into somewhere more lewdâand Ume considers it, but heâs on a mission with one goal in mind; heâll devour your asshole another time.Â
âY-yeah, Ume. Iâve been a good girl for them.â
His finger traces your entrance, spreading your freely-flowing juices onto your cuntâs lips. His eyes take you in with pride as you clench around the air simply because his finger is so close to being inside of you. He smiles at the physical way you show how much you crave him.
âFor who in particular?â
âMy god, Ume! Always with the questions!â You squirm under his touch. You know he isnât being an intentional tease, but the line of questioning still feels invasive. How do you tell your boyfriend that Hiragiâs cock was breaking you in by noon, and Kiryu had you sucking him off under the table while he tapped away at this phone screen only a couple of hours ago?Â
âWhy are you shy all of a sudden? Here, I can check.â
Your thighs quiver as he slides two fingers inside of you without warning. You attempt to adjust, but his probing fingers are sweeping so deeply inside of you that you have to dig your nails into the soft fabric of the couch to keep yourself from reaching back and grabbing his wrist.Â
âSugishita, huh? I can tell.â
Oh, yeah. Sugishita, too.Â
You cringe as his fingers pass over your clit, making you hiss and recall that you woke up to a particular someoneâs head buried between your legs.
âAnd Nirei, too? Did it feel good when he sucked on your clit? Thatâs his favorite thing, right? Sucking at your cute little clit until you cum down his throat.â
You huff and wiggle against his hand, growing restless from being exposed like this and against his eyes with no release.Â
âDoes his tongue feel better than mine?â Thereâs no jealousy in his toneâjust curiosity and a hint of ego because he knows the answer before you can say it.
You give him a quick head shake and mouth the word âNo,â earning a smirk.Â
âUse your words, sweetheart.â
Heâs teasing you, and not saying what he hears means the unfortunate consequence of not having his mouth on you.Â
âYour tongue feels better than Nireiâs, Ume.â
âGood girl.â And without further comment, and to your delight, Ume places a kiss against the back of your mound, soft pubic hair tickling his lips.
You donât like to compare sexual experiences; every Bofurin member brings their own âtalentsâ to the bedroom, but Umemiya has to be your favorite. He touches you with such fondness and devotion that it sets you on fire. Your head falls forward, and your shoulders slump as his tongue makes gentle work of your clit, as if to apologize on behalf of Nirei for making you sore.
âDid you miss me, Ume?â
âMore than you could ever imagine. Itâs been so long since Iâve seen youâdone thisâthat I was starting to get restless.â
Umemiyaâs words ring true. He feasts upon you as though what you have between your thighs is the only meal that can satiate his immense hunger. The way he rubs his nose against your sex, chuckling as you whimper against him, âNeedy girl. What am I going to do with you?â
Umemiyaâs tongue splits you open, his tongue solid and firm as it explores your cunt, his hands are placed on either side of your ass, with his face flush against your skin to leave as little space between you as possible.Â
The way his hot breath fills you up and the way he moans with every lick makes your head spin. Ume and pussy-eating are synonymous. Eating you out is like breathing in air for him, and the way heâs pushing you forward, your stomach digging into the back of the couch from the exertion, is a clear indicator that heâs just as into it as you are.Â
âYou taste like heaven, baby girl.â Soft, gentle praises float through the air as he laps at you. Between hungry slurps and moans, your legs begin to tremble. If you werenât holding yourself up against the fortitude of the couch, youâd surely collapse against Umemiyaâs face.Â
âThis isnât too much for you, right, baby? Iâm so hungry; let me have a little more of your pretty pussy.â
It doesnât matter what you say; Umemiya is set on devouring you regardless of your ability to stand.
âGrind back on my face, sweet girl. I want you to fuck my tongue.âÂ
And as someone who isnât in the business of disappointing her king, you use what little energy you have by pushing yourself off the couch and grinding your pussy on Umeâs outstretched tongue.Â
He goads you on with each bounce, and in between the soft, wet, smacking sounds from the collision your ass makes with his face, you can barely make out what heâs chanting.Â
As you look back at him, curving your midsection to get as best of a view as one can in a bent over, ass-up position, youâre met with the intense, unapologetic, âdare you to look awayâ gaze of Umemiyaâs over the top of your cheeks.Â
Direct eye contact during cunnilingus is an unsung hero, and Ume remains the champion. Your walls clench around his tongue, squeezing the muscle as your pussy juices cascade into his mouth and down his chin.Â
And despite the way you quake around him, Ume lets you ride it out on his tongue before pulling away and unbuckling his pants.
âGod, Iâve missed ya.â
#đ#đ anon#anon fulfilled#umemiya hajime smut#hajime umemiya x reader#hajime umemiya smut#umemiya hajime x reader#umemiya x reader#hajime umemiya#wind breaker#windbreaker smut#request
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Ok, this request isâŠ.something. but iâve thought about for some time and would really like if you write it (if you donât think that itâs weird and youâre comfortable!)
Basically, itâs an angsty one with a happy ending. Gabriella, who is in high school, is scared of coming out to parents, F!Reader and Miguel. It gets to a point that she slowly starts withdrawing from them. and one day she breaks down. F!Reader and Miguel, who have been worried about their baby girl, ask her whatâs wrong and she finally comes out.
They both so accepting and loving of her at her confession, and swear that they would never love her less for who she loves.
a/n: anonnnnnn :' i'm so sorry for taking so long with this, i was just really unsure of how to go about this topic, and i still very much am. (for reference this has been in my inbox for MONTHSSS) this one's a short one, i rlly hope i didn't butcher ur req :' (not proofread btw...) (p.s. SEND IN MORE REQS GUYSS I LOVE THEM SM HEHHEHEHE and any qns at all, to get to know me, anything! <3)
you've noticed the odd behaviour. the always-hiding-in-her-room, keeping conversations short, closed-off behaviour.
your usually cheerful, full-of-energy daughter had become quiet , keeping to herself most of the time. at first, you thought it was normal. she was in high school after all, and growing up. maybe she just needed her space.
so you left her alone.
but as the days passed, she became more and more withdrawn, a complete opposite of the daughter you used to know. you were getting worried, as was miguel.
"what do we do? she won't talk to us, she barely even acknowledges us!" miguel asks, pacing around your shared bedroom. you sit on the edge of your bed, hands in your lap. you too are at a loss. what can you do to make her open up?
recently, any time you tried to ask her about how she'd been or why she'd been acting strange, she'd brush it off and excuse herself from the room. you knew something was on her mind, but the question was, what exactly?
"you know what? let's go to bed, miggy. we'll talk to her at breakfast tomorrow. i think something's bothering her."
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the next morning, you find your daughter sitting at the dining table, on her phone. you and miguel sit opposite her, and the moment she notices, she gets up to leave.
you say, almost sounding like you're pleading, "stay, gabi. please. we'd like to talk to you."
she reluctantly sits back down, folding her hands in her lap, lightly picking at the skin on her fingers.
"gabi, we're worried. what's going on with you? is something wrong?" miguel asks, his eyes filled with concern. he had hated seeing his poor daughter so quiet, almost as if she'd lost herself, and everything that made her her had been drained from her body.
"there's nothing going on, papĂĄ. you're just being paranoid." she replied, still looking down at her lap.
"gabriella, you know you can talk to us, right? if there's anything bothering you at all, just tell us." you say.
"okay, mamĂĄ." with that, she got up and left.
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a week later, you're making gabriella's favourite meal for lunch. as you go to get her from her room, you hear the faint sound of crying. worried, you knock on the door and say, "gabi, i'm coming in."
you find her on her bed, tears streaming down her face as she hugs her knees to her chest. you immediately sit next to her and pull her in close, burying your face in the top of her head.
you press a kiss on the top of her head, saying, "gabi, what's wrong? tell mamĂĄ, please."
through sobs and hiccups, she finally says, "mamĂĄ, i'm gay, okay? i like girls. there's nothing wrong with me, it's not a phase, iâ"
"oh, baby. it's that what's been bothering you this whole time? i love you, gabriella. and there's nothing you could do to change that. i don't love you any less because of who you love. i love you so, so much. thank you for telling me." you say, stroking her hair.
you didn't even realise that miguel had come in. you only noticed when he sat on the other side of gabi, and wrapped both of you in his arms.
"gabi, there is nothing that changes the fact that you are our daughter. as long as you are alive, we will love you. no matter who you choose to love, what you choose to do, we will always support you and love you, okay?" miguel affirms.
"i love you guys." gabi says, chuckling through a sob.
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ââ LE SEXE, JE VEUX DIRE ! [MAKNAE LINE]
what happens when you give the maknae line an aphrodisiac ă ă ă?
ê°àšà§ ê± pairingăstray kids maknae line x fem!reader genreă pure smut , pwp warningsă aphrodisiacs , sex while intoxicated , mutual masturbation , unprotected sex , vaginal fingering , oral (f. and m. rec) , spanking , cowgirl position , face sitting , squirting , overstimulation
a/n âžâž requested maknae line version of my hyung line drabble! [ 0. 6k words ] âžâž [ m. list ]
đISUNG
god, heâs already so needy just as he is⊠losing all self control instantly, shoving his hand down his sweats to pull out his thick cock before you can even reach for him. masturbating together on either side of the couch, greedy eyes watching eachother get off, jisungâs cock growing harder and harder with every stroke of his hand, every circle of your fingers against your swollen clit. unable to stop yourselves until youâve both cum, the cushions wet and sticky from your combined releasesâ jisung doesnât care as he shreds the clothes off of the both of you, tugs you down to meet him as he guides his already stiffening cock against your drenched hole. youâll fuck until you canât anymore, the both of you drained completely dry, embraced in eachothers arms as you lay spent on the ruined couch. âletâs do that again,â jisung giggles into your hair, âthat was fun!â
đELIX
felix is always more of a giver than a receiver, and nothing could be truer than when heâs under the spell of an aphrodisiac. all he wants is to please you, make you feel good, let him give himself entirely to you so you can drown in pleasure. opening you up on his fingers slowly and expertly, making sure you feel every inch of his short fingers inside of you, his rough fingertips pressing just right against your gummy sweet spot as he plays with your clit in his other hand. bringing you to the edge over and over, making you cum until your juices drip down his wrists. itâs like he gets stuck in some kind of trance, unable to pull himself away or stop himself from touching you, kissing you, loving you. finally breaking out of it when you cry out loudly and tug at his hair, his own deep moan intertwining with yours as you sob out for his cock instead. and of course lixxie is going to give it to you, heâd do anything you asked.
đąEUNGMIN
you made him this way, seungmin grumbles, when you let out a pathetic hiccup of ât-too much!â , your voice garbled and ruined from his cock in your mouth. itâs your responsibility to fix the mess you made, on your hands and knees swallowing his cock down your throat, little hand stroking what couldnât fitâ seungmin reaches over you to land a harsh slap to your ass, snickering at the way you gag and choke around him. youâre just a toy for his pleasure, a sex doll for him to use to get off; ordering you to serve him and take it all like the good girl he knows you are. his fingers tangling in your hair, his pretty cries he tries to hold in, take it like he knows you love it and heâll reward you with his hot cum down your throat and his cock speared deep in your pussy. maybe heâll even give you a creampie, if you beg prettily enough.
đEONGIN
innie gets so thirsty for pussy when heâs given an aphrodisiac, absolutely shameless in rolling over onto his back and begging you to sit on his face. heâll eat you with your clothes still on, he doesnât care one bitâ pulling your skirt up to your waist and tugging your wet panties to the side with his teeth before diving into your cunt. and he really wants you to sit, put all of your weight on him, donât worry, heâs strong enough! tugging you down onto his face when you hover over him, too nervous to fully sit down, âcâmon, i said sit!â his big veiny hands constantly wandering all over your body as he eats you out like a starved man, his nose bumping your clit as he gropes at your exposed ass and tits, your little waist, your plush thighs. make him breathless , smother him with your pussyâ and watch him cum in his sweatpants as he makes you squirt on his tongue, his pretty whines and whimpers muffled by your thighs.
#skz x reader#skz hard thoughts#skz hard hours#skz smut#stray kids hard thoughts#stray kids hard hours#stray kids smut#stray kids x reader#jisung x reader#jisung smut#felix x reader#felix smut#seungmin x reader#seungmin smut#jeongin x reader#jeongin smut#[ đ ] â requests !
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could you do spencer x fem!reader where he proposes in the middle of chasing an unsub?
Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader Trope: Established relationship; Fluff! Just fluff! w.c: 1.2k A/N: slowly finishing up on the remaining requests on my inbox. Itâs taking me quite some time as Iâm a mood writer so thereâs days where Iâm purely focused on my ideas then theres days where iâm motivated to finish the requests and theres days where i have no will to write a single word at all. Found myself rambling and immensly enjoying where the idea was going so hopefully this lives up to your expectation, no matter how late or unedited this is. Enjoy! Main masterlist
Curveball. // Spencer Reid
This wasnât how Spencer planned it. Not at all.
By nature, he was a stickler to rules and organization. Having created a mind map on the trajectory of his life from the very first time he realized how different he was from the rest. Graduate early in high school, check. Get multiple BA and PhD degrees, multiple checks. Join the Behavioral Analysis Unit at Quantico, big check. Everything was planned out. No matter how big or small.
Or at least it was, up until you strolled into the bullpen with your sensible heeled boots, crisp button downs, and tailor fitted slacks. A new recruit directly slotted by David Rossi, just like how Jason Gideon pulled rank to get him in the BAU. The stark difference was you werenât as green as he was back then, fresh from the academy. With your credentials considered one of the best and with beaming approval from the BAUâs co-founder, David Rossi, and former member, Katie Cole of CACU, you were an immediate shoe in for the positionâjoining the teamâs dynamic quite effortlessly and with ease.
Meeting you and falling helplessly in love with you by the end of your 6-month stay in the team was never written in Spencerâs books. He never thought once that he would find, as cliche as it sounded, a forever companion beyond the platonic relationships built within the team. He, in all of his intellect, also never thought youâd end up viewing him the same way but you did. He was so glad you did. Any disruption it caused to his mind map was a change he wholeheartedly welcomed as long as he got to come home with you wrapped in his arms.
But at the following moments, Spencer was re-considering his standpoint on the thrown curveballs that come his way all from being devotedly enamored with you.
âSpencer Reid!â you stomped your foot on the carpeted floor of the shared hotel room to gain his attention. âDid you suggest to Hotch that I be on geographical profile duty with you rather than being out with my usual partner Morgan?â
âWhat? Noâno! Why would you think that, princess?â
With your arms crossed on your chest, hip cocked to one side, and analytical eyes cataloguing his every fidget, he knew his lie was done for.
You scoffed. âOh I donât know, besides from the fact you canât look me in the eye, what else is there?â You took a minute to pause for dramatization. âOh I know, is it because I bear a striking resemblance to all the victims? Or is it because of what happened during the last case?â
He scrunched his nose, giving himself away. âYou got shot without me there, of course I got worried! What ifâwhat if you werenât wearing your kevlar vest or what if the unsub aimed higher, making sure to land a critical hit?â His form slumped down on the bed. âI canât bear the thought of you in danger while Iâm not around to protect you.â
âSpence, our job comes with a risk and Iâm good at my jobââ
âI know you are. Iâve seen you in target practice and tackle unsubs bigger than you but it also comes with the boyfriend territory that I worry whenever youâre away.â
You sighed, sitting beside him and taking his hand into yours. The difference in size was a sharp reminder on how petite and delicate you are in Spencerâs eyes. âAnd I get that too when weâre on duty and apart but you know what gets me by?â He shook his head, doe eyes peering into yours with such adoration. âTrust. I trust you to always come back to me, safe. In turn, I need you to trust me to do my job and take extra pre-caution with every decision I do in the field. Can you do that for me, sweet boy?â
He slowly nodded his head. âIâI can do that.â
âNext time, letâs also communicate any small or big concerns, okay Spence? Iâd rather not feel lost and confused the next time a problem arises.â
âAs long as you promise the same to me.â
You smiled before nodding your head in return. âOf course.â
He leaned in. Kissing those pouty lips that had been calling for him like a siren ever since the disagreement ensued.
âââ
âAlright,â Hotchâs no-nonsense voice called everyoneâs attention. âThe group of unsubs are currently holding two civilian hostages inside this very building. Morgan, Y/N, and Prentiss, you take the left entrance. Reid and Rossi, youâre with me at the right entrance.â Numerous affirmatives were echoed. âTheyâre armed and have proven themselves capable of killing. Vests tight and keep vigilant.â
Footsteps dispersed for preparation but before you could escape from Spencerâs line of sight, he pulled you close, adjusting your vest and making sure it was strapped tight around your chest.
âBe careful out there.â
A small smile graced your face before quickly disappearing from the thick tension all around the vicinity. âAlways am. You too.â
âI mean it, princess. I need you back in one piece so I can marry you.â
You sucked in a breath. âW-what?â
âThis wasnât how I planned it butââ Hotchâs voice interrupted his ramblings. Reid. He turned and nodded once before returning his gaze back to your gobsmacked face. ââyou did say to communicate right away so I love you and I want to marry youââ he squeezed your clammy hand into his. ââwill you say yes?â
Reid. Another commanding voice coming from the unit chief.
Spencer smiled then before beginning his steps back to his position. It felt exhilarating to finally be the one throwing the curveball at you, no wonder you found joy in itâno matter how unconscious you were doing it. âIâll hear your answer after, okay?â
âOh, weâre so talking about this later.â you narrowed your eyes in return, taking steps to your opposite position. âYes, Reid. See you later.â
Spencer looked down at his muddied sneakers, eyes gleaming from mirth and soul flying high unbound before taking a deep breath, schooling everything away and focusing all of him to catching these group of unsubs.
Maybe it wasnât so bad not having everything go according to plan. After all, didnât they usually say that the best things usually come when heâd least expect it? And you were the perfect definition of that phrase. His own beautiful disruptor and he wouldnât have you in any other way.
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ok but like nanami or geto fucking us in a room and gojo just goes in without knocking and sees. and itâs all awkward and he leaves but then ends up going into another room to jerk off cause it was kinda hotâŠ
i would like to maintain that i am not a getou fucker but i hope u enjoy this nonnie :3
warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, voyeurism, exhibitionism, male masturbation, vaginal sex.
words: .9k
âO-Oh, shit, Suguru⊠should we stop?â you pant, your boyfriend still smothering your neck in soft kisses. Itâs an answer in itself, but he still feels compelled to breathe the words softly against your skin.
âNo, sweetheart, heâll be fine.â he coos, nibbling on your earlobe. Ultimately distracting you completely from the awkward encounter of being walked in on while youâre naked with Suguruâs cock balls deep in your cunt.
Satoru leans against the wall for a moment while your bare form runs rampant through his mind. The way your swollen, bitten lip fell from your teeth as you moaned while riding Suguruâs thick length.
The way skin slapping against skin filled the room as he relentlessly pounded into you. How sweaty you both appeared to be. You must have been at it for a while. And Satoru has never been so jealous.
Heâd always had a thing for you, but kept it to himself out of respect for his best friend. But, fuck, thatâs a hard thing to ignore. And now heâs dealing with another hard thing to ignore.
He shouldnât.
He couldnât.
But he finds himself instinctively walking to his own dorm room and leaning against the wall that he shares with Suguru. He can still hear you going at it. And his heart flutters.
You know how thin the walls are, and yet youâre making no effort to conceal your salacious little moans. Youâre doing it for him, arenât you? Thatâs what he thinks, anyway. Thatâs how he reasons it as he pulls off his t-shirt and throws it to the ground. His sweats come down just enough for him to grab his aching cock.
And the little hiss he emits is pornographic as he makes contact with himself. Heâs so turned on, so sensitive itâs almost sore to touch himself. But he canât help it. He needs this.
He runs his hand over his drooling cockhead and is even taken aback himself by what a mess youâve made of him. Without even trying. His head falls back against the wall with a gentle thump as he closes his eyes and imagines he is the one fucking you right now. The way youâre trying to be quiet but failing completely as Suguru continues to fuck up into you and viciously pound against your g-spot without remorse.
It should be him.
He looks down at his cock. Itâs red and throbbing with a burning desire to be stuffed inside of your precious little cunt.
âHhng, ah! Suguru! Donât, d-donât stop baby.. haaah~!â
Oh, you know exactly what youâre doing, donât you? Even if his hand wasnât already blurring as he fucks into his fist, heâd have to after that. You want him to hear, he was right. You want him to get off to the idea of you. Of fucking you. Of being a seedy little witness to your filthy show.
You act so innocent, but you arenât. He should have known.
Itâs always precious little things like you that are the most depraved.
He doesnât want to stop touching himself. He wants to enjoy the feeling of pleasuring himself with you at the same time forever. But he can hear your hitching breaths. The way youâre struggling to keep up with Suguru and how he has to help you even more.
He doesnât want to stop.
But he has to cum with you.
The way Suguru tries to silence himself as he shoots his load inside of you makes him smile. Like itâs some secret that youâre fucking. Itâs well past that, now. Gojo had already borne witness to your natural instincts consuming you both.
He fists his cock faster. Harder. Suguru doesnât stop fucking you, rubbing your clit with his thumb all the while. He can hear it in your shaky breaths. You're close. Youâre so fucking close.
And youâll cum together.
How romantic.
He doesnât hold back his own moans as he hears you succumb to your building orgasm. Itâs only right that you know what youâve done to him, he thinks. And for a moment, it goes silent, when you realise what is happening in the room next door.
Youâre covering your mouth, much to Suguruâs dismay. He yanks your hand away and interlocks his fingers with yours. Still fucking his softening cock into you relentlessly.
âDonât be shy,â he smirks, âWe wanna hear your pretty moans.â
And Satoruâs cock spurts glob after glob of white, shimmering cum onto his stomach as he moans boisterously for you. Suguru really is the best friend he could ask for. He could have so easily stopped fucking you and started a fight over the fact heâs masturbating over you.
Heâs generous. Sharing you and your gorgeous moans with him. He didnât have to, of course. But Suguru knows how lucky he is to have you. He feels sorry for every other man on earth since he knows no one else can have you.
âFuuuuuuck me.â Satoru sighs as he finishes, jerking every last drop of cum he possibly can.
âYouâre welcome, Satoru,â Suguru laughs, knocking his knuckle against the wall behind him. You collapse above his body, resting your head on his shoulder as you come down from your high. âDonât make a habit of it, though.â
âA habit?â he laughs, knowing itâs far too late for that. âNext time, I want to watch.â
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im sending you a four year page letter and i enclosed it with a kiss <3
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reader gets super drunk with the pogues so they have to call rafe to get her. And he wasnât very happy
lets have a good time
pairing(s): bf!rafe cameron x gf!fem!reader , the pogues x reader
warnings: alcohol, pet names, almost a fight
summary: after having one too many to drink, your friends are forced to call your boyfriend.
authors note: thank you for the request!! enjoy :)
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âcâmon, sarah. please?â you whined.
âbabe, youâve already had way too much to drink,â she said with a chuckle.
you began to pout. âbut rafe never lets me drink and we havenât all been together in sooo long,â you dragged. âthis is likeâlike the one night we can have fun. so why not enjoy it.â
âyouâre enjoyinâ it alright,â jj joked, taking another sip from his beer.
that gave you an idea. jj always drank with you.
you turned to him with a smile and the two full shot glasses. âjj?â
he could never turn down alcohol. âwhy not?â
you cheered and handed him one of the shots before counting down, connecting your lips with the glass and leaning your head back as the burn slid down your throat.
the two of you high fived each other before starting to pour yourselves another.
âyou think weâll have to call him tonight?â john b asked, standing with pope, sarah, and kiara as they watched the two take more shots.
sarah nodded. âdefinitely. sheâs not walking in this state.â
âheâs gonna be pissed,â pope said.
âso pissed,â kiara agreed.
sarah sighed and shifted her weight to one foot. âwhoâs gonna do it this time?â
john b and pope put their fingers on their noses quickly. once kie noticed, she did the same.
ânot fair,â the blonde said. âi donât wanna text him.â
kiara laughed. âheâs your brother. if he hears it from us, heâd probably run us all over on the way here.â
she sighed but pulled out her phone and began to search for his contact to call him instead while you and jj were still drunkenly stumbling around each other, laughing uncontrollably, dancing to the music and taking another shot.
âwhat do you want?â he asked, voice louder now that he was on speaker.
sarah rolled her eyes. âcan you come get y/n? weâve all been drinking, some more than others, and i donât think its a good idea for us to drive her home.â
âwhat the fuck, sarah? i told you about this shit already. stopââ
she hung up before he could get another word out. john b reached into the cooler and grabbed out some beers, handing one to each of the three. âweâre gonna need âem for this one.â
âitâs like a ticking time bomb,â kie said. âweâre basically sitting ducks right here.â
sarah shook her head. âhe wonât do anything too bad. you know she doesnât like when he gets all mouthy with us,â she replied, referring to you.
and in record breaking time, the big truck was pulling into the dead patch of grass on the side of the chateau.
you gasped when you saw your boyfriend approaching and immediately run up to him, without stumbling and tripping as much as you can, flinging your arms around him and holding yourself close to him. âhi, rafe,â you slurred against his chest.
âhi, baby,â he said softly. your balance was completely off. he wrapped his arms around you to ensure you wouldnât fall then looked up to his sister and the rest of the pogues. âare you kidding me?â
sarah shrugged. âshe was having fun, rafe. let her.â
âwhat did i tell you about this? look at her. she can barely even stand,â he spat angrily. âi told you to watch her. and you didnât. youâre supposed to monitor how much sheâs drinking so she doesnâtââ
âhey,â you mumbled quietly, leaning off his chest and stumbling back slightly to look at him. ââs fine. âm fine. i was jusâ havinâ fun with my friends andâand i had a little too much. sarah evenâeven told me i was drinking too much. âs fine though. can we jusâ go home?â you slurred between hiccups.
he took a deep breath. he could never say no to you.
âcâmon,â he said softly. you waved goodbye to all your friends and with a hand on your back to keep you steady, he led you to the car. his hands found your waist to help you up into your seat, strapping you in then shutting the door and hastily walked around to the other side.
you giggled when he got in. âi had sooo much fun today, rafe.â
he smiled to himself and began to reverse out. âi canât wait to hear all about it, sweetheart.â
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