#😞 slow dancing….

[yandereshingeki]

its a dried dandelions kinda night im gonna work on that for a bit

have not touched that fic in a MINUTE i only write it when i need comfort lmao😭 it would’ve been nice to get it done before the final part but i know i would NOT be able to do that… eventually though. That fic holds my soft heart and squeezes it….

[wheatcak3]

Silly goofy bard and venti doodle 😌❤️

[spacelesscowboy]

nunca me voy a perdonar x dejarme caer en la trampa de i’m not like other girls a los 12 xq les aseguré a mis papás a esa edad ke no quería quince, y como. 5 meses antes de cumplir los 15 les dije. jiji saben ke si quiero 🤭🤭 Y‼️ si no hubiera hecho eso hubiera podido tener un quince con tema darks :(

[4nak1n]

desperate ani after a long day of work <3

tags: 18+ smut, porn without a plot, praise kink, cunnilingus, ani begging, intended for afab readers

im so down bad for him its not ok😞

“please baby-please just one taste tonight?” he begged, kneeling before you in all his glory. his robes-ruffled and god he looked gorgeous begging. “please my love” he whispered, kissing my thighs and slowly tracing up to your damp panties. he was tired-having just been on a mission but god he was dreaming about burying his face between your legs the entire time.

“fine” i shivered, giving into him. with a desperate moan, he grabbed your hips and pushed up your thighs. “good girl baby-stay like that for me," he whispered, voice harsher than intended. he was desperate-eagerly tugging at and pulling down your panties. anakin barely bothered to take the rest of your clothes.

“ani-slow down” i gasped, the cold air suddenly hitting my wet cunt. but he didn’t reply-his fingers traced down my stomach, leaving a trail of tingles in their wake. when he reached my clit, he slowly and purposefully dragged down my sensitive bud. "god you’re so pretty baby," he whispered, his fingers delving between your legs, spreading your cunt open. your click coating his fingers.

the first lick was tentative, his tongue darting out to taste the sweet liquid that coated your flesh. he groaned, the flavor exploding on his tongue as he looked up, smirking at the expression painted across my face.

i gasped at the sensation-whimpering lowly as my breathing grew laboured. my body was shaking beneath him, whimpers and moans filling the air as his tongue danced over my sensitive skin. the sensation of him sucking my clit-and his fingers slowly pushing into my cunt making my moans grow louder as his fingers curled up into my g-spot.

“ani-please its to much, slow down” i whined, my fingers tangling into his dark curly locks. “too much?" he echoed, the words dripping with satisfaction as a smirk curled on his lips. his lips were coated with my arousal. “you can take it baby. your a good girl for me-your gonna take it." he crooned, head tilting before he abruptly continued to ravage you with his mouth. but this time-he was rougher. sucking and biting at your clit until i was writhing beneath him. his cock was throbbing, aching for release, but the only thing on his mind was how good i tasted on his tongue.

my eyes closed as i moaned-my hips bucking involuntarily. “ani-m’ gonna cum” i breathed-moaning as my back arched. a satisfied smirk curled on his lips. "than cum for me baby," he demanded, voice husky with lust. "give me what I've been waiting for."

and just like that, i came, my pussy clenching around his fingers as he licked and suckled my-sensitive flesh. my moans echoed through our bedroom as he let me ride put my orgasm.

“fuck ani-that was good” i panted, glancing at his face that was messy with my cum. “baby-do you want me to make you feel good too?” i mumbled, leaning down and capturing his lips in a kiss. “no-dollface i’m fine” he whispered breathlessly on your lips. i glanced down, and my eyes widened at the sight of the wet patch on his pants.

@4nak1n 2024, please do not copy or repost.

[slvttyplum]

Well in that case👁️ gojo teasing and fucking shawty w just the tip, and he makes them beg for him to put it all the way in and stop playing 🙄😞 (w a creampie finish and praise pls🤭)

there you were annoyed. your eyes rolling to the top of your head as satoru rubbed and stopped rubbing in that same rhythm with the tip of his dick.

“satoru stop, come on.” the only thing he did was laugh while sliding his hands over between your two breasts and playing with your nipples. the stimulation from the mild rubbing and nipple squeezing wasn’t enough, you needed him inside you.

“i thought you like foreplay more than anything…. at least that’s what you posted.” a sly smirk dancing on his lips as he stared down at you.

he was still annoyed at the fact that you posted that you liked foreplay more than the actual sex and he got mad thinking you were throwing shade.

“grow up or get the fuck off of me.” you were rising up to get off the bed but satoru pushes you back down and hovers over you. his breath hitting your soft lips as the air between the both of you start coming to a close.

“i think you forgot your place.” his words catching you off guard but your stomach and pussy showing a different reaction while your lower stomach clenches and forms butterflies swarming and your pussy getting wetter.

“i’m just giving you what you want. hm?” his lips colliding with yours and that vanilla taste erupting on your tongue.

your kiss turned you on so much that you almost forgot about the teasing he was going with his tip earlier but he was doing it again.

it’s not that it didn’t feel good, the way it was grazing over your clit felt nice, but not nice enough for it to go on for eternity. your heart beating fast with agony.

“beg me and i’ll give you what you want.” his lips going to your ear leaning in and giving it a peck before looking in your eyes again. you hesitate for a moment because you know how satoru is, but the way he just turned you on, you needed him.

“please baby? i need you.” his eyes flickering for a moment before starting up the teasing with your clit again. his heart was pounding for your soft voice and your taste still on his lips but that was mediocre and he needed more.

“mhm. what else? act like you want it.” his voice down from his usual tone and his tip grazing over your tip faster. the sensation and tingles jolting through your body and a small whimper sliding past your lips.

“i need you inside me. please baby.” his eyes flickering again and before you knew it his dick was inside you, already pressing against your sweet spot. a group of moans just spilling out your mouth.

it was like relief but pleasure overflowing throughout your body at the same time. your back arching as he fills you whole, thrusting in and out of you as he leans down and kisses your neck.

how thrusts deep and slow as his hips glide the wave of creating pleasure for you. he loved seeing you squirm and moan under his touch, it was so fucking sexy.

he didn’t realize how deep and fast he was now king until he felt your walls clamp around him and practically squeeze the cum out of him.

his eye twitching then both his eyes squinting shut as he cums inside you, long moans sliding past both your lips.

“you did so good.”

the end.

[murdrdocs]

feeling sappy thinking abt baking with the spider-men 😞

baking with MILES is always a bit of a mess. he'd enlisted your help for an apology dessert for his parents, but it doesn't go as planned. you were lacking the supplies, and miles ran into a "villain of the week" on his egg run, and the cookies come out a little flat and dry but mr and mrs morales (you make a point of using the formalities) adore them anyway.

baking with MIGUEL is a means of cheering you both up. he's exhausted, you're feeling lonely, you both crave time with the other, so you're in the kitchen using the hand mixer for authenticity to create an elaborate cake. you watch his concentration, admiring his hard set lines and the way his tongue peeks out between his lips as he does some incredible piping work. and then of course, you enjoy the treat on the couch with an ancient rom-com and ice cream to pair.

baking with PETER is romantic. or, it's supposed to be. you're wearing matching aprons, listening to 50s swing music, working together to create a batch of brownies. there's giggles and kissing between measurements and hands on waists and shoulders and hips. there's mixing breaks to slow dance to glen miller or cleaning breaks to sing along to frank sinatra. and you get distracted with the way you're so in love with each other that the brownies burn just a little. but the middle is fine and peter truly isn't a picky eater.

baking with HOBIE is a regular occurrence. he has a sweet tooth, you like to try out recipes that migrate towards you, and hobie's an excellent taste tester. he sits off to the side, measuring what you need him to, grabbing things from the top shelf, all the while admiring you from afar. there's nights when he comes home late, a little beaten and bruised, and you're kneading dough for blueberry cinnamon rolls. he's salivating instantly, both from the expected taste of the dessert, and from how pretty you look with a little flour on your cheeks, hair a little askew, and a soft song leaving your lips.

[chao-thicc-hcs]

OMG PLEASEEEEEE MAKE A PART 2 ON THE BONTEN TRIO SLAPPING THERE S/O, I need to know what happens after sanzu isn't High and drunk🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏😞

A/N: I am so sorry I couldn't imagine Sanzu giving a damn that much

Slapping you accross the face | the aftermath

ft. haitani brothers ; sanzu haruchiyo

warning(s): ran's is very lewd in the end, toxic relationship, mentions of drugs (duh), stalking, murder, sanzu is a bitch (shocker), mentions of domestic violence. MDNI, please, or I will cry, blood, weapons,,, and sanzu

!reader is non-binary but there might be a trace of femininity

NOT PROOFREAD, YET!

ran↷

Usually, when you get a taste of something awfully bitter, it fades away and you do not remember it.

This was not the case for our main character here.

Days grew colder, so did his bed, his apartment, his meals, his interactions with others. Behind the facade of a man unbothered by the world around him, carrying a leisure smile and a carefree attitude around his mates, Ran was still a human being.

The loss of someone who carried light within them was heavy. Ran found himself daydreaming everyday while doing his duties - about both of you dancing around your home again, going out on expensive dates, coming back home to your "nagging", having someone to hug and kiss before he falls asleep. Alas, you were gone, far, far away... at least mentally.

Physically, he saw you every other day. He stayed in the shadows, observing your every move and trying to eavesdrop your conversations with friends. You never noticed him again. Maybe because you wanted him gone so badly, or maybe because you couldn't forgive yourself that you were capable of overcoming this.

Ran was unaware of the state you were in. Staying in a relative's place meant getting accustomed to things without your lover. You were like a ghost there, nobody wanting to listen to your words, nobody caring about hygiene, general rules and norms returned you back to when Ran would look you in the eyes with this naughty spark in them, listening to your ramblings as he occasionally hummed to them, to how your shared apartment smelled like a dream, to how he would help you with chores.

Whatever mark the slap left your cheek was now long gone. You couldn't bring yourself to hate this man, even when you were reminded that he was a criminal. It felt like torture being away from him, despite his outburst. It was only that what made you feel despair, but it couldn't overpower the numerous things that man was good for, how he made your life worth it.

Your finger trembled over the "send" button but the desire was stronger and you pressed it with force, then you threw your phone on the other side of the bed.

Being the busy man he is it took him more than two hours to respond, which increased the anxiety brewing inside of you. You kept checking your phone, refreshing the messages, restarting it, even muting the messages and calls of everyone but Ran. The second you heard a notification you rushed to take your phone... it was finally him.

Your shared apartment never felt as suffocating as the first time you got in after the incident. However, in less than an hour, Ran made you feel home again.

He was now thrusting deep inside of you, holding you and squeezing you in a way that gave out how much he's been missing you these past few weeks. The air was filled with the whimpers and moans of both of you. Your bodies were connecting, resonating with one's wavelengths once again. It felt so good being able to kiss him once again, run your fingers in his hair, feel his skin against you. His voice felt like a forgotten melody you re-discovered again, and your voice felt the same to him.

"I am so.. agh.. sorry for hurting you, my dearest.." exclaimed he with a shaky from pleasure voice, his hands squeezing you tight against him, slowing his pace "please, come back to me.."

You placed a finger on his mouth and cupped his cheeks after.

"Don't.. say anything... I have already forgiven you, Ran.. I can't live without you.. this slap will never mean anything in comparison to how amazing of a lover you are... just don't do this again.".

With this the lecherous dance continued... both of you finally being at peace from your reunion.

rindou↷

The dress that he ripped apart was now on the ground, untouched since you last were in the room with him. His only company was the air filling up the room, mixed with the scent of your body mist he occasionally sprayed just to help himself imagine you around him better.

"It's no use, Rindou. You acted like a douchebag, you suffer the consequences. Hell, how could you get jealous of me? Y/n is not even close to my type."

Ran's words rung in his skull, piercing its walls. He was well aware of this fact, he wanted to run away from the guilt, from the responsibilities.

Well, safe to say he succeeded. He blamed you and only you, refusing to acknowledge the truth - that he was the one who hurt you, who suffocated you and belittled you as a human being, who only saw you as a possession. Days went by agonizingly slow, plagued by constant thoughts of you in his arms, his embrace.

It was hard living without you, as hard as swallowing the lump of responsibility that grew bigger in the man's throat.

Every victim of Bonten now looked like you in his eyes, every woman that approached him looked like you. You were impossible to be forgotten so easily, and this is why he wanted to believe that you were somehow a "curse".

Just like any deranged man lacking self-awareness and self-control, Rindou got rid of every person who dared showing romantic interest in you. They either "mysteriously vanished", or were forced by him to tell you that you are "unattractive." All of this was an evil little scheme of his. It all went well, after all. His plan was executed perfectly.

You grew self-conscious. You thought you indeed carried some sort of "curse" inside of you that repelled any potential lover, hell, even a platonic relationship. Gloominess engulfed your consciousness, forcing you to willingly isolate yourself from others, avoiding to create new possible connections with people.

Who knows? Maybe in the end you thought about returning back to him? Fool. Of course you are better than that. You burned everything that man ever gifted you, you got rid of everything that reminded you of his presence, including electronics.

Rindou's satisfaction grew stronger with realizing this. "An angel got its wings chopped, hm? Well, I shall sew them back. Now, precious, come into my arms.."

All of this was futile. You were still back in his embrace. You figured out that now after deeming yourself as a "cursed" individual, there was no use of you fighting for your freedom anymore. Faith has ordered that you shall be his forever - nothing is of power to separate you.

sanzu↷

Your body was aching, your legs were giving up on you after the night spent under Sanzu's manipulation.

He was a god in making you feel good and forgetting the fights you had occasionally because of his dimwit mentality. Empty promises of ditching the drugs and alcohol, of quitting his beloved activity of tormenting innocent citizens.

The clothes scattered on the ground were now curled in a ball in his hands. ''Who gave you the confidence to believe that you had the right over me? Why do you think that your tears have enough power to melt my heart and change me?" his words were poison, his glare was sharp. He made you feel so small by looming over your sitting form on the bed, gripping your chin and forcing you to look at him. ''You are awfully quiet, doll. Maybe I should be slapping you more often so you stay put, hm?"

A powerful man over your conscience, indeed. Even after the effects of the drugs have worn out. Sanzu was a man who had created his own world, with its own rules inside of it to follow. Mikey was the center of it all, and if you were not him - well, do not expect him to adhere to your whims so easily.

Your naked body shivered under the cold autumn air. It was a hassle getting your clothes on. Sanzu was already leaning on the door frame, piercing daggers in you with his glare. ''By the time I come back home from work, I expect this entire mess to be cleaned.'' spat he, playing with his weapon in his hand ''I deserve to be pampered after you angered me.'' and with this last scoff he left you in the dark room.

''Sanzu...'' you mumbled pathetically to yourself, as if this was going to teleport him back, radically changed. The last string of hope cut itself when the lonely feeling seeped in you.

Running away from that man was the best option you could do, and maybe the worst at the same time, for you never knew how hard the drugs might have hit him this particular evening.

Thankfully, Sanzu was unaware of your presence until the very next morning, when he thrashed everything that caught his eye. Bloody hands gripping his pink locks, tearing some apart, tangling others. ''I will make them pay. No, no, it ain't possible that they've ran away.. right? They can't live without me!" and such tomfoolery echoed in the room he used to share with you.

It was not that he missed you. He missed being able to control someone. Perhaps, physical torment was not his only forte.

There was no trace of you. You'd managed to collect everything from your shared home before fleeing away in another town back to your parents. Sanzu's frenzy was swiftly gone when he understood that you were no different than the next person he was going to court.

However, nobody runs away from Sanzu without any consequences. He found out where your relatives lived and just couldn't resist showing you what a.. ''treasure'' you lost. Weekly, he sent you anonymous ''gifts''. You knew that it was him, because they had most of the time dead animals with a note saying "this could be you~ they ran away just like you did, but they didn't manage to escape~", used lingerie of women he fucked and came on, limbs of his tortured victims, foods he knew you despised...

Fear always remained inside of you, surging in your veins and forcing your heart to jump out of your rib cage. You knew he was insane. You were now living with the thought of him attempting to abduct you.

No remorse nor regret was left in this man's heart, it only opened itself to tremendous amounts of hate, violence, and lecherousness.

©chao-thicc-hcs; reblogs are appreciated

[inesbaby21]

Please do Nika head cannons please

Nika Mühl Headcanons-

Okok so Nika if FOR SURE the like most comfortable with pda, or being in public with her girl!

I'm could see Nika with a fashionista, or like a model

TALL GIRLS FOR NIKA 🫡, I see a lot about her being with someone short and cutie but she's giving me shorter gf vibes!

Again, I could also see Nika with someone like a fashion designer, or someone who does fashion in like any aspect.

I also KNOW that with Nika there's NO cutting corners, or like if you two are arguing neither one of you are going to bed upset!

Nika is for SURE super super touchy, like always has to be holding your hand, or your waist, and if she's driving her hand has to be on your thigh !

ACTS OF LOVE! She just radiates I love my wife energy, and will FOR SURE once or twice a month get you flowers!

I can see spending a lot of quality time with nika too, shes giving me family oriented energy!

Oh my goodness, I could see you two at like banquets or gala's doing interviews. And mrs girl is just being SUPER clingy, like borderline lying on your shoulder just listening to you speak with so much passion about your career! (lmk if you guys want me to add to this 😉)

Low key, I could see Nika with a music girlie either like production or singing you know?

I feel like again Nika HAS to be with a fashion girl, like have you guys SEEN Nika's tunnel/pregame fits ?

Maybe it's like an obsession, but I could also see Nika being sly, and getting with Geno's daughter or maybe like granddaughter for sure!

I'm sensing Nika with a nepo baby!reader, like you're not toooo out there with who your parent/parents are but you're known for your own stuff!

Cute dates, and long long car rides when she just wants to go out on late nights!

I can definitely see taking freshie Nika out to all of your favorite spots in the city, and showing her all of your "secret" hang out spots!

Nika gives me supportive wife/gf vibes! will be there for any even your having big or small.

Also giving me Golden Retriever Gf vibes! so smiley and giddy whenever you're together at home, in public, there's never a bad time with Nika

Definitely a slow dancing with no music kind of gf, and always helps cook even after a bad game/shes drained.

HEAVY ON COMMUNICATION, over something big or something small both of you two's feelings are VALID and problems/issues need to be addressed!

guys send in request! this was literally he only one i had 😞

[justwritedreams]

Sin | Jongin

Idol!Jongin x Reader

Word count: 2.344

Genre: fluff, slight angst, smut.

Author: maari 

Warnings: MDNI!! THIS IS A +18 STORY Explict words and filthy studio sex, oral (fem receiving), sex without condom (don't do this at home), heartbroken Sehun 😞.

Note: WELL i'm proud of this one and I won't even going to deny it lol My stories with Kai are usually short so I don't fall in love with him BYE

Request: I have something we’re he’s at the studio with his s/o and they make out and end up having sex and one of the boys walks in on the (who are you pick had a crush on y/n) and gets mad because he told Kai he liked her and they argue but y/n tells x that she’s only interested in Kai

⫷ Exo Masterlist

Y/N was trying to control her smile as her body moved on its own to the beat that sounded through the studio's speakers.

"What do you think?" Jongin asked, after the preview he played for her ended.

She looked at him, smiling proudly.

“It’s different from what you’ve done before, but it’s your vibe.”

Jongin sighed, relieved. He closed the file on the computer and turned completely to face her.

“I wanted to try new things for this album.”

“You did it, I'm sure everyone will love it as much as I love it.” she winked at him, seeing him smirk.

"Thanks for being here." he got up from the chair and sat next to her on the couch, his shoulder lightly touching hers. "Means a lot."

Y/N tried to hide her huge smile while feeling the butterflies in her stomach, that's why, unable to think of what to say, she just put her hair behind her ear, looking away a little shyly.

“Well, it’s not like I can deny you anything.” she confessed, wetting her lips with her own tongue and looking back at him.

Jongin kept his eyes fixed on her, raising an eyebrow.

"Anything?" he asked, interested and she narrowed her eyes without understanding what was going on in his head. “So if I tell you that it wasn’t for nothing that I asked you to come here.”

Jongin then brought his body even closer, cornering Y/N between the couch and his strong chest. All she did was take a deep breath, unable to take her eyes off Jongin's dark iris.

He looked at her as if she were the only woman in the world and hadn't even truly touched her.

That was enough to make her tremble all over.

“I would tell you that I already imagined it.” she replied quietly, without any strength.

Not when the heat of his body covered hers so deliciously.

Y/N saw Jongin smile widely before projecting his torso forward and bringing his face to hers so that their lips met in a slow sensual dance, just like the rhythm of the preview he had played earlier.

One of his hands went to her cheek while Y/N's trembling hands went to his chest, even though it was covered by the sweater he was wearing, she felt his heart beating quickly in her palm.

The kiss that was enough to take all of Y/N's breath away was broken by Jongin as he pressed their foreheads together. When she felt his penetrating gaze on her, she opened her eyes to find complicity there. Something that made her legs feel wobbly, as always did when she was with him.

They hadn’t yet described what type of relationship they had, they were together in secret. Nobody knew they were making out in empty hallways or in each other's houses.

It was a mutual agreement, after all, what no one knew, no one ruined, but that didn't mean that the feeling wouldn't grow because Y/N was sure that with each touch Jongin made, she fell in love even faster and deeper.

She knew that trying to stop this from happening was impossible since Jongin was addictive. It was like that the first day they met and it was still like that every time they kissed.

He began another kiss, this time faster, as their tongues met again and their hands were no longer so shy, they roamed each other's bodies.

Y/N imagined it would just be another make out session they would have, her fire seemed to complete Jongin's and they couldn't keep their hands off each other, but it wasn't like that tonight.

Involved by the preview played earlier, the atmosphere in the studio became much more sensual after the kisses, which no longer seemed to be enough.

Her neck was already marked and wet from his devoted kisses on her skin when he started to lift her blouse, making her body and also her pussy combust.

Mainly because he was between her legs when he started to take off the piece of clothing, which she promptly helped him do, considering that she wouldn't be crazy enough to stop his caresses.

His big, warm hands found her breasts and she sighed loudly, feeling her belly squirm inwardly as her panties were soaked.

Jongin had that power over her, his kisses were enough to make her go out of orbit. And he knew it, so much so that his nimble fingers promptly took off the bra she was wearing and his mouth found her breasts, giving the same attention to the hot flesh that his lips and tongue gave to Y/N's mouth.

For her, controlling the moans was an impossible task that she knew she had no control over, that's why she let the studio be filled with her sounds of pure pleasure as her hips tried to rub against Jongin's.

But he was too far away and his intentions were different at that moment, Y/N felt her whole body shiver when he lightly bit the skin of her navel and his fingers found the button of her pants.

She helped him, a little clumsily, to take off her pants and he knelt on the floor, staring at the white panties she was wearing with pure thirst, his fixed eyes made her pussy tremble, yearning for what was to come.

Her panties suffered the same fate as her clothes and her eyes rolled and closed when his finger found her throbbing clit.

Her hips rolled against his hand of their own accord and he approved, starting to move at a pace so slow that it bordered on torture.

Y/N's mouth was already dry and open, her moans were more constant and when she opened her eyes again she saw Jongin bringing his face closer to her pussy.

She trembled from head to toe before feeling his lips against her hot, wet flesh, he placed a soft kiss before extending his tongue out and closing his eyes to eat her like a starved caveman.

Y/N's hand went to his hair, squeezing the strands between her fingers as she felt his wet tongue mix against her own juice that dripped from her pussy, she moaned his name over and over as it was the only thing that her brain could remember at that moment.

His tongue was precise, he knew exactly what to do and how to make her reach orgasm, he alternated between her clitoris and her hot entrance, and he murmured in approval as he felt her inner muscles contract every time he fucked her with the tongue.

But Y/N closed her legs against his face when Jongin kept his tongue on her clit while his fingers worked quickly at her entrance, going back and forth in such a delicious movement that it didn't take long for her to cum for the first time that night.

She tried to take deep breaths as she spasmed and he drank all the juice she had released.

When their hungry eyes met, Jongin's clothes were quickly removed so that Y/N's slender hands could find his hard cock, she stroked it slowly and managed to elicit a few low moans from him. She wanted to make him as ready and thirsty as she was, and she was prepared to do it with her mouth before he stopped her.

"I need you now." He pleaded and she smiled mischievously.

Jongin sat on the couch and Y/N positioned herself on his lap, he directed his dick to her entrance and the moment their eyes met again, he made her sit hard.

Y/N moaned loudly and closed her eyes, her hands resting on his shoulders as Jongin squeezed her waist with a force that would probably leave marks.

She felt his dick pulsating inside her and without being able to control her desire, she began to move.

He moved at the same pace, feeling her hot inside and tight enough for him to bite his own lip.

He helped her keep the rhythm but it didn't seem enough, it had to be faster, so he helped her move up and down on his dick and the sounds began to echo around the studio in perfect synchronization as her nails dug into his skin.

Moans, the sound of their skin slapping together, everything was so erotic and so right that it made Y/N feel dizzy.

“You take my cock so well.”

"Fuck."

Throwing her head back, she hugged him around the neck and he held her more tighter around the waist, getting up from the sofa so he could lean her against the wall. Y/N hugged his waist with her legs and their position made him enter deeper into her pussy, this time not only moans came out but also screams of pleasure.

Jongin thrust hard and deep, he went fast and Y/N felt her new orgasm form in her womb as her skin shivered and her toes trembled with excitement.

"Look at me. I want to face you while you cum on my cock.“ He placed a hand on her chin and made her look him in the eyes, without having the strength to look away.

He then took his hand off her face and brought it to her clitoris, where he made circular movements, making her scream even more and feel her whole body shake as the orgasm came strong.

“Babe…” she whispered, weak and breathless.

Seeing her so intoxicated as her cum dripped out, Jongin continued his thrusts until his body shook and his own orgasm came with force.

He moaned softly and buried his face in the back of her neck as they tried to catch their lost breath.

“If I had known this was the kind of thing you wanted to do with me in the studio, I would have come sooner.” she said, laughing and caressing the back of Jongin's head.

He laughed and placed a kiss on her skin before helping her get off his lap, Y/N felt her legs weak and leaned on his shoulder.

“I should have brought you sooner.” He responded and led her back to the couch.

Y/N lay down, tired and saw Jongin take her panties and helped her put them on, making her smile slightly at the gesture.

He put on his own underwear and Y/N was wearing her bra when suddenly the door was opened without delicacy.

“So that’s how it’s going to be.”

Y/N widened her eyes and covered her body with her arms when Sehun entered the studio furious and red.

Jongin remained standing, looking at his friend seriously.

“This is how you repay me after I shared a secret with you.” Sehun said, angry as he stood in front of Jongin.

"It wasn’t on purpose." he explained, the tone of his voice not so calm.

Sehun laughed, bitterly.

“Of course not, but it didn’t stop you from fucking Y/N right here.” he pointed towards the studio as she felt her face burn. “Right after I told you I liked her.”

Y/N felt her jaw drop and looked at the youngest without knowing what to think.

Did Sehun like her? Since when?

“And what did you want me to do, huh? Stop seeing her?” Jongin questioned, irritated. “You also know that I’m in love with her.”

She felt the corners of her mouth lift into a surprised smile.

She always imagined that but she never heard Jongin say it out loud, so hearing those words was a very nice surprise, knowing that he reciprocated her feelings.

“But I didn’t sleep with her right after.” Sehun accused, hurt and Y/N felt her heart sink.

One of the reasons why she wanted to admit what she felt for Jongin right away was precisely so that everyone would know what was going on between them, without any more secrets.

But she never imagined that Sehun also liked her and that he would be in the studio at the exact moment when she and Jongin couldn't control the need to be together in the most carnal and intimate way possible.

“Sehun.” she called him, getting up from the couch.

And he looked at her, completely hurt.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt that way.” She pressed her lips into a thin line. “If I had known, I would have explained to you earlier that I have been interested in Jongin for a long time.” He nodded silently. “It’s nobody’s fault.”

An unbearable silence fell in the studio, until Sehun sighed.

“You’re right, but that doesn’t change the fact that my friend betrayed me.”

Y/N opened her mouth to speak but no sound came out and Sehun walked away in long strides, leaving both of them with nothing to say behind.

She passed her hand over her face and looked at Jongin, he shook his head as he looked at the door.

“I think I better leave.” she announced quietly and turned to pick up her clothes.

However, he stopped her, holding her arm.

"Come to my home."

She took a deep breath before looking at him.

“Jongin, but Sehun-”

“I won’t walk away from you because of him.” he spoke firmly. "I can't anymore."

She smiled slightly.

"What do you mean?"

He smiled, moving closer to tuck her hair behind her ear and caress her cheek.

“That if being in love with you is a sin, then I will sin again.”

She bit her lower lip.

“No more sex in the studio?”

He laughed, hugging her around the waist and touching their foreheads.

“I can't promise that.” He kissed the tip of her nose, making her close her eyes. “Not after the sounds you made in here.” he kissed her cheek, purposely in the corner of her mouth. “The scenes are engraved in my head and will hardly ever fade out.”

“Then I guess we will sin together.”

[slut4evanpeters]

your my baby, my baby fic made me cry, ilysm

i need to know sum of your kyle / franken!kyle hcs !!

ofc!! here you go!! luv u<3

Pre death!kyle x reader hcs! SFW+NSFW

note: im gonna do post death hcs in a different post!

SFW

I feel like he's definitely a love at first sight guy (i guess he kinda is in the show??)

I mean he'd definitely see you and INSTANTLY fall for you

Brings flowers to your dorm room every week

Like open your door to leave and theres just a bouquet of roses just sitting there waiting for you!!

Expect TONS of nose kisses with this boy

Like i mean a ton.

Cuddling? nose kisses

Hugging? nose kisses

A HUGE girls girl

100% i see him gossiping with you LMFAO

Expect LOTS of lazy midnight convos with stolen kisses every now and then

Kyle is the KING of compliments

I picture him coming up behind you while your looking in the mirror and slipping his arms around your waist. Resting his head on your shoulder "Never doubt your beauty, you're just like an angel" (radiohead reference??)

Definitely the kind to PAMPERRRRRRR you if you're stressed

Runs you a warm bath, pours you a glass of wine

would come in the bath with you

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS dances with you at parties

No matter the genre

Slow, fast, sexy, silly he'll do them ALL.

Listens to music with you

Thats it. Thats the headcanon.

Yk those nights where you kinda just lay in bed alone, listening to music and stare at the roof? well babe, not doing that alone anymore!!

You guys have soooo much inside jokes omg

Always and i mean ALWAYS carries menstrual products in his backpack for you just incase of an emergency

Will always give you his varsity jacket no matter the occasion

cold? sleeping? DOES NOT MATTER!!

Lets you lay on his chest JUST so he can play with your hair

Takes you star gazing, like picture this: drives you a little out of the city, finds a nice secluded spot, lays a blanket down and just watches the stars with you

NSFW

nsjajasmnsja do NOT get me started with this boy

Due to his past he will have a hard time getting into the groove with sex and stuff, but once he trusts you.......OUUU GIRL BE READY.

Makes you keep eye contact with him while eating you out

Speaking of eating you out.... hes the CEO of giving your cunt kisses.

Not just that.... the insides of your thighs as well

Yk those cliche scenes where the man will kiss up from the ankle to the cunt? yea he does that.

always always ALWAYS kisses your knuckles while he fucks you

AND AND ANDDDD will always hold your hand too

Will fuck you in his car

OMG AFTER STAR GAZING HE JUST FUCKS YOUR BRAINS OUT IN THE BACK SEAT

He is DEFINITELY a switch

One minute he's railing the fuck out of you next you're riding him while his whimpering and begging to cum

lowkey LOVES and i mean LOVES when you sit on his face

He just loves pussy smeared all over his face i guess

Would fuck you in a random room at some frat party i fear

CONSENT KING

Even in the middle of fucking you he'll ask if youre okay or if you want to keep going

in conclusion, kyle is an overall bby and would be an AMAZING boyfriend and we need to protect him with our whole heart and soul😞🙏

[theoceansluvr]

Tim Drake x Cozy! Reader

warning; none ! author's notes; my favorite boy's birthday which means a work for him ! sorry for writing so many headcanons y'all, i have a lot to blabber about 😞 also idk if the title makes sense but i have was going for a very.. homebody, smells like coffee/hot chocolate, big sweaters coded reader if that makes any sense !

oh how he loves you...

he never gets a chance to relax because Gotham never rests

but with you it's so easy

he could come back from the worst fight in the world and be greeted with hazelnut creamer filled coffee and the sight of string lights everywhere

it might not be a lot, but it's everything to him.

reading dates are a very common thing !

you'll drag him to the local used bookstore any chance you get

it's usually followed up with a trip to the bakery or record shop too

super into crime books

(to nobody's surprise im sure)

he has a whole bookshelf dedicated to forensic books, even though he knows pretty much everything.

he likes to be sure, y'know ?

you guys have plants that are all names and their birthdays are on a calendar on the fridge

the oldest is named Robert ans he's a dragon's breath you two bought when you first moved in together

the name was merely based on you thinking it was funny to give a plant a people name..(me too)

steals your sweaters all the time and claims he doesn't know what happened to them

but you always catch him up in the middle of the night wearing them while he's doing his detective stuff

random but candle shopping is a MAJORRRRR part of y'all's budget planning..

i mean sure, overhead lighting can be nice, but candles just have a better feel !

which is exactly what you say to Tim every time

he groans and mumbles a soft "Whatever you want, rose.." and it's off to Bath and Body works or the local candle shop !

BAKING TOGETHER !!!!

i will give any excuse to talk about Tim and his baked goods, so you two bake together a ton !

not specifically from scratch, but it's usually better when it is.

"All that matters is it was made with love." is the common statement he uses when he burns something..

which is probably a common occurrence if im being completely honest

slow dancing to records might i add

not much to add about this, but something about him being a Wayne tells me he probably had to learn to slow dance for whatever reason

he'll gladly teach you if you don't know how :))

you guys are usually cuddled up drinking coffee/tea/hot chocolate(pick your preference loves !)

the Gotham rain adds to the ambience of it all

having someone as lad back as you are definitely helps with his whole "gotta prove my wort" mentality as well

if you ever got pets i think you'd have rabbits or maybe a ferret

not cats, don't ask me why i just have a weird headcanon about him being allergic.. so sorry to all my cat allergy havers

completely and utterly in love with the fact you're not out a lot because he likes knowing your safe at home !

playing stardew or animal crossing together to cool off ?

absolutely !

you have a shared island and farm bc he refuses to let you marry any of the characters(SAM I LOVE YOU !!!)

I COULD WRITE SOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH ABOUT HIM WITH A CALM, COZY PARTNER !!! but i want to get this done before the 20th so :((( but happy birthday again to my boyfriend in another universe 😞

[energy-boy-eric]

Obsessed!Sungho! x GN!reader (just the use of the nickname princess and mention of panties and bras)

Smut!! warnings: oral not too detailed (fem receiving) and mention of omicide( kinda?poor jaehyun gets killed), kind of a smell kink idek

ofc minors dni🫶🏻

Sungho is so obsessed with you and he doesn't even know why.

He never felt jealous towards his exes, or his friends, he wasn't a jealous person in general.

But when it came to you, when he met you, he was hypnotized. The moment he laid his eyes on you, the way his pupils grow and dilatate every time his nose senses your scent, the way he buries his face in your neck cause he loves your scent that much. You drive him insane and you don't even know.

He hates the way you laugh with Jaehyun, he hates the way you hug Woonhak whenever he's throwing a tantrum, he hates the way you sit so close to Leehan whenever you're observing his fish tank with him and your arms would slightly brush against each other. He hates the way you grab Riwoo's arms when he's teaching you a new dance and you need balance, he hates the way Taesan puts his headphones on your head to let you hear his latest song-obsession.

You just assumed he has always been a clingy person since he's like this since the day you agreed to be his other half.

But no, Sungho is different with you. He does everything you want, always. You want an orange? he's peeling it for you right away. You want hugs? he's at your side in 3 seconds. You wanna go shopping? You'll find yourself at the entrance of the mall in 5 minutes.

You're his, and his only.

The funny thing is that he's like that even in bed. He always puts your needs first, and he'll think of himself later. He needs to let you cum first, he needs to feel your scent when he's between your legs, making you see stars. Even when he's desperate, even when he needs to cum so so bad he will always put you first no matter what. After all, you could laugh with Jaehyun all you want but at the end of the day, it's Sungho the one that makes you come so hard only by his fingers. He's the one that you go to when you need some friction and you're rocking on his lap with his sweet compliments and praises, telling you you're such a good princess while gently caressing your sides with his big hands.

He treats you like his little flower, you're his little princess. He would cover you with gifts, picking the prettiest lace panties with the perfect bra.

However, he finds it strange, he finds strange the way he would absolutely die or kill for you. He would never hesitate to end someone's life just to keep you his. And maybe, just maybe, someday he would tell you the truth, he would tell you that Jaehyun never actually died from an accident in the kitchen and how it was his fault instead. But he's too scared. He's too scared to lose you, he wants to keep you for himself and himself only. You're stuck with him for life. But you don't need to know that yet.

I know it's been soooo long, but I'm a slow writer what can I do 😞 as always, sorry for any grammatical error, English is not my first language, and as always, hope you liked it!!! I swear I'll put soon my masterlist with the groups I plan on writing🫶🏻🫶🏻

[urmadiik]

1610 Miles x southernbelle!black!fem!reader? She’s basically Charlotte la Bouf from the princess and the frog with her personality and aesthetic but black, and she’s moving to Brooklyn for the first time after living in the country for so long. She’s also new to Brooklyn Visions and Miles shows her around, and they eventually become close and she meets Miles’s family when they start dating :)

AWW I LOVE CHARLOTTE OMGG ILL TRY !!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬/𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 !! : Miles!1610 x Black!fem!reader , fluff , reader has a southern accent , death mentioned, use of y/n, try to visualize the reader with a country accent/the same voice Charlotte la about had I can’t do all the work here 😞, shy reader, google translated Spanish ♡︎

feel free to give suggestions / tips on my writing only if it’s respectful !!

˚ ✧ ✩ 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤 ✩ ✧ ˚

From the moment you were able to comprehend words, you have always longed for a prince just as the pretty princesses did in your storybooks. All afternoon, you would giggle as your mother would sit in her tall, wooden chair. Reading your stories as her melodic voice danced as the sound hit your ears, you sitting big-eyed on the floor, just happy to listen.

Your father’s business had slowed down over the past couple of months and before you knew it, you packed your bags and moved from your large estate in New Orleans to a smaller home all the way in the Big Apple (New York). You weren’t very thrilled about the new move either.

You’ve always believed your life would end with a happily ever after, no matter how bad things got. But that narrative shortly altered as on your 14th birthday, your mother died, her body becoming too frail and weak to fight her illness anymore. After that, you felt so miserable. You’ve always admired her, from her modest and ladylike style to her soothing voice that could always make the burning feeling in your throat ease as you sobbed in her chest. Her scent of vanilla and cocoa butter lingered in your nostrils as you nestled in the crook of her neck, her warm and slim hands gently rubbing your back and cooing sweet nothings in your ear. And now she’s just..gone..?

Ever since then, you couldn't get over the fact that she was really gone. You tried to keep her memory alive the best you could, keeping small mementos around your room. Once you forgot the exact shade of her eye color and vowed to yourself you’d never forget anything else again. Was it honey brown or a deep brown? You didn’t know, your vision blurred as tears burned your eyes as you searched around your room for even a photograph of her.

Although that was how it felt on the inside, your physical appearance didn’t change one bit. Apart from your sunken eyes and the redness in the crease of your eyelid, your attitude didn’t change towards people. You remained upbeat and kind, but somehow there was always a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach no matter how hard you tried to act like you were truly happy.

As you were deep in thought in the backseat of a taxi, you jumped a little as you heard a man speaking to you.

“This your stop?” He spat with a hint of an urgency, his thick accent making it a tad hard to comprehend.

“Hm? Oh, yessir.” You nodded as you speedily handed the man his a handful of cash and exited the car, afraid to get a tardy on the first day of school.

“You already paid.” The man said, trying to hand you back the money,

“Just a tip.” You shrugged as you walked up the steps of the school building and pushed open the doors.

As you walked through Brooklyn Visions, looking like a lost cat as you gazed at everything with a sparkle in your eye, you felt people staring at you. Maybe it was the way you decorated your uniform with golden jewelry and pearls or how it was obvious you weren’t from here, either way they were staring.

When you found your classroom, you gripped the cold, metal handle and took a deep breath, bracing yourself for the long day it was about to be before opening. As you closed the door behind you and immediately, all eyes were on you which made you a little uncomfortable.

“Yes Ms?” You spoke softly.

“Would you like to introduce yourself?” She gestured back to the class.

“No thank you, where do I sit?”

“Next to…” She glanced around the room for an open seat.

“Sit next to Miles.” She pointed. “Raise your hand Miles” She said a little louder.

“Hm..? Oh yeah.” He whispered under his breath as he set down his pencil he was scribbling with.

You gazed upon the freckled-faced boy, taking note of his appearance for a second. You walked over to the desk, pulled out the chair, and sat next to him, your leg bouncing as you silently sat and stared at the ground, trying to not get uncomfortable by the staring kids even if they made an effort not to make it evident.

As the teacher clicked play on the projector and the lights in the classroom dimmed, you felt a little nudge beside you.

“You new here?” Miles whispered softly.

“Hm..?” You mumbled, leaning in a little as your eyes stuck to the board as the video played out.

“You new here?” He repeated with a slight sigh.

“Oh yea! ‘Just moved in.” You chirped quietly.

You soon began to have a full conversation with the boy, your gaze adjusting to his face. Where you came from, how the South was like, your favorite songs. It all just flowed out so naturally with him.

“I like Sade t-“

And just as the discussion was just getting good, you heard a piercing voice cut you off.

“Ms. Y/n and Mr. Morales?” The teacher narrowed her eyes as she spoke as she paused the video.

“Yes’m?” You quickly lowered your head slightly to the ground as he did the same.

“Yes ma’am?” He spoke softly.

“Stop talking or I’ll separate the two of you.” She spoke, her hands crossed before she unpaused the video and sat back on her desk.

“Yes’m.” “Yes ma’am.” You both said in unison, eyes pointing back up at the board.

After the class got dismissed, you packed up all your things until you felt a tiny tap on your shoulder again.

“So uh..Y/n?”

“Mhm?” You said with a slight smile.

“Could I maybe..give you a tour of the school..?” He mumbled quickly, tugging at his collar subconsciously.

“Oh s’pose..” Your smile grew a tiny bit larger as he enveloped his warm hand in yours and sauntered with you all around campus. He showed you the gym, the cafeteria and even walked you to your next class.

Throughout the day, you couldn’t help but ponder why the boy took such an interest in you, playing with the tight bun that sat on top of your head I’m the school bathroom mirror while you scrunched your nose at the light but familiar smell as you adjusted the satin bow in the back. Pushing the pins back into place with ease. Your wonders would soon come to a halt as you sat at an empty lunch table, your cheek in your palm as your elbow rested comfortably on the table. You were picking at the suspicious pieces on ‘pineapples’ with your fork when you saw a familiar face.

“Miles?” You smiled with a glimmer of relief as you motioned him to come sit with you, hoping to make atleast one companion.

The boy happily accepted your request and sat next to you. And just like that, you made your first friend. Short “hi’s” as you crossed paths in the halls turned into walking each other to and from class, then getting each other numbers, which transitioned into a talking stage, and before you knew it, you had the prince you’d always dreamt of since you were a little girl. A prince who loved and cherished you the way you thought of him.

Miles was such a sweetheart, which made comfortable confiding in him. Though the two of you had things in common, you both had the same values and beliefs which you cared cared for the most. You shared with him your struggles to make meaningful connections with people and why you truly came to New York, despite feeling a tad embarrassed. You even opened up to him about your late mother and how difficult it has been since she passed. And throughout each talk or meltdown, he was always there. He let you sob into his arms as you cuddled in his chest comfortably, running his warm hands up and down your back. And even if his gifts weren’t the most expensive, they were priceless in your eyes. Every time you weren’t feeling your best, a little origami swan or rose would sit on your windowsill, making your heart flutter with excitement each time. Or, you a little goodie bag with your favorite snacks were disguised perfectly behind your text books, your giggles would make his cheeks heat up as you read his corny lil love letters. And for the first time in months, you were truly happy.

One evening while Miles was walking you home, pinkies interlocked, he mumbled something that caught your attention.

“So how would you feel if you uhm.. met my parents..?” He said in a hushed tone, pulling on his collar out of habit.

“Meeting your parents?” You smiled, feeling a bit of a rush that he had thought you were that important.

He answered with a swift nod.

“Id love to!” You kissed on the nose sweetly as the walk stopped short at the front door of your house.

“Tomorrow at 6?” He looked down at you while you looked up.

“Mhm,” You nodded as you waved goodbye to him and entered your home, rushing up the stairs to brainstorm an outfit to wear for this new occasion. Your daddy was home as usual, so you decided to just leave a sticky note on where you were going since the two of you practically communicated through little notes of the fridge or text now because of his job that required him to work from before you opened your eyes to long after you shut your eyes for the day. Sure you did miss him and the once lively home in New Orleans you once knew, but you accepted it was for the best and came to terms with that reality.

The next evening, after school, Miles came to pick you up. You rushed down the stairs as soon as you heard his recognizable 3 knocks on the door. You didn’t even spare time to look through the peephole which was a force of habit that always made him upset.

“Cariño (sweetheart), what’d I tell you about the door?” He huffed softly.

“I know, I know, sorry..but look at my outfit!”As you gestured to your attire, you were wearing your favorite black frilly button-up. Along with that, a white skirt lined with a pink bow at the end that stopped abruptly at the knee. You paired it with a pair of black heels and white stockings outlining your legs comfortably.

“Yes princesa, you look beautiful as always.” He chuckled lightly as he examined you head to toe, down to the pearl jewelry assorted carefully in your hair and throughout the outfit.

“You think your parents will like it?” You smiled up at him, letting him take your hand and walk you.

“They’ll love it.” He assured, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

When you got to the door, you were practically shaking in your boots.

“Miles…I don’t know about this anymore. What if they don’t like me..?” You frown, your hand hovering above the cold door knob.

“They’ll love you baby, I’m sure of it.” He said softly, giving you one of his “everything’s gonna be alright” smiles.

“But what if-“

“Shh…I like you a lot, and if my parents can’t see that then I don’t care. You’re my girlfriend, not theirs.”

You took a deep breath, shook your head, put on your best smile and opened the door.

“Hi Mrs and Mr Morales!” You chirp.

“Oh hi! You must be y/n, correct?” She smiled widely.

“Yes ma’am!” You nodded, sitting down at the dining table, Miles following behind you.

“So..” Jeff mumble as they all sat down, a paper plate of pizza in front of you.

At first, dinner was so awkward. You weren’t the best at starting a conversation, so you all just sorta…stared at each other. A few uncomfortable giggles and silent glances around the room, but that’s all. Luckily, Mikes knew of your antisocial antics and decided to help out.

“Y/n’s really good at Spanish y’know?” He brought up, breaking the unbearable silence.

“Really?” Rio smiled, finally showing some interest in the conversation.

“Oh uhm..yeah! I have an A and sometimes help him with some of his homework!”

And for the rest of the night, it ran smoothly. The room filled with laughter and cute stories about Miles when he was younger, reminiscing over the past. Over the course of you and Miles’ relationship, you and Rio had gotten really close. From asking “When is she coming over again?” to baking and gossiping with each other, you were practically best friends. She even slipped up and called you her daughter time to time, which almost brought tears to your eyes from how endearing it was too you. In a way, you saw her as a mother figure.

[hazashiovo]

Can u do a headcannon of Dina being reader’s gf? (Fluff and smut) if you want please?? She’s so amazing and deserves it a lot😞💕 i just love her sm

My first tlou request 💪💪

Dina x Fem! reader

Nsfw

Smut below the line: eating out(both) fingering (both) face riding, mentions of straps, vibrators and lingerie, reader calling Dina 'Mama'.

Dina is literally the best gf in the world. If you ever have a bad day she's there to listen to your rants ,or to your silence. Your head would be on her chest listening to her heart beat while her hands would run through your hair, massaging your scalp and even landing a kiss on your forehead.

If you ever come back from patrol hurt,she's there to take care of your wounds. And if you did something rushed or dumb, prepare to be scolded like a child.

You asked Maria to align your schedules so the two of you could scout together.

When scouting,you get to find spots only the two of you know and keep to each other.

For example, one of your hang out spots is an old music studio accompanied by a store full of Vinyl disks and and a player.

You just love losing your time together, listening and dancing together, having the time of your life.

Back in Jackson ,your friend group has Ellie, Dina's ex and Jesse,also Dina's ex.

Even so,it doesn't matter because you all get along just fine, Jesse is the type to make some jokes about Dina being his and Ellie's ex,but you always laugh it off. After all you're the one who's dating the girl now. So you don't care about her past romantic partners.

If you have any talents,like writing,or drawing or even singing,you're doing it for her.

Love poems? You got it.

Portraits of her or things that remind you of your amazing gf? On it.

Even songs written by you sway her off her feet, never falling to remind her why she loves you in the first place.

Hot make out sessions in your room,hers or even a hang out spot. They're either Slow and passionate,or if any alcohol or weed was involved, fast, sloppy and lustful. Most of those end up with both of you naked and at it.

Most of the time Dina tops, she can't help it. Just seeing the ecstatic expression on your face while begging her for more is driving her mad.

Your girlfriend especially loves pushing her fingers in you, her toghs holding yours open while her other hand is holding down your waist, leaving kisses and bites from your neck to your collarbone all the way to your lower belly.

Your moans and whines go all the way to her cunt, making her panties wet with arousal. You beg her to sit on your face, craving to make her feel good like she makes you feel. But it all just falls on deaf ears,for now. After all you're her main priority in the moment.

Once she makes sure you come,her mouth attaches to your pussy, licking up the mess you (she) made. Of course your over sensitive body joints up at the feeling of being overstimulated,but she just can't help it.its not like she gets so hot when those pretty sounds leave your lips,all for her. "F-fuck mama, jus like that."

After all the begging you do,she obliges, climbing on your face and seating herself on your mouth.

You don't hesitate even one second,hands wrapping around her tighs and pulling her in,tongue thrusting into her while you suck her clit greedily. "That's my good girl." Her voice would come out passionate, rolling her hips on your face .

Her hand stretching towards your pussy, making sure you're getting a reward for doing so good. Fingers skillfully rubbing your clit in a circular motion , making you moan into her pussy.

The vibrations making her joint up and leave a broken moan,yet her fingers never leaving your pussy. The feeling of your wetness on her fingers makes her squeeze her tighs around your face.

That hot feeling starting to make it's presence known in her lower body.

You know she's about to come, by the sound of her quickening breath,with one quick move you change positions. The brunettes back sprawled on the bed while you lap at her needy cunt, making sure to add your middle and ring finger in her. Hitting all the right spots you know make her see stars.

Her moans now louder, your tongue licking her clit while your fingers pump in and out of her with the perfect rhythm.

And so she comes,hard. Her chest moving rapidly up and down as relieved breaths leave her lips.

Oh and that sight,when you raise your head from between her legs ,a dopey smile on your lips covered in her slick, it's gonna be a long night/day.

Maria is no longer worried if the two of you take longer than expected on a patrol, unfortunately she once catched you two in the act. That alone made her take the decision to never come after you two,ever again.

One particular time you two stumbled upon a sex shop, and oh boy. Things began even more heated.

There's a special spot where you hid all kinds of straps (of course disinfected and cleaned troughly), and even vibrators.

On your birthday she gifted you this beautiful lingerie set, with the color that suited you most. The top part was see trough, allowing her to stare at your titts lustfully,and your bottom part? It was barely covering your ass,not to say your pussy was full on display. It also came with a pair of tights attached to the panties by a string.

It didn't stay to long on you,I can say this much.

[kazmura]

burnt cookies

‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ jungwon x fem, 0.4k, est relationship fluff, ‎‎‎ baking cookies is easy, but not when your dating a boy who loves to make a mess and later gets you banned from using jay's kitchen

› cat boy collection

You and Jungwon stood side by side, your hands deep in a bowl of cookie dough. The scent of vanilla and chocolate filled the air. It was a simple evening, yet it felt perfect.

But Yang Jungwon couldn't resist. With a sly smile, he playfully dipped his hand into the flour container and scooped up a small mound into his palms. Sneaking up behind you, he blew it into your face, leaving you with a dusting of white on your cheeks.

You turned, eyes wide in surprise, and a giggle escaped your lips. "Oh, you're in for it now!" You retaliated by grabbing a handful of flour and tossing it at him. The flour war had begun.

Flour flew through the air, clouds of white dusted your clothes and the kitchen countertops, creating a mess that would take ages to clean up. But neither of you cared. The laughter that filled the room was worth it.

Amidst the floury chaos, Jungwon's arms found their way around your waist, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on your back as he pulled you closer. Playful grins danced across both your faces as you shared a sweet, flour-covered kiss.

As your lips met, it was as though time slowed down. A soft, breathy giggle escaped you, mixing with Jungwon's laughter as your mouths moved in a tender dance. Flour clung to your lips, making the kiss slightly messy, but that only added to the moment.

Your noses bumped gently, and you couldn't help but let out another soft laugh, the sound vibrating between your mouths. The taste of cookie dough lingered on your lips, a contrast to the warmth of Jungwon's mouth as it moved against yours.

His hand, still holding remnants of flour, cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing ever so softly against your skin. Your heart raced as the kiss deepened, the world around you fading into the background as you lost yourselves in each other.

The flour-covered embrace intensified as you pressed closer, your fingers tangling in his hair, and his hand sliding down your back to pull you impossibly closer.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, but your smiles spoke volumes. With a tray of cookies in hand, you and Jungwon settled onto the couch, legs entwined. The TV flickered to life, a movie playing in the background, but neither of you paid much attention. Instead, you focused on the simple pleasure of sharing burnt cookies and the warmth of each other's presence.

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HII I WANTED TO SAY I ABSOLUTELY LOVE UR WORK ITS JUST TOO GOOD, i also wanted to ask if u write for shang tsung? if u do could u do any thing for him, like whatever u feel like, i just need more shang tsung content barely anyone post about him😞😞

Idk how to write shang tsung so it's just gonna be random ass hcs sorry anon

Tw/cw: practically nothing

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Has a thing for your hands. He definitely thinks they're cute and likes to touch them. Sometimes he just stares at them for minutes on end until you snap him out of it

He probably has a really good understanding of herbs and what they taste like. Because of this, he's a really good cook. I actually went to his house on Thanksgiving last year he makes one mean turkey

He also bakes a lot. He probably bakes a shit ton of cupcakes and gives them all to you.

He smells like coconuts and ash

LOVES SLOW DANCING

He adores it so much. He finds it oh so romantic to slow dance with you, he just stares into your eyes the entire time and UGGGHHHH

He probably squishes your cheeks a lot. No warning. He's like a grandma he just finds your cheeks squishable and thinks it's cute

He loves cooking and baking with you. He's the type of guy to stand behind you and guide your hands. But he'd do this no matter what you're doing, he doesn't care if you know how to whisk something properly he's going to stand behind you and guide you

Kisses are very sensual with him. Soft and slow, no tongue unless it's in the heat of the moment, which is rare

He also likes to go on walks with you and points out all the bugs. He just likes bugs

I feel like he'd collect butterflies. He'd have a butterfly sanctuary and whenever one of them dies he puts them in a frame and hangs them up

He does this because he thinks they're pretty, and he finds the circle of life for animals to be beautiful, and he hates to see that beauty go to waste

He does this with moths too

Stargazing dates are a common occurrence. At least three times a month. He loves laying next to you and pointing out all the constellations

Speaking of constellations, he's very in touch with his star sign

He's also really good at poker for some reason. Like you can never win a game against him. Is he cheating? Mayhaps

He trusts you enough to let you go out without him, hes very much secure in your relationship

He uses a lot of different hair products so it stays nice and healthy

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A/n: writing this has made me realize that maybe I'm a shang tsung kinnie