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Without losing... gambling has no punchline.

[ianto-j0nes]

I love that Logan is confused at first then he starts trying to tell the weather??? baby boy is so used to Wade’s shenanigans (podcast | bachelorette) he just goes with it now

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[justn0t]

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[jinzkss]

CUDDLING NAKED W SKZ

Warnings:suggestive themes

Bangchan and lee know

Bangchan:

He is the one who suggested doing it after a long day of work, and of course you accepted. So now here you are, both under a blanket, your naked bodies pressing together. Your head is resting on his chest and his hand is stroking your back.

"It feels so good, your body against mine sweetheart" He whispers and his hand goes down on your lower back, almost your butt. Feeling his hand, you arch your back a bit, making Chan chuckles. "Sensitive huh?" he smiles, bringing his lips on your shoulder, biting on your skin, leaving red marks

Lee know:

You asked for it and he accepted right away.. You laying on his lap, one of his hand is caressing your neck as the other is resting on your inner thigh, giving some strokes time to time.

Your head is now laying on his shoulder, as you feel his hand sliding on your butt, you look up at him, just to see him smirking.

"What? I'm just cuddling" he says, giving you the biggest fake innocent smile and you just nuzzle your face in his neck. Wanting to tease, he leans his lips close to your ear and let out a small moan, making him giggle when he sees your ears getting reds

[pinep-ne]

I stopped playing rdr2 for a few months due to the dissolving state of my ps4 and other life stresses. Decided last night to pick it up again and risked a house fire to give you all some lovely photos of Charles, and a sprinkle of Charthur.

I had some grand plan to linger around Charles and watch his morning routine like a creep. This particular time he went and removed last night's stew from the fire, then washed his face from the pail behind Pearson's wagon. He then walked all the way to the edge of camp to look at nothing for about a minute.

When that was done, I ended up sitting right beside him on a log for a good while. The interaction went like this:

C — "You okay?" (he spoke first!)

A — "Hi, Charles." (very insightful)

To which Charles responds with a very, very earnest smile.

The rest of the time I watched him roll his own cigarette and smoke it to a stub. Of course that's when I took all the photos— because, y'know, vague homoeroticism and cigarettes. All the while trying to turn Arthur's damn sights away so Charles would stop glaring insistently back at him. I mean, I'm aware that it's just game mechanics, but there was some serious eye-contact happening. Initially I felt it was interrupting my photoshoot, but on second-thought, I'm certain I was actually the one interrupting.

Anywho. During this enthusiastic interaction I kept thinking about this post by @arthursfuckinghat. I can't think of a better comparison. Finally being able to sit knee-to-knee with Charles for longer than ten seconds was a life-altering experience.

Also, I learned that he loves to lean back on the log a good bit. In comparison to Arthur's despondent (yet somehow immensely tense) shrimp posture, it was kinda silly.

[innieseong]

“Clever Fox”

✧꡴ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫!𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✧꡴ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 - 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 (𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭)

✧꡴ 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 - 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧

✧꡴ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 - 𝟐.𝟖𝐊

✧꡴ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 (𝐝𝐮𝐡), 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐨𝐦/𝐬𝐮𝐛 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜, 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭!𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧, 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐩𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 (?)

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 - 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝...

✢ - 𝟏𝟖+, 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

✢ - 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦

✢ - @innieseong

✧꡴ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 ! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘 ! (𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 :𝟑)

✧꡴

For the 3rd time, you press the door bell.

No answer.

You quickly whip out your phone and access your contacts, scrolling down until you find Jeongin's name. You had exchanged numbers a few days ago when yall became biology lab partners, and since then, you guys had exchanged only a few texts. As you looked at your previous conversation, you noticed that it was Jeongin who had started the exchange, but only to send his address and how his house looked. Nothing that interested you at all. Standing in front of his door, you shoot him a message.

Y/N: I’m here..

2 minutes later and still nothing.

Y/N: Hellooo??

Sighing, you put your phone in your pocket and look at the door once more before leaving. You forced yourself to believe he didn’t want to work with you. You turn back to your car, feeling a mix of disappointment and irritation. Suddenly, you hear a faint crash, as if something had been knocked over, come from somewhere above you. Specifically inside the same very house that you assumed was empty.

Your ears perk up, trying to catch anything else. You look up and notice the window on the left side of the 2 story house. The window appeared to be open, with the curtains pulled back. As you stand there, trying to make sense of what’s going on, you hear another faint noise coming from the open window. It’s muffled, but it sounds like something, or someone speaking.

You hesitate for a moment, debating whether to mind your business or not, but eventually curiosity gets the best of you. You walk over to the door and pause when you reach it. You swallow the lump in your throat as you hesitantly, with shaky hands grab hold of the knob and twist it. Much to your surprise, the door is unlocked.

Your heart sinks as reasons as to why his front door was unlocked came rushing in your head. Was he ok? Did someone break in? Where is he? You twist the door knob all the way and open the door, a cold rush of air smacking you in the face. Carefully stepping inside the house, quietly closing the door behind you.

The hallway is dimly lit, and you strain your eyes to see in the faint light. Glancing around, you notice a staircase on the opposite side of the narrow hall, leading up to the second floor. You lift your foot and take a tentative step forward, heading towards the stair case. The sound of your own footsteps echoing through the emptiness seems louder than it should be.

Climbing the staircase, you can hear muffled sounds coming from the first door on the left side of the upstairs hallway. Up the stairs, you slowly walk toward the door and the muffled sounds begin to get somewhat louder. You wouldn’t be able to hear it if you weren’t concentrating.

Nearing the door, your heart beats just a tad bit faster. The door seems to be ajar, leaving a tiny small gap and the frame. Your curiosity runs deep as you press your eye between the door and the frame, hoping jeongin was inside and well.

From what you can see, the space is dimly lit, with the window curtains slightly askew, allowing a sliver of sunlight to filter in, like you had saw outside. The room is dominated by a King-sized bed, disheveled with rumpled sheets and pillows strewn about. The walls screamed jeongin. There were pictures of what you’re assuming was his family and posters of rock, pop bands everywhere. Even Pokémon.

But that’s not what caught your eyes though. Far from it.

In the center of the bed, you see a shirtless Jeongin, his lean and muscular body revealed. His back slightly arched off the bed, his eyes closed, a look of intense concentration etched on his face. His veiny hand is moving beneath the waistband of his shorts slowly, as if teasing himself, his other hand gripping his dark blue bed sheet. His chest rises and falls with each sharp breath, and beads of sweat glisten on his pale skin. He opens his fox eyes and they immediately go to the computer screen that was laying on his bed.

Your breath catches in your throat as you watch him in awe. Never in a million years would you ever think you’d see something like this in broad daylight. Let alone jeongin. Your eyes lids flutter as Jeongin's face gets flushed, with sweat glistens on his collarbone and between each of his abs. You could see the print of him in his shorts as he stroked himself slowly as he watched whatever it was he was looking at.

With each stroke, Jeongin’s body trembles and his hips thrust into his hand beneath the shorts, cute and throaty groans were coming from his parted lips. Those groans shot straight to your core, thighs mindlessly pressing together. You wanted to see him. To see the cock that he was stroking. You felt ashamed of yourself. You came over to work on a project, not ogle him as he touched himself.

But.. you can’t look away.

As if he read your mind, his body arches off the bed as he slips his hand out of his boxers, the shape of his cock throbbing and begging for release under his thin shorts. His hands move with urgency as he grabs each side of his shorts with both his hands and pulls them down to his thighs. His lower half is now exposed, revealing a pair of black boxer briefs, quickly being pushed down to his thighs as well.

You couldn’t help but bite your lip, feeling the way your heart raced. A flicker of his cock as it springs free from its confines, thick and throbbing, made your breath catch in your throat, lady parts clenching in response to such an exotic sight.

His erection stood firm, his pale pink tip begging for attention as a clear substance leaked around it. You couldn't help but imagine how it would feel, how it would taste. You couldn't help but shift around by the door, your hand slowly trailing up your body, towards your chest. You weren’t surprised when you felt your pebbled nipples straining against your thin yellow tank, eyes never leaving Jeongin.

Jeongin let his hand slowly wander down to his cock, tracing his fingers along the length of it, his touch gentle yet firm. His breathing hitched as his fingers wrap around his thick, slightly palish pink shaft.

You could see some of his precum dripping down to his full balls, the sensation making him thrust into his hand once, his eyes focused on himself. His hand wrapped around his cock fully, his long fingers covering his whole base. His left thumb circling the tip in slow, teasing circles as presses his thumb against it.

"Ah, fuck," he breathed out, his hips thrusting into his hand once more. "A-ah... Y/N..." he whimpered, voice cracking with need. "I can't... I need...Ungh!" Stifled whimpers tumbled from his lips as he worked himself faster, desperately chasing release. By now, your panties were soaked, thighs trembling as you rubbed them together. Jeongin’s cries stirred a molten ache deep in your core. You bit your lip hard, fighting back a moan from hearing your name on his pretty tongue.

Suddenly, jeongins eyes flutters open as if he could sense your presence. He turns his head and spots you, frozen in his doorway, eyes glued to his throbbing cock. A mix of shock and arousal flashes across his face as you both make eye contact, both of you guys stunned. "Shit! Y/N? W-what are you doing here?" He stammers, quickly moving to cover himself with his hands. But he makes no move to get up off the bed. His hand covers his base but you could still very much see the tip.

You turn your head away, clearling your throat as if you haven’t been watching him this entire time. There was an uncomfortable silence stretched across his room and from where you stood. The awkward silence stretches between yall, neither moving nor speaking. You guild your eyes away from your left shoe and slowly back towards Jeongin.

Much to your surprise, he was already staring at you, eyes filled with something you couldn’t pinpoint. With a shaky breath and cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, he speaks, “I-I wasn't... I mean, I didn't expect you to just—" he stammers again "This isn't what it looks like-“

You raise an eyebrow, glad for the atmosphere change. “Oh, really? Because.. if you ask me, it almost sounds to me like you were just.. touching yourself.. to me?” The look on your face didn’t match with your tone and as much as you wanted to seem serious, you couldn’t help but find this situation.. funny.

Definitely erotic.

Before you could stop yourself, you open the door a bit wider and step inside. You keep your gaze on jeongin as you shut the door behind you. You walk towards his desk, which was on the left side of his bed, where you could get a solid view on him. He still had his hand covering his junk, with his chest still in view.

Never in your wildest dreams ..

You sit down on the side of his bed.

“No need to be embarrassed, Jeongin," You say, hesitating before reaching out to brush a stray, black lock of hair from his forehead. He hisses at the contact. "We all have needs. There's nothing wrong with taking care of yourself, hell I’m not even supposed to be in your house." You giggle at the last part.

His fox eyes were so sincere and pretty that you had to force yourself from gazing into them for so long. They were so hypnotizing, that you almost spilled all your secrets to him, especially about that very crush you had on him. But you guess it probably wouldn’t be so bad, considering the situation.

"This isn't... I wasn't..." Again, he stammers, struggling to find the right words. You glance down to see that his cock was still painfully hard, straining against his hand as he tried desperately to cover himself. "I don’t want you to see me like this. It's embarrassing." His low and husky voice sent a shiver through your body.

"I'm sorry," He whispered, his voice barely audible. "I know it's weird. I just... I can't stop. I can’t stop thinking about you. Every time I close my eyes, all I see is your face. Your body. It's driving me crazy, nuts, even."

Jeongin’s confession hangs heavy in the air between you both. Your heart races at his admission, a thrill running through you at knowing you affect him so deeply. You could see the conflict in his eyes - the desire warring with the embarrassment and uncertainty.

Slowly, deliberately, you lean in closer, your breasts hidden behind your tank, presses against his arm. The heat of his skin seeps through the thin fabric of your top, making your nipples harden in response. You let out a soft, breathy sigh, lips mere inches from his ear.

"Jeongin..." You whisper, your voice low and sultry. "Again, There's no need to be embarrassed. It's only natural to crave what you want...to long for someone so badly it consumes your thoughts."

Your hands trails down from his forehead, ghosting over his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breathing. You let your fingers dance along his v-line, teasing at the sensitive skin just above his hipbone. His eyes flutter shut as he lets out a small sigh, his body shuddering as he slowly uses his hips to slowly thrust against his hands, that he was supposedly supposed to be using to hide his cock from you.

“F-fuck.. Y/N, I can’t hold back anymore.. It hurts.” He opens his hooded eyes to look at you, proving his point. You glanced down at his fingers to see that his hand was fully wrapped around his cock and was slowly rubbing himself, his thumb against his sticky slit.

It was all so Raw.

Knowing you had his utmost attention, you reached down and slipped off your top, followed by your bra. You needed to have him comfortable, if he had his Willy out, you might as well take your cherries out. He lets out a gasp and his hand increasing at a steady pace as he stares at your breast. You grab his unattended hand and guild it up to your right breast and he immediately gives it a firm squeeze, letting out a guttural groan.

You bite your lip as he fondles your breast, his eyes never leaving your chest as he jerks himself. You couldn’t help but let your hand trail down his body, past his happy trail and right on top of his hand. You cupped his hand, following the movements he was doing to himself. His head drops back, his breath catches in his throat as your hand joins him. You watch in awe as your hand wraps around his veiny base and gasp at how it twitches in your grasp.

Jeongin’s head falls back against the pillow, eyes squeezed shut as he focuses on the exquisite sensation of your small hand wrapped around his aching cock. His hips thrust up into your grip, seeking more of that delicious friction. His fox eyes flutter shut, long lashes casting spiky shadows on his flushed cheeks. Trembling thighs fall open in shameless invitation, baring his most intimate places to your hungry gaze.

"Ahh... Your hand, S-shit," he whimpers, voice cracking with desperation. "Fuck, faster... Please."

Coherent words fail him as jolts of electric pleasure radiate from where you stroke him. Jeongin's lean body undulates sinuously, back arching off the mattress. Modest chest heaves with panting breaths, pebbled nipples standing out in stark relief against his pale skin. The dusky points beg for the wet heat of your mouth.

One slim hand fists in the sheets, knuckles going white. The other still wrapped around your breast, palming and squeezing like his life depends on it.

Jeongin's cock twitches and pulses in your grip, weeping copious amounts of pre-cum. The musky scent of his arousal perfumes the air, stoking the flames of your own desire. He's so hard it looks painful, the thick shaft throbbing in time with his racing heartbeat. His hips buck upwards with a sharp thrust, fucking into the tight channel created by your hands. Lewd squelching noises fill the room as you work him over, driving him quickly towards the edge.

"Fuck, Y/N," he pants, voice strained with pleasure. "Feels so good... Don't stop, please don't stop."

His cock is an angry red, veins bulging along the thick length. Perly pre-cum dribbles steadily from the flushed tip, coating your fingers and making the glide deliciously slick. Jeongin’s whole body trembles, muscles taut and coiled like a spring ready to snap. His breathing grows ragged, punctuated by needy whimpers and moans. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin fill the room as he thrusts into your hand with wild abandon, making your bite your lip.

One of his hands slides down to join yours at the base of his cock. He wraps long, slender fingers around your wrist, fingers interlacing as you stroke him together. The added friction sends sparks of white-hot pleasure shooting up his spine.

"Y/N, I'm gonna... F-fuck!" he warns through gritted teeth as his climax hits him like a freight train, back arching so sharply it almost hurts. His toes curling from the sheer force of his orgasm. Thick strings of pearlescent cum erupt from his twitching cock, striping and splattering his torso and flat stomach in a seemingly, endless flow. The creamy fluid drips down his defined abs, pooling in his navel.

You watch as his hips buck erratically, riding out the waves of pleasure crashing over him. His hand tightening around your wrist, guiding your strokes as he chases every last drop. When the final shudder wracks through him, he collapses back against the mattress, spent.

Cheeks flushed and eyes glazed, Jeongin looks utterly debauched. His black hair is mussed, sticking to his damp forehead. Cum glistens on his skin, a lewd reminder of his climax. He pants heavily, struggling to catch his breath.

His spent cock gives a valiant twitch as you continue to lazily stroke him through the aftermath.

"That was... fuck, amazing," He pants, slowly coming back to himself. Hazy, brown eyes open to gaze at you adoringly. "you’re amazing"

You stare down at him with a genuine smile, your eyes filled with a deep sense of joy. You lean down and gently kiss him on his temple, a gasp coming from his slightly parted lips. He gazes up at you with wide, hopeful eyes when you pull away.

“I hope you don’t think we’re done, because we’re far from it.”

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