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maxillness · 10 months ago

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Sugar Daddy || FA14 x Reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, sugardaddy!nando, age gap, degrading kink, praise kink, Nando’s being referred to as a naughty boy🤭, hair pulling, marking up, kitchen sex, no foreplay (I’m so sorry)

Wordcount: 0.9k

She woke up, her whole body aching. She was laid naked on her chest, the sheets barely covering her

She blinked her eyes open before standing on the floor. She put on some panties and took his discarded shirt from the floor to pull over her.

She yawned as she walked into the Kitchen “Smells amazing” She said hugging Fernando from behind as he stood by the stove and cooked breakfast

“Thank you, corazon. Your gift’s on the table” She could hear his smile in his voice

Her head turned towards the table seeing her gifts. It had become a thing that, when they had fucked the night prior, he would always have gifts for her in the morning

“I love that I have to fuck your brains out so I’ll get presents in the morning” She walked over to the table as he transferred the eggs and bacon to plates

“No, I give you presents so you’ll fuck me” His hands placed on her hips as she opened the smallest one of the two boxes

It was a pair of Gucci sunglasses “It’s beginning to be summer, and I remember how you broke yours last year”

“Thank you, baby” She took the other box closer to her. She opened to to be met with a black Prada bag

“I didn’t have an excuse for that one, I just thought you’d like it” She turned around to face him

“I love it. Thank you, mi amor” She pulled him in by his neck to kiss him tenderly “Did you already eat?” She asked she tasted bacon on his lips

“Just a little piece” He said, smiling as his lips found their way to her jaw and down to her neck and throat

“You couldn’t wait for me? You naughty boy” He groaned against her skin at her words. His hands gripped her hips tighter as she backed them up into the kitchen counter

She pulled his lips off of her by pulling at his hair. The new position of his head gave her access to add more marks to the ones she left the night prior

“Fuck. Don’t you think you’ve left marks enough, baby?” He whimpered when she sank her teeth into his skin

“Are you complaining about me marking you up, making sure every fucking girl knows you’re not available?” He could only whimper at her words, bucking his hips into her stomach “What? Already getting needy?”

“Fuck, yes. I want you so bad, please” His heavy breath had turned into soft moans as the new found friction

“How do you want me, baby?” Her hands traveled down under his shirt, her hands roaming on his abdomen

No answer left his mouth. This was usual when he wanted her the way he wanted her right now “Oh, I see. You want me bend over the counter, don’t you?” He nodded “Naughty boy”

“Fuck. Yes, baby. I want to fuck you over the counter, please” He whimpered as her nails scraped his skin

“God, you’re such a naughty fucking boy” She said as his hands roamed her waist and abdomen

“Fuck, please. I want you to fuck me so bad” He whined, yet again bucking his hips into her stomach

“Take it fucking easy, Nando. We got all fucking day”

“I cannot fucking wait” His voice was needy and just below a whisper

“Then fucking bend me over, corazon” Her voice was dominant, and without hesitation, he turned them around so her front was against the counter top and his hardon was pressed against her ass

She looked over her shoulder. She bit her bottom lip and her eyes lingering on his hands which were working on his belt and zipper

“God, Nando. You’re slow when you’re needy” She chuckled as he finally got his cock out of his boxers

He pumped himself a few times before lifting her shirt up to her waist and pulled her panties to the side. They both moaned when he drew the tip of his cock through her wet folds

They both moaned louder as he pushed himself into her cunt, leaving just the tip in. He finally pushed all the way in

He started found at a slow pace, holding her hips. As he sped up so did their moans, getting louder and heavier

His hand gripped her hips tighter, slamming her back onto his cock. On of his hands went down to her cunt, starting to circle her clit

His action made her clench around him, sending him closer to his orgasm. The whole house was filled with their moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin

“Fuck, Nando. You fill me up so good, baby” She praised him “Making me feel so good” She could feel him twitch inside her as she spoke

“Fuck, corazon, I’m- fuck. I’m close” His thrusts were starting to get sloppy and his motions on her clit was getting out of rhythm

“Fucking cum for me, baby” Her words sent him over the edge and she soon followed. His hands shook as they went up and down her sides

He slipped out of her so they could gather themself and get their clothes properly on again

“I think our food is cold enough to eat now” She smirked kissing his cheek making him chuckle

“I think so too, corazon” He said as they sat down at the table to eat

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itjazzbicch · 1 year ago

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Same Old, New Love

Pairing: Byakuya Kuchiki x Fem Reader

First time writing for Byakuya, so I hope I did well!

Summary: After years of marriage, the read finally decides to open up to Byakuya about trying a new style in the bedroom...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, slight hair pulling, slight swearing)

Word Count: 0.9k

"What do you mean, dear?"

After being married to Byakuya for so long, I was still nervous about the idea I had in mind that was concerned with our sex life.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, maybe this time we can try something new?" I thought that I chose a bad time to ask this question, as he was already on top of me, ready to go about his usual ways.

"Something new?"

"Yeah," I answered shyly, cheeks filling with an anxious warmth, recommending as an attempt to take this somewhere, "I was thinking of being a bit rougher than we normally are, that's all."

"Rougher, hm?" He hummed, thinking for a moment before guiding my hips clockwise, "Are you okay with this position?"

"I like how you're thinking right now," I gladly fixed my posture, now on my knees in doggy style, his whisper flowing into my ear, giving me goosebumps all over:

"Are you sure you can handle it if I give it to you rough?"

"I'm sure, Byakuya," I whispered looking back, arms stretching out to grip the sheets, jaw locking with a loud whine as he pushed his cock into me, hips smacking off my ass.

"Tell me," The softness of his hand running up my back against all my goosebumps made the tingle in my body intensify, pulling my head up by my hair a little, keeping a slow pace but slamming his hips into me, tip nudging my cervix, "Do you like it like this?"

"Y-Yes!" The moans jumping from my throat made it hard to respond as he sent another thrust, practically begging when I asked, "Just a little faster?"

Letting go of my hair and finding my hips, he pulled them up a bit higher, walls instantly squeezing his cock harder the moment he rolled his hips quicker, keeping the same amount of strength behind them, having me cry out:

"Byakuya!"

"Want me to stop?" His grip on my thighs was the one thing keeping me up considering my legs started to shake almost violently, there was a slight pain in my back when I raised my hips higher for him, head buried into the mattress as I shook my head:

"No! I'm r-really close, love!"

Another squeeze of my walls had him groaning, but nodding and obliging, driving me closer, sharing the moan that came out of me as my head shot up, panting and shaking at the overwhelming tensity I felt all over.

"Damn," He breathed in, slowing down and watching all the slick that squelched over his cock and thighs.

Stopping suddenly made me concerned, looking back at him and before I could speak, he grabbed me by the wrists, pulling me up against his chest, holding me while throwing his hips up into me, cock nearly splitting me in two.

"You can cum for me again, can't you, dear?"

"Mhm!" Every noise I tried to make got caught in my throat, the speed and friction not phasing him, moving effortlessly and his cock hitting each sensitive nerve in me.

He was trying to get me to that place again even quicker this time, one hand squeezing and teasing my breasts, lips leaving kisses along my neck, two fingertips at my clit, working into tempo with his hips.

My hands found his forearms, clinging and trying so hard to maintain the same posture, the shakes coming back more vicious than before, body steaming in heat and feeling as if I were going to snap in two.

"Just one more time," He knew I wasn't going to last much longer like this, the fingers on my clit rubbing even quicker as he felt my walls growing tighter again, fighting his noises as he was close to his own high, the tone of his deepening voice help unravel me, "Cum for me again, love."

An arm wrapping around my hip gave no space for him to pull out some, only drilling into me and earning more filthy moans, nails grazing his skin as I clung harder to him, all the noises stuck in my chest practically ripping out of my throat:

"C-Cuming! I'm cuming! Hold me tighter, Byakuya!"

He did just that, resting his head on my shoulder as mine fell back against his, getting the same squelch almost exactly as before, groaning louder than I ever heard with an agonizingly slow thrust, barely able to move properly from the death grip I had around him.

All I could focus on was the heat I felt from him, how hard his cock was twitching between the friction he caused, strings of his steaming seed shooting into me, hearing his hard pants in my ear, words getting caught on a ragged breath a little:

"I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"You were fucking incredible," I breathed out hollowly, my swearing showing my seriousness as I wasn't one to swear often, going to sit up just to collapse against our bed, "Absolutely incredible, Byakuya."

"I'm glad," The shakiness in his hands showed that he was going through his own wave of intensity, but still sweet enough to rub my back and hips softly, pulling out and knowing I'd surely feel it, my slight whine showing that.

Everything from my hips down ached, but never felt so good, feeling him ooze out of me, his eyes fixed on the sight while his hands continued to try and help my tense muscles relax, leaving a smile on my face as he leaned over to kiss my cheek:

"You lay and relax while I go start us a shower."

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peanutbeeznjam · 1 year ago

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And here we go with another year!

Happiest Birthday, my dearest Jaymelyn. You’ve finished another year strong!

And this year’s birthday celebration was really different. Feels like a week celebration!

Wed, Oct 18 - Celebrated with my sister at MOA at Ayala Malls Manila Bay. Had lunch at Mary Grace, went shopping spree at Uniqlo, we baked a cake together at IDIM, had dinner at Hawker Chan, and bond at Starbucks too.

Thurs, Oct 19 - First time to celebrate with someone new. So he basically planned for the day. We went Glorietta (and basically got lost there, we’re supposed to watch Eras Tour!) and went High Street. Main event was the serene dinner at Nekkei. Walked around Makati too and our first pictures together taken!

Fri, Oct 20 - We went Evia to watch Eras Tour (finally!) and funny how he really enjoys the movie. He was there shouting at the top of his lungs the lyrics he knows from every Taylor Swift songs! I thought he’ll be damned bored but he was really enjoying (more than I do). Grabbed some Gelato too, Matcha and Butterscotch! And we went to Tablo for a great dinner. And spent the night together before going home.

Sat, Oct 21 - We weren’t supposed to see each other talaga. But hehe we gym in Evia (we’re back, gym babies) and had a good dinner at TGIF!

Sun, Oct 22 - Sunday is Jam Day! We went to Evia again to gym (we’re really back na talaga!). Had lunch at newly opened Korean chicken resto and went to ATC to buy a matching Seiko watches! My god, kinikilig pa rin ako. And hehe, we spent the night together again.

Mon, Oct 23 - Just a quick meet up, we went to gym and had a good back and biceps workout! And had a quick lunch at Army Navy hehe.

Grabe, it was a whole week of celebration but feels like a day. I can say that my heart is really happy.

Thank you Lord for another year, a better one this time!

#pbjlifeupdate #pbjreal #lovejaymelyn

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ralphmorgan-blog1 · 6 years ago

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matchamorphosis · 4 years ago

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓀

𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇𝓎 | after an anxiety episode, you and ari make cookies together.

𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒 | steamy angsty fluff!

𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 | daddy!ari levinson × black//woc!reader

𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 | 4.3K

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 | 18+ ddlg! ♡ anxiety attack ♡ some sexual themes ♡ degradation ♡ dick jokes ♡ hints to smut but nothing else! ♡ this is all 100% concentrated fluff

𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓉𝓈 | love language by ariana grande ♡ tuxedo junction by glenn miller ♡

𝓌. 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒 | okay so i tried okay i tried to make it as fluffy as i can but i just couldn’t help to not lace my own school circumstances into this while writing :( i can’t believe I got this out in just a day but i hope y’all enjoy this cherubs!!! ♡ do not repost or plagiarize my work on any other fanfic platform such as: wattpad, ao3, tumblr, etc or plagiarize my work all together. do so and i will rip your spine from your scumy asshole and shove it down your talentless throat. ♡♡♡

♡ the sight of the tiny blue ‘submit’ button at the bottom of the screen increased the swirling thoughts as your eyes turned to the ticking clock at the bottom right of the computer screen.

♡ you don’t take a second to breathe but anxiously bite the flesh of your lower lip, this week long project was coming to a crashing deadline as it was due in just a minute from now.

♡ how have you gotten yourself in this distressful circumstance?

♡ well typical clumsy you blacked out in a power nap for the past hours when you thought you submitted the assignment while waiting for your friend to do the touch ups of her portion of the assignment worth one-third of your semester grade.

♡ waking up from the long nap felt like cloudy heaven, mind finally relaxed accompanied with the delicious looseness of your energized limbs as you stretched them.

♡ of course the rosy moment was quickly diminished when you reached for your phone at your side table, hoping to catch up on any recent news you missed out from your nap.

♡ and you had as you skimmed through each and every exhilarating and restless text from your friend who apparently got a message from both your professor that the assignment wasn’t turned in.

♡ your mind raced as you quickly opened your laptop, tracing through your emails you eye the message from your professor that was outlined in red.

♡ the simple sentence of: this assignment affects your semester grade, turn it in before the deadline.

♡ had your widening eyes taking the email in, your mind flashed through the memory when you strictly remembered that you clicked the submit button.

♡ you know you did, you fucking know it but here you are anxiously rushing to submit it again.

♡ but at this point it doesn’t matter because you are now seconds away from turning it in before the whole portion of the google classroom submission turns grey.

♡ gathering the link to the word document that held your assignment the beating in your chest was beginning to level once your hand dragged the mouse pad cursor to the little blue button.

♡ rechecking the links you don’t dare take an inhale until your painted cherry red index finger clicks down hard on the submit button, eyes widening and heart pounding when the little loading circle appears.

♡ “c’mon!” your hushed whisper stresses, your hands forming into tight fists that rest onto the warm plushness of your thighs your skirt didn’t cover.

♡ uneasy eyes flash to the clock onto your macbook and notice the white font against the black outline displaying 11:59, you let out a closed lip whine when the loading whirlpool doesn’t go away and the bold purple words of ‘submitted!’ don’t appear on your screen.

♡ however, with whatever saving grace and golden strand of luck that was fortunately bestowed on you, that easing message appeared seconds away from the striking hour of midnight.

♡ letting out a relieved sigh your head falls back as you closed and rubbed your eyes, your cold fingertips attempting to cool your racing head you move them away from your face when your phone tings.

♡ grabbing your phone that was thrown in your blitzing uneasiness minutes ago the sight of your friends name appears on your lockscreen, under it holds their message.

♡ please [y/n] tell me you turned it in.

♡ you unlock your phone and message them back, informing them that you have turned it in which you received the same relieved feedback that coursed through your mind a minute ago.

♡ closing off the conversation with a comment of speaking to them tomorrow you shut off your phone and closed your macbook, setting them both on their individual chargers before walking out of your room.

♡ you can hear the light jazz of glenn millers ‘tuxedo junction’ fuzz through the halls, the pinkness of your socks that cover your feet guide you to where the music gets stronger and stronger.

♡ ari’s office door is slightly cracked, the music bustling inside it flowing out into the hallway you step closer and peek your eye through the crack.

♡ there you see your lover, sitting at his polished desk, a cigarette in hand he puffs it as his spectacle eyes glance down at the papers that lie in front of him, an ink pen in his other grasp writes down what he needs to.

♡ glancing down you notice his feet tapping against the carpet to the suave rhythm of the jazz blasting on a small speaker at the corner near his numerous chestnut bookshelves and flourishing green potted plants.

♡ taking a deep inhale of the cigar the white smoke that slips through his lips looks like a soft cotton cloud, your heart jumps to an opportunity when his hand that holds his pen stops writing.

♡ his eyes skimming through his papers as his fingers adjust the glasses on the bridge of his nose, setting down his burning thick cigar on the ashtray near him as well.

♡ fingers framing the sides of his bearded cheeks, your lover reads his written work with a careful eye, foot continuing to tap as the beat enters into its main rowdy trumpet chorus.

♡ pink tongue gliding against his rosy lips, his eyes shine and with that he takes the papers in both his hands and evens them out, grabbing the stapler that’s set near his neatly arranged pens he clicks the thick papers together.

♡ grabbing a navy blue folder he sets the papers in it and opens one of his desk drawers before setting his paperwork amongst his other files, shutting it closed his fingers grab his cigar that is still burning.

♡ taking it back between his lips your eyes don’t leave them, you never wanted to be that cigar so badly, your heart skips a beat when ari’s yes set against yours, a smirk peeking his tobacco smoked lips you let out a hushed ‘eep’ and back away from the door.

♡ you hear ari’s deep chuckle from in his office, causing your face to heat up and limbs to go stiff in embarrassment, peeking your face again through the doors crack your eyes set back on ari’s amused smirk and you gasp and move your head away.

♡ ari let out a airy laugh, oh he was enjoying your flustered state, he always found it so cute when he caught you staring at him.

♡ “come in princess,” he spoke.

♡ smirk still plastered on his lips he exhales another white smoky cloud before putting out the thick cigar, not wanting you to inhale any of the fumes.

♡ hears the door open, eyeing your shy figure walking to him growing confident with each step.

♡ your hips, legs and shoulders dance along the jazzy miller piece, making his smirk widen as you sway and swing your body to emphasize your pronounced curves that hide in your thick collared sweater and tennis skirt.

♡ he can’t snatch his eyes away from your soft thighs that aren’t properly covered from that ridiculously short skirt, his eyes darken when he sees your fingers unbuttoning the buttons of the top portion of the designer sweatshirt.

♡ your hands do a sinister job at gliding up your curves slowly, teasingly rising the hem of your flowy skirt before gripping the bottom of your unbuttoned canary yellow sweatshirt.

♡ pulling it off your bodice and over your head you throw it behind you to reveal the crop top that tightly wraps your chest, displaying your plump cleavage ari’s darken eyes latch upon.

♡ “hi daddy,” you speak through your glossed lips and batting lashes, stepping around to stand besides his figure sitting in his leather swivel chair.

♡ those honeyed words are spoken in an almost purr, your eyes skimming his face and to the objects that cover his desk your curious fingertips and cherry painted acrylics graze and clack against.

♡ the image of his dark eyes sparkle when they meet yours, they glimmer in adoration as one of his large warm hands rise to cup your cheek.

♡ “hello princess,” the deepness of his words has your chest fluttering and the heat of your core radiating sensually, your eyes leave his and your lips press against each other abashed.

♡ his smirk turns into a soft smile, how can his little pearl be so bold yet shy at the same time?

♡ whatever it is about you he savors and cherishes, his hand that cups your chin is removed to pat down on his trouser thigh but maybe he thinks otherwise on the known signal that you're a bit to latched on the mood and want him to take over whatever thick sexual tension he started.

♡ however he’s surprised as his little shy pearl wraps her arms around his neck, pedicured fingers lacing in his shoulder length hair as soft legs smoothly straddle his lap, it made it all easier that they were parted slightly as you settled your bum against his calves.

♡ took him by another surprise as you smashed your bubblegum glossed lips against his, rubbing your chest against his as your tongue slipped into his mouth.

♡ you usually don’t kiss him like this after he had a cigar but ari isn’t complaining as he swirls his tongue with yours, his large hands travel down to cup your bum to find a nice surprise which results in his pants tightening more against his thick bulge.

♡ your shameless skirt doesn’t even cover your ass properly, the fringed designer cloths trimming curtains the curve of your ass but leaves the plump dips of your under cheeks uncovered for his rough palms to smooth and grope.

♡ you moan against his lips but that soft moans turns into a pitched whine as he releases his lips from your erotic mouth, in result he lightly slaps your ass before groping the flesh.

♡ “how was your nap sleeping beauty?” ari’s voice low and raspy at the cause of your kiss, you sigh and bow your head at remembering the thought.

♡ “it was nice daddy but it turned a little rotten after,” your pout causes his brows to scrunch.

♡ “why’s that princess?” his hands smooth and pat your hair still slightly untamed from your nap, your hands that grip his expansive button up smooth the material down.

♡ “because I had to rush to turn in an assignment I thought I turned in, it was so stressful finding out from my friend who thankfully reminded me of so,” you mutter, your mood becoming spoiled when remembering school.

♡ nowadays you barely enjoyed your time with your daddy without worrying about any uncompleted assignments or the thought of your grades dropping or being fully invested in studying.

♡ school was a killjoy, it was killing your special time with your daddy and even though you still turned in that project your mind still was filled with anxiety and stress.

♡ “have you turned in your assignment doll?” ari spoke and you nodded your head, calming a bit as his hand rubs your back up and down, the sensation almost therapeutic. “then what is my princess worrying about?”

♡ your pout signifies it all, you don’t know what your stressing about, maybe you forgot another assignment that needed to be turned in, maybe you forgot to study for a test that was nearing soon, maybe you missed a virtual class during your nap.

♡ your eyes water and your bottom lip trembles, the grip you have on his button up tightens with your fear-riddled scrunch, your breathing stuttering which has ari sitting up to grab your face in his hands.

♡ “hey, hey. baby calm down-,” but your breathing still stutters as your face scrunches and streams in your aggressive tameless tears.

♡ “baby, sweetheart look at me!” his voice snaps to your attention as your red eyes meet soothing aqua pools, hands gripping his shoulders and teary eyes locked in need to keep him close but he seems like an ocean away.

♡ “count with me baby, like we practiced before. inhale-” he says, inhaling a breath and your stuttering lungs are quick to inhale a breath along with him, your mind however races still. “exhale,” he whispers and lets out a breath and you do so.

♡ “one,” you two continued this breathing session till your tears stopped and your pacing chest settled calmly against his, the only sound being the soft trumpet of another jazz song playing and your soft sniffs.

♡ his arms cage you in a warm secure hug, hands rubbing soothing circles against your back as your open hands rest against his chest, he had you drink a glass of water with a tylenol tablet to ease you.

♡ yet your silence is a major tell to ari that your mind is still scrambling despite feeling your stable heartbeat against his, he presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

♡ “[y/n]? princess?” ari softly speaks, your eyes slightly sting from your vicarious crying and your head aches from the episode that happened a while ago, cheeks slightly damped, you raise your hands to wipe them dry.

♡ pulling your head away from his collar bones you sit up to meet his reassured glance to yours, “i’m sorry daddy,” you spoke, it was almost drenched in seeking forgiveness but ari shove his head while cupping your face in his hands again pulling your face to his.

♡ “no sweetheart don’t apologize, it’s all alright. something like this shouldn’t need an apology, you aren’t at any fault because you��ve done nothing wrong but let out your emotions.” your eyes watered with his comforting words.

♡ “it’s not the things that are stressing you that are bothering you, it’s just the thought. it’s just your thoughts, just and only your thoughts but you got through that so well princess. i’m so proud of you.” ari’s thumbs swiped away at each of your tears, your lips slowly curling up in a small smile at his praise.

♡ sitting up on your knees you rested your forehead against his, nose bumping against his you giggled as our daddy’s eyes squinted at the impact before letting out a soft chuckle,

♡ your eyes glimmering as they twined to ari’s cooling blue hues through his frameless thin glasses, your hands rise up to caress his bearded cheeks, his finely soft hairs tenderly scratch your fingers and palms while his rub your bare lower back.

♡ an equally tender smile radiates off both of you before he pecks your lips to his.

♡ “tell me princess, tell daddy what you want. anything you want you’re getting,” his words string together a thoughtful expression compressed on your pretty facial features, your stomach interrupts you both as it loudly growls.

♡ “clever princess, you didn’t have to tell daddy when he could hear your hungry tummy,” ari’s own comment makes him laugh loudly and your face heats up as you swat his chest.

♡ “stop being mean daddy,” you grumble with a pout but you still see that handsome smirk against his face and as much as you wanna turn your head away when he grabs your chin you allow him to kiss you.

♡ “alright daddy’s done with being a meanie. c’mon sweetheart, lets get some food inside that tummy,” he says poking your belly.

♡ the tickling sensation lets out a giggle from you while he grabs your body to wrap your legs around his waist as he gets off his seat.

♡ ari carries you out of his office to the kitchen, setting you down on the lavish island that stands in the large kitchen however you whine when the cold surface hits your back thighs.

♡ the little sound alerts ari who turns his head to you after searching the refrigerator for some ingredients to create a suitable meal for you.

♡ “oh right, sorry princess,” he says and carries you to a cushioned chair near the dinner table, of course you could jump off the counter and walk to the seat yourself but you both like it when he babied you.

♡ after just a minute of searching through the refrigerator he closes his with a sigh, “do you wanna order something sugarplum?” he said and you smiled and nodded your head.

♡ “yes daddy,” you spoke and his chest hums in glee seeing your joy laced in your voice, he allowed you to order whatever food you wanted on your food delivery app since he wasn’t an expert at those things.

♡ a thing about ari is that he was so old fashioned, he didn’t have a computer to organize all his files because he had numerous drawers and file cabinets to keep all his important documents.

♡ his portable device was a flip phone and as much as you teased him for it he didn’t bulge at taking interest in any technological advances to his life.

♡ “is that all you want sweetheart? you don’t want anything else for the night?” ari spoke as he poured you a glass of ice cubed strawberry mint water from a glass pitcher, setting the cup in front of you as you scrolled through your phones feed.

♡ you smile up at him as you take the glass, “can we make cookies?” you ask before raising the glasses rim to your lips and taking a sip of the cold minty berry water.

♡ “didn’t you order a dessert on the app?” he asked and you shook your head no, the dessert options the restaurant of your choice didn’t really have anything that sparked interest to your midnight cravings.

♡ “don’t you think it’s a bit late to bust open the flour and sugar baby?” he said and a naughty smile grazes your lips at his question.

♡ “daddy it’s never too late to bust open anything if you put your mind to it,” your smooth voice spoke as you got off your seat to walk to the refrigerator, possessing a bit of flounce to your hips.

♡ you opened the stainless steel door handle and grabbed the large bar of nestle tollhouse cookie dough, closing the door behind you you walk to the island and place it in front of ari.

♡ if you both weren't doing it from scratch then this was the only option.

♡ he still stares down at it while you prepare the oven to preheat, getting out the cooking spray, parchment and cookie tray, “what’s wrong daddy?”

♡ “that’s big baby,” he said, his eye’s proximate on how many chocolate chip cookies the large bar could make but he doesn’t notice the naughty smirk that crosses your lips again until his eyes move up towards yours.

♡ “I know daddy but it isn’t as big as you,” ari’s face blushes at those words but before he can recollect any thoughts or get his hands on your insatiable figure of your moving skirt turns away to grab a knife, diminishing all his thoughts he rushes to take it away from you.

♡ “daddy can do this part, you can roll the dough in balls. can you do that princess?” ari softly asks, cutting open the bar he cuts even slices then cuts the thick circular prism in half to have you roll them both into spheres.

♡ “of course daddy but only if you can let me lick yours after we’re done with this,” you say getting straight to work with rolling the cold dough in your palms but only after brushing your ass against his thigh.

♡ ari couldn’t help his face from flushing into a crimson rose, feeling his pants tightening around his hardening erection at your shameless proclamations and actions.

♡ but it didn’t have him distracted from the task at hand or from quickly smacking your ass, commanding you to behave for him.

♡ and you did, kept your dirty remarks to yourself as you placed the spheres of cookie dough in a correct distance from each other in rows on the cookie tray.

♡ you both decided that ten cookies after a bit of a banter between you and him as you used your puppy eyes on him to make the whole tube but he set the discussion to an end with a compromise.

♡ the compromise being that he’d let you stay up and watch whatever movie you want with him as you had your take out and cookies, adding your additional requests to the compromise that there better be lots of cuddles and kisses.

♡ he slides your hot pink baking oven mitts with the mini stitched cupcakes on them and popped the cookie tray in the hot oven.

♡ turning to your figure sitting criss-cross apple sauce on the island setting the kitchen timer for twelve minutes and placing it down beside you.

♡ ari prepares the cooling rack and spatula for when the cookies are done, not noticing your neediness and attention seeking grabs at his collar and hair.

♡ “daddy,” you mutter, that bratty persona becoming clearer with each of your restless limbs and pouting lips attempting to grab his attention.

♡ “yes princess?” he spoke, his eyes moving towards yours to set sight of your signature doe eyes he knows so well.

♡ those doe eyes you give him when your bare and desperate underneath him.

♡ scratching crescent moons on his back, moaning so sweetly for him as he thrusts his cock in and out of your velvety pussy.

♡ you don’t say anything though, all you do is part your legs and his eyes darken once they set sight of your wet core open on display under your skirt.

♡ those same lust blown eyes dart down and meet your small peach colored panties crumbled on the floor underneath your dangling socked feet.

♡ before he can even do anything, before having the chance to rip that skirt off your body or getting on his knees and lick your tangy slicked folds the doorbell interrupts him.

♡ remembering your take-out, annoyance captivates ari but he smirks at the opportunity to tease you as you did him.

♡ so instead of ignoring the delivery person he walks away from your weeping cunt and gaped mouth to get the door.

♡ returning with your food and to your glossy pout your whines and grabs for him become more demanding and louder as he takes his sweet time taking each plastic take-out container and brown bag filled with food out of the delivery bag to the table.

♡ “daddy!” your bratty calls for him but he just ignores as he takes out plates and napkins for you and him, setting them to look their best on the dinner table.

♡ organizing the plastic containers and bags of food in between your plates he finally turns and walks to you, grabbing your waist you smirk thinking you got what you wanted but it disappears when the following words leave his mouth.

♡ “dinner time princess,” his smirk is more arrogant than yours and it only widens as you glare up at him, you’re so cute when you don’t get what you want.

♡ “you don’t want dinner princess?” he asked and you nodded your head, ari’s brow quirks in amusement.

♡ “then what do you want then princess?” it wasn’t a question, more so a demand to have the brat in his arms to speak on what she wants.

♡ you cross your arms and turn your head away from him, setting your angry sight on anything besides ari which he doesn’t permit as he grabs your jaw firmly in hands and shifts your sight to him.

♡ “speak up dolly. good girls get whatever they ask for, brats get nothing,” he spoke and your glare doesn’t ease one bit but your answer is mumbled to softly and lowly for ari to hear, your attitude only adding only the impatience ari has for you in this situation.

♡ “i’m sorry princess,” ari spoke before gripping your ass in a rough harsh handleful, “but daddy didn’t hear you. can daddy’s little dumb brat speak up? or does daddy have to give his dumb baby dinner and send her to bed with no cookies and cock?”

♡ the growl that rolled off his lips hit against the shell of your ear as his fingertips dig sharply into the raw warm plushness of your ass, your breath staggered but the wetness that pools your pleasure seeking core doesn’t lessen.

♡ “I want daddy please. please can I have it daddy?” you whimper, your voice meek and fragile and nothing like the cocky brat that teased him both verbally and physically moments ago.

♡ “you’ve been making jokes on daddy’s cock and balls since I let you make your cookies and now when you're on the receiving end of the joke you can’t properly tell daddy you want it?”

♡ his voice was rough and course, his hands that smack and grope your ass hold the same fierceness as he picks you up before slamming your back against the metal of the refrigerator.

♡ hearing the little breathy whine when his fingers purposely glide through your folds, his smirk darkens as your wetness coats his thick fingers.

♡ “oh, does my spoiled brat want daddy’s fingers? or does my spoiled brat want daddy’s cock?” he whispered as his head snakes in the crook of your neck.

♡ nibbling the tender skin under your ear that practically makes you cream against his stroking fingers.

♡ “I want your cock daddy! please, daddy! I need it!” your voice is a combination of whimpers and moans, the sound of it music to his ears.

♡ before he can give you another teasing stroke at your needy puffy folds, or command you to unbuckle his belt the timer for the cookies goes off.

♡ ari’s dark smirk shadows his face and you let out a whine knowingly the results of the night.

♡ it was going to take a while until you’ll get what you want and ari will partake in the satisfying discipline to teach you a lesson on misbehaving.

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tomorrowxtogether · 4 years ago

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EXCLUSIVE: TXT reigns supreme with their whimsical journey

"'Cause imagination / In that sky / The orange-glowing magic / Before it comes to an end / 'Cause imagination / In that moment / Can you feel the rush? Can you feel thе rush? / Freeze this moment" - says the South Korean group Tomorrow X Together in their song 'Blue Hour' from their latest EP 'minisode 1: Blue Hour'. It arrived in October 2020, at a time when everyone needed an escape from the trauma that struck the world with Covid-19. The songs from the EP served as a glimpse into the world of quintet and how they tried to cope with life in isolation. The grim feeling of uneasiness, loss was similar around the world, and we all wanted to freeze the moment of all the good times we have had. It was a moment when it felt that TXT was stepping into new era of their lives via their music.

Back in January 2019, the first series of introductory videos of Big Hit Entertainment’s next group Tomorrow X Together, (also known as TXT) were released. It served as a glimpse into the new universe of the next generation group coming six years after the debut of the, Grammy-nominated popstars, BTS. All eyes were on what Big Hit Entertainment had to offer, next! Now, two years down the line, with several chart-topping albums, a discography so impactful and lofty list of awards & achievements, they have become the 'IT' group of 4th generation K-pop.

Tomorrow X Together comprises of Choi Soobin (20), Choi Yeonjun (21), Choi Beomgyu (19), Kang Taehyun (19), Huening Kai (18). The group's name stands for “different people coming together under one dream in hopes of building a better tomorrow.” Their fandom is called MOA (Moments Of Alwaysness). Marking their two year journey, TXT held an in-person fanmeet 'Shine Together' to interact with fans and it was livestreamed around the world, virtually. Over the last two years, they've mastered the art of power-packed stage presence. The keenness to learn more, exploring, producing and composing along with writing their own songs and more - the hunger to better themselves continues in the musicians.

After their debut on March 4, 2019, the group managed to leave an impact with not just their music but also on Billboard’s Emerging Artists chart. The EP became "the highest charting debut album by an all-male K-pop group on the Billboard 200", according to Billboard. With their last EP 'minisode 1: Blue Hour', TXT broke their personal record with the album entering the Billboard 200 chart at No. 25.

Since their debut in March 2019, the quintet has built a captivating narrative of their musical universe and their journey through magic, fantasy while telling the stories of five boys, their growing years, coming to terms with themselves, navigating together in public eye and more! Through their fantasy world and magical adventures in their trilogy albums 'The Dream Chapter', TXT has explored the transition from childhood to adolescence, facing the hardships, while encapsulating the emotions of hope and healing through their music.

There's been no looking back for TXT. Last two years have been transformative for the group. They've built their own fan-base through their stories brimming with relatability and emphasis on 'dreaming'. You see five young boys trying to carve their journey - they are confident, determined and their strength lies in the fact that they are motivated to do better with each comeback.

Tomorrow X Together spoke to Bollywood Hungama on completing two years as a group, about their whirlwind journey, their meaningful music and how this pandemic affected them.

Firstly, before we kick off the interview, how have you been doing guys?

SOOBIN: I’ve been playing the piano, gaming, and watching TV shows.

YEONJUN: I’m into movies and TV series these days.

I watched the MOA Academy and it was pretty cute that you all decided to share these moments with fans. Since, Beomgyu, Taehyun and Huening Kai recently graduated from High School, it must have been a great moment to share it with each other, families and friends, right?

BEOMGYU: It was great. I spent time with the members, looking through old school photos and talking about our school days.

TAEHYUN: I had a blast in junior high. I still keep in touch with my teachers and friends from back then.

HUENINGKAI: My family messaged me to say congratulations! It was a bummer that we couldn’t get together for the graduation ceremony, but the virtual one was an interesting experience.

Two years of TXT – from strong rookies to chart-toppers on Billboard – it’s been quite a journey. What’s it been like performing together for the past two years with each other and what have you learnt from the process of making music to being in public eye? YEONJUN: It’s been quite tough last year, in particular, because of the COVID-19 pandemic but thinking of the time we spent with our fans gives me a lot of joy and happiness. And when I think about all these memories with MOA, it motivates me to be even more sincere and genuine with our music.

Since the beginning, your strength has been your strong stage presence and unique storytelling through each album. What makes it special is from ‘The Dream Chapter: Star’ to ‘minisode 1: Blue Hour’, TXT continues to create more resonating stories to reach out to the youth. Was there a defining moment you realized that your music was reaching out to so many and they were connecting with your stories?

TAEHYUN: Whenever we see the great love people are showing to our music and we are told that our songs and performances have brightened someone’s day and given them energy, those moments are defining moments when we can feel the connection and empathy people have been building with our stories. So, we want to sincerely thank our fans for the massive support they have been showing us. Thank you, MOA!

‘The Dream Chapter: Star’s' title track ‘Crown’, was such an interesting, foot-tapping debut. It served as an introduction to the next era of Big Hit Entertainment artists. There was a lot of anticipation since you were debuting right after global popstars BTS. I remember the album release day and your broadcast when some of you were emotional to see your hard work finally been out. Do you remember the days leading up to the debut day, what it was like to shoot a music video for the first time and what each of you was feeling?

SOOBIN: I remember each and every moment, including the days of hard work leading up to our debut. We grew up watching music videos on YouTube, so it felt surreal that we had filmed and released one ourselves. We had done only covers previously, so I felt a sense of pride that we finally had our own song and choreography. It made me incredibly happy.

Then came the era of ‘The Dream Chapter: Magic’ and let’s be honest – first comeback is always so special since now there are fans waiting to witness what would you bring to the table. With ‘9 and Three Quarters (Run Away)’, you nailed it. Talking about magical adventures, setting ‘New Rules’, finding your inner ‘Angel Or Devil’ and growing up in limelight which seems like a ‘rollercoaster’ – what did the second album (first full length) mean to you personally since it was a step further in showing your real self?

HUENINGKAI: It’s a very special album indeed. The album contains stories of our adventures and expresses our sense of freedom - I think it’s part of the reason why it has resonated with so many people everywhere. We’re very thankful for the love and support it has received from fans all over the world. Thank you, MOA!

Closing ‘The Dream Chapter’ with ‘Eternity’, I would say it was a more vulnerable piece of work from TXT. ‘Can’t You See Me’ was one beautiful music video, ‘PUMA’ was fierce but I was absolutely stunned by the creative storytelling in ‘Eternally’. It was so heartbreaking to listen to album but watching the music videos were a journey in itself. What was it like creating this masterpiece of an album in which you all participated in production and writing too?

BEOMGYU: There is always a theme when I work with music. I try to channel that theme, which concurrently helps me to reflect upon myself. It also makes the story we tell much more personal. It was an overall fun process and great learning experience. Working for 'The Dream Chapter: ETERNITY' was no exception.

I was so surprised when ‘minisode 1: Blue Hour’ dropped because it was like a drastic change from the previous EP. But, to be fair, it is what the audience needed – some sort of assurance and healing. While ‘Blue Hour’ was whimsical, ‘We Lost The Summer’ was heartbreaking – it was TXT’s story of 2020 and how they powered through the COVID-19. Can you tell me why it was important to share your experience on this record?

BEOMGYU: We thought about what kind of stories we could deliver through our music. Eventually, we decided we wanted to center our new album on a theme that was very relevant to all people. We wanted to make music many could relate to so that anyone who listens to our music can think of it as their own story and feel comforted.

Were there any specific songs, throughout your two-year journey, you most connected with the most or it represents you?

SOOBIN: I would say ‘Fairy of Shampoo.’ The song and choreography suit me well.

YEONJUN: ‘PUMA,’ because it highlights the strengths I have.

BEOMGYU: ‘Maze in the Mirror’ - the song delivers our story. I still sometimes feel the emotions depicted in ‘Maze in the Mirror,’ and in those moments, I listen to the song and find comfort.

TAEHYUN: ‘Blue Orangeade’ - the narrative of the song is about different personalities coming together to create synergy, which is an accurate reflection of us as TOMORROW X TOGETHER.

HUENINGKAI: I’ll choose 'Crown.’ I think the theme of growing pains and the overall flow of the song match me well.

In the last two years – I have also witnessed some of the award show performances where you’ve given ode to the some of the legends including SHINee ('Replay', 'Sherlock') BTS ('Boy In Luv', 'Dynamite') TVXQ ('Hug') and more. Have you seen the response online since fans have appreciated all your effort?

SOOBIN: They’re fantastic songs and we worked very hard on our performances for them. We’re extremely grateful for the positive responses from many people. They really drive us forward and motivate us to deliver even better performances in the future.

Since it’s been two years of TXT – if you’d like to give an advice to your trainee self, what would that be?

TAEHYUN: I would tell myself to give full measure to what I do.

Is TXT working on comeback? If so, what can we expect this time?

YEONJUN: We can’t say exactly when yet, but we’re excited. We’ll be returning with more great music and performances this year. So be on the watch.

Lastly, if the situation gets better, would TXT want to visit India someday? Also, do you have a message for MOAs who’ve been waiting for you to perform here?

HUENINGKAI: We haven’t had the pleasure of visiting yet, so if the opportunity arises, we’d love to! Please stay safe until then. And thank you for showing us so much love. We love you, MOA!

#txt #tomorrow x together #210310 #article #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai #interview #bollywoodhungama

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rnegitsune · 4 years ago

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Ok so I thought I'd put together some horror stories from my time as a babymetal fan bc of how drastic the shift in the fandom has been the past year or so. For context I got into babymetal in like june of 2014 (all 3 girls were still underage at the time, I was 22; when I first got into them I thought I would be considered an older fan lmao the naivete, the innocence of new fan me wow I know now I'm not at all in the older half of the fandom esp considering I was born the same decade as su and moa), and I made this blog in I think may of 2015.

I've had people say I should compile men being gross into a post and I just couldn't do that out of fear for my own mental health but this will be pretty close. These are all my experiences with this fandom over the years; I'm definitely missing some but what I do remember should do well to cover most of how this fandom used to be vs now. It's gonna be a lot and tw for men being gross about minors.

Back in my first year or so of this blog I on multiple occasions got dms from men asking to be friends. At the time my bio only said my name and my pronouns. I've always been cautious of dms so I'd ask their age and every single one was considerably older than me. I wouldn't usually answer after that bc no thanks but they would generally try to continue convos til I blocked. The only one I still had was this one

After I put my age in my bio, which was 23 at the time, I never got a dm like that again; take from that what you will. But if you're young please be wary of this hell fandom even now. And if you're an older fan and esp an older male fan reading this, don't dm people trying to be friends. I was over 18 and it still creeped me out to no end.

One of my real first men in this fandom are disgusting moments was a blog back in like 2015 or 2016 who I had some contact with due to common interests; he was a huge yui stan and made bm content. He was like 28 or 29 at the time and I eventually noticed he would tag idols, mostly kpop girls, by their body parts (legs, butt, etc) which is disgusting enough as it is but then I saw him do the same for literal minors, like tzuyu from twice. I messaged him asking what the hell he was doing objectifying women but also actual children and he blocked me lmao. He later unblocked me to let me know that's just how he tagged things and it was my fault he had anxiety and then he blocked me again.

Back before the tumblr purge this fandom was repulsive to a degree I cannot even begin to describe. Someone would reblog something from me, I'd go to their blog and it would be underage jpop idols and japanese p*rn all the way down. I even stumbled upon a man editing underage su into p*rn gifs. Obviously no proof of that but I did go find my initial reaction to it

The number of times I'd get a follow from someone then go to their blog and it would be as mentioned above or their bio would be the most misogynistic trash I'd ever read was staggering. I genuinely considered giving up and deleting this blog so many times bc i felt oberwhelmed and outnumbered by these gross old dudes; and so the fact that this fandom has evolved into a bunch of chaotic wlw?? Amazing, I could cry.

Fun phenomenon of women running bm blogs was men sending messages asking if we liked babymetal. No joke. I think this happened to me two or three times but I spoke w other female creators at the time and it had happened to them as well. My entire blog is babymetal, and yet???

He said the weird guy idk bc he sent some random ass messages vaguely insulting me and when I responded coldly, he acted confused so I said you're some guy idk, hence the above message starting as such. Also that pic and the one up above that has my current pfp bc I just took those screenshots. Like I said I typically blocked weird dms but I guess these passed me by so I still had the messages.

Most people know the sub reddit is the worst and don't need me to tell you but it's a hellscape and I highly recommend avoiding it. A short list of things I've had to see as a result of going there: men discussing at length kano and momoko's appearances and how they look in costume vs in normal clothes. Men discussing at length the hope that the girls would marry men who aren't Japanese, a thread that was from when all 3 girls were underage. They aren't gonna marry you dude they're really not.

The insulting of billie Eilish, a 17 year old at the time, was horrible too. Su and moa got to meet her, something they were extremely excited for, and they posted a pic; the comments were disgusting as you can imagine. The yui rumors were terrible too, fatshaming, slutshaming etc all based on nothing. Some man saying the rumors about yui leaving bc, no joke this was a real rumor, she "got too fat" couldn't be true bc "look at saya." Saya being a barely 18 yo back up dancer who covered the third spot after yui left but before the avengers. Not to mention the upskirt shots from when they were minors, the constant editing of their faces onto explicit photoshoots etc. I remember being a new fan looking for a su pic on google and being horrified at the fact that one of the top suggested results after her name was “bikini;” she was 16 at the time. Also, the uptick in massively creepy posts and messages sent to bm blogs as each girl, but esp moa and yui, approached 18 was disgusting.

Now for some personal nonsense. A big reason why I haven't touched my youtube channel in months is bc I got tired of dealing with the men of this fandom. I poke fun at metal and get told I deserve to die. I say ped*philes and creepy men are gross and get a swarm of middle aged men cursing at me. Had a guy cry about how men are shamed for liking bm and then he turned around and said some gross shit about wlw. Had a guy call me racist for liking a band he also likes (and despite him having no way of knowing my own race) and tell me the babymetal fandom doesn't need my kpop feminist bullshit, which is honestly a great description and I thought about putting it in my yt about lmao. Had a middle aged man unironically say he'd never seen a man be creepy towards bm but fans su and moa's ages calling them hot was creepy. The disillusionment....the level of unawareness is astounding. If you want to see screenshots of some of these comments they are fairly recent in my don't mind me tag; I don't want to see them anymore tho bc they're infuriating so I'm not going to look at them to post here.

Essentially I haven't looked at my channel since may bc men are exhausting and rude and refuse to examine the fandoms they're a part of no matter what. They're told by a woman of the fandom that she's had bad experiences personally and they all start crying about how it's either a lie bc they haven't seen it or unimportant. I did stop reading comments in may and I will never read another one again probably as a result of this shit. Trash men being trash are not worth my time and I refuse to give them anymore of it. I do plan on making more videos tho and let my ~feminist kpop bullshit~ live in their minds rent free.

I will also continue to make fun of metal and the creepy men in this fandom bc it's important and I'm a spiteful asshole who likes disrupting these dudes perfect bubble of a fandom. It genuinely brings me so much joy seeing all the new fans recently (which sidenote if you got into them recently I am kinda curious as to how you found them; I've gotten tons of new followers and considering how inactive they are rn I'm curious). People sending messages about how they finally feel like they belong or that they have a safe space....like I don't even know what to say and I never feel like my responses fully convey how genuinely wonderful that is and how thrilled I am that this is where we're at now and I have had at least some part in it. As this post shows, my experiences have been negative for the most part so the shift recently is such a relief I cannot even begin to explain my gratitude.

So to anyone who read all of this and hasn't disintegrated from the male bullshit, thank you. Keep being yourself and fighting for your place in this fandom, esp if you're a young woman; keep making fun of the creeps and keep making wlw memes!! Babymetal's music is in such a huge way meant for girls and to see more and more finding their way to this previously hellish beyond belief fandom is incredible.

#babymetal #don't mind me #this is long ok

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chamibii · 5 years ago

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Forgive me father

*CW: Priest kink, slightly NSFW

*I'm thinking about flushing this out more as a one shot.. lemme know what y'all think!

Deku has always been a devout worshiper. Since a young age, his mother would take him to mass and she impressed upon him the understanding of how faith had the ability to move mountains. When he grew older and saw just how much of a crock of shit this all was, he continued going to church just to please his mother.

Sunday rolled around and he found himself in the second pew from the front, day dreaming about the date he had last night and how he wished it had gone. He was pulled from his thoughts by a new voice leading the congregation in prayer. He kneeled down to pray and decided this would be the best time to take a peek. As he stole a glance, his eyes widened with surprise.

"Beautiful", he murmured softly.

His mother quickly hushed him and he lowered his eyes to the floor. The new priest was fuckin gorgeous! Deku squirmed with excitement. After service, his mother commented on how he seemed so involved in the sermon. Deku just nodded and smiled at the thought of the priest and other ideas that would land him in a fiery pit of torture if anyone was to ever find out. He tuned his mother out as she prattled on and on about different points in the sermon and how she was so happy her "Izuku was coming back to the Lord".

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The following Sunday, Inko blushed brightly and shook her head at Deku's outfit choice. Deku laughed off her admonishments and walked towards the car, impatiently waiting for Inko to join him.

"I'm not changing mother. There's nothing wrong with my outfit." He knew he was walking a fine line, but the jeans he had on showed off his muscular legs, perfectly rounded ass, and added the effect of slimming his waist. The shirt he had on barely covered his midriff and if he stretched his arms, a slight peek of a green happy trail appeared. Inko shook her head and drove them to church in silence.

Deku dragged his mother to the front pew and sat up straight, eyes darting across the stage, searching for--

"Good morning church. Thank you for entrusting me with leading you in morning prayer last week. If we can all please kneel for morning prayer."

Deku smiled broadly and kneeled down slowly, all the while keeping his eyes trained on the beautiful blonde priest. The priest looked over at Deku and flashed a friendly smile. Deku felt a heat creep into his stomach as he lowered himself down to his knees. With eyes shut tightly in reverence, he thanked the gods--old and new-- for bringing an amazing man into his life. After the service was over, he grabbed Inko's hand and pushed past parishioners to meet the new priest. Once he was in front of the man, Deku noticed the deep red eyes and how they flashed with the slightest annoyance at parishioners fawning over him.

Deku cleared his throat and held out a hand. "Thank you for that message, Father". He drew out the last word. He smiled inwardly when he noticed a slight flush creep across the priest's cheeks.

The priest took his hand. "Bakugou, please call me Bakugou."

"Father Bakugou. Has a nice ring to it." Deku smiled curtly, enjoying the flush deepening on the priests cheeks. "You know, I used to feel such pain in my knees when we would do morning prayer, but since you've been asking me to kneel before you, the pain is non-existent."

Bakugou blanched and began to stammer. "Uh, uh, that's, somewhat inap- thank you?"

Deku giggled and squeezed Father Bakugou's hand. "See you next Sunday. Father."

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The following Sunday, Deku noticed Father Bakugou's eyes scanning the room. They widened as they landed on Deku. He sat, relaxed with legs splayed open, in leggings and a crop top hoodie, much to Inko's chagrin. He convinced his mother that he was going to the gym after service and it would be easier for him to just already be dressed properly. He watched from the pew as Father Bakugou's Adam's apple bobbed with nervousness. He chewed on his bottom lip and wiggled fingers in his direction.

Father Bakugou leaned in to whisper to another priest and nodded his head in Deku's direction. The older priest made eye contact and returned to Bakugou, shaking his head. They whispered for a few moments before Bakugou took the podium to begin service.

"Today, I've been given the honor of leading you all in receiving the holy sacrament. Thank you Archbishop Aizawa for entrusting me with this great task."

A large smile broke out across Deku's face as he waited in line. He saw red eyes flit nervously in his direction and finally, he was standing before his priest. Deku watched as his perfect mouth formed whatever shit he needed to say, and vibrated with anticipation as slender fingers placed the wafer on his tongue. He closed his mouth around the fingers, letting his tongue run across the tips quickly. Before Bakugou could chastise him, Deku was seated in the same pew, flashing a toothy grin.

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"Forgive me father, for I have sinned. It's been, 18 weeks since my last confession." Deku paused, waiting to see who was on the other side of the confessional. His heart swelled when he realized it was Father Bakugou.

"Continue." Bakugou encouraged.

"I've had, impure thoughts about a priest father." Deku whispered softly, fingers lazily tracing patterns against the confessional. "I've laid awake for many nights, thinking about his skin against mine. Our bodies pressed together, me moa--"

Bakugou cleared his throat loudly, "There's no need to go into detail. Do your penance and come to confession regularly."

He chuckled to himself as he heard Father Bakugou rushing out of the confessional.

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"Forgive me father, for I have sinned. My impure thoughts have led to unholy actions." He listened closely and heard fabric rustling.

Bakugou's voice, low and deep, encouraged him to continue. "What type of unholy actions?"

Izuku leaned his head against the confessional and in graphic detail, shared how often he's taken care of himself in the past week due to thoughts of the father. He noted how Father Bakugou did not stop him and how the rustling of fabric increased. He relished in the soft gasps and breathy moans the priest tried so hard to hide, but couldn't.

"Do your penance and continue to come regularly for confession", Father Bakugou gasped out.

Deku whispered, "Thank you father." and left the confessional grinning.

---

Deku waited patiently for Father Bakugou to settle and to begin the confession.

"Speak, my child."

"I'm sorry daddy. I've been a bad, bad boy.."

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