#BUT LIKE FUUUCK THEY ARE EACH OTHERS COMFORT PERSON

[justtkatt]

Constantly arguing about bullshit but they actually deeply love and care for each other IS MY FAVORITE DYNAMIC IM GONNA HURL

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[rexxdjarin]

Under the Same Night Sky

A little pre-order 66 Rex and Mari slutty shenanigans for this evening 😈😏

Captain Rex x OC: Mari Vontas

18+ RATED E FOR EXPLICIT. MINORS DNI!!

warnings: established relationship, oc pairing, sexting, dirty talk, usage of toys, fluff and separation angst.

Click. Click.

Two tones signaled on Mari’s comm as she sat in her living room wasting away in front of the holonet channels streaming on her projector. The room was illuminated only by the neon signage just outside her window. She rubbed her eyes and sat herself up enough to reach over for her comm laying on her caf table.

Click. Click.

Again, it signaled. This time of night it could only be one person. He was away. Lately, it felt like he was always away. Anywhere but where she’d like him, softly snoozing wrapped in her blankets and gripping onto her for dear life like he always unconsciously did when he slept. This mission had lasted more than 46 rotations, more than a month without the scent of him lingering on her clothes and her couch cushions. She hadn’t heard from him in a few days and he always tried to check in to alleviate her worries.

When Mari’s comm lit up as she tapped in her passcode, she smiled wide at the message she’d received.

Rex: thinkin’ bout you, mesh’la. can see lots of star systems where I am. hoping one of them’s yours.

He was always more gushy and sentimental when he was gone a longer period of times. Mari didn’t blame him. She felt the pangs of loneliness as deeply as he did. She just didn’t have to worry about it showing in the middle of a war zone like he did.

Mari: don’t worry I can spot you from anywhere in space, blondie. ;)

She giggled to herself, the desire to poke fun at him was too good to resist. She slid herself back down into the comfort of the only blanket that still vaguely carried his scent and snuggled back into her lounged position on her couch. It wasn’t often they caught each other at the same time and it wouldn’t be unusual for the him that the soonest he could follow up would be rotations later. To her luck, this was one of the rare times they were both up and free at the same instance.

Rex: very funny. ;) knew you’d be up. you holding things down back there? can I see you?

To Rex’s unbelievable luck, she was doing quite well. She’d spent the entire afternoon at a banquet for the Devaronian Royal Peace Council who’d just come in that morning to attend a special convening of the Senate. She looked beautiful, deciding on a rich sapphire satin gown that would’ve made Rex’s lungs ache for air he’d struggle to find in her presence.

Mari: holocall?

Rex: can’t. boys are asleep all around me. don’t wanna wake ‘em. can send me a holo of that pretty face tho.

Mari scrolled through holos of that evening, searching for the best one she’d taken of herself and settling on one that was more her usual sultry smirk than the kind shy smile she always saved just for him.

She sent the holo over and in seconds he replied again.

Rex: there she is :) blue was a nice touch. I’d show you mine, but…don’t think you’d be pleased with what you’d see. I’m fine. Just don’t want you to be worried. I’m alright. Hopefully wrapping things up. I miss you. every part of me misses you haha.

Mari smiled proudly, knowing exactly what he meant by every part of him. After all he can barely keep his hands off her when he’s 2 feet from her, forget 2 star systems away.

Mari: every part, huh? well I can help with that ;)

Rex: you’d do that for me? fuuuck.

Mari: of course, baby. whatever you need, I’m yours.

Rex: maker- I’m so lucky. can you show me that perfect ass?

Mari smirked, she had him right where she wanted him even from hundreds of lightyears away. Normally, she’d search through her existing catalog for something great she’d taken of herself and saved for him for another day. But she looked so good tonight and she missed him so much that this warranted something brand new.

She stood up from her spot on the couch and crossed through the circular threshold to her room. The large round wall mirror was the perfect place to pose for him and she knelt down in front of it, admiring the gorgeous makeup she’d flawlessly managed to apply. Slowly, she hiked up her dress to reveal the blue and white lace set she’d chosen just to remind herself of him. Stars he was about to lose his mind.

She snapped a holo of her behind, the blue piping hugging her every rounded curve, dip and crease just perfectly. She beamed, honestly proud of how titillating and enticing she had made herself look. A few taps later and she’s sending it over to him, no caption necessary.

Rex had only gotten progressively dirtier with time. As their relationship went on, he got more and more comfortable letting his freak flag fly if only because he so desperately wanted to keep up with her insatiable appetite and skill. He wasn’t inexperienced, but he wanted to explore more of his sexuality with her than he ever found himself wanting to before. She made him feel safe enough to get filthy and he loved every step he took into self-discovery with her leading the way.

Mari knew enough about her boyfriend to know where this was going to end up. She stripped off the remaining articles of clothing she’d thrown on when she got home tonight and padded over to the secret drawer where she kept her toys hidden away. One in particular that was the closest she’d get to Rex himself; a long and thick one that still was no comparison for the real thing. It would have to do though.

No sooner did she pick up the blue silicone toy, her comm clicked again. Multiple times in a row.

Rex: fuck…

Rex: fuck, Mari.

Rex: mesh’la…fucking HELL you look so good. you have no idea what you do to me…

Rex: I’m so fucking hard. let me see more, pretty girl.

She rushed into the cuddly warmth of her bed, positioning her holopad on her desk not far away and posed again for a holovid now. More suggestively this time, legs spread wide and her hand delicately tugging at the thin band of lace blocking her center from view. The other hand peeling down the straps of her bra and slowly slipping it off of her into a heap in her sheets. Though her eyes started by watching her own movements, they ended staring right up at the screen the way she’d demurely blink up at her boyfriend’s lust darkened gaze if he were here.

She fired the holovid over to him immediately, feeling her own blood starting to sizzle with inebriated need she had tried to put off until he returned to her. Here she sat alone, half naked, aroused and absolutely beautiful in a bed that truly belonged to two people who shouldn’t ever have to part.

He responded quicker this time, his own need spurring this on faster than usual.

Rex: you’re fucking perfect. play with those tits for me. wish I could kiss them both. And somewhere else too…

Rex: take those panties off…captain’s orders ;)

Mari: only if you’re pumping that pretty cock for me, sir.

She responded, attaching a follow up of her with her tongue swirling lewdly around a finger.

Rex pinged back instantly. The holo was dark, their makeshift barracks not nearly sufficient enough for their usual dirty exchanges, but she could just make out his fist wrapped around his shaft just below the tip. The sight of him being presented to her but not in front of her now was a special form of cruel torture.

Rex: fucking pounding for you, mesh’la. wish it was your dirty fucking mouth wrapped around me right now.

Mari nearly squealed with joy, she loved it when he got like this. That he felt perfectly safe enough with her to actually do this. She hit record again, this time tugging the lace fabric of her panties down her legs and over the blue garters she’d decided to leave on. Her hand delicately grazed the swollen bud of her clit and she cried out in ecstasy, completely overwhelmed at the idea of this being his hand instead of hers. The drawn out desperate mewl of his name followed and she sent it back to him quickly as she kept up the torturously slow circles on herself.

In seconds her holo was actually ringing, a comm channel opening at the quick tap of her finger. So much for not wanting to wake his men.

“don’t…have a lot…” He was panting as he was clearly exerting himself to keep up with her, “Of time. Gotta be more quiet than I’d like. But Mari…mesh’la be as loud and filthy and sexy as you want. Let me watch you go, gorgeous. fuck.” He rasped, the quiet whisper tone of his voice not enough to conceal the overwhelming arousal deepening his voice.

“Rex…it’s nice to hear your…voice…oh fuck..” She replied before tipping her head back and resigning to the pleasure rippling through her as her slow, deliberate circles on her clit became slippery dips into her folds.

“Gods, look at you. You’re soaked, aren’t you? Talking to me makes you so hot, huh mesh’la? You look so fucking sexy…you’d look so good taking this cock. I know that’s what you’re thinking about. Taking me like a good girl…” Rex rambled as his arousal carried him higher and higher toward bliss.

Mari couldn’t see him, he was probably on their private comm channel and likely listening to her through his helmet. But thank the force and every star above just hearing his voice was enough to make her soar. She eased herself as close to her propped up holopad as possible and tipped her head back, her tits pressed out provocatively toward the camera. Rex stifled a desperate moan, her name chanted like prayer in her ears as he sped up the strokes of his fist along his length.

Mari sighed, turning toward the screen before bringing her toy into frame and making Rex nearly choke with excitement. “N-need more, Rex. It’s not you…but it’s close.” She whimpered, slicking up the surface of it with the pool of wetness already coating her fingers and folds.

“Think about me. Pretend it’s me. Call out for me. I’m here, darling. Always. You need me. That pretty pussy is mine. Take it all for me. Mmmmf fuck, Mari. Show me…” He instructed, soft groans of restraint he was forcing upon himself filling her ears.

She lifted her head and looked directly into the holopad, making burning eye contact with what she could imagine were Rex’s big perfect brown eyes or his two blue jaig eyes glaring down at her. She slipped the toy inside her effortlessly, the melodic sound of erotic satisfaction filling her ears, the room and Rex’s bucket.

“Rex. So good. You’re so good. I can’t…can’t take it much longer.” She moaned, the swell of arousal buzzing through her system as the blunt end of the toy bumped her insides at a pace she imagined would match Rex’s.

“Yes…fuck oh fuck…yes you can Mari. Because you’re such a good girl for me. Such a tight wet little cunt. You can take it so good. You always do. Show me how good you are. Make that pretty pussy come for me. Can you do that?” His deep voice rumbled louder, his drive toward climax making the dominant side of him come out.

Mari gasped as the sound of his voice made more arousal surge through her lower belly, a hot lick of torturously delightful tension binding ever tighter. The only solace from the burn in her core was the slicked toy bumping into it with every rock of her hips forward. She imagined every time Rex would thrust his hips just so, gripping the plush of her round thighs to lift her legs higher, grinding himself deeper and harder inside her. His powerful pistoning hips were the only respite she’d ever known from the brutal ache of desire that lived within her very soul.

With his voice spurring her forward, his pants and groans and mutters of her name had her head spinning. Her body clouded with ever rising levels of bliss. She teased her clit the way he would, pressing and rolling repeatedly, gradually speeding up every so often. She thrusted the lengthy toy in and out of her the way he would his cock, to the hilt, to her favorite spot, until he made her sob with delight at how good she felt.

Numbing tingles spread through her from her core to the tips of her fingers and toes. She was nearly there. Just needed to hear him one more time. To put up the façade for a little longer.

“Rex….oh Rex I’m…close. So close, Captain. Please, please can I come? Baby, please?” She let the begging commence, the pleading moans making the breath audibly catch in his throat.

Rex chuckled darkly followed by a deep guttural groan he was desperately trying to muffle. “Mari, my mesh’la. Come for me. Say my name when you do. Nice and loud. Wanna hear who makes you come so good. Fuck I’m gonna come too.” He harshly whispered, the sputtering sounds of his breathing stopping momentarily as his climax began to suffocate him. “Together, ok?”

That was it. Not the filth, the freaky, nasty, depraved shit he called to her this entire time. No. It was the softness, his need for her to go with him, his accommodation of her, the thought of him needing her pleasure to find his. That did it.

All at once the burn in her belly snapped, her walls clenched around the toy that could bring her to this but would never feel even half as good as her Rex. The circles on her clit ignited the numbing tingles radiating outward to join with her spasming walls collapsing around her toy.

“Rex!!” She cried out in carnal ecstasy, her body rolling and writhing, her every muscle tensing in response to the high careening into her.

“Fuuuuuck.” He groaned, breaks in his panting signaling each time he shot a ribbon up into his own hands. Three, four, five times over. He giggled happily to himself, his high fading and leaving him completely boneless for at least a little while.

Mari grabbed her holopad and laid back on her sheets, keeping her connection to Rex as close to her as she could. Aftershocks rolled through her for a few minutes afterwords and he coaxed her through all of them. “Oh R-Rex. I feel….so good, baby. I’m so happy.” She sighed, pulling her blankets up to cover herself and looking into the screen hoping by some miracle she might be able to see his perfect, smirking handsome face.

“I know, my little sunshine. I know. Look so beautiful too.” Rex assured, the tiredness of a battle weary soldier finally starting to settle back into his usually gruff voice.

Mari’s eyes hung heavy with sleep, the incredible height of her climax sending her crashing down just as hard. “Wish…I could see you..your handsome face too, Rex. I miss you. I miss you so much.”

He stayed quiet for a while, Mari almost thought he’d fallen asleep on her. But he yawned and spoke softly, the way she chose to believe he only ever did to her, “I miss you too. So, so fucking much. You’re all I ever think about. When I have time to think.”

“Please stay safe out there for me, wonder boy. So I can have you for real next time. I’ll wait for you.”

“Toys don’t compare, huh?” Rex’s soft chuckle made Mari’s heart pound with more love than she could ever recall feeling for anyone. “My impatient little mesh’la, I’d never make you wait. But next time you need to, give me a show like that again. Promise?”

“I promise. And Rex?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you. Be careful.”

“I love you. I will.”

[ashdoesfandomarchieved]

Now you. Give me the Hugo thoughts.

-Eldest daughter energy in the same way that Varian is youngest child energy. Hugo has the entire golden child complex without having parents or?? siblings.

-Speaking of which, what is his relationship with his dad? Did he know his dad? Does he have someone in his life that he considers a father figure? If he doesn't know his dad, does he ever think about him?

-Does he look more like his mother or father? I think he has is mother's eyes, chin and nose, but his hair and build are more like his father's. Does Hugo ever think about this?

-KLEPTOMANIAC!! This man has a disorder!!!! It wins him free shit though so he will NOT be getting therapy for it!!!

-I like thinking about the fact that Hugo is someone who is very comfortable with himself. He's in touch with his thoughts, feelings (for the moooost part), and body. He's very extroverted, charming, and social! He likes being around people and he's comfy in group settings!

-I also like thinking about the fact that Varian makes him uncomfortable. Why is he so tense around the guy? Why does he make him unreasonably mad for no reason? WHY IS HE ANNOYED WHEN VARIAN HANGS OUT WITH PEOPLE WHO AREN'T HIM???

-The best Hugo era in my brain is pre-relationship, pinning era. Just after Hugo is out of denial. He's accepted that he has feelings for Varian, but doesn't believe that they can ever EVER be returned. Thinking about this MAKES ME INSANE. This man is writing sonnets and buying Varian dinner and asking him to hang out ALL THE TIME and he doesn't know how to handle the fact that the person he wants is RIGHT THERE but untouchable forever.

-I love love love the au I've created in my head where Hugo is juuuuust a little bit magic. He gently suggests that a mugger lowers their knife and they do. He pulls Yong out of the way of a passing cart without looking. He's been dreaming of Varian's voice before he met him. These are all normal things of course.

-SMART HUGO COMPETENT HUGO IS MY KIIIIIINK. This man is not only a brilliant alchemist, but he's also a PEOPLE PERSON!!! AND A STRATEGIST (maybe). He could pull of a really really good heist is what I'm saying.

-His haaaaaands. Stupid stupid fingerless gloves. Thinking about him lock picking and playing the piano and drawing. Fuuuck.

-This is more varigo centric, but I'm obsessed with an au that takes place before they realize they have feelings for each other where the two of them are shown each other's childhoods via some magic fuckery and they're both like. Oh. I'm going to protect him. LIKE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Anyway that's my starter pack for Hugo thoughts. <3

[cielcorner]

Indulgence

Friday Night Funkin. Cannon X OC, my beloved. Enjoy a foursome.

"Boo~!" The raven wrapped his arms around the redhead's neck, "Welcome home, handsome~!"

The redhead hugged his arms and looked up, smiling, "Hello, Garnet. How was your day, gem?"

"Better now that you're here, Pico." Garnet smiled, stroking his cheeks, "How was your hunt?"

"It went fine. Got a couple bruises, but nothing too bad."

"Ugh, you guys have a room. Go to it." The two turned, seeing Darnell and Nene climbing in through the window.

"Nah. In fact-" Pico pulled Garnet into his lap, "-I'm gonna fuck him right here, right now~!" Pico ducked, dodging a knife Nene threw. 

Darnell hopped over the couch, smirking down at Garnet, "You gonna let him talk about you like that?"

"Meh, it's fine. Not like he can do it!" Garnet laid across both men, "Nene would chop his dick off before he could even attempt it."

The four sat in a comfortable silence as they hung out, watching TV, enjoying the simplicity of it all. Garnet eventually made them dinner, which the group happily ate before they all began their daily routine. Nene took a shower first, saying she wanted to hurry up and get to bed.

Once she did, Garnet got into the shower. He sighed contently, resting under the hot water, eyes closing as he soaked in it. As he was standing there, he felt someone grab his hips. On instincts, he spun around and nearly punched the person in the face.

Pico easily caught his fist, "Nice throw."

"Fucking bitch!" Garnet turned back around, "You scared the shit outta me!"

"Sorry, babe." Pico hugged his waist, the two smiling at each other, "D said you've been getting good, wanted to test it."

"Hmm, suuuure~" The raven teased, "Darnell's a good teacher. I've gotten a lot better at fighting and shooting."

"I know you have. The speed you just showed with that punch proves it."

The two sat in the hot water, Pico leaning into his back, arms around his waist. They stood there, Garnet humming as he closed his eyes, happily soaking in the warmth and love. He felt one of Pico's hand wander from his hip, to his stomach, rubbing circles onto it. Garnet chuckled, the redhead's hand going further down, fingers just above his clit, rubbing the area around it.

Garnet chuckled, "Trying to get lucky, Pico?"

The redhead kissed the back of his shoulders and neck, "Depends. Is it working?"

"Hmmm, a bit~" Garnet looked over his shoulder, smirking, "You go on a two day hit and immediately want sex, you get your libido from Aqua?"

"Fuck off." 

Garnet's laugh was cut off with a breathy moan, Pico immediately pushing inside. The initial stretch hurt a little, but it was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure. The redhead moaned, hugging Garnet's waist tighter, So tight... The raven bit his bottom lip, leaning back into the redhead, feeling so full as the other bottomed out inside him.

"F-Fuuuck..." Garnet sighed, "So good..."

"Want to just stay like this..." Pico murmured, "Could stay inside you for hours if you'd let me..."

"You mean if you would stay still." The raven teased, "I don't mind, but you're always going out!"

The redhead bit his shoulder playfully in retaliation. Garnet moaned, leaning into him, spreading his legs as much as he could, the redhead holding onto his hips. Pico took a deep breath, placing his chin on the other's shoulder, beginning to thrust his hips. Garnet moaned, eyes closing as the other thrusted inside him, a hand going to his stomach, feeling the redhead continuously make a bulge in it.

"S-So big, Pico~" Garnet cooed, "Ma-Make me feel so good!"

The redhead nodded, biting and nibbling at the back of his neck, creating hickeys everywhere he could reach. Pico wanted to make this last, but he knew they couldn't stay in the shower forever. One of his hand went to the raven's clit, rubbing and circling it, causing Garnet to moan loudly, shaking in his hold. 

"F-Fuck-!" Garnet moaned, "P-Pico-!"

The redhead pushed him against the shower wall, roughly thrusting inside, more biting into his neck. Pico moaned, "Good boy, such a good boy, letting me do anything to you~"

The raven grinded back into him, nodding a bit, "P-Please, please-!"

Pico continued thrusting harshly and as fast as he could, wanting to stay deep inside him. The redhead continued playing, stroking, and teasing Garnet's clit, the raven's legs shaking, nearly giving out. Pico didn't mind, merely pushing him harder against the wall as he continued to thrust. 

"M-Mmmm-!" The raven moved one hand to hold onto Pico's wrist, the other against the wall, "P-Pico, I'm gonna-"

"Go on, come for me~" Pico cooed, "Come for me, handsome~"

Garnet bit his bottom lip, holding back a scream as he came, tightening around Pico. The redhead moaned, biting into his shoulder as he slammed one more time, coming deep inside the raven. Both panted, shaking, Pico leaning into Garnet's back as the raven put his forehead against the shower wall. 

The raven reached behind him, patting Pico's ass, "A-Alright, pull out. Gotta wash up and get to bed."

"But Gaaaaaaaar~!" Pico playfully whined, "Wanna stay inside you!"

"I'll cockwarm you when we get in bed, come on."

"....Wait, seriously?" The redhead asked, almost excited.

"Yes, seriously!" Garnet laughed, "Geez, did you actually get your libido from Aqua?"

"Shut up." Pico teased, kissing his cheek as he pulled out, stepping back.

The raven finished washing himself before letting Pico wash himself. The redhead looked over Garnet, the other crossing his legs, blushing as cum ran down his legs. The redhead smiled smugly, Garnet elbowing him, both laughing. Once they finished, Pico dried them off and simply wrapped a towel around their bodies, grabbing their clothes. He threw the raven over his shoulder, Garnet laughing as Pico left the bathroom.

"Have fun in there?" Darnell called, sitting on the couch, waiting for his turn. 

Pico chuckled, "Game's paused, we're about to keep playing."

"P-PICO!" Garnet yelled, smacking the back of his head.

"Just try to keep the volume down. There's other people in this house." Darnell snickered.

Garnet's face was hot as Pico called, "No promises!"

The redhead set the raven down on his bed, throwing their dirty clothes in their laundry basket, along with the towels. The two got under the covers and Garnet leaned his back into Pico's chest, the redhead wrapping his arms around him. Pico then once again pushed inside Garnet, the raven moaning.

"Wish this could be my job~" Pico teased Garnet's clit once more, the raven biting back a moan as his whole body shook, "Could you imagine? My job being just to pleasure you, make you come over and over? God, that would be a dream~!"

"P-Pico, Pico, m'gonna-"

"Go ahead, come for me~" The redhead bit his ear, rubbing and stroking harder at his clit, "So easy to overstim you~ It's adorable~"

Garnet moaned, biting his bottom lip as he came again, tightening around Pico. The redhead moaned, pulling Garnet closer to him, hand slowing down but not stopping.

"Good boy, goooood boy~" Pico cooed, "Fuck, can't even pull out if I wanted to~ Squeezing me so tight~"

"O-Okay, okay, e-enough!" Garnet pat his hand, the redhead immediately stopping, "H-Holy shit, when I'm not exhausted, we're totally doing that again."

"Sorry, was it too much?"

"A bit. I normally wouldn't mind, but I'm tired and you also need some rest." The raven turned his head and kissed Pico's nose, "But you're staying inside me all night, you hear?"

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Pico snickered, "Night babe, I love you."

"Love you too." 

The two got comfortable, with Pico buried deep inside Garnet, both falling asleep easily.

***

Garnet's eyes fluttered open slowly, waking up. He yawned, feeling Pico still deep inside him. The raven chuckled tiredly, turning his head to see Pico still asleep. He smiled and stroked the other's cheek, kissing his nose, simply staring at the redhead's peaceful face.

"Mmmmm..." Pico hummed.

"Cutie."

"M'not cute..." The redhead argued sleepily, eyes fluttering open.

"Yes you are." Garnet giggled, "Morning, did I wake ya?"

"No..."

"Okay, good." The raven kissed his nose again, "I would've felt bad."

The redhead hummed again, hugging Garnet closer, "Mmmmmm..."

The raven moved one hand to the back of the other's head, stroking his hair. They laid in a comfortable silence, Pico occasionally moving his hips a bit, but nothing to cause stimulation. They laid there for what felt like hours, just enjoying one another's embrace, letting the lazy morning overtake their bodies.

"Yo, Pico!" Aqua suddenly burst through the room, yelling, "Hey maaaaan! Nene and Cherry are outta town, going on that vacation, so you know what that meeeeeans~! You get to hang out with me, your second favorite person behind Garnet!"

"Ugh, Aqua, it's like seven in the morning!"

"Dude, it's like ten in the morning."

"Either way, too early."

Darnell chuckled, coming in and leaning against the doorframe, "Easy there, Aqua. Pico got it good last night, he's probably exhausted."

"Yeah, he's hanging out with you too much." Garnet finally piped up, "His libido increased a fuck ton, I could barely keep up."

"I was not that bad!" Pico argued.

"Mr. 'Wait Actually' when I said I would cockwarm him all night." The raven then pat his leg, "Which I'm still doing, btw."

Pico rolled his eyes, taking a pillow and throwing it at Aqua and Darnell, "Alright, I'll get up, get out!"

The two other men laughed, leaving the room and shutting the door. Pico hummed, turning Garnet's head, pulling him in for a deep kiss. The raven moaned as the other thrusted softly, lazily. The redhead kissed and bit at Garnet's lips and neck, the raven moaning loudly, shaking in the other's hold.

"M-Mmngh-!" Garnet bit his bottom lip, "F-Fuck, y-yeah, yes, yes-!"

Pico thrusted harder, one hand circling his clit as the other pinched and teased his nipples, "F-Fuck, so good, perfect for me~ I love you, I love you-!" Pico came hard inside the raven, pushing as far as he could inside, making sure every last drop of his cum was inside.

Garnet moaned, turning to face the redhead and kissed his lips once again, "You trying to get me pregnant?" He teased.

"Maybe a little." Pico joked.

Garnet laughed, the two sharing one more kiss before Pico finally pulled out. The redhead stood up and grabbed some clothes getting dressed in a simple green shirt, black jacket wrapped around his waist, and khaki pants. The raven stretched his arms and legs before also standing up and getting dressed in black crop top over a fishnet skirt, black cardigan, and red pants. Once both were dressed, they brushed their teeth, tamed their hair, and finally left the bedroom.

"'Bout time, were you guys going at it again?" Aqua snickered, smirking at them.

Pico flipped him off, "Fuck off."

Garnet laughed and sat beside Darnell, the other wrapping his arm around the raven's shoulders. Aqua and Pico began to playfully argue as the redhead made breakfast, the other two watching TV. Once the redhead finished, he made a plate for himself and his boyfriend, Garnet happily taking it. Pico sat on the other side of Garnet with Aqua making himself a plate and sitting beside Pico.

"Where did you learn to cook?" Aqua asked the redhead, "It's so good!"

"Garnet." Pico and Darnell immediately said.

Aqua hummed, "It's really, really, really good!"

Garnet giggled, "I had to teach the others because I was getting burnt out from cooking so much."

"Garnet's cooking is still the best though." Darnell said, stealing a bite from Garnet's plate, "Pico tends to add a bit too much spice."

Pico flipped him off. The group talked as they eat, Darnell just stealing from Garnet's plate. Once they finished, Garnet took their plates and put them in the sink before sitting down between Darnell and Pico again. The four watched TV for a bit before Aqua announced he wanted to go out. Darnell suggested the mall, but Pico shook his head, saying "I'm not taking you and Aqua on a date."

Garnet chuckled, "Awwww, but I'd like to go to the arcade in the mall?"

"That sounds like a good idea." Pico shrugged.

"Simp." "Idiot." Aqua and Darnell teased, Pico flipping them off.

The four got up, putting their shoes on and heading to the mall. They got to the mall and immediately went to the arcade, having a fun time. Garnet destroyed the three at Dance Dance Revolution, but Darnell and Aqua kicked his and Pico's ass at Air Hockey (Pico took one for the team) and Pico managed to score the highest score at Skiiball. After the four had their fun, they combined their tickets together, ending up with twenty thousand tickets combined (five thousand each). Pico spent three thousand on a giant stuffed bear he gave to Garnet and a hundred on some cotton candy to share, the rest he gave to the others, while Garnet gave his share to Aqua and Darnell. Darnell got a large Nerf gun for six thousand tickets and Aqua got some headphones for six thousand.

"You got 4,900 left." The employee offered.

"You sure you don't want anything?" Aqua asked Garnet.

"I got a giant bear! I'm good!" He looked around and pointed to a little girl nearby, "Give the rest to her. I'm sure that'll make her day."

The four then left the arcade, Garnet hugging his bear tightly as Pico wrapped his arm around his shoulders.

"Happy to know your stuffed animal hoard has a new victim." Darnell teased.

"Hey! It's not a hoard!"

"Babe, the last time you counted, you said you had, like, two hundred."

"....Okay, so maaaaaaaybe it is a hoard."

"And I thought Cherry had a lot with thirty." Aqua snickered.

The four continued around the mall, getting some food and having a nice time. Once they finished eating, they went back to the apartment, Garnet putting his bear in his bedroom as the other three sat on the couch. Once the raven came back, the other three turned on a random show, Garnet sitting in the middle of Pico and Darnell, Aqua on the other side of Darnell. They didn't really pay much attention to the show, talking over it about random topics. Garnet was more of a listener, so he merely leaned into Pico as the other three talked.

He wasn't sure how the topic was brought up, but the men started talking about sex.

Well, actually, no, Garnet knew how the topic was brought up.

Aqua.

"I'm just saying, I'm the best at flirting!" Darnell smirked, "I got the muscles, I got the deep voice, I can get anyone in bed!"

Aqua shook his head, "I got Cherry easily because I'm so good."

"Didn't you just use the stupid Tennessee line?" Pico rolled his eyes, mocking, "'Hey girl, are you from Tennessee, cause you're the only ten-I-see?' Fucking garbage!"

"IT GOT CHERRY, DIDN'T IT?!"

"Because Cherry is an idiot and I say that in the nicest way possible."

Aqua flipped the redhead off, "Okay, well, how did you get Garnet?"

"I confessed first." Garnet spoke up, shrugging, "Idiot was oblivious."

"I was not!" Pico argued.

Darnell and Aqua bust out laughing, Garnet looking at Pico with a raised eyebrow.

"What?"

"DUDE!" Aqua laughed as well.

"Even Nene could tell Garnet was flirting with you, and she's aroace!" Darnell yelled.

Pico looked down at Garnet, "...No way-"

"Babe, do you think I would let anyone I either wasn't dating or didn't have a crush on walk in when I'm only in my boxers and changing? With my self esteem?"

"I-I thought it was cause we're both guys!"

"And what about the time I asked if you wanted a sip of my drink and offered you the same cup?"

"Well-"

"Or the times I would 'accidentally' drop something and bend down in front of you? Or the times I would sit in your lap or lean into you when we weren't dating?"

"Okay, but-"

"Pico, we were joking about having sex! And not just the jokes I make with Aqua and Dar, the jokes where I grinded on you, the jokes were I strip teased for you! And when you still didn't get it, Nene told me to just be blunt and that's what I did."

The redhead blushed, "W-Well, you just get so embarrassed when I call you handsome or something! I-I didn't think the flirting was real!"

"There's a difference between doing the flirting and getting flirted with." Garnet argued, looking away, "I'm good at flirting, bad at accepting flirting."

"Pffft, okay Gar, you're flirting was on level with Aqua." Darnell teased.

"I was feeling it out!"

Aqua rolled his eyes, "Alright, if Pico let's you, flirt with me and D, see if you can get us flustered."

"Bet." Garnet looked at his boyfriend, "Do I have permission?"

"Sure." Pico chuckled, not thinking the raven would be any good.

Garnet stood up, removing his cardigan slowly, seductively, everyone staring. The raven looked at Pico over his shoulder, winking as he threw his cardigan at him, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. Pico turned bright red and looked away, muttering an "unfair". However, the other two just smirked and snickered at Pico.

"Man, he's too easy! You're not impressing-"

Before Aqua could finish, Garnet sat on his lap, arms wrapping around his shoulders, looking down at him through half lidded eyes. The man turned pink at the intimate position, Garnet grabbing his chin and keeping his head tilted up.

"Am I impressing you now?"

"I-I, uh-"

"Because here's the thing Aqua-" The raven put one hand on the other's chest, dancing around his pecs, whispering huskily, "-I may be a hitman with Pico, but there is only one thing I want to slay tonight~" He grinded his hips a bit, Aqua gasping, before turning a bright red as Garnet's hot breath tickled his ear, "And I can show you something really impressive~"

Darnell looked at Pico, both with red faces.

Before Darnell could say something, Garnet had moved to sit by him, grabbing the other's chin, forcing Darnell to look at him, "What's wrong, D~? Embarrassed~?"

"O-Okay, you are reeeeeeeeally committed to this and I-"

"Of course I am, handsome, but I would love it if you also commit to me~"

Darnell was speechless. Garnet moved back to sit on Pico's lap, smirking. He looked at the redhead and brushed his hair back once more, feeling the redhead grow hard under him.

"That's unfair and you know it." Pico growled.

Garnet smiled, "You're the one with a dirty mind thinking anytime I brush my hair out of my face, I'm gonna blow you!"

"Cause you do it everytime before you actually do!"

"Dirty mind~" Garnet teased before shrugging, "So, you boys still think I'm shit at flirting or-?"

Instead of answering, Darnell grabbed Garnet's chin and pulled him in for a kiss. The raven gasped before feeling Darnell grab his hand and place it on his own boner. Aqua also came over, sitting on the other side and nipping at the raven's neck.

"Look what you did, Gar~" Pico teased, "Finish what you started~"

Taking that as permission, Garnet kissed Darnell back, his hand stroking his erection over his clothes, his other hand giving Aqua's the same treatment. Once they pulled back, Aqua grabbed Garnet and kissed him instead.

"You just gonna sit there and watch as we fuck your boyfriend?" Darnell teased.

"Course not, just waiting to get into position after you guys have had your fill."

Aqua pulled back from the kiss, Garnet panting. The man chuckled, opening his mouth, "Stick your tongue out."

Garnet did so.

Aqua grabbed it, smirking, "That tongue piercing is gonna feel so good on my cock~"

"You want his mouth?" Darnell asked, surprised.

"We can't all get inside him." Aqua shrugged, smirking, "Besides, who said we'd be done after one round."

"You good with that, baby~?" Pico cooed into his ear, hand rubbing at his stomach, "Darnell and I fucking you while Aqua fucks your throat~?"

"Y-Yeah." Garnet swallowed, "Yeah, yes."

"That's my good boy~" Pico nipped his ear, Garnet shivering at the praise, "Stand up for a sec."

Garnet did so and Aqua stood in front of him, kissing him again. The raven moaned, holding the other's shoulders as Aqua removed his pants. Darnell stood behind the raven, grabbing at his crop top and fishnet shirt, lifting them off over his head. Garnet moaned as both men moved to kiss his body, hands touching his chest, thighs, his ass over his boxers.

"Alright, come here, Gar. Take off those boxers."

Garnet faced Pico, who had undressed and laid on the couch. Aqua and Darnell let him go as Garnet removed his boxers, laying on top of the redhead.

"Other way."

"What?"

"Your back against my chest." Pico smirked, "I bet they wanna see the cute faces you make when you're fucked stupid."

Garnet blushed but did as he was told. He laid his back against the redhead's chest, spreading his legs. Darnell got between their legs, Aqua sitting by their heads. Darnell helped ease Pico inside the raven, who moaned loudly, loving the feeling of the redhead inside him.

"Look at that, so full already?" Aqua teased, pushing at the bulge in Garnet's stomach, the raven twitching, "Either Pico is bigger than I thought, or you're just small, Gar!"

"Fuck off, you know I'm big." Pico hissed.

"Three inches is big now?"

"I'm not three inches and you know it, asshole."

"Three and a half?"

"You're so lucky cause I swear, I'll fucking kill you."

"B-Both of you s-shut up." Garnet hissed, the two doing so. He took a deep breath, relaxing himself and nodding, "O-Okay, I'm ready. J-Just be careful, never done a-anal before."

"Who said anything about anal?" Darnell teased.

Garnet was confused until two of the other's fingers pushed inside alongside Pico. He moaned, throwing his head back as he bit his lip, surprised.

"Damn, he's tight." Darnell groaned, scissoring and pushing Garnet open.

"Just wait until he comes, he gets so much tighter." Pico snickered, watching as Garnet shook, his body twitching, "Ain't that right, baby?"

Garnet looked at Pico, twitching and shaking as Darnell added a third finger inside him, "P-Pico-"

"What is it? Is it too much, love? You wanna stop?"

"N-No!" He leaned into Pico more, "N-No, no..." He moaned as Darnell continued opening him up, "L-Love you-!"

Pico cooed, stroking his cheek, "Love you too, handsome."

Aqua gently pet Garnet's head, the raven panting and whining, shaking in all of their grips. When Darnell seemed satisfied with how much he was able to open Garnet up. He pulled out his fingers before spitting into his hand, stroking himself. Darnell then lined up and gently pushing inside, gently rubbing at Garnet's clit to keep him loose.

"F-Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck-" Garnet bit his bottom lip, grabbing Pico's hand and clenching his hand. Darnell bottomed out and the raven choked out a pleasured sob, "H-Holy shit-! Holy shiiiiiiit-!"

"Ooh, look at that~" Aqua chuckled, rubbing at the large bulge in Garnet's stomach, "You're really full!"

Darnell laughed, "Poor thing, Pico and I will probably rearrange your guts a bit, huh?"

Pico held Garnet's hips, kissing the raven's cheek, "You look so cute full~"

Garnet reached one hand out to Darnell's arm for stability, the other still holding Pico's hand. He then tilted his head back, a dumb smirk on his face as he looked at Aqua, "B-Bet you c-can't do t-this~"

Aqua glared playfully, leaning down so their lips were brushing, "Cause I'm a top, not a whore."

"You a-are a whore." Garnet chuckled, "Two things c-can be true at o-once~"

Aqua kissed his lips, "Alright, I'm shutting you up now."

Aqua sat up as Garnet opened his mouth, letting the other ease his hard cock into his throat. Garnet moaned around him, eyes fluttering close as his tears ran down his cheeks. 

"You guys thrust-" Pico rubbed Garnet's sides, "-I think it'll be too much if all of us do that."

"Gladly~!" Darnell snickered. 

Garnet moaned loudly, nails digging into Pico and Darnell's skin as Aqua thrusted into his mouth, Darnell thrusting into his cunt. Pico sighed happily, feeling Darnell move against him for that bit of friction while Garnet twitched and tightened whenever Darnell hit a particular spot. 

Aqua ran his hands through the raven's hair, occasionally teasing at his throat, loving the bulge he created, "D-Damn, Gar, you really are small."

"Nah, we're just big." Darnell chuckled, spreading the raven's legs, "Or maybe it's both?"

"Definitely both." The redhead laughed, kissing Garnet's cheek, "Come on, boys, that all you got? This is easy for him, he's 'bout ready to fall asleep!" 

Garnet glared at Pico out of the corner of his eye before he nearly choked around Aqua. The two apparently believed Pico and began thrusting faster, harder. Tears came to Garnet's eyes as Aqua held his head still as he thrusted into his mouth, while Darnell dug his nails into the raven's thighs and thrusted faster.

Pico moaned at the feeling, occasionally moving his hips with the other for added pleasure. Garnet's eyes fluttered closed as he gripped at Pico and Darnell like his life depended on it, completely out of it. Darnell and Pico were rearranging his guts, it seemed, making his whole body twitch and shutter as they continued thrusting inside. Meanwhile, Aqua was fucking his throat so good, Garnet could already feel himself loosing his voice. He occasionally moved his tongue, pressing his piercing against Aqua's dick, just to give him that extra bit of pleasure, and he was rewarded by the blue haired man moaning, petting his head.

"F-Fuck, I'm gonna come-" Darnell moaned, speeding up his movements.

"Nnngh, me too-" Aqua groaned, thrusting so fast, his balls began to hit Garnet's face.

The raven didn't care, he arched his back and wailed, feeling his entire body go stiff as he came before he felt his body go numb.

"F-Fuck, he did tighten up-" Darnell gasped, "-s-so good-!"

Pico moved his hand to Garnet's clit, beginning to rub and circle it. Garnet cried out, his body twitching, squeezing around him and Darnell. The men moaned, both pushing in as far as they could as they came, filling the raven to the brim. Aqua snickered at them, continuing to thrust. Garnet reached his hand out to him, Aqua taking it. He moaned, thrusting a few more times before his cum shot down Garnet's throat.

The raven swallowed, squeezing Aqua's hands as the man slowly but surely pulled out. A string of spit connected Aqua's dick to Garnet's red and swollen lips, the blue haired man wiping it away. He kissed Garnet softly, the raven kissing back, cupping his cheeks.

"Good job~" Aqua whispered lovingly, "You did such a good job. You were such a good boy." He kissed at Garnet's neck, rubbing his cheek, "Took all of us so well, made it look easy. Such a good boy."

Garnet smiled at the praise.

"I'm almost scared to pull out." Darnell chuckled.

"Why?" Pico asked.

The man pointed to Garnet's cunt, "Dude, we just fucked him so good and came inside. I don't think Nene will appreciate coming home to a cum-stained couch."

"Easy solution!" Aqua smiled, "Plug!"

"Do I get a say in what's going on with my body?" Garnet teased.

"Shhhh, the tops are talking." Pico playfully covered his mouth.

The raven removed his hand, "Yeah? And the bottom is boutta say 'pull the fuck out, I'm going to use toys now' if you keep up that attitude."

The redhead kissed his lips, Garnet sticking his tongue out.

"Not to change the subject, but I'm hard again."

"What?! Aqua, how?!"

"Because I'm imagining being inside you and how hot it's going to be?"

Darnell laughed, "I swear, you only have two modes, rap and sex."

"Does there need to be any others?"

"Well, we're changing positions." Pico decided, "As much as I love being under my man, I want to be able to see him too."

"So, what're we doing then? There's only so many positions we can do that has two of us fucking his cunt." Aqua pointed out.

"Yeah, and I want his throat while you two fuck." Darnell added.

Pico smirked, turning Garnet's head, "Hey, honey, didn't you say you were learning how to ride a bull?"

The raven flushed a dark red.

"Oh, this is going to be hot." Aqua whistled.

Darnell slowly and gently pulled out of Garnet, the raven whining at the loss. Pico had them sit up before also pulled out slowly, leaving Garnet gaping. Before any cum could leak out, Aqua pushed his fingers inside, keeping it in as he took Pico's spot behind Garnet.

"There, and now-" Aqua replace his fingers with his dick, easily pushing in with a moan, "-we're all set~!"

Garnet panted, "Jesus, why are all of you so obnoxiously big?"

"Cause we're awesome, duh." The blue haired man had them turn so Aqua's legs were hanging off the couch. Before the raven could question what was happening, Aqua lifted his legs up and pulled them apart, showing off Garnet's hole, "There you go, Pi."

"Man, I was hoping to watch you ride us." Pico whined before kissing Garnet's lip, pushing inside with Aqua. Garnet clenched the couch as he was filled to the brim once again, "We'll do that next round~"

Garnet moaned, one hand holding onto the redhead's shoulders, the other clenching the couch.

"Don't forget about me, handsome~" Darnell stroked his head, prodding the tip of his dick at Garnet's lips.

The raven moaned and opened his mouth, letting the other slip inside.

"You'd make such a good sex toy, Garnet. So willing and so easy, it's adorable!" Aqua complimented.

Pico chuckled, kissing the raven's nose, "Hear that, baby? Your customers are satisfied!"

Garnet flipped him off.

"Oooooh, bad move, Gar~" Darnell grabbed a fistful of Garnet's hair, slamming him fully on his dick, the raven groaning around him, "Did you forget who's in charge?"

"Let's show him~" Aqua snickered, hands keeping the raven's legs up and spread as he and Pico began thrusting. Darnell began using the grip on his hair to move him on his dick, Garnet groaning in response.

It's going to be a long night. Garnet thought.

***

"We've retuuuuuurned~!" Cherry called as she and Nene walked in.

"Welcome back..." Garnet whined, laying on a heating pad.

Nene looked and hummed, "Shark week?"

"No, actually."

"Oh, where are the boys?" Cherry asked.

As if on cue, the door opened again, with the boys peaking their head in. Cherry and Nene went to greet them, but they each put their finger to their lips, shushing them. Pico was the first to tiptoe inside, holding two squishmallows in his hand.

He knelt down beside Garnet's head, smiling innocently, "I got you this Cinnamoroll Ice Cream Squishmallow and a unicorn one that you don't have yet to add to your collection?"

Garnet took the Cinnamoroll, hugging it, "Satisfactory."

Pico fist bumped the air, sitting beside Garnet's head, the raven laying on his lap. 

Darnell tiptoed inside, kneeling in front of him and offering a small bag from a local bakery, "I got you large cookies. One of them is some sort of cinnamon roll cookie and the other is chocolate chips."

"Acceptable." Garnet snatched the bag as Darnell sighed in relief, sitting by his feet.

Lastly, Aqua came in, kneeling in front of Garnet, offering a Starbucks drink and a bag from Target, "Caramel Ribbon Crunch with extra caramel plus chocolates? Reese's to be specific? King Sized?"

Garnet stared for a second before taking the two things, "Adequate."

Aqua bowed his head and put his hands together, pretending to pray as he muttered, "Thank you, God." He then sat beside Pico on the couch.

Cherry and Nene stared before the brunette laughed, Nene rolling her eyes and going to the fridge.

"What did they do to you, Gar?" Cherry asked, leaning against the back of the couch.

"Don't even ask." Garnet responded.

The woman laughed again.

[kithtaehyung]

DESTINYYY oh my god i finally get to respond after a busy as hELL two weeks! but here we go there are a lot of screams under the cut bc IVE MISSED YOUR COMMENTARY SO MUCH

Okay firstly, did I spend the entire chapter flip-flopping from happy tears to sad tears (also a very shell-shocked horny comatose state)? Obviously.. and I'd do it again too because HOLY FUCK this was a lot!!

yeah... i have no real explanation for this. just gonna quickly say that i did warn y'all about the amount of content in the actual warnings HAHA like it was established from the jump!

THE CLIFFHANGER???????? 😫😫

BYEEEEEEE I KNOW

'm just gonna say it babe, the second they stepped foot in his apartment was nothing but absolute Filth, but in the very best way.. goddamn, I swear he was so 🥵🥵🥵 my brain had a hard reset, like guuuurl he was a menace for that slapping shit 😳 just imagining that damn smirk ughhh.. the shoes? The desk???? The intimacy? Dude 🥺 (Seriously though, it was so cute and absolutely precious the way they're so comfortable with each other now, and the playfulness made me feel like my heart was going to burst in both heartbreak and pure adoration.)

OK SO YOU GET IT. yoongi was on something else entirely this time and i am damn sure reader was all swirly eyed and dumbstruck in the very best way. all the slapping?? you were one of the only ones to recognize that and i was like "finally yes someone else is suffering with me bc of all the cheek pats fuuuuu!!" don't even talk to me about the smirking and desk and playfulness all in one. it's just too much to think about.

Nothing but pure adoration for you too, this series has come so far and it's flat out impressive as hell how attuned you are to your characters. These backstories feel so rich and real and raw, you can't help but feel part of the story. All of these conversations were so needed, I love getting to see them finally be vulnerable with each other, it's definitely been a long time coming.

oh wow! thank you so much for saying this about the actual characters and dialogue and everything<3 i love feedback but this type of commentary is very very appreciated. i'm glad they seem real bc they're real to me, too. and the vulnerability here even after all that time? dear god i love them.

I ALSO CAME HERE TO SCREAM BECAUSE YOU DIDNT HAVE TO SNATCH MY LUNGS FROM JUST LIKE THAT "“I got us,” he vows, finger on your chin.." hmmm? care to say something for yourself??

ADJHHF WHENEVER YOONGI SAYS "US" I GET BUTTERFLIES FR🦋 

I'm not even gonna touch on the sibling talk too much because that definitely hit deep, but I feel like that was a really good showcase of how much they both have matured? Not perfect, but definitely on their way there and I love that for them. Part of me lowkey wants this cliffhanger to be him finally putting the pieces together but I'm waiting for him to make her sweat and then pull some "so you're seeing jungkook? 🤨"

the sibling talk was super personal to me, and looking back i'm like "damn i wonder if this was too much.." but it's real. like tbh some of these same conversations are ones i have had with my sibling, but we are also at that point where they are in which it's just pure "fuck it, we made it" so. that part was easy to write but for a sad as fuuuck reason.

definitely not perfect. they still have a ways to go, but they're human just like us. it's gonna take time. especially with the situation they were dealt.

My nerves are too much! I swearrrr you just love keeping us in fight or flight smh. That or you're really going for the immersive reading experience 😂

ASFHDSLFH just where i like to keep y'all HAHAH but you know i love you!!! i do also want the reading to be as immersive as possible. like i really do want this story to be somewhere you can go when you just need to escape. bc it's that way for me, too. thank you so so much for reading, my love! apologies for the very late response!

busted (3tan) (m) | myg

title: busted  pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f) , jungkook x reader(f) series: masterlist | three tangerines | fireworks | house party | basketball | stay | sidewalk talk | friends | dalo | like that | anytime | sundress season | yoongi’s interlude | forfeit | flutter | video call rating/genre: m (18+) ; angst , fluff , smut ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au summary: when things go a bit south at your house party, decisions between you and yoongi have to be made. note: well. here we are, y’all. it’s been quite a long time, but we are back to regularly scheduled programming :’)) thank you to everyone that has supported and encouraged me throughout this whole process – and series, for that matter. i couldn’t have done this without y’all and the next part is already in the works. also i cried a lot writing this lol have fun! note 2: happy birthday, hedgehog! and to colourless and nicki and whoever else had birthdays recently, consider this my gift to y’all! warnings: language, the amount of content itself fck i’m so sorry, parties, alcohol consumption, tense situations, shoving, obligatory yoongi on the phone, ch*king, head/hair pulling, reader has a pain kink and it shows oops, angst, overthinking :((, penetrative s*x, chains but come on now, protective s*x, cowgirl, or*l (m/f rec), edg*ng a ha ha, thro*tf*cking, kissing :’))), kissing D:, did i say angst?, bro😵‍💫, but also bro😭, jungkook gets a warning too, yoongi’s jeans are as ripped as he is heyo, hitting from the b b back, yoongi king of consent sheesh, multiple org*sms, spitting lmfao, sl*t/wh*re mentions, yoongi jfc lol, the aftercare y’all i–😭, the ending🧍  drop date: june 9th, 2023, 7:17pm est  word count: 18.8k gdi

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Love(rs)

Summary: Frankie is home and he hasn’t stopped thinking about the video you sent him. Now he wants to watch live. And participate.

Pairing: Frankie Morales x wife!Reader x Dave York

Wordcount: 2.844

Rating: E

Warnings: smut (protected sex, unprotected sex) MMF threesome (it's a little gay), Oral Sex (f+m receiving, 69, deep throating), face sitting, hint of breeding kink, lots of cumplay

A/N: okay. This might take the top spot on all things filthy I have ever written. This is unbeta'd and I have a general weird fear about writing threesomes, so be nice lol First weekly fic for Kinktober 2021, prompts used from @the-purity-pen's awesome list. Used prompts for the first week: Face-sitting || Threesome || Hair-pulling || Spanking || Sixty-nine || Deep throating || Strip tease

sequel to Unusual Love(rs)

“Fuuuck,” you threw your head back, your hand replacing your mouth around his cock, pumping him as you tried to breathe. Frankie hummed against you, his big hands grabbing your ass, keeping your pussy just where he wanted it. You were naked on top of him, sitting on his face while you sucked his cock, don’t even remembering how you got from getting dressed to leave, to Frankie watching you out. Fuck his mouth…

You parted your lips, wiggling against his grip as you took him in your mouth, bobbing up and down. You could feel the moan he released in your whole body. Almost choking on his cock, you released him, keeping him in your hands as you felt your climax approaching.

“Baby, we have to… Fuck.. We have to go. We’ gonna be late,” you whimpered.

“Then you better cum for me,” was all he had to say before he did that thing with his tongue that made you go absolutely feral.

“Shit shit shit…” you let your head fall against his thigh, lightly biting into the skin, soaking him in your release as your orgasm made you shake against him. You were still in the blissful aftershoks of your peak when you were pushed with your back against the mattress, Frankie now on top of you, filling you in one hard thrust.

You almost screamed, your pussy fluttering around his cock as he rammed into you, hard and fast, searching for his own release.

“Fuck me, fuck me.”

You were late. Of course you were late. Frankie squeezed your hand as you entered the hotel.

In the time you had spent with Dave, he didn’t seem like someone who appreciates being left to wait. Frankie stopped you as you were about to enter the bar. His arm sneaked around you, pulling you against his chest. You smiled softly at him. Ever since he got back almost six weeks ago it was like you were on cloud nine. You weren’t used to him being home around the clock.

He made right on his promise, fucking you against every surface of your house. Hell, the first three days you didn’t even bother to get dressed.

And today, this night, had been in planning for almost as long as Frankie has been back. You sending him the video of Dave York fucking you, had been the best gift he had ever received.

After you of course, he clarified that.

And apparently his biggest fantasy was to watch it in person.

“You are comfortable with this right?” he asked, searching your eyes. You nodded.

“Kinda excited to be honest,” you admitted.

“Dirty girl,” he whispered, kissing you, before he sneaked his arm around your waist and you walked into the bar where you already saw Dave York waiting.

He got off from his seat when he found your eyes, looking first at you, then at your husband with an unreadable expression.

“You’re late,” he whispered as he kissed your cheek and you flushed.

“That was my fault,” your husband said with a far too proud smirk, his arm around your waist letting go of you to shake Dave’s hand. They looked at each other and it was only now that you noticed how similar they both looked.

You definitely had a type.

Dave looked at you again, licking his lips, his eyes dark and you felt Frankie’s hand on your ass.

“I have to catch a plane at 5 am,” Dave said looking away from you and to your husband. They seemed to silently communicate with their eyes, before Frankie nodded.

“Let’s get upstairs then,” Frankie said and took your hand. You were shaking in anticipation as Dave grabbed the bottle of scotch and followed you to the elevator.

Frankie kissed you behind your ear as you waited and you felt Dave’s eyes watching you. You turned your head towards Frankie with a small smile and he kissed you softly. Blindly your other hand searched for Dave’s and your eyes fluttered closed when you felt his hand wrap around yours. The elevator opened with a ding and the three of you stepped into the empty elevator, both of your hands held by each man before you turned around, leaning with your back against the elevator wall, the doors sliding to close. Dave pressed the button for the 34th floor before he was next to you again.

“Are there any rules for tonight?” he asked, and you felt his breath on your neck.

“Make her feel good, and use a condom,” Frankie said and it was almost embarrassing how wet that made you.

“Can do that,” Dave said and his lips ghosted over your neck at hs side at the same time Frankie kissed your temple where he was standing. You had trouble to breath properly, your eyes slipping close as Dave kissed your neck.

“I want to watch you fuck her. Fuck the pussy I came inside just before we got here.”

Dave groaned against your neck at Frankie’s words. Your husband mirrored what Dave was doing, lightly sucking on the other side of your neck.

“I want to fuck her throat, while you make her cum.”

“Want me to suck your dick?” Dave asked Frankie and you couldn’t help but moan.

“If you are into that, yeah,” Frankie said. You felt Dave’s lips curve into a smile against your skin, before you felt fingers on your chin, tilting your head towards Dave before he crashed his lips down on yours.

You heard Frankie curse, his hand squeezing yours before he let go, his hand slipping between your thighs. Higher.. Higher, while Dave explored your mouth with his tongue, making you dizzy. You felt fingers brush over your panties just before there was a Ding and the elevator doors slipped open. You parted from Dave’s lips, looking at him, then at Frankie.

“I want you to strip for your husband when we get inside the room,” Dave said and you bit your lip nodding. He raised his eyebrow.

“Yes. Sir,” you whispered and he smirked. You watched him step out of the elevator as Frankie reached for your hand again, looking at you with dark eyes before he kissed you.

“You still okay?” he asked against your lips. You nodded.

“Are you?” you asked. He grinned, his hand bringing yours down on the very prominent outline of his cock in his pants.

You bit your lip as you walked out of the elevator, following Dave. Looking over your shoulder you saw Frankie following you quickly, his arms sneaking around your waist, to kiss up your shoulder as you made your way to the door Dave just unlocked.

You wriggled out of Frankie’s grasp, stepping into the room and began to undress as soon as you heard the door close. Dave was sitting on the bed already, the room only lightened by the lamps on the bedside table. When your dress pooled at your feet you turned around, finding Frankie sitting on the couch across from the bed. Grinning you swayed your hips, pulling your panties down slowly, bending over to make sure Dave got a good look on your soaked pussy. You got to Frankie, leaning down to kiss him sloppily.

“Make him feel good baby,” he whispered against your lips before you turned around. Dave had opened the first buttons of his dress shirt and you bit your lip at the sight. Your eyes wandered down his body, his legs spread and you saw the prominent bulge. Slowly peeling the straps of your bra off you unhooked it behind your back before you let the fabric slip to the floor, your nipples already hard.

“How do you want me?” you asked. Dave got up, pulling his shirt off as he looked at you with lust blown eyes. He undressed completely, leaving you aching for his touch. You looked down his body, his cock hard, the head red and already leaking with drops of precum.

“I want you to sit on my face so I can taste the both of you,” Dave said, his eyes finding Frankie’s behind you who let out a low fuck me.

Dave laid down on the bed and you turned to look at Frankie who had his hand on his thigh, palming himself through his pants.

You got on the bed, straddling Dave's lap, rubbing yourself over his cock. He tsked at you, slapping your ass and you moaned, his hand on your ass as he pushed you up his body.

“Turn around so you can look at your husband while I eat you out,” he said and you almost fell over at the low tone of his voice. Turning around he manhandled you so your pussy was where he wanted it and he wasted no time and dove in, his tongue going straight for your hole, dipping inside of you as deep as he could manage, groaning against you, while his arms wrapped around your thighs, keeping your close. Your eyes found Frankie’s who was breathing hard looking at you. You moaned, feeling Dave focus his attention on your clit.

“Does he feel good, baby?” Frankie rasped and you nodded.

“So fucking good.”

“Better than me?” he asked and you shook your head.

“Never better than you,” you said honestly and Dave groaned beneath you, using his teeth to nibble on your clit.

“Fuck,” you whimpered.

“He didn’t like that,” Frankie chuckled and you had trouble hearing him because you felt yourself getting close. Your hand found your breast, pulling at your nipple. Dave’s tongue licked over your clit without mercy, his nose almost inside of you.

“Gonna… Gonna.. Fuck…” you cried out, looking at Frankie as you came hard on Dave’s tongue, almost falling over from the force of your orgasm. Dave bit into your tight, making you shriek as he pushed you off of him, slapping your ass. You turned so you were laying on your back, your head almost hanging off the end of the bed.

“Not better than him, huh?” he asked.

“It’s not a competition,” you assured, cupping his cheek as he climbed on top of you. He didn’t seem impressed, his lips kissing you hard to make you taste yourself. You felt his cock rest heavily on your stomach as he slowly rolled his hips, not stopping to kiss you.

“I want to fuck you while you look at your husband,” he whispered against your lips and you nodded, new arousal flowing through you.

“Hands and knees baby,” he said and you complied, rearranging yourself so you were on your hands and knees facing your husband who now had his cock out, lazily stroking it in his hand. You wanted to taste him. Licking your lips you looked at him. He seemed to know what you were thinking, shaking his head slowly as his eyes left yours, looking at the man behind you. You felt the bed dip, featherlight touches of his fingertips going up your spine, before he fisted your hair in a ponytail, gently pulling at your hair to make sure you were looking at Frankie as he pushed his cock inside of you.

“Fuuuck…” you whimpered, looking at Frankie, who was fucking his hand as he looked at you. Dave started to move, pulling you up further, his other hand finding your breast. .He fucked up into you, playing with your nipple, as he pulled you closer against his chest. Both of your hands were gripping Dave’s arm around your body to keep yourself from falling against the mattress. You were looking at your husband who’s eyes weren’t on you but on the man behind you. Dave pumped faster, letting go of your hair. You let yourself fall forward on your hands, crying out when his hand slapped your ass. You clenched around him and he groaned, fucking your harder, while he slapped you again. Again and again, his hand leaving his handprint on your asscheek.

Frankie got up from the couch, letting his pants fall to the floor. Getting his shirt off, he slowly walked over, his cock still in his hand, stopping just out of reach from you. You moaned, when Dave slapped you again, before he pulled out, flipping you over so you were on your back. He pushed you forward, your head now hanging off the edge of the bed. Not missing any more time he was inside of you again and you tried to look up at Dave, before you felt Frankies cock on your lips. Looking up at him, you opened your mouth and he pushed in your mouth, slowly, the moan he was releasing almost pornographic. He knew you, so he knew you could take whatever he intended to give you.

“Fuck baby…” he moaned, slipping deeper inside of your mouth. Dave fucked you with a force, and Frankie reached down to cup your breast, while he slowly pushed deeper inside of your mouth. You didn’t see Dave looking down at you, his lips in a snarl as he rammed harder into you. You gagged around Frankie and he stopped, giving you a moment before you reached around, both of your hands on his ass as you pushed him down your throat.

“Shit…” Frankie groaned and you moaned. He began to move, slowly fucking your mouth, making your take him down your throat. You’d be hoarse tomorrow, but it would be fucking worth it. Tears were pooling in your eyes, your body in a limbo between exhaustion and euphoria. You felt fingers only our clit and you moaned. Frankie pulling out of your mouth to give you time to breathe.

“Dave…” you moaned, feeling close. Frankie’s cock still floated over your face as Dave leaned down, kissing you first, before he took Frankie inside his mouth.

“Oh fuck…” you moaned, not prepared for the sight above you as Dave sucked your husbands cock while he continued to fuck you. Your fingers replaced his on your clit and you heard Frankie moan above you, your fingers rubbing your clit as you chased your orgasm. It didn’t take long, the picture of another man sucking your husband's cock bringing you over the edge, soaking the man in your release. Dave released Frankie’s cock and both men looked down at you.

“You really liked that, huh?” Dave asked, still thrusting into you. You nodded, moaning as he took Frankie’s cock inside his mouth again. You tilted your head, your tongue playing with Frankie’s balls and you heard him moan, letting out a warning that he was close. Dave slipped out of your oversensitive pussy, releasing Frankie’s cock form his mouth.

“Finish inside of her,” Dave said looking at Frankie, who wasted no time swapping with him. You looked up at Frankie, who kissed you softly as he thrusted inside of you without resistance.

“Can you cum again for me baby?” he asked. You shook your head.

“I think you can. Come on,” he whispered. One of his arms wrapped around your back, pulling you up so you were arching your back as he thrusted into you, his cock finding that spot inside of you that made you almost cum immediately. You were only slightly aware of Dave standing with his cock above you, jerking himself off, the condom off.

“Cum for me baby,” Frankie growled and you almost screamed his name as you came around him.

“Fuck,” you heard above you just before you felt spurts of cum on your tits. Looking up at Dave you moaned just as you felt Frankie cum inside of you, pumping his cum until he was sure every drop was released. Breathing hard you closed your eyes.

Only when you felt lips nibble at your tits you opened your eyes, seeing Frankie gather Dave’s cum on his tongue before he dipped his tongue inside of your mouth, kissing you sloppily to make you taste Dave’s release.

“You two are fucking nasty. I love it,” the bed dipped beside you and you parted from your husband's lips to look at Dave lying beside you. You smiled tiredly but blissed out as Frankie leaned over to kiss Dave York on the lips.

“God you two will be the death of me,” you moaned and Frankie chuckled. He kissed you again before he slipped his cock out of you, letting himself fall towards the other side of the bed.

You didn’t know how long you were laying there before Frankie spoke again.

“Next time Dave and I fuck your pussy at the same time.”

“Next time?” Dave asked beside you. You felt Frankie shift, his arms wrapping around your body as he pulled you against his chest while he spooned you from behind.

“If you’d like that…” Frankie said. Dave looked at you and then at Frankie before he released a breath.

“I’d fucking love that.”

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I think Tumblr ate my last request, and unfortunately, I don't remember what it was :/.... So here's a new one:

If you write for Monoshin, could you please write some hcs of them with their female s/o (poly relationship) who loves rain but is terrified of thunder (as in, so terrified, she tries to go hide in or under something) ? I don't mind if the ending is nsfw or sfw (although...both would be nice....). Thank you, and I apologize if I'm being annoying with requests 😅 (seriously, please tell me if I am, and I'll back off)!

Hi again! I don't mind you sending multiple request, it's a great way to help me expand my writing. So feel free to request more! (You aren’t annoying. Say that about yourself again I will fight you 🔫)

And let me just say that it was a pleasure to write more smut for the two underrated boys.

MonoShin With A S/o Who’s Scared Of Thunder

Fluff and NSFW

Monoma and Shinsou were very busy people.

Both pro heroes, both married, both married to the same person.

The chaos that ensued when they revealed that they were both marrying you.

Everyone was happy but that meant that their families would make an issue to how the ceremony would look.

Anyways, since the very beginning of your relationship, Monoma and Shinsou made it very clear that it would only work if you were all communicating. You agreed to that fully with them.

You all started to date during your UA days.

During the first few times, you all slept in the same dorm, you all discovered something interesting about yourself specifically.

It was a relaxed day and the outside world was coming to life with heavy rain.

Monoma was helping you out with your skincare routine while Shinsou was brushing your hair.

It was peaceful, a calm drizzle outside that helped calm down the three of you after a long day.

Earlier, you had been walking with a small skip to your step in the rain.

It felt pleasant.

The cold water that fell without an end on you had some charm to it that made you overjoyed.

So overjoyed that you had forced your boyfriends to follow you.

Their priority wasn’t to hide from the rain but to make sure you didn’t trip and fall on the wet concrete.

They dragged you inside one you were soaked and helped dry you up.

BOOM.

A loud crash was heard and a bright light lit up the room.

Monoma and Shinsou were startled but laughed at the moment of fear the noise had induced.

They directed themselves toward you but you weren’t in between them anymore.

“Y/n?” The boys searched for you and they found you hiding in the closet.

Monoma laughed at you while Shinosu chuckled.

“Y/n, what are you doing?” Shinsou asked. Monoma was about to laugh even harder when thunder struck again, causing him to choke on his laugh.

You shrieked again and took some of the hanging clothes to cover your head with.

Shinsou smacked Monoma on the back of the head and went into the closet to comfort you. Monoma, on the other hand, continued to choke and once he got some of his breath back he follows suit.

That was years ago.

You were all now sleeping in your penthouse, under the covers on the two pro heroes’ day off.

You laid in between them, head resting on Monoma as his arms held you close and Sshinsou doing the same but with his face buried into your neck.

Usually, they would set up a day full of fun and relaxation for the three of you.

But they were both too tired and you yourself were too comfortable to get up and do anything.

That’s when the piece was disrupted.

The loud noise from outside woke you up but kept the two pros sound asleep.

You quickly got up from the bed and looked aimlessly for somewhere to hide.

Your warmth didn’t go unnoticed though.

Shinsou was the first to wake up.

He reached out for you but found your usual spot in between him and Monoma empty.

He got up and opened his eyes. You weren’t beside them.

Shinsou got up and started to look in different secluded spots in the penthouse.

You told them about your fear of thunder after the first incident back in UA. So this was nothing new.

He found you in one of the bathrooms downstairs and asked if he could come in. Once inside he lifted you from the floor and placed you in his lap.

“Everything’s ok Y/n. I’m here, I’ll take care of you.” He wrapped an arm around you and brushed your hair out of your face.

Light kisses were placed on your neck as a distraction from the thunder booming outside.

The gentle touches making your skin burn hot and your stomach do flips.

“Toshi.” You moaned. It only made him want to hear more of you.

NSFW Below (Minors DNI)

W: Strap On, Bottom Monoma

Shinsou bucked his hips up towards you.

Your pussy twitched as you felt the outline of his dick.

You tried moving up and getting away from him, you were a bit overwhelmed with the pleasant feeling.

But Shinsou wouldn’t let you. He grabbed onto your hips with a tight grip and pushed them down onto his covered sex.

“Common sweetheart. I know I can make you forget for a while. Will you let me?” His mouth was next to your ear. Whispering an attractive offer you would never say no to.

“Yes.” You whispered out.

Shisnous hands moved away from hips and arms wrapped themselves around you instead.

He buried his face into your neck and he continued to buck into you while pushing you down onto himself.

Light moans escaped his lips while your eyes hazed with lust.

After minutes of teasing the weather outside became violent. Shinsou and you didn’t care.

His dick was buried inside of you as you moved up and down it.

He looked so beautiful under you. Panting and moaning. Voice deep and rumbling.

It was that same rumbling in his chest that helped ground you and comfort you as you ignored the sounds from outside.

“Y-y/n, ple-asee. Give me m-more of your tight pussyy.” You indulged him as he fucked into you desperately.

He held onto your chest and thrust his hips into you violently.

He had your legs shaking and weak as he himself felt his own body begin to break under the blind pleasure.

“T-toshi, give me m-ore!” You brokenly asked. He gladly went harder.

Monoma woke up alone in bed and got up to look for his two missing spouses.

Even from upstairs, he could hear your moans.

He smiled to himself and grabbed something from one of the drawers.

“This should help.” He spoke to himself.

Monoma listened outside of the bathroom door. The only sounds being the slapping of skin against skin and Shinosus groans. Your light and airy moans being a major attractor to him.

He knocked on the door and walked inside. Greeted by the sight of Shinsou on top of you panting like a cat in heat and you splayed out as Shinsou supports your body with his own strength.

“How cute, mind if I join?” You looked up at Monoma but were prevented from answering when you heard another thunderous boom from outside.

Before you could yell, the air was knocked out of you by Shinsous cock burying itself deeper inside you.

Monoma took that as his queue to enter the fun and showed you the object he brought.

It was a strap on.

He helped push Shinsou back, allowing him to put in on you and accommodate it.

“T-To-shi fuck, ge-t out.” You told him.

Shinsous thrusting stopped and he pulled out of you.

Monoma placed himself on the cold tiled floor with his back to it. He spread his legs out for you, giving you a full look at his sex and his ass.

“Y/n, would you mind filling me up?” He teased.

You got up from Shinsous lap, legs shaking at the few steps you had to take towards Monoma.

You got on top of him and slammed your hips into his entrance. You had him seeing stars for a moment.

“Oooh, Nei.” You placed your hands on the crook of his legs and pushed them higher.

Monoma felt as his hole narrowed and the strap on felt bigger than before. God, he loved this.

“You l-ook so pretty l-like this, N-Nei.” Monoma flustered at the compliment and watched as you buried yourself inside of him.

“AAaaah Fuuuck!” Shinsou took this as his queue to do his part and enter your sopping pussy again. This time quickly and with some force.

“FUuuuck!” Monoma and you moaned out.

Shinsou began to thrust hard and fast into your pussy.

Because of that, you were practically fucking hard into Monomas own body.

Monoma moaned out the most pornography moan you’ve ever heard.

His eyes crossed as his tongue stuck out.

You grabbed it with your fingers and watched as he lost himself with each thrust.

Shinsou couldn’t really touch Monoma but he could help you push his legs back.

He helped you and Monomas hole clenched around the strap as you and Shinsou continued to thrust into each other.

“FUCK, I’M GONNA CUM!” Monoma shouted.

You buried yourself inside of him as Shinsou did the same to you.

You both helped reach each other reach your high.

Monoma came, eyes crossed with legs back. Essentially in a mating press while Shinsou had you in doggy.

Monomas release was all over his chest as well as on your chest. Shinsous was deep inside of you, leaking out as he pulled out.

“F-fuck. Shit.” Shinsou picked you up from Monomas body and had to sit down inside the tub then going back to pick Monoma up and putting him in too.

He turned on the water and soaked with the two of you.

The warm water helping clean up the surface mess and relaxing your sore muscles.

The rain and thunder kept at it outside but you and your husband were relaxed and fulfilled.

The thunder no longer scaring you since your mind was in a haze.

“Thank you.” You kissed Shinsou and Monoma gently as you all washed away the evidence of your activities.

What a pleasant way to get rid of fear.

[backwardswalks]

I was rewatching My Name and this time I noticed that when Taeju called Mujin in 2016 about Donghoon, when Donghoon went to see his daughter, Taeju addressed Mujin as 'hyungnim', but in 2021 we hear Taeju addressing him as 'hwaejangnim'. I wonder how and why it changed over time ? Did Taeju think that calling him hyungnim is not appropriate anymore?

FUUUCK i went back and watched it with the korean subs and you’re right, he did call him hyungnim 😭

oh god im so sad. it’s interesting to me because like…you would think this would work backward, in a sense. that he would start with “boss” (which i’m sure he did, but for example’s sake) and then transition to hyungnim. but it seems like they kind of…came full circle? and i wonder it because of how painful donghoon’s betrayal was for them.

before, all of their scenes together, their memories, are of the three of them laughing. being together. there is the obvious friendship that is absent, i think, from the rest of dongcheon. camaraderie? of course. the dongcheon guys are all buddies, friends; they rely on each other to protect them in a fight, to pull them out of danger, to face obstacles as a united front. but it can’t compare to what the three of them had—it was special. unique. it was donghoon and mujin first, and then they added taeju, and it’s like that feeling of the last piece of something clicking into place. the clearing of the throat; the first inhale of a real, deep breath. the three of them—they were complete. in so many ways.

and being the youngest and the newest i’m sure the switch to “hyungnim” was strange at first. but it was warranted. they loved each other—it just made sense. they were at this level of comfort, this equal-inequality just by virtue of taeju being younger. but it made sense. they were his hyungs. hyungnim.

and then it all fell apart.

in the show we see how much mujin isolates himself. how little people are allowed in, allowed to know, only so many people are privileged with information, and the one person who has it is the last person he has that understands him to nearly a molecular level. and even taeju gets shut out a little. and i think the switch back, the visible sort of distance that they have that the two of them go back and forth on crossing in the smallest ways—the fixing of the tie, the sliding of the phone in the jacket pocket, minute transgressions of a painful and quiet kind—is a result of how betrayal, and the grief that followed it, fundamentally changed the dynamics of their relationships to each other. even with donghoon dead, he was still there, a lingering shadow, that shaped the way mujin saw their relationship, saw himself, and saw his relationships to everyone else. it broke him. it really did. and i think that creating that distance, by taeju being his number 2 but also having that separation, saved him from feeling like he was always on the edge. it ultimately both changed and saved the relationship between taeju and mujin because it allowed him to keep taeju within reach without trying to destroy him out of fear or paranoia.

and i think that taeju probably agreed—it was never spoken, i don’t think. it was just a subtle backward slide into politeness. and i think it probably hurt taeju very much, in its way, but i also think he would understand, and it would be a mutual thing of sorts. because by not fighting it and adhering to the new trajectory of their relationship, he also both changed and salvaged what they had. it was more visible to taeju than it was to mujin; mujin only realized what they really had after taeju was dead—and i mean this completely platonically, as a serious answer, because in the end they really had each other as a person who understood the total depth of donghoon’s betrayal. because, after taeju died, mujin was really, truly alone in the world for the first time.

[carolmaximoffs]

in a crowd of strangers and lovers

summary: of course your ex is working the night you get stood up.

pairing: bartender! ex! bucky x reader

warnings: drinking, cursing, smut, a teeny bit of degradation, bartender! bucky, this is entirely self indulgent, use of a condom for the first time in my writing in i think ever oops

a/n: this has been 3/4 of the way done for so long...finally sat down and cranked out the rest of it. short and sweet and maybe not my best but heres nothin.

You swung your legs idly as you glanced once more at your phone. Only the time glared back at you - no missed calls, no explanation texts, not even a Snapchat or a DM. It was 20 minutes past the time you were supposed to meet the man you’d been talking to for the last couple of months, and you sighed. Obviously, he wasn’t coming. You waved a hand to grab a bartender’s attention before closing your eyes and rubbing at your temples in annoyance. An all too familiar voice disrupted your self-pitying thoughts.

“You look like a tequila girl.” The first words Bucky Barnes had ever said to you. Your eyes snapped open, mouth gaping. Of course...how could you have forgotten? This was the very bar, possibly the very stool you’d met Bucky at. Before you could stammer out a reply, he was making himself comfortable against the bar-top and leaning in conspiratorially. “Hot date?”

“Very,” You sniffed, meeting his gaze in spite of your churning gut. In the glow of a neon sign overhead, his blue eyes burned almost violet. Your heart ached when he beamed, those beautiful stupid eyes crinkling at the corners like they always had.

“Well, sweetheart, you’ve been here for a while now. Show up early?” Bucky propped his chin up with his metal hand; his flesh fingers drummed idly as he waited for your reply. He’d always been able to see right through you; you weren’t backing down so easily this time. You’d actually been late, but Bucky didn’t need to know that. It was bad enough he’d clearly spotted you as soon as you walked in...you weren’t really sure what to do with that information. You lifted your chin, shrugging and looking around as if your evasive date might suddenly show himself.

“I’ll take that tequila now, please,” You replied simply. Bucky’s eyes twinkled with mirth before he turned his back to you.

“Margarita or a straight up shot?” He threw over his shoulder. Your answer was a moment too late - you wouldn’t admit it, but you’d gotten a little absorbed in the way his white tee shirt stretched over the broad expanse of his back. “Y/N.”

“Huh? Oh...surprise me.” You fought the urge to bury your face in your hands again as he smiled and turned back around. You chanced looking at your phone as inconspicuously as possible. Still nothing. Moments later, thick fingers slid a tall glass towards you, rim salted, accompanied with two neat slices of lime.

“M’lady,” Bucky drawled, dipping his head dramatically. He looked up at you beneath his lashes, cheeks straining to contain his grin. Your own face burned and your heart pounded as you mumbled your thanks. You took more of a long gulp than a sip. Just your luck, it caught in the back of your throat, and you spluttered a bit. Bucky looked like he’d won the lottery.

“Careful, sugar,” He crooned, passing you a napkin. Idly, you wondered if, next, you'd fall off the stool. “You know I love to see you choke, but only-” 

“Barnes!” 

Natasha was standing near the door to the back, arms crossed and brow arched dangerously. Your old friend offered you a tight smile before returning to glaring at her employee. Bucky winked before he sidled off, Nat’s eyes narrowing. You wished the floor would swallow you up right then.

It didn’t, and you were swirling the dregs of your margarita by the time Bucky got back. For whatever reason, you couldn’t compel yourself to leave. Not just yet. You were rewarded, however, when he realized you’d hung around; Barnes’ eyes lit up. He bit back another smile, resuming his nonchalant stance against the bar. 

“What was that all about?” You blurted, before Bucky could say anything about the near-empty glass in front of you. His smirk didn’t waver.

“Just Nat lookin’ out for you, s’all. She got off a few minutes ago, wanted to make sure I didn’t give you too much trouble.” His simper stretched into a blinding flash of teeth. “I’m not givin’ you trouble, am I, babydoll?”

You shake your head dutifully, and you think Bucky’s face might split if he grins any wider. His smile drops into something a little more seductive as he tilts impossibly closer. “Looks like your boy toy’s a no show...Sam can cover if you need a little cheering up.” 

Body and brain exploded into disagreement; lust bubbled like lava in the pit of your stomach at his request, but you knew better. You had to know better by now - you were the one who’d gotten too involved in the first place. You floundered, managing to blubber a painful combination of "we shouldn’t” or “I don't think that's the best idea”. Bucky’s face fell, only just, but he was quick to hide it as he untied a thick, worn flannel from his waist. 

“Wilson - headed for a smoke!” He shouted across the bar to where Sam was seemingly tangled up trying to serve a very amorous bachelorette party. His eyes were steely as he looked at you as if trying to pick you apart. “Think on it, yeah? No big deal, sugar. Back in five.” 

You nodded, tracing your finger through the circle of condensation from your drink. You snuck a glance at his retreating form, however, and already wanted to kick yourself. His ass in those jeans...he’d bulked up, clearly, even in the short time since you’d stop seeing each other. And there was no way in hell he thought you wouldn’t notice. The angel on your shoulder was practically throwing a tantrum as you quickly shot a text to your closest confidante.

call me in the am. about to do a bad thing

Wanda texted back almost instantly, but Bucky reentered the bar simultaneously. You clicked off your incessantly active cell phone and put on an expression you hoped wasn’t as much of a grimace as you thought. Bucky raised a single, knowing brow.

“What’s that face for?” He murmured innocuously. You lift a single shoulder in response, working extra to keep your face neutral.

“Changed your mind?” You shrugged again, and when he was sure nobody was looking, he jerked his head towards the back of the bar. “C’mon then, pretty baby.” 

“This is stupid,” You mumbled under your breath. You don’t realize how close he is behind you, jumping a little as the door swings shut behind you. 

“What’s stupid is waiting an hour for some douche when you’ve got me standing right in front of you,” Bucky whispered hotly, already spinning the two of you so your back hit the wall by the doorframe. A case of the imported vodka Nat loved dug into your calves. 

“We split up, Bucky,” You moaned as he licked at the shell of your ear. Honestly, you were half expecting something like “i didn’t know we were together”. Instead, he pulled back for a second to give you sad eyes and a slight twist of the corner of his mouth. Regret? 

Before you could truly ponder it, he was ducking back towards you, lips pressing into yours with a fire fueled by all things left unsaid. He kissed his way down your neck, and you heard his voice from months ago: ‘it’s just sex, sweetheart. just enjoy it’. You were drawn back to the present as he tugged at your lip with sharp teeth, and you recalled his gruff morning voice - ‘I better get going’. Memory pierced your hazy brain even as he slid a hand down to cup your sex. You arched into him, and he looked positively feral even in his delight. You pushed the past away as hard as you could and let yourself melt into his touch. 

As your head lilted backward to likely smack the wall, Bucky tangled a hand into your hair. He tipped your face back up to kiss it incessantly - several to your cheeks, a peck on your nose, a handful of smooches dotted to your forehead. When he finally reached your mouth again you were laughing, breathy and floaty, and he laughed too. He chuckled softly with you even as he slips his hands into your jeans, past the waistband of your cute-but-not-presumptuous panties. He was still chuckling a little, but it was more smug than amused when his fingers parted your folds and you inhaled sharply.

“Yeah,” He murmured, so low you almost missed it. “There you go, that’s my girl.”

You pretended the burst of heat through your gut is from his palm bumping against your clit. You were halfway through a moan when he withdrew his hand, instead placing both dark metal and pale skin on steadfastly on your hips. Swiftly, he placed you on top of those nagging crates you’d been pressed against - despite the marks on your thighs you’d nearly forgotten about them.

“Bucky, what-” You tried, but he cut you off with a swift press of lips to yours, tongue sliding into your mouth with practiced ease. If you sighed into the kiss, well, you’d call it heat of the moment. The familiar crinkling of foil set your anticipation and adrenaline spiking impossibly higher. Bucky pulled away to line himself up as you caught your breath, which suddenly seemed impossible. He rubbed a comforting thumb over your hip, leaning in again to nip playfully at your jaw.

“You ready, angel?” He murmured; all it took was your assenting nod before he slid home, your body greedily accepting him as if the two of you had never stopped. “Fuuuck...missed you. Missed this.”

Normally, such a suggestion would’ve irritated you - but you couldn’t deny the feelings you had had for him once upon a time, despite the casual nature of your relationship. You knew it was mutual; you knew exactly what he missed. It wasn’t just about the sex - even in the dingy storeroom of the bar, Bucky thrusting as deep as possible with one hand stabilizing the crates and the other on the small of your back, panting into each other’s mouths, it was about the connection. Being this close with another person, especially someone you dared to say you’d been good friends with, had much in common with - the interconnection of body and soul was something else. Or maybe that was your orgasm talking.

It snuck up on you. Your toes curled in your shoes, lip drew between your teeth. “Please.”

“I know, sweetheart, I know,” Bucky rasped, face buried in your shoulder. The hand on your back snaked between the two of you to rub furiously at your clit - you threw your arms around his neck for balance as your mouth dropped open in a silent scream. “Go ahead, let go. Come for me, let me make you feel good, angel.”

That did it. Your hands found purchase in his hair as your back arched; in your desperation to be quiet, you bit your lip so hard the taste of iron crept into your mouth. Bucky never slowed, chasing his own high as well as basking with you in yours. He kissed you, a little sudden, groaning deeply into your mouth as he came.

For a moment, the pair of you were silent, the only sound your heavy breaths and the rustling of clothing. Composing yourself, you made for the door - a hand on your wrist stopped you.

“This was a fluke, I know-” You started. The desperate look in Bucky’s eyes cut you off.

“I don’t...let me try again.” He mumbled, words jumbling together with nerves. He cleared his throat - you’d never seen Bucky Barnes nervous, of all things, and humility wasn’t a bad look for him. “You deserved - deserve better, sweetheart. I want to try again. I want to...I want to do it right.”

“Buck...” Your face softened, but he tensed, fearing rejection. You brought a hand up to cup his cheek softly. “I’d love to try again.”

That nagging voice in the back of your mind was on a roll - you’ll just get hurt again, it warned. He’s not good for you.

But when Bucky’s entire face lit up and he kissed you enthusiastically, making you laugh in equal parts shock and joy, that little voice was silent.

[fantasmalforces]

@maximuses SAID: “ you know me better than anyone. you always have. “ -> From Buck to Pip :3

💜 Saying I Love You Without Saying It // CLOSED 💜

“I don’t know about that.” Piper chuckles a little, resting her cheek against his chest. He’s warm, hot even. But she’s always known Buck to run a little hotter than most. It was part of the reason why she fervently sought snuggles with him after a good romp. He complained and ribbed her a little, but she figured by the way he used to wrap his arms around her and pull her in that he didn’t mind it as much as he let on. If anything, she figured that Buck actually enjoyed it. He liked being shown affection. Especially from someone as familiar as her. It brought back old memories - not necessarily good or pleasant to remember, but he found it something of a comfort to reflect on the little details of those old ordeals.

Like how she’d been there.

“I figure if I knew you better than anyone, I would’ve...” She trailed off and Buck paused tracing circles on her back with his fingers to glance down at her and meet her eyes. She didn’t need to say anymore. He knew what she meant. One night she was leaving him with affectionate kisses that tasted of menthol and warm touches on his flushed skin, and the next it seemed like she was crushing his ribs trying to perform CPR through tears as his mind melted from an overdose. He didn’t remember much except the pain the blurred surroundings and her muffled screaming, but he did remember how he came to with her crying into his lap and yelling at him how he was fucking stupid. And he had to agree. He was pretty stupid. Because it had really taken him that long to realize that she was-

Stop right there. We don’t use those words. Too intimate. Too vulnerable. No.

“’m alright now, lamb chop.” He reassured with surprising softness, reaching up to brush the pads of his fingers through the short, cropped hair of her undercut, then through the longer black strands of her hair. He dipped his chin to rest his mouth against the top of her head. There was a strong, squirming urge in his chest to press a kiss to the crown of it, but... that felt too personal. Though, was that really such a bad thing with her? It felt like they’d been doing this song and dance around each other for... weeks? Years? He wasn’t sure how to quantify it. Hell, he barely knew how to describe their relationship. Friends? Friends with Benefits? Partners- No. Stop thinking like that.

“I hope so.” She was quiet for a moment, purring as Buck gently scratched her scalp. She moved closer, the little smile on her lips shrinking a bit, her pupils dilating as she looked deep into his eyes and made his breath hitch. “I don’t wanna lose you, Bambi.” Her hand was resting over his heart and fuuuck he kind of liked the way she looked at him like that, and the way his name sounded on her lips, and the way her lips were so close. Fuck... would it really hurt to be a little vulnerable with her? She’d already seen him at his worst.

“Thumper...” he breathed, eyes lidding a bit as he leaned in. Piper reached a hand up to caress his cheek.

“It’s okay... You can do it. You can kiss me.” She nodded, tilting her head a bit as she was just a hair’s breadth away. She closed her eyes, melting into him. “You can have all of me, Buck.”

[animesmutfest]

So is noone else going to acknowledge how fine this man is? No? Okay I’ll do it for you. ✍🏽

Vulcan (aged up to be 21 since he’s 18) x Reader

This is much needed personally...

Prompts: “I thought we could do more than just kissing” and “don’t run from me baby girl, take it”

Type: Needy sex

It was a nice day outside so you decide to hit the park for a bit to get a good run in before getting cozy at home. You throw on your shorts, sports bra, and shoes before heading to the park near your house. About a mile into your run you see your best friend Vulcan running your way. He flags you down as you remove your headphones and halt your running. “Hey y/n! How it’s going he says panting. Hands on your hips you reply with “it’s going... how about yourself?”you say panting yourself as your eyes trail down his shirtless body. And good God he was never lacking. His abs has a sheet of sweat on them causing his skin to have a glow to it. You snap out of it and ask what he had said, you weren’t paying attention. “Oh I was just saying we should catch up tonight. How about I come over and we can do dinner and a movie.” He says smiling. “How about dinner and wine?” You ask lifting an eyebrow smirking. He chuckles and agrees “well it’s a date then, I’ll see you at my house around 5:30” you say before jogging away. He smiles to himself happy to get to hang out with you. You both have been best friends for over 6 years and there had been several times where you both felt that you wanted more but shoved aside your feelings as to not effect the friendship. Typical love story I know but not every love story includes a drunken make out session a month before this day. You both had had one too many and one thing led to another and then you found yourself on is lap making out with him. He stopped himself from going any further with you and had a taxi take you home so you didn’t have to have regrets (such a fucking gentleman). Anyway back to today. After your run you go home to shower and think of what to cook. You decide on a really nice vegan meal you tried a few weeks back. Turning on some music you as you get dressed throwing on some shorts and a oversized sweater with a turtle on it. You make your way to the kitchen as you get out all the things you’ll need as well as pouring a glass of red wine and changing the music to something more sensual. While cutting up the veggies you find yourself dancing a bit so you don’t even hear the door open and close. Vulcan walks towards the kitchen as the music plays with you singing along. He admires the view of your curves and how they moved to the beat before sneaking behind you, he bends down behind you a bit. “Nice moves” he yells loud enough for you to notice him. You jump hard turning around and playfully hitting him in the chest. He grabs your wrist and pulls you into him chest looking at you. You hug him pressing your face into his shirt. “I missed you” you say. He hugs you back squeezing tight as he kisses your head. You look up at him meeting his blushing face. Your face red as well from being held by him. Without thinking about it too much you grab his face caressing it before wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him into a tender kiss. He pulls away slowly seeing your eye lids low and filled with lust. He kisses you again with more passion than before with his hands rubbing up your sides. After making out a bit he pulls back again, both of you panting. “I-im sorry y/n I’ll stop now before things escalate” he says looking away blushing.

You grab his gaze before he could put distance between you both “I-I though we could do more than just kissing” you say seductively grabbing a fist full of his shirt with your hands. He grabs you by your neck and kisses you passionately, sliding his tongue in your mouth, and you happily accept it. You moan into the kiss and throw your arms back up around his neck biting his bottom lip. Wasting no time your hand slides down his sweats as you palm his dick. Your eyes widen at how big it was making you flinch a bit, he smirks kissing you harder. You couldn’t even hide your fear of his size but it was also exciting to know this monster was going to be inside you. You trail kisses down his jawline to his neck leaving marks everywhere you could to lay claim on him. He grabs your hand from his pants and picks you up aggressively, walking to the bedroom. Kicking the door open and getting on the bed with you under him. Releasing your grip you start pulling his shirt off. And he does the same throwing both on the floor. Vulcan takes off your bra tossing it as well before attacking your neck with his mouth. You moan lightly as he kneads your breasts with his huge hands. “I wanted you so fucking badly y/n and for so long” he growls in your ear. You feel your pussy throb at his voice as you push him off you and tug at the waistband of his sweats and boxers. He tenses up as his dick jumps out of the fabric meanwhile your drooling over it. You tie your hair back with the holder on your wrist as he watches somewhat nervous. You get on your knees and arch you back down licking up his long shaft before grabbing it and pumping him slowly. “Fuck” a low groan leaves his lips as you flick your tongue on his aching tip. He gently grabs your ponytail and you suck him down half way before bobbing slowly up on his dick. His moans were so sexy, so honest he was being as his grip tightened. Being a brat you go as deep as you can on his dick until it hits the center of your throat. His muscles tighten up and he throws his head back. “Holy s-shit baby~” he moans bucking his hips into your throat. You deep throat him moaning while doing so driving him absolutely insane. “Mmmmph yes baby girl suck it just like that~” he moans panting heavy. You speed up your actions and gently rub his thigh as you do so. You feel him grip the sheets next to him from the pleasure and you reach down with you other hand rubbing your pussy through your shorts. “Baby girl~” he cries out indicating he was close to cumming. Your sucking him harder than before while slamming him into your throat humming in satisfaction. “Fuuuuck baby~!! I’m cumming!” He yells as his hand leaves your head and rubs his own. You don’t stop though. His breathing all over the place as you continue to slurp him down. “W-wait baby aaahhh fuck~!” He moans as he pulls you from his dick. You keep your tongue out as spit drips from it. He throws you on your back and pulls your shorts and panties off. “I bet you taste as good as you look” he groans licking his lips at your wet pussy. Kissing your thighs softly before kissing your pussy lips. He slithers his tongue through your folds and on your clit sucking it gently. Your hand grab your breast as you slightly arch your back. He watches you from below as he devours you. “Mmmmph~” he moans as he laps at your clit. “Damn baby~” you moan loudly enjoying his mouth on you. “Tastes like honey baby girl” he say smiling at you. You feel your orgasm approaching swiftly as his tongue dances with your clit. “P-please baby~” you cry out egging him on. He understand and speeds up his movements throw your legs over his shoulder and spreading you further apart. Your pussy now throbbing as you grind your hips on his face. You orgasm was so intense from just his mouth. “Yesyesyes fuuuck~” you scream as he licks up your juices. Setting your legs down he proudly watches your body twitch before putting you on your stomach and moving your leg up towards your body. He climbs on top of you kissing your neck and back.

He takes some of your juices And rubs it on his dick, holding your waist with one hand he uses the other to rub his dick on your pussy. “I’m going in...” he says before moans escape his lips as he pushes the tip in causing you to gasp and grip the bedding. “Just relax baby” he moans rubbing your back for comfort as he slides the rest inside you. “FUUCK~”you scream as his tip kisses your cervix. The only thing you could think to do was close your eyes tight to cope with the pain from being stretched. Vulcan slowly rolls his hips into you making sure that you’re taking in all of him with each stroke. “Your doing so good baby “ he moans throwing his head back as another orgasm nearly rips through your core. “Oh no~ I’m.... im c-cumming again~” you cry out. He increases his speed just a bit to help your get there and only after two strokes you scream as your pussy clenches down on his dick making it hard for him to move. “Damn baby girl~ you look so gorgeous when you cum for me” he says before running his hands up your back. He then puts you on all fours for better support as he deepened his thrusts entering your cervix. You feel yourself pulling away from him clawing at the bedding, he noticed and grabs your hair pulling your face close to his. “don’t run from me baby girl. Take it!” He growls in your ear as he grabs your waist and fucks you with your back to his chest. He rubs your clit with one hand and wraps the other around your small body. Sucking on your neck leaving marks everywhere his mouth could reach in the position. “I’m going to make sure I take care of this beautiful body of yours from now on~” he moans into your skin. Your legs shake and tension builds up in your stomach as your pussy throbs on him. “I-I can’t take I-it anymore Vulcan... oh no~” you cry out as you knew what was about to happen. “Yes you can baby” he moans as you throw your head back on his shoulder as scream as you squirt on the bed gripping his arms. He had never seen a woman do this so it just turned him on more. “Damn that’s so sexy~” he moans and after a few more stroke he releases inside you becoming a panting mess. He lays back and you fall with him, dick still throbbing inside. After a minute or so you turn around on him and rock your hips slowly back and forth with him still inside.

He grabs your hips tightly trying to get you to stop but you just keep moving and moaning on top of him. “Y-y/n what are you doing mmmmph~” he moans gritting his teeth. After gaining some control over his breathing he sits up and grabs your legs putting them around his waist and wraps his arms around you pulling you down hard on his dick repeatedly. You lean down and kiss him as you both become a moaning mess from the pleasure. “I’m l-losing my mind baby~!” you cry out as you clench down once more. “It’s okay baby girl just let go.. a-and cum on daddy~” he moans in your ear speeding up. Throwing your head on his shoulder you scratch up his back from how intense it was. Your moans become whimpers and sobs as your body is overstimulated. He pulls your head to force you to look at him as he wipes away your tears slowing his thrusts down. Youwas drowning in emotions you had never felt before. “I-I love you Vulcan~!” You sob to him still making eye contact. His eyes widen and he lays you on your back without removing himself from inside you. Placing a gentle kiss on your lips before throwing your legs on his shoulder and pounding into you. “I love you too princess~” he moans as your minds melt into bliss. “I- I’m gunna cum again~” he growls as his pace quickens. You dig your nails in the backs on his arms as your were close again as well. Your pussy clenches down on him as if it were life or death. “Aahhh god~” you yell letting the pleasure wash over you. Big daddy Vulcan wasn’t too far behind as he slams into you a few more time before unloading inside again. “S-so fucking... good~” he moans as he rides out his high. His movements come to a halt as he releases your legs and lays on your chest panting with you. Your eyes flutter realizing what just happened. “T-that really just happened...” you say panting. He weakly looks up at you “any regrets?” He asks with worry on his face. “Are you kidding me?! Hell no. I’ve waited years to have this with you” you say chuckling a bit. “Well then I don’t have any either” he replies leaning up and kissing you tenderly. “Your mine now” he says. “And your mine” you reply.

Great... now I have to do more with him🤧

[lunarliza]

Dirty Little Secret | Chapter 4: Ferry Tickets

fuckbuddy!JJ x kook!reader

series masterlist | prev. chapter | chapter one

You and JJ are fuck buddies- strictly physical. But what happens when you find yourself falling more and more for everyone’s favorite golden boy even though all he can see you as is a spoiled rich girl?

note: smut ... like right under here 

“Fuuuck me,” you whimpered, face pressed down to your floral pillowcase. 

“You like that don’t you?” JJ’s hand twisted your hair as the other smacked the side of your ass while he slid himself in and out of you from behind. 

Ted and your mom went into the city for a few days while Macy was off at her tennis lesson which left you with an big empty house for the morning. You had contemplated doing a sunrise yoga on the beach or riding your bike along the pier, but a surprise text from JJ had you cancelling all your self-care plans. 

Which is how you ended up in your current position- under him, back arched, and feeling his thick cock stretch you out. 

“Mm,” you whined, lifting your eyes to his hungry ones as you watched him take you. You felt the cold metal from his rings cling onto your sweaty skin when his hands moved to grip both sides of your hips. 

“Mm, play with me.” 

JJ’s hands snaked around to your wet clit where he gently rubbed you back and forth. It sent you over the edge as you moaned louder into the pillow you were clenching. 

He came into the condom and pulled out of you, collapsing onto your side in a fit of pants. His gold locks were disheveled on his face as his broad chest heaved up and down. You laid in your current position for a few moments, collecting yourself, before springing to the bathroom to get cleaned up. 

You expected him to be gone once you got out, but, much to your surprise, JJ was still submerged in your fluffy white comforter, underwear on, scrolling through his phone. Slightly taken aback, you flopped down next to him. 

You and JJ had this unspoken no cuddling or pillow talk rule, but you decided that, after three months of fooling around, you could at least engage in small talk. 

“Why’d you call me up so early?” you asked, hugging your knees. 

“I was at the store and saw your parents getting gas to leave town. Didn’t see you in the car so I thought you’d be home alone,” he smirked, still glued to his phone, “and I was right.”  

JJ paid a lot of attention to little things- more so than you thought. Here and there he’d bring up a small fact he remembered about you like how you’d braid your hair before swimming or how he saw you talking to someone he thought you didn’t like. It was odd, but you pushed it aside. 

Another thing that always fazed you about him was why he was so open to sleeping with you. You assumed it was him getting off on the satisfaction of fucking a Kook, but the hateful remarks he made the other day on the boat with Rafe confused you. 

“Since when did you start hanging out with Topper and Rafe?” he asked, tossing his phone to the side.

You didn’t expect that question from him. “I don’t. Jade just dragged me with her because she’s trying to get with Rafe.” 

JJ snorted. “Oh Jade... she has a nice rack. And she can do way better than him, he looks like a celery.” 

You giggled at his uncanny comparison. “Hey JJ.” 

He lifted his eyebrows, leaning over on his side. “It was you that day wasn’t it? The day you caught me smoking, you’re the one who fucked up Topper’s bike.” 

You had always wondered what on earth JJ was running from the day you two met. You almost forgot about it until Topper brought up his messed up bike on the boat. You remembered hearing him whine about it months ago during class, the Monday after, and mentally put the pieces together. 

“What’s it to ya?” JJ responded, growing peeved. 

You shrugged. “Just wondering. I just don’t get this war between you guys. It’s honestly ridiculous, like what good is throwing shit at each other or punching each other gonna do?” 

The light-haired boy groaned and sat up in annoyance. “Of course you wouldn’t get it. You’re a fucking Kook. You can do whatever the hell you want- buy whatever you want, hurt whoever you want- and get away with it. Nothing ever affects you because at the end of the day, you just come straight home to your gated neighborhood with not a spec on your back. You’ll never know what it’s like to not have everything you want!” 

You scoffed and crossed your arms, standing from the bed to get away from him. “Well guess what, prick? I actually do know what it’s like. I didn’t always have this stupid life!” 

You ran your hands through your hair and avoided his gaze. That was probably the first time you confessed that out loud to someone since you moved. You heard JJ shift a little on your bed as pure silence soon enveloped you both. 

Since he was already there, why not just let the entire cat out the bag?

“I use to live in a small town outside of Charlotte. My parents didn’t have a lot but they tried to give me and my sister everything they could. My dad would come home late sometimes- there were days when we wouldn’t even see him. My mom sold clothes, shoes, hats, anything she could make at home so we could eat.” You turned to face him. “And as much as it fucking sucked, I liked it better that way than now.” 

“So what happened?” JJ peered up at you with sheer orbs and, for a moment, you forgot about his tactless, cold-blooded self. 

You sighed and pursed your lips. “My parents divorced because my dad kept having to leave and I moved homes for a few years. Then my mom met Ted and I was, unwillingly, initiated to this Kook life.” 

JJ lifted his eyebrows in shock. “You know most people see that as a like a Cinderella story.” 

“Well I see it like hell.” 

He let out a soft chuckle. 

“I know I should be more grateful of everything, but it’s just hard. And weird.” You’re back sitting beside him on the bed at this point. “Like, I’m just not use to this. I’ve never had a phone with internet until now and my mom keeps wanting me to pretend I’m some preppy fairy. And the kids here all suck. They have no personality other than their clothes and cars, and they don’t like me cause I don’t give a shit about that stuff. I really do hate it here. And I miss my dad. I haven’t seen him in years.” 

You plopped your head on the pillow and stared at your ceiling. It was nice to get all that off your chest, especially to JJ who’s been shoving his preconceived notions down your throat. 

“Well I almost feel sorry for you,” JJ said jokingly as you playfully shoved him. 

“But I get it, kinda. I don’t know. My mom passed away, so it’s just me and my dad. He’s,” he paused for a moment, “he has his quirks, you can say. We don’t get along too well, and he’s too busy working to really give me any real attention. It sucks.” 

“I’m sorry,” you comforted as he maneuvered so he was laying down next to you. You both rested side by side, fixated on your plain white ceiling. It was nice to finally talk to JJ without making a snide comment every two seconds. 

“Do you think it’ll get any better?” you asked, out of the blue. 

“You wanna know the truth?” You turned to your side, tucking your arm under your head, ready for his spiel. 

“I think we’re where we are for a reason. Do I wanna get the fuck outta here sometimes? Yeah. But I just know I’m meant to have this life and there’s not much I can do to get out. Just gotta take it day by day.” 

“C’mon, you never dreamed of going anywhere else in the world? Traveling?” you raised, a bit more enthusiastic than you intended to let on. 

JJ exhaled. “I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

The two of you laid in a comfortable silence for a while longer. There was, finally, an air of understanding between you.

“Why don’t you come to our side then?” JJ asked after a few minutes. “If you hate it here in Kookville so much, why don’t you try the other end for a change?” 

“I don’t know. My stepdad thinks The Cut is literally a death wish. He wouldn’t even let my mom go grocery shopping near there. It’s honestly kinda weird to me why he hates it so much.” 

“And he never told you why?” 

You shook your head and JJ retreated in thought. “I think he’s hiding something. Probably has a mistress over there to be honest.” 

You laughed and hit his stomach. “No! Him and my mom are literally attached by the hip! I don’t know... One day Macy went over to see a friend she met and he just flipped. Went over, took her away and everything. Maybe he’s just classist. I mean, he’s old money so I wouldn’t be surprised. But if he is then he wouldn’t have married my mom.” 

“Maybe...” JJ muttered. “I still think he’s hiding something. Could be drugs. You know I see Kook guys come over for coke sometimes. Then, on their lunch breaks, their dads come for the same thing. Father and son bonding if you ask me.” 

“Well, whatever it is, we can add this case to our mystery book,” you laughed. A real, heartfelt laugh. 

You and JJ spent the remainder of the morning talking about your lives, learning how wrong you each were about the other. He told you about the Pogues and how his friend Kiara, who you recognized from school, hangs out with them despite being wealthy herself. On the other hand, you continued to complain to him about all the stuck up nonsense your mother would make you do- to which he actively listened and pitched in his own amusing opinions. 

“What do you need etiquette lessons for? How hard is it to stick your pinky out when you drink?” 

The topic then switched to Topper and his crew. You settled on calling them the Veggie Tales which made you both erupt in laughter. “What was your first time like?” you asked bluntly. 

He threw you an odd look, but continued. “Tourist at a party. I was 15 and I think she was 17? I dunno, but she sure showed me the ropes that night.” He beamed up at the ceiling, thinking back to the time. 

“Aren’t all first times supposed to be really awkward and bad?” 

“Maybe. I don’t really remember it. Just her. She was fine as hell,” he had on his dreamy eyes. “What was your’s like?” 

You let out a sharp breath. You’d never told anyone about it until now. “Before I left the city I was dating this guy for a little while. He came from farmers, so we did it in his uncles barn.” 

“Aw, how romantic,” JJ commented before you smacked him with a decorative pillow. 

“Ow! What? I thought every girl’s dream was to do it with the chickens watching.” 

Your face knotted. “It was horses. And I still have nightmares to this day about the hay sticking at my ass.” 

The boy next to you snickered and went on to tease you about your story, cracking all the farm jokes his little blonde head could come up with. 

“I should get going soon,” JJ informed when you both settled down, “Thursdays I meet Kie at The Wreck to help out.” 

Your eyes jolted. “Thursday?!” 

You soared up from your bed and checked the time on your phone. “Fuck fuck fuck!” Your hands tangled up in your hair in stress. “My debutante lessons!”

“What the fuck is that?” 

“I have to go to Chapel Hill, my ferry leaves in 20 minutes,” you explained while hastily shoving heels into your canvas bag. Then it occurred to you that your parents took your car because theirs was in the shop. 

“Fuck! JJ did you drive here?” 

“Yeah, I parked my friend’s van by the gate,” he answered, still confused at the gibberish you spoke moments ago. 

“JJ I need you to take me to the dock right now! Please! I can’t miss this ferry.” 

“Alright, alright, hurry up then woman! The van only goes up to 110 on a good day.” JJ struggled to get his clothes back on and didn’t even notice his t-shirt on backwards.

You both sprinted out your house and to the front of the neighborhood, past the gate, and towards a clunky old Volkswagen that was parked on the side of the road. You hurried in as JJ fumbled with the keys before thrusting it in the ignition and speeding off towards the dock. 

“Fuck we’re not gonna make it!” you stressed, balling your sweaty palms, as your legs bounced on the torn up seat.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry! She’s old but just give her a minute,” JJ assured before he revved the engine and flew down the street. You were concerned at how he expertly steered the old clunker at 105 miles per hour but were too anxious about missing your trip to bring it up. 

He finally pulled up to the side of the dock. You sighed in relief, seeing people still boarding.

“Aaand here we are! With 3 minutes to spare,” JJ announced, flipping his blonde locks, proud of his Speed Racer work. 

“Thank you for the ride JJ,” you said as you exited the van, “and the heart attack.” 

“Hey, you got here in once peace didn’t you? So I don’t wanna hear it!” 

You giggled and shut the door, heading towards the herd of people while you dug in your bag for your ferry ticket. 

“Have fun at your degenerate lessons!” JJ called out the window at you before speeding away. 

You shook your head with a goofy grin before getting on. 

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chapter five

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[gyll-yee-haw]

idk if you’re taking requests but can we get a fluffy smut where like Jake and the reader are kinda age gapped and hes getting older and gaining a little weight so he gets rlly insecure cause he thinks reader is gonna leave him for someone younger and “more attractive” and the reader comforts him with cute lovey dovey smut🥺 i really enjoy your writing, it hits me on another level - ily queen

HI BABY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS AMAZING REQUEST AND FOR READING MY STUFF AND I LOVE YOU TOO!

Looks like it’s soft!Jake night everyone...

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It was one of those fears that come out of nothing, you know?

Cause people ALWAYS said horrible things about you and Jake because of your age gap, especially on the beginning of your relationship

And neither of you really cared, cause you loved each other and knew all the media said were lies

But one day he realized he’s getting really close to his 40’s

And suddenly, the future seemed terrifying

Cause right now it doesn’t look like you have a gap, but really soon it will

Maybe it was all in his head, but he could see very clearly that his body was changing, and he wasn’t in a very good shape anymore

But every single time he looked at you... he only thought you were getting more more beautiful

Part of him was scared that any time soon you would stop being attracted to him

He knew appearance wasn’t everything, but was it fair? You deserved to be with someone as hot as you

For an entire week, he just grew more and more upset

He was quiet most of the time, which wasn’t anything like him

He didn’t kiss you, and barely touched you, tbh

You noticed there was something up, obviously

But whenever you tried to cheer him up, all you got was a weak smile

It got to a point that you started to think you were the problem, so you decided to talk to him about it

“Baby, if I did something wrong, I deserve a chance to apologize.” You sighed. “But I just can’t read your mind, you know?”

The surprise on his face made things even more confuse

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Y/N. I am doing something wrong.”

Your heart stopped for a second. “Did you cheat on me?”

“What?!” His eyes widened. “I would never do that, you know that...”

“Why are you treating me like this, then?” His words didn’t relax you at all

He hesitated for a moment. He wasn’t ready to let you go. But what was the point of staying with you any longer? It was only making you more miserable

“Listen.” He grabbed your hand and caressed it. It was the first time he touched you in days, and you craved it. “I know this isn’t gonna be easy to hear now. But I’m only thinking about your happiness, okay? I know everything seems perfect at the moment, but how is it gonna be in 10 years? 20?”

You knew where he was trying to get, and you hated it. “I can’t believe you’re listening to the bullshit they say about us now.”

“Y/N.” He sighed. “Fuck them. I’m talking about us. I’m talking about how unfair it would be for me to ask you to stop focusing in your career right now because I’m at a stage of my life where I really wanted to start a family.”

“What are you gonna do, then?” You felt the tears start to roll down your cheek. “Go out and find someone else to start a family with? That’s the worst possible way of telling me you don’t love me anymore, I swear.”

“I don’t know what I’m gonna do.” He tried to wipe your tears, but you avoided his touch. “All I know is that I love you so fucking much, and I don’t want to see you stuck with me while you could be with someone younger and better looking.”

“Jake, where THE HELL am I supposed to find someone better looking?” You rolled your eyes. “Do you have God’s number so I can ask him to build that for me?! Cause it doesn’t exist yet.”

You looked at each other in silence for 5 seconds, before he bursted into laughter

He didn’t laugh like that in DAYS, and only after his face started to hurt, he was able to say: “Wow, that was really smooth.”

“You’re a fucking asshole.” You couldn’t hold back your laughter, even though you were trying to be mad at him. “You try to break up with me, then you make fun of me. Stop playing with my feelings like that.”

“I’m so sorry, baby.” He smiled. “You’re honestly the only person in the world who could make me laugh in a moment like this.”

“Well...” You shrugged. “You better not let the mother of your future children hear that.”

“You are the mother of my future children.” He told you, and you got butterflies. “I promise I will wait as long as you need. But I’m serious about all the other stuff.”

“I’m serious too, even though you laughed like that.” You got closer to him and started to play with his hair. “Every day I wake up and look at you and I swear you’re only getting more handsome. I’m not gonna look like this in 20 years either, do you realize that?”

“It’s different...” He started

“No, it really isn’t.” You cut him. “I don’t know what the others will see when they look at you then, but I will always see the love of my life.”

“Thank you, honey.” He placed a quick kiss on your lips before he added: “You are the love of my life too, you’ll always be.”

Well, things heated up pretty fast after that

After all, you two spent a whole week with practically 0 contact

You jokingly tried to push him away, pretending you were still mad

But he knew what you wanted

Also, he laid on top of you, pinning your body on the sofa, there was no way you could offer that much resistance

From the moment he got both of you completely naked until the very end of all of it, you absolutely showered him with compliments, cause you knew he needed

From: “Wow, look at my man” and “Oh my God, you’re absolutely beautiful”

To: “Fuuuck, daddy, fill me up so good, I love your big cock” and “Wish I could have you inside me all day”

And him? Well, he made you cum 3 times, one on his tongue, one on his fingers and one on his cock, to let you know no younger boy could treat you that good

If I may add something else, I can totally imagine that you were fucked up enough after 2 orgasms on a row, and real close to your 3rd, to say something like: “Yes, daddy, please cum inside me, if you want to start a family, I can handle it.”

Fuck, that turned him on on levels that I can’t even describe here, but that man really damaged your insides after hearing that

Let’s be real, a young boy could never.

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

*sings* the family REUNION

A/N: A nice Klaus x Topazi. I’m projecting, and this is also comfort for me right now xx. I’m sick of this country, I want to get the fuck out, but I can’t, so this is what’s happened. I’ve thought about writing this one before, but I think what we all need right now is some tenderness and warmth, so what better way to do it than through fanfiction. This is the first time I’ve written for an OC, and I like it so far. This was initially for a black reader, then I thought, literally today “oh topazi” so here we are.

Warnings: food (and lots of it), mild drink, knowing myself small mentions of racism, mention of sex

Cheeky Tag List: @misskittysmagicportal, @super-unpredictable98, @badsext, @sean-falco, @the-freckled-luba, @iamsexytrash, @crabstick, @robertsheehanownsmyass, @frogs--are--bitches, @seancekitsch

“KLAUS, COME ON, I CAN’T BE LATE” Topazi yelled through the house, checking herself in the mirror one last time before springing to where Klaus was.

 He was sitting on the kitchen island, nibbling on some chips. His feet tapped against the counter every other second.

“I told you, don’t eat yet, you won’t want to eat before we get there and that’s forbidden fruit sir.” she sternly stated, fauxly crossing her arms at him.

“Fine, by the way, your pasta salad is amazing.” he said, making a small chef’s kiss motion with his hands.

  Topazi facepalmed as Klaus kissed her cheek, and he walked to the door and put his sandles on. Jesus sandles, actually. To spent hours making two tins of pasta salad, and he ate almost a full corner of it. He must’ve eaten some of it while she was in the bathroom, or when she was lightly scolding the cats for disturbing the resident mice. She rolled her eyes and packed into the car, but not before saying goodbye to the houseplants.

“How long is the drive supposed to be?” Klaus asked, long limbs extending in the car.

“Just about an hour. It won’t be long, trust me. You’ll wish the drive was even shorter when you get there too.” she said, smiling and Klaus grinned back at her, and he kissed her once more before shuffling over more to his side of the car.

  About 45 minutes of time passed, and during that time, Klaus had opened a plethora of tangents, including pegging, ketchup being a smoothie (to him), why he doesn’t personally trust roaches(they just look weird, and they live forever), as well as why it took so long for him to cut that god-awful beard. All the while T was swerving in lanes, and glancing every now and then at the clock in the car. Klaus sat guzzling water while talking, and she knew the question was going to come up at some point, so she slapped her big girl panties on and took it.

“Are we there yet?” Klaus asked, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. His stomach was poking out, but just barely, and Topazi sighed heavily.

“Klaus, come on. We’ve got a little less than 20 minutes left, it’s not my fault you drank all that water.”  she said, half stern, half jokingly.

“But I have to gooo. Can’t you pull over or something?” he whines, puppy dog eyes showing.

‘We’re on a highway, Klaus.” she muttered, gritting her teeth before pulling into a lane. That caused him to cross his legs, and close his eyes, groaning.

“Please, I really have to go. I’ll try to repay the favor when I can, I promise.” he begs, hands covering his crotch. T thought about it for a moment, and she’d been meaning to have Klaus eat her out again, so why not. She reached in the back and pulled out an empty bottle, and he picked it from her hands.

“I’ve been meaning to do this for a while.” he says, turning away from her and she gagged lightly, but at least he didn’t wet his pants....this time.

Topazi continued to drive for the promised 20 minutes, and she arrived at her parent’s house, cars already piling onto the lawn. Klaus quickly headed to the trash can outside, and threw the bottle away, getting sanitizer from the car. She grabbed a tin of the pasta salad, as well as Klaus, and he followed her to the front of the house.

“Are they even going to like me?” Klaus mumbled, eyebrows scrunching. They’d  had discussions about it before, and his worry was extremely valid. She didn’t want Klaus to feel left out, or bad about anything. He was still a really good lover. He’d voiced his concerns multiple times, and time and time again, she reassured him.

“You’ll be fine. If they say one thing you’re uncomfortable with, I won’t hesitate to leave this place and drive all the way back. You know that.” T replied, using a hand to softly rub his cheek. He leaned into her touch, and the door opened, right as she was reaching for the doorbell for a second ring.

“Hi! Come on it! And you bought a guest, who is this?” Alena asked, ushering her daughter and guest into the house.

“Mom, this is my partner Klaus. Also, pasta salad, which is getting warm as we speak, so let me set it down.” Topazi rushed into the kitchen, shuffling quickly into the house, Klaus bumbling after her, looking around. She opened the fridge and shoved her dish in, gently patting it before stretching mildly, an aftereffect of staying in one spot.

  T walked back over to Klaus and he smiled at her mom, who was walking him outside to meet the rest of the family. She followed closely behind, and she noticed him getting more and more comfortable. He went around meeting everyone and shaking their hands, or hugging them. T met up with her siblings, hugging them, and letting her nieces and nephews up on her hips. She played with them and chatted for a while, and Klaus came back to her, almost skipping.

“Did you know that your dad served in the Army?” Klaus asked her, a small sparkle in his eye.

“Klaus....he’s my dad. Why wouldn’t I know?” she replied, tilting her head to the side. She giggled at his look, and her siblings noticed him, and gave him a collective small rundown. She did argue with her siblings a fuck ton, but they always tended to come to her aid if needed.

  Klaus went around and introduced himself to T’s aunt that just came in, and she giggled as he was almost crushed by the force of her hug. She patted his back and looked him up and down.

“Goodness, you need somethin’ to eat, one more gust of wind, we won’t see you ‘til Christmas!” she stated, shaking her head jokingly.

  He giggled at the effort, and prodded about needing to go to a chiropractor. She cackled, and he went back to T, placing a tiny kiss to her cheek.

“This is going surprisingly well, what the fuuuck?!” he whispered, and she wrapped her arms around him, and hugged him. He placed his chin on top of her head and sighed in her touch. The moment, however, was short lived, as one of Topazi’s nieces came between them and giggled around their ankles, and Klaus picked one of them up, asking their name.

  She was pleasantly shocked at his reaction with the kids, and soon enough, the two of them were running in the yard, playing tag. She was currently in the lead, and her siblings were bounding towards her, waiting for there to be a chance to tackle her. Klaus came up from behind her and tackled her, causing the both of them to crash to the ground.

“Oh come on, that’s nowhere near fair!” she yelled, trying to wiggle away from him. He looked into her eyes, and pecked her lips. They sighed against each other and the sun baked their skin. Klaus eventually rolled off of T, and just as they were getting hungry, dinner was called.

  She ran to the backyard, dress billowing behind her, Klaus in tow, and she washed her hands before getting in line. Her mouth simply watered at the selection of southern food placed in front of her. Klaus was somewhat surprised at everything, but welcomed it happily when confronted with....wait a minute....sweet potatoes with cherries?? Topazi laughed at him, and promised to explain it to him once they sat down. Your family, and you could practically hear their thoughts “Shouldn’t he get more?”. It half sickened her to think of that though, so she found a lawn chair to sit in, carefully placing it to avoid the ant beds and tree roots.

“Okay so, what the fuck is with the sweet potatoes?” Klaus asked, shoving a spoonful of potato salad in his mouth.

“They’re called candied yams. The cherries help them become sweeter. And don’t take the fucking breadcrumbs off the mac and cheese. I’ll slaughter you, that’s the best part.” T whispered, slowly becoming more and more full.

  She went back for another serving (or two) and stopped at dessert, which was provided graciously. Many cakes and pies laid in front of her, as well as tarts, and, wait, who the fuck brought Krispy Kreme?

“Who got lazy?” she mumbled, walking back to Klaus with her plate full of sweets, and she immediately took a bite from the glazed donut, eyes closing. “Still warm though.”

“I mean, Honey only taught me to make a couple things, and donuts weren’t one of them.” he stated, sipping his tea.

  The sun began to set, and the drinks started pouring. The stories began to filter out, and Topazi saw Klaus start to nod off, and she announced their leaving. He sleepily said his goodbyes and when they got into the car, Klaus knocked out almost immediately. The drive home was very quiet. Music played quietly on the radio, and T hummed along quietly. Klaus shuffled every now and then in his sleep, and his breathing fogged the window on his side of the car. When they arrived home, Topazi gently woke Klaus, and he slowly made his way into the house, practically sleepwalking. As they were undressing and getting into bed, Klaus quietly whispered a couple words. Topazi barely heard him, and he repeated himself.

“Thank you for letting me meet your family. I enjoyed it. I’m happy I got to know the people who raised you. They did a damn good job too.” he whispered back, gently kissing Topazi’s head. She got a bit flustered from the compliment and gently thanked him as well, and the two of them fell asleep to the sound of their respective partner’s heartbeats.

Masterlist

[misc-headcanons]

finallyyyyyyy remember that pregnancy/bareback kink you wrote before for law, sanji, and ace? Can I request the same prompt but withhhhh Killer and X Drake? 👀

(BUSTIN' MAKES 'EM FEEL GOOD: Pt. 2!)

Original request with Ace, Sanji, and Law:

NS.FW BELOW!

Killer

Oh shit, you two apparently share a kink or two! Killer's occasionally caught himself staring at your hips and stomach, wondering (or daydreaming) about what you'd look like with a plump pregnant belly. He'd try his best to keep those thoughts and desires a secret, though; the life of a pirate meant danger for not just him, but all of his loved ones. He wouldn't know whether to find a secluded island for you to raise your child, or whether to take you two with him so he could protect you two personally. He wouldn't be constantly worrying about you two and he could actually spend time with his family, but…the Victoria Punk (and its crew) was definitely not baby-proofed. 

All of his long-term worries disappear though when he hears you crying out his name when he slowly enters you, specifically when you let slip a particularly naught bit of dirty talk that shocks him so much that he actually pauses for a moment to register what you just said:

"Fuuuck, Killer, knock me up, baby…"

"...Wh-...What?"

At first you're worried that you weirded him out, but the fact that you'd felt his cock twitch inside of you after saying that seemed a bit contrary to that. When you sheepishly say that you've always had a little, teeny-tiny fetish for getting filled up with his cum and getting bred by him, you feel his cock twitch once again and see the blush on his cheeks.

Before you can ask if that makes him uncomfortable, he buries his face between your breasts and nips his way up to your neck while he bucks into you at a passionate and feverish pace. In between the sloppy kisses he's giving you, he moans and confesses that he's secretly been fantasizing about the exact same thing. 

As he quickens his pace, he murmurs praises and tells you in a low voice exactly what he's been wishing he could do for so long. He wants to feel your tight sweet little cunny wring every drop of cum from his cock, and see just how beautiful you look when you're knocked up--legs shaking, your entrance twitching as a few drops of cum manage to escape your overstuffed body…You've heart him talk dirty before, but fuck, he was being absolutely filthy. 

When he finally bottoms out and cums inside of you, he's so overwhelmed by the feeling of warmth and pleasure that he just collapses on top of you for the entirety of his orgasm. His eyes are rolled back slightly, and in the moment he doesn't feel self-conscious at all about the blissful smile on his face as he feels his cum flooding your womb. It actually takes him a while to find the strength in his legs to pull out; to be honest, he might actually fall asleep cuddling you with his cock still buried inside you. Every inch of you is just so comfortable, inside and out~

X-Drake

YOU FUCKING KILLED HIM. When you first tell him about this kink of yours, he fucking blacks out and falls over the side of his ship. He'd always believed that using some kind of protection during sex was the "gentlemanly" thing to do, especially since he thought that pulling out and cumming on your beautiful body was disrespectful. So when you shyly tell him that you'd like to have him inside of you, he's absolutely shocked.

Once he's hauled back onto the ship, he can barely look you in the face without his cheeks turning bright red...and if you looked down, you'd notice his erection plain as day through those tight leather pants. He'd take you by the hand and quickly "escort" you to your shared bedroom and immediately lock the door behind you (a gentleman ALWAYS makes sure that nobody will interrupt he and his beloved during their…"intimacy"). 

He's a little ashamed of being turned on by doing something so vulgar, and part of him thinks he doesn't deserve to "stain" you by filling you up with his cum. But the more he imagines it, the more he wants to see it--to feel his cock buried all the way inside of you. And the animalistic, horny dinosaur in him really likes the idea of "marking" you as his by cumming inside you.

He's not going to leap dick-first into the main event though. In X-Drake's mind, he can, should, must, and WILL pleasure you with his mouth and hands until you cum for him at least once. Entering you before doing that? Pure blasphemy. The entire time he's eating you like a man starved for weeks, he's stroking himself with one hand as he anticipates entering you for the first time without a condom. 

Even as he's lining himself up with you, he's softly murmuring that he'll stop at any point if you change your mind. When you writhe under him, whining desperately for him to quit being such a "gentleman" and to please, please put his cock inside of you, he's eager to oblige. He enters you slowly, holding one of your hands and burying his face in the crook of your neck to hide just how red his face is. The moment he felt your warm, gummy walls around his tip, he gasped and had to fight the urge to cum right then and there. He's always enjoyed making love to you, even with a condom on, but...fuck, this was better than he could've ever imagined. You're just so soft and warm and so wonderfully tight, and every little sensation coming from his cock was overwhelming.

He has to start at a slow pace to make sure he lasts long enough to let you cum as well--that's always what's most important to him in bed (plus, he's never been able to cum until you have anyway). When he increases his speed and repeatedly hits your cervix, he feels your walls clench around him as you let out a frantic moan, scratching his back with your nails as you reach your climax. The feeling of your nails on his back and your cunt tightening around him like a vice finally pushes him over the edge, and when he cums inside of you for the first time his mind goes absolutely blank from just how good it feels. His Zoan-animal instincts kick in without him noticing at first as he mindlessly fucks you through his orgasm, with his pupils becoming reptilian suits and his fingertips just barely starting to become scaly with claws. 

When he finally comes to, you two are panting and shivering as you hold each other. He slowly and carefully eases his way out of you, and he shivers a bit when he sees a few droplets of his cum running down your slit. Wanting to make sure you're alright, he gently moves to spoon you under the covers and asks if he can get you anything--water, a snack, drawing a bath for you. You simply shake your head and rest against his chest, relishing in the feeling of his seed inside of you as you purr contentedly in his arms.