#Car Windows Tinting Guide

[kids-worldfun]

How To Tint Car Windows Step By Step?

As a driver, does the glare of sunlight affect your car view? This mostly occurs during the summer season when sunlight is at its peak. The best solution to reduce this glare and improve vision to avoid any serious accidents is to do car window tinting. Tinting the windows of your car is a great way to reduce the glare of the sun and improve your visibility. It also helps to protect the interior…

[carwrappingbirmingham]

The Ultimate Guide to Car Window Tinting: Enhancing Style, Comfort, and Protection

Car window tinting is more than just a stylish upgrade; it offers a range of benefits that enhance your driving experience, protect your vehicle, and even contribute to your well-being. This comprehensive guide will delve into the world of car window tinting, exploring the types of tints available, the legal regulations, the installation process, and the numerous advantages it offers.

Understanding Car Window Tinting

Car window tinting involves applying a thin film to the interior surface of your vehicle's windows. This film reduces the amount of light and heat that enters the car, while also offering increased privacy and UV protection.

Types of Window Tint

There are several types of window tint available, each with its unique characteristics:

Dyed Window Tint: The most affordable option, dyed tint provides a dark appearance and basic heat reduction. However, it can fade over time and offers limited UV protection.

Metallic Window Tint: This tint contains metallic particles that reflect light and heat, offering better solar protection than dyed tint. It also enhances the look of your car but can interfere with electronic signals.

Carbon Window Tint: A newer technology, carbon tint offers excellent heat and UV rejection without interfering with electronics. It's also more durable and fade-resistant than dyed tint.

Ceramic Window Tint: The premium choice, ceramic tint provides the highest level of heat and UV protection, along with superior clarity and durability. It's also non-conductive, so it won't interfere with electronic signals.

Legal Considerations

Before tinting your car windows, it's crucial to familiarize yourself with the legal regulations in your area. Laws regarding the permissible level of tint vary from place to place. In the UK, for instance, the front windscreen and front side windows must allow at least 75% of light through, while there are no restrictions on rear windows.

Benefits of Car Window Tinting

The advantages of car window tinting extend beyond aesthetics:

Heat Reduction: Tinted windows significantly reduce the amount of heat that enters your car, keeping the interior cooler and more comfortable, especially during hot summer months.

UV Protection: Window tint blocks harmful UV rays, protecting your skin from damage and preventing your car's interior from fading.

Glare Reduction: Tinting reduces glare from the sun and headlights, improving visibility and reducing eye strain.

Privacy: Tinted windows provide an added layer of privacy, making it difficult for outsiders to see inside your vehicle.

Shatter Resistance: In the event of an accident, window tint can help hold shattered glass together, reducing the risk of injury.

Increased Security: Tinted windows can deter thieves by making it harder for them to see valuables inside your car.

Professional Installation

While DIY window tint kits are available, professional installation is highly recommended. Professionals have the experience and expertise to ensure a flawless application, avoiding bubbles, wrinkles, or peeling.

Caring for Your Window Tint

Proper care will help your window tint last longer:

Wait to Clean: After installation, allow the tint to cure for a few days before cleaning the windows.

Use Gentle Cleaners: Avoid ammonia-based cleaners, as they can damage the tint.

Don't Use Abrasive Materials: Use a soft microfiber cloth or sponge to clean the windows.

Inspect Regularly: Check for any signs of damage or peeling, and address them promptly.

Is Window Tinting Right for You?

If you're looking to enhance your car's style, comfort, and protection, window tinting is a worthwhile investment. By choosing the right type of tint and having it professionally installed, you can enjoy the many benefits it offers for years to come.

[fairlyang]

thinking of stranger!miguel accidentally catching pornstar!reader masturbating in her car

you had been meaning to film this type of video for a long while now but never able to get one of your sex worker friends to help you be a stranger that helps you out due to different schedules.

alas you decided to do it and risk an actual person finding you and secretly hoping that they do help you.

your camera was already set and rolling with you in the driver's seat, right leg over the center console and right hand rubbing your clit. you were looking right at the camera as you moaned and played with your tits with your other hand.

the dress you were wearing was above your stomach and you teasingly would bring the fabric from your tits down, just to barely see your nipples only to leave it as is.

you could feel a slight breeze since you left the tinted window a bit down in case any perv had the urge to take a peek inside. you were already playing for a good ten minutes, edging yourself just praying someone would not only walk by but also help.

a couple people have walked past, not seeing or hearing you but it did bring some excitement as you watched them. you were starting to grow impatient so maybe it’d be a shorter video for the channel.

meanwhile, miguel was coming back from taking a jog at his usual trail and was on his way back home. he did more than usual so he just walked back when he suddenly walked past a car and heard a moan.

he stopped in his tracks and couldn’t help but look into the small opening just to see you fingering yourself with your eyes closed. his eyes were wide and he couldn’t believe the sight.

this was something straight out of a porno and although you didn’t see him, the camera sure did.

his head was out of frame and the black wife beater was stuck to his skin. his arms were out and that was all the camera would be able to see of him.

his breath shortened and he gulped, absolutely shocked he’d be able to witness something so dirty but also hot. and by a gorgeous girl too?

he’d have to get a lottery ticket after this.

he straightened up and thought of what he should do. realistically he knew what he wanted to do but he was a complete stranger, maybe it was too much.

…

but then again there wouldn’t be another opportunity like this.

he watched you for a few more seconds, admiring the way your tits bounced while you fucked yourself harder. finally he made his move. he cleared his throat and lightly tapped on the window making you gasp and turn your head to the left to see a handsome man looking at you.

hopefully it was your lucky day.

“are you alright?” he asks and you quickly nod, “i am now..”

his cheeks grow warm and he’s not sure what to do next. you give him a smile and decide to go for it, “i’m filming a video and was hoping i’d get lucky enough to get some help…”

“do you wanna help me?” you ask, looking directly into his eyes as he just nods.

you pushed the button and made the window go all the way down then reach for his right arm. he reaches inside, getting as close to your car while you guide his hand to your tits. you pulled the top of the dress down, exposing your tits to him then made him touch them.

he squeezed the right one first making you moan because another persons hand would always be better than your own. he went to the other one and squeezed your nipple gently, you spread your legs a bit more just so he could have enough space.

he was too busy groping your tits to notice, at least that was until you pulled his arm up to your face. you grabbed his wrist and slipped two fingers into your mouth, sucking on them with your eyes boring into his while you made sure they were nice and wet.

you pulled them out with a plop and quickly brought his arm down between your legs and he slipped them inside without hesitation. he moved slowly, giving you time to get use to it while you moaned and held onto his arm to urge him to do more. he took notice and went deeper, your slippery walls entrapping them while he set a fast pace for you.

“oh f-fuck- yes!” you moaned and bucked your hips up. his fingers were much thicker than yours, actually able to stretch you out unlike your own. it was just what you needed.

miguel was watching the way your pussy just took his fingers in, your wetness already dripping down when he’s only just started. what he didn’t know was you’ve been edging and just having a complete stranger do this could make you cum at any second.

you held onto his arm, holding on tightly as he pumped them faster and harder making you a moaning mess for him. he felt his shorts become tighter and he knew he was done for.

“you like that baby?” he murmurs and you quickly nod with a slight pout on your lips.

your brain was already mush, not actually thinking one of your fantasies would come true but happy they did with someone so fine. and the fact that he knew what he was doing was the cherry on top.

“such a dirty girl huh? playing with yourself in public like this?” he murmured and you clenched against his fingers.

you whimpered and laid your head to the side by the seatbelt while he continued, “so fucking wet too, you really wanted this to happen didnt you, baby?”

you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak as you felt a knot form in your stomach. you let go of his arm and brought your right hand to quickly rub your clit, feeling the strong urge to squirt, knowing you should stop but it’d feel so good.

“that’s it baby, such a good girl. gonna cum for me? just gonna cum for a stranger?” he murmured lowly, able to feel you squeeze and just watching your body contort in pleasure.

“fuck- p-please don’t stop-“ you whimpered out and felt your legs start to shake.

“i’ve got you gorgeous, come on give it to me.” he purred and that did it for you.

you cried out as your juices quickly came out of you, he slipped his fingers out and replaced yours on your clit so he could make sure every drop comes out. you whimpered and moaned as he went from rubbing your clit fast while you reached your climax to suddenly slow when nothing else came out.

he stopped and left his hand on your thigh, murmuring sweet praises as you calmed yourself down and closed your legs. you closed your eyes, deciding that if you didn’t look at the disaster then it simply wasn’t there. not only are you too tired to clean it all up, you were in absolute shock that actually happened.

your breathing was steady again and you opened your eyes, turning to look out the window and at him. he really was gorgeous and if you weren’t so beat you’d offer to suck him off in the backseat but you were exhausted.

“thank you, stranger. gonna have to make a rain check on when i can make it up to you…” you say and he chuckles.

he shrugs and gives you a smile, “there’s really no need. can’t deny a pretty girl when she needs help.”

you grinned and shrugged, turning to open your center console, grabbing a business card and then handing it to him, “well if you change your mind…”

he grabbed it and nodding as he put it in his pocket, “i’ll let you know.”

he gave you one final smile before walking the way he was going before he stopped, now having to do the walk of shame with a hard on and wet fingers.

part two

[sttoru]

omgg how about car sex with gojo?

⟣ tags. gojo satoru x female reader. unprotected, creampie, breast play. spanking. big dick satoru bcs. yes.

you wouldn’t have agreed to this if satoru’s windows weren’t tinted. luckily for both of you they were and it was in the middle of the night—an empty parking lot serving as the perfect setting for your ‘activities’.

“shit—look at you, riding this cock so fuckin’ well.” satoru grins, slumping back in his seat, legs spread with his hands on your hips to guide you back and forth on top of him. you were doing most work however, bouncing and sometimes grinding against him in attempt to take his massive length in as far as it could reach.

“nghhh, ‘toru, s’good.” your fingers dug into his shoulder and curl around the material of his shirt. the condensation on the car windows becomes more noticeable the more you two go at it. your mixed breath, gasps and moans fill the air whilst your combined thrusts make the car itself shake in its place.

satoru’s hand lands harshly on your ass once, and then twice for good measure. he relishes in the sensations of you tightening up whenever he’s spanking you; “yeah? i know it is. you wouldn’t be bouncing on my dick like a desperate and greedy little thing if it wasn’t.”

you felt like you could run out of breath at any moment thus you slowed down a bit, pressing your upper body against your lover’s to calm yourself down—the pleasure chasing was a tiring task after all. especially when satoru’s mainly letting you do all the work while he’s lazily leaning back against the headrest.

he did look as handsome as ever; the light blue dress shirt crinkled and slightly unbuttoned at the bottom to let you see his abs tensing with each grunt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows which allowed you to see every vein on his arms whilst his hands played with your breasts. the one thing that perfected that look were his sunglasses which rested on the top of his head. satoru had apparently took them off to see you in all your glory;

“already tired, hm?” he chuckles once he notices how much you’re struggling to resume your movements. his hand strokes the back of your head lovingly, the other still playing with your tits, “want me to help you out?”

you nod with a weak ‘please’, too exhausted to ride him any further all on your own. you had already came thrice whilst he had reached his climax only once.

“aww, all right, pretty.” satoru chuckles before slowly lifting your hips up and off his lap, eyes darkening for a second once he sees the mess on his dick and thighs—your own slick mixed with his cum staining his skin. it made him want to devour you right away.

he lays you down over the backseat and wastes no time climbing between your legs, pumping his length with one hand whilst looking down at your body spread out for him in such a small place.

having spent the last half an hour seeing you bounce on his cock whilst he did nothing but smack your ass or play with your tits was all for this moment—he was gathering and sparing his energy to fuck you good at last;

“hold onto me, angel. can’t guarantee you’ll be able to walk straight after this.”

[g0niki]

pick up! ── y.jw

pairing: bf!jungwon x gf!reader

word count: 1.4k+

contents: no protection(i'm just a girl), finger sucking, reader's on the phone lol, pretty tame fic idk

a/n: not my best,, but also not my worst 🤷

jungwon was annoyed.

all day he had been on ten, waking up to his clothes sitting on the dryer; still soaking because one of the guys took his out to do their own, constantly being asked to do things, having to guide the members step-by-step during recording, people complaining to him, and schedules being thrown in his face.

the only thing getting him through the day was the thought of you, his girlfriend, waiting for him at your place, excited for your bi-weekly sleepover.

and as much as he loves you and your sweet personality, he was looking forward to your warm walls being wrapped around him and your thighs tightly pulling him closer, his pelvis flat against yours and his lips marking up all over your neck and collarbones. his fingers repeatedly tapped on his thigh, getting more and more fidgety with each passing moment as the street lights dimly showed through the tinted windows of the van. the frequent red lights urging him to just run out of the car and get to your place on foot, he would go insane if he wasn’t in your embrace within the next ten minutes.

【☆】★【☆】

jungwon chewed on his inner cheek, checking his phone to see if you had replied to his message saying he was almost there, immediately launching himself out of his seat when the van reached his destination. briefly saying goodbye to the rest of the guy as he grabbed his bag from the trunk, more focused on rushing to your door and letting himself in.

his bag was practically falling off his shoulder, his phone gripped in his left hand as he fumbled with his keys in the right, ready to run into you and crash his lips onto yours the moment he could. yet to his disappointment, he entered to you lying down on the couch, dimly lit, and chatting on the phone with your close friend, hardly even noticing he had just walked through the door. won loves your friend, and he understands that she is occupying your time at the moment, but the needy boyfriend in him is more than annoyed.

won hurridly tosses his bags to the side, coming up behind you and hovering over your figure. not so secretly pressing his groin against your backside and muttering an “i miss you”, you and your friend both briefly greeting him before continuing the conversation. jungwon pushes himself up, sitting on the edge of the couch and rolling his eyes in annoyance, ready to get up until he feels your hand tugging on the pocket of his sweats. he pinches his eyebrows together, slightly confused by your action until you’re tugging on his pocket once again.

“sit we were just about to hang up.” and well jungwon wasn’t going to deny himself his girlfriend.

only a few minutes became five… and then ten… and now twenty. his patience had been run thin as he was now big spooning your smaller frame, his hand gripping your waist and he couldn’t stop himself from slowly dragging you against the slight bulge in his pants. if you had seemed to notice you were doing a hell of a good job playing it off, not even stuttering or failing to miss whatever nonsense your friend couldn’t wait til the morning to talk about.

his lips finally came in contact with the nape of your neck, your breath finally slightly faltering, your free hand coming back to grip his hip for a second, pulling him just a bit closer to you. something about you noticing his actions and actively having to fight against your natural reactions turning him on way more than he was before. he felt cocky knowing that you were desperate enough to urge him to keep going despite your friend’s voice ringing through your phone’s speaker.

“hello, y/n??”

“yeah sorry, jungwon was asking me something.” his lips tugged up into a slick smile, he hadn’t uttered a single word since you told him to wait with you, finding it cute how you quickly covered up your delayed response. his hips slowly dragged against your ass and his right hand wrapped around you, trailing down and under the waistband of your pants to trace your cunt over the thin fabric of your underwear. he could feel his stress leaving his body, the increasing temperature of your body against him making his hair stand. his lips coming down and nipping on your neck, small red and purple bites blossoming on the skin.

“soaking through your panties right now, cute.” your thighs closed around his hand, grinding up against it and trying to gain more friction. he enjoyed seeing you like this, so needy for him yet pushing your limit to see how long you could stay on the phone, and well his goal was to regret making you stay on.

he truthfully doesn’t give a fuck about how much your friend hears, if anything jungwon was definitely enjoys this. his breath grew heavier as you scrambled to wrap up the conversation with your friend.

“haha, just call me back when he texts you! won’s been waiting for me love you bye.” the moment you pressed the red hang-up button the sweetest sound left your lips as you doubled over.

“aww, i thought we were having fun there, look at how you coated my fingers.” jungwon is using this as a chance to pull you closer and slide his fingers into your mouth, sliding them out slowly before taking them into his mouth. “you taste so good too.” his hand slipping under your shirt and grabbing your bare chest, firmly groping and pinches your sensitive nubs between his fingers.

“making so much noise for me, don’t ever hold back for me pretty.” jungwon roughly moved the two of you around, laying you flat on your back and hovering over you. pleased with how your legs immediately came up around him.

won tugged his sweats and underwear down his thighs, not bothering to properly take them off and putting even less effort into moving your clothes. only being able to hold back enough to tug your shorts and underwear to the side. the view was almost too much for him, your heat glistening and clenching around nothing and so ready for him to take you. despite usually doing his best to prep you properly and open you up for him won couldn’t bring himself to do it right now. biting his lower lip and groaning out loud, the thought of him having to push past your tight barrier and feel you struggle to adjust to him.

you seemed even more desperate than him, reaching down between the two of you to line won up with your cunt, brushing him against you a couple of times letting your essence coat his aching tip.

“put it in, please.”

the look in won’s eyes dimmed even more than you thought possible, roughly pushing himself around halfway through and then slowly sinking down for the remainder. his hips not bothering to still once he completely buried himself inside. immediately pulling back out to the tip and sensually grinding back into you, his hips pushing up and leaving the feeling of his member against your lower stomach.

“look at that baby,” his hand adds a force to the previously mentioned spot, feeling his dick tap against his hand through you. jungwon felt lost within you, watching as your lower back arched and his hands firmly gripped onto your waist, giving him leverage as he pistoned up into you.

he wanted to last longer but watching you struggle to take him and be so pliant for him was sending him into overdrive.

that was until your phone started ringing again, your friend’s contact picture lighting the screen and giving won an idea.

“why don’t you pick up, pretty? wasn’t it important before? let me get it for you.” and before you could protest his finger was dragging across the screen and hitting the speaker button, your friend’s voice squealing into the mic.

you bit down on the palm of your hand, hardly understanding what your friend was saying and providing little hums of agreeance.

“that… that sounds, great.” and oh god that was enough for jungwon’s dick to twitch inside you, feeling you clench around him as you forced yourself to respond.

his hips couldn’t stop themselves, firmly thrusting into you, hard enough you have your body jump up a bit and a high-pitched noise leaving the back of your throat. the both of you shuddering and releasing at once, his warm cum painting your walls and making you whine as you drop down from your high.

“oh my fucking gosh you could have called me back later!” the sound of your friend hitting her dial, and hanging up followed shortly after.

“well, you could call her back now...”

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@g0niki all rights reserved. do not translate or post my work anywhere without permission.

[dilemmaontwolegs]

Hey love I absolutely love your fics 🥰 I was wondering if you could write a dark toxic romance for Lando or Charles or even Logan where she’s the girl next door??? I love you keep it up ❤️

Crazy For You || LN4

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, implied smut, gaslighting, dub/con, dark themes WC: 4k Part one || part two || part three || part four

It had been two months since you moved into your apartment in Monaco and you still hadn’t managed to introduce yourself to your neighbour. He kept strange hours and seemed to be away more than he was there. From what you had glimpsed, you had been delighted to see he was probably around your age and quite handsome in an innocent way. Mr Riley on the other hand was a stoic old man who only spoke to you when your cat climbed over the balcony and into his space.

Known for its year-round beauty and calm climate, Monaco had welcomed you with a comfortable breeze and enough sun to warrant leaving the house without a jacket, even at dusk on a winter's night. If you had checked the weather reports you would have seen that a storm was quickly blowing in from the coast - arriving by the time you had finished having a few cocktails with your new friends. 

Christmas lights twinkled around the shop fronts as you exited the bar and nutcrackers stood proud in doorways. You always loved Christmas and seeing the smiles it put on children’s faces but there were no children out this late. 

“Are you sure you don’t want a ride?” Luke asked as he twirled his keys around his finger. “It’s about to start raining.”

“She’s good,” someone answered for you and you looked over to see your elusive neighbour at your side, his hand coming to rest in the small of your back. “I can take her home.”

“You didn’t tell us Lando was picking you up.”

Your mouth was dry and you didn’t know what to say as the liquor, or his presence, left you confused. Lando, you stored that piece of information away and tried to figure out why it sounded so familiar. 

“I was just out doing some Christmas shopping and about to head home,” he said with a smile. “Ready?”

“Uh, yeah,” you mumbled as you let him guide you away from your friends.

“Are you sure?” Luke asked with a frown. “You don’t look comfortable. Do you even know him?”

“Kind of, I’m just surprised,” you assured him. “Lando is my neighbour.”

“Okay, well, text me when you get home.”

You gave Luke a nod and waved to the others before going your separate ways.

“Are you cold?” Lando asked, already slipping his arms out of the jacket he wore over a dark hoodie. 

The alcohol had made you numb to the temperature but you let him drape it over your shoulders anyway, wrapping you in the decadent scent that came along with it. 

“Thanks.”

“Any time, it’s what neighbours do.”

“I don’t think Mr Riley would,” you teased.

“The grumpy old guy in 4C? We just call him Carl, like the movie Up.”

You smiled awkwardly and toyed with the zip on the jacked. “I’ve never seen it.”

“What?” He pulled you to a stop and grabbed your shoulders with a serious look on his face. “This just won’t do. I cannot be seen with someone who hasn’t watched Up!”

“Oh,” you mumbled as you started to take off his jacket and hand it back. 

“What are you doing, you muppet?” He grabbed the jacket and put it back on your shoulders before opening the door to a very expensive looking car. 

“I thought you meant…”

“It’s fine, I have tinted windows,” he teased. “As soon as we get home though, we’re watching the movie.”

Lando followed you inside without an invitation but you could hardly turn him away with his boyish smile and mop of curly hair that sprung out of his hoodie when he pushed it back. “This makes sense,” he chuckled as he stuck his head in the bedroom, pointing to the wall that your bed was pushed against. “Our apartments are mirrored. I thought I woke up to a voice a few times. Do you watch Friends?”

Your head tilted at the odd question. “Why do you ask?”

“You sing ‘smelly cat’ a lot.”

Mortification hit you and you felt your face burn as you turned to the culprit walking through your house with a loud purr. “That’s Eddie. Do you have any pets?”

“No, I’m always travelling for work and I’m not very good at looking after myself let alone another living thing. Do you actually know how to use those things?”

You looked at the kitchen where he was pointing to the appliances. You had planned to make some Christmas cookies over the weekend and had the stand mixer ready on the benchtop. You thought he was joking but he was genuinely intrigued by the inquisitive look of wonder on his face. “Cooking relaxes me,” you said with a shrug. “You probably have plans already but if you want to come over and-”

“Absolutely, say no more, I’m in.” He crossed the living room and dropped into the middle cushion of the three seater sofa and patted the space beside him with one hand, the other reaching for the remote. “You do have Disney+, right?”

 “You really do like to make yourself comfortable, don’t you,” you joked as you took a seat beside him. 

“I’ve been told I can be a bit much,” he said with a small frown, placing the remote down. “Should I go?”

“No, no, I appreciate the company,” you said as you caught his arm to stop him from going. “Being alone in a new country is a little isolating, it’s nice having someone here.”

He settled back into the seat and sent you a grin as he searched for the movie. “Anytime you need someone to talk to, you can just knock three times.”

The weeks before Christmas were a madhouse. Work kept you busy as well as the many requests to go home for the holidays, but it just wasn’t going to be feasible to take leave so soon after starting. You knew your parents were going to be disappointed but you promised them you weren’t going to be alone for Christmas.

You had eventually found out why Lando’s name was so familiar when Luke explained who he was and why he was away so often. But since the race season was over he had plenty of time to spend at home, yours and his.

Just like every other evening, you knocked three times on the living room wall knowing Lando would be able to hear it despite the special Christmas Eve stream he was on. It was the last one of the year and he wished everyone a Merry Christmas before the live feed of him playing Counter Strike came to an end. 

“Ouch, Eddie, fuck,” Lando swore a few minutes later as he knocked at your door. “Stop it.”

You opened the door to the frequent occurrence and took the hissing Eddie from his outstretched arms before he could get clawed again. Your ginger cat seemed to hate Lando for some reason, or maybe it was because he was always bringing the escapee back home to you.

“I think you should just move in with me,” Lando joked as he followed the mouthwatering scent into your kitchen. He came to your house for dinner most nights after finding Eddie on his balcony and usually stayed for a movie. That routine had changed slightly when the movie he chose one night was Friends With Benefits. There had been a moment after a sex scene when you both looked across at each other and the idea had passed between your eyes. 

He cleared his throat and you realised you had been staring at him for too long. “Eddie likes my place better.”

It clicked, he wasn’t actually asking you to move in with him. But for a moment you had considered it.

“Right, Eddie,” you laughed at your idiocracy. “I really don’t know how he keeps getting out. I must be going crazy because I’m sure I locked the window this morning.”

You both looked at the window that opened onto the balcony, the skies dark with another storm. “Maybe your cat is a genius and learned how to open it?”

You rolled your eyes but managed a laugh at his attempt to make you feel better while you readied two plates and took them to the table where he sat. “Maybe I should change his name to Houdini.”

“Better than Ed the Ginger.” Lando grinned as he pulled you onto his lap and scooped up a dollop of creamy mash potato with his forefinger, holding it up to your mouth. You sealed your lips around his finger and swirled your tongue around the tip, watching the blue of his eyes be swallowed by his pupils. “Naughty girl, you’ll be getting coal this year.”

Your head fell back with a laugh.“Who are you? Santa Claus?”

“Well, you are sitting on my lap, aren’t you?” He winked and his tongue rolled across his bottom lip. “Wanna see my North Pole?”

“Oh my god, eat your dinner,” you giggled. “We still have to watch A Christmas Carol and Nightmare Before Christmas!”

You had both written a list of all the Christmas movies you wanted to watch and they were the last two left. It was just in time as midnight was going to come all too soon and you wanted to be tucked up warm in bed when the storm hit.

A loud crash had you jolting awake and you blindly reached across the bed in search of Lando to find it empty. Panic gripped you as you wondered if you were being broken into and a scream almost erupted when your light flipped on and Lando rushed in soaking wet. 

“Holy shit, you’ll never believe what just happened!”

You stumbled into the living room where Lando threw an arm out to save you from stepping on the glass that covered the floor. The doors that opened out onto your balcony had been completely shattered during the storm and you shivered as the cold wind and rain blew straight into your home. A huge puddle was quickly spreading across the carpet and it was making its way to the Christmas tree in the far corner while you were still in shock. 

“The presents!” 

Lando twisted away from the pot plant that had been on your balcony wall, now it lay on the floor with the dirt turning to mud. Seeing the urge you had to cut across the glass, he shook his head and pointed to the kitchen where you would remain safe. “I’ll get them.”

Lando carefully navigated his way to the tree, turning off the power to the glittering lights, and bundled the gifts up before hopping his way back with a wince. The wrapping paper on some of the presents were splattered with rain drops but most seemed in perfect condition when he placed them on the kitchen bench.

“You’re bleeding,” you gasped as he balanced on one foot and you wrapped an arm around his waist to help him. “There’s a first aid kit in my bathroom. Can you make it there?”

He nodded and limped with your help away from the mess. “I think you should come and stay at my place until the doors can be fixed.”

“Are you sure?” you asked as you carefully used a pair of tweezers to pull out the small sliver of glass in his foot. “I can just get a hotel.”

“Ouch,” he groaned as it came free and blood welled at the site. “Not on Christmas Day, everywhere will be fully booked. I really don’t mind. It would save you from having to pack a bag.”

“If you’re sure…”

He smiled at the silly Spider-Man bandaid you placed over the wound before running the back of his knuckles across your cheekbone. “I am.”

You shivered at his cold touch and remembered how wet he was when you woke up. “What were you doing up anyway?”

He bit his lip and looked away sheepishly. “I was putting a present under the tree when a flower pot blew through the door.”

“Oh, wow, that wind must be insane. I hope all the boats are safe out there,” you mused, knowing some people lived on the mariner. “Wait, you got me another present? Lando, there’s already too many.”

“I wanted to spoil you,” he said with an unapologetic shrug. “You have single handedly kept me fed for weeks. You may have put a few restaurants out of business too.”

“You weren’t that bad were you?”

“You have no idea,” he chuckled. After testing his foot he took your hand and led you back to the presents to find a thin box that hadn’t been under the tree when you went to bed. “It’s after midnight, you know, you could open it.”

You took the box, surprised by the weight it had, and untied the pretty bow on top. The delicate silver writing drew a gasp and you looked at Lando with wide eyes. “Tiffany? I can’t open this, it’s too much.”

“Go on,” he urged as he placed your hand on top of the lid and gave it a squeeze. “Please, for me.”

Your fingers slipped twice as you tried to open the hinge and Lando’s hand enveloped yours, lifting it open to reveal the beautiful necklace within. The teardrop gemstone was the same shade as his eyes and it hung from a white gold chain that was polished to shine impossibly bright, even in the dim light. 

“Lando, it’s beautiful,” you whispered in awe as he lifted it up and stepped behind you to drape it around your neck. The weight of the stone settled in the centre of your chest and you turned to face him with a sincere, “Thank you.”

“So..?” He bit his lip as he showed you the empty box, a question written in the silk lining. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

It wasn’t until the week after New Years that a glazier would be able to fix your doors. The holidays had left a backlog of people needing repairs but supply chains had been delayed too. Once the doors were finally fixed you realised the carpet was beyond repair and that took another week to have done.

It was strange to go back home after nearly three weeks of living in Lando’s apartment. It was too quiet.

“Babe, have you seen my hairbrush?” You had looked through the bathroom drawers he had cleared out for you to use but there was nothing left. You went back to your apartment and did another search but it wasn’t there either. It wasn’t the first thing you had lost going back and forth and you were beginning to worry.

“I’m sure it will turn up somewhere, love,” Lando said as he paused his game and turned to his friend in the simulator behind him. “Max probably used it.”

“Did not,” his friend replied with an indignant splutter. “Didn’t I see you singing into a hairbrush?”

“You’ve been experimenting with drugs again,” Lando snorted. With a resigned sigh, you decided your hair was decent enough to get away with at work and Lando tipped his head back so you could give him a kiss goodbye. “I’ll order dinner tonight. Chinese?”

“Sounds good,” you said as you gave Max a wave on the way to the door. “Try not to let him sit there all day, you know how his back gets.”

“Yes, yes, Lando has an old man’s back. I’ll make sure he moves his ass at some point,” Max joked. “Have fun at work.”

You screwed up your face at the sarcasm and their laughs followed you out of the apartment. You weren’t sure they had actually moved all day as they were still in the same spots when you got home. You had crossed paths with the delivery man in the lobby and your arms were laden with the takeaway Lando had ordered.

“How many spring rolls did you order?” you murmured as you kept unpacking more and more of the small styrofoam boxes with the treat.

“He’s going for a record,” Max said with a roll of his eyes. Ten minutes later Lando groaned, holding his stomach tightly. “I told you to stop.”

You had quickly showered and changed into some comfortable clothes and found most of the boxes empty when you joined them at the table. “How many has he had?”

“18, and he’s got no chance,” Max bet, reaching over to steal a spring roll for himself and swiping it through the sweet chilli sauce. “You’ll thank me later. Ah, fuck.” Max looked down at the red blotch on his white Quadrant shirt before sauntering off down the hall. “Mate, do you have any more stain remover? This one’s empty.”

“Yeah, under the sink there should be another bottle,” Lando yelled back, dropping his fork onto his plate in defeat. “I think I’m gonna be sick.”

“Why the hell do you have cat food?” Max appeared in the living room with the same brand of pet food you bought for your cat. 

“That’s not mine, obviously.”

You looked at Lando, who was rubbing his full stomach and as reclined back as much as the chair would allow. “It’s not mine.”

“You brought it over during the storm, remember?”

“No I didn’t.” You hadn’t wanted to disrupt Eddie’s routine and fed him at home each morning before work.

“Yes, you did.” He laughed as he tapped your temple gently. “You have a terrible memory, love. You can’t even remember where you left your hairbrush.”

You didn’t have an argument for that, since you still hadn’t found it. You were sure you hadn’t brought any cat food over, but maybe he was right. You did seem to be a little confused lately.

“I think I need an early night,” you admitted as you cleaned up the dishes. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“You’re not staying?” Lando asked with a pout as he joined you at the sink, wrapping his arms around your waist and peppered your neck with soft kisses. “Who am I going to cuddle with?”

“I’m sure Max wouldn’t mind a snuggle,” you teased him as you turned in his arms. “I have an early start tomorrow but I can stay tomorrow night.”

He groaned at the thought of sleeping alone and held you tighter so he could have you in his arms a little longer. “Fine,” he huffed, relinquishing his hold on you and filling the kettle. “I’ll make you a chamomile tea so you sleep better.”

You smiled at his sweetness and savoured a few more minutes of kisses before the water boiled and he scooped out a few spoons of some boutique tea leaf mix he swore was the best sleep tea money could buy. Given how rich he was, you believed him.

Placing the hot mug in your hand, he bit his swollen lip and nodded to the front door. “Go before I tie you to my bed and never let you leave.”

“You wouldn’t,” you laughed, rolling your eyes as he winked. “Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, love, sweet dreams.”

Something disturbed your sleep and you rubbed your eyes as you woke up well before your alarm. You reached for the lamp beside your bed and accidently knocked into the cup of tea you hadn’t finished before falling asleep, the cold liquid sloshing over the side before you caught it and froze. 

Your bedroom door creaked open but it was too dark to see who it was. Your heart hammered in your chest as you tried to think of what to do before the shadow reached the edge of your bed. Your throat was so clogged with fear you couldn’t even scream, your hands trembled and closed them into fists before banging on the wall behind you, begging Lando would wake up at the sound.

Bang, bang, bang.

The figure lunged onto the bed, pinning you down with their weight and slamming your fists into the mattress. “Shh, love, it’s me.”

You relaxed as Lando’s voice soothed you, but the fear soon crept back up your spine with an icy shiver. “How did you get in here?”

“You forgot to lock your door,” he whispered as your wrists began to ache from the hold he had. “I was coming to check in on you.”

“No, I didn’t,” you said as you tried to shake him off. “I know I locked it. I know…I…I’m not crazy. Get off me, get off me right now.”

“You were meant to be asleep, love,” he groaned as his hands tightened to the point a pained cry escaped your gritted teeth. 

“Why are you doing this?” you whimpered as he kissed your neck, but you couldn’t feel anything but repulsion. 

“You should have just moved in with me, we are meant to be together.”

“You’re crazy,” you spat as you tried to buck your hips and throw him off but he was too strong. “Help! Somebody, help!”

His hand clamped over your mouth and you bit him as hard as you could before kicking and climbing away. 

“I’m not the crazy one, that’s you, love,” he laughed. “You’re my girlfriend, you’re sick, but I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“You are fucking insane!”

“No, no, sweetheart, I’m trying to help you, remember?” 

You froze in the doorway as you saw a cutout of your key on the kitchen bench, along with your hairbrush, phone, a negligee and dressing gown. All things you had been convinced you had lost in the last few weeks.

“Why are you doing this?” you repeated as you backed away from your boyfriend. He was someone you had trusted, someone you thought had fit perfectly into your new life - but he had been messing with you this whole time. Max and the cat food came to mind. “Eddie…he used to go to Mr Riley’s house.”

“Couldn’t have that,” Lando tutted with a shake of his head as he took a step closer, “not when he was going to help me get close to you.”

“Don’t! Don’t come any closer to me!”

“Baby, don’t be like that, let’s just go back to bed. You’re under a lot of stress, let me make you a chamomile tea.”

You swiped your phone up as you bolted but he was quicker and blocked the front door, holding his hand out. “Give that to me, you don’t want to do that.”

“Oh, I’m pretty sure I do,” you hissed as you started to dial the emergency number.

“It’s you they will take away,” he said with a blase shrug that made you pause. “Everyone knows how unstable you have become.”

“Me?” you shrieked.

“You’re barely holding it together now. They aren’t going to believe anything you say.” He opened his arms as if to say, I’m famous and you are no one. Unfortunately, he was right. “Come on, love, let’s go back to bed.”

He took the phone from your limp hand and locked it before slipping it into his pocket. You were so confused that you had no idea what to do when he guided you back to the bed, turning the sheets down before tucking you in gently. “I love you,” he whispered as he kissed your forehead and handed you the cold mug. “Drink up, baby, this is all just a bad dream.”

Click here for the next morning.

[abbyromanoff]

could u do a golden retriever/black cat dynamic with maria or nat, where R is the golden retriever so everyone assumes they’re the bottom, but its actually the complete opposite?

GOLDEN GIRL

PAIRINGS: Maria Hill x reader

WORD COUNT: 859

WARNINGS: smut, car sex, bottom!reader, subspace, Mommy (M), if yall can’t tell i have mommy and daddy issues with the amount of mommy/daddy kinks i write, innocent!R, fingering, pet play, public sex, cunnilingus, making out, dirtbag!Maria, praise kink, degrading kink, kinda dumbficfation, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO MAKE IT BOTTOM!MARIA 😭😭 MY NEXT MARIA FIC WILL MAKE UP FOR IT ANON I PROMISE

“Are you sure about this?” You sat on the woman’s lap, nervous glances being sent each way. Her hand came to your cheek, her thumb rubbing small, gentle circles to ease your fear.

“Of course, my love. I promise you, no one’s going to see us.” The car had tinted windows, blocking anyone’s insight but gifting you the ability to see anyone nearby.

“But my parents-“

“They won’t notice you’re gone, okay? We won’t get caught.” You hesitantly agreed, sucking in a breath as you allowed her to guide your hips against her waist. Her jeans teased your covered cunt, the cold, metal button sending shocks through your body and causing you to whimper. Your grip fell upon her shoulders, your panties being pushed to the side by Maria’s wandering fingers.

“Pinky promise?” She linked her pinky with yours, kissing the tip before doing the same to your lips, leaving you with a goofy grin and cheeks bright red.

“Pinky promise.” You trailed your hands down, asking for permission with your eyes before you dipped your hands beneath her shirt, cupping her breasts and choking out a moan as her thumb pressed against your clit. She smirked, leaning forward as she connected her chapped lips with the skin of your neck, creating a suction that left dark markings along the area, and she knew you’d whine and groan about it later on. If your parents saw, they’d kill her. They never liked her in general, many people don’t, but knowing she was having sex with their child and ruining their sweet doves' innocence would only cause harsher amounts of bile in their throats.

“Did that feel good?” She asked when receiving a loud moan, your lips parting as your hips sped up. Her fingers teased your hole, dipping in and out in anticipation that riled you up.

“Mhm!” You bit your tongue to silence the threatening sound, but she wasn’t having it.

“No, baby, I want to hear you.” You threw your head back, but she slowly eased you forward by your chin, and your gaze soon met her hazy one. The windows began to blur along with your mind, and drool trailed on your lip.

“Awh, has my puppy gone dumb already? I thought you were my smart little mutt, I guess I was wrong.” You shook your head quickly. She hissed as you tugged on her nipples accidentally, but you barely even noticed.

“No, I-I’m ‘mart, Mommy.” She hummed, and you could tell she didn’t believe you. You stuffed your head in her neck, sniffing her sweet scent with a smile.

“Mommy’s dumb pup, huh? Is that what you are, sweetheart?” You sniffled and shook your head once again, whimpering as two fingers slowly eased into you. You mumbled out your denial, but she only chuckled your way.

“Shh, just bounce on Mommy’s fingers.” You did as told, whispering incoherent pleas as she added a third finger. She shushed you every time you tried to speak, insisting you weren’t of the intelligence level to form a functional thought.

“M-Mommy- g’nna…cum.” You told her, earning a pout of her lips in response. She pulled on your hair, forming a ponytail as she did so. Allowing your head to loll back as she kissed her way up to your ear, nibbling softly on the skin as she spoke,

“You better not fucking cum. Only I can give you permission, got that?” You nodded slowly, crying out with a pained sob as she forced you to ride her faster. She repeatedly hit your g-spot, and you could’ve screamed from the large amount of pleasure she gifted you.

“You think you can decide that on your own, hm? You think Mommy doesn’t matter anymore?”

“No, Mommy, I- I didn’t me-mean to-“

“You don’t need Mommy’s help anymore, is that it? Are you suddenly a big girl, you can think on your own?” You fought the coil building in your stomach with hopes of her approval.

“I-I need you, I do! I nee’ yo’ so b-bad, Mommy!” She chuckled darkly, letting go of your hair and interlacing a hand with yours. She slowly eased you off of her, and you whined pitifully as a result. She guided you to rest on the floor, her body towering over yours as she sat in front of you.

“That’s it, good girl.” She dragged out the praise. “Now, get to work, we don’t have all night.” She guided your face to her now bare skin and your lips met her clit in an urgent manner, desperate to feel her cum all over you.

You were unable to notice the camera aiming in your direction, or the crowd erupting out of the doors that you were parked in front of. But she did. She noticed everything, but she denied letting you do the same. But that was okay, you’d do anything she wanted. It was only fair for how well she took care of and protected you. After all, she was your Mommy, she’d go to any extent to keep you safe, and you’d go to any extent to make her as happy as you could.

[manifestobackshot]

Hoon who's so stressed after a Figure skating comp and just needs to take out all his stress on you <33

Stressed

Poor Hoon who can't even wait to properly be alone with you, his manager turned dirty little secret, to fuck.

    ✰ PAIRING

↳ park sunghoon x fem!reader

    ✰ GENRES & AUS

↳ smut, figure skater!sunghoon au, secret relationship

    ✰ WORD COUNT

↳ 1.3k words

    ✰ WARNINGS/CONTENT

↳ reader is sunghoon's manager, they have sex in secret, car sex, biting, pain kinda, unprotected sex, creampie, rough sex, biting, sunghoon is a little selfish

if you read, please reblog.

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It was a bad run for Sunghoon, showed up late and lost 15 minutes of preparation, couldn't land his routine as he usually does, didn't place like he usually does. As a perfectionist, this fucked him up more than anything. Even worse, his coach scolds him after, going on about how conditioning obviously wasn't conditioning him enough, how this season seems to be the beginning of his downfall, how so much work goes into molding and shaping Sunghoon into the perfect skater, and yet he still manages to end up like this.

His coach has more words to say, but as you pass by, he stops his scolding and calls you over, "Christ, I can't anymore. Do you have the manager's spare I gave you?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Just take him out to the van first, I don't have the energy right now. Sunghoon, show up at 6 am tomorrow, not 7 am. We clearly have work to do," he finishes, rolling his eyes and storming off.

You two walk out to the parking garage alone, passing by a couple cars exiting. It's quiet on the way there, not a peep from Sunghoon, only the sounds of cars, the rustling of his competition bag, and your footsteps.

You approach and unlock the team van, opening the door and letting Sunghoon in the backseat before climbing in with him. You have some room to sit, talk, and ask what the fuck happened in the comfort of idle time and tinted windows.

Surprisingly, Sunghoon is first to ask something, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Mm," you acknowledge, dropping your professional manager act and inching closer to him, leaning on his shoulder.

"Help me out," he starts, taking your hand into his and guiding it onto his abdomen, trailing it down towards his sweats, "relieve some stress for me?"

You know that the rest of the team, coach included, take forever to deal with things after the competition. Usually, Hoon would be back there mingling and whatnot for at least another half hour. Right now, you have the time.

...And how could you ever say no to him when he's like this? Aching against your hand, cold palms guiding you to where he wants you most, face flushed with frustration and humiliation from the verbal ass-whooping handed to him, instability in his voice from anger... no isn't even on your mind.

You don't even say anything to him as you gently move his hand so you can slightly roll over and quickly undo the button on your black jeans, sliding them and your panties down your thighs and off of you to place them in the front seat for easy access later on.

Sunghoon, though he wants you so bad right now, doesn't say anything as he waits for you to get ready for him to fuck you. He just looks at you, lips parted and brows slightly furrowed, overwhelmed with both frustration and need to release. His sweats and boxer briefs are pulled down just enough to release his cock, swelled with arousal, so he can spit in his hand and swipe it over his pink tip and stroke himself in anticipation.

You know he gets quiet when he's angry, and he loves to fuck when he's angry. It's nothing against you, in fact, he can express himself much better through his action than his words in moments like this.

And express himself he does when you hover over him to lower yourself onto him, sacrificing your comfort and preparation to take care of your dear skater Sunghoon, and he places his hands on your hips, pushing you down onto his length with a searing stretch that feels good only because it's him.

He hisses entering you dry like this, enjoying the warmth of your walls but missing the wetness, though, in this moment, he doesn't care. In time, you'll be exactly what he needs, he knows it.

Words can't express how disappointed he is in himself, how frustrated he is, how mad he is at his coach, or how good you feel around him. All he can do is bury his face in the crook of your neck as he lifts your hips to set the pace he wants you to fuck him at—rough and fast.

You give in, keeping up with the direction his hands are so desperately signaling to you. You look down at him as he's focused on how it feels to fuck it out, thick, dark eyebrows knitted in pleasure and chasing release.

When Sunghoon looks up, you feel the tip of his nose and the plushness of his lips trail upwards before leaving you, replacing the sensation with his teeth grazing—no, biting— your neck.

It's hard to match his desperation and fuck him as hard as he wants you when he's locked onto you like this, thrusting upwards into you. You roll your hips into him, causing the seats of the car to buck and creak with every movement.

Still, it isn't enough for Sunghoon, muffling frustrated whimpers against the skin of your neck—now purple and red—as he tries to bury himself deeper, deeper, and deeper into you. Maybe, if he buries his cock into you deep enough, he'll be numb to the anger.

Truthfully, though, it's clear that he still feels every ounce of anger in his body, and he's making you feel it too. His strokes are vicious and sharp, tip hitting your cervix every time he bottoms out. It hurts, but you let him, cause you know he needs it.

Hoon feels blissfully painful inside of you as he drags his length against your walls, face still buried in your neck, kissing, licking, and biting you. He loves the way you feel wrapped around him, slowly becoming wetter as he fucks you so, so well.

He groans, both out of frustration and how good your cunt feels as he mercilessly uses you to relieve his stress. His hair clings to your skin as sweat sticks you two together with Sunghoon's face buried into your neck and chest, breathing heavily as he chases his orgasm.

The sound of your wet cunt makes his eyelids flutter closed, long eyelashes softly brushing against your skin as he imagines how hot it must look for you, all sloppy and swollen, to take his cock this roughly. He wishes he had to time and space to lay you out and see himself stretch your tight pussy out on his cock, taking every inch of him like he know you can.

He loves having you like this, knowing that you'd do anything for him even though it means you hurt a little more for him. You ache, for his pleasure. You act, for his pleasure.

Sunghoon grips the flesh on your hips harder, so strongly that you know it'll bruise and ache for days after, a reminder of him. He grabs you and slams you into him, bottoming out every time without failure, at an ever-increasing, delicious pace.

His breathing picks up and he slides down the seat just the slightest bit so he can fuck up into you even better. Hoon can't hide anymore, moans escaping his hips as he pushes you down further, and further, until he's moaning in desperation of release.

As he's pounding mercilessly into your sopping wet cunt, with one sharp motion, he fully sheaths himself into you one last time, shooting his hot, anguished cum inside of you, shuddering against your skin as he shallowly fucks the last drops of cum out of himself.

Out of breath, he pulls out of you, letting his load drip out of you onto his sweatpants before you carefully roll over to start cleaning up.

"Sorry," he exhales, "was a little stressed."

[lustspren]

Flashing Lights ft Momo, Mina

length: 13.9k words✦

Momo, Mina & Male Reader. 

genres: threesome, anal, voyeur, hard sex, double blowjob, creampie, striptease, oral sex, facefuck, bi, double footjob, thighjob, daddy kink, titjob, dirty talk ✧ 

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Budapest was one of the most amazing and historically rich cities you have ever visited on your vacation, but the tourist spots had run out, and with that the possible activities were reduced to a very few, among them, the well-known nightlife of Budapest. the Hungarian capital.

You went from disco to disco, from pub to pub, and despite the fact that a couple of these places had resulted in a very gratifying experience for you, you were looking for something more, something that marked a before and after on that vacation trip. You were completely alone in the city, so you didn't really have a guide or someone to show you in detail all the possible places you could go, much less the ones that were most hidden from the public eye.

You had been your own tour guide for the entire week you were there, and you were determined to continue to be so even if it cost you to get into some dangerous place controlled by some random organized crime gang. That was how you embarked on a tedious search to find that place you wanted to find so much.

In order to do this, you had to get quite far from the city center. You had rented a car from the first day you arrived, so it was not difficult for you to move freely through those unknown yet charming streets. You drove for hours on a clear and silent Sunday night, turning corners and stopping at various alleyways to no avail.

Feeling defeated and with no desire to continue searching, you were already preparing to return to your hotel. Grim-faced and slumped-shouldered, you U-turned a corner, that's when you saw it at the end of a blind street, a glitzy, elegant establishment that immediately caught your eye. It wasn't too big, and it didn't seem to be too crowded either, judging by the number of cars that were parked on the curb.

From a distance you couldn't make out what was on the few but striking signs that adorned the front of the place, it was when you parked behind one of the nearby cars that you realized (with your poor eyesight) that the signs were neither written nor in Hungarian or English, but in Japanese. Now, that was a peculiar place. Your brain told you that the most logical thing was to turn around and go back where you came from, but your heart screamed that you risked discovering what was behind all of that, besides, in the worst case it was as easy as getting out of there and going back to your hotel... right?

You were completely unaware of what the hell it said in the signs, and you were lazy to take out your phone just to use Google Lens, you could perfectly well be getting into a human slaughterhouse and you weren't going to have a fucking idea until you had an electric saw on your neck. Even thinking about all that, you got out of your car confident and determined, heading to the mysterious establishment.

The windows were tinted jet black, and the door didn't give much information about what you were going to find inside, either, the only thing you knew was that the owners of the place had to be quite wealthy, since the facade was made of obviously expensive materials, dark varnished wood, you didn't know the type, and black marble with small golden veins that reminded of gold nuggets.

You didn't know if it was open or closed, in fact, you knocked a couple of times without getting a response from inside, but the signs were perfectly lit and you were listening to music inside, so you decided to stop by. Bad mistake, at first.

As soon as you entered, you entered a wide corridor with shiny marble walls, adorned on each side by traditional Japanese lamps that illuminated the space in purple, under your feet a black carpet stretched that led to the end of the corridor, which you noticed that there were stairs that led to a floor below.

As you walked down the hall to take the stairs the sound of the music got louder and louder, and the reverberation of the place made you realize how big it was and how deceptive it was from the outside. You went down one step at a time, somewhat fearful of what you would find when you got to the floor below, but when you did you couldn't be anything but speechless.

The place reminded you of a nightclub, but it certainly wasn't, it also reminded you of a kind of private club, with a large bar, pool tables, and darts, but nothing further from what it really was. There were Asian women in provocative outfits of all kinds, from super-tight latex bodies to more revealing outfits like sexy lingerie or straight underwear that left little to the imagination. Some were waitresses, others were in charge of the bar serving drinks, and others were in charge of giving dances and acting as escorts for visibly wealthy individuals.

Astonished as well as confused, you took a few steps forward without anyone noticing your presence yet. Not knowing quite what to do, you put your hands in your pockets to walk towards the bar and ask for something to drink, but a hand on your shoulder stopped you, which pulled you and made you turn around. You came face to face with a stocky Japanese gorilla with a very unfriendly face, dressed in a classy suit and with a prominent beard.

"What the hell are you doing here kid?! Huh?!" he asked in heavily accented English, grabbing your sweater with both hands. The music was pretty loud, but the man's screams still stunned you.

"Uhm… the door was open," you said innocently, knowing you could get your ass kicked for your insolence.

"Out there it says: 'ENTRY WITH PRIOR RESERVATION ONLY'!!" he shook you hard, and you began to realize that you had entered the wrong place, full of the wrong people, "and you look so fucking broke to pay for being here."

"Oh, so that's what the signs said, dammit," you sighed, "so why the hell don't you have a bouncer at the entrance?" you asked, not wanting to offend or cause a conflict, but the Japanese man didn't take it well, his eyes filled with fury, and he raised his fist to punch you, but was interrupted by a female voice.

"Takashi-kun! Tomeru!!" the woman behind you exclaimed, speaking in Japanese. The man immediately released you, bowing to the person you couldn't see.

"Momo-sama! Hontouni sumimasen!" you were smart enough to at least know that he was apologizing. You stepped aside, so you could finally see the woman. You were completely stunned by such beauty.

The woman was dressed in a sleeveless black jumpsuit, high heels and long gloves of the same color. Her wolf cut and her slightly damp hair fit perfectly with her beautiful face, sharp features and deadly gaze. Her bare shoulders were unbelievably sexy, and you didn't need to see much to realize how big her chest was.

"Ima sugu koko kara deteike!" she exclaimed again, standing next to you without even seeing you yet.

"Hai, okusama!" the man replied with his head still down, turning to walk away. You just saw everything, without understanding a damn what they were saying.

"Please excuse him, he takes her job too seriously," she said now in perfect English, turning to look at you.

"No problem," you said, smoothing your hoodie, "but my question was genuine, why don't you have anyone at the door?"

"Because no one ever got here by chance, and the people who do never get in," she crossed her arms, staring at you. You started to get nervous, "now tell me, what are you doing here?"

"I'm a tourist here in Budapest," you started, glancing at her in short intervals, "I've visited every possible tourist and night spot, and since I still have a few days left here, I went looking for something new," Momo laughed.

"Yeah, you did have to search quite a bit to get here then," she said with a smirk, looking you up and down, "I don't know if you're very brave or very stupid, if I hadn't been here Takashi would have given you the beating of your life."

"I was just curious, and I don't know fucking Japanese to figure out what it said outside."

"You do know that Google Lens exists, right?" She asked that just to reconfirm your stupidity, she didn't give you time to reply, "You know what? Normally I'd kick you out of here nicely, but you caught me in a good mood today, and you're pretty cute..." She took a discreet step towards ahead, closing the distance between you but not too much, "where are you from?"

"I'm from the UK, beautiful," you said, trying somehow to flirt with her. She nodded slowly, still looking into your eyes.

"Do you know how many men I've slapped for trying to flirt with me while I was out of their reach?" she asked, raising an eyebrow and pressing her tongue against the inside of her lips.

"I don't know, will I be one of those men?" You looked at her in greater detail, her sexy bare neck and shoulders mesmerizing you.

"Not for now..." she noticed how you looked at her since you weren't being discreet at all, "just don't be smart with me."

"I'm a good boy, don't worry," you smiled.

"Very well, good boy, why don't we go to my office?" your inner self screamed with joy at that moment, you went looking for copper and found gold.

"To your office?"

"I'm the founder of this place, Hirai Momo, my pleasure," she held out her hand, and you shook it in complete bewilderment, now that was a twist, "follow me."

You followed the Japanese woman from behind, taking the opportunity to take a better look at your surroundings. You could perfectly tell how successful and famous that place was among the people of power, wherever you looked you would find some luxurious object or some detail that made you realize the amount of money that flowed between pockets. The men passed for every possible race, not just Asian, but every one of them seemed to have enough money to buy a fancy house on a quiet weekend, you could tell by the quality of their suits, how shiny their watches were, or the type of drinks that were on the tables in front of them.

Momo took some stairs that led to an upper floor, where you entered a long corridor where the red lights were dim but bright enough for you to see the sway of her sexy hips as you walked behind her.

"This is all built underground?" you asked, as she stopped in front of a door.

"Yeah, it saves us a lot of potential inconvenience to the neighbors," Momo replied with her hand on the knob, "but it was fucking expensive."

She opened the door, and you entered a spacious room that was mostly lit by the dim ceiling lights and the light emanating from the massive aquarium Momo had embedded in the wall to the right. The first thing to enter were two long light gray sofas with a marble table in the middle, and in the background on the left, two individual sofas in front of the woman's long desk, with nothing more than a Mac and few decorations on. Floating above the desk, a rectangular ceiling lamp. And in the corners of the room, 4 plants of the same type. Finally, a big detail that caught your attention was the pole that was installed to the right of the desk, but you decided not to comment on it.

"Wow, you're doing well, aren't you?" you asked, looking at the aquarium to your right.

"Contacts are everything, you start with a small grain of sand and end up with the sahara desert right in front of your nose," Momo went down two steps and passed between the coffee table and the sofa, "would you like something to drink?"

"What do you offer, Miss Hirai?" you asked, watching her walk towards a pantry to the right of her desk. You walked down the same steps, standing there with your hands behind your back.

"Whatever you want, sweetness," she turned to look at you with a peek over her shoulder and then to the pantry, "Gin, Whiskey, Vodka, Red Wine, Rum, Cognac..."

"A red wine is perfect and it's the fastest to serve for you," you looked around, looking again at the pole and then at Momo, wondering what possible use she had for it, but the answer seemed more than obvious.

"How thoughtful," she said amused, "Le Lucere or Pinot Noir?"

"I'd love to know about wine, so I'll leave it up to you," you laughed.

"Le Lucere will be," she agreed, pulling out the sleek black bottle and two glasses for red wine, "my god, sit down, you make me nervous standing there," she said as she walked towards you.

"Sorry, I never do anything in someone else's place without permission," you sat down on the sofa to the left, and Momo immediately sat next to you, much closer than you expected.

"Same there," Momo said, placing the bottle and glasses in front of you, then opening a small bowl that was on the table and taking out a two-stroke corkscrew, "my mother always said that someone else's place was sacred and should be respected as such," she began to pull the cork out of the bottle, and you couldn't help but observe how attractive she looked.

"Wise woman, definitely."

"Yes she is," she nodded, concentrating on applying force to remove the cork, "I wonder how she would react if she found out that I get all my money from an adult club and not a wheat processing plant."

"That's a big difference, what if she finds out?" wanting to take a shot, you raised your left arm and brought it up to rest on the back of the sofa, just behind Momo's back. She didn't seem to notice at first.

"She won't, I have enough money to cover up my lies," she replied, finally pulling the cork out and setting it aside, then began pouring the wine into both glasses.

"How humble," you teased, taking the glass of wine as she held it out to you.

"I didn't work so hard to get where I am to be humble, honey, cheers," she raised her glass in a toast, and you clinked it.

"Cheers, beautiful," you both smiled, and took a sip of the wine at the same time.

"Tell me, what are your impressions of Budapest so far?" She leaned back and turned on her side to face you, deliberately pressing into your arm and crossing her legs.

"Wow, I mean... the city is beautiful, especially at night," you said, "the people are very warm and friendly, and I love the architecture."

"Any favorite place?" she asked, staring at you as she took another sip of her wine, you imitated her.

"It will sound very typical, but Buda Castle blew me away. Fisherman's Bastion is also beautiful."

"Oh yeah, this city is full of amazing places," she nodded, "did you come with any family or...?"

"I came alone," you took another small sip of the wine.

"That's weird…" she peered up at you, "usually guys like you bring their girlfriends on these trips."

"I don't have a girlfriend, and if I did I certainly wouldn't be trying to flirt with you," Momo laughed.

"Are you trying to flirt with me?" she asked amused, "wow, I certainly hadn't noticed," you noted the clear sarcasm in her voice, "you'll have to do a better job of making that clear to me."

"And how could I possibly do that? I feel like if I try anything you'll kick my ass out of here."

"Well, you have two advantages: you already took the first step..." she placed her free hand on your arm and rubbed it slowly with her finger, "and you're too cute for me to want to reject your advances."

"Do you want me to get right to the point then?” You took another sip of your wine before setting it down on the coffee table.

"Yes, please, I'd love to know if you're worth it or not," unlike you, she drank the remaining wine in one gulp, then set the glass aside from yours.

"Alright, so let me tell you that you are fucking hot, beautiful and that your back and shoulders have me mesmerized," Momo looked a little surprised as you added things, but in the end she had a small mischievous smile on her face.

"So I'm fucking hot huh?" Momo made a short pause to slowly approach your face and raise part of her thigh over yours. Your sixth sense automatically kicked in, "Anything else to stand out about me, pretty boy?"

"First of all... can I even touch you?" you asked, your gaze alternating between her lips and her eyes.

"I don't know, try it and we'll see what happens," she murmured, shrugging her shoulders for a second, and then finished by bringing the rest of her leg up on top of yours.

"Well..." you placed your hand on her thigh, steadying it and pressing it against you, Momo smirked, "your legs are quite fleshy and toned, do you do gym?"

"Occasionally... keep going," she moved even closer to your face, now almost touching your lips.

"You also have lethal hips..." you said, raising your hand to her hip and then leaving it on her waist, "and some tits that at first glance already look delicious..." there you took your hand to one of her tits, giving it a gentle squeeze over her jumpsuit and causing Momo to bite her lip and stifle a moan.

"Fuck..." Momo responded by taking her hand directly to your cock and giving it a hard squeeze before straddling your lap, "you are such a fearless motherfucker, and I love that," Momo grabbed your face with both hands and suddenly smashed her lips against yours.

Stunned at first by your unexpectedly quick advances, Momo locked her thighs on either side of your hips, and took control of the kiss, directing it into a fiery exchange of saliva that heated the air in a matter of seconds. She let out little muffled moans against your lips, moving her hips very slowly back and forth, pressing into your growing bulge.

Coming out of your little trance, you finally took action on the matter and first took your hands to her waist, raising them slowly and ending up squeezing both of her tits firmly. Momo began to move with a little more intensity, and she separated from your lips to now dive into your neck, distributing little kisses and bites that made you gasp. Your hands now went to her ass, and you were met with a pair of firm, round buttocks which you also began to massage as she ground her hips against your bulge.

Things started to get wilder with each passing second, Momo was extremely turned on and you couldn't be anything but incredulous about your abilities to have managed to seduce a millionaire Japanese hottie. She reached inside your cargo pants and boxers and grabbed your hard cock, massaging it gently as she pecked your jaw. You kept grabbing her ass and every possible corner of her body.

"Can I suck your dick, pretty boy?" she asked in a whisper against your ear. You were about to agree, but then another presence disturbed your private moment.

"Momo-chan! Kore wa watashi no ude no naka de kay-" the girl who came in speaking Japanese to your right let out a small squeal of surprise seeing the two of you on the sofa, "Hontouni sumimasen!" she brought her hands to her eyes to cover them and curtsied.

Once again, you were blown away by another Japanese beauty. The girl was wearing a lilac feather coat, a small pink checked corset top, a short pink skirt, pink semi-transparent high stockings, and pink high heels. Her shiny straight black hair, her creamy perfect thighs, and her sexy abs left you speechless.

"Minari!" Momo squealed with a scowl, "What did I tell you about not knocking before coming in here?" Despite being upset and dissatisfied with the girl's presence, she didn't get off of you.

"I'm so sorry, it won't happen again..." she stood up again, you and she exchanged glances for a few long seconds, and then she saw Momo. Her English was quite excellent, practically like a native. Momo noticed the little exchange of glances between the two of you.

"Now that I think about it... your presence is quite timely, Mina-chan," Momo said, focusing her gaze back on you with a mischievous little smile on her face.

"Ah... that's good to know," Mina nodded, but then she frowned in confusion, "Why?"

"Do you have a client to attend to right now?" Momo asked.

"Īe," she denied, "I just finished a dance for one, I have the rest of the night free."

"You see, darling..." Momo caressed your shoulders with both hands, "Minari is one of my best workers, she's exclusive, expensive, and no one even has the right to touch her no matter how much money they drop..." she leaned forward to give you another short kiss, "Mina-chan, do you like him?" she asked Mina.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Mina intertwined her hands on her belly, staring at you from top to bottom, as much as Momo's body on you allowed her.

"Don't play dumb, Minari, does he seem cute to you? attractive? hot?" Momo pushed, extracting information from Mina.

"Well... he's certainly attractive," Mina agreed, "but no part of his body is visible to me to tell if he's hot or not..." she put a finger to her mouth to nibble on, after throwing that hint at Momo.

"Oh, sure," Momo nodded with a giggle, "well, do I have your permission, pretty boy?" Momo saw you.

"For what?"

"Show her your big hard cock..." she reached between your bodies and squeezed your cock through the cloth, "which by the way is about to go through your pants and mine."

"Only if she agrees," you nodded towards Mina, who was watching everything intently.

"Mina-chan, do you want to see our guest's cock?" as she was asking Mina the question, she grabbed your sweater and pulled it over your head to remove it, leaving you naked from the waist up.

"I..." Mina's cheeks slightly flushed after seeing your naked torso, "yes, I'd love to."

Momo wasted no time in getting down to business. She got off your lap and knelt on the floor between your legs. She brought both of her hands to the hem of your cargo pants, and looking straight into your eyes, she pulled them along with your boxers to your ankles with a single yank. Your erect, throbbing cock was released, and Momo gasped in amazement.

"Woah... Sugoi," Momo murmured with her eyes locked on your cock, she grabbed it with one hand and held it upright for Mina to see, "Well? What do you think?"

"Fuck... that cock is magnificent," Mina gaped, then bit her lip, "Are we going to fuck him?"

"You just do what you always do and then we'll see what happens," Momo wasn't looking at Mina, but at your cock, which she gave a slow lick from base to tip. You gasped.

"Should I start now?" Mina asked.

"No, come with me, I need to change my clothes," Momo said.

"Change your clothes? Will you do the thing?" Mina raised both eyebrows in surprise.

"Oh yeah honey," Momo stood up, "come on, you wait for us here pretty boy," she winked at you, and walked towards a door behind her desk.

Mina walked down the two steps and slowly walked right in front of you, staring at you and your cock with a sensual look before following Momo. You stood there alone, still unable to believe where the hell you got yourself and how incredibly lucky you were.

About 10 minutes passed when Mina came out of it again, now she had a remote control in her hand, which she used to change the light settings in the room. Now these have been changed to a combination of crimson and fuchsia flashing lights. You could still see Mina perfectly, but the lights on her added a more intimate and sexy touch to the atmosphere.

She put the remote down on Momo's desk, and then went to a sound system she had installed on the wall next to the pole. After a few seconds fiddling with things, the music finally began to play quite loud in the room, completely overlapping the music outside. The song played on the stereo was Hotline Bling. And at that moment Momo also left the room where she was, and you gasped.

Momo came out taking slow, sexy steps with her eyes on you to the beat of the music. For the first time you got a glimpse of her incredibly hot body, short black corset that made her boobs show off, tight shorts that molded perfectly to her wide hips and glossy boots. Her legs were perfect, and the little you saw of her abdomen had you salivating in your mouth.

You didn't know who the hell to set your sights on, because while you were watching Momo get on the pole and start with basic and slow movements, Mina was walking towards you with the look of a predator. She finally stopped in front of you, and you had no choice but to focus all your attention on her.

Mina pushed the table back, making enough space for herself to start dancing to the rhythm of the song. You locked eyes the whole time, and the first thing she did was take her feather coat off of her, she tossed it aside, and she started moving her hips in the sexiest way you've ever seen a woman do. She turned after a few seconds, and focused on moving her butt for you, with her hands on her head to hold up her hair so you could see her neck and shoulders. She then leaned all the way down, giving you a glimpse of her sexy white thong under her skirt and shaking her ass to turn around again.

Turning around, Mina took in your erect, throbbing cock, she licked her lips, and while she made sure to enjoy herself as she danced, she removed the little top that covered her chest to free the pair of her small round tits. She was now only naked from the waist up, and that was enough to make you want to fuck the brains out of her.

Mina grinned from ear to ear, watching your cock twitch and your mouth part. She took a step forward, and leaned forward so that your faces were level, you felt her breath against yours, and unexpectedly she placed a peck on your lips before straddling your lap. Meanwhile, Momo was at the top of the pole, watching you closely, circling it and exposing her body from every possible angle.

"Hey, eyes on me," Mina said, grabbing your chin and making you see only her.

"Fuck, whatever you say cutie," you gasped placing your hands on her waist, feeling your cock press against her pussy over the fabric of her panties.

"Feel very fucking lucky..." Mina began to move on your lap with sensual movements to the rhythm of the music, her modest tits right in front of your face, "The only people who can touch me are myself and Momo-chan."

"Have you guys fucked already, then?" you asked, raising an eyebrow, at that moment the song changed to Stargazing by Travis Scott. You could tell these songs were from Mina's personal playlist for her dances.

"Occasionally," she admitted, dancing on your cock with her hands on either side of your face, she leaned forward, pressing her bare chest against yours to give you another, longer peck, "but she's always busy just like me."

"That's a shame," you leaned in to kiss her again, and she returned your advances caressing your shoulders and then the sides of your torso, letting small gasps against your lips, "you have a body to die for."

"Enjoy it while you can then, because I think you're the first man to touch me in years," she smiled, and plunged back into your lips in a kiss that you didn't part from for a few seconds.

Your hands went to her tits, squeezing each one and caressing her small nipples with your thumbs. Mina pressed harder against your cock, grinding her hips back and forth as she kept up with the music. You left her tits for a moment, letting them squash against your chest so you could now grab her ass and give each butt cheek a hard squeeze.

"Mother of God, you have an amazing ass..." you murmured against her lips, feeling the soft flesh against your fingers, "that skirt hides it pretty well."

"Want to see that ass bounce on your cock, honey?" she asked with a mischievous smile.

"I don't even know why you ask," you gave her one last kiss before she got off your lap and stood in front of you again.

Mina turned around again, this time to hike her skirt up to her waist and slowly lower her panties just inches from your face, exposing every inch of her ass, along with her butthole and her pretty wet pussy. When she threw the panties on the floor the famous change of beat of the song was present. Mina flexed her legs, put her hands on her knees and began to twerk just above your dick, not touching it at first.

"Spank me pretty boy," she said looking over her shoulder at you as she shook her ass hypnotically, now brushing your cock against her buttocks. You did so, giving her left buttock a strong spank to then take your cock, straighten it up and rub your tip between her folds. Mina stopped twerking, and biting her lip began to lower her ass slowly, impaling herself inch by inch on your hard cock.

"Oh what the f..." you pursed your lips and stifled a long moan, watching as your cock was engulfed in her warm, soft folds, and then her wonderful round ass resting against your pelvis.

"Oh my gosh…" Mina moaned as she felt how your cock caressed every corner of her pussy walls. The song changed at that moment, and the vibes changed completely, now it was Love Is a Bitch by Two Feet. Momo had been the architect of that change, you saw out of the corner of your eye how she returned to the pole, and having a more suitable music for her, she began to undress slowly and sensually to the rhythm of the music. You couldn't help but see her at all times despite the fact that Mina had started to move up and down on your shaft.

Momo's body was the perfect definition of delicious in every possible way, she started taking off her corset, knowing without even looking at you that you were watching her. The black corset fell to the floor, and your cock throbbed inside Mina's pussy when Momo's two delicious melons were exposed, perfect size and pretty nipples. Her black shorts followed, and then her black lace panties. Momo's perfect and toned abdomen was exposed, as was her round ass, which had almost nothing to envy Mina's. She just kept her boots on, and with that, she got on the pole again to dance to the sensual music.

You focused your eyes back on what was happening on your lap. Mina was clinging to your knees with both hands, her pink skirt wrapped around her waist and her ass bouncing faster and faster against your cock, which completely disappeared between her buttocks with each of her movements.

"Twerk on that cock baby," you growled, biting your bottom lip, spanking her butt cheek then grabbing onto it with your hand. Mina immediately obeyed, and she began to shake her ass and move her hips now slowly, following the rhythm of the music for a few long seconds in which you almost ascended to the spiritual plane.

"Fuck, I didn't know how badly I needed a good cock inside me until now," Mina moaned, then went back to jumping on your cock and completely ignoring the music.

You gave Mina another spank, making her shriek and begin to continually crash into your pelvis. Your hands went to her waist, clinging tightly to it and tempted to pull at her gorgeous, shiny hair, but you didn't want to go too far with a girl who wasn't even planning on fucking you in the first place.

Mina's moans increased with the passing of the seconds, she had her nails dug into your thighs, and her buttocks jiggled like jelly thanks to the constant and aggressive crashes against your pelvis. She looked desperate for more pleasure, because of this, you leaned forward to grab her thighs and put her feet up on the sofa, each heel now on each side of your legs. Her hair (which had a delicious floral scent) fell over your face almost completely obstructing your vision, but you didn't mind that at all.

In this new position, Mina clung to the back of the sofa above your shoulders, and she began to jump on your cock again. This time you had access to her breasts, which you squeezed and massaged before pinching her nipples. Mina could only moan like crazy, frantically jumping on top of you and twisting her back.

She had been doing the hard work for a few minutes already, so you saw fit to take the helm now. You put your hands under Mina's thighs, gripping your fingers to them at the level where her pink stockings ended, made her stop, and you began to pump your hips quickly up and down, hammering Mina's dripping pussy.

Mina fell back, her back now against your chest and her head on your shoulder. She brought her right hand to the side of your face, rubbing her thumb over it and looking into your eyes between moans as you pumped your hips as fast as possible. You wrapped your arms around her slender body, hugging her and giving her all your warmth, then shared a torrid kiss with her.

"Oh shit baby don't you dare to fucking stop!" Mina squealed against your lips, her thighs trembling and her breathing extremely agitated, "I'm so so so sooooo close !!" Her lips met yours again, and you concentrated on pounding her pussy as hard as you could so that in a matter of seconds, Mina exploded with pleasure.

Her cries of pleasure were muffled against your lips, from which you did not want to separate for a second while she writhed on top of you and ground her hips against your cock, which was being squeezed by her throbbing pussy walls. You squeezed her breasts. hard, and she stuck out her tongue to swirl with yours between angelic moans.

"Can I cum inside?" you whispered against her lips as you pumped a little slower, and she bit your lower lip with a small smile.

"Fuck, you're bold aren't you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow with a somewhat tired look.

"Yes, I've been told that before," you gave her another kiss, and she clung to your face with both hands.

"Do it, but you better fill me right to the fucking bottom," she whispered, and you clung to her waist to resume your frantic pumping.

It didn't take you long to reach your orgasm too, it only took a few pounds against her extremely wet pussy for you to explode inside her between loud moans that you didn't bother to hide. Mina moaned with you, and rubbed your chin as you shot your load into her. You pumped slower, making sure that all your hot liquid filled her pussy very well, and after a few seconds, you slowly came out of her with a little 'pop'.

"Does that seem full enough to you, baby?" you asked with a small smile, while you felt some drops of your cum fall on your pubis.

"Actually yes, cutie," she reached a hand between her legs, and scooped up some of the cum that spilled from inside her pussy to bring it to her mouth as she looked into your eyes. She swallowed it all, and then she got off of you to sit off to the side, "Momo-chan, why don't you come help me clean up?"

Momo, who had stepped down from the pole and who had one hand between her legs with her gaze fixed on your cock, nodded immediately and approached you with slow steps of a hot model. She looked into your eyes, and you took the opportunity to get a close look at her statuesque naked body, especially her pretty and visibly wet pussy.

She didn't take her eyes off of you as she knelt on the ground in front of Mina, only as she dove right into her pussy, lapping up every drop of your cum and eating Mina's pussy in the process. Mina moaned, caressing Momo's hair as she wiped her clean.

"Damn, you sure are fucking delicious," Momo said, licking her lips and wiping her chin with the back of her hand, "but I need that cock in my pussy right now."

Momo stood up and straddled you quickly, bracing her thighs on either side of your hips and pressing her pussy against your lying cock, which soon began to return to its full hardness. From there Momo looked like an absolute goddess that you were willing to pray to every day of your life, her abdomen was perfect, creamy and toned, and her tits were without a doubt one of the most beautiful you have ever seen. That's how you let her know, taking your hands to her breasts to feel them, and they did feel like two soft cotton clouds, which barely fit in your hand.

"Her tits are amazing, aren't they?" Mina teased next to you, patting one of them gently to make it bounce, Momo giggled.

"I don't even know what to say… fuck," you gasped, putting your hands on her waist.

"You don't have to say anything, shut up and enjoy the best ride you'll ever have," Momo said, lifting her hips up and grabbing your cock to impale herself deep on it, "Fffffuck!" she moaned out loud, once your cock had disappeared inside her.

"I'm going to pass out thanks to you two, for God's sake," you moaned, closing your eyes for a moment and throwing your head back. Momo felt tighter, which was driving you completely crazy.

"Pass out once you cum inside me, pretty boy," Momo said leaning forward, pressing her big tits against your chest and grabbing your face to kiss you, as she began to move very slowly up and down, taking every inch your hard cock in and out of her tight pussy.

Your lips and Momo's became involved in a fierce battle that even involved your tongues, you muffled moans against each other, and you began to cover every inch of her body with your hands, feeling every muscle and every piece of skin from her back, to her shoulders, her legs and finally her ass, which moved sensually on top of you.

You squeezed both buttocks hard, and after a few seconds you separated from her lips to now attack the rest of her face with multiple wet kisses, going down her long neck, her shoulders and finally ending up on her wonderful tits, which you were incredibly happy to put them in your mouth, first the right one, taking as much as your mouth allowed and sucking it as if it were a delicacy, then sucking on her nipple and giving it quick licks that made Momo moan louder as she moved slightly faster on your cock.

Momo clung to your neck with both arms, one hand on your shoulder and the other on the nape of your neck, burying your face deeper against her tits, which you were eating like you hadn't even had breakfast that day. She seemed to love having her tits eaten like that, as she tangled her fingers in your hair and squeezed your cock even tighter with her pussy. Her hip movements increased in speed with each passing second, but she made sure not to lose even a bit of sensuality, in a perfect combination of rhythms that drove you both crazy.

You surrounded her body with your arms, and letting yourself be carried away by your carnal impulses, you began to pump your cock up and down, Momo stayed still, and let out a growl followed by a long moan while you pounded her pussy as fast as you could, which was already faster than she was moving. The sounds of your flesh crashing against hers overlapped with the music, which was now I Want Someone Badly by Jeff Buckley, and you muffled your moans against her soft mounds inside your mouth.

Seeing how Momo's entire body bounced thanks to the pounds she was receiving from below was one of the most hypnotic experiences you'd ever had. You wished you could see how her buttocks jiggled, but you were content to see how Momo's heavy tits bounced.

"Fuck, you sure know how to move those hips honey," Mina said from one side of you, who just watched everything carefully.

"Holy shit yes! Of course he knows it!!" Momo yelled releasing everything she had been wanting to vocalize since a few minutes ago when you were destroying her pussy, "But I'll make him fucking cum myself."

Momo separated you from her tits and pushed you so that you supported your back flat on the back of the sofa, she also made you stop moving your hips, and planted both boots on each side of your hips to start crashing violently against your cock up and down, determined to nail you to the seat with such force that you were going to be split in two. You gasped for breath, squeezing her tits with both hands as she bounced back and forth.

"I won't last much longer..." you said under your breath, but Momo heard you thanks to a small moment of silence in the song.

"Then let's fucking cum together baby," she put her hands on your neck, smirking at you as she bit her bottom lip and bumped into your slightly sore pelvis.

It only took you a few crashes to reach your second orgasm of the night, you jokingly said you were going to pass out, but it wasn't so funny when this time you had such an explosion of pleasure that your vision blurred for a few seconds. Momo cummed seconds later, and she pushed down hard to rest her ass against your pelvis as you shot your entire thick load into her tight Japanese pussy. She moaned loudly, unconsciously cutting off your breath with her hands and moving very slowly now in sensual spasms.

"What the fuck whas that..." you said in a low voice, once Momo had let go of your neck and returned her knees to each side of your torso, letting herself fall forward and resting her head on your shoulder while you still inside her.

"I told you, the best ride you were going to have in your life," Momo murmured in your ear, and then she placed a little kiss on your neck. She slowly lifted her hips, pulling your cock out of her pussy so all the cum flowed free. Mina quickly got off the sofa, and she knelt between your legs to lick Momo's pussy, scooping up all your cum and swallowing it without hesitation. She also made sure that your cock was clean, not taking it to her mouth but licking every inch of it with great dedication, including your balls now emptied by two hot Japanese girls.

"You'll be back tomorrow, is that clear?" Mina said from behind you, then stood up and spanked Momo, "I'm sure there hasn't been a more delicious and incredible cock than yours, and we certainly won't waste it."

"I'll come back as long as the boss agrees," you said with a smile, resting the neck on the backrest and closing your eyes to relax.

"If it were up to me I would let you live in here and make you my sex toy," Momo said, hugging your torso with both arms, "so that's a yes," she laughed.

After about 10 minutes the three of you returned to normality, Momo and Mina were already fully dressed and like new just like you, and they accompanied you to the exit to say goodbye with a kiss on the cheek each. You drove back to your hotel with a big smile on your face, proud of yourself and your patience for having waited so long for that damn place that marked a before and after on that trip.

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When you arrived the next night Mina was already waiting for you just downstairs, tonight she was wearing a different outfit, as expected. This time she was wearing extremely short jean shorts with no safety pants underneath, a cropped white T-shirt, and thigh-high fuchsia heeled boots. Her hair was also different, this time she had four braids on each side of her head, adorned with small jewels that you assumed were diamonds.

"Hello there, pretty boy," she said, leaning against the wall, looking you up and down.

"Oh, what a nice surprise," you said with a smile, offering her your hand to take hers and place a little kiss on it.

"Let's go inside, Momo-chan is waiting for us," she pushed herself away from the wall and hugged your arm for you to walk with her into Momo's office.

In there everything was in the same arrangement as the night before, same lights, and same erotic atmosphere. Momo was waiting for you sitting on the sofa opposite the one you were on last night, cross-legged and wearing an outfit almost as hot as the one she wore yesterday during the pole. She was wearing a loose-fitting, open white chiffon blouse, tight shorts and a black leather top, and black velvet high-heeled boots that were slightly shorter than Mina's.

"Just in time, sweetie," Momo said looking at you with a small smile, "I was starting to get a little horny with the sexual flashbacks," as you and Mina got closer, you noticed the peculiarity that this time the coffee table was completely empty. except for one thing: a bottle of lube.

"I see you prepared for this occasion huh?" you asked amused, pointing to the lube with your chin.

"I just want to do a little experiment today, if that's okay with you," she stood up and walked slowly to stand in front of you, Mina behind you.

"I can imagine where the shots go..." Mina grabbed you by the waist, you turned over your shoulder, meeting her face to give her a small kiss on the lips and then place your hands on Momo's waist, bring her closer to you and press Momo's tits against your chest, "so yeah, I'm in."

Momo put her hands on your shoulders and leaned forward to meet your lips with hers. This time there was no foreplay of any kind, and the atmosphere heated up very quickly in a very short time, you and Momo shared a wild and indelicate kiss, while Mina behind you kissed your neck and put a hand inside your pants to grab your cock, squeeze it and then start massaging it.

Your hands ran through Momo's body, caressing her slender legs and then squeezing her ass to start undressing her completely, making sure to leave only her blouse and black boots on her. Mina did the same with you, taking off your hoodie and your pants until you were only in your boxers, you took off your shoes, and immediately afterwards, Momo herself took charge of lowering your boxers to your ankles, releasing your cock ready for the Japanese hotties .

"Only you are missing," Momo said to Mina, who was still fully dressed. You turned around, and you both began to undress Mina while each of you kissed one side of her neck. Momo took off her top and bra, and you took off her jean shorts and pink panties, leaving her completely naked except for her boots.

"Momo-chan..." she gasped, while Momo played with her pussy with her fingers and you kissed her tits, "I want to suck his cock."

"We want to," Momo corrected her with a smirk, grabbing your cock and giving it a couple of slow strokes. Mina also added her hand on your balls, massaging them very delicately, "go sit down pretty boy."

"At your command boss," you nodded, going to sit on the sofa where Momo was sitting before.

Both naked beauties walked side by side to stand in front of you, they stared at you for a few seconds, and then they faced each other to share a hot kiss that made your cock throb. They touched each other, Momo played continuously with Mina's ass, and Mina played with Momo's tits, all this while they knew that all your attention was on them.

After a few seconds in which they both separated in search of breath, they knelt between your legs, Mina on the left and Momo on the right. Mina started by giving you little kisses on your inner thigh, and Momo grabbed your cock with one hand to start spreading little kisses from your balls to your tip. After a few seconds, they switched roles, Momo kissing your thigh and balls while Mina kissed and licked your shaft and tip.

A chill ran down your spine when you felt the hot breath of both girls against your crotch, Mina and Momo smiled, and both now concentrated on sucking and licking your balls. You gasped, and leaned both arms on the back of the sofa while both mouths left your balls well salivated, while Momo's hand gave slow strokes to your cock.

"Do you want to go first, Minari?" asked Momo, giving a kiss to the tip of your cock.

Mina didn't even answer, she just took your cock with one hand and brought it right into her mouth, making you moan and frown. She began sucking on your tip slowly, swirling her tongue around it as she moved her hand up and down. Momo just limited herself to watching with desire as Mina looked into your eyes as her mouth went down your shaft more and more.

Mina's mouth reached a little more than half of your cock, she placed her hands on your thighs, and between subtle beautiful moans she began to move her head up and down, sucking your cock so well that it made you shudder and moan. Momo smiled at your reactions, and she began to kiss Mina on the shoulder while she was concentrating on giving you a slow and sensual blowjob but also with a lot of saliva.

"Fuck," Mina gasped taking a breath as she pulled you out of her mouth, little strings of saliva between your tip and hers lips, "Momo-chan, your turn,"

Momo took you directly into her mouth with a deepthroat that took both you and Mina by surprise. You growled, feeling the tip of your cock touch Momo's throat for a few long and torturous seconds as her saliva spilled out the corners of her mouth. When she pulled you out of her mouth for air, she didn't give herself even five seconds of rest before diving back into your cock, this time to give you a frantic, messy blowjob.

While Momo slurped like crazy on your cock, Mina straightened up a little to be able to reach you and join her lips with yours, you moaned against her lips, and she caressed your chest with her hand affectionately. After a few seconds, Mina knelt down next to Momo again and focused on sucking her balls, slowly rising until she met Momo's mouth going up and down.

In a sudden coordinated attack, Momo slowed the pumps of her head so Mina could join her tongue on the back of your shaft, running up and down over your drenched cock. Momo took you out of her mouth, and found Mina on your tip to share a torrid and sloppy kiss with your cock in between, using their tongues too to make you feel like you're in heaven.

"Holy fucking shit!" you growled, bringing a hand to your mouth as Momo and Mina feasted on your cock.

Mina took you into her mouth once more, and sucked on your cock for a few more long seconds until Momo finally stood up, grabbing the bottle of lube from the table behind her.

"Okay, enough," Momo ordered, breathing hard and her face red with pleasure, "you're going to fuck my ass, right now."

"And then mine," Mina said, "you better do a good job, I fucking love anal."

"Oh you do?" you asked, biting your lip and giving her a little spank to her bare ass, Mina smiled.

"Fuck yes I do daddy," she said in an extremely sexy voice that made you gasp.

"Come here right now, boy," said Momo, who was lying on her back on the opposite sofa, her head resting on one of the bracers and her legs wide open.

You stood up and went with her, who handed you the bottle of lubricant so that you could do what you wanted with it. Having the green light with her, you opened the bottle and the first thing you did was pour a little on each tit, to leave them very slippery and shiny. Momo smiled, and played with her own tits spreading the lube, while you now poured it over your cock and her butthole.

"Come on, put it in daddy," Mina murmured in a seductive tone, who had joined you on the couch. She was kneeling behind you, her face to the side of yours.

You took your cock in one hand and brought it to Momo's butthole, applying just a little pressure so that it began to be swallowed up by her incredibly tight walls. Your shaft slid all the way in in less than a minute, and both you and Momo moaned in pure ecstasy at the pleasurable sensation.

"That dick is stretching me out so fucking good! Fuck!" Momo squealed as your cock rested deep in her ass. You held onto both of her creamy thighs, pressing them back and beginning to slowly rock your hips back and forth, making sure every inch of your cock entered and exited inside her.

"Fuck..." Mina moaned in your ear, "that looks delicious daddy, pound that ass hard."

Momo's tits began to bounce faster and harder as you increased the speed, and with it increased even more Momo's loud and high-pitched moans, which were like music to your ears as you pounded her ass. with every inch of your cock.

"Holy fucking shit..." Momo gasped under her breath, being shaken like a rag doll by your cock, "Holy fucking shit that feels so fucking good!!" she shrieked, arching her back and then biting down hard on her lip.

"Choke her, she loves that," Mina muttered with a giggle, watching you turn Momo into a complete mess.

You complied with Mina, bringing your right hand to her attractive neck and applying considerable pressure with your fingers around it. Momo tightened her ass around your cock, and her mouth gaped as she had her breath cut off thanks to your hand. Mina was right, she absolutely loved it, her brow furrowed, and her cheeks turned red.

Her oily tits looked too hot while bouncing to not give them their proper attention, so you brought your free hand directly to one of them, squeezing and holding onto it as you pressed hard on her neck. A small bead of sweat trickled down your temple from the constant shaking. You gave the tit you were squeezing a hard slap that made Momo growl, who closed her eyes and pursed her lips.

"Oh she's so fucking close.." Mina said, giving you little kisses on your neck as you pumped against Momo's ass, "don't stop daddy…"

You gave Momo another slap on the other tit, which now had a small red mark thanks to your hand, and then you brought your other hand to her neck to lean on it and hit her ass as fast and hard as possible as you could. It was a matter of seconds for Momo to explode.

It took a lot of effort to keep her still on the sofa without knocking you both to the floor, her spasms were so strong that you had to forcefully hold her with your whole body. You let go of her neck, to now immerse yourself in it with little kisses and bites, Momo was finally able to scream as much as she wanted, sailing through her intense orgasm.

From that position, Momo wrapped both legs around your torso, enclosing you between her thighs so that you could continue pumping in and out of her ass.

"Fill my fucking ass with that hot load..." she murmured, biting down hard on her bottom lip and wrapping her arms around your neck to kiss you.

Not more than a minute passed after that order when you felt the tingle going down your abdomen, and after a few more thrusts you began to shoot all your seed into Hirai Momo's ass. She let out a long moan of satisfaction, feeling how you filled her with thick hot liquid. You slowed down considerably, giving her a few more thrusts before standing back up and slowly pulling out of her ass, letting your cum immediately spill onto the couch.

"Okay, my turn daddy," Mina gently bit your ear, and pulled you off the couch with her.

"Fuck, you're not patient at all, are you?" Momo asked, still out of breath. She brought two fingers to her own ass and scooped up a large amount of your cum to take straight to her oiled tits, adding to the glistening coating of fluids.

"Not after he fucked you this good," Mina replied, getting to her knees and hands on the cold floor, you picked up the bottle of lube and knelt behind her.

"How much do you like anal?" you asked Mina, seeing her round and perfect ass below you, to start pouring lube on her bottom and then on her butthole.

"Every day when I get home I fuck my ass with a 7 inch dildo," she said bluntly, "does that answer your question?" she asked back as you smeared the lube over her creamy buttocks.

"I hope I'm as good as that dildo then," you chuckled.

"We'll see about that," she looked over her shoulder at you, shaking her ass slightly, "now put that dick in there daddy," she asked, biting her lip.

"You calling someone daddy?" Momo asked from the sofa with a mocking smile, legs crossed as she looked at you, "this is historic."

You didn't give Mina time to respond, you positioned the tip of your cock in her butthole, and a single slow thrust was enough to easily slide right to the bottom of her ass. Your cock disappeared between her gorgeous ass, and you two moaned out loud. Her butthole felt differentially better than Momo's, but clearly you weren't going to express that out loud, you simply dedicated yourself to enjoying it in complete silence.

"Oh shit!" Mina whimpered, dropping her head and resting her cheek against the floor, "feels just like my dildo!"

"Are you sure about that?" you started moving slowly, making sure she felt the full thickness of your cock stretching her butthole and making an outrageously hot scene.

"It feels better that my fucking dildo, fuck!" She covered her mouth with one hand as she scrunched up her face in pleasure, and you gave her a hard spank to her right buttock to make her squeal.

"That was just what I wanted to hear," you bit your lip, grabbing onto Mina's waist with both hands and beginning to pound her ass slowly but hard, making her bubble butt jiggle and shake with the rest of her body.

"To think that Takashi was about to kill him," Momo giggled as the two of you were in your own bubble.

You gave Mina another spank, harder and spicier, and then you started moving exponentially faster and faster, soon your cock was hammering into her ass at a high enough intensity level to make her start screaming and biting her knuckles. Mina's ass crashed hypnotically against your pelvis, and you couldn't help but hold on to her buttocks with both hands as you began to hammer with all your might.

"Ffuuuck!!" Mina whimpered with her hands planted on the ground, desperately searching for something to hold on to, "just like that daddy, give it to me daddy!!"

Prisoner of your deepest carnal instincts, you dared to do what you wanted to do so much yesterday. You took Mina's braids with both hands, and giving a strong pull back, you made her slightly arch her back with a torn cry of pleasure. You wrapped a small part of her braids around your hands, and with that you continued to fuck her perfect ass with all your might.

The sound of your bodies colliding took over the entire acoustic space of the office, even echoing off the walls and making the experience even hotter than it already was. You didn't want to let go of her braids even remotely, that way her back looked fucking sexy as did her ass, and if all that wasn't enough, her fuchsia boots also added a perfect touch to the equation.

"Cum all over this cock baby, come on!" you growled, pumping at full speed in and out of her slippery ass, "Cum and you'll have this fucking load as deep in you as you want."

"Yes daddy!!" Mina squealed, and you undid one of her braids so she could turn around and you could see the reddened, twisted face of hers, "Please give me your whole fucking load! FUCK!!" She growled from deep within her, and then clenched her ass in anticipation of what would be her orgasm.

Mina reached her peak of ecstasy in a violent and intense way, she pushed her ass back, preventing you from moving for a moment while her body shook like crazy between strong spasms and squeals of pleasure. Seconds later, even through her orgasm, Mina started fucking herself against your cock.

"That's it baby, drain daddy's balls very well," you gasped pursing your lips, letting Mina's ass bounce over and over against your cock until you felt your orgasm close, that's when you took control again.

You clung to Mina's waist again, and a few frantic pumps were enough for one last strong thrust forward, you will begin to shoot thick strips of cum inside Mina's perfect ass, who smiled seductively, looking back at your cock buried between her buttocks.

"Oh god daddy… you're filling me up sooo fucking good," Mina moaned under her breath, taking control once more and rocking her ass against your cock as you let the last drops of cum inside her.

At that moment, several loud knocks were heard on the office door that made all three of you jump.

"Momo-sama! Koko ni anata no sonzai ga hitsuyo desu!" said a voice familiar to you from behind the door.

"Fuck, Takashi really is the man of opportune moments," Momo said sarcastically rolling her eyes, “Sugu ni ikimasu!”

"Aw... you have to go, sweetie," Mina wailed, and you pulled your cock out of her ass still with a racing heart and heavy breathing, "an important client is coming, surely I should go too."

"No problem," you assured, massaging her buttocks and squeezing them one last time as you watched your cum spill from her butthole to the floor with a grin.

"Come back tomorrow, okay?" she said, kneeling up so she could breathe properly, "we're not done with you yet."

"No?" you asked, standing up and looking for all your clothes.

"Absolutely not," she denied, scrambling to her feet, "we still have you to thank for being such a good boy to us these two days," she smiled.

"Very good, very good," you nodded with a smile, "do you need help?"

"Actually yes, but come with me to the bathroom, we'll clean the three of us together," she approached you and grabbed your hand, leading you and Momo to the bathroom.

You, Mina and Momo were in the bathroom for about 15 minutes, washing your bodies and removing all kinds of bodily fluids from them before going outside. The two of them didn't have time to say goodbye to you that day, but you went back to your hotel happy knowing that the next day would probably be the best of all.

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The next night there was no one waiting for you just downstairs, the only one who stood out among all the girls and customers was Takashi, who just waved you in the direction of Momo's office. You bowed respectfully by way of thanks, and he bowed back as you walked past him.

When you entered Momo's office, apparently the fun had already started without you. Momo and Mina were on one of the sofas, both completely naked and sharing a torrid kiss. Mina was on top of Momo, with a thigh between her legs rubbing against her pussy, and both sets of tits pressing against each other. You cleared your throat to get their attention.

"Am I interrupting something, ladies?" you asked with your hands in your pants pockets. They broke the kiss, and turned to see you with an excited smile.

"We were waiting for you, honey," Momo said, winking at you, her hands on Mina's waist.

"I got horny and couldn't help but eat her pussy," Mina admitted with a giggle and biting her lip, "sorry daddy."

You went down the two steps, and stood a meter from them.

"How about you come here and help me?" you asked, and they stood up to go with you.

They both stopped in front of you, and the one who took the lead to kiss you was Mina, who took you by the face and crashed her lips against yours in a kiss that little by little became more and more intense. Momo got down to business with Mina, removing absolutely every possible garment from your body until the three of you were completely naked.

Momo was the next to kiss you, and while you were in a wild exchange of saliva you started to touch both of them, your right hand on Momo's sweaty tits and your left hand squeezing Mina's ass, while both of them had their hands on your now completely hard cock.

You tried to take your hands to her pussies, but Momo stopped you.

"Uh-uh, this isn't about us, honey," she shook her head, moving her hand slowly over your cock, "you'll be the only one tonight."

"Are you serious?" you asked, and they just nodded, little smiles on their faces.

"Of course we are, now sit there, you'll like this," Momo stepped aside and pointed to the sofa, you went to sit down, attentive to the Japanese's next move.

Mina went to sit right next to you, and she began to give you little kisses on the neck while she caressed your chest with her hand. Momo took out another bottle of lubricant, exactly the same as last night but completely new. She stood in front of you, and while she looked you in the eyes, she began to pour large amounts of lubricant directly on her tits, you were mesmerized, watching as she then spread it until she left her like two shining pearls.

"Ready to get completely drained tonight, daddy?" Mina whispered in your ear, while Momo knelt between your legs and took your cock to put it between her breasts.

"Fuck, I'm more than ready," you gasped, watching as Momo pressed her tits together around your cock, you automatically felt like heaven, and closed your eyes with your mouth parted as Momo began to move her chest up and down, making a meat sandwich with your throbbing cock as the filling.

You locked gazes with Momo as her lubricated tits did wonders for your cock, which she made completely disappear between her mounds with each pump, only the tip being visible each time she moved up. She smiled, moving her chest a little faster, making you moan and cling your fingers to Mina's thigh, who kept kissing your neck and now your clavicle.

You took Mina from her face and made her look up to crash your lips against hers and drown your moans in the middle of a kiss that she was happy to reciprocate. Momo, meanwhile, was now moving frantically up and down, using her tits as the perfect sex toy.

"Do these big tits feel good around your cock, pretty boy?" she asked even knowing that she wasn't going to receive an answer since you were submerged in a torrid kiss with Mina, but that didn't matter to her, it only increased her desire to make you feel even better.

"Make sure you don't cum on her tits, daddy," Mina murmured against your lips, "she and I agreed that I would have your first load."

"Let him have fun with my tits for a few more seconds, Minari," Momo said, tightening her grip on her own tits so she could press them harder around your cock, "I'm sure he's enjoying it, isn't he?"

"Fuck of course I do," you moaned, throwing your head back with a ragged breath.

It took about a minute for Momo to release you, finishing with a big spit on your dick and taking it to her mouth to suck it for a few seconds and then stand up.

"It's your turn, Minari, finish it," Momo smiled, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and shaking her tits from side to side for you.

"With pleasure," Mina said, "lie down daddy, please."

You nodded and lay down on the sofa, resting your head on the armband while Mina was kneeling between your legs. She stood up for a moment, picking up the bottle of lube and pouring the thick liquid directly onto her thighs. You already knew what was coming.

When Mina's thighs were slippery and shiny she put the bottle of lube down on the coffee table and climbed on top of you. She pressed her chest against yours, and reached behind her with one of her hands to take your cock and put it right between her thighs.

Her creamy smooth thighs tightened around your cock, and you moaned loudly as Mina began to rock her hips up and down, fucking your precum-soaked cock with her thighs slowly at first. She looked into your eyes, your vision obstructed by her hair, which fell free over the sides of your faces; she smiled seeing your face twisted with pleasure, and cradled each side of it with her hands to give you an affectionate kiss.

You couldn't stop moaning in the middle of the kiss, prisoner of the immense pleasure you felt from having your cock fucked by a pair of perfect legs. She caressed your cheeks with her thumbs, and after a few seconds of leisurely rhythm, she began to move her hips faster and faster, which she knew how to do more than well.

"Oh my fucking god Mina," you gasped under your breath against her lips, but she kept kissing you, "it feels so fucking good, I'm so close."

"Good to know, pretty boy," she murmured now pecking your cheek and chin, "Cum all over my perfect thighs."

Mina concentrated on moving her hips as perfectly and precisely as she could, stimulating every part of your cock with her thighs until when you least expected it, you erupted incredibly hard. You shot your entire thick load between loud moans, which you were sure had not only landed on her thighs, but her buttocks as well. You squirmed under Mina, since she hadn't stopped moving for a single second while you came, which caused a slight overstimulation that you certainly didn't complain about.

"Mother of God," Momo said in surprise from somewhere to your left, "I've never seen so much cum come out of a cock."

"I agree," Mina agreed with a proud little smile on her face, "I feel all my thighs and ass warm."

"Let me help you, cutie," Momo said, and as Mina turned to face her, brushing her hair out of your face, you could see Momo kneeling down to one side of you to begin cleaning Mina's thighs and buttocks clean. She had swallowed every single drop of your load.

"Now it's Momo's turn, darling," Mina whispered in your ear, "destroy her mouth and that pretty makeup."

Mina got off of you, and went to sit on the opposite sofa to rest a bit, leaving you alone with Momo, who was looking at you from top to bottom biting her lip.

"Can you get up, pretty boy?" she asked teasingly, "you look like something out of Project X."

"As long as it's to fuck your mouth and leave you in a mess," you replied boldly, a small smirk on your face.

"Oh, you're looking forward to it aren't you?" She raised an eyebrow, "Come here and test me then, honey."

Momo left the sofa space and knelt on the floor, quite close to the place where you had fucked Mina's ass last night. You stood up, and went to stand right in front of her with your cock all drenched in fluid floating over her beautiful face.

"Don't spare her, daddy," said Mina to your left, leaning back on one of the sofas as she watched you, "that bitch doesn't deserve it."

Momo only saw you anxiously, licking her lips and waiting for you to bring your cock just a little closer to her mouth. So you did, taking your shaft with one hand and taking it inside her mouth so that she would clean it completely between sucks and licks. When your cock was completely hard and clean again, you stopped her.

"Stay still, hands behind your back," you ordered Momo, and she immediately obeyed her command, bringing her hands behind her back to then open her mouth wide and fully stick out her tongue. her for you

"My goodness, what a submissive," Mina teased, and you swiped the tip of your cock against Momo's tongue a few times, before placing a hand on the back of her neck and sliding your cock into her mouth.

You knew about Momo's ability to support a cock deep in her throat, so you didn't hesitate for a second to fill her entire mouth with your length in the first thrust. Momo's nose rested against your pubis, and you left it there for a few seconds in which you had your mouth ajar to let out a gasp. You placed your hands on either side of her head, and soon began to slowly move your hips back and forth.

You kept the pace slow and steady for just under thirty seconds, just letting Momo warm up for what was about to come. You continued to cling to the sides of her head, and with your feet firmly planted on the floor, you began to move your hips faster and faster, fucking her impassive throat between moans that increased in volume with the passing of the seconds.

It wasn't long before your cock started to get soaked with Momo's saliva, which was starting to spill out of her mouth and onto her perfect tits. Momo had no problem having her throat hit at that speed, but you were doing it so hard and fast that even she started making soft gagging sounds.

You took one hand from her head to flex a bit and give one of her tits a hard slap, intending to make Momo moan around your cock and send vibrations all the way down your shaft. Meanwhile, you used your other hand to grab a handful of Momo's raven hair and use it as a grip to move her head in conjunction with your hips to reach just a few inches deeper into her throat.

Your goal of leaving her a mess was beginning to be fulfilled, saliva was spilling everywhere and falling everywhere, and Momo's makeup began to run in the form of small black drops that ran down her cheeks along with her tears. You caught eyes with Mina, and she gave you a mischievous smile of approval.

"Give that bitch your load daddy, use her like a pathetic cum dump!" Mina encouraged you from the sofa, and you slapped Momo's tit again while you grabbed onto her hair with such force that you felt like you could rip her scalp off.

It didn't take more than a minute when the blood began to pump rapidly towards your cock. You didn't think about it at all before you did it, and you certainly didn't realize it, but instead of slapping her tit, you slapped her cheek hard (so hard that her skin was completely red). Luckily she loved that, so she moaned even louder around your cock, and that was enough for you to explode inside her mouth.

You pursed your lips and growled, pushing your cock deep down her throat to shoot the first drops of your load in there, then slowly moving your hips and starting to squirt all of your seed into her mouth. Momo's tears kept running down her cheeks, as she did her best job swallowing every drop of your cum, but still letting some spill out of her mouth and onto her tits.

You finally came out of her mouth, and Momo took a gigantic gulp of air, coughing over and over again with her gasping breath, her mouth and chin soaked in fluids and her makeup completely ruined.

"Fuck, you were serious about destroying me, right?" asked Momo looking up at you.

"Your little friend helped with it," you said, also gasping for breath as you looked at Mina, 

"I'll take care of that little slut later," Momo said with a sigh.

"Aha, are you ready for our final little game or not?" Mina asked Momo.

"I am, but our boy needs to rest for a moment, don't be an anxious bitch," Momo said standing up and grabbing your face hard to give you a deep kiss. You took advantage of the moment to massage her tits, and give her a small spank on her buttock.

After that you three rested for about 10 minutes, just making out and playing with each other's bodies until you felt able to take one more round again.

"Okay, I'm ready girls," you said, sitting on the couch with each next to you, Momo on your left and Mina on your right.

"Well, I certainly don't think you are, honey," Momo said amused as she exchanged glances with Mina, who nodded and reached for the bottle of lube to sit facing Momo, feet on your thighs. Momo imitated her, and to your surprise, they started pouring lubricant on their pretty feet.

"Oh shit..." you whispered, watching both pairs of feet turn pearly shiny and slippery. Mina then poured lube over your cock, using her hand to spread it well over your length and over your balls as well.

"Ready?" Mina asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No," you admitted, relaxing with your back against the headrest, and they both laughed before taking their positions.

They both leaned back a bit, so that they could slightly extend their legs and start working with their feet on your cock, and you didn't know how badly you needed to experience something like that until you felt their toes move along your entire length. You let out a long, deep moan, raising both arms behind your back as Mina and Momo gave you an amazing double footjob.

"He's enjoying it…" Momo said proudly, using one of her feet to stimulate your balls as well, while the other moved up the side of your cock. Mina had taken the other side with one of her feet, and her other foot stimulated your tip.

"Fuck yeah..." Mina nodded, biting her lower lip, working her feet all over your cock as if she had done it a million times before.

You were overwhelmed by such an incredible sensation, the two coordinated to stimulate different corners of your cock with their toes, the main focus of attention being your tip, on which all the slippery fingers swirled and made you squirm in your seat.

You considered yourself a man with a strong and resistant psyche, but faced with such a sensation there was not a single man on the face of the earth who could be strong enough to be able to endure it for much longer.

You clenched your fists tightly, and began to breathe heavily with your mouth half open. Momo and Mina noticed your obvious arousal, and they used both their feet to give you a perfect and fast footjob that made you moan even louder. You couldn't take it much longer, it only took a few more movements of her feet around your cock for you to explode as hard as the first time.

Your cum flew everywhere at first, but then it started flowing like a strong waterfall to fall on both pairs of feet, completely staining each of their toes as they moved their feet now slowly, making sure to milk you the best they could. .

"Fuck yeah baby..." Momo gasped, "you came almost as much as when you painted Mina's ass."

"Did you enjoy it daddy?" Mina asked, "my princess feet did the best they could."

"I don't even know what to tell you... mother of god," you gasped, utterly exhausted and with your soul nearly ripped from your body.

"Your cock speaks for itself, you don't have to say anything," Momo and Mina set about cleaning your cock, each taking a side and taking turns bringing your cock into their mouths one last time until they cleaned you again.

"We're going to miss you around here daddy..." Mina said a bit sad, remembering that you were a foreigner and that you were only there on vacation. You will be back in the UK soon.

"I'll be back, Minari," you assured, using her pet name, "rest assured I'll be back..."

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Spren Notes:

Man, that certainly was a wild ride. I honestly think this is (to date) my favorite Twice smut written by me. It is simply impressive and I am extremely proud of the result, I hope you are too! Remember! If you, dear reader, are interested in buying me a commission, do not hesitate to go through my inbox, I’ll be delighted!

[daisynik7]

Remember when I said Nanami is super against PDA? 

He gets so angry at you for teasing him during dinner with friends. The way you glide your palm along his inner thigh, flirting dangerously close to the bulge in his slacks. How you spread your legs beneath the table in that slutty dress he likes so much, brushing your knee with his, letting the hem ride up. He knows you’re not wearing any panties tonight because you fucking told him on the way to the restaurant, as casual as if you were talking about the weather. You knew it would rile him up as soon as he heard it, knew how it would be the only thing on his mind the rest of the night. At the table, he’s quieter than usual, jaw clenched, fists tight by his sides, doing everything he can not to rip that dress off and fuck you right there in front of everyone. 

So, when they suggest karaoke afterwards, he’s inclined to reject the invitation, hoping to bring you home as soon as possible to fuck you senseless. But no; you just have to torment him a little bit longer. You agree to meet them there, and on the way to the car, as if you haven’t teased him enough, you flaunt your ass at him, completely aware of the erection strained in his pants, begging for release. 

He's had enough of your antics. He hauls you into the backseat, sitting you right on his lap, you facing forward. He unzips his pants, pulling his hard cock out, hoisting the hem of your dress past your waist, erection pressed between your ass cheeks. “You think it’s funny, teasing me like this?” he huffs in your ear. He spits loudly on his hand, reaching between your legs, wet fingers flicking your clit rapidly. “My naughty little slut, seducing me in front of all our friends. You’re going to pay for this. Going to fucking regret it.” His voice is low, sinister, and so fucking sexy. 

His fingers work overtime on your bud, squelching lewdly with arousal as his other hand grips your knee, keeping you spread open for him. He kisses the nape of your neck, sucking hard on your skin to mark you. The tinted windows begin to fog up from the heat emitting from your bodies, and soon, your skin is dewy from sweat. A few more strokes and you’re coming for him, pussy fluttering around nothing, begging to be filled. 

He chuckles, unrelenting as his fingers continue to rub circles on your swollen clit. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it sweetheart? To be punished.”

You nod, tongue lolling out of your mouth, still electrified from your orgasm. 

“You’re going to take this cock like the greedy slut you are, got it?” 

You nod more erratically, whining, “Yes, fuck me Kento, fuck me!”

So he does, guiding his cock inside you slowly, stretching out your tight pussy until he bottoms out. His hands are firm on your hips, rocking you back and forth on his lap as he thrusts up into you, growling, “Touch yourself while I fuck you. Make a fucking mess on my cock.”

You lean back against him, eyes closed, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth as your fingers caress your clit while he pounds you from behind. He kisses you sloppily, swirling his tongue around yours, lapping at your saliva. You orgasm for him once more before he pumps his cum deep inside you, moaning your name, replacing your hand with his to massage your puffy clit between his fingers. “You’re going to keep my load inside you the rest of the night. Got it?” he whispers, kissing you passionately, catching his breath. “This is your punishment for being a bad girl.”

~~~

“What took you two so long?” Gojo asks with a brow raised, eyeing you and Nanami suspiciously when you enter the private room at the karaoke bar. “You’re thirty minutes late.”

Nanami’s hair is matted to his forehead, sticky from perspiration. His pants are wrinkled after riding him, tie crooked from when he loosened it during your fuck fest, trying to find relief in the sweltering heat in the backseat. You’re no better, makeup smudged on your face, legs squeezed tightly together, clenching your pussy to prevent his cream pie from leaking down your legs. 

Nanami fixes his collar, blushing from the neck up, muttering, “Sorry, got a little lost along the way.”

[bunnys-kisses]

the dnf club (vol. 4)

lance stroll

tags: smut/pwp, brazil gp '24, mating press, car sex, breast play, hickies & bites, semi-public sex, dirty talk, mentions of children

a/n: thank you for the warm reception for the others in this little series! i'm always open to hearing about what ideas you may have. my inbox is open <3

carlos edition // franco edition // alex edition // nico edition

you know this was defeating for lance. the kind of defeating that left you feeling horrible for your boyfriend. while he wasn't going to win the wdc, it was important to have a good season. and when you watched the red flag be drawn and him hauled back to the paddock. you only knew how to be there for him.

while he seated to cool off, you pressed yourself up against him. the level he was at meant that your breasts were in his face. and while it was an innocent action. lance grabbed your ass when no one was looking. you knew what would happen tonight, to get the anger out from a shitty performance.

you two barely got to the car before lance was all over you. he practically guided you into the backseat. the car was in a far part of the parking lot and with tinted windows. it was a tad cramped back there but you two would make due. especially when lance got his hands on you.

"you really are my number one fan, huh? but i guess you're much more than that. you're everything to me." he pushed up your t-shirt to expose your bra underneath. a black lacy number that made the blood rush south for lance, "anything i want, you give. quite an admirable thing." he got the bra off of you and his mouth on your chest. he tongue grazed across your nipples. he gave them both attention before he started to leave heavy marks across your chest.

he wanted to mark you. he wanted to see pretty bruises on your chest that'll last for days on end. and when they faded, he would just add more. he felt the disappointment of such a horrible loss. he didn't even get a place in the race, he couldn't complete it. and it made emotion swirl in his gut as he rubbed your thigh. soon enough you got your jeans off and your panties. you were left naked in the backseat with your lover at the track.

"you look prettier with my marks." he said as he pressed one of the bruises on your collarbone, "the kind of pretty that makes me go crazy. thank you, thank you." he groaned, "for letting me take out all the anger."

you cupped his face and looked into his dark eyes, you said to him, "you'd never actually hurt me, lance. so i'm not worried." then kissed him square on the mouth. you helped him out of his jeans and his aston martin t-shirt. you were pressed into the back corner of the backseat with your taller boyfriend crowded in your space. he took you by the legs and pressed them into your chest.

it allowed him to hit your pussy at just the right area, exposed in the air of the car. slowly the windows started to fog up as he sank into you. his cock really did hit every right place inside of you. the blunt head rubbed up against your g-spot as he started to move his hips up against your ass.

and then like butter over popcorn, the anger melted off of his shoulders. he groaned as he rutted against you. while it wasn't the more comfortable position, it was enough to get the two of you going. you felt the fire in your gut as he moved against you.

"fuck, baby." he said as he worked his hips against you, "you feel like a dream under me." his words were tense as pleasure combed through his body. there was something about you that just got him riled up. even on his worst days, he still had you. he had all of you. he allowed himself to bask in what made you amazing and fuck you until he got his fill. he could feel the pleasure on his tongue and seep into his blood.

you whined, "please, lance. we have to be quiet." then felt him hit just the right spots that made you tense up and moan. your bruised nipples got hard and the additional feeling made the pleasure run faster through you.

the air of the car got warm as the two of you moved together. the sex was hot and with your knees to your chest the pleasure only got more intense.

"next year.' you panted, "it'll go great. you'll get them next time." you moaned as lance continued to thrust up against you in just the right way. you felt the hammer in your chest as he continued to fuck you with heavy thrusts.

"it will." he said, "and then we'll celebrate the victory. you, me and a nice hotel bed. maybe some champagne, maybe i'll even tie you up." he chuckled, "i bet you'd love that. if i took my belt and put it around those pretty wrists."

you clenched around him and he got his answer. he continued to fuck you, bully the blunt head of his cock against your most softest areas. he knew exactly how to make you feel good. let the dirty words come off his tongue. you whined and he chuckled lowly.

"ah, i bet you'd love that. even if i lost next year. you'd still let me mark up your little body. let me ruin that sweet fucking cunt." he groaned, "fuck, you feel amazing. you know i'd give you anything you needed or wanted. everything i have is yours. and everything you have in mine." he shuddered with a heavy want as he continued to fuck you achy cunt.

the sounds of sex filled the car, and the scent of sweat paired with it. the car rocked a little as he moved and you tried to meet his thrusts. his weight pressed on you as he had you in a mating press. your pussy exposed in the low light coming from the parking garage. the sight of you under him was beautiful. you were so perfect for him, you'd happily give yourself over to him at any chance. let him use that sweet cunt for stress relief.

"fuck, lance." you moaned as the pace was picked up. you knew you weren't going to last much longer. the pleasure was a thick throb in your head as he fucked you. his lips captured any skin he could find. trailed them across your cheeks and jaw. he even laid a small hickey on the curve of your jawbone. which made you grow even more wet.

he gave a few more thrusts because he slammed his entire length into your achy cunt and finished inside of you. but he wasn't going to leave you without pleasure. he continued to rut up against you. he could feel the fire in his gut as he moved against you. your noises got a bit ore higher pitched as you felt the slam of pleasure inside of your needy core.

you whimpered and whined as he continued to rut up against you. he fucked you through your orgasm, and even a second orgasm for himself. he made sure that not a drop was wasted as he slowed to a stop. he pulled out and when your hips dropped, a bit of his cum got onto the leather of the seated.

you both panted heavily. lance eyed your naked body. you looked at him and his dark eyes soon lingered on you. he pulled you in for another heated kiss and you knew this wasn't going to be the only round tonight. you just hoped that the rest of them would be somewhere a little more comfortable.

-

you watched lance pull into second place at the 2025 brazil grand prix. you stood with the rest of the team and when he crossed the finish line, everyone cheered. and you looked to the baby in your arms.

he was sound asleep despite his father's near victory. your little escapade in the backseat of the car led to the eventually birth of your son three months ago. he was asleep in your arm, ears covered with noise cancelling headphones while lance was having a stellar season.

"he did it, daddy got podium." you whispered to your son.

you kissed the baby on his round little face and heard lance over the radio. you knew this year would be better, and that was becoming fact. <3

[plutocisms]

Long Drive with Aizawa || Oneshot

suggestive content, a nsfw mdni!

Modern AU I see Shouta driving a really nice Suv, like a 7 seater blacked out, windows barely legal tint.

You and Shouta are making a long drive a few states away for a week long teachers conference he has to attend. You’re riding passenger and Eri is in the very back row while he takes on the bulk of the drive. You awake from your nap, blanket covering you and turn to see Aizawa still focused intensely on the road. It’s dark outside and the moonlight is highliting his jawline. He looks so good doing the simplest things. You adjust in your seat alerting his attention.

“Look who finally decided to awake from their nap.” He says in a low tone. “That makes one of two.”

You rustle in your seat turning to Eri with headphones on, connected to an iPad. The dim screen barely lighting her face. Her head tilted and she’s drooling a bit. You turn to Shouta and let out a quiet giggle. (B4 y’all come for me I don’t see Eri as an iPad kid for real but bbg deserves nice things, it’s a roadtrip and she has limits lol)

“How long has she been like that?”

“About 45 minutes, she’s been on that thing for hours—guess she’s finally had enough of it.”

Aizawa rubs his eyes and runs his hand through his hair, messing up his already messy bun. One hand on the wheel while the other rests on his leg. You place your hand atop his and he glances of at you. Your eyes lock for a moment, a half smile appears across his face before refocusing on the road.

“You’re still tired, I can see it. Get some rest.”

“I’m not tired Shouta.” You grin.

You rub your hand across this thigh, clutching lightly, causing him to hum softly. You inch your hand closer and closer to his crotch until you’re feeling him up and massaging him from outside his jeans. He chuckles faintly.

“I’m driving kitten, don’t play.”

You move your hand back on top of his heeding his warning. Facing forward watching the long road ahead.

Unable to stop thinking about just how good his touch feels, you guide his hand underneath your blanket to your inner thigh. He tightens his grip. You inhale sharply at his grasp.

You take his fingers and guide them along your dampened clothed folds at which point your guidance is no longer necessary as he’s now taken control. His gaze still fixed on the road, his free hand exploring your opening. He wastes no time shifting your shorts out of the way, next your panties, a muffled grunt barely escaping his lips. You notice him checking the rearview mirror, assuring it was still just the two of you awake. Once confirmed, he turns, admiring you.

“My needy girl.”

he sinks his fingers into you.

“As much as I love to hear your pretty moans, try not to spoil the fun by waking Eri.” He says warmly.

Gliding back and forth you bite back moans, tossing your head back and closing your eyes. You whimper, knowing you shouldn’t get louder than you already are. Your eyes creep open to noticed Aizawa stealing peaks at you, biting his bottom lip, “hows that feel kitten?” he breaths.

Your breath hitches as he picks up pace, causing your toes to curl. You desperately grasp for the door handle to stabilize you as you melt at his rhythm accidentally cracking open your window. The breeze only worsening your already vulnerable disposition. Using your other hand, you sink your nails into his forearm. He lets out a strangled groan at your touch.

“Almost there baby.” He rasps.

Your eyes squeeze shut with pleasure as he explores the deepest parts of you.

“Shoutaa~” you whine.

He retracts his fingers bringing them to his lips at which point you open your eyes to see his fingers sliding out of his mouth. “Mmm”

He pulls the car into the hotel parking lot, Eri’s yawn startling the both of you as the car bumps over the curve on the drive in.

“Hey sweetheart.” he says almost too innocently looking through the rear view just before leaning towards your ear whispering dangerously, “Lay Eri down for bed and when you’re done, be ready for me to finish what you started.”

[hajimesh]

𓂃⊹ ִֶָ ‐skyfall. geto suguru

part one. sunrise (her)

⥅ word c. 4,411

⥅ warnings. fem!reader, non sorcerer au (suguru is a grad student), established relationship (suguru and reader live together), mentions of drinking and smoking, domestic fluff, unreliable narrator

𝄢♭bloom ‐ the paper kites / not about angels ‐ birdy / beautiful baby ‐ elizabeth

Before meeting Suguru, you never understood the hype behind sunsets. People often label them as 'majestic' and take endless pictures of the same orange sky when it should be general knowledge that the real beauty resides within the quiet mornings, the world stirring awake and the sky tinting itself in soft hues of blue and pink like a Monet painting. No sunset could ever compare to the crisp and refreshing air that comes with the break of dawn. 

So, if someone were to ask you, you’d pick sunrises in a heartbeat.

Perhaps what makes sunrises better is that you get to see him and his dark hair —that puts the night sky itself to shame— as soon as you wake up, walking down the street with his characteristic hunched over frame as he kicks the rocks standing in his way. He hasn't seen you (which is rare, he's always trying to catch your attention as soon as he rounds the corner of your street), sitting by the open window just two floors above him. But when he finally does, purple eyes stare blankly at you.

"Who–" You watch him squint his eyes, stopping abruptly, and your grin only grows. It takes him two ragged breaths and a gasp to finally address you by your name, "what are you doing up there?"

You wave at him as you lean over the windowsill. He can't be serious, you think to yourself, "I live here, Suguru."

He seems tired, rubbing at his eyes before rushing to the building’s entrance and disappearing from your sight. It wouldn't be a surprise if he had a rough night, suddenly making you feel bad for not making sure you had a warm cup of coffee to welcome him back.

The apartment door opens and Suguru's silhouette slips through, his keys hitting loudly the porcelain bowl by the entrance. You don't even have to think twice, standing up from your spot by the window and meeting him halfway in what has to be the tightest hug you have ever gotten from him.

“Fuck, I missed you.”

He's nuzzling his face against your neck, breathing in the fresh scent of your body wash and leaving a kiss on your skin. His hold on you is so tight yet comforting, just as the silence of the world at six in the morning.

“I know,” your fingers thread through his hair, realizing it's longer than you remembered, “would you like to sleep now or have breakfast first?”

“Cuddles.”

You roll your eyes and tug the hairs at the nape of his head softly, “That wasn’t an option.”

Still in his arms, he guides you towards the bed placed at the corner of the apartment, and once you're under the covers, it's you who now hides your face in his neck.

“Why are you still up?” he asks with his lips against the crown of your hair.

For a moment, you choose to focus on his warm breath caressing your skin. If you tell him you were waiting for him, it's very likely that you’ll end up being scolded.

Shrugging, you nuzzle closer to his chest, seeking more of his warmth, “couldn’t sleep without you.”

“Is your insomnia back?”

“Think so,” you mumble, “but I got to greet you back, so I don't mind.”

It's silent for a while, the only sounds coming from your breaths and the noise of cars driving down the street. The world is slowly waking up, clouds that resemble cotton candy floating in the sky and a light, chill breeze coming through the open window.

“Sugu, you should sleep.”

“I will,” he breathes out, his hold on you tightening for a moment, “now that I have you in my arms.”

“Oh my god, that was so cheesy!”

His chest reverberates with his laugh, lips tugging upwards as he sweeps his tongue across his teeth in a cheeky way. There's no way your heart can watch and not melt as he does that. 

“You never complained before," he tries to defend himself, his smirk coming back as he leans closer to whisper in your ear, "and I know you love it.”

You look up at him, eyes gleaming under the sunlight, and you swear you haven't felt this happy in weeks, “I love you.”

A mix of emotions seems to swirl in his eyes, staring back at yours weirdly. It's hard to pinpoint what's going through his mind, but you can tell that whatever it is, it's troubling him.

“I love you so much more.”

—

It's almost eight pm, and Suguru hasn't woken up.

“Sugu,” you whisper, leaning closer to his face as you search for a sign of consciousness, “you’ll be late.”

“Babe, c’mon… five more minutes?” he groans, voice throaty and laced with sleep.

“We've been sleeping all day!”

His arms circle your waist, pulling you on top of him, “s’all your fault, I was dreaming of you,” he mumbles with his eyes still closed.

“How is that my fault?” you bite back, but when you don't hear a reply from him, you lift your head and rest your chin on his chest.

He fell asleep again.

Removing yourself from his hold, you crawl on top of him until you're so close that your lips brush against his. 

“You'll be late for work,” you start littering kisses all over his jaw and watch as his brows furrow slightly, “I shouldn’t have let you nap after we had lunch.”

Still half asleep, he cups your face between his hands and pulls you down for a kiss. It's lazy and a bit clumsy, you blame it on the fact that he just woke up. But after getting a taste of him, you're tempted to ask him to stay.

With his hands still at the sides of your face, he pulls your mouths apart and gazes lovingly at your face, brushing a few strands of hair away from it. Suguru's eyes always make your knees falter, and your heart tremble, especially when they focus on yours.

“How did you sleep?” he asks before squinting his eyes at you, “wait– did you even sleep?”

“Yeah, yeah, I did. No need to start nagging at me.”

He yawns, stretching his arms above his head while you climb off of him, “I need to shower.”

“Yeah, you stink,” you fake a gag only to squeal a second later when he pinches your sides.

Finally, he gets on his feet, and you watch your boyfriend get closer to you. Sometimes you forget how imposing his presence can be, his height and large frame suddenly making you feel small under his stare.

“Shower with me,” he rasps out in your ear, hands grabbing you by your hips as he begins to nip at your neck. 

“O-Oh?” with a raised eyebrow and warm cheeks, you nod bashfully and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, “lead the way.”

The sound of your giggles fills the small apartment as he carries you bridal style towards the bathroom, his own laugh joining yours.

—

“Don’t forget your wallet!”

He's running late, just as you predicted. 

With his hair still damp from the shower, he runs from one side to the other collecting his stuff, “what would I do without you?”

Shaking your head, you watch as he finally makes his way to the door and picks up his coat.

“Work hard! I'll be waiting for you.”

Suguru stops abruptly, his hand already on the doorknob as he grimaces, “I should probably tell you not to, but… ugh fuck it, I’ll be selfish.”

He leans forward to kiss you, his free hand holding you by the back of your neck as the other remains on the door knob. Unfortunately, the kiss ends as quickly as it began.

In your daze, you barely have a chance to smile back at him as he waves goodbye.

“See you at sunrise!”

“Again? ”

You grimace when Suguru’s loud voice disrupts the peaceful morning. It’s still pretty early, the streets empty and void of other souls besides nature blooming around you, waking up to another spring morning. 

But besides the white cat climbing down the roof and the trail of ants on the wall, it’s just you and him.

Your heart warms up in familiar delight, and you wonder if there will ever be a day in which your chest won’t feel like expanding and shrinking at the same time just at the sight of his handsome smile. A small fit of giggles escapes you as you shake your head disapprovingly, a finger placed on your lips signaling him to be quiet.

“Again.”

Blowing him a kiss from your spot, you snicker as you watch his grin widen, his long legs moving faster towards the building. Good thing he seems as eager as you are, you’ve always hated how long it takes him to reach the front door of your apartment.

As soon as he gets inside, he comes face to face with you and immediately goes for your lips, both mouths meeting in a soft kiss as you stand at the door.

Your surroundings seem to blur around you, his scent invading your mind and his touch melting your skin. The emotions stirring in you are so strong that almost have you in tears. It’s becoming too much, and yet you refuse to part from his lips, knowing that it would only make room for the emptiness again.

A soft sigh escapes your lips, eyelashes fluttering as you slowly open your eyes and gaze at him, his tender gaze already fixed on you.

“I smell food,” he murmurs against your lips, pecking your nose afterward, “waffles?”

Humming, you bury your face in his chest, allowing his warmth to envelop you, “you probably haven’t had a decent meal in weeks.”

His hand rubs circles on your back as he chuckles. You really don’t want to let go of him, but the food’s growing cold. So, against your will, you squirm away from his grasp and start dragging him by his hand.

The kitchen is just a few steps away, a small white table sitting in the center with a fake succulent on it, and two plates full of freshly cooked food. It took you a quick trip to the grocery store since there only seemed to be pizza leftovers in the fridge (quite unusual of him, you’re actually planning on asking him about it later).

“What do you think?”

His eyebrows raise slightly and his mouth parts in quiet awe, his purple irises shining with hues of amber thanks to the sunlight filtering through the window. Those same eyes suddenly switch from the food to your face, and your knees falter, there’s a glee in them that you haven’t seen in a long time, and it fills your insides with butterflies until they threaten to spill out of your mouth.

“I fucking love you. You know that, right?” he says after cupping your face in his hands, his gaze unwavering and refusing to look away from you.

The laugh that bubbles in your chest only makes his grin widen, raw adoration and happiness emanating from the both of you. You leave a light peck of affection on his jaw and then push him toward his seat.

“You’re gonna love me even more once you taste it.”

“Impossible.”

The dumb smile refuses to leave your lips, your cheeks hurting and muscles cramping, but that’s Suguru’s effect on you: his mere presence is enough to make you smile in a love struck daze.

He groans after taking the first bite, “this,” he says after swallowing, pointing at the half-eaten waffle with his fork, “tastes heavenly. I missed your cooking so much, baby.”

Taking the compliment with a bashful smile, you choose to focus on your food and begin to eat as well. 

“I noticed you’re walking to work now. Did something happen to your car?” you ask trying to start some small talk and at the same time, it was one of the many questions you have sitting at the back of your mind.

“I'm trying this new thing called being eco-friendly.”

A loud gasp leaves your throat, “You’re such a hypocrite! If you cared about that, you wouldn’t ask for straws at restaurants!”

“Hey,” he points a finger at you, “that’s for the turtles, not the planet.”

“Huh? Even worse?!”

The amusement in his features only enhances his attractive looks, even if it’s so early in the morning and right after having a night shift, he always manages to remind you what a handsome man he is. You huff and pout involuntarily, it truly isn’t fair.

“Relax, I use the metal straws you gave me,” he reaches out across the table to pinch your cheek, “I'm not that evil.”

Still with a slight pout on your lips, you stand up and go to the fridge in order to fill your drinks. 

“Could you pass me a Red Bull?” he calls from behind you, and you frown.

“Suguru, it’s seven in the morning.”

He hums, “Yeah, and I don’t want to fall asleep during my 9 am lecture.”

“Then drink cold water,” you offer, closing the door of the fridge after fetching the jar of juice for you and filling his glass with water, “you’ll get an arrhythmia one of these days.”

You see him sigh once he sees you return with no sight of a Red Bull in your hands, but you aren’t backing down. With a pointed look, you silently stand your ground until he seems to give up.

“Fine, no energy drinks.” 

You nod, relieved that he’s finally listening to you. God, when did he become that stubborn? 

He takes a sip of his water, a tiny smirk stretching his lips around the rim of the glass as he stares at you, “I’ll just buy a coffee on my way to class, then.”

“Suguru!”

“What?”

—

Watching Suguru sleep has always comforted you. A dreamy sigh leaves your lips as you observe the way his dark eyelashes rest above his cheekbones, hiding those beautiful eyes you fell in love with just a few years ago.

It hasn’t been long since you woke up, the room dark and barely illuminated by the setting sun. The shadows of the trees dance all over the walls as they sway thanks to the wind, a low whistle coming from the windows as the wind picks on its strength and clashes against the glass.

You don’t think it can get any more peaceful than that.

In a matter of minutes, the sky begins to turn darker, which means he has to be up soon so he can make it to work on time. Moving closer to his side, you peck his cheek and whisper a soft ‘hi’ once you feel his arm drape over your waist.

“Hello, pretty girl,” his voice is hoarse and heavy with sleep, a lazy smirk gracing his lips. That is until he notices the pendant hanging from your neck, “where did you find that?” 

Your hand automatically wraps around it, smiling to yourself as you look down to examine it, “Oh! It was in your drawer. So weird because I thought I had it with me.”

“You must’ve left it.”

His tone turns dry, which makes you look up from your chest and notice the distant look in his eyes, immediately confusing you. Weird, he seemed fine just seconds ago?

“Do you remember when you gave it to me?” you shuffle closer, wanting to keep at bay whatever thoughts he’s having since it’s clear they aren’t pleasant, “honestly, I still had my doubts about you�� back then, I mean.”

“Why?” His lips turn into the cutest pout you’ve ever seen, and it almost makes you lose your train of thought.

How is he so cute? You think to yourself. Even after three years since you met, all it takes is a smile from him, and you’re putty in his hands.

“I never thought you’d like me back, and I was waiting for someone to tell me it was a bet or a dream.”

And it had truly felt like one. As silly as it sounded, it all seemed too good to be true, which meant you were bound to have your doubts. The good morning texts, walking to class together, and spending hours in his dorm studying for your exams; Suguru behaved like a true gentleman, through and through.

Falling in love with him has to be the easiest thing you've ever done. He captured your heart in a matter of weeks, and a year later, on your first anniversary, clasped a necklace around your neck—giving you a piece of him to carry with you.

He caresses your cheek lovingly, bringing you back from the lovely memories before speaking, “I know I was a broke college student, but I wasn't that broke to make our relationship a bet.”

You quickly stand up to pick up a pillow and throw it at him, laughing as he scrunches up his face before he receives the hit. 

“Asshole.”

Suguru laughs and watches you walk away once he removes the pillow from his head, answering back with that sweet voice of his, “sweetheart.”

“We should do something special,” you say as you turn your head over your shoulder to look at him, the last rays of sun hitting your body and casting an ethereal glow around you, “our anniversary is coming up.”

He seems to be in a daze for a second, his stare fixed on you and an emotion you had yet to see from him brimming from his eyes.

“Yeah, we should.”

“Alright,” Suguru looks so funny with his hands on his hips while standing in the middle of the empty street, “as much as I love coming home to you waiting for me, you need to get some sleep.”

You dismiss his comment with a wave of your hand, focusing instead on the hues of blue shining behind him.

“Whatever.”

Less than two minutes later, he’s finally in your arms, his embrace tight as he rocks your bodies softly to the tune of your morning playlist.

“If I'm asleep, I can't give you your good morning kiss, y’know?”

He’s getting tired of your excuses, and it’s so easy to tell by the way he no longer fights you. However, that doesn't stop him from punishing you for it. 

Your vision turns upside down as he throws you over his shoulder and carries you to bed, blatantly ignoring your complaints.

“I think it’s time I tell you the story of a woman that refused to sleep at night,” he settles you under the covers, his arm resting under your neck while the other pinches your cheek, “so the devil himself came to visit her.”

“Suguru…” you trail off, a sense of dread quickly creeping over you, “don’t.”

Ignoring you, he continues, “she liked to sit by the window–”

“Noooo, stop! I'll sleep, I promise!”

“Don’t be rude and stop interrupting me,” he squishes your cheeks together and stares at you with fake anger, “also, I don't believe you anymore.”

There's nothing else for you to do but pout, knowing he's going to use your fear of ghosts to his advantage.

“As I was saying, she sat by the window until one night a group of people stopped by. They gave her a box and told her to keep it, and that they’d come back for it the next day.”

By now, you have your face tucked against his arm, hiding half of it, while the blanket covers your ears.

“However, in the morning, she opened the box and found a dead cat,” he doesn’t even need a dramatic pause to have you gasping in surprise, a cold chill running all over your body, “a priest told her that the dead were trying to curse her since she was disrupting their time to roam the living world, so he advised her to get a living cat in the box and return it.”

Where does Suguru get all his crazy stories? You have no idea. But this one took the ball out of the park.

His face is still serious as he finishes the story, “they showed up that night, three in the morning sharp, and asked for the box. She returned it with the cat inside, and luckily they left her alone.” his tone quickly switches to a chirpy one and smiles, “that’s why you should sleep at night!”

“Suguru, you’re so mean,” you whine, “what if they show up? You know I like staying up at night!

“Not my problem.”

A slap to his shoulder with your hand comes as an immediate response.

“Ow! Who’s being mean now?” he rubs the spot you hit, but he’s so close to losing it, his eyes crinkling as he tries not to laugh.

“You asked for it,” you reply in a low mumble, and he finally gives in to the hilariousness of the situation.

“C’mere, baby. Let’s sleep,” he sees your cheeks squished against the pillow and pinches them, cooing at you at the same time, “so cute.”

Like a spell, you feel your eyelids become heavy, and you find yourself wrapped in his arms, his scent lulling you to a state of calmness.

“Sweet dreams, princess.”

—

Suguru's hoodie sits on the bed as he gets ready for another shift. You’ve been watching him get ready for the past ten minutes, and you don't think you'll ever get tired of it.

“How’s 'toru?” you ask, not remembering when was the last time you saw your boyfriend’s best friend. Just like him, he also worked the night shifts at the bar while balancing his last year in grad school, “I don’t think I've seen him around.”

Satoru practically lived in your apartment, loving how you always spoil him and side with him. To this day, Suguru says he regrets introducing him to you.

He leans down to your level and whispers, “you know how he gets during finals,” his fingers grasp a few strands of your hair to play with and doesn't say anything else.

“Well, tell him to come visit, so he can rest a bit. Also, he promised to watch a romcom every Saturday with me.”

This finally gets his attention, his eyebrows raising in interest, “why can’t you watch it with me?”

“You said you didn’t want to,” you shrug, “too cheesy for your liking or some shit like that.”

Suguru stands up to his full height again and grabs his hoodie, almost ready to go to the bar, “I'll bring popcorn when I get back, how’s that sound?”

You follow him to the door, watching as he slips his shoes on before turning around to face you, “are you sure? I know it's not the kind of genre you usually like to watch.” 

“I won't let a movie stop me from spending time with my girlfriend,” he smiles and kisses your lips with a long and noisy peck that makes your heart happy, “and we are playing Mario Kart after.”

“But I suck at Mario Kart!” 

“Exactly.”

—

It’s almost time for Suguru to come home and since the last few days have felt like the honeymoon phase when you moved in together, you decide you should spoil him with warm tea and a few of his favorite pastries. 

As you make sure to turn off the stove and place the kettle safely on top of it, you hear the familiar jiggle of keys at the door. He steps in with his shoulders slumped and his eyes red, a very unusual sight that, truthfully, scares you a bit.

You walk up to him with the intent of helping him get rid of his clothes, to comfort him, but a particular smell catches your attention.

“You smoked,” it wasn’t a question.

He grimaces in return, “I'll go brush my teeth.”

You follow him to the bathroom, observing him splash water on his face before picking up his toothbrush.

“Rough night?”

He looks at you through the mirror and stares at your reflection for what feels like an eternity, but then he just shrugs, places his toothbrush back next to yours, and exits the bathroom.

“You could say so.”

“Can you believe you’re almost done with your master's? You're graduating this semester, right?”

As soon as you see him nod, you beam and clap your hands together.

“We should celebrate! Is the bottle of white wine still in the fridge?” but with a shake of his head, you have your answer, “then let’s go to the store, my treat! I'll get you your favorite beers too.”

“Isn’t it too early?” he takes a look at his watch and indeed it is early, barely past seven in the morning, “and I don't drink.”

Your smile falters a bit, confused at his last statement, “since when?”

“A few months ago,” he kisses the top of your head before pouring the boiling water in a cup.

You drop the subject and choose to focus on something else, excited to see his new future approaching, “what's the plan, then? Moving to a bigger place?”

His smile turns into a sad one and shakes his head, “I want us to stay here.”

It feels like someone just threw a bucket of cold water at you, your senses sharper than ever and your mind free of the fog that clouded it. It's unsettling how it's all laced with a hint of dread, no longer being able to smile until you make sure he faces your reality.

“You can’t.”

The answer is immediate, his body turning rigid and the defensiveness radiating off of him almost palpable.

“Why not?” he retaliates, his tone harsh and cold, “we’ve been living here since we graduated, you like this place.”

So that was the reason? A fond smile settles on your lips, and a bittersweet feeling takes over you. Pushing his cup aside, you move closer to him, your hands cupping his cheeks and making him look at you.

Like a switch, Suguru’s eyes fill with tears, glistening like the prettiest amethyst, even though the sight breaks your heart. You have never seen him so broken, your own heart aching at the sight of your boyfriend on the verge of breaking down in your arms. 

But you can’t drag this on and keep fooling yourselves.

“It's time to let go, Suguru.”

End of part one.

[silenttrxxs]

vampire choi san! x reader

nsfw!, smut, angst (if you squint), mentions of blood, comsumptions of blood, wounds

it was another normal day, well thats what you thought to yourself. you walked the same route everyday grabbing coffee in the same shop as normal but it felt off, the coffee tasted more bitter than normal, the hot liquid burning your throat and causing you to whimper a little, the pounding in your head becoming increasingly more unbareable, taking yourself out the shop and stepping into the bright sun basking over the city you knew of old. you winced as it beat down on you trying hard to sheild your eyes from the glare finding shade in a nearby alleyway as you rooted through your handbag pulling out some tablets to cure the pain searing through your skull.

you felt a breeze as you watched the tablets fly from your grasp onto the floor and the world become black.

you blinked rapildly the bright light shining above your bringing the burning headache to come back with avengance, you winced and moved trying to block yourself with the pillow, groaning as you felt a sharp pain in your mouth and abdomen you whined and held onto the pillow the pain increasing more and more you looked around finding the help button and pressing it reapeatdly.

San was busy seeing to other patients in the hospital, his pager buzzing inssesantly as he grabbed it and looked at the number, grabbing his coat and stethascope and walking down the hallways pushing back the curtains and looking at your frail body writhing in pain. he spoke up annoucing his arrival.

"hi, y/n im doctor choi, ill be helping you today, we gathered your details from your id in your bag before admission, how are you feeling?"

you looked up squinting and wincing a little at the light behind him, you tried to speak but a hoarse whisper exited your mouth.

"it hurts; my entire body feels like its on fire doctor, can we at least have the lights out or something in here?"

san laughed a little standing closer over the bed sheilding the light from you and smiling down at you as he looked at your face taking in the look, noticing the hollow bags under your eyes and the slight shine of red glinting, he breathed knowing excatly what the diagnosis would be and knowing he didnt have long to help you.

"y/n i believe you have something serious and will need to be contained in quarentine for a while, i will guide you there myself and will ensure your full recovery, i will ensure that this condition is fully tested and my suspicions are deemed correct"

you looked up at him offering a weak attempt at a smile, you had no fight left to entertain the usual sharp witted back comments that you would usually come out with.

"okay" you breathed out weakly.

"i will carry you to the area and this will free up this bed" san said ushering a porter to take the bedding and picking your frail body up, in different circumstances this would have been something youd see in k-dramas, or in your dreams, being carried bridal style. you couldnt even bring yourself to enjoy the moment the searing hot flush of what felt like lava flooding through your veins, the pain in your abdomen becoming more painful by the second you held onto him with all the might you could muster hiding your face in his chest sheilding from the light.

san walked carefully and smiled to his collegues as he nodded to his collegue to sign your discharge note, thanking him before he walked outside, he placed you onto your feet, you wobbled a little as he fished his keys from his pocket and unlocked his car, guiding you to the door and helping you inside.

"y/n you can hear me right?" he spoke out looking to you as he sat in the seat before starting the car.

"yeah, i hear you loud and clear doctor" you breathed out feeling a little better as you looked around the tinted windows sheilding the glare of the sun.

"right, before i drive i have to tell you something"

"okay im listening..."

"firstly since i have clocked off now you can call me san, now i must explain that you will feel much better in no time if you are willing to allow me to take you to my place"

"i- erm i dont have a choice san i need help, this hurts so much"

"i know okay so ... wow how do i say this without sounding crazy"

"huh"

san noticed the wound on your forearm, clearly the wound had stopped healing due to your lack of food and blood.

"well look at your arm"

he gently lifted your arm showing you the wound.

"wait what is this"

"well this something thats going to sound crazy, you know that myths are real, vampire, gods all that... yeah its real and we live amongst everyone quite happily"

san breathed out looking out the window as he leant into his glovebox pulling out what looked like a cough sweet, taking the wrapper between his teeth forcing a fang to glint your way as he snarled a little and sucked the sweet out the wrapper.

"youre no longer human sweetie, i can help you but you first have to trust me"

"w-what why when huh?"

"its simple darling you got bitten, your turned now youre hungry and need to feed"

"o-on what"

"blood silly, now take this and ill get you some more when we get to my place"

he handed you the sweet carefully and watched as you took it and let out a slight moan at the feeling.

"i made this to help when im working"

"its so good oh my god"

"glad to hear now lets get going shall we"

san said starting the car and driving to his place.

pulling into the driveway he got out opening the door and awaiting your exit, noticing you felt a little better and was able to walk unaided he still walked with his arm behind you ensure to catch you if you was to fall. he unlocked the door and guided you into the living room.

the decor all dark and mysterious looking, curtains drawn to sheild the light from pouring in. breathing a sigh of relief he wandered to the sofa, unshering you to sit with him.

"now i am about to sound completely and utterly mad as this isnt how i usually do thing when this occurs but for some reason youve drove me crazy since i laid eyes on you"

san moved his shirt, exposing his collarbone and pulsing veins in his neck before tapping the area.

"let yourself go honey, do not feel frightened the thirst will be quenched after this i promise you"

you looked at him shocked, the exposed skin sending shivers down your spine, a searing fire feeling like it had been set off in your brain as you took in his entire form, your eyes landing on his and taking in the pure adoration and trust behind his irises.

"i trust you and i know how to make you stop darling dont worry"

you sighed as you leant closer, gasping a little as you felt his hands grip you and pull you onto his lap, settling you down and carressing the small dip in your back, if the hunger hadnt been comsuming your brain and the insessent throbbing of his veins sounding in your ears you may have gone a little mad and run away.

"t-thank you" you breathed out before latching your teeth into his neck, the blood seeping from his vein into your mouth, you moaned at the feeling of the hot liquid spilling down the back of your throat. you sucked and sucked feeling your body healing as you fed from him.

you lifted up, blood dripping from your mouth and down your chin as you looked down at him, a pleasured look plastered on yours and his face as you smiled.

"i- i can i?" you breathed out as you had the thought of kissing him flash through your brain.

"do it, now" he spoke lifting a hand to slide behind your head in the small nape of your neck guiding your moved closer before your lips attached into a passionate and hungry kiss. bodies entertwining as you both fought for dominance.

all that could be heard from the room was the sounds of breathy moans and kissing, your body taking action before you could even rationalise it, your hips moving against his increasing bulge. a stuttered moan leaving his body as you both caught onto this notion of where this was going.

you locked eyes for a second and nodded before moving at what felt like a second your clothes now shredded from your body, scattered across the floor along with his own and his body towering over yours as he gripped your thighs rubbing them and spreading your legs apart.

"fuck y/n" he moaned out as he guided his fingers over your slick folds, your body shivering at his every touch.

"s-san" you breathed out your hips bucking up into his touch.

"now now only good girls get rewarded" a

you groaned and gasped as his fingers slipped inside your hole, the wind being knocked out of you as he curved his fingers finding that delicous sweet spot, aiming for that every single time he thrusted his fingers inside you, watching the way you arched into his touch, your arm covering your face as you tried to contain yourself.

"nu uh i wanna see your face when i make you cum baby, now let go and cum over my fingers princess"

you clenched around his fingers as the wave of your orgasm flowed through your body at an alarming pace, you felt a hand pinning your arm above your head and saw the way san moaned as you gripped onto him urging him closer.

"f-fuck o-oh my god san" you moaned out as you came around his fingers, your juices flowing from you down his knuckles.

"good girl" he breathed out. taking his hand and wiping it.

his hand gliding down his body as he watched your hungry gaze.

taking his own length in his hand and stroking gently-

"f-fuck look at you clenching around nothing, so hungry for my cock arent you princess" he teased as he let his length glide over your folds, before guiding himself into you gently, letting your body pulsate and throb around him. he bit his bottom lip and held back a moan as you sucked him in fully and looked up at him.

"fuck me san please" you breathed out you body arching into him as you urged him to move.

"f-fuck oh my god" he moaned out starting to thrust into you hard, his nails digging into your hips as he pounded into you, your body becoming like jelly as he fucked you.

"fuck look at you, drooling over cock huh?" he said as he landed a slap to your ass drawing out a moan from you.

"looks like i found my perfect little cocksleeve huh?" he teased and moaned as he felt your walls instantly envelope him bringing him closer to his own impending orgasm.

"fuck baby im gonna cum" he breathed out as he gripped onto your hips harshly, the sounds filling the room almost cheesily pornographic, he looked down a thin layer of sweat coating the pair of your, hair dishelvled, the cockdumb look on your face broke him, he groaned loudly and thrusted into you brutally halting his movements as he spilled inside you. breathing heavily as he watched your face contort in pleazure and the way your walls clenched around him signalling your own orgasm has approached with him.

"f-fuck" he breathed out pulling out of you gently grabbing a cloth and coming back quickly.

"w-well... well talk about that another time let me just clean you up and we can chill and get to know a little more... than this about each other" san sighed and laughed as he wiped you down ensuring you was clean and comfy, grabbing his hoodie from the sofa where he left it in the morning before work.

"here wear this although were cold blooded ... we still feel semi normal things and plus i owe you some new clothes" he laughed looking around the room.

"pick anything ill be back" he ushered to the tv and remote before running to grab some joggers and returning to see you picked a movie.

"now ... i could get used to this" you both spoke at the same time. laughing and cuddling on the couch.

[hoshieeyewrinkles]

Guilty pleasure [2]

Part 1 | Part 2

Tw warning: step-cest, public sex, car sex, they fuck infront of the church, slight choking, reader gets called slut once, corruption kink.

You guys wanted part 2 so here I am, even though I don't like the part 1 😭

"Anyone can see us right now," his raspy voice lingers in your ear as you struggle to hold back your moans while slowly bouncing on his cock. His dark gaze admires your flushed cheeks, the sweat causing your hair to stick to your forehead, and your mouth slightly apart. His hand, holding your puffy black dress up while admiring your wet cunt, effortlessly taking his cock. The tinted car windows were raised, hiding you both from outside view.

"You really have no shame, right? Doing this in front of a church, knowing that our parents will be back any moment." He lightly spanks your ass while watching you bounce faster. "C-can't help it hyuckie, I needed you..." You whined in his ear, moving closer to kiss him. He groaned and eagerly kissed you back, his hands caressing your hair.

Everything was so sinful, including bouncing on your stepbrother's cock in the car in front of a church while your parents are inside praying and you both are inside the car fucking under the guise of you being sick and Haechan taking care of you.

Your two moans blend together, his hands caressing your hips and guiding you to bounce faster. The force causing the car to shake as well. "Mhm...hyukiee," you kept moaning his name desperately trying to reach your high. "Fuck. Look at what I have turned you into, an uncontrollable slut." His hand wrapped around your throat, lightly choking you. You move his hand away from your throat, bringing it closer to your lips and kissing it. His heart melted at your actions for a moment before he began thrusting his hips back in.

His lips latching onto your nipples through your dress, making you squirm from the sensation, both of you desperately caressing each other, trying to ride out your high together. You came on his cock as he watched himself release himself in you, his cum dripping down your cunt looking the creamiest ever. If only he could eat you out right now.

A knock on the car made you both panic as you immediately wore your underwear back and haechan pulled back his pants. Lowering the windows, he was greeted by your mom's face.

"Y/n, honey, are you doing okay-?" She gasped halfway through when she saw your sweaty state. Haechan beside you, a lazy cocky smirk plastered on his face, manspreading while you sat there timidly scared to be caught. "Oh my goodness, what happened to you sweetie?" She questioned, and Haechan began to caress your hair as you rested your head on his chest. "Don't worry, she was just feeling nauseous." He said, and your mother gave a brief nod, her gaze darting between the close proximity you two shared and your face. "I see, let me go back and bring your dad honey, we will go to the pharmacy." She said before leaving hesitantly, missing the smooch you two shared.

"The car smelled strange....maybe I am being paranoid." She reassured herself. While you and Haechan continued to make out, he smirked between your open mouthed kisses, reflecting on how he transformed you into his perfect little angel. He would never claim you as his guilty pleasure, whether in front of your mother or God, because like always he was never guilty of ruining you.

Read part 1 here

[kaiijo]

FIRST DATES — [HONKAI: STAR RAIL]

characters: welt, gepard, sampo, jing yuan, tingyun, kafka content: gn! reader, food/eating in jing yuan’s and kafka’s, mentions of drinking (tea!) in tingyun’s

welt yang ✶

you love the way the lights of the stars reflect in welt’s eyes as the astral express rockets through the galaxy. he points out a line of stars, telling you, “that’s lan the reignbow’s constellation.”

the observatory car on the astral express is surprisingly underutilized. You figure it’s because you can see the universe through every window of the train. but the observatory car is special; the windows stretch from the ceiling to the floor and the seating is oriented to face outwards. there’s a robotic guide that you can ask questions to, but you turned it off when welt and you settled into the car. he’s better than any automated infobot.

you blink at the thousands of stars that dot the sky and squint. “i don’t see it.”

welt chuckles and stands, holding his hand out. you take it and he leads you to the window, using your intertwined hands to trace the outline of the constellation. “see?” he asks, as patient and affectionate as ever. “there’s his arm and his bow stretched to the sky. it’s quite an extraordinary sight.”

you know it’s a damn cliché, but you’re only focused on the calm on welt’s face and the glimmer in his eye as you reply, “yeah, it is.”

when you turn to face the constellation, you don’t realize that welt does the exact same thing.

gepard landau ✶

this is actually your third attempt at a first date with gepard. the first two were, unsurprisingly, interrupted by an urgent matter he had to attend to with the silvermane guards and pela calling because she needed help getting a drunk serval home safely. (serval felt so bad about stealing her brother away that she sent you a pretty bouquet of flowers the next day.)

you figure out that paying for movie tickets and making reservations is pointless, given the unpredictability of when gepard will be needed again so you decide instead to just take a walk around belabog.

your walk quickly turns into a game of ‘stay away from the silvermane guards because you know gepard will rush to fix any problems they have and you’ll be damned if he’s taken away from you again.’

“i’ve never actually read these before,” gepard admits to you as you stand in front of the wall plastered with posters of famous belobogian plays and movies. you stand close together, arms brushing, as he pauses to read the captions.

out of the corner of your eye, you see the familiar glint of silver and blue armor and you quickly slip your hand into gepard’s. “let’s go make a wish in the fountain.” you drag him along, praying that he doesn’t see dunn on patrol. that guy always has something to say and it’s usually asking about serval.

when you glance back, your pleasantly surprised to see dunn nowhere in sight and a pink tint to gepard’s face.

sampo koski ✶

leave it to sampo to take you to the fight club on your first date. “got us premium, front row tickets to the hottest fight in town,” sampo says as he leads you with a hand on the small of your back into the fight club.

“can’t anyone just walk in?” you ask him.

he wags his finger at you, smile broad and blindingly white. “not this one!”

you find yourself smiling at his enthusiasm. “alright, well, thank you for bringing me then.”

sampo replies, “anything for my favorite person.”

when he walks in, dr. dig rushes up to him. “where’ve you been, man? you’re ten minutes late!”

“sorry, sorry,” sampo says, though he doesn’t sound apologetic in the least. he nudges you towards dr. dig. “take care of this one while i’m occupied.”

you raise an eyebrow. “and where are you off to?”

sampo’s smile only widens. “didn’t i tell you? i’m fighting in this tournament.” your eyes widen and sampo continues, “and if i win all my rounds, you’ll go out with me again, right? please say yes or else you’ll break my fragile little heart.”

jing yuan ✶

jing yuan’s already lounging on the picnic blanket when his secretary shows you to the gardens. his eyes lift and a slow smile spreads across his face. “a sight for sore eyes,” he says as you sit down with him. there’s an array of xianzhou delicacies like berrypheasant skewers, songlotus cakes, and tuskpir wraps.

you’re a little shy under jing yuan’s gaze, carefully lifting a cake to your mouth and taking a bite, the cake making its signature laughing sound as you do. as you chew, jing yuan reaches over and tilts your chin up with his fingers, thumb coming to graze the corner of your mouth.

your face explodes into flames as he says, “just some crumbs,” in that low drawl. it sends pleasant shivers down your spine.

as you finish your cake, jing yuan stretches up with a groan and looks at you with half-lidded eyes. “would you mind if i rested? i’m quite tired from the day.”

“not at all,” you reply but you don’t expect him to lay his head in your lap. your face feels even hotter but you choose to rub your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp. you swear you hear jing yuan purr.

“tell me about your day,” he says. “i like hearing your voice.”

tingyun ✶

tingyun’s fluffy tail brushes against your leg as mengming leads you to a table. “do you come here often?” you ask her.

she giggles, “i think you need a better pick up line.”

you pout a little. “it was a genuine question, tingyun.”

“i know, i’m just teasing,” she says. “yes, i come here when i need a break, which doesn’t really happen often but mengming has the best tea.”

“what do you like here?”

she hums and says, “i like their immortal tea. it’s a good amount of sweetness and a great price too. it’s definitely a favorite.”

you nod, glancing at the menu. then, you look back at her sitting across from you and say, “did you do something new to your ears? they look extra soft today.”

“oh! you noticed! yes, it’s a new shampoo,” she says. with a wink, she tells you, “keep talking like that and you’ll be a favorite of mine too!”

kafka ✶

you narrowly dodge an attack from one of the citadel’s soldiers, instead dropping down and using your momentum to kick out the soldier’s leg instead. they drop instantly and it allows you to dive off the side of the municipal building, opening up a portal.

you land besides kafka, who’s already inside the building’s main ballroom. all the entrances and exits are sealed off due to the lockdown protocol, and you have no doubt that kafka incapacitated all the soldiers who had the misfortune of running into her.

you look around the grand room, then at her and say, “this is an odd place for a stellaron.” even odder, there’s a table in the middle of the room with lit candles, glasses of red wine, and plates of rich pastas. the gramophone in the corner plays a languid, elegant violin concerto.

kafka says, “that’s because there isn’t one here.”

you tilt your head. “come again?”

she chuckles and pats your cheek. “you’re so cute. i made the whole thing up. apologies but i wanted to surprise you for our first date.”

you blink owlishly at her as she sits down at the table, placing the napkin delicately on her lap. she looks at you expectantly and you snap out of your surprise, a small laugh leaving your own lips. you slide into your own seat. “you certainly have a flair for the dramatics, kafka.”

she smirks. “had to make an impression.” she lifts her wine glass and you do the same, clinking them together. as always, kafka achieved her goal. you don’t think you’ll ever forget this first date.