#Girl Who The Fuck Puts A Time Barrier on GRINDING Are You Out Of Your MIND????

[trainingdummyrabbit]

anyway the greatest crime of mobile games is turning time into a commodity i think

remember the good ol days. where instead of having to minmax your time into resources and or pay microtransactions you could get cool ingame thing by locking tf in for several hours straight completely unmoving and Just Winning. remember that jane.

[bellewintersroe]

Lewis Hamilton x reader smut

Sex on an F1 car?? Yes pls! Don’t ask me the logistics of this because I’ll never know and I highly doubt it’s possible but whatever this is fiction. This isn’t proof read. When you surprise your boyfriend of two years after his 3rd place at Silverstone, he’s overwhelmed and can’t wait a second longer to get you alone. It just happens to be in the garage, with his Mercedes racing car…

Smiling, I glanced up to my fiancé who approached before continuing typing my message to my friend who was asking how the surprise went. I hadn’t seen Lewis in over 4 weeks and told him I couldn’t make it to Silverstone, however I’d been in the crowd the whole time and managed to surprise him once the race was over.

“Still can’t believe you’re here.” He waved his way through the garage, careful not to bump into anything. His voice echoed around empty room, everybody else on the Mercedes team elsewhere whilst I waited exactly where Lewis had told me to be. “I know.” I giggled, sending the text as he stepped up behind me, hands sliding over my front, one wrapping over my chest, the other over my hips, pressing a loving kiss to my cheek.

His embrace warmed the inside of my chest as I placed my phone back into the bag resting over my shoulder so my full attention could be on him now. “Been so long.” He groaned, rolling his hips against my upper bum. At first I thought it was just an attempt to get closer. “Almost a month.” I hummed, resting my head back against his contently. Lewis’s hand slipped over the strap of my bag, nudging it down off my arm. “What’re you-“ he placed it to one side before returning to his position before, tilting my face so I could look at him directly. “-doing?” A smile perked seeing him watch over me with that familiar glint in his eye.

“Like I said, it’s been so long.” He hushed, causing me to giggle as he attempted to kiss me deeply. “No, no, you’re not horny already, in here?” My hand swatted at his arms hugging over my smaller body. Lewis let out a knowing laugh, pulling me closer into him with a squeeze. “Oh my god.” I laughed, his lack of answer telling me everything I needed to know.

“C’mon baby, I’ve been waiting so long.” He hushed, pressing a kiss to my jaw as I sighed at the affection, my fingers smoothing over hit tattooed arms once again. “And you look so fucking sexy.” He then hummed in a tone he knew I couldn’t resist. His hand smoothed clearly over my pubic bone, reaching down to pick up the hem of my short, summer dress, also grinding his already hard erection into my ass once again. “Mmmm, in here?” I smiled, biting down on my lip. We were alone, everybody else was occupied elsewhere for now. “You want it?” Lewis spoke lowly as he bucked his hips into my ass again. I felt weak in the knees, I’d been deprived of him for so long that I didn’t think I could resist, and now he wanted to fuck me in a Mercedes garage- with his car right in front of us.

“Mmm, yeah.” I smiled, turning my face to meet his kiss once more. Lewis melted into it, hand scrunching my dress in his hand as he pulled my hips further back into his crotch with his arm firmly barred there. The tracksuit bottoms he’d changed into didn’t give much of a barrier between his cock and my ass, but I could tell it wasn’t enough as he rubbed himself slowly up against me.

“Will anybody come in?” I spun around, wrapping my arms over his shoulder as I watched through my eyelashes. “No.” He had heavy lidded eyes, eyes filled with lust as he lowered his head to kiss me gently, slowly, deeply. God, it was enough to make me dizzy.

“We just have to be quick.” He hushed, hiking up my dress to grab my bare ass. “Mmm, quick, Lewis?” I whined, breaking the kiss. “I wanted it properly.” I offered him a pout as his eyebrows perked at my bratty behaviour. “Who says it’s not gonna be properly?” He spun me around, hips yanking mine into his crotch again. “Bend over for me, pretty girl, put your hands on here.” He patted the hood of the car, my eyes widened slightly as I followed his instructions, his hand smoothing all the way up my arm and down my back, arching it slowly.

“Let me do my thing now, and I promise I’ll fuck you so good when we’re back.” I could only respond with a moan, feeling him tugging down my thongs, him following them down as he knelt behind me. I was a little shocked, the fact Lewis was going to eat me out when I was literally sprawled over his racing car. This thing cost millions of fucking pounds.

“Missed this pussy.” He muttered before pressing a kiss to my sensitive area. I hadn’t touched myself in a whole week, wanting to make this feel as good as possible. Lewis, on the other hand, had sent me a video of him rubbing one out just the night prior. “Missed my girl.” He then hummed, the sound of his lips parting and meeting my pussy making a shudder run down my back. The sensation of his tongue and lips moving against my clit and hole drove me crazy as I let out a gasp, arching my back further into the sensation as I rested my elbows on the car, palms slapping down onto the metal below. “Lewis.” I lowly moaned, careful with how loud I was being. The last thing either of us would want was somebody to walk in and find Lewis Hamilton eating his girlfriend out on his Mercedes.

I felt him hum in response, up against my pussy as he sucked on my clit. He for sure wasn’t wasting anytime, diving right in as my hips twitched. I had to bite down on my hand in order not to yelp out. His mouth just felt so warm against my pussy, hands pulling me closer by the creases between my thighs and hips, snaking one down to rub over my clit. Lewis gave no warning as his hand travelled up north to my asshole, licking gently, dampening the area and spreading my wetness and his spit to both my holes. I let out a slightly louder moan now, feeling him pull off. “No, no-“ I whispered.

“Shhh, or I’ll have to stop won’t I?” He hummed as I let out a pouty whine, allowing him to get back to work as I felt my pussy throb at the sensation of where he was flicking his tongue against. I needed his cock, I needed it bad, I knew Lewis would spend all day eating me out, so when his tongue returned to flicker in and out of my aching hole, I pushed myself back up against the car. “Fuck me, Lewis. I need it, please.”

He smirked, wiping the back of his mouth before pulling his cock out of his pants quickly. “You taste so fucking good, don’t you?” Lewis asked as I hummed, feeling him stroke his cock up and down against my folds. Lewis spat down, spreading it over his large cock as I attempted to get a proper look. He made that difficult when he slid right in, the tightness making us both groan in surprise.

The way he filled me up was insanely good, instantly the relief of not having him inside me for almost a month was overwhelming. “My good girl, coming to surprise me, aren’t you?” He muttered slowly, words causing my eyes to roll back in complete pleasure. He turned me on so much with his words, so much so I’d lost my own as he adjusted my hips, pushing all the way in me. I let out a moan, dropping my head low. “Don’t go all shy on me, baby.” He giggled gently, reaching over to pull me back up, flush against his chest. The new angle made me wince, seeing as I was much shorter than him. “Okay, okay, put your leg up on here so I can fuck you.” He patted the car bonnet, easing my leg up over the Mercedes as I gasped at how deep he was inside me.

“Fuck, that feels good.” I finally spoke, pressing my hands on the bonnet below, one of them flying up to the Halo for support. “Yeah? I missed this tight pussy, fuck.” He began thrusting in and out now, breathing heavily as his cock hit the perfect angle inside of me.

I glanced around, actually looking over his car, it was so fucking sexy that he was fucking me over his car now, I’d secretly fantasied about it for so long. “You like me fucking you on my car?”

“Yeah.” I whined, feeling him bend over me as he threw smaller thrusts inside of me, hearing him let out an inward moan as he gulped harshly. It was overwhelming, the pleasure, the position, how dirty it all was. “Oh my… god! Your cock feels so good, Lewis.” I groaned through clenched teeth as he kissed my back before pushing himself back up and began thrusting into me at a much quicker pace.

“Fuck! Yes, yes, yes.” I babbled, hearing him grunt as he slammed his hips into mine. “Missed you so much, missed your cock, fuck, fill me up like that.”

“Stop, or I’m gonna cum too quick.” Lewis warned, letting out a strangled moan, hand struggling to find my lips as he clamped a hand over there. “Fuck.” He laughed gently, pausing as I whined, throwing my hips back as I gazed over my shoulder at him with the most seductive eyes. I didn’t care if he came, it turned me on when he came so quickly for me. “You did say you wanted to be quick.”

“Yeah, but- fuck- I wanna savour it… let me take a picture, baby.”

“Mmmm, yeah.” I hushed, turning back and throwing my hips back into his some more. I heard Lewis click a couple of pictures on his phone before he tossed it to one side, snatching at my hips again now, fucking into me like he’d wanted to the whole month we were apart.

“Can’t last for long.” He choked out as I pursed my lips, attempting to not be so loud as I used my free hand to rub over my clit. I had collapsed properly onto the car now, feeling Lewis pushing me down as he stuck two of his fingers inside of me without warning. “Oh my god!” I jumped, the front of my shoe barely touching the floor as he pinned me down against the cold metal, fingering me at a bruising rate.

“Cum for me, baby, fuck, cum before I do.” Lewis spoke, the sound of my wetness echoing around the garage as I let out a pathetic cry. “Make me cum, make me cum.”

Lewis fingers twitched some more, before slamming in and out of me, causing my head to spin as I began chasing my orgasm. Oh my god, I felt like I was on a different planet, clutching over his car as I let out a choked out cry, feeling the coil pull extremely tight in my stomach.

“That’s it, that’s it!” He encouraged, a broken gasp leaving my mouth before the pleasure became blinding and I felt myself release with a loud yell, waves of overwhelmingly hot pleasure rocking through my pussy as Lewis quickly shoved his hand against my mouth again. I was a moaning, yelping mess against his hand, my body convulsing as he hushed me gently. “Good girl, good girl. I’m gonna fuck you again, now.” He didn’t wait until I was finished with my orgasm, slipping easily inside my drenched pussy again with a low groan, beginning to work on my overly sensitive cunt. I couldn’t even form words as his hand still pressed over my mouth, muffling the uncontrollable moans that escaped my mouth as he fucked his cock deep inside me. He was so deep inside me I could feel the press of his balls against the rest of my pussy, sending another throb of overwhelming pleasure right through me.

Lewis panted as he slapped his free hand onto my ass, gripping it as he fucked me harder, the sound of him letting out a strained curse and hand slapping on the metal of the car below me indicating he was reaching his orgasm. My eyes rolled back when he attempted to push himself in as far inside me as physically possible before he yanked himself out, spurting ropes of cum all over my used pussy and raw ass. Lewis bit down into the collar of his coat, muffling the satisfied groan that fell from the back of his throat. It was the hottest thing I’d ever heard and seen as I watched from over my shoulder.

His eyes had rolled back into his head slightly as his body jerked from the gentle strokes he was giving himself as he slowly fell down, head resting against my back. “Fuck.” He softly laughed, kissing me as I offered him a satisfied hum, feeling the soft of his hand slide over my shoulder. “You okay?” He whispered with a happy smile, clearly buzzing he’d finally been able to fuck me. “Yeah, it was good.” I smiled, exhaling out as I sunk back down onto both my wobbly feet.

“Steady.” Lewis kept a hand on my waist before reaching over to kiss my lips. “I love you baby, let me… find some tissue.” He’d searched around, eventually finding some rough blue roll as he attempted to be as gentle as possible wiping me clean. “I think I came inside you a little.” He let out a soft laugh, the exact same one I fell in love with as he pressed a cheeky kiss to my ass. “Oh well. I’m still on my pill anyway.” I shrugged, taking my underwear from the floor and pulling them up. I think I’d just got them up in time when voices came closer and engineers and mechanics began buzzing into the room.

“Damn, never mind, I’ve been hoping for a baby…” he’d muttered cheekily, only so I could hear and become a blushing mess for the rest of the day. The worst part- everybody going immediately to the car where Lewis had just fucked my brain out on…

[youaintnothinbuta]

austin - “you need me.”

Summary: Your time of the month really sends your hormones crazy, Austin is sick of you rejecting period sex because you ‘feel dirty’.

Pairing: austin x fem!reader

Word count: 1,100

Warnings: SMUT, period sex, unprotected sex, blood, period oral (f receiving).

If period sex makes you uncomfortable, do not read this!!

MASTERLIST

Being on your period was torture, and not just because of the cramps and the pain and the headaches and the nausea. While those things definitely sucked, it was the crazy fluctuation of hormones that sent your sex drive skyrocketing. You and Austin had a very healthy sex life to say the least, and your insistence on not having sex for the week you had your period drove him wild just as much as it did you. He’d made it abundantly clear he had no problem with the thought of period sex, he took every opportunity to remind you about how orgasms can help period cramps, and had even used the phrase ‘not a real solider without a bit of blood on your sword’ more than once. You wanted to, too, of course, there was just that mental barrier of feeling dirty that was stopping you. Usually, you two just settled for grinding on each other til you came and then finishing him off in your mouth.

“I’ve done the math, Y/N. Your crazy hormones plus your sexual frustration times by my sexual frustration leaves us pretty amazing sex. Please.” Austin groaned as the pair of you arrived home from dinner, walking through the front door.

“Austin, I want to, you know I just can’t bring myself to.” You reminded him, locking the door behind you.

“It’s not any easier for me than it is for you, you know. You’re like an animal in heat. Clawing at me and rubbing on me all day. And then you leave me desperate.” He explained you as he hung his coat up.

“Austin.” You sighed his name, turning to head upstairs.

Begging you wasn’t working, he needed to change his tactic. Seduction. He grabbed your wrist, stopping you from walking away. A little whine escaped your lips. You were desperate to be manhandled by him. That whine didn’t go unnoticed by Austin, who was stood in front of you, one side of his lips curling into a smirk.

“Look at you, you’re about to combust,” he dropped your wrist, instead using his hand to squeeze your waist, “you need me.”

He had you wrapped around his finger with those three words. His eyes fixed on yours intently, making the pit in your tummy feel like it was on fire. You opened your mouth to speak but no words could be said before Austin pressed his lips to yours, that same hand that was around your waist now snaking around the inside of your thigh, giving you a squeeze and trailing his fingers up to your crotch. Your eyes shut, a quiet moan leaving your lips. You thought for a moment.

“Austin, fuck me. Please.”

It was his to turn to almost combust, a tingly feeling shooting through his nerves at the sound of your voice, asking him to fuck you. He picked you up, your legs wrapping tightly around his waist, he wasted not one second getting you to your bedroom, laying you down and then himself on top of you. You tilted your hips upwards as he placed kisses erratically all over any skin that wasn’t covered by your clothes, although aiming his attention at your chest.

“God, Austin, now.”

Usually, being so desperate and demanding would’ve got you punished but not this time, he was far too desperate himself to drag it out any longer. He stood up off you, stripping himself of his clothes, giving you a chance to do the same whilst on the bed.

A hand of his pulled your knee to one side, spreading your legs in front of him. He wrapped the string of your tampon around his finger.

“Can I?” You nodded, he slowly pulled the cotton out of your pussy, going into the ensuite of your bedroom to put it in the bin.

“My sweet girl.” He muttered, his naked body crawling back over you before trailing kisses down the length of your body, his fingertips making the hairs on your body stand up from the coolness of the water he’d washed his hands with. He dragged his nose against the mound of flesh above your clit, his breath lightly brushing over it.

“No teasing, please, not today.” You asked, your voice calling his eyes up to meet yours. He nodded ever so slightly, accepting your request. You thought that was the teasing, being down between your thighs. I mean, obviously, he wasn’t going to eat your pussy on your period, obviously.

Your eyes widened at the feeling of his tongue brush against your clit. And then again.

“When I said fuck me I didn’t mean—“ you tried to speak but your sentence was cut short as his lips tugged on your most sensitive area.

“Oh fuck, okay.”

Austin smiled against you, his lips kissing and sucking your clit. He pressed his index and middle finger inside you, shivering at the squelching sound of his fingers playing in your wetness and blood, making him groan against you. The vibrations of his groan went shooting through your core, you were fighting the urge to clamp his head at your heat with your thighs. His fingers curled inside of you, each motion forcing a chorus of wet noises from your body, each one sending him closer and closer to the edge.

“Need you in me.” You panted, desperately. He gave you clit one last long suck, his lips popping loudly as he disconnected them from your dripping heat. The palm of his right hand had some blood dribbled down it, his index and middle finger bright red. He wiped his fingers off on his bare chest before leaning his hands either side of your head, the sight of your blood smeared across his skin was turning you alarmingly more than it probably should have. Maybe it was just due to the fact that humans are, at the end of the day, still instinctive animals, but he felt no different. Sex with Austin was always amazing, but this, this was dirty, this was raw. His cock was throbbing, aching to come in you. Slowly, he pressed his hips into yours, both of your jaws hung open as he did so. The hormones, the extra lubricant, the sexual frustration, whatever it was- it was ecstasy. He quickly found the rhythm you liked best, his teeth biting his bottom lip as he watched your thighs tremble as his cock slammed in and out of you.

“Gonna come already, aren’t you? I can feel it, honey, come f’me.” He mumbled, his lips smeared against yours. He didn’t need to ask you twice, your hips bucking up against his. He kept his pace, coaxing your orgasm out of you.

“Austin!” You cried his name, clinging to him as the knot in your tummy unraveled. He too, came undone, the most gutteral, hoarse growl you’d ever heard come from him leaving his mouth as he spilled out inside of you, his arms shaking as he held himself hovering over you.

“My lord.” He laughed out in slight disbelief of the pleasure he’d just experienced, pulling out of you. He kissed your forehead, “how was that for you?”

Your head was spinning, the stars in your vision were starting to fade, however. “We’re gonna do that again.”

Austin smiled against your shoulder, “we are, but I think we should step into the shower f’now.”

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

Wild Wednesday: Imagine Josh taking pictures of you in your lingerie, like professional pictures. And as time goes on you end up building up so much sexual tension that by the end of it you can’t keep your hands off each other

I love sexual tension so much, makes the actual act much more exciting. The whole thing feels like foreplay. What started as a hot idea from Josh to have some photos to have of you while he's gone on tour, turns into this dance of who will move first, how far can this go until you both give in to your aching desires.

The way he poses you, directing you to lay across the bed, how he brings his hand to run along your back to get you to arch your back off the sheets, "Now look at me," he instructs, pointing the camera lens at you. Your faux innocent eyes looking down the barrel of the camera, he clicks taking several pictures. You change positions a few times, it makes you so wet to see him watching you like this, seeing how hard he's getting, trying your best to not go easy on him. You get on all fours for him, the black lace over your body not keeping much to the imagination. You place your head against the pillow beneath you, your ass in the air, legs spread just a bit as you look over your shoulder the best you can to him as he clicks away. You smile at him, the dull ache in your wet pussy makes you shake your hips at him, "Fuck I love it when you look at me like that." He whispers almost to himself.

He lets the camera fall a bit as his eyes trace over your ass, his hand coming to run over the skin of your ass, fingers tracing along the edge of the lace material, snapping it against your body as he moves his hand away. You hum at the feeling, "You look so beautiful baby. Always so beautiful for me." He whispers to you. He takes a photo of his hand gripping your ass, spanking it after for good measure, making you cry out a whiney moan. "Ah baby, you need it don't you?" Josh teases running his hand up the small of your back, you nod against the pillow, "Yes please, I need you so bad." You whimper, no longer able to take the teasing. Josh smiles as he runs his hand up your inner thigh, all the way to your clothed pussy, you sigh as Josh practically traces his middle finger through your folds, the soaked panties clinging to you, a barrier so thin you curse that you were wearing them at all. "Oh baby I can tell. You are a mess." He smirks, his fingers running over your pussy, practically caressing you with his palm. You move to grind against his hand but he just pulls away, you whine at the loss of his touch. "Don't worry pretty girl, I'm gonna give it to ya." He says as he pulls your panties to the side, two fingers slowly, gently pushing inside of you. You moan at the feeling of finally getting some much needed attention. He slowly begins to finger fuck you, the lewd sounds of your wetness make both you and and Josh sigh.

You hear the shutter of the camera, photos of his fingers deep inside your beautiful dripping wet pussy. You moan at just the vision of the photo in your mind, how it'll look seeing Josh's slender fingers inside of you, how good it'll make him feel when he's in need of you while all alone on tour, making him cum just from your pictures. Josh pulls his hand away, shuffling to undress. The camera lays on the bed as he strips, he puts the camera strap back on over his neck. He runs his cock through your folds, the shutter sounds as he does. "Looks so pretty." He mutters before pushing inside of you, inch by inch, the click of the button over and over until he's deep inside of you. Fucking you slow and intentionally, letting the head of his cock drag over your g-spot.

It goes on like this for awhile until you ask for a turn. You lay back, taking photos as Josh fucks you, your point of view of your boyfriend fucking you with your legs over his shoulders, the way his hands grip your thighs, how his body looks above you. He takes the camera, taking photos of his perspective, "You look so pretty with my hand around your throat." He says with a rasp as his hand closes around your neck, applying the perfect amount of preassure that makes your eyes roll back. "Always wanted to take a picture of you like this, I think about it all the time." His voice shakes as he fucks you harder, only making you cry out his name.

Eventually the camera is set aside as you and Josh can't keep your hands off of eachother. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him close, "Oh fuck fuck fuck-" "Feels so fuckin' good. Ah fuck." Josh moans, his thrusts grow faster as you two tumble towards your climax. The two of you clawing the other with desperate hands and ragged breath as you cum together. Josh is wrapped up in your arms as you both wind down from your very exciting escapades. "One more." Josh mumbles before grabbing the camera, pulling out of you slowly, capturing the look of your pussy leaking his cum. You smile at him lazily as he sets the camera down.

"We took a lot of photos."

"Looks like I'm gonna be making a scrapbook."

[demolition-lovers-blog]

MAFIA HARRY X Y/N

 Part 3 

Smut 

 Harry sat in his office he had work he needed to do but he just could t get himself to focus. His mind going back to last night when he fucked y/n’s mouth he never thought he would want to be with with someone who wasn’t very experienced let alone a virgin, but as he sits here remembering her innocent eyes looking up at him with his cock in her mouth he knows he was wrong so very fucking wrong. He knows this also changed things he was used to having lovers, flings, one night stands whatever you wanted to call it, he knows that y/n is much soften then the woman he has been with, does this mean he’s going to take it easy on her while he does the filthiest things he can think of, he’ll no. He knows he will have to be aware of her feelings, she will have them if she doesn’t already and he isn’t a fan of girls feelings, he usually just cares about making them cum and then emptying himself into and leaving no messy emotions involved

. As he sits and thinks about it not sure if he can give her that if he can’t he would have to stop this now and let her find someone who will be able to give her those things but the thought of that makes his blood boil, he thinks he would kill anyone who tried to touch his girl. Shit he just said his girl he laughs to himself he guesses he had already made up his mind even before really thought about it. He gives up to tying to work and instead go find the girl that has been taking up residence in his mind all day. He is about to head upstairs to see if she is in her room when movement catches his eye out by the pool. He knows she is laying in a lounger because he can see a silhouette in the bright sun, but he is not prepared for what he sees when he comes up to her eyes finally adjusting to the sun.

     Y/n is laying out in one the smallest bikinis he has ever seen and he swears his cock got instantly hard. Fuck, she was beautiful, her body was thick in all the right places. He takes another minute to just drink her in, eyes closed headphones on she doesn’t even notice that Harry is standing there. He thinks she must of fell asleep, so he takes this opportunity to crawl up her gorgeous body then leaning his head down he starts kissing her neck. Y/n’s eyes open slowly at first then widening when she realizes what is going on, she barely has time to register what is happening in her mind when her body had already responded a small moan before she can catch it falling from her lips. “Hi baby, did you have a nice nap.” He asks in between slow sensual kisses working from behind her ear trailing down her n close. All she can do is nod, finding no works able to fall from her lips. “I can’t stop thinking about you and the way your mouth felt rapped around my cock.” 

Y/n blinks she doesn’t know how to respond to that , how does one respond to that comment when you have a very limited sex life and limited was probably over exaggerating she muses. “Did you like sucking my cock baby?” Y/n didn’t even have to think about it she did she truly did enjoy it, so she answers him honestly. “Yes” she breathed out. “That’s right it’s the only cock your gonna put in your sweet little mouth. Understand?” He says the last word with more power. “It’s the only one I want, I swear .”

    She sighs out as he grinds down on her pussy with his hard cock, she has such a thin barrier between her clit and his rough jeans and she raises her hips without even realizing. “Needy little girl.” He growled into her ear and it sent shivers down her spine. “How about I repay the favor, hmm would you like that?” He breathes in her ear. “Do you want my mouth on your greedy little pussy sweetheart?” She nodded her head almost like a eager little puppy. He lifts his head up and smirks down at her before he leans in to mesh his lips with hers in a kiss that has y/n’s toes curling. “Your so cute baby, but you need to tell me in words.” Y/n swallows hard trying to find the words that she knows Harry wants to hear. “Please, Harry, please put your mouth on me.” He looked her in the eyes “where baby?” He asks as he starts kissing down her neck making his way down to her breast pulling the fabric of one side of her bikini over and taking a nipple into his mouth. “Where do you want my mouth?” He asks as he moved to take the other nipple into his mouth giving it a hard suck.” My pussy.” She blurts out before she can even censor her answer. “Fuck, that’s right I’m gonna eat that greedy little pussy.” 

    He looks up at her meeting her nervous eyes. He softens a bit remembering that this is all still new to her. He gives her a genuine smile no smirk this time. “Relax baby, I’m gonna make you feel good, the only thing you need to do is just lay there and enjoy how I make you feel.” He tells her while he is undoing the ties on the bottom of her bikini. Gerry pulls away the fabric that is keeping him from what he really wants. “So pretty baby.” He says almost to himself without another word he nuzzles himself between her thighs and breaths in, sighs and then with a shocking yelp falling from y/n’s lips she dives in and licks her folds savoring the taste on his tongue before going back in. 

     He takes a two fingers and separates her lips and licks up to her clit but not giving it any attention. Flattening his tongue he wants all he can get of her sweat pussy, he thinks this might be the closest he has ever been to heaven and he knows now that he never wants anyone else he wants no he thinks he needs this pretty innocent perfect little girl to be his and only his. Harry has been teasing around her clit but never making contact with the pretty little bud that is begging for his attention, he pulls the hood back with his thumb and he sucks her clit into his mouth and almost instantly y/n moans and he wants to hear more of that, wants he moans to be a song that plays over and over again in his head. He continued licking into her no longer ignoring the pulsing bud as he teases a finger at her drippy hole, he pushes in slowly and she moans loader but then it turns into a wine.

       She starts breathing heavy and he can feels her squeezing his finger already, and again he is brought back to how innocent and inexperienced she really is. “Harry” she breathed out, and he just hummed into her. “ I know baby, I can feel it, I feel your pussy pulsing around my finger, go ahead sweetheart cum for me so I can taste your juices. Come on let go.” He commands her and y/n feels the tingling starting at her toes and working it’s way up her body until it explodes like euphoria thru her and she shudders and shakes as he hold her down and continued licking her thru her after shocks. 

 She’s starts pushing his head away murmuring “too much, too much.” Harry let’s out a soft laugh and moves back up so he can kiss her properly and let her see just how good she taste.  “We are going to have to work on you consoling your orgasms baby, I’m coming to show you what edging and overstimulating can really do to you, but in time. First things first I need to fuck you, you have me so hard and the only place I want to putty my cock is in your cunt.” Harry says as he gets up from the lounger and extends his hand to her. “Come on sweet girl, your first time needs to be in a bed.” She wines as he pulls her up. “None of that now.” He gives her a pointed look as he takes a towel and wraps it around her. “Brats get punished and virgin or not I’ll spank your ass till you learn to listen to me.” Y/n gasps she knew Harry had a dominant personality he had to you can’t be the head of a mafia with being dominant, but does she want threat in a partner. It’s almost like Harry reads he mind as he looks over his shoulder at her. “ Don’t worry baby you’ll love it.” And who is she to argue she thinks he has told her this before and he has been right, she has loved everything he told her she would.

[hispipsqueak]

Burned

Enji Todoroki x F!Reader - NSFW

A/N: So @cozykozume​ wanted me to name this “Cooling Down the Fire Daddy” so there’s that. Anyways, in case you didn’t know, I LOVE Enji Todoroki....like an extraordinary amount. Which is hilarious, because I started the series hating him but I digress. So here’s one of my favorite things I’ve written and also one of the longest posts because I just...I am just so soft for this man. <3 Pip

WC: 4.5K

TW: unprotected sex, feelings, slight size kink, oral (f receiving), drunk sex, slight angst if you squint, slight authority kink (good girl etc.)

H/N = Hero Name

When you stepped into the meeting that morning you weren't sure what to expect.

"Welcome back!" Midnight's cheery voice cut through the air, her eyes bright. You smiled at her as the rest of your colleagues responded with a variation of greetings and welcome's. You had been on a six month long mission across the globe and arrived back yesterday. Though you were slightly jetlagged, you were ready to throw yourself back in the grind of hero work.

As you took your seat your eyes roamed to the largest figure in the room. Endeavor had stayed silent, his eyes trained on the brief documents in front of him. Hell, you weren't even sure if he had noticed you had returned. Your heart sank slightly.

What did you expect? It had been six months, six long, confusing months since that night of booze and desire. Six months since you had felt his large hands wrapped around your body, his lips pressed against your neck hungrily as you grinded against him.

Fuck. You cut another glance at him. His eyes were narrowed as he read over the papers in front of him and his face was in it's permanent scowl. If he noticed you at all, he was doing a good job hiding it. 

Your thoughts were interrupted by Hawks swaggering in the room. 

"Hey h/n! Long time, no see! How was the mission?" He called out, pulling you into a friendly hug. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Enji shift. 

"Great. Managed to bust the kingpin and shut the entire operation down. Glad to be back though". You smiled back at the winged hero. He nodded, before taking his seat right next to the flame hero.

"Mornin' Endeavor!" his cheery voice rang out.

Enji grumbled a greeting, his eyes not looking up

Eraserhead cleared his throat from the head of the table.

"Let's get started."

You couldn't help zoning out as the dark haired hero discussed the current mission. You forced your eyes to stare at the file in front of you and not the man across from you. You were so focused, you almost didn't hear your name.

"H/N, you will be working with Endeavor."

Your eyes widened, and your head snapped up. You finally dared to look at Enji who's expression hadn't changed. As Eraser concluded the meeting, you steeled your nerves and walked to the flame hero.

"Endeavor, I-"

He cut you off. 

"Train. I will not be dragged down by you because you haven't sparred properly in six months." 

Your demeanor steeled. 

“I wasn’t just partying it up over there. I was working.”

If he cared, it didn’t register on his face. His turquoise eyes were fixed at the spot above you instead of meeting yours. Without another word, he turned to leave. You felt your face grow hot. Determined to not show emotion, you pursed your lips, grabbing your things to head back to your apartment.

---

“Endeavor, you lucky dog.”

Endeavor looked up from the paperwork on his desk with a bored expression.

“What are you talking about Hawks?” His voice was tinged with annoyance as he looked back down to the documents from the intel team.

“Stop pretending you aren’t thrilled to be working with H/N. She’s the BEST, and between you and me, she’s definitely one of the most beautiful heroes.” The blonde faux-whispered, tossing back his head in a chuckle.  Endeavor fixed him with an aggravated stare.

“I have no desire to work with H/N. She has been on a mission for 6 months, so we are at a disadvantage anyway, since I doubt she was actually working all of that time. Especially since her behavior is comparable to yours.”

Hawks cocked a bushy brow.

“Deny it all you want, big guy. Your body language is different when you’re around her. You should ask her out. I’m sure she’d say yes. Some girls like the mean and broody type.”

Smoke emitted from the corner of Endeavor’s desk, where his hand rested. Clearing his throat, he attempted to put it out, but not before the annoying bird hero noticed.

With a smirk, Hawks headed towards the door. 

“Don’t screw this up, Endeavor!”

----

What Hawks didn’t know is Enji had already screwed this up. Before you left, six long months ago, you and Endeavor were on relatively friendly terms. Well as friendly as one can be with the hotheaded flame hero. It was you that convinced him to go out that night with the other pro-heroes. And when the night ended, he had walked you home.

Surprisingly, he could be a gentleman when he wanted to be.

The walk home had been quiet, though you and Enji both had a bit to drink. Emboldened by the alcohol, you finally had turned to him.

“Enji, why do you try to push us away?”

Your boldness surprised him. It wasn’t a surprise he could come off a bit stoic, at best. Yet no one, especially newer heroes, called him out on this behavior. It was just “how he was”. Before he could stop himself he blurted out,

“I don’t wish to hurt people anymore.”

His face heated up and you could see a crimson blush rising up towards his ears. In that moment, you could see a glimpse of Enji, not Endeavor.

This wasn’t to say Enji wasn’t attractive. Yet, him exposing himself, allowing vulnerability? That made your heart jump in your chest. Turning away, you thought about what he meant. You knew his family had been estranged from him, his kids not a frequent presence in his life. You had seen a few gossip magazines detailing how his kids often avoided their childhood home, and you had read about Rei’s hospitalization. You imagined how lonely he must feel, though if there was truth to any of those rumors, you could see why they would be wary.

“This is your home, yes?” 

His voice broke your train of thought. You looked up and realized all too soon the two of you were outside your door. Your hand rested on the door handle and you imagined him sitting in a quiet living room, a house empty.

“Would you like to come in for a bit?” Your voice was squeaky and unsure and you were surprised when he grunted in affirmation. 

Wordlessly he followed you into the apartment. Somehow, without speaking, you could both feel it. The loneliness that bonded you, the freedom of being vulnerable in the dark blanket of the night, these moments allowing you to breathe and just be without expectation and titles. Because here, you weren’t pro-heroes, you were yourselves, seeking the tiny bits of comfort the other could provide. 

As you entered the apartment, the silence between you intensified. Your stomach was buzzing with nerves and as you looked up at him, you could feel the anticipation of who would break first. His hands found your hips and pulled you towards him, and soon his lips were on yours. He tasted like the scotch he had been drinking, warm and rich. His hands were hot where they met your skin, and you pressed closer in his embrace. Rough stubble scratched at your skin and you kissed him deeper, desperately wanting to let him in and lose yourself in him at the same time.

Your back pressed against the wall, and his fingers grazed the bottom of your shirt. Breathlessly you finally broke apart. Looking in each other's eyes, you unbuttoned your shirt, fingers trembling in anticipation. He took this as his cue to pull off his own, and you admired his strong muscles, littered with scars. You could feel his eyes roam your body as you undid the last button, leaving you in a simple bra and pants. His hands, hands that could throw buildings and fight villains, were gentle against your skin, slowly running over your belly to the edge of your bra. When you didn’t protest, he tugged at the clasps, letting it fall off your shoulders to the floor.

He pressed hungry kisses to your shoulder, slowly working his way down. His touches were gentle, as if you would break if he wasn’t careful and his mind raced, wanting to explore every inch of you. A soft moan escaped your lips as he nipped at your neck. Enji’s body tensed, and his grip tightened as he kissed lower, desperate to hear more of your sweet noises. 

His pants were painfully tight now, and you seemed to understand, because he could feel your small fingers working the latch on his belt, tugging his slacks down and exposing the tent in his boxers. He let out a low groan as your fingers wrapped around his clothed cock. Enji was a lot bigger than anyone in general, though he never really thought about it until now, when your hand was struggling to wrap completely around his thick member. 

 Maneuvering his hands from your hips, he cupped your breasts, pressing aching kisses to them. He sucked bruises into your skin, and bit back a groan as your fingers found their way under his waistband. Enji wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up, and you nodded to the general area of the bedroom. Nudging the door open, he gently rested you on the bed. Sliding your pants over your hips, leaving you exposed, a thin pair of black panties being the only barrier between the redhead and your sex.

His hands gripped your things, parting you open and he placed a soft kiss on your belly. He worked his way lower, hooking his fingers under your waistband and dragging the material over your curves before tossing it off the bed. Tracing over your soft mound with his finger, he pushed open the lips of your cunt. Like a man starved, he buried his face in your pussy, his tongue devouring your slick.

Your hands gripped his red hair and he groaned into you. Pulling your legs over his shoulders, he fucked you on his tongue, before sucking your throbbing clit between his lips. Eyes rolling back, your breathy moans filled the apartment. You felt yourself climbing higher and higher, so close to euphoria as you grinded on his face.

“Fuck...delicious.” He growled into your cunt. His fingers gripped your thighs, almost painfully and the vibrations of his voice pushed you over the edge. Your thighs squeezed around his head and your back arched off the soft bed as you cried out his name. He continued his assault on your cunt, slurping down your juices as your fingers tugged his locks, gasping at the overstimulation. Still, Enji continued to drown himself in you, your sweet taste like nectar of the gods. He wanted so much more of you, to stay here for hours, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you. He could feel the muscles in your thighs tense as you came again, your body trembling from the impact.

Pulling away, he kissed your lips, the taste of you on his tongue. Your tongues entwined, as your arms wrapped around his neck, feeling the muscles of his upper back flex. Too soon and yet not fast enough he broke away, positioning himself between your legs, his massive frame towering over you. His hands rested on the bed on opposite sides of your face as he looked down at your body. Your lips were puffy from his kiss, parted slightly. Your eyes were glassy, half-lidded and hungry for more. You met his gaze and inhaled, giving him the slightest nod. He lined his cock up with your entrance, gently pushing the head in. You gasped at the stretch, and after a moment rocked your hips, spurring him to continue. Easing his cock in, he gritted his teeth at how tight your cunt wrapped around him. His hands moved to your hips as he pulled himself out of you, leaving the tip in before thrusting back into you.

Gripping your hips, he bounced you on his cock easily. Moans fell from your mouth, stuttering each time he bottomed out in you. One hand left your hip and gripped the headboard as his heavy balls smacked against your ass. Enji groaned as your legs wrapped around his waist, forcing him deeper. The headboard creaked under his force as he pounded into you, your moans of his name spurring him on, making him want to give you all of him. Your small hand ran over his chest, the dark hair soft under your fingers as you dug your nails in his skin. You felt overwhelmingly full, his thick cock filling every crevice inside you.

Enji’s fiery eyes roamed  your body, watching as your breasts bounced with each thrust. He could practically see the bulge in your belly from his cock and as lewd as the scene was, there was something so beautiful about you in the throes of passion. His name dripped from your lips like a mantra and he could feel the desire, the want that you carried, begging him to give you everything he had. Your fingers danced across his muscles, a touch so intimate. A touch he hadn’t felt in years.

With a crack, the wooden headboard began to splinter as Enji unloaded into you with a shout. Your body felt heavy as he shot white ropes of cum deep inside you, some spilling out around his cock and onto your sheets. With a final groan, he stilled, slowly sliding his softening cock out of you and collapsing next to you on the bed.

It was silent, except for the sounds of both of you breathing hard, your chests rising and falling in tandem. Enji could hear his heart thumping wildly and he turned to look at you. Your eyes were closed, breathing labored but slow and you sleepily turned towards him, laying your head on his massive bicep. 

The next morning, he was gone. The only evidence that the night had even happened was the crack that ran across your headboard and the glass of water on your night stand. Enji avoided you during hero meetings, always somehow on a busy patrol when you called, his assistant taking your message, yet again until you gave up trying.

When the months-long mission was offered to you, you accepted it without hesitation. Enji didn’t attempt to say goodbye.

-----

Now, Enji was torn. 

There was no getting out of this. He thought about reaching out to Eraserhead to ask about working alone, though he knew the sleepy hero would ask questions he didn’t want to get into. Enji furrowed his brow as he swung again at the punching bag in front of him, taken to training in his private outdoor home gym rather than the regular hero gyms to avoid you, though you hadn’t made any more attempts to speak to him.

He jabbed at the bag. This was ridiculous. He was a pro-hero. Allowing this to interfere with his work made him weak, and Endeavor was not weak. 

He wasn’t weak.

Enji threw a few more punches, shaking the sweat off as he reached for the bottle of water behind him. 

“Enji.”

He stiffened.

“Enji Todoroki, I don’t know why you are ignoring me or what I did to you, but we need to talk about what happened.” Your voice was clear, stronger than it was the day of the meeting.

He took a swig from his water bottle, biding his time. Finally turning around, he faced you. You were in a simple t-shirt and track pants, probably coming from a workout yourself. Your eyes were ablaze, demanding to get answers. Enji felt a stabbing pain in his chest as he compared the image of you now, to the image of you from that night.

“I have nothing to say. We will work on this mission, and be civil to each other. That’s all.” Enji attempted to push past you and you turned on your heel.

“You know what? Fine. You want to pretend you didn’t feel anything that night? That meant nothing to you whatsoever? Was it just to hook up, get your dick wet and leave? Because you didn’t need me for that.” Your tone was angry but Enji could hear the hurt in your statements. Facing you, he glared down.

“What do you want from me? To be your boyfriend? I’m not that man. Try Hawks, he’s into that sort of nonsense. I don’t need or want this trouble in my life anymore.” Enji’s voice was hard, the tone he used for villains or the press. You searched his face, seeking the man from that night. Enji, not Endeavor.

You thought over his words. “Enji...what are you so afraid of?”

The tone of your voice shifted. Softer, easier. He remembered how he felt when you begged for him, when you showed your desire for him through each touch and kiss. He finally looked into your eyes, eyes so full of earnest curiosity. Why couldn’t you just make this easy? He swallowed hard.

Fat droplets of water splashed onto his arms, and no sooner did he notice that the sky opened up, sheets of rain pouring over the two of you. Without thinking, he gripped your hand tugging you to the house. Even though it wasn’t a far journey, you were both soaked, and he could see you shivering. Grabbing a towel from the linen closet, he wrapped it around your shoulders. You murmured a thanks, standing awkwardly in his doorway.

He reached for your hand, leading you to the laundry room. Your hands were small in his and he tried to not focus on his heartbeat that pounded in his ears. 

“Wait here.” He grunted, leaving to grab clothes for both of you. He grabbed one of his, then thought better and dug around for anything Fuyumi or Rei may have left. No luck. He sighed, returning to the room where you were sitting on top of the washer.

Thrusting the clothes into your hands, he left to give you some privacy to change as he pulled on his clothes. A few minutes later he heard you giggling. You stepped out, drowning in his way too big shirt. The shirt extended nearly to your knees. The sweatpants he gave you were sliding off your hips and he glimpsed your thighs as you attempted to pull them up. Shrugging, you let them fall to the floor, your legs exposed.

“Sorry, but I don’t think they will stay on. Luckily, your shirt hides everything important.” You said, looking down. Enji mentally disagreed, since any inch of skin he could see would be burned into his brain forever.

Tossing both your clothes into the washer, he set the timer and then it was silent. You spoke first.

“I thought I did something wrong.”

Enji turned to you, Your gaze was fixed on the washing machine, though your eyes looked distant. You continued.

“I thought maybe you thought it was a drunken mistake.”

“I wasn’t drunk.”

You turned. Enji’s cerulean eyes were downcast at the laminate flooring. You opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off.

“I’m not good at this. I’m not stupid, I know the rumors about my family that people say. They aren’t all lies. I did fuck it up. I did a lot of bad, terrible things and pushed them away. Rei, and the kids...they didn’t deserve any of the pain I caused them.”

His shoulders sagged, the weight of his past overtaking him. “I did, I do love them. But I understand why they had to leave.” He sat on the small couch in the corner.

Enji felt your hand cover his, your thumb rubbing circles over his knuckles. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply.

“Enji...doing shitty things doesn’t make you a shitty person. You can’t punish yourself forever.” Your voice was soft, soothing. Enji finally met your eyes.

“I’ve already fucked that up. I fucked this up. I don’t want to hurt people I care about anymore. It’s easier this way.”

You wrapped your arms around him. The two of you made quite a sight, the smaller figure cradling the large man. You stood in front of him and he let himself relax into you, his head resting on your chest. He could smell your scent, warm and comforting, even under his shirt. Your fingers grazed his hair, holding him to you. Enji thought of the nights where he lay in bed, allowing himself to imagine your body next to him. 

He was tired of being strong.

“Enji...I can’t say everything will be perfect. But punishing yourself before it starts isn’t going to do anything but cause more pain.”

He could feel your heartbeat, a steady rhythm that matched his breathing. He was aware of his hands around your body, your soft strokes in his hair. He thought about how it would feel to have your touches, hold you in his arms every day, every night.

Enji allowed himself to fall.

He raised his head, his lips meeting yours. With each kiss he silently told you his hopes, his fears, and his apologies. In turn, you gave him comfort and acceptance. He pulled you onto his lap, so you were straddling him, kissing you hard to make up for the months of missed opportunities. 

You kissed for what felt like forever, never wanting to stop. His hands slid down your back and across your thighs, going under your shirt. 

“You look so good in this. Wanna see this more often.” He whispered, a smirk on his face. You giggled and he had the desire to hear all of your beautiful sounds. In time, he reminded himself.

“Enji, are you flirting with me?” You teased and he pulled you close in another kiss. His hands wandered across your soft skin and he could feel the hardened peaks of your nipples through the thin cotton of the shirt. He kissed down your jaw, and your fingers grasped at his hair, causing him to groan into your neck.

“You tease me so much, Y/N.” He growled out as you grinded on his lap. You could feel his cock stir through his joggers, and you felt yourself growing wetter on his lap. He pulled your shirt up to your waist, exposing your thin panties to him. He could feel your arousal through the fabric and ran his thumb down the dark spot over your cunt. You let out a soft whimper and his eyes blazed with hunger.

 Pulling your shirt above your tits, he took one in his mouth, sucking harshly. He grazed your nipple with his teeth, causing your back to arch. He switched sides, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Your hips rocked against his bulge, more prominent now and he pulled away from your chest.

“I want you Enji.” Your voice was soft and seductive, and Enji felt your words go straight to his cock. Picking you up, he carried you to his room. The lights were dim and you didn’t have time to look around before he dropped you on the bed, pushing your legs apart and lapping at your cunt through your drenched panties.

“Already so excited, sweet girl. Taste so good for me.” Enji murmured into your pussy, pressing kisses and bites to your thighs. You whined, attempting to push down your panties and he laughed, a low chuckle that rumbled in his chest. 

“So eager, aren’t you?” 

You pouted at him. “It’s been too long and I’ve missed you so much.”

Enji was grateful for the dark room hiding the blush that spread across his face. He busied himself by dragging your panties down at an agonizingly slow pace, taking the time to admire your legs, his fingers skimming the skin causing shivers to go down your spine. Enji turned to take in the scene. Your body, draped across the sheets, mouth parted, eyes full of want staring up at him, silently begging for him. He had pictured this many times, many sleepless nights, but the reality was so much better.

“So beautiful.”  HIs voice was quiet, and his heart thumped wildly. He was nervous, even though he had already been with you once before. This time felt so raw, so much more real. He wanted to be with you in every way he could, in any way you would let him and he could tell you wanted the same.

As he pulled off his shirt, your hands slid into the waistband of his pants, grazing over the head of his throbbing cock. He groaned as your fingers slid over the sensitive head, smearing precum down the shaft. You pushed down the rest of his clothes and he kneeled between your legs. Both of you were quiet, and you could feel the excitement in the air of doing this, being with each other completely. It was vulnerable, it was scary, but he trusted you to be there when he fell. And in turn, you trusted him to be yours.

Pushing into you, your breath hitched. He felt your body clamp down on him, and he slowed, easing his way in. Your nails dug into the skin of his biceps and you gasped as he bottomed out in you.

Pressing his forehead to yours, he searched your eyes for discomfort. Instead you gazed at him with complete adoration, bright eyes completely infatuated.

“You’re perfect, Enji.” Your voice was quiet and breathy, but clear. In response he pressed a harsh kiss to your mouth, trying to explain every emotion he felt, words he couldn’t say just yet. As you kissed, he rocked into you, his thick cock dragging against your walls. Your soft moans were swallowed by his kisses, and the stinging marks left on his arms only drove him crazier. He fucked into you faster, feeling your tight cunt squeezing around him, wanting so badly to stay inside you forever.

Sweat plastered his hair to his forehead, and the room was filled with your sweet sounds, interspersed with his praises.

“Taking me so well. Such a good girl. Fuck, so beautiful.” Enji gasped out, his high imminent. Each thrust had you seeing stars and you felt like your body was floating. Moving his hands from the sheets, he slid over your clit, teasing your body. You clenched around him.

“Fuck, right there,don’t stop!” You gasped out, grasping at the bedsheets, your back arching off to meet his thrusts. Enji complied, his rhythm speeding up as he toyed with your clit and you cried out, your body squeezing his cock like a vice. You gushed around his cock, and he fucked into you faster, feeling his body heat up. With a groan he slammed into you, holding you down as he spilled into you. His hips stuttered as he filled you with every drop, and soon the room was filled with panting as both of you struggled to catch your breath.

Easing out of you, he grabbed a towel, cleaning you up before collapsing next to you. You were both quiet and you were reminded of the time before. Nervous, you turned to him and made eye contact.

“Are you staying this time?” Your voice was small and Enji saw your fingers threading the sheets, nervously.

“It’s my house.” He responded seriously. Caught off guard, you burst into laughter. He watched you amused. You looked gorgeous and he would never get used to the sound of your laughter filling the house that had been quiet for too long.

Catching your breath, you turned back to him.

“What I mean is...do you want to do this? Together?”

Enji looked at the bed that was no longer empty, felt the life and warmth that filled the house, exuding from you just being there and entwined his hand with yours.

“Yes.”

[kurosukii]

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x f!reader

summary: teasing your boyfriend is one of your favorite pastimes, but it almost always ends up with him showing you exactly who’s boss.

genre: smut, slight fluff, established lovers au

warnings: 18+. daddy kink, degradation, praise, edging, overstimulation, dom/sub themes, traffic light system, spitting, hair pulling, choking, cumplay, creampie, sensory deprivation (blindfold), spanking, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), fingering, bratty reader, mating press, slight dumbification, slight pussyjob, slight aftercare, multiple orgasms, panty sniffing, unprotected sex, pet names

word count: 5.6k

author’s note: .........i literally have no words for this. it’s 5.6k words of fucking filth. the iwa slut club is open and my dumbass dived in. the iwa brain rot is REAL. will always salivate for this man. (if you understand what the title means then you have the biggest brain 😏) (unedited) (let me know if i’m missing any warnings!) (MINORS DNI)

[9:13 PM]

you have to admit that you went too far with your antics this time.

“accidentally” brushing your fingers against his crotch, making his cock tent in his slacks as he slightly stumbled on his words to his colleagues. making eye contact with him while quietly moaning when you took a bite of the delicious food served to your table. subtly rubbing your dress-clad ass on his front as he ushered both of you out of the restaurant, claiming that an emergency came up and he had to “deal” with it immediately.  

the teasing didn’t end there, though. you were riling him up on the way home, knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel with half of his strength. you were duly expecting him to pull over and drag you to the backseat so he could pound your cunt until all you could do was chant his name like a prayer and finally cumming all over his fat cock. he didn’t do that though, and you were fairly disappointed.

you told him that and all he did was smirk at you, said you needed to be patient. his grip from the wheel loosened and he placed his warm hand on your thigh instead.

by the time hajime parked the car, you were reduced to tears because he  edged and teased you until you begged him to stop. you were so close to cumming. twice. his fingers were buried in your tight and wet cunt for the rest of the ride, lazily stroking your walls and thrusting them in and out, but never  grazing your sweet spot or your clit. the places where you needed his long and thick fingers the most.

as you walked to the door of the apartment, you could feel the slick from your bare pussy spread around your thighs and you shivered when the cold breeze caressed the mess down there. hajime chuckled, clearly amused at your predicament, one hand in his pocket rubbing and playing with the red lace that he ordered you to remove before he tortured your cunt.

“bad girls don’t have the privilege of wearing panties. take them off and give them to daddy,” he had said, and before you knew it, you handed your damp panties to him. he put the cloth to his nose and inhaled. your pussy gushed even more as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. “your pussy always smells so sweet for daddy, baby. fuck,” hajime groaned as his pants grew tighter. you were a fool to expect that he would make you cum by just hearing his praise.

you breathed a sigh of relief as you entered the apartment, clearly hoping for him to finish what he started, but this time with his cock balls deep inside of you as you spilled all around him. apparently, he had other plans for the night.

“get on the bed. hands and knees. now.”

he said in a tone that didn’t allow for disobedience, but you were never the type to follow him right away, and he knew that. it still didn’t stop him from ordering you, instead, it only enhanced his arousal, his heavy cock straining against his pants.

he untied his red tie from tonight’s dinner, and then he threw the narrow piece of cloth behind you where the bed was. looking at you in the eye, he slowly unbuttoned his white dress shirt, muscles bulging against it. he discarded the material away, making it land on a heap on the floor.

you were rooted to your spot, your mouth instantly watering at the vision before you. the planes of his chest and abdomen, the veins protruding from his arms, the golden brown of his skin glistening in the low light of your shared room. you let your eyes devour him and fuck, he looks so sexy with his face flushed red, both in anger and growing arousal. you have never seen a more beautiful being in this world than iwaizumi hajime. you were anticipating what he could do to you, what he was about to do to you.

“don’t make daddy wait any longer, baby. get on the bed. hands and knees. now,”

you didn’t mean to, but iwaizumi hajime just brings out the brattiness in you—he does a damn good job of taming you too—and you opened your mouth before you even thought of the words spilling out of it.

“make me, daddy,” you told him in a faux sweet voice as you looked at him in the eye, neck straining as you maintained eye contact. he was just so big, so tall, so sexy.

he raised an eyebrow, emerald eyes flashing and jaw clenching as he heard your challenge. instead of him granting your wish of bickering back at you and throwing you on the bed, he slowly walked towards you and on instinct, you walked back until the back of your knees hit the bed and you lost your footing. hajime smirked and took it as a chance to lightly push you back on the bed. you yelped as the springs made you bounce up and down before you settled on the soft and slightly cold sheets.

you felt the bed dip as he leaned over you, thick arms on either side of your body. his warmth from his naked torso enveloping you, you took in his smell, minty with a dash of vanilla, and you internally chuckled at the thought. the only thing vanilla about him is his scent.

he broke your train of thought, however, as he nuzzled into your neck, slowly placing open mouthed kisses onto it because he knows it drives you insane, it’s the most sensitive part of your body after all, other than the obvious parts of course.

“you’re being very brave and naughty tonight, bunny, what’s gotten into you, huh? does daddy need to show you your place, hm?” he said in a mocking tone as he bit your neck, slowly releasing the skin as he let his hot and skilled tongue soothe the dull pain.

you whined pitifully, head melting at his ministrations and intoxicating scent, making more slick slide down from your neglected cunt as you stopped yourself from begging for more. “answer me, baby. use your big girl words. does daddy need to put his bratty bunny in her place?” he moved his head from your neck to your ear, lips whispering his promise, knowing that he’ll deliver.

“yes,” you moaned, the sensations overwhelming you, naked cunt clenching around nothing as it tries to soothe the ache that’s been building ever since he edged you twice in the car.

“yes what?” he asked as he rubbed his  covered cock on your bare pussy, thin fabric separating you from what you really needed. you realised that you’re still wearing your little black number, the one that made you confident enough to tease him endlessly tonight.

you were about to fix your mistake but he hovered his mouth on your right breast and sucked on the nipple through the thin fabric, his fingers reaching up to pay attention on the left as he rubbed and rolled the nipple between his nimble fingers. you didn’t wear a bra because the dress didn’t allow you to, so that was the only barrier between your tits and hajime’s talented mouth. “i’m s-sorry, yes daddy. f-fuck yes, play with my tits more, just like that,” you mewled as you arched your back on the bed, hips slightly rutting the air to relieve the pressure in your pussy.

hajime pulled away and sat on his heels. you cried out at the loss of contact and was about to reach for him but he interrupted you. “you’re in no position to tell me what to do, bunny. take what daddy gives you and don’t be greedy,” he growled as he slapped your outer thigh, dress constricting your overheated body. fuck, can he just rip this thing off of me, you thought to yourself.

you were going to desperately beg him to do so but he was ahead of you, he rolled your pliant body, making you lie on your stomach. you gasped as he moved to straddle your thighs and bunched the hem of your dress all the way to your lower back, exposing your cunt and ass to the cold air of the room causing you to shiver.

“my baby’s cunt is so wet, so needy. and this ass—fuck,” hajime threw his head back and groaned as his large hands squeezed the globes of your ass. he was practically obsessed with it, and that was proven with your memories of him kneading and slapping it during the times when he told you to get on top of him, bouncing up and down on his cock as you gripped his thick thighs for balance, moaning like a whore because he was so fucking big and you could feel every vein and pulse throbbing in your pussy every time your thighs slapped on his skin—fuck, this is so not helping, you thought.

“your cunt’s clenching baby, what’s daddy’s girl thinking about, hm?” hajime taunted you in a mocking tone as he grinded his still clothed cock on your ass, hands squeezing the fat of it.

“thinking about your fat cock and how it feels so good inside of me, please, i need your cock daddy,” you cried out pathetically as you tried to roll your hips on the mattress,  pride flying out the window because all that matters is hajime getting a move on and burying his cock balls deep inside your needy pussy.

“is that so? you think you deserve to have daddy’s cock in your pussy? you’ve been so naughty tonight,” he taunted you as he inserted two thick fingers in your cunt, swirling around your walls. you whined and tried to fuck yourself against them. you’re dying for any kind of release, mind screaming for that orgasm that hajime has been neglecting to give you.

you heard it before you felt it. his warm hand connecting with your ass as he spanked you. “did i say you can fuck yourself on my fingers, whore?” you moaned and bucked your hips even more. he spanked your ass again, he knows you love it when he does this, he could feel it in the way your cunt squeezed and gushed around his fingers.

five more spanks later and your throat was already hoarse from moaning and begging him to fuck you. you know he’s torturing himself too with the way his breathing became heavier and the tell-tale sign of his pre-cum staining the front of his pants. “what’s your colour, baby?” hajime murmured, his hands massaging the marks on your ass, ever caring despite his previous actions. “green,” you whispered. he hummed in approval and opened his mouth to say something before you cut him off, oh how you’re going to pay for this later.

“p-please daddy, please fuck my pussy with your big fat cock, oh my god, please,” you begged, tears rushing down your face because it hurts. the pressure in your cunt was blinding, you needed your daddy’s cock and you needed it now. you never hated hajime’s iron restraint and slight sadism then and there, or so you told yourself.

you were still wearing your dress all this time and you wanted to yell at hajime to rip it off of you. you were about to, until you almost screamed in delight when you heard him unbuckling his pants and pulling his zipper down. you were going to flip yourself onto your back to watch his heavy cock bounce against his defined abs until he spanked your reddened ass again. “did i say you can move, whore?”

you moaned at his choice of words, yes, you are a whore for him, and you fucking love it. there’s nothing in this world you love more than being at his mercy.

you felt one hand move the zipper of your dress down while the other rubbed and soothed the handprints on your battered ass. “your ass looks even better with my marks, baby. such a good fucking girl for daddy,” hajime whispered against your back, soft lips trailing the path of your zipper.

he finally pulled the dress off of you and threw it on the floor along with his shirt. he rose to his knees as he stared at your body, hands tracing every part of you, making you moan at the soothing feeling as he massaged your back. his eyes roamed until he noticed the discarded red tie on the bed beside you and eyed it with interest. later, he smirked to himself.

he settled again as his sharp eyes focused on the glistening slick pouring out of your cunt from the way his hands were loving you. he tilted his head to the side as he brought his rough fingers to play with the wet strings between your legs.

“bet your pussy’s hurting so much right now baby, daddy’s been playing with it all night but he never let you cum, bet if i shove my fat cock up your wet cunt, you’re going to cum before i even finish the first stroke,” you moaned long and hard at the words coming out of his dirty mouth and bucked your hips again. he’s been edging himself as long as he’s been edging you. truth be told, he’s dying to slam his cock inside your cunt ever since the car ride but not yet, he’s still trying to teach you a lesson here.

both of you moaned as he slotted his dick between your ass, pre-cum wetting the junction and his slick falling to mix with yours, wetting the sheets beneath you even further.

before you could even say something, he flipped you over to your back and straddled your thighs as he loomed over you.

“here’s what’s going to happen, baby,” hajime whispered in his smoky voice, fingertips ghosting over your inner thigh, so close yet so far to where you need him. “i’m going to eat that slutty pussy,” he paused as his teeth grazed your lobe and gently bit it. this man. such a fucking tease. “and when i know you’re about to cum...i’m going to pull away,” he chuckled as he lifted his head from yours and looked you straight in the eye. you couldn’t stop the pathetic whine that came out of your lips.

“b-but daddy—” you whimpered. “but nothing, you little whore,” he growled. “you like to run that pretty mouth of yours, knowing just the right buttons to push to piss off your daddy. well, i have to punish you sometimes, don’t i?” he quirked a thick eyebrow, green eyes daring you to challenge him. even if you wanted to reply, you couldn’t, because his large hand was squeezing your face firmly, making your cheeks puff out and lips unintentionally forming into a pout. he released your face and placed both of his hands by your hips, just touching, not squeezing.

“now spread those legs, baby. show daddy his pretty pussy,” he said, and this time you followed him without question, despite the impending doom of him not giving you what you wanted, again. you spread your legs, putting them on either side of his strong thighs. you heard more than felt the squelching of your lower lips separating as you exposed your drenched cunt to the air, moaning and shivering at the oversensitivity. your mind slowly falling and falling until you could think about is him.

his eyes were trained on your soaking pussy, pink tongue wetting the bottom of his lips as he readied himself to go down on you. hajime took his time lowering himself, kissing and sucking your skin as he made red marks all over them, little moans spilling from your lips as more slick came out of your pussy, wet hole clenching around nothing.

“i wish you could see how slutty and messy your pussy looks right now, baby. so fucking wet, clenching around nothing. you really are my fucking whore, can’t wait to fucking devour this cunt, fuck,” hajime groaned as he ground his hips on the bed, cock aching and leaking.

you mewled and arched your back, gripping the sheets. every hot breath he released on your needy pussy making your head even hazier than before. hajime gripped your thighs for leverage as he licked one long and slow stripe against your slit. you don’t know if you screamed or not but finally, his mouth was on you. he chuckled at your reaction and the slight vibrations were sent to your clit, making you spasm until he took a hold of you again.

he spit on your cunt, not that he needed to, but he just wanted to watch his saliva mix with your slick before he tortures your pussy. you looked at him in wonder, a string of his spit connecting your pussy and his mouth. you couldn’t help but whine at how dirty and sexy he looks. he didn’t waste any more time so he parted your folds with two of his fingers and slowly sucked your clit into his mouth, tongue swirling and stroking around the bud. you screamed as your back bowed off the bed while his free hand pushed your stomach back down.

he moaned as he ate your pussy, the vibrations only amplifying your pleasure. the sounds coming from down there and your mouth were borderline pornographic as you pulled on his soft hair, rocking his face into your cunt as you tried to reach your sweet sweet orgasm. you moaned even louder, shame nowhere to be found as hajime inserted two thick fingers in your cunt while he licked and sucked on your puffy clit. the knot in your lower stomach threatening to burst if he continued like this any longer.

“f-fuck, fuck, fuck, i’m g-gonna cum daddy! yesyesyes don’t stop, don’t fucking stop ha-haji–” you mewled loudly, choking at the end of your sentence, tears flowing down your cheeks as you were going to peak and finally cum all over his skilled fingers and talented mouth. his fingers thrusting faster in and out of your pussy and lips sucking harder on your clit. you were so close, just a few more–

“have you forgotten what i said, baby? i said i was going to pull away before you cum,” hajime mocked you, rising from you while his mouth and chin are soaking with your essence. his green eyes glowing with mischief as he licked his swollen and drenched lips. if you could black out, you would have. you can’t believe that you forgot that this was supposed to be a punishment. tears were freely flowing down your cheeks now, pathetic whines and whimpers coming out of your mouth, legs shaking from the third failed orgasm of the night.

“don’t worry baby, daddy will make you cum tonight, so much that you’ll be begging for me stop because your little pussy can’t handle it anymore,” he ended his statement with him tracing your cheeks with his two soaking fingers, and putting them in his mouth, eyes shut as he moaned while sucking them. “taste so fucking divine, baby. i could fucking eat your cunt for hours,” he groaned as he rolled his neck to ease some of the tension in his body. “but that’s for another time, daddy’s got to fuck his good girl so well that she can’t walk the next day,” you shivered because hajime never ever breaks his promises. what he says will happen, will actually happen.

you studied him and noticed the trails of white on his abdomen. fuck, did he just cum? that makes one of us, you pouted. he noticed you looking at his cock, still so fucking hard even if he came, but you knew he’d only be satisfied once he’s inside of you, pounding your pussy until all your juices are running down his thighs.

“you want this cock, baby?” he asked as his large hand lazily stroked his cock, thumb smearing the pre-cum on his head as he taunted you with it. “i’ll give you this cock, but on one condition,” he leaned over to your ear, one arm supporting his weight. “i’m going to blindfold you,” he whispered. you felt your sweaty body stiffen, now that was a punishment.

every time you and hajime had sex, you always had a perfect view of him fucking you. hell, you only like being fucked from behind if there’s a mirror in front of you. he was god-like every time he was balls deep inside of you, and you absolutely love watching him own your pussy. for him to say that? you bit your lip in apprehension.

hajime smirked, he knew damn well how much you loved watching him wreck your pussy every time, but a punishment’s a punishment, and he never goes back on his word. “do we have a deal or not, bunny? you know i can leave you like this right? panting and aching from being on the edge, never allowing you to cum. but me? i can stroke my cock to this vision then blow my load on your stomach, and sleep comfortably beside you after. do you want—”

“n-no daddy! i’ll let you blindfold me, just please please put your cock inside of me. fuck my pussy, please!” you cried out in frustration, you’d do anything at this point just to have his fat cock inside of you.

hajime’s eyes flashed as he smiled devilishly, hand reaching for the red tie. “i want you on your hands and knees, slut,” he growled as he slapped your mound. you whimpered as you got into position, limbs shaking from all the stimulation.

he rose to his knees as he elegantly tied the blindfold around your eyes, slipping a finger in between to make sure it was firm enough to stay on but loose enough for you to feel comfortable. “that’s a good girl,” he purred as he rubbed your ass, satisfied with your prone position.

the moment he settled back on his heels was the moment you felt every sensation around you increase by tenfold, that’s what blocking a sense does to you. you inhaled deeply and took in the musky scent of you and hajime’s fluids in the air of the stuffy room.

“you’re so beautiful like this, baby,” hajime said in a whisper, hands worshipping your body as you moaned at the praise. he rested his warm hands on your hips, keeping a firm grip, preventing you from moving. you opened your mouth to beg him to put his cock in you until you felt his heavy weight and warmth hovering in front of your gaping hole.

he guided his cock to your cunt, smearing the slick of your pussy all over the tip before he slowly pushed it inside of you. you bunched the sheets in your hands as the both of you moaned from the pleasure of finally being connected. your body trembled even more as he was pushing in slowly, inch by inch.

before you even had the chance to think, he slammed his cock inside your throbbing pussy all the way to his base. “fuck, daddy!” you cried at the sudden force, your limbs and body shaking as you felt your cunt clench all around him, wetness trickling out of you as you moaned his name long and hard.

“fuck baby, you’re such a cockslut, you came before i even got to move. fuck, that’s so hot,” hajime groaned as he squeezed your hips, your pussy sucking in him even more as you tried to even your breathing from your first orgasm of the night, your blindfold only serving to enhance your long awaited release.

“we’re nowhere near done baby, daddy’s going to fuck this slutty pussy until dawn,” he growled as he braced himself, slipping out of your pussy until only his tip remained inside. he slammed himself inside your cunt once more, slick gushing out and forming a translucent ring around his cock.

he threw his head back and groaned as he finally fell into rhythm, hips snapping against your ass as the sounds of skin meeting skin filled the air. “yes daddy, just like that, yes oh my god,” you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning, not that you even wanted to because he was filling your pussy so well.

he was setting a pace so brutal that your trembling arms gave out from under you, moaning with reckless abandon as your face was smothered by the pillow. you turned your head to the side so you could breathe and moan for him.

he took one hand from your hip, never pausing or slowing down from his thrusts as he gathered both of your wrists in one hand, large enough that his fingers enveloped both of them. it was a stretch on your shoulders, but it was worth it because the new position made you arch your back more, nipples rubbing the sheets, adding more stimulation to your body. you love this new position because his cock is reaching more spots inside of you as he thrusted in and out.

“shit, you should see yourself baby, so drunk on my cock,” he groaned loudly, relishing in the way your cunt squeezed and throbbed all around him. “so fucking tight, so fucking wet. fuck,” both of you moaned as he hit that spot. his thrusts growing faster and harder as he was chasing his orgasm.

he let go of your wrists as he placed both of his hands on your hips, grip so tight that you’ll see bruises tomorrow morning. he was pounding your pussy now, cock hitting your cervix as you cried out for him, using your hips as leverage to fuck your shaking body back to his pulsing cock.

he choked out a groan as he reached forward and pulled your hair from the roots. he tilted your head back until you could feel the strain and leaned down to whisper in your ear, “your cunt is squeezing my cock so hard, baby. you’re such a good girl for daddy. won’t you cum for me?” he said seductively, breath panting as he thrusted faster, harder.

you moaned out a yes, knowing what you needed, hajime released your hair as his hand snaked around your stomach, reaching down to play with your clit as you were nearing your end.

“i’m gonna cum daddy, i’m gonna–yesyesyes right there, play with my clit–fuck!” you screamed as he pinched your clit with two fingers. your vision under the blindfold turned white as you gushed around his cock, moaning incoherently. hajime rode out your orgasm as his thrusts became sloppy and moans became more high pitched. he loudly orgasmed with your name and curses falling from his lips as he spilled his warm cum all over your insides. you moaned at the warmth of his cum filling your battered pussy. he untied the blindfold and threw it on the floor, his fingers gently rubbing your eyes to adjust to the low light of the room after being in the dark for some time.

both of you were heavily panting from your intense fucking when he slowly pulled out of you, cum gushing from your pussy down your thighs. “that’s a good cumslut, look at all that cum spilling from that slutty pussy,” he said in wonder, finger trailing the falling cum and inserting it back to your twitching cunt. you moaned at his words and actions, pussy still so fucking sensitive from everything that happened tonight.

“colour?” he asked, finger still swirling the cum inside your pussy, “green,” you sighed, even if you felt quite exhausted. “good. now get on your back and spread those legs wide. show daddy your filthy fucking cunt,” he ordered as he moved back on the bed to give you space to flip yourself.

your eyes widened at his demand, mouth falling open in shock as you watched his cock harden again and twitch against his sweaty abdomen. fuck this man and his endless stamina, you thought to yourself. he raised an eyebrow, “what? didn’t i say that i was going to fuck you until you’re begging me to stop?  until your naughty and greedy cunt can’t take it anymore?” he mocked you as he grabbed your hips and easily flipped you on your back, sensing that you weren’t going to follow him immediately. you moaned at his promise, anticipating your soon-to-be third orgasm of the night. at least you get to see him in his element now with your own two eyes, the punishment is over.

when you were positioned right where he wanted you to be, he spread your sore legs wide and rested his wet and twitching cock between your folds. “daddy loves your pussy so much, you know? always so ready, so needy, so good for his big fat cock,” he said as he rubbed his cock between your slit, groaning at the sensation. he gripped his cock and slapped your clit a few times with his cockhead before he slipped inside with ease, cum from the previous fucking overflowing from your pussy, sliding down your ass.

hajime squeezed your tender hips as he rode your pussy, thrusts increasing in speed the louder your moans got. you held his forearms, squeezing them as your tits bounced up and down on your chest. he moved his hands to your thighs, squeezing and slapping them as he moaned from the pleasure of your cunt squeezing his cock. he held both of your legs and moved them over his shoulders, cock going even deeper inside your pussy. you could hear the headboard hitting the wall and mattress squeaking as his thrusts increased in speed and strength.

“fuck daddy, you feel so fucking good! your cock’s stretching out my pussy so well, oh my god my pussy is made for you, only for you,” your voice shook as you praised hajime, nails leaving red lines down his back as he moaned from your needy words, practically folding you in half as he kissed you sloppily, tongues and teeth clashing. he pulled away from you, a string of saliva connecting the both of you, he slowly licked it off with his tongue and spit it back inside your mouth, “swallow,” he ordered, his thrusts slightly wavering as you followed with a moan of your own and extra squeeze of your slutty cunt.

his breathing became more erratic, heavier as he brings one hand from your shaking leg on his shoulders to put it around your throat as he thrusts harder and faster, cunt squeezing his cock, making him lightheaded, “you like that, baby? fuck, you really are daddy’s little slut. perfect pussy milking my cock for all its worth,” he groaned, his hand applying slight pressure at the sides of your neck.

you were nearing your orgasm, legs twitching and your moans becoming louder and higher. hajime’s groans and grunts were getting louder and louder as his eyes were trained on where the two of you were connected, his cock going in and out of your slutty pussy. he removed his hand from your throat and leg, clasping your hands, fingers intertwined with yours.

your legs fell from his shoulders and you planted your feet on the bed as you met him thrust for thrust, the sounds of your skin meeting his like a clap of thunder. your eyes were open but you couldn’t see anything, mouth open wide as your tongue lolled out, moaning unintelligible words as his cock hit your g-spot over and over.

hajime moved your intertwined hands between the both of you, tangled fingers playing with your clit, tears streaming down your face as your battered and overstimulated clit was about to reach yet another orgasm.

“da-daddy t-too m-much, oh my god,” you cried in both pleasure and pain. “you can do it baby, one more, give daddy one more orgasm, yes baby, just like that, cum for me, cum for daddy–FUCK!” hajime moaned in your ear, hips slamming into you so hard that his cock teased the entrance of your cervix.

he stiffened as he spilled all his load inside your pussy, hips slowing down as the both of you rode out your orgasms together. he swallowed your moans with his mouth, lips and tongue languidly sliding over yours as your chests rose up and down from the intense orgasm that you just experienced.

he slowly pulled out and you whined at the loss of contact, used to being so full of his cock. he stared at your gaping hole with fascination, creamy cum pouring from your pussy and falling down to the crevice of your ass. his fingers gathered the excess cum and tried his best to put it all back in your spent pussy. “can’t let it go to waste,” he said with a mischievous smile as you moaned from the stimulation.

after hajime was done “not letting it go to waste”, he stood up and you watched his muscular and sexy backside disappear to the bathroom. he came out a few moments later, warm towel in one hand as he wiped your inner thighs carefully so as to not spill the sticky mess of your cum and his between your legs. he was murmuring praises and reassurances in your ear, kissing your temple and hair.

he kissed you softly and sweetly as you laid naked in his strong arms, dirty sheets piled on the floor. “i love you baby, thank you for tonight,” he said with his eyes closed, lips stretched into that beautiful smile you loved. “i love you too hajime,” you replied, slowly drifting off to sleep with a smile on your face.

as he promised, you weren’t able to walk the next day.

[10:53 PM]

[theringers]

watch me burn - pierre gasly

illicit affairs, part seven

summary: “oh baby, I've been thinking about it, you know that I've been dreaming about it” watch me burn / michele morrone

a/n: hi:) still a few more parts to go but i went a few chapters without smut and this was needed so enjoy:) also if u listen to the title song while u read its a whole new experience lmfao

warnings: 18+, nsfw, smut, semi public sex

2 months ago, to the day

Your eyes met his piercing blue eyes in the garage once again. It had been a month since you slept with Pierre and you haven’t stopped thinking about it. The way he stared at you as he fucked you was the exact same way he was glaring at you across the paddock. Needy and desperate.

You shook yourself back into focus and listened as Max’s strategist reiterated today’s race strategy but you couldn’t help daydreaming about what that man could do in bed.

You drowned out the conversation about tyres and looked over to Alpha Tauri at the perfect time. Pierre had his bottom lip between his teeth while he examined his car. He ran his hand slowly over the chassis seductively like he knew you were watching. His fingers grazed the metal in painstakingly slow circles. After he removed his hand from the car was when he caught your eyes. He gave you a smirk, not even a smile, and turned away. It was good to know that you weren’t the only one thinking about what happened.

The race started and you were in the garage, cheering on Max. He had started second on the grid but due to a first lap incident, he was fifth. He was not going to be happy after the race. He can tolerate if he fucks up but having other people interfere with his race is something he takes particularly hard.

Pierre’s car came up behind Max’s around a corner and got too close for comfort. Max jerked his steering wheel too much as he tried to turn, sending Pierre’s car straight into the barriers.

You stood up out of your seat and gasped. Everyone in the garage was relieved to see Max still racing and no one seemed to be concerned about Pierre. You took off your Red Bull Racing branded headphones and slammed them on the table before rushing over to the Alpha Tauri garage.

Anna was seated in her chair, looking worried, but not enough for you. She should be close to tears like you were.

“Have you heard anything from him?” You asked and Anna looked up, almost annoyed.

“He’s conscious,” his race engineer said, “but hurting.” You heard the groan come through followed by a bunch of curse words. He apologized profusely for his move but it was all Max’s fault.

You watched on Alpha Tauri’s monitors as the race was red flagged and decided to head back to Red Bull’s garage. “Let me know when you hear something,” you said to Anna. She nodded and looked back down to her phone. Fucking bitch. Her attitude made you not even feel bad about sleeping with her husband. She didn’t deserve him.

Max walked back to the garage looking like a life size bobble head with his heavy helmet swinging around. “Is Pierre okay?” He asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

“He’s conscious. He took a nasty hit.”

“I know, I feel bad. I didn’t mean to, the steering wheel just got away from me. I saw him crash in my rear view mirror.”

You were visibly shaken and Max always knew the right things to say when you weren’t feeling okay.

“He’s gonna be okay,” Max said, rubbing your back.

You nodded in agreement. “I know he will. I’m going to check on him at the medical center once the race starts again.”

Max smiled at you. “That would be good. Make sure you tell him I’m sorry.”

An engineer put his hand on Max’s shoulder and shoved a spreadsheet full of data in his face. He shrugged his shoulders and walked with the engineer to the monitors.

It wasn’t long before the race got underway again. Max made it up to third, podium position, but there were still at least 30 laps left. You started the trek through the paddock and over to the medical center. You were just a bit too late as you saw Pierre walking out down the ramp. He smiled when he saw you approach him.

“How ya feeling champ?” You asked him.

“I’m a bit sore thanks to your husband.”

Your face fell. “He sends his apologies. I promise he was actually remorseful.”

“Max? Remorseful? What did you do to him?”

You laughed. Max did have a temper and tended to be extra competitive but he had formed a special bond with Pierre these last few years. They weren’t friends by any means but they helped each other out whenever possible. This was one of the times that it wasn’t possible.

“He does genuinely feel bad, Pierre.”

“I know he does, it was a racing incident. I saw the footage.” He limped slightly through the paddock and winced when he put pressure on his left leg. “I think I should go lay down for a bit.” He took another step and lost his balance. You grabbed his arm and held him, making sure he stayed steady.

“This is it right here,” he pointed to his motor home.

“Do you want me to help you up there? I don’t want you to fall.” You said with a soft smile on your face. How could he resist your offer of help?

“Sure,” he limped over to the door and you aided him up a few stairs. “Shouldn’t you be watching the rest of the race? Last I checked, Max was doing really well.”

He sat down on the luxe white leather couch in exhaustion and you sat at the table across from him. “He wanted to make sure you’re okay. He’ll be fine.” You looked around the motorhome, observing your surroundings to seem busy. “So Anna’s nice…” you said, followed by a laugh. You had known Anna for a few months now. Their wedding was right before the season started and you really hadn’t known her much before then either. She tended to keep to herself and you wanted to respect that.

“She can be a bit…”

“Yeah, I know. I went to check on you after the crash and she looked like she wanted me dead.”

“In her defense, she caught me checking out your ass this morning. She was not very happy with me after that.”

You leaned forward to give him a light smack. “Pierre!” You shook your head in disappointment. “What did she think of the way you were practically fingering your car this morning?”

He played fake shy. “Oh, you saw that?”

“You make my heart beat crazy fast.” You admitted, putting your hand to your chest. “That didn’t help.”

“Well, as long as you enjoyed yourself.”

Enjoy yourself you did. He was in his same fireproofs from earlier and you were sure he didn’t know how turned on they made you. They were pulled down to his waist, the sleeves hanging low off his hips. His white undershirt was tight to his body, putting his abs on full display. His legs were spread wide, inviting you in. Was it hot in there? Was the air conditioning on?

He ran his hands over his abdomen and leaned his head back, staring at the ceiling. He groaned, sounding like he was in pain, frustrated, and horny at the same time.

Why did he have to be so unbelievably irresistible to you? When you were around him it was almost impossible to contain yourself. There was a magnetic force dragging you to him constantly. You moved yourself to sit next to him, earning his attention and popping his head up.

“You look really hot right now,” you giggled to yourself. He made you feel like a teenager experiencing her first love. The nerves were through the roof.

“Well, I feel hot.” He looked around the walls of the motorhome. “Where the hell is the air conditioning and who turned it off?”

You let out a sigh of relief. “Oh thank god it’s not just me.” He looked over at you examined your face. He placed his hand on your red cheeks. “You’re flushed.”

When he touched you, a chill ran through your body. Your body felt on fire and he had the power to send a freezing cold chill through it all.

“My cheeks get really red when I get nervous.” You blushed even more having to admit that. It was your least favorite characteristic of yourself. Everyone always knew flat out when you were nervous.

“I can’t tell if it makes you look cute, like I want to hug you, or if I want to fuck you.” His hand still rested on your cheek as he looked back and forth between your eyes and lips. “You look so god damn innocent. Like I could totally ruin you with just a few minutes alone.” His thumb ran over your lower lip and you instinctively stuck your tongue out to meet his thumb. He took the opportunity to put his thumb in your mouth and you suctioned around it, keeping eye contact with him. “Y/n,” he breathlessly begged, “please.”

His lips crashed to yours, feeling warm and secure the moment they touched. His hands held your neck and you moaned into his mouth, forgetting what it felt like to be touched by him.

He hoisted you onto his lap, wincing a bit when you grazed his knee. His hands fit perfectly in the curves of your waist as he pulled you closer to him, grinding your hips. “Don’t do this to me,” he said into your neck.

“Why not?” You said cheekily.

“We don’t have much time.” You almost forgot that there was a race going on right now.

“I can be quick.” You hopped off of him and locked the motorhome door as he undressed out of his fireproofs. He looked so good in his white suit but he looked even better naked. You slipped off your underwear and hoisted your sundress up to your waist before going back to his lap.

He guided your body on top of his, settling you down as you took all of him in, deep. “Shit. A condom.” You said, after the bare feeling of him inside of you set in. God did it feel good but it wasn’t right.

“I don’t think I have any in here.” He said. “I promise I’ll pull out. I need you so bad.” He lightly bit your nipple through your sundress.

“I will kill you if you’re lying to me.” You started to move your hips and moaned at the sensation. He felt so good filling you up all the way.

He took your ass in his hands and started to bounce you up and down on his cock. “That’s it baby, just like that.” He said, admiring your movements. “Fuck me like a good girl.”

Your head fell forward, the feeling running through your body getting almost unbearable to handle.

“Jesus, Pierre, you feel so good.” You pulled your hair into a makeshift ponytail and arched your back, feeling like all eyes were on you in the best way possible.

He watched you in awe as you rode his cock without a care in the world. “Your pussy is so tight baby. So tight for me.” A breathy moan escaped his lips and his face looked like he was in pure bliss. There’s nowhere else he would rather be.

“Shit, shit, I’m gonna come.” He said, panicking. You rushed to get off of him as you saw the liquid pool on his abs.

“Did you…?”

“I don’t think I got any inside of you.”

You took a deep breath to collect your thoughts. God, you hoped not.

next part

[witchyweasley]

Common Room Fun - Fred Weasley

Pairing: Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Summary: Fred decides to have some fun with you in the common room after hours.

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: smut, 18+ themes, semi-public, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex

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“Goodnight guys! I’ll see you at breakfast,” I said to my roommates who were turning in for the night.

“I’m going to head up as well, goodnight lovebirds. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” George said, winking at me before he headed up as well.

Fred and I were now left completely alone in the Gryffindor common room. The only sounds were the crackling fire and the rain hitting the window pane.

I was sitting on the sofa with my back pressed against the arm rest, my legs resting on top of Fred’s lap. Throughout the hangout with our friends, he mindlessly drew circles on my legs. This small action drove me crazy as his hands slowly moved up my thighs. Either he wasn’t aware of what he was doing or he knew damn well what he was doing. I can never tell with him.

We sat in a comfortable silence, his fingers now tracing up and down the length of my thighs as he stared into the fire.

A small smirk appeared on his face when he noticed me squeeze my legs together for some relief.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

His hand slowly moved from the outside of my thigh to the inside, tracing patterns before massaging it gently.

“Why are you like this?” I mumbled quietly, growing frustrated with his slow hands.

“Hmm?” he turned to look at me.

“Why are you like this?” I asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, love,” he smirked, his hands moving even slower.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” I responded.

“You’re cute when you’re frustrated,” he said softly.

“And you’re cute when you’re not being a tease,” I said, sitting up and moving my legs so that I was now seated on his lap, straddling him. His hands moved around my waist, squeezing at my hips before holding me close to him.

Taking his face into my hands, I pressed a quick kiss to his lips. When he went in for another, I dodged it and pressed quick kisses to his cheeks, forehead, nose, and temples.

“Well now look who’s being a tease,” he muttered, giving up on trying to find my lips.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about love,” I smirked before pressing a slow kiss to his lips. His grip on me tightened again, pulling me down further into his lap. He let out a low groan as I accidentally brushed up against the growing tent in his jeans.

Smirking into the kiss, I decided to repeat the action, slowly grinding against his erection.

“You’re playing with fire,” he said against my lips.

“I know, you’re an Aries,” I joked.

“Ha ha, very funny,” he said sarcastically before slapping my ass, getting a small yelp of surprise out of me, “Now stop teasing me.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” I teased.

Soon my hands were behind my back and Fred had muttered a spell that activated the bracelet he had bought me. While it looks like a normal bracelet most of the time, when Fred mutters a spell, it attaches itself around whatever he wants. This time, it was my other wrist so that they were held together.

“I knew getting you that bracelet would come in handy,” he said, putting his wand back down. He pulled me into another kiss, one hand on my waist while the other cupped my cheek. This kiss was hungrier than before, his teeth lightly biting my lip before his hand tangled into the hair at the nape of my neck. He pulled on my hair, tilting my head up to look at the ceiling as he pressed kisses to my exposed neck.

Quiet moans escaped my lips as he left wet kisses up and down my neck, biting softly at the flesh when he felt necessary. He made his way down to my collarbones as his fingers began working at the top buttons of my shirt. Every button he undid, he pressed a kiss to the newly exposed skin until half of my shirt was undone. His hands then massaged my breasts over the barrier of my bra. Slowly he pulled down the cup of one breast, catching my nipple in his mouth and sucking lightly.

My hips grinded down onto him, searching for much needed friction. He growled quietly at my actions, adjusting my legs so that I was further on top of him. Fred continued giving attention to my hardened nipples as one hand traveled down to release his erection from his pants. He let out a low moan as I grinded against him, now with only the thin layer of my damp underwear between us.

Suddenly Fred grabbed my hips and flipped me so that I was now sitting on the couch and he was now kneeling in front of me on the floor. He lifted up my skirt and blew gently on the damp spot that was now prevalent on my underwear.

“Always soaking wet for me, love,” he said, his finger now tracing the outside of my underwear.

“You have that effect on me,” I responded. My breathing became heavier as his fingers moved over my slit, putting pressure in just the right spot. My legs automatically tried to close as his thumb brushed over my clit. He quickly pushed them back open and looked up at me.

“Keep these open for me darling, or I’ll do it myself,” he warned. I nodded and watched as he dipped down to kiss over the damp spot, darting his tongue out to taste the juices that had seeped through. His hands moved from holding my thighs open to the waistband of my underwear, sliding them down my legs as I lifted my hips up.

“Oh fuck, Freddie,” I breathed out as his tongue returned to my folds. He licked slowly up my wet pussy, his tongue circling my clit each time he reached the top. His nose bumped against my clit as he dipped his tongue into me, causing my hips to buck against his face. Soon his arms were wrapped around my thighs, his fingers rubbing circles around my clit. My legs again tried to close at the stimulation, only to be yanked back open by Fred.

“Incarcerous,” he said, pointing at my ankle. A rope wrapped around my ankle and tied itself to the leg of the couch. He quickly repeated the same spell on my other ankle, leaving me spread out for him.

Instead of returning his mouth to my clit, he stood up and began pumping his cock into his hands.

“As good as you taste, I would really like to put your mouth to good use,” he breathed out, looking at me spread out for him.

I looked up at him as he brought his cock to my mouth, kissing the tip before sliding down his shaft. He hummed in approval as my tongue swirled at the tip, holding my hair back in a makeshift ponytail.

“Such a good girl for me,” he groaned, lightly thrusting his hips. With the way I was tied up, it was hard for me to bob my head, so Fred decided to do most of the work. I gagged slightly as he hit the back of my throat. His thrusts picked up speed and he was fucking my face. Right before he was about to cum he pulled away and stepped back.

“Look at you, all spread out for me,” he smirked, “Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?”

I shook my head no as I caught my breath, panting from the way he fucked my face.

“Why’s that love?” He teased.

“I only want you Freddie,” I said.

“Good girl,” he said. He undid the ropes on my ankles and flipped me over so that I was facing the couch. I felt his cock rub along my entrance before slowly pushing into me, earning moans from both of us. His slow thrusts were agonizing, I wanted more.

“Fuck me, Fred,” I whined.

“What was that, doll?” he teased, going slower than before.

“Fuck me harder,” I moaned out.

“As you wish,” he said. One hand remained on my hip while the other grabbed my shoulder, holding me up so he could pound into me. He grunted as he thrust into me, holding onto my hip hard enough to leave a bruise.

“You always take me so well,” he grunted out. His hand moved from my hip to my clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves quickly and causing me to cry out.

“Fuck Fred, I’m going to cum,” I cried.

“Cum for me baby, cum all over my cock,” he growled, moaning as he felt me cum around him. My walls tightening around his cock and my legs shaking beneath me. It wasn’t long before his now sloppy thrusts slowed down as he released inside of me. Ropes of cum covering my walls before pulling out.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he panted out before undoing the spell on the bracelet. As I stretched my arms out, I could feel his cum running down my thigh.

“You always say that when you finish in me,” I teased, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“Hey now, I say it other times,” he defended.

“I know, I just think it’s funny that all of you Weasley children have breeding kinks,” I laughed.

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SERENDIPITY.

(n), beautiful accidents turning out in beautiful journeys.

Nothing to explain, just Vampire!harry.

Smut, Smut and Smut.

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Author's Note: This's me just testing waters with my fantasy writing skills. It got deleted at first and I had to write everything again with fat sad tears. Tried my best hope ya'll like it. Reblogs are always appreciated and I kinda deserve it for this one *sheepishly*

She ignores whatever he's saying craving the overwhelming feel of stars and flowers when he bites her, "Can you bite me, please?" He startles at that brows skyrocketing.

Giddiness stirring in his stomach and how bad he feels to brush her off, he has to do it for her sake. "Now, that's not an escape ye' should seek fo' right?" He gives her a stern look when she whines throwing her head back.

Or

Y/N interrupts Harry amidst his meal and ends up him clinging to her.

Kittens. One hell of the beasty creatures they're. You'd give them your heart but they'll prefer their two hours sleep over it. Such type of beasty wee landed Y/N into such situation. She's been searching for Meowsie her cat for fifteen minutes now when she heard a feeble cry of an animal. The tall trees with it's roots snatching at soil - the moon at it's peek. Gasping she crouches down for the rescue of a deer with it's fur wrenched in blood. 

When she does so her eyes struck at the sleekness of a pair of loafers stubbing yellow leaves under it. A groan of annoyance whirling in air and gulping she rakes her eyes to find a tall, swiney man staring down at her in offence like she disturbed him. 

He's gorgeous. Features that of greek sculpture with silk kissing it, eyes –well she can't figure them out in her fear. "Who're ye'!?" He snarls and she toppled back on her bum with a squeak, "Aish. should be asking you the same." She shuts her eyelids. He thinks she's very stupid for leisuring in an abnomished forest at this hour of night when every creature's ready to strangle her alive. 

"Who're you?" She emphasizes each word grabbing the broken branch and pointing it towards him mustering some courage not letting her brave cascade waver. 

His first instinct was to say that he's vegan. But, why should he when he's not. He doesn't like lying. 

He steps from under the shadows of trees rims glimmering under the beautiful moonlight, "Could be anythin' ye'r little brain's been thinkin' of." He smirks towering her and scrambles back. Her facial expressions blown out more from the fright he's causing. 

Poor little thing. 

Before, he could fill in her curiosity his prey escapes into darkness gaining his attention. He growls throwing his head at his shoulders — Harry isn't that of tantrum throwing person (a practice of one hundred year has taught him that bitterness brings you nothing) but he's been devastatingly hungry and the feeding clubs grossed him out. 

The smell of grinding bodies, sweat and the combination of different human's blood makes him sick to core rubbing his appetite away. He's bored of them. 

Her sweet glazing auroma calls him to trap her and take a succulent bite out of her but before that she benefited the opportunity running away from him exiting the dark forest only to find Meowsie snuggling inside her bed. 

"You batty creature!" She huffs, "No wonder I'd be found – dead one day because of you." 

With whoever; she bumped in the forest wasn't human at all Y/N thinks. 

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She's been fighting her sweet tooth for so long but it's not helping her. She muttered a fuck it before lecturing Meowsie, "No sneaking." When Meowsie meowed bobbing her head she cheered, "Good baby." Like a proud momma. 

It was success. Reaching the nearest store and buying the oreo yogurt to savour it immediately. When she strolled outside gloomy vibe hit her causing her nerves to shudder winter chillness freezing her toes.

The cup hits the pavement and she emits a loud scream as a brutal force rams her in a brick wall. 

A groan of pain rumbling in her chest and she shuts her eyes as a shadowy demon creeps up her calves agonisingly trying to pop her in two. 

Counting on her death when it screeches in horrifying noises being ripped into bits and pieces mercilessly. When she squints her eyes open she finds the mossy jade eyes peering down at her more pissed than he was in the forest, "do ya humans don't sleep at night? Or are ye' a mouse that steals good-ys at night?" He traps her head with his hands on either side of wall and she grumbles at his insult of calling her human. But isn't it what she is? A human? 

"I -- don't be mean." She pouts hissing at the dull ache in her legs and he sighs voice getting gentler, "Can ye' walk?" When she nods he scoffs with a thick accent lips quirking and nose scrunching. He wanted to leave her at it but the scared look on her tightened his chest and he felt his responsibility to walk her home safe and invest if she got hurt. 

"No you can't!" He winds his arms around her encouraging her to put all of her weight on his side as he walks her. "Who're you. And how did ya do that?" She asks with a timid voice. He doesn't want to scare her away but the truth's he's been keeping an eye on her for days. Muttering a curse to himself whenever she'd have her nightly visits without a care for herself. Silly human. 

"Harry." He replies without a care and if it wouldn't be for the pain she's feeling she'd have never let him inside her home. "I can't even eat my yogurt in peace 'cos of you Harry." She reproaches as he sits her on sofa taking her ankles and putting them over his knees. 

[That's how I felt when you interrupted my meal you little pesty thing he wanted to mutter but held back.] 

Taking out the potion Nana gave him that heals painful scars. 

"It'll hurt a bit little mouse." He murmurs pulling out the cork of bubble shaped bottle she flinches, "Don't call me that!" Staring at the way her ripened gnashes disappears in beautiful spirals. "Then stop acting like a coward-y mouse." He stands up looking down at her slumpy with sleep. He shushed her, "'s okay. . ." with each dab feeling sorry for exposing her to his world and now the demon who was manifested without a precise spell thought they're co-related kept lingering around her and well he couldn't leave such an innocent girl to be harmed by evils.

"Not gonna tuck ye' in bed, now." He stands up chin doubling raising his hands in defence albeit he's privy for such actions. Too domestically affectionate for him. 

"Please." She doesn't want to be here on uncomfortable sofa and wants to snuggle inside her blankets. "Fine." He rolls his eyes not giving heed to the angelic details of her home for that it'll create a soft spot in his heart for her. 

His body swimming in her scent once stepping inside her room and he tucks her under quilts grabbing Meowsie akwardly and putting her beside Y/N so she could cuddle with her. He stares her for time and Y/N doesn't hear door shutting and he's out of her bleary vision in a tick 

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White swarms over the crimson in hues with yummy smell spreading everywhere along with the waves of Y/N melodic hum. Meowsie tries to rip the muffin batter and Y/N smacks her paw away ending up having a standoff stare competition with her in the kitchen. 

She literally heard her saying mean mommy. 

Y/N thoughts are all over the place. All she could think of is his's stupid beautiful face and they way his gentle touch made her feel floffy from muscles. He shouldn't pesk her like that. The white chocolate chip pops and she was about to see if they were done when a rasp crawled in her ear making her jump and causing the pyrx bowl to hit the oak counter, "Been thinkin' of meh, lil mouse?" 

"What the fuck. Harry!" She spins sending him into fits of laughter with squeaky scream.

"Not funny. Don't you guys not go somewhere unless invited?" She gasps putting her hand atop her heart and Harry's eyes follows her commotion, "'course we do. Got some manners 'n shite." He scoffs with cupid bow quirked up and nose scrunched. 

"Then where are your manners now?" He smirks at that leaning at her level, "You manifested me s' hard it broke rules." Heat splashes on her cheeks and she notices the intricate details of his features finding them dull and sick than his prior glow. She gasps in shock taking his hands leading him to sofa and sitting him with a push to his shoulders. 

"God. You look terrible what happened?" He gives out a smile at her care throwing his head into headboard cushions, as she scrambles back to kitchen to take out muffins from oven she asks worriedly proper concerned for his health, "Would you like something?" 

A warm mug of delicious bubbling blood thank you very much.

He wanted to mutter but his throat went dry from the headache making him all dizzy. He's been death starving for days now cause his appetite seems to vanish and tongue wouldn't accept any kind of blood since the day he smelled the gush of crimson running inside her veins. 

"Can I bite you?" He regrets the moment it slipped from his tongue. Y/N doesn't seem to mind instead mulls about it for a moment putting two warm hot cocoa milk and red velvet muffins on the lil coffee table. 

"Will it keep you alive?" When Harry closed his eyes in gentle affirmation she cranes her neck to side like she has seen in many movies. "Okay. Go then." He smiles weakly taking her fingers ever so tenderly in his hold and ushering her in his lap. 

"If you wouldn't mind — it'll be more comfortable like this. ." She just nods knees bended on either side of his thighs and his mouth waters at her appetizing sweet smell. He rakes his nose along the curve of her neck swearing that she's made of puddle of how soft her skin's. His senses wrecking havoc as his fangs glistens at the surface grazing against the barrier of her sensitive spot. 

"Aa-a!" She cries out and He pulls her back anxiously brows kinking, "Didn't even bit yet." 

"Surprised is all." She confesses shyly and Harry shakes his head with a silly smile letting her fist the hem of his shirt tight as he wrapped his arm around her waist smushing her closer to him and keeping her head in one place stopping her from squirming..

"Ticklish baby mouse ye're." Saying this he pushes his fangs into her flesh and she created a mousey noise head lulling. He gives out a moan-y growl at the taste of first droplet hitting his tongue. He doesn't think he could stop from now on. She tastes like the nectar birds of heaven could feed on. 

His body coming to life. Inners feeling fresh as ever again. 

She feels float-y. Like taking a nap over clouds and letting the zephyr cocoon her and she stuffs her face in the crook of his neck breathing him happily with a loopy smile.

This's oddly satisfying and calming. He wants to take care of her. She's a beacon he always wants to keep protected from the storm. He gasps feeling himself nourished all over again after days of starvation. Lapping at the shiny drops of what's left making her giggle and he could easily recognize that smell. Of her arousal. 

She's all worked up in his embrace snuggling closer to him. He has been in this position with many people before but once they serve his purpose they'd been walked away to take care of.

"Don't go lost on me little mouse y'need to eat somethin'." He settles her over his thigh taking the mug and muffins. 

Tearing it in two and bringing it to her mouth as she lays her head against his shoulder. He sighs happily feeling full as she nibbled slowly, "Thank you." He wipes the crumbs from the corner of her lips feeling the petalness of them and wondering what he shouldn't be wondering at all. "'S okay." She quips with cracky voice making Harry chuckle and sipping onto his own warm milk.

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Harry didn't know a human could attract him like a magnet to metal. She manifested him once and now he's always at her cosy home, he likes the radiance of sunshine that promises from her presence. They watch movies till the clock doesn't strike six in the morning, have secret rendezvous hidden from the eye of normal people at the places Y/N has never been, he has his weekly bites from her and in return brings her every Oscar Wilde's books from his shelf. 

Biting her's the most pleasing yet excruciating part because the way she melts like a honey over him like she depends on him and the sweet smell of her wetness that billows in the room makes Harry gripe at her sides, sometimes drinking more than her petite body could handle. He feels awful after that. 

Cuddles her to sleep and makes the walnut pie he learned from his Nana which apparently is a witch (she isn't actually his grandma — he has long forgotten about his real family). 

Harry took her to the vampires museum and when her marshmallow lips baubled in astonishment at the wings of Angels displaying on the burgundy wall. He kept his arms wrapped around her waist the whole time eyeing anyone that would look towards her weirdly (humans aren't allowed at vampire premises, but who dares to point a finger at Harry? No one.) One of the reasons he hugged her in a smushing coddling suffocating way to lather his scent all over her leaving her flustered and confused. Y/N has finally met someone that shares the same sleeping schedule as her insomniac ass. "We better leave before they hang me angel here too." His breath was hot against her neck running shivers down her spine. 

His words carrying amiability and seductivity causing Y/N to gape at him. Did he just call her his Angel? He definitely did. Annoying leech that's fucking up with Y/N's emotions. 

They didn't talk about it at all after that. 

Harry did with Nana. Freaking out to her how his emotions are always spiraling for her. That he wants her all to himself. Wants to feel her in ways that's beyond just the touch. Nana just laughed it off and made him eat his coconut pie. He almost choked on his bite. Adam apple bobbing in pain when she cleared to him – that; The they indeed have bonded to eachother. 

Her blood runs inside him. His marks are on the most precious spot of her body. Where lovers claim their affection — how could he not feel like that towards her? She's sure that Y/N also feels the same for Harry. 

Harry was getting done with some cluster of work when a stab of pain invaded his whole body prickling uncomfortably against his skin. Something's up. He could feel in his bones that his little mouse's not okay. When he goes her home he's met by pure silence making him more anxious than he already is.

He picks Meowsie from the floor rubbing her crown as he steps inside her bedroom. She's layered under many fold blankets in her bed shrinked into a pea and her head perks up when Harry's voice reaches her, "Angel. . ." She throws everything aside tackling him to mattress making him squeak.

He smiles petting her hair as she purrs against his chest fisting the hem of his shirt tightly. "One of those days?" He asks genuinely not stopping his gentle action and she bobs her head  vigorously bottom lip wobbling, "Oh my little mouse – c'mere what happened?" His gaze flitting between her's as he cups her cheeks squishing them adorably. 

She ignores whatever he's saying craving the overwhelming feel of stars and flowers when he bites her, "Can you bite me, please?" He startles at that brows skyrocketing.

Giddiness stirring in his stomach and how bad he feels to brush her off, he has to do it for her sake. "Now, that's not an escape ye' should seek fo' right?" He gives her a stern look when she whines throwing her head back, "Then can I bite you?" She just wants to distract herself from the unbearable headche of her history course. 

He chuckles breathily at that sighing because could he say no to her? No. He smiles down at her dimples denting in his cheeks, "Kay. Go then." She stuffs her face in the dip of his neck sniffing the marbled beach fragrance of him that of summers I'm December's cosiness. Her teeth grazing at the curve of his pale skin and Harry closes his eyes in anticipation. He feels intimidated by this little human being like no other. His little human.

Her teeth grazing against his cold skin and Harry almost whined letting a moan slip his eyes rolling back into his sockets as she bites him. His hands on her ass twitching to grope at the flesh when his cock stirred with her heat leaking against it. She creates sweet filthy noises succling the mark and "Enough." Harry cleared his throat and the haze in his head bounding her wrists between them pulling pulling her away looking at her sternly when she whines. 

"Baby. . talk to me." He caresses her cheek with his knuckles but she ignores his words floating in her all headspace staring the mark she created. Tracing the beautiful hue of love bite with her fingers, "How did it feel?" Harry's eyes flutter with charming smile as he kissed the hand which's not busy memorizing him. 

"Like a lil mouse ticklin'" She leans at that kissing her work of art, giving wet little sweet kisses up his jaw palms running down his midriff as she whispered. 

"This?" Her hips stuttering with his swell sitting delicious between her panty clad pussy lips, she peers up at him from her under her lashes as her lips rested against the corner of his pillowy full mouth. 

"And this?" Test of his patience. "Like I've never felt before." Saying. He smudges his lips against her's in a succulent, sweet and affectionate kiss. Lapping tenderly with his pink wet tongue at her mouth to deepen the kiss squishing her cheeks in the process. Swallowing her whimpers and whines down his throat like she's most precious. She humps his bulging cock with erotic swivels of her hips and Harry griped at her sides to leave blue blemishes in some hours.

He closes his eyes still smiling foolishly resting his temple against her's – noses doing eskimo kisses. 

"Can we talk now, what's disturbing my angel?" He tucks her hair back kissing her forehead and she bobs her head embarrassed at her tantrums. "It's silly. 'M gonna fail my history exam." His eyes twinkle, "Just havocin' your brain for this?" 

"No worries. I gotcha."

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This's how they ended up like this surrounded by notes and papers. Harry complaining with an unbelievable scuff, "What do they teach ye' kids now days? That didn't happen at all in history." Still ending up helping her with learning which ended up him giving her his slender fingers fucking her with them to let her work for her reward.

"No pet. Wrong answer." He tutted eyes still on the quiz card and it's the sight for sore eyes. She cramps her thighs around his wrist and he curled his fingers rubbing her walls in return as a warning, "Come on lil mouse ye' right there." He leans from the edge of his chair to snatch a chaste kiss from her parted ones.

"189-5?" She mewls not sure of her answer and Harry again pressed his lips against her's murmuring against them driving a third finger inside her and rubbing her clit in circles with his thumb, "such an intelligent girl. doin' s' good fo' me – wanna cum?" He bites at her earlobe gripping the quiz cards tightly.

"Yes. Please‐" He cuts her off taking his digits out making her whine and squirm loudly. Sage coloured panties clearly drenched in her slickness as Harry licks her sweet juices like a hungry kitten from his fingers wrapping his magenta lips till his knuckles — if it's a lollipop humming around them vulgarly.

"Harry No!" She huffs making grabby hands at him and he squeezes her bossom thigh to push her down, "Harry yes. Now -- tell me babe where Buddhism originated from?" He wets the pad of his thumb nonchalantly eyeing her playfully and Y/N just wants to kiss that pink pretty tongue as he turned the page around.

She grabs his hand moving them closer to her swollen pussy head falling at his mere graze, "Please." He gives love nibbles at her cheek flickering her clit to tease her.

"What baby?" He murmurs gliding them up and down her slit causing her to rock her pelvis against his touch his freezing fingers adding upto sensation. "Want your fingers." She gasped breathily because before her request Harry was stuffing her back with his fingers massaging the sweet shell of her g-spot.

Her tummy coiling with pleasure and she threw her arms around his neck parted lips pressing against his throat, "Last quiz and then ye' can come all over me fingers." He tells her pinching her thighs. His cock weeping in his pants. The world around them deafening to glitter noises and Harry puts his chin atop her shoulder raising the card infront of her shoulder as she thrashed in his arms.

It was for his last criss-cross of swipe when she gushed all over him with noises that stroked Harry's ego and this time he gave her a hickey coaxing her orgasm from her high, "Hmh. S' warm I could stay inside ye' forever." A sugary smooching voice echoes in room when he kissed the spot between her ear and neck.

Y/N thinks Harry has successfully made a nest in her heart.

. . .

They were flopped over quilts in her bed moon glowing happily in love with them together and Y/N turned in his arms admiring each glimmer of his skin with an awestruck puppy eyes, "You're such an Angel. . .so pretty." He chuckles softly bringing her closer to her chest to hear her heartbeats.

"People think otherwise my mouse." He gives out a 'oof' sound giggling when she climbed up his torso heels of palms pressing against his pecks. "You're for me resting in the depths of ye'r skin — that went through love and sorrows, nourishment and pains until god decided you were meant to be mine. . ." She sucks in a breath cupping his beautiful face to lull it side to side. Harry could bite her whole made of petals and honeycomb she is. He stares her zoning out for a moment.

"Sorry. But seeing ye' with my bites makes me s' hard. . ." He whispers. "Bite me again then." She nuzzles in the crook of his neck pressing her wet crotch down against his hard dick pressing against his zipper.

"So polite and carin'." He grins smacking kisses against the thin skin of her shoulder reaching the mark that's still pudgy and purple. She moans getting him out with shaky fingers and kissing him heatedly in full vigour making slick filthy noises. He slaps her bottom ripping her panties to throw them carefully rubbing his weeping blushed head in between her clenching pussy lips to smudge their arousals.

Whimpers of bliss whirling in air when he slipped inside her slick cunt filling her to brim his balls pressed against her bum, "Fuck. Just how I imagined — tight 'n snug. I love ye'r cunt baby." He gritted grinding his pelvis against her's in slow teasing motion hitting one spot continuously.

"Feels good. . ." She cries softly thighs quivering by his sides and he wrapped his hand around the nape of her to bring her down for another passionate kiss, "Would ye' bond to meh? Huh - lemme cum inside ye'r pretty pussy? Make it mine?" He mumbled wet-ly against her lips sucking her lower one to make it all plump and pinkish.

"Make me yours." She gives out a squeaky whimperish moan when at her words he licked his mark biting it. Her walls creamping around his cock to feel each, ridge and thick vein and she turned a loopy butterfly in his arms.

"Ye' can't cum unless I give ye' permission and I've had plenty to drink. . ." He growls grabbing her jaw eyes turning oyrx and she wipes her own blood from his mouth to press her thumb against his tongue letting him suck. Now, she doesn't have one mark only it's plenty that of flowers scattered on canvas.

He stretches his legs wide toes curling holding her down from her hips to fuck into her with rough mind forging thrusts, "Yes!" Y/N whispers with hoarse throat that she hasn't spoken from months.

"Cum fo' me. Over me cock baby wants to feel ye' Angel." He moans fondling her breasts in his large calloused palms smauching kisses at very skin he could find to shower his love to. Y/N comes a wave of shiver running from her soles to head as she just created noises straight out of porn.

Her creaming around him. Warm and slick cum dribbling down his balls didn't last Harry too. He came inside her in thick spurts of ribbons leaving blueprints at her arse.

They remained like this for some moments. Cacooned into eachother breathing eachother Harry memorizing her to memorize the memory he could never forget and caresses her cheek with the back of his hand.

He lays her on bed gently slipping out of her shushing her with pecks on mouth when she whined from sensitivity, "Gonna take care of ye' little mouse." He bends her knees kissing them stroking the insides of her shivering thighs to calm her down taking his discarded boxer from side.

"Want you to squeeze baby -— I came alot." She does as he said and he cleans her with his clothe showering her in kisses and praises.

Running a steamy bath with essential lavender and rose oils and bathe salts. Resting her between his legs to feel her skin everytime against his skin.

"I love you. Gonna keep ye' forever." He whispers in the silence of night and she smiled with fuzzy heart. Feeling good and fluttery. "I love you too."

Shrugging she retorts playfully, "I'd be all old and wrinkly but you'd be still this gorgeous now that's unfairrrrr." He just laughs at her cuteness creating obnoxious kissing noises while kissing her face.

"Gross." She mutters bashfully eyeing him and he fake offends tickling her sides causing the water splash from rims, "Wasn't gross when I was fucking your brains out—" She tries to smack him in between laughters.

"Heyyyy."

[blackcherry125]

hey i saw you asking for ideas and i can't find your rules so feel free to ignore but i just had this thought of bokuto or bakugo who are really into exhibitionism but get too wrapped up in the feeling that instead of you just sitting on his cock with it being blocked from your skirt his hands are pushing the skirt past your waist and he's moving and groaning just a little too much to be discreet but that's okay bc the couple's best friend (akaashi and kirishima respectively) finds your two more entertaining than whatever movie was put on

So I really like this! I've never tried writing something like this before so I hope you enjoy!

Content warning: exhibitionism, voyeurism if you squint maybe. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP

It started off as a normal evening. You, your boyfriend Katsuki, and his friend Kirishima. You'd been watching movies and you had ended up in Katsuki's lap and as the evening went on his fingers softly started caressing your stomach just over your skirt. Every once in a while they'd slide an inch or so under causing your breath to hitch and your eyes to fly to where Kirishima was focusing on the movie. Finally you felt those teasing fingers slide down enough to tap your clit, you froze and immediately felt Katsuki huff out a laugh against your ear. "Let's play a game babe. See if I can make you cum without him noticing." It's whispered against your neck and you have to hold in a whimper when that turns into soft kisses, your answer comes in the form of a little stretch that readjusts you, and your skirt. Now the only barriers between you and his quickly hardening cock are your wet panties and his gray sweatpants. You glance down to make sure the front of your skirt will hide what's going on as you feel him pull his sweats down and your panties are moved over. Just before he slides in he nips at your ear, "ready?" It's almost a growl he's talking so low. You nod and barely breathe out a yes before his thick cock impales you.

He's moving you so carefully, his cock stays embedded in your tight wet pussy while he moves your hips, grinding inside you. Slowly though he starts thrusting up as you're grinding down and your breath comes out in a small squeak. Again you and Katsuki's eyes move to his friend who is still engrossed in the movie you're meant to be watching. "Be a good girl and stay quiet, or do you want him to know what a little slut you are?" He reaches up and squeezes your nipple quickly causing you to inhale sharply but you shake your head. He starts moving again faster this time with random sharp thrusts right against that sweet spot, each time you bite your lip to keep from crying out. Your eyes are unfocused and your cunt is drenched. There's the softest wet slapping noise that comes from the two of you. Katsuki is losing focus on his fun game, his movements keeping you squeezing around his cock but never cumming and he's getting so close. He tightens his hold on your hips to hold them still as he fucks up into you, this entire time neither of you bothered to check where your skirt was covering and by this point it's bunches up above your hips. "I'm getting so close baby girl. Gonna fill you up, you gotta stay quiet for me." Just as he says that your climax rushes through both of you and you can't help but let out what starts as a soft moan and ends with a clear whimper. Your head drops back against his shoulder as his hot cum fills you up. You're both recovering from the aftershocks when you hear a laugh come from the other side of the room.

"I feel like I should have paid by the minute for that. Better than any movie on tv." Your face flames as you remember Kirishima. When you look at him he's grinning at you, sharp teeth well displayed but his eyes are zeroed in on where he can clearly see your pussy stretched tightly around Katsuki's cock. "Please Bakubro, don't stop on my account."

I really hope you liked this! Thanks so much for suggesting it, it's good to go outside the norm!

[theblackpearls]

For a Moment in Time

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Black Reader

Warning: Smut. Porn without plot. Angst. Raw (please use condoms in real life, guys! Safe sex is smart sex!) Oral Sex (women receiving) Mentions of Racism (its the 1940's y'all. No trauma I promise.)

A/N: After seeing FATWS you can't tell me Bucky wouldn't have dated a black woman if it wasn't illegal. I still think he had a girl on the side in Winter Solider and she was black. That's my comfort Canon!

It’s in the middle of the night that you hear a knock on your door. You’ve just finished getting out the shower and wrapped yourself in a towel. Normally, you’d open your front door with clothes but for this person, it didn’t matter.

Opening the front door, you’re met with that million dollar smile.

“You ready for me, Honey?” Bucky says leaning in to kiss you.

You want to but you shift your eyes to the side, looking at the women who clearly scoff at this scene. You’ve been through it a thousand times, the stares you get when Bucky ventures to your part of the neighborhood. Bucky senses your frustration but he kisses your forehead anyway, hoping to bring back that smile. He succeeds, a hint of a smile appearing on your face.

“Come on.” Bucky says, pushing your hips backwards, until you’re both inside your apartment.

Bucky closes the door behind you. You step on the stairs but are quickly pulled back, your back pressing against Bucky’s broad chest. The cold medals of his uniform tingle against your skin.

“It’s just us, Baby.” Bucky says, nuzzling his nose into the crook on your neck.

“I can’t wait to leave this place.” You sigh, leaning back against him and swaying in his arms.

“Don’t do that, Sugar.” Bucky kisses your shoulder, his pink lips running over your brown skin. “Let’s not ruin tonight, it’s our last one and I intend for those nieghbors to know my fucking name.”

“Whatever,” You say, elbowing Bucky and moving out of his hands.

“What?” Bucky says shrugging, “Come here, Baby.”

You back away from Bucky as he walks towards you. As much as you want to be in his arms, you’re still wet from the shower and would like to get dressed before.

“Bucky, wait-”

“Nope, I sai-”

You sprint up the stairs only to hear Bucky’s boot beating against the wooden stairs. You’ve almost made it but Bucky has you locked in his arms. Bucky takes you into the room and pins you against the wall, his knee wedged between your legs.

“You really are testing me, Honey.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You say, tapping his cheek.

“Mhmm.” Bucky says, biting his bottom lip.

Bucky eyes, trail down your body, starting at your breast that are just slightly showing. Bucky leans in, placing a kiss on the tops of each.

“Bucky…”

“I can't wait to fucking leave this place.” Bucky says, his hands trailing up your towel while his lips moved up, leaving warm kisses on your neck. “Take you to every place in Europe when this shit is over.”

“It’s gonna be a while, James.” You mumble, your breath staggered as he nibbles on your ear.

“Don’t do that.” Bucky hisses, his hands digging into your thighs. “Don’t speak like we’re running out of time.”

It was hard to not think of the time that you and Bucky had. You know you’d wake up in the morning and Bucky would be gone, across the world fighting for freedom. Neither of you knew how long this war would last but it was keeping you both apart. It was tough because your relationship in America was illegal and it seemed that only war could offer you guys the freedom, the freedom to pack up and move to Europe where you both could be open about your love.

“Sorry.” You whimper, Bucky spread your legs and his hips colliding with yours, his erection.

“Don’t apologize.” Bucky says, his lips laying kisses on your cheek until he moves to your jaw and then stops right over your lips. “I just want to make love to you, the way you deserve.”

Bucky cups your cheek, his thumb lighting grazing your skin back and forth. This love and compassion he shows you is hidden and safe within these four walls.

Bucky says nothing as he lifts you up, your legs instantly locking around his hips. You take note of the way Bucky moves around your room in the darkness, knowing exactly where your bed is, how far the nightside table is so he doesn’t bump into it.

Bucky lays you gently on the bed, you back against the soft sheets. Your legs fall to the side and Bucky is between the, looking down at you. The moonlight breaks through the window, illuminating your mahogany skin, showing the little droplets of water that still rest on your legs and breast. Bucky reaches for the white towel, removing it slowly, unwrapping you like his own personal gift. Bucky looks at you with longing and lust, his blue eyes illuminating as he bites his lip, wanting to devour every part of you.

Bucky bends down, kissing right above your sex. You wish he’d go lower but he actually moves up, kissing your stomach and looking at you in your eyes. Bucky then trails up your body, kissing your abdomen, to the valley between your breast, around your neck and up to your ear.

“You’re so beautiful, Babygirl.” Bucky whispers in your ear. “I’m going to remember every inch of you.”

You nod and close your eyes, not wanting to let the tears fall from your eyes and ruin this moment. Yet they fall anyway but Bucky’s pink lips are there to kiss your tears away. He catches every one until he kisses your lips, your tongues sharing the saltery tears between the two.

Bucky breaks the kiss and lefts up. He takes off his shirt, letting it fall to the side of the bed. It’s not long before Bucky is leaning over you, resting on his elbows.

There is no need for talking, you both know exactly how this will end. Bucky kisses you once more, one of his hands slides down the length of your body to grab your leg, wrapping it around him. Your hands are busy as well, trailing down his body, putting every muscle and cut into memory. Your hands reach the button of his pants and they’re quickly undone.

You slip your hand into his pants, touching Bucky’s length and he moans, breaking your intense kiss. His eyes never leave yours as your hand travels down further, stroking his cock. You want to have sex with Bucky of course, but you also want him to remember this. Remember how you stared him down as you touched his cock, watching him crumble on top of you.

You finally reach the tip, your thump running over his slit and catching the pre-cum. Bucky's hip thrust but his eyes are still open, watching you.

“Baby…”Bucky moans, his breaths becoming shallow and strained.

You want Bucky to come, to release and give you every piece of him. You pick up the pace, your hand gently squeezing his member, twisting your wrist. You feel Bucky harden in your hand, which only makes you move your hand faster. Bucky's arms shake, his head falling down to your neck, his warm breath dancing on your skin.

“It’s okay, Bucky.” You whisper in his ear, your hand becoming slick with his cum. “You can let go.”

Bucky moves his hips, thrusting into your hand, finding a manageable rhythm for him to get off without slipping out of your hand. He curses in your ear, his hands grabbing your wrist and tightening. It’s not long before Bucky releases in your hand, his moans falling into your neck as his mouth connects. Bucky collapses, his weight pressing against your and warming not only your body but your heart. You’re going to miss this, every single park of Bucky. Form his brown hair that might have too much gel to the curling of his toes as he releases inside you.

Bucky’s grip losses on your wrist and you take the time to wrap your arms around his neck.Your hands play in his hard and Bucky kisses a line from your collar bone to your ear.

“I’m gonna fucking marry you.” Bucky mumbles in your ear.

“I know.” You say, a smile carving its way onto your face.

Bucky gets up, takes off his pants and underwear, his come running down his legs. It doesn’t take long for Bucky to place himself between your legs, your sexes just inches apart as Bucky leans over you. Bucky kisses your forehead for a moment, not daring to move. Your left leg is on the bed while he has hand around your right leg, lifting it up, ready to end you, but he takes his time.

Bucky then looks down, asking for permission through both of you know that you need this. Bucky is slow with his entrance, kissing your softly and his hands making sure to massage your thigh.

“Bucky…” You mian as you feel his tip penetrate you.

“That’s it, Sugar.” Bucky groans, slowly sliding in further.

You lift your hips, wanting Bucky to fall deeper into you, find that spot and shatter every piece of you.

Your arms moved to wrap around Bucky’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss. You moan, Bucky now fully encased in your wet pussy. It feels so right to be with Bcuky like this, connected with no barriers, oceans or laws to separate you.

Bucky doesn't move yet, his kisses are gently against your lips, something sacred between the two of you. His hands move, one falling to your cheek, keeping your head raised and kissing him while the other laces with your hand above your head and pressed into the mattress.

It is now that Bucky moves slowly, his hips grinding against yours. You moan into the kiss and Bucky devours every single one. You move your hips in sync with his, his cock growing within your warmth.

“Bucky…” You moan breathlessly.

“It’s just us, Baby.” Bucky reminds you. “Be as loud as you want.”

You don’t hold yourself back, not with Bucky and not this time. Bucky’s hand slides from your face to your leg, lifting it up and thrusting deeper inside you. You arch your back, closing your eyes and mouth falling open. Sweat trickles down your body and your mind goes blank. All you can think about it how good Bucky feels inside of you, how you want think to release inside of you, mark you as his and never fucking let you go!

“Bucky!” You shout.

“Fuck.” Bucky moans, his nails digging into your hands and Bucky arching his hips, pounding into you.

The bed creaks as you try to catch your breath but Bucky steals it away with a kiss. Your mouths are slowly against one another, sharing so much and saying nothing. Your stomach abdomen tightens and your toes curl, you know it’s coming, the release that only Bucky can give you.

“Come for me, babygirl.”

And you do, relasign everything you have to give to Bucky. Bucky releases inside of you, his come filling your insidious, sticking to them and burying himself in places no one would dare look. Bucky rolls over and rests next to you, pulling you into his chest.

“It won’t always be like this.” bucky says, drawing circles right above your hip. “As soon as I come back, we’ll leave.”

“I know, Bucky.” You kiss his cheek. “It’s hard to say goodbye though.”

“Then don’t.” Bucky holds you closer. “Don’t say goodbye just wait for me to return and we’ll continue, it will be like I never left.”

“Mhmm.” You mumble fighting sleep.

You know once you fall asleep, bucky will be gone. It was something you got used to with every deployment. Though you had faith in Bucky, that he would return, there was still fear in your heart. But you could not let that fear overrun you, Bucky there would be no place for Bucky if you did that. So, you buried your fears where only you could find them and only visited them when necessary.

“Go to sleep.” Bucky says.

You want to reply to him, to tell him that you don’t want to wake and the bed be cold. But you know that it won’t comfort either of you so, you say nothing and close your eyes

Six months have passed and Bucky hasn’t sent you any letters. You're worried because your last letter was important.  You were scared that Bucky had gotten the letter and didn’t send one back, an end to your relationship. Though you had faith in bucky, you guys never talked about this issue popping up.

Children.

There wasn’t an exact what to prevent you from getting pregnant. To be honest, you were shocked that it didn’t happen sooner with how many times Bucky and you were reckless. But it seemed that all the recklessness paid off say you touched your stomach.

The neighbors knew exactly whose child it was and they weren’t too happy. You’d walk around town and they'd curse your name and it never bothered you until now. Maybe it was your hormones and not hearing from Bucky that made you so emotional. But couldn’t think about that now, not when someone else was depending on you to be strong.  You just needed to know that Bucky also cared for you and didn’t abandon you. You hear a knock on the front door and wobble towards it. Your heart races, hoping that it’s Bucky.

However you open the door and it’s Steve instead. He’s bigger this time and a lot taller. You’d seen him once before and he never looked this big or good for that matter. But you ignore your hormones once again and smile at Steve though he doesn’t smile back.

“Steve.” You say. “Where is Bucky?”

[tadashiwa]

it has to be you

denki kaminari x reader

word count: 3135

a/n: aaahhh this was fun and it’s my longest work to date!!! i hope u guys enjoy

warnings: sex pollen. mention of alcohol. dub-con (because of the sex pollen). daddy kink. slight size kink. unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE U TAP IT BESTIES). smut. fluff. mutual pining. confession of feelings. i think thats it? let me know if i missed any shordies

11:36pm

dont think about it. dont think about it.

the words helplessly rang through kaminari's head. yet, it was useless. no matter how hard he tried to will his brain away from what he had the absolute privilege of witnessing earlier that day, his brain could not stop. god, he felt like a perv thinking that.

it was supposed to be just another normal night patrol with you. you, his sidekick, his best friend, and the goddamn love of his life. yet, as much as he loved you, what you did today was so stupid. so fucking stupid. maybe it was because he loved you so much that he thought it was so stupid. he didn't really know.

8:42 pm

kaminari was supposed to only be gone five minutes at most. and yet, when you saw the new rising villain, desanctify, trying to break into a church, you didn't wait for him. you didn't call for backup. you went on and fought her on your own. and even when desanctify hit you with her poisonous, seductive, midnight's-evil-twin venom, you kept fighting. and somehow, through your haze of desperate arousal and aching need, you managed to get her in those hero handcuffs. and when kaminari finally caught up to you, my god were you a mess.

a mess that was so painfully attractive to kami.

that goddamn sex spell had absolutely wrecked you. after your agency gave you the rest of the night off, kami carried you back to your apartment. piggy back style proved to be easiest with your state. because, when he held you bridal style, much to his delight, or dismay, you were begging him to fuck you. you kept grabbing at his jacket and looking up at him with those doe eyes. you were distracting him so much he had to flip you around to his back.

you were both so close to your apartment, your whimpers echoing through kaminari's ears like a goddamn siren's song. your head was resting against his shoulder with your hips hovering so closely to his neck and you were still whimpering and kami could almost swear that he felt your core grinding against his back and—

finally. he reached your door.

11:53pm

of course he felt bad leaving you like that, alone in your apartment and so desperately horny you couldn't control yourself. he just figured you.... would figure it out on your own? he got off his shift in seven minutes, he was gonna call you to check in after. he was really hoping the spell had worn off by now. he's not sure he would survive a call with you if it hadn't.

it's not like you had ever shown interest in denki in the first place. sure, you were sometimes flirty and there was that one time you both drunkenly kissed on new years but he never for a second thought it was real. you could have anyone you wanted. surely your hazy desperation for him came out of a place of convenience. he couldn't afford to think otherwise.

finally, his shift ended. as he walked to the subway stop closest to him he pulled out his phone, prepared to call you and check i—

FIFTY SEVEN MISSED CALLS FROM YOU?!?!?!

kami was freaking out. were you okay? were you hurt? what was going on? what if you needed him and he was too late again?

his panic subsided when he saw the texts pouring in from you. well, he was still panicked. just for another reason.

texts of you begging for him were coming through in droves. he lost count of how many times he had to scroll. it was adorable and simultaneously terrifying. it made his blood thrum in his ears and his cheeks get hot.

and there were voicemails too.

voicemails of you whining his name. of you begging for him. telling him how badly you wanted him to make you cum. god.

surely this had to be a prank, right? you had to be messing with him. he called you, just like he said he would, expecting you to be laughing hysterically on the other end.

except you weren't.

you were still whining desperately for him. how your own fingers werent enough. how you needed his cock inside you or you think you might die.

kaminari genuinely felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. there's no way, right? he couldn't. you're not thinking straight. you didn't mean that. but you almost sounded like you were in pain. he was sure everyone on the subway could hear how hard his heart was beating.

"kami—they.. they said that... ngh—they said that it only—hah—only goes away if so-someone makes you c-cum—shit!"

all the color drained from his face.

"it—it has to be you."

12:31am

despite every nerve ending in his body absolutely reeling, kaminari found himself standing at your door. the same door he stood at all those times when he came to pick you up on your way to the agency. the same door he stood at when he made sure you got home safe when you were drunk. the same door he used as a shield from the unknown, the intimacy that made all of your flirting and side comments real.

he knocked once. twice. no answer. his fingers drifted down to the knob itself and gave it an experimental twist. unlocked.

he knocked once more. still no answer. then, with every ounce of courage he could muster, he let himself in. the shield was gone. the barrier was crossed. there he was, standing in his apartment, and you were deadset on fucking him.

"y/n? i'm here.... you uh... you didn't answer so i just let myse—" his call out to you is cut off by quite possibly the most pornographic moan he had ever heard.

it was almost as if his body was in a trance as he walked towards the source of the noise. the moans weren't stopping. denki was already hard at the sound of them. to make matters worse, your bedroom door was open and—

holy shit.

kaminari had seen his fair share of early morning sunrises. his fair share of cherry blossoms. he'd seen plenty of girls who he was convinced were the prettiest girls on earth. but you, you were breathtaking. genuinely ethereal. kaminari had never seen anything so gorgeous in his life. he didn't think he would ever again.

there you were, in one of his shirts he had let you borrow and nothing else. the pillow between your legs wet with your slick as you desperately dragged your clit against it, looking for any sort of release. one hand balanced you as the other played with your breast, pulling the shirt up to reveal your midsection in the process.

and when your eyes met his, kaminari was sure: this is heaven.

your pupils dilated so large at the sight of him that the y/e/c rings surrounding them disappeared. your bottom lip was pulled tight in between your teeth, your hair a mess. my god. just when kaminari thought it couldn't get any better, you spoke. without breaking eye contact, you whined,

"denki, please."

kami rushed towards you with such a sense of urgency you would've thought that he was a man starved.

"sh-shh-shhh, it's okay. it's okay, i'm here now."

in your sex-crazed daze, you pulled denki onto the bed next to you, his back leaning against your headboard. you were quick to straddle his thigh, almost collapsing at the contact you had craved for so fucking long.

denki didn't think he could possibly be any more turned on than he was in that moment. you held his shoulders in an attempt to balance yourself, dragging your clit over his thigh. you were making a mess out of his hero costume but he couldn't be bothered to care in the slightest. not when the pressure of you against him felt so right. not when he could feel your breath fanning against his ear. not when he was still processing the fact that you said you only wanted him on that phone call. nothing else mattered except the way you moved against him.

where should he put his hands? should he help you? should he take the shirt off of you? yeah, denki wasn't a virgin, but this was his first time with someone he cared about as much as you. he wanted to make you feel good.

you remedied his racing mind when you placed one of his hands on your hip and the other on one of your tits. he experimentally rolled your nipple over in between his fingers and was met by more of your delicious mewls.

you were so close to cumming. the entire situation was so overwhelming. denki smelled so good. his hands were so rough against your smooth skin. the way his eyes flickered between your face and your drooling cunt had your heart racing.

the rhythm in your movements was lost the more worked up you got. it took all the confidence denki could gather to take over for you. he flexed his thigh muscle as he pulled down on your hips to grind you against him harder. you had half the mind to be embarrassed at how loud the moan that was ripped from your throat was.

"'m close, denki i-i'm close—" you whimpered.

"cmon pretty girl—ngh—cum for me. cum all over me like a good girl." denki's raspy, arousal soaked voice was all it took for you to come undone all over him. you threw your head back, exposing your throat that was just begging to be marked. you were begging to be claimed.

little "so good"s and "thank you"s were tumbling from your lips as you came down from your high. god, were you a sight to behold. denki was so painfully hard he wasn't sure if he could take it any longer.

he was half expecting you to come to and ask him to leave.

but you didn't.

you started moving again.

"more, i need more. daddy, please, i need more—"

what did you say?

the title snapped any remaining resolve denki had left. he had to have you.

he gently lifted you off of his thigh and you groaned at the loss of contact. but, your complaints were silenced as he slid down the bed.

holy shit.

all those dreams you had of denki making you cum couldn't even begin to prepare you for when he pulled you forward to sit on his face. you almost came just at the way his eyes met yours. he wanted this just as much as you did.

the feeling of his tongue kitten licking your clit was heavenly. your senses were overloaded with him. the way his lips felt against your core. the way his hair framed his face like a halo. the way his hands dug into your thighs so tight you couldn't even consider moving. you absolutely lost your mind when he slid two fingers into your hole. they were so much bigger than yours. they reached that spot inside you that you couldn't on your own. and when you felt a little spark of electricity on your clit, you were sent tumbling over the edge and into a state of pure bliss.

"kami, kami, fuck, i-i'm cumming!"

he found your pathetic babbles in an attempt to warn him adorable.

surely after you had came all over his face you would snap out of your haze. feel disgusting. ask him to leave.

and yet, you didn't.

"need you. need you to fuck me." you quietly expressed between whimpers.

"y/n, a-are you sure? i don't wanna take advantage of you or anything-"

"yes i'm sure, please! i've wanted this for so long. i need you." your eyes met his as you begged and it, it sounded like you. not like the spell that overtook you. you were desperate, but you were genuine.

kami swore he had never seen someone look so fucking beautiful in his life.

and he couldn't tear his eyes off of you as he flipped you both over, his hips hovering over yours.

while the thought of denki being fully clothed as he wrecked you turned you on more than you cared to admit, you wanted to touch him. you wanted to feel his skin against yours.

denki laughed breathlessly at the way you grabbed at the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head. he slid his pants down enough to free his aching cock, the head red and leaking with proof of his arousal.

you don't think you would've torn your eyes away from the way he stroked himself for all the money in the world.

"what, you like what you see?" kami attempted to ease the tension, noticing your stare.

"kami."

"what?"

you pulled his head down to meet yours as your lips connected in a kiss. not a drunken new years eve kiss. not a kiss of desire and convenience through your sex crazed daze. a real kiss. a real fucking kiss. he whimpered into your mouth at the intimacy of it all.

god, he was in love with you.

he slid the head of his cock over your slit, gathering your juices. shy, his eyes met yours.

"are you sure?"

"yeah."

the feeling of him sinking into you drove both of you mad. he was so big. bigger than anyone you’ve ever taken. and you were so, so, so goddamn tight. the room was silent apart from the sound of your tangled whimpers and moans. 

he looked down to where your bodies met and, oh man, was it a beautiful sight. your hips looked so small compared to his one hand holding you in place. it felt as though your tight little cunt was made for him. 

“princess, look at it. look at how good you take me.” you opened your eyes through the pleasure mixed with pain and he was only halfway in. how the hell was he so big? you moaned at the sight of him sinking into you. “can i keep going, babydoll? you gonna take daddy一ngh一take daddy all the way like a good girl? cmon, princess, you’re doing so good.”

denki was always a talker. he was funny. he was flirty. he was kinda stupid. but you never expected that his words could get you impossibly hornier. in that moment, all you wanted to do was please him. “daddy, keep going, keep going please. i wanna cum all over your cock, please.”

with the way you begged for him to fill you up, denki didn’t think he could wait to feel himself bottom out. he buried his head in your neck, pushing in until he was fully sheathed inside of you. god, he sounded heavenly.

“fucking shit, doll. how are you so tight?” your pussy held his cock in a vice grip. his best girl, making him so proud. 

“denki, denki,”

“what’s that?” his hand on his hip drifted up to your jaw, gripping your chin and leading you to look into his eyes.

“mmh--daddy,”

good girl.

“daddy, ‘m gonna cum, wanna cum so bad,”

“pl-please don’t! i wanna cum with you, if that’s okay? please don’t cum yet.” it was almost cute how his attempt at dominance faded as he begged you. the idea itself sounded heavenly. 

“yeah, yeah, okay, just--please move. please.”

denki placed his hand holding your chin on the bed next to you as he pistoned his hips in and out of you. a moan was torn from your throat as denki’s eyes rolled back into his head.

his pace didn’t increase as he smiled at how your face contorted impossibly hotter.

“you like that? huh? you like when一shit一you like when daddy fucks you nice and slow?”

in all honesty, denki hated how slow he forced himself to fuck you. he just wanted to hear you beg.

“faster!”

“then beg for it.”

you rolled your eyes as you decided to ruin denki just as bad. “daddy, please, please, please fuck me, i’ve wanted your cock for so long i just need you to fuck me! please, i’ll be good, i swear! I need you to fuck me like i deserve. like your bad little girl. please!” 

the direct eye contact you held as you begged him drove kami feral. you smirked as you felt his cock twitch inside of you.

“haah一whatever you want, angel.” denki’s hips slammed in and out of you faster than your brain could process. the sounds of skin meeting skin mixed perfectly with the sound of his breathy little moans and you screaming his name.

kami wrapped one of your legs around his waist, the new angle making his cock stroke that spot inside you just right. kami knew he struck gold when he felt the way you gripped him impossibly tighter.

“yeah? ‘s that the spot? ‘m i making you feel good? tell me im making you feel good.” deep down, you both knew that his words came from a spot of needing to please you. he masked his insecurities with a false sense of dominance. for his sake, you pretended not to notice.

“yeah! god, yeah, right there. god you’re making me一hnngh一making me feel so good.”

“shit, doll, ‘m getting close.” denki’s forehead met yours as one of his hands wrapped gently around the column of your throat. 

you were a goddamn wreck. you needed his cum inside of you so bad. the decision to tell him so proved to be the straw to break the camel’s back.

“cum for me, daddy. cum inside me. please.”

with that, kami gave one, two, three, half hearted strokes before cumming deep inside you. the feeling of his cum filling you up snapped the coil building inside of you. you squirted all over his cock as his pelvis bone dragged against your clit. denki didn’t have any strength left in him left to do anything but whine at the sight. 

2:18 am

you’re not sure when either of you collapsed in sleep. yet, when you woke up an hour later, you felt like you had been hit by a car.

you stood up and tried to waddle to the bathroom, but you almost fell to the floor as you attempted to move. Denki heard the squeak of your mattress as you flopped back down. 

“where--where are you going?” denki asked you, sitting up. his raspy voice was so hot. god, was it everything this man did? did he just live to make you horny?

“i need to pee.”

“then go pee.”

“i--i can’t walk.”

denki stared clueless through the dark. why couldn’t you walk?

oh. 

his face turned bright red.

“do you, uh, need… help?” he sensed more than saw you nod. he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and walked around the bed. he collected you in his arms as he supported your weight and walked you to the bathroom door. in the bathroom light, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the hickeys littering your neck.

he waited outside the bathroom until he heard the faucet turn off. you slid back into his arms as you opened the door.

it was like you belonged there.

denki wanted to say something. he wanted to ask. he had to know. did you really want what happened? was it a one time thing? were you mad at him? he was terrified of you asking him to leave. 

“denki, what?” you asked quietly as you both walked back.

“huh?” 

“i know you’re thinking about something.” you both sat back on the bed.

“no i’m not! i’m all good.” he smiled and scratched the back of his neck. 

“denki, i know you. talk to me.” you put your hand over his in the dark. god, you were not making this easy.

“it’s, i just, what was that? did you want that? did i take advantage of you? are you okay?”

“denki.” 

“was i okay? are we ever gonna do that again? i mean, i’d like to but not if you don’t want--”

“denki.”

“do you even know how i feel about you?”

“denki.”

the raise of your voice was gentle. you weren’t mad. it sounded like you were smiling. you turned your head to face him. he could see your eyes sparkle through the dark.

“i don’t regret anything about what we just did. you didn’t take advantage of me. i’m okay.  that was the best sex i’ve ever had, and honestly, i’ve wanted to do that for a really long time.”

denki let out a breath he didn’t know that he was holding. “wait, what was that last part?” you could hear the tease and smile in his voice through the dark.

“i’ve wanted to do that for a really long time.” your voice was small.

“oh. me too.” his voice was smaller.

you were quiet for a few moments before you both gathered everything left inside of you as you turned to face each other.

“i’m in love with you.” you said in tandem.

you both were too shy to do anything except stare at each other and smile.

“you mean that?” he asks.

“yeah. do you?”

“yeah.”

he leaned forward to capture your lips in a sleepy kiss. he missed the first time, and his lips landed on the space between your lips and your nose. you both giggled.

not to sound cliche, but the kiss was magical. you felt like you did back in UA, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how kami called you gorgeous that day. you felt like you did when you kissed him that new years eve, those feelings bubbling up inside of you. if denki knew that was how you felt, he would’ve said he felt the same way, just times ten. times a thousand.

“hey y/n?”

“yeah?”

“can i uh, take you out tomorrow night?”

“kaminari, I just begged you to cum inside me and you’re asking to take me out on a date?”

he giggled. “yeah.”

“of course you can take me out tomorrow night.” kaminari licked his lips and smiled.

“good. WAIT-” 

“yes, denki, i’m on the pill!”

he flopped back against the mattress. “thank god!”

[jungkook-fanfic-blog]

“It’s Not A Kink, I Swear”

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook/Reader

Summary: You always wanted to try something with your boyfriend, but never had the courage to say it. You’re always reminded of it whenever you look at his tattoos.

Genre: Smut, little bit of fluff, established relationship, idol verse

Warnings: PWP, dom/sub themes, dom!Jungkook, sub!Reader, dirty talk, praise, forearm riding, unprotected sex (wrap your dickies, don’t get kiddies), creampie, ass grabbing, nipple play, short handjob, somewhat cockwarming, name calling (Jungkook calls reader slut like once), cussing

Word count: 2.7K

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Walking inside the apartment you shared with your boyfriend you instantly felt relief, mostly because the AC was on while the world outside was on fire, but also because you couldn't wait to spend some time with your boyfriend, despite him coming home at a crazy time. Putting away the take out you picked up on your way from work you call out into the seemingly empty apartment, there was noise coming from the living room, like your TV was on even though you distinctly remember turning it off before going to work. 

"Kook? Baby you here?"

You heard a grunt in response coming from the living room, walking into it, you saw your boyfriend lying on the sofa, remote in hand and flipping through channels. It was a rare sight to see him at home before you, knowing just how demanding his job is and how packed his schedule is. It definitely was a rare sight, but one that put a goofy smile onto your face.

"Hello babygirl, how was work?" He asked, pouting his lips to get a kiss from you to which you gladly complied. Kissing his pouting soft lips you let out a small giggle which brought a smile to his face. Jungkook sat up, grabbing your forearm and pulling you onto his lap, hugging your waist. You let out a quiet 'fine' as you wrap your arms around his neck. Just noticing that he was wearing a tank top, his muscles and tattoos on full display.

You told him multiple times he should reveal all his tattoos to their fans, knowing damn well there are fans who would kill to see them all and see your boyfriend in a tank top, proudly showing them off. Jungkook was still a little hesitant about the whole thing, but he was getting more comfortable showing them. You secretly loved that you're one of the few people that actually got to see him, see his tattoos, like this. 

It made you feel special.

Although just the thought of his tattoos was enough to get you excited, thinking of his inked fingers inside you, fucking you until you can't think was extremely inviting and pleasing to you. You never really liked tattoos, always seeing them on men that would talk big shit, saying how they are basically gods against men. So really maybe you didn't have a problem with tattoos, but with whom you associated them with.

And then the pictures dropped. Pics of Jungkook and his new sleeve tattoos, his knuckles graced with the word ARMY on them, and honestly you thought it was the hottest thing you'd ever seen. You did message your boyfriend asking him about them, well more like sending him the pictures with a message attached that said "Motherfucker what the fuck?!!!" You were experiencing a lot of emotion at the time, one particular emotion, one spark, that you never believed would come from a guy with ink, but one that always came from Jungkook.

Fuck maybe you shouldn't have thought of it so much, you could already feel yourself starting to get wet, getting more comfortable on his lap you grind lightly on his crotch, catching his attention.

"What are you up to princess?" Jungkook smirks at you, watching how your eyes dilate slowly and your expression becomes more lust filled.

You felt his strong hands move downwards on your ass, squeezing it tightly. You always did joke with your boyfriend that he had an ass kink, no matter how much he denied it. Always showed him photographic evidence of it, pictures of him and his hands on his members' asses or videos of him slapping them, there was even the time Jungkook said touching their butts was a way to relieve nerves before a concert.

He truly was an ass man.

"You like it babygirl?" He asked while he massaged your cheeks and squeezing here and there. You let out a whimper, moving your hips more, your eyes darted to his right forearm and bicep every once in a while, catching Jungkook's attention.

"What is it baby? What do you want?" He was teasing you and he knew it, you always got shy when telling him exactly what you wanted him to do, yet he loved hearing you say it and beg for him to give you a release. Yet you couldn't utter the things you wanted from him, thinking it might freak him out although you knew he'd give you anything and everything you wanted. "Come on baby, speak."

His big hands moved to your breasts, immediately pinching your clothed nipples between his fingers making your back arch and have your chest pressed against his own. Your hands planted themselves on his pecs this time, always loving the feeling of his hard muscles under your fingertips. Jungkook suddenly twisted your sensitive buds, you were moaning in delight at the attention you were given.

He started kissing your neck slowly, "You're not telling me Y/N." He said in a sing-sang voice, tone teasing with a hint of dominance, he wanted you to tell him, and he wanted it now.

"I-it's a little dirty." You stuttered, cheeks hot at the thoughts that were swimming around your head, at the actions and feelings you wanted to act upon.

"Oh I'm counting on that princess."

"It is also something we've never done and might be a tad weird." You pulled your lower lip between your teeth, your brain telling you to turn back now while there was still time and do everything like you always have, but your body was craving it, wanting to experience this. At least once. Jungkook gave an amused 'oh' at that, leaving wet, hot kisses on your jaw.

"Now I'm extra intrigued." He began sucking hard on your collarbone, no doubt leaving red marks all over them. You could feel his hardened bulge directly on your pussy, igniting the fire between your thighs even more. Suddenly you wanted nothing more than to get out of your jeans, the barrier between the pleasure that was awaiting you. Moving away from Jungkook for a second you began unbuttoning your jeans, wanting to get up and get them off but your partner had other plans. Jungkook flipped you and pressed your back against the sofa, easily hooking his fingers in your pants, as well as your panties, and sliding them down with ease.

He flipped you back so you were once again straddling his lap, your juices leaking out and making a mess of his gray sweats. You could feel the ache of your pussy, your clit wanting to receive attention from your super fucking hot boyfriend. Fuck, he is so beautiful.

"Tell me your fantasy Y/N," Jungkook whispered in your ear, making a shiver run down your spine in anticipation. 

"I-I want to ride," you lick your dry lips, moving your eyes from Jungkook's intense gaze to look down at his shirt. Jungkook cocked his head to the side, urging you to continue, "I want to try riding your forearm." You mumbled the last word while burying your face in his neck, shyness overtaking you after placing the request, despite you being half naked on top of him.

Jungkook grabbed your thighs, spreading them more over his lap, a smirk playing on his lips. He moved his left arm underneath them but halted as you grabbed his wrist, "Not this arm." He let out a chuckle, moving his right arm under you and lifting it so it's pressed against your throbbing bud. A delicious moan left your throat at the feeling of his skin against you, making you instantly move against it.

You dig your nails into his shoulders to steady yourself, eyes closing as you lost yourself to the feeling. The smooth skin rubbing at your most sensitive part, the knowledge that you’re making a mess of his gorgeous tattoos made your hips buck into his forearm more, needing to feel more. You were moving faster, feeling your release close in the pit of your stomach. Jungkook's fingers grabbed your ass and squeezed it, loving the way a gasp fell past your lips at the added sensation.

"Ah...mmm...fuck Kook!" You moaned into your boyfriend's neck, wrapping your arms tightly around it.

"Close, my love?" His tone was teasing, you were getting sloppier with your movements, going from front to back, to one side and other, in circles which did mean you were close and he knew it. "Come on babygirl, cum. Cum all over my arm. Make a fucking mess like you fucking wanted."

And those dirty words were enough to push you off the edge. The sheer thought of getting to see his veiny, tattoo-covered forearm covered in your cum, glistening with your sweet release was the last drop that spilled the water out of the glass. "Fuck! Jungkook!" You were cumming with a loud moan, riding out your high slowly. Your hips slowed down their movements at the oversensitivity of your clit. You felt kisses on your cheek and forehead, silent praises of 'you did so good' and 'such a good girl for me' fell past your boyfriend's lips.

"Was it everything you hoped for?" Jungkook asked as you lifted your head from his shoulder, his big bunny smile in front of your eyes. You nodded your head mumbling a 'yeah' in affirmation. You took a glance at his forearm, whining in delight at the sight, his arm and tattoos glistening in cum under the light. 

Jungkook started kissing your neck again, sucking sweetly, licking and biting intensely, no doubt making hickies that he'll gloat about later especially if someone points them out. At some point Jungkook lifted his hips up and took off his sweats down to his knees, you suppose you were sucked into your pleasure too much to notice him undressing. 

You looked down at his boxers immediately noticing the tent in them and a wet spot at the top of it, you moved your hand to the elastic band of his boxers and pulled them down to expose his cock. As it sprung free hitting his lower stomach your hand hovered over it before squeezing and rubbing the head of his cock which was spilling precum down his shaft. Jungkook hissed at your touch, his cock was very hard and sensitive and ready to be slipped inside your wet, hot cunt.

He lifted you by your thighs and positioned you directly over his dick, his head rubbing at your entrance teasing you as he slid it in a little then out. You mewled at the teasing of it wanting to feel him inside hitting that heavenly spot that made you go weak in the knees and cry out in pleasure. You tried lowering yourself down on his cock but Jungkook held you tighter not letting you on it.

"Not yet babygirl, not yet." He kissed your cheek, "Beg for it little slut." He entered you suddenly, his girth stretching your pussy pleasantly, yet he didn't move just yet only stayed inside of you, hard and unmoving. 

"Beg." Jungkook's voice was stern practically ordering you what to do and you fucking loved it. You loved when he dominated over you, when you gave him all of you, your mind and body, he took care of you so well. You tried moving on his cock, lifting your hips to feel the thrusts that always make you scream but were denied once again.

You whined at the loss of pleasure, cheeks heating up as you muttered the next words, "Please Jungkook fuck me with you cock. Wanna cum again. Fill me with your hot cum, please." Your face felt hot at the dirty way you begged for his cock, begged him to give you the pleasure only he was capable of providing. Suddenly you felt him thrust himself into you hard, immediately finding and hitting your G-spot earning a loud moan like whine out of you, nails digging into his shoulders. 

You felt full, felt complete.

Jungkook didn't give you any time to adjust to his cock, thrusting deep inside you which made you yell out in delight. He never slowed down his thrusts only lifting his hips inside you in perfect rhythm, the head of his cock hitting your spot over and over again bringing you closer to another delightful release. His grunts and low moans were only fuel that made the experience of his relentless work that much better. You loved when he moaned, when he grunts in pleasure that he was receiving from you. 

"Fuck baby, so nice and tight for me." He nibbled on your ear, "Love fucking this pussy." His sultry voice whispered in your ear, he knew how weak you got when he spoke like that. He pulled your shirt up to your breasts, pulling the bra down to expose them for himself. He licked both nipples at first, but began sucking on the left one, squeezing and massaging the right one. You bit down on your lower lip at the excessive amount of euphoria you were experiencing. 

"Mmm...ah fhuck." Your words were broken, eyes closed tightly and mouth opening to let out whimpers and moans. You couldn't focus on anything but his sweet licks and sucks, his massaging and squeezing, his powerful thrusts which were bringing you closer to your second orgasm and closer to his orgasm as well. "Mmm Koo need cum." 

He detached himself from your sensitive nipples with a loud pop, there was a throaty chuckle from your boyfriend, "You need cum, hmm? Whose cum baby?" You whined at his teasing, nibbling your lip again, he knew what you needed yet he was being a little jerk about it. "Oh wait little one, did you mean you need to cum?" You could only nod in agreement as you started moving your hips to the rhythm of his movements. 

"Fucking - ngh shit - fucking cum for me again,” he moaned again, throwing his head back against the couch before telling you to look at him and locking eyes with you. “Cream around my cock babydoll, milk it dry." If you thought his thrusts were hard before they started being merciless now. Jungkook was chasing his own orgasm as well and every time he became sloppier and harder with his momentum. A particular harder push against your spot had you cumming around him.

“Jungkook!” You were screaming his name in pure bliss, pussy tightening and keeping his hard dick inside. You felt his cock twitch, the feeling of your tightness had him cumming deep inside you as well, filling your wet walls with his hot, white seed. “Mghm...fucking hell!” 

Jungkook slowed down, hugging you around the waist, burying his face in your soft breasts, panting heavily. His girthy cock was still inside you keeping all his cum where it belonged, as he would say. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you tried catching your breath, hair sticking to your foreheads as you moved his wet bangs from it, giving a quick kiss on top of it.

Jungkook cradled your face in his hands, giving loving kisses on your swollen lips. “I love you.” He mumbled giving you yet another kiss that had you smiling into it.

“And I love you.” 

Jungkook embraced you into his chest, laying down with you on top of him. “Do you plan on taking your dick out of me?” You ask with a giggle against his neck, placing a small kiss there. He hummed silently while locking his fingers in your hair, running through it gently.

“Just a little longer.”

You gave a silent noise in agreement, cuddling closer to him. You could feel his cock becoming softer inside, yet you didn’t really care, you always enjoyed being close to Jungkook like this. You knew you’d have to get up to clean yourselves, but you wanted to stay like this a little longer.

“So, how did that kink work out for you?” You ears felt hot at his simple question.

“It’s not a kink.” You tried to weakly defend yourself, fists curling into his tank top..

“Suuuuure.” Jungkook’s sarcasm was practically dripping from his voice.

You whined, “It’s not a kink, I swear!” 

Jungkook only laughed at your response.

[miss-smutty]

The Destructive Secret

Chapter 7

A/N- I'm back! At least I think I am 😂 I wrote this while I was struggling with writer's block so I don't think it's great but the next chapter I'm working on I feel back to the old me 🥳🤞

Summary- Are your lies finally going to catch up to you?

Word count- 2.8K

Pairing- Chris Hems x reader x Liam Hems

Warnings- Mature themes, cheating, swearing, smut

Strictly 18+ only!

Disclaimer: This is an entire work of fiction/AU and has no affiliation to real life what so ever! This is a fictional story about fictional characters who happen to share names and faces with some real people.

Posted: 2nd Sept 2021

Taglist:- @innerpaperexpertcloud @pandaxnienke @chickensarentcheap @jjpogueprincess @longlostinanotherworld @mostly-marvel-musings @darklydeliciousdesires @monet-belle

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The guy turned to leave before looking back over his shoulder at the door, his hand on the door handle.

"If it makes any difference I would choose you over your brother any day." He winked as he left the room.

"What the actual fuck." You shout, storming out of the bathroom in a huff. "There's no way he's gunna stay quiet, it'll be all over the press come tomorrow." You paced the room, your heart beating fast as the adrenaline rushed through you. This was it, this was how it was all going to end. Liam would know as soon as he saw the headlines, all those late night and weekend conferences at the same time as Chris was conveniently away with work.

"To be fair, he does have good taste in men." Chris' usual nonchalance annoyed you, how come he could stay so calm? Why did he make you sound like a crazy person for actually worrying about what might happen.

"It's really not funny Chris, do you want our business known by strangers before we even have chance to speak to Liam and your Mom Chris, she's going to hate me." You feel the warm tears dripping down your cheeks before you even register you're crying. The thought of their mom hating you upsets you more than the thought of Liam hating you. Cathy, their mom was like your own mother, from day one she'd taken you under her wing.

"My Mom would love you no matter what, you know she thinks of you as her own daughter. It's me she's going to blame, Liam's her baby." 

"Yeah you're probably right but still what are we gunna do?" 

"Let's relax babe, you don't know what's going to happen and you can't change it if it does happen so what's the use in worrying about it. Come here."

"You piss me off Chris, you're so laid back. This isn't something you can just sweep under the carpet. It's serious." You needed to take your anger out on him, to let it all out so you could feel better. The four walls of the hotel room were becoming claustrophobic, you wish you could just put your headphones on and just run for a while to clear your head, that's what you usually did.

"I know it is but what can we do? I've done everything we can do, now it's out of our hands. We'll work it out tomorrow, can we enjoy our last night together without all the serious talk?" He raises his eyebrow at you, smiling that sweet, goofy smile of his that has your heart melting.

"You piss me off even more when you look at me like that. I can't stay mad at you and how could I say no to that?" You put your arms around his back, loving the way his height makes you feel so small and safe. He wraps his arms around you, stroking your hair and holding you close.

"That's why I love you yanno." 

"Why?" You ask, looking up at him through your eyelashes, your neck stretching to reach his height.

"Because you never say no." He laughs, a real laugh that you can feel on his toned stomach, shaking against you. It was the best feeling hearing him laugh like that, it'd been so long since you'd heard him laugh. Your life being full of a lot of drama and upset recently that you were appreciative of the little time you had left together.

"Maybe I should start then." You pout pretending to sulk.

"No way, I love how easy you are." He picks you up so you can wrap your legs around him, looking down on him for once. You punch him lightly on his shoulder, still pouting. "Ok, ok I'll stop teasing. You know why I love you though." 

"Tell me." 

He sits down on the end of the bed with you still in his arms, resting on his great big, thick thighs. He moves your hair behind your ears so he can see your face, studying it carefully with a look of adoration in his eyes.

"I love you because you're absolutely drop dead gorgeous, I mean the first time I met you, you literally knocked the air from my lungs. I've been obsessed with you ever since." He shuffles slightly beneath you, getting himself comfy. "This would never have happened with just anyone, I'm not a dick that goes around sleeping with his brothers girls." You give him a questioning look, your eyebrows furrowing. "Seriously, it took fucking everything in me to try and resist you. I'd never felt that before, never been one of them that wants what they can't have. Until I met you. Fuck me you were an absolute bombshell." You frown at him. "Are, still are a bombshell, don't look at me like that." He laughs.

"Tell me more." You whisper, feeling yourself tear up at his revelations as you run your hand through his hair, his eyes closing as you do.

"Am I stroking your ego?" He smiles slyly. "Do you remember the first time you met me?" 

"Of course I do, me and Liam had already been together a year but you'd been in Australia. I was eighteen, young and dumb..."

"And full of..." 

"Do not even finish that sentence, you're ruining the moment." He laughs at you but quickly gets back to being serious.

"You were eighteen and ridiculously mature for your age, I was twenty six and still acted like a teenager. I remember you walking in in that little denim skirt and tank top, smiling at me with that beautiful smile. The first thing I noticed was your eyes, the way they lit up when you smiled. You had me right at that moment, I was smitten. Then you introduced yourself as Liam's girlfriend and my heart sank." 

"I can't believe you remembered what i was wearing, it was twelve years ago." You kiss his forehead, holding his face in your hands. So glad you had the opportunity to talk like this, knowing all this made you know you hadn't made a mistake. "I was so nervous walking up to you, I'd only ever seen you on photos and crushing on you when you were in home and away. Then you're there in front of me looking sexy as hell and I knew I had to make a good impression."

"Little did you know, five years later I'd be bending you over that table and giving you everything you'd been searching for?" He questioned, raising his eyebrow at you with a smirk.

"No, dick! Little did I know you'd sweep me off my feet and make me question everything I ever knew." 

"I am a dick but that's why you love me isn't it?"

"Your ego definitely doesn't need stroking. I fell in love with Liam when I was still a girl and I fell in love with you when I was a woman. People change, needs change and..." 

"And I give you everything you need." His hand travelled to your ass pulling you into him, pressing against his growing erection.

"You do, you need to work on your arrogance though." You laugh. "But seriously I'm done with all this now, we can't go on like this anymore. I want all of you, all of the time."

"So you've made your decision." His lips part, his head resting against your forehead.

"Was there ever any doubt?" You question, running your finger over his lip and grinding against him subtly making him groan.

"Fuck Y/N, I fucking love you so much it's crazy." He says through gritted teeth, holding the small of your back as you raise your hips, your face contorting with need. "What would you do if I asked you to marry me?" His hand travelled down the back of your shorts, cupping your ass in his hands.

"What do you think?" You tease, taking his bottom lip in your teeth and pulling gently.

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking." His face was set seriously, he wasn't joking, he wanted to marry you.

"Of course I'd say yes, once we'd dealt with everything." You smile watching his face light up.

"You're going to be Mrs Hemsworth and mine, not Liam's. I can't fucking wait." He picks you up, gripping your ass making you squeel before planting you back on the bed on your back.

Leaning over you, his palm caressing your stomach, kneeding your breasts with his long fingers. His erection poking into your clothed heat.

"You're so fucking perfect, are you ready to cause destruction?" 

"Like now, in bed or?..." 

"You know what I mean." He laughs, reaching down to attach his lips to your neck, sucking gently.

"If it means I get you then yeah, I'm ready." 

"Right answer. You've made me the happiest fucking man in the world yanno?" His hand moves under your top, pushing it up to your chin as his lips finally meet yours. Kissing you deeply with everything he's got, your body rising from the bed to meet his.

"I think... I can... Make you even happier." You say between kisses, pushing down his boxers, your nails scratching his skin gently as you do. 

He rests on one elbow watching you free his cock from its barrier. You cup his balls in your hand, stroking along the length of his cock with the other. He groans, pushing himself into your hands.

"I'll be happier once I'm buried inside this perfect pussy." He kneels between your legs, pulling your panties off before hovering back over you.

"Go slow baby, I want to feel everything." You whisper.

"Fuck, I can't guarantee how long I'll last." He moans, lining himself up and slipping in making you both moan as his cock stretches your walls perfectly.

He rests on his elbows, holding your face in his hands as he gently thrusts into you, wrapping your legs around him and pushing him in further, deeper. Hitting your spot with the curl of his hips, agonisingly slowly. You look into each others eyes, his forehead resting against yours. Tears in your eyes from the intense intamacy.

"I love you Y/N." He declares gruffly, his voice deep with lust.

"I love you too." You whimper.

Moaning everytime his thighs connected with yours, flesh slapping together, bringing your hips up to meet him. Him grunting with every thrust, your sex noises filling the otherwise silent room. The sound like a symphony to your ears, turning you on even more to hear his exclamations of ecstacy.

"It's always been you Chris." You whisper, making his pace become sloppy, losing his composure and restraint at your words. You can see it on his face as it twists, his cock twitching inside of you.

"Come for me baby." He grits his teeth, the muscles in his jaw tightening as his body goes rigid.

"Ah fuck." He brings you over the edge with the last of his powerful thrusts, your legs shaking around him, the feeling of satisfaction melting through your body simultaneously. A proud look on his face as you both come together and he falls limply onto your sweat laced body.

You stay like that for a while, both enjoying the moment, his cock still twitching inside of you. The heaviness of his body burying you into the mattress but you don't complain.

You don't want him to move, you want to memorise the feel of his heaviness and how his cock feels inside of you. How his rough face feels against your smooth skin, his hair tickling under your chin. You trace the muscles on his back, the defined shoulders and lean waist. Your hands gripping his tight, round ass and you close your eyes, remembering every dip and ripple, dreading the thought of being without him in your arms for at least another couple of weeks.

"I don't know how I'm going to watch you walk away tomorrow." He rolls on to his side, pulling you into him. "I think that's the hardest thing to deal with out of everything."

"I was just thinking the same thing." You looked up at him through your eyelashes, your fingers brushing against his tight pecs. "You know we've been doing this for nearly 6 years now and I don't think I've ever felt as close to you as I do now. It's going to be even harder for me to leave this time." 

"I don't even want to think about it but we only have hours left together, what's our plan?" 

"You mean when and how do we tell Liam?" You ask sitting cross legged in the bed, reality kicking back in. You have to go home to Liam and leave Chris all over again, back to the lies and sneaking about.

"That and when am I going to be able to see you again? I don't want to wait as long as last time, you know how crazy i start getting when I don't see you." 

"We've got your cousin's wedding next week. I'll see you there." You risk a glance at him, pain set on his face.

"You'll see me but you'll be arm in arm with Liam and I'll be alone again." 

"How about once the weddings over and done with, we can tell Liam about us?" You watch his face change, like a little boy.

"A week? I can do that, I think. But I'm not going to the wedding alone." 

"What do you mean? A date? With who?" Panic laced in your voice.

"I don't know but I'm sure I won't be short of options." 

"Are you fucking with me? Liam thinks you're dating a married woman, where you going to find one of those?" 

"I don't know but I'm not turning up to a family party on my own again, my aunties can be fucking brutal." 

"Well don't expect to playing all happy families and me being all nice." You sulk.

"Are you jealous?" 

"Yeah, duhh."

"Come here." He pulls you into arms wrapping his legs around yours. Comfortable silence drifting over you both as he strokes your hair and you fall asleep in his arms.

***********

You wake up in the morning smiling, then remembering what day it is and that you have to leave to go back to boring reality and your smile fades. Chris stirring beside you, his muscly arm resting over your stomach, locking you in place.

"Chris, wake up." You whisper in his ear, admiring his sleepy, perfect face. "It's 9.30 we've gotta check out at 10." He makes an unrecognisable sound of exasperation, his eyes opening, puffy with sleep or lack of in this case.

"Aww man, can't we just stay in bed a little longer, I don't wanna let you go." 

"You need to go check out first so we don't leave the hotel at the same time." 

"Fuck sake. Back to reality it is then." He says all hint of jokiness gone from his tone as he sits up and rubs his eyes. 

"I'm afraid so, I need to go grab my things. Text me when you've left please." 

"Wow! I feel used, do I not even get a kiss before you run out on me?" 

"I was just dealing with the business before I dealt with the pleasure, like I'd just leave without giving you a kiss." You threw yourself on him, wrapping your legs around him as he leant against the headboard. Taking his lips in yours, open mouthed kisses that left you both breathless.

*****

You packed up the couple of things you'd actually taken out of your pull along suitcase, you'd spent most of the weekend naked or slobbing about in Chris' t-shirts so all your clothes were still folded and packed.

You were anxious about going home to Liam and having to pretend again, having to try and not slip up about where you'd actually been. You literally had to go through possible conversations in your mind, conjuring up imagined answers to Liam's possible questions so you didn't get caught out. It was hard work.

Then you got the text from Chris telling you he was out of the hotel and on the road back home, followed by how much of a good weekend he'd had and how much he loves you.

You couldn't help having a spring to your step as you walked through the lobby, a weekend full of love making and reminiscing would have that effect on anyone.

After you'd checked out, the anxiety set in, like stepping out of this hotel would be like stepping in to an alternate universe. A universe that wasn't simple and easy like it had been this weekend but stepping through those revolving doors would mean that will all end. This safe feeling of being alone, away from prying eyes would end as soon as you stepped foot outside and it did, a ominous feeling sweeping over you, goosebumps covering your flesh. Maybe you conjured up the feeling in your own mind, manifesting it into existence but you couldn't shake it.

A feeling of being watched, was it your imagination or not? You didn't know, all you knew was how much you wanted to get out of public and back home. As you stood in front of the hotel, picking up your suitcase to carry it down the stairs, something caught your eye. A flash. And then another flash coming from your peripheral.

[twiceinadream]

“Mine.”

Requested: Yup

Request: omega!tzuyu in heat during promotions so she doesn't have time to properly take care of it, but when she is given a day off just to handle her needs (since her scent is distracting the other members and the staff), she immediately goes to see her girlfriend/mate, fem!alpha!reader, and desperately begs to be bred?

a/u: Hey, guys! Sorry it’s been awhile and sorry if this is a bit rocky, it’s been a minute since I’ve last written smut so I apologize. I also want to say that my school has started up again so posts probably won’t be as frequent since I’ll be busier but I’ll do my best. Thank you for all the love and support and 2.2k followers! I love you all, be safe and wash your hands!

Word Count: 2.7k

Category: NSFW and Fluff

Tzuyu knew something was wrong the second she woke up. Her blanket had been kicked to the floor and even the barest touches from her sheets made her shiver. The Taiwanese girl’s hand slipped down to her legs as a burn seemed to fill her lower belly, when her fingers touched her ruined underwear. The maknae let out a soft gasp as her arousal had completely soaked through the fabric and coated her inner thighs. Schedules completely made her forget that her heat would be arriving soon and she didn’t remember to restock her supply of suppressants.

The Omega slowly rose from her bed, making sure to not wake Chaeyoung or Dahyun as she attempted to stand. Her legs shook with every step as she felt the burn in her stomach grow with every brush of her thighs against each other, before finally making it to the bathroom and collapsing against the sink. Tzuyu opened the medicine cabinet to search for any emergency suppressants, her breathing becoming more ragged as the full effects of her heat began to take over her senses.

Distracted with her frantic searching she didn’t notice the other person come up behind her, until she suddenly sensed the presence of an Alpha. Turning around as she was hit with Jeongyeon’s overpowering cinnamon scent, “U...Unnie.” The elder stiffened as the scent of Tzuyu’s heat began to wash over her in waves, as she fought her instincts to “help” the Omega.

“I’ll get Nayeon Unnie.” Were the only words spoken to the Omega before the Alpha was gone. A minute later, she was back as she dragged a tired looking Nayeon with her. But, the eldest suddenly seemed more awake as Tzuyu’s scent hit her, the older Omega immediately running back into her room to get her stash of emergency suppressants for the younger girl. Just in time to catch Tzuyu before her legs finally gave out under her.

“Pl...please make it st.stop hurting, Un..Unnie. I n...need Y/N.” Nayeon pursed her lips as she held Tzuyu’s shaking form, knowing how much pain the younger girl must be in. But, the older Omega knew that they were still in the thick of their promotions and Tzuyu wouldn’t be able to see her mate, so she gently propped the younger girl against the wall as she filled a paper cup with water from the sink as she put the pills to Tzuyu’s lips.

“I know it hurts, Tzuyu-ah, but I need you to take these. Please.” The younger Omega nodded, tears began slipping down her cheeks as Nayeon held the water cup to her lips, taking the emergency suppressants, “You’re gonna be okay. You’ll be okay.” The Korean girl murmured into Tzuyu’s hair as she held the girl in her arms.

-

The suppressants began to kick in a short while after Tzuyu had taken them, only calming the internal effects of her heat but did next to nothing in reducing her scent. So much so that they had to take two separate vans to get to the company building with the Alphas and Betas in one and the rest of the Omegas with Tzuyu. They had to refrain from opening any windows and attracting any unwanted attention as they drove, everyone nearly choking on how thick the air in the car was as the air conditioning was on full blast. With Tzuyu clutching onto Jihyo’s hand for the remainder of the drive.

After what felt like an eternity of driving, the vans finally pulled up to the back of the company. Unloading them as discretely as possible before rushing them inside. The coolness of the building doing little to prevent the beads of sweat dripping from the Omega’s forehead as they made it into a conference room. The managers and members alike were both relieved to have made it to the safety of a room with a lock, and everything seemed to be running as planned till about an hour into the meeting.

When Tzuyu’s suppressants began to wear off.

It was a gradual decline of the suppressants effects as her hands began to feel clammy, her body temperature began to rise a few degrees, and the burning in the pit of her stomach was returning with a vengeance. Did she start to quiver in her seat, her grip nearly pulling up the stitching of the chair as she squeezed her thighs together, trying in vain to not have them rub together and have her let out an embarrassing squeak. Her scent had been pouring out gradually and everyone was able to ignore it, but now it filled the entire room to the point you could practically taste it on your tongue did the Alphas in the room start to figet more and their eyes linger on her longer.

That’s when Jihyo had enough of the torture they were putting the young Omega through and ubruptly stood from her chair, knocking it back in the process as she looked at their manager Unnie. Pleading with her eyes to let them get Tzuyu to her mate.

To get Tzuyu to you.

-

The mid morning sun spilled in through your curtains as you layed asleep in bed. You covers kicked off your bed as you cuddled into your pillow. A soft breeze blew in through your open window, ever so gently brushing against your face as you reveled in the calmness of sleep. When a sudden pounding at your door complet shattered the calm as you rushed yourself out of bed. Wiping your face of any drool that might have slipped out during the night as you made a beeline for your front door, not bothering to even check who it was as you threw open the only barrier between you and the person outside who had rudely awoken you.

However, as soon as you pulled the door open you were instantly hit with a wave of Omega heat pheromones. And not just any Omega in heat.

Your mate in heat.

That seemed like the biggest wake up call for any Alpha as you blinked a few times, making sure what you were seeing was really there. But, before you could truly grasp everything that had just happened you felt Tzuyu jump into your arms as she began nuzzling into your neck, her scent calling to you as you wrapped her in your arms. Quickly sparing a quick glance to Jihyo and Nayeon who were standing at your door. You smiled in thanks to the two Omegas as they closed your door, leaving you to care for your distressed mate.

Even though you had been distracted for barely a second Tzuyu had already began trailing kisses up and down your neck as she began grinding into the growing bulge in your sleep shorts, her whimpers growing in pitch till you finally snapped out of your daze.

“Mine.”

You could feel yourself begin to release more of your scent as your mate continued to grind into you, your hands finding purchase on her ass as she jumped and wrapped her legs around your torso.

“Yours.”

Leaning down to capture you in a kiss as you struggled to navigate your apartment to get you two safely to the bedroom. In your haste you practically kicked down your door as you stumbled into the room, making quick work of the distance towards the bed as you disconnected your guys lips. Placing Tzuyu down as you quickly crawled back on top of her, your hips already beginning to grind against her as you both began frantically trying to take each other’s clothes off. The Omega’s scent made your head spin as you both laid bare.

Your hand coming up to your girlfriend’s chest as you smiled teasingly down at her before pinching a nipple between your fingers, a low moan escaping her as she pulled you back into a kiss. A kiss that sent so many messages to you as you finally stopped teasing the poor girl, her hand moved between the two of you as she felt your alpha-hood brush against her clit, a whimper falling from her lips as she gripped the head of your shaft feeling the steady stream of precum that flowed from the tip lubing up your cock as she waited with bated breaths to see what you would do next.

You looked into your mate’s eyes as you replaced her hand with yours, gripping onto your alpha-hood as you looked to her for consent. A small smile playing on her lips as she nodded, you smiled in return as you ran the head through her folds bumping her clit a few times before finally pushing in. Tight, wet heat enveloped your shaft as you reveled in the feeling of being inside of Tzuyu. Soft whimpers begin to fall from Tzuyu’s lips as you move deeper inside her.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, you bottom out, your hips flush against Tzuyu’s.

Tzuyu moved her hands back up to grip your hips, keeping you from thrusting while she took a moment to adjust to your size. She can tell the waiting is killing you by the way your arms flex with restraint but soon enough she starts to push your hips back slowly.

From there, you know to move slowly and you push back in slow and controlled. You took hold of Tzuyu’s thighs as soon as you bottomed out again and spread her legs just a bit further before pulling out once more. You take a moment to run the head of her cock over Tzuyu’s clit before moving back inside.

You repeat the process a few more times until Tzuyu is certain no other cock will ever be able to make her feel so full again.

“You feel so good.” She hears you praise and she’s glad she’s not the only enjoying this.

She feels your hands all over her body as you start to pick up a steady pace with your thrusts. Right away she can feel the difference in her heat and she’s glad they let her finally go to her Alpha. The fact that she gets to enjoy your body while getting the living daylights fucked out of her is just another plus.

She feels you grab her legs to wrap them around your hips, allowing you to hit deeper and Tzuyu takes the opportunity to run her hands all over you. She can feel the muscles contract under her as you use her entire body to fuck her rather than just your hips.

Neither of you say a word to each other, too breathless and high on arousal to even think straight, and the only sound that can be heard is skin slapping skin. Eventually, that sound starts to increase in both tempo and volume, you have decided that you could indeed hit harder and deeper.

And boy does it feel amazing.

Tzuyu’s walls are being battered over and over again by a cock thick enough to leave her hurting for days after and if this wasn’t what her heat needed then she would never find relief. Not to mention, your cock was curved just enough that every time you pulled out it dragged against her front wall, pushing her closer to the edge with each thrust.

So when you pulled out unexpectedly she was definitely left feeling disappointed and frustrated.

“No, you.” She whined reaching out to bring you back to her. “Go back inside, please. I need your cock inside.”

“I know, sorry.” you kissed her hungrily before reaching out to adjust your positions so Tzuyu was on top. “I just want to watch you come undone on top.”

You were an Alpha that wasn’t afraid of giving up control. That was definitely a turn on and her pussy responded with a rush of wetness as she positioned herself on top of your cock.

“Oh, fuck Tzuyu.” You moaned out loud, no doubt having felt the flood running down your cock as she impaled herself with it. “Should’ve done this sooner if I knew it was going to get you all excited.”

“Shit. Well, now you know.” Tzuyu replied quickly, riding your cock like her life depended on it. She placed her hands on your breasts, playing with the hardened nipples while you gripped her hips and helped her move back and forth. She didn’t bother with an up and down movement not wanting to deal with removing even an inch of your cock from her needy cunt.

This new position allowed the thick shaft to hit every possible angle and watching her growing wetness leave a trail on your navel was driving her all the more crazy.

She knew she was close to release and going by the constant throbbing of the cock inside of her, she knew you were close to release as well. So she placed her hands on your shoulders and grinded her hips back and forth with abandon.

It didn’t take long before she was left a shuddering mess, her release gushing out in waves all over your still throbbing cock, and she leaned forward burying her face in your chest while you whispered sweet nothings into her ear.

She took a few desperate lungfuls of air in between her sobs of release as she pulled back from your chest before taking your face in her hands and kissing you like she needed you to live. Only after she felt her heart-rate decrease did she pull away and wrap her arms around your shoulders once more, placing one last kiss on your neck.

She was about to thank you for being so perfect when a throbbing between her legs reminded her that they weren’t done yet. On the one hand she was grateful that you had refrained from cumming inside of her but on the other hand, she still wanted to feel your release.

So she sat up and climbed off of your lap, groaning as the still hardened cock slipped out of her leaving her feeling empty, before laying down in front of your open legs.

You used your arms to hold herself up as she stared down at Tzuyu taking hold of your cock and licking a trail from your balls to the leaking tip. She saw you throw her head back with a groan as she did so and Tzuyu knew it was only a matter of licks before you released and gave her everything you had.

She squeezed the tip lightly, lapping up the small amount of precum that leaked out before giving your balls a squeeze and burying the head in her mouth. That action caused you to reach out and grab her hair, hips jutting forward to bury herself deeper.

Tzuyu relaxed her throat to allow the cock to slide in further back before giving the aching balls another squeeze.

“Fuck! Tzuyu I’m going to cum.”

Tzuyu knew you were giving her a verbal warning to give her a chance to pull out but Tzuyu simply continued moving her mouth up and down on the slick cock before once again squeezing your balls.

That was all that was needed before she heard you curse again and the release she so desperately wanted was shooting down her throat. Your thick cock throbbed constantly with each new jet of cum that shot out into Tzuyu’s waiting mouth and you were soon becoming hoarse with all your moaning.

Tzuyu swallowed every stream of thick, hot cum that spilled out of the Alpha beneath her, kneading the balls that held it all in for every last drop.

Soon enough she knew you were growing too sensitive to her touch and she allowed you to pull her away from your softening shaft. She pulled away with a pop and a string of cum falling from her mouth and onto the cock from where it came from.

She wiped away her mouth before leaning forward to share a few chaste kisses with the tired Alpha.

She then draped her body over you, resting her head on the strong chest beneath her, listening to your slowing heart beat.

“Thank you, Y/N-ah. I love you.” You smiled as you ran a hand through your mate's damp hair, her eyes already closing with exhaustion.

“I love you too, Tzumong.” Your eyes closing as well as you held her in your arms, the both of you drifting off to sleep. Basking in the afterglow of your love.