#HES ALMOST HOMEEE

[eurodynamic]

LIGHTER LORENZ Version 1.3 Teaser - "Virtual Revenge" Zenless Zone Zero

[sturniluvr]

La Liga Champion

Jude Bellingham x fem!reader

word count: 734(?)

Warnings: none, just fluff

Requested: yes/no

Summary: based on this request hope I did well and you like it anon <3

Y/N sat on the sofa of hers and Jude’s shared house, scrolling through her phone while awaiting her boyfriend’s arrival home from the parade after winning La Liga, she was absolutely over the moon for him and couldn’t wait to tell him how proud she was of him. Whilst scrolling through TikTok she came across a video of Jude from the parade, drunk singing into the microphone, she let out a chuckle watching her drunk boyfriend singing.

Still awaiting his return, she decided to head over to the kitchen and make some food for him, knowing he’d need some food in his system after drinking a fair amount and having training the next day. She eventually decided on some pasta.

*mini time skip*

Y/N was stood in the kitchen, cooking the pasta for her and Jude when she heard the front door open.

“Babyy your champ is homeee” she heard Jude yell, his words slightly slurred.

“In here” the Y/H/C woman shouted back from the kitchen. Jude made his way through the small hallways leading to the kitchen and as soon as he found his loving girlfriend, he immediately stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing little kisses to her shoulder.

“Hi beautiful” he mumbled into her shoulder “what delightful food are you cooking tonight?” He said, making a lighthearted joke to her mediocre cooking skills. He turned her around so she was facing him, and he gave her a quick kiss on the lips, a drunk, cheesy grin making its way onto his face, she lets out a soft laugh at him.

“Hi champ” she smiled up at him before turning back around to face the cooker, turning the heat down ready to take the saucepan full of pasta off the hob. “if you must know, I’m just doing us some pasta, and it’s almost done, could you grab the cheese and sweetcorn out the fridge please love?”

“Yes ma’am” Jude replied with a little salute and slightly stumbled to the fridge, picking out the bowl with pre grated cheese in and the tin of sweetcorn and closed the fridge door. Once Y/N had dished the pasta into two bowls, she left Jude with the job of mixing in the sweetcorn and putting the cheese on. While Jude, in his words ‘decorated’ the pasta, she got two glasses out of the cupboard and poured each of them some cold water and placed them on the table.

*time skip to after dinner*

The couple were currently in their bathroom, freshly showered and getting ready for bed. They made their way across the hall into their shared bedroom and both got in bed. Y/N had previously put a glass of water on each bedside table so before getting comfy she had Jude take some painkillers to help his potential hangover in the morning and have some water, while he did that she turned on Netflix on tv and turned on a show they were both obsessed with at the moment. She cuddled up to Jude, she laid her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around his torso, Jude pulled her even more into him and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

“Well done on winning baby, I’m so proud of you” the slightly younger woman whispered, staring up at him, her Y/E/C eyes full of love.

He looked down to her, a smile immediately took over his face. “Thank you my love, I wish you were able to come to the game but I’m just happy to come home to you” he replied, knowing she had work commitments that clashed with the game and made her unable to go to and watch him, but she watched from her phone at work.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be there love” She mumbled, sleep slowly taking over her.

“It’s okay darling, I understand. Don’t worry your pretty head.” Jude replied, kissing her forehead “now get some sleep beautiful, I can tell you’re tired” he added, chuckling to himself seeing his girls eyes slowly dropping.

“Goodnight my love, I love you” she whispered, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips before cuddling back into him and she finally let sleep take over her.

“I love you too baby” the brown eyed boy replied, letting his own eyes close with his arms wrapped around his favourite girl, the tv softly playing in the background.

[withleeknow]

thirteen percent.

pairing: minho x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff; mentions of drinking, cursing, hella unedited and tbh i kinda gave up toward the end but i wanted to post smth lmao word count: 1.2k note: inspired by the events of friday night in which i had 1.3 bottle of soju and promptly passed out while unmuted all night in my discord server lmfao

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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the first thing you do when you wake up is scowl.

at the sun. at the sky. at the cars and at the people going about their day on the street below. at soonie and doongie when you find them just peacefully existing in their respective corners of the room.

at minho who's looking at you from the doorway with an amused expression on his face.

"look who's finally up," he says, approaching the bed with a glass of water in his hands. "it's almost 1pm, heathen."

you groan, covering your face with your hands as you try to sink further into the mattress. "why are you so loud today?"

"this is my normal volume?"

"your normal volume is loud."

"hmm, could this be because last night you knocked back an entire bottle of soju and then some and therefore you have a raging headache right now?"

you blink, still delirious from the night before. it's obvious that the alcohol hasn't completely left your system and minho is right. there's a pounding in your head and you wish it would stop.

you ignore his sassy quip, trying to recall what happened. "how did i get home?"

it was supposed to be a cozy night in with your friends. you'd been looking forward to last night for weeks because all of you had been so busy with your respective lives, and a fun girl's night was desperately needed. to catch up, to gossip about your partners, to escape your tiresome realities for a few hours.

and of course, to unwind and drink. not to the point of being blackout drunk; just to de-stress a little.

"how do you think?" minho asks, holding out the water for you until you muster enough strength to sit up and take it from him. he watches as you greedily gulp down the liquid to satiate your dry throat, giving him back the empty glass when you're done and lying back down again. he sets the glass on your bedside table before he joins you under the covers. "boyfriend of the year went out in the middle of the night to drag your ass home."

"you took me home?"

"i just said boyfriend of the year, didn't i?"

despite his smartass attitude, minho still snakes an arm around your body to pull you close to him, until your head is lying on his chest while he strokes your hair gently.

"it was just soju. plum soju!" you try to justify your actions, throwing a leg over his and snuggling further into the warmth of his body. "only thirteen percent!"

minho scoffs. "that's how they get you. the fun flavors make you think that you're gonna be fine if you do just a couple more shots. next thing you know, you're sending your boyfriend gibberish messages at 2am."

to emphasize his point, minho shows you his phone, goes straight to the text thread you two share.

you mostly sent him nonsense, seemingly a lot of keyboard smashes and blurry drunken selfies of you and your friends. then came the last few messages.

you: oh naue why rom sponnign you: i wsntto go homrr you: mimo tskeeee me homeee

"oh." you purse your lips. "drunk me was a moment."

"no, she was a lot of moments actually. you stayed up for almost two hours after i brought you home."

"doing what?"

your boyfriend looks down at you, an unimpressed look on his face before he rolls his eyes and sighs, recanting the story of how you exhausted him just hours prior.

"stop squirming," minho said, trying to keep your head from lolling to the side as he wiped at your face with a cotton pad doused in micellar water.

but you kept giggling, kept trying to hold his cheeks so you could kiss him. "mimo, you're so pretty. my pretty, pr-" hiccup! "pretty mimo."

it took him thirty whole minutes just to take your makeup off, then another forty five to go through your skincare routine.

-

it was an entire struggle to get you out of your clothes and into your sleepwear because apparently, the feeling of him tugging your blouse over your head and sliding your jeans down your legs tickled that amorous part of your brain - your horndog side, if you will.

you instantly latched onto him, climbing on top of him to sit on his lap, attempting to trail kisses along his neck when all minho was trying to do was put your t-shirt on.

"not now," he scolded you lightly, pushing you away by your shoulders before he held your arms up just long enough to slip the shirt over your body.

"whyyy not?"

"mostly because you're about ten seconds away from passing out."

but that wasn't something that your intoxicated brain could comprehend. all you understood was that your boyfriend didn't want to have sex with you, that he was rejecting you.

you went quiet all of a sudden, your lips pouting, your eyes turning glassy before you practically sob, "you don't want me anymore."

minho could only sigh.

-

"what now?" he had finally managed to get your restless ass into bed, thinking you'd surely knock out within seconds of hitting the sheets. but when he returned to the bedroom five minutes later, having cleared away your clothes to be put in the washer in the morning, minho found you lying on your side, your eyes glued to your phone, your face illuminated by the blue light coming from the device. "why aren't you sleeping?"

you were going through your camera roll, watching your old videos like they were your favorite tv show. videos of you and him, videos of him and the cats, or just random videos of him that you took when you thought he wasn't paying attention.

it was cute how you were so immersed, how you kept giggling and making heart eyes at the version of minho captured on your phone. it made him smile, just standing there and watching you like that.

it was beyond endearing, but it was also fucking 4:18am.

minho snatched the device away from you and put it somewhere you couldn't reach before he settled into bed with you.

"i miss my mimo," you whined. "give me back my mimo."

he knew there was no use in telling you that you didn't need to miss him when he, the object of your affection himself, was lying next to you. instead, he just yanked you closer, tucking your face into the crook of his neck and holding you tightly so you couldn't move, hoping that it would eventually lull you to dreamland.

"your mimo is right here. now go to sleep, you menace."

"and not to mention you kept-"

"nope." you put a hand over minho's mouth so he would shut up. "i've heard enough."

he pushes your hand away. "i deserve compensation for what i had to go through last night."

"the satisfaction of taking care of your wonderful girlfriend wasn't enough for you?"

"no," he says. then, you both just stare at each another for a few minutes.

"fine," you relent. "i'll make it up to you with one hundred kisses."

"i want a cat tower."

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[coveted-covey]

a/n: minors please don't interact. blank and ageless blogs are going to be blocked. 🚶‍♀️ this was supposed to be posted a month ago but I got stuck 1.6k words in. literally that one bake off meme except it went like "started writing it. had a month's long block. but here it is now so bon appetit." ...anyways!

cw: Cove and reader are 23 (step 4 age!), established relationship, making out, some s*xual tension (note sure if this cw is needed), multiple mentions of alcohol and reader drinking/getting drunk, slightly OOC!Cove, but I totally see him doing it if push comes to shove and so here we are… or maybe I’m just projecting! :D this is also not beta read. but either way, enjoy! let me know if I missed anything else in the tags.

Word count: 2,016

You're 97% certain that you're going crazy. 

That or there's something in the air, but whatever it is you realize that you don't really care. Nothing comes close to the urgency that is Cove James Holden.

With spasming hands, you grab ahold of his hair as you try to breathe in between the small gaps that you afford yourself. When that becomes insufficient, you press yourself further into his personal space.

“[Name], w-wait–” Cove gasps as you bite his lower lip. “Let's go inside first–” 

You stop your assault of his mouth, replacing it with your gentle thumb instead. Cove’s brain is short-circuiting and your rapt attention at his lips is absolutely not helping. You giggle as you tug his lips down with your thumb. “Your lips are so swollen, baby.” 

He lets out a groan of half-embarassment and half-wantonness. “I shouldn't have let you drink tonight.” Realizing that he should use the opportunity of you not pressing your own to his lips as of yet, he quickly grabs his keys from his pocket then opens the door of his apartment.

The low creaking of the door captures your attention, then you dangerously swerve as you snap your attention back to him. “Ahh, here it is! Homeee~” you drawl.

He grabs your waist as you almost bump to one of his floormates passing through the corridor. “[Name], be quiet,” he mutters lowly then quickly apologizes to the old lady, cheeks reddening. If it could go any redder at this point, that is.

He leads you inside and you lean your full weight against him. He didn’t even stagger. You would have marvelled at his strength if had you been paying attention, but alas you were briefly distracted by the little to no light that welcomed you as you stepped into the threshold.

“It's so dark here. Why is it so dark?” You whine. 

Cove shuts the door then puts down your bags beside his shoe rack. He wordlessly flicks the light switch on then turns to you. “Sit down here for a second.” 

“Hmm?” Your eyes blink at the blue lounge chair he's patting. When you make no move, he gently sits you down then moves to take off your shoes.

You stare at him, eyes slightly unfocused. “Hey…”

“Yes, [Name]?” He looks up at you from the floor and you giggle.

You lean into his ear. “You look good kneeling.”

“God.” 

Cove looks up then mutters something underneath his breath. He closes his eyes shut, lips in a deep frown and brows furrowing despite the bright blush on his cheeks. You're going to be the death of him.

A beat passes.

He clears his throat. “I’m gonna help you change your clothes and then I’m putting you to bed, okay? Come on,” he gives you his hand to help you up, but you lightly swat his hand away.

“Nooo, I want a piggyback ride!” 

Cove tries to think back to the first time you got yourself this inebriated. Except nothing comes close to mind. There was that one time your parents let you have wine on your 18th birthday, but that was in the privacy of your own home, and you were not allowed to stay up with Cove with just the both of you. With all things considered, then, this would be the first time. He has half a mind to call the Last’s but didn’t, considering the both of you are full-grown adults at this point and he’s capable of taking care of you tonight.

He is… right?

Your head lolls a bit to the side, then leans back next to his head. “You’re so warm,” you hummed as you tightened your arms around his shoulders.

“You are, too. I’m gonna put you down now, ‘kay?”

Your lips tremble, your intoxicated mind irrationally offended with the thought of him going away from you. You hiccup. “Are you mad at me?” Another hiccup. “Don’t let go, please?”

“[N-name], are you crying? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that!” he tries to look at you, but human heads can only turn up to a certain angle. “I won’t go away, I promise. I’m just gonna let you down on the bed.”

You sniffle, nodding despite Cove not facing you. “Okay…”

You feel what you can only assume as his mattress beneath you as he deposits you down onto the soft covers. You come face to face with his worried face as he examines your countenance with his hands on both sides.

“Don’t cry,” he swipes his thumb at a stray tear, his heart breaking at the sight of your red-rimmed eyes and trembling lips. “I think you’re underestimating your own importance in my life,” he lets out a sad chuckle. “I’ll never, ever, let you go out of my own accord. You’re it for me. My soulmate, the love of my life. I’ll spend forever loving you if I could. So don’t cry, okay? Honestly you would have to be the one to decide if you get sick of me at some point, and only then will I consider leaving you. But until then—and God knows leaving you, ever, is not what I would want—I’m yours.”

He ends his speech with a tender kiss on your forehead.

Being reasonably touched and rightfully overwhelmed at your boyfriend’s reaffirmation of his love aside, it seems like the alcohol is affecting you so much worse than you would have liked. It’s getting embarrassing and sober you would definitely hit yourself upside the head with how ridiculous you’re reacting.

You start sobbing.

“Waaaahh, I love you so, so, so much!” you wail as you bury your face on his stomach, hugging him in a vice grip. Cove can only hug you as tight as your positions can allow him, rubbing your back soothingly as he tries his best to calm you down.

A couple minutes of uncontrolled sobbing and you getting helped by Cove to get cleaned up for bed later, you’re now snug under his covers, waiting for him to come back from the kitchen to get a fresh glass of cold water.

“Here you go,” he puts the glass on the sidetable and you sit up to drink it. You gulp down the refreshing water in no time.

Having calmed down from the blindsiding, alcohol-driven, emotional outburst earlier, you can only look at him sheepishly as you are hit with sudden clarity. “I’m sorry for the, uh, sorry for being unreasonable earlier. I’m 100% blaming the alcohol,” you laugh lightly. You try to ignore the urge to pinch yourself out of embarrassment.

“Are you feeling better now?” he gives you such a heavy look that you can’t help but find the texture of his covers particularly interesting. Great, now you’ve disappointed him.

 “Yes, yes, I do. I’m really sorry about earlier, I was probably being a bother. I’m not sure I will swear off alcohol completely, but I’ll try to keep it to an ultra reasonable amount and not end up being completely hammermpgh—”

Cove leans forward and takes your lips against his own, shutting you up and pushing you back down on the bed in the process. “Don’t misunderstand, you can do whatever you want as long as you’re not totally endangering yourself and I will take care of you, but it seems like we’re still not seeing eye to eye in one crucial thing.”

Your head still reeling from the kiss, you can only open and close your mouth like a silly guppy. “W-what—”

“You’re not being a bother to me. Not ever,” he frowns, peeved at, and saddened by you downplaying yourself. “You never have to apologize for the things that I do for you because I love you and you’d do the same thing for me in a heartbeat.”

“But I—”

The rest of your sentence was interrupted by your beloved boyfriend leaning in once again to capture your lips in another searing kiss. “None of that,” he murmurs from above you, and your heart starts to race at the palpable tension between the two of you. “Do you understand, [Name]?”

You take in his state from above you, his eyebrows furrowed, pupils dilated, cheeks rosy pink, and lips deliciously swollen. You gulp as you feel your heartbeat pounding in your ears.

“I-I do. I understand.”

“Good,” he whispers lowly, and you’ve never wanted to shriek so hard in your life. You try to look back in your whole relationship with your neighbor-turned-friend-turned-best friend-turned-childhood sweetheart-turned-boyfriend and try to pinpoint a time he was ever this… this… this INTENSE and HOT and you want to faint.

You think you are going to faint.

Presumably contented from your response, he finally pulls back and you’re left trying to settle your breathing. Before he can step away to get to his side of the bed, however, you abruptly sit up to grab at his sleeve.

“Wait.”

He stops, looking at you with questioning eyes. You almost balk but steel yourself, eyes glinting with newfound (and undoubtedly short-lived?) confidence. “Are you seriously going to leave like that?”

“Like what?” His wavy eyebrows rise and the edge of his lips curls up in a familiar way that basically told you that the jig is up. “Like what, baby? And for the record, you did look good underneath me.”

You can almost feel your ears blowing out smoke out of embarrassment. Did he just—

Well, two can play at that game.

You brace yourself harder then hit him with, “Well, if I looked so good, why don’t you do it again?”

He looks away, and you see the traces of his flush from his ear to neck becoming more and more vibrant.

Ah. There he is.

“A-aren’t you tired?”

With an unexpected gracefulness of a predator stalking its captured prey, you lean in close to his ear. “Not for you, I’m not.” Then you give him the most seductive look you can muster.

 He bites his lip and your eyes follow the movement. You watch as the gears turn in his head debating whether to be responsible and make you get some rest, or to give in to your temptation and give you what you want.

Breathing out shakily, he gently removes your grip from him and puts your hand on your lap. You look up at him in confusion. He smiles apologetically then gives you a tender kiss on the lips. “You need rest, [Name]. You had a long flight coming home.”

You huff and pout, conceding. “Okay… but I want my cuddles.”

He laughs softly at that. “And cuddles you will get.”

Cove then turns the overhead lights off in exchange for lampshade. Once settled under the covers, he also turns the remaining source of light off, and you immediately draw yourself to his warmth. His arms reach around you to pull you in closer. You sigh, content.

“I missed this. I missed you.”

Cove hums then gives you another affectionate kiss on the top of your head. He smiles as he pays attention to how perfect you feel against him, like two puzzle pieces finally being connected after so long of being apart.

“I missed you too, more that you’d ever imagine.”

You laugh lightly at that, giving a soft peck at his skin in front of you. Cove giggles, ticklish. “Not everything is a competition, Mr. Cove Holden.”

“Alright, alright,” he giggles, squeezing you closer to him. “Get some rest, [Name]. I love you.”

You smile to yourself as tiredness catches up to you and your eyelids become heavy. “I love—” You let out a small yawn that Cove also catches. You share another soft laughter, like two lovers sharing secrets under the blankets, a couple finally reuniting after a while of being apart.  “I love you, too.”

And with that, the two of you go into a peaceful slumber, with you vaguely thinking of getting back at him in the morning for not giving in to you earlier. Maybe he’ll be in for a surprise…

[violet-butterflies]

❥︎ yandere! Merman Part 2

❥︎ Warnings ! ☞︎︎︎ None ! ( male yandere! oc x gn reader ) Click to see part 1 and a nsfw spin-off !

You woke up in god knows where. The sun's rays were shining right on your face until you simply couldn't ignore the heat and your dry throat any longer so, you sat up.

"Where the fuck am I?"

You were on a small island surrounded by water. But, that wasn't the weirdest part. The weirdest part was how it looked like you were surrounded by mountains a few kilometers away that caged you from going out of your small area. It was as if you were in the middle of a huge crater that was mostly submerged in water. The more you observed, the more you noticed more details in your new natural cage. There were smaller islands scattered around it inside the crater. On them, there were tropical fruit trees that were bearing fruits.

You couldn't stand how dehydrated your throat felt anymore so you decided to swim over to one of the small islands with mango and coconut trees. You were pleasantly surprised at how cool the water felt and how it was a comfortable depth for you to swim in; the deepest part only reaching up to your neck. When you were almost there though you were instantly tackled into the water, causing you to lose your footing.

"Oh shit!" you shouted before being engulfed in water, hearing happy coos in your ears. A strong pair of hands kept you in place while a face excitedly nuzzles into the crook of your neck. Only when your lungs were starting to burn for air was when you were finally thrusted up from the water by the person showing you affection.

"y/nnnn!" the merman that kidnapped you said as he smiled in front of your face. He then began peppering kisses all over your face before giving you another tight hug. You quickly pushed him off before going on land and looking at the merman, mortified.

"Where did you take me?!" you shouted at him angrily while he looked at you with a sad-puppy-like expression.

"Homeee.... with meee." the merman slurred while he began trying to claw himself up from the water onto the island. On his hand was a gold necklace he got from somewhere as if trying to lure you back into his arms.

"y/nnn.... come hereee... I got you gift!" When he sees you not reacting, his eyes started to water as his lips began to pout and quiver. Letting out a big sigh, you trudged yourself back into the water as yandere!merman's eyes shone with happiness. You took the necklace and was about to put it around your neck before he snatched it back and put in on for you. As soon as it was on, he gave you another kiss as he nuzzled his whole body onto yours.

"I need to go back home... Can you bring me back?" yandere!merman looked at you with confusion.

"But but... I said that you are home... With me! Silly y/n," he said with a teasing smile as if you failed to understand something so simple.

"No... My home. The lighthouse? The cave where I saved you from?" you said, trying to jog his memory. In an instant, he looked at you with a deadly look as he began to dig his somewhat sharp nails onto your neck.

"No. Here. Home" he said with a slow warning tone before going back to his cute and cuddly personality as he continued to nuzzle himself onto you.

You sighed in defeat before standing up, causing him to reach for your ankle before you managed to go any further.

"Jeez chill dude... I just want to get a coconut I'm going dry here," you said as you pointed towards the nearby coconut trees. Only then he understood and let your ankle go.

Going back home was definitely going to be a challenging task.

A/N In case my explanation of the place was too confusing, I drew a simple drawing with my nonexistent drawing skills!

[firemenenthusiast]

Add me in your taglist!!! also more jann fics pls, you do them so good.

I WANT MOREEE (im not greedy i swear)

—“let it grow”

jann mardenborough x fem! reader

summary: nothing left to do when jann finally gets a new haircut except going absolutely feral

content warnings: 18+, smut, porn with plot, fluff, sub! jann, soft jann, whiny whimpery jann, oral fixation, p in v (wrap it bro), f! masturbation (reader putting on a show for jann), cum eating, cumshots, pussy job, slight size kink

a/n: @imjustheretoreadsmuthaha had me promise to write some smut so yall have them to thank also sorry i have to repost 😭

looking at the last couple of years it can be said that there’s a surge in the sport’s popularity. not that it wasn’t ever popular but recently there are newcomers to the car racing fanclub. it attracts new big companies to invest and offer sponsorships to the label making jann busier than ever.

-especially it being almost the starting of a new season and all. sometimes he’s too caught up with work that you cant help but feeling left behind. he’d be out at the most random times of the day sometimes even when you’re getting ready for bed. that’s the norm you have to accept knowing your boyfriend does not have a fixed working schedule. when danny manages to slide them in for a meeting with a new client, he needs to be there. he’s become too busy that he doesn’t even have time to get his hair cut. his adorable undercut has now fully grown to the same length of the rest of his hair.

you dont really mind his grown hair because you get to enjoy watching him getting ready, putting products into his curls. one of the things you find him adorable for is the fact that he takes good care of his hair so eventho its grown, he keeps it neat and healthy. you can sit and watch him for hours on end, especially after he had left for a particularly long period where he doesn’t really have time for all the products. so when he comes home, you both will spend the free time just talking and enjoying each other’s presence while he grooms himself. sometimes you’d even help getting the back of his hair where he couldn’t see or reach. or when he got tired from doing the rest

“but its getting too long babe, i need to keep it short for the balaclava” he defends himself. he’s been complaining about how his hair’s getting into his face when he wears the helmet and how uncomfortable its becoming. you pout at his reasoning, not wanting him to cut his hair. “nooo please keep ittt,, you’ve never let it grow ever. plus you look-“ you trail off from your sentence, turning your head to a different direction. too shy to admit it. he searches into your face, raising his arms. “i look…?” you turn your head even further as he follows, chasing your face. “-hot.” you say under your breath. his cheeks heat up at your words before deciding to tease you

“come again ?”

“no”

he let out a laugh as he pulls you in for a back hug, his large arms squeezing your sides. he rests his head on top of yours, swaying the both of you. “im sorry baby but i need to, okay?” you purse your lips shut, pouting. you keep quiet as you give him a look. “i’ll take that as a yes ?” he quickly give you a kiss before planting a peck on your forehead, reaching for his jacket from the couch. standing beside the doorframe, you watch him as he gets into his porsche. you wave at him, smiling as he drives off, thinking about how he’s probably gonna get a haircut.

his first race of the season is this weekend so you have to leave for the airport tomorrow. as you’re packing his and your stuff into the luggage your hear the front door being unlocked. he’s back. you continue arranging the clothes so they can all fit, subconsciously anticipating for the suprise of seeing his new haircut. you hear him calling for you from downstairs before his voice’s getting nearer. the door to your bedroom swings open to reveal an excited, jumpy jann with a huge smile across his face. “honey, im homeee” he jokes, acting like a husband who just got back from his 9-5 job. this is the jann you’d get called a liar for when telling his team about his behaviour. they dont believe that he actually acts like this around you. but jack does, he knows how jann actually is. you turn to face him as you’re being met with the fresh haircut, making him almost unrecognizable. it reminds you of when you first met him years ago. when he just got into racing, back when he was so shy to people and to you. especially you. if you could comically describe the feeling you’re feeling rn, it is as if your heart just got shot by cupids arrow. awestruck. it’s like having a crush on him for the second time. not like you’re not crushing on him every other day but the haircut makes you want to do things to him. you feel heat creeping across your cheek before rushing to your core.

seeing you quiet and not returning any reaction panics him. every possible scenario of you breaking up with him because of that haircut plays into his mind. “baby..?” he steps closer, slowly walking towards you. “hey look, if you dont like it i can- um, i can wear my durag all the time. you like it when i do, right ?” he offers, him internally panicking shows the most adorable side of him. not in a million years does he want to do anything you dont like. you get up from the floor just as you finish up on packing. “lemme- let me get that,,” he quickly reach for the luggage to help you zip them up. you walk to your bed, footsteps heavy as he follows from behind like a lost puppy. he’s worrying hard that you’re being quiet. as you lay your butt on the soft material he kneels before you, looking up at you with eyes filled with panic and worry. “please say something baby” you look down at him rubbing at your legs before reaching down to cup his face, smoothing over his also newly shaved skin. gosh he looks so cute

you trail your fingers from his cheek to his mouth, feeling his plump lips before pushing your fingers past them. he closes his lips around your fingers, sucking at them as you push down on his tongue. “you’re funny, jann” he blinks, listening attentively before you continue,

“you’re funny if you think you can look like this and expect me to not fuck you”

he shakes his head thinking you’d want him to deny it. your pull your fingers out, strings of saliva attached to it as you wipe it on his cheek. you tsk at him being silent. “do you remember when we first started dating ?” a smile creeps onto his face as the memories slip into his mind. he nods. “-you looked exactly like you do right now.” his smile grows wider. a lot about him has changed but one thing that wont, is how he’s willing to let you fuck him dumb anytime. especially when he deserves it. wasting no time, you lean down to crash your lips onto his as you fingers rake up the fresh undercut he just got. a shiver goes down his spine feeling the tips of your fingers graze the back of his head before they pull at the strands at the top. your noses bump against each other as you suck on his bottom lips hungrily. the haircut’s really making you go feral.

you get up from the bed ushering him to do the same. the kiss got interrupted for a second before you pull him down by his crewneck, making him lean down. he returns your kiss sloppily, spit getting smeared all over your mouths before you pull away to take a breath. his mouth chases yours, not wanting to stop kissing your lips ever if he could. he begins to suck at your tongue as his lips continue lapping at yours like a starved animal. just as you pull away he let out a whine in protest. his eyes droopy, lips shiny as he steps back, obeying your hand on his chest before you push him onto the bed. as soon as he’s settled he’s quick to take off his sweater earning a giggle from you. as his hand move to reach the hem of his sweatpants next you stop him, “ah-ah” while grabbing his hand. he smiles sheepishly as he obeys, settling his hands on his sides instead. you get off the bed to pick up something off the floor hidden by the luggage, holding it carefully to not let jann see what it is. you climb back onto the bed, straddling him before you grind teasingly against his prominent bulge. he lets out a soft moan thinking you’re gonna make him cum soon. you chuckle at his response before grabbing both his hands and bringing them to his back before tying them together with his tie that you just picked off the floor. you didn’t tie it tight but he knows not to break the knot. he’s learned his lesson the hard way. you climb off the bed before taking off all your clothes at the edge of it, making sure he watches.

“my sweet jann, i always miss you dearly when you’re busy” you tell him dramatically. its true tho, you do. he watches your ass bounce closely as you’re walking towards the wardrobe, glancing at him behind your shoulder. you search into the wardrobe before reaching just the thing you need before slipping it through your head. his gt academy t-shirt. the size of the shirt is just enough to slightly cover your bare pussy. you turn to look at him as he throws his head back, cursing under his breath. “fuck- is that..?” he blinks a few times, making sure he’s seeing the right thing

“yes” you confirm, before continuing

“it gets lonely, so this shirt will have to do” you say as you take a deep whiff of the scent on his shirt.

his chest is heaving hard, nervous as to find out what you’re planning on doing

“you wanna know what i do when you’re not there to help me ?” he watches closely as you walk towards the edge of the bed, climbing onto it. you start roaming your hands across your stomach before reaching up, the shirt caught together with your arm as you play with your nipples. starting off slow, you graze your nails across them before groping at your tits, putting on a show for him. you notice his cock twitching in his pants, forming a small dark patch at the tip. his mouth is slightly agape as his eyebrows furrow. “oh- fuck” he throws his head back, barely able to handle seeing you like this.

“its nothing compared to your fingers but-“ you sigh, purposely not finishing the sentence as you start rubbing your clit slowly. you look down, your fingers collecting the wetness as you spread your folds. you inch your knees forward closer to him, to really let him have a good look. “m’so wet for you jann,,” you tease, as he licks his lips, not knowing to look at your face or your hand while you play with your clit. as you start rubbing your fingers through your folds he shuts his eyes closed. he swears he almost came when you start letting out noises, the pretty little noises that could be the death of him.

fucking yourself on your fingers while wearing his shirt infront of him, you let out a moan as you call out his name in a high pitched whine. your fingers move rapidly as you feel your orgasm approaching. “m’so close jann, fuck-“ you manage to let out before the waves come crashing down, your knees growing weak. jann struggles to hold himself back from coming undone in his pants while he forces his hips down from buckling upwards. “please…,,you’re gonna-” he starts to plead before you shut him up by stuffing your fingers that were collecting your cum into his mouth. he hums at the taste, closing his eyes savouring it. you feel his tongue swirl around your fingers before you pull them out. “good boy” more precum seeps out of his hard cock as he feels himself growing harder. you lean in to kiss him, your fingers sprawled across the side of his face. he tries to prop himself up better so he can return your kiss harder but fails. trailing your kisses from his mouth to his neck, you make sure to bite and suck at the skin, gaining moans from him.

reaching behind him to untie the restraint, he looks up at you as soon as his hands are free. his eyes search into yours for permission, “can i-?” you nod at him before saying,

“fuck me jann, fuck me like you miss me”

he wastes no time flipping you over, taking the gt shirt off before pinning you down, earning a yelp from you. its now his turn to kiss at your neck, his kisses sloppy and wet. he’s sucking and biting at the skin that will surely leave marks. his hands roam uncontrollably all over your body, after being deprived of touching you. he wanted to touch you so bad but he patiently waited. he knows if he’s good you’re gonna award him. his patience earlier proved its worth now that he gets to fuck you. your arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer as his hand works the hem of his sweatpants. his thick hard cock grazes your pussy before slapping at his lower stomach. you look down at his happy trail below his navel, covered by the size of his length. his hot mouth is now settled on one of your tits, tongue lapping at the nipple before sucking at it. he greedily attempts on putting the whole of your breast into his mouth, covering them all with spit.

“fuck- mhmfh,, fuck” he curses as his hand strokes his throbbing wet cock, getting it ready for your pussy, momentarily pulling away from stuffing his face in between your breasts. he decides to tease you by rubbing his length betwen your folds, spreading your wetness all over it. he grabs his cock before tapping the tip on your clit, grinning at you as he does so. your faces inches away from each other, you could feel his hot breath fanning over your face. he has one elbow propped beside your face, his eyes eyes directly boring into yours. theres a slight glint in them, making you lose yourself in his eyes. he prods his cock at your entrance before bottoming out, earning a high pitched moan from you while he let out a low groan. he rests his head beside yours for a moment before looking at you for green light.

you reach up to kiss him as you nod. he winces at the tight fit of your pussy, the warmth engulfing him, making him lost in the pleasure. your pussy always feels so good for him, always a perfect fit for his thick cock. “ahh- mfhm,, so nice- s’warm”he says as he starts moving, it didn’t take long until he starts properly fucking you. moving his hips rapidly as the sound skin slapping and a mix of you and his moans fill the room. he whines as he feel his tip nudging your wet walls, making squelching sounds. he looks down at his cock splittling your pussy open, “fffuck-!” shaking his head, the view messing with his mind. it’s all so hot to him. as he feel your walls clench around him, his free hand reaches down to rub at your clit, occasionally pressing down to add onto the pressure. your fingers graze across his broad shoulders, your nails slightly digging into his skin earning a whimper from him. his head is resting at the crook of your neck, you can hear the small whimpers escaping his lips every now and then.

his cock buried deep, fucking into your pussy as you can feel his thrusts getting sloppier. he raises his head to start kissing at your tits again, before looking up at you, putting on his pleading eyes.

“what do you need baby ?”

“can i- fuck” he gets interrupted by your walls clenching around him

“can i cum on your tits-? these- these pretty tits,,” he mumbles the last bit of his sentences as he continues lapping at your nipples. throwing your head back, you almost can’t register what he’s saying from the pleasure as you just nod. he’s been so good, he deserves whatever he wants. you let out a dragged out whine as he pulls out, hands stroking his cock rapidly as he aims at your tits. you feel his warm seed landing on your breasts as you watch him shoot thick ropes of his cum onto you, some getting on your stomach. you reach your hand to your chest, collecting some of it before sucking your fingers clean.

he looks down at your body glistening with sweat and his cum, chest heaving trying to catch his breath. he runs his hand on his forehead, just below his new haircut. “fuck” he curses, before leaning down to kiss you, resting his forehead against yours. you let a smile rip on your face, before asking, “you okay ?” he nods, “never better” you let out a small laugh as he joins you

“i should get haircuts more often”

taglist: @june-ebgert @radioloom @fuckshitslover @szapizzapanda @themoonchildwhofell @love-me-pls @imjustheretoreadsmuthaha

[lvieee]

pictures and films | 沈泉锐

pairing : ricky x reader

genre : fluff

sypnosis : ricky does something different this time for your birthday

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MM/DD/YY

“today’s MM/DD/YY, y/n’s birthday. she’s at the restroom right now, and i’m going to be giving her this after we eat tho. she’s supposed to be here any minute-.” he says to the camera then getting interrupted by you coming back to the table.

“heyy” you say to the camera putting your arms around his neck. “why are you recording again” “just wanna document this”

“here are your menus, ring the bell when you’re ready to order.” the waiter say.

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“im so fullllll im going to explode” you say to the camera holding your stomach. “the steak was delicious” he says bringing the camera to the empty plates on the table.

placing the camera on the side of the table so it shows the both of you

he pulls out a book from his bag. “happy birthday.”

you take the book smiling, wondering what’s inside

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flipping through the other pages, some blank, so you two can add more for memories in the future. laughing and smiling nonstop you then reach the very last page of the book

“aahhh read that at homeee” he says his cheeks starting to heat up. “whyyy i wanna read it noww” you reply back. “fine”

tears starts to well up in your eyes, you can’t believe someone would put in this much effort for your birthday.

“that’s not all, i still have something to show you.”

pulling his laptop out, looking through his files. opening a video.

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11/29/21

"we're at the arcarde and she just made me switch with her cause she regrets not taking strawberry instead of vanilla" he says, zooming in the camera to the dessert infront of you "how's it?" he asks "10/10" you say smiling widely. he then brings the camera to him and shook his head.

12/1/21

"someone just got boba" he says while zooming into you about two meters away holding a large cup of bubble tea waving to the camera. "she's now running away from me now that she's got what she wants."

12/31/21

"we're here about to watch the countdown in like 5 more minutes." "she's afraid of fireworks" you hit him on the arm "hey im not" he then just shrugged.

02/03/22

"m taking over your camera from now on." you say while walking with him while he's hold the umbrella cause it's raining.

"we're supposed to go to the beach today but it's raining." he says pouting.

"and now we're going to his house" you say smiling to the camera

02/14/22

“its the 14th of february, valentines day. we’re going out to this restaurant later and i got her flowers.” he says showing the flowers while walking up to the front door of your house.

i’m here, u done? send

he was about to send you the message when the dokr suddenly opened revealing you "awwww you got me flowersss" you say in awe at how pretty the flowers are.

"happy valentines" he says handing you the bouquet of roses.

"heyy" you say waving to the camera. "where are you bringing me to?" you ask. "it's a surprise" he replies back

03/14/22

the camera pointing at you on the bus looking at the sunset outside the window. "look, it's so- you're recording again."

05/20/22

"it's someone's birthday today, i'm holding his camera and he's still sleeping, it's almost 10" you say to the camera trying to keep your voice low so you don't wake him up

opening the door, he suddenly wakes up from hos sleep "ahhhh got caught" you say to the camera pouting.

"happy birthday lovieee" you say throwing your arms around his neck. him rubbing his eyes, not saying anything his eyes trying to adjust to how bright the lights are.

putting the camera on top of the nightstand beside his bed

“wait lemme light up the candle” you say while trying to light up the candle on top of the cake you baked for him last night.

“aight make a wish” you say. smilling at you before putting his hands together and making a wish. he then opens his eyes and blows the candle.

you clap your hands, then taking frosting off the cake and smearing it on his nose. “happy birthday”

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“is this why you’re always documenting everything everytime we go out?” “well.. i just felt like recording it, i hadn’t thought of doing this back then.”

“do you like it?” he asks feeling kind of nervous cause he has never done this before.

“of course i do, the effort you put into making all this, i can’t imagine that.” you say. “anything for you.”

“happy birthday y/n”

[huckleberrykai]

okay HEAR ME OUT BEFORE U SAY ANYTHING OKIE?

meeting soobin at the gym

ITS NOT THAT REALISTIC BC HE HATES WORKING OUT AND STUFF BUT HEAR ME OUT

meeting him at the gym and seeing him train with taehyun but every so often he’s whining about wanting to go home and laying on the floor so dramatically saying he’s so tired. THAT IS. until he sees you walk in <3 perfect girl of his dreams and next thing you know terry’s in shock :O hyung i didnt know you could move like that AND ITS ALL BC HE WANTS TO IMPRESS YOU 😭😭😭😭

OH PLEASE THIS IS SO DUYGSKECN

sooby who gets DRAGGED to the gym by taehyun - something about him never getting out or training properly blah blah. soobin doesn't care, he's just praying the time flies so he can leave and get back to finishing his jjk marathon. and ur so right LOL he's absolutely sprawled on the floor and being dramatic jdsnkl

"but taehyunnnn my muscles are so sore.. please let me go homeee~"

then someone pops into his eyeliner above him~ "excuse me, are you okay? i need to use the machine behind you."

RUSHES to sit up because an actual angel just hovered over him trying to get to the treadmill behind him. "o-oh! i'm so sorry! i'll get out of your way!"

and when you smile and thank him, he's convinced he's just seen the prettiest smile in existence. he shuffles across the floor to allow you access to the treadmill and just... watches you. until taehyun yells at him to join him with the weights.

"oh hey taehyun!" you'd pant, mid-run. since you're both in there all the time you became gym friends! and soobin is immediately all >:(

"hi Y/N! i see you met my friend soobin already, we're gonna head over to the weights ☺️"

soobin is just like.. challenge accepted. taehyun is STRESSED when he sees soob running over to the weights that are directly in your eye line and tries to pick one up that is WAYYYY over what he can handle. it's almost endearing the way he tries so hard, and taehyun for one is proud of all of his sudden motivation 😌

its so obvious to you how hard he's trying, and how his eyes are glued to you whenever he accomplishes something, ears flaming red. when you decide to move off the treadmill to something else, you need some help so you ask taehyun to spot you as he usually does and- "oh i can help you Y/N!"

"soobin you've never even done that how the hell are you gonna help her?"

he's so embarrassed 😭 but it's okay because you thank him anyway and smile apologetically before letting taehyun help you. you watch him do all sorts of exercises with a pained expression and you can't help but laugh a little and send him encouraging comments - even when he tries to squat and loses his balance, landing flat on his butt.

when you leave, soobin is so sad - especially since taehyun wants to stay a little bit and they came together :( you politely bid them goodbye and soobin immediately starts complaining that he never told him his 'gym friend' was so beautiful hdjksl he just daydreams about you while laying on the floor tired until it's time to grab his bags and leave.

when they do though, soobin notices a little note stuck to his waterbottle~

soobin,

taehyun never said he had such a cute friend, i'm glad he dragged you along today. come back tomorrow and i could teach you how to squat without falling over this time >_<

p.s. i saw you staring at me the whole time~ text me and we can get coffee if you're interested :) xxxx - xxxx

-Y/N

he just about feels his heart beating out of his chest.. was it from you or from all the exercise? he'd have to find out :3

THIS BASICALLY TURNED INTO A DRABBLE LOL SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY MOON THIS IDEA IS SO CUTE I'M SO OBSESSED OOO UR BRAIN

[jaz-just-peachy]

"I CAN WHAT?!" ---The prequel ●Muzan x YN●

There has never been a case of a human being able to carry a demon's child. How would that even work? Would the child be a human or would it eat it's way through the mothers stomach into the cruel unforgiving world?

You were a beginner, a novice, not really well trained in the art of slaying demons. You didn't have a sad, sappy, pathetic backstory or motive like other slayers. You really were...just bored.

Selling your soul to a corporation run by a blind, deathly sick looking man sounded fun and mysterious. A great pass time while learning skills such as how to use a sword.

Your name is (Y/N) (L/N) and you were just an average water breather. Really, no one expected you to survive your first few missions. Not even the master. You were weak and the hashira saw absolutely no potential in you. Blunt I know.

You had a life outside of the corp. You didn't have a blood family but an amazing boyfriend named (Y/B/N) and his family meant everything to you. They really were just great people. They didn't deserve what happened to them.

You knocked on the front door of your boyfriend's house. 'Weird' you thought to yourself. He usually answers the door. Someone does anyway. You have never waited this long. Are they out? They would never leave without telling you.

You rummaged through your purse for the spare set of keys your boyfriend's mother had lent you. Smart woman. You unlocked the front door and walked in, making yourself at home. "I'M HOMEEE~" you shout in a sing song voice. "I would love for a loving boyfriend to come and shower me in kisses right now~".

No answer.

Tap Tap Tap

You stayed still. Still and quiet.

Tap Tap Tap Tap

A slow mind numbing tapping can be heard coming from all directions. You couldn't distinguish whether it was glass, wood, or plastic being knocked on. All so different yet so similar while in a state of panic.

The tapping noise started to fade as a new noise grew louder.

Thud Thud .... .... THUD THUD THUD THUD

Before you could even make sense of what was happening you felt sharp nails drag you to the ground as you were tackled by this...this...monster! Claws a bright yellow that contrasts the red liquid dripping from them and teeth, sharp, almost cat like. You could hear the sickening squelch as it's claws dug into your hip. Your once spotless clothing now tainted in your life essence.

Bile started to rise in your throat as the drool from this creature landed directly on your face. You try your best to dodge his saliva as it slowly drips, cold, onto you. With your eyes squinted you open one slightly to catch a glimpse of your attackers face.

(Y/B/N)

Your face drops as you recognize that face. It was your beloved boyfriend (Y/B/N) now nothing but a feral, drooling, mess. You look around hysterically trying to quickly find something else to focus your attention on. Then your attention was brought back to the...

Tap Tap Tap

Your head snaps back quickly to the source of the noise. Half way outside half way inside, the body of your ex future mother in law layed mangled on the window panes of the living room. The wind outside making her lifeless arm Tap Tap against the glass. Her stomach was torn open as she layed still. Barely recognizable.

You sob in disbelief as you try to fight back against your ex lover. His feral, hungry state making him grow stronger by the second. You knew tonight you were going to die by the hands of the man you once loved.

With every passing minute (Y/B/N) grew stronger and you...weaker. The noises that came from his mouth grew more inhumane as he got closer and closer to your neck. You close your eyes tight and brace yourself for the pain and inescapable death.

"GRRR EUGGHH"

(Y/B/N) hungry growing was brought to a sudden stop. His weight falling heavy on you. He was limp and not moving but you were too scared to open your eyes.

You felt a light breath on your temple as you layed tense on the wooden floor. The smell of blood and death hitting you finally. All at once. You felt yourself wretch at the smell. Again the breath game back. More like a sniff.

You open your eyes and the room was painted in a deep red. A shade of red that screams trouble, despair, and danger. That deep crimson red.

That's when you met the eyes of a tall, pale, sick looking an with that same shade deep in his eyes. You felt that nagging, foreboding feeling deep in your soul as you stared into his eyes and he stared back. Everything about this man screamed run.

"Interesting"

That is the last thing you heard before a sickening crack.

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🎀 🎀 🎀

Never wrote b4.

[lilquokka04]

🖤Mutual Masturbation🖤

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-warnings-smut, sub changbin, changbin calls reader noona once, cum eating?

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"I'm homeee."

Oops

You didn't realize it was already 5, glancing at the clock then looking down at yourself you shrugged.

Oh well, this'll be fun

Just as you slip two fingers back inside yourself, your boyfriend waltzes in, unsuspecting and in for a surprise.

"Noona are you in-" He stops in the doorway. "here."

Practically seeing the excitement in his eyes, you let out a chuckle that turns into a gasp as you tease the gummy part of your walls. His dick twitches in his pants and he scrambles towards the bed, eager to help you in some way.

Poor thing

Just as he cages your body in with his, lips hovering over your own, you speak.

"Stop."

Like the good boy he is, he does, hand resting on your stomach and lips centimeters from yours.

Grinning at how easily he obeys, you nod to the hand resting on your body.

"Hands off Bin."

Slowly, he removes his hand from your abdomen and rests it beside your head, letting out a high-pitched whine to let you know exactly how much he dislikes the command. The pout on his lips almost makes you kiss him but you resist, deciding to tease him further.

"Does my baby want to help me?"

His arms tremble as he eagerly nods, practically begging to be able to touch you.

Just to be extra mean, you pull your fingers out of your cunt and bring them to your lips, cleaning them with your tongue as you make eye contact with Changbin, watching as he practically drools for a taste.

"Touch yourself for me."

Hesitantly, he reaches for his zipper, freeing himself from his tight jeans, twitching as you stare at him. When you place two fingers on your clit he wraps his hand around his dick, starting with slow strokes but whimpering nonetheless.

You place a small kiss to his forehead, a reward for listening so well that he greatly appreciates.

He watches as your fingers speed up, causing his hand to do the same, tightening his grip as he gasps out, feeling more overwhelmed by the minute.

"B-Bin's good?" His watery eyes meet yours. "Binni's a good boy?"

His body is trembling as he struggles to hold himself up, not wanting to upset you in any way by accidentaly touching your body.

God, what did you do to deserve him

You bring your clean hand up to hold his face, wanting to give him some reassurance.

"Good boy." Your thumb wipes away a tear. "The best boy."

[captainsy-cookiemonster]

Follow-up ask for the raccoon bite headcanon

NSFW image under the cut😆

okay, i've let this cook for way too long 😂

silly something (smut but not really) under the cut. I haven't written in so long, this probably sucks😂😭

Continuation of this and this.

I'm so sorry 😂😂

Not beta’d, written at 10pm. If there are typos, just ignore them

*ding*

Mikey's phone goes off. He looks around the lecture hall, to see if anyone had heard the notification. No one was looking. Luckily.

Sweetcheeks: hey puppy🥰

When he doesn't answer, sends a picture, more specifically, a selfie of herself in a perfect black smokey eye.

Mike: babeee im in a lectureee

Sweetcheeks: 😈

Sweetcheeks: i have a surpriseee

Mike: caaan't. Important lecture...😩

But Mikey's girlfriend doesn't care. She sends another picture. Of herself. In black lace lingerie.

Sweetcheeks: come homeee

Mikey's face flushes. Blood rushing to two places. His face and well...

He packs up his things and hurries out the lecture hall. He walks across campus, almost running.

Sweetcheeks: im waiting😇

Mike starts walking even faster.

Finally, he reaches his dorm. He opens the door and enters... His childhood bedroom? Weird. But his brain doesn't get enough blood right now to think properly.

And there she is, lying on his bed.

"Hey, puppy," sweetcheeks beams at him.

Fuck, she looks so hot. In her makeup and that lingerie. He hadn't noticed it in the pictures, but she's also wearing a collar and cute little cat ears.

"You like it?" she asks innocently, almost pouting at him.

"I... Uhh..." Mike stammers, looking at his girlfriend. How'd she know he wanted her to dress up like that for ages?

She pats the bed, smiling and as if in a trance, he walks over.

He looks at her, almost drooling. Fuck, she looks so fucking hot. His cock twitches in his jeans when he sees the black tip of a tail peek out from behind her thigh.

She pats the bed again, and he sits next to her. Grinning, she starts crawling towards him, kissing him once she reaches him. She kisses her way down to his neck. Slowly, her kisses turn into little nibbles. She playfully bites his earlobe, and he grabs a handful of her ass. He takes hold of her tail and pulls it, just a little bit so he could see.

It's not fully black...

And her ears aren't cat ears, he notices...

Raccoon...

It's a raccoon tail plug.

"What's wrong, puppy?" she whispers sweetly. She smiles at him. He feels her hands on him still and looks down. They look like raccoon paws!

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Mike wakes up, bathed in sweat. Horrible, horrible nightmare. He looks around his bedroom. His childhood bedroom. Right... He was hole for summer break.

He sees sweetcheeks sleeping next to him on her side, facing away from him, wearing one of his old t-shirts. No lingerie in sight. But he has to be sure.

As quietly as he can, he searches his room for any suspicious boxes that could store this horrible costume. There's nothing in his closet. Nothing under his desk. Nothing in sweetcheeks' drawer in his dresser. Finally, he looks under the bed. He finds a box and opens it. The black plastic bag he finds inside looks suspicious, so he can't help but open it.

What he finds inside makes his blood run cold.

It's the ears, tail plug, along with the ears.

"Nooooooo!"

"Mike! Are you insane?! It's 3am!" sweetcheeks sleepily hisses from the bed, rubbing her eyes and glaring at her boyfriend. And snuggled in her arm is Bandit.

Bandit. Truly a bandit. Stole his girlfriend now. How he hated this trash panda.

Mikey screams again, waking the whole house.

[nick-bttm]

[Bea knocked on the door as she let herself in, laden with bags of shopping]

Nicholas! I'm homeee! Get your homo self over here, I'm gonna drop everything-

-@bea-bttm

[Nick stretched, almost cat-like, muttering quietly.]

Mm, you're so nice to me-

[He then spotted her, waking up quite quickly and jumping to help. He took some bags off her and sleepily kissed her cheek.]

Thank you, my darling- I truly don't tell you how wonderful you are often enough.

[happyanderes]

Just a little thing while I’m on my writers block

Kane was later than usual, you stare at the ticking clock, the book he got you for the day long finished. Perhaps it’s another “soul torturing” thing, but you are starving, and since you’re not allowed in the kitchen, lest you take a stab at something that will result in one of you being hurt.

It’s hot, humid even today, but again, when is hell not blazing and burning?

You adjust the sliding thin blanket around your shoulders, covering the revealing clothes he picked for you under, bite marks old and new decorate your skin, stinging a bit whenever you move.

The house is so quiet today, for Kane, no matter how long he has to go to work, he always comes back from time to time just to shower you in unwanted affection and perhaps a quick……you know. But you haven’t even caught a glimpse of him since you woke up today. With a sigh, you lay your chin on the counter, and raise your arms to hold the book in front of you. You suppose the third time's a charm.

As you open to the first page, the door bursts open, you almost fall off from the couch you are on from how hard you jumped, you look to the door, seeing the man himself standing there.

You didn’t move, instead you stare at him, and at what’s in his hands.

“Honey I’m homeee!” He says with that cheerful voice of his, your furrowed brows unravel as you climb down the couch.

“Where were you?” You mumble and stare at the bags he holds—which now you can see is food, all kinds of food, from north to south, from sour to sweet, you don’t think you can finish it all even with Kane’s help.

“Eh, here and there! Can’t celebrate our first month together without something special!” He says as he places the food on the coffee table before pulling you into his arms, cradling you with his body, his cold temperature is what you need in this literal hell, no matter how much you hate getting close to him, no matter what he did to you with his body.

He unravels a package of food, it looks strange, like a block of bread made into a little box with a lid on.

“It’s an eastern food, called a “coffin box”.” He says with a chuckle, as he cuts a piece out of it, you see the meat all cut up and cooked in a sauce, it looks strange, and smells a bit weird.

So you shut your lips tight.

“Oh come on, sweetie, you didn’t even try it!” He pokes at your lips with the food, not seeing how unwilling you are to eat it. But then there it is, he gives you that look, that look you’re conditioned to do as he says as soon as his brows drop and knit. You open your trembling lips and take the bite in your mouth.

……it’s actually not bad.

Kane chuckles and squeezes you in a hug. “You’re adorable, do you know that?” He whispers in your ear, his cold breath tickling your skin. He reaches towards your face and holds onto your chin, turning you to face him.

You look into his odd eyes, and the way they crinkle when you look into them, the way their heat contrasts with his ice cold body so strongly, a searing hot.

Slowly, he leans in, and you squeeze your eyes shut out of reflex. You were expecting an intense kiss, the ones he’d always give you. But this time, only a gentle lick on the corner of your mouth.

A soft hum can be heard, vibrating against your skin. “It certainly is good.” You open your eyes, and he has pulled away.

“What do you want next, sweetie?”

[gnrbitch]

Summer Break pt.10 - Hair of the Dog

Warnings: Mentions of smut, smoking, verbal arguments

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Day 11, 1986

"Where the fuck did you go" Slash said as Y/n entered the apartment, 30 minutes after she had walked out.

"Nowhere" The girl said, lying.

"You went with that fucken Fru guy didn't you?" Slash said, following Y/n as she walked towards their shared room.

Y/n rolled her eyes "Thats none of your business Slash"

Slash grabbed Y/n by her arm turning her to face him "You fucked him didn't you?"

Y/n scoffed "You're being ridiculous Slash"

"You fucken did" Slash looked at her angrily

"That's none of your business" Y/n said

"It kinda is when you were just about to fuck me" Slash scoffed at her "I didn't know you were such a whore"

Y/n's face dropped "Did you just call me a whore?"

"Yea, i did" Slash said with a smug look on his face

Y/n pulled away from him "You're such a fucken dick" "I didn't fuck him, and i'm sure as hell am not gonna fuck you"

"Yea, like I fucken believe that" Slash scoffed at her

"HEYYYY WE'RE HOMEEE" Duff said as he and Mandy walked through the door.

Looking at the sight before him, he put his hand on his hip "Were you guys fighting?"

"Just a little bickering maybe" Y/n said quickly, there was no point in lying if both her and Slash looked like they were ready to murder one another. "Nothing too serious"

Slash nodded his head, "Yea, I'll see you later guys" he said as he walked towards the front door.

"Where are you staying tonight?" Duff furrowed his eyebrows

"Goin to the hell house, forgot i told Steven i'd help him on a few drum parts" The curly head said as he opened the door, taking one last glance at Y/n as he rolled his eyes.

"What happened?" Duff said as he looked at Y/n "Slash seemed pretty upset"

"We just fought over a pack of cigarettes" Y/n shrugged "He must be going through some other shit"

"Right..." Duff said, looking at Mandy

"So what'd you guys do today?" Y/n quickly changed the subject.

"Just went out together, thought we could use a day to ourselves" Duff said.

"Thats cool" Y/n said

"Do you wanna watch a movie? I have some good horrors" Duff smiled at her.

Y/n returned the smile, "Yea, that sounds fun"

"I'll get some popcorn" Mandy smiled at the two, heading towards the kitchen.

"Don't burn it!" Duff called out to her as she made her way to their small kitchen. Mandy just stuck out her middle finger.

"Alright, what should we watch?" Duff said as he put down their movie options in between them (they're sitting on the couch now lol)

Y/n looked through the movies and held them up, "Clockwork Orange fucken truamatized me, so definitely not that one" She said as Duff laughed.

"What about Halloween?" Duff asked, holding the box up

"Eh too predictable" Y/n nodded her head

"Okay but when we went to go see it you almost cried!" Duff laughed

Y/n laughed along with him, "Duff I was eight!"

"Oh my god Duff we have to watch this one" Y/n said as she held up 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre'

"That one freaks me out" Duff said

"Comon, i've never watched it before!" Y/n pleaded

"Alright fine but if you end up wanting to sleep in my bed im gonna kill you" Duff laughed

"I was eight!" The girl reminded him

"Excuses Excuses" Duff tutted

Mandy came back with the bowl of popcorn, setting it on the table in front of them as Duff put in the movie into their VHS box.

Y/n payed attention to some of the movie, before her mind went back to what had happened earlier. Maybe she should've just made it clear to Slash that she didn't sleep with John. But she thought about how Slash was already barking at her once she stepped foot into the house-

"HOLY SHIT!" She heard Duff say, interrupting her thoughts.

Y/n laughed as she stared at the TV in front of her, being unable to put her attention back into the movie. What a fucken mess has this all been. She can’t just be on bad terms with Slash, she thought. She's always around him, and they might just kill each other. Then everyone’s gonna know what happened!

At some point during the movie, don't ask Y/n which one. The girl fell asleep. And Duff & Mandy left her there, on the couch.

Eleven pm, pt. 1 of Day 12

Y/n woke up to the sound of Duff and Mandy laughing about god knows what in the kitchen. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up.

Y/n walked into the kitchen, "See, I told you i wasn't gonna wanna sleep in your bed" She spoke in a raspy voice.

"Yea thats only cause you fell asleep through half of the movie!" Duff looked at her.

"Yea yea, god my fucken neck hurts" The dark haired girl said, hand on the back of her neck.

"Yeaaa that's on us, probably should've told you to go to your bed" Mandy said, sipping on her coffee

"You should've, it feels like I just slept on bricks" Y/n said as she tiredly walked towards the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, splashed her face with cold water, then headed to her room.

She changed into a simple outfit (her top is the picture at the bottom of the title, imagine whatever bottoms you want). As she was putting on mascara, Duff opened the door.

"Hey kid" He said leaning on the door

"Hey Duff, whats up?" she smiled at him through the broken mirror in front of her

"Nothing, I'm about to head into work" He said, pointing at his collared shirt

"Ou that sucks" The girl said

"Hell yea it does, what are your plans for today?" He asked her

"I'm not sure" The girl said "Might just chill today, maybe go for a walk later" She shrugged.

Duff nodded his head at her "Alright well just be safe, sorry i have to leave you alone again"

"It's alright, maybe we can hang out tomorrow" Y/n looked at him

"Tomorrows perfect, I have nothing in my schedule" He said

"Schedule, like if your some business man" Y/n laughed

"Hey I'll have you know I take my job at mcdonalds very seriously" Duff looked at her with a stern face, before they both bursted into laughter.

Mandy walked to Y/ns doorway and smiled at the two laughing, feeling bad that she had to cut this moment short.

Duff looked at Mandy, "Ready to go?" he asked, smile still on his face

"Yea i am, see you later Y/n!" Mandy said

Y/n waved at her "Bye Mandy"

Duff walked up to her and gave her a pat on the head, "I'll be back soon, be safe"

Y/n nodded her head, "You too, see you later, love you"

"Love you too Y/n" Duff smiled at her as he walked out the door.

Y/n walked around the house for a while, called all her friends back in Seattle for a while, which she immediately regretted because now she had a severe case of homesickness, and surprisingly, she even missed her mom.

She sighed to herself, bored of being alone when she finally decided where she was gonna go.

Y/n held the strap of her bag as she tried to remember the directions of this place. Speaking to herself as if that would help.

"Okay... i think i should take a left" she spoke to herself, looking at all the houses around her, trying to recognize the hell house.

She saw a house across the street from her with a many kegs outside and walked towards it, it didn't really take a genius to figure out some rockstars lived here.

And as Y/n walked through the front door, a girl was walking out. The girl broke her neck to take a good look at her. And Y/n hates to judge, but she was about 99.9 percent sure that, that girl was a prostitute.

She finally stepped into the house to find Izzy sitting on the couch, guitar in his hands.

"Hey Iz" The girl said

Izzy already had his eyebrows furrowed, asking himself what the fuck was Y/n doing here. "Hey Y/n" he said

"Where’s Slash?" The girl asked

Izzy shaked his head as he lazily pointed to a door.

"Thanks Izzy" The girl said as she walked into the room.

"The fuck are you doing here" Slash said as he laid on the bed, the blanket only covering his privates.

Y/n rolled her eyes, able to piece two and two together, Slash fucked that girl! "I'm just here to know if your still butthurt, but i can see you are"

Slash lit a cigarette up, "Well now you know, so you can get out of here"

"I didn't fuck John by the way" She said

"Like i care" Slash quickly responded

"Sure you don't, you're just the one who got soooo asshurt that you had to go fuck a hooker" Y/n crossed her arms

"Seems like now you're asshurt" Slash rolled his eyes

"Don't worry, I'm not worried about whatever loose pussy you're fucking" Y/n laughed in his face.

Slash got up, holding the blanket at his privates, cigarette in his mouth. "You better shut the fuck up Y/n"

"Or what- Okay no. Look lets just let this go alright?" Y/n said, trying to just end this stupid fight.

"No no i don't have to let shit go" Slash said, removing the cigarette from his mouth.

"See thats your fucken issue! You could never let shit go!" Y/n said, annoyed.

"No this is your fault! You left me there like some fucken idiot!" Slash raised his voice.

"Okay shit Im sorry dude!" Y/n began to raise her voice also, she was becoming threatened by Slash, "I just had to get some shit sorted out!"

"Oh yea okay, like fucking him!" Slash responded

Y/n threw her hands in the air "I didn't fuck him!", "Why don't you believe me!"

"How do you expect me to! You're a fucken slut who likes to throw herself to everyone who just looks at her" Slash yelled, immediately regretting the words that came out of his mouth.

Y/n disgustingly looked at him up and down, "You’re one to fucken talk" She scoffed as she opened the door, walking out of the room and walking out of this stupid fucken house.

"Bye Iz" She said as she was leaving, hearing Slash calling out for her.

"What the fuck did you guys do?" Izzy looked at Slash, who had guilt written all over his face.

Y/n scoffed to herself as she walked back home, tears threatening to leave her eyes, what the fuck did Slash know? He didn't know jackshit about her!

The girl eventually made her way back to Duff's place, sitting on her bed as she considered calling John and telling him what had happened, since she had confessed to him what happened at the night of the party, buttt she did leave out the part where he interrupted her and Slash's make out session. So she eventually decided against calling him.

Smoking a cigarette, the phone rang. She got up to answer, praying that it wasn't Slash.

"Hello?"

"Hey Y/n!" She heard John at the other end of the phone.

"Hey Fru" She smiled at his voice

"Y/n i have a invitation for you" John said

"Invitation?" The girl questioned

"Yea, invitation. Do you wanna go to a party with me?"

"Where is this party?" The girl asked.

"Somewhere around here, pleaseeeee go with me" John begged

"Okay okay, I was gonna say yes anyways, what time?" The girl asked

"I'll pick you up at eleven" He said

"Alright, is it cool if i tell Duff im sleeping over at yours?" The girl said, Duff wouldn't have an issue if was just sleeping over, she thought.

"Yea thats cool, see you later alligator" He said, and Y/n could just feel him smiling at the other end.

"In a while, crocodile" She said, cringing at herself.

"HA! i knew you would break one day" John laughed

"Shut up Fru" Y/n smiled as she hung up the phone.

This probably wasn't a good idea, but fuck it.

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YASSS gonna have the next chapter up as soon as I can, hope you guys enjoyed!!!

xxxgnrbitch

Tagged: @hoodiesandicedcoffee

[kypot]

Kyle walks into the kitchen making his way to the high cabinet above the refrigerator.

“Ik mom hid you again sweety im here to save you” he hums grabbing the stool that sat next to the dish towel drawer.

Kyle placed the stool straight below the cabinet lining it up symmetrically. He crawled on top of it while reaching his grimy hands for the handle.

“I’m still to short dammit Shelia”

Kyle hops off the stool while sighing. He waddles back a few steps than begins to sprint into the foot latter thingy. He jumps with all is might reaching the door with only his boney pinky finger.

The red head swings the cupboard open in anticipation almost foaming at the mouth from what was inside.

“My teapot ☺️😈”

Kyle snatches them from the cabinet and cradles it close in his arms.

“You must’ve been so frightened you will be okay now”

*Door knob moving and door opening sounds*

“Bubbla I’m homeee”

“Aw fuck”

Kyle quicky sprints through the kitchen yanks open the basement door and cowers down the steps secretly with his true love in hand.

Kyle sits down in the corner facing away from the stair case and began to sing mitski while sobbing quietly.

“I wish people would understand teapot”

“I really wish…”

He then strokes the ceramic kettle softly tear drops landing on its face.

“I love you teapot”

Kyle then reaches his head down and gently kisses them.

“KYLE WTF‼️‼️‼️‼️”

“MOM YOU WOULDNT UNDERSTAND.”

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2 second made kypot story cuz everyone needed this 😋😋😋

Everyone is teapotphobic round these parts 😒😞🙄😤

Poopy whoop 👊🥺

[firemenenthusiast]

—“let it grow”

jann mardenborough x fem! reader

summary: nothing left to do when jann finally gets a new haircut except going absolutely feral

content warnings: 18+, smut, porn with plot, fluff, sub! jann, soft jann, whiny whimpery jann, restraint (?) jann being tied up, oral fixation, p in v (wrap it bro), f! masturbation (reader putting on a show for jann), cum eating, cumshots, pussy job, slight size kink

a/n: @imjustheretoreadsmuthaha had me promise to write some smut so yall have them to thank

looking at the last couple of years it can be said that there’s a surge in the sport’s popularity. not that it wasn’t ever popular but recently there are newcomers to the car racing fanclub. it attracts new big companies to invest and offer sponsorships to the label making jann busier than ever.

-especially it being almost the starting of a new season and all. sometimes he’s too caught up with work that you cant help but feeling left behind. he’d be out at the most random times of the day sometimes even when you’re getting ready for bed. that’s the norm you have to accept knowing your boyfriend does not have a fixed working schedule. when danny manages to slide them in for a meeting with a new client, he needs to be there. he’s become too busy that he doesn’t even have time to get his hair cut. his adorable undercut has now fully grown to the same length of the rest of his hair.

you dont really mind his grown hair because you get to enjoy watching him getting ready, putting products into his curls. one of the things you find him adorable for is the fact that he takes good care of his hair so eventho its grown, he keeps it neat and healthy. you can sit and watch him for hours on end, especially after he had left for a particularly long period where he doesn’t really have time for all the products. so when he comes home, you both will spend the free time just talking and enjoying each other’s presence while he grooms himself. sometimes you’d even help getting the back of his hair where he couldn’t see or reach. or when he got tired from doing the rest

“but its getting too long babe, i need to keep it short for the balaclava” he defends himself. he’s been complaining about how his hair’s getting into his face when he wears the helmet and how uncomfortable its becoming. you pout at his reasoning, not wanting him to cut his hair. “nooo please keep ittt,, you’ve never let it grow ever. plus you look-“ you trail off from your sentence, turning your head to a different direction. too shy to admit it. he searches into your face, raising his arms. “i look…?” you turn your head even further as he follows, chasing your face. “-hot.” you say under your breath. his cheeks heat up at your words before deciding to tease you

“come again ?”

“no”

he let out a laugh as he pulls you in for a back hug, his large arms squeezing your sides. he rests his head on top of yours, swaying the both of you. “im sorry baby but i need to, okay?” you purse your lips shut, pouting. you keep quiet as you give him a look. “i’ll take that as a yes ?” he quickly give you a kiss before planting a peck on your forehead, reaching for his jacket from the couch. standing beside the doorframe, you watch him as he gets into his porsche. you wave at him, smiling as he drives off, thinking about how he’s probably gonna get a haircut.

his first race of the season is this weekend so you have to leave for the airport tomorrow. as you’re packing his and your stuff into the luggage your hear the front door being unlocked. he’s back. you continue arranging the clothes so they can all fit, subconsciously anticipating for the suprise of seeing his new haircut. you hear him calling for you from downstairs before his voice’s getting nearer. the door to your bedroom swings open to reveal an excited, jumpy jann with a huge smile across his face. “honey, im homeee” he jokes, acting like a husband who just got back from his 9-5 job. this is the jann you’d get called a liar for when telling his team about his behaviour. they dont believe that he actually acts like this around you. but jack does, he knows how jann actually is. you turn to face him as you’re being met with the fresh haircut, making him almost unrecognizable. it reminds you of when you first met him years ago. when he just got into racing, back when he was so shy to people and to you. especially you. if you could comically describe the feeling you’re feeling rn, it is as if your heart just got shot by cupids arrow. awestruck. it’s like having a crush on him for the second time. not like you’re not crushing on him every other day but the haircut makes you want to do things to him. you feel heat creeping across your cheek before rushing to your core.

seeing you quiet and not returning any reaction panics him. every possible scenario of you breaking up with him because of that haircut plays into his mind. “baby..?” he steps closer, slowly walking towards you. “hey look, if you dont like it i can- um, i can wear my durag all the time. you like it when i do, right ?” he offers, him internally panicking shows the most adorable side of him. not in a million years does he want to do anything you dont like. you get up from the floor just as you finish up on packing. “lemme- let me get that,,” he quickly reach for the luggage to help you zip them up. you walk to your bed, footsteps heavy as he follows from behind like a lost puppy. he’s worrying hard that you’re being quiet. as you lay your butt on the soft material he kneels before you, looking up at you with eyes filled with panic and worry. “please say something baby” you look down at him rubbing at your legs before reaching down to cup his face, smoothing over his also newly shaved skin. gosh he looks so cute

you trail your fingers from his cheek to his mouth, feeling his plump lips before pushing your fingers past them. he closes his lips around your fingers, sucking at them as you push down on his tongue. “you’re funny, jann” he blinks, listening attentively before you continue,

“you’re funny if you think you can look like this and expect me to not fuck you”

he shakes his head thinking you’d want him to deny it. your pull your fingers out, strings of saliva attached to it as you wipe it on his cheek. you tsk at him being silent. “do you remember when we first started dating ?” a smile creeps onto his face as the memories slip into his mind. he nods. “-you looked exactly like you do right now.” his smile grows wider. a lot about him has changed but one thing that wont, is how he’s willing to let you fuck him dumb anytime. especially when he deserves it. wasting no time, you lean down to crash your lips onto his as you fingers rake up the fresh undercut he just got. a shiver goes down his spine feeling the tips of your fingers graze the back of his head before they pull at the strands at the top. your noses bump against each other as you suck on his bottom lips hungrily. the haircut’s really making you go feral.

you get up from the bed ushering him to do the same. the kiss got interrupted for a second before you pull him down by his crewneck, making him lean down. he returns your kiss sloppily, spit getting smeared all over your mouths before you pull away to take a breath. his mouth chases yours, not wanting to stop kissing your lips ever if he could. he begins to suck at your tongue as his lips continue lapping at yours like a starved animal. just as you pull away he let out a whine in protest. his eyes droopy, lips shiny as he steps back, obeying your hand on his chest before you push him onto the bed. as soon as he’s settled he’s quick to take off his sweater earning a giggle from you. as his hand move to reach the hem of his sweatpants next you stop him, “ah-ah” while grabbing his hand. he smiles sheepishly as he obeys, settling his hands on his sides instead. you get off the bed to pick up something off the floor hidden by the luggage, holding it carefully to not let jann see what it is. you climb back onto the bed, straddling him before you grind teasingly against his prominent bulge. he lets out a soft moan thinking you’re gonna make him cum soon. you chuckle at his response before grabbing both his hands and bringing them to his back before tying them together with his tie that you just picked off the floor. you didn’t tie it tight but he knows not to break the knot. he’s learned his lesson the hard way. you climb off the bed before taking off all your clothes at the edge of it, making sure he’s watching

“my sweet jann, i always miss you dearly when you’re busy” you tell him dramatically. its true tho, you do. he watches your ass bounce closely as you’re walking towards the wardrobe, glancing at him behind your shoulder. you search into the wardrobe before reaching just the thing you need before slipping it through your head. his gt academy t-shirt. the size of the shirt is just enough to slightly cover your bare pussy. you turn to look at him as he throws his head back, cursing under his breath. “fuck- is that..?” he blinks a few times, making sure he’s seeing the right thing

“yes” you confirm, before continuing

“it gets lonely, so this shirt will have to do” you say as you take a deep whiff of the scent on his shirt.

his chest is heaving hard, nervous as to find out what you’re planning on doing

“you wanna know what i do when you’re not there to help me ?” he watches closely as you walk towards the edge of the bed, climbing onto it. you start roaming your hands across your stomach before reaching up, the shirt caught together with your arm as you play with your nipples. starting off slow, you graze your nails across them before groping at your tits, putting on a show for him. you notice his cock twitching in his pants, forming a small dark patch at the tip. his mouth is slightly agape as his eyebrows furrow. “oh- fuck” he throws his head back, barely able to handle seeing you like this.

“its nothing compared to your fingers but-“ you sigh, purposely not finishing the sentence as you start rubbing your clit slowly. you look down, your fingers collecting the wetness as you spread your folds. you inch your knees forward closer to him, to really let him have a good look. “m’so wet for you jann,,” you tease, as he licks his lips, not knowing to look at your face or your hand while you play with your clit. as you start rubbing your fingers through your folds he shuts his eyes closed. he swears he almost came when you start letting out noises, the pretty little noises that could be the death of him.

fucking yourself on your fingers while wearing his shirt infront of him, you let out a moan as you call out his name in a high pitched whine. your fingers move rapidly as you feel your orgasm approaching. “m’so close jann, fuck-“ you manage to let out before the waves come crashing down, your knees growing weak. jann struggles to hold himself back from coming undone in his pants while he forces his hips down from buckling upwards. “please…,,you’re gonna-” he starts to plead before you shut him up by stuffing your fingers that were collecting your cum into his mouth. he hums at the taste, closing his eyes savouring it. you feel his tongue swirl around your fingers before you pull them out. “good boy” more precum seeps out of his hard cock as he feels himself growing harder. you lean in to kiss him, your fingers sprawled across the side of his face. he tries to prop himself up better so he can return your kiss harder but fails. trailing your kisses from his mouth to his neck, you make sure to bite and suck at the skin, gaining moans from him.

reaching behind him to untie the restraint, he looks up at you as soon as his hands are free. his eyes search into yours for permission, “can i-?” you nod at him before saying,

“fuck me jann, fuck me like you miss me”

he wastes no time flipping you over, taking the gt shirt off before pinning you down, earning a yelp from you. its now his turn to kiss at your neck, his kisses sloppy and wet. he’s sucking and biting at the skin that will surely leave marks. his hands roam uncontrollably all over your body, after being deprived of touching you. he wanted to touch you so bad but he patiently waited. he knows if he’s good you’re gonna award him. his patience earlier proved its worth now that he gets to fuck you. your arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer as his hand works the hem of his sweatpants. his thick hard cock grazes your pussy before slapping at his lower stomach. you look down at his happy trail below his navel, covered by the size of his length. his hot mouth is now settled on one of your tits, tongue lapping at the nipple before sucking at it. he greedily attempts on putting the whole of your breast into his mouth, covering them all with spit.

“fuck- mhmfh,, fuck” he curses as his hand strokes his throbbing wet cock, getting it ready for your pussy, momentarily pulling away from stuffing his face in between your breasts. he decides to tease you by rubbing his length betwen your folds, spreading your wetness all over it. he grabs his cock before tapping the tip on your clit, grinning at you as he does so. your faces inches away from each other, you could feel his hot breath fanning over your face. he has one elbow propped beside your face, his eyes eyes directly boring into yours. theres a slight glint in them, making you lose yourself in his eyes. he prods his cock at your entrance before bottoming out, earning a high pitched moan from you while he let out a low groan. he rests his head beside yours for a moment before looking at you for green light.

you reach up to kiss him as you nod. he winces at the tight fit of your pussy, the warmth engulfing him, making him lost in the pleasure. your pussy always feels so good for him, always a perfect fit for his thick cock. “ahh- mfhm,, so nice- s’warm”he says as he starts moving, it didn’t take long until he starts properly fucking you. moving his hips rapidly as the sound skin slapping and a mix of you and his moans fill the room. he whines as he feel his tip nudging your wet walls, making squelching sounds. he looks down at his cock splittling your pussy open, “fffuck-!” shaking his head, the view messing with his mind. it’s all so hot to him. as he feel your walls clench around him, his free hand reaches down to rub at your clit, occasionally pressing down to add onto the pressure. your fingers graze across his broad shoulders, your nails slightly digging into his skin earning a whimper from him. his head is resting at the crook of your neck, you can hear the small whimpers escaping his lips every now and then.

his cock buried deep, fucking into your pussy as you can feel his thrusts getting sloppier. he raises his head to start kissing at your tits again, before looking up at you, putting on his pleading eyes.

“what do you need baby ?”

“can i- fuck” he gets interrupted by your walls clenching around him

“can i cum on your tits-? these- these pretty tits,,” he mumbles the last bit of his sentences as he continues lapping at your nipples. throwing your head back, you almost can’t register what he’s saying from the pleasure as you just nod. he’s been so good, he deserves whatever he wants. you let out a dragged out whine as he pulls out, hands stroking his cock rapidly as he aims at your tits. you feel his warm seed landing on your breasts as you watch him shoot thick ropes of his cum onto you, some getting on your stomach. you reach your hand to your chest, collecting some of it before sucking your fingers clean.

he looks down at your body glistening with sweat and his cum, chest heaving trying to catch his breath. he runs his hand on his forehead, just below his new haircut. “fuck” he curses, before leaning down to kiss you, resting his forehead against yours. you let a smile rip on your face, before asking, “you okay ?” he nods, “never better” you let out a small laugh as he joins you

“i should get haircuts more often”

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