#I CANT HELP BUT LAUGH SO HARD AT IT WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY. YOURE BRINGING THIS OUT NOW?

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LITTLE SECRET | spiderman!jungwon

pairing: spiderman!jungwon x fem!reader

synopsis: where the charming college heartthrob yang jungwon has a couple more secrets than you might’ve thought.

warnings: use of alcohol, cursing, suggestive

words: 6.5k

a/n: happy new year!! this took way longer than i expected, i hope you’re as obsessed with the idea of spidey jungwon as much as me hehe.

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“Okay, fuck, marry or kill between Thor, Iron man and… Captain America, who do you choose?” You laugh hearing your friend’s nonsense. Not even a couple of drinks in and everyone is already tipsy enough to make stupid questions like that. Still, Yunah seems so proud of starting this game that you cant really blame her.

“Oh damn, that’s hard.” Yunjin says, taking a couple of minutes to think about the answer. You like night like this, Heeseung’s small apartment is perfect for your group’s gatherings, there’s not many of you anyway, and you enjoy the company of your friends and the slight bitter taste of alcohol while you play.

“I guess i’d kill Iron man, fuck thor and marry cap?” Yunjin’s answer makes both Jay and Jake stand up. “oh hell no, team iron man forever.” You laugh again, and rest your back against the window, drink in your hands. There’s something so comforting about these little things that you cant help but be happy even hearing them get into stupid arguments like that. “Whatever! Whatever, Y/n, what do you think?”

You raise your eyebrows, not expecting to be the next one. You raise your eyes to the ceiling, trying your best to think about the options and the words to say to not let anyone jump at you. “Well, i guess i’d marry Thor? Fuck Iron man and kill Captain America.” “Wow. You’re a disappointment, just as i thought.” You roll your eyes jokingly before taking another sip out of your drink, a smirk on your lips while once again everyone starts to argue about team cap or team iron man.

You dont join in on that, Jake is loud enough to compensate for it, and to be completely honest, the alcohol does makes you too dizzy to keep up. You look around, mostly paying attention to the beanbag where Yunah is sitting on, since you want to steal that so damn bad. Yunjin, Jay and Jake are all standing up, hands moving and their voices getting higher each time someone says something even more stupid. Heeseung should be in the kitchen with Jungwon, probably making more drinks, even if we already had way too many.

Speaking of which, you notice Jungwon coming in the living room, a little smile on his lips as he hears the conversation, a tray full of snacks and drinks in his hand. He puts it down on the coffee table and your eyes meet for a single second, you smile at him, as if thanking him for the snacks. “What about spiderman?” He asks the group, and everyone is silent at that, all the attention towards the blonde boy.

You barely register what he says, too focused on looking at him and admiring him to really pay attention. How long have you had a crush on him? Technically, its only been a couple of years, but because of the blip you do really feel like he’s had you in a chokehold for centuries. And ever since he dyed his hair blonde you cant really stop looking at him, he looks ethereal, he looks like a doll, and from this side you can clearly see the perfect outline of his nose and-

“Y/n? Earth calls y/n are you here?” You blink a couple of times, your ears probably becoming red at the realization that everyone in the room saw you staring at Jungwon so much you couldn’t even hear what they said. “Yes? What? I’m sorry I- Yeah, you were saying?” This is embarrassing, but its not like its the first time this happens either. “We were talking about spiderman, and you’re the only one who saw him, so what do you think of him?”

You furrow your brows, trying to recall the last time you saw the hero they’re talking about. Its not like you talked to him, but if it wasnt for spiderman, a whole house would’ve collapsed on you and you surely wouldn’t be here to tell this story again. Its been a couple of months since that accident, and you can only remember the feeling of his broad shoulders covering you and that familiar scent that you still haven’t been able to connect to something. “He’s… cool i guess? I’d still choose Thor over him though.”

Jungwon laughs at your words and looks at your way before sitting on the couch, and thats enough to make your heart flutter again. You try to not look too long, not wanting to repeat that embarrassing moment just a second ago, but your chest really is about to explode. “I guess its hard to beat a god, uh?” You shrug your shoulders, to be completely fair, you’re not a fan of heroes as much as your friends are so all of this talk to you is just boring talk.

Later into the night you’re sitting on Heeseung’s bed, your back on the headboard. The apartment isnt too big, he does indeed have his bed in the living room, but to you that’s what makes it cozy. Jay is sleeping on the beanbag, Jake and Heeseung are playing some kind of game you dont know meanwhile Yunah and Yunjin left not too long ago, the only reason you’re still here is because Jay is supposed to be your ride home, but you dont know how possible that’s going to be now.

Jungwon notices you and sits next to you with his usual smile, a little too close. Your shoulders brush, making you stiffen for a second. You have to remind yourself that Jungwon and you have been friends long before you developed this absurd crush on him, he’s easy to talk to, there’s no reason to get so nervous around him, and so you relax, just a little. “So… you dont like spiderman?” You giggle at that, lately Jungwon has been obsessed with that guy, he keeps bringing him up, as if he knows him personally.

“That’s not what I said.” You turn your head just to look at him, regretting it almost immediately. He’s really close and you didn’t even realize how you’re basically whispering, as if the other three can even hear you. “Yeah but you still choose Thor! Isnt he like… a thousand years old?” You look at him with your eyebrows raised, you can smell the littlest tint of alcohol in him, he doesn't look drunk, but he’s definitely tipsy enough to continue this conversation.

“Jungwon, if I didn’t know you, I would think you either have a crush on spiderman or you’re trying to set me up with him.” He laughs at your words, and you can't help but smile even more, your heart fluttering looking at his face, the way dimples show up on his cheeks and his chuckles are so crystal clear in your head. “Eh, maybe you just don't know me enough.” You grimace at that, your nose scrunching up, making him smile again.

To be completely honest, it does feel like that sometimes. You and Jungwon have been friends for a while, but lately… He’s been acting weird, as if something happened to him that transformed him into a completely different person, or maybe he just has more secrets than you think. You look at Jay, still soundly sleeping on the beanbag. Its so late into the night, and you do have a couple of projects to work on tomorrow, so you better walk back home if you want to be productive.

You get up and start picking your things up; Jungwon furrows his brows at that, before putting two and two together and realizing that you’re going home. “Hey. Isnt Jay your ride home?” You shrug, you really dont have time to wait for him to wake and sober up. “I dont live too far, i’ll just walk back home.” “I’ll go with you.” You raise your head at that, your heart beating so hard it might explode any minute. Did Yang Jungwon just offer to walk you home?

“There’s really no need to-“ But before you can even finish your sentence, Jungwon is putting his coat on and your cheeks become red, this is really happening. “Its three in the morning; i’m not letting you go alone.” You have to bite your inner cheeks to not smile too hard. You just nod at him and then finally get ready to go, you say bye to Heeseung and Jake before walking out.

You totally get why Jungwon is so well liked; he’s kind, funny, caring, and so handsome. It’d be weird not to. He walks on your right, as if to keep you protected from the few cars strolling around at this hour, and he’s so close to you that your shoulders and hands keep brushing against each other’s. It's cold outside, being January, and what you’re wearing isn't doing much to help you, but he’s already doing a lot, so you can't find it in yourself to ask him for his jacket.

Your house isnt too far, you had simply asked Jay because you know better than walk back home alone and drunk at night, and you’re glad Jungwon thinks the same as you. “I’m glad you’re back.” You say, getting surprised at your own words. Jungwon had been away for that Stark project for geniuses or whatever that was, and you could totally feel his absence. “I wasnt gone for long, though.”

You giggle quietly, definitely embarrassed now. “Guess i just like having you around then.” He looks at you as he smiles. Yunah and Yunjin have been telling you for weeks, they think that Jungwon might reciprocate your crush, but you’re not too sure about it. Him staying for so long during hangouts is a rare occasion, usually he finds some excuse to leave early or he just doesnt show up at all.

You reach your house and stop right in front of your door, Jungwon looks at you while you search for your keys inside your bag. You giggle when you find them, embarrassed by how long that took and, before opening the entrance, you look at him again, a gulp in your throat. You hesitate, your fingers tightening around the key in your hand. Should you just ask him to come in? Would that be too bold or… you know what, fuck it.

“Do you… want to come in? Its late and you live pretty far..” You bite your lips, hoping that doesnt sound too straightforward. Does it sound like you’re begging him to stay? Jungwon eyes seem to light up for a second, he’s about to speak when he suddenly stops, as if distracted by something. He looks at you again, this time he seems guilty. “I- I’d love that Y/n but i really have to go now..”

Your mouth opens to form a little ‘o,’ but you try to hide the disappointment with a smile on your face, you nervously put a strand of hair behind your ear, and the more you look at him the more he looks like he’s in a rush. Oh, he must really hate your idea. “Yeah! No, of course, sure! You must have a lot of things to do at 3 AM." You want to slap yourself at your own words. He gets closer to you and for a second you think he’s about to kiss you or hug you, but instead he just opens the door for you. “Go inside, its getting cold.”

As if the disappointment and embarrassment from last night wasnt enough, its like luck wasnt on your side either. You just wanted to hide and never look at Jungwon in the face ever again after yesterday, but of course the universe had another plan. You look down as the professor tells you that you have to find a tutor for maths and physics if you want to pass his exam. “Honestly, Y/n. This exam is really important for your career, i can help you find a good tutor like…” The professor looks behind you and points his finger towards a student, and you dont really have the courage to look back and see who it is.

“Oh! perfect timing. Come here, Jungwon!” Your eyes widen when you hear that name and you turn to look at the guy. Jungwon walks towards you and the professor with a gentle smile on his face, his hair is a bit of a mess and you notice he’s not wearing his backpack. You furrow your brows, he looks like he just finished a marathon. “Jungwon is the best of the class, i’m sure he can help you, right?”

Jungwon looks confused now, the professor gets next to him and pats his back, you honestly just want to hide, he doesnt look too happy with the idea of being your tutor and you just hope that the reason is not because of you trying to flirt with him last night. Before he can say no, you jump into the discussion. “I- I’m sure Jungwon is busy with that Stark stuff, i can find someone else its really not a big deal.”

“No! No i can do it! I can be your tutor, yeah..” This is awkward, definitely more than you could’ve imagined. You and Jungwon just look at each other and the tension in the room is so dense that you could probably cut it with a knife. The professor laughs and pats both your and Jungwon’s back lightly. “Sure, you figure it out! Just make sure you’re ready for the exam, Y/n.” And that said he takes his stuff and says bye, leaving the both of you alone in the class.

“You dont have to do it..” You say, after a couple of seconds of silence. You’re putting your things back in your bag, trying really hard to not just look too much at him, fearing of the reaction your heart might get from that. “No, no, i really want to. And honestly, there’s not really anyone better than me so..” He chuckles at his own words, but you just crack a little smile, closing your bag before looking back at him. “Let’s do at five today? in the library.”

You’re pleasantly surprised by his willingness to actually help you. You nod at his words, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear, your bag on your shoulder. “Sure. Thank you, Jungwon.” He takes a couple more seconds to just look at you, and you start to feel almost self conscious at that. Maybe you got something in your hair? Something stuck on your teeth? Or even worse maybe you just smell bad and the perfume you’re wearing didn’t cover it up, or-

Before you can keep on overthinking about your appearance, Jungwon just ruffles your hair, a smile on his face as he does that and right now you can only hope and pray that your cheeks are staying a normal color, because you definitely feel hot as hell right now. “See you later, Pretty.” Pretty. He called you pretty. Wait, did he really just do that? You don’t even have the time to realize what just happened that he’s gone. Leaving you alone and on fire in this cold class.

You spend the rest of the day just waiting, and waiting, and waiting for five to come, you even got back home just to change into some cuter clothes. You dont want to make it look like you’re doing too much, its Jungwon after all, it would be weird. So a pair of wide leg jeans and a black top is cute enough. You arrive at the library five minutes early, just to make sure you can get a nice spot and take your things out before he arrives. But he doesn’t.

You know Jungwon, he does have a problem with timing, so you wait. The first fifteen minutes you dont think much of it, he’s always late after all. Then half an hour passes and you actually start to get angry, its already dark outside and you dont intend to wait for him all evening. But you do that anyway.

The initial anger transforms into worry when you overhear a couple of girls talking about how Spiderman was just seen fighting a bunch of criminals off, maybe he got involved in the fight? But thats really not something Jungwon would do. After an hour and a half of waiting you actually feel sad. He either forgot or didn’t care at this point. He didnt reply to your worried texts, nor did he call to tell you he was busy with something else.

You couldnt even concentrate on the physics book, too worried and sad to really be thinking about whatever is written there. Two hours pass, and the library is about to close so you just pack your things back and decide to walk back home, headphones in, and really, the last thing you want right now is sabrina carpenter in your ears singing about getting dicked down, but thats all your spotify wants you to listen apparently.

As if your day couldnt get worse, it starts raining, and the only thing covering you is the hood of the jacket you’re wearing, of course you left your umbrella home, you were so busy thinking about getting cute for Jungwon that you didnt even think about the important stuff. You sniffle with your nose at the thought of it, not really wanting to cry about something so stupid, but at the same time your throat is starting to hurt, and its already raining, so you might as well.

You’re close to your house when suddenly you cant feel the rain anymore, and for a second you actually think it stopped raining, but when you look up you only find an umbrella over your head. Your eyes widen in surprise, and when you turn to see who is holding it, you dont know if you want to keep crying or run as fast as you can.

Jungwon is now behind you, holding the umbrella for you while getting drenched under the rain himself. You dont know what to say, or how to react. All you know is that you feel sad and disappointed and so, so angry at him for wasting your time and making you believe that he actually cared for you enough to help for the exam.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry i swear i didn’t forget i just- i got a call from Stark for that project and I-“ Your brows are furrowed in annoyance, your head shaking and saying no as he keeps on talking and saying excuses. You’re not one to get mad easily, you’re usually pretty chill, and rarely things get under your skin, but right now you really want to just smash his head somewhere. “You could’ve called. Or replied to my dms.”

He’s panting, he must’ve run a lot, and he keeps getting wetter and wetter. Part of you wants to invite him in and give him something to dry his hair out, but you mostly want to take a bit of revenge in a way, and if its by giving him a common cold, then so be it. “We.. we cant keep our phones there, for privacy reasons- Mr. Stark doesn’t-“ “I dont give a fuck about Stark and your fuckass project!”

You manage to surprise yourself by shouting at him that way, you’re just so pissed off. It would’ve been better for the both of you if he hadn’t shown up, at least you would’ve cried yourself to sleep only to act like nothing happened, but seeing him, hearing his excuses that you’ve heard already thousands of times, whenever he missed the group hang outs or class. But this time its different.

“I told the professor you were busy, but you insisted to be my tutor anyway. This exam is so important to me but you just cant understand! Jungwon, not everyone is a damn genius like you, not everyone has fucking Tony Stark making projects and shit for him, i needed help today but you decided to just waste my time.”

Jungwon remains still, looking at you in shock, he’s never seen you this angry, he didnt even know it was possible for you to crash out this way. Suddenly his throat is dry and he doesnt know what to say, meanwhile you are fighting your own tears from falling. You feel guilty, in a way, you dont like getting mad and you definitely dont like the fact that it was Jungwon the one to see you this way. You hate it, how you cant still be fully mad at him because of how much you like him, his big dark eyes looking at you as if you just broke his heart. You take a deep breath in, and right now you dont know if you’re shaking because of the cold, your drenched clothes or from anger.

“I’m sorry.” He doesnt say anything else, and you actually wait for him to add another sentence, maybe you expect another excuse, but no. He just looks at you like a sad little kitten, and that only angers you even more. You shake your head no one last time before turning away from him and walking towards your house. You dont look back, because you know that if you did you would melt, you’d ask him to come inside and you’d say sorry to him for crashing out. And right now this is not what you need.

A couple of days later, you decided to stay in an empty classroom just so you could be able to study without having to worry about getting distracted. You’ve been ignoring Jungwon, but its not that hard when he is barely available anyway. He wasnt with your friends last night, and you havent seen him in class or anywhere else really. Last time you saw him, two days ago, you just turned on your heels and ignored him, but that was it.

You sigh, hating having to do this, the exam will be in two weeks and you still cant bring yourself to understand any of these things. You’re about to give up and smash your head on the table when the sound of notebooks falling on the chair next to you suddenly startles you.

“You were right, i acted on impulse and i’m sorry.” Jungwon is standing in front of you, he looks like he hadn’t slept well, dark circles under his gorgeous eyes that you love so much.

You dont say anything, too confused to actually react in a normal way. He’s making your heart beat so fast and the butterflies in your stomach are going crazy. “I made notes for you. I tried to keep it simple and add schemes, it took me a while, but i really wanted to help you.” Your lips press into a pout, now you really feel awful for how you treated him, this is why you like him so much. No matter how others treat him he’s always kind and gentle and god, you really fucked up, uh.

“I’m sorry for crashing out the other day.” “I deserved it.” “That’s not the point.” You sigh for what seems the ninth time today and you get up. He’s still taller than you, but what really makes you feel much smaller are his shoulders, his body is so fit and broad for him to have the face of an angel. There’s a few minutes of silence, it seems like you two always end up not saying anything for a while, just looking at each other and waiting for the other to speak. This time you decide to break it.

“I’ll offer you dinner, or coffee or a drink? if i actually pass the exam.” Jungwon’s smile gets even bigger, he likes how bold you’ve been lately, first asking him if he wanted to stay at your house, now this. If only he wasnt so busy being a damn hero, he would’ve asked you out a long time ago. “Let’s go see a movie instead, like a date.” You have to blink a couple of times to understand that, is he really asking you on a date? You look at him as if he’s talking nonsense, your lips parted in shock and you fear you might faint from how fast your heart is beating. He chuckles at your reaction. “You better pass that exam now.”

You’ve never studied so hard in your entire life. The two weeks passed so slowly, you basically closed yourself inside your house, or the library, or in the classroom, doing everything you could do to pass that exam. And so, when the day of the test finally arrives, you’re sure you can do it with your eyes closed. Well, kind of. You still dont get the highest grade, because you would’ve needed either a miracle or some sort of dark magic for that, but you still pass it.

You get out of the class, a huge smile on your lips while you walk towards the dining hall, where all your friends are waiting for you. “Oh my god i almost forgot your face!” Says Yunjin, pinching your cheeks when you sit between her and Jungwon. “Did you even eat these past weeks?” “You honestly got us worried.” “Oh my god, you guys. I was just studying its not like a supervillain kidnapped me or something.” Jungwon grimaces at your words. “Ugh, dont jinx it.”

A chuckle escapes your lips as you roll your eyes before digging in your food. Jay and Yunah are now arguing about which supervillain the world has seen would be able to kidnap you, meanwhile Jungwon is shaking his head no, trying to stop them from fantasizing about it. “I wouldn’t mind Loki i guess,” “Ew. Ew, ew, ew, ugly.” Yunjin’s reaction makes the whole table laugh.

“I’ve never met Loki..” Jungwon says, almost to himself, the others probably didnt even hear him, but you turn to look at him with a confused expression, your brows furrowed. “Well, duh. We were too young when the avengers stopped him.” The blondie just looks at you back, almost embarrassed about that sentence falling off his mind and coming out from his mouth. “Yeah… yeah i meant like, uh, yeah we were too young..” He’s acting weird, but you let that go, after all Jungwon does seem like a huge superhero nerd.

The week goes on and finally, finally, its time for your date with Jungwon. If it can even be called a date. Well, he called it a date so you assume it actually is one. Still, he did call you this time telling you he was going to be five minutes late, so you take your time walking towards the cinema.

Its been raining a lot these past few days, but you’re prepared, the white umbrella tight in your hands.

You’re just going to see a movie, but you still thought about dressing up nicely. The white dress you’re wearing might be a bit too springy, but you dont mind that. And you do have a pretty coat over it, so its fine. Your boots are perfect for the weather, and so are the thighs under them, and most importantly you feel cute.

Just as Jungwon said, he reaches you five minutes later, his breathing ragged as if he just ran. His hands behind his back but you can clearly see the flowers he’s trying to hide. He looks embarrassed, but the smile on your face makes me feel much more at ease. “I- Lets say it wasnt a good idea to get them and then run under the rain.” He says, handing them to you.

You laugh, the flowers must’ve looked pretty before he put his hands on them. They’re drenched and some of them are even missing a couple of petals, you couldnt care less about it though. He got you flowers. Yang Jungwon, the guy you’ve had a crush on for two years got you flowers, and you couldnt be happier.

“You’re always running somewhere.” You chuckle.

He links arms with you, walking towards the ticket booth. You dont even know what film you’re watching, knowing him its probably some sci-fi movie or a really old one that he always references but you dont know. “I mean, running is healthy.” “As long as you dont run away from me..” He keeps silent at your words, looking at you deeply, his eyes scanning your body and face, he always does that. “I’ll try.”

That answer leaves you in a chaos of emotions. He will try? What does that even mean? Your face must be telling that, or maybe its the way your body stiffened up. He opens his mouth to say something else, probably trying to save what he just did, but you dont even hear him. A loud noise echoed outside the cinema and you find yourself catching Jungwon’s hands out of fear.

He suddenly looks serious, his hand on your back, his brows furrowed in what seems anger and annoyance, that’s not a normal reaction if someone were to ask you. He looks around, meanwhile the other people around you are already screaming and running out of the theater, and you’re starting to get anxious too. “Jungwon we have to-“ “Take the emergency door on the left, i’ll catch up to you later.”

He lets you go, but you’re only getting more and more confused. He’s not coming with you? You shake your head no, in disbelief. You’re not leaving him here out in danger, what is he, some kind of superhero? “What? Are you out of your mind? Jungwon let’s just go..” You grab his arm and he closes his eyes for a second, getting out a deep sigh before he cups your cheeks.

“I swear, i’ll explain everything to you, but you have to go now. Just trust me and get out from that door only.” He’s not a superhero. You keep repeating yourself that, like a mantra, he cant be. He’s Jungwon, you would know if he was, he wouldnt be able to shut up about it, he’s like a twenty year old Tony Stark, there’s no way he is. But then you feel the way he’s holding you, his broad shoulders protecting you and his big hands on your face, its so familiar. And the look in his eyes is telling everything you need to know.

So you nod, hesitantly, but you do as he says. You can only hope he’s not actually who you think he is, your hands stop gripping his wrists so tightly and he gives you a gentle and reassuring smile before leaving a kiss on your cheek. “Go home, and dont take the metro. I’ll be right back.” You nod again and then you go, with your heart thumping against your chest, your head filled with dots connecting each other, and you dont know what to think.

You reach home safely, only because you did as Jungwon told you. You didnt take the metro, which happened to be involved in the fight, and you wonder how the hell did he know that would’ve happened. You sit on your bed, checking every news site, refreshing the spiderman tag on twitter every couple of seconds. You’re not 100% sure about it, maybe you’re just traumatized and insane, maybe a man protecting you reminds you of spiderman and this is just you projecting, but you cant ignore the signs.

That time at the library, he didn’t come and spiderman was fighting off somewhere at the same time, or all those times he left early or didnt come at all, all those excuses and that Stark project, is that even real? It makes sense, it makes too much sense and you feel like you will be going crazy until he comes back like he promised you.

You’re about to go downstairs and make a chamomile or something that could help you not go insane when you hear a tap on your balcony window. Jungwon is there and you waste no time opening the slide in door for him, you want to ask him a thousand questions but he just puts his finger over his lips, telling you to be quiet.

You dont know why he’s doing that, but you accomplish and close the window door behind him. You were so distracted waiting for him that you didnt even turn on the lights, and its so dark outside so you had barely noticed the mask in his hand. That mask. You take a better look at him and you feel so stupid when you notice what he’s wearing.

You dont know if you’re even surprised at this point, nor how you find the force to close the curtains and turn on one of the little lights in your room. He slides down the wall, he looks tired, and hurt, but he’s still looking at you with that same cocky vibe he always has. “You don’t look surprised.”

“I had a lot to think about walking home.” He smiles even more, and you kneel down next to him, your hand going to his hair without even thinking to much about it, you move them away from his forehead, and you just now notice a few small cuts on his face. “Is this a deal breaker for you?” He chuckles softly, his breath catching, even he knows how ridiculous he sounds right now, but you’re too mad to joke around with him.

“The deal breaker was you vanishing for weeks, lying to our friends, lying to me, finding useless excuses, asking me out on a date and then letting me run off of my own, leaving me alone at the library for hours and-“ You notice the way he’s looking at you, each word you say making him feel even worse, his already huge eyes looking even bigger.

“And… it doesnt even matter, because i like you so much i cant get mad at you.” It should feel good, telling him that you like him, it should feel like letting go of a weight off your shoulders, but it doesnt. Your heart feels heavy, you dont know how to feel, you’re worried sick and you dont know how you’re going to handle knowing that he is, indeed, spiderman.

You let your head fall on his shoulder while he hugs you almost immediately. You can hear the way his heart is beating, he doesn’t like seeing you like this and he hates being the cause of it, so he tries to soothe you down, hands caressing your back and playing with your hair.

“I like you a lot, too. And if this too much for you i’ll- I dont know, i’ll ask that damn doctor magician to erase it from your memory or something, just- I’m sorry.” You shake your head no while hiding in his chest, you dont want to forget this, he trusted you enough to know, and you respect that. “Who else knows?” “Jay and well, Mr. Stark and well yeah, everyone of that category.”

You just nod, you really cant believe this. Jungwon and Jay keeping a secret of this sort, you really thought Jungwon was the kind of guy to tell anyone if he were to be a hero, but apparently you know way less about him than you expected. You raise your head to look at him. He looks pretty hot like this, his lips are red, probably from fighting, his hair is a mess and that’s partly your faul, and wow. The suit fits him so well. His broad shoulders, his toned chest and his biceps look even better with it on.

“You’re staring.” He says, his fingers going under your chin to make you look at his face, which doesnt help your wondering thoughts, since he’s just that handsome. “You always stare at me, too.” “Yeah, ‘cause you’re pretty.” You crack a smile at that, its not the first time he calls you pretty, but it always gives you butterflies. Before you even realize, he puts his arms on your waist and makes you sit on his lap. Well, now you know where all his strength comes from.

“I wasnt expecting our first date to end up like this.” He moves to be closer to you, his nose nuzzling with yours, his voice getting lower, your hands rest on his chest. “What were you expecting?” That question seems to get a reaction out of him, his brow raising, a smirk on his face. “Well, you would’ve hated the movie i choose anyway. At that would’ve led you to be bored, and to us making out.” You giggle at that, you dont know if that would’ve actually happened, but the thought is nice.

“You think you can make my dream come true, Pretty?” Maybe its the suit that is making him act even more cocky than he usually is, or maybe you’re just too turned on by it to think about anything else. Your eyes scan him one last time, your hands moving behind his neck, your lips brushing against each other. “I’ll try.” And that said, your lips finally crash into his. For years you imagined how it would feel to kiss him, and this is so much better than any of that.

Jungwon is confident in his moves, his lips move with ease against yours, his hands keep you still on his lap, his tongue gently asking for permission by licking your bottom lip. You let him, not know that its going to be the end for you. He tilts his head, enough to go deeper while you just let him take the lead. You feel like you’re in heaven his lips are soft yet his kissing gets rougher as time passes, soon enough the room is filled with the sounds of your breathing, your lips meeting and tongues clicking. He doesnt seem to be wanting to let you go, you still pull out after a while, feeling out of breath.

He leans in for more but you stop him with a gentle peck, a giggle escaping from you. “Calm down, Spidey. Not everyone has super lungs.” “I dont, either.” He laughs and pushes your hair our of your face and puts them behind your ears. “You’re really okay with this? Even if I’m spiderman?” You can hear the insecurity in his voice, and honestly, it really is a big deal. He’s a superhero, he gets in trouble, people want him dead and knowing it might affect your daily life too. But right now you dont care.

“First of all, you’re Jungwon. We’ll figure out the spiderman stuff together. But yes, i am sure about Jungwon, a hundred percent.” He nods, a smile on his lips before he kisses you again, and again, and again. “I should’ve done this a long time ago.” He whispers between kisses, next thing you know he picks you up before throwing you on the bed, you giggle again, your body open to him.

You look at him and he just looks so perfect to you. You can’t believe this is happening, Jungwon is on top of you, kissing you and whispering sweet nothings between your lips. He pulls out for a few seconds to look back at you, a smirk on your lips as you bite his ear before whispering.

“The suit stays on, though.”

[writeriguess]

Pls write Katsuki x female reader where she's really really sick and has a high fever and katsuki takes care of her.

Too Hot to Handle

Your skin burned, clammy and sticky with sweat. Every inch of your body ached, your head throbbed with a dull, relentless pressure, and even blinking felt like a monumental task. You’d meant to text Katsuki that you wouldn’t make it to movie night, but your fingers had given up halfway through the message and you’d passed out again.

When you woke up, it wasn’t to the quiet hum of your apartment or the distant sound of traffic. It was to a sharp knock—followed immediately by the creak of the front door opening.

“Oi. You alive or what?” came a familiar voice. Gruff. Annoyed. Concerned.

You barely had the energy to turn your head toward your bedroom door before Katsuki stormed in, a plastic bag dangling from one hand, the other already dialing up the scowl on his face.

“What the hell is this?” he snapped, holding up your phone. “You text me ‘srry cant cme 2nite feel bda’ and then disappear off the face of the fuckin' earth? Are you stupid?”

You groaned in response, too exhausted to argue.

He crossed the room in two strides and sat on the edge of your bed, eyes narrowing as he looked at you. The irritation melted into something tighter, something softer. “Shit,” he muttered. “You look like hell.”

“Thanks,” you rasped, voice nearly gone. “Feel worse.”

Katsuki reached out and pressed the back of his hand to your forehead without hesitation.

His jaw clenched.

“Goddamn it. You’re burning up. Why the hell didn’t you call me?”

You tried to shrug, but the movement was weak. “Didn’t wanna bother you. Thought I’d sleep it off…”

He gave you a look so withering it could have turned water to steam.

“You’re a dumbass,” he muttered, getting up. “Stay put.”

You weren’t going anywhere, even if you wanted to.

A few minutes later, he returned with a damp towel, a thermometer, a bottle of water, and what looked like half a pharmacy’s worth of supplies.

He pressed the thermometer to your lips. “Open. And don’t argue.”

You obeyed, if only because you didn’t have the strength to do anything else.

After the beep, he read the number and cursed under his breath. “103.8. Fuckin’ ridiculous. You’re lucky I came.”

You shut your eyes. “Sorry…”

There was silence for a moment. Then, softer, he said, “Don’t be. Just—next time, tell me. I don’t care if it’s the middle of the goddamn night.”

You opened your eyes slowly. “You came all the way over here…?”

“Yeah,” he said, glancing away like it embarrassed him. “You weren’t answering. I figured somethin’ was wrong.”

He folded the towel and laid it gently across your forehead, hands surprisingly tender as he adjusted it.

“Drink this,” he said, lifting your head enough to help you sip water. “Slow.”

You tried. The water felt like heaven, but swallowing was hard. He watched you the whole time, like you might spontaneously combust if he blinked.

“You take anything?”

You gave him a weak shake of your head. “Didn’t get up…”

Katsuki exhaled through his nose. “You really are helpless when you’re sick, huh?”

He handed you two fever-reducing tablets and coaxed you through swallowing them before gently lowering you back against the pillows. His movements were still rough around the edges—he was Katsuki, after all—but there was a care to it. A quiet patience he usually hid behind explosions and profanity.

You closed your eyes again, heat still pounding behind them.

“I hate this,” you mumbled. “I feel gross.”

“You are gross,” he said. Then, after a pause, “But you’re mine, so I’m stuck with you.”

You let out a breath that might’ve been a laugh.

He stayed. All night.

You drifted in and out of sleep, but every time you surfaced, he was there—cooling your skin, wiping away sweat, forcing you to drink, cursing you gently under his breath. Once, you woke to find him holding your hand, head resting on the side of your bed, mouth slack with sleep.

He must’ve felt you shift because he stirred, blinking blearily.

“You awake?” he asked, voice low.

You nodded. “Barely.”

“How’re you feelin’?”

“Horrible.”

He smirked, brushing his thumb along the back of your hand. “Still alive, though.”

“Only because you’re here.”

His smirk faded into something else—something warmer. Something that settled in his chest and stayed.

“Damn right I am.”

[kizzmexoxo]

Taught to Obey ~ Part 2

“Just the tip.”

Genre. Smut

Pairings. L.hs x reader x S.jy (Jake’s part)

Part 2! ~ Part 1 here (Hee’s part)

Warnings. Smut, unprotected sex (don’t do this irl), dubcon-ish, rough sex, tit playing, light voyeurism, desperate Jake (lmk if I missed smthn)

Wc. 2k+

a/n. Yay! Part 2 is finally here. Sorry to keep you guys waiting.

Do not like, do NOT read. MDNI. Hate comments won’t be tolerated. Enjoy losers.

kizzmexoxo 2025 © all rights reserved.

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It’s been.. an hour? More than an hour? You couldn’t tell as you were getting pounded on by mercilessly by Heeseung’s hard dick.

Your body lay flat on his bed, wrists pinned at the side by his strong hands while he countlessly hit your cervix.

You hate to admit it but it felt so good. Jake was already out of your mind, only feeling heeseung’s hard dick as he thrusts in your tight walls.

📖

The next day, you were now sat across from Jake on his table. You didn’t come back to his room after having sex with heeseung due to the fact you couldn’t face Jake.

Although you had no choice but to meet him today. You always do well with your jobs, you never and will miss a day.

Now, you were checking Jake’s answers on a paper while you can feel his intense gaze on you.

Silence filled the entire room until he broke it,

“Was it good?”

You cleared your throat and looked up, locking eyes with him.

“What?”

He rests his elbow on his desk while he brings his face to his palm, giving you an unconvinced look.

“You really thought I wouldn’t hear you?” He scoffs.

Your eyes slightly widened with shame as you take in his words. You can feel yourself turning red.

You couldn’t find the right words to say anything. You decided to look down at the scattered papers and notes, with no words that come up to mind.

You can hear Jake chuckling. You peeked up to see what he was laughing about.

“I’m not mad at you.” He places his palm onto the top of your hand, caressing it gently.

“You’re.. not disgusted?” You haven’t thought about how he would be mad at you but disgusted rather. I mean, your tutor sleeping with your older brother? That would be awkward.

“Disgusted? Why would i be?”

You tried to process his words, though it doesn’t connect. You were at least relieved that Jake didn’t take it as a big deal.

You heard Jake standing up from his chair across you, and start walking to your area. He leans down and suddenly caresses the side of your face with his palm, brushing his thumb against your cheek.

He tilts your head up to make you look at him. You notice the soft gaze in his eyes, with a hint of desperation.

After the silence fills in the room once again, he finally spoke. “Can you do it with me too?”

What the hell. You were speechless. What were you supposed to say or do? The person who you’re tutoring suddenly wants to have sex with you.

“Jake..”

Jake’s door suddenly flew open, revealing the older one with an unreadable expression.

“Your dad’s calling for you.” Heeseung says, not leaving his gaze on Jake.

Jake sighs, dropping his hand to his side and leaves before giving you one more look.

Jake already had left to go downstairs leaving you alone with Heeseung.

Jake’s footsteps faded and heeseung’s attention went back to you.

“What, you’re gonna fuck him too?”

“Excuse me?” You say in disbelief

“If you ever do, tell me who fucks you better.”

With that, he just left you there. These boys are going to be the death of you. Nothing but a bunch of perverts. Though you cant help but feel an arousing feeling between your thighs.

📖

Jake came back after 30 minutes downstairs after talking to his father. He walked inside and closed the door as he apologized for taking so long.

He sat down onto his gaming chair, just right across you.

“Where were we?” He looks up at you with a soft gaze.

“Chemistry.”

He groans and dramatically falls his head onto his desk.

You chuckle softly. “It’s not that bad.”

“I hate chemistry.” He says, his voice a bit muffled, still not lifting his head from the table.

“Get up, let’s start. You’re so dramatic.”

He sighs and lazily sits up, meeting your gaze again.

“Come here.”

“What?”

“I can’t focus if you’re so far away.”

“You focused on math and english awhile ago.”

“This is chemistry.”

You look at him with no interest in moving at all.

“Come here. Please, baby?” His palm lay on top of your knuckles, gently caressing it with his thumb.

You got caught off guard, clearing your throat.

“Don’t call me that.”

“Call you what, baby?”

“That.”

He chuckles. “if you come here.”

You realize you’re wasting time. You get up, about to bring the chair with you.

“Leave the chair.”

You turn to face him with a confused look.

“How am i-“

“Leave it.” His tone suddenly switched into more of an impatient one.

With that, you walked to the other side of the table, left there standing awkwardly.

Jake didn’t waste any time and pulled you onto his lap. His hands wrapping around your waist easily.

“Jake-..!”

“Much better. Go on, continue.” He nodded his head to the notes scattered in his table.

You cleared your throat out of fluster. There’s no point in arguing if he won’t listen.

Minutes have past, you discussing, hoping Jake is listening.

It’s hard to concentrate in teaching when his hands left your waist and now roaming around your body.

His hand found its way to one of your upper mounds and his other hand caressing your thigh.

You couldn’t tell if Jake was listening as he buries his nose to the crook of your neck, sniffing your scent.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispers.

His hand finding its way, slipping to the hem of your skirt, inside.

His other hand purposely bouncing and squeezing one of your upper mounds.

“Your tit fits perfectly in my hand..”

You can feel his hand from underneath getting closer to your cunt. You noticed how wet you are.

“Jake.. that’s enough.”

You gasp as he cups your clothed cunt, gently rubbing his hand up and down. Your instinct cause your legs to spread open.

You had every power to stop him, but the way his hands move all over your body. You didn’t want him to stop.

He groans softly to your ear. “Fuck baby. So wet for me.”

You can feel something hard, something big poking your ass.

You couldn’t help but to play with him for a bit as you move your hips, getting in contact with his hard dick, causing him to whimper.

“Oh baby... you can’t do that.”

He suddenly stands up, carrying you and land onto his bed. He hovers over you, his hand still on your clothed cunt.

He yanks your underwear off. Leaving your bare underneath. He leaned closer to you, smashing his plump pink lips onto yours while he unclamps your bra from behind just after taking your top off.

You were bare. Cold. Only leaving you with your pleaded mini skirt on, barely hiding your wet pussy.

Jake loved the sight in front of him. He took his sweater off before he dives back in to give you another messy kiss.

Your hands gently grip onto the back of his hair while his hands continue to explore your body.

He lets go of the kiss and goes down to your neck, biting and licking.

He trails down to your collarbone, giving it a sweet kiss. You pant, watching him with hooded eyes, his head lowering to your tits.

He finally takes one of your tits to his mouth and the other with his hand, making you arch up your back.

His finger pinches and flicks your nipple while his mouth sucks on the other one.

You gasp and tiny moans, whimpers, came out of your mouth.

“Jake.. aren’t your parents here..?”

He looked up at you, locking eyes, but his mouth not leaving your swollen nipple.

He chuckles, “better keep it down then, baby.” He says before digging back into your nipple, feeling his teeth graze onto it gently.

“F-fuck..” you whisper. You try holding out your moans. But the way he was sucking into your nipple like a lollipop.

All you can hear was his mouth sucking deeply onto your nipple. He was now going over to the other one which made you arch your back again. Who knew getting your nipples sucked would feel this good.

“So..” he sucks. “Fucking.” He slurps. “Delicious.” He dives back into your tits, sucking them like there was no tomorrow.

He leans his head back, using both of his hands and placing it on the sides of your boobs to squeeze them together.

He then buries his face between your boobs that were squeezed together, licking the slit, giving it kisses.

“I love these tits so much.” He says breathlessly. You could barely keep your eyes open.

You felt his head and hands leave your tits. Now his hands on your thighs to spread them open, revealing your wet cunt to him.

He pushes his sweatpants down, revealing his big, veiny, cock. His mushroom tip, angry red.

He leans to you, his face close just inches apart to yours.

“Let me play with your pussy. Just the tip, I promise” He says in a desperate tone.

You nodded. You don’t mind even if he does put it in, but you had no energy to tell him.

He sighs and kisses your temple before sitting up on his knees between your legs, using one hand, aligning his mushroom tip to your slit.

He rubs it up and down, coating his tip with your wet liquid.

“F-fuck.. baby. So wet.” He slightly rolls his head back.

He pushes his tip further in, but only until it reached your folds. He continued to rub his tip between your slit.

He wanted to fuck you so bad.

Instinctually, his hips move by its own from arousal causing his dick to slip inside due to wetness from your cunt.

You covered your mouth before you could let out a moan. He was so big.

“J-Jaeyun..” you eyes roll back

“I know, I know. I’m sorry baby.”

“You.. stupid liar..” you whimper.

He chuckles at your insult but that only made him thrust deeper. His body pressed against yours. He grabs a hold of your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours as his pace quickens.

“Jae.. yun.. f-fuck..!” Your vision blurring, seeing the stars as he hits your cervix with every thrust.

He lets out groans and moans against your ears for you to only hear.

His hips thrusts into you faster, pounding you with animalistic pace.

The bed creaking, the room was filled with his balls slapping against your cunt. You could hear the squelching sounds that your cunt was making.

“Princess, baby. I’m so close. Are you close? Let’s cum together, baby.”

His words were so gentle yet his movements were so rough.

“Yes Jake. Faster..” you moan against his ear.

His hand that was intertwined with your fingers tightened.

His pace gradually increased, until one final thrust, you both gasp.

You felt his thick, white liquids shooting inside your walls.

His body collapsed onto yours while you both let out heavy breaths.

Silence and pants had now filled the room.

He places both elbows on both your sides to be able to look at you.

“I fucked you better, didn’t I?” he gives you a smile. That smile you saw the first saw him. Like a dog.

“If you pass your chemistry quiz, I’ll tell you.”

He chuckles and gives you a kiss. You return the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Having fun without me?” Heeseung says, piercing his gaze on both you and Jake.

But instead of Jake getting bothered, he surprisingly invites him in.

Heeseung smirks before locks the door, letting his jacket slide down his arms.

This is going to be a long night.

~

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[radiohao]

princess treatment with nct wish (but it's stupid)

pairings: nct wish hyung line x f!reader

warnings: jokes abt hitting someone, fluff, crack, pinching riku's ear bc he's loud as hell

wc: 671 (haha six seeven)

oh sion:

SPRINTS to any door while cackling like a maniac because he knows you get embarrassed when he opens doors for you

"m'lady," he says while tipping an imaginary hat, trying SO HARD not to laugh

"oh sion, i'm going to smACK you across the head."

holds all your purses and bags for you and pretends like they're dumbbells, lifting them up while unnecessarily shaking

"babe, make sure to spot me!" his biceps are flexing as if the bags are heavy... and did some sweat just roll down his temple??

"let's go HOME, sion."

"no, wait! just four more reps!'

"H O M E."

"I NEED TO BEAT MY PR!!!"

what a drama queen oh my god

you pretend you don't know him in public

boyfriend? you don't have one

always keeps an extra pair of footwear in his car just in case your feet start hurting, but sometimes he forgets so instead he piggybacks you

"don't worry babe, i always come prepared!" he opens the trunk of his car and there are no shoes in sight

"...well not today bUT i can just carry you!" he says proudly, but the sheepish smile on his face gives him away

"it's okay babe, i'll just go barefoot" you suggest

"what? NO! yOU CANT WHAT IF SOMETHING PRICKS YOUR FOOT-"

"we'll be walking on sand, sion."

"nonono, i'll carry you. i insist."

"we can't enjoy a stroll along the beach when you have to carry my weight on your back" you deadpan

"who said we can't?"

you sigh, but the smile on your face betrays you anyway

turns out he was right, you can enjoy walks on the beach even while sion piggybacks you

maeda riku

kisses the back of your hand before a date like you're a disney princess

"you look absolutely dashing tonight, my love," he coos while he presses kisses to your knuckles

"okay, prince charming," you say with a laugh

makes you link arms with him when out in public

he's literally TERRIFIED to lose you in the crowd even though you're grown

when you let go his breaths get short and he starts sweating and he feels like he's getting pale

but in reality you're literally in the next aisle like girl bye

"honey??? WHERE'D YOU GO??? HONEEYY-"

"MAEDA RIKU STOP SCREAMING!!"

"PRINCESS WHERE ARE YOU COME BACK!!?!!?"

you RUN to the aisle where riku is and pinch his ear before linking your arm with his

"oh, there you are."

"i'm never coming to this store again, they're gonna think i have a crazy ass boyfriend."

ties your shoes for you all the time. and i mean ALL the time.

"baby wait, your shoes are untied."

"huh? but i'm wearing heels?" you question

he kneels down and literally ties imaginary shoelaces

keep in mind this is all in a public server

you grAB riku's arm and pull him up

"you just love embarrassing me, don't you?"

he gives you the signature grandpa laugh and you can't help but laugh back

"always."

tokuno yushi

pays for everything no matter how stupidly low or high the price is

"allow me," yushi says as he pulls out his card

"...these are floss picks? that are 3 bucks????"

"allow me." he repeats

"oh my god- i literally have my card out already-" you push his arm and begin to insert your card into the reader

ur bf basically SNATCHES it out without saying a word and puts his own card in

"doesn't matter, i'm paying anyway."

lets you decorate all his things

ALL his things

one day he goes to brush his teeth

um why does his toothbrush have stickers on them??

"love? did you put these on here?"

"noooo..." you say while holding the sticker sheet behind you

he laughs and rolls his eyes playfully

"it's cute. i like it. it's cute."

"you said 'it's cute' twice."

"i take it back, it's hideous."

has a lot of your frequently used products on hand

"crap, i forgot my dry shampoo!" he shoves the mini dry shampoo bottle into your face

"oh! thanks, baby. what the hell? where did my brush go-"

"here." "thank you! ugh, you're an angel. i keep losing my stuff!"

he totally does NOT take your essentials out of your bag so he can be the one to provide

haha that would be weird

(yushi took it all out before you left the house)

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[ssparksflyy]

just thinking about first kiss w/leo and your hands are in his hair except he gets nervy and the tips of his curls accidentally catch fire and burn your hands !!

so then he carries you bridal style to the infirmary, literally crying and begging for forgiveness

and yk the talk with will as of how you acquired these odd shaped burns is awkward as hell

anon ur so right

whats funny about it is that the tips of his hair catching fire is actually one of your favorite things about him, you think its super cute and tease him about it sometimes- calling him names like 'hot head' and telling how adorable you think it is only makes them burn brighter and has him shoving his tomato red face into his hands. you werent lying when you called it adorable, it truly always made your heart flutter and brought a smile to your face.

so when it happens during your first kiss together, you obviously pull away and remove your hands from his hair cause.. well.. they just got burnt ?? but you still cant help but smile a bit.

the burns themselves werent extremely bad, they just stung a bit, and the kiss was great but that didnt stop leo from freaking out and immediately apologizing repeatedly, asking you if you were okay and grabbing your hands to get a better look at them.

you explain to him that youre okay, but this man is literally on the verge of tears, thinking you hate him and never ever want to see him again. you assure him youre ok, and just need to run over the infirmary for a quick treatment.

you try to turn away to the infirmary, but leo is so quick to literally sweep you off your feet and carry you in his arms, bridal style. he says something about making it up to you and calls himself 'your certified knight in shining armor' which only makes you smile more.

he begins scurrying over to the infirmary, pushing past campers so determined to get you there as quickly as possible, making you giggle. he puts you down at the door of the infirmary, quickly grabbing the door and holding it open for you.

you let out a light laugh and a 'thank you', then brush past him and into the infirmary. he follows right behind you, closing the door behind him. you walk up to the counter, asking one of the apollo kids for some assistance with your burns and she leads you over to sit and wait on one of the hospital beds until will can help you.

leo sits in the chair right next to you and even though youve told him a million times that youre ok, his leg cant help from bouncing and he can't stop fidgeting with his fingers. you notice his behaviors and put a hand on top of his busy ones, giving him a soft smile. he looks up and returns the smile, but is snapped out of his la-la-land trance when will walks over with his clipboard, ready to help you.

he asks you whats wrong and takes a look at your hands, but seems to have a puzzled look on his face.

"how'd you get these burns? theyre really weirdly shaped." he asks.

your face gets hot and your body tenses up, leo having the same reaction.

"uhmmm..uh- i-"

"wel-well you see what had happened was-"

"we ummm.."

"out with it already." will said, giving you a deadpan look.

you and leo glanced at each other in panic, but knew you shouldnt lie. not to will.

"we..wellwekissedandiwastouchinghishairbutthenitcaughtonfireandburntmyhadns" you mumbled quickly, looking down.

"what?" will asked, moving closer in hopes of hearing you better.

"wee.. kissed and i had my hands in his hair but then it caught on fire and burnt my hands" you said, elongating the syllables and feeling your face get hotter with each word.

will tired so hard not to laugh or smile, after all he was in a 'professional environment' ( as chrion called it ) but he really couldn't help it, he smirked and put your hands down, walking away from you and over to the cabinet where all the camp's ointments were kept.

he smothered a glob of the ointment onto your hands then bandaged them up so they could heal properly, and let you go on with your day- but not without a few teases and jokes while leo helped you fill out your paperwork.

after you finished up in the infirmary, you and leo walked out together and immediately plopped onto the bench outside.

"well that was embarrassing" leo said, stating the obvious.

"yep... well, now i know to learn from my mistake the next time i kiss you" you said, a small smirk forming onto your face.

your comment had caught leo by surprise, "what? wait... again? you-you'd wanna do that again?"

you turned to face him with a smile, "i mean why not? youre a good kisser and it's not like ive havent a crush on you for years"

leo had to be on the verge of a heart attack with each surprise he'd faced today, this one only pushing him further off the edge, "you've had a crush on me for years????"

you simply nodded your head and smiled, trying to play it cool when in reality your heart was ready to run out of your chest.

leo ran his fingers through his hair in disbelief, "wait so were you like really good at hiding it or something?? cause ive had a crush on you for years and i feel like its always been painfully obvious."

it was your turn to get nervous, suddenly at a loss for words.

"w-well, maybe you should do something about it then." you said, sounding more confident than you felt.

"well maybe i will."

he cupped your face with his hand and brought you in close for your second kiss that day, holding your hands down with his free one, and moving his lips slowly against yours. this time, the kiss was long and soft, the way your first one should've been. when the two of you finally pulled away for air, you had stupid smiles on your faces that only grew after leo asked you,

"would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"

to which you gladly said yes to.

[ethereal555]

LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE!

Boxing Day.

1:11am

'Love, I’m knackered', he wearily laughs as he halts my hips from gyrating on his crotch, with his sweaty hands. The contact of his hands on my hips alone only adding to the inferno of lust burning internally.

I look at him, as small pout plastered on my face, oh how fucked out he looks,I think to myself.

'why are you lying like i can't feel how hard you are?', I swiftly lean to down to suck on his lips, my vision blurry with pure lust

'obviously, but we've been at it for half an hour baby and, we’re being too loud Jude just texted me an eggplant emoji', he chuckles.

'can't help it i'm so fucking turned on by you, and all the presents you got me, and how handsome you are and how good you fuck me. But i promise I'll be quiet. Just one more time okay?' I whine seductively into his right ear pulling on his earlobe with my teeth.

He groans, his low eyes following my every movement - contemplating- until his gaze drops down to my naked breasts both perky and erect. Defeated; he leans up on his elbows to peck me, one peck, two pecks, wrapping his hands firmly around my throat like i taught him. You slowly start back grinding, slightly lifting yourself up, in an attmept to discreetly peel the covers from his crotch area.

He groans pulling his wet lips away from yours.

' We really cant...you know how my mum gets, y-you know the respect thing. my dad's different- but you're drunk and sensitive and loud.'

You roll off of his lap now, laying face down on the bed. Pouting

'How about I hump the pillow instead, I bet it'll have *hiccup* more stamina than you.'

He strokes your back, “You're right. Go to bed freaky girl”, after 3 years he knew how to deal with you when you got like that.

Whilst running his hands through my silk pressed hair a couple of times he bids me a 'good night' followed by a kiss on the head. You turn to face so he could see how dissapointed you felt.

15 minutes pass----

You admire his face in the dimly light room. The security light from the garden outside highlights his nose, and those eyebrows - fucking hell - you thought. As much as you loved his family, they were a hindrance.

You could tell he wasn't asleep as he eyes were quite active beneath his lids.

“Can we spoon jobey?” you whisper against his lips.

“Mhm. Turn around.”

You situate your body comfortably, plastering yourself against your big spoon. Your signautre sleeping formation with his muscular, veiny arms underneath your head and his left arms circled round your waist.

Your plump unclothed bottom against his manhood, a feeling that made the millions of microhairs on your body dance.

As he stills, it dawns upon me that this man may actually sleep and then I’ll be desperate and horny - not on Christmas, no way.

His right palm dangles freely infront of my face, I subtly rub my nose side to side along the width of his palm like a curious dog to a bone.

Your lips slightly parted, your warm breathe caressing his fingers, first.

You boldly take the entirety index finger into your mouth tightening your plump lips around it, sucking it. Those fingers had been up you less that an hour ago so you knew where they had been - there was nothing inhibting my full force of sucking.

Your body vibrates as you're boyfriend, after putting on a show for me, just chuckled.

(Internally ) What the fuck is funny????? ummm... nothing. When he's drunk you always lay down the kitty but he's being shy because of what... Jude? Thee slut himself. Like Jude hasn't heard us plenty of times. Like we haven't heard many of Judes sexcapades.

You weren't sleeping tonight until you got something, anything. You got all your presents from Santa today which you were grateful for, but you were in dire need for the most important one.

He humourously rubs my face with his fingers. When he stills his hand, I catch his index and middle finger in my mouth sucking harder, salivating on them. I reach around my waist to grab his left hand giding his fingers through my dripping folds and down to my puslating opening.

'You feel how much I need you, please J', you choke out with anticipation.

He continues rubbing my folds on his own accord, his breathing heavy and audible.

“You’re crazy when you’re drunk you know that' he mutters.

' And you're so damn frigid when you're sober' you muffled back.

He uses the energy of my vim to shove his two fingers further into my mouth, causing me to gag. My pussy jumps. A groan roars from my mouth as this feeling is intensfied with his fingers pressing teasingly into me. He keeps them there, just on the verge of entering.

I'm desperately start humping his hand now, bucking my hips so that his fingers glide in by force.

Both our hands were drenched with the token of my neediness.

'Don't talk like that okay?' he gruffs into my ear. I nod not being able to speak with the fear I may vomit. He takes his soaked fingers - that were pressing at the back of my throat- out of my mouth. My chin dripping with my saliva.

' Do it, come on, stop being like that' i whisper breathily looking over my shoulder.

'Do what ?' he smugly questions as if his hands havent been playing in my pussy the entire time, pulling, pinching, flicking. He acts as if hes clueless.

'Do this?' he swiftly enters me with his fingers, digging into me. I can't help by cry in relief and satisfaction. The strokes begin cursive at first until he start to pump faster and deeper being fuelled by my sounds. I feel my juicues leeking down my legs driving me over the edge. I grab onto his wrist, firmly, so I could grind hard onto his fingers. Like I deserved to.

I whimper feeling myself getting closer.

He raises and moves to situates himself face to face with my sex. His nose skims my bean at first causing me to gasp.

'Wider' he beckons to my thighs. I spread them in the butterfly position. My stomach churning at how exposed I was in this position. My boyfriend reaches forward to kiss me, his fisted arms either side of my head, them he moves back down and leans in to french kiss my clit. I bite my lip hard not wanting to wake his family up.

My eyes roll back, as i hear, feel and see him sloppily sucking on my clit. With passion might i add. The feeling put me in daze, my thights quivering. In no time his fingers hit THE spot and i could swear i was seeing stars on the ceiling.

'uuuggggcc jj-obe' I pornographically moan. My now overly sensitive vagina starts to clench around his fingers. Ireach down from my nipples attempting to pull his head back away from me. But he continues slurping.

The knot in my stomach only intesnfied and i breathe in waiting for this intense wave to flow out of me. He curls his fingers so more causing my back to arch off of the bed.

You feel tears drip from your eyes, you sob, overwhelmed. Your stomach tense. Speaking wasnt happening for me.

'much - tooo much' i force out

He looks up at me from between my dead legs, like a sex drunk demon, the tip of his nose, his lips and chin - glazed with my wetness dripping. He smiles flashing his pearly whites at the state of me.

'its too much?' he softly asks

you nod, drained.

he looks down at the mess that was my pussy, and the bed. staring at her for some time, he flirtatiously looks back at me.

It made me self conscious when he 'admired her' as he liked to call it, but my legs and mind were too weak to protest or close my legs.

'so you dont wanna cum after keeping me up all night baby'.

you shake your head, sheepishly.

He gets up from the bed and your eyes widen, seeing his junior standing up at full attention.

'o-oh im sorry baby, si- sit back down weee, um, can keep going if you want, ok?, come here' you pleaded guilty.

'its okay go to bed darling, ill take care of it - in there'.

he waddles of into the ensuite bathroom, and boom.

you're asleep

----

im so zooted writing this.

[aradassbadass]

bad pt iii | d.dennis

maybe he isnt so…bad

your eyes scanned your surrounding, the dancing of the lights making it all the harder to accurately see who was all present.

you glanced back down at your phone the message still on your notifications.

‘tell that nigga get off u for i act up’

you rolled your eyes reading it again. it had been over 5 months since his last visit and you had successfully blocked him on everything- or so you thought.

you did even respond just blocked the new number and continued dancing with that tall dark-skin man behind you. his hands gripped at your waist as you continued to grind back on him. old school r&b had been playing all night the rhythms easy to keep even in your tipsy state and for that you were thankful.

“you trynna go to my crib lil mama?” you feel his breath on your ear. you contemplate for a moment before nodding. his hand grips yours as he begins to lead you out of the section. you silently follow keeping your head down until you come to and abrupt stop.

“man fuck you doing with my lady.” you hear the all to familiar voice. you head snaps up seeing duke and davo standing in front of you.

“yo lady? nigga she coming with me move round bro.”

“boy he said thats his lady fuck nigga move round for i up this bitch on yo ass.” you look up and you see him flash his stick. you can basically hear the liquor in davos voice and in any other instance you would laugh but your frozen in your spot.

“man hell nah.” the man in front of you says releasing your hand and walking off.

a disgruntled noise escaped you mouth as duke zeroed in on you.

“so this what we doing now?” he mumbles in your ear gripping your arm pulling you into him.

you chose not to answer and attempted to pull away from him only to have his grip tighten.

“man hell nah, we need to talk. come on.” he growls pulling you by your ark through the masses of people in front of you. he pulls to the back, slipping through security and you finally end up outside where you assume he is parked as you see his jeep.

“what the fuck is wrong with you?” his tone is as harsh as you expected his grip finally falling from your arm though.

you continue with the silent treatment looking off past him. his hand slams against the wall behind you causing you to flinch.

“look at me.” he growls eyes face only inches from yours.

you peer into his orbs, and he finally smiles. its cat-like and you know its only because he feels he is winning in this situation and that infuriates you.

“now why you been ignoring me? got me blocked, cant even text you off davo shi. why you doing all this?” his voice is deceiving if you had not known any better you would have thought he was actually hurt.

you laugh,“duke please cut the bullshit.” your words are cold. “this aint shit. you aint shit, not to me at least.”

he flinches at the last part and the smile goes into a straight line and you cant help but be smug at the sight.

he leans in closer, “you think this shit funny huh?” dont forget what happened last time yo ass wanted to be a hard body.”

you tensed up at the words because how could you forget. you had been chasing that feeling ever since, but no other man seemed to take you where he could and it caused nothing but frustration.

“oh i remember alright. dont care to forget what we did- just to forget you.”

he grips at your neck pushing you up against the wall breath heavy.

you cant help the sensation that begins to tingle at your middle and you smirk.

“look at you, all mad cause youve been forgotten.”

he laughed diamonds dancings as he did so, “dont worry, ion got a problem reminding you mama.”

his lips attach themselves to yours, this kiss full of lust. you didnt immediately reciprocate the emotion, it was only after he gripped your waist and lifted you off the ground did you give into his temptation.

he began towards the vehicle, using one hand to support you the other to pull the back door open and sitting you in the seats closing the door behind him as he crawled atop of you.

the fabric of your dress bunched around your waist as you slid further back into the seat giving him more room to crawl between your legs. a hitched moan escaped your lips as his fingers connected with your clit through the thin fabric of your panties.

his lips attached themselves to your breast as he roughly pulled them from your top. his tongue swirled around the hardness of your nipple fingers stimulating you all the while. you spread your legs as far as the small confines of the backseat will allow and grip his head pushing him down to your core.

he so graciously obliges and takes the initiative to push your underwear side tongue sliding up between your lips stopping once he arrives at your clit and he sucks on it causing you to shudder and tangle your hands into his locs.

ungodly noises fill the car as he slurps and sucks all the juices you produce like he is a starved man, and this is the first meal in eons. your chest feels heavy as his oral assault continues and you can feel your climax approaching. you say nothing only gripping his hair and dragging his face up and down your sex peering down at the sight of your slickness coating his lips and even nose.

you bite your lip and grind down onto his face continuing to pull him closer and closer into you. he doesn't complain and if anything, it seems he is enjoying the experience just as much as you are. deep groans escaping his mouth between the erotic noises that is made between the connection of his mouth and your wetness.

you shift up a little further and cry out as his tongue grazes your ass. you stay in place as his tongue works the rim of it and goes back down to thrust into your hole.

you feel your body begin to convulse and you squeeze your eyes shut feeling as you release yourself into his mouth.

your cries of immense pleasure dont cease when youre done because he continues to devour you even after your done, so you use all of what little strength you have to push him back and squeeze your thighs shut.

his eyes are cat-like as he peer up at you and his smile is devilish, and even through your exhaustion you can tell he feels like he has won.

you go to pull up your panties and he tries to stop you, "nah we aint done."

you laugh, "yes we is. i got mines- go find somebody to give you yours."

you open the door behind you and slide out feeling content for once. you hear him calling for you to come back desperation seeping from his tone.

you went back into the club immediately going into the bathroom. you stared at your self in the mirror and the feeling was surreal.

you didnt feel used or less than- you felt a deep sense of power. power of freedom and something like raw dominance. and for once since the time you had met duke you felt good. the realization hits you as to why he did it. why he used you whenever and however he wanted. how he knew you needed him. how good the desperation sounded to his ears.

to feel good you have to be bad.

yesssss finally finished this little endeavor of mine 😩 hope yall liked itttt!!

[s0urw00lf]

hi! may i ask for dean winchester with number 6 for the 1k special?

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝟔 “𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐭”

You’d been sitting on your bed for hours watching tv and waiting from the brothers to come back when dean barged into the room looking like he’d been through hell.

”the hell happened to you” you sat up, noticing the lack of the younger of the two “where’s Sam?”

“Out” he grunted, shrugging off his jacket wincing. You stood up grabbing the med kit from your bac and walking over to him. “Here let me-“ he slapped your hand away with a grunt

”dont need help” he said, taking the kit from your hands. You snatched it back “well the blood dripping down your arm says differently.” You say giving him a look, dean tends to get overly cocky at times and when he gets knocked down a few pegs he cant handle it and takes it out on everyone.

You glance down at the floor “Dean you’re dripping blood on the carpet. Just let me help you it’s not gonna hurt your masculinity.” You say opening the kit grabbing alcohol wipes, “it might” he says letting you know hes fine if he has the energy to make snarky comments. You press a little hard into his gash in return and he hisses “damn it woman”

you smile at him, throwing the bloodied wipes away “next time don't insult the person nursing you back to health.”

After that it’s quiet, aside from a grunt from dean every so often as you stitched his wound shut.

“You know I didn’t mean anything by it.” You started quietly as you finished up the last stitch, tying up the end.

He snorted but it wasn’t from amusement “you called me a cocky bastard you said one day it was gonna get me killed” his voice was just as rough as he looked walking through that door.

You sighed “okay maybe I went overboard. But I just wanted you to see that you don’t have to carry all of this alone Dean.” You grabbed his face making him look at you

His eyes said something his mouth wouldn’t, you had hurt him. “I just want you to let me in Dean. Please I love you and you love me but you keeping me at arms length is killing me.”

You could see tears filling his eyes before he turned his head out of your grasp “Dean please. I’m not gonna leave you. Not unless you tell me to. I just need you here with me. I need you not the Dean Winchester other people have to see. You.”

Dean drops his head and you could see tears fall. “I- I don’t know how. To do this” he points between the two of you. “The only time I did the called me crazy and slammed the door in my face. Even with her it wasn’t this.” He says

You shake your head “you don’t have to know how, but it matters if you try. That’s all I’m asking is for you to try. Please, for me.”

Dean sighs, finally looking at you with teary eyes. He nods “okay” he’s not good with words. You both know that, that’s why you accept his simple ‘okay’.

You pressed your forehead against his, closing your eyes. He kisses your nose, and lets out a deep breath.

“You should probably shower before Sammy gets back and beats you to it” you say. Dean gives a small laugh “only if you join me”

You smile “always”

[theyoutubedork]

dealer with benefits

Eddie Munson x gn!reader blurb 18+ MDNI!

word count: hell if I know…

“I don’t usually give out free pre-rolls, but you’re no usual customer,” Eddie croons, his hands cradling the rolling paper with a fine-tuned finesse. He carefully brings up the paper to his lips. He sensually drags his tongue across the paper, his dark gaze trained on you. Your eyes can’t decide where to land, flitting between his stare and his tongue, both sending tingles all the way between your thighs. You don’t mean to bite your lip, but the smirk Eddie gave you mid-lick almost made it worth it. His lips curled up devilishly, and finally after what seemed like hours, he put that sinful tongue back in his mouth. You finally snap out of your trance, and you realize that you never responded to Eddie.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You prod, trying to give the most oblivious look you can give. Eddie sees right through it, chuckling under his breath. He takes a moment to finish rolling the joint, twisting his fingers to tie it off. He takes out his lighter, coats the joint with his mouth..and–oh. He flicks his eyes up to yours as he closes his lips around it, insanely hot for some reason. He then runs the lighter underneath it sealing it proper. He places it inside the plastic bag along with the other pre-rolls he had already made, and seals it expertly, with little air left in the bag.

Eddie leans back into his pillows, arms crossing behind his head. His toned arms flex slightly, and you cant help but get distracted for a moment. He looks at you smugly before finally clearing his throat to speak,

“You know exactly why, sweetheart,” Just the way the pet name falls from his lips makes your whole body shiver with excitement. You let a teasing smile pull on your lips.

“No I really don’t, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You grin, your tone dripping with a coquettish honey. You see Eddie chew on his lips for a moment. He utters a quiet “c’mere”, and you take the opportunity to crawl into his lap, straddling him. You feel his excitement between your thighs, and you playfully grind into him, feigning the appearance of you just trying to get comfortable. He places a hand on your hip in warning, using the other hand to grab your chin, bringing your face above his. Even on top of him, it’s hard to do anything but let Eddie take control. He just fits the role so well, you thought.

Eddie ghosts his lips over yours, his fingernails digging into the plush of your ass, jiggling it playfully for a moment before finally saying the words you’ve been wanting to hear.

“None of my customers turn me on like you do, pretty thing. Just from fuckin’ sitting there, doing nothing but starin’ at me like you wanna ruin me.” He growls, and you close the distance, finally having your lips meet.

Despite the aggressive hold Eddie has on you, the kiss is very soft and full of tenderness. As if words weren’t enough, it felt like he was pouring every single thought he had left into kissing you proper, to show that he likes that you’re the unusual customer. An unusual that somehow ended up on top of an unusual like him. You break the kiss after a few moments, placing your hands on his chest.

“You’re right, I do wanna fucking ruin you,” You admit, and Eddie laughs at your blunt tone. You couldn’t wait any longer, shimmying down his frame enough to where you can reach his belt, undoing it with an expert ease. Eddie doesn’t stop you, lifting his hips to help you bring his pants and boxers down just enough to let his cock spring free. It slaps against his stomach, and the impact is enough to make Eddie let out a small hiss of pleasure.

You have enough in you to pause and admire, your hands settled on the dips in his hips. 
“God, such a pretty cock. I’ve been wantin’ to suck on it all day.” You grin, laying your head playing on his thigh, looking up at his dick with a look full of wonder. Eddie lets out a annoyed groan, reaching one of his ring-cladded hands down to grab your hair. He pulls enough to bring your mouth above his cock, but giving you the courtesy of sucking him off when you were actually ready. His words slightly differ, a desperate growl, already breathless,

“Just shut up and suck my cock” You oblige, finally letting his shaft sink into your warm, wet mouth. You go slowly, all the way down to the base with no difficulty, and you hear Eddie’s sounds of approval.

“Shit, that’s it. You take my cock so well, sweetheart.”he whines, and you look up at him, your lips curling into as much of a smile you can give when Eddie’s cock is still in your mouth. You spread your legs apart and wiggle your ass in the air, and he grips your hair tighter. Unable to hold back, Eddie pushes you down a little further on his dick. You choke ever so slightly, your throat clenching around him in a way that makes him nearly cum right then and there.

“Fuck that’s it baby, you know how good you are, don’t you?” He groans deeply. You look up at him through your lashes and hum in agreement, and you Eddie shake from the pleasure. You quickly bob up and down his length, relishing the way the metalhead, crumbles underneath you. His head flops down onto the pillow beneath him, letting filthy pleas and curses fall from his pretty pink lips.

“God—fuck. You know just how to make me feel good..s’perfect.” He mumbles. Feeling pride fill your chest, you pop his cock out of your mouth, replacing it with your hand. You quickly jerk him off, letting your tongue glide on his balls eagerly. You feel him clench beneath you, his ankles slightly digging into the ratty matress. You can tell he won’t last long.

“Lemme know when you’re close Eds, want your cum down my throat so bad.” You plead, and Eddie can only give you a whimper and a nod. You start quickl stroking his sensitive tip, and you take one of his balls in your mouth and begin to suck, and nearly moemnts later Eddie is gasping for air.

“Fuck—sweetheart I’m—nngh! I’m cumming!” He cries and you quickly get your mouth back onto his cock. You feel the first few spurts of cum shoot onto your tongue, and you hum happily. Eddie has shot up, curling you into his lap, gripping your hair harshly as he cums into your mouth.You massgae his thighs reassuringly, as he tips his head back in ecstasy, letting sweet nothings float into the air,

“Take all of my cum baby, that’s it,” He encourages, his grip on your hair loosening, now petting your head softly as you finish cleaning him up with your mouth. You swallow every last drop, even looking up at Eddie with your tongue out as proof. He smiles, helping you settle into his lap once more, letting his hands circle around your waist.

“God, you are filthy,” He chuckles.

“Don’t act like you don’t love it,” You retort with a smile, fixing his hair absentmindey. He just smiles back as a response.

“Just for that, I’m going to make sure my good playtoy cums as many times as they want tonight.” He whispers, finally giving you a deep kiss. You quickly retreat, slight worry lacing your features,

“You sure? Aren’t you tired?” Your eyes glance down to his softened length, but Eddie catches your chin making you look at him. His hand travels down to your throat, making you gasp when he gives a tight squeeze.

“Just get me a coke and one of your pre-rolls and I’ll be ready to go again in ten minutes.” He offers and you imediately spring up, stumbling to the kitchen to grab a coke, with Eddie’s laugh following you out the door into the kitchen.

[aliaology]

YOU ARE IN LOVE

summary: reader slowly starts to realize that her best friend, luke hughes, has been in love with her for forever. she also comes to terms, knowing that she is in love with him too.

pairings: luke hughes x fem! reader

warnings: jealousy, fluff, underage drinking

BASED ON the song “you are in love” by taylor swift!

it started at a party. the dark room, the only light being the flashing ones from another room. you stood in the kitchen, grabbing another drink. luke was your d.d. tonight, but where was he? your eyes scanned the room, landing on him. he leaned against a wall, talking to a friend of both of you, ethan edwards.

luke’s eyes make their way to you. this was the first clue. his eyes held a look. one of yearning, one of adoration, one of lust. you look away, before glancing back. his eyes were back on ethan. no, no, no. do it again. i need to see it again. you thought.

you made the unilateral decision and walked over to the two boys, “what you guys talkin’ about?” you spoke, slightly loud due to the music from the room next door.

“just about how lukey here has you help you button up your coats.” ethan laughed.

you rolled your eyes in embarrassment. “cant keep things to yourself, can you?” you took a sip from your drink, grumbling.

luke laughs, throwing his arm around your shoulder. “you’re my favorite thing to talk about, gotta come up with more stuff.”

ethan let out an inward groan. “literally— all he talks about is you.”

it was a good thing the room was dark as you felt your face heat up.

driving with luke was normally fun, unless he was going so slow. he kept pointing out things as he drove the dark and very much calm roads. you held a warm cup of coffee in your hands, still tired from just waking up.

“i promise me waking you up will be worth it.” he told. you turn to look at him. “i found this area with a really pretty view and wanted to show you, i just didn’t expect to get back so late.” he added.

you chuckle. “its okay, lu, but if you keeping driving this slow, i think i might lose my mind.” you watched as he grinned.

he sped up and it didn’t take long to get there. it was at a park. he grabbed a blanket from his backseat and got out of the car. he rushed to your side and opened the door for you.

you smiled at him as he closed the door and then threw an arm around you. he walked you to the middle of the field, letting go of you to place the blanket down. he stood back up, shoulder brushing with yours. he looked over to you, the chain dangling on your neck caught his eye.

the moonlight reflected on it. it was the chain he got you. one that had a small pendent in the middle that had ‘you deserve to be loved’ engraved on the back.

he tore his eyes away from the necklace and looked at you instead who had been looking around at the trees. “look up” he said.

you looked at him and then at the sky, lips parting in disbelief as your eyes made contact with the millions of stars shining brightly. your apartment made it hard to see this stuff, with the lights all around and the light pollution, it was hard.

as you gazed at the stars in wonder, luke gazed at you with love. a small smile adorned his face as his eyes scanned yours. his eyes watched as the stars were shining bright, reflecting in your eyes. he trailed his gaze down to your nose, then your cheeks, and then your lips.

he wanted to kiss you. but he didn’t. he wished he did.

sunday mornings in the small hughes apartment was chaotic. living three doors down meant you practically lived with luke and one of his brothers, jack. you sat on the island, hiding your face in your hands as you laughed.

jack was currently scolding luke, who had somehow burnt the toast he was supposed to make. “how the hell do you burn toast, this fucking bad?” jack exclaimed.

you put your head in the shirt you wore, which was lukes. you used the fabric and your hand to muffle the giggles that were falling from your lips.

“im sorry! jesus ill remake it!” luke spoke.

“no!” jack said. “ill do it” he groaned.

the older boy then turned, looking at the girl who sat on the counter. “how the hell did you not smell this shit? either of you? and why didn’t you help?”

“shes just sitting pretty in my shirt.” luke scoffed, not listening to his brother and grabbing more bread out.

“shut up” you groaned, rubbing your eyes. “im sick— i cant smell anything.”

jack let out a small comical shriek. “get out! why are you here if you’re sick, we have hockey, dont get us sick.” he exclaimed. you rolled your eyes at jack’s behavior.

you hopped off the counter, making your way slowly to him. “come here jacky… its just a small cold” you cough to add a dramatic effect and soon, hes running. you laugh as you chase after him.

jack runs past luke, you go to do the same, but luke sticks his arm out and lifts you up. your laughter floods the apartment as luke presses your body against his, trapping you.

unfortunately, you missed the way he looked at you. missed the way jack looked at you both. and missed the way he really wanted to kiss you.

you liked parties, when they weren’t cut short. you grabbed a drink from the kitchen and made your way to the living room where everyone seemed to be. you pushed your way through the crowd until a man stopped you. he was roughly your age, maybe jack’s age.

he asked you to dance with him, which you did. you laughed as you two danced, not noticing the glare luke gave him from afar. the taller boy leaned against the wall with jack next to him. his hand tightened around the cup he held as his jaw clenched.

he shoved the cup in jack’s chest and moved towards you. he pushed through the crowd until he finally got over to you. “we have to go” he spoke, grabbing your arm lightly.

“what?” you asked. “yo— man we were havin’ fun here!” the man behind you said.

“yeah? well she needs to leave. lets go (nickname).” luke pulled you gently, making his way out of the house. as you both made your way out and neared the street, you removed yourself from his grip.

“what the fuck was that, luke? we’ve been here like an hour, there is no way we need to leave yet.” you scoff.

“we do— its getting late.” he replied, still walking.

you scoffed again. “seriously? jesus christ luke, i was having fun!” you told.

“having fun rubbing your ass against him?” luke turned, looking at you with anger.

“why does it matter if i was?” you yelled. “its my fucking body, im not even drunk either! i dont get why you are so upse—“ you were cut off.

luke shut you up by grabbing you by your hips and crashing his lips against yours. your eyes widened before closing slowly. your hands made their way to his face, holding both sides as he held you close.

he pulled away, resting his forehead on yours. he brought a hand up and held one that rested on his cheek.

“you’re my best friend.” he spoke. “but i want more. im so in love with you its not even funny. thats why we left, i can’t stand seeing you with anyone else.” he told.

your eyes scanned his face, looking for any indication of a lie. there wasn’t one. you smiled and pulled him back into you, your lips meeting his again.

he was in love.

you are in love.

true love.

she shoots, she scores!!!

[lovelykil]

hiii spookie dookie pookie bear😊

my request is like fluffy birthday idc what it's abt at all or how's it's written (i just don't want smut pls) just something for readers birthday bc mines tomorrowwww😝 (im gonna jump💔)

birthday stars—

killua

oneshot

note; happy birthday!! :3 @vampygirl444 I tried whipping something for you but sorry for posting so late, it's been a busy day 😭✊🏾✊🏾 NO proof read (-。-;)

the night was still young after you blew your candles to your favorite flavor cake Aunt Mito worked hard on. The surpirse party hosted by Kurapika, Gon and Leorio was simply amazing. even the silverette had a part in it... mainly helping with the decorations but nobody really knew what his gift would be to you.

Killua watches you take the gifts your hunter friends gave you up to Gon's room, and store it where your belongings remained at. When you turned around you were startled by his sudden apperance, eyes bulging out and a lost of balance for a mere second.

"Killua? Jeez you need to stop doing that..." you let out a sigh of relief. He simply hums, and faintly smirks at your startled expression. The boy takes a few steps toward you, "its funny watching you jump though." he teases. You fold your arms to your chest with a unserious eyeroll.

"you can be so bitter sometimes. Anyway, did you need something?" you watch him pause merely few inches from you, your question linginger in the air. There was a silence that fell momentarily, your arms drop.

"Kil-" "come with me." you are cut off by his sudden straightforward reply. Your brow rose, "what-" before you could finish the boy grabs your wrist and sneakily leads you out the small home without anyone noticing. You run with him into the wild, confused yet weridly eager to arrive at the destination he so desperately wants to take you.

The moon follows behind as you run through the field of soft grass with him, its amazing how his grip never slips even when at such speeds. Bright yellow bugs of light emerge from the grassy grounds when he guides you into the depths of the wilderness creating such an unforgettable scene. You cant help but let out strings of laughs and gasps as the fireflies flee around you and away into the night sky. After crossing hills and small puddles, Killua finally lets go of your wrist to turn around. Your hands land on your knees as you huff for air. You lift your finger in the air, gesturing him to wait as you gasp for air. He digs his hands into the pockets of his shorts and waits, but of course without skipping the opportunity to sneak in a snarky comment.

"we didnt even go that far Y/n..." he says, his voice dropping with playfullness. Once you finally catch your breath and swiftly lean back up and let out a loud huff. "Well maybe give me a heads up next time when you want to randomly run into the forest!" Your eyes narrow at him making him chuckle, your irraition with him always never fails to amuse him. He takes his hands out from his pockets, seemingly holding tightly onto something before setting his hands behind his back. "well dont just stand there, come over here." he swiftly turns himself around and walks toward the cliff. With the curioisty growing thicker within yourself ever since you left the home, you dont hesitate following him. Killua is sat criss cross just a few feet away from the ledge, shortly you join him with knitted brows.

"Killua seriously, what the hell are we do-" "just shut up and lay down." he demands. You watch him lay on the cold dirty ground, his sapphire eyes flickering towards you.

You blink at him, debating whether to drag him off the cliff or simply walk away from his rude ass.

"well?" he waits, his eyes never leaving yours. You decide on peace today and groan. "I'm missing the party you know." you shuffle near him. Killua gazes back at the sky, "just look up, idiot." you snap your neck at him, staring at the side of his face whilst laying near him. "I'm seriously going to drag you off this cliff if you keep being an asshole on MY birth-"

"oh my god!" Killua grumbles and takes matters into his own hands, he grabs your chin and forces your gaze up at the sky. You were about to snap at him, but the scenery above you made the irriation you felt fade... quick. As he watches your tense demnor fade and the stars twinkling in your eyes, he slowly frees your chin and smiles, "just... look." he mutters.

Your breath is taken by the numerous glistening stars far up above you. You try and reach out, hopes of maybe stealing the prettiest star, your fingers bending slowly but when you open your hands, your met with nothing.

Your expression falls.

when your hand falls your eyes dilate once again. "its not as pretty as those stars above, but its shiney." Killua whispers as he holds a ring above you. You immediately sit up and look over at him with a shocked expression, you take the ring and examine it, "dont you think we're too young to marry!?" you cry out with a flushed face. Soon he blushes, "what?! its not a wedding ring, its a promise ring-!" he yells, his embarrassment loud as ever. A very LOUD silence falls between you two, the crickets chriping in the background really contributed to the awkward scene. When it finally dawned on you, you look at the ring then back at him. You do this a few times before feeling your eyes water.

Killua sits there awakwardly as he sees your lip quiver. "Are you gonna cr-"

"YES." you shout while slipping on the ring. He playfully rolls his eyes and helps you up so you can happy cry on his shoulder while he rubs your back. "this... is such a... thoughtful gift Killua! I can't believe you bought it..." You cry out. He continues to hold you close while rubbing your back in cirlular motions, "you dont have to be a baby about it..." he grumbles, trying to act unfazed but a smile finds its way on his face holding you close. You sniffle some more before pulling away, your wet lashes flicker up at him, you give him a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry, it's just I never would've thought you'd do something so... mushy like this." you half heartly chuckle. Killua gazes at you, letting your words sink in. He hums, wiping your soaked face with his knuckles, a loving gesture that goes unnoitced by you. You blush, looking away from him. He brings your attention back to him by lifting your chin, your gaze is captured by him for a few lingering moments. "listen," he pauses, his eyes drifitng from yours. You wait paitently with a little glint in your eyes staring at him and his now faint red cheeks.

He looks back at you to suddenly cup your face , he contiunes. "I know I'm not the romantic type but you know I would do anything for your stupid pretty face." he grumbles out but cant help but smile afterward. You melt into his touch and let out a laugh, enjoying his tough guy persona fall. When your laughs fades all you can do is gaze into his eyes that were fixed on yours, such love and devotion evident in his low gaze. Your hands lightly cup his face, your new ring cold to the touch but he doesnt mind.

Your thumb strums across his pale features lovingly, the silverette insantly closes his eyes and becomes one with your soft touch he absolutely adores. "thank you, Kil." He opens his eyes at your soft words. Your gaze never falls, too busy captured by his beauty to even lookn away. Killua blushes, growing nervous yet again but he tries to conceal it by calling you an insult such as, well

"idiot.." but he kisses your forehead and smiles.

"happy birthday."

[writteninlunarlight-years]

(Hazbin Hotel) I got a (hopefully fun) challenge for you! How about a little scenario, headcannons, or heck, just a series of funny interactions with the following idea- Its about a shy!reader who gets super bubbly and fun when they are around people they know, but gets really quiet and introverted around people they don't. You know, the type of person where they take awhile to get out of their shell but once they do they are a HOOT. Anyway, the reader is friends with Charlie who ADORES them and loves hanging out with them. When Lucifer moves into the hotel, he quickly gets enamored with the reader, seeing them interact with his daughter and how fun they seem to be... the problem is, whenever Lucifer goes to talk/interact with them, the reader's shyness kicks in and they immediately clam up and start practically hiding behind Charlie.

I thought this would be a funny idea to play around with because Lucifer already has trouble talking to people as it is and now you have TWO losers who cant talk to anyone! :D

Someone New~

(Okay, so these are little scenarios based on the first meetings; they all lead up to Lucifer at the end, though. Plus, a little happy ending blurb)

Charlie: You were really quiet when you first met Charlie. You wanted to give friendship with her a shot, though, seeing as she could be the path to redemption. However, the fear of being perceived and messing up was sometimes too much. However, Charlie worked hard to help you come out of your shell. Starting with just using herself, she got you to warm up to her gently. Soon, she was your favorite person to talk to, and you couldn’t help but laugh and have a good time. As she added more people to your crew of Sinners, you trusted her judgment and let her help you open up. 

Whenever her father called to check on her, though, you would immediately clam up. You figured that with how nice and sweet Charlie was, her father had to be the same, but he was also the big boss of hell. Anytime Charlie handed the phone to you so you could say something, you would just squeak and run away from it. You didn’t mean to come off as rude; you just couldn’t imagine having a conversation on any level with the Lucifer King of Hell.

Vaggie: When Charlie found Vaggie and introduced you two, it was awkward, to say the least. Vaggie was entirely reserved, and you hid behind Charlie like a puppy would. As time passed and you overheard more conversations between Vaggie and Charlie, you grew more used to the girl. You were the first person informed about their relationship, which made you so happy for them. As you got used to having Vaggie around, she taught you how to fight in case you were ever caught up in another extermination or even on the streets of hell. Something you would always be very grateful for, especially when Adam came down.

The only time you couldn't be around Vaggie was when she was discussing plans with Lucifer about the hotel. Anytime Vaggie calls, texts, or speaks to him in person, you would be right back glued to Charlie's side or whoever was the farthest away. You had no vendetta against the Fallen Angel. He was just so powerful and imposing. You didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of him.

Angel: You grew close to Angel the fastest. Something about his attitude and fluid personality was so calming and yet also chaotic. You needed your time to process his flirtatious jokes and advances. That was one thing you were never fully prepared for. However, Angel was really kind and knew that when it was just you two alone, he didn’t need to go all that far with you. You were just a shy, innocent one, and he could respect your boundary as long as he could be his masked self in front of the others. Angel was also the first person to bring up your fear of Lucifer. Any time Angel decided to talk about Lucifer, you would close off and retreat in yourself again. Angel would go on and on about how it was because you respected and loved the demon. You had to disagree, though, because you didn’t even know what love was, especially since you had a rough life around romance before your death. Angel was adamant that you were smitten with the big king of hell. Even went as far as trying to trip you into him on occasion.

Alastor: Alastor was the hardest one to get used to next to Lucifer. Whereas the king of hell thought you disliked him and gave you space, Alastor was the opposite. See, Alastor knew you hated people in your bubble, especially people you were not close to. He relished in making you uncomfortable and just always appeared just right there. Like all things, though, the more he did this, the more used to it you got till you were at the point you actually would seek Alastor out. Eventually, your distaste for one another turned into a friendship and a quite close one at that.

However, things took a turn for the worse when Alastor suddenly decided that Lucifer liked you. See, when he had this idea, he made it very difficult for the king of hell to be around you. He not only enjoyed watching you squirm when Lucifer was nearby but also liked watching Lucifer rage at his closeness to you. Alastor never understood something as fickle as love, but he knew it made people do crazy and amusing things.

Husk: Being the grumpy barkeep he was, it wasn’t until Angel forced you to sit at the bar that you two actually met. You stayed quiet and oddly close to Angel, but Husk chalked it up to you being another unfortunate soul who made one wrong move and ended up rotting in hell. Many nights were spent with you, listening to Husk and Angel talk and bicker with one another. After the first time, you opened up and laughed, Husk let out a genuine smile. Angel and he made it a game after that to see who could get you to crack first. This odd friendship eventually bloomed into you sitting at the bar and talking with Husk alone. This also led to you drunkenly admitting how attractive and breathtaking the King of Hell was.

Husk kept your affections and attraction to himself. Each night, when you would drunkenly confess more and more to him, it was amusing. It became even more entertaining when the King would show up at his bar just as drunk and admit his feelings for you. Yet you two would never remember due to the alcohol, leaving the only one to know about any of this himself. He was just a lowly barkeep, though he did not need to get involved.

Nifty: She was an odd duck, but like Angel, she grew on you quickly. Honestly, Niffty wasn’t around you much, but when she was, she was a riot. She was chaos in a small body, and it was hilarious. She was also good to just vent, too, as long as you gave her some super glue and bugs you found. Like Alastor, though, she loved causing trouble, so when she saw how the King of all Bad Boys looked at you, she was set on making something happen.

Nifty's pranks on getting you and Lucifer alone together were the worst. She wasn't doing it cause she saw the apparent pining between you two. She was just doing it cause hearing your squeak and Lucifer's stutters were funny. Eventually, she joined in with helping Alastor by making Lucifer walk in every time Alastor was all over you so they could debate how red his face got.

Lucifer: He had no idea why you hated him so much. From the moment Charlie formally introduced him to you, he was smitten. You were adorable and, quite honestly, as cute as a duck. He wanted nothing more than to get to know you and hear his name from your lips. However, you never stayed long when he was present. He could barely get a word in before you were gone or hiding behind Charlie. 

Defeat slowly crept in that he would never grow close to his little duckling. However, time would only tell as the hotel banded together in their own ways to get you two together. From Alastors jabs at Jealousy to Husk's knowing looks, even Charlie and Vaggie pushing you two around each other more and more, there was bound to be a breakthrough. You two obviously longed for one another from afar; you needed some excellent ol' communication.

With that said, when Charlie finally forced you two to be alone together, it was the most awkward moment of both of your lives. Lucifer couldn’t talk cause he was stuttering, and you were mute due to your fear of new people. However, you also saw this as your one chance not to fuck this up, and surprisingly Lucifer seemed to have the same ideas. As you both turned back to each other to say something, you collided, causing you to stumble and Lucifer to catch you. If you could be any more in love right now, then you would be. As if in a movie, all the pieces fell into place, and suddenly, it wasn’t scary talking to him anymore.

It still took a few tries before you were your bubbly self with him like you were with everyone else. Lucifer took pride in being the only one to bring out an even better new side of you. The loving and caring side that extended far beyond friendship.

Who knew that you could grow to love someone new~

[nylacouldntmakeit]

heyyyy!!! i absolutely LOVED your hcs for soda x ditzy!reader, so i was wondering if you could do the same for ponyboy? i imagine it would be different since he’s a lot smarter then soda is, maybe get annoyed a bit but he could never stay mad? tysm!!!!!!!!

yayyy! n’ yes i can <3

Ponyboy Curtis x ditzy! y/n

tw: swear words (thats all.)

Ponyboy teaching his sweetheart how to sound out hard words because he thinks with the mindset that, “if i can do it, so can you.”

Ponyboy who is just a tad envious with the far-away look in your eyes, because he wishes life could be so blissful to him as it is to you.

Ponyboy and his dense love who have weekly dates at the playground, and though pony finds your childish behavior occasionally annoying, he cant help but grin at your laugh as you swing.

Ponyboy who reads stories to you with words you couldn’t even imagine trying to say, but he pauses every so often telling you what a word means without you having to ask.

When you ramble about the latest trends, or about the rude girl who scuffed your new mary-janes at school, he’ll feel his heart flutter.

(teensy drabble because why nawt.)

“She stepped all over em’! Ugh, and-and um…I forgot what I was gonna say.” You frowned, starring intently at the clouds while trying your hardest to remember what in Gods name you were gonna say next.

“Thats okay, how bout’ you tell me somethin’ more positive instead hm?” Pony sat next to you, his hands clasped together. He peered at you occasionally with a raised eyebrow, a key signifier that he was indeed listening.

“Kay’! uhm…oh yes! Today I explained to Mr.Auther that I did write my history paper on my own! He said “there’s no way on God’s green earth that I knew what fluncuate meant”, but I told him I really did!” You jutted your lip out in a pout.

“That ain’ too kind of em’ is it? Well, you’ll just have to keep provin’ em’ wrong.” Pony shrugged, his voice laced with nonchalance. He knew you could do it, you just needed a few small pushes from him.

“Everybody always callin’ me dumb. I ain’ dumb! But…I ain’ to smart neither…” you shook your head. Sure you didn’t know what most words meant, or how to say em’, and you sure as hell didn’t know quadratics, but that didn’t make you dumb!

“I know it, so like I said, just keep provin em’ wrong.”

Pony never was one to hop on your pity train. He knew you better than anyone. If he gave in and gave you the sympathy you agged for, he’d end up just doing everything for you.

“Well, can you read this book for me? Oh and do the thing you usually do, where you stop n’ ‘splain it for me! ‘kay?” You batted your eyes at him while holding the worn book up with both your hands.

“I will, let’s head back to my place alright? Ain’ no sense in reading out here in the cold.” He stood and stretched before offering you his palened hand.

“Okay!” You grabbed his hand and stood with a bounce, sure school and stuff was hard, but pony made learning oh so sweet.

[han-binary]

genre : silly drabble ! fluff and implied smut :) mentions of drinking, fingering, female!reader x lee minho, making out, unprotected sex, foreplay, being walked in on.

summary : after a horrible day, you seek nothing but the comfort of your lover.

a/n : this is a birthday gift for one of my most cherished friends, happy birthday sweet girl <3 love u to bits!

after a crappy day, your birthday no less, you wanted nothing but to curl up into a ball in the arms of your lover - minho. it would be sweet to say you were high school lovers, destined to be with each other, but it simply wasnt that easy. hell, in the beginning you didnt even like minho, he was your college rival. you loathed each other, though of course that simply covered your true feelings for each other.

as if the universe was laughing at you, a car drives by and splashes you with a huge puddle the second you step foot off of the bus, leaving you drenched and cold. you were barely inches from your door as you bust into tears, the key not fitting in the lock was the final thing to set you off.

minho, being the big softie he was, could immediately hear your sniffles and whimpers and he rushes over to let you in, wrapping you in his arms and not caring that he would be getting drenched as well.

"oh... my sweet girl, did you have a tough day?" he guides you in, running a warm shower nearly immediately and pouring a glass of your favorite wine as you stepped in.

your silent sniffles are all he needed as an answer.

finally, after a warm shower, some snuggles and much needed supper, minho could coerce you out to his big surprise he had for you. a surprise outing at a local club, where all your friends would gather to celebrate you.

"oh.. wow, y/n." he breathes out, licking his lips once he saw you. "you.. you look absolutely stunning." he steps closer to smooth your pretty outfit out, softly pecking your lips before pulling back to admire you. "how am i gonna keep my hands off of you?" he murmurs, arm looping your waist as he guides you in, all of your friends spotting you and cheering happily. minho swore he could memorize the way your eyes lit up - and how happy you looked after a truly terrible day.

and of course, being a touchy lover, and even more so, a touchy tipsy lover, minhos hands were all over you. they roamed anything they could touch, your hips, your waist, your butt. they grabbed anything they could - pulling you as close as he could on the dance floor and locking your lips together as you looped your arms around his neck.

"Y/n, you look so good.. i cant stop staring." he murmurs against your lips, chuckling heartily as he sees your face flush up.

the boy starts to kiss down your neck, lightly kissing your sweet spot and then a bit further down to your exposed collar bone and chest, and when you pull him back he looks at you with lovestruck, sparkly eyes, and perfect swollen lips.

he cant help but giggle as you drag him to the bathroom, the two of you forgetting to lock the door as he quickly hoists you up onto the counter. the chased kisses, hushed moans, it was all perfect.

minho gently bunches your dress up to your hips, kissing you softly as he gently rubs over your pretty panties, cooing as your face contorts into one of pleasure as his thumb gently grinds against your clit. "feel good, baby?" he asks sweetly, gently pressing your lips together again as he continues to rub his thumb in circles.

at your pleading, he tugs the fabric aside, and rubs his cock through your slick folds, the two of your were hot messes, half clothed, hair messy and your lipstick was smudged on both of you as he finally eases into you, the soft squelching filling up the room as he starts to pick up a rhythmic thrust, watching each time as his cock disappears inside your pretty pussy.

the boy dips his head down to kiss at your neck, sucking soft marks into your pretty skin as he thrusts hard, groaning each time you clench around his cock. "fuck, pretty.." he rasps softly

and with each time you clenched, he could tell you were getting closer and closer - and of course he was too, about to ask if you wanted him to pull out when he hears the door fling open - your good friend hyunjin coming inside to use the bathroom but instead staring at you as you moaned minho's name loudly, clearly in the midst of your orgasm.

it was something all three of you could laugh about someday, but when you left the bathroom it was red faces and an awkward interaction.

[uluvjay]

threesome w mitch and auston

- 🧍🏻‍♀️

Auston Matthews x fem reader! x Mitch Marner

Best friends share everything right?

Warnings?; SMUT, p in v, unprotected sex(use protection), oral(m receiving), cursing, slight degradation, praising, risky sex, getting caught, I cant think of anymore.

Sorry for any errors!

Austons hand covered her mouth doing his best to keep her pathetic moans from spilling out and revealing what exactly they were doing in their basement.

The couple had lied and said they were running down to grab a few more bottles of wine for their large group of guests upstairs-but in reality Auston had taken her down there to fuck her stupid.

Hearing the squeak of the hinges from the door atop the carpeted stairs Auston leaned into the girls ear; whom was bent over the sectional that rested in front of the projector screen.

“If you get us caught so help me god you won’t be able to walk straight for a week, understood?” He questioned and the clench of the girls cunt around his cock was all he needed as an answer.

“Guys? You’ve been gone a while, everything okay?” They heard the all to familiar voice of Mitch call as his feet made their way down the stairs.

The couple tried to make up an excuse to keep him on the stairs but they were to late as the Brunette had already caught sight of them in a very unholy situation.

“Guys what the hell!” Mitch exclaimed at his friends, however his eyes never moved away.

Auston was about to yell at his closest friend to go back upstairs and act like this never happened but the feeling of his girlfriend’s cunt clenching around him, had a smirk appearing on his face.

And as he looked over to his best to find a slight blush covering his pale cheeks and eyes glued to where the couple connected under the skirt of his girlfriends flowy dress, another idea popped into his head.

“Mitch you either gotta stay or go back up stairs, your call but make it quick before she starts acting like a brat” the tattoo covered man spoke

“I-uh-what?” Mitch stumbled over himself, making sure he heard the man correctly.

“You can either stay or leave, but hurry up and make your pick” Auston shrugged as he began moving his hips again.

Auston smirked at the cry that escaped your throat as Mitch made his was further into the room, hesitantly trying to find where he should slot himself.

“Why don’t you show Mitchy how good that mouth is baby? Huh? Show him how good you can be” he cooed at her.

“Okay” she blushed and motioned for Mitch to come stand in front of her.

When Mitch finally managed to move his body into range of the girls hands she pulled him even closer by his belt and began removing it.

Pulling his pants and boxers down just enough for his cock to spring out the girl was met with a delightful sight. Mitch was about the same length as Auston just a tad bit skinner.

She worked his semi hard cock for a moment while Auston regained a pace behind her, his hands holding her hips.

A shudder ran down Mitches spine as her tongue finally came into contact with the head of his cock, slowly swirling around the angry tip.

“Fuck” the blue eyed man groaned as she finally took him into her mouth all the way, her cheeks hollowed as she began moving back and forth.

Her moans from Austons movements behind her were vibrating his cock and sending shocks through his body.

“Such a desperate thing for taking both of us” Auston hissed.

“M’ not desperate” she babbled as she pulled away from Mitches cock for some much needed air.

“Mhm sure” Auston laughed as he slowed his pace and fucked her deeper, coaxing an almost to loud moan that was muffled by Mitch pulling her back to his cock.

His hands tangled into her locks, guiding her movements this time round. Tears had began to stream down the girls face, pretty little tracks of her bleeding mascara messing up her flawlessly done makeup.

“Such a good mouth” Mitch groaned as a slight gag came from your throat.

Auston smirked at the sight of his friend, hands tangled in your locks while his head was thrown back with a clenched jaw and shut eyes.

“M’ getting close” she pulled away from Mitches cock for a moment to speak.

“Can feel you clenching me, c’mon and come for us pretty girl” Auston encouraged, feeling his own knot forming in his stomach.

You could came with a hard shudder at his words, the feeling of him splitting you open and Mitch taking you from the front was just too much for you to hold off.

“Shit, I’m gonna come pretty girl” Mitch groaned as he felt his thighs begin to shake and his thrusts become matched to austons-who was also coming up on his high.

“I’m gonna fill you and you’re gonna swallow Mitches come, understand baby?” Auston spoke, his thrusts becoming hurried and sloppy as he felt that euphoric feeling creeping up faster and faster.

“I understand” you breathed for a second before Mitch was pulling your mouth back onto his cock.

Within seconds both men reached their highs within milliseconds of one another, Auston growled as he filled your hot core with his cum.

Mitches thighs shook as he looked down at your fucked out face that was covered in sweat, spit, and tears-he didn’t think you’d ever looked prettier.

Slowly pulling out of her both men tucked themselves away before helping the girl to her feet, Auston ran a hand through her hair before lightly speaking.

“Gonna go tell everyone you got sick and then we can move this into the bedroom.”

“To the bedroom?” You questioned, and while your voice waivered the way your eyes lit up at his words had Auston knowing that you wanted nothing more than to get both men into your bed.

“Yeah, think mitchy should get to feel how tight that pretty little cunt of yours is” he smirked before taking off up the stairs and making sure you were safe in Mitches arms.

-

@luvmatth3ws

[nmakii]

I CANT HELP IT! IM SORRY but we know Al dies in his late 30s early 40s so we can assume he at least got to watch his kids grow up into young adults? What happens when Al dies and reader is “set free?” Only to figure out her children aren’t all who they seem to be? I can see reader’s son possibly becoming a corrupt detective/cop and perhaps her daughter gets into fashion or becoming a teacher? Im not sure what Emi’s future might be but im very curious on your thoughts!

UH OH, SHE’S LOSING HER CONTROL!

[hold up! read the rest of the story first!!]

— and when it seemed like there was no more hope, the monster of the house was slain.

and so, 12 years passed by like a breeze. despite being trapped in this hellhole called home, it was all worth it. for the children, all of it was worth it. noah, just 22 and he’s already a fine policeman, keeping the people in line. and the family treasure, emilia— aged 15, and yet a smart little girl. starting her own little farm outside, from cotton to potatoes, and keeping the family afloat. such wonderful kids, it’s a miracle alastor’s manipulations didn’t rub off on them.

1933, times were tough— the stock market crashed, the bank had failed, and everyone was living off of rations. thankfully, radios gained more popularity, and alastor had profited off of it, making sure his little family was fed with a roof over their heads— he seemed to not only enjoy the newfound wealth, but also the suffering in the streets... suitable for a monster such as himself. and while he worked, you and emilia had used the cotton from her farm to create and sell dresses, your own little effort to the community.

still, that didn’t change the hell that was outside your little safe haven. it wasn’t rare for young men to knock on your door, begging for work. and while your heart felt for them, it couldn’t change what alastor had in mind for them. he’d bring them in— down into the basement. and that very night, suddenly there was meat on the table.

you knew what he did, you weren’t an idiot. he gave you that man’s flesh. but, you did what you had to do. for the children, so that they’re well-nourished. and against your better judgement, you followed through, serving what seemed to be a steak. your husband seemed to love your ultimate submissiveness, one way or the other, you’d give into his ways. although it made your stomach churn, the very thought of eating the poor man, it was hard to live during these times, it was what had to be done.

and, it was why you let your children on a hunting trip with him. “little emi’s first trip! you excited, lil’ sis?” noah laughed, patting his sister on the head. “don’t do that, you’ll mess up my hair!” emilia frowned back. alastor laughed at the two as he held you by the waist, “oh, those two!” he mused, looking back to face you. “we’ll be home in time for dinner, my love. i love you so very much!” he smiled, kissing you all over. you hated whenever he did that— when he acted like he’d done nothing wrong, yet you didn’t fight back. what point was there to it? 15 years, and he’s managed to keep you in this house, there was no more use in fighting back.

“okay. just keep them safe, alastor.” you said as he pressed his nose against your’s. he smiled against your lips and laid onto you one final kiss. “don’t you worry your pretty little head, my dear. i’ll protect them with my life.”

and, that was the last time you saw him.

when your children came home, they looked frightened. “m..momma…” emilia whimpered. “oh, baby, what’s wrong? where’s dad?” you asked, running towards them to make sure they were safe. “…ma…” noah let out. “dad’s dead…” he said, ashamed to look you in the eye. “he’s… dead..?” you asked, dazed. “momma! i-i didn’t mean to!” your daughter cried, pulling you closer to hug. “you didn’t mean to..? emi, what happened?” you pulled your daughter far away enough to see her teary-eyed face.

“…i shot dad…” she said, hiccuping in-between words. your eyes widened at her words. “d-dad was on his knees in the dirt, so i thought he was a deer ‘n i shot him…” she explained, wiping her tears. “momma, i don’t wanna go to jail.” she cried out. “don’t worry, baby. you won’t go to jail. you didn’t mean to…” you kissed her on the forehead.

standing up properly, you looked your son in the eyes, wet as he tried to hold his tears back. “baby, i need you to show me where dad is, i’ll take care of it.” you said. “y-yeah, ok, momma… i’ll take you there…” he nodded his head. “emi, go prepare dinner while i’m gone. momma will take care of this mess.” you told her as she nodded her head.

when you arrived, alastor’s body was mangled beyond recognition, the only way you knew it was him was by the clothes he wore— it must have been someone’s hunting dogs, that means it’s possible somebody already discovered the body, and is headed to the police station. the only possible reason alastor could have been here and on his knees, as emilia said, must have been to dispose of a body. so, the ground beneath you must have a corpse. only the lord knows how many bodies alastor could’ve hidden here. but then, you had an idea.

but, first, you had to check. you dug the dirt below alastor’s body. and lo and behold, was the corpse of noah’s friend-turned-enemy, kenneth. “d…did dad kill ken..?” noah asked, afraid of the answer. “i suppose he did.” you said, frowning over your own answer. did the years truly turn you as heartless as him..? “now, noah… if you don’t want your sister to be locked away in a correctional facility, you’ll help me. understand?” you asked, speaking for the first time with a strict tone. “y-yes, momma…” he said as he pushed back in about 3 feet of dirt. he helped you lower his father’s mangled corpse into the grave, pushing back the remaining 3 feet of dirt.

“now, dear… i need you to head back to your station and see if any hunters reported a corpse in the forest, okay? and, make sure those police dogs you have sniff this area, so that they can find dad…” you said to him, explaining your plan. “yeah, okay, momma… i don’t want little emi going to jail…” he said. this was wrong, but it was to protect your family. for the children, right? you won’t let alastor ruin the family even in his death. if those cops found out that emilia killed alastor, they’d try to punish her for all of his crimes as well.

and with that, you returned home. and when noah came back, he returned triumphant. “they bought it, momma. don’t you worry, emi. no cops are gonna take you away. if they try, i’ll kill ‘em” he assured her, hugging his little sister as the weight on her shoulders fell.

this is good, right? even though it resulted in alastor’s death, all three of you are free from his manipulations. and, yes, you framed an innocent hunter— but, it was to protect the family. after all, you raised such wonderful kids, they don’t deserve to go to jail. they’re so kind, they’d dirty their hands for each other. and… that’s a good thing, isn’t it? they’re loyal to their family.

but then, the guilt finally started to settle in.

and it weighed on your shoulders when they finally lowered alastor’s casket into the ground.

1891 — 1933

loving husband and father

he will be missed by all who knew him

the monster was finally gone.