#I JUST CANE BACK FROM THE CONCERT AND IT WAS FUCKING INSANE

[hellsquills]

Mark my words: the next Bruce Springsteen live album will be Live in Madrid 2024 (June 15th)

(If you were there show yourselves!!)

[lenific]

@thatvermilionflycatcher asked Rumbelle + ‘Could you stop doing that?’ Set in Los Simuladores.

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Belle felt Gold’s hooded gaze on her as she crossed the room to join the group at the table, but she pretended not to notice. She had offered her friendship and he’d slapped it away; if he wanted to make amends, he could step up and say something instead of trying to stare her into giving him an opening.

Her stomach still clenched into an unpleasant knot when the door snapped closed and her ears caught the faint sound of his cane against the floor as he headed to his private quarters. Coward, she thought, still seething at having served as the target of his undeserved tirade. He might be sorry, but until she heard an actual apology, Belle wanted nothing to do with the horrible man.

So intent was she on ignoring Gold, that Jefferson’s words, coming from a few inches away, caught her by surprise.

“Could you stop doing that?”

Belle glanced at him, at a loss as to his meaning. Her puzzlement grew when the other two men, far from dismissing their partner’s question as they often did when Jefferson’s love for needless drama peeked out, joined in the plea with nods of their own. She fidgeted, disconcerted at being the target of their concerted interest outside of an operation. “Stop doing… what?”

Jefferson rolled his eyes. “This thing,” he said, emphasizing the vagueness of the term with an exasperated wave of his hand, “you and Gold have going on. It was funny in the beginning, but now it’s just sad.”

“There’s nothing going on,” Belle told them, though her voice sounded irritated to her own ears. “In any case,-” she plugged in her laptop and connected it to the projector- “I found something that will help us get our client in the good graces of his future father-in-law. Mr. Fisher might claim to have no liking for music, but he’s saved a few videos of Mrs. Fisher dragging him onto a karaoke stage. I think-”

Jefferson grabbed her wrist before she could click the file open. “Yes, Beauty. Your hacking skills will save the day again, but why don’t we focus on you for once.”

Belle shuddered at the idea. “Let’s not.”

The brief struggle for the laptop mouse ended when the equipment abruptly turned off.

The projector plug in hand, David stood over them, looking exasperated. “Hatter, don’t be a baby. She will talk when she’s ready.”

Belle was about to thank him for his tact, but Viktor spoke first:

“No, she won’t.” He gave Belle an unapologetic stare, daring her to contradict him. “They’re made from the same cloth, she and Gold. Whatever is bothering her, she’ll either find a solution or let it fester, but God forbid she asks for help.” He leaned back into his chair, balancing his weight on the two back legs and pushing off into a rocking motion by pressing his feet against the table leg. “See? I told you it would be useless,” he said to Jefferson and David, his smirk entirely too smug for Belle’s taste. “She’s the suffering kind.”

Belle glared back at him. “No, I’m not.”

Viktor laughed. “Tell that to someone who hasn’t seen you mope around all week. What gives, Beauty?” He gave her his best impression of a concerned physician. “Gold didn’t live up to his end of the bargain, so to speak?”

Belle didn’t understand his meaning until Jefferson chimed in:

“Not Mr. Punctilious. He’d never leave a lady hanging.” He took advantage of Belle’s bewildered spluttering to grab her hand and pat it comfortingly. “Now, now. No need to look embarrassed, my lovely friend. You’re among family. Your secret stays here.” He leaned forward, his voice kept low. “He finished too quickly, didn’t he?”

Belle felt her cheeks burn. “What? No!”

“No shame in it,” Jefferson continued, as if they discussed Belle’s sex life often. “It happens to the best of us.”

Viktor snorted. “Speak for yourself, Hatter. Charming?”

David flushed, but his quick look away spoke for itself. “Never mind that,” he said out loud, coming again to separate Jefferson from Belle. “You two apologize to Belle - I mean, to Beauty, at once. Her personal life is none of our business.”

“When it affects Gold, it affects us,” Jefferson protested, while Viktor bit off more practically, “Everyone’s private life is our business, boy.”

“We could ask Gold for his input,” David warned, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket.

The other two groaned, but even though David was the youngest among them, they fell in line and grunted their apologies.

Belle felt her anger rise, and was tempted to grab her computer and walk far from this group of men who had so little respect for boundaries. Then she remembered what had drawn her to work with them in the first place: they always thought outside the box, and they didn’t shy away from the less lady-like aspects of her personality or her need to root around for every last nanobyte of information.

It was too soon to consider them friends, but at last she was a freak in a group of freaks.

A show of acceptance, she supposed, was adequate.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” she told them, taking measured breaths to keep her voice steady. “Gold and I are business partners, just like you are to him. Nothing more.”

Three pairs of eyes fixed on her with incredulity.

“Christ. It’s worse than I imagined,” said Jefferson, looking aghast right before he bumped his forehead against the table. “We’re doomed!”

Viktor grabbed his shoulder and righted him up. “Save the melodrama for tonight’s job, idiot. At least now we know why he’s been looking as if he’s about to devour somebody.” He glanced over at Belle to make sure she’d gotten his meaning, then gave Jefferson another shake. “This is good.”

“It is?”

“Sure,” said Viktor. “Gold isn’t angry. He isn’t nursing a bruised ego over some underperformance. He’s just…” Just in time, he caught David’s warning gaze. It took a few seconds for him to discard several obscene options. “Itching”

Now it was Jefferson’s turn to slap him over the head. “You're such an ass, Doc. Does she look like a tick?” He swatted at Viktor again, hitting a different place since Viktor’s hands couldn’t protect the whole area. “Itching, indeed.”

Belle giggled at their antics, but still shook her head. “It’s really not like that.”

“He likes you,” David said, his voice low and earnest. Unlike Belle, he didn’t startle when Jefferson and Viktor rolled onto the floor and continued their grappling there. “He’s never actually let anyone else into this room, outside the three of us. He could have requested that you email the information, but instead he invited you in.”

Belle looked away. “I kind of blackmailed him into that…”

Viktor and Jefferson came to a sudden halt, whirling their heads in her direction. Even David was openmouthed, and he had to swallow before he could speak again. “Blackmail?”

Belle thought quickly. “I threatened to expose the group,” she told them, feeling lousy for deceiving them with the truth. A promise, however, was a promise. Gold’s family was his secret to keep. “I’m sorry.”

The men didn’t look offended at all. After the last couple of months, Belle knew that they were used to similar threats on a constant basis.

“Well, fuck me sideways,” Viktor said, eyebrows high with shock, “Gold must really like you. I mean, I knew he wanted to— ouch, Charming! I was going to say, scratch an itch. Honest.”

“There isn’t an honest bone in you, Doctor. Not when you’re talking to a woman.” David relaxed his grip on Viktor’s shoulder anyway, though a last squeeze reminded the other man not to say more. “He’s right, though,” he told Belle, lips curving into a good-humored smile. “Gold likes you.”

“Doubtful.”

“You know, lovely girl. There’s an easy way to test our theory.” Jefferson grinned, just as he did when he uncovered the information that would serve as a fulcrum upon which to lever an operation. ���Jump the guy, and see what happens.”

Belle squeaked, tripping over her own tongue to refuse such insane advice.

“We can bet on it,” piped in Viktor, looking eager at the chance.

Her silence, apparently, was being taken as agreement.

Even David looked thoughtful. “Important matters deserve a frontal approach, he always says,” he reminded her. “Don’t you think this is important enough?”

“Yes!” she snapped. “And he already told me he’s not interested, okay.” When they looked doubtful, Belle sighed and told all, “I wanted to be friends, he said no. Emphatically.”

The guys were wincing. But not in sympathy with her.

“Friends?” Jefferson shook his head. “That’s cold, Beauty.”

“I’d be a wreck, too,” Viktor agreed.

David twisted his mouth as if he’d bitten into something unpleasant. “I’m sure you meant well,” he told her, “but put yourself in his shoes for a minute. You meet someone interesting-”

“And hot,” Viktor added.

“-and attractive,” David said, glaring at the other blond, “and you let them into your life, and your secrets; and you open your house to them, and give them a reason to come back - and this person just wants to be friends?”

Belle huffed. “I didn’t just—” She thought back to that conversation. Had she ever implied that she was looking for a springboard into a more serious relationship, or just played it safe? “Oh, crap.”

“It’s all right,” David told her, giving a reassuring smile. “You’ll make it better.”

Belle also remembered the aftermath of the conversation - no, it hadn’t been a conversation by the end; it had been an argument, and Gold had been a nasty beast. “Oh no,” she told his friends, confident that they’d pass on the message, “this ball is not in my court. As soon as Gold apologizes, well, we’ll see.”

The End 29/04/17

[tobns]

@alexanderludwig: can’t believe we’re gonna be starting 2018 without queen latifah #rip

@jackie_emerson: what in the fresh hell are you talking about

@isabellefuhrman: ????????????

@alexanderludwig: @jackie_emerson queen latifah died

@amandlastenberg: uh, no she didn’t

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg yes she did look it up

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludiwg WE DON’T NEED TO LOOK IT UP

@dayookeniyi: god i hate white people

@jackquaid92: you know, the last 2 years have been so peaceful without getting a single notification from twitter on december 31…one of you please tell me why in the hell we’re descending back into this ridiculousness

@amandlastenberg: once the annoying orange became president, all bets were off

@willowshields: believe me, my life was going so well without one of these sucking up all of my data, so i don’t know why we’ve all of a sudden decided to breathe life back into this dead tradition

@jackie_emerson: as with everything in life, i blame @alexanderludwig and his inability to not believe everything he reads on the internet

@alexanderludwig: IT’S NOT MY FAULT QUEEN LATIFAH DIED

@jackie_emerson: SHE IS NOT DEAD YOU IMBECILE

@jhutch1992: long time, no see twitterverse

@jackquaid92: WHY ARE WE STARTING THIS SHIT AGAIN

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 dude calm ur tits, i legit just back got into my twitter account

@jackie_emerson: …then who in the fuck has been tweeting for you

@amandlastenberg: hey josh’s publicist!!! hows it going? pls tell josh he owes me 300 bucks okay thank u :)

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg it’s actually me this time, and you will get a nickel out of me when i’m dead

@amandlastenberg: @jhutch1992 don’t speak too soon, bc that can be arranged

@alexanderludwig: @jackie_emerson https://bit.ly/lu43t0 this is the article that confirms queen latifah’s death ill wait for my apology

@jackie_emerson: who’s sat scores did you steal in order to get into usc

@willowshields: i have met hardwood floors smarter than you

@jhutch1992: guess it’s time to log back off of twitter for forever!!

@isabellefuhrman: everyone who says you have no talent is completely wrong

@alexanderludwig: @isabellefuhrman aw thanks izzy <3

@isabellefuhrman: bc it’s truly talent, being THAT stupid

@alexanderludwig: @isabellefuhrman HE Y

@jackie_emerson: ALSO I WILL APOLOGIZE FOR NOTHING

@isabellefuhrman: last nye w/out alcohol #21hereicome

@amandlastenberg: yeah ok

@jackie_emerson: i can see the champagne glass in your hand from here, and i don’t even think we’re in the same time zone

@dayookeniyi: illegal alcohol, maybe

@isabellefuhrman: ok why are you all treating me like i’m ludwig

@alexanderludwig: not much fun is it, being the punching bag of the bunch, huh @isabellefurman

@willowshields: @alexanderludwig you misspelled isabelle’s last name u dumb fuck

@alexanderludwig: @willowshields EXCUSE ME WATCH UR PROFANITIY

@jackquaid92: while i’m not surprised none of u thg fuckers have lives to tend to instead of tweeting all the livelong night, but i on the other hand DO so peace out #livefromvegas

@jackie_emerson: i didn’t know you renamed your living room ‘vegas’

@jackquaid92: @jackie_emerson YOU ARE RUDE

@amandlastenberg: there is nothing for you in vegas aside from a lifelong gambling problem, why are you there

@jackquaid92: @amandlastenberg wow you are not ready to hear about this thing called a britney spears residency

@jhutch1992: @britneyspears run

@jackquaid92: @jhutch1992 i liked you better when your publicist tweeted from your account

@dayookeniyi: can we re-ring in 2012 instead of 2018? asking for a friend

@amandlastenberg: why, so @willowshields and i will be back to being 10 again??

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg actually so obama will be back to being our president but THAT IS A VERY VALID POINT

@willowshields: it’s so he can take a few steps back from being a literal grandpa

@dayookeniyi: I’M ALMOST 30 NOT 300

@amandlastenberg: i see no difference

@jhutch1992: ok but why do we never drag @levenrambin into our twitter holiday dumpster fires like…she’s on here too

@jackie_emerson: just like you can’t work a remote, lev can’t work twitter aside from hitting the retweet button

@willowshields: she disassociates herself from us, like ludwig did that time in an interview

@alexanderludwig: @willowshields hey i apologized for that

@jackquaid92: @alexanderludwig @willowshields yes, and you could have spent more than $2 on an apology fruit basket, those berries were weak

@isabellefuhrman: i’m sorry @jackquaid92 i thought you were too busy with britney to tweet

@jackquaid92: @isabellefuhrman ….i am, it’s my publicist tweeting for me

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 YEAH RIGHT

@jackie_emerson: just like you can’t work a remote, lev can’t work twitter aside from hitting the retweet button (RETWEETED BY @levenrambin)

@willowshields: it’s been 5 years WHY CAN I NOT FIND ANY DIFFERENT FRIENDS ASIDE FROM YOU PEOPLE

@isabellefuhrman: you’re never getting rid of us

@amandlastenberg: all the old goons are like barnacles

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU’RE CALLING AN OLD GOON BUT YOU BETTER WATCH IT

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi or what? you gonna whack me with your cane? run me over with your walker?

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg i am two steps away from blocking you, calling your mother, and summoning my fairy godmother to turn you back to an eleven year old

@alexanderludwig: cant wait to liv it up tonite

@jackie_emerson: die

@isabellefuhrman: no one cares

@amandlastenberg: stop trying to revive liv it up it died before it even began

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg liv it up deserved a grammy

@amandlastenberg: @alexanderludwig if liv it up deserved a grammy, then @jackquaid92 playing the recorder deserved to be our national anthem

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg: i see nothing wrong with this logic

@amandlastenberg: if any of my neighbors are reading this – i hate u and i hope the cops show up to arrest you not for being too fucking loud, but for making it sound like pitbull is playing an outdoor concert on your patio

@willowshields: …why don’t YOU just call the cops on them

@alexanderludwig: what do you have against pitbull

@jackquaid92: and yet, you people wonder why others find us judgmental

@dayookeniyi: WHO’S THE OLD GOON NOW, COMPLAINING ABOUT THE VOLUME LEVELS

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi go back to a) knitting your sweaters and b) minding your own business

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg you just wait until you hit your late 20s and all you want to do is tactile things, you’ll be singing a different tune then

@jackie_emerson: nothing screams quality nye party like frolicking on the beach and throwing all of the stupid shit 2017 gave me out into the ocean

@amandlastenberg: pls don’t get eaten by a shark

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg i wouldn’t worry, the shark would bring her back

@alexanderludwig: you’re stupid for going out in the ocean when it isn’t shark week, emerson

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig i know damn well YOU aren’t calling ME stupid

@alexanderludwig: shark week is the only safe time to get in the water, since all the sharks are busy being on tv

@willowshields: i can feel my brain cells dying the longer i keep this app open

@isabellefuhrman: for any of you who actually bought that whole bit about @jackquaid92 being #liveatvegas …have i got news for u ;) #EXPOSED pic.twitter.com/j7skao2lm

@jackquaid92: WHAT THE FUCK ISABELLE

@jackie_emerson: MY EYES I’M BLIND

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson suuuuuuure you are ;)

@amandlastenberg: ALSO WHY ARE YOU TWO TOGETHER

@jhutch1992: part of me doesn’t want to know….but part of me does want to know where you got ahold of that seashell bra

@isabellefuhrman: @jackquaid92 what, merquaid??? just figured everyone would want to be part of your world this evening

@jackquaid92: @isabellefuhrman you are STILL EVIL IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS

@amandlastenberg: not that i’m surprised you assholes are keeping secrets ONCE A-FUCKING-GAIN, but i never thought i’d live to see the day when jackabelle was the only thg ship that sailed

@isabellefuhrman WHAT

@jackquaid92: WH A T

@willowshields: oh how we (and the shippers) were wrong

@alexanderludwig: AMANDLA STENBERG IDK WHAT JACKABELLE IS BUT FOR YOUR SAKE IT BETTER BE SOME MAJESTICAL WILDLIFE ANIMAL THAT LIVES IN THE OUTBACK OF AUSTRALIA

@amandlastenberg: @alexanderludwig listen you don’t get to be sad jack made a move first, mister ‘all i date is discount isabelles’

@jhutch1992: #highlightsof2017 @amandlastenberg outing @alexanderludwig ‘s type for all of twitter to see

@alexanderludwig: I DO NOT HAVE A TYPE

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig HOW DUMB ARE YOU

@isabellefuhrman: i am blocking all of you numskulls

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman who are you calling a numskull #mrsplebeian

@willowshields: @amandlastenberg @isabellefuhrman HOLY SHIT DID U JUST GO WHERE I THINK U WENT

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg BLOCKED

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg AND I AM NEVER TELLING YOU ANYTHING EVER AGAIN

@jackquaid92: @willowshields STOP CALLING ME

@willowshields: NOT UNTIL YOU ANSWER AND TELL ME WHEN YOU AND ISABELLE STARTED DATING

@isabellefuhrman: @willowshields WE ARE NOT DATING

@jhutch1992: @isabellefuhrman no guy willingly wears a seashell bra and red wig for a picture that isn’t being taken by their girlfriend

@willowshields: @jhutch1992 for the first time in your life, you have made sense

@isabellefuhrman: today’s word of the day is BLOCKED!! here it is in a sentence: all of my thg costars are getting BLOCKED

@jackie_emerson: excuse me i’ll have you know i did nothing to perpetuate this jackabelle insanity

@amandlastenberg: i’d love to see you try

@willowshields: who’s gonna help you block us, @jhutch1992

@jhutch1992: @willowshields i see what you did there and i do not appreciate it

@alexanderludwig: pls don’t block me

@isabellefuhrman: @alexanderludwig ……..

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig SHE’S HAD YOU BLOCKED SINCE 2013

@dayookeniyi: almost 2018 and the hunger games relationship disaster is STILL plaguing my life

@amandlastenberg: you’re just jealous that no one shipped you with anyone

@jackquaid92: wanna trade places?????

@dayookeniyi: @jackquaid92 no thanks, especially seeing as how ludwig’s probably gonna show up on your front door within the hour to pummel you for going after his girl

@alexanderludwig: #wolfpackcode

@jackquaid92: OKAY FIRST OF ALL YOU BETTER DELETE THIS SUBTWEET BULLSHIT BECAUSE I AM NOT DATING ISABELLE AND EVEN IF I WAS, ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS THAT YOU HAD T H R E E YEARS TO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND IT’S NOT MY FAULT YOU’RE A MORON WHO WOULD RATHER DATE A LOOKALIKE (WHICH WE ALL NOTICE BTW) THAN ADMIT YOUR FEELINGS

@amandlastenberg: for my birthday, all i want is for someone to print @jackquaid92 ‘s reply and @jackie_emerson ‘s og snapping on ludwig tweet and frame them

@jhutch1992: wait since when did we have a code???????

@dayookeniyi: ……who is we

@jhutch1992: @dayookeniyi YOU BETTER CALL ME

@jackie_emerson: one year, we can’t have ONE YEAR WHERE NOTHING STUPID HAPPENS

@willowshields: you had two of them, clearly you took them for granted

@jackie_emerson: @willowshields if only you and amandla had like, a half an ounce of chill, i would not have to play the role of the bomb squad

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson @willowshields THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR NOT INCLUDING US

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg YOU GET INCLUDED WAAAAAY MORE THAN I DO

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig YES AND THAT IS FOR A R E A S O N

@jackquaid92: new year’s resolution: hire a publicist to run my twitter for me

@jhutch1992: dude you really should, best decision i ever made

@dayookeniyi: what, and miss out on these beautiful little breaks in sanity?????? why would you ever wanna do that

@jackquaid92: @dayookeniyi might i redirect you to like, the last half hour of my twitter timeline

@amandlastenberg: in 2018 yall WILL ADD ME AND WILLOW TO WHATEVER LITTLE SECRET GROUP CHAT YOU HAVE GOING ON

@jackie_emerson: the only thing i have to do in life is die

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson keep it up and it will be by my hand

@dayookeniyi: we don’t have a group chat

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi or you’re just not in it

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman EXCUSE ME YOU BETTER GET TO ADDING ME

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman i swear to god if you add dayo before me i will show up at your house

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg i mean, my house has become thg cast central this evening against my will anyways so what’s one more person

@madelinefuhrman: @alexanderludwig i can see your car parked outside my window so i’m just gonna go ahead and save you the trouble – go home

@alexanderludwig: WAIT WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU AT HOME I THOUGHT YOU WERE IN PARIS

@madelinefuhrman: @alexanderludwig 2017’s just been a year of disappointments, hasn’t it

@willowshields: how is it that we all just magically happen to be in the same zip code whenever we go on one of these twitter tirades

@jhutch1992: and i’m always not

@amandlastenberg: @jhutch1992 you’re rich, hop on a plane and fly out here

@jackie_emerson: i mean, i always try to not be anywhere near you people during the holiday season but the universe hates me

@isabellefuhrman: @jackie_emerson says the girl who texted me yesterday begging me to cancel all my plans so we could hang out

@isabellefuhrman: in 2018 i’m going to chase after my newest career goal: professional receipt collector and exposer

@dayookeniyi: does that mean your athlete phase has finally ended???? thank jesus

@jackquaid92: @dayookeniyi i still think nike mistook her for the OTHER, actually athletic isabelle fuhrman in existence

@isabellefuhrman: @jackquaid92 @dayookeniyi we’ll see who gets the last laugh, tweedledumb and tweedledumber

@jackie_emerson: exposer is not a word, isabelle, stop trying to imitate your one true love

@willowshields: @jackie_emerson NOW WOULD BE A REALLY GREAT TIME TO ADD ME AND AMANDLA TO THE GROUP CHAT SO WE CAN FIND OUT WHO THIS IS ABOUT

@isabellefuhrman: i have dirt on ALL OF YOU i might as well be the key-keeper of the fucking thg cast secrets

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman lemme stop you RIGHT THERE BC YOU KNOW GOOD AND WELL THAT YOU AREN’T THE ONE THAT HACKED INTO TRAFFIC CAMS TO SPY ON LUDWIG WITH ONE OF HIS WALMART BRAND ISABELLES SO GET BACK TO RUNNING LAPS, FORREST

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman is not cut out to be an athlete in any form – a thread

@dayookeniyi: exhibit a) the infamous platform incident where we were all convinced she was dead and we’d have to recast the role of clove (and thus introduce alexander to his first knockoff isabelle)

@jackie_emerson: I’M INTERRUPTING THE THREAD TO CONTRIBUTE and remind everyone of when isabelle tripped over the fucking LEVEL SIDEWALK AND SPRAINED HER ANKLE

@jackquaid92: isabelle gave herself a black eye opening my freezer

@amandlastenberg: isabelle fell through the pool ladder at my fourth of july pool party and had bruises all over the insides of her legs for 3 weeks

@alexanderludwig: once during filming isabelle was in my room and walked smack into the balcony door and i thought she’d broken her nose

@jhutch1992: ooh on the mall tour isabelle sliced her thumb wide open trying to tear off a piece of scotch tape

@isabellefuhrman: all of you are going to begin 2018 in this wonderful land called my blocked list

@alexanderludwig: SOS

@jackquaid92: told u not to follow jackie into the closet

@amandlastenberg: I AM DRIVING 30 MILES OVER THE SPEED LIMIT TO GET TO ISABELLE’S AS FAST AS I CAN SO HOLD OFF ON ANY DEVELOPMENTS IN THIS GAME OF 7 MINUTES OF HEAVEN

@willowshields: it’s true she’s driving like we’re auditioning for fast and the furious 9

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg this is not seven minutes in heaven belieb me it’s seven minutes in heLL

@dayookeniyi: @alexanderludwig did you just type ‘belieb’

@alexanderludwig: @dayookeniyi autocorrect

@amandlastenberg: @alexanderludwig WHY IS THAT SOMETHING YOUR PHONE WOULD AUTOCORRECT A WORD TO

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig GET OFF YOUR PHONE BEFORE I THROW IT INTO THE OCEAN

@jackquaid92: the worst thing to ever happen in 2017 was for twitter to give all of you nimrods 280 characters

@isabellefuhrman: says the guy who just got done using all 280 to roast alexander like a marshmallow

@jackie_emerson: LIKE YOU DON’T TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE OF SQUEEZING IN EVERY LAST CHARACTER TO COMPLETE THE BRITNEY LYRIC

@willowshields: in dark times like these, twitter needs as much of our fuckery as they can get

@alexanderludwig: if trump, the least deserving person ever, gets 280 characters, THEN SO DO I

@amandlastenberg: alright which one of you motherfuckers called the cops on me and willow

@jhutch1992: don’t look at me i’m busy freezing my ass off in kentucky and trying to set up this roku

@alexanderludwig: wasn’t me, i’m busy being INTERROGATED BY JACKIE WHO HAS APPARENTLY JOINED THE FBI SINCE WE LAST SAW HER

@dayookeniyi: i just learned how to dial 911 in this country like, 7 months ago so count me out

@jackie_emerson: what excuse did you use on them??? ‘sorry i was speeding officer, my ships from 2012 were on the verge of sinking’

@jackquaid92: consider this payback for starting jackabelle

@jhutch1992: have any of my followers/thg costars set up a roku tv and can give me advice

@dayookeniyi: advice: give up now

@isabellefuhrman: use your roku as a coaster

@jackie_emerson: who at best buy talked you into buying one of those like did they not know you were technologically inept the minute you walked through the wrong set of automatic doors

@amandlastenberg: call the lapd and tell them officer chad wrongfully accused me of about 20 different traffic violations

@willowshields: put it back in the box and send it to me, where it will actually see use

@jackquaid92: still trying to decipher if this is josh or josh’s publicist….

@jhutch1992: and the award for the least helpful people on the planet goes TO

@jackquaid92: @jhutch1992 yep this is definitely josh

@isabellefuhrman: @jackie_emerson you have 46 seconds to get the fuck out of my closet before i come in there and drag you out by the hair

@jackie_emerson: i’m trying to jumpstart your love life okay hold your fucking horses

@amandlastenberg: I AM COMING AS FAST AS I CAN @jackie_emerson HOLD THE FORT DOWN AND MAKE SURE JACK DOESN’T CALL THE COPS ON ME FOR SPEEDING YET AGAIN

@isabellefuhrman: @madelinefuhrman please come out of your room and literally kick everyone out i’m going crazy

@madelinefuhrman: @isabellefuhrman you had your chance to lose touch with them years ago, time for you to make your bed and lie in it sis

@willowshields: things i need to happen in 2018 – for the traffic court to take away @amandlastenberg ‘s license

@amandlastenberg: don’t you even START

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg DON’T TWEET AND DRIVE

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi THEN TELL THE OTHER FUCKERS AT ISABELLE’S TO SIT DOWN, TURN ON HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL, AND WAIT UNTIL I GET THERE BEFORE THEY START DOING THINGS

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg they listen to me as well as they do to you: not at all

@alexanderludwig: i wish i was @levenrambin right about now – not involved in this mess, probly enjoying my new years eve, living without the knowledge of what the back of @isabellefuhrman ‘s closet looks like

@isabellefuhrman: YOU WHAT NOW

@amandlastenberg: MY FOOT OF LEAD IS ONLY SO HEAVY

@jackie_emerson: you’ll thank me later ludwig

@alexanderludwig: @jackie_emerson i can’t thank anyone who doesn’t have respect for the dead

@jackie­­_emerson: @alexanderludwig IF YOU SUGGEST QUEEN LATIFAH IS DEAD ONE MORE FUCKING TIME I AM HEAVE-HOING YOU OUT THE DAMN THIRD STORY WINDOW

@jackquaid92: HANNAH MONTANA MARATHONNNNNNNN!!!!!

@dayookeniyi: we have descended into hell

@willowshields: @amandlastenberg pls turn the car around i suddenly want to go home

@isabellefuhrman: IF YOU BREAK MY COUCH TRYING TO REENACT THE PUMPIN UP THE PARTY PERFORMANCE I WILL KILL YOU

@jhutch1992: are there any subliminal messages in the hannah montana soundtrack about how to properly set up a roku tv without using the usb cord to gouge out one’s eyes

@jackie_emerson: @jackquaid92 serenading me with ‘if we were a movie’ is not the way to my heart

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 STOP IT RIGHT NOW YOU AREN’T ALLOWED TO MAKE A MOVE ON HER UNTIL I GET THERE AND CAN RECORD IT FOR THE LAST LITTLE CULT OF TUMBLR FANS OUT THERE

@isabellefuhrman: #jacquelackFOREVAAAAAAA

@dayookeniyi: dude don’t disrespect corbin bleu like that

@jackie_emerson: @dayookeniyi for someone who’s SOOOOOO opposed to this hannah montana marathon, you sure do have a vast hm knowledge

@dayookeniyi: @jackie­­_emerson listen we only got like….5 channels back in the day and one of them happened to be the disney channel, i’ve lived through more hannah than i care to admit; i could bust out into the nobody’s perfect dance right here and now but I’M NOT

@willowshields: you guys are like in the same room….WHY ARE YOU TWEETING EACH OTHER

@jhutch1992: why do people in my family BUY ME GIFTS THAT REQUIRE COMMON SENSE WHEN IT COMES TO TECHNOLOGY

@jackie_emerson: you barely have common sense period

@isabellefuhrman: there’s this magical thing called youtube that might be of use

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman please like he knows how to work a web browser

@dayookeniyi: @amandlastenberg IF YOU DON’T STOP TWEETING AND DRIVING I WILL CALL THE LAPD

@jackquaid92: go cry about it into your tissues made of 20 dollar bills and tell someone who CARES

@alexanderludwig: for a moment, i thought the word box was spelled b-o-c-k-s

@willowshields: WE ALMOST DIED BECAUSE AMANDLA’S CAR READ THIS OUT LOUD TO US AND SHE SWERVED TO RUN US INTO A PALM TREE BC OF HOW DONE SHE IS W YOU

@isabellefuhrman: DID MY CLOSET SCAR YOU THAT BADLY

@jackie_emerson: sometimes i wonder how hard you were thrown at a brick wall when you were a child in order for these to be the results twenty something years later

@dayookeniyi: ………..just HOW much marijuana did you smoke before arriving

@alexanderludwig: @willowshields @isabellefuhrman @jackie_emerson @dayookeniyi oh come on like you people haven’t had moments like this

@jackie_emerson: @alexanderludwig WE HAVEN’T

@amandlastenberg: somehow we have run into nye traffic even though we’re headed in the opposite direction of downtown…is everyone trying to get to isabelle’s house or something this evening

@jackquaid92: i’m sensing passive-aggressiveness

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 NO SHIT

@isabellefuhrman: maybe it’s just a sign that you’re not meant to ever experience a nye with us

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman you will take that back or else i will drive my car right into your living room

@isabellefuhrman: @amandlastenberg assuming you ever get here, that is

@jackie­­_emerson: the devil works, but la party-goers work harder

@dayookeniyi: @elinafuhrman is the best cook on the face of this planet

@isabellefuhrman: it takes one housewife to know another

@alexanderludwig: if you schmooze your way into getting that last vegan brownie imma wake up madeline and set her on your ass

@amandlastenberg: i’m going to take this as a sign that things have gone back to being uneventful as i requested so thank u dear idiots you all get gold star stickers when i get there

@jackie­­_emerson: @amandlastenberg *if, not when

@willowshields: can someone please come pick me up i’m on a road somewhere near isabelle’s house and amandla is 3 seconds away from a meltdown

@jackquaid92: this is karma for the jackabelle thing

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 I am coming for your ass.

@dayookeniyi: @jackquaid92 @amandlastenberg dude she used proper capitalization and punctuation you better leave now while you still have a chance

@isabellefuhrman: #champagnefordaysssss

@jackquaid92: what happened to this being the last nye without alcohol?????

@amandlastenberg: keep on drinking your champagne girly, means that the hard stuff gets saved for me and by jove i’m gonna need it

@alexanderludwig: SHARE

@jackie­­_emerson: keep the alcohol away from ludwig’s grubby paws the last thing we need is him getting drunk and writing the 2018 follow up to liv it up

@jhutch1992: IT’S NEW YEARS HERE IN KENTUCKY HAPPY NEW YEARS AND MAY 2018 BE THE YEAR I FINALLY COMPREHEND MODERN TECHNOLOGY

@alexanderludwig: WAIT IT’S NEW YEARS THERE

@jackquaid92: what’s the sound situation down there?

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 sounds like the revolutionary war is occurring right outside my window BUT IT’S OKAY BC IT’S 2018

@jackie­­_emerson: your idea of modern technology is a toaster

@amandlastenberg: HAPPY NEW YEAR THANKS FOR BEING THE MOST BORING, UNEVENTFUL FRIEND I HAVE

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg THANK YOU

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg: HEY WAIT A SECOND

@jackquaid92: is it too late to ask for things i want for christmas bc i need life alert right about now

@jackie_emerson: you and me both

@willowshields: amandla wants to know what happened and so do i (but i’m not gonna tell amandla until traffic starts moving because i���m actually afraid for my life)

@dayookeniyi: @elinafuhrman where do you keep your bleach

@alexanderludwig: it’s midnight somewhere ;)

@jackie_emerson: and it’s 2017 here which means i’ve still got time to leave you behind

@amandlastenberg: ELABORATE PLEASE

@isabellefuhrman: x

@willowshields: CALL 911 I REPEAT SOMEONE CALL 911 WE ARE VEERING WILDLY OFF THE ROAD

@dayookeniyi: time to burn the best of both worlds into my retinas to hopefully unsee what just happened

@amandlastenberg: things i can officially say i’ve done before 2017 ends: off-roading

@jackie_emerson: in la?????

@amandlastenberg: @jackie­­_emerson you can do anything you put your mind to

@willowshields: we’ll be spending 2018 in the hospital getting treated for whiplash

@dayookeniyi: @willowshields see this wouldn’t be a problem if you and amandla were still 10

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi go back to your hannah montana marathon oladayo and leave me ALONE

@alexanderludwig: @amandlastenberg who the hell is oladayo

@dayookeniyi: @alexanderludwig ....that’s it i give up @amandlastenberg if i come stand outside isabelle’s house will you hit me and put me out of my misery

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi you got it dude

@jackie­­_emerson: the rise of the little merquaid

@dayookeniyi: white people

@jackquaid92: STOP TELLING SOCIAL MEDIA ABOUT THIS GODDAMMIT

@amandlastenberg: i hope one of you knuckleheads has a hidden talent of being a mechanic because MY CAR SURE IS GONNA NEED THE TUNE UP

@madelinefuhrman: CAN YOU ALL GO HOME ALREADY

@isabellefuhrman: @madelinefuhrman you had your chance to get rid of them hours ago, time to make your bed and lie in it SIS

@madelinefuhrman: @isabellefuhrman don’t use my words against me or i’ll start tweeting out old diary entries now that alexbelle is a-happenin

@amandlastenberg: @madelinefuhrman YOU START HUNTING AND I’LL BE THERE IN UNDER 5 TO HELP YOU TWEET THEM OUT

@willowshields: @amandlastenberg SLOW THE FUCK DOWN I JUST SAW US PASS LIGHT

@jhutch1992: next year i’m gonna fly out to wherever the hell in the world you guys decide to be so i can spend new years with you guys instead of my redneck neighbors and malfunctioning roku

@jackquaid92: i nominate we all go to disney, and you foot the bill

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 why the hell should i pay when i have liam’s credit card information stored in my apple pay

@jackie_emerson: i’m with jack, let’s go to disney world next year!!!!

@isabellefuhrman: we just gotta make sure wherever we go, we give @amandlastenberg ample travel time or else she might blackmail mickey into stabbing us

@amandlastenberg: @isabellefuhrman i’m touched that you know me so well

@jhutch1992: @jackquaid92 @jackie_emerson @isabellefuhrman @amandlastenberg are you guys just gonna ignore the bit about my roku????

@jackie_emerson: @jhutch1992 you actually expected otherwise?

@isabellefuhrman: i hear tires squealing so i’m going to assume @amandlastenberg has finally arrived to the wasn’t-supposed-to-be-a-party party

@amandlastenberg: I AM HERE AND MY PHONE IS ON RECORD RESUME THE ALEXBELLE MAKEOUT SESSIONS BECAUSE I AM CLAIMING MY TITLE OF QUEEN OF THE INTERNET

@amandlastenberg: also pls let me in it’s cold

@dayookeniyi: WONDERFUL @amandlastenberg i’m waiting at the door with scissors, provide your license upon entry

@amandlastenberg: @dayookeniyi maybe in 2018 you’ll stop being so delusional

@willowshields: i have never been so grateful to see @alexanderludwig in my life

@alexanderludwig: um what are you talking about i’m a cATCH

@jackie_emerson: how to know you’ve gotten Desperate

@willowshields: @jackie_emerson you weren’t in that car

@amandlastenberg: WE WERE NOT GOING THAT FAST

@willowshields: @isabellefuhrman please lock @amandlastenberg outside bc lightning is about to strike her down

@alexanderludwig: you guys are going to leave behind this mess of USING ME AS A PUNCHING BAG IN 2017 DAMMIT

@jackie_emerson: they will be lowering you into the ground and i’ll still be throwing hands

@jackquaid92: if you haven’t shaken it by now, you never will dude

@alexanderludwig: @isabellefuhrman please protect me

@isabellefuhrman: @alexanderludwig you’re a good kisser but you’re an even greater punching bag xoxo

@jackquaid92: almost all of the gang back together again…..i wish i was in vegas with britney

@dayookeniyi: all we have to do is pull out a karaoke machine and put ludwig in some heels, it’ll practically be the same thing

@jackquaid92: @dayookeniyi how dare you liken ludwig to jesus spears

@isabellefuhrman: um do you not remember what happened when we went to go see taylor swift’s nye performance a few years ago in times square???????

@jackquaid92: @isabellefuhrman it was wonderful what are you talking about

@jackie_emerson: @jackquaid92 WE ALMOST GOT ARRESTED

@amandlastenberg: get off your PHONES AND ENTERTAIN ME

@jackquaid92: @amandlastenberg this is why we don’t invite you, you’re too high maintenance – always trying to build up more footage for your alexbelle/emerquaid repertoire

@amandlastenberg: @jackquaid92 okay first, i don’t buy that you know what the word repertoire means so get off dictonary.com and SECONDLY I HAVE A DUTY TO THE PEOPLE OF TUMBLR

@dayookeniyi: i thought i had seen it all tonight….and then someone mentioned the word ‘reputation’

@jackquaid92: BEST ALBUM OF 2018

@alexanderludwig: SAVED MY LFIE

@jhutch1992: WHAT IS THIS ABOUT QUEEN SWIFT

@isabellefuhrman: you had to know the taylor swift fan-men would be extra rabid on a full moon, dayo, it’s your own damn fault

@amandlastenberg: @jhutch1992 since when did you become a taylor swift fan

@jhutch1992: @amandlastenberg SINCE ALWAYS

@alexanderludwig: I DID SOMETHING BAD IS MY JAM SOMEONE CRANK IT UP

@willowshields: @alexanderludwig *pretends to be shocked*

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman suddenly your closet is looking more and more like a safe place to begin the new year

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi WHAT IS SO SCARY ABOUT MY CLOSET?!

@jackie_emerson: @isabellefuhrman sweetie, you can’t be that oblivious

@amandlastenberg: @jackie_emerson don’t speak so soon, this is the girl that’s had the hots for ludwig for how long now???

@isabellefuhrman: @jackie_emerson @amandlastenberg get out of my house

@jackie_emerson: maybe in 2018 i will join @levenrambin and break free of this thg twitter curse

@jackquaid92: maybe in 2018 alexander and isabelle will actually stay together

@isabellefuhrman: maybe in 2018 you all will stop coming to my house uninvited

@willowshields: maybe in 2018 amandla will get her license revoked and stop terrorizing the roads

@dayookeniyi: maybe in 2018 i will get to watch as the isabelle posters in nike come down

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi maybe in 2018 i’ll get you your aarp card for your birthday

@dayookeniyi: @isabellefuhrman I AM NOT THAT OLD DAMMIT

@isabellefuhrman: @dayookeniyi i’m sorry i don’t speak grandpa

@dayookeniyi: maybe in 2018 you people will stop being so SASSY

@jhutch1992: maybe in 2018 you guys will learn about this thing called communication

@alexanderludwig: maybe in 2018 (as in this week) when queen latifah’s funeral is televised you all will apologize and acknowledge that i’m not dumber than a bag of rocks

@amandlastenberg: 3 words, all of you: NEVER. GONNA. HAPPEN

[chanyeol-and-you-fantasies]

EXO'rdium - By Solifiedjaporeanist21 (Admin SCYO)

Rating: Explicit

Member: Chanyeol (Exo)

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader (You)

Words: 3,991

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Blow jobs, Rough sex, Slight voyeurism, Masturbation, Multiple orgasm, Teasing, Love Bites, Smut & Fluff.

Summary: Chanyeol had invited you to watch EXO's concert, The EXO'rdium, thinking that you'll get a kick of having front row seats backstage, but what he didn't expect was just how much watching him would effect you.

...

You toss your head back, small inaudible moans coming from your mouth, the disheavied image that you've envisioned of your boyfriend's handsome face plaguing your conscience. You were so close too and given that you weren't too enthused about ending yet, only made the heat in the pit of your belly tighten.

You gasp Chanyeol's name the closer you reach that heaven known as your orgasm, your legs spreading wider on reflex, toes curling. The wave of unyielding pleasure didn't nearly last as long you hoped for your body quickly spasms in the bliss of your satisfaction. You cry your boyfriend's name one last time, fingers digging into the couch cushion before they finally relax. However, having been too overtorn with your beautiful white haze, you hadn't realized of the person standing at the door before you.

It wasn't like you didn't want to get caught, because honestly what would be the fun in that, no you Initially left it unlocked, therefore the person before you could see; could witness your situation. And that he had.

Chanyeol continues to stare at you with a shocked look on his face, his mouth ajar in utter disbelief. You couldn't help the grin that grows upon your lips at his wonderful reaction, of how adorably cute he looked. Slowly you trudge over towards him, giving more sway to your hips then necessary, before you're yanking the perplexed man by his loose shirt further into the room, forcing him down half his height where you crash your lips against his. It was rushed and lust driven, there being no passion even for the slightest, but that was the point. You wanted him to feel your frustration, to taste it.

With the door shut you push him back, pressing your body against his taller leaner one. Chanyeol gasps at your sudden action, knowing all to well what got you like this, and if he were to be truthful you knew he'd spill just how much he was enjoying it.

And as though he read your mind, Chanyeol smirks, regaining what composure was lost and kisses you in return. He tangles his hand through your hair, the other tightly wrapped around your small waist. A moan erupts from your locked lips at his welcomed acknowledgment, you leaning further up on your tip toes for better access.

Chanyeol wasted no time before he's deviling his tongue down your throat, already making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately, far too soon your boyfriend pulls back to capture your lost oxygen. Naturally from how turned on you was could care less about a little problem such as that so in advance you lean back on your toes and kiss him again, this time swallowing him. Though unlike before, you go slow bringing more passion to it than lust. Chanyeol had no objections for he complys, his lips moving in time with yours, teeth biting down at your swelled lips.

Once the kiss ends however you look up, staring into his dark eyes, your heartbeat picking up in pace as he looks so much sexier in person then on that TV screen. All sweaty and breathing heavy, your clit just throbs in the desire of his touch, to finish what you clearly desired.

"Did you enjoy the show (Y/N)? By what you were doing I'd say so." Chanyeol grins triumpt, his grip around your back tightening, nails digging into your spine as he pulls you impossibly closer to his aroused body.

You scoff, buring your face in his neck, wrapping your leg around his own, where you push your pussy against his thigh. "I did, now why don't you do something about it." You demand, reaching up to grab a fistful of his hair, lightly tugging back at the strands. "Or would you rather watch me do myself?" Gingerly you nibble at Chanyeol's neck, moaning at the wonderful scent of the mingled cologne and sweat.

You don't give him a chance to answer back as you retreat back to the couch across the room. On your way you pull your dress over your head, your shoes following. You smile gleefully having heard Chanyeol choke on his words before you're turning around to see it for yourself. In your bra and panties you sit down, spreading your legs wide, hands between them. Just teasingly you pull at the strap of your garter, hearing it snap against your skin whence you let it go.

Bitting your lip you smirk as Chanyeol watches you through hungry eyes. Perhaps you shouldn't have choose such a scandalous set. You roll you eyes, a scoff erupting from your throat, yeah, serves him right for teasing you with that rude fucking dance. Those thrusts, those body rolls, those fucking lip bites, you knew he was teasing you and god was it torture. Naturally you did what any girl would in that situation.

Much to your delight it didn't take long before Chanyeol was pushing you down against the arm of the couch, his legs spreading yours apart. He leans down and kisses at your neck, tasting your delicate skin with his teeth. He growls at your taunt and you let out a small moan, digging your fingers into his shoulders. "Fuck (Y/N), if I would've known how much it turns you on to watch our concerts I would bring you more often. Like damn, I can't even begin to explain how fucking sexy you look right now."

"Perhaps next time you should practice that dance on me instead of that cane." You lean up on your elbows to nibble at his earlobe. Chanyeol groans, anticipated. "I promise I'll be a wonderful candidate. Hell I'll even cooperate...if you like?" You hiss, moving your hips up in emphisis against Chanyeol's strained groin, your legs latching behind his own to pull him closer. You wanted to feel his dick against you, to encourage your temptations.

Chanyeol moans at your movements, overwhelmed on how hot and bothered you've gotten from just one simple dance, although he should have seen that coming, you think. Having been too caught up into your thoughts you hadn't realized what Chanyeol had done next and upon feeling it now you toss head back in pleasure, your boyfriend's knee pressing between your legs. He elects forced moans of pleasure out of you.

Chanyeol yanks at your hair, and you whine eager, wiggling underneath him, your clit rubbing against his knee between you. Okay this was far worse, you conclude. Your boyfriend lets you have your fun of rubbing yourself against him, before he eventually pulls away. You groan at the loss, not nearly finished but, Chanyeol shushs you, assuring that he would give you something far better. You didn't doubt it either.

Your boyfriend hastily yanks you down the couch, unsnaping your clips, where he removes your panties and garter belt. He leaves your stockings on however, because you knew how much he loves to feel the silk against his palms when he pounds into your pussy. Of course you don't dare refuse and quickly lift your hips.

With those awful restraints gone, Chanyeol spreads your legs wide, making himself even more comfortable there. He takes in the beautiful sight, your glistening folds begging for something, something he eagerly wants to contribute. You boyfriend licks his lips seductively, smiling wide before he turns his head, feathering kisses up your leg. It wasn't what you were expecting but right about now you honestly could care less, as long as his mouth was on your body, you were fine.

You vastly remember what this felt like, that wonderful mouth pressed against you in places you didn't begin to think were so sensitive until now, of the feel of his breath caressing your gentle skin, god it had been far too long. With him being gone for so long, with his career and everything, your body visably shivers in the desire for more.

Chanyeol observers your every reaction as he moves up, leaving trails of licks and love bites up the bareness of your thighs until he inevitably reaches his destination. You bite your lip, running your fingers through his damp hair, encouraging, begging.

Your boyfriend just smirks at your pleads, internally aching to give you what you seek, interlocking his fingers with yours. You tighten the grip the moment his tongue meets your core, a hoarse moan of bliss erupting from your lips. Chanyeol merely groans at your sounds, pressing his tongue flat against your clit, savoring your wonderful taste that has been long forgotten to him. The hand that rests in his hair tugs harshly in some desperate need of leverage, your legs quivering beside his head.

"Hmm, Chanyeol..." You choke out, bucking your hips against his lips, sweat lightly beginning to litter your body as the rooms temperature suddenly increased in degrees.

Sloppily your boyfriend eats you out, sucking greedily at your already sensitive bud, making ungodly noises the more your own cries increase. He does this for a while, sucking your sweet cum right out of you until he deemed you were ready for him. Which honestly wouldn't be too much longer if he kept up this pace.

Chanyeol drags his tongue across your dripping hole, licking up the sweetness your realising, groaning at the feel of your walls tightening around his tongue as he makes is way in. You pant loudly, cursing in the overwhelming euphoria as Chanyeol literally fucks you with his tongue.

Now moving away from you Chanyeol adds a finger, a cry unexpectedly emerging from within. "Oh, god! Ahh fuck!!" You whine, lip between harsh teeth. Chanyeol enjoys the sight of your current state, overly pleased that it was him who was making you overtorn in bliss. Soon enough he complies with his mouth again.

Chanyeol thrust the finger in fast, groaning at the feel of your slick walls around it, seemingly driving himself insane to the brink of his own control to fuck you senseless. He licks at your swollen clit with the tip of his tongue before he begins lightly nibbling at it. You curse, Chanyeol's hand around yours gripping the delicacy of your fingers as he works both the skilled appendages against you.

Gradually slowing the pace of his thrusts, your boyfriend curls the finger up against your sweet spot and instantly you scream his name, unconsciously pushing his face further against your pussy as you begin to feel your orgasm rush, hips rocking against his face.

Chanyeol obeys the silent need you were producing and goes faster, suckling you clit into his mouth with more force than the finger inside you was. Of course you don't mind you wanted this release, it had been far too long since you have gotten off with anything of Chanyeol's, and if you were to be truthful you wouldn't have came with anything other than that but; when he's gone it obviously can't be helped.

By the time you're on that certain bridge again Chanyeol pulls back, you groaned in disappointment, tears nearly producing from the closeness of reaching satisfaction with your boyfriend. Chanyeol grins at you, that sexy smirk on his face, before he wipes his wet lips with the back of his hand.

Your boyfriend doesn't waste time and leans down, kissing your lips, you leaning up onto your arms for better access. Chanyeol merely takes it as an invitation to reach behind you and remove your bra. You moaned into him at the taste of yourself, feeling his hands pressing against the soft mounds whence he got the last restraints off and thrown somewhere in the room.

Finally Chanyeol proceeds to his own clothing, unbuckling his jeans and pushing himself off you and the couch to remove them completely. You enjoyed the view nonetheless, your eyes pleasantly focusing on the very obvious hard on in his boxsers. Lip between teeth you groan, eager to have him inside you, rightfully where he belongs.

You didn't give Chanyeol the time to finish however, as you pull him down by his waist. Naturally shocked your boyfriend couldn't help but smile, your needy fingers unbuttoning the pesky buttons upon his shirt. You rake what nails you had down his nipples, joyful of the deep husky groan that escapes him. Chanyeol chuckles then pushes you back, your fingers now clawing at his back, begging for that cock that your cunt so very much ached for right now.

Chanyeol's back arches the more your nails dig into his skin, breaking the skin as you leave red marks. Slipping his boxsers down your boyfriend grabs your thigh, placing it beside his waist before he's forcefully thrusting his cock inside you. Gladly you were soaked or else the insertion might of hurt a little. Not that you would have minded, you love the feel of Chanyeol entering you for the very first time, whether it hurts or not.

Moaning in pleasure, Chanyeol starts slow, allowing you to ajust to his size, your walls constricting around him from the forgotten feeling of being filled. Eventually he quickens his pace, burying himself even more deeper inside you with each passing thrust, electing sinful screams out of your mouth that you didn't know existed.

He purposely keeps this rhythm flowing, leaning down to your lips where he kisses you once more, forcing his tongue into your inviting mouth so he could swallow those beautiful noises of yours, whether it be to keep you quiet or just to feel you around his tongue, you weren't sure.

"Ahhh," You moan, breaking the kiss, "Channie... ah fuck!!" Your eyes rolling back as Chanyeol pistions into your pussy harder at the commentary, his own noises rising as your inner walls tighten around him in the desperate need to get off. And with how close you had been before, knew it wouldn't take much before your climax comes to greet you.

Fortunately, you wasn't ready to come yet, so you quickly jerk your hips down, causing your boyfriend to gasp ceasing his current movements from your walls squeezing around him. Having caught his attention you push him back, until he laid on his back. Chanyeol just looks at you confused but he doesn't stop nor question you, much to your delight.

You smile wide, leaning over him. "It's my turn." You purr, "How about I have some fun?" Moving away from Chanyeol's ear you meet his lips, trailing your mouth across his jawline, your tongue in tow behind. Ghosting your breath across his neck you inhale his strong scent, the intoxicating smell lingering even now. Slowly your tongue runs across the producing vain, suckling onto his tender flesh, creating a nasty hickey upon the junction of his shoulder.

Chanyeol groans gruffly at your actions, the thought of being yours turning him on even more. You continue your path down his front with your tongue, leaving butterfly kisses across his stomach, following the trail of hair that leaded to your destination. Chanyeol makes sure to watch, swallowing deeply upon the thought of what you were aiming for. You watch in awe as his cock bobs up against his abdomen in the excitement of you willing mouth.

Grinning you lick a stripe up the side, the tip of your tongue relishing the pleasantness of you and your boyfriend's sex, pre-cum beyond savoring. Chanyeol groans loudly, tossing his head back, adams apple bobbing in his constricted throat as he moans your name. You ears tingle at the breathtaking sound.

Further exploring your temptations you take Chanyeol completely, fluttering your eyes shut at the wonderfulness of your mingled cum. Your slow at your work at first, bobbing your head at a pace Chanyeol deems unforgiving before gradually picking speed. Purposely you drive him nuts, tonguing the underside of his dick with the tip of your tongue when you move back up, watching satisfied as Chanyeol shivers in pleasure, knuckles whitening from the strength of his grip upon the couch. Eventually those hands tangle themselves in your hair.

Chanyeol was noisy as you blow him, though his eyes never left you, he wanted to relish in this sight. Gladly you awknowladge his wishes. Bobbing your head a little faster you pull back, a line of saliva connects to your lips and his cockhead until you lick your lips, moaning low in your throat. You couldn't begins to explain how turned on you was by the sight that welcomed you. You wasted no time before you're back to sucking him.

Your cheeks hollow as you take him even farther, driving his cock as far as you could until you inevitably gagged, immediately retreating for air. You bite your lip, whining out loud when Chanyeol yanks at your hair, scolding you for the sexy look. Merely you chuckle, leaning back down to continue, adding your hand to bring a even greater outcome. Chanyeol curses loudly once you had, bucking his hips up into your mouth, the tip of his dick hitting your gag reflex. Not accidently either.

Upon pulling back for air you suck at his balls, taking them into your hungry mouth, swirling your tongue around them. Inwardly you smirk, licking strips up the underside then moving back. Chanyeol squirms underneath you, more curses heard under his breath, head thrown back against the couch arm.

Chanyeol pulls you back by the back of your hair, you take the hint instantly, hissing in slight pain. Of course you did deserve it for teasing him like you did. Soon enough he pushes you back, towing over your petite form. You smile presently surprised he lasted as long as he did, and to worsen it you sowly glide your tongue across your wet lips, savoring the taste of him that still lingers. Chanyeol growls at your dirty tease and reaches down, taking hold of his slick dick where he forcefully pushes it back inside you. You cry loudly, your walls unforgiving as they clamp down upon the intrusion. "Holy fuck, (Y/N)!" He gasps.

Chanyeol doesn't play around anymore, no he was full bent on lust and you could clearly see that by how he was fucking you. It wasn't nearly as slow and deep as before, now it was rough and fast. Just how you like it.

The room soon becomes a echo of hoarse moans, deep groans, loud cries and heavy pants of breaths. The sounds of sex are not once unnoticed to you, if anything the obscene sounds of your lovemaking just turns you on further. The sounds of skin slapping skin, the beautiful way Chanyeol moans your name in overwhelming ecstasy, god there was nothing more you would change, especially if the outcome of your actions would turn into this every time.

Chanyeol lifts you up from the current position, sitting you in his lap where he fucks you slow and raw. He grabs you ass, moving along with you, thrusting against your already sore pussy but from how good this was you could honestly care less. Your back archs when Chanyeol strikes that wonderful spot within you, his name rolling effortlessly off your tongue. Those hands find your breast, squeezing and massaging, well at least until they get too sensitive from being played with too much.

You throat sores from your ragged cries, and from what you could tell so was Chanyeol's, but neither of you gave a shit nor did it bring you to speed up. Fuck it had been, for what seems forever since you got to fuck your boyfriend, you'll be damned if you were going to come so soon.

Of course saying something and it actually happening are two completely diffrent things. Unfortunately misfortune has your side today as you feel your postponed orgasm nearing. And as much as you would like to hold out knew couldn't, not with how good Chanyeol was fucking you.

In the end you welcome it. Crying out in pleasure, you circle your arms around Chanyeol's shoulders harder, your erratic breaths at the junction of his neck increasing in volume. Voluntary your body begins to tighten, nails digging into his back as you reach your golden peak. You cry Chanyeol's name, your senses numbing, while your walls tighten and constrict around Chanyeol's cock.

Your boyfriend gasps loudly, his own fingers digging into your skin, creating crescents into your hips. He didn't even have to move, your walls alone were enough to bring him over the edge. And as expected your boyfriend moans your name, holding you close as he spills his cum deep inside you, teeth sinking into your neck to quiet herself. You howl in pain, your body shivering as you feel Chanyeol coating your walls in white.

Regaining what sanity you had left, you both fall back against the couch, lightly laughing as you just realize what you've done, and where no less. Chanyeol lays atop of you, sweaty and satisfied, his breathing beyond normal as he tries to steady it. Yours, however, was no better. "How you going to get away...with this one, babe?" You pant.

Chanyeol leans up on his elbows, smiling that gorgeous smile of his at you. "Like I always do, don't. What they don't know won't kill them."

You chuckle, passing your fingers through his hair, tucking the loose strands behind his ear. "Of course."

Chanyeol kisses you gingerly on the lips, smiling against your lips. You chuckle, enjoing the fluffyness you boyfriend portrays after sex. Its when Chanyeol pulls back, slipping out of you that his smile falters. Clearly he hadn't realized how much control he had lost. He looks at you worried, but you just pull him into your embrace. With his head against your breast, you reassure. "Don't worry I won't get pregnant. And if I did I would take full responsibility. I mean we've been together for almost 4 years, you can't tell me you haven't thought about it at least a little?"

Chanyeol lets out a deep shuttering sigh, listening to your slowing heartbeat. "I have but...what if I can't be there for him though? You know with my career and all?"

""Him"?" You repeat.

"Yes 'him'. It will be a boy (Y/N), no buts or questions about it, besides how else will it grow up to be like me?" You couldn't help but laugh, rolling your eyes. You had no objections, mainly because you've always wanted one too.

"You never cease to amaze me babe, you know that?" Chanyeol smiles, pushing himself up and off of you. You follow suit, sitting up. You watch as your boyfriend reaches for his discarded clothes but you stop him short. Reaching forward you pull Chanyeol towards you, circling his middle. You plant gentle peaks on his abdomen. "I love you, Chanyeol, I've loved you yesterday, loved you now, always have, always will."

Chanyeol snickers and you look up at him. "Did you get that off a cereal box?" He just couldn't help himself, you notice.

You push him back, lips in a pout. "Hey! Im being serious right now, Chanyeol why do you have to ruin my moment!"

He laughs, "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." Chanyeol leans down, wrapping his arms around you. "I still love you far more though."

You roll your eyes, "Bullshit, I've loved you for 8 years so ha." you throw back.

"Okay you got me. Now c'mon lets get dressed before the others blow their tops that I'm fucking you and their not."

"Why would they want to fuck me?" You giggle. now you couldn't help it.

"Chanyeol throws you that look and you couldn't resist the chuckle you let out at his cuteness. "You know what I meant, (Y/N)"

"Okay, okay. I'll be good." You give in. Chanyeol smiles and gives you one last kiss on the cheek before he pulls away to get dressed. You smile, placing your hand on your stomach, hope swelling inside your heart. If only...