#I almost passed the fck out

[dragon-on-ice]

Took my first T shot today!!!

[rubywithecat]

Tokyo revengers boys when you ignore them after one night stand (pt.1)

Mikey

-he almost doesnt recognize you

-when he senses the familiar scent when you passed through him, he couldnt help but turned his head

-"Hey wait" he called out. "do i know you?"

-U frozed. "I dont know you..." u lied. He walked to face you and looked you carefully. U broke the eye contact and excused yourself.

-he grabbed your hand which made your body gravitated toward his chest

-"your a bad liar" his lips nearly toucing yours. "plz dont ignore me. ive been searching u everywhere"

Ran Haitani

-He thought he would just forget you as like he does for many women who he had slept with

-But something about u made him craving u more, maybe cuz of ur innocence (u were a virgin)

- U were going to ur class when u heard a smiliar voice, u quickly hide when u caught a glimpse of him

-he was on his phone and he seemed to like noticed that u hide, he smirked

-"Rindou, I will call u back" he closed his phone and walked toward where u were

-ur heart was beating so fast and u just prayed he would passed through and closed ur eyes

-"Found ya" he whispered, loud enough for u to hear. "U who snaked away from me after i gave u ur first best night ever. Don’t u think it’s a lil bit unfair to me?” he grabbed ur waist as if he could read ur mind about escaping

-"u cant run away from me second time, Miss"

Chifuyu Matsuno

-He tried to forget about what happened that night and didnt even think he could meet u again

-when he saw u at the mall, he was about to call u out but he saw u with a kid, he thought its ur kid

-he didnt try to talk with u anymore cuz he doesnt wanna be a threat to ur marriage or smth

-u also saw him but u were too nervous to go and talk cuz u liked that guy so much “what if he doesn’t remember me? I would just embarrass myself” u whispered to urself

-as u guys parted, u were sad and hopeless

-"hey (kid name), i need to use toilet. dont go anywhere before i come back,okay?' u bent down to the kids height and smiled.

-"Yes” he replied cutely. "Good boy." u told him and go to toilet quickly.

-just a hen u come back, u saw him talking to a guy so u rushed quickly.

-"how old r u?" u could hear slightly. "i am 8" ur nephew answered.

-"what did i tell u (kid name)?Dont talk to random--' u scolded him before realizing that guy

-"he just saved me from some bad guys who tried to steal our shopping bags" ur nephew answered.

"Oh god" u sighed and turned back to him, but dont dare to look at him. "Umm... thank u for saving my nephew..." u said awkwardly.

-He was stunned but he felt relieved and glad that he wasn’t ur son

-U were about to walk away when he started to talk, "Im sure we met before, right?"

-U looked back at him and he was smiling at u and it was not a question. He remembered u and will not let u go anymore

Hanma Shuji

-From the moment he saw u, he couldn’t lie to himself that he fell in love with u

-Whenever he fcks someone he always think about u

-He was pissed that u left him after s*x without even leaving ur number

-He tried his best to forget u

-u didnt expect to meet a one night stand u met last year at the club u work

-Ur not like a stripper or anything like that. U work as a waitress there as u have no choice to pay for ur collage

-U quickly covered ur face as he walked passed through

-"maybe he wont even remember me at all. It was long time ago" u relieved. But then he stopped.

-"Hey" he called u. "Wtf- plz don’t remember me" u mumbled. U dont wanna invlove in gang things so its best to stay away

-"Do u know where are vip rooms?" he asked u

-"Uh— it’s at ur left, sir" U didnt dare to look back and just answered nervously, hoping he doesn’t see ur face

-U stared at u from behind for a sec and then walked away, smoking.

-“U see that girl over there? Bring her to my room” he ordered the waiter

-“Sir, I’m afraid she’s just a waitress and doesn’t do that kind of thing ya know…” the waiter answered, afraid “I- could suggest u the best beautiful stripper in our club. I’m sure u will be satis—“ before he could finish his word, he was punched to the ground.

-“Useless shits” he mumbled as he looked down and wiped the blood strain on his ring “Bring her to me” he said and left as he threw sone cash to the waiter face.

-U entered the dim light room, written “VIP” cuz ur coworker begged u so u empathized him

-“Were u searching for me?” U said impatiently and faked to be confident when u were trembling inside. “Look, just to be clear, im not interested in sleeping with u. I just come to tell u that so plz leave me alone and my coworkers, sir”

-Hanma just laughed helplessly as he finds that cute and as u were about to leave, he tightly hugged u from behind and kissed ur neck, leaving a mark

-“Who said I care whether ur intreated or not?” he smirked. “U were already mine. Don’t u dare run away from me… please?” His voice changed. It was the first time he begged for someone and u also feel that part of u just can’t resist him

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A/N: Hi! Welcome back y’all! <3 So, I have been disappearing for a long time cuz of final exam and now it’s over so I can finally write back and have a lot of ideas that I wanna share with u guys. <3

Sorry for not being able to respond the requests but now that I’m free, I will be open to ur requests again! :*

And I hope u guys like this one and any supports are very much appreciated, loves <33

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[imaprettygirl]

A drop of ink, a blot spread across time

(Vintage au)

Plot summary: It was 1950s when pen pals were popular and almost everyone had one! You used to have a handful of them but the camaraderie between you and them faded as you got older. One day, you found a newspaper on your late great-grandpa's shelves in his bedroom. Excitedly, you flipped the papers to get to a specific page and bingo! There was a section for the addresses of people who are looking for a pen-friend much like yourself. After randomly choosing, you sent out your first letter and he replied back! However, you noticed something weird in the photo he sent...

Crds to @drinkthesky for the divider!

Men I deem fit: Alhaitham, Albedo, Imbibitor Lunae/Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Diluc, Zhongli, Venti, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Sunday.

(Fck alphabetical order, I can't do that sh*t)

The amber glow of the afternoon sun bathed the room as the open windows situated at the opposite of the door allowed sunlight streams to enter the room as its panes quivered in hushed symphony due to the beckoning of the hot air. If you moved closer to the windows, you could see dust particles illuminated by the natural light. Even after the passing of your great-grandfather, the bookish scent of his cologne still lingers in his bedroom along with his possessions which were either coated with a thin layer of dust or covered with a big white cloth.

The wooden floor creaked beneath you as you walked towards his bookshelves in hopes of finding pieces of classical literature and maybe learn a thing or two from it. You delicately traced your index finger through the long vertical rows of books, leaving a trail of dust on the pads of your digit. As you peruse through countless novels only to be unsatisfied until you saw a newspaper at the edge of the shelf, untouched by the dust that plagues the rest.

'How strange...' you thought to yourself as you rubbed your thumb and index finger against the surface of the paper to determine its texture: it was sandy and rough, definitely ancient but the format was similar to the ones your dad reads in the morning so it must be a freshly produced newspaper, albeit printed in a different quality of paper.

Or so you thought...

The newspapers in your hands gave you a glimmer of hope; it was an opportunity to find a pen friend! You used to have a few ones but stopped writing to them either because they used too much colloquial words or they had at least twenty spelling mistakes in each sentence which gave you a migraine whilst trying to make out if your correspondent was writing in a foreign language or not. But this time, maybe you could hit the jackpot and find an actually nice pen-pal. Excitedly, you flipped through the papers and stopped at the specific page which had a list of names along with their addresses under the bold heading:

'Pen-friends! Make new friends around the world!'

Your eyes scanned across the list of names, allowing your intuition to guess the personality of that stranger based on their names alone. But then, a specific name caught your eye- it was uncommon which was the main reason it stood out from the rest of the names which probably were taken from 'Top 10 best names for children of this year'. You took a closer look of the address below that person's name and turned out, both of you lived in the same area! A surge of enthusiasm rippled throughout your body and immediately tucked the newspaper into the inside pocket of your coat.

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The curtains of your living room slowly opened as you peeked your head out and pressed your face against the glass. A day had passed after you had sent your very first letter and heck, you even went a mile far by sending a photograph of your two cats to make a memorable first impression. Then- just like you had anticipated- the postman on his bike suddenly came into view and halted his vehicle by your mail-box and placed a letter inside. You clutched the folds of the curtains unable to contain the happiness blossoming inside you. As soon as the postman disappeared out of your eyesight, you rushed outside to take the letter out of the mailbox. The first thing that greeted your eyes was the immaculate handwriting and the scent emitted from the paper.

'How sweet of him...' you thought as you continued reading the letter in your mind. The paragraphs were neatly organized and made of outdated vocabulary that you wouldn't understand had you not taken an interest in classic literature. You could tell this man practiced utmost eloquence just by his letter alone. Overall, he wrote a few things about himself and asked you about your hobbies, what you like and blablabla.

But then, something struck within you concerning with the photograph he sent and notes written behind it:

"The construction of the mall is making my ears bleed. I cannot stand the constant sounds of the drills and other sounds coming from it. I daresay, you must be experiencing the same disturbance as we are only one street apart from each other. Perhaps we should plan to meet up after the mall opens. What do you think of it?"

The more you stared at the photograph and the note, the more confused you became. The picture showed the mall with the same as the one down the street but it was still in construction according to the photo. 'Huh?' A frown stretched across your face. That specific mall had been going on more nearly a century now to the point that the community had been urging the government to shut it down in order to build a more innovative one. Didn't it finish construction like a hundred years ago? But his photo told a whole new different story.

Suspicions rose inside of you as a spiral of questions revolved around your head- you found it difficult to process it. Not missing a beat, you hurried to your room to find that newspaper you took from your late great-grandfather's shelf. You mumbled in frustration when you couldn't find it; you swore you left it either on the desk or on the bed. Finally, you found it under the bed and oh my...

The letter was published a century back in time which meant that...

"T-The man I just sent a letter...was from the past...." The newspaper dropped from your hands. Your letter had ripped its way out of the fabric of time and went into the mailbox of a man who lived in the same area as you but different time period. He was in the past, you were in the future.

Still, a part of you felt curious about the interaction between two people of different dimensions. So you decided to reply back to his letter. What could go wrong...right?

To people who are more knowledgeable in time travel or parallel universes, pls don't attack me, I know what I wrote may or may not make sense for some of you but pls don't mind me 😭😭😭

And also, not proofread because I wrote this around midnight and I'm literally on the verge of dozing off- (Ik I have such healthy sleep cycles and I have to wake up at 6 am yayyy!! Sleep-deprived-students-core😘🙆🤗)

[woozinhos]

"Just the tip" with Seungkwan but he fcks you regardless

Seungkwan looks at you, his eyes filled with desire. He's been wanting you all day, but he can tell that you're exhausted. He doesn't want to push you too hard, so he decides to offer a compromise.

"Just the tip?" he suggests, a sly smile playing on his lips. "I know you're tired, baby. I don't want to wear you out completely."

You nod, your voice barely above a whisper. "Just the tip," you agree, too tired to argue. "But be gentle."

Seungkwan smiles, happy that you're willing to indulge him, even if it's just a little. He steps closer to you, his hands gently caressing your body.

"I'll be gentle," he promises, his voice soft and reassuring. "Just lie back and relax, baby."

You lie back, turning over onto your stomach. You're completely exhausted, but you trust Seungkwan to take care of you. Seungkwan kneels beside you, his eyes roaming over your body appreciatively. He can't help but admire the way your skin looks in the dim light, and he feels a pang of desire in his chest.

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his hands gently massaging your shoulders. "And so tired."

Seungkwan continues to massage your shoulders, his hands working their way down your back. He can feel the tension in your muscles, and he sets out to work out all the knots.

"You're so tense," he says, his voice soft and soothing. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

As he massages you, he leans down to press gentle kisses along your spine. His lips are warm and soft against your skin, sending shivers down your body. Seungkwan continues to massage you, his fingers working their way down to your hips. As he reaches your lower back, he slowly slides his tip into you, careful not to overwhelm you with his size. He lets out a low groan as he feels the warmth of your body envelop him, and he pauses for a moment to savor the sensation.

"God, you feel so good," he whispers, his voice filled with desire. "Even just the tip feels amazing."

Seungkwan slowly starts to move his hips, his movements gentle and controlled. He doesn't want to push you too far, but he can't help but feel a surge of pleasure as he slowly slides in and out of you. He grips your hips tightly, using them as leverage as he continues to thrust. He can feel himself growing harder and harder with each movement, his desire for you building with each passing second.

"You're so tight," he groans, his voice strained with pleasure. "I don't know how long I can hold back."

Seungkwan's self-control is slipping, his desire for you taking over his senses. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body aching for release. He quickens his pace, his hips snapping against yours as he loses himself in the sensation. His fingers dig into your hips, holding you in place as he thrusts harder and deeper.

"I'm so close," he gasps, his voice rough with need. "I can't hold back anymore."

Seungkwan's control is completely gone now, and he can't help but beg you for more. He knows he's pushing his limits, but he can't help himself.

"Please," he groans, his voice desperate. "Please let me fuck you properly. I need to feel all of you."

Seungkwan lets out a loud moan as he feels you nod, and he immediately starts to thrust harder and deeper. He's no longer holding back, his hips snapping against yours with abandon. He can feel your body clenching around him, your moans growing louder with each thrust. He grips your hips tightly, holding you in place as he drives into you over and over again.

"You feel so good," he gasps, his voice strained with pleasure. "So tight and perfect. I can't get enough of you."

Seungkwan completely loses control, his mind consumed by the sensation of being inside you. He's no longer thinking clearly, his only focus being on chasing his release. He thrusts into you relentlessly, his hips moving at a brutal pace. He's gripping your hips so tightly that it's almost painful, but you don't care. All you can feel is the intense pleasure building inside of you.

"I'm gonna come," he groans, his voice ragged. "I can't hold back any longer."

Seungkwan's thrusts become even more erratic as he nears his peak, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. He can feel his release building inside of him, his balls tightening as he gets closer and closer to the edge. He buries his face in your neck, his hot breath against your skin.

"Come with me," he whispers, his voice desperate. "Please, come with me."

Seungkwan's words send a shiver down your spine, and you feel yourself teetering on the edge of your own orgasm. His thrusts are hitting all the right spots, and you can feel the tension building in your core.

"I'm so close," you gasp, your fingers digging into the sheets. "I'm gonna come, Seungkwan."

Seungkwan groans in response, his hips stuttering as he nears his own release. He reaches down to rub your clit, desperate to push you over the edge with him.Seungkwan's fingers work furiously on your clit, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through your body. The combination of his thrusts and his fingers is too much, and you can feel yourself about to fall apart.

"Come for me," he growls, his voice low and commanding. "Come on my cock."

His words send you over the edge, and you cry out as your orgasm washes over you. Your body clenches around him, your muscles spasming as you come hard. Seungkwan follows soon after, his own orgasm hitting him like a wave. He buries himself deep inside of you, his body trembling as he fills you with his release. Seungkwan collapses on top of you, his body still trembling from the force of his orgasm. He's breathing heavily, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

He buries his face in your neck, his lips trailing kisses along your skin. "That was incredible," he murmurs, his voice hoarse. "You're incredible."

He stays inside of you for a few more moments, enjoying the feeling of being connected to you in this way. Finally, he pulls out and rolls onto his side, pulling you close to him. Seungkwan laughs as he catches his breath, a smirk on his face. "Just the tip, huh?" he teases, nuzzling your neck. "You say that like it wasn't amazing."

[blairxbear]

Hit with a Villain’s Sex Quirk & They NEED You NOW!

UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

(All readers are aged up, UA students are now Pro Heroes)

They’re desperate, aching, and the only thing that can ease their suffering… is YOU

Featuring Aged Up: Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Ida, Denki Kaminari, Mirio Togata, Hanta Sero, Koji Koda, Mashirao Ojiro

Izuku Midoriya

Poor baby is a mess.

The second the quirk hits him, his knees buckle, breath shuddering as an intense wave of heat rushes through his body.

Face turns bright red as he realizes exactly what’s happening.

Tries to fight it. Tries to use his mental discipline to control himself, but the more he resists, the worse it gets.

His entire body is burning, throbbing, aching for you.

Finds you, trembling, pupils blown wide.

“P-Please, Y/N, I—I need you—I c-can’t—”

The moment you touch him, even slightly? He whimpers and loses control.

Begging. Absolutely begging.

“Please, I need— I need you—”

Shoto Todoroki

Instantly overwhelmed, but tries to keep his composure.

His ice side flares up instinctively, trying to counteract the intense heat pooling in his core.

Fingers twitch as he clenches his fists, shaking with need.

Voice is low, strained.

“Y/N… I need you. Right now.”

Doesn’t waste time. The moment he has you, his hands are gripping your waist, pulling you against him.

Burns hotter than ever before.

“You’re the only one who can fix this.”

His usual calm demeanor? Gone. He’s needy, desperate, possessive.

Tenya Iida

Panics. Completely panics.

The quirk hits him hard, making his entire body tense and throb with unbearable need.

Tries to rationalize it, but every second that passes makes him more desperate.

Glasses fog up from how hot he feels.

When he finally gets to you, he’s struggling to breathe properly.

“Y-Y/N… this is… most improper, b-but I— I c-can’t hold back—”

Sweating, panting, barely holding himself together.

When you pull him close, his entire body shudders.

Absolutely worships you, murmuring apologies even as he ravages you.

Denki Kaminari

Short-circuits immediately.

The second the quirk hits, he gasps, his knees nearly giving out.

Pupils blown wide, electricity crackling around him.

Absolutely shameless about it.

“Fck, babe, I—I need you, like, now. Like, RIGHT now.”*

Grabs onto you the moment he finds you, pressing his forehead to yours, breathing hard.

Can barely focus on anything except how much he NEEDS you.

Completely desperate, whimpering in frustration whenever you tease him.

“N-No teasing—please, I c-can’t—”

Mirio Togata

Grins at first, but the moment the heat floods his system, his cocky confidence vanishes.

His whole body trembles as he exhales shakily.

Eyes darken with pure, raw hunger.

When he sees you, he immediately pulls you against him, burying his face in your neck.

“Y/N, sunshine, I—I need you. Right now.”

Barely able to restrain himself.

His usual playfulness is completely gone.

Can’t stop touching you, whispering how much he needs you.

“You’re the only one who can help me, baby.”

Hanta Sero

Groans the second the quirk hits him.

Leans against the wall, head tilted back, struggling to breathe.

Body feels like it’s on fire, and the only thing on his mind is YOU.

When he finds you, his hands are on you immediately.

“Babe, I— I need you. Fck, I need you so bad.”*

Usually a tease, but right now? He’s all need.

Voice is rough, strained, full of desperation.

Presses you against the nearest surface, begging for relief.

Koji Koda

Poor baby is overwhelmed.

Goes completely red, hands trembling as he grips the nearest surface for support.

Can’t even form proper words at first—just breathy little gasps.

Finds you, looking utterly wrecked, eyes full of need.

“Y/N… please… I—I can’t handle this alone…”

The moment you touch him, he shudders so hard he almost collapses.

So gentle, even in his desperation.

“Please… I need you. So much.”

Mashirao Ojiro

Tenses up instantly.

Tail flicking wildly, his whole body buzzing with need.

Breathing heavily, his muscles flexing as he tries to fight the effects.

Fails miserably.

Grabs onto you the second he sees you, hands tight around your waist.

“I— I need you, baby. Right now.”

Doesn’t even care where you are.

Growls when you tease him, pressing his body harder against yours.

“No teasing, babe. Not now. Please.”

So needy, so rough, so desperate.

[iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin]

french press

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wc: 1.2k reader: femme/gender neutral (gender warnings: reader is wearing lingerie, reader "pushes t*ts together" -- you've been warned) warnings: smut 18+; MINORS DNI!!! -- specific warnings under the cut -- also some angst and some funny stuff summary: jiwoong has a biiit of a jealousy problem. he's so jealous rn that he won't even touch you :( with his permission, you take matters into your own hands (and onto his thigh). *ੈ✩‧₊˚ oh helloooo. long time no see. decided to write something for the hell of it. maybe i'll write some more soon...

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warnings: 18+ explicit smut, thigh-riding, penetrative sex (reader receiving), descriptions of cum (reader's and jw's), unprotected sex, cumming inside, jealousy/toxicity, swearing, pet names (baby, angel)

also the title is VERY clever. french press: french masseusse pierre and... mating press. i'll leave now.

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“baby,” you whine, pushing your arms together a bit to accentuate your tits. “don’t you wanna touch? you love touching my tits.”

the sheer, black lingerie set you were saving for a special occasion is hugging every curve of your body perfectly as you straddle your boyfriend. a garter belt squeezing around your right thigh, you know you’re irresistible to anyone with a pulse.

but apparently your boyfriend has passed away since he sat down on the couch with a huff twenty minutes ago. he’s still warm though and that’s permission enough for you to let him have it.

“oh my god,” you groan; smacking your hand on the leather armrest like a frustrated child. “woongie! want you to touch me so bad.”

“well, you should’ve thought of that before you let another man put his hands all over you,” jiwoong answers-- head turning to the side in the ultimate display of pettiness. 

you sigh exasperatedly. “it was a massage, woongie. a professional one that you paid for!”

“so?” he asks with a pout. “are you suggesting i’m a cuckold by my own doing?”

“you are the only one suggesting that actually,” you reply, running your hands down his clothed chest. “the only thing i’m suggesting is that you fuck me. and i’m strongly suggesting it.”

“oh yeah?” jiwoong responds, one eyebrow raised in interest. “are you sure those words aren’t actually meant for pierre: the unnecessarily handsome french masseuse?”

“you literally gave me a gift certificate for my birthday!” you exclaim, hitting his chest lightly in frustration. “baby, i tried to request an ugly massage therapist. the woman at the desk looked at me like i was being rude. and i was! for you.”

jiwoong’s eyes go straight to your barely-covered core and you think for a second he’s finally about to give in. “you asked for an ugly masseuse and she gave you a former louis vuitton runway model? i should’ve just given you tickets to magic mike live!”

“kim jiwoong-ah, if you don’t fck me right now, i swear to god,” you threaten emptily, sinking down on one of his grey sweatpant-adorned thighs. “i’m just gonna use you however i want.”

jiwoong folds his arms across his chest in a final act of defiance, attention returning to the tv screen. “knock yourself out.”

it takes everything in you not to whine like a little spoiled brat, but you manage to suppress it. instead, you grind a little harder down onto jiwoong’s thigh. his legs are lazily spread apart in the most enticing way. you could reach right down his pants and grab him in your hands (a tried and true method that jiwoong loves), but you have something to prove too.

so you repeat the grinding motion, your heat connecting again with the toned flesh of your boyfriend’s perfect thighs. at first it’s just for show-- you need his attention and you’ll do anything you have to to get it back.

but after a few moments, a soft moan escapes your throat. jiwoong’s breath audibly hitches; his body stiffening a bit at the sound of your pleasure. despite this, his eyes stay fixed on the screen.

as a familiar knot grows just below your stomach, you almost start to forget about your goal. maybe it’s desperation speaking, but riding your boyfriend’s thigh is actually a lot more stimulating than you thought it’d be. 

“fuck,” you whine, increasing your pace involuntarily. your hands are gripping the back of the couch, eyes closing as you rapidly approach your high.

suddenly, jiwoong’s thigh grows harder-- a sturdier surface for you to grind on. he’s flexing his muscles for you, helping you reach your climax like the perfect boyfriend he is.

“gonna cum all over my thigh, baby?” jiwoong asks, voice already noticeably fucked out. it’s not a mystery who won this game. “gonna make a mess all over my pants like a fucking angel?”

“i--... oh my god, i--...” you cry, strong hands finding your hips and guiding them down for you onto his thigh. you place your hand gently at the base of jiwoong’s neck, pulling at the collar of his shirt and toying with his collarbone. “i--... ‘m cumming...”

pleasure taking over, you reach your high as jiwoong continues to guide your hips for you. “woongie, love you. love you so much.”

your eyes flutter open to see jiwoong’s cheeks flushed, his eyes locked on your core. you look down to find that you have made a pretty little mess, honey dripping from you and soaking his grey sweatpants. he lifts you ever so slightly up and back down, watching as your juices seep through your sheer panties and onto him.

jiwoong meets your gaze for less than a second before you’re wrestled off the couch and onto your back on the carpeted floor below. carpet aside, it’s not a painless fall and as your boyfriend is hungrily ripping his pants off and burying his cock inside you, you decide it’s a good time to start playing again.

“oh my god, woongie,” you complain, knowing that your back’s gonna hurt even worse in the morning. “are you trying to make me need another massage?”

“no. more. massages,” jiwoong growls, punctuating each word with a deep thrust. “unless i’m the one giving them.”

“fuck,” you whine, pulling him even deeper inside you as you wrap your legs around him. trapping him. holding him hostage exactly where his possessive ass wants to be. “surely you don’t think you’re as skilled as a professional masseuse?”

“i’ll get certified,” he manages to grunt, grabbing hold of your thighs and pushing them up to your chest in a mating press. “or would you prefer pierre’s cock inside you instead?”

“that’s not fair,” you reply, absolutely relishing in your reinstated role of bratty sub. “how can i choose if i’ve never seen both options?”

“you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” jiwoong asks, kneading your thighs mercilessly-- striking his palm across the side with a gorgeous smack. “you’re gonna kill me so you can fuck pierre and then kill him too.”

“i’ll let you live a little longer if you cum inside me,” you promise, running your hand through his hair as he stares at you helplessly. “please, woongie. need you to fill me up.”

you can see it in his eyes: he’ll give you anything you want. he’d even let you fuck pierre if you really wanted to. but you don’t. not even a little bit. you just want jiwoong.

“fuck, i love you so much, baby,” he pants as his thrusts grow shallower and more sporadic. “gonna fill up this perfect... little...”

his hips finally spasm; a sweet moan swallowed down as you feel him spill into you. you sigh contentedly at the warmth inside of you, your boyfriend laying his head on your chest-- letting go of your legs from where he’d been pinning them and collapsing on top of you in exhaustion.

you wrap your thighs around jiwoong’s waist, making sure he can’t escape (he doesn’t want to).

jiwoong’s jealousy issues weren’t really harmful. he knew you’d never actually leave him for another man; what he always seemed to forget is that you’d never even dream of it. and besides, whatever misunderstanding arose always ended in fiery, passionate sex like this. 

so could anyone really blame you for making up sexy french massage therapists just to make your boyfriend jealous from time to time? not to worry... you’ll give jiwoong a couple months to recover from pierre before you drop your next fabrication on him: dante, the sensual italian chef.

[realisticjupiter]

maybe an age gap between reader and chishiya... and then they just fck? (reader ≤ 18)

any scenario but teacher - student, please!

Summary: Chishiya is your new attending.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader

Warnings: slight age gap (intern & attending), hair pulling, fingering, slight degradation (but not really), unprotected piv, blowjob, lmk if anything else!!

Word count: 2.9k

a/n: hope this is okay! It is a bit long so I do apologize! :) -- this is considered a student teacher dynamic, but if you wanted an actual student teacher scenario you can always request again! <3

Your first week as an intern was your definition of hell.

Everyone basically hated each other. The interns were out for blood. They'd do anything for the next surgery.

But, who were you to judge; so were you. You'd do anything to get your hands on a surgery, especially one that the new attending was doing.

The new attending, Chishiya Shuntaro. Short, yet taller than everyone around him. His brown roots seeping through his dyed blonde hair--the two pieces of hair that swayed in front of his face almost annoyed you. Why wasn't he tucking them behind his ears??

Your resident sent you to the pit as soon as you entered the door, not giving yourself a proper chance to look at the surgeries on board. You could only pray it was nothing good.

You flipped through a patient's chart as you walked down the hall; studying the words. Your mind got interrupted by a group of interns running past you, as if they had somewhere to be.

You watched them run behind you, shuffling into a room. A room you identified as the gallery, which meant: a good fucking surgery.

Out of impulse you ran towards the door and walked in, seeing everyone staring intently into the OR.

With weathered brows you stood in front of the glass, looking down inside.

You were in disbelief. Dr. Chishiya was hands deep in the brain as an intern stood beside him, doing nothing but standing there and looking pretty.

Chishiya momentarily looked up to take a look at the gallery, in doing so, he made contact with your obvious angry expression.

He raised his brows at you before going back to what he was doing, the mask hiding his expression behind the fabric, and his hair was pulled back due to his surgery cap.

You didn't bother standing around, that surgery should've been yours and even Chishiya knew that.

You went back to the patient's room you were heading to before, doing what you were told like you always have been.

Hours had passed since then. The surgery was finished and the only reason you knew that was because everyone was talking about it.

"I can't believe he pulled that off--" You caught from a sentence as you walked past people down the hall.

"L/n." A voice called from behind you, a voice you had memorized in the back of your head.

You turned your head around, catching the eye of Chishiya.

You became quickly confused, why was he calling out for you? You could only think of the worst, maybe you had done something wrong.

"Hm?" You hummed, trying to sound disinterested as you turned to face him.

His hands were stuck deep inside his white coat, "Can we talk?" He asked, looking around.

"About what? I've done everything I've been asked so unless--" He cut off your words as he shook his head.

"It's about the surgery." His words made you raise your brows, but quickly furrowed them when you tried to think of why he needed to talk about that.

"Can we talk somewhere else? I've never been in a hospital that had so many ears." Chishiya asked, looking around once more. He seemed paranoid, but who could blame him.

Neither have you; a hospital with ears in every corner. It was concerning how everyone knew everyone's business.

"I guess." You shrugged, watching him as he entered the closest door; which happened to be a supply room.

He signaled you inside, making you step inside before him as he shut the door behind the both of you.

Before there was room for awkward silence, he got straight to the point. "I was going to give you the surgery." He spoke his words nonchalant as if he had no idea what that meant for you.

Your eyes widened, and he swore he saw them sparkle. "Seriously?" You asked, trying to be sure.

"Mhm," He hummed in confirmation, "But, I couldn't find you."

You scoffed in annoyance, "You're kidding. The one time I get the pit!" You groaned, rolling your eyes.

You didn't say anything more, merely stuck in your head asking yourself questions that couldn't be answered, except one, "Why me?"

"You're smart. You almost remind me of myself." He answered quickly, as if he already knew you were going to ask that. "Usually that's a bad thing. But, you made it seem--okay." He nodded on, his words sounding more and more less thought out.

You couldn't help but let your mind wander at what he said. Imagining a smaller Chishiya fighting for surgeries everyone wanted, probably winning most of the time.

"You have a big interest in what I do; I respect the way you observe the gallery. Your eyes are never on me, but the patient." He explained, his eyes locked onto you even when you avoided his gaze.

You crossed your arms as you made eye contact with him, "So--does that mean that the next surgery-" Before you could even finish, Chishiya almost laughed at your ignorance.

"No." He scoffed, "You still have to work for that." Chishiya smirked, watching your body language intently.

"That's just unfair." You stated, narrowing your eyes as you looked at him.

"Is it?"

"Yes, it is."

"Not when it's easy to get what you want."

"What's that supposed to mean?" You asked, unhooking your arms from each other to straighten your balance.

"You're a smart girl. You get what you want, no matter what," He paused, looking you up and down. "So I've noticed."

You raised your brows at his compliment, "What else have you noticed, doctor?" Your words teased him as they fell from your mouth.

Chishiya couldn't tell if you did that on purpose, or it was you subconsciously flirting with your attending. "A lot." His voice was low and breathy as he spoke.

You couldn't help but crack a smile at his reply. Your smile must've been contagious because he let a smile of his own form on his lips.

You watched his feet as he took one step forward, his right hand pulling out of his coat to inch towards your face.

Your eyes quickly aimed up to look into his, watching as he watched his own hand push your hair behind your ear.

"You're different," Chishiya whispered, "You don't take shit from anyone, not even me--an attending." He rambled, fidgeting with your hair. "I'm someone who is supposed to be teaching you." His words came out in a whisper as his hand reached the back of your head.

In one swift motion his grip tightened on your hair, causing a moan to fall from your open mouth. With his grip he pushed you closer to him, your body flushed against his chest.

"You don't have much respect for me, do you?" He spoke with authority, clearly dominating you as his breath hit your face.

"You make it hard to." You answered honestly, looking up at him. Your hand fell to his wrist, hoping his grip wouldn't get tighter.

He looked at you with a raised brow, as if asking you to elaborate. And with a sigh, you did. "You're so.. nonchalant. You don't listen to anything anyone says. And every time someone answers your question--Fuck!" You groaned at the pain of his fingers tangled in your hair, your eyes starting to water as you looked at his face that was merely inches away from your own.

"Honesty will get you nowhere, not even in my pants." His voice fell much lower, hardly being able to hear his whispers.

"Sorry," You responded in the same tone, "It's better than the lies. I mean, what would happen if they heard about a fresh new intern getting dicked down by the new attending?" Your voice sounded fake, and forced into an innocent accent.

You could see the way your words affected him. His jaw tensed--as well as his grip, and his eyes couldn't even hold eye contact.

"What would happen if they weren't lying?" His lined lips turning into a smirk you hadn't seen before. His eyes finally going back to yours, studying the way you answered.

"Then you'd have to have one big ego to sleep with me." You raised a brow, eyeing his lips as if it was your next prey.

Chishiya took your words as a challenge, suddenly needing to prove that he in fact did, have a big ego.

His lips found yours in a hurried movement, teeth clinking together as he dominated your mouth.

You tripped on your own feet as you walked backwards, Chishiya's body trapping you between the shelf behind you.

The rattling of the shelf startled you, but you quickly put your attention back on the way his lips moved against yours. Your hands moved to his face, deepening the kiss with a soft moan.

The hand that was still stuffed in his pocket went to your waist, gripping at the flesh as he pushed himself farther into you.

You placed your hands on his shoulders for stability, but the feel of the fabric compared to his soft skin, almost annoyed you. You gripped onto the white coat, pushing the fabric farther down his arms.

When he noticed what you were doing, he released his grip from your body and helped you take it off and let it fall to the floor. He pulled away from the kiss to take off his shirt in one quick motion.

He noticed the way you looked at him, noticing his figure that he successfully hid under layers of clothes. You basically drooled at the sight, your face a deep red and your mouth agape as you stared intently.

"Turn around." He interrupted your thoughts with one simple task, which you quickly obliged to.

You turned around, taking off your shirt as well, leaving you in your black lace bra and pants.

You could hear the rustling of his scrubs as he stepped out of his pants. His hands quickly found their way around your waist, snaking up your stomach to your covered chest, softly squeezing at the flesh of your breasts.

You let a soft moan fall from your lips, his head resting on your shoulder as he kissed up your neck, "So pretty," He praised against your skin, nipping lightly at your ear lobe.

He snaked one hand back down your abdomen, finding its way beneath the waistband of your scrubs. His fingers dipped beneath the fabric of your panties and trailed down your freshly shaved pussy. He almost snickered at the feel of the short hairs brushing against his finger tips.

"Were you expecting to get laid, today?" He asked against your neck, looking down at his hand that was covered by your pants.

"Not by you." You answered. You shut your eyes to focus on the finger that slid through your folds, coating his fingers in your wet arousal.

"I bet you've thought about it." He smirked, picking his head up to watch your face, your head resting on his shoulder.

You furrowed your brows, your breath hitching at the way he circled your clit. "Mm, not really..." You whispered.

"Then why are you so wet, y/n?" The way he said your voice made you bite your lip, subconsciously grinding against his fingers; hoping they'd slip lower--which they did.

You couldn't help but moan at the feel of his fingers stretching you out, sliding into your entrance with ease with the help of your slick.

Your back arched into him, feeling the way his digits thrusted inside of you. You were in a moment of bliss and pure pleasure, your mind hazed and blank as you found yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Completely fogged in pleasure you almost didn't realize he had stopped, "No--no... Keep.." You tried to beg for him to keep going, your words coming out hushed and soft as you spoke.

"You're pathetic." He whispered, unhooking his arms from around your body.

You whined in reply. "Bend over." He said, watching as you wasted no time bending over one of the shelves.

"Oh, so you can listen?" He snickered, looking down on your body, enjoying his view.

"Shut up," You grumbled under your breath, as if you were too hesitant to speak out loud.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pants, pulling them down as well as your underwear.

He grabbed onto the fat of your ass, pulling it in a direction that spread your folds, biting his lip at the sight of you.

"You know," He chuckled, grinding his clothed cock against your body. "Someone could walk in.. 'n see you bent over for me." His words came out sharp but broken as if he was holding back moans of his own.

All you did was roll your eyes in reply. You hadn't exactly thought about that, but the more it invaded your mind; the more it made this a bit more exciting.

"That turned you on didn't it?" He teased.

"Not as much as it turned you on." You smirked, feeling the way his cock twitched in his boxers.

Chishiya groaned, "You've got a big mouth, you know." His patience slowly fading as you rubbed your ass against him.

"It comes in handy." You replied, clearly finding this situation amusing.

He almost laughed at your comment, but held himself back to remove his boxers. He freed his cock from the confinements, feeling the cold air hit his body.

Without another thought, he found your entrance, sliding his tip in with ease, watching as he stretched you out.

"Oh, shit.." You whimpered, letting your forehead fall onto the shelf.

"You're still--?" You moaned, your legs already weakening beneath you when you felt him continue to go deeper and deeper.

"Sorry, I know you're not used to big dicks." He had a grin plastered on his face, enjoying the smart ass comments he could come up with.

You always found a way to second guess him, which made him second guess himself. It almost infuriated him the way you spoke, but he had to admit; it was a smart way of making yourself look smarter. Nonetheless, you were the only intern that actually got their work done.

He finally bottomed out inside you with a short grunt, your velvet walls pulsating around him. He threw his head back to the feel of your warm embrace, his breathing becoming heavy before he could even start.

"Move," You groaned, clenching your hands into fists; trying to keep yourself together. "Please!" You begged.

He nodded, even though you couldn't see it before pulling out of you. He left the tip inside before pushing back into you, going faster with each thrust to try and find his rhythm.

Your eyes were forced shut due to the pleasure, his grip on your hips tightening and surely leaving marks in its place. You weren't sure how much longer you could last. You didn't want it to be an embarrassingly short amount of time, but you weren't sure if you could help it.

"You're not gonna last are you?" He asked through his moans. His movements getting faster, the small room being filled with sounds of skin slapping skin and the pornographic noises of your mixed moans.

You shook your head, not having the energy to form words. Your mouth opening, but unable to form audible sounds.

"I guess I finally shut you up." He groaned. He couldn't help himself but be a smart ass one last time before he could feel his own orgasm approach.

"Come on, you got it." He egged your orgasm on as the familiar knot in your stomach tightened.

"Mm..." You whimpered, pushing yourself deeper onto his cock with each thrust.

With one loud moan, you came undone on his cock. You wanted to ride out your orgasm a bit more before stopping, but Chishiya had other ideas.

He quickly pulled out of you, "Get on your knees." He whispered, not having the energy to be louder.

With weak knees, you turned around and fell to your knees, finally being face to face with his long cock.

He grabbed a handful of your hair to tilt your head back, he didn't need to speak for you to know to open your mouth. With a moan of consent, he sank his dick slowly into your mouth.

He felt heavy on your tongue, looking up at him as you tried to take him all but gagging once he hit the back of your throat. You took the rest of him in your hand, wrapping your lips around him and began bobbing your head.

"Just like that." He groaned, holding the back of your head as he watched your cheeks hollow around him.

He was already close before, so it didn't take long until his orgasm approached once again.

You could feel the way his cock twitched in your mouth. You tried to take as much as you could before you felt splurts of cum go down your throat.

You thought he would've stopped, but he suddenly got too ahead of himself and fucked himself deeper into your throat.

You moaned against him, causing him to finally pull out with a groan.

"You okay?" He sighed, bending down to put back on his clothes.

"I'll get back to you on that.." You breathed heavily, still sat on your heels.

You didn't really feel like getting up, not even sure if you could. Just the thought of standing made your knees hurt.

Once he slid on his shirt, you finally made your attempt to stand. You moaned at the feel but quickly overcame it to slide on your clothes.

"Fix your hair before you leave, yeah?" Chishiya grinned before making his exit.

You rolled your eyes, still unable to fully catch your breath as you brushed your fingers through your hair.

As much as you hate to admit it; you hoped this wasn't just a one time thing.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[lilacella]

TRICK OR TREAT!!! 🧡

Hello almost 6ft tall pallas cat! Glad to have you on my porch!🎃🦥🥰

I would never leave you without a treat!

I present you with a new fic idea: (this will be lengthy, more under cut)

I want to write a wolfstarbucks flatmate AU, where Remus is a broke uni student moving to the big city and is desperately looking for a place to stay after his university accommodation turned out to be covered in mould - which is not good for his asthma!!

So he looks for flat listings and people looking for roomates but he has little money and cannot afford the rent of most of them. Either that or he is incredibly uncomfortable with the people.

You can imagine his delight when he sees some guy named James looking for a flatmate in a nice part of town, only asking for 214£ per month! Even better, when they meet up it turns out he is a hot engineering student going to Remus' uni and he is really nice! Remus feels immediately comfortable with him. James tells him that the rent is so cheap because it's basically just utilities since the building belongs to his dad (rich boy has a landlord dad, oh no! Remus is a little concerned he might be a lib but is placated when he sees the fridge covered in FCK NZS stickers and pictures of Karl [optinal subplot]). James' former flatmate moved out and he is feeling a little lonely.

He first doesn't expect James to let him move in, because why would someone this cool want to live with him? But he hears back the next day and soon moves in.

James and Remus get along swimmingly. James is so nice and so good looking and Remus falls a little more for him everyday. And is James flirting back with him? Can't be! Or can it?

Weeks pass and one morning there is a loud knock at the door. James is out for rugby training so Remus shuffles out of his room in his pajamas and opens the door, thinking maybe it's a parcel, and is faced by a breathtakingly handsome stranger with long black hair, wearing heavy boots and a denim jacket covered in patches. The stranger, while handsome, looks a bit deranged and smells of smoke - which makes Remus cough badly as an introduction. He doesn't introduce himself, instead just steps past him, kicking off his boots asking for James.

When the confused Remus tells him he's at training, and who is he??, he basically ignores him and stomps straight into James' room, closing the door behind him.

Remus is quite alarmed but doesn't dare to confront the stranger. But he also doesn't feel very safe staying alone in the apartment with him. So he sends a text to James and hastily flees to the uni library.

When he returns a few hours later, James is back. The boots are still there, though now neatly placed in the shoe rack. He hears voices coming from James' room.

He gathers his courage and knocks. When he looks into the room, James is sitting his bed with the stranger. Or rather, James is sitting and the stranger is lounging on his lap, casually playing with James' hand while he talks.

James introduces the stranger as Sirius, his former flatmate. Sirius apologises for his rude entry with a charming smile that makes Remus forgets any offenses he has suffered immediately. However he is a bit concerned with what that means for him. Does Sirius want his room back?

(I have more plot but this is too long already and I don't want to bore/overwhelm you 😅 if you want more feel free to inquire though!)

fic writer trick or treat!

[futurewriter2000]

The Daring, Forbidden and Evil - pt. 6

A/N: There are so many ways this story can go from hear. I can fck this up to the angstiest of angst there can be or I can keep it simple and cute and cuddly. Though the angsty angst seems really attractive now.

XX

You lied. You lied to the only people who took you in after your grandmother passed away. It should have been in your blood, the lying part, but somehow you felt enormous guilt weighing on your chest.

The Malfoy's weren't a horrible family. They treated you with up-most respect they could for a child, who isn't even theirs. Your uncle-in-law started to adore you a bit, talking to you in interesting subjects, such as Defense against the dark arts, history of wizardry, potions, transfiugration, arithmancy and other subjects he was expert in. Draco, your young cousin, the two of you were always jesting each other but it was fun being around him. He was a brother you always wished for. The two of you had almost the same family background and being a part of that family... well, it functioned well.

That was why you couldn't bring yourself to raise your hand to knock. You were freezing in front of the apartment, not knowing anything. This was a lot. This was too much. They'll hate you. Every one of them will hate you.

"What was I thinking..." you murmured to yourself and shook your head. Just as you were about to turn around, the door opened a pair of familiar brown eyes greeted you.

"Blimey, sugar." he laughed and kissed you on the lips. "You're punctual as a clock." he chuckled and pulled you in nervously.

"Yeah, well, George, I was thinking and-"

"They're in there and they haven't got a clue I brought a stranger in." he rubbed the back of his neck, looking back and then to you. If you were honest with yourself, you would think he's doubting this decision as well.

He saw the look in your eyes and knew that this must be more terrifying to you than it would ever be to him, so he took your hands into his and kissed the top of them. His voice calmed down and he was looking deeply into your petrified eyes, smiling. He placed his hand on your cheek and tucked away the hair behind your ear.

"You're gorgeous." he said, kissing you softly on the lips- which, you had to admit, put a smile on your face. "We don't get tired."

"We don't get tired." you repeated after him.

He walked in front of you, leading you to the kitchen, where everybody were sitting in a ruckus of laughter, yelling and conversations.

"Where'd you ran off too?" asked Fred as he tapped George on the shoulder as he ran to get some more bread.

"I-uh-" he turned around, rubbing the back of his neck and stealing glances of you in the doorway. "I have an ANAUNCMENT TO MAKE!" he shouted the last part and everybody slowly quited down. You laughed under your breath.

He looked at them and everybody was staring.

"Is everything alright, Georgie dear?" his mother asked worriedly.

"Yeah, mum. Everything is great- I just...wow, this is harder to do than I thought but I'd like to start that I love you all." he started to get more serious. "I love being part of this family that continues to grow bigger by the minute." he looked at Harry and put his hand on Sirius' shoulder. "And I know we haven't really seen eye to eye at times I wouldn't change it for the world. Our reputation isn't held highly in the larger circles of high-society but I know we are brave, kind and understanding... forgiving..." he added, rubbing the back of his neck again, meanwhile some faces started to raise their eyebrows.

"Where are you going with this George?" asked Ginny.

"I've been seeing a girl..." he said, smiling as he said it and there came some whistles and cheers from the family. "And I wanted to tell you all as soon as possible-"

"Well, spit it out, Georgie." beamed Fred. "I knew something was off with you lately."

"Looks like he got some flowers in his panties." winked Tonks and the others laughed.

"Alright, alright." George started to calm them down. "She's here." he said and Sirius got up on his feet as soon as he said it. "You brought a stranger in the house?!"

"No! I brought my girlfriend to meet my family and I would have done it in the Burrow but since we're here, I had to do it here." George argued. "Plus, I think you would want to meet her." George glared and Sirius took a step back.

"Meaning what?" he said in a surprised voice as other's only anticipated the answer.

"Meaning she-" he started to say, but Sirius already noticed you hiding in the shadows, pushing past George and slowly walking towards you.

"By the Merlin's hat-" he said under his breath.

George turned around, eyes bulging out of his head as he thought you might get attacked by your mother's biggest enemy but it was not exactly what it was happening.

His eyes glimmered in the night- a light from pure memories that rushed into your mind as soon as you set your eyes on his.

*flashback*

"Please, Sirius!" your grandmother shouted from the distance.

"I cannot take her! Are you mad!" another voice shouted back. "I'm barely 17!"

"You're turning 18 this November, Sirius Black. You don't have to tell them, who their parents are." you heard pleads, making you climb down the stairs in a whitest little dress, you could remember.

"You're her care-taker." the boy came into your eye-sight. He was tall and lean, a big lump of curls on the top of his hair, growing down his neck to shoulders.

"They'll come back for her! They'll take her, let alone kill her."

"Bellatrix could never kill her own child." he argued.

"Are you sure, Sirius?!" your grandmother growled. "Because I know she had killed people- she turned my boy into a murderer as well."

Sirius gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side, only to see you sitting on the end of stairs with your large doe eyes looking at him.

He made his way to you and smiled. Somehow, when he picked you up, you started to laugh joyfully. A sincere, joyful force entered your small body and you found him amusing.

"Big people are only talking." he said in a child-like voice, tickling your belly and causing you to laugh again.

Your grandmother appeared in your sight, pleading Sirius with her eyes. "You can say she's yours. You two look similar."

"Don't say that." Sirius looked back at her. "She grows up, she'll be a picture of her mother."

"Please, Sirius, I beg of you."

"Do what, exactly?" he tried to stay as he could but it was as if you could feel his heart beating up faster. "Take her to the Potters and let them raise her."

"They don't have to know. You can say she's yours."

"A child of two?! I hid a child for two years?"

"I don't know Sirius. They can't know about her."

"They are her parents."

"And I don't trust them." she said, looking into your eyes and kissing your littlest nose. "You look just like your father when he was a baby, little one."

"Her hair started to curl." reminded Sirius but she shot her head to him, glaring.

"I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to protect this child."

He then pushed you into her arms. "You'll have to because I won't be able to protect her any more than you could. I'm in far greater danger than you. Leave this place, leave this country, don't tell anybody where she is going, not even me." he said as he leaned to you, his eyes glimmering as he looked at you. "We'll meet again, little one." he tickled your belly but this time, you didn't laugh. "Under the right circumstances."

*end of flashback*

It was like a part of your past has been unlocked, something you didn't know you carried in yourself up until now. Your eyes were glistening from a rush of emotions but so were his. He outstretched his arms in front of him and cupped your face in his large hands.

"My God, you have grown." he was smiling and by now everybody saw you as you walked towards him as well, unknowinlgy.

"I'm not like her." was the first thing that you said as he chuckled, pulling you in his embrace.

"No, you're not." he said as he pulled you into a tight, yet soft and comforting hug, burrying his had into your hair.

The others were quiet, not knowing what to think and as George smiled at the sight, well with Tonks, the others didn't share the same feeling, especially not Fred.

"You got with a Lestrange?!" he shoved his fist into George's shoulder and forced him to turn around.

"Ow, mate!" George rubbed his shoulder and looked at his brother.

"Mate?! You haven't told me you were dating a girl, let alone a Lestrange- a LESTRANGE that is with the Malfoys! For all we know she could be using you- have you ever thought of that!" he snapped and George could not move.

For the first time, his brother has gotten so furious with him in a more serious manner than stealing his pudding or throwing his favorite toy from the window. This wasn't like those times, this was about trust and George understood that the second he looked at his brother's eyes, heard the tone in his voice.

"Yeah, George?" continued Ron in a lighter, quieter tone- which wasn't usual for his explosive character as well. Yet, he was confused and he had no idea how to feel about this exactly.

"Has she ever done anything to you to make you believe she is horrible or is her family's reputation the only reason you can argue at this point?!" George spoke low and quiet, yet with enough power and determination in his voice. He took a step further to his brother, so they met eye to eye. "You don't get to tell me who she is based on her blood and where she comes from- just like you cannot tell me Sirius or Tonks are as horrible as their family members."

"Yes, but they don't live with her." Fred growled back.

"Boys, that's enough." said Mr. Weasley from the back row but they only stared at each other. "We ought to hear the lass out and I had never doubted George to judge a character wrong, I won't stop now."

Both you and Sirius were looking back at them but Sirius looked at you when all heads turned to you. He smiled, his eyes glimmering as he looked at your hair.

"They say I look like her because of them." you said as you took one curl in your hands.

Sirius laughed and returned with a beam. "You don't look like her. You look like a Black and if there is anything to be proud of when it comes to being a Black, it's definitely the hair." he winked as he led you back to the room.

Mr. Weasley was the first to come to you with his usual smile. He offered you his hand and you gladly took it, yet somehow, the squeeze was tighter than you thought it would be. It felt more as a warning than a greeting. "Call me Arthur dear." he said but his smile wasn't as sincere as his handshake.

"I'll try but I was thought to respect the older generations." you returned a smile.

"Who thought you that? Your mad mother?"

"Fred!" scolded Molly, making her way to you with an honest, soft smile. Her handshake was just as that. "Dear, it is lovely to see Georgie so happy."

"He makes me happy." you returned and she took a look at you, not fully satisfied but it was enough to satisfy you.

The others didn't give much of introduction but it was better than what you expected. Tonks eyed you for a moment but then smiled widely.

"I never knew I had a first cousin." she shoved your shoulder playfully ."Especially not from Bellatrix."

"I know- nobody really knew but I knew of all of you. Didn't care enough though." you eyed her with a smile and she laughed.

"I really didn't care about my family much either." she eyed then looked at Sirius. "Oi! Sirius!" she shouted. "Had you care for your family?"

"Like a dear jewel in my heart." Sirius replied sarcastically and all three of you laughed, the others only watched.

Then you felt a soft hand touch your thigh and you looked to the side, seeing his smiling features facing you. He was talking to you with his eyes, comforting you in a way you had never experienced before. Your heart fluttered, filled itself with rainbows and fairy dust- if fairy dust ever felt this good.

"I told you it's a fight but for you, I'll die fighting."

[tabinationtabbystar]

So I see how this is gonna pan out bogas azz programs and charges for what really I never casted the first stone I'm a glass house Carl son and I truly thought you had my back in my community your a college student and writing a story also I'm my own athur Hun narrate all u want for I Tabatha Ann Tuszynski is the women God and Jesus has remembered and when the hell are you able to tie in my children missing school if the passed I shouldn't have warrants I'm getting the charges all of them thrown out! I can't believe you literally used the legal system on me and my story wtf is wrong was he not wanting anyone around but lil girls my app is working at talky and linksy so double dare the state to fck with it you would literally throw us in scummy apartments living with murderers petifiles and drug dealers knowing I have two fckn daughters whom reside with me in this shitty atmosphere cause you want my money so it's ok to hit me with Hochuls plan don't think so how'd you feel to be ripped away from your family's algorithm or not feel wanted or loved and failure to exercise control over a minor who you I assume 1024 yeah I'm not harassing, but I'm expressing how easy it is for a young police student to sexually be manipulated aswell and I never ridiculed or said anything bad about your Charles in charge girlfriend get out fantasy world playing with my life is like playing a nasty trick on God so bring it sister. #JPD #MHA #Fakeloyalty #Theives #spotlight #domesticviolence #diversity #sexualassult

[akgaereporter]

nct: taeyong and haechan's silly ass "scandals" recently

tldr: a week or so ago taeyong posted a tiktok with chaewon's "dododok" mistake and got so much hate from knetz he deleted it + a few members were dancing during yuta's ment at nct nation and people were calling them disrespectful for that but only focused on haechan.

so im coming to tumblr to rant because twitter stans are getting on my fawking nerves and i know everything i say on that hellish app is pointless because dumb btches will always be dumb btches.

honestly being an nctzen on twitter has never been enjoyable for an extended period of time because this godforsaken fandom is literally a homeless shelter for so many deranged chronically online kpop heads to beg for their pennies of attention. if we're being fr a lot of it has to do with the fcked up management of the group itself.. sm entertainment when i catch you in the streets ..

but recently the way two members in particular have been treated.. i cant even blame the fckass company for this level of degeneracy. yall just bitter and have an average screentime of 10 hours because how can you get so bored of supporting your fav you just start hating on them??? for no reason at all???

a couple days ago ty posted a tiktok with a silly remix audio of chaewons "dododok" mistake she made at a le sserafim's show on tour. that mistake literally went viral and basically all of the kpop industry laughed and copied it and called it cute, because that's what it is, just a cute little mistake we can giggle at and move tf on. the audio ty used was funny and created a trend that is currently going viral in korea.

instead of laughing, calling it a cute interaction, and going about their lives, knetz decided to wake up and be horrible people. what else is new bruh. of course big bad ty had an evil plan to mock the poor defenseless kim chaewon for her terrible mistake that deeply affected her..

please i almost kilt myself when i saw he deleted the tiktok. this is how jesus fans felt when he died like ty is quite literally an angel, his eyes sparkle and he giggles instead of laughing, how can you take him in as a person and still decide to actually bully him for next to nothing. like.. maybe you need to die idk.

and what gets me is the way they were acting like she said her dad died and he used an audio of that. its not that fcking serious dawg. she laughed at the damn joke herself and if they dont stop and pray that he privated the vid instead of deleting i will actually place a generational curse upon the families of pannchoa girls who cant keep his name out their mouth and I STAND BY THAT

and my bias, my boyfriend actually, my snookie ookie pookie bear haechan, god give me strength before i type this bullsht : during the last nct nation concert yuta started giving his ment in japanese, and some members at the other end of the line began dancing and messing around. they immediately stopped when ty motions them to. again, it isnt that fcking serious, but jobless neo investigators created discourse out of it. they didn't interrupt yuta or cause a fuss, they were literally just fidgeting around to pass the time because 20 speeches is a whole lot to listen to in silence.

but of course, its way more serious for nctzens, and furthermore haechan is the main evil villain of princess yutas fairy story. literally half the line started doing the dance but the only tweets getting likes included haechan's name. what the fck is wrong w these hoes seriously when i saw those tweets i thought they punched yuta in the face or sum. when i watched it i had a damn jaw drop at the audacity of these folk. they just keep getting worse at masking the animosity they have for their own favs, haechan in particular. yall claim to be his fans but jump on a hate train that isn't even 2 seconds old like.. are you even trying to like him? the video clearly shows the other members moving too, but somehow their eyes can only see haechans pretty little face and they just cant stand seeing him babygirling the way he did on the 17th of september 2023. it was never that fcking serious bitch, keep your nasty sticky keyboard fingers away from husband 1 and wife 2, i actually cannot stand seeing yall harass them for the stupidest pettiest shit this far and this many hits into their career. you literally know none of them have any ill intent behind the actions they do publicly, unless they say or do something outright offensive or malicious. so until they tell chaewon she's a stuttering ass bitch or roundhouse kick yuta off the stage, shut it up and stop using them for hit tweets damn

all of this just ties back to the fact nctzens are constantly watching THEIR OWN FAVS waiting for them to slip up. knetz chose ty and intlzens chose haechan. yall need to choose yourselves and get the fcking help you need because its not normal to hate on people you have a fan account for. be careful who you call oomf cause these fawking hybrid bitches got split personality disorders, all it takes is alt account and a dream. this is what happens when you choose silly idol boys instead of therapy and i mean that in the most helpful way

going to sleep mad asf smh

-also i was looking for taehyuck pics to put as a header for this post and i realized there's literally almost none?? hello?? haechan taeyong do yall even know each other?? not even a photoshoot or anything just some 10p quality debut pictures like damn haeyong nation yall are dead as hell 😢

[xxxcelestial]

hahahahaha it's funny how i thought i am slowly getting better. these gloomy days are not done yet. so far, this has been my most unstable mental health. can't figure out what to do. it also start to affect my physical health. earlier, i almost passed out because of my upset stomach. hahahahahaha fck this life

[dontwantthenextcommanderiwantyou]

@rhfffas it was five months worth of back and forth between our groups, but I'll tell you some of the funnier situations that went down. For background, if a soldier fails to complete training sometimes they get "recycled" to the new company of incoming soldiers. So there was a group of "recycled" girls who felt like they were queens of the barracks because they'd been there longer than us. But me and my friends weren't going for any of their bs because if anyone was at the bottom it was the bitches who couldn't pass training on their first go. So from the start our groups butted heads. I'm Black, A is white, and D is Mexican... the recycled group had a Black girl and two Mexicans... we were all lesbians. The only recycled who ever started shit directly with me was the Black girl. Absolutely no clue why she had a problem with me specifically, but I'm not the type to back down so I wasn't bothered by her at all.

One night I was on duty in the barracks and the recycles got back late. Normally if we were gonna be late we'd ask one of our friends to open their room window for us to climb thru to avoid being caught by the soldiers at the desk. If I was petty, I could've gotten them in trouble but like I said before, it was an unspoken rule between the wlw to let a lot of shit slide so we wouldn't get in trouble. So I pretended they weren't late and let them go to their room thinking that was the last I'd see of them that night. About two hours later the Black girl came stumbling out the room where they'd clearly been drinking because she was wasted, and she was making too much noise trying to use the vending machine in the hall. At this point if a sergeant came and saw that she was drunk and I was just sitting there watching her, my ass would've been in as much trouble as her. So I told her to go back to the room, which wasn't even her room it was the two Mexican chicks room but I didn't care if she stayed in there with them. But her drunk ass tried to act tough and got loud, so the other two recycles came out. And instead of trying to get their friend back to the room because she was pushing her luck, their drunk asses stood there laughing as she's slurring her words and tripping over the dust pan I'd just used to sweep the hall. It wasn't until she was sitting on the floor in a pile of dirt she knocked out of the dust pan that her friends finally stepped in to take her back to their room.

As cocky as she acted, ol girl was so insecure... some of the other recycled soldiers told us about an issue she had and she didn't know that I knew. So one day we were at training and she made a slick comment to me, so I made a comment about her issue and it got the response I knew it would. She got in her feelings, threw a whole tantrum, and the rest of the squad was standing around watching and waiting because she acted like she was gonna throw hands. A & D were standing beside me as usual, but once again her friends bailed on her and were onlookers with the rest of the squad. She was all talk, her eyes teared up, voice started cracking, I knew I struck a nerve. After all that, she didn't do a damn thing but embarrass herself infront of everyone this time.

Not long after that, she lost her weekend privileges, so her friends went out without her and they ended up catching the same cab as my group. We started talking and everything was cool, it was like they didn't have a problem with us if she wasn't around. This was towards the later half of training and I think they were tired of the back and forth between our groups that almost always started with ol girl. By the end of the night we bought a couple bottles to sneak into the barracks. So they had ol girl open their room window, they handed the bottles to her from outside then we walked into the barracks like normal. One bottle was theirs and one was ours, we went to their room to get our bottle and as soon as ol girl opened the door and saw me and my friends, she flipped the fck out on her friends, asking why they brought us to the room and bitching about being disrespected. She stormed outta their room and they told us to come in and drink with them. She came back later, saw us there, and started causing a scene. Since I knew I couldn't get caught drunk and with a bottle in the barracks, I went to my room and let them deal with her. She was never really tight with them since.

One time me and the chick I was seeing got into an argument in front of the recycles. Later that day her and I were talking and she told me that after we argued and I left, one of the Mexican recycled tried to flirt with her but she shut that shit down because she knew I didn't fck with that bitch. She wasn't "my girl" so she could flirt with whoever she wanted, but she knew the recycled was trying to make a move on her to piss me off, and she wasn't going for it. The latina I mentioned earlier hooked up with the cool recycled Mexican chick... in fact, I was in the hotel room when the latina hooked up with her in the bathroom. I had been chillin with the mexican recycled chick before they went into the bathroom together and the other recycled chick punched a hole in the closet door when she realized they were fcking because she liked the latina too 🤣 I texted A & D and they came down from our room to watch the drama unfold. A couple of the other girls had to take the jealous mexican recycled chick outside because they didn't wanna get kicked out over her.

The funny thing is, neither of the Mexican recycles were cool with each other again after that because the jealous one couldn't get over the fact that the latina hooked up with her friend instead of her. Their group didn't make it to the end of training... but me, A, and D were tighter than ever on graduation day.

the military and lesbians

[akai-anna]

File 3-5: Kidnapped Daughter Case Part 2-4

Favourite things (and other thoughts):

HOW FREAKING TINY HE IS, LOOK AT HIM, HE'S LITERALLY 2 AN HALF BALLS TALL😭😭😭 (all these disproportionate lil cones fck, so precious and silly)

the way shinichi just keeps acting as himself, my gosh, BABY "whoops, did that out of habit" ALSO HOW HE HAD A LIL NOTEBOOK AND PEN ON HIM. BABY!!!

anyone: man in black shinichi: *dark face* !!! MAN IN BLACK!!! me: yeah, totally normal reaction, no trauma there

the fact he can play around with a ball like nothing while thinking... such a cute habit, i'm so fcked, PRECIOUS

First Day Of Existence and he unsettles criminals from day one, LOL, gremlin

I love how the cover of File 4 is referenced in the first ED, cute

it's so tragic to see shinichi not being able to protect others and himself from a criminal bc "stupid child body". tho it is also a a good thing to have this realization so early in the story.

that guy is having way too much fun beating up a child. good thing ran is coming to kick his ass, bless her for it ->

RAN IS A FCKIN BADASS, SUCH A COOL GIRL, MY DARLING, LOVE HOW SHE CAN KICK ASS!!! AWESOME!!!!

ran patching him up as everyone else is focusing on the Drama, my heart, MY GIRL IS JUST SO GOOD AND CARING

HIS FACE, HIS BODY LANGUAGE, THE LITTLE "RRRR" OF FRUSTRATION: THIS PANEL IS PURE PERFECTION

(oh, how many more times you'll just have to deal with this in the future, shin-chan. better get used to it. stay strong, baby)

I Already Miss Akiko (｡╯︵╰｡)

Notes:

Days Of Being Edogawa Conan Count: 1

Problems encountered: at least 3 Major Ones

Duration: The sun is rising on the second to last page, so it's already the next morning. Safe to assume that almost 24 hours passed since the start of the Tropical Land Date Outing, minus a couple hours I guess, it being early.

I finished my DetCo reread at the end of May But I’m already Itching to Go Again.

[witchthewriter]

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

a/n: separate the art from the artist, right guys? Also, you can take this as either romantic or platonic - OH and slight domestic violence warning, I don’t go into detail, just gave a backstory. 

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ  

SFW🌿

⭑ You hadn’t had the best upbringing - and it was safer to be away from your family. 

⭑ Well, that wasn’t completely true. You had loved your parents dearly, and they loved you just as much, even more, in return. 

⭑ But your father died 2 years prior, and your mother re-married. You had stayed as long as you could, but he was an evil man. And you couldn’t take it anymore. 

⭑ You begged your mother to leave with you, or to kick him out. But she became pregnant, and your step-father adored your younger half-sister. 

⭑ Soon you felt like an outsider. And your mother turned an eye to the violence that you endured. 

⭑ Then you packed a bag, wrote a letter to your mother and left. 

⭑ You hadn’t meant to stay long on the ship.

⭑ It was safer to keep moving; never stay in one place too long. 

⭑ But the ship felt safe; the gentle rocking from the water, the night sky high above you. It was beautiful. 

⭑ And then you woke up. 

⭑ Surrounded by pirates; all looking at you with inquisitive eyes. 

⭑ “CAPTAIN, WE HAVE A STOW-AWAY!” 

⭑ You panicked, looking for an escape. The blanket was still wrapped around you, your belongings behind you. 

⭑ Seemingly, the pirates had only just boarded. Probably from a drunken night of escapades. 

⭑ “I’m coming-” A hoarse voice replied. And instantly the hoard of dirt-covered men parted. 

⭑ “We don’t need another crew member,” the comment came from a dred-locked man. A gold tooth shined in the sunlight, and a wry grin was on his face. Almost as if he knew how the situation would end. 

⭑ “S-sorry, I just- I don’t have anywhere else to go ... and I needed somewhere safe-”

    “So large, black, ship was the best option?”

He had a point. 

⭑ “I - yes.”

⭑ “Well, if anyone has to flee to a pirate ship in order to feel safe, then I can’t exactly tell said person to leave now, can I?” 

⭑ You had felt your heart pound, beating so fast that it was a struggle to breathe.

       Jack’s eyes had squinted, and in that moment he saw a part of himself in you. A part that he had long buried, and forgotten about. Until now. 

⭑ You had slept in the Captain’s quarters, tucked in a corner with a velvet blanket and pillow. Jack at his desk, his attention on a map and a bottle in his hand. 

⭑ From then on you were inseparable. 

⭑ Basically, you were indoctrinated into pirate-hood. Learning the ins and outs, adventuring and plundering to your heart’s desire.  

⭑ It was brilliant. 

⭑ And Jack loved having someone to pass down knowledge to. 

⭑ Because he saw such potential in you. A future leader...I mean, Captain. 

⭑ Gibbs is like your quirky uncle - 

⭑ And even if you don’t like alcohol, you’d have something that you couldn’t get enough of. Jewels. Jewelry. Clothes. A particular food. Shoes. Anything. 

⭑ And whenever Jack picked up his compass, somehow ... it always pointed on you. 

⭑ He watches your back during fights

      “DUCK!” You squatted and watched as Jack drove a sword through the enemy-pirate’s chest. 

   “I had that one-”

“You were about to get run through.”

      “Was not!”

“Was so!”

⭑ He watches over you as you experience the world (from a distance, and you usually don’t know he’s there)

Relationship Tropes: 

Curious and Wide-Eyed (You) x Has Seen Everything, Thinks It’s Cute (Jack)

Chaotic AS FCK x Chaotic w/ L Plates 

Shy/Insecure (You) x Thinks The Other Is Incredible - MAJOR HEART EYES (Jack)

[taintedcigs]

My request is more reader teasing dom Eddie until he breaks hehe

✦ SUCH A TEASE | e. munson x reader ✦

wc: 3.4k

pairing: eddie munson x f!reader

warnings: smut, smut smut!!, MINORS DNI!! p in v, dom/sub elements, dom!eddie, sub!reader, bj, or*l (both receiving), use of the nickname 'master' lmaoo, kind of a breeding kink??, praising, degradation (name-calling etc), mean!soft!eddie JUST OVERALL FILTH MINORS DNI!!!

summary: you tease dom!eddie to the point where he snaps and fcks u till u see the stars.

authors note: HERE U GO NONNIE!! hope i did ur request justice <33 also tthank u guys for getting my other hc to 2k notes!!! ily all, and i love this concept so i'd love to do more!! lmk if u want more like this or all ur requests and any of ur feedbacks pls send me an ask abt anything ily all <3

You had been teasing him all day, all fucking day, and you knew he would snap soon enough.

It started with you holding his gaze as you licked your ice cream, whining as it spilled all over your fingers, and you sucked your fingers, hollowing your cheeks while looking up innocently at him, but knowing your intentions were anything but.

You could feel him tense up, especially his pants tightened when you offered him your finger to try some of your ice cream, giggling innocently when his eyes darkened at your actions.

It got worse when you sat on his lap when the two of you were hanging out with Steve and Robin, Scoops Ahoy booth offered you enough space to sit on, but you preferred Eddie’s lap to make sure you could tease him beyond his point.

You giggled and shifted in your place, a lot, that Eddie kept clearing his throat to make you stop, but you paid no mind, keeping your movements, as you turned your attention to him. “Is everything okay, Eds?” You hummed sweetly, your eyes were soft as you hid your smirk, and his gaze was intense, you knew you were getting to him.

He couldn’t hold his reactions when you kept rubbing on him, and he realized you weren’t wearing any underwear when you started soaking him through his pants, his mind went blank after that, he needed to get you home, as soon as possible, so he could fuck the brat out of you.

He almost groaned when you shifted your ass against his cock, still taking kitten licks from the ice cream and acting as if you couldn’t feel the way his hard cock was pressing up against your folds and your ass, you just giggled, turning your attention to Steve and Robin.

But Eddie was really close to losing it, he couldn’t handle your teasing anymore, and he was getting annoyed with your bratty attitude, he needed to teach you a lesson, and he needed to do it now.

His breaking point wasn’t when you bent down extra low to pick up something you had dropped, giving Eddie a full view of your ass and your pussy, and he looked around to make sure no one had seen what he just saw, he started stuttering when he cleared his throat, you were going way out of line and he was ready to drag you home.

So when he harshly pulled you back to sit on his lap, you gasped innocently, “You okay, Eds?” You murmured sweetly, giving him doe eyes as your hands rested on his face.

He knew what you were up to, and he would make sure you would get punished for this, so his gaze was dark and filled with lust as he just murmured. “Wait till we get home, sweets.” And you could feel your thighs dampening with the excitement of what he would do to you.

A few moments passed after your last teasing and you knew Eddie needed that final little push to drag your ass back to his trailer and fuck you into oblivion.

You hid your smirk when the idea popped into your head, Eddie just slowly eyed you as he did this entire day, he was curious about what you were about to do next.

“Stevie, what flavor is your ice cream?” You hummed sweetly, gazing up at Steve and Eddie’s grip on you tightens with just the nickname of ‘Stevie’ alone, you know you have him right where you wanted.

“Mint Chocolate Chip.” Steve almost stutters over his words when you’re giving him those eyes, he knows you are Eddie’s girl but he also knows how gorgeous you are, and he can’t help but be flustered.

Eddie’s gaze is more than intense as he gives Steve deathly stares. “Mmmm, I love mint chocolate chip.” You giggle, but you make sure to rub your ass further in Eddie’s hard-on, which earns you a little slap on your thighs from Eddie, who is telling you that you are trying his luck.

You still pay no mind, as Steve offers you his ice cream, you nod excitedly, but as Steve is about to hand you his cup, you offer something that you know will drive Eddie crazy.

“Nooo…” You whine, Eddie’s grip on your waist is so tight that the pain brings you pleasure now. “Can you feed it to me, Stevie?” You bat your eyelashes at him on purpose, and Steve is left stunned, he blinks twice to make sure, and he gulps as he tries to hand you a spoon of ice cream.

Eddie grip tightens further and the look he is giving Steve could kill him. “Alright, Stevie boy.” His voice is louder than before and you almost flinch, and Steve stands frozen. “Don’t you two have some work to do, you know considering all of those customers.” Eddie points towards people who are impatiently waiting.

“Oh, shit.” Robin and Steve curse at the same time as they quickly get up. “You two work whatever it is you got going on.” Robin almost chuckles as she points between the two of you. “And Steve stop flirting with Y/N, let’s goo…” She drags Steve out before he can respond to what she just said.

Robin’s words alone make Eddie’s jaw clench, he knows what you are doing is on purpose, to get him to fill you to the brim, make you cum till you see the stars. But Steve flirting back makes him want to fuck you right on this booth as you repeat Eddie’s name like a mantra, he wants you to tell Steve, that you are Eddie’s and his only. He wants Steve to see when you cry out on his cock, begging for more, begging to cum.

He stands up suddenly, after gently pushing you to aside, even when he’s supposed to be angry at you, he can’t help but be gentle with you.

“We’re going.” He announces a little loudly, and you gulp, knowing that you got him right where you wanted.

He doesn’t turn back to face you when he gets to his car. The ride is silent and you do your best to suck up to him, to make sure he doesn’t edge you too far today. “Your hair looks good, Eds.” You murmur expecting him to at least reply with a grunted “Thanks.” But he doesn’t he just gives you a harsh look and then focuses back on the road.

You pout as you try to keep complimenting him, but he never replies, growing frustrated you huff again.

Then, you know something that will get his attention again, you hum quietly as your hand makes its way toward Eddie’s pants, at first, he doesn’t even give you a glance, his eyes are on the road, and you start rubbing his bulge through his pants, and you swear you hear him groan a few times, but then you slip your hands inside of his pants, getting past the way of his boxers, and when your soft hands gently rub his hard cock, he utters his first words.

“Y/N.” His voice is stern, he turns his attention to you and you continue pouting at him. “Hmm?” You hum gently, and pick up your pace as you give his cock a few jerks, swiping the pre-cum on his red tip. He hisses. “Stop with the fucking teasing, Y/N.” He turns his attention to you, his beautiful brown eyes are fully darkened, and you can feel yourself growing wetter just at the thought.

Without saying anything you suddenly bent over to his side, lowering his pants more to get better access to his aching cock, your mouth almost waters at the sight, without thinking you take his thick cock into your mouth, and Eddie curses, groans leaving his lips.

“Shit, Y/N, yes princess, you’re doing so good.” He praises as he holds down your hair, he’s still making sure that you’ll get the punishment you deserve when you go back to his trailer, but he’s enjoying you sucking him off to make sure he will make you cum later.

Your mouth takes him all in as you hollow your cheeks, looking up at him. Eddie’s trying his best to focus on the road, making sure he got to the trailer as fast as possible, but he can’t help but enjoy the idea of you wanting his cock, anywhere and everywhere.

“Fuck, sweets. Do you think that little stunt of yours back there would go unpunished when you gave me head? No, princess. No fucking way.” His tone is as intense as his gaze, you bat your eyelashes at him further, still trying to take all of him in your mouth.

He groans again but shakes his head, signaling you that your punishment would end up in him edging you for hours.

When he pulls up to his trailer, you are still salivating on his cock, making sure you had all of him. It kills him to tell you to stop, but he does. And his tone is so serious that you nod eagerly, giving it a few kitten licks before you quietly huff, wanting to be filled by his cock always.

He guides you to the house once again, his cold demeanor returning as you follow him inside like a little puppy. He slams the door shut after you enter, and pins you against the door, making your insides explode from excitement.

“What you did back there have some consequences, you know that don’t you, sweetheart?” His voice is low now and you nod quickly, enjoying the way his figure crashed against yours.

“’M sorry, Eds.” You murmur looking up at him apologetically. He just tsks, and cups your cheeks with his rough hands, the coldness of his rings making you more excited.

“Baby, sorry isn’t going to cut it this time.” His voice was icy as he crashed his lips onto yours, and you whined into the kiss, the way his lips explored yours made you tingly.

“Gonna fuck you so hard that all you’ll be thinking about is how good my huge cock is milking your tight cunt, doll.” You whined. “You want that, doll? You wanna be my little cock slut, hmm?” He hummed, a devilish grin forming on his face.

“Please, please Eds, need you so badly…” You whined again and he chuckled, moving to kissing your neck, nibbling, biting, as he was sure to mark you.

His hands make their way to your blouse, he groans as he feels your perky tits perfectly, realizing that you have no bra, either. “Take all of this off.” His voice is demanding and you’re more than happy to oblige as you take your blouse off in a swift motion. Eddie takes his time, slowly rubbing them, pinching your nipples to make you gasp. He smirks as he realizes the effects he has on you.

He rips your skirt suddenly making you gasp again. “The whole skirt thing was genius, I could barely hold myself not to fuck you on that booth where that Stevie fucker could see, see who really owned this cunt.” You whined at his words, practically dripping down your thighs.

Eddie’s hands made their way over your thighs, teasing you as he leaned down to kiss and trace each part of your thighs, always getting close to your pussy but never actually fully touching it.

“Eds…” You whine wanting more. He smirks into your thighs, still placing sloppy kisses. “Hmm, sweetheart?” He mumbles. “More please, more…” Your voice is pleading. “I don’t think you earned that by flirting with Stevie.” He air-quoted the nickname, and you pouted.

“Aww… does my little slut want my cock, hmm?” He mocked you, but you nodded pleadingly. “What do you want, sweets? You want my mouth?” He questions, now his hands are toying with your clit, as he nibbles on your thighs. You nod eagerly, “Please…”

He pinched your clit, giving it a few licks, and you whimpered just at the sensation, and now Eddie had you wrapped around his finger, you were soaking and wanted nothing more than Eddie.

“Does that feel good, angel?” You nodded squeezing your eyes shut, you wanted more of him. “I need you, Eds. Only you.” You mumbled and he grinned. “Please, I need your mouth, then I need you to fuck me, need your huge cock inside of me, only you, Eds.” Your words were like music to his ears, he was ready to give you anything you needed because he wouldn’t let you cum at the end.

You moaned loudly as Eddie buried his head between your legs, his hand still toying with your clit.

He started sucking on your clit, humming softly at the way your pretty pussy tasted. He had missed you, and he had missed the way your tight little cunt tasted.

You whimpered under his touch, the way his tongue worked wonders. “S’good, s’good, thank you, Eds.” You mumbled and he looked up to see your fucked out face, he felt glorious.

He kept teasing your cunt, sucking and licking your clit as you couldn’t handle it, your legs were starting to tremble and both of you knew you were about to come. When you let out a broken moan, he knew you were getting close, so he immediately stopped his movements.

You whined loudly, pleading for him to fuck you with his cock, or continue with his mouth, you were a blabbering mess, crying out for more as he watched you amusingly. “My dirty little slut wants my cock fillin’ her up?” He asked.

“Please, master, please…” You cried out, wanting nothing more than to be filled to the brim. He finally gave you what you wanted, dragging his cock through your wet folds, which made you groan loudly. You wanted him, thrusting into you until you see the stars.

With your begging, he pushed into you without a warning, you gasped at the feeling and then your gasps turned into pretty moans, and Eddie swears he’s in heaven. “That’s right, doll. Speak up.” He holds your chin up as your thighs hold onto his back tighter.

“Needed you, Eds… Needed that huge cock fillin’ me up.” You whimper and he groans at your words, happy that you’re being a good girl again. “Such a good girl, hmm? Takin’ my cock so well.” He praises.

“Fuck, baby, your tight little cunt feels s’good.” He grunted and he nibbled on your neck, his next thrusts hitting your sweet spot as you moan loudly. “Please… please faster, Eds.” You beg, and Eddie’s pace is agonizingly slow now. “Pleaseee…” You whine but he just shakes his head.

You try your best to move and create more friction, but Eddie holds you in your place, giving you a stern look. “Please, master, please.” You whine, almost crying as Eddie mocks you.

“Hmm, are you crying, doll? After all that shit you pulled, I’m giving you what you want but my little crybaby is still crying?” He pouts mockingly, and you sniffle a bit, wanting to be stuffed by Eddie’s cock fully, while he is thrusting into you as deep as possible.

“Please, master, need to be filled by your huge cock.” You beg, and Eddie loves the way the word ‘master’ rolls off your lips, he gives you a quick peck on your lips as he pushes deeper inside of you, hitting that one spot that makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Eds, so good, thank you, Eddie.” You murmur sweetly and he grins.

“Would Stevie be able to fuck you this good, sweetheart?” He mocked, and you shook your head quickly. “No- no, never. Only you, Eds.” You look at him proudly, but you were a pleading mess.

“Then tell me, princess, who do you belong to?” His voice was dark and he was going faster now, the way his cock stretched your cunt had your lips trembling, you were getting closer, especially after the way Eddie teased you with his plump lips.

“You, Eddie. I belong to you…” You babbled sweetly, still so cockdrunk. He gave you a smirk, “Is my little cock slut close, huh? Can feel your tight cunt squeezing me, you gonna come for me, sweets?” You nodded eagerly, which made Eddie chuckle.

“Not so fast sweetheart, the way you were all over Stevie today doesn’t make you seem like such a good girl.” He mocked as he held your cheeks between his fingers, his cold rings were always a nice addition.

“I’m a good girl.” You protested but he shook his head. “I promise! Eds, I only want you, and I belong to you, I don’t want anyone else.” You pleaded, your eyes were soft and glimmery as they rested on Eddie’s harsh gaze.

He didn’t answer as he filled you further, inch by inch, thrusting at a fast pace. “S’fucking tight for me angel…” He murmured.

“Please, Eds.” You murmured, your cunt clamping on his cock harder than before, and he knows you are really going to cum. He tssks, “No coming until I say so, my bratty baby.” He disapproves and you huff.

“’M sorry for today, Eds! Won’t happen again, I promise, I just wanted your cock- I just wanted you inside of me!” You whined and Eddie’s gaze was more sympathetic now. He gave you a harsh kiss on your lips, tasting you once again.

“Such a dumb little cock slut, doing everything to try to get my attention just so that I will fuck this tight little cunt, just so that I can make you cum more and more, hmm?” You nod eagerly.

“Yes, please, Eds, please…” You whined again. “’M sorry, I won’t tease you again, I promise.” You begged, as Eddie’s thrusting in and out of you was getting you closer to the edge, your sorry’s had now become a blabbering mess, and Eddie wanted to see your pretty face when you came.

“Won’t be a little brat anymore, I promise.” You pouted again.

“Next time, you just ask nicely, won’t you princess?” He asked as you hummed, nodding eagerly. “I will, master, please, just let me cum.” You begged.

And he chuckled, enjoying the way you begged him to let you cum around his cock. Eddie buried himself inside of you, getting as close as possible so he could feel every inch inside of you. He groaned as you wrap your legs tighter around his waist, he can feel the way you squeeze around him, you wait for him to finally let you release.

“Cum for me, angel, cream my cock.” His dirty words are enough to get you over the edge, you come as your legs tremble, and your lips let out a long whine as you make a mess on your thighs.

Your whimpers alone are enough to make him spill over the edge, but what makes him finally release his sticky warm load into you is when your cunt starts to convulse around his cock, as you praise him with how good he was, and that you only belonged to him and him only.

He releases his warm seed into you. “Fuck, angel, take it all. Take all of my fucking cum like a good girl.” He grunts as his movements slowly start to fade away, you can feel his cock pumping into your awaiting cunt, making you feel full, so full of his cum that you feel content.

“There you go, my pretty little girl is taking me so well.” He hums as he tries to even his breathing.

Not even a second later, the two of you try to come down from your highs, but Eddie slowly carries you to the couch, and you gasp as he does so, he never exits outside of your cunt, as his now soft cock rests inside of you.

With a few whines, you try to create some friction, but Eddie harshly holds your hips in place, and you groan as his cock hardens and sinks fully against you, you huff.

“Need more.” You mumble but Eddie just mocks you, holding you tighter when you try to move. “You didn’t think you could get away with flirting Stevie with just that, did you princess?” He grinned and you pouted.

“Need you to move, Eds. Please…” You gave him your prettiest eyes but he wasn’t falling for it. He shook his head. “You’re just going to sit still, princess. And not move until I say so.” He demanded and you nodded, sighing, waiting for Eddie to fuck you into oblivion again as his hard cock filled you to the brim.