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mnnuni · 7 months ago

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Marked

Summary: (Y/N)'s relationship with Buck and Eddie is discovered.

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Warnings: smut

Buck and Eddie's relationship was still kinda a secret for the public eye; well kinda because they weren't sure of sharing it yet but they weren't subtle at all with those shared looks and hidden touches. The 118 all knew about them, they were only waiting for them to have the courage to tell them.

The crew of firefighters was so proud of themselves for figuring it out: Hen brought it up one night when they were hanging out at Athena and Bobby's house and the two men conveniently left early together.

"I name it, they're totally involved" Chimney was a little confused, "what do you mean? Of course they are, they're best friends"

Athena smacked him around the head "What Hen means is...", she was thinking of a way of saying it nicely "they get each other steam off" finished Bobby. Hen and Athena nodded, the five different expressions that passed through Chimney's face were hilarious to Maddie "I can't believe you didn't notice".

What they all also didn't notice was that that night there was another person absent: their girlfriend, (Y/N).

She was way more private than them at the station, because she saw how Eddie and Buck acted around each other and let's just say even a blind could catch that they were in love; that's why she was never too close to them to be suspected. When Hen asked her about her romantic life she said "they" and "them", but everyone just assumed it was just a person who would go by these pronouns not that there were actually two people.

(Y/N) also knew that her boyfriends had their fair shares of problems with their closets and she surely wouldn't be the one to out them to their family.

The only 118 member who knew was Ravi. Poor kid caught them exiting the same room, still adjusting their uniform. From that moment (Y/N) avoided every contact with them at work and got closer to Ravi too. He was her true best friend.

"so... what are you doing for them tonight?" Ravi asked her while they were cooking for the team, "huh?" (Y/N) said looking at him from the oven; Ravi looked around, making sure no one was watching them and whispered "you know... today's your anniversary, didn't you do something?"

(Y/N) smiled. Today her, Buck and Eddie were celebrating six months officially together. "I can't believe you remembered" she hugged him tight "of course i did, how could i forget?"

It was funny how Buck was flaring his nostrils at the sign of (Y/N) talking with Ravi while he had his hands on her waist. Eddie had to put his hand on his knee, "you know they're only friends" "still..." he rolled his eyes. (Y/N) was actually describing him the details of the dinner she had planned that night; she was so ecxited to finally go out in public with them. Ravi was really happy for her, so happy that at the end of the shift he went to Buck and Eddie and told them to be careful "she really loves you, both of you, don't screw up tonight"

He knew he only made their nerves worse, but he had to because (Y/N) really deserved the world and he knew those two idiots would give her everything she needed. He was still her best friends tough, it was his job to scare her boyfriends.

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(Y/N) only texted them the address. "Dress fancy" the sole indication.

Evan stomach was a mess. Eddie was literally sweating. They decided to get ready together; that didn't help them one bit because after getting nearly late for a too long shower together, they were second-guessing everything.

Their anxiety seemed to stop only when they spotted (Y/N) at the bar in the restaurant. She was wearing a long strapless black dress, her hair were down and naturally curled and her lips were tinted red. Buck had to touch Eddie's hand to make sure he wasn't imagining that wonderful woman in front of them. It was the first time Eddie took his hand in his in a so crowded place and just by this (Y/N) knew this would have been a magical night.

They were seated in a corner in the garden, the table was so small that (Y/N)'s legs touched both Eddie and Buck's ones. It was just how she pictured it would be: the light lights illuminated Buck's freackles ever so gently, the roses'perfume made Eddie scrunch his nose in a way that made (Y/N) want to kiss him everytime and the night breeze was a perfect excuse for them to touch her arms or shoulders constantly because of the fact she was withouth a jacket. And it was even better to see Evan and Eddie actually be confortable to act like a couple all together.

Ravi's words really helped.

When Evan put his coat over (Y/N)'s shoulder as she whispered to them "maybe you should come to mine's for dessert", Eddie's eyes sparkled and Buck's hand on her tightned.

Evan didn't drive so fast even in the truck. The air was filled with anticipation but (Y/N) had decided that because this was a special night it would go slow and good. As a matter of fact, when they entered her flat she really had a dessert ready for them and she took it out of the oven swinging her hips ever so slightly.

"Uhm baby, we thought ehm..." Buck looked at Eddie for support while (Y/N) took three forkes "we hoped for another type of cake" the other man finished. (Y/N) chuckled "don't worry my loves, this cake just needs time" she winked and took a bite of the chocolate pastry; she really knew how to turn on her boys.

"Now, eat. I'll come back in five" with that she went to her bedroom and locked the door. Buck and Eddie could only listen to her and wait. They were under the impression she took more than five minutes because when she came back they finished half the cake and were now kissing on the couch, Eddie said he missed Buck's lips and he surely couldn't deny them to him. They already took off their jacket and were starting to unbutton their shirt when (Y/N) cleared her throat and they departed from each other; she was wearing a silky robe and a devious grin on her face. (Y/N) didn't say anything, only took their hands and guided them in the bedroom.

"Because you were so good tonight accepting to go out with me, I want to make it up to you" and with that she took a rope from the pocket of the robe. The guys were having the time of their lives while she tied them to the headboard, she put them in a way they could touch each other's hands, like a way to compensate the fact they couldn't touch her. When she was done (Y/N) finally took off her robe.

"Holy shit" Buck breathed out.

She was wearing a red lace bodysuit and garters and with only this sight Eddie and Evan tried to untie themselves. "I'm a firefighter baby, don't even try", Buck's cock twitched in his boxers. (Y/N) got them naked painfully slow and Eddie started to complain; that's why she started working on Evan first.

She kissed him softly on the lips and got down from the neck to the waist licking him, his breath became heavier when she stopped, eyes on his tip. She kissed it too and then put it in her mouth.

"Oh God". Evan really liked when she worked her magic on him this slowly; Eddie next to him could only focus on her ass and be satisfied but when her hand touched his leg and started going near his balls he grunted. (Y/N) smirked on Evan's cock and he pushed his hips up. She was bobbing her head up and down faster and stroking Eddie's dick too, so fast they were both moaning.

"I-I'm cuming" Evan was practically a mess.

"Come on big boy, you're doing so good"

Hearing Eddie praise him was the last straw; Evan came so hard it made (Y/N) even wetter. When she was done sucking all his cum (Y/N) got up "you're soo good baby" she caressed Buck's cheeck and turned to Eddie "want a taste?", he nodded excited. Buck was trying to catch his breath while (Y/N) straddled Eddie's lap to kiss him. She tasted of Buck. (Y/N) lowered herself on him and Eddie moaned in the kiss at the feeling of his girlfriend pussy on him.

"It's your turn to fell good now honey"

(Y/N) unzipped her bodysuit at a slow pace and while she cupped one of her breast for show, she finished getting undressed. Buck was quickly recovering already.

She lowered her body on Eddie and started grinding her hips to lube his cock with her wetness; when she picked his dick in her hand and came down on it Eddie almost cried out loud. Usually Buck was the loudest, maybe she teased him too much this time. (Y/N) didn't complain tough, hearing her boyfriends moan only added fuel to the fire. Now she was breathing heavily too and really needed their hands on her body, so she leaned over and untied them.

Eddie didn't waste a second and flipped them over to start thrusting into her, "You feel so good mi amor".

(Y/N) tightened her legs to his hips as Buck got in between them to touch her clit. Now (Y/N) was the loudest; she tried to be quite but the stimulation was just too much that she gripped both her boyfriends' shoulder and scratched them. This only made them move faster.

"Come on baby, be a good girl for us"

She whined their names.

"So fucking tight hermosa"

Buck was sucking on her tit while he pinched her clit and made her scream.

It was the best orgasm she ever had, because when she came down her high she felt Eddie's cum on her stomach and it was so fucking hot.

When they got her all cleaned up and ready for sleep -after other two rounds-, (Y/N) told them how grateful she was to have them loving her and kissed them goodnight and Buck and Eddie felt the luckiest guys in the whole world.

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The next day (Y/N) was the happiest she ever was in at least two weeks (Buck cooked breakfast for her and Eddie made her bag for her) and all the station noticed. Also because she wasn't complaining about anything after one of the most tiring calls of all day;

They were changing in the locker room and Ravi approached her "I'm guessing it went well", she smiled only thinking about it "marvellous" (Y/N) answer.

"What went so good?" asked Hen as she got near them too, "little (Y/N) here had a date"

One of these days she would kill Ravi

"Oh you didn't go out in a while..." intruded Chimney, 'cause of course he would be there too.

"Yeah, that's because it was a special night" she was lost in her locker when Hen spoke again.

"They had a special night too"

"damn"

The confusion on (Y/N)'s face soon washed over when she turned around and understood what they were talking about: at the other side of the room Buck and Eddie were changing their shirt and were unconsciously showing off some big scratches on their back. (Y/N)'s scratches from last night. They were so red and so much; how couldn't they notice?

Then it hit her: they were practically identical, everyone would have known they were from the same person.

At this point every bit of dignity already left (Y/N)'s body when she run off to them.

"put a shirt on, now." She hissed.

Buck was so confused...then he looked at Eddie

"hooly shit". He was fast to cover himself up and Eddie followed him even if he didn't understand yet.

"i May or May not have left some...marks" she tried to say it in the gentlest of ways but the damage was already done.

All of their team was watching them.

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Ravi thought dinner would have been awkward; he was absolutely fucking right.

Buck, Eddie and (Y/N) were avoiding eye contact with everyone. Hen was waiting for an explanation with a smirk on her lips. Bobby was searching words for a reassuring speech after the inevitable talk, and Chimney was so fucking confused that at some point he bursted "Can somebody talk about it, please?"

(Y/N) looked at Eddie and Buck for permission, if they weren't ready she would have had come up with a lie without questions. They deserved to be out when they felt like it.

But Eddie took Buck's hand in his and started talking "we're together."

Evan felt a rock being left off his stomach, so he then took (Y/N)'s hand and continued "all three of us".

She only smiled at them.

There was a minute of silence when they thought they had made a big mistake, and everything was starting to crumble. But again, Hen spoke "fucking finally"

"Y-you knew?" (Y/N) had to start draw circles on Buck's hand.

"Of you and Eddie? Of course! (Y/N) is... A pleasant surprise" she blushed at this.

"so...you're okay with this?" Eddie was the one to ask the question they feared the most. It was obvious to (Y/N) that the 118 wouldn't have said anything but for two newly queer men... She understood the uncertainty.

"Why wouldn't we?" Chimney answered

"Yeah, you're all happy, that's what matters to us" Bobby finished.

There was another moment of silence after, where everyone was accommodating to the news.

Ravi saw the perfect opportunity to say what he wanted to say for months now: "I knew it first!"

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endless-ineffabilities · 2 years ago

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babydoll

Bucky Barnes x f!Reader

word count: 800 ▪︎ masterlist

The reader and Bucky have a 4am encounter.

You scramble out of bed, groggy from sleep. Having woken up half an hour ago, you've just been lying there, staring at the ceiling, thinking of what Natasha said to you earlier.

"I have it on good authority that one Sergeant Barnes has his eye on you."

"Oh? And whose authority is that?"

"Mine, of course," she winked, "The only authority you can trust in this compound, mind you."

Your footsteps make no sound as you quietly walk to the shared kitchen on your floor. Everyone's sound asleep, or potentially out at some bar, if they were coaxed into it by Sam. Potentially world-ending events, terrorist threats, homicidal purple aliens. Whatever might come, Sam's enthusiasm to grab a drink and lay back will never wane. Everyone's best friend.

The panel to the kitchen slides open, F.R.I.D.A.Y. scanning and recognizing you. You blink through the haze of sleep, and proceed to rummage through the fridge. Tony's cheeseburgers, Wanda's borscht, Nat's carefully planned meals. And an obscene amount of beer. Taking one, you shuffle around for the bottle opener.

"Need some help with that?" A deep voice asks, startling the shit out of you. The bottle slips from your fingers, but a metal arm catches it just before it empties out on the floor.

"Fuck!" Your eyes meet Bucky's in the faint light, "you really do move like a ghost, don't you?"

"Actually, the name's Buck," he hands the bottle to you, with a cheeky smirk, "and yes, I've been told that before."

"Funny," your heartbeat still races, but no longer due to the almost-accident.

"Here," he reaches forward and deftly twists the bottle cap off with one hand, and clinks his bottle to yours, "Cheers, babydoll."

You take a huge gulp of beer to stifle your awkwardness. Damn him and his hulking form and his sensual musk and his steel blue gaze.

"What was that you called me?" you leaned back against the counter to steady yourself, "Don't think you've said it before. Not to me anyway."

"Hmm, what? Babydoll?" There's a playfulness in his eyes, as if he's aware of how he's making you feel.

"Yeah, it sounds... nice."

He takes another swig of his drink, "Glad you think so. It suits you. Anyway, I'm sorry for scaring you like that. I was just sitting over there," he points to the couch in the dim corner of the room, "and you didn't seem to notice me."

"Couldn't sleep either?" You peer up at him, and let your eyes run over the faint lines around his. You make a mental note of how beautiful it is when he smiles and they appear like sunburst. It took a long time for Bucky to come back to himself, but he truly has let go of the Winter Soldier.

"Mmm," he leans against the counter beside you, and you're even closer than before, "sleep doesn't come easy to me. But at least I bumped into you now, eh?"

"Were you looking for me, Barnes?" You don't know where you've found the courage to flirt, but you're not dwelling on it.

"I just," he hesitates, pausing between his words, "haven't seen you around so much. And... I wanted to. See you more, that is."

Was Bucky getting flustered around you? Perhaps Natasha was not kidding, after all. You already hoped, but it's different to see it now, unfolding in front of you.

You smile, and his lips slowly curve upward while looking at you. "Why is that?"

"Y'know, the last person I called babydoll was this dame called Dot. I took her on a couple dates, back in the 40s. I liked her quite a lot then, so I suppose I saw fit to call her by that little name."

"Oh?" You mull over his words, confused as to why he's telling you about another girl. And then...

"Oh." You whisper once more, "So you..?"

He sets his beer on the counter, and stands in front of you. Bracing his hands on your waist, he lowers his lips close to your ear, "I like you quite a lot now, babydoll."

Blood rushes to your face, and you feel lightheaded. Definitely not due to the alcohol.

"And, I actually have it on good authority that you like me too," he adds.

Realization hits you, and you can't help but fondly roll your eyes, "Tell me, Buck, does this 'good authority' happen to be a certain redheaded former assassin?"

"Yeah, how did you..." His eyes widen slightly, "Oh, of course. She told you, didn't she?"

"That's our Nat," you smile, and testing the waters, you interlace your fingers behind his neck.

Sunburst lines erupt around his magnetic blue eyes, "So I take it she was telling the truth?"

"Oh, just kiss me already."

🖤

First ever Bucky blurb. I've always loved his character, but why did I feel like I was cheating on Aemond or Daemon? 😭 wow, I need therapy..

Not me thinking, 'Aemond would be so jealous right now.' Hahahaha it's a problem.

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fatbiatchforever · 9 months ago

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Out of time (Pt. 6)

Pt. 5

"Are we ever going to talk about what happened?"

Yeppppppppppppppppppppp, take a good guess which dumbass blurted that out.

YOU.

Last thing you wanted to do was seem surprised or nervous by the question, so you held your head high and gripped the counter a little tighter for some courage.

Bucky was surprised, clearly. Both of you held eye contact for ten long seconds before Bucky looked behind, "You want to talk about it here?"

You looked at the kids, "No," He does have a point, "But, I don't know. Yeah, it's something I thought about."

"Y/N," Bucky's hesitation was showing. You felt bad that you just springed this on him.

You moved back and turned around to not look at him for a second, to breath out and internally curse yourself for getting here.

"I'm sorry, forget it. It's all in the past and everyone's moved on and-"

"I haven't."

You turn to Bucky. All of the hesitation you saw before had disappeared. Bucky looked you straight in the eye, which made you feel way too vulnerable. Like he was back at it again. His whole attention on you and only you. Noticing each and every movement of your body, trying to read what's going on in your head.

You shake the chills away as calmly as you could before asking for more, "What do you mean?"

"It's only you till you tell me that we're done. I kept my word."

The fact that your eyeballs didn't pop out of your socket was unbelievable, "HUH? But, but, you, what?!"

While you broke into million pieces, Bucky was doing pretty well. He simply nodded and continued to look at you like he said the most simplest/straight forward thing ever.

You looked at the kids before you continued, "You fucking left, so how's you waiting for my signal make any fucking sense?!"

"I didn't leave."

"Oh, so you were in the city this whole time but led me to believe that you were gone for five years?"

"WH-"

You both look over to the kids, who were way too deep in the game to focus on your bickering.

"Cass, can you look after the kids for five minutes?" Cass nods before picking Riley up and focusing back on the game.

Bucky stares at you before you roll your eyes and walk to your room. You flop onto your bed. This was a lot to process in the span of a minute.

"Y/N,"

You look up at him,

"I wouldn't have left if I didn't have to. I, fucked so much up in my life-"

"Buck, that's not true."

"It is. These five years, I thought about it all. I got everything I didn't have for the most of my life with you, but I lost you because I was scared. It was right for you to leave. I should've known what I had before losing it."

Bucky exhales, "The day of our," he looks at you, which you return back with a nod, "I heard from one of my sources, HYDRA was starting-"

"How do they keep respawning like this?"

You immediately cover your mouth with wide eyes, before turning your gaze for Bucky who had a smidge of smile to continue, "They were determined to get their most prized possession back."

"What?"

Bucky nodded, "They wanted their power back. I was the first part of the plan."

Your heart sank. It made sense. All of it made sense. You knew Bucky and everything he would do to protect you. You whispered, "So letting me go was easier than letting me stay."

"If it meant that you were safe, then yes. I knew if I said I wasn't happy you would leave. I needed you out of the house so if they found me, nothing happens to you."

You could feel Bucky's eyes on you, but you didn't have anything to say. You looked at your rug, relieving that night and the hurt, but with a different perspective this time.

"Ross heard about it and he wanted me out. He was convinced that HYDRA had something none of us knew about. He told me to leave before I ruin Avengers reputation by turning back to,"

You moved aside to make space for him to sit. Bucky looked at you to make sure, before taking the spot.

"Is that why you needed to leave?"

"Yeah," Bucky took a moment before continuing, "Ross was right. If I stayed and something did happen, the US government would've been less forgiving. It was better for me to leave,"

"Buck, you could have told me."

Bucky sighed, "Y/N,"

"I know."

Bucky always kept his missions and Avenger related stuff away from you. He didn't want you to get tangled up in it and get hurt.

"Did you get them? HYDRA?"

"Took me a while to track them down but yeah."

"Did they have anything on them?"

Bucky's silence was all the answer you needed.

"Shit!"

"After we got them, I went back to Wakanda for a bit."

"You're okay?"

"I am."

"Y/N," Bucky called.

You turned to him.

"I, I know, none of this is fair to you. I didn't come back to ruin what you have here. I had-"

You couldn't help it. He was right there. The person you tried so hard to hate was right there telling you he waited for you. Telling you that everything you hated him for was all untrue.

You whimpered. No one could ever make you feel like he did. Bucky wrapped his arms around you, holding you closer, deepening the kiss, holding the nape of your neck that made you shiver. Just as you pulled back, Bucky wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into him.

You took it all in, his scent, his warmth and his presence.

"I love you." Bucky whispered in your ear.

You wrapped your arms him, "I love you too."

"I missed you."

"I'm not surprised."

Bucky laughed into your neck, his voice vibrating into your skin, "Fuck, I missed you so much."

"Why didn't you just tell me Bucky? We could have figured it out."

"I didn't want HYDRA anywhere near you. Anything to lead them to you."

Bucky held your face, running his thumb on your cheeks, "I could have done it differently. I'm sorry, doll. I did what I thought was right back then. You don't have to forgive me or even talk to me, or be anywhere near me,"

You raised your eyebrow, "You've been back for five minutes and I can't stop kissing you."

"Hmm," Bucky kisses you, "Good, don't stop. If you ever give me another chance, I promise to do better. Instead of making decisions for our relationship on my own, we'll do it together."

"Damn, character development." Bucky looked at you with so much love that you knew you had to be honest, "I, I was angry at you for so long, but I knew I loved you and it hurt so much. I know we have so much to figure out but I love you and I want to try."

"Me too."

Bucky and you smiled, staying tangled up in each other for a bit.

"Buck?"

"Hmm,"

"It's been really quite out there."

"Oh, right."

Bucky moves his hands away and gets up.

You walk out, but immediately turn back,

"Don't worry, stays between us."

You smile and nod, "For now."

"For now."

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kyndaris · 9 months ago

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Ice to Meet You

After changing my preferences to women, it's been much harder to meet new people. Unlike men, women are more secure about who they are. Or they just don't use dating apps as religiously. In any case, my profile didn't receive much in the ways of 'likes' and even when the two of us mutually decided to 'match' and chat, inevitably, they would stop responding after one or two exchanges. And given how ambivalent I am to the whole dating scene, when the conversations die off, I'm not all that ruffled. Instead, I just move on and try my luck elsewhere or sink a few more hours into a game.

In fact, in most conversations, I'm more reactive rather than proactive in my questioning. It's hard for me to garner curiosity for someone I don't really know. Especially because I've already learned from a young age not to dump on others about my niche interests. Or asking anything too nosy. Most of the time, these things come out in their own time. I'm a great listener, after all, and I tend to file away any and all scraps thrown my way.

Honestly, it's just easier for everyone involved for me to sit back and observe the person opposite me as they rant and rave about what they like. But also, I just find it very hard to interrupt others.

Despite all this, I managed to have a meet-up with Eivor! That's their codename because in one of their pictures they were dressed as a viking. Unlike all my other dates, this time I asked them for a meet-up (something I honestly hate doing), but considering she was the one who suggested adding each other first on Facebook Messenger (so she could send me pictures of her pets), I bucked up the courage to arrange a face-to-face meeting. After all, I'm an independent 31-year-old woman who don't need no man!

[As an aside to all this, I'm still occasionally chatting with Dikottir. So, maybe I do still WANT a man? Who knows.]

And honestly, it was better that I took the initiative. Elsewise I might even now be waiting for someone to ask me out. Or to have someone reach out to me to invite me to an event.

It's why I've bitten the bullet so many times in organising catch-ups with my work friends. For if not me, then who?

While books and video games are very important to me (and make any description of my weekends sound very boring - at least to me), but there's something about maintaining my social connections that also resonates with me.I can't live in my head forever. And being chronically online would also be terrible for my mental health. I mean, what if I fell in with the wrong crowd that enabled all my worst traits? Or who I could compare my self to and think: yes, I'm far more normal than they are and so my mental health isn't flagging despite the fact I had a psychotic breakdown leading to hospitalisation for a week (if that's sounding very specific, it's because it is and that's a whole other story to tell).

Anyways, long story short, Eivor and I had chatted for a while. I learned she was into sports and thought going on an ice-skating trip would be a bit different to all my usual first-dates at cafes. I arrived to the rink early. Unfortunately, Eivor was running a little late as she had chosen to save a little on money by doing an Uber Pool. But once she did arrive (and after I'd done a few rounds on the rink in the skates the Ice Zoo provided - which were more hockey skates than the blue skates usually handed out), we chatted as we circled the rink.

Mostly, it ended up as Eivor asking me more questions of me than I her. But given the amount of children celebrating their birthdays there, and the music, it wasn't exactly the most conducive environment for a chat.

I learned she had a brother and was homeschooled. That she was often told she was quite 'normal' for not going through the usual curriculum when it came to learning but she was thankful her mother allowed to explore the subjects they were interested in. Including getting involved in a robotics competition run by Macquarie University. Something that sounded so cool to me and I hate myself for not asking more about it.

Unfortunately, being homeschooled meant she didn't have an ATAR to allow her easy access into a degree. Eivor told me she had to sit for the SAT and when she was finally admitted into tertiary education, the one major difficulty she faced were standardised exams.

And honestly, so true! Standardised tests are the worst. They don't even test anything practical about a subject - merely how well you might have crammed the information into your head the night before. It's a complete and utter joke and doesn't demonstrate one's actual knowledge.

Once our ice-skating session was over (in which I embarrassed myself by trying to do my usual T-stop on the skates but being encumbered by a weighted penguin, resulting in me overbalancing and falling on the ice), we had a simple affair of chicken nuggets and chips at the cafe located at the rink. Although I did offer Eivor a ride to another suburb or a restaurant close by, she refused.

Which, honestly, is fair.

We were strangers and for all she knew, I COULD have been a serial killer (spoilers: I'm not. In fact, I'm always in fear of my own life when I go out on dates. Beyond that, she was taller than me and could probably deadlift me if she so chose.). It doesn't help that so many of my friends have written into their wills that if they were to vanish under mysterious circumstances, I'd be to blame.

I should work on stamping out such baseless rumours. Permanently.

It wasn't the best food to have. And it didn't fill me up at all considering this was supposed to be lunch. Nevertheless, I didn't want to pressure Eivor into anything and had let her take the lead. From there, we investigated the nearby antiques store. RIGHT as it began to sprinkle down heavy drops of RAIN!

Given I lived in one of the neighbouring suburbs, my mind instantly turned to the LAUNDRY I had painstakingly washed and hung out to dry (thankfully, it was still quite a warm day and when I got back home to check, they weren't as wet as I thought despite the sudden sun shower).

Antique stores, it should be known, aren't places I normally frequent. Yes, I visited Dirty Janes in Bowral during the light show back in June this year but old pieces of furniture isn't something terribly enticing to someone like me. Probably because they aren't exactly the ancient artefacts I would hope to find in an archaeological dig. The most interesting things I DID see were taxidermy animals and a few Chinese vases. Unfortunately, there were not enough weapons to catch my eye at the exhibit. Now, Dirty Janes had a veritable display of knives to peruse. As well as a few cases filled with butterflies that would have looked delightful.

And so ended my date with Eivor.

Throughout it all, there wasn't much of a spark between us. Like many of the men, I wasn't filled with any kind of lustful thoughts or a desire to know as much as I could about her. In fact, I think what I felt was a combination of anxiety (and wishing to impress) as well as mild disappointment.

I had been hoping to be wowed but Eivor was like any person I might walk by on my daily commute to the office. Any curiosity I had remained entirely detached like she was another face in a crowd of thousands.

Similarly, I didn't feel like she was all that taken away by who I was. Some of that might be my below average self-worth, esteem and confidence talking but Eivor and I haven't chatted much since the encounter out on the ice. In fact the conversation have all but dried up. So, I suppose it's back to the drawing board for me.

It doesn't help that I find it immensely boring to talk about myself. After all, there's nothing truly exciting about my life (something I was warned not to say to strangers during a one-year-old's birthday party. Of course, when you don't know ANYONE at the birthday party and no-one extends a hand to chat with you - usually that's me actually - it's a difficult endeavour). But whenever I try to talk about a few of my passion projects, the conversation always seems to jump to another topic.

And given I'm more a Wednesday Addams wallflower than an Enid SInclair extrovert, it'll probably keep on being the same old story every time.

In fact, I told one of my friends that I think a possible ideal partner for me would be to have an excitable golden retriever chasing after my grouchy cat arse.

But beggars can't be choosers in the game of love. So, I guess we'll simply have to see where the next step takes me. Or I can just be satisfied with being single. And honestly? There's absolutely nothing wrong with that.

#personal blog #dating #hinge #woman x woman?#asexual stories #ice zoo #antiques

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eratolasting · 2 years ago

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Safe (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Summary: Your boyfriend, Eddie, doesn't understand why you wont let him touch you.

Warnings: Mentions and brief description of rape, smut, grinding, unprotected sex, soft Eddie.

Beta Reader(s): @hargroveharlot @hellfiremunsonn

MINORS DNI. 18+ ONLY

You could still feel him. Everywhere. On your breasts, inside of you. His sweaty hands holding your wrists together above your head as you fought, and fought, and fought. You bucked your hips and tried to get away from him, but it was to no avail. At some point, you gave up. You laid there, lifeless, and took what he gave you as he ripped your insides to shreds. Yet you were numb. You had to be, and when he was done he tossed fifty bucks at you, for plan b he’d said. Because that’s what he was worried about.

An hour later, you picked yourself up, put on your clothes, and went to the store to buy said plan b. The last thing you needed was to get pregnant.

That was almost a year ago now, and you still struggled with nightmares. You still struggled with letting people touch you; struggled to not flinch when someone squeezed you too hard in a hug. You especially struggled in your relationship with Eddie. He knew something had happened, he just didn’t know what. You didn’t want to tell him, either. Thankfully, you had been early in your relationship and hadn’t had sex before this happened, so you never had been expected to just go back to sex normally. Some days it was hard, though. Eddie didn’t know why you didn’t want to have sex with him -- you always stopped it before it got too far.

Currently, you were on top of him, your lips pressed against his as his hand ran through your hair, your bodies firmly laid together. His hand traveled from your head to your back and slowly slid further and further down your body until it rested on your ass. You broke the kiss and lifted his hand from your ass up to your lower back, and he frowned up at you.

“Look, sweetheart. I’m not trying to pressure you, ever, but you’ve been a cocktease for months. Do you just not like me or something?”

“Eddie… it’s not… you, okay?” You responded, shifting to get out of his lap. “There’s just… a lot.” You sighed.

“Honey, if you don’t want to be with me, that’s okay. And I’m not saying that we have to have sex to be together, I just… You’re always making excuses and stopping me and nothing’s really adding up anymore.” He sat up, and looked at you fully. “I know you want me, baby. I’ve been able to feel how wet you get…”

You bit your lip and folded your hands in your lap. Okay, so maybe it was time to have this conversation.

“It’s really not you, Eddie, just…” You trailed off and brushed some hair behind your ear. “Remember back in September? Right after we started dating? There was a week or so that I didn’t see you because I was too busy with work.”

“Yeah, I remember that.” He nodded, “You were so tired. I felt bad."

"I wasn't working." You told him, quickly. "I mean, I did go into work some of the days, but.. that's not why I wasn't seeing you."

He looked at you, confused. "You lied to me? Why?"

"Because it was easier than telling you the truth…" you sighed, and brushed your fingers through your hair. "I want to tell you now, though."

He nodded, patient. "Okay… tell me."

You took a deep breath and sat there in silence with him for a good long while, trying to muck up the courage to speak. Your lips parted, and closed, and parted, and closed. You wet them. Finally, you took his hand in yours and squeezed it.

"I just want to start off by saying it's not your fault. Okay? And…and I don't want you to think anything of me not telling you other than I wasn't ready to. I just -" you paused for a moment, taking another breath, "I was… I was raped, Eddie."

You stopped, wanting to let that sink in with him. You didn't want to give him too much information; to overload him with it.

His brow furrowed, and he lifted your hand softly in his, looking down at it. He didn't say anything for a long while, just rubbed his thumb softly against your skin.

"I'm…fuck," he looked away from you, tears in his eyes. "I'm so sorry that happened to you. I should've been there…I should've-"

"Hey, stop. It's not your fault, Eddie." You tilted his head towards you with a gentle hand, and brushed your thumb beneath his eye. "None of it was your fault or ever will be. Got that? It was just some asshole, and…I’m okay now. I have you.”

Of course, you weren’t fully ‘okay’. It would be a long time before you were, but you still felt safe with him.

“We don’t have to do anything ever, okay? I’ve got a hand to keep me satisfied.”

You laughed at that and kissed him softly. “I know, baby. But I’m okay, really… I just need you to be patient and slow with me, okay?” You rubbed your thumb against his cheek.

“Yes, of course, absolutely. We can stop anytime.” He responded, giving you a soft smile that just ate you the fuck up.

So you climbed back on top of him and kissed him deeply, your hands cupping his cheeks and his resting on your waist. You sat like that for another long while, just kissing each other and enjoying each others company.

Your hands were the ones to travel this time, sliding down from his cheeks to his chest, his abdomen, and finally reaching his belt. You were slow, a little fumbly as you pulled leather through the handcuff buckle, your lips still pressed against his. You slid his belt through the loops and tossed it away.

He broke the kiss to look at you, lifting a hand up to cup your cheek. “Are you sure?” He asked, his voice soft.

You nodded, your fingers plucking his jeans open and unzipping them. “I’m sure, Eddie.”

He bit his lip and shifted, reaching down to hook his fingers in his shirt. He pulled it up over his head and chucked it across the room to be dealt with later. His hands slid over your sides as your lips met again in another heated kiss, and his fingers inched up your shirt slightly.

You lifted your arms for him, the kiss breaking for only a moment so he could throw your shirt off, too. Your lips pressed back together in a soft kiss, and gently he turned you so you laid on your back.

His lips trailed to your jaw, then your neck. His hand softly cupped your breast in hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

You took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. You hadn’t been beneath anyone since.. “Eddie? Can I be on top, please?” You asked him, swallowing thickly as your heart beat thumped in your throat.

“Yes, yeah, of course, sweetheart. I’m sorry.” He practically jumped off of you the moment you said something.

You bit your cheek and wiggled your jeans off, letting them fall to the floor before you straddled his waist. His hand slid back up to cup your breast again, his eyes devouring you in nothing but a pair of thin panties.

“You’re…so gorgeous.” He breathed out, licking his lips.

You placed your hands on his chest and slowly grinded down on the hardened bulge in his jeans. He groaned softly as you closed your eyes and took another deep breath.

You wanted this, you really did.

But that didn’t stop the bundle of nerves that were balled up inside of you.

“Baby? Hey… You’re okay. You know we can stop anytime.” He was a little breathless from you grinding on him, and it was outrageously fucking hot.

You nodded, but you didn’t stop your movement. Instead, you grinded down a little harder; a little faster. Your head tipped back at the feeling of his hard cock pressing against your clit over and over.

You were soaking through your panties, easily.

“Please, Eddie-” You finally whimpered, your fingers digging into his bare chest as you rubbed your pussy all over his clothed cock. “Please-” You didn’t know what you were asking for, exactly, but you wanted it so bad.

He grabbed your hips to still you and reached down to push his pants and underwear out of the way. His cock sprang free and you swallowed, seeing how big it actually was for the first time.

He grabbed your hips again and settled you over it, looking you in the eyes as one hand reached down to push your panties aside.

He was asking permission with those gorgeous fucking eyes of his.

You nodded, biting your cheek.

He guided you down slowly, the tip of his cock brushing against your folds. You blushed, your lips parting in a soft noise as he steadied you. Soon, you were sinking down on his cock. Your eyes rolled back as you felt him filling you up for the first time. It was so fucking good. Your mind was on nothing but him. For once, it was nothing but him.

You slid all the way down, your body flush with his, the both of you taking a breath as you adjusted to his length. Your pussy clenched around him a few times, getting used to him, and you hummed softly as he held your hips tightly.

"Fuck, baby…so fuckin' tight for me.." he breathed, rubbing his thumbs over your hips. "So good, baby… you're doing so good…" he was almost babbling praises at you.

You bit your tongue and hesitantly rolled your hips, earning a groan from him.

"Let me help you," he whispered, and took your weight in his hands, lifting you. Your pussy clenched at the loss of him, and you bit your lip as he helped you slide back down.

It was so gentle, so sweet. He did it again, and again, finding a slow, sweet pace for you.

You were moaning, so softly. You felt so full, so right and you wondered why you couldn't have given in and done this before. It was so good.

"Love you…love you so much.." he whispered to you, his eyes on you as you bounced on his cock.

"Love you, Eddie… faster, please!" You suddenly gasped out as you felt his cock brush against something inside you that you'd never felt before.

You knew you wanted more of it, though.

His guiding hands helped you to go faster, your skin slapping together a little louder in the room as his cock slammed into you.

Your nails dug into his chest. He was hitting that spot over and over and you could feel your orgasm building up. You released a soft whine, a shiver taking over your body.

"Eddie," you whimpered, your eyes fluttering shut as you got closer and closer.

"Ah-ah, look at me, baby. Keep your eyes open. Wanna see you cum."

You were breathing heavily as you opened your eyes, and the moment they met his, your orgasm washed over you, your mouth opening up as you moaned. Your pussy clamped down on his cock in an attempt to milk it.

Thankfully for it, he was cumming too, with a low groan. Sweat was beaded on his brow, matching yours.

You panted in tandem, your movement stopping altogether as you rested down against him, allowing your chest to press against his. He kissed your hair and wrapped his arms tightly around you.

"Thank you," he said.

"No, baby.. thank you." You kissed his jaw. "Love you so much." You sighed.

"Love you more, sweetheart."

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#eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things fanfic #stranger things smut #smut

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zee-stars · 2 years ago

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Head engineer Mark x reader

(It is kinda long ngl)

Mark first met you in Space school. It was a place for people to learn how to run a space ship and all those kind of things.

You and Mark because friends as soon as he bucked up the courage to talk to you. (Besides the occasional small talk when you ran into each other)

Mark told you about his idea with the invincible 2 and how he wanted to go to space again. (he didn't quiet tell you about the first invincible until quite later)

You were thrilled at the idea and Mark asked if you wanted to go. You instantly agreed.

You originally weren't going to be the captain. It was gonna be either some other unknown person or there would be no 'official' captain. But Mark saw your skills in class and watched as you were able to be super helpful and showed many good leadership skills. He knew his crew and ship needed a good captain. And he thought you were the best he could find.

After figuring out how you were getting there and other many details, you made your way to space.

All throughout the time between you agreeing to be captain though right before your arrival, Mark told everyone all about you.

How you met, your skills, your looks, and how amazing you would be and how everyone would love you.

Many were just as hyped as Mark when it came to getting to meet you. Others (Guther and Celci) were just ready for you to get here so Mark would shut up about it.

When it showed that your shuddle has arrived, Mark ran across the ship to get to the doors to greet you and shouting "the captain is here!!!"

You were excited to finally be here and when everyone was acting like you were some super hot famous person, you were confused.

"Mark? Why are they acting like this? We've never even met before." You ask after some guy tries to throw himself into your arms.

"Uhhhhhh, no idea Captain. They must have been shocked that you are finally here." He says, acting as if he didn't tell them almost everything about you.

After that, you and Mark were never very far about. You would often be giving around orders and Mark would be there like "you better be listening to the captain or else!"

If someone ever was disrespectful towards you, Mark would threaten to lock them in the air lock and shoot them out to space. Which you would put your hand on his shoulder and tell him everythings fine and you can handle it. But as soon as you look away he is sending death glares.

After awhile Mark had come to realize that he had a crush on you. But when he told Burt just so he could tell someone Burt said "It was as obvious as light against the dark" (don't ask😭)

Mark was worried that you might have figured it out and he felt embarrassed. So he talked to you one morning.

"Morning, Captain."

"Good morning Mark. Is there anything I can do for you?" You asked.

"Umm, no but I would like to tell you something."

"Is everything alright?" You asked, your voice filled with concern.

"No, no, well, kinda, it's just, I think you're really handsome and/or beautiful and I just wanted you to know that I care for you."

You smiled and moved till you were next to him and put your arm on his shoulder.

"Aww, thanks Mark. I really appreciate that. I care for you and the crew so very much and I can't thank you more for inviting me here." He chuckled. It seems that you didn't get his message. But he went along with it. Maybe you didn't like him that way. Maybe he was just crazy for loving someone like you. Someone so perfect that he knew he couldn't have.

He avoided it for awhile, pushing down his feelings and covering them with work. He started to busy himself with work instead of taking his break.

You started to worry when you only saw him working.

"When was the last time this man took a break?" You thought you yourself as you approached him one day.

"Mark?" He jumped and turned in your direction.

"Yes, Captain?" He asked, placing down what he was doing and looking at you.

"What are you up to?" You asked.

"Well, there was a report of something not working in here so I decided to check it out and see if I could fix it."

You nodded. "Yeah, I do remember. But when's the last time you rested?" You asked.

"Umm, I rested last night while in bed." He recalled.

"Well no shit. I mean, when's the last time you took a break? During the day. I've only seen you working for the past week or so. And as much as I love seeing you taking care of the ship so well, I want to see you taking care of yourself just as much." He sighed and looked away.

"You're right captain. I'm sorry." You smiled and shook your head.

"I'm always right, aren't I?" You will admit, being around people who think of you so highly all the time did boost your ego a bit.

Mark busted into laughter and you did too. When you both calmed down, you remembered something you needed to ask him.

"Mark."

"Captain."

"Mark, would... do you think you could come to my room tonight? I need to show you something." His face froze.

"Not anything inappropriate! You fool!" He laughed again. "Okay captain."

(Later that night)

"Captain?" There were knocks on your door.

"Come in." You sat at your desk and watched Mark walk into your room.

"So what was it you needed, Captain?"

"So, I have heard, from some other people around the ship, that there is someone aboard that has been going on and on about me, the captain, for the longest time. And seems to really like the captain. But won't say anything. Don't you find that strange?"

His face was bright pink, he could feel it. He knew what you were talking about.

The other day he had overheard people taking about him and the captain. He didn't know that you were right there.

"Yeah, that's crazy. Whoever they are should really just tell you. Who knows? Maybe you feel that way towards them!" He says trying not to make anything obvious.

"Yeah, maybe I do. But I wouldn't know unless they tell me." At this point you are right next to him and he can feel your eyes on him. He is trying so hard not to break.

"Mark, is there anyone what you feel about like that? Doesn't even have to be on this ship. Maybe back on Earth."

"I suppose there is someone." He admits. You are trying to hard to keep a straight face. But the way he's trying to hide it, almost makes you laugh.

"Tell me about them."

"Well umm," he keeps his eyes on the floor because he doesn't want to know what your face looks like right now.

"They're on this ship. They are really handsome and/or beautiful and I care for them very much."

"Are they in this room?" He swallows and slowly nods his head.

You move so you are standing right in front of him. You put your hands gently on his face and lift his head so he looks at you.

"Say it."

"Captain, you-"

"I know, I want to hear you say it." His eyes dart around the room until looking back at yours.

"Captain, I think I might love you." He whispers. You smile.

"I was right." You cheer quietly.

"You always are, aren't you?" You give him a quiet kiss on the lips before pulling away to look at him.

His eyes are shut and a smile is bright on his face.

"I love you too, you fool."

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lokisprettygirl · 3 years ago

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Hit me Baby, One more Time ( Wrestler Loki x Female Reader)

Read Chapter 11 here

Chapter 12

Summary : You confuse loki in more ways than one

Warning : 18 + , Some smut, oral sex, Daddy kink, slight degradation kink

He stared at you intently as you uttered those three words he had been wanting to hear all this time. Well a month, to be precise. He smiled and he cupped your cheeks as he kissed you sloppily "Oh babygirl, how drunk are you right now sweet thing?" He chuckled "I'm not drunk loki, just tipsy, and I want you to fuck me, with your cock, in my pussy, so are you going to do it or not?" You mumbled like a dork as you got embarassed, you just asked him to fuck you and you expected him to jump on the chance to do so and not question you over how intoxicated you were

He smiled as he heard you blabbing ridiculously "You will be the death of me birdy" he walked backwards with you in his arms, and then he turned around to walk towards his bedroom, he laid you down on the bed but you sat up instantly and glared at him "Are you going to fuck me or not? This is what you do right, you fuck people, are you always this inquisitive about their drinking history?" You used hand gestures to get your point across and you were not helping your case by doing that.

"I am not going to fuck you when you're drunk birdy" he huffed as he placed his hands on his waist, looking at you like a school teacher "Why? isn't it like a one time thing?" You huffed in response and he smiled "It is? You're going to fuck me once and leave birdy? That's so promiscuous of you" he smirked and leaned down, then he kissed you softly, then he took his Jacket off and the t-shirt followed, the bruises and cuts from yesterday healed so well already. How? What kind of sorcery is that?

"Fine I'll make myself cum I guess" you laid down on the bed and he looked at you intently as his eyes darkened "Go on, let me see" now you may have thought or felt sober before, but you'd never be this bold if you weren't delirious especially in front of him. You could see and count each and every muscle of his upper body. He was ripped to shreds.

"Stop looking at me like that" you mumbled and he tilted his head, his long hair flowing down from his chest, half of it still in a bun, he looked majestic to say the least, Now you're intimidated by his intense hotness

"Like what babygirl" he smirked and you felt your face heating up at the petname "Don't call me that" he smiled and he crawled up on the bed, he towered over you on the bed, on his fours, his hair rubbing against your neck "Call you what? Babygirl? I kind of enjoy it" he winked at you and you tried to get up but you were trapped under his huge giant form.

"Loki" you moaned as you felt his fingers rubbing your lips and then you felt his thumb as he kept it on your lower lip "Open and suck on it for me sweet thing" he commanded you and for a moment you just stared at him dumbfounded "I uhh" he wanted to push his thumb in your warm wet mouth but making you do things voluntarily with your own will is very hot. You hesitantly opened your mouth and you sucked on his thumb, you closed your eyes as you sucked on his digit, he watched your lips form an o shape as you took him in, secretly wishing that was his cock instead.

"Look at you, you look so good like this, sucking on my thumb like the good girl you are, daddy's good girl, you'll call me daddy from now on understand?" you moaned as you heard him, Daddy? He's not your daddy but then why did it sound so hot coming from his mouth, you nod in yes just to please him, he can't be serious "That's enough" he pulled his thumb out, and he pulled you into him as he wrapped your legs around him , his cock straining in his jeans, for a fact he knows that you must be dripping too. He rode your dress up then you felt him bucking his hips into yours "Ohh godd Lokii" it felt so good, maybe normally you'd feel shy about wrapping your arms around his neck but you had the liquid courage surging through your veins right now.

"I am your God birdy, keep that in mind when you think of misbehaving with me next time, I don't like it when you talk back to me like that, you did it all-day today" he gripped your hair in his fist and kissed you roughly. His hips continued to roll over your clothed heat, the zipper area of his jeans rubbing perfectly against your clit, you could feel his hardness. He was hard and he felt huge, you were not surprised "Oh please don't stop I'm sorry I'm sorry I won't misbehave I promise" you mumbled in the heat of the moment, you just wanted him to keep going, you desperately needed him to keep going

"Did he fuck you today?" He asked you

"No but he..tried to I think" you mumbled and he was upset but he couldn't react, you're not his. He repeated in his head

"You dressed up all sweet for him hmm? But here you are whimpering under the man you don't even know that well, you couldn't fuck your boyfriend of 3 years but you just begged me to keep going, you're a naughty little thing" He chuckled and you looked at him, you have always been a good girl, never been impulsive like this. But there's something about him that makes you want to get rid of your inhibitions.

You felt his mouth trailing from your neck to your breasts and then he went down even further, you yelped as you felt him below your belly button, you must have looked indecent with your dress rode up so high but you didn't care "You trust me Little thing?" He asked you and you nodded almost immediately even surprising yourself. He glared at you and you realised your mistake "I trust you loki" he spread your legs apart and you could have cum right then, he sucked on your clit right over your soaked dark green panties that matched with your dress. His favourite colour.

"Fuckkk loki, oh god please" you mumbled and he licked a stripe with his tongue, you were seeping through your panties, he looked at you and you're a sight for his sore eyes, so beautiful, he has never really focused on how a woman reacts to his skills, they end up cumming and that's all what matters to him, and he knows that he is skilled, he never leaves his women unsatisfied. He pulled your panties down suddenly and you yelped.

He kissed down from your knees to your inner thighs, so close to your soaked pussy, you tried to grab his head to pull him closer but he grabbed your wrists instead and pinned them down on the bed "Did he ever make you cum like this little thing?" He asked you and you looked at him "No" you mumbled softly and he glared at you "Address me properly sweet girl, don't make me spank you again, now who am I?" He asked you and you looked at him confused "Loki?" He chuckled as he heard you "Ditzy Little thing, I'm your daddy from now on, do not forget that"

Before you could answer he sucked on your clit and your words got lost in your mouth, with your hands restrained you could do nothing but move your hips into his face more and more. "When you said no, what did you mean?" He asked you and you whined as he stopped for a moment "I uhh.." he licked the insides of your lips, his tongue probing your entrance "He tried once but he couldn't..so we never did it again" you mumbled and he smiled before he dipped his head down again. He nipped and sucked on your clit, stimulating you like never before, you were going to cum like this. You were almost there, so easy, so quick "Ohh lok...daddy please I'm close" and if he didn't have better self control he would have cum too right then.

"Cum for daddy, little whore, now" he mumbled and you fell apart on him, he let go of your wrists and grabbed your hips instead as you shattered all under him, his mouth still nipping and sucking on you as you ride through your high, he cleaned your juices up with his mouth as much as he could, then he lifted his head up to relish in the state of yours, and then he got up and went to the bathroom, he brought a wet towel back and cleaned you up properly. You kept your eyes closed as he did, no point in feeling embarrassed now .

He also came back with the underwear you left in the bathroom that day and he put it on you, then he took your green ones and put it in with his dirty clothes for the wash. You sat up, the orgasm made you weirdly sober and you stared at him as he stood on the edge of your bed so you crawled over to him and you hugged him, his eyes never leaving you "Do you want me to .umm .. return the favor?" You asked him and he chuckled "No, it's not exactly a give and take kind of thing for me, well at least not today" he told you and you nodded in yes.

"Can you uhh drop me home?" You asked him awkwardly, that's how you felt now awkward as fuck, whatever confidence you felt previously was now gone "Stay here birdy, I'll drop you in the morning?" He asked you or told you, you could never understand him "I can't sleep in a dress or a bra" you mumbled meekly and he smiled, he watched you fidgeting so he hugged you "No need to be embarrassed darling, just relax okay?" He held you until you relaxed in his arms, he was awfully cold for a warm blooded man but it did feel comforting

"Okay" you lifted your head up and you pecked on his cheeks one by one "thank you" the corner of his mouth twitched slightly at the innocent gesture and he walked towards his closet, he took out a grey t-shirt for you to wear and left the room so you could change.

Once outside he ran his hands through his hair as he undid his bun, the image of you writhing and shaking as he made you fall apart imprinted in his head, he couldn't stop thinking about it, and he was so damn hard. You invited him back in when you were done changing and the sight of you in his shirt almost made him want to fuck you like that, while you kept the shirt on, while you belong to him and be his. He noticed that you almost drowned in it and you looked really adorable, his heart so confused as it leapt between lust and whatever this new feeling he felt. "I know you said it's not give and take but we can cuddle?" You asked him and he crawled next to you in the bed "Darling don't pretend as if you don't enjoy cuddling me"

He wrapped you in his arms and held you tightly while you hid yourself between his broad chest "You look good in my shirt, so tiny" he mumbled and your cheeks heated, he smelled so good and so did his shirt "Why didn't you fuck me loki?" You asked him and he shrugged "Because you would regret it in the morning, and I can't have that kind of thing hurting my ego" He answered you and you put your head up to look at him "Just being honest" he chuckled and you thought about it, did he really do it for the reason he said? Or he cared enough about you to not do you when you seemed drunk ?

"So when you said he tried once and never again, what did you mean?" He asked you and you sighed "What's your obsession with Jack?" You asked him and he chuckled "Just tell me" .

"Okay we tried once, I often used to give him head.. and he never did it, so we tried once, but I couldn't cum so he stopped, also said it was too messy so" you told him the honest truth and he couldn't believe it. Everytime he hears something more about jack, he keeps getting convinced that he's nothing but grade A asshole "Selfish, that's Selfish"

He told you and you sighed again "Well relationships are not about just sex loki, but you won't understand that" you pulled away from him and turned to the other side but then you felt him getting closer and then he kissed on your neck, he propped himself up on his elbow, with his head in his hand and pulled you closer "What is it about then birdy?" He whispered in your ear and you turned on your back to look at him, his voice sending shivers down your spine "Trust, and love, love that's not clouded with lust, it's about safety and security" you felt his mouth trailing softly over your cheeks as you mumbled your definition of love, his hand caressing your scalp

"Trust? And you trusted him, look where that got you, trust is for fools darling" he stared at you and you teared up, none of the things he has said about jack has been wrong as of yet but you didn't care. What does he know?

"And love? It fades with time, it changes, at least lust is honest and definite, if I want you I know I want you in my bed, I'm assured, It never confuses you or tricks you, you either want someone or you don't, it doesn't pretend to be something it's not, and about safety, well that's something I can relate with, you have to receive and provide that even with your casual random sexual partners" he mumbled and you sighed , the more he talked to you, the more you could see that he was pretty perceptive about these things for some reason.

"What about security?" You asked him and he chuckled "What about it? You mean marriage and kids? I don't believe in that darling" exactly what you thought, he doesn't seem the type to do so "Is there a reason you feel so?" You asked him and he got lost in his thoughts

"I'm getting so tired Odin, I'm tired of you cheating on me, I'm tired of you going out there and hurting me again and again, but I'm such a fool to take you back, everytime you come back begging on your feet I believe you" Loki overheard his mother yelling at his father, he was just 7 so he didn't understand what cheating meant here, but he knew thor used to cheat on him while playing scrabbles, he used to make words that didn't exist and loki was too naive to understand sometimes. They were playing hide and seek and he hid in his parents closet, he was about to get out when he heard his parents yelling at each other.

"Getting tired? I feed you, I take care of you, I love you, isn't that enough? Don't forget the sacrifice that I have made for you and our children, so what if i fuck someone else once in a while, what's wrong with that?" He heard his father yelling back at his mother and he shivered, he pulled his legs up and hid himself there. Wanting to disappear, wanting his father to not hurt his mama like that.

"Loki Loki??" He snapped out of his thoughts and he looked at you "Go to sleep birdy, I have to train at 8" you sighed as you heard him and you fell asleep soon after. Trust? Did you trust him? Did you feel safe with him? He didn't believe in love, he didn't believe in such foolish sentiment, he watched you sleep in his arms and he couldn't help but watch you look so peaceful so calm, he often didn't sleep with his women after fucking them, even when he did it was never..like this.

Did you see your future with Jack? A marriage? Kids? A guy like him would only bring hurt for you. He knew that very well. When his alarm rang at 7 am, he put you down in the bed and kissed your forehead, then he got showered to go to training center, heimdall was going to pick him up soon, he crawled next to you again, feeling of your warm body in his bed confused him again, he wanted to fuck you first thing in the morning but he also wanted you to get up and hug him probably? Kiss him softly before he leaves like he used to see his ma doing it with Odin.

You opened your eyes as you felt the movement, he pulled his hair up in a messy bun and he had training clothes on "You leaving?" You asked him as you caressed his cheek and he looked at your fingers, startled with the alien feeling he felt "Yeah, want to come and watch me?" He asked you and you smiled "I have to be at the studio at 12"

"I'll be done by 11" he told you and you agreed to go, besides you'd feel too weird staying here all alone. You took a quick shower and you changed into your dress again.

Once outside Heimdall gave you a nod and you asked him about his well-being as he opened the door for you, he glared at Loki as he closed the door, you could see both of them but you couldn't hear them "What are you doing loki? She's not the type of girl to play around with"

He warned Loki and Loki chuckled.

"I'm not playing around with her, we are just friends, calm down, I am not Odin" heimdall sighed as he heard loki and they both got in the car. He sat close to you as usual. Too close "Umm can I ask you something" you turn to him, your fingers itching to tuck the stray strand of his hairs behind his ears "How did you heal so fast?" You asked him and he tilted his head "I don't know, I just do, that's how I am built " he shrugged not wanting to dwell much into it.

As you reached the gym cum training center, he grabbed your arms protectively as he walked you in, he had few girls waiting to get pictures with him and they looked at you up and down "Oh my god loki, I run a fan account for you on Instagram, please check it out" one of the girls squealed and he smiled "Sweet, thank you for doing that" he signed whatever they had and then he took you inside.

"Do you workout?" He asked you and you shook your head in no "I dance, that's enough" he chuckled as he heard you. Once inside, his trainer Peter took him away and you watched him train with him, he took his compression wear off as he got too sweaty, he noticed your eyes wandering and he winked at you, you looked away as he caught you staring, you also noticed that the deep cut he had between his chest was still there but his face was all healed up.

You saw a man in a black suit enter the gym and he looked at you intently, heimdall came forward to greet him and they shook hands. Loki rolled his eyes as he saw the man "Jason"

"Loki " Jason smiled at him and he got out of the ring and shook his hand "I already told heimdall I'm not interested in MMA, But hey if you're here for coffee and breakfast, suit yourself" Jason sighed as Loki's nonchalatness "Look man I have a great offer for you, just read the contract and then decide what.." loki cuts him off in between

"I have made my decision already okay? I don't want to see his face there" Heimdall sighed and he took Jason aside

Whose face you wondered as you heard the whole conversation, now that you think about it, you really don't know much about him, you don't even know his full name yet. What the absolute fuck you are doing with him? And he made you cum last night, in his mouth, thank goodness he didn't fuck you because you'd be sweating in regret right now if he did.

After the training he called you to him and he took you to the locker room "I'm going to shower quickly, just wait for me here okay?" He told you and you nodded, he walked over to you and you took a few steps back until you hit the lockers. Then he leaned his head down and kissed you "Tiny little thing, will you come see me tonight? Could use your company before the fight, maybe do my bun for me?" He asked you and you stared at him for a good few seconds before you answered "I don't think I should" you mumbled and he smiled.

"That's what you said yesterday" he chuckled and you scrunched your forehead "I know, should have stuck to that"

"Indecisive" he mumbled and then he went inside the shower area. You're so hot and cold with him, you leave him as confused as he leaves you. And maybe he should just back off too, but would you let him? Or you'll come crawling back to him like he does with you. This push and pull game you were playing with him, he didn't want this to distract him today. He had to win this fight or they'll cut his pay.

Once he came out, he asked heimdall to drop you to your home, you thought he would drop you but you just told him that you shouldn't have met him yesterday, so what were you expecting.

He didn't call you, didn't text you, just like yesterday he backed off when you asked him to, and that's exactly Why it bothered you and that's exactly why you ended up in the crowd to watch his match, hoping for him to win.

Loki heard a knock on his dressing room, and it was heimdall "What's wrong heim?" He asked as he watched his concerned face "They have a surprise celebrity guest fighter against you today" Loki chuckled as he heard him

"Whosoever it is, he is losing today" he replied confidently

"Loki..it's him, it's Thor"

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firefly-in-darkness · 4 years ago

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Separation, Connection - [1/2]

Pairing →Bucky Barnes x Reader

Characters → Marvel Characters

Summary → Your friendship with Bucky deterioates when you catch him in a compromising position with a fellow agent.

Word Count → 2.3k

SSB2021 Square Fill → “God I hate you” - @star-spangled-bingo

AFG Square Fill → “What the fuck am I seeing?” @anyfandomgoesbingo

Warnings → 18+. Angst, Heartbreak, Jealousy, Swearing

Betas → @kalesrebellion // all mistakes are my own.

A/N → This one was sitting in my WIPs folder for ages, and after brainstorming with @writethelifeyouwant, this 2 parter was finished! Ps. I know I haven’t updated Worst Idea Ever in a while and I’m sorry - I’m just very stuck with it atm, the plot and majority of the story is planned out, I just can’t seem to fill in the blanks.

Firefly’s Masterlist

You and Bucky were close, and there was that little thin line between friendship and something more. Nothing had happened but, god, you had wanted it to. The secret crush you harboured for your teammate, your friend, had only grown over the years. Everyone thought you would be good together, commenting on how well you got along, that friendship was an important part of a relationship. Both of you rolling your eyes and laughing at their comments.

When you finally gathered the courage to tell him how you felt, you saw him with someone else. They were at the back of the training facility; the team were in a simulation of a terrorist attack on Paris and once the time on the training session was called, you stumbled across them.

They were just out of sight, hidden in a dark corner. And it wasn’t just a casual embrace. They were having sex, he was fucking her, hard, up against a wall. You froze at the sight of his bare bottom clenching with each thrust and the blissed-out look on her face. What the fuck am I seeing?! Heart shattered, you fled from the room without a sound, not wanting to disturb them or for anyone to see you crying.

It hurt too much to be as close to him after that, you consciously decided to withdraw from the friendship. Not going straight to him when entering a room or staying in bed instead of heading to the rooftop where you’d usually wander at five in the morning to talk with Bucky, putting the world to right.

And of course, Bucky noticed. It had been a week since you had joined him for a midnight chat in the kitchen. He was missing his best friend. He wanted to share his life with her, and she was nowhere to be seen unless someone else was in the room.

Bucky knew it was a bad sign when you chose to sit next to Wanda, not sandwiched between him and Nat, on movie night. He felt alone in a room full of friends, as they watched a film about a love triangle set in England. It was supposed to be funny, but Bucky didn’t hear the jokes, let alone the punchlines.

Nat had realised something was wrong too. She saw the dark circles under your eyes when you drained the coffee from the cup in the morning and the puffy redness from crying in the middle of the day. She had detested the way you and Bucky were before, it was like a pair of magnets drawn together, a connected ribbon, a gravitational pull. But now? Well, you were repelling within a few meters of one another, and she hated that even more.

“What did you do, Barnes?” Nat whispered harshly, eyes still on the film.

“Nothing.” Bucky looked over to you, sleeping with your head resting on Wanda’s lap.

“So why is Wanda looking at you like that?” She raised an eyebrow.

Bucky lifted his gaze, saw the fiery red eyes staring back at him as she stroked your hair, a soft red mist falling over you. He frowned at the Sokovian and tried to talk telepathically but she shook her head and looked back at the television.

On autopilot, you ran from your room to his bedroom door, knocking until the screams died down. Long ago, you’d learnt to not enter the room until he’d settled down, had the bruises to your neck and dealt with the guilt-ridden expression on Bucky’s face for weeks.

Pressing your ear to the door, you could hear Bucky moving about and slowly pushed it open so as not to startle him. A soft glow from the lamp at his bedside welcomed you in, he'd stacked his pillows against the headboard with his knees drawn up and resting his head in his hands.

“Hi, Buck. It’s me.” You spoke softly, his head and eyes shot up to meet yours.

You walked over and sat at the end of the bed, averting your eyes to the floor and fingers fiddling with the edge of a blanket, waiting for him to respond.

“What did I do doll?” He croaked, fingers running through his hair, his knees dropping down.

Your heart raced and you were certain he could hear the harsh thumps, but your voice remained steady, “It's nothing, just need a little time to process some things.”

“You normally come to me. What's different?” His voice was strained, thick with distress.

Standing up, you walked towards the window, arms wrapped tightly around your torso. You could feel his eyes burning into the side of your face, but you remained focused on the navy sky fading to blues and oranges with the sunrise.

“I can't this time Buck, I need space. I need space from you.” With each word, your heart fractured along the lines you’d attempted to piece together with being away from him.

“Get out then, just leave me alone.” His tone was now harsh, stronger than before.

“God, I hate you.” Without a final glance, you left the room. Your heart in tatters once more.

Once in the safety of your room, the sob heaved out of you. Bucky had disregarded you so easily, he let you go without a second thought. And you didn’t know what was worse; what you saw a week ago or what he just said.

Bucky finished his 76th lap when someone caught his eye. It was you. His best friend. The one he stupidly let go of. It had been three months since he'd told you to leave, and you hadn't gone back on his word.

Of course, Bucky was just as stubborn and hadn't approached you unless it was work-related. But there was something different about you. His eyes focused on the man you were standing with, and how you glowed, and Bucky just couldn't stand that you were feeling that way about a random recruit and not him.

“She used to look at you that way.” Wanda’s voice echoed in his head.

He scanned the field and found her figure leaning against a tree, shading herself from the summer sun and a book in hand. Bucky grabbed the small towel and wiped away the sweat, swigging his water bottle, then joined her on the grass.

“What are you talking about? She’s never looked at me like that.” He gestured towards you and the agent.

Wanda chuckled and shook her head, “You're not blind, or stupid, Bucky, she adored you. Still does, even though I wish she would get over you.”

His brow creased. “She wanted space, ended our friendship.”

Wanda’s eyes flashed red, “And you broke her heart.”

“Show me.” Bucky held out his hand, pleading with her, “I don’t know what I did wrong.”

“I can’t Bucky. It's private, she would never forgive me.” Wanda shook her head and placed her book in her lap, “I've seen what she's done to you, I'm not going to lose her too.”

Bucky sprang to his feet and kicked at the grass. “Then just tell me what you know. Just something?” He turned to face you, hands on his hips as he tried to think of what he’d done.

“Paris terrorist simulation,” Wanda stated without emotion.

Bucky turned around, seeing nothing but a neutral expression on her face. The simulation had been a success, the whole team had done well but he hadn’t seen you at the debriefing. Steve said you were exhausted and needed to rest.

“What about it?” asked Bucky.

“Don't deny it. I saw it, I felt it. She had no chance of blocking me from that pain.” Wanda stood up, eyes flickering red, “you and that agent. I thought you were better than that Bucky.”

“Shit.”

Bucky knew exactly what Wanda had meant before she explained. Shame coursed through him; he'd broken your trust by not telling you about the agent he’d been hooking up with. Honestly, he didn't want you to know, didn't want you to judge him for the flings he had. Subconsciously, he knew that was what your distancing was about because he hadn't seen her again or hooked up with anyone since.

All he wanted was you back in his life; he was going to make it happen.

Wanda smirked, shaking her head before walking ahead of him, “Best get a move on Barnes, she’s not thinking of him in a platonic way.”

Bucky’s jaw clenched and he strutted towards you, determined to get you back.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder and he could only hope you still felt the same way.

You couldn’t believe Bucky dared to pull rank on you in front of another agent. That he had the gall to do such a thing after he told you to leave him alone, how he betrayed your trust as a friend and unknowingly broke your heart.

You stormed down the blurry corridors as anger took the form of tears. Your whole body tense and determined to get away from the assassin on your tail. People parted like the sea as they saw your strut and scowl, you scoffed at their reaction and thought, this must be what it’s like to be Bucky on a mission. Using it to your advantage, you managed to pull someone by the arm and into the path of the Winter Soldier.

While you sprinted away, you glanced back and spotted Bucky helping the woman to her feet, apologising profusely and then realising it was the agent you had caught him with. Your blood boiled as you pushed through the door to the stairwell, it slammed against the wall and probably damaged it, but you didn’t care anymore.

It wasn’t until the breeze hit your face that you realised where you were. You’d come to the rooftop, the exact spot that you’d air all your worries with Bucky. It was the place you’d first bonded outside of the team.

A hand dragged down your face and your shoulders slumped. You spun on your heel, ready to escape when you stopped short. There he was, blocking the doorway. You groaned, of course, he knew exactly where you’d go even before you did.

“I just want to talk.” Bucky quietly spoke, a hint of a question in his tone but a statement all the same.

“I’ll scale down the side of this building if I have to.” You stepped back towards the edge.

Bucky growled and walked towards you, “would you quit being so stubborn and dramatic for one second?”

“Just leave me alone.” You threw his own words back at him, stopping him in his tracks.

At that moment, you could see that Bucky realised how hurtful those words were, but you weren’t going to console him anytime soon. He should suffer for how he spoke to you and for never attempting to speak to you until now.

Bucky slowly circled you towards the edge, his eyes focused on you while you turned in tandem following his moves. He reached the railing then settled down into a seated position, legs hanging over the side, his chest against the metal pole.

“Are you going to join me?” Bucky’s gaze now on the horizon.

With a roll of your eyes, you sat beside him, but at least a metre apart, you couldn’t get that close to him. He was too intoxicating, and your emotions were incredibly high, even if they were full of anger and hurt, and you didn’t trust yourself not to succumb to his charm.

“Are you going to talk then?” You sassed back at him.

“I’m sorry for what you saw. You shouldn’t have seen that.” Bucky didn’t hold back, “I was going to tell you, I just thought you’d judge me.”

“I’d judge you. For sleeping with a colleague. In the middle of a training simulation?” You scoffed, “You didn’t tell me about her. Or anyone else for that matter. Natasha filled me in on all your little late night rendezvous when I was on missions.”

“I didn’t mean to.” Bucky knew he’d not win this conversation and scrambled to bring it back onto his side, “you were away, and I needed something, someone.”

“So, you used them and used me too?” You glared at him.

“That’s not what I said,” Bucky seethed, annoyed at the way you were twisting his words but not surprised with the pain you felt.

You continued, ignoring his comment, unable to stop the words falling from your lips, “I gave you emotional support. Watched you cry yourself to sleep after a nightmare, held your hand when you had a panic attack during a mission.” You shook your head at him, “I just wasn’t good enough for the sex part.”

Bucky held your chin and pulled your face to look at him, “You mean more to me than that. I just didn’t know how you felt. If I’d had known-”

You jerked away from his touch, it felt too nice, it felt like home, but you weren’t ready to fall back into this friendship. He knew how you felt, and you weren’t ready for his rejection. You still needed your space.

Swiftly, you returned to your feet, brushing down your trousers and hands, “Thank you for your apology, but I can’t forgive you.”

Bucky stood up and watched you begin to leave, “I’ll do my best to make you see how much you mean to me.”

You paused in the doorway, but you had to be strong, to carry on walking away, you couldn’t let him hurt you again. It was time to move on.

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violet-knox · 4 years ago

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Hi, I would like to make a request but first I would want to thank you, regardless of whether my request is accepted, It really makes me so happy how you portrait and write for Severus, it means so much to me, I don't think I can thank you enough but thank you, thank you so much and about my request, if you can I would like to request a young Severus x reader sweet smut story with lots of tender, meaningful touches and words, he deserves so much to be loved and wanted and feel good about him.

Study Break

Pairing: Young!Snape x Female!Reader

Summary: Fed up with Severus studying for your N.E.W.Ts 24/7, you decide to give Severus a well deserved study break.

Warnings: Smut. Lots of smut (Oral sex, vaginal sex, hand job, fingering, humping, implied light dom/sub)

Word Count: 6061

A/N: Oh my anon! Thank you so much for your lovely words!! 😭😭 You are too kind and your ask made me smile every single time I read it from the first day I got it! I will truly miss having it in my draft box, but I’m very honoured to finally have written your request.

I think I’m beginning to get more comfortable with smut. I definitely need more practice but considering the word count of this one shot, I’d say there is definite potential. Hopefully I’ll eventually find the write style for me and we can get to the more.. raunchy stuff 😏😏😏

You watched Severus pick up what had to be the tenth set of books that evening, placing them next to the others on the table in your own little corner of the library with a thump. You sighed and set down your quill, your eyes so strained you weren’t sure if there truly were four towers of books around you or if you were just seeing double. Severus took a seat back beside you and resumed his quest to memorize every spell, every potion and learn everything there was to know about the Wizarding world. That’s at least what you’d convinced yourself that he was doing because no one in the history of time had to have studied for their N.E.W.Ts as intensely as he was currently claiming to do. Day after day, week after week, you’d walk up to find him with a book in his hand barely eating a thing as he made his way to the library. You were beginning to feel more like his overly concerned mother than his girlfriend and that really didn’t sit well with you. You were tired of having to force him to take breaks if only to eat and sleep. His health was important to you and it hurt to see him suffering so much for a grade.

“Sev, I can’t do this anymore,” you told him with a heavy sigh, your fingers rubbing your temple as you closed your eyes to try and regain your sanity. Severus snapped his head towards you, his eyes wide as he studied your posture. His heart beat rapidly, sweat trickling down his forehead as he anticipated your next words. “I think we need a break.”

His heart broke and he felt it fall to the floor, shattered in a million pieces. He’d always feared this day would come; the day you realized you couldn’t handle him anymore, the day you realized you deserved better than him. He could sense the tension, the frustration you felt these past couple of weeks as he buried himself in his studies to distract him from the truth. He’d used it as an excuse to escape this moment and found himself in a downhill spiral of denial and avoidance.

“F-from us?” His throat was so dry, he could hardly find the courage to speak, afraid that when he did, it would truly be over. He wanted to tell you he could do better, that he hadn’t been himself these past few weeks, letting his fear of losing you cloud his judgment, but he couldn’t find the strength to do it knowing you were right to ask for a break.

“From studying!” You lightly pushed his shoulder with a chuckle, a bit taken back by his assumption. Your smile slowly faded as concern returned to your face. Had this been why he’d thrown himself into all these books? Did he want to end things with you?

“I-I know (Y/N). I know I haven’t exactly been the best boyfriend lately and I truly am sorry for that,” he said, taking the second chance the universe had granted him to try and make things right with you. By Merlin’s grace, you hadn’t broken up with him and he knew if he was that scared of losing you, he had to do something to change how he was treating you. “But these exams, they will determine our entire future! They’re important!”

“You’re important Sev! You can’t keep pushing yourself like this,” you argued back, hoping to knock some sense into him and help him let go of whatever was driving him to act this way at least long enough to unwind a bit. “You need to take a break every once in a while.”

You smirked as you moved your hand from your lap to his, slowly sliding up his leg. Severus rose a brow at you, unsure about your advances until he felt you cup him over his trousers. His eyes widened as he jumped out of his skin, quickly grabbing your wrist and pulling your hand off of him, only to be reminded you were a Slytherin for a reason. With your free hand, you slipped two fingers beneath his trousers before he tore you away from him once more.

“What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?!” he asked in a hushed voice, his face burning red, hoping no one was around to see that smirk on your face while he was holding your wrists in the air like he was just about to push you against the bookshelves and claim the entire library as your own personal make out room.

You said nothing as you pressed your lips to his, smiling as you kissed him. Severus jerked back, but you were persistent, keeping yourself interlocked with him as he kissed back and finally began to ease up on the tension he held, slowly letting go of your wrist to lean into your kiss. He turned towards you and held you by the waist as you kissed him, your own hands subtly returning to his body. You did your best to distract him, one hand pulling on his tie as the other fell down to his lap. You could tell he’d lost himself in you as he usually did when he deepened the kiss, giving you the opportunity you needed to cautiously slither your fingers over his bulge. For a brief moment, you thought Severus had finally seen it your way and taken the chance to indulge in the moment when he moaned only to be stripped away from such hope as he broke your kiss and brushed your hand away.

“Severus, relax. No one ever comes to this corner of the library.” You needed him to trust you, to let you help him take a break for once because you weren’t sure how much more strain your relationship could take if he kept pushing you away like this, claiming the exams were more important. “Trust me and just let go.”

Severus found himself enchanted by your words, sweet whispers of lust and devotion, all meant for him and him alone. His eyes softened as his shoulders dropped, letting you place your hands over his arms, your lips trailing soft, sensual kisses along his jawline. He looked over your shoulder and down the only corridor leading to your forbidden corner, his hands holding your waist as you got closer to him. His gut told him to keep watch, worried you’d get caught and banned from the library forever, but his heart, his mind were with you and how good your lips felt against his skin, sucking on his neck, leaving small love marks as your fingers lost themselves in his hair.

His breath thickened, a small whimper escaping his throat as he gave into your seduction. With one hand firmly gripping your waist, the other slid up your side, resting on the side of your breast. You moaned with delight when you felt him accepting the idea of a well deserved break and pulled on his hair just enough to encourage him to continue. Eagerly, he cupped your breast over your uniform, kneading it in his hand as you continued your quest to ease his stress. With your free hand, you slowly slid it down his chest until you’d found the outline of his cock. Severus bucked into your hand as he squeezed your tender breast, feeling a spark ignite within him. He held himself back, suppressing the need to let go as he reminded himself where you both were.

It had been so long since he’d felt like this, free from the stress, from the pressure of school. It had been so long since he’d felt this close to you. Your relationship had never been defined so physically, neither of you relying on the sexual passion between you when it came to the love you had for one another. When you’d started dating, he knew he’d never let your relationship end up that way, partially afraid of his own physical abilities and partially as a reminder of why he fell in love with you in the first place. But he’d forgotten how good it felt to trust you completely, to let himself be yours for just a brief moment. He forgot how unwinding it was to mindlessly lose himself in your caring touches, your soft kisses and tender words.

“You’re so brilliant Sev,” you whispered to him between kisses, loving how he always fell apart at the compliments you’d give him in such heated moments. “You’re the most talented Wizard I know and I’m so proud of the person you are, the achievements you’ll make.”

You spoke like you were predicting the future, knowing all Severus needed was to realize there was someone who truly believed in him. He only ever threw himself into his studies like he did the past few weeks when he was feeling discouraged and abandoned. You’d hoped when you got together that he’d never feel that way again and it was true for the first two years. But it seemed the pressure of graduation and the idea of building a future affected him more than you’d realized and you didn’t notice until he’d buried himself in books and parchment.

You’d made yourself a promise that day you’d finally shared your first kiss, one you intended to keep now until the end of your days; you’d never let Severus feel alone or unappreciated again. And indeed, you’d kept that promise today as you felt him through his trousers, his mind completely off the need to study until he passed out. You could feel his arousal growing as he tightened his hold on you, feeling as much of you as he could until you found him pushing you off him once again.

For a moment, you thought you’d completely failed and was about to grunt in frustration before you saw him quickly packing up his belongings like the library had just been set on fire. You relaxed in your chair as you watched him so eager to pack up. Crossing your legs, you made no notion of leaving, getting his attention as he stopped what he was doing to stare at you.

“We’re going somewhere private,” he stated, throwing his bag over his shoulder as he wordlessly commanded you to pack up your own belongings. A part of you wanted to tease him, to lightly protest and claim you already were in private, but your own need for him had grown sufficiently and you couldn’t wait to unbutton his shirt and watch him pull off his trousers for you.

Pushing yourself to your feet, you gathered your things and let Severus take your hand as he marched out of the library. He looked so focussed as you both made your way after what felt like an endless amount of stairs. Neither of you knew where you were going, all your past adventures usually taking place in the boy’s dorm when no one else was around, but with exams coming up, students were scattered all over Hogwarts, every corner scattered with books and endless rolls of parchment as everyone studied. Finally, you made it to a floor that wasn’t swarming with people, walking down a hallway that became less and less occupied until you began to near the end. Stopping near a tapestry that depicted the attempt of Barnabad the Barmy to teach trolls ballet, you both looked around, trying to decide where to go, Severus making his choice first and pulling you with him as he started walking down the hallway which you knew would only lead to more classrooms.

“No Sev, let’s go this way,” you told him, tugging him back as you pointed to the corner you’d never explored before. Severus however didn’t agree with your decision, pulling you back towards the hallway.

“Are you mad? We’ll be lost for days if we go down there,” he claimed. You smirked, wondering if that was really so bad. It would at the very least give you both some privacy which is what you were currently looking for and if some tragic accident were to occur to his textbooks and they were tossed out the window, perhaps he’d finally take a proper break.

“Wait Sev look!” You pulled him back and stopped to look at the wall where a door had suddenly appeared. Severus looked at you in shock, swearing it wasn’t there a moment ago. He didn’t stop you as you went to turn the knob, opening the door to what looked like a bedroom stripped straight out of the honeymoon suite at a fancy hotel. A large king-sized bed was standing in the middle of the room against the back wall surrounded by a sheer silver curtain. Candles were the only source of light in the room, floating around the ceiling, lower than the ones in the Great Hall.

Without a second though, you ran inside, dragging Severus with you, closing the door once he’d entered. You put down your bag and looked around in awe, absolutely astounded that such a room existed in the castle. It felt surreal, like the room was alive, enchanted in some way to serve you in any way you pleased. Hogwarts was such an amazing place and you’d learned long ago never to take for granted what the castle had to offer, and this was no exception.

You walked over to the bed, shedding your clothing along the way. You dropped your robes and removed your shoes and socks before you pulled back the curtains and took a seat on the bed, smirking at Severus as you removed your tie. You sighed as you got comfortable, staring him down and kneeling on the bed with legs spread wide, slowly undoing the buttons on your shirt.

“(Y/N), don’t you think this is a little too-”

“Nope!” you protested before he could even think to finish that sentence. “Severus this is absolutely perfect and after these past few weeks, we both deserve some time off, just a few hours to relax. A release from all that stress.”

You shrugged off your shirt and tossed it to join the rest of your scattered belongings. Slowly you began to crawl to the edge of the bed, Severus hesitantly dropping his own schoolbag as he walked towards you. Your smile grew as you watched him remove his robes from off his shoulders. He took a seat beside you and began removing his shoes as you snuck up behind him and placed your hands on his shoulders. Slowly, you began to massage him, Severus leaning into you as he closed his eyes, smiling at how caring your touch felt. You watched him with content as he finally seemed at peace, nothing around him to remind him of the burden he’d created for himself, nothing but your love for him to fill the room.

Slowly opening his eyes, he looked up at you, returning your smile before you gently pressed your lips to his. You took your time with this kiss, your lips completely in sync as he lost himself in your soft lips, his hand buried in your hair as yours slowed their motions and wrapped around his waist and shoulder. Without parting, he kept his hold on you as he crawled backwards onto the bed, leaning back and letting himself go as you took control, throwing your legs over him and settling atop his lap. Severus moaned as he dropped his free hand over your leg, slowly slipping it under your skirt.

You finally parted, Severus pushing himself up as you sat, happily smiling at him. Tugging on his tie, you removed it from his neck before you helped him unbutton his shirt, quickly throwing it to the side, looking forward to the struggle of finding your clothing again when it was time to get dressed. Severus pulled you in by your waist as you pushed his hair over his shoulder, grinning with content before you began to pepper him with kisses. You pressed your lips everywhere you could reach as you buried your face between the crock of his neck, one arm thrown over his shoulder, your hand in his hair. Severus pressed you into him as much as he could, merging your bodies together before unclasping your bra, needing to feel as much of you as he could.

Briefly parting from him, you happily relieved yourself of your bra, wasting no time pressing your lips to his, your bare chest against his, hands wrapped around one another so tightly. You grinned against his lips as you shifted in his lap, feeling his hard cock strained against his trousers. He definitely wasn’t thinking about those exams now.

Breaking away, you slide your hand down his chest to feel him through his trousers, Severus leaning back as he let you explore him with a smile. He watched you intently as you moved off him and undid his belt, tugging on his trousers enough to release his shaft from its clothed prison. Your fingers gently wrapped around him, his breath held in anticipation, his heart raging against his chest as you slowly moved up his length only to stop at the head. You locked eyes with him, happily watching his torment as your thumb grazed his slit, smearing precum as you made small, slow circles.

“(Y/N),” he moaned as he bucked his hips in desperation. His voice was caught in his throat, his mind barely able to form a thought as you slowly began to slide your hand down your shaft, your grip on him so loose, taking your time and twisting your wrist along the way. “Please.”

His whispered plea, was a moment you immediately committed to memory, never wanting to forget how easily undone he became from your touch. You were pleased with yourself and your mischievous spur of the moment plan to help him relax, grateful it ended like this with him squirming beneath you for your touch.

“Please what?” you whispered back, keeping your pace steady as you waited for him to make his demands, knowing full well it didn’t matter what they were. You were in control and he was all too aware of that.

“F-faster.” You could tell he was holding back the temptation to try and take mastery over you like he always did, but it was suppressed by his need to let go, something you were rather grateful to see. If this were any other time, you knew he’d tease you back or do anything in his power to keep his pride and hide the fact he’d completely submitted to you. But the stress of the last few weeks had truly gotten to him more than you knew. It was clear to you that at times, he needed someone to take control, to help him steer through life, someone to show him he was loved, that he mattered and was worthy of such a pure thing.

Instead of adhering to his request, you dipped down and pressed your lips to the head of his cock, your tongue very gently licking up precum before you wrapped your lips around him. Severus became a moaning mess as you continued to tease him, taking your time as you sucked on the end of his cock. He bucked his hips in desperation, all his energy focussed on restraining himself, but he couldn’t help his growing need as you slowly stroked him, sucking him so gently.

Satisfied with the groans of frustration he let out, you took him into your mouth as far as you could manage. Severus fell back on the bed with a thump, fisting the bed sheets beneath him as you set a slow even pace, bobbing your head and gliding your tongue on the underside of his shaft. You listened to every sound that came out of his mouth, your panties dampening at how lustful his moans were, how much pleasure was seeped off his tongue from your touches. Increasing your speed, your hand stroking what your mouth couldn’t reach, you heard him coming completely undone, doing his hardest to stay in control, but it had clearly been too long since his last release.

“I-I’m close,” he barely managed to mumble as his cock twitched in your mouth. With a pop, you pulled yourself off him and immediately, he regretted trying to warn you at all. He groaned as you sat up and leaned over him, stroking his hair as he rolled tumbled down off the edge of his climax. You felt bad for denying him his release, knowing he so badly needed it, but you couldn’t let the evening end just yet. You were just getting started and by the end of it, you were sure Severus would thank you.

“What the bloody hell did you do that for?!” he blurted out, his eyes closed shut as he felt every muscle in his body tighten, his heart pounding so hard as he tried to focus on your fingers running through his hair rather than the agony he felt in his groin.

It tore at you to hear him so upset, guilt growing in your chest from the weight of his words. You thought perhaps it was a mistake to pull away, but it was too late now. All you could do was hope to make it up to him and eventually give him the release he so very much deserved. You said nothing, fearing no words could sooth him now. You focussed your attention instead on comforting him as you continued to stroke his hair, your lips finding his jaw as you desperately kissed him. His breath slowed, his muscles relaxing as he felt you pour out your love for him. Staying in that position, you waited until he’d completely eased his hold on you without exchanging another word.

Severus had almost wished he could spend the rest of the night cuddled in your arms, a small whine of protest slipping his tongue when you pushed yourself off of him. He watched you hop off the bed and begin searching the ground of your robes, removing your wand from them before setting it on the bed and smiling at him as you pulled on the waistband of your skirt. He found himself once again enchanted by you as you pulled down your skirt and panties, leaving you completely bare standing in front of him before you stepped forward and reached down to free him of the remaining clothing he had on. He felt that lustful spark reignited itself as you crawled back on the bed and watched you cast a protection spell before seating yourself in his lap, pushing him back to meet the soft cloud like pillows.

He let out a groan of bliss, his hands sliding up and down your legs as he enjoyed the light pressure of your hands over his chest, your eyes burrowing into his. You leaned down and kissed him passionately, your tongue gliding against his bottom lip before you found yourself fighting for dominance, Severus submitting rather quickly as you explored the inside of his mouth. You knew what he was anticipating, and though the guilt from before still lingered, your mission to keep the evening as lengthy as possible remained your top priority. It seemed however, that despite Severus’ willingness to give up control, he was hoping to push your buttons enough to bypass any further teasing and give him what he wanted. As you kissed, you felt his hands exploring your body, one finding itself over your breast, squeezing and tugging while the other lay over your thigh, his thumb pressed to your clit and running circles over your dripping slit.

You moaned into his mouth and felt him smiling in satisfaction, leading you to break the kiss in retaliation, grasping the hand on your thigh as you began rocking yourself over his hard cock. You slid across his length, eliciting a moan from him as his hands immediately went to your hips, pressing into them, urging you to go faster. You held back from giggling as you regained the upper hand, controlling his needs as your pussy rubbed against his cock.

“(Y/N),” he begged in desperation, his eyes shut as he threw his head back, his brows furrowed with frustration. You loved hearing your name spoken in such a needing tone; a tone you knew he’d only speak for you. Planting your hands on either side of his head, you stopped your motion all together, Severus wide eyed as he wouldn’t dare blink and miss a second of this moment, his heart pounding with anticipation for what you would do next.

Slowly slipping one hand down, you grabbed hold of his cock and lined it up to your entrance, slowly sinking down until you were completed seated on him, Severus moaning the whole way down as you held your breath. You both panted as you adjusted to the feeling, your warm dripping wet walls tight around him, his hard length filling you up to the hilt, fitting so perfectly inside you. Without warning, you began to move your hips, grinding yourself on him without pumping his cock, knowing it would drive him mad. Nothing could ever compare to the feeling of Severus filling you up as you rubbed your clit against his pelvis, the slightest movement sending waves of pleasure through you. But the first time you’d done this, Severus had flipped you over in frustration, pounding into you with such force and clearly that same thought crept to the forefront of his mind now as you continued to tease him, leading him to believe you were ready to spend the next ten hours prioritizing your pleasure before you’d consider letting him come. You continued to grind yourself until he couldn’t take it anymore, his grip on you so tight as he groaned in annoyance.

“(Y/N), please,” he moaned for you once more, pleading for you to ride him and send him over the edge. He’d always loved your smile, but in this moment, he could truly see the mischief behind it, and it frustrated him to no end knowing you had complete control over his pleasure and his ability to feel release wash over him.

“Please what Severus? You have to tell me what you want baby,” you said almost innocently, like you had no earthly idea what he could possibly want.

“Please ride me. Let me come.” His voice was barely above a whisper as he made his demands clear. He was rarely ever so direct, his feelings hidden behind a barrier it had taken years for you to break down and you couldn’t lie, it felt good to have him beg for you like this.

“All you had to do was ask,” you whispered with a smile.

Deciding he’d suffered long enough, you removed yourself from him, slamming your hips back down hard and fast. He’d been so good for you tonight, so compliant, even dragging you out of the library for privacy, earning him a well deserved reward. You began to ride him as fast and as hard you could, your breasts bouncing with every thrust, his moans filling the room as you panted from the friction between your legs. You felt the knot in your core tighten, threatening to snap as his cock reached deeper and deeper inside you with every thrust you made.

Severus couldn’t keep his eyes off you, his mind entirely focussed on the pulses of pleasure he felt every time you slammed back down on his cock. His eyes flickered between your breasts and the sight of you taking him so fully. One hand eventually slid back up your body to grip one of your breasts, enjoying the moans you gave when he twisted and teased your nipples. He let out his own groans as his line of sight dropped back down to watch his cock appear and disappear inside you. It didn’t take long for him to feel his release building up, electing to opt out of warning you in fear you’d deny him his much needed orgasm again.

It all happened so fast, Severus stopping his motions as he held your hips still, pressing them down on him, his cock pulsating inside you as he came. You were shocked and more than a little disappointed that your ride had been over so quickly, your own needs still not fulfilled as you watched him groan, his eyes closed, his release lasting longer than you’d seen before.

“Severus!” you shouted, playfully shoving his chest, the frown on your face was the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes. You removed yourself from him and sat back as he planted his elbows behind him, looking up at you. He felt guilt and sadness seep into his chest as his high died down. He’d never felt so good in his life, the release you gave him one he was sure to remember but was it worth it if you were to be upset with him for not following the unspoken rules of the bedroom?

“I-I’m sorry,” he said, almost choking on his words, hoping you felt the sincerity in his apology. He knew it was wrong to have focused on his pleasure, neglecting yours, but in the moment, his cock begging for release, it was all he could think of. Grabbing hold of your thighs, he took you by surprise as he flipped you over, hovering over you as he stared deep into your eyes, apologizing with everything he had. “I can make it up to you.”

“You better,” you whispered, that warm look he gave you melting away any resentment you had towards him. His eyes always carried so much weight with them, reflecting a much older age than the rest of his body and you absolutely loved them. They were always the one thing that helped you decipher is emotions while charming you in times like these, coaxing forgiveness from you. Resistance was always futile, but you tried anyways, tried to remember not to let him off so easy, to make him earn forgiveness. Yet even in this moment, you found yourself completely enchanted by him, knowing if he asked to head back to the library right now, you’d oblige against your own wishes.

You carefully watched him as he slowly leaned down, his lips meeting your chest, planting a kiss between your breasts before circling each one; a kiss placed on every side. You arched your back into his touch, your hands gripping his hair as your head was thrown back, your eyes closed. A cloud of lust enveloped you as he continued his path down, leaving a hand over your breast, very gently squeezing. Severus focused his full attention on you and the sounds you offered him as his lips found your hips, a kiss placed on each of them before he planted a final one right above your clit. You moaned with desire, your hips bucking before he used his free hand to hold you down.

Severus couldn’t help but tease you as you did to him earlier, his tongue barely grazing your swollen clit as he sucked on your skin before slowly moving down. As he began to taste you, he pulled back and gave a light lick from your entrance to the end of your clit, the gasp you gave him exciting him further. Letting go of your breast, he hooked his arms beneath your thighs, lifting you up enough to give him full access as he began to lap up all the juices that had flown out of you, your moans music to his ears. Severus had only eaten you out once before, the pleasure you felt that day something you’d never forgotten, but this felt so different. He was more experienced and determined this time, he was confident as he sucked and licked your clit, his tongue teasing your entrance.

Every lick sent shivers through your body, your core aching for more when his tongue began to prod you. You felt his nose press against you, grinding into your clit as he pressed his tongue inside you. It didn’t feel nearly as fulfilling as his cock, but you loved the feeling he gave you now as he pumped his tongue in and out of you, flicking every which way as he pressed his thumb to you the nub between your folds. He ran circles in sync with his pumps and you couldn’t help but try and grind into him despite his hold on you.

“More,” you moaned desperately, feeling a knot form as he moved his lips back up to suck on your clit. He pressed two fingers to your entrance and easily slipped them in, pumping you hard and fast. You moaned with every push, every lick of his tongue sending waves of pleasure through you, his fingers long enough to reach deep inside you. Hooking them as he pulled back out, you couldn’t help but squirm beneath him, that knot you felt threatening to snap with every move he made.

Burying your fingers deeper into his hair, you gripped him tightly, eliciting moans of his own as he fastened his pace, wanting to feel you cum around his fingers, your juices spilling out of you more and more as he continued to please you. The faster he went, the more you could feel your release building up, bringing you closer to the edge, your nipples so hard, your clit throbbing from the stimulation. It only took a few more pumps to find your release, your insides exploding with pleasure as your walls collapsed around his fingers, his tongue lapping up all your juices. He slowed his pace and helped you ride out your high until your groans of satisfaction turned into soft, satisfied moans. He licked his fingers with a hum of his own, smiling as he crawled back up to you, kissing your lips and letting you taste yourself on his lips before rolling over to lay beside you.

“Have I been forgiven?” He whispered with a smirk as you rolled over to meet his eyes with yours. You smiled in return and let out a soft sigh. Once again you found yourself completely enchanted by the look he gave you, so desperately needing your approval, to know he’d done right by you and repented for his mistake.

“Always,” you whispered back to him as you brought a hand up to brush his hair away from his face. Severus gently captured your hand in his as you brought it down to his cheek, pressing it against his skin as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the afterglow surrounding you both in the magic room made just for you.

“Good,” he mumbled under his breath, unable to bear the thought of disappointing you. He was beyond happy in this moment, your relationship feeling stronger than ever before, thankful you’d pushed him to let off some steam and take a break from studying. He was so beyond lucky to have you, he couldn’t imagine living a day without you and your care for him. “I love you.”

His eyes were so soft when he opened them again, whispering those three little words to you as he gave you the first genuine smile you’d seen from him in a while. You could tell he was content, that he hadn’t regretted running away from his studies with you and wasn’t thinking about leaving any time soon. Silence fell around you as you finally found him at peace with himself, a balance struck between self-care and responsibilities. Of course, you’d always be there for him to help when the scales tipped over, but for now, you took tonight as a win, a step towards your future together.

“I love you too,” you whispered back, letting the room settle as your hand dropped to his chest. You cuddled into his side, his arms wrapped around you with so much love for you. No more doubts lay between you, nothing but trust and love remained in this room that you hoped would only be a template for your future, one where you shared a bed every night and a life every morning.

A/N: I’ve used the room of requirement before in the past for plot convenience and I really need to find new and creative ways to give them privacy 😅

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bruhstories · 4 years ago

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Choke Me

Summary: Reiner can’t comprehend why you won’t have sex with him. You help him understand Pairing: Reiner Braun x Fem!Reader Warnings & Content: language, dom!Reader, sub!Reiner, oral sex (female receiving), whipping, unprotected sex, tied up Reiner Word Count: 1.7 k

A/N: You know what, I'm thriving off of sub!Reiner.

It absolutely baffled Reiner how someone like Annie was such good friends with someone like... you. He didn't mean it in a bad way, it was just too strange that the two of you were so close, yet complete opposites of each other. Annie was a tomboy, silent and calculating, you were dressed in pink from head to toe, loud and outgoing and just so adorable. And you completely ransacked his heart. Reiner was utterly in love with you, and you knew it. So, when he mustered up the courage to ask you out, it did not come as a surprise. In fact, you too crushed on him, and every time you were at their place, your eyes drifted to him, always, all the time. The two of you clicked instantly as a couple, and Reiner could only wonder how on Earth were you single until him, going so far as to asking Annie about your love life and with widened eyes, she hastily dismissed him. See, the thing was that you, despite your bubbly and juvenile personality, were a sick, sadistic dominatrix, and boys were terrified of that. While you usually donned clothing in pastels, flowy dresses and chiffon blouses, half of your closet was filled with garters, suspender belts, corsets, some in the deepest shades of red, others black, materials varying from lace to latex. Whenever you had a guy over and pulled out whips, riding crops or ball gags, they would disappear from the face of the Earth, never evercalling you back. Annie knew this about you but never judged. To each their own, she would say, not exactly caring about your kinks. But she wouldn't know how Reiner would react to that, and while intrigued to find out, she didn't want you two to break up either. Deep down she cared about all of her friends, despite the aloof attitude.

Three months into your relationship, you still politely declined Reiner's offers to have sex. He was incredibly sweet, treating you like a princess, and in return you were supportive and caring, but fearing that he, too, might run away after learning about your kinks, you kept finding excuses to deny him. At one point he even asked you if you have some sort of STD, genuinely concerned but promising to still be with you no matter what. You promised you were clean, but that only made him more curious as to why you wouldn't have him. 'You're not attracted to me?' or 'Am I doing something wrong?' were his usual questions and your heart broke in thousands of pieces each time you refused him. He seemed like the kind of man who dominated in bed, and while you were inclined to switch it out sometimes, you always, always had to have it your way the first time you fucked a guy.

Eventually Reiner couldn't take it anymore. He called you, begged you to explain yourself to him and you ceased to try and keep him away from the carnal pleasure you both desired. You invited him over, offering to cook dinner and disclose what you had managed to hide for so long. He popped at your door with a bouquet of daffodils, matching the honey-yellow apron tied around your waist, his eyes were needy and woeful, still believing it's his fault that you two haven't had sex yet. He kissed you on the lips, starving for more, but you pulled back, opting to discuss things first.

"So," you began, legs crossed under the table and anxiously swirling spaghetti with your fork, "I... shit, I don't even know how to say it."

"Y/N, whatever it is, I promise it won't change what I feel for you." Reiner caressed your cheek so gently that you felt sorry for dragging him into this.

"I think it's best if I show you." You got up, took hold of his hand and guided him into your bedroom. The chamber perfectly reflected your personality, with garlands and fairy lights hanging from the ceiling, doodles and drawings taped to the walls and stuffed toys bundled up on your baby blue bedsheets. "You better sit down for this, babe."

"Jesus, how bad can it be?"

With a sigh, you swung open the closet door, revealing the strangest of sex toys, erotic lingerie and high heeled footwear. Reiner erupted into laughter, throwing himself on your bed and holding his abdomen.

"Why exactly are you laughing?" Your voice was serious, dangerous almost, your body lacking a reaction.

"You're telling me you didn't wanna have sex because, what? You're into BDSM?"

"I don't think you get it, Reiner. I'm not just into it, I like dominating men." You frowned, taken aback by his attitude. He perked his ears up and sat up, suddenly attentive, his gaze locking with yours.

"Do you want to dominate me?" The blond asked, unsure of what it would feel like, but inquisitive to try.

"If you'll let me, yes." You bit your lip, fingers smoothing the apron.

"Fuck it, if it makes you happy, I'll let you do whatever you want to me." Reiner declared, palms on his knees. "Do I need a safe word?"

"Not tonight, I'll go easy on you." You beamed, eyes glistening with so much joy and he almost regretted his decision.

Almost.

Tied up, naked and helpless, Reiner could only watch how you strutted into the bedroom, latex corset around your waist, tits out, riding crop in hand.

"Shit, you look so-" crack.

The thin object met with his cheek and he groaned in pain, confusion written all over his face.

"You speak when I allow it, understood?" And he nodded desperately. "Good boy. Maybe if you behave, I'll reward you."

It was then when Reiner realised how easily his dick hardened when he submitted. It was then when he realised how much he loved you.

You dragged the crop across his body, goosebumps all over his skin, before you propped one foot on the bed, spreading your legs and exposing your wet cunt to him. You could've sworn you saw his pupils dilating when your fingers barely touched the slick slit.

"You want this, Reiner?"

"Yes!" The man almost cried out, licking his lips. Crack. Another hit, this time over his thigh and he whimpered — the sound was music to your ears.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, please!"

"That's better." You hummed, slightly spreading your folds, foot still on the bed. Your middle finger rubbed around your clit, a quiet moan escaping your lips. "Tell me how much you want it!"

Pulling at his restraints, Reiner sighed. Never has he felt so overpowered, but the pleasure he took from it was slowly seeping in his brain, clouding his judgment.

"I need you, Y/N. I need to feel you so bad, please!"

"You gotta earn it first." Voice aggressive yet seductive, you climbed on top of him, feet at the sides of his head. "Lick it good and I'll reward you. Do a bad job and I'll punish you." And before he could utter a word you were straddling his face. His tongue sloppily licked everything it could, in or around your cunt, and you forcefully grabbed the metallic bedframe with one hand, your other one fondling your soft tits. Your moans echoed in the room as you moved your hips for more friction, your breath hitching, his cock twitching. "Atta boy!" You groaned and slid off of him.

"Did I do well?" Reiner asked, hope glistening in his eyes.

"Very well." You snickered and pressed your lips onto his to taste yourself in a sinful kiss.

"Can I get my reward?" The man asked after you pulled away, a mixture of saliva and slickness at the corners of your mouth.

"Oh, I don't know..." You scrunched your nose.

"Please, Y/N! I've been good, I- I need you around my dick, please!" He begged, not even caring how desperate he sounded and that only made you feel like a goddess. You picked up the riding crop and dragged it up and down his shaft, terror in his eyes.

"I wonder how much it would hurt." You mused, head tilted and mischief in your voice.

"No, no, you said it was good! Please don't punish me-"

"Oh, don't be stupid." You rolled your eyes, climbing back on top of him. "I need that dick as much as you do." And with that, your hand helped push his cock in between your folds, painstakingly slowly taking it all in. "Fuck, you're big."

The sound of skin against skin tickled your brain, your hips moving up and down, your cunt clenching around his throbbing member.

"Please..." Reiner groaned.

"Please what?" You threw your head back, the pressure forming in your core making you moan louder.

"Please choke me!" He asked and you almost stopped moving, taken aback by his request.

"I'm beginning to think you like being dominated, love." You grinned, your fingers lightly squeezing his neck.

"God, you're so tight!" The man bucked his hips, the unexpected thrust earning a whimper out of you. "Harder, choke me harder!"

"Fuck, Reiner!" The grip around his neck tightened and your moves became frantic, animalistic. "You like that? You like the way I fuck you?"

"Mhm!" He eagerly nodded, unable to speak.

"Look at you, so small and pathetic." You panted, feeling your climax close and his cock pulsating. "Oh, are you gonna come? Go on, do it, come for me!" You cried out, legs violently quaking as the sticky hot liquid dripped out of your folds, down his shaft. For a moment neither of you moved. You looked at Reiner through strands of Y/H/C that draped over your face, beads of sweat glistening on your forehead. Your hands extended and you untied the ropes around his wrists, falling next to your boyfriend on the mattress, cum leaking out of your cunt.

"Do you still... love me?" You whispered, your voice shy, completely different to the woman you were five seconds ago.

"Babe, of course! And to be fair, it was so hot submitting to you." Reiner pulled you to his chest, fingers brushing your cheek. "Say, think we can switch it up next time?"

"Nope!" You smiled and rested your forehead on his shoulder.

"Eh, at least I tried." The man shrugged. "In all seriousness, though, don't hide things like these from me. If this is what you like then I respect that, Y/N."

Your heart fluttered in your chest. Most boys ran, but Reiner was a man, and he was clearly going to stay.

"Maaaaybe we can switch next time. But only if you behave!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

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teebarnes · 3 years ago

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✨ | A Bad Day

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!reader

Summary: You had a bad day at work and Bucky knows that, so takes this chance to brighten your bad day.

Word Count: 2k

Warning(s): Fluff, crying... I think that's about it.

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Locking the door behind you, you lean yourself against your door, sliding to the floor. Tears flowing down your face, you pike your knees up you to the chest, wrapping your arms around them. It was another one of those awful days at work, your face hidden in the nook you made. You slowly sobbed to yourself, trying to express the bad day you had quietly into your house as if it could listen.

The quietness of your rural home thickened the sound of your tears; you sigh deeply into your knees, attempting to catch the breath you longed for. Then, calming yourself, you wipe the tears with the end of your jumper before hearing your phone ring. A few sniffs holding the fact you were crying, you check your phone to see it was your best friend calling.

"Yellop", you softly chime to your best friend on the end of the other line. You can hear an audible laugh. "Yellop doll, how was your day?" The voice you always long to hear at the end of your days. "U-usual", you softly chocked out before continuing ", how about you, old man? How was your day?" You giggle slightly at your remark.

A long pause extended your conversation with him before he broke the silence with a soft laugh through his nose, "usual, same since we last spoke", you smile, getting up, taking the conversation to your couch. Hearing his voice had taken away any sadness you had before you even picked up the phone. "Hey, I'm coming over. I need your help," he says, which piques your interest.

"What does a 107-year-old man need my help for? I'm sure you have all the life experience you need," you joked; Bucky gasps ", ouch, my feelings… they're hurting because of you", he laughs, causing the two of you to roll your eyes at each end of the line. "May I ask what you need help with?" You sat up from the couch, eagerly waiting for his reply.

A steady silence homed their conversation for a few seconds "a date y/n… there is this beautiful woman I want to ask on a date." He sighs.

Your face drops slightly, tears rushing down your face again like the ones before. Quickly wiping the tears, you answer, so Bucky doesn't worry "a date, huh? Since when do you socialise" you half-laughed to yourself sadly. "well�� doll. You see, I don't if I'm honest," you both laugh, waiting for him to continue. "But… she is amazing, beautiful, the most incredible person I've met", he boasts to you over the phone.

You couldn't help but wallow in your thoughts for a bit, wishing that it were you he was talking about. But you knew that you two were just made to be the best of friends; despite how you felt towards him, you knew he could never feel the same. It took you a while to collect yourself when Bucky spoke again, breaking your train of thought. "Doll?" Your eyes focus again on your surroundings, coming back to the reality that you wanted to run away from right then and there. "Doll, are you there?" He asks again; you clear your throat "yes! yes… sorry, yes I am." You coughed.

"I am happy for you, Buck! She will be so lucky to have you." You stand up from the couch walking into your kitchen. "I am the lucky one, actually…" he replies softly. You smile at his reply only to realise the context of the conversation before answering back to him, "Well… are you sure you need my help? I feel you have all of that covered. I don't think I could be of much help to you, Buck." You held the phone between your shoulder and your ear as you opened the fridge up to check what was for dinner tonight. "I most certainly do doll. You are a vital part to getting this right," he excitedly says; you could never turn him down.

Even after being his friend for over ten years, you still couldn't say no to him. "Geez, Bucky, you really are serious… I'll have you know, though. I haven't had a boyfriend since I met you, so I'll only be able to give you basic pointers," you laugh to yourself. "Doll, don't worry about it… as long as you're there, that's all I need." He swoons. You couldn't help but laugh, "see, buck, with that attitude, I think she will say yes." You lightly say, "plus, have you asked Steve? I'm sure he has better advice to give," you question. "Yeah, I did… no help there", he laughs.

"Okey dokes, well I'm going to take my shower n stuff… you've got a key so you can let yourself in, alright?" You say, continuing to push through the built-up tears and emotions that halted at your throat. "Okay, doll! See you shortly," he says "see ya, Buck" you smile, hanging up.

Not knowing it, but your world fell before you; you didn't want to lose Bucky to a woman he hasn't even told you about. Then again, you cared for his happiness, that is what he needed after all the trauma he had been put through. You shook off the tears sucking up the pain into your stomach, heading to take a shower.

Bucky’s POV

"How do I tell her, Steve?" Bucky groans, pacing around the living room, "I love her so goddam much, but I am afraid to lose her. What if she doesn't like me and only sees me as a friend-"Bucky is cut off by Nat, who is sitting on the other side of the couch reading a book. "Bucky, I am going to slap some sense into you soon. She is head over heels for you." She sighs, getting up to leave the room. Bucky continues to pace again, with Steve closely watching.

"Ask her on a date Buck. Go from there," Steve lightly says, leaning back into his seat. "Hey doll, I know we've been best friends for ten years now, but I just wanted to let you know that I've fallen in love with you since the day we met", he frustrates into the palm of his hands. Steve chuckles a bit, "sounds about right", he snorts. Bucky wide-eyed to his oldest friend. "Ahaha, so funn-" he is cut off with a buzzing in his left pocket.

Reaching in, he picks it up "oh, it's just Sam" he rolls his eyes, answering, "what's up, Sam?" Sam sighs "have you talked to y/n recently?" He asks, which immediately makes Bucky furrow his eyebrows "no, why? Has something happened?" A pause before Sam speaks, "Can you check on her, please. She had a rough day at work. I have a feeling she is not at her best at the moment." Bucky's eyes dull hearing that the woman he's in love with is sad "okay, on it. Thanks for letting me know, Sam", he let out a sigh. "I've given her the week off, but please check." He sternly asks. "You have my word Sam" Bucky hangs up, turning to Steve.

"She had a bad day at work…" he frowns before plopping himself on the couch. "Well, buck, this may be a good opportunity to take her out on a date? Or even have a sneaky film night?" He stands up, patting his friend's shoulder. Bucky gives a slight grin, nodding, "Thanks, pal".

Steve walks out of the room, leaving Bucky alone with his thoughts, "okay okay okay, I can do this, I can do this." He hypes himself up, taking his phone pressing your contact that he had on speed dial.

"Yellop" Bucky hears on the other end of the phone; he couldn't help but melt to the sweetness of your voice. It was one he loved so much. It wasn't unusual to call each other; it was a religious routine for the both of you. If one didn't call, the other would. But this time, it was different; Bucky was nervous; it has taken him ten years to work up the courage to ask you out. But he still couldn't, not without seeing your face, not without being able to hold you as he said he loved you and not without comforting you first. He knew you didn't want to burden him with your troubles, so he took it upon himself to make up an excuse just to see you.

After the call, Bucky knew that you'd been hiding your emotions just to have your usual conversation with him. He felt even guiltier when he went on and on about you but never had the guts to tell you that he was talking about you.

Bucky packed a night bag from his room, packing it onto his motorbike before making his way to the local supermarket that was on the way to your house.

He picked up some of your favourite snacks and a bunch of your favourite flowers, securing them on his bike before riding to your house. Then, turning his bike off, he left it parked in your garage, heading inside. He closed the door behind him, walking into the kitchen laying the snacks on the table before heading down the hall into your room. He could hear the shower running and knew you were still in there.

He could hear you singing a soft melody of your favourite song; Bucky smiled, took his shoes off, and set them at the door in the hallway. Bucky flopped onto your soft bed with the flowers he had for you hidden on the bedside away from the bathroom door so you wouldn't be able to see them when you'd come out.

Finishing your shower a few minutes later, you wrapped your hair in a towel. Drying yourself and popping on your oversized henley, the same one Bucky had given you all those years ago when you had nothing to wear the first time you slept at his. You put some undies on and Van's socks. Using the dryer to dry your hair, you fitted your thick hair into a messy bun with your black scrunchy. "Alright", you took a deep breath before heading out to see Bucky lying on your bed.

"Oh, Buck! Hey," you smiled at him. His head was comfy on the bedsheets; he turned to see you, a bright smile upon his face. "Hey, doll," he noticed straight away that you weren't wearing any pants, something he was used to but not used to at the same time. You'd always make a fuss over going to bed with pants on; you hated wearing pants to bed. So you just opted for socks. "So", you sigh, flopping on the bed next to him. "Who is the girl?" You asked, turning your body to the side facing him. He chuckled, rolling over the edge of the bed, coming back to meet you, your favourite flowers in his hand; you both were face to face.

"You"…

You look at him, jerking your face back a bit in surprise but totally melting seeing the flowers. "M-me?" You reply; Bucky smiles, brushing the hair from your face nodding, "It's always been you y/n." His arm caressed your cheek, and you couldn't help but rest yours on his. You kissed the inner of his hand before taking the flowers leaving them on the bedside table.

"You know how long I've wanted to tell you that I love you" you smiled almost in tears; wrapping his metal arm around your waist, Bucky pulled your body close to his "And you know how long I've wanted to say the exact same thing" he rested his head against yours "I am in love with you y/n, I've loved you ever since I met you". You sniffled, cupping his cheek before leaning in, kissing his chapped lips; he leaned into him, kissing back "and just when I thought I was going to have to let you go, you prove me wrong," you chuckled through your tears.

He chuckles with you. "I couldn't tell you on the phone. I had to be here. Plus, Sam told me you had a bad day, so I wanted to be with you." You smiled, giving him the biggest hug. "Thank you, Buck. Thank you for doing this" he kissed the top of your head.

"You're welcome, love", he smiled.

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cocobutnochanel · 4 years ago

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Brother | 18+

Genre: smut, slight fluff, discharged!Kyungsoo

Characters: Do Kyungsoo x Reader (oc: female)

Summary: Heartbreak makes you do crazy things like getting drunk with your friends and letting yourself loose. But with Do Kyungsoo back in town, letting yourself loose was a wrong move.

Warnings: alcohol intake, smoking, profanity, mature themes, sex scenes, one night stand

Kink List: drunk sex, unprotected sex, oral (male & female receiving), boob fetish, clothes destruction fetish, creampie, one night stand

Word Count: 2.5k+ words

Authors Note: Soo is finally discharged and this AU was inspired by it!

"Fuck." You mutter a curse under your breath when you feel your lungs constrict and your vision blur. "Where the hell is Chanyeol?!" You hiss when another pang hits your head.

You were slightly drunk and you were at a stranger's house. Break-ups were never nice to you which was why you needed breaks like these. Chanyeol brought you to a classmate’s house who was having a large house party for the football team's victory. You were here with your cheer team too but this would've been more fun if you came along with Jongdae and Minseok.

As if on cue with your thoughts, you hear Dae's voice. "Y/N! Yeol said you'd be here!" You see him walk inside the crowded kitchen you were in.

"Daedae! Mini!" You slurred, making him and Minseok laugh. "You were having all the fun alone, huh?" Minseok teases you which you respond with a grimace. "He's here.." You were sick to the stomach at the thought of your ex again.

Junmyeon was a nice guy. He was the best boyfriend to you even. You had bo idea what went wrong that he suddenly broke up with you. But that was the thing with good boys, they will mess you up good because you never saw what you were getting in the first place. You'd think it's all rainbows and cuddles. It's not, Junmyeon proved you that.

Minseok gives you a red cup with booze inside as his way of comforting you. "Thanks." You wink at him and at his attempt of cheering you up.

"If I didn't know better, I'd be mad at Chanyeol for leaving you alone but I know he's probably making out with the house owner." Jongdae sighed, looking at you with pitiful eyes. "I'm okay, Dae. Y'all can hook up all you want but please drive me home after." You laugh at him.

"Who's the house owner?" You ask him, remembering what he just said. "You don't know? He was your lab partner in bio." Ah! Now, you remembered. It was Baekhyun, the golden boy. He was a guy like your ex, Junmyeon: straight As, student-athlete and school councilor. They were the kids your parents compared you to and you paled in comparison.

You couldn't imagine your friend, Chanyeol, being with a guy like that. He was perfect, Chanyeol fucked whoever he liked. "Calm down. They're hooking up, not getting married." Minseok said before your drunken thoughts ran further in your head.

"God, why did I drink so much?" You ask them with a wince. Jongdae only sighed and looked at you with eyes full of pity once again.

"Stop with the pity, we came here to party." Minseok rolls his eyes at Jongdae and drags you two out of the kitchen and into the dancefloor.

The stench of beer and sweat clouded the air. The music was loud, making your head pang but your hips swing. Jongdae puts his arms around you and Minseok as you swam through the crowd with heads bobbing to the beat. It was a feeling you knew but longed for. The drunken euphoric feeling. It made you forget your ex was even here.

"Wooh!" Minseok hoots while dancing to the music that was deafening yet comforting at the same time. You match his energy and let yourself loose. It has been a while since you've been this free.

You feel the alcohol get to you. You had the sudden urge to get out and breathe.

You eye Jongdae who was having a good time with Minseok. "I'll just get some air.." You point outside and they just nod.

You make your way through the dancing crowd and find the main door. You walk out and finally, you have the oxygen to inhale. "Ugh.." You groaned, cracking your neck.

Walking to the front porch, you see a number of partygoers here too. Just like you, they needed air too. You spot an unfamiliar man with a bottle of beer in his hand. You wouldn't have the courage to approach him if you were sober but you weren't. The booze Minseok brought have officialy kicked in and it's giving you confidence.

It was dark but it was obvious that he was handsome and buff. "Hey, I don't know you." You stupidly greeted him, making him laugh heartily. Doe eyes, heart-shaped lips, defined jaw, thick eyebrows. He wasn't just handsome, he was a lot of it!

"I feel the same." He jokingly answered you when you neared him. You mentally curse yourself at how dorkish you approached the good-looking guy. "What I meant was you're probably not from our school?" You tried to explain and he nodded.

"I'm long out of school, kid." You snicker at his nickname for you. It's not like you're a literal child! You were a senior and nineteen now. He talked like he was 70 too, when in fact, he looked barely 20.

He notices your sneer and he laughs again. He offers you his free hand and your eyes widen at that. "Kyungsoo." He says his name with a glint in his eyes. A naughty one, at that.

"Y/N." You shyly answered, taking his hand too. "Smoke?" He shows you a box of cigarettes and you shake your head at that. "I'm still buzzed." You smile at him and he nods, taking a stick to his lips.

He lights it singlehandedly and starts sucking some of it in between his lips. "What's a grown man doing at a high-school party?" You jokingly jeered at him, trying to get back at him with the 'kid' nickname.

"Picking up my brother." He chuckles in between puffs. "Isn't your brother a senior like me? Can't he go home himself?" You pry further. "Strict parents." He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.

You nod at what he said, running out of things to say. You really haven't seen him around despite your neighborhood being small. But you guessed it was because he was older and people around here left after high-school.

"Why are you out here?" He asked out of nowhere, cigarette still in his fingers. "Needed air." You breathe out and look at the empty sky above you.

"Wanna get out of here?" He says, tapping on his cigarette stick. You were surprised by his offer. It wasn't that you were unattractive but you didn't sleep around. You weren't the type to be asked to things like these.

He chuckles lightly at your shocked face. "What? You're gonna stare at my face the whole night?" He jokes, sucking his cigarette in for the fourth time. You didn't know what was taking over you but you knew you couldn't stop it. You were drunk and you were feeling a little hot. This handsome man wasn't helping either.

You inch towards him, the moment he breathes out smoke. You get on your tiptoes and kiss his perfectly plump lips, tasting nicotine and alcohol on them. Like him, it was addicting. The kiss was addicting.

You suckled on his bottom lip causing him to hold onto your neck. You hear him moan against your kiss and you smile at that. To tease him, you get back to your original height and stop kissing him.

"It's bad to tease a deprived man." He eyes you and the skimpy hot pink silky dress you were wearing. "Deprived?" You laugh at him. "I just got discharged." He smirks which surprised you. He was from the military? That explains why he's buff.

Unable to stop yourself, you get on your tiptoes to meet his lips once again. This time, he responds with much more fervor.

He throws away his cigarette stick and grabs your face in place with both hands. You groan against his touch as his fingers roam around the sides of your body. His touch drove you crazier and braver.

Without breaking the kiss, he guides you to his car and lets you inside. After a minute or two, he distances himself and starts walking to the driver side.

Your lips instantly felt the absence of his touch and it drove you nuts. You wanted him, all of him, now. The car roars to life as he started pulling out of Baekhyun's driveway.

"Weren't you supposed to pick your brother up?" You ask despite the growing hunger inside you. "He's a senior, he can go home himself." He smirks, mocking your question earlier.

You smile amusingly at how he's so charming. Well, he charmed his way into your pants in less than ten minutes. What did you expect?

The hunger inside you pushed you to be braver. You never did anything like this inside a car but you guessed there was always a first for everything. You bent down which surprised him.

You unzipped his pants and his 8-inch member sprung to life when you let it peek from his boxers. He was hard after one kiss? Well, he was right. He was indeed deprived. The reddish tip looked swollen as it twitched in your hands, begging you take it in.

Lust took over you and you let your tongue roll off its head. You hear Kyungsoo groan and it drives you crazier than you already were. You gather your hair and hold it yourself since he was driving. Your head bobbed up and down as your lips enveloped his cock.

"Holy shit." He speeds down the street as you let your tongue swirl around the erection. You smile as your tongue ran around it, making it harder for him to control.

His hips bucked as you taste his precum oozing. Salty, bitter but satisfying, you thought. He finally pulls up into a garage and the car stops humming.

He puts his pants back in place and drags you out of the car, his lips meeting yours as soon as you step out. "Jump." He growled. You obey him and interlace your thighs against his torso. He carries you inside the house and up to his room without breaking the kiss.

His hand rested on your bottom, alighting an unknown flame inside you. He throws you onto his bed and hovers above you after. You squirmed under his lustful eyes. You knew you wanted more. You wanted him.

You were on some unknown high the moment he tore your silk dress apart effortlessly. His eyes skimmed over your body like a beast eyeing his prey carefully and you, the prey desperate to be devoured.

You arch your back when his fingertips met your bra. His eyes were glued on your face and every reaction you made, his erection throbbed even more.

He ripped your underwear aggressively. You wanted to worry about what you will wear after this since your dress and undies were now ruined but lust clouded your judgment.

His hands roamed around your body and you whimpered like a cat in heat. "Fuck." He curses under his breath when his warm palms massaged your breasts. "Kyungs-soo." You stuttered while still squirming under his touch.

"What do you want, baby?" He growls, looking at you with dark eyes. "I-I want you.." You begged but he smirked. "Later.. I have to spoil this baby first." His teasing eyes left yours as he went down on you.

You feel his tongue flick your clit as if he was testing waters. You quivered at that contact while his hands still on your boobs.

His teeth grazed your wet pussy as you felt him smile against it. His hold on your chest even became tighter, making you moan and arch your back even more. "Sweet." He commented, licking his lips and making it touch your clit at the same time.

He ate you out while you squirmed under him, your fingers in his locks. You close your eyes when he starts pinching your nipples. "K-Kyungsoo!" You couldn't help but scream in pleasure as a wave of release washed over you. Your thighs trembled and your eyes roll back when you finally feel something come out of you.

"Kyungsoo, I want you. God." You breathe out as he starts teasing the tip of his dick against your throbbing pussy. He bows down to suck your nipples and you whimper for the nth time tonight.

He senses your need and desperation. Finally, he enters you which surprises you. Your eyes widened at the impact when he filled you up to the brim, making him grin mischievously. He starts thrusting slowly, feeling every inch of you inside.

He picks up his pace as he holds your thighs in place and his mouth still on your nipples. You moan repeatedly while he pounds you harder and harder. "Soo!" You scream when he started biting your hard peaks.

It doesn't take both of you long to come at the same time. He groans one last time as you feel his hot liquid fill you up.

He pulls out, juices dripping out of you making him smirk in satisfaction. He heads to his bathroom and take a shower as you unknowingly doze off in his bed, soreness and his scent enveloping your bare body.

Blinding sunlight woke you up. You flutter your eyes open and see an arm draped over your stomach. Kyungsoo, you remembered.

"Fuck.." You whisper when you spot your torn dress and underwear on the floor. You wondered what the hell you would wear now that Kyungsoo just destroyed everything.

Your soft voice woke him up. His face looked so much better under the sun that it did last night. If you didn't know better, you'd even think he was innocent and soft. Yet you knew how he rocked your world last night said otherwise.

He gets up, still in his boxers. "Good morning." His groggy voice was hot and you couldn't deny it made you feel something you felt last night.

"Good morning but first, what will I wear now?" You bite your lip nervously. He chuckles at your worried face. "Here." He gives you a black hoodie and grey sweatshorts from his closet.

"These are mine now?" You ask him while slipping them on. It was weird wearing clothes without anything underneath but you had no choice.

You open his door and get out of his room. "No, silly. It's an excuse to meet again." He growls in your ear which makes you giggle. He was flirting with you the next morning. This was more than just a one night stand, you thought.

"Have breakfast with me?" He brings your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles. You smile at how he can be so sweet. "You aren't a deprived man anymore. Why let me have breakfast here?" You teased, earning a smile from him.

He goes up to you and kisses your neck as he leads you to his kitchen. His lips started darting upwards to your jaw and you couldn’t help but let out tiny moans. You were about to meet his lips with your own but someone interrupted.

"Y/N?" A familiar voice thundered from his kitchen. You whip your head around yet Kyungsoo stays unbothered, his lips still suckling your sensitive jaw.

"What the hell are you doing with my brother?" Junmyeon glowers, a smirking Kyungsoo teasing him. "Jun?" You ask with so much disbelief in your voice. You knew he had a brother but you had no idea who it was or where he was.

"Didn't your dumbass break up with her already?" Kyungsoo smiles as he snakes an arm around your waist visibly, eyeing his brother mockingly. "Yeah but-" Your ex wasn't able to respond when he was cut off by his own brother.

"Your loss, bro." Kyungsoo chuckles.

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wornoutmouse · 4 years ago

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Bakugou x black reader

Quirk accident

Pussy and cunny are such a funny words...i hate it

Getting hit with a lust quirk was not on the top of your to do list when you graduated from U.A. Getting hit with said quirk while partnered with your childhood nemisis, LoRd ExPlOsIoN mUrDeR himself was most definitely not on your list.

You were this close to defeating the villan without any complications. Until you miscalculated your final kick. That was all it took for the Villian to get the jump on you and effectivity activate their quirk.

"Take him to jail boys but watch the hands." You say as you hand the culprit off. He was one of six vigilantes that were pulling morbid slapstick pranks on people. It was awful, anything from a love quirk making a wife cheat on her husband, to a man having feet for hands and hands for feet.

The last straw however was when one member made an office building vibrate. It was a small one and barely an earthquake level tremor. But it was able to do a lot of damage due to the fact the building was so old.

"Are you sure that's all the people inside?" You call out to Bakugo who only glared at you. "I think I was pretty thorough." Sighing at his superiority, you walk to the front of the building, "Just in case, let's double check."

As you walk through the many levels of the building, you feel the quirk slowly take into effect. It's a gradual climb before you notice. First you're out of breath after 1 flight of steps. Then you find yourself sweating excessively even though there were many windows that had bursted in the altercation.

Your condition forced you to notice certain things as well. Like the way Bakugou's arms flexed randomly most likely due to his clenched fists. How his back was solid and strong. His sharp eyes made you shiver at the thought of them looking down at you. His teeth were so pearly white but all you could think of was the thought of those teeth sinking into your supple flesh.

By the time you and Bakugo got to the last floor, your brown complexion was flushed so much you could see it, and your legs shook as you walked. The ever growing feeling of want and need throbbing in your lower regions pushed you over the edge and you collapsed.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" You raise your hand waving him off, "It's fine I.... I just need to catch my breath and go home." Bakugo stared at you for a while before sighing. "That bastard hit you with his quirk didn't he? Wasn't he the one with the lust quirk?"

You nod seeing no use in denying the truth as you unzipped your shirt trying to promote some form of circulation. It was silent before Bakugou sighed, "Look, I'm going to go to the bathroom, then I am going to rob a snack machine. That should give you enough time to grind out your problem." He said looking away as his face slowly became pink.

You barely waited for Katsuki to leave before you were sliding your hands into your pants. Your chest heaved as you gently graze your fingers against your clit, crying out from the sudden pleasure that was almost too much.

The throbbing sensation was painful and it seemed that your current menstruations were only making it worse. You push your fingers pass your folds and you're soon hit with a dull orgasm. There was no elevation of the pain and it only made you more frustrated as warm tears flowed down your face.

You thrust your fingers within yourself, trying to find some way to destroy the feeling. Bringing your hands up to play with your chest as the bud hardens in the cool air, as your skin contrasted perfectly with your furnace like body heat.

With a long whine you find yourself on your hands and knees forcing your fingers inside yourself. Your legs shake from the force of your fingers abusing your g-spot. It was as if you were moving forward to release but at the same time moving back to pain. "Fuck, please, please it hurts!" You cried out as you received another painfully dull orgasm. "Bakugou." You mumble repeatedly wishing you had the courage to call out to him.

"Y/n?!" You freeze at the sound of Bakugo standing over you. Removing your fingers from your hole with a loud plop, you cry at the immediate pain you felt from being empty. "S-Sorry, I got carried away, I'm f-fine now." You say, standing up so fast that you became dizzy.

You weren't fine, hell anyone who looked at you could tell. You were hardly keeping your eyes open and the rapid dilation of them made it a miracle you could even see. Below your previous place were noticeable puddles of sweat that had long since drenched your hero costume.

As you came back to your senses, Bakugo pushes a finger against your shoulder making you swat a little more than necessary.

"Don't lie to me, you are barely standing. Jerkin off didn't work huh?" You closed your eyes and tried to take in deep breaths to calm the multiple heartbeats you felt throughout your body. "I'm fine, I-I'll just go home and-" "And what? Obviously doing it yourself doesn't work?!"

You glared at Bakugou, "It's none of your concern anyways so why do you care!?" Bakugo pulled at his hair annoyed. "I'm not trying to wake up to a headline of H/N dead cause she couldn't bust a nut."

You lean against the wall and sigh from the comforting coolness of it. "I don't know Katsuki, maybe I'll call a hooker, why does it even matter?"

You could tell you were getting on Bakugou's nerves as his temple vein started to twitch. "And what will you do if the public find out their favorite neighborhood hero is socializing with prostitutes" Your head was throbbing from the loudness of Bakugou's voice and you didn't think you had the strength to remain conscious.

Behind your closed eyes, you could hear loud shuffling and annoyed grunts. It wasn't until you heard the familiar jingling of a belt that you opened your eyes. "W-What the hell are you doing?!"

Bakugo had fully stripped down from the waist up and was now working on the next task. Now you weren't saying you didn't appreciate the view, hell you were salivating at the sight. The only problem was that this was presenting a line that no one can simply hop over and come back.

"I'm going to help you dumbass." He responded, dropping his pants on the floor and walking towards you naked as the day he was born.

You hold your hand up as if trying to stop him but really it was because you didn't have the strength to retreat. "You don't have to do this, I'll be fine."

"I know I don't have to do this, I want to." Bakugo smirked before realizing what he said, "I want to help you that is. Look, you can barely walk much less take care of yourself once you get home so this needs to happen now."

Bakugo trails off as he studies your body with his eyes, drinking in every curve, every dip, and every detail. "You ass got bigger than when we were in school huh?" That comment sobered you up quickly as you forcefully walked past Bakugo. "I'm not going to stand here and deal with your shit right now dude."

You take a few shaky steps before you find yourself pressed up against a wall with a warm calloused hand down your pants, cupping your vagina. All anger leaves your mind as lust takes over. You buck your hips pathetically in his hand trying to get relif but instead he takes his time teasing you.

He slowly takes your clit between his fingers delivering small pinches to it before sliding a finger down your labia. "You're really sensitive now huh?" Bakugo whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

Taking his other hand, he gently pulls down your pants while he leaves a trail of kisses on your shoulder. "Just let go and let me take care of you." Your eyes widened just as Bakugo smoothly slips a finger inside of you. "Oh, you got tighter. Did you like that? You want me to take care of you Y/N?" You almost gagged from the pride oozing off of Bakugou as he pressed his hot body against yours.

"T-To much, I feel b-better now." You try to offer as a way to make this embarrassment end, moaning loudly as Bakugo taps your g-spot. His fingers, while longer, were also much thicker. So while yours did fine touching yourself, it felt as if Bakugo was touching everywhere at all times.

"You say that but all it would take to get you on your knees would be for me to touch this magical place right here."

As if having a need to prove his words, Bakugo delivers three light touches to your clit and g-spot at the same time, effectively making your legs weak as you spray clear liquid down his arm. You slide down the wall in pleasurable defeat as you feel the lust continue to grow stronger than before.

Bakugo watches you with pity as you violently trembled on the floor, just as turned on as before.

"Y/N you know what we have to do." You nod absentmindedly too focused on trying to alleviate the pressure on your clit. Bakugo sighs as he positions you to stand up against the wall. "Jump." You look at him confused and he rolled his eyes, not wanting to repeat himself.

You yelp as strong arms reach out and lift you in the air, forcing your legs to wrap around his waist. "Put me down!"

You hold onto Bakugou's neck, though there really wasn't a need from how firmly he was holding you. "I don't like being picked up." Bakugo leaned towards you and you stiffen as you feel something hot and heavy rub between your pussy lips. "And I don't like brats that are too prideful to take some dick when offered."

At that, Bakugo thrusts completely inside of you without resistance. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel the true difference between the mock pleasure fingers gave, and that undeniable euphoria Bakugou's cock was delivering.

Bakugo looks at where your bodies connected, and almost came on the spot. You were greedily sucking him in with every thrust as though you were made for him. He sped up, watching your features change as sweat drenched your pretty face and lewd moans left your pretty lips. "Oh God, please Baku-Please!"

Bakugo takes hold of your ass as he pushes away from the wall, making you completely rely on him to stay upright as he forces your hips to slam down on his cock.

"Fuck, I'm going to make you feel so much better." How he held up your weight while keeping the same momentum is beyond you as you peered through your slitted eyes.

His red eyes were concentrated on what would make you come as choked moans left you the deeper he went. "Please Daddy make me cum!" You accidently cried out, feeling closer than you had all night. Bakugo stopped eyes wide and for a moment you thought you did something wrong as he set you down on your back.

"I'm sorry I-I shouldn't have said anything, please don't stop." You whined as the pain of emptiness came back tenfold. You hiccup as Bakugo raises your legs to your chest effectively pulling you into a mating press.

"Say it again."

You furrow your brows, "Huh?" in one thrust Bakugo was back inside of you, unapologetically hitting your guts. His thrust were now more powerful and animalistic leaving no room for rebuttal as he pistons out of your weeping hole. "I said, say it again!"

Your loud moans could be heard throughout the building as Bakugo ravaged you. His kisses were rough and unforgiving, mostly involving teeth as he marked your shoulder with love bites. "Say my name!"

Covering your eyes embarrassed, you give him what he wanted, "Daddy, please, I'm so fucking close!" Your moans were ragged and throat raw.

Bakugo grabbed your wrists and held them above you. "Don't hide from me. Look at the man that's making you feel this good. No one else can ever touch you like this!" You nod getting even more turned on by the dominance as you felt your walls being destroyed. "No one can touch me l-like y-yo-fuck!"

You weren't exactly lying either. Maybe it was the quirk, maybe it was truly Bakugou's dicking down. What you do know is that the fiery bastard may have ruined you for sex for the rest of your life.

"Fuck, you're so damn beautiful." You whine in response, unable to speak anything even remotely inteligible.

Bakugo groans as you gradually tighten around him and slow his thrusts. Finally after a few precise bumps over your clit, the cord keeping you from your release snaps making your world go dark with a loud yell.

"Fucking hell." Bakugo curses as he pulls out of your tight grip and jerks himself off the rest of the way.

It was a long while till you two spoke. The air was cool and the silence was needed. "That was great." You giggle, delirious from your orgasm. Bakugo wearily watches you wiggle your toes from afar as he puts his hero costume back on. "Are you okay?"

"Broski I'm more than okay." You try and stand only to fall right back on your ass but that only served as comedy to you in your blissful state.

If you were truly conscious, you'd be freaking out from what had just transpired. Even more so was the fact that Bakugou Katsuki himself had called you beautiful.

But alas you had the attention span of a 4 year old and was unable to compute as Bakugou carried you home and gently laid you on your bed before taking his leave, looking back at your sleeping form with with sad eyes.

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haechansfbuddy · 4 years ago

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Church

Na Jaemin x female reader

Warnings: dom!Jaemin, Sub!reader, Overstim, Degradation, Unprotected sex (wrap it b4 you tap it kids), Oral (male and female receiving.), Edging.

Based on: Church by Chase Atlantic

You were sleeping at your boyfriend Jaemins house, as his parents were on a business trip, and yours has kicked you of the house long ago.

As you woke up, rubbing the sleepiness off of your tired eyes, you noticed Jaemin, who you had fallen asleep cuddling, had already woken up. Knowing him, he was probably at the gym, so you decided to throw one of his t-shirts on and make him food for when he gets back. As you walk past his mirror, you get a glimpse of how baggy Jaemins shirt is on you, and you picture him wearing it, it hugs his muscles tightly, which is very pleasing to the eye.

You decide to make Jaemin a full English breakfast, since it's your favourite thing about going to see your English relatives. You put full effort into it, you make him fried tomatoes and all. Sadly, there was no leftovers to make bubble and squeak with. Most people think bubble and squeak is old people food, but you happened to quite enjoy it.

As you're plating up the hearty meal, you hear keys in the door, you quickly put his plate on the table with his drink, and run to hug him as he comes in. When he sees you, he smiled brightly, and you enjoy the warmth of his body against yours, although he is a bit sweaty. "Miss me that much? I only went to the gym" he giggles at you. You look up at him pouting, tracing circles round the collar of his t-shirt "I love you." You just stare into his pretty brown eyes for a second, getting lost before saying "I made you breakfast!" He raised his eyebrow at you, confused at why you sounded so excited. He opened his mouth to say something, before you playfully kissed him to shut him up. You covered his eyes quickly and pulled him into the kitchen and saying "tada!" as you let him see again "it's a full English breakfast, even got hashbrowns" you smiled at him again.

He eyes you before saying "for a minute I thought you were gonna let me eat you out" "shower first mister, plus that's desert, you can only have it if you eat your mushrooms like a good boy" He doesn't like your attitude, so he says in a sarcastic tone "yes mummy." You curse under your breath as you watch him roll his eyes. That is, until he trys his English breakfast, and smiles. "You like it?" you say happily. " Delicious, is this why you love visiting your English relatives? " he says. "Yeah" you nod enthusiastically, "plus, if you think this is good, you should try a Gregg's pizza or sausage roll, or any type of British sweets. Also, my English relatives like me more than my parents do" your tone sounds sadder when you say the last part, missing your dad's embrace, and how he always making you feel better when you cried.

Jaemin had finished his breakfast, and he put his plate on the kitchen side by the dishwasher, he caresses your hair and looks lovingly into your eyes. You kiss him passionately, it starts out loving and soft, but it gets rough and lustful. Jaemin puts his hands up your [his] tshirt to grab your breasts, and as his hand travels up, he notices something. "You're wearing nothing but my tshirt" he smirks. He begins to knead your left breast making you gasp, as his free hand travels towards your pussy. He swiped his finger over your wet pussy lips, and pulled away from the kiss, making you whine. "Aww, my needy baby is already this wet for me," he mockingly pouts at you, head going down to face your heat, and you stop him. "I said not until you shower, you have to be a good boy to get your desert" you start fiddling with his hair, waiting for his reaction. He looks up at you. "Little brat" he spat "You're gonna regret this baby" You somehow managed to get the courage to push him away, you knew it would get you a punishment, but maybe that's what you wanted. He looked at you, a mix of anger and lust in his eyes "my little whore needs to stop leading me on, you knew forgetting your underwear would get you sex, you wanted it didn't you? Such a slut" he smirked, thinking this would break you. He was wrong. You decided to piss him off further, you looked at him and said "I'll keep leading you on, if you keep leading me into your room" it was your turn to smirk. However, to your surprise, Jaemin didn't angrily fuck you there and then, he threw you over his shoulder and started upstairs. "Where are you taking me" you enquire, knowing you've put him off his room. "Back to church" he replies. You had know idea what that meant, but you were thrown into the counter top in the bathroom soon enough. He pulled off all of his clothes hastily, and you pulled his tshirt off your body, not wanting anything rougher than what you're already about to receive. You led back on the counter after throwing no shirt across the room. He licked a stripe of your pussy, making you somehow wetter than you already were. You moaned lightly at the pleasure he was giving you, as he sucked and licked your clit. As he started sucking harsher, the knot in your stomach began to grow, you felt your legs shake as he sucks harsher, and just as you're about to cum, he stops. You whine loudly and he giggles to himself. You glare at him, but he takes no notice. "On your knees babygirl" he says in a slightly harsh tone. You drop to your knees, and start giving his tip kitten licks. "The more you tease, the more slaps you get later."

You decide this is gonna be fun, and so, you keep teasing. "One, two" he counts as you tease him for longer. Eventually he gets to ten, and that's when you take him all in, gagging slightly. "Good girl" he says, slightly moaning. He tried to hold his moans back, knowing that it's what you wanted to hear. You quickly picked up on this, watching him bite down on his lips. So you stop sucking and take him out with a loud pop. "What was that for" he says, almost whiny. You, quite enjoying the affect you have on him, lock eyes with him and pout "I like hearing your moans" "20 slaps it is" he replies. You fully take him back in, and as you start sucking, he decided to face fuck you, which makes you gag. He moans in his sexy deep voice. Occasionally letting out low groans, which were like music to your ears. He keeps face fucking you, you letting him take over. You let out a moan at the feeling of his cock in your mouth, which makes him twitch in your mouth. He shoots white string of cum down your throat, moaning loudly as he does so. When he's emptied his load, you make eye contact with him and swallow it. Standing up slowly, maintaining eye contact. "My little sluts feeling brave today, isn't she?" You ignore him "Don't ignore me baby" he says mockingly "I'll have you speaking in tongues" You lie over his lap, ass facing him, before you get into more trouble. "Count for me princess" He gives you a hard spank "one" you moan slightly, your clit pressing against his knee every time his hand hits your ass. "Ten" by now it's started to sting, but the pressure on your clit was worth it. Eventually, you make it to 20, and you turn your head to look at Jaemin. "Good girl" he says "I think you can have your reward now" You knew that what that actually meant was It's technically a punishment but I'll let you cum this time cos you took me so well. But you had no complaints.

You lay back down on the counter, as Jaemin gets on top and pounds into you without a warning, causing you to let out a loud moan. He thrusts faster and faster, managing to get deeper every time. You moan loudly and your breath but he's in your throat when he finds your g-spot. He looks pleased with himself, smirking and pounding harder. You feel your orgasm coming closer. You arch your back and your hips buck as the knot in your stomach gets tighter. Jaemin thrusts harder, repeatedly hitting you g-spot. You lose it, you're about to shut your eyes, but he makes you look at him while you cum. Moaning loudly and your legs shaking uncontrollably, you cum all over his cock and he cums inside you. You're both finished, and he continues to fuck you. He was overstimulating you, and it hurt. "Jaemin" you breath out, tears stinging at your eyes. "We ain't done yet" he says.

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