#I love you lioness noona

[rktiffxny]

@jihoonrk: 

[[ txt;; lioness noona ]]  > long time to see > or talk > or anything really > sphere’s highkey killed me DELETED!! > but hey noona!! > i’m not sure, woohyun hyung might have already reached out to you > but there’s this showcase happening on the 30th this month > would you like to come? > like i said, woohyun hyung is gonna be there, so will other people you know.. > pretty please with a cherry on top?

『  CONTACT: boy boy u-go boy  💝       SENDING YOU A 💌 。。。 』

☇   jihoon-ah !!!!!!!!  ☇   i know!! a certain someone is too busy for us lil people 😭 ☇   you and woohyun, tsk tsk!  ☇   he did, and i’m a little sad about it!  ☇   where’s your kt heart 😭😭😭  ☇   your heart is in sphere now, i see how it is!!!  ☇   but i would love to come!  ☇   you don’t even have to mention woohyun okay!!  ☇   i’d go just for you too!  ☇   i’ll cheer the loudest for you, okay? just don’t tell the others!! 

[greasygyeom]

Title: FaceTime

By: GreasyGyeom

Summary: He’s been away for a while. Yugyeom x Reader. Dirty Talk/Smut/Fluff.

Playlist: 170909

Author’s Note: This is another smut(?) something I wrote instead of the smut that I was supposed to???? I have fallen down a terrible path. I hope you enjoy it and suffer with me <3

It's a quarter past midnight and you're sleepless; sleepless because you miss him; sleepless because you want nothing more than to be in his arms and ask him to sing you to sleep. You miss his voice. You miss his laugh. Your head is so heavy with this thoughts you think it might spontaneously combust into the night sky.

Fuck, you miss him so much.

He's been on the road for almost a month. He's going to be on the road for the next month too. You don't know how much longer you can go without seeing him because face-timing for 3.5 minutes, once a week only always made things worse.

You're standing by your french windows and staring at the moon play hide and seek with the clouds. Maybe it'll hypnotise you enough to put you to bed.

You look at your phone. It's around 10pm in Bangkok. You debate about messaging him. He could be eating out or sleeping in, and you'd rather not disturb him while doing either.

Sighing heavily, you glance back at the blue-black expanse and decide to go to bed yourself. It's a working day tomorrow after all. You'll just have to find a way to not miss him through the night.

"Goonight, Kyummie, come home soon." You say, with your heart rapidly sinking into the depths of your sadness. The universe, however, has a different plan.

Your phone screen lights up because of a call.

On FaceTime.

You usually always pre-planned these calls. Well actually, he usually always pre-planned them so you could work your schedule around, to not miss them.

You don’t know why but you feel nervous to answer it. You’re also just as excited at the prospect of seeing his bright star-studded smile.

You pick up the call as you drop on your bed.

"Noona, why are you awake?" he says as soon as his face comes into focus on the small screen.

He's lying down in a white robe, with the bed cover pulled up to his neck. His hair is wet and stuck to his forehead. Somewhere in the distance you can hear a siren going off - maybe the sirens were just in your head because of your first few dirty thoughts.

Of course he had to call you after a shower, looking so soft and cuddly. You're too giddy in the stomach at his sight —you could probably use the colour from your cheeks to paint some apples and strawberries on a large canvas or two.

Still, you manage to roll your eyes at him. "I'm an adult, Kyum, I can stay awake till whatever time I want."

"Says the girl who watches Totoro and cries every time."

"Hey, My Neighbour Totoro is an extremely sophisticated movie revolving around themes of friendship, kindness and hope, okay. It's cute and fuzzy but also very deep. And you're one to talk, you made me run to the airport so you could take your favourite blanket along."

He rolls over and almost drops his phone, laughing.

"Aah, seriously noona. You're too much," he says, still cackling.

You scrunch up your nose in protest.

"You don't have work tomorrow?"

"I do, I was just.... going to bed", you lie. He'd never let you live if he got to know you were crying because you missed him.

You change the topic hurriedly. "How come you're free? I thought you'd be out."

"I didn't go. They all went to some club."

"Oh my god, Kim Yugyeom declined an offer to go to the club to party. Is this real life?" You tease, exaggeratedly.

"Yes, I stayed. I was missing you", he says with a look in his eyes. It almost burns you to the ground. "Aren't you glad I called?"

"I am," you reply, avoiding his gaze. A flush of emotions whirl around in your mind — an odd mixture of lust and gloom.

You look for a diversion and start talking about the shows. He tells you about the stages, the stylists and the backstage fuck-ups. The hotels, the travel, the airport stories, the shopping sprees, all the times he pranked his hyungs, the landscapes, the cities, the weather and how it rained so heavily on their off-day he had to cancel his touristy plans. Everything he had not been able to tell you for the past month he unloads on you in a single sitting. Time seems to go nowhere.

You pay him your utmost attention, laughing, expressing concern and sometimes even cursing wherever required; as his stories proceed.

"Noona, guess how many choco-shakes I've had?"

"You're keeping count Kyummie," you laugh, "Why are you so cute?"

"I'm not cute!" He protests.

"You are, you're the cutest."

He hates it when you teasingly call him cute. So, he rests the the phone against his knees and effortlessly slides his arms out of the robe.

"Am I still cute, noona?”

In a split second everything about him flips.

There's that look again in his eyes. The softness they held when he was talking about his tour is nowhere to be found. They look sharp and intent, swirling with an audacious desire, drowning you in them. You inhale a sharp, deep breath. His torso is entirely visible, revealing his lean form. He fluffs up his pillow and lays down flat on his back, holding the phone up with one hand.

You watch his movements, without mouthing a word, a smirk curls up on your lips; knowing full well what he intends to achieve.

"Noona, do you miss me?" He asks, licking his lips rather enticingly.

"What do I get in return for answering that?"

He moans —

— and gets you hot and bothered without even trying. He knows his little trick has worked, because you're subconsciously running your fingers along the side of your neck.

He angles the reading light on the opposite end towards him and turns, in bed, to face it. He supports the phone with a stray pillow, and just gazes at you, like nothing else exists in his world.

You can see his skin all the way to the beginning of his pelvic bone. It unleashes a hurricane in your body, rapidly rushing down towards your core.

"I want you here, Kyum, right now."

"I know baby, I want to be there too. And I want to kiss you; and bite you and beg you till you let me fuck you."

His voice is smooth and silky, like freshly tempered dark chocolate. His neediness for you is embellished all over his face.

Did he just call you baby instead of noona?

You move to sit up. Your room is dark, with the only source of light emanating from your night light and your screen. His eyes follow you carefully as you take off your tshirt to reveal a plain black bra.

"Did you somehow get sexier while I've been gone, noona." His impatience gets the best of him.

"Hmm maybe," you play along, slouching your back onto your bed post. He smacks his lips thirstily at your heaving cleavage.

You're contemplating on whether or not to....torture him.

"I'd have taken off your boxers if I was there, by now."

"I was never wearing any."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

His eyes widen, not in surprise but out of shyness.

"Noona.... do you want me to....." he trails off. "Are you already?"

You let out a soft mewl, answering him without actually having to. A gasp escapes as you let your fingers dance around your neck.

He watches your eyes close and your neck tense up, hypnotised.

His boner makes him squirm in discomfort.

"It's okay baby, do it for me" you say, grinding your hips into your bed.

You hold your phone at eye level, hovering it over you. He can see your hand across your torso, vanishing inside your pajamas. He can see your waist and wrist move in a concentric rhythmic pattern. He can see the lust in your eyes. It's enough to stimulate him senseless.

"I want you between my legs, Yugyeom, right now."

"Fuck," he curses, and rolls flat on his back, reaching to relieve the pressure building up so fast inside him.

His phone is a little away, so you can almost see his hand firmly wrapped around his thickness, sliding up and down. He starts out in a slow, steady motion, moving his sinful hips, thrusting them upwards.

He whimpers in a gravelly, low octave.

He's so fucking hot.

There is an overwhelming amount of tension at the pit of your stomach. You concentrate on him like a lioness stalking her prey. If he was anywhere near you, you would have devoured him whole.

"Faster, baby." You demand, and he quickens his pace, groaning because of the friction that's being caused.

"You're making me so wet like this".

"Pl...ease noona, don't - I'm..... go....ing to come."

"I know, I wish I could blow you."

He manages to breathe out a string of profanities as you dirty talk him some more, to a blissful completion.

His body betrays him and gives in to his carnal pleasures. He spurts out erratically, still looking as graceful as a peacock dancing in the rain.

His hand stops moving and slips to his side. He breathes hard and fast and brings the phone closer to his face, eyeing you deviously.

"I'm going to lock you in with me for a week, for doing this." He's still breathless.

You bite your lip teasingly and nod, feeling your body tremble with his words.

"And I'm going to dig in so deep."

Your fingers move faster, thinking about him lodged inside you, tight around you walls, bruising your core recurrently. It's the sweetest feeling.

You play with yourself while he looks at you intently, never lowering his gaze. Your body peaks and the hurricane dies down. You're an insane mess of heavy groans and tangled words.

You finally pull your fingers out, letting the bodily fluids flow down your thighs.

Your needs feel.... satiated - at least for the moment.

It takes you both a few moments to clean up the aftermath.

"I'm going to have to shower again now." he whines, throwing tissues into the trash can.

"Yeah? Think about me then too," you wink, laughing immediately at the face he makes.

"You're wild, noona."

"This was barely wild, Kyum. Come back and I'll tell you what wild is."

"Aaah don't tease me like this. I can't always have this in my head for a month."

"Just thirty days, love."

"But, I want to take a flight back to you now."

"As much as I want you to do that, for now just think about all the things I will do to you when you get free time, okay?"

Your correspondence is abruptly interrupted by a knock on his door and some really loud pterodactyl sounds.

"I think they're all back.... and possibly very drunk." He checks the time "We've been talking for three hours?"

"Oh my god, really?"

It barely had felt like 30 minutes. Reality gradually begins to separate you from your happy bubble.

"Yeah, I can hear them. They're going to get thrown out of the hotel."

"Good, let them. Then I can talk to you all night without worrying."

"Kyum!"

"Ugh" he pouts, very evidently not wanting to say bye. "I'll call you whenever I get time tomorrow. Bye noona, love you."

"I love you too" you tell him, as his lips fully cover your screen with a kiss.

Idiot.

You were in love with a cute, fluffy idiot.

A year ago had someone told you, you'd fall in love again - you'd have laughed in their face.

Yet, you just told the boy you had coincidentally met at a house party you weren't even supposed to go to, that you loved him.

You chuckle - because you'd have never expected your life to turn out this way.

But, that's what it is, isn't it?

That's what life is.

[boraxquinn]

Romance headcanons.

name: Ueda ‘Yoon’ Bora 

gender: Female 

romantic orientation: Pansexual 

preferred pet names: Princess, Pretty noona, bunny bora, lioness, weirdo, momma Bora, alien, melon momma, alien momma. She has so many but those are the ones she gets called the most.   

relationship status: married

favorite canon ship: Tatsuya x Bora 

favorite non-canon ship: Tiffany x Bora. It’s canon. Just look up there Instagram posts to each other lol 

opinion on true love: “I think each person has a soulmate that they will spend the rest of there life with. And the reason you may have not met them yet is that you have life lessons to learn before you get to be with them. Don’t try to rush it either. It will happen on it’s own. And you will know your soulmate when you see them.” 

opinion on love at first sight: “I don’t really believe in love at first sight. Because I think you shouldn’t base love just on looks. You have to get the know the person too.” 

how ‘romantic’ are they?: Bora is a hopeless romantic. She loves making special gifts, surprises, anything to make the person she loves smile.  

ideal physical traits: Someone tall but not too tall or else she will feel tiny. 

ideal personality traits: Has to be taller than her (which isn’t hard lol) cute smile, SHE LOVES PEOPLE WHO HAVE PRETTY EYES, sporty or athletic, has to support her hobbies  

unattractive physical traits: - 

unattractive personality traits: Someone who is too possessive and controlling  or tries to change they way she acts 

ideal date: Her husband. I’m serious. He is her perfect ideal type. 

do they have a type?: Not really. All the guys she has dated have been different. 

average relationship length: 1 year. But she has been with her husband for a year and 3 months. They broke the curse! 

preferred non-sexual intimacy: cuddling. 

commitment level: She has never cheated on anyone. If you are her boyfriend / girlfriend she is always loyal. Even if that person treats her like shit, she won’t leave that person. 

opinion of public affection: She loves it but she will sometimes get shy in public. 

past relationships?: 6 boyfriends. Poor Bora xD 

Tagged by: @lalalovelylisa and @kmseyongg

Tagging: @kibum-dtf @nishi-no-subaru2209 @intoyxurheart @wooxshin10 @chisapuppy @2jws @kimxdxnghyvn @strawbxrryblxssxms

[sojufor1]

Truth or Dare

Pairing: Amber Liu x Reader x Jackson Warning(s): girlxgirl, girlxboyxgirl, oral, pegging, restraints, things breaking, alcohol involved

A/N:  This was also posted on @kpoppantydrop.  This is not stolen.  This is my original work.  

How did this happen, what did you do?  Whatever it is...you were definitely okay with it.  If drinking Soju and playing Truth or Dare always ended with you wrapped in a hot and sexy blanket burrito with not one but TWO idols.  Soju.  All day.  Everyday!

“Truth or Dare,” you drunkenly slurred pointing at your best friend Amber Liu.  Yeah, yeah that one.  

“Dare.”  

You couldn’t hide the smile on your face, “I want you to do a sexy dance to the Mommae remix!”  You were laughing when the most sexy, annoying giggle distracted you.  You thought Jackson had passed out on the couch considering he was quiet for once.  He fell down onto the floor with you, and you two landed in a giggling heap.  You both knew how much she hated acted sexy.  She was too cool for that, yeah riiiight.  

With a glare that should’ve melted you and Jackson where you sat, she grabbed her phone and the music began pumping through the speakers.  You were NOT expecting her to move like that.  And from the heavy breathing beside you, neither was Jackson.  As she finished, breathing heavily from exhaustion (unlike you and Jackson), she sat back down and pulled off her t-shirt to reveal a simple black tank top that made her skin glow in combination with the sweat from her fucking sexy dance.  

“Okay assholes, since Jackson pulled a fake-out it’s his turn.  Truth or Dare?”  This was gonna get bad, or good, depending how you looked at it.

“Truth.”  From the look on Amber’s face, it was gonna be bad.  

“Do you want to fuck Y/N?”  You choked on the Soju you had just drank, but luckily you didn’t spit.  Good girls always swallow.  

“Well, yeah.  She’s hot, who wouldn’t want to.”  You could feel your cheeks heating, from the Soju of course.  Jackson turned to you, “Truth or Dare?”  That was the world’s most dangerous question.  Well second most dangerous, ‘Who is your ultimate bias?’ is definitely worse when you personally know idols.  They don’t take rejection well.

“Dare.”  Jackson gave you a smile that SCREAMED, you fucked up.  “I dare you to make out with Amber for thirty seconds.”  Well, that escalated quickly.  

“YAH!” Amber yelled from across the table.  

“Oh shut up, you know you want to...I know you want to!  Aish!”  Jackson ducked right before a flying pillow almost hit him.  Good to know he still had his fencing reflexes.  

“Aish, fine.  Come here,” she said beckoning you over with two fingers.  You froze in place, your body too nervous to allow any kind of physical movement.  Grinning, Amber crawled over to you, looking exactly a lioness moving in on her prey.  And right then, you were the gazelle, and Jackson was the big, stupid, asshole of a rock that trapped you in this situation.  

Once she got to you, she pushed you back.  You landed on Jackson, using his glorious thigh as a pillow as she crawled over you.  She slowly lowered herself to your neck, warm breath tickling the sensitive skin there causing you to shiver.  “Are you ready?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper before biting your ear.  You moaned, it slipped out!  You didn’t mean to--well your brain didn’t, but your body was not listening to your brain.  Taking that as a yes.  She licked a line up your neck, dragging a moan from your parted lips, before kissing across your jaw.  

That first kiss to test the waters, heavenly.  That second kiss to stake her dominance, fucking HOT!  You moaned and put your arms around her neck, tangling your fingers in her short dirty blonde locks, pulling her closer.  

She fell onto you, forcing your legs apart so she could lay down.  She bit your lip, making you gasp and moan, so she could shove her tongue in your mouth.  It was a battle of the tongues and man, she had a good tongue.  You couldn’t help yourself from wondering what else it could do.  With one last nip at your lip, she moved down to the other side of your neck.  She was nipping, sucking and biting look for that one spot that would drive you crazy.  Once she bit above your collarbone you keened.  

Yep. She found it!  3 points to Amber.  As she was assaulting you, you moaned pushing your head back onto Jackson, he released a deep growl of a moan.  You looked up to see his normally kind brown eyes, lust blown and black.  You groaned as Amber bit down on your breast through your shirt.  

“Jackson,” you moaned out, “truth or dare?”  It took a couple seconds for his brain to process your words.  His blood flow seemed to be traveling in a different direction.  

“Truth.”  

“Do you want to join us?”  The moan that fell from his lips would have had you soaking wet, if Amber hadn’t caused that earlier.  She pulled up your tank top and was currently assaulting your stomach, working her way back up your body.  

“Fuck yes, please?  Noona, please let me play,”  he sounded so desperate and needy.  

Amber looked up at him, “What do you think, Y/N?  Has he been a good Wang puppy, does he deserve to play with us?”  

“Yes, please Amber.  I really want to play with him too.  Sharing is caring, right?”  You say with a pout.  

She hated when you pouted; since you were kids you got away with EVERYTHING because of that pout.  “Stop!  No pouting, or I’ll bite that lip.  He can play.”  

You know how kids look on Christmas morning and at their birthday parties?  Combine those with an orgasm and you had Jackson at that moment.  His hand shot down the top of your shirt into your bra.  It was so miraculously fast; yeah, he definitely still had his fencing skills.  You moaned and threw your hand back, gripping onto Jackson’s shirt.  The feel of his stone hard  abs underneath your hands had you pulling at his shirt, “Off.”  

He.  Ripped.  It.  Off.  He ripped that shit like a piece of paper.

Amber sat up, “Okay, you two.  Bedroom, now.  Strip.  I’ll be right there.”  You jumped over Jackson and ran for Amber’s room.  You loved her room, plus she had what you called a “porn sized bed.”  But it was perfect considering you and Jackson were always there and you all would pile in watching Netflix.  But this was gonna be a whole nother party today.  And you were here for it!  

You stripped down and thanked the Cosmos you didn’t wear your Pikachu onesie today.  As sexy as a butt flap sounds, it wasn’t the look you were looking for today.  But what surprised you the most was how Jackson stripped before he even made it into the room.  And he was glorious.  He was always talking about his muscles, compliment fishing, but seeing him now...  

This boy man deserved all that praise and then some.  You couldn’t help yourself.  As soon as you saw him, you pounced.  Not figuratively, literally.  You flew at him, wrapping your legs around his hips, his arms immediately locking themselves around your waist; good thing he still had those fencing reflexes, right?  

He walked forward and threw you down on to the bed, you landed with a bounce and looked up at him.  He looked, no normal people look, he gazed at your dripping core and fell to his knees on the floor pulling you to the edge of the bed.  He draped your legs over his shoulders and lightly blew air onto your swollen clit.  The moan and shiver you released simply motivated him more.  

You know how Jackson’s always saying, ‘I’m not a rapper, I just rap’ and all  that bullshit?  LIES!  The skills he has with his tongue disproves that.  A mere mortal wouldn’t be able to do the things he did.  He flattened his tongue and licked you from your back to your front.  Back to front!  And then he flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit.  

You felt like you were on the verge of knocking on heaven’s door, but you were just getting started.  You’re seeing stars, R. Kelly is singing ‘I Believe I Can Fly,’ angels are getting their wings. Everything was so gloriously perfect.  And then the Gates of Heaven opened up when he shoved two fingers into your dripping pussy (like TLC ‘Waterfalls’ wet), immediately finding that one glorious spot and sucked on your clit.

DEAD.  RESURRECTED. DEAD AGAIN.  

This wasn’t right: the intensity of the orgasm the cute and goofy Jackson Wang, aka Wang Puppy, just gave to you was sinful.  It was too much, and you could do nothing but moan and lock your legs around his head begging him to stop and to keep going.  You didn’t want to die, but this would be the best way to go.  He threw his powerful arm across your waist to hold you still so you wouldn’t break his fucking neck.  He released you, stomach and clit, once you loosened your grip on his head. 

As you laid there trying to remember how to breathe, you looked down to see him smiling that adorable toothy grin with your cum, no, your essence because that was too heavenly of a blessed experience you’d just been put through for a vulgar word like cum.  He just winked as he looked all that could reach with his tongue. Oh, that lovely tongue. You looked behind him to see Amber standing with scarves.

Oh, you liked where this was going. So, so much. “Jackson,” she said looking at you. “Lay at the top of the bed.”  The way he scrambled on the bed excitedly honestly made him look like a puppy, even with his erection bobbing against his stomach, it kinda made you think of a puppy's tail. 

Wait, no. Scratch that, that's weird.  

Anyway, Amber came further into the room and handed you one scarf. You stood up and climbed on the bed like her on the opposite side of Jackson.  You both took an arm and stretched his strong arms, until it was just a millimeter shy of painful, and tied him to Amber’s custom  solid wood bed frame.  When you were both confident he was secure, you sat up and looked to Amber, waiting for whatever she had planned next.  “Y/N, Jackson was so nice to you before I got here.  Why don’t you return the favor?”

With a grin to Amber and a smirk to Jackson you nodded your head, “I would be happy to.”  You moved between his legs, running your hands down his chest, scraping your nails over his glorious tan skin.  You liked when he was able to show his skin in it’s natural tone.  It was so lovely. 

He hissed as you got closer to his leaking erection, but you bypassed it and placed your hands on his hips.  You leaned down and left open mouth kisses across his thighs before biting down onto the hard flesh, causing him to throw his head back moaning.  You licked on the bite to soothe his skin, before moving to the opposite leg and showing it the same attention.  You could feel his muscles tensing under your hands.  You looked up at him giggling, “I haven’t even touched you yet.  Calm down, Wang.”  

The glare he sent you just made you laugh harder.  As he looked at you, you winked at him then licked his dick from root to tip.  His eyes crossed, it was amazingly funny.  But you didn’t laugh again, instead you sucked on his sensitive tip, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum.  It was strangely sweet, I guess that all organic was working out after all.  Because he was fucking delicious.  You bobbed your head up and down on him, getting him slick so that you could take him all in.  When he grunted in annoyance, you pushed yourself all the way down until he was sitting heavily in the back of your throat.  The grunt/groan/growl/moan combination he released had you moaning at the sound.  You swallowed around him before sliding all the way up to suck and tease the tip.  

You began a rhythm of bobbing your head up and down taking him deeper each time.  Once your nose was nestled on his abs, you would swallow and then begin again.  He was a mess.  A moaning, keening, whimpering mess.  You were feeling yourself, then you felt Amber behind you.  She slipped two fingers into your dripping core and slapped your ass.  You moaned around Jackson and he screamed your name and Amber just laughed at the chain reaction she had set off.  

As Amber was working you over and prepping you for Jackson, you reached back grabbed at her.  Trying to hold on and feel her.  She grabbed your arm and held it behind your back, leaning over to your ear.  “Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ll get mine soon enough,” and with that she bit your shoulder making you cum for the second time.  You were moaning around Jackson so much that you had to lift your head--releasing him with a pop--so that you could actually scream. But you kept working him with your hand, you’re not that inconsiderate.  

Jackson moaned at the sight of you, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”   Amber grabbed your hair and shoved your mouth around Jackson’s dick, just in time for him to shoot his load down your throat.

You fell forward onto Jackson, both of you trying to collect yourselves when Amber slapped you on your ass.  “I’m not done with you two yet.  Remember Jackson, you asked for this,” Amber said.  You were scared and slightly turned on at her threat and ready to find out exactly what she meant.  “Y/N, I need you to get the lube from top drawer right there.”  You scrambled over to the dresser and got the lube as instructed.  Figuring what Amber wanted you to do, you returned to your previous position, between Jackson’s legs.  

You bent his knees as Amber sat on his face, she grabbed his hair and looked down at him, “Let’s see if you’re as good as Y/N’s screams say.”  And with that, they were off.  You could only watch as Amber threw her head back moaning.  You knew from previous experience that Jackson had just dove on in.  He’s not the type to test the waters first, he just jumps into the deep end.  

Remembering what you were supposed to be doing, you opened the bottle of lube and spread some on Jackson’s hole, you felt him tense up, so you began to kiss and lick up and down his thigh as you circled his puckered hole with your finger.  As you felt him slowly begin to relax, you slipped your finger in, slowly going deeper until it was in completely.  He groaned at the feeling, causing Amber to moan the most pornographic sound you’d ever heard. 

You continued to work him and watched his length harden despite his previous orgasm.  Slipping in a second finger, you curled them searching for that little bundle of nerves that you knew would drive him crazy.  When your fingers brushed it, his hips jerked off the bed and his hands yanked on the scarves tying him down.  Now knowing where to aim, you continued to rub it whenever you curled your fingers inside him.  Adding a third finger, you pressed down hard and rubbed it.  Then you heard a crack.  

You looked up to see that Jackson, or as you now dubbed him The Sexual Hulk, broke Amber’s bed frame and was now pulling her down onto his face.  She fell forward and held onto the ruined bed frame with one hand while the other tangled itself in Jackson’s white locks.  

She was a trembling mess, panting and chanting a silent prayer of curses and Jackson’s name.  There was no doubt in your mind that she heard R. Kelly too.  As you removed your fingers from Jackson you realized he was hard again.  Painfully so, his leaking tip, angry and red.  

You crawled up his body and positioned yourself over him.  As you pushed the tip in, he growled and you fell forward a moaning mess.  Once you were fully seated, you just sat there adjusting to his size.  Leaning forward you wrapped your arms around Amber’s waist.  One hand finding her clit and the other rubbing one of her hardened nipples between your fingers.  That was all she needed, with one hand in Jackson’s hair pulling him closer and the other reaching back to pull you in a kiss to muffle her screams she came.  And she came long and hard.  Once she had rode out her high and fallen to the side, Jackson ripped the scarves off his wrists and flipped you over.  

Lifting your leg over his shoulder he began to pound into you.  It was too much, too fast.  He looked like a man possessed.  Then you felt him lean forward and slow his movements.  You opened your eyes to see Amber pushing him down and lining a strap on dildo, that was nearly the exact length and width of Jackson, with his well prepared hole.  You looked at him and grabbed his face to kiss and distract him from the initial stretch.  Once his breathing had calmed down and he moved a little to better adjust, the moan that he let out was beautiful.  He was trapped in a sea of sensations.  When he moved forward he was surrounded by your clenching warmth, and when he moved back he felt Amber hitting all the right spots.  He laid his head down onto your shoulder and a sob tore through his chest.  

You felt him twitch inside you, you knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.  With a nod to Amber she began to thrust, causing Jackson to move deeper in you.  Your moans harmonized and it was music to Amber’s ears.  His gruff voice and your high keening spurred her own.  She grabbed Jackson’s hips and took over.  She was pretty much fucking both you and Jackson, because he was so fucked out at this point I doubt he even knew who Got7 was.  As she began to thrust faster, he threw his head back and howled in pleasure. 

There’s the puppy coming out again.  

With a few more thrusts Jackson came, hard.  His body went rigid, he couldn’t make a sound.  All he could do was sink into the abyss of pleasure.  The feel of his hot cum spurting into you, combined with the look on his face pushed you over the edge.  You fell in right after Jackson.  Both of you praying that Amber would be able to save you and bring you back to the land of the living.  

You didn’t remember falling asleep, or rather, passing out; but when you woke up later because of the heat, you found yourself in a puppy pile of naked bodies.  Jackson had his head on your chest and his legs tangled with Amber’s on his opposite side.  You didn’t plan on Truth or Dare taking you to this new place with your best friends.  But you sent prayers and love to the creators of this childish ass game.  

Oh, and Soju too.  

Thank Kwon Jiyong for Soju.

[thexsisters]

@grxnadxs

A group of 11 girls and 1 man all helped to carry a giant poster board turned into a giant birthday card.

“Happy birthday, umma-in-law!”

BoA Umma-in-law~ Happy birthday! Wow. That three letter word is probably the best way to explain what I’m feeling right now. Not just right now, but what I feel every day of my life. Umma talks about you all the time. Her and I always revisit the day you gave me Haneul. An amazing man who has become such a role model for me. Not just him. But you too. You are such a strong young woman who is facing far more than she should have to at such a young age. Being a woman who has suffered, you and I and umma can be strong together. You know umma created the sisterhood for me and my sisters, but you’re a part of that sisterhood too. And I just want to thank you for being here. For being born. Because you have become the greatest gift of all.

Leo *the male gently hugged the emotional woman he looked at as a little sister rather than a noona and gently rubbed her back before smiling* Hey, Chrissy~ Noona pretty much said it all for us but we still wanna say something of our own. I haven’t been around for very long, but for the little bit of time I have, I just want to say thank you. Umma has been quite nervous about having me and I understand why. But having you and Haneul has helped her a lot. I have a guy friend to hang out with when Hyosungie is being a confusing girlfriend or noona is talking about her tits again. *he laughed and blushed a bit* Thank you for being such a great friend to umma. You’re a real lioness in my jungle book.

Captain Red *the pirate lord took a step forward and gave a toothy grin* Hello, miss. Happy birthday. I have not had the honor to interact with you and your children, but being the leader of the sisterhood, it’s only right I make an appearance. Not to mention mother speaks about you quite often. She’s always keeping you in her thoughts. She even prays. And today is a special day. We’re celebrating the day you were born! And if I wasn’t stuck in a screen, I’d supply the rum for sure. But you can bet I’ll have a swig in your honor. *she winked and took a single step back to give the floor to someone else*

Regina *waddling forward a tiny bit, she actually looked a bit shy* Umma-in-law? I apologize for the lack of a smile. I am simply overwhelmed with emotions. I have been thinking of what I wish to say. I remember the day mother and I were looking through people for me to meet. And then my eyes landed on this most handsome young man. I remember pointing to him and I told mother, ‘I want him. It must be him.’ I remember feeling extremely nervous when she told me that she would have to check with you to make sure it was okay. And now here I am. A month away from giving birth. And I could not be happier. I would not have this happiness if it twas not for you. You have brought so much happiness and joy into my life. And saying happy birthday will never cover that. But *she started to cry* I love you. Thank you for raising the man that I love more than life itself. God bless you and your soul. *she was then hugged by her twin*

Ember Happy birthday, Chrissy. *the mage smiled warmly as she patted the ex evil queen’s back* I do not know if you are aware, but Regina and I are best friends. But that was not always the case. We actually hated each other. She even tried to kill me on multiple occasions. *she laughed softly* All I have ever wanted for Regina is happiness. And you gave her that and so much more. You gave happiness to not just Regina, but all those around you. You are a ray of sunshine in a lot of people’s lives. Even mine. Because I see it in Regina’s smile. Our mother’s smile. Tiffany’s, Seulgi’s, BoA’s, Leo’s, Ivory’s. You are a strong, beautiful young woman and you are stronger than your misfortunes. Never forget that. *she flashed a warm smile and gave a gentle bow*

Tiffany Okay so I made a cake but obviously you won’t be able to eat it sooo…..I’m just gonna give it to your children and they can have fun with it. I told Jin not to smash some in your face but he never listens to me so. *she laughed and blushed pink* Happy birthday! Oh my gosh this is such a fun day! I mean sure it’s on a Monday which is normally crappy cause it’s Monday but this is one of the best Monday’s of the whole year! Because we’re celebrating the day you graced this planet. You were born and after all this time, you cross paths with all of us. Umma says it surly is an act of God because God has a plan for everyone and He knew what you and umma needed. You guys needed each other before you realized it. So, happy birthday and never forget how blessed you are and how we are blessed to have YOU! *she giggled and clapped* Love you, umma-in-law!

Emma *there was a wide but genuine smile on her face as she took a step forward* Soooo. Happy birthday~ Mother had mentioned me a couple times and bless her heart I know she had good intentions. But honestly, I’m just happy to see her happy. I’m not that old out of this bunch and from the stories I’ve been told, you’re quite the hero. And I’m sure you know all about me and being a hero in my own right. So, from hero to hero, thank you. Thank you for being this amazing woman who had faced so much over a short period of time. Do not look at yourself in an ill light. Because myself and the others here, our mother, we all see you as a survivor. You are a woman who has survived so much. Every morning you open those beautiful eyes and you sit up in bed, that’s another day you survived. Even if you do absolutely nothing but lounge around and play games or watch tv. That was still a day of survival. And that’s something to be proud of. Be proud, Chrissy. Because we’re all proud of you.

Moonie *she smiled warmly* Hello, umma-in-law. Happy birthday. As you can see, I gave birth finally. Christmas babies. Two beautiful girls and two beautiful boys. And now in a month, my mother Regina is going to be giving birth to another daughter. *she suddenly smiles* I’ll never forget the day I met Kai. He must think I’m crazy. *she laughed* But that was a really special moment for me. And it would have never happened had umma not met you. And now I hope some day, I can officially call Kai my step dad. Because he makes mom so happy. And you make umma happy. I know times are tough and you’re about to take a huge step in your battle with health, but you don’t have to go through it alone. Because it’s not just umma who’s here for you. We all are. All 12 of us. We love you, umma-in-law.

Princess Ivory *with a shy smile, she stepped forward and gave a small bow* Happy birthday, Miss Chrissy. I…..do not know where to begin. I have so many things to say. Perhaps I should start with thank you. Thank you for being born. And now that I think about it, today should not only be a day of recognition for you, but for your mother. I am so sorry you had to lose her so soon in your life time. There are so many terrible mothers out there who get to keep living their lives while the good ones move on. But tis my understanding that your mother is in a far better place now. *she smiled while wiping the tears* You are so much like your mother. Strong, brave, courageous, kind, caring, loving, passionate, beautiful. And so much more. You have all the best qualities of your mother. And I have no doubt she is so proud of you right now. On this very special day. *she whimpered* I love you, umma-in-law. Please. Stay strong. And let us help. We know we are not real. But we are our mother. And she is very real. Remember that. *she smiled and stepped back into the crowd to be comforted by Moonie*

Jasmine Hey~ Happy birthday! *she smiled and gave a wave* So my name is Jasmine and I’m the latest addition to the family. I’m the baby. Which I’m sure Leo and Emma are thrilled to know they are no longer the babies of the bunch. *she gave them sideways glances before turning back to you* My sisters and brother have really said everything there is to be said but I’m gonna try to come up with something here because it’s your birthday and everyone should feel great on their birthday. You know I hear from umma that you’re a Slytherin too. I think that’s awesome! We Slytherins gotta stick together. *she winked* I hear you’re also really magical. Umma says you have this magic that takes her sadness away. You always know the right things to say and you know how to make her laugh. And that’s definitely some powerful magic. Again, happy birthday and make sure to enjoy it! *she clapped excitedly*

Seulgi *letting out a deep breath, she smiled shyly and stepped forward* Hello, umma-in-law~ First off, happy birthday. Mine’s coming up next month. Gosh I don’t even want to think about how old I’ll be. *she laughed softly* So….not too long ago, I was….really messed up. And I heard umma mentioning my name a lot. The next thing I know, she’s having me try online dating. So I humored her. And just like magic, within minutes of creating my profile, I find this match. And I get a message from a really cute guy named Thomas. *she gave a lopsided smile with her head tilted to the side* Thank you, umma-in-law. Thank you for being there for my mother while she watched me destroy myself. Thank you for giving birth to Thomas. Because I really enjoy talking to him. And I hope to one day meet him in person. You’re a very special woman. You save people’s lives daily. That’s definitely something to think about and to take seriously. Because you saved mine. Happy birthday. *she smiled and watched her adopted rescue daughter Nikki bound forward with a party hat on*

Nikki Umma-in-law! Happy birffday!! Nikkitty made umma-in-law a green present! Wiff pink pencil! Nikkitty like pink bunches and bunches! Umma-in-law and Nikkitty need to color soon. Da tiny dragon ish coming and needs presents! Umma-in-law, let’s make a card for Evil Bobo Sissy and Dragon Oppa and da tiny dragon! Nikkitty will take da pink pencil and umma-in-law can have da green one. *she nodded with her ears flopping and her tail swishing happily* Umma-in-law make Kitty Umma many many happy! Umma-in-law make everybody happy! Lots and lots! *she smiled brightly and threw her arms up in the air before stretching them out on either side of her* Nikkitty love umma-in-lad dis much! Dat a lot! *she then transformed into her kitten form and rushed over to start rubbing against your legs, purring loudly*

[angelxkyungsoo]

In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

Thank you.