#I’m just feeling pouty and whiny today

[sparklehag99]

Woke up to a migraine AND an allergy attack, and have two can’t-miss meetings AND a conference I have to attend over zoom and I would truly rather die. Apparently they might cold call on us to answer questions during the conference????? Is that not fucking illegal????? It should be fucking illegal.

[enhard]

idk if you saw but there’s this one clip in Idol 1D2N of Sunghoon, rolling his eyes back while groaning after failing to score points ( 18:48-18:50). Please please write about it because I feel like that’s what he looks if someone gives him a mind blowing head after a frustrating day…

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🍄 anon this is perfect just PERFECT

and how he’d become so pouty when he comes back home, wishing you’d get the hint.. you get me?

putting the clip here just for the sake of it😩

park sunghoon — “a long day”

pairing: bf!p.sh x fem!reader

not proofread, enjoy! (MDNI)

you already knew his members were giving him a hard time, not listening to him, doing whatever they wanted, teasing him until he got upset and so on.

you knew because he texted you about it and you were there to comfort him.

sunghoon: [i can’t stay here anymore they keep annoying me for no reason]

[i’m actually fucking done they’re not listening]

[jake did the choreo wrong 5 times already and i told him what he did wrong and he didn’t even care to fix it]

he just keeps ranting. and you’re listening.

you: [baby i know it’s frustrating, if you don’t want to stay there come over after break😓]

[you can talk to me about it, just hang in there a bit more]

sunghoon: [okay love i’ll drop by i love you]

you just send him a silly gif and wait for him to finish his work.

after half an hour or so, you can hear your apartment doorbell ringing. you quickly get up from your couch to open the door just to see him standing in the doorway.

he slightly smiles at you, but you can tell that he’s pissed. he pulls you in his arms, his hands trailing down to grab your waist.

“i missed you.” he says, sounding exhausted from the mental chaos he went through today.

you chuckle at him, sneaking your lips onto his neck to give him sweet and soft kisses.

“i missed you too love.” you say between kisses.

at one point he pulls away to close the door and to sit down on the couch.

you offer him a glass of water and he nods in a way of thanking you.

he drinks a few sips to regather his thoughts and then he starts ranting about his day.

he seems so frustrated with everything that went today and you just feel bad for him, he’s trying his best but he just had a bad day.

he’s fidgeting with his fingers, looking for something to relieve him from the stress..

you know something popped up in his mind when he suddenly looked at you all pouty, being way too clingy and sticking to your arm a little too many times.

all it missed was for him to say it out loud, it was clear what he wanted. instead of you saying it right away, you stood up and got behind the couch.

you slowly leaned over the couch to hug him from behind, giving him kisses on his shoulder.

he smiles at you, getting a bit whiny now.

“loveee.. what are you doing..?” he says, throwing his head back to look at you.

you grab his cheeks, smiling back at him.

“maybe i can help you relax…” you pout back at him. “oh really? and how’s that?” he teases.

“oh you know exactly how, let me suck you off, i’ll make you feel good .. please?” you give him a small kiss on his forehead.

he nods, grabbing onto your arms to pull you closer.

you giggle at him already walking up in front of him again. giving him a smile, you gently get on your knees.

as you palm his crotch with your hand, he can’t help but laugh a bit.

“you’re always so good at finding excuses to fuck me up, aren’t you?” he scoffs.

your smile widens. “mmm.. maybe. i just crave you all the time.”

your hands stop listening to you, moving down to his pants to take them off. you don’t take them off all the way, just enough to expose his boxers.

you lift his shirt up a bit to give him a soft kiss on his abdomen, going back down to kiss his bulge. after a few sweet kisses, you finally take his boxers off.

you lick your lips once your eyes make contact with his cock, all red and waiting for you.

sunghoon furrows his eyebrows looking at you grab the base of his cock and lick at his tip, mumbling sweet words.

“love, do it already. put it in your mouth.”

“such a good girl, so good for me.”

and so on.

you continue licking his tip, abusing it with your tongue and getting to taste his precum. he gasps when he feels his tip in your mouth.

you’re sucking on it, giving it licks here and there while your hand is pumping him up and down slowly. it doesn’t take many strokes for him to start moaning.

“darling please…” he begs. you look up and him smiling, his tip still inside your mouth. you know you’re being a tease and.. he’s pretty frustrated as is, it must not be the time to tease him now.

you push your head down to take him whole. resting your hands on his thighs, you bop your head up and down until his tip reaches the back of your throat.

you choke a little, but at the same time you’re used to him. you’ve done this before. he grabs onto your hair to encourage you to keep going, moaning with every movement of yours.

he throws his head back, rolling his eyes at the same time (just like in the video) feeling you spitting on his cock, getting all messy and sloppy. you’re completely slurping him up, using your hand to stroke him when you decide to focus on that swollen tip of his.

“baby..fuck that feels good.” he moans out. you’re feeling him twitch in your mouth, hitting the roof of your mouth.. how can you not love moments like this. he’s so fucking hot.

as you’re tracing circles around his tip, you hear him cry out again. he’s begging and begging for you to keep going, you’re so good at this and you both know that you are.

he grabs onto your hair tighter just to fuck your throat. he keeps your head in place to thrust up into your mouth. he’s moaning and whimpering exactly how he wants, those noises being like a thank you card for helping him de-stress.

he looks back at you as he’s face fucking you, honestly not caring about much, just thinking about his pleasure. he loves the chokes and gags he hears every so often from you, fuelling him to continue.

after some more powerful thrusts, his voice cracks with his orgasm building in his stomach.

you can only mumble nonsense, whining and humming loudly. he’s about to cum and you’re there to swallow it all.

“baby..i can’t. i need to cum” he whimpers out loud.

he leaves thrusts even faster than the previous ones, his last thrust lasting longer. he cums down your throat, only pulling out of your mouth when you give him the signal that you swallowed it all. he’s noisy. very noisy. but you don’t mind and you couldn’t care less if your neighbours heard.

he pulls his cock away from your mouth, a string of saliva and cum linking them until you give his cock one last kiss. he releases the grasp on your hair, panting and squeezing his eyes shut.

you just smile, standing up to give him a little kiss. his cock is definitely still aching, it’s still hard. you know it’ll take more to help him relax than just a blowjob.

“let me really help you relax now.” you smile confidently.

[byuntrash101]

incubus: coming of age

fem!reader x incubus!san smut | mdni 11.3k being in love with your boss, doctor jeong yunho, is a nightmare. unlike this dream you're having right now of him gently kissing you in the middle of the night. but something feels off. doctor jeong doesn't quite sound like himself... nsfw tags under the cut

multiple smut scenes (2), demon!san (needs its own warning), the duality© of choi san he's cute and sweet then hot then even hotter, he's pouty and whiny and then a cocky little shit, monster cock!san (i mean he do be a demon tbh so don't expect realism), dirty talk (he's filthy), oral (f&m), eye contact>>>, breath play, overstim (f), multiple orgasms (he ain't no sex demon for nothing), slight dumbification, breeding kink, a sprinkle of spit play, explicitly asking for consent, pet names (kitten, baby, good girl), breath play, praising, begging™ (that's my brand baby), bulge kink, marking (in a quite literal sense), orgasm control, squirting, an ungodly amount of cum, cum play, lowkey wholesome ending <3 a/n: please enjoy this rework of an old fic of mine

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“Aaaah… Don’t stop” you huffed as you gripped on the bed sheets tightly “I’m cumming” you cry out through gritted teeth, furiously rubbing on your aching and throbbing nub. “F-fuck… Aaaah… Yunho…” You moaned, his name so naturally rolling off your tongue as you pushed yourself over the edge, finally grasping your orgasm and letting it wash over you in waves of heated bliss.

Once your sinful deeds accomplished, you sighed to yourself, lying wide awake in the dark bedroom, contemplating the blank ceiling as your bare chest heaved up and down. 

You did it again… You just couldn’t help yourself, you touched yourself to your handsome boss… Again!

You clicked your tongue, annoyed at your own lack of will.

Yunho was the head of the ophthalmology department at the KQ Medical Center where you worked. Doctor Jeong Yunho was everything a woman in her mid 20s, such as yourself, could desire. He was tall and well built, had strong broad shoulders that seemed like they could carry the weight of the entire world, he was unbelievably attractive with his big puppy eyes and a smile that could light up a room. And on top of that he was incredibly smart and a true gentleman, a wonderful listener, always considerate of his team and that smile! You thought again as you recalled how he looked fondly at you earlier today as you handed him yet another patient file.

As an ophthalmologist of said team, you worked directly under him. And God knew how much more you wanted to do under him…

You shook your head…You really had to stop dreaming about your married boss. Yes, he was married, happily married. And yes, your little thoughts and heart flutters were nothing more than that… dreams, just silly dreams.

You sighed and flipped to your side, tucking your head comfortably on the pillow to finally get some sleep. Not even taking the time to slip your panties back on. Simply buttoning your nightgown back up.

***

You have no idea how long you’ve slept for when you’re woken up by the sound of a pair of lips smacking and the feeling of the said lips attached to your bare shoulder. You blinked a few times, your blurry eyes adapting to the dark room solely illuminated by the rays of the full moon peeking through the blinds. Your eyes fell on the blonde tuft of hair occupied with gently nibbling on your collarbone.

“Hmmm… You finally woke up y/n?” The man lifted his head…

Dr Jeong?!?!

You flung yourself to the headboard, covering yourself with your blanket. Yunho was not at all startled by the sudden screech of terror you emitted and just casually joined you up the mattress. He leaned in and started to playfully lick around your ear. His tongue was surprisingly cool against your burning ear and the tickling sensation raised goosebumps on your skin.

“Aaah” A soft and unexpected moan seeped from your lips. You immediately clapped your hand over your traitorous mouth, refraining from moaning again. Your ears have always been your weak spot.

“Oh baby, you’re so sensitive” his deep voice resonated in your auditory, shivers running down your spine as you fought the urge to lean your head back to give him more access to your neck.

“Dr. Jeong,” you started, voice wavering before the tall blonde interrupted you. 

“Call me Yunho, darling” The pet name spoken in his soft sultry voice made arousal stir your guts around, the butterfly wings tickling your stomach as they took off by thousands.

“Y-Yunho, what are you doing?” You asked in a short breathed whisper, trying so hard not to whimper and, against all odds, succeeding. Yunho smirked, wet lips pressed against the thin skin of your neck.

“Come on baby… You know exactly what I’m doing” He marked a long pause to suck on your earlobe, compelling you to close your eyes. “I’m here to make your wildest dreams come true” Your eyes immediately shot open.

“How would you know about that?” You pushed him away to have a look at his face.

“I just do,” he shrugged nonchalantly before trying to go back to your neck, but you stopped him with a firm hand on his broad chest right between his pecs.

“There’s no way Doctor Jeong would know about that or even act like that at all… Who are you?” You asked, squinting as you grew suspicious. The man chuckled, incredulous.

“Y/n… It’s me Yunho your super sexy gynecologist boss”

Dread crept under your skin, you gasped loudly as you brought the covers further up your body… Doctor Jeong would never speak of himself as “super sexy” and above all else… He’s not a gynecologist!

“Who are you really?” you asked, tilting your head and frowning.

Soon the man dropped his shoulders and the fake reassuring smile, turning his face away from yours.

“Fine!” he spat, he got up from the bed and right there before your very eyes, red smoke started to form at the bottom of his feet, soon enveloping completely his big and tall figure. You rubbed your eyes, persuaded to still be in deep sleep, that was the only logical explanation.

When the smoke dissipated, Yunho was gone and there stood a boy. He had raven black locks of shiny hair perfectly sitting on top of his head, piercing and sharp dark brown orbs looking right into yours and pouty pink lips.

Well, a boy that is if you disregard the two obvious 10 cm (4in) tall horns that sprouted out of his forehead. And a just-as-obvious spade shaped black tail dangling behind him.

He was wearing an oversized black hoodie and a pair of denim shorts with thick white sneakers. He shoved his hands in his back pockets, looking annoyed.

“Who are you?” You asked again, this time more to yourself as you have trouble trusting your own eyes. The thing -for lack of a better word- runs his black stained fingertips through his hair.

“My name is San” he finally said.

“What are you?” you asked after clearing your throat trying not to squeal. San rolled his eyes and sighed deeply, his expression shifting from exasperated to defeated.

“I’m an incubus”

“A what?!” You nearly choked on your own saliva.

“A sex demon that-”

“I know what an incubus is!” you interrupted him, frustrated at the irrational scene taking place before your eyes.

“Well… At least I was supposed to become one” he looked down. You tilted your head in confusion. “Yeah… today is my exam… You’re my exam” You frowned your brows, the confusion thickening in your eyes.

“Your exam?” you echoed.

“Yeah, I was supposed to seduce you to pass…” Your heart jumped into your throat.

“Seduce me?!?” you said louder than intended, feeling yourself almost slipping into cardiac arrest.

“Are you going to repeat everything I say?” he snapped back with a biting tone. “Yeah… I kinda like… studied you and your preferences all semester just for today but it’s all for nothing… I’m going to fail anyway” he hung his head low, sulking cutely.

His words barely made any sense in your fuzzy mind. But then you took a closer look at him, he looked so sad, his cat-like eyes turned droopy, his lips forming an adorable pout as he nervously whipped his tail around. You immediately cursed your subconscious that decided to send you such a weird dream tonight. But the pouting incubus had you second guessing yourself.

“Well…I guess I can make an effort so you can pass your exam” His tail perked up and his eyes instantly lit up.

“Really?” 

You hesitated again.

“Y…yes” you dragged on the word, as if you were trying to keep the right of changing your mind for as long as possible.

“Oh, thank you so much!!!” he chirped, his lips stretching in the most adorable smile, making his sharp eyes turn into two small crescents. And you didn’t really know why but his happiness spread to you, you found yourself mirroring the beaming smile of the heart warming demon.

But something didn't sit right with you.

“Wait, an exam… how old are you?” you asked, uncertain again. San’s smile faded away as he tilted his head to think.

“Hm… You mean in demonic blood moon years or human sun years?” he asked dead serious. When you didn’t reply anything and only looked at him with round and confused eyes, he started mumbling to himself. “Yeah, how would she know what a blood moon year is…” he started counting on his fingers “I’ll be… One… Two… Ten… 19 years old in July” He said proudly puffing his chest.

“Oh my God! You’re only 18!!!” you nearly screamed, almost losing balance and falling off the bed. “I can’t I’m sorry, you’re way too young” San jumped to your side and grabbed both your hands pressing them into his black stained ones.

“Please y/n” he said, piercing cat-like eyes harpooning into yours and begging for your sympathy . “If I fail… I’ll be expelled from school and my parents will disown me… and…” he looked down at his feet, his grip slightly tightening around your hand, his voice quivering. “I’ll be prohibited from breeding, which is an incubus’ sole purpose” He hung his tails in defeat.

You didn’t know why or how but seeing him like that made your heart sink to the bottom of your stomach. You couldn’t possibly say “no” to such a face. You sighed again, it was your turn to feel defeated. 

“Fine…” you couldn’t help but to smile softly when you saw him wag his tail back. “What do you need to pass?” He looked to the side, recalling the instructions.

“For me to have just the passing grade I need to” he nervously licked his lips before looking back into your eyes “I need to successfully give you… one orgasm”.

You blinked your eyes twice, unsure of the information perceived by your ears. You started to shake your head slowly as the realization started to come clearer into mind. “Wait please y/n! We don’t actually have to have intercourse”

“Please don’t say it like that” you asked in a prolonged sigh, removing your hands from his to massage your temples, with knitted brows.

“Wait y/n! I mean… I could maybe… just…” he hesitated “go down on you?”. Silence fell for a second, but you started to shake your head again. “Please” he pleaded, getting on his knees at your side on the mattress, attacking with the damn irresistible eyes and pouty lips.

Silence again.

“OK…” you finally breathed out, getting up and pacing around the room. Once again, his tail cutely perked up. “If it’s a dream then I guess it’s ok…” you whispered to yourself this time your gaze drifting to the floor as you still have trouble processing what is going on.

Just a dream. You repeated to yourself.

“Oh my! Thank you! I promise I will make you feel good” your eyes shot back to him. It was almost imperceptible but the last two words sounded different. Something was different.

San took a step in your direction and you wanted to step back but the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed. You froze in your steps. He leaned into your ear and if you didn’t have your eyes to back up your ears on this one you would have sworn it wasn’t San speaking to you anymore. He took this deep, sultry, and alluring voice that only a demon could have.

“I promise you won’t regret it. Because I was trained for this.” You felt the unusually hot glide of his tongue on your ear as swarms of butterflies collectively took off inside your guts. “I was trained to please you… Only you.” Goosebumps ran across your skin as electricity sparked up in your core.

He went back to lick and suck on your ear you’re surprised how much surface his tongue can cover but you don’t pay that much attention to it, you’re too busy being gently laid back in your bed by San as he licked down your neck, leaving sloppy kisses and playful bites in his wake. His sharp teeth easily sunk into your skin and the pleasurable sting dragged a throaty moan out of your mouth. San briefly pulled away to look at you. He smirked at your flushed rosy cheeks.

“Baby, are you already feeling me?” Just as he said that he pushed his hips into yours and you had to keep yourself from loudly gasping when you felt… it. You haven’t seen it yet, but you just know it… That thing… was huge.

You let out a whimper and he unveiled his pointy teeth, the white pearls glistening under the moonlight. While San buried his face back in the crook of your neck you noticed how the buttons of your nightgown started to faintly glow red and in total stupor you understood they were undoing themselves. The straps swiftly slipped off your skin and you were left absolutely naked before San’s eyes.

He pulled away drinking in your most natural form while you laid on your back, thighs tightly pressed together.

“Baby you look this good, and you want me to behave?” he said in that voice again. He licked his lips, his tongue was different. It’s long and pointy, unnaturally red and… hot too… you recalled from the neck kisses. Your heart pounded in your chest.

He leans back again, and his disproportionately long tongue fully wrapped around your nipple. You moaned and bit your bottom lip. He lightly flicked his tongue. You gasped as it was gradually more difficult to resist.

He dipped down again, hot tongue gliding across your skin from your chest to your stomach and dangerously approaching your center. When he noticed you were keeping your legs tightly shut, he looked back up at you. Your eyes grew wide when you noticed the soft dark brown of his eyes was replaced by a glowing and ominous burgundy red.

“Baby, don’t make this harder than it has to be” San said, not parting his lips from your pubic bone still showering you with a thousand breathy kisses. Then with a flick of the wrist, your legs flew open, the magical force prying your legs open as if it were nothing, coercing you into unveiling yourself to the ravenous gaze of the demon. Before you could even realize it San was eyeing the most private part of you. 

And just like that the demon was at heaven's doors.

“Baby, it didn’t even start yet and you’re already this wet for me” his teasing made you squirm and it’s only then that you realized in what state the incubus has put you.

You were absolutely drenched. You never were this wet… Ever! Even in your wildest dream with Doctor Jeong. Without even proper touching, you soaked the sheets all the way through the mattress. You couldn’t see it, but you felt long strings of your juices linking your sopping center to the bed and coating your inner thighs.

When San approached his face very slowly, eyes focused on his target, licking his lips hungrily, when he’s right there, just a couple of centimeters away from your soaked slit he looked up at you. Sharp eyes glowing red and harboring a smirk that could only be described as downright evil.

“Oh, and y/n, one last thing. This is not a dream… It’s real… I’m real”

You didn’t have time to process the information before his tongue made contact with you, directly aiming for the clit. You gasped loudly, gripping the sheets. The sensation was unlike anything you’ve felt before. His tongue was uncommonly hot and wet, slimy even, like lubricated? It was also kind of rough, rugged, like a cat’s tongue. But strangely it was the best part about it, the little asperities were stimulating you in a novel way. You simply couldn’t hold back anymore. Frankly, you didn’t want to, you were giving in.

Your delighted moans filled the room, and your meek voice had San smirking, lips still tightly pressed to your folds.

“That’s it, kitten, moan for me.”

The pet name made you moan louder, your hand instinctively finding his head, fingers intertwining with the thick black hair between his horns and gripping it. His abnormally long tongue swirling around your clit, driving you to the verge of sanity. The pleasure rose steadily, and you felt the familiar build up form in your stomach.

He wrapped his lips around your swollen and very sensitive clit to give it a gentle suck. Another throaty moan slipped out your mouth which made you bite your lip right after. His sharp teeth grazed against you and you felt a small bite on your already aching bud. The sting was divine and made you scream out a moan. San felt you twitch under his tongue as you unconsciously buck your hips up and down, grinding your needy little cunt against his tongue.

“Kitten, are you gonna cum?” he asked with a mouth full.

You looked down at his dark red glowing eyes, his satisfied smirk, his pitch-black hair stuck to his forehead, his face smeared with your overflowing juices… Fuck why did he have to look so good?

You nodded, biting on your bottom lip so hard you could have drawn blood, feeling your walls flutter, inching so close to the edge, your peak within reach but San slowed down…

No… Please… 

You wanted to beg but you didn't.

You let out a desperate whimper that made San’s smirk grow even wider.

“Then tell me, Kitten. Tell me how good I’m making you feel. Tell me what you want.” he whispered in that deep voice again.

Fuck… How did he know you so well, the weak spot around your ear, the pet name, the dirty talk, the teasing? He knew about all the little things you fantasized about in the dead of night, all the details that drove you mad but never dared speak of out loud. All these secrets you kept for yourself until now. He knew your mind and your body. He had all the cards in hand and you were losing, giving up. But giving up never felt so good.

The agonizing slow flicks of his tongue on your throbbing pussy were killing you and you just wanted more. You needed more.

“Please, please San…” you whined. “Please, please let me cum. I-I need it so bad. Please”. you begged, your mind fogged up with lust. He chuckled in victory.

“Good girl” he praised before shoving his whole tongue in your clenching pussy. You didn't have the will (or the strength as a matter of fact) to control your voice anymore. You let your moans cascade off your tongue and crash heavily on the bedroom floor. The sounds were music to the demon's ear, the irrefutable sign you gave yourself up to him.

“Fuck… yessss…” you brought your second hand between the demon's horn to grip his hair too. Not realizing how harshly you're pulling at it, sting made San grunt against your heat.

“Beg me for it, Kitten”

“Please Sannie… aaah… Don’t stop… Please” you were pleading, you were so fucking close.

His tongue worked wonders going in and out of you at an astonishing speed, every time hitting your g spot dead on. Somehow, he managed to tongue fuck you while still give attention to your clit. Expertedly alternating between your fluttering and gushing hole and your touched deprived little bundle of nerves. 

“M’c-cumming” you whispered in a strangled breath.

“Yes, cum for me Kitten. Cum all over my mouth” San’s deep voice resonated in your ear as your eyes were closed shut. Your legs tensed up and your back arched as the knot finally ruptured, making you unravel at San’s touch. Juices flowing out into San’s open mouth. He sent you into an earth-shattering orgasm. The overwhelming sensation took over your entire body, making you shake uncontrollably as you screamed out his name. Never have you felt something like this. A simple human being would have never been capable of doing the things he had done to you.

San slowed down allowing you to ride off your high without hurry. When he parted his mouth from your quivering core you heard him swallow thickly then hum in satisfaction.

“Mmmmh… Delicious baby” he said wiping his glistening mouth and chin with the back of his hand, the glow in his eyes slowly fading to the original dark brown.

Your chest was heaving up and down and you still couldn’t believe what just happened. The things you felt you can’t really understand or even name them. All you knew was that you didn’t want to let them go.

San had already climbed off the bed when you let your heart speak. Or maybe the voice was coming from further south? 

“San…” he turned around “I-… hum…” you didn’t really say anything but San smirked. He clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Is Kitten becoming greedy?” With that a red halo of light started to surround him and his clothes just simultaneously dropped to the floor.

You looked at him with round eyes and a hanging jaw. Who would have known he was hiding all this behind his boyish face? He looked absolutely stunning. You would have never suspected such broad shoulders underneath that oversized hoodie. He was toned and in shape. But the most impressive thing was without a doubt his masculine attributes…

His huge dick stood proud and tall. It was quite literally the size of your forearm and you just kept staring at it as it lightly twitched, precum shining and pearling at his slit.

You licked your lips as the sight made your mouth water. San picked up on your piqued interest right away.

He slipped back in bed with you and whispered in your ear again, planting kisses around your ear. He grabbed your face, squishing your cheeks in a firm grip, his black stained thumb tugging at your lips before he slipped his long tongue inside your mouth. Instantly the taste of your own cum spreaded on your tongue, lust clouding your mind. San continued to push his tongue inside, past the back of your mouth and until it was down your throat. Making your lips finally meet. Your eyes instinctively rolled to the back of your head, your mind slipping into some kind of half consciousness as you could only think of San’s plump lips on yours, only think of his tongue down your throat and the heat and the mess it was creating, both your saliva mixing and dripping on your chin. Goosebumps woke on your skin in the nape of your neck as his heavy breathing fanned your warm cheeks.

When he pulled out and you gasped for air, light headed from the burning oxygen in your lungs.

“I know you want more,” he said as he let go of your face to forcefully grab your wrist, placing your hand on his fat huge cock. The thing was so hard and hot, twitching under your fingers, you bit your lip trying to repress an embarrassingly needy moan and barely succeeding. San enfolded your fingers around his cock, making your hand appear so tiny in comparison to the huge cock inside of your clenched fist. He harshly thrusted himself in your small hand wrapped around his two big ones. You whimpered as San growled in your ear.

“Tell me what you want, kitten” San’s low grunts made you shiver, heat pulling in your stomach once more. He gave another powerful thrust in your fist.

“Please… San” you started with your lips trembling. “Fuck me” you finally said in a breath, barely above a whisper.

That was all that San needed. He left your side and kneeled right in front of you. He harshly pulled on your parted thighs to bring you closer. You let a whimper out as his member rubbed against your still very responsive clit.

He wiggled himself even closer and linked his hips with yours, his fat cock resting on your stomach.

“Look kitten, this is how full I’m going to make you” he chuckled, an evil smirk playing at his lips, slightly swaying his hips to rub on your nub. You bit your lip and lifted your head to take a look. You whimpered when you saw the angry red and leaking tip reach all the way up to your midriff.

It’s never going to fit…

He seized his thick member and started to rub the tip against your slit, gathering your wetness and coating himself with it. You bucked your hips up, impatient to be filled. But San gently took your chin in his black stained fingers and lifted your head up. Your eyes shoot back to his, the red glow was back.

“Look at me while I fill you up with this huge fucking cock” he whispered detaching every syllable of the three last words, eyes diving deep into yours. The smirk was gone, he was done playing.

Slowly and steadily, he pushed himself inside you. His girthy tip delightfully stretching your tight little cunt. You felt him progress inside you, surprisingly you didn’t feel any discomfort at all. Something of this length, of this girth, it should have hurt. But it just didn’t. Instead every centimeter felt like pure heaven as his glowing eyes locked into yours as he frowned and grunted.

Eventually he reached the deepest part of you and your hips linked again. You squeezed your eyes shut and your toes curled up… Because as crazy as it may sound just with this one slow stroke, he made you cum. You couldn’t explain it, there’s no logical explanation but you, a woman of science, you didn’t have a single thought anymore for logic. You only wanted more. More of this unholy pleasure. More of this demon, more of him.

You pressed your lips into a thin line to not moan. But San wasn’t fooled, he couldn’t possibly when your tight cunt was so desperately fluttering around him. He hunched his warm body over yours and leaned into your ear to whisper with the deep voice that you were starting to know.

“Oh Kitten,” he clicked his tongue with a patronizing tone. “You came with that?” He cooed as he slowly pulled out of your still throbbing cunt. “But I have so much more in stock just for you”

Then he stood back straight and took a bruising grip on both of your thighs to smash himself back into your dripping heat.

“Fuck” you yelled. Your eyes shot open as you cursed out loud, unable to resist the feeling. Your previous orgasm still hadn’t completely worn off and he was already forcing another one into you. Your eyes rolled back as your jaw fell open, shaking every time he thrusted his huge cock inside you.

San smirked when he felt the signature clenching and throbbing of your on coming high. But that didn’t stop him. As another orgasm washed over you, your legs shook uncontrollably as you moaned out his name.

“Aaaah… Sannnnn”

“Awww, you’re cumming again… Kitten really has become greedy” he chuckled slowly, adapting his pace to allow you to breathe. Your high slowly wore off. Your eyes came back into focus and you caught San’s tail lazily waving behind him before they drift to his handsome (but evil) face.

“Oh Kitten, you’re back! I almost thought you were going to pass out with this one.” he chuckled again, still slowly pumping himself deep inside of you. “You’re not used to feeling this good, huh?” You couldn’t even reply anything, your brain couldn’t process just one useful coherent thought so you just laid there trying to process the feeling but San sped back up, going even faster. Right when you thought it couldn’t get better. Right when you thought he couldn’t possibly fuck you any better than this… he does exactly that.

Immediately you gripped the sheets again, arching your back. You were already back to screaming for him. He felt amazing inside you. The way each thrusted into you to deliciously spread your aching tiny little cunt, the way he rammed himself into you, rearranging your guts and shaping your hole to perfectly fit his fat cock… Frankly in this instant you couldn’t even remember your own name.

“Fuck… Aaaah…”

The sound of wet skin clashing reverberated against the walls of your room. Finally, you felt him dangerously twitch inside you. He was coming close to his release, and it showed in his dark red glowing eyes.

“I’m gonna cum inside you” he grunted lowly, tightening his grip on your thighs. This was definitely not a question. It was a statement.

You welcomed his demand as it meant salvation to you. You were exhausted, your pussy just couldn’t take another one of these intense orgasms. You felt like you were going to collapse as you laid there on your back while he furiously pounded into you, your eyes rolled back and your tongue hanging out of your mouth, flapping on your chin with every thrust.

“Yesh, pleash cum inshide me” you mumbled, not even bothering to slip your tongue back in.

“I’ll make you mine, kitten” he growled, making you shiver.

“Yesssshhhh” you huffed in a shaky breath.

Your own release was coming close, again. Your toes curled upward, and you arched your back, your tight pussy frantically throbbing and clenching around San as his cock pulsed and twitched inside you finally releasing his delicious piping hot cum.

“Fuckkkk” San breathed out through gritted teeth as you sunk your nails into his biceps.

Gallons of thick white sticky liquid gushed out inside you, adding on to the full feeling of San’s cock. You felt astronomical volumes of cum filling you to the brim until it had to flow out of you in a slimy river of gooey white spurts.

You both caught your breath for a good two minutes before you could even move. When San finally pulled out your mixed juices still linked him to you in long strings.

He was quicker to recover than you. Your chest was still heaving up and down when he magically popped his clothes back on.

He looked back at you and the change in attitude was blatant. The glow in his eyes was gone, his innocent boyish expression was back, the cat-like eyes had lost their sharpness and looked back at you with a kittenish expression, and his smile? just adorable. Even his tail was cutely wagging behind him. Suddenly there was nothing evil about him (once more, disregarding the demon horned of course).

“Thanks y/n! Imma have the best grade ever. I bet Hongjoong had to keep the illusion spell…” He smiled from ear to ear, the shiny brown irises completely disappearing to leave two cute crescents.

Completely drained out you barely managed to simply nod back at him and grinned from the corner of your mouth.

“Anyway, bye… Kitten” he said, a playful glint briefly passing his eyes while the red smoke engulfed him once more.

When the smoke cleared out you were almost - not almost - sad that he’s gone. You sighed deeply, cum still lazily dripping out of your broken-beyond-repair hole.

How  were you supposed to go back to a normal life after that?

***

Well in fact… you didn’t. It was over a year later and San never came back. Every night you were hoping that somehow, he would come visit you again. But every night you laid in your bed disappointed, actually, even worse: frustrated.

Because after that fateful night you never touched yourself to your handsome boss Doctor Jeong Yunho again. Actually, you completely lost interest in him. Sure, he was still very handsome and gentlemanly but you just… didn’t care anymore.

To be clear you didn’t touch yourself to Yunho, but you still did have intimate moments with yourself… Well, you tried at least. Because nothing, nothing came close to what you felt when San took care of you that night. Actually, you knew no human being, no simple mortal could possibly fuck you that way. It’s not something a being of flesh and blood can do… It’s something only an unholy creature could do, something only a demon could make you feel.

So every time you succumbed to the urge of relieving yourself by letting your fingers play with your folds it ended in either, a complete failure where you couldn’t even drive yourself to your peak or, a lukewarm, disappointing and frustrating orgasm.

A whole year…

A whole year spent fantasizing about a teenage demon that only used you to pass a stupid exam then vanished from your reality without failing to completely shatter your whole world.

So yeah… it sucked…

You sighed to yourself, staring at the same old ceiling of your room. It was one of those nights where the tension was just too much, but you didn’t feel like going through the hassle of actually pleasuring yourself knowing damn well it was going to be temporary and frankly dissatisfying.

You turned to your side, determined to chase off the frustration by getting some good sleep. Exhausted you drifted pretty quickly into a deep slumber.

But the sleep was anything but good… You found yourself covered in sweat, wrestling in your sheets, engrossed in a fever dream. Not much of it made sense but you felt hands were roaming your body, an usually warm embrace was enveloping your form, you felt rugged flesh lapping at your ear. You heard jerky breaths, lowly grunts, an unnaturally deep voice talking to you…

Missed me… Kitten?

“San?!” you shouted as you sat up in your bed, eyes snapping open.

You looked around in a slight panic, your night gown clamped to your sweaty skin and your chest heaving up and down.

“Fuck” you cursed yourself under your breath, disappointed when you realized your mind played tricks on you again. You were just here alone in your room, soaked in frustration… and arousal.

“God damn it” you cursed again as you slipped your nightgown over your head and kicked the covers off your heated skin. Leaving yourself naked on top of your bed. Immediately the cold air lifted goosebumps on your humid skin, hardening your nipples.

You let your fingers slip to the crux of the problem. You knew there was only one way to finally be able to chase away the memory of San, even if it was only for tonight.

The cold fingers on your drenched heat drew a sharp breath off your lips. You were so excited about this stupid fever dream, so excited about him that only a few rubs already had you with your toes curled up in pleasure, fisting the sheets tightly.

“Aaaah… San” you softly moaned his name. With eyes closed shut, you tried to recall the way he felt inside you, the way his eyes glowed red, the way his low voice sent shivers down your spine…

Awww Kittennn~…

It was like you could hear him… you gave no rest to your sensitive and throbbing nub.

“San, I’m gonna cum” you whispered to yourself. Pleasure slowly taking over your entire body. You slipped a finger inside your drenched heat to aid yourself to your peak a little quicker. Then another one. You aimed directly for your sensitive spot and you felt yourself tightly clenching around your fingers. You’re so close… so so close.

“Aren’t you going to wait for me?”

This time…There’s no doubt.

Your eyes snapped open again as you stopped what you were doing and you were met with San staring you down at the foot of the bed, licking his lips, eyes already wavering with a tint of red.

But for a second you doubted. Was it really him? You can’t help but to ask yourself. He looked so different. Sure, the spare shaped black tail still loosely dangled behind him but other than that his whole aura changed. The boyish features are completely gone. Instead, his eyes and jaw look sharper. He looks broader, more muscular. His plain black tee is tightly hugging his fit and toned body, making it easy for you to see abs peeking from underneath the constrictive fabric, abs you can’t recall from the previous visit. His arms muscles were thicker, and a lot more developed. Along with his pecs of which you could clearly see the outline of under the skin tight black tee. His matching jeans let you see through their rips his smooth silky skin and generous thighs.

But the most noticeable change is definitely his horns. The cute 10 cm (4in) tall skin-colored horns were replaced by huge 30cm (1ft) long ones. They were directly sprouting in a spiral from his forehead and stood proud on top of his head. Their base was black but as they went up it faded to a dark and deep blood red.

Overall, he looked much more mature.

He wasn’t a boy anymore… he was a man.

“San?” you started hesitantly as the demon already slipped beside you in bed. “Is that really you?” you couldn’t help but to ask.

“Yes, Kitten… It’s me” he whispered in the low voice you've missed so badly. Bringing his lips close to your ear and you felt his rough tongue lap at your sweet spot, the familiar sensation drew a shaky breath out of you. For a minute you didn't say anything, you were just there, under his spell as he played with you. In the midst of it all, you didn’t even notice you were stark naked, or maybe you just didn’t care. You didn’t want to protest quite frankly, you let him do, you let him gently nibble at your bare collarbones and plant gentle kisses on your neck. You let him because that’s what you’ve been waiting for… For a whole fucking year.

But then you shook your head, snapping out of it. You left his side and get off the bed taking the sheets to wrap around your naked body and get up, knowing that his soft kisses kept you from thinking rationally.

“San…” you turned your eyes back to him “you've… changed”. He chuckled and the red glow faded to slowly disappear as he got up.

“Yes… I know, a lot can change in 12 years…” he casually said while stepping closer to you.

Wait. What?

“What 12 years? No, it was just last year” you corrected him, and he took your hands in his slender black stained fingers.

“Maybe to you. But not to me” You suddenly recall the demonic blood moon years he had mentioned on his first visit. Maybe that’s what he meant. “I’ll be turning 30 this July.”

Your jaw dropped. How was that even possible? But then again, here you were questioning the passing of time for an incubus. So what's crazier really?

“You remember what I told you about breeding?” San’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

“Yes… that it is an incubus sole purpose, right?” you said absentmindedly, still having trouble wrapping your mind around the situation. But you were brought back to the present moment when San squeezed your hands tightly and dived in your gaze with his piercing dark brown orbs.

“Yes, I came back for that…” he leaned in and you instinctively leaned your head back giving him unconditional access to your neck. San’s voice went down an octave again, lips only millimeters away from your ear. “I came back for you…” he whispered before he licked around your sweet spot, making your heart loudly thump in your chest and your toes curl on the cold wooden floor of your bedroom. You bit your lip trying to restrain your voice.

“I’m going to breed you” his voice was hypnotizing, “You will bear my children and bring them into the world” You couldn’t even wrap your mind around what he was saying, “I chose you, y/n. I only want you” His voice was putting a spell on you. “I can fuck any women I want but…” his warm hand was now wrapped around your nape, and the other one gently pulled on the sheets wrapped around your nude body that you let fall to the ground without resistance.

“San what do you mean?” you asked in a jerky whisper, only focusing on his hot breath on your ear. He ignored your question.

“I need your approval to breed you, y/n” His blunt nails grazed against the naked skin of your lower back, you started to softly moan, you were wrapped around his fingers, completely bewitched by his cat-like eyes fixed into yours. 

“So, say yes, y/n… Say yes Kitten” he said before his large palms groped your ass and pulled you against him, closing in the last centimeters that were left between his clothed body and your naked one, sending radiating heat from your core to your entire body.

What were you supposed to reply? Were you supposed to say "no"? How could you do such a thing after waiting for him for a whole year, everyday growing a little more desperate, a little more frustrated… How could you possibly say no, when his hands were roaming your body like they have always known you. When he whispered with that voice in your ear. When minutes ago, you would have given anything to have another night with him…

You… just…

Couldn’t.

“Okay…” you whispered ever so quietly, barely audible even for your own ears.

You felt San’s cheek lift against yours as he smiled. When he pulled back, you can see his pointy teeth glistening under the full moon, like they did a year ago. He was wearing the same evil smirk that you knew so well, the same wicked and devious smirk that he burnt into your memory a year ago, making sure you could never forget about it.

Fuck…

Right there something snapped, something changed. When San looked back the red glow in his eyes was more intense than ever, his expression was wicked. Lust dancing in his dark orbs as he licked his lips with appetite.

You didn’t even notice the red glow around your naked form before you felt your feet being lifted from the ground. San smirked at the confusion plastered on your face. His magic made you levitate and harshly threw you on the bed, almost smashing your head on the headboard. You should have been stunned but the scene taking place right before your eyes kept you conscious and focused.

The red glow now circled San and in a fraction of second his clothes were gone. Not dropped to the floor, just gone. They completely vanished. And he stood right before you in all his glory. You couldn’t help but to let your eyes trail his body.

His intense gaze, his sharp jawline, long narrow neck, his collarbones. The large and sturdy muscular shoulders. The developed muscles of his pecs and arms moving and mesmerizing you. The dangling black tail. The toned abs, already lightly sparkling with sweat.

Then your eyes finally went below the waist line.

You do remember the enormous… thing – for lack of a better word – San fucked you with last time. How could you forget? You could never. That’s why you know for a fact that this thing right there in front of you, rock hard, lightly twitching and oozing precum at the slit, is actually bigger.

Your jaw dropped to the floor. The veiny and pulsing monstrous cock was as lengthy as your thigh and as thick as a soda can. When you looked more closely at it you realized it was beaded. Beads of different sizes were visible, forming bumps under his skin that progressed down the shaft. Your heart jumped in your chest. Because you knew that huge ass cock was made for pleasure. Tingles started to bubble in the pit of your stomach, and you unconsciously pressed your thighs together.

San couldn’t help but to smirk when he noticed fear and anticipation swim in your confused eyes.

He stepped closer to you.

“Oh Kitten” he started as he crawled in bed to you. The wicked smirk still dancing on his lips, red glowing eyes fixed on you. “We’re going to have so much fun~”

Then with the familiar flick of his wrist your legs flew open at his will. You gasped in surprise. And San’s smirk grew wider when he noticed how your folds glistened with your juices.

“Kitten look at you…” He said, gesturing his chin towards your most private part. “You’re always so wet for me” his low voice sent shivers down your spine as embarrassment rushed to your cheeks. But the spell maintained your legs nice and spread out for him.

San leaned in closer to your drenched heat, sharp teeth on display and tongue out.

You gasped loudly arching your back when you felt his rugged tongue aiming directly for your clit. Still very sensitive from almost cumming a few minutes ago.

“Mmmmh… Kitten you taste even better than last time” he purred, lips pressed to your core, the vibrations sending electricity in your body.

San took his sweet time gently lapping at and around your nub to tease you, while cascades of juices flowed out of your impatient center. You can’t endure the teasing anymore, not after all this time, not after a whole year. You unconsciously bucked your hips up, grinding your pussy on his tongue while a tiny pleading whimper escaped your lips.

San stopped in his tracks. You were taken aback when the glowing red pair of cat-like eyes looked back up at you as he shook his head fainting disappointment. But the smirk was quick to return.

“Baby” his warm breath fanned your delicate parts. “Don’t be so fucking greedy” he said before sinking his pointy white teeth in the sensitive little bud. The sting pulled a scream out of you while you gripped the sheets. Immediately after San’s tongue plunged inside your hungry little hole, reaching the deepest part right away. At an alluring speed, his long tongue came in and out of you, each time poking at your sweet spot. Your loud moans echoed through the empty night, the familiar knot, quick to tighten again after this much teasing.

“San don’t stop” you pleaded, feeling your release coming in. San’s red orbs still fixed in yours while his tail lazily dangled behind him.

The incessant stimulation of your g-spot got you clenching around his long and rugged tongue while you finally came, letting go of the knot. You screamed in absolute bliss.

That’s it… this feeling… The sensation you’ve been craving.

“Fuckkkk” You cried out.

San parted himself from your throbbing center for a moment, allowing you to ride out your high at your own pace. Your chest was heaving up and down, sweat was pearling between your breasts.

“Baby, don’t think it’s over just yet” he said, smirking again. “I have so much more in store for you…”

You didn't have time to fully recover yet but San dove down to your soaked folds again, this time his hot and wet tongue only focused on your swollen nub. You scream out in surprise and pleasure. Immediately your back arched again.

His tongue somehow felt like it vibrated, the feeling was intense and suffocating, and you knew you would soon be thrown into another strong orgasm again. Your hand instinctively flew to San’s hair, resting in between his two horns, fingers harshly pulling at his luscious raven black locks.

“Is Kitten cumming again?” he said with a mouthful.

You couldn’t even process an answer as the crushing orgasm washed over you again, excessive amounts of your arousal coating your tights and linking your center to the sheets. You moan out without restrain, not making any efforts whatsoever to keep your voice down.

When he was done San sat back up on the bed. You didn’t even notice how he stroked his huge monstrous pole in his fist.

“Kitten, I hope you’re not too tired yet…” you jumped when you felt the unnaturally hot tip glide against your folds. “Because it’s my turn now” he singsang.

He shimmied his way to your parted thighs. Like last time he rested his cock on your stomach to measure it up to you. Now there’s no doubt the thing is much much bigger than last time. A year ago, it reached to your midriff, now the red tip is comfortably placed between your breasts. In a sort of trance, you wrapped your hands around it, the both of them can barely circle the girth of his dick. It was huge… Abnormally long and terrifyingly thick… but you couldn’t wait to feel the thing inside you.

San smirked when he noticed you eyeing his member with burning desire. He pulled his hips back and aligned himself at your entrance. His tip teased you as you bit your lip, gathering your wetness for a smooth crossing.

“Look at me Kitten” your eyes shot back to San’s glowing orbs. “Look at me while I make you take my cock” You let a tiny whimper out when you feel him pushing himself inside you. The tip gently and slowly parting you. San grunted in your ear.

“Fuck Kitten, you’re so tight for me baby” he breathed out in his low voice.

With every centimeter it got better and better, you don’t feel any pain, only divine pleasure. You felt each one of the beads along his shaft, each one more pleasurable than the last. History repeats itself as with this one slow introductory stroke you found yourself coming undone for him again.

“I’m gonna cum” you whispered in a strangled breath, your eyes still locked with San’s. His smirk grew wider at your frowned brows and trembling lips. But he kept on steadily pushing his cock inside you, stretching you further and further.

“I know” he whispered before violently pushing the last few centimeters in. The unexpected and overwhelming pleasure washed over you as you sank your head back in the pillows, a long string of moans falling off your lips while your cunt twitched uncontrollably around San, a satisfied grin playing on his lips.

“Kitten” he said while pulling back slowly as you were still high from your climax. “I don’t think you’re ready for me” You peeled open one eye with difficulty to look at him and nodded to contradict him. San chuckled. “You think?” he asked, pulling his dick out of you while your walls desperately clenched around nothing.

“Y-yes” you whispered, squirming, craving for him to fill you up again. “Yes, I missed you so much” the words rolled so naturally off your tongue before you even realized they did. San lifted an eyebrow.

“Really Kitten? You missed me?” you nodded again. “Well… you only waited for a year” you gasped as his hot tip circled your aching little nub before going back to your entrance. “I waited for 12 years” he said in an unnaturally low grunt.

He slammed his hips into yours in one powerful and shattering thrust which set you right back to screaming again. His movements were fast and precise each time he sent his big cock smashing against your g-spot. The pleasurable feeling was unbearable.

“San… Aaaahh…” you moaned his name, as you got dangerously close to the edge again.

“Yes, moan for me Kitten” he said through gritted teeth. “Am I not a lot better than last time?” he panted.

You couldn’t believe it but it’s true. You didn’t think it was possible but yes. He got incredibly better at fucking you to the point that you were ready to pledge your pussy to him for eternity. For him only. You’d do anything to be fucked like this every day until your body eventually gave out from exhaustion.

“Yesss…. Aaaaah… fuck” You shouted closing your eyes under the pleasure. Your loud and unrestrained moans made San smirk.

“You’re mine” he growled continuously fucking you deep and hard. “Fucking look at me I told you” He planted his black nails at the side of your face, making you wince and also open your eyes. The red glow was brighter than ever. “Say that you’re mine” he commanded.

“I’m yours” you whined locking eyes with him as the clenching of your cunt warned San of how close you were.

“Kitten, are you gonna cum again?” he chuckled, eyes locked into yours, furiously pumping his abnormally large cock inside your now shapeless little hole.

“I’m gonna make you mine Kitten. I’m gonna pump you full of cum. Do you want that Kitten?”

“Yes please” You begged in a short breath, your release getting dangerously close.

“Good girl” He grunted getting close to your ear, his rugged tongue licking the shell of it. “Now cum. Cum around my big cock while I fill you up to the brink with hot cum.”

The low whispers were enough to rocket you over the edge. You screamed in absolute bliss, twitching around his huge cock as you felt the hot sticky liquid rushing into you and overflowing out. Just like last time the quantity was inhumane, testifying of San’s demonic nature.

When San finally slipped out of you, you felt your heat meekly clench around nothing, already missing the way San’s monstrous cock was making you feel so full.

You were left completely dazed, lying on the bed, eyes still rolled back in your head, focusing on the fading sensation of your peak.

You didn’t even notice when San stood by the bed and you also didn't notice how, contrary to last time, cumming had not calmed him down. The thing is still alive and lively. In other words, he’s far from done with you.

“Kitten, I’m gonna fuck your face now” he announced.

You didn’t have time to process the meaning of those words that you were being pulled by your arm. Your body was lying across the bed while your head was resting upside down on the edge of the mattress.

“Open wide Kitten” San’s hot and wet tip brushed against your lips. Almost out of instinct you opened your mouth.

San pressed himself inside your narrow mouth. The stretch was borderline unbearable, San’s cock was too big. Way too big for your tiny mouth and you barely managed to take the head of his dick inside your crowded wet hole. San grunted loudly, indulging in the feeling of stretching your lips to his convenience.

“Fuckkkk… y/n”

When he reached the back of your throat he started to slowly pull out, taking his cock completely out. You ceased the opportunity to take a deep breath. And that proved to be the right move, because seconds later San went back inside you but with much less tenderness. He placed both of his hands on your cheeks gripping your face tightly to aid himself with intruding your mouth.

He had no mercy for your poor sore throat, his powerful thrust silencing you except for the wet and sloppy sounds that your mouth emitted.

“How does your cum and mine taste like Kitten?”

His voice sent shivers across your skin, your eyes rolled back as your pained pried open jaw gradually went numb. You wanted to scream how good he tasted on your tongue but you couldn’t. You wanted more, more of this intoxicating taste taking over your mouth and clouding your mind.

“Fuckkkk… Kitten… You’re gonna make me cum” He whispered, his voice conveying the feeling of his incoming orgasm. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth baby. Want that Kitten?” You only produced a gargled moan and San knew how eager you truly were to taste more of him.

“Such a good girl for me”

Only instants after you felt the stream of his warm load shoot to the back of your throat, instantly filling your mouth. Squirts after squirts of cum crashed on the inside of your cheeks and on your tongue, some even slipped out of your mouth and lazily dripped down to your cheeks and forehead.. The bitter taste invades you and your entire body, making you dizzy, light headed.

When San pulled out you hurriedly swallowed a big mouthful of thick and hot cum before drawing a sharp -and much needed- breath.

San gently stroked your cum and spit covered cheeks.

“You’re such a good girl for me Kitten” he said before laying back on the bed, his back against the headboard. And your eyes went wide with stupor when you noticed that still. The monster has not calmed down. His cock is still hard, pumped full of burning blood, tip a shade of angry red and profusely leaking at the slit.

You felt exhausted and drained out by all the orgasms you failed to count. You couldn’t even lift a single muscle even if you tried.

But you didn’t have to because once again your body was enveloped by a red glowing light. With that you were lifted in the air. San’s magic spreading your legs into an impressive split, suspended in the air above him while he patiently waited for you to come down on him with his hands behind his head.

Beads of sweat formed on his chest and rolled down his toned abs. Sweat also stuck his bangs to his forehead and his horns. He was absolutely gorgeous, the kind of beauty that nobody would ever be able to turn down… and especially not you.

And unlike you, he looked everything but tired.

Slowly his magic lowered you down. You gasped when his hot tip brush against your drenched folds.

“I just need more of you, Kitten. Can you handle me?”

You wanted to respond but you were unable to think of anything coherent as, already, the steady descent had you stretched out around his girth and completely cock dumb. You only whimper meekly for a response. Slowly but surely San set you down on his cock, cunt perfectly angled with his huge dick. Each centimeter, each bead going inside you, making your body tense up with agonizing pleasure.

When you were halfway through the red light around your body went off and he dropped you to take the rest of him in one go. And it was just too much for you. The way his cock smashed into your sensitive sweet spot while San had his glowing red orbs fixed on the place your bodies met sent you into the abyss again. This time the pleasure was so intense that not only your needy cunt absolutely crushed San’s cock with a vice grip and uncontrollable spasms but also gushed out juices in powerful clear streams, drenching San’s muscular torso. San smirked as he clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Kitten… You came again with the very first stroke” he said, fainting disappointment, taking pleasure in seeing you struggle above him, shaking uncontrollably, eyes rolled back, jaw hanging open and toes curled up.

Before you could even go back to your senses, you felt yourself getting lifted again and the red glow came back around your figure. You whimpered as you felt San slide out of you. But right before the tip popped out, he smashed you back onto him. You arched your back as a delighted long string of moans escaped your lips.

“Damn Kitten you’re so tight” San said through gritted teeth.

You couldn’t even say anything back as he’s already lifting you up with his magic. Each time he increased the pace until he had you jumping up and down his girth. The familiar knot tightened again.

“How good does my cock feel baby?” San asked his red eyes fixed on you as he made your breasts bounce on your chest with each back and forth.

“It’s the b-best…. San it’s the best thing ever. F-fuck! Wanna be fucked like this every day” you answered, struggling with your words, mushing them together. Visibly, it was what San wanted to hear as the evil twinkle in his eye intensified.

“Yeah Kitten? You want that, huh?” he grunted in the low voice you loved so much, sending swarms of butterflies flying in your stomach. He went faster again. The wet sounds of skin clashing bounced off the walls punctually interrupted by San’s and your moans.

“I’m gonna c-” You wanted to announce but San interrupted you.

“Not yet Kitten, this time you’ll cum with me and when I tell you to” He lifted you again, making you hover over his dick. Still, just above him. You squirmed only wanting to be filled again.

“Say what you want Kitten”

“Want your cock Sannie” he raised his eyebrow. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease” you begged, your pleas making him smirk again.

“Yeah baby? Is that what you want?” he said as he slipped the tip inside, the beaded shaft made you scream in bliss as San slowly lowered you on his cock, legs spread wide, offering him the best view on your cunt, your swollen clit hard and red and the shapeless entrance drooling and pulsing, aching to be filled again.

“Yessssss” you screamed while tears welled up in the corner of your eyes.

But then San’s spade shaped tail swiftly wrapped around your neck, the slick scales gliding on your skin send goosebumps in the nape of your neck. When the tail had made a full circle around your neck, San suddenly tightened the grip.

“Then fucking take it” he smashed you onto his huge cock.

You opened your mouth to scream but not a sound came out. You were completely silenced. Only the wet and lewd sounds of your pussy could be heard as San’s tip touched the deepest part of you, forming a visible bulge inside your stomach. Tears of pure joy rolled down your burning cheeks.

San then went back to this unforgiving rhythm. Every time angling you just right to smash your sensitive spot. Gradually your mind went blank as he fucked you furiously, your jaw hung open and your eyes rolled back into their orbit.

“Look at me” San whispered in his demonic low voice. Your eyes came back into focus and snapped to him. “I’m gonna cum inside you” he continued to whisper. You nodded vigorously, knowing it meant he’ll finally let you cum too. 

“With this one I’ll make you mine. I will pump you full of my seed and impregnate you. I’ll make your belly swell with my cum and have you bear my progeny” You nodded again, streams of tears wetting your heated cheeks. The restriction of blood to your brain fogged your vision with specks of white, making  you see stars as the pleasure rose again to an unbearable level.

“Now cum. Cum for me Kitten” San grunted.

You felt his cum flow into you, and that sent you over the edge into the most intense orgasm you ever felt, that’s including the ones San gave you in the past. This one was different. His big fat cock smashing into you, his glistening chest drenched with his sweat and your cum, the dirty talk, the pet name, the commanding tone, the low voice, the tail around your neck, the thick and hot cum filling you up. It was all too much.

Your spread out legs tensed up and shook uncontrollably as San led you to completion. Just as you were on the verge of losing consciousness due to the air restriction and the heavenly stimulation of your orgasm, San loosened his tail around your narrow neck. A strangled moan escaped free of your sore throat as you were finally able to vocally express the immense pleasure you felt.

“Yes, that’s it, baby” San purred. “Scream for me”. He kept you going up and down his length for a while longer.

You cried out a long moan as your head was thrown back and your tongue hung loose out of your mouth. San slowly decreased the pace until it came to a stop. He lifted you out one last time, as soon as his big member popped out of you, gallons of his cum flowed out of your tired and stretched out hole. San laid you down gently next to him. Before linking his lips with yours and shoving his long and rugged tongue inside your mouth while you didn’t notice the red glow marking you in the lower stomach region.

You laid there for you didn’t know how long, trying to gather your thoughts. You were completely drained, fucked beyond repair…

After a while San stood back up.

“In three weeks, the children will be born” you pelled open your eyes to look at him. “I’ll be back to take them… and you.”

What?!?

“Wait… me? Also babies? Plural?” so many questions shot through your mind.

“Yes” San said as he wiped himself with a piece of cloth he found. “I marked you as mine” It’s only now that you noticed the small obscure and cryptic symbol San engraved on the skin of your pubic bone with his demonic magic. The character seemed to be a language you can’t comprehend.

“What is this?” you asked, pointing to the tattoo.

“It means you are to be my wife”. Your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

“WHAT?” 

“Yes, you know what a succubus is right, a female incubus? ” you noded, unable to speak one more word.

“Well, succubus aren’t born. Succubus are made. They are human women chosen by incubus to become their wife and bring their heirs to the underworld.”

You wanted to say something, but you only stuttered nonsense.

“Over the course of the next three weeks you will kiss your humanity goodbye. Horns will sprout out your forehead and you will grow a tail. Your magic energy will increase, and you will slowly be able to use different magic spells. In three weeks, I’ll bring you back to the underworld with me, where you will live with me. And serve me with your body…” San marked a silence “and heart.”

“But… you… I-” San sat next to you on the edge of the bed and cupped your cheeks to make your troubled eyes meet his.

“Isn’t that what you asked for?” He asked, there was nothing left of the deep voice, instead he spoke softly, his dark orbs fixed into your unsure gaze. He brushed his thumb over your bottom lip “Right, Kitten?”

“Yes…” you whispered, bewitched by his intense stare.

“Over the past year, your feelings for me bloomed, didn’t they?” You felt blood rushing to your cheeks as San’s gaze was unwavering, sharp cat-like eyes piercing right through you and touching your soul. 

You didn’t answer anything, but you didn’t have to. San knew exactly how to read you. His eyes started to glow again, along with the symbol marked on your skin. And you were enveloped in his light. You felt like your soul was being bound to this creature, almost morphing with him. The bond was pure and benevolent. And real. From now on you were his and he was yours.

He got back up and magically summoned more clothes from thin air. Red smoke started to appear at his feet, gradually growing around him.

“I’ll be back in three weeks. Wait for me, Kitten, okay?” He said with that adorable boyish smile you haven’t seen in a year, he winked at you before disappearing in the red smoke.

You rubbed over the tattoo and over your belly, where life had taken its domain. This time, you wouldn’t have to try to go back to your normal life.

It was impossible anyway… and frankly you didn’t want to.

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[mygnolia]

take care of him, sunghoon's sick!

or alt. the pt 2 no one asked for... LOL

pairing: sunghoon x gn!reader headcannons! | wc: 800 | cw: food, sunghoon as a SIMPPP lots of kisses and cuddling

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sunghoon does his best not to get sick whatsoever 

he’s an athlete and a student, if he gets sick he falls behind on a LOT 

but when he saw you in his puffer jacket and a smile at his competition, ofc he had to kiss you 

you were his one and only and he loves you to death 

simphoon! 

smiling ear to ear on the drive home as you tell him how cool he always looks on the ice

he gets SHY 

wdym his baby is complimenting him profusely 

you two  make food together, and although you’re still congested, you promise sunghoon you feel much better. 

makes soup and noodles 

yes he hugs you from behind yes he rests his chin on the top of your head 

the man is 5’11 (and i’m 5’4 mmmm how perfect)

one kiss leads to another kiss and suddenly you’re giggling from the ticklish feeling and how he’s annunciating every “mwah!” 

kisses all over your face 

he snuggles with you on the couch when you eat, and actually cuddles you this time 

“Someone’s clingy,” you joke, and he buries his head in your neck. “But it’s okay. I like it.” 

hoon is all blush blush

“It’s been a long time, I missed you,” HE’S SO POUTY AND BABIE 

You two definitely fall asleep with a light on, his legs tangled with yours, his hand around your waist holding you close. 

Uh oh!

Sore throat. 

“I think you got me sick.” You apologize like crazy, rushing to make him some egg drop soup and tea

“Shhh, Hoon, go back to bed, let me take care of you” 

oh the man is WHIPPED head over HEELS he’s like omg what did I do in my past life to get someone as caring as ____ 

He’s also whiny, and kind of quiet

he is a thinker and a listener so when he’s sick, he’s even less inclined to talk or be his usual rambunctious self 

It makes you feel bad for putting your boyfriend in such a miserable position 

But he promised you it’s not your fault (even though it is) and that it’s not as bad as you think it is 

no more feeling bad! You have to make sure sunghoon recovers as quick as he can 

You separate medicine into little containers and makes sure he always leaves with warm tea, cough drops, gloves, and any medication if he needs 

You drive him whenever, 1. because he is ur passenger princess! and 2. because you don’t want him to be stuck in traffic when tired

Always Always getting him layers 

and now it’s your turn to refuse his kisses and hugs. 

“____ I want to cuddle.” 

You shake your head, a smile threatening to break your stoicism. “You’re sick, baby. You don’t want to get me sick again, do you?” 

“But I miss you :(“ oh he definitely is following you around the house like a puppy trying to get you to give him forehead kisses and that sweet sweet tlc. 

He sends you voicemails when you’re busy telling you “hi baby i’m at home still are you still coming over today?” violent coughing “i mizz u and i wuv u”

AGH so whipped for this boy im…

you come over with more soup and cuddles and love 

he falls asleep halfway through his movie and you have to check his forehead to make sure he’s not having a fever 

dishes are CLEANED everything is put away and then you go sleep on the couch

now lets say the couch is huge and there is space for two 

WELL sunghoon wakes up in the middle of the night and sees you’re not in bed :(( so he goes out to the living space with his blanket and then just falls asleep on you 

and you wake up like wtf i cannot breathe??? 

but oh it’s just hoonie bb its okay 

HES SOOOOO CUTEEE 

messy hair covering his forehead and eyes as he sleeps on your shoulder, hot breath fanning your neck 

you just stay there until the afternoon because you could not try to untangle yourself even if you tried 

but he’s better! at least he says so 

he feels a lot more energetic, is attending practice for longer periods of time and more frequently, and you see the sparkle in his eyes again 

YAYYYY BB HOON IS RECOVEREDDDDDD 

you still dote on him until he’s completely better because you truly want to make sure he’s not overworking himself

agh he WILL marry you he will put a ring on your finger and boom you two have a white picket fence and two dogs and a cat. 

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hello it’s me ren again 🤓 mmmwah i love hoon

[seeingivy]

donuts

megumi fushiguro x f!reader

content: IMPLIED MANGA SPOILERS, hormonal pregnant reader, dad!megs, gojo being a dad to megumi

an: dad gojo this, dad gojo that. WHAT ABOUT DAD MEGUMI. anyways im sick and I am 90% sure I have covid but alas I spit this out before I study. it's like a reward.

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recently, megumi has been letting things happen. 

and by recently, he means two years ago, when his little star boy was born. or even at large, five years ago, when he met you, his sun. an fellow sorcerer who he easily fell for, like it was something inevitable. something necessary, involuntary even - like it was the air he breathed or his heart beating. 

and since then he’s been letting things happen. he’s been letting gojo come around - so that he can spend time with ash. so that ash can have a grandfather, not that megumi would ever say that out loud. 

he lets nobara and yuuji spoil him rotten, lets maki teach him self-defense (which is just swatting at this point), and yuuta explain the rules of chess to him for hours even though ash barely has coordinated motor functions. 

he lets things happen. especially when ash asks him, the pouty face that he’s entirely gotten from you pressed on his face. like today, when he feels a little fist tugging on the end of his shirt. 

“yes, ash?” 

“i want donuts.” 

megumi squints, like he’s questioning him. every bit his son, ash has fully inherited the full breadth of megumi’s dna - dark hair, green eyes. but every one of his expressions, those are all all you. 

“ash.” 

“yes?” 

“do you want donuts or does mommy want donuts?” 

ash stands there for a few seconds, deep in thought, before answering. 

“sticky wants donuts!” 

megumi sighs, picking him up and dragging him out of the room with him, to find the culprit of this entire plot - you. that deliberation means that ash was trying to remember what it was you had told him. and truly, only you would use his unborn daughter against him. 

he finds you splayed on the couch, a heating pad pressed into the small of your back, as you talk, directed down to your stomach to tsumiki. or sticky, as ash calls her since he can’t pronounce all the syllables just yet. 

“megs?” 

“yeah?” 

“i thought of a name for her.” 

megumi leans against the counter, half turned away from you, where he watches gojo and ash snuggled up on the couch, ash excitedly explaining the plot of his current favorite movie to gojo. gojo’s all too absorbed, though he does get offended every time ash says that elsa is cooler than him. and even more offended that when gojo calls elsa pretty, ash says that elsa would never like him. 

“well. ash is our little star boy. his name is perfect for him. and you’re my blessing so megumi is perfect for you. but our little girl-” 

you reach forward for his hand, placing it on top of your teeny tiny bump, which just started protruding, as you squeeze his hand. 

“she’s precious. she’s our only girl and, and she’s so gentle already. ash was a little heathen, always kicking and excited in there. but she’s so soft, i already know she’s special. she should have a name that reflects that.” 

megumi reaches up, cupping the side of your face, where tears are now sprouting out of your eyes. one of megumi’s favorite things about you being pregnant, besides the disgusting concoctions you eat because of your cravings, is this. your out of whack hormones that have your lip jutting out, that little whiny, cute pout he fell in love with on your face at all times. 

“what’s the name, sweetheart?” 

“tsumiki.” you whispers. 

you look up at his green eyes, wide and filled with an emotion that you can’t quite discern. and you can feel the immediate panic at the reaction and try to backtrack as fast as you can. surely, he’s simmering with rage under there. 

why would you name your daughter after his dead sister? 

“megs. i-i just thought it would be nice because i never got to meet her and i know she was special to you. i’m not saying she’s replacing her, but i just-” 

megumi puts his hand on your mouth, his finger brushing across your soft lips, as he pushes you into his embrace, hugging so hard he’s sure even the baby, tsumiki, must be feeling it. he holds you there for a while, not saying much, as his hands rub into the small of your back. 

and you wait for it, because you know megumi like the back of your hand. touch first, words second. and right on cue, minutes later, you hear it, the soft whisper on your skin that makes your cheeks burn. 

“my tsumiki would have really loved you, you know that?” 

you look up from the conversation you were having with tsumiki - telling her that she always has to side with you and ash instead of megumi - to find him standing there, glaring at you. 

“hello, love of my life.” you say, tapping the spot on the couch next to you. 

megumi takes the seat, trying to hide the smile on his face, as he gives you a suspicious look. he places a kiss to your temple before placing his hand over your bump, something he does every time he walks into the room. it’s his way of saying hello to her. 

“sweetheart.” 

“yes, megs?” 

“ash is telling me that sticky wants donuts.” 

“stickyyy does want donuts. and ash does too.” you respond, giving him your best smile. 

“you know, if you want something from me, you don’t have to use my son and my unborn child against me to get it.” 

“how dare you bring tsumiki into this. she wants donuts, that’s why i’m craving them. take it up with her.” 

ash crawls into the space between you two, resting his head in your lap and his legs in megumi’s as he reaches forward to tickle his sides, eliciting a screaming laugh from ash who is begging him to stop. you smack megumi’s hands off, running your hands through ash’s dark black locks as he calms down and looking at megumi. you pinch ash’s side a little, giving him a non-discrete wink. 

“daddy. I really want donuts.” 

“oh im sure you do ash. i’ll go get them” megumi responds, swinging his legs off and standing up. 

“can i come?” ash asks, excitedly wrapping his hands around his knees. 

“buddy. it’s nap time. you have to sleep.” 

ash juts his lower lip out, mustering the frowniest face he can, as his little green eyes look up into megumi’s. and of course, he immediately gives in, because he can never say no to his little star boy. 

“fine. get your shoes.” 

ash turns excitedly to you, giving you a grinning smile. 

“did i do good, mama?” 

“perfect, star boy. just like i taught you.” 

ash excitedly runs off as megumi gives you a soul crushing glare, which you pointedly ignore. the two of them shuffle out of the apartment, the smile spreading across your face as you watch megumi swing ash onto his back to close the door. 

--

an hour later, megumi walks into his apartment to find you, yuuji, nobara, and gojo on his couch. the three of you are crouched over the table and he can see that your face is all pink, surely from crying. 

ash runs into the apartment, taking turns giving everyone a big hug, before climbing into gojo’s lap, and reaching up to play with gojo’s hair. megumi sets the box of donuts down and takes the seat next to you, wiping the wetness away on your cheek. 

“hi y/n.” he whispers. 

“h-hi megs.” you whisper back, interlocking your hands with his to squish. 

he smiles as he reaches for the box of donuts, equipping you with the maple bar he knows you’ve been craving, as he watches you nearly inhale it in five seconds. 

“god. you’re like a vacuum.” nobara says, a horrified look on her face. 

“s-not me. miki.” you respond, now pounding through your donut. 

“are you really blaming it on your unborn daughter?” nobara asks. 

“she blames everything on her. yesterday, she made me come all the way out here just to hand her the remote because it was too far away. claimed that the baby really wanted to see me at that second.” megumi deadpans, earning laughs from the group of them. 

“she did.” you respond, defensively. 

megumi leans his arm against the back of where you’re sitting, twisting one of your locks of hair in his fingers. he looks over at the table to find an array of colorful ribbons on the table, which he’s sure is the culprit of your crying since the baby section at target always works you up. 

“what’s that?” he asks. 

“nobara and yuuji gifted us a ribbon set for the baby. we can use it when tsumiki’s hair gets long, do little ponytails in her hair and put cute little ribbons in them.” you respond. 

megumi can feel his throat constricting at the thought of it, the wave of emotions that have been resurfacing lately reaching his cheeks. he gives gojo a look and you a kiss on the cheek, before he stands up and heads to the kitchen, focused on brewing a cup of coffee for himself. 

you frown as you watch him walk away, nobara and yuuji halfheartedly asking him if he’s okay as he waves them off. you turn to gojo, giving him an inquisitive look, as gojo places ash in between nobara and yuuji. 

“is he okay?” you whisper. 

“let me talk to him first.” he responds, giving you a reassuring smile.  you watch gojo run off behind him, the two of them leaning against the counter as they talk in hushed voices. 

“it’s the ribbons isn’t it?” gojo asks, watching ash play rock paper scissors with an overly enthusiastic yuuji from afar. 

megumi doesn’t respond, instead focusing on stirring the spoon through the coffee he freshly brewed. 

of course, it’s the ribbons. 

after gojo took tsumiki and megumi in, megumi made it a point to not ask gojo for much. a facet of his childhood stubbornness, of course. though gojo was more than willing to throw his money in any direction, megumi was in no part receptive to that. except in april, when tsumiki’s birthday came around. 

after watching her stare at ribbons in windows as they passed, complimenting strangers on the train on how pretty ribbons looked in ponytails, megumi made it a point that when he could, he would buy them for her. god forbid, she would never get them for herself. 

so he asked gojo, awkwardly knocked on his door well after bedtime and shyly asked. and of course, gojo never disappoints, buying every color, array, fabric of ribbons for tsumiki to wear in her hair to school now. and he watched her do it a hundred times - the satisfied smile she gave herself in the mirror every time it fell perfectly before walking away. 

and the thought of watching his daughter, being the one putting the ribbons in her hair and getting that little smile on her face, is too much for megumi at the current moment. 

“don’t ask dumb questions, gojo.” he responds. 

he turns around to face the same way as gojo now, watching the four of you have the most intense rock paper scissors battle he’s seen yet. granted, you’re all letting ash win but trying to predict his moves gets more difficult as time goes on. 

“did y/n tell you what we’re naming her?” megumi asks. 

“no.” 

“tsumiki.” he responds, not missing the soft smile on gojo’s face. 

gojo smiles, squeezing megumi’s shoulder. one of the nice things about megumi becoming a father is that he finally understands gojo’s frustrations. of what it feels like to see your kids in pain and not being able to do anything about it. 

“not my idea, by the way. all y/n.”

gojo focuses in on you, on how you look over and give megumi a big smile which he returns, before focusing back on ash. 

“i guess these things always have a way of working themselves out, megumi.” 

“what do you mean?” 

gojo inhales, twisting his sunglasses in his fingers before placing them in his pocket. 

“tsumiki always had a way of reading your mind. every time you and i would argue, she was always the one who soothed you down and not me. i-i was never really good at that. and you lost her but you got y/n. and she does it for you now. ash does too. i-it just worked out megs, that’s all.” 

and megumi looks over - at his sun, his star boy, and soon to be the most precious thing he’s ever had. and he knows that gojo is right. That he’s been letting things happen lately, because that insurmountable heaviness that’s been on his chest for years has finally been lifted. that it’s there, but he can breathe through it now. 

not that he would ever tell gojo. he'll just enjoy a donut with his coffee instead. 

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[catcze]

Imagine it's Valentine's day and Wrio's darling gave everyone but him chocolates/candies/goodies and he low-key starts being a whiny, pouting kid up until s/o reveals they made a whole box of candies, cookies, chocolates, and other sweets for him. BUT! Then he makes s/o sit in his lap and feed him.

I’m such a sucker for pouty, needy, huffy Wrio that just wants his sweethearts love and affection, goodness 💕

Like, can you imagine how much he’d anticipate the gift throughout the day? He wouldn’t make it obvious or anything— but every time you come near him, he perks right up because he thinks that you’ll be handing him some chocolates, only to be handed document and papers instead 💀

And he tries not to let it get him down at first, but it’s a bit difficult when wherever in the fortress he goes, he hears everyone singing praises about the chocolates and sweets you’ve been handing out, and he can’t help but being a little pouty and sulky throughout the day. He doesn’t doubt your love for anything like that— he knows that what he feels for you and what you feel for him runs deeper than just a box of chocolates and sweets but… well…

It’s almost the end of the day and Wriothesley is just finishing up some menial paperwork and trying not to think too hard about the chocolates when you come into his office. He tries not to get his hopes up too much time either, even when he gives you a kiss on the cheek in greeting.

But his plans to act like everything is alright just go right out the door when you bashfully produce a pretty tin from behind your back— the chocolates, candies and other treats inside arranged artistically and incredibly pleasing to the eye.

“Sorry it took a while,” you say shyly. When you hand him the tin, he takes it in his hands reverently, eyes still wide in surprise because he’d all but accepted that you didn’t have anything for him today. “It took a few— or, well, a lot of tries to get it tasting just right. Hah, who knew that making good sweets was so difficult?”

You made these? Yourself? The thought does funny things to his heart. It makes it hard for him to think straight. It makes him want to hold you close and hope you can feel even a fraction of the adoration he feels towards you.

“Thank you,” is all Wriothesley can muster out, throat feeling oddly choked. He sets the box of confectionery down safely on his desk, gently tugging you around the furniture and into his lap, plopping you down and absolutely covering your face in fleeting, sweet kisses.

“Wrio!” You laugh, trying half-heartedly to bat away his affection, but he just takes hold of your face and gives you even more kisses.

“Thank you,” he repeats again, once he pulls away. His arms come to wrap around your waist, securing you against him. Wriothesley qonders if you can hear the pounding of his heart— wouldn’t be surprised if you could.

You can’t help the smile on your face, the kiss you peck on his nose. “Of course,” you say. “Anything for you.”

As he leans back into his seat, still holding you against him, you reach back for the collection of sweets you’ve made for him. You pluck one of the chocolates up and hold it to his lips, and Wriothesley obediently tries it.

“Well?” You ask, trying not to sound a little nervous about the taste. You worked practically the whole day on trying to get it just right, after all. “Is it any good?”

Wriothesley chuckles, pressing a kiss to your lips so you can taste the flavor of your hard work, too.

“It’s perfect, sweetheart.”

[captainnameless]

Once every year I get really sick and this year its happening now which mean I feel like I got run over by a car. So all I can do is read fanfics all day long (not that I'm complaining)

It would be nice to read something small about a very sick lil Lando being taken care of :)

oh no! i’m sorry you’re sick ): here’s a little bit of my fingers typing words:

They could’ve seen it coming really, after a race as tough as Qatar and the drastic weather change from Qatar’s climate to England Lando was bound to develop a cold.

It starts with a scratchy throat and a mild cough and before he knows it his nose is stuffed.

It’s Carlos who gets the whiny call, Lando audibly upset about feeling horrible and being alone, now unable to go and visit his brother and their new baby because he doesn’t not want to get them sick.

Daniel’s already in the USA, and Lando doesn’t feel well enough to take a flight that long. Carlos is in Italy, but promises Lando to meet him back in Monaco once he’s done now that Lando’s released from his McLaren duties after falling ill.

Lando gets to Monaco before Carlos so they agree to meet at his place.

Carlos knows how to let himself in, finds Lando all bundled up in a bunch of blankets and a pouty look on his face.

“Oh, amor.” Carlos breathes, dropping his bags and toeing his shoes off to go and join Lando on the couch.

Lando just makes some sort of sad noise, his hands popping out from underneath the blanket to reach for Carlos. It doesn’t take long at all for Carlos to climb onto the couch, fit himself their comfortably while situating Lando on top of him, wrapping the blankets around their bodies.

Lando’s shivering, but when his face presses into the crook of Carlos’ neck there’s heat radiating off of him.

“Papa.” Lando croaks sort of miserably and Carlos hushes him, cradles him close and presses a kiss to Lando’s warm forehead to try and stop those shivers, Lando melts into the touch.

“I’m here, cariño.” Carlos soothes. “Do you need anything?”

Lando shakes his head, just shuffles impossibly closer and frees one of the hands that was gripping at Carlos to use to out his thumb in his mouth, letting out a whimpery sigh.

“Did you drink today?” Carlos asks, brushing his fingers through Lando’s hair as he watches Lando’s eyes flutter close. The younger nods, gestures vaguely at the water bottle that’s stood on the coffee table, it’s mostly empty.

“Good boy,” Carlos praises easily, another kiss pressed to the younger’s forehead as a reward. “Rest now.” He mumbles, he’ll worry about getting some food into Lando later, for now he’ll just hold him close and watch him drift off to sleep.

[simpleparoxysm]

#oisuga || seijoh koushi , jealousy , slight iwaoisuga

koushi knows oikawa tooru has a large fanbase. the captain often goes missing before their games, getting barred by overly enthusiastic fangirls before he even gets into the gym. they give him chocolates, gifts, and practically anything they could. koushi doesn’t mind it, not at all.

“suga-san, your face is scaring the first years.”

hajime gently knocks his shoulder against his, effectively bringing koushi back from his thoughts. he glances in the direction of kindaichi. the kid glances back at him nervously before going back to warming up with kunimi. koushi rubs a palm against his face.

“i’m alright, iwa-san.”

and he is, for the most part. it usually doesn't bother him that tooru gets this much attention from adoring fans, but lately it’s been a struggle to contain the ugly green creature within his chest. he doesn't have any shortage of fans either, but it's different when it's tooru.

the captain finally shows up, looking a little too smug for koushi’s taste. he sidles up beside koushi like he hasn't been catering to his adoring fans just minutes ago.

“kou-chan!”

“oikawa-san.”

koushi can feel the team’s eyes on him. tooru blinks.

“oooh, oikawa’s in trouble,” issei whispers a little too loudly to makki, who only nods sagely. hajime sighs and goes back to warming up.

“kou-chan, what did i do?” tooru pouts as he follows him to retrieve a ball. koushi glances at him, spots a little red spot on tooru’s cheek, smudged like there's an effort to rub it off.

koushi flashes him an eerily serene smile. “nothing. don't worry about it.”

the referee whistles and signals that the match’s about to start. koushi’s aware how his mood affects the team. he chooses to focus on the game instead, ignore his feelings for the meantime, shouting encouragements whenever needed and ignoring tooru when he can.

they win in straight sets without acknowledging the tension between their two setters.

koushi moves ahead of the team, skillfully avoiding tooru’s attempts to talk to him. hajime has been trailing behind him and he knows that when hajime’s around, tooru will be following sooner or later.

“you’re avoiding oikawa.”

“good observation, iwa-san,” koushi hums. hajime sighs and whacks the back of his head firmly. “ow!”

“you’re being stupid.”

“/i’m/ being stupid? tooru’s being stupid!” koushi pouts and glares at hajime. the ace raises an eyebrow at him.

“he likes you, shittywara. he may be an asshole, but he likes you more than he likes his fans.”

koushi knows this. but he’s only human, he can’t stop himself from being jealous. especially when it’s obvious some fans are getting a little /too/ close.

he sighs. “i’ll talk to him when we get back.”

they eat a victory dinner before it’s time to go home. koushi lets tooru lace his fingers through his and though he’s still a little bit upset, he doesn’t stop tooru from kissing his cheek.

“what’s got mr. refreshing all pouty today?”

koushi raises an eyebrow at him, but can’t deny the pouting. he turns away instead.

“i saw the lipstick.”

tooru makes a small noise. he tries to mask it with a shaky laugh, but koushi knows what it meant. “i swear i didn’t kiss anyone, kou-chan!”

“i didn’t say you kissed anyone.” koushi’s lips slip into a small smirk when tooru realizes his mistake.

“i really didn’t! one of them asked me to lean down ‘cause they were going to whisper something but they kissed my cheek!”

“so you let them kiss you!” koushi accuses.

“kou-chan, i swear i really didn’t!” tooru whines. koushi has to bite his lip to stop himself from smiling. tooru’s cute when he gets whiny. “i’d rather kiss you than kiss anyone!”

“even hajime?”

“kou-chan…”

koushi laughs, leaning close and pressing a kiss against tooru’s cheek. “don’t worry, i believe you. but next time…”

“there will be no next time!” tooru cuts him off, bringing their entwined hands up against his lips. “you’re still coming over, right?”

“mhmm. let me borrow a shirt?”

The next morning, koushi updates his instagram with a picture of him wearing his captain’s jersey. the caption says ‘yahoo~’ like he’s reminding people he exist. and maybe he is.

🌱🌱

Seijoh! Koushi

[makur0]

I am BEGGING for nsfw dom hiyori fic💔 my boy has no fics of him being dominant it's so sad HAHA. can you do dom!hiyori with a gn!reader? Like he gets whiny and pouty about the reader spending too much time with jun and so he, out of jealousy, starts giving off vaguely sexual hints to the reader that ends up in them getting into it once they get home. He ends up being a little mean and denies the reader an orgasm as a small punishment :((( can you include after care too<33? TYSM!

Pay attention to me!

synopsis — tired of being thrown in the dirt, he decides to give off sultry hints to you to rile you up. of course it works, but you need to learn a little lesson… [hiyori tomoe x gn! reader]

content warnings — nsfw, mdni. dom! hiyori, semi-exhibitionism? (public teasing), face riding, orgasm denial, begging + teasing, jealous sex (in a way), crackfic at beginning

author’s note — I ABSOLUTELY ADORE HIYORI YALL DONT UNDERSTAND IT- ahem. but thank you for the req, i had so much fun!!

word count — 1118

IT WAS NOT A GOOD HIYORI.

It really wasn’t.

“Jun, look at this!”

“Oh my gosh, Jun, watch!”

“Jun, Jun, Junnnn~”

Hiyori had graciously let you tag along on Jun and his’ weekly shopping spree because he wanted to spend time with you. But by the looks of it, and much to his irritation, you were attached to Jun’s hip for at least an hour now. 

Jun-kun was supposed to be the third wheel, not him. It wasn’t fair.

“Ne ne~ [name]-kun,” Hiyori jumped in between you two, his bright smile trying to hide his increasing attitude. “How about we go check out this new clothes shop I found? I bet there’s a lot of cute things for you and I!”

You brightened, opening your mouth to respond, but a loud growl interrupted you. 

Jun coughed loudly, mortified. “I- ahem, sorry.”

“Are you hungry?” You said, turning away from Hiyori as he gazed at you forlornly. “It is around lunchtime... how ‘bout this, let’s go get something to eat, and then we’ll continue shopping!”

Pay attention to me! Not him! Not Jun-kun!

“No no no,” Jun rushed, his eyes flitting to a quiet Hiyori. “I- I’ll get something myself, why don’t you and Oshii-san check out that store?”

“I’m hungry too!” You chirped, hooking his arm with yours and marching away. “Now off we go!”

Jun desperately glanced back at the other, his throat drying as his gaze looked dark and hurt, his lips in a pout. This really wasn’t going to end well, wasn’t it...

The male was dangerously quiet at the cafe, only speaking when spoken to. Jun was just waiting for him to explode, but on the other hand you didn’t seem to care, happily eating your lunch with Jun.

Unbeknownst to you, Hiyori was trying to find a way to regret ignoring him. Because how dare you don’t pay attention to him, one of the best and prettiest idols? How dare you make him feel insecure, unwanted? And how dare you hang out with Jun, right in front of him? For sure, he was going to make you pay.

“Oh and then one time...” You chuckled, grasping your drink. “There was- huh? Hiyori?”

He had gotten up and made his way over to you, lightly grinning. “Oh, don’t mind me, [name], I’m just going to be a good boyfriend and throw out your trash~”

Your breath hitched. He had leaned right over your shoulder, his lips grazing your ear as he grabbed your garbage from the table. Poor Jun, he almost choked on his drink watching this. Nope, not today-

Hiyori stood back up straight, throwing you a knowing smirk as he pranced away.

“Bro,” Jun said, his sandwich halfway to his mouth. “Not in front of my lunch.”

You forced out a laugh, but soon slouched over, your eyes wide. “I- there’s no way he did it on purpose, right?”

“You haven’t been hanging out with him all day,” He reasoned. “Of course Oshii-san gets jealous. You should know this by now.”

Shit. You should.

You had to cut the conversation as Hiyori came back, your face still flushed as he sat down next to you.

“Well!” He clapped his hands together. “Shall we get going?”

You were a complete mess. And he was relentless.

Subtle groping, breathing down your neck, even flashing you when he tried on clothes- you were reduced into a red, blushing mess. The more you grew quiet, the more vocal Hiyori was, even going as far as to ask you: “Oh, my dear [name], what’s the matter? Do you have a fever?”

The trio walked out of their last store for the day, the green-haired male looking triumphant, Jun looking done with life, and you contemplating your life choices.

Hiyori giggled. “Oops, sorry. I just saw something I liked in that lingerie store, so I had to check it out! Sorry, Jun-kun~”

“It’s fine,” the said idol grumbled, struggling with the bags. “Can we just- go home now?”

“Of course!” He chirped. “If you don’t mind, though, me and [name] are going to head back to their apartment. Can you-”

“Yep, yes, absolutely,” With renewed energy Jun grabbed all the bags, sending you a ‘good luck’ face before pacing away from the two of you.

Great. You turned to Hiyori with a knowing expression, him himself giving you a shit-eating grin. 

“Oh, my dear [name],” He purred, petting your hair. “You really fucked it up this time, haven’t you?”

You sighed shakily. “Yup.”

---

Eh, fucking up had its perks.

“Y-yes!” You moaned out, grabbing his hair and pushing your ass further into his face. “More, please-!”

Hiyori hummed loudly, his violet eyes staring straight at you as he devoured your sex. Perfect, it was absolutely perfect. As soon as you two stepped into your apartment you were all over him, begging for him to touch you. Your hair askew, your eyes unfocused, and your cheeks a strawberry red, how could he say no to such a cute thing like you?

Such a little slut, he thought, his eyes narrowing at your panting figure above him. Thinking that they can get away with this... they really think I’m helping them, heh.

A sharp gasp left you, your hips jerking as you grew close to your orgasm. “-yori, Hiyori, I’m-m close~!”

You shoved your ass closer to him, but much to your surprise he turned his head sideways, his hands pushing at your thighs as he ripped his mouth away from you. “Mm?!”

He spat into your thighs, looking back up at you. “You really thought that I would let you orgasm? Little whore~ thinking that you can take whatever you want...”

“Please!” You begged, frantically threading your fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry- sorry! I should have b-been paying more attention to you, I know! Just please, I wanna come, I wanna come!”

Hiyori stared at you with narrowed purple eyes, humming against your shaking leg. “...At least you admit your faults. Well then~”

He dove right back into you, sucking more harshly on you. Immediately you screamed out in pleasure, your back arching as you collapsed in a mind-numbing orgasm. Hiyori continued to ravish you, only stopping as you tugged on his hair a bit too roughly.

You let out a shaky breath, slouching over as he encased you in a tight hug.

“Oh, my precious little bean,” He drawled, pressing kisses against your now-drowsy face. “I’m sorry for that~ just make sure that I’m the most important to you in your eyes, alright?”

“Alright...” You mumbled, pressing your face against his chest. Hiyori chuckled, rubbing your back tenderly as both of you drifted off into sleep.

[wonlouvre]

📸 snapshoot #1

pairing: wonwoo x g.n. reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none (please tell me if i missed anything!)

word count: 568

💌: hey there again! happy 600+ followers! here is a sample of sort for the round 3 of opened requests :’) please do send some! just click here <3

“Can you please get off my boyfriend?” You plead with a hint of annoyance at Seokmin, who’s currently on top of Wonwoo. “Now.”

Seokmin doesn’t budge an inch, just giving you a cheeky grin to tell you that no, he’s definitely not standing up. Meanwhile, your said boyfriend just smiles without a word and even snuggles against his younger friend. 

“Seokmin,” you whine and tug at his hand, a weak attempt to pull him up. “Wonwoo.”

Your change of tone opens Wonwoo’s eyes and catching your creased eyebrows and pouting lips, makes him go soft. He smiles when he sees your eyes looking like they’re about to spill the tears you seem to have been holding back. Without further ado, he gently pushes his friend to the side and sits up. 

Seokmin finally stands to his feet, but you continue to narrow your eyes at him. He only shrugs his shoulders and pokes his tongue out at you and just when you could lunge at him, he was already sprinting away. 

Wonwoo chuckles and takes hold of your hand and tug you close to sit on his lap. Now, you’re the one on top of him. Finally. It should make you feel better, but you’re petty. So, with pursed lips and crossed arms, you ignore your boyfriend’s kisses on your shoulder. 

“What’s gotten my baby all pouty and whiny today?” He asks, lips still ghosting against your skin. 

You try to keep a straight face. You know he knows how much you hate it when you’re being called whiny and he also knows how much of a weakness it is for you to be called baby. He’s using both words to test you and rile you up. It’s working and it’s not helping that his handsome face is so close to your face and deep voice so close to your ear. 

“What’s the matter?” Wonwoo asks, now his tone is laced with worry. “Bad day?”

Another thing you know is that Wonwoo knows you and he gets you. Jokes and laughter are shared between the two of you and even among his friends. But once he notices that something is different, even the tiniest bit, he makes sure that he gets to the bottom of it. Most times you’re ready to talk about it and he’s all ears. But during other times you’re not, he’s also ready to patiently wait. He also makes it work. He always does. He respects and values both you and communication. 

You sigh and wrap your arms around his neck. You bury your nose against his skin, smelling the faint scent of his favorite perfume. Wonwoo hugs you back by snaking his arms around your waist, one hand smoothing against your back. 

“It’s nothing,�� you whisper. “I just really missed you a lot and finding Seokmin on my spot annoyed me. No offense to him though.”

Wonwoo can only smile at your honesty. “Trust me, he wouldn’t.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologize and pull away slightly to meet his eyes. 

Your boyfriend just shakes his head and presses a fleeting kiss on the corner of your lips. “It’s okay, babe. Now come on, let’s move this cuddling session to the bedroom. You could use some nap.”

Just one more thing that you know Wonwoo knows. He knows your heart and how much you love him. He knows because he loves you just as much. 

[tommybaholland]

when they’re needy for their s/o’s attention

featuring: kuroo, kenma, akaashi, kageyama, and nishinoya

kuroo

he walks into the room where he sees you diligently trying to read something in one of your textbooks

he smiles bc you’re so cute and hardworking 

and he almost (almost) feels bad that he’s about to ruin it 

he gets closer and observes that it’s more like you’re staring at the words on the page rather than reading them

“oh, there you are, lovely. do you have a minute?”

you look at him with a dropped expression, slumping over in your chair

“babe, you’ve been in here almost all day. i think it’s time for a break.”

you tell him about the huge chapter that you have to read, annotate, and generate several questions on by tomorrow 

“please, baby? i just want to show you something. you can come back in here after if you want but i wanna show you what i’ve been working on.” 

you halfheartedly agree and he takes you by the hand to lead you into your room 

the first thing you see when you walk in is all the pillows removed from your bed, including your stuffed animals and squishmallows 

they seemed to have migrated to the floor where there was a little awning of blankets which were held up by desk chairs 

“here it is! it’s a cozy, little blanket corner and it’s the perfect size for two.”

you smile and laugh a little at the craftsmanship

he had obviously put some time into this

you feel his fingertips trace over your shoulders as he wraps his arm around you

“so i thought we could watch a movie as a little break and i promise i’ll make sure you get your work done before tomorrow but you don’t have to if you feel like you want to get it done now--”

you respond by simply hugging him tightly around his waist as you thank him, telling him you love it 

he smiles earnestly as he pets down your hair and rubs your back

“of course, kitten.”

he feels smug but happy that his plan had worked 

because he loves getting to spend care-free time with you 

kenma  

less about words, more about (wholesome) actions

and therefore he’s not very subtle about wanting attention 

sits down next to you as you’re doing something for school and will pout like >:| when you don’t immediately greet him or acknowledge his presence

so he decides he has to resort to drastic measures 

he’s a literal cat

bumps his forehead into your shoulder multiple times until you look at him 

sometimes he’ll just simply rest it there and lean into you 

you feel his little forehead bumps or the weight of his head on your shoulder

and you’re like, ‘what is it, ken’

again, he doesn’t speak, he just takes your hand and places it on top of his head 

the silent signal that he wants you to play with his hair 

it’s, without a doubt, one of the cutest things he does 

he lays his head next to your thigh as you rub over the side of his head with one hand as you continue to try to work 

he’ll try to slowly inch his head to rest in your lap 

it’s beginning to hinder your work time, so you suggest that he go play a game or something 

*sigh* “i want to lay with you...also i already played today.”

buries his face into your tummy as he hugs you around your hips

“i’ll help you finish whatever you need later but please, can you just do that thing with my hair? i like that.”

it’s that serious 

and your only choice is to surrender 

so you decide to stop what you’re doing and lean back, placing both your hands in his hair, letting strands slide through your fingers

you put little braids in it like he likes

he sighs contently at the feeling, as it gives him little tingles from his scalp all the way down his spine 

akaashi 

he’s very discrete about wanting attention 

he’ll find you on the couch, working on something on your laptop 

he gets you out of the work trance momentarily to greet and kiss you sweetly on the lips 

he sits down close next to you and peers over your shoulder and asks you what you’re working on 

he’s interested but has no idea what you’re talking about 

“sounds...complex. do you need anything? or maybe want to take a little break?”

you know the ‘do you need anything’ is just his way of saying, “it’s my turn to have your attention.” 

you shake your head and tell him that you’re almost finished

“okay. can i sit here with you, baby?” 

you allow him under one condition

“no, i won’t distract you. i promise.”

that promise doesn’t go very far as he inches closer to you and tries to fit himself behind you, nudging his shoulder behind yours

you eventually ask if he wants to sit behind you

he smiles softly, “yes, please. i’d like that.”

you shift around and get comfy with him now sitting behind you

“just relax and lean into me, babe. there we go. do you mind if i...play with your hair?”

even though you can tell he wants your attention, consent is still at the top of his priorities

(which makes him the sweetest boy)

fools with your hair for a bit until he brushes it all to one shoulder

“is it okay if i..kiss your neck a bit?”

it’s getting harder to concentrate with the feeling of his feather light kisses on your skin, but luckily you only have a few sentences left to write

you feel him pressing closer to you and you ask him what he’s doing

“i’m just wrapping my arms around you and holding you, baby.”

he sits quietly for a bit, holding you tightly around the waist as you finish up your assignment and close your laptop

“oh, you’re finished? do you wanna... finish that show and cuddle now?”

you nod and he grins, “yeah? okay. now, can i have a kiss?”

kageyama

this man is not known to be a master communicator alright 

doesn’t really know how to express his feelings verbally :’(

so he generally tries to hide when he wants your attention 

but then hinata shows him the ‘i want the cuddles’ tiktok 

and at first he cringes and thinks it’s gross 

“i bet your poor s/o must wish they had a boyfriend who would do that!”

“shut UP you turd licker! you’re just jealous that i’m actually in a relationship, unlike YOU >:P”

but in the back of his mind, he wishes he could be the one to do that for you

fortunately you make it very easy for him  

you’ll be reading a book and he’ll come sit close to you and just kinda stare at you 

you feel it on you and you ask him if everything’s okay

“what? ye- yeah, i’m fine.”

you grin, knowing something’s up and ask if he wants to be held  

“no, actually-- i, uh, just, um, i wanted to hold you this time? if that’s okay?”

you’re like, ‘of course it’s okay!!’ but first you finish reading the page of your book that you’re on

once you’re done and the book is officially put down, you ask him where he wants you

he’s visibly nervous and doesn’t know how to say it so he just opens up his arms 

you wrap your arms around his waist and hug him close to you and he leans back so you’re resting on his chest 

his arms wrap around you and the one plays with the hem of your shirt, his fingertips occasionally brushing your skin

he lets out a content sigh at the pressure from you being on top of him 

you ask him if it’s okay for him

“yes, thank you.”

he loves that he has someone as patient as you 

nishinoya 

in terms of level of discreteness, he’s at the bottom out of these boys

honestly will attack you if you’re not doing anything

but you’ll usually hear him before you see him so you’re prepared for the impact

he literally yells and practically jumps at you when he sees you anywhere so you’re pretty used to this very ‘noya display of affection’ 

and it’s no different when you’re alone 

except he tries to be not as loud, especially when it looks like you’re doing something important

“hey, my sweet and gorgeous-- oh, look at you working hard. sorry, i’ll be quiet.”

he’s someone who’s the type to annoy you every five seconds, even in a quieter voice

and he asks about a million questions 

“what are you doing?”

“what does that mean?”

“why do you have to do it like that?”

“haha! sounds like that time me and tanaka had to study for our english final.”

“okay, sorry, i’ll let you do your work.”

but this boy can literally not sit still either and has to change his position on the couch every minute or so

you eventually decide to get up from your seat, wanting to move to the desk where you know you’ll probably get more work done

“hey, where are you going? come back here!”

and you’re like, ‘i love you but..’

“well, maybe if you held me in place, i wouldn’t move around so much!”

you knew exactly where this was going, looking unamused

“aww, c’mon sweetheart.”

and then he starts making that ‘psppspsps’ sound like you do with cats, as if it’s going to get you to willingly go back over to him

“yeah, you’re my cat now. hahahahaha”

you just ignore him and that’s when he gets whiny, very whiny and pouty and kinda dramatic

“c’monnnnnnnnn ughhhhhhhh. please, babyyyyyyyyy i need your cuddles or i’m gonna dieeeeeeee.”

at this point, you’d just give in but there are days were you can ignore him long enough to miraculously get your work done

“are you finished yet-- oh, you are? yay!”

will either sit in your lap or pull you into him to attack your face with kisses 

“let’s go get something to eat! are you hungry? i’m starving.”

hope we’re having fun on this haikyuu night! got any requests??

[amesstm]

sick s/o

Characters: Miya Twins, Suna, Sakusa, Tendo

Notes: timeskip!, fluffy,

A/N: Ahh, my 1-year anniversary is tomorrow so I’m going to post this today instead of next week. I’m hoping I’ll be inspired to write even more from tomorrow :)

✨Atsumu✨ noticed something was wrong as soon as he came home from practice. You weren’t there to rush up and hug him immediately as he stepped through the doorway. He’s all pouty and whiny as he marches to find you. Soon, he spots you napping on the couch. He took a second to admire how peaceful you looked… at this moment. Yes, he loves you, but he also needs kisses. Like a needy cat, he nudges you awake, complaining, “Kiss me!” As you’re shook into consciousness, you grumble, “No, don’t kiss me!” Groggy and congested, you struggle to push your strong boyfriend away from your face. “Why?! Don’t you love me?” You falter a bit because you did his smelly laundry for a reason?? “Yes, but-“ Taking this opening, he pressed his lips against yours... A couple days later and he’s play-blaming you for his current state. “Angel, how could ya do this to me?”

✨Osamu✨ absolutely takes some shifts off to take care of you. At work, he’s created a system that’s still efficient when he’s absent; he tells you as such so you don’t feel guilty for him staying home to take care of you. “Ya take care of me everyday, let me just do this fer ya, okay?” Now that he’s with you and not his restaurant, his attention is absolutely focused on you. It’s actually really nice, but you don’t want to grow too comfortable with it since he’d go back to working from opening to closing soon. But in the time that you have, Osamu is brilliant at taking care of things without asking. The water is always full, the medicine is prepared at its exact time, and you always feel loved. “Can I have miso soup please?” “Of course,” he’d smile before proceeding to ask you which paste you wanted. He may be out of the restaurant, but his need to cater was still there. Occasionally, you’d contemplate getting sick more because you loved having time with Osamu.

✨Suna✨ would probably do the bare minimum (sorry). As expected, he gets the essentials: medicine, water and food, and probably some herbs that he was told to take from his mom (very Asian). “Babe, I-I don’t think these work.” He’d sigh, “My mom said to take them.” The rest are things you’d need to ask for. If you wanted to watch something on the tv but were too tired to get up, you’d have to whine for Suna to get the remote. In a scratchy voice, you called, “Babeeee, where’d you put the remote?” He returns with a muffled response. You’d pout, “Can you get it for me?” If you needed another blanket to cuddle into - because god forbid you keep using the one you’ve been coughing to -, you’d need to ask for one. And you’d need to remind him to do the laundry. One day, you’d just wake up to him staring down at you. “Babe? What are you doing?” “I’m trying to scare the sickness away.”

✨Sakusa✨ remembered his wedding vows “in sickness and in health” and would keep repeating them to remind himself. There was no denying that he loved you unconditionally, but he also valued his hygiene. As soon as he discovered that you fell ill, he’d put in the money for a quality hazmat suit. “Really, babe, really?” “Don’t speak, I haven’t zipped it up yet.” Then, he’d isolate you to the guest room so you wouldn’t infect the rest of the house. Finally, the whole house would be sanitized. No, items wouldn’t be burned this time. Sure, you were under house arrest but at least the person in charge was caring and cute. “If I weren’t sick, this would be really nice role play.” He’d grimace, “You’re sick even without the illness.” Otherwise, he would absolutely give you anything you need and more. This also meant you took advantage of the situation to ask for more plushies. However, if he’s busy, he might allow one of his teammates to care for you… but only Meian and no one else. As a side note, he would absolutely hate you being sick because he can’t kiss you.

✨Tendo✨ knows how miserable your illnesses are, so he always tries to brighten your day whenever he can. Being a chocolatier, he’d give you chocolate if your stomach can handle it. Of course, he’d give you your favorite flavor… in the most expensive form possible. Only the best for his paradise. Anyways, Tendo would probably situate you on the couch and create a pillow fort just for you. “Baby, I don’t think I need this many plushies and snacks…” you said with two pillows propping up your head and five plushies resting on your stomach, as you watched him tower more and more around you. “Nonsense! You must be pampered!” Yes, he will run to the store at who-knows-when to get whatever you need. Unfortunately, that all ends because Tendo would accidentally forget you were kiss and kisses you. So, you two are now sick together.

[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [CHAPTER 4]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, fingering, littlest bit of dirty talk, praise!kink, soft soft soft FLUFF hours, a bit of a filler chapter before the last chapter!! 😭 I can’t believe it’s almost ‘over’... This chapter has the least amount of smut yall will ever see with fratboy!wonwoo so don’t get used to it ☠️ LMAO 🤣🤣 also... it’s been a garbage week(boring work drama) for me so I’ll answer inbox msgs and stuff on sunday, I need to get away from the internet(and people) for a day dkfjhskh 😭💕 Ya’ll thank you for so much love and support with Caffeine and Until I Met You! It means so much to me and I appreciate every like, reblog and comment I get on it 🥺💕 No I will never be ending my fratboy!wonwoo au so don’t worry about that hehe 💕 For now, enjoy this soft ch 4 and I will see yall on Sunday! I love you, have a great weekend! 💕

[mood for this chapter: more than enough - alina baraz]

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - x

“So…”

Wonwoo sighs - re-shelving another Edgar Allen Poe book. “So, what?”

Mingyu tilts his sunglasses down, eyebrows raised at the older male that continues to do his job instead of give him the time of day. “What’s going on with you, hyung? You’ve been… weird.”

“Okay, define weird.”

The younger male pouts as he takes his sunglasses off, pocketing them as he leans up against the bookshelf that Wonwoo is currently still shelving.

It only takes one utterance of your name for Wonwoo to stop in his tracks - fingertips on the spine of another book as he turns to Mingyu. “What about her? Did she say something to you?”

“No, but do you like her? I mean, ‘like’ like her.”

“Is it not… obvious? That I do? Did we not all collectively have that conversation about me giving her a set of keys to our house?”

Mingyu grimaces slightly as he mentally goes through all the times he’d even seen the two of you together and he’s only able to conjure up a few select memories - none of which were anything necessarily romantic. “Well… I wouldn’t say ‘obvious’, I guess. The two of you aren’t exactly the ‘kiss and hold hands in public’ kind of... people. More like the, ‘sneak off to fuck in a public restroom’ kind... Which, uh, isn’t really... romantic.”

This time, Wonwoo crosses his arms and leans up against the opposite bookshelf as he sighs.

It’d been a few days since he’d seen you and you’d been swamped in so much class work that you didn’t even have the time to come by the library or the frat house. And even while Wonwoo stood in between the bookshelves having a conversation with Mingyu, you were finishing an art project with Minghao that was due by the end of the day.

“I know. I told her it’d be kind of a slow crawl for me.” He plucks another book from the cart, staring at the glossy text as he simmers in his thoughts. “Mingyu, am I awkward?”

“Erm, well, I wouldn’t say that necessarily.”

Mingyu steps forward, patting Wonwoo on the shoulder as he smiles.

“You like her and you’re trying even if you’re not used to it. You gotta start somewhere, hyung. Even if you’re a fish out of water. But that’s okay, you can ask me for help if you want!”

“When are you gonna put a ring on Wonwoo-hyung?”

You snort at Minghao’s question - reaching for a clean paintbrush as he stands across from you in the large, empty studio. “First of all, can you not say it like that? I’m not gonna marry him, okay.”

The male rolls his eyes as he steps closer to you; his own hands and clothes covered in a colorful array of paints. “So you’re saying you never imagined hyung in a suit, hair slicked back and his buff arms carrying you off into your honeymoon?”

“W--wh--n--no! No, I haven’t!” You avoid his piercing stare as you focus on your end of the large canvas instead.

No, but I dreamt about it once.

“‘Hao, would you hurry! We’re supposed to be collaborating on this and it looks… like it’s 5 different art styles.”

“Don’t change the subject on me. And anyway, I like what you’re doing to hyung. Breaking him out of his shell, y’know? He’s just shy, that’s all. Needs a little work in the bold department.”

You bite down the urge to laugh because to you, Wonwoo was everything but shy when it came to the bedroom. Although, Minghao was right with everything else. “Yeah, I know. We went for breakfast together after I, um, stayed over a few nights ago and he kinda just sat there zoned out, picking at his waffles. He’s really cute when he wakes up in the morning though. Pouty and whiny.”

Grinning at Minghao, he pretends to gag in response before taking a seat next to you.

“Disgusting. Tell me more.”

Wonwoo makes an effort to check in with you throughout the day before he heads back to his room - asking you if you’d had your meals and if you’d finished your project on time.

You’d answered sporadically as you and Minghao raced to finish.

‘I’ll eat late probably… rly gotta finish or else my ass is failing lol’

‘Just don’t forget, okay? It’s not good for you to skip.’

Wonwoo lays down in his bed; yawning as he sets his phone onto the nightstand next to himself.

His eyelids feel heavy and he’s quick to give in to the tiredness that takes over him once he gets comfortable.

When Wonwoo finally decides to shift during his nap, he finds it difficult and extra warm.

“Mmh…”

His bleary eyes adjust to the, now,  slightly darkened room as he makes out your figure tucked underneath his arm. He calls your name softly - waking you up from the nap that you’d apparently joined him in.

“Mmh… Wonwoo…” You snuggle in deeper, voice still laced with sleep. “You didn’t even budge when I came in…”

He chuckles softly as he readjusts to spoon you from behind instead; his strong arm wrapped around your waist to keep your body flush against his own.

“I’m surprised you came by, sweetheart. I would’ve just stayed awake had I known you were coming over.” His voice is groggy and laced with sleep as you sigh softly in return as you blink away the sleepiness.

“How was your day at the library? Miss me yet?” Wonwoo smiles into your shoulder before he tilts his head up to kiss the shell of your ear.

“Always, sweetheart. Although, Mingyu decided to keep me busy today.”

“Oh? Anything fun?”

He plays with the hem of your shirt, “Well… Fun isn’t the word I’d use to describe what that was. Nosy was more like it.”

This time you can’t help but snort in response. “You too? I think some people were being ‘lil moles today.”

“Wouldn’t doubt it. Did you end up just coming back here with Minghao from the studio?”

“Wasn’t planning on it, to be honest but… S’been a rough day.” Placing your hand over his arm, you squeeze slightly as you pull his arm around you tighter. “Our professor came by while we were working in the studio and said our project wasn’t up to par with what Minghao and I usually submit for projects. She didn’t fail us on the spot but she said we need to redo it for less credit or take the failing grade.”

Wonwoo nuzzles your neck; peppering small kisses on your clothed shoulder. “I take it the two of you are going to redo it?”

“Mm… We spent so long coming up with a concept and now we’re both stressed about coming up with something new. I walked over here with ‘Hao and he locked himself up in his room as soon as we got here. Figured I’d come hang out with you and found you napping… With your glasses on, no less.”

The two of you share a laugh; Wonwoo’s embrace making you feel more at ease.

“Can I help you de-stress a little, sweetheart?”

You stare at the opposite wall, nodding gently as Wonwoo’s hand leaves the hem of your shirt in favour of the waistband of your shorts.

“Just want you to feel good,” he whispers. “You deserve it. You’ve been working so hard, baby.”

He teases you softly; fingertips ghosting across your skin as you shiver. “Ah, Wonwoo…”

“You worked extra hard today too, didn’t you? I’m so proud of you for what you accomplished today.”

Your body heats up at his praise and you can’t deny that his deep, soft voice sends thrums of arousal pouring over your body just as he dips his hand into your lounge shorts. He touches you over your panties - fingertips ghosting against your mound as you moan his name shakily in return.

“I know your new idea is going to be great, baby. I believe in you.”

Soft whines threaten to spill as Wonwoo strokes you over your panties - slowly working you up as you find yourself trying to grind against his hand. “Y-yeah… ‘m p-pretty sure ‘Hao’s already working on it…”

Your voice is barely above a whisper as Wonwoo continues to stroke you gently; making no efforts to rush or add pressure to his feather-light touches.

A disappointed noise falls from your lips when he starts to pull his hand out of your shorts but it quickly turns into a content sigh when he starts teasing your chest instead.

“Mm, so soft…” Muttering against your shoulder, his eyes stare off into the dark room as he massages your body. “And all mine~”

You hum in response, “We should go on a date sometime…”

“You want to? We can go this weekend. After you’ve redone some of your project. I’ll take you somewhere nice for a job well done.”

You giggle softly; images of a wedding day’s Wonwoo dancing in your mind after the conversation you’d had with Minghao earlier. “I’d like that. We should do something for the whole day.”

“Whatever you’d like, baby.”

Wonwoo’s hand flits down your body again - snaking into your shorts and, this time, into your panties as you whine. “Do you wanna cum or go back to sleep, hmm?” 

You ponder it for a second as the drowsiness equates the urge to cum on his fingers. 

“Both? I wanna cum and then sleep a little more... If that’s okay?” 

Wonwoo hums in agreement as his fingertips drag through your folds - collecting the wetness on them before he teases your soaked hole. “Only a little teasing gets you this wet, hmm? So cute.” 

“Ah, f-feels good when you go slow t-too...” 

He stores that away in his head for later; chuckling against your shoulder as he slowly starts to dip his middle finger into your cunt. 

You feel warm and content when he starts a slow pace - thumb on your clit rubbing soft, slow circles while he pumps his finger into you. 

“O-oh, Wonwoo...” 

“You’re always good for me, baby. Always such a good girl.” 

“Ah, Wonwoo...”

“You can cum whenever you want. You deserve it.” 

He adds his index finger - thrusting both fingers into you as you mewl and arch away from his warm chest. Your toes curl and your thighs clamp and trap his hand between your legs as you start to grind down onto his nimble fingers.

“...W--Wonwoo...” 

“That’s right, baby. Call my name, let me hear your pretty voice when your cumming for me.” 

You turn your head - cries muffled into his pillow because despite his slower than usual pace, you find yourself already on the brink of cumming with his fingers knuckle deep inside of you and his thumb on your clit. 

“Mmh... Ah... Feels s-so warm... and g-good...” You mutter, eyes blinking drowsily. “Gonna c-cum...” 

He doesn’t say anything in return as he focuses on you and your pleasure; fingers scissoring and curling right into your g-spot as you clamp down onto them in a vice grip. 

Wonwoo knows when you’re about to cum when he feels your hand coming down on his forearm, holding onto him for dear life when your orgasm still hits you just as hard. 

“Ngh, Wo---Wonwoo!” 

Your walls flutter around his fingers and make it harder for him to thrust them in and out with how tight you get. 

“That’s my good girl. Cum for me, baby~” 

His deep voice makes you whine - nails digging into his arm and body trembling as the pleasure steadily washes over you. 

“Ah, bet your face is so pretty right now too~” 

“Mmh, s-stop...” Your cheeks burn in slight embarrassment from his constant praise but you can’t deny the way it goes straight to your core and only prolongs your orgasm. 

“Don’t be so shy, baby. It’s only you and me here.” 

Wonwoo leans away slightly to kiss the crown of your head - still working you through your orgasm as you sigh contentedly in his arms. 

Various thoughts run through his head in the moment, but the one that sits at the forefront of his mind is definitely how to make sure he kept treating you right. 

Starting with your date that he would spend time meticulously planning.

‘Ah, I should ask Mingyu for some advice.’ 

[sector-i-closed]

She's a Goddess?

Hades!Yunho x Persephone!reader x Hades!Seonghwa since I decided to do another of this au with 2 out of 8 makes one king

Warning: Smut, also use of c*ck sl*t among other things

You were becoming increasingly anxious of the fact that in a few days you would be leaving the place that you called home in the underworld that you had grown to love.

The world outside reminded you of too many things that you wished to forget but to your disappointment it was arranged for you to visit the outside world and cohabitate with your mother for six months out of the year.

That knowledge in and of itself made you feel extra stressed and today you were extremely antsy while Yunho played fetch with Cerberus, or Cerbie as the rulers affectionately called him.

The tired three headed hound eventually coming to you to check on you and get it's pats on all of it's heads before going back to his outpost at the gates to take a nap and be on guard to prevent souls from escaping the underworld, leaving the lavish living room behind with you and Yunho.

You fidgeted nervously as you sat on the plush velvet couch beside Yunho, "Are you feeling unwell, love?" The tall male asked with furrowed brows as he watched your pouty expression and inability to keep still.

"I'm fine. Not looking forward to being away from here though..." You sighed softly and nearly became breathless from the mere touch when Yunho's large hand moved to take your dainty hand into his own.

"We all aren't looking forward to you leaving either. It's never something that we can get used to and we always eagerly await your return, Y/N." Yunho stated calmly, contrary to what you felt inside of yourself.

Your jaw clenched from anxiety without intending to, groaning to yourself as you held his hand, "I appreciate it greatly but I don't want to think about it right now..." You admitted softly, glancing down at the male's lap yearningly, being unable to state what you wanted at the moment.

"What would you like to think about?" Yunho quirks an eyebrow at you, studying you closely as you felt your face heat up dramatically.

"I- I just..." You trailed off in a whiny tone, as the weight of his hand rested on your thigh.

"Use your words, kitten. I might get the wrong idea if you don't tell me what you're wanting to think about." His voice comes out dark and steady while keeping his gaze fixed on you directly.

You huffed out loud, uncertain how to say what you wanted without being so straightforward about it.

Finally you gave up and spoke what was at the forefront of your mind, "I feel a little stressed and I want to suck your dick..."

Yunho offers an amused smirk as he squeezes your thigh, "True to our cock slut's nature~" He chuckles low and darkly.

Your eyes lower in embarrassment and immediately afterwards he grabs your chin, forcing you to look him directly in his smothering dark orbs, his aura intimidating and chilling and you were already trembling like a leaf.

"Did you think that you could just tell me that without following through with it little one? Down on your knees in front of daddy and unfasten my pants. You know what to do." Yunho growls out an order, to which you immediately drop to your knees and scrabble at his pants clumsily as he watched.

A wave of embarrassment and arousal washing over you while the male teased you for your eagerness. Eventually you freed his semi hard length from his confining clothes.

Without hesitation you leaned forward while holding eye contact with him, swirling your tongue across his velvety tip and collecting the heady essence on your tongue.

"Are you only going to play around when you know I'm anticipating~?" Yunho quirks an eyebrow while you drooled uncontrollably on his length.

A soft whimper leaving you while you eased yourself down to accommodate his hard length.

"That's my good cock slut. I knew you would get the feel for it shortly." Yunho chuckled evilly, watching you take as much of him into your mouth and down your throat as possible, drool dribbling out of your mouth embarrassingly and pooling on his skin.

"What a messy little baby~ She's a goddess?" Seonghwa purrs smoothly from behind Yunho as he stops to watch you suck the latter's dick.

"Mmph!" You cried out as one of Yunho's hands quickly finds your hair and pulls at your scalp roughly, coaxing moisture to seep from your eyes and down your cheeks.

"That's what I thought but her true nature is a cock slut." Yunho declares as he guides your head movements to bob at the precise rhythm to get him off.

"See~? Like this. I'll allow you to take it from here, little one." Yunho released your hair to watch you pleasure him, "You're doing much better now, pup." You allow yourself to moan in pleasure as you hollowed your cheeks around his member.

"She's always been a great learner when it's something that she wants." Seonghwa comments as he discreetly strokes himself in his pants while watching you give Yunho head.

Your throat burned from the stretch of the intrusion disregarding your gag reflex, the thickness of his shaft making it difficult for you to accommodate him but you managed until he came down your throat with a masculine groan that brought goosebumps to the surface of your skin.

"You did so well, pup." Yunho smiled at you while observing your flushed face as you pulled off of him and swallowed down the hot, saline essence that lingered in your mouth.

"My turn now. Come here, doll~ No mess on my clean trousers or I will punish you." Seonghwa murmurs in a seductive tone, eyes narrowed while watching you meekly approach him and lower yourself to your knees in front of him.

You surprised yourself with how steady your fingers were when you undid his pants, freeing up his hard length and going down on him almost immediately, "Hold on... It's meant to be enjoyed. I know our cock slut is eager but it's almost pathetic how eager you are for it."

You whine around his shaft, eyes widening almost comically when Seonghwa begins to fuck into your mouth roughly, "Just for daddy, right?" You whimper affirmatively and tear up, moaning out in pleasure with each stroke of his hips fucking into your face and the low grunts and praises that leave him until he finally releases into your mouth with a raspy groan.

You take in all of his seed into your mouth, milking his slit dry of every sweet drop of his cum until he pulls you off of his cock.

"You were very useful for both of us~ What would our cock slut want for a reward? We might grant your wish." Seonghwa asks with interest while fastening his pants back up as you thought for a moment.

"I w-want Hongjoongie~" You reply hoarsely, looking up at Seonghwa hopefully with glazed over eyes.

"That's so cute." He answers with a voice that still dripped with sensuality, "We'll see what we can do~"

[arrogantsonofabiscuit]

Cute things they do

Featuring:- Kuroo, Sakusa , Atsumu & Kita

A/n:- I was quite flustered imagining them and how good they would look 🥺💘. I hope you enjoy!

Genre:- Fluff, mentions of pet names!

Kuroo Tetsurou:-

Kuroo always used to be busy with his work. But he always made sure to spend his weekends with you .

You were asleep on the bed with the fluffy blanket on top of you. Kuroo couldn’t spend his time with you today because he had some paperwork to look after.

Kuroo enters your shared apartment tiptoeing so that he wouldn’t wake you up. But he had some different plans .

He saw your sleeping form and he decided to wake you up.

“Kitten? Baby? Love? Angel?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you get up?”

“Hmm?why?” You stifle a yawn and rub your eyes .

“I’m sorry kitten I couldn’t spend some time with you , but would you mind if I took you for a late night drive?”

“Late night drive?”

“Yes”

“On one condition though”

“That is?”

“You have to feed me something, I’m hungry right now”

“Okay” Kuroo smiles and you get up from your bed and wear a hoodie and sweatpants.

“Ready?”

“Yes! Um what are we eating?”

“How does a burrito sound? The one which you wanted to eat?”

“Yum , let’s go!!”

Kuroo chuckled looking at your excitement after mentioning food.

Kuroo gets the burrito and hands it to you and drinks his favourite shake.

Kuroo starts the car , driving to the ice cream shop which you did not know about.

You look at Kuroo and smile when you tried glancing back Kuroo chuckled and you offered your burrito to him

He took a bite and looked at you with a very soft expression. He looks so cute you thought. You then take his shake in your hand and sip it .

You take the shake and make Kuroo drink the shake since he couldn’t as he was driving .

Kuroo maybe busy and what not but he always made sure to spend time with you and makes you feel happy.

Sakusa Kiyoomi:-

I swear this guy 🥺😖😣😣😣😣😣.

Anyways,

You were sitting on the couch watching some tv shows.

You placed your head on Sakusa’s broad shoulders and we’re getting cozy.

He kissed your forehead , watching the tv show and placing his hand on your shoulder . (This is what I want is it too much to ask for?!😣)

That’s when your favourite character appeared on the screen , you scream well because you are a fan why wouldn’t you

“Um, are you alright?”

“Yes!!! It’s him I was talking to you about! Remember ?”

“You talk about a lot of them. Which one is he?”

“Oh yeah. This is the one who I saw in the grocery store! I wanted to take his autograph but I got scared 😞”

“Oh , I am sorry love”

“It’s okay I still have a lot of chance 😌”

You started to talk animatedly about your favourite character and what you like about them . Even though Sakusa knew about him, but he always liked it when you talked about something you like.

You were just so expressive that Sakusa had to make sure he doesn’t miss any of your cute expressions he wanted to make a memory of it.

It always made him wonder how did your conversation change from your favourite character to your favourite painting? Like ??

You had stopped talking and were fetching a glass of water from your dining table sitting opposite to where Sakusa was sitting. You saw that he hadn’t looked away from you and his look made you blush . He had one of the most lovestruck expression on his face and he wasn’t even hiding his smile .

It touched you in many ways because Sakusa even though is said to a man of few words , knows how to sweep you off your feet, make you feel loved and make you feel like you are the only thing in this world that he wants to be with.

You get up from your chair and move towards him and kissing him gently on his lips thanking him for being there for you , thanking him for being a great lover and thanking him for being considerate .

“Can’t wait to make you mine forever Omi”

“Me too love , me too”

Atsumu Miya:-

It was quite rare for Atsumu to have a day off.

He had planned a perfect schedule to spend his day with you. But unfortunately you had to work .

Atsumu was pouty and whiny and was requesting you to not go, but he knew that you wanted to work for yourself and be independent so he understood .

You liked that about Atsumu, even though people thought that he is immature but he was mature enough to understand his s/o and their dislikes/likes and most importantly whether they need some time off or something.

“See ya soon Angel face ! Take care baby , I miss you already though 🥺”

“‘Tsumu I am still standing at our doorstep?🙂”

“Yeah yeah , see ya soon”

It was in late evening when you called Atsumu telling him you were tired and wanted to do nothing but cuddle.

Your intern kept on messing up , you thought maybe it was their first day so it maybe difficult and you understood that, but because of this you had to stay there to teach them about some drafts.

“Hey Atsumu have you reached?”

“Yes in your Parking lot, waiting for you.”

“Oh I am in the elevator! I am coming!”

You saw Atsumu’s car and he was honking at you. You smile and enter the car.

“So I know you said that you are tired. And since I have been dating you for so long that I know what you needed so I have brought your favourite milkshake. Here.”

Atsumu handles you the milkshake and starts driving away from your work place.

You were texting your family and friends , since you were busy you couldn’t even ask about their well being. Atsumu saw you texting and he smiled to himself because he was glad to be with you. You his Angel face.

He grabs your hand and places it on top of the gear and then he places his hand on top of yours. Your heart always skipped a beat whenever he placed your hand like that. It maybe something small he did but it always made you feel loved and appreciated.

He smiled looking at you and continues driving. You were thinking about how did you get so lucky 🥺. And Atsumu was a step ahead planning his future with you.

Kita Shinsuke:-

Literal husband 💍💘.

You woke up to an empty bed. You looked at the alarm clock kept on the nightstand . It read 5:30 am. AM?!?! Where is shin?

You knew that he would always get up early and start with his chores . He was a very hardworking man.

You got up from the bed unwillingly wanting nothing but to get lost in the soft plush bed *sigh*

You were searching for water and saw that the glass of water was on the nightstand with a small note written on it, it read as “Good morning darling, here have some water before you brush your teeth”

Your heart literally went like this “❤️—>💗💘”

You drank some water and entered the bathroom to freshen up and eat some breakfast. As soon as you enter the bathroom you read some small notes on the mirror.

“You look pretty as always” 🥺🥺🥺🥺

You took a quick shower and used the towel which was neatly kept on the countertop by Kita.

You felt fresh and decided to make some breakfast and maybe work on your project.

Your breakfast was set on the kitchen countertop and a glass of your favourite juice right next to it .

Shin you thought. You read a note on the fridge that said “Love take care I will be home soon but promise me to not be hard on yourself”

You complete eating and decide to clean your house.

Finally doing all the chores you took a break and were scrolling on your phone.

Kita enters the house as quietly as possible because he thought that you’d still be asleep.

He saw sitting on the couch with nothing but his old high school jersey. He smiled wholeheartedly and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“Shin here...”

You give him some of your written notes, thanking him for being there for you and the things you love about him the most.

“I love you Shinsuke 🥺”

“I love you too Love”

Thank you for reading. Take care <3

Reblogs are highly appreciated <3

[0dirty-deals0]

May i request headcanons for Levi, Belphie, Beel, Lucifer and Diavolo on an MC who will just absent-mindedly kiss their cheek when they have to leave or go do something? I like a bit of softness in my life 🥺

The Boys with an Mc who gives goodbye kisses:

Warnings: None, reader is gender neutral

Lucifer:

*The first time it happens he acts unfazed by the affection, not because he's trying to seem uninterested, but because it feels absolutely natural to him. A quick affectionate goodbye that leaves his heart soothed until the next time he sees you. He only really thinks about it after his brothers or Diavolo start teasing him about the gesture.

*Once it's brought to his attention, he still isn't that bothered by it, if anything, he grows to expect it and even returns the gesture back now, much to your joy. Wether in public or in private he takes your affectionate gesture with pride and will always shoot his brothers a sly grin after each kiss. Shouldn't have teased him if they can't handle the hit back.

*If you ever forget his kisses he gets a little dissapointed and a part of him wants to call out to you so you can give them to him but he holds back, knowing he'll see you at home and that he can be as affectionate as he wants to be with you in the privacy of his room.

"Mc, you seem to have forgotten something before you left my office today. Hm? You don't think you have? Well, let me remind you then."

Leviathan:

*The first time it happens he can't move, he's frozen in place even after you've left. He starts to make this quiet close mouthed scream in his throat as he asks himself if that really just happened. That you really just kissed his icky otaku face so casually. He's super shy to kiss you back but you can hear a voice cracking, "thank you," everytime you give him one.

*In public however, his persona changes significantly. When he receives a kiss from you in front of his brothers he practically leans into the kiss, the biggest grin plastered on his face. He even returns the kiss with confidence as well. Being the envy of his brothers fuel him, and you being affectionate with him really boosts his ego up 100%

*If you ever forget his kisses he either doesn't notice because of what he was currently doing or does and whines to you. He'll spam your D.D.D. saying that you forgot something. Your kisses are like the highlights of his day even if he's a mess afterwards and doesn't admit to it.

"Mc! You forgot something! ):"

"Really? I don't think I did, Levi."

"My kisses!!! D:"

"I'M ON MY WAY-"

Beelzebub:

*The first time it happens he leans into the kiss on instinct and even returns one back quickly. The moment your gone is the moment he realizes that you just planted a kiss on his cheek and he's all gentle smiles the whole day. He thinks the kisses are a sweet way to say goodbye and returns it often.

*He thinks your goodbye kisses are also good luck kisses solely because he wins his Fangol games with such ease each time you kiss him goodbye before he plays. He will actively seek you out before his games just so you can give him a kiss goodbye. Give him a few extra kisses and a good luck and he's going to demolish to opposing team, that's a promise.

*If you ever forget his kisses he reminds you quickly before you leave. My boy is hella intune with what he wants and he wants your kisses. He gets a little sad if you manage to leave without giving him a kiss and will ask you with puppydog eyes back home if he can have the kiss you forgot to give him before you left. He feels a little empty if he doesn't get his daily kisses from you.

"Mc, you forgot to give me kisses before you left for class :( Is it okay if I still get kisses even if it isn't goodbye ones?"

Belphegor:

*The first time it happens is when Belphegor is sleeping. He's a very light sleeper so he does stir awake when Mc plants a kiss on the side of his head. He hums happily in response to the kiss and drifts off once again, having a much better rest than he was previously. If Mc and him are napping, a kiss is a good way to tell him you need to go. He lets go of you a lot more willingly compared to if you directly ask him.

*If he's awake and you give him a goodbye kiss, he likes to close his eyes and relax until you break the kiss. He likes to savour and remember the feeling of your lips on wherever it is you kissed him. It's all he thinks of in his sleep until you return. He's also put into a better mood and isn't as much of a little shit if he's had his kisses.

*If you ever forget his kisses when he's asleep he wakes up confused and irritated. The sound of the door closing, no matter how soft it was, is not how he likes to be woken up and seeing you gone sours his mood a little more. He doesn't do much about it but when you get home he's immediately dragging you to bed with him and holding you hostage in his hug no matter how many kisses you give him. This is his payback.

"Noo... you can't leave yet, Mc. You forgot to give me a kiss and I woke up upset and confused. So now you have to cuddle with me to make up for it."

Diavolo:

*The first time it happens was honestly a lack of control on your part. You didn't even leave imediately when it happened, you were just frozen while staring up at him. His face was one of confusion but that soon changed into a huge smile and he quickly returned the gesture with a kiss of his own on your forehead. He thanks you for the kiss and mentions that you should hurry on to where you were going. After you leave, he spends a while daydreaming about that kiss you gave him.

*While you try your best not to repeat your mistake, old habits die hard and you end up giving him goodbye kisses regularly whenever you two part ways. He doesn't bring it up if you don't notice and he even returns the gesture if he can. He adores your habit and loves that you give him affection with no fear despite who he is. It's one of the many things he adores about you.

*If you ever forget his kisses he gets pouty and whiny. It isn't you whose going to have to face that problem, it's sadly Barbatos and Lucifer who'll have to listen to his whining. He just loves your presence and kisses and not having either upsets him greatly. While Lucifer may put up with it, (and may scold you a bit for spoiling Diavolo with kisses far too often) Barbatos will not if he knows he can fix it. He will invite you over under the excuse of having tea with him and then promptly direct you to Diavolo where the prince will happily spend time with you, his whining ceasing at least until you forget his kisses again.

"Lucifer! Mc forgot to give me their kisses! D: Did I do something to upset them if they forgot?"

"Lord Diavolo, I don't think that's the case-"

"What if they stop giving me kisses entirely!?"

"Diavolo..."

Others: HOLY FUCK HELLO I'M BACK AND I'M SO SORRY I'VE BEEN HELLA INACTIVE! I've been beyond busy and have been facing a few problems in my life here and there, but I'm back now and hopefully I'll be getting through a few more requests! Thank you anon for the request and I hope you all enjoyed it as well!