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[ID: Sketch in black and white with only blood shown in red of Jacob Stone chained up to a wall by his wrists, and his head lolling forward in unconsciousness, as a silhouetted figure walks away through a door into a lighter area. There is blood soaked into Jake's shirt sleeves and front, and spattered over his neck and the side of his face. End ID]
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Day 20: Dehumanization
Jake being held by a vampire and fed on regularly
Ficlet below the cut - warning: blood and hurt with very little comfort (there is a follow on later in the month)
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Jake really hated vampires.
He had hated them from the start, questioned slightly his hatred after meeting a not actually evil vampire, and now he hated them absolutely, completely, entirely again.
There was no daylight in this place, which made sense for vampires, but it meant he had no way of knowing how long he’d been here.
The intermittent periods of unconsciousness from blood loss didn’t exactly help with that.
At least at this point he was so exhausted from the repeated feedings that he didn’t really feel, or maybe his mind didn’t register, the pain anymore.
His wrists used to hurt from the metal restraints, especially if he tried to move.
And there had been the waves of intermittent piercing agony and dull throbbing of the side of his neck, the insides of his forearms, the insides of his thighs…all the sites the vampires bit into him…five or six vampires or maybe more…it was dark and seemed to be getting always darker, like shadows encroaching from the corners of the room.
There was one vampire in charge.
That was the only one who ever fed from his neck, and he was taller than the rest. Much taller than Jake. He had a grip tighter and more relentless than the iron that bound Jake to the wall.
During moments of consciousness and lucid thought, Jake hoped to himself that Cassie had got out safe.
He remembered them coming across the vampires while trying to retrieve an artefact. He put himself between them and Cassandra, shoved her towards the door that Jenkins had just opened, but he was unconscious before he saw whether or not she got through.
There was every possibility she had not. That she was chained up in some other dark, cold room in this place, subject to the same torments that he was.
But she would have got through.
She definitely would. There was no way she didn’t make it out safely. Jake just couldn’t accept that as a possibility.
He would probably have seen her if she hadn’t, back on his almost successful escape attempt, back before these chains. Back when he had the ability to sit and walk and move around, before he had become nothing more than an on-site buffet for the vampires and the plaything of their leader.
That escape attempt had taken him out of the cell after punching two vampires who had come for him and making a break for the exit. He had made it all along a corridor to the elevator at the end. He had made it inside, hit the button for the thing to rise above the basement level, but before it could move the doors were wrenched open and the leader strode in, absurdly cliche leather coat swathed around him.
The bastard had laughed, amused by the attempted escape, by Jake’s efforts to fight back as four of the creatures cornered him in that elevator.
It had probably been a hell of a piece of work to clean the blood off the walls. And even more of a piece of work if the vampires had tried to explain it to anyone else who might be in the building, using that same elevator.
After that, he woke up chained to the wall.
Not once had they removed those chains.
He still tried to fight. To kick or headbutt or something, but it was always a wasted effort, and each attempt was weaker than the last.
They bit through the fabric of his clothes until it was torn too much to be in the way at all. If Jake lived long enough, the feeding sites would probably fester, become infected, with the patches and threads of his jeans and shirt shoved deep into the wounds.
And maybe he would live long enough… The vampires were keeping him alive. They were making sure that he stayed alive. And if they kept him alive longe enough, or his friends would come and save him. His fading mind fooled him repeatedly, making him think one of them was there, taking out the vampires, turning them to ash, coming to save him…
But if they hadn’t by now, they probably never would.
He heard the now familiar ping of the elevator doors opening and closing.
He counted the seconds.
One, two, three, four…
The door to his cell opened.
He readied himself to kick out at his assailant. Make it difficult. Make them work for their meal.
He threw a sluggish right thrusting kick towards the tall vampire who stepped up before him.
His leg was caught, yanked forward, straining his shoulders with his wrists still fixed to the walls. The monster held him there for several seconds before shoving him roughly back against the wall, his back and head slamming into the hard surface.
No time to breathe, not time to try again.
The vampire stepped up close, crushing him against the wall, pinning him into it.
Jake tried to resist as the vampire grabbed his hair to yank his head to the side, but he didn’t have any more resistance to offer.
The fangs sank deep into his neck, some blood spraying at the initial puncture, overlaying what blood had been left to dry on his skin before.
It was probably only a few minutes, but it felt eternal, the blood being pulled from his body, slowly, indulgently, until the darkness crept closer.
It would engulf him soon and bring the peace of unconsciousness, long before the vampire had finished.
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“Stop!” Eve had reached her limit a long time ago, but even still she checked her anger and softened her voice when she repeated the word, “Stop. Please.”
“Stop?” Flynn frowned, “Stop what? Stop why? I thought we were-”
“Stop talking. Please. Just…stop talking,” she sighed, “Unless something you’re saying will help us find Stone.”
It had been over a week.
Cassandra had been the only one to return from what should have been a routine artefact retrieval, being propelled with unexpected violence right through the back door. And then the door closed sharply behind her.
When they opened it, stepped back into the passage she had been in, ready to fight, it was empty. There was no one there.
Some signs of a struggle, of a fight, but Stone was gone and there was nothing there to lead them to him.
They’d been following dead end leads for nine days now, and each passing hour gave whoever took him more time to hide. The probability of finding him, and finding him alive, dwindled each day they failed.
Most of all, she was angry and frustrated because there was nothing she could do. She had exhausted all her expertise and knowledge and even connections in the initial stages of the search, and they had yielded nothing. The task necessarily fell on the librarians, who were far from the coherent unit they usually were, with Cassandra blaming herself for Stone disappearing, and everyone else trying to stay positive to lessen her pain.
Eve looked up from the book she had been failing to read on known magical entities in the part of Los Angeles Stone had disappeared in. The back door had opened, admitting Ezekiel and Cassandra.
And they were smiling. Or, as close to smiling as they had managed in weeks.
“We have something!” Cassandra declared, “The Monkey King’s staff has a very distinctive magical signature, which we theorised Stone would have too because of the mark it left on him, and so we…”
Eve half blanked out the complex mathemagics explanation that she launched excitedly into, relieved when Ezekiel summarised in English, “We have a possible location for Stone.”
He held up his phone, revealing a map with a red circle on it.
“Where?” Eve moved around the table as Flynn took the phone, examining the map.
“Multistorey office suite in downtown San Francisco,” Flynn mused, “Not where I would choose to hold my hostage.”
“This is assuming the spell actually worked, and the staff’s magic is a match to Stone’s.”
Cassandra shot Ezekiel a desperate look.
“Which it probably did and it probably is…so, what’s the plan?”
“We need a breakdown of everyone who has offices in there,” Eve began, her spirits rising with the very real, very immediate, problem to solve, “How long have they been there, are they a legitimate business, and so on?”
“On it!” Cassandra raised her hand.
“Jones…”
“Security profile of the building,” he nodded, and disappeared with Cassandra to get to work.
“I’ll go look into the history of the building and the location,” Jenkins said with a slight awkwardness that was explained after he followed the others from the room, and she turned right into Flynn’s unexpected embrace.
“We’re going to find him, Eve,” he said in that soft, gently, kind voice that was so rarely used that it held such a greater significance when it was, “Alive.”
He pulled back, taking her hands in his, “I’m sure of it.”
Eve hadn’t realised she had been so obviously afraid, so clearly rattled by this whole thing…but, maybe she wasn’t as good at hiding her emotions as she once was.
Stone had seen right through her when she was heartbroken over Flynn leaving again, and that was over a year ago now.
Her walls were getting progressively lower.
“If we don’t…” she began the sentence but there was no way to end it that she could voice.
“But we will. Stone’s stubborn,” Flynn smiled at her, “Maybe more stubborn than me, and you know how bad I am.”
“I do.”
“So he’s going to be fine. Whatever’s happened and wherever he is.”
Whatever happened and wherever he is were both solved only a few hours later.
“The basement,” Jenkins stated, “For many years, centuries, in this precise location, there was a vampire’s…ah…commune, of a sort. Now, one of the listed occupants of the building is a company known as Angler’s Avenue.”
“So, vampire fishermen?”
“No,” Jenkins gave a disapproving look at the disruption, then seemed annoyed at himself before he continued, “Sort of. The leader of that commune, who has gone by many names over the centuries, was known to many as The Angler. So called not because of a love for that particular style of fishing, but rather because he would bait humans with a variety of temptations in order to take them into his commune. Or, in most cases, simply feed upon them.”
Bewildered, Flynn raised an eyebrow, “And no librarian ever got rid of him?”
“Two attempted, and two failed. The Angler has since been very much off the radar.”
“Not anymore,” Eve glared, “So, den of evil vampires in the basement of an office building…not done that one before.”
“Of course not. If you had ‘done that one before’ none of you would likely be sitting here now,” Jenkins continued, “These are not vampires to be trifled with. Some are very old, very skilled killers. Going in even with a plan of attack and suitable weaponry is a considerable risk.”
“If we go in the day?” Ezekiel suggested, “They’ll all be sleeping right?”
“And they’ll all be there,” Flynn nodded, “At night some may be out, but not necessarily…we need a way to thin their numbers. Take out several at a time, if needed…”
“Even the odds,” Eve concurred, “Is there an artifact we can use? Something that creates a sort of sunlight or garlic spray or general vampire vanquishing aura?”
“What about the sun? Can we harness some of that?”
“Maybe there’s a spell we can use?”
“Or, maybe we just lure a bunch of the vampires out of the basement?” Ezekiel said as if this was the most obvious plan possible, “Look, they’re in that office building as a business, right? They don’t own it, and they need to keep looking legitimate to keep it and keep themselves from being noticed by the cops or librarians or whoever else has issues with kidnapping people. So, we trigger some kinda security alarm or inspection or something else that will force at least enough to seem like a real company to leave the basement, then someone else goes in while they’re distracted.”
Eve nodded, “It could work…alright, Librarians, we have a plan!”
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They drifted into his nightmare like fog over the ocean. He knew what, who, they were but they seemed formless, and moved without really being seen to move.
They had been here before. Eve, shooting a vampire in the heart with a bullet that steamed and hissed on impact, Flynn with Excalibur, slicing through the vampires just like Jenkins had.
But they had never been here at the same time, and never when he was alone.
They came when the creatures were here, catching them in their meal, appearing in his vision as his consciousness faded.
And they never actually reached him.
But now, here Baird was, her hands on his cheeks, looking into his face with painful concern and tears in her eyes. And Flynn, holding his arm, his wrist, inspecting the chains and muttering words Jake couldn’t hear.
“Baird,” Jake’s own voice held no sound. He knew he had tried to say the name, but nothing came out.
“Hey,” she smiled, “You’re okay. We’ve got you now.”
Suddenly there was a weight to his right, dragging him down until he was caught painfully by two sets of arms. The weight was his own limb, freed from one chain, and too weak for him to hold it up on his own.
Eve held him while Flynn worked on the other chain, then he was free.
The pain that blossomed through his shoulders, down his back, along his arms, was nothing in comparison to the burn down his throat as he attempted to talk.
He wanted to warn them. To make sure they knew about the vampires. That they were there and they might come back.
But his bare feet, where they touched the ground as his two friends practically carried him out of the room, brushed over ashes briefly.
There had been vampires.
At least some were now gone.
Ahead, a familiar blue light. The back door.
Behind them, the elevator pinged.
Jake froze.
He knew what came after that sound.
One, two, three, four…and the vampire would be on them. Sooner if he chose. He would kill them. Or, worse, so much worse, imprison them. Turn Flynn and Eve into nothing more than sources of blood and sick delight as well.
They were still moving towards the glow of blue, not looking back, carrying Jake with them.
But Jake did look back, twisting painfully to get a glimpse of the elevator. He saw the vampire there, standing still. Just watching, watching, and then he was gone in the dizzying rush of time and space.
The annex.
Home.
And Cassie, running at him, throwing her arms around him in spite of all the grime and blood covering his skin and clothes.
He hugged her back as best he could, raising one arm to her side but unable to do more. Eve was still behind him, supporting him from behind, keeping him from collapsing.
He looked beyond Cassie’s red hair to where he had heard Ezekiel’s voice, but he didn’t manage to say anything in response.
What blood he had left froze at what he saw.
Judson’s mirror.
Cassie in the reflection, clear as anything ever was in that antique glass.
But where his own reflection should be, there was nothing.
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VAMP!HEESEUNG starts by cupping your cheeks. he holds your face in his palms— dulcet, gentle as if you were a porcelain doll. his lips meet yours for a kiss that demonstrates his pure love for you. as the kiss goes on, he makes you walk backwards and hums in your mouth when your back hits the wall. one hand rests on your neck and the other holds your waist. his thumb rubs your skin when his teeth sink in your flesh. he embraces your waist and pulls you closer when you gasp, “shh, princess, i’ve got you,” he reassures you, his breath hot on your wounds. he kisses them before sucking your blood.
VAMP!JAY makes you settle on his laps. his hands hold your hips firmly as you wrap your arms around his neck. he kisses your jaw tenderly, peppering kisses all over your skin. he likes to hear you sigh when his lips touch your neck— the way you lean your head backwards makes him dizzy with need. his strong hand connects with your nape. he slides a little praise, “you’re so beautiful,” you feel the ghost of his fangs as he does so. his hands slides down, making your breath catch, in the crook of your upper back, pulling your chest closer before biting you.
VAMP!JAKE it is very dramatic— but in the best way possible. it happens when you accidentally cut yourself. for the first time, he is hungry for something else than love and affection. he wraps his fingers around your hand, bringing it closer to his mouth. your fingertips touch his tongue, his lips wraps around your bloody finger and he sucks. it leaves him red in the face and panting for more. his agape mouth reveals his fangs, his eyes lingering on your neck, he brings you closer in a gentle movement. he holds the back of your neck as he makes his way to the spot he has been craving for, “i need more of you.”
VAMP!SUNGHOON lays you down on the mattress ever so gently. your heart pounding while he gets on top of you, between your thighs with his hands planted next to each side of your face. “you are so beautiful,” he tells you— leaning in. he intertwines your fingers together, giving your hand a soft pressure to contrast with the addicting pain of his fangs making their way inside of you. a pleased hum vibrates in his throat when your chest heaves. his grip on your hands gets tighter as the time goes on, his tongue on your neck as hot as your entire body.
VAMP!SUNOO you discover a look in his eyes that you have never seen before. his gaze burns with need— dizzying hunger, mouth almost watering the longer he looks at you. he doesn't say much, his palms are hot against your skin whereupon he lifts you up to make you sit on the kitchen counter. he starts by holding your hand, bringing it up to his lips to leave a frail kiss on your knuckles, then inside your palm, on your wrist, all over your arm until he reaches your neck. his hand rests on your thigh while he devours you, drawing random patterns on it— soothing you when your grip on his shoulder becomes tighter.
VAMP!JUNGWON he takes your hands, pressing your palm against his cheeks to make you cup his face. the heat in your face gets warmer, he keeps getting closer to your face, his big eyes looking up at yours. he lays between your legs, he looks angelic, “can i taste you?” you are too hypnotized to do anything else but nod, ‘thank you, my love.” he holds your hip with one hand, the other holding onto the sofa’s armchair. it feels like reaching heaven, you fingertips hiding in his hair. behind your eyes, as the feeling of his tongue on your neck takes over the pain, you see stars.
VAMP!RIKI “are you sure?” he hushes, tone soft and hesitant. he is panting for something forbidden, thirsty and lovesick. his cheeks are pink, reminding you of the day you exchanged your first kiss. his long fingers are wrapped around the wrist you offered to him, his mouth is close to it, breathing on it. he didn’t do anything yet and you already feel faint. you give him a barely understandable agreeing noise in lieu of a proper answer. immediately, he pulls you closer, his big hand finds your lower back. he holds your wrist over his shoulder as he bites your neck without any warnings.
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Hii! Can I make a request please? Jacob Black and the fem imprint reader. The reader is a human.~ Thanks in advance if you write <3
ofc! i don't know any specific details so i'm just gonna write headcanons.
dating headcanons
jacob black x fem!imprint!human!reader
when jacob found out that YOU are his imprint, he completely forgot about bella
it was indescribable feeling, when his eyes met your
he of course started spending a lot of time with you and the rest is history
he's overprotective, he knows how vampires (the cold ones) are dangerous and it's also a wolf thing (yk what's his, is his)
he hesitated from the start when you suggested to see his wolf form but it took you few seconds and you had a giant puppy in front of you
he lets you ride on his back as he runs through the forest
he's extremely warm so you don't have to worry about being cold, he's always right next to you, ready to hug you and warm you up
he'd make you a bracelet with a tiny wolf attached to it from wood (ofc) it was precise and beautiful work, he put a lot's of love in it which makes it much special
you often help him with his father like when jake is not around and has to do some things like when he's out on patrol or when he's helping fix someones motorcycle, doesn't matter
so you often cook for his father (and for jacob also) or clean his house or just talk
but be prepared for a LOTS of cooking, because they eat a lot!
billy, jacob's father has a special place for you in his heart, you are very kind to him and you make his son happy, he really appreciate you a lot
others from the pack also loves you, especially emily
baking with emily every sunday became a tradition and jacob always makes sure he's first one to taste your baking
but they also tease jacob a lot, paul does it a lot and sometimes it's too much so you have to separate them
the pack is your new family, they protect you a lot, because you are a human plus much younger then emily so
jacob often finds himself drained from the night patrols he sometimes has to take, so all he wants to do after them is lay down on his bed, wrap his arms around your waist and hide his face into your neck, which also happens pretty often
overall he's a real cuddle bug, he's like a baby sometimes; more like a puppy
you are his passenger princess and whenever you two are in his truck, his hand always finds it's way to your thigh
he loves forehead kisses, it's his way of saying 'i love you and you are safe'
whenever you have a sleepover, you will make pizza and eat it while watching some stupid romantic movie like the notebook, but he secretly loves it
while cuddling his arms has to be wrapped around your waist and your back has to be against his chest, that's the only position he feels like he protects you
...and he can reach your every body part
sometimes he teases you by slightly pinching your but and it always makes him laugh when you squeak and then hit his biceps
he rides you to school on his motorcycle and always picks you up after
sometimes you two ride on his bike through Forks at night, just enjoying the moment
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Oscar Isaac Characters Eating You Out
Minors DNI
Featured Characters: Miguel O’Hara, Moon Knight System, Basil Stitt, Anselm Vogelweide, Blue Jones, Poe Dameron, Nathan Bateman, Duke Leto Atreides, Prince John, Santiago “Pope” Garcia x afab!reader (Pronouns and descriptions aren’t used for the reader)
CW: SMUT (did you look at the title?), pet names, slight size difference, fingering, face riding, mention of periods, slapping, toys, anal, dub-con, sub and dom roles, squirting, overstim/crying, untranslated Spanish, and possibly some other things (All are just brief mentions)
These are just some short, dumb little rambles/headcannons of mine, so it’s not written the best. Not proofread or heavily edited.
(Lmk if you want more in the future)
Miguel O’Hara - Across the Spiderverse
Miguel is a tired man, always overworking himself with the Spider Society. All because he’s extremely thorough, never leaving something to be completed at a later date. Because of this, it’s not often he gets the chance to destress.
So, when it comes time to pleasure, he’s just as thorough. Miguel makes sure you feel just as much pleasure as he does.
Of course, because of his lack of free time, Miguel doesn’t care where or when it happens, he’s eating you out.
You’re in his office? Bend over.
You’re on your period? I guess he’s not beating the vampire allegations.
Pick a time or a place, he’s there, willing to thoroughly please you in whatever way he can.
Miguel is on his knees with your legs over his shoulders. His claws gently pricking at the soft of your thighs as he holds you still.
If you squirm too much, he is glaring at you from overtop your heat, pinning you in place with one of his massive hands.
His tongue runs laps in your cunt, teasing your clit and slurping you up. He’s eating you like a starved man, letting out small growls every now and again.
Miguel will refuse to touch himself until you’ve climaxed multiple times. He has the stamina to keep going for hours, and this is just a warm up for him. Besides, he’d rather see either of your pretty lips wrapped around his length over his hand.
When you’re a trembling, sopping mess underneath him, he’ll finally stop. His lower face is shiny as he licks his lips and hungrily smirks at you.
“Don’t think this is over, mi amor. This is just the beginning…”
Marc Spector / Steven Grant / Jake Lockley - Moon Knight
Marc wants you to feel as much pleasure as possible, because while he denies it, a part of him is a people pleaser. He always puts his partners above himself, including during intimate moments.
Marc is experienced and he will take the time to know what you like. Marc practically memorizes your body and what gets you riled up. But if he has the choice, he has you on your knees as he eats you out from behind.
Marc has you bent over as his tongue hits that perfect spot, causing you to tremble and moan in pleasure.
He loves seeing you grasp the sheets as you bury your face in your pillow, to him it’s a sign of validation, evidence that he’s making you feel good.
His hands grab at your thighs and ass as he goes to town. If he feels you try to pull away, he’ll swat your rear until you stay still.
When his mouth starts to ache, Marc will pull up and insert his fingers instead. He’ll move them in the way that has your toes curling and has muffled screams coming from your pillow.
Of course though, he finishes the job with his mouth back on you, drinking up every ounce you give him. He’ll lick his lips clean and kiss your cunt in praise.
“You did so good for me, darling…”
Steven is the most insecure of the boys. He never had the chance to date before, so he’s always worried about making you feel good. He especially worries when he hears how Marc talks about your guys' time together. Steven wants to make you feel just as good.
But Steven isn’t as affirmative as Marc or Jake.
Steven will keep you on your back, his hands feeling his favorite parts of your body. He loves to caress you.
Steven likes to be thorough but also to go slow. He wants you to feel every little moment he makes.
His tongue hits the spots you love, but it’s methodical, careful.
Steven pleasures you as though you could fall apart if he were to be too rough. But if you grind your hips or grab his hair, he’ll go a bit faster.
He lets you have control, his goal is to make you feel good, so why wouldn’t he listen to you?
Despite being focused on you, Steven won’t hesitate to make himself feel good too. Whether it’s with his hand or just humping at the mattress in front of him.
He definitely gets pussy drunk, babbling as dines on you.
“So pretty… so pretty…”
Jake, on the other hand, prefers to be a bit risky.
As much as he loves private moments with you (like the other boys), the thrill of getting caught makes it more exciting for him.
He’ll absolutely eat you out in his car or in an empty alleyway. All because you dressed up pretty for him or gave him that perfect smile of yours.
Jake likes to be quick but efficient with you, at least in public.
Jake sinks to his knees and pushes you against the brick wall. His hand stays on your stomach, making sure you don’t scramble from his grasp.
He’d start slow, intentionally making you panic about getting caught, but as he gets quicker, you become a moaning mess above him.
Jake will smirk as he makes quick work of you, making you finish quicker than you thought possible.
“Tan perfecta/o, mi vida… tan perfecta/o para mí…”
All of them love you so much, so sometimes after a hard day, they’ll each take turns making you feel good.
Steven most likely starts, being that he’s the most gentle. He’s a good warm up and he’s good for calming down without actually stopping. But with the other guys there too, he definitely is being a bit more aggressive to keep up.
Marc and Jake will take their turns, teasing and riling you up. Just between those two alone, your position is constantly changing, there’s no chance you’re getting sore from being stuck in one place.
Each of the boys will make sure you feel good, prioritizing you above all else. They even monitor each other through the many mirrors littered throughout the apartment. They just want their darling to feel good <3
Each will take their time, only stopping when you’re an overstimulated, crying mess.
Soft kisses and cuddling definitely ensue afterwards.
“Our beautiful darling…”
Basil Stitt - Lightningface
Basil, the pathetic, desperate, possessive loner. He will do anything for your attention. He will follow your every order. You don’t even have to touch him, he’ll cum just from eating you out. He loves you that much.
Basil is aggressive as he eats you out, desperate to make you finish. Because if you finish, you’ll stay, despite his scars.
He moans and whimpers more than you do as you pull him deeper into your cunt. His hands grapple at every curve of your body, desperate to make sure you’re real, that you want him.
Why would anyone want a monster like him? Even his own girlfriend cheated on him before his accident happened.
As he tastes you, he desperately chases your climax.
He needs you to feel good. He needs you.
When your legs tense around his head and you start praising him, he starts crying and finishes as well, his seed staining the floor below him.
His head falls against your inner thigh as his tears fall fast. He grabs at you harshly, his fear causing his chest to ache.
“Imsosorry… staywithmeplease…”
Anselm Vogelweide - Big Gold Brick
Anselm is a weirdo, a big horny weirdo, let’s get that out of the way.
Anselm will touch you and do whatever he wants whenever he wants. This kinky switch of a man will eat you out in any way possible, and it’s never simple.
Per his request, he lies tied up with you over him. His arms are completely restrained as he lets you control the situation.
Your glittering heat flutters as he blows on you, smirking at every little reaction you have. He loves your noises, especially when you’re loud.
Eventually you sit on his face, and groaning happily, he licks up into you.
Your hips rock back and forth on his face, his nose hitting your throbbing clit harshly. You’re breathing heavily as Anselm eats you up, his beard scratching the back of your legs as your hips move.
Despite being such an odd man, he absolutely knows what he’s doing, like— he’s extremely talented with his tongue alone. With every squirm and noise you make, he’s watching you like a hawk.
Your high builds and comes crashing down quickly. But when you start to move off, he harshly demands you get back.
“We aren’t done yet, doll. If you don’t get back on, I’ll kill myself.”
Blue Jones - Sucker Punch
Blue doesn’t eat you out for your pleasure, no- it’s to prove a point.
He owns you, just like he owns all the people working for his club. And because he owns you, he has to make sure you know how good only he can make you.
You were in the dressing room when he approached you, his eyes hungrily scanning your body.
Whether out of fear or attraction, you do everything he asks. So when he asks you to strip bare, you do exactly that.
With his head between your thighs, it’s hard to remember that this man could kill you without a second thought. He’s just too talented with his tongue.
Running a club has its perks, including having lots of practice in making others feel good. With all this practice, this man will do anything to make you squirt. He sees it as a sign of victory, that his toy likes him the best.
Your back is arching as Blue hits your sweet spot. Your hips lightly hump his face and nose, chasing your high. His hands grip your legs, letting you ride his face more and more.
You squirt all over his face, causing him to hum in approval.
When you finish, he licks a stripe through your arousal. Blue’s eyes meet yours.
“Bunny, do you act like such a desperate whore with all the clients?”
Poe Dameron - Star Wars
Lover of the sky, Poe is known for being quite flirty. With the constant travel, Poe has had his share of hookups and romantic partners.
Which is why, of course, Poe would do anything to make you feel as much pleasure as possible.
He’s cocky, sure, but when he brags about how loud he makes you scream, you know it’s the truth.
After a long day of travel, Poe is clinging to your cunt.
As his tongue runs laps through your folds, you tightly grip at his curls.
He’s already made you finish at least twice, and he’s desperate for another.
Your cunt is trembling from overstimulation, broken moans escaping your lips as you lazily try to pull him away.
With every faint tug of his hair, he pulls your body closer towards his mouth, not letting you escape.
His tongue circles your clit like a dehydrated man, wanting you to release and give every drop of yourself to him again and again.
When Poe gets you to release over his tongue once more, he doesn’t back off, speaking as he licks every drop.
“Just one more… Can you handle one more for me, baby?”
Nathan Bateman - Ex Machina
Nathan doesn’t eat you out normally, he much prefers using his fingers if he has to.
This man prefers making himself feel good above all else, he only tolerates making you feel good. Which is why he always makes you finish quickly or sometimes not at all, moving on to make sure he can get his pleasure from this exchange.
The only time he has eaten you out was when he walked in on you having a wet dream, mumbling his name as your legs spread under the blankets.
You wake up moaning loudly, Nathan tucked between your thighs, mouth to your aching core.
As he hits your sweet spot, you instinctively grab his head. His buzzed hair provides nothing to grip to as your hips sleepily grinds his face.
Everything feels extra sensitive and good, the lack of previous priority making you extra needy.
His beard provides a scratchy and satisfying feeling as his tongue laps up your soaked folds.
He doesn’t even acknowledge that you’ve awoken, now on a mission to make you finish on his mouth.
His hands grope at your waist and ass, gripping at all the soft flesh he can.
When you finish with trembling legs, he lifts his head, his beard glistening in your juices. His hand palms over his cock as he sits on his knees and stares down at you.
“Get up. It’s my turn.”
Duke Leto Atreides - Dune
Leto is a very busy man, but he does worship you when he gets the chance.
Constantly being needed by everyone, it feels nice to relax and give himself to the one person he wants to: you.
Sure, sometimes you’re under the table servicing him, but it’s not often he gets the chance to do the same for you.
He’s on his knees, worshiping your pussy like it is a divine god. Leto is praying to you with his tongue.
Leto is so focused on you, he can’t even acknowledge his own pleasure before he knows you’ve had some release.
He has to give his baby some extra care while he has the chance <3
His hands touch every inch that he can, worshiping all of you that he can.
Leto’s nose bumps your clit as he watches you like prey, he just loves your blissed out expression.
When you two make eye contact, he makes his assault that much more pleasurable. Whether that’s adding in his fingers or reaching deep into you with his tongue. Man loves his eye contact.
When you climax, he’s smiling and peppering kisses over your inner thighs.
“I still have time, shall we go for another?”
Prince John - Robin Hood (2010)
John is a man of pleasure, and he will devour you as long as he gets some in return. Just… never mention your ex or past relationships, he gets jealous.
He loves different positions and experimenting with you, as long as you’re both having fun or a good time, then he’s more than happy.
John, the whiny man, is begging into your cunt as you two eat each other up.
Your mouth is wrapped around his length as he laps up your warmth.
With each stroke of your tongue, he moves his in tandem. Every moan you gain from him, wonderfully rumbles your pussy.
His hands grasp and pull your ass cheeks, kneading the soft flesh.
John eats you like a starved man, because despite his regal status, you are by far the best meal he’s eaten.
At least that’s what he’d be saying if it weren’t the end to your guys night of pleasure, and John didn’t need an heir.
He probably isn’t the most thrilled to be eating his and your cum out of your pussy, but it's you, so he can’t complain.
Together, you finish and clean each other of every last drop, leaving both of you exhausted.
John pats his shoulder.
“Come, rest your head.”
Santiago “Pope” Garcia - Triple Frontier
Santiago loves to tease you. No matter the situation or place, he will edge you until you’re crying.
He likes seeing you as a whimpering mess, begging for some relief.
You were just on the cusp of finishing when Santiago pulled away, watching as you begged him to let you cum.
He’d chuckle and hold your hands hostage, not letting you get the chance to finish what he started.
As you start to come down from your high, he’d go back in, licking and eating your cunt out.
As you squirm, chasing your release, he’d cage your legs in place with his arms and hands. You’re not allowed to escape him or his constant teasing.
When he finally lets you finish, you’re a trembling mess, your hole clutching at his tongue as he eats every last drop.
“You’re so cute like this… maybe I should go again?”
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A PARTY TO REMEMBER
pairing: vampire!heeseung x fem!reader genre: friends to lovers, smut, pwp, Decelis Academy au warnings: smut content, drinking, kissing, ass grabbing, bitting, tit sucking, nipple play, dirty talking, oral (f.reciving), pussy slapping, fingering, big dick hee, blood, vampire stuff, unprotected sex (don’t do this guys), a bit of chocking, cum eating. want to keep reading? click here ⬇️
YOU’RE INVITED TO OUT BLOODY BIRTHDAY PARTY.
“Y/N, wait a second!” a voice exclaimed behind you, you turned around, seeing the familiar face of the boy who you were very used to see every day at the Academy.
“Heeseung, hi. Is everything okay?” you asked with a small smile on your face, your heart staring to pump faster as the boy came closer to you.
Heeseung was a very handsome and popular boy at your Academy. He and his group of friends Jake, Jay, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Jungwon and Ni-ki were known for their mysterious appearance and charming personality.
“Yeah, yeah.” he said. “I just wanted to give you this…”
Heeseung took a out of his backpack a piece of paper that seemed like a card, he gave it to you, a dark blue piece of paper that had written on the front “An Invitation To Our Bloody Birthday Party, To: Y/N.”
“Oh, thanks, Hee. I knew your birthday was coming up but I didn’t knew you were throwing a party.” he chuckled.
“Yeah, we decided that we wanted a big birthday this year.”
“We?” you repeated, a confused look in your face.
“Mhm.” he nodded. “Y’know, me and my friends. We all have the same birthday.”
“That’s—that’s an interesting thing to know…” you thought for a moment. “But anyway, thanks for the invitation, Hee.”
“No problem! Friday night, okay? 9pm, try not to be late. The dress code is our uniform… and Y/N?”
“Yeah?”
“Please come, i’m excited to have you there.”
“I’m surely going to be there, don’t worry.” you giggled. “And again, thanks for the invitation.”
“See you Friday night then.” Heeseung waved you goodbye with a smile on his face and continued walking.
You looked down and the invitation on your hands, taking out the white piece of paper that was inside the blue one.
You’re invited to our bloody birthday party.
Sometimes, walking down the deadly path
Without fleeing from death itself
Can give rise to the most wondrous creation
We hope you will be able to come.
Huh, this was a very—very interesting birthday invitation. Bloody Birthday Party? What does that even mean? And the fact that they all have the same birthday, makes the situation even stranger.
Students talked a lot about Heeseung and his friends. Most of the time were good things —most of the time— but the rumor about them going to the forest at night to kill animals and drink their blood, never left the Academy. People made theories about it, maybe they were sick of their mind, maybe they were crazy—even murders. But the craziest of them was the one that said they were all vampires.
Of course you liked Heeseung—and not just in the friendly way. His handsome face and polite manners caught your attention since the first day you met him at the Decelis Academy. He was always kind and friendly to you, who could possibly not fall for him? You also had a good relationship with his friends, Jake and Jay were your chemistry partners at class, Sunghoon was your very first friend at the Academy, you tutored Sunoo and Jungwon a few times for math class, and Ni-ki—well, he hit you on the face with a ball by accident.
ding dong!
You stood in front of the party’s door, loud music pumping from the inside. It was as a dark night, the cold breeze running to your body sending a shiver down to your spine, an unpleasant and uneasy feeling invading your body.
“Y/N, you finally came!” the door opened, revealing a messy hair Heeseung on the inside. His tie was a little bit loose and he had a red cup on his hand, probably de liquor he was drinking.
“Hey.” you smiled. “Sorry for the waiting, I had some work to do…”
“Don’t worry. Come in, come in.” Heeseung stepped aside letting you in, the room was full of people dancing and drinking, there was a disco-ball illuminating with flashing lights the room and everyone seemed to have a good time.
“Follow me, let’s say hello to the other guys.”
Heeseung’s arm wrapped over your shoulder, pulling you closer to him to make sure you wouldn’t lose in the crowd. He took you to the living room, where all his friends were laughing and drinking with each other.
“Hey guys!” Heeseung spoke, gaining the attention of his friends. “Look who finally came…”
“Y/N!” Sunoo exclaimed, raising his arms in excitement.
“Happy birthday you guys!” you pull them all into a tight hug, congratulating them one by one.
“Hey, I remember you.” the youngest of them, Riki, said. “You’re the girl I hit with a ball last week.”
“Yeah…” you answered.
“Sorry about that, nice to finally meet you.” he smiled.
“There’s drinks and food at the kitchen.” Jake said and Sunghoon nodded. “Take whatever you want and have fun.” Jungwon added.
“I’ll get her a drink, see you later boys.”
Heeseung got you out of the conversation with the boys and guided you towards the kitchen. A lot of students were passed out in the couches due to the alcohol in their systems and a few of them were making out in hidden corners of the room.
There were a lot types of drinks in the counter, particularly every single one of them being color red. Maybe this was what the invitation ment with “Bloody Birthday Party.”
“You really got into the theme, huh?” you smirked, speaking as loud as possible for Heeseung to hear you. “Even the drinks look like real blood.”
“I know, right.” he chuckled. “We put a lot of effort in it.”
Heeseung handed you the drink he was making for you, the red substance looking pretty temptress in your hands.
You gave it a sip, the drink actually tasting really good, a mix of strong liquor and something that you couldn’t guess if it was strawberry or watermelon burning down your throat. It tastes good, you thought.
“I’m glad you like it.” the boy said.
“How do you even know I like it?” you spoke back.
“You thought about it.”
“I actually did.” you laughed. “How did you know? It’s actually really, really good.”
“Just a little guess… C’mon, I want to show you something.”
Heeseung took your hand and dragged you through the crowd once again. God, he has been so touchy with you since you came in here. It’s not like you had something planned for tonight to get with Heeseung—it was his birthday party after all—but deep down in your mind you wished for him to make a move.
You started to hear the music and people talking less and less every minute. Heeseung’s hand was still dragging you up the stairs to what seemed the second floor of the house.
“Heeseung, where are we going?” you asked in confusion. why was he keeping you afar from the party?
“To my room.” he simply answered.
“Your—your room?” you stuttered. “But what about the party? You’re the birthday boy, you can’t just leave!”
“Don’t worry about it, Y/N. I just want to show you something. Besides, the other boys are down there.”
“Okay…”
Heeseung opened the door of what appeared to be his room, you entered the unknown space and then he came after you. The bedroom had actually a lot of space, a big bed with a desk on the side, a tv—but what actually caught your attention was the balcony that was illuminated by the moonlight.
“Oh, wow.” you murmured.
You stepped into the balcony, allowing the cold breeze to run through your hair. The view was amazing, the moon and stars were shining bright and you could almost see the entire Academy from here.
“Beautiful view isn’t it?” Heeseung said, standing beside you while admiring the big bright moon.
“Absolutely yes, you’re lucky to have this view every day.”
“Right? I know…”
You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t notice that Heeseung wasn’t looking at the sky anymore, he was actually looking at you.
“What are you looking at?” you chuckled nervously, trying to avoid eye contact at all costs.
“Hmm, just the view.” he smirked.
“Oh, shut up.” you pushed his arm softly. “What is that even supposed to mean?”
“It means I like you.”
Wait—what? Oh god, Heeseung, your crush for the last few months was actually confessing that he liked you.
“I know you like me too.” he smiled.
“Oh yeah? And what makes you so sure about that, huh?”
“Because you…” he paused for a second, getting so close to you in a way that you could feel the heat radiating from his body. “…just thought about how i’ve been your crush for the past months.”
How could he possibly know what you were thinking? First it happened with the drink, now with this—
“How are you reading my mind?” you whispered, your lips so close to his that they were almost touching.
“I know a lot of things, baby.” Heeseung whispered back.
He got even closer to you, almost closing the small amount of distance that was left. His lips brushed against your cheek, sending a jolt of electricity through your body and shivers down your spine. His hands were on your hips, the tension between you two growing stronger second by second.
Heeseung’s lips finally met yours, kissing you in a slowly sensual way as if he was trying to take his time with you. The kiss eventually heated up pretty quickly, the wet smacking sounds and labored breathing was the only thing that could be heard. His tongue entered your mouth, dancing with your own wet muscle who was trying to gain control, of course you failed. Heeseung’s hands went from your hips to your ass, squeezing harshly and provoking a moan from your mouth.
“You’ll let me have you, right?”
He didn’t even need to hear an answer, the way your body was reacting to his touch was as enough green light for him to continue.
Heeseung guided you carefully to the soft mattress of his bed, his lips never leaving yours. His hands started to touch your body, taking off your tie and untying the white Academy Uniform you were wearing. One of his hands cupped your breast, pulling your lacy white bra to the side so he could feel how hard your nipples were starting to get.
“Fuck…” you moaned. Heeseung’s lips went from kissing your lips, to your jaw, to finally meet the soft skin of your neck. He started to suck there, discovering that every inch of your neck was one of your sweet spots.
His lips nipped all over your skin, biting and sucking it in a way that was making you see stars. He bit a particular place that got your eyes rolling at the back of your head, the burning pain of his teeth sinking down your skin adding more pleasure than you were feeling before.
“Auch!” you hissed.
“You like that? You like that baby? Yeah, me too.” he whispered before biting the same spot again.
His hot mouth went down to kiss your collarbone while one of his hands was busy unclasping your bra. He took it completely off, throwing it at one side of the bed, your soft breasts and erect nipples coming out freely.
His hands reached out and started to squeeze your tits, his fingers pinching your nipples as a moan scapes your lips. Heeseung’s swollen lips came to suck on of your nipples, his mouth pulling the flesh as hard as he could. Your back arched, trying to press your chest as close as you could to his mouth. The hot muscle came to your other tit, his tongue flicking your erect nipple while his hand was caressing your other breast.
He traveled a path of kisses from your tits to where you uniform skirt started, you took it off in a quick motion, trying to get some friction in where you need it the most.
“So desperate, huh…” he kissed you inner tights. “Want me to suck your pussy, baby? Want me to make you feel good?”
“Just—stop with the teasing, please.” you begged, your hips bucking up trying to find some sort of relief.
“You really need me, don’t you?” he giggled.
“Heeseung, please.” you groaned in frustration. “Please…”
“Just because you asked it so nicely.”
He took your panties off, his head between your tights as he spread your pussy lips apart. Heeseung finally leaned in, his tongue poking out to lick your clit.
“Fuck!” you gasped.
He began to lick and suck at your clit, his movements becoming stronger as he tried his best to please you. He groaned, the vibrations going directly to your throbbing cunt, his tongue moving roughly against your sensitive flesh. You moaned in pleasure, your hand coming down to his hair trying to push him even closer to you. He sucked and slurped loudly as he devoured your pussy, just like a starved man. One of his fingers came into your hole, stretching you to prepare you for what would be coming in a few minutes. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to climax, your body trembling with anticipation.
“I’m gonna—shit— i think I’m cumming.” your hands grabbed the sheets behind you, searching for some kind of support.
“Taste so fucking good, baby… Just want you to cum in my face.”
His lips went back to your glistening pussy, he buried his face between your legs, his tongue delving deep into your cunt. You allow yourself to let out a load moan, no one would hear you do to the music, anyways. Heeseung’s tongue was swirling around your bundle of nerves and fucking your pussy.
“Cumming.” you nearly managed to say, biting your lip so hard to muffle your moans you could start taste your own blood.
A slap hit your pussy, the mixture of pain and pleasure making the knot in your stomach instantly snap. He continued to suck your pussy through your orgasm, your juices gushing out as he eats you even harder now. The wetness dripping down his chin as you cum all over his face.
“Shit…” Heeseung panted, his head coming up from between your legs. “That was so fucking hot.”
He crawled up until his lips were on top of yours once again, the mix of your lip blood and your own arousal in Heeseung’s mouth making the kiss intoxicated.
“Blood.” Heeseung said, stopping his movements and staring at your lips. You could feel his dark gaze in you, the only source of light was the moon that was illuminating his face.
“What?” you murmured, to lost in his kisses to even care about what he was saying.
“I can taste blood on your lips.” he repeated.
“I’m sorry—I think I bit my lip too hard.”
“Good.”
He captured your lips in a hungrier kiss, his hands went to unbutton his own shirt, throwing it to the side. Your hands touched his chest and his abs, trying to memorize every single inch of his perfect body. You went down, your fingers untangling his belt, both of his arms on the sides of your head.
Heeseung tossed your hands aside, taking down his own pants and boxers, revealing his hard throbbing length. He stroked himself a little, precum dripping down his red tip. He aligned himself to your entrance, pressing his hard cock against your soaking wet pussy. He slowly started thrusting into you, his thick length stretching you so delicious yet so painfully. He could feel your tight cunt stretching around his girth, a groan coming out from his lips.
His dick was sliding deep into your pussy, his movements hard and fast. You moaned, the feeling of his dick deep into you too good to be true. Your tits moving rhythmically with his trusts, bouncing up and down just right into Heeseung’s face. He kissed both of them, biting and sucking into the soft flesh. Tears were starting to come down from your face, your orgasm approaching faster than you expected.
“You can take it, baby. Take my cock, so fucking good, so fucking tight.” he groaned, his thumb cleaning the tears from your cheeks. “You want to cum, huh?”
The only sound coming from your mouth were incoherent mumbles, you were so cock drunk you couldn’t even speak properly.
“Use your words when I speak to you, Y/N.” a particular hard thrust hit your pussy, making you moan like crazy. Heeseung’s hand went to your throat, adding the perfect amount of pressure for you to feel like in cloud nine.
“Fuck— yes! Please, Hee. Please…” you gasped, the lack of oxygen and the tears in your eyes blurring your sight.
“It’s okay, baby. Let it go, okay? Just be a good girl and cum for me.”
His fingers reached around to rub your clit, making you moan even louder as he fucked you senseless.
Your orgasm hit you like a truck, you pussy clenching hard around his dick. Heeseung was still trying to chase his own orgasm, the overstimulation being too much to your poor sensitive body.
“Shit—now i’m gonna cum.” he panted, his thrust becoming sloppier. “Where do you want it?”
“Tits.” you replied.
He pulled out of you, now kneeling at one side of your body right next to your chest. He began to pump himself faster, moans escaping from his pretty lips.
The next thing you could feel was his hot cum ropes touching your chest, you sticked your tongue out, some of the salty fluid getting into your mouth.
Heeseung landed next to you, his arm around your waist and his face in the crook of your neck, both of you still trying to catch your breaths. He left kisses on your shoulder, making you feel save and loved at the same time.
The cute, soft moment didn’t last long, tho. You hissed, shifting a little uncomfortable as you felt Heeseung’s teeth on your neck again.
“Hey, you like biting, don’t you?” you giggled, hands coming to stroke his hair softly.
“It’s a mark.” he spoke. “Now you’re mine.”
“Yours, huh?” you smiled.
“Mhm, yes.”
The coldness of the night hit you in contrast of the hot atmosphere of Heeseung’s room.
It was around 3am on the morning and everyone already left the party. Of course you didn’t want to leave Heeseung’s side, but you had to get back to your dorm before the classes began.
The scenario of Heeseung and you was repeating in your mind like a movie, you smiled to yourself, butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
“Oh, shit.” you said, stopping abruptly your path and remembering that your tie was still missing. I must left it in Heeseung’s room, you thought.
You went back to the house, opening the door and seeing all the mess that was left behind. Surely all the boys were either too drunk or too lazy to clean the place.
You walked to Heeseung’s room, your hand almost touching the door knob when you heard a strange sound come from another door. You froze, maybe one of the boys was still up. What if someone saw you trying to get into Heeseung’s room?
You heard the strange noise again, deciding to leave Heeseung’s room and walk to the other door. You pressed your ear into it, trying to decipher what was causing the sounds you were hearing.
Taking a deep breath you decided to open the door, and you did not expect to see what was happening.
“What the…”
Your eyes widen in surprise. The room was cover in blood, mostly snakes and other type of animals laying dead or in pieces all across the room.
The seven boys looked at you, too perplexed to continue their actions. All of them were also covered in blood. Sunoo, Sunghoon and Heeseung holding a small snake in his hands.
“Y/N.” Heeseung spoke, panic in his voice trying to find an excuse to save himself and the others. “I swear I can explain…”
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( 一月 ). ──you and jake used to do this often but, now that you can’t, the tension was running high 심재윤 &fem!rea. ⟡ oneshot, smut warn. language, unprotected sex, recording, dirty talk wc : 2038THOU ++( 𝑒𝓈𝓉. 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 )
노트 @hoonven come back to me I finally finished this
“Here you go, miss.” You took the key from the clerk's outstretched hand, closing your fingers around the cool metal. You non-verbally thanked him, keeping your head relatively leveled; but not enough to directly make eye contact. It’s not because you wanted to seem rude, you just weren’t supposed to be here at all.
Your boyfriend had called you over about fifteen minutes ago, after a dreadful award show neither of you wanted to go to, but you hadn’t seen him for months prior to them accepting the trophy. One glance and all the memories from before he left crossed your mind: the heat, the hands, the clothes scattered everywhere but your bodies. You missed him more than just a little bit, and the late-night phone calls, and secret pictures weren’t enough to tide you over anymore.
He wore that stupid tuxedo that he knew you liked. The same one you’d practically ripped off the last time you met him in a hotel. And you wore that stupidly short black dress you knew he couldn't resist.
He eyed you all night like a wild animal ready to pounce. You didn’t have to wait long for the text. Actually, it took about 30 minutes less than you planned. It was too bad you couldn't follow him around anymore, meddling about in various hotels under different names.
The anticipation rose as you walked the dimly lit hallways, flashes of skin on skin behind your eyelids making you dizzy. Oh, how you’ve longed to smell his cologne and feel his hands all over you. How you’ve craved the attention only he could give you. You wanted it…bad. You weren’t convinced you’d feel alive until he was there, in front of your face, whispering stupidly intoxicating things.
Then he was.
“Babe,” Your heart skipped a couple beats when his hand gripped your wrist, pulling you into the dark room with him. “Are you actually a vampire? Why are the lights off?”
“Fuck,” His hands were caressing your waist in an instant, dragging the fabric along with every pull and push. “Do you know what you do to me? I missed you so bad.”
“Evidently,” You laughed, arms locking behind his head and bringing him closer to your face, “You didn’t even change. Impatient, much?”
A smirk formed on his face, “Why would I when I know what it does to you?” He was cocky…and horny. A deadly combination when it came to Jake. You would know. However, you weren’t exactly dry right now but, you’ve always been able to hide it better than him. Or so you liked to think.
“Oh?” You breathed out, placing a hand on his chest. Your breaths mixed with the lust in the air, the eye contact nothing short of tempting. “Why exactly do you think I kept this on?” He was about to lean in and close the distance when you pushed, the back of his knees colliding with the edge of the bed and making him sit. You wasted no time climbing onto his lap, silently dragging the fabric up to expose more of your legs—arguably one of his top three favorite features on you.
He huffed, fingers digging into the plush of your thighs. Your hand reached between the two of you, coming in contact with his slacks, “‘Cause I know exactly how hard it makes you,” You pushed down, not hard enough to hurt him, but to elicit a groan from him.
He never broke your sight, staring up at you with those wide eyes that gave nothing to the imagination. You could read him as well as he could you. And you knew your little powertrip was only lasting so long before he had you at his mercy, spread out on the sheets of this hotel room bed.
You, truthfully, hoped he’d take over soon.
“Couldn’t take my eyes off you all night. Kept imagining all the things I needed to do to you.”
Your head cocked, “Needed?”
“Need you, babe.” He reaffirmed, grabbing under your thighs to hoist you up along with him as he got to his feet. “Think about you all the time…how pretty you sound under me. How much you come around me. Everything about—fuck—I just missed you so much, y/n. This fucking tour has kept me away from you for long enough, don’t you think?”
You practically whimpered in response, taking in every word he’d just said to you. Maybe you weren’t actually so good at hiding it.
But you were no one else’s, and happy about it, that was for sure.
“Jake?” Your soft eyes met his and he hummed, letting the tension be cast aside for the moment, “I love you.”
A smile spread across his whole face, “I love you too, baby.”
Before you finally pressed your lips together, you spat out a quick, “Record it.” under your breath, which he swears almost made his knees buckle.
And then it's like the dam had broken, all the still air in the room finally moving as he kissed you back forcefully—a little bit desperately—a mix of teeth and tongue and lack of shame.
You were back on the bed quickly, this time the roles reversed, you on your back fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, the suit jacket discarded the moment you hit the sheets. His toned body was finally revealed, a relieved breath leaving your nose. You missed seeing him so primally raw.
It was a little comical how fast he broke away and stumbled to set his phone up, you holding it in his view with a curious glint in your eyes. After you’d dragged it out of his back pocket. He almost tripped over the carpeting, obviously excited, causing you to finally laugh.
You watched, balanced on your elbows. His back muscles were on full display, and pants unbuttoned as he made sure the angle was perfect.
Once satisfied, he turned back to you, a shit-eating smirk on his face. He admired how perfect you looked, and how much better it would be once you were finally out of that dress that hugged every part of your body perfectly. “You’re gonna be the death of me, by the way.”
You huffed, “I'd hope so.”
He grumbled softly, throwing his head back in disbelief just before he joined you on the bed—on top of you—body to body. “You’re so stunning, I can’t believe I’ve been using anything but you for months.” He was spitting out whatever came to mind, grabbing the edge of the dress to pull it over your head, “Wasn’t the same…isn’t the same…” Until you were left in nothing but a lacy pair of black panties.
You smiled, ushering him onto you, “Well, now you have something to remember me by,” His body was pressed to yours in an instant, kissing along your exposed top half and up to your jaw. “Don’t forget.”
“Hard to,” Jake groaned into your skin as you lifted your hips to meet his rhythmically.
In record time he was out of his clothes, dragging the last piece of clothing blocking you from him down your legs.
He kissed your thighs, almost patiently, like he was trying to make you beg for it. “As much as I’d love to eat this pussy right now, I’ve gotta be inside you.” Evidently, though, the one begging for it wasn’t you. “I’ll just eat you out after I’ve come in you, and in the shower and—I don’t know,” He was mumbling the last bit against your skin. And, though he was trying to be hot, you laughed again—his lips the only scorching thing at the moment. You hoped he’d watch the video back and hear how down-bad he was for you in actuality, you wanted him to know that you had him just as wrapped around your fingers as he did you.
Then, you were gripping his hair, tugging him up to face you. “Hurry up then, Jake.”
Your boyfriend did not have to be told twice. He was hiking your legs up to your chest in an instant, holding you folded together by the back of your thighs, your hands coming up to assist, resting under your knees.
Jake felt his stomach twist with not only anticipation but fondness. He thought you looked beautiful put-together and vanilla scented but, he definitely thought you were the most beautiful all messy and desperate for him; crying out his name, and racking your nails across his shoulder blades. He thought you looked so beyond heaven-sent in whatever form you decided to present him with that day: sick and sleepless, full-face and dressed up, anger-ridden within his hoodie—whatever it was, he adored you to no end. And, that’s why the last tour (time away) has been particularly difficult.
Your eyes rolled back at the first, long-awaited, stretch of him sliding into you. “Look,” He demanded, “Watch how well you take it, baby.”
You squeezed your legs tighter, “J-Jake,”
He spoke over you, “Even after all this time, you’re still made for me, angel. Such a perfect, fuck, everything.”
He bottomed out quickly, skin to skin, and waited for you to say something…anything. But, honestly, he just needed a moment to calm down before he came within record speed.
One of his hands left your leg, coming to softly lay against your cheek. He swiped his thumb sweetly over it, catching your hazy gaze. He could do a whole 180; reminding you of how tight you felt around him and how much of slut you were for letting him do such filthy things to you, or he’d remind you through cotton-candy words about how much he loved you and how perfect you were in every aspect.
You wondered what you were going to get.
“Angel,” He hummed, moving his hand swiftly to the back of your head and tangling into your hair tightly. He jolted it up, a loud squeak leaving your lips at the action. “I told you to look.”
Your eyes opened weakly, catching his gaze for a second before traveling between your intertwined bodies. You didn’t have to see him fully inside you to know he was. Was he stupid? You definitely could feel it.
What was he trying to accomplish?
“Tell me how much you need it, tell me how much you needed—missed me, baby,” And, then he revealed his whole plan, “Say it loud for the camera.”
He pulled out almost all the way before slamming his hips back into yours. You groaned, fighting his grip to lul your head back into the pillow.
He set a steady—harsh—pace. “You were just talking so much, what happened?”
You whined, letting go of the leg he did moments before and grabbing his wrist behind your head. Said leg fell beside his hip, which he didn’t notice, or frankly care about at the moment.
“Go ahead, baby, tell me.”
All thoughts died within your head when he let your other leg go, moving his hand to thumb over your clit steadily.
You honestly didn’t know how he was so composed. But, you guess, Jake never has been one to not be in control when he was the one in control.
“I-I missed you so much,” Your eyes closed, too overwhelmed to be able to do multiple things at once, “Nothing was the same…those stupid phone calls. The-they made it worse,”
“Good girl,”
“Needed you so bad it hurt.”
He let your head fall back, unraveling your hair from his fingers. “Well, I’m here now.” He whispered against your jaw as he dipped his head. Jake was messy, and his lips over your skin was no exception. “Let me feel it, y/n, please. Show me how bad you missed me.”
He caught your lips against his when your mouth slightly parted, a breathy whine leaving it and being swallowed up by your boyfriend. His tongue was instantly inside your mouth, a mixture of teeth and saliva and (once again) lack of shame.
He didn’t care when it was you. He could let every guard down if it meant he got to be insatiable with you.
“Show the camera, make me remember when I’m gone.”
But, he’d never actually forget.
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hello
can you write paul x reader
reader is bella older sister
and she is the opposite of bella like she is extroverted and loves fashion and short skirts yk like this vibe (i imagine her like megan fox in jennifer's body) , paul imprinted on her so bad but in the first she wasn't interested in him but than she slowly likes him cuz he always try his best to get her
Heart shaped locket
You stare at Bella as if she is CRAZY! "Shopping? You?" Your eyebrow is raised to the heavens.
Yes, you've already graduated, and you're older than Bella. But let's be real, in this economy, you're staying with your dad, Charlie. Just until you can get on your feet.
Bella laughs and stares off through the kitchen. "Yeah.. yeah I just really have to.. get my mind off of Edward." She sighs.
You roll your eyes. "Bella, how many times do I have to repeat myself? He's ugly. He's weird. And you're still in high school! Let's turn the page, babe." You put a hand on your hip.
She shifts her feet before looking at you sternly. "You've never experienced love."
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"Child, can you take this to Billy's? Jake's got mono." You turn from the sink and see your dad on the table, getting ready to leave for work. He's holding a case of beer. "Don't get too close. Me and the man can't hang out until Jake is better." He scratches his beard.
"Okay, dad." You pat his shoulder and grab the case from his hands.
You get in your car and then drive to Billy's house. Gosh, you remember Jake and Bella playing around the mud and pissing you off.
You make it there and knock on the door. You take your top and cover your nose and mouth and then back up a bit.
The door opens, and there stands a smiling Billy. "Kid, you're fine. Uncover your mouth, I'm not sick." He laughs.
You laugh and drop your shirt back on your chest. "If you can't go to the store, then obviously it's serious enough for me to-"
Bella's truck speeds in, parking next to your car. She walks up to you guys. "Where's Jake?" She asks.
Billy looks at you and then her. "He's sick." He says.
Bella pushes past him. "Sorry."
Billy turns, calling her name. You grab the end of your hair and awkwardly play with it. Billy sighs and turns back to face you. Then, you hear whistling. You look over and see the Uley gang.
Next thing, Bella is walking over there.
Oh shit.
"BELLA MARIE!" You call out. You step on the wet grass, following her. Your headband starts falling off, and you stop to adjust it. "Damn it." You hiss.
You hear something from the guys, and you look up. Paul is fuming. You are in fear of Bellas safety so you just drop your headband and run over there.
"Y/n! Bella!" Sam says. "Get back." He warns.
You get next to Bella and grab her arm. But, Paul changes into a wolf. He stomps his feet and roars.
You fall back on the ground with Bella. You look at her. "Really?! Why are you always in shit?!"
Jacob runs out and turns as well. The two wolves fight into the woods. You sigh and stand up, adjusting your skirt and shirt.
"Take them to Emily's." Sam says.
"The wolf's out of the bag." Embry says.
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"Oh, Emily!" You hug her as you and the three others walk inside the house.
She hugs you back, smiling. "Goodness, y/n. You're adorable as always." She giggles.
"Yeah, well, not feeling it. I just saw dudes shift into wolves, so that was interesting." You reply.
Bella walks in.
"Who's this?" Emily asks.
"Bella, my sister." You roll your eyes.
"Oh, you're the vampire girl." She says.
Vampires?!
"Damn, am I in a movie or something?" You groan and sit at the table where Embry and Jared sit.
The guys and Bella start talking, and you sit and listen. It all makes sense. Geez.
Jacob and Paul come inside, and Jacob tells Bella to go outside with him. Paul sits down, apologizes to Bella, and then eats a muffin.
You look over the guy, observing him. He doesn't see you.
"Does it hurt when you shift?" You ask.
He looks up at you and then stops moving. The muffin he grabbed in his hands fell and crumble on the table. You awkwardly stare back. Embry and Jared start laughing.
Sam walks in, snapping Paul out of it. He looks down at the table and then smiles. "Not too bad." He finally responds.
"It sounds like it hurts."
Sam looks over at Paul and then you.
"Yup, poor guy. He's now locked down." Jared says.
"Huh?" You ask.
"Ignore the boys." Emily says in your ear.
---- (The cullens come back - Eclipse)
You wake up, get dressed, and do your makeup. You're sitting in front of your vanity doing your hair when Bella barges in. You turn to the door and look at her. "What?" You ask.
"Paul wants to see you." She says.
"Uh huh." You reply, turning back to your mirror and doing your hair.
"Jacob says he imprinted on you." She continues.
"Really." You don't care.
"Just talk to the guy." Bella says.
"I don't take orders from girls who wear a flannel every day." You eye her outfit from your mirror.
"Y/n, really. The guy's gonna go insane."
"Fine." You sigh. "I'll text Emily and get his number."
And that, you did. You got his number. You messaged him, "y/n." That was it. But he texted back. You haven't read it yet. You're too busy with your friend, Sandra, shopping.
She holds up a pair of shoes. You think for a minute. "You had to think too long. It's a no." She sets them back down.
Your phone in your purse starts buzzing. You frantically get it and see that it's Paul. "Hang on, love." You tell your friend. You answer it. "Hey."
"Hey, y/n! Are you busy?" He asks.
"Yup! Shopping!"
"Oh, okay! I'll catch you another time." He says.
"No, give me the tea. You've got me all curious." You say.
"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me today?" He sounds shy.
Which is odd, considering you grew up around them because of your dad being friends with Billy and Harry. Fun fact! You used to help change Seth's diapers.
"Uh.." You look over at Sandra, who's smirking.
"Yes. I can. Where?" You ask.
"A date?" He asks.
"No! No date." You giggle.
"Oh uh.." He sounds awkward.
"We'll just hang out at the beach later." You say.
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Paul walks closer to you on the sand. "Hey, beautiful." He smiles.
"Hey." You smile back.
As he gets closer, you feel the warmth. Wolf shit. He opens his arms and wraps you up in a hug. You gently put your hands on his waist and softly pat.
"Alright." You pull away and look at him. "I know you imprinted on me, don't worry, I'm keeping my mouth shut like Bella. But just letting you know, I'm not interested. But I'm we can be friends!" You sit on the sand, crossing your legs.
He sits next to you and looks over your face. "Hmm, is there any way I can change your mind?" He touches your cheek. He moves his face close to yours.
You back away and giggle. "No, sir."
He bites his lip and looks out at the water. "You do realize how an imprint bond works, right?"
"Yup. Sam and Jacob have told all of it. So, I'm willing to be around you any time you need." You pat his bare back. The heat shocks your hand as it was just in the cool air.
You guys sit on the sand and talk about life. He's a very good guy! He's been misunderstood as a person by everyone. Deep down, his heart is big. You've told him about your life, and you two seem to favor each other. But a relationship is not where your head is right now.
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You stumble on the sidewalk of the city, nearly falling because your heel got stuck on a rock. Paul is quick to grab your waist and hold you up. You look up at him, and his eyes look into yours with adoration.
"Thanks." You smile and hold onto his arm to keep yourself from falling.
"You're welcome, beautiful." He replies.
"Get a room." Jared groans.
Kim, who's on the other side of you, elbows him. You've gotten to know Kim, and she's pretty awesome! You both like the same stuff and hang out a bunch! She invited you to this date but told you Paul begged her to ask you to go.
"It's a nice night. Look at the moon!" Kim gasps.
You look up and see it's full and glowing. "Ooh! Perfect time to take selfies." You turn to her.
She smiles and grabs your arm. You two turn around, and she holds up her phone. You two pose in front of the moon and take pictures as it shines beautifully behind you guys.
Paul watches with his arms crossed. He's so mesmerized. You feel his eyes on you, but you're not paying it any attention. Jared touches his shoulder. Paul snaps out of it and looks at him.
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You are listening to music and applying your face mask when your door opens. You jump up and look to see your dad.
"Oh, hey, dad." You say.
"Hey, child." He walks in the room and stands next to your vanity where you're sitting. He sets something down on the desk.
You look down and see a rose and a jewelery box. You look up at him, and he crosses his arms.
"Paul Lahote sent these." Charlie says.
You don't respond and look back down at the rose and box.
"I remember being in my twenties and being in love. I had that guy energy." He flexes his arm.
You start laughing and look back in the mirror. "Yeah, well, I'm not into him." You reply.
"Still focused on getting into that school?" He asks.
"Yup! Just one more week and I'll get my letter." You smile up at him.
"Well, if I know anything, you're smart and very driven. I'm always proud of you." He taps your vanity desk before walking out of your room.
You sigh and then wipe off your hands. You reach over to the box and open it up. You gasp at the ring and blink your eyes a few times. Your heart flutters at the fact that Paul knew what to pick for you. It's a touch of him and you. You put the ring on your middle finger.
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You sit at the restaurant with your group of girls. There's Chapen, who is a skater type girl, Lilly, she's a nerd, Sandra, she's the diva. She was a bitch cheerleader but kept her cool with you and Lilly. Plus, you were well liked in school. Everyone wanted to be like you. Every guy wanted you. You're used to that but never give in to them. All you want is to go to school, get your job, and then move out of your dad's.
"Please, he's so fine." Sandra looks back at the waiter.
Lilly groans and leans her head back. "Sandra, stop."
"No, you want to know fine? Embry Call." Chapen bites her burger and wiggles her eyebrows.
"Mid." You reply.
"Oh, but you've got Lahote pining for you." Sandra bumps her shoulder into yours.
"Y/n! Really?" Lilly sits up with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah, that's true." You shrug it off.
"God, he's so hot!" Lilly giggles.
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You walk into Emily's house with Bella. Harry Clearwater just passed and shits going down with a redhead who wants to eat up your sister.
You notice Seth and Leah have shifted too. They both look good! Seth smiles when he sees you and hugs you.
Leah looks pissed off , and you don't blame her. The whole Sam shit plus losing her dad? Damn.
You walk to the dining table and sit down next to Quil, who you've never even met before!
"So, Quilister." You joke.
"I kind of fuck with that nickname." He nods.
Paul comes up behind you and grabs your shoulders. His hands slide down your arms. One hand stops at your elbow, and the other one moves to your hand with the ring he gave you. He touches your fingers. You instantly get goose bumps, and your face heats up.
He notices and leans down to your ear. "You're beautiful."
You gulp.
The rest of the night was fire! You ended up getting shit faced. You, Kim, Emily, and Billy got drunk drunk. Bella and Jacob left after the fire and you don't really care where they went lol.
You slump back on the couch and close your eyes, spinning.
"Y/n, you can stay here tonight if you want." Emily offers.
"No, I'm gonna go to my bed." You smile and then stand up. You're all wobbling.
Paul grabs your waist to help you steady. "I'll drive you." He says.
You press your back into him and look up at his face. "Ya know, I'd let you-", his hand goes over your mouth.
"Alright." He laughs awkwardly and walks you outside.
You sit in your seat and just stare up out of the window. Paul pulls into your house. Your dad is gone at work, and Bella's truck isn't there.
"Is your room upstairs?" Paul asks.
"Yeah, she sure is." You wink at him.
He gets out and pulls you out of your car. You steady yourself and then bend down to take off your shoes.
"They're hurting me." You say.
Paul moves your hands and bends down. "Put your hands on my shoulders." He says.
You do as told, and he takes off your shoes. Then, he lifts you bridal style and goes into the house. He walks you up into your room and gently places you on the bed.
"Paul, don't go." You give him puppy eyes.
"Baby, I have to. I need to protect you. I always will." He touches your cheek.
You rest your face in his hand and then nod your head.
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You sit in the bathtub and think about how good Paul was to you last night. You embarrassed yourself, but he was so kind and gentle. You catch yourself looking at the ring on your finger.
Three knocks on the door make you jump. "Yeah?" You call out.
"Hurry up. I have to pack shit to go stay with Alice." You hear Bella call out.
But you know the plan. Her and Edward are staying at the house while everyone else does some shit. Paul has asked you to stay on his land at his house, but you refused.
"Alright, sister. Just a second!" You hurry and finish yourself up and step out. You have a towel wrapped around you and you open the door.
She jumps back and looks at you. "Sorry for interrupting. Are you going to the reservation?" She walks in and grabs her toothbrush and shit.
"Nah." You reply.
"You have to. You're in danger." Bella looks at you.
"Pookie, I stay out of shit unlike you. She wants you, not me." You scoff.
"Well, it'll make me and Paul feel better." She says.
"Fine. I'll go."
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Paul opens his front door and guides you inside. It's so manly in here. It's clean but like.. manly. It smells like Paul. It's dark with a single lamp on.
"Where do you want your bags?" He asks, holding them up.
"Uhm, the couch." You smile.
He nods his head and gently sets them down on the cushions. "You know you're sleeping in my bed tonight. I'll be out all night. This couch isn't comfortable. I won't let you sleep here." He raises an eyebrow at you.
"Nahhhh, I'm good. I brought my pillow and blanket. I'll make due." You smile.
"Whatever you say, princess." He looks at the kitchen and then smiles. "I got your favorite snacks in there and your favorite drinks. Just make yourself at home." He steps closer to you. "And if you need anything, say my name." He says softly.
You nod your head and blush again. Noooo, why does he keep doing this?!
That night on the couch, you were tossing and turning. You couldn't get comfortable and just kept going back on your phone to watch makeup tutorials. But now you're just too tired. You give up and go into Paul's room.
You lay down on his bed and are so shocked at how comfortable and cloudy it is! You lay your head down on a pillow. Oh gosh, it smells like him. But you feel something underneath you. You pull it out and look. It's a silver necklace with a heart locket. You open the locket, and it has your first initial and a 'P'. You turn on your back and clutch it in your hand.
You jump up from a nightmare of being bitten by Miss Redhead. You're breathing hard and then get out of bed. You go into the living room and see a peaceful sleeping Paul. You gently touch his shoulder. "Paul?"
He groans and opens his eyes before sitting up. "Hey, beautiful. You okay?" He looks over you. His eyes stop at your check and you look down. The necklace.
"Yeah, just surprised you're home. I had a nightmare." You sigh.
He smiles and then pulls you on him. He holds you tightly, and it takes you back for a minute. You end up settling on his chest and feel his body on yours. You feel in the moment and close your eyes in feeling of peace and safety.
"I won't be here long. We have to go to battle." He rubs your back.
You look up at his face. "Will you be okay?"
He smiles and nods his head. "I always am. I'm Paul Lahote." He laughs.
Your eyes move from his and to his lips. He notices and starts to lean in. You back away and then stand up. "Sorry, uh." You chuckle.
"Hey, it's okay." His eyes scan you.
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You sit on his bed, painting your nails, waiting for him to come back. Bella doesn't have her phone, but you know she's in the snow with Edward.
You're nervous as shit! You're starting to realize the more you hang out with Paul and see how sweet he is, you're falling.
You know if he's alive, he promised to be home yesterday or tonight. He didn't come yesterday. You're freaking out. You've been texting and calling Kim and Emily.
You sit back and let your nails dry. You turn on a murder mystery video on his TV. Finally, your phone rings, and you jump up, knocking your nail polish all over the bed. "Fuck!" You answer your phone. "Emily?"
"Everyone is at Billy's. Everyone is safe. Jake got hurt, but stay there, Paul will be there shortly." She says all bubbly.
Your heart skips, and you want to scream of happiness! Paul is okay and coming back. Oh yay, Bella is, too... and Edward.
You clean up all of your nail polish and wipe it down with your nail polish remover. You run to his washer and throw it in there, replacing his blanket with yours. Yeah, it's girly, but it's okay!
The door opens, and you quickly go in there. Paul.
You watch as he smiles at the ground, breathing. "It smells like you and rubbing alcohol." He finally looks up and laughs.
You squeal and jump on him. He holds onto you, chuckling and burying his face in your shoulder. You run your hands through his hair, softly gripping onto it.
"Miss me?" He asks.
"Yes." You breathe out. "Thank you for coming back." You catch yourself saying that, and you blush. He sets you down and looks at you, grabbing your face. "I spilled nail polish on your blanket. It got it off but it's in the washin-"
Paul's lips press on yours, shutting you up. You crumble in his touch and give in, kissing back. One hand grabs your waist, and the other touches the necklace he left for you. His fingers slightly graze on your collarbone. He pulls back, and you don't want him to stop. You grab his neck, pulling him down for more. He grabs your bottom to lift you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and he carries you into his bedroom.
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Goodness knows, the wicked’s lives are lonely - Sim Jake
Summary: Jake Sim doesn’t know what year it is, he doesn’t know what month it is, he doesn’t know what day it is, and he doesn’t care. Ever since that fateful day in 1692, he stopped caring. Now, it’s 2024 and he’s grown more violent, more vengeful, more cold, more… alone
vampire!Jake x fem!reader
warnings: death, themes of reincarnation, blood, y/n’s life is not easy, suggestive, biting, kissing. lmk if I missed anything
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The smell of fire was overpowering, screams echoed off of the trees but they were not afraid, no… they were… excited, passionate, enraged.
He remained where he was, hidden in the trees as he watched the people march through the forest, his forest. They carried torches that burned an angry shade of orange against the trees.
The angry crowd halted at a large tree deep in the forest. Not much could be seen from the back of the crowd, but through the smoke, a young girl could be seen climbing a platform. Her tear streaked skin illuminated by the glow to the torches as the crowd shouted curses at her.
“Burn the witch!”
“Kill that spawn of Satan”
As she looked upon the sea of angry faces she once knew. The smiles she used to see now replaced with scowls as their mouths cursed her.
In the midst of her thoughts she failed to feel the toughness of the rope against her neck until it was too late. Harsh hands shoved her off of the platform. Her told hands keeping her from struggling as she was left there to die
“what… have you done”
An angry voice boomed from deep within the woods. He stepped out onto the path. Fangs gritted in a snarl, claw-like hands bared, eyes glowing a bright red due to the reflection of the fire form the torches. His aura was fierce and intimidating as he approached the crowd. He was angry.
Without hesitation he immediately began to kill. Clawing hands clawing the chest of anyone who dared step in his path. Fangs plunging deep into the necks of every person in his sight.
By the time he laid your body on the ground, your head in his lap; tears no longer fell from your eyes. The heat that once warmed his palms as he caressed your cheeks has now almost completely disappeared. Your eyes still wide open as they gazed up at him as his own tears began to wet your pale cheeks.
“I’m so sorry… I didn’t protect you… I couldn’t save you on time my love…”
“Return to me please… Y/N…” He finished with a final kiss to your forehead as he lay you peacefully to rest.
From that moment forward, Sim Jaeyun would proceed to break every single promise he once made you.
He began to feed on humans again as he did before he met you, only this time, he was far more violent, more cruel, more… wicked.
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Within the vampire world, there are councils and laws to regulate how much human blood vampires were allowed to consumed within certain time frames as the consumption of human blood has the ability to increase a vampires powers.
Sim Jaeyun no longer cared for the rules. He fed, and fed, and fed, and fed. He recklessly killed any human he wanted whenever he wanted. He didn’t care. No matter how many he killed, he couldn’t satisfy the need for revenge.
In response the higher powers banished him to an eternal prison deep in the forest where he now resides.
“They say he is bound by a magical barrier and is unable to leave the woods. They say that’s why the woods are off limits because you can no longer be protected if you step into the barrier. They say- what?! I’m not done yet” the older boy sneered at the 4-year-old who eagerly raised a hand.
“W-well what about his family. Does he get to see his mom and dad?” She asks with wide eyes
“Are you serious” the boy scoffs “He’s a monster, a wicked, blood-thirsty monster. He’s better off alone. Anyways as I was saying…”
You had heard many of the tales of the castle nestles deep within the forest. Whether you believed them or not, you were still unsure. All you know, is that the castle exists and anyone who has ever step foot in the forest has not lived to tell the tale.
Now, at the age of 20, you stare out the window at the looming spires you can see just over the tree line from the window of the orphanage you work in. The orphanage you once called home- well, still called home. Your life had been nothing easy.
Since you can remember, you’ve lived within the walls of the orphanage. No family in the town wanted to adopt you, so, you found yourself staring out the window wondering what life was like in the rest of the world. What life would be like when you finally escaped this forsaken town.
Now, as you stumble into adulthood, you’re not sure if you ever will. You were smart enough, forced to quit high school halfway through to help the older women with the young kids at the orphanage.
As December came with the cold whisper of winter, things proceeded to go as they always did. That is, until the prized daughter of the mayor of your town disappeared into the woods one night. The mayor had decided enough was enough.
“On the night of Christmas Eve, we shall sacrifice a loyal town member, a pure member of our community to try and please whatever lays beyond the edges of the forest”
I pity the poor soul who’ll end up being sacrificed due to the madness of this town. You thought as you continued to clean.
What you didn’t expect, was to be the poor soul stood at the edge of the woods while the entire town beckoned her to step in. To walk the old path to the dark castle deep in the forest. But who were you kidding no cared for an unwanted orphan anyways
You held your head high and stepped onto the path. Faint footprints of the forests last victims still visible as you trudge through the cold. You don’t look back, you don’t cry, you just walk.
You keep your eyes ahead of you, bracing for whatever lies ahead of you. Eventually the footprints in the snow disappear. Maybe the last victim didn’t make it this far, or maybe the snow covered them. You opt to believe the second option in naive optimism.
The first gets thicker as you move further into the forest until you make it to the one place you never imagined you’d ever be. The castle.
In that instance you hear rustling behind you. As you turn around, the last thing you see is the movement of black fabric against the wind before the whole world goes dark.
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It’s been 331 years and 90 days since you were taken away from him but who’s counting.
Jake is. Does he know what year it is? No. Does he know what month it is? No. Does he know what the date is? No. All he knows is it’s been
331 years and 90 days since you were taken from him.
331 years and 90 days since he’s vengefully killed every human who put you to death.
331 years and 90 days since he has felt any emotion other than hatred and anger.
You see to him, loving you was the easiest thing he’s ever done.
Having you by his side was more important to him than drinking human blood, than hearing the screams of fear and pain as he drained his victims, than having people cower at the mention of his name.
But you were gone…
And now here he is, banished to these woods where he can only feed on the few foolish humans who attempt to prove he doesn’t exist.
Very few animals live here anymore, he killed them all.
He lounges around the castle until the scent of his next meal hits his nostrils, he rushes to claim his next victim before returning the castle and waits around for the next one.
This has continued for years, probably centuries at this point, but again… who’s counting?
Here he is today, he could sense the presence of a large group of people outside the forest, maybe this time he’ll have a feast on his hands. He smirks at the thought. He decides to take his time with this one. Why not play with his food a little?
Well that was the plan, until he smelled something. A scent he hasn’t smelled in 331 years and 90 days.
it can’t be…
Before he knew it he was standing behind a young girl in a white cloak as she trudged along the path shivering in the cold with nothing but a lantern to light her way.
“Y/N” he whispers to himself
He continued to follow you silently as you continued on your way towards his castle. Your scent was intoxicating. It has taken every last bit of self control for him to not bring you into his arms and turn you for eternity as he should have over 300 years ago. But he resisted as he knew, you aren’t the same person he once loved.
As you reached the bottom of the palace steps, he stepped out of the shadows. He noticed your body trembling as your features have become pale due to the cold of the winter. In a blue of panic and impulse he rushed to you. The next thing he knew, your body had fallen limp in his arms.
He just sat there. On the steps of his castle with your body limp and cold in his arms. The image reminiscent of that day he lost you for what felt like an eternity.
He rushed inside the castle with you in his arms. He laid you gently on the bed in the bedroom he kept as his own (despite the fact that he doesn’t sleep). With panicked eyes and shaky hands he tended to you. Wrapped you warmly in the blankets and even lit a fire in the fireplace while surrounding the bed with candles to keep you warms.
Once he felt he had done enough, he sat on the floor next to the bed and help your hand in his as he stared at you. He wanted nothing more than to take you into his arms and hold you once again, but he knows that wouldn’t be fair to you, so he’ll wait. He’s waited an eternity to see you again, what’s a couple more hours until you wake up?
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Hell. That’s where you’ve deemed you are. In the deep pits of hell. Your body sweating, your head throbbing. The first thing you see when you open your eyes is red. Red walls, red furniture, red blankets.
Where in the 50 shades am I…
You use your hands to help yourself sit up, or… you tried to. As you look to your left hand you see it’s being held… by another hand. When you trace the hand to its owner your met with the pale face and dark eyes of a man you’ve never seen before.
“Oh my god!” You immediately jump back
“No no! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you…” he immediately stands up trying to reach out to you
“Don’t touch me!” You continue to back away from him until you reach the other end of the bed. You immediately stand up on wobbly legs
“Please sit back down. I’ll explain everything! your body is still recovering form the cold…” he says in a panicked manner.
You look into his eyes as you try to read him but you can’t. Yet for some reason, your mind is giving you no reason to not trust him and your heart… your heart is urging you to move closer to him.
You only partially listen to your heart as you sit back down on the edge of the bed.
“Who… who are you?” You ask
He sits next to you, leaving a reasonable amount of space before he answers.
“My name is Sim Jaeyun… but you can call me Jake... and I’m the vampire who resides in this forest.” He softly explains
Your breath hitches “so the stories were true…”
“Mmm” he hums in response
“So you’ve killed all those people… all this time… and I’m next…?” You don’t look at him as a tears trickles down your face. You know the answer already but you still asked.
“Yes… I did kill all of those people… but no… I’m not going to kill you” He says as he slightly inches towards you and reaches up to wipe your tears.
You slightly flinch at the contact of his hand on your face before your body subconsciously relaxes into his touch.
“Hey… look at me” he cups your face with both of his hands guiding you to look at him “I won’t kill you. I would never kill you. I can’t lose you… not again…” his voice trails off at the end
“…again…?“ Your head snaps up as you try to search his eyes for an answer
“I’ll explain that in time but… you need some warmer clothes and some food” he points to a bathroom behind you “there’s clothes in there for you. I’ll be downstairs in the kitchen when you’re done” he smiles as he rises from the bed.
You almost want to pull his wrist back, missing to feeling of him being near you but you remind yourself this is a deadly vampire.
I’m the moment your stomach grumbles.
Well if he poisons me at least I’ll die with a full stomach
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After changing into new warm clothes, you make your way to the kitchen. The smell guiding your nose to the spacious kitchen where you see Jake cooking… ramen?
“I didn’t know supernatural beings ate ramen? I thought you were bound to this forest?” You try to suppress a giggle
He whips his head around in surprise not hearing you approach despite his heightened senses.
“Oh! Uhhh… yes… well no… I’m not bound. I can leave the forest I’m just invisible to humans. They can’t see me… I can’t touch them” he scratches the back of his neck. You could’ve sworn that if he had blood running through his veins it would’ve rushed to his cheeks.
“It was the first thing I saw when I went to get food” he said sheepishly “if you don’t like it I can go get something else!” He rushes out.
You just laugh at this point. How are you supposed to believe this is the feared vampire that has terrorized your town for generations. This man who doesn’t look over 23 years old, who’s fumbling over making ramen for you… a monster…? There’s no way.
“W-what’s so funny” he says with a nervous smile
“There is no way in hell that you are the monstrous vampire everyone is afraid of… this has to be a prank” you turn around “okay guys! Jokes up! This was funny-”
You barely finish your sentence before your back comes in contact with the counter behind you. You wince slightly and when your eyes open again Jake’s face is hovering above your own adorning a devilish smirk.
“I wish I could prove you right darling…” he chuckles as you feel his breath fan your face “but unfortunately…” he lowers his head to whisper into your ear “I am the monster”
A shiver runs down your spine as you put your hands on his shoulder to support yourself as his head dips down to your neck.
“And I could kill you too…” your breath hitches as you finally feel the sharpness of his fangs graze your neck as his hand cradles your head to keep it in place “but I’ve waited too long to have you with me again”
He leaves a light kiss on your neck before lifting you up to sit on the counter with him in between your legs “so… you should get used to it my love…”
The next thing you know he’s off of you and back to tending to the ramen you had long forgotten about as you’re sat stunned on the counter.
“Now you should eat and get more of your strength back” he smiles at you as he sets a bowl down for you on the table.
You snap out of your daze and hop off of the counter to sit at the table and eat the ramen. You say nothing as your stomach takes over and you begin to eat. As you’re halfway through the bowl you notice he’s staring at you.
“What?” You say as you swallow the next bite.
He blinks out of his trance and clears his throat “oh… nothing”
You continue to eat as he glances at you. You know he’s trying to not stare at you but you decide to not ask about it quite yet and you focus on eating the delicious ramen in front of you.
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After you’ve eaten Jake guided you back to the bedroom you were in earlier.
“You should sleep for now. You’re probably still recovering from the cold earlier” He goes back to the fireplace to tend to the fire to keep the room warm for you.
“How do you know my name…?” He freezes at your question
“W-well… you told me earlier… remember?” He says as he turns back to the fireplace
“No. I didn’t... also I’m not gonna be able to sleep if you don’t answer some of my questions so… why avoid it”
He sighs turning to you “fine… but please… just… ugh” he groans out “no questions until the end”
You nod. He gestures for you to sit on the bed and you do. He sits down with you taking a deep breath.
“I knew you a long time ago” he starts looking out the window. An unfamiliar light in his eyes.
“How long ago?”
“Over 300 years ago”
Your eyes widen at his answer
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Your heart raced in your chest as you ran through the forest. Your lungs burning. You had stayed out far too late and now it was dark. You had to make it home by morning so your only option was to go through the forest by yourself in the dark.
Not far into your journey, you hear the sound of footsteps behind you. Without looking back you ran with everything you had. Unfortunately the light of the moon shining above you was obstructed by the thick trees and you tripped on a branch you had not seen.
“Well well… look what he have here…” a man chuckled from behind you.
You turn around and begin to back away seeing two men begin to close in
“No please!” You try to beg
“Look at her… she’s so scared. I bet her blood’s delicious” his tongue poking out to lick over the prominent fangs as the two of them immediately rush at you picking you up and pinning you to a tree
“No…” you flinch bracing to feel the pain but the next thing you know, their hands are off of you…
You look up and see another man fighting both of them off.
“Stop hunting in my territory if you know what’s good for you” he seethes
“Next time you won’t be so lucky Sim” one of the two men spat out as they both turn and in the blink of an eye disappear into the forest
The man they called Sim turned to face you. “Are you alright…”
You flinch back as he tries to approach you “please… just let me be on my way”
He says nothing as he scoops you up into his arms “hold on tight m’lady”
You obey as you lock your arms around his neck. You feel a breeze as he rushes through the forest with you in his arms. It’s all so overwhelming so you bury your head in his neck and close your eyes
“We’ve arrived darling…” he gently lets you down. You open your eyes and immediately recognize the entrance to your town.
“How-? I-I… Thank you sir-” You turn to properly thank him but he had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared in the first place.
You searched for weeks for him until one day you stumbled across his hut in the woods.
He did everything in his power to get you to stay away but you were stubborn. You showed up at the same time every Tuesday and Saturday and just like that… his undead heart began to yearn for you.
He had fallen in love with you. He knew he would do everything to keep you by his side. He loved you passionately as if you’d disappear at any moment until one night… you did.
He searched endlessly for you until he found your scent parked with the smell of… smoke?
“They hung you… someone accused you of witchcraft and that was the end of it…” he breathed out
“The day they took you from me… I vowed to never protect a human the way I had protected you…” you could sense the anger in his voice as he continued.
“I-I didn’t know what to do… I was so angry so I just killed. I killed and killed and killed. All of them-” his words were interrupted by a sensation he never thought he’d ever feel again for the rest of his cursed eternal life
Your soft, warm lips on his
But before he could kiss you back you had pulled away.
“Jake…” you look into his eyes with tears in your own as you hold his face in your hands.
You places on of his hands over your own as he looked into your eyes and for the first time in 331 years and 90 days, a tear slid down his cheek.
“Y-you were- are my everything… and they just took you away from me… I didn’t know what to do” you continue to hold his face in your hands as you wipe is tears as they fall.
You maneuver him to lay down on the bed as you lay with him resting your head on his chest. His arms immediately circle your waist.
“I can’t lose you again” he says as he buries his head into your hair.
“You won’t have to… they all probably think I’m dead…” you say with a hint of sadness lacing your tone.
“What to you mean… they would want to know you’re alive” he runs a hand through your hair
You shake your head as tears of your own form in your eyes “I was sacrificed… to you” you look up at him
You see an immediate shift in his features to anger “how dare they… those filthy humans… they should know better that one sacrifice wouldn’t have been enough anyways, I’ll kill them all some day-”
“Hey hey…” you cut him off “maybe it’s for the best…”
“Y/N… how is this for the best… don’t get me wrong, I’ve yearned for the day I could have you here all to myself for all of time but… that’s not fair to you. What about your family… friends…” he caresses you cheek as worry laced his tone.
“I don’t… have any… I’ve been an orphan my whole life Jake… I’ve been… alone my whole life”
He sits in silence. The anger coursing through his veins only gets stronger hearing you recount how lonely your life has been but he decides to say nothing about it this time. Instead… he utters the words he’s never uttered before…
“Let me turn you… my love. Spend an eternity here… with me…” he says with a kiss to your forehead as he gently caresses your waist where his arm lays.
You look at him. You’ve known this man for a matter of hours, he’s given you no reason to trust you because granting you the ability to keep your life… so why… why do you believe every word that comes off of his tongue. Why do you want to say yes and spend the rest of your life by his side cursed with eternity as you live out your days with him in the castle. Why do you want to let him turn you into the monster everyone believes him to be…
Maybe because… he never was a monster to you. Because you knew deep down as you heard the tales, the whispers of his name on the street… that there’s more to Sim Jaeyun. You’d spent your entire life alone… Jake had spent 331 years and 90 days alone. Maybe, just maybe, he’d make you as happy as he did in your supposed past life.
Your heart speaks before your brain has the chance to…
“Please… let me spend the rest of eternity with you.”
He brings you into a passionate kiss. You can feel every emotion flowing from him. The love he holds for you, the yearning he has felt all this time, the pain he’s felt due to you not being here with him, and the desperation to have you as close as possible.
As he turns your bodies to lay you onto your back he breaks the kiss and looks deep into your eyes
“I’ve waited for this day, for centuries… but I cannot undo it once it’s done my love…” he says as he caresses your cheek once again “are you sure you want this?” He asks searching your eyes.
You nod with a soft smile “Yes Jake… I’m sure”
He smiles before giving you a soft peck.
The next sensation you feel is like fire across every part of your body. It burns but it doesn’t hurt. The venom of his fangs sinking deep into your skin as you link your fingers with Jake’s in one hand and grasp onto his hair with the other. The sensation like nothing you could describe. It was uncomfortable yet soothing. It coursed through your veins until you felt across every inch of your body, and then all the sudden… everything went cold.
As Jake detached from your neck, you could see with blurred vision the blood dripping from his fangs before he rolled over to the side and pulled your back to his chest. With one last kiss to the back of your head he whispered
“Sleep for now my love, when you wake… you will be hungry…”
With that you let your eyelids close knowing that when you woke… Jake would be right there beside you, where he would remain for all of eternity.
This was like 10x more suggestive than I wanted to be so sowwy
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M’kay, I’m wondering how would period sex with Vampire Steven Jake and Marc be like? Anything you want, but if this ask makes you feel uncomfortable, it is totally understandable! 💋
I'm okay with that! <3
I'm so sorry it took me a millenial to finish.
Period sex with the Vampire Moon boys:
Cw/triggers: Smut, nsfw, blood, oral(f! receiving).
A/n: Okay I will say this: Vampires + Period = a pretty cruel combination.
Of course the boys hate it when you're in pain every month but its safe to say they just can't turn off their needs and especially not when it involves blood. You basically have them to keep you clean, and they can get to feed too.
Jake
You're pretty much doomed if he senses you're about to get them. Literally smells you ovulating a mile away. Has no self control especially when he just got back from hunting, being all exhausted. Then he remembers you being on period and gets hungry on spot again.
The first thing Jake usually does is fingering you, getting you prepared before diving down to lap away at your already overstimulated pussy so he can get some feeding done while at it.
He enjoys giving you orgasm after orgasm with his mouth before giving you the final one with his cock. You're a whining mess after Jake would be done with you.
In the end, he just licks his lips, satisfied with himself and his achievement.
Steven
He already starts getting suspicious when you're having an eating urge days before you're about to get your period.
Smells it the second your ovulation starts.
Good lord have mercy on you when you're having them and Steven is around. Not that he's worse than Jake or Marc, but he is a goddamn enjoyer when it comes to eating you out. He doesn't care about the blood, he would gladly spend hours dipping his tongue into you no matter how messy he gets.
Steven this absolute madman will only stop if you're begging him, otherwise he'd lose himself in it and spend half a day down on you.
It really helps him when he gets hungry. He wouldn't want it all to go to waste.
Wants you to have your heating bottle on your belly, especially if they're strong. Has a towel underneath you to prevent a mess.
Steven read about orgasms soothing your cramps, so it should be a win-win. You should expect to be immobilized for atleast some time. He wants to help you after all.
Marc
He kind of has your cycle memorized, and if he catches the familiar scent of you ovulating, he gets excited!!
The moment you get them, he prepares the towel and heating bottle for you. Then before you could ask what he's doing, he already has you spread out for him, his arms slung over your thighs, gently preventing escape.
He is used to get bloody, so you bleeding isn't doing anything to him. Blood is blood to him.
Marc pretty much does this almost everyday to you. The more orgasms you get, the less pain you have. You should thank him.
He's similar to Steven, eating you out until you're begging him to stop. But even then, squeezes another one out of you with his cock.
If he is really feral he wouldn't bother with any preparation, getting you into the bathroom so he can feast undisturbed. Way easier to clean up too.
After he's done with you, your muscles definitely need a break.
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i know, kiddo. i promise to the moon and back. i promise to all the stars in the sky. i promise i wont leave you. never ever. i love you, scott.
CATCH 🗣️🗣️🗣️ VIOLENTLY THROWS SCOTT AT MOON. He probably looks like human Steven! Just more.. put together? Y’know. Slicked back hair probably… some hairs are loose but! Eyyy..]
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oh! steven! nice to see you again, kiddo! you look a little.. different? not in a bad way of course. how have you been?
xe looks so happy to see him :(
#platonic/familial obviously but!!! take moon being sweet<:3#ALSOZZZ#IF MOON simply poofs awayzz#<- XE WILL NOT BE LEAVINF SCOTT ALONE UNTIL XE IS SURE HE FEELS SAFE ENOUGH FOR XEM TO LEAVE#does xe think Scott deserves a bed….#(if so Jake will carry him to bed :)#(he will also put Chip in bed. leaving them a note.)#smth like UHH#‘Sorry if you were comfortable. but I’m not letting your ass sleep on a old ass couch. plus. its safer. so yay.’#OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT#aka he moved them both so he knows their fine….#<- I LOVE THIS FAMILY SO MUCH WEEPS#ALSO!!!! CHIP HAS BEEN UP N AT EM AGAIN FOR A WHILE :3c#h..... he got vampired.......#HES FINE THOUGH!!!!!#just fairly certain chip somehow pulled a bitch!!!!!!!!#giggles#moon reblogs#abandonment duo
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Enha reaction to you calling them “bruh” or “just a friend” in front of others (but make it smutty for my own delusions ofc 🙈)
Ooh I am loving this!!! Thank you for the idea darling I hope you enjoy this 😚❣️. Sorry for the late response! I had some things to work on!
More under the cut!
Heeseung would freeze in his spot, his eyes literally stuck on you, his ears unable to believe what you just told your sister. 'Just a friend'? His brain was malfunctioning too hard at it. Did friends usually fuck each other in club bathrooms and did friends usually lick melted cream off of each other's lips?
"Just a friend huh?" Heeseung would slam you against the wall, reaching his finger up your skirt and swiping them through the wet folds. Your moans of his name was heaven to him but he wasn't going to put his dick inside you until you admit to him that you called him a friend just to rile him up. He knew you liked your sex best when he was mad.
"If you fucking wanted my dick, you could have asked whore." Heeseung growls in your ear, pushing his fingers in deeper, "I would have fucked you right infront of them."
Jay.exe has stopped working the moment you call him "a best friend" in front of your friend who was getting married and had invited you to dinner. He laughs along with you, not even a glance towards you however, throughout the evening. Although he does sneak his hand onto your thigh and rub it a few times under the table, making you squirm in silence, he remains emotionless towards you. Just maybe a little lean in to kiss your cheek where he whispers, "I'll teach you what best friends do tonight."
And you regretted ever playing the prank on him as you tried to untie the tight knot enveloping your hands as Jay dove into your cunt with his tongue, making you cum one-two-three, you stopped counting after a while. And every now and then when you were about to reach your climax, he's look up with a shit eating grin on his face and go in again.
"Best friend aren't I darling?" Jay would smirk at your panting figure dying to run free from the rope, "Best friends don't really deserve dick do they?"
Don't do that. Whatever you do, don't call Jake Sim your best friend or anything other than "baby", "my boyfriend" or "my future husband". Because he will fuck you right there and then on the table, or he will start reciting, in heavy detail, the pleasures of your sexual indulges. He'd be shocked at first, when you call him your best friend as a prank, but two can play at the game, so he begins to call you everything he normally doesn't.
"Hey dude, can you pass the fork please?" He'd say, nudging your shoulder. Much like Jay, he'd also put his hand on your thigh rubbing it perhaps a bit too hard for you not to moan out loud. His hands on your thigh, caused a kind of friction to envelope your body, making your folds wet and thirsty for him. However-
"Not some much of a 'bro' now am I slut?" He'd whisper, pushing your head into him even more, all while thrusting his hips into you, sucking dick in the bathroom never seemed more fun to him than now, as he was fucking your throat out, "keep going baby, keep going until all of them hear what we're doing."
There is a word in the Oxford Dictionary called 'ignoring'. Now let's just replace that with Park Sunghoon instead. This mf would not forget about you calling him 'dude' for approximately five weeks or more if you keep teasing him. And of course, with no dick to fill your poor pussy, you'd resort to the old methods. The fingers. But Sunghoon would find you and he'd torture you.
"Oh not so cocky are we now?" He'd smirk at your shivering figure, pushing your fingers deeper and deeper into your cunt with his hand. You weren't getting dick, not yet. If you had to resort to masturbating, masturbating it would be.
"Oh darling I'm sorry, we're just friends aren't we? I can't fuck a friend now can I?" The bastard would show off his vampire teeth at you, pounding your pussy with the vibrator at the highest setting, the feeling had you at the brink of insanity, the overstimulation was too much and get Sunghoon, being the sadist he is, wouldn't stop, "Not so much of a friend now huh baby?"
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Mr and Mrs Knight
Steven Grant (Marc Spector + Jake Lockley) x Curvy!Fem!Reader
TW/CW: NSFW, body dysmorphia, smut, suit kink, glove kink, fingering, PiV sex, creampie, squirting, misuse of The Suit™ (and truncheons), cosplay, established relationship, fluff
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A/N: I am unashamed to admit that suits are fucking hot and the shit they do to me is what I imagine straight men feel when they see a VS model in lingerie. And Steven is hot. So is Marc. And Jake and Oscar in general you get the rest. Imagine the Mrs Knight suit looks something like this. (Also featuring the headcanons by @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction for Jake's craftiness!)
Taglist: @mundivagantsoul @belle-oftheball34 @steven-grants-world @denile-xo @whatevenisagrapefruit @hagridnmegamind @sapphire-and-ruby
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It had been a banger of a night. A fun Halloween bash at the museum, amazing costumes, great food. Donna even seemed to be in a decent mood. But of course that woman could have been faking it.
You and Steven decided to go with matching costumes. In a gross abuse of Steven, Marc, and Jake's status as Moon Knight, you'd convinced him to use his "Mr Knight" suit as his costume.
Jake helped you make yours to match. Finding the majority was easy enough at thrift stores (despite Marc's insistence that you should buy a new one), the mask was what was the pain.
That's where Jake's expertise came in. Sure his main skill was in knitting, but that didn't mean the man wasn't nuanced in other ways to make clothes. You couldn't count how many times Jake would stitch up the seams of your favorite jacket that you just refused to throw away, or how many times he'd hit you with that smug smile when you blubbered about how awesome he was for giving extra life into your jacket so you could wear it juuuust a bit longer.
Your mask turned out to be almost a perfect replica of his, complete with glowing lenses to match Steven.
You were nervous when you got dressed, looking in your floor-length mirror at your reflection.
Your hair was pinned back neatly to allow you to pull the mask on or off (because unlike Steven's, which was magically suited--pun intended--to be comfortable) without much problem, and you would still appear "flawless" as Steven put it.
But right now, you were having second thoughts. You weren't sure you liked how the skirt fit you. Or the blazer.
The waistband of the skirt squeezed your waist and the rolls of your tummy, the creases in the fabric seemingly emphasizing every imperfection you saw in yourself.
Your transparent white stockings were not helpful either, the bands squished the fat of your thighs in a way that made them look like muffins, even moreso than your tummy. They kept rolling down so much you had to buy garters to wear beneath your skirt just so they'd stay up...
You frowned at your reflection as the skirt rode up your legs, showing off the cute lace trim of the stockings and your squishy thighs; honestly if you weren't careful, or you bent over the skirt would bare your ass to the whole party.
You were tempted to go and grab that last minute shitty vampire costume you had stashed away, when Steven walked in, already dressed immaculately in that gorgeous white suit of his.
He adjusted the tie, not looking at you as he does so.
"Hey, luv, I'm fairly ready. I can help you with your makeup now, if..." His eyebrows shoot up and his mouth feels suddenly very dry at the sight of you all dressed up.
His tongue darts out to swipe at his bottom lip, moistening it as he clears his throat.
"You look good."
"Oh.... Thanks." You mumble shyly, trying to pull the edges of the blazer down to cover the rolls poking out of your skirt a bit more.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong, beautiful?" He said softly, moving up to you.
"I... I look like a marshmallow." You sigh hesitantly, your tone full of self-deprecation.
"Hey, now." Steven smiled sweetly, wrapping his arms around your waist as you tucked your face into his lapel.
"You're the most gorgeous marshmallow on the planet if that's the case." He told you, kissing the top of your head.
He felt something press down on him, and he looked up at the mirror, getting a full view of your back, but he saw Marc's face staring back at him with a cringed expression.
(Dude, that was the shittiest compliment ever. What woman wants to hear her being compared to a marshmallow??) He hissed.
Steven was about to retort, before you started bubbling out on laughter at how silly his compliment was.
"That was so corny." You snicker.
Steven gave a smug smirk at Marc before looking down at you with a soft, lovesick smile.
"Yeah, well, you love my sense of humor, eh?" He winked.
"Yeah... I guess I do." You smile back.
"Now, then! Your makeup. Let's sit you down so I can work on it for you!"
Whenever you had your doubts about your appearance, Steven, Marc, or Jake would pipe in and alleviate your worries. Sometimes all three at once, though rapid switching would often cause problems for them (like migraines).
You kept your eyes closed as Steven carefully applied your highlighter to your cheekbones, the brush tickling your skin, his shaky breaths ghosting over your face.
He would mumble some curses when he messed up, but would correct his mistake.
When you had asked him where on earth he learned to contour and highlight he shyly admitted he watched half a dozen tutorials on YouTube to get it perfect for you.
You felt the coldness of the liquid eyeliner as he painted on the wings with the white liner, the silver and gold glitter further adding to your look.
"'Kay luv, open your eyes so I can apply your mascara." He murmured, looking down in your makeup kit for the said cosmetic.
Once he did, he pulled out the black tube and made sure there was no excess before he carefully combed the white creamy substance on your eyelashes, lightening them up to enhance the face he'd helped apply for you.
Once he was finished with both eyes, he leaned back and allowed you to blink, smiling that puppy dog smile of his in satisfaction at his handiwork before placing the mascara tube back in the kit.
He lifted his hand and shook the bottle of setting spray so you wouldn't accidentally sweat it off or wipe it off with something during the night (or god forbid it rub off on the inside of your mask).
"Close em again for me."
You couldn't help but smile at his level of gentleness and politeness.
You restrained from physically recoiling as the cold setting spray hit your skin and quickly dried.
"Now, do you want to put on lipstick now or when we get to the party?" He asked as he watched your sickeningly gorgeous lashes flutter open. All the white, silver, and hints of gold on your face enhanced your eyes and their color, the very depths of them stealing his breath away.
"We can do it now. I have liquid matte and regular lipstick." You reply, smiling once again.
"Which would you prefer?" Steven asked you.
"Whichever you think would look best."
He sucked in a breath that his lungs were suddenly starving for, and grabbed the liquid tube.
His hand gently cupped your chin as he brushed the satiny lipstick onto your lips, carefully lining them so it wasn't too much. He'd even dipped his finger in your cosmetic glitter and applied a very gentle amount.
"Gorgeous." He breathed.
"Aww..." You giggle, thankful for the glitter and makeup that hid your blush at his praise.
"Now then... Let's go, shall we?" He said, taking your hand to help you stand and slip in your white heels.
As the two of you left, Steven could hear Jake in the back of their headspace.
(Que hermosa... Be careful, hermanito. If she bends over, I just might take over for the rest of the night and have that ass for myself.)
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Mr and Mrs Knight. That's what you two went as for the party. You two even won the prize for best couples costume!
Sure it was just a gift card to some restaurant, but it was exhilarating to hear how people adored your matching outfits.
And you couldn't help but notice all night that Steven simply couldn't keep his hands off of you.
He would get like that sometimes; working himself up like that, but trying to be subtle. You knew it was only a matter of time before an awkward boner would be the cause for the two of you to leave early, so you excused yourself to the restroom under an excuse to check and see if your makeup needed retouching or if you could go the rest of the night without your mask.
But you got a little nervous when two women went into the lavatory after you, and you felt trapped within your stall. You simply couldn't stand the glances from other women you were getting all night. You were afraid these two women who were clucking at each other like hens were amongst the ones judging you.
And your fears were confirmed.
"I can't believe that such a handsome guy would pick a blimp to be his girlfriend." One of them scoffed as she applied a fresh layer of brick red lipstick. As if she didn't have enough on already.
You felt your heart sink further inside of you as the other joined in.
"I know, right? It's gotta be her tits, only thing I can imagine. Maybe her ass, too." The other laughed as she touched up the false blood on the corners of her mouth.
"Either that or she gives good enough head that he can overlook the fact that if she ever got on top she could crush him." The first one snickered.
Your hands knotted in the mask you held in your hands, threatening to tear the stitches Jake so lovingly sewed in for you to wear tonight. You bit the inside of your cheek harshly as the two gossiped further.
"Ugh, and the sad thing is, he's cute, for a bookworm who won't shut up." The second sighed.
"Ugh, I know... I can look past the blabbering if I can see what he's packing."
"Right? I wonder if he's as good with his mouth as he is with his stupid history facts." The first giggled.
You gritted your teeth. You couldn't take much more, you knew that. Insulting you, you could take and bottle up to deal with later, probably in the heat and privacy of your shower.
But talking about Steven like he's some kind of... sex toy? No. Hell no. If you were anything, you were insanely protective over your boys. Even bordering on possessive at times (of course the same was true for the boys about you).
You were done.
You slammed the stall door open and sort of enjoyed how startled they seemed when they saw you, their jaws dropping when it hit them that you heard everything.
You hurriedly wash your hands and slip your gloves back on, gripping your mask in your hand tight as you spare them a backwards glance before leaving the lavatory to find Steven.
You felt sick to your stomach and you wanted to go home...
When you found him, his brows knitted upwards in concern at how tight-lipped and tense you were when you gripped his sleeve tight.
"Ey luv, what's wrong?" He murmured to you, leading you away from the crowd.
"I... I just want to go home." You say, the words those women said about your body weighing down on you, and the things they said about Steven burning hot in your gut. You weren't sure what to feel with this cocktail of emotions.
"Hey hey, okay we can leave." He says, kissing you on the forehead.
"Let's go."
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The walk back to your flat was... Difficult. You could barely hold yourself together, suddenly hyper-aware of every roll and stretch mark on your body, even the slight double chin you had when you moved your head a certain way.
It wasn't until you were in the lift of your building that you finally broke down, your reflection staring back at you in the walls of the tiny space, crushing down on you with every imperfection you saw.
You couldn't keep in the bubbling sobs, or the fat tears that rolled down your cheeks and ruined the makeup Steven worked so hard to put on you.
He cradled you against him and cooed to you, saying sweet nothings and whispering nothing but praise for your looks, rubbing your back and kissing your hair.
In the various angles of the reflections, and the oppressive feeling weighing down on Steven... He could see and feel Marc and Jake.
Both looked pissed. Marc almost looked violent.
(If anybody talks like that about our muñeca again...) Jake trailed off.
(Oh trust me, I'll do the honors.) Marc growled.
The walk back into your flat felt horrid. You didn't just cry, you ugly-cried. You ruined your makeup, your hair fell out of the pins, and your skirt rode up more with every rushed step you took to hurry up and get in to get into some baggy clothes that didn't showcase your body.
You didn't feel cute or sexy anymore, you felt... ugly.
And Steven didn't like that one bit. Marc and Jake retreated, knowing that their anger at your injured self-opinion wouldn't help. This kind of situation was a Steven situation. He knew best how to be the sweetest person on the planet with you.
But right now he wasn't feeling particularly sweet. Sure, you were upset. But he couldn't help but get a good look at you as you walked ahead of him, the skirt riding up so much that he could just barely see the black and blue panties you wore beneath, your cheeks peeking out from the edges of the fabric, the garter straps clinging desperately to your stockings in effort to keep them up your gloriously plush thighs to keep them up.
He felt hot beneath the collar, his trousers getting uncomfortably tight as blood flowed straight to his cock.
The moment the door closed behind you, your hands, trembling and rushed, went to unbutton the blazer to get it off of you quicker, sniffles and tiny sobs sneaking out of you in the process.
However, your actions were halted when Steven placed his hands gently on your shoulders from behind, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles through the fabric of your blazer, trying to soothe you.
"Love. You're gorgeous. Beautiful." He breathed, resting his forehead against the back of your head, inhaling the lingering scent of your shampoo.
"Steven, I'm... I'm not." You sniffle. "I'm fat, I can barely squeeze into a pair of jeans, I can't even shop at normal clothing stores for women. I get looks when I wear anything tight, and--and the things I hear people say about me--"
Your voice is broken off when you hiccup, feeling another sobbing fit try to get out of you.
"You don't understand what I'm sayin', luv." Steven smiled into your hair, ever patient.
"You're the prettiest girl in the world to us. You don't need a flat belly, or toned thighs to be pretty. You're funny, you're warm, and you're soft."
You made a shocked squeak when his hands snake around you, his gloved hands gripping at your belly and squeezing the plushness there through your clothes.
Your denial died in your throat when Steven rolled his hips into you, his hard cock throbbing as he rutted into the curve of your ass.
"You wouldn't be able to get to me like this if I didn't find you the most gorgeous woman on the planet. You wouldn't get Jake to say the filthy things he tells you in bed. You wouldn't have Marc snuggling you and resting his head in your lap or on your belly..."
His breathing got heavier as he rocked his hips into you further, a bitten-back whimper dying as he swallowed hard.
"S-Steven--"
"You've been driving me insane all night. This skirt looks so good on you." He says hotly in your ear, his fingers rolling up the hem of your skirt to reveal your panties and garters, making you gasp again.
"Those stockings huggin' you so tight. Been thinking about how badly I want to have my head between your legs, tonight." He growled.
Before you could say anything else, his gloved hand went up to your mouth and he tapped your lips, begging for entrance. Powerless to resist him, you let him press his fingers into your mouth, your tongue wetting them effectively before he pulled them away, and slipped down into your panties
He dragged one of his fingers up your puffy lips, parting your folds before he turned his attention onto your clit.
"S-S-Steven--" You whimper when he starts to circle the little nub.
"Hush, now. Let me show you, eh?" Steven said, biting at your earlobe softly.
You couldn't fight it, you couldn't fight the warm nectar that gushed out from you at his words and affirmations. All your mind could focus on was how wonderfully his fingers toyed with your cunt, deftly rolling, pushing, and pinching your clit in every way he knew that brought you the best pleasure, the fastest.
Your mind practically went blank when he curled two fingers into your weeping hole, the leather around his digits making them thicker than they normally would be, and providing a luxurious texture to your clit as he massaged you with his palm. His mouth trailed down your neck, breath hot on your skin as he bit down and sucked.
It wasn't like when Jake did this to you, no. Every one of them had different methods, different touches...
And Steven was particularly good at balancing out the sweet and the hard, paying more attention to your own pleasure than his. Sometimes, he would get so lost in pleasuring you he'd cum in his pants without even being touched.
This time was no different... in no time at all, he had you cumming so hard you almost fell to the floor, your slick gushing out and soaking the glove.
He smiled sweetly into the skin of your neck as he eased you forward, so you could press your palms on one of his desks, thighs quivering as you recollected yourself.
You barely saw through your haze clearly enough to catch Steven licking his glove clean through the reflection in the mirror on the desktop, his eyes closing in satisfaction at your savory taste.
You half expected him to drop to his knees and eat you out, next, but he doesn't. He just stands there for a moment, staring at you with a lidded and loving gaze, curls falling forward over his forehead as they always do.
That's when your self-consciousness rears its ugly head, and you pinch your legs together, and try to wiggle away from his gaze, to retreat to the safety of the bathroom and escape from his heated staring.
But in a flash, Steven is on you again, his hands gripping at your hips and that's when you feel the hot, heavy weight of his leaking cock slap against the barely clothed flesh of your ass as he rolls your skirt up completely over your hips.
"Steven!" You squeak.
"Hey, now... 'M not done showing you yet." His voice croaks out, heavy and barely coherent as the silk fabric of your panties brushes the head of his dick.
He groans, giving one more roll of his hips against your ass, smearing more precum on the fabric and skin, there; before he gripped the base, lining his cock up to your weeping hole.
"Fuck, luv. So soft. So wet f'me." He said, voice strained from barely contained arousal.
You squirmed, still feeling inadequate despite Steven's words and assurances.
God, you wanted him. You wanted him so badly. But right now you just felt so... so...
Your thoughts cut themselves off when he reached behind him, and from beneath his coat pulled out one of his engraved truncheons.
Placing it in front of you and gripping it with his other hand, pulling you tight against him as he thrust sharply into you, sheathing himself in one whole go, the tip of his cock slamming upwards so suddenly you felt his tip smush your cervix before he eased back.
"B-baby--" You whine, despite yourself.
"Not runnin' away, luv." Steven grunted into your hair as he thrust into you, his hands gripping tightly on the truncheon, using the bar to squeeze against your belly and hold you against him while he fucked you raw.
You couldn't fight the snapping of his hips or his raw need for you, right now. You couldn't hold back the moans and whimpers he wrenched out of you with each punctuation of his hips.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck--" You hear him wheeze as his thrusts get more and more desperate.
There is a metallic clang as he tosses the truncheon to the floor in favor of gripping your thigh and lifting your leg so your knee was on the desktop.
You let Steven guide you so you're practically laying face down on the desk, his cock still spearing you open, pussy fluttering around him at the change in position.
You were taken by surprise when he grips your wrists next, ripping off his tie before slipping it over your hands, before tying them together at the curve of your back. Not tight enough to cut off circulation, but tight enough you couldn't squirm free.
He hesitated a moment. As nice as it would be to watch the soft flesh of your ass bounce and ripple while he fucked you... He didn't want to do it like this.
So, without further hesitation on his part, he gripped you, lifting you off your feet and rolling you so you were laying with your upper half on the desktop, pulling your legs up so your calves rested on his shoulders, all without dislodging from the warm tightness of your cunt.
You whimpered as he does this, and try to wriggle from his tie so you could cover your face, your running makeup and smeared lipstick.
Your pitiful, chubby face--
"Hey, hey..." His voice is soft and shaky as he leans in, cupping your cheek with one hand as your thighs squish against the both of you.
He caresses your soft cheek with a thumb and he smiles.
"Don't hide from me, sweetheart. You're gorgeous and I want to see you."
"Steven, I..." You whimper as your pussy clenches around his shaft, making it twitch inside of your tight, gummy walls.
His eyes rolled back with a groan.
"I'm not gonna stop until you see what I see." He grunts, dragging his cock out slowly until only the tip remains inside of you, the rest of your cunt squeezing desperately around nothing.
You're barely given a moment of respite before he snaps his hips into yours again, fucking you relentlessly and hitting your sweet spot over and over withe every arch of his hips.
Some of Marc's precision was bleeding into him as he aimed the tip of his cock like a weapon against your g-spot, pounding into you hard and fast, stoking the fire in your belly so hotly that you felt the embers scatter throughout your veins, every nerve in your body aflame in pleasure.
His left hand kneads the soft skin of your thigh, squishing and rolling the plush flesh beneath his gloved fingers before he slips his other hand between you, circling your clit mercilessly, making you shriek with every sharp thrust of his hips.
He loved how your body jiggled and bounced with every thrust; how your tits were bouncing so hard that they were spilling out of the top of your bra cups, your blazer falling completely open around you, now.
Despite still being fully clothed, you felt utterly naked beneath his gaze. Fresh tears burned in your eyes as he crammed his cock into you over and over again, his fingers working your second orgasm out of you faster and faster with every swipe of his fingers.
"It's okay, luv." Steven moaned, turning his head to plant a kiss on the inside of your knee, the leg he was squishing in his fingers.
"Cum for me, yeah? Show me how pretty you are." He pants, his thumb pressing hard into your clit.
That was all it took, the friction of his fingers, the thrusts of his hips, and each jab of his cock, plus his words? You were on cloud nine, brain fried and all sense gone as drool dribbled down your chin and you cum with a choked cry, babbling out his name over and over as your body clamps down, gushing around his cock, spraying out and soaking his hand and the front of his suit.
Steven, poor, loveable, goofy Steven could never hold out too long after you came, the squeezing and milking of your pussy was simply too much for him to bear.
Your eyes rolled back and you felt yourself spasm in an aftershock as you felt the hot ropes of his cum painting your walls a milky white, flooding your hungry cunt with everything he had to give you.
He drops your leg, wrapping them around his waist as he leans in and kisses you roughly, his tongue pushing past your lips to twine with yours and steal your recovered breaths.
"See... You're fucking beautiful. Wouldn't do this to us otherwise." He mumbles against your lips.
"Oh... God." You whimper.
Your mind ticks back into sanity and you realize the two of you are still clothed. Your outfit was of course mussed, but Steven was almost completely immaculate. The only thing he was missing of his suit was his tie, and the only sign of mess was the wet stain on his front, and his cock still sheathed inside of you.
"Hmm." He hummed softly, looking down at you with the softest gaze he could fix on you.
Steven gave you a sweet kiss to your forehead before he moved his mouth to the shell of your ear.
"And if you still don't believe me... Jake and Marc want to have a word with you."
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Jake Kim x Reader: Cinema
G/N. Soft and fluffy feat Big Deal a lil.
"You on a date, boss?"
Jake says yes without missing a beat, flashing you a grin and snaking his arm around your waist.
He sees the smirk on Jason's face, the light nudge Lineman gives Brad, and the pride and approval on Jerry's face.
The grin soon melts away though, when Brad follows up with "You going to see Rocky XX too?" and Jake only just manages to hide his grimace.
The answer to that is also yes. But he would prefer to not have a date crashed by the rest of the crew.
Heavens above, you're patient enough with Big Deal and so sweet to everyone. Gotten to know the street and the occupants like the back of your hand, spending more evenings and weekends there than not.
However. Even with how much Jake lives and breathes Big Deal, he misses some one on one time with you.
Away from everyone, he thinks as he takes in the sight of his boys in front of him. He can't exactly tell them to go away though, can he? A rare weekend off work where they get to just be.
He succumbs to his fate.
Imagines everyone huddled on the one row together. Seated next to each other. Cosy. A family affair instead of a romantic date. Probably won't be able to sneak you some kisses here and there-
"We're not seeing Rocky!" comes the unmistakable sound of Lua's voice. "We're going to watch The Boy and The Pigeon! Enjoy your film!"
She disappears as quickly as she arrives. A whirlwind of hair and a force of nature. Giving you both a small wave, mind laser focused on reading the goddamn room and shoving the boys towards a different screen.
"B-but we already got the tickets!"
"I wanted to see Rocky XX!"
"Why does Jake think seeing Rocky is romantic anyway?!"
Why?
To be honest, the Rocky franchise died off somewhere along V. Who knows how the hell these films are still being greenlit. Nevertheless, the newest one is a low stakes film where Jake doesn't care what happens apart from you cuddling up to him and some kisses if he's lucky.
It's calculated and planned and Jake mentally pats himself on the back for how things have turned out.
Except-
What he didn't expect was the score to be good, the script to be great, the choreography to be amazing, and the acting to be even better. Neither of you could take your eyes off the screen. You laughed and cried and gasped together.
Thoughts of cuddling and kissing and even making out completely out the window as you're both on the edge of your seat for the entire two hours.
It was fantastic. Perhaps the best movie he has ever seen (and he could practice some of those moves too).
You're both still talking about it as he walks you home-
"When he came back as a zombie to fight that vampire?"
"And the lizard joins the fight to win the title?" Jake chuckles, at your enthusiasm more than anything else, "Yeah. I liked that."
But as your apartment appears on the horizon, he can't help but think that maybe this was a bit of a waste. That the day is over and as good as the film was, maybe he should have arranged something else, after all it’s been a while since both your schedules have aligned. A date where you can actually talk and be in each other's company. Instead of being captivated by the screen, your attention could have been held by him.
Jake tries to shake off the doubts and recapture the lighter mood from seconds ago.
He's not entirely successful.
You realise something is amiss.
You peer over at your boyfriend. His sudden subduedness. The small line forming between his eyebrows that you hate so much, because it means he's unhappy about something. You pause mid step and he stops alongside you.
"Don’t overthink it. I had fun," you tell him. You always have fun with him. "Thank you."
Jake's smile returns when he sees the expectant look in your eyes. The way you stretch up towards him. press yourself into his space, and he leans down; meeting you halfway.
Your lips lightly press to his, eyes closing, eyelashes fluttering on his cheeks and his own falling shut. Strong arms encircle you, pulling you ever closer, deepening the contact.
There'll be a next time, your kiss reassures him.
You tastes like popcorn. Sugar and butter and salt. Sweet and savoury and perfect.
#admiring respectfully once again#respectfully might be a lie#lookism#lookism x reader#lookism webtoon#lookism manhwa#lookism fic#jake kim#jake kim x reader#kim gimyung x reader#kim gimyeong x reader#wannaeatramyeon
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☁️Stardew Valley Halloween Headcanons☁️
Penny:
Costume: Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz
Penny is the type of person who gives out healthy Halloween candy; the only time that changes is if Vincent and Jas beg her enough.
Penny is a huge fan of horror!
She chaperons Jas and Vincent while they Trick or Treat.
Haley:
Costume: Elle Woods
For pretty much every single year since Haley turned 16, she's thrown massive Halloween parties that are actually pretty popular.
Her favorite Halloween candy is Skittles.
Emily always tries to coerce her to wear matching costumes, but Haley always refuses since she finds it "too corny." She'll never actually say it, but she really wants to wear matching costumes with Emily.
Maru:
Costume: Mary Poppins
Maru is never prepared for Halloween and always ends up getting her costume together last minute.
Maru's favorite holiday is Halloween.
When she and Sebastian were little, he would tell her scary stories that would end up in her not being able to sleep and him having to comfort her.
Emily:
Costume: Mary Sanderson from Hocus Pocus
Like Penny, she is also kind of a health nut when it comes to Halloween candy, but she is more lenient, giving out one healthy snack and one full-sized candy bar.
Emily and Sandy talked all night for about a month trying to come to an agreement on what kind of costumes to wear. It took the two forever before they finally agreed on doing the Sanderson sisters.
By far, she is the best Halloween decorator and will have her and Haley's house decked out every year.
Abigal:
Costume: Elphaba from Wicked
Halloween is by far Abigal's favorite holiday, it's in her favorite season and it matches her vibe completely, what more could you want?
She tried to genuinely make a Halloween costume from scratch once after learning how to from Emily and her fingers are still hurting from how many times she ended up poking herself with the needle.
She cringes so hard every year when she sees her parents matching costumes...
Leah:
Costume: Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas
Leah had her costume planned since the previous Halloween and got Emily to help make it.
She makes all her Halloween decor from scratch; it usually ends up scarier than anything you can find in a store.
Her favorite Halloween movies are the super obscure ones that she's collected from various garage sales.
Alex:
Costume: Ken from Barbie
Alex doesn't hate Halloween, but he also isn't the biggest fan of it.
Haley picked out matching costumes for them but ended up bailing last minute so he just had to be Ken alone.
Despite not being the biggest Halloween fan, he is the master at trading his bad candy for good candy. No one knows how he does it, but he somehow practically scams everyone and gets a ton of candy at the end of the night. (Sam is so fed up with it and yet he gets tricked every single time.)
Elliott:
Costume: Vampire
Poor guy can't think of a creative Halloween costume to save his life... He also can't afford any new ones anyway-
Elliott is actually super vulnerable to jumpscares, like, full running to a different room action coming from him.
He got curious one year about the origins of Halloween and ended up going down a rabbit hole. He now knows way too many "fun facts" about the holiday.
Harvey:
Costume: Fred Jones from Scooby-Doo
Harvey is the type to give toothbrushes out for Halloween, I don't make the rules.
And yet, he has such a sweet tooth that he gets so embarrassed about it if anyone brings it up.
He practically never wears any spooky costumes since he is super bad with horror himself...
Sam:
Costume: Jake from Adventure Time
Pestered Sebastian for months to do Jake and Finn for Halloween and was literally over the moon when Sebastian finally caved. He also tried to get Abigal to be BMO or Marceline but she wouldn't budge.
He always ends up giving all his Halloween candy to Jas and Vincent for no reason other than he feels like it's the right thing to do.
Sam will try to do every single myth/challenge on the day of Halloween.
Sebastian:
Costume: Finn from Adventure Time
He doesn't even know how he got roped up by Sam to do a costume that wasn't anything remotely horror-related...
Sebastian is very desensitized to horror, rarely anything scares him which is basically an invitation for Abigal and Sam to try everything in their power to get a scare out of him.
Maru makes him watch horror movies with her, which he acts like he hates but actually doesn't mind.
Shane:
Costume: Joel from The Last Of Us (got the idea from Sam)
Shane likes to take Jas Trick or Treating for a little while before he lets Penny do it and it's honestly his favorite thing in the world.
Shane is the type of person to be all cynical about the holiday and say things like, "It's just a day where companies make you buy their terrible candy for too much money." And on some level, he does mean that, but he can't stop himself from staring at all the Halloween decorations around people's houses in wonder.
He, for god knows what reason, really enjoys pumpkin-flavored stuff, like, drinks, snacks, etc.
Sandy:
Costume: Winifred Sanderson from Hocus Pocus
She is such a sucker for any Halloween-themed music, she loves listening to it year-round.
Sandy is unbelievably good at spooky people, she just has this way of making everything seem super unsettling and it really freaks people out.
Her favorite candy is any type of gum, not only does she just find it delicious, but it also helps her concentrate when filling out paperwork and such.
A/N: Happy Halloween guys, I hope you have a fantastic day! :) My costume this year is Steve from Blues Clues and I love how it came out. And remember, people can be really sucky on Halloween, so please stay safe!
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parings -> ( eventually ) enhypen x reader genre -> soulmate au, fantasy au, angst warnings -> angst, rejection word count -> 2.2k
abstract -> are second chances deserved?
sunghoon's perspective
Who did he think he was?! y/n wasn’t his soulmate! Sooha was and he still rejected her even after everything that has happened?!
I decided to take her stupid potion… and here I was staring angrily at the moon. My wolf was gone… It felt a bit lonely.
“And here I thought you wouldn't take the potion” I heard a voice that made my heart jump… I could only look at her.
She still wore bandages on her neck… Jake really did a number on her. He went too far.
“By the looks of it also, Solon isn’t present anymore. I guess the medicine is the reason?” she aside and she was right.
“That's not healthy for a wolf… but you are a hybrid so there are exceptions,” she said and I knew that. It was in the books she let me borrow… that I still haven’t given back.
“Jungwon and Sunoo are worried about you,” she said and I was shocked. I was happy they still cared, I thought they didn’t anymore…
“K! Slow down!” I heard as I saw a brown wolf and the vampire-human hybrid chase after him. He seemed to run straight at me and y/n as she now hid behind them making me growl.
“Get away from her!” I said and he scoffed. “How about we switch? y/n for Sooha?” he asked and I should have said yes but instead I declined.
“K, please you can’t do this,” Sooha said with tears in his eyes. “Sooha, you should be in your dorm, a werewolf can bite–” “Why should I?! I thought you were my friend! Friends tell each other how mad they are and don't take each other's soulmates!” she yelled.
I hate to admit but that was hypocritical…
“Then take your own advice,. K I’ll help you find EJ,” she said angrily. I huffed and jumped up trying to get her attention but not hurting her.
“I’ll help… just stay with Sunghoon. He doesn’t deserve you rejecting him… I don’t like either of them like that y/n. Please give them a chance” Sooha said and the witch seemed to know that…
“Does she know K is her soulmate?” she asked and I was shocked. SHE KNEW?! I nodded and she sighed… “K can stop hiding from her now,” she said and it made sense as to why Riverfield didn’t talk to her anymore.
“Act like a werewolf and actually embrace this side of you,” she said as started walking away but I followed… which made her quite annoyed…
“I don’t think you want to follow me back to my dorm as a wolf,” she said bluntly and I whined, making her sigh.
“Go find Sooha… surely you want to be around her more than me,” she said and I knew I was annoyed about what that Riverfield werewolf did but… I wanted to be around her.
“Just because she rejected you, you think you can now come to me? Just because I'm your soulmate?” she asked and I shook my head. Was she right though?
“I’m not your backup option, Sunghoon”
It’s been hours since she left me…
The eclipse was wearing off now and I was now in my vampire form… I had to find her. I couldn’t let her think that lowly of me.
When I was in the student council… was she always working? I knocked when she scoffed at the sight of me. “Whatever you want to ask, take it up with Wonyoung,” she said and I chuckled.
“I don’t think she can accept my apology,” I said and she sighed waiting for me to talk. “I liked Sooha your right. But I’ve been miserable for weeks now… I thought at first it was fine ‘cause I liked Sooha but I guess I don’t if I’m bothered that K has a crush on you!” I ranted and her eyes widened. “What?” she asked and I didn’t really care at this point.
“Sooha and K are soulmates… but he rejected her because he likes you,” I said and she shook her head. “K doesn’t like me. He’s known about Sooha being his soulmate longer than he’s known me, he probably doesn’t want to interfere with the four of you” she said and in reality, it made the most sense.
Part of me though hopede it was... cause if he had to compete with a Riverfield wolf he was actually
“y/n… I want a chance. I want to be happy like Jungwon, Sunoo, and Niki are.” I begged her and she only stared at me with blank eyes. “I’m not your–” “I know you aren’t! I don’t think you ever were?!” I said really unsure of myself
“Sunghoon if you’re not sure why are–” “I don’t know! I just… I'm jealous of them. I wanna be happy too and I thought Sooha made me happy but I guess she doesn’t if–”
“Sunghoon you’re ranting… you need to calm down, especially after an eclipse” she said and I shook my head.
“y/n… I felt horrible for weeks. I deserve it because I would’ve done the same to you, but it opened my eyes… and I’ll be honest. I don’t think I ever felt these feelings for Sooha like I feel with you. Everything is just... intense? Amplified?” I said and I could see that she didn’t believe me.
“Sunghoon, Jay is waiting for you in the dorm” I heard the aggressive voice of Sunoo… he’s been annoyed by all of us recently.
“Sunoo please?” I asked and he shook his head. “Hyung you should leave,” he asked and I felt defeated. “You know how I was… you witnessed it. Sunoo, I’m asking you to trust me… I think I genuinely want to accept the bond” I asked and he was silent for a while.
“Do you still like Sooha?” he asked and I knew he used his power…. “Not romantically” I answered and I felt my thoughts run free again
His eyes widened before they softened… “Sunoo?” I heard her ask confused about what was happening. He smiled at her in a way that I hadn’t seen in a while… “Remember about my power? He’s telling the truth” he said and she looked conflicted.
She must’ve not realized how she put her hand around her throat… “I’m not Jake, I never want to hurt you. All of us were shocked at what he did and it was out of line” I said and she nodded.
“Let me think about it”
I went back to my dorm… Sunoo said he’d talk to y/n about it but I was sure of my decision. No more rejecting my wolf nor more rejecting my soulmate.
“You’re being immature Jungwon!” I heard as I opened the door revealing Jake arguing with Jungwon… “Jake, stop. It’s his decision so stop arguing” Jay tried to reason.
“Jay, come on! Even Heeseung is annoyed he’s overworking himself because of the immaturity of Jungwon! Just for y/n?” he argued and I sighed.
Out of all of us, he was the blindest... even I could admit that. He's always been obsessed with Sooha.
“Sunghoon-hyung!” I heard as I saw Niki. Despite him being on y/n’s side he did try calming everyone down. “Are you okay?” he asked and I nodded.
“I decided to stop ignoring Solon,” I said and he looked shocked.
“But what about his constant comments of wanting to be why y/n?” Jay asked and I sighed. “I think I’m ready to accept her if she accepts me. She is our soulmate… and Sooha isn’t” I said not wanting to tell them about last night…
“Now Sunghoon has been bewitched,” Jake said and Jay followed to try to calm him down… “Why the sudden change?” Jungwon asked and I sighed. “When she rejected me I thought it was just my wolf sadness but then I realized it was because of me also… when you guys were with her and even when Niki got accepted by her I was jealous. I want a chance to be with my soulmate like how you guys are” I confessed without mentioning that stupid Riverfield wolf and they nodded.
���But I thought you liked Sooha?” Niki asked and I sighed “I thought I did too” I confessed…
“Maybe I’ve been ignoring my feelings for too long”
y/n’s perspective
“I just don’t understand why the sudden change?” I asked and Sunoo smiled softly. “He has been very bad these last few weeks… moping and dazed more than usual. Something must’ve pushed him to finally snap?” he said and I wondered…
“He said something about Sooha and K being soulmates,” I said, knowing Sunoo would keep it a secret. “THEY'RE–” “SHHH… K told me when we first met that he found out about Heeseung rejecting me. He rejected her though and said he liked me–” As I said it I noticed his angry look…
“He won’t take you away,” He said with a serious tone and face. “He won’t… I’ve already accepted you, Jungwon, and Niki as my soulmates” I reassured and he nodded as he hugged me
“Maybe jealousy finally showed him what he was feeling?” Sunoo suggested and thought so too…
“What did you do to Sunghoon?!” I heard as I saw Jake rush into the council room. I felt my body freeze a bit still weary of him but Sunoo rushed in front of me. “Jake, leave,” he said and I heard him scoff.
“Yah! She bewitched Sunghoon!” he accused but before we could say anything Jay was rushing in. “Jake, stop!” he yelled… he was the only soulmate who I hadn’t touched, but he was also blinded by his feelings also
“I just want to talk to her so she can tell me what kind of spell she did to all of you! So get out of my way, Sunoo!” Jake yelled but before anyone could say anything else…
“Jake, you should stop before Sunoo decides to control you,” Heeseung said… I peeked from behind Sunoo and he looked tired and pale.
“Heeseung! Sunghoon wants to accept the soulmate bond–""Then let him” Heeseung answered quickly…
“Sooha officially found her soulmate,” he said and I was shocked he would just rip off the bandaid. “What?” Jake said… I saw sadness in his face, almost like he just lost something…
“Her soulmate is K from Riverfield and he apparently likes a certain witch,” he said as we made eye contact. Sunoo covered his view and mine…
“That doesn’t concern you… the both of you rejected her, and you don’t plan on accepting her either” Sunoo said.
“Why the hell is the council room filled with vampires this early in the morning?!” I heard a familiar annoyed voice.
“This doesn’t concern you–” “You’re literally in the witch council room where I have work to do, I don’t care what type of love affair crap is happening,” Wonyoung said making me laugh a bit.
“I have to agree with you. y/n we have a lot of work to do, but I’m guessing the vampires have time to spare?” EJ said. “EJ I thought you weren’t coming in today?” I asked and he smiled softly.
“I’ll be fine, but I’m the only one in today,” he said and he seemed to ignore the glares from Jake effortlessly. “Sooha!” I soon heard Jake say and I saw how his eyes lit up but then died down at her tear-stained face.
“Jake?” she said confused…
“We need vampire repellent,” Wonyoung said. “Maybe some stakes, garlic, and holy water?” EJ suggested. These two stayed unbothered…
“Ooh maybe–” “Everything you're suggesting is myths,” Sunoo said and they laughed.
“Maybe you’re just saying that to trick us!”
After the incident in the morning, today was a busy day…
Now I had to go to the human / vampire council to help Sangyeon with some paperwork and suggestions he had.
I went with Niki who was my bodyguard for the moment as he proclaimed.
“Ah, y/n!” I heard as soon as the door opened to the council room. “Regarding the upcoming Summer dance, I've done the paperwork and approved some stuff you need to look over,” he said and I nodded as he continued to explain but it was quite hard while being glared at by Jake and eyed by Sunghoon.
“Niki, wanna actually help us?” I heard Jake say but I decided not to get into their own conflicts… and I guess Niki has nothing to say either.
“y/n!” I heard two voices say… Sunghoon and Sooha who I didn’t notice until now. “I… I wanted to talk to her” Sunghoon said to the girl and she sighed and muttered ‘me too’
“Um… im going back to the council room where I don’t think either of you are welcome unfortunately,” I said and Sooha visibily deflated as Jay patted her back whilst Sunghoon stood up otherwise.
“I’ll walk you there!” he offered like a puppy… I looked at Niki who gave him an unamused look…
“Come on!” he said, not letting me decline.
I decided to allow it and we walked together in silence… but not peaceful silence, it’s almost as if I could feel Sunghoon’s anxiety radiating off him.
“Hyung,” Niki muttered, annoyed and almost embarrassed. “Ah! I’m not making you uncomfortable right?! That's the last–''Sunghoon calm down” I said to stop his fast talking.
“You want to ask something right?” I asked and he nodded.
“Have you thought about it?” he asked and I smiled softly. “Sunoo says you're telling the truth… but I don’t want you to separate from your friends. I feel guilty as it is–" "So that's a yes!” he said with a grin not caring for what I had to say about his friends…
I laughed silently and nodded.
“You’re my soulmate… I should give you another chance Park Sunghoon”
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can you please write a story about reader becoming friends with renesme and bella loses self control and she tries to attack reader and she finds out about the vampires and such and then jared imprints on her and she’s scared when he shifts and he calms her down and explains everything. end it how you want queen! love your writing!
"Kiss, marry, or kill?" Renesmee shows you a picture of a celebrity.
You make a stank face and shake your head. "Fuck no. Kill." You burst into laughter when she does too.
"How about this one?" She pulls up a picture of her and Jake.
You side eye her with a smile. "Really?" You laugh.
"Be honest!" She giggles, softly hitting your knee.
"Kill. Because he has more of your attention than I do." You roll your eyes.
"You're so clingy!" She groans playfully.
"You started it. You HAD to compliment my shirt during my shift and then HAD to give me your number."
She rolls her eyes and then clicks her tongue, shaking her head.
"All you!" You shove her.
Stops and stares at her bedroom door. "Jacob and his friends are here." She says and stands up.
"Uh, how do you know? I hear crickets." You giggle.
She ignores you and excitedly takes your hand. "You're going to love them!"
As you get to the bottom stairs, you see a bunch of people outside through the glass. It's pale and tan skin that fill up your sight. You're overwhelmed by the bunch.
Your shoes touch the grass as you reach the group of people.
"Y/n, hey." Jacob waves at you. He then grabs Renesmee and kisses her cheek.
"Hey!" You reply.
Your mind can't even register what happened because you just randomly end up with a cold hand around your throat. You feel someone behind you, snarling like an animal.
"Bella!" Everyone grabs her off of you.
Next thing you know, there are wolves lined up. Carlisle and Edward are holding a struggling Bella.
Renesmee and Jacob grab onto you. "Hey, it's okay!" Renesmee whispers.
"What in the holy hell fire is going on?" You yell.
"UGH, I told you not to bring any outsiders in." Jacob scolds Renesmee.
You look over at the wolves that are threatening Bella. They're growing and circling her. You look at one wolf who is staring at you. Dark brown fur. He's a beauty.
His eyes won't tear away from yours. You catch yourself not wanting to move them either. Who is this??
"Well, that makes things easier." Jacob said.
You turn to him in a panic. "What is going on?!" You scream.
"Look, we're leaving you with that wolf. You're safe. We have to get Bella out of here." Jacob replies.
Next thing you know, you're standing outside with a gigantic wolf a few yards away from you. It got quiet when everyone went inside. The wolf takes a step closer but you move backwards.
"No, stay. Over there." You say shaken up.
The wolf huffs and walks away. Leaving you by yourself. You turn toward the house to see everyone fighting and yelling, and then you see Bella literally throw Jasper. Alright. This is your cue to run.
You start going. Leaving the trail. You've got to get home. But warm arms grab you. You scream and try to get out of the grip.
"Hey, you're okay. You're okay." You see the most hottest guy in the world. You're breathing rapidly and your anxiety is still high. But looking at him got you a bit calmer.
"My name is Jared. I know who you are. Let me take you home, okay? I've got you." He gently rubs your arms.
You feel his skin send electricity down your body. You shiver and blush at the contact. "Yeah, thank you." You breathe out in relief.
The walk home was interesting. He had explained everything to you. You've been joking with him and flirting, taking things not too seriously because of how safe he made you feel. It was crazy but you're just glad you didn't freaking die.
"A hot wolf is my soulmate? Sure." You step up the steps to get to your front door.
"No, I'm serious." He softly grabs your elbow to stop you.
You turn and look at Jared. His toned arms and tan skin oh save you.
"I can live with that." You smile.
"Good, because I'm not going anywhere." He smiles.
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