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candycandy00 · 5 months ago

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My Sweet Pet - A Suo x Reader x Sakura Fanfic Part 2

You’re a hybrid cat girl in a pet shop, and Sakura Haruka is a fellow hybrid in the cage beside you. After becoming friends, he promises to protect you. A week later, you’re both purchased by Suo Hayato.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Smut. 18+. Fem reader. Hybrid AU. Suo and Sakura are bisexual. Oral sex. First time sex. Threesome (sort of). Voyeurism. Humiliation. Dividers by @anitalenia and @benkeibear!

I’m having a really rough time right now so any feedback at all would be especially precious to me! Thank you!

The next morning, Sakura wakes up to find Suo standing over him, smiling down.

“I thought we’d have a little chat,” Suo says.

Sakura sits up, wincing at how sore he’s become overnight, sleeping on the floor with his arms behind his back. He looks up at his owner with an angry expression.

Suo sits down in the nearby chair, gracefully crossing one leg over the other. “I’m going to remove your restraints. I probably don’t have to say this, but if you cause any problems, your lovely friend will be the one who suffers for it.”

Sakura frowns. “Still threatening her?”

“It’s the simplest way to make you behave,” Suo replies. Then he leans forward in his chair. “You might not believe me, but I genuinely have no desire to hurt either of you. At least not physically. The ideal situation would be for the three of us to enjoy each other’s company.”

Sakura is looking at him skeptically. “Then what the hell was that about last night?”

Suo laughs lightly. “If I didn’t give you two a push, you’d be blushing at each other for the rest of your lives. And besides,” he adds, his eye taking on a menacing gleam, “it’s way too fun to tease you both.”

Sakura can feel his face heating up, knows he’s going red, though he’s not sure if it’s from anger or embarrassment. “So you are just playing with us!”

Suo stands up and walks over to him, kneeling down behind his back and unfastening the restraints. “Surely you didn’t think I bought you two with no intention of enjoying myself,” he says as the restraints fall to the floor with a clink of metal.

Rubbing his sore wrists, Sakura resists the urge to attack. He won’t do anything to jeopardize her safety.

Suo walks to the door. “One of the servants will see you to your room. Please clean up before coming to breakfast. There’s dried cum on your clothes.”

Growing red again, Sakura looks down to see the obvious spots on his pants and bottom of his shirt. Great, now he’s embarrassed to walk down the hall! He grits his teeth and goes to the door, dreading whatever games Suo has planned for today.

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You wake up in your huge, plush bed, stretching and yawning. You’ve never laid in something so soft and roomy before, and despite your anxiety over the events of last night, you fell asleep quickly.

After putting on one of the pretty, too short dresses, you go to your door, where a servant is waiting to lead you to the dining room. When you walk inside, you’re surprised and relieved to see Haruka already sitting at the table. He’s dressed very differently from anything you’ve seen him in. He’s wearing a crisp white button down shirt and black pants. His hair is clean and shiny, slightly pushed back from his face. He seems a little uncomfortable with the new look, but at least he’s not restrained anymore!

When your eyes meet, his face turns pink and he looks away from you. Is this his usual shyness or does he not want to look at you after last night? Feeling awkward, you take a seat closer to Suo.

“I trust you slept well last night,” Suo says.

“Yes, thank you!” you say, then your eyes are drawn to the door as three servants walk in, carrying trays of food. They sit numerous plates on the table, revealing more food than you’ve ever seen in one place before. Everything looks delicious!

“I wasn’t sure what the two of you like to eat,” Suo tells you as a servant pours him a cup of tea, “so I asked them to make a little of everything. You can inform the kitchen staff of your likes and dislikes before lunch.”

You look over the plates excitedly, then realize you don’t even know what some of them are. You recognize the basics like fried eggs and toast, but there lots of things you’ve never seen before. You’ll probably sound silly to the staff when you tell them you like sandwiches. You don’t even know what else you like.

As if reading your mind, or perhaps noticing your hesitation, Suo smiles at you. “If you’d prefer to try lots of different things first, then tell them what you like, I can have them make sampler platters.”

“That would be wonderful,” you say, returning his smile. You weren’t sure last night, but today you’re almost certain: you and Haruka got lucky! Suo is generous, and is treating you more like guests than pets. Even if you’re expected to do intimate things with him, it’s not so bad with someone like him.

You glance up at Haruka across the table, wondering if he feels the same way, but he’s just staring at the food with a sullen expression.

“Please feel free to go ahead,” Suo says, sliding an empty plate over to you and motioning for you to fill it.

With little attempt to be polite, you begin placing food on your plate and trying the different dishes. Everything is so scrumptious, so delectable, you almost feel like crying. It takes a moment for you to realize you’re the only one eating. The other two are watching you, Suo smiling and Haruka wearing a slightly softer expression.

You blush and lower your fork. “Um, aren’t you two going to eat?”

Suo shakes his head. “I’ll be eating a little later. Sakura, why don’t you have something? You’re making her feel shy to be eating alone.”

Haruka looks surprised for a moment, then begins placing a few things on his plate and taking small bites. He sniffs everything first, thoroughly examining each thing as if he thinks it’s been poisoned. It’s then that you notice the bandages on his wrists, peeking out beneath his sleeves.

You stand up from your chair and rush around the table to be next to him, taking his free hand into yours. “Are you hurt?”

His ears twitch as he looks at you. “Uh… no… I’m not hurt. The restraints left marks.”

You sigh in relief, then return to your seat. The rest of breakfast is uneventful, though you worry about Suo not eating.

As servants clear the table of plates, your owner stands up and pushes his chair in. “Both of you are free to explore the house as you please. This is your home now too. You’ll be expected back here at noon for lunch.”

And then Suo is gone, leaving you and Haruka alone. The cat fidgets with the sleeve of his shirt for a moment, looking nervous. He opens his mouth to say something, stops himself, and looks at the table. Does he want to talk about last night? Or maybe he wants to avoid talking about it.

“This is a really nice place, isn’t it?” you ask, hoping to get him talking.

His eyes dart up to your face, as if he wasn’t expecting you to speak. “It’s big, I guess.”

“I’m surprised we get to walk around freely. I thought we’d be confined in some way.”

“I’m glad you like it here,” he says, “but be careful. I don’t trust our owner.”

“Suo? Why not?” you ask.

He sighs. “I think he just likes to mess with us. We’re entertainment to him.”

You think it over. Haruka has been watching out for you for a while now, and his instincts are sharp. “Okay, I’ll be careful. I trust you more than anyone, Haruka.”

He reddens and looks away. “Thanks. And… about what you said last ni-“

A servant suddenly bustles into the room, gathering the rest of the plates from the table. Haruka grumbles and says, “I’ll tell you later.”

For the rest of the day, you and Haruka walk around the estate together, exploring the massive garden, looking through the kitchen, and even visiting each other’s rooms.

Haruka digs through all the drawers in your dresser while you sit on the edge of your bed.

“He really didn’t leave you any underwear,” he says with a frown. “Fucking pervert.”

Then his gaze drifts over to you, to your bare thighs, and he blushes before averting his eyes.

“It’s okay,” you tell him. “There’s a hole for my tail in the dresses so it’s easier to keep them pulled down.”

“Ah, okay,” he says, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Lunch and dinner are both extravagant affairs, with even more delicious food you’ve never tried before. And at both meals, Suo eats nothing, seeming content to watch you and Haruka enjoy your food.

“Will you eat later… master?” you ask. He hasn’t told you what to call him, and you were taught to call your owner ‘master’ until they specify something else.

He smiles warmly at you. “You can call me Suo for the time being. And yes, I’ll eat later. Thank you for your concern.”

Later that evening, both you and Haruka are called to Suo’s room again. The two of you meet outside his door, and Haruka turns to you.

“Did… did he hurt you last night?”

You shake your head. “It was embarrassing, but nothing hurt.” You decide not to add that it actually felt very good.

Haruka hesitates for a moment, then says, “If he does try to hurt you, I’ll stop him. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

You feel your own face heat up. “Y-you too! I won’t let anyone hurt you!”

He gives you the softest smile you’ve ever seen him wear, then puts his hand on the doorknob and opens it.

Suo is waiting for you in his chair, and he doesn’t stand up this time when you both walk in and close the door behind you.

He smiles as he makes the usual greetings and pleasantries, asking how you spent your day and if you need anything else. Then, without further delay, he tells you what the three of you will be doing tonight.

“It occurred to me that I’m the only one who didn’t cum last night,” he says in that calm voice. “That doesn’t seem fair, does it?”

You blink, then glance at Haruka. What happened after you left the room last night? The thought of them together makes you feel heated, and you subconsciously press your thighs together.

Haruka is blushing again as he frowns at Suo.

“What do you want us to do?” you ask. He has a point that it’s not fair if he’s the only one not feeling good. As shy as you are, you’ll do your best to please him.

His one visible eye moves to you, then slides down your form. “Come closer, kitten,” he tells you.

Gripping the hem of your dress to hold it down, you step gingerly over to him. He looks up at you and says, “Can you get on your knees for me?”

Your heart races. You were taught many things as a hybrid, so you know where this is leading, even if you have no practical experience. Carefully, to avoid letting your dress ride up, you get down on your knees in front of his chair.

His hand moves to your face, softly petting you. “So pretty. You don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll take care of everything from now on.”

You look up at him, your brows slightly creased. “But I’m worried about you, Suo. Are you really eating?”

His eye widens, blinks, and then he smiles. It’s the first time his smile has seemed genuine. “You really are a sweet little cat, aren’t you? But if you’re worried about me, then I’m failing as your owner,” he says, his tone kind. “I’m in perfect health, I promise.”

“I’m glad,” you say, and you mean it. Your heart has begun to stir for Suo, just as it does for Haruka.

His hand is gently rubbing the top of your head, his thumb stroking your twitchy ear. “Do you know what I want you to do for me?” he asks.

You glance at his lap, at the barely visible bulge concealed by his dark pants, and nod. “I know.”

He pulls his hand back from your head and smoothly opens his pants. “Do you know how?”

“I watched demonstrations,” you say, your gaze locked on his hand pulling out his cock. It’s a little bigger than you expected, perfectly shaped, pale in color, flushed slightly pink at the tip. It’s elegant, just like Suo.

“But you’ve never actually done it before?”

You shake your head.

He smiles again. “It’s okay. Take your time. Do what feels right to you.”

You take a deep breath and then lean forward.

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Sakura watches as the woman he loves leans forward and gives Suo’s cock a few delicate kitten licks. She’s hesitant, moving slowly and carefully. She’s probably trying to figure out how best to please her owner.

Despite his frustration at the situation, Sakura can’t stop himself from getting hard while watching her suck lightly on Suo’s tip. It’s too easy to picture her soft lips around his own cock. He wants to feel that so badly, wants to look down and see her on her knees in front of him, wants to hear what kinds of sounds she would make as she sucks him off.

Instead, he’s watching her suck Suo’s dick from a few feet away.

Suddenly Suo looks up at him. “Sakura, why don’t you help her out?”

Sakura reddens. “Huh?!”

Suo smiles. “Teach her how to please me.”

“I’m not gonna-“

Suo’s smile disappears, and an eerily empty expression replaces it as the man stares at Sakura. There’s something oddly threatening about it, even though Suo didn’t say another word. Would he hurt her if Sakura refuses? Could he hurt such a sweet and beautiful woman trying her best to pleasure him? Sakura doesn’t know the man well enough to make that judgement, so he grumbles as he walks over and gets on his knees beside her.

She pulls back and looks at him. She seems a little excited, her eyes shiny as she watches Sakura lightly grip Suo��s shaft. Without hesitating, Sakura suddenly spits on Suo’s cock, then uses his hand to stroke up and down the length.

“You have to get it wet,” he says, avoiding looking her in the eyes. Sakura has the benefit of knowing exactly what feels good, but it’s still incredibly awkward to give her instructions like this.

He lets go and she takes over again, this time licking Suo’s cock all over, letting her own saliva coat it. Sakura looks up at the other man, who wears an irritatingly passive face. He feels the urge to make Suo react in some way, to see the poker face crack just a little. So while she’s running her cute kitty tongue over the length, Sakura leans forward and licks the tip, tasting the pre that’s beginning to leak out.

He can hear Suo’s breath catch, but other than that, no reaction. The man is obviously good at keeping his cool. Sakura pulls back and says to the woman next to him, “Take as much as you can into your mouth.”

He feels dirty and perverse for telling her that, but Suo did order him to teach her. And, if he’s being honest with himself, a part of him wants to see her do it.

She opens her lips and moves forward, letting Suo’s cock slide into her mouth. Fuck, she looks so pretty like this! Sakura’s erection is pressing against the fitted black pants Suo gave him to wear, threatening to burst through the fabric. The little sounds she’s making, the look in her big glassy eyes as she looks up… Sakura doesn’t know how Suo hasn’t already cum.

His cat ears are sensitive to sounds, and he can hear Suo’s breathing getting quicker, even if the man is trying to keep it under control. She’s bobbing her head back and forth, taking Suo deep into her mouth and back out, over and over. Suo has to be getting close. With a start, Sakura realizes their owner probably intends to cum in her mouth. In her sweet, innocent mouth…

Just as he hears Suo’s breaths become even more rapid, Sakura hurriedly pulls her back and then wraps his own lips around the throbbing cock between them. He made it just in time, as Suo cums immediately after, filling Sakura’s mouth.

Suo stares down at him, for one tiny moment looking surprised. Then he laughs, probably trying to cover up his ragged breathing. “I didn’t realize you were so competitive, Sakura. And I haven’t even explained the game yet.”

Sakura still has the man’s cock in his mouth, the last spurts of cum shooting out. He has no idea what Suo is talking about.

“Whoever swallows my cum gets a reward,” Suo says, wearing an absolutely devilish smile. “And whoever doesn’t… well…”

He doesn’t finish, but Sakura’s mind fills in the rest. Whoever doesn’t will be punished! He grabs her, the woman he loves so much, and kisses her, prying her lips apart with his tongue and sliding Suo’s cum into her warm mouth.

After making sure she got most of it, he pulls away, strings of cum connecting their mouths. He never imagined his first kiss with her would be like this, and he hates it, but he can’t risk her being hurt.

Suo watches them happily before going on. “I was going to say, whoever doesn’t swallow it will also get a reward, since you’re both being such good kitties tonight.”

Sakura’s head snaps up to look at Suo. “What?!”

Suo laughs as he stands up, then extends a hand to the lovely lady, helping her to her feet. “But since you swallowed most of it, you’ll get your reward first,” he says to her as Sakura seethes and gets up from the floor.

Suo, still holding her hand, leads her to his huge bed and tells her to lie on her back. Sakura watches her face, looking for any signs that she’s frightened, but she only looks excited and perhaps a bit shy. Suo climbs onto the bed, hovers over her, and then slides her dress up to her waist.

Sakura can’t pry his eyes away as Suo pushes her legs widely apart and then leans his face down, burying it in her glistening pussy. She cries out, arching her back off the bed, her tail sticking straight out beside her with the fur standing on end.

Ahh, he wants to taste her too.

It takes all of Sakura’s will power to not start stroking his hard on right there. Seeing her in such a lewd position, her hands gripping the sheets and her legs trembling as Suo holds them down, makes Sakura so hard he’s about to start humping a pillow again.

All at once, Suo stops and sits up on the bed. “Sakura,” he says, “come here and get your reward.””

Sakura doesn’t move, just stares at Suo suspiciously.

Suo stands up. “It’s part of her reward too. Come to the bed and fuck her.”

Sakura’s eyes widen, his ears twitch, and his face goes redder than ever. “I can’t just-“

“Oh?” Suo asks, cutting him off. “She’s already said she’s in love with you. I’m sure she’d rather lose her virginity to you than me. Isn’t that right?” he asks, turning to her.

She sits up, clutching the hem of her dress and pulling it back down. She’s blushing furiously as she looks at Sakura. “I’d rather it be you, Haruka,” she says. “Only if you want to! If you don’t, that’s okay…”

If he doesn’t want to? He wants nothing more! His last thread of self control snaps, and he crosses to the bed in three steps.

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Haruka is on you within seconds, sliding your dress up your body and over your head before pushing you back onto the bed and climbing on top of you.

He pauses, his pink tinted face hovering above yours, as if studying your expression. Is he trying to make sure you want this? To encourage him, your hands move to his shirt, shaky fingers trying to undo the buttons. He’s seen you naked twice now and it’s not fair that you haven’t seen him.

His breathing quickens as he helps you unbutton his shirt and then slips it off his shoulders, displaying his well toned torso. Your eyes are drawn to the thin trail of fine hair leading down below his pants.

Before undressing any further, he leans down and kisses you, slowly and softly, the way you always dreamed of him kissing you. The taste of Suo is still on his lips, but somehow that turns you on even more.

He draws back and unbuttons the expensive black pants, opening them and pushing them down his hips. Apparently Suo didn’t leave any underwear for him either.

Haruka is different from Suo. A little thicker, a tiny bit longer, a base lined with two colors of soft hair. He’s rock hard and leaking already as his hand lightly strokes his cock. You glance over at Suo, who is standing nearby, watching with an unreadable expression. It’s embarrassing to do this in front of someone else, but you want Haruka so much, you think you would let him fuck you in front of the whole world.

He sits back on his knees and lifts your hips, pulling you into his lap. His face is still red, but his expression is serious, focused, as he lines himself up with your dripping entrance. Then, oh so slowly, he begins pushing in.

There’s a sheen of sweat on his body, his teeth gritted as if he’s fighting some desperate mental battle. His hair that had been pushed back has fallen back into his face. God, he’s beautiful. And he’s trying to be so gentle with you, easing in, taking his time.

You feel yourself stretching around him, molding to his shape, and you only want more. More of him inside you, more of his body brushing against yours. You feel your own breaths hitching, your skin feeling hot as you look up at him.

Suo moves closer, looking at Haruka. “I admire your restraint,” he says. “Must be hard to control yourself with such a tight, wet pussy wrapped around you.”

“Shut up, Suo!” Haruka practically growls.

Suo laughs. “Such a feisty cat! But oh, look how pretty she is under you, looking up at you so lovingly. I bet you want to plunge in and fuck her sweet little brains out.”

Haruka growls again, his sharp feline teeth showing. Is it that hard for him to hold back? You wouldn’t mind him going a little faster…

“Haruka,” you say, “You don’t have to hold back! You can be rougher with me!”

He pushes further in, still slowly. “Fuck! I want this to be special for you! I want you to feel good!”

You reach up and touch his face. “I do feel good, just being touched by you. I want you to feel good too!”

His grip on your hips tightens, and he pulls your body further onto his cock. He’s moving a little faster, going a little deeper. It feels amazing! You want him to reach the deepest parts of you.

“Haruka! Please… deeper!”

He shoves in, finally going all the way to the hilt, making you gasp and clench around him. He’s panting as he begins thrusting in and out of you, still being careful not to hurt you. “Fuck… you feel so good around me,” he says, looking you in the eyes.

His tip hits a spot that sparks such pleasure, tears spring to your eyes. He pauses, his face alarmed. “Did I hurt you?”

“No!” you cry out, desperate for him to hit that spot again. “Please don’t stop!”

He starts again, going even harder and faster, building a rhythm that makes you moan and writhe beneath him. He hits it again, your sweet spot, and your body jerks

Suo is beside you, and he puts one hand on your head, stroking your hair. “You’re doing so good. Sakura is nearly at his limit.”

The praise only intensifies your pleasure. All of it combines to make you feel almost delirious. Haruka’s sculpted body above you, dripping sweat, his heavy breaths and growls, his hands gripping your hips, his cock filling you so full, hitting something deep within you that makes your toes curl. Then Suo’s hand gently petting your hair and ears, his soft voice telling you how pretty you look and how good you’re doing.

You fall over the edge, all the stimulation overtaking you. As the orgasm washes over your body, you cry out, tears leaking down your face. Suo’s free hand rubs down your arm to reach your hand, where he takes it in his own and pulls it up to his face, kissing it as you ride out your high.

Haruka is looking down at you, still thrusting into your clenching pussy, his eyes looking wild, feral. You stare back at him, teary eyed. “Haruka… I love you!”

He grunts loudly, shoving in as deeply as possible as he finally cums, shooting everything he has directly into your core. When finished, he nearly collapsed, but catches himself on his hands on either side of you. His face is inches from yours.

He kisses you again, then looks directly at you as he says, “I love you too!”

#suo x reader x sakura #suo x reader #sakura x reader #suo hayato x reader #sakura haruka x reader #suo hayato #sakura haruka #wind breaker smut #wind breaker x reader #x reader

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anneapocalypse · 5 months ago

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On the role of outsiders.

One thing I think makes the Scions' relationship with Wuk Lamat unique isn't that they're mentoring her--I don't really see it as a mentor relationship and for various reasons I think it's better for it not to be that--but that, as outsiders, she finds that she can show vulnerability with them that she's only rarely been able to show with anyone else.

When we meet Wuk Lamat in 6.55, it's pretty heavily telegraphed that she's posturing a lot to cover up some personal weaknesses or insecurities. This made me really curious about her, who she was and what that overconfident demeanor was covering for. And when I got into Dawntrail and started getting to know her, I wasn't disappointed.

(No Wuk Lamat hate on this post, please. Any responses clearly trying to pick a fight will be removed and blocked without reply.)

Wuk Lamat has a couple of foils in this story, but a big one is Sphene, and I love @unmovingtroika's description of Sphene as "unpersoned to an extreme degree." And as a distorted mirror of our main character, Sphene reminds us that any person in a position of authority or heroism is depersonalized to some degree, no matter how down-to-earth or benevolent.

Gulool Ja Ja is really presented to us as very much a people's ruler, the charismatic blessed siblings who united the peoples of Tural through curiosity and open-mindedness and understanding. And that may be largely true, but it's also made of him a myth, a legend inscribed in stone and memory. Meanwhile in the course of Dawntrail's story we also meet the real person Gulool Ja Ja... at least, the one who's left. The man who has spent three years grieving his brother, his ever-present companion, the Reason to his Resolve, a man who for the sake of political stability has had to hide his grief and loneliness from even his own children, as he does his best to carry out the work they had begun together, and complete the Rite of Succession in his brother's absence. And if there are places where Gulool Ja Ja failed to foresee the potential negative outcomes to the Rite, like Bakool Ja Ja's actions endangering his people, we might see there in hindsight the Head of Reason's absence in the final stages of the Rite's preparation. And we see, in some of Zoraal Ja's anger and resentment and insecurity, a glimpse of the ways in which the people's Dawnservant might have failed his own son.

One of Wuk Lamat's early growth moments is when the Scions convince her that she doesn't need to try and hide her obvious seasickness--an affliction she can't help, and which represents no failure of character on her part but which is, well, embarrassing. I love that she seems to particularly connect with Alisaie, who's had her own experiences of feeling inadequate next to her sibling, and feeling the need to prove herself on her own terms.

Could Wuk Lamat have been convinced to drop the act by her allies if they weren't outsiders? The problem is that everyone else in Tural, even her own siblings, are the people she'll have authority over if she wins. Erenville frequently rolls his eyes at his old friend's posturing, and fairly so, but Wuk Lamat doesn't behave that way just because she's insecure. In the same way that her father has had to conceal the death of his brother even from his own children, Wuk Lamat recognizes the danger of showing weakness before the people she will have to rule--especially when she's already aware of her reputation as being less qualified than her brothers. But these outsiders from Eorzea are different. They're allies who will never be her subjects. In private moments, she can be a person with them. She can be vulnerable. She can be Lamaty'í.

(Incidentally, I think this is also why I found Sphene calling her Lamaty'i so unsettling. Initially it seems like a simple misunderstanding, an outsider mistaking a very personal nickname for someone's "public" name. But in the hindsight of what we learn about Sphene, I think it feels a lot worse. Sphene is, consciously or unconsciously, pushing past the walls of formality and reticence that necessarily exist around a ruler when interacting with most people--nevermind a foreign head of state whose intentions are unknown. She's positioning herself as a friend when she is not.)

As the story progresses, we learn the Wuk Lamat and Koana have always been close. Now, in the Rite of Succession, they must treat one another as rivals and can no longer share confidences--at least, at first. Koana's love and protectiveness of his sister emerges with a vengeance when Wuk Lamat is in danger--and I'd venture a guess that he, too, feels safer showing this sudden vulnerability before his allies and those of his sister, because again, they will never be his subjects. While we get only briefer glimpses of Koana's journey with Thancred and Urianger, I'd guess that their friendship has affected him in similar ways.

One of the benefits of blessed siblings is that they are never alone. They bring two perspectives to any situation, but they also have one another to confide in, to understand, to commiserate over the burdens of leadership in a way they can't with anyone else, not even family. Wuk Lamat and Koana taking on the role of Dawnservant together brings the benefit of their very different strengths and perspectives to their people. But it also means that neither must take on those burdens alone. When their allies depart, they will still have one another. There will always be someone at their side with whom they can just be a person.

The tragedy of Zoraal Ja is that he's evidently never had that kind of relationship with anyone. The myth of his seemingly miraculous birth has depersonalized him from the very start. All his life, he has carried the burden of living up to the expectations of the Resilient Son, and has never enjoyed the close relationship his brother and sister have with one another. To the very last, he attempts to live up to the legend alone--and he fails.

One of the biggest themes throughout Final Fantasy XIV is standing together. There is strength in companionship and cooperation, but for that strength to flourish, there must also be trust and vulnerability. Wuk Lamat and Koana ultimately find that in one another, as siblings and co-rulers, but the Scions play the important role of offering them an outsider's friendship in their journeys when they are cut off from one another, and would otherwise be alone. As Ketenramm and Galuf Baldesion once were to Gulool Ja Ja, the Scions to Wuk Lamat and Koana are neither mentors nor subjects, but companions and friends.

#dawntrail #dawntrail spoilers #wuk lamat #koana #ffxiv meta #afk by the aetheryte

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gurugirl · 1 year ago

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The Work Trip

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Sugardaddy!harry x yn

Summary: Harry takes Y/n with him on a work trip.

Word Count: 4850

Warning: 18+ only, smut, cheating (technically)

The Arrangement Masterlist

When Harry told Jessica to also book Y/n on the two-night trip she gave him a look that he knew to be scrutiny. He figured there would be questions about why he was taking an intern with him on a business trip but he didn’t care. He could explain it away by saying he’d rather have an intern assist him than have someone else go with him who could be of better use at the office.

“What’s with you and Y/n anyway?” Sean teased as he stopped into Harry’s office.

“Nothing. Just wanted to have someone there to print out decks for us if we need, or executive summaries. Get our coffee. Things like that.”

His best friend nodded with a grin, “Sure. Whatever you say, Har. What about the way you flirt with her? Or the way she locks up and gets all ditzy when you’re around?”

Harry brushed his friend off. He wouldn’t tell Sean what he was doing with his cute little intern. All the disgusting and dirty little things she eagerly allowed him to do to her. That was just for him and Y/n.

No one knew for sure but some were more nosy than others. He’d have to behave himself with Y/n on the trip since Sean would be there as well. He already had a plan in place to make sure no one knew what was going on.

. . .

Y/n had her own hotel room. She had a little balcony and the bed was soft and the TV came with unlimited channels. Harry told her he’d give her instructions soon but that she was just to wait for him. She was allowed to order food if she wanted but not to leave the hotel because he would be expecting her to do something for him. She was not quite sure what that entailed just yet.

After ordering French fries and a fruit cup she got his first set of instructions via text.

Take the spare key card I gave you for my room and let yourself in at a quarter to 4. Don’t be late.

It was already 3 pm. Harry and Sean had been at some meeting for the better part of three hours. They’d had an early check-in to their rooms and then immediately left for their first meeting of the trip.

She quickly ate her snack and then used the bathroom before cleaning herself up a touch. If she knew one thing she could probably expect, it would be that he’d have her naked in some capacity and she always preferred at least being fresh for him. He never seemed to mind one way or the other but for her own sake, she liked to keep clean.

When she entered his room she noted it looked an awful lot like hers. But except for two double beds, there was one large king bed in the middle. Just as soft as hers.

At 3:40 she received her second text.

Take all of your clothes off for me. I’ll be there soon.

Her heart pounded as she folded her clothes and sat everything neatly on a chair. She loved not knowing exactly what Harry was going to do to her. Loved the anticipation of being caught off guard. Loved that he did all the thinking for her.

When the hotel room door opened Harry walked into the room like he was on a time crunch (he was) and took his suit jacket off, folding it and draping it on a chair.

He smiled at his pretty naked girl. She had goosebumps and perked nipples and he couldn’t resist touching her neck. “You’re such a good girl for, Daddy. Now climb up onto the bed, hands and knees down.”

She minded him quickly, crawling on all fours to the center of his bed, and turned her head to watch him as he dug into his suitcase.

Rope.

“Did you use the bathroom already? Peed and everything?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He kneed up to the bed next to her and pulled her arms behind her back, winding the rope around her wrists snugly, and then lifted her hips to have her ass up while her face was down into the soft bedding.

She felt his lips on her bottom before he pressed a kiss to her cunt and then to her anus. She felt the cool wetness of the lube as he smeared it over both her holes, “Gonna plug you up, okay? Relax…” he pressed an anal plug at her back entrance and she did as he said, relaxing her muscles as he pushed it into her small opening, securing it in place with a final little twist once it was inside.

“And before I leave I’m gonna fill you with my come and then I’ll plug your pussy up, make you keep it inside until I return after dinner. Okay?” He checked with her, knowing she’d say yes but still enjoying her little squeaks of compliance.

Harry undid his buckle and quickly pulled his pants down. He didn’t have much time to waste. They were due to meet out front in less than 15 minutes. He stroked himself with the lube and got his cock nice and hard as he enjoyed the site of her spread out for him with her ass in the air.

“Ready for Daddy’s cock, baby?” He pressed his tip to her entrance.

“Yes,” she cooed, “Please Daddy. Use my hole for your come.”

Harry pumped the base of his cock as he pressed in until he had both hands at her hips and he was bottomed out.

“This is gonna be really fast because I’ve got to go, but I need you to stay quiet or else you don’t get to have my come. Understand?” He asked her as he drew his dick out to tip and slowly pressed back in, repeating his strokes so she would open up and begin to wet him naturally. The lube helped, but he loved when she was wet for him.

“Yes. I promise to keep quiet.”

At that Harry began to pound into her quickly, feeling his cock stimulated by the little plug inside of her as he slid into the hilt and backed out, thwacking himself into her harshly.

He had to bite his lip not to moan. She felt so delicious around him and the plug was just intensifying how tight she already was.

She grunted as quietly as possible each time his hips smacked into her. With his long, thick cock moving inside of her, it was nudging into the plug in her ass and it made her clench and get wetter and wetter. It felt so good being fucked in her cunt while her ass was plugged.

But he came so fast. She felt him pulsing and throbbing in her as he quietly groaned and squeezed her hips. She sighed at the feel of his come being stuffed into her. She loved being filled with him.

Harry panted as he rammed himself once more inside of her deeply before giving her a light swat, “There we go. Just needed to get off with my little fuck hole or I was going to explode,” he spoke quietly as he pulled out.

She felt him spread her legs and then press the squishy silicone of the plug to her pussy. It was lightweight and shaped so that it wouldn’t come out easily. Once it was pressed inside and secured Harry lifted her by the back of her neck and kissed her, “Stay right here for me. I’ll be back in less than 3 hours. Take a nap. Here,” he helped her onto her side so she could lie down more comfortably.

She smiled at him and already felt herself getting sleepy. She didn’t get to come but she was satisfied being stuffed with his.

Harry left her locked in his room and feeling lighter after having just orgasmed and he wasn’t even late to meet Sean at the front of the hotel to get their car. And as delicious as the dinner was he couldn’t stop thinking about Y/n waiting for him the whole time. He wondered if she’d sleep or if she’d get thirty (he had left her an open bottle of water with a straw in it on the bedside table. Or if she was getting herself all wound up and desperate for him as the minutes went by.

Once the bill was paid Sean and Harry got into the back of the car to have their driver take them back to the hotel, “Let’s go get a drink somewhere.” Sean suggested.

Harry would have if he didn’t have Y/n with her hands tied behind her back and plugged up, waiting for him, “Not tonight. I’m exhausted with the trip here and everything. Maybe tomorrow night.”

“Really? You don’t want to get a drink with me because you’re exhausted?” He didn’t seem like he was buying Harry’s excuse.

Nodding his head he doubled down, “Really. I’m just ready to call it a night.”

Sean nodded and Harry could see he looked like he wanted to say something but was holding back.

“What? You don’t believe me?”

Sean laughed and grinned, “I don’t know. This doesn’t have anything to do with that cute intern does it?”

“Of course it doesn’t. You know the arrangement I have with Romy. I’m getting what I need within her boundaries and our intern doesn’t have anything to do with that.” He lied.

Sean knew all about the agreement Harry had with his wife. He was his best friend after all. Sure they were work partners too, but it was always friends first so he knew everything about what Harry and Romy were going through.

“Okay. Just asking. I believe you.”

Harry nodded. The guilt he felt about lying was slowly fading away every time he did it. He trusted Sean but he didn’t need to know to know everything.

Y/n was wiggling the slightest when Harry walked back into his room. His pretty girl was facing the door with her arms behind her back. Her pupils were wide and dark over her eyes. He could see she was a bit of a mess.

He sat down next to her and smoothed his palm over her hip, “Are you okay, baby? How are your little holes?”

She let out a little breath, “I need you, Daddy. I want you inside of me. Please.”

His grin was proud. She was plugged in both holes and her hips were swaying gently as she lifted her thigh to show him, “Please, Daddy,” she let out a shattered moan.

“Oh, baby. Look at you,” He moved his fingers to rub at her clit and she closed her eyes and gasped lightly.

“Yesss… thank you…” Her words were breathy.

Her clit was slippery but the plug in her pussy was keeping most of her arousal inside. As well as his come from earlier. He gently manipulated her clit, pressing into it and stroking it back and forth with light pressure as she panted and writhed into his hand, her eyes on him.

“There you go. A little relief for my sweet girl. Feels good doesn’t it?” He took his fingers away and walked to the opposite side of the bed behind her to undo her wrists. He knew they must be sore. She watched him over her shoulder with rounded eyes. Still wanting more.

He laughed when he saw her pained look, “Don’t worry. I’ll give you Daddy’s cock soon. Just need to get you comfy first before I put you in a different position. Okay?”

She grumped with a small pout as she turned away. She knew he would take care of her but she was aching. The pussy plug was smushed into her g-spot and every time she shifted her hips she could feel it pressing into it and it was driving her insane. Not to mention the way the butt plug was filling her anus and making her ass tingle in the best way.

Harry rolled her to her back and grasped her chin, turning her face toward him, “Don’t fuss at me. I’m here to put you out of your misery. Unless you’d rather just suck me off and we’ll be done for the night. You get nothing.”

She shook her head, “No. I need it. I’m so… it hurts, Daddy,” she exaggerated. It didn’t actually hurt. But it was achy and she wanted to come so bad her tummy was twisting and she was trembling.

Harry spread her legs apart and looked at the plugs filling her holes before he stood from the bed to take his belt off, “I don’t believe that it hurts, Y/n. I think you’re being dramatic. Would you like it to hurt?” He asked in that mocking way that made her skin glow hot. “I can make it hurt for you if you want.”

He leaned over her with the belt in his hand as she watched him wrap the leather around his fist, leaving the end to drape over her hip as he dragged it up over her tits.

She was so frustrated. She just wanted relief. Her body was vibrating with need and she was so close she knew she’d come if he just kept his fingers on her clit for one minute. She’d be done for. But he was teasing her instead. She cried in frustration, “Please! I need to come!”

Harry grinned and pushed her to her tummy as he straddled the back of her knees to keep her from wiggling too much.

“I don’t like having you cry at me so loudly. You’re being a bit of a brat for Daddy. If you’d just been sweet I’d have let you come on fingers. I know that felt so good on your aching button, didn’t it?”

She nodded into the comforter and turned her head, “It felt so good. I want it. Please.”

He landed the first strike of his leather belt across her cheeks and she yelped, “And how does it feel to be spanked instead?”

She caught her breath and swallowed, “Hurts.”

He gave her another swat and she groaned and arched her back, trying to move away but she was pinned down. “That’s right. See this hurts,” he did it again, leaving behind a mark from the belt across her skin, “Waiting to have your clit rub doesn’t hurt. Isn’t that right?”

She sucked in a sharp breath, “Sorry. You’re right. Sorry, Daddy.” She rushed her words out.

Harry dropped the belt to the floor and removed his shirt as he kept his eyes on her, standing next to the bed, “Get up. Take my pants off for me.”

She shimmed herself around and tried not to put her bottom onto the comforter where her bum was sore before she stood to her feet and bent to quickly undo his pants at his direction.

She’d gotten really good at removing him from his pants. Far better than Romy had ever been. With his wife, she dawdled too much. Y/n never dawdled. She was eager. Desperate. And that’s exactly what he wanted.

She pulled the fabric of his brushed wool pants down his legs and looked up at him as she placed her fingers into the waistband of his underwear, “Can I take these off too, please?”

He loved when she said please. Loved that she wanted him so badly. It fed his ego to be so desired. But mostly he loved it because he wanted her just as badly. He’d really started feeling like she was more than just an arrangement. Y/n was something very special to him.

With Harry’s nod Y/n quickly pulled his underwear down his legs and helped him step out of them before she sat back onto her haunches in front of him, looking up at him from her position on the floor.

She could tell he was pleased with her. Despite his little correction, she knew he enjoyed it.

“On the bed, spread your legs.” Harry instructed.

Y/n stood up and sat onto the mattress and spread her legs. Harry stepped toward her and grasped the soft underside of her knees and lifted so that her feet were pressed into the mattress. He spread her legs apart more and thumbed at her clit.

Y/n bit her lip and watched Harry’s eyes as he focused on her pussy and his thumb.

“Messy. Does this feel good inside of you, Y/n? Made you all swollen and puffy for me didn’t it?”

She nodded, “Yes, Daddy. But not as good as you feel inside of me.”

Harry pulled his lips into his mouth to suppress his grin as he looked at his pretty girl, “Is that right? Well I am technically inside of you right now aren’t I?” He teased as he continued to stroke her clit.

She moaned softly and nodded.

“Yes. You’re all full of my come still. And when I take this plug out it’s gonna weep out of your little hole isn’t it?”

Another quick nod of her head as she began to pant. She was going to come. His thumb on her felt too good.

“Daddy…” she whined and pressed her thighs together just enough to indicate what was about to happen, “Can I come, please? Oh!”

Harry chuckled at her desperation as he continued rubbing her, “Go ahead, sweetheart.” He held one of her thighs tight to keep her in place.

Y/n’s eyes rounded out and her mouth dropped open wide as she watched Harry’s face, her orgasm rushing quickly through her veins. With a gently buck of her hips into his hand she gasped and threw her head back.

She knew to keep quiet but it was hard.

Her small squeaks and moans and the view Harry had of her had finished the job of making his cock swell. The toys peeking out from her ass and her pussy were pulsing with her orgasm and somehow she was so wet that she dripped, despite being plugged up.

“Good girl. Being so polite and quiet while you let go with all my come deep inside of you. Feels good to orgasm with my come in there doesn’t it?”

She couldn’t answer him. She was too busy trying to keep her voice down and get through her much-needed orgasm. She clamped around the spongy soft pussy plug and even her anus was quivering.

Harry released her thigh and began to stroke himself as he helped her lie to her back, keeping her bottom close to the edge of the bed as he was still standing.

She was heaving and hot and wiggly as he began to pull at the toy in her pussy. He watched as she stretched around it and her arousal clung to it in strings as it was placed on the bed. He peered down at her pretty hole and thrusted a finger inside then pulling it out to see his come finally run out a little. But he wanted his come to stay inside of her so he grapsed the back of her knees and pressed her thighs to her chest and angled himself above her, his cock pushing into her muscle quickly and deeply.

They both moaned in unison. Harry had needed that. He’d been imagining it all dinner and now he was finally going to have his girl and take his time with her, make her come on his cock like she deserved. Like he deserved.

Harry’s long shaft felt so good moving inside of her. The spongy toy was nice and filling, but it was soft and didn’t move unless she shifted into certain positions. She loved the hardness of him and how deep and heavy it felt. His cockhead stroked her g-spot satisfyingly.

He watched his engorged dick disappear inside of her, coated with her cream and his come. Repeated thrusts punched into her guts made her grunt and groan.

When he pulled out, keeping his dark pink tip pressed to her hole he moaned as he watched more of his come drip out and down to her ass, making a path around the plug and disappearing under her bum as he painted his cock through her sopping crease to collect a little come before plunging himself back in, fucking his own come back into her.

“Stuffed with Daddy’s come and his cock, baby. Feel better now? This what you needed?” He panted his words as he rocked into her in harsh thuds, wet skin colliding.

She grunted a yes and yelped when he ground himself down into her and she felt him in her cervix, nudging in so close to her uterus.

Y/n was spinning and free-falling. Her knees pressed into her chest and Harry’s breathing and the sound of her creamy pussy getting fucked… And the way he felt inside of her… She was in heaven. All she needed was him doing with her what he wanted.

He couldn’t get over how good she always felt. He sometimes wondered if it was just because it was Y/n. Because it was his girl, and that’s why she felt so good around him. Her pussy was always wet for him, always gripped him perfectly, and made his cock feel like it had found its true home. He hated comparing her to Romy but he couldn’t help it. Because he was starting to resent his wife and Y/n was growing more and more important to him. Everything about her was better, he concluded. Not just her pussy and her mouth. But Y/n was better. They fit so well together in every way.

“Gonna take another one of Daddy’s loads, Y/n?”

She breathed a yes and clung to the blankets for leverage as he hammered into her.

“I know you will. But I need you to come first. Give me another,” his balls were already squeezing and cock was throbbing inside of her, precome mixing with his earlier orgasm inside of her.

Y/n wasn’t sure she could come again. She was wiped out. And in that particular position, her clit was neglected completely so it would take a lot longer for her to get close enough.

But of course Harry knew this. Because he’d really gotten to know Y/n’s body over their short time together. They’d done a lot of fucking since he propositioned her so it wasn’t hard to figure out all her little spots and what she needed.

He pulled out and released her legs, “Roll over honey, hands and knees.”

Y/n pushed herself to her side and got up to her hands and knees, ass in the air, the little plug sparkling at Harry.

He smacked her right cheek and then her left before gripping her hips to position her the way he wanted. He kept himself standing as he pulled her cheeks apart and twisted the anal toy, making her jolt slightly.

Harry grinned as he picked his belt up from the ground and returned to his spot. He leaned over her back and wrapped the belt around her neck, looping the end through the buckle for a makeshift leash until it was just tight enough.

He took one of her hands and pulled it up to her core, “Rub your messy pussy while I fuck it.”

His voice was deep and severe. Y/n began to finger at her clit as Harry gripped the belt in his hand and pulled to keep her neck back for him. Carefully, he pushed back into her pussy and hissed. He was sensitive and aching but her warm, slick walls greeted him with relief.

Y/n choked out a moan when she felt Harry begin to glide through her walls and his fingers dug into her hips. The belt around her neck wasn’t as tight as the collar he’d gotten her, but it did squeeze around her neck with a slight pinch that she loved.

When Harry pulled out to grab the belt it gave him a break so he knew he’d be able to last longer until she could finally come. He wanted to feel her pulsating and clenching around him in her orgasm as he came inside of her. There was nothing better in the world than to be in the throws of ecstasy while a warm, wet pussy was fluttering around his cock and milking him of everything.

But his reprieve and the small break did little good. He was on edge nearly immediately upon thrusting into her.

Y/n felt her limbs start to quiver slightly and her pussy just felt so good she could die. That would be the way to go too. With Harry’s dick deep inside of her and drool down her face? Yeah. She’d lived a good life. And that was in part due to the man railing her to death at that moment. Death by cock. Happily.

The belt was pulled back a couple of inches and Y/n’s neck with it. Harry leaned over her back, one fist holding the end of the belt and his other in the mattress right next to your hand, his arm aligned over yours. He pushed in deep and continued to thrust inward, “Hear that, baby?” The slower swing of his hips as his cock inched in and inched back, spreading your dripping cunt apart sounded like an audio porn. You knew you were wet, you always were for Harry, but having him fuck into you not only being aroused and wet but having his last release still inside of you was extra messy. And extra hot so you were both moaning and panting together.

“Yes, Daddy. Sounds like you’re fucking me really good.”

“Yeah? You like getting fucked really good, Y/n?”

“Yes, Daddy!”

Harry stood back up and began to roll his hips into her at a hungrier pace. Y/n was doing everything in her power to keep her volume down as she started to come. With her neck pulled back slightly it felt like she had almost no control. That Harry called the shots. Which had always been the case but the physical act of having his leather belt used to spank her and then wrap around her neck like a leash and collar made her feel unhindered.

When he felt her begin to spasm around him he released the collar and covered her mouth. Her feminine groans were getting louder and louder. He wasn’t sure she even realized it. He gasped at the feeling of being squeezed by her, “So fucking dirty, baby.” Harry’s thrusts became erratic, the jolted motion stunted as he felt the heat of his own end uncoil.

“Fuck, baby…” Harry released into her, his cock throbbing so hard she could feel it inside.

He kept his hips glued to hers as he removed his palm from her mouth and could hear her heavy breaths mixed with his own.

Gently pulling himself out he spread her pussy lips and watched drop after drop gush from her. He kissed her bottom, all the spots where there were small marks from the belt, and then placed a hand on her anal plug, “I’m gonna take this out now, okay?”

Y/n was already melting into the mattress. She was trying her best to stay on her hands and knees but her face and shoulders were already down on the bed, “Okay, Daddy.”

The moment she felt the plug gone she also felt Harry’s absence. She blinked her eyes and lay on her side when heard the tub water running. A few moments after, Harry leaned over her and placed one arm behind the bend of her knees and his other behind her upper back and tilted her into his arms to bring her to the bathroom.

She was used to the routine by now. He’d kiss the bruises or spots where she was spanked and then run her a warm bath. He’d usually give her something to drink and sit behind her in the tub, run his hands over her limbs, and talk about whatever topic felt right in the moment (last time it was about a dog that Harry used to have as a kid) until the water turned tepid and he’d help her out and towel her off and carry her to bed where she’d sleep like a baby.

“Lavender okay?” Harry asked as he lifted up the glass jar of salts after sitting her in the warm tub.

“I love lavender,” Y/n smiled and watched him sprinkle white flakes into the tub before finally climbing in behind her and pulling her back flush against his chest. Y/n leaned her head back into Harry’s clavicle.

“You were so good for me, Y/n. Can you handle another day of that for me tomorrow?”

She nodded with a small smile on her face, eyes closed, “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl. It’ll be a longer day tomorrow. More meetings. I’ll come back between to see you,” he kissed her temple.”

“Sounds perfect.”

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Request for Anon (yandere hybrid TBZ) 9.2k, yandere, hybrids, rich girl reader, voyeurism, creep behavior, possessiveness, manipulation, drugs, sedatives, aphrodisiac, betrayal, smut, non-con, dub-con, mentions of heat and rut cycles, fingering, oral: female receiving, claws, overstimulation, mind break, double penetration, cream pie, handjob, aftercare, implied murder (@starillusion13)

“Can I go with you? Pretty please?!”

“Eric.” You chuckled. “You know I can’t be taking you out with me.”

“Please, I’ll behave, I promise.”

“I know you would, but it’s not about that. My Eric is a very special hybrid, a rare breed. If I take you out in public you’d attract all kinds of attention and I don’t like sharing.”

“That’s not my fault.”

“Of course not. Although taking one of you out is also unfair to the rest, so it’s best you all stay home where I know you’re safe and sound.”

“Hmph.” Eric pouted. “This is ridiculous.”

“I won’t be gone too long. I’m just meeting up with friends and doing a bit of shopping, that’s all. I’ll be back before you know it.”

You playfully ruffled up Eric’s hair, careful of his cute round ears. That seemed to wipe away the pout and bring a smile to his face, but he was quick to correct himself. You had been with them long enough not to fall for their traps, so he couldn’t do anything to change your mind.

“Sangyeon!” You called out for the oldest hybrid. “Can you come here for a moment.”

“Yes?”

“As you know, you’re in charge while I’m gone. You know where everyone’s food is, and I’ll be back before dinner.”

“We’ll be alright in the meantime.”

“Good. Stay out of trouble.”

“Well will.”

“Alright. I’m off, bye-bye.”

You placed a chaste kiss on Eric’s cheek, doing the same for Sangyeon before stepping out. The two waved you off, although as soon as the door was closed Eric was racing up the stairs. A second later Sangyeon is following behind him, knowing exactly where he was running off to and the trouble he might cause.

“Eric! You better not do what I think you’re gonna do!” Sangyeon yelled at the maknae. “Gosh, I hate his cheetah half.”

As expected Sangyeon found Eric in your room, specifically your closet where you kept your hamper of dirty clothes. Which were now splayed out on the floor with Eric rolling around in it and smelling them. The surprising part was that Eric wasn’t alone. Apparently Juyeon and Haknyeon had been waiting for your departure in order to go through your dirty laundry as well. Sangyeon sighed, and his presence made all three freeze.

“You guys are unbelievable, and gross.”

“Pajama shirt?” Haknyeon offered shyly. “It’s from this morning…”

“This house is full of her scent, you don’t need to go through her dirty laundry like this!”

“But it’s nice.” Juyeon counted. “Her raw scent is amazing. You know when she goes out and stuff she has creams and perfume on. It masks her real scent.”

“Regardless, since you made a mess I expect you to clean up.”

“We will.”

“I mean doing her laundry and washing her floors. This room better be spotless before she gets back.”

“Fine.” Eric groaned. “We’ll clean her room.”

“And no loose fur left behind.”

“We know.”

“Y’all better shower too.”

“No way! Her scent-”

“Eric.”

“Fine, fine… we’ll shower too…”

“Then you may continue, weirdos.”

Sangyeon shut the door behind him, leaving the trio to be weird in private. He went back downstairs, going into the living room and seeing Jacob and Younghoon at the window, watching you drive off and leave. He joined the two in quiet observation until your car was out of sight.

“There’s nothing good out there.” Younghoon growled. “It’s better she stay home with us. We need to find some way to keep her close.”

“We’ll figure something out.” Sangyeon assured. “Just be patient.”

“You say that everyday.”

“And you haven’t made any suggestions either.”

“Don’t fight.” Jacob cut in. “There’s no reason for us to cause conflict with each other. We need to work together.”

“The others don’t seem to share in our concerns.” Younghoon mentioned. “So we’re not all working together.”

“Let them have their fun.” Sangyeon remarked. “They wouldn’t oppose us if they knew, besides, they keep y/n from getting suspicious. Come on, with her gone we can tidy-up the house without issue. We all have our chores. The little kittens are dealing with y/n’s room today.”

“Are they rolling around in y/n’s dirty clothes again?” Jacob asked.

“You know it.”

“I swear if they rip something we’re all gonna be in trouble. Especially the guilty party.”

“Maybe we should declaw them.” Younghoon commented. “That should keep them out of trouble.”

“And maybe we do the same to you while we’re at it.”

“Enough.” Sangyeon snapped. “Let’s go, the house won’t clean itself.”

You did have maids to clean the house, but Sangyeon suggested helping out, that way they don’t all feel like such lazy freeloaders. You allowed it, but only every now and then. The boys all had chores, and Sangyeon would go around making sure everyone completed theirs. Around lunchtime he went to the pantry to gather everyone’s food. They were all different types of hybrids and had special diets. As the oldest Sangyeon was in charge of the others, it also helped that he was a lion hybrid, a natural leader of the animal kingdom.

At lunchtime everyone was called down and they all ate together while watching TV. With chores done they could just unwind and wait for you to get home. The house was big enough to provide them with many activities, both human and creature ones. Although a few of them did prefer a nice nap in the evening. Once you returned word got around the house and everyone was at the front door waiting to welcome you home.

“Guys, I’m-!”

You barely got a word out before you were embraced by multiple hybrids. You should be used to the welcome home ambush by now, yet it always surprised you. Laughter escaped your lips and you hugged back those nearest to you, placing kisses on heads as you greeted them too.

“Hi, hi, I’m home, did you guys miss me?”

“Always!”

“Did you behave?”

“ Of course!”

After everyone got their hugs and kisses you could move past the front entryway, going up to your room and settling down. They all wanted to follow you, but they knew it wasn’t good to crowd you, so they held back, at least most did, a few did go up with you.

“So, how was your day?”

Kevin jumped on your bed as he asked his question, getting shoved to the side by Sunwoo a moment later.

“Did you buy me something?” Sunwoo joked. “I should have a collar.”

“Or a trash bin.” Kevin chuckled.

“Ya! I’m a domesticated raccoon, they do exist in the world!”

“In zoos.”

“Just like deers!”

“Except deers can roam free in the zoo, you trash diggers need to be caged.”

“Ya!”

The two were soon tussling on the bed. Sunwoo yanking on Kevin’s cute little antlers, while Kevin was yanking on Sunwoo’s tale. You let them go at it for a while before you separated them, telling them not to fight and apologize to one another. You knew they all got along well, but sometimes they clashed on such trivial things.

“I thought you promised to stay out of trouble.”

“Nobody got seriously hurt…”

“As if either of you aren’t licking your wounds.”

“It’s fine… but how was your day anyway?”

“Fun. Got to catch up with the girls and eat at one of my favorite places. Although I’m very happy to be home with my hybrids.”

“We missed you a lot too.”

You eventually went back down with the two, preparing dinner. Everyone gathered together to eat, watching a drama until late into the night. You excused yourself first, needing to shower and unwind a bit before bed. Of course the boys gave you some privacy, but a few like to sit outside the door and just listen. No one dared to open the door, it was locked either way. You were always greeted with big smiles after a shower, your boys excited for bed. Even though they each had their own room, when it came to sleeping, they all preferred your bedroom. For that reason your bed was huge, about three king sizes put together.

The boys fought over who got to sleep at your side, although it was really all for show. They had their schedule so things were done fairly, but you let them have their fights, it was good for them. Before bed though you had a little chat with Sangyeon, asking about the day and if the others had behaved. Sangyeon did well to keep everyone in line, so you trusted him when it came to the well being of the others. With that settled you returned to your room, happy to crawl into bed, going to your place in the center. You were met with lots of warm cuddles and slowly you began to drift off into sleep. With your hybrids you knew you were always safe.

🖤

“As beautiful as it is to watch, it pains me that I can’t touch.”

Late into the night some hybrids were awake, a fit of insomnia, or late night snacks. Although many enjoyed the view. Chanhee absolutely adored watching you sleep. You were so peaceful and cute, he just wanted to squeeze you so tight, but he had to show restraint. The others also knew this and kept an eye on him as well. No one was allowed to disturb your sleep.

“Easy, Chanhee.” Younghoon growled lowly. “You’re not in heat, are you?”

“Don’t remind him.” Changmin chuckled. “A bunny in heat is a nightmare.”

“I’m taking my meds.” Chanhee huffed. “What about you, wolf boy?”

“I could fuck her better than you.” Younghoon hissed. “With or without a rut.”

“Let’s not talk about this while she’s sleeping right in front of us.” Hyunjae stated. “If she were to hear any of this-”

“We’d handle it.”

“You always say that. When are we actually gonna-”

“Patience.” Jacob reminded. “We’ll have our chance soon enough.”

“But when?”

“Soon.”

🖤

Every morning you’d wake up with someone different at your side from who you went to bed with. There were also less hybrids in the room. Many of them were morning creatures, and you couldn’t blame them. It was well past breakfast by the time you woke up, and you had to drag a few of your hybrids out of bed. By the time you made it to the dining room, breakfast was served. You sat at your usual place, greeting all your boys. This was your normal life, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You were the only daughter of a powerful family, the youngest of two children, so you had things pretty easy. Or at least that’s how everyone saw things. Your older brother was the chaebol, the one to inherit everything. So your family never burdened you with any sort of responsibilities related to the company. They just spoiled you and made sure you had everything you could ever need. Even as you got older and could understand things better, you weren’t allowed to deal with the company. You thought maybe your brother would want your help, but he refused you too. You were alone and that led to all your hybrids.

They were all a gift, from you to yourself. You had all this money, and you didn’t want to be alone anymore. So you got yourself all sorts of hybrids. There were the rare breeds like Changmin, your energetic kangaroo, and Hyunjae, your precious bear. Of course you had to have your felines, a powerful lion like Sangyeon, a badass puma like Juyeon, your speedster cheetah Eric, and your adorable siamese kitty Haknyeon. Not all your boys needed to be rare and exotic so you got some more domestic ones. Like your fluffy bunny, Chanhee, and cute golden retriever, Jacob. Although you never seemed to have enough and wanted just a little more variety. That’s when you decided to get your beautiful wolf, Younghoon, your wonderful deer, Kevin, and your amazing raccoon, Sunwoo. They were your family, and that’s all you could ever ask for.

Most of your days were spent doing as you pleased with your boys, only going out to meet up with friends. Your parents called every now and then, but rarely visited. Your brother would come check on you once in a while, but you know he probably did so to keep up appearances. You stopped asking about the family business, and caring, a long time ago. So you kept to yourself at home most of the time. You didn’t mind this at all, plenty of things to do so you didn’t have to bother with the rest of the world. When you were expecting guests you’d prepare accordingly. So when there was a sudden knock on your door one day, you were quiet intrigued, as were your hybrids.

“Hello…?”

Since you didn’t get many guests, especially uninvited ones, you only opened the door a bit, peeking out and seeing a gentleman standing before you. He had a soft smile and offered a polite wave.

“Hi. I’m looking for y/n, this is her house, right?”

“… why…”

“I’m a friend of her brothers. He speaks very highly of her, and I wanted to meet her for myself.”

“He… he does…?”

“Could I come inside? I’d really like to speak with her. Oh, my name is Jayson by the way.”

“Ah…”

“So can I come in?”

“Sure… sure…”

You slowly opened the door, inviting this new guest in. Your hybrids gave the stranger looks, clearly not liking the idea, but holding their tongue for now. You showed your guest to the living room, excusing yourself for a moment to dress in more appropriate clothes. Some of your hybrids stuck around, keeping an eye on this Jayson guy, others followed you up.

“Why did you let him in?” Hyunjae asked. “What if he’s lying?”

“He’s not. I recognize the name, and face now. His family is close to mine… at least that’s what I heard. He and my brother have worked on things together before, but I really don’t understand why he’s here.”

“All the more reason to be cautious.” Kevin added. “Perhaps you should tell your brother about this. He-”

“If my brother knew about this he would have called to inform me.”

“Doesn’t that make this strange then? He just showed up out of the blue and-”

“He’s my guest… my guest… not my friends, or my brother checking up on me to keep me out of trouble. Someone came all the way here just to see me… I’m not gonna make them leave…”

“Ah… I see…” Jacob mumbled. “We’ll behave…”

“Thank you.”

The boys stopped outside your room, letting you change in peace. They headed back down to meet up with the others.

“What did she say?” Sunwoo asked.

“He’s not leaving anytime soon.”

“What!? Why! We’re supposed to let some random guy hang around y/n, our y/n!”

“Sunwoo, please calm down.” Jacob hissed. “We have to behave. This guy is her guest and-”

“Why does she even want a guest?” Chanhee questioned. “We’re all she needs, aren’t we?”

“It’s cause he’s human.” Kevin stated. “He’s human, and he came all the way to see her. Nobody sent him, he’s here cause he wants to be. He’s probably the first person who’s actually shown any interest in her, a human that is.”

“Are… are we not enough…” Haknyeon mumbled. “We’re not enough for her.”

“That’s not what’s going on here.” Younghoon assured. “She’s just excited that someone wants to be around her.”

“But-”

“She sees us differently.” Sangyeon spoke up. “Unlike this guest of hers, she brought us here. She wants us here, but she hasn’t really figured out the fact that we want to be here too.”

“Then let’s tell her.” Juyeon suggested. “Tell her we’re not just here cause we’re her hybrids, but because we like her and-”

“We are doing no such thing. Everyone is to be on their best behavior and let y/n enjoy the company of her new guest. It won’t last long anyway…”

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t like him… but y/n’s the boss… and she has to learn things for herself.”

🖤

You felt a bit silly when you introduced yourself, but Jayson was quick to apologize for not recognizing you. At first the two of you were stumbling over each other, but you eventually managed to settle down, offering him some tea. The two of you got to chatting. He told you about his company, and asked about your hobbies. Although as you talked you were well aware of your boys just out of sight, peeking into the living room, pouts on their faces with fluffy ears down. You did apologize for them, letting Jayson know they were just anxious and protective.

The two of you basically spent the day together, and by the end of it Jayson asked if it would be alright to see you again. You happily accepted his request, eager for your next meet up. Once he was gone your hybrids immediately jumped on you, wanting to get that guy’s scent off you, and get all your love and affection back. They were glad to see you smile and laugh, it was just annoying that it wasn’t them providing it. At most they thought you made a new friend, but it only got worse. This Jayson came by a few more times, and then he decided to take you out.

“A… a date…?”

“One day won’t hurt.” You giggled. “He just wants to take me out to dinner and a show.”

“Dinner?” Changmin questioned. “So you’re gonna be out late?”

“A bit. You’ll be fine.”

“But-”

“We can handle a night without you.” Sangyeon interrupted. “You just have fun.”

“Thanks, Sangyeon. I knew I could trust you.”

As soon as you were gone the boys were yelling at Sangyeon over his words, but he was quick to shut them up. They all had to be patient. Although he even had to admit when going out became more of a habit, he was starting to get annoyed. Still, he knew his patience would come to fruition.

“I’ll be ready in ten minutes!”

“Take your time. I did show up a little early.”

The most recent date seemed to involve spending the entire afternoon together. None of the boys were happy, but Sangyeon told them to hold their tongues. Since the two of you had gotten familiar, Jayson was allowed to roam around the house. The hybrids didn’t care to follow him around, but Sangyeon made sure to keep an eye on the intruder. Today of all days, something felt off, but he would let it play.

“One of us should have gone with her.”

“It’s a date, Eric.” Younghoon reminded. “She would never agree to it.”

“Not us, but one of the normal hybrids, like Jacob or Haknyeon. If we all agreed to it, surely she’d allow it.”

“Y/n’s happy.” Sangyeon said. “Her happiness is what we want more than anything. Now let’s eat, lunchtime.”

The boys all gathered in the dining room, eating as normal. Sangyeon brought over some lemonade, a little treat for everyone. For the moment they could all be happy, and then bodies started dropping.

“What…”

Sangyeon watched as his brothers passed out, one by one. He swirled the lemonade in his glass, staring at the others around him. He scoffed before emptying his glass.

“Interesting…”

🖤

You had grown quite fond of Jayson, enjoying his company and all the things you did together. He had taken you out to see and do many things you hadn’t before. Today had been just as incredible with a good lunch and a wonderful museum date. Jayson thought dinner back home would be best, especially as he wanted to do something for you. When you got through the front door Jayson stole a kiss, and then another, and another. You were pressed against the wall, a little out of breath when he finally stopped.

“Easy… my hybrids-”

“They won’t be a problem.”

“I-”

“Why don’t you meet me upstairs, your bedroom.”

“Uh… yeah… yeah.”

Jayson gave you another kiss before ushering you up the stairs. Your face was burning, but you scurried to your room. You were excited, your heart racing and pounding in your chest. Although that all came to a dreadful halt when you entered your room. All your boys were passed out and scattered around. The only thing that came to mind was panic.

“Boys!”

You rushed over to the nearest one, shaking them until they began to regain consciousness. A few tears were sliding down your cheeks, but you were just glad they weren’t seriously injured.

“… y/n…”

“Juyeon, are you okay!? What happened!?”

“Hm… I don’t know… everything’s fuzzy… where are we…?”

“Home, we’re home, you’re all in my room.”

“All of us…?”

“Everything’s going to be okay. I’m gonna call for help and find out what happened.”

“… y/n… behind-”

Before Juyeon could finish his sentence you felt a pinch in your arm, seeing Jayson emptying out a needle into you and then pulling it out. You yelled and grabbed your arm, looking up at Jayson in disbelief.

“What was that!? What are you doing!?”

“Just a little something to get you in the mood.”

“Huh? What are you-”

“Don’t you think it’s weird that the daughter of a major corporation lives alone with a bunch of hybrids?”

“I… I don’t-”

“She’s probably doing all kinds of weird things behind closed doors.”

“What…?”

“If something like that ever came to light, well, the family would be ruined, don’t you think?”

“What are you talking about? What… did you… did you do this to my hybrids?”

Jayson scoffed. “You really care for them, huh?”

“Why are you doing this!? Why-”

“You really don’t know anything, do you? Long story short, I’m gonna get back at your brother by whoring you out to your hybrids.”

“… wa… what…?”

“Don’t worry, I have multiple cameras set up to get all the good angles. You just have fun.”

“Wait!”

Before you could say more Jayson slammed the door shut. You scrambled to your feet and tried to follow him, but the door wouldn’t budge. You banged your fists against the door, demanding to be let out, screaming out for Jayson, but you got no response. Since this exit wasn’t an option you thought to try for the balcony doors. Although when you tried those they wouldn’t budge either. You saw the chain on the outside, along with other items used to block the doors. There was no exit available to you. At best you could hide in the bathroom and let this whole thing blowover, but when you tried the bathroom door the doorknob fell off. Dread began to overtake you as you realized you were trapped in this room.

You didn’t know what else to do, and then your eyes landed on the cameras. There were a couple set up, way out of reach, but if you could take those down you could save your dignity. You looked around to find things to throw, but there wasn’t anything strong enough to knock them down. So you resorted to climbing up your dresser trying to take it down yourself only to be hit with a dizzy spell. You lost your grip and surely would have hit your head if someone hadn’t caught you. Although the two of you did collapse to the ground. You groaned and regained your senses, seeing Sangyeon beneath you.

“I’m sorry… are you okay?”

“Hm… fine… what about you…? What were you… doing…?”

“Just… ugh… I don’t feel so good…”

“Me neither…” Sangyeon managed to sit up, grabbing his head. “What’s going on?”

“Uh… nothing… just… what happened to you guys…?”

“I’m not sure… we were having lunch and then… everyone started passing out… then I woke up here…”

“Jayson did this… but I don’t know-”

You grabbed your head, moving away from Sangyeon. You could already feel yourself getting hot and bothered, but you didn’t know what to do. Sangyeon tried to approach you but you only moved away.

“No… no, stay back…”

“Y/n… what’s wrong?”

“Nothing… just…”

“You… you smell… different…”

“I’m fine.”

“Y/n-”

“I said I’m fine!”

You stood up, intending on trying to figure out some way to barricade yourself in the bathroom, probably sit under a cold shower too, but you didn’t make it. You wound up tripping over something and falling to the ground onto your back. Next thing you knew someone was crawling on top of you, nuzzling your neck.

“You smell nice…”

“Ugh… Chanhee…? Are you okay?”

“I think so… but I feel weird…”

“Weird how…?”

“Hm…”

“Chanhee, I need you to get off.”

“No, no, let’s stay like this…”

“Chanhee, please.”

“No…”

You never liked being firm with your boys, but you were starting to worry they weren’t just sedated. You struggled but ultimately got Chanhee off of you. Although as you got on your hands and knees to stand you were suddenly pinned down, someone else on top of you. Another face was buried in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. You groaned, trying to get up, but whoever was on you wasn’t gonna move easily.

“You smell so good…”

“Younghoon… get off…”

“Please…”

“Huh?”

“Please… let me make you feel good…”

“… wa… what… Younghoon…!”

The wet lips against your neck made you shiver, causing you to freeze for a moment before you snapped back to reality. You shoved Younghoon off of you, scrambling to your feet only to scream as Younghoon grabbed your ankle. You fought him off and stumbled, only to get grabbed by another. You yelled and tried to fight, but your head was spinning. Next thing you knew you were on your bed, crawling away from the edge. When you regained your senses you saw Sangyeon at the end of the bed, gripping the bed sheets tightly.

“Sangyeon…”

“Everything’s gonna be okay… you know that… right…?”

“I… I…”

“We’ll be so good… promise…”

“… you can fight this! I know you-”

“What if we don’t want to…?”

“Huh?”

“It’s more like courage… don’t you think… courage to do what we want to do… take care of you…”

“Sangyeon… this isn’t…”

You were slowly moving away from Sangyeon, but you hadn’t registered the fact you were completely surrounded. As you moved away you were suddenly jumped from behind, two bodies seeming to pin you down as they took in your scent, nuzzling against your limbs. You tried to fight them only to feel sharp points against your skin, realizing whoever was on top of you had claws.

“Boys…”

Despite everything you managed to see two tails moving about. One was gold and fuzzy, while the other had spots and a black tip.

“Eric… your claws…”

“Hm… sorry… it just hurts…”

“Hurts? What hurts?”

“Everything… you can help… right…?”

“I need to know what’s wrong first, Eric.”

“Uh…”

“Eric-”

You yelled when your skin was nicked as Eric ripped up your clothes. You couldn’t help but squirm, making matters worse until Eric was shoved off of you.

“Be careful!” Jacob growled, glaring down at Eric. “Don’t hurt her!”

“I don’t mean to…”

“Boys, it’s okay, just- ah!”

Jacob pinned you down, burying his face in the crook of your neck, tinkling you a bit with his breather, moreso when he started licking you.

“Jacob, cut it out!”

He didn’t listen, instead finishing what Eric had started and ripping your shirt, exposing your chest. Even if you were still in a bra you tried to cover yourself only for Jacob to pin your hands above your head. He growled at you for a moment before whimpering, clearly regretting his actions. Although the peace only lasted a moment. He kept your arms pinned while he began to kiss down your chest, making you squirm.

“Jacob…”

You were trying to focus on your own escape, on needing to hide, but now that you were trapped under a warm body, you were starting to feel something else. You knew what it was, and you were trying to fight it, but it seemed you were starting to lose. As Jacob got down to your stomach you got a bit tense, squeezing your legs together, which just made him chuckle.

“You can trust me, you can trust us.”

“Us…?”

“You know what I mean.”

There was an obvious answer that you were still trying to deny. You were trying to keep quiet, but then your legs were pulled apart. You thought it was Jacob, but he was still kissing at our chest. Eric had grabbed one of your legs, careful of his claws, and on your other side you saw Hyunjae, grabbing your other leg. You tried to pull your legs free, but they weren’t going to let go. Although next thing you knew the three were sharing looks and the others kept you still as Jacob slipped you out of your pants. The moment you were exposed Eric buried his face in your crotch, rubbing his nose against your center.

You inhaled sharply, trying to move away but just making things worse. You could hear Eric moaning down there, unable to help himself as he pushed your panties aside and ran his tongue against your folds. You yelled from the cold, but could also feel yourself starting to melt into the touch. Then hands on your chest pulled up your bra to expose your breasts, massaging them, causing a moan to escape your lips. You quickly bit your lip, feeling embarrassed. Although you couldn’t hold back for long. Eric was certainly burying himself deeper, between your legs, his tongue right against your button and swirling around. You couldn’t help but whimper, starting to rock your hips into him.

“There’s a good girl.” Hyunjae cooed. “Very good.”

You couldn’t think straight anymore, your mind focusing more on the sensations around your body. It all felt so nice, and there wasn’t much logic left to combat the drugs in your system. Despite the heat all over your body you felt this little bundle down below building and building. You tried to free your arms, unsure if you’d stop Eric or push him down, but either way Jacob and Hyunjae kept you pinned until Eric was done with you. Your breathing became uneven and you could only moan as an orgasm washed over you, causing you to squeeze Eric’s face between your thighs, which he did not mind at all. Even as you came on his tongue he kept pleasuring you, wanting to make you squirm and moan, pushing you to the edge as you were so sensitive in the moment.

“So fucken good.” Eric purred. “Tastes divine.”

“My turn!”

Eric had his head pulled back by his hair as Chanhee shoved him aside. Eric hissed, ripping off your panties for himself before letting go. You yelled from his actions, getting a slight nick from his claws, but you didn’t focus on that for long before Chanhee was on top of you, a powerful spark in his eyes. You felt nervous for a moment before he snuggled against you, shoving the other two away. For a moment you thought Chanhee wouldn’t do anything, but you were very wrong. Once Chanhee was comfortable he pressed kisses against your neck, one hand dipping between your legs and rubbing up and down your folds, teasing your sensitive area. He figured it was messy enough to push a finger into you, and then another.

You whimpered, feeling something different and new. Chanhee was happy with your reaction, glad it wouldn’t take too long to prep you. Since you were still recovering from your first orgasm you couldn’t do much to fight back and stop him. The pleasurable feeling was more important, and you didn’t really want it to end. The third finger gave Chanhee access to your sweet spot, making you mewl, sending sparks across your body. You knew where this was going, but you were rather eager than concerned. Chanhee eventually switched hands, using the one coated in your juices to stroke himself while the other picked up where he left off. He could make himself cum like this alone, but he wanted to feel you from the inside.

When he felt he was close he slowed down taking a breath before getting on top of you. Of course you whimpered once he removed his fingers, but he was quick to fill you up. He couldn’t contain himself, as soon as the tip was inside he pushed in all the way. You let out a ragged moan, your mouth hanging open in ecstasy as you felt him stretching you open. You squirmed a bit before Chanhee took your hands in his, grounding you before he started thrusting into you. He was clearly eager and energized, moving fast and just giving you everything he had. Incoherent noises spilled from your mouth as Chanhee kept going, holding your hands tightly, grunting in your ear mixing with his breathless praise. Your whole body moved beneath him, getting kisses along your neck and face as Chanhee used you as he pleased.

That familiar heat down below started to build and you could only cry out for Chanhee to go faster. He was happy to comply, pushing you to the edge and making you shake beneath him. He watched you fondly, moaning as he felt your walls squeezing him tightly, ultimately pushing him to climax. Chahee happily spilled inside you, resting his body on top of you, nuzzling against your chest. He only had a moment of peace with you before being shoved off. Jacob had let the bunny have his time, but now it was his turn. He placed kisses all over your chest, not minding the taste of your sweat. His fingers dipped down to your center, sloshing around in the mess and eager to add to it.

You were still a bit out of it as Jacob caressed your body, but you certainly got back some sense when you felt something else pushing inside you. With no more restraints you immediately had your hands on Jacob’s shoulders, merely holding on. You already had two orgasms and weren’t at all ready for another, but he wasn’t going to be patient anymore. Jacob gave himself a moment to adjust, to let you feel him from the inside before he started moving. He was sloppy with his thrusts and kisses, wanting to mark you up and leaving a few soft bite marks here and there. It was so much, yet you embraced him, your hands wrapped around him, running your fingers along his hair, tugging on his ears. He’d whimper in your ear, softly begging for you to scratch him right behind his ear, the fluffy dog one, where it felt good.

You simply complied, trading favors, and letting Jacob push you to the edge once more. You held him tightly, whimpering as you felt your body shake and burn. As you came down you melted against your bedsheets, exhaustion washing over you. This was the first time you had three consecutive orgasms and felt that you were at your limit. Although your boys were going to push you past it. While you caught your breath, partially passing out, you felt some wet lips against your arm. Through blurry vision you could see Sunwoo peppering kisses up your arm, clearly enjoying himself. Then you felt a similar sensation along your thigh, seeing that Juyeon had crawled up on the bed. The glint in his eyes certainly made you shiver. You didn’t think you could do it anymore, but they weren’t gonna take no for an answer.

Juyeon placed a soft kiss right above your center, maintaining eye contact with you. A few words came to mind, but you couldn’t say any of them as he buried his face between your legs, sucking on your clit. His fingers were also rubbing against your folds, keeping the flame of desire alive. You whimpered as you felt Sunwoo move his lips to your chest, sucking on your breasts. The cold sensation of his mouth was welcomed, providing a bit of relief. It didn’t last long as Sunwoo was shoved off of you and Juyeon pulled you up. You only had a moment to process before you were in Juyeon’s lap with his member buried inside you. A shaky moan escaped you, squirming just making you feel every inch of him.

“You feel so good.” Juyeon purred. “Can I make you feel better?”

“… sure…”

Juyeon grinned, hands on your hips and starting to bounce you up and down. You could hear the squelching from all the fluids between your legs, feeling them dripping down and out of you as Juyeon made room for himself. You were somewhat focused on him until Sunwoo started kissing up your back, his hands reaching from behind to grope your breasts, playing with them as he pleased. He kissed down your neck, deciding to bite you ever so gently to leave a mark.

“Can I join you?” Sunwoo asked. “Do you think she can take us both?”

“I know she can.”

Juyeon stole a kiss from you, distracting you a bit as Sunwoo pressed himself closer. You felt something against your back and then moved down to your ass. For a moment you thought Sunwoo wanted to take that but he pushed you against Juyeon, wanting to join his brother in your pussy. Thanks to the others and all the fluids down there it wasn’t too difficult for him to stretch you out. You grabbed onto Juyeon, throwing your head back as you felt this incredible stretch. It took a moment to adjust, but the two just shared a look before starting to move. One of them was rubbing right against your sweet spot, making every little movement a pleasurable one. Your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head as they fucked your brains out.

It hurt but it felt so good at the same time. The heat was all over, burning but wanted. You couldn’t really tell when you climaxed as your whole body was overcome by pleasure the moment Sunwoo entered you. The orgasm just going on and on for longer than before. You were resting against Juyeon’s chest as the two kept going, using you to achieve their own pleasure. With the two inside you felt them right up against your walls, feeling the pulse as they spilled their seed inside. They kept going, wanting to drag this out as much as possible, even if you were struggling to keep your eyes open. You thought maybe you’d get a break, even if just for a moment, but the second you were laid down on bed, someone pulled you up.

“I’m gonna take care of you now.”

You were barely able to make out Changmin’s adorable smile as he crawled onto the bed. You made a pathetic attempt to crawl back but you barely had any strength to move. Changmin had a devilish look on his face as he grabbed your legs and spread them wide. It took you a second to realize he was naked, and very much eager for his turn. You didn’t need any more prep or to wait, so he just let himself in, having you take him all in one shot. You felt filthy down below, but he certainly felt good. He liked the feeling as well, moving a bit just to find your sweet spot so he could be sure to abuse it as he began to take you. Once again all you could do was moan and let him have his way. Your body was just on fire and everything felt good. His hands traveled along your body, wanting to tease you where he could.

“Changmin…”

“Yes? You like it?”

“Ah… please…”

“I got you.”

The only indication of an actual orgasm now was your body shaking and the shortness of breath. Everything just felt good, and Changmin was sure to kiss you deeply, his tongue in your mouth as he pushed you over the edge. You wanted more, you didn’t want him to go, but the boys had to share with one another. When Changmin was gone you cried for a bit before you were flipped onto your stomach, someone grabbing your hips and pulling your ass up. You felt fingers running along your fold before two digits went in, scooping out a bit of the mess you had. Then those fluids were wiped down along your back. The sudden slap on your ass certainly made you jump, but you couldn’t complain as a second later someone else was inside.

“Hold on tight, love.”

Younghoon whispered in your ear, holding your hand as he started thrusting into you. Drool spilled out the side of your mouth, moans just spilling out of you. He was big and strong, making sure you felt good. He growled in your ear, clearly pushing himself to his own limits, kissing along your neck to leave marks and nibbling on your ear. He whispered all kinds of filth, making you want him all the more. You buried your face into the sheets to scream, biting into them to not sound like a total bitch in heat. Although Younghoon was a bit gentler as he came down, rocking into you softly so the pleasure could last, even if you were kinda gone.

You did get a little bit of a break afterwards, lying on your back as Younghoon nuzzled your neck, licking at your marks. Then you felt a hand ghosting over your body, gently poking at the bruises and making you squirm. Someone laid down next to you, softly petting your head. You were half asleep, but you could make out Kevin’s face, a dopey smile on your face. He pulled you closer and got you to lay on top of him, teasing Younghoon who was whining about losing you, but his turn was up. Kevin placed soft kisses on your face, speaking softly.

“You okay?”

“Hm… I’m…”

“I know, let’s add to it.”

“Hm…”

Kevin’s hands trailed down to your hips, moving you a bit to adjust himself. Then he was slowly pushing inside of you,making you whine. He just wanted to be inside you for a while, letting you rest but still enjoying himself. Maybe you did pass out for a moment, but just having Kevin inside you wasn’t enough. You started moving your hips lightly, and Kevin took that as an invitation to take control. He happily did so, wrapping his arms around you and holding you as he thrust up into you. All you did was whimper against his ear, weakly begging for more. He was so gentle with you once he was done, peppering you with small kisses.

“I always wanted to do this. You’re wonderful.”

“Hm… I…”

“Sh. It’s okay, we know.”

“… we…”

You felt like you got some rest, just laying on top of Kevin as he remained inside of you, cuddling and petting you. Yet, it wasn’t long before you heard some whimpers, opening your eyes to see Haknyeon’s wide eyes pleading with you. A low chuckle escaped your lips and you rolled off of Kevin. Haknyeon happily crawled on top of you, resting his head against your breasts for a moment before moving down below. His fingers played with your swollen little button, seeing what noises he could get out of you. Your body was sore and you couldn’t imagine what you’d feel like when this was all over, but you lazily wrapped your arms around Haknyeon, encouraging him to take what he wanted.

Haknyeon was very eager, grabbing your arm and leading you down, asking you to get him hard. You wrapped your hand around his length, pumping him slowly, his ragged breath right against your ear. He stopped you before he came, wanting to do that inside you. He decided to take it slow, letting you feel every inch. You let out a content whine, relaxing and letting him take the lead. Haknyeon certainly did his best to move slow and keep a steady rhythm but his own desires eventually took over and he was pounding into you, making you drool again. He held you tightly and bit your shoulder as he came, rocking into you to make this last as long as possible. He was purring and licking his bite mark when Hyunjae pulled him away.

Hyunjae had been very patient thus far, letting his brothers get a turn but he was done being nice. You had no warning before he was inside you, pulling you up into his lap so he could thrust up into you, wanting to kiss your chest and see how swollen your belly had gotten from all the cum they had filled you with. You barely managed to hold onto him, collapsing into his arms as he finished inside you. He was still rocking into you when you were both pushed down, Eric coming in from behind. Hyunjae argued he already had his fun, but Eric didn’t actually get to feel you from the inside. He pushed himself right in against Hyunjae, making you cry out from the stretch once more.

Eric did all the work this time, you and Hyunjae benefiting from his movements. He didn’t mind at all. He had the speed and stamina to get another orgasm out of you, and he was certainly bragging about making you cum on his tongue and dick. You slept for a bit while sandwiched between them before they moved aside. For a moment you were left alone until you felt someone pulling you into their arms. Soft purrs filled your ears and you found yourself in Sangyeon’s embrace. You were sitting in his lap, his hands on your hips and moving down, massaging your thighs, letting your mess spill onto him. He didn’t seem to mind at all, enjoying your dazed expression, clearly so blissed out thanks to his brothers.

“I told you we’d be good.”

“… yeah… you… you…”

“Sh, it’s okay, you know we’d never do anything to hurt you.”

“… you’re good…”

“We are.” Sangyeon smiled. “And so are you.”

Sangyeon kissed you softly and deeply, then slowly moved down your neck. You whimpered, gently moving your hips. He chuckled, knowing what you wanted and rather surprised you could still beg for it. He laid you down on the bed, holding your hands as he positioned himself. He moved slowly, keeping his pace as he hit your sweet spot every time. Despite his own desires he remained consistent, wanting you to enjoy yourself above all. You didn’t mind him adding to the mess, wanting all your boys to be happy with you. This was certainly the first time you had all gotten along in such a manner.

Sangyeon did well to take care of you, encouraging you to rest because he knew the others weren’t done with you. All of you had drugs in your system, and someone like Chanhee certainly wasn’t going to be satisfied with just one round. Things were already a blur and so what came next happened in pieces for you. At some point you were off the bed, Changmin holding you against the wall as he pleasured you. Chanhee certainly didn’t mind the floor, and Sunwoo loved your wall mirror the most that night. You weren’t sure how much time had passed since everything started, but you knew that when it was all over you were snuggled between Younghoon and Chanhee, exhausted beyond your wildest imagination.

🖤

“What a mess…”

Sangyeon opened his eyes when he heard an annoying voice. After everything he and the others were passed out around the room, recovering. He looked over to see the jerk in question walking into the room with a camera, filming everything and laughing. Sangyeon growled, going unnoticed for the time being. The unwanted guest made their way over to the bed, shoving the camera in your face and snickering.

“What a show, a whore indeed.”

You weren’t fully conscious and aware of everything, but some of that seemed to register. A soft cry escaped you as you tried to pull up your blanket. That was all Sangyeon needed to act. He pounced on the bastard, getting the camera out of their hands and biting down on their shoulder. They screamed for a moment before there was a hand over their mouth, silencing them. Sangyeon looked over to see Hyunjae helping him out, the two sharing a knowing glance. You probably wouldn’t remember any of this, so they should dispose of the trash immediately. Some of the others were up too, well aware of what needed to be done.

The intruder was gagged and dragged out to be dealt with while you rested, you certainly needed it. With that problem dealt with, Sangyeon tracked down the recording, finding a laptop in your study. It was a lucky break, but at least the footage would never see the light of day. He asked some of the others to get the cameras down from your room, and to do so quietly. Although you weren’t gonna be up anytime soon. Once that was done he made sure to destroy all the cameras, burning things in the backyard as well. He was certainly tired, but the others needed to be checked on.

Your room was obviously a mess, and needed to be cleaned. Those who weren’t awake, he got up, telling them to go wash up. Although he wanted to take care of you first and foremost. You were wrapped up in Chanhee and Younghoon’s arms, probably not wanting to move. He crawled onto the bed, gently waking the other two so they’d let you go. Without meaning to, he woke you up too, startling you. Immediately you began to panic and Sangyeon grabbed your shoulders to get your attention. Once you realized it was him you calmed down, barely able to remain conscious.

“Go back to sleep, y/n, it’s okay, we’re here.”

“But… he… he might…”

“Sh, don’t worry about that. He won’t be a problem anymore, just rest.”

“Hm…”

“It’s okay, we got you.”

Even if you wanted to stay up, you certainly couldn’t in your state. Sangyeon pulled you into his arms, getting you out of bed and to the bathroom. Chanhee followed, offering to hold you and keep you warm while he ran a bath. Once the water was warm he got in and brought you with him, taking his time to clean you up. There were a lot of bruises all over, and a few scratch marks here and there, but nothing too serious. You whimpered as his hands got down between your legs, clearly sore, but he was just trying to clean you up, even if he had to do a bit of digging. While he took care of you he told the others to clean the room and take a shower themselves.

“Is she okay?”

Younghoon came into the bathroom, setting down some fresh clothes for both on the sink counter. His hair was still wet, clearly fresh out of a shower.

“She’s been sleeping the whole time. Did you guys finish cleaning her room?”

“The balcony doors are open, and the bedsheets have been changed. Everything’s been wiped down too. Some of the boys are still showering, but overall everything is clean.”

“The rest of the house?”

“We’ll get to that.”

Younghoon came over to the tub, kneeling down and reaching over to caress your cheek. They definitely went all out, and you’d need a lot of time to recover. He noticed the marks around your skin, his fingers ghosting over a few that he made.

“I’ll get some ointment.”

“She’s gonna need some soft food and water, so she can rest easy.”

“Noted. I’ll find someone for that.”

Sangyeon was careful to wash your hair, making sure not to get any soap in your eyes. Once he was done he called for Jacob to help get you out of the tub and dry you off. By then you were half awake, making it easier to dress you and get you back to bed. Chanhee was back and eager to cuddle while you slept, which Sangyeon allowed. It was best you had company. Although he made sure you ate something before he let you sleep again.

“… sangyeon…”

“Yes, are you okay?”

“… are you… okay…?”

“Yeah, yeah we… we’re sorry for what-”

“It’s not your fault… I know that… it’s okay…”

“Rest. We’ll take care of everything. I promise.”

“… just… just don’t… go…”

“We’ll always be with you.”

“You’re in my hands.” Chanhee giggled, spooning you. “I got you.”

“Hm…”

Sangyeon stayed and pet you until he was sure you were asleep before checking on the rest of the house. Things seemed to be back to normal, but it wouldn’t be the same. Once everything was done the others gathered in their favorite place, your room. Kevin and Haknyeon had crawled into bed to sleep with you, others just around.

“What are we gonna do?” Sunwoo asked.

“About what?” Eric questioned. “What are you talking about?”

“Well, all of this… that jerk and-”

“We do nothing.” Sangyeon interrupted. “Everything worked out for us, so we don’t have to worry about anything.”

“Won’t someone come looking for that guy?”

“He was planning this shit for a long time, I doubt anyone knew what he was up to. No one is gonna come looking, and y/n’s family will take care of things if something comes up.”

“What about us?” Changmin wondered. “What we did…”

“She knows we couldn’t help it, and she doesn’t blame us.”

“Still… we-”

Sangyeon chuckled. “Don’t play coy. That idiot gave us the same dosage with no care for our individual traits. I know some of you were faking. The only ones I’m sure were actually affected were Chanhee and Younghoon.”

“Are you saying-”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy yourself. Besides, now we’ve got everything we wanted.”

“How so?” Juyeon asked. “Y/n’s probably all messed up after this.”

“And we’ll take care of her. She let some human into her life despite our protests and look what happened. She’ll certainly trust our words now more than ever. I doubt she’ll be going out any time soon too. Not to mention… now she knows how good we could make her feel. She doesn’t need anyone else.”

“Was this your plan all along?” Jacob questioned.

“No. I just knew something was off about that guy and kept an eye on him. I figured whatever he was up to could work in our favor.”

“So you let him drug us and y/n?”

“It worked out didn’t it.”

“You’re crazy.”

“You’re welcome. Also.” Sangyeon pulled out a phone, one of the emergency ones from the house. “Do you wanna see what we did?”

“I thought you deleted those!?”

“All other copies, yes, but I figured we’d want to look back on our first night.”

“I wanna see!” Hyunjae cheered. “I did so good.”

Sangyeon tossed Hyunjae the phone, seeing a few others gather around, but his gaze went over to the bed, seeing you fast asleep. Younghoon came over, sitting next to Sangyeon, watching you as well.

“I guess patience does pay off.” Younghoon commented. “She’s ours now, right?”

“Absolutely.”

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cheapshrimpysheep · 4 months ago

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Happy Birthday - Jamil Viper

In celebration of Jamil's birthday, here is a list of the things I've written with him. 🐍🥳

🐍 ONESIE PARTY

SUMMARY: Ace and Deuce, with a hint from Cater and financially support from Kalim, gave you a costume made Grim onesie. And decided to throw a surprise (to only you) onesie party at Ramshackle Dorm and invite all the students you knew. Onesies were the mandatory dress code!

🐍 BROOM FLYING TUTORING

SUMMARY: How would it be if they were assigned by Coach Vargas to help you with your flying lessons?

🐍 DANCE WITH ME

SUMMARY: The fairies left without the Fairy Gala decorations. Before the students take them down the next day, he sees an opportunity in the evening to invite you to meet him at the Botanical Garden.

🐍 POTIONOLOGY TUTORING

SUMMARY: How would it be if they were assigned by Professor Crewel to help you with your potionology lessons?

🐍 BUT… WE LOST…

SUMMARY: After many games, you went to see another NRC basketball game. And this was very important. The finals! Against RSA! You, along with the other students, are there, cheering them on. But… the villains always lose in the end… They were all so angry and you went to comfort your crush.

🐍 5 LOVE LANGUAGES

SUMMARY: A person doesn’t just have one love language, but these are the ones I think would be the most predominant in each of them. In Ortho’s case, at least, this is platonic.

🐍 FIRST DATE - SCARABIA

SUMMARY: What would your first date with him be like? I know first dates might not go so well, but let’s pretend these are different. ;)

🐍 SENDING LOVE - PART 2

SUMMARY: How do they react to seeing you make a heart with your hands for them in the classroom? And how do they reciprocate you?

🐍 SPRING OF CANATHUS (AKA: They’re Babies)

SUMMARY: They drank water that ended up turning them into babies. You were in charge of taking care of them while the rest of the students go looking for the antidote. What will they be like as babies?

🐍 MEANINGFUL KISS

SUMMARY: Would they make Public Displays of Affection? If not, are they protective instead? And how do they show you how much they truly love you through their kisses?

🐍 YOU WILL STOP THE WEDDING! - JAMIL VIPER

SUMMARY: YOU were the one being kidnapped by Princess Eliza to marry her. How would he react and how would he save you? With the aggravation of he already having a crush on you.

🐍 YUU NEEDS A HUG 2

SUMMARY: What their comforting hugs are like when you’re feeling sad or under the weather? And how would they behave if you started crying in their arms?

REQUESTS:

🐍 CHEERING FOR HIM

“The boys want to invite their (freshly obtained) partner!reader to a pretty important basketball match but *circumstances* happen and they end up not saying anything to them about it. But on the day of the match their partner shows up anyway fully dressed in cheerleading attire(...)”

🐍 YUUTSUM

“What if the reader also has a tsum? Then their tsum and the tsum of the person they like keep giving signs that they like each other (…)”

If you would like to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

#Twisted Wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst fluff #Twisted Wonderland Fluff #Jamil Viper #Jamil Viper x Reader #Jamil Viper Birthday

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writingfanfiction · 7 months ago

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“Ten things I hate about you” - Chapter One

Pair: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Modern High School AU. Skinny sophomore Steve Rogers is new in school. After meeting fellow sophomore Natasha, he quickly develops a crush on her. However, Steve finds out he can’t ask her out because her dad won’t allow Natasha to date if her older sister, the senior Y/N, doesn’t date first. The only problem is: Y/N has no interest in dating whatsoever. With the help of his new friend Sam Wilson, Steve comes up with a plan to find Y/N a suitable match. The best candidate? The most dreaded senior in school, Bucky Barnes.

A/N: Loosely based on the movie of the same name.

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You weren’t usually a violent person. Far from it actually. You truly believed violence was the very last resort to deal with any issue. However, John Walker not only wasn’t someone you could reason with, but he also brought the worst in you. Which was why you had barely sat foot in school property when your knee went straight between his legs. You were sure most people wouldn’t blame you even if they didn’t know why you had attacked him. It was John Walker after all. The only problem was that Mr. Coulson wasn’t like most people, so all he saw was you kicking the school’s star running back, and he didn’t bother to learn why you had resorted to violence. “Nothing is an excuse to be violent towards a fellow student, Miss Y/L/N,” he said. And that was the reason why you were on your way to the principal’s office even before your senior year had officially started.

Right outside of Principal Hill’s office, May Parker, the principal’s secretary, sat at her desk typing away in her computer. Upon seeing you, she smiled brightly at you. “Good morning, Y/N! I see we are starting the year at full throttle,” she chuckled. May liked you, and she had said so on multiple occasions. She liked your no nonsense attitude, and believed most of the time you had good reasons to behave like you did. To her that meant that most of the time you shouldn’t have been sent to the principal’s office.

“Always a pleasure, May!” You smiled in greeting.

She adjusted her big frames at the top of her nose and asked you, “How was your summer, Y/N?”

“Oh, you know. Your ordinary teenage summer.” You shrugged.

May smiled knowingly. “I hardly think you had an ordinary teenage summer!”

You chuckled. She knew you too well! “Well, it was my ordinary summer and I’m a teenager, unfortunately, so...” You shrugged. “How was yours?”

“Good! Peter and I went to the beach for a couple of weeks.”

“I’m glad you had a good time.” You smiled at her. You were genuinely happy for May. It was good to see her managing to get back on track after the untimely death of her husband.

“Thank you, dear.” May smiled again, understanding what you left unsaid. Before she could dwell too long on sad thoughts, she continued, “Please, do be seated. Principal Hill will be with you in a moment.” She pointed to the waiting chairs, where you were surprised to find a seated Bucky Barnes.

Bucky had disappeared from school during junior year, never having returned after winter break. Multiple rumours abounded as to the why of that. They went from clearly believable possibilities to the most absurd hypotheses. You were quite sure he had neither become a hair model in Japan nor become part of some motorcycle street racing gang. You weren’t friends with Bucky Barnes, but you knew the guy pretty well not to believe the absurdities you heard through the teenage grapevine.

Bucky had been your classmate ever since kindergarten, and ever since you could remember the two of you had been competing for the title of best student in your class. You were both highly competitive, and had been trying to best each other at everything. Although he was extremely annoying to you due to your competitiveness, just as you were to him, Bucky had been a sweet, sort of golden boy until ninth grade. He had been genuinely nice to everyone, a model student and a model teenage boy. He was like a ray of sunshine, short shiny hair perfectly combed, colourfully but tastefully dressed and all smiles. He had been a star football player who had made it to the varsity team in ninth grade. Even though he had made it as a benchwarmer, no other freshman had made it to varsity. Then, something happened during summer, before sophomore year, and Bucky became this unapproachable loner who let his hair grow, wore a great deal of black and leather, and who was trying to kill himself by smoking too many cigarettes and driving a vintage Harley. After whatever had happened, to most people he was clouded in an aura of mystery that made most people afraid of him, while at the same time most girls fawned over him. The only thing that hadn’t changed, however, was his competitiveness to be the top student in your class. You never understood why. Sure, there were rumours that he was just naturally gifted and didn’t even have to study to get good grades, but you knew that wasn’t true. You were there to witness his presentations, that guy put effort in his school work.

You and Bucky had a strange relationship. While you wanted to best each other, you still didn’t really hate each other. Moreover, you were probably the only person who wasn’t afraid of him, why would you be, and you friendly bantered. There were also times when your competitive nature made you two end up together in Principal Hill’s office.

It seemed he was back from wherever, though, as for some reason he was also waiting for Principal Hill on the first day of senior year. What could he possibly have done so soon? You paid a moment’s attention to him. His already long hair seemed longer, his face had a couple of days stubble, and he looked bigger than before. But what struck you the most was the fact that he looked more man than a teenage boy now. Sure, he was eighteen, lawfully an adult, but most seniors didn’t look manly.

“Y/L/N.” Bucky said by way of greeting and nodded his head at you.

“Barnes.” You sat down next to him, dropping your backpack on the floor.

“Did you miss me?” He smiled mischievously at you and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Every single day!” You answered sarcastically in a high pitched voice and put a hand over your heart.

He laughed at that and you couldn’t help but smile. His genuine laugh had always been lovely. Not that you would ever say that out loud. Bucky continued, “What are you doing here before the first class of the school year had even taken place?”

“I could ask you the same question.”

“Yeah, but I asked you first.” He smirked.

You had no problem sharing what had happened, and you and Bucky had been in those same chairs many a time, so you just let the smirk slide and answered, “Walker.”

“Say no more!” Bucky put his hands up.

You chuckled and asked him, “How about you?”

“Walker.” He winked at you.

“Now, don’t make me wish to best you at that as well, Barnes!” You joked.

He smiled again. “I don’t know… I punched him in the face. How can you best that?” He challenged you.

You were the one smiling mischievously this time. “I kicked Walker’s genitals.” Bucky made a face and squeezed his legs together. You heard May chuckle in her desk and you sent her a smile. She also didn’t like Walker.

“You know, I concede this round. You bested me this time, Y/L/N.”

“How gracious of you!” You smiled sarcastically.

“You know, I thought you were adept of non-violence.” Bucky smirked at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He knew all about your opinions. Well, most of the school did, since you were quite vocal about them.

“Well, sometimes violence is the only way, Barnes. Like when a jerk crudely comments on your best friend’s rear.”

“The Carol Danvers wasn’t the one who kicked him in the nuts?” Bucky’s eyes were wide open.

“I was closer to him.” You shrugged.

“Of course.”

After a moment, you asked him, “How about you? Why did you punch Walker? Did he crudely comment on your ass as well?” You smirked.

“Ha. Ha.” Bucky said in a monotone. “Funny, but no. He was harassing some poor freshman in that alley at the other side of the street.”

You put both of your hands over your heart and sarcastically asked him, “The Bucky Barnes protecting the weak and oppressed?!”

Bucky shrugged. “Consider it my good deed of the year.”

“Of course.” Bucky smiled at you and, once again, you couldn’t help but smile back. At that moment, you realised you had kind of missed bantering with him.

You heard Principal Hill’s door open and you looked at it. “… And remember, anything you need, we are here for you.” She took a step out of her room and, upon seeing you and Bucky, she sighed, forgetting all about the scrawny blond boy behind her, effectively preventing him from leaving the office and making him witness your interaction. “I cannot believe this.” Principal Hill threw her arms up. “What are you two up to already? You hadn’t even had your first class of the school year, you can’t possibly have exploded the chemistry lab again!” The blond boy behind her was suddenly scared.

“We didn’t explode the chemistry lab!” You defended yourself.

“Yeah, we exploded a couple of beakers and test tubes…” Bucky shrugged.

“Maybe an Erlenmeyer flask…” You added.

Principal Hill sighed. “What are the two of you doing here?”

“We are here separately. We caused different, totally unconnected ‘problems’” You air quoted the word problems. John Walker was the real problem.

Bucky nodded and added, “Although, we are here coincidentally because of the same object in our acts of violence.” You nodded.

Principal Hill pinched the bridge of her nose. “What. Did. You. Do?”

“John Walker-” You and Bucky started in unison.

Principal Hill lifted her hand to interrupt you. “I see. You are free to go. No matter what you’ve done to Walker, I’m sure he’s also at fault.” The blond boy behind her was shocked the principal was letting trouble makers off the hook. You and Bucky smiled, grabbed your backpacks and got up.

Bucky walked to Principal Hill, and in a low tone said, “You know, Hill, I’ve turned eighteen while I was away. You know what that means, right?” He wiggled his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes. The guy really enjoyed playing with fire.

Principal Hill tilted her head and smiled at him before firmly saying, “James Buchanan Barnes, get your ass off my office before I sent you to detention on your first day back!” Bucky only chuckled.

“Goodbye May!” You waved at her on your way out.

“Always a pleasure, May!” Bucky saluted the secretary before following you.

In the hallway, your friend Carol awaited you. You opened your mouth to talk to her when you heard Bucky behind you. “I’ll see you around, Y/L/N. You won’t have it easy like you had last semester.”

“I’m not worried, Barnes. You’ll just be lagging behind me, exactly like you’ve been since High School started!” You tilted your head to the side and gave him a fake sweet smile. He repeated the gesture and walked away.

“I didn’t know he would be back.” Carol said as you two started walking. You shrugged. She continued, “You know, you two have great OTP potential.”

You looked at your friend as if she had grown another head. “Did you smoke something while I was in there? That’s Barnes you’re talking about.”

“I know.” She smirked at you. “But now that I think about it, you guys had always had this super weird, but strong, chemistry…” You rolled your eyes and pinched your friend. “Ow! What are you doing, Y/N?!”

“I’m just checking if you’re not an alien shapeshifter who’s pretending to be my best friend.” Carol didn’t look amused.

*****

Next chapter coming soon

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic

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lonelywolfinthemiddleofnowhere · 4 months ago

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So I'm reading HOO again

And I decided to share some insights and observations that I gather as I read. First, let's begin with Book 1: The Lost Hero.

Here we meet the new trio. They are new characters, people we have never seen before.

First we have Jason POV: at this point, in chapter I, Jason is mostly confused, doesn't know where he is or where he came from, he doesn't know anyone and there are two kids stating they are his close friends.

My boy Jason is very stunned throughout the whole first chapter, and he kinds of just goes with the flow cause he doesn't really know what else to do.

Interesting observation #1: His description of the other new characters that will eventually become his actual friends, but atp are just strangers (for him)

He describes them very superficially, what gives the impression that Jason isn't much perceptive and doesn't have the inner will to look closer, so he just focus more on the surface stuff of his "so-called" friends.

His first thought about Piper is that she is "cute". Than, after when he really looks at her he thinks she is "seriously pretty", which is very cute and all but that's about it at first. He notices her eyes immediately.

Than we have Leo's description

He basically calls Leo an Latino Santa Claus Elf, with a very troubling kind of smile and very hyper.

Interesting observation #2: Leo reminds us of someone

Leo's description makes us remember another character that has a very troublemaker smirk and is hyper 👀

Leo and Percy are very different, but at the same time very similar. I really wish we got to see them more together, but alas, things happened. Anyway, we will talk about Leo and Percy more eventually, but I just thought it was funny how similar his first appearance is with Percy's first description of himself.

Interesting observation #3: The beginnings of the very messy Jason/Piper relationship

Jason/Piper are very messy throughout the whole series. They share very cute moments, but very awkward and tense moments too. And if you read all TOA books, you already know it doesn't end well for them, but here in HOO, specifically in TLH, they relationship are all over the place and they are emotionally unsettled with each other. Very angsty.

First we have THREE occasions where Jason physically withdraws from Piper.

1 - First Occasion: right after he wakes up:

2 - Second Occasion: when she is worried and tries to take his hand again:

3 - Third Occasion: when she asks his help to free her from Dylan and he kinda of ignores her to talk to Coach Hedge

In Jason's defense, I wouldn't want a stranger in my personal space all he time too. Especially an intimidatingly beautiful girl like Piper.

But for her, it just seems like her boyfriend avoiding physical contact, and that is never flattering, so Piper is quite worried and a bit hurt. And Jason can see he hurt her but he can't actually do anything about it, can he?

They are so messy u guuuuuys. She had inside jokes with illusion!Jason man

For her, he is behaving very differently from the Jason she knows and loves.

Which takes us to...

Interesting observation #4: Jason is not a delinquent.

I don't know how accurate Hera's Mist Version of Jason was to the real thing, but Jason is definitely not a delinquent. He isn't the kind of boy that frequents the Wilderness School. He gets amazed at the way the Coach shouts at the students, man! My boy is prim and proper, thank you very much.

Interesting observation #5: Jason seeks Leo more than he does Piper

At least in the first chapter. Leo is his promised partner for this first part of the book. They share cute lil friendship moments in the Grand Canyon excursion. He just has an easier time accepting that Leo is his best friend than the fact that Piper is his girlfriend and I find that very funny lol:

Another cute snipped of Jason & Leo's friendship:

Interesting observation #6: Jason has good instincts

Jason has moments in the very first chapter where he proves right off the bat that he has good instinct. For example, when his mind tries to remember the Gods after an afterthought about it:

PS: It happens to Percy too in the next book.

Than we have him feeling he is going to need his magical weapon very soon (spoiler: he does):

He is also shown to be a protector at heart, doesn't like bad kids and his gut tells him to protect Piper when the girls get mean to her:

Golden boy with a golden heart fr fr

And at last but not least

Interesting observation #6: Jason is Hera's "special package"

Throughout the series we will see Hera claim Jason as hers multiple times. The very first time it happens is indirectly, when she communicates to CHB about her "special package", which turns out to be Jason.

Hera & Jason have such a complex and intriguing relationship, we will dive deeper as I read the other chapters.

If you like my insights follow for more!

#pjo #percy jackson #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #heroes of olympus #rick riordan #hoo #the lost hero #coach hedge #hoo: re read of the year #hoo: analysis & insights #tlh: chapter one (Jason I)

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Pretty Please

Pairing: Minho x Chan x fem!reader / Minchan x fem!reader

Word Count: 2953

Summary: You've ended up in bed with Minho or Chan as friends with benefits a few times by now. Chan and Minho had a similar agreement for quite a while themselves. After proposing to Chan to all spend some time together, he promises to talk to Minho. Coming home from an event Chan can't keep his hands off Minho, completely ignoring Minho's concerns about you still being home.

Warnings/Tags: yearning, teasing, dom!chan, sub!minho, smut (minchan focused)

A/N: I hope you like it, let me know if you'd be up for a part two🤭~Moon🌙

Minho chuckles softly as Chan buries his face in his neck, wrapping his arms around his waist as soon as he closes the door. Chan’s lips travel all over the back of his neck, hand fondling down his shirt until it reaches the hem of his suit pants. Minho’s breath hitches as Chan palms him through layers of fabric and melts back against him. “Channie,” he tries softly.

“Fuck, baby, you’re killing me tonight,” Chan growls lowly, leaving tiny bites all the way up to his ear.

“Didn’t do anything,” Minho tells him, hand reaching back to bury itself in Chan’s curly hair. Chan lovingly rubs the growing bulge in his pants, his other hand slipping up beneath his shirt. Minho has trouble holding back a moan at the eagerness of his older friend. “She’s right upstairs, behave.”

“Isn’t she at some birthday party?” Chan asks, turning with him in his arms and glancing into their empty living room.

“Not sure,” Minho shakes his head, hissing softly as Chan sinks his teeth into his neck. “Wait a damn minute,” he giggles, gently freeing himself of his grip. He slips out of his shoes and bends over, putting them on the small shelf in front of the mirror. His eyes widen as Chan grips his hips, pushes his crotch against his bum with force, and makes him stumble at the impact. Minho blindly braces himself on the shelf and raises his eyebrows at him through the mirror. “Fucks sake, Channie, I got the message,” he laughs breathlessly, pressing back against Chan.

Chan buries his hand in his hair and pulls him up, marveling at the soft whimper leaving his friend’s lips. Wrapping his hand around his neck, he meets his eyes through the mirror. “I don’t think you did,” he rasps into his ear, smirking in success. Minho is shivering against him, leaning into his touch subconsciously, and stares at him for a moment. Chan knows that look all too well. He knows Minho is trying to gather his thoughts, trying to get himself together and pretend he isn’t dying for his touch. “What makes you think I was asking, kitten?” he asks, his voice growing low.

Minho can’t stop the moan tumbling from his parted lips this time. “Channie, please,” he whispers desperately.

“Please, what?” he asks impatiently.

“We should check if she’s there first,” he tries to reason with him.

“Afraid you can’t keep quiet?” Chan asks, smirking.

“I’m afraid of traumatizing her,” he gives back.

“I bet she’d love the sight of you falling apart on my dick,” he grins, and Minho’s eyes widen. “Those sweet little whimpers of yours, eyes fluttering close and all while you're trying to be good for me.” Minho’s knees buckle, and he grows heavier against his grip for a split second. “You’d like that? I know you’ve been thinking about her watching us before.”

Minho’s eyes grow even wider, and he frantically searches Chan’s, swallowing hard. “I want to make you both feel good,” he whispers, a little irritated that there doesn’t seem to be a single hint of jealousy or anger in Chan’s chocolate eyes.

“Don't be a dick, Chan,” you giggle, and Minho flinches heavily, staring at you bewildered. You casually lean against the door to your kitchen, watching them with a knowing smirk. When you were with Minho, he loved being in control, but that seemed to change as soon as Chan was around. You can't blame him; Chan has a similar effect on you, but watching the man dominating you in bed is very intriguing, practically dropping to his knees for his hyung.

Minho swallows softly at the sight of you in a shirt he lent you. He gets lost in admiring the form of your body, the way your eyes light up as you smile, and the softness of your hair.

He had been very attracted to Chan the moment he met him, and after years of working and growing together, they became friends with benefits. Minho would be lying if he'd say Chan doesn't mean a lot more to him by now. He helped discover a side of himself he hadn't known before, always making sure he felt comfortable and safe. You met the two of them a few years ago, and once you became their roommate, Minho found himself surrounded by two very beautiful and teasing people. He knows that Chan and you have been sleeping together occasionally as well, but he never dared to think you'd ever consider doing the same with him. Until you did…and god, he loves the different types of attention he gets from the two of you. Chan is a passionate lover, pushing him to his limits and making him experience a need to be ruined he didn't know he had. He knows that Chan only gets as dominant as he is tonight when he can't handle the sight of him. Minho knew he was in for something the minute Chan saw him stepping out of his room before their event. And then there's you. The sweet girl he loves seeing falling apart beneath him, longing for his touch at all times. You know how to wrap him around your finger, and he lets you every single time. He can't help it.

You tilt your head at him as Chan turns with him in his grip and hums gently. "You do look pretty like that, Minnie baby."

Minho's lips part with a tiny gasp at the all-too-familiar pet name. Chan smirks and tightens his grip around his neck a little. "What do you say, kitten?"

"Th-Thank you," Minho stammers nervously, completely overwhelmed by the sudden developments. It's messing with his brain, not fully knowing how to behave. Chan's hand wrapped around his neck tells him very clearly to do as he says, to offer his all to him. You wearing nothing but that damn shirt makes him want to tell you how beautiful you look just for him.

You push yourself off the doorframe and make your way over, locking eyes with Chan, who nods. You've opened up to Chan about a possible event, including the three of you, and Chan seemed intrigued. So, after a few talks, you've decided to have Minho decide if he'd be up for it. Minho gulps softly, pupils blown wide as you step in front of him, meeting his eyes. "Breathe, Minnie," you say and soothingly caress his cheek. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes as you kiss him tenderly. You can tell he's confused. Chan hasn't talked to him yet in that case.

Chan's hand releases its hold on Minho's neck. He quickly wraps his arms around him as Minho stumbles a little, losing his balance at the sudden loss. Chan plants a sweet kiss on the back of his neck. "I got you," he promises, and Minho hums softly in response.

Minho gasps at the loss of your lips against his and presses himself even closer to Chan to make up for it. You lovingly wipe your thumb across his lips before leaning forward. Minho chases your lips, wincing softly as you kiss Chan instead, right next to him. He watches as your mouths collide, unable to stop watching the two people he loves kissing each other.

You moan softly as Chan buries his hand in your hair, pulling you back. "Babygirl's wearing my kitten's shirt, I see?"

"It's comfy," you tell him, and Minho's eyes widen at the combination of your pet names.

"Isn't our girl pretty?" Chan asks, lovingly kissing Minho's cheek.

"Very pretty," Minho nods, smiling at you sweetly.

"Mhm, thank you," you chuckle, glancing at them. "I'll be off in a bit, I'll sleep at my friend's place."

"But not because of us?" Minho asks caringly.

"No, dummy," Chan chuckles lovingly, and Minho bites his lip, trying to resist the urge actually to play dumb for him. "Remember that birthday party I told you about?"

"Right," he nods, barely able to focus on anything else than Chan's growing bulge pressing against his bum. Minho subtly presses back and almost winces at how hard Chan grips his hip. He does it again, knowing he's playing with fire by now. Chan's grip on him gets even harder, making a low whimper fall from his lips. "Fucks sake, Y/N, get moving already," he presses out shakily, unable to hide the need lacing his voice.

"Be nice," Chan cuts him off sharply, and Minho closes his eyes in defeat. "Go sit on the sofa, and don't you dare start without me."

Minho scowls but does as he says, watching the two of you suspiciously as you go upstairs. He bites his lower lip hard, sitting on his hands to stop himself from giving in to the pure need pumping through his veins. Fucking Chan with his teasing and letting him drool.

You chuckle softly as Chan kisses you lovingly and accompanies you to your room. "Channie," you say gently. "Don't make him wait."

"Someone's compassionate tonight," he teases you.

"I know what a tease you can be," you giggle and grab your clothes.

"Call me when you get there," he tells you, letting you change.

You laugh but nod. "I will."

"And if something's wrong. We'll pick you up," he assures you.

"I know," you smile fondly. "I'll call once I'm there. I'll text you guys good night, and I'll call the second something's off."

"Good girl," he smiles and winks at you.

You blush a little and wave him off. "Go, your kitten's waiting."

Minho shoots up from his seat as Chan finally comes back downstairs. "Channie," he whines and makes grabby hands toward him.

Chan smirks and pulls him into his lap as he sits down. "I'm here," he assures him gently, rubbing soothing circles on his hips.

Minho's getting more desperate with every passing second. Suddenly, his suit feels uncomfortable, keeping him away from his lover. "Need you," he whispers, blushing heavily at Chan's intense gaze.

"Need me?" Chan asks curiously.

"So bad," he nods.

"How bad?" he asks, raising his brows at him.

Minho's blush deepens, eyes darting down as he starts feeling shy. "I-."

"Look at me when you speak," Chan reminds him. "You've got such pretty eyes, it'd be a waste."

Minho squirms a little before lifting his gaze. "Need you so bad, Channie," he says shyly. "You always know what I need."

Chan hums before burying his nose in Minho's neck. He grabs his hips, grip growing tight as he pulls him closer. Minho whimpers at the sudden but very needed friction. "Shh, pretty boy, she's still here," he warns him before licking up his skin agonizingly slowly. Minho's mouth falls open with a weak moan, and the slap on his bum that should serve as a warning isn't helping.

"You're killing me here," Minho breathes out as Chan lazily kisses up his neck. He buries his hand in his hair in an attempt to steady himself.

"Patience," he says gently.

"You're one to speak," Minho groans in protest. "If you would've been patient, we wouldn't - I'm sorry -," he squeaks as Chan pulls back and raises his eyebrow at him warningly.

"You're testing me today, kitten," Chan says calmly, and Minho's eyes widen in shock.

"I'm sorry, Chan hyung," he says and starts planting tiny kisses down his jaw and neck, hands roaming his chest in an attempt to calm him. "I'll be good, I promise," he continues, smiling as Chan leans back, exposing his neck for him. He knew that would work.

"You better," he says, already forgiving him as he litters his neck with small bites and heavy kisses. Minho scoots back on top of him to reach more of him, making them both moan at the friction.

"Fuck, Channie," Minho breathes out. "Can I - just until she comes downstairs," he begs, and Chan hums in agreement. Minho doesn't waste a second, dragging his hips all over Chan's lap. A few slow, practiced rolls of his hips later, Chan's head drops back against the sofa.

Chan's eyes flutter close at the relief flooding his system with Minho moving on top of him. "Such a good kitten," he praises him, biting his lower lip hard as Minho mewls. Fucks sake, this boy is driving him crazy, and it takes everything not to take him right here and now. Chan pulls him into a heated kiss, humming at the feeling of their lips meeting. "Gonna fuck you so good. Mark you up so everyone knows who you belong to," he promises against his lips, and Minho takes it all in like an addict.

"Call me yours?" Minho gasps softly, eyes fluttering as his movements fasten up.

Chan groans and moves with him in his arms, making Minho lie on his back. He hovers over him now, pressing down against him and chasing his lips. "Mine. You're all mine, Minnie," he rambles and forgets about his promise to wait until you're gone. He pulls down Minho's pants to his knees and pushes his fingers into his mouth. Minho eagerly sucks at his fingers, moaning around them heavenly. Chan returns to kissing him as he opens him up gently but quickly. Minho fumbles with Chan's belt, pulling down his pants enough for him to push into him as soon as he can.

Minho groans as Chan pushes into him, squeezing his eyes closed at the sudden burning but pleasurable pain. "Fuck," he whispers, realizing Chan was too far gone himself to think about anything else than the two of them. He eagerly pushes back, pulling Chan close to him.

"Taking me so well, baby," Chan grunts, burying his face in his neck. "So good for me." He thrusts into him quickly and roughly, his need taking over.

Minho holds onto him, loud moans falling from his lips freely now. "Feel so good, hyung," he whimpers deliciously as he gets pushed deeper into the cushions with every thrust.

"My pretty boy," Chan praises him, kissing every bit of his neck he can reach.

"Say that again," Minho begs breathlessly, stomach flipping already.

You grab your handbag and carry your heels in your hand as you make your way downstairs. You stop in the middle of the stairs, too stunned to move at the sight in front of you. Apparently, they gave up on waiting. Your ears burn up as you try to make yourself leave but can't.

Minho's gripping the back of Chan's jacket, arching into him and shaking beneath him. His shirt is ripped open messily, and Chan's planting open-mouthed kisses on whatever part of his skin he can reach. Minho's eyes roll back with a delicious moan, and the way he whimpers is new to you. Chan's pounding into him at a desperate pace that tells you just how fucking needy your hyung had gotten. Low groans leave his throat as he pushes them both closer to the edge, and he has trouble holding himself up on his arms.

"You're mine," Chan tells him, hitting his prostate and making him arch against him. "My beautiful kitten, my sweet boy, my pretty baby," he babbles as Minho melts more with every praise. "One day, I'll make sure everyone knows you're mine. Taking me so well, baby boy."

Minho can't even warn him anymore, painting their expensive suits as he comes hard. He moans his name obscenely loud, hand shooting up to cover his mouth in shock, eyes rolling back and toes curling as his body shakes.

"Fuck, kitten, who told you you can cum," Chan growls, hips stilling as he follows only seconds later. He pulls out a little, smiling as Minho makes a protesting sound.

"Stay, please," he says sweetly. "Want to feel full a little longer."

Chan smirks and pushes back inside, getting comfortable on top of him. He mindlessly rubs his hip, closing his eyes as Minho plays with his hair.

"Seriously? On the sofa?" Your voice suddenly rings through the silence.

"Don't make me mention what happened on that kitchen island," Minho simply replies, still catching his breath.

"Or that carpet down there," Chan pants softly.

"I hate you two," you groan, knowing you lost.

"No, you don't," Chan snorts.

"It'll change once you're needy," Minho smirks.

There's a deafening silence after that, which makes both of them look at you confused. Chan picks up on the way you're gripping your heels and subtly pressing your legs together first. "Huh," he snorts.

Minho raises his eyebrows, noticing your lips quivering as you exhale shakily. "That soon, honey?" he asks sweetly.

"That's not fair, you know," you pout.

"What isn't, baby girl?" Chan asks, amused. "That I'm fucking him instead of you?" he adds, pulling back and pushing back in.

"Fucks sake," Minho moans out, surprised.

"Or is it that he's not doing anything to help you out either because he's busy doing as I say?" he grins.

"You're being mean," you whine and look at them, forgetting completely about the party.

Chan raises his eyebrow at Minho, who meets his eyes, almost looking a little confused. “Should we make her wait it out…or take care of her?”

Minho’s jaw drops a little, blushing heavily as he searches for words. “You mean…together?”

“Yeah,” Chan nods.

Minho glances over at you, and the look in your eyes tells him everything he needs to know. You’re dying for their touch. How could he deny you that? “I-uhm.”

“Minho, please,” you beg softly, and his stomach flips at the need dripping from your voice.

He clenches around Chan in the process and closes his eyes in defeat as Chan gasps softly, noticing. Fucking hell, he’d die tonight.

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