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ghostaholics · 1 year ago

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𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄-𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓

➸ PAIRING: Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley x gn!reader (aside from a single idiom whose origin uses masculine language/pronouns - every man for himself) ➸ SUMMARY: Against all odds, the Lieutenant accidentally falls asleep on your shoulder. Unfortunately, there are witnesses to the precarious situation (just your luck that it would be Gaz and Soap). ➸ WORD COUNT: 2k

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄: don't poke the bear.

Danger in your line of work typically consists of trying to walk away from a mission while still being left completely intact (i.e. the goal is to make it out alive, in one piece). You’ve survived a great number of ordeals: cornered into a shootout with a dwindling supply of ammo, tiptoed your way through a field of pressure-sensitive IEDs, dove towards probable death (with an awfully high probability of splattering onto hot, concrete hell like a bug on a windshield) because your helo was sent tail spinning courtesy of a perfectly-aimed RPG – and really, the list goes on.

It's been child’s play, in the grand scheme of things. An extensive catalogue of life-or-death scenarios accounts for your entire military career. And sure, this might be a bit of a stretch, but you'd wager that none of those instances thus far have been as high-stakes as the current predicament you’ve found yourself in.

Jesus-fucking-Christ. Why’d Ghost have to fall asleep on you?

𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: avoid sitting next to him on the plane ride home. You've had to learn it the hard way.

And the kicker is that this whole thing could’ve been avoided; it didn’t have to be your problem. You could’ve sentenced any one of the other soldiers to your seat. Every man for himself, right? Get off scot-free, have a normal trip back to base with plenty of legroom so that you’re not cramped. Theoretically, it would've been beautiful – a passenger's paradise, the closest you could get to a first-class ticket.

But no.

Instead, play the Good Samaritan; extend your hand out with an act of benevolence. What’s the harm, right? So, you'd spared the poor guy, said you wouldn't mind switching places with him because he'd looked as white as a damn sheet at the idea of being crammed beside this behemoth of a lieutenant who's infamously every FNG's living nightmare.

Yeah, well hindsight is 20/20. Had you known what was going to happen, you would've had no reservations about throwing him under the bus. Sayonara, mate.

Law of the jungle, plain and simple.

To make matters worse, he is, in fact, exhibiting terrible flight etiquette. His head (which is dead weight and feels about as pleasant as a fucking bowling ball, mind you) has taken up every inch of real estate on your shoulder and is practically tucked into the curve of your neck; you’ll need to take a trip to the chiropractor’s after this – several, probably. The edge of his skull mask is digging into you. And, the cherry on top: get this – he’s man-spreading, so his left leg's trespassing into your own territory and brushing against your thigh. Utter lack of regard for personal space.

Incredible.

You’d still rather die than wake him up, though. You're not sure what'll happen if you do, but that's a risk you're not willing to take.

All things considered, an achy shoulder is a much better alternative than incurring the wrath of one angry Lieutenant. He's more subdued in this kind of context. To be completely honest, if you weren't already well-acquainted with him, you'd find it endearing.

From here, it's easy to see the simple rise and fall of his chest, steady and even. Slow inhale in, slow exhale out. He's at peace, a rhythmic lull that matches your own breathing. You can't quite put your finger on the exact moment he fell asleep. (He's got a habit of shutting his eyes and folding his arms over his chest when he isn't in the mood to converse with the other soldiers onboard. But God willing, he would never voluntarily loll his head onto your shoulder.) For what it's worth, he deserves the rest – never been one to do it this soundly as countless missions have taught you that he's usually a light sleeper. You remember him roughly prodding the toe of his boot at Soap's arm once when the Scot was conked out and his snores were a bit loud for Ghost's taste.

Rather odd then, that the Lieutenant even managed to allow himself to doze off like this. It’s too loud, too unsteady – the droning of the plane engine doesn't exactly make for good white noise and the turbulence outside is jostling the cabin around. Moreover, this puts him in a position of vulnerability, and he’s not the type to let his guard down so easily.

But somehow he did it with you beside him.

You try not to think about the implications of that.

𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄, 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄.

Because, Soap's just woken up from his nap, the first among the entire company of soldiers in the cabin still sleeping, excluding yourself. His seat's parallel to yours, straight across the walkway within direct line of sight, so he’s got an unobstructed view of you and Ghost. Soap sends a questioning glance in your direction, eyebrow quirked. A look that says, The hell's going on?

The level of your voice is down; it's at a conservative decibel to avoid rousing the others. Yet you convey your distress with the same amount of passion as if you were stuck in the middle of a losing firefight. "MacTavish, help."

Soap works with bombs for a living. Surely, he's capable of defusing situations too.

Alright the man’s a demolitions expert, but that’s semantics.

He blinks like he's trying to make sense of the situation. Though, it's pretty obvious what the problem is here. You're not sure why he’s got to take a moment and contemplate it. You need a solution, now. And he's moving at a snail's pace.

For a second, you think he might sympathize with your plight.

But then his mouth morphs into a shit-eating grin and when he nudges Gaz awake, you know right then and there that you're absolutely fucked.

More witnesses.

Great.

Because that’s just what you need, isn’t it?

Gaz drags a hand down his face. He pans over to his right to figure out why he’s been jolted awake so suddenly, and sees Soap who’s inexplicably, nauseatingly jovial before his eyes land on you.

Much like Soap’s original reaction, Gaz can’t help but offer a quizzical expression. The confusion is evident. His brows are drawn together because he knows that the L.t. wouldn't fall asleep on your shoulder.

Soap's shifting, sliding his hand into his pocket before pulling out his phone. He messes with it – a few taps here, a few swipes there. And then before you're registering what's happening, he's aiming it straight at you, like one of those mums getting a snapshot of their kids in matching jumpers during the holidays.

"Say cheese."

An indignant gasp leaves your mouth. "If you so much as—

"Soap, no. Don't do that." Gaz says from beside him, plucking the phone out of his hands. He tsks him with a click of his tongue. Stern disapproval in spades. The meaning is clear: it’s a big thumbs down from the Brit. He’s not endorsing this type of behavior. “Gone mad now, have you?” he asks in admonishment.

You release a sigh of relief. Finally, some moral support. He's reliable. Your faith in him is unshakable. Always could count on Gaz to get you out of—

"Have to shoot with a wide angle, see? Or else it'll look wonky," he corrects, flipping the phone horizontally before handing it back to Soap.

"Aye, thanks mate.”

Gaz's smile isn't as excessive as Soap's but the smirk gracing his face tells you he's relishing in your misery all the same.

Fucking traitor.

"Knobheads—"

They’d risk their own hides to save you from certain death. You've seen it in Cairo, Valencia, and Seoul. Good men. Good hearts in the right place as well. However, they're also the type to embarrass you at every opportunity – public humiliation being somewhere on that roster as well. And for that, you want to strangle them.

"Rude,” Soap comments pointedly.

"Bite me, MacTavish."

"Just wake him up if it's bothering you," Gaz supplies unhelpfully.

"If you were in my shoes, would you do it?"

"'Course, not," he snorts. "I don’t have a death wish.”

“Well, I also prefer my head on my shoulders, thank you very much," you whisper furiously, nearly hissing at him.

And Soap is admiring his handiwork, when he coos, “Aw, the two o' you make quite the pair." He briefly twists the screen so that you can catch a glimpse of it, and even from this distance, you can confirm that he's captured the shot. Annoyingly well, to add insult to injury. Angle? Spot-on. Lighting? Brilliant. It's interesting, has character. Black and white photography. He's managed to make a stunning composition and your upper lip is curling up into a sneer of disgust at his artistic eye. How infuriating.

"I'll send this to the Cap. He’ll get a kick outta it."

"Sod off."

"He'll appreciate bein' included."

Gaz matches the energy with an equally gleeful smile, now delighted by the idea. “Hey, and the L.t. he looks—”

“—cute," Soap has the audacity to finish for him.

What.

There are many words that you’d use to describe Ghost.

Cutthroat, maybe. Imposing. Glacial. Taciturn. A stringent set of ideals that makes him the perfect soldier: disciplined, honed, fierce. Intimidating, if he's not fighting on your side – someone you'd much rather have on your team than against, unless you fancied death. He can be a stone-cold terror on occasion. The man’s been penned as a walking horror story by those in the military. Given his iron-hearted demeanor, you'd be hard-pressed to disagree with that statement; there's not much room to call his steel-encased resolve into question.

So, yeah. Above all else, he's certainly not cute.

Your eyes narrow at them. "Congratulations, the both of you have officially made the top of my shitlist."

Soap, indifferent to your crisis, asks, "Want a copy for your wallpaper?"

There's another heated remark waiting on the tip of your tongue, because there's no way in hell that you would and you're ready to tell him off, about to give him an earful.

But somebody else beats you to it.

“Wipe that picture, or I’ll wring your bloody necks.”

Ice surges through your veins. Goosebumps break out across your skin. Because that voice belongs to one person. Oh, Christ. Never in a million years would you want to be on the receiving end of it.

There's anxiety warping in your chest. You're scared stiff, paralyzed with fear in a way that implores you to remain stock-still. The coarse fabric of your trousers bunches underneath your palms as you try not to freak out. This isn't your fault. None of it is.

And here's the worst part: Ghost hasn't lifted his head from your shoulder yet.

But Soap's unfazed. He blinks a couple of times, seems like he's weighing his options – as if there's something else he could choose besides following his lieutenant's command – yeah, right. He wises up, settling for a simple answer in the end. "Alright, Ghost." His smile makes a reappearance, sweet and well-meaning. Troublemaker. "Any chance you'd like a copy before I do away with it?"

"What kind of fuckin' question is that, Johnny?" he grumbles. "Obviously."

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄:

"I take it you don't think I'm cute then. Have I got that right?"

"I'm sorry... mind repeating that again, sir?"

"You didn't have anything to say about Soap's comment."

"I have a feeling that whatever I answer will get my arse handed to me, L.t."

He's smiling in response – like sunshine trapped behind clouds. Despite it being obscured by the mask, you can see his eyes crinkling at the corners, which makes the black charcoal that's lining them begin to crease a bit. "Permission to speak freely, Sergeant. You have the floor."

Your mouth parts in surprise. Well, then. Maybe you stand corrected. And so, you appraise him momentarily, giving it some serious thought. There's more to Ghost than you give him credit for. He's terse and rough around the edges, but respected for a reason. Admirable. Someone you think highly of and has deserved your approval. The mask undeniably provides an air of intrigue. “I suppose you can be,” you start off, gradually warming up to him being more approachable. “When you’re not terrorizing the new recruits, that is.”

#i got lazy again #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost x you #cod fic #cod mw x reader #cod mw 2 #cod modern warfare #call of duty fic #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley fluff

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torakowalski · 4 months ago

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Continued from here but heading all the way back to the beginning. (Not yet) Olympic Swimmer Steve, Hawkins Public Pool, summer 1986:

Eddie isn't a natural swimmer, but he has to find some way to regain the strength those fucking bats took. So when he finds out that Steve and Max are both doing their physio in the public pool, he blows Wayne's mind by demanding he goes to Melvalds and buys Eddie some swim trunks.

Not that Eddie is a follower. But if the rest of Team Rehab is in the pool, then Eddie is gonna be in the pool too.

The problem is that now Eddie is in the pool. He's wet, he's exhausted, and he's wearing nothing except what's basically soaked, clingy underwear, while Steve fucking Harrington looks majestic and gorgeous, swimming lengths not ten feet away.

"It's better through binoculars," says Max. She's sitting on the edge of the pool, even more tired out that Eddie is. Eddie is half taking a break and half making sure she doesn't slide off the side and drown.

"Hm?" Eddie asks.

"Steve. Shirtless. It's hotter through binoculars."

Eddie has one second of limb-freezing, stomach-tightening terror, the same second he always gets, no matter whether someone is being too perceptive or whether he's deliberately outing himself.

He makes himself breath through it.

"Jesus Christ, Maxine," he says and gets kicked in the back for his troubles. He'd like to think the kick is gentle because she's worried about his injuries, but it's probably just the hardest she can kick, right now. "Maybe I'm looking at his form."

Max laughs. "Well, yeah."

Eddie gives up. He looks over his shoulder at her. She has the expression of a person who is cool about you being queer and also wants you to know that she's cool about you being queer and also is fifteen and doesn't want to have fucked up.

Eddie makes himself be brave back. "Is it me or is he just getting more built, while you and I flounder around over here, just trying to regain any muscles at all?"

"He's here like, all the time," Max says. "Like hours before us and hours after we go home. He says it turns his brain off."

Eddie can kind of see that; it's definitely harder to think about all the shit that went down at spring break when you're busy trying not to get chlorinated water up your nose.

"Doesn't he have his own pool though? I'm damn sure he has his own pool."

Max shrugs. "I think it got earthquaked." She lifts her head, using a hand to shield her eyes. "Hey, who's that?"

Eddie looks where she's looking and sees a middle aged dude in red swimming trunks and a white t-shirt squat down at the far end of the pool, catching Steve's attention when he surfaces after what must be his fiftieth length in a row.

They're too far away to hear what's being said, but Steve pushes his hair back off his face and bobs in place, clearing listening hard. They talk for a while, long enough that Eddie and Max both start shifting, Max - like Eddie - clearly wondering if they need to stage a rescue.

Then the guy nods to Steve and stands up, walking away, while Steve turns, looking around.

When he spots Eddie and Max, he swims over, all long, and golden and wet.

"Who was that?" Eddie asks, when Steve pops up next to them. "Trouble?"

"No." Steve shakes his head, clear drops of pool water flying from the ends of his hair. "No, he's a swim coach here. He says I'm good."

"Duh," says Eddie.

"You know you're good," says Max.

Steve grins. He does know he's good; it's written all over his face. But so is some bafflement and Eddie doesn't think that's faked.

"Yeah, but like, he wants to train me. He thinks I could compete?"

"Like at the Olympics?" Eddie asks, not totally sure where else swimming people go to swim.

Steve laughs, but only a little meanly. "Jumping a hell of a lot of steps there, Munson. But maybe State? I could maybe do State? I was supposed to be at tryouts last year, but." He shrugs.

"But Billy gave you a massive concussion," Max fills in for him.

Steve shrugs again.

Max kicks him, about as hard as she kicked Eddie. "You better have said yes to that guy or so help me I'll crawl after him myself."

Steve rolls his eyes at her, but they're sparkling. He looks excited, pleased in a way that Eddie hasn't seen for months. "Yeah," he says. "I said yes."

(Part three now here)

#steve harrington #swimmer steve #snippets #Stranger things #steddie

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coryosbaby · 2 years ago

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Stepbro!Ethan x reader where they go on a camping trip with their parents and fuck in the tent while their sleep

Warning: stepcest (stepbrother x stepsister), enemies to lovers, p n v, slight blood kink, choking, sort of public, rough sex, degradation, spanking, loss of virginity, corruption kink, big dick Ethan, spit kink, squirting, creampie, fingering, sub! Reader, dom! Ethan

You sigh as you lay down on your pink sleeping bag. It’s nighttime, the day of camping now making you exhausted. Plus, your feet hurt like a bitch.

And the worst thing: you have to share a tent with Ethan.

He sits beside you, one of his comic books in his hands as he holds a flashlight in the other. He’s annoying, never shutting the fuck up and is always so mean to you.

Not to mention that the awkwardness is so incredibly prominent right now.

“Can you turn that flashlight off, please?”

You say it with a bitchy tone. You’ve had a shit day, and you just want to be able to sleep, and you can’t do that unless it’s dark. He frowns, closing the paper book and throwing it in the empty corner on his side of the tent.

“Sorry.”

“You aren’t.”

He scoffs as he lays down, his own sleeping bag making a ruffling sound as his head hits his pillow. “Whatever.”

You sigh, happy that you can finally sleep. But it isn’t long before Ethan is squirming, trying to get comfortable. He turns over so many times that it makes your blood boil.

“Will you stop that?” You snap. He complies, but then he begins to speak.

“I’m in a hole over here, sis. Its fucking uncomfortable. Plus, im a restless sleeper-“

“Stop talking.”

“Bite me.”

“God, you are insufferable.” And then, a pause. “Just come over here.”

Ethan turns to you, and although you can hardly see, she knows he’s looking at your silhouette.

“What?”

“Did I fucking stutter?”

He doesn’t say anything, just groans and maneuvers his body so he’s sliding into your sleeping bag. His hands come to rest on your hip, his body pressed firmly against you. You narrow your eyes.

“I didn’t mean that close, Ethan.”

“That’s just too bad. Because I’m not moving again.”

“Didn’t seem to have a problem moving earlier.” you grumble. He huffs.

“Just go to sleep.”

And so you try. But the more time wears on, Ethan’s warm lips against your neck and his chest up against your back makes your face feel like it’s on fire. You’re angered at your weakness for nerdy guys with nice hair. Even if they’re your stepbrother.

His hips begin to move. You don’t know if he means to; he’s makes a small sound in his throat and you feel his bulge against you.

“E-Ethan..”

You’re nervous, now. He moans.

“You feel so fuckin’ good.”

“What are you-“

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up, for once? Huh?” He’s whiny, but that threatening tone is still there. Your panties are drenched at his movements, as he practically gets off on your ass. And then you can’t take it anymore.

Turning around, you’re quick to slam your lips against his. He complies immediately, large hands going down to grab your waist as you straddle his meaty thighs. Your breath is uneven, watching him below you. You grab his wrists and hold them above his head. He makes a noise of disapproval, his hips bucking up into you.

“Stop it.”

“Stop what?” Your voice is teasing, but there’s a meanness to your tone. “You’re the one who can’t control yourself. Jesus Christ, I’m your stepsister. You’re such a goddamn pervert.”

And then he easily slips his wrists from your grip and brings a hand down to slap your left ass cheek. You gasp, his sudden movement surprising you. He does it again, on the other cheek, this time, and your mouth opens in shock.

“I’m not the one getting turned on by spanking,” He growls, grabbing your throat in his harsh grip. “Now why don’t you shut up and fuck me?”

You look at him with malice, poison lacing your words as you watch his beautiful brunnete curls stick to his angelic face.

“I fucking hate you.” Is all you say. You grab his hand from your throat and pull it off, instead wrapping your fingers around his throat all the same. His eyes roll back, the feeling of you cutting off his air supply making him buck his hips into your crotch. You breathe out a whine, and he begins to laugh with his tongue running over his sharp white canines.

“Says the one.. being a needy little bitch.” He breathes, watching your hips begin to move against his bulge in a circling rhythm. “Little pussy is practically soaking me.”

“Shut the fuck up!“ you hiss. He’s laughs again as you remove your hands from his throat. You take off your top to expose your tits to the warm air inside the tent. Ethan’s eyes widen. Only for a moment, as he tries to mask his surprise and awe. He squeezes your love handles in his warm palms.

“You might be a complete cunt,” he breathes, his face dropping it’s amused facade as he flicks one of your nipples. “But you’re so goddamn pretty.”

You don’t say thank you, or make a sound. He gropes you with an eagerness that has you moving your hands down his thighs. The intimacy almost consumes you, as you look down at him below you.

“Guess I could say the same about you, Landry.”

He grins, and you gasp as he turns your body over so you’re underneath him. He brings his mouth down to your tits, listens to the little breathy moans that spill out of you as he grazes his teeth over them. His shirt is the next article of clothing to be removed, and then soon, you’re both bare and pressed against each other. His girthy length rubs against your cunt, achy and swollen.

“Beg me to stick it in.”

“Fuck you, Ethan.”

He slaps your clit harshly, and it makes you cry out.

“Beg.” He growls. “Don’t make me tell you again, bitch.”

Your face flushes, your resolve finally breaking as you look up at him with through your lashes. Your swollen lips trap his cock against your silky cunt, making him throb and spill precum on your slit.

“Please fuck me, baby.” Your voice is whiny, as you move his hair out of his face to look into his bambi eyes. “Please fuck my pussy. Need it s’bad!”

“There’s a good girl..” he coos, as he slides into your awaiting heat. His eyes roll back as your walls grip him tightly. “God, you’re so tense. Loosen up, won’t you? Gonna break my damn cock.”

“I-I can’t,” you cry, as he reaches into you further. “I’ve- I’ve never..”

He groans, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead from the intense situation and the hot air, gasping, as he looks down at you.

“You’re a virgin? Oh my god..”

And he begins to fuck you with vigor, the thought of you never being touched making his whole body feel like it’s on fire. Slapping sounds fill the room and his hand comes down onto your mouth when you let out a particularly loud moan of pleasure. The stretch of him is intense, leaves a deep burn on your inner walls, but you can’t help but drip with need.

“Be quiet.” Ethan demands. “God, are you trying to wake mom and dad up?”

Your eyes widen at the remembrance of your parents in the next tent over, and you squirm. He smiles at your reaction.

“Do you like that, angel? Like the thought of mommy and daddy catching you being my little cockslut?” You clench around him, your eyes fluttering shut as you mewl. Ethan grins. “Oh, fuck yeah you do.”

Your cunt creates a creamy ring around him. He grabs your throat again and spits harshly on your face. You cry, the warm feeling of it beginning to slide down your chin. Your tongue lolls out to lick up the remnants around your lips.

“Yeah, lick that shit up. Dirty whore.”

His degrading shouldn’t turn you on as much as it should, but it does.

And then, his cock is leaving you. You sob when he pulls out of you suddenly, but he’s quick to cover your mouth and shush you.

“Turn around. On your hands and knees.”

You obey, not a single rational thought left in you when he impales you on his delicious cock again. He grazes your g spot perfectly, his hands wrapping themselves in your hair as he bends you practically in half to accommodate him. He pounds you at an unnatural pace, his lips placing a light kiss on your shoulder blade. It’s completely different from how he’s using you right now. He looks down and groans at the sight of your virgin blood coating the base of him.

“You’re bleeding on me, sweet girl,” he coos. “I’m popping this cherry so fuckin’ good.”

“Yes, yes! ” you sob, hips bucking back against his. “Let me cum, pleasepleasepleaseplease-“

“Fuck!” Ethan can’t take it anymore, his orgasm drawing closer, and he reaches down to rub your clit in fast circles. “Cum for me, baby.”

You don’t understand how he can do it so easily, can just command you and make you cum with one singular sentence, but he does. You gasp, your orgasm washing over you and your juices squirting all over his cock and balls along with the rest of the blankets below you. Ethan makes a whiny sound, watching you squirt all over him, and his hands grab your jaw and force you to look at his face. His pretty doe eyes look at you with lust, and his mouth falls open as he fills you up. The sound he makes is animalistic, his cock squirting warm ropes against your cervix.

When he slows, he pulls out of you and rests his hand on your back. He watches as his spend trails down your shaking thighs, and he smacks your ass teasingly. You yelp, his fingers going down to stuff his seed back inside you as he chuckles.

“Didn’t know my little stepsister was such a good lay.”

#Ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x fem! reader #stepbrother! Ethan landry x reader #ethan landry smut #stepbrother! Ethan landry #dom! Ethan landry #sub! reader #scream 6 #scream #scream iv

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thaliagracesgf · 8 months ago

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i get a boyfriend

part two of the casual series! (requests are in progress, i just churned this out because it is my baby)

warnings: making out and luke being cocky asf

wc: 1.2k

the sun streamed through your eyelids in the morning. you shifted in bed, cozying up in rebellion. you really did not want to get up. you felt luke behind you, starting to move, and you closed your eyes. you knew he wouldn’t be able to wake you up just yet.

his head finds the crook of your neck, and his curls brush against your face. you’ve never felt so safe.

“jesus christ,” you’re rudely disturbed. you keep your eyes shut. maybe beckendorf will leave.

a knot grows in your stomach as luke grumbles from behind you. “fuck off, man. i was sleeping.”

“yeah. i noticed.”

“what are you doing here? this isn’t your cabin,” he said, sleep evident in his low voice.

“yeah, isn’t hers either. so are you two a thing now? you finally hook up last night? what’s the sitch here, because silena needs her update.”

with that, luke pulls himself up. “shut up, man.” he looks down at your ‘sleeping’ face, hoping you didn’t hear. “have some respect.”

you did hear, of course, and at first it did make you feel gross, but the ‘finally’ catches you, and you remember that luke wants you. he isn’t jack, who just wanted to fuck somebody, he’s been waiting, and yeah, the older kids at camp sometimes fuck. it’s relieving to realize that beckendorf doesn’t know about last night— he would never had said that if he did. besides, luke’s attempt at a defense, though hampered by his sleep-addled brain, is adorable.

“i’m just saying! don’t act like you haven’t thought about it. every person in this godforsaken camp can see it, ’cept maybe her.”

“can you seriously fuck off? i’ve got my girl, don’t make it my problem that you’re scared of yours.”

you laugh softly at that one. you don’t open your eyes, but you can feel luke freeze behind you. beckendorf doesn’t notice, but your gig is up anyway.

“your girl?” you mumble, a smile crossing your lips. beckendorf stifles a laugh.

“alright, i’m heading out! good luck with this one, man.” you open your eyes, and even as they’re adjusting to the light in the cabin, you swear you can see him wink. you’re not sure which one of you it’s to.

“die,” luke calls after him, throwing his head back on the pillow, but pulling you into his chest.

“hi.” you say, still facing away from him, and he tucks his head into your neck again.

“hi.” luke says.

you turn yourself over to look at his eyes. they’re such a deep brown. he tilts his head forward. you smile. you let his lips graze yours.

it’s exactly like it was when you were fourteen, and a million times more. he’s soft and gentle, pulling back between each kiss. your arms move around his neck, his wrap around your waist. you’ve never felt so secure in your life.

but you have to pull away. “i— i…” you start.

luke sits up. “i’m sorry,” he says. “i’m so sorry. fuck, that was so stupid of me. i’m so sorry, gods, what was i thinking?” he ran his hand through his hair. it was adorable. you reach out to his arm. (gods, he’s jacked). you wish you had allowed yourself to stare sooner. you’d been depriving yourself.

“it’s okay, luke. it was…it was really nice.” it seems like such a cheap thing to say, and by the look on his face, it wasn’t all that convincing. “i’m not… this is just a lot to process.”

“in what way?” he probes. you aren’t used to people asking questions. usually hannah just stares you down until the words come out of your mouth.

“i mean,” you try to word it in a way that won’t set him off. “it would be kind of shitty to jump into anything, right? after what happened with jack?”

luke gives a contemptuous look at the mention of his name. “no,” he scoffs. he’s still sitting up, looking down at you lying in his bed. you figure it might be a bad time to tell him how badly you want him to kiss you again.

“well, i don’t know. doesn’t it look like i’m just hopping around from guy to guy?”

“ok. first of all, i’m pretty sure there are only, like, four people who know about you and jack. second of all, at the risk of sounding like an absolute dick, aren’t you supposed to be in love with me or something?”

you gasp. “what the hell?”

he grins. “it’s just what i’ve heard. you know what the camp gossip mill is like.”

you groan, hiding your face in your hands. “this is so not fair.”

and he laughs, he really laughs. “how is it not fair?”

“you are such a dick. this is so embarrassing. i’m going to kill you.”

“you seem pretty content under those blankets for someone plotting a murder.” you look through your fingers. his smile is so, so, unbelievably cute. “how is this not fair?”

“because you totally know everything and i don’t know anything.”

“okay. what to you want to know?”

“shut up. die. i hope you drown today.”

“are you really going to make me say it, jack-jack?”

“i hate you.”

“i like you.” you go quiet. “i really, really like you. i think i’ve had a crush on you since we were fourteen. and i fucking love you. not like we already say everyday. like i think i’m actually fucking in love with you.”

he lays down beside you. you’re facing away from him, so he traces swirls on your shoulder.

you turn to face him, and for a second he has the decency to look nervous.

you narrow your eyes at him. “so how do you really know i’m not just in this for the sex?” and he bursts out laughing. and before you know it, you’re laughing with him. and he loves the way your eyelids almost close when you do.

“i wouldn’t blame you if you were,” he grins.

“well, who are you hooking up with these days? i’ll have to see if you have good reviews.”

“good luck with that, it might be difficult.”

“what, like you’ve never hooked up with an aphrodite girl after a bonfire.”

he shakes his head, and you’re honestly stunned. luke castellan, the most gorgeous boy on long island, is a virgin?

“i mean,” he starts. “it’s not like i haven’t had offers.”

“oh, shut up, you asshole,” you try to turn away from him, but he wraps his arms around you, and at his next words you freeze.

“but i was holding out hope that it would be with you.”

fuck. that was really hot.

you look up, into his eyes. “i hate you,” you roll your eyes.

“i love you,” he murmurs, his eyes on your lips.

this time when he kisses you, you’re never letting him go. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him atop you. it takes everything in you not to roll your hips into his, but you don’t stop yourself from reaching down his torso to find the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head, and running your hands along his stomach. fuck, you think for the second time that morning. he’s jacked. he smiles into the kiss, and you know you’re stroking his ego right alongside his abs.

“so,” you say, biting your lip as his trace your jaw and neck. “what was that about ‘your girl’ earlier?”

you’re expecting a sly remark, a grin, or something. instead, he doesn’t hesitate—“be my girlfriend,” he almost moans. “please.”

and you don’t have it in you to leave him waiting.

“okay,” you whisper.

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sugawarassoulmate · 2 years ago

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someone else tries to get with them

feat: bully!osamu, best friend!iwa, and rich bf!sakusa inspired by

part 2

cw: fem!reader

bully!osamu

you wanted to be anywhere but here right now, listening to this girl act as if she was your friend. you'd much rather be home, or at work, or at the library—quite literally anywhere but in front of this person you barely knew.

"i just think that osamu is a bit more extroverted and you might be too shy for him!" she said in a shrill, condescending voice. "he's always going to all these parties and i always see him talking to people...maybe he should date someone that's a more like him, you know?"

she must not know osamu all that well. he only goes to those parties because his brother or one of his friends drags him there and he spends the entire night blowing up your phone. as for talking to people, osamu can barely remember the name of his own lab partner, so it wouldn't surprise you if he got into meaningless conversations with people just to pass the time.

but on the surface, it looks as if one of the most popular guys on campus decided to date his weird, quiet childhood best friend and some people appeared to have a problem with that.

you tried to walk away from the conversation but the girl was persistent, not letting you leave until you vowed to leave osamu alone.

"don't you think it's selfish to stay with him when the two of you are so different?"

before you could respond—what you were going to say, you still had no idea—you were yanked into a solid figure, one you immediately recognized as your boyfriend already huffing in annoyance.

"been lookin' everywhere fer ya, jesus christ," he chastises, planting a quick kiss on the side of your head. "c'mon, let's go home—"

"samu! hiiii, i was actually just talking about y—"

osamu doesn't pay the girl any mind, rolling his eyes as he continues talking to you. "who the fuck is that? this is why i can't leave ya alone, babe. yer always talkin' to weirdos, let's go."

osamu pulls you away to talk about plans for dinner, leaving the strange girl dumbfounded by what she just witnessed.

best friend!iwa

"do you know if iwaizumi is seeing anyone?" the girl asked as she approached you on campus. it wasn't uncommon for random girls to come out of the woodwork to ask you about your best friend—he's a sweet, respectful, incredibly handsome man.

most of these girls figured that if they could get on your sweet side, they could get closer to their dream man. little did they know you were judging them every second they spoke to you.

when was the last time she even bothered washing her hair? or ew, her voice is annoying, haji would hate that. you let them get through their whole spiel, how they've liked iwa for ages but didn't know how to approach him and how they have a whole date planned, only for you to throw down the proverbial hammer.

"i'm sorry, haji isn't actually interested in dating anyone right now. he's really focused on his studies," you said confidently, watching the light in their eyes die.

"oh, but—"

"yeah, i would really give up if i were you," you shrugged, walking away before she could get another word in.

if anything, you were doing iwa a favor. there was no way he'd be interested in a girl like that. besides, if he got into a relationship now, he'd be too distracted to spend time with you.

"who were you talking you?" iwaizumi asks a bit later, noticing the weird interaction you had with a girl he didn't recognize.

"ugh, just another bimbo asking me about oikawa again," you lied so easily, throwing your legs over iwaizumi's lap as the two of you sat in the campus lounge. "you'd think they'd give it a break already."

iwaizumi doesn't question it. why would he? as far as he knew, you had nothing to gain by lying to him.

rich bf!sakusa

sakusa told you he had to take an important phone call and stepped away, leaving you in the shop. though, you weren't left alone for long. a few moments later you could hear incessant giggling behind you and after a while, you got the feeling it was about you.

turning around, you see a face that you're sure you've seen before but couldn't exactly place where. she must have known you, though, as she had no issue judging you with her eyes. "so kiyoomi does leave his little pet unattended. it's hard to recognize you when you're not in his shadow."

she was flanked on either side by one of her equally pompous, identical-looking friends, who both laughed at her cruel joke.

"excuse me?" fully turning around, you finally got a good look at the woman and realized that she was the daughter of a colleague that sakusa's father knew. you vaguely remembered your boyfriend complaining about having to entertain his father's guests during a boring gala a few weeks ago.

it wasn't uncommon for women to flaunt themselves at sakusa. he was the son of a prominent ceo, the heir to a successful company, and is absolutely breathtaking when he bothers to put his face mask down.

"it's just cute that kiyoomi still bothers to keep you around but he's always loved doing charity work." you weren't sure what was worse, her pathetic attempts to get a rise out of you or the shrill laughter of her air-headed friends. "our fathers are very close so don't be surprised when i'm the one on his arm whenever he gets tired of you."

"i'll be sure to remember that," you shrug your shoulders, turning your attention back to the rack of stupid clothes sakusa wanted you to try on. another day, another stupid business dinner with more spoiled brats of his father's stupid colleagues.

you tried to ignore the constant snicker, how they loudly wondered if you could even afford the clothes you were looking at—of course, you couldn't but sakusa loved to spoil you despite your attempts to dissuade him.

the teasing gets the better of you and you're about to snap back at them when the noises finally stop. you weren't sure when sakusa walked back into the store but he's by your side, staring daggers at the girl and her clique.

"and you shouldn't be surprised if my father never does business with yours again," he says curtly. his features soften the second he locks eyes with you. "here, babe. this gown will look perfect on you. go try it on for me."

the other girl tries to get a word in but she's stopped dead in her tracks by sakusa's harsh gaze returning to her. "you can go. i don't associate with trash."

the trio of mean girls drop the pieces they were looking at and scurry out of the store before they could embarrass themselves yet again. "do we still have to do this dumb business dinner?"

sakusa snorts, pushing you towards the dressing room. "of course, love, don't be foolish. you're going to be the most beautiful woman there.”

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mcflymemes · 3 months ago

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ROMANCING THE STONE (1984) PROMPTS * assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary

what did you do, wake up this morning and say “today i’m going to ruin a man’s life”?

if i were to die, there’s nowhere on earth i’d rather be.

oh, you smoke it?

the cops? what do they want? i haven’t done anything lately!

i couldn’t stop thinking about you.

why won’t you take the elevator?

i’ll kill you, goddammit!

how will you die? slow like a snail? or fast like a shooting star?

this guy who is following you, he is very persistent.

i like your boots.

we're sitting right in the middle of it.

i knew it would happen.

all you care about is yourself, isn’t it?

i knew that from the first moment i laid eyes on you.

i'm telling you, this is turning out to be one hell of a morning.

there's no way across this sucker!

you did this on purpose!

we just went over a waterfall!

i'll meet you there! trust me!

i even read one of your books.

he died right in my arms.

i don’t have any idea, i’m sorry.

you see? you're completely unprepared.

well, we’ve all got our problems today, don’t we.

can you tell me where the nearest town is?

will there be another bus?

that nice man who pulled a gun on you? what else did he tell you?

jesus christ, we’re in a lot of trouble.

understatement of the year, asshole.

is there anybody who isn’t following you?

now move it, before batman comes home.

you’re the best time i’ve ever had.

i understand you have a car.

goddamn it, i knew i should have listened to my mother.

now i ain’t cheap, but i can be had.

don’t i know you?

oh… i’m the creep, huh.

well at least i’m honest.

wait a minute. he’s after you.

who the hell are you?

don’t give me that shit.

one hell of a morning has turned into a bitch of a day!

how long have you been down here?

this kidnapping stuff makes me really nervous.

someone’s gonna get killed.

will you stop worrying?

have i ever hurt you? i will never hurt you. i can’t hurt you.

we’ve got the same blood. we’re not two people; we are one person.

someday if i had the money, i’d take you… we’d sail away… around the world and back again. i promise you.

i was thinking about something you said.

i’d love to see you on the boat.

you’re leaving? you’re leaving me?

you are now a world-class hopeless romantic.

which way do we go?

can we get there in your car?

what do you want? seriously, i’d really like to know.

maybe it’s silly, but… i know there is somebody out there for me.

i can’t believe how fast you cranked this out.

look at me, i’m a mess.

is it… uh… poisonous?

you are the luckiest son of a bitch that ever walked the face of the earth.

i could’ve been killed, and you’re drinking!

i’m hot-wiring the car.

you’re gonna need something stronger than that.

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oatmealdoodles · 9 days ago

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My messy thoughts on the new episode

(spoilers for Ghostf**kers)

tldr I LOVED this one the animation saw POPING OFF the writing was great, it was well paced, everything. I just wanted to ramble so here i am talking to no one:

Ok right off the bat i had to pause this like 7 times in the first five minutes because the beginning of this is just packed with insane jokes, glass to see they havent forgotten about being a comedy show

It’s so sad to see Blitzo in this state, especially that it’s been over a month. Like look at this guy he is GOING THROUGH IT.

also this was uncalled for how can you do me like this?

ok like my one problem i don’t like this little Scooby-doo reference with old people. I just skipped it and lost nothing, i don’t know why this is here.

the fight between Blitzo and Millie in the vents was also really well done im so glad Millie is putting up boundaries on dealing with everybody elses Bullshit.

I also don’t hear anyone talking about this but Vivinie Williams (Millie’s VA) did so well in this. Like all the voice acting in this show is peak but I’ve only really heard praise for Brendon and Bryce. Their argument here specifically, the fury in her voice was so well done, bravo.

JESUS CHRIST THEY DID NOT NEED TO GO THIS HARD this scene has been stuck in my head for the past two days, Brandon killed it in he recording booth, the animation is also just so VICERAL. Also the way the fire starts from his hands because he blames himself for it, like Viv went too far with this one. That was not ok.

Bitzo’s panic attack was also done so well. Little detail but i love that when Blitzo screams “Don’t touch me!”, Millie respects this and doesnt, instead comforting him with words. They only touch when he’s calm and ready. Love that.

Bro i was NOT expecting a flashback on how Millie met Blitz, also Millies design slays so hard

the way I gasped.

I also didn’t realize how much I needed an episode focusing on these twos friendship until now. Like FINALLY a Millie episode that doesn’t suck!

Little thing i realized but notice how Blitzo doesn’t make a sex joke at this. Blitzo. Not making a provocative joke. Really just goes to show how UNCOMFORTABLE and SCARED he is. I physically recoil every time I see this it’s gross

Those flashback scenes were also just so brutal. Like chaining his horns so he’s FORCED to watch is so psychotic I can’t.

its kinda sad that Blitzo’s whole motivation for doing this is to distract himself from his feelings, when that’s what he’s literally forced to confront by Ronaldo.

Love a possession story. I can really appreciate how Millie does not believe Ronaldo for a second, she knows that Blitzo would never think that of her and she trusts him enough to be confident in it. Nice subversion, you go girl.

This was so needlessly brutal and funny, they really went all out with this one

Yeah I think that’s all I wanted to day, just again i loved this one and it was definantly worth the multiple-month wait. Though my Hyperfixation has mostly died im hopeful that it will resurrect soon. We’ll have to wait and see.

#helluva boss blitz #helluva boss millie #ghostf**kers #helluva boss ghostfuckers #helluva boss #show analysis #hyperfixation #helluva boss ronaldo #ranting into the void

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bteezxyewriter12 · 2 months ago

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Teach

Pairing- Jungkook x Named Reader x Namjoon

Word count- 7k

Includes- Getting caught, teaching sex, Jungkook is a virgin, blow job, deepthroating, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary, cock riding, multiple orgasms

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Jungkook POV

“Fuck”, I hear Joanne scream

She’s with Namjoon again

She’s always with him

I guess it makes sense

He’s her boyfriend

But they’re so loud and wild every time they have sex

And he always leaves his door almost half open

I lost count of how many times the guys or I have seen them both naked

They have like a kink where they like to be watched or caught having sex

They always have sex in public places too

And honestly it turns me on to see

She’s so fucking hot and she has a killer body

Just seeing her in so much pleasure and getting fucked good makes me horny

I want her

But I can’t have her

She’s Namjoon’s and he loves her more than anything

She loves him too, just as much as he loves her

They’re perfect together

But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to fuck her

I’m so attracted to her

She’s really nice, sweet and funny

And she treats Namjoon like he’s her everything

Which he is

I just want her so much

But the problem is I haven’t had sex yet

I’m 23 and I’ve never been with a girl

There’s just no time with how busy we always are

And I haven’t been lucky like Namjoon and some of the other guys who have girlfriends

It’s not that I haven’t found anyone

I have

She’s just taken

Of course I have to fall in love with a girl I can’t have

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I have to pass Namjoon’s room to get to mine

“Fuck baby girl, you feel fucking amazing”, Namjoon moans

“Mmmmm baby, you like when I fuck you hard?”

Jesus Christ

“Yeah”

“You’re lucky I love your cock”, she moans

Oh my god

As I pass by, I can’t help but look inside

Again, oh my god

She’s on top of Namjoon, bouncing on him

She’s covered in sweat and her breasts are bouncing hard from how hard she’s fucking him

She’s looking down at Namjoon, smirking and biting her lower lip

Good god she’s fucking sexy

I love her so much

She’s the girl I’m in love with, the girl I can’t have

I’d never take her from Namjoon

Ever

And it sucks I can’t be with her

There’s nothing I can do

I don’t know how long I’m standing there watching them, when she looks up and sees me in the doorway

She smirks at me and I get hard

Like instantly

“We have an audience Joonie”, she says seductively

Fuck me

He looks over at me and smirks too

“Wanna watch Jungkook?”, he asks

What?

I mean yeah I do but is he actually gonna let me?

“You want him to watch baby?”, he asks her, smirking

She bites her lip as she looks at me

“Yeah. I want Kookie to watch”, she answers

“C'mon Kookie”, she calls

I fucking can’t

This is insane

“Jungkook c'mon. She wants you to come in”, Namjoon says

“Yyy… you’re ok with this?”, I ask

“Yeah, I’m good with it”, he answers, “Close the door”

I walk inside his room, closing the door behind me

“Bring the computer chair here Kookie and sit”, she requests

I do as she asks

“C'mon baby. Ride me”, Namjoon tells her

She starts moving again

I watch her slide up and down him, his cock going in and out of her pussy

“Fuck”, I whisper

I’m so fucking hard, my cock is straining against my pants

“C'mon baby, Jungkook wants to see you cum”, he tells her

“Right?”, he asks me

I can’t speak, so I just nod

She nods and starts slamming herself harder on him, her hands behind her, leaning on his legs

“Yeah baby. You’re getting so tight. Almost baby”, Namjoon groans

I can’t believe I’m watching this

I see her body start shaking on top on Namjoon

“Fuck, fuck”, she screams, coming on him, “NAMJOON”

“Fuck baby, oh shit it feels so good”, he moans, his eyes closed and hands gripping her hips hard

The fucking pleasure on her face is insane

She’s even more goddamn gorgeous when she cums

Fuck, I want her to cum on me

When she finishes, she stops moving, just sitting on Namjoon, breathing hard

He sits up, pulling her to him in a kiss

When they break apart, she glances over at me

She giggles, “Kookie is hard”

Namjoon looks over at me, then he pulls her to him, whispering in her ear

She whispers back to him and he answers her in a whisper

What the hell are they talking about?

“You sure?”, she asks

“I’m sure baby”, he answers

“Ok”

Namjoon turns back to me

“Want a turn?”, he asks

I feel my eyes pop out of my head

Did her really just ask me if I want to have sex with his girlfriend?

“Wwww….what?”, I stammer

“Do you want to fuck her?”, he asks again

“Seriously? Sss….she wants that?”

I can’t wrap my head around it

“Yeah Kookie. If you want to”, she answers

Of course I want to

But I’ve never done this before

“Yyy….yes I want to bbbut, I’ve never uh….”, I trail off

“You never had sex before?”, she asks surprised

I shake my head

“Any kind? Not even oral or handjob?”

“No”, I answer

“I’ll teach you”, Namjoon says

WHAT? What the hell is going on?

“I’ll show you what to do and you just copy”

He’s offering to teach me how to fuck his girlfriend?

Is he high?

“Don’t look surprised Jungkook, we’ve had threesomes before”, he rolls his eyes

“You have?”, I squeak

“Yeah”, she answers

“With another guy?”

“Yeah with other guys. Girls too”, he answers

“Hhh…have you had any with the other members?”, I ask

“No, you’d be the first”, she answers, “And probably the only”

Again, holy shit

“But you don’t have to Kookie. I didn’t know you’ve never had sex before. If your saving it for the right girl or something like that, it’s cool”, she continues

She is the right girl

For me anyway

I want to lose my virginity to her

“Ok”, I nod

“Ok to what?”, Namjoon asks

“Ok to being with her”, I answer

He shrugs, “Ok then. But don’t touch me”

Is he kidding?

No fucking way

“I won’t. Don’t touch me”, I shoot back

“Not a problem”

Fine then

I can’t believe this is happening

He turns to her, “C'mon baby, off”

She climbs off and sits on the bed, while Namjoon puts his boxers on

He turns to me, “Get undressed but leave your boxers on”

I start to undress.

I’m aware that she’s is watching me

I take my shirt off and I hear her take a sharp breath, “Damn”

I smile to myself

She likes my body

Thank god

Once I’m undressed, Namjoon says to her, “Lay down baby and open you’re pretty legs for Kookie”

Fuck

She lays down and opens her legs wide

And I almost fall down

On my god

She’s fuck so wet already

Namjoon lays next to her and he points to her other side

I go next to her

Namjoon kisses her, “You gonna be a good girl baby and cum a lot for Kookie?”

I let out a whimper sound

“Yeah Joonie”

“Good girl”, he murmurs

“Kiss her Kookie”, Namjoon instructs

Fuck yes

I hover over her, looking down at her

She’s fucking beautiful

Her gorgeous eyes, amazing smile

“Kiss me Kookie”, she requests

I lean over, pressing my lips to hers

Oh god

Her kiss is amazing

She wraps her arms around my neck, pressing her body into mine

Fuck her skin feels so good against mine, so smooth and so fucking soft

I run my hand along my body, touching her

Her tongue slides in my mouth, feeling so good, her hand in the back of my hair, pulling

I fucking love it

“Enough”, Namjoon says

She lets go of me and I move back

“Watch”, Namjoon orders

He slides his hand down her body, touching her

He glides his finger up and down her pussy, making her moan

“She likes anything you do to her.”, he says

His fingers move up rubbing her clit

“Fuck”, she moans

“Anything makes her wet. Our girl loves sex, loves to cum. And I love making her”, her looks up at me, “And you will too”

Our girl?

He said she’s ours

That makes me happy although I know it’s just for right now

I watch him slide his fingers inside her and move rapidly in and out

Her body shakes from his fingers

“She likes when you fuck her with your fingers and play with her clit at the same time”

He puts his thumb on her clit and moves it as he finger fucks her

“Yes Joonie”, she cries

“Good girl”, he praises her

He leans down and sucks on her nipple

She yells louder, her hand going in his hair and pulling

This is making me so horny

Then he lets go and pulls his fingers out

“Joonie”, she whines

“You’re turn. Make her cum”, he orders

I gulp, but reach out to her

I’m so scared I can’t do it, can’t make her feel good, can’t please her

And I want to so much

I touch her, my fingers on her pussy, feeling how wet she is

“So wet”, I whisper, moving my hand to her clit

I start rubbing her there and she shivers

Oh fuck she likes it

“Put your fingers in her. Baby wants to cum”, Namjoon informs me

I nod and slide my fingers in her pussy

Holy shit

She’s so fucking wet and tight

I want to know how she’d feel on my cock

Her tight pussy sliding up and down me, getting me all wet

Fuck I want that so much

But I have to wait

It’s worth it

“Kookie”, she moans my name

I’ve never loved hearing my name as much as I have right now

I move my fingers, slowly at first, getting faster each time I slide back in her

Putting my thumb on her clit, I move on there too

Her body lifts from the bed, responding to me

It’s fucking amazing

“Kookie, it feels good”, she moans

I feel her throbbing on my fingers

“Suck her nipple. She’s almost there”, Namjoon says

Taking her nipple in my mouth I suck rapidly

“Kookie”, she yells, clenching my fingers as she orgasms

Fuck, fuck

I made her cum

I watch her, pleasure all over her face

So fucking gorgeous

Her body falls against the bed when she’s done and I pull my fingers out, looking at her cum all over them

Namjoon puts his fingers in her, takes them out and puts them in his mouth

I feel my eyes widen, watching him

“She tastes really good. It’s all over your fingers. Taste her”, he suggests

I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck on them

“Fuck”, I whisper

“Like it?”, he asks

I nod, “She tastes fucking amazing. I fucking love it”

I do

She’s so fucking good

I’ve never tasted anything so good, so sweet

“You want more?”, Namjoon smirks

I nod

Fuck yes

“Get up”, he orders me as he stands

I stand up, watching him maneuver her, pulling her to the edge of the bed

“Now you’re gonna learn how to eat pussy”, he tells me, “Lucky for you I’m really good at it, so you’ll learn how to be good too”

“Right baby?”, he asks her

“Yeah baby”, she smirks, getting up on her elbows, “I love my Joonie’s tongue”

Jesus, I’ve never been this turned on in my life

“Open baby”, he says

She opens her legs again and I just stare at her

Her pussy is so pretty

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Watch”, Namjoon orders

He puts his tongue on her, then licks up

“Yes”, she shouts

“Baby loves getting her pussy licked. There’s a lot of ways to lick her. Use all your tongue”

He lays his flat on her and moves it, licking up her pussy again

“Use just the tip of your tongue”

He licks up and down with just the tip of his tongue

“You can swirl your tongue around her, go fast or slow, light or hard”

He demonstrates it all, while she moans and whimpers

“You can go inside too”

He slides his tongue in her, licks up and out, then dips back in

“She likes all of it. All of it makes her cum”, he says between licks, “But I’m going to show you how to make her cum good and hard”

“Ok”, I whisper

“I don’t know about other girls, but our girl loves when you play with her clit”

He licks her clit, making her shake, “Right baby girl?”

She bites her lip, nodding

“Again, you can lick her slow or fast, hard or soft, all tongue or just tip”

He demonstrates all to me

I gotta say, he is good at eating pussy from the way she’s going crazy

“But baby girl especially loves when you suck her clit”

I watch him put his mouth around her clit and suck

“NAMJOON!”, she screams

“Good girl”, he praises her

I watch him suck her clit hard, slow, fast and gently

He lets go of her clit, then looks at me

“Got it?”, he asks

“Yeah”

“Good”

He goes back to her pussy, sucking her clit

“You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?”, he asks her

“Yes! Yes Joonie. Don’t stop baby”, she screams

Holy hell

I watch her body tremble, listen to her screams as she cums

Namjoon slides his tongue inside her, licking her cum and making her orgasm again

Shit, I didn’t know girls can cum right after the other

“My baby girl always tastes good”, he praises her, pulling away

Holy shit

"Go play Kookie”, he tells me, sitting next to her

“C'mon Kookie. I want to feel your wet tongue on me”, she requests

“Ok….baby”, I try out

She smiles at me, nodding

Kneeling in front of her, I put my hands on her thighs, laying my tongue on her

I swipe up, listening to her moan when I do

Fuck me

I start moving my tongue faster around her pussy

Fuck she tastes good

I love the way she feels on my tongue

So soft and wet

I swirl my tongue around her, then try the different ways Namjoon showed me how to lick her

I figure out that, right now anyway, she likes it fast and hard

“Play with her clit”, Namjoon says

Moving my tongue there, I slide up and down rapidly with the tip of my tongue

“Kookie, fuck, you’re so good with your tongue”, she cries

Yes!

Thank god she loves it

I was so worried I’d suck

I’ve never done this before

“Suck her clit”, Namjoon demands

“Yes Kookie please baby. Suck my clit. I want it so bad”, she pleads

Fuck

I pull her clit in my mouth and suck hard and faster

“Yes”, she shouts, “More Kookie, more”

I obey, giving her more

“I’m….I’m..”

“Cum in Kookie’s mouth baby”, Namjoon tells her, kissing her shoulder

“JUNGKOOK!”, she screams, her hips moving, fucking my face when she orgasms

Her cum hits my tongue and I’m hit with her fucking amazing taste again

I want more

Sliding my tongue in her, I lick it up, swallowing

“JUNGKOOK!”, she yells again, her pussy tightening on my tongue, her cum covering it when she orgasms again

I swallow, getting ready to move away, but she puts her hands in my hair, keeping me to her

“Again Kookie, please”, she begs, fucking my mouth

Oh god, she doesn’t want me to stop

I won’t

I continue to eat her out, tongue running all over her until she climaxes again

After, she lets go and I pull away

“Good baby?”, Namjoon asks

“Incredible”, she breathes, looking at me

“I need you baby”, Namjoon whispers

She nods

He pulls her up, positioning her on her hands and knees on the bed

Taking his boxers off, he slides his cock in her and starts fucking her

“Fuck”, she moans

“Stand up Kookie”, he commands

When I’m standing, he tells her, “Suck Kookie’s cock baby. He made you cum, now it’s your turn”

Oh fuck

A blow job from her

Yes please

She nods, then smiles at me

“Come here Kookie”

I move closer to her, letting her pull down my boxers

She giggles, “Aw baby’s so horny he’s leaking”

I look down and yeah I am leaking

“I’ll fix it”, she says, licking the cum from my head

She puts me in her mouth and starts sucking fast

Pleasure blasts through my body while I watch her

I can’t believe this is happening

She’s getting fucked from behind while she blows me

Never in a million years would I think this would happen

She puts her hand on my hip, pulling me closer, getting all of me in her mouth, sliding down her throat

I watch her amazed that she’s not gagging

She keeps sucking hard and fast, the pleasure so intense

“You like it Kookie?”, Namjoon asks, “Baby likes cock in her mouth. She’s so good at blow jobs”

“Yyyy…yeah….she is”, I whisper

She looks up at me and smiles

Fuck that’s hot

Moving back she sucks just on my head, her hand wrapping around my shaft, jerking me off while she sucks

“Fuck baby, you’re mouth is fucking amazing”, I moan

“Fuck Jo, you gonna cum baby? I feel you”, Namjoon moans

She nods

Oh god

I know if I see her cum, I’m going to too

She takes all of me in her mouth again, sucking fast

“Cum on my cock baby”, Namjoon orders

It’s like he has command over her body because after he says it, she cums, screaming on my cock, her arms shaking

I can’t handle it and the next suck has me shouting her name while I cum in her mouth

“Fuck JOANNE, fuck”

“Good girl. Swallow Kookie’s cum baby”

She swallows on my cock and it feels so good

She lets go and I move back, pulling my boxers up

Namjoon pulls out and stands moving in front of her

“Go ahead baby”, he tells her

She pulls him to her, his cock all in her mouth, blowing him too

“Good girl.”, he moans

“Go play with her”, Namjoon tells me, “You need to get hard again to fuck her later”

He’s right, I need to get hard again

I still want her and I want it to be good for her

She’s still on her hands and knees, so I lay down under her, pulling her to my mouth by her hips

I wrap my mouth around her clit and start sucking

Her legs tremble around my head and I hear her moaning

I can never get enough of how she responds to me

Running my tongue all over her pussy, I lay there fucking loving having her in my mouth

“Yes baby fuck”, Namjoon yells

I hear him kiss her, then move and sit in the computer chair

“Kookie”, she moans, turning me on

I can never un-hear the way she moans my name

“Please baby”, I plead

“Kookie, fuck”, she whimpers, coming

I hold her on my mouth as I lick everything she gives me

She moves off me laying on the bed next to me

She kisses my cheek and I turn to her kissing her lips

My heart soars when she kisses me back

“Baby, you ready for Kookie to fuck you?”, Namjoon asks

She lifts her head from me and nods, “Yeah”

“Go ahead Kookie”, Namjoon tells me, “Play around. You can go hard, fast, slow or soft. But you have to make her cum before you do, got it?”

I nod

“Start with the normal position with you on top of her. After she cums you can move her on her hands and knees or she can go on top of you”

“Ok”, I answer, so nervous

“Do you want to Kookie?”, she asks me

I run my fingers in her hair, nodding, “Yeah I want to”, I nod

She smiles and my breath leaves my body

“Come on top Kookie”, she says as she pulls my boxers down

I get them off and while I move, she lays on her back, with her legs open

I go on top of her, my cock right there

“Kiss me”, she requests

I lean down my lips on hers, tongue slipping in her mouth

Her hands run all over my body, making fire run through my skin everywhere her fingers touch

She moves her hand between us and aligns me right there

“Please”, she whispers, making me moan and nod

I slowly push inside, breathing hard from the feel of her

“Oh my god”, I whisper, feeling how tight and wet she is

Once I get all the way in, I have to stop for a second before I cum immediately

I lay my head on her, face in her neck while I shake and calm down

I feel her run her hand in my hair

“You feel so good Kookie. So hard and so big. So perfect for me”, she praises

Oh god, she has to stop or I’m going to cum right now

But I’m happy she likes how I feel

“Are you ok? Do you not like it?”, she asks

Is she insane?

“I love it Jo. You feel so fucking amazing baby. So tight and wet. I…I..just need a minute or I’m going to cum from how you feel”

She giggle

I fucking love that sound

“Ok baby.”, she answers, “I love feeling you too”

“Is he ok?”, Namjoon asks

“Yeah baby. He just needs a minute”, she answers

“Huh, he likes your pussy that much”

I feel her nod

“Well I love it too so I know what he feels”, her tells her

I don’t know if he feels exactly what I do

It’s not just sex, it’s being with her

It’s me being happy I’m with her

Once I get a grip over myself, I start to move, sliding in and out of her

Pleasure bursts all over my body, all my nerves on fire

“Fuck fuck fuck”, I moan

Starting slow, I go a little faster with each thrust

“Oh god”, she moans, pressing her body into mine, “Harder Kookie”

I obey and thrust harder, making her so much more wet

“Like it baby?”, Namjoon asks

“Yes. Yes I love it”, she cries, pleasure all over her face

I love that I’m making her feel so good

Giving her so much pleasure

She holds onto my body tightly while I move

“Jjjj…Joonie”, she calls

Joonie?

Why is she calling him?

My confidence takes a hit when she calls him

“Yeah baby?”

“Cccc….can he stay?”, she asks

What?

“What?”, he asks

“I…I love Kookie inside me. I don’t want him to leave. Can he stay? Please?”, she moans

Holy shit

She wants me and she’s asking her boyfriend if she can still have me in her

My mind is fucking blown and my confidence just hit the roof

“Yeah baby, it’s ok with me.”, he answers, “But you have to ask Kookie”

“Kookie please stay. Don’t leave”, she pleads, “Please”

God I love her

“I won’t baby. I promise. I’ll stay as long as you want me to”, I assure her

She nods, “I want you. So much Kookie”

She makes me so happy

These are all the things I’ve always wanted to hear from her

I wish she was mine

“Kookie, more”

I feel her throbbing on my cock and it feels incredible

“Cum baby.”, I moan, “I want to feel you”

Just like she did with Namjoon, her body listens to me when I ask her to cum

Her pussy grips my cock so tightly, keeping me in, while she cums all over me

“JUNGKOOK! Oh JUNGKOOK!”, she screams, her hands holding me tightly, as she shakes under me

My God it feels fucking fantastic

It’s the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt so far

“Fuck her through it”, Namjoon orders, “It’ll feel better for her and she might cum again”

I slam myself in her hard, over and over listening to her screams getting louder

“JUNGKOOK oh god!”

She clenches me again, orgasming again

I gasp, holding back from coming

I want to make her cum more, as much as I can

“Go on your knees and hold her legs open my her ankles. You can go deeper that way”, Namjoon instructs

I do what he says and slam hard in her

He’s right, I go in a lot deeper than before

“Yes, fuck yes Jungkook. Don’t stop”, she shouts

I don’t, pounding her fast and hard, feeling her soak my cock

She screams with every slam, pleasure all over her face

Her hips start moving, meeting my thrusts and it feels so goddamn good

“Kookie, fuck, you feel so good baby. God”

“No baby, you feel amazing. I love being in you”, I moan

I slide hard inside, making her snap as she explodes again, screaming, her body arching from the bed, into me

Yes oh god yes

I’m gonna cum

I’m almost there

She falls back on the bed, and I hover over her again, her legs around my hips, arms around my body

Her pussy has a tight grip on my cock and it feels out of this world pushing through

“Cum Kookie. I want to feel you cum”, she whimpers

Fuck fuck

I can’t hold it

“Fuck JOANNE, JOANNE!”, I shout, coming so hard, the release and ecstasy running through my body shuts my mind off and I just feel

“Fuck Joanne, I love you”, I shout, burying my face in her neck as she holds me, “I love you. Fuck Joanne, I love you so much”

After, I breathe hard, calming down, still laying on her

Lifting my head, I look at her

She’s looking at me with wide eyes

Why is she- oh shit

OH SHIT!

I told her I love her.

Oh my god why?

Stupid mouth, stupid brain

“Jungkook”, Namjoon says quietly

I glance at him and he has the same surprised look she has

I look back at her, “I’m sorry”

I move back, off her and stand up

“I’m sorry”, I repeat, not meeting their eyes as I grab my clothes

“Kookie”, she calls softly

“No I uh…I’m really sorry”, I repeat, running to Namjoon’s door and leaving the room.

I run to my room and close the door, locking it

I can’t believe I told her I love her

In front of Namjoon

Oh my god, he knows I love his girlfriend

He’s going to kill me

She’s never going to talk to me again

I fucked up

I fucked up so badly

I ruined my friendship with both of them

I’m so stupid

I’ve been avoiding Namjoon for the last week

I still see him during practices and in the dorm but I either stick to Tae or Jimin or I’m just in my bedroom with the door locked

I can’t face him

And I definitely can’t face her

I haven’t seen her in a week although I know she’s been at the dorm

I hear her talking and laughing with the guys

I just can’t see her

I’m still so in love with her but I can’t have her

And I’m scared she’s going to ignore me or tell me off for loving her

I know I can’t avoid them forever but for now it’s all I can do

--------------------------------

There’s a knock on my door the next morning

I sigh, what now?

“Yeah?”

“Kookie. It’s me”, she calls

Oh god

Fuck

What do I do?

“Can I talk to you?”, she asks

No no no

I don’t want to talk

I know what she’s going to say

That she doesn’t love me, she loves Namjoon, she doesn’t want me

I already know, I can’t hear her say it too

“Please Kookie?”, she asks

Fuck

I can’t say no to her

It’s not fair

I want to tell her no, but I don’t have it in me to do it

I get up from my bed and walk to the door

I take a deep breathe, steeling myself for whatever she’s going to say

I slowly open my door to her beautiful face

And to Namjoon who's behind her

What the fuck?

He’s going to murder me

“Can we come in?”, she asks

“I…uh…yeah”, I relent, moving aside to let them in

I close the door after them then go sit on my bed

Namjoon sits in my computer chair and she sits next to me

God, I just want her in my arms

“Look about last week”, Namjoon starts

“I’m sorry”, I cut him off, “I know you’re pissed off because of what I said-”

“Jungkook let me finish”, he says

I close my mouth and nod

“Do you love Joanne? Was that something you just said in the moment or is it true? Don’t lie”

He’s looking at me and I know he’ll know if I lie

“Yes. I…I’m in love with her”

He nods, “How long?”

“When I first met her”

“That long?”

I nod

They’ve been together for four years

So that’s how long I’ve loved her

“Ok so I’m going to tell you we’re not mad, so don’t worry about that”, he explains

What?

They’re…he’s…not mad I told his girlfriend I love her?

“Joanne and I talked about what happened and what you said.”

“Uh ok”, I answer

Where is he going with this?

“So we decided that if you want to, you can be in our relationship too.”, he says

I blink, unsure I heard what he said

“I…..what?”

“You can be her boyfriend too”, he says

“I….I…”, I trail off

I can wrap my head around this

“Look I’m not saying this is permanent ok? We’ve never done this before and we don’t know if it’s going to work. But we’re open to try it and see how it goes”, he explains

“Uh how would that work?”, I ask

She’d have two boyfriends?

Would he be a higher boyfriend than me because they’ve been together for so long?

Is he going to make all the decisions?

“Uh I’m not sure. All three of us have to communicate well with each other or it won’t work. If you want to be with her or take her out or whatever you have to let me know so I don’t plan anything that day. And I’ll let you know if I’m going to be with her. It’s not just you doing what I say. The only thing is that me and you are just friends. We just love the same girl and are with the same girl. I’m not into guys so I’m letting you know that right now”

“I’m not either”, I reply

“Ok that’s good. The only thing I’m going to say right now is that you treat her good. You don’t yell at her, hurt her or hit her. If you do, you’re dead. She’s the love of my life and I’ll kill you if you mistreat her”, he tells me

Hit her?

I’d never hit her

I don’t hit girls

I would never hurt her

And that’s what I tell him

“I would never hurt her. Ever”, I answer

“Good. I’m trusting you with my baby”

I nod, my mind blown

Again

I never thought this would ever happen

Or that he’d be ok with it

“Whose idea was this?”, I ask

“Mine”, Namjoon answers

“Yours?”, I ask incredulously, “Why?”

Why would he do this?

He shrugs, “Because we let other people in when we have threesomes, so this isn’t a big jump from that. You love her and I know you. And she likes you”

What? I turn to her

“You do?”, I ask shocked

She smiles and nods

I turn back to Namjoon

“And that doesn’t bother you?”

“No because I know she loves me”, he answers

“But….”

Should I ask this?

Will it piss him off?

“What?”

“But what if she falls in love with me too? Like she is with you?”

“As long as she loves me, it doesn’t bother me.”, he says

“Really?”

“Really”, he says, “But if she wants out of this and only wants me, then you need to back off. And if you want out, tell us and you can leave. And if it’s not working then sorry but you’re out”

“What if she only wants me?”

He glares at me, “Not gonna happen but on the extreme off chance she does, I’ll back off”

Fuck, I pissed him off

“Don’t worry Joonie.”, she answers, “I’m always going to love you. I’m always going to be with you. For the rest of my life”

“I know baby. I’m always going to love you too”, he smiles at her, “I’m always going to be with you too baby, even when we’re old and wrinkled”

The smiles she beams at him is gorgeous

They really love each other

He looks back at me, “So do you want to do this?”

Do I?

I get to be with her, love her, possibly have her love me

And I’m not against being in their relationship

Just like Namjoon, as long as she wants me, maybe loves me, I don’t care if she loves Namjoon too

“Yes”, I answer, “I want to do this”

He nods, “Ok”

“What about the guys? Are we keeping this a secret?”

“They know. We told them what we were going to talk to you about”, he answers

Uh ok

“They know?”

“Yeah they were weirded out at first but they accept it”, she answers

Uh ok

I guess it’s ok they know

“Ok well I have to go to my studio to work on some songs.”, Namjoon says getting up, “I’ll see you later”

He’s leaving?

He comes to her, leans down and kisses her

“Bye baby. I’ll see you later. I love you”

“Bye Joonie. I love you”, she says

He turns and leaves my room

I have no clue what to do now

“So uh if you’re busy now, I can go. We just wanted to talk to you about this.”, she says standing up, “I uh guess I’ll see you later”

She starts to turn away but I grab her hand

“Stay”, I ask

“Oh uh ok”, she answers

I pull her to me, putting her on my lap and kiss her

God it’s just like the first time

Fireworks going off

She kisses me back, my tongue in her mouth, her hands in my hair

I start kissing her neck all over

“I want you”, I moan

I want her so much

I want to feel her again

I want to make her feel good

She answers me by pulling my shirt off and kissing me starting from my neck down to my shoulder and chest

Her lips leave fire on my skin everywhere they touch

I take her shirt off, then I’m able to get her bra off without being an idiot about it

“God you’re so fucking sexy”, I praise her, taking her nipple in my mouth and sucking

“Fuck Jungkook”, she moans

“Yeah baby fuck. I love hearing you moan my name”

Holding her to me, I turn, laying her on my bed

She reaches up to me, holding onto me tightly

Leaning down, I catch her lips in a kiss again, while I pull her pants and panties down

I get them off and throw them somewhere in my room

Her hands move down my body and get to my sweatpants

She slides her hands under the waist band and pulls both my pants and boxers down

I help her and kick them off

She gets as close to me as possible, her chest against mine, pressing her body against mine

I didn’t realize how much I love just feeling her skin on mine until right now

“Kookie…I…I…”

“What baby? What do you want? I’ll do whatever you want”, I answer

“I need you”, she moans

Fuck, she can have me

Anytime she wants

“Ok baby, you have me whenever you want. I promise”, I answer, putting her leg over my hip

“Please Kookie”, she pleads

“Ok baby”

I slide inside her, going all the way in, my body shivering

She sighs, like I’m supposed to be in her

Like she I’m all she needs

I like that

I move, sliding in and out of her, her pussy getting tighter on me, keeping me inside

“Fuck baby, you like me in you this much?”, I ask, “You want to keep me inside?”

“Yes Kookie. I love you in me. I don’t want you to leave”, she moans

“I won’t baby, I promise. I want to stay”, I whisper

I move harder and faster, making her yell out with each thrust

“Baby, you feels so good, holding me tight. Fuck I love you”, I groan

I don’t care about saying it anymore

She knows and I just want to say it

I feel her getting ready and I never wanted her to cum on me as much as I do right now

“Cum on me baby”, I whisper, kissing her neck

“JUNGKOOK”, she yells, coming and shaking in my arms

“Good girl, fuck, you’re so beautiful baby”, I murmur

She looks up at me and smiles, “Jungkook you are so beautiful you don’t even know”

I have no idea what to think

She thinks I’m beautiful?

Oh my god

She kisses me, gently pushing me back until I’m laying on my back

“My beautiful Kookie”, she whispers kissing me all over my face

“My baby”, she says, trailing kisses down my neck and chest

God her kisses are amazing

I love feeling her lips on my skin

“My Jungkook”

Fuck I love hearing her call me her Jungkook

I am

From the second I saw her, I was hers

She kisses back up my body, whispering in my ear, “I’m going to make my baby feel so good”

I moan loudly

She climbs on top of me, sliding down my cock, my body trembling

Fuck, going inside her is like the first time everytime

My body just reacts to her

She puts her hands on the wall above me and she starts bouncing on me, starting off slow, then going faster and faster

Pleasure blasts through my body

Watching her ride me gets me so much more horny

“God baby, you’re so good at this”, I moan

“Kookie, you have no clue how much I’ve been wanting to ride you”

Fuck me

“What?”, I whisper

“I wanted to last time we we’re together but you ran away”

“I’m sorry baby. I just panicked”

“Shh baby. It’s ok. I can ride you all the time now”

Oh god she can

I just realized, I can be with her when I want, when she wants

“Yeah baby, you can. Whenever you want, you can have me”

“You can have me too baby. Whenever you want”, she answers

God I’m happy

She slides up, squeezes my head so tight then slides back down

“Oh god”, I yell

She keeps herself tight while she slams down on me

The pleasure is so goddamn good

I run my hands up her legs, touching her hips and sliding up her body

Sitting up a little, I plant kisses all over her stomach, sucking and licking her skin

“Mmmmm Kookie”

“Baby girl. Cum. Please. I want it”

“Yeah Kookie”, she moans, sliding up and coming on my head

I watch her cum run down my cock, and I swallow hard

Oh fuck that’s so hot

“God baby, you’re fucking perfect”, I moan

When she finishes, I grip her hips, slamming her down on me

As she comes down I thrust up, going in so deep

“Yes!”, she screams

I thrust up again when I bring her down and I slide into her, making her scream

“There Kookie. Fuck there!”, she pleads

Did I just find her spot?

Oh my god

“Where baby?”, I ask, slamming her again, “There?”

I hope I didn’t lose it

“Yes!”

Good

I love the reaction I’m getting from her, so I keep slamming her there over and over

It doesn’t take long before she orgasms again, getting tight on me

“JUNGKOOK!”, she screams

God I love her orgasms

The pleasure from them is so intense and I want to feel it over and over

Bringing her down again, I slam her spot causing another orgasm right after the first one

Oh my god, yes

I want her to have more

“Again baby”, I moan, thrusting into her, making her explode again

I keep going, every few thrusts causing another orgasm, her screams music to my ears

I lost count of how many I’ve given her

“C'mon baby girl. One more”, I ask

She nods

I slam her the hardest I have so far and she screams, her body shaking violently on top of me

The pleasure is overwhelming as I cum inside her, screaming her name and enjoying the pleasure

“JOANNE, oh god baby!”

“Good Kookie, good boy”, she murmurs

When I finish, she climbs off and lays next to me

I turn to her automatically, pulling her in my arms

It’s the first time I’m holding her and I fucking love it

She turns to me and reaches out, running her fingers in my hair

She’s looking at me, smiling

“I know I’m going to love you Kookie”, she whispers

She will?

Oh god I hope so

“You are?”, I ask

She nods, “I don’t know how long it’ll take but I just know I’m going to fall in love with you too”

“But Namjoon-”

“I love him. In love with him. But I have room to love you too.”

“As long as you love me Jo, I’m more than ok”, I whisper, kissing her

I really don’t care

I just want her and if she loves me, I’m good

I can do this with her and Namjoon.

Because she’s worth it

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marvelous-slut · 1 year ago

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Rats - Chibs Telford x Reader

not many warnings on this one, just mentions of guns i think? xx

You feel your body tense up as you hear the motorcycle pull up to your driveway. The gun in your hand is cold, but you have a tight grip on it. You have your mothers crucifix in the other hand, holding onto it just as tight as you pray silently. Tears fall from your eyes as you stand up to face the door way. The engine turns off and your body goes cold, holding the gun out to the door. Prepared to kill whoever it is that has been sent to kill you.

It was always said Piney, Clay and Bobby had spent many days in the club house carrying you around. They held you, fed you, changed you. Bobby was the most attached to you out of the three men, once you got old enough he’d make sure he had things to keep you occupied. He didn’t want you thinking of your father Otto being locked up and at this time as far as you were concerned your mother had a 9-5, but everyone knew she was filming her movies to try to help with the expenses that came with a baby.

Jax and Opie had been your right hand men for years. The two of you had did everything together. Riding bikes together and imitating all of your fathers, running around Teller-Morrow together. Once the three of you hit high school, your trip was inseparable. Lots of parents didn’t want their kids hanging around “biker thugs” kids.

Tig was like the creepy uncle, sure you didn’t like to sit alone with him but he sure did know how to make someone laugh when they were down. Juice, while quiet he thought highly of you. You were always willing to help him out, and he did the same for you. Any time he over heard you talk about going on dates, he was looking up information on the guy to make sure he wouldn’t cause any problems. Happy was different, he usually said nothing when you were around. You couldn’t help but like him because when he did say something, it was always a great comeback or eagerness to help the club.

Chibs Telford, he was the man who occupied your mind day in and day out. The one who looked out for you most in the club besides Bobby. You didn’t know what it was or why he did the things he did for you, but they always made you feel like a high school girl again with a crush. Anytime at the SAMCRO parties when you’d have a little too much to drink, he’d make sure you made it to his bed safe and sound, untouched. He’d let you sleep there alone until the morning when you felt better. He always had coffee made for you two to share. Maybe it was the fact he had a daughter he couldn’t take care of as you were younger than him, but it made you feel a way about him that you’d never felt about anyone else.

One of these men would kill you tonight and you were sure of it. You hoped it would be Happy, convinced it would be him. He would kill at the drop of a hat, plus you were close to him. Bobby would never be able to pull the trigger he was too close. No one else made sense. Your father had ratted on the club and tonight they’d seek revenge on his child as his wife was buried 6 feet under ground. As much as you loved these men dearly, considered them family you also knew what they were capable of if it hurt the club. The engine turns off and you hear a knock at the door. You set the crucifix down, holding on to the gun with both hands. Your heart falls when you see Chibs standing at your door, of course. They’d sent him to end your life. As he sees you with the gun pointed at him, he throws his hands up in the air.

“Jesus Christ! Lass, put that thing away!” You continue holding the gun, pointing it directly at his head. You feel yourself shaking, unsure if it was fear or shock. Maybe even both. Tears spill over as you realize the man you’d been in love with would kill you, or you’d kill him.

“No. I know dad ratted. I know what you’re here for!” You scream, shoving the gun closer to him. He grabs it and jerks it down. He takes the gun, emptying the bullets. You fall to the floor, tears falling down your face. “I don’t want to die.”

“What the hell are ya talkin’ about?” He asks, shoving the weapon into the waist band of his pants. He squats down, pushing hair out of your face. “Who’s going to kill ya?”

“Apparently you! The club has to send a message to dad about him flipping, my moms dead. He has nothing else to loose besides me.” You say, Chibs feels his heart ache at the sight of your tears and fear. He grabs your face, making you look him in the eyes.

“Love, no one’s killing anyone. Jackie boy wanted me to come by and make sure you were okay. Reassure you the club still has your back, we know this ain’t your fault. What your father has done doesn’t outweigh the trust we have in you.” The words make a weight lift off your chest. You wipe the remaining tears away and laugh. Chibs remains a little distraught that you thought he would be coming to kill you.

“They wouldn’t send me anyways, probably send Happy.” He says, chuckling as he does. “Jax says we have some kinda fucked up bond.” You think back to the times Jax had told you at the club house you had daddy issues after he’d saw you and Chibs together.

“That bastard.” You say, sighing afterwards. Chibs has a confused look on his face.

“Do we have some kinda fucked up thing?” He asks. You grab his hands, running your fingers over them.

“Maybe we do. But I like it.” You say, he smiles, pulling you into his chest. Your face lays on his kutte as he runs a hand through your hair. “Would you please stay tonight?” You whisper.

“I’d love to.”

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy x reader #chibs telford #chibs telford x reader #chibs telford imagine #sons of anarchy imagine #chibs x you #chibs imagine #chibs sons of anarchy

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ot3 · 10 months ago

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Hi, I just finished the AA trilogy with my bf and we fell in love with it! I found your blog the other day, and it sometimes feels like you're the only one giving correct takes on these characters' writing and the minutiae of everyone's inner worlds (or the fumbling of, see Godot).

I just got here, but, something that's been bothering me about the fandom's approach to the sequel trilogy is like... the imperialist undertones are glossed over, or swept under the rug. Researching "The Dark Age of the Law" and beyond puts a sour taste in my mouth. And with Khura'in the country vs Kurain the village? It all feels racist at best (the concept of the Divination Seance gives me squick). If you have the time, I'd love to hear your thoughts about AA5 and AA6 in relation to the world of AA as a whole. Thanks again for all of your thoughtful and nuanced takes on this series!

so glad to hear you guys liked the games!! thank you for enjoying my posts, i always appreciate it.

the tl;dr of it is that i do think they are genuinely bad enough additions to the franchise that they have signed mainline ace attorney's death warrant. picking out the dark age of the law stuff and aa5 and the imperialism in aa6 you've pretty much honed right in on my two biggest critiques

however i do want to say that although they're being bundled and sold as a 'second trilogy' that's not quite accurate either experientially when playing the games or from a development perspective. aa4 had scenario design/creative direction by series creator shu takumi, with the art director being kazuya nuri (responsible for character design for rise from the ashes in the series previous to this); aa5+6 was spearheaded by takeshi yamazaki, who had been with the franchise since its first game, with the slightly less tenured takuro fuse on art direction/character design. yamazaki and fuse are not without skill, but i think they're both significantly less skilled than takumi and nuri respectively and. it really shows.

pair that with the fact that aa5 and 6 fundamentally do not follow up on any of ace attorney 4's established characters or plots more than superficially, i don't think it's particularly useful to critique 4-5-6 as if they're a single body of work in the same way the trilogy is. apollo justice isn't a perfect* ace attorney game but it's a good one.

anyway i think buying into the 'dark age of the law' stuff in ace attorney 5 necessitates cheapening all of the events preceding it. the implication that 1. the law wasn't that bad before but it Is Now and 2. a single case was the tipping point for whether or not the entire legal system would be bad just ruins the times when ace attorney has managed to acknowledge corrupt systems as a massive source of problem for the everyman in the past

i think this screenshot from the dark age of the law wiki page says a lot:

For starters, that phoenix quote. He would not fucking say that. I don't think there has ever been a point during or leading up to phoenix's career where he thought the legal system had 'glory' he would then want to restore it to. you seem to get it so im not gonna harp on this too much on this but. jesus christ

then, then there's fact that even by stating the most basic details about the franchise's events undermines the whole premise. like okay notice that the corruption that happens during the trilogy/investigations spinoffs is coming from all of the actual agencies that represent law and order/the system: the prosecutors, the police, and the prosecutorial investigation committee. however in aa5 the thing they choose to paint as responsible for supposedly unprecedented levels of corruption in the legal system is defense attorneys resorting to more drastic means, and the general public; aka not the people who are responsible for upholding the legal system but the people who are victimized by it and in opposition to it.

i don't think this was an intentional choice as much as it's just sloppy, inconsiderate, and contrived writing.

aa6 is just flat out racist. 'imperalist undertones' is i would say the gentlest way you could phrase it. like. japanese characters going to a made up south asian country that needs to be taught how to govern itself to quash its internal rebellion is like. so high on the yikes meter.

making a bunch of fake 'ethnic sounding' nonsense names filled with apostrophes to make them into silly sounding english phrasing was a disastrously tone deaf thing for the localization to do. they're really unforgivable. the worst of it all is probably "Inga Karkhuul Haw'kohd Dis'nahm Bi'ahni Lawga Ormo Pohmpus Da'nit Ar'edi Iz Khura'in III" i'm unsure if the names are quite as offensive in the original japanese because i haven't looked too much into what they actually are and have a really limited knowledge of the language. but. this name in japanese is "インガ・カルクール・ククルーラ・ラルバン・ギジール・ホフダラン・マダラ・ヴィラ・ヤシマ・ジャクティエール・クライン３世" which is written in katakana. katakana is, in contrast to kanji and hiragana which are used for writing japanese, used to phoenetically transcribe foreign languages or to write loan words. so the foreign-ness of this character is being emphasized here in the original text as well.

the supposed cultural inferiority of the khurainese people is baked into the game at pretty much every level, down to the gags. khura'in has the 'plumed punisher' show, which is actively criticized by the characters in game for just being a cheap ripoff of the steel samurai. they don't even get to have their own tv.

i believe the reason the racism is pretty much glossed over a lot in the fandom is for several reasons. for starters, ace attorney fans overall tend to fall into three camps: 1. people like me who fucking hate these games, refuse to acknowledge them, and would retcon them out of existence if possible. 2. people who have found things they like about the game and have a Good Version of the characters and plots that they have constructed in their head and 3. people who view all of the hate on these games as completely overblown

the first camp Does talk about how the game is racist but we're all already in agreement about that so it's kind of preaching to the choir and a bit redundant to keep going on about. the second camp tends to acknowledge the stickier aspects of the game but focuses on making content around the elements they like rather than critique. the third camp is the type to throw the baby out with the bathwater re: critiquing a thing they like. it's all haterism to them. but either way i think its kind of fucked up how many people will be like 'aa6 isnt that bad you guys are just mean' without even acknowledging these complaints.

anyway the khura'in country vs kurain village thing is really weird to me it shows both a lack of imagination and a disregard for the series' own established lore. why would a girl from a village where almost everyone is a spirit medium need to go to a place where only, like, two people are mediums to train.

i will say though that the divination seance is kind of one of the only things i found about aa6 to be an interesting addition. for a franchise with ghost summoning and murder solving, the two have a kind of hilariously low amount of overlap so i found the idea of bringing ghost bullshit into court really fun. mechanically speaking, the divination seances also felt a LOT better to play than the mood matrix segments of aa5.

in general, i think the biggest weakness of the mainline franchise under takeshi yamazaki's stewardship is its misunderstanding of stakes. both aa5 and 6 prioritize more bombastic and impressive on paper material stakes. oh no! the ENTIRE JUSTICE SYSTEM BEING GOOD OR BAD depends on this one case! on no! we have to DEAL WITH REBEL INSURGENTS! complete horseshit when there is not competent and functional enough character writing to get us emotionally invested here. yamazaki seems to think bigger is better, and that just simply isnt true for something like ace attorney

i've pointed this out in the past when critiquing aa5 and 6 but if you look at the actual material stakes on the line in ace attorney, they're at their highest after rise from the ashes. ousting the corrupt chief of police is the most impressive and impactful thing phoenix does with his career (arguably until the jurist system, but definitely in the trilogy.) but that's not the big Finale case for his character arc. his finale case is defending his college girlfriend; a nun who lives in the mountains, whose conviction would have had zero implications on the larger fabric of ace attorney's legal system. because takumi's writing clearly shows that he understands what makes a plot impactful is the emotional stakes the characters have invested in the events.

before taking over the main franchise, takeshi yamazaki was responsible for the miles edgeworth investigations spinoffs. i do enjoy both of those games - aai2 in particular is really strong. yamazaki does a great job with edgeworth's character arc even if i have some specific gripes with the duologys writing. i think theyre solid additions to the franchise. but you can see traces of this sort of misalignment in narrative priorities here as well. for example, the last case in aai1 is notorious for still going on for, like, an entire hour or two past the time when the last remaining plot point we care about has been revealed. because yamazaki seemingly had no understanding that That was the thing the case should have been about, and that should have been the final mic drop of the game. it just keeps going! he didn't know the game was done and he added a bunch more bullshit busywork after it that no one likes!

so yeah. without going into anything even as specific as how individual plotlines or character arcs were mishandled in aa5/6 that's really my overview What Went Wrong of those games.

#i genuinely might need to put my opinion on aa5 and 6 in my faq at this point #not because i mind getting a chance to talk about how much i hate these games. but just for due diligence #ace attorney #*there are two perfect ace attorney games: aa1 and plvspwaa #this got so long im so so sorry.#i think ill just hotlink this post in my faq because it hits most of my talking points about these games

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