#MOTORBOATED YOU HEAR ME?

[sushiwrote]

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐒 " 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 " — 🫧🙂‍↕️🥵 𝟏𝟏:𝟏𝟏 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑 !

06/12/24 — Not gone say too much but… they would’ve had to escort me out, because I would’ve jumped up on that B Stage and would’ve been getting motorboated with his balls, right there live on stage for all the world to see. And what about it? Going soooo feral. I never gave a FAWK. — ORIGINAL VIDEO CREDITS TO THIS TWT USER [ xx ]

[hoshigray]

hear me out🙏 imagine student body president!sukuna and delinquent!reader😍 same scenario but just switched

𝐚. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i hear you, loud AND clear !!

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: student body president! Sukuna x bratty delinquent fem/afab! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - modern setting; you and kuna are college seniors - oral (m! + slight f! receiving) - face + throat fucking - clitoral play (sucking) - impact play (cheek + pussy slaps) - fingering (f! receiving) - standing + piledriver positions - unprotected sex - overstimulation - dumbification - degradation (brat, cumslut, pig, slut, whore) - blackmail - dick piercing (frenulum) - mention of drool/spit and tears.

⊹ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.7k

If there’s one thing that Sukuna loves more than anything, it’s power.

For Sukuna, the pinnacle of power is not just a status but a destiny he believes is his alone. In his heart of hearts, he knows he is the one who can keep this school in check, his control palpable in every corner of the campus.

Having Ryōmen Sukuna as the student body president of the senior class was either the best or worst thing, depending on who was asked. Although intimidated by some faculty and professors, they saw him as a significant influence on maintaining the students’ behavior for the college’s image. As for his peers, some would vouch that he was the scariest person they've ever met within their college student’s behaviors on campus. As for the students…whether they made sure not to get in the salmon-pink-haired man’s way, did as they were told, or generally avoided getting in his bad side all around, the truth was known in the air: Sukuna is a force not meant to be reckoned with. 

So, dealing with people who stand in his line of power will be dealt with — especially brats like you.

You were the biggest thorn in Sukuna’s side, a true innocent fool who dared disobey him without fear of consequence. For one, you were such a disrespectful minx, always speaking to him with such a foul mouth as if his aura that frightens others doesn’t shake you down. You bat your eyes at him during his lectures, dumb doe eyes that flutter with dull eyelids as if not a single word from his mouth was processed in that mind of yours as you’ll just wound up doing the exact shit again within a week or less. You have no amount of respect for his superior status, treating Sukuna like some big shot. 

“Tah, you don’t scare me, Prez!” You mocked with a laugh. “You and your little tattoos can go somewhere and make the other babies piss their pants and leave me the hell alone. Mind your business and stay outta mine.”

God, to say you were insufferable was scratching the surface. Sukuna can admit that nothing in his last year of college would allow him to experience absolute euphoria than crushing that childish grin off your face. It’s all he can think about whenever he has the misfortune of seeing your name or catching your face in the halls on his way to lectures and meetings.

But then again, if he can’t discipline you in the way he wanted on school grounds, it doesn’t mean you’re safe from him on the outside.

And then, like a miracle to his prayers, he finally had the dirt to give him all the more motivation. His second in command, Uraume, had found some evidence of your inappropriate behavior on the school’s campus. Pictures and videos alike, his smile grew bigger the deeper he looked into it.

Images of you flashing your bare tits in what seems to be a party in one of the dormitories and some drunk guy motorboating your chest, another of you smoking weed in one of the laboratories, which were undoubtedly smoke-free, and one portraying you fingering yourself in while sucking off one of the basketball athletes in the gymnasium men’s locker room. And the cherry on top was explicit videos of yourself that would tarnish the school’s reputation and have you expelled in seconds — absolute music to Sukuna’s ears. 

The thought of destroying your image and exposing you to the filthy bitch you have put a spark of joy in the student body president’s cruel heart. But what would the fun be if he threw this evidence out all at once? He was a man who loved to drag out the torture of his victims. So, when he pulls you aside, to your dismay, and showcases the dirt he has on you, the look on your face? Not even a picture would be enough for him to enjoy such a glorious reaction. He never thought he’d see where you’d beg and plead to him on your knees, only fueling the superiority within his stance.

However, he likes to play with his food. So, he’ll put his hands up, “Alright, fine, I won’t take this to the higher-up…” yet the smirk didn’t match the comfort expressed. “On one condition.”

And for said condition? To use you and see your talents for himself.

“Damn, this mouth really knows how to work, huh?”

Oh, to be fucking your face in the student body government lounge isn’t something he’d expect. But holy shit, is he not fucking complaining. He throws his head back as his pelvis relentlessly smacks the plump of your soapy lips. His hands grabbed your head and forced you onto his length, which you were crying on like crazy.

Tears roll down your face; the harshness of his ruts sting like hell. You could only grip his jeans to steady, yet the more he bullies his dick into your throat, your train of thought becomes more impossible to follow through. 

He slaps your cheeks, “Pay attention, bitch,” he curses from above and yanking you by the ear. “Loosen that jaw of yours and suck me off like the cumslut you are.”

Your glare gratifies him, watching you obey his words and hollow your cheeks. Jesus, the tightness of your throat has shivers crawl to his shoulders.

“Mmmff! Mmmm!!” Your muffled whimpers were all his ears could pick up on, and they made him sigh heavenly. He peers down to meet such a naughty image: your lips coated in saliva and his precum bubbling and piling with every snap and pull of his hips. Your tears and furrowed brows gave him the hugest ego boost of his life, making the devilish superior push feverishly into your mouth. 

“—Mnnph! Yesss, yeah, that’s right; keep cryin’, you fucking brat.”  Fuck, he’s so fucking close; your mouth and tongue were doing mad work for him to release, busting his load into your throat and succumbing to you to drink and accept his semen.

Balls deep to your lips, saliva mixes with salty tears, striking down your chin. You swallow every bit of him with a satisfied hum, eyes rolling up when he grinds his pelvis for his dick to go deeper.

But that doesn’t mean you should rest — hell no. Sukuna rips his erect limb out of your mouth and pushes you to your back with a kick. You couldn’t interject as he pushed your legs to your chest. An exotic position that exposes the damp spot of your thong from your lifted skirt. 

The president tsks at the display with a sneer. “Fucking slut, so wet from just sucking me off.” He slides the underwear and is welcomes to your scent and taste when he glides his tongue to your clit. “You really are a fucking bitch in heat, huh?”

His tongue pets and laps around your labia, lubing your vagina with his spit while slurping your essence that messes around your inner thighs. You’re choked up, whining from his tongue fucking the entrance of you and licking your clit.

“—Ohoo! Hoohh, Sukunaa, pleaseee,” you slurred from the suck of your clit, his tongue pushing it and grazing his teeth with the delicate bud. “Hahhhfuckk, put it innn, ‘Kuna, I want—Daaahaa!!” You cried at the slap of your cunt, stinging your sensitive clit from the rough palm of his hand.

“Don’t tell me what to do, brat,” another smack to your slit as you cough up spit. “Such a broad, only thinking with just your pussy.” Although, he had to admit, seeing your pussy wink from his hits and teases made his pride sing. With a low chuckle, he straightens up, your anticipation climbing up when he brings his middle and forefinger to wet with saliva.

Yet a record scratches at the feel of something wet around your asshole, the digits pushing and teasing your puckered entrance. Begs fly out you’re mouth, but they substitute with a scream when his fingers manage to insert inside and massage around your walls.

“What, you thought I was just gonna play with that pussy like you wanted?” He laughs at your cries, stroking his ego from your anus, clamping onto him with the scrape of his fingernails. “You got some nerve; only dirty pigs like you get dirty rewards.” You gasp at the withdrawal of his fingers, and he whistles at the sight. “So here ya go, little slut…”

Sukuna aligns his cock to your rear, pushing it with no care for your lack of preparation. You scream at the insert of his cockhead and piercing, and the stretch that comes along his inches burrowing inside causes more tears to fall. But not in pain—the expression on your face showed no sign of resentment. 

“Haaahh, yeeesshh,” your hands come to the back of your ass to help the position you’re in, the angle making your writhing figure jolt. And it gets better once Sukuna’s hips go at a mediocre pace. “Shooo goood…!!”

Your hands find Sukuna’s ankles when his frenulum piercing jabs you with precision with the increase of his erratic thrusts. High pitches and shrieks fill the student body lounge, skin slapping against each other, creating an inappropriate sound. Like Sukuna cares, though; fucking your ass on the floor with no grace — so much for a president.

“—Khheh, hooohshiiit, pig can’t even speak properly, making such a ruckus.” It’s true; you showed no restraint in concealing your wails. If anything, they get louder and louder with the clasp of your butthole on his length, drool spilling from your agape mouth. “Noisy ass acting all dumb on my cock.” 

The graze of his piercing gets worse every second; shit feels way too good, like his balls smacking down your ass. But you couldn’t foresee his next move; Sukuna slipped his middle finger inside your chasm and wiggled around your vagina. A strong yelp erupts from your body from the “come hither” motion that scratches your upper walls, and you can’t help but let yourself go.

Your climax has you howling, your holes contracting with force from every passing wave that rocks your core. You pant heavily, milking the dick that continues to plunge into your ass, Sukuna groaning at the grasp of your anus and the walls around his middle finger. 

He then pulls his digit out and brings it to his mouth, sucking your liquids with a smirk. “Not bad, broad.”

© 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲2024 – reblogs and comments are appreciated wholeheartedly ☆ header edit done by me + dividers by @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more.

[simonsrileyhusband]

hear me out.. Reader that has an obsession with simons big chest.. 🤤🤤 groping and motorboating his moobies when he has the chance sometimes going under his shirt to mark and suck on his nips till he comes <3 i stg this man makes me go crazy NGHHHH

this is so me.

nsfw-ish:

simon know you love his pecs or "boobs" as you sometimes call them. and he isn’t against the idea, after all he puts a lot of time and effort in working out.

and he grows used to you laying on his chest, or lifting up his shirt to bite and suck on them.

he even likes to play into this little obssesion you have, by wearing compression shirts after working out his chest. he comes home all pumped up from the heavy weights he lifted and you find yourself drooling.

"im a bit sore lovie, why don't you give them a little masaage?"

next day they hurt even more, simon wakes up with bite marks and hand print all across his chest. a proud smile on his face as he watches you sleep ontop of him, tour head resting on his pecs.

[chaos-in-deepspace]

L&DS Sylus: Boobies | 18+ Drabble

Listen...I don't wanna hear it. I know I said I was gonna wait for him to come out so I could learn his character...BUT HIS BOOBS ARE RIGHT THERE GUYS! And I'm a whore. So anyway this is a ten minute drabble so don't expect much!

Pairing: Sylus x Reader Warning: Motorboating, Mentions of Edging Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Sylus

It absolutely wasn’t your fault…nope not in the slightest. If anything, it was his fault. Why a walking red flag had to be double caked up with boobs that you could drown in was unfair, unjust…a crime. So you couldn’t help yourself, especially not as you watched him box. His chest was literally jiggling and you were drooling.

“Hey…Sy,” you called out, finishing your own reps. Really the entire time you had been…distracted. Watching him was a workout for the eyes though. You had to concentrate hard to follow the bounce of his chest. Sylus looked over, his red eyes taking you in before he smirked. He was covered in a small sheen of sweat and he looked so damn good like this you didn’t know how to handle yourself.

He took off his gloves, tossing them to the side as he walked over with a confident gait that had you already melting. Who knows what would happen when you did this…perhaps he would show you just how good of a boxer he is by punching your gut…gods you could only dream, “You’ve been distracted,” it wasn’t a question but a statement, “Mind sharing what had your attention?”

You licked your lips, nodded your head and hummed, “I am so down to share with the class, but first can you come a little bit closer for me?” you said. Sylus could tell you were up to no good, especially with that hungry look in your eyes. His steps seemed to echo in the private workout room and you shivered as he loomed over you.

“As you wish,” his voice was like a whisper and you bit your bottom lip. You had to do it…if not now then when would you? Nobody else was gonna do it for you, so now was the time.

Your hands itched for a moment, fingers wiggling and you could see Sylus’ eyes looking down and glancing. Your hands came up, reading to grope him when he caught both your wrists with precision. His eyes were only slightly wider as it appeared he figured out what you had planned. He leaned in, his breath ghosting over your lips, ��Is that anyway to ask for what you want?” oh now you were in trouble.

Your gaze went from his lips to his chest, the way it clung to him was enticing and you swallowed the saliva pooling in your mouth before you actually started drooling, “If I ask will you let me?” you questioned, almost anticipating his rejection.

Instead you watched Sylus tilt his head, that cocky smirk was always present as he licked his lips, “Perhaps, but only if you ask nicely,”

You took a deep breath, “Sylus…” you began, steeling yourself, “May I please put my face in your boobies and go brrrrrrrrrr-” you made sure to shake your head with the motion. He stared at you, amusement dancing in his eyes.

“I must say…I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as straightforward as you,” he sighed, then to your surprise he backed up and let go of your wrists. He put his hands up, “Go ahead, nobody else is here and I can see just how much you want it,”

This was a trick…right? Entrapment…well it was a good thing you didn’t care about all of that. You surged forward, grabbing both sides of his boobs and smashing your face in the middle. You squeezed them until it engulfed your cheeks and you made an obnoxious noise like a motorboat. It was the happiest moment of your life as you stilled, just soaking in the moment of being squished against his bosom. 

Then be backed away, his hands roaming over your sides, “Now then,” he began, noticing how content you looked, “Since I’ve given you something you really wanted,” he began walking back towards one of the walls. You were confused, looking down at him with how he was holding you up. Your back hitting the cold wall and your eyes widened. Wait…wait.

“Now I get what I want…isn’t that fair?” His face ghosted over your thighs and you shivered.

“Wait…Sy…we can talk about this,” you began, knowing exactly what would happen if you let him. Flashbacks of him edging you for literal hours went through your mind, and it seemed he was happy you caught on.

“Fair is fair…now open up,”

I regret...nothing

[juicybvns]

currently thinking about…

how alejandro would be a good pussy eater. like he’d be real sensual with it for sure, eyes closed and really feeling it.

lying down completely naked on the edge of your shared king bed while he’s on his knees still in his work attire. having you pounce on him as soon as he walked in through the front door not giving him a chance to change. it was better like that anyway with the way his shirt perfectly hugged his upper arms, he just looked so beautiful.

with one hand gripping his hair pushing his head further into you as he sucks your clit. moaning his name with your eyes closed and a erotic expression on.

he looked up from your pussy, tounge swirling around while watching you take his mouth.

“you’re so sexy, princesa.” he slurred into you, eyes hazy of lust. you try to stutter out a response but only whines reach his ears.

you feel his hand place itself on your left ankle and slowly work it’s way up towards your inner thigh, tickling you. he’s rubbing light circles on your skin as he’s removes his mouth from you.

you stare at his glistening lips and lower half of his face from your slick, it made you more turned on with the way he slightly smirked watching you check him out.

he stares into your eyes with a certain look that has you already knowing what he was gonna do. he wraps his arms around your thighs and brings you impossibly closer to him as he lowers his head back down and starts sucking hard while swirling his tounge faster around your pussy.

the sudden change in pace had you wiggling around and bringing a hand up your chest to squeeze a tit, basking in the intense pleasure.

you felt a familiar feeling in your lower belly, a tingly warmth. alejandro knew you were coming to an end soon as he picked up your quickening in breathing and felt a harsher tug on his hair.

you looked down and find him already gazing at you. he took that as the go to tightly grab your thighs while you still made eye contact and aggressively shake his head side to side. your eyes widened as you threw your head back squealing “fuck! i’m cumming!” as he motorboated you. moaning into your pussy as he felt warmth coat his mouth.

still going at it until he feels a weak push on his head, signaling to stop.

you slowly raise your head when you feel him move away, still catching your breathe with a reoccurring twitch in your legs. he’s looking at you with a cheesy grin, licking your cum from his lips.

“oh shut up.” you say breathily, plopping your head back down already knowing what he was gonna say.

he laughs full heartily. “that good eh?”

you roll your eyes at his tease.

it’s quiet after that only the sounds of his and your breathing evident. just taking in the post orgasm afterglow.

then you hear his belt clinking and clothes rustling. you raise your head again to find his boxers and tactical pants pushed down his thighs with him stroking his very hard dick.

he looked up at you with a cocky smirk, “don’t forget about me, hermosa.”

first time writing smut or anything tbh, i tried 🤞

[nakachuchu]

Gyaru Girl | Denji (nsfw)

SYNOPSIS: Private College AU - He lets his horny thoughts take control after school.

READER: female

INCLUDES: teenage sex, unprotected sex, saliva sharing, motorboating, classroom sex, (sloppy) blowjob, (cute) tears, (kinda) dub-con, loss of virginity, school uniforms, tit-job, facial, hair pulling

WORDS: 1932

WRITTEN: 12/04/2022

NOTE: Thank you so much for requesting. I'm sorry the reader isn't as sweet or innocent (as she could have been) and that Denji is kinda ooc imo

Per usual, Denji couldn't keep his eyes off of you. They were roaming every inch of your body. He noticed you were wearing a bright blue thong that was pulled way over the band of your skirt and covered absolutely nothing whenever you bent over even a centimeter. Your bra matched your blue thong, as usual.

Your uniform was completely customized, which was completely against the rules. Your school sweater vest formed around your soft fits, while your white blouse was unbuttoned at the top and did nothing to hide your bright-colored bras or cleavage.

Your hair was piled up on top of your hair in exaggerated curls and you had bold lipstick and bright eyeshadow on.

But no matter how many times you had been set out into the hallway to stand for the entire class session because of your clothes, you were never kicked out of the school.

And why would you have been kicked out? Besides being ridiculously sexy and curvy, you were actually academically intelligent — which was something Denji was not. While you were on the honor roll, he was barely passing the class.

That was how he got stuck — rather, you got stuck with tutoring Denji after school. But, all he could focus on in the low orange light coming from the sun through the windows was the way your tongue swirled around a pink lollipop and how you sucked on it to not let your saliva drip down.

"Deeeeeeenji," you sang sloppily with an annoyed look on your face as your lollipop sloshed out of your mouth to point at him.

You held the lollipop, exaggerating each point every time you spoke a word. He was not hearing what you were saying though. He was focused on your lips, and only your lips.

"Denji!" you exclaimed. "You're not even listening, idiot. I've been blabbering about calculus for, like, ten minutes!"

"Y/N —" he started —

"What?" you lazily said, eyes half-lidded.

" — I cannot focus on whatever it is you're saying."

Your wrist went limp and the lollipop slumped down with your hand. You blinked a few times.

"Huh? Are ya fucking serious right now?" you questioned. "I didn't stay after school just so you could blank out! If ya don't pass your next test, it'll be my fault!"

His eyes were honed in on your tits and the way they were angrily bouncing around with the rest of your body. You were throwing papers and pens everywhere while the lollipop sloshed around in your mouth. Your words made no sense because of the lollipop hindering your speech, but it wasn't like Denji was paying attention.

"I want to fucking motorboat your tits," he blurted out.

You froze immediately in the middle of throwing a textbook over your head and out the window. You blinked a few times before his words caught up to you, causing your face to go incredibly hot.

"H-H-H-H-HUH?"

You dropped the textbook onto the floor and backed away, hugging your arms over your chest to cover your tits.

Denji smiled mischievously and stepped onto the table.

"D-Denji?" you questioned.

"If you let me motorboat you, I'll pay attention," he said.

"N-No way!"

"But if I fail again, then you'll be punished by the school," he said.

You couldn't believe the stupid Denji was actually making an intelligent scheme to motorboat you. You knew if you couldn't prove to help another student, you might get kicked out of the school or have your record stained because of how you chose to dress.

"F-Fine," you said, hesitantly moving your arms away.

Denji grinned and jumped off the desk, landing in front of you. His mouth was watery, fingers wiggling as they approached your tits. He grabbed them through your blouse, making you gasp. He rolled your soft tits around in his hands, squeezing them.

The sensation was completely new to you, making you tremble and pant. No one had ever touched your body before. No matter how you acted and how many people believed you were a total slut, you were actually a virgin. You took the lollipop out of your mouth to talk properly.

"D-Denji, I — I said motorboat, n-not t-touch," you stammered.

"Ah, I got too excited. Don't mind if I do, then," he said before face-planting into your tits and aggressively moving his head from side to side.

He was in heaven, breathing in your natural scent and your perfume at the same time while feeling your soft fat around his face.

You started to get worried when he stopped moving and it seemed like a long time since he had been positioned between your tits.

"D-Denji, are you alive?"

He suddenly shot up, scaring the shit out of you. His eyes were bright with a new sense of urgency and ambition.

"Y/N, are you a virgin? Obviously, I'm a virgin too, but I've watched way too many pornos and read too many nudies to know a virgin too."

Your face went redder than before. "That's — Don't say it like that! It's embarrassing!" you exclaimed.

"I've always liked you."

"What?"

"You're so pretty and you're way nicer when we're alone," he added.

"That's rude!"

He stood up straight, easily towering over you as he stared at you with a serious expression on your face. You had never seen Denji this serious before, and if you were being completely honest, it was making you a bit excited.

"Denji?"

"Let's have sex," he suggested.

He began walking forward, forcing you to walk backward. It didn't end until you were backed up against the teacher's desk. You stumbled and sat on top of the desk as Denji opened your legs and stood between them.

"S-Sex?" you repeated.

"Yeah," he said. "You're suuuper hot and you get my body pumping."

Maybe it was the many erotic mangas you read, but something about this situation was making your heart beat and your brain make all sorts of bad decisions for you.

"Ya — Ya think I'm hot?"

"Super," he said.

You pursed your lips for a moment. "O-Okay, but — " you emphasized, pointing your lollipop at him " — ya gotta be gentle! I mean it! Super gentle!"

Denji nodded excitedly. "I can do that!"

"Okay, then," you said shyly.

"First thing I see in pornos is that the girl's gotta get wet," he explained, casually flipping over your skirt. His face brightened up. "I was totally right! This thong barely covers anything."

His finger moved the thong to the side, and you jolted at the sudden touch. His finger slipped between your pussy lips, rubbing up and down. You were wiggling around for more friction.

"You're so wet," he said in awe, slipping a finger in.

You gasped and automatically leaned back, using your hands to prop you up on the desk. His finger felt different from your fingers whenever you masturbated at home, and you couldn't help but wiggle around. He pumped his finger in and out a few times before taking it out.

He unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard cock. Your eyes widened at seeing a cock in real life for the first time. You had no idea how it was supposed to fit inside you.

Suddenly, he was bashful. He scratched his neck with one hand as he held his cock in the other.

"Do you — Do you think you could suck it?" he asked.

You blinked a few times before nodding. You got off the desk and onto your knees in front of Denji. You handed the lollipop to him and he placed it in his mouth. You gingerly wrapped your hands around his cock and licked the tip.

Just that alone almost made him cum. He couldn't believe the girl he always followed after was licking his cock.

You sucked on the tip slowly, looking up to see his reaction. His eyebrows were knitted together in concentration.

You began to suck, slowly putting more of him in his mouth. You only managed to do it a few times before Denji grabbed your hair and pulled you off.

"S-Sorry, but I was gonna cum if you kept doing that. Can I put it inside you now?"

You nodded shyly. "Gentle," you reminded.

He nodded. "Gentle."

Your legs trembled as you got up onto your feet. Denji turned you around and softly pushed you over the teacher's desk. He flipped your skirt up and spread your legs apart, tapping his cock onto your ass cheek.

Your heart was beating rapidly in anticipation, but you were also a bit nervous and scared. You felt the tip of his cock prod at your pussy, and you were thankful Denji was being slow and gentle like he promised.

Every so often, you'd gasp and he'd still in his movement. The corners of your eyes had tiny bubbles of tears. It was such a new, painful experience. He was being considerate, making sure to listen for any gasps of pain. It took a while for his cock to fully go inside you, and the two of you were already a bit tired from being in the same position for a while, but it was worth it in the end.

But once he noticed you were used to his cock and began moving, it was difficult for him to be gentle.

Your head was yanked back, hair tangled between his fingers as he pulled your hair back. His other hand was on your ass, fingers creating indents in the soft flesh.

Denji was not going to last at all, and honestly, he was fine with that. How could he possibly last when he was fucking a score like you? He never even imagined that you could make sounds like that, whimpering and moaning out his Denji and blabbering like an idiot while he fucked you raw.

"D-Denji," you whined.

"F-Fuck, I'm gonna cum — "

"N-Not inside! C-Can't inside," you moaned.

It took all his willpower to slide out of you. You whined from the sudden loss of his warm cock inside of you but were easily distracted when Denji grabbed your shoulder and gently nudged you down onto your knees.

"Can you use your tits?" Denji asked. "You know, around my dick?"

You nodded shyly, unbuttoning your blouse all the way to reveal your bright blue bra with flowers on them. You reached behind you and snapped off your bra, letting it fall to the ground. You slowly looked up at Denji to see that his mouth was agape, completely mesmerized by your pretty tits.

"Do you like them?" you nervously questioned.

He nodded frantically. "I love them!"

His response made you feel better about yourself, and you gently wrapped your hands around his cock and opened your mouth to suck on the tip of his cock before sliding the rest of his shaft into your mouth.

Denji was definitely going to cum soon with the way your tongue was moving. Like you, he was a virgin so he didn't know what was good or bad oral, but he thought you were doing a damn good job.

"Y-Y/N, I'm cum — "

Scared of the idea of cum shooting down your throat, you quickly took your mouth off. You squealed as his milky cum coated your face like frosting, dripping down onto your tits. You barely managed to close your eyes in time, but you were certain there was some stuck to your false eyelashes.

"Shit, s-sorry!"

Despite truly feeling sorry, his cock was still twitching and the sight of your face and tits covered in his cum made him giddy.

[jungle-angel]

Very Dirty Sentry Headcannons That Won't Leave Me Alone (Sentry x Reader)

Warnings: SMUT!!! NO MINORS IN THE TREEHOUSE!!!!!

Tagging: @floydsmuse @callmemana @hangmanapologist

When Sentry fucks, man he FUCKS!!!!

This guy is a dirty lil birdy

He loves to massage your ass with his hands and you love to do the same for him

The unholy moans this man lets out are unreal

He absolutely loves when you kiss his tummy. He's moaning the whole time as you swirl your tongue around his navel and hold onto the beltloops of his jeans. He'll push your head into him very gently because he doesn't want to hurt you

Same goes for when you suck him off. He doesn't like hearing you gag because he knows it's not good

"Oh, oh sweet pea I'm sorry......I didn't mean to make you gag......here, easy now, only go halfway, I don't want you to choke"

Oh God the praise kink, this man definitely has a praise kink

"Sweet pea you took me so well! You're such a good girl," as he's littering your face with kisses and helping you come off the high of your orgasm

He loves to do the deed sitting up. He'll have you right on his cock, gently thrusting into you and cradling you against him like you're the only thing that matters

Sentry absolutely LOVES motorboating. He's pretty gentle with it, but when he's got some stubble on his jaw, he loves hearing you giggle

When you guys moved into Avengers Tower, you christened your apartment from the kitchen to your shared bedroom as well as the bathroom

Good grief, this man's breeding kink is out of control too. He is determined to put a baby in you come hell or high water. He'll also growl in your ear every time you call him "daddy"

He'll eat you out like a peach too. It's sloppy, he's vocal about it, but he does not give a single shit because you're just so irresistible

Sentry loves it when you kiss his man-tits. He's super sensitive but when you start playing with them, he just relaxes into your touch. When you start playing with his nips, he becomes absolute putty in your hands too

[disgustingpunk]

So High

you, the campus pill popper whore, are known to be down to do drugs and have sex with anyone, the golden boy keigo is in a bet to see whether or not he’ll be able to fuck you.

characteristics: college au! coke whore! reader, bimbo! reader, rich boy hawks, toxic! reader, hawks is obsessed with you, reader has big boobs, ass, and thick thighs, reader is a bitch

CW: keigo is in love kinda??? drug use, smut, hair pulling, degration m/ receiving, praise f/ receiving, oral female and male receiving, pussy drunk hawks, submissive hawks, bimbocore, motorboating, hand job, biting, mentions of shoplifting, and fragil masculinity.

“they look like candy it’s so fine,” you say to your friend while holding the half burnt joint, “like doesn’t this look like those little smartie candies? and the coke just looks like pixie stick sugar.”

you hold up the pill towards your friends face and she laughs, “they’re really cute honestly, are you bringing them to the party?”

you smoke the rest of the joint you both were sharing and put it out on your pink hello kitty ashtray, the smoke burning your throat and lungs as the smell reeked on your clothes and in the smoke filled room, “i’m popping one before i go to the party and snorting a line.”

“smart,” your friend says, “we don’t want anyone tryna ask for some.”

you both laugh as music softly plays in the background, your roommate groans and looks at you, taking her head phones off, “you guys are lucky i don’t report you!” she scolds, “drugs are so bad for you! i’m surprised you haven’t like… overdosed yet on that weed.”

you and your friend go silent and look at each other, and just start cackling, you snort and she makes a duck sound from how dumb you roommate was about weed. “are you actually fucking dumb?” you ask, “just shut the fuck up and mind your own business.”

your roomie rolls her eyes, “whatever, you guys are just jealous that i’m top of the deans list and i have a scholarship!” she says, her pose becoming prissy and giving a cocky smile. “you guys aren’t gonna have anything going good for you if you keep this up!”

you roll your eyes, starting to get annoyed by this bitch.

you both went to high school together and you still are shocked on how she acts like this still, as if she didn’t have a fucking foursome with members of the football team, cheated on multiple exams, you caught her copying your homework back in high school, if anything YOU should be on the list.

i mean of course you’ve cheated on a few things, and you did fuck the basketball team in just two weeks, but you own it, you’re not ashamed of who you really are, you don’t act all perfect like she does.

“bitch shut the fuck up before i bash your face into that little computer your sugar daddy bought for you!” you threaten.

“how dare you threaten me! my dad is the CEO of-”

“just shut the fuck up, take off that purity ring cause we all know what you really are.”

her face went red with that comeback, “coke head slut!” she yells, putting her headphones back on and going back to her computer.

now you’re smart, but not that smart, more like street smarts, growing up in the bad part of the city actually makes a difference to others, rich kids like her and other people on the campus don’t seem to understand that some people don’t have some prissy attitudes, sure you do drugs and whatever but you’re still thriving in life, people like her are all the same.

“alright,” your friend stands up, i’m gonna go up to my room and go to bed, i got class in the morning,” she says, wiping her hands off on her jeans, her kitten heels making a click click click sound, “night y/n!”

“night!” you call out back, hearing your door close. you stand up and sigh, taking the air freshener and being generous enough to cover up the skunk smell.

you pick out the pajamas you wanna wear for bed, a short light pink nightgown that barely covers your ass, you walk over and turn off the light, allowing yourself to go into a deep slumber.

the next day, you wake up at about maybe 3 pm (due to the amount of weed you had inhaled AND the pills) and made sure to take a shower before applying anything on her face.

you liked the shower hot, like extremely hot, the feeling of the warmth on your bare skin made your after high calm down a bit, you made sure that you always smelt good, the shampoo and conditioner you always used was yes, expensive, but shoplifting from the convenience store isn’t THAT bad when you’re in college, you call it “borrowing”, you’re just borrowing a few things to keep.

the shampoo was a passion fruit cherry blossoms smell, it made your hair smell good even if you were sweaty, your conditioner was a matching smell, making your [h/t] soft/stand out in front of people.

your body wash was the same scent, if you were near someone, they would automatically get drunk off of your body wash.

you loved your body, absolutely obsessed with your body, and so was everyone else, the stares from women and men, the sway of your hips, purposely wearing a tiny skirt so that people would see the underline of your ass, a skirt so short that if you bent over, everyone would see what you wore, undercut shirts to show your breasts, everything about you was perfect.

but there was one thing on your body that you hated.

body hair.

now you’re not like those girls that shave their pussy or legs every single day and then brag about it to other girls cause those are the girls that you steer clear from.

but you make sure that no body hair is on you, not on your legs, not on your arms, you hate pubic hair too, of course you can’t shave it everyday, so instead you just waxed it raw.

you would wax the hair that would grow under your nose, and wax your unibrow.

when you got out of the shower and put on your fluffy bunny slippers, you walked towards your mirror and started to blow dry your hair and apply some makeup, you loved makeup, you hated those stuck up bitches who would judge you for wearing makeup, false lashes, pink eyeshadow, black under the lid eyelid pencil, and most of all, your hello kitty pink lip gloss that tasted like vanilla.

you walked towards your closet to find a pretty pink outfit, something that screamed “bimbo”.

and then you saw it you’re favorite skirt.

it was a tiny pink skirt that showed a lot of your ass, it had rhinestones attached on it, causing the light in the room to make it shine, you picked out a tight white tank top that said “cum slut” in pink letters.

in about the 3 hours span of you being ready, you get a text from your friend, telling you to come to her dorm while she gets ready for the party.

you smiled and put on your platform heels that have a strap and wraps around your leg.

7:30 pm

party starts at 10:00 pm

•••••••••••••

8:30 pm

party starts at 10:00 pm

“surprised you haven’t scored with anyone at a party yet,” touya laughs as he puts on a random band shirt that was in his dresser, “you’re rich, so shouldn’t girls be all over you?”

keigo rolls his eyes and ruffles his wet hair in a towel, “it’s not that, just haven’t seen anyone that’s good enough,” he replies, “i like bimbos, i haven’t seen one that’s caught my eye yet.”

touya groans about just thinking about fucking a bimbo, “bimbos are absolute freaks, dude,” he laughs. “there’s that one girl, y/n l/n, she’s so fucking hot dude, has the most perfect tits you’ve ever seen.”

keigo chuckles, tying his shoe and looking up at touya with a smile, getting ready to help set up the party that was happening in his frat, “why haven’t you hooked up yet?”

touya rolls his eyes and groans, “i’ve been trying to but she’s either too dumb to notice or she’s high.”

“a lot of bimbos smoke weed,” keigo says, “it’s typical of them.” standing up and looking at touya, leaning to the side and resting his body on it.

touya laughs and just stares at him, as if what he said was a big joke, “oh, you’re serious?” he gives keigo a confused look, “she doesn’t smoke only weed dude, she pops pills and does a LOT of coke, she gets them from tomura.”

keigo lets out an “oh” and gives a confused look, “so wait, why can’t he hook you up with her?”

“he won’t let me, won’t give me any info for some reason, but i know he’s not fucking her, that’s for sure.”

“why do you think that?” keigo asks, lifting an eyebrow in confusion.

“tomura never comes out of his room unless he’s going to classes or running errands, and is airways playing video games, so why would a chick like her have sex with him?”

keigo laughs and shakes his head, “what if he is and you’re just not able to fuck her like every other girl you’ve done it with.”

touya smirks, “oh yeah?” he says with a cunning smile. “fine then. let’s make a bet. if i hit first you cough up $100, if you do, i cough up $100, sound like a deal?”

keigo hesitated, is he really going to bet money on whether or not they’ll be able to hook up with some dumb bimbo? then again, if she’s not paying attention to touya out of all people, maybe she’s special, maybe her pussy is just special, there’s nothing special about a woman, keigo always thought that woman had a few jobs to do and nothing else. cooking, cleaning, and sucking dick.

“deal.” he agrees, shaking his hand.

when the party started it became packed very quickly, the jungle juice was hitting everyone and people were doing keg stands, practically fucking as they would grind or make out with each other, it was filthy, dirty, disgusting, it was perfect.

the whole time, touya and keigo were standing against a wall, holding a drink in their hand and watching the crowd, searching for you.

the moment you walked in, keigo knew it was you they were betting on, touya didn’t even have to tell him, he just stared at you, you held onto your friends arm and waved her goodbye as she went to go dance with some guy, probably her boyfriend.

for some reason you weren’t scared of someone trying to grope you, you knew the safety precautions on this stuff; get a drink, hold it, cover it, and down it all while you dance, get a refill, and start back over.

“alright, that’s her, you go first, if you hit, send me a video or photo.” touya says, shoving keigo towards the crowd by his back.

keigo looks at him with an annoyed expression cause of what he just did, soon forgetting about it and becoming done with it.

when he walked into the living room to go find you, he saw you sitting on the couch on a guys lap, whispering in his ear as he had an arm around your waist and was gripping your thigh, you smiled and leaned forward towards the table, taking a rolled up dollar and snorting white powder with your nose.

keigo almost lost hope, about to walk away and tell touya that nobody is getting money, until the guy went in to kiss you and you put your hand in front of his lips, saying something that keigo couldn’t make out, the guy rolls his eyes and you get off his lap, he gets off the couch and walks away, angrily bumping into keigo’s shoulder.

if he wasn’t betting on you, keigo would’ve argued with the dude for bumping into his shoulder, but since he was, he let it slide.

you sat back down and took a shot, not knowing (or caring) that your skirt was riding up way too high.

he decides to finally walk over and see if he’ll have a chance, hoping that he doesn’t lose out on $100.

when he sits down next to you, he was captivated over how good you smelled, cherry blossoms, his favorite scent on a woman.

you turn and look at him, giving him an annoyed look, “can i help you?” you ask, attitude in your voice.

he liked the attitude though, he didn’t like when women didn’t have that innocent voice, he loved when they acted like a brat, it made him feral, he loved fucking attitudes out of women, putting them in their place, which was the bedroom or kitchen.

“i saw what happened with that guy, he looked like a scumbag,” he laughed, “why’d you reject him.”

you roll your eyes with a smile, looking over at the group of girls on the other couch you were talking to, you look back at him, tilting your head and batting your eyelashes, “and why would you wanna know?”

he shrugs, “i’m just curious.”

you smile and scoots closer to him, “i don’t like men like him,” you answer. “he’s not my type.”

not your type? maybe touya’s right, maybe tomura and you aren’t fucking.

“what’s your type?” he asks, whispering it in your ear, causing you to smile, knowing that he doesn’t care about the guy, he just wants to fuck.

you take out the bag of pills you had stuffed in your bra, forgetting to take them at your dorm, you take out a pink pill and pop it in your mouth, it had a little heart on it, taking your drink to sip it.

“what’s that?” he asks you.

“you want some? it’s molly, ever had some?” you ask him, holding the bag in his face.

he shakes his head no, you shrug your shoulders and give the bag to your friends so that the three of them could have the rest.

“what’s your name?” you ask, ignoring the question he asked you. it caused keigo to look confused on why you’d wanna know his name when you’d probably never see or call him again.

“keigo, what’s yours?”

you shake your head and laugh, “y/n,” you say in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe and putting your hand on his thigh, close to the bulge in his pants, making him let out a little whimper.

“you think im hot right?” you ask, “i saw you looking at my boobs a bit, do you wanna touch them?”

he just sits there in awe as you take off the straps of your shirt and pull it down to expose your bra, “touch them, they’re real.”

he didn’t need you to ask you twice, immediately putting his hands on you, feeling the softness underneath his fingertips, your pink silk bra exposed, you laughed as he fondled them messily.

“do you wanna go upstairs?” you ask, looking at his pretty face, he looks up and immediately nods yes, he can’t stop staring at your e/c eyes.

you stand up and grab his hand, your bra still exposed to everyone, he doesn’t even realize that you’re taking him upstairs to a bedroom in his own frat, is he not getting the message?

he was cute, he looked kind, you knew he’d probably be rough, but does he not realize that he’s gonna get drunk off of you?

the guy was just some dumb jock who acts big and bad but he’s literally drooling over you.

you open the door to what seems like touya’s room, the moment you open the door you practically throw keigo in there, making him land on the bed.

he sits up and stares at your smiling curvy figure, his erection feels uncomfortable from the zipper.

“what do you wanna do?” you ask him, “i’ll do whatever you want, whatever you’d like, whatever you want me to be.”

he gulps and stares at you, his face red and hot, if he was in looney tunes his eyes would be big hearts right now.

“you wanna put your face between them?” you ask, taking your hands and groping your breasts, pulling the pads of your bra down and exposing your entire chest to him. your nipples erect from cold air in touya’s room, keigo immediately nods in excitement, standing up and grabbing your waist and putting his face between your breasts, you smile, a sweet smile not a cunning one, you liked the way he was completely submissive and captivated by you, and he liked it to.

keigo thought for a second that maybe you were the love of his life. amazing figure, beautiful eyes, beautiful, oh you were absolutely beautiful. he’d wake up in the morning to you sucking his cock, being able to record the entire thing, he’d take you out on dates, buy clothes, give you his card so that you can go shopping, you looked like the type of chick to steal stuff from places, hell he even wanted to put a bet that the outfit you were wearing was stolen.

you started feeling movement near your leg, you glanced down to see keigo humping and thrusting the air as he moans into your chest.

you smile and pull him away from your breasts and stare at his flushed red face, is eyes were practically pink and there was drool dripping down from his mouth and connecting to your breasts.

he smiles at you as if he was drunk, he wasn’t drunk though… okay more like pussy drunk, or boobs drunk? whatever you call it.

he didn’t even wait for you to say anything, he just rammed his lips into yours, cupping your face into his hands.

you’ve never really kissed any of your hookups, it just wasn’t your thing, only a few times really.

but for some reason you kissed him back, running your fingers through his hair and wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, keigo smiled into the kiss, lifting you up off the floor and placing you gently on the bed.

you go to undo his belt until he lays you down denying you from trying to do anything, rolling up the bottom of your dress to expose your crotchless pink panties, they were silky and had a little bow on top, your pussy was wet, extremely wet, as if you hadn’t been touched in months (you actually got fucked the other day.)

“you’re so pretty,” he whispers, kissing your stomach and holding your hips.

the way his voice sounded so sweet, innocent eyes, and was practically drooling seeing you.

hawks grabbed your thighs and pulled them closer to his face, eyeing your perfectly waxed pussy, taking a glob of his saliva and spitting right on your clit, your back arches from the sensation of his spit, loving the way that he’s generous enough to spit on your pussy instead of going for the real thing right away.

you feel his lips on your clit, sucking and licking over and over again, you became drunk off of him eating you out.

he stopped, looking up at you with dough eyes, “control me please, teach me what you like.” he whimpers, his face red and sweaty as his hands grab onto your squishy thighs.

you flashed him a sinister style, hoping he knows what he’s in for.

and then it hits him, he just asked a woman, an EXPERIENCED sex crazy machine, control him, his man-hood is ruined, thinking about if you told anyone about you controlling him, his frat brothers would tease him everyday! or worse!

before he could even say anything, you grab him harshly by his hair and force him to lick you, “oh you’re doing so good my pretty boy,“ you moan, grabbing both sides of his hair and forcing him to keep doing that.

the only thing keigo was thinking of is what you called him, pretty boy, it made his cock stand up even more, causing it to painfully scrape against the zipper.

you notice his little wince and stop, leaning him back by his forehead, causing him to sit on his legs, his crotch facing you as you stare at the big buldge in his pants.

“awww poor baby, does it hurt?” you ask him, more like tease him, he doesn’t know, and he doesn’t wanna know.

he nods yes with a little whimper coming out of his mouth.

you kiss him, biting his lip as you slowly undo his belt and unbuckling his pants, pulling them down far enough where his cock wouldn’t be caught stuck in the zipper.

he wore red boxers, they hugged his muscular thighs well, but what really matters is what’s underneath.

you sit up and stare at him, officially taking off your bra, “take it out, you fucking slut.” you say to him.

he is shocked by what you called him, first it was pretty boy, then baby, and now slut? what if you’re right? maybe he is a slut? i mean, he’s had only like 5 bodies, but does that make him a slut!

“i-i’m not a slut!” he stutters, looking at your face, you weren’t angry, you were just disappointed in him, he was so submissive and now he wants to be dominant.

you sigh, “then what are you?” you ask him

“w-what?” he asks, “what do you mean?”

you roll your eyes and lift up your skirt, putting the straps back on and getting off the bed.

“well fine if you won’t answer me, then just sit there and watch me walk out.” you say in annoyance.

is this guy’s masculinity really THAT important? it’s just sex, of course if you’re into weird stuff then yes you should be judged, but it’s so normal for a man to be submissive in the bedroom, hell tomura did it, dude actually let her step on his back with stilettos and begged for her to use him.

keigo was literally just being normal.

keigo falls on the floor and crawls to you, “wait!” he stops you, holding your ankle from being able to move, “what do you want?”

keigo gets on his knees and wraps his arms around your thigh, looking up at you with big eyes, his lip quivers for a second and he kisses the thick skin.

“i need you, please, i want you so bad, i’ll do whatever you want, just stay with me and i’ll do whatever you say!”

you rolled your eyes, grabbing him by his hair and forcing his face onto the floor, taking your shoe and placing it on top of his head, keeping him there and making sure he holds still and isn’t able to get up.

“you know you’re pathetic, right?” you spat in annoyance, “you seemed so fragile about your masculinity earlier, but now you’re begging for me to control you? you’re so weird.”

he tries to nod but he isn’t able to move his neck, “i know i am,” he whimpers, “i’m sorry, do whatever you want to me, i’m sorry!”

you take your foot off him and squat down, your knees cracking on the way down, “then admit it.” you spat, “say you’re a pathetic man who loves to be controlled by women.”

“i’m a pathetic man who loves to be controlled by you!” he cried, probably because of the fact that you were gripping his hair as hard as possible.

“oh you’re such a good boy~” you tease, taking your hand off his hair, your hands move to his cheeks and scrunches them, causing him make a fish face.

“open your mouth,” you command, watching his innocent eyes stare into your sinister ones, his mouth popped open fast and he just stared at you, waiting for you to do whatever you were trying to do to him.

you kiss him, hot and messy, your tongues clashing together as you cupped his face in between your hands, you pull away from him, drool connecting from both of your mouths, he’s panting, going in for another kiss until you put your hand over his mouth to stop him.

“nuh-uh,” you deny, standing up and grabbing his hand gracefully, your hands felt soft to him, he was absolutely in love with you, he was even imagining marrying you, having you make him get on the floor, his cheek touching the floor as your heels would be on top of his head, he’d beg for you to let him touch you, you’d just degrade him, and he just wanted to taste your lips everyday.

it was as if you changed moods, you grabbed his hair and forced him to lay on the bed, the mattress dipping as you bunched up your skirt to show your panties again.

“i’m gonna turn you into a man’s worst nightmare,” you taunt, grinding your clit against his cock, he whimpers, ignoring your sentence as his head hits the mattress, looking up at the ceiling in complete bliss. “gonna make you my bitch, i mean, this is what men are meant for, you’re meant for keeping my pussy relaxed and stuffed, you and your stupid frat buddies are so dumb that you don’t even realize how superior we are to you.”

“you’re superior!” he whimpers. “please just let me feel you!”

you smile, your hand gripping his hair, forcing him to look at you as you slide his cock inside you.

he was big, but you could handle it, his cock and balls looked exactly how you imagined it to be looking at his appearance. clean, cut, shaved and smooth, veiny, it wasn’t perfect of course cause there was no such thing, but it was in your #2 list.

“i’m superior?” you taunt, moving your hips back and forth, making him go cross eyed, drool went down the side of his mouth, if they could, his pupils would turn into little hearts and his eyes would be pink.

you let out a small “oh fuck” as he started to thrusts his hips up inside you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he does it.

he stops and makes you go up and down on his thick cock, your walls gripping him as yours and his groans fill the room.

“for a rich boy you’re actually good,” you laugh, cupping his face with one hand as you look into his eyes, the other squeezing his throat, your boobs rubbing against his chest, “maybe i should have your babies, we could get married and i could milk the fuck out of your pockets, buy the most expensive things with your money.”

he nods as he looks at you in lust and in love, not even realizing what he’s nodding to.

his hips started to buck up faster, his dick was absolutely drenched from you, easily slipping in and out of you.

keigo knew your pussy was used, but it felt like you were a virgin, tight, wet, warm, you had the most perfect cunt he has ever had.

“keep going, just like that, good boy,” you praise, moaning from how good his dick felt inside you, “i wanna cum on your face, maybe you should jerk yourself off while i do it?” it wasn’t even a question, it was a command.

he immediately nodded at you, “please cum on my face, i wanna taste you so bad, please!” he begs, forcing you off him, waiting for you to shimmy up to his face.

your thighs felt perfect around his face, soft, squishy, and thick. his tongue immediately attached to your clit, licking you all over as if you were the last meal on death row.

you looked behind you and saw his hand moving up and down on his shaft, smiling at how submissive he was to you.

you began grinding your face against his tongue, loving every second of it, he was probably the best pussy eater you’ve ever had, he felt so amazing, his tongue was perfect, he was perfect in general, almost perfect, you just hated that frat brother bullshit.

“you want me to cum in your mouth?” you ask him. “wanna taste me? you want me to cum on your tongue and have you swallow it?”

he nods eagerly, his nodding caused his tongue to go up and down on your pussy fast, making you gasp, your back bended and your hands met his thighs.

before you could even speak, your cum exited out of your body and all over him, making you scream and shake in pleasure, gripping your breasts and teasing your nipples, practically humping his face like a dog in heat.

you got off of him, smiling and straddling his waist, your pussy hovering over his cock, “wanna cum inside me? your cum can just drip out of me after we’re done and we go back to the party? you want that?”

before keigo could talk, you put his dick inside you and started bouncing on top of him, he felt like he was in heaven, gripping your ass and making you bounce and fuck him even harder.

you gripped his hair and made him sit up and look into your pretty e/c eyes, he stares at your fucked out face, red and teary eyed, or was that him? maybe it was both of you.

when keigo came, it was an orgasm he’s never had in his life, he came hard, and there was a lot, it not only leaked out of your cunt, but leaked down his cock, trailing down his balls and dripping onto the bed sheets.

after you both caught your breath, you got off of him, fixing your tank top, skirt, and shoes as if nothing happened, as if you don’t have his cum dripping down your thighs, as if he isn’t laying there ready to fall asleep.

you straighten yourself, letting your hair stay messy, you looked so hot when it was like that, and even keigo thought it too.

he just laid there in disbelief about everything that just happened, realizing how submissive he was for you, how he let a woman control him when it should be his thing.

before you could even close to door and leave him there, you looked over at him.

“i hope you realize that you’re my bitch now.” you taunt, shutting the door and leaving him naked on the bed with cum soaking his body, you walked away confidently from the room, your heels clicked on the hardwood floor and down the stairs.

you look to your left and see touya leaning on the side of the wall, walking over to him and putting your manicured hand on his chest.

“hey emo boy,” you coo at him, whispering in his ear, “you miss me?”

he smiles, “how’d he do?”

what keigo didn’t know was that either way, he didn’t ACTUALLY make a bet, well he did but only on keigos part.

touya just wanted the poor blonde to get some pussy really, and out of anyone’s it had to be yours, honestly he really needed to be shown that a real woman isn’t submissive and whatever, real woman is you, confident, cunning, sexy, perfect.

you and touya have been hooking up for months now, he was your favorite boy toy, the best one in your mind, of course now he had competition with blondie upstairs.

but what you liked now was that you had keigo, who was submissive and let you control him and whatever he did, and then you had touya who was controlling, rough, made you do or say whatever.

“anyways,” he says, pulling his wallet out of his pocket, handing you a $100, “thanks for your service.”

you smile and swipe the money from his hand, stuffing it in your bra.

you both went silent, he looked around the room and sighed, facing his turquoise eyes into your e/c ones.

“so,” he trails, “got any energy left for me?”

[ramp-it-up]

The Sweetest Nectar

Pairings: Sam Wilson x Reader. Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: Steve is pining for you and the fact that you are Sam’s girl doesn’t mean a thing.

Word Count: 1K.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT, 

Warnings: Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk; curate your own experience. Soft Dark Subby Nomad Steve Rogers. Darkish reader. Mention of pre-serum Steve, Lap dance in public, voyeurism, masturbation, mention of drugs and alcohol, pining, angst, teasing, exhibitionism (on reader’s part), possible non con exhibitionism (on Sam’s part). Oral sex (f receiving), p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it up), sloppy seconds, possible cheating. All errors my own.

A/N: Thanks for this ask! It streched me.

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You were giving your boyfriend a lap dance on Steve’s couch, and it made the host irrationally happy. 

Steve was glad that Sam had someone, especially someone as sweet as you. Damn, you were probably so fucking sweet.

Steve licked his lips as he watched your hips undulate in front of Sam’s face. This was the perfect opportunity to watch you and ogle your body, because everyone was a little tipsy and a little high and doing it too. 

It was all in fun, right?

You glanced at Steve upside down as you gyrated on Sam’s lap now, and bent backward all the way over, your braids touching the floor, giving the room a view of your luscious tits. 

Yeah. You were perfect. And this night was the highlight since Steve came out of the ice.

You winked at Steve and his face grew red, but he played it off by taking another drink and rubbing his beard while flipping his long hair out of his face.

It worked on countless other women, but you just sat back up and pulled Sam’s face into the valley of your breasts, gasping as he motorboated your clothed breasts and grabbed the glorious globes of your blue-jeaned ass. 

People laughed, but Steve’s mood changed; he started plotting dismemberment and where to scatter body parts when Bucky came up to stand beside him and watch.

“Hold it up a little higher, buddy.”

Steve didn’t tear his eyes away from you as he took another drink and replied.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“That torch you’re carrying. Maybe she’ll see it if you hold it up higher, Lady Liberty.”

Steve just scoffed and drank some more, not denying anything that Bucky had said.

Bucky laughed and went to get another beer, as Steve practically cried in his, his heart silently aching for you.

—-

You and Sam were in Steve’s bedroom, taking advantage of the fact that everyone else was doing body shots in the kitchen.

“F-f-fuckkkkk! Samuel T-t-t-hom… fuck, Samuel Thomas W-w-wilsonnnnn.”

You were grabbing Sam’s ears as he skillfully ate you out, looking down on him between your legs as he sucked and pulled and played with your clit.

“Fucky, Baby… where did you learn to do … goddamn…”

You panted to try and catch your breath as he inserted three fingers inside you and spread them out.

“Holyyyyyy Shhhhhhh!!!!!!!!” 

You came like a freight train, your knees clamping down around Sam’s head. Sam’s large hands pried you from around his face and came up for air, a triumphant smirk on his face. He held your legs open and gazed at the pretty dark, wet lips of your cunt and the creamy liquid oozing out between them.

“Learning new techniques every day. Just to keep you satisfied, darlin’,”

Sam shook his head and watched as your pretty pussy lips sheltered your still quivering folds.

“It’s a beautiful view.”

Steve silently agreed from the closet, watching your beautiful cunt shine in the dim light from the street. He had his hand wrapped around his cock, fisting himself brutally at the sights, sounds, and faint smell of you. Steve silently willed Sam to action, wanting to hear how that wet pussy sounded when it was fucked good. 

It was just like before the war, when he watched Bucky…

“Hmmmm, Daddy. Give me some. Please? Pretty please. Will you give me some of that thick dick?”

You leaned back, legs still open, looking up at Sam, who was standing now, in front of you.

Your face, fucked out and glowing, looked up at his friend as you licked your lips was everything in the world to Steve Rogers right now.

Steve imagined it was him you were begging, and he didn’t know if he wanted you to suck Sam off or let him fuck you senseless. He just knew that wanted to bust this nut.

“Assume the fucking position then.”

You whimpered, and Steve nearly bust in his hand.

“Yes, Daddy.” 

You got on all fours on the bed and that view was even better than before. Oh, how he’d eat that ass, Steve thought.

Sam smacked both cheeks three times, and your moans and sighs alone were enough to make Steve cum. He watched his friend line up his thick dick and swipe it through your folds, and could almost feel your beautiful wetness. Stevehad to bite his lips to hold in his own grunts as Sam slowly, wetly, and solidly sank into you. 

“Ohhhhhh… shit….DADDY!!!”

“Fuuuuuccccckkkkkk!”

Sam’s head lolled back on his shoulders as he bottomed out and Steve’s eyes practically rolled back in his head as he witnessed the ecstasy. 

Then, Sam looked down and smacked your ass again. Steve watched, rapt, as Sam slowly pulled almost all the way out, then plunged quickly back into your wet goodness. He bet you were so warm. Sam did it again and again and again, faster and faster, and faster. Steve stroked in time as you moaned louder and louder and louder, oblivious to the others at the party.

Steve watched your back arch, and your flesh shake and ripple with every back shot delivered. He was so fucking close.

“Daddy? Daddy? Please Daddy.. I wanna, I wanna….I neeeeeed to…”

“Cum, Darlin’... give it to me. Fuck yeah!”

Sam’s voice was a growl and as you started shaking, Steve’s cum started spilling into his palm and the sock that he was using to contain it.

“Shhsshhhhittttttt….” Steve’s whisper was not silent, but quiet enough that you two wouldn’t hear it over your own noises.

You and Sam collapsed on the bed..

“That was great, Darlin’. You shouldn’t tease me like that in public. ‘S not gonna stop me from giving it to you.” 

Sam kissed your nose.

“I am well aware of what that does to a man. Makes it that much better, Daddy.”

Sam laughed, and then moved toward the bathroom.

“We better get outta here, before Steve catches us in his bedroom.”

You looked toward the bathroom and then sat up on the edge of the bed, legs open again.

Steve saw your wrecked pussy, the combination of you and Sam seeping out, and his cock swelled again. He nearly yelled when he saw you playing in it again. It was like you were doing it just for him.

But you stopped when Sam came back out to get dressed.

“I need a little more time to get cleaned up. You go ahead.”

“Ok Darlin,” Sam leaned over and kissed your forehead and you reached for a peck on the lips.

“You made me hungry, took all my energy. I’m going to go eat some food.” 

Sam winked and left the room smiling and happy.

When the door closed, you stared straight at the closet.

“Well? Are you going to stay in there and jack off again, or are you going to come out and clean me up?”

You leaned back on your hands, legs wide.

“Now’s your chance Steve. I know you’re in there. Are you going to come out Captain?”

Steve gulped. Then he couldn’t help but comply.

“Fuck…”

Steve emerged from the closet, the tip hard cock glistening and stiff at the opening of his undone pants. He walked toward you and dropped to his knees.

You threaded your hand in his hair, brushing it away from his forehead as he closed his eyes at your touch. You guided his head toward your throbbing cunt.

“You get sloppy seconds, but I bet that’s what you like…”

“Yes ma’am.” 

Steve nodded vigorously as his tongue collected the sweetest nectar he’d ever tasted.

[euijoosorangeslice]

Turned into the Mafias Maid

(part three)

warnings: peer pressure, slight non-con, exhibitionism grinding, uses the word mommy like once, motorboating, breast sucking

“It’s easy, honestly. You clean up our messes, help us on occasion and abide by our every word and you’ll make about….a thousand a day? All you have to do is sign this NDA, and we’ll be good to go.” Kei spoke lightly, sliding a piece of paper onto the he desk in front of you.”

You thoroughly read the paper, gasping out loud. “Wait, you guys like kill people?!” You shouted, Nicholas rolling his eyes. “Well of cou-“ Yuma spoke out of turn, Kei putting his hand over him mouth. “We can only tell you if you sign. Then you’ll get to know our whole team.” You sat there in silence. “I’m not signing this.” You grumbled, Kei pulling a small revolver from his pocket and pointing it at your head.

“Well, then again there is another option. You could just take a bullet between your eyes.” Swiftly, you grabbed the pen and started scribbling a shaky handed signature. Kei smirked, pulling the paper away from you. “Good girl. We’re gonna mostly need help with the…younger group. They have more trouble per se, cleaning up their messes? Especially Taki. He tends to get lost in the whole murder thing.”

He pulls out a whiteboard, with photos and a lot of scribbles. “Each of our crew members, I thought I might introduce you. First is me. Second most independent, after Fuma. He’s the sexy one with the big muscles.” Your brain immediately recognized who he was, thinking back to when he was watching you while you were giving Harua a hand job. “Then there’s Euijoo and Nicholas, and they practically come in a pair. They take care of each other, but when one is down the other is too.”

“Next is Jo and Yuma. Jo is more…cold. Think he’s a sociopath but we obviously don’t judge here. Yuma is quite energetic, he’s usually our arsenal. Then there’s Harua and Taki. Both are very…unique. You’ll get to know them. For now, just focus up on housework.” Kei left the room, you taking a deep breath. Honestly, you don’t have the energy to get upset.

—

There you were in the busy kitchen, cleaning up the counters as you heard the boys playing video games in the living room across from you. You rolled your eyes, hearing them loudly exclaim over losing the game.

“Hey Harua! If I win, you have to touch the new maids tits tonight .” Nicholas whispered into Haruas ear, making him go red. “Uh, why is it always me?” He whined, Yuma poking his cheek. “Because, you’re just so innocent! I mean, we all know that getting off is the best way to relieve stress. You’re like, the only one who doesn’t jerk off out of…seven of us.” Yuma punched Haruas arm, Taki ruffling his hair. “Plus, you’re just so…submissive? I don’t know, maybe you like to be dominated by women. I mean, no shame!”

Harua ignored Taki, grabbing onto the controller and focusing on the game. Meanwhile, you turned around as the oven beeped. These boys are so high maintenance, you thought to yourself, taking an entire tray of pizza rolls out of the oven. “Boys, your snacks are ready!” You shouted over their loudness, most of them hopping up from their spots. For some odd reason, Harua was slowly inching towards you. You ignored it though, watching as the boys ferociously grabbed the rolls off the tray and went back to their spots. “You better do it, Harua.” Taki whispers, pushing the other toward you.

When all the boys went back to their rooms, you noticed that Harua was still standing next to you. “Is something wrong, sweetheart?” You softly spoke, Haruas face burning red. “I-I uhm. I’m sorry!” He whisper yelled, placing his hands onto your chests. He gave them a soft squeeze, mesmerized by their movement. “Ms.Y/n, I just really like your boobs. Do you think…maybe I could see them?” Harua genuinely looked as if he’d never seen a girls tits before, so you decided to help him out.

“Fine. But just this once, alright?” You replied, Harua smiling slightly. “Got it!” You unbuttoned your top, Harua watching in awe as they bounced in front of his face. "Wow. Th-they look so nice. And big. Please let me touch, Y/n." Harua was zeroed in on your chest, so you decided to let him have his way. "Alright. But hurry up, I need to clean the dishes soon." Harua nodded, pushing you softly against the counter and placing his face in between your breasts. He whimpered, slightly grabbing your hip as he pressed his pelvis into your thigh.

"Harua, you are honestly shameless. Are you seriously getting off on my thigh right now?" You complained, Harua moving his head left to right and moaning as he pushed further into your thigh. "Sorry. Just f-feels so good, y/n. P-please let me taste them." He begged, grabbing both of your breasts and pressing his tongue against them. "Harua- what the hell! I didn't even say yes yet!" He ignored you, softly suckling on your nipples and you had to admit that it felt good. It wasn't good enough for you to cum though, so you let him have his fun before you pushed him away.

"Harua, I need to start on the dishes." You reasoned, Harua whining. "No! I haven't came yet, please let me finish mommy." Your eyes went wide, completely pushing him away and buttoning up your shirt. "Did you just fucking call me 'mommy'?" You questioned, Harua blushing violently. You could see his erection through his sweats, and the precum soaking the front of his pants. "Sorry. I-It just slipped out! P-please Y/n please forgive me."

You loudly groaned, running your fingers through your hair. "It's fine, I forgive you." Harua looked up expectantly, staring at your tits through the top. "But uhm...I still need to cum." You rolled your eyes, pushing Harua against the fridge and reaching down his pants. He moaned, gripping the counter closest to him. Suddenly, a door opened down the hall. Nicholas emerged from the hallway, a piece of paper in his hand. "You know, your job isnt all just shits and giggles. We have a mission tomorrow, and we're gonna need you on site." Harua had a hand over his mouth, eyes shut tightly. "Got it." You replied.

"its at ten p.m. tomorrow. Just gonna put that paper here." You smiled at him softly, speeding up your pace with Harua. "Thank you, Nicholas." He gave you a thumbs up, going back to his room and shutting the door. Harua removed his hand, letting out a string of moans. "O-oh fuck! Please please please~" He repeated, clenching his thighs together. Finally, you felt his body tense and release, and you kept stroking him until he finished releasing onto your hand. "Definitely not doing this with you again." You mumbled under your breath, wiping off your hands.

"Sorry." He quickly whispered, rushing into the bathroom.

You picked up the paper, studying the contents. "Assassination of the Nishimura Estate. Target: Mr. Nishimura. Hostage: Riki Nishimura. Ransom: 650,000. This should be interesting.

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[myheartalivewrites]

A VERY INCOMPLETE LIST (PART 1)

I set out to make an ACD style incomplete list of things I loved about the RWRB movie throughout my third rewatch. I should've known better, because I'm not an Alex, I'm very much a Henry, and what you get instead is a VERY VERY thorough list of the things I loved in the film.

(This will have to be in two parts because I had to pause every few minutes to write shit down and it took me so long to get halfway through the film that it's bedtime now)

Alex being bratty in the limo (yes, opening scene)

Drunk Alex at the wedding, rubbing someone’s fur, chucking a canapé behind a sofa

Alex in a leather jacket 🥵

Mutters, “…you don’t wanna hear from me today”

“…article nothing of the US Constitution”

“No one in their right mind would ever give you a gun”

“You know I have a shitzu named Jonathan” and “That’s my son you’re talking about”

Shaan shoving Alex through a tree

“Hey Shaan, you think maybe I could get a little…” and Shaan's, “You’re fine”

Henry’s fake expressions, smiles, etc for the interview being so distinctly different than what we see later on are his honest ones

Alex mimicking one of Henry’s freestyle raps

“Vicky. *fists* Classic”

“Santal 33.” “It means you got good taste, Alex.”

Alex’s entire posture in the hospital closet

The way Henry laughs when he says “Oh my god it is!”

“Later, Shaan” and ✌️✌️

Alex’s flirty looks in the coffee shop (and his eyelashes)

Henry’s use of stickers on texts bc he’s a massive nerd

“I’m blocking you for the rest of the night” over Byron

Alex + orange shirt + grey shorts + thighs

Mexican textiles everywhere

Alex in a woolly grey jumper

Alex really wanting to help ❤️

Henry looking up through his eyelashes early on at NYE

“Loosen up!” and Alex drunkenly motorboating the air in front of Henry

The whole Get Low dance sequence, from Henry’s awkward dancing, to Alex’s much hotter stuff and the slo-mo, eyes meet moment

How you can SEE the moment when Alex leans in to the kiss and THAT’S when Henry panics

All Nora’s chats with Alex

Alex in a tux

Henry in a tux (lord rid me of the double breasted suits and big wide ties)

Alex pulling one of Henry’s legs up against the table in the Red Room

Henry poking at books when Amy walks in

Amy’s “Oooh God” as she runs away

“Like Stonehenge”

Henry’s smirks after “The night is young, Ma” and all the way through that scene 

The whole “Just to put it out there…” sequence

The vulnerability in “I wouldn’t mind doing this again…” and how Henry's so soft and then almost instantly pulls back 💔

The way Henry looks when he’s leaving, like he can’t believe his luck in getting to have Alex but also that he’s sure it will set him on fire and destroy him

Alex lifting Henry onto a table in the tack room

Henry hitching his hips up so Alex can pull his trousers down

“Which other famous boys have I shagged…?”

“Not here” 💔

“It’s just… who’s gonna do what?” 😂

“Hm… rigid” and the way Alex tugs on that shirt

All the little details in the Paris sex scene: Henry’s hand pushing on Alex’s back, reaching in between their two bodies to lead him in, his hitched leg… and then their expressions throughout; all the deep breathing Henry does while he adjusts

Alex’s white henley 🥵

OK, it's bedtime now! More whenever I manage to watch the second half! G'night!

(Update: here's part 2 ❤️)

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Daddy's #1

Pairing: Austin Butler x reader

Warning: Daddy kink, creampie, Blow job, Jealousy sex, Spanking, Dirty talk, Teasing and Mocking, Cuckholding, Ownership, Boss-employee/ lovers relationship, hair pulling,Dealmaking, Power Domenic, Mean Austin (well not the reader), Cumming in pants Just nasty stuff ya know the drill.

Summary: Austin Butler was your pimp and you were his number 1 money-maker. Austin needed to make a deal with another pimp, Daddy Harry so Austin took you with him and Harry take an interest in you. Your Daddy is not happy bout it so he shows just how much you belong to him, you and Harry.

A/n: Sorry for this taking so long but here it is! Also for those who don't know one of Austin's favorite colors is blue.

Austin kisses your neck and down to the valley between your breasts, his big hands kneading them before pushing them against his face and he shakes his head; motorboating himself as he blows raspberries. You giggle and laugh at his goofiness. Running your fingers through his hair and spoke up "What's wrong daddy?" "How'd you know?" Austin mutters between your boobs. "well I recall you saying "Nothing makes everything better but your breasts"." You mimicked his deep voice " What?" he raised his head and his eyebrow "I said you make everything better." He corrected you and you just grinned at him "Same thing." Austin shook his head in playful disbelief "Please, tell me." you begged him.

" I have to make a deal with another pimp," Austin rolled his eyes before he looked at you lustfully "You're gonna come with me but for now let's finish what we started." He smirked kissing along your jawline, his cock twitching inside of your cunt, distracting you from asking more."O-oh, Daddy." You mewled hopelessly as he began to pound you into the mattress as if he'd die if he didn't.

It was Saturday, the day of Daddy Austin's deal and you waiting to hear the familiar sound of his car horn, while you waited you looked over your makeup and lingerie in the body mirror beside the door of your apartment. You had on a rose-gold shadow with a dark brown on the corner of your eyes, blended perfectly with clear lip gloss to make your lips shine. You wear Austin's favorite set, it was baby pink with gold hearts paired with pink high heels and a light pink choker with another gold heart in the middle. Your hair was on the side to show off Daddy Austin's ownership over you, a tattoo of his first initial with a king's crown on top.

You smiled softly to yourself, it was wrong to be in love with your boss, you knew it. But It was hard not to. You met him when your friend suggested that you get a job at the club that open up 5 months ago, giving your dance history, you considered it. Blue, purple, pink, and white lights flashed around you when you had laid eyes on him, he was sitting on a VIP couch, laughing with what seemed to be his friends and a girl, a stripper in his arm.

You played with the hem of your shirt, you needed this job! So with a shaky breath, you quickly made your way to the VIP section. "S-sir?" you gulped as the whole group turned to you "I..um—" "You can't be here." the raven-haired woman under Austin's arm glared at you. "Can I help you?" Austin's voice was surprisingly deep and smooth "I need a job a-and a friend said you're hiring, right?" you stuttered. the girl scoffed and opened her mouth to say something but stopped when Austin stood up "Let's talk more in my office," He smiled and walked you to his office his hand hovering over the small of your back "Oh! I'll see you guys later!" Austin called over his shoulder.

You got the job even though you didn't have much confidence but Austin helped you along the way. It wasn't long before you became the crowd's favorite. The girl that glared at you, Scarlett, whose you've learned was her name, was not happy about it before you came, she was top dog and she was gonna let Austin know that but she didn't get the chance.

BEEP!

You inhaled and grab the long white fur coat Daddy Austin bought for your birthday, you quickly put it on, and grabbed your purse, keys, and phone. You locked the door to your apartment and ran as fast as you could in your heels to the pretty light blue Cadillac. Austin always had a love for old things, cars were no exception that was one of the many things you love about him. Austin didn't spare a glance at you as you got in the car, his hand on the wheel was white from how hard he was holding it.

You put your hand on his knee and his tensed body relaxes at your touch, as he puts the car on drive, he holds your hand for the whole ride, you don't say anything. knowing sometimes he needed silence to think and calm down. You realized why he hated this deal when you pulled to 'Falling.' one of Pimp Harry Styles's clubs, he and Austin had some kind of rivalry, and Austin felt like Harry was always upstaging him despite being just as a successful pimp and clubs owner.

Austin got out of his Cadillac and opened your car door, offering his arm to you which you took with a smile. You leaned more into his body and hummed a tune, feeling his warmth as he walked you into the lively stripper club, the music boomed loudly but you could barely hear it, it was like every time you were alone with Austin it was only you and him in the world. You gently massage his arm, doing your best to help, he only brings you to deals if he doesn't like the pimp or is uneasy around them. He doesn't say it out loud but you knew; you've become a safe space for him, someone to go to when he's in his head too much because you bring him down to earth.

"Austin! Welcome mate." Harry greeted, his curly hair resting again on his jawline, his black suit jacket sparkling in the fleshing purple and red lights, Harry smirked as his green orbs laid upon you "Who is this beautiful lady?" he asked without looking away from you "Her stage name is Cherry Valentine, and that's all you'll know." Austin spat "it's a pleasure to meet you miss Cherry," Harry said taking your hand and placing a kiss on your knuckles all the while looking up at you from behind his long beautiful brown lashes. Austin's jaw clenched.

You smile at him shyly as he lets your hand go "Let's go somewhere private, so we can talk about business." He said leading you to a VIP room you take this time to look around, Two beautiful women dance on the stage, one on the pole while the other seductively rolls her hips, Men and women rain them with money, and there's laughing, and talking, people taking shots as they watch the girls perform. "Here we are." Harry opens a door, and a single purple C-couch sat in the middle with a circular stage with a silver glittery polstandingod in front and the carpet is a furry white. You and Daddy Austin sat on the right side of the cushioned couch, facing Harry "Darling!" he called and like Magic, a girl with back-length pink hair walked dressed in a baby blue baby doll With black heels carrying a tray with two glasses of whisky. "Thank you." Austin sends her a smile, grabbing a glass, a blush spreads across her pale cheeks "Thank you, dear." Harry said taking a sip, "I recently have gotten a few new women, Some from Africa, Japan, and Puerto Rico. I haven't marked them yet, of course, and I thought why not have a mate get some, they're trained well and follow orders of reasonable command " Harry leaned back.

"Thank you but my girls are enough," Austin assured "Mate what bout your other clubs? I know 'Blue suede' is as popular as 'Falling'—" Harry started "They perform excellently." Austin fired back now full-on glaring "oh..So does she perform excellently?" Harry asked his eyes racking down your lingerie form, licking his bottom lip, his green orbs darkening. Austin leaned back, an idea in mind and a smirk on his face with a devilish glint in his icky blues "She's better than excellent." he replied, looking at you with an unreadable emotion as he stroked your cheek gently before tapping your chin.

You bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling while you shrug off your coat, letting it drop to the floor, you knew exactly what that meant. You put your knees on the couch and pulled his hardening cock out of his black dress pants, you swirled your tongue around the tip of his large cock, moaning at the taste of his salty pre-cum, you exhaled as he had trained you, and with an inhale you took his whole length down your throat, saliva leaked out from corners of your mouth your arousal created a darker pink of you light pink underwear, you bobbed your head along his member, and drool pooled around the base of his cock and pants. Austin watches harry focusing on the sight of his girl choking and gagging around his dick, his smirk growing wider, he grabbed your hair and forces himself down your tight throat without a warning, Harry groans as his cock forms a tent in his black pants.

Austin kept you there for a good 10 seconds before pulling you off and just as you take a sharp inhale Austin pulled you off the couch and pushed you toward Harry, you yelped as you catch yourself on harry's knees "Oh, I'm so sorry—" you started but was interrupted as you felt Austin pulling down your panties and pushes himself roughly into you, making you grip Harry's knees tighter to stop from crushing head first onto him. You looked everywhere but harry, Austin gripped your hips hard so that it would surely leave bruises as he pushed back you onto his dick, his thrusted had started slowly and deeply, his balls smacking against your clit "Fucking look at him." Austin growled grabbing a hold of your hair and forcing you to make eye contact with Harry, as he pounded into you. You could barely hold in your moans, he typically wasn't this rough.

Austin spanked your ass with his other hand leaving a sharp sting sd on your right cheek, "you love this cock, don't you baby?" he asked slapping your ass again harder this time "YES! L-love it so much!" you shouted cock drunk as you fought to keep looking at harry. The said man gulped, his dick stirring wake in his pants, a tent taking from as he is helpless to do anything that is if he wanted, Harry bit his lip to stop from moaning, your breasts bouncing his face. Suddenly you and Harry were brought back to reality when Austin laughed cruelly "Aww Harry 'Mate' are you turned on? So desperate for My woman that you're hot and bothered from watching me fuck her? Pathetic Harry even for you." Austin smirked looking Harry in the eyes as you nearly scream at his rough, animalistic pounding, it was getting too much, you are close and you were sure Austin could tell by your clenching walls.

Daddy Austin pulled out, and before you whined he manhandled you to sit on Harry's lap with your back against his chest, forcing your ass on harry's hard on, Austin thrusted himself back inside of your hot core and resumed his wild pounding, you moaned and whimpered, rolling your hips up. Austin's long fingers rubes your swollen clit with a hectic pace all the while you were in your world of pleasure, you couldn't hear Harry's soft moans and whines from the friction of your butt against his clothed dick, he clawed at the poor couch. You let out a long, loud moan as you reach your climax, Austin grunted, filling your abused pussy with his steaming hot cum, and harry swallowed down his moans, his cum filing his boxers, wishing it was him cumming inside you.

Austin jerks his cock out causing a little river of his seed to flow out of you, his chest rose up and down from his heavy panting, and after calming down Austin runs his fingers through his messy-sex hair and pulled himself back his pants, he quickly fixed his suite "Come on baby it's time to go." his deep voice a raspy, you with a little trouble got off Pimp Harry's lap and grabbed your coat, you wrapped it around but with you walked to your pimp, your feet give out just before you hit the ground Austin caught you in his strong arms and without sparing a look at harry, he makes his way to his car.

Austin gently kissed your forehead as he laid you in the passenger seat, he put the seat bait around your fucked-out yourself, shut the car door, and walked to the driver's seat. The drive was quiet but comfortable, when you stop at a red light, the street lights created a tan-like color on you both Austin called out your name softly, you turned your head and focused on him "Yeah Daddy?" you spoke just as softly Austin stay silent for a moment before he lifts his jacket and shirt to his chest, there on his hip, close by his v-line was a tattoo of your name initials in big, black cursive writing and a crown with light pink and blue jewels on top, a large lavender heart-shaped jewel inside of the front "I'm yours." He spoke up finally not taking his eyes off the road.

You smiled.

He loved you as you loved him.

Taglist: @babyxshy, @lovincherries @godlypresley, @galaxygirl453 @plasticfantasticl0ver, @dre6ming @lanadelray-gurl @purejasmine

[seeingstarks]

Divinely Sinful

summary : An unknown number invites you to a suite for the night to spend time with MJF and a raven-haired mystery woman. pairing : mjf x daddi doom x afab!reader cw : mature, 18+, smut, pure filth, daddy kink, self doubt, motorboating (mjf × f!reader) , fingering (daddi doom × f!reader) , begging, orgasm denial if you squint, self pleasure (mjf) , blowjob joke, punishment joke, sex toys mention, strap-on, pegging (daddi doom × mjf), teasing, spanking, anal, (all parties), hair pulling, cuddling. a/n : E/C stands for eye color. If I forgot to tag anything please let me know. 🖤 Reblogging is very much appreciated, don't steal my work! I had a really fun time writing this. word count : 1,818 words tag list : @josiewrites gif credit : @joesburrow

Spending all of your earnings to go to Colorado, you were eager to finally end up at Dynamite. Tickets just for middle row seats cost you an arm and a leg but it would all be worth it if you had the chance to see MJF.

He wasn't even scheduled to be on this weeks show but you decided to blindly believe the dirt sheets for once.

As you entered the building, the seats were already packed while people scrambled about, trying to find their own seating before the show started.

You managed to scoot past the crowd while sitting down in the middle and adjusting your shoes before pulling your phone out, it making your notifications sound.

A text from an unknown number, you wondered who it could be. With a quick glance, you didn't recognize any of the wrestling fans. You often went alone or with a few friends.

After scrolling through your phone, you felt a firm tap on your shoulder before looking up and seeing a tall raven-haired woman with purple eye shadow and pomegranate lips, a sly grin forming along them.

"Hello love, I hope you have considered my offer. This opportunity doesn't come often, hun. Daddi will be generous and give you a chance to think."

Nodding, you glanced down at your phone as your eyes read over the words swiftly. 'The Devil Himself has cordially invited you to his suite with the company of Daddi for an unforgetful night.'

Your eyes scanned the text again, feeling like they were playing tricks on you as your cheeks started to burn up. This couldn't be happening right now, could it?

It was quite obvious you were one of MJF's biggest fans, considering the Devil Worshipper shirt you decided to wear tonight.

"Snap out of it, Y/N. I'm certain any of these fans would want to be in your shoes right now, but Maxwell picked you because he saw something special. We're not like all the other 'MID' women out in the crowd. So, what's the verdict? Will I be knockin' boots all on my own with The Devil Himself or getting sinful in the sheets as kings and queens all together?" Daddi questioned with a wink.

"...Getting sinful in the sheets as kings and queens all together." You replied, almost in shock that two drop dead gorgeous people would want to spend intimate time with someone like you.

"Is something wrong?" Daddi asked with a furrowed brow.

"Nothing is wrong at all," You sighed a bit, "Well, you and Maxwell are stunning and I'm just boring ol' me." You added with a shrug.

Daddi didn't say much at all on the drive toward the suite, luckily it was only a few minutes.

She knocked on the door to the suite and told you to wait outside for a moment, but all you could hear between Daddi and Maxwell were hushed whispers. Leaving you to wonder what they were even talking about.

Upon the door being opened, you were bombarded with hugs by both Maxwell and Daddi, feeling their warm embrace wrap around your figure.

You were trying your best not to become starstruck around MJF but being in his company made you feel giddy inside as your heart felt like it was pounding out of your chest.

"Aw, my lil' Devil Worshipper is happy to see me." Maxwell exclaimed when reading your shirt, his expression changing to his famous shit-eating grin before glancing at your own smile.

"Remember what I told you." Daddi added before you tilted your head to the side, slightly confused.

"What were you two talking about anyways?" You questioned the two of them, boldly.

"Nothing you need to worry about, sweetheart. Just how Daddi and me are going to show that you are anything but boring."

Daddi nodded, "What he says is the truth, hun."

"Oh? I'm all in for it. Give me your worst." You winked.

Maxwell looked into your E/C eyes, his piercing chocolate-coloured eyes staring into your soul.

"I love your eyes." Maxwell blurted out before giving you a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Just my eyes?" You asked after the small kiss ended.

"No... your nose," Maxwell replied and placed a kiss on the tip of your nose, "Your lips," He continued to kiss you on the mouth which felt like heaven. Quite ironic when kissing The Devil Himself.

"Your chin," He placed a kiss there too. "Your neck, your chest -" Maxwell took his sweet time when running his tongue on your neckline and down to your chest, leaving bite and love marks along the way.

Stopping where your shirt ended, he decided to tease by shoving his head between your breasts and motorboating you. This caused a giggle to escape your lips, but having Maxwell sandwiched between your breasts was a sight to see.

"Although Maxwell seems uh- pre-occupied at the moment, we want you to know that we love everything about you, Y/N," Daddi re-assured, "Now, may I join in on the fun?"

"Of course, Daddi." You chuckled when answering Daddi because Maxwell motorboating you felt like little tickles all over your breasts. You knew he had to come up for air at some point.

Daddi slithered her arms behind your waist, peppering kisses along your already sensitive neckline. One of her hands reached into your pants, past your underwear, finding you already soaked for Maxwell and her.

Your cheeks turned red when feeling Daddi explore your private area, and wondering if Maxwell was doing alright.

Daddi inserted two fingers into your hole, gently pushing them in and out. She then took her other free hand, shoving it down your pants and rubbing your nub.

"Faster, please." A breathless pant fell from your lips.

"What was that, hun? I didn't hear you." Daddi stopped rubbing all together which caused you to whine, catching MJF's attention.

His devilish eyes watched as Daddi kept you from pleasure, "Y'know the magic words, sweetheart."

"Please, Daddi, please rub my clit." You looked up at Daddi with wide eyes.

Daddi smirked and began rubbing your clit again, you reached your arms out while she guided you toward her body.

Moans of pleasure filled the room from both Daddi and your lips, it seemed too quiet until the two of you heard grunts.

Tilting your head, you looked to see Maxwell already jerking himself off. Your mouth fell agape when seeing his size.

"Be careful, or you'll catch flies. Maybe even something else in that mouth if you're lucky, sweetie." Maxwell walked past you, bare ass and all toward the bedroom.

"C'mon love, let's go or I'll have to punish Maxwell for having even more fun without us." Daddi chuckled before you two walked in his bedroom together.

Maxwell licked his lips when staring at the two beautiful women infront of him. Sexual toys were scattered around the room, and even you didn't know what they were all for.

You picked one of the sex toys up and asked what it was for. Daddi answered, "'Tis a strap-on, naughty girl. One of Maxwell's favorites but that dirty secret stays in this room."

Daddi undressed from the little clothing she did have on, while you on the other hand had to throw your shoes on the floor along with pants and undergarments. Maxwell requested for you to keep the shirt on because who wouldn't want to fuck someone in their own shirt?

Daddi began to put the strap-on, on her body when Maxwell encouraged you to hop on the bed and start with him. He started by teasing your already sensitive clit, causing moans to escape by pressing much firmer with his large hands.

Your hands ran along his shaft, his head falling back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. After some more teasing of both parties, Daddi was ready and you all found a comfortable position on the bed.

You bent over in front of Maxwell, teasing him with your ass, letting out a yelp when feeling him give you a spank. This only turned you on even more, causing you to moan.

"Oh, did you like that, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Maxwell spanked you some more causing a torent of moans to escape from your lips, your ass now bright red.

Daddi lubed up her strap-on, "Maxxi, you ready?"

"Born ready."

The raven-haired woman slowly inserted the strap-on into Maxwell's ass, adjusting it just how he liked it. His mouth forming an 'o' shape. It was your turn next, you wondered if Maxwell would even fit inside of you.

You shook your ass oncemore which earned yet another spank on your already cherry bum.

MJF licked his lips, "Are you ready to be fucked by The Devil Himself, gorgeous?"

"Always, I'm your Devil Worshipper, handsome."

Maxwell inserted his cock into your ass slowly until you were comfortable. Daddi was the first one to make any movement, bringing up the pace for all three bodies as the noise in the room significantly got louder.

Maxwell started to grind into your body lovingly, touching, and feeling you all over while Daddi did the same to him.

You allowed Maxwell to let his hands explore your clit, he pressed his thumb against your nub causing sensations of pleasure throughout your body.

Reaching your arms back slightly, you tugged at the ends of Maxwell's hair when he made you feel pure ecstasy by pounding into your ass and rubbing circles on your clit. Him moaning Daddi's name in your ear was just the icing on top of the cake.

Daddi continued to peg Maxwell as usual, she wrapped one of her arms around his waist while using the other to trace up his spine, sending shivers up it. She knew exactly what made The Devil tick and it worked exactly in your favor.

The teasing didn't stop there either. You wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight when hanging out with Daddi and Maxwell.

MJF picked up the pace, causing more moans to spill from your lips as Daddi matched with his pace.

Beads of sweat were already beginning to roll down your forehead, you could feel the heat starting to build in the room as the noise level increased.

"Daddy, I'm close-" You tugged at The Devil's hair when he fucked into you relentlessly while giving your clit equal pleasure.

Daddi moaned while fucking into Maxwell and tracing his back still, the three of you coming to a sweet release together. You all were sure to get a noise complaint at one point or another tonight.

Breathless, you rolled off Maxwell and on the bed, "Phew."

Daddi set the strap-on aside and joined you, cuddling on your chest.

Maxwell was the last on the bed but he was definitely welcome to join, you and Daddi made room and cuddled on his chest, all taking a cat-nap before round two.

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JJK: Friends to Lovers AU [O-Z]

List of all Jungkook fics under 'Friends to Lovers' AU with titles starting with 'O-Z':

* ¹ - one shot ² - two shots s - contains smut sm - social media format

* Last updated: 25/02/2024

D R A B B L E S

Oblivious by lycheejeon

Perilla Leaves by hyungieyoongi fake dating

Shirts and Staircases [pt2] by thejooncrew s college au, roommates au Summary: Your shirt-stealing escapades come to an auspicious end when your best friend catches you in the act.

Side by Side by koostarcandy vampire!Jungkook Summary: Jungkook shows you his version of an autumn morning.

So It Begins by muniimyg tsundere!Jungkook, university au Summary: The one where it’s all about what OC wants.

So It Begins (2) by muniimyg wc~2.5k / university au Summary: The one where it’s all about what Jungkook wants.

“So we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?” by taeken-my-heart

Sorry I Motorboated You by minisugakoobies

Stormy Confessions by hazytaezy Summary: Jungkook finally discovers something monumental about the two of you, but then he walks into your apartment to see you with another man.

Support by casuallyimagining staff!reader, friends to not lovers, idol au Summary: Jungkook shows up at your door after a difficult day at rehearsal.

* Text Back by taleasnewastime

The Question Game by army-author Summary: “Could I hold your hand?”

The Towel by dreamyjoons Summary: “Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?”

Tulip by jinfizz Summary: Red roses aren’t the only flower with a romantic meaning, so you don’t have to totally splurge to show your dedication. Red tulips are also considered a declaration of love, and they’re especially gorgeous in the spring.

“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.” by sonnenfuchs

Waiting by woodstockbtswriter Summary: Kissing Jungkook at a party because you miss each other.

“We are not friends,” by chloefran idol au

“Well, what do you want to do?” by dreamystuffers Summary: The things you’ll do in a closet for your boba popsicles.

“What? No! I wasn’t staring…I-I was looking at something behind you!” by taeken-my-heart

What We hear in the Whispers of Wind by thatlongspringnight selkie au Summary: There is so much more to him than the beautiful coat so many would covet.

Whispered Confession by alpacaparkaseok Summary: “I love you.” “Did you say something?”

Whole World by koostarcandy pining!Jungkook Summary: Jungkook hopes you know his intense feelings towards you. Alternative? Jungkook would wait 10 years if it means to be with you.

Why Not by winterscurze

“You never believe me! if I told you right now that I love you, would you even believe me?” by v-hope

O N E S H O T S

Perhaps Love by mangowillow wc~12.5k / roommates au Summary: For as long as you can remember, you have been in love with your childhood friend turned roommate, but Jeon Jungkook remains oblivious even when he comes to comfort and help you sleep every night.

Pink Carnations by fizzydrink698 wc~3.4k / florist!Jungkook, tattoo artist!reader Summary: “They’re not,” Jungkook hurried to say, swallowing. There was the faintest hint of pink in his cheeks, almost but not quite unnoticeable. “They’re just…I thought they looked cool. That’s all.” …Bullshit. You tried not to let it show on your face, but you absolutely knew Jungkook was lying. Every single tattoo of his was steeped in meaning. He thought over each and every single one - and paid ridiculous amounts of money for each little section, compared to the far cheaper option of just getting the whole arm done in one go. He wouldn’t spend so much time choosing these flowers just because they looked cool.

Plastic Yellow Eggs by bubmyg wc~2.9k / fake marriage Summary: “…did we?”

Play Pretend by seokoloqy s wc~8.6k / soccer player!Jungkook, fake dating Summary: Walking under ladders, splitting the pole, breaking mirrors, going near black cats—just to name a few things Jeon Jungkook doesn’t do before his soccer games.

Pretty Boy by inkedtae s wc~4k / secret lovers, PWP Summary: He’s just a pretty boy, a pretty boy ~ you wanna be his pretty toy.

Pretty Hallucinations by joheunsaram wc~3.9k Summary: Drunk words are sober thoughts, and now Jungkook knows all of yours — even the ones about him. And you know what they say, once a secret’s out, it’s hard to take it back.

Project: Star X by xenizaation s wc~6k / rockstar!Jungkook

Proposals by pjxmin s wc~18.1k / fake engagement au, roommates au Summary: You and Jeongguk propose at restaurants to get free food, but somewhere along the way you start to fall for him.

Ruin the Friendship by taleasnewastime wc~12.5k Summary: You’ve met the love of your life. The words are what Jungkook’s always dreamed of, except it’s not him you’re talking about. Firmly in the friendzone Jungkook dreams of something more but has always had to suffer with second best. He’s not sure what it is about this guy, he’s no worse than any other of the guys you’ve dated, but this time Jungkook realises he’s done being just your friend. The only question, will telling you be everything he hopes, or will it ruin the friendship?

Skirt Chasers by 1kook s wc~7.8k / college au Summary: "Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls."

Something in the Water by vankoya s wc~25.8k / camping au Summary: Sleeping in is a foreign concept to Kim Taehyung and his awkward, mismatched gang of pals. This is made all the more apparent when they rock up at ___’s doorstep at the ass crack of dawn, as if it is a natural time for any college student to be awake. But when she is informed that it was the youngest of their group who insisted she join them on their spontaneous camping trip, she is suddenly not as reluctant to play along than when she was first awakened by her enigma of a best friend, slamming his fist against her front door.

Stay by eoieopda s wc~3.1k Summary: “Jungkook,” His name was merely a sigh flying out of your lungs and through your parted lips. “If we do this - if we go down this road - how do we go back?”

Strawberry Boy by bubmyg wc~2.7k Summary: “Promise?” “Pinky promise.”

Strictly Platonic by jeonqkooks s wc~19.4k / fake dating, college au Summary: Sometimes, Jungkook can be a little selfish; and sometimes, the lengths you would go to for his happiness mean relinquishing your own.

Stuffed Pumpkin by floralseokjin s wc~6.4k / college au Summary: Hooking up with the guy you’re neutral towards isn’t how you expected your night to go, especially dressed as a pumpkin…

Suck It Up! by jungkxook s wc~9.7k / vampire!Jungkook, college au Summary: Being Jungkook’s best friend means you’re used to his strange and chaotic ways but lately he’s been acting a little too strange, like thinking he’s turned into a vampire kind of strange.

Sweet Tooth by lisired wc~4.3k Summary: Oh, the man named Jeon Jungkook who knows all of the sweetest ways to tug at your heartstrings. The organ swells everyday, unable to handle all the sugary goodness, yet it still beats for him. Your heart has a sweet tooth for him, and while it feels so full of love, it keeps begging for more—or, in which Jungkook is your friend, your roommate, the love of your life, and it’s Halloween and you have a sweet tooth for him.

Swipe Right by ppersonna s wc~9k Summary: After a horrible breakup, you sign back up for tinder and ironically match with your best friend, jungkook. a date for fun is harmless, right?

Tangsuyuk Love by full-of-jams wc~11.5k / college au Summary: College student Jungkook passes cute notes with a customer who always orders take-out tangsuyuk at his part-time job. Meanwhile he’s trying not to miserably fail his Math class, while hiding his ever-growing crush on you.

Team by imagniation wc~5k Summary: Jungkook has been the friend that you’ve always had in life. When he tries to take it to the next step, you find yourself rejecting him. Fear not, a trip gone wrong fixes the day.

The Lonely Hearts Club by vantaenims wc~17.5k / college au Summary: A story of how two lost humans in the cruel world of love managed to find each other in a sea full of failed relationships, heartbreaks, and drunken karaoke nights but could they truly find the love they’re looking for through each other?

The Love Project by gukyi wc~12k / college au Summary: From running to McDonald’s at 3am after a Halloween party where the two of you dressed up as the Teletubbies to timing how long it takes for him to drink a cup of monster mixed with mountain dew and iced coffee and then do fifty push-ups, you’re used to your best friend Jungkook asking you to do all sorts of crazy things. But, of all the shit the two of you do, letting him follow you around for a week with a camera and take candid photos of you for a photography assignment might just be the craziest of them all.

The Millionaire and His Lover by gukyi s wc~18k / fake dating Summary: Over the course of your lifelong friendship with Jungkook, you can’t say that you’ve ever had the greatest ideas, and a fake relationship with the boy you’ve been in love with for years is no exception.

The Most by whatifyoulivelikethat s wc~6k Summary: What do you want most in the world right now? You and all the dirty things Jeon Jungkook wants to do with you. But you don't even know. It's not impossible to speak to you. You're friends with his friends and everyone hangs out together. It's not impossible to get a moment alone with you. It could happen. The problem is Jungkook doesn't know how to talk to you. At all. That, and he keeps having sex daydreams about you.

The Push [AO3] by underthejoon s wc~11k / college au Summary: You're in love with your best friend and he's in love with you. Only you're both too stupid to realize it.

The Silver Lining + Falling in Love With Your Best Friend by whoreternal s wc~5.6k / college au

This Mortal Coil by jinfizz s wc~40k / werewolf au Summary: Some might say that being in love with your best friend is the single worst thing that can happen to you. That’s the least of your problems, though, because you’re still waiting to find your fated mate, you’re not getting any younger, and Jungkook is painfully, tragically human. Little do you know, your laundry list of problems is about to get a little bit longer–because there’s more to Jungkook than meets the eye.

Tomorrow by ggukcangetit wc~4.6k / grad student au Summary: At the beginning of your third year of your PhD program, you didn’t expect many changes. Until the new PhD cohort started classes, and Jeon Jungkook became part of your group of friends.

* (Un)Crushed by hansolmates wc~2.4k / angst, witch!reader, magic uni au Summary: You’ve liked Jungkook for the longest time, but you believe it’s time to cut the cord—literally.

What, Now? by theharrowing s wc~13.6k / PWP Summary: For as long as you and Jungkook have been friends, your feelings for him have been unrequited. Or have they?

What if there was something more? by smileyjaeminies wc~9.1k Summary: A trip with your friends is enough to tip the balance you had between friendship and love. How will you cope with spending every waking moment with someone you’ve been smitten over for years?

White Lies by noteguk s wc~13.3k / athlete!Jungkook, fake dating, college au Summary: In which Jungkook lies his way out of and into trouble. But he can’t tell white lies when it comes to you.

You Make Me Brighter by namfinessed wc~2.3k / idol au Summary: When you and Jungkook were together, things were brighter, now all you needed to do to shine was a little push from your friend.

T W O S H O T S / S E R I E S

Practice by chryblossomjjk s fuckboy!Jungkook, FWB, college au Summary: You usually spend Friday nights on your own. Tonight, however, your friend and campus fuckboy, Jungkook, decides to pay you a visit.

Pretty Boy by angelguk s college au Summary: A drabble series dedicated to young love, jock!JK, yearning and the pet name bunny.

Puzzle [pt2] [pt3] [pt4] [pt5] [pt6] [pt7] [pt8] by kimvvantae s FWB, college au Summary: You and Jungkook are best friends of a lifetime, even though your personalities are like unmatching pieces of a puzzle. The line between friendship and something more has never been crossed between you two - but that changes after a break up and a drunken night, when you not-so-accidentally cross this line to something much more. What happens when after this accident your non-matching puzzle pieces seem to match in a way you’ve never imagined?

Rule #5 ² by taestefully-in-luv s FWB Summary: You strike up a fwb deal with your childhood friend Jungkook after kissing him one night after a dare. But you have rules…5 of them to be exact and it seems Jungkook doesn’t want to follow any of them.

Some Way, Some How ¹ [drabbles] by 1kook s autoshop owner!Jungkook, businesswoman!reader Summary: Maybe you don’t know Jungkook as well as you thought you did. Maybe he doesn’t know you.

When I’m With You by lachimolala7 sm fake dating Summary: When your best friend and notorious semi-fuck boy, Jungkook, begs you to fake date him to help you win a bet, you can’t say no. But what happens when you start to get feelings and what will happen when you have to inevitably break up. Will you guys find love together or is everything just fake?

[lovelykhaleesiii]

Share the dream babe. I sleep like a rock, don’t dream, and need to live vicariously.

damn that’s tough, I don’t dream a lot either but this was from a quick nap LMAO

OKAY I just want to say this was a DREAM nothing more. This shit’s not possible but bitch can a girl dream. @tvrgvryen babe you wanted to hear it so, here it is 💛🥲

SO I was with TGC in like those old shopping centres like first built in the early 2000s (very specific) and we’re just walking around like a normal couple, you know holding hands and shit. Then there was like this Blockbuster and we went to pick up some films to watch together, and we noticed this man like advertising something and all these couples heading to the back where he was. Tom was like “let’s go see babe” like begging me to go with him, and I eventually cave in.

This is where it gets weird…

So the product the guy was selling was literally a video or this tape that if you watch it you’re guaranteed to have the BEST LIKE UNEARTHLY sex ever. And Tom sees all these people just buying it, and then the guy goes “it’ll make the guys have fun & your girlfriend very fertile.” And me being me, I was like “Tom this is a scam” trying to drag him by his arm, but he was like let’s try and immediately buys it.

We then race back to our apartment and Tom immediately puts the tape on, I’m trying to put shit away but he lifts me over his shoulder and puts me down on the couch, right when the tape starts playing.

YALL WHEN I TELL YOU I CACKLED THIS NEXT PART WHEN I WOKE UP.

this shit was literally just all these like boring, 90s type of ads playing of food, like chocolate and sweets and chicken. It was so fucking weird but we both just sat and watched thinking it would be over soon and that’s when the real shit happens. The longer we waited we got into this like trance. 5 mins later, I look over at Tom and he looks back at me…

WHEN I TELL YOU I LEAPED ONTO HIS LAP, IM TELLING YOU I FUCKING LEAPT.

I was grinding so hard on his pants and he’s desperately trying to undo everything. We’re just fucking making out, tongues and all, pulling his hair and his fucking motorboating my tits.

Finally we get his pants off, and I must’ve been wearing like a really short dress, and he literally rips apart my thong and shoved his dick so fucking deep into my cunt, I swear I felt something for like a split second bitch. Anyways he’s like DESPERATE, like literally thrusting up into me, his cock fucking THROBBING. And it was weird it was like I could see us fucking from afar, like out of body.

And I can see him grabbing my ass cheeks. But his fucking groans….. ughhhhhh like it was DEEP BITCH.

Then he pins me down onto the couch so I’m laying and he’s on top & he’s still fucking raw dogging it. I’m literally moaning and screaming his name, and I’m pretty sure I called him Aegon but like he wasn’t phased funnily enough.

Then like it spans to him fucking me up the wall, like my back is against it, and he’s keeping me up with his cock still in me and his thighs supporting me and his arms holding my thighs. Still fucking raw dogging it.

Mind you those fucking ads and cheerful songs are playing in the background, it gave me like those sex pollen fanfic vibes.

ANYWHO it sort of like time jumped and he’s back on the couch like finally coming to senses and it must’ve been a full week of this non stop sex, cause our house plants look wilted and the food that was out was off now. Like he even slept with his cock in me, tiny thrusts during the night, like a dog HAHAHAH.

And I took like a pregnancy test cause I came out of it earlier than he did, so when I saw he was back to his normal self. I sat beside him and was like “I’m pregnant”, and he was just nodding and smiling, his hand gripping my thigh, and he goes “it actually worked”.

AND THAT WAS IT!!!! Didn’t even get to the domestic part 😭😭😭😭

I couldn’t take myself serious when I woke up 🤭

PS THIS IS WHAT HE LOOKED LIKE IN THE DREAM JUST FYI