#Relaxed fit t-shirt for women

[silisoul]

Discover why relaxed fit clothing is a wardrobe essential, offering comfort, versatility, and effortless style for any occasion, making it a must-have for modern fashion.

[mekyrdesign]

Step back in time with our Women's Retro 90s T-Shirt, designed for those who appreciate the vibrant styles of the past. This tee features a classic fit and eye-catching graphics that capture the essence of 90s fashion. Made from soft, breathable fabric, the Women's Retro 90s T-Shirt ensures comfort whether you're out with friends or lounging at home. Pair it with your favorite jeans or a skirt for a laid-back, nostalgic look that's always in style. Rediscover retro vibes today!

[hushandwear]

Men's Regular Solid T-Shirt

Material & Care:

Composition: 100% Cotton

GSM: 180

Country of production: India

Wash care: Machine wash cold with similar colours | Only non-chlorine | Warm Iron.

Estimated order processing time: 48hours - 72 Hours.

Estimated Delivery time: 7-10 Days

Size and Fitting:

Sleeve length: Half sleeve

Neckline: Round neck

Fit: Regular

[gurugirl]

STOPPPPP IT THE SHORTS ARE SO SHORT! WTF THE TIGER IS SHOWING! OMG Y/N WOULD GO CRAZYYYYYYY OVER IT. okok so maybe y/n gets jealous that Harry was wearing such short shorts in public that she ends up getting moody and Harry makes it up to her by letting her ride his thigh and fucks her saying stuff like “y’know this cock belongs to you darling” and stuff 😩😩

HAPPY FRIDAY YOU GUYS!!!

PLEASE I've been looking at these pics all day. What is this man thinking????????? I cannot handle him. He's such a tease. And I wrote this way too fast. Sorry if it sucks but this picture deserves a smut piece written about it. He's too fucking hot.

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warning: mostly plotless smut, not proofread whatsoever

Y/n was used to Harry being ogled. Always the hottest guy in the room with the most charisma and charm. Everyone flocked to him and everyone's eyes always followed him. He was magnetic. And he knew it too.

As much as she realized she had nothing to worry about she still got jealous of the attention he constantly got. He didn't even need to try. He could be wearing a backwards baseball cap and loose jeans with a t-shirt and people would still be after her man.

And today, their little break away from the business of life led them to a relaxing little outing in the Italian sun. Before they'd even left the villa she eyed his short green trunks and how his fit torso was in full view, the long sleeved shirt draped over his shoulders, totally unbuttoned.

Biting her tongue, she figured she was being silly wishing he'd cover up a bit. She certainly wouldn't take well to him telling her to cover up, not that he'd ever.

But once they were on the beach and about to board their private yacht she did notice women and men alike watching him. His bronzed chiseled abs and pecs peeking out from the shirt, and of course he'd tucked his shorts up a bit to protect the mesh lining from chafing this inner thighs (he always did that because he said his package was too large to sit comfortably in the lining and it gave him a little extra support). His strong thighs on full view holding his tall frame upright as he carried both of their bags.

"Come on," he held his hand out to her as he helped her up into the boat safely.

He could tell she was a little pouty. He knew her too well. Knew he was being eye fucked by half the beach as they walked to the yacht they'd rented for the afternoon.

"What's wrong, love?" He grinned as he pulled at the strap of her bathing suit teasingly.

"Nothing. Just looking forward to getting out onto the ocean."

Harry crowded her space, stepping in front of her so she couldn't look at anything but him, "Yeah? Is that it? You seem to have been awfully quiet all morning. Nothing else you want to talk about?"

She looked up at him and the smirk he wore told her that he knew just what she was pouting about. But she just shook her head and crossed her arms, "Nope."

The low chuckle that fell from his chest as he pushed her arms down and grasped her wrists made her cheeks warm up, "Liar. You're jealous."

Harry kind of liked that she got jealous. Because in all truth, he'd get jealous when anyone would look at her just the same.

"Am not."

Harry walked her backward as the driver of the yacht began to move the boat out to sea, "Let's go down into the suite for a bit. Need to show you something," he gestured toward the door that lead to the stairs to get to the lower level.

She huffed as she carefully stepped down into the furnished room. It was small but there was a counter with a TV above it, a mini bar with fridge, a bathroom, a sitting area and a bed in the center.

Harry closed and locked the door before grasping Y/n's arms and pushing her toward the bed, pressing his chest into her back and speaking into her ear in a dark baritone, "Let's figure out what's got you so moody. Maybe I can help."

She tried to keep her composure but his voice and his skin and his hands always melted her poise.

When he felt her relax into his hold he smiled and kissed the back of her neck, bringing her into the bed with him, "There we go."

Y/n climbed into the middle of the bed and sat on her bottom as Harry spread out next to her, "Hop on. Let's talk."

She looked down at his lap and back into his eyes. She knew his plan. It always worked.

Biting the inside of her cheek she quietly moved to straddle his lap but he stopped her from fully spanning his thighs with hers, "Just sit on the tiger for a minute."

She looked up at him like he was crazy but settled herself right over his thigh, the crotch of her swimsuit right on top of the inked tiger on his strong thigh.

"Good girl. See that," he looked down to how she was sitting on him, "No one else gets to do that. Just cause they can see it doesn't mean they can fuck themselves on me like this. Know you like that, don't you?"

She nodded bit her bottom lip.

"That's right." Harry put his hands at her hips and pulled her up and then pushed her back a bit, "Let's see you do it. Show me who this belongs to."

Once Harry got her momentum going she rocked over his taut, muscular thigh gently. Harry kissed her softly and moaned, "See? What they don't know is that this tiger gets his face fucked by the prettiest little pussy. Gets to have your scent all over it. Cause you own it. Don't you, love?"

"Yes." She squeaked pathetically.

She was already so turned on and it wasn't because of the way she was rubbing her cloth-covered clit over his thigh. It was the way he was speaking to her. She could feel herself getting wet slowly and the faster she rocked she noticed Harry's large bulge under his short green trunks.

"Getting him coated, love. Good job, honey. You need a little more? Want to come?"

"Y- yes. I do, Harry..." She lowered her hand from his shoulder to cup his thickened cock, "want this."

"Mmm... want my cock? Want to fuck yourself on my cock? Fuck what's yours?"

She nodded and the look in his eyes turned quickly from soft green to dark and lusty, "Take your bottoms off right now."

She quickly got up to her knees and pulled her swim bottoms down her legs as Harry pulled his green trunks off, his cock bobbing heavily as he leaned his back into the headboard.

She climbed after him, desperate to have him inside of her and she whined as she grasped him and placed his hot, thick crown at her entrance. She paused as she looked him in the eyes but Harry needed her just as much. He put his hands at her waist and pushed her down onto him, groaning lowly at the relief.

"Fuck. This cock is all yours, Y/n. Every bit of me is all yours, darling."

She keened as she felt him inside her guts so deep it ached.

Slowly she began rolling her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy down over him, keeping her clit satisfyingly smeared against his pelivs.

"It's mine," she whined as she put her hands on his shoulders and rocked quickly, the sound of her wet pussy sucking his cock in deep sounded between them.

"Yes it is. Fuck it like you mean it, Y/n. Want to see you own it. Need you to milk me dry."

Y/n gasped when Harry put his hands under her thighs and helped her ride him properly. It was always a task to fuck him this way but so worth the view and the orgasm.

She wanted to make him come so hard. Make him dizzy and mushy and drain his balls of everything he had. She wanted his come inside of her where it belonged. Because it was hers. No one could have Harry in this way. He was her man.

"Yes, baby. Riding me so good. Fuck yourself on me deep, honey. Make yourself come on me baby. Take what's yours, Y/n."

Her chest was getting hot and her thighs were burning as their wet skin slopped together each time she dropped down onto his cock, tucking him deep inside of her so his balls were up against her ass.

Looking down between their bodies it was a sticky, creamy mess. The trimmed hair at the base of Harry's shaft was white with cream and his girthy cock was stretching her out so beautifully.

"Harry! Oh my god. I'm gonna come!"

"Yeah?" Harry widened his thighs and bent his knees the slightest bit so he could take her over the edge and fuck into her so deep she could feel his come in her womb. The moment he began to move his hips into her she yelped and gasped and her fingers dug into his shoulders sharply, "Who's cock is this, baby? Tell me who it belongs to, honey," his words were grunted.

"It's mine! You're mine, Harry!" Her world was spinning as she jolted up each time he punched into her from his position below. His fingers dug into her ass and he clenched his teeth as he began to throb.

"S'right. This cock is yours. I'm yours, Y/n. Fucking gonna make me come aren't you, baby?"

She nodded and then her mouth dropped open and she grew silent as her orgasm washed over her body. Her ears rang as she pulsed over his cock.

Harry choked out a loud moan and filled her to the brim with himself as he stilled his hips and his thigh trembled at the exertion.

Gasps and soft inhaled breaths were stifled when Y/n pushed her lips to his and pressed her chest into his tightly, her arms wrapping around him.

Harry grunted a laugh and pinched her bottom and she jumped.

"Told you I could help. All better now?" Harry cooed at his sweet girl.

Pulling back to look at him she smiled, "All better now."

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[birdiewriteslit]

“so american”

nico hischier x f!reader

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inspired by “so american” by olivia rodrigo

warnings: fluff, kissing

can you tell i love nico in a hat

You were sitting in the passenger side of Nico’s car with your feet up on the dash. The window was down, and your arm was hanging out of it, the cool wind blowing your hair around your face.

It was spring, and the weather was just starting to feel like it. It had been cold for the past few weeks, and both you and Nico were happy to finally be able to enjoy semi-warm temperatures.

You loved driving around Jersey with Nico. You loved sneaking glances at him while he was too focused on the road to notice. You loved how warm his hand felt on your thigh. You loved how his t-shirt fit you and how it smelled like him. You also loved that he let you have aux privileges.

Nico frowned at you as one of your country songs came on the playlist. If his brown puppy dog eyes weren’t covered by his dark sunglasses, they would probably be enough to convince you to change the song.

You giggled at his displeasure, consoling him by lacing your fingers through his that rested on your thigh. He seemed to accept this, a small smile on his face as he shook his head.

He gave you one last once over before focusing on the road again. His smile grew wider. “You look so American.”

You let out a surprised noise. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Nico shrugged. “You’re listening to country music, for one. I only ever see people’s feet on the dashboard in movies, very American.”

“You don’t do this in Switzerland? You don’t relax with your hand out the window like this?” you teased, making wave motions with your arm in the wind.

He laughed, squeezing your hand as he did so. “We relax. It’s just different here. I like your Americanness. I guess the exception is that you’re wearing a Swiss’s shirt, which you look very pretty in, by the way,” he said slyly, raising your hand to his lips to kiss it.

You felt your face heat up as you watched the smile that spread across his face as he pulled away. “God, Nico, don’t make me blush.”

But that’s really all he did, it was what he was best at. You knew he loved how flustered he could make you if he wanted to. He loved how after five months of dating, he could still easily make you nervous.

The next day, at brunch with your friends, you expressed your utter happiness, but at a table full of mostly single women, it wasn’t received the way you intended.

“I’m serious when I say that I have never seen a more attractive man in my life. Like, seriously, compare him to any celebrity crush you’ve ever had, and multiply that attractiveness by a thousand,” you babbled mindlessly to your friends, who were giving each other looks. “And, ugh, don’t get me started on his accent. It’s so hot, especially when he talks me through it.”

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” your friend said, holding up her hand, a disgusted look on her face. “Frankly, it’s rude to talk about this during brunch. I mean, right in front of my french toast?” She gestured to her plate.

Another friend snorted. “I hate to say it, Y/n, but I agree. You literally only talk about him anymore. It’s like you’re gonna marry him.”

“I might,” you blurted.

Their eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Are you serious?”

You gave a small nod, suddenly uncomfortable by the amount of eyes one you. “I know it’s early but—“

“But you love him,” one of your married friends sighed. “It certainly sounds like you do,” she added after getting some looks from the other women at the table.

You didn’t respond, instead choosing to remain silent as the conversation steadily flowed away from you. You but the inside of your cheek, thinking about how you definitely loved Nico. You knew this before today, but with your history of failed relationships, you figured taking it slow with him was a good idea.

You weren’t lying about marrying him. If he kept this shit up, you were going to.

That night, you were lying in bed, eyes on the bathroom door, where Nico was on the other side. In your shorts and tank top, you were a little cold, and the top blanket wasn’t doing much for you.

When Nico slept over, you rarely made it under the covers. He naturally ran hot, and if you were covered by more than one blanket, you would literally overheat.

Finally, he came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a Devils t-shirt that was well worn and mostly likely from several seasons ago. He wasn’t wearing pants, his boxers out for you to ogle at, although you knew you shouldn’t.

Nico walked over to his side of the bed, stopping before he climbed under the blanket to pick up a book on your nightstand. You’d both read it and come to the conclusion that it was a waste of your good money.

“Why do you still have this?” he asked, showing you the cover. “I can’t believe your friend recommended it.”

“I like reading your notes. I think it’s cute how angry you get,” you admitted.

He set the book down and got into the bed, covering you with his body, instantly warming you up.

Wrapping his arms securely around you, he pressed his face into the crook of your neck. He sighed into your skin, his warm breath fanning out and his stubble tickling you.

He placed small kisses up your neck, trailing along your jaw before capturing your lips with his. Between kisses, he said, “Missed you today.”

Your heart fluttered at his words. “Yeah?” you said, smiling against his lips. “I missed you.”

He pressed one last kiss to your lips before pulling away. He brought a hand up to your face, brushing a piece of hair behind your ear, and stroking your face with his thumb. His lips parted, and his eyes were so big and brown that you genuinely felt like you could lose yourself in them.

“I wish you could come with us when we leave.” Nico was referring to an upcoming roadie. He would be gone for a week.

He was looking at you so sincerely, so vulnerably. “I’ll go anywhere you go,” you whispered.

You knew you couldn’t go with him. It wasn’t realistic. But with the way he was looking at you, you really couldn’t hold back from saying something so sappy.

He glanced down at your lips quickly before meeting your eyes again, his thumb continuing to stroke your cheek. “You would?” he asked softly.

You nodded. “I love you, Nico.”

His eyebrows rose in surprise, like he wasn’t expecting you to say it. His lips parted to speak, but nothing came out.

“Sorry if it’s too soon. I know I’m in love with you,” you spoke quickly. “I don’t wanna just assume that you feel the same about all of it.”

He took your face in his hands and kissed you. When he pulled away, he kept his hands on your cheeks and looked at you meaningfully. “I’ve been wanting to say that for months. Trust me, I feel the same. I love you.”

Your face warmed as he looked deeply into your eyes. You surged forward to kiss him again. You peppered his whole face with kisses, and he laughed as he gripped your waist and flipped the two of you over so that you were on top of him.

He grinned at you when you pulled away, his cheeks rosy and his hair slightly messed. “I don’t think I’ll be getting much sleep tonight,” he said.

Your expression matched his perfectly. “I don’t think so either.”

Even though you didn’t confess that earlier that day, you’d thought about marrying him, this was still just as good.

[weministertomonsters]

Imagine This #8 - Orc pt2 🌶

This is an extension of the orc imagine! -> Pt 1

The orc chief thinks you're a toy. How is he supposed to take you seriously when you can't hunt, split wood, or even stand up to his men? Despite this, he's gotten quite fond of you over the first day. He is used to fighting off enemy tribes and hunting beasts with sharp teeth and thick hides. In the midst of all this, you are like a little slice of heaven.

"Gorlach protects," he promises, thumping his fist against his chest.

You eat together by the fire. He watches you finish the first serving of stew and immediately refills the bowl.

"T-thank you," you stammer.

Despite the fire, you're still cold, and he notices. You were always told orcs were brutal and small-minded barbarians, but Gorlach's actions say otherwise. He gives you the cloak off his shoulders and pats your head.

"I bring warmth," he says, before he tromps into his tent.

As soon as he's gone, his men crowd around you, grunting and commenting, touching your hair and poking your cheeks, getting a little worked up if the loincloths jutting away from their bodies are any indication. One of them gets too close, and Gorlach storms out of his tent shouting something in Orcish, slamming him over the head with his club so hard that the sound echoes around the camp. You squeak and leap backward as the orc falls onto his knees. Gorlach gathers you into his arms.

"I always protect," he says, nuzzling into your hair. "I bring warmth. See?"

He tucks a flask into your hands.

"Drink. Warm." He instructs.

You sniff at the mouth of the flask, your eyes watering at the sharp scent. You take a hesitant sip and sputter as it fills your mouth, spicy and sweet, the strongest thing you have ever tasted. Gorlach covers your mouth with two of his fingers and strokes your hair, waiting until you finally manage to swallow. The orcs laugh and nudge each other.

The drink sits on your stomach like a small fire, warming you up and flushing your cheeks. You lean into Gorlach, a little dazed. He carries you into his tent, crooning softly. He lays you on his furs, his thick fingers fumbling with the buttons of your shirt. His brows furrow until he finally gets them open and he pulls your shirt off. He shuffles closer, careful not to crush you. His large hands smooth down your ribs and rub your belly. His curious fingers explore your chest.

He pulls off your pants with a rumbling sound of discovery. He looks down at you for a second and then removes his loincloth. As his cock springs free you're pushing yourself up on your elbows, your eyes going wide. Not even the drink is enough to calm your nerves. You shake your head fearfully and try to tell him that he's too big, he won't fit. Feebly, you try to push him away.

He's so strong that your hands do nothing against him. He grabs your thighs and drags you closer, tossing your legs over his thighs as he crouches on the furs.

"Gorlach sees," he says quietly. "Gentle with you."

You whimper in response as he spits into his palm and smooths it over his cock, groaning. As he strokes back up, precum drips onto your stomach like hot wax. The size of him against your stomach is terrifying. You close your eyes and do your best to relax. True to his word, he is gentle. But foreplay is not a word he knows. Orcish women are built to handle his size and he doesn't realise it isn't the same for you. He presses into your hole with a grunt and you cry a little, clinging helplessly to him.

No, no, you tell him. It won't fit.

His eyes gleam with determination and he brusquely kisses your tears away.

"Gentle," he insists. "Gorlach be careful with you."

Outside the tent, orcs shuffle and strain to hear your pitiful moans, their hands on their eager cocks, each one wishing it was them you were striving to take.

[juanarc-thethird]

Animal control with jaune and Blake

I don't know if what I wrote below was what you expected, but what's done is done. ------------

Animal Control

Jaune and Blake drive in their van to their first client.

Jaune: *Driving* So, what kind of job do we have today?

Blake: We have to appease a crocodile.

Jaune: Is it a "catch and release" type of job?

Blake: No, they just need us to relax her.

Jaune: Oh, I see, it's their pet.

Blake: *Quietly* I wouldn't say that.

Jaune: What's her name? The crocodile, I mean.

Blake: Tock

Jaune: Ok, first time I've heard a name like that.

Blake: Make a left here and the house will be on the right.

Jaune: Thanks

Jaune follows Blake's directions and they stop in front of the house.

Jaune: Here we are. I'll go take some tranquilizer darts.

Blake: It won't be necessary.

Jaune: Really? Is a crocodile.

Blake: Trust me, you won't need it.

Jaune: If you say so

They get out of the van, walk to the door and ring the doorbell.

Jaune: After these, do you want to stop and eat at the taqueria I told you about yesterday?

Blake: Sure, if we have time.

Jaune: Great.

Suddenly the door of the house opens. In front of them 5 very scared people appear and start talking at the same time.

Jaune: Wow! Quiet! Don't worry… As you can see, we are animal control and we are already informed of what is happening. You.. *he points to one of the people* ..where is the crocodile?

Stranger 1: T-That way.

He says as he points to a door at the end of the hallway.

Stranger 1: She's in there. Please be very careful.

Jaune: *Smiles* Don't worry, we are professionals.

He says with great confidence.

Stranger 2: If you survive, we will follow you to the depths of hell.

Jaune: (Holy cow, what kind of crocodile do they have?!) T-That's not necessary.

Blake: Jaune, lets go.

Jaune: R-Right.

The two pass between the people towards their objective. The more they do it, the more they hear the chaos happening inside the room.

Jaune: So, how do you plan to appease her?

Blake: By using you.

Jaune: *Surprise* I'm sorry!

Blake grabs the door handle and opens it without any worry.

Jaune: Wait!

When they open the door completely, they find a very upset woman.

Tock: How the hell did I lose that money?!! That bet was supposedly a sure winner!!! *She grabs a chair and throws it against the wall* AAAAH!!!!

Jaune: Blake...

Blake: Hm?

Jaune: That's not a crocodile

Blake: Wrong, she is.

Jaune: She is a person!

Blake: Correction, She is a Crocodile Faunus person.

Jaune: That doesn't matter, you told me that we would work with animals!

Blake: She is an animal.

Jaune: *Gasp!* Now that's racist.

Blake: Ok I lied! Actually this companionship business for women.

Jaune: And I'm the product?

Blake: Y-Yes... *Ashamed, she lowers her head*

Jaune: *Sighs* Look Blake, if you need money, I can help you.

Blake: *Happy* So you'll work for me?!

Jaune: Hell no! I leav-!

Tock: *Grabs his shirt* You finally arrived handsome.

Jaune: *Worry* Hey wait a minute! I was just leav-!

Tock: Enough of the talk, let's fuck!

She pushes Jaune into the room and locks the door. Blake puts her ear to the door and listens.

Jaune: Wait this is all a misunderstanding! If you let me explain-!

Suddenly the sound of clothes falling is heard.

Jaune: O-Oh God~

Tock: You like what you see, big guy~💕 This is all yours for the next hour~

Jaune: I-I don't think it's a good idea-

Tock: If you're worried about my teeth, don't be. I don't bite…hard~

Jaune: Is not that, the thing is...

Then the sound of a zipper is heard.

Jaune: H-Hey!

Tock: Holy fuck~💕 They told me you were big, but I didn't expect such a massive cock~ God, I need it inside me~💕

Jaune: H-Hang on a minute! I don't think she will fit! Hey! WAIT!

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room.

Tock: MoThErfuCkEr!!💕

Jaune: *Worry* Are you ok?!

Tock: I'm fine! Just… fuck~💕… I think I just came. Shit, you sure have a nice cock~ I will definitely book you again. Now let's test your stamina~💕

Jaune: Mu stami-*Gets kissed*-MHH!!💕

Tock: Shut up now, will you, just fuck me~💕 *Kiss* *Kiss* *Kiss*

Blake: (Looks like my plan was a success)

Blake walks away from the door and starts typing on her phone.

Blake(text): I have a space open this Saturday, is that okay?

*Ting!*

White_Queen: I take it. It would be at my beach house. I'll send you the address later, along with the deposit.

Blake smiles at the text

Blake: (Oh Jaune~ You don't know how valuable you are.)

[thezombieprostitute]

Unwanted - Part 5

Summary: Your life is no longer yours. You've been forced into becoming a different species of human. Bought and paid for, what can you do but follow orders and obey your Alpha?

Warnings: Allusions to surgery, human trafficking, kidnapping; Angst; Depression; Suicidal thoughts. Let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is described as big & tall, is female. No other descriptors used.

Part 4 -- Part 6

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You wake up covered in sweat, crying from your nightmares. Your entire body ached, especially where you had scars. It took you a minute to orient yourself. The skylight was incredibly helpful as an instant reminder that you were no longer in your cell at Dr. Kemp's mercy.

The comfortable bed and blankets were another reminder. Natasha had graciously added to your education on Omega instincts and needs. Nesting had originally been described to you as just bundling your bedding. Nat had explained it was a manifestation of an Omega's need for a safe, comfy place. Most often to sleep, but sometimes just for relaxing. It's not uncommon for an Omega to have little nests built in other places of their homes. For now, though, you were just grateful to indulge in the soft fabric, comfy mattress, and a multitude of pillows.

You check the digital clock and see that it's a little after 5 in the morning. Part of you wonders if that was the default time you'd get woken up in your cell and so you're just automatically waking up out of habit. Yes, the nightmares were probably a factor, but you can't remember a time you didn't have them. Maybe you should ask Nat about getting yourself a teddy bear you can squeeze to help you calm down instead of the pillow you currently had in a death grip.

She had promised to come by at 10 today to follow up with you. That gave you a whopping 5 hours to get more sleep. If only you could. You were wide awake and sleep felt like a terrifying concept, as if you would wake up back in your cell.

Resigning yourself to wakefulness you get out of bed and look around. You've got options for what to do and you're not sure what to do with yourself until the pressure in your bladder gets your attention. After you relieve yourself you decide to shower first and try out some of the sweet, floral smelling products to find ones you liked. You probably spent too much time in the shower but you were so grateful for the hot water and feel soothed by the scented shampoos and washes. For the first time in forever a shower felt genuinely relaxing and rejuvenating.

Walking out of the bathroom, wrapped in one of the towels, you look through the closet. Nat had promised that none of these clothes were used, they were all recently bought, just for you. Yes, they were men's clothes, but that's because they didn't have women's clothing your size. You assured her it was something you were used to. You put on a pair of boxers followed by sweatpants and a t-shirt, taking a kind of comfort in the fit of the pant legs around your ankles, breathing easier with so much of yourself covered. There's also a pair of slipper socks that, when you put them on, make you giddy with how warm and comfortable they feel. Honestly, you wonder if you'll ever feel comfortable being barefoot, or in a dress ever again. Those hospital gowns have likely soured your clothing opinions forever.

Recalling your tour with Natasha from last night, you remember you're also allowed to make yourself some breakfast with the ample food supply in the kitchen. It's been quite some time since you've cooked but you want a meal that's actually warm and tasty. Still, it has been a while so you opt to start simple with toast and eggs. You end up with scrambled eggs but that just means you can add shredded cheese before adding it to the toast. You took a bite and nearly ended up in tears from the relief, the memories, the confirmation that you were no longer in your cell.

All of your emotions kicking in from the conflicting brain chemistry have you running back to your nest to cry yourself out.

By the time Nat knocks on your door you've calmed down. You welcome her in and the two of you make small talk. You tell her about everything going on and she nods in understanding.

"This is definitely something we've seen before," she nods. "When you're ready for it, we'll introduce you to some of the others who have had similar experiences."

"So there are others?" you ask. "Ari wasn't just bullshitting about that?"

"Unfortunately, yes, there are others. We're a bit of a dying species, doing what we need to survive. But while a bunch of us work for the government in exchange for safety, resources and a chance at creating future generations for others of our kind, some outliers, like Kemp and Hansen, have gone to more extreme measures."

"So Ari is trying to do good work and I just...I wasn't supposed to...I'm..."

Nat hugs you. "You're welcome here. We will find a place for you here."

Part 4 -- Part 6

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The spirit of inquiry

Stray Kids; Lee Felix (solo 18+)

Word count: 1.6k

Content: Felix being bi-curious, sweet but needy smut, mastrubation, using realistic cum-like lube, lix imagining a guy cumming on him, slight anal but lix gets too overwhelmed by it, loud lix, male orgasm.

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The warm room filled itself with the sound of deep breaths, echoing against the wall and bounching back into his ears. Despite there being a video playing on his tv situated at the end of his bed, the room was quiet.

Felix's heart was beating in his chest at the thought of there even being sound to the video. His brown eyes were intensely glued to the screen, taking in as much as he could - the video a perfectly set pase as he had picked the right genre that fit his own taste of gentleness.

The man in the video was taking his time undressing his girlfriend, teasing her around the edges of her underwear before pulling the pink fabric down her thighs.

Felix focused on the now bare women in front of him, who was visibly turned on by her boyfriend, legs spread for him so he had perfect access to place some needy kisses across her core.

The scene didn't last long, the guy soon moving back up to come face to face with her, both of them drowing into a kiss. It was now clearly visible how turned on the guy was as well, the bulge in his boxers pressed against her, bodies grinding against each other in no time.

Felix shifted in his seat, moving to let himself lay down a little lower, head resting against his soft pillow. He could feel his body reacting to the scene in front of him, blood so clearly flowing down to his length and hardening him.

He gulped as he felt his boxers fitting tighter around him, hands fidgeting with his cropped t-shirt, goosebumps forming on his skin whenever his warm fingers would accidently hit his soft tummy.

As the scene continued, and there were no longer any clothes in play, bare bodies clearly visible, his eyes started to wander.

Felix watched clearly how the guy stood between her thighs, hands roaming up between her breasts to her neck to sqeeze lightly, his free hand drifting over his own hip on the side where the camera was situated. Only seconds later the guy wrapped his hand around the base of his own cock, his thumb brushing over his slit to collect some precum to help his hand move over every inch.

Felix watched the guy intensely, how he ever so slightly twisted his wrist when pumping himself, how he would tighten around himself a few times seen by his veins, how the muscles on his abdomen would tighten and relax in waves, how his lips with his plump lips was open - threatening to release sounds he could only imagine.

Felix looked down himself briefly, sighing deeply as he saw and felt how hard his cock had become. His hands disappeared into his hair, covering his eyes as well.

'What am I doing?' he whispered to himself before letting his body relax again. He kept his eyes closed for just a little longer, not wanting reality to hit of how he actually liked looking at the guy in the scene too, how curious he was about how his jerking off differs from his own, how he would sound pleasing himself, how-

Felix signed again before opening his eyes again, the angle on the video now having been changed to the guy's pov, his abs and cock so perfectly visible and inches away from the girl's mouth. In a slight panic at his increasing thoughts, Felix leaned over to pause the video.

When he leaned back and the focus was even more on his aching length, he couldn't help but let his hands inch closer. He gently let his hand move over the fabric of his shorts, caressing his own thigh. When his hand inched higher his cock twitched in his boxers, earning a deep breath from him.

His eyes tried his best to avoid the paused scene in front of him, but his lust and needs were taking over with every seconds he left his cock untouched.

With another deep breath his eyes looked back up at the screen, hand finally palming himself and stroking the outline of himself for some friction.

'Fuck...', he whispered as he became eager to take off his shorts and boxers in one movement. Felix wasn't very big but he had such prominent veins along his shaft from how needy he would always get.

His cock hit his stomach as soon as he undressed, his small hand wasting no time to wrap around himself and to start jerking himself off desperately.

But with his eagerness he only realised after a few pumps he needed some help, something to make his movements easier so he could relieve himself quickly.

Felix rolled over onto his side, opening his drawer to take out a small bottle of lube he has recently replaced. In another wave of curiousity, he decided to buy himself a different kind of lube, the thought of it making his cock throb in need alone.

The lube has the exact same look and feel as his own cum, just a little pump of the bottle in his hand already had his mind go cloudy. The pump was enough to cover his entire cock in slick and cum, making a mess of himself without his own load even joining.

Felix started off with a fast pace, fucking his cock up into his hand as best as he could with needy whines. Only a few thrusts like this with the view of another man's cock visible on the screen between his thighs had him get lost in the scene.

'We shouldn't...do this', he played for himself, imaging the guy was right here in the room with him, as if the guy was jerking off right with him.

The wet noises of his cock covered in cum filled the room, more small little whines leaving Felix's lips whenever he paid attention to the details of the man.

Felix's moans grew louder as he started imaging the guy in front of him, the way he would let the guy cum on top of him if he wanted to, how he would want to feel his warm cum on him instead of this cold lube.

'Shit', he cursed as he tightened his wrist around his length for more pleasure. Felix gasped as his hips started twitching, his orgasm approaching fast.

He let out a desperate whine as he halted his movements, letting his cock fall against his tummy. His chest moved up and down quickly till his approaching orgasm went away again, edging himself.

Felix felt overwhelmed, with everything that was playing in his head, with the lust he felt from looking at another guy and how he felt equally wrong from liking it this much to image himself being covered by another man's cum.

However, his lust and his desires too over, leaning forward again to unpause the video this time being even more bold to quietly turn on the sound. Even though it was late at night, he was pretty certain that not all members were yet fast asleep.

Felix watched the scene continue, how the guy's thick cock disappeared into the girl's mouth. The guy's hand held her still, holding the back of her head as he started thrusting. Seeing how tight she was making her mouth for him had Felix wondering how good he could make the guy feel with his own, or even more so his own body.

Felix couldn't help but let his free hand move down his thigh, caressing his soft skin before inching his wet fingers closer to his rim. He gently started rubbing himself before waiting for another thrust on the screen before using one finger to enter himself.

His back arched ever so slightly, a moan slipping past his lips that was threatening to be a little too loud. The hand still resting on his cock was slowly moving again in sync, jerking himself off at a nice pace that matched the guy's thrusts too.

'Oh fuck, fuck', he moaned as he felt his cock continuesly twitch in his hand, his finger soon leaving him as it all felt too good. Just like that, the scene in front of him showed how the guy came all over the girl's tongue, some landing by the corners of her mouth. The guy stroked himself a few more times until he completely came down from his high, his fingers collecting some of the cum to let the girl suck on some more.

And just like that, Felix's body was twitching with an intense orgasm washing over him that had turned his moans completely quiet and swallowed. His little cock released spurt after spurt of cum over his tummy, some landing on the edge of his crop top too, staining the material. His load was big as he didn't get much time within scheduled to truly relax by himself.

Felix's sweet little cock started to soften against him, his body still too tired to move or even clean himself up. He only focused on his breathing, his eyes starting up at the ceiling.

Even though the video was over, he could swear that he heard a voice whisper to him, a man's voice, something sweet, no longer lust-like. Felix could no longer contain his smile, the thought of being able to really get loved and wanted by a man like this, was something that made his heart skip a beat.

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THE PLANK | JJK

Jungkook x reader

When you do planks and your he slides under you and kisses you

Best friends

Angst | fluff

Word count ; 845

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The gym is empty. No one seems to be around, and that's just what you wanted. Walking inside, you placed your backpack in the corner of a wall and removed your t-shirt. Working out has become your favourite activity, you must give credits to your best friend for that, he's the one who initiated the fire to getting fit and burning

calories. You usually work out in his place. He's got a whole gym in his house. From the machines to the weights, damn. So you're a bit bored and lonely. Your best friend Kayla is getting engaged in a month and you're supposed to be her

bridesmaid, ain't no way you wanna look bloated and messy, you're determined to tone your body and muscles, plus working out is so fun!! You tied up your hair into a messy bun and began to jog in the treadmill for about 20 minutes.

A woman walked in and greeted me with a smile, I finally had some company, even though I wanted to spend my time alone in the gym. You did all your workouts with weights, and only pushups, planks, and stretching were left. You took a deep breath, 

feeling your muscles getting weaker as you were now tired after an hour. You sipped on your water bottle and then laid on the yoga mat, ready to start off with planks. You counted from 1 to 10, then you relaxed and started counting 1 to 20 with your eyes closed.

"Hey!" You heard a man squeak, and you opened your eyes to meet with your best friend Jungkook under you. "Oh my- fuck-" 

you lost balance and immediately sat up, holding on to your exhaling the sudden shock. Jungkook giggled like a bunny and placed his head on his arm, his elbow on the mat. "Did I scare you?" He questioned, and you gave him a piercing look. "Is that even a question! You made my heart skip a beat!" You hit his arm 

and nodded with a huge smile on his face.  "I didn't expect to see you at the gym on a Saturday evening, you usually curl with your blanket and watch some stupid documentary munching corn curls." You give him a proud look and cross your arms on your chest. 

"I've come out of that habit, now! I find working out more fascinating, so move!" You push him out of the mat and get into your plant position, Jungkook placed his tongue inside his cheek, biting into it as he finds your latest habit very attractive. 

Working out has always been his favourite activity but seeing his best friend who is also one of the most beautiful women he's seen, prioritising workouts kinda turns him on. He's always a flirt, but today seeing you alone in the gym, wearing that tight gym fit and your hair in a messy bun that makes you hotter just makes him feel some tension.

"Two- three-" You start counting, staying in your high plank and exhaling slowly. Jungkook slides under you and watches your features closely. You slowly opened your eyes and scoffed in sudden shock, "What are you doing, kook?!" "Admiring you."

He whispers, and your eyes meet him that is already staring back at you. He does the triangle look. From your eye to your lips to your eye, and that's dangerous. "Don't fall on me, that's not gonna end good." He murmurs with hooded eyes while clenching his jaw and kicking his lips.

His intense stare wasn't making his easy, your messy bun was now bringing more stranges of hair to your face and Jungkook took this opportunity to place the strands behind your ears, his fingers softly rushing your skin while you tried hard to not give up on the plank that's even more than 20 seconds. "You look beautiful."

He whispered, and you gulp, you both breathing heavily after his words. You both continue to have an eye lock without realising he comes forward, placing a kiss on your nose, and then you fall into his chest. He immediately wrapped his arms around you and began to laugh. "Ow-"

you whispered as his rock hardiness hit yours a bit too hard, the man laughing made things worse. "Stop laughing!" Jungkook turned around, placed you on the mat as he hovered over you and looked into your eyes. "Did I make you weak?" 

He asked and you rolled your eyes even though you actually felt weaker now. "Get away!" "Not until you answer my question." He brushed his nose gently on yours and you gasped, "kook-" "excuse me?"

You both faced the voice that belonged to a gym instructor and oh boy was this embarrassing. "This ain't a bedroom, young couple. This a gym." The beautiful muscular black woman spoke, giving you both a smirk before walking away.

"Get out kook!"

You pushed him aside and grabbed your mat and walked to your bag.

"Dinner at mine?"

Jungkook murmured and you looked at him and nodded…

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Center: Tommy Hilfiger “Stripe V-Neck Favorite T-Shirt” in the color “Icy Pink Multi.”

Right: Lands' End “Petite Relaxed Supima Cotton V-Neck T-Shirt” in the color “Deep sea navy breton stripe.”

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