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Road Tripping Across Michigan’s Upper Peninsula

Crossing the Mackinac Bridge from Michigan’s Mitten to the U.P. is Passage to Another World. Explore the Spectacular Natural Beauty, Cultural History, and Small Towns of this Remote Region.

— By Stacey Cook

Top: See the Soo Locks in Sault Ste. Marie! Built in the mid-1800s by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, the Soo Locks raise and lower boats with a series of gates and chambers that are powered by the force of gravity alone. This ingenious engineering connects Lake Superior and Lake Huron and allows around 7,000 ships—including huge freighters—to pass from the Atlantic Ocean through the Great Lakes annually. See it yourself from the Soo Locks Park and Observation Deck in Sault Ste. Marie (pronounced Soo Saint Marie) or take one of two boat tours. The Famous Soo Locks Boat Tour offers a lighthouse cruise—a half-day, fully narrated voyage that traverses the St. Mary’s River through the locks and all the way to the entrance of Lake Superior, the largest freshwater lake in the world. When you’re back on dry land, drop by the Baaweting Anishinaabe Interpretive Center to view culturally significant items donated by tribal members and the River of History Museum for a self-guided audio tour with stories of Native Americans, French fur traders, and others who shaped the region. Photograph By Alamy

Bottom: Experience the majesty of Tahquamenon Falls! Tahquamenon Falls State Park encompasses nearly 50,000 acres of forestland and several waterfalls that crash into the Tahquamenon River before it flows into Lake Superior. Tannins leached from cedar swamps give the river its distinctive amber color and the park’s nickname “Root Beer Falls.” There are two viewing areas in the park. The Upper Falls is one of the largest east of the Mississippi, spanning 200 feet wide with a single, nearly 50-foot drop. Take the accessible 0.4-mile paved pathway through old-growth forest to view it from an observation platform. To reach the series of Lower Falls, walk the four-mile hiking trail or drive down and view them from the Ronald A. Olson Pedestrian Island Bridge or by rowboat. The park is also an ideal place to birdwatch and see wildlife—including a resident pair of moose—and offers 25 miles of hiking trails and four campgrounds to extend your stay. Photograph From Shutterstock

Explore the cape at Whitefish Point! Known as Lake Superior’s Shipwreck Coast, Whitefish Point is home to more than 200 shipwrecks preserved in the surrounding waters. The Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum and Whitefish Point Light Station are worth a visit to browse exhibits that include shipwreck artifacts, artwork, models, and maritime history programs. Admission includes a self-guided tour of the preserved 1861 Lightkeeper's Quarters, and the bell of the famous Edmund Fitzgerald steamer is on display. Walk past the museum to a boardwalk that leads to gorgeous Whitefish Point Beach. Sink your feet into fine dune sand, swim in Lake Superior's cold, clear water, and search for agates on the shore while seabirds and freighters coast by. For the truly adventurous, the Whitefish Point Underwater Preserve offers several extraordinary dive sights for viewing the shipwrecks up close, with underwater visibility ranging from 20 to 150 feet. The local preserve organization places mooring buoys on the major shipwrecks for intrepid and experienced divers to discover. Photograph By Alamy

Discover Grand Marais, the gem of the U.P.! Set within a 50-mile stretch of Lake Superior shoreline, Grand Marais is a hiker’s and backpacker’s paradise. Trek along the Sucker River in the Grand Marais School Forest to explore scenic overlooks, waterfalls, bluffs, lakes, streams, and remote coves. Visit the Blind Sucker Flooding wetland in the Lake Superior State Forest for excellent bird-watching. The 7.3-mile Blind Sucker Pathway traverses a dense forest along the Blind Sucker River and the Lake Superior coast. The trail can be accessed at Blind Sucker No. 1 or No. 2 state forest campgrounds or the Lake Superior State Forest Campground. For a more leisurely day, head out to one of Grand Marais’ many beautiful beaches to hunt for agates, or hop on a bike to coast down quiet country roads where locals joke that five cars are a lot of traffic. Then head west to begin your journey to Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore with Sable Falls and the Grand Sable Dunes, five square miles of incredible, pristine dunes perched at the top of the 300-foot-high Grand Sable Banks that were formed by the retreat of ice sheets thousands of years ago and offer an incredible view. Photograph By Alamy

Hike and paddle along the colorful sandstone cliffs of Pictured Rocks! The small town of Munising is the gateway to Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore, which encompasses more than 70,000 acres and 40 miles of Lake Superior shoreline. The sculpted sandstone cliffs and formations are banded with orange, red, green, and blue hues from iron, copper, and other minerals and tower as high as 200 feet above the shore. There are 100 miles of forested trails, waterfalls, beaches, sand dunes, and scenic overlooks to explore in this beloved national park. Hike a 1.2-mile trail to see beautiful Chapel Falls, then continue another two miles to Chapel Rock, a solitary stack of Cambrian-age sandstone jutting up from the lakeshore with a lone white pine on top. Twelvemile Beach is a remote stretch of sandy shoreline that offers a clear, cold swim after a long day of hiking and a starry night at the rustic first-come, first-served 37-site campground. Get a bird’s-eye view from three overlooks at Miners Castle, one of the park’s most famous landmarks, and Grand Portal Point, the highest point along the ridge. To see the colorful striations up close, join a kayaking tour and glide through sea caves and the iconic archway of Lover’s Leap. Paddle even farther out or take a ferry to secluded Grand Island to spend the day exploring 13,500 acres of hardwood forest, pristine beaches, and inland lakes by foot, bike, or kayak. Photograph By Alamy

Soak in the arts and culture of Houghton-Hancock! The twin cities of Houghton and Hancock, connected by the iconic Portage Lake Lift Bridge, are together considered the gateway to the Keweenaw Peninsula. Houghton is the fastest-growing city in the U.P. and home to Michigan Technological University. Drop into the Carnegie Museum, which showcases the region’s cultural and natural history in a classic revival building and offers free admission, with donations appreciated. The A.E. Seaman Mineral Museum at Michigan Tech exhibits the world’s finest collection of minerals from the Great Lakes region, and the Finnish-American Heritage Center at Hancock’s Finlandia University houses historical and family archives for the Finns who settled here in the 1800s and hosts cultural events. Pop on a hard hat and take a two-hour guided tour of Quincy Mine, home of the largest steam hoist engine in the world, to learn about the mine’s fascinating history and ride a rail-cog tram. Check out the events, activities, and gallery space at the Copper Country Community Arts Center, or catch a theater, music, or dance performance at the Rozsa Center for the Performing Arts. When you get hungry, head over to the Library Restaurant, where books decorate the walls and tables overlook the canal, or try the pannukakku, a custardy oven-baked pancake served with raspberry sauce, and other traditional Finnish dishes at the Suomi Restaurant. Or grab a flaky meat or root veggie hand pie at Amy J’s Pasty (that’s PASS-tee) to go, and stroll along the Portage Canal boardwalk where flower gardens bloom and secret art installations are waiting to be discovered. Photograph By Alamy

Lose track of time in the Porcupine Mountains! Stop in the small town of Ontonagon to load up on supplies and chat with friendly locals before embarking on a great adventure in the Porcupine Mountain Wilderness State Park, a.k.a. “the Porkies.” Michigan’s largest state park encompasses 60,000 acres of hardwood forests, waterfalls, rivers, and pristine Lake Superior beaches. Hike up into the Summit Peak Observation Tower, the highest point in the park at nearly 2,000 feet above sea level, for a panoramic view. On clear days, you can see as far as the Apostle Islands and Isle Royale. Copper Peak offers the highest unobstructed vista in the Midwest, and its viewing platform is accessible via an 800-foot chair lift ride. There are great mountain biking trails at Copper Peak as well, including some heart-pounding descents. Lake of the Clouds is a sparkling blue gem ringed by lush green forest that’s one of the most photographed features in the U.P. You can drive to the accessible overlook to view it from above and snap your own photo or hike down the Big Carp River Trail or the Escarpment Trail. The lake offers catch-and-release bass fishing, but there are no boat rentals—you’ll need to carry light watercraft in or use waders. Ontonagon is also home to the Porcupine Mountains Music Festival. It’s held annually the weekend before Labor Day and features bluegrass, Americana, folk, rock, country, and blues acts over two days. Photograph By Alamy

Visit the vineyards and fish-packed bays of Escanaba! Beautiful Escanaba is a top contender for Walleye capital of the world. The Bays de Noc on Lake Michigan make one of the best freshwater fishing locations in the U.S., as more than 20,000 fish have been planted to sustain the fishery, and major professional fishing tournaments are held here. There’s also excellent fly fishing in the Escanaba River and ice fishing in the winter. The region is also a burgeoning wine country, thanks to new cold-hardy grapes designed to survive freezing winters. Drop by the tasting rooms at Northern Sun Winery and Leigh’s Garden Winery for a chance to try the U.P.’s own estate-grown wines. For a caffeine fix, Up North Roast has you covered, and be sure to grab a pint of Yooper Ale in the taproom at Upper Hand Brewery, a division of Michigan’s famous Bell’s Brewery. Dobber’s and Gram’s rule the pasty game in Escanaba and are both worth a visit. The Stonehouse Restaurant has been voted Escanaba’s best restaurant for 30 years and features an impressive array of dishes “from the water” as well as other substantial meals. The Escanaba Farmers Market has been a town staple for more than 100 years. Wander through the stalls and shop for locally grown fruit and vegetables, fresh baked goods, jams, meats, locally foraged mushrooms, and crafts. In July, check out the country and rock Northern Lights Music Fest at the Upper Peninsula State Fairgrounds. The inaugural 2023 festival features headliner Keith Urban. Photograph From Shutterstock

Ignite your imagination at Fayette Historic State Park and Townsite! Step back in time at Fayette Historic State Park on the shore of Lake Michigan’s Big Bay de Noc where a historic 19th-century townsite is beautifully preserved. The industrial community of Fayette was founded in the 1860s by Fayette Brown, a manager of the Jackson Iron Company, and it housed approximately 500 people, mostly immigrant workers and their families. The iron ore the company smelted was shipped to the lower Great Lakes where it was converted into railroad rails and steel during the Second Industrial Revolution. Wander through the park on a guided or self-guided tour to see the 150-year-old buildings, including the hotel, town hall, blast furnace, machine shop and school, and learn about what life was like here. When the company stopped smelting operations in 1891, most residents moved away, leaving the town to stand as an exhibit of Michigan history. The park also encompasses a modern campground, swimming area, and five miles of trails that offer views from 90-foot limestone cliffs surrounding Snail Shell Harbor. Photograph By Alamy

Immerse yourself in nature at an easy pace near Manistique! Head to beautiful Manistique to wander between the sweet downtown shops and admire the latest mural on Cedar St. Grab a bite at Cedar Street Cafe and Espresso Bar or the Upper Crust Deli, then stroll the wooden boardwalk bordered by dune grass for a panoramic Lake Michigan view with the bright red Manistique East Breakwater Lighthouse in the foreground. Manistique is a perfect jumping-off point for short excursions, and it’s only a 1.5-hour drive from the Mackinac Bridge. Visit Palms Book State Park to see Kitch-iti-kipi, “The Big Spring,” which is indeed big at 200 feet across and 40 feet deep, where over 10,000 gallons of water gush per minute from fissures in the underlying limestone. Check out the crystal-clear water up close from a large, self-operated raft. Bring your binoculars to view migratory birds and other wildlife in the lush marshes, swamps, bogs, grasslands, and forests of Seney National Wildlife Refuge, a 96,000-acre protected wetland area with diverse habitats and species managed by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service. The pretty Colwell Lake Trail in the Hiawatha National Forest makes a nice day trip from Manistique with an accessible 2-mile loop around the lake. Photograph From Getty

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lokissweater · 5 months ago

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DON’T HAVE TO GUESS

{yuta okkotsu x f!reader}

summary: yuta is the greatest boyfriend to ever grace this earth. one problem though? he refuses to touch you out of fear of making you uncomfortable or disrespecting you (no matter how bad he wants it). your pent up sexual frustration is at an all time high and you’re sick of him rejecting your advances, so you devise a plan to get him to crack.

content: MDNI. FILTHY SMUT, smut with plot, established relationship, afab!reader, pet names, references to alcohol and drinking, college party, cursing, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it y’all), dirty talk, FERAL YUTA, oral, creampie, yuta is down bad for you.

word count: 5.8k

author’s note: theming inspired by charli xcx ft. miss billie eilish’s song “guess” !! MWAH.

if you would like to know the origin story of this au, you can read it here! but it can also be read without it :)

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yuta felt like an absolute freak.

ever since you both officially became a couple, he’s been the absolute happiest man alive and never ever goes a day without showering you with affection, kisses, and telling you how much he loves and adores you.

but behind that? yuta has a little secret.

and he is gnawing at the iron bars of his enclosure in absolute torture every time you do something, anything, that can get his little horn dog mind to imagine you in thirty five different positions on his bed crying out for him.

it doesn’t even have to be something you do that remotely resembles anything sexual, so on a day where you were sitting pretty beside him in the passenger seat of his car, the blood rushing to his dick at the sight of the seatbelt strap pushing in between your puffy boobs—

he knew it was bad.

yuta’s shamefully always thought about these things— even when you were both just on best friend status. but it’s harder now, much harder for him to behave because he doesn’t want to pressure you into doing something you don’t want to do. he respects you so much and always treats you like pretty porcelain glass, delicately running his hands over your body and soft face when you share a kiss or an embrace.

so now whenever he feels his heart pounding against his chest, face boiling red, and the all too familiar feeling of the lower region of his pants maybe getting a little too tight because of you, he immediately removes himself from the situation to prevent from spazzing out.

the bad thing was— this happened practically every single day and nearly every other hour, to the point where it was blatantly obvious and you were completely and utterly confused as to why.

every time you stand up on your tippy toes to give him a sugary kiss, arms wrapped around his neck and yuta’s arms around your waist, the makeout doesn’t last for more than thirty seconds before he’s pulling apart from your lips with a smack!, walking away with his head down, hands tight at his sides, and with a lame excuse for his abrupt leave.

every time you accidentally drop something and bend over to retrieve it with yuta standing directly behind you— when you come back up and turn your head to face him, he’s already staring back at you with wide eyes, lips pressed into a thin line and cheeks flushed pink. you’d ask then if he was okay, to which he would respond by a quick nod of the head and a dash out of the room to leave for a moment… again.

he did it so much to the point where he eventually avoided touching you all together, and you absolutely hated it. yuta’s always been affectionate with you, he’s never not touched you, and on a day where you swung a leg over his lap to straddle him on his bed, eager to show him a little loving and a smooch— you had just about had it when he placed his hands on your hips as you were trailing your mouth down his neck, physically pulling you off his lap and leaving the room— muttering about god knows what.

until you noticed.

you and yuta were seated on your living room couch watching a movie, the both of you dozing off gingerly as his head was resting against your shoulder, undoubtedly exhausted after a days worth of college classes and homework.

you went to place a sleepy hand on his upper thigh, about to tell him that you both should move upstairs to your room and sleep, but when your fingers accidentally grazed his crotch area, yuta shot up like a light and startled you awake— eyes blown wide and frantic.

“whatareyoudoing—”

“yu! my god—” you placed a hand over your heart, chest heaving. “i was just gonna tell you that we should go up to my room and sleep.”

yuta’s shoulders visibly dropped, and he closed his eyes momentarily before licking his lips, exhaling deeply.

“h-oh my god—“ he opened his eyes again after regulating his breathing and looked at you with worried eyes. “fuck i’m sorry baby… did i scare you?”

you gave him a little nod and he wrapped his arms around your shoulders then, kissing your cheek and the side of your head apologetically. “i’m sorry, i don’t know why i did that.”

but you did, and it was like a switch had gone off in your head, everything finally making sense.

every moment he would suddenly leave, or remove you from him when you tried anything, or every expression and reaction he made when you would wear something tight or short, all fell into place like a delicious puzzle piece.

so when he lead you to bed and cuddled you up innocently to sleep that night, you came up with a plan to test this theory.

you wanted yuta to crack.

unfortunately, your first attempt was a fail.

yuta had plans to take you out on a little summer picnic date by the beach, and when he arrived at your house and you texted him to come in and make himself at home in your room, you were absolutely giddy, fixing your dress and applying the finishing touches to your makeup in the bathroom.

you had slipped on a long, skin tight black spandex dress for the day— one that hugged every inch and crevice of your body like a vice, a mischievous look in your eyes as you ran your fingers through your styled hair before leaving, practically skipping down the hall back to your room.

the minute you came in, yuta’s eyes flew open.

“hi baby!” you greeted sweetly, walking over to where he sat at the edge of your bed and leaned down, planting a soft kiss to his blushing cheek.

score.

“h-hi.”

“do you like it?” you asked eagerly, doing a little twirl for him and mentally making sure to pop your ass out a little more in his direction. “i bought it just yesterday!”

“i.. i do, baby.” he squeaked, voice hoarse and mind in a full blown fucking panic when you took his hands in yours and ushered him to stand.

but he remained stiff as a board, arms glued to his sides and hands in tight fists as he looked at you, face strained.

you playfully rolled your eyes and took his hands, guiding them towards you. “you can touch me, silly. here— feel the spandex-”

and you purposely dropped his hands to land right on your ass with a smack.

yuta immediately inhaled sharply through his nose and choked, his face dropping straight into the crook of your neck to hide his delirious expression. yuta was biting the inside of his cheek so unbelievably hard that he tasted metal, his eyes squeezing shut as nasty thoughts flashed through his mind like a forest fire.

holy shit holy shit holy shit—

“f..feels nice,” he muttered into your neck, and you grinned, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning your lips up to his ear.

“does it?”

you felt yuta giving in and slowly squeeze the plump of your ass, and he felt like an absolute fucking monster at the way he was feeling you up when in his eyes, you were just innocently showing him your pretty little long dress.

but just when you thought you had won, your smile wide with delight, he tore away from you and excused himself from the room with a quick kiss to your cheek, leaving you dumbfounded and defeated.

on your second attempt, you refused to accept defeat and planned more diligently than before, his tiny mess up from last time motivating and proving to you that your plan could bear fruit.

this day was particularly scorching, one of the hottest days of the year as you and yuta decided to get ice cream after one of his lectures from a shop down the street, an attempt at cooling off and escaping the heat.

you were sitting on a cute bench under shade just outside the shop as you waited for your boyfriend to come back, nervous and wearing a low cut baby doll top that showed a little more boob than you originally intended, but due to the circumstance at hand… the more the merrier!

after a few minutes, the door to the shop chimed open and yuta stepped out— two vanilla ice cream cones with rainbow sprinkles delectably adorning the pair of soft serves in his hands. he carefully handed one to you and grinned.

“here baby.”

you took a cone from his offering hand gratefully and licked a little off it as he sat down.

“thank you!” you responded sweetly, and it made his heart skip a beat as you both sat there, enjoying the summer heat and each others gentle company.

without yuta noticing though, you had stopped licking your ice cream as he chatted to you about the things he had to do for the coming week, attentively listening to him as you patiently waited— the vanilla soft serve glistening under the heat and slowly melting, droplets oozing off the sides until one landed right on your tit.

score.

“oh!” you gasped, looking down and pouting, “i spilled someee.”

yuta quickly reached to the side and pulled out a napkin he had brought from the shop, extending it out towards you but faltering when you shook your head frantically.

“no! it’ll go to waste! and i can’t reach down and lick it off myself…” you huffed and looked at him with the cutest face he had ever seen you make… you smirking deviously on the inside. “can you lick it off for me, yu? please.”

you had said it so nonchalant, so casual like it was the easiest most normal thing in the world to do, but it had yuta’s body and mind freezing over as you scooted closer to him, waiting.

“h— huh?” he stammered, unable to take his eyes away from your tits, the sight of ice cream drooling down over them an image he wanted to tattoo behind his eyelids to look at forever— his cheeks bright pink.

“hurry! it’s gonna stain my top,” you whined, putting a hand on his shoulder as yuta let you tug him down, him ogling and literally gawking over your chest.

without another thought, yuta stuck his slick tongue out and slowly ran it over the top of your puffy tit just like you had asked him to, the angel on his shoulder screaming at him to stop as his tongue continued to trail up your chest and around your neck, your breath hitching in surprise.

the sound of your reaction broke him out of his trance and he flinched away from you, chest heaving and pupils blown out with the biggest pit of shame in his stomach, feeling like a fucking pervert.

but you, your shoulders evidently deflated in disappointment as you pressed your thighs together, trying to mend the buzzing ache between your legs as your mind thought over and over about what he did, something you didn’t expect at all, and something you wanted him to do again.

“let’s… let’s go for a walk, yeah?” yuta spoke quickly and gently to you, taking your hand that was on his shoulder and pulling you up off the bench, him confused as to why you had a frown on your face.

but for the third and final attempt, you were utterly and hopelessly desperate. every time you guys hung out, yuta was still the absolute sweetest and did everything he could to make you happy, yet he still just wouldn’t touch you, and it was driving you fucking crazy.

you were getting reckless at this point, your pent up sexual frustration sky rocketing with every passing day, but you were completely oblivious to the fact that yuta was dealing with the same form of torture.

except way, way worse.

it’s gotten to the point where just the sound of your sweet sugary voice over the speakers of his phone has him biting down on the edges of his pillow, arms wrapped tightly around himself and his body curled up into a pathetic ball of despair, his dick rock solid and his mind filled with thoughts that consisted of strictly just you.

so when you called him up and asked if he wanted to come with you to one of your girl friend’s parties, yuta knew he was one hundred percent fucked.

he wanted to keep respecting you. he wanted you to know how special you were to him and how serious he was about your relationship with him, and he sure as hell did not want you to feel uncomfortable because he was a horny piece of shit that didn’t know self control and wanted to have sex every five minutes.

except he was a horny piece of shit, has always been one over you, and yuta knew the second he saw you dolled up in your pretty little dress looking absolutely lethal, he was going to lose it.

and he did.

with his arms crossed over his chest and a tight hand over his mouth, he nodded and hummed out a series of “mhm’s” at everything you were saying as you finished up getting ready, his eyebrows pinched together in complete agony at the sight of you.

the pastel green glittery dress you had on was so criminally short that any inch of movement you made, the bottom of your ass cheeks would peak out from below the hem of your dress.

he slightly lowered his hand from his mouth. “baby?”

“yeah?” you responded softly and turned your body to face him, spritzing your vanilla coconut perfume over your frame.

“i-isn’t your dress— a little short?”

you put the perfume bottle down on your vanity desk and looked down, internally giddy that he noticed the length, your plan coming into fruition.

score.

“oh is it?” you tugged at the hem of your dress, scooting it back down. “does it look bad? i—”

“no no!” yuta’s hands shot out frantically as he shook his head. “you’re so so pretty baby, the most gorgeous little thing i’ve ever seen,” he took a few steps toward you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, being mindful of your perfectly styled hair that made him weak in the knees. “i just don’t want you to feel uncomfortable for the rest of the night and not enjoy yourself.”

your heart melted at his words and consideration as you smiled warmly, eyes sparkling up as you gave him a cute peck on the lips and hugged him back, “you’re so nice to me, yu.”

yuta snorted but looked down at you fondly. “that’s the bare minimum baby.”

“so.” you peeled away from him and walked over to the bed to pick up your purse, swinging the strap over your shoulder. “all i do is make you ham sandwiches after your soccer practices.”

yuta laughed loudly, “that’s all you do?”

“yup!”

he nudged your shoulder playfully with his, a grin on his face as he walked down the stairs with you and out the door to his car.

“brat.”

at the party, your plan was to be as devilish and flashy as possible, showing off every curve and angle of your body to your boyfriend in means of getting him to crack, and your ticket there was the length of your dress—

but more specifically?

what you had on underneath.

when you met up with the rest of your friend group that were all residing on the long lounge sofa in the living room like always, you grabbed yuta’s hand and led him over to join the rest of them. he politely greeted each and every one, keeping you close by the hip before you both settled down on the couch.

yuta wasn’t a big party person like you were, but he also didn’t particularly dislike them either. as long as you were there with him, he always ended up getting shit faced and having the time of his life with you and your friends, something that didn’t even happen when he went to parties with his own friends.

your closest girl friend that sat across from you at an angle turned her body, yelling over the music. “have you tried this?!”

she pointed to the red solo cup in her hand, and you shook your head.

“no! what is it?!”

“someone from the frat next door made a mix of malibu and pineapple rum! it’s really good here!-”

she reached over and offered her cup, and as soon as you stood to retrieve it, an idea popped into your head— eyes widening. without another thought, you moved over to stand right in front of yuta before fully and erotically bending and lunging over to reach for the cup.

he stopped breathing. he looked at the way your dress rode up literally half way up your ass and he stopped breathing.

it was so unbelievably high up that he saw the color of your underwear— a lacy black pair with little bows adorned over the sides like a present, slightly see through but enough to see the outline of your lower lips.

yuta clasped a tight hand over his mouth, but as soon as that happened he realized that whatever he was seeing, everybody else was seeing as well. including that stupid moron that had been staring at you since the moment you both got here.

in record time his trembling arms shot out and yuta grabbed the hem of your dress, tugging it back down over your ass as he wrapped an arm around your waist tightly, pulling you back to sit on his lap.

you loved that he did that, but as you sipped the drink and chatted on with your friends, you were entirely unaware of the way yuta’s arms were gripped around your waist like a lock, his forehead resting on your back with his face hidden.

yuta felt like an absolute fucking freak again as the image of your puffy lower lips outlining your lacy panties flicked over and over and over again in his mind without a break. he felt so nasty, so shameful and so hard as he tried with all of his will power to calm his breathing and stop the bouncing of his right knee, eyes screwed tight.

holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck—

he needed you so badly, needed to slip that skimpy dress off of you and bury his face in between your legs, needed to slip his swollen dick out and grope your tits and pump his—

shut up shut up shut up—

at the feeling of his leg bouncing rapidly, you looked back and slightly turned yourself, confused at the sight of his hung head that was refusing to detach from your body and look at you properly.

you placed a gentle hand at the top of his head, the feeling of his silky black hair underneath your fingers. “yu?—”

his head snapped up straightaway, and your eyes widened as you took in the way his chest was heaving and his pupils were blown out, face completely red and his body practically shivering beneath you.

you frowned, “baby? are you okay?”

you shifted once more to assess him better, but his eyes only shot back down to your ass as he felt your dress rise up again.

such pretty bows…

yuta smashed his face in against your side, eyes screwed shut.

calm down calm down calm down—

it was almost completely dark in the frat house, colors of red and blue and green bouncing across the walls of the lower level as people drank and made havoc, your friends all caught up in their own inebriated worlds to realize what was happening between the both of you.

and at the feeling of his hardened cock against your ass, you slowly smiled and finally understood— your hand coming up to stroke his cheek lovingly, the act simple and innocent, until you took his hand from your lap and agonizingly dragged it further up and up and up your thigh…

shit shit shit—

until you guided his shaking fingers to the patch of wet in between your parted thighs, the lace material up against the pads of his—

fuck it.

yuta pushed you off of his lap and stood, snatching your wrist tightly before tugging and dragging you away from the couch and through the mass of people on the dance floor.

“yuta!” you yelled over the music. “where are we going?”

you were so confused, and you worried that maybe you had pushed his buttons a little too far and that now he was upset, and judging by the way he didn’t even turn around or respond when you spoke to him, it looked like that might be the case.

you gnawed at your bottom lip in concern as he led you both up the stairs of the house— you focused on trying to keep your dress from riding completely up and him opening and closing several different doors before he found what he was looking for.

yuta dragged you in the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him, his lips instantly latching onto your cheek, desperate wet open mouthed kisses dropping down to your neck and down to your chest as you gasped.

“m’sorry m’sorry m’sorry—” he repeated like a chant, voice muffled by the way he was sucking on your neck like a little leech, his fingers looping themselves in the straps of your dress before pulling down and revealing your bare tits to him.

you were wholeheartedly gobsmacked at what he was doing and you were loving every single second of it, the way his wild eyes darted over your tits and his wet lips just about drooling over them.

“i’m gonna suck your tits,” his gaze shot back up to you, chest rising and falling. “okay baby?”

a fierce blush spread over your cheeks at his words, mentally cursing yourself for wanting this so bad but feeling bashful at the wrong freaking time.

you barely even nodded before he picked you up by the waist and set you down on the counter of the sink, his wet tongue darting across the plush of your breasts and pressing flat against your nipple, your breath hitching at the feeling.

yuta sucked and nipped feverishly at your nipples, getting them slick and slippery with his spit as he squeezed at your waist desperately, your pretty moans ringing through his ears making his bulge tighten and strain against the buckle of his belt.

he trailed his tongue back up to your neck and groped the fat of your ass with his hands, subconsciously rutting into your covered lips as he whined and groaned over the warmth of your pussy.

“i— i’m gonna cum in my pants if we keep going.” he puffed out, tone constricted as he looked at you with feral half lidded eyes.

you nodded quickly. “but i want you to, yu. inside me.”

yuta’s eyes blew wide open as he shook his head, and you felt the way his hands trembled while he gripped your hips.

“we— we can’t baby,” panting, he unwillingly pulled his bulge slightly apart from your warmth and looked at you sincerely. “i can’t do that to you—“

“do what?” you asked softly, tilting your head to the side. “make love to me?”

“no— well, yes?” he dropped his forehead to rest on your shoulder and placed his hands at the edge of the counter to support his weight, groaning.

“i don’t want you to think i’m taking advantage of you or— or not respecting you and i want you to know how serious i’m taking this relationship and—”

you cupped his cheeks and made him look at you, your voice sweet and soft. “who said that? i don’t think that at all yu, and i know you’re serious about us.. i wouldn’t be sitting on this counter with my tits out if you weren’t.”

yuta laughed as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“you don’t wanna fuck me?” you whispered lewdly.

“trust me i do—”

“you don’t wanna see what kind of panties i have on under?” you pressed an open mouthed kiss to his neck. “you don’t want to maybe guess the color of my underwear?”

“oh i don’t have to guess baby,” he shook his head and grinned. “i know.”

yuta buried his face in your hair and inhaled, “has this been your plan all along pretty? to be a little slut for me and show off what you got going on down there?” he snapped his bulge back on your pussy so roughly that you jolted up by the sheer force. “to get me to fuck you? hm?”

you didn’t respond, you couldn’t respond by the way he was running and groping his hands deliciously all over your body as he spoke nasty to you. all you could do was moan stupidly.

“lucky for you, i’m just as guilty.”

he pulled your straps back over your shoulders then while sliding you off the counter, tugging the hem of your dress down over your ass before opening the door and leading you by the hand outside.

yuta ran through the halls opening and closing doors again, the both of you laughing when you would find other people fucking or making out, until he finally found an open vacant room with a bed and slammed the door closed, locking it.

his lips smashed against yours without another moment wasted, you unzipping and pulling your dress up and over yourself as he yanked his shirt off and threw it fuck knows where.

pushing you down gently on the bed, yuta took a step back to admire your perfect perfect body, the way your tits bounced with every movement you made, and the way that god forsaken lacy black underwear made you look as he just stood there and stared.

you cowered a little under his gaze, legs closing and arms crossing over your chest. “what?”

he shook his head. “i love you… so much.”

you smiled bright then, pearly whites on display as you watched him reach down and fumble with his belt frantically, sliding it off and pushing his pants down before kicking them away and hovering over you until you were both entirely bare.

yuta pressed honeyed wet kisses all the way down your body and in between your legs, shoving his face to your clothed pussy and inhaling your sweet scent, moaning as he did so.

he was so freakishly hard as he licked a long stripe up, the fabric rough and wet under his tongue as you squirmed and whined, impatient and bratty.

“you taste so sweet, baby.” he groaned, pulling your panties to the side and spitting on your clit, his index finger running delicately and slowly over your meaty slimy folds.

“fuck—” you panted, carding your fingers through his hair. “more please—”

“more?” he hummed, watching at the way you shook and shivered with his every touch as he slobbered all over your pussy like a man starved.

it was so filthy, squelching and sloshes of his mean mouth bullying your clit as your fingers flew to grip the sheets beneath you.

“eek!” you squealed, your thighs closing tight around his head as he ate, his hands coming up to force them apart.

“let me eat.”

yuta gripped the fat of your plushy thighs as his sloppy tongue moved across your lips and pussy, coaxing your syrupy cunt to pulse and jump with each lick, a knot forming at the pit of your tummy.

“i— yu, i can’t—” you tried to run away from his mouth. “i’m gonna cum—”

but he only grabbed your hips and brought you back down roughly, his rolling tongue lapping up your juices before your entire body shook with erotic ecstasy, your thighs clamping shut as you squealed and creamed on his tongue.

“fuuuucckkk,” he dragged out, coming back up and sliding your absolutely drenched and ruined panties down your shaking legs, his mouth coated and shiny and covered in you.

yuta pumped his cock a few times, and that’s when you noticed just how big he was, packing a meaty punch that had your mouth watering and desperate.

you spread your legs again as he climbed over you, sliding his dick in between your messy sticky folds before lining his fat tip against your hole.

god, yuta’s body and dick were on fucking fire, his tip slowly nudging and slightly stretching you, a pathetic whine leaving his lips at the feeling of your perfect pussy that was entirely his to fuck, a dream he’s had and yearned over for what feels like an eternity.

“m’gonna put it in,” he choked, licking his lips as he tightly gripped your waist.

you eagerly nodded, spreading your legs even wider. “please, i want you to fill me up, yu.”

and with that, yuta slowly and deliciously stretched your little cunt open, his swollen dick pushing past your tight squeezing gummy walls until he bottomed out.

“f—fuck,” he swallowed thickly. “you gotta loosen up baby you’re milking me—”

your hands gripped at his arms for support as yuta gently pumped his cock, your pussy sucking him up like a yummy lollipop and trapping him inside. “i can’t yu…” you shook your head. “you’re too big—”

his glassy eyes darkened over at your words, and he picked up a brutal pace almost instantly.

“is this— hah— what you wanted?” he reached out and pinched your rosy cheek meanly, pounding into your puffy walls as you cried dumbly. “to fuck you dumb on my dick after teasing me like that downstairs? huh?”

your eyes squeezed shut, loud pornographic moans tumbling out of your throat as he fucked you like he hated you, your tits bouncing with every hit.

a series of pat pat pat’s bounced all over the walls as yuta buried his face into your neck, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as he shoved his dick inside of you over and over and over again.

“i can— hah— barely move you’re sucking me, baby.” yuta hiccuped, his eyes welling with feral tears.

it felt good, way too good and he could hardly handle it, his heart racing against his chest as he watched you make slutty faces that only fueled his erotic agony.

he fucked you full into the mattress, setting an animalistic pace as the headboard hit against the wall repeatedly.

“s—slow down, yu!” you whined, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the way his tip hit your cervix without mercy, you on the verge of cumming and creaming all over his dick.

“no—” he shook his head and looked at you, your sweaty hot bodies sticking together. “m’sorry pretty i c—can’t—”

yuta hiccuped and whined and cried at the way your greedy pussy was milking him for all of his worth, his abs tensing at the familiar feeling of his release. the amount of times yuta fisted his cock to the thought of you like a pervert, just like this, spread out and pretty, didn’t even come close or compare to the real thing laying in front of him right now.

“m’gonna pull out, okay?” he muttered. “gonna cum—“

“nuh uh!” you whined, wrapping your thighs tightly around his waist to keep him inside, your arms clutching his brooding shoulders. “i want you to dump it inside of me.”

“i— inside?!” he swallowed.

you nodded and smiled sweetly at him through your fucked out expression and puffy pouty lips, a sight he never ever wanted to forget in his life and keep the privilege of looking at every day, just for him.

yuta groaned again and shoved his face back into your neck, squishing your tits in his hands and holding on to them for dear life as you milked his cock, slamming his hips up to meet yours and you whimpering at how deliciously rough he was.

“mm— fuck!” you squealed as you felt yuta’s hot ropey cum shoot up your walls, bucket loads of it filling you to the brim as you felt your own orgasm wash over you, his hand pressing down against your lower tummy as he hiccuped against your neck.

you both grabbed on to each other as you tried to come down from your highs, your skin sticky and hot as his steamy breath fanned over your ear shakily, the booming of music downstairs shaking the walls a little and the sounds of footsteps walking down the halls filling your ears.

yuta gently peeled himself from you and slowly, delicately— pulled his dick out, his pupils dilating at the sight of his milky cum oozing out of you sluggishly.

his dizzy eyes flickered over to your dazed and tired face, smiling softly. “are you okay baby?”

you closed your eyes as he leaned down and brushed some of your hair away from your eyes, laughing a little. “yeah.”

“wait here—” he whispered before getting off the bed and walking over to what he assumed was the bathroom, retrieving a random towel.

coming back over, he tenderly spread your legs and cleaned you up, rubbing soothing circles into your ankles with his thumbs as he did so before plopping back down on the bed next to you, pulling you softly into his arms.

that was the first time you both had sex together, and as the fact registered into your head, you buried your face into his bare chest shyly.

“hm?” yuta looked down at you. “what, baby?”

“you’ve seen me naked now,” you muttered, voice faintly muffled.

he giggled lowly. “you’ve seen me naked now too.”

“your dick is big,” you leaned back a bit. “i can’t believe you’ve been keeping that thing hostage from me.”

yuta choked at your blunt statement and shook his head. “i’ve always wanted this baby, believe me.” he kissed your forehead and nuzzled his face into your neck. “i just didn’t want to disrespect you pretty so i just didn’t know if you wanted it like i did.”

“but i do—”

he laughed again, “i know you do, now i do.”

you smiled sheepishly as yuta caressed your back with his fingertips lovingly, feeling like he was at the gates of heaven with you in his arms after having shared something so intimate like that for the first time, something he only lived in his sleepy dreams prior to this moment.

“i love you, yu.” you mumbled against his chest, and his heart absolutely melted as he captured your lips in a sweet sweet kiss.

oh how he loved you, and the sight of your gorgeous naked body next to him, your breathtaking unreal face looking at him and only him with those eyes—

was something he wouldn’t trade for the world.

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