#THAT is the energy you need to bring to skirts over pants you can't just be manufacturing it straight up

[atlasblue85]

no offense but when i was wearing skirts over pants to go be a menace at the mall in middle school in 2005 it wasn't some neat little pre approved matched set like we were out here looking insane authentically if you're gonna bring this trend back you gotta let the kids get there on their own

[yumiblogs]

Ok my Request 😏

Main Plot . Changbin comes home to reader after stress at work (idol/non idol whichever you prefer) he wants to sleep but reader won’t let him,maybe Changbin says something like use my thigh or just use me then but slowly he gets turned on and DIVES in

Changbin x fem reader

Thigh riding obviously,hickeys,oral f/m receiving,Dom Changbin (when he’s turned on),dry humping,neck/ear licking,biting,cockwarming,

Dont have to use all above just some suggestions would love the first one tho again obviously cause I’m dark and weird

PS I enjoy reading you material thanks for writing what you write 🖤

Giving Into Pleasure // Stray Kids Changbin

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Warnings: Unprotected Sex, Cockwarming, Thigh Riding, Nipple play, Biting, Rough sex, Licking, dry humoing… (if there’s some I missed please let me know)

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It was a long day for Changbin, exhausted from all the rehearsals, lessons, and preparations for their upcoming album. All he wanted to do was crawl into bed and forget about the stress of the day the moment he gets home.

"Changbin, I... I've been waiting for you," whispered Y/N, her voice laced with desire. Changbin could see it in her eyes.

"Y/N, what's going on? I thought we agreed to take it slow tonight," Changbin said, trying to keep his tone soft yet firm. Y/N looked down, her cheeks flushed with a rosy glow. "I... I'm sorry, Changbin. I just couldn't help myself. I've been so turned on all day, thinking about you. I need you right now," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Changbin sighed, feeling both sympathy and arousal for Y/N. But tonight, he was just too tired to engage in a full-blown session. "y/n, I understand how you feel, but I'm really exhausted. Maybe we can just cuddle tonight, and I promise we'll have proper sex tomorrow," Changbin suggested, hoping she’d cave in.

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes pleading. "Changbin, please. I can't help it. I just need you inside me, I need something.” she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. Changbin hesitated, torn between his fatigue and Y/N's unquenchable thirst for pleasure. As much as he wanted to deny her request, he couldn't bring himself to do so.

"I guess... maybe you could just use my thigh," Changbin conceded, giving in to her needy state. "But I don't have the energy to do more." Y/n’s eyes twinkled with excitement. They headed to the couch then she climbed onto Changbin's lap, straddling him, her skirt riding up to reveal her smooth, toned thighs. As y/n began to move her hips gently, grinding on top of Changbin's thigh, he couldn't help but slightly moan in pleasure. The sensation of her body against his was really waking him up, it pained him not be able to have the energy he usually had when they were intimate or he’ll defiantly pin her down in a matter of seconds and ruin her.

Y/n’s hands roamed over Changbin's chest as she continued to rock her hips forward and backwards. Changbin's eyes were closed, his head thrown back in ecstasy. But as Y/N continued to grind against him, he couldn't help but reach down, his hand cupping her ass and pulling her closer.

"Oh, Changbin," y/n murmured, her eyes locked onto his. "You're so naughty…" Changbin didn't respond, lost in the sensation of Y/N's body against his. His hands began to explore her curves, squeezing her ass and pulling her even closer. Y/n let out a moan, her hips moving faster as she rode Changbin's thigh. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered dirty words that sent shivers down his spine.

Changbin groaned, his hands gripping Y/N's hips tightly. "Fuck, Y/N," he groaned under his breath, Y/n’s arousal dripping over Changbins thick thigh, she kept grinding, holding onto his shoulders. As the tension between them continued to build, Changbin couldn't help but feel his cock growing, now straining against his pants, begging for release.

Y/N noticed the growing bulge, her eyes widening with desire. "Mmm, someone's getting excited," she whispered onto Changbins ear, her hands moving to Changbin's belt buckle. Changbin's eyes fluttered open, meeting Y/N's gaze. "Don't," he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't have the energy…"

But Y/N wasn't one to back down. She undid Changbin's belt, her fingers deftly unzipping his pants and pulling them down just enough to release his throbbing cock. Changbin gasped, his hands instinctively reaching for Y/N's hips as she lifted herself swinging her leg that was between Changbins legs and positioned herself to be on top of him, both her legs on each side of his hips as she rested her arms on his shoulders.

She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his shaft as she began to stroke him gently. His cock between the two. "Oh, Y/N. That feels so good," Changbin moaned, his eyes closing as he surrendered to her touch.

Y/n grinned, her eyes never leaving his cock. "I know, Changbin. I can tell how much you love this. How much you love me touching you like this," she said, her hand moving faster as she increased the pressure. Changbin groaned, his hips thrusting involuntarily into her hand. "y/n, you're driving me crazy. I can't take much more of this," he panted, his voice filled with desire.

“Changbin…” y/n said, almost as a whisper. "Alright, y/n we can try cockwarming but nothing more” Changbin looked at y/n, nodding slowly. "Are you sure, baby?" y/n asked, her voice filled with desire. "I can stop if you want." She continued. “It’s okay…” Changbin pecked y/n’s lips and nodded again. Her hand still stroking his cock.

Changbin groaned, his body trembling with desire. "y/n, i know how much longer I can hold back," he panted, his voice filled with need. Y/n grinned, her eyes never leaving his cock. "That's the idea, Changbin. Now, let's do this," she said, her hand guiding his cock towards her soaking wet pussy as she lifted herself just enough.

As Changbin's cock brushed against her wet folds, y/n let out a soft moan, her hips bucking involuntarily. "Changbin. I need you inside me.” she said as she began to slide down into Changbins thick cock. Y/n cried out in pleasure, her body writhing as Changbin filled her completely. Changbin watched her every move and expression, his hands gripping her hips as he held her in place, slowly giving in into the pleasure, not being able to resist.

"Oh, Changbin," Y/N whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "You feel so good inside me." Changbin watched y/n’s expressions as she clenched around his cock. “Fuck it” Changbin then held y/n in place as he thrusted into her with urgency. The room was filled with the sound of their gasps and moans, the tension between them reaching another level.

Changbin's cock throbbed at her moans as y/n gasped and threw her head back in pleasure. Changbin held y/n tight, his hands gripping her hips as he began to thrust into her, each movement deepening the connection between them. Y/n's moans grew louder with each thrust, her nails digging into Changbin's shoulders as she rode the waves of pleasure. "Faster," Y/N pleaded, her hips rocking in perfect rhythm with Changbin's. "Harder, yes, just like that." Changbin obliged, his cock sliding in and out of y/n's tight pussy with ease. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with y/n's soft moans and Changbin's deep grunts of pleasure.

Y/N's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Changbin leaned in, capturing one of y/n's erect nipples between his lips, teasing it with his tongue, slowly biting it as Y/N continued to ride him. "Uhh, yes…" y/n cried, her voice hoarse with desire. "Just like that, harder, fuck me h-harder…"

Changbin groaned in response, his hips thrusting against y/n hips, his cock buried deep inside her. Her pussy clenched around him, her orgasm building up. "I-Im so close Bin…" y/n panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Bin, I'm going to cum-", Changbin's gripped on y/ns hips as he help her in place fucking into her faster. Her pussy tightened around his cock, "Fuck, Y/N," he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "I'm going to cum inside you and you’re gonna like it” Changbin said. Y/n's eyes widened with pleasure, her body trembling as she neared her climax. "Cum for me, baby," she panted, her voice filled with desire. "Cum inside me."

Changbin's eyes rolled back in pleasure, his body tensing as he reached the point of no return. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside y/n and let out a deep groan as he released his load inside her. Y/n collapsed onto Changbin's chest, her body spent from the intense pleasure. They lay there, their hearts pounding in unison as they caught their breath.

"Thanks for helping me relax, y/n," he whispered, his voice filled with affection. Y/n snuggled closer, her eyes fluttering closed as she whispered back, "Anytime, baby. That's what I'm here for."

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Hai! Okay look… I’m sorry I left this in the drafts for so long 😭 ANYWAYS I’m back and for real this time (don’t take my word for it lol) I’ll write the requests that I have to make up for it okay? THANK YOU for being SUPER patient with me 😅🫶🏼

Any tips or recommendations will be appreciated, shoot me a dm or a request! (Read my pinned post at the bottom of the Masterlist 😊)

[spikesbimbo]

Soft sex pt.1   pt.2

-MSBY

Tags: cuddle fucking,cockwarming, morning sex, big dick!meian, bath sex, makeup sex, praise kink, hurt/comfort, pussy job

a/n: vanilla is not something to be ashamed of, its way more common than you think, you don't need to be doing kamasutra every night to keep the spark. none of that daddy shit in this. Srry : /

i also don't proofread, i h8 reading works right after i finish them, so let me know if anything's wrong.

NO KINKY FREAKY ASS SHIT 

**ONLY SOFT SEX BEYOND THIS POINT**

18+ Minors DNI

-Hinata

….Morning... sex. mmhmm

He could usually control his morning wood

But after being gone for so many days, finally coming home to see you, it was impossible

You woke up after you heard a few groans, feeling him rut into your back, turning over to see his face flushed and cheeks red, whether it be from getting caught or his activities 

So you decide to help him as a good s/o should

But you're also tired… 

So you just pull your pants off and tell him to go at it, not too rough because you had to work in the afternoon.

-

“Baby, you okay?” you faintly asked, turning around, eyes trying to open after hearing him make some noises. You hated when people disturbed your sleep, which you oh so loved, but your boyfriend was an exception, sometimes.

But what you didn't expect when you opened your eyes was catching him, red faced, with his hand in his boxers trying to make it stop. Looking like he was in a lot of pain, so your quick mind got on it, not wanting to see his face in any more discomfort.

“Here” you said, shuffling your back into him while pulling down your panties, setting your ass on his bulge, grinding a little to get him to hurry up. Knowing this was the only way you could take care of him.

“You sure?” he asked already putting his cock into you being needy as ever, which indeed you thought was cute in way but him stretching you out made you respond by pushing yourself even more against him, bottoming out which both of you let out some moans and curses, softly saying them as he wrapped his arms around your torso, giving you a minute before he started moving.

“S-shoyo”  you quietly gasped, holding onto the pillow as he pushed himself into you trying to close your eyes and relax, slowly but restlessly, getting deeper in you with every thrust. Leaning back into him his arm now moving around your chest, angling himself to where it felt good. 

His thrusts felt agonizingly slow, teasing almost, as he shoved his face into your shoulder, groaning how good you felt. “fuck, baby m’gonna cum.” he whined out. The pressure in his hips getting stronger with you clenching around him.

‘s’okay, hurry up and cum baby” you cooed, feeling him grow in you, wanting him to feel good, moving your hips back to catch his. “fuck-k” he finished, the warmness spreading into you, some dripping out onto your legs, slipping on the bed.

“You good now?” you giggled after some time, him finally sporting a smile instead of a frown. “thank you...” he shyly muttered out, turning you around to face him, wanting to see your pretty face.

“Can u wake me up at 3?” you asked, giving yourself another hour to get clean. Already being put back because you had to come in earlier today.

“Yeah cutie.” he said, putting it on his phone, you too worn out to do anything but stay still, now facing him while he snuggled into your chest, his head right under yours, finally getting the rest you deserved.

-Atsumu

You were a sensitive little thing, loving how rough and needy he got with you.

But sometimes you needed a break, it hurting too much leaving you sore.

But you're also a fiend for him okay?

who wouldn't be?

Jumping on him every hour of the day.

So you go and straight up, atleast try to, tell him that you want him to be easier with you.

But you were also embarrassed of it, being so needy for him, also not wanting his ego to get any higher than it was,  due to you basically you telling him you needed him everyday.

And he's like ok!! on it (¬‿¬)

-

“What wrong pretty girl, hmmm?” he asked, pulling your waist closer to him, dragging his hand on your upper thigh, fingers finding the outline of you panties under that skirt you were wearing. Him wondering why you looked so distraught just walking up to him.

“Tsumie” you said ignoring his question, bringing up your own, trying your best to get it out only for it to get caught in your throat.

“Hmm?” he responded turning all his attention on you, his gaze making you even more nervous.

“I- um... was just wondering if you could- ya know....bealittlemoregentlenexttime?” you said, muttering the last part out, hoping he understood and wouldn't inquire any further. 

He paused for a minute, taking in what you just said, glad that you were comfortable enough to express your thoughts around him, pulling you closer until his face was to your chest, looking up at you with his eyes glistening due to the reflection of the lamp in them. “Right now princess?” he smirked much softer than he usually did.

“Here baby. You're gonna come with me, and i'm gonna take good care of you...real good care of you.” he said, playful traces underlying his words, getting up from his chair while picking you up with him, hands under your thighs already causing a problem. Yes you loved dom, rough atsumu but when he was sweet and gentle, that was a whole nother story, as you could prove right now.

He gently laid you on the bed, taking all your clothes off, kissing all over you until you were wet enough, before attempting to “test” you with his fingers. To which you whined in protest, wanting him in you right now, wanting to feel his warmth inside and out of you.

He positioned himself on top of you, listening to whatever you wanted, fully settling himself inside after sometime, giving you time to adjust to him. He started moving his hips back and forth, his view of you beneath him being picture perfect, as you could say them the same before leaning down into you, muttering words of praise and affection in your ears. The only sound you responded with was moans and cries, but the look in your eyes, the look of want and need, the baseline for love, told him what he wanted to hear, but it wasn't enough.

“Thank you for putting up with me, you know i love you, huh? tell me baby.” he said not rushing you wanting you to feel at ease with him “Tell me you know i love you” he finished, desperate undertones in his words, looking at you with those big sweet eyes.

“I-i know you... love- me.” you choked out, his soft thrusts still hitting you deep, knocking on your cervix, but it felt so good; being in eachothers arms,  hitting all the right spots, his breath in your face entangling with yours, feeling more connected than ever. Before you knew it the two of you had finished more than once, now resting in eachothers arms, a 

“You feel good baby? He asked, an airy smile plastered on his face, you trying to do the same moving closer to him so he could hear you, arms still wrapped around each other.

“yeah.”

 -Kiyoomi

You loved him so much, even when he was a meanie

And he did the same, internally grateful that he was lucky enough to get someone as sweet as you.

Which is why he was making up for the argument he started earlier today.

Not meaning anything he said, just stressed and taking it out on you : ( not knowing how to apologize with words.

So he does what he knows you love, but you never ask him bc you don't want to bother him. 

You loved him touching you and vice versa, but you respected his wishes and only did it when you two were alone, even holding back in private too, not wanting to bother him.

So he gives you want you want, a physical form of an apology, another way to express his feelings. 

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“shh..” he tenderly mumbled into your ear, the one he’d been kissing on for the past few minutes, the sloppiness of it that you loved. Your chest to his back, being completely nude with your legs spread open, one of his hands pinching your nipple while grabbing the rest of the flesh around it.

The sweat and tears adoring your face, masked in pleasure, trying your best to look up at him only to receive a kiss on the head.  

“Yoomi~”  you sofly cried, clinging on your hands back onto the fabric of his shirt, the one that he got back from his press conference in, the one that he came back in a bad mood, immediately taking it out on you.

His thumb played with your clit, two of his long fingers sliding in as well, leaving you more of a mess then you were already in, his voice accompanied, encouraging you to. He curled his fingers into you, not roughly but hard enough to make you feel it. Your other hand shakily grabbing onto the arm he was blessing you with.

You were such a sweetheart for him, an angel he thought. As soon as you walked in the room he could swear he saw a halo around your head, looking at you long enough to where he could bask in your beauty, but short enough to where you couldn't tell.

Sometimes he felt like he didn't deserve you, being such a bad boyfriend that can't attend to your “needs”, feeling like a dead weight on you. But the way you followed him around like a lost puppy, expressing your love for him in ways you knew he would like reassured him that you were the one.

“-omi” you moaned, legs now shaking, holding them in place with his arm, his fingers working faster while his hand was still cupping your breast squeezing it every once in a while.

“Come for me love.” he warmly mumbled into your ear, taking a break from kissing down your neck, his marks accompanying the glistening of your skin, being the prettiest sight in his eyes. You freezed up in his arms, finally letting go of his shirt, your head rolling back as far as it could. You ultimately getting the both of you dirty, your cum being now a puddle beneath you two, not having the energy to fret about it.

He lets you rest in his arms after your high, lightly resting his head on top of yours, giving it another kiss, gently holding you leaning into you before whispering a faint “Im sorry.”

-Bokuto

This is regular occurrence for you two

Yes, he fucks the shit out of you, but lovingly < 3

You two always express your love for each other through touch, being intimate leaves to you in a daze.

But after he wins a game and sees you in the crowd so excited, a big smile appears on his face, feeling grateful to have you in his life.

He shows you how much he appreciates you

-

“i love you....so much” he said, dragging your clothes off, eyes following you like a needy puppy, his shirt hanging on by one of his arms still in it, the rest of him naked. 

You could only giggle in response, taking off the bra yourself, seeing that he was trying his hardest too, not wanting to take any longer. “Ko, baby what about you?” you said referring to his state letting out another laugh. His hair even more messed up from taking off his hoodie faster than  you've ever seen, looking like a little kid trying to dress themselves.

“baby.” you murmur, your hands landing on the sides of his face, into your space, trying to bring him back to reality for a second. “I'm always gonna be here, always... so you can take your time” you finished, seeing he finally took your suggestion as he stood up.

He took off his shirt, now being fully naked for your eyes to admire. But before you could let your hands touch his chest he grabbed them, softly pulling you into his lap, wrapping his big arms around you while letting his head rest on your shoulder.

You got the hint and relaxed as he lined himself up with you, moving his head so that he could see before pushing himself inside trying to hold back his eagerness. “feel good?” he asked thrusting in you a little, the blush covering his cheeks as he held your body closer. 

“yeah...feels so good.” you faintly whined out. “...only you could make me feel this way” 

His big frame melted into yours as he started moving, your words being music to his ears, his slow strokes making you feel his need. You leaned your head on his shoulder too, slightly moving your hips with his, wanting to feel him even deeper.

His hands moved to your ass and the top of your back, gripping them firmly against his soft movements, letting out moans as he felt you clench around him, the soft flesh being the only thing  keeping him grounded. 

“F-fuck baby” he started before you cut him off with a “shh, you can cum.” trying your best to seem stable with the way he was fucking you, bouncing on him, hitting those seep spots over and over.

You felt him release, the wetness dripping down your thighs falling onto his, hearing a few curses and moans along with it, giving you puppy dogs eyes asking if you'd let him fuck you again, and of course you couldn't say no.

He kept you in this position for the rest of the night so he could hear all the words of affection, the praise you said he deserved, moaned into his ear. The scratch marks and bruises being the only physical trace left, reminding him of the love you two shared.

“You did great bo.” you said with a smile, sitting in his lap, eyes fluttering as you feel asleep along with him. His grip on you was still tight, kissing you on the forehead, his way of letting you know how much he loved you.

-Meian

Date night yayyyy

Anyways, he’s admiring how beautiful you are, thanking the gods for giving you to him

And he wants to show you how much he worships the ground you walk on, taking it nice and slow, as usual, but this time it would stay like that.

Even if he tries to be gentle with you its still gonna hurt for a min.

Poor baby :’ (

But its okay cause he’ll dote on you and coo in your ear of how good of a girl you are for taking him. :  )

-

“Please, meian.'' you whined, grabbing onto his chest, sweaty skin linking you two together, thighs connected to his hips. Rubbing your bare self on his length, the lace panties you had on being long gone, tossed somewhere on the floor.

He couldn't keep his eyes off of you the whole night, the outfit you had on hugging you just right, the skin peeking out every so often, his hands wondering all over you to your obvious enjoyment; and on the ride home he couldn't keep his eyes off your lips. The gloss shining bright in the streetlights, your natural pout shaping your pretty little face, so innocent, reminding him of all the times you weren't.

“shhh... its okay, I got you angel. We can take it slow, okay?” he said already reading your mind, knowing how his pretty girl thinks, holding your weight making sure you didn't slide down him too fast.

He let you do whatever you wanted to your heart's content, it was always about you, he'd always go along with what you wanted, never doing anything you didn't. You wanting to ride him out of the blue, wanting to take it at your pace. He was more than happy to provide, you usually letting him do whatever he wanted to you, its only right that he returned the favor.

“You good doll?” he groaned, only the tip being in you right now, trying to accommodate his size, even though you were wet from him jumping on you the minute you walked through the door. His hungry eyes not leaving you once, picking you up while shoving his lips on your soft ones, hands raking through your clothes, his hands pulling them off till you only had your panties on.

“Ease up baby, look... “ he stated, his grip on your hips with his big warm hands making you melt into his touch, distracting you from your end goal. “m’sorry... im trying to go faster” you let out, a few tears following while you froze in place. Your mind racing with the thoughts of this not feeling good for him, only you, instant regret flooding your train of thought.

“No, no, no angel,” he started worriedly, wanting to take care of you as he should, leaning up against the bed frame now being face to face with you. “its all about you okay? don't worry doll it feels good for me too, I'm not as impatient as i seem” he said, a slight laugh accompanying him trying to lighten the mood.

“here, lemme move all the way inside you, then you can do whatever you want alright.” he somewhat asked. You nodded, holding onto his shoulders as his hands and hips moved, slowly filling you up, now trembling in his grasp. The stretch making you whine, feeling his balls against your ass, already rutting into him letting out a few moans while he leaned back, thinking you were the most precious thing he's ever seen, a slight smirk now on his face.

“Alright angel, im all yours now.”

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[postmodernbeing]

Shingeki no Kyojin Headcanons: Marley Warriors (College AU)

Hello, Postmodernbeing here. Finally, my last part of the Outfits/Moodboard HCs is finished. This time I made them for Zeke, Pieck and Porco (you can find Reiner, Annie and Bertie here) Anyways, make sure to check my Masterlist for previous HCs. Hope you enjoy!

IMPORTANT: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, most of my content is Minor Friendly but this one does not, sorry guys. See you next time // I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin nor the trend of this outfits-displays, only this HCs belong to me. // Do not repost this. // English is not my first language, so I ask for your patience and understanding.

Zeke Yeager

Now, I have a confession. Since I read @whats-her-quirk 's Sometimes Will Come Around and @titan-fodder 's Deflowered, I couldn’t shake the thought that Zeke’s a grunge mess. I bet he’s an early 90s baby and grew up with Kurt Cobain as his role model. It just makes sense to me, so all credit goes to them.

With that being said, if you ever believed Zeke knew how to match colors or even iron a shirt, I'm sorry to inform you: that's far from truth. Don't @ me. Monke boy don't know how to dress for shit.

He got stuck in the MTV grunge scene, the dirty cardigans, t-shirts from bands, jeans and converse so ripped and wasted, and of course, flannel shirts. Owns a single blazer and dress pants for when it’s needed (since his college grad actually). More than that, it’s just  impossible to ask him to wear formal.

He also keeps an old plastic box to put all his bracelets and his piercings. No worries, he cleans them constantly although rarely wears them.

Pieck Finger

Don’t get me wrong on this one, I do beg for your forgiveness, but I really need to get it off from my chest: Pieck smokes weed. She just does. When cooking, while reading, during stressing mornings or the most pleasing nights. She just keeps close a blunt in case it’s needed.

She’s the queen of quartz, energy stones, esoterism and alternative medicine, even though no one can tell if she learned about those things ironically or as a completely serious matter. Oh, and tarot. No one complains about this one though, cause it’s actually a fun thing to do at parties. Also, carries everywhere her tote bag with the most interesting stuff, from unique books to antique artifacts like her stones, small kaleidoscopes, or glasses for three eyes.

Pieck hates ironing her clothes but loves fabrics that need to be ironed like cotton and linen since they’re so fresh and easy to paint with natural pigments. And when she’s feeling creative, she dares to embroider flowers and patterns over dresses and shirts or the bottom of her skirts.

Speaking of embroidery, a few of her shoes and jackets, are too, beautiful artworks that enhance her monochromatic outfits where collars and bracelets hang from her skin and cloth. It’s just such a pleasure observe her enriched style and simplicity. Love her dearly, want her as a friend and wardrobe consultant.

Porco Galliard

Okay but hear me out, Porco believes religiously in combat boots and bomber jacket's supremacy. Can't get enough of them. Actually, his outfits generally consist in joggers, boots, some simple t-shirt and a jacket.  Neatness is the word Porco would use to define his style as he rejects complicated compositions for something as simple as the necessity to cover one’s body.

Simple man with simple pleasures, his clothing looks all the same and rarely buys anything that's not military green, pitch black, white/grey, or brownish reds. For warmer days he just wears cotton shorts and a tank top -only if formality is not required- as he despises elegant garments, he would feel all uncomfortable and limited in movement.

Which brings us to the final point: Porco keeps a hygiene routine quite complex and exercises regularly, but unlike Reiner, his gym clothes don’t mean a huge part of his wardrobe (or personality) lol.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

[sugarxlumps]

Can't Help It

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Hey guys! Oml I promise, I'll do other characters after this :') I just couldn't help myself, Gojo Satoru has my heart

Note: Image is not mine, Gojo as a character also isn't my own :)

WARNINGS: degredation, choking, mating press, hot smut ;)

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He was too much; Gojo Satoru. He knew too much. Too much of how to get a rise out of you, leaving you flustered and stammering, and you knew this. The moment he got too close to getting you melt at his touch, his long teasing fingers brushing against your thigh, the way he slid his hand at the small of your back to make his way through, even when there was all the space in the world. As he moved past, you could barely make out that he said "Excuse me, miss", his warm breath hitting your ear as he grazed by you, causing you to shiver visibly and your breath hitch. Your head whipped around to follow his steps as he walked away from you. He used any excuse to lay his hands on you. Which is exactly why you avoided him like the plague.

Only when it was absolutely necessary did you ever interact with him, attempting to avoid his dangerously sweet touches that wreaked havoc on your body as it was. You could only imagine how euphoric his hands would feel on the rest of your body, especially to your neglected cunt that’s been craving attention… his attention specifically. You've tried to extinguish the fire in your body that craves his cock at night yourself, but it just isn't the same.

But of course Gojo knew this; making his way back home from missions and he hears you with your windows open. But your avoidance of him definitely doesn't go unnoticed either. You train 1:1 with Nanami twice a week; not being a direct student of his own, it's surprising he commits that much time to you along with the other things he's got going on. Training days are the days that Gojo grumbles about as he could think of a much better use of that time "Damn, I could be making her scream right now” He finds himself murmuring aloud. But with the strings he's pulled on Nanami, you won't be able to avoid him any longer and he'll have you all to himself.

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"What? That doesn't even make any sense, why would they do that?" You questioned Nanami in annoyance, clear to hear through the speaker of his phone.

"I'm the wrong person to be asking that, y/n. I'm in no mood to debate this. I won't be coming back until next week, so just take the week off." Nanami huffed, his tone almost apologetic; he knew how dedicated you were to training.

You sighed in annoyance. "No. You know I can't do that."

"Okay, then ask Gojo."

You froze, a silence coming over the line. "Y/n?"

"No. I can't do that either." You clenched you teeth. Damn, did you really have to? Of course, he just had to be the only teacher left.

"Then I don't know what to tell you, y/n. It's either him, or take the week off" And with that, Nanami fared you goodbye through the speaker and hung up.

Well damn, this is the true test of dedication huh? Well just no fun and games then you thought to yourself. You gotta get to work. You commit reluctantly, your body already tensing up.

After hesitating, I finally dial Gojo and a few rings go by until you hear his familiar voice.

"Hey there pretty. Now to what do I owe the pleasure?" Gojo teases. You gulp at the nickname, but roll your eyes as if to convince yourself.

"Look, just calling to see if you can train with me this week. Usual times I do with Nanami. Yes or no?" You ask plainly.

Gojo chuckles over the speaker, his husky voice sending shivers to your spine. "Jeez, so cut and dry huh? I might do with some manners, y/n" He remarks playfully, his plans already falling into place. He knows you'd try to be acting like the straightest arrow with him, but he knows just how to make you crumble.

You huff before speaking again. "Can you train with me this week… please" You ask hesitantly.

"There, see? Not too bad, right?" You can hear the smirk in his voice, imagining that damned wicked smirk of his that could make your breath hitch.

"8:30 tonight, my place"

"Y-you're place?" You stutter a bit, not expecting him to offer his place. "Why not the studio?"

"Don't worry, I've got one at my place. You forget who I am, doll." He purrs the nickname, making you part your mouth and a small flame ignite in your core. "I'm the greatest sorcerer after all; work hard play hard all from the comfort of my own home."

You think it over. I mean I guess it'd be closer to home than training on campus, a plus since training gets excruciating to walk home from.

"Okay, fine. I'll be there" You huff. You hang up and sigh once more. This should be interesting.

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You wince in pain, as your body thuds to the floor from where Gojo had knocked you back. You're quick to get up, holding the side of your waist.

"You've got quite the fire there, sweetness" He smirks, shifting his glasses down to wink at you. He's been shooting flirty remarks all through session, only 30 minutes having passed with you two sparring and it's getting you irritated. But only at the fact that he knows just what to say to get you all riled up with heat rising to your cheeks.

You lunge at him again, but he grabs your arm to pull your body in and spinning you around to face him. He's pinned one hand behind your back and holding your other by your wrist, pinning it to his chest. "You're getting ahead of yourself, y/n. You're becoming a little predictable. Loosen up a bit, hm sweetie?" He breathes on your lips, grazing too dangerously close to them as wetness begins to drip from your cunt.

You try to compose yourself, and annoyance overcomes you once again. You elbow him and swing at him again, this time imbuing cursed energy into your fist as it burns black, preparing for a black flash.

He swiftly catches your fist in his, the power of the contact between your swing and his hand causing the wall behind him to cave into a dent. He grips your wrists and turns your back to him as he pulls you up against his chest, your head hitting his shoulder.

You grunt in pain at the contact.

"Gotta admit that burned a little, princess" He growled into your ear, only sending more of your slick gushing to your pussy and threatening to leak through your panties and onto your thighs. "I might have to punish you for that one."

"Gojo, please." Your voice cracks. You weren't even sure of what you were pleading for; for him to continue? For him to stop? You couldn't help yourself any longer, and it was all lost upon you now as you could feel the hardness of his bulge through his pants grinding up against you.

"Please what y/n? Want me to stop? Or keep going? You're going to have to be specific with me darling" He suggests, his grip on your wrists tightening and grinding his hard-on harder against you, the contact almost lifting up your skirt itself. You groan unconsciously at the feeling of how big he was with his pants still constricting him, giving Gojo the answer he already knew, but he wanted it spilling from your lips specifically.

"P-please, don't stop" You gasp as he nips at your neck, sucking harshly only to lick at the tender spot as if to heal it. His hand releases your wrists to grope your breasts through your uniform, slowly unbuttoning the jacket and throwing it aside.

"That's what I like to hear" Gojo chuckles darkly in your ear, ripping the rest of the top of your uniform off, revealing your bra. He unhooks it swiftly, letting your tits drop bare in front of him as he gazes down at them.

"Shit, y/n" He breathes, quick to roll them between his fingers as he continues to trail kisses down your neck and licks stripes up to your ear, eliciting lewd moans from you. He dips his hand between your legs, running a finger along your clothed folds, feeling your slick instantly.

"Damn baby, all for me? Is this how wet you are when you're touching yourself at night moaning my name?" He seethes, his voice making you tremble and you cheeks flush pink at embarrassment that he could hear you all this time trying to relieve your thirst for him and his touch. You could do nothing but moan in admittance.

He chuckles at your response. He hooks his fingers around your skirt and the hem of your panties, sliding them both off in unison. He turns you around to face him, wanting to see the look on your face when he finally touches you in the spot you needed him most.

He doesn't wait to slide two of his fingers into you, your slick walls clenching desperately around his digits as you moan and gasp loudly at the unexpected stretch and sting from him entering you just with his fingers. You clutch onto his arm tightly, mentally cursing to yourself why you're the one completely naked while he's here still fully clothed.

"See baby? Look at you" Gojo groans into your ear at the tightness of your pussy clenching around his fingers, already anticipating how you'll feel wrapped around his cock that's straining painfully against his pants. "Making such a mess on my fingers, and I've barely done anything" He begins to pump his fingers, curling them to hit your sweet spot repeatedly with dangerous accuracy. You moan loudly at the sensation, heat continuing to build in your core and your body tingling.

"G-gojo" You pant breathlessly, clutching onto him for dear life as your legs give out, leaning on him for support, silently thanking him for being as strong as he is.

"Mmm" He groans at how sinful you moan his name. "Such a good girl for me"

Your pussy clenches tighter around his digits, pushing him to add a third as you yelp at the stinging stretch, now clawing at the back of his neck.

Gojo laughs sadistically, "So you want me to talk to you like that, huh?" He asks rhetorically, your body and moans already agreeing.

He continues the thrust his fingers into you, curling them against your walls to graze perfectly on your sweet spot, bringing you closer to the relief you've been craving since you laid eyes on him.

"G-gojo… I-I'm.. I'm gonna" You try to say, but the words fail to gather together in a coherent sentence.

"What's that y/n? What do you need?" He urges on, only thrusting his fingers faster into you to push you over the edge.

"Oh my god, Satoru! I-I'm cumming!" You moan, cutting you off as he presses his lips hungrily to yours to swallow your moans. You bite his lip, causing a moan to escape his own lips. He hungrily massages your breast as he continues to finger you to ride out your orgasm as you trembling in front of him at his touch. You were his.

He gives you a moment to recollect yourself and catch your breath, showering you with feather-light kisses down your collarbone.

"Please Satoru… I need you" You whisper, desire pooling in your eyes and dripping in your tone as you palm his hard-on through his pants that twitches under your touch.

"Since you asked so nicely…" He smirks, that damn smirk that makes your knees weak as he continues to hold you up. He clasps his hand together to warp you both, and within a blink of an eye your surroundings are no longer that of the studio, but of his room; dark with only the moonlight shining through big elegant windows.

"How can I deny such a request, when you're this hot and bothered?" He caresses your face, cupping it in his hand as he runs his thumb over the bottom of your lip. "Such a pretty slut for me" He growls lowly.

At that, your pussy clenches again, sending heat to your core and biting down on his thumb, earning a groan from him. He quickly puts a hand to your throat, squeezing the sides of it enough to have your head to nod back slightly and your eyes flutter behind your eyelids as you moan.

"Mm so you want it like that?" He laughs as he swiftly picks you up to set you down on the bed.

"You dirty little thing" He licks his lips at the sight of you finally splayed out on his bed for him as he unbuttons his uniform and unbuckling his pants, discarding them to the floor only to leave him clad in his briefs.

You drool at the sight of him, both your mouth and your pussy watering at the sight of him strip in front of you. The sight you've been waiting for, for what feels like ages now. Your eyes rake over his figure as you prop yourself on your elbows. Looking over how muscular and toned his muscles are with each movement he makes, how big the bulge in his briefs are, how massive his bare frame is to yours, and how celestial his eyes are as he devours your own figure with such dark lust and desire, making heat only ignite further within you.

He pushes his way through your thighs, settling himself between them as he kisses trails from your thighs to your navel, and reaching your breasts to suck on your nipple tenderly, kneading them between his teeth. You arch your back at the sensation, entangling your fingers in his silver hair as you gasp and your brows furrow. His hand massages your breast and travels down to cup your cunt, his fingers grazing the opening of your folds. He lowers his head down between your thighs, taking in the sight of your glistening pussy that he's gotten all to himself.

"F-fuck, Satoru, just -" You plead, but before you could finish he puts a hand to your throat harshly.

"Patience, princess" He seethes, giving kitten licks to the outer folds of your cunt just for a taste. "Now that I finally have you, I'm taking my time. Besides, isn't this what you wanted? For me to have my way with you?" He smirks as you glance down at him, regretting that you did. The devilish glint hazing over his eyes sending heat waves to your pussy. He finally delves his tongue through your folds without warning and settling to suck on your throbbing clit as he enters two fingers into you, pumping and curling them.

You thrash your head back, clawing at his forearms and shoulders as he pries your thighs a part with his hands. You feel the familiar wave of an orgasm beginning to wash over you again as he continues to curl his fingers into your g-spot and circle his slick tongue around your clit, quenching his thirst with the juices of your cunt as he laps up every last drop.

"Mmm… Satoru, I-I'm close" You warn him, your body becoming a feverish mess as you claw at him desperately, as Gojo smirks at the thought of having such marks in the morning as a reminder of tonight.

"Are you now?" He immediately pulls away, leaving you to throw your head back and groan in frustration, taking your eyes off him for a brief moment enough for him to remove his briefs. The next time you look back at him, your eyes widen hungrily at his cock, adoring how perfect it looks, yet wondering if it'd even fit.

"Don't worry, baby. Daddy's gonna take very good care of you tonight" He purrs, sliding back between you , kissing and sucking the sweet spot of your neck.

"But you have to be the one to tell me exactly what you want" He adds with a chuckle, clearly amused at how you pout slightly, so desperate to have him inside you as you tug on his waist lightly in attempt to pull him closer to you.

He nudges the tip of his cock at your entrance as he lowers his head to graze his lips against yours. "C'mon y/n, you can do it. Tell me what you've been wanting this whole time, baby" He teases raspily, the same hunger in his voice also evident as he tries to hold himself back.

"Please fuck me Satoru" He whimper, surrendering completely as you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders.

With that, he delves his cock through your tight folds, gripping and clenching around every inch of him as he eventually bottoms out, causing you to moan in unison.

"Damn, your pussy's taking my cock so fucking well baby" He grunts as he continues to thrust into you at a powerful pace. "What a perfect slut you make" He smiles cockily, slamming roughly into you as moans continue to fall from your lips. "That's right princess, let the whole school know who fucks you this good" He urges

Your eyes roll behind your eyelids at the euphoric sensation of Gojo stretching you out, filling you up so well that you see a slight bulge in your stomach when he thrusts into you, hitting your cervix and your g-spot every time. The sounds of your hips crashing and the sounds your pussy makes as he thrusts into you mercilessly are too much, already feeling heat building up in your core once again.

"You've been so desperate for my cock, isn't that right princess? Look at you, screaming and begging for me to fuck you like a bitch in heat" He seethes, lowering himself to suck harshly on your nipple, causing you to arch your back as he looks back up at you "How does it feel now that you've got the real thing?" He asks, pushing further into your as your legs press against his shoulders, folding them more onto your chest as he continues to pump his cock into you, pressing into your cervix.

You moan loudly at how deep he hits you, his adjustment causing his cock to hit deeper on your g-spot, your orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick. You continue to moan thoughtlessly, your mind too hazy to begin formulating a response. He puts a hand to your throat and picks up his pace slightly, making you yelp and gasp.

"I demand an answer, pretty" He growls this time, his eyes hungry with desire to hear you fall apart for him.

"Y-yes Satoru! It feels so fucking good!" You cry out, tears now dripping across your cheeks. "Satoru, please." You whimper, "I-I'm gonna cum"

"Cum baby, give it to me" He groans, thrusting relentlessly a couple more times until you unravel before him, completely becoming undone as you claw at his back in desperation, only fueling him more to continue thrusting deep into you to ride out your second orgasm of the night. Once he feels you slightly relax under him, he folds you over more, completely this time. With knees pressed back into the mattress, giving him all and complete access to your pussy to pound it just how he likes, how he's always wanted to.

He groans to keep himself together, close from cumming at this sight alone at how beautiful you look beneath him. "Damn sweetness, you've got me riled up here." he pants, his eyes cast with lust and carnal desire as he looks at you. " Do you know how long I've been waiting to touch you like this? To fuck you like this?" He caresses your jaw, his fingers trailing down to your collarbone and down to your breast to roll your nipple in his fingers. He dips down to connect his lips greedily to yours, emotions spilling out into the kiss as your tongues swirl around each other, everything all at once making you dizzy as you moan sweetly into his mouth, tugging at his hair to elicit a moan to slip from his own as it vibrates against your lips. "To kiss you like that" He says huskily, desire overcoming him.

He pushes himself into you, your walls suffocating around his cock as he groans at the feeling of it. Your mouth parts in a silent scream, sure that you wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow with how he’s stretching you out. He's thrusting even deeper into you now, with more raw, carnal desire than before if it were even possible. You mouth parts as you moan loudly without any regards as to who hears you. Your sopping pussy squelching as he slams his hips into yours, the sight of him fucking you into oblivion as his bright blue eyes devour yours, licking his lips ravenously.

"Satoru" You moan sinfully, so much so Gojo has to bite his lip to stop his own eyes from rolling to the back of his eyelids.

"G-gojo, it's t-too much" You moan, putting a hand lightly to his abdomen in a failed attempt to get him to slow down. You've cum so hard, you've never even brought yourself to cum this intensely, this many times consecutively.

"Too much, huh? Already fucked out on my cock, sweetness?" He chuckles, yet adoring the sight of you fucked out on his cock. All you could do was nod and whimper in response.

"Too bad, baby. You think I'm gonna stop here after I've heard you moaning my name so many times by yourself? Such a needy slut" He whispers salaciously into your ear, grunting occasionally with how rough he's pounding himself into you.

Your pussy clenches at his words, more tears streaming down your cheeks with nothing but moans of his name and curses from your lips calling out to him. He wipes them away gently, a harsh contrast to how hard he continues to slam his thick cock into you, a contrast to how his infinite blue eyes pierce into you.

"That's right, y/n." He smiles "You'll take it all like a good girl, right?" He licks a stripe up your nick to nibble on a sweet spot by your collarbone, causing you to only moan louder. "Let everyone know who's fucking cunt this is" He growls lowly. He slips two fingers into your open mouth, your tongue and mouth sucking on them instinctively. He groans at the sight of you like this, folded over sucking on his fingers as saliva trails down the side of your mouth, your eyes and body surrendering to him completely as he dedicates this moment to memory.

"You're mine, princess" He remarks possessively before removing his fingers from your mouth, a string of saliva still connecting from your lips to the tip of his digits. He brings them down to rub small circles on your throbbing neglected clit, causing you to scream in desperation and euphoria, your back arching to him slightly in the position you're in. You're pussy grips even tighter around his cock at his possessive words making you his. Another wave of pleasure begins washing over you, threatening to push you off a new edge as he drives you near the brink of being overstimulated.

"Fuck, good girl, just like that" He pants, as he continues thrust unforgivingly into you.

"Satoru, p-please!" You moan loudly, almost screaming desperately for him, only to for him to cut you off with a hand to your throat. "Say it, baby. Tell daddy what you need" He exhales, eyes engulfing yours completely.

"Please make me cum" You mewl, a couple of more tears streaming down your face as your body is on the brink of uncoiling the spring that he's wound up so tightly. He slamming himself into you in a slightly faster pace, his thrusts getting sloppier as you feel his cock twitch inside of you, indicating he was also close to his own climax.

"Fuck baby, cum for me" He demands, finally allowing your body to release the most intense waves of orgasm you've ever felt, your body on a new high as he continues to thrust into you, your climax fueling his own to follow after. He slows and stills into you, his cock still twitching as he coats the last of his cum along the walls of your cunt.

He removes himself slowly with a groan, laying beside you and quick to pull you to his chest.

"No more avoiding me, okay?" He exhales raspily, gently moving your hair down from your shoulders to place a kiss there.

"Okay" You hum happily as you nuzzle deeper into his chest, fatigue overcoming you as you both lay together.

[taechaos]

Your Boy, No?

pairing: bully!Jungkook x nerdy!fem!Reader

genre: drabble, smut, college au

synopsis: You can't stand seeing Jungkook with another girl, so you give him a piece of your mind in a stranger's bedroom by becoming his outlet of sexual frustration.

warnings: losing virginity, riding, degradation

a/n: jungkook's character is not exactly submissive, so i added my own twists to this request. i hope you don't mind @madygswich c:

word count: 2.5k

You can't stop pouting. Holding back tears when seeing a woman perched up on Jungkook's lap while they make out has proven to be difficult, but you're trying. It hurts your heart; hell, you're aching everywhere. It doesn't take a genius to know he's doing it to get a reaction out of you when his eyes are throwing daggers at you with his tongue down another girl's throat.

Following Jungkook around like a lost puppy isn't ideal, especially at a frat party. He never gives you the time of the day if it's not out of menace, but you aren't willing to give up on him. It's just not possible when you are so in love with him, and so fucking jealous.

More than Jungkook, you're mad at the girl. You want to rip her heart out, make her suffer for ever touching the love of your life. You're becoming irrational, mentally cussing her out for being a whore while you stop yourself from breaking down in a house filled with horny young adults. You don't know a single person here, and you have to deal with your pent up emotions all by yourself.

You choke out a sob when Jungkook starts kneading the girl's ass shamelessly with her skirt hiked up to her back. They're being so inappropriate in the kitchen of a stranger's house, while you can't even take a sip from your spiked drink in the bustling living room. You abruptly stand up and throw away your plastic cup when Jungkook's hand disappears elsewhere, and you have an idea of what he's about to do. You march over to him, looking absolutely tiny next to the overbearing college students and you don't notice Jungkook's sinister smile as he watches you fume.

"Let go," you sound hoarse, and not at all intimidating when you push the girl off of his lap. She stumbles at the force, but you pay no mind to her confusion as you pull Jungkook up by his arm to drag him away. You think it's the anger and adrenaline giving you so much strength, but it's Jungkook amusing himself by allowing you to take him upstairs.

"This isn't a therapy session, little girl," he yells over the music, "I didn't come here to listen to you cry."

You huff and let a single tear slip before harshly wiping it away. When you reach the hallway, you enter the first bedroom you find. It's occupied by a foreplaying couple, but you're driven as you hiss, "Out!"

They leave at your demand, and you're confusing a lot of people tonight. Jungkook is surprised by your sudden aggression, but he doesn't stop with his remarks, "the chihuahua's gone mad."

"Shut up, Jungkook!" you whirl around angrily to face him. "How could you do that to me?!"

He quirks a brow. "Do what to you? I'm sorry, am I the one who forcefully brought you here? Am I tripping or are you?"

You push at his chest, "you're a fucking whore! Tonguing a girl in front of everyone, in front of me?"

His shoulders shake in silent laughter and you cross your arms when he starts cackling loudly. The music is drowned out and muffled behind the door, but it's nothing compared to how hysterically Jungkook is laughing.

"What's so funny?" you ask lamely. He throws his head back as he clutches his stomach, and you're starting to get annoyed. You push him on the bed, but he's still laughing. "Quit it already," your voice wavers, but you don't back down as you smack his chest. You place your knees on both sides of his hips to limit his movement and cover his mouth to shut him up.

His crescent eyes turn intense instantly as he glares at you under his hooded lids. He exerts only a tiny bit of his energy into pushing your hand away and you weakly collapse on him. It's foul play to compete with his muscles, and you realize he can snap you in half if he wanted to regardless of your rush of adrenaline.

You sit back up as he lowly speaks, "The fuck's it to you? I wanted to fuck her, and I was going to until you stepped in as if you're my girlfriend. Tell me why I shouldn't go back to her right now." He clasps his hands under his head, making himself comfortable with your weight pressing against his crotch.

"You know why," you huff with a frown, and you look so cute in the dim lighting with your baggy knitted sweater bunching up on the sleeves, sitting on his bulge with so much innocence in your expression. He's smitten, but it doesn't show in his cold stare. "I'm your girl, and I won't tolerate you messing around with other women. It's slutty!" You slightly bounce for emphasis, but your knee-length skirt hides your actions. Jungkook feels it with you, and his eyes trail down to your lower region.

"My girl?" he parrots with a raised brow. He gazes back into your eyes. "You do my homework."

"I don't care. I love you," you plead pathetically, "please say you love me back."

"Wasn't I a whore just a second ago?"

"You were! Apologize to me," you harshly yank his head back by his hair. He doesn't react in the slightest, so you softly add, "please."

"Oh little girl," he sighs, "are you really trying to dominate me right now?"

"I am dominating you. Promise me you won't kiss another girl like that again. I won't forgive you a second time."

"Yeah? What's my loss?"

"Well, you're lazy in school," you bluntly state, "and no one loves you like I do. No one would try to cater to you like I do. I'd do anything for you, Kookie." You tug down your skirt to take it off and plop back down on him before saying, "Including sex. You can only use me for your sexual needs."

He's enamored by your words, but he doesn't dare share it with you. Instead, he thrusts upwards and you yelp when you jump. "Go on then," he says nonchalantly. "Show me how much of a slut you are."

"U-Um, okay," you stutter and start unzipping his black denim jeans. You've seen a lot of porn videos to make sure you were prepared for the next step with Jungkook, but you have no experience with penetration.

And he realizes that rather quickly when you're so meek with your actions. With a groan, he asks, "You're not a fucking virgin, are you?"

"I've been saving it for the right guy," you answer with offence. This is a special occasion, and you want him to take it as seriously as you do. But it's definitely not a good idea to be snarky with him when you can barely remember the steps for safe sex. "Do you have a condom?"

"It's in my pocket," he grumbles and points at his front without taking it out himself. You're excited and nervous as you tear the wrapper and take out the preservative. You have no idea how to put it on, but you're topping so you clumsily push down his briefs. Jungkook is surprisingly throbbing under you, and you blush at the sight of his erection.

He stops himself from teasing you and saying that the girl from earlier gave him this boner, but he doesn't want to be cruel yet. It's your first time, and truthfully, he jacks off to thought of you too often anyway. He can handle being somewhat nice by staying quiet, but that doesn't mean he would teach you how to put on a condom.

You slip it on with little struggle, and don't waste any time in positioning his cock in your entrance. Before he can stop you, you sink down on his length with a painful moan. He wants to tell you that losing your virginity in this position is the most painful, but instead he groans, "Holy shit, how are you so fucking tight?"

It hurts so fucking bad. Your tear ducts are like clockwork as they water instantly, but you lower yourself down to the hilt anyway. You're quite literally sitting on his cock as you try to catch your breath because God, you're in so much pain.

"Fuck, are you okay?" he asks, but he's more worried about controlling himself from fucking into you before you can adjust. It's difficult, but he's trying.

"Jungkook," you whimper quietly with your eyes screwed shut, "it hurts."

"You're so fucking dumb for doing this, but you feel so fucking good," he pants as he holds your hips.

"Thank you," you muster out in a breath. A few seconds pass until the pain starts to numb, and you move against him very slowly. Your walls are stinging, but it feels like Heaven for Jungkook who you clench down on.

"Go up and down," he instructs with a bit lip. He tries to move your hips, but you're resisting in fear of another shock of pain. "Come on!"

"Can you wait?" you hiss through clenched teeth.

He's trying to rile you up when he says, "Sana wouldn't take this fucking long."

And it works, because you bounce once. "Don't say her name!"

He groans at your tightness, and he can't believe how wet you are. You're dripping on him, and he curses himself for holding back because of your hopeless romance. He can't entertain your conservative way of going on about this any longer, so he continues, "She would have made me cum by now, but this prissy princess can't even get a move on."

It's almost pathetic how one push from Jungkook makes you start moving, and it feels less uncomfortable to hop up and down against his pelvis. The filthy sound of slapping skin mixing with the generic radio music is making you feel so slutty because it's so stereotypical, but when Jungkook moans, it brings heat all over your body. You take your sweater off when sweat begins to cumulate on your temples, and he commands, "Take off your bra too."

He's thrusting into you as you unclasp the black material, freeing your breasts as he finds his new eyecandies. You are so pretty, your nipples are so hard, and your cunt sucks him in so perfectly. It almost upsets him when he realizes how much pleasure he's deprived himself of; the amount only you seem to be able to provide, because it's beyond physical intimacy.

"Good girl," he exhales and gently slams into you with his hands fondling your tits. You smile coyly through your tears, and he asks, "Does it still hurt?"

You contemplate for a second, because you don't feel the best yet, but you don't want to disappoint Jungkook either. "I-It doesn't," you lie.

Jungkook mentally rolls his eyes; he really wants to believe you so he can chase his high, but he sees right through you. He slaps your tit without mercy and chastises you, "don't lie. I thought this was your little moment of control."

"I'm sorry," you pout as you slowly ride him.

"Another lie," he slaps your other tit more harshly and you yelp.

"I'm not lying!" you plead and hasten your pace, desperate to sell your lie. It's working, because you're starting to feel a knot in your stomach the more you adjust.

He moans with you, and you lose yourself when he stills your hips and begins to fuck you himself. It's rough, loud, and the pain is your pleasure. His balls slap against your skin as he easily slides in and out of you with the help of your arousal. Your love dawns on him when you're so turned on for him without any foreplay, and he's on cloud nine because nothing can compare to being inside you.

The setting is so unlike you, fucking in someone's bedroom with a bunch of people behind the unlocked door who can barge in at any given moment, but he finds it so sexy. You only care about being with him, and you really do look like his slut now.

His hands start holding onto your ass, kneading it until it turns red with his fingerprints, and he demands you to kiss him. You're out of it, your ears are ringing and you can only moan out his name, but you can't bear to ignore him. Your lips fall on his, and the kiss is sloppy with his tongue all over your mouth. You can't keep up, but your chest swells with pride when you realize how needy he is for you. He goes as far as to spit in your mouth, and you swallow it without hesitation.

"You want me to play with your clit?" he murmurs against your lips, and his voice sounds so airy and melodic to your ears. "Hm? Want me to make you feel good, little slut?"

You whine without a clear response because his lips feel so soft and wet, and that's the only thing you can focus on. All you want to do is kiss him and he doesn't stop you from doing so, but you're even more overwhelmed when he starts touching you while penetrating you. "No," you whimper, "I'll cum."

"A slut can take it," he grunts and rubs your clit faster, and you come undone all too soon. You moan loudly as you tremble, shaking as he rides out your high with a pinch to your clit. You're numb when you collapse on top of him, but he's relentless with his thrusts. He's using your body as you intended, and he's vocal with his pleasure and teasing climax. It's remarkable how he holds you up when you've gone limp and still fucks you just as hard.

You want to record his voice when he starts to whine pathetically, but you have no energy left within. He's panting in your ear, and it's not long before his hips fall on the mattress with a sigh. He's surprised by how powerful his orgasm was, as he fills the condom with his release instantly. His cock is still nestled inside you as both of you recover from your climax.

"Get off," he taps your thigh, and he pushes you off when you don't obey immediately. Your spell has worn off as he starts to dress himself. "I'm going back to the dorms." You listen to him with your mind in a haze. "Unless you want to get raped on your way without me, get the fuck up now."

"Can you carry me please?"

He shrugs and swings your arm over his shoulder, picking up your body with ease. He collects your clothes in his hand, but doesn't hand them to you as he steps out of the room.

"W-Wait, Jungkook, I'm naked-"

"You're my girl, no? Be a good slut and shut the fuck up."

Dangling off his shoulder with your bare tits pressed against his back, you close your eyes and drift off on the way to campus.

Boyfriends typically drop their girlfriends off anyway, right?

[jean-kayak]

Anon Request: Something about getting my clothes ripped off and fucked senseless just makes me 🤤

Can I request hc’s of Prohero!Bakugo, Shinsou, Aizawa, and Kirishima going feral on their black gf or wife and they rip a hole in her clothes or fully rip her clothes off before fucking her? Sis was wearing some yoga pants and doing downward dog that made her wagon look fantastic or she was in a cute outfit just vibing on the couch and when she looks up to her bae like “Hi, baby ☺️” and he just loses it on her.

I just love it when men are seduced by something so simple

A/N: Anon, it makes me feel the same way lmfao, hope you like it!

Characters: Prohero!Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta, Kirishima Eijirou

💥He had so much frustration pent up from work, mostly because of the annoying wannabe villains he had to deal with that gave him a ton of paperwork that he needed to do

💥You were currently making dinner, music filling the kitchen as you danced around trying out a new pound cake recipe

💥You don't hear the door slam, and he cringes slightly, glad that you didn't hear it cause he knows you'll get his ass for it

💥He follows the music into the kitchen, his frustration starting to seep away when he sees your figure dancing, still in the outfit you wore today

💥But then his eyes fall on the mint green mini skirt you're wearing, and he's walking into the kitchen in about five steps

💥His heavy steps can be heard over the music, and you turn to greet him, and you yelp softly when he crowds you against the counter

💥His big hands instantly run under your skirt, making you gasp softly. "Tough day at work?"

💥"You don't even know." Then he's gripping the fabric and ripping it in half

💥"Katsu, I really liked that skirt," you whine, but your words get caught in your throat when he moves the crotch of your underwear over, sliding two fingers into you, making you grip the counter

💥He smirks as he watches your wetness coat him quickly as he moves his fingers in and out of you, your moans becoming louder than the music

💥You're about to say something when he slides them out, but then your top half is forced onto the counter as he spreads your legs before sliding into you

💥You don't even get to roll your eyes back before he pulling back out and slamming back into you, his pace making your legs give out

💥He catches you, keeping his relentless pace, his dick hitting your g-spot with every thrust, making you see stars

💥"Such a good wife, letting me use you like the cocksleeve you are," he grunts, his pace seeming to increase, and you have no choice but to drop your head against the counter as he uses you

💥He throws his head back when your walls clamp around him, your moans completely eclipsing the music as you cum

💥He thrusts into a few more times before he's tensing up and cumming inside of you with a low groan

💥He rubs over your back as you come down from your high, and you turn your head to look at him

💥"You feel better?"

🟣He was about to head out, on his way to work to start his shift

💥"Yeah, I do," he replies smugly, smacking your ass lightly after he pulls out

💥"Good. You owe me a new skirt."

🟣He turns around as he gets to the door, his eyes widening when he sees you

🟣"Wait, before you go, I want to show you something."

🟣"It's an outfit I've been thinking about for a while, but I don't know, what do you think?"

🟣You nervously hold your arms out as his eyes run down your figure

🟣You're wearing a low-cut top, a mini leather skirt, and knee-high socks, and he feels his feet move on their own accord being guided by his other head

🟣"Do you like it?" you ask hesitantly, moving back until he's got you against the wall, and with the closeness, you can see that look in his eyes

🟣His hands start to rub up your body as he smirks. "I love it," he emphasizes  before working your skirt over your ass, grabbing a handful into his palm

🟣"Toshi, what about work?" you start, but make no move to stop him, and he scoffs as he starts to move down

🟣"You expect me to go to work with you dressed like this?" He's pulling your thong down your legs as he makes his way to his knees

🟣You don't even get a chance to respond, he starts eating you out with so much energy that he has to grip your legs in order to keep you from falling

🟣You almost cum from that alone when he slides his fingers into you, but then he's taking his mouth of you and rising to his feet

🟣You're barely catching your breath and he's already sliding into you and thrusting into you, making your brain go numb

🟣He can't get to your chest because your shirt is tucking into your skirt, so he takes the fabric, tearing it down the middle and shoving your bra down before latching his mouth on your nipples

🟣You don't even register the tearing, just constant strings of pleasure from him ramming into that sensitive spot inside you, and his teeth pulling at all of the sensitive spots on your neck and chest

🟣He rubs over your clit, instantly making you cum, and when your back arches, he sucks even harder on your nipple, groaning around it as he cums after you

🟣"You tore my shirt," you say in between breaths

🟣He raises his eyebrows, his eyes widening like this is new information. "Was it new?"

🧣He was complaining that his body was sore, so you decided to show him some new yoga positions

🟣"No, but that's not the point."

🟣"I'll get you another one."

🧣You move your head down, looking between your arms and legs

🧣He's standing behind you as you move into the downward dog position, but you don't hear him moving

🧣"You're not doing anything," you comment, and you can't see his face

🧣"I'm watching to make sure I do it right."

🧣"Uh-huh," you respond after you roll your eyes, staying in the same position for a few more seconds

🧣You move into the child pose, resting your head on the mat as you sigh at the tension being released from your lower back

🧣Your head shoots up when you feel hands rubbing over your ass and your thighs, turning your head to see that your husband is on his knees behind you, his gaze burning into your ass

🧣"You're not doing the moves!" you chastise, and he gives you a distracted shrug

🧣"You look like you need them more than me." You frown because he was the one that asked you, and you're about to say that but then he grips the waistband of your leggings. "Let me help."

🧣Your breath hitches when he quickly pulls down your underwear and leggings, completely exposing you to the cool air, and he rubs soft circles on your back as he circles your entrance with his finger

🧣His eyes go dark as you start to buck back against his fingers, and you gasp when he flips you over, his sweats and underwear already pushed down his thighs

🧣There's nothing but a hungry look in his eyes and he removes your clothes with so much aggression that he ends up ripping them, throwing them to the side haphazardly

🧣"Shouta!" You're about to scold him but then he's pushing your legs up to your chest and slamming into you, making a scream replace the words that were going to come out of your mouth

🧣You're not going to last long with him pounding into you like there's no tomorrow as he seems to be hitting every nerve ending in your body

🧣He feels his climax approaching fast too, pushing your legs closer to your chest as he moves faster in and out of you, both of you cumming at the same time, Aizawa fucking you through both of your highs

🧣"You ripped my leggings, Aizawa," you say, annoyed

🧣"Well, if you saw the view I had, you would understand why," he explains, letting your legs fall around him

🔴He came home from a long day of work, just wanting to go sleep, and he walks into your room wanting to see you before he gets in the shower

🧣You give him an unimpressed look. "But you're buying me new ones anyway."

🧣"Only because they make your ass look great."

🔴His eyes trail down your body as he walks over to you, but he stops in his tracks when he sees your ass peeking out from under his shirt you're wearing

🔴You don't notice that he's walked into the room, and he finds you laying on your stomach, scrolling through your phone

🔴You jump softly when you feel someone moving you, turning to see your husband standing behind you as he turns you to that your legs are hanging off the bed

🔴"You scared me, babe," but he doesn't hear you because as soon as he lifts your shirt up, his eyes go dark and he feels blood rush south

🔴You're wearing Red Riot panties. He didn't even know this was a thing, but he can't help but bite his lips at the sight

🔴He's always loved the way his hero merch looked against your brown skin, wearing anything Red Riot related always got him riled up

🔴And this time is no different

🔴He steps in between your legs, spreading them out before running his fingers over your folds through the fabric, making you drop your phone

🔴He trails his fingers from your folds to your clit and back down, watching the fabric turn a darker red with your slick

🔴He's starting to have a hard time holding back, and he ends up ripping your panties almost to pieces before sliding his fingers in, making you moan loudly at the sudden intrusion

🔴He tries to stretch you out as quickly as he can, not wanting to wait any longer, sliding his fingers out of you before getting rid of his pants

🔴You try to question what started all this, even though you're not complaining, but he starts sliding into you, and you lose all ability to speak

🔴He gives you a few shallow thrusts to help you adjust to him, but once he gets past that, he's grabbing your hips and pounding into you as hard as he can

🔴Your mouth falls open as you claw at the sheets, your eyes squeezing such as overwhelming pleasure courses through your body

🔴A loud rip brings you back momentarily, but then you're being pulled up by your shoulder, and he gropes one of your boobs as he pulls you flush against his chest, his pace relentless

🔴"E-Eiji--fuck," anything else you try to say is garbled, and your body goes taut as you cum around him, his basically feral pace bringing you to your orgasm incredibly fast before your body goes limp

🔴He cums not even a few seconds after you, carefully laying you back down on the bed, your body feeling like jelly

🔴"You ripped everything I was wearing," you say, your words partially muffled by the sheets, and he chuckles softly

🔴"You have underwear with my name on it?"

🔴So that's what it was. "Well, not anymore."

[constantlyunlightening]

Work, work, work

Day 15: Cockwarming

Warnings/Other Kinks: Anxiety/Depression implications and mentions (Doppo is just like thattt), Doppo kinda snaps at the end, office sex/sex at work, dubcon (there's not explicit consent in this so I'm going to put it just in case but the reader and doppo are in a relationship and I meant for this situation to be consensual, but Doppo's anxiety in this situation made it seem kind of sus)

I have nothing but Hypmic on the brain. I love feral screaming Doppo. Would highly recommend listening to him belly scream here. :D I really do want the best for this boy tho. I love him so muchhhh.

Disclaimer: 18+ years and older to read. All characters in this work are 20 years or older. This is a fictional depiction of a relationship and is not meant to be mimicked in real life. I do not condone cockwaming your partner in their place of work irl.

It was always work, work, work with him. Well, work and rapping but Doppo hardly ever talked about his Matenro. It was always about his balding asshole of a boss, his terrible coworkers and work, work, work.

You knew he was a workaholic. You knew that when you fell in love with the guy. But geez. Time for him to learn that self care was a priority.

You had stormed to his office after having spent two hours - past the time he was supposed to get off - waiting for him at home. This overtime was bullshit. The man worked himself to the bone. And he didn't know how to say no. You worried about him! It was the reason why you marched right over to the cubicle. The place was deserted, all except for poor Doppo, sitting at his desk pinching the bridge of his nose and surrounded by paperwork.

"What the hell is all this?" You asked as you came up behind him and you almost felt bad watching as the man let out a shout, jumping out of his seat and scrambling like a frightened rabbit. A few of the papers he had on his desk got caught up in his whirlwind and dusted around the room - a fact you assumed Doppo would be disgruntled about later, but he looked far too nervous right now as he took labored breaths and let wide eyes take in your form.

"Wh-what are you doing here?"

".... You're being worked too hard if the sound of your girlfriend's voice is enough to panic you," you quipped back, ignoring his question for now as you bent over to try to help organize some of the scattered documents that had fallen to the floor. Let him have the time to bring his breathing back to normal. You were mainly pissed at his job for overworking him - not so much him. Didn't need to go give him a heart attack. "You're here late again. I was checking in on you." A pile of paperwork stacked against your chest, you moved over closer to him to set it down on the desk and took your time eyeing the assortment of work he had lying around. This couldn't all be his. Some of them must be pawning off their work, and Doppo just so happened to be the biggest doormat around. A sigh heaved from your lips, and you didn't miss the way Doppo shuddered. How could you? The man tensed up like he was being shot by lightening. "Looks like it was a good thing I did too. This work would have kept you here all night if someone didn't come to stop you."

"I'm sorry!" You weren't surprised but the volume of his apology made you jump and as he started to spew off more and more apologies, you quickly grabbed him by the tie and yanked him in, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. You weren't trying to invalidate his feelings by cutting him off, but there was no reason for him to be panicking like he was. And luckily, kisses from you always seemed to soothe him - at least as soothed as someone like Doppo could be.

"Baby," you purred gently, pulling your lips from his and watching the way his cheeks lit up with a dusting of pink. Always so stressed, this one. But the face he made after you kissed him made your heart flutter. Dumbfounded but he still managed to swoon in subtle ways - those aquamarine eyes zoomed in on you like you were treasure. The simple strokes you gave to his hair made him melt - the tension zapped out of his shoulders and he almost started to slump into you. "You don't have to say sorry. But it's time to go home now. No more work."

That cute daze in his expression only lasted a moment more before it was like all that anxious energy plowed right back into him. The word 'work' was enough to flip a switch with him. "That's not right! I have a whole ton of it!" His arm extended outward, waving at the stacks piled high. "I'm sorry but I have more work to do. I'll finish as soon as I can but - I gotta do this or my crazy boss will pile even more work on me! Or I'll lose my job or worse I-ll-"

"Doppo!" You cut him off and tried to calm him down. It worked to some extent but only enough to keep him from screaming or spiraling into one of his crazes. You didn't convince him to stop working though and eventually you had to settle for watching him drown himself in the work in front of him, trying to suppress your groans.

You loved the man. But really?

Playing the waiting game wasn't something you were interested in though. Which is why, after a bit of working, you somehow managed to not only weasel your way into his lap but you also got his cock out of his pants, stroking it just enough to get him riled up as you watched him try not to panic.

"You can't just do that-"

"I just did. Don't worry. The cameras can't see in here. It's fine," you coaxed, letting him stay nervous anyway as you pushed your panties to the side from underneath your skirt causing him to visibly gulp. But he wasn't pushing you off.

"I have to work," he declared, whispers on the verge of being shouts fell from his lips but cut off into a whimper as the head of his dick was suddenly being warmed up by the heat of your body as you slowly sank down onto him - taking him in inch by inch. 

It wasn't until you were fully seated to the hilt, listening to his breath hitch that you gave a tiny huff. "Then work." And your body stilled. No movement other than the flutter and clench of your walls against your hung lover, letting your eyes watch his flustered face. He clearly didn't know what to say and you watched as his gaze flickered around like a chicken with its head cut off - to your face, to his paperwork, to where your bodies were joined and then anywhere but you. Good. Get him riled up. He was panicking but you could feel him twitch inside of you, like he was anticipating for you to move - waiting for it. But you kept your hips locked in place as you leaned in and rested your head on his shoulder. "Work, Doppo. Just giving you some motivation for when you finally get done." Your voice was much to kindly for someone who just pulled somebody's dick out in the middle of a public office. But it managed to keep him from tipping over his brink just yet. Poor thing always got so worked up. Your physical actions may not be helping that necessarily, but your voice always seemed to soothe him over, even if it was only a little at a time. 

"H-how?" You listened to him practically squeak, shifting under you and instantly giving a whine at the slight push against your walls. How was he supposed to work when you were on him like this? How was he supposed to concentrate when you were constricting around him? When you were filling him with molten lava from the bottom up?

With feather light kisses, you trailed a line across his neck, trying to remain still on the cock that was stretching out your insides - forcing the urge to bounce on him like a pogo stick until you both lost even the capability to think of work. You would behave somewhat for now though. Doppo could get his work done. You could get some form of closeness in the meantime. Besides, maybe a good vise grip on him could speed up the process? Or make him say 'fuck it' altogether - hopefully, literally fuck it. "Just work, Doppo. Since it's so important. Ill wait," you cooed, almost as if you were being thoughtful. Too sweet for him to argue and you listened to him give a defeated groan of a sound before he tried to level out his breath and refocus. 

Oh, but that was easier said than done. Doppo had restarted on the paperwork, working around you as your warm body nuzzled into his chest. He usually felt like he was suffocating at work but right now, it felt like your body was trying to strangle the life out of him from somewhere other than the neck. How were you so tight? How come velvety walls were squeezing down on him over and over again without either of you even moving? You were starting to leak out around him, a sticky mess starting to spill out onto his lap slowly - torturous. Maybe you were actually trying to be sweet. Maybe you were actively trying to mess with him. But either way, it was kicking up a bad habit within him. He would reach for another stack, shifting in the chair and causing the tiniest of mewling to escape from your lips. It was a blissful sigh here, a hitched breath there, a tiny hum into his chest and it was going to break him. He was supposed to be focusing but at this rate, he was going to start making mistakes on his work.

You were causing him to silently work himself up. Each climb of his emotions resulted in a string of jitters, and in return had your body clenching even tighter on him. How could you even feel like that? He choked, tugging at his tie to try and gasp for air. You were messing with him. You had to be. You must be mad he wouldn't leave. This was his retribution. To be strangled by your wet cunt over and over without reprieve- without any motion for relief. Well, fuck that. He may love you. But he worked far to hard day in and day out. Pent up didn't even begin to describe it. If you were going to try to rile him up like that, then he would give you riled up because he couldn't take it. Not a second longer. Not with that familiar primal darkness beginning to flare inside him.

His body rocked and you instinctively lifted your head from his chest to peer up at him, the first actual movement he had made since you had sat on him. "Are you okay?"

"O-okay?" He was stuttering his words but unlike his panic from before, this time he sounded angry. It wasn't a tone he took entirely too often. But you knew Doppo. You knew if his buttons were pressed enough, he would snap. He was tea kettle, getting hotter- "how do you except me to be okay-" and hotter "- when your purposely trying to make me-" until he screamed "-loose my fucking mind!?"

You only had enough time to widen your eyes before he flew out of his chair, taking you with him and slamming you onto his desk. The noise he made was positively feral - teetering between a growl and a scream - and without a warning, he was wrecking you, bludgeoning into you with a speed you hadn't even been aware he was capable of. 

"D-D-Doppo!" You were trying to talk but the sudden thrusting was knocking out your capabilities to think. You had been stretched out and horny for a while now but at this pace you couldn't keep up. You were trying to grip at his shoulders for some type of stability. "H-hang on a sec-"

"Hang on?!" He sounded unhinged - a growl ringing in the back of his throat so different from his usual meek - if not panicked - composure. "I've been hanging on! I've been hanging on this whole time! You just had to be on me huh? When I'm at work!" Papers were tossing up into the air around you and you could hear the clatter of the cubicle as he knocked you into the desk over and over. Oh, you couldn't even keep your eyes opening with the way your senses seemed to overload. "All this work - all these damn excuses to pile it onto me - and then you still come in here and give me more work. Too needy? Need my to pound you senseless before I can finish my work? Then that's what I'll do. I'll take you over and over and over again until you're out for days!" He declared, his hands clamping down on your hips and you could already feel the bruises even as the head of his cock shifted up enough to find your sweet spot, leaving you wailing out. "Again and again and again!" He got louder and louder with his sounds, growls and grunts turning into wanton groans and gasps as he split you in two. 

This would teach you not to mess with him at work. Or maybe it would teach you to mess with him more.

[getitinbusan]

Finger Bang!

Jeongguk Smut

More than pleased with himself, Jeongguk stared at how wet the bed was.

Quickly undoing his pants he knew he could pull another orgasm out of you while you were still blissed out. He brushed the damp hair off your cheek and kissed it.

"I don't think I'm ever going to get used to seeing that."

It had been a few weeks since this new talent revealed itself and he was determined to perfect the craft.

If he curled his fingers just right, and dragged them in and out at a steady pace, he could make you squirt like a soup dumpling. 

"So fucking wet, I can't believe how much your pussy loves my fingers." 

So while you lay in the aftermath, mind blank, muscles limp, he'd hop on and fuck you the rest of the way into oblivion replacing your fluids with his.

Walking through the airport you grabbed hold of him. Instead of taking his whole hand, you gripped your two favorite fingers and gave them a tight teasing squeeze.

"You really like those huh?"

"I thought it was obvious?"

Pressing his digits up to your lips you kissed them softly.

"I'm going to miss them this week, do you really have to go?"

"You're not going to miss me? Just my fingers?" He laughed, "You know you've got your own right?" 

"Not the same Guk. I love you, you'd better hurry back." 

The day before he was scheduled to return he messaged you. 

JK: I can't wait to see you tomorrow, I have a surprise. 

Y/N: I thought we were going to FaceTime tonight? I miss your smile Guk-ah."

Y/N: But what's the surprise!!??

JK: You're gonna have to be patient 💜 We get in at 7am, stay in bed, I'll meet you there 😏

The alarm went off at 6am, that would give you just enough time. 

Peeling off his old ripped t-shirt you got up to shower and shave.  

Putting clean sheets on the bed you tucked yourself back in just as the key turned in the lock. 

You heard the sound of his duffel bag drop on the floor, followed by shoes, then clothes as his bare feet pattered towards the bed. 

"I know you're not sleeping, I can see you smiling." 

You laughed as he lifted the covers and crawled on top of you.  "You'd better get over here and kiss me Jeongguk." 

His lips announced his homecoming as they connected with yours. His hand drew through your hair and caressed your cheek. 

You pulled back at the strange sensation. "What's this? Why are you wearing a glove? Jeongguk are you hurt?!" 

He rolled onto his back and held his gloved hand up. "This is my surprise!" 

You looked at him puzzled, "I don't get it." 

Sliding the fabric off his hand he slowly revealed his newly inked fingers, the inflamed writing spelled out ARMY across his knuckles. 

"Oh my God, thats so fucking hot!" 

He smiled at your praise. "You really like it? I can't wait for the fans to see how much I love them." 

You crawled on top of him, "When are you gonna show me how much you love me?" 

You ground yourself onto his hardening cock, "I need you to make me cum."

"Yeah? you need my fingers inside you baby?" 

"Please Kookie, I've been a good girl waiting for you." 

"Fuck, I love when you talk like that." 

He lowered his hand to your entrance, his fingers finding you wet in anticipation. Dipping his index inside you he hissed. 

His eyes grew big and apologetic, "shit...shit, I'm sorry. I'll be right back." 

He got out of bed and walked to the washroom. You could hear him running the faucet. The light flicked back off and he stood beside the bed. 

"You're gonna be mad." 

"Jeongguk, what's going on? I've missed you, why the hell aren't you fucking me right now?" 

He grabbed the discarded glove from the bed and slipped it back over his hand.

Realization hit you, "Oh for fucks sakes Jeon. How long till they heal?" 

His head dropped,"Three weeks.." 

The sex was good but… it was no squirting orgasm. 

It had been a week and a half plus the week he'd been gone. He felt bad.

Jeongguk loved to please you and even though you didn't complain he knew he could be giving you so much more. 

He walked into the living room where you lay on the couch and made a show of dropping his book loudly onto the coffee table. 

You picked it up and read the title, 

"Tantric Alchemy and Amrita: The Sacred Nectar of a good woman"

"Have you given up Overwatch for feminist studies?" 

He took it out of your hand and stretched out beside you. 

He flipped it open, "It says when a woman squirts, its a holy experience for her." 

You couldn't stop laughing at how serious he was.

"You've made me scream OH GOD on multiple occasions, im not sure why you needed a book to tell you that." 

"Don't make fun of me," he pouted. "I know you really like it when I make you squirt and I just want to understand so I can do it better." 

You held up his hand and looked at the Tattoos, "How much longer?" 

"Three more days baby, we're almost there. Wanna see what else I learned?" 

He flipped to the bookmarked page and read it to you.

"Tantric Kissing brings your makeout sessions to totally new, electric, and elevated levels. It allows you to experience flowing orgasmic energy with  outrageous passion between you and your kissing partner." He wiggled his brow and grinned.

Your panties were already wet.

"Jeongguk," you rubbed against him, "I'm more of a hands on learner. Why dont you teach me about it?"

You woke up in a great mood. Today was THE day! 

Jeongguk had left bright and early for rehearsal so you wouldn't see him until after the show tonight. 

Trying to distract yourself all day, your house had never been this clean. The anticipation building inside you was manifesting in your creamed panties. 

Y/N: Guk I'm gonna die...I cant wait any longer.

JK: Don't you dare touch yourself!

Y/N: You'd better take care of me

JK: I've got you baby girl.

JK: I changed the ending of Boy with Luv just for you...💜

Y/N: ?? Cant wait, see you soon.

He was a tease. Standing in the front row with your legs clamped together he danced for you.

Lifting his shirt, thrusting his hips, rolling his body, his hand falling conveniently over his cock. He knew exactly what he was doing. 

Almost at the finish line, you couldn't wait to get him home. The familiar ohs of Boy With Luv began and you watched as he flirted with you. You didn't want to wait, you wanted to be in the car already, getaway style. 

End...end...come on end...Boy with Luv…

He looked over his shoulder  directly at you and raised your two favorite fingers in the air. Holding the pose he winked and motioned with his head for you to get backstage. 

"Fucking finger guns Jeongguk? Do you want me to wet myself in public?" 

Not saying a word he grinned as he pulled you into a nearby green room and locked the door behind him. 

He backed you up animalisticly like you were prey until your legs found the edge of the couch.

"Guk..." 

He put his tattooed finger over you lips.  

You lay back on the couch as he knelt on the floor in front of you. 

Lifting your skirt he shook his head, "you haven't been wearing panties all night?"

You smiled sweetly and shrugged. 

Spreading you wide he went knuckle deep and pulled back out. "So fucking wet," he licked his finger. 

"Guk please, don't tease me anymore." Begging him, you were desperate to get off. 

He pushed his fingers into you and layed himself onto your chest. As his fingers stroked your sweet spot he whispered in your ear. 

"Remember the other day when we kissed for hours?"

You couldn't form sentences so you moaned in acknowledgment.

"How it felt like nothing else existed but us?" 

He lifted your leg to hit a deeper angle. 

"I want to give you that all the time." 

His lips moved warm and slow, his tongue dancing in your mouth as fireworks went off behind your eyes. His fingers, covered in cream were snuggly inside you, pressing, rubbing into a euphoric trance. He had you dizzy. 

His tongue swiped across your bottom lip, "can you cum for me?"  

You knew he was speaking but your brain couldn't decipher what the words were. 

As your hips involuntarily rose to press into his palm he increased his speed. Your legs were trembling and he knew it was imminant. Moving to the side he watched as pleasure took over and you released your cum onto the couch and the floor. 

"Thats my girl." 

Your head was reeling as you tried to regain your strength. He held out his hand to help you up. 

"Aren't you going to finish?" 

He pulled you into a hug, "Nope. I learnt a few things from my book, it's going to be a long night." 

He opened the door just as Jimin was walking by. Eyeing you both  suspiciously up and down he looked into the room. "Is everything okay? Why are you wet.. why's the floor wet?" 

Jungkook shrugged, "Sometimes we have waterfights."

[somersetmummy]

(A/N): This fic takes place immediately following book 1 chapter 11 (after being rescued by Sam from Sofia's closet). Not going to lie, I originally posted this monster fic (7000+ words) on Wattpad as a whole (my first fic, I didn’t know better!) so I’ve taken the opportunity to re-write and condense but thought it read better as two parts. 

Series/Pairing: The Nanny Affair (M!Sam Dalton x MC Katie Hide) 

Original characters - all property of PB: Katie Hide (MC), Sam Dalton, Mason & Mickey Dalton, Jenny Blake, Robin Flores (Part Two only)

New characters: (Present in Part Two) Serena-Rose Warren, Tessa Finch, Lucinda Hansen 

Rating/Content warning: 18+ Light sexual language

Word Count: 1880

Summary: Driving home together, Nanny Katie Hide and her boss Sam Dalton get a little hot and steamy after she receives an offer of a night out with the girls. 

Find Part Two here.

Part One -

The companionable silence within the car provides a stark contrast to the chaos of rush hour on the streets outside. Sam leisurely meanders through the traffic seemingly taking care not to rush the journey, enjoying a rare opportunity for the two of them to steal a fleeting moment to themselves. With their fingers laced together resting on his thigh, as his other commands control of the steering wheel, she steals a lingering glance in his direction relishing in the flutters which catch in her stomach as he notices her watching him. His lips curl into a comfortable smile in reply of her unspoken affection and it takes all his might to keep his eyes on the road.  

In the footwell below her feet the distant hum of a phone, neglected in her bag, buzzing faintly to itself punctuates the quiet once again, as it has been for the last ten minutes. Tired of being ignored, the buzzing transforms into a piercing ring causing its owner to startle and refocus. Untangling her fingers from Sam's she reaches down to collect it, her frustration at being interrupted quickly forgotten when she sees her friend's name on the home screen.  

"Finally!! So you are alive!" Jenny squeals down the phone without restraint.  The smirk on Sam's face is unmissable as he recognises the shrill voice on the other end of the phone. Katie returns his glance with an eye roll of her own as she braces herself for an interrogation.

"Ok, ok I get it, I'm here now. What's up?"

"You need to ask that gorgeous boss of yours to give you Friday night off, we're taking you out and I won't take no for an answer! It's about time we had a girls night, we've barely seen you since you've been living it up with that sex god."

Katie winces hoping Sam hadn't heard that last bit, subtlety was never Jenny's strong suit. She knows she doesn't need to consider her answer, just thinking of how much she's missed her friends the last few months sparks a pang of guilt deep in heart. A night free from the drama of fiancés, stolen glances and torturous longing sounds perfect.

"That actually sounds great Jen, I'll try my best to come. Aren't we pushing it to get a spot at any of the good places though if we're leaving it this late..."

Jenny scoffs, feigning disbelief that Katie would think she didn’t already have a master plan. If she wasn’t her best friend she’d feel a little insulted.

"You don't think I'm already all over that?! And I mean literally, I've got Josh on the case for us and I definitely got all over that!" 

The smugness in her voice carries her words and Katie can't help but giggle as she pictures how her unabashedly forward friend would've convinced her current flavour of the month Joshua Demarco, to use his connections to get them access to the hottest new bar in town. She'd no doubt that while a few flutters of eyelashes and some kind words would have sufficed, it was more likely that Jen would have insisted on giving him something more in return. And that something would most definitely not have been PG. 

As the more outgoing and vocal half of their partnership, Jenny has always had a way of charming everybody she meets, her connection with people is effortless, something which Katie finds both admirable and terrifying. 

While some could argue that Katie too could charm and impress people effortlessly, she is undoubtedly more comfortable in the background, observing and understanding how things work before weighing in. She notices the details, picking up on key points of conversation, getting to know people on a personal level and drawing on their connections to help assert herself. Jen needed to be visible at all times, she was like the sun, drawing people in to her warmth and reflecting her own energy back at them in return. 

"I'll leave it with you then Jen, just text me with the details and I'll see if I can make it. And I don't mean the steamy details of you and Josh, you can save those to share with me over cocktails!" Sam's intensely brooding gaze falls upon her, no doubt trying to glue together the pieces of conversation he'd just overheard. She turns to him realising he probably already suspects there’s a further story to be told. They’d not yet shared much about their lives beyond the penthouse but he’d heard enough to know that she could be easily influenced by her impulsive friend. 

"Jen I'd better go, speak soon."

Returning the phone to the depths of her bag, she catches Sam's eye, his expression warm but curious, clearly waiting for her to elaborate.

"Would you mind if I took the night off on Friday? Jen's asked if I can meet her and some friends, we haven't seen each other for ages...."

Unsure where the feeling comes from, the urge to say more rushes over her like a wave crashing on the shore. It’s the same as the feeling of nervousness she had that night a few weeks ago at the diner, almost like first date nerves. Perhaps, she realises,  they’ve resurfaced because her whole life has been tangled with his for the last few months, she's not really sure how to break out of it and step back into her own, or whether he'll let her. 

"Obviously I'll make sure I get the boys dinner sorted, the place tidy, laundry done and get them to bed before I head out....and I won't stay out late, I wouldn't want to cause any disruption....unless you've got any pressing work or meetings which means you'll be home late... I can cancel, I know it's short notice..."

"Woah, who are you, Cinderella?!"

The mirth in his tone instantly relaxes her as she realises he's only teasing. While attempting, and failing, to look defiant her nose inevitably crinkles, unable to contain the laughter bubbling to the surface at the silliness of her outburst. He leans over gently resting his hand on her knee to placate her, stroking her delicate skin with his thumb.

"Of course you should go out with your friends."

"Really?"

"Definitely." He continues, "as much as I would love to keep you to myself I know that you have a life of your own to live too and you, more than anyone, deserve to go out and enjoy yourself."

Sweeping his hand into her own, she gracefully brings it to her lips, tickling featherlight kisses along his knuckles.

"Thank you....but I don't know that you'd really want me to let my hair down if you knew how our girls nights usually play out..."

A wicked smile casts on her lips as she looks at him from under her long eyelashes, she continues to caress his hand, her lips teasing his skin with every word. He struggles to keep his eyes on the road, his mind racing with the many possible indiscretions which he imagines could take place on girls night, especially with Jenny at the helm. The visions in his mind entrance him and he can't decide whether he wishes he was part of them, or that she wasn't.

"I see, a bit of an every man for himself situation is it?!" 

He pulls her hand over to his lap where he secures it on his thigh under his own. His hope that by keeping his hand on hers he can keep her grounded to him before losing her to the inhibitions of the impending night out.

"Let's just say it'll be a hot mess of short skirts, high heels, cocktails and getting sweaty on the dance floor."

Realising that the car has come to a stop at a red light she turns to Sam looking him straight in the eye as she slides her hand brazenly up his thigh. She can feel his pants straining to contain what's growing within them while his chest visibly rises and falls more rapidly, struggling to control the pulsing hunger running through him. 

"But don't worry, we usually only break a few hearts".

Unable to restrain himself any longer, he launches across the centre console, holding her head in his hands and devouring her mouth with his hungry wet lips. She lets herself fall deeply into his kiss, smiling against him as she thinks to herself that she should ask for time off more often.

The light turns to green and then red again, disgruntled drivers behind sounding their horns in annoyance as the immaculate silver Audi blocks their path, but neither occupant notices as they loose themselves in one another.

Her gentle hands press against Sam's muscular chest, marvelling in the ripples beneath her fingers, before sliding them up into his hair pulling him deeper into the kiss. He keeps one hand firmly at the back of her neck, anchoring her to him while the other roams down the curves of her body, his thumb tweaking a now erect nipple before grasping at her hip.

Intruding on their entanglement, the sound of the in-car phone system echoes around the plush detailing of the car, with 'Home' appearing on the display. Breaking apart in surprise, they finally catch a breath. Sam rests his forehead intimately against hers as he gives the voice command to answer the call and Mason's innocent voice pours out of the speakers.

"Hey dad, are you gonna be home soon? We're staaarving." It's impossible for Katie not to break into a smile as she thinks about the boys at home with Carter, no doubt teaching him all sorts of tricks which she'd never let them get away with. Sam notices her thoughtful smile and matches it with his own as their minds work as one imaging the same scene. Their eyes once again meet as they resign themselves to the intimate moment being lost, instead committing it to memory to recall again when the urge to immerse themselves in thoughts of each other inevitably come to call.

"Yeah buddy, I've just picked up Katie and we're heading home now."

The smile in Mason's voice is evident as his tone becomes more upbeat. 

"Oh great, Katie's with you?...Hey Katie!"

"We missed you today, why'd you have to spend the day with Suck...I mean with Sofia anyways?!" Mickey interrupts, his fear of missing out pushing him to insert himself in the conversation.

Sam and Katie stifle their giggles at Mickey's slip of the tongue, aware of the microphone above their heads. Sam places a soft kiss on Katie's forehead before pulling away begrudgingly as she in turn adjusts her position, smoothing over her now crumpled skirt. 

"Hi boys, I missed you too. I was just helping her with some grown up work stuff, definitely not as fun as a day with you monkeys though.”

Much to the relief of the drivers behind them, Sam's already breezing through the now green light towards the penthouse, this time with more urgency as the sky above begins to melt into dusk.  

"How about your dad and I pick up some pizza on our way back...."

Without even a moments hesitation the twins excited voices burst through the speakers once again.

"Score!"

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[renee-writer]

Late! Chapter 23 Jeremiah James Fraser Mackenzie

“Ma!” She looks up from her medical journal where she was recording the cut she had just stitched up. One of the Campbell’s children had fell and cut his forehead open.

Sloan had been happily playing with some blocks his big sister Bree had made for him. Now he stands on his wobbly legs. She holds her breath as he looks at her, arms held out in front of him. He takes a hesitate step towards her just as his da walks in. He stops and stares. They are both now holding their breathes.

He doesn’t see his da which is good. He isn’t distracted. He keeps his eye on his ma as he takes another careful step, another, another, until he reaches her shaking arms. “Oh my baby!” she cries as she hugs him. Jamie enfolds them both in his arms.

“Da's braw lad!” He looks at Claire, tears running down his face. “Christ Claire!” She understands. It is a monent he didn’t get with Bree or William.

“I know.”

Roger runs in. Breathless and wide eyed. “Bree. It is time!” Claire immediately switches from one child to the other. From proud mam to healer. She hands Sloan to his da and hurries after Roger.

Brianna paces their small cabin in the grips of a contraction. Claire waits it out. When her daughter can speak, Claire asks her how close. “Around 4 minutes. I didn’t wamt to take you away from Sloan until I had too.”

“It is alright Bree. Labor is natural. All I will be doing is monitoring it and helping the child into the world.”

“Right! Oh God! Here it comes again!” She takes her hands.

“Look at me Bree. Breath with me.” She tries until she reaches the crest. She starts to panic. “Almost there. Stay with me Bree.” When it is over, she leads her to the bed to check her. Scrubbing her hands to her elbow with hot water Roger already had ready, she then lifts up her skirts.

“Is she close?” Roger asks.

“A moment Roger.” She slips her clean hand inside her. “Bree, you are already at seven.”

“Good.”

“Very.” But she knows the worst is to come. “As long as you can walk, it will help. Let's get you down to your shift.” They do right before the next one hits.

“Oh mother of God! F*ck this hurts!” Claire just holds her and lends her, her support. No breathing truly helps this stage. It is brutal but thankfully brief. Five more contractions like that and she tells her she needs to push.

“Roger, get behind her.” Claire kneels before her daughter on the same birthing stool that had seem Sloan and Germain into the world. She looks between her daughter’s quivering thighs. A tuft of red hair greets her. “Bree, I can see the hair. Push.” She does, squeezing tight to Roger's hands. “Good. Grab a breath and again.” Each push shows more of the baby's red locks.

Ten minutes later.

“Good. I see the forehead. Just a few more.”

“I can't. Momma. I can’t.”

“You can. You are.”

The door swings open and Jamie enters. “The bairn is with the Bugs. I wanted tae..” He trails off at the sight. “I will just.” He backs up.

“Daddy!” he stops, stunned. “I need you.” Claire smiles and nods. He steps all the way into the room and by his daughter's side.

“I am here a leanen. How can I help?”

“Just stand by me. I know I can do this with you, Roger, and momma here.”

“Good. Push Bree.” She does and Claire catches the baby's emerging head. She gently holds it as her next push brings the baby's startled face out. “Pant Bree.” She sucks the baby's nose and mouth out. “Now one more.” She finds the last of her energy and does. A shoulder, a turn, another and the child slips into his grandma's hands. She looks down on him, quickly evaluating.

“Momma?”

“Jamie come.” He hurries over, afraid. But Claire is smiling. “Do you want to tell your daughter and Roger Mac what they have?”

“A son. A strong braw lad!” She then lifts him into Bree's arms. The cord, still now, is tied and cut.

“A son. He is alright.”

“He is.” She tells Roger. Bree just holds him with tears leaking down her face.

She and the baby are cleaned up and tucked into bed. She starts him nursing and winces at the pain that goes through her .

“I know but it helps the uterus shrink down.” Her momma says in sympathy.

“Do you have a name?” Jamie asks. He is overwhelmed. First Sloan’s first steps, then Bree calling him Daddy, now a red haired grandson.

“Yes, he is Jeremiah James Fraser Mackenzie. We will call him Jemmy.”

“Brianna.” Jamie can't say more past the lump in his throat. His family, wife, daughters, sons, and now grandson. He looks to Claire who is as equally teary eyed. We did so good, their eyes say.

The End.

[minhoslut]

♡ summary: Y/N is a fairy in a world of magic hating humans, who moves into a house with seven young men after being kicked out of her old dorm. She learns about all their secrets while hiding hers for as long as she can. Lots of parties, games, sex and maybe even love.

♡ pairing: ot7 x fem!reader, fem!reader x various idols

♡ chapter:  1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | ? |

♡ series warnings: alcohol consumption, blood mention, drug use, mxm, fxf, threesome, foursome, orgy, swearing, anxiety, depression, past trauma, past abuse

♡ series genre: fluff, smut, slight angst

♡ series rating: R

♡ word count: 3417

♡ posted on: AO3

♡ chapter five: we like to party

♡ A/N: the smut arrives uwu

After breakfast, you decided to go for a run in the forest to help get rid of some of the excited energy you were bursting with. Wearing a dusty rose sports bra with matching capris leggings , you began stretching in the backyard. It was nice to be so close to nature, it made your magic tingle and the instinct to release your wings was strong. You sighed at the thought, it was so fucked that magical creatures couldn’t just be part of society, usually they just lived a little differently, no harm done. Yeah sometimes they did bad things, but so did humans! They are so jealous and scared of things that are different though. You clicked your tongue and took a few deep breaths before heading into the woods.

The birds were calling to each other in the trees, and everything smelled fresh. When you reached the lake with the waterfall you stopped to take a dip, stripping naked and slipping into the cool water. Diving down to the bottom, you laid across the sand and relaxed in the silence. You had always loved being deep underwater, just sitting or lying down and being surrounded by silence. You didn't like being alone though, so when you were younger you would create a water being to talk to and play with. Silently, you wished that you could share things like this with someone, but humans can't hold their breath as long as fairies can so you'd just be outing yourself.

An idea struck you as you looked up at the surface and realized how deep the lake was, a smile crossing your lips. Standing up, you released your wings into the water and sighed in relief. Flying was a no, but at least they could be unfurled. The silver, blue and gold flecks in your wings sparkled in the water, refracting light all around you. They wouldn't get wrecked in the water, despite what some human tales of fairies said, you weren't a butterfly after all.

You fluttered your wings a little bit, creating a small current in the water. It was so freeing to be able to have your wings out, you closed your eyes and flapped your wings hard, making the water rush around you. Jumping up, you burst from the lake and brought your wings back in before falling back into the water. You swam some laps and explored the depths of the lake for a while until you began to get bored. Pulling yourself up on the shore and shaking yourself dry, you redressed and ran back to the house.

~

"Hey Y/N!" Taehyung greeted you from the deck where he was stringing some lights up. "Need any help Tae? Can I call you that?" You asked as you joined him, "For sure as long as I can call you N/N!" He said a grin on his face. You laughed and agreed, holding the nails for him while he hammered the lights to the side of the house. "Do you take these down every week or are they new?" You questioned as you handed him another nail. "We had some up but they kinda got broken... So we just got around to replacing them haha." His answer was vague but you didn't push, not like it mattered much anyway.

"Tae come in for lunch- Y/N you're back! You come too~" Jimin said sweetly, poking his head out the back door. Returning the nails to their bin you wiped your hands on your pants and headed inside, taking a seat at the table next to Jungkook. Jin and Namjoon placed plates of steaming dumplings on the table and everyone sat to enjoy their late lunch together.

"After lunch, Kook and Yoongi, can you guys start setting up the music stuff, and Jin, Hobi and I will do drink/food prep, Y/N, you and Tae continue doing outside! Sound good?" Namjoon said as he began clearing dishes from the table now that everyone was done eating. Various words of agreement were exchanged as you all headed to your assigned areas of setup. You collected the nails once again and followed Tae along the side of the house. When the two of you had finished with the lights you moved onto setting up some chairs and a pong table.

You ran inside to grab some cases of beer to keep by the pong table, bumping into Hoseok as you go. "Sorry~" You called sending him a smile as you went, getting a cute dimple smile in return. Cute dimple. "Tae~ Is this the right stuff?" You asked walking up to him as he set up the triangles of cups. "Yeah, just set it underneath for now." He responded, taking a case from you and shoving it under the table. "What next?" You questioned stretching your arms while Taehyung grabbed his phone out of his pocket to check the time.

"Well it's near dinner so let's see if everyone else is finished with their jobs." He suggested, linking his arm with yours and pulling you inside. "Anybody need help finishing up?" You shouted as you grabbed two glasses and filled them with water from the fridge before handing one to Taehyung. A bunch of no's echoed through the house in response to you, so you began pulling burger buns out and cutting them. "Ooh are you gunna make us burgers?" Taehyung asked coming to sit at the bar, leaning his elbows on the table and propping his head in his hands.

"Yes cute boy, I am! I'm excited for the party so I don't want many dishes~" You told him while you prepped the patties and toppings, cutting various vegetables up and placing them on a plate. He laughed at your nickname for him and rose from his seat to help you by setting the table and lighting the barbeque. Once it was hot enough you put the burgers on and turned on some music while they were cooking. "Are you surprised? It’s like bubblegum pop, because I broke all the rules, because I’m going to show you the real me, really really me, I’m a cherry on top yeah~" You sang along to ITZY  as you flipped the burgers.

The smell of the barbeque lured the six men to the table when they had finished their tasks. "Damn what smells so fuckin' good?" Jungkook said as he entered, "Y/N made burgers~" Taehyung answered from his seat at the table where he was getting his bun ready. "Y/N remind me to wife you up." Jungkook said as he sat down, you laughed at his comment and shook your head, bringing the now cooked patties into the kitchen. "Let's eat!" You said, a smile set upon your lips.

~

When everyone had finished eating, Taehyung cleared away the dishes and everyone split off to their own rooms to get ready. You pulled out various options for tonights outfit, and stripped out of your current clothing, sliding into a silky pink robe with fur trim on its sleeves . Dress, skirt, or pants… You scanned through what you had pulled out and sorted them into groups. A knock at the door pulled you away from the piles of fabric, “Come in~” Namjoon opened the door and stepped in. “Hey Y/N, uh, just wanted to give you the lowdown of the party rules of sorts, but if you’re not ready I can wait-”

You interrupted him with a wave of your hand. “I wouldn’t have let you in if I wanted to wait.” You said smiling at him. “Ok, sure, well, the only real rule is don’t take anyone to someone else's bedroom.” Nodding, you turned back to your clothes, “Joon, can I call you that? Should I wear a skirt, dress or pants?” He came and stood beside you, “Uh, dress? And of course you can, we are friends after all.” Hearing him say that made the smile on your lips blossom into a full grin. "Thanks Joon~ I'll see you in a bit."

Now that you had narrowed it down to dresses thanks to Namjoon, you were able to pick your party look. A longsleeved off the shoulder white top with black trim layered underneath a black dress with two zippers down the whole thing and chain straps attached by a hoop . Popping in some silver hoop earrings and brushing our hair, you moved to the mirror. Lip Gloss, brow gel and a simple cat eye wing and you were set. You surveyed yourself in the full body mirror, checking your outfit and unzipping the bottom half of the dress. "Okay sexy, let's get some!"

~

You bumped into Hoseok first, when you had come down to the second floor. He was wearing a classic white t-shirt tucked into light blue straight leg jeans with a frayed hem, cinched with a black belt and a back crossbody bag with white polka dots across his chest. A simple silver chain hung around his neck and tied everything together. "Hey Hobi! You look really good! Ready to get some chicks?" You ruffled his peachy blonde locks, making Hoseok laugh and shake his head. "May I escort you to the dance hall, princess?" Stifling a laugh, you took his offered arm, "I'll allow it, sir knight."

Jin and Jimin were putting away anything breakable in the living room when you entered with Hoseok. Jin was wearing an oversized white t-shirt tucked into belted black jeans  and Jimin was in a wide neck black tee tucked into black skinny jeans with rips at the knee, a black belt and a silver chain with a long silver tooth on it . "Looking good~ You guys know how to lure in people, huh?" You whistled taking them in. Jimin ran a hand through his black hair and Jin blew a kiss your way. "Says you!" Jungkook said as he and Namjoon entered the room.

Jungkook was fixing the pale pink button-up he had over top of a white tee with a black design on it. His jeans were light blue skinnies with rips at the knees, a black belt holding the in place. Namjoon wearing navy blue slacks with a shimmery peach short-sleeved button-up tucked into them, the top button undone. "Knock out after knock out huh, do they put something in your water here?" You joked, "You've obviously been drinking it too Y/N~" Yoongi teased coming to stand by you, dressed in ripped blue jeans, an oversized tan shirt, and a purple and black flannel overtop.

"Well then, let’s get started!" Jin said clapping his hands and heading to the kitchen, "Shots! To kick off the night and welcome Y/N to our home officially!" Hoseok cheered following after Seokjin. The rest of you also joined them and Jin poured out eight tequila shots, everyone prepped their lemon slices and salted their thumbs. "To Y/N!" Namjoon cheered, the same praise echoed by the six others before you all took your shots.

Soon after your celebratory shot, people began to show up to the house, welcomed by the boys who quickly introduced you to them. The music was turned up and the rooms were quickly filled with people, drinking and laughing. There were so many stunning people in the room, you surveyed them as you sipped your drink, pleasantly buzzed by this point. You noticed Jin speaking with a girl on the deck and began making your way over to them.

The girl has wavy long bleach blonde hair and eyes that were somehow round and sharp all at once. She was wearing a black crop tank top, a pair of black cargo pants and a chunky choker with a big silver hoop on it. There were several chains hanging across her pants, as well as some joining the choker on her neck, and a black belt with silver cut-outs was cinching her waist in. It was a simple but sexy ensemble and you were captivated.

"Hi~" You said coming into their conversation, "Hey Y/N! This is Chungha, Chungha, Y/N." Jin introduced the two of you and excused himself to the washroom. "You look amazing tonight, Chungha! I love the vibe." You said in a flirting tone, touching her wrist softly. "Mm, I could say the same to you Y/N. You're their new roomie, right?" Nodding, you twirled your white hair cutely, "Do you come to these often?" You questioned, "Pretty much every weekend haha. I like coming to dance with people." Dance huh? "I love dancing as well! I'm glad people seem to actually dance at their parties~" You chuckled.

"Well then how about we get on the dance floor?" Chungha grabbed your hand and pulled you into the house, holding your body against hers as you danced together. She kept her hands on your waist, swaying with you and grinding your bodies together. Your hands were around her neck and the distance between you was getting smaller by the second. Someone came up behind you and pressed themselves against your back. Turning, Seokjins deep brown eyes locked with yours and you pulled his arm over your shoulder.

The three of you danced together as you moved lithely between them, passion thick in the air between you. Chungha pulled you into her and kissed you hard, her lips soft and warm, tasted like cherries. A second pair of lips connected with your exposed neck causing a soft moan made its way out of your mouth and into the kiss with Chungha. It was obviously Jin who was kissing your neck, you could feel him holding you closer, his cock pressed against your ass.

Chungha pulled out of your dance floor makeout sesh and took your hand in her right and Seokjins hand in her left. She led you both up the stairs to what you assumed to be Jins room, kissing you again when you had all entered the room. "Are you both ok with this?" She asked between kisses. You looked at Seokjin and nodded, "Yes." You both answered truthfully, excitement and arousal tinging your voices.

"Strip for us baby girl~" Chungha said sitting on the bed and pulling Seokjin down beside her, a delicate hand on the bulge in his pants, giving slight pressure to encourage his arousal further. You unzipped your dress slowly, pulling the zipper all the off and shimmying out, tossing it into a corner. Now you were left standing in your top and a black mesh thong with rhinestone straps,  you kept your eyes on them both as you crossed your arms and peeled the top off of your body, letting your breasts bounce out.

Your nipples hardened at the coolness of the air, and you plopped yourself into Chunghas lap, "Please warm me up~" You breathed, lips almost touching the shell of her ear. "Patience, baby." She flipped you over and left you lying on the bed, "Touch yourself while you watch us." It was more of a demand than anything, but you complied easily, one hand running across the mesh of your panties and one on your sensitive nipple.

Your eyes followed as Chungha stripped Jin naked and began to stroke his now rock hard cock, making lewd sounds tumble from his lips. "Mm, I know you like being watched big boy, should we give her more of a show?" Chungha released Jin and began to take her own clothes off. You arched your back and fondled your boobs as you stared at Chunghas body, clad in a matching lingerie set. It was leopard print bra and thong with two sets of straps to hold it together and the bra which consisted of two strips of the leopard print fabric, barely holding her in. A big silver hoop sat just above her pelvis connected to the straps, and another on her bra between her breasts .

Seokjin let out an audible "fuck" as Chungha knelt in front of him and took the tip of his cock into her mouth. Your eyes never wandered as she slowly engulfed his full length, making him throw his head back and moan deeply. You whined from your spot on the bed, wanting to join in on the fun. Chungha pulled out slowly, letting the head out of her mouth with a wet 'pop.' "Oh? Impatient little slut aren't you~" She purred, still pumping Jins length. releasing it, she stood up and led Jin to the bed, "Lay down Jinnie."

Jin laid on the bed flat and Chungha came up onto the bed to join you both. "Suck his dick, nice and slow for me," She directed you, pushing your head over to his cock, "and Jin, you better make me cum with that smooth-talking mouth of yours." Stripping out of her lingerie, she positioned herself above his mouth. You took his cock in your mouth, tongue flat, and moaned around it as you deepthroated him.

The taste of precum coated your mouth, making you drool even more. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the room and Chunghas breathy moans were like an angels chorus, turning you on even more. Your cunt was begging for attention and your fingers rubbing yourself through your panties just wasn't enough. You bobbed on Jins cock and hollowed your cheeks as you pulled off. Licking around the head, you swirled your tongue and cupped his balls as you did so. Chunghas moans got louder, you lifted your eyes and watched as she rode Jins face through her orgasm.

"Y/N you lie down now and get those panties off." Chungha ordered, moving off of Seokjins mouth. You laid down supine near the edge of the bed, with your knees bent and pulled your thong off. Anticipation was radiating throughout the room, Jin hopped off the bed and stood at your feet. Chungha climbed on top of you, laying down on you and hooking her legs on either side. Your breasts were pushed up against hers, making you moan and she started kissing you again.

You felt the head of Jins dick slide across your dripping folds before pushing it between your and Chunghas soaked cunts. The three of you moaned together as Jin picked up his pace fucking between you both and hitting your clits just right. You kissed along Chunghas neck, her skin soft and warm. She, in turn, sucked hickies along your neck and chest, licking at your nipples as her mouth roamed. "Fuck her." Chungha gave the command and Jin followed, his thick girth was thrust into your tight pussy.

Seokjins name tumbled from your lips in a mantra as he fucked your roughly, all while Chungha continued to suck and nip at your skin. Suddenly, Chungah pulled off of you and moved up to hover above your kiss swollen lips. "Can you do two things at once like a good girl?" She cooed, seduction dripping from her tone. You mewled out a yes and licked across her pretty pussy. You inserted two fingers inter her core and pumped while you sucked on her clit, curling your fingers to hit the right spot. Hearing her moan your name encouraged you further as you tried to stay focused with Jin snapping his hips into you roughly.

"I-I'm close." You heard Seokjin say breathlessly, "It's safe cum inside~" You whined, not wanting him to stop, the knot in your stomach getting close to coming undone. He started rubbing your clit and you arched your back, fucking Chungha harder with your fingers. "Let's cum together, now." Chungha purred and just like that you could feel her thighs shaking around you. Jins hot seed filled you up perfectly, and you were brought to your peak as he continued fucking you through his own orgasm.

Jin pulled out slowly, causing you to moan wantonly as his cum leaked out and mixed with your own. Your lips were glistening covered in Chunghas cum, it tasted amazing. "Mm, thanks you two~ Let's get you cleaned up." Chungha said getting off of you and hopping down off the bed. She pulled her clothes back on and left the room, returning with a warm cloth which she used to wipe you down. You saw Seokjin grabbing new boxers and a big t-shirt, which he handed to you once you were wiped clean. You thanked him as he grabbed his own set and slid under the covers, beckoning you to join him, which you did. Chungha blew you both a kiss as she left, and then everything went fuzzy.