#Take a Seat

[cruella1989]

What do you think they’re talking about?

[teacherdespair]

Spooky Masters relate.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Take It Slow

A sequel to Take a Seat

Warnings: allusions to mafia/crime, intimidation, suggestions of verbal and mental abuse, toxicity.

This might just be a drabble, but I'd appreciate a reblog and some feedback! You are loved and appreciated. ❤️❤️❤️❤️

You sit in a haze. You try not to twitch at the prodding beneath you, the obvious delight of your keeper. Thor’s arm wraps around your middle as he holds you in place, making himself your seat, your throne as he proclaimed boldly to Travis’ face. He won’t forgive you for this one, you’ve humiliated him.

Yet, you can hardly worry about that. You can only wonder how this night will end. Will this brute of a man laugh and let you go? It must all be a joke, similar to a hazing, he is testing his man, that’s all. So you will face the consequences of his ploy.

You wiggle uncomfortably as you keep your head down. It’s humiliating how he continues to beckon men to his table, chatting as if your aren’t even there, his arm hooked firmly around you to keep you from escape. He way his hand runs up and down your side, at times venturing down your thigh. You shift again and he groans.

“This one is getting impatient,” Thor chuckles as he brings his hand up the front of your dress and tickles your throat, “as am I. Leave us,” he commands away another man in black, “I think this night over.”

The man leaves and Thor pulls his hand away to snap in the air. Another approaches, the black-haired one Travis told you was the boss’s brother. You stare at the table.

“Brother, clear this place out,” he says, “and see if you can’t find Mallory.”

The slender man takes his order but not without a grumble. He struts away and Thor turns back to kiss your crown, growling as he inhales the scent of your hair, bowing to press his lips to your shoulder. You assume he will hand you back to Travis now so you can spend the night in his wrath.

“What a prize I’ve claimed this night,” Thor rumbles and turns you in his lap, “I see you are tired, kitten, so let me find you a bed.”

He scoops you up in his arms and you squeak in surprise as he stands. He is much taller than you expect. You glance around and he chuckles, bending his knees as he angles you towards the table. You take his intent and reach for your clutch.

“I... what about Travis--”

“Say his name one more time, kitten, and I will have be certain to make him nothing more than a memory,” he girds and fire crawls up your body. His tone is dangerous and his strength is obvious in his easy hold on you. “Forget your old life, sweetheart, I will give you a new one. A better one.”

Your lips part and you close them. You’re too afraid to ask why? Why you? Is this still a game? He can’t mean a life, maybe only a night.

“He doesn’t deserve you and you deserve much better,” Thor purrs as he carries you across the room.

“I...” you murmur into nothing. This cannot be real. 

You fall into silence. Not so much accepting as terrified. A man this big, this powerful, is not to be defied. You are in his territory. Travis was right, he shouldn’t have brought you here.

Thor carries you across the lobby of the hotel and angles to hit the elevator button. He stands and waits as you stare at the golden doors. They part and he steps on, turning as he keeps you steady in his arms.

“Top floor, sweetheart,” he says.

You hesitate before you reach out and hit the button. It lights up at your touch and the doors close. You shiver as you rescind your arm against your chest.

“Cold?” He wonders coyly, “I’ll be happy to warm you up, kitten.”

You dip your chin down, horrified by his suggestion. He is not an unattractive man, he is tall, blonde, and well-defined. Any woman, yourself would swoon over him, and yet the situation has you locked in terror.

“Why are you so afraid?” He asks as he nuzzles your hairline, “have I been unkind so far?”

You shake your head, the edges of your vision glossy with the threat of tears.

“So why cower and hide away? I mean only to worship you, kitten.”

You inhaled and clasp onto your purse tightly, stilling the tremble in your, “I... I don’t know.”

“Was he such a man that you would laugh at the idea of me? The way he spoke to you, the way he dragged you around as nothing more than an accessory, I saw no man,” the elevator dings and he steps off, “I saw lesser than you should have.” He stride breezily down the hall to the corner suite, “I will be your king.”

He stops before the door and his chest puffs out, “the door key is in my jacket, would you mind?”

You stare at his collar then let go of your clutch. You slip your hand beneath his blazer and feel the firm muscle beneath his satin shirt, the top button open. You twist around to feel the inside pocket and slip the card free with two fingers. You retract and reach for the door. He lowers you so you can slide the card through.

The censor flashes green and he moves you closer. You turn the handle without prompt and he carries you within. He kicks the door shut with his heel and the snap of it makes you flinch. He marches around the suite, and airy front room with a full bar and sofas, opening onto a high balcony with lights. 

He turns through a doorway to the bedroom and takes you to the bed. You brace yourself for the drop, closing your eyes and tensing. How many times had Travis tossed you back so you bit your tongue?

He lays you on the mattress gently and slips his arms out from under you. You slowly open your eyes and look up at him. You sit up as he takes your clutch and sets it on the glass console table near the wall. He rolls his shoulders and groans, slipping free of his jacket.

“What do you expect, my queen? That I should throw you around like a ragdoll? I should mistreat you as that worm must’ve? I feel how you steel yourself. How you wait for me to hurt you,” he faces you as he drapes his jacket over the velvet chair paired with the sleek desk, “it is not my intent to offer anything but delight.”

He comes to stand at the foot of the bed, “you are tense, you could use a hot bath. And in those shoes,” he peers down at your strappy heels, “you must be aching for it.”

You are put off by his suggestion, more innocent than he means. You glance down and tuck your feet back so your skirt hides them. You shrug and rub your naked arm, “I...”

“Kitten, you do not need permission. You say it and I will make it so,” he brings his hand up under your chin, “come, let us wash away this night.”

He squeezes your jaw and you stand. You wave as you’re trapped in his allure. Your eyes cling to his oceanic blue irises, sinking into them as his hand drifts down your neck. His other tickles along your stomach and to your shoulder. He slips the straps of your dress down your arms and guides the fabric down your figure. You quiver at the brush of his rough fingertips. 

He reaches around you smoothly to unhook your strapless bra. It falls away as you gasp. His eyes follow it to the floor and he lowers himself to one knee, then the other. He brings his hand around your heel and unclasps the buckle of your shoe. He wiggles your foot free and you stand flat, then he removes the other heel and tosses them aside.

He puts his head straight and leans forward, kissing the front of your panties as he looks up at you. You gape down at him as your body tingles. Another wave flows over you, guilt; betrayal. What would Travis think?

He frames your hips and rolls your panties down your legs. You don’t stop him. His touch grazes your legs and you step out of the dainty fabric. He takes your hand as he gets back to his feet. He tugs on your arm as he turns and guides you away from the bed. Your skin speckles with goosebumps as you enter a spacious bathroom with a square hot tub in the corner.

He leads you to the tub and lets you go. He bends to flip up the faucet and turns it to adjust the temperature. You watch his back as his shoulders stretch the satin tautly. He rises and faces you as he plucks at the buttons.

You stare dumbly at him as he undresses. His muscles are thick but defined, his fingers move lithely, his jaw sets as his eyes blaze back at you. He drops his shirt then bends to pull off his shoes. He undresses, piece by piece, never looking away. 

As he pushes down the elastic of his briefs, he has no shame. He is wanting. You try not to look as he smirks and reaches for you. He takes you by the wrist and steers you toward the tub. Without a word, he urges you in ahead of him. He climbs over the side and puts your back to him, lowering you both into the basin. 

He leans you against his hard torso and his hands rove and wander over yours, tickling, stroking, cupping as a tremor rolls through you. He purrs and twitches against your back. His hands never stop moving, eager to explore, eager for more.

[the-ultimate-obsessive-fangirl]

Family dinners

Elijah: ah y/n niklaus nice of you to finally join us please take a seat

Y/N: I'll get this side you get the other

Y/N+Klaus:*starts lifting up a bench*

Kol: what are you doing?

Klaus: he said to take a seat........

[youaremystar1024]

My Sweet Juice

Part. 2

Pairing: Wooyoung Idol!Bf!×Y/N afab! Reader

♡ SMUT! MDNI! Wooyoung turned you down on your date again because of his packed schedule. So you decided to putaket matters into your own hands, but guess who overheard everything?

Part 1 here!

(This is just my pure delusion sopls bear with me 🐻 )

Wooyoung watched you swallow up your cup of refreshment. The he spoke

Jagiya...Do you still have juices left for me?

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You nearly spat out your drink after hearing those sudden words. You stared at him blankly, trying to process the unexpected question. You didn't even notice how your face turned beet red and how your thong, that is still wrapped around your core... got wetter and wetter. Oh you had a bad feeling about this.

Babe..Dont ignore me

He walked over to the kitchen and sneaked his arms around your waist. You shuddered at the contact from your boyfriend. His grip on your hips tightened and that's when you felt his...bulging boner, so hard and needy. The way he pressed it against your thigh like a manwhore. And these simple touches were turning you on like crazy.

Wooyoung latched his lips on your neck, decorating your skin in love bites, forcing soft moans to slip out of your mouth. Then he moved upwards, nibbling and biting your ear between his sharp teeth. He whispered,

you know how hard it was for me to keep quiet, hearing you make those sweet sounds. just. for. me.

AND that was the end of you. A sudden heat of passion hit you, then you crushed your lips into his. He was sweet and addictive, making you crave his flavour more and more. Hah...nnh Drops saliva slid out of your mouth. Unghh...uh Your hot and steamy pants filled up the atmosphere

After a few minutes of passionate makeout, you both pulled away, strings of saliva connecting you two. You removed your hands from his face, slipping down just until you reached his waistband.

Can I?

He nodded then you slipped your hand down through the tight clothing. His cock immediately reacted to your touch, twitching and leaking in your palm. You rubbed him up and down and gave his balls a few light squeezes, which sent shivers straight up his spine. You undressed him quickly and kneeled right before him. You watched with hungry eyes of a hunter. He sure is veiny, lines decorating his cock in the most appetizing way. Oh you are going to suck your baby so good tonight. His member shuddered as more gluey precum spilled out of his slit. You gently wrapped your hands around his base. Your fingers skipped teasingly on his side while traveling up to his slit, giving Wooyo the best stimulation. Then you pressed your tongue on his angry tip. His flavour and his essence swirled around your mouth, making you more horny for him. You quickly pushed your head down, swallowing his whole. Wooyoung sighed out of relief as you slowly bobbed your head around his shaft, made sure to wrap him perfectly with your plump, kissable lips. When you finally found the right pace, you could tell that Wooyoung was soon reaching his climax by the way his moans turned more whiny and high pitched. Before he could yell out another groan, you pulled out. Wooyoung sighed,

ahhh c-come back y/n

You looked up at him, his eyes were filled with lust. You swore he could've cried if you really left him.

But no honey, bad boys don't deserve to cum

Then you backed up and undressed right infront of your lover. He gasped at the sight. You wore a matching black lingerie set. Your bra hugged your breast perfectly, and the crotchless panties...are Wooyoung's favourite. The chain of pearls glistened under your coat of arousal. The delicate strings of lace wrapped around your hips tightly. You looked so beautiful that if you were a star, you would be the brightest one. Wooyoung stared at you, his dick got harder as more cum dripped down his shaft.

Oh girl, I really want to fuck you until your juices run out.

You gulped, then you sat on the table, spreading your legs open for him to see. You dipped your slender fingers between your folds, sending shudders through your body. You rubbed yourself, spreading your arousal on your pussy as your pretty hole clenched, seeking for a long dick to wrap around. You could feel your orgasm creeping up after its countless visit tonight. Then you peeked at your boyfriend,

Maybe if Youngie makes me feel good, then I will forgive him. Do you think he can do that?

Of course y/n

Good. Now lay on the floor.

He did exactly as told then he took a deep breath. You were hovering right above his chest which gave your boyfriend the perfect view of your delicious pussy. His large eyes never left your body, he held eye contact with you just so he could mesmerize your beauty.

...Please sit on my face y/n. Use me as your chair.

You nearly fell at his words. Why is this brat so filthy, when did he start speaking like that. You're not complaining though 😌 So you lowered your core closer to his face.

No. Baby, don't worry, sit on me. If I get suffocated, I want to be between your thighs-,

Wooyoung finished his sentence with a tiny smirk. He knew damn well the effect his words have on you.

Your pussy reacted faster than your brain could. As you felt another wave of arousal oozing out of your entrace. Making you blush like a hot mess after sitting your ass completely on his handsome face.

Wooyoung used his hands to spread your lips apart, to let his sly tongue reach your nectar easier. That muscle never stopped licking. He moved along your folds and made sure to treasure every part of your core. You couldn't help but clench pathetically around the tip of his tongue, welcoming him everytime it entered your pink walls. Just when you felt too overstimulated, Wooyo had to nuzzle his face deeper into you. And that gave his long nose the perfect access to stimulate your sensitive clit. You moaned out his name after his sudden attack,

WOOYOUNGnnnh. D-don't do that-t, It's nnn too sensitive right now, stoppp

The way you felt his smile form under you. And after hearing "stop", he understood perfectly well that it is only polite to do the exact opposite.

His filthy words and touches continued for the next couple minutes until you, yourself began rutting against Wooyoung's face uncontrollably, especially his fucking hot nose.

Oohh, she's getting close

This sentence sent vibrations straight up and deep into you. You were moaning and desperate, trying to cum after multiple tries thinking about your lover.

To make your orgasm more intense, the nasty boy had an idea. He decided to stuff both of his fingers into your abused pussy just so he can feel your walls twitch with each thrust.

Oh man, he really knows how make you lose yourself. With no warning, splashes of cum poured out of your cunt and onto Wooyoung's face. At the same time you felt his declined release hit your exposed back, painting ypur figure like a piece of artwork in splatters of white. You whined and panted, making these heavenly sweet moans. Your boyfriend licked up your juices hungrily as he sucked on your used and swollen clit. You couldn't resist but pull on his hair for support until the man finished eating you out. When you removed your body, the expression on his face could make you orgasm again. His perfect facial features were covered in your delicious slick, making his face shine under the lights. He glided his tongue along his annoying smirk one last time,

Mmm, y/n my beautiful...thankyou for the meal ;3

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[vertigoartgore]

Krakoa's Quiet Council by Mike Deodato Jr. (Powers of X #1 cover).

[navybrat817]

Can we all agree if Sugar was in the kitchen baking something special just for Hottie (no, he can't help) that he would walk in with a pillow and lay on the floor?

"What are you doing?"

"Waiting for you to take a break and sit on my face."

I mean. Stud would do the same thing. Happy FriYAY, lovelies. ❤️🔥❤️

[allthedesiredusernamesaretaken]

... take a seat ...

[teathattast]

Ooh-ooh

There's a will (there's a will)

There's a way (there's a way)

Sometimes words just can't explain (can't explain)

This is real (this is real)

I'm afraid (I'm afraid)

I guess this time there's just no hiding, fighting

You make me restless

[thatmanchris]

Someone come massage my legs for me please. They’re tired after the workout 😮‍💨

[patriciastrike]

Take a seat, please.

[weepingfoxfury]

Do take a seat and I'll light the invisible candles.

Will you take tea? There are no cups ... and no teapot either for that matter ... but, help yourself ... one imaginary lump of sugar or two?

And by all means take a few of the non existent biscuits, there are many absent flavours.

Nighttime teatime is a rather different affair you see. Happens both frequently and infrequently ... usually on the variegated days of the week.

What's that you say? You can't stay? Too bad, so sad.

But do call again when the moon is fat, the paths slippery and when your mind cannot make itself up at all ...

[lakestar45]

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