#ah! the way i am sobbing and crying into my pillow this is so beautiful and lovely! and i sob ✨🥺

[kelbies-fandom-locker]

Beautiful. And yess they give me Peeta and kaniss vibes too

I heavily headcanon that Sabine suffers from insomnia and don't have a doubt in my mind that there were likely several nights she spent not wanting to sleep because of dreams/nightmares/memories of Ezra disappearing, Kanan's death, the loss of her family, her home on Knownst and Mandalor, etc. 🥲 (Filoni, sir, please, I beg you, give my girl a break and some therapy 🥺).

So, I made this as a thought-idea of Ezra and Sabine sharing his bed in his Noti-home after being reunited and spent time talking and sharing what they have been up to. Eventually, Ezra sleeps, but Sabine likely takes some time— with a multitude of different things going through her mind,,,

However, most prominent is just the fear that if she sleeps, Ezra won't be there when she wakes and everything that has happened has just a cruel dream :(

BUT! The best man's will not allow that >:( He also holds her and does a Keldebe kiss in reassurance ;;w;; ah they give me such,,,, Peeta/Katniss vibes and it hurts even more feeling this parallel I have created;;0;;

Hope y’all enjoy 😊🙌🏼 they are mis meow meows and am so grateful for the kindness of this community 🧡��💙

[venusbby]

hii! what would the reactions of bllk boys be if they found their s/o being insecure about their body? you can do scenarios or hcs or anything! :D

my first request i am absolutely sobbing .

since it wasn't specified which characters, i just wrote for the first bllk characters i thought of when it came to this idea. thankyou for requesting! <333

♡ characters: isagi yoichi, itoshi sae, kunigami rensuke ♡ warnings: mentions of insecurities, crying (not too detailed) gender of the reader isn't really specified, not proofread.

ISAGI YOICHI ☆

this man is heartbroken

and also very very confused

though isagi is always so understanding, he kind of does miss the point of your insecurity at first

because to him you are genuinely so beautiful and he doesn't fully get the whole image that you don't see yourself the way he sees you

but thats just what happens initially when he randomly comes into the room to find you staring at yourself in the mirror

he's so lost but it won't stop him from getting straight to the problem and carefully questioning you about what's bothering you

and once he hears you out, he just feels extremely stupid for not being there when you went through all of that alone

after that he's not going to ever leave you alone lol

he's a natural when it comes to comforting even if he does need a little push at the start

talks to you so softly and don't even get me started on how hard he tries to make you feel better about yourself

it almost makes you cry tbh

isagi is the best boyfriend ever

he sits you down, palm soothingly rubbing your back while you guys talk

ugh. i want him. sorry. back to it

he'll always reassure you in the most endearing ways ever

he doesn't even need to say anything actually. you can see it in his eyes how much he loves you for who you are and how much it hurts him that you feel this way

this man will be your footstool if he has to, but he will definitely not let you be insecure because you're literally his hardcore crush and he's in love with everything that is you. (you've been in a relationship for years idk what he's talking about but anyway 💀)

also he is such a lovesick idiot that he won't tolerate any nonsense from you about your appearance

"shut up, you look beautiful."

and then you're like "but my-"

"nO, be quiet. you're fucking beautiful"

he's aggressive with it but in an adorable way lol

it obviously takes time to get over your insecurities, but with a sweet lover like isagi yoichi, you're going to be just fine in some time.

and also if you're insecure about your thighs specifically.........

you probably know what the deal is with isagi and thighs. goodluck <3

ITOSHI SAE ☆

ah, this guy

he's very lowkey about it but does try to make you feel better

more than anything he feels shocked to discover that you're insecure about your body

in his perspective its like "i love your body. what's wrong with it"

when you open up to him he feels more in sync with your feelings

it is pretty unusual to see your boyfriend being this affectionate

but you're not complaining 😭

he really wants to help and is kind of shy at first (doesn't show it; typical sae) but when he realises that you're staring at him with this immense amount of love, he's gone

you know him so well and its obvious that since you're in a relationship with him, you are used to how he is

so when you see that he really does not want you to deal with this by yourself, you can't help but feel so lucky and yeah basically you just want to kiss him until he can't function

but let's keep that to the side and focus more on how he handles it

sae prefers physical stuff more than having to say stuff

not sure if i make sense.

he's so much more confident in what he can do than what he can say

he just holds you. yup.

if you feel like just staying silent and clinging to him, u got it

or if you want to cry, u got that too

he's going to be like your personal pillow

and this is just for helping you get your emotions out (if needed)

he's gonna do it all fr

doesn't matter what you're insecure about

sae is going to make sure you know how much he is in love with you lol

as unbelievable as it sounds he's ready to get on his knees and tell you everything and anything he loves about you both physical features as well as your personality

but he's itoshi sae and he isn't very good with his words (unless he's shit talking on the pitch)

so get ready to be held and kissed

you might get caught off guard but again, seeing him trying his best to show how much he loves you and how much he adores your body makes your face heat up

not to mention how he looks at you like you're the most important part of his life

im being fr he is in love and he is not afraid to show it

once he gets to know about your insecurities he's going to kiss them away (LITERALLY) hope you're not ticklish—

don't forget to kiss him too :') he may be itoshi sae but still, he deserves some love

he'll always casually compliment you on the most simple or the most tiny things (whatever it is you're not feeling too good about) as if he's totally forgotten that he spent all day yesterday leaving lil kisses everywhere (ahem get your mind out of the gutter but don't do it if you dont want to ig 😰)

i love him. so should you.

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE ☆

again, another confused baby

not for more than 4 mins tho

he is smart. he figures it out pretty quickly that you're spiraling when he sees you scrolling through your pictures with an unfamiliar expression

big big sweetheart

he hesitates to approach you about it at first because from what he thinks, you're not showing him any signs that you're troubled

he just doesn't want to hurt you or anything like that by bringing it up because he thinks that you don't want to talk to him about it

he gets why

but still

he's your boyfriend and he wants to help :(

eventually he finds a solution for it by speaking his mind

which means that when you walk into the room, regardless of where you are or who is with you, he's gonna compliment you

he's not making them up just to make you feel better— he's actually just saying the things he thinks every time he sees you

[crying, screaming, screeching]

soon after, he quietly talks about it when you guys are just lying in bed all warm and cozy, caressing your cheek and testing the waters to make sure he won't overstep boundaries

[crying continues]

once he asks you, you're just letting go of your emotions and talking to him about your insecurities while he just listens— he doesn't want to interrupt you

after that he will definitely make your eyes sting with his gentle words lol it totally depends like.. if you're a person who cries a lot or not. he's so good with his words and he didn't even know that until he was speaking to you and falling in love all over again watching your face slowly bloom

saying the right things, doing the right things, that's kunigami for ya

physical touch is also his thing so don't be surprised if he just hugs you and reminds you that he's in love with how you look today or how pretty your outfit looks or just anything that will let him see you smile and shove him away playfully

be lucky you have a kunigami because whew he is so cute

sigh. can you tell im in love with them?

[zoeywhumps]

chapter one: memories

"mayday! help! they're closing in!" maddox yelled, sitting on top of the jungle gym as imaginary villains surrounded him.

maisie ran over from the other side of the playground, pushing through what he pretended was hordes of evildoers. "i'm coming! can you hold out a little longer, mad dog?" the young boy yelled.

"i've been shot! you need to hurry!" maddox shouted, holding his leg and faking a wince.

"i'm coming! i'll save you! i'll always save you!" and maisie jumped onto the jungle gym.

---

"remember the games we used to play, mayday?" maddox asked. he was older now, his dark eyes searching his childhood friend's baby blues, a grin on his face.

"ah, ah- yeah, i remember-" maisie groaned with pain, his azure blue eyes filled with unshed tears. he was tied to a chair, crying out as maddox's fist connected with his ribs again.

"you used to love it when i would pretend to interrogate you, you'd put your arms behind the chair and pretend they were all tied up, remember? you were so cute like that... but stars, you're outright gorgeous now." maddox said before hitting him again.

"but this is- it hurts, maddox! please... whatever i did, i'm sorry, i really am!" maisie whimpered.

"awh. poor kitten thinks i'm mad at him? why would i be mad? you didn't do anything, baby. i'm just having fun. aren't you having fun?" the raven haired boy smiled as another punch landed.

"nno! please, stop, you're going to break my ribs!" he cried out, squirming.

"wouldn't that be fun? what a wonderful idea." maddox's stare was cold, mischief dancing in his brown eyes as he hit maisie with a flurry of blows. pain radiated through the boy as he felt a sickening crack, a scream escaping him, his head jerking back.

"please! mad dog, please! i can't, it hurts! i'll do whatever you want!" maisie used his friend's old nickname to try to calm him down.

"sshh, shh darling, you can take it. you're so strong. you're doing so good for me." maddox said gently, his fingers sliding under maisie's shirt and jabbing at his ribs. maisie sobbed out another unheard plea.

"mayday... my beautiful boy. didn't you use to have the biggest crush on me? i could tell, y'know." maddox stroked at the injured boy's chest, eliciting a long, pained whine.

"it- it hurts to breathe, i can't breathe-" maisie was quivering, his eyes huge and pleading.

"i'm sorry baby, i just can't help myself. you know how much i love you, you know i wouldn't be doing this if i didn't love you so much, right?" maddox said imploringly.

"but it hurts!" he burst out tearfully.

"i know, isn't it wonderful? you're so perfect, mayday. now, i'm going to untie you, and then i'm going to give you a choice. don't try to run, now. you wouldn't want to hurt your oldest friend, hm?"

maisie shook his head meekly.

"good boy." maddox started to untie him, carefully removing the bonds on maisie's wrists and ankles.

"now. would you like a bath, or would you like for me to take you to bed? it's your choice. just so you know though, either way, i'm not leaving you alone." he asked.

"...could i go to bed, please?" he whimpered, his arms in front of him protectively to prevent further blows to his hurt ribs.

"of course, sweetheart." maddox scooped the shorter boy up in his arms bridal-style, ignoring his yelps of pain as his ribs were jostled.

"wwait! i can walk!"

"shh, sh. don't be absurd. you're hurt, i have to take care of you."

"no, i'm fine, i really can walk-"

maisie cried out as he was slapped across the face.

"don't lie to me."

"okay..." he sobbed into his hands as he was carried into a bedroom.

the bedroom was luxurious, gorgeous. the bed was silky soft as he was lowered into it, the pillow cool under his head.

"will you sstay with me?" maisie blurted out, his cheeks flushing with shame. he knew it was stupid to be so attached to someone who had literally just beat him up, but... he couldn't help but hope, that maybe somehow, somewhere deep inside of maddox, was the caring friend he'd used to play with.

a delighted smile spread across maddox's face. "of course, baby," he cooed as he settled into the bed next to the injured boy, pulling him close and letting maisie rest his head on his toned chest.

"my mayday... you're all mine now. i'm never letting you go again."

[erenspussy420]

Vil,Rook, and Neige (dom) with Bottom S/O who cries during 💦

First ask, sorry to Anon, this took a while as I wasn’t really sure how to go about this. Please enjoy! I did take some liberties with this as I wasn’t sure how you wanted it so it has smut and headcanon format.

Words: 1.3k

MDNI 18+ ONLY

Fem Insert.

Edit: Okay I realized I probably didn’t do this write. I’m so sorry!

Vil:

OH GOD. OH GOD, DOM VIL, I CAN’T EVEN. Okay, I need to pour ice down on me to calm down for him

You swallow, a slip of drool comes down from the corner of your mouth as you feel the vibrator be taken in and out of you. Your hands clawing into the purple satin covered pillow. You would have shaken your hips to take in more of it, but the steady grip on your thighs kept them in place. Even then, you keep humping the toy, futile the action. The vibration is set higher and higher than you can take as Vil plays with the settings. The pressure builds up, you're so close, but you hear the click and cry as the vibrator dies to a low hum. A chuckle leaves Vil's lips, his mouth curling into a cruel smirk as you beg him for release. He's sitting before you, bare from the neck down, his flushed length right up and proud, taking in the beautiful sight of your crying face as you try to chase the high of the vibrator he stuffed in you. 

"You cry for release, but do you really deserve it?” Vil, whose fingers were busy toying with your clit, rolling it between his fingers as the toy goes higher and higher, you’re beginning to see white from the stimulation. But again, Vil takes away your right to cum. Worse, he pulls the toy that was kept warm in you, but you forgive him as his fingers slip into you. First a finger and then more as you fuck his hand, despreate to keep being full. “Look at you, getting off with just my hand. If you want me in you, you will behave,”  through tears of frustration you plead to him ‘yes!.’ Vil pulls out his hand from you, despite the needy way your thighs clamp around him.``Now my sweet potato, behave and I might even give you my seed.” The head of his length rubbing against your entrance has you ready to be coated.

Vil is all about making sure that he gives his 100% percent into everything, even making sure you're in tears at the end of your sessions with each other. 

The first time Vil even saw tears, he immediately stopped to make sure you were okay. After confirming that yes everything was good, due to him sending you to tears with the level 9 cloud session, he goes back to fucking your brains out. He still makes sure that you're okay, your comfort is top priority!

Like damn though, the pillows are wet and not just from sweat! 

Vil is Queen of aftercare, he’s wiping you down, while the  bath is running for you to soak in with the most expensive oils that are great for your skin. Babe, I'm jealous of how he's gonna treat you. He’s so tender with you, like washing your hair and kissing your temple, as he sits behind you in the bathtub. He’ll fuck you senseless, but you’re treated so kindly afterward.

Rook: Rook, listen he fucks ok. It's the hat, probably I know it was for me. Yes he can be freaky in the sheets, however I am firmly in place that he is a very caring and attentive lover who makes sure you are always comfortable and happy. Even when you’re bent over the table clawing at the smooth surface as you feel the suction of your lips take in Rook's cock. The constant rocking has you scrambling to hold onto the ledge for dear life, something to keep you root in Twisted Wonderland, as Rook thighs smack into your own shaking thighs. The girth of his cock stretches you so well, as angles his hips into you pushing in deeper, thrusting harder, you choke out a sob when his hand pulls up one of your legs above his hip so he can have more room.

You feel a hand caress the spot bottom of your spine, drawing circles as he slowly glides over the plush of your ass. Then he smacks it, the leather of his gloves makes a sharp sound. You whine, pussy throbbing at the sensation of it. “Ah my petite Trickster, you seem to like that, no?,” the purr in Rook’s voice has you mewl, as he smacks your ass again,”Oh how the feeling of you taking me, ethereal, there is no pleasure in this world other than to be one with you, mon amour." He picks up the tempo of his thrusting, pulling back far enough only his tip kisses your needy cunt. Then back he plunges in, the wet noises being the only noise in your dorm. The brink of ecstasy is building up, you're full on crying as every smack on your ass brings you close. Rook's voice comes in and out, "My eternal devotion belongs to you," the string breaks and you come hard, the world is white," and you to me."

Rook is very attentive ok. He knows everything about you. Like really is it a surprise? He loves, with mind, soul and sight.

So you cry from getting dicked down by him? Not surprised, but that doesn't mean he won't stop what he's doing to make sure you are good and that you're safe. You're comfort and pleasure is #1.

If he isn't making you a sobbing mess, then he isn't doing it right and will make sure you see nothing but french.

He takes such good care of you, sweetie after fucking your brains out. He's carrying you to the bath, man has the candles, food, everything. You get a massage from this man. He's perfect.

Neige:

 Look at Neige now look me in the eyes and tell me he is a dom because babe he CAN be but like a soft dom, ok he’s too soft for this, which in your sessions with Neige are really sweet actually, lots of praising and body worship of kisses on your skin, love bites on your collar bone. It was during the time where Neige was pounding into you, holding you close to him as he held you tight muttering into your ear," Hot, it feels so hot to be in you, mm ah…ah, being so close to you like this is this a dream?" he heard the soft sniffles as you grip onto his back, nails racking down as his thrust became harder. Your cries to go faster, the pulsing of your walls around him keep his talking from barely coherent to babbling praises,"You're perfect for me! A-Ah..I can’t live without you! I..need…ah…want… I want you!”

The ecstasy of having getting fucked on Neige's lap as his fingers dig into your hips, his tongue licking your chest, biting and sucking on your nipples as he presses you down into the sheets, hitting the bundle of nerves in the right spot that made tears spring into your eyes. You let out a loud cry as he hits it again. “Ah Neige!” , the tears falling as you throw your head back, losing yourself in the bliss.

The first time you guys fucked, Neige felt mortified when he realized you were crying, he was caught up with his dick getting milked for the first time forgive him. He thought he hurt you! You need to calm this guy down, he won’t forgive himself unless you explain it to him.

 After calming down with your conversation, he was still unsure but felt a little proud of himself that you were crying from the pleasure of your love making together. Now that he knows, he does his best to make sure you cry with each session, he is determined!

Neige makes sure you’re pampered and taken care of after you love making. Neige is the type who likes to cuddle with you after sex. He likes holding you close to him, he hums a sweet love song as he laces your fingers with his. He’s soft.

Now he knows when you cry from getting fucked, to weeping as you reach you climax under him. He kisses your tears away, and cleans you up immediately. Lots of cuddles and pillow talk with Neige.

[kelbies-fandom-locker]

Such an amazing story and amazing art work

“At least not alone, not anymore”

Just a lovely couple having a rough night, but they will be fine. As long as they will stay together they know sth about it.

I made this fanart of these precious babies as my first time doing coloring in digital arts. Hope you like it!

This fanart was based on my fic, which I’ve just published. You can check it out here:

[l-r-christian]

Could you make a poly mikaelson smut??? Where they are jealous about another vampire flirting with reader and they get possessive.

Alright. We are going to break this off in little blurbs.

Warnings: Protective Mikaelsons, a bit smutty, Possessive Mikaelsons, Fluff

A/N: Gonna add my boy Finn as this was a little self indulgent 😌

Finn Mikaelson

It was a family ball that Klaus was throwing as a birthday party for Rebekah and Finn was watching over the ball. Finn really didn't feel like joining all this as he just wanted to curl up with their little wolf and sleep.

"You look grumpy."

"I do not Kol." Finn muttered as Kol smirked knowing it was Finn's turn to have the night with Y/N but it was kinda ruined when Klaus threw a party. Finn saw some vampire flirting with Y/N who looked uncomfortable and in a blur Finn was next to their little wolf.

"Darling, is this leech bothering you?" Finn said glaring as Y/N pressed close to Finn while vampire swallowed feeling nervous.

"A little bit but I would like to go upstairs."

"Of course." Finn said holding her with possessive hands picking her up. Y/N squealed finding herself on Finn's bed being kissed roughly as his hand was going under her dress.

"Finn.....the party." Y/N squeaked out as suddenly her dress was gone and his slightly cold skin met her warm skin.

"They won't miss us for a few moments." Finn whispered against her skin as his mouth moved along her neck. Y/N let out a breathy moan as Finn moved slowly touching her softly making her feel like her veins on fire.

"Finn......please." Y/N pleaded as Finn sucked on her her thigh closely to her heated center pulling a cry from her when he finally placed his mouth on her center. Y/N bit her fist shaking as Finn held her close tongue flattening against her clit and before she could cum Finn pulling away.

"Finn....no..fair." Y/N whined as he chuckled kissing her before easing into her slowly. Y/N whimpered clinging to Finn as he gripped her hips snapping his hips against hers.

"My beloved wolf, always so beautiful." Finn muttered burying his face in her neck as her walls fluttered around when he moved onto his forearms caging her under him. Y/N came with a soft cry as Finn groaned her name cumming after her nuzzling her neck listening to her pant gently tugging his hair and kissed the vampire softly.

Finn got up and cleaned her up then cuddled up to her pressing kisses on her neck as both muttered I love yous.

"They are going to come looking for us."

"I don't care. I just wanted to cuddle."

Elijah Mikaelson

Elijah glared hard at the vampire and wolf standing a little too close to Y/N while he understood that his little wolf was apart of Jackson's pack but that didn't mean he liked males being near her.

"The meeting is going a longer than thought Niklaus, Hayley seems to be adamant to make our little wolf miserable." Elijah said over the phone then looked to Y/N seeing a young vampire getting brave flirting with the woman.

"I need to go Niklaus." Elijah said eyes darken as he growled lowly hanging up. Elijah walked pass Hayley ignoring how she stared at at him.

"Just if you aren't busy we could hang out tonight? Show you a good time."

"No thank you. I am already in a relationship."

"Pffft, with the Mikaelsons. It isn't like I can't sleep with you too."

"Or I could tear your thoat out." Elijah said lowly picking Y/N up and way from the male. The vampire glared then realized he was looking at Elijah who was glaring at him.

"Eli?" Y/N squeaked whe in a flash you was pressed against a cabin wall with Elijah looking at her with hunger in his eyes. Y/N moaned when Elijah kissed her roughly his hand moving under her skirt fingers slipping pass lace as moved two fingers in her wet entrance.

"Wet already? You love it when I am rough, don't you? I want you to be nice and loud baby, let that baby vampire know who can satisfy you."

Y/N cried out gripping Elijah's shirt feeling his thumb rub her clit as Elijah bit at her neck leaving marks as his way to show she was taken. Elijah felt her wall tighten around his fingers when he added a third and moved his thumb more slowly against her clit. Elijah growled feeling Y/N move her hips against his fingers as he curled them.

"Look at you so needy. Such a good girl being loud, let him know who you belong to." Elijah said lowly in her ear feeling her shake against him, Y/N's face was flushed. Elijah smirked watching her cum with loud moan and bit Elijah's neck pulling a deep growl from his chest.

"Open." Elijah commanded as Y/N opened her mouth and Elijah placed his slick covered fingers in her mouth. Y/N's flush got worst as she tasted herself on his fingers, Elijah leaned in kissing her.

"Let's continue this at home."

Klaus Mikaelson

Y/N was in the kitchen on the phone with Damon as the two were close friends always playfully flirting. Klaus knew the two had no feelings for one another but couldn't help feel a bit possessive much like his siblings when ever Damon was around Y/N.

"Sounds like I should come and help you."

'No no. You don't have to. I'll just kill Kai then no more problems.' Damon tells her over the phone as Y/N smiled at Klaus seeing walk in.

"But my darling I would be happy to help."

'Seriously baby. No need we got it all under control.' Damon tells Y/N as she raised an eyebrow seeing Klaus down in front of her hands moving up her bare legs. Y/N only had on one of Klaus's shirts and laced panties and Y/N let out a squeal when Klaus lift her up having her legs over his shoulders then pulled off her panties and placed his mouth on her mound.

'You okay?'

"Y...y..yeah....saw...a spider." Y/N said gripping the counter as Klaus smirked against her making her ride his face while on the phone with Damon. Y/N let out a shuttering breath as Klaus groaned against her sending vibrations up her spine.

"D....D...Damon....call...you back." Y/N said hanging up feeling Klaus squeezing her ass as he ate her out. Y/N leaned forward on the counter shaking as she let out puffs of air babbling unable to think straight.

"Ni.....N....Nik....someone..could walk in." Y/N panted out trembling feeling him move to her clit sucking harshly making her cry out. Y/N bit her first teasr swelling in her eyes her face flushed and Klaus pulled her closer fucking her with his tongue. Y/N cummed hard shaking panting nearly sobbing as Klaus pulled away just as Y/N felt overstimulated.

"Are you okay, love?" Klaus asked picking her up kissing along her neck.

"Yeah...tired though." Y/N muttered as Klaus took her up stairs to clean her up.

"Oh love, I'm not done with you yet."

Kol Mikaelson

It happen in a blur when Kol threw a vampire that tried kissing Y/N which at first Kol was amused at the vampire's poor a tempt at flirting with the wolf but when he moved to kiss her, Kol wasn't having none of it. Y/N squeaked finding herself in the bathroom with Kol kissing her roughly and she kissed back.

"Kol?"

"Hmm?" Kol hummed moving his mouth along her neck hiking her higher grinding against her pulling a breathy moan from her.

"Are you sure, we can do it here?"

"Why not? You and Elijah had done it in semi public." Kol tells her rubbing her though her panties as she flushed remembering a month ago. Kol kissed her again this time much softer as small moans and huffs could be heard by anyone listening closely.

"Kol.....ah....fuck." Y/N babbled against the vampire's neck as Kol fucked her hard against the wall. Kol kissed her roughly as his thumb found her clit making her cry out throwing her head back.

"Letting all those vampires know who is railing you? Who you belong to." Kol whispered in her ear clearly enjoying the fact that Y/N was was a flushing mess as he fucked her. Y/N tighten her hold on him feeling her orgasm get closer and Kol could tell kissing her deeply swallowing her loud moans as she came hard pulling him with her.

"Let's get you home and cleaned up. We can watch a movie and cuddle."

"O..o..kay but carry me.....I can't feel my legs."

Rebekah Mikaelson

Y/N layed on bed with her face buried in a pillow as she was being loud and gripping the sheets while Rebekah fucked her from behind. Early that night Rebekah and Y/N was at Marcel's club enjoying a night out away from the brothers for once when a female vampire flirted with Y/N right in front of Rebekah.

So one threat and Y/N trying to calm Rebekah, both women went back to the compound that ended with Rebekah fucking her girlfriend. Y/N trembled crying out Rebekah's name when the blonde placed a vibrator on her cilt. Normally Rebekah wasn't one to get jealous nor feel possessive but something about the female vampire flirting with her wolf made Rebekah want to claim the wolf.

"Re...Re...Rebekah....please." Y/N whimpered shaking now as Rebekah moved the vibrator in time with her thrusts. Rebekah smirked seeing Y/N pulling at the sheets her face flushed with tears rolling down her face.

"Just one more beautiful. You are doing so well." Rebekah whispered kissing along the wolf's damp back. Rebekah had already pulled three orgasms from Y/N and six was going to be their personal record. Y/N pushed back against the strap on jolting when Rebekah turned the vibrator up. Y/N cummed letting out a silent scream arching as Rebekah pulled the vibrator away and pulled out.

"You did do well beautiful." Rebekah praised kissing Y/N's skin as the wolf panted trembling from the after shocks of her orgasm.

"Too rough?" Rebekah asked gently rubbing Y/N's back seeing the wolf falling asleep.

"No." Y/N mumbled as Rebekah smiled kissing her cheek then moved cleaning the wolf up and joined her in bed. Y/N nuzzled close to Rebekah muttering I love you as the vampire smiled kissing her head and both fell asleep but before doing so Y/N planned to talk to her mates about their possessive fucking as it hff and wore her out.

[bucks-metal-arm19]

Nightmares and Love-Making

Paring: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Daddy kink, talk of nightmares, cursing, voyeurism, dirty talk, face sitting, squirting, slight praise kink, slight degradation, unprotected sex, let me know if I missed anything! 

18+ only!

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: Welcome to my first Bucky Barnes one-shot! This stems from the fact that I couldn't find the smut I wanted so I just wrote it myself. I hope you like it! As always, it isn't looked over so all mistakes are my own :)

You caught him at a bad time- in the middle of what seemed to be a horrific nightmare as he slept on his makeshift bed on the floor. You knew he couldn't sleep in his normal bed in his normal bedroom, and you knew that the king-sized mattress was still adorned with the solid black fabric set you had gotten for him as his first official birthday present. He told you, one night as the two of you escaped to the roof of Stark tower, that the bed made him feel like he was getting swallowed alive. He was used to sleeping on a solid floor, with the thinnest blanket one could find and so that's what he did at his own home. home- he was still getting used to even having a home. 

“Buck? Bucky, wake up! It’s a dream, just a dream! JAMES, WAKE UP!” You hollered, having dropped your stuff at the door and running to collapse on your knees next to the man as you urged him to wake up. 

“Wh-what? J-just a dream?” He had finally quit shaking, and became coherent enough to realize that he was no longer at the HYDRA base, and was, in fact, in his own apartment with you holding him close to your chest. 

“Yes, just a dream. I promise, you’re okay.” His fingers were clutching the arm you had draped across his midsection and you knew that his vibranium fingers would be leaving imprints on your skin for you to wear for the coming week. 

“I thought...I thought...they had taken you. Hurt you. And I couldn't stop them. Could hear you screaming for me and I was powerless to fight all of them off. I couldn't...I couldn't save you.” He was sobbing, moans of a broken man being screamed into your skin as he clutched you like a lifeline. Your heart broke as you held him, quietly cooing and stroking his hair as you waited for him to come back to you. 

It didn't happen though; instead, his body steeled in a form of mental resolve and suddenly you were under him. Your back was laid flat against the cold wood of the floor and your hands were pinned above your head. You didn't even have time to gasp audibly as he nudged your thighs apart and settled between them so that they had to wrap around his waist. You wanted to fear him, could feel your mind racing to find ways to get out from his grasp, but you were curious to see what would happen with this new side of Bucky. Almost feral with the way that he was panting, eyes darker than coal as he stared you down like you were his prey. 

“You will not be taken from me, you are mine. Do you hear me? No one will ever take you from me.” Bucky’s voice had dropped ten octaves between words, and you would be lying if you said that it did not make your heart skip a beat in anticipation. 

“I’m yours, Buck. Forever.” You promised, licking your lips that had suddenly become dry. 

“Say it again.” He growled, deep in his chest, as he leaned down to nuzzle against your collarbone and breathe in your scent. 

Your head fell back in submission, allowing him to press feather-light kisses and bruising bites against your throat as you murmured, “I’m yours, Bucky Barnes. Always.” 

“Yes, you are, sweetheart.” He had you flipped to your stomach in a second, with your arms still above your head.

“What are you gonna do to me, Buck?” You whispered, but you knew that he could hear you. 

“I’m going to ruin you, princess. Gonna absolutely fuckin’ ravish you until the only words you know are ‘please’ and ‘daddy.’ Gonna make you cum on my cock until you're crying, oversensitive, and begging me to stop. But you’re a good girl, my good girl, and you’ll take all of it until I fill you full of my cum. Then I’m going to run you a warm bath in my tub and I’m going to take care of you. Nurse your aches and lotion your bruises and then cradle you in my arms as we both drift to sleep. Does that sound good to you?” You can hear the cheekiness in his tone, but it’s laced with authority and you knew better than to deny him. Besides, everything he just said sounded wonderful and so you nodded your agreement. 

“Words, princess. Use them.” He ordered, the grip on your wrists tightening in warning. 

“Yes, Daddy.” You obliged, and the dark chuckle that erupted from his throat held a sinful promise. 

“Wonderful.” That old-time drawl curled around the single word and suddenly you were resting on your elbows with your ass in the air. 

Your stomach clenched and you could feel your pussy pulsate as arousal began to collect in your panties. Buck was still draped over your back, and he was rubbing his growing erection over the fabric of his cotton sweats while he contemplated what he wanted to do to you first. It was only a moment, but the single beat of a second was all he needed before he had your jeans around your ankles and had settled on his back between your spread thighs. 

“What are yo-” you began to question, but the words were cut off as each of his ten fingers wrapped around hips and he yanked you down so that his mouth and nose were buried within your cloth-covered cunt. 

You heard him take a deep inhale through his nose and he let out the filthiest, bone-melting groan that you had ever heard him utter. Your nipples pebbled instantly beneath your lace bra and your eyes fluttered closed as you heard him chuckle once more. 

“God, you smell fuckin’ delicious, kitten. All wet and warm, just for me.” His nose nudged against your swollen clit as he licked a broad stripe up over your slit once and then again before using his teeth to yank the sodden fabric to the side so he could taste you properly. 

A shudder wracked through your body from the crown of your head to the tips of your toes as he continued his licks, collecting all of your wetness on his tongue and fucking his tongue into your leaking hole as his nose connected to rub up against your sensitive clit. 

“Oh fuck, Bucky. Christ.” You whined, rocking your hips against his face without meaning to but the way he was gripping your hips and tugging you closer told you that he didn't mind the possibility of suffocation. 

“Can't wait to be buried inside this tight, sweet cunt.” Buck snarled, using the hold he had on you to flip you onto your back. He thought ahead- as always- and made sure that your head would be safe as it fell against his pile of pillows on the floor. 

“Then bury yourself, Daddy. Fuck me.” You husked out, pupils blown wide in lust and adoration as you continued to fuck yourself onto his tongue. 

“Not yet, doll. Want you to cum on my face first. Damn near suffocate between these gorgeous thighs.” He ordered, eyes blazing as he gazed at you from between your legs. 

“Okay, Daddy.” You nodded, fingers clutching and clawing at your still-covered tits while you chased the high building inside your body. 

White-hot heat began radiating from your fingers first, and then your limbs, and then from every inch of your body as you threw yourself over the edge of your orgasm and came undone as you rode Buck’s face like it was the best thing you had ever experienced. And it was- each orgasm he gave you always outdid the last. 

“You’re so beautiful when you come, kitten. But you’re not done yet.” Buck finally managed to say as he untangled himself from your jeans and clenching thighs so he was standing before you in all of his glory. 

“Are you gonna fuck me now, Daddy? Gonna use your cock and fill me up so I can help you forget all your worries?” You grinned up at him, still panting as you came down from your first orgasm of the night.

“Yes, princess. I am.” His tone held no malice, and his eyes were watching you with lustful enjoyment as he mentally cataloged the image of you like this to his brain. 

“Then fuck me, already.” You taunted, leaning up just enough to yank your shirt over your head and then followed it with your bralette so you were finally bare beneath him. 

“You don't make the orders, you take them. Do NOT forget that.” The mirth that had overtaken him left suddenly and he was back on you in a second, sweats gone as he pinned you to the floor with no exertion given on his part. 

“Yes, Daddy.” You nodded, grinning as if you had won the lottery as your legs wrapped around Bucky’s waist once more. 

“Now you’re gonna take my cock, kitten. It’s what you wanted, right?” He was back to nosing against your neck, as if the past ten minutes had not just occurred. 

“If you think you can do it.” You taunted once more, ankles digging into the skin right above the base of his spine so you could rut against him like a dog in heat, absolutely no shame in your body as you used him for the friction you needed to get off. 

“Is that how you want to play it? Fine.” He shrugged, as if you had just spoken about the weather, but the single motion he used had you back on your hands and knees in an instant. 

“I don't think I can do it.” Buck began to speak as he kicked your legs apart once more, metal hand pressing down on the small of your back so the arch you held deepened and you were presented to him like an offering. 

“I know I can.” And he slid inside you to the hilt, a single thrust that glided through your folds like butter and all thanks to the spit and arousal he created as he had eaten you out like his last meal. 

Your mind blanked in an instant and a groan ripped out of your throat that sounded foreign to your own ears but sounded like the best kind of music to Bucky. You collapsed to your elbows, head falling to rest against the single blanket that Buck slept with when you weren't here. 

“Ah, ah- no, you don't.” Bucky tutted between his teeth, flesh hand reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair and wrap it around his fingers before pulling back so you were back onto your hands and could watch him through the mirror that sat adjacent from you. 

“Look at you, kitten. Covered in hickies and bruises and panting like a whore in heat. And yet, you’re taking my cock so well. So fuckin’ tight and WARM, just like the first time we had sex. Your pretty pussy, stretching around my thick cock as I fuck you into oblivion. Absolutely ravishing.” Bucky always got mouthy when he was lost in your shared passion, and it did things to you that you couldn't explain. 

“Keep your eyes on me while I make you fall apart.” He ordered, using the grip he had on your hip and the hold he had of your hair to fuck you like his life depended on it. 

“Yes, Sarge.” You grinned wickedly as you saw his lips turn up into a leer, knowing full-well what that name did to him. 

“Call me that again.” Bucky growled, letting go over your hair so he could lean forward over your frame to get a hand between your thighs to rub against your still swollen, sensitive clit. 

“Make me cum, Sergeant Barnes. Please.” You tacked on the last word for good measure, already feeling the familiar tendrils of heat curl around your lips and rush through your veins as he pounded into you with wild abandon. 

The clack clack clacking that his dog tags made against his chest after every move simply spurred him on, as if he was racing them for every thrust he made into your pussy, claiming it as his own. As if you ever even thought to let another man near it. He’d kill them before they even thought that they had a chance with you, and you both knew it. More often than not, he forgets that he’s even wearing them, but he knew that they were a kink of yours and he thanked every god he could think of that he wears them when he’s got you begging underneath him. Begging to cum, begging for harder, begging for faster, begging for Daddy to make her forget her own name while he buries himself inside her. Begging to be used and degraded and taunted and shown off like a prize that only he gets to win. Every moment of every minute of every day, from the moment they met until the end of time. And he loved every single damn second of it.

He was grunting, groaning, panting, cursing every word under the Sun as he rubbed tight circles into your wet clit while he sheathed himself inside you over and over and ov-, “FUCK!”

You came without warning, the damn bursting inside your pussy as you fell to your elbows once more while absolutely drenching his cock as you squirted for the first time. Shudders were wracking your body as you cursed and moaned and whined out Bucky’s name, vision turning black as you lost all sense of time during your orgasm. Your cunt turned into a vice on Bucky’s cock and it made him see God as he gave you one, two, three strokes before burying himself deep inside you and cumming in thick ropes across your hot, tight walls. 

He fell on top of you, losing all muscle usage as pleasure roared through his body like he had never experienced before. He had enough sense to cushion you from the force of his body, but that was all he could offer as he rode out the waves of the most intense orgasm of his life. You managed to come to your senses first, and gently pulled away from Bucky so he could begin to come to his own bearings. 

“That was...that was...wow.” You mumbled, vision still blurry as you threatened to pass out from too much mental and physical stimulus all at once. 

“Well, it’s not begging but it is a nice Segway. Ready for that bath?” Bucky was able to stitch together a coherent sentence faster than you thought he would and you couldn't help but laugh in both amusement and amazement that this wonderful man was all yours. Even if he did fuck you senseless. Literally. 

“I love you, Bucky Barnes. Always.”

[thewild--flower]

[Translation] Code: Realize Wintertide Miracles Stellaworth Short Story - Victor Frankenstein

Translation of short story that appeared in the bonus booklet that came with the Vita/PS4 Stellaworth limited edition of Code: Realize Wintertide Miracles. Much thanks to Kou for providing scans for the translation and some editing help.

Victor Frankenstein - ‘A Maiden’s Heart and A Man’s Heart’

‘Victor.’

‘Wh-what is it, Cardia?’

 ‘…..Victor.’

‘U-um….. Cardia…..? I’m really sorry, but this is bad for my heart….. could you maybe let go of me for just a bit?’

 ‘Sob… sobbbb… Victor…..!’

‘W-waah!?’ S-Sorry! You can stay where you are, so don’t cry…..!?’ Look. I’m right here, OK~…..?’

‘…..Yeah.’

 How did this happen? It was an incident that occurred one day atop a bed….. that said, to all appearances it looked as if things were going well between us, as a man and a woman. But in reality, the situation was quite different.

As we lay there, Cardia was nuzzling her face against me as if she were a cat. By reasoning with her as if she were a child, I was somehow able to stop the tears that threatened to spill from her beautiful eyes.

 ‘Sigh… I can’t believe this.’

 Her face was red with heat, but it wasn’t from embarrassment or from a cold. How could I describe the combination of her dreamy unfocused gaze and innocent expression?

 She was somehow… alluring in a different way than usual. I wanted to relish the feeling of her holding me in her arms like this forever… Or instead, I could, just for a little bit…

 ‘Mnn.’

‘…..!’

 At the sound of her small groan, I returned to myself. Shaking my head, I shook off the worldly thoughts that had come into my head just now.

 ‘Sh-she’s not herself right now, what on earth was I thinking…!’

 But if things kept on as they were, it was only a matter of time before I was tempted again by similar thoughts. There was no man on earth who could keep it together with his lover looking like this and holding him close in such a pleasant way.

 ‘To begin with, how did it end up this way…?’

 Though I posed the question, the self within my mind, composed until the end, simply whispered that, ‘I am the cause.’

 *

The reason for my current predicament, the reason she had become like this was simply, simply, because of my carelessness.

 I, known as Victor Frankenstein, had had a fairly busy schedule this week.

 With my work at the clinic, summons from the Royal Society and helping Impey with his research on top of that, I basically only returned to the mansion to sleep.

 Extremely fatigued, as one would expect after all that, today I had returned home, intending to just collapse into bed straight away. But as I went to do so, there was someone already there.

 ‘Eh? C-Cardia…..?’

‘…..Victor.’

 Clutching the pillow that I usually used, she had been sitting on my bed in a petite manner. I had thought she would already have been asleep, since it was so late at night…..

 ‘S-Sorry I’m so late, Cardia… Even though I told you it was OK to go ahead and fall asleep first…. Uwaah!’

 I hadn’t been able to finish my apology.

Suddenly and forcefully tugging me down, I had fallen onto the bed with her, still wearing my outdoor clothes. And just like that, she held me tight. Almost as if I were her prisoner.

 ‘C-Cardia…?’

 On feeling the warmth of her body, my heart rate jumped.

-No, wait a moment.

 Rather than ‘warm’, perhaps ‘hot’ would be a more accurate description…?

 ‘Heheh… Victor.’

 My eyes widened at her delirious sounding voice and smile.

If I were to say so myself, it didn’t seem as if it was because she was in a good mood. And not only that, if I were to look at her closely, it seemed as if her face was an unnatural shade of red­­­­—?

 ‘Huh? C-Could it be, Cardia, you’re…..drunk? But where did you get the alcohol—Ah!?’

 It was then that I noticed the smell drifting across the room. This faintly stimulating scent, if I wasn’t mistaken…..

 ‘The alcohol I used in my experiment…..!?’

 The whole room smelt strongly of alcohol. In other words, while Cardia had been waiting for me here, she had ended up getting completely drunk off the fumes that filled the room.

*

For the most part, Cardia never asked for anything for herself.

She helped me out with my various goals and charitable endeavours, and sometimes while seeing me off she would smile and push me onwards.

 —When had I started taking that for granted?

 ‘Sob….. It’s so unfair….. it’s always your patients, Victoria, or Impey….. I want to spend more time with you as well, Victor. Even though I want to feel your warmth, more, much more.....’

 She had only been smiling for a few minutes. This time, in a complete reversal, she buried her head in my chest….. and began to grumble. I hadn't known what to do with my hands, but now I put them on her back and began to stroke her gently.

 ‘Victor, I know that you’re doing important work. But, I can’t help but feel lonely….. I’ll do my best to cheer you on. And I’ll help you out too. That’s-that’s why…..’

 She gripped tightly to my clothes and appealed to me in a teary voice.

 ‘…. I want you to pay more attention to me….’

 At the deep love and worry that welled up in me, my heart thumped louder than it ever had before.

Following my impulses, I held her delicately, but with all my heart.

Her body temperature and mine, grew even hotter than before.

 —Hot. It felt hot. But more than that, I felt full of affection.

 ‘…I’m sorry, Cardia. I’ve been an idiot. I should know better than anyone you’re the type to push down your true feelings until the end, right? Even though it wasn’t my intention, I’ve been presuming on your kindness.’

 Smiling, I placed my forehead to Cardia’s.

 ‘This may not exactly be compensation. But….. in my own way, I’ll give you my answer. Whether you remember what you’ve asked me today, for now I’ll pay you close attention, hold you and kiss you until you truly feel feverish. I’ll spoil you completely….. so, when push comes to shove—don’t say “I take back what I said, this is embarrassing after all”, alright?’

 Softly, I brought my lips to hers.

Cardia’s hot breathing made the forelocks of my hair sway gently.

 ‘………………….Zzz.’

‘—Huh?’

 ‘…………………….’

 ‘H-Huh!? It can’t be, you fell asleep…..!?’ At a moment like this!? ……N-no way…..

With perfect timing, she had fallen asleep.

 I couldn’t help but smile wryly at this turn of events.

Now all the strength had completely gone out of me but—

 But even so, today I truly felt once more that I was really, really happy to live a daily life such as this together.

[teeth-farie]

Tender

Julian/Reader(GN)

Notes: dacryphillia, praise, implied amab but can be read as gn

((First posted on my ao3!))

Slow and steady, Julian’s breathing becomes even and his hands not as shaking. His palms brace on your shoulders, thighs framing yours as he hovers over your lap. You grip his hips in a way you know he loves, bruising and in control. Slowly, he sinks down, taking you inside of him with a delighted groan. A pleased sigh leaves your lips as Julian sits flush against the tops of your thighs. He doesn’t wait to get used to the feeling, already shifting his hips before rising up and sinking back down. You pull him into an eager kiss and he shares his enthusiasm, nearly shoving his tongue down your throat and you can feel the vibrato of his moans. He tastes of bitter coffee, what you’d caught him chugging down before you lured him to relax.

Julian picks up his pace, long legs folded under him as he rides you, spreading nimble fingers across the expanse of your shoulders and chest. His head tilts back as you trace your lips across his jaw, to his neck, to that sensitive place where neck meets skull under his ear. You bite, teasing the idea of sinking your teeth into him. Julian sings his praise, grinding down into your lap while exposing his long neck to you, muscles pulled taut and Adam’s apple bobbing.

“Da-haah-ling, you needn’t be so gentle.”

Your tongue lathes across his neck, sucking at pulse points, his fluttering pulse rhythmic against your lips. “You’ve had a tough day, let me treat you, won’t you?”

It’s true the doctor had an eventful time at his clinic, a cold chill spreading and with that, colds of varying degrees. You can feel the slight stubble on his face, a signal he truly has been preoccupied. “Such a hard worker… you deserve something gentle, don’t you?” The question is punctuated with a roll of your hips, one that has Julian gasping like a fish out of water. His fingers curl into your back, clutching you close as he meets your languid thrusts.

“Y-you’re—ah! Too..too kind.” Your lover pants in your ear, pressing breathless kisses to the line of your jaw. “You’ve set the bar too low, handsome.” You coo, planting your hands from his hips to his ass, lightly scratching lilywhite skin with red traces of nails left in its wake. Julian whimpers, a needy noise that makes you feel light and sends a plummet of heat through your body.

“I love you, my smart, brave man,” you whisper your adoration into his ear, smooth like honey and the sweetness of it addictive. You widen your legs under him, bracing your feet and thrusting your hips up to meet Julian’s in a slap of flesh. His mouth drops open, garbled nonsense spilling from slack lips and so you repeat, gripping his hips to tug him down quicker.

“So, so good for me. How’d I get so..huff..lucky?” Your skin feels hot and sweaty, tingling with perspiration. “So beautiful, too. Don’t you know that?” You lean your head back against the propped pillows, digging your nails into Julian’s bony hips. His eyes screw shut and his head tosses back as he grinds down, his ass flush against your pelvis. “Say it back, baby.”

The redhead swallows thickly, gathering his voice that only warbles with each down slide of his hips. “B-beautiful…I’m—uhn.” He whimpers, a gorgeously obscene sound accompanied by the roll of his eyes. You hit him right where he needs it, fire erupting through his veins—a blooming, aching thrum he can’t get enough of. “There! Oh, please!” A sharp intake of breath and a harder thrust has Julian keening, his weeping length slapping against his taut stomach with each bounce. You meet his frantic, desperate thrusts, lifting him with each meeting, his hair bouncing and voice hiccuping from the force.

“You’re such a good man, Ilya. Always, ah, know how t-to make me happy.” You can help the sweet words that flow from your tongue, smooth contrast from the manhandling Julian prefers. He kneels over you, clammy forehead sticking to your shoulder as the bounces of his hips slow to a feverish grind. Your hands smooth over his back, fingers riding along the bumps of his spine.

Suddenly, almost like being doused in cold water, you realize Julian is crying. Your skin is wet with salty tears and you guide your lovers head up to lock his eyes with yours. “Hey—hey, what’s wrong?” You have to still him from moving, making him stop rutting against you to make sure he’s ok. Julian sniffles, red faced and lips kiss swollen. “Am I really a good man?” He asks, sounding small and vulnerable. “Of course you are! You’re brave and intelligent, selfless and kind—you’re all I could ever want.” You thumb away his tears, holding his face with care and adoration.

Like a bursting dam, tears start to burn from his waterline and drip down his cheeks. Julian feels like his heart has lodged in his throat, a delicacy he was still becoming accustomed to. “M-my love, I-I don’t deserve you.” He falls against you, skin flush against skin like he wanted to melt into you. “Yes you do, you deserve everything.”

Julian, without realizing, wipes his nose on your shoulder as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. “Here—let me..” on the small nightstand lays a handkerchief, one you use to clean his dripping nose. The doctor sputters, processing the situation with burning embarrassment. “Sorry…could you, could you tell me, ah,”

You save him from his twisted tongue, setting the handkerchief aside and clearing your throat. “What I love about you? How much good I see in you?” You ponder, rubbing circles over his hip bones. With a quick nod, Julian huffs out a yes, wiping his eyes on the back of his hand.

“Why don’t you lay back, get comfortable.” Julian follows your suggestion eagerly, pulling off of you with a shiver. You move aside, helping him to get adjusted on the soft mattress and settling in between his legs. You lay his legs over your thighs, hips slotting with his as you slowly push back into him. Julian dribbles onto his stomach, thighs trembling, the most decadent little whine escaping him. “There we go, nice and full, yeah? Only the best for my perfect man.” You pull back a little, pushing back in, forming a languid pace while fanning your hand over his stomach. You can feel the tightening of his abdomen and the clenching of his thighs around your hips, his skin sweat slick.

“It’s good..it’s ahh, good.” Julian’s blubbering is barely comprehensible and you can only make out snippets of words.

“I always love how you look under me, the way you wiggle around and the noises you make. Hah, It never fails to get me hot.” You slide in deeper, a little harder and your lover's body jolts up against the sheets, his long legs wrapping around your waist in reflex. You brace your hands beside him, extra stability and aim in your movements. Your heart beats quicker with each snap of your hips, heat flooding through your body with every noise, every face Julian makes.

“By far, that pretty little head of yours doesn’t fail to impress me,” your knees press into the mattress, cushioning while you hammer into him. “So smart and clever… you’ve done things others could only dream of.”

Julian’s nose starts to burn again, scrunching it as a hot wetness rises up to his waterlines. It felt so good to hear what you’re saying, to be forced to listen to what he’s always been so insecure about—it was so cathartic to be able to cry while it happened, letting everything flood while you praise him for it.

A warm palm presses against the side of his warm cheek and his eyes crack open, blurry with tears that soon flow over the curves of his cheeks in thick streams. “How are you doing, my dear?” Such a simple question, yet it has Julian’s sobs growing louder, accompanied by his fervent nodding. He stumbles over his words, wailing his pleas and love, voice stuffy with congestion.

“Good.” Is your single answer, leaning down to capture him in a searing kiss, holding the back of his knees to pry his legs apart. He’s breathless in the kiss, gasping and parting frequently to take in gulps of air before pressing back against you. When your hand closes around his dick, his mind crumbles, any sense of restraint in him shattering and it only takes a few strokes to have him spilling. His body clenches, arms curling around your back to hold you as close as possible, sniffling into your shoulder between his choked calling of your name. Your rocking slows to a gentle glide, coaxing him through his high while the stars bursting behind his eyes start to fade.

You’re already pulling out of him, reaching over for the handkerchief from before, cleaning his face while you coo your love to him. Julian lays there, overwhelmed in everything while you wipe his eyes and nose, pressing soft kisses over his face. He sniffs, wiping his nose again, feeling the bed dip. “I’ll be back, ok?” He’s nodding without realizing, yet his hands trace along your skin until your too far for him to reach. Julian sits up slow, body feeling far too weak.

When you return with water and a washcloth, Julian is all too eager to chug it down, gasping for breath while you clean his cum splattered stomach. “You did so good, I’m so proud.” The praise comes easy, like second nature. “You didn’t..” Julian starts to feel a pang in his chest. Usually he's the one to please you, and yet he has gotten too it yet. “It’s ok, we can do that in a bit, just relax, ok?” You sidle up next to him, setting the empty glass aside and pulling the blanket over his lap.

Typically, Julian would be on his knees right about now, bending over backwards to your every whim—not that he didn’t enjoy it, he’s usually begging for it. Yet, the comfort of being coddled is too great to ignore, perhaps this time he can be a bit more selfish.

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First Day

A gift for my sweet friend @sketchy-panda.  Wishing you all the best!

***

Their little girl is growing up so fast. Wasn't it just yesterday that she was an infant? Adrien is not ready for this.

Read it on Ao3 here.

***

The first pale rays of dawn have barely lit the eastern windows of their bedroom, but Adrien lies awake, staring at the ceiling as morning slowly pushes the shadows away.

He is not ready for this. He was never going to be ready for this.

Tears gather in the corners of his eyes, finally escaping to slip into his hair; he turns his head left, then right, to wipe his temples against the pillowcase, but it's no use when more tears follow.

He closes his eyes and remembers the first time he saw his daughter, brand-new and beautiful, a perfect creation of love. He thinks of nights spent suited up, purring her to sleep, tucked close to his chest against cool magical leather. Her first smile, first tooth, first wobbly steps. The first time he made her laugh.

Oh, Emma. The little kitten who made him a dad. That incredible moment feels like yesterday at the same time it feels like a lifetime ago.

He's just not ready for this. What parent is ever prepared to watch their child walk away into a whole new life?

His breath hitches on a sob that he tries in vain to choke back.

"Kitty?" Marinette murmurs sleepily beside him. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

He can't hold it in anymore, covering his eyes with one hand as he gasps out the words. "I'm not ready, Mari! I can't let her go!"

"Oh, Chaton," she coos, rolling over to her side and rubbing his arm. "I know, it's a big day. But she'll be fine! We've checked and double checked that she has everything she needs. She's going to make so many new friends. Emma will love it."

Adrien nods. "I know. I know that." He takes a shaky breath. "She's ready, but I'm not."

"Neither am I, honestly."

Something in her voice interrupts his own spiraling thoughts. His hand slips from his face to his chest and he turns his eyes to his wife, surprised to find tears clinging to her eyelashes. He reaches across the pillow to wipe them gently with his thumbs.

He gives her a sad smile. "This part of parenting sucks."

Marinette huffs a little laugh. "It really does. When did our baby grow up?"

Adrien just shakes his head. He wishes he knew, but the only answer he can think of is, "Too fast. Way too fast."

Silence settles over them as they think about the day ahead. The apartment will be too quiet without Emma's constant chatter. Nothing will be the same without her there.

Just as the rising sun spreads the light of a new day across their bedroom, Marinette reaches for his hand and presses his palm to the side of her belly. A grin to rival the dawn lights Adrien's tear-stained face at the feeling of their son moving around and getting comfortable, likely at the expense of his mother's comfort. Adrien's gaze flickers to hers, but her smile is gentle and soft.

"I think Hugo is going to miss Emma while she's at maternelle, too."

"She can tell him all about her first day of school when she gets home."

"Yeah," Adrien breathes, overwhelmed with thoughts of his kittens, his wife, the things that fill his life with wonder and joy.

Marinette interrupts his reverie with a loud yawn, then stretches to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "You know, you woke Hugo, so you owe us breakfast."

He snorts a laugh. "How did I wake him up when he's inside you?"

She pushes up to a sitting position and shrugs as she grins at him over her shoulder. "He'd like strawberry jam on his toast."

"Ah. Well, as the little prince wishes."

Adrien wipes his eyes again, still laughing, and swings his legs over the side of the bed.

Time to make sure his princess gets the very best start to her very first day of school.

Even if he's not quite ready.

****

Emma is ready.

A bright grin on her sweet little face, she beams up at her parents as they stand at the door to her maternelle classroom.

Adrien crouches down to give her a big hug. "Have the best day ever, Kitten."

Emma nods. "Bye, Papa," she says, kissing his cheek.

Her mom gets the next hug and kiss, and Marinette whispers good wishes into her daughter's ear. Emma pauses to press a kiss to Marinette's belly.

"Bye Mama, bye Hugo!"

Emma waves. Adrien blows her a kiss. And just like that, their little girl turns and marches straight into the classroom, never looking back.

The sudden wave of pride takes him by surprise. He aches with the memory of Emma as a precious, helpless infant, but oh, his baby girl is growing up to be independent and strong, just like her mother, just like he dreamed of being when he was a child. It's everything he could wish for her - to go to school, to make friends, to have a childhood full of the things he never had.

Adrien's face lights with a proud grin as he watches Emma hang up her little bookbag, her blonde pigtails bouncing as she scurries over to join a group of children playing dress-up.

Their little girl is going to be just fine. Better than fine.

Emma is happy.

Marinette's hand tightens in the crook of his elbow, and he turns to his wife to find tears streaming down her face as she watches Emma settle in.

"I'm not ready for her to grow up," she whispers around the lump in her throat.

His smile never dims but his eyes soften in understanding. "Neither am I, My Lady." He walks with her a few paces down the hall, then wraps her in a hug and lets her cry into his shoulder.

"I hope she has a first day as wonderful as mine was," he murmurs, "when I saw courage in action, when I made my first friend." He squeezes her tighter, presses a kiss to her temple. "When I met the love of my life. Twice."

Marinette sniffs and giggles into his shirt. "Those were a momentous two days for you, weren't they?" She gazes up at him. "At least Emma won't have to fight a supervillain on her first day. And I hope no one accuses her of something she didn't do."

Adrien shrugs and wraps an arm around her waist, leading Marinette back down the hall toward the entrance.

"If she does, who knows? Maybe that will be a story to tell at her wedding."

Marinette's surprised laugh is as bright as the morning sunshine streaming through the glass double doors.

He steadies her down the front steps and takes her hand as they head home. The apartment will be quiet, but soon enough it'll be filled with stories about Emma's first day of school.

And Adrien can't wait to hear them.

[waka-nii]

the horny bitch in me decided it was time for some hajime-nii // 2,7k words

cw: nsfw - fem!reader, incest, dubcon, manipulation, oral (male receiving), prostitution.

"Why am I doing this?" You muttered to yourself, hearing the sound of the shower in the room of the fanciest hotel you've ever been to. You're sitting on the king size bed, waiting for the man in the bathroom to join you. Who was it again? "Just an old associate" your brother told you when asking for this favor. You were to "seduce him, lure him to room 204 and have sex with him" easy, right? Your dear brother would take care of the rest. Apparently, they needed some shade on him and his wife was a wealthy woman who prided herself on the beautiful marriage they had, so what better than blackmailing him with footage of his affair with a much younger and prettier woman? Kokonoi Hajime always has his eyes on the money, and this was a big jackpot at the low price of whoring his sister to a perverted old man.

"You'll do this for me, right? You know how Sanzu does things. I don't want this bastard dead until I squeeze all his money out." he told you, cupping your face lovingly. "You're the only one I can trust with this. You'll get your part, I promise."

Now you wish Sanzu had gotten word of this first. How are you going to do this? This man does not attract you in the slightest. He's old, saggy and you're not sure if his teeth are even real. At least you managed to convince him to take a shower first.

"Are you ready, princess?" you cringe at the nickname.

"Of course, sir. I've been waiting." Please God make this quick "You can use my body as you please"

"Come here, let me see you" The man says, motioning for you to come closer. You do as he says, laying on top of his almost bare body. You can feel how hard he is already, grabbing your ass as soon as he can reach. He looks at you and points to his lower parts. You take the hint and bring yourself lower to take off his underwear. Your face just inches from his member, you close your eyes and hope you can get through this. Giving this old man head was never in your plans, but you'd do anything to help Hajime-nii. Ah, Hajime-nii. His face pops up in your mind, his soft lips, his beautiful slanted eyes that always look at you with such tenderness. Prompted by his image, your mouth starts working eagerly on the man's cock. Not wanting to open your eyes and ruin the fantasy, you keep sucking breathlessly. You don't know if you're trying to make the man finish as soon as possible or the image of Hajime-nii in your head is making you start to enjoy this. Just as you start to think about it, the man aggresively grabs your head, pushing you down on his cock and cumming down your throat. Thank God that's over.

"Good girl, you did great." He says, smiling at you. Ugh, you never thought you'd be disgusted hearing those words. They sounded so good out of Hajime-nii's mouth, yet here you were, grossed out by the sound of them.

"Take off your clothes, sweetheart" Please stop with the nicknames. "Get on top of me" You do as he says, taking off the tight dress you wore, of course, courtesy of your dear older brother. Sighing, you lower yourself on him. You wait for a second, expecting him to do something, but he just looks at you expectantly.

"Fuck yourself on my cock, doll." Fuck, no. Not even a finger? Now you've done it. You see, you didn't tell anyone you were still a virgin. Not the man, not Hajime-nii. You were afraid you'd disappoint your brother, so you kept it to yourself. Taking some old dude shouldn't hurt too much, right?

"What are you waiting for?" You gulp and take a deep breath before finally positioning yourself and taking him all at once. You thought rushing it would make it more bearable, but now you're regretting it, tears forming in your eyes from the pain. The man groans and says something about you being untouched. To be honest, you're too focused on the pain to even hear what he says. Taking another deep breath, you start moving, grinding yourself on the man's member. The next few minutes are a blur. The pain, the suffering and the embarrassment of the situation make it hard to concentrate on anything.

"Damn, that was good. Guess I'll have to pay extra for being your first." The man says, winking at you. His voice brings you back to reality and you realize you're laying on the bed, make up ruined by the tears and completely exposed to the man that just took your virginity. He's already getting dressed again, nonchalantly tying his tie and grabbing his things, leaving a stack of bills on the nightstand before walking through the door without saying a word. Your hand immediately reaches for your phone, shaky hands scrolling through your contacts.

Hajime-nii 💞

Call.

Koko picks up at the second tone. His voice always manages to calm you down.

"What's up?" he says "Is it done?" You make an effort of holding back your tears.

"Yeah. Can you pick me up?" You say.

"Got it. I'll be there in 20. Order yourself some nice champagne, you deserve it." With that, he hangs up. You put down your phone and make your way to the bathroom. Normally you'd be so excited, filling the hot tub and getting in while you call room service and order the most expensive item on the menu, but now all you could do was look at your tired face in the mirror. You wash your face and take some deep breaths. Your brother can't see you like this. You decide you should take a short shower before he arrives, so you turn on the water and get in.

The water hits your skin with a force you didn't think was possible. Every part of your body hurts, and you can't stop the tears anymore. You let yourself cry under the hot water for a good five minutes before washing your body. You scrub with force, trying to get the memories off your skin but no matter how many times you soap and rinse, you can't get the feeling off. You feel dirty, and you can't do anything to clean that. Just as your thoughts start to consume you, you hear a knock on the door.

"Y/n? You there?" Hajime's voice coming from the other side is a much needed relief. You open the door, still wrapped in the hotel's white towel.

"You're still like that? Come on, put something on, we have to go." You nod as you disappear to the bathroom to put on your dress.

"Ready?" Koko says, sitting on the same bed you lost your innocence on.

"Yeah, let's go." You say while bolting out the door, saying goodbye forever to that damn room.

The ride home was silent. Koko drove as you quietly looked out the window. He must've sensed something was wrong, because he drove directly to his house, not stopping to drop you at yours. You silently thank him for this but decide not to comment on it, and neither does he. When you arrive, he opens the door and lets you in.

"Go to sleep, you must be tired." You nod and head to the guest room. Well, it wasn't really a guest room since you were the only one who stayed there. It was full of your things, it felt just like home. Maybe even more. You lay on your bed, not bothering to get in the sheets. In the dark of the night and the comfort of your room, you let the tears that were forming in your eyes out at last. How did you let things get like this? This was your fault, wasn't it? This is the only thing you were good at. You followed orders just to make everyone happy and waited for the much desired praise. Pathetic. Your thoughts quickly spiraled to a dark place and you started to feel out of breath. You sobbed, hiding your face in the pillow and gripping the sheets with force.

"Y/n..." you hear your name coming from the door. When you lift your head, Hajime is already sitting by your side. "What's wrong? Talk to me."

"Hajime-nii..." You can't even look at him in the eyes. Koko cups your face in his hands, making you look at him.

"You should've told me you didn't want to do it." He says, anguish evident in his eyes.

"I wanted to. I wanted to be useful to you. I wanted to be something good in your life." You say through the tears.

"Baby, you're the best thing in my life. You're my perfect little sister and it will always be like that." Hajime hugs you, resting your head on his chest. With his gaze no longer on you, he notices a red stain on the sheets. His heart stops for a second, realizing what had you so upset.

"Hey, baby, look at me." He takes your face in his hands once again. "Was this your first time?" You nod.

"Y/n, you should've told me. I would've never let that fucking bastard take your virginity." His heartbeat gets increasingly faster. "Why didn't you say anything!?" He raises his tone and you wince in reflex.

"I'm sorry..." You say lowering your head.

"Shh, hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay? I'm here now." His voice softens once again. "Does it hurt?" You nod and lay your head on his shoulder.

"Tell me where it hurts." Hajime kisses your temple. "Tell nii-san where he hurt you." He takes your hand in his and looks at you. You guide his hand to your chest and lay it on your breasts, the thin fabric of the old t-shirt he gave you being the only thing keeping his skin from touching yours.

"Did he hurt you here? Grabbed you too hard?" You nod, feeling his hypnotizing gaze on you. Koko lays you down softly on the silk sheets he got for you. He hovers over you and lifts your shirt slowly, allowing you time to stop him if you wish, but you let him continue. Bringing his lips to your waist, he kisses your stomach as he continues to push your shirt over your breasts. He leaves a trail of kisses going up your bust and takes your nipple into his mouth, softly running his tongue through your bud. Leaving some more kisses in the area, he looks up at you.

"Better?" You nod. "Does it hurt anywhere else?" You nod once again. "Show me." You take your brother's hand in yours and guide it to your lower area. Where a few hours ago you only felt a sharp pain now there is a heat growing with every touch.

"My baby... I shouldn't have let someone else take your virginity. I should've been your first." Rubbing your heat through your panties, Hajime kisses your lips softly. "You're too pure for this world. I'm not letting that happen again, okay? I promise." You nod, trying to focus on his words, but his touch is getting more and more satisfying. Your brother knows what he's doing to you. He knows how good he's making you feel, and he's not going to let anyone else see you like this ever again. Hajime removes your underwear and brings his hand to your mouth. You lick his fingers, getting impatient. He brings his hand to your cunt once again and spreads your folds. The sensation of his fingers massaging your clit feels so good you're almost forgetting your earlier experience. His movements are slow and sensual, treating you like the most delicate being. Your moans and whines are like music to his ears. His sweet little sister falling apart from his touch, there was nothing compared to that. He presses soft kisses to your temple as he inserts a finger in your cunt, making your moans get louder and louder.

"Shh, it's okay baby." He breathes against your ear. "Nii-san's gonna erase every trace of that man on your body." Those words combined with his touch make you fall over the edge, feeling the knot on your lower stomach come undone on his fingers.

"That's it, baby, you're doing so good." His words are so similar to the man's earlier yet they have a completely different effect on you. "You wanna make nii-san feel good too?"

"Y-yeah... I wanna make nii-san feel good." You say looking up at him, mesmerized by how good he looked right now. His long hair was sticking to his forehead, where small beads of sweat were forming. You can't recall when exactly he took off his shirt, exposing his svelte chest. He looked ethereal right now. You couldn't wrap your head around the fact that you're in the same situation as this evening, yet it feels so perfect now. Koko places himself between your legs, looking at you with a smile on his face.

"It won't hurt this time, I promise." he says as he lines up his cock with your entrance. "Tell me if you want to stop, okay?" You nod and he pushes himself slowly into you. You let out a squeak at the feeling and he chuckles at your reaction.

"You feel so good around nii-san's cock." Hajime says as he sinks the rest of his length into you. "God, how did we not do this earlier?" He moans in your ear, the sound of his voice making you clench around him.

"Is it alright if I move now?" You hear the impatience in his voice. Nodding, you lift your hand to his cheek. He smiles at the gesture and kisses your palm as he carefully thrusts his hips into you. You can't do anything but moan and quiver below him, too dazed to form a thought in your head.

"You're doing so good baby- Fuck... fuck, you feel so good." Koko rests his forehead against yours before kissing your lips. He swallows all your sounds, exploring your mouth with his tongue. He moans against your lips, moving his hips faster.

"Nii-san... Gonna cum..." You breathe out, feeling that familiar heat once again.

"That's good, baby. Come on, cum for me. Cum for nii-san." His thrusts get harder and deeper, making you cum for a second time tonight. Your cunt tightens around him as you climax, making him reach his own.

"Ah, fuck..." Hajime pulls out of you and with some strokes of his hand releases all over your stomach. He catches his breath for a second, admiring the masterpiece before his eyes. His sweet baby sister was now marked by him, and he'd never let anyone else touch you now that he's had a taste of you.

"Are you okay?" He asks. You nod, too tired to move your limbs. "I'm gonna get something to wipe that off, yeah? Koko walks to the closet and grabs a towel, then wets it a bit in the sink of your en-suite bathroom. He cleans his cum off your body. He thinks it looks so good on you, but right now you're looking so drained from the crazy day you had. Well, he can always do that again. Maybe take some pictures for his own enjoyment, too.

"Hajime-nii, this... This isn't normal." You say. What you just did definitely wasn't normal, yet it felt so good. "It's wrong."

"Wrong?" He lays down beside you. "Tell me something, baby, did it feel good?"

"Yeah, it felt good..." you say as you let him take you into his arms.

"Then there's nothing wrong with it. Nothing could possibly be wrong if it makes my sweet little sister feel good." His words make you blush. "Look at me baby" he holds your chin directing your gaze at his. "I took your first time, okay? I was your first. Not that man, not anyone else. It was me. Understand?" You nod.

"You took my first time, nii-san." He smiles at you, patting your head.

"That's my girl. Now go to sleep, you're really tired." Hajime lays your head on the pillow.

"Don't leave" You say.

"I'm not going anywhere, babygirl. Now sleep, I'll be right here when you wake up." Your brother lays by your side, putting his arm around you to run his hand trough your hair. "Sweet dreams."

[lilysdaydreams]

Chocolates

→ Pairing: Corpse Husband X plussize!Reader

→ Request: hello i love you and your writing (firstly) i was wondering if you could write a corpse husband xfem reader who is plus size? i havent seen any of those lol but maybe she gets hate over it and wants to start eating better and working out with him?? you don’t have to if you don’t want to tho!!

→ Warnings: chubby reader, insecure!reader, Body Image issues !!! Swearing, Descriptions of Readers feeling really sad about their body + online hate comments on readers body.

→ A/N: Idk what happened with this. This past week has been hard and I've been really tired but I forced myself to write something. I dont really think its goof but I hope the person who requested it likes it :(((

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You fell into bed, wrapping the blanket around you and rolling over onto your side. Work had been hard today, your manager getting mad at the smallest of things. You could hear Corpse in his streaming room, talking to the viewers. You and Corpse had been together for 2 years now, and both of you had finally decided you were ready to reveal your relationship to his fans. First, you'd simply joined him on stream, talking at some points. Then a few weeks later, he'd posted a photo of him holding your hand and tagged you in it.

Your followers had gone from your 450 friends to 53 000 strangers. And that was only on the first day. You hadn't been on Instagram for a whole week, too overwhelmed about all the attention. It was a Friday today though, so you decided you might as well.

You opened up Instagram and clicked on your profile, eyes widening as you saw the 500k written above followers.

"Five hundred thousand?" You whispered to yourself, not even being able to comprehend the number. Like sure, if you compared it to Corpses 2 million, it seemed small, but it's not as if you did anything! What reason would they have to follow you? You only had two photos posted as well, an outfit photo from your sister's weddings, and one of you drinking a bubble tea.

Quickly clicking on the bubble tea picture, you opened up the comments smiling when the first comment  that caught your eye was "Woah shes so pretty." You scroll slowly, your  smile growing bigger at all the  love that Corpses fans gave you.

"SHES GORGEOUS"

"QUEEN WHAT THE HELL STEP ON ME"

The amount of "CHOKE ME" comments were hilarious.

You chuckled at a few and scrolled again, reading another one.

"Why did he have to pick a fat girl?"

For a second, your heart completely  stopped.

"What the fuck," you muttered.

You quickly clicked on the replies, wanting to see what others had to say. There were people defending you and arguing with the user, and there were others who agreed with them.

“Yes omg do you se ever stomach? Ugh how can Corpse stand staring at that the whole day?”

“Bruh her legs 😂😂”

You sucked in a breath.

You’d never been thin, always a bit chubby and with a bit of stomach fat. You’d been very insecure in high school, always wearing baggy clothes to hide your body, but who hadn’t felt that way in high school. After it though, you’d been okay. You felt happy and Corpse always let you know that he loved your body just the way you were. You were pretty confident normally. Today though... today it felt like all of that confidence has crumbled. You kept scrolling focusing on all the comments that talked about your weight.

Throwing the phone on the bed, you got up and moved to the mirror you have in your room. Grabbing the cloth draped over it, you pulled it off, looking at yourself in the mirror. You can see every flaw the comments talked about. You can see your double chin, your huge stomach, your big thighs. You held your arms up, wincing when you see the fat on them. Your probably looked so bad when you waved bye to someone. Tears now gathering in your eyes, you moved the cloth back over the mirror and then went back to bed, using the pillow to muffle your sobs.

You knew you were being a bit stupid. Random people on the internet and their opinions shouldn’t matter to you. But for some reason, the words had really gotten to you, and all you wanted to do was cry.

A few minutes later, you heard the door open, and knowing it was Corpse, you pushed your head into the pillow even more, not wanting him to look at you like this.

“Babe,” he whispered, coming over and patting you on your back.

“Baby,” he repeated when you refused to say anything and that he could hear was your sniffling. “You okay?”

You sobbed in response and he let out a “Oh” and then pulled you away from the pillow.

You looked down, refusing to look at him because you would look like an absolute mess.

“God I look so bad right now, he’s gonna see me and realise how big of a fat mess I am and leave me,” you thought.

“Hey baby, what’s wrong?” He asked again grabbing you in a hug.

“Was it work?” He asked when you didn’t answer. “or did your mom call again?"

When you stayed silent, he let out a sigh and let you go, getting up from the bed.

You immediately looked up, and asked “Where are you going?" because for a second you felt like it was true.  Maybe Corpse was leaving you because of how disgusting you were.

He looked down at you, startled by your sudden question. "Just to get some chocolate and a blanket."

"No." you said voice shaking a bit from the crying, "I don't want chocolate."

"What babe, what the fuck?" He said softly, dropping back down next to you. "Baby what's going on, just tell me, I can't do anything if you can't tell me."

"You-You know your fans? They're amazing, right?" you finally said, hesitating a little.

"It's just, I checked some comments on one of Instagram posts and there's so many where they're just talking about how fat I am, or how big my stomach is, or how ugly I look," you said, your voice lowering to a whisper at the end.

A beat of silence and then;

"Oh baby noooo," Corpse whispers, grabbing you and pulling you into a hug.

You cant stop the tears from leaking out of your eyes and you bury your head into his shoulder. His hoodie smells like the bodywash he uses, making you calmer in a second.

"Sweetheart, you are absolutely beautiful," he begins, whispering into your ear. "Did you know that when I first saw you, I couldn't even speak? Like I legitimately felt like my mouth had been glued together, I couldn't form any words."

Heat rose to your cheeks as he continued on.

"You were like an angel, literally glowing, and guess what, I still feel like that whenever I see you now. When you come back home and you're wearing that huge hoodie and you just have the hood pulled up because its cold and the little pout on your face, guess what you look fucking gorgeous to me like that. And when you're in our bed, wearing shorts and a crop top with your hair in a bun waiting for me to make popcorn so we can watch a movie, god you look like an angel then okay?"

"Oh ah, when you're on your period, and seriously bloated and eating all the food, you fucking look beautiful to me then as well. Your tummy- Your tummy makes me so happy like look at this soft little baby. And guess what? I fucking LIVE for your thighs and you know that baby, like I will die for them okay? Your ass- well, we both know what I feel about that so I won't say anything." He ended with a chuckle.

You moved back a little, and he grabbed your face and rested his forehead on yours.

Taking a deep breath, he started whispering, eyes locked onto yours.

"Every single part of you is perfect. And I love it. I find you so sexy that I literally cannot breathe sometimes because of your presence. You're amazing and I fucking love you. What those people say on the internet, why the fuck does it matter huh? They obviously can't recognize the absolute fox in front of their faces."

Slowly he wiped the tears from your face, and returned the watery smile that you gave him.

"Chocolates?" he asked, still whispering.

You nodded your head, giggling as he ran to get them.

fin.

[remmushound]

Bear with me

Tags: @brightlotusmoon @selfindulgenz @digitl-art-monstr @scentedcandlecryptid @ilo-artistry

Comfort was always a top priority in the Hamato household. Prized above all else, Splinter always made sure his sons had everything possible to comfort them through the darkness of their isolated lives. Even when there was nothing else to turn to, no food or warmth, nightmares running rampant, there was always comfort, both in each other and in items silky and dear. Soft pajamas with dinosaurs and trains and butterflies, and heavy comforters where Donatello could indulge his burrowing instinct, and cushioned beds where the family could curl up together and be safe.

Comfort, above all other things, was most important.

Raphael, being the oldest, always went to bed later than his brothers; granted, it was only ten minutes later, but it still made him feel special. A special time just for him and his daddy before the warmth of his dreams embraced him and fed him stories enhanced and beautiful. Who didn't like beautiful? Now was that time. Splinter carried Raphael to his big boy bed in the room he shared with all of his family; Leonardo had a habit of wandering off in the night, Donatello couldn’t sleep without his twin, Raphael often had nightmares, and it wouldn’t be fair to let poor Michelangelo sleep alone! And it made Splinter sleep deeper knowing his sons were all together, around him, where he could protect them always.

“Goodnight, my Raphael.” Splinter laid the biggest son down in the pile of stuffed animals, a small collection Raphael had started to assemble. The snapper had even requested higher sides on his bed so his stuffed animals wouldn’t fall off in the night and be lonely; Splinter had, of course, obliged. Splinter kissed his son, whiskers tickling the turtles head as Raphael giggled and kissed his father back. “Sweet dreams.”

But Raphael couldn’t go to sleep right then! His teddies were still a mess from his nap time and he had to fix them all neat and pretty before he could even think about sleeping! They deserved it! So while Splinter settled into his nest, yawning and nestling into himself for preserved warmth, Raphael began to sort his collection. Pippsy was the biggest and always went by his feet, and Tip and Pip were sisters so they had to stay together. Bunny stayed by his pillow, Taigo and the amigos along the left side, and his boo-boo’s (he couldn’t say beanie-boos, so boo boo was the next best thing) went on the other side, and that just left him and Cheech to cuddle! But… where was Cheech?

At first, Raphael hadn’t noticed his absence, but now the empty space in the center of the bed seemed remarkably empty and lonely. Cheech? Raphael began to paw at the sheets and the blanket, not caring about disturbing his other teddies as he searched for his cuddle buddy. Under the pillow? No. Under the dino blanket? No… the pokemon blanket? He couldn’t find Cheech anywhere! Not on the floor, not in bed!

“Cheee!” Raphael’s cry came a low whine riddled with soft, distraught panic. “Chee Chee…”

“Mmm?” Splinter opened one tired eye. “Red, what is the matter?”

“Can’ find...C...Chee…” Raphael babbled almost incoherently, rubbing at his eyes and trying to dismiss the sleep from them. “Nee Chee…”

Splinter yawned and slowly blinked. “Why don’t you sleep with Pipsy tonight and… and I’ll find Cheech in the morning…?”

Splinter tried to settle back down, but was immediately met with a beanie boo to the face.

“NO! NEED CHEE!”

“Raphael!” The full name carried a sharp authority to it, Splinter’s ears laying back as his teeth snapped an instinctual threat he immediately regretted. His voice became softer quickly. “Red, I am tired. Please. Just go to sleep with Pipsy and I promise I will find Cheech tomorrow.”

Raphael whined, almost yowled, as his cheeks puffed out and his face flushed dark. The soft yowl turned into desperate whines, which turned into loud, piercing crying. Splinter was awake now, and so was Donatello, who immediately began to fuss and sob. Then Leonardo followed suit and Michelangelo woke up, though he didn't cry. He only looked around, concerned and distraught over the outbursts occurring all around him.

There was only one way to stifle the outburst and Splinter knew it. Frustration fueling him, the rat forced himself out of bed and snagged Raphael out of the crib by his arm, leaving the room and the twins to cry out their sorrows. Raphael’s screaming became more intense as his sudden grab, but fell softer once he was put down on the rug.

“Stay. There!” And Splinter stalked off to search for the lost teddy and hopefully salvage what was left of his sleeping time.

Raphael stopped screaming, but the sobs and tears didn't leave him because he was alone and scared and now he was cold too and his arm hurt. He started to rub his shoulder where Splinter had grabbed him, intermittently wiping his eyes as he hiccuped and coughed. He looked around for his brothers, but they were still crying in their cribs. He wished he could comfort them, and them him… but Splinter said to stay…

After five long minutes Raphael found himself unable to stay any longer. Wobbling on unsteady and fat legs, Raphael pushed himself up from the rug and waddled back over to his bedroom. Moving as fast as a toddler turtle could move, Raphael pulled himself onto the side of Donatello and Leonardo’s crib. Leonardo had the softshell cradled in his arms, gently trying to sooth the dramatic wailing of his twin.

“Shh…” Raphael reached a hand down and put it on Donatello’s big head, making the softshell look up. “Nuh cry, Donna. Nuh cry…”

Donatello wiped his eyes, lip still quivering as he stared up at his big brother. Raphael smiled and kept petting his brother, reaching down as far as he could so he and Donatlelo could meet.

“Waphie?”

Raphael gave a curious squeak and lifted his head, looking back down at the floor and at Michelangelo who was now out of his crib; the youngest sibling was always an escape artist. With a guilty look on his face, the littlest brother held the worn and graying Cheech out to his brother.

“Chee!” Raphael jumped down and grabbed Cheech, hugging the precious toy tightly to his chest and burying his face in the soft fur so he could breathe in its scent.

“Ah sorry…” Michelangelo said, dragging his feet on the stone floor. “It smell like you… I like it a lot, Waphie…”

Raphael lifted his head from the toy, and he looked at Michelangelo, then back down at his precious Cheech. A moment of thought was all it took for Raphael to shove the toy back into the confused Michelangelo’s arms, scooping his brother up and bearing Michelangelo over to Raphael’s big boy bed, planting the box turtle inside. Michelangelo blinked, but didn't move, and watched with curiosity as Raphael returned to the twins’ crib. One at a time, he grabbed Donatello and Leonardo from their crib, carrying both of them over to the bed where Michelangelo cheered in delight as they were placed on either side of him. Raphael climbed in last, nuzzling in and settling down with all of his brothers and teddies surrounding him.

***

Splinter came wandering back after a long search proved fruitless, with no sign of Cheech in sight. A moment's panic passed through him when he discovered Raphael’s absence, but panic turned to pure, adorable bliss as he discovered all four of his son curled up in the safety of their biggest brothers presence, teddies and turtles and all. Raphael wasn’t quite asleep yet, though his eyes were heavy and tried to force it upon him. He smiled a sleepy smile when he saw his dad, making slow grabby hands.

“Ah found Chee, daddy…” Raphael said with his heavy eyes, followed by a yawn.

“So you did…” Splinter’s cheeks hurt from the smile, but it was a good hurt. An impulse led him to scoop his sons and their teddies up in his arms and to bear them to his nest, a mess of cushions and blankets assembled for maximum warmth.

It was there that he curled up around his sons, settling down with them all safe against the soft warmth of his belly. A hairless hand went to gently rub Raphael’s arm as the smile faded to a soft frown.

“I’m sorry I hurt your arm, Raphael… is it better now?”

“Is otay…” Raphael closed his eyes and nosed his way into a warm spot just under Splinter’s arm. “Can we sleep now, daddy?”

“Of course, Raphael…” Splinter curled up just a little tighter, just to keep his sons close.

Raphael smiled at the gentle constriction and his face under two big, fat hands. Splinter cuddles were always better than Cheech Cuddles!

[sokkisky]

~please bunny come back to me~

Want to make a request?: https://forms.gle/NyZgUcqkCPzHRvVn6

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Rating: SFW (Angst to Fluff) 

Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Pro Hero Y/N 

Warnings: Serious injury, arguing (tense words) 

A/N: Hi you beautiful milky buds! How are you doing? I’m so grateful to have each and every single one of you. I have been getting so many questions lately and here requests are ALWAYS open. I do post DAILY. Just to clear some things up. 

If you have a million ideas you want me to write, create a million requests I really don’t mind. Not to mention if you want a request for another anime, go for it! If I don’t write for that anime I will tell you. You’ll have the most luck with these to name a few 

~MHA/BNHA 

~Fairy Tail 

~Haikyu! 

~Blue Exorcist

To name a few. If you want to ask about another feel free to ask me! Today’s request reads like this. 

Hi! Its me @megustaitachi again lol. I LOVED the request I asked you a few days ago, you wrote it SO SOFT AHH PRECIOUS😭💓. I want to ask you a question, if you don't mind I'll be here making request of my favs characters hehe, is there's a name we can call you? Obviously if you feel comfortable, I would like to know, thanks! *Now the real request* Can I request an scenario or a series*if u want* when Pro Hero Tamaki and his Pro Hero s/o have a fight and the next day y/n have a fight with a villain and they fell like in coma and Tamaki is sad because they didn't apologize for the fight but then y/n wakes up and they apologized and end up cuddling. <3 *yes, I love angst that ends in cuddles ⊂(・﹏・⊂)* Thanks! <3

<3 I said it last time and I'll say it again, I LOVE YOUR WORK KWHWOW💓🙌🏼

Thank you, thank you so much for this request! It’s so angsty ah my poor bby tama. Also you can call me Sokki! Sok, Milky, are a few of my nicknames too so I don’t mind if you call me those either. 

I’m thinking I might make part two of this but I am not sure either. If you want one tell me though!

I love love love LOVE you guys and please please remember to take care of yourselves, be kind to yourself and treat yo self! You are worth it all, don’t ever forget how special and important you are! Now I don’t want to keep you waiting for too long, I hope this meets your expectations. Enjoy!

Part Two 

“You shouldn’t have done that!” 

You sat on the couch, your head in your hands as Tamaki frantically paced in front of you. You knew he was just upset, just worried, but there was no way you could’ve predicted the villain’s next move. You didn’t know that moving to the spot that you did would put you in danger. 

“Tamaki I know I messed up! Let it go!” you finally shouted back. Your head rising from your hands. Tamaki stopped pacing and turned to look at you. 

“Let it go?” he asked, his voice rising. “You nearly got yourself killed, like you were trying to hurt yourself.” he said, his voice shaky. He hated arguing with you. He hated it so much. He wanted to sit down and cuddle you, forget this ever happened but you could’ve gotten hurt! 

“Oh I wanted to get hurt?” you said back in frustration, becoming a bit outraged. Tamaki nodded as both of your phones rang. You answered with a frustrated sigh. 

Another villain was on the loose and they needed the two of you. 

Being a pro hero dating a pro hero was hard, but being a pro hero fighting your pro hero significant other and then having to fight with them is different. You sighed, turning to Tamaki heading towards the door. He followed behind you. 

“Are you gonna hurt yourself again this time?” he asked, annoyed slightly. You ran out in front of him, Tamaki following behind as you ran to the crime scene. “Watch out I just might, then you won’t have such an incompetent partner huh Tama?” you said sarcastically. Tamaki sighed. 

“Wouldn’t that be nice” he murmured to himself. You almost stopped running and he could feel the regret sink in about what he said. You turned to him, opening your mouth to say something, but you ended up just shaking your head and continuing to run to the crime scene.

~~~

All you hear was Tamaki shouting out to you, “Bunny watch out!” as you shielded an innocent bystander before you were engulfed in a ball of blue flame, the fire exploded into a terrible blue explosion. 

Your world went dark and you felt like you were in a void. You could feel rustling beneath you, you saved someone’s life, but at what cost? You fell back, feeling your back hit the paved road. Your eyes couldn’t open, they were closed. Your mouth, your lungs, gasping for air as you felt yourself slip. You heard voices, 

‘Bunny! Bunny!’ 

You could faintly feel something on your shoulders. But then it all faded, diminishing into darkness. 

~~~

Tamaki wandered the streets a bouquet of roses in his hand. Today was supposed to be your anniversary together. He walked, the rain beginning to lightly dribble down, his tears falling down his cheeks. He missed you, dearly, and he couldn’t get those horrible things he said to you out of his head.

2 months passed by now and Tamaki was doing mediocre hero work. Every day he’d look at your costume and hold it close to him, crying alone in your lonely apartment. The apartment the two of you shared. 

He wanted everything of yourself. He kept it around the house, sometimes he’d go through your clothes, trying to see if any scent of you still lingered behind. He'd eat your favorite snacks and watch the shows and movies you’d like. Your apartment walls were covered in pictures of you, your Pro Hero merch was everywhere. Anyone would think he’d be a crazed super fan but he was just in pain. He wanted nothing more than to hold you and apologize over and over again. 

But he couldn’t. 

His alarm went off on his phone and he quickly grabbed his jacket and threw on his shoes, rushing out of the apartment.

~~~

“Welcome back Tamaki.” the brown haired lady said. She clicked her fingers along her keyboard as she sat behind the desk of the hospital. “You know the way, and you’re here just on time. Visiting hours have started so go on ahead.” she said, giving him a small smile. 

Tamaki nodded and made his way through the hospital to the ICU. 

He made his way to your room, opening the door. You were hooked up to dozens of machines and monitors, many lines moving into your arms and chest. Tamaki was here every day he could be, but it didn’t get any easier. He realized he forgot the roses at home but it didn’t matter much. He pulled up a seat, sitting beside you like he normally did. 

He rubbed your forehead and cheeks gently, tears rolling down his eyes. He felt the emotions bubble in him all over again and his head plopped down on your chest, his hands beside his head. He sobbed uncontrollably. His body shook as the blankets muffled his cries. The room had been changed for you, what with all of the plush blankets, soft pillows, plushies, and clothes he brought here for you. He brought you a switch even though you couldn’t play it. He bought a mini fridge and snack basket so he could fill them when you woke up. 

But you weren’t waking up. 

The pain in him was almost unbearable. His muffled apologies filled the otherwise quiet room. He couldn’t help it, not able to ever hold it in when he was next to you. 

But then he stopped. 

He could only feel it slightly but he sat up, his eyes going wide as he stared right into yours. He was frozen in place, was he dreaming? Your beautiful eyes were staring back at him. Tamaki remembered what the doctors told him what would’ve happened when you woke up. You’d be confused, not sure who he was or what was going on. Tamaki quickly rushed up and hit the button requesting a doctor. He sat back next to you holding your hand. 

Your finger moved again. 

You were back to him, and he wouldn’t let you go again. 

To be continued...

[jinkicake]

Baby Boy

Sub!Akaashi

Akaashi Keiji x Reader

Here you go Anon, I don’t think I did sub Akaashi justice. There is no way I can even begin to describe how I imagine it inside of my head.... Yeah, I think about this much more than I care to admit. Eating dinner? Thinking about sub Akaashi. Walking my hag dogs? Thinking about sub Akaashi.

Smut. P0rn without plot. :-)

WC- 948

~~~

There was something in the way that Akaashi looked when he was tied up. How his toned muscled strained against the silky ropes restraining his limbs to the bedposts, he was all exposed only for you. You almost regret putting the dark blindfold over his eyes, it made you start to miss the way his eyes would soften at you when he was begging for relief. 

Akaashi is vocal, he is very loud, something you never noticed before when he was on top of you. He has the most beautiful, gut-wrenching moans and breathy whines that make your stomach dip with need. He begs so well, in a way that makes you want to ruin him.

“Beautiful, please,” His head jerks to the side as you pump his length, his cum is splattered all over his stomach and you can even see a few drops on his chin. Akaashi’s arms flex as he pulls against the restraints, he is so sensitive right now especially since you just made him cum. “i-it hurts.” He whimpers and you tilt your head at him condescendingly.

“I think you enjoy it.” You squeeze him tightly and run your thumbs over his slit, using his cum as lube to easily wrap your fingers around him. 

Akaashi knows his safe word if it really comes down to it. 

“You like the way I touch you, don’t you baby boy.”

Akaashi simply yelps in response, his back arches off the mattress and shakey sobs leave his throat as the painful sensitivity turns into pleasure. The soft material covering his eyes is starting to get damp and you pout at the cries leaving his lips.

“Does it feel that good, Keiji?” You breathe out his name, in a way that makes him shudder and cum all over your hand. This time, there isn’t nearly enough cum as the first time but he still thrusts into your fist to prolong his high.

“S-so good,” He stutters and you squeeze him almost painfully in your fist. “Ah, beautiful! It feels so good!”

“Good boy,” You lean down and lick at his stomach, his hips, anywhere you know is sensitive. “Can you take another?”

Akaashi whimpers at the question, his head tilts back against the pillows yet he nods nonetheless.

“Oh, you think you can?” You’re almost in disbelief that he could cum for you again. “First, you need to do something for me.” Akaashi nods eagerly and whispers spew out of his lips.

“Please, please.” He sticks his tongue out and you take off your soaked panties before bringing them up to his lips.

“Clean them.” Akaashi takes no time to lap at the material, making a show of each lick his tongue makes soaks up your essence. He even goes as far as to suck on the material and you can barely hold yourself back when it happens. It’s almost like he’s nursing like a little baby. 

“I should shove these so deep in your mouth that you choke on them but,” You pause just for dramatic effect and Akaashi gasps lightly. “I want you so bad.” 

You rise up off the bed and hover over his face, Akaashi can feel your thighs beside his head and you know his eyes are darkening under the blindfold.

“Let me make you feel good, my beautiful girl.” He pleads and you lower your pussy onto his face, Akaashi slowly sticks his tongue out and moans immediately at the taste. The vibrations of his moans make you fall forward, gripping the bedpost as you begin grinding onto his face. 

You catch onto the way his sharp jaw is moving as his tongue fucks you and the sight alone makes your toes curl in pleasure.

“Yes, Keiji,” You whine loudly and your boyfriend sucks at your soaked entrance. The noise echos throughout the room and you squeeze his face between your thighs. Your hips gyrate against his face, moving in circles when his nose hits your clit in just the right position. Akaashi massages your walls with his tongue, making you scream out when he sticks the warm muscle deep inside of you. However, the feeling is nothing compared to when he begins to pay attention to your clit. Akaashi knows how to work you, mold you into a weak mess, and he does exactly that despite being tied up and blindfolded.

Akaashi sucks harshly on your clit, caressing it with bold stripes of his tongue before he lays the muscle flat against the sensitive area.

“Keiji, Keiji,” You chant and bring one of your hands to fondle your breasts, pinching your nipple between your fingers. The pain from it is smoothed over by Akaashi’s tongue, his moans are so loud despite being muffled by your soaking cunt. “Right there,” 

Akaashi takes the cristisicm and continues to do exactly what he had been doing before, pratically throwing you over the edge as a result. You smother his face as you presses your hips down against his mouth, your back curls over as the explosive feeling takes off within you and you cry out as your boyfriend continues to please you through it all.

You fall off of him as your chest rises up and down rapidly, you continue to breathe in the air almost as if you had not been able to before. You reach up and rip the blindfold off of your boyfriend’s face and are met with the same fucked out expression in his eyes.

“I’m going to fucking ride you and use you like a toy.” You threaten but it comes out rather weak due to your post-orgasmic state. Akaashi pays no mind to it, his eyes light up in an exciting way.

“Do it.”

~ Taglist.

@yams046 @why-am-i-sad-and-sleepy

[sanababes]

Saviour pt. 2

Pairings: g!p reader x Lee Gahyeon

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics (alpha!reader & omega!gahyeon), soft smut that makes me soft :D

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Your heavy but long strides echoed throughout your house, an unreadable expression was written on your face as you gripped the almost-wrecked phone in your hand. This simply happened after a certain message was sent from Gahyeon, "Y/n, I need you right now."

Since the incident from the party, you promised Gahyeon that you'll protect her from anything, suddenly having a feeling of responsibility for the latter wasn't new to you. But rather, it's possible that you have another reason for it.

You learned that the omega only lives in a tacky and unlovely dormitory, her parents are also miles away from her which results in her lack of contact with other people except for a few friends. And by that, you proposed to let her live in your mansion since there's a lot of unoccupied rooms. It took a while for her to fully decide but she agreed nonetheless.

But right now, nothing was running on your mind except for Gahyeon's well-being.

"Where is she?" you glanced at Jeongyeon, the latter was clearly trying to keep up with your quick steps.

"Gahyeon is in her room, Miss." your servant answered. "She doesn't want any of us to come in and insisted that she wanted to see you, and you only."

Your worries ceased for a bit, but it wasn't enough to calm your nerves wholly. Gahyeon is not the type who'll pull up something like this unless it's really necessary.

You pressed your lips together before drawing one in to run your tongue over it. You can feel your heart thump against your chest tremendously as you reached out slowly to grab the door knob. Giving Jeongyeon a one last look, you nodded your head and dismissed her before twisting the door open.

"Gahyeon–"

Her mellow scent immediately greets you, but it was stronger than before and a hint of her arousal almost made your knees weak.

Your hand that grips the door knob loosen itself as you took a whole lot of willpower to walk inside Gahyeon's room. Her pheromones filled the whole place, then you looked around to see her balled up in the corner, soft whimpers left her plump lips. You can hear muffled sobs coming from the latter which made your heart ache for a bit.

"Gahyeon-ah, I'm here. Stop crying, okay?" You held her into your arms whilst kissing her forehead softly.

You can feel her clutch onto your shoulders, her face also finding its way into the crook of your neck. Her body is slightly trembling so you decided to carry her carefully to the bed.

"Y-Y/n… I don't feel s-so well," she mumbled, almost inaudible but you managed to catch her words. 

You sighed lowly before proceeding to check her temperature, she's a little warmer than usual and you promptly looked down to check on the wet patch by her crotch, you perceived that it was her own slick, before letting the girl melt into your own embrace.

Gahyeon wrapped her arms around your neck and began to calm down from her cries earlier. You propped your arms between her sides so your weight wouldn't crush on the latter too much. 

"You have a mild fever, it's better for me to get some wet towels to cool you off." you explained, knowing it wasn't really the whole truth.

The girl beneath you just replied with a whine, shaking her head in the process. You just huffed out a breath then shoved your head into the pillow near Gahyeon's head, wishing it to help in minimizing the amount of her pheromones that you're currently inhaling.

"Y/n," Gahyeon suddenly calls out.

You instantly hummed, letting her know that she'd got your attention.

"Can you let off your scent for me…?"

You let out a noise of confusion, your eyebrows furrowed as you stared down at the blushing omega. Her hands unconsciously gripped your triceps while she waited for your answer. You almost cooed at the sight, but you tried to compose yourself.

"Huh? There's no need to do that and uh, you're just a little sick right?" you stated with such concern.

Gahyeon just chuckled softly at your statement, she already knew what's happening to her. It's just the thought of being vulnerable and susceptible to other alphas made her overthink as soon as her first heat took place. 

But she knew that you'll be there for her.

"Stop lying, I know that I'm in my heat cycle." the omega said which caught you off guard.

'I guess she's aware of it already…'

You sighed in defeat before reluctantly emitting your scent slowly but surely, not wanting to overwhelm Gahyeon. Muffled hums came from the girl as she buried her face deeper into your neck, the feeling of her lips against your skin made you shudder lightly.

"Is this enough?" you asked, hesitating at the moment.

Gahyeon just replied with what you discern as a moan, your face flushed immediately and you practically melted due to the latter's influence. 

You decided to distract yourself by playing with the purple locks of the omega, tangling them gently into your fingers, then untangling them back again before scratching her head to form a sense of comfort. You knew how hard it was for omegas when they're in heat, you knew too well from the experiences you had in the past. It makes them suffer, and your scent can be the least that you can do for Gahyeon.

You winced internally as the sweet and calming scent from the omega was starting to take a toll on your body. The aching tightness in your slacks wasn't doing any good for you too. 

'Just relax, Y/n. You're here for Gahyeon's comfort and not for your own…'

You closed your eyes in silent agony, slowly resting your head into the pillow once again.

"Y/n, a-are you alright?" you heard Gahyeon whisper, her hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear. 

"Of course, I am... How 'bout you?" you managed to say without stuttering.

Gahyeon just laughed breathlessly, you were curious as to why you've met her hooded gaze. 

"You're really selfless, aren't you?"

"Uhm to strangers, not really, but if they're someone I dear the most then I suppose I might be."

Her hands slid up to your cheeks then she began to caress them tenderly, making you lean into her touch. Her eyes reflect a beauty that you can only see, you couldn't help but to fall deeper with or without context. 

The next thing that happened made butterflies erupt from your stomach… Gahyeon pulled you in for a kiss.

Her mouth slotted perfectly into yours, your body weakened as your lips danced against hers. When you mustered the strength to pull away, you looked dazed as ever. 

This made Gahyeon giggle as she pecked your lips again, "I love you, Y/n."

Her words made you flash a bright smile, one that she will treasure the most. 

"Really? Well, I- uhm, I love you too…" you avoided her gaze sheepishly, a small bit of your pride for being an alpha is injured as you can't help but to feel soft for the omega below you.

'I can't bear to watch Siyeon's and the other girls' reaction once they know about this...'

Gahyeon suddenly whimpered as she began to breathe heavily, she felt warmness creep beneath her skin and waves of heat ignited and burned through her core. She was visibly panicking as you tried your best to ease her frustrations. 

But then, nothing was working anymore. Your scent still couldn't calm her down and you tried all possible solutions, you had no choice left.

All of a sudden, you remembered your previous conversation with Chan.

"What if those alternatives don't work? I know that sometimes, heats are very hard to handle."

Chan took a sip of his tea that you had just prepared. He had an apologetic smile on his face before answering, "Then you'll need to leave her alone as she suffers for a week."

"...There's one more way though, but I'm sure it will never even be one of your options," he added.

You shrugged your shoulders, "I wouldn't know, unless you tell me."

He chuckled lightly and leaned back on his seat.

"Then, you'll have to mate her."

Unbeknownst to you, your knuckles turned white from the deadly grip you had on Gahyeon's bedsheet. 

"I can't… do that," you mumbled under your breath.

Gahyeon lets out a yelp when she accidentally brushed her core against your bulging crotch. You also flinched at the touch but that wasn't your priority at the moment, you were still in conflict with your thoughts.

"Y-Y/n, I can't h-help it anymore…"

You were about to ask what's wrong when a sharp pain in the junction of your neck and shoulder interrupted you from doing so. You bit back a moan as your ragged breath fanned across Gahyeon's shoulder, her shirt's neckline reveals the luscious flesh and almost reached her breasts.

"You just marked me," you uttered with amusement.

The omega gasped in realization and began to blabber tons of apologies, you just chuckled and grabbed her wrists before pinning them above her head.

"I want to help you, Gahyeon-ah" you pressed a soft kiss on her lips. "It will be much more painful if you keep resisting your heat and there's nothing I can do–"

"Then, just take me!" 

Your eyes widened at her sudden bluntness.

"Are you sure? I have some suppressants and inhibit–"

"No, I don't need any of those," Gahyeon peered up through her lashes, hands bunched up on the waistline of your blouse. "I'm ready…" she purred softly.

You immediately leaped into action, discarding all of Gahyeon's clothes while trailing kisses on her chest, down to her midriff, until you reached the wetness between her legs. The latter's breath growed heavier as you began to lap on her slit whilst pinning her hips down by wrapping your hands around her thighs. You groaned at the sweet taste of her slick, licking up her clit and swirling the working muscle around the swollen bud.

"You taste so good, baby girl." you hummed to the omega as her back arches off and her eyes closed in ecstasy.

You moved your tongue faster as you kept your eyes focused in Gahyeon's each and every move, the thin layer of sweat on her body emphasizes the contraction of her muscles in her abdomen, and her arched and glossy neck makes her look pretty as ever.

"I-I'm close! Y/n, ngh~" Gahyeon moaned desperately as she reached down to tug on your hair.

You rubbed her sides in a comforting manner, and within just a minute, the girl came down from her high while loud whines and moans spilled out from her mouth. Her body twitches as you continue to lick her through, then she grabbed one of your hands and pulled you up to meet her with a passionate kiss. Her tongue dipped into your wet cavern as she sneakily draped her arms around your neck. You let her take control for a while, your hands sliding down to caress the soft flesh on her chest. Gahyeon moaned at the contact, you took it as an advantage so you pulled away and began to nip and suck on her neck, leaving light bruises but you didn't dare to mark her fully without her consent.

Carrying on with your duties, you started to leave kisses on her mounds. Taking one of her nipples into your mouth whilst fondling on the other. At the same time, Gahyeon's cute little noises made your heart swell. It makes you more eager to pleasure the girl as she goes through her first heat.

The omega suddenly nudges her thigh between your crotch, teasingly rubbing her knee against the hardened member beneath your pants. You abruptly groaned at the touch, Gahyeon even thought that you're going to push her away but thankfully, you let continue and even grinded against her thigh.

"Y/n, fill me up please~" she cooed, her cheeks reddened as she gnawed on her lower lip.

You looked up and hesitantly hovered your hand over the zipper of your slacks, "Are you really sure? No backing out or something– hey!"

Gahyeon was too impatient to even care right now, she cuts you off and began to undo your pants and removed your boxers immediately after. You huffed out a breath that you've been holding as she started to pump your cock against her hands slowly. The look on her face didn't take so long to make you fully hard in her touch, deciding that she'd waited so long, you pushed her back down to the bed and guided her hands onto your back for her to hold on.

"Tell me if you ever want me to stop, okay?" you pecked her lips and she quickly responded with a nod.

"What's your safe word, baby?" Gahyeon blushed at the given nickname but she answered immediately.

"Pink."

You smiled softly before rubbing the head of your length in her folds, letting her slick cover the tip as you pushed yourself in, inch by inch. Gahyeon immediately clenched her walls around you, your breathing hitched at the feeling. 

You began thrusting in a comfortable pace as hushed moans were elicited from the both of you. The omega wrapped her legs around your waist and pulled you closer so she could bury her face into your neck, it was something she found as a source of your familiar warmth.

"Fuck," you moaned out while hitting Gahyeon's sweet spot repeatedly.

You can hear the girl chanting your name as you began to ram deeper inside her, you just couldn't help it due to her warm and tight, velvety walls that kept you going. 

A low groan came from you when you felt Gahyeon sinking her nails into your back, "Ahh, Y/n~ I'm cumming!"

You can hear strangled whines from the latter as your hips started to stutter. You can feel her walls clenching around your cock which made you breathlessly moan against the skin of her neck. 

"That's it, baby. Cum for me."

You thrust became slower but it still touches all the right spots of the writhing omega beneath you. She lets out a deep breath as her orgasm shoots through her core. Then you glanced down at the slick oozing from her cunt, pulling out gently before pumping your hand vigorously on your cock as you tried to reach your own high. 

"Oh god…" You growled huskily, letting out strings of white rope into the bedsheet as Gahyeon watched you fervently. You had your head thrown back in pleasure while a groan of the omega's name left your lips. You slowly collapsed beside Gahyeon and let your breath steady, earning a chuckle from her.

"Ughh, I think my back stings…" you mumbled which didn't go unheard by the latter.

She lets out a small giggle before climbing on top of you and slipping your softened shaft inside her with a single thrust. You grunted in surprise as she felt your cock throb not-so-slightly.

"Relax, my saviour. I just think that keeping you warm might calm you down," She whispered teasingly before planting a kiss on your cheek and rested her head on your chest.

Your body just became stiff as you tried not to move too much, and at the same time, Gahyeon's consciousness floats away and she quickly falls asleep in your hold. You sighed in content while wrapping your arms around the omega's petite frame, and it didn't take long before you joined her fast asleep.

(a/n: yay! my first work of 2021 😌 thank you for waiting patiently HSHSHS i know that you guys anticipated for this so I'M HERE TO SERVE RIGHT NOW)