#also just. rly like cock sorry

[hexslvt]

im so nosey im like ohhh you're jerking off ? can i see can i see can i see can i see can i see can i see can i see pls

[bdsmrist]

best thing abt dunmesh? everyone trans. oh ur a trans guy? which more obnoxiously transgenderly trans guy are u? are u shorty balding 30 y/o chilchuck? deliciously autistic and troubled kabru with beautiful girly eyes? speaking of girly, maybe ur sissel; also short, just more sinister and all pronoun. or maybe u embrace the mithrun sadboy tboy swag. are u a super hot bear w huge tits? oh cool nice to meet you senshi (like cmon he literally got chest dysphoria are u kidding) are u trans and thats all fun n all but rly u just rly want to talk abt the Cool Thing™️ u just read abt— oh okay laois. he/him lesbian namari. thats all.

[jwnzlvr]

dreamin’ bout you

kinktober 2024 !! day four : wet dreams

pairing : kamo choso x fem!reader

summary : what does choso do when he’s sick of having wet dreams about you and not being able to get the real thing? we answer that in this fic!

wc : 340+

warning : SMUT (mdni), mentions of masturbation, p in v, subby!choso for a split second tbh, not proofread

notes : chosochospccjosochoso LOVEEEEEE HIM i will always go back to u pookums shookums also i went to my ex situationships house today his mom loves me but holy shit yall ever have a rly bad moment of weakness? i wrote this choso fic to cope. like on the spot. sorry yall enjoy

this has been happening for way too long.

images of you flash through choso’s mind. when he sleeps, all he sees is you. whether he’s kissing you or fucking you, it’s just you.

it always leads to him fisting himself stupid. he doesn’t stop until he feels like his dick is really about to burst and not in a good way. you’re just so damn addicting to him. he needs the real thing. he needs you.

maybe he shouldn’t have called you so late at night. he thought it wasn’t the best idea to call and say that he needed you urgently. that he’d die if you weren’t on his dick. but you definitely weren’t any better for going along with it.

“you need me that bad? really? maybe i should just let you take care of it on your own.” you’d teased him with a laugh. that led to him immediately begging and whining for you to stop fucking around. for you to come over and just do him a favor. just this time.

and that’s what led to you on his bed, letting him plow into you. he had his hands on your thighs to keep them apart. his cock pistoned in and out of you, throwing you for a fucking spin. choso’s moans along with your own mixed in the silence of the night.

he couldn’t believe he was finally acting out his dreams. he finally got what he wanted: your pussy. “thank you- fuck… thank you so much…” he moaned out, his head hung from how fucked out he was. his sharp eyes focused on the way you sucked him in.

you couldn’t even respond to him from how intense everything felt. for a half curse, he definitely fucked a lot better than any human you’d been with. you chalked it up to his desperation. he reached the deepest parts of you, making you writhe under him in pleasure.

“you should dream about me more often.” you stuttered through whimpers and choso’s harsh thrusts. and honestly? choso couldn’t agree more.

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[nocturnalcharm]

NSFW Alphabet (Logan Howlett)

𐙚 cw: everything nsfw that you can imagine. i made logan SO fucking horny lol 𐙚 a/n: all of these are just my ~opinions~ so feel free to disagree w me lol also maybe a lil self indulgent so probs not v accurate to wolvie but its alr :,) 18+ blog!! you are responsible for your own media consumption. if any of the above makes you uncomfortable, do not proceed.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

— he helps clean you up, considering he goes like 4 fucking rounds and by the end of it, you can barely walk. helps you to the bathroom n all hehe

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

— hmm.. feel like his favorite body part on himself is his arms. and on you it’s your ass. he’s def an ass man.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

— so sorry but he cums a LOT. like a fuckton of cum, no pun intended.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

— he works out, not just bc of his job etc, but bc he likes to be able to throw you around like a ragdoll ohmygoshhh.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

—mhmm yes maam. he knows exactly what he’s doing, very experienced.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

— rly likes standing up, holding you under your legs. ALSO doggy and he pulls your hair, so your back is arched. ALSO ALSO,, missionary bc he likes to see your face

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

— def serious. never goofy. maaaybe if yall are drunk he’d be less serious but other than that.. nah.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

— he’s hairy for sureee. very hairy. keeps it tidy for you tho.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

— hahaha.. not romantic. he’s dominant and rough and mean. talks dirty, slaps, chokes

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

— tbh, feel like he doesn’t masturbate. like he’d 100% rather fuck you, and if he can’t, he’d rather just wait til he can.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

— dirty talk, spanking, lil bit of bdsm, likes to handcuff you sometimes, i could go on..

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

— bed or shower. he likes the shower for easy cleanup heheh. but tbh will fuck you anywhere if he’s horny enough

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

— lingerie. and when you sit on his lap!! also when you touch him a lot in public, doesn’t even have to be dirty, just like holding his arm, rubbing his back,,,, oof

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

— cuckholding. he’s way too possessive and jealous. not that you’d want another man to fuck you bc he does such a good job.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

— definitely likes eating pussy. feel like he can cum JUST from eating you out. you love sucking his dick too though. 69 often.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

— starts out nice & slow, so you can get used to his cock, but once you’re good, he is a fucking jackhammer; rough and fast.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

— i feel like he fucks whenever and wherever he can, no matter the time limit. he is horny. like all the time. so yeah he likes quickies.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

— likes to experiment. normally it’s you bringing up a new idea and he’s always down to try it, but if he’s not a fan, he will tell you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

— oof.. multiple rounds. that man has STAMINA. like 3-4 rounds, or more depending on his day. typically ends with you begging for him to cum bc you can’t take anymore.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

— he doesn’t care for toys, just prefers you and him alone together. but wouldn’t be opposed to trying it if you really wanted to try something

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

— he loves to tease you; loves to watch you squirm just from his words

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

— he definitely does dirty talk and isn’t against moaning/grunting but he’s not loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

— just imagining you in the middle of fucking and you ask him to slap you, and he’s a lil hesitant at first bc he doesn’t want to hurt you but you both end up liking it ughhh

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

— he’s big girl… very girthy, and like 8 inches long.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

— HIIIGH. extremely high. can go multiple rounds, but it’s good bc you can too

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

— he falls asleep like right after, soon as he and you are cleaned up, he’s knocked out

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[gothlcsan]

heyy your page is rly interesting!! can i req how zb1 would handle their chubby gf in bed headcannons pleaseee 🙏

headcannons from a chubby girl to you ♡

18+ • SMUT • no gunwook or yujin • minors dni • drabble 𝜗𝜚

warnings: breeding kink (gyuvin wants to get reader pregnant), zb1 loves tits, ass, and tummies (confirmed), mentions of redwings.. sorry i’m so sleepy tags are impossible right now, forgive me

Gyuvin loves, loves, loves tummies. Especially when his large hands sprawl across yours when he’s fucking into you via missionary. Loves the way your breasts bounce and in turn, expose your rolls and tummy all for him to kiss and hold. He can’t help but caress your tummy when he’s eating you out, kissing it after making you cum on his tongue because GOD HE LOVES TUMMIES, YOUR TUMMY! Has a definite breeding kink and will place his hand against it asking if he can get you pregnant.. And if I say that he prefers chubbier partners because he is so into tummies..

Jiwoong begs you to ride him, reassuring you that you’re not too “fat” or “heavy” for him to handle. He will leave beautifully pressed bruises against your love handles as he guides your pace, his lips shaking as he spews on how good you feel wrapped around his cock. Jiwoong likes to surprise you by lifting his hips, showing you that your weight will never bother him or change the fact he’s going to make you cry and go dumb around his cock, kissing you feverishly in between praises. Prefers when you face him so he can see your boobs bounce in his face because he loves the stretch marks that run around them.

Ricky is quieter about his love of your chubbiness but his actions speak louder. He loves to dress you up in fitting clothing that compliments your breasts, plush thighs, your ass, and god his fixation on how your tummy isn’t flat underneath the pretty black fabric.. insanity. He takes his time undressing you, kissing each inch of your skin, his fingers squeezing your thick thighs. He’s such an ass man. Ricky kissing your back rolls as he fucks you in doggy because the way your ass loudly slaps agaisnt his thighs makes his head spin. He also loves eating you from the back because he’s able to have your ass bounce on his face which makes him nearly cum untouched. You never have to worry about Ricky not showing you how much he loves both you and your body, Ricky making it very evident touching you constantly and calling you “pretty” under his breath as he leaves kisses.

Zhanghao loves having you strip in front of him. He will leave suggestive touches across your skin, you hovering over his lap until he makes you sit on him. He doesn’t waste time, pushing your breasts together in his hands loving the way they spill over his fingers. Calls you beautiful when you wrap them around his cock giving him a boob job. Loves to grab your ass in public, the way his hand can’t even begin to grasp all of it makes him shiver, if he could take you there he would. He’s so reassuring that if you ever questioned your worth, he’d plant kisses all over your body and tell you witty jokes to make you forget that you were ever insecure around him. He’s a happy boyfriend who loves you deeply and of course your boobs.. he can’t get enough of them > <

Matthew refuses to let you be sad when you watch tiktoks of girls having their boyfriends pick them up and positioned around their neck via their legs. He is consistently in the gym and that man is more than happy to ensure you feel like you weigh absolutely nothing. His manhandling kink (and your strength kink) shine through as he uses just the slightest bit of his strength to pin you down and breed you full!!!! He’s also an ass man, loving the way it jiggles and the way his hands aren’t able to hold all of it, kneading it as he makes you sit on his face, bumping your clit against his nose.

Taerae loves pussy so much, needs to have his head between your thighs constantly because “it makes him happy.” He gets annoyed when you hold yourself back in fear that you’ll crush him with your thighs, Taerae growling into your pussy as he holds your plush thighs in place firmly wrapped around his head. He loves when you rub yourself against his face, drenching him in your arousal. So vocal about how much he loves your thighs and pretty pussy. Also a firm believer that Taerae has a mission on receiving his red wings. Doesn’t care that you have a fat pussy, will happily eat you out and help relieve cramps.

Hanbin is the literal greenest flag a person could possibly be. He’s genuinely obsessed with you and making sure you never feel unloved. Has an obsession with stretch marks, trailing them with kisses saying they look so beautiful. Puts you in skirts because he loves having easy access to fuck into you because you’re so pretty and seeing you in binkis make it hard for him to not get hard. :( Constantly praising you during sex, kissing your tummy, leaving kisses down your throat and hidden by your rolls. He genuinely loves you so much and loves your love handles, scolds you when you belittle yourself because that’s HIS girlfriend you’re being mean to. Self indulgent but he is definitely the type to call you a “goddess” while eating you out because he loves the way you taste.

In conclusion, these men know that fuller features come with curves and “imperfections” that cause insecurities and will do their best to ensure you always feel loved both physically and emotionally.

[cyberpxnk]

jealous | song mingi (2/2)

♡  part one

(can be read standalone.)

♡ pairing: mingi x fem! reader (afab) ♡ chapters: 2 out of 2 ♡ word count: 4.3k ♡ rating: mature/18+ (minors dni) ♡ genre: pwp, smut, established relationship 

♡ synopsis: Nothing could have prepared you for the ray of pink that was Song Mingi when you walked through the door at that moment. 

♡ warnings/tags: idol! mingi, pink! mingi, brief mentions of ateez, san + woo being lil shits, shameless smut, jealous behavior, possessive behavior, cock warming, slight somnophilia, pussy eating/cunnilingus, biting, hair pulling, minor overstim, size kink, unprotected sex, dirty talk, praise, name calling, breeding kink if u squint, creampie

♡ author’s note: 

kinda proof read but again, not rly... hehe :3

howdy again, friends! here is the conclusion to jealous. i hope you all enjoy as much as the first chapter! :3 i had a lot of fun writing this one. seeing all the support has really been encouraging!!

When you step into the stylist's corner that evening, you aren't sure what to expect after overhearing the boy's discussions the previous night. Amidst themselves they chatted animatedly about the possibility of different colored hair. Their rush of words only left you with an undying curiosity as to what you would see today in the hair salon. Unfortunately, none of them seemed too keen on sharing with you, even after your insistent probing.

The time they spent with neutral tones was surprisingly short and they were all too soon being ushered back to the stylists for their new looks. If you had a say, you would have easily protested the idea — given how much you loved Mingi with natural looking hair… but alas.

And sure, most of them had practically gone through the entire rainbow at that point but nothing could have prepared you for the ray of pink that was Song Mingi when you walked through the door at that moment.

Eyes wide with surprise and bewilderment, you're bouncing over to the tall man, practically gushing and cooing as you take in his new appearance. His hair is shorter now, shorter than you've ever seen. The wisps that previously framed his handsome and sharp features are nothing but choppy and sporadic.

"Wow," is all that you can utter as your fingers card through his freshly dyed locks. A low hum of approval comes from him. You stand behind him, staring at him through the mirror he sits before. In the reflection, he's meeting your bright eyes as he beams with a newfound radiance, noting how smitten you seemed.

"Do you like it, babe?" Mingi preens, leaning into your gentle affections as you're stroking his scalp lovingly.

"You look... Uh. Wow." A deep laugh rumbles from his large frame upon hearing your lack of words.

"I look hot, huh?" Pursing your lips, you choose not to reply as you catch the teasing hint behind his words. His statement shakes you from your charmed stupor, as if you're just now remembering how your lovable boyfriend is also oh so insufferable.

"What about meeee~? Do I look good?" You ignore San's whine in the background.

Grasping a fistful of Mingi's hair, you give a playful tug and he lets out a pained noise of complaint.

"Ow! Sorry, sorry… You know I’m just joking."

"You're so annoying, Min." Smoothing out his rosy tufts, you pat his head once and step away to observe some of the others as they're scattered about the salon.

Only a few of the members are in today, most of them having opted to keep their more natural styles. Upon further inspection, you note that only Mingi, Hongjoong, San and Wooyoung are present.

The captain's head is tipping back and forth as he's snoozing peacefully within his chair. You can see they're still lifting his hair, him having fallen asleep as the light color processes. You smile. It would definitely look good once finished.

Not wanting to disturb his beauty sleep, you sneak around him and weave your way toward San and Wooyoung.

Akin to the devil himself San has his teeth bared in the widest grin, dimple showing as he tilts his head toward you, beckoning for you to pet him just as you did with Mingi.

"San, why are even you here? They didn't do anything to your hair."

"It's just a little styling and trimming. See!" The man kicks off the ground and swivels in his chair, spinning a bit to show himself off from all angles. You can't really tell any difference. You resist the urge to roll your eyes at him and snicker alongside Wooyoung as you both ignore his antics.

"It looks good, right? I'm so handsome, right?" San knits his eyebrows together and juts out his lips, offering you his signature pouty face.

"Right, right?"

"Yes, yes. You're so handsome, Sannie. So handsome with your silly little trim."  Though the sarcasm of your statements are blatantly obvious, he has never seemed more pleased. So pleased in fact, that he grasps your hand and places it atop his head before he begins nuzzling into your palm. He really did have some cat like tendencies.

You let out an exasperated sigh and open your mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by your lover.

"Dude! Get your own girlfriend!" Having witnessed the entire charade from his corner, Mingi is on his feet now and you swear you can see steam coming from his ears. You know San's jokes are mostly for shits and giggles, but you do feel a little bad seeing your boyfriend so riled up.

It was only a few weeks ago you had your asses chewed out by management after what you and San planned. Not to mention Hongjoong was on his last nerve and would definitely limit your visitations if you pulled another stunt like that.

Despite knowing the repercussions, San chooses to ignore the rapper as he grins, hand cupped over his mouth while he's leaning over to his partner in crime, whispering to the other.

"Watch him wake up Captain and get into deep shit again." They both snicker.

"Aw, is the big pink princess jealous?" Shooting a look of warning to the pair, you rush over to Mingi.

"San, you directly contributed to our ‘deep shit,’ so I don't wanna hear it!" Stepping closer to the fuming giant, you run your hands along his arms, trying to soothe his anger. His own limbs immediately wind around your waist, pulling you against his solid chest protectively.

"He's just messing with you again, baby."

"I know," he says through grit teeth.

"I'll make it up to you tonight," you murmur into his ear softly, giving his lobe a gentle nip. Upon hearing your words, his eyes darkened considerably. He squeezes you once.

Thankfully, this seems to pacify his temper as he settles down, allowing you to press a chaste kiss to his lips.

"You better."  Without another word, the man returns to his seat. The tension visibly falls from his shoulders, a pleased smile stretching across his features at the thought of your promise for later.

Unfortunately, you're left to deal with San's taunting again once Mingi comfortably slouches into his chair, ignoring everyone as he begins to play around with his phone.

"I'll make it up to you later," San parrots in a sickeningly sweet tone.

"You better." Wooyoung follows his mimicry and the pair burst into an obnoxious fit of giggles. Woo's laughter raises an octave higher as they're both slapping each other around and squirming hilariously in their chairs, making kissy faces.

Two grown ass men. You shake your head and sigh.

The commotion causes Hongjoong to stir. The smaller man rouses from his sleep, rubbing his eyes tiredly as his bleary glare lands on the troublesome duo.

"You two are so loud. You think I would be used to it by now."

Everyone falls silent when they finally realize their captain has awoken. His sleepy gaze sweeps over the room, eyebrows cocking up in surprise when he notes that Mingi seems to be the most behaved of the bunch. That was not typical, but he wouldn't dwell on it.  There's a curt nod in your direction, as if he’s giving you kudos for trying to keep the boys in line.

"Behave, kids."  Hongjoong leaves them a single warning, too tired to chastise them as his droopy eyes fall shut, the drowsiness overtaking him once more.

The bickering has died down now and everyone is left to their own muses, the previous playful encounters momentarily forgotten as a comfortable silence overtakes the room.

Another half hour passes by in a breeze and it's not long before you're all filing back into a company van to return home. Shuffling between each member, you're quick to buckle into your seat beside Mingi and no sooner is the vehicle veering out of the driveway toward the direction of the dorms.  

As the van takes off the street lights fade in passing, blurring beneath the night sky. The sight has your eyelids growing heavy, suddenly feeling a bit exhausted from your day's events. You don't seem to realize how tired you are until your cheek falls on your lover's broad shoulder.

Blinking at the sudden weight on him, Mingi turns slightly to look at you before a fond smile overtakes his face once he sees you dozing off. A warmth spreads within his chest as he takes in your delicate features, cooing lovingly before he presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Sleep tight, baby."

The first time you awake that night you don't register the feeling of his lips trailing along your shoulder. Groggily opening your eyes, you're met with mostly darkness, only a sliver of the moonlight peeking from the window. You can feel the springs of a mattress beneath you and the familiarity of Mingi's lean body pressed to your back. Like most nights, he holds you from behind, effectively caging you in his arms.

Though you don't recall the man carrying you from the car to the dorm, it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. This wasn't the first occasion where you had knocked out on the ride home. Mingi was all too used to hauling your ass back to his room and readying you for bed — which mostly just consisted of him stripping you to your undergarments and tucking you in.

With your current state of undress, the man beside you feels particularly restless. He fidgets once, then twice. You squeeze his arm gently and that's all it takes for his curious hands to begin roaming upon your bare skin, ghosting along your hips and stomach before he's cupping one of your breasts to fondle between his palm, rolling your nipple between his fingers.

A quiet and tired whine falls from your lips and you're soon shifting against the bed, your panty clad ass brushing against him. Feeling your movements he involuntarily bucks against you and even through the fabric of delicates separating you, you feel the weight of his half hard cock against your backside.  

His lips find purchase on your neck once more, eager to paint a pattern of his love bites on the skin. There are fading marks from days prior and he's readily retracing over the hickeys with teeth and tongue. The thrill of showing others his claim was simply his favorite.

Despite the desire that throbs between your thighs, you find yourself too drowsy to reciprocate, only just barely grinding yourself against him as he continues to grope at your body and rut against you.

"Fuck," he curses between wet kisses along your nape.

There is an air of impatience in his actions and he's hurriedly fumbling around with his boxers, freeing his erection from its confines. It slaps up against one of your cheeks and you can feel his precum leaking through your underwear.

Mingi is unable to help himself as he pulls your panties to one side, lining himself along your slit before he's slowly sheathing his thick cock past your walls, already wet and coated with your arousal. Even in your dazed state, you feel a surprised moan bubbling from your throat as you begin to clutch onto the bed sheets when your cunt stretches deliciously around him to accommodate his size.

Consumed by the feeling of your walls clenching around him, a pleased growl spills from your lover's lips. The grip he has on your waist returns and soon he's bottoming out within you, pelvic bone flush to your ass as he's relishing the heat that hugs his length so tightly.

Gods, your pussy felt like the heavens to him. Mingi knew he could come then and there if he lacked any self control. The position which you both lay presents him with a different angle to fuck you, dragging against your cunt in a way that has his length throbbing within you. His eyes nearly roll back at the feeling.

Though he's enraptured in a state of pleasure, he doesn't budge against you, only breathing heavily against your neck as his fingers stroke circles into your hips. Normally, there is an encouraging noise or movement from you after you adjust to his size, but the silence that follows has his concerns raising slightly.

"Babe?"

It's only several seconds later that Mingi hears the sound of your light snoring. Unbelievable... With you having fallen back to sleep he resigns in defeat and hugs you closer to him, closing his eyes as he tries to follow suit, his hard cock still stuffed within you.

The second time you wake up, it's still dark within the room but the beginnings of sun rising glimmer past the window curtains. Huh? You find your body is feeling unusually hot and you're panting softly, eyes heavily lidded.

Drowsiness still overpowers you as you’re blindly reaching around for Mingi. His body has since disappeared from your side and only now do you register the feeling of his weight against your legs.

A scratchy moan rips from your throat when you glance down. You're met with the sight of pink hair disappearing between your thighs and it sends a tremor of arousal through you, shaking you awake. The two of you had discussed this scenario many times prior, but you were beyond thrilled to finally have it happen.

“M-Mingi?” Your throat is hoarse and dry, though you don't know if it's from having just woken up or from seeing the sinful sight of your lover languidly lapping at your pussy. You’re unsure of how long he's been awake, but the mess that has accumulated beneath you was evidence enough — fluids having trailed down from your heat, seeping into the bedsheets.

The man hums in acknowledgement, his tongue delving past your dripping folds as he hungrily begins to eat you out. Now that you were awake, he wouldn’t hold back. His mouth moves with fervor, tongue swiping along your cunt as he greedily drinks in your juices.

“You said you would make it up to me.” Between kissing your clit and dragging the flat of his tongue against your wetness, he rumbles deeply against you. He just barely lifts his head and meets your stare with a heated look, pupils blown wide, the desire and want evidently swirling within his lustful eyes.

When he nudges his nose against your clit, your legs tremble, closing slightly as they tighten around his head, earning a pleased and muffled noise from him. Your hand finds its way down to his head as you begin to buck into his face, fingers gripping at the rosy locks.

His own hands palm at the globes of your ass, cupping each cheek fully as he lifts your pussy closer to his face. Mingi is ravenous as he eats you out. His mouth traces over every inch of your cunt, tongue sloppily laving against your folds, his actions akin to a starved man.

At this point, you're wide awake and squirming with pleasure. With his grip holding you up, your back arches off the mattress and no sooner you’re driving your hips into his face, shamelessly bucking against his mouth. He’s diving into you with reckless abandon and it's only when you feel his lips latching onto your sensitive bundle of nerves that you're turning your head to muffle your cries into the pillow under you.

Knowing how vocal you were, you had to keep quiet as the boys could wake at any moment. You couldn't risk getting in trouble again. Even so, your face is pressed to the pillow and you're biting the fabric of the pillow case as you're fisting Mingi’s hair. You can barely contain the lewd noises that Mingi elicits from you.

The muffled sounds that come from you grow increasingly louder when you feel him circling your clit with his tongue. The way he alternates between licking and sucking you has you seeing stars, your eyes rolling back in pleasure.

When your thighs finally begin to shake in his grasp, he knows you're close. Mingi’s mouth doesn't leave your clit even as you're grinding harder into his face. Swiftly one of his hands dips between your legs, two fingers fucking into you as he drives you to your orgasm. The combined stimulus pushes you over the edge and you’re cumming hard on his face.

You sob into the pillow, writhing wildly as your fluids spill from your pussy onto his face. His mouth finally leaves your swollen clit as he savors the taste of your release, groaning into your cunt while he begins to tongue fuck you once more. The taste of your essence is sweet, irresistible; and only for him to have.

When Mingi has finally had enough, you're already nearing your second orgasm. You’re breathing hard and trying to recover as the waves of pleasure roll through your body.  The man lifts his head from your legs and you swallow thickly at the sight of him.

There is still a carnal hunger that glitters beneath his stare. Your eyes trace the angles of his face, following down the curve of his nose until they land on his mouth, watching as his tongue darts out to lick some remnants of your juices from his lips. Even in the dark, you can see the way your own release glistens on his cheeks and chin.

The look he gives you has a wave of arousal pooling in your belly, burning so hot that you're already locking your legs around his torso. Mingi roughly cleans his face with one arm and wipes it onto his bedsheets.  

You’re about to protest, but the complaint dies in your throat as he begins to leave a trail of wet kisses up your body. He starts below your navel and ghosts past your ribs next. Similarly, his large hands stroke up to your legs as he holds them in place.

As he moves up your body, your pussy drags along the ripples of his muscles, leaving a line of your wetness down his abs. He begins grazing past your nipples and he teases along the slopes of your breasts before he reaches your lips. His mouth connects to yours, all too eager to taste you. Now that your bodies are level to each other, your thighs naturally rest around his waist.

From this position you can feel the weight of his thick cock laying heavily against your messy cunt, his length coated with your slick arousal. Grinding against each other, the friction between your loins has you both gasping out between kisses. His tongue finds yours all too easily, labored breaths against each other’s mouths.

When he parts from you, there is a string of saliva that stretches between you. After your first orgasm, you already looked so fucked out laying beneath him. Your breasts are heaving with each gasp of pleasure and your hips wiggle against his impatiently. He groans at the sight, cock twitching.

“Think you can take more, doll?”

“Please, Mingi…” Under his gaze, you're trembling with want and need. Mingi loves when he hears your pathetic whines laden with desire, especially with the way your voice goes up a pitch when you're desperate to have him filling you.

“Baby girl wants to be stuffed with my big dick, yeah?” A taunting smirk overtakes his features.

“Mingi, need you inside me. Please…”  You squirm beneath him, pressing yourself closer to his body, flush to the shaft of his aching erection.

“Love how you beg for me every night. You're such a slut for me, with the way your tight little cunt molds so well around my cock.”

The deep treble of his voice has you moaning softly, your body heating up from the dirty words that escape him. He feels the way you gush more fluids onto his length, growing more wet as he praises you.  

“Be a good girl and take my big cock, mmm?”

As the last word falls from his lips, he’s sinking himself into your dripping hole. Mingi is slow and calculated, enjoying the drag along your folds as you begin to stretch around his thickness. From this angle he sees the way your cunt swallows him, his cock buried inside you.

You both moan breathily as he fills you to the hilt, the head of his cock nearly kissing your cervix. The grip of your thighs tightens around his waist as you're trying to drive him deeper within you.

“God, such a good girl. You always take me so well, baby.”

“M-Mingi,” you mewl back at him, feeling entirely full from his large size splitting you apart. He doesn’t need to adjust this time, knowing your second orgasm still looms closely. You're high on the pleasure and you're already grinding into him.

“See how big I am inside you?” The sight beneath him is almost too much. Within you his dick is twitching and throbbing as your walls envelope him. He hovers above you just slightly, creating space between your bodies to give you a view of what nearly sends him into a frenzy.

Obediently your eyes flit down to follow his stare and you can see the outline of his big cock against your lower belly. Your cunt clenches at the sight and he involuntarily thrusts a single time.  

“So big… feel so full of your cock,” you gasp at him, eyes fluttering with pleasure as you're reveling in the feeling of his size. He pulls his hips back, slowly beginning to pump himself within you as you’re both watching the outline of his girth moving back and forth.

“Fuuuck.” Mingi throws his head back, cursing lowly as he begins to pick up his pace.

Your arms wind around his neck and you’re clutching onto him as you bury your face into his shoulder. The sight of him within you is forgotten once you're both beginning to chase your climax.

The grip Mingi has on your ass is bruising as he starts to pound himself within your pussy. His tempo has picked up speed as the pleasure continues to build. The sound of his cock squelching against your dripping folds is loud as is the sound of his balls slapping against your skin.

Each thrust has his pelvis dragging against your already sensitive clit. You're trying to meet his movements best you can, but you're so far gone with pleasure that you simply hang off him as he plows into your aching cunt.

“S-So… good,” you blubber out as you begin to drool on his shoulder.

His palms are suddenly hooking under your knees as he pushes your legs back, effectively folding you into yourself as he begins to fuck himself into you harder. Your hands fall from him at this new position and you're desperately fisting the bedsheets when he begins to slam himself back into you.

The new angle has his cock hitting your g spot, each plunge on his length sending you closer and closer into euphoria. You begin chanting his name, each syllable growing louder in volume until he has to silence you with his mouth.

You're both moaning through the lip lock, tongues entangled in a passionate dance as he rocks himself into you. You know he's close with the way his grip is beginning to slack around your legs. Even then, his pace doesn't let up as he begins to snap his hips harder against you. In between kisses, you begin to coax him closer to his release.

“Need your cum… please, Mingi!” The guttural moan that escapes him resonates through your core, fluids gushing around his cock as he starts fucking you faster.

“Fuck, baby girl… You want me to fill you up? Does my needy slut want to be stuffed full of cum?”

He’s merciless with his movements as he sets an unrelenting pace, desperate to chase his orgasm. The harder he ruts into you, the more your pussy clenches around him.

“Yes, Mingi. Please!”

Hearing your admission, you can feel the way his moves are no longer calculated — a sloppy and erratic rhythm overtaking his movements. Still, each push of his throbbing length slamming against your g spot has your entire body alight with fire.

The pressure is building within you, ready to snap at any moment. Only seconds later you're unraveling beneath him, your second orgasm flooding you as you thrash and moan whilst cumming against his cock, walls squeezing around him impossibly tight. Your juices flood around him, the sounds of your wetness growing louder as he bucks harder.

The feeling of your cunt gripping and convulsing around him sends him into a craze and he fucks into you harder and harder until he's pumping you full his release. Even as he's painting your walls full of his cum, he cannot help himself but to roll his hips a bit longer, riding out his peak as he pushes his seeds deeper within your cunt. The cum begins to spill over, drooling out from your pussy as he finally stills his movements.

After several seconds, he drops your legs and collapses on top of you. You grunt at his weight but bring a hand up to gently stroke his hair. Both of you pant heavily as you try to recover from the aftershocks of such an intense orgasm, exhaustion sweeping over you. His hands are carefully kneading around your hips while his head rests between your breasts, nuzzling into them affectionately.

“Love you, babe. Thanks for making it up to me.”

You kiss the top of his head.

“Yeah, yeah.. Love you too. Even if you did interrupt my sleep…”

You both knew the bed was in a state of disarray but you were both too tired to care at the moment, beginning to fall asleep in a pool of your mixed juices.

It’s not even ten minutes later that you hear a loud series of knocks on the door, causing you both to jolt awake.

"Morning, you sex fiends! Breakfast is ready!” San calls out from behind the door, an obvious hint of mischief in his tone.

Oh god, you were definitely too loud and you know you would never hear the end of it from him.

“Fuck off! We're sleeping in!” Mingi yells back, though his words don’t match the cheeky grin he sports.

You roll your eyes and gently nudge him off of you.

“Can we at least change the bed sheets first?”

“Sure thing, babe.” Fin~

[tyunkus]

perv

pairing: bf!huening kai x fem!reader summary: maybe kai is more of a pervert than he lets on. maybe you like it.

wc: 2.2k 

warnings: reader is fem!bodied and referred to as a girl multiple times!!! dont read if that makes u uncomfy pls! there is also: established relationship, both of you are horny af Thus the references to being a perv and whatnot, making out, LOTS OF BEGGING from both reader n hyuka kinda, dirty talk (praise with elements of degradation n humiliation), pet names (baby, angel, good girl), penetrative, No condom (practice safe sex lovelies), not rly breeding but breeding-adjacent (hyuka comes inside u <3), some stuttering i guess cuz kai is nervous n opening up his sexual horizons but it’s all cute and mushy, kai talks a lot in this he can’t shut up ur pussy’s too perfect babe

note: less plot than amazon wishlist sorry hehe i just wanted to write cutesy kai trying his hand at dirty talk with his perfect sexy gf (you)! i love him so bad guys i tried to portray him as best as possible but i might have failed miserably and if i did you’re allowed to egg my house ALSOOOO kinda rushed and not proofread and unbeta-ed im so sorry the ending SUCKSSSS

ALSO! if you were wondering why it seems familiar i based this ask off of the draft for this

“Can I kiss you?” Kai asks.

He always asks first, even though he knows you will always say yes. And you always feel so fluttery whenever he does, even though you’ve kissed him so many times now his lips feel familiar when they nudge against yours. It usually starts out like this—just the two of you on his bed, straddling his hips as he looks up at you. He says it’s his favorite perspective of you, which you’re not sure you understand. But Kai is always firm in his opinions of you, so you don’t mind.

“Please, please,” you say, and so he does, lips slotting against yours, soft, soft. Kai makes a quiet noise, reaches up to brush away your hair. His hands, so large and warm where he keeps them on your waist, just above your hip. 

“So pretty. My pretty baby,” he murmurs, and your heart sings. You bunch your hands up in his shirt, breathe him in. You want to bite him.

“Kai. Kai.”

“Yes? Hm?”

“Please. I want—I want—” The worst part is you can’t even verbalize what you want, either, but you’re squirming and panting on his lap, lips slick with his spit, and there’s honestly not many messages that those movements could possibly allude to other than I want your cock. “I—please, Kai, ah.”

“Gonna make me crazy,” Kai says, voice teetering on a whine. “Your noises. So cute. Want more, pretty? More?”

You kiss him again, drinking in his words, running your hands through his hair. Cute, cute. He’s breathing heavily, nose bumping against your cheek. Hours, you could spend hours just kissing him. Cute. You don’t realize you say it out loud until Kai makes a high noise at the back of his throat.

“Angel—so beautiful—I wanna—ah, can I, please—”

You take his wrist, guide his hand to the waistband of your pajamas. “Can you?” you ask, almost beg, your fingers trembling where they fold around his wrist. “Kai, please, I want you to touch me.”

You trail off when you see Kai’s expression, tentative and unsure. “Baby,” he whispers, tipping you down towards him so he can press a mountain of kisses against the column of your throat. His hand brushes over the hem of your underwear, soothing the divide between skin and bright pink lace. The warmth of his hand ghosts over you, where you ache the most, and you try not to sound too pathetic when you whine. “Baby, baby, shh, you know I want to.”

“Then do it,” you plead, your legs practically shaking with how badly you want it. Need it. You could hate him for not giving it to you. You could, but Kai likes good girls, and that’s what you are. What you want to be.

“Be a good girl,” Kai instructs, gently, his voice wavering still. There it is—Kai’s kinks slipping through the cracks. Finally, after you had to go through all the work to shatter it yourself. He’s still so shy about it, sounding so unsure when he talks dirty to you, but you can tell he finds it hot, with how red his cheeks get. “Not now, baby. Be good for me, don’t you want to be good?”

“Please,” you plead, completely ignoring him, inching the tips of your fingernails up and down his chest, his shoulders, his throat. You lean down until your face is practically buried in his hair, and you can feel his breath hit your tummy, his hands pressing down on your waist. “Kaaaaaiiiiii.”

But he only giggles brightly, face breaking into a smile against your skin. He loves this, gets off on this dynamic—you are normally the one taking the lead, but in here, like this, it’s Kai who gets to play with you the way he wants, coax reactions out of you with every touch. Treat you like a princess, be in charge, because it’s only in bed that he wants to. You can order him around during the daytime as much as you like, as long as he gets to fuck you up the way he wants.

“Want it that bad, sweetheart?” he murmurs, planting a kiss on your tummy. “So bad you’re practically gagging for it, huh? Want something else to gag on?”

You squeeze your eyes shut. “Shut up,” you cry, heart fluttering at the way he giggles right after. “Fuck me first, please, I want it so bad.”

Kai coos at you, rubbing his hands along the sides of your thighs. “I know, baby, I know. Let me flip you over, sweetheart, I’ll take care of my cute baby.” And so he does, gently lifting you off of his crotch and letting you land softly on your back; he slides you a glittering smile, then settles his hands between your legs once again. “Want me to finger you first?”

You nod. “Anything, want anything. Please. Just you.”

Kai hums. “Anything? What if I made you get– get off on my thigh, hm? I…” He trails off here, steadies his breath. You can see the way his gaze trails down your body, hungry, wanting. “What if I used one of your cute toys on you, took it away right before you came? Would you… would you still want that?”

“Don’t care, Kai, just want you—you can do anything, anything, please—”

Kai groans and buries his face in your neck, thumbing over your clothed cunt. “F-fuck, baby,” he rumbles against your skin, feeling his fingertips dip inside you, slippery with your wetness. “So worked up over— over just a bit of touching, fuck, what a cute baby. So horny for me, for my cock, right?”

You let out a moan, your hips bucking up to meet his fingers. “Mhm, yes, Kai. Give me, give it to me.”

“Okay, okay, I will.” Kai presses a kiss to your cheek, so unfitting and filthy compared to his fingers rubbing over you. He pulls back slightly to look you in the eye. You can sense the flicker of nervousness underneath. “I’m not gonna last very long. Probably. ’S that okay?”

“That’s fine,” you breathe. “I don’t care. Just… I just want you inside of me.”

“I can do that,” Kai chokes, and you laugh. “Could I– could I fuck you like this?”

“Like what?”

Kai pokes your waist. “Missionary?” he says like it’s an offer, the corners of his lips rising when you squirm. “I want to see your face while I fuck you. You always look so pretty like that.”

Your cheeks heat and you look away. “You’re a perv. But okay, sure.”

“You’re the perv. Got all horny when we we’re just making out.” He presses a wet kiss to your cheek. “What if I had just wanted to kiss you, huh? Just some pure, innocent making out.”

“Sorry. You get me all worked up.”

Kai giggles. “I know. Love hearing you say it.” He hums while he takes off his sweatpants, and you do the same—you’re still tugging off your shirt when you feel his fingers brush against the clasp of your bra.

“You desperate?” you tease, letting him take it off for you.

Kai nods solemnly, moving down so his bare hips are parallel to yours. “Hell yeah,” he says, but you’re looking so intently at his cock that you forget to laugh. “Quit staring, perv.”

“You’re so annoying,” you shoot back, but there’s no bite, and he only smiles, taking the base of his cock to align himself with you. There’s a bare second of quiet, where you can hear both of your breaths, bated and waiting, and you can see the desperation—the hunger—in Kai’s face.

“Can I put it in now, baby?” he breathes. “Please? F-fuck, please?”

Shit. You might go insane if he keeps this up, begging prettily for you before he even gets his cock inside. You whine and nod, breath hitching when his fingers graze your tits. “Please, Kai,” you whimper. “Please, yes, please.”

Kai grabs the base of his cock again and eases the tip past your folds, his heart beating wildly. He breathes heavily, his other hand steady on your hip, so large compared to your smaller frame. “Jesus fucking Christ. You feel so good,” he says, trying not to sound too whiny when he barely put it in, but you don’t even notice, trembling beneath him. His brows furrow, lost in your warmth, but he manages to muster a smile. “You okay, angel?”

“Yeah.” Your voice is high and reedy. Your hands bunch up in the sheets. “Put—more, more, please.”

“Sure, sweetheart,” he responds, sounding on the verge of tears, because he quite honestly is about to cry with how tight you feel already. He eases more in, slowly, letting you take it in inch by inch, relishing in the feeling. A few moments pass and your hips finally meet; you let out twin sighs of relief. Kai leans over to mouth at your shoulder, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Shiiit, baby, you feel fucking good.”

You only moan in response, almost drooling onto the sheets. Kai stays still for a while, letting you get used to it, marvelling at how wet you are.

“Shit, I could be inside you forever. Oh, fuck. W-would you let me? Hm? Ah, would you let me—shit—fuck this t-tight cunt everyday? Want me to be inside you all the time, right? Isn’t that right, baby?” Kai taps your cheek and you just sob, backing your hips against his desperately. Kai lets out a giggle, and it’s so high-pitched and out of place you would probably scold him if you were in any other state of mind.

Alas, instead you’re trembling beneath him as he pounds you, whining and drooling on the sheets because his cock feels so good. It should be embarrassing. It definitely is. But you can’t find it in yourself to care.

“You’re a f-fucking pervert,” you whine.

Kai breaks into a smile, so wide and so fucking proud of himself. You can tell, even through your hazy mind, and it makes your heart swell. “Shit, I must have a good fuckin’ cock if I got you all f-fucked up like this,” he murmurs, using his free hand to play with your nipples. “I love you so much, angel. Love making you feel good.” The filth falls so easily from his mouth that it’s hard for you to believe that not one hour ago Kai was struggling to even call you a good girl.

“Luh—fuck, love you too, Kai,” you wail, bringing your hands up to splay across your face. “Please, please keep going, f-feels so good—”

“You’re so shy,” Kai whispers, his expression melting into a grin. He reaches up, pinches your cheeks. “How are you still so shy, hm? Your pussy is weeping onto my cock and you’re acting like this? So cute. Wanna fuck you so hard.”

“You already are,” you whine, reaching up to slap weakly at his chest. “Fuck, why are you t-talking so much?”

Kai giggles again. “Feels so good, that’s why. Your pussy’s making my brain melt. Fuck.” He gives a particularly hard thrust here, then moves his hand to rub over your tummy. “’M gonna come soon. Love you—I love you so much. Where do you want it, angel? Inside?”

“Mmm—yeah, fuck, please.”

“Gonna fuck you til your pussy’s all white and mine, alright? Fuck it back into you so it stays there, ffff-fuck, baby, I love you, thank you, I love you so mu— fuck—”

Wet heat inside you and a soft breath against the side of your neck—you feel his head drop onto your shoulder before his hand reaches over to your clit. His hips shift and he pulls out, only to move down between your legs and give your pussy a soft, almost kittenish lick. “G’na come f’me, too, angel,” he murmurs around your pussy, and you can see the hints of a smile gracing his face when your legs close around his head and muss up his hair. “Come on, please, please, want you to come—”

He lolls out his tongue and buries his face deeper in between your thighs, and it only takes a few mor licks, sucks, and the steady pump of his fingers before you’re coming, legs trembling around his ears and hands tangled in his messy hair. Your hips buck up into the air but his lips still follow, chasing the taste, and you whine from the overstimulation.

When he pulls away, a string of spit follows. He can’t move far before you’re grabbing him and pulling him into a kiss, smiling against his teeth when he lets out a small oof. He’s on top of you now, hand cupping your cheek. 

“Love you,” Kai murmurs, kissing your forehead. “Love you so much. You okay? You’re making a face.”

You are. “Sorry—one of your plushies—Molang, I’m like, sitting on it—”

“Oh!” You lift your hips and Kai reaches underneath your torso to retrieve his blue penguin Molang pushie. He smiles down at you. “Were you on it the entire time?”

“No, I think it fell while you were eating me out and somehow ended up underneath me.”

Kai grins and nuzzles his face into your neck. “You were arching your back that much? Did it feel that good?”

“I think this concerns the amount of plushies you have, not your stroke game—”

“My pussy eating game, actually.”

You throw another Molang plushie at his face. It’s soft, just like his cheeks when he smiles at you and they get all squishy, just like his lips when you tug him down for another kiss.

[puppyluvfics]

NSFW Alphabet | Lee Jooyeon

Lee Jooyeon | WC: 2k Genre: smut Summary: nsfw alphabet game thing Warnings: this is just. PURE filth. I'm sorry. (No im not). NOT proofread, just straight up rambles. as always, fem/afab body mentions, public play, lemme know if i missed something!! A/N: X is excluded bc i will Not be writing about him in that kind of detail <3 two thousand words... yall i rly lost my damn mind on this one... and that's AFTER i had to stop myself from rambling more... being joo/seumi biased is so. hard.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He does NOT know where he is, I’m sorry. All he knows is the aftershocks and sensitivity, his cock still throbbing, probably still inside you, if we’re being honest. He’s the type to pull you close to him and stay inside you, not wanting to 1. Leave you empty and 2. Stop feeling you around him, wet and warm. As much as he’d like to vocalize praise, the best he could do would be growly little pants and whines, letting his head fall backwards and his hair stick to his forehead with sweat, his eyes doing most of the talking.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Fingers. That’s it, that’s the whole answer. No, I’m kidding. But seriously,,, you already know he loves to watch his fingers disappear inside you, curling up in little waves, or putting his fingers in your mouth when you ride him… 

On his partner… everyone says he’s a boob man, or a munch, and while I AGREE! I think his favorite part on his partner would be their lips… maybe I’m projecting my own desires here but is he not the type to love to feel you suck hickeys onto his neck? The kind of guy who’d grab a fist full of your hair and guide your lips wherever he wanted, teasing himself with your mouth until you wrapped your lips around him where he wanted you most? Yeah.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I can’t see him being into cum play, honestly. BUT! I will say… it’s going inside you, one way or another. Either in your mouth (where he’ll make you prove you swallowed) or in you the other way where he’d keep fucking it into you as he rode it out… yeah.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Now… bear with me on this… I can’t stop thinking about how he probably owns a fleshlight… how his hand isn’t enough to get himself off sometimes so he needs something that reminds him of how good it feels to have his cock inside you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Inexperienced enough to still be in the stages of coming a little too quickly, just because he can’t control himself, but he knows what he’s doing… there’s no way he doesn’t. He knows how to hold your hips down while he thrusts into you, leaving small bruises from his grip strength. His pace isn’t super steady yet, but honestly, it just serves to tease you more… you’d beg for him to fuck you harder and faster and he’d try… and he’d succeed when you least expect it.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything where he can see your face, really. Missionary, cowgirl, all the basic ones, but they’re so much more than basic to him. He loves watching you gasp out and moan when he fucks you, getting needier every time your eyes squeeze shut and your mouth falls open, going faster every time you bite your lip and whine from how deep he feels.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s goofy but never during sex… always before or after. He’s so the type to say things like “I made it clap” or give you playful spanks and bites.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Simple, as always, but hear me out on this. I think he’s all natural. Obviously well groomed, but… all natural. And we loveeee to see it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

I’m not gonna call it not intimate, but it’s not rose petals and lace romantic. He loves to mark you as his, leaving hickeys and bite marks all over you - some where only the two of you can see, but some where everyone can see. The act of letting him mark you and knowing he doesn’t have to hold back in doing so is so intimate for him, it makes him… feral?

J = Jack off (masturbation headcannon)

LISTEN. Listen to me. Stay with me on this. He stands up. Just. LISTEN!!!! Holding himself up with one hand pressed against the wall or leaning back so that if he stumbles backwards, the wall or his bed behind him would break his fall… but. The way his hair would fall around his face as he moved his hand, soft little grunts and groans falling from his lips… the way he’d come on himself and gasp out shakily… someone sedate me please… one day I’ll expand on this… I am not strong enough right now.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Marking!! Dare I even go so far as to include collaring and that kind of power play? Not necessarily with any specifics of pet play or anything in that realm of labels, but owning you, in a way. Of course, he’d not only accept your autonomy but encourage it but during sex… you might as well turn your brain off because you’re his. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

I can see him being into experimenting with public stuff but only teasing… he’s not gonna pull his cock out anywhere but he’d happily grab your ass, give you a couple playful spanks, maybe wrap his hand around your throat for the briefest of moments when you were alone…

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

So marking, right? Seeing the remnants of that will always be a turn on for him. Be it the little bruises he’d left on your hips or thighs, the hickeys he’d left on your neck and collarbone… the memories would come flooding back and would make him need to mark you more.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

You know… I can’t imagine he’d be into impact play outside of spanking. Marking is one thing but hitting you feels like… too much for him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Everyone give it up for our resident munch!! Pussy for breakfast lunch and dinner! AND!!! Getting his hair pulled a little when he eats you out… that would only make him go faster. BUT I will also say… he is so the type to love getting head just as much. 69? Invented for him. What’s better than feeling your mouth around his cock while you sit on his face?

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on what he’s doing… sex can be both, but is more fast paced and needy, giving you head is slow and teasing at first before he really gets lost in it all, as if he can’t get enough of you. Foreplay? Slow, I would say. Like he’d take his sweet time licking your neck and sucking hickeys onto you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies aren’t his favorite thing but he’ll never say no, especially if the quickie just included him dropping to his knees, pulling one of your legs over his shoulders, reaching up to tease you and eating you out at the same time. Conversely, he’d be down to get head from you as a quickie too, especially if you had been teasing him but you both weren’t feeling like going through the entire motions of sex.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes but also no… I think he’d be very much into talk of it where he’d be super into the idea of of some things, and just discussing him would get him hard, but then some post nut clarity would hit and he would realize that there are some things he’d try with you, but mostly, he just wants you. The one thing in the back of my mind with this is wax play specifically… because he seems the type to get hard talking about dripping wax on you and watching you squirm but when you’d light a candle (just in general) he’d look at it and think about it and realize that… maybe not. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As long as he hasn’t been touched, he can go for a while… he could lay between your legs and eat you out until you physically couldn’t come anymore. But once you touch him? It’s already the beginning of the end. He’d get so needy at your touch, needing to be inside you and fucking into you. It’s not that he comes embarrassingly fast, he can keep going for a while (like twenty minutes, at max), but he’s done after one round… he gives it his all. That isn’t to say that round two couldn’t come later, but it would be a few hours, at least.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Listen. I talk about this in the wildcard one so go look at that but that specific thing aside, I think he’d be into teasing you with vibrators for sure. Though, he’s a cocky lil thing… nothing but his cock goes inside you because he knows how to make you feel much better than a toy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Is this even a question? He is THE tease. He invented teasing. Edging you with his tongue… daring to tempt you with his fingers only to not even put them in you, leaving you clenching around nothing just to hear you whine and beg for him. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

As much as I would love him to be loud… he just isn’t. Well, he is but he isn’t. He’s not going to be screaming and moaning so loud that the whole world could hear him, but he’s for sure not silent. Grunting and whining and moaning out enough for you to hear, and maybe people through the wall if he was needy enough for you that he couldn’t hold back.

W = Wild card (a random headcannon for the character)

Oh my god, listen to me. Maybe I’m projecting on insane levels right now but listen. Tell me he wouldn’t LOVE those bluetooth vibrators that he could control with his phone… going out with you on a really long date, teasing you for hours… the way he’d “accidentally” turn it all the way up when you’d be on your tiptoes grabbing something high up… the way he’d just play with it and move it up and down and watch you have the briefest of moments of relief before teasing you again. BONUS!!! Turning it on high and leaving it on high the entire drive home… challenging you not to come before you get there… ohhh my god someone needs to throw me into the grand canyon.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

On a scale of 1 to 10… I’m putting him at a 7… he can function like a normal person, but god when he wants it… he wants it. He’d never pressure you for sex, but he’s absolutely not shy about asking for it when he wants it. He knows it’s not a need, even when it feels like one - like he knows he can jack off if you’re not in the mood but come on… he’d get hard at you just settling into his lap, of course he’d ask if you wanted to do something about the boner you just gave him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

It it weren’t for the fact that cleanup was necessary, he’d be out immediately. His eyes would be half lidded and he’d doze off for a few seconds after he came, but he’d always force himself to stay awake long enough to clean up and make sure you’re feeling good too.

[ameliora-j]

stepdad x fem reader where they haven’t rly done the dirty yet and so the stepdad gets tired of waiting so one night he’s rly horny so he basically holds her waist down and ruts into her… (let’s pretend consent and a safe word were previously established somehow 😭) also the stepdad saying stuff like “fuck i’m sorry doll you just feel so good” 🧍🏻‍♀️

𐐪𐑂 it’s twisted tuesday ! send in ur dark au requests :>

content: ‘just the tip’ trope, cnc, stepcest, dark content, THIS BLOG IS 18+ MDNI

𐐪𐑂 𐐪𐑂 𐐪𐑂

"i dunno daddy..." you whisper shyly, looking up into sonny's bright blue eyes, and they soften as he registers your nervousness.

"it's alright doll" he murmurs softly, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. sonny was your first... well everything really. only, you guys haven't had sex yet. you and sonny both wanted to protect your virginity, you were his pretty little angel, and he wanted to keep you that way. although, that didn't mean that other things hadn't happened with you and sonny's hands and mouths.

this time, however, sonny was asking if he could put his dick in your pussy. "just the tip, doll, i promise" he had says in a hushed whisper. you’re slightly apprehensive, wanting to protect your innocence and all. "just the tip?" you ask quietly.

"promise, baby doll" he smiles charmingly, and then you’re slowly nodding.

"okay daddy. we can do it, just the tip" you smile.

"okay baby. you remember the word if you want it all to stop, right?" he asks softly.

"i say 'objection'" you nod softly, causing sonny to press a gentle kiss to your nose and whisper a quiet praise of how good you were for him.

sonny had promised it would be just the tip, and he had absolutely every intention of keeping that promise... that is until he felt how tight you were, and the way that your arousal was pooling around the fat head of his cock. you had a vice grip on him, practically dragging him into you, begging him to fuck your pussy.

"fuck..." he swears lowly, slowly pushing into you deeper, and you gasp, gripping at his biceps tightly.

“daddy you said jus the tip!” you whine softly, closing your eyes in bliss as you feel his thick, veiny cock stretching your cunt.

“i know” he groans, holding your hips down as you try to squirm away. “i know baby, ‘m sorry” he slurs out, moaning as he fully sinks into your velvety walls. “‘m sorry you jus’ feel so fuckin good baby doll” he grunts.

you gasp as sonny fully enters you, digging your nails into his biceps as you let out a throaty moan, feeling the mushroom tip pressed against your gspot. sonny’s quick to cover your mouth, groaning as he slowly fucks into you.

“gotta be quiet baby, don’t wanna wake your ma” he grunts, still using one hand to hold your hips still. you nod dumbly, your eyes rolling in pure pleasure as he pulls his hand away.

“quiet” you echo dumbly. “don’ wanna wake ma up” you moan quietly.

“that’s my good girl” sonny smiles charmingly, sending you a wink before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

[hyunsvngs]

skz ot8 how long you think their dicks are? why do they all lowkey have big dick energy 😭

anon you are sooo right… and i actually have a note in my phone discussing skz dicks in DETAIL lmao SO LEMME JUST DROP THAT HERE

bang chan - HORSE COCK AGENDA. maybe trimmed pubes, i don’t think he’d be fully shaved or waxed but i also don’t think it’d be overgrown. his cock is LONG and THICK AND HUGEEEE and his balls r HEAVY AND ROUND‼️‼️ i think its rly veiny too and i think it literally is like weighed down by the size of it. yum

hyunjin - ok so i think hyunjin isn’t as thick but i think he’s very nearly as long as chan. i think he’s waxed clean, and his dick is literally one you’d write poetry about. beautiful n smooth skin, even on his balls and not as veiny and i think he leaks a lot of precum which is unrelated. i think its curved upwards

minho - i think he’s more balanced out. still big, but thick and long. i think it’s less curved and i think his pubes r like chan’s, trimmed but not bare. i think his skin on his cock is like rly milky n soft and i think he has a few veins running up the length. he definitely looks beautiful when he jerks off im SO sorry

seungmin - long again but not as thick. i think his is curved like hyunjin’s and i think seungmin’s a member who would want to be shaved too, but not waxed. he likes it clean. i think his dick probably leaks a lot too. it’s probably the type of length that would surprise you and smack you across the face (literally) when you pulled it out

jisung - UGH OK SO I THOUFHT HE WAS SMALL BUT HES NOT IVE DONE RESearch NOW GUYS. ok so i think his is BIG and i think its thick too ffs and i think it’s PRETTY. i don’t think it’s got too much of a curve to it and i don’t think he shaves AT ALL it’s definitely overgrown😵‍💫😵‍💫 i want it

felix - SHAVED BARE TOO. definitely a pretty cock 😵‍💫‼️ i think his balls r rly cute too (i’m a ball lover). i think his curves upwards too very nice would hit ur gspot thanks. I THINK LIXIES IS THICK ARGUE WITH THE WALL!!!

jeongin - I THINK HIS IS SECOND TO LAST SHORTEST AND I DONT THINK ITS TOOO THICK. I THINK ITS PRETTY THO AND I THINK HE DOESNT SHAVE MAYBE TRIMS A LITTLE BUT NOT MUCH. I THINK HIS COCK IS VERY CUTE AND I THINK HE LEAKS A LOTTTT OF PRECUM WHEN HE GETS DESPERATE. THANKS FOR LISTening I NEED INNIE

changbin - COKE CAN COCK CHANGBIN AGENDA. it’s shortest but THICK. STRETCHES U OUT. definitely has some pubes going on there if not overgrown 😵‍💫 I SAW THAT PICTURE OF HIS TUMMY WITH THE HAPPY TRAIL. HEAVY FAT BALLS. YUMMY

[stabbyfoxandrew]

My heart is screaming Demon Neil, but my brain keeps me loyal to Angel Neil. The wings, Aerie! The wings are out! Is he flying now? Who was the other angel he met? Kayleigh? (That's Kevin's mother name, right? The brain fog from being sick is killing me, I can't remember shit.) Although, it seems like Demon Neil hasn't been getting the love it deserves, so if you end up not getting any asks for it, I will take you up on it instead. Oohh the reaction demon Neil had about his father. Huuu, powerful. I'm giddy every time I read either of these works. I've also been rly enjoying Mer AU. Are they ever going to swim together? I'm ending my yapping, I hope you've been doing well <3 (And if it wasn't clear my request is Angel Neil, but I'll take Demon Neil if it doesn't get any asks. Or if Angel gets a lot of them, like 4+. Gotta balance the love each gets.)

WIP Wednesday (10/30) | Guardian Angel Neil AU (Part 250)

Andrew's barely finished his question when Neil gets a devious look on his face. Without warning, the angel scoots impossibly forward and crosses his arms in front of him. He kicks off against the side of the building and then he's falling. Andrew grabs for him but it’s too late. His stomach falls with Neil and Andrew scrambles back from the edge of the roof, his heart in his throat.

"NEIL?" Andrew shouts, on hands and knees. There's the sound of enormous wings flapping. Once, twice. Three times. And Neil is there, ten feet away with only his wings holding him up. Andrew's mouth falls open and he moves to sit normally, in awe of the image before him. Neil maintains his hover for a moment, then grins and shoots up into the sky.

A burst of air comes off his wings and flutters Andrew's hair, caresses his face. He watches, looking up, up, up, as Neil soars. He becomes impossibly small the higher he gets, until it seem he's about to disappear. But he doesn't. Andrew watches him make figure-8s up in the sky, leaving contrails in his wake. It's almost like skywriting.

Andrew almost shouts for him to draw something, but doesn't. Instead he just watches in amazement until Neil closes his wings and free-falls towards the parking lot before catching himself and lifting back up until he's able to step onto the roof again. As his feet hit the ground, Andrew's heart leaps. Neil is all smiles and ruddy cheeks and wings.

"That answer your question?" He asks, clearly winded.

Andrew nods, still mesmerized. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wants to bitch at Neil for scaring him like that, but before he can a ring of light appears over Neil's head. It's twice as bright as his wings and Andrew can't look away from it.

He stares up at the angel, completely mesmerized. A wave of happiness and calm rolls over him, unlike anything he's ever felt in his life. It's like being high, but a thousand times better. He feels a smile spread across his face and it's not prescription. It's a real smile.

Neil smiles back and the light gets ever brighter.

"You're so shiny," Andrew whispers, feeling tears prick the corners of his eyes. He blinks to let them fall and new ones take their place. He hardly notices. "So shiny and beautiful."

"Andrew?" The light says, sounding concerned. It shouldn't sound upset. Nothing's wrong. "Andrew, are you alright?"

"...Angel?" Andrew cocks his head to the side. But what's the angel's name? It was right on the tip of his tongue. He thinks.

Wait. What's his name? Does he have one? He thinks so. It's Andrew. That's what the angel called him. It must be right. The angel must be right.

"Andrew? Andrew, hey, snap out of it." The angel says, a panicked edge to his voice. Andrew barely hears him. There's a gasp and a curse and a 'stop!' then all the light disappears with a poof of feathers. At last, the spell breaks and Andrew blinks himself awake just as Neil drops to his knees in front of him. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

Andrew is suddenly disoriented. He feels like he's been yanked out of a dream. A horribly perfect nightmare. Something like adrenaline has his pulse kicking into overdrive and his chest aching like he just ran ten miles.

"Andrew, answer me. You have to answer me. Are you alright?"

Andrew manages a nod.

"With words, Andrew. Words." Neil says. And Andrew blinks hard, then rubs his eyes to find them embarrassingly wet. He roughly wipes his face with his sleeve and clears his throat until he feels confident his voice won't break.

"Yes. I'm fine."

"Fuck, you're not. Can you see?"

"I..." Andrew can't see. Not really. There's a vague outline that's probably Neil, but everything's too bright. Like he'd stared at the sun too long.

"Happy birthday, Andrew," Neil says in a panic. "Fuck. I have to go now. I hope you get that cake you wanted."

"No, don't," Andrew blinks hard and reaches for him. "Neil. Stay, I— Wait, pl—" The Neil-shape vanishes before he can start to beg and Andrew drops his head into his hands, eyes still burning.

[dearlot]

Hello, hello… I hope you are who I think you are or this will be embarrassing!! I am 🦗 anon and I have been busy so not on tumblr for a while and was hoping that I found you again so this is my shot in the dark

Did u know that the velvet on some deers antlers shed in preparation for mating season/ruts?? It’s also got some connection to the days getting shorter and a gland is automatically triggered to release a hormone around that time that dries up the velvet to start to want to shed. And then after mating season the antlers drop off in winter!

Anywayyyy… being a relationship with deer!Lottie and not knowing what the velvet falling off means. Before this Lottie hasn’t been particularly sex driven in your relationship, but she’s getting more and more and more touchy with you as the velvet drops off, too shy to tell you WHY (transfem deer!lottie agenda)

-🦗 (sorry for the rando infodumping about deer if you already know all that, I just love deer so so so much. Have you played Red Dead 2?? Deer are important symbolism in that. I like wolves too.)

:O thats so cool

deer!lottie who starts getting more aggressive during her shedding.... using her antlers to ward off any deer!people she comes across and even instigating fights with them because she's so insanely protective and jealous (and horny).

she has her hands on you constantly. touching and groping you and you're wondering why she's suddenly so touchy but ur not complaining! she gets so needy with tiny kisses too it's cuteee :( chasing your lips and whining when you pull away for air, attaching her lips to your neck and sucking a deep mark because you're hers.

god she'd just be obsessed with the thought of breeding you too @__@ she wakes up with the most painful boner ever and flashes of her cum painting your walls has her struggling to get up and she ends up humping the bed while watching you sleep :(

she's just a shy little thing and when she cant take it anymore, she kinda just traps you in bed all day and fucks you until she cant cum anymore. apologizing for being so rough and hiding her rut from you??? she feels bad she never rly explained it but you don't mind! :) especially because her cock feels so fucking good inside of you and you love how touchy she is. and GOD. holding onto her antlers while you ride her!!!!!!!!!!!!! she's in heaven, baby!!!

and i think ive played rd2?? if not i def played the first one.... i do like the game!! gotta replay it one day. curious to hear what u have to say about wolves tho.... they always make me think of van or shauna

[justblades]

hii i really loved the business partners post with sampo and i rly wanna request a similar one with him!! (also i’ve never done an ask or req before bc i don’t use tumblr a lot so sorry if i make a mistake!! D:) i’d love to see more of sub sampo or sampo that cums easily. that part of the fic had me zoning out for days (@_@)

cw : hyperspermia, premature ejaculation

a/n : i'm so glad you liked that oneshot <3 i love sub sampo a lot 😵‍💫

sampo's a one pump chump. his body quivers from the lightest touches, knees tremble whenever your fingers just brush past his sweat dampened skin and cums immediately with little stimulation. to add on to that, he doesn't just cum fast. he also cums a lot. people take it the wrong way when men cum fast for them - saying stuff like "how would i enjoy this if you finish quickly?" but for you, you loved all of them about sampo.

his fountain of seed sprawling all over your face every three minutes is a solid proof he's bonkers for you. you adored all of it; even how he throws his head back in pleasure and his brows beetle whenever he's catching the feeling of release (which was way too familiar with him at this point already) sampo appears bulky from his stature but god does he mewl a lot whenever you're pleasuring him from his erect nipples, twitching cock and also his neck, his sweet spot. sampo's moans sound like melody, one where he's oftentimes catching his breath, unable to resist any longer.

[queenofallimagines]

Meet cute~

Isagi x fem Reader

A/N: Morning to all the baddies✌🏿Nothing gets you in the mood to write than starting something brand new and not working on WIPs😘 based off a rly cute TikTok I saw I think isagi would be one of the ones to meet his S/O in a super cute way

CW: black reader but not rly focused on, bad grammar it’s like 4:45 am sorry,foreigner reader, was gunna sneak in like artist reader or something but the way it’s so ambiguous is cute, Bachira the pot stirrer, he also knows Spanish a little,U-20 captain isagi?? polyglot reader, She’s afro latino, Isagi falling in love at first sight. Let me know if I missed anything!

TAGLIST: @priv-rose

"Did you see the way shidou kicked rin?” Bachira could barely breathe as memories of today’s practice filled his mind— he looked over at isagi, who was shaking his head in faux disappointment, trying to hide a smile.

“Course i did, poor rin.” Isagi chuckled, running a hand through his hair. the striker was about to add onto his sentence but the feeling of someone bumping into him distracted him. he peered over his shoulder, a small smile on his face when he saw who it was. “mm… you good?”

Looking up at him with apologetic eyes she anxiously rushes out her words.

“Ah, im Sorry!”

“It's fine, it was an accident, it happens." Isagi smiled softly, and that smile would remain on his face even as he noticed her hair. his eyes lingered on it for a moment too long, taking in the way it was pushed out of her face, the colour of it.

“Nice hair."

“Huh?” He watches as she brings a hand up to her hair reflexively fidgeting with it. “oh uh thanks. I like yours too….”

“You do? thank you, it's nothing special." He smiled still staring down at her hair. he realized he was staring and cleared his throat. After a brief moment, he spoke. Trying to clear the awkwardness.

“Hey, just out of curiosity, where are you from?" He fumbles out awkwardly internally wincing at how nervous he sounded. But he was curious as to the way she spoke. her accent sounded familiar to him, almost foreign.

“I guess but it really suits you! Shapes your face really well. And, I mean… if you’re asking where I was before Japan I’m from America.”

“Oh you think so?" Isagi's cheeks had begun to turn red, he could feel the blood rushing to his face as he smiled sheepishly Rubbing the back of his neck.

‘America? He was right, he thought. She spoke differently.’

“Ahh, you're an American, yeah? Is that why you speak funny?" He teased playfully, smiling down at her. Watching her wince a little at his words and he immediately felt embarrassment wash over him. Saying she talked weird wasn’t really polite was it? He watches as she chuckles nervously at him.

“ah, kinda? America has a lot of different accents depending on region so I’m not sure which one takes precedence when I speak Japanese. Nodding his head in relief she didn't deny it, so isagi decided to continue with his questioning.

“Okay, but what region are you from? Are you from the South?" Tilting his head slightly, his eyebrow cocked, curiousity sparking in his eyes.He tries to hide his smile as he watches her face morph into shock. Her eyes were really pretty from where he was standing…

“That easy to tell huh?”

“Yeah." Isagi snickers, he continued. "The way you speak….it's different— a lot more laidback, but not like the Tokyo-y, or Osaka accents. The American accent isn't quite heavy, but not super light either. There's no way it’s something like Texas, Florida, or California, but I'd guess somewhere in the South, closer to the South-east. Am I right?" Looking at her expectantly he can’t help but get lost in her eyes.

“….. Spot on again. I moved from Texas but I was born and raised in the east coast so sometimes I’m New York sometimes I sound more like Houston or New Orleans. Depends on the words I’m saying and how fast I’m talking.” He was actually surprised that he'd managed to guess correctly not one, but twice! With the way the corners of his lips crept upwards, he didn't realize how much he liked talking to her. As the conversation continued, he found himself smiling.

“Wow, so you're just all over the place huh, like a rainbow?" His heart fluttered hearing her giggle reach his ears. It sounded so melodious.

“yep!” Humming in thought he shoots her a smirk. “It'd be interesting to hear how you speak, like if you were super angry or something." The black haired boy teased, not realizing the flirtatious implication it could have.

“I’ve been told I talk faster and with more force so probably New York. And then I speak Spanish too so definitely that.” At the mention of her being able to speak a third language, Isagi's eyes widened. He leaned closer his curiosity growing.

“You can speak Spanish?"

“Mhm. My family is Latin American so Spanish fluency runs through my family.”

Isagi's eyes twinkled with an undeniable sparkle of curiosity. he was definitely intrigued. He’s only heard some of the players on opposing teams he’d play curse at him in Spanish but never actual full on sentences. his lips curved upwards slightly. "Can you speak it right now? If you don't mind." He watches as her eyes far around for a second before letting his again. He felt a little bad for putting her on the spot like that but not bad enough to take it back.

“Oh uh sure. Uhh” She hums for a second before clearing her throat.

“Hola, isagi y bachira. Encantado de conoceros. Los dos sois muy guapos.”

(Hi, isagi and bachira. Nice to meet you both. You are both very handsome)

Isagi's eyes widened with amazement, a look of pure joy on his face. he clapped his hands together. “That's amazing! You speak it so well!" His face flushed at the compliment.

“You know what, I have a question for you." His grin grew into a bigger, brighter smile. Her way of speaking had a certain musical quality to it. He watched her closely all the while, his eyes taking her in, and listening to the way she spoke. She'd said something about them being handsome he thinks? He looked at Bachira who'd been witnessing the conversation the entire while, he noticed his friend's eyebrows raise slightly, and a small smile come onto his lips.

‘Did she just call us handsome?’ Bachira mouthed to him. He knows Bachira definitely isn’t fluent playing in Spain and spending time around Lavinho he must’ve picked up on some. He understands it better than he does English anyway. Feeling his heart racing he looks at her without missing a beat.

"Can I try something?" His gaze didn't waver from the way her lips curved at the sides, her smile being a mere testament of her good features.Quirking an eyebrow at him she looks at him confused for a second before cautiously replying.

“Okay?”

“Say my name." Isagi said, his words laced with a soft breath. Taking half a step closer he watched her lips closely, taking in how each syllable looked as it left her lips. He heard her breath hitch as those beautiful eyes widen looking up at him.

“Yo- I mean Isagi Yoichi.”

He couldn’t help but smirk at the way she said his name. he'd told her to do so, he'd expected it, but the way she'd said his name had his heart beating out of his chest..

"Say Bachira." She chuckles smiling at him confused but obliging him anyway.

“Bachira.” Isagi's gaze remained fixated as he watched her lips form each syllable. He was enjoying this and his brain hadn't quite caught up with the fact that he was enjoying this.

“Say your own name." She smiles at him before speaking her own name. He can’t help the shiver that runs up his spine. The way the words flowed out of her mouth like honey, her tongue curling around every vowel. He would do anything to hear her talk forever if he could. The way her accent was almost hypnotic to his ears. It seemed even her name had no special effect on him.

“I have to tell you, your accent is so cute." He tilted his head slightly as he continued.

"One more thing." The stunned look on her face had him biting back a smile. That deer in headlights look was absolutely precious. It wasn’t until then did he notice the difference between them. The way she looked up at him made something inside him go absolutely wild.

“Oh. Uh thanks.”

“How about you say... isagi yoichi is an absolute cutie?" He teased playfully. He knew when saw her flustered face he had to tease her just a bit more. Like if he’s gunna try and shoot his shot he’s going to put himself at an advantage. Grinning, he was having so much fun, he forgot Bachira was watching the two of them carefully now. His eyes darting back and fourth between the two.

“Yoichi Isagi es precioso.”

The athlete felt his heart stop. He wasn't actually expecting her to do it! And so quickly without any hesitation. He was stunned into silence. His jaw had dropped and his cheeks were blazing bright. Bachira hadn't missed or misread what had just happened. He laughed quietly, a smile tugging at his lips.

‘Damn.. Did that really just happen? Talk about matching energy.’

She laughing seeing his flushed face. He looked like he was trying to find words but forgot how to speak at all.

“Uh,you ok?” Isagi who was was still blushing, lifted the corners of his mouth tilted upwards in embarrassment and joy. Bachira was just barely holding back a laugh. When he found his voice he finally managed to speak after a moment.

“Y-yes. I'm very okay." Isagi's voice was still laced with embarrassment, but he continued anyway. “Can I ask you something though?”

“Hm?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?" His voice still laced with embarrassment, but there was genuine curiosity behind it now. He tries to steady his heart as he looks at her expectantly. He watches as she looks at him surprised stuttering out her words.

“W- I- no?? Like I don’t. I don’t have a boyfriend.”

Isagi nodded, his mind reeling. This day was wild already, she was flirting with him, he was flirting with her– it was really something else. He couldn't deny that the idea of her not being taken was something that gave him the confidence to continue.

"You don't?" He asked again, this time a little slower just to hear her say it. His eyebrows rose, his cheeks were hot with embarrassment, his mind began to race. Deep blue eyes remained on her, he couldn't help staring. He didn't need any other confirmation other than this. he smiled softly, trying to hide just how happy her answer made him.

“Oh, So that means there's no one who'd come and beat me up if I asked you out?" He asked her jokingly, but his voice still remained soft.

“o-oh uh no that wouldn’t happen….” Smiling wider as he caught onto the fact that she'd blushed. She was too adorable, the way her eyes were looking at everything but him. Her hands nervously pulling at her shirt. That, and her soft, smooth voice was sending him into a state of bliss.. And he was starting to get carried away. His grin grew.

“Wellll... Can I ask you something then?"

“Y-yeah?” Shyly looking up at him he noticed the tips of her ears looking red.

“Would you like to go out with me?" He had put all his cards out on the table now and was waiting in anticipation as he asked her. He could hardly believe that he'd gotten to the point of asking her this. His heart was beating out of his chest and there was something happening in his stomach. It wasn't pleasant... The nerves were eating away at him.

“Mhm….i would.” Isagi felt his breath catch in his throat as she agreed. His cheeks were heated, his palms were sweaty, his fingers were trembling. He couldn't breathe. Everything about this felt surreal, there had to be a catch. But, no. It was really happening, he really just asked her out on a date and she agreed.

“Really?" He watches intently as she rocks on the heels of her feet looking away from him. “Mhm.”

His heart was still beating out of his chest. His whole body felt tingly as his cheeks grew hotter. Her answer had taken him by surprise, it'd been a lot easier than he thought it'd be to ask her. His eyes were drawn towards her lips, they were so cute and looked so soft…

Just before he could say anything though, Bachira coughed.

"Isagi?"

Jolting she glances over at him flushing in embarrassment forgetting he was there. She’d completely put all her focus on the boy flirting with her. Bachira looked more like an amused observer, his lips curled up into a small smile. Isagi was flustered to have been caught staring, he snapped out of his thoughts to glance over at him. He felt his face grow even more hot.

“W-what?"

He felt a wave of embarrassment slack him in the face as his friend’s laughter rang out. he'd been enjoying watching what was going on behind the scenes. Bachira's teasing was usually directed towards Isagi, who was easy to tease. So, seeing him be the one getting teased for once and being affected this much by was entertaining.

"You're all red, man.." Bachira teased, the corners of his lips remained curled upwards.He whips his head around to hear the girl snickering at him, hand over her mouth.

“Shut up." Isagi tried his best to sound annoyed, but his voice came out sounding flustered. He was very flustered, he was still red like a tomato. His mind couldn't seem to come up with anything else.. The only thing his body was focused on was her. Her pretty face, her soft voice, her sweet smile, her laugh…. Flinching he felt her grab his hand and he froze.

“Here.”

His heart skipped a beat as she grabbed his hand and held it firmly. He couldn't help, his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. Was she really holding his hand? Her touch was so soft... her grip was gentle, yet firm.. He found himself trying not to close his eyes in that brief moment. She steps closer to him turning to hold her hand in front of him. He was hoping she couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest as her back pressed up against his chest. He feels frozen where he stands as she writes her name and number across his wrist.

“How about you can decide after you win your next game yeah? I’ll be watching so don’t disappoint me.”

His eyes remained on her as she wrote her number down on his wrist, their thumbs grazing together and sliding together for a brief moment. The feel of her grip on his wrist had Isagi's body tingling and his mind racing. He was taken aback by her gesture, but his mind was only focused on one thing right now. She wanted to watch him? She'd be there... watching him? Isagi couldn't help, he grinned, his pulse was rising. Once she finished she moved away from him letting his wrist fall. Capping the pen she held she tapped the end on his nose smiling at him.

“Don’t disappoint me now pretty.” Isagi was startled by her words. For the first time in his life, he was called pretty. His cheeks went red and that one word alone caused his entire world to stop moving around him, he felt so warm.

“I don't plan on it. You'll see, I'll be impressive." He said, his tone was much more confident than he'd meant to sound. She rolled her eyes at him letting a huff leave her lips.

“I’ll definitely hold you to that Mr egoist.”

“Oh?" Smirking he was aware that she was teasing him.He chuckled as it was his turn. “You have no idea..I'm gonna do my damn best to go all out in the game and win." He was already confident. His ego was growing, but he didn't mind that. He had every right to be confident with the skills that he had. His cocky smile remained on his lips.

“I expect to see you there?" He watches as she swallows hard looking up at him. She felt her face heat up at the look of determination in his eyes.

“y-yeah definitely. I’ll keep my eyes on you the whole time….”

Now isagi could feel the adrenaline running through veins. This was all so new to him, the way she was acting so flirty, the way her eyes were on him and her cheeks were flushed just by his look.. The way she was talking right now was making his whole world spin again. Smiling he was enjoying the feel of all those butterflies. He let go of her hand finally and he looked away for a second.

“Okay, then. I guess I'll see you there." He finally said as he turned to leave. Clutching his jacket in hopes to stop his heard from beating so loudly in his ears. He was on cloud 9 and he couldn’t even process this moment being real.

“Yeah… bye yoichi. See you there.” Isagi waved at her, turning to exit. He felt her eyes still lingering on him as he went. His mind was filled with so many thoughts right now. He couldn't believe that he'd done that, he couldn't believe that it had happened... But, it did happen. He had got a date. He had a date with the prettiest girl he'd ever met. That didn't seem real, and he couldn't be happier about it. As he left the gym, Bachira was waiting for him with a smug look on his face.

“You got a date?" Bachira asked, watching him as he approached. Isagi's cheeks were glowing bright red, his grin was infectious. "Shut-up." Isagi snapped back, clearly feeling flustered still. His hands were trembling ever so slightly and he was aware that it was all over his facial expressiosn. He attempted to hide his emotions but to no avail, he was just too excited for his own good.

“Awwwww Come on, you can't lie! I can see it all over you, your face is bright red and your lips got this dumb grin on em. You're down bad when you're flustered, and the way she was looking at you? Yeah, you got a date." Bachira said excitedly as he watched his friend trying his best to hide his emotions.

“Shut. up." He said, a hint of frustration in his voice. Isagi didn't want to acknowledge that his friend was right, but he had a point. He was right. Isagi could still feel her hand on his wrist. He felt like he could still feel her breath on his skin. His cheeks were red, his hands were shaking. All because this damn date.

[foreversagacious]

jesus christ man, ur art is sick, keep doing u and just know if u go for the grift, if u make a "fixing your art" YouTube channel even though theyre so fucking annoying and dumb run by entitled ass 26 yr olds who went to art school, u can make a lottt of money if ur rly 14 and lean into that gimmick, as wel as the actual merits of ur shit cus. like bro if i had a time machine. and i was in ur shoes. honestly do it. go for the grift. fuck the merits of art anyway it doenst mean shit. "art is dead" but not in the cringe bo burnham way but in the way where being a furry is slowly being poisoned by capitalism as companies notice that demographic can be profitable (this is why furries need to be actual freaks. but not you you are like a child. just do whatever u want man i dont care dude)

but forreal you should make one of those art drama channels where u fix peoples art so there are less annoying ass fucking 26 year olds who talk like assholes on purpose and being intentionally divisive and annoyingggg running those channels that genuinely suck balls and dick and cock at art . like ok i shoudlnt be saying this to a 14 year old. sorry for the naughty words. balls are the orange things with black lines on them on a baskertball cvourt. mihcale jordan.. yeah..... he was tall as fuuuck boy. anyway ur art is cool and made me have an internal crisis because i am like almost 3 years older than u and leagues behind. but that's ltierally so cringe because we both love skibid toilet because we are both basically children so oh my god so much in common! wha tthe fukkk this is like when the hipies invaded the white house. or sonmething. i love peace and love on the earth oh m god dude skibidi bop yes yes. skbidi biden is kind of fucking hard as fuck though bro i aint even gon lie to u i aint even holdin u to that it kind of is actual heat,. this is on anon man, but i dont even care, i speak for the communitnmy, i hope u never sell ur soul for the art world and community, but if u do, i hope u make a shit ton of money for it because art youtubers are fucking annoying as shit but make a ton of money. do it bro i swear to god youll get huge if u lean into the 14 yr old thing god DAMN im old now oh my goddd DONT GO INTO A RETAIL JOB!!!!!! well, u should for the experience, but DONT GET STUCK THERE AT LEAST. EXPLOIT YOUR COMPANIES TIME. SLACK OFF ON THEJOB. UNIONIZE SECRETLY AND DONT TOLERATE NARCS AND SNITCHES. art "fixing" channels are lowkey scabs like they are the type to be worker scabs but also god damn man they are a scab on the art community cus theyre ANNOYING AS FUCKKK I DONT CARE IF THEYRE ETHICAL ONES THEYRE ANNOYING. I literally dont fucking take them seriously like oh my god ok bro yes aw ohm y god wow! anyway. becvome one of the scabs. the art youtube scavbs not a worker scab. make money. then dip and god please god dont turn 26 ever, i have ten good years maybe and then boom iim that colleen girl and i have to killmyself! dont do it !!! dont do it

holy shit wow. that is a whole disquisition and a half

thank you though i appreciate the fact that you took the time outta your day to spam my inbox with kind (and equally as questionable) words!!

i havent really been able to draw cus of exam season but here you go chew on this stupid dirk doodle til i have the time to whip up something a little less ballsy

peace out mwah mwah youre awesome and i will be looking deeper into the bill gates foreskin couch conspiracy

[harryssattelitestomper]

Watermelon Sugar 🍉

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A/N: Here it is; the second part of the Fine Line series! I'm still learning how to write and learning as I go so rly appreciate you reading my series :)

warnings: cursing, VERY poorly written smut (I tried😭)

word count: 926

in which, Harry thinks you taste so sweet he decided to put it in a song. 🎶To prove I'm right, I put it in a so-o-ong🎶 ,sorry

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As you were taking the watermelon out of the fridge, you yelled out to Harry who was making his way to the garage. "Baby, d'you want some watermelon?".

"Yes please". He yelled back as he got inside the car

'It had been very cloudy in Los Angeles recently so when they woke up today and saw the sunrays peaking through, they decided to make the most of it. Therefore Harry had just brought all of their stuff to the car to bring with them to the beach; sunnies, waterbottles and their books. All while Y/N was in the kitchen making them a snack to bring along as well.'

As she had cut and put the watermelon and strawberries on a container, she made her way to the car to join Harry.

"It's so fucking hot today", you commented as you connected your phone to the cars aux

"Yeah, feels nice after it being so gloomy"

Then, you were on your way to your private beach.

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After a while of laying in the sun, Harry being the restless person he is decided he had enough and went for a quick swim in the water.

As he was swimming you became bored. Already having finished your book and without your gossip-buddy, you decided to do the one thing you loved to do: tease your boyfriend.

You began by slowly untying your bikini top making it slowly fall down to the floor beside you.

Harry noticing you moving he glanced in your direction, his eyes doubling in size as he saw what you were up to.

"Holy shit", he whispered quietly to himself as he got out from the water and made his way towards you.

By the time he reached you, you had already taken off your bikini bottoms and were acting like you didn't notice him.

"What do you think you're doing?", he asked as his hungry eyes were scanning your very naked body.

You shrugged. "Didn't want any tan lines."

Harry made himself at home on top of you. "Oh really? No other reason?" Grabbing your legs and wrapping them around his waist, he put his forearms on either side of your head.

"Nope." You smirked at him, finally taking your sunnies off and properly looking at the god of a man on top of you,

He started kissing your neck, letting out a "mmhm" letting you know that he knew exactly what you were doing. He continued to kiss down your neck making sure to also kiss you collarbones before making his way to your breasts. Sucking slightly harder on the top part of your breast and causing you to let out a small whimper. He detached himself from your boob to look at the hickey he just created before latching onto your nipple, sucking and slightly biting it just to muster up a moan from your lips.

He continued to kiss down your body as he slid himself a little lower between your legs so he could rest comfortably on his stomach. As his kisses reached your lower stomach he switched to kissing your inne thighs.

You loved his kisses, loved how he always took his time with you, but you were getting impatient. "Harry please"

"What'd ya want, love?"

"Please, I need you so bad"

And that did it. Harry with his praise kink and need to please others took the bait like a fish and dove into your pussy. Flatting out his tongue, he licked a long stripe from your opening to your clit, repeating the motion a few times before moving up and sucking your clit.

The sounds you were making, the absolutely obscene fucking noices you were making had Harry rutting his hips against the sun lounger, looking for relief for his cock which was now rock-hard.

As he continued to suck on your swollen clit, he dragged his fingers to you entrance, pushing two fingers in and immediately curling them so he could reach your g-spot.

The motion made your back arch, and mouth falling open to a soundless scream. "Im gonna cum!" were the only words that could escape your mouth as the unbelievable pleasure was on the edge of taking over you.

"Cum for me love, come on baby". Were the words that had you tumbling down the edge as the pleasure finally took over.

Harry never stopped his movements, only slowing down so to prolong your release. Only when he saw you getting uncomfortable due to the overstimulation he stopped all together.

Crawling so he could be face to face with you he asked, "You okay?", while smoothing down your hair. "Yeah", you answered, still feeling like you were on cloud 9.

"You know I could eat you out everyday", Harry said eyes looking slightly glazed over.

"Oh I'm sure you could, H"

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It was a few weeks after and Harry had just came back from being at the studio for the whole day.

"Baby, wanna hear the song we finished today?"

"'Course, lovie", you said excitedly as you made yourself comfortable on the couch, waiting for Harry to get his phone so he could play it to you.

"Alright, you ready?"

"Mmhm."

As the song started to play, you couldn't help but make a face as some of the lyrics made sense and didn't at the same time.

"What the fuck is watermelon sugar?", you asked him absolutely flabbergasted at the metaphor. Instead of answering you, Harry just smirked making his way on top of you, and showing you exactly what watermelon sugar was.

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A/N: I know it's bad okay?! 😂 I'm trying so would really appreciate any feedback from you guys.