#also the blood kink is making a HARD carry this chapter huh

[neoaevis]

How Much I Love You/Hate you

How Much I Love You/Hate you

Word Count: 2654

Warnings:Smut(Use of the word slut, Boss kink, Over Stimulation, Male and Female receiving, Dom Mark, Pregnant Sex, Office Sex, Unprotected Sex(Don’t forget to wrap it), Cheating,Mentions of the word gold digger , Angst,Violence;punching and mentions of hurtful words(that’s it ig pm me for more)

!! NOT PROOF READ!!

A/N: Hello my dear bbys I finished the second chapter and I really hope y’all like it and just like I said it will be indiv story first and in around the third chapter we will see some interactions between our main characters but well lol depends in what I write, I really hope you enjoyed this as much as I did lol and please don’t hate me if you don’t also don’t copy any of my works,you may also chat me for suggestions or give me some asks of atw with things you are curious  about and btw I will open the taglist so send me a message if you wish to be tagged enjoy💋

Chapter II

Day Before Heading To Korea

“That was amazing but can be better” Mark says as he stands up away from the girl that was shaking from the sex they just had. Mark was in a meeting that was honestly really boring when one of the intern that he has  been flirting around with started palming him under the table that makes his eyes grow wide and his dick erect, originally he wanted to keep his dick inside his pants but she palmed her faster which made him hornier, so in the middle of the meeting he stood up and made everyone confused from his actions and people asking in small murmurs if something was wrong “Let’s continue this later, lunch break” he said with a loud enough voice.

He walked to the door signaling the girl to follow him into his office once she was inside he locks the door shut pressing the girl’s back to the door “What a fucking slut you are” he said with absolute dominance that makes the girl shiver ” I w-want you sir” she said as he tries to grab Mark’s face to kiss him in which Mark refused “You are not allowed to touch me” he removes his tie grabbing the girl’s hand and tying it hard enough that it will surely bruise, due to Mark’s action she feels her clit’s dripping wetness, Mark started by removing her blouse and tossing it just wherever, seeing the lace underwear she wore his eyes grew full with lust, he went to her neck hungrily leaving small marks as he unclasp her bra, he removes her skirt now carrying her towards the sofa near his  table, he opens her legs harshly, rubbing her clit he said “Your this wet, I’ve barely done anything” he grinned, the girl was unable to open her legs from too much pleasure in which Mark reacted to by opening it wider “I’m going to punish you and make sure you will regret what you did” he exclaimed while ripping the girl’s panty, he sucked her clit harshly tightly grabbing her thighs, he then moves his tongue down her entrance which makes the girl release a loud moan, he stops and grabs her neck pulling it towards his face “You’re too loud do you want everyone in the office to know how dirty you are” his statement makes the girl’s voice hitch and even before she can give a reply he gets back to pushing his tongue in her entrance while rubbing her clit with his thumb, the pressure make the girl see stars all over ”I-I I’m cumming sir” she stated stuttering too much, Mark stops the girl felt the emptiness and she whined “You don’t get to cum yet slut” he said, he pulls her hair making her kneel he unbuttons his shirt and unbuckles his belt pushing down his pants with his boxer “Open your mouth” he orders as he pushed her towards his dick deep down enough for her to gag , he went on and on that the girl is now crying from how it’s too much but not wanting to stop as pleasure spreads all over her as Mark felt he was close the sloppier he got in pushing her, so she took the initiative to suck him on her own and not long after he came in her throat, saltiness filling her palate.

He pulls her bending her over his desk, he thrust inside her slowly before he slams harder and deep “S-sir you feel so good” his ego got boosted with her compliment thrusting harshly to make sure she would have a hard time walking and for her to learn her lesson, he grabs both of her boobs pushing her towards him deepening every thrust and soon after the girl clenched around Mark “You’re cumming huh?” “Y-yes” she said and Mark slaps her but really hard “You need to call me sir for you to cum” he said demanding her to follow “Y-ye yes sir please make this slut cum” soon after she cums and after a few more thrusts Mark follows, he gave her three more sharp thrusts befor pulling out.

“That was amazing but can be better” Mark says as he stands up away from the girl that fell down shaking from sex, “Your on the pill right” he inquired remembering he came inside her.

“Oh shit, I-I’m not on the pill sir” she said while she tries to stand up but fail, Mark then removed his tie from the girl and began collecting his clothes putting them back on one by one.

“I will tell my secretary to buy you some plan B make sure to take it” he said as he pulls his tie up signaling he will be leaving already.

“What if I don’ take it” she asked teasingly but Mark did not take it well slamming his palms towards the desk she is leaning to “Why did you fuck me is to get yourself pregnant for money?” he exclaimed, fear has spread across the girl’s face making her feel small.

Mark grabs his check in his desk and wrote 1 million dollars worth of money “Here’s the money so make sure to take it” he throws it towards her face.

“Are you just going to leave me, how about me right now or my panty at least” the girl said feeling pathetic and which Mark replied with a scoff giving her another check worth another million.

“I believe the money is enough now” he said walking away now and stopping before opening the door to say “I don’t care about you, what we did was just sex and nothing more so get out of here as fast as you can” and he left as anger spread all over him.

Flashback to College

Truth be told Mark is actually sensitive about pregnancy topics, there was this girl that he loved so deeply when he was just eighteen years old her name was Mina, he spent his youth loving and protecting her, she was poor unlike Mark which his parent’s disliked and protested that she was only a gold digger that is after his money, Mark even went through extreme lengths for her, from buying her expensive gifts to giving every part of him, even arguing with his parents every day and when she got pregnant when they were twenty he was extremely happy, he thought his life was complete with her not until one day when he went to her apartment he heard moans from her room “God, Mark doesn’t even know what we are doing, fucking around like this” said Mina “He is like a puppy following you around” exclaimed the man “Baby if not for his money I won’t be even fucking him, nor get pregnant plus you’re way better in bed” she said moaning, it made Mark really angry and pained, he slams the door open to which shocked the both of them.

“What the fuck did you just say y-you” he said as his voice breaks from too much pain that the love of his life gave him “Only loved me for money” Mina get’s herself off from the man as she tries to get close to Mark “ Mark no you, you heard wrong, I love you not because of your money” he pushed Mina away as he made eye contact with the guy making him punch him hard releasing all the anger “ I did not hear wrong, how dare you cheat on me” he said eyeing Mina, she begged Mark all over and over  and the man she was having sex with said “Just leave that good for nothing asshole Mina” his words made every vein from Mark pop that’s why he punches the guy again and again and again in which the guy returned but Mark was overpowering as he threw more punches, Mina tried to stop them both but she was too weak to stop them soon after he gave the final punch that made the guy fall “I am not good for nothing, in fact I have money which both of you don’t have” he said in the most angry tone he has ever been, Mina and the guy was left shocked with his words they felt very belittle by it “And for you Mina, I loved you and all along my parents were right you are nothing but a gold digger” it made Mina cry even harder, regret filling her all over as she tried to reach Mark only to be pushed away hard enough that her belly hit the side of the bed, soon after that blood filled the room Mark was alarmed remembering his baby so he gave the ambulance a call. When they arrived in the hospital Mina was immediately checked and he found out his baby died his blood and flesh died, regret, blame and all different emotions filled him mostly blaming Mina if she did not cheat on him this will not happen. He left her that day returning to his parents because of how sorry he feels he defended her yet they were right all along, after that Mark has changed he no longer is the bubbly and friendly Mark he became a bad boy fucking every single girl not caring about them at all or would have a girlfriend but would cheat on them on multiple occasions, no relationship after Mina lasted as he thought all people care about is money not how he feels.

Day Before Heading To Korea

Walking he saw his secretary slash friend Taeil he immediately orders him to buy the plan B for the girl he just banged or just anything to prevent her from getting pregnant “Sir why do you fuck girls when you don’t want them to get pregnant” his secretary exclaimed “Come on Taeil don’t play innocent who knows you might’ve banged as much as I did or even more” he said teasing him to which Taeil returned with a huge shake of his head “Nope,nope I’m not like you and never will, well infact I am getting married soon” Mark was shocked not really believing Taeil so he slapped his arm “Your jokes are getting better” he laughed while Taeil had a straight face “Im not kidding my girlfriend really said yes and we are getting married” Mark stopped laughing with a face of disbelief that made Taeil chuckle now “Your gonna settle with someone now?” he questions “Hahaha Mark yes I am” he pats Mark’s shoulder “Wow, why is everyone around me getting married, you should know that the single life is way better” he said while clicking his toungue “Being single is indeed better, but when you love someone you would prefer to be with them every minute and every second and then it would be better for you because you love each other” he said lovingly making Mark laugh “You are madly in love hyung” he laughs “I bet when you meet your match you will also be madly in love with her” Mark shook his head showing a big X sign with his arms “Loving someone crazily will only kill you ,plus I know for sure all they want from me is my money” he said protesting and Taeil gave him a comforting smile before he turns his back to return to work.

Mark headed to the rooftop to get some fresh air while doing so he reminisce his past about Mina and Taeil’s words about him finding true love, discovering that there is indeed a part of him that wants to meet someone that loves him for him and not his money but before he could think more he shrugs it off and in que his phone rings and the caller was his Dad, he answers the phone.

Dad : “Son how have you been there in Canada?” his father questions with a giddy tone

Mark: “Here alive and well” he answers bluntly

Dad: “That’s good, how about the company is it doing well?” he questions further

Mark: “Of course it’s doing exceptionally well, is that all you have to ask” he ask as he sense there is something more with his phone call

Dad: ” Well uhm son I need you to come to Korea asap” he said as he cleared his throat

Mark: “How about our company here, it needs me dad” he said, but actually deep down he is not ready to come back to Korea because coming back means revisiting his past.

Dad: “I already fixed that, your brother is coming to Canada to manage the company”

Mark: “But Dad I’m not really sure I actually don’t want to go back”

Dad: “Look Mark, honestly I wanted to ask you kindly first to hear your first reaction but I just want to inform you that even if you say no, I want you to come home here as soon as you can”

Mark: “Dad but I- I ok fine yes I will come go to Korea as soon as I can but do I just leave?”

Dad: “Yes Mark and starting the day you come back here you will manage the company in Korea plus you need to attend a charity ball this week Saturday”

Mark: “ Ok Dad I get it” he said with a defeated tone

And his Dad hangs up, he doesn’t really want to go and feels very hesitant having an inner conflict with himself, his phone rang again and the caller this time is Taeil telling him to get back to the meeting as lunch break was already over, he endured several more meetings after another until it was finally over to signify his day will finally end. He went back to his office massaging the temples of his forehead as he sat down to think about the many things that bothers him, he then pages for Taeil through his phone, Taeil rushed to see him asking what are his orders for him, Mark stood up and told Taeil “Book me a flight to Korea tomorrow” Taeil took note of it as schok embodied him “Tomorrow sir? And Korea?” he knows that Mark hates Korea for the reason behind it being Mina but he repeated “Yes tomorrow to Korea also you are coming with me” he said as he grabs his things preparing to leave work “B-but sir why shall I come with you and how about my wedding?” he inquires worriedly “It’s part of your job as my secretary and as for you wedding if your soon to be wife loves you so much she can wait oh and make sure it’s a one way ticket” Taeil was very schoked with Mark’s action but before he can speak up more Mark was waves him goodbye making his exit.

The next day Mark woke up with a not so good mood, he made his secretary Taeil pack for him and for which Taeil cursed him for, after packing they head in to his car to drive to the airport Mark tried to get some sleep but he can’t seem to get some with all the flashback memories filling him, they arrived in the airport, checked in and headed to the first class seats of the plane, the whole plane ride was spent with drinking, sleeping and eating for he past 15hrs and after all that has passed he finally hears the flight attendant proclaim” Flight #127 to Seoul South Korea has now landed” and there he was in the land he long abandoned, the land filled with bright yet devastating memories, he shut his eyes preparing himself, as he finally left the plane he feels the jet lag kicking and decided to go to his parents house, just as he thought everyone was asleep due to the very dim lighting he was surprised by his parents with a huge “WELCOME HOME” banner, and he thought to himself “This is it Mark you are really here”.

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[plaidbooks]

Dark Secrets: Secrets Exposed

A/N: Here’s chapter two of vampire!Sonny, and boy oh boy is it a doozy. I have another one planned, but it won’t be for the bingo. Also, the reason this is jumping around so much is because it’s an arc; Karen and I can come back at any time and fill in gaps with short chapters/drabbles.

Anyways, this covers the Monster square in @adarafaelbarba​ moodboard bingo!

Tags: smut, rough p in v sex, blood (is it blood play if he drinks it?), biting kink, marking/bruising skin, squirting

Words: 3105

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Three months. They were the longest three months of your life. Sonny never contacted you, and you worried about him every day. Was he compromised? Hurt? Dead? You had no way of knowing, and it kept you up at night. He had to be okay, right? You’d feel if he was hurt, you knew it in your heart.

You were also upset with yourself; the last conversation you had with him was…hard. Why didn’t you just wait a day, tell him how much you loved him instead? And now, what if it was too late to tell him?

There was a knock at your door, and you braced yourself for the worst. But when you opened it to find Sonny standing there, a sheepish smile on his face, you felt such relief that you cried out before launching against his chest. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close.

“Oh my god, I’ve missed you so much! I’m so happy you’re okay,” you exclaimed, pulling him to you in a deep kiss.

He kissed you back just as fiercely, walking you backwards into your place. “I’ve missed you,” he muttered against your lips before kissing you again.

You wrapped a leg around his waist, scratching at his back, and he groaned. You needed him, now more than ever. You wanted him so desperately. But still, he hesitated.

“W—wait a moment, doll,” he said, panting. You gently released him, looking up into his face. His eyes were blown with lust, a mirror to your own. “We need to talk.”

You gave him a sultry smile, leaning against him. “It can wait,” you replied before kissing his neck.

Sonny groaned again, melting under your mouth as you continued to kiss and suck his neck. “N—no; stop, please.” You stopped your assault, leaning back to look at him. “It can’t wait, I’m sorry, doll.”

You moved to sit on your couch, and Sonny stood in front of you, determined to stay slightly away from you. “What is it, Sonny?”

“First of all, what I’m about to tell you is illegal; we’ll have to fill out all the paperwork later. Second, I’m going to talk, and I want you to listen; it’s a lot of information to get through,” he said.

You weren’t sure what to make of his demeanor “Is everything okay? You’re scaring me, babe.”

“It will be, just…just listen.” He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “I lied about the UC; I wasn’t undercover the past three months.”

“What?!” you yelled in confusion; why did he lie? What was he hiding?”

“Please, let me explain; I spent the past three months in a cabin upstate, alone. I…I wanted to sit and really think about our relationship, about what I feel for you. And I—I love you. I love you so much more than I could ever say. You’re the one I want to spend eternity with. I’ve—I’ve never felt like this with anyone before; sure, I’ve had past lovers over the years, but nothing compared to you. I love you, everything about you, your spirit, your intellect, all of it,” he concluded.

You blinked at him. Was he…proposing? After lying about where he was? “Why lie, Sonny? I would’ve understood if you needed some time.”

“Because I—I wanted to make sure I was alone; I’m not done.” He took yet another deep breath, his piercing blue eyes locking to yours. “I wanted to make sure I could tell you this, without the fear of a…scene.” You rose an eyebrow, and he softly said, “I’m not human, doll. I’m a vampire.”

You blinked at him. “A vampire? Like Dracula or—”

“Oh, Dracula is a bunch of crap; a fictional story written by a human. I’m a real vampire; I have fangs, drink blood to survive, live forever unless I’m killed—”

“I don’t see how this is different than Dracula yet,” you replied, stifling a chuckle.

Sonny’s eyes narrowed as he looked at you. “I’m being serious, here! It’s also highly illegal for me to tell you all of this, since you’re a human.”

“Uh huh. A vampire, you say…” you trailed off, thinking. It did make a lot of sense, with how he didn’t eat or drink often, and why he tended to stay out of the sun. But he still went out and about in daylight, and besides, monsters weren’t real.

He rolled his eyes, then opened his mouth. Your eyes widened as his incisors seemed to grow an extra inch, becoming fangs.

“H—how’d you do that?” you whispered in shock.

Slowly, they retracted to normal size again. “I need them to puncture skin to get to the veins,” he explained.

“You really are a vampire, aren’t you?” you asked, voice hushed.

He nodded. “I am; all those manuscripts I’ve ‘found’? I was around when they were written; that’s why I know history so well, doll. It’s also why I haven’t wanted to move in. I didn’t want you to see that I don’t really eat, at least not human food…. It’s also why we haven’t had sex.”

“Because we’d make some sort of abomination if I got pregnant?” you joked.

Sonny’s eyes widened. “What? No, I can’t have biological kids. But I—I can’t get, um…hard, not unless I feed…. Need the blood and all….”

“Oh…oh! So, it’s not me?” Somehow, this was a relief.

He chuckled in disbelief. “No, it’s not you. I told you, I’ve wanted to have sex with you. I just didn’t think I could go ‘let me feed really quick then come back’.”

You laughed, and he looked at you like you’ve gone crazy. “Well, if that’s all, come here.” You patted the couch next to you, and he seemed skeptical, like this was somehow a trick.

Sonny came around the table to sit on the couch next to you, but he still left space between you, as if touching you would hurt you in some way. “You’re taking this surprisingly well,” he muttered.

You shifted to face him, and you reached out for his hand. He didn’t pull away when you took one of his hands between both of yours. “Dominick, I love you, no matter what you are, human or vampire, or whatever. I only love you.”

“But—but I’m a monster—”

“No, you’re not. You’re my sweet, loving boyfriend. I know you, Dom; I know your morals, your heart. We can talk about what all this means for us tomorrow. Right now, I want you,” you replied.

His eyes widened, and you were sure he’d be blushing if he could—could vampires blush? Gently, you leaned in, pressing your lips to his. He seemed stunned, frozen in shock, and you pulled away. His eyes searched your face for a moment before he was on you, lips colliding with yours almost painfully.

The kiss quickly deepened, his tongue easily forcing its way into your mouth. He pushed you down on the couch, kissing you for so long, you thought your lungs would surely shrivel up. Then he was picking you up, carrying you as if your weighed nothing, heading for your bedroom.

Sonny gently laid you on the bed before he ripped—literally tore—his shirt off himself. He climbed over your body, his lips coming back to yours. You scratched at his back, grinding against his thigh as his lips dominated yours.

His mouth trailed down your jaw, nipping as he went. “Pl—please tell me you’ve fed recently. I n—need you, Dominick,” you whined.

“I did, but not enough for this—I never thought this would go so well,” he replied, his voice husky. He pressed a kiss to your neck before leaning back to look at you. His normally blue eyes were a deep red, and it somehow made him more attractive. “If you want, I can go down on you, then go feed really quick and come back. It’ll be a few hours though; I have to leave the city to find animals.”

You moaned in frustration before a thought struck you. “Feed from me.”

“What?!” Sonny asked in shock.

You smiled softly at him. “Use me, Dominick. Drink from me.”

His eyes were almost completely black with his arousal, the red reduced to a bright ring on the outside of his pupils, and he swallowed hard. “I—I don’t think that’s safe, doll.”

“I trust you, it’ll be fine. Please, babe; I need you inside me, I want you, please.”

His breathing was coming in sharper as his arousal was taking over his rational mind. “And if I can’t stop? If I hurt you?”

“That’s a chance I’m willing to take. Because I love you, and you love me; I don’t believe you’ll hurt me. It’s okay, Dom.” To make your point, you propped yourself on an elbow, sweeping your hair off one side of your neck before laying back down.

Sonny didn’t notice that he leaned closer to you, only realized when his nose made contact with your throat. He sniffed at you, smelling your sweet blood just under your skin, and his mouth watered.

“That’s it, Dominick. Bite me, drink your fill,” you cooed.

“St—stop tempting me,” he groaned, voice full of arousal. He pressed kisses to your throat before he moved to nuzzle the crook of your neck. His tongue darted out, tasting your skin, and you sighed at the feeling.

“It’s fine; I give you permission. I trust you with my life,” you breathed.

Slowly, you reached up to grip his biceps, his arms caging your body. He sucked and kissed your neck, and you felt his lips move as his fangs grew. “Do you even know how hard it’s been to simply kiss your neck, when all I’ve wanted was to taste you?” he growled, his breath hot on your skin.

“Now’s your chance. Do it; drink.”

He grazed his teeth over your skin as he searched for your vein. “I’m so sorry,” he muttered before he sunk his fangs into you. You gasped in pain as he easily broke skin, your grip on his arms bruising a normal human. His fangs retracted, and he sucked at the incisions, drinking your blood. The magic in his saliva had you seeing stars; it was a mix of euphoria, pleasure, and pain all wrapped into one.

Sonny groaned the moment your blood touched his tongue. He had never tasted anything so delicious in his life. He could easily drink until your body was empty of blood…which is why he made sure to pay close attention to you, your heartbeat. But god, he could never get enough of you, your taste. He barely felt the blood entering his system; he was too distracted with the taste and with your heart. When your grip on his arms started to loosen, he used a great amount of restraint to detach from your neck.

He was panting as he leaned back, licking the blood from his lips. It was only then that he noticed how hard his cock was from just that small amount from you. It was true that he had fed recently, that he didn’t need much more, but he didn’t think that little would be enough.

You gave him a soft smile before you sat up, kissing him deeply. You could taste the coppery tang of blood on his tongue, but you didn’t care; you needed him, now. Sonny pushed you back down, then stood just long enough to undress the both of you before he was back on top of you.

“Are you sure—”

“Fuck me, Dominick, please,” you begged. He didn’t need to be told twice before he pushed into you fully. You moaned loudly at the feel of him inside you; his cock was long, curving to brush up against your g-spot perfectly.

“Ready for me, doll?” he asked softly, feeling your walls expand around him.

You gripped his shoulder, light-headed, though from the feel of him or the loss of blood, you weren’t quite sure. “I’ve been ready for you since the moment I met you, my love.”

His expression softened, and he kissed you deeply before he started to move. You could tell he was holding back, afraid to hurt you; he set a slow pace, thrusting deep into you. Your hands traveled down his back to cup his ass, pulling him deeper into you, and he grunted at the feeling.

“You—you feel so amazing. I love you, I love you so much,” he whispered before trailing his lips down to your throat. He sucked marks into you, and you gasped in pleasure; you had told him about your biting kink, something that you now found hilarious.

“S-same; feels so g—good. Fuck, Dom, move faster, please. You’re not going to hurt me,” you moaned.

He kissed your throat once more before he made his way to the two holes on the side of your neck, a drop of blood slowly dripping down your skin. His tongue flicked out, lapping at your blood, and the pace of his hips went up. He dipped his head down to the crook of your neck, kissing your injury, and you moaned again.

“D—Dominick—fuuuuck!—harder, please!” you gasped, trying to match his pace.

With a great force of will, he pulled his mouth from your neck, instead brushing your hair from the other side. He pressed his lips to your skin, kissing and sucking more marks into you.

You dragged one of your hands from behind him, wedging it between your bodies. You quickly found your clit, rubbing yourself as he fucked you into the mattress. Sonny opened his mouth, biting that side of your neck—without his fangs—and it was enough to send you over the edge. You cried out as you came, liquid gushing from you as pleasure washed through your body.

He propped himself up, looking at the mess you made, then smirked. Taking one of your legs, he threw it over his shoulder, sinking even deeper into you. You screamed his name in pleasure as he pounded into you.

“You got another one in ya, doll. Give it to me,” he growled. You brought your hand back to your clit, but he slapped it away, using his own fingers to rub you viciously. You squirmed as he assaulted your overstimulated clit, crying out at the feeling. You grabbed his wrist, but his arm was like stone; you couldn’t pull him away no matter what you did. You screamed as your orgasm crashed through you like a wave. But still, he didn’t stop.

“One more, doll. Be a good girl and cum for me again, I know you can,” Sonny cooed, his hips moving impossibly faster. His fingers were still playing with your clit, and you shuddered at the feeling. His hips hit yours so hard, you were slowly being pushed up the bed until his free hand gripped your hip, bring you down to meet him.

“Dom—Dominick—! Too much—gonna c—cum!” you warned. He doubled his efforts and you gasped as he pulled another orgasm from you. The hand that was rubbing you moved to your hips, and he jackhammered into you, chasing his release. His fingers gripped you hard enough to leave bruises, and you sure you wouldn’t be walking anytime soon.

He leaned down over you, the sound of skin slapping deafening in the room. And then he was groaning your name, his cock twitching as he exploded into you, filling you with his release. He kept thrusting, milking his balls into you, making you whimper. Then he collapsed on top of you, kissing your neck.

“Fucking hell, sweetheart. That was fantastic,” he muttered. It took him a moment, but he seemed to remember in that moment that you were human, and he climbed off you. “Holy shit, I’m sorry, are you okay? Was that too much?”

You chuckled, your body aching. But it was a good sore. “Fine, fine. Just a little tired—”

“Right, I’m sorry. It’s—it’s been a while. Here, let me clean you.” He stood, scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom. His hands were gentle as he washed you carefully, but you noticed his eyes going back to your neck often. Eventually, he had enough.

“I—I have to bandage that bite; the smell of your blood is intoxicating,” he explained before hurrying to your first aid kit.

While he was gone, you assessed the damage in the mirror. Your neck and throat looked like one huge bruise with how many marks he made. But the two puncture wounds on the side of your neck stood out like a sore thumb. All of this did nothing but turn you on more; you loved being bitten and marked by your partners.

“Was I your first?—human, that is. Uh, human blood?” you asked awkwardly.

Sonny came back quick enough with gauze and tape, and he set about cleaning and disinfecting the wound. “Um, no, you’re not. Definitely first time I’ve had fresh human blood in maybe a century. But you just…you taste like nothing I’ve ever had before. It’s, like I said, intoxicating. I swear I could drain you in an instant if I had a little less control.”

“Good thing you have control, then,” you said, chuckling softly.

He finished bandaging you and looked into your eyes. His were a brighter blue than you’d ever seen before, the red completely gone. “I had control this time, and even then, I should’ve been in full control. I shouldn’t have even bit you, should never have tasted your blood.”

“It’s fine—”

“It’s really not. Now, any time I’m hungry, I’m going to be thinking of you and how good you are. Which just means I’ll have to leave for my feedings earlier than before, to not wait until I’m so hungry,” he explained.

You rose a hand to cup his face, your thumb running over his soft skin. “I love you, Dominick, and I trust you. Now that I know what you are, you can do what you need to survive, without worrying about lying to me.”

He melted against you hand, closing his eyes briefly. “You’re right. Now that you know, I feel so much closer to you than before.”

“And tomorrow, we talk; I want to know everything about you, about your life and your world.”

He smiled softly. “Deal. Plus, we must start working on the paperwork; monsters are not allowed to reveal themselves to the human world. There’s a lot of hoops to jump through—”

“Tomorrow. Right now, I just want you to hold me as we sleep, okay?” you asked, hopeful.

His smile grew and he helped you stand. “I will hold you for as long as you want or need.”

[smol-and-grumpy]

EUPHORIA - Chapter 7

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: He’s Dean Winchester, owner of a shady night club. She’s a journalist who has been asked to write an article to expose the indecency and debauchery that’s going on behind closed doors. But he’s also Dean Winchester, the boy who sat next to her in class. The boy who was too cocky for his own good.

Chapter Warning: Feelings, fluff (I felt some heart clench, but maybe that’s just me)

WC: 3525

A/N: This fills my ‘rope bunny’ (only mentioned) square for @spnkinkbingo​​. Please share your thoughts with me, I’d love to hear your feedback.

Beta’d by @deanwanddamons​​​​​​​​ <3

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Dean couldn’t really sleep last night either, but what else is new?

But he’s really glad that she feels better. He could already tell that she was feeling much better after she took that shower. He was in the middle of changing the sheets, when she walked out and it really did something to him seeing her all clean and smelling like him. The shirt was kinda funny, he had to give Claire that. But her pants? He wanted to rip them apart because they were barely covering her legs at all.

When Y/N kissed his cheek, Dean was hard again, and it was even harder to conceal his boner when he’s wearing sweats. 

They had an easy morning, and he liked that. Liked that they could talk about old times, liked how easy it was between them when they didn't have judging eyes on them like they had at school. He regrets not talking to her more back then. He was a stupid kid. Too cocky for his own good. 

When she said that she was ready to go home, he agreed to take her back, suppressing his own feelings of wanting to keep her around longer. But again, why should she stay? It’s not like they are anything. Hell, he hasn’t even asked her out yet. 

Maybe, Dean thinks, he should get the stick out of his ass and do it. Part of him is afraid that she’ll think he’s only doing all this because he doesn’t want her to destroy the reputation of his club. Which is bullshit, because Dean actually couldn’t care less. Any publicity is good publicity is the saying he goes by, and it is the truth. If it’s a bad article, people will be intrigued. If it’s good, people will still be intrigued. That’s just how it is. He never once felt intimidated when she told him that she is going to write that article.

Two days later, she feels herself again. It feels actually pretty great to be back amongst the living. All traces of her sickness are gone. 

Dean texted her every now and again, asking her how she feels and she can’t help but blush every time her phone chimes with a message from him.

Y/N was able to go into the office today to finish things that were piling up on her desk. Thank god her colleagues helped with the articles that were due during her absence, but because Rufus thinks that she still shouldn’t be there at all, he sent her home early. 

As she sits on her bed with her laptop propped on her thighs and contemplates writing up that article about Euphoria , she hears an incoming text.

  D: How are you today?

Y/N: Better, thanks for asking. I went to work but Rufus sent me home early.

D: He did?

Y/N: Said I should rest for one more day.

D: I agree.

  She rolls her eyes. She hates texting with him. She never knows if it’s his or her turn. Is she supposed to say something to that last text? It’s not like she can write up an essay when she writes in short sentences. But before she can think about what to write, Dean sends her another text.

  D: Do you, by any chance, feel good enough to come to the club?

  She bites on her lip and smirks to herself.

  Y/N: Sure. Same time?

D: Whenever you are ready, sweetheart.

  There’s blood rushing through her head as she gets up and walks to her closet. She has to wear something nice, but again, Dean has seen her at her worst and he wasn’t appalled, which she still can’t wrap her mind around. 

  *

She left a little early, therefore, she showed up here earlier, too. She hoped that Dean didn’t mind. The bouncer let her in and she stumbled upon Dean briefing his staff. 

He notices her, nods in her direction but he continues to talk. She stands back, not wanting to disturb them, and listens in. 

It’s weird. Well, not really weird, but it’s surreal to watch Dean briefing and instructing his staff. He is definitely a different Dean from the Dean she knew back in school. His voice is deeper, he has more facial hair, but what strikes her the most is how he carries himself. How he can come across as this authoritative person. Someone other people look up to. He looks good. Looks like he just walked out of a photo shoot. He has awesome social skills, and has a voice that makes you want to listen to whatever he has to say. She liked the old Dean but she also can’t lie that this Dean turns her on.

When he finishes, the people start to disperse and go on about their tasks. He comes towards her, smiling an easy smile that could make any woman blush. She’s no exception.

“Hey,” He smiles even brighter, his hands come up to stroke her cheek and tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, “You look better.”

She chuckles, “Well, that’s not hard, given that I probably looked like an extra from The Walking Dead .”

“You didn’t.” Dean’s smile is gone and his face is a little more serious. His hand is still on her cheek and he trails his finger down her jawline, thumbs at her bottom lip. When he realizes what he is doing, Dean quickly clears his throat, “Right. Are you ready to check out some rooms?”

“Sure,” She shrugs, a little sad that the moment is over. 

Dean’s grin returns and he jerks his head towards the stairs, “Then come on,”

Y/N follows him up the stairs and through the VIP room where Claire and some other people were setting up things. They move away the big group of couches lining the middle of the room, carrying around big candles and pillows. They hang up electrical lanterns and silk cloth. She notices that they are all dressed in special gowns too. It has an Arabic feel to it. Girls wear gold bikinis and silken pants or skirts, gold chains around their hips. 

“What’s going on?” She asks out of curiosity. She doesn’t even notice that she has slowed down, until Dean walks back to come get her. 

He chuckles, “We’re having an Arabian night. There’s a special night every two weeks.” Dean grabs her wrist to pull her along, “Come on. We won’t see anything if you don’t keep moving.”

“But that’s interesting too!” She pouts, but she walks faster to keep up with Dean’s pace.

“Would you like to see that instead of the rooms?” He asks and looks down at her, his lips pressed into a thin line but he grins, she can see.

“What if I want to see it all?” She raises an eyebrow.

Dean’s chuckling softly, “Rooms first. I might have something you like.”

Something she likes? Well, if that doesn’t pique her curiosity she doesn’t know what will. She doubts that it’s going to be another sybian room, though. Maybe she can ask if she can go into that room again some other time. Or maybe he can tie her up in that rope, she was scared at first but it sounds appealing to be dominated and hanging around of a ceiling, the rope tight around her body, the material digging into her skin. 

He comes to a halt at the door next to the room with the sybian bull and opens it to let her take a peek. 

“It’s the furry room.” He says, and crosses his arms over his chest and leans his back against the door frame lazily. 

Y/N’s about to ask him what that means when her gaze registers the clothing rack to the far left side. There’s a big mirror on the right and mattresses on the floor. 

“Oh, my god,” She huffs out a breath, “These are costumes, right?” She can see some costumes of foxes and wolves, cats and dogs, lions and tigers and many more, “Are people really into this kind of thing?”

He has to chuckle, “Oh, you poor sheltered girl,” He walks in and picks out a costume to show it to her, “You won’t believe it, but this room is always fully booked. If you want to use this room, there’s a two weeks waiting list.”

“Dean?”

“Huh?” He hangs the costume back on its rack.

“I know, no kink shame and all, but, ewwwww,” She grimaces and shudders. 

“I take it you don’t want to try it on?” Dean’s laughing as he walks towards her and takes her hand in his.

“Over my dead body,” She sighs and Dean pulls her out to open the door to the room next door.

“Medical room.” He says, and opens the door wide for her to see.

She steps around him and walks inside. There’s a white desk in the middle and off to the wall is an examination table. Hanging on grids are various sizes of dildos and strap ons. There’s also a tray next to the examination table with medical supplies. 

It doesn’t really throw her off like it maybe should, because she can really imagine a lot of people being into that. 

“So, the people who book the rooms, with whom do they fulfill their fantasies with? Employees of yours or other members?” She takes the strap on dildo from the grid. The leather is firm in her hands. 

Dean walks in behind her, stops by the desk, “It depends. Sometimes members find their way to each other and they try different rooms together. Sometimes they invite an employee. The employee can agree or deny. It’s up to them. They don’t get paid to do it, you know? And sometimes, they mingle in the front first and invite someone to the VIP rooms. Every non-member has to sign an NDA before they enter.”

“You’re thorough.” She grins while she tries to strap the dildo around her waist. 

Dean watches her in bewilderment before he answers, “I went on to business school, they taught me to be thorough.”

Y/N wiggles her hips, making the dildo swing around. She’s laughing and Dean can’t help but laugh with her. 

“Is this the thing you said I’d like? Because honestly, I do?”

“You’re having way more fun than you should, you know?” He walks closer. His hands go to the strap on and releases it from around her hips. He hangs it back up, “No, it’s the next room that I’m excited for you to see.”

Dean takes her hand and walks out. They pass a couple more rooms until he stops. He exhales before he opens and tells her to close her eyes. She can see that he’s nervous and now she’s anxious about what lies inside of that room. What could possibly make Dean Winchester nervous?

She closes her eyes and Dean places a hand around her waist to walk her inside. Their steps echoes. She can feel from the reverberation that the room is bigger than all the other rooms they’ve been in. 

“Okay,” Dean says, “Open up,” 

Blinking her eyes open she takes it in and immediately her jaw drops. 

“It’s a classroom.” He mumbles behind her.

Yeah, well, she can see that, but it’s not only a classroom. It’s their classroom. Their fucking English classroom from high school. Everything looks exactly the same, apart from the fact that there are no windows. There are still the same books displayed on the bookshelves, the same posters hanging on the walls. A big red ruler on the teacher’s desk, the same one their English teacher used to use to point at the black board. She can’t imagine how much trouble Dean went through to get his hands on all these things.

“Dean— I—,”

“Would it be weird if I say that English was the class I was always looking forward to the most?” His voice is a little lower, a little softer. 

“I don’t know what to say,” She confesses.

“You don’t have to say anything,” He shrugs, “People use this room for role play. Usually teacher students kind of thing, you know. But it has a whole different meaning to me.” He walks over to the row where they used to sit in the classroom back at school and she follows him. 

He pulls the chair to let her sit down and it’s weird. It’s like they’re catapulted back in time. Dean sits next to her and he leans forward, braces his elbow on the table, “Look here,” He taps at the wood on the side of the table. 

  D.W.

  “You carved it here, too?” She chuckles.

Dean grins, all cocky and bravado, “Gotta let people know what’s mine.”

“This is crazy,” She shakes her head but she can’t hide the fact that she’s impressed with all the details, “You really liked English, huh?”

“You didn’t see it, did you?” He asks.

“See what?”

“Jesus, Y/N,” Dean groans and bends down, leaving his forehead on the table before he tilts his head. She can see that he’s blushing a little, “I only liked it because I sat next to you!”

She’s taken aback by the revelation, “I didn’t know,” 

He chuckles at that, “No, of course you didn’t. You always were such a good girl back then and you hung on to every one of the teacher’s words. I’m surprised you even knew who I was.”

Dean’s not wrong. She was kind of a nerd.

“Fact is, I already liked you back then. And I asked you out to prom but you shot me down.” He says in a teasing way and she gasps. 

“I didn’t.”

“Eh..ya, you did,”

“What?” She shouts out, “You didn’t ask me! As far as I can remember you asked ‘Are you going to the prom?’ and I said no.”

Dean raises his eyebrows and looks a little annoyed. 

And then the penny drops, “Ooooooh! Oh, no, Dean. That’s not how you ask someone to the  prom!”

“Yeah,” He chuckles, “I was young and a cocky bastard, okay? I didn’t know how to ask someone out whom I felt something for.”

“You felt something for me, back then?”

He clasps his hand over his face and rubs at this scruff, “Yeah, I did.”

She feels blood rushing to her head. He did like her then? Does he still like her now? 

Before she can ask, Dean reaches out to touch her face, fingers skimming over her cheek. He leans closer, “Can I kiss you? I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t.”

Y/N bites her lip which she curves up into a smile, and nods her head in approval. 

Dean exhales and leans closer. He grins as his lips ghosts over hers. He’s so close. She can smell his breath hot on her face. His hand is on the back of her neck, drawing her closer to him. They chuckle and it’s awkward. It’s like those awkward first kisses as teenagers. Their noses bump against each other and it’s like she doesn’t know how things work anymore, until Dean takes the lead and presses his plump lips to hers. It’s soft and salty, minty fresh too. His tongue teases along her bottom lip and she opens up her mouth a little more, letting him in. His tastes flood her senses, and god, she likes it. 

The kiss is careful, soft. He breaks it after a short while but leaves his forehead on hers, “Always wanted to do that.” He grins and pecks her lips once more.

“We can continue to do that,” She licks at her lips, where a faint taste of him still lingers. 

He chuckles, “Nah, I’m afraid that if I start, I won’t be able to stop.”

She frowns at him, “And you have to stop, because…”

Dean stands up and takes her hand, pulls her with him as he makes his way out of the door, “Y/N, I’m a gentleman and not a hot headed teenager anymore. I wanna take you out properly before I even start to think about doing anything else with you.”

“Or do anything to me?” Her grin is cocky, maybe as cocky as his when he was younger. 

He groans, and turns around, cupping her chin between his thumb and forefinger to tilt it up, “You have no idea what I dreamed of doing,” He kisses her lips one more time, “You hungry? I know just the place,” 

Honestly, she would follow him into a dingy bar if that’s where he wants to take her, just to get it over with. She knows that her thinking might be desperate but maybe she is. She wanted to tell him before, when he said that he won’t be able to stop, that she didn’t want him to. Didn’t want him to stop when his kisses are so intoxicating.

  Dean drives her to the diner which is about five miles from their old school. It’s where the students used to hang out and he remembered seeing her there on a couple of occasions, mainly when there was a birthday of someone she knew or one of her circle of friends invited her there. Dean knew that she didn’t have money back then. He had seen her nursing a warm milkshake more times that he would have wanted. He wished that he could turn back time and maybe jump over his own shadow and take her out. Well, he tries to make up for lost time now.

She gets out and looks at the diner, “Oh my god. This is a surprise.”

Dean chuckles and weaves his arm around her waist, pulls her close to him and starts to walk to the front of the diner. 

As they sit in their booth, she looks at the menu. 

“You like it here?” He asks, but he already knows the answer because she’s grinning like crazy. 

“Very much, yes. I was afraid you’d take me to a fancy restaurant where they have too much cutlery and I never know which one to use.”

He has to chuckle at that, “No, I know that you wouldn’t like that. That’s why we're here, and I’m telling you, they have the best burgers.”

“I’ve been dying to taste it,” She says, “You know, after college, I always wanted to come back here but then I kind of forgot about it.”

“Well, you’re allowed to have everything you want.” He grins, “I’m feeling generous tonight.”

*

After the meal they walk out and Dean has to hold his belly because it’s so full. She’s trailing behind him and groans to which Dean has to laugh, “You okay?”

“I’m just really full.”

He takes her hand and walks her to the car, “You know, you were right about something,”

“What is it?” He can see her raising an eyebrow at him. 

“You really don’t share fries.”

She elbows him in the rib and he chuckles, bends down to kiss the top of her head. 

It feels easy, Dean thinks, he doesn't know why he was so afraid to ask her out in the first place. He likes how they can talk, how they can laugh together, how she just knows who he really is and not who he tries so hard to be. 

“So,” Dean looks over to her when they settle in the car, “Where to next?”

Y/N smirks, “I don’t know? What do you usually do on a date?” 

He is taken aback by the question because first of all, she considers it a date, too. And second of all, Dean would usually take the girl back her home after a meal or drink, fuck her roughly once, maybe twice if she’s really good, and then leave with a promise to call her but never does. He can’t tell her that now, can he? 

No, he can’t. Instead he says, “I usually go to the club for a drink and then drive the woman home and say my goodbyes.” 

She snorts out a laugh, holds her belly and her whole body is shaking. He can’t help but laugh with her, “That’s it? Oh, come on, Dean.”

“I am serious!” He whines, but she sends him a glare. 

“Fine, whatever helps you sleep at night,” 

“So, where do you want to go?” He asks again, his fingers on the car key, ready to turn. 

Pursing her lips into a thin line, she pretends to think, “To your club? I’m really curious about the Arabian night.”

Dean nods, “The club it is.” He starts the ignition, drives off, and he knows that she’s been watching him, so he asks, “What?”

She shrugs, “I don’t know. That easy? What if I would have said that I wanted to go to the movies? Or to a concert? Or a walk in the park?” 

He turns his head to look at her, a smile on his face, “Honestly? I would have taken you anywhere you want, Y/N.”

Chapter 8

[shy-lee-chu]

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Namjoon:

You two were reading your books at your shared bedroom like the nerd couple you were, and you've been reading for almost an hour so namjoon got bored but you were so focused on the chapter you were currently on, you really wanted to know how your book ended and you almost looked like you were in a trans. He stared at you and smiled to himself about how cute you looked. Suddently, he wanted you closer to him so he stood up and laid next to you in the bed, he tried to swoop his arms around your back but you were focused on your story so much that his feather-like fingers catched you off guard and before you even try to supress your giggles building up in your throat, a silly smile was all over your face and your breath hitched without you even realize. You didn't want him to understand that you were ticklish. You tried to hide this information desperately since you started to date. Because you have withnessed him tickling almost all of the members to death a lot before and the idea of him using this playful torture method on you as well, made your blood run cold. Unluckily he noticed the slight change on your mimics, he smirked to himself when he watched your lips shape into a supressed little smile, it was too late for you to hide it from him... He cocked his head to the side and asked mischeviously:

"Sweetheart, is everything okay?"

You tried not to lose your temper about it and answered as cool as possible, you still had a little hope that you could get away from him without being tickled but... You were wrong.

"Yeah joonie, why are you asking?"

You tried to supress your smile by biting on your cheek and you did your best to keep reading that book of yours but your mind couldn't seem to focus on words anymore. You were too nervous and you waited for his next move.

"Oh nothing, you just seemed a little bit giggly all of a sudden"

"I am n-not giggly, w-why would I be giggly namjoon?"

You tried to sound serious but you felt your voice shake and stutter. He chuckled with a deep voice than you felt his index finger, drawing a little, tiny, baby circle on your bare side under the shirt -oh- so slowly, you couldn't help the little giggle out this time. You cursed yourself mentally and blushed for that.

"Oh? What was that? Is somebody.... Hmm how do I say it?... A little... Ticklish?"

This words made you drop the book and look into his mischevious eyes. You could read what was on your mind from his eyes, you understood that this was the end of the road, goodbye world, goodbye friends...

"Namjoon, p-please."

You tried to beg but , he quickly marked the page you were on and turned you around, so you were on your back now. Than he straddled you and pinned your arms above your head pretty quick. He was strong you could feel it from how he grabbed your wrists. He really wanted to tickle you, he was so happy that he discovered that you were actually ticklish. Now it was time for him to have some fun.

"We've been dating for almost two years! How dare you hide something like this from me? Ah I am so disappointed jagi~"

He mocked and spidered his fingers all over your tummy, making you squeak and pour cute giggles out of your mouth. It tickled a lot more than you've expected.

"Nahahahamjohohooniehehahahahaha! Wahahait nohohohahhahaha!!!"

You squirmed from left to right and tried to get away from his evil fingers but, haha! You failed every single time miserably. Namjoon was just hovering above you and smirking to your desperate reactions. It made him feel so powerful to watch you squirm and try to get away. You looked so innocent, and so ticklish~

"You know how much I enjoy tickling baby ! Why did you hide this from me? Well you know what? Actually whatever.... you are going to get what you deserve now as a PUNISHMENT!"

"Well... j-johohonie this is why I tried to hide w-WAIT NO P-PLEASE I BEG YOU!!- "

He than went crasy over your midsection, scratching your underarms, poking your sides and ribs and sometimes kneading the area... having quite fun since your reactions were so amusing to him.

"Tickle tickle tickle, my pretty, helpless, ticklish baby~!"

"JOONIEAHAHAHA! STOHPAHAHAH~ PL-AHAHAHAHAH PLEAH-HAHAHAH!!"

"Stop? But baby we just started~ "

you tried to form sentences and plead but you could barely breathe from how bad it tickled all you could do was stomp your feet wildy on the bed and arch your back. He was cooing at you with a deep voice, his teases were wrecking you alone by itself. You squirming wildly and arching your back only lead you back to the bed and your cute torture continued over 20 minutes, he was mean but playfull at the same time, he leaned down and started to plant butterfly kisses all over your ribs, he also nibbled your ribs.

"Mmm~ you are so delicious. I never knew that ticklish people have tasty ribs~"

He than decided to take things to another level and lean down to blow a deepsarpberry at your belly button, he nuzzled his face there as he did so, letting his hair dance on the sensitive skin back and fourth, his free hand went up to your armpit and gave no mercy, he scribbled away randomly and that was when tears started to roll down your cheeks because of how hard you were laughing and your laughter went silent. He quickly understand you needed air and stopped. Massaged you to get rid of the ghost tickles...

"Well well well... You were ticklish huh? Why have I never noticed that before? Oh and by the way don't think you are in the clear yet honey! I am not anything near done with you yet!!"

He said cockily, smirking at you. You rolled your eyes but than smiled back when he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you this time. You couldn't hate him no matter what. And you two fell asleep in eachother's embrace.

Seokjin:

You were playfully wrestling with him. Actually it was more like you've jumped on his back and started to yell like a madman. He just laughed at how childish you were and spinned you around. You giggled cutely at first because it was one of your favourite activities, being childish with your boyfriend.

"SEHEHEOKJIN PUHUHUT ME DOHOHOWN!"

"NO, YOU STARTED THIS! NOW YOU HAVE TO STAY THERE AND SPIN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!"

You two yelled back and fourth playfully. But than you started to feel dizzy because he had been spinning you around a little too fast~ you patted his back, signing him to stop. You weren't really feeling good.

"B-BABY I AM G-GOING TO TH-THROW UP STOOPP!!!"

He slowed down and waited for you to calm down on his wide shoulders he was still smiling at you but he was also worried on the inside.

"You alright jagi?"

"Yes , I mean... I guess am much better now... Thank you..."

You jumped down from him and shook your head from side to side.

"Geez... That was seriously so crasy~"

He smiled to you and tried to pick you up once again in his arms but he tried to lift you up from your armpits. It tickled a little and you jumped away from him. Your reaction suprized him very much but soon that suprized expression turned into a little smirk and you could see his hands shaping into little, teasy claws. To be honest, you didn't need to be told twice and started to run as fast as you can. Anywhere away from him. He started to run after you. So the chase started... You both ran around the house untill you two were out of breath. You legs couldn't carry you anymore so you collapsed on the floor. Jin had a little more stamina, he approached you slowly, he was also tired but that didn't stop him from achieveing his goal; "tickling you"! He giggled at you on the floor and started to drag you to the nearby couch, pulling you from your ankles. You and him were still panting so you didn't fight but.... You didn't want to be tickled as well. You panicked. Your flustered face made him smirk and chuckle at you, who's on the floor.

"Wh-where are you dragging me? L-let me go, please!"

You tried to grab the furniture on your way but your hands slipped due to the tiredness. And jin didn't say a word he just dragged you on the floor and finally he sat on a couch, your back was still on the floor than he took your feet in his lap and locked them between his thigs, his feet were on your tummy, slightly pushing to keep your back on the ground.

"Y-you don't have to do this Seokjinie~ Please let me goho!"

You pleaded with puppy eyes, you were so ticklish and the anticipation made it even worse.

"No no no jagi, I ran all around the house. Just to tickle you ! And I am not going to let you go unless I am satisfied !"

He talked to you and smirked calmy, you made eye contact and shook your head as "no" but he wiggled his fingers right above your feet. Than without a warning , he lightly scribbled on one of your feet to seek reaction, you curled your toes and laughed loud, you didn't expect to laugh this much from such light tickling. You closed your mouth with both hands and this made him smirk even wider. Oh boi... You were dead now...

"NOHOHO J-Jinie pleahahahse dohohon't"

You squirmed but no avail, his slender fingers had already started their assault on you vunerable and ticklish area tickling up and down, he show you no mercy, scribbling your both feet at a goddamn speed and using his manicured nails as well, you'd swear you were losing your mind little by little by every second. Nothing was working, curling your toes, kicking your feet. Squirming your soles away from him, his fingers followed them no matter what you do.

"NOHOHOAHAHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHASE NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE PLEAHAHA!"

"Yes there! It makes you laugh so much... Hmm, you know what?... Wait... What if I-..."

"NOHOHAHAHAHAHA GOHOHOHOD STAHAHAHAP STAHAHAHA-!"

You went hysterics because he decided to attack your poor toes and under them by pulling them back with his only one damn hand, thanks to it's size he firmly kept them in place and made you cry out with pure ticklish agony. Your laughter became bubbly and you were hiccuping while you laugh and he was enjoying his torture so much as you could tell from his laughter and the silly smile stuck on his face. He let you go but not before he made sure that you couldn't take even a single stroke anymore. He even used his toes to tickle your tummy and it provided him a good reaction out of you, you howled with laughter..

It all was a little too much, but you both seem to enjoy it even if it was mean.

"M-meheheanie~"

You pouted. You were still giggling due to the ghost tickles on your feet.

"Ah, sorry jagi... You were so cute, I got carried away haha~"

He decided to pick you up and place you on his lap, turned the tv on to watch a movie togeather after your tickle marathon, he caressed and played with your hair untill you were quick asleep on his lap. He smiled softly at you and kissed your forhead. Blushed a little as you giggled in your sleep...

Yoongi:

You both were so tired after a long week of work and finally you had some free time to be lazy on the shared bed of yours togeather, it was almost noon but you two didn't seem to get out of the bed yet. You loved sleeping and so did yoongi but you two needed to get up somehow, yoongi was the first one who opened his eyes and turned around to see your sleepy face, he giggled to himself and shook you to wake you up.

"Baby, it's almost noon, we're missing the day come on. We need to wake up"

He shaked you sleepily but you groaned and turned around, your butt was facing him now. That made yoongi a little annoyed but you were too cute so he giggled at your half sleepy half angry state.

"Come on Y/N-ah! You can't sleep for eternity!"

He didn't know what he was about to withness when he poked your back but his pouty face turned into a deadly smirk when you giggled a little in your sleep.

"Oh, so we are ticklish huh? I see... I think I know how do I wake you up now..."

He talked to himself before pushing you on the bed and sitting on your butt, than he pinned your arms under his legs, he wiggled his fingers and cracked his knuckles loudly when he finished rolling your shirt up to expose your back, his soft fingertips wasted no time with gently tickling your shoulderblades, he traced the word "Ticklish" over and over to the both sides, earning sleepy chuckles from you. That made him smile as a start. He was really gentle with tickles and they were comforting at the same time for now but things were about to go south for you....

"You are so sensitive baby girl, how the hell I didn't notice this before?"

He said with his deep, sleepy voice.

He kept tickling gently down your spine, his soft hands made you feel like there were more than just his hands tickling you. You started to squirm and wake up little by little and you realized that he was on top of you and you had no way out. You cursed yourself for not waking up in the first place and your laughter started to get louder and more shrill as he made his was down to your lower back

"AHAHAHAHISH! YOHOHONGIHIHIHI STOHOHOP! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE!"

you squirmed and screamed as you feel his nails teasing your sides from the back but not touching your lower back yet. He noticed that you get more ticklish on the way down your spine and he wanted to save the best for the last. So he just teased your sides and ribs , going up and down and keeping you on your toes but not killing you... At least yet...

"Hmm so, you get more ticklish all the way down here."

He gently trailed his finger down your spine and pulling right before it touches the lower back, earning a loud, flustered squeal from you. The fact that he was able to read your body language like a book made you gulp and get more flustered if that is even possible.

"That is really fun actually you know? You can't even get out, all you can do is flailing like a fish out of water~ I guess I am going to use this weakness of yours in the future a lot~"

He smirked and than stopped teasing, there was a quick silence than he scrathed and spidered his fingers all across your lower back this time, pretty determined to make you cry and scream with laughter. You stomped your feet and tried to stop him with pleads and apologies but nothing seemed to be working.

"YOHOHOHONGIEHAHAHA- STAHAHAHAP PLEAHAHAHA I AHAHAM I-AHAHAHA SOHOHORRY!! SOHOHOHORRY! PLEAHAHAHASE~ NAHAAHAHA!!!"

You laughed hystericly and your head kept shaking from side to side and you couldn't even control your laughter anymore, he sneaked his fingers to your sides and armpits from the back and chuckled darkly as you tried to escape him non-stop... He could torture you without effort, it was fun... really fun. He was sure for one thing now, you were awake. He went on and on with his sweet torture for some time which felt like thousand years to you, he wanted to finish this tickle session strong so he bent down and blew raspberries on your back and his hands squeezed your sides and ribs, letting your hands go but you were laughing way too intense to move even a single finger as he did so, you were out of breath and crying with laughter once he was done with you. He gave you some time to breathe properly again than jumped out of the bed and also picked you up.

" That was fun, but now let's have a shover together kitten~"

An exhausted smile appeared on your lips and you wrapped your arms around his neck, unable to stop blushing while he carried you to the bathroom.

Hoseok:

He decided to take you out on one of your usual date nights, those nights where you watch a movie togeather and maybe go to a luxury restaurant. He loved spoiling you and showing you affection by those simple nights and you loved it too.

Now you two were out of the cinema, his arms wrapped around your waist, you two were giggling and hugging occasionally like cheesy teenage couples. People passing by laughed and smiled at you two, you were looking so happy yet so silly. You than headed to the restaurant, it was kind of a ritual. You've always went to the same restaurant and sat down at the same place, this time was no different.

"Hey jagi, come here sit please~"

He said in a low tone while pulling your chair back for you to sit, you sat down still giggling at him and he happily pushed the chair back to it's place. He was so funny and he always found a way to make you smile and laugh, he was really a sunshine. Finally he sat down across you and you ordered your dishes. He held your hand and smiled to himself , thinking that he loved every single bit of you and he couldn't wait to find out more about you and get to know you more. He didn't know that he was going to discover something that was going to cheer you up both it the future and he could use as a weapon against you. So the food came and you started eating. You chatted as you ate but than he unconsciously touched your thigs under the table. You bit your lip and tried not to giggle but unluckily he noticed the slight change of your behaviour, he cocked his head to the side and sneakily squeezed your thigh, you squeaked and jumped in your seat than covered your mouth with both hands and he chuckled, feeling powerful over you. And a little mischevious.

"Tsk tsk tsk jagi... You are squeaking like a toy! How emberassing! Ah~ we don't want the other customers to hear you squeaking and giggling do we? Sshhh jagi you must keep quiet!"

"H-hohohobihihihi hahaha ! Nohohahhaha! Pleahahase, I cahahant!! STAHAHAHhahahaha"

He wishpered a tease and kept spidering his fingers up and down your thigs, making you unble to control your laughter and squirm in your seat cutely. He continued and stopped after the other customers really started to watch you this time. He winked at you and turned all of his attention to his food. He was really happy that you were ticklish, he would never ever stop tickling you, he thought to himself.

"So you are extremely ticklish hm? That information is going to come handy in future. And what I mean by future is...."

He looked at his watch and hummed.

"Probably 2 hours later~ I would prepare myself if I were you beautiful~"

He was talking in a low, teasing tone that made shivers go down your spine. You rolled your eyes and tried not to lose your temper about it but even swallowing your food was too hard for you now. But than finally the atmosphere soon warmed and you talked about your day again, it made you forget what happened five minutes ago but he was planning what he was going to do to you when you arrive home in his head. He just made you forget by talking, he was planning to catch you off guard. Soon you two finished eating and you thanked him for the meal. He held your hand like the gentleman he is and you two togeather walked to his car and he drove you two home. You entered the house and once you put down your stuff and hanged your coat you felt a couple of hands resting on your shoulders and a warm breath right next to your ear, he growled.

"I guess, I have an unfinished business with you young lady hm~?"

You gulped and turned around. You stared into his eyes with a tint of pink across your cheeks.

"H-hoseok please n-not that anything but that!"

He chuckled at you.

"...."

"....."

Than after a couple seconds of staring you started to run around the house like a madman, you never ran faster before. He was chasing you but actually he was letting you go on purpose, he wanted you to be exhausted so you couldn't fight back when his hands were finally on you.

He cornered you in your bedroom after a long chase and you were just pleading non-stop to be set free, he approached you with claw hands closer and closer, you were alredy giggling before he even touched you.

"Hohohobihihihi plehahahase!"

He shook his head from side to side

"There is no escape from me and my evil , tickling fingers I want you squirming and laughing under me RAWR!"

he jumped on you and tackled you to the bed, he immediately began squeezing your thigs and you squealed as a start than dissolved into ticklish laughter, you were so tired but still were squirming madly, you seriously hated being this ticklish. It could get you weak in seconds.

"Aww what's wrong jagi? Are you too ticklish to take it? You can't handle it? Adorable!"

He was also laughing at you as he tickled, you tried to grab his hands but he was much stronger and you just decided to hit him with everything you can, tears started to form in the corner of your eyes and he noticed that, he pulled your hands down and pinned them under him and smirked at you

"Ah and you are hitting your boyfriend now! How rude!"

He said and now he focused on your hips and thigs at the same time. He tickled your inner thigs , he squeezed them and went up to your hips again, brushing his fingertips lighlty to make you cry and howl with laughter , this went on and on and by the end of the night, you were panting like a dog with the most red cheeks on the entire planet. He smiled and let your hands go , than hovered above you again.

"I don't know about you jagi but you look even more beautiful when you are tickled and exhausted, I need to do this more often~"

He wishpered and chuckled, than kissed you. He kissed you slowly and passionately. No need to say that you guys ended it steamy that night.

Jimin:

Jimin and you were cooking in the kitchen, the room was filled with the smell of delicious food, you had some ramen with some steak and it was a hard work to cook all of those togeather, you were running around the kitchen and trying to be all quick, jimin was also having trouble not burning the steak and preparing vegeatbles at the same time. But you guys were having fun and you enjoyed doing something togeather once a while.

"Baby! Pass the salt! Jiminie!!"

You yelled and he nodded passing you the salt without even looking at you. You took the salt and sprinked it on top of some egg. Another side dish that you've wanted to eat along with the ramen.

"Y/N , baby I need the salt now, pass it quick!"

He reached out and made grabby hands but.. he reched for your side and squeezed it gently as an accident instead of reaching for your hand and you jumped to the other side and fell on the floor, his action caught you off guard.

"H-hehey! Th-that's not salt!"

You whined and couldn't help the tiny giggles escaping your mouth before you could even close it. He stopped for a second, your cute giggles were amusing to him. He smirked and giggled to himself that he found out one of your weaknesses and this one was a huge weakness of yours he could tell~ he chuckled but didn't stop looking at the steak he was cooking.

"What was that jagi? Did I just hear you... Laugh? "

He suddently changed his voice into a deeper one and almost purred as he spoke and teased. You blushed madly and didn't say a word, you were focused on the ramen and the other side dishes but you were dying inside, you tried so hard not to giggle when he was tracing your back and tummy when you were watching movies togeather or you bit your lip every time he caressed your side in public and you pushed his hands away slowly, not to arouse suspicion when he was massaging your thigs in a ticklish way . But now your ultimate weakness was exposed and you felt your hearbeat racing, and you'd swear he could feel it too.

"What's wrong jagi? Did cat get your tongue? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

You stuttered and tried to talk back for the first time.

"I a-am tring to make this r-ramen more delicious b-baby I am busy. Sorry I didn't h-hear what you said c-can you repeat it?"

You mumbled but the food was ready, he knew it, you knew it... You didn't have any excuses left to escape. He smirked and turned the oven off and turned his attention to you and your deadly ticklish body, his new discovery made him lick his lips in hunger. Just the thought of the laughter and the giggles he will earn from you with the simplest , feathery touch of his fingers.... Ahh man, he was dying just to pin you down and wreck you as he pleases. And so... He took teasing steps towards you, turned you around and pushed your back on the kitchen counter, of course there were no food behind you, and pinned your arms over your head.

"I believe that my ears heard a little laughter as you "passed" me the salt am I right Y/N?"

He giggled and used his free hand to turn your chin towards himself.

"N-no jimin w-wait , what are you doing?"

"One simple question jagi... Are you... Ticklish?"

He teasingly walked two fingers from your hips to your sides and all the way up to your armpits. His eyes were sparkling with excitement as your tiny body squirmed and ticklish laughter poured out helplessly, you had no choice but laugh for him, you were trapped!

"N-Nhahahaha I ahaham nohot! Y-you are wa-wahahahasting your time"

You tried to lie but obviously he wasn't buying it.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What a bad liar! How dare you lie to me! I have to punish you and teach you a lesson about lieing to your boyfriend now~"

He darkly chuckled and you felt his fingers getting under your shirt and slowly stroking your navel and sides.

"wh-WHAHAHAT AHAHAhahabohout ThehehHEHE FOHOHOOD?!"

"I guess... It can wait a little as we have some fun..."

With that being said he went full on spidering, poking and prodding your tummy, slowly moving up to your ribs and armpits and searching for weakspots but luckily, your sensitive body never failed to amaze him, you were cackling wherever and whenever he touched, you were so so sensitive and it was so much fun to torture you... At least to him.

"Aish, what a ticklish baby under me! Too bad that you have no strenght to escape or stop me right? You just can lay there and laugh! That's really adorable! Tickle tickle, laugh and suffer my sensitive pray!"

He teased so mean and lowered his head, suddently there were raspberries placed strongly on your belly and bellybutton as his free hand scratched your hollows, switching from side to side mercilessly

"Actually this would be a good way to make you laugh when you are grupmy~ what do you think Y/N hm~?"

He was teasing meanly knowing that you were too weak to answer and you focused on laughing, he was half smiling half smirking at you, your reactions and your suffering body were priceless. He stopped right before you were about to pass out from his skilled fingers, he than picked you up and took you to the couch to snuggle, he just hugged you tight and your tired body happily accepted it, you feel your eyes closing up.

"J-jimin, food..."

You mumbled sleepily and he kissed your forehead and patted your hair.

"It can wait jagi, you need a good rest. I almost tickled you to death and I am so sorry my love"

He wishpered and giggled quietly than rubbed your back to help you sleep a little, he waited and also took a quick nap himself as you slept and you two ate the things you cooked after you woke up, but since than it was a must for you to be tickled every day even just for two seconds.

Taehyung:

It all started when jungkook took Taehyung's soda and drank it all himself. Taehyung got mad at him and pinned him down with a rush and started to tickle him out of his mind, everbody knew that jungkook was incredibly sensitive so it wasn't hard for Taehyung to make him go hysterics. He was so mean and he teased the poor maknae mercilessly, making him regret laying his hands on Taehyung's soda in the first place.

"WAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUNGIHIHIE! SAHAHHAAHARRY I AHAHAHAM SOHAHAHAHARRY PWEAHAHASE!"

"Is our maknae too ticklish to take it? Aww too bad! What a better way to teach you not drink my drinks again~ Tickle tickle tickle poor kookie, there is no escape for you!"

Jungkook squirmed under Taehyung and howled with shrill laughter, the scene was so cute for everyone. Everyone was smiling from ear to ear, except one person... Except you... You were flustered beyong belief, the maknae's suffering and his useless attempts of escaping the evil , slender fingers made you blush and feel sorry for him. Seeing him being ticklish like this also made you feel ticklish in a way that you don't know. You had to bite your lips to suppress ticklish giggles that your butterflies caused in your tummy, you were hugging yourself and watching jungkook with a flustered expression and your boyfriend was having too much fun making the younger male suffer under his skilled hands, being the oldest among 3 siblings, Taehyung was highly experienced about tickling and he mastered the art of tickling anyone to death. Bangtan knew it and they always avoided getting in tickle fights with him. They all were at least once being tickled by his cruel fingers and you could tell from their faces that they all know very well how much it tickles the maknae as they coo at him, some of the members ,such as hoseok and jimin, had a sour expession , they felt pity for jungkook. The rest were enjoying themselves so much, they were smiling and giggling ear to ear and some of the members helped taehyung tease jungkook further. Almost everyone seemed to be having fun, but you and your butterflies and your flushed cheeks were stopping you from enjoying the scene, you couldn't help yourself imagining how bad those slender fingers would feel on your body, you were sentive, maybe a bit too sensitive for this. Soon you needed some fresh air to calm yourself down and you quietly sneaked into the bathroom. You washed your face and stared at yourself in the mirror for some time, than you started to mumble about the things that just happened.

"Did h-he really have to tickle him in front of everyone? Oh my GOD, he gave him no mercy!! What if he finds out that I am ticklish as well? NOO I am taking this secret to my grave! AHHH WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? WHY AM I EVEN BLUSHING?"

you were lost in your thoughts but you didn't know something, Taehyung had been watching your every single reaction before you left, he tortured the maknae so long on purpose. He noticed that something was wrong with you when he heard a tiny squeak, he raised his head up and saw you hugging yourself and blushing. He avoided eye contact but kept torturing the maknae, watching you from the corner of his eye. He smirked to himself and watched you crumble into flustered pieces whenever he made him laugh with ticklish agony, you were so much fun to play with. He continued untill you got out of the room, and he stopped as well when you went to the bathroom. Poor jungkook was about to pass out from laughing so hard without breathing properly.

"N-nohoho mohohore! I cahahan't tahahake it anymohore!Ahh I can feel my abs appearing now"

"Let this be a lesson kookie, Don't mess with your hyung's soda or else you know what's coming for you! And by the way you already have abs. You don't need me tickling you to death."

He scribbled his fingers quickly on his abs again and giggled at the maknae as he curled into a ball, cackling once again

"MeheheHEHEan!"

Tae stood up and told the other members that he had to use the bathroom, he wanted to torture another pray. A pray that was too innocent for their good. He chuckled quietly and licked his lips, his hands were so itchy, he wanted to tickle you and see for himself how ticklish you were. So he quietly climbed up the stairs and found which bathroom you were in. He first listened from outside and your words caused a cruel smirk appear on his face

"What if he finds out that I am ticklish as well?..."

BINGO! Now nobody could save you from the upcoming torture. He giggled quietly and walked behind you calmly, caressing your hair and speaking in a low tone. You were more than suprized when he walked in from the door out of nowhere. Your heartbeat raised once again.

"T-t-taehyung!? I thought y-you were with the bo-boys!"

"I was baby but... I got concerned when you walked out with a blushing face, you seemed so nervous what happened love?"

You could sense the mischievousness in his voice and you completely understood what he aimed when you made eye-contact with him from the mirror. This made you gulp and him chuckle.

"N-nothing w-why? I-I am absolutely f-fine"

You stuttered amd answered but the devilish grin on his face and the blush on your face was making everything harder for you to hide your fear. The nervous atmosphere heated up even more all of a sudden as he pinned your body between his body and the bathroom wall, you squeaked and looked him in the eyes, almost pleading for him to let go.

"Oh~ what a cute squeak! Just like I heard when I was tickling kookie~"

He smirked and stroked your neck gently while you were still pinned between him and wall, you couldn't help but scrunch your neck to the side and puff your cheeks out cutely to prevent giggling his smirk grew wider.

"I bet you are soo ticklish, actually too ticklish for your own good. Am I wrong love?"

He chuckled

"Let's give it a try and find it out shall we?"

And before you could even protest you were being lifted up on his lap and forced you to wrap your legs around his waist

"Wait Tae, where are we go- Mhmm~!!"

Before you could even protest Taehyung crushed his lips on yours and started to kiss you, he muffled your voice and distracted you at the same time, your mind went more and more jelly with each kiss, soon you found yourself in a bedroom and thrown on the bed as he locked the door behind you two and smirked. You backed away in the bed, feeling ticklish alredy.

"D-don't you d-dare K-kim T-taehyung!"

"I don't dare what love~?"

"Y-you know what it is!"

"Hmm do I? I don't know baby you need to be more specific, what do you exacty don't want me to do?"

He approached you slowly and you backed away in the bed untill your back hit the head of the bed, you gulped.

"D-don't you d-dare tickling me! B-back off! "

He chuckled and searched for the drawers than he pulled out a cuff and spinned it with his one hand

"I don't know baby, well you never told me you were ticklish! In fact you always said no when I asked you so, I believe you deserve this treatment anyway, don't worry it's not gonna hurt~"

He jumped on you and cuffed your hands to the bedpost before you could even blink your eye. The only thing you know was that you were cuffed to the head of the bed and now your back was on the matress now. He sat on your thigs and cracked his knuckles, than lightly trailed his fingertips up and down your sides, you started to giggle and squirm.

"B-bahahaby n-nohoHOHOHOHO! DOHOHhohohon't doho this toho mehe!"

"Shhh, lay there and laugh for me baby, nothing can save you from this right now, be a good pray and laugh. Than maybe I will show mercy but for now..."

He digged in your ribs, poked and clawed everywhere, he didn't even miss the gaps in between your bones, your nerves were alight with ticklish sensations, your laughter got super loud in a second and you were screaming and squirming under his tall body and cruel fingers, just like jungkook did minutes ago

"NOHOHOHO AHAHAHA! YAHAHAHA IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHEHES! PLEAHAHAHASE!"

"You look so helpless and that's adorable, I can't believe you've hid something like this from me for this long! Laugh for me! Laugh more! I will tickle all of your sensitive spots!"

He teased and tickled non-stop, making you snort cutely and stomp your feet on the bed, he was having too much fun to stop at the moment. It had been only 5 minutes but it felt like hours to you. Soon he moved down to claw at your tummy and sides, he was so gentle yet it was so so so cruel, it was actually way too much for an overly sensitive body like yours. He leaned down soon and started to kiss and nibble your tummy and sides, his hand travelling yo your armpits and scratching gently.

"NAHAHAHA TAHAHAE I CAHAHAHNT NOHOHO MOHOHORE STAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHA-NAHAHA!"

you screamed but he didn't stop, he only slowed down and got faster again when he though you could breathe properly again. Your torture went like this on and on... Needless to say that he left no spots untouched. You wanted to get your hands down and to stop him but it was impossible thanks to the cuffs that he used. You just laid there and took it untill you started to laugh shrill and tears rushed down your face. Taehyung was nibbling and kissing your neck as his hands fluttered around your sides and inner thighs when your laughter turned to silent. He took this as a sign to stop and cuffed you immediately, he giggled.

"You are really fun to tickle you know?"

He snuggled by your side, you were just too tired to talk back so you happily accepted his embrace and hugged back, you two fell asleep on the bed in the room that you were locked in.

Jungkook:

Jungkook and you decided to clean his attic on a saturday evening, you grabbed everything you needed and went up to the attic, it was dusty and made you both sneeze and cough a coupe times when you first entered there. Jungkook finally found the window and opened it so there was finally oxygen in the dark attic.

"You alright baby? You look like you've swallowed all the dust in the room"

"No kookie I am fine *cough* B-but it's really dusty here we gotta be quick and clean it all up"

He giggled and patted your hair, he nodded and handed you the bucket full of water so you two started cleaning, you spent hours there. Finding his old memories, dusting them off. Playing with his old toys, comparing his childhood photos with himself now. You had so much fun and also you swalloved lots and lots of dust. But you didn't care because it was a great opportunity to spend time with your boyfrined and get to know eachother more as you smiled at the memories togeather and thanked for everything that happened back then so you were finally here now. You just kept on doing the cleaning; dusting, wiping the floors etc. and soon you've noticed some christmas decorations at the corner, his mother must have been keeping them there for the next christmas. You got interested in them and started off with dusting the artificial christmas three. It blew out a huge wave of dust and caused you two to cough your lungs out as soon as you touched it. You waited for the dust to fly out from the window and you also wanted to check the other decorations out, but as you were walking towards them your feet tangled to something and you fell down on the floor and rolled around yourself with the little momentum, you tried to wiggle but you soon realized that you were almost wrapped in a mummy by the Christmas lights surrounding you. You tried to squirm but no avail, you were tied down so damn securely with just a few rolls on the floor. You had no other chance but to call for help.

"Kook! B-baby help I am stuck I can't move!"

You yelled and soon a sweaty and dusty jungkook appeared from the other side of the room.

"Yeah baby what do you wa-"

He stood there and widened his eyes, than he fell on the floor and laughed uncontrollably, he thought your clumsiness was way too funny he laughed and laughed on the floor untill his abs hurt and there were tears in his eyes. He wiped them off and panted.

"How did you even managed to wrap yourself up like that oh my god what am I going to do with you jagi?"

He smiled but you were pouting

"N-not funny jungkook let me out please, I can't even move a single finger!"

You squirmed like a worm again to show him how much you're stuck and this made him laugh at you again but than he stopped and crouched down right next to you.

"Let's see if I can get you out from this trouble..."

He focused on the wires, he sticked his finger between your tummy and the wire and wiggled it slightly, this caused you to snort a little and puff your cheeks, it tickled. Luckily he didn't notice it. He continued sticking his fingers at a random place on your body and pulling the wire to himself, he was searching for a weak spot to untie you. Your hands were tied above your head and your armpits were exposed, soon he finally sticked his fingers carefully between your armpit and the wire and wiggled it there but you couldn't seem to hold it in anymore, you started to giggle and squirm. It really tickled this time.

"B-bahahaby! N-nohohot thehehehere!"

Jungkook cocked his head to the side, raised his eyebrow and smirked. He never knew you were ticklish.

"Oh don't tell me that you're ticklish..."

You gulped and gave him puppy eyes, you had nowhere to run and you could do nothing to stop him. You were tied way too tight for that. You started to plead.

"Please jungkook no! I can't even move. Get me out here please!! Don't do that I beg you!"

This plead caused him to chuckle and he stickled his both fingers under the wires at both of your armpits, this time he wasn't wiggling them to get you out, this time he was stroking your armpits softly and tickling there, he was so gentle with your hollows, it felt like thousant feathers were gliding up and down. He stroked, tapped and poked the skin while watching you squirm helplessly. Needles to say that you were a flustered little puddle on the floor, trying to move away or do anything to stop him but... It was useless. You laughed really loud and blushed, being helpless and tied like that made you more sensitive and shy. You begged in between your fits of laughter.

"BAHAHABY N-NOHOHOHO! L-LIHIHISTEN TOHO MEHEHEHE! STOHOP ! STAHAHAHAP!"

he was giggling at you and showing his famous bunny smile. Your laughter was like music to his ears, he really loved tickling you and it looked like this was the first one of many many tickle sessions that you two will have in the future.

"Aww you really are so ticklish! Look ! You are flailing like a fish out of water! Tickle tickle~ coochie coochie coo~!!"

He cooed with a gentle voice but soon he got bored tickling your armpits, he sneaked his fingers in your ribs and poked you there rapidly he than poked there with one hand and kneaded your ribs with the other.

"Which one tickles more jagi hmm? Do you like the pokes or the kneading better, I guess kneading makes you laugh louder, I will tickle every inch of your body~ you can't move can you? Aww~ you are all at my mercy!"

He smirked and moved down to your tummy, your shirt was riddled up a little bit, giving him opportunities to blow deadly ticklish rapberries from the gaps and nibbling there with his lips. He pretended like he was eating you and his hands poked your ribs and neck, adding more tickles to the sweet torture of yours. He smirked into your tummy and didn't speak, he never thought tickling you like this would be so much fun.

"YAHAHAHAHAAA KOOKIEHEHEHE NOHOHO PLEHAHAHAASE I WOHOULD DOHO ANYTHING AAHAHAHA JUHUST STAHAHAP IHIT ! MEHEHEHERCY!"

You squirmed side to side and soon he stopped but the evil wheels in his head won't stop turning.

"I haven't tried all of your spots yet! There is one more that I want to tickle"

He grabbed your shoes and pulled them off and sat on the floor right front of them making you gulp and try to kick but you looked like a mermaid on earth.

"J-jungkook no! Don't you dare!"

"What? I am not doing anything!"

He made eye contact with you and drew his index finger all the way up from your heels, made you squeak and flinch. He giggled at that and cracked his knuckles and his neck. You got more flustered. He wiggled his finglers threateningly and landed them on your socked feet, scratching randomly on your immoblie feet. You started to howl with laughter and roll side to side. This made him chuckle darkly and coo at you.

"AHAHAHAHA YOHOHOU JEHEHEHERK! STAHAHAHA-"

"Oh calling me a jerk! How dare you!"

He pulled your socks out and smirked.

"Oh look my paint brushes from my art class!"

You gulped

"I- k-kookie, my beautiful baby. Pl-please... We can talk about it... You d-don't have to d-do this... L-let me out please I can't take it anymore"

You begged but he shook his head side to side as no.

"Oh you just called me a jerk and now you want to be released? Not a chance in hell jagi~ oh and look! What a beautiful canvas!"

He grabbed two paintbrushes and glided them up and down your soles, you swear you were losing your mind with each bristle hitting your sensitive skin. They went up , down and side to side. Keeping you on your toes constantly, at this point you were too weak, even to beg and you could just lay there and take it. You tried to beg but your sentences were being interrupted by your own fits of laughter every single time. And than little tickle monster jungkook focused under your toes and your arches, made you cry with laughter and go silent this time. He stopped finally, right when you were about to pass out. He finally found the weak part of the wires and untied you, than cuddled you close in his lap, kissed your cheeks lovingly.

"I never thought that tickling could be this fun. Your laughter is my favorite symphony~"

He wishpered and let you take a quick nap on his lap, with a pink blush on your cheeks. He caressed your hair and held you tight.

[lygerastia]

Kietthen (Keith)

Summary: You've always wanted to approach the Red Paladin, but he's being as fickle as a kitten. Will you ever get on his good side?

Warnings: none. 

Chapters: 1 [completed] 

Words: 2,019

READ IT ON AO3. 

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Sometimes (or rather, most of the times), Keith reminds you of a kitten.

Not a cat, but a sweet and angry little kitten. He couldn’t possibly grow in your eyes into something more mature because Keith…

...oh, Keith, my dudes, was the epitome of adorableness. 

Don’t believe me? Come on, you must see the resemblance. Keith was moody and he did whatever the fuck he wanted, regardless of everyone else’s opinions (or at least, kept their opinions at a minimum). He acted independent, was a lurking loner, standing to the side and pouting all the time. The boy might seem calm and collected, acting all mysterious and cool, but approach him and he’ll bite your head off (if he could). He’s fussy—he’ll scratch, hiss and run if you stepped on his tail or rubbed him the wrong way. So most didn’t dare to approach him because he acted this way, despite having moments when he was goofier than even Lance, if you can imagine that (don't tell him, he'll only get confused).

But there's one thing he can’t do to deceive your keen eye--he wasn’t scaring you at all. Because you could see through his actions and he wasn’t convincing: he craved affection yet he had no idea how to ask for it. You just wanted to make Keith feel at home and safe—plus, it was a sweet guilty pleasure trying to tease him and push his buttons just to see his adorable reactions.

And mostly because you loved cats and you missed the ones on Earth. Alien creatures that acted like pets were cute too, but you still preferred having a real feline next to you. So you resorted to torturing Keith, although he has no idea of your intentions. And you knew (sort of) how to approach cats, to tame them. You also wanted to tame Keith and earn his trust—but approaching him with food wasn’t the best of ideas. He bristled the first time you offered him a piece of your cooking creation and almost choked on it. You were confused: what was wrong with it? You put your heart in it and he just spat on it. You tasted it later: it was ok. Maybe too much alien salt... Wait—he didn’t like it because it was hot? 

The idea of Keith having a cat’s tongue was too darn adorable.

You tried a different tactic, but nothing seemed to work. Taking him by surprise and smothering him with affection made him run away. When you tried to casually touch him, he flinched and shrug you away—at least that happened less and less now, having gotten used to your random acts. His fluffy hair was out of question, forbidden zone. You tried running your fingers through it once and almost got a bruise by how tight he grabbed your wrists. He apologized for that, though, saying that it was his survival instincts kicking in. Why he needed a defensive mechanism for his hair, that was beyond your comprehension. But you believed that he was simply not used in people showing him some interest. He was an orphan, after all. He probably spent all his life alone, wandering the universe and wondering what his true purpose was. You hoped he found it by now..

You weren’t going to give up, much to his chagrin. Probably due to your rather ‘aggressive’ approach, he got scared and mostly avoided you. Whenever he saw you getting close to him, he ran; much to your disappointment. Looked for any excuse to not be near you. It hurt you a lil’ bit, but you could understand where he was coming from. Maybe you should’ve given him some space—but your kink for cuteness got the better of you. Cats shouldn’t be forced; they had their own free will and if they felt like it, they’ll come to you on their own. You’ve learned that the hard way countless times, but you thought that maybe Keith was more malleable. Seemed like your theories were wrong. He was still prickly, albeit a bit tamer lately. At least he smiled more. You feel like you need to apologize for your straightforward behavior but you never got the chance. With the approaching battle, you all had other thoughts to worry over.

You let him alone, not bothering him—you found a new target, though. Lance was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

And so days passed (not as if you could really count in space) and a lot happened.

The team barely managed to escape their last fight against the Galra and you were waiting for them in the castle, alongside Coran. Being the medic and supporter of the team, you were always confronted with a hard task of seeing them hurt and bruised. But you were there for them and that’s what you did that today too. When they came tumbling out of their lions, you wanted to run to your first target: Keith. He was always the reckless one that got hurt the most (second being Lance). So you knew he needed help—but his angry gaze quickly stopped you in your tracks. That look wasn’t directed at you, as he clutched his arm and limped towards you. But it was enough to remind you that you weren’t welcomed in Keith’s presence, no matter how serious the wounds were. You let Coran handle that and, with a sharp inhale, you focused on another target: Lance.

“Hey, babe…” the Blue paladin coughed out, attempting to smile despite the bruises on his face and general weakness in his body. “Happy to see you so worried about me..”

You pursed your lips, focused on carrying him out of there. “Shut up and let me help you.” But you weren’t strong enough: Lance was darn heavy.

“Here, let me…” Shiro’s voice is heard behind you and you’re grateful for the help, offering the man a smile. “I’ll go with him where the pods are, ok?” You nodded, standing there and unsure what to do.

Until you heard some yelling to your right. You turned around and saw Keith angrily pushing Coran away from him. “Don’t touch me!” You sighed: here he goes again. What was his problem now? He obviously needed help, so why was he refusing it? He never did before when Coran gave it to him. Keith didn’t let you. So you never bothered. Wounded pride? Sounded like Keith…Maybe you should try to—

“[name]!” Keith barks your name out of the blue and you realize he’s staring heavily at you. You blinked: was he serious? “You’re capable. Come help me.” Coran scoffed in annoyance and muttered a "Earthlings" under his breath. 

“Oh—Ohh?!” but, seeing him so impatient made you act, so you rushed by his side. “Umm, ok, let’s see here…” Quickly you slipped into the role, making Keith sit down on a random box with a grunt. You scanned him over, trying to determine the source of his pain because of his grimace. “Tell me where you’re hurt.”

“Ugh, probably—my ribs and back,” he spat out between shallow intakes of air. He was incredibly pale and sweating a lot. “I fell on a rail, I got pushed…”

“Mmm, that’s nothing I can fix,” you muttered, knowing that he should be in the healing pod, not wasting time with you.

“And my ankle—I’ve sprained it.”

You nod; he was indeed been limping before. “I can at least help ease the pain. Take off your boots.” He barely moved. “Ok, I’ll do it.” You did so and gently examined it, testing to see how much it hurt. Judging by his face, it looked serious enough. “Stay still.” He simply shot you a ‘are you serious’ look as you searched the aid kit for the appropriate tool. You two stayed in silence as you wrapped the bandages around his ankle as gently as possible, not wanting to hurt him more. It must’ve hurt like a bitch because he kept his grunts at a minimum—only a hiss escaped his gritted teeth, probably trying not to seem weak. He was an idiot; nothing could’ve changed your opinion that he was anything far from brave. But you let him too it—it was a miracle he let you touch him, more so to leave himself in your care. He most likely trusted you more when there was a serious thing on the line.

“Done!” you exclaimed, finishing with carefully tying the bandages. “It shouldn’t hurt as much when you’re walking, but don’t do anything extreme. The pod should fix all. Can you take it until then?”

Keith nodded, looking slightly offended at the presumption that he wasn’t strong enough to take it. You raised your hands in defense and sighed. Continued with another subject, eyeing his face strongly. He was taken aback by the intensity of it and cocked his head to the side in confusion. So cute!

“And who dared to break your nose, huh?” He was like a dirty and fight-ruffled kitten, dust and dirt covering his forehead and cheeks, while there was a trail of dried blood from his nose to his lips. You grabbed his chin and brought him closer, unaware of this dangerous proximity. He was more aware of it and his hair stood on its edge, face heating up and mouth moving wordlessly. “Did someone actually manage to slip through your defenses and hurt your pretty face?”

“P-P-P-Pretty??” he mumbled in a whisper, at a loss.

“I’ll clean you up and then—Woah!”

Keith pushed you away by the shoulder, softer than ordinary. Oh my, his blush was totally adorable! It made you giggle, only deepening his furrowed eyebrows and pout. “I-I’ll clean up myself!”

“He he, that’s right, you’re a big boy,” and you involuntarily took the opportunity to pat him on the head, ruffling his soft hair in all directions. The fluffiness of it only amplified your pleasure and you continued on rubbing his head, unaware of his reaction. “Ahh—your hair is so soft, geez—“ and then you stopped, hand frozen over Keith’s head. You forgot. It completely slipped your mind that he hated being touched there. And he wasn’t saying anything, which was even worse than being told off! You retracted your hand, hoping you didn’t make him incredibly mad. Strands of hair fell onto his expression, so you couldn’t see his eyes or anything else. “I’m so so sorry, Keith, just a reflex. Ha ha, I’ve always been wanting to do this, I guess I just took the chance without asking, I apologize. And I’ve also wanted to apologize for all the times I’ve bothered you and made you wary of me, I promise that I’m not like that. It’s just that you’re so cute and—“

“I don’t…” a timid murmur.

You leaned in towards him seeing that he was clearly tame. “Sorry? I couldn’t hear yo—“

“I said that I don’t mind.” The dark haired boy lifted his head, his locks dancing a little bit in the motion. He was still pouting, though, conflicted. “…Anymore…”

“Anymore? Ah! You don’t hate this—“ His glare made you shut up. “Sorry, I won’t ask.” So you grinned innocently.

“It’s better than you staying with Lance..”

“Hmm? Did you say something?”

“N-No, nothing. Just…If you like my hair, then you can do it…It—It calms me…” Hearing him say this so sheepishly made your heart rate increase. He was too adorable.

“Alright, but don’t regret it afterwards. If you want me to stop, just tell me.” He nods, glancing away. “Aww…” and you simply petted him again with both hands, a bit rougher than intended.

Keith hissed as a response and told you to stop. You immediately pulled your hands, holding them by your side (even if your fingers were aching for action). “Remember that I’m still hurt?”

You snapped back to attention “Yes! Sorry!” you stood up, reprimanding yourself for getting distracted. “Let’s get you there.”

But you were secretly happy.

 Mission complete: earned the kitten’s—I mean, Keith’s trust.

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[masterlist]

[lankylevi]

Chapter 4: Lingerie & Daddy Kink. Top Levi, Bottom Eren.

I totally forgot I still had the fourth part of the kinktober series sitting in my drafts, so here it is! 

No warnings apply to this chapter :)

Read on AO3 or below the cut

“So, Daddy huh?”

Levi sat behind his computer, screen reflecting brightly on his black, squared glasses as he sorted out his patients’ files from today.

Checking the time at the top right corner of his screen, Levi let out a painfully long sigh.

8.34PM, again. For the past few weeks he had been working from six in the morning till ten in the evening because of all the paperwork Eyebrows piled on his desk. Shitty Glasses was on medical leave, they had hurt themselves during one of their famous experiments. The damned Four Eyes. What experiments a fucking dentist would be doing, was a mystery to Levi, but if he had to be completely honest, he really didn’t want to know what Hanji had been up to.

He shook his head and pushed his glasses up, groaning as he leaned back into his chair. He was tired, so fucking tired.

“Dr. Ackerman,” Petra spoke through the microphone, carefully as always, “Eren is here to see you.”

At least that was something he had going for him. A cute, hot nurse who brought him his dinner now that he didn’t have time to cook something for himself. A cute, hot nurse who also happened to be his boyfriend of a few months who made sure he didn’t have to stomach the awful food they served in the hospital they both worked in.

“Okay, let him in,” Levi said and took a deep breath. So. Fucking. Tired.

The door screeched as it was slowly opened. “Good Evening, Sir.” Eren peeped through the doorway, smiling hesitantly. His short brown strands of hair sticking in every direction.

“Drop the formalities already.” Levi rolled his eyes, gesturing Eren to come in his office.

Unlike Levi, Eren never showed any sign of fatigue. He was an ER nurse, one of the best employees of Hospital Maria, and he never had the slightest blemish on his face. Not even when he worked 18+ hour shifts.

Smiling, Eren nodded and walked into Levi’s office. He still wore his nurse’s uniform, a clean one Levi hoped, and carried a bag of Levi’s favorite restaurant under his arm. “How was your day?”

“Tiring,” Levi said, clicking his tongue, and got up from his seat, glasses falling on the bridge of his nose. “And you didn’t have to, really. Il Giardino is a fucking twenty-minute drive.”

Eren shrugged, “You deserve it. Plus, Shadis finally gave me that raise so I thought I’d treat you for once.”

Kissing Eren’s temple, Levi smiled, “I’m proud of you.” Now that he was this close, he could clearly see the pink hue on Eren’s cheeks. Cute, he noted, and took the bag out of Eren’s hands. “Did you bring something for yourself?”

“No… I already ate. I got hungry after my last shift.” Eren bit his lip, running a hand through his hair and rubbed his nape. “Sorry. I put your food in the oven though, so it is still hot.”

Fondness tugged at Levi’s heart, he didn’t know what on earth he had done to deserve someone like Eren; an actual angel in disguise. Clearing his throat, he recollected himself, “Thank you.”

He ate his meal in silence while listening to his boyfriend rambling about the newest hospital gossip.

Eren always managed to over-exaggerate the situation, hands flying in the air with wide eyes as he brought Levi up to date. Apparently, Eren’s fellow ER nurse, Mikasa, had managed to make a doctor almost cry on the spot when she had rejected him.

“Good thing she didn’t go for it, he looks like a horse.” Eren finished and cocked his head to the side, arm resting on Levi’s desk. “How was it?”

Swallowing, Levi’s mouth felt dry when Eren’s shirt shifted; sleeve loosely hanging over his shoulder so he got a good look at his collarbone. Dammit. Even a collarbone could make him hard already. Has it seriously been that long since they’ve had a good fuck?

He patted his mouth clean, swallowing the lump down his throat as he put the boxes away in the trash. “Delicious, thank you. Are you sure you don’t want something to drink?”

“No, I’m good.” Eren smiled and shifted in his seat, breath hitching in his throat, cheeks turning crimson.

Levi’s eyes widened and he gritted his teeth in frustration as all his blood rushed down south.

He was so fucked up. He was thinking like a hormonal teenager, all lust and need. Eren blushing like crazy and biting his lip was enough to make every cell in his body scream to fuck him over his desk, hard, until all that left Eren’s throat were breathless cries of his name.

Control yourself, Ackerman. You’re not a dog.

Fiddling with the hem of his shirt, pursing his lips, Eren looked at his shoes. “Do you still have some time, Levi?”

Levi furrowed his brows, hiding his inner struggles and smiled nonetheless, “You can stay as long as you want. “

Eren opened his mouth briefly before closing it again, eyes darting away and refused to look back at Levi: blush creeping all the way down to his neck and collarbones.

Levi let out a long breath through his nose. It was getting painfully hot in his office. God dammit. “Eren?”

Eren’s eyes shot up and widened as he saw Levi loosening his tie. “Hmm?”

Eren’s voice was ridiculously high pitched, hell, even Levi could tell there was something going through that thick head of his. “Is something the matter?”

“No. No. No.” Eren wildly shook his head and hands, “I just uhm- I’ve missed you.”

Looking at him dumbfounded, Levi could swear he could almost hear something click in Eren’s mind. His awkward, anxious fumbling on his shirt were nowhere to be seen as he confidently got up from his seat.

Dragging a hand over Levi’s desk, hips swaying with every step he took, Eren took hold of Levi’s office chair and turned it so his boyfriend was facing him. He placed both hands on top of Levi’s shoulders, one leg on either side of the doctor’s thighs, and sat down on his lap. He was blushing furiously yet his eyes screamed nothing but determination.

Levi swallowed thickly and froze in his seat, letting Eren’s warm fingertips dance over his cheeks before he let him take his glasses off. His eyes didn’t leave Eren’s face for a single second, enjoying this daring side of his boyfriend far too much.

Now that he was this close, he could smell Eren’s perfume and he realized just how much he had missed this. He had never thought of himself as someone who needed affection, or sex of that matter, but Eren shone a whole new light on his life.

Leaning forward, Levi caught Eren’s lips with his own and held him tightly at his waist so he wouldn’t fall back. He locked their lips together in a smoldering kiss. Passionate, yet tende and he darted out his tongue to lick at Eren’s bottom lip, getting a high pitched moan in return. Smirking, he chuckled lowly under his breath before he eased his tongue in Eren’s mouth, past his lips and slid his hands over his sensitive sides.

Eren whimpered at the attention, letting his head fall back to give Levi access to his neck as he started massaging his ass cheeks. His breath hitched every time Levi spread them apart and he shifted his hips, their arousals brushing against each other.

Levi moaned at the friction and pushed their bodies flush together and moved his attention to Eren’s neck, teeth grazing over his jawline before he left a trail of soft bites and nips all over his tanned neck. Leaving a sloppy suck under Eren’s ear, Levi licked the shell of his ear, before he whispered, “I’ve missed you too.”

Goosebumps popped up on Eren’s skin from hearing Levi’s low voice. Shuddering, he bit his lip, collecting his willpower to get off of Levi’s lap.

Confused and painfully hard, Levi watched how Eren got up from his lap and stood before him. Hair sticking to every side, eyes glassy and filled with need, cheeks flushed and lips plump as he took the hem of his shirt in his hand and dragged it over his head and took off the rest of his clothes with a cocky smirk

Levi’s mouth dropped and his cock twitched in response. Eren wore a lavender lingerie set; a sheer, see-through bra covering his pecs and nipples. Thick, lavender straps hugging his waist, in perfect contrast with his tanned skin. His panties, leaving nothing to Levi’s imagination with the hard-on he was sporting behind the sheer fabric.

Frozen in his seat, too wound up to make a move, Levi’s eyes widened when he saw Eren drop down on his knees, spreading his thighs apart and palming his cock through his trousers. A guttural moan rumbled in his chest as Eren mouthed his cock and opened his belt, slipped his fingers under the elastic band of his underwear and freed his cock out of its confinement.

Eren wasted no time and ran the flat of his tongue over the underside of his cock. Teasing the slit before he wrapped his lips around the head, giving his cock a harsh experimental suck.

Sucking in a sharp breath, Levi’s eyes drunk up the way Eren’s head bobbed up and down his cock. He entangled his fingers in Eren’s brown locks and licked his lips. Eren was too fucking sexy for words.

“You know you don’t have to do this, right?” Levi breathed and let out a low moan as Eren took him down his throat, head lulling back from the pleasure that was attacking his senses.

Eren chuckled, the vibrations doing wonders to Levi’s cock, and released him with a pop. Grinning, he lazily stroked his saliva coated length, “Do you want me to stop?”

Hips bucking, Levi groaned and trailed Eren’s jaw with his fingertips before he cupped his cheek. Eyes turning dark, leaving nothing but a ring of silver to stare back into, Levi shook his head, “Fuck no.”

“Then shut up and let me do it.”

Levi blinked a few times. Since when had Eren become so persistent? A question he didn’t care to find an answer for when Eren twisted his fist around the head and sucked one of his balls into his mouth. “Fucking hell.”

Eren grinned and lapped his tongue over his entire shaft before he tilted his head to the side, wet lips wrapped halfway around Levi’s cock as he slid them up and down.

Biting his lip, legs shaking and knuckles turning white, Levi clutched the edge of his armrest. It had been too long since they’ve last done this, the effects clearly showing as heat coiled in the pit of his stomach. Head hanging forward, groaning, Levi panted,  “Eren, I’m- I’m gonna come.”

Releasing him with a pop, Eren immediately backed off and rose back on his feet with a proud grin.

Levi licked his lips, realization finally hitting him, though he couldn’t complain. “You planned this.”

Eren fluttered his eyelashes and traced his lean torso with hands, knowing full well it’d drive his boyfriend insane. “Me? Never.”

Taking a deep breath through his nose, Levi ran his hands over his boyfriend’s thighs. Thick, muscular thighs he’d gladly get crushed between and he’d still thank Eren.

You thirsty old man.

Eren caught up on Levi’s inner struggle and turned around. Showing off his greatest asset, he rested his palms on Levi’s thighs and ground his ass against Levi’s arousal. Sheer, lavender fabric disappearing between his ass cheeks with every roll of his hips.

Overwhelmed by the view Eren gave him, Levi couldn't do anything but stare at him with wide eyes; mouth feeling dry as she swallowed thickly. He made a move to grip on Eren’s waist, but Eren immediately slapped his hand away.

“No touching.” Eren huffed, looking back over his shoulder. The look on his face said it all; determination clear in his eyes, cheeks flushed a bright shade of pinkish red, lips parted as shaky breaths left his throat. “Let me do this.”

Levi subconsciously nodded his head and let Eren do as he pleased.

Feeling as if he was about to burst, Eren rose up from his lap and slipped his fingers under the elastic of his panties. Back and ass still facing Levi as he got rid of the fabric. Levi wanted to do nothing but bury himself between those cheeks, having to push every cell in his body not to launch forward and grab hold of the two round globes of Eren’s ass. The little minx. He knew exactly how to play him. Levi was an ass man and there was no way he could’ve hid that from Eren with his perfect, tanned, curved behind.

Spreading his cheeks, Eren revealed a little surprise to Levi. Grinning from ear to ear as he heard Levi’s breath hitch at the back of his throat. He bit his lip, voice turning sultry. “Oh, you finally found out?”  

“Eren.” Levi started, eyes dark and voice low, filled with need. “You better get your ass on my cock or-”

Eren chuckled and turned around, knowing there was no real threat behind the raven’s words. He cupped Levi’s burning cheeks with a grin before he planted a kiss on his parted lips. Levi’s face was priceless; black strands of hair sticking to his damp forehead, pink hue coloring face and neck, lips parted as he panted heavily through his mouth. Mesmerizing.

With a cocky grin, Eren rummaged through his bag and took out the bottle of lube, swaying his hips a little when he strolled back to Levi’s desk.

Levi bit his lip, unable to hold back much longer, eyes fixed on Eren as he got rid of the black buttplug between his cheeks, breath beautifully getting stuck at the back of his throat when the toy left his body. “ Eren, ”

Eren knew that plea and drizzled a decent amount of lube on the palm of his hand. He reached behind him, lazily smearing the lube on Levi’s cock and ran a finger between his cheeks, over his hole.

Licking his lips, eyes dark and heavy-lidded, Levi watched how Eren sunk down on his cock. Hole stretching as he adjusted to his thick length. The heat he was engulfed in was too much to take, the brunet’s body sucked him in. “Fuck, Eren.”

It was when Levi was fully seated in Eren’s tight hole, that he lost it with an animalistic growl. Hands launching forward, one hand holding Eren tightly at his waist while the other grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Eren’s head back.

Eren let out a long moan, feeling hot all over as Levi exposed his throat and softly bit on the junction between his neck and collarbones. “ Ohhh , yes.”

Levi let out an approving hum and guided Eren’s ass up and down, bucking up his hips to meet Eren every time he sank down. “More?”

“Yes, more… Please, D-Daddy .”

It just slipped out, but Levi couldn’t complain. He knew Eren had almost blurted it out a couple of times, stopping himself every time he was close to letting the letter ‘D’ roll off his tongue.

Levi’s smirk grew wider, giving Eren’s ass an experimental slap, “Go on then.”

Eren moaned in both relief and excitement. Bracing himself at Levi’s desk, knuckles turning white as he held on to the edge of his desk, he started riding Levi’s dick in earnest. Rolling his hips so sinfully, snapping them up and down while Levi’s sharp tongue and encouraging words spurred him on.

“That’s it, Baby. Ride Daddy’s cock.” The words rolled off Levi’s tongue without a thought, praises spilling off his lips with every snap of his hips, cock disappearing in Eren’s tight heat. “Just like that. Keep bouncing on Daddy’s lap. Fuck , you’re gorgeous.”

Levi reached around and wrapped his hand around Eren’s cock, smearing the precome over his dick before he started stroking his cock in unison with his unforgiven pace. “Fuck, I’m gonna come soon.”

Eren whined, letting his head lull back and opened his legs wider. Trying to keep up with Levi’s thrusts as pleasure took over his whole body. Hips stuttering with every snap.

Pulling Eren’s head back, teeth grazing over his sensitive neck, Levi thrusted his hips even faster when he whispered lowly in Eren’s ear, “You want Daddy’s come?”

“Yes!” Eren screamed out, bones turning into jelly when Levi picked up his legs so his back was pressed against the older man’s torso as he fucked him ruthlessly, “Want Daddy’s come, please. Please, come inside of me.”

With a final hard thrust, Levi pushed himself over the edge. Lowly moaning in Eren’s ear as his seed painted Eren’s insides white.

Levi’s voice was what did it for Eren, his release splashing hot over his chest, staining his lavender lingerie set as his eyes flutter closed.

Chests heaving, bodies slouched together in post-orgasmic bliss, Eren curled up on Levi’s lap and gave a quick peck on his cheek. Eren looked up at him, a pleased smile curled on his lips.

Levi grinned proudly, chuckling under his breath, “So, Daddy huh?”

[knjredwluv]

Red. [1]

Red (n.)

Red could signify the color of love, passion, determination, and strength. Red could also signify blood, fire, war, desire and energy. Red is an emotionally intense color.

Title: Red

Words: 4.7k

AU: Yandere/Obssessive relationship 

Characters: Jungkook x Reader. Hoseok x Reader. OT7.

Warnings: 17+ explicit language, angst!angst!angst!, slight implications of smut, some fluff and soft moments (super fucking sappy), noona kink (if you squint reaaaaally hard), yandere/obsessive relationship (this isnt a healthy relationship and i dont promote any of this), mentions of killing, hallucinations, has very descriptive angst!!

Summary: “After the things that happened, you decided to start anew. Everything was how you thought it would be; it was simple but perfect–until you saw your name on a black envelope. Out of curiosity, you opened it; and now, you wish you didn’t.”

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CHAPTER 1

You held your phone to your ear using your shoulder. You huffed as you tried to multi-task being on the phone, walking to class and carrying a shoulder bag, laptop, books and a cup of coffee in your arms. “Can you please just do it? I have to head back to Jimin’s because he left his wallet.”

“____, as much as I love you, I will not go to your brother’s house without you. You know the look he gives me for being with you already– and you want me to go there to drop off your boxes for you.” You chuckled as he rambled and emphasized on the task you requested him to do.

“Babe, that’s just how he looks at everyone, okay? And plus, you’re bigger than him. I remember having a man for a boyfriend not a baby.” you giggle as you teased him.

“For fucks sake, ____, Your brother is a fucking cop. He looks like he hates me and he is a licensed official who can put me behind bars for, I don’t know, laughing at you when you do some stupid shit” You laugh at this because you know you’re one hell of a klutz.

“I’ll give you a blowjob if you do it” You whispered into the phone, nonchalantly. As expected, there is a small pause until you heard a groan.

“Fine, I’ll do it. You owe me big time, baby girl.”

You ended the call and texted your brother saying that Jungkook is heading over to drop off your things for your parents.

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Bro

[12:34] Y/N: yoon

[12:34] Y/N: Jk is heading over there to bring my stuff

[12:35] Y/N: u home right?

[12:37] Bro: Nah

[12:37] Bro: not home work called but Mina is home she shuld be awake

[12:38] Y/N: Mkay ill tell him

[12:40] Bro: 👍🏻

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Jeon♡

[12:45] Y/N: Hes not home but Mina is

[12:47] Jeon♡: Ok yessssss

[12:47] Jeon♡: but im still expecting something 👀

[12:47] Y/N: fck outta here jeon and do what u gotta do

[12:47] Jeon♡: Damn ok live u

[12:47] Jeon♡: love*** ♥️♥️

[12:48] Y/N: 🥰 love you 2

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You shoved your phone in your bag and walked to the library. The weather was really nice. it complimented how you were dressed up for today.

Thank God, it was just for today.

Your Art Club meeting is really gonna screw you up. You really hope you ace this meeting since you stayed up all night making the power point. You’re also drowning yourself in caffeine and hoping it doesn’t spill on your new blouse. The branded shirt costed you more than your monthly grocery; and it’s not like you find it a hassle to be stylish but it’s definitely something different. It’s way different than the go-to vans and a pair of jeans with the Uni’s hoodie. Oh how you wished that’s what you were wearing right now.

After the meeting, you walked up the steps and opened the door to the University’s library. You were greeted by Namjoon, who was on his way out.

“Hey, ____. What brings you here? It isn’t Thursday today, is it?” He asked you casually while checking his Gold Casio watch. Namjoon is used to your frequent visits to the library. After working in the library for 4 out of 5 years of his Uni life, he’s accustomed to seeing you on the same desk, at the second floor, by the window. Sometimes, you’re caught doing homework, checking out Literature books or books of Art History, or probably just reading a comic book or webtoon that Jungkook told you about.

“Oh no, It’s Tuesday but I just needed to catch up with some work” accidentally bumping your elbow to the door causing you to almost drop your books but luckily, Namjoon’s instincts were fast. You quietly thanked him. “I got math to do”

“Well then,” He turned and waved “Ms. Ryu is expecting me. Good luck with math”

“Alrightie, see ya”

You walked to your usual spot and placed your laptop on the desk. You opened it and typed in the password. You grinned at the screensaver.

Oh god, it never fails to make you smile.

It was a screenshotted picture of Jungkook with ice cream of his face on your second date. It was a funny memory if you recall what happened.

“Stopppp, you’re going too hard. I might fly up” You said giggling and holding on the seesaw like it meant your life depended on it. Technically, it kind of did.

“Okay okay, i’m sorry” he said laughing at how you looked.

Both of you continued using the seesaw while casually talking about nonsense like what if aliens came and decided to rule Earth or if there was a zombie apocalypse, what you would do.

“Now that I think about it, I would find it weird that there’s two grown adults using a seesaw and eating ice cream– BUT CUTE” saying it with emphasis.

“Your right, it’s not something you see everyday” He shrugged and laughed and went back to lick his ice cream.

“Yeah, you don’t see muscle pig tatted good looking e-boy eating ice cream while using a seesaw, everyday” You teasingly said.

“What was that?” He said looking at you. You knew that he heard because his ears were starting to turn red but it didn’t stop his lips altering to a smile hearing the compliment. It was probably even boosting his ego hearing that the girl he likes called him good looking. He knew that and he always, mentally, thanked his parents and the Man above for mixing his genes well.

“Huh?” biting your lip, smiling and trying not to laugh “Oh nothing” shaking your head. You took out your phone to take a snapchat video of him holding onto the seesaw with his ice cream cone on the other hand.

He urged you to repeat it, not because of what you said, but because of how the blush crept up your face as you said it. He noticed how red your cheeks has gotten and how you adorable it is to see you this flustered.

“Say it” he whined, exaggerating the act knowing that he was being recorded. He bounced a little hard on the seesaw which caused you to jump a little. He smirked at your shocked look.

“Hmm, You wanna play that game huh?” Still taking a video, you playfully copied what he did to you which caused him to jump a little forward and the ice cream on his hand, now on the ground. His chin and mouth covered in with the dessert and his black shirt having evidence of the incident.  

“Awwww Jungkook, I’m sorry” You cooed and pouting at him. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight in front of you as you walked towards him, zooming into his face. He had a fake pout and a slight smile. Putting your phone at the back of your pocket, you took the napkin from around your cone and started to wipe his chin.

“I’m so sowwyyy”

He stared at you mischievously. You glanced into his eyes and continued to wipe his chin. He pulled your wrist down and held the sides of your face and gave you a peck on the lips. You gasp at the sudden kiss but also the feeling of the sticky sugar treat around your mouth.

“It’s okay, now we’re even” He said laughing at you, with the little pout on your face.

You smile at the memory. It reminds you how lucky you got when meeting Jungkook because not only is he caring, smart and loving, he can also be a dickhead who doesn’t take people’s shit. The duality, right? But hey, with the exception of your brother, Yoongi. He kind of isn’t ashamed to admit to you that your brother is quite intimidating and, sometimes, scare him. You’re pretty sure your brother also enjoys seeing Jungkook shit his pants whenever he sees him. His career choice, of being a police officer just adds up to the thrill of it. Although, Jungkook could be a bit younger than you, it doesn’t stop Yoongi from being protective of you. But that’s only if he is judging based on façade. Besides, he’s known Jungkook for long enough to know that he’s a keeper.

The loud sound of a book falling by the computer area brought you back to reality. You sighed and took out your math handout and begin on working out the problems.

“Now back to this shit.” You muttered. You didn’t mind doing your assignments and homework but what really irked you is that your professor never collects it. It was just the usual. He gives out assignments, expects you to do them and then pop quiz at the end of the month.

Taking a break, you leaned back into the chair and took a sip of the ice coffee you brought. You looked around while stretching and cracked your joints. It sent you a wave of relief throughout your body after solving, for God knows how long, algebra equations. You checked your phone and realized you’ve been sitting down, doing your work for 47 mins.

You stared out the window enjoying the scenery of the field and the school’s garden. What caught your eye is a group walking to the parking lot, but in this group you saw someone who thought would be familiar. You tilted your head trying to identify this person. It made you move closer to the window and you sat there with your chin on your hand, squinting your eyes for better focus. It was as if you were burning holes into this person’s back. Ironically, It was like he felt the heat behind him and he turned around. He turned around to face who could be his friends. Seeing his face, it sent chills down your spine. Blinking and shaking your head, thinking that you could be hallucinating or day-dreaming. You looked up again and couldn’t make out who they were because their friends were blocking the one who you wanted to see. Your mind became blank once again and you looked at your ice coffee.

“I really shouldn’t be drinking you, you’re starting to make me see things” you thought.

You thought that it could be the coffee. It’s already your 4th cup for the day. Although, at this rate, you don’t know if your body is immune to it because you still feel sluggish as you did this morning. You hold your head with both hands, elbows on the table, feeling a slight headache. It’s like feeling all your brain cells dying because of the caffeine overdose. You decided to shake it off and continue doing your work.

You were startled when the chair in front of you and beside you was pulled open and there sat Jimin and Taehyung. Your hands placed on your chest, you swore you that you just let out a loud shriek causing people to look at your direction.

“What the fu– don’t just randomly do that you shitheads” You whisper-yelled. You try to recover from the sudden appearance of the playful couple.

“We saw you here, hope you don’t mind we come and join you on your little study sesh”

“Not at all” You said “Oh yeah, here,” You searched in your bag for the thick leather wallet and handed it to him “Good thing you came”

"Thought you would be in class?” You asked while he shoves his wallet at the back of his pocket

“Well we finished early, Mr. Xing said he’s gonna call off for the day”

“Yeah, Poor man, been coughing all day and couldn’t sound out a syllable”

“What’s up, ____. Looking like you were shitting bricks before we gave you reason to shit bricks. What is that?” He came closer to check the assignment I was doing and to his dismay, it was math.

“Oou, well, that explains, but you good?”

“Yeah, head hurts and was thinking ‘bout some things” you mumbled.

“Well, you gotta stop overthinking, it gives you wrinkles. ‘N you know what they say about wrinkles~ they’re a sign of old age~”

“Wow, Thanks Tae” You rolled your eyes, chuckling at the two. You stayed in the library with Jimin and Taehyung talking and doing assignments and projects.

Now, you are found in Jimin’s car, releasing stress by singing your souls out to 2000s R&B. You insisted that you walk but, of course, he didn’t take no for an answer.

You were born in Daegu but your family moved to Seoul when you and Yoongi were very young. A few years ago, you decided to move in with your brother and his wife. Despite being born in the area, you felt out of place until you met Jimin and Taehyung. They were your the first set of friends that you met when you moved to Daegu. It was an easy friendship because not only that they attended DAU, Daegu Arts University, you three have the same Art History class. You’re not gonna lie but you might have had the slightest crush on Jimin during first year of Uni–that was until you find out the two were together. Hey, it didn’t hurt though, the two were like soulmates.

Checking your phone, you saw time was only 4:27 PM. You sighed realizing that you’ll have the apartment to yourself until Jungkook comes home, from his shift at the tattoo parlour, later tonight.

He was already working there when you met him. He moved away from Busan to pursue his dream in music. He asked his parents if he could move to Daegu and attend DAU. Of course, it took a toll on his parents but they let him do what he wanted. The best thing they could do was support their son on his dream; He aced a job at a tattoo parlour and he has little shows at the bars downtown, all while he was studying. He realized that it gave him satisfaction and he, secretly, took a break from school–which now, it led to him being a full-time worker at the well-known tattoo parlour. He finds that it’s nothing different if he would have finished; seeing that he didn’t need to be a college graduate to get his job. Despite those circumstances, his creativity and love for Art and Music gets him paid; and that’s what matters to him and you–that he’s happy.

“Alright,” You shut the door and tapped on the trunk “thanks boys, see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, bye, _____. Sleep well tonight, You look too sleep deprived”

“I will, drive safe, text me when you’re home”

You walked up the stairs and reached your apartment. You entered the code of the door’s lock and the door makes sound, signaling you that the doors open. You entered, taking off your shoes and hanging your coat on the coat rack. Walking towards the living room, you put your bag on the ground next to the counter which separates the living room and kitchen. Plopping down on the couch, you sighed in relief of the feeling being home and laying at the soft surface. You focused on listening to the humming of the air conditioner and then you felt your eyelids becoming heavy with every tick of the clock.  

You were awoken by the smell of food and it made you realize how hungry you were; smelling the food definitely made your stomach growl that you felt the strong vibrations. You sat up and looked around and adjusted your vision to the light. You turned around and saw Jungkook’s back. You stood up and quickly stretched and walked towards him. As you approached him, he turned around and noticed your sleepy figure about to engulf him, which was intended to be a back hug.

“Hi sleepy” He says. He placed the spoon and tupperware on the counter, hugged you back in return and left a kiss on your temple. You hummed and just hugged him tighter. Inhaling his scent of body soap and aftershave.

“Mina gave me some food when I went over there; She said you should try it and gave us a lot of it” You hummed in response.

“What is it?” Your voice husky from sleeping

“It’s a chicken stew. C’mon, get ready we’ll have dinner in a few, I’m already making rice”

“I wanna stay like this still” Your hold became tighter and he just rubbed your back. Your hunger was replaced by the feeling of ease and comfort in his embrace. You moved your face from his chest and faced him with your eyes closed and smiled at him.

“Don’t forget your little promise, baby.” He said while placing kisses all over your face. His hands sliding up and down your back and moved to grope your ass, giving it a little slap. Your eyes opened and fake disappointment washed over you.

“I really thought it was going to be a sweet moment, Jeon. You really had-” He cut you with a peck on the lips.“-to say that.” He chuckled.

“C’mon, Noona, I can be really sweet.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Oh my god, you’re really fucking lucky I’m a sub or else, i would have-” You cut yourself off and you smirked at him.

“Hm, feisty now, isn’t she?” You remove yourself from him and grab a cup to drink a glass of water.

“I’m sorry, JK. I’m exhausted today. I promise, on date night, okay?”

“Something happened today? I saw how busted you look on the couch when I came home– didn’t wanna wake you until I finished heating up the food” Now it was his turn to hug you first. He sat on the stool and pulled you by your shirt and wrapped his arms around your waist. He stared at you with his doe eyes until you finished drinking and placing the glass on the counter.

“Just a club meeting but I didn’t sleep last night. I had to finish the powerpoint and afterwards, I went to the library to finish off somethin’. Jimin and Tae was with me though, no worries. They dropped me home too so.” You sighed and look at him.

“That was the meeting you were talking about right? How was it? How’d it go?” He asked

“Remember the man I told you about?” He hummed in response “Well, he seemed really impressed with my presentation and the art display we made and he spoke about visiting again,” You began playing with the long strands of his fluffy, wavy hair “He said that he’ll think about doing a workshop, all expenses paid, for learning art techniques and maybe even visiting the national museum”

“I’m proud of you, ____. I know you worked hard for that. You know, being the Co-President of the Art Club.” He gushes as he rubbed circle with his thumb on your waist.

“Oh my– stop, let me get changed” You tapped his chest and leaned forward to peck his nose. 

You walked out the kitchen and headed to the bedroom and stripped to your underwear. You grabbed a towel heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. You gargled with some mouthwash and change into some boy shorts and Jungkook’s oversized sweatshirt.  

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“____, the table’s ready!”

“Coming, coming!”

You skipped to the kitchen and sat on the high stool opposite of Jungkook’s. You both ate dinner and shoving the last chunk of carrot into your mouth, you stacked the dishes and placed them in the sink.

“Are you scheduled to play tonight?” You asked turned your head to him as you washed the utensils.

“Yeah, Hyung said to meet at the subway. I’ll probably head out at around 30 35 mins from now?” He said questioningly, turning to look at the wall clock. It was currently 7:50 PM.

“Yup, in 30 mins or so– oh and please don’t wait up for me again. Am not sure when I’m coming but I’ll come home before it hits 1, okay?” He informs you while he removes his top and heads to the bathroom.

A little story of Jungkook and Seokjin’s relationship, Seokjin is Jungkook’s good friend who helped him move to Daegu. Jungkook and Seokjin were pretty much like roommates before you came into the picture. Besides being roommates, the pair were performers at the local bar.

That’s also how you met Jungkook. You saw him and Seokjin performing a ballad when you were with your group of friends. Eunbi, your close friend and also Seokjin’s girlfriend, introduced you to them that same night. You thought he was very attractive–like duh, who wouldn’t? You both talked and got to know some things about each other and it led to both of you exchanging numbers, texting often, meeting up for coffee or lunch. Several months later, that’s when he decided to ask you to make it official. You would visit their apartment often; it can be whenever they practiced ballads and their self-composed songs or you guys decide to have a movie night with Seokjin and Eunbi. For others, it may sound like the relationship was rushed for deciding to live together 1 year and 3 months into the relationship. It didn’t feel wrong though–as cliche as it sounds. You felt that this new start was something just like you imagined it would be.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Jungkook bent down to grab his bag that was next to you and to kiss your forehead.

“I’m heading out.” He slings the big black backpack on and walked towards the door. He stood by the front of the door struggling to put on his sneakers. “Sleep early my love” he sang stretching out each syllable. You giggled at the soft curse he did when he nearly stumbled over the slippers behind him.

“Take care,” You turned your head to look at him and to surprise you noticed his outfit.  “Oh my.. Please tell me you have a light shirt in your bag. You really gotta stop wearing all black. It’s too dark outside kook. Trust me, I’ll really buy you some twinkle toes” You said worriedly, remembering the incident that almost happened a few days ago. Stupid driver + Late night + Boyfriend in dark clothing + Walking = Not a good combination.

“Don’t worry, _____. Look, I got the shoes with the light reflectors. It’s not twinkle toes but it’s something” He smugly said with hands on his hips. You couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“Okay, love you, text me if anything. Go sleep early for real, it’s an order”

“Love you too” You said sending him a flying kiss, to which he pretended to catch and smack on his cheek before he closed the door.

You decided to get ready for bed. You turned off the lights in the living room, kitchen and the mini hallway. You walked in the bathroom to do your skin care and brush your teeth. You walked in the bedroom while using your phone, checking for updates on your social media. Peeling the covers open, you laid down and tucked yourself in. You set an early alarm for the next day and put your phone down. You stared at the wall, deep in thought. You were reminded of the familiar face you saw when you were at the library. Yes, it’s been almost roughly 5 years but sometimes you can’t help but remember the painful memories. It was still vivid to you. You rubbed your face with your hands.

“I can’t believe you would do something like that. Do you not trust me?”

“___, What the fuck are you talking about? I trust you! Why are yo-” You scoffed.

“What do you mean, what the fuck I’m talking about, you know damn well what the fuck I’m talking about.” You turned to face him.

“____.” He calmly looks at you and held your arm but you pulled away.

“Why the fuck would you send threats to my classmate? I told you we were just doing a project and it’s not like we were alone… I don’t even know him that well for you to accuse me of something”

“I didn’t even accuse you of anything, ___. Stop saying shit right now.” He rolled his eyes and turned away from you. You looked at him is disbelief.

“So texting someone like ‘hey, im ___’s boyfriend, and i need you to back tf away from her. I see the way you look at her’ blah blah blah and ‘if not, i know where you live and i swear ill torture tf outta you’ is not a threat? You’re already accusing me and someone else for doing something we didn’t do” He noticed your rage and turned around and walked towards you.

“___, It’s not like that, i prom-” You cut him off

“And you pulled a knife on him…” You say softly.

“W-what? H-how… What are you saying right now, ___. You sound stupid” There was a pregnant pause until you couldn’t hold back a hiccup. Your tears running down your face.

“I saw you. In the parking lot. After you dropped me off, I was gonna run after you when I saw that I left my bottle behind and there you were…” You looked up at him with glossy eyes

“There was my fucking boyfriend with a knife on my classma–” You jokingly said, with enthusiasm, as you turned around waving your arms towards your boyfriend as if you were talking to an audience. You nervously chuckled at the situation. You were in disbelief that you couldn’t even finish your sentence. You choked back the sob.  

That night was when you realized your boyfriend was fucking crazy. He was out of his mind. It was just like what those movies would talk about when the lead character has a girlfriend and she’s literally crazy; doing anything to get his attention. Except it was the opposite, it was him and definitely not you. What scares you the most is that, it happened, not twice, but more than 5 times. It’s not like how the movie depicts it to be anymore. It’s reality and much more scarier than that. He doesn’t know but you know he’s the one who stares at you from across the room of where you sat. You know, that he’s the reason why some people don’t talk to you the way they used to. It was all because of him your life started to feel like a living hell.

You shook the memories away. You checked your phone. 9:39 PM.

“That’s the past” You muttered to yourself.

“That’s way in the past, ___. You’re here now, Almost 5 years. You’re just hallucinating this again” You sighed. You reached to the nightstand and drank some water. You opened the voice recording app on your phone and clicked on the file that Jungkook made.

He knows about your story. He knows about everything. He knows why you moved and why you decided to change your life; and you loved how supportive he was of it. You can’t stress enough how thankful you are to be with someone like Jungkook.

File: a_lullaby_for_my_someone.mp3

“Hi, _____” His clear voice filling the quiet room “,I know you aren’t sleeping right now–and that explains why you turned to this recording, Ha. Anyways, That’s why I made this very special lullaby for you. Here’s my rendition to our song…”

And that’s when he started strumming the guitar.

Put your head on my shoulder

Hold me in your arms, baby

You placed your phone on his side of the bed and hugged a pillow. Finally adjusting your sleeping position, you closed your eyes and your previous thoughts were pushed aside as you focus on your boyfriend’s singing

Squeeze me oh so tight

Show me that you love me too

Your breathing becoming slower and free from panic

Put your lips next to mine, dear

Won’t you kiss me once, baby

Just a kiss goodnight, maybe

You and I will fall in love

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Take A Chance

Chapter 2 – Oh Captain, My Captain

Authors Notes

Posted on Wattpad – HER0F0RH1RE and Tumblr – luminiabanner

Fandom Detroit: Become Human

OC: F! Elizabeth “Birdie” Carmen

Pairing – Gavin Reed x F!OC, This chapter is largely Captain David (this is the first name I’m using for him) Allen x F!OC (angst and Daddy Allen am I right?)

Hey guys as promised here is the first part of Take a Chance!! If you wanted to be added to the tag list just message and ask! FYI my heart hurts a bit like ah angst and fluff!

Warnings – Violence, blood, gore, alcohol use, smut in some chapters, mentions of rape/sexual assault in some chapters, descriptions of crime scenes,

This chapter: Smut, light bdsm, oral sex female receiving, vaginal penetration, fingering, tying up, that Captain kink lol, protected sex!

#this chapter has smut! But not with Gavin, maybe next time ;D

Word Count – 5,123 (whoops a bit carried away!)

              Birdie hopped out of the automated taxi pulling her jacket tighter as she hurried into the regular bar. A warm wave hit her face as well as several hellos from the people inside. She glanced around looking at some of the regulars noticing them in their usual places. Gavin was already drinking at the bar flirting with the one of the bartenders there, a frown had already graced her lips from the day she had but it deepened slightly looking at her partner. Birdie shook her head forcing the thought from her mind as her eyes rested upon the unfamiliar group in the back that appeared to be celebrating. Some of the guys in the group hunched over laughing at something allowing her to see Captain Allen of SWAT standing there a smile on his face and a drink in hand. SWAT had a good day then wonder what they did. Birdie thought as she walked away from the door, catching Captain Allen’s eye he nodded at her lifting his drink up in a wave of sorts. Birdie nodded her head back smiling at the man before sliding into the seat beside Gavin.

               “Birdie! My favorite asshole how did the meeting with Fowler go?” Gavin asked turning to face her as the regular bartender Gwen pouring Birdie a double. Birdie held up her had at Gavin silencing him as she grabbed the drink downing it all in one go. “Mmm that bad huh?” Gavin laughed looking at her.

          “I got a write up,” She sighed setting her glass down allowing Gwen to fill it again with ice this time.

            “Well you did jump a table at a suspect. I mean did the dude deserve it, yes, still doesn’t mean you can do that though,” Gavin shook his head sipping his drink. “I warned you before the interrogation that he was a sick fuck and you should let me take it but noooo Birdie can handle her anger and won’t punch the guy.” Birdie glared at Gavin smacking him on the back of the head. “Hey! Don’t hit me it’s true,” Gavin defended rubbing the spot that actually didn’t hurt at all.

              “I know it’s true but that doesn’t mean you can rub it in my face. Besides dude confessed we win yada, yada,” Birdie spoke nonchalantly waving her hand around in the air. The bartender that Gavin was talking with before Birdie sat down walked by giving Gavin a smile which he returned with as a smirk looking her up and down.

              “You’re fucking her, aren’t you?” Birdie asked eyebrow raised.

              “What, no!” Gavin answered quickly shaking his head.

              “You’re a terrible liar Gavin,” Birdie poked Gavin in the chest looking him dead in the eye.

              “Alright, alright, we’ve got this hook up thing going. She is young fun, hot nothing more. She is getting off soon and taking me over to her house. I refuse to bring her to mine,” Gavin admitted finishing off his drink not daring to look at Birdie.

              “Hm, I was planning on getting wasted with my best friend after a shitty work day, but I see how it is allowing me to play second fiddle to a shag. Is she at least a good lay?” Birdie joked covering up the jealousy trying to fight its way out.

              “Eh, I’ve had better, not like I’m super invested or anything,” Gavin shrugged glancing over at Birdie who nodded her head softly not looking up from her glass. Gavin swallowed hard thinking about his next words carefully as if not to slip that he would much rather go home with her than the blonde, “Why don’t you look for someone to help you with your night? I’m sure some meaningless sexual gratification will pull your panties out of the knot they are in.”

              Birdie pursed her lips and shook her head before looking at Gavin, “You know what Gav, I might do just that. A good one-night-stand no strings just me fucking my anger out, I could totally go for that right now,” Birdie answered not noticing the moment of sadness that passed over Gavin’s face as he thought about how he wanted it to be him who helped her forget.

              “Well cheers to that Birdie, have a fun night. Don’t be late for work tomorrow dipshit,” Gavin smirked patting her shoulder as he nodded towards the blonde bartender who seemed eager to leave. “Yeah you too,” Birdie said raising her glass and waving at the blonde. Best friends support each other in everything even if it kills them on the inside.

              Birdie sighed loudly staring down at her now empty glass. A full shot glass was placed in front of Birdie pulling her from her thoughts. “You have an admirer Birdie!” Gwen squealed as Birdie looked up at her. “Told me to tell you, that they hope your night gets better,” Gwen added wiping down the bar where Gavin sat putting away his empty glass.

              “An admirer?” Birdie asked looking at the whiskey filled shot.

              “Yes ma’am, asked me your favorite drink and to give you a shot of it as well as the message. He is very handsome, a bit older than you, rugged, and definitely packing if you know what I mean,” the older woman joked winking at Birdie who choked on her spit and blushed. “He is in that group of men over there, not going to tell you which one though you have to do that on your own if you really want to find out.” Birdie glanced over at the SWAT group smirking before turning back to Gwen.

              “Give me one more of these Gwen, I’m not doing a shot alone,” Birdie had an idea of who it was, but she knew that as soon as she walked over there the others would easily point out who it was, trying to either embarrass them or help them out. Birdie nodded at Gwen grabbing both shots as she hopped off the bar stool and headed towards the group adding a small amount of sway in her hips. Maybe she could get lucky tonight or maybe they were just being friendly either way she didn’t want to drink alone.

              As she reached the group they parted slightly allowing her in. “Birdie!” some of the boys cheered remembering her easily from the DPD. She smiled acknowledging them before landing her eyes on Captain Allen he blushed lightly but kept a straight face. She stared him in the eyes as she raised the second glass towards him. “I wanted to share a drink with the man who bought me one,” Birdie smiled as he took it from her hand the blush deepening.

              “How did you know it was me?” Captain Allen smiled looking around the group hushing the rowdy SWAT team who watched a bit to excited about the situation unfolding before them.

              “Please, this is an expensive whiskey way too expensive for any of these knuckle heads to buy,” Birdie joked waving her hand around getting “Fuck you” as a reply from some. “Plus, Gwen over there gave me the message and you would have heard my ass getting chewed out by Fowler from your office. She also said my admirer was handsome. It was easy to conclude that it was you Captain Allen,” Birdie smiled raising her class to signal a cheer to him before they downed the shot together. The SWAT team watched in awe as Birdie flirted with the flustered Captain, it was obvious they knew something she didn’t.

              “David, my first name is David,” Captain- David spoke setting his shot glass to the side along with yours.

              “Ah finally hearing your first name exciting, I must be special then,” Birdie smirked hearing the “Ooo’s” from the group. David smiled letting out a soft laugh as he ran a hand through his hair.

              “And what is your actual name? We’ve only ever heard you called Birdie or Detective Carmen?” He asked looking the small detective over as she stepped closer to him.

              “Elizabeth,” She answered biting her lip softly as she felt his eyes ghost over her body. She always thought the Captain was good looking, but she assumed he was married or in a long-term relationship by his age.

              “How do you get Birdie from Elizabeth?” David asked the question she had heard a million times by now. Her smile widened as she stood up on her tippy toes using his shoulders to help her balance as she whispered in his ear, “You can get a lot of things from Elizabeth just depends on how you ask.” His breath caught in his throat, eyes widening. The group around them cheered for their Captain as Birdie pulled away her warm breath leaving his ear and neck. She heard David suck in a hard breath making a smirk appear across her face.

              “Get it Captain!” one of the guys yelled him blush even deeper as he stumbled slightly wanting to hide from the group. Birdie brushed her delicate fingers down David’s clothed arm as her hand left his shoulder, just as she was about to fully pull away his hand was quick and grabbed hers. “Take a walk with me?” He voiced barely above a whisper. It was enough for her to hear it and husky enough to send a shiver down her spin. She followed the SWAT Captain out the back door to the luckily empty smoking area.

              “So, Captain, what’s a man like you doing buying a girl like me a drink?” Birdie asked leaning against the railing with him. She shivered cursing herself for leaving her jacket inside the bar as the cool Detroit air breezed through the area. “Cold already Birdie? We just stepped outside,” He laughed as he started to take off his jacket for her Birdie stopped him shaking her head with a smile.

              “We won’t be out here for long, not with the way you want this night to end,” She smirked flirting with the older man who quietly light his cigarette with a deep drag.

              “And how do I want it to end?” He asked his blue eyes staring into her hazel ones. She couldn’t tear her eyes away and the warmth that spread through her lower areas made it even hard. Captain Allen was by no means a bad looking guy. She always thought he was handsome and talked about it a few times with Tina, but he was also eleven years older than her and she just always assumed he was off the market, but here he was buying her a drink and flirting with. If Gavin was never going to be a thing then might as well hook up with the second hottest guy at the DPD.

              Birdie licked her bottom lip causing David’s eyes to travel down to them. “Well Captain,” she spoke lowly taking a step towards him closing the already small distance between them even more, “I’ve heard some gossip around the DPD Daddy Allen,” she finished with a smirk.  David’s eyes went so wide she swore they would pop out of his head.

              “I am going to kill Chris. That’s not even how it happened,” He defended causing her to laugh.

              “Well tell me the story then, everyone loves a good sex story especially when the word Daddy is involved,” at the mention of Daddy he groaned burying his head in his hands.

              “Okay, okay, I had just started dating this girl, she was younger than me maybe around your age. It started off nice everything was normal, went on dates all that jazz, then we had sex for the first time and she called me Daddy right in the middle of it. Threw me way off never had someone call me that to my face, never been with anyone that had a Daddy kink, at least not that I know of, but relationship pretty much ended there since I wasn’t into the whole Daddy thing and she said she basically dated me for that reason. I mean I like it rough and I am a dominant person it if my personality, but I don’t know growing up when I did it was always this huge joke we threw around in high school and college just really threw me off,” He laughed running his hand threw his hair.

              Birdie tried to stifle her laughter but let it go once he laughed himself, but she quickly got serious to pose her next question, “What about being called Captain in bed?” She asked it seductively her fingers ghosting up his arm her voice husky and eyes shining up at him. Captain Allen swallowed feeling heat rise into his cheeks and his pants get tighter. He smiled leaning his head down to Birdie’s ear one hand grabbing the back of her neck pulling her into him while his other rested on her hip steadying her from his quick actions.

              “How about you come home with me and find out?” He asked softly kissing the shell of her ear electing a soft gasp-moan from Birdie way faster than she wanted it, then again, she hadn’t slept with anyone in months. “Already moaning for me?” He said cheekily pressing a kiss right under her ear.

              “Don’t get to cocky now Captain, you can still leave this bar by yourself,” She smirked pushing him away, so she could look him directly in the eyes.

              “Oh, I don’t think you would want to go home alone tonight Birdie,” His hot breath brushed across her face as he leaned down catching her lips with his chapped ones.  This kiss was softer than she expected from the gruff commanding SWAT Captain but maybe he was saving it all for the bedroom. She smiled into the kiss pulling him closer trying to escape the shivers from the cold air, but it just wasn’t enough warmth for her. “How about we close our tabs and take a taxi back to my place,” he whispered against her lips not really wanting to pull away. “That sounds like a good plan,” Birdie pulled away slipping out of his arms and quickly into the warm bar.

              “Hey Gwen, I’m headed out,” Birdie called out to the older woman separating from David who went to say goodbye to the team. Gwen quickly used Birdie’s card to close out her tab and have everything ready for her.

              “Going home early today?” Gwen spoke over the music and conversation going around.

              “Yes Ma’am, call me and Captain Allen a cab please,” Birdie answered filling out the paper and handing it back to her. “Oh! Have fun Birdie!” Gwen beamed excited for her friend to be having a good night. “I’ll close out his tab as well then,” She added pulling his things up on the computer as David walked over. “Now David this young lady right here is one of my favorite people don’t go messing with her too hard or Gavin and I will come for you,” Gwen warned teasingly. David blushed rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

              “Now Gwen it’s just a little fun nothing to fuss over,” Birdie laughed but silence herself when she saw David’s expression sadden some before he joined in with a smile and nodded in agreement.

              The ride to David’s place was slightly longer than the Ride to Birdie’s as she realized the way they were headed she took note that he only lived maybe a block or two from her place. Neither of them said anything, enjoying the silence in the automated taxi until it pulled up in front of a set of apartments nicer than hers. David slide out of the taxi helping Birdie out behind him. They quickly walked up to the building before David punched in a code to enter. This was definitely nicer than hers, anyone could walk into her complex.

              “Welcome back Captain Allen and guest, I have called the elevator for you,” The desk android greeted looking over the two. Captain Allen just grunted walking into the elevator with Birdie in tow.

              “These apartments are amazing! I should become SWAT Captain, so I can afford a place like this!” Birdie beamed once the elevator closed. “I mean even Gavin owns a nicer place than me, but it is his old family home, so I guess that doesn’t count,” Birdie added more to herself than David. He chuckled softly grabbing her hand and pulling her off the elevator and towards his apartment keys in hand for quick access.

              “I have been a Captain for 5-6 years now, so I worked my way up to this point,” David said as he opened the door to a much cleaner apartment than she expected. It was simple nothing to fancy but it was very much Captain Allen. Organized, clean, almost nothing out of place except for a pair of shoes, a jacket, and a few books in different places. David noticed her taking in the apartment as he slipped out of his shoes and jacket. “What? Think my placed would be super messy?”

              “No actually it’s pretty much exactly how I pictured it,” Birdie smiled pulling off her jacket and shoes as well allowing him to hang her jacket on the hanger by the door.

              “So, you’ve thought about coming to my place before hm? I have caught you staring at me a few times around the office didn’t think you were going as far as to imagining coming here.” His arms wrapped around her waist pulling her body into his. Her back pressed against his chest as he leaned down to kiss her exposed neck.

              “I see you have also been watching me David. Tell me what you have pictured doing to me in bed…Captain?” She smirked adding emphasis to his title causing the man behind her growl squeezing her hips tighter.

              “I’d rather just show you.” He surprised using his hands on her hips to turn her around and press her against the cool door. Birdie gasp at the quickness of his actions before he silenced her with a heated kiss.

              David kissed her a lot rougher than at the bar electing a moan from her mouth which he quickly swallowed chasing it with his tongue. Her hands instinctively went into his hair tugging him closer to her body which he responded by pushing his hips against hers pinning her even tighter against the door. His hands slide up from her hips and under her shirt touching every inch of her skin as he slid the shirt upwards. They only broke a part for a second, so he could take the shirt all the way off tossing it to the side casually and returning his lips to hers.

              Birdie’s hands slid out of David’s hair and down his chest feeling his toned muscles making heat rise in her. She had seen him in his full SWAT uniform all the time so actually being able to see and feel the muscles underneath was exciting. David kissed a path from her lips to her ear nibbling on the shell causing a shiver to run down her spin and a moan to arise in her throat that she suppressed.

              “Don’t hold out on me now baby; that had you moaning earlier,” He spoke against her ear biting it instead of just giving it a nibble this time. Birdie moaned out his words and the biting bringing the heat even more into her core. She ached to be touched by him and grinds her hips into his hoping for some small relief. David response by using his knee to part her legs sliding his thigh against your clothed core. Birdie let out another moan sliding her hands underneath the Captain’s shirt. David kissed and licked up and down her neck till he hit the sweet spot making her moan louder and grind hard against his thigh.

              “You like that? Does it feel good to grind up against my thigh?” His voice was husky and low pulling away to look her in the eyes. Birdie stared into his dark eyes covered by his blown-out pupils filled with lust. She couldn’t reply her words lost in the small things he was doing to her. “You have to answer me Birdie, I want to hear you,” He ordered removing his leg from between her thighs.

              “Yes Captain,” She replied as he made quick work of her pants allowing her to step out of them before they joined her shirt across the room. She wasn’t normally the submissive type but something about the SWAT Captain made her want to obey everything he ordered her to do. Birdie stood before him almost completely naked while he was still fully clothed.

              “This doesn’t seem very fair now. You should lose some clothes also,” Birdie pouted crossing her arms over her chest blushing in embarrassment. Her self confidence wasn’t overly high like Gavin’s, but Captain Allen’s hard gaze made it even worse.

              “Oh no, I’m just taking in the view. Please don’t cover yourself Birdie,” David almost whispered leaning down to kiss Birdie again. David slide his hands down her back, over her butt, and to the bags of her thighs signaling for birdie to jump and wrap them around his waist. He easily held her up against the wall grinding his hips into hers before carrying her into his bedroom shutting the door behind them with his foot. Their lips never left each other’s exploring every inch of the other one’s mouth.

              David dropped her on the bed softly before pulling his shirt off and climbing on top of her. He kissed from the sweet spot on her neck down to the valley between her breast as he nipped and sucked between them one of his hands sliding under her to undo the clips allowing her soft plump breasts to appear before him. She helped slide her bra all the way off before letting her hands run up and down his toned back and chest. She moaned out as his mouth finally connected with her left breast using one of his hands to touch the right one needing the skin and pinching at the nipple.

              “Captain,” Birdie whispered her hand coming to rest against the bulge in his jeans, but David quickly grabbed her both over her hands pinning them above her head. He sat up slightly undoing his belt with his free hand pulling it off in one go. If Birdie wasn’t wet enough before she definitely was now. Watching Captain Allen pull his belt off only to use it to tie her hands to the bed bed frame was a video she could play repeatedly. She didn’t even realize she was biting her lip until Captain Allen pulled it from her mouth.

              “Birdie if at any moment you need me to stop and untie you say SWAT,” He ordered staring down at her as she nodded her reply silently. “I need to hear you Birdie, you won’t get by on silence tonight,” He ordered as his hand came up and pinched her nipple causing a moan to roll off her tongue.

              “Yes sir,” she answered watching him closely. “Good girl,” he smiled licking his lips and sliding his hand down her body ghosting over her clothed core feeling her soaked core. She silently thanked herself for wearing the silky blue bikini underwear and not her usual comfy patterned boy-shorts.

              “Already wet I see,” David smirked moving his whole body down hers. He started on her left leg kissing from the inside of her knee up her thigh and kissing directly around her folds listening to the groan in protest when he didn’t do what she wanted. Birdie bucked her hips trying to get him to touch her where she wanted but David pulled away more before taking both of her legs over his shoulders resting his hands on her lower abdomen holding her in place.

              David stared up at Birdie not breaking eye contact as he licked a teasing lip over her slit before dipping his tongue fully in between her folds tasting her already wet pussy. “Captain…” she moaned her head leaning back as he devoured her sensitive area. His tongue ran over every piece of her dipping into her core bringing forth moan after moan. Birdie pulled hard against the belt trying desperately to touch Captain Allen, but it was no use. David caught Birdie off guard as he slid two fingers into her without warning. “Holy fuck!” She moaned loader than before. Captain Allen knew exactly what he was doing to her as his fingers dipped in and out of her building her closer and closer to her edge.

              The captain moaned against her clit sucking it into his mouth allowing the vibrations to send a new sensation into her body. “Captain…please…” Birdie moaned out begging for a release. Following Birdie’s pleas David started curling his fingers up finding her sweet spot as his tongue pressed harder against her clit circling it until he brought her over the edge. Birdie screamed out in please her juices coating David’s face who lapped it all up. He sat up smiled down at her as he wiped his face clean with the back of his hand. David leaned forward undoing his belt and letting Birdie’s wrists go, free grabbing each one of her wrists and kissing the red marks in a silent apology.

              Birdie stared at the man almost amazed by his dominant yet gental nature. She barely knew him except for around work so she didn’t truly know much about him, but after this little bit of pleasure she definitely wanted to know him more. Birdie blushed at the tenderness of the kisses before she reached her hands out to help him out of his pants and boxers. Once David was fully unclothed he rejoined Birdie on the bed sliding up her body placing a trail of kisses up her stomach to her lips.

              Birdie moans softly feeling his hardened member press against her thigh. She reached out to touch his dick, but David grabbed her wrist stopping her just before she touched him. “Not this time Birdie, I need to be in you,” He grunted taking himself in hand before grabbing a condom out of his night stand and slipping it on. David rubbed the tip along Birdie’s wet slit causing her to inhale holding back a moan as he started sliding into her. He got only halfway before he stopped rolling his head back eyes closed muttering curses under his breath.

              “Are you okay Captain?” Birdie asked pressing a hand against his cheek. “Yeah… it just- you just feel really good. Don’t want to end this too quickly,” He smirked leaning down and kissing her before pushing all the way in, in one swift motion. Birdie broke the kiss moaning out loudly arching her back into him. David filled every bit of her not leaving any room as she stretched around his dick. Her walls contracted around him as he pulled out of her starting at a slow pace. “Doesn’t seem like you will last very long either,” He joked grabbing one of her legs and sliding it over his shoulder allowing him to penetrate even deeper. “Well I haven’t had a lay in months; probably haven’t had a good lay in years,” Birdie spoke between moans as he picked out pace making her he bottomed out every time he entered back into her.

              “Well I will definitely make this a good one.” He slid his hand in between them allowing his thumb to circle her clit causing another pornographic moan to roll out of her.

              “Oh, you already have,” Birdie laughed digging her nails into his shoulders trying to stave off her release. David started to get sloppier his own release getting closer. He pressed her thumb hard against Birdie’s clit slamming harder into her than before.

              “Fuck Birdie, I need you to cum for me,” David moan out burying his face into her neck finding her sweet spot and biting down on it roughly definitely leaving a mark. This all sent birdie tumbling over the edge her walls clinching tightly around him as her release coated his member and his patch of hair. “She screamed out burying her face into his shoulder trying to muffle her sounds slightly, but he didn’t care. The sounds escaping her along with the clenching of her around him sent him over the edge sloppily riding out his orgasm with heavy moans and soft fucks until he finally came to a standstill.

              Captain Allen pulled out of Birdie standing up and heading over to the bathroom connected to his room. She heard the sink run and rustling before he returned with a warm damp towel to clean her off with. Birdie took the towel and cleaned herself up before moving around the room to gather her bra and panties. David watched her lighting a cigarette after he pulled his boxers back on and sat on the edge of his bed. “What are you doing?” He asked after taking a drag of his cigarette.

              “Getting dressed and leaving, what you are supposed to do after a one-night stand,” Birdie replied pulling open his bedroom door and stepping out into the rest of his apartment.

              “I thought I already made it clear to you that I didn’t want a one-time thing,” David called after her not leaving his spot on his bed. Birdie stopped her feet padding back to the door of his bedroom.

              “I’m sorry what?” She asked not fulling hearing or understanding what he said to her from across the apartment.

              “I said stay with me, spend the night and let me make you breakfast. You deserve a lot Birdie and I- I’ve liked you for a while now just always thought you and Gavin were a thing but after seeing him go off with that other woman I realized that maybe I did have a shot,” David explained rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment that went along with the pink that dusted his cheeks, “I’ll even loan you a shirt to wear and take you back to your apartment in the morning.”

              Birdie smiled dropping her clothes on the floor just inside the room and walking over to the captain sliding into his lap one leg on either side of him wrapping her arms around his neck, “Alright Captain, I’ll stay the night,” She spoke softly staring into his blue eyes. Captain Allen smiled dropping his cigarette into the water cup on his nightstand before pulling Birdie into a kiss falling back onto the bed pulling her body with him.

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