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all i wanted | c!dnf oneshot | 4k c!George breaks c!Dream out of prison and tries to fashion a normal life.
secret santa for @rglozwriter (happy holidays! i hope you enjoy!!)
George has never once in his whole life thought of himself as a hero. He could count on one hand, maybe two, the number of times he ever came close.Ā
When he saved a little girl from the wolves. Oh, but he was rather little as well, and just as terribly afraid as her. So maybe it doesnāt count. When he restored clean water to a dirty river villageā oh, heād only broken the dam to help Dream, and thatās far too selfish in nature to be considered heroic. He hadnāt done it on purpose.Ā
And thatās precisely the problem, George isnāt sure heās done anyone any tremendous good on purpose, and furthermore out of the pure goodness of his heart. He doesnāt think that makes him a bad person, not everyone is meant to be a hero. Not everyone has the heart for it.Ā
It was always Dream who was the hero. In all their childhood adventures, Dream was the one who would have them stop in their path to help the needy, the sick, the suffering. George was the one who would try and fail to get some sense through his head. Itās not that heās a bad person, he just didnāt think they were in the means to be heroes, needy, starving, and sick as they were.Ā
But Dream had a habit of being a hero, and itās one that didnāt break until they settled down. Until they invited more people into their lives. George watched that heart of gold dull and hide itself away. The heroism didnāt leave, it just turned itself into something else. And it was unfortunate because no matter how much George protested his selflessness (because it was so often at the cost of his wellbeing and safety), it was something that he truly loved about him. His hero.
Itās half of why George doubts the reality of his situation. It canāt be. Because George would never claw his way through obsidian in the water like a half-drowned rat to save someone. He would never put his own neck on the line for someone else. He would never do something so stereotypically heroic, something straight out of a book.Ā
He stares at Dream, sitting on the floor weaving a basket from flax and reeds.Ā
Dream once called him a selfish damsel. It was a joke, but George didnāt think it was untrue. Well, the damsel part was untrue. Mostly. Maybe. Their scoreboard of saving each other isā¦ uneven. Breaking Dream out of Pandora has to count for fifty tallies. George demands it.
George is in his weirdness again. The heavy state between sleeping and waking, where he doubts everything he sees. Dreaming, he dares to think. How many times has he dreamt about saving Dream? Saving Dream and convincing him to run away? Too many times. And he remembers the feeling of waking up after all too well. The heartache and disappointment and hatred for everything and everyone.
The memories of walking the halls of the prison seem so distant, filled with water and oil. They seem impossible.Ā
Dream pinches himself and hisses, the half-done weave unfurling slightly as his hands recoil. He checks his fingers as if they were cut. George takes too long to react.
āAre you okay?ā he says finally. Dream looks up at him, green eyes shining. He looks embarrassed.
āYeah, no, yeah. I just cut myself a little.ā Dreamās voice is soft and a little embarrassed in a way that makes Georgeās heart stop and start again. It peels one layer of fog off his mind. āGood morning. How long have you been standing there?ā
Dream is nervous and awkward like a new roommate. It could be appropriate if they havenāt loved each other all their lives. Well, George never actually got confirmation if thatās wholly true. Dream could have stopped loving him for a little while there. But heās at least mostly sure that Dream loves him now. Hopefully not just for saving him.Ā
George blinks, looking around. His feet are deathly cold in the doorway. Dream sits in front of the fire weaving his basket, and the world outside is pure white with snow. George comes to sit with him, vision glossy, like the world was smeared with grease.
āI dunno,ā he answers, too late, āI just woke up.ā
Dream pulls the pile of flax and reeds and willow to the side to make space for him. George pulls his blanket further around himself, rubbing his eyes. Heās sitting on a couple crumbs of dried plants but heās decided he doesnāt care. He doesnāt want to move to fix it. Luckily for him, Dream notices and pulls the bent reed out from under him. George mumbles a gratitude.Ā
āAre you okay?ā Dream asks. He doesnāt cast his voice like he used to. Heās quiet these days.
āUhā¦ yeah.āĀ
āAre you feeling weird? The soup?ā
George laughs a little like itās the first time heās heard him call it that. All the memories come to him a few moments too late. Yes, right, this is a common occurrence. Georgeās smile drops in a way thatās too obvious. Dream frowns at him.
George is remembering himself. The heroics he thinks of as so alien arenāt quite so against his nature as he thought. Itās just that they only show their face if itās for Dream. It doesnāt make him a hero, heās still a selfish prick, but it means this is all a little more real than before. Heās remembering more and more as he wakes up, feeling more and more grounded.Ā
āDo I need to, umā¦ do anything for you?ā Dream asks. George hates how he asks for things now. Like he isnāt sure how to be a person anymore. This time isnāt as bad as others, but sometimes just the questioning quirk of his voice will make him sad. āI can jog your memory again. Or I can get your journalāā
George replies too fast. āI donāt want you to get up.ā
āOkay. Umā¦ this is our house,ā
āI know this is our house.ā George rolls his eyes.
āOkay. How about you just ask me, then.ā Dream picks his basket weave back up, setting to work tightening the braids that went loose while he wasnāt holding it down. George feels bad snapping at him, even if it wasnāt much. He rubs his knuckles on Dreamās wrist as an apology. The little nod he gets back means it was accepted. Itās always nice to know Dream still remembers their old rituals.Ā
āIām just, umā¦ it doesnāt feel real.ā George leans his head on the edge of the coffee table, the one Dream pushed up against the couch to make room for his weaving. George lets his eyes get lost in the braids and patterns, following the maze of reed. He thinks Dream must be planning to use it as a fish trapā heās always been partial to pike. āI donāt remember how we got here.ā
This must happen more often than George thinks, because all of the concern he was expecting is pushed to the back of Dreamās mind. He watches it happen.Ā
āYou broke me out of prison. Weāre waiting out the winter until summer, and then deciding what we want to do.ā Dreamās voice is a practiced calm, like reciting a textbook. āYou want me to stay. I want to tie up loose ends.ā
āWhy are you hereā¦ if you donāt want to be here?ā
āI canāt do anything in the state Iām in right now.ā Dream almost-laughs, only letting out a small sardonic snicker. The details of his face and body finally load in Georgeās mind, suddenly, as if they only just now took form, and he feels so stupid for not noticing before. The skinniness of his body, the scars on his arms, the two prosthetic fingers. Having just woken up is the culprit, it dulls his senses and replaces them with delusions. Or maybe heās simply gotten used to the way he looks, and his hindbrain took no issue. āAnd you keep my bedroom door bolted from the outside.ā
āWhat? Is that true?ā
Dream smiles at him. āNo.āĀ
āYouāre an ass.āĀ
āI know.ā
āSoā how? How did I get you out?ā George tries to imagine it. Clad in shiny armor with a formidable weapon, a getaway horse and a real plan. Itās just not him, even if it was for Dreamās sake.
āI donāt know.ā He says it in a way that suggests he wishes he did. āYou wereā weird. Like this. And sopping wet, and likeā¦ sleepwalking.ā
āHow long ago?ā
āUmā¦ it was when the trees were just starting to turn orange.ā
Heās not good with time. George groans, rubbing his eyes still. His memories are slow to appear, but they do. Itās not cause for huge celebration. They fade in and reveal themselves at his prompting like the tide reveals the stones.
He looks around at their house, hidden somewhere deep in the tundra. Nobody for miles. He remembers Dream, in a state, hiding food and weapons in every nook and cranny he could finagle. He thinks of it as safe. Dream feels, to some degree, safe here. That makes George happy.
āI remember.ā George nods.Ā
āItās not very complicated.ā
āEverything with you is complicated.ā
Dream rolls his eyes. Heās farther away from the fire than Georgeā and then a memory hits him, one of Dream in that cell. Cowering from the heat, eyes big like dinner plates. He went off his head, if his memory serves. Begged him to leave: he couldnāt be here, he has to leave, he wasnāt realā¦
He remembers guiding him through the tunnels and corridors by the hand, leading in front and pulling him along. He was so skinny he weighed nearly nothing, and when he protested and tried to yank away, George was able to keep him in his grip. Which meant that there was something very very wrong with him.
Dream has asked him, over and over, how heād managed to get in and out, and George has never been able to tell him. He still isnāt able. He truly doesnāt know. All he knows is that heās made it a habit to always get what he wants. Maybe something in the universe finally bowed to that will.Ā
And in true fashion to tradition, when he got what he wanted, Dream was the one who had to figure out the logistics of their situation. What they were going to eat, where they were going to go. If you heard Dream tell it, youād think George fainted or something as soon as they could look back over their shoulders and not see Pandoraās Vault any longer. But Dream just doesnāt remember the nitty gritty of it. George remembers holding him close to his chest while the sirens went off for hours, felt like days. They hid like foxes in a hole in the ground.Ā
Dream is paranoid. Heās always been paranoid but itās worse than ever. Itās not like George can blame him. Itās just different. And ādifferentā is neither bad nor good, but it certainly means ānot the same.āĀ
George knows heās changed too. He doesnāt know the exact ways how, or if itās anything like how Dream has changed, but he knows Dream isnāt the only one whoās different. Theyāve been making it work, regardless.
Sometimes he catches Dream staring at him when he thinks he canāt see him, or when he thinks George is asleep. He looks at him with something sickā something so grateful and reverent itās awful. A new cog in his heroā heās been well trained by someone else. It makes him angry. Possessive in ways heās too ashamed to let materialize. He canāt let himself feel good about the way Dream looks at him now.
Dream takes his new fish trap and gets them a pike and a rabbit. Presumably not caught with the fish trap. By the time he comes home, George is at his wits again. The journal helps, notes his fully-awake self writes for his sleepy-self so theyāre both on the same page. It was Dreamās idea. They both have oneā George isnāt proud of it, but he reads through Dreamās every time he leaves the house.
Today, he reads through Dreamās before he even cracks open his own. Dream writes about his week, the things heās been eating and when. Sometimes George is blessed to read his own name.Ā
george has been remembering easier lately. i should be waking him up earlier
The guilt from invading Dreamās privacy washes away when he opens his own journal and sees Dreamās annotated his latest entry in green ink. Theyāre equally in each otherās business, and that makes his day. The entry itself is mortifying, but George would be lying if he said he didnāt secretly wish Dream would read it and answer him.
I donāt know if weāre still together. donāt act like it because if he weirdchamps me again iāll kill youĀ
^ when did i weirdchamp you?
They eat fish together with nothing to talk about. Dreamās been doing better, too. With touch and being lessā¦ like heās always in a crisis. Theyāre sleeping in the same bed again. Dream preferred the floor for a long time.Ā
In the middle of the night George wakes slightly to the feeling of kisses being planted to the back of his neck, down his spine and over his shoulders. Dream pulls aside his shirt to reach his skin and everything. George smiles where he canāt see.
Since itās winter, they donāt have a lot of vegetables. Sometimes Dream brings back a pumpkin from god knows whereā George suspects Techno, but itās not like Dream tells him anything. They have some berry bushes in the backyard, good for juice and pie.Ā
Dream says he finds peace in hunting. George canāt imagine how, but he goes with him sometimes and it seems to be true. Maybe itās easier for him to focus his thoughts. George isnāt sure. George is just a half-functioning damsel, after all. Heās useful for skill shots and skinning the rabbits, at least. Itās hard sometimes, sitting around and letting Dream do everything.Ā
Itās how it used to be, butā¦ well, itās just different now. George frequently finds himself out of character. He wants to be usefulā it seems like Dream has grown a love for useful things. He wants to be in that category. He wants to be all the things Dream loves and deems important. If only heād let him in whatever hell heās thrown himself into.
āI love you,ā Dream says one night, in the hallowed hall they call their bedroom. Where the deepest secrets are confessed. It takes George by surprise, lungs and heart still racing. Heās not quite all-there after fooling around for so long. He blinks, processing the joy, the accomplishmentā but also the exhaustion. He turns his head to look at Dream, hair messy, like gold threads on the pillows. āIām sorry.ā
āWhy would you be sorry for that?ā
He shrugs hopelessly. āI just think it puts you in a bad spot.ā
āUgh, I donāt care.ā George rolls into his chest. Itās all too cold without him. āI want to be there. In the bad spot.ā
An arm comes to wrap around his back and hold him close. A soft kiss is planted to his bruised mouth, already sore and bit from kissing all night. George is quickly becoming too sleepy to stay awake. Maybe Dream knows that, maybe he can feel the magic in the air when George starts to slip away. He presses his cold, cold hand to Dreamās heart. He wishes he could pull it out and keep it safe. Keep him.
āI wish you knew what was good for you.ā
āI donāt have to. Thatās your job.ā George mumbles against his lips. Dream doesnāt kiss him again, lowering his head to let him rest. āI know whatās good for you.ā
āDo you really think that?ā
āI know that.ā
As time passes and the worst of winter is over, George canāt help but pray for the frost to stay. In Dreamās journal, he writes about the steps heāll take when he goes back home. He still calls it home. Georgeās eyes sting with tears as he closes it and tucks it away.Ā
At dinner, George doesnāt sit. Dream doesnāt sit either, despite food already plated for him. He knows what itās about.Ā
āAre you really going to leave again?ā
ā...yes. When summer comes.ā
George leans back against the counter. āAre you going to come back?ā
āI want you to stay here. Itās, safe here.ā
āBut you wonāt come back?ā
Dream looks stressed almost instantly. George canāt bring himself to feel bad. His heart is too close to breaking, even though Dream never promised him anything, so it really isnāt fair to him.Ā
āI wonāt promise you anything. For your sake,ā Dream runs a hand through his hair, and George scoffs, āBut I want to come back. Until this is all over. Andā and when itās over, we can be together all the time!ā
āIs that what you want?ā
āIsnāt that what you want?ā
Georgeās crossed arms fall to his sides. His mind is full of cotton. He pronounces his words emphatically. āI want to be what you want. If youāll only come see me out ofā pity, then donāt bother.ā
āThatās not what I said,ā
āYouāre barely saying anything! Do you not feel like you owe me anything? I donātā I wonāt ask for a lot, I just, I just thoughtāā
āOkay, okay, George, please, just listen to me.ā Dream is in his space now, which is unusual. It makes his spikes lower. Dream is trying. āIāllā Iāll come see you. I promise.ā
And thereās that look again. The one where his eyes train on George, hyper focused on his expression and body language. The one that feels like all the devotion and obedience in his body rise to the surface to prove that theyāre still there. It makes his skin crawl.Ā
āI justā I canāt have you involved. I canāt. I got a taste of it months ago and I canāt ever feel that way again.ā Dream lowers himself. For a second George thinks heās going to drop to his knees and the mere thought makes his stomach invert. But Dreamās posture only bends, eye to eye as he pleads with him. āYou understand that, right? Please.ā
āDream, stop, Iām notā youāre notāāĀ
In trouble, he wants to say. But as it stands, that isnāt true. Dream is very much in trouble with him. Should he change that? How can he reach inside himself to turn his heart off and talk to him like a normal person? Or should he accept the reverence, should he think it appropriate?
No, he shouldnāt. Because it isnāt his. This isnāt what he trained Dream to do. This isnāt anything like their old rituals. Or maybe it holds remnants, he can recognize some of it, but itās become corrupted now. Itās not an affection he can accept, because it wasnāt written with him in mind. Heās not Dreamās authority. He may want Dream to obey him, bend to his will, but George knows the subtle differences between love and obedience.
āDream. Itās okay. I just, I donātā¦ā He looks to the window, then to the floor, desperately avoiding his eyes. āI donāt want you to act like I donāt exist. Okay. Thatās all I want.ā
āI love you.ā Dream says. āI just want to keep you safe.ā
A subtle confession. Abandoning him was all in the name of keeping him safe. George almost laughs. Itās so stereotypically heroic, so self sacrificial. George should have ironed out the heroics in him when they were younger, when he still had the chance.Ā
āWeāre not good people.ā George looks at him. āI wish youād stop acting like it. You donāt have to go back. You donāt owe anything to anyone.ā
āI owe everything to everyone.ā
āAnd you want me to stay here. Youāll come by when you need a warm body, right?ā He says it like itās a deal he wouldnāt gladly accept.Ā
āI will come by when I can. You know. When itās safe. And we can do anything you want.ā
āDonāt make it sound likeā like Iām renting you!ā
He steps on one of the hair triggers that rule over Dreamās frustration. George thinks itās a victory. āHow do you want it to sound? Iām really trying here!ā
āI want it to sound like you actually want to be with me, you ass.ā
āI do!ā Dream says it like itās the most obvious thing in the world. And maybe it is, and George just canāt see it from this angle. āI have responsibilities that arenātā negotiable.ā
George doesnāt understand why heās fighting this. Maybe heās scared of what will happen if thereās no one around to wake him. Maybe heās ambitious enough to think he can haggle a better deal. The strength it takes to fight with Dream is quickly leaving him. Itās a great arrangement. More than he could ask for just half a year ago. Something he clawed through obsidian to obtain.Ā
Heās seen the leash prison put on him. Heās held it, even. Pulled on it, led Dream around with it. George has decided he doesnāt want it.Ā
āIām sorry,ā he says, and it takes the words out of Dreamās mouth, whatever he was going to say. āYou have no idea what it was like to be without you. I canāt do it again.ā
āI promiseāāĀ
āI trust you.ā Georgeās eyes are furrowed and serious. āBut I canāt wait until itās all over.ā
If he canāt make Dream see how futile this all is, then itās something heāll have to discover himself. But George wonāt wait another two years for it to happen.Ā
Itās the spring after their winter together, and George hasnāt seen Dream in two months. He knows because heās been tallying it in his journal, which has seen an uptick in use without a roommate.Ā
Techno visited, once. Gave him supplies. They must be closer than they thought, George somewhere on the fringes of the tundra where the four seasons are allowed to existā watered down as they are. It pissed him off more than it should haveā of course Dream would send someone else before he came to do it himself.Ā
Maybe heās making a name for himself again. Maybe heās in hot water and canāt come, or heāll be followed. Itās not like George gets a lot of news out here. Heās slept through days straight, heās sure of it.
Heās pouting at the ceiling, in the middle of some pessimistic bratty rant about his life when he hears that stupid knock Dream does on everything. It knocks the gloom straight out of his chest. He races down the stairs, everything in the world leagues and bounds less important than opening the door.Ā
Dream stands in his mask, a light smattering of snow on his hood and cloak. George reaches to pull him in by the neck before Dream can even get a word out. A promise kept. Heās halfway through pulling his mask off when George jumps up to hug him. The force of it makes them both wobble.Ā
āAre you real?ā George asks in his shoulder. He almost doesnāt believe it. An armored hand rubs his back.Ā
āYeah,ā Dreamās voice rumbles in his chest, vibrations sending through Georgeās bones. Itās his new favorite feeling.Ā
George pulls away. He interrupted the de-masking process, so half his face is still covered. It looks stupid. Itās Georgeās new favorite thing.Ā
George couldnāt care less about the gift. It's nice, and he'll use it every day, but all joys are overshadowed by the presence of the man in his homeā even if covered in dirt and scorch marks as he is. If he could choose any gift, heād wanted a burner comm that he would be allowed to message him from, but the quilt is nice. George leaves it folded on the kitchen table, all pleasantries said and done with. Yes, he loves it, itās beautiful, I love the color green.Ā
He pushes himself up to kiss him. He tastes like gunpowder and blood. Itās Georgeās new favorite taste.Ā
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ok idk if u have done this before but what abt low honor arthur x shy/easily flustered readerā¦been thinking abt this for awhile
lowhonor arthur x shy female reader
ź° šš² ź± arthur is a little pervy , suggestive themes?
he was terrifying, mean, and even sadistic man. those rumoured whispers explained a lot about him in that way. there was no remorse from a man like him, no mercy, either. to be one of the worst men that's involved with the infamous gang. the most wanted man within the states, there wasn't a day that he didn't come back with someone's blood on his hands.
he was disgusting and vile. probably the most perverted man u have ever come across, too. his unannounced touching would often catch u off guard. the women in the camp always gave him a sort of a dirty or death state, knowing that kind of man arthur is now ever since the relationship ended between him and mary. that took a toll on him more than people thought.
not with u, though. he knew that gaze made u feel uneasy, made u squirm, almost like a coyote watching its prey. it's like he enjoyed it, too. u weren't the social butterfly. u kept to urself or the small group of girls u would do chores with or u would be often see talking the only man, arthur. to be honest, u were even sure how he felt about u, it's not like many spoke to u.
he made the man stay away from u, but that's a different conversation...
u didn't even need to turn around, knowing who it was coming towards u by their hard footsteps. āhey, babydoll. missed my favourite girl while i was away.ā he says with that cocky smirk on his face, leaning against the pole behind u, totally not looking at ur rear while u hand washed some clothes.
āhi morgan, I've been okay.. keepin' busy like-ā āgood girl. as y'should be. wouldnt want ms. grinshaw gettin' mad atcha.ā
she was a terrifying woman, ms. grinshaw.. but not as terrifying as arthur, of course. he was the worst. but arthur liked her a lot. he wasn't sure how to tell, and so he often showed her through his actions... like his weird, perverted touching and words.
he told u to come here, and once u were finished cleaning, of course, u made ur way over to him before he took u round the wagon, no one was there. this was strange but u did sort of like him.. u didn't know why. he was always odd with u, but u did find a small sense of comfort in him every time he brings a small gift to u as he comes back to camp.
ļæ½ļæ½have i ever told ya how pretty y'look? 'course i have.." he says, his tone laced with roughness. his big hand soon glides down to ur waist, gripping the flesh so hard that it light leave a mark later, curse him.
āthank you, arthur-ā u reply, feeling ur face rise with heat, squirming slightly under his intense gaze, all embarrassed. āy'know what else would make ya prettier? some little hickeys on yer neck, my girl.ā
was he being honest?... well, of course he was. he was a very serious man, not the type to be funny unless it was one of sick jokes. anyway, he could do not that, the two of u were in camp! someone might see u both, ms. grinshaw might catch u or even dutch! and that woukd be a lot more embarrassing than how red ur face is right now.
āarth- we cant, i- we'll get caught- arthur!ā ur gentle protests mean nothing as he took a hold of ur wrists, making u back up against the wagon. he inhaled ur scent of lavender and pine, made the man almost crazy.
ālemme mark ya up, so everyone can see how I feel 'bout ye. c'mon sugar, i might be gentle but dont count on it.ā
god it was like u couldn't move or couldn't talk, u didn't know what to say, how to react. ur face was all flushed with his words, it wasn't a surprise that he'd be flirting with u now.
and soon, he began toying with the collar of ur blouse. soon that felt to unbutton the top few buttons before he inched closer to mark u up.
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Soā¦
I accidentally tipped a bottle of fizzy over onto one of my students because I got distracted and forgot to put the lid back on and while I was struggling to rush the painting for my GCSE student she walked in just as I was finally fixing it up
ā¦.today was A Day ā¢ļø
#star speaks#not a bad day#maybe a month ago I would categorise it that way#itās just imperfect#I feel a little embarrassed for how I reverted into intense apology mode as soon as it happened#I was so worried she would be upset but my student was fine Alhamdulilah she was very relaxed#and I cleaned it all up while joking with the girls#but it was quite funny I was the only one who worried XD#I definitely felt embarrassed that 1. my painting was rushed and 2. she came in just as I was finishing it (I even went back to quickly add#a few finishing touches while she brushed up on her writing)#I still surprised her with it; she didnāt realise it was for her#and she loved the gift pack#so itās been#A Day ā¢ļø#a long exhausting day#which I made it through on 3 hours of sleep and crisps and dip for a meal š#I ate some cake also#Iām too exhausted to make the full post today Iām just gonna lie on my bed for a while
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Failed a social interaction 0 injured 1 killed (me)
#Today has been so long ššš I've been out the whole day studying and when I came back I spent more than one hour to cook my probably goneā#bad chicken (and rice and spinach) and then I couldn't even eat it because it was my turn to clean the kitchen at the dorm (which is theā#third following day I'm doing) (worth mentioning I'm running on 5 hours of sleep)#And I was goofing around with my friends but while doing so I. made fun of the landlord. And then one friend told me āhey girl he's rightā#outsideā and like šššššš I hope I die painfully. I need to be back next year and he already makes my life hard enough and hhhhhhhhhhh#I wasn't even like. Serious. It was just to joke around with my friends I don't have anything against him (except for the things I do)#hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#And now I feel so embarrassed I have no appetite at all + the chicken (which I had to bring home through one hour walk in summer whichā#probably wasn't good for it. And then froze one day past the expiration day) (I really need to get better eating habits) I had beenā#preparing despite taking one hour to cook it I got the firing wrong and now it's all hard and honestly not very good and like ššš#Look at what you did to the (frankly already diseased) chicken#I feel so betrayed by everything ššš Can life get a little easier#I'm mostly kidding I'm doing okay. I just need to rant because I CAN'T GET OVER THE LANDLORD THING MAN HOW DO I FORGET ABOUT IT.#This kind of things always haunts me for at least three days so ššš#I'm dead tired but I really wanted to answer asks today so. Probably doing so between today and tomorrow#Rant over sending lots of l love šš#random rambles#In my defense it's not my fault I'm too poor to throw the chicken away šŖšŖ I haven't eaten since forever#It's also not my fault I can't afford a new non sticking pan so I have to stick (ah) to the probably toxic one#It is very much my fault for messing up the chicken cooking temperature tho lol
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so things are not going well with my new elderly socdem friend unfortunately.
#she said this RIGHT after talking about how bad yt misinfo is... which she followed up w SO I WAS WATCHING A YT DOC ABOUT WW2 & LEARNED THIS#youtube 'historians' are literally the most fascist breed of youtuber. avoid the vast majority like the plague lmao#i asked if the video was sourcing the hollow dahmer & the black book of communism & she didnt seem to know what those are lol#to her credit i told her straight up that she was incorrect & she at least faked being curious about doing more research but i am doubting#she also 'learned' that lenin killed trotsky lol get your propaganda right lenin was dead by then STALIN icepicked him <3#anyway im making jokes bc the worst part was a different conversation where she spoke positively of israel#THAT'S gonna be the one to ruin our friendship. fuck you & your war tourist friend who fought in the 1960s landgrabs that youre now#telling me as if this is a cute story. nahhhh lmao i looked her straight in the eye & said i will NOT debate this#so she dropped it like the true enlightened centrist most socdem cowards are and i kept cleaning her house quietly#turns out You & Me We're the Only Ones Around Here Who Aren't Complete Fools was premature *kicks the poorly rendered gravel sadly*#shes otherwise a nice lady & i know i need to be more flexible in order to hopefully change ppls minds...#but also when people say awful & untrue things it makes me not want to talk to you š¤·āļæ½ļæ½ļø srry 2 b a freak like that#also i know shes not transphobic but i havent sniffed her out well enough to know if shes safe to come out to#so its hours of misgendering (which isnt her fault she doesnt know) bc shes obsessed with neoliberal feminism and inappropriately brings#gender into conversations that it does not belong in#'did you know all the countries that handled covid best were ran by women?' 1) untrue 2) dont care finland still sucks#she also tried to tell me that european rich people learned to be nicer after the french rev & thats why europe is better than america...#girl shut up we learned how to be so good at racism and capitalism BECAUSE of europe. there is no such thing as a good rich person!!!#i pick my battles (genocide & anticommunist genocide revisionism) so i let her cook w that one & was not left convinced as you can imagine#ANYWAY rant about today's weird day done. gonna smoke weed & rim some skies š„µ while listening to the Khrushchev Lied audiobook i found š
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im actually floored by how well the girls are getting along. they're all running on the wheel together and just napping. they are literally so chill together rn it's insane
#i was expecting it to go so much worse not even joking#it's why i decided to do it today bc i figured it would take them a while to really settle in and wanted them to be somewhat familiar by th#time the 50 gal came in#but honestly? theyre so chill rn.#mochi and sushi fought like one time since the time i got them despite not really liking each other so it's kinda interesting that they#arent opting to fight as much as some other mice even during the intros.#and they dont really chase like how the 5 p's did during their intro to the curries. the p's were bullying the curries HARDCORE.#pepper still does tbh but pepper does it with everyone bc shes an asshole and hates everyone#i do feel bad tho bc now theyre all in a (for the group size) small tank with no real enrichment for the next few days#potentially even the whole weekend if fedex is shit#but it helps the bonding#some sites (usually just brits) always say 'oh you need to leave tem in the small bonding tank for a week or more!'#and they say you should spend DAYS for each step of introductions. so literally waiting hours before you give back food and water and a hid#sorry not sorry but i have never ever ever needed to do this with any of my introductions.#the fighting is gonna happen regardless. mice who have lived with eachother for years will still fight. if you waited until 'a few days#of peace after a fight' then you'd have them in the small bare bones tank for their whole lives#i never even did intros this elaborate the last two times. i just introduced them on the table and when i was done setting up the tank with#clean stuff i put them back in. they fought but it's just because MOST of my girls are pretty dominant. theyre all related so thats why#the only reason im doing the bare bones small cage method is because its such a big group and it can be very fragile at first.#but honestly hese girlies are so chill coded it's wild#the ladies
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You who's studying abroad in the UK where you have a one night stand with Ghost at a bar; it's a special night for the soldiers and he gets lucky after making you laugh by telling a shitty joke thanks to the liquid confidence in you. You ask his name, and he tells you there's no need ā that you'd forget by the end of the night.
Taking you back home, there was no time wasted. The man practically has you seeing stars. He pumps you full of cum, whispers absolute filth in your ears and leaves bruises on your thighs by the time it's all over. He at least cleans you up, gives you proper aftercare before disappearing while your still fucked out of your mind.
Anyways, a great night. perfect 10/10, you have a story to tell your girls. So, your life continues on track as normal, right?
Wrong!
You dream of him. You have countless dreams of him. They were graphic reenactments of that night. His stubble rubbing against your cheek, his lust-filled eyes burning into yours even in the darkness. And oh, his voice - deep and confident - the very reason why you were drawn to him in the first place.
He creeps into your dreams every single night without fail, so much so that it frustrates you. surely not because you were soaking wet afterwards, no, no, it was only because he was so annoying! Surely it wasn't because youād end up pumping your fingers in and out your soaked cunt for hours in hopes of recreating that mindblowing orgasm he'd given you only to fail each time.
After your 10th failed attempt to cum, you crack asking the friend who took you out to the bar in the first place if she knew who the soldier was and she claims her boyfriend does. You've met Kyle before, he's a handsome man with dreamy eyes and a gentleman's demeanor.
Kyle tells you he'd pass the word back to his lieutenant, but he's a busy man who doesn't stay in one place. There's no guarantee he'd even respond.
Lucky you, screwing a lieutenant who probably doesn't remember who you are or won't have the time to find out.
The waiting game painfully starts all while the dreams continue. Each torturous night leaves you more and more agitated than before. By the 4th night, you already embraced the restlessness sure to come when the vibration of your phone changes everything.
Directly on the home screen was a text from an unknown number. There was no name, but you had a feeling who it was based on the message.
āKeep the front door unlocked for me.ā
A/N I wrote this during hurricane francine when my power went out, I think she gave me superpowers. Idk I'll start flying tmr!!
P2 here
#cod x reader#call of duty#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x you#simon ghost riley#simon riley#simon ghost x reader#simon ghost riley x you#simon riley x reader#sunshine sunni#call of duty smut
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18+ MDNI letting him play with you...
imagine you're just chilling with simon on the couch watching trash tv while his hands rest on your waist
but one hand starts to drift lower and lower into your panties and his rough fingers begin to lazily toy with your clit, pinching and circling the sensitive bud
and his other hand trails higher under your shirt, playing with your boobs, kneading the soft flesh
you're just so warm and soft he can't help it :(
all the while his lips are pressed to your ear, cooing praises like "You're so pretty, baby... so soft... such a good girl f'me... jus' sittin' back and lettin' me play with you."
and now you're all worked up and whimpering, leaning closer into his touch
your pretty pussy all wet with your slick, begging to be filled up :(
and he rewards you by inserting two thick fingers into your weeping cunt
"Simon!" you gasp as he rolls and twists his calloused fingers against your sensitive sticky walls
he scissors his fingers inside you, making your sopping pussy squelch
your cheeks start to heat up at the sound
but soon the combination of his hand on your breasts, rough fingers rolling your perky pretty nipples between them and the pumping of his fingers inside your tight wet pussy makes your brain all foggy
and you're too far gone to care as your slick walls start to tighten around his fingers
"let go, baby. cum f'me." he murmurs while picking up the pace
and the all-consuming wave of your orgasm washes over you with a loud moan as your milky white cream coats his fingers
and he licks them clean off your juices
then brings his fingers to your lips and you lick the mix of your cum and his saliva off his fingers
i need him so bad it's not a joke anymore :(
#simon riley#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x you#simon ghost riley x you#cod x reader#ghost x reader#cod fanfic#ghost cod#cod ghost#ghost call of duty#call of duty#cod mw2#cod#mw2#cod modern warfare#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty x reader
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ā³ĖĖĖAlastor x Wife!ReaderĖĖĖ ā“
ā Summary: Lucifer gets a little too brazen with Alastor's darling wife. Guess the Ruler of Hell would just have to learn a lesson about who you belong to.
ā Warnings: fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, jealous!alastor, soft comforting shower sex, knotting, alastor has a tail, consent, making out, soft kisses, biting, marking kink, alstor laps up the readers blood because he bites a liiiitle too hard, creampie, banter between alastor and lucifer, as well as banter between the reader and angel
ā Word Count: 1,972
Alastor was quite the jealous type.Ā
You were his wife in life and death. To say he was protective of you was an understatement.Ā So, it only made sense that Alastor would lose his composure when the ruler of hell himself arrived at the Hazbin Hotel.Ā
Lucifer was a rather charming man, but you were spoken for. So when he grasped your hand and placed a chaste kiss on the back of your palm, your hand yanked away in the blink of an eye. You could have sworn you heard a crackling growl escape your husband's lips as he watched Lucifer offer you a lustful gaze-Ā and that was simply unacceptable.Ā
"I see you've metĀ myĀ wife!" Alastor let out a forced chuckle as he looped his arm around your waist, pulling you close to his side. You let out a sigh of relief. All thanks to your husband's rescue. Lucifer gave Alastor a pointed look before he blurted out, "You're joking...Ā right?" He scoffed.Ā
Your face scrunched up in anger at Lucifer's rude remark. "Oh, he's as serious as a heart attack." You spat, snaking your own arm around Alastor's back. You squeezed his waist,Ā a habit of yours that let your dear husband know when you were livid.Ā
"But- look at you! You're gorgeous, sweetheart, and he's just...Ā freaky." You were about to snap back before your husband's maniacal laughter tore through the room. "Ha Ha! That's rich coming from the short stack!" Alastor quipped, grip tensing around your waist. Lucifer's chest puffed up in defense before he let out an airy laugh.Ā
"Aha! The height I lack up here, I surely make up for below the belt! Maybe I can show your wife sometime." Lucifer shot you a playful wink, causing your face to scrunch up in disgust. Alastor tensed beside you before he let out another forced laugh, ducking low to get in Lucifer's face. "Ha Ha!Ā Fuck you." Your husband spat, voice missing its usual radio static tone.Ā
Before the situation could escalate further, Charlie intervened. Pushing her father away from the tense atmosphere while mouthing a sympatheticĀ "Sorry!"Ā your way. The aura in the room was stiff. You could certainly cut the tension with a butter knife. "Damn, smiles! Looks like lil' Luci himself has got eyes for your girl!" Angel stated before taking a swig of his cocktail.Ā
You turned your head in Angel's direction. Shooting him a warning glare.Ā The last thing you wanted was for Angel to get caught in the crossfire of your husband's anger.Ā Alastor remained quiet before he slowly began walking toward the staircase. You could tell he was seething with how his ears twitched atop his head. Your husband flickered up the steps without a word, making you worry.Ā
"Damn it, Angel! You knew he was pissed enough as is, no need to poke the bear!" You sighed, rubbing your temples as you made your way over to the bar. Husk poured you a drink, shaking his head in agreement. "Dont'cha mean poke the deer?" Angel chuckled, patting your back in a lighthearted manner. Husk cursed under his breath at Angel's remark.Ā
"Cut that shit out, or he'll put you on his next fuckin' broadcast," Husk grumbled, cleaning a glass with a worn-down rag. You sipped your drink before rubbing your temples once more, shaking your head in annoyance. "I should probably go check in on him..." You spoke to yourself before turning on your heel, waving a small goodbye to your two good buddies.Ā
"She's in for a loooong night!" Angel giggled, causing Husk to flick his forehead as a warning toĀ "Shut the fuck up."
You took a breath before carefully opening your shared bedroom door. "Darling?" You called out, descending further into the space as you scanned the room for your husband. You peacefully made steps toward your private bathroom, having heard the shower running from beyond the door. To your luck, the door was left unlocked, making it easy for you to slip inside.Ā
The bathroom was full of steam as your eyes trailed to the red tufts of hair reflecting through the clear glass shower door. Alastor heard you come in, but he still remained silent. Trying his best to cool off.Ā He hated losing his composure more than anything.Ā Carefully, you began ridding yourself of your garments, leaving your clothes in a pile beside Alastor's. You slid the glass door open, stepping into the shower with your husband.Ā
Alastor's ears were pinned against his head as he stood underneath the shower head, allowing the water to cascade down his face. His back was toward you. Your husband's hands were placed in front of him on the cold tiles. Keeping him stabilized. "Al, my love? Is it alright if I touch you?" You whispered softly from where you stood behind him. A moment passed before he nodded in agreement, still remaining silent.Ā
Slowly, you wrapped your arms around him. Allowing your hands to caress his midsection all the way up his chest. You rested your head in between his shoulder blades, pressing your chest flush against his back. Alastor let out a deep sigh, your touch bringing him much-needed comfort. "That impudent man.." Your husband muttered, ears twitching in annoyance as he did so. You rubbed circles into his chest, placing gentle kisses against his back.Ā
"He's a jerk, Al. I'm all yours, forever and always," Your lips curled into a smile toward the end of your sentence as you felt his tail wagging, brushing against your lower tummy. Your husband's shoulders eased up from your words. He let out a breath before turning on his heel. Alastor's hands immediately cupped your face, doubling over to capture your lips with his. Your eyes fluttered shut, hands rubbing your husband's sides lovingly as your mouths molded perfectly against one another.Ā
Your shared embrace lasted a few beats longer before your husband pulled back, half-lidded crimson eyes gazing down at you. "Indeedy, my doe.Ā You're all mine!Ā I suppose I'll have to make it evident to the short stack... and anyone else whoĀ daresĀ to court you." His voice dipped low; as did his wandering hands. Alastor's pointed nails dug into the back of your thighs as he hoisted you up. On instinct, your legs wrapped around his slender waist.Ā
A pleasant gasp escaped you as you felt your husband's hard length brush against your core. Alastor let out a deep growl against the nape of your neck as he nipped at the sensitive flesh there. "Alastor..." You whined. Tipping your head back so your husband could have better access. A shiver ran down your spine when your back collided with the cool tile walls. Alastor bit a little too harshly between the juncture of your throat and shoulder.Ā
A bit of blood trickled down your collarbone, but your husband was quick to lap it up. A deep groan from him sent a rush of heat down to your core. "Divine, my little doe. Absolutely delectable," Alastor mumbled against your sternum before one of his hands slipped between your bodies. He rubbed the flushed tip of his cock between your folds, groaning at the feeling of your slick. "May I, my darling?" Alastor whispered, lips ghosting over yours as he waited patiently for your approval.
"Yes, please..." You sighed, burying your hands into his soaked two-toned locks. Your husband slowly pushed himself past the tight ring of your pussy. Capturing your lips at the same time, drinking up all of your moans as he stretched you open. Your eyes rolled back into your head when Alastor bottomed out inside you. Slowly, you caressed his sensitive ears. Pride pooled in your chest when your husband twitched wildly inside you from the gesture.Ā
Your lips pulled back from his when Alastor began thrusting into you. His movements were sharp but shallow,Ā not wanting to pull back more than he had to from the warmth of your pussy.Ā Your husband's head fell forward, forehead resting flush against your shoulder. Alastor groaned against your damp skin as your walls clenched tightly around his throbbing cock. All you could do was moan in pleasure as your husband fucked into you perfectly.Ā
"Mine, all mine..." Alastor huffed out before suckling at the base of your neck. You could feel your husband's knot begin to swell inside you as your own release approached rapidly. Apsentmindly, Alastor's thumb dipped between your bodies. He rubbed at your clit expertly as he jackhammered up into you. Your legs tightened around his waist as the coil within your tummy was only moments from snapping. "I'm yours, all yours..."Ā
Your words sent Alastor over the edge. He moaned loudly into your neck as his hips stilled, emptying his load deep inside you. The feeling of your husband cumming inside you was enough to trigger your own orgasm. Alastor hissed as he felt your pussy gush around his cock, squeezing him like a vise. After a few moments, you felt Alastor's knot begin to deflate. Allowing his now softening cock to slip out of your inviting heat. "You truly are just darling. How did I get so lucky?" Alastor chuckled as he lifted his head to gaze into your eyes.Ā
A bashful smile crossed your features as Alastor slowly lowered your thighs from off his waist. Being sure to hold your hips, stabilizing your trembling legs. "Oh, hush! I'm the lucky one." You giggled, untangling your hands from his hair. Allowing your palms to cup his face, pulling him down for a chaste kiss. Alastor kept his eyes open as you kissed, admiring your lovely visage. After a moment, you pulled back, nuzzling your nose into his. "Now, let's get washed up before heading back out there, yeah?"Ā
Alastor and you emerged from the room a little while later. Meeting up with the group from where they gathered in the foyer. Charlie cheerfully waved you and your husband over, and you didn't miss the way Lucifer scowled at Alastor. "We were wondering where you lovebirds wandered off to," Vaggie stated, scooting over on the couch to allow you both to sit. Swiftly, Alastor sat on the sofa before pulling you into his lap. A smile etched into your face as your husband's arms looped around your frame, large palms caressing the tops of your thighs.Ā
You heard Lucifer grumble under his breath from the public display of affection. Your friends, on the other hand, had their jaws on the floor.Ā Alastor rarely showed his physical admiration toward you in front of them. So, to say they were shocked was an understatement.Ā "Told ya they snuck away to fuck! Look at her neck, haha- Husk! You owe me that hundred bucks," Angel blurted out. Laughing his ass off. Heat rushed to your face from your friend's crass words. Alastor, on the other hand, glared at Lucifer. His smile stretched from ear to ear as the ruler of hell fumed.Ā
"Angel-! Husk-?! You made a bet on whether or not Alastor and I would... ah, you fuckers!" Embarrassment flooded your entire being, hands darting up to cover your face. Alastor let out a loud chuckle from your adorable reaction. "No, toots. We're not the fuckers!Ā You're the one who got fucked,Ā aha!" You quickly got up from your spot atop Alastor's lap, storming over to Angel. "Husk, you're next!" You shouted, chasing Angel around the lobby. "Leave me out of this! That dumbass wouldn't shut up until I accepted the bet." Husk grumbled, not entertaining the bullshit.Ā
All the while, Alastor was giving Lucifer a sharp look with that shit-eating grin still illuminating his features. "As you can see, there's no need for you to showĀ my wifeĀ yourĀ little chumĀ below the belt. My darling is more than satisfied in my care!"
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āā ā something new ā ( lhs ) š
ą¹ You and your boyfriend try face riding for the first time ever, his new #favorite position from now on.
pair: jock!heeseung ć
thick gf!reader | warnings: smut, dry grinding, face sitting, shaking, spanking, praise, quick death jokes, heeseung admiring you to the core, trying new things, worried reader, thirsty heeseung ftw, use of safe word | words: 918
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āfuck..ā heeseung groaned, feeling your core grind on top of his clothed erect. ānetflix and chillā, yeah it's clichĆ© and all but it gets the sex drive going. the two of you were watching *** (show/movie name) cuddled up in bed together. you finally had the day off and what better way to spend it than with your precious, handsome boyfriend? always 100% a good time. guaranteed.
āmmh.. ām so wet baby.ā you moaned against his mouth, if anything, after you finished you wanted his lips to be bruised, you wanted everyone to know that he had more than what he needed, you knew your worth. āyou make me so wetā¦ā
watching you ride him always struck a line in him. he was always wanting to try new things with you in the bedroom. you two have been through a series of ānever do againsā āonce in a whilesā and āfucking greatsā, position wise. though, you were always a riding type of girl, you loved how you could feel every inch of him and even have control of him when youāre on top.
āwanā you to ride my face this time, princess.ā he breathed out as you pull away, gently caressing your skin. his hands travelled the curves of your body, all the way down to the hem of your shorts. tugging them down past your thighs.
you tip off of him to take your shorts off fully, feeling him smack your ass as in indicator to do so. āride your face ?..ā you questioned. you werenāt really sure how to ride someoneās face as youāve never tried it before, sitting back down on his waist.
he hummed at your shyness, pulling your bottom up to his chest. āyou donā want to ?ā āwe donā gotta...ā he lazily spoke, not wanting you to feel pressured at all.
āno, no. i mean.. iām definitely down. i just donāt wanna kill you..ā you couldnāt help but worry, you worried about if heād be able to breathe properly while you sat on his pretty face.
āno baby, iād live just to die from this pussy. kill me.ā he joked kissing your thigh. āwanā you to suffocate me..ā his eyes found yours biting his lip. his sight dripped from your eyes, to your lips, then your boobs, and all the way down to your wetness. he could feel the heat from your core on his bare skin.
you felt so lucky to have someone who constantly praised and worshipped you. he made you feel like a queen, which he so rightfully believed you were one. maybe even a lost princess, ready to claim the throne as yours.
and letās not lie, you certainly did find one. which looked something like heeseungās lapā and his face pretty soon.
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āheeseu.. heeseung !ā your hands tugged at the strands of his hair as he licked your slate clean. you were constantly whining. your moans singing a beautiful song to heeseungās ears.
everytime you found yourself lifting up from his mouth you felt him forcefully pulling you back down. devouring you like a lion to itās prey. hearing him groan an āuhnuhnā whenever youād try and lighten the weight you put on his head.
his tongue entered you from time to time, stroking the side of your walls with perfection. ābaby, kiwi..ā you cried, patting the top of his head. when the safe word slid out of your mouth he immediately stopped.
ādid i do something wrong ?ā he rubbed your thighs as you shifted on top of him. the bit of worry leaving him once you hovered back over his thirsty mouth.
āmhm.. jusā wanted to turn around..ā you shakily exhaled, feeling him tighten his grip on your ass before he dove back into you.
ātaste so good baby..ā his hot breath fanned against your sopping core.
you brushed your fingers along his abdomen, pulling his designer briefs down far enough for his bulge to fling out. your hips rotating at just the sight alone.
āhm, no baby, just relax pretty.ā he groaned, nibbling on your bud.
āplease, hee..ā you pleaded, rubbing his length gently.
āno, sit the fuck up.ā he pulled your waist, causing you to lean up straight. a pout adorning your lips.
ābut, youāre so hard baby..ā ālooks so good..ā you grinded against his mouth once his tongue found your insides again. moaning at your neediness for him.
you felt yourself shaking just at the feel of him kissing your dewy cunt. it was so sloppy and passionate. he kissed your pussy like he loved it. and he did. he could do it for hours without complaining.
āshit.. gonna come..ā you breathlessly whined.
āyouāre gonna come, hmm? mama ?ā he smirked against you licking through each fold. he didnāt wanna waste a single drop of you.
āyeah..ā eyes closing shut at the feeling, ready to burst any minute.
āthen do it.ā he teased your clit, spelling out his name on the tip of your swollen bud. giggling as he could hear you falling apart above him.
ācome for me baby.ā
he continued praising you, cheering you on every step of the way. your legs were shaking uncontrollably.
āugh, iām coming.. right now..ā you struggled to even speak, a last stroke of his tongue making your insides tighten. āfuck !ā
your body ālaxed on his. you were breathing heavier than ever. and even felt slight embarrassment for yourself.
āshit princess, you just squirted..ā he caressed your shivering ass; licking his cumstache with a āgood girl.ā
āhmmm...ā
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~Teach Me, Please~
Bsf!JJ Maybank x Innocent!Reader
Warnings: oral(m&f receiving), bit of a handjob, praise kink, spit kink, innocent reader but sheās lowkey in control, reader kinda gets bullied in the beginning but not directly. Not proofread.
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āSheās like their little sister,ā you heard the kook girl you didnāt recognize laugh as she spoke about you, āShe follows them around like a groupie, JJ most of all. Itās like she doesnāt know what to do with what she has, I would be flirting non-stop if I was with him as much as she is. JJ is absolutely delicious.ā
āI think theyāll always be just friends,ā her equally annoying friend giggles, the pair clearly not noticing you behind them or simply not caring, āI mean look at how innocent she is, I doubt she would know how to please him if she had the chance. She has literally never had a boyfriend, she probably has never given head in her life and JJ gets around a lot he has plenty of better options. Hell he probably doesnāt pay enough attention to even notice her raging crush on him anyway. You should definitely go for it tonight, Iāve heard heās good.ā
You huffed, stomping off back towards the couch you had left JJ on. What annoyed you the most wasnāt the shit talking, you knew people talked, especially kooks who somehow had nothing better to do. What hurt was the accuracy. Despite being the same age as your fellow pogues, and knowing JJ and JB since the third grade, you were still very much innocent. Especially when compared to your ragtag group of friends.
You knew they didnāt mind, they all loved you no matter what. Kie helped you as much as she could but it was pointless, you just didnāt know how to be as laid back as them. You had fun and loved to party as much as they did, but you still preferred a nice night in with a movie. And while part of you used to worry you held them back, they made sure you knew you could always come to them. So when you saw JJ wave you back over with a questioning look in his eyes you knew you could ask him to help you with anything.
And your crush on him had totally and absolutely nothing to do with that decision.
āWill you teach me how to give a blowjob?ā You blurt out, dropping onto the couch infront of JJās outstretched arm as though everything was normal. He gagged on the gulp of beer heād just taken before looking to you with wide eyes, trying to decipher if he heard you properly.
āWhatād you jusā say?ā His voice was breathless as he wiped his face of spilt beer, your eyes tracing the droplets that escaped down his neck.
āI want you to teach me how to give good head.ā You stated, stretching the words to make your intentions clear. You watched JJās eyes bounce between your eyes and lips, the gears in his brain working overtime to decide if you were joking or not.
āLike- uh.ā JJ starts, his voice strained while he needlessly wipes his mouth again, spreading his legs on the coach and making room for himself and letting his knee touch yours, āLike on what though.ā He arches his eyebrow to look at you, not wanting to be presumptuous but wanting nothing more than to help you directly.
JJ would be lying if he said he hadnāt thought about you like that a million times. He wanted you, he just never admitted it out loud because he thought you deserved better. He messed around and acted out while you and John B cleaned up after him but over the years he started to notice a distinct difference in his feelings for Jonh B compared to those he had for you. However, he decided long ago he wouldnāt act on any of them unless you did first, he couldnāt risk ruining you because you were just so good.
āOn you Jay, come on donāt make me feel weird about it.ā The whining tone of your voice makes JJ bite his lip, unsure if this was ethical. JB would surely frown upon this and Kie would probably kill him for corrupting you. But he was having a hard time fighting the urge now as you looked up to him with pleading eyes.
āWell I donāt wanna take advantage of you or anything, yāknow?ā He stutters over his words slightly as he fumbles to find anything to say, making you giggle in that way he loves so much. You had never once seen JJ flustered or worried about a girl asking to suck him off and you honestly couldnāt believe it was you who got that honor.
āBut I asked you to show me JJ, I want you to teach me.ā You beg him, turning your body on the couch to face him fully, placing a hand on his exposed bicep.
And his resolve snapped.
He tossed his half full beer can aside as he stood, not caring where it landed. His hand took your own hand, gently but assertively pulling you up with him. He held onto you tightly, not wanting to lose you while weaving through the crowd in the Chateau making the way to the bedroom he made his. You caught sight of the first kook girl in passing, noticing the way she tried to catch JJās eyes only to be ignored. Her face contorted in surprise and disgust while you laughed softly before JJ was yanking you into his room and locking the door behind you both.
āCāmere,ā JJ instructed, waving two fingers towards him. When you turn to him heās facing away from you, grabbing a pillow from the top of his bed and tossing it on the floor at his feet. The bed creeks from his weight flopping onto it, manspreading while watching your slightly shocked and confused face, unable to hide his smile. āCome on, yāwanna learn or not.ā
Your legs carry you to him, anxiously messing with the hem of your dress now that you can make out the bulge in his shorts. āAre you sure you want to do this?ā His voice draws your gaze back to his and you can see the excitement whirling behind his blue eyes dropping you to your knees carefully, leaning into the comfort of his pillow.
āThanks for the pillow,ā You whisper, locking eyes with him from between his legs, āI didnāt know guys did that, Iāve never seen it in the porn I watch.ā
āYou watch porn?! Oh my god this keeps gettinā better.ā JJ groans with a smile, knocking his head back and letting you watch his adamās apple bob, āIāve never done it before, I just didnāt want you to bruise your knees.ā
āGood to know Iām special.ā You laugh awkwardly, wiggling with excited and nervous energy where you leant before him. He released an airy laugh above you, looking down at you again, his pupils dilated.
āYou have no idea,ā JJās voice was breathless and his words caught in his throat slightly, āDo you wanna get started on our lesson Princess?ā JJ asked teasingly, running his fingers down your warm cheek, stopping to lift your head up by your chin. You nodded, shell shocked as you stare up at him unable to force your mouth to form words.
āI need you to tell me,ā He whispered, leaning forward slowly until his lips ghost against yours, āIf Iām going to finally corrupt you I need you to ask Cupcake.ā Your eyes fluttered shut, taking in his scent as your heart rapped against your ribcage.
āI want you Jayā¦.T-to teach me, please.ā Your eyes flick open just in time to catch a wicked grin spread across his face before your cheeks were cupped in his warm palms, tugging your lips into his in a heated kiss. Your sighs mingle together, finally exploring what you both silently desired for so long. His tongue danced across your bottom lip asking for entrance as you gasped letting his tongue fight yours, forcing a moan from you that vibrated against his lips. He pulled away slowly, spit connecting you for a second before youāre licking your lips subconsciously. JJ observes your furrowed eyebrows and the redness flooding over your skin as your eyes stay closed in obvious pleasure.
āStill with me Gorgeous?ā JJ asks, tapping your cheeks lightly, smiling excitedly as he watches you look up at him. His painfully hard erection rubbed against the zipper of his shorts as he adjusts his hips. Leaning back and resting his weight on his forearms, his crotch looming in front of you, your wide eyes telling him you have no clue how to start this. āPut your hands on my knees,ā He instructs, shivering under your touch when you listen immediately, your cool hands resting against his steadily warming skin, āGood girl, now I want you to slowly move them up, like youāre not sure you want to take my pants off yet, tease me yāknow?ā
Your breath hitches at his praise, and he notices. You whimper as you try and follow his instructions drifting your hands across his broad thighs and letting your fingers tease under the fabric of his shorts, āYou like being my good girl donāt you?ā He asks, his voice teasing only slightly, his breathy voice making your thighs clench, rubbing them together desperate for friction.
āYes, I do,ā His eyes immediately catch onto the movement of your thighs, biting his lip while he watches you wiggle in front of him. He twitches in his shorts at the thought of you getting off to his pleasure, moaning loudly when he takes your hand in his pressing your palm directly into his bulge. Using his larger hand to move yours to perfectly cup around him and uses your palm moving it against his shaft as he swallows, desperately trying to collect himself.
āK-keep doing that until youāre ready,ā He sighs, letting you continue at your own pace, moving his hand up to your hair to fix it, not wanting it to fall into your face as he watched your features for signs of distress, āWhen you want to unbuckle my belt and-ā He gasps cutting off his sentence when your fingers immediately jump to hastily undo his belt. Your shaking hands struggle for a few awkward seconds before youāre tugging his shorts down his thighs exposing his black boxers. JJ lifts his hips to let you discard his shorts fully, tossing them aside as you stare into his eyes triumphantly, āGood girl.ā
Your wide smile as your hands tease their way back up his naked thighs just as he taught you has him reeling, practically shaking with excitement. āYou like being praised, donāt you Mama?ā He asks, tugging his lip between his teeth when your fingers find his cock again. He tugs your hand upward, moaning when he presses your hand into his tip, stopping your movements entirely until you respond.
āYes Jay.ā You whine, your tone impatient as you wiggle your hand under his, making him release a breathy moan laced with a laugh as he releases your hand, letting it continue itās excited exploration of him. Your free hand started to sneak itās way up his body, making him jolt forward as your cold hand found itās way into his shirt.
āWho do you wanna learn this for?ā JJ blurts out, not entirely wanting to hear the answer as he tugs his shirt over his head impatiently. Closing his eyes as your nails dig their way back down his chest, part of him wondering how you knew heād like that.
āMyself.ā JJ feels the smile grow back on his face, relief flooding his body as he opens his eyes, locking onto your wide gaze looking up to him expectantly. You want his instructions, and he wants to draw this out.
āSo thereās no one in that precious mind of yours right now?ā He asks, letting his eyes fall down your face, gazing at your wet lips before eyeing your cleavage and wiggling hips. Trying to suppress that part of him that wants you to stay here like this forever.
āWell,ā You giggle, palming him through his boxers just over his tip, loving the way his head falls back with a moan when you apply more pressure, āRight now I have you on my mind Jay.ā
āFuck, you have no idea what that does to me,ā He smiles towards the ceiling, imagining all the times he came in his hand to this exact scenario, āI thought you were too good for me, whyād ya ask me?ā
āSome girls at the party were talking about me, calling me your groupie and saying I wouldnāt know what to do with you if you ever gave me the chance, and I really wanted a chance.ā You sigh, drifting your hand down his toned abs to tease the elastic of his underwear, letting it snap against his skin as your excited eyes find his again.
āOh Princess,ā he cooed caressing your cheek, āYou have always had the chance. You were the first girl I ever imagined doing this for me.ā His eyes went wide when he realized what he had said, almost backtracking before you interrupted him to speak.
āGood, because I canāt imagine anyone else teaching me, I trust you, I want it to be you.ā You state simply, locking your eyes in his gaze and taking not of the hitch in his breath. In a spurt of confidence youāre tugging his boxers down his thighs, eyeing his thick, throbbing cock as it bounces free, eyes meeting his again in a beg, āTell me what to do Jay.ā
āFirst give the tip a kiss Baby,ā You do as your told, touching your lips against his hot, red tip as it leaks precum onto your lips, āMmm, fuck now get your tongue nice and wet and lick up the middle, when it feels right slide my tip against your tongue nāsuck on it like those Cherry suckers youāre always beginā me for.ā
You laugh, suddenly feeling more and more confident as you watch him come undone above you. āIs that what you want Jay? Or are you goinā easy on me?ā
āIf you think you can take me in one go do it Princess, but donāt think Iām pressuring you,ā He sighed, watching your tongue wet the side of his pulsing cock, āI want you to go at the pace youāre comfortable with.ā
You smile up at him as you separate from him, letting spit coat your tongue before moving to lick up the prominent vein popping out of the other side of his cock. He groans above you, subconsciously moving his hips closer to your mouth in uncontrollable excitement. As your lips caress against his red, leaking tip you slowly let spit drip from your lips onto him, watching as it drips down him and pools in the bit of trimmed hair at his base. His eyes pop from his head when you bring your hand up to spread your saliva over him, pumping your hand slowly and twisting it like youād seen in videos. You watched his furrowed eyebrows, buying yourself time to work up enough spit in your mouth to take him fully. His lips tug into his teeth as his hips stutter upward into your hand.
āWhere did you learn to do that?ā JJ gasps, stuttering and twitching in your wet hand.
āPorn.ā Your sickly sweet voice has him moaning and tugging at your hair, forcing youāre eyes up to his.
āYouāre so fucking perfect.ā He states before slamming his lips into yours, moving you back by your hair wrapped around his fist. You gape up at him wide mouthed, your hand speeding up when his eyes bounce between your open, drooling mouth and your blown out eyes as though asking for permission. You nod your head to him, not sure what he wanted to do but okay with it nonetheless. His free hand jumped to your chin, tugging your mouth open wider before leaning down and spitting directly onto your tongue. Rolling your eyes into the back of your head as you moan you shiver in front of him at the feeling of his spit mixing with yours, unknowingly helping you in your previous goal.
JJ chuckles at your reaction, moaning slightly when your hand speeds up again. You savior the feeling of his spit in your mouth for a second, your eyes latching onto his as you smile wickedly. JJ only takes a secondās pause before his eyed widen watching your mouth dip lower, his fingers subconsciously tightening in your hair, moving his other to grip the bed and ground himself. Breath fills your lungs from your nose, prepping yourself before teasing his tip with your tongue for only a second before you slowly slide him into your mouth. His hips jolt forward subconsciously, shuddering breathlessly when your eyes meet his over your lashes again. JJ curses under his breath, watching you take almost every inch of him in one go, sliding your head down his shaft, resting your hand at his base when you canāt fit anymore.
JJ moans loudly when you swallow around him, jerking his hips into you desperately trying to control himself, āIām sorry, Iām sorry,ā you cut him off quickly, shoving your head as far down as you can go, feeling his tip twitching in the back of your throat as you gag around him. You pop your head up, dragging your tongue against the underside of his shaft, moaning at his taste and sending vibrations through him. You suckle on his tip, preparing yourself as you gasp for breath around him. You start to bob your head up and down him, swirling your tongue as you go dropping low enough to feel his pubes tickle your cheeks, his hands moving to the back of your head to tug your hair into his fingers.
āYouāre a natural,ā JJ sighs, āFeel like imma cum already Gorgeous, fuck.ā Gazing up at him you watch his eyes try and stay open, try to maintain eye contact until they flutter shut when the tip of your tongue grazes his ballsack unintentionally. JJ subconsciously pushes your head down, pulling a moan from you as he groans into his bitten lip, hooded eyes watching you intently now as he tugs you off of him with a pop. His hand stays in your hair, his eyes watching the way your spit dribbles down your chin, mixing with your lipstick and contrasting the black mascara running down you cheeks.
āI want you to try something, but only if youāre comfortable okay?ā You nod to him desperately, ignoring the fact that your hairās probably a mess in his hand, āFlatten out your tongue fāme,ā His voice was demanding but soft still, a side of him you had never seen before beginning to come forward, āYea, good girl just like that,ā He says as he watches you stick your tongue out for him, spit dripping down the middle and directly onto is erect cock, āNow lean down and suck on my balls Sweetheart.ā Your eyes went wide watching how he bobbed infront of your face. āIf you donāt want to that-ā
A shiver runs down his spine and directly into his rock hard cock when your warm tongue drags against his heavy sack before you suck one into your mouth, his hand tugs into your hair harder instinctively as he shudders. His shaft twitches against your face, your tongue swirlly against his salty flesh, tugging off him with a pop. You look up to him, makeup dyed spit dripping off your chin and down your chest, āLike that?ā
āYes yes just like that,ā He gasps, desperation laced in his tone, immediately making you drop your head back. Sucking his other tight ball into your mouth, swirling your tongue while he shakes you slowly move your hand that was supporting your weight on his knee under your dress, circling your clothed clit with two fingers. Moaning around him as your eyes flutter shut feeling the wet patch seeping through your underwear.
āOpen your eyes and look at me,ā JJ growls when he catches your hands movement, his hand caress your face gently contrasting his hard tone. Despite wanting to listen your eyes stay shut as you speed up your fingers movement, āThought you said you liked being a good girl, now listen to me.ā
Letting your eyes flicker open you feel your cheeks heating up even more when you catch his gaze. His blue eyes only egg you on further, your fingers speeding up subconsciously while he stares at you with a smile. Breathing through your nose you continue your mouths exploration of him, popping your mouth off of his flesh only to immediately suck his tip into your mouth again. JJās hand tugs your hair into a ponytail as you bob your mouth on him, his tip hitting your throat each time making you gag and moan on him. The vibrations of your noises make his hips jolt uncontrollably, his body and dick twitching together as your spit pools on his groin and slips down his thighs.
He releases a loud needy groan when you force your mouth off him, his hand falling from your hair and clutching the blanket below him, mumbling incoherently while trying to ask why you stopped. He whines loudly gasping and gripping the bed so hard his knuckles turn white when you drag your wet tongue from the middle of his ballsack directly to his tip. Moaning when he twitched against your face, sucking him into your mouth while you eye his adamās apple bobbing. Sensing he was close you stop your fingers with a whine around him, moving in order to move your hands to support yourself on his knees as you suck your cheeks in. You drag your mouth down his shaft and JJ whimpers, shoving his hand into your hair and tugging as he cums down your throat, filling your mouth as you moan.
āFuck Iām so sorry, I didnāt have time to warn you, do you needāta spit?ā He asks, trying to ignore the tingle running down his spine at the sight of his cum dribbling past your lips.
āItās okay,ā You state simply licking your lips clean, the sweet tone in your voice not changing despite the more than inappropriate circumstances, āYour cum tastes so good Jay, look I swallowed it already.ā You stick your tongue out to him, showing what little residue remains as he groans above you again.
āIf you need anymore lessons, you can always, and i mean always, come to Papa Jay.ā His breathless voice makes you laugh as you hop up to sit next to him on the bed.
āDo you wanna take my virginity too.ā The burst of confidence making him cum gave you almost wears off at the look of shock that grows onto JJās face.
āDamn Mama, you are so fucking bold tonight, you have no clue how many times I have imagined you asking me that.ā He smiles at you, his large ring clad hand gripping your thigh as it sits beside him, āWanna tell me how long you have been fantasizing about your best friend poppinā your cherry?ā
āForever.ā
āMmmhmm, thatās what I wanted to hear.ā JJ groans, pulling your thighs apart and shoving you backwards letting your dress ride up. He rolls over you, settling over you where you lay on his bed, framing your face with his arms. āI think itās your turn right now though donāt you?ā Shivers run down your spine at his tone, subconsciously trying to rub your thighs together earning a teasing laugh from JJ. You brace yourself on his waste, tugging him closer to you as his lips crash into yours, tongues immediately starting to fight for dominance only for him to win with a groan.
āWe should save your first time until thereās not a dozen people right outside the door.ā Lowering his voice to a whisper as he lightly digs his hips into you, āAnd I think we need to have a conversation before weā¦.move forward.ā Letting his lips graze your neck as he keeps going he smiles at your gasps of appreciation, āBut donāt think I donāt really, really want to right now.ā
JJās teeth tug at the spaghetti strap string of your dress as he crawls lower down your body, letting it snap back against your skin with a sigh, āYouāre so fucking gorgeous, so perfect I canāt even look at you sometimes.ā The warm feeling of his tongue against your collar bone has you bucking against him desperately, hissing when his teeth nip at the exposed flesh of your breast.
āI love when you wear this dress,ā JJ moans against your skin, his head falling low enough to push his face into your chest for a few seconds, wiggling it around dramatically, making you laugh before be continues his decent, āI donāt wanna take it off.ā He groans, biting at your flesh through the fabric.
āThen donāt.ā You say breathlessly, smiling down to him as you tangle your fingers into his hair. He smiles back to you, quickly pushing himself down the bed the rest of the way so he was face to face with your exposed thighs. With a quick flick of his wrists he flips the hem of your dress up, exposing your damp matching underwear.
āYou matched your underwear to your outfit? Thatās so cute.ā JJ groans, dipping his head to bite at the flesh of your thigh as his hands slowly work their way up your thighs. He pulls back, watching intently as he slips his fingers past the lace hem of your underwear, tugging them down as you lift your hips to help. You watch him as he tosses your underwear behind him, his eyes meeting yours for a second seeking consent as he shoves your thighs further apart, putting you completely on display for him. JJ licks his lips as he eyes you, moving his hands slowly under and around your thighs resting them on his shoulders before shoving your hips down with his large palms. He groans loudly as he bites into the flesh of your thigh beside him, slowly licking his way to your center and leaving a wet trail behind.
His hands hold your hips down hard as they jolt upward with your moan and laughs into you happily. Eyeing the way your head falls back, your chest rising and fallen he quickly speeds up his tongues pursuit of your clit. Watching you as one hand hangs above your head and the other plays with his hair, JJ canāt think of anything that looks better.
āOh my god,ā You yell, the feeling of his tongue flattening against you, slowly licking back and forth over your clit before quickly sucking it into his mouth. You scream a moan at the sensation, tugging at JJās hair aggressively not caring if anyone outside the door can hear your pleasure. āDo that again Jay.ā JJās lips pop off of you into a smile, his lips glistening with your release before he drops his head back into you. Flicking his tongue aggressively against you as he licks up your slit, groaning at the feeling of your nails against his scalp when he sucks your clit into his mouth again. JJ can feel himself growing hard against the blanket at your taste, your shaking legs egging him on as your release quickly approaches.
The feeling of JJās tongue prodding at your entrance as you clench on nothing has the tightening feeling in your abdomen worsening, making you whine and wiggle your hips subconsciously. The grip of JJās hands on your hip tightens, his nails digging into your flesh as he grinds himself into the mattress at your excitement. He plunges his tongue into you, collecting your juices on his tongue with a desperate groan, his eyes flickering shut as he moves to flick his tongue against your puffy clit again. JJ pulls back quickly making you whine and tug at his hair, trying to shove him back into you and forcing a wicked laugh from him as he spits directly onto you and dives back in. You shudder when he starts to lap against you wildly, your hips jolting and your back arching, your hands tugs on his hair harder as you cum, the almost painful band in your abdomen breaking in a euphoric release. Moaning so loudly you know for sure anyone close enough to the door could hear but you didnāt care as you came undone on your best friendās tongue, breath shaking as your body twitches.
JJās tongue slows, pushing himself up to get a better look at your post orgasm face, your eyes unfocused and your mouth open in gasping breaths. He slowly crawls up your body, smiling in your face and you smile back at him the best your can, he groans at the sight of your sweaty cheeks, your hair sticking to your forehead as he smash his lips into you. The taste of yourself lingers on his tongue as you both moan into each other.
āāāāāā
I might wanna do a part 2 of this for their first time, would anyone be interested in that?
Another Lesson? (Coming Soon)
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Them after especially rough ykyk
Slytherin boys x reader (hcanons, aged up to 18 years old)
Warnings: soft smut, 16+ Iād say (?), on my shit again after a long time Iām sorry, no Draco and idc if heās the original slytherin boy, go on Wattpad if you want Draco bc thereās enough of him on there /jk but not rlly
Theodore Nott:
youād be incredibly flushed afterwards, panting and still holding onto the sheets for dear life
your eyes closed, lips swollen and slightly hanging open, trying to get yourself down from your high
heād immediately hover over you (still undressed, only in boxers), both his arms on your side to support himself
āfucked you a little too good, didnāt I?ā, heād cockily ask and heād just gently stroke your flushed cheeks with his thumb
you would counter, but your throat felt too hoarse from all the obscene noises he had coaxed out of you
ācāmon letās get you cleaned up, you did so well for meā/āyou are always so good for me, my perfect girlā heād praise you, knowing you would let him do it all over again just for him to call you his good girl
Tom Riddle:
with Tom itās never soft, bu when you have a especially rough session with him, it is rough
afterwards youād most likely still be tied up by your wrists, or facing downward with your face on a pillow, insides feeling twisted and hypersensitive
you would barely be able to move and especially your legs would be quivering if you tried to get up
Tom definitely knows when youāve reached your limits, but sometimes he actively pushes those to remind you of your place, you are there for his pleasure
He isnāt the praise type, but heād quietly clean up and allow you to cuddle him, but only if he felt completely fulfilled
Matthew Riddle:
usually itās a mix of rough and soft with him, but both of you need those rough sessions sometimes for a complete stress release
afterwards heād worship you from top to bottom, leaving soft kisses from your jaw to your stomach
heād rub over all the hickeys he left, the bruised spots and your plump (fuvked out) lips of course
while stroking your hair he would tell you how much he loved you and how amazing it was with you
heād help you get up and go to the shower, having a soft make out session in there of course, and afterwards do whatever you wanted
mostly itād just be cuddling or talking
Blaise Zabini:
knowing that you didnāt use your safe word, heād still ask if you were alright
after making sure, and checking up on you heād make you sit up and sip some water (somehow heād always insists that)
āyou think you can handle one more?ā, heād jokingly ask to make you smile after having made you (s)cream
heād want to discuss what went well and what could be improved upon, to fuck you even better next time
although that sounds like a joke, he means it fully
when you tell him that he couldnāt possibly make you feel better, or how good he is, he just smirks, knowing no one could do what he does
Lorenzo Berkshire:
heād totally tease you so much, especially if you begged for him to go rougher
āI knew my princess liked it roughā/ājust needed someone to fuck you into your place didnāt youā/ālook at you, all fucked out like some slut, and enjoying it tooā
of course heād make sure you were alright too, asking whether he went too hard
āitās hard to control myself when it comes to you yāknowā, heād seductively murmur in his deep voice, while caressing your body
after being especially rough, he would want to be the perfect boyfriend the entire week, attending to your every wish; basically golden retriever behavior
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reader flirting with some random guy for toji to fuck her senseless ššššš really mean and sadistic toji with a really submissive reader
sorry for tbe filth im ltierally dying i want that man so bad
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ā¹ ššØš§ššš§šš¬: hard dom! Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - rough sex - Daddy kink - choking - spitting - impact play; spanking - degradation (bitch, cumslut, fuckhole, slut, whore) - minimal praise - missionary + backshots/leapfrog positions - dumbification - pinching - pet names (baby, good girl, mama) - Toji is a bit mean here - mention of blood and drool.
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Toji didnāt like what he was seeing.Ā
You knew better, yet you still misbehaved.Ā
Your boyfriend sees you from across the pub, mingling with some random guy at the bar top. You were smiling and laughing at the dudeās jokes, prompting the man to treat you to some drinks. To say that the display left a sour taste in Tojiās mouth would be an understatement, especially with how you would place your hands on the chumpās arm or lean into him to rest your head. How brazen of you.Ā
Oh, but what really sealed the deal for him would be the occasional glances youād throw his way. Your eyes honed on him briefly with a mischievous smile to complete the look before you went to your business ā you knew what you were doing. And it made the older manās brow twitch, rich green eyes observing your every move.
Just wait tilā we get home, brat. Thatās all he can think of as you deliberately flaunt your autonomy. Because the moment you have your purposeful fun and return to Tojiās side, ready to go home, he takes you without a word. He doesnāt have to say anything, letting what will happen once you step inside the house speak for itself.Ā
āāAhhch!! Fuhucck!! Harder, Daddy, harderā¦!ā
Have you ever been choked while being fucked into like a toy? Thatās the treatment youāre receiving as you lie on the bed, Tojiās tough, calloused hands wrapped around your throat to restrict your breathing while he pistons his cock into you with inhumane force.Ā
āHarder, they say,ā he chuckles. āWho told you can boss me āround, huh?ā His hold on your throat gets tighter, and the limitation of air becomes hard to avoid while turning you on even more with the clamp of your walls around his fat dick. āYou got some nerve, actinā like a real fuckinā slut tonight, huh?ā
The snap of his hips makes it difficult to respond to him appropriately, his girth stretching your insides so euphorically, and the scrape of your g-spot has you shaking. Fuck, it felt so fucking good, so rewarding to be used like this!
āHahhā¦ToājiiāEhhck!!ā
āWrong name, whore.ā His eyes narrowed, hands getting tighter and tighter that his fingernails pierced your skin, the pain adding to the suffocation.
Your watery orbs roll to the top of your head as dizziness creeps in. āDadādyy, Iā¦canāt breaā¦ā your lips agape, trying to gather whatever air you can.Ā
Toji sees your open mouth, and with a wicked snicker, he spits into it. Your eyes widen instantly, but Toji uses one hand to squeeze your cheeks roughly. āSwallow,ā he demands with a dark glint in his eyes. Thereās a bit of a struggle, yet he senses you gulp his saliva down from the bob of your throat, and a shiver crawls down his spine when you show your clean mouth. āThatās a good girlā¦ā
Donāt get blinded easily because he is not finished with you yet.Ā
Heāll have your back faced to him, face down to the sheets, and butt up for him to plow. His hands keep your lower half to him at all times, rutting his pelvis so hard to your wet cunt that it rocks you against the mattress. Your asscheeks rebound with every smack of his hips, taking your breath away.Ā
āOoooh, hoooh, mmaahhh!ā There is no way you could even make out a proper sentence, Toji grinding into your soapy slit has you shrieking from his cockhead grazing those sweet spots your could never reach.Ā
Unbeknownst to you, the older man surprises you with a hard slap to your ass. The action pulls you out of your daze for a split second to scream, and your vagina inherently contracts onto his length. He hisses, āHssshhiit, baby, fuckinā grippinā on me and making so much damn noise like a bitch in heat...Hey, Iām talkinā to you.ā Another smack to your butt for not responding to him, prompting a rushed wail to leave your lips. āHeh, damn slut, canāt even talk to me; all youāre thinking about is my dick, right?ā He slowly pulls his cock back to hear your whining, a salacious grin grows by the inch when he snaps the limb back inside your warmth, and you grip the sheets. āMmmph, fuck, this pussy is too crazyā¦ā
Another slap to your butt makes you tremble and twitch, peering over your shoulder to look at the man behind you. Jesus, he looked so hot the way he was drilling his dick into you. The sounds of skin slapping against each other brings the room to life. āāFuuahh, haahnn, Daddyyyā¦!ā
The raven-haired man notices you observing him, chuckling before placing a hand on your head to smoosh it back down to the sheets. āWho the fuck told ya to look over here?ā He strikes your ass once more, his fingertips stinging crescents into your hot skin.Ā He's so rough with you that you know there will be blood from those scratches.
The weight of his hand on your head feels so strong, unable to move as his entire brawny frame has you submit to his bow. āDaddyyyy, ohh fuuuck,ā you mewl for him to hear. āIt shfeels sho gāoodā¦!ā God, you sound so fucking stupid. Your brain dissolves into mush, and your body corrupted by his powerful dominance. āGod, it shāo gooood! Give me more, pleaseee!!āĀ
āThere they go asking for more, fuckinā fuckhole,ā he groans under his breath, grinding his pelvis to your chasm to listen to your sweet begs for pleasure. āEasy there, mama; Iāll give ya what ya want...Hgghhā¦You wanna cum for Daddy again, right?ā
Drool streams down from your lips to stain the sheets beneath. āYesshhh, yes pleaseeeā¦! Ohhh!ā He slaps and pinches your asscheeks again; Good Lord, his strikes were not meant for the weak.Ā
āThen stay still, look all pretty, and keep wringinā me out like the cumslut you are, got it?ā You babble more sounds of agreement, thoughtless on whether they are actual words. You amuse him to remove his hand from your head and back to your hips, propelling you to stick to him again as his hips strike your ass with a hungry vigor.
āThatās my girlā¦ā
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Ateez as Boyfriends [Explicit Ver.]
yet another collab with loren @eightmakesonebraincell. idk what this is but it's smut and it's a filthfest in here sooo MDNI!!
lmao when we think about it now we don't even know how we came to write this (speed write it more like) but this has collected dust in the drafts for a good while anddd it's our first time writing smut like this (minus my woo fic) so here we are :') Enjoy!
Hongjoong
eye fucks you
literally when he is in the mood he will let his eyes scan you ever so slowly
tease.
i just think that most of the times youāll be in the studio
and studio sex calls for you in his lap to get his attention
while his attention remains undivided on his pc
until you grind-
one wrong move and youāre done for
if he doesnāt want you to break his focus at that moment, heās probably gonna growl and bite your shoulder with the promise of whatās about to come
and threaten you with things he would do to you once he is free
however, if you've succeeded?
immediately on to you
lips everywhere and anywhere on your body
tongue in your mouth
i feel like even if he tries to go slow, heās the type to lose control in the middle of it
and go super intense and heated
loves it when his hands are on your hips and controlling your movement
the type to wedge his thigh between your legs as you make outĀ
and watch you become a mess as you grind on it
or when youāre sitting on him, heāll hook your legs over his to stop you from closing them
heāll finger you until youāre squirming in his lap
punish you for distracting him and being a bad girl
neck kisses heās gonna leave pretty marks all over you
will praise the f outta you (not me censoring this.)Ā
will probably move around a lot during sex
like one moment youāre in his lap
next youāre on the couch, heās on top of you
until you switch
and then he has you standing up and suddenly youāre pinned against the wall
will not miss a chance to go down on you
knows exactly how to make you cry
and i mean cry.
laughs against your throbbing core and the vibrations oh goodness
absolutely loves the feeling of your fingers gripping his hair in desperation
nips you everywhere
and when youāre finally begging him to give you what you want, thatās when heāll let you have some moment of control
probably curses in pleasure
loves watching you on top of him but makes sure you know whoās in control (him)
heās gonna spice things up when youāre reaching climax
i think i said he knows how to make you cry so go ahead and imagine
will overstimulate you before he wraps things up hehe
i just feel like his fingers on your clit right before you come and itās 10x more intense
would love to come inside you when he can ;)
hongjoong would also probably record the audio of your moans during sex and when you climax (with consent ofc)
and on nights when heās missing you heāll play it through his headphones and touch himself wishing you were here
takes such good care of you when youāre done like you joke that heās suddenly worried if youāre okay when he fucked you like thereās no tomorrow-
but really heās all prepared heās immediately making sure you have what you need- water, cuddles, round 2, you name it
will kiss your forehead as he assures you youāre his muse, the love of his life and all that sweet stuff :ā)
you whine that you feel all sticky and gross
he definitely has an abundance of tissues and wet wipes in his studio
when people ask him why he has so many he tells them itās for yknow cleaning
if you guys are back home in the shower though?
omg he is so soft and all about the romance
makes you feel so so loved
holds you in his arms for the longest time
or youāre in the middle of doing something and he grabs your wrist
and pulls you towards him with the biggest smile on his face
hands on your hips as he sways you around
and you just know that look in his eyes means heās in the mood and heās going to make this a memorable night for both of you
youāll hook your arms around his neck and sway to the music that is in your heads
guided by his movements
he tells you what heās feeling. no filters
and you appreciate that so much about him
would definitely have a post-sex playlist that heās made with like slow candle-lit dinner vibes
plays it with a speaker in the bathroom as he presses long and lazy kisses against you
basically a very love-driven makeout session :((
hehe but he most definitely nibbles all over the marks heās left on you with a sense of achievement
loves when you wear one of his shirts over just your panties as you go to bed together
itās the possessiveness in him iām telling you
heās quick to fall asleep but you can see a faint smile on his lips as you caress his head or his face
and you tell him all the reasons you love him
you can swear his hold on you tightens even though he is fast asleep
and youāre going to wake up with him looking at you like youāre the most beautiful thing he has ever laid eyes on :((Ā
even tho you look like an absolute mess in the morning-
Seonghwa
tongue.
man has a mouth on him like have you seen his lips?
the prettiest lips in ateezĀ
and his tongue????
he is the best kisser in ateez fight me
he knows how deadly his tongue is
and heās going to use that to his advantage
makeout sessions are gonna be next level with him
and when his tongue goes elsewhere-
like when he kisses your neck?
or anywhere for that matter??
you literally cannot breath
itās like itās turning him on too
makes the dirtiest noises you betĀ
he loves the feeling of your thighs clenching around him because it means that youāre close
he praises you and tells you that you have the prettiest moans
loves that youāre making those sounds just for him
heāll enjoy overstimulating you
he coos and tells you to give him one more orgasm baby as he digs his fingers knuckle-deep into you
he knows your body so well
he can tell exactly when youāre about to come
like, heāll say ācome for meā because he knows thatās what tips you over the edge
and then when heās satisfied with how many times youāve come for him
thatās when he gets started
when you guys are fucking there are two different moods
sometimes he likes to take it slow and worship your body
pepper kisses all over your face and anywhere he can reach
presses his body against yours like he has to be touching every part of your exposed skin
drags his length in and out of you slowly so he can feel every inch of you
will latch his lips onto yours and explore your mouth with his tongue
likes to hold your hand :ā((( i love him so much
other times itās hot and fast and needy
his hands roam all over your body and through your hair
rolls your nipples between his fingers to make your back archĀ
moans into the kisses
bites your lower lip
either lets you run your hands wherever you want or pins them to whatever surface youāre on
you fist the sheets beneath you or grip his shoulders
he grunts and pants in between praises of how tight you are and how good you feel
before heās coming hard into you
iām convinced that when hwa comes his eyes roll back and he lets out the deepest moan
itās so filthy his expression alone can make you reach your climax honestly
his warmth fills you up (pls use a condom irl)
and when he pulls out, the sight of his cum leaking out of you has him half-hardening again
he loves to see how heās ruined you
and you best bet heāll help clean you up-
with his mouth
heāll hold your legs apart as you writhe from sensitivity
as soon as you both come down from your orgasms, itās like all the dom has left his body
he literally becomes the softest when heās doing aftercare like his touch is suddenly delicate and heās holding you like youāre fragile
āsir, iām pretty sure youāve left bruises on my body but okayā
āah, did i? shall i kiss them so they get better?ā
and you grin bc youāre lovestruck
and he feels so proud that he made you smile bc that means youāre okay
literally every second sentence that comes out of his mouth will be praise
that you did so well for him
that youāre so beautiful
that youāre all that he could ever ask for
<33333
peppers soft kisses on your face and kisses your knuckles
brings you sth warm to drink and cuddles you all night
i feel like heās the type to love feeling skin on skin when cuddling
especially after having sex
he just has his boxers on and you just have your panties on
and he loves to hold you close to him and just feel you next to him in such an intimate way :ā(((
he canāt keep his hands off you but itās completely innocent
traces little patterns and shapes on your back
splays his hand over your tummy
rests a hand over your chest bc he likes to feel your heartbeat
and he does it unconsciously too, even during pillow talk
you two can talk for hours about anything and everything deep into the night
it doesnāt even matter what the pillow talk is about all you two want is to hear each otherās voices
imagine hwaās post-sex husky deep voice akjfldsg
but you two talk and cuddle for so long neither of you even realise when youāve fallen asleep
in the morning he wakes up before you but he stays cuddling you until you wake up so that heās the first thing you see <33
thereāll be lots of lazy kisses before he gets up to make you a cute breakfast
Yunho
eye fucks you pt 2
literally the way he just watches you at times
like heās drinking in the sight of you
before he kisses you heās going to cup your face and look at you for the longest time
and you can see a thousand undecipherable emotions in his eyes
hesitates a bit before he kisses you but once youāre into it heās a changed man
idk about you but i feel like his tongue can do wonders
i just think heās a natural at this he kisses you like heās been doing it forever and will never get tired of itĀ
makeout turns heated pretty quick and one thing leads to another-
will be vocal during sex too like
he needs to hear you say some stuff before you proceed
he needs to hear your voice to confirm youāre feeling good
heās pretty much driven on that
he aims to please you.Ā
his hands. need i say more?
he drives you crazy with his hands alone
even when theyāre cupping your face or like holding you behind your neck
you love his hands in your hair
you love it when you feel his big hands anywhere on your body for that matter
especially when theyāre gripping your thighs
and his long fingers omg
just a brush of them in the inside of your thigh or near your core and youāre done for
makes you a writhing mess before he will even touch you
will also pin you on nearest surfacesĀ
and lets his mouth and thighs do the rest
probably loves when you ride his thigh too as he makes out with you
to the point you almost come on that alone
he just loves when you want to be in control but he restrains you
and you gladly let him
will at times let you dom him
but he just thinks that youāre cute for trying
really, heās watching all smug, watching you on top of him, waiting until heās had enough
and then heās flipped you
heās pinned you to the bed and he dwarfs you grrrĀ
ānow itās my turnā
if you think cuddling while lovemaking is a soft trait? make it hard for yunho
like heās just burying his nose in the crook of your neck while he pumps into you
spoons you from behind as he rubs his length against your ass
or kissing your temple or head and moaning against you
and oh goodness his weight on you when heās on top of you i-
will mumble praise into your ear
āyouāre so fucking wet babyā hdsjhjkdfhg
āyou feel so goodā
and youāll def praise him in return he loves that
not afraid to experiment with you
and heās always just so supportive of your wants and needs
heās also fully capable of driving you insane like he can be a little shit sometimes-
his hand around your throat.
his hand being able to wrap around both of your wrists
loves to pin your wrists above your head
when heās approaching his orgasm heāll see what you need
probably loves it when you come together
and heāll pump all that inside you he wonāt stop
will remain inside for a good few moments until he pulls out
and then it's just another round of teasing each other as he takes care of you
ācan we shower together now?ā but you know it will lead to shower sex
āwill you let me spoon you after i clean you up?ā
āonly if i donāt find your dick hardening against my ass in the middle of the night, yunhoā
the teasing is just ramped up honestly
you two flick soap suds at each other
he smacks your ass and it startles you and you slip a little in the shower
he makes sure to catch you but you smack his chest as revenge even though you two are giggling
when you step out of the shower heāll throw your towel over your head so it covers your face
the man runs out of the bathroom before you can throw the towel back at him
heās just streaking through the house naked at this point
it takes a while for you two to calm down enough to actually get into bed
but thereās definitely another hour or two of very handsy teasing
mostly from him as you giggle at his antics
and lots of hypothetical discussions about things you guys could try out next time
but also not hypothetically because he would totally be down lol
heāll be like āokay but what if we restrained your wrists to the shower curtain bar, do you think itād break?ā
and you say you can try next time but if it does break heās paying not you
youāre just both a laughing mess in each otherās arms as you fall asleep
Yeosang
vanilla guy
he can move his tongue 180 degrees do you all know what use he can make of that?
heās either super shy super shy~ or heās gonna be the demon that we all know he is
his kisses range from shy to heated and rushed
like when heās shy heās all smiles and cautious touchesĀ
but you can literally taste it when heās desperate
because his body language changes significantly
suddenly heās the most confident
kinda feel like lingerie really turns him on
like whenever you wear something lacy or revealing
his length is already hardening before he knows it
sometimes he tries to hide it
other times he comes right up to you and growls into your ear that he needs you right now
his favourite place to do it might be in the bed
he just wants to make sure youāre comfortable first and foremost
and i feel like heās a switch
he has his dom days he has his sub days too
sometimes he just needs you to lead and he loves watching you when you take the lead
he lets you do whatever you want to him
like heāll watch as you unbutton your shirt and slip off your bra
and when you lean down to take off his pants
heāll let you kiss him and touch him however you like
but when you start teasing him?
i feel like he has a switch that goes off and bam heās now in dom mode
and heās suddenly flipped positions and heās like āiāve had enough sweetheartā
and heās banging into you with no remorse
and you swear his beautiful deep voice does something to you makes you feral is what it does
tucks your hair out of the way as he pumps his length into you
holds your face :( heās so precious grrrrr
swipes his thumb across your lower lip
daring you to try something like-
heās a tease he knows what game youāre playing
and if you try to capture his thumb between your teeth heās gonna be like ānuh-uh not so quickā
like he can be the sub and still be in charge how beautiful is that
bonus points if you make him laugh or make him shy during sex
you love to see it when you praise him and he gets all flustered
but boi does he know how to make you lose your shit too
esp when heās in control and just running his hands all over your body
tracing all your curves as he drinks in the sight and praises you so. much.
as if he isnāt a walking sculpture himself :ā)
loves watching your little reaction and catches on real quick
like if you writhe under him when he kisses your sweet spot? heās gonna be all smug and you bet the night has gotten longer
because he will spend his sweet time there
and when heās fingering you or eating you out he will do everything to get the best reactions out of you
aftercare is 90 percent him fussing over youĀ
even though you reassure him that youāre okay from under the mountain of blankets heās piled over you
he literally treats you like a queen
also because he wants to give you everything that you might even potentially need
so he like
brings you a whole platter of warm tea, water, energy drinks, salty snacks, packets of lollies, chocolates, you name it
will also ask if you need painkillers or anything
you better give that man his aftercare too he deserves it
you slip him bits of chocolate or snacksĀ
sometimes after heās had one of those days where heās radiated dom energy or heās teased you a lot
you bring it up with him and wiggle your eyebrows
like āso iām your good girl, huhā
and he gets so flustered and shy and does his little giggle
but you never tease him too much, because you know that he can start to doubt himself or feel insecure
so you always make sure to tell him how good and perfect he is no matter what he does
he deserves all the love in the world <3
so after you let him fuss over you for a while you sort of just, fling up the side of your blanket and say
āget in hereā
and he has such a cute bright smile as he burrows underneath the covers with you
sometimes he spoons you
but more often than not
you spoon him
and he feels so safe and loved whenever you hug him like that :ā(
you love to run your fingers through his long locks because his hair feels super soft
but also because you can almost hear the purr that comes out of yeosang when you do it
heās a precious baby :(
San
a switch nobody can convince us otherwise
he can be a hard dom
manhandles you, like have you seen the way he is with woo??
holds your jaw to make you look at him
or he gets up close and crowds your personal space
passes you the dirtiest looks
will stare at you for the longest time just to see what your reaction will be
loves it when you get flustered and shyĀ
doesnāt care if youāre in public his touches will look casual to others
but youāve memorised what his hand placement means
like when his hand on your waist slowly lowers to your hip, you know itās gonna be a long night
teases you during sex, like heāll lightly drag his fingers around your upper thighs and on your lower stomach but never touching your core
and heāll ask you what do you want
he wants you to be vocal and beg for him to touch you
and when you do heāll rip away your clothes and go down on you like heās starved
he unbuttons your clothes and unclasps your bra with one hand and that alone makes you so wet
fondles your breasts with one hand while he circles your clit with the other
he latches his mouth onto your neck and collarbones and sucks on your nipples
has your back arching from all the different sensations all at once
but heās also the subbiest sub to exist
like can you imagine him whimpering underneath you
this time heās the one begging
he begs to touch you
and he begs for you to touch him, kiss him, anything
he doesnāt care if there are people in the next room or if they can hear him
he just needs to be inside of you
man always does it like itās his first time taking youĀ
like youāre blown by how much he can enjoy this every time it just gives you that confidence boost too
and heās big on praise as well
loves being loud during sexĀ
makes the unholiest noises-
makes the most intense eye contact and if you dare shy away from him?
ālook at me when iām looking at youā
jksdhgjghjghksgh
^thatās your reaction btwĀ
his kisses become more messy as things escalate and he just
he wishes he could kiss you everywhere all at once
switches positions so many times but mostly because he needs to feel closer to you in every aspect
might have a thing for putting your legs over his shoulders as he pumps into you
will make you scream without a doubt
like his aim is to make you see stars and boi do you get lost
so you also love to return the favour
and heās not all that hard to please all you have to do is push the right buttons and say the right things
but you prolong the process on purpose
because you too enjoy seeing him break under you
itās just that he makes you feel so good about yourselfĀ
he makes you feel like youāre everything heās ever wanted and then some
will make you come on his fingers
and then lick them clean-
will make you come on his dick next
and break right after he canāt handle you becoming a mess on him
collapses next to you and laughs in disbelief because how good was that?
takes a few moments to gather himself, all the while caressing your skinĀ
and kissing you- the softest kisses
before he gets up and takes care of you
and heās so so good at that
heās cleaning you up, making sure youāre hydrated, helping you into bed and then the cuddlefest starts
lies against the pillows and then shifts you so that youāre basically half-lying on top of him
he loves when you rest your head on his chest, an arm and a leg slung over the top of him too
(half the reason he works out his shoulders and chest is so that you have more pillow surface area hehe)
in these moments he wishes he has three hands
one to hold you against him
one to caress and run through your hair
and one more to hold your hand with :(
he just has to settle for alternating between the three
and all the while he is just constantly. pressing. kisses. against the crown of your head
āi love youā
āi love you too, sanā
and not even twenty seconds later
āi love you so muchā
āi love you so much too, sanā
repeatedly confesses his love to you because itās true he loves you so much itās crazy
and when he can hear the sleep starting to cling to your voice, heāll wish you goodnight
with many more kisses to go along with it <33
he doesnāt let go of you once during the night
Mingi
have you seen his hip rolls-
okay from the start
9/10 times it starts with you cuddling
itās all good and nice and fluffy and youāre watching something or just scrollingĀ
he just likes to be in physical contact with you in any way
one of you is mindlessly touching the other- very casual at first
casual kiss on your bare shoulder or you kissing his jaw or knuckles
until one of you is in the mood and starts touching the other with purpose
and wait until the other starts squirming visibly
if youāre in his lap? youāre gonna feel it before he can even tell you
and you turn around all smug
but he doesnāt give you time to react because he will kiss you
heās also prob really big on makeouts
he just loves the feel of his lips on yours as if theyāre made for each other
or his tongue inside your mouth and the way you move under him while he kisses you
will have a good proper makeout session before you proceed
his hands will literally travel everywhere
plays with your breasts as he kisses you
also he will kiss every inch of you
and when he goes down on you?
he knows his nose brushing against your clit is your undoing
and he takes advantage of it
the tip of his nose glistening undoes something in you-
will basically make out with your clit
and make you come multiple times on his fingers and tongue before he gives you what you want
those hands squeezing your hips along with that really donāt help-
eats you out like a man starved
but before that
heās also the type to get his own fair share of oral
and you would love to please him as well
you want that
you love it when he rolls his hips, clutching your hair, whether his cock is in your mouth or inside you
and when youāre having sex even tho he gives dom energy, he likes you on top
heās just gonna be holding your hips and making you bounce on him
heās gonna slow it down, make it bouncy ;)Ā
your hands on his chest
heās gonna watch you with those eyes
and groan a lot it fuels you
it drives him crazy when you snake a hand down to your front to circle your own clit
and when you climax and collapse against his chest, heāll hold you steady against his chest and grip your ass
will plant his feet against the bed so that he can pump up into you
i feel like he can be pretty filthy in the best way
like he likes it messy
he wants to make you a mess in every sense
he will spill inside you all over you and be proud of it and look at the mess like itās a work of art
and the air smells of sweat, sex and love <3
will probably prompt another round-
if he lets you have your way first, heās def going to have his way in the second round
and that could entail a lot of things
but at some point, itās definitely gonna be him pinning your wrists down on the bed with one hand
while his own thighs holds your open
and he makes you see stars with his fingers alone
and at some point
itās going to be him pounding relentlessly into you, a hand on your back pinning you down to the bed
and the second round is always so much more intense
you think youāre spent? he knows exactly how to get you riled up again
but he knows when youāre tired and done even when you say you want more
so he just turns very soft all of a sudden and kisses you like a boy having his first kiss
because heās so in love with you :((Ā
and then heās gonna tell you what you mean to him
heās gonna make you look at him as he tells you how beautiful you are and how you mean the whole world to him
sometimes he sees doubt in your eyes but he wonāt go away until he clears it
and then youāre both giggling and heās looking around wondering what to do
āthe towels first, please,ā you giggle again and he hops off the bed, laughing to himself
probably drags you in the shower with him too and teases you a lot there
so much that sometimes you have another round there-
always so fun with him innit
but he makes sure youāre fed, hydrated, clean and content before he joins you in bed and the cuddlefest starts
human pillow i said what i said
and heāll caress your hair or skin as he tells you about something that happened at work or you rant about something that annoyed you today
and he jokes and teases you and you slap his chest and heās suddenly a laughing mess and youāre joiningĀ
and then at some point, you both fall asleep in each otherās arms <3
Wooyoung
omega vibes.
a bratty sub
and wooyoung literally ousts himself as having a degrading kink
not his heart fluttering when hongjoong bossed him around
he likes to tease you and frustrate you all day
a quick smirk here
a sneaky touch thereĀ
feel like wooyoung would also make you wear vibrating panties or put a remote-controlled vibrator in you
will turn the vibration up at the worst times
like when youāre talking to someone or when itās super quiet
heāll give you the cheekiest grin from across the room
especially when a noise accidentally slips out of you
he loves watching you awkwardly fumble and pretend you didnāt just moan
sometimes in the bedroom when heās pressing the vibrator against your clit, heāll pull away at the last second just before you reach your orgasm
and heāll be like oops sorry :))
until the sexual tension makes you snap
he lets you flip him over or pin him against the wall as you kiss his lips swollen and mark his neck until itās bruised
and you can feel how smug he is
he loves when you show him his place
and when you mark him with hickeys
youāll push him onto the bed
and sometimes you tie his wrists together
heās such a brat you canāt help but try and tame him even when you know itās hopeless
so you just give up midway and heās all smug and laughing and youāre like okay have your way then
itās just very fun with him never a boring moment
and feels like a game of who has more control (youāve got equal points)(youāre both in negative)
you bet he keeps a record of that
also he gets turned on at the strangest of times
youāre cleaning and he saw you bend down to get that dust? heās turned on
you almost tripped and made the cutest face afterwards and he teases you but you glare at him? heās turned on
but the same goes for you
all he has to do is roll his sleeves and display his delicious veiny arms while he cooks
and youāre a whining mess
he knows it
we all love wooyoung in the kitchen
speaking of the kitchen-
no one would eat the food he makes if they knew how many times heās fucked you on the countertop lol
but he fucks you on every surface he can so-
he loves going down on you mostly because of the noises you make when heās eating you out
and he knows exactly what move of his tongue or lips against your core earns what noise
he knows you have a thing for his nose digging into your clit tooĀ
so heās gonna make the most of it ;)Ā
will let your thighs squeeze him as he makes out with your clit
but when he pushes them apart? the veins on his arms pop and you canāt help but run your fingers all over themĀ
his arms are just such a work of art
and then heās trailing kisses up your body and kissing you as if heās short on breath
also has a thing for fisting your hair when you go down on himĀ
and oh goodness does he make the most pretty sounds youāve ever heard
basically the two of you live to rile the other up no matter what way it is <3
when heās finally inside you, heās either taking full control or just letting you do whatever you want thereās no in-between
mostly itās the latter because he loves to see you ride him
but just because youāre on top of him doesnāt mean youāve got full control. he makes sure you know that
because he is going to pound into you from under you and make you see stars <3
aftercare is something ingrained in him
itās like he gets all his energy back just to take care of you :((Ā
heās fussing over you, not letting you move before he cleans you up and makes you drink or eat something
he has to give the green light for you and at this point, you let him
because who wouldnāt enjoy a fussy woo??
and then heās like āletās shower together ;) ā and youāre like
āah. is that what all of this was for?ā
not complaining though
but the best part about showering together isnāt another round- thatās rare
you simply love it when youāre washing each other up
he loves when you shampoo his hair and massage his scalp
and he rubs the knots out of your neck or arms or thighs
wherever you might be feeling sore from your escapades lol
thereās still a couple of teasing remarks and wandering hands here and there
but he makes sure youāre all warm and dry before he tucks you into bed or wraps you in a huge fluffy blanket on the couch
heāll insist that you do nothing while he cooks up a small meal for you two because if you two hadnāt become distracted during the process of making dinner, then you two are hungry from the energy youāve expended LOL
and when heās made sure youāre absolutely full heāll cuddle you until you both succumb to food coma
Jongho
we all know heās not physically affectionate
but boi does it look like heās been doing this all his life
big on foreplay
gets you all hot and bothered first with the way his fingers run over your arms or your thighs
gentle squeezes in between or like something muttered in your ear
until you canāt take it anymore and you make the first move
slow kisses are his things like he loves the intimacy when youāre just making out like you have all the time in the world
and heās shy at first def, will laugh and joke between kisses just so he can get super comfortable
before he turns into a monster
peppers kisses all over your face :(Ā
has a knack for making you feel like youāre the most precious thing in this world
to him you are <3
has a thing for necks
will kiss your neck and your sweet spot until it turns red
probably nibble on it too heād love to see you marked by him
will trail kisses all the way down
will play with your breasts for the longest time as well
just teasing you and making a mess out of you
before he lets his fingers touch you down there and find you already soaked
and god does it give him an ego boost
anddd thatās where things get interesting
watches your every move when he touches you down thereĀ
and has a shit-eating grin on his face throughoutĀ
(which you love youāre not even gonna complain)
heās gonna make you come multiple times on his fingers thatās a given
he loves to watch you move under him and will probably have a hand on your stomach to brace you and refrain your movements
which drives you so fucking crazy
youāre going to beg for him before he ever lets his cock near you
and when heās ready for that, heāll make it so agonisingly slow
will 100 percent grip your thighs as he spreads them apart and just let you feel him against you
before he enters you
he takes a moment to relish in the feeling of your tight walls against him- he can never get enough of that
will pump slowly into you first before it becomes rushed and then-
uses his strength to manhandle you into the position that he wants
heāll hook his arms under your knees and pound you against the wall pls i need holy water stat
in your bedroom, in your living room, in the shower
omg when he gets all sweaty
and his muscles are glistening as they ripple with his movements lol
dom.
growls in your ears
smacks your ass 100 percent.Ā
it drives him crazy to feel you trembling against him
or the way your nails dig into his shoulders and drag down his back as he fucks you
he thrives on the sounds you make to the point youād almost think heās getting off on that alone
if you come before him, he wonāt stop pounding into you until he does
and boi does he still have some stamina left
but you have all the time in the world so heāll take it slow again
build it up
make you want him again before he touches you
and it just keeps getting more heated, more interesting as the night gets darker
will make sure youāre not overwhelmed though, he really doesnāt want you to feel weird at any point of it all
he wants what you want, to the point you sometimes have to beg him to tell him what he wants
because heās always focused on pleasuring you and you want to return the favour too
so on the rare occasions that he does let you take the reins, you make it a night he wonāt forget ;)
by the time youāre done youāre so tired but this man still has some stamina
so he takes you to the shower with him and washes you up :( <3
dries your hair for you too :(Ā
youāre so sleepy by now but heāll carry you to bed :(
and then you cuddle and make jokes until you fall asleep feeling the most content ever
and even though jongho is starting to feel tired too, he fights to stay awake just so that he can cherish the feeling of you in his arms for just a little longer
presses soft little kisses on your forehead and down the tip of your nose and over your cheeks and along your jaw
heās so soft please
when he really canāt hold off sleep any longer heāll tuck you closer under his chin before he drifts off too with a smile on his face
has the audacity to giggle at you with his gummy smile when he sees you hobbling the next day because youāre kinda sore
but heāll be at your beck and call for anything you need the rest of the day <3
#idk who wrote this i dont recognise her#ateez x reader#ateez smut#ateez scenarios#ateez imagines#hongjoong x reader#hongjoong smut#seonghwa x reader#seonghwa smut#yunho x reader#yunho smut#yeosang x reader#yeosang smut#san x reader#choi san smut#mingi x reader#mingi smut#wooyoung x reader#wooyoung smut#jongho x reader#jongho smut#ateez hard hours
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Your Knight in Shining Armor
Kinktober 2024 Day 1: Whump Yandere Male Royal x Male Reader AND (separately) Yandere Male Dragon Hybrid x Male Reader CW: Painful noncon, blowjobs, minor physical abuse, verbal abuse, homophobia, internalized homophobia, bullying, kidnapping, minor character death, implied minor character murder, non-human genitalia, emotional trauma, angst, hurt with little comfort, humiliation, degradation, shame, a lot of crying, general yandere behavior, possessive yandere, whump, Dead Dove: DO NOT EAT Word Count: 3.5k (I decided to make my own list of kinks/scenarios for kinktober. I am only posting every other day and not everything is a full fic, though there are several full fics in the mix. This has been a labor of love for you my beautiful readers, please enjoy!)
The Prince of Thornhollow, Percival, was pampered and spoiled by his royal upbringing. He seemed to have been almost blessed. Not just by birth but also in ability. In contests with his knights, he was always the victor, and in his hunts, he had always been successful. The skill he possessed only served to grow his sense of superiority.
He also delighted in cruelty. All of this was unleashed upon castle servants. Since you were his personal servant, you suffered the most abuse by far. The prince tripped you, made fun of you, ridiculed you for the smallest things, and smacked you around whenever he was upset.
A few times he forced you to jerk him off and look at him while you licked the cum from his cock. He loved the humiliation in your eyes.
"You should beĀ thankingĀ me for letting you taste the royal seed with your peasant mouth."
It wasn't a suggestion. You had to thank him. He berated you afterward for being a girl and liking dick. It was an open secret that you fancied other men, and it was a favorite subject for Percival to pick at.
Sadly his sexual abuse didnāt end there. One time, when he was drunk on wine and you had been cleaning his chambers, he suddenly pinned you against the wall and kissed you roughly on the mouth. Sloppy and uncoordinated, you could taste the wine.
You flinched from his touch, sure that it was a cruel joke. And even if it wasn't your first kiss, you should have been from someone you loved, not someone you feared.
Percival grabbed your wrists to stop your squirming.
"Stop fighting, slut."
His words were harsh but his voice had a certain softness that you were not accustomed to from him. It was obviously the alcohol.
"You're gay, I'm an attractive man, IĀ knowĀ you want this."
You yelped as he spun you around and grinded against your ass. You had no choice but to comply with his every whim... he was royalty. He nuzzled your neck and cooed into your ear.
"You're shaking so much, I bet your trembles will feel so good from inside you."
Percival pulled your pants down, followed by his. He took a gob of precum from his cock and massaged it into your hole.
"I bet you can't believe your luck, having theĀ princeĀ do this to you."
He slid a finger into you, followed by another. You wept silently as he squirmed inside your ass to stretch you out.
"I'm not a gayĀ freakĀ like you, this is just your reward for being such a good servant all these years. You deserve it."
The prince sucked and kissed your neck as he slowly pierced you with his cock.
You gasped for breath as the pain made you speechless. You would have fallen to the ground had Percival not been propping you up with his strong hands. There was a resounding smack as his nuts hit your ass with every thrust. You tried to squirm free, instinct overriding the attempt to obey a superior, but Percival wrapped his arms around you tightly.
"Just try to relax. You'llĀ loveĀ it. I know you'll love my cock."
He nibbled on your ear and trailed kisses down your neck.
"Stop crying, you're being really ungrateful... it's starting to annoy me..."
He began going at a crueler pace in his frustration. He felt between your legs and you were barely even hard. He thought you'd love this, there were prevalent rumors that several knights had used you as a convenient cumdump and he was obviously better than they were. Of course, you were a virgin, and the prince was robbing you of your first time in the most brutal fashion.
After filling you with his cum he let you slump to the floor as he sneered.
He was still drunk, but his orgasm brought a bit of clarity, letting his elitism and internalized homophobia bubble back to the surface where it mingled with his disappointment and insecurity at the fact that sex with him wasn't enjoyable for you.
He was too ignorant to know that much better lube and stretching needed to be used while you were more relaxed. Percival wiped himself off with a rag and then threw it at you with a look of disgust.
"Clean yourself up, then get the hell out and don't let anyone know, or I'll cut out your tongue."
You wiped the cum and blood from you quickly and staggered to your feet before hobbling away while sniffling. He didn't do anything like that again, not even force you to suck him, but he did treat you worse for weeks.
His disposition finally went back to his normal level of disdain when he finally got his new set of enchanted armor. It was white and black, with silver and gold filigree. It became your most important set of tasks, fetching, polishing, and putting away his armor as well as helping him into it. Though even when it was perfectly polished, it was not unheard of for you to get a minor thrashing at the hands of the prince.
The life you had was pretty miserable. Even though the prince acted as a tyrant to his personal servant, you, he protected his and the crownās image. It helped that the royal family's policies and skills at governing resulted in a fairly content lower class. Percival, especially, was beloved by many. The handsome prince with his blood red hair and muscular physique. He was quite charming and had drawn the affection of many noble ladies. This meant you couldn't find an escape or even speak badly about the prince because you would surely be ratted out.
So you went about tending to the prince as best you could and just hoping that he wasn't in a foul mood at any given time. But the prince wasn't the only thing you had to worry about.
There was a dragon-man hybrid, Rinvir, that had been attracted by a certain shiny gleam. He found that it was the valuable armor of the prince.
Of course, it may be good to have someone tend to the armor sometimes. Maybe they could polish other treasures for him. When he watched you shine the armor, he couldn't help but think how nice it would be to have your delicate human hands tend to his "sword" too. And maybe how good it would feel "sheathed" inside of you.
Rinvir wouldn't just mate with a human for such a flimsy reason, so he stalked you and the prince. Whenever he was hunting with you as his assistant, whenever you were in the training fields helping him put on his armor, whenever you were alone and tending to your outdoor duties.
He hated the prince but fell deeply in love with you. You were so kind and soft-spoken, so diligent with your work no matter what the task.
Rinvir wanted you even more than the immensely valuable armor. He still wanted the armor in his hoard, though, too. It would spite the prince nicely.
The dragon-man waited until a lovely clear day when you were just about to help Percival into his armor. He was screaming at you to hurry up as you were struggling with its immense weight. Rinvir swooped down and snatched you right up, armor and all. A flash of shiny blue scales was all the prince saw before you were gone. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment before collecting himself.
"But... that one was... mine..."
He had to have yo-, no, his... armor back. It was so valuable and had been forged partly by magical means. Luckily, his father, the king, agreed. It was an insult to their rule to let such a slight go unpunished.
Dragon-men were strong, but the prince had a good number under his command, his own talents, and the magic of the court wizard backing him up. He'd have his precious peasant back by any means! And this time, he'd not let silly shit like fear of rumors and homophobia stop him from holding you close in bed while rearranging your guts.
Oh, uh... and he'd have his fancy enchanted armor back... that was what he was really worried about... the armor... yeah...
Meanwhile, at the formerly abandoned lakeside temple that Rinvir called home, you were crying. A giant man with shaggy unkempt hair, huge blue wings, horns, and scales up and down his arms and legs had just made off with you. Surely he would eat you or kill you for sport.
"Shhh, calm down, delicate thing."
He took you to his underground treasure room and put the armor on a stand then gave his undivided attention to you.
"You're my newĀ favoriteĀ treasure!"
He nuzzled into your neck and licked your cheek, causing you to shudder.
"I-I'm not a treasure... j-just take me back home!"
He laughed. That wasn't happening.
"And go back to that abusive royal? Not a chance. You're gonna be my mate."
At first, you were borderline hostile. Then you were extremely reluctant. But as the days and weeks turned into months, you became more and more amicable to your self-appointed boyfriend. Rinvir did so much for you. He set up a little garden so you could enjoy outside time because you always looked at peace during your brief moments in the palace gardens.
He caught food for you. Though you did have to prepare it, he was no chef. But you had to prepare fresh meat on the prince's hunts all the time. But now you got to cook it how you preferred and Rinvir left you the best bits.
When you were sore, he gave the best massages.
When you slept, he held you tight to provide warmth.
When it came to sex Rinvir was a patient and gentle lover. So far, you had only pleased him with your mouth and hands, and he had returned the favor. His cock was thick and slimy but you actually enjoyed how it felt in your hands and the taste wasnāt bad either. He never pressured you into anything and was content with letting you explore what you liked at your own pace.
He really was your savior. Your dragon in shining scales.
It had been three months. Three agonizing months without his manservant. His beloved. His father had ordered him to give up the search because at this point, it was getting costly, and the prince had matters of state that needed attending. They could always make new armor and still investigate in smaller numbers if there were solid leads about the dragon.
That wasn't acceptable to Percival. His servant was probably dead or, at the very least, being tortured by a beast. It had been so long, and there were no guarantees that you were still alive. Percival had to have closure and revenge. Even if you were alive, he'd need revenge for having to endure without you, and you had surely missed him. If you were still hanging on you probably felt abandoned.
His father wouldn't budge. And when, in desperation, Percival had told him he valued and needed your friendship, his father had laughed him out of the throne room.
Unfortunately for you, his father came down with a sudden case of "died in the middle of the night." It was assumed he had succumbed to his advanced age, though that wasnāt the case.
King Percival redoubled the efforts into finding that thief of a dragon. It took an extra month after his ascension to the throne, but he had discovered rumors of a shimmering blue dragon-man. Percival spared no expense. Took no chances. He surrounded the entire area with well over 100 troops and had hired an additional two mercenary mages to work alongside the court wizard. They had used great magic to keep the approach silent.
It was the middle of the night when they made their move. Rinvir heard them approach and woke you up quickly.
"I think the prince found us! There's a lot of them. I can't believe they got so close without me noticing!"
He held you in his arms and planned to fly off with you through the temple's tower window.
You were too frightened to speak, but you had confidence in Rinvir's ability to get you to safety.
Rinvir spread his wings and leapt from the window. But a beam of light made by the combined magic of the King's sorcerers pulled the two of you to the ground.
Percival's heart leapt at the sight of you. He could scarcely believe you were still alive. This was amazing. He'd take you back, marry you at once, keep you safe, and heal you from whatever trauma this brute subjected you to.
"SLOWLY!!!Ā He has my betrothed!!"
Yes, he was quickly paralyzed with powerful magic, and you were pried from his grasp.
Your knightly king would have you soon. Percival would make up for every bad word he ever uttered to you, for every humiliation, for hurting you the first time the two of you had made love because he had assumed you were more experienced.
He felt silly for having brought a small army when all he had needed were a few powerful magic users. They brought you to him, and he hoisted you into one of the wagons that had been brought to take back the dragon's treasures.
Percival removed his replacement armor and pulled you right into his lap. You had been shocked into silence with everything having moved so fast. One moment, you were snuggled up with Rinvir, your love, and suddenly, you found yourself in the lap of the man who made you hate life. Who's touch made you want to vomit.
You tried to shake him off and escape his hold.
"M-my Rinvir... I got to see Rinvir..."
"Who? That glorified lizard? Has he brainwashed you!? They say the best way to break such magic is with the touch of a loved one."
His hands were all over you as he peppered you with small kisses.
"Forget that monster, you're safe now, I promise."
"Y-you don't understand! I love him! Please let us go!"
He held you tightly with one arm as he began stripping you down with the other.
"I know just the thing to break this bewitchment."
Percival figured even if you weren't under the power of a spell that giving you his cock and making you feel good would still help you get over your overgrown lizard. The king kept you on his lap but turned you to face him. He swallowed up all of your protests with a deep hungry kiss, his tongue rolling around your mouth as it invaded you.
You started thrashing more as his finger grazed your hole. He held you tight as he leaned over and grabbed a vial from a box underneath his seat. He had this wagon prepared for your rescue if it was successful.
āPlease don't. J-just let me go back...ā
He put the contents on his fingers and massaged them diligently into your hole, slowly adding more digits until you could handle four of them with ease. Then he slicked up his large cock.
"Don't worry. This will be so much better than last time. I'll be the only man you ever think of after this."
His mouth attended to your neck as he slid into you slowly, going at a slow pace and making sure he hit a spot in you with each thrust that made you shudder and keen.
Percival had to admit that it was his fault your first time was awful. But he had consulted books since then. If he had been this attentive the first time, he could have been bedding you for a long time. You wept silently as your body betrayed you entirely, Percival assumed that the pleasure was just too much for you. You came intensely, spurting cum all over his hard abs and chest.
He went faster, still careful to go at a pace that wouldn't hurt you, as he chased his own climax. Being inside you finally and seeing your face as it was so ruined by pleasure sent him over the edge, and he filled your bowels with his semen.
"See!? Isn't that so much better? We can do it all the time now! I forgot to tell you! I'm the king!!!"
He held you close, burying your face in his pecs as he rubbed your back.
"If anyone gives us shit for being gay I'll cut their tongue out."
Percival was worried because you kept shaking and sobbing, but when you cried about wanting to go back to Rinvir, his attitude went icy. He peeled you off of his dick and cleaned you up roughly but then sat you across from him.
He had to remind himself that you had suffered great trauma, and it would likely take time to heal since it clearly wasn't a mere spell that had been laid upon you. He had to remain kind to you because it wasn't your fault, and a king shouldn't treat his betrothed too harshly.
Besides, he still had to make up for all the torture he put you through.
But he was not known for his patience. As the weeks passed, he grew increasingly irritable and could no longer handle your ceaseless whingeing about Rinvir.
Percival arranged for you to meet the piece of trash.
He took you down to the dungeon where you saw Rinvir. He was encased in a solid block of some type of enchanted glass or maybe even magical ice, completely unable to move. You fell to your knees and pressed your hands to the surface of the material as you cried his name. You hadn't seen him since you were ripped from his arms, you hadn't even known whether or not he survived!
"He's still alive, you know?"
Percival leaned down and spoke softly into your ear.
"I was going to have him displayed in the throne room, but that would have been too cruel to you, and I do love you so."
The depraved king applied a special lube to his fingers. One that was guaranteed to make you cum hard.
"He can see and hearĀ everything.Ā Since you cry for him so much in my presence, it is only fair that he hears how I make you moan and cry in pleasure."
You were crying so desperately that Percival's words hardly registered at all. Only when he pulled down your leggings did you realize his intent. You squirmed and writhed as he put the lube in you, feeling a strange heat inside you as he rubbed it in.
He gripped your hips and lined up with your hole, your crying face looking down shamefully to avoid seeing Rinvir as Percival took you.
His cock kissed that spot inside you and instantly you started moaning. It was like he was pumping a surge of ecstasy into you with every thrust. Though tears fell to the cold dungeon floor as he fucked into you, you couldn't help arching your back and moving against every thrust in an effort to feel it more deeply.
It was something you had never done before while Percival "made love" to you.
Percival greatly increased the pace. He wanted Rinvir to hear the smack every single time he drove into you, wanted you to hear the squelch from the precum and lube as he pressed into you, and most of all wanted him to hear all the pretty little gasps and moans HIS fiancƩ was making that HE had caused.
Percival's throbbing cock spilled rope after rope of semen into you, causing you to practically collapse to the floor in a riot of bliss as you came. You buried your head in your arms in humiliation and guilt. Your loving king angled your head up and forced you to look at Rinvir.
"It probably hurts him a great deal to see you like this, don't you think? From now on, anytime you mention his name, I am going to bring you down here and breed you right in front of him."
Percival sneered evilly at Rinvir. He knew from your defeated expression that he had won. The king kissed and comforted you as he picked you up to take you to bed. You had a long day, and tomorrow there was a wedding to start planning... now that you were over your ex...
He left the mess that had pooled out of you right where it had fallen. Rinvir could look at all the cum he had put into you for a while as a reminder of what Percival did to those who wouldĀ dareĀ take what was his.
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singlemom!reader x neighbor!Sukuna. You and Sukuna have been dancing around each other for weeks, and when you tell him you've found another apartment for you and your daughter, he decides he's had enough.
cw: smut, breeding kink(heavy emphasis), Sukuna is a bad dude but you know that already. Your daughter's nickname is Bug but she's given no official birth name.
Sometimes, Sukuna remembered how much he felt like he would die if he didn't touch you back when he first met you. Now, he wanted to go back in time and punch himself in the fucking face because that him, that him did not know what it meant to suffer.
The past few weeks since the birthday party where he felt like you had finally, finally seen him had been the worst, but somehow best, weeks of Sukuna's life. On the surface, not much had changed. You still were crashing at his place, he continued to take on more and more caretaker duties with your daughter and the two of you were continuing this dance where you participated in the outline of what a relationship between the two of you could be but for some reason, you still seemed hesitant to embrace it completely.
Sukuna could be patient, he had been patient, but the fact that you two still weren't together when he was positive now it was what you both wanted, it was driving him insane.
You looked at him more than you did before and sometimes he would catch these quick glimpses of a desire that burned him, that made him want to show you just how much he had been wanting you. How he was never going to want anyone but you. But then, he would look again and you were back to feeding your daughter or cleaning a dish and just continuing with this facade where you were just crashing temporarily at his place.
Sukuna could feel the tension tighten across his back and shoulders as the three of you finished dinner. Your daughter was telling a story about something her and her "Uncle Uuji" had gotten up to when Sukuna's brother had been babysitting that afternoon, and you were smiling and giving the right "oohs" and "aahs" when you had looked over at him.
You looked so content and happy that Sukuna felt his shoulders relax in response. The waiting was killing him, but he reminded himself it was worth it, he was so close he could almost taste it. Soon, he wouldn't need to hold himself back and he could hold your hand and kiss you anytime he wanted, while his daughter monopolized the dinner conversation. You were both so clearly meant to be his and if he needed to give you some more time so you were comfortable, then he would give you more time.
Feeling at peace with his decision, Sukuna took the lead on bedtime duty that night. He read your daughter a story-"Do the voices 'kuna!" "I am doing the voices, kid"- and then tucked her in. He pressed a kiss to her forehead as she was struggled to keep her eyes open.
"Night, Bug."
"Night, 'kuna."
Sukuna finished tucking her in while you watched from the doorway. He was about to leave when the little girl grabbed his wrist.
"Love you."
Sukuna felt something catch in his throat and all the sudden he was a scared kid again holding a little Yuuji to his chest so the roaches that were all over the floor of their apartment didn't touch him. A fierce protectiveness lit up his chest and he promised to himself, for not the first time, that his little girl would never know experience any of that. It had taken him years to get Yuuji out of there, and Bug had already lived a few years without him, but she was home now and it was clear she knew that too.
"Love you too, Bug." He couldn't resist pressing one more kiss to your daughter's forehead but the kid was out like a light already. You moved aside so Sukuna could close the door, which he did very gently.
"Took her long enough tonight, huh? I think I'll still be able to recite 'Goodnight Moon' when her grandkids ask for it."
You don't smile and he knows you're aware he's joking about the time. There's a reason you're co-owning story time now, Sukuna isn't developing his voice actor repertoire for nothing.
He goes to put his hand on your shoulder but you move back a little as if you're trying to avoid his touch. Now he's concerned.
"You okay?"
You shake your head and gesture your head towards the living room. Sukuna follows, not appreciating the uncertainty he's feeling at your strange mood.
When you get to the living room, you hesitate and take a seat on the armchair. Usually, you only use it when you're reading or doing something on your laptop. Whenever you're together, you always share the couch with Sukuna and he notes the decision to distance yourself with distaste. He's sure the wariness shows on his face as he goes to sit on the side of the couch closest to you.
"Alright, what is it?"
You bite your lip and he's about to ask again, with less patience ,when you take a deep breath and begin. Your eyes trained down on your lap.
"I found an apartment for me and Bug. It's close to the daycare and it's a little smaller than we're used to, but it will work for now. A friend helped me find it and there isn't even a creepy landlord! I'm going to sign the lease Monday and we should be able to move in next weekend. So, I just wanted to thank you for everything."
Sukuna thinks he's stopped breathing and he feels a wave of anger so intense he can taste iron against the back of his teeth.
"You're leaving?"
You take another deep breath and nod while Sukuna's world continues to fall apart.
"I think it's time. You know, I appreciate everything you've done for me and bug. The past few months have been amazing and we never would have gotten through them without you."
Sukuna doesn't have it in him to let the pause you leave sit there long. "I keep telling you, you don't have to thank me. It's really fine. I like having you here."
You look down at your fingers where he sees it looks like you've been picking at them. He gets a bad feeling, worse than what he was already feeling.
"I know and that's-it's really nice, really."
"Great."
"But, I think it's starting to get confusing."
"Confusing? What's confusing?"
You go on, ignorant to, or ignoring the rage that's rising in him.
"It's just, when we were at that party a few weeks ago and everyone kept asking about us and if we were together, and about our situation, it's obvious that what we're doing isn't normal."
"Not normal, how?" Sukuna prompts and he's going to snap if you keep refusing to even look at him.
"You don't just crash with your neighbor for months on end because your apartment flooded. They don't help you with chores and spend all your time together. Neighbors don't babysit your daughter-"
"I like spending time with your daughter, that's not a favor I'm doing for either of you," Sukuna finally snaps, annoyed that the special moment he'd shared with Bug earlier was being overshadowed by you denying the relationship he'd been so careful about building with her. "I told you, I care about both of you and I don't give a fuck what other people think about our situation. I chose to let you both come and stay with me and I like the life we've built here."
You finally look up at that last part and your eyes are full of tears. Sukuna is able to hold back some of his anger at the sight of you in such clear distress.
"That's the thing, we're not building a life here, this is temporary and I think we've been forgetting that." A tear slides down your cheek. "A few days ago, Bug brought home a picture she drew in daycare. She drew the three of us as a family, Sukuna. She thinks you're going to be like her new dad and how am I going to explain to her that you're not going to be in her life when this is over? She barely understands what happened with her dad, I can't do that to her again."
Sukuna seethes. "Don't compare me to that piece of shit. He hasn't even tried to contact you or Bug since you moved in."
"Well, he's still her dad-"
"No, he fucking isn't," Sukuna is done and you're crying freely now and he doesn't understand where he went wrong with all of this. "In a few years, she won't even remember that bastard. I'll be the only father she's ever known because I'll be the one that's actually here."
You laugh a little and wipe at your face but it just exacerbates the mess. "What are you even talking about? You're her neighbor, Sukuna and when we move you won't even be that."
"Is that all I am to her? To you?"
"What else are you supposed to be?!"
Sukuna is so pissed, he doesn't know how he's going to recover from this. This is not what he wanted at all and here you were now-
Crying, you were crying.
The pieces started connecting and Sukuna realized that he wasn't being left. You weren't rejecting him or what he was to you or to your daughter. You were panicking. You were doing what you had been taught to do by everyone else in your life, to leave them before they could leave you.
You were right, after all. You were confused.
Sukuna was going to fix that.
You must have noticed the abrupt shift in Sukuna's mood because you seemed puzzled as Sukuna started to smile. You didn't have time to ask any questions before Sukuna stood up and walked over to your chair.
"Sukuna?"
"I see now, I wasn't clear with you. That must have been so frustrating, sweetheart."
You'd stopped crying in your bewilderment. "Sweetheart? Sukuna, what are you doing-"
Sukuna shushed you as he leaned you so you were face to face, his body almost shielding you from the rest of the room. You blinked a few times to adjust to the lack of light as he blocked everything else but himself from view.
"I'm going to help fix your confusion, sweetheart. You seem to think I've just been doing this all out of the kindness of my heart and I want to assure you, that's not the case," he says, leaning his forehead against yours. "See, I'm actually not that kind and if you were anyone else, I wouldn't have given you a place to stay, even with a brat."
"You don't mean that-"
"Yes, I really do. I don't help people, I don't give a fuck even whether they live or die. The only people I give a damn about are Yuuji, you and the kid and that's it. When I say I would have left anyone else to tough it out on the streets, I fucking mean it."
"You don't give yourself enough credit," you argue and Sukuna finds it adorable. "You're making it sound like-"
"Like what, princess?" Your breath hitches at that one and his grin turns predatory. "Oh you like that one, I'll keep that in mind princess." You gulp and he watches the way your throat moves and can't resist pressing a kiss to it.
"S-Sukuna-"
"No, no, go on princess, you were telling me what you thought the reason must be for me doing all these things. Go on, tell me your theory. You're a smart girl, I think you've figured it out."
"You like me," and the way you say it as almost a question is so endearing Sukuna can't hold back the trail of kisses he plants up your throat until he gets to your jaw.
"No, I don't like you princess." You seem to accept this and you're nodding, opening your mouth to probably say something stupid when Sukuna cuts you off. "Like isn't enough to describe the way I feel about you."
"Really?" You're so hesitant and sweet as Sukuna presses kisses up and down your tear stained cheeks. A new one slips down your cheek and he holds your face with both hands as he licks it up before it can fall all the way. You're almost panting now and he loves it.
"Trust me, I haven't gone to all this effort just for some lousy date or to get my dick wet." He leans back so he can see your face and cups your face so he can tilt it up to look at him.
"You're it for me, princess. This isn't temporary and I'm not going to let you go. Either of you."
"Sukuna, it's one thing to be interested in me but it's another to just-to just say you're going to parent my kid. I mean, she's a person you'd be tied to your whole life."
Sukuna hums, finding it cute how much you're still not grasping the situation. "All of your children will be mine, that includes Bug."
You laugh. "Children, plural?"
"Definitely plural." Sukuna looks your body up and down making his meaning clear and you seem determined to try to be the voice of reason as Sukuna goes back to kissing your cheeks, your temple, your forehead.
"We're not even dating, Sukuna."
"What do you call the past few months? We spend every day together, go everywhere together, we live together, we're raising your daughter together, what else do you need to know about me?"
"I'm wondering if there's in fact very important things I need to know about you." That's his smart girl and Sukuna finds the suspicion adorable, especially since it doesn't stop you from tilting your head so he can get to your neck.
"Well, you'll have the rest of our lives to get to know me," he nips at part of your collarbone that's exposed by your shirt and you hiss before gently pushing him away.
"Okay, this is nice."
That word again.
"But, just because you're interested in me and care about my daughter, that doesn't mean we should just jump into something. I still think the best thing would be for us to figure this out after Bug and I have our own place-"
"No."
You look confused, obviously thinking you misheard him.
"I'm sorry, you can't just say no, it doesn't work like that."
"But you can just decide to leave our home, with our daughter and for what? So we can do a worse version of what we've been doing? What purpose could that possibly serve?"
"Because this is too fast for me?"
"We already live together," Sukuna points out and knows this isn't the moment to mention he's the one who destroyed your apartment to make that happen.
"That doesn't mean we'll be good together."
"What exactly are you worried about? Do I not do my share of the chores?"
"No, that's fine."
"Do you not enjoy spending time with me?"
"Of course, I enjoy that," and he smiles smugly at that and pulls your arms gently so they loop around his neck.
"Do I not take of our daughter?"
You seem like you want to fight him on the 'our' but he goes back to kissing your neck and the way you tighten your grip lets him know you're getting distracted by the attention.
"She loves you," and that soothes the last bit of anger that had been present in Sukuna. Now, he was just ready to get started on the next part of your lives.
"Oh I see, so it's that I haven't been taking care of you? I'm so sorry for neglecting you. Don't worry, I can fix that right now."
Even if Sukuna kisses you a million times, he's never going to forget what it feels like to kiss you for the first time.
Your lips are soft and so warm. At first you don't react, your mouth still poised as if you're going to argue one last time, but then you're relaxing, leaning in and you give this sigh of relief and Sukuna knows you're hearing the same voice that he's hearing in his head.
This one.
Sukuna has long assumed that love and romance was nonsense shit for weak people who needed to find purpose. Sukuna wonders what it says about him that he thinks his purpose in life might have just been to find you.
You're kneeling on the chair now, Sukuna still hunched over so he can hold you. He's getting annoyed at the angle and how it's stopping him from feeling more of you and so he slides his hands down to your waist and pulls you up to him. With one hand on your hip, he uses his other to wind your right leg around him, you moving your left to follow suit. The new position has your core pressed up against where he's already half hard and you sigh into his mouth so beautifully, that he can't help but use the opportunity to explore your mouth.
It's hot and sloppy and so good that Sukuna moans and your legs tighten around his waist in response. The living room feels hot with every breath you exchange and he can hear the sounds you're making fill the space. Thinking about the child sleeping not nearly far enough away, Sukuna starts to walk you towards his room.
Even when he wants to be responsible and not have his first time with you interrupted by your daughter, he can't stop himself from pressing you up against the wall at least twice before you finally get to his room.
It's going to be your room now too, and he's so happy it disgusts him a little.
Sukuna has you pressed up against your door, one hand holding your waist and the other grabbing your ass so he can control the way you're rocking up to meet him. He angles you down a bit and you both moan at how the position lines you up to grind directly on his cock. There's too many layers separating you still, and it's that thought that pushes him to finally open the door.
He makes sure to lock the door behind you before he tosses you on his bed. On your bed. That's never going to get old.
He crawls over you and is back to kissing you into the mattress before you even have time to fully catch your breath. You're panting into his mouth and he nips at your top lip as you pull away to breath, catching it in his teeth. You don't need any prompting to spread your legs and he fits between them like he was meant to be there, letting his weight drop enough on you so you can feel him.
While he's excited to finally explore your body and see what he's been thinking about for months, he's having a hard time separating from you long enough to move any further than you are. Sukuna usually doesn't care much for kissing, but kissing you is different. He thinks he could kiss you all night even if his hard cock very much disagrees with that sentiment.
Fuck, if you kept grinding your cunt on him like you were, he may just come before he even gets inside you.
It's that thought that finally makes him get up on his knees to take his shirt off. You follow suit under him and he can't stop from kneeling down to kiss at your newly exposed skin. You're not wearing a bra and your tits are too perfect for him to ignore even for the sake of getting to your cunt.
These are the same tits that fed your child and will one day feed his and something about that gets to Sukuna in a way he hadn't ever really thought about before with other partners. It makes him softer, more gentle with his worship and you thread your fingers through his hair when he takes one of your nipples and sucks it gently in his mouth. He releases it so he can leave a few quick hickies around your chest. You're squirming so hard underneath him, he has to press you down with a thigh slotted between your legs to hold you still.
"Sukuna," you whine and he hushes you before leaving another mark under your collarbone.
"I'll get there, pretty girl. Just use my leg for now," he says continuing to leave marks wherever he can while you groan underneath him.
"I want you inside me," tempting but Sukuna is getting greedier the more desperate you are. Maybe if he fucks you hard enough, you'll stop thinking about stupid shit like needing your own apartment.
"I'll be inside you soon, I just want to taste a bit first. The way you are, I think humping my thigh will be enough to get you off," he teases and you whine, embarrassment clear in your voice. If you can still be embarrassed, more proof you're not ready for his cock in you. He presses against your cunt harder and he can feel the warmth of you on his thigh even through your leggings and his pants. He moves in a way more meant to tease than to provide you any relief and your frustration is clear when you start moving your hips to a faster, harder rhythm.
Sukuna smirks against your marked up throat when your whines start getting faster and closer together. You're still holding onto his shoulders when your grip tightens and you let out a gasp signaling your release.
Sukuna laughs meanly as you take in deep breaths, body still shaking from your orgasm. "Wow, someone was really pent up. No wonder you're having trouble thinking straight," he teases as he moves so he can take off his pants and boxers, giving his cock a quick stroke, drawing your hungry gaze down. "Don't worry, I got you. I'll give that tight cunt what it needs."
You pull him down so you can kiss him again and you're uncoordinated now, but Sukuna likes you better like this. Likes the proof that he's making you feel good. He presses down and your fingers scratch where his neck meets his scalp pulling out a moan that vibrates through his chest. He breaks off your kiss because he really does need to get inside you or he's going to come, and while the vision of you covered in his seed is a compelling one for another time, he plans on coming inside you first.
Sukuna pulls on your leggings until you get the hint and lift your legs so he can pull them off, leaving you in a pair of familiar blue panties. He laughs when he sees them and you come out of your daze a little bit, so he pulls them off too and tosses them aside so he can get to where you both want him.
Sukuna lightly touches your slit and smirks down at you when his fingers come away wet. Keeping eye contact with you he brings his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean and holds down your wrists with his free hand when you try to cover your face.
"All this just from my fucking thigh, just from some kissing. I'm starting to worry my cock might actually kill you."
You glare up at him and he grabs your leg as you try and kick him. "If you're so worried, maybe I should just leave then?"
Sukuna laughs and you gasp when he brings his fingers back down to you, slipping in two fingers to the knuckle. Your pussy is tight but you're so wet, he slides right in and he can't wait to get you on his cock. He brushes his thumb against your clit as he stretches you out, your voice leaving you in pants and gasps that are making him feel like a god.
"You're not going anywhere princess, not tonight, not on Monday, not next weekend," he moves so he's covering your body. His lips catching yours mid-moan. "When I'm done, you're going to be too tired to keep running from me."
He pulls his fingers out and you whine at the sudden emptiness but he keeps kissing you as he moves so his cock is touching your entrance. He moves it up and down, wetting himself in your slick. He cuts off your kiss so he can see your face, wants to look at you when he fucks into you for the first time. Finally getting some oxygen to your brain and the feeling of his cock pressing into you seems to bring your thinking back online.
"Wait, Sukuna, a condom," you say and he grins, not even pretending like he's thinking about it.
"We don't need a condom."
"Yes, we do, I'm not on birth control," you say and Sukuna has to tighten his grip on himself so he doesn't come.
"And?" He asks and he slips just the head in, you let out the cutest noise and your pussy clings to him as he pulls out.
"I-I could get pregnant, Sukuna!" He hums like he's actually thinking about as he presses in again, this time moving another inch into your tight cunt. It's teasing you both and he doesn't know how much longer he's going to be up for conversation as he pulls out only to thrust in, again just barely giving you his cock.
"Good, Bug wants a sibling. She was telling me how excited she'd be to be a big sister."
"Sukuna!"
"What? You don't think we'd make a cute kid? I think they'd be as beautiful and as brilliant as their mamma," Sukuna would take your protests more seriously if your pussy wasn't literally gushing. He could swear his balls were wet with your slick and you weren't even really fucking yet.
"This is a big commitment, Sukuna. It's not a joke."
"Good thing I'm not fucking joking then," Sukuna kisses you again and nothing beats the way you gasp into his mouth when his rubs the head of his cock against your clit. "You really want me to stop? Want me to go away? If you tell me you don't want my baby, that you don't want to be my little wife and grow our family, I'll go find a fucking condom. But I'm going to need you to tell me that. Make sure you're loud, princess. I'm a little distracted, right now."
You hesitate and Sukuna thinks he might actually have to try and figure out where he stashed his condoms, since he hadn't gotten laid in damn near six months when he feels your hands move to cup his face.
"And if I want that?"
Sukuna feels his heart skip a beat despite it all, your hands on his face feel just as intimate as all the rest, another way you continued to humble him.
"Want what, princess? Going to have to be more specific for me."
"All of it, the family, the baby, everything." You seem to be drawing on your courage and Sukuna is proud of you despite himself. "I want you, Sukuna."
Sukuna crashes his mouth into yours and you follow him willingly. He uses his hand to guide his cock into your cunt and you move your hips, greedy for him, as he slowly pushes in. When Sukuna is finally in all the way, he feels a warm contentment fall over him. Imagining this, it had always been defined by a frenzy that he finds absent in the actual event.
Maybe it's because you've finally acknowledged him and what he means in your life, but he doesn't feel desperate as he fucks into you slowly, his thrusts purposeful. He feels victorious. The satisfaction curls around his body and makes your lips sweeter, your hips fit even more right in his palms and your cunt wraps around him like it was molded to fit his cock. He doubts you were made for him, you were too good for that, but he had managed to get you anyway and you're recognition of his possession over you made him smile into your mouth.
He kept his pace slow, thrusting deep enough inside you each time that you couldn't stop the way your breath hitched at the feeling.
"Sukuna!"
"Yes, princess?"
"F-faster, please!"
"So polite, how could I say no," his voice is more breathless than he means it to be but he doesn't give a fuck. Not when your pussy is so sweet, or given the way you moan for him as he begins to pick up the pace. Sukuna loves the way you sound but he thinks of the little girl sleeping down the hall and he covers your mouth with his hand.
"Don't want to wake up our daughter, do we?" Something about that makes you tighten up and your eyes roll backwards and Sukuna thinks he knows what it is.
"Gotta make sure I can put this baby in you, right? You did so wonderful with the first one, I just got to see it happen again." You're moaning so loud Sukuna isn't sure his hand is doing much good, but you're both close enough he doesn't think about trying to stop you aside from a throw away thought about gagging you with your panties.
Oh well, thoughts for next time.
And the idea that there would be next times, that you were going to his to fuck anytime he wanted, had Sukuna reaching down to play with your clit. He could barely stand to pull out of you at all and at this point you two were more grinding than fucking but it was so good, you were so good-
"Come on princess, you're almost there. Be a good girl and come for me and I'll give you a baby, I promise. Just need to feel you come on my cock."
You bite his palm as he feels your cunt spasm and he only gets in another few thrusts before he's coming too and he hopes it takes. He presses his lips against your temple as you catch your breath and he continues to kiss your face as he feels himself soften inside of you.
Later, he'll clean the two of you up and finally get you under the covers. He'll get to hold you in his arms and feel what it's like to fall asleep with you. He'll also wake you up for another round so he can make sure Bug gets that little sibling he was now very excited to meet.
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When Sukuna wakes up to you in his arms, he's debating waking you up for round three when he hears the sounds of sniffling and little footsteps outside. He gently moves your body off his arm and gives you a pillow to cuddle when your body turns to look for him. Your little pout in your sleep makes him feel bad for the trick but there's someone else who needs him right now.
Throwing on his pajamas, Sukuna makes his way out to the hallway, shutting the door behind him.
"Good morning, bug."
"Morning, 'kuna," your daughter is holding onto a little plush fox that Yuuji had won for her at an arcade a few weeks ago and she's still sniffling looking confused. He thinks he knows why.
"Your mom's asleep in my room, kiddo. She's okay, she's just sleeping."
"Why is she in there?"
This is a loaded question and Sukuna knows he should probably ask you on how you plan on introducing your relationship to your daughter, but he feels that same unsettled feeling when he looks at her sad face now that he had felt looking at your tears the night before.
Sukuna leans down and holds out his arms and Bug goes to him, trusting despite her confusion, and he picks her up and carries her to kitchen. He puts her down on the counter so she's as close to his eye level as she can get given her size and he decides to be honest with her.
"You know how I love your mom?" Bug nods her head and Sukuna feels warm. "Well she loves me too, so we decided we're going to share a room from now on."
"Forever?"
"Yeah kid, it's going to be forever."
"Can I sleep with you too?"
Sukuna smirks and then kisses her forehead. "Sometimes, but you're going to want to stay in your new big girl room I think. It's way cooler than the boring adult room."
"Big girl room?" Her eyes widen and there's a familiar gleam of ambition.
He's got her.
"Well now that it's your own room", and her eyes just get even bigger at that. "You're going to need all your own stuff to make it yours."
"All mine?"
"All yours, Bug. At least until you have a little brother or sister, you may have to share then. Would that be okay?"
"Yes!"
Bug jumps on the counter and then into Sukuna's arms and he holds her close to him as she burrows her face into his neck. He breathes in the smell of her hair and he's so relieved now that he knows she's going to stay here forever, that you both are.
"Does that mean we're going to stay with you?"
"Uh huh, you're stuck with me. I'm never leaving."
Bug pulls back and holds out her pinky finger. "Promise?"
"Yeah, kid, I promise."
Many, many years from now, at your thirtieth wedding anniversary, Bug will stand up and tell the story about the day Sukuna became her dad. Her mom, her siblings, her Uncle Yuuji and many attendees will cry, but Sukuna will maintain his dry eyes and his dignity.
Or that's what anyone should say when asked.
He'll still kill a motherfucker.
That's it, it's the end! I may return to this universe in little drabbles but the main story is done! As a fatherless daughter, ending it with Bug was very necessary to me. I also think a big part of this story is Sukuna finding fulfillment in the family he was denied growing up(projecting is the name of the game here).
Much love.
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