#and made so many roomates

[padfootastic]

No, tell us about the dorm parties and Lily finding out about them, pretty please

ooooh a tag question! love these too hehe

okay so. a lil bit of backstory: i had a semi-wild teen life, ykno? like. not as crazy as ~american high school movies but in the context of the country i grew up in? pretty unreal. there were parties and alcohol and weed and a lot of hooking up. so much petty drama. so much irreverence.

point is: i dont like it when teens are portrayed as some pure, untouched, prudish creatures who've never heard of fun or drugs or sex. it just doesnt fit with what i know.

and i fully believe that hogwarts--a boarding school where kids have MAGIC (which really just means unending possibilites)--was a place where the students went wilddd. one of the ways? dorm parties. u have these private spaces for just you and like. 5 others. u can do a shit ton with ur wand. why wouldnt u use it for parties ykno?

so yeah, i think the common room had larger parties after like. quidditch wins and end of exams, but bc its more people and more younger kids, u had to be more careful. dorm parties tho? smaller, more intimate, and ur with the people u know/trust so crazier shit will happen.

the marauders were invited to a lot of them in the girls dorms (and vice versa) and ykno. they went to a lot. bc teen boys and girls. it was all very scandalous--booze and short skirts and shirts unbuttoned off their shoulders and hazy smoke filling the room and lipstick marks smeared over chins and necks and the like--and incredibly fun. just kids being kids, yeah?

lily, though. i've long been playing w the idea that her friendship w snape (and chastisement of james--and sirius, to a lesser extent) came w a substantial social cost. her defending someone who was so shady didnt win her any points and i hc as her a person who hid her insecurity w self righteousness (on top of just. being a bit of an abrasive person) which didn't win her additional favors. so even her dormmates maintained a certain distance and the dorm parties didn't often include her. she only found out accidentally when she went up to the room it was happening in to get a book back and saw everyone buzzed out and dancing and more relaxed (intimate) than she'd ever seen.

it was genuinely a huge shock when she saw the boys sprawled across the room in varying stages of undress (james had a girl and a guy on a thigh each, arms wrapped around both waists; sirius was hanging upside down w a joint dangling from his lips and its a wonder he didnt choke himself to death) and she squeaked out of the room in a moment of severe cultural shock.

it was only later that she worked herself into moral outrage and just. hurt-filled anger type stuff, ykno? her roommates sort of had to give her a reality check in that moment. the marauders only blinked at her in bemusement, amused at her high-handed attempts to manage them.

[icewindandboringhorror]

Hrmm... put together a roommates quiz finally after years of thinking it would be an interesting idea lol.. Though obviously not meant to be taken super seriously, I just like thinking about this aspect of personality compatibility. Like yeah, maybe you could get along with someone just chatting with them, but living together is such a different thing. .. curiouse...

[ambagelbraindump]

thinkin about how impossibly tender it is to be taken care of, how you’re still loved even when you’re not entertaining or useful

[frutavel]

The duality of Cinnarust is that he is both an ancient eldritch being who has lived countless lives as both beast and man and neither, but he is also your average 20-something year old dude just trying to figure out life. He'll stare down a car coming straight at him on a highway and after the inevitable collision he'll wake up in his bed in his messy room and go buy frozen tater tots at the corner store that he will eat straight out of the package the moment he walks out

[celestiamour]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ it's a gift (you keep those) ]❜

ft. logan howlett x f! reader — xmen, marvel

╰₊✧ giving him a plushie that reminded you of him┊1k words

setting: deadpool & wolverine (2024) worst! logan contains: fluff, crushes, probably ooc but he’s so cute & wade is hard to write for, written for dp&w logan so idk if he got gifts in xmen, i forgot about laura, they are in touch and have a wonderful father-daughter relationship, i’m so sorry, edited

➤ author's note: i have so many thoughts but too incompetent to write

logan’s never sure who will appear when he opens the door as wade’s quite the extrovert, either vanessa or one of his many other friends whom he’s now become somewhat acquainted with, but he certainly wasn’t expecting to meet the familiar eyes of the cute neighbor who lived a few doors down. he nervously scratched the back of his head, suddenly becoming aware of his shabby appearance, “uh, are you looking for wade?”

“no, i was actually looking for you!” god, your smile is so bright, it’s blinding. he normally hates perfume of any sort as it’s so overpowering to his heightened senses, but the one that you wore smelled so lovely like always. is that a new shade of lip gloss you’re wearing? it really suits you. (why on earth is he noticing all of these details out of the blue? he needs to snap out of whatever spell you put on him after being introduced when he first showed up and only interacting in passing since then).

“looking for me?” he repeated, in disbelief, trying his best not to allow his surprise to slip into his voice. considering he isn’t from this dimension and not the most agreeable person to be around, he had no friends of his own yet and hasn’t been visited by anyone since he got here. a beat of panic struck him, thinking that he was in trouble for something and you came to complain. he really couldn’t think of any other reason you were here for him even though you were so cheerful.

you were carrying some shopping bags with you, dropping them on the ground before reaching into one and pulling out a large fuzzy plushie of a gray cat hidden under layers of glittery tissue paper, “i saw this cutie when i went shopping with my friends and thought it looked like you!” you held it out for him to take, looking so proud of the stuffed animal.

he hesitated for a second before accepting it, trying to take in the fact that you were reminded of him in your day-to-day life. it made his heart flutter, and he found himself dumbfounded by the feeling. he was frequently teased by his roomate about his little “crush” on you, claiming that it was oh so obvious and that the sooner he accepted it, the better, but he never realized until now how pathetic he was when it came to you. was the wolverine really getting butterflies like a fucking schoolgirl in his old-ass age? thank god no one was home right now to bully him about it, he would never hear the end of it.

“it does not look like me,” he scoffed playfully after a quick examination.

“no, it definitely does! it’s a big, grumpy kitty—” you took a step closer to hold it with him, pointing at all the similarities you observed, although it was clear you were exaggerating for laughs. “see the little frowny face and ears? it could be your identical twin separated from birth! willy mentioned that you act like a cat most of the time, and i think it fits perfectly!”

the smile he didn’t realize was plastered on his face faltered at the last piece of information, grateful that you didn’t notice. that idiot has been talking about him to you? he might as well forget about any chance of getting with you, because knowing how he yaps without a filter and loves to play matchmaker, you probably think he’s a freak of some sort. “only good things, i hope…”

you giggled, the sweetest sound he ever heard. “of course, he’s really fond of you… well, maybe a bit too fond, but you already know about that!” you opened your mouth to continue the conversation or say something else, but your phone started ringing and you excused yourself, looking a little shy as you grabbed up your bags. “i’ll talk to you later!” you sounded so excited about the prospect of it before leaving, your voice and footsteps becoming fainter as you walked back to your place.

“wait, you didn’t take back the cat—”

“it’s a gift! you keep those!”

“oh… right…”

he lingered for a moment, unable to say much in response since you left in such a rush. when was the last time someone gave him a present? staring at this brand new item, he still couldn’t see the resemblance in any way, but knowing that it was a gift from you gave him a rare feeling of happiness which returned every time he looked at it from then on among his few possessions. 

“oh my goodness, what is this adorable thing?!” wade exclaimed when he saw it sitting on the couch where logan slept, picking it up to gawk at before tossing it up in the air and catching it before it hit the floor. “ooh, let me guess, it’s a gift from her, isn’t it?” 

the mutant groaned at his mocking tone. “put it down before you ruin it with your grubby hands,” he commanded, snatching it from his grasp (rough enough to make his point clear, but carefully enough not to tear it apart). his roommate didn’t even bother pretending to be offended like he usually would as he was simply overjoyed that his “ship” was coming true. “it doesn’t mean anything, don’t make it weird.”

“it doesn’t mean anything?! how can you say that when it’s going to be the first gift you give to your first child together—”

“first what??”

“nevermind, what are you gonna name it?”

“i have to name it?”

“have you never owned a stuffed animal before? you have to name it! how heartbroken is she going to be when she asks what you named it and you say that you haven’t done that?! she’s gonna think that you don’t value her gifts!” you would think the world was going to end if he didn’t do so if you heard the way he was speaking.

“fine, i’ll name it…” he looked deeply into the toy’s soulless eyes, noting how soft the outer material was against his calloused hand, “... fluffy…”

“that’s such a shitty name—”

“shut the fuck up, it’s been decided.”

[redcherrykook]

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College roomate!Jungkook x college roomate!reader- fwb 2 Lovers

You find yourself having to share your room with a very sexually active medical science major who so happens to fancy you. Good thing he´s as charming and spontaneous as you, leading to many crazy parties and places you probably should not be hooking up at. When Jungkook started ignoring all his booty calls after accidentally calling someone by your name, unable to fuck away the thought of you, he knew he was cooked. Would he really leave his playboy antics for that sweet company of yours?

series- one!

content: mild slow burn- fwb2l, roomates, mutual pining, player jungkook that falls devoted to reader, cocky!JK, Confident!reader, psychology major reader, banter, parties, lots of smut (duh)

episode- warnings: mention of weed, drugs, alcohol, the word slut

Taglist: @khadeeeeej @ot7stansthings @whoa-jo @smoljjks @stvrlighytt @nono13bnd @jungshaking @junniesoleilkth @deepikhaprakash @rockstryoon @tatamicc @jjeonjjk7 @kookieandjoonberries @jcrl99 @httpjeonlicious @wnteraezz @aphrodyteeth @miniesjams32 @emojkoo @katie-tibo @user-190811 @massivebearharmony @hoseokteardrop @hoseoksluv89 @hoseoksluv90

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"I dont know Jungkook isn't this a little too much?" The mirror in front if you reflects back a clear imagine of you in a very short- barely ass covering- black mini dress.

The occasion for a beautiful, tight black mini dress that ties up in the back with pink silk ribbon, that also has your chest practically spilling out?

Another party your roomate drags you too.

Okay, maybe not drag.

Over the proximity of five months, your charming roomie had become a good friend.

You aren't even sure how it started, maybe the bickering, countless sexual jokes, his ego clashing with yours on the daily or purely that you've spend so much time in the shared dorm,

But Jungkook definitely knew how to match your energy.

From door-dashing food when both of you got high out of your minds, studying for hours together and increasingly stressing each other out to more crazy things, like running from the cops after doing fire crackers in an abandoned building.

You just matched each others freak perfectly.

"If too much means looking sexy then yes, way too much. But you know, nothing to be ashamed of" he answers your previous question, leaning against the doorframe with his muscular arms crossed over his chest.

You shake your head, deciding to just go with the dress.

"Alright, lets go. Who's driving?" He gazes down into your eyes as you walk to the doorframe, heels clicking on the floor with each step.

A small smirk forms on his face, "No one, its a dorm party. Let's both get wasted"

Usually, Jungkook and you agreed that one person always stays sober, to drive back and take care of the other person if something happens.

"I don't wanna drink much Kook, but you let loose eh?" smacking his firm chest, a small giggle leaves your lips.

In return, his eyes go to your chest, pressed together tightly and in perfect view for the taller male to look down into.

His eyes wander back up to your face, every time you giggled it made him want to tease you more

"Sure bunny, but I gotta keep an eye on you if you look this good" the smug look on his face makes you want to scream,

So does the nickname,

It started randomly, kind of

You mentioned that bunnies are your favorite animals, hugging the pink, soft bunny plushie to your chest back when Jungkook and you went to get some stuff for the apartment,

You couldn't help but stop at the sight, plushies always make your heart melt.

He still remembers how soft you looked, adimiring the small plushed animal.

He decided that day to call you bunny, saying that it just suited you,

He also bought you that plushie

You roll your eyes at his teasing comment, looking up into his eyes with a innocent look,

Not failing to notice how good his lip ring looks as he plays with it slightly.

"Oh will you? I think you're just gonna go fuck some random girl again, leave me all alone"

Instinctively, he leans down with the same smug smile still placed over his face.

"Awh.. is bunny jealous? Don't worry, i'll make it quick this time" he winks, patting your head in an effort to mock you

Without getting the chance to say something back, he turns around, walking to the front door with a small laugh leaving his lips.

You decide it's for the better to just walk out with him.

Over the course of these last months, you aren't the only one that got to know Jungkook,

Many, many girls around campus have learned about him in possibly the only way you haven't,

Which is during sex.

It's to no surprise that a very physically attractive, smart and charming guy like Jungkook has girls swooning over him left and right.

Arguably, the fact that he sleeps around quite a lot also shouldn´t come as a surprise.

It did however, take some time to get used to hearing his moans through your paper thin walls,

Sure you were fine with sleeping on the couch like once a week,

Given the fact that you would have to be in the same room, a couple meters apart otherwise.

Sleeping on the very comfy living room couch isn't what bothered you at all,

More so, hearing him tell these girls all sorts of things, hearing his groans and the sound of skin slapping in every lewd way possible.

"You're such a slut"

"Just like that yeah?"

To hear the bed ramming against the wall which each grunt,

Just to go to sleep there the next day, like nothing happend.

It took some time to get used to it.

Get used to the slick running down your inner thighs when you could hear his sounds of pleasure,

Opting for soundproof headphones instead to avoid the need to do something about the way you felt.

Get used to him sending each and every one away after, sometimes crying, explaining that he was honest from the start.

He always told the girls, or so he said he would, that he's just sleeping with them for fun, just once.

One single time only.

Jungkooks has never been the relationship type so he claims,

"I just haven´t really felt more than physical attraction before, and I´m not dying for it either" he revealed in another cross faded open heart conversation, one of many nights.

What's worse is, getting used to him shamelessly flirting and smiling to you after,

As if you wouldn't be just another fuck to him, another girl on his long list, if you were to engage in it with him.

That thought right there, being just another one of his hookups , is precisely why you swore to never sleep with Jungkook, it would change your friendship, the one so perfectly matched.

No matter of ridiculously tempting it is.

The sexual banter would probably stop, given that he "got what he wanted" so to speak,

Even if Jungkook isn't that type of guy, it wouldn't be the same.

"This dorm is huge man what the fuck"

Between the blaring music and some familiar faces, Jungkook's big doe eyes look over the student apartment.

Significantly more spacious than the one on your own, presumably housing 3 people.

"Oh look! Chaewon's here too" you smile, immediately squeezing your way through the crowd to get to her.

"YOU CAMEEE" her bubbly voice rings as she engulfs you in a warm hug,

You laugh, embracing her in the same way she does,

"Wow you look so hot tonight" her mouth lets out a overly dramatic whistle, hands finding their way to your arms.

You smile when her lips form into a flirty smirk, eyes ranking over your figure

"You're one to talk Chae, that skirt is so cute"

It's true, Chaewon's silver mini skirt topped with her black waterfall- neckline top and gorgeous black heels makes for a perfect outfit, only adding to her already present beauty.

If there is one girl in the entire world you would wanna steal the looks from, it would have to be your best friend.

"Oh hi Jungkook" her eyes suddenly dart next to you, where Jungkook is now standing, having his decorated hand clasped around your waist.

You try to ignore how good it feels to have him close,

Chaewon shoots you a look, letting you know she immediately noticed it.

"Hey Chae. Didn't know you were coming" he smiles faintly,

You can't help but watch his eyes, hoping to see if they wander down her body like they normally would if another pretty girl stood in his vicinity.

It never made sense to you, how he hasn't slept with Chaewon yet.

She's stunning, into his looks like most girls on campus and she definitely isn't looking for something serious,

Not even at risk for begging for Jungkook to come back,

Nonetheless, he never once made a move on her.

She points to the kitchen, "I wasn't planning but, Minnie invited me. Want a drink?"

Jungkook and you nod almost perfect in sync, making her laugh and squeeze her way past more people,

You follow behind tightly, now feeling both of Jungkook's hand around your waist as you keep walking,

His breath is suddenly tingling on your neck, softly moving to your ear,

"Gotta make sure i don't lose ya' "

The sound of his voice to closely on to your skin is a sensation that makes you shiver

Every idiot would notice the heavy sexual tension between you two,

You would love to know what it feels like to feel vulnerable below him,

Having him burried inside your own sex and feeling his lips tracing your skin,

But it's of no use, you wouldn't ever give up a friend like him for one time pleasure.

"What do you want?" Chaewon snaps you out of your thoughts, the music is slightly quieter in the kitchen.

Assembled in front of you are lots of bottles, empty solo cups, crates of beer, some strange looking fruity cocktail mixes but most importantly,

A big, full bottle of vodka.

"Four shots, vodka pure please"

Jungkook laughs, leaning against the counter,

"Didn't you say you'd take it easy?" His eyebrow cocks up as he speaks,

"It´s four shots" you reply, rolling your eyes

"You're a lightweight bunny" he winks, turning back to Chaewon

"Give me a moscow mule and i'll be good"

Chaewon smiles, shaking her head as she hands you your first shot

"My pleasure guys"

Four shots quickly turn into four more, the sway of your hips in the music playing, unsure of even the current song, just feeling to good to stop

Feeling the people around you, you keep dancing, maybe stumbling at this point,

Even though you feel your head getting lighter and you're ignoring the burning hurt on your feet from constantly moving on heels,

Nothing mattered with enough shots.

Nothing until you notice that Chaewon,

Who you could feel was just beside you, right there dancing and laughing with you,

Is no where to be found.

Your feet stop momentarily, almost faling over from the sudden halt

Trying to look everywhere between the people, whipping your dizzy head around to find her sitting somewhere, maybe dancing with a guy, maybe mixing another drink

But you can't see her, instead you find the man you came with,

Sitting on a couch with a girl you know you recognize from somewhere, leaning over and whispering something into her ear

Instead of trying to think in your hazy state of mind, you legs are developing a mind on their own, walking over to said couch for who knows what reason,

He smiles at her, rubbing his larger hand over her exposed knee softly,

That's right, you recall now,

She's definitely in your social studies class.

"Kook? Have you seen Chae?" Grabbing a hold of the couch in order not to tumble forward, your words come out slightly slurred.

He removes his hand from her skin, diverting his attention to you,

He seems sober, relatively sober in comparison to your state.

"I think she went upstairs with someone, come sit down you're about to collapse" he pats the other side of where he's sitting, giving you a warm look.

"Actually, we were kind of talking? Is it okay if you sit somewhere else for now?"

Jungkook doesn't take his eyes off you, scoffing as he's standing up from the couch,

She fake smiles briefly, although her eyes look confused,

You think so at least, unable to really make out anything clearly at this point.

"Let's go bunny, we're done here tonight anyways"

With that, you giggle, consumed by the liquor in your system as he escorts you out of the dorm.

Once the cold, july midnight air hits you, you can feel the hairs on your skin stand up,

Legs wabbling, weaker than they were minutes ago distracted by dancing the night away.

You can make out the sound of his laughter, scooting closer to you

"Take your heels off please i don't want you to break any bones"

There is not enough alcohol in the world to make you back down on your pride, sometimes you don't quite trust even your own words,

Like right now,

"No kook i- 'lll be finee" your eyes roll as you begin walking,

"Other direction bunny"

"Right, i knew that"

He shakes his head, wrapping his beautifully painted arm around your naked shoulders, making sure that you really don't go breaking any bones.

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"Remind me why i drank again" your groans catch the attention of Jungkook standing in the kitchen.

Being awake from the sensation of a pounding headache isn't exactly pleasant, even worse when you feel dirty from not having showered the night before.

Automatically, your aching feet take you to the kitchen for a glass of water,

"I thought you died, its literally 2pm" he says while stirring the big pot placed on the counter,

You lean over curiously,

"What'cha making?"

Jungkook grabs two bowls, filling the first one up and sliding it over to you.

"Hangover soup of course, look at your state miss" he puts a spoon in the bowl before pinching your nose,

You punch his arm lightly, inhaling the delicious scent of the boiling hot soup bowl in front of you,

"Thank you kook. What about you? No hangover?"

"Nah. After i saw you taking your sixth shot i figured it's better if someone is stable enough to find the way home" he laughs softly while filling his own bowl.

"Awhhh you're such a sweetheart" you tease, making a pouty face at him, just to piss him off.

He shakes his head, sitting down at the living room table to begin eating a very late breakfast.

With a birdsnest in your hair and the smell of a party, maybe eating is allowed to come second.

"Gonna shower first i feel gross" your arms stretch over your head while you yawn,

There is no state of embarrassment Jungkook hasn't seen over five months, looking like a hot mess doesn't phase you anymore.

He eyes you up and down, a fake judging look in his eyes.

"You smell gross too"

You roll your eyes, "That's why im showering now idiot" you shout from inside the bathroom, already having walked your way over there as he talked.

Ah, it felt so nice to stand under the warm water,

To rinse yourself from the smell of sweat and alcohol and replace it with vanilla,

Feeling the headache slowly fade into the background.

To comb through your wet hair, making it soft with a hair mask.

To step out, dry yourself off and slip into fresh clothes.

"Wait"

You look around the bathroom, wrapped in a tiny towel over your half wet and naked figure,

Noticing that you failed to bring new clothes inside the bathroom, having been too occupied with showering fast to go and eat Jungkook's brunch.

"Jungkook!" You shout, hoping he can hear,

"Yeah?" He shouts back, still sitting at your dining table, kind of expecting the worst.

Usually when you shout his name like that it´s never good.

"I forgot my clothes! Can you bring me some?"

He gets up immediately, sighing in relief "What do you need?"

You think for a second, of course he's seen your laundry before, you gave up on separating the clothes long time ago.

However, you made sure to always keep the more.. sexy underwear in your care.

"Nevermind i"ll get it myself" you shout again, at which he groans

"I'm literally on my way, give me three minutes"

And so he does, walking into your guy's room, to open your side of the closet.

Grabbing a random shirt and a pair of joggers, then reaching down to the underwear drawer like it's second nature to him.

He rummages through the unorganized pile of socks and bra's, to find a pair of boyshorts he's seen about two billion times before.

Until he stops in his tracks, stumbling across something that made him bite his lip softly.

He grabs the pair of white, lacy panties that he's just discovered. A little silver heart pendant in the front, barely any material that isn't see through.

His mind runs quickly, thinking about you with nothing but these panties on.

His physical atrraction to you isn't a secret to him either,

Then again, he is attracted to practically any girl.

"What's taking so long i'm fucking freezing" you shout, still inside the bathroom,

Praying that he isn´t inspecting your lingerie.

He shakes his head, deciding to tease you just a little, hiding the panties inside the shirt he chose.

When you hear the footsteps approaching outside the bathroom, you open the door just enough to stick your arm outside.

"Thanks koo" you say while he hands you the clothes, a small smirk already creeping it's way up his face at the thought of your face when you see them,

And the fact that that's what's gonna be underneath your sweats once you walk out.

Finally, you take the clothes in hand, already annoyed when you can't find any underwear,

"Don't tell me he didn´t get me any" you sigh to yourself,

Until,

"This annoying little-",

The pair of your precious white panties falls to the floor.

[pascals-doll]

aint ya’ girlfriend!

⋆ ˚ . * · analysis— in which ellie doesn’t know the meaning “commitment”, well she does but chooses to not stay loyal. you’re her roomate and unattainable—or so she thought. venturing into your own dating life causes her to spiral, she aint your girlfriend & neither are you. | WC: 1.5K

₊˚ପ ellie williams x reader | photo cover obvi from Pinterest!

₊˚ପ MEOWW IM BACK !! gotta run it back with some toxic ellie 😇!!

₊˚ପ description: MODERN ROOMATE AU! NO PHYSICAL FEMALE DESCRIPTION! ANGST & SMUT, PORN W PLOT! (lol), toxic!ellie, roomate!ellie, PLAYER! (coded) ellie, JEALOUS!ellie, no use of Y/N, the mention of commitment issues, MUTUAL PINING, blatant flirting, secret crushing, heavy yearning, very small reader x dina, heated arguement, mention of ellie sleeping with multiple women, POWERPLAY, mix of dom!reader & dom!ellie, sub!ellie partly & sub!reader, pent-up sex (😇), teasing, HIGHKEY MAKEUP SEX (👅), possessive!ellie, finger-fucking ( E receiving), face riding (E receiving), 69, praising, pussy eating (both receiving), slight biting (both), slight choking (both), use of pet names ( baby, mama)

90% percent of things in this world are easily accomplished and achieved, being Ellie Williams roommate wasn’t one of them.

Since the day you met through a roommate finder site, after a few phone conversations getting to know each other t’ill the moment you arranged your meeting. Ellie's been enamored, secretly, nonetheless.

You would lie if you said that from the moment; she came to help you move out t’ill now—dealing with sleepless nights because of her lack of sexual resistance—that her consistent affection didn't sway you.

it's been exactly six months since you've moved in with Ellie and you could recount her daily routine like it was your skincare.

You weren't sure, if you genuinely thought Ellie was sure you were dumb or straight-up shameless.

At dark hours of the midnight, you might've been asleep but that didn’t stop her by the agonizing moans that echoed through cheap plywood walls. You groaned as you muffled your entire face and ears with your pillow, praying for them to shut the fuck up or stop.

Three days, twice a week.

Ellie had to have some type of sex problem. You thought to yourself. You're never one to hate someone's game-but living with the player is absolute fucking hell.

Every morning, you’re an early bird as Ellie is not, due to her nightly ventures.

You felt bad for the women who left disheveled, sneaking through the apartment at 7 AM to leave while you step out your bedroom; an empathetic smile shot their way before hurrying into the bathroom.

Your morning routine consists of cleaning yourself up before stepping out to cook early breakfast.

By the time, Ellie awoke and stepped out cockily, "Thank you, beautiful. You didn't have to cook me breakfast." She coaxed happily, pouring her cup of coffee at 12 PM. You sat on the couch reading your book, legs crossed and rested onto your coffee table.

You chuckled, "That shit's cold by now, I made it when tonight's booty-call left." Unphased and focused on your book. You could hear her footsteps begin to lead towards the living room area, closer, and closer to the couch you relaxed on.

You would never admit it. Although, her lack of respect for your peace—doesn't mean she should starve.

She joined you on the couch, empty space right beside. Ellie's presence tensing your muscles for some reason. She somewhat annoyed you but when you got to talk to her, it went so well. You guys actually had so much in common.

It felt serene to connect with her on many levels besides her surface actions, she was a timid person throughout the small cocky remarks. She was a great listener along as a storyteller over everything.

It was truly remarkable the balance she carried, also interesting. Something you couldn't quite wrap your head around still. You were willingly delusional, but it was clearly evident, you soaked in every moment with this person.

You lowered your book while she asked, "Hmph-touchè, you got any plans for today?" Calling your attention. Eyes sulked, the forest she carried within her eyes; it wasn't hard to comprehend why these women want a chance with her.

Ellie’s eyes were impossible not to get lost in, like compulsion. You never held eye contact too long, taking moments to break away, and retain from fluttering to the brown kissed freckles along her face to the shape of her soft lips.

You squint, a small smirk creeping through "Wouldn't you like to know what I'm up too." Your tone teases before going back to reading.

"I know what you been up too," Ellie tries to push further, reaching forward to delicately grasp your legs that rested on the coffee table. Your legs laid into her lap, sprawling across, and hanging off.

Another thing that consists of her routine the most? Spending the rest of the hours, days, and weeks flirting with you.

Ellie loved physical touch—as if she wasn't physical enough. She loved her hands on you.

Watching herself caress the exposed skin of your legs, massaging down t’ill your ankle high-socks. Wether it was platonic or flirtatious, affection was key with you.

Once again, you lower your book to meet her eyes.

Ellie’s hands worked their way down, her fingers pressuring skillfully onto your heel and tingling the palm of your foot. She continues watching you read, "Oh yeah? What am I going to do today?" You question her, disregarding your book.

Sinking herself into the couch, her hands moving up from your legs to your thighs. Softly squeezing on of them, goosebumping your skin.

Ellie smiles confidently, "Cuddle with me and watch movies." Her eyes shimmering. You gaze at the big grin she spoke with, unsure if she was ever genuine.

You sat-up and leaned closer towards her till met face-level, "I'm sorry Els, someone else booked my time for today! I'm sure you will find a way to entertain yourself, hm?" You patted her shoulder with a smile as you got up.

"Wait, What the fuck do you mean?"

"Oh Williams! I've got a date, gotta' get ready."

It was insane, truly.

Ellie thought she was going crazy; she couldn't ever date you.

You're too good for her, representing everything she should want but isn't ready for. She was aware of how clearly toxic and intoxicated she was off, and with you.

No. Fuck no.

Ellie repeated to herself mentally, alongside questioning her existence—had she really been so caught up on trying to get a reaction out of you to see your time focused on someone else? —Yes, she was.

It wasn't as bad as the delusions Ellie's paranoia was creating in her mind. You had hung out with your friends where you happened to meet Dina. She was a mutual friend that you were introduced too.

Ever since then, you've been flattered, and hoped for a dinner date with her. For you, it felt like an escape of emotional dread that came after every touch, sentence, and epithet that left Ellie's lips.

You hated the way you loved how affectionate she was, catching yourself vulnerable every time she touched you. Always dwelling the feeling of her soft warmth that soaked into your own invisible bliss, never allowing yourself to look too pleased; Yet, never pulling away.

Ellie headed down the hallway to your room. She was desperate to get you to stay, creating small and stupid conversation to slow you as she loved hearing her nickname fall from your lips even though she was practically seeping jealousy.

Ellie was her own ticking time-bomb, her patience melting, and mustering “Who's the lucky girl?" She bugged, trying her hardest to conceal that greened tone.

You swirl your chair around, now completely facing her as you couldn’t help your jaw fall agape. You examine her demeanor while speaking up, “I don't ask about your daily rendezvouses." You were quick to quirk back, feeling uncalled for.

Ellie's brows knitted together, "We-well—are you gonna' bring them back? I deserve to know that." She stumbled but spit back.

It was clear, now, you offended her. It was true. You never asked about the women she brought into your shared apartment. The women she brought to make you jealous.

The laugh you let out was priceless, "I don't get a say on who you bring home, why would you?" You called her out.

Ellie stepped closer to your chair. She looked into your mirror, leaving you no choice but to face her as your swirled around, her eyes gandered through your vanity mirror.

Your facial expressions were clearer as she continued to push, "It's different, you know that." She tries to prove.

You wanted peace and relaxation, something Ellie makes a sure mission of that you never fucking receive.

"You can't go out," Ellie began.

"Who's gonna stop me? Are you serious?' You thought she must've been fucking with you; you weren't going to hear another word of it.

"Just get out, get out now." Standing up from you chair, holding it open as she walks out, and slamming the door behind her.

You had left and most of all, you had left Ellie feeling like complete shit.

She couldn't believe you did this, did this to her. It felt like you had shot right through her heart, torturing her with her own distasteful antics, and leaving a sour tang to her soul.

In her mind, she thought you were utterly selfish. She couldn't see past the fact that, you, didn't owe her anything.

Ellie wanted you, beyond pleasure, more than anything. You became insatiable to her.

She didn’t allow herself to soak in tangled feelings she felt for you, knew she had, even if it ate her alive at night. You would come to visit her in her sleep or while she mindlessly fucked some girl—sometimes, even pretending it was you.

You are treasure to her, too valuable to touch, but always curious with growing desperation to obtain and protect.

Ellie's peace was founded in you, a safe place she loves calling home. Unknown to your knowledge and you disrupted it.

As she disrupts your peace by being with anyone, but you.

Ellie finally understood what you meant by those backhanded insults.

She sat there with her hands palmed to her face, fingers running, and scratching through her short soft locks. Messing her own hair up, contemplating on how she could turn such a deep pattern.

This entire time she had been failing and failed to see that.

Out of everything, she thought blowing up your phone was the answer.

When you finally opened your phone, you saw your notification inbox full.

ⓘ Els ❕50+ messages

ⓘ Els ❕50 missed calls

You excused yourself to the restroom at fhe table with Dina, "I'm sorry, is it okay if run to the restroom really quick?" You requested through a thick forced tone and hidden irritation.

Your date had been going amazing. You may not have a lot in common with Dina, but she's a cheerful person who brings a refreshening energy. It was nice being in her presence.

It wasn't enough though.

You found yourself comparing your conversations to the conversations you have with Ellie, who is just your fucking roommate.

Dina was picture perfect, absolutely stunning, and she respected you more than you imagined Ellie ever could. That was the thing; even if talking to Dina tonight was full of laughter.

Everything you wanted wasn't her.

Never able to shake the anticipation of her touches, and the absence of her presence. Which make you crave it. Crave her. She was pure risk and you never wanted her to change.

You had a crush on your roommate, and you were fucked.

You were in the restroom ringing Ellie's phone. Hearing the beat of your heart thumps.

"You better say something good." You wanted to scream out as the line connects. You had every right to be, never once have you blown up her phone.

"Where are you? Let me come get you." She hurried through her words, hearing her surroundings of cars driving with a swish of wind.

You paced around, shocked and even more angry, "Are you out? Where are you?" You throw her own question back at her, whisper-yelling in a stall.

Ellie was so desperate to find where you were out like a girlfriend gone rogue.

"On my way to come get you, now tell me, where." She states blatantly and impatiently.

"You fucking wish! what happened? your hookup ain't text ya' back?" Your tone was laced with pure spite. It was silent for a small moment over the phone.

"Tell me where you are or come home." You could hear the desperation through her roughed-up tone.

Not a word was said. Your mood had been completely killed and you were hanging on by a thread. Repeating herself, “Come home or tell me where you are, please."

For the first time, you heard Ellie beg. She was pleading for you to come home, and you hated to admit it; yet, again.

But it worked.

When you finally saw her, you didn’t bring yourself to look or speak while you walked completely past her.

The silence was piercing the whole way. You could hear a pin drop.

“No side piece tonight?” your tone, only bashful. You were exhausted and enraged.

Ellie's white wife-beater was roughed up and you could smell the stench of marijuana roam off her neck. She looked sullen, her eyes low, bagged, and her jaw seeming clenched; her hair staticy.

You observed her body language, scanning her lean figure. Her sweatpants hung loosely onto her hips as her gaze shifted between you and her own feet.

Huffing, "Just why." you state, disassociating yourself by looking at the ground. It was continued silence for a moment.

"You came back for a reason, though." Ellie finally spoke and it just made everything worse.

"You know what? I did. I came back because I actually care for you. I thought you were in trouble or something, so I thought, hey, maybe I should go back—" You began, your voice shrieking as it raised louder.

"Something you never fucking think to do, too busy fucking to show me an ounce of respect!" You yelled. Weight had been lifted.

It was like screaming a keyword at Ellie, budging from looking at ground to look at you "What are you talking about!?" Ellie's eyes widen, her eyebrows raising as she retorts.

"You don't fucking get it!" you didn't say anything as she raised her hand angrily into the air, then running in through her hair.

"It is so fucking hard trying to resist you." Ellie's eyes were piercing into yours, her steps stalking closer.

"No matter how many women, they are never you. You are all I think about." You could hear her voice grow lower and lower as you froze.

You were at a loss for words, lips parted as you try to focus on your breathing.

"I want you. I need you." Ellie continues, whispering. Feeling her warm breath feather your lips. Ellie closed any space between you both, pulling you into her.

You opened your mouth to speak—only for her to bring a finger up to shush your lips, "I can't stand the thought of you with someone else." Ellie continued, leaning in closer and slowly removing her finger.

So many parts of you wanted to scream rejection, but as you feel her warmth, and her words you’ve dreamed. You could feel your blood rush and heat you up, feeling Ellie's body haze you, your mouth desperate and shaky.

"Kiss me, then." you tut.

Your lips met passionately, an automatic fight for dominance as the pace got hot. The thirst shared was unquenchable.

The personal echoes of each other's kisses smack as your hands got lost in her hair. Your fingers slightly tug onto her loose locks. Ellie's hands greedily rapturing you further into her body—till she couldn't; craving to feel every part of you.

You were lost into the feeling of Ellie's lips, her tongue swiping at your bottom lip as she's desperate to explore more of you.

Your bodies fiend for each other, one of your hands tugging on her muscle tank, and the other lowering from her hair. Ellie's hands roam from your waist, trilling at the feeling of you grazing her neck. She passes your hips till she reached thigh, and hiking it up onto her hip.

Ellie's grasps and grips onto the thick of your thigh, slowly dipping to cup the cheek of your ass. She sneaked a firm squeeze on your ass causing you to shriek, allowing her tongue to explore every crevice of your mouth.

Ellie giggled into the kiss at your muffled moans, amused by how she's effecting you. You push her off slightly, catching your breath. You were both left breathless while she kept eyes on each part of you.

Taking a step closer, reaching your hand out to caress her cheek. Indulged by the freckles painted into her as your thumb brushes her soft cheek. Slowly traveling your hand to her nape before coming around full circle, choking her, and pulling her chest to chest.

You smirk at the way her pupils dilatated. Ellie's mouth was agape, leaning in to lick a teasing swipe along her bottom and top lip. "I'm not your girlfriend." you state.

A soft quick squeeze on her neck causing a weak whine to fall from her lips. Oh, this was better than you imagined.

Ellie gripped your arm, pulling you around and into her chest. Walking you back, you felt your back eventually hit against her door with a hasty thud. Her tongue explored you, intertwining with your own as you sucked softly.

Each grope and wet lick electrified a craving in your stomach, pulsing into your arousal. She struggles with the doorknob, jiggling it open as her other hand held you. Ellie would never admit how soaked you get her.

Your needy grinds contra the pleasure dripping through her briefs as her lips learned every secret love spot within your precious body. You both tumbled onto her bed, not a care in the world besides this fervid momentum shared between you both.

Ellie toppled you, slowly lowering closer. Taking a chance to catch her by suprise, pulling her down with your leg hooked, and flipping her over. Now, you were on top.

Your lips quickly find their way to her clavicle, pecking, and licking alongside her neck. Almost ripping off her wife-beater while leaving open-mouthed kisses onto her shoulder. Continuing kissing down and around her exposed tits.

Your eyes switched watching her face and the way the cool air perked up her nipples. Ellie's back arched as you teased your teeth onto the plush above her tits, right above her sensitive erect nipples. you leave an array of hickeys, enjoying each squirm let out from under you.

This was your sweet revenge, her punishment for every time; she could've been with you, but wasn't.

You didn't stop tricking her with your tongue. Maneuvering down from fondling one of her tits, twiddling your finger around her nipple, and sliding into her loose sweats.

Your hand hasty as you reach the warmth of her panties, middle, and ring finger curve into the soaked patch that leaked through her panty. Thumb pushing up on her clit softly while Ellie turns her head laying head on the bed, watching you tease her; growing embarrassingly wet.

It was primal instinct, playing, and pushing for her weaknesses. You studied every small moan and squirm left form her body. Your fingers continuously circle her clit through her panties. She was quick to spread her legs for you, allowing you access.

Ellie's tits perked and red by your teeth and feverish sucking. You kept finger firm, pressing down onto her covered clit as the fabric of her soppy panty rubbed into her, pulling her panty to the side, coating your two fingers with her slick.

Ellie's chest heaves with a loud moan as her thighs tremble. You watch her struggle to reach up and stop your arm. She was on the border of giving in and still anxious for control.

She grips onto your wrist, slimed finger following down to her vulnerable entrance, toying with her, torturously. You kiss and lick your way back up, meeting her berried lips.

Your middle finger pushes into her, curving upward, and enticing her walls which immediately knocked a desperate strangled moan out of Ellie, throwing her head back.

The sound of her slick swirl and smack within gliding in and out of her whetted pussy brought you a gluttonous satisfaction. Her addictive cries encouraged another finger to join your soaked middle, stretching her out completely. Ellie’s grown in nail tips dug into your incensed flicking wrist.

Ellie on a frenzy of choked whines and unstable string of moans, "Gah-fuck me!".

You admire the work you've sucked onto her body. A fleeced giggle leaves your lips as you plant feathered kisses onto her cheeks, "Already am, baby" You murmured.

The pace you fucked her with was exquisite, your fingertips fluttering against her g-spot as they plunge deeper. Quickening your thrusts with every squelch given by Ellie’s gushed pussy. She held her mouth agape, allowing yourself to dive your tongue in, swallowing her lewd noises.

Ellie clenches around you, her pussy guzzling every inch of your thickened fingers. You could feel and hear her heartbeat pound against your smushed chests, "Ya'like it? like how it feels, honey?" Your question was coy, sliding your fingers fourth, pressing your tips verse her walls.

"Ah! yes, fuck, fuck yes!—I'm gonna'—" Lecherous shrieks fell from her lips as you help ride out her orgasm. Your fingers relentless in her pussy, juicing itself around your fingers; coating your fingers.

"Let it out, Els", You start to praise into her ear, "I know you've been dying too."

Your coo finishes her off with a loud grunt as you pull out your lustered up fingers. Without looking or a second thought, your free hand grabbed Ellie's jaw and attempted to focus her dazed vision to watch you.

Both of your eye's leer into each other as you plop your fingers into your mouth, coming sucking off her cum with a pop.

Ellie's eyes turned dark, her lids hazed, and hooded.

Slowly lifting yourself and shifting your hips below her stomach, Ellie was quick with her movements, flipping you over, and trapped under her. The feeling of her hands running up and down your clothed body, leaning down your ear, “Time, I took all this off…” She weakly whispers as she hovers over you.

Your body was completely sprawled onto her navy-blue sheeted bed with your arms raised above your head, and her knee pushing into your clothed heat. Mimicking your exact position, each sloppy kiss was followed by a piece of clothing being thrown off.

Seconds. How quick it was for you to be in nothing but your panties. Ellie’s kisses were precise and every nonverbal praise by the unconscious grind of your hips and bit-back whines.

She flows herself between your legs, pulling each one onto her shoulders as her lips pecked from your thighs till, she met your damped panty. "You had your fun," She started muttering into you.

"Only fair if I have mine, right mama?" Ellie cocks her head to the side, meeting your eyes before biting your panty-lining and proceeding to hike down your panties with her teeth.

Your eyes peered into her, watching the way she intently focused every part of you. She kissed every beauty mark that was blessed up your body. The feeling of her breath inching closer to your dewed pussy-lips; arching your back in temptation.

You thread your fingers throughout her hair, tugging slightly. You were no longer challenging her, giving complete submission to Ellie.

She watches the way arousal drips from your slit; her hands massaged the goosebumps perking the hairs on you. Ellie couldn't believe she was granted with such a divine privilege, drooling at the thought.

Ellie kitten-licked the delicious nectar that trickled, her tongue dragging flat against your pussy, and licking up your pulpy clit. Indulging in every moment spent between your legs with every keen lick trailed across your heat.

An inflamed jolt seeds through your spine, your entire body to thrash further into the bed as you cry out, "Ah!—Fucking god!" Your pleasure enthralling you to your ankles.

The wet smacking from her saliva coated sucks mixed with your core's elation. A train of vulgar slob laps your pussy while she gets lost in between your furred lips and swallowing you up, “It ain’t god, baby.” Smirking at your sensual vulnerability.

The tone she used was condescendingly sweet. Trembling your legs and jerking your hips which pushed Ellie’s head further into your pussy as the heel of your foot digs into her shoulder, and hands wrestling through her brunette locks.

Your head was thrown back in tempestuous joy, “Mmph! Ellie!—so fucking good!” Ellie’s tongue danced on your clit before making her way towards your soppy entrance.

Pure ecstasy marauded its way up and through your internal, tightening your abdomen. Every strike of her tongue inched closer to cumming all over her. You felt your hips cramp as you try to push Ellie off, backing away desperately.

You struggled, meekly crying out, "F-fuck! stop! stop!" Ellie immediately pulled away with wide eyes. She looked up at you alarmed, "Did I hurt you?!" her tone sincere and worried as she got up, standing above you.

Trying to catch your breath, sweat glistening your naked body. You lean up on your elbows to look at her, "Get on the bed..." your voice was breathless and clear. Ellie walks over slowly, hovering next to you on the empty side of the bed while licking the corners of her lips deviously.

Ellie leans over, her hand threading through your messy hair as she kissed you ferociously. Tasting yourself on her tongue as your own greedily twirled around her mouth. Both of your tongues swirl around each other as your arms find their way around Ellie's body.

You pull away from her lips, "Put your pussy on me." you sulk, regaining your strength.

"Aren't you charming." She jokes out sarcastically and smirking, "Oh, just sit on my face." you huff with a fun grin.

Just like that, Ellie turns around, holding herself up onto your thighs. Your hands run through the back on her thighs till you made your way to her ass, fondling, and squeezing her plush flesh. Mouth’s salivating at each other.

Ellie lets out a gratifying groan as your tongue swipes her sensitive slits, twirling around her hole and thumb circling her clit. Arching herself down onto you more while leveling herself in-between your thighs, leaving sloppy opened kisses on your pussy.

Your stomach bubbles up lewdly, chasing after her swirling tongue within the impatient trial to get her to cum all over your face. The mix of each other's nibbles and starved slurps, propelling bodies together as your legs convulsed and her own thighs shook with inched erotica.

You feel your orgasm coarse and itch closer as Ellie continues to drag between your slits. Starting to move faster, hips grinding against your face. Ellie is soon following close behind, both of you moaning and panting while reaching each other’s simultaneous climax.

A string of choked out moans bouncing off her white walls, “Don-Don’t stop!” you gasp out before closing your mouth around her clit.

Continuous harmony between both of your moans as you both cum all over each other, creaming your faces.

You and Ellie lay in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow. Eyes dozed, sweaty bodies entwined, and sharing a first tender moment of silence.

You lifted your nuzzled head from the crook of her neck, breaking the silence.

“I don't want you to touch anyone besides me.” Voice hoarse and clearer than ever.

“I dont want to ever see anyone besides you.”

A/N: I FEEL BEYOND GRATEFUL FOR REACHING 1k WHILE I WAS GONE 🥹 i thought it was about time i post cus i finally feel like ? confident ? i spent most of my time if it wasn’t personal life duty, id be writing a bunch of self indulgent fictions (THIS WAS ONE OF THEM LOL) and practicing and differentiating my writing style to my liking.

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𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞

→ premise: steve and bucky would follow you to the ends of the earth. one call of their names and they’re at your service. they’re obsessed, only problem is you aren’t theirs, not yet anyways.

→ pairing: roomates!stucky x fem!reader

→ warnings: smut | 18+, body worship, love marks [hickies, bites, etc], nicknames [baby, sweetie, sweets], mention of cheating [not reader or the boys]

→ a/n: kinktober 01

Living with two grown men may seem like an odd arrangement, but when those men would go to the ends of the earth to make you comfortable it wasn’t so bad. You’ve been living with Steve and Bucky for almost 2 years and it was amazing. You didn’t understand why they were always so caring and attentive to you, not that you were complaining but it had led to fights with your boyfriend John. He accused you of cheating on him with one if not both of them multiple times. Though you repeatedly denied it and said they have never even laid a hand on you in that way.

Although unbeknownst to you was how many times late into the night with soft footsteps Steve would sneak into Bucky's room or vice versa. The both of them worked up over all the depraved and dirty images of you and your hands on them flashing in their heads as they tried to sleep. Soft kisses to muffle their desperate moans against the others lips, hips pressed up against one another. A hand each wrapped around the other man's cock fisting it trying to get the thoughts of you to quiet down in their heads. Them pulling apart slowly in the end with swollen lips, cum covered chests and the odd unfulfillment of both men secretly wishing you were squeezed between them.

In the middle of a particularly nasty fight with your boyfriend about the same topic he let his own infidelity slip, admitting he cheated on you.

“Well, I'm glad I cheated on you, it only makes us fair if you’re going around screwing and whoring yourself out for your roommates” His words replayed in your head even now as you sluggishly pushed your way inside your apartment.

The front door slamming shut and your muffled sniffles and cries have Steve and Bucky jumping up on their feet before you even make it fully inside.

”Hey hey sweetie what happened” Steve coos as he lightly tries wiping away your tears with the sleeve of his shirt though more and more just kept pouring from your eyes. Steve was to your right and Bucky to your left, they often crowarded your space but an odd comfort and sense of security came with it, especially now. In an attempt to explain you let out broken words cut off with cries and sniffles that sound like gibberish to the boys.

“Let's sit down, sweets okay?” Bucky questions softly and hesitantly as they both lead you with a hand hovering over your back towards the large couch In the living room. Nodding and dragging your feet you let them guide you, finally sitting and taking a moment to compose yourself. You steal a glance either side of you at your wonderful roommates, only making a larger pit grow in your stomach. You were upset but more than anything worried about their reactions.

With a deep breath in you finally start explaining what happened.

“John and I had a fight again… about the same thing as always him saying i had to be cheating on him with one of you, he even accused me of sleeping with both of you” you scoff softly recalling his vile tone with his accusation. Wordlessly you watch the boys exchange an unreadable glance at one another before they return their eyes to you. “What about this fight made you cry?” Steve questions. You hadn't cried ever after a fight about this with him, only complained. They watched as tears brimmed in your eyes again, Steve's hands were fidgeting in his lap, itching to touch you. He wanted to comfort you but it felt wrong to touch you when talking about you fighting with your boyfriend specially over them. Bucky silently mulling over the information encouraging you to go on with a soft nod, while also trying to refrain from touching you no matter how bad he felt the urge to.

“And he blurted out how he's glad he also cheated on me so that makes us fair..” your tears finally spill over and hit your thighs soaking your jeans a bit as you put your head down, bracing yourself for their reactions mostly Buckys. He was known to be a little hot headed especially when it came to you being hurt. You can feel both men fuming each side of you, Steve suddenly now reaching out and rubbing up and down your thigh. Pushing away his anger at your boyfriend as much as he can, he pushes your face up softly with his fingers so you look at him. “He doesnt deserve you if that's the way he thinks” you could hear the hatred for the man behind Steve's words though he tried to hide it.

“Oh he’s a fuckin’ dead man” Bucky fumes and in a flash is up off the couch, fists balled at his sides ready to wring your boyfriends neck. Lunging forward across Steve's lap to grab Bucky's hand and stop his stampede you pull at him so he looks at you. “No please dont, just stay here with me.. we broke up anyway” your voice comes out soft and a bit wobbly still near the end as it was full of desperation. Though the emotion was mostly for the fact you wanted to just be comforted by them both. You miss the way their eyes light up and glance at each other when the words ‘break up’ register in their heads. When Bucky still hasn't moved though now it's more from shock you turn your head to face Steve. You hadn't realized how close your faces were but give him a pleading look with your eyes asking for his help.

Both of the boys feel as though their hearts are gonna burst out of their chests and they’d be okay with it if they died like this. Your soft hand in Bucky’s pulling him still towards you, fingers slowly intertwining with his rough ones. The warmth from your hand seeping into his usually cold one. Your body draped across Steve's lap and your face inches away from his, your eyes glued to his. The smell of your perfume surrounding him, the scent making his head go foggy.

The blonde shallows thickly before finally finding his voice, “You want us both to stay and comfort you?” He questions and even tests the waters by letting his hand drift to your lower back. You nod in the direction of both of them, watching slowly as Bucky's tense shoulders relax and he turns his body to face you.

Moving slowly as if he were trying not to spook you like a deer, he bends down and softly grabs ahold of your face so you're looking right in his eyes.

“He didn’t fucking deserve you never did, not like we do..” Bucky's anger was still clearly a bit prevalent, he couldn’t believe the asshole would cheat when he had you. He didn’t mean to slip up at the end, yet there was the underlying satisfaction of the fact that you were nearly all theirs now.

You thought your heart was gonna beat out of your chest now and Steve was ready to smack his roommate upside the head for letting both their feelings for you come out. “What buck meant to say-” you cut him off in the middle. “Show me what I deserve..” you say with determination while looking into bucky's eyes though it’s aimed equally at both men. They’re both frozen for a moment looking at you in shock, if this was some weird shared wet dream they don't ever wanna wake up. After a grumbled ‘fuck it’ leaving the brunette’s mouth breaks the silence, he surges forward crashing his lips against yours. A squeal leaving your mouth morphs into a soft hum of appreciation. Heat floods your whole body and down your core at the prolonged intense kiss.

You’ve never been kissed with this much love and excitement in your life, it sends your head spinning when you pull away. A smirk blooms on his face as he takes in both yours and Steve's love-struck and frozen expressions. Taking the reins, Bucky softly moves your face over to face your roommate once again and takes one hand off your face to plant on the back of the other man's neck. “How about you give Stevie some lovin’ huh baby?” He directed softly only making your head spin more and giving Steve flashbacks of Buck guiding him on how to please him. You could feel him getting hard under you as your body was still pressed against his lap, the feeling giving you a confidence boost. That coupled with a small nudge from the brunette's hands on the both of you, your lips crash together.

The feeling snapping Steve out of his frozen state as he lets out a choked whine, kissing you felt better than he could've ever imagined and he had multiple nights. Grabbing a hold of your body he lifts you up and onto his lap, only breaking the kiss for a second. His lips return to yours as his hands now finally allowed to roam your body. Running up and down your thighs, pushing up at the bottom of your shirt, rubbing down your back. “We’ll show you just how much you deserve to be appreciated sweetie, gladly” he groans against your lips.

“Please~” you whine into the kiss and lightly grind your hips against his. You hadn't noticed Bucky's hands leaving your body until they returned rubbing at your neck and down your arms as he was moving to sit on the coffee table in front of the couch, your back facing him. His knee slots under you and between the other man's thighs, supporting your body on their legs. His hands help Steve’s along in removing your shirt, kissing down your spine softly. “Wanna mark you up so bad sweets make you ours, shoulda always been ours” Buck mouths against your back and sucks leaving a trail of hickies down your spine as he runs his hands down your thighs and over the blondes wasit.

You pull away from the kiss, your eyes glazing over in lust as you take in Steve's swollen lips and flushed face. “Mark me please, more both of you” you whine out greedily as Bucky grabs onto your chin manipulating your face so your head is turned to face him and kisses you feverishly again. The boys work in perfect tandem and sync to strip you of your pants as well as maneuver around so now you are on your back pressed against the soft suddenly not nearly large enough couch and Steve is nestled between your thighs. Bucky is crouched down by your face and chest next to the couch.

Steve hands have a bruising grip on your hips as he lifts them so your legs are propped up on his muscular thighs. “God he’s such an idiot, how could he cheat when he had all this? Huh? God we wanted you so bad baby you have no idea” he rambles out as his hands worship and rub at your hips and thighs and even down your legs. “Wanted to feel these hips and thighs wrapped around my head so bad, thought about it every night fuck” he groans. “We both thought such dirty things about our pretty little roomate baby” Buck chimes in from beside you.

You were certain your panties were ruined by now, soaked with your slick, your clit throbbing in desperation for even just one of them to give attention to it. Your hips buck up in response to his words and his hands. Bucky’s hands were palming at your tits and rubbing your arms as he marked up your neck and chest. Reaching under you he unclasps your bra, pulling the one strap down to reveal your breast closest to him, he starts to lick and suck on your nipple. “Fantasized about these fuckin’ pretty tits in my face as you’d ride me sweets” he moans agianst your chest as his one hand gropes the neglected tit. “Mmm fuck~” you gasp out in response to their words and when steve bites down on the plush and senstive skin of your inner thigh. You were almost entirely naked and their large heater bodies pressed against your exposed skin fought off any type of breeze in the room. Your body felt on fire, from the two sets of roaming hands and the two desperate mouths marking and exploring your body, worshiping every inch. Whines and moans coming from all three of you filled the apartment.

By now there was hardly any un-bruised skin, hickies littered your chest and back from Bucky, bite marks and hickies covered your stomach and thighs from Steve and you swore you had fingertip sized bruises from their grip on you. They didn't wanna let go, they held onto you the whole time both too afraid that if they did the moment would end. The boys wanted to spend hours like this if you'd let them.

You were theirs now whether you really knew it or not and they were never gonna stop showing you the appreciation you deserve and they were far from done.

→ a/n: happy first day of kinktober my loves!! this one got away from me a bit, not every day will be over 1,000 words but this one was lol. also sorry to any johns i just picked a random name lol. this also was not proofread to well as i rushed to get it up.

[luvyeni]

❛LIFE AFTER❜ ( 00' liners )

p. roommate!00'liners x fem!reader w. 3.6k+

— 𖦹 warnings. multiple sex scene, oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex, jealous renjun (bro has it out for haechan)

— 𖦹 ( life with your roomates after what happened previously ) !

authors note. people were asking for a part 2 so i had to deliver.

You threw your head back , jaemins head buried in between your legs — his tongue licking your folds as his nose bumped against your clit. “Ja-jaemin fuck , more.” He held your legs open , holding your stomach down as you squirmed. “Fuck im gonna cum!” You screamed , legs shaking as you came on his tongue.

“Oh fuck!”

He pulled away with that same condescending smirk he wore every time he ate you out. “Jesus princess , you’re gonna pull my hair out of you keep gripping it like that.” You rolled your eyes. “Shut up.”

You felt his cock twitching against you , reaching down to stroke him through his pants. “Sh-shit don’t.” He grabbed your hand. “Why not?” you questioned. “as much as I want bury my cock it your pretty pussy , I have class.” He said. “you’re gonna go the class hard.”

He shrugged , standing up on the bed. “Not like I haven’t before , it really helps with the ladies.” He wiggled his eyes brows , causing you to roll your eyes once again. “you jealous princess?” he smirked  , you scoffed.  “And why would I be jealous?” you slid your panties back on. “Oh yeah that’s right , you have three other alternatives.” He said — just as jeno walked into your room. “there goes one of them.”

It had been a long time since it was supposed to be a “one time thing” with your roommates — many times you’ve found yourself in jeno’s and jaemins bed , or haechan sneaking inside your room at night whining about how horny he was , asking you to help him out — which you almost always did.

Renjun on the other hand — he never really came to you , more like you went to him. He never denied you , or course not , he would never miss the opportunity to fuck you or have you go down on him , especially whenever he was stressed.

“Sorry sweet , can’t fuck you today , I have a class as well.” Jeno eyed your half naked body. “when have any of you cared about school that much?” you pouted. “haechan is on his way, you know he’s never not ready to fuck you.” Jeno said. “fine , and when I start fucking him only don’t say anything.” They both scoffed , seeing your bluff. “Jaemin , you know what I can miss a day , what about you?”

Jaemin smirked , you looked in between the both of them confused. “Yeah , it just a regular class , I can watch online.” Before you even ask what they were talking about , jeno was picking your body up , you yelped in surprise. “Jeno!” He held you down against his hardening cock. “You want cock so much , how about taking two?”

It was always just you and one of them , but the thought of two of them made your panties soak. “Look at her eyes , going dumb just by the thought.” Jaemin snickered,  his cock in front of your face. “that’s what you want to take two cocks at the same time -hm- like a slut?” you grinded down on jeno cock , he groaned out , slapping your ass , gripping it. “Sh-shit jeno.”

He lifted you up , pulling his cock out from his underwear and sweats , jerking his cock , slapping his head against your ass. “gonna fuck this cunt.” He pulled your panties to the side — his cockhead rubbing against your folds. “treat you like the whore you arm.” He abruptly pushed you down on his cock , both of you moaning out. “fu-fuck , pussy is so good.”

He pushed you down on your cock , the burn from his cock stretching you out deliciously. “that’s it , take my fat cock.” You moved your hips up and down , lifting your shirt up , sucking on you boobs that bounced on his face.

Meanwhile , jaemin was teasing you — his cock long freed from his pants , tapping against your lips , leaving behind a trail of his pre-cum. “you want my cock down your throat princess , want me to abuse your mouth while fucks you cunt.” He pushed his tip into your mouth. “fuuuuck , your mouth is so warm.” He groaned , sliding his cock into your mouth.

He slowly fucked into your mouth , occasionally hitting the back of your throat every time jeno fucked up into your hole. “God your mouth is like heaven.” He groaned. “gotta fuck your mouth often.” Jeno slapped your ass. “M'shit , your pussy is choking my cock , gonna cum inside you.”

He lifted his legs up , getting a better angle as he fucked you , you cursed , your words being muffled by jaemins cock. “Sh-shit keep doing that , she’s moaning like a slut on my dick.” He threw his head back. “Fuck! Im gonna cum down your throat.”

He grabbed the back of your head , pushing it all the way down , using your mouth like some sort of toy , before you felt his cum shoot to the back of your throat. “Oh fuck!” he cursed , pulling out , jerking off his still hard cock , more cum shooting from his red cock on to your lips , all the way up to your lips. “Look at you , nasty baby , gonna let jeno cum inside?”

“Y-yes.” You yelled out , feeling yourself about to cum. “i-im gonna fucking cum.” Jeno rutted his hips up faster. “Jeno -fuck- jeno im cumming!” you let out a pornographic scream , legs shaking , falling over as you came. “shaking like a leaf on my cock.” He laughed. “Jae she really a little slut.”

“Sh-shit im gonna cum.” Jeno hissed , pressing you down , nuzzling his cock deep inside as he came. “take my fucking cum slut , take it like the cumdump you are.” He fully emptied himself inside you — thank god for birth control.

“You have a filthy mouth.” You hissed as jeno cleaned you up. “me, had your mouth not been full of cock we both know your mouth is just as filthy as mines.” He helped you get dressed. You turned to jaemin who was resting on your bed. “did I say you can sleep here?” he opened one eyes before speaking.

“you just sucked the soul out of me , I did a nap and your room is the most comfortable." He closed his eyes — you turned to jeno who shook his head. “im gonna go watch the class online , since someone made me miss a class.” He said walking out of the room.

Renjun walked through the door , dropping his bag tiredly , his classes had worn him out — he just wanted to fall asleep in his bed , he didn’t even have the energy to fix himself some food , going straight to his room to sleep.

Well at least that’s what he wanted , to take a nice sleep — but instead he had to listen to you scream on the other side of his wall as his other two roommates fucked you. “sh-shit.” He could feel his cock stirring awake in his sweats , your moans were like music to his ears , bringing his hand to palm his cock. “No.” he stopped himself , he wasn’t gonna do that , turning on his side,  taking his pillow to cover his ear to block out the sounds.

By the time you guys were done , he was no longer even tired , he was hard a fuck and desperate to relieve himself — maybe he could ask you. You always came go him , he was too nervous to ask , but he knew he’d end up fucking his hand until his wrist grew tired if he tried to jerk off.

After playing mental gymnastics in his hand , he got up making his way put his bedroom to knock on yours. “come in.” he heard your soft voice , smiling to himself as he opened the door , stepping in , his smile immediately dropping as he looked at the scene in front of him.

You sat on your bed , scrolling through phone , half naked — while a half naked jaemin slept beside you. “o-oh shit im sorry.” He said , turning. “we aren’t doing anything , he’s sleep how can I help you?” He stared at your bare thighs,  wanting nothing more to than burry his head in between them , but he couldn’t cause of jaemin — lord he hated jaemin right now.

“O-oh n-nothing I was wondering if you wanted to get take out?” he said , cursing himself out in his head. “Sure , whatever you want is fine.” He nodded , taking a quick last peek at your thighs before making his way out of the room , shutting the door. “you know he wanted to fuck right?”

You slightly jumped , turning to him. “you scared me.” You slapped his chest. “And what do you know?” You said. “because im a man , I saw that look in his eyes.” He sat up. “how did you see anything if you were sleep.” You rolled your eyes. “call is a sixth sense.” He pinched your thigh , you slapped his hand. “that hurt.”

“Let me kiss it better.” He kissed your thigh. “I know what you’re doing.” He smirked against your thigh , before placing another kiss , spreading your legs. “good then we can skip that part.” He lowered his head in between your thighs.

“I'm home now , i just in.” you held the bags in your hand , making your way to your room — shopping tired you out and all you wanted was to lay down and watch tv in your bed.

Your door was open — that was strange , you always kept it closed. You walked up to the door , hearing a loud curse , realizing who it was , kicking the door open. “haechan how many times have I told you not to come into my room to use my computer.”

He turned in your chair , smiling. “I was waiting for you to come home.” He said. “I missed you.” He whined. “shut up mark.” He spoke through his headset.  “Wow you’re really comfortable — get out.” You dropped your bags. “Im tired and I don’t want to hear you yelling at mark right now.”

You heard him say goodbye to mark , as you got undress to your underwear , climbing into bed — feeling a dip right after.  “haechan I said — but I want you.” He whined in your ear.  “I waited all day for you.” You could feel him grinding his cock against your thigh , it made you smirk. “yeah?”

You brought your hand to his hard on squeezing it in your palm , he moaned. “what do you want.” You palmed him , he tried his best not to grind against your hand so he wouldn’t cum. “i-I want to f-fuck you , p-please.” He stuttered out. “Please.”

He sounded so cute begging for you like that , humping you leg. “keep humping my thigh , then maybe i'll let you fuck me.” He whined , annoyed. “Y-y/n why?” he pouted , still not stopping his movements though. “because I like watching you act like a bunny in heat.” You teased. “fucking my thigh like it’s the last thing you’ll ever fuck.” You bit his ear lobe , his hips stuttered against your leg. “fuck?”

He felt his front becoming wet , his ears turning red — he’d just came in his pants like a teenager. “good boy.” You praised. “you can fuck me now.” He wasted no time , ripping his pants  off , throwing them along with his ruined underwear , climbing in between your legs. “Slow down hyuck , im not going anywhere.”

“I’m so horny.” He pressed his needy tip at your entrance. “I can’t help it.” He pushed into your waiting hole. “of fuck , I can’t.” He felt like he was going crazy the way your cunt gripped him like vice. “your pussy is too tight.” You moaned , as he rutted into your hole. “fu-fuck hyuck your so big.”

He reached between your sweaty bodies , rubbing your hard clit. “oh fuck hyuck im gonna cum , fuck!” you shouted  , he sped up his movements. “m-me too , I want you to cum first.” He stuttered. “Cum first.” He rubbed harsher circles on your clit. “fuck im cumming!” You moaned , tightening your legs around his waist as you came. “fu-fuck cum inside me hyuck.”

“Shit.” He cursed upon hearing your lewd words.  “fuck im cumming.” He emptied himself inside you , rutting his hips a few times to ride out his high, before pulling out his softening cock.

“Didn’t know you had a breeding kink.” He teased , you rolled your eyes. “Don’t tease me when you came all over  yourself not only 20 minutes ago.” He shrugged , nestling into your side. “no shame in my game , not every day a bad bitch lets you hump her thigh.” You laughed. “you are so corny.”

“Good morning lazy bums.” You walked into the kitchen where everyone was. “its 11:30 , and we’re the lazy bums , do you even go to school?” Jaemin joked. “when absolutely necessary.” You grabbed a yogurt from the fridge . “I need my beauty sleep.” You said.

“Or maybe you need to stop fucking haechan 4 o’clock in the morning.” Jeno said , both of you turned to him. “what I do in her bedroom is none of your business.” He said , with his mouth full of cereal. “it is when its 4 o’clock in the morning.” Renjun muttered, he was quietly sitting at the table , watching you. “Are you just upset that it's not you?” hyuck teased, you slapped his hand. “Go get ready.” You said. “Before I tell everyone what you did the other day.” He quickly got up , making his way into his room. “he doesn’t know you told us already.” You shook your head. “I have few more errands , don’t tell him just yet.”

“do you have class today?” you asked renjun once you both were alone , he shook his head — he’d been doing that a lot lately , only using head , or really short answers. “No.”

He stood up , putting his dish in the sink. “im going back to my room.” He said before making his way back to his cave where could be alone.

He didn’t mean to be so rude , he knew he shouldn’t be jealous , it’s not that he hated what you were doing , he just wish he could come to you like they could , without getting nervous — like how haechan did , fuck sometimes he wanted to stuff his mouth with socks.

Jeno and jaemin he had no problem with them , at least they didn’t be smug assholes about it — bur hyuck , he had to let everyone know what was going on , tease him to his face , mock him , it just pissed him off.

It pissed him off always hearing you moan his name , how much a dick he’d be in the morning after. “fuck.” He groaned , the mere thought of your moans turned him on , so desperately wanting to feel you again.

You knocked on his door , waiting for him to answer. “Jun.” you called , he opened the door. “yes?” He stuck his head out. “I just wanted to ask if you’re okay?” no he was horny as hell , and wanted to beat haechan up. “im fine.”

“you sure , you just seem.” You started. “Seem what?” he said. “well like you are — upset?” he interrupted. “well yeah.” You said. “are you?” You asked. “yes.” He said , your lips parted to speak. “is that not what you wanted me to say?” he said. “that everything was just fine when it’s not.” He was now out of the room , backing you against your bedrooms door. “just like always.”

You didn’t know why , but his new change of attitude was turning you on. “w-well why are you upset?” you tried not to stutter but he pressed against you,  his breath fanning against your face. “You want know princess , you really want to know?” fuck that nickname almost made your knees buckle. “Because im horny as fuck. He said.

“Im horny as fuck , and every time I want to come to you , you’re always busy , or too busy fucking haechan to even notice.” His hand running up your arm , causing you to shiver. “He’s always in the way , I don’t care about the others , but it’s always him.” His lips were so close to yours. “im so sick of him.” He pressed his lips against yours.

He opened the door — you stumbled back but he caught you , not breaking the kiss until you reached the bed. “sit down.” He pushed you down , sitting in front of your legs , spreading them. “he talks so much shit about how he does this better , m’gonna show him.” He pulled down your panties. “such a wet cunt.” He licked your folds. “taste so good.” He dove right in , licking at your cunt , using his thumb to rubbed at your clit.

You threw your head , back holding his head. He was better than hyuck , but you’d never tell , you were trying  to start world war three in the apartment.  “so fucking good jun.” he hummed against your cunt. “shit.”

He added a finger , thrusting slowly in your cunt , sucking at your clit. “fuck jun im gonna cum!” he gave you the okay , your legs stiffened as you came. “oh my god.” You gasped , he pulled away , his lips glossy.

He didn’t mutter a word , pushing you back against the bed , climbing on top of you. “re-rejun , please.” You begged. “Please fuck me.” He palmed himself , releasing his hard cock. “Do you even deserve it?” He rubbed himself against your heat. “I don’t think you do.”

“pl-please , I want it.” You moaned , he slowly push his cock into your hole , stopping at his tip. “you want the hole thing?” he teased , slowly fucking you with his tip. “re-renjun please.” Tears wielding in your eyes. “awe are you crying.” He teased. “you want my cock that bad?” you nodded. “pl-please.”

He pushed himself all the way in , bottoming out. “fuck such a nice cunt.” He moved his hips , dragging his cock in and out of your hole. “nice and tight.” He groaned. “f-faster.” You cried , he began to snap his hips against yours , pinching your nipples. “Fu-fuck im not gonna last if you keep gripping me like that.”

You were overwhelmed , ready to cum at any moment. “you gonna cum princess?” he said. “cum all over my cock? Do it , cum.” He commanded , and with that you came , tightening around him. “oh shit , im gonna cum.” He grunted. “shit.”

You felt his seed pour inside you , you sighed at the feeling. “so good.” He stilled his hips , making sure he was empty , before pulling out. “shit.” He watched it leak out of you. “that’s so hot.”

He helped you get dressed — putting on your clothes back on , you sat up in the bed , pulling him back down on the bed. “what?” You pushed him down , to lay down. “maybe if you stayed , haechan wouldn’t always be here to keep me company.”

His face turned red , you laughed. “if you want to come hang out with me , then just ask, you don’t have to make this whole thing weird , you see me and jaemin , we hang out all the time.” You said. “even when we aren’t you know.”

“Then let’s go somewhere, tomorrow.” He asked , just as the door opened. “yeah let’s go.” Hyuck walked in , renjun was about to get up , but you stopped him. “hyuck , I love you but not today.” The boy pouted. “why not , he’s about to leave isn’t he?” You shook your head. “no , he’s staying here and hanging out with me , we can hang out later on , now go.” You sent the pouting boy on his way , you turned to him with a smile.

“Now what should we do?”

©️LUVYENI

[transgendz]

Ik I've made a post about it before but hospitals don't always have the ability to cater to life or death food allergies and are often not up front about this when admitting patients.

Yesterday I had to take my roomate to the hospital. He is allergic to soy, dairy, most tree nuts, several fruits, and he has severe celiacs, so no gluten whatsoever.

Little backstory, we are both disabled, and I am his advocate in situations like these, generally I am his caregiver, though I'd say it goes both ways.

So he is being pushed to accept hospitalization, and I am agreeing until I ask about food. The nurse says "it's a hospital, why wouldn't we be able to accomidate"

I am more direct, and say "many hospitals can't, I don't mind walking to the cafeteria to confirm." She seems to get frustrated but says she will call them and leaves after belittling me for having her check.

When she returns I'm told "they cannot guarantee any of the foods we have will be allergen free, but nothing in life is 100%"

My roomate came to the hospital because he was bleeding from ulcers caused by accidentally getting a single speck of grain alcohol based hand sanitizer on his tounge.

Td;lr hospitals don't always provide for allergens, and when I brought this up in a hospital with a nurse, I was basically told the patient should just eat allergens

[tra1nchi]

hiiii!!!<⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠> can i req bottom male reader with his roomate jingyuan fucking roughly on the coach????💗🩷

MINORS DNI!! Bttm male reader,, rough sex,, lots of kisses mwah,,creampie lol

You haven't seen eachother in days,,you were sent off on some mission that jing yuan himself couldn't care less about,,only awaiting the day that you would return to him and when you finally did,, He didn't let go,,

He wasn't used to having you away for so long,,you were always by his side,,so when you finally returned to him,, you both didn't even make it to the bed,,Jing yuan greedily stealing kisses from you all with a lazily smirk,,

He didn't even allow you to take off your shoes,, dragging you to the couch,, His kisses started to grow more desperate,,his teeth lightly dragging against your skin,,climbing himself ontop of you,,cupping your face to bring you into a passionate kiss

"I missed you so much, my darling~" His voice was breathless as he pulled away from your lips,,reluctantly,,he couldn't control himself any longer,,his hands drifting down to your thighs,,lifting them up for a better angle,,

Keeping eye contact with you,,leaning down to press kisses against your thighs,,slowly removing the fabric that was covering your skin,, Trailing kisses all the way up to your crotch but just avoiding it,,his hand brushing against your erection,,

"Seems like someone missed me too hm?" He teases,,biting down gently on your earlobe as his half lidded eyes looked lovingly into yours,,His grip tight on your skin,

He fit so perfectly inside of you,, his arm hooked under your knee,,his hips bucking into you so roughly that the couch started to creak under both of your movements,,his lips locked onto your neck,,kissing it between soft groans,,

He couldn't hold himself back any longer,,He didn't let you take a breath as his hips pounded into you,, his hands gripping your hair,,his free hand holding your wrists to your back!!

"You feel so good, you were made for me." You both lost how many orgasms you had,,the couch was completely ruined at this point,,Jing yuan fucking his cum in and out of you,,only adding more and more!! :(

[evilminji]

You know what I never see explored?

"Not on MY watch!" Superfan Dash Baxter. The young, limnal, quarterback built like a tank and willing to hit like one.

Because let's be real here. Imagine that scenario: Dash, heading to practice with his Bros. His best friends. The team. When? Oh shit! It's PHANTOM! Best day EVER right?

Except it's NOT.

Somethings wrong. He's not as graceful as he usually is. There is no clever comebacks. He looks beat up, man. What HAPPENED? Everyone looks confused when Dash looks around. But before he can call up to him?

Phantom is Shot Out Of The SKY.

Hits the football field HARD. The entire team is already running. Full sprint. It's those fucking GIW. Already driving onto the field and tearing it up. Jumping out, weapons primed.

Phantom's not... oh god, he's not getting up.

He looks hurt. Really hurt. Those bastards are closing in.

Dash's team? Has his back. They're also fans. Friends of his. Not a single one hesitates. They put their BACKS into it and welcome these sick fucks to Tackle Practice. With a follow up of "Taste Your Own Teeth". Amity special, coach would be proud.

But Dash... fuck, he can't wail on these guys AND protect Phantom at the same time. Kwan tells him to go. Throws him his keys. His car is least shit. Dash owes him SO many pizzas for this. First pick on movies for LIFE, man.

It hurts to leave his team behind. His best friend. But Dash has to GO. He can already hear the Fentons closing in. He grabs Phantom, his HERO, and runs for his life.

Barely manages to peel out of there in time. Floors it. Calls Paulina, obviously. She and Star are doing a spa day thing. She picks up because she KNOWS he wouldn't bother her if it wasn't serious. And-!

Oh...

Oh fuck.

In the rear view mirror. The Fentons and GIW just screeched onto the road behind him. Closing distance FAST. What does he do? Paulina he can't... he WON'T hand Phantom over!

And of course she understands. For God's sake, she in LOVE with the guy. He's never heard her sound so scared and furious. They'll get phantom over her twice dead body. She and Star are making some sort of noises, chanting, and...?

Giant Amazons with swords? GHOST Amazons. Suddenly in the road, jumping over his car to attack the cars behind him. Paulina what the FUCK?? She been talking to her Abuela, APPARENTLY. Who's friends aunt's "roomate" was particularly good at communicating with the dead. So OBVIOUSLY Paulina got her to send notes and studied them in secret.

Gotta be able to speak to you future husband's family in their native language. You win brownie points. Gives her a step up. "Not the point"? It's kind of a point! Giant warrior women! Who-?

Paulina made friends while practicing.

Of course she did. Why is he even REMOTELY surprised she chose the giant terrifying Amazons to be beasties with? He's know her for years. He should know better by now.

.....he feels small asking. Hates that his voice shakes. But... but what do they DO, 'Lina?

What he hates even more is the little shake in his childhood friends voice, even though she's trying to sound certain and strong. What they Do? What they DO is Dash drives his ass the her house, gets in her BETTER car, which she is going to load up, and they leave Amity.

She has LOADS of money. All sorts of jewelry. They're very last season. Frankly, she.. she can't WAIT to pawn them if they have too. They just have to drive. Get Phantom as far away from those freaks as possible. Get help.

And? It could go so many ways from there? Paulina LOVES Phantom. How will she reconcile that with her views on Fenton? How will Dash? Seperated from their roles as "the popular ones" and "the crazy people's son". Knowing that... that Danny likes her TOO.

But she's been AWFUL to him. She said so much. DID so much.

Do the even? LIKE each other? Or just the IDEA of each other? The person they made up in their heads.

They're afraid, tired, on the run. But free from school, the expectations of others, the baked in histories of a small town. Who ARE they as people? Do they like each other? COULD they?

I want to believe that Paulina really means it. That no one is at their best in middle and high school. They say and do stupid, mean, shallow shit. Because the world presses and presses and tells them it's all they are worth. Because they don't know who they ARE yet. Because she is a child. Not yet eighteen.

And Danny isn't perfect either. He saw a pretty, pretty face and got distracted by it. Didn't see how HARD she works. How smart she is. How ambitious and brilliant at reading people.

Are they trying to get to an Embassy? To Paulina's extended Family to the south, who would most certainly take them in, and would gladly fight gods for them? Or is this a crossover? Are they going towards other Heros? Older ones?

Is Paulina planning to pull a Lois Lane and Cause Problems On Purpose? Is Dash HAUNTED by "oh fuck, Wes was right." And now knows he's gonna have just... just WALK UP TO THEM. Broad ass daylight. Like "hello, I clearly know your secret identity! Please don't kill me!"?

Whatever the plan? Danny is in the back row of Paulina's once nice, now beat to hell car, bleeding irresistibly damaging acidic ecto-blood all over the seats. Wrapped up like a mummy. Texting Tucker.

The live tweets from Amity are... An Event. A Spectacle for the ages. His parents KNOW now, have speed run their grief STRAIGHT to RAGE, directed that rage at the GIW, and gone to WAR. Once a Fenton, always a Fenton. Jazz was right. "Anti-ghost" sentience testing once a week DID pay off.

Was it a pain in the ass? Absolutely. But results don't lie. He clearly passed. Is clearly sentient, emotional, and their son. All in hard numbers they ran themselves. Will it stop them attack FULL ghosts? Jazz has no idea. But it sure did convince them to put the GIW in a hole and fill it with concrete.

Danny's getting reports of "you SHOT MY BABY!" Being shouted in public. Sam has decided to channel her frustration at being unable to help him into Full Goth Dramatic Shit Stirring. Non-waterproof mascara, disheveled hair. Clutching a picture of him. Dramatic howling and weeping in the arms of her parents.

Apparently now that he's presumed DEAD, the Mansons ALWAYS loved him. Like a SON to them. A sweet, innocent child. Their daughters friend! The GIW are monsters and child killers, they decry.

And the Red Huntress is... Oh, yikes. Yeah he should call her. Val is one more bad thing happening from her villian origin story. At least she... PROBABLY... has killed anyone yet. Note to self: when Danny can actually move torso again, buy Valerie soothing anti-stress...everything. All the things. She responds to stress by punching. Deliver from safe, non-punchable distance.

All in all? My Dash? Needs more Dash! Give the popular kids a chance to prove they aren't just cardboard cut outs! That they can grow beyond the roles high-school and society has pushed them into! Give them some trauma! Why only Danny? Spread the psychic damage!

@stealingyourbones @hdgnj @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe

[iamnotdeadyet]

And they were roommates...

Pairing//: Gojo Satoru x Reader

It was one thing to be Gojo Satoru's roommate. Taking care of his cat when he isn't home, relaxing walks hand in hand when he is stressed, movie marathon nights-you were just roommates!

But it was another thing when you helped him jerk off.

It started off as a joke after hearing Suguru ramble about it and how it's a "bonding experience". Then he started thinking about it while teaching. He knew his students weren't dumb and unfortunately, a boner accident had happened one two many times because of it.

As time passed he was finding himself become throbbing hard when he saw you. Wether it was his imagination he didn't know ,but somehow you would always find a way to bend over or brush against his raging boner and it got Gojo leaking pre like a virgin.

To try and hide this he thought about avoiding you. Didn't go too well though, considering you were roomates and all. Plus slapping that pretty ass of yours made his day so...

Things just escalated until Gojo found himself palming his cock from the outside of his pants just outside your room. Did he feel like a creep? Absolutely. Did he plan to stop? No. Not when he gets knee shaking orgasms from it. Not when the moment he cums sends sparks from the base of his dick to his head. Not when you find out and pull him in your room one night.

It didn't go like Gojo thought it would, like the fantasies he stroked his cock to every night until his back arched and he had to bite down on his lip to keep the whimpers in check. Gojo thought he would be in for a quick handjob, some head if he was lucky but not that.

No, no, no. That night he was unprepared for. His back arched with his ass on clear view to a camera. Lube and cum making a mess in between his trembling thighs. You, knuckles deep in him, keeping his legs spread. Gojo's whimpers were like a sickly sweet melody and with how long you have been going, he had made more than a song with them.

Drool dripped down his chin , brows furrowed and eyes hazed. His tip was an angry red-half from how much he had came that night, half from cumming untouched the whole time-and his thighs were covered in bite marks.

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That night found itself being repeated over and over again. Tonight was no different.

Gojo was sat on his knees, your hand on his weeping cock going antagonizely slow. He felt embarrassed, like a virgin teenager, with how desperate he was. With how his hips buckled from the slightest change of pace from your hand, from everything your thumb decided to brush against his tip, making pre spurt out.

Your lips were on his neck, tongue darting out to soothe the bite marks on his neck.

"You're doing so well f'me Satoru...such a doll.~"

With those words falling from your lips, Gojo found himself cumming on the spot. His thighs and abs tense, cum soon covering them, his back arched so far you would think it broke. A pitiful whine graced your ears and a sob afterwards. With drool smeared on his face he felt disgusting and the sticky cum all over his thighs and stomach didn't make it any better.

"...clean me up..."

...

"...please?"

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[asterrx]

SUNGHOON x male reader

roomate

*please forgive me if i made mistakes*

warning: blowjob, belly bulge,cockwarming,etc.

It's been two months since college started, you have a roomate. He is Park Sunghoon, the hot boy, super popular but he doesn't know that the students of your college are crazy over him. Many are jealous of you, because you are roommates with him.

Sunghoon is so hot, you could look at him all day long. Although it's been two months since you two are roommates, you only share a couple or maybe more conversation with him.

Your college dorm have no separate rooms so there is two beds in your dorm and one bathroom which is shared by the two of you.

Ond day, on an early saturday morning, Sunghoon ask you to help him with his homework, although he is very hot, he is not very good in his studies. So he ask you, the top student, to help him do his work. You agree to help him, he sat beside you on the table, he is wearing a white sleeveless shirt that is showing his biceps and hia collarbone. He is looking so good even though he just woke up. He is so tall and handsome.

When you start your lession with him, not even five minutes has passed, Sunghoon can't seem to focus, he was looking out of the window and daydreaming, you snap your fingers and he looks at you and smiled, "Sorry, what were you saying." he said, you point at the book and said,"Do you get this part?", he shook his head, his face says that he is clueless.

"Okay, I need you to pay attention to what I am saying.", you said, he smiled and said, "Okay, babe", you blushed, he smiled, you were so surprised, he doesn't seem to care about what he just said. You tutored him the whole afternoon and you somehow feel much closer to him.

Later that night, you kept thinking of what he said, you blush everytime you think about it. Sunghoon, one of the hottest students in your college, called you 'babe'. It is something you can't believe will happen.

It's been a few weeks and you have been tutoring Sunghoon pretty much everyday. He became so comfortable with you, or maybe too comfortable. Sometimes he just wear his shorts and nothing else, it's hard to focus for you. Sometimes you catch him staring at your face while you explain some parts of your lesson, he used to stare at your lips hungtily, as if he was about to kiss you anytime.

He used to tease you by tickling you and rufgling your hair, poking you with his pen and drawing silly things in your notebook.

One evening, Sunghoon was out drinking with his friends. He is a bit drunk, and at your tutoring session, he is more teasy than usual. He poked your cheek with his index finger. When you look at him, his eyes bright as the stars, his cheeks blushing red because he drank, he placed his hand on your cheek, he closes the book and leans in to kiss you.

You didn't refuse the kiss, he pulls you close to him, you hesitated a bit. "S-sorry, i didn't mean to" he said, "No, it's okay, i don't dislike it", you said, "You don't?" he asked, he smiled as you nod, once again he kissed you, this time more passionately. You sat on his lap stilk kissing him, he grabs your butt, playing with them, he shifted to your neck leaving red marks all over. He played with your nipples and pinched them, then he started sucking it and biting it. You feel his crotch growing harder and harder.

After a few minutes, you were fully undressed, you don't even know when he took off your clothes. Sunghoon too is wearing only his boxers now, which is packing his huge boner. You kissed him again and sat on your knees and kissing his boner under his boxers. You finally pullled down his boxers, releasing his huge dick, that is leaking precum and is asking for your attention.

It is throbbing, hard as rock, you kissed the tip, and licked it softly, earning a groan from him, it tastes salty from the precum. It is so big that you hesitated a bit before putting it in your mouth. You swirl your tongue around the tip making him moan softly. You then started bobbing your head up and down, he is breathing heavily now.

He placed his hands on your head, making you move faster. After a few minutes, he lift you up, you get on the bed and sat on your knees. Sunghoon started licking you hole swirling your tongue around your entrance to prepare you for his hige dick.

He inserted one finger and adds one more, he hit your prostrate with the tip of his fingers making you moan from the pleasure. Then he placed the tip of his dick in your entrance and pushed it slowly inside. It was so painful, you feel like it is gonna tear your hole, then pleasure starts to replace your pain as he moves, you are now a moaning mess, he started moving faster and faster making you moan louder, you were glad the dorm rooms were made soundproof. After a while, you finally get used to his size. You asked Sunghoon to move faster, he did, while fucking you from the back he played with your nipples, you were so sensitive to his touch, and then you came all over the sheets. Sunghoon turned you around, kissing you hungrily, he is still rock hard. " I haven't cum yet, he said and pushed his cock deep inside you so that a bulge is forming in your belly, he wrapped your legs around his waist, carrying you, he started fucking you again, you moaned so loudly, you feel your orgasm is coming near again, "I-I'm gonna cum", you said, he still keeps thrusting, "Again already?", he said, "Wait for me baby" he said, he started thrusting even harder and faster, you feel his cock growing inside you, he groans and you can tell he is close too, after a few hard thrusts he shoots his thick cum inside you, it feels warm, and you at the same time cums all over Sunghoon's chest. You both cleaned up after a while and went to bed. You lie down on the bed next to him, you cuddle with him. After a while you feek his dick growing again, he pushed it inside once again, but he didn't move, he just stayed like that till both of you fall asleep. The next morning you woke up, Sunghoon's dick still inside of you

[running-with-kn1ves]

MASKED INTRUDER PT 3 I BEGGGGG, ugh, clingy inexperienced yandere + language barrier + overeager and aggressive + needy needy needy, He is perfect! Honestly i had a spiral and came straight here to read my comfort fics and i forgot how much i loved that one 🥺 leooooo

A/N: Still not sure what I should do about Leo's origins; I've had some thoughts but nothing really planned out. Anyway thank you lots anon!

Here's Pt. 1 and Pt. 2 Word count: 2400

TW: Possessiveness, jealousy, threats of murder, razor blades, average creepy dude living in your walls behavior

Synopsis: An unexpected guest comes over, causing chaos to ensue.

The sensation of soap under your fingernails and warm water running down your forearms was one of comfort that you openly welcomed. You couldn't remember the last time you took a bath, and you could hardly count this bathing of your 'roommate' as a bath of your own.

But with your shirt soaked and your forehead damp, you finally had what could be mildly considered a clean version of Leo.

He begrudgingly sat on the cool tile floor, allowing you to ruffle his hair with a bath towel (which was really a poor attempt to manage the mess of loose, lengthy curls on his scalp.) He needed a haircut for sure, but you couldn't muster up the courage to put the scissors to his head. 

Getting him out of the house to an haircut appointment would never happen. To say he was agoraphobic was a complete understatement-- he abhorred the outside world. You sometimes think about what would've happened If you hadn't taken pity on him, allowing him to continue to find refuge in your tiny home. Or, was it perhaps he was allowing you? Until, he found that you wouldn't suffice as a worthy roomate any longer, disposing of you like he could've done to whoever originally owned this home. The mystery surrounding his origin that he seemed to completely ignore answering on still made you… cautious.  

He still felt like an extension of the house; the smell of its creaky, rotting walls, still always clinging to him-- even now, after you scrubbed him down from head to toe twice. 

You grunted as you roughly tugged his head back and forth to rub the remaining water away. Unfortunately, that left you with a frizzy Leo with more hair spun out of control than you knew what to do with. 

He blindly searched for the towel behind him without turning his head, yanking it away when he felt it in his fingers. 

"Do it myself…" he mumbled croakily, like a rusted music box. 

"Alright." You said, slightly offended. You held your hands in front of you dramatically, watching Leo wrap himself with the towel.

He looked so frail like this, on the bathroom floor with his knees pulled up to his chest. His scrawny frame hardly gave him any weight either, even if he was above six foot. You wondered if he really could hurt you, if-- he ever had the urge, to stab you with the rusty razor blade you watched him grip after he came out of the walls once company left. 

How long would it be? Until he snapped,  until one argument was just too much, and you were no longer his favorite person in the world. Tonight was one of those nights, where you imagined yourself bleeding out on the floor, Leo standing above you with that blade, or perhaps a knife from the kitchen-- the one you noticed had gone missing a few days prior.

Your fear wasn't out of place despite how many times you tried to rationalize how stupid it was. 

Several hours earlier, before Leo was as clean as he was now, you had a guest over. 

It was an old university friend, a guy you met in your first year during some odd end prerequisite or math class-- You couldn't remember. But it didn't matter, at least not to Leo. 

The moment the "intruder" sat down, you heard Leo's presence shift behind him. You could see his black eyes peering in and out of the holes in the dining room, sounds of his sporadic shuffling echoing throughout the house. You cringed everytime your friend looked up and around himself in confusion, curious of the noise. 

"It's just rats," you cover, kicking the wall behind you with a force that should've knocked down the drywall. The sound of Leo letting out a thump of retaliation nearly made your smile crack.

 You had rescued your university pal several times over the course of that night, finding the dead bugs in his drink before he could've noticed, and shutting Leo back into his hiding spots anytime you saw his hand or leg peek through, when he occasionally got the courage to try and dispose of the 'threat.'

It wasn't until your guest had asked to use the bathroom however, that Leo managed to gain a win. Cursing and yelling from the locked door made you panic, the few minutes of silence in the living room having seemingly tricked you of peace. You should’ve known that silence never meant a good thing. 

Sprinting to the bathroom, you got there in time to find your old friend covered head to do in dust and dirt, the bathroom vent still emitting a cloud of grey. Dust fell from the vent, spraying with the blow of the air conditioning. 

"Stop!" You screamed, kicking the back of the bathroom wall multiple times in retaliation. The dust immediately lessened, flecks still falling into your hair. You grunted and cursed, seeing the disaster your bathroom had become and the filth your friend was left in. 

It was safe to say you escorted him quickly out thereafter, blaming the “malfunction” on your worse for wear vent ducts. His confused expression lingered as you walked him out the door. Your horrible cover ups had you questioning whether or not he was convinced but thankfully there seemed to be some sort of unspoken understanding-- maybe he knew you had to be going through something from how odd your behavior was all night-- or maybe it was just misplaced pity.

 Either way, you were relieved to watch him exit the door with a washcloth you knew you’d never get back, telling him to be safe on his way home with a wry smile. 

Shutting that door was the biggest relief ever. The last person you'd want to know about your odd roomate situation was one of the few people in the world who had preconceived standards of you. 

You had never worried about Leo when you had groups of friends over; he never dared to leave from his hiding spot when more than one foreign person entered the house. But this time, it had been a single unknown entity, and a male one at that. You felt the realization hit you directly in the gut as your back laid against that cool wooden door, the sounds of Leo leaving one of his more trickier, less clean hiding spots echoing in the house.

"Leo?" You called out, a slight inflection of annoyance in your voice. 

You watched him crawl out of the large vent in your hallway, the metal grate coming off as two dirty hands forced it to the floor. Leo shimmied his way out of the tiny crawlspace, clouds of dirt coming with him as his legs finally came free. 

Scrambling up, the male blew dust out of his mouth, wobbly getting to his feet. With a sly glare and a satisfied expression, Leo looked towards to you silently; smugly. 

Pinching his ear and dragging him to the bathtub had been your first approach at reprimanding him; but it had done nothing to deter him. Leos silentness and resentful, pouting face left you to scold a brick wall, his rigidness extending to his body's heavy limbs and sluggish pace. 

Even now while slowly rubbing the towel back and forth on his scalp, his face turned away defiantly. 

A quiet moment passed as you watched him scrub himself dry. 

"I just… I don't understand why you have to act this way." 

Leo stopped. His head had been hanging low, thin wrists resting on his knees as water droplets rolled down the ends of his hair. His hand-me-down stretched pajamas covered his chest and thighs. You never thought an old pair of basketball shorts and a faded grey shirt would look so good on him, but you couldn't help to linger on his fingers and the curve of his neck muscles. 

Without warning Leo stood up, pushing off the ground with one hand as he held the towel loosely in the other. 

"What're you doing?" You question.

He wouldn't face you; his mask prosthetic was left on the edge of the tub, and without it-- well, it was impossible to make eye contact with him.

Leo reached for the light witch next to the shut bathroom door, flipping it without a word.

As soon as you saw him pull the light switch the color drained from your face. 

You didn't speak, waiting in the dark to see what Leo's next move would be. Maybe he hid that Razor blade somewhere in his clothes, and was aiming it at you right this second. 

"If you're gonna--"

"Shh." A voice hushed. 

The warmth of flesh was pressed against your lips. It was a finger; hot breath fanned above you,  the finger on your lips turning to a hand that cupped your cheek. Your face was held so securely, being tipped upwards as he stood leering above you. The bathroom was quiet save for the dripping of the bath pipe, and Leo's heavy breathing. 

Leo reached for you, awkwardly climbing atop your lap. He stumbled at first, but the way he curled his arms around your back, you felt like you couldn't let him go.

His nose nestled into the crook of your neck, crumpling into you like an animal looking for warmth. 

"I don't share…Don't like it.." he mumbled.

"What?"

"Things, my things.." He started, the sounds of his labored breaths hitting your ear. "Don't like it when… strangers touch… my things."

"Wai--Leo!" 

You couldn't help but search for his eyes in the dark, doing a happy little wiggle with him in your arms.

"Your voice has improved so much!" You beamed. He hadn’t spoken since the incident, and before that-- well, it took a lot to get him where he was.

“See, I knew pushing you would pay off.” You beamed, gloating in the feeling of success after remembering all the painful vocabulary lessons and hours of his stubborn behavior when you refused to answer his nonverbal pleads. 

Leo’s quietness as you pinched his ear beneath his fluff of loose curls gave you time to snap back to reality-- remembering the words he just spoke. Leo basked in the praise, gripping onto your damp shirt as he ignored your change in expression. 

The obvious possessiveness made you nearly cringe; this is exactly what you were trying to avoid. 

“But Leo, I’m not just yours- I’m everybody’s. There are other people my time has to be shared with--”

You were cut off with the flick of an all too familiar razor blade, twirling in Leos fingers.

“Then….I’ll kill them.” 

“....Kill?”

Leo leaned up, bringing his face closer to yours than he’d ever done before.

“I… wanna kill. Him. Kill….all of them..” His eyes were wide in the dark, and you could see the faint outline of the scars running down his face. You stared hard into his eyes, witnessing the fear and paranoia in them. “They’ll take.. You away. He will.” His throat was getting raspier, more raw. 

“Leo, you know you can’t say things like that..” You softened. He sounded so small, you could hardly believe his words. But in the back of your mind, alarm bells and bright red warning signs were going off. 

You reached for his face, hoping to hold it in your hands, feel the warmth of his skin. But Leo stopped you, holding your wrists. He rejected you from touching his face, again; had things truly changed? Had you made any progress with him?

And like clockwork, Leo reached for his mask, by the bathtub, sitting comfortably on your lap as he faced you. 

He adjusted the prosthetic on his face, resting it snugly as the back clipped. 

“You really wanna stop me from kissing you that badly?” You joked. 

But then the mask was lifted, just slightly, as Leos lips came closer for yours. Now that you brought the idea up, he wouldn’t let it go. 

“Kiss..” He mumbled, trying to reach for your face.

“Ah ah,” You waved a finger at him. “Don’t think I’m going soft after what you just said.” Leo let you push your two fingers against his lips, puckering them. “We’ve talked about this; what did I say?”

“Killing is….it is,” 

“It’s wrong, Leo.” 

“Its.. wrong.” He whined, bringing your other hand to his chest. He didn’t want it to be wrong, he wanted you to let him run wild and do what he knew he needed to do--”

“Promise me, Leo.” You pulled your hand slightly away. “Promise me you won’t.. Hurt anyone. Okay?”

He went quiet, letting a small grunt out as you kept pulling away the longer he stayed quiet. 

“Say it.”

“Fine… okay.” He croaked. 

You went limp and let him hold you close to him, his face leaning close as he looked for your approval. 

“Kiss..?” He mumbled again, following where your head turned to catch your lips. 

“Only because you’re finally being good..” You let him grab your chin like a cat pawing at you, his other hand nestled into your hair. “But you really don’t deserve this, especially after toni--”

You were cut off with a hungry lick, Leo’s mouth twisting against yours as the mask bumped against your nose. He lifted it just a bit higher, concealing only half of his face as he leaned deeper into you. His mouth was as warm as usual, but you could feel his warn down jealousy still through the rush of his lips.You wondered if you should really be rewarding him now after all he tried to pull. 

 A guttural purr released from his throat when he broke free from your mouth with a huff, running his hand down your back. He tried to pull your hair out of your face with his free hand, leaning for another kiss. 

“Wait Leo,” You put a hand in front of your lips, the other out with your palm up. “Give it to me first.”

Leo let out a dramatic sigh. He sat for a moment, stubbornly waiting to see if you’d really push him or let it go. 

“Come on now,” You beckoned with your hand. 

Huffing with frustration, Leo took as slow as possible to pull the razor blade from his pants.

[redcherrykook]

── .˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ TENSION DEGREE 02

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College roomate!Jungkook x college roomate!reader- fwb 2 Lovers

You find yourself having to share your room with a very sexually active medical science major who so happens to fancy you. Good thing he´s as charming and spontaneous as you, leading to many crazy parties and places you probably should not be hooking up at. When Jungkook started ignoring all his booty calls after accidentally calling someone by your name, unable to fuck away the thought of you, he knew he was cooked. Would he really leave his playboy antics for that sweet company of yours?

series- two!

content: mild slow burn- fwb2l, roomates, mutual pining, player jungkook that falls devoted to reader, cocky!JK, Confident!reader, psychology major reader, banter, parties, lots of smut (duh), only one bed trope, skinny dipping, roadtrip vibes

episode- warnings: alcohol, the word slut, swearing, sexual content

Taglist: @khadeeeeej @ot7stansthings @whoa-jo @smoljjks @stvrlighytt @nono13bnd @jungshaking @junniesoleilkth @deepikhaprakash @rockstryoon @tatamicc @jjeonjjk7 @kookieandjoonberries @jcrl99 @httpjeonlicious @wnteraezz @aphrodyteeth @miniesjams32 @emojkoo @katie-tibo @user-190811 @massivebearharmony @hoseokteardrop @hoseoksluv89 @hoseoksluv90

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"fucking slut choking on my dick"

the groans sound through the thinly build walls, making their way deliciously to reach your ears.

"Fuck like that yoon, take it, such a little slut"

the ceiling is certainly looking very ceiling-ly today, you think, trying to drown out the noises coming from door visible, even from your cozy couch.

A usual wednesday in the apartment of Jungkook and you.

The next sounds only make it harder when it´s the sound of skin slapping against one another, lewdly coating your living room air,

Thick, heavy panting follows suit,

high pitched moans that make you feel weirdly jealous about her position in your shared apartment,

Position, you wonder how he´s taking her right now,

images of him bending her legs up in half while he´s mercilessly pounding her flash your mind without warning,

you wonder if he likes looking at their face when he does, or if he´s the type to bend them over,

looking at their arched backs, pussy filled to the brim with him,

grabbing at whatever he can when he´s reaching every last sweet spot.

You feel filthy, disgusting thinking about your good friend and roommate in such selfish ways,

such intimacy,

The thrill is good enough of a rush to continue sneaking your hands down your torso and into the little flimsy, sorry excuse of shorts.

rubbing feverishly at your clit in frantic circles when your mind is occupied with his moans, the other hand groping your tits together, teasing and tugging at your own nipples just like how you wish he would do to you.

The moans halt and bring you back to reality, harshly ripping you out of your fantasy.

Shame washes over you, the realization of what you had done creeping up.

You bite your lip when swiftly moving your clothes back in place, putting your phone on a louder volume to watch Tiktok.

Anything to look unfazed.

Yoon, or whatever her name was, would be walking past you soon.

Its always a fifty fifty on how the girls walk out,

Confidently grinning with a certain pride of walking past the only girl Jungkook swore to never get a taste of, even if they didn´t know that,

something about walking past a girl that heard you fuck her good friend,

It made them swell up in a prideful manner.

Yoon, you learned, wasn´t one of them.

"Sorry, enjoy your night" she whispers, hiding her face behind her hair, head tilted towards the floor.

She knew you must have heard,

maybe she felt as filthy as you did,

soon after the front door closes, Jungkook never having left the room,

The sound of your shared bedroom doornob clicking, echos through the quiet summer night.

Followed by the noise of the shower running.

A usual wednesday,

except for the fact that you´d be going to spend the rest of the night packing with Jungkook.

"You think bringing a hoodie is appropriate?" your sweet vocals ring in his ears, he looks at you, scoffing

Watching your hands fiddle with the thick material of his grey hoodie,

that you took in exchange for paying his dinner two months ago.

"Bunny it´s summer. We´re there for THREE DAYS. You´re packing for a month" his head shakes, making his dark strands flow beautifully on the sides of his face.

"Okay but like what if i shit myself two times a day. I need to be prepared" referring to the six pairs of underwear he saw you push into the side of your overflowing suitcase.

No matter how absurd your statement is, he laughs, and you can´t help the soft giggles of your own escaping beneath the pillows of your lips.

"Fine, I´m carrying your bag anyways" he smiles a smile so boyish, it reaches your heartstrings,

"So, I guess we´re gonna be sharing a room?" he asks, alluding to the fact that Chaewon´s beach house can hold four people,

five are invited, six with Chaewon included.

Now that the summer semester has concluded, a getaway at the beach seems like the blessing you needed.

And definitely deserved.

Straight A´s standing up proudly, reminding you that the hours on your desk and sleepless, frustrated nights were in fact so worth it.

Of course, most certainly Jungkook had to have the same scores as you, rubbing it in your face.

Arguing about how he is better still because med-science can´t be less hard then psychology.

Asshole, if only he knew the hours of math that psychology required.

He was proud of you, you were proud of him,

ironically enough both of you too proud to stop bickering.

"Unless Chaewon and I wanna share a room" you laugh, knowing fully well that Chaewon wanted to sleep in the comfort of her own room, with the possibility of her newest boytoy Yoongi coming to visit at ungodly times in the night.

You´d heard all about this Yoongi guy and his maserful tongue,

Jungkook knew that too, Yoongi is his friend after all.

Apart from those two, the other two people are guys, friends of Yoongi that Chaewon agreed on accompanying him.

"Come on, you know you can´t make them get sexually frustrated like that" he grins again, leaning his back against his bed,

muscular thighs on display perfectly as he rests them spread out on the floor,

his opened suitcase seperating you from the space between his legs.

"I know, was just hoping to get a break from you" you sigh out, the lie so evidently plastered on your face, it´s almost embarrassing.

His tattooed hand sweeps through his hair, when he leans forward, it rests on the side of his face.

Although there is a suitcase between your bodies, his arms can reach you,

and they do,

"Come on bunny, you´d never wanna be away from me" he says with the smallest of smirks, devilishly hiding under his fake hurt face,

his thumb gracing your cheek as he winks,

The action makes all of the blood you have in your body rush up to your face, collecting itself there like it wouldn´t need to be anywhere else.

He notices, so he withdraws his hand, patting your head and laughing softly when he resumes to packing,

"Fuck you Jeon" you laugh too, packing your swimsuit inside the rose colored suitcase of yours.

He knew how to push your buttons, just for fun.

He´d never mean it, that lingers in the back of your mind,

Shoved in as far away as possible so you can´t feel it sting your ego.

"Pack the white one too, you look so good in it"

His eyes move to your small crouch, hands fumbling inside the suitcase,

He did mean it, he means it everytime,

You didn´t need to know that though.

But he swore to never let that get in between your friendship.

Neither of you had to say it out loud anyways, the rules have been established long ago,

He can´t stop himself from grinning proudly when you roll your eyes, fixated on your things,

Still, your grab the white bikini and fold it neatly before stuffing it inside your suitcase.

Just for him,

neither of you had to speak those words either for them to be clear.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

"Jesus christ did you bring rocks?" the pretty, stuffed suitcase is currently being harshly shoved inside the trunk of Jungkook´s spacious mercedes.

"Shut up" you shout from the passenger seat, already plugging in your phone to the aux cable.

He´d gotten used to your passenger princess standards, always surrendering to your playlists and need for a coffee run before anything,

can you drive? Sure,

But he never minded chaffeuring your around anyways,

He huffs, seating himself into the drivers seat.

"Buckle up sweetheart" he clicks his tongue, buckling his own seatbealt.

Safety first after all.

You comply as he pulls out of parking, his firm hand gripping the steeringwheel, lips pursed slightly in focus.

The roadtrip to the beach would take about three hours, three hours of trying not to disappear into unholy thoughts when looking at his big veiny hands working their way.

He´s just driving, you tell yourself over and over.

She´s just sitting,

he tells himself over and over, refraining the urge of reaching out with his unoccupied hand, rounding his palm over the soft skin of your soft, shiny thighs pressed on his passenger seat, the pink striped shorts already riding up like a work of art.

"Gonna put on my summer playlist" you purse your lips, scrolling through the dozens of hyper specific playlists on your spotify.

"Hell yeah that has bangers in it" he says, stopping at the redlight that seizes an opportunity to let his eyes find your warm, sun kissed features.

On cue, Timber by Kesha and Pitbull plays, the car lightning up significantly with the 2010´s classic summer hit.

"it´s goin´down! I´m yellin´ Timber!" the both of you scream- sing in unison, grinning like teenagers while absolutely having a blast with this song.

"Swing your partner round and round, end of the night it´s goin´down!" you two continue into the chorus a few seconds later, moving your heads to the catchy beat.

"One more shot another round!" he sings, looking over to you shortly,

"That better be us or I´m leaving" you giggle,

"Will be no doubt, now that there is no where to drive" diverting his attention back to the road, his mind wanders to remembering the lyrics of the song,

not a worry clouding his mind when the window is rolled down and he´s comfortable,

with you, the most necessary part.

The carpool karaoke gets repeated with almost all the next songs within your playlist of immaculate music taste, you two sing your hearts out like there´s no one that could hear.

An hour and a little bit into the trip, Jungkook gains a bright idea, as always.

"We should totally play that game where we have to smack each other every time a yellow car drives by"

You snort, switching your attention to his build from, dressed in casual oversized fashion.

Effortlessly hot.

"I´d love that, but like, you´re driving on a highway right now"

Hinting at the fact that the game entails hitting the other person on the arm,

also reminding him that a hospital visit isn´t on this trips bucket list

"No really?" , he nods his head towards his legs,

"Just smack my legs, won´t affect me anyways, with your cute little hands"

At that, you smack your palm flat against his unfairly firm thigh, planted nicely in the seat.

He chuckles, wincing slightly, "Already?"

You shake your head, "That was for underestimating me Kook"

A yellow car does drive by shortly after, betraying your upper hand at this stupidly childish game.

His hand moves from his side to your thigh, slapping the exposed skin softly, he wouldn´t dare smack you with force,

knowing that would land him a punch in his balls right away.

The sensation of his hot palm ever so slightly touching your naked skin, longing for his hand to remain there just evoked a smile to your face.

"yellow car" he says at the same time as his hand landed on you.

"Are you sure?" you tease, knowing that both of you saw the car speeding past you mere seconds ago,

The wind from the barely gaping window makes your hair flow in all sorts of directions,

He could make out your strands framing your face in the evening sun,

"What? like I´d be too pussy to touch you otherwise?" he teases, clearly understanding the implication of your previous sentence.

The tension is louder than the current song playing,

"Maybe, been lookin lots you know" you smile innocently,

He licks the dainty silver ring that´s in the corner of his beautifully plump lips, tongue darting out like a sinful way to torture you further,

bully you into admitting how much his stupid demeanor makes you shift in your seat.

"Like you haven´t been staring at my hands bunny"

The comment brings out all sorts of things in you, some tinge of shame, even though your staring has been painfully obvious,

Some sort of lust, a need to give into his alluring voice, into his temptation,

"Guess we can both appreciate the nice things in life, can´t we pretty?"

He moves his eyes to your own ones, burning through you with his smugness, his soft looking lips curled into an inviting smile,

The window behind him saves you from loosing your shit;

"yellow car!" you shout, smacking his thigh harshly,

he giggles in response, knowing that it was probably for the better.

"Ouch" he winces slightly, even though you know he didn´t feel any pain at this rate.

leaning his head back against the cushion of his seat,

"shut up and drive!"

Rihanna always knows when to drop the best lines, you think to yourself while singing along.

The last hour of the drive passes by rather quickly, blaring music, hitting each other with each yellow car and munching on Gimbap.

Life is good when you´re having fun like this.

"that´s Chae over there! look!"

He hums, parking the car next to the other two ones already lined up,

Next thing he knows, you´re springing out of the car to your best friend,

standing in all glory next to yoongi, and

"Eunwoo" he introduces himself, his fox like eyes inviting you like a warm hug,

"Hey, Hoseok, nice to meet you!" the other guy chimes, his bubbly persona already creating a positive atmosphere.

Both men are undeniably handsome in very different ways,

one so sly and sexy looking, almost mysteriously quiet in an alluring way, but with a smile so charming it seemed like you´d known him for ages,

While the other was bubbly, extroverted and loud in every way possible but still, oddly mature and manly in energy.

Jungkook also manages to get out the car, both of your suitcases in each hand, setting them down to give Eunwoo a handshake,

"Eunwoo man, whats up?" he grins, patting him on the back

"Jk! bro, so good to see you" Eunwoo smiles back, looking over to you briefly.

Chaewon seems to have the same thought as you,

"You know each other?" she asks, her hips secured in place by yoongi´s hand wrapped around it protectively, her finger pointing between the two.

He hasn´t said a word, not out of line for him.

"You kidding? ´Course we do" Jungkook answers,

"News to me too" you say, shrugging while making eye contact with Hoseok.

He´s slick with the way his eyes find yours, having lingered on the curve of your hips mere moments prior,

interesting.

He nods his head over to the beautiful house,

The exterior is a plain white brick, decorated by the prettiest flower bushes around it, a real beach house by being a couple minutes away from said beach.

"Let´s go inside, I wanna see my room" Hoseok chuckles, everyone following behind as Chaewon begins walking.

Quickly you learned the room in the second floor of the house, on the very right side behind the staircase was yours to share with Jungkook, as previously established

A beautiful, rather spacious room holding cream colored walls, a small balcony, soft looking pillows and sheets,

Jungkook and you have lived together for so long,

shared everything,

A toilet, a shower, kitchenware, paper, pen, hairbrush, skincare, toiletries, hell even clothes and of course the trusty couch.

But never a bed.

"So, is there like uh, a extra matteres or sum´?" he asks, cautiously eyeing the king sized bed placed center of the room.

Spacious, very comfortable looking,

However, it is the only thing in the room,

no chair, no couch, just that bed and cupboards.

Chaewon sucks a breath, her head sticking intoo the room by the doorframe that borh you and Jungkook are standing motionlessly in.

"uhh sorry guys, totally forgot to uhm, mention that. Yeah sorry there´s only this"

The glare you shoot her is similar to a weapon,

if looks could kill, she´d be dead.

The suspicion you had lingering is only confirmed when she winks at you, patting Jungkook´s shoulder on her way out the door.

"You´ll manage" she says.

Great.

Amazing even, being forced to sleep next to the guy you have to physically stop yourself from drooling over.

"Bunny, if you don´t wanna do that I´ll sleep on the floor, you can tell me" his pretty, round eyes look over to your face, hoping to see anything that indicates apprehensiveness.

He doesn´t find any signs, maybe your hands clamming slightly, or your face flushing a slight rose,

it´s just the heat, he tells himself.

"It´s alright kook the bed is big, as long as you don´t wanna cuddle at night" you giggle, the feeling of nervousness making it´s way through your body, rising from the very bottom to the top of your face, your voice adjusting accordingly.

Your hands work to conceal it, distracting yourself by unpacking the clothes you had brought into one of the shelves.

Truth be told, you want him to hold you in the night,

turn it into wandering as low as you´d let him,

"A shame, was looking to hold you tight" he snarks, his actions mirroring yours, crouching his upper body down as he reaches into the space beneath your clothes,

when your eyes turn, his face is a couple centimeters apart from your own,

his honey glazed skin beaming at you, the silver metal stuck in his plump bottom lip moving softly while grazed by his tongue,

You shake your head, for one to dismiss his stupid comment and for two, to shake away the need to kiss him,

His eyes light up,

"But, I sleep naked, you sure about no cuddles?" his question so obviously to make fun of your attraction to him, it pissed you off,

Even if it did get you a bit excited,

You hated how he knew how much you are affected by him,

hate it even more of you can´t tell if he finds it as hard to resist your stares, your body, your confidence and flirting,

or just doing all of this cat and mouse to pull a reaction out of you, to tease his best friend because it´s okay,

it´s made okay because he wouldn´t ever want more than that,

right?

"You literally don´t, what are you talking about?" your grin never leaves your face, matching the one evidently forming on his.

Now having turned all your focus on the older male so closely by your side,

His teeth bite into the side of his lip gracefully, as if to stop the smile from fully making an apperance,

wrong.

"From tonight on i certainly will sleep naked" he bursts into a small giggle shortly after, wrapping his hands around your shoulder as he speaks into your ear,

you can´t even form a thought at this very moment, pushing him off by his side you begin laughing yourself

"Oh yeah? I might too then" you chuckle, shaking your head once again,

He stops hastily moving around from giggling, looking at you with a small but suggestive smirk, his voice dropping a little lower,

He can´t help himself, the heat of the moment becoming too much to hold back his surpressed need for you,

While his hand is still on your body, he uses it to pull you closer by one shoulder,

"Perfect, i´d love that bunny" he says, locking a lustful, slightly playful gaze with your own, heavy one

The hitched breath flowing out of your lips is bringing chills to Jungkook´s body when he feels it grazing his skin,

"Woah your room´s crazy dude!" Hoseoks chirpy voice interrupts,

Only then he realizes what he almost did,

what he almost let himself risk,

so he lets go of you, standing up to talk to the nice intruder,

"I know right? Sucks there´s only one bed though"

Hoseok hums, "Wanna switch? I wouldn´t mind sharing a bed with her" he jokes,

Half jokes, if you agreed he would have taken you up on that offer.

Your eyes roll, feeling like a little prize to collect after being left alone on the floor,

being talked about as if you weren´t there too.

Unbeknownst to you, Jungkook´s eyes roll as well

"Absolutely not dude" he replies, forcing out a chuckle,

In no world would he allow any guy to sleep next to you,

especially not a guy that you just met,

that has been staring at your ass move when you jogged up the stairs,

Or smiling at you a little to often,

A falsely warm smile hiding his primal, hungry eyes

Not a fucking chance.

"Do I get a say in that too Kook?" you shout back to him, hearing the two pairs of footsteps leave into the hallway,

"Nope! It´s us or none bunny!" he shouts back, and you swear you can hear his smile in his voice.

You want that too, he knows it all too well.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

currently 02:15 am,

The wind is blowing peacefully outside,

dark summer night is being illuminated by the bright moon blessing the horizon, above the water you can see from the broad window,

Meanwhile inside the beach house, complete chaos is upon.

"YOOOONGIIIIIII"

Hoseok screams for the hundreth time while downing another shot, trying to manage the xbox controller with his other hand,

Yoongi however, is far from into the game, having set the controller down a while ago, involved in a deep make out session with your best friend sprawled out on his lap,

His friend too far gone to take notice of his absence.

Eunwoo is outside, smoking his 3rd cigarette of the night, next to him, Jungkook who does the same

Both of them wordlessly smoking with their backs turned to you.

You?

Sat on the kitchen counter after a long first day of swimming, drinking, lots of dancing and more drinking

When Kook puts out the cigarette, he walks back in, until he´s standing in front of you,

Between your slightly spread legs,

"How was the smoke sesh?" you ask, dangling your legs from the surface,

"Relieving, Got me thinking sum´while looking at the beach" he rest his fully tattooed arm next to your hip, his hand pressed against the counter surface,

"Oh oh, That can´t be good" you reply, amused by each and every one of his sudden revelations,

You´re always up for his shit

He rolls his eyes,

"You´ll love it trust me"

Peaking your interest even more, you raise an eyebrow at him,

Ignoring Hoseoks drunken slur to some sentimental karaoke song in the bacakground,

seemingly haven given up on Yoongi´s attention.

Also hearing Eunwoo walk into his room after having finished his cigarette.

"What is it then kook?"

"Let´s go skinny dipping" he says, a confident smile plastered proudly on his handsome face

The stars aligning for you and against you all at once never crossed your mind,

Seeing Jungkook naked has been your wet dream for what seems like months now,

But seeing him naked also means, having to literally see him naked,

like it´s casual,

"Wanna have me naked? Could have just asked" you snark back, lightly punching his chest with your fist,

"Is that a yes?" he shoots back, tilting his head slightly, the look on his face too priceless to deny,

how would you ever say no to those bambi eyes?

"Sure, let´s go then"

His hands work quicker than his mind when they reach out to grab your waist, pulling you down from the counter,

"It´s freezing already" you mutter out through clashing teeth, having arrived at the beach from just a short six minute walk down the house,

almost certain that not one of the four others have taken note of your sudden trip,

definitely not Chae, nor sleeping Eunwoo

"Come on bunny, don´t be lame" he says, his voice slightly lazy and lower than usual,

All while also sliding his shirt over his head quickly before reaching down to his belt,

Just in the very moment your mind seems to sober up to the fact that you´re gonna be naked in front of a equally as naked Jungkook

Seeing him shirtless is okay,

you´ve seen that countless of times,

his prominent abs, his full chest,

small waist paired with strong muscular arms,

It´s fine,

Fine until you make out the shape of his thick cock beneath his boxers, jeans long gone by the skilled hands of his,

Considering he takes them off quite a lot, you don´t find it surprising

He doesn´t take down the final piece,

The one he would be revealing himself bare to you,

"Bunny if you wanna watch me strip just say so"

Stunned, now recognizing that you are fully clothed,

if you can call it that, a short tube top and a mini skirt aren´t that much of a coverage either,

regardless, you make a fake laughing face at him, pulling your tube top above your head,

you can´t help but smile at the immediate stare he has, locked doe eyes on your baby pink bra, hugging your chest in the most flattering ways possible,

the way he looks down to watch your delicate hands slide two fingers into your skirt´s waistband, pulling the thin material down,

he nibbles at his lip when he spots your panties matching your bra, baby pink lace clad over your pussy,

You nervously look up to him again,

His eyes having made their way back up from your full thighs, over the curve of your hips and waist, until reaching your pretty face,

He´s so mad at himself for thinking this wouldn´t push him to his limit.

His eyes roaming over you isn´t exactly new to you either but this,

this feels different,

It feels like one of you might snap and abandon whatever you build in the first place.

"Underwear too?" you ask, hoping for him to say no,

while simentaneously hoping he says yes so you can finally see every detail of him,

can finally know what the cock looks like that you´ve been dreaming of,

been fingering yourself to,

"Loose the bra and we´re equal" he says, his voice is quiet, a little rough

Underneath the dim moonlight you can still make out every line of his body,

the waves providing a sound so peaceful it´s absurd how loud your heartbeat is in compairison,

The slight salty smell covering his familiar scent, crashing over your senses stronger than the roars that hit the shore

"Wanna help?" whatever possessed you to say that in this moment is something Jungkook will be forever grateful for,

He steps closer, reaching behind your back,

"Need me for everything these days"

you can feel his fingers unhook your bra without him having to struggle for a second,

while you want to spend this moment eternally solitude with him, isolated from morals and anxiety outside of it,

his experienced hands are a bitter reminder that you won´t be different,

you can´t allow yourself to fall.

"Thanks" you smile, proudly discarding the bra,

he looks down to your chest, of course he does,

The only thing he can focus on is how soft and plump your chest looks, how it moved so fucking seductively when you tossed the bra,

how he´d love to squeeze and lick at every centimeter, taking your stiff nipples into his mouth while never looking away from the moon glazed face of yours,

shining brighter than any star ever could,

the look of lust and amaze makes you feel confident,

feel good knowing he´s seen so many tits but still glimmers at yours,

Don´t let it get to you,

you think while running into the ocean,

he laughs, yelling "You´re insane" after you while also running into the cold waves,

His large arms capture you from the back, wrapping around your torso and pulling you close against his naked chest,

the wet skin of your back and strands of hair sticking to him,

sounds of joined laughter match the quietly comforting noises of the night,

"Ready?" he asks, but before you could answer, both of you are fully crashed into the water below, plunged into the ocean by him,

drowning out the rest of the world once more.