#and she looked at me even more crazily

[seeminglydark]

Allllllmost there so i can post the whole thing

Little wip of Caro falling victim to a Pretty Man

[cheriladycl01]

Random Girl - Lando Norris x Actress! Reader

Plot: Y/N being spotted in the most random places you could think off and its gets to the point where people joke that they wouldn't be shocked if she posted a story from the ISS.

Lando knew his girlfriend was a bit ditzy, but that was the whole appeal that she came with. However, what he didn't expect was when he was at race weekends by himself that she couldn't attend, he'd get notifications from gossip pages, new articles and pap pages showing his girlfriend to be spotted in the most random places possible.

It first started when they had only been dating for a few months, they'd met in the McLaren paddock where she'd been invited to a GP and brought her motorsport loving father along with her. They'd hit it off immediately. Lando was shy, having this well known actress talking to him like she'd known him all his life and kind of fumbled at the opportunity to ask her out to dinner after the race.

Of course, you had swooped in asking him yourself.

After those few dates, you both became busy. Crazily enough he still didn't know much about you. Obviously he knew enough, like your age and that you were from England and all of those other weird Wiki facts that people added to your profile after you'd stated them in interviews.

So when he saw a news article that was a picture of you, in what he deemed to be loungewear on a countryside town in the UK helping your dad out mucking the stables he couldn't help but texting and asking where you were.

When you'd replied at home, it made more sense but he was shocked as you seemed like the definition of a London city girl.

And of course you were a London City girl, but that didn't stop you going back home, to your routes and getting your hands a little dirty.

After this, you were then cast in the GranTurismo movie as Audrey the girlfriend of Jann Mardenborough. You made friends with Emelia Hartford, Archie Madekwe, Joshua Stradowski, Darren Barnet and Sang Heon Lee. Of course you were already familiar with Orlando Bloom and David Harbour having acted with them before.

It was funny however, how it wasn't public knowledge that you and Lando were an item yet and you were in a movie to do with racing. You both found it bazar, but it also wasn't the usual type of movie you were in. So when fans watched and then realized who you were rumored to be dating it all made sense.

The next was he was in his drivers room with his team mate Oscar, they were both aimlessly scrolling through TikTok waiting for their typical Thursday media duties when all of a sudden Oscar practically spat his water out, choking on it.

"Mate that's disgusting" Lando complains flicking the spitty water off his wrist.

"Tell me why your girlfriend is on my TikTok for you page weightlifting in the middle of London!" he asks rewinding the video just to make sure he wasn't seeing things and that it was you.

Without a doubt, it was you. Even with sunglasses and a Mclaren cap covering your face from the general public, he knew it was you. Not only could he tell it was you because he'd seen you so many times in the paddock and hanging out with his own girlfriend Lily that he'd introduced you to and you'd both become fast friends. But the noticeable thing was the massive keychain you were holding.

You were known for loosing stuff, so one Christmas the grid decided to all get you something to attach to your house and car keys. So whenever you left the house you didn't loose them. There was a pink fluffy ball attached that Max had got you, your Mclaren Car Key was showing, the Pirelli wheel Lewis had got you. The picture of you and Lando, Lando had got for you, there was an Yves St Laurent charm from Lewis and much more but it was so specific that Oscar knew it was you.

"What do you mean my girlfriend is weightlifting on your tiktok" he asks crawling onto the sofa from the ground that he was sat on, budging up closer to Oscar and looking over his shoulder to where he phone was playing the small segment.

There you were, placing your keys into your bag before hitching it high up on your arm and lifting the weight. It was heavy and from the rest of the video not many other people had managed to do it. However you there, in your high heels and short skirt you lifted it up no problem. He knew it was in your range as you often would work out with him, and sometimes you had a better stamina than he did. That was because of some of the movies you'd had to train for in the past, making you have a really serious work out regime.

The crowd applauded you before you did a kind curtsy taking the drink from the guy who was recording the video. As you lifted your glasses up taking a drink, people stared to recognize you and started to ask for pictures and autographs. The video cut out to the next lifter before he could see what occurred from the fans that were around you.

"Babe what the hell is this on Oscar's titkok of you weightlifting for free drinks from randoms in the street! Are you okay did you get mobbed? The video cut out before we could see anything. My god its so dangerous you shouldn't be out alone!" he scolds before even saying hi to you.

"Hello to you to Lando" he laugh and he sighs.

"You shouldn't do stuff like that baby, I worry!" he explains and you just giggle.

"I was fine Lan, I had security waiting for me behind the camera and there wasn't too many people! I was fine and got home all safe!" you smile into the phone rolling your eyes at your mum who was awing at how cute he was being. After a while he hung up needing to go for media duties.

Then during your first summer break together, you, Lily, Oscar and Lando all wanted to go on holiday together. So you all suggested somewhere you wanted to go, that couldn't be your home. So Lando suggested Lapland, Lily suggested Bali, Oscar suggested Greece and you suggested Florida, specifically Disneyworld so of course, yours had to be picked being the most likely place to be seen.

And of course if you were going to Florida you had to bring Logan... so obviously when pictures were released of you and the others being toured round the parks by a cast member and finding yourself building cars in Test Track in Epcot and Lando making a Lando Log out of it. The parks were extra busy when you guys went as well so you had to have your security walk round the parks with you, so you guys just drew all the attention to you.

After this you were in New York, filming the ending of the movie you were currently the lead in. So you couldn't come to the first race after summer break.

So when Lando was chilling out at home after the first race waiting for you to land back in France so he could drive and get you, he was watching TikTok's. He was aimlessly scrolling until he saw a video that was those ones where people go up to strangers with headphones and ask what they were listening too.

The guy clearly had no idea he was talking to you, a very famous actress but Lando once again was shocked how you seem to get yourself into these situation.

You politely take one airpod out and offer him a sorry i didn't understand. He asks what song your listening to and your reply had Lando bursting out laughing as it was Voulez-Vous by ABBA. He watched as you walked off with the song playing in the background as you took note of the camera and waved with a big grin.

He checked the comments knowing there would be an outrage that the guy didn't know who he was speaking too. And he was right of course.

-user1: how has my guy fumbled like that in front of Miss Y/N

-user2: no way my guy didn't know he's speaking to the richest young actress out there right now...

-user3: boy don't know Y/N Y/L/N and he's into F1... blunder fr

-user4: it's so funny where Y/N is caught out and how normal she is, she's just one of us at the end of the day

-user5: Y/N is spotted anywhere fr

The next time was when your mugshots got released, now this was the one that Lando found the most shocking. But after hearing your side of the story he was laughing and your manager eventually got the LAPD to apologize for their actions and their mistreatment.

"So Y/N some pictures were released of you ahead of this weekend following a big apology from the Los Angeles Police Department. Can you explain to us what happened?" the F1 interviewer asks and you chuckle a little.

"Yeah, its actually really funny considering i spent the day in a holding cell because no-one could get hold of me. So i was driving to set to start filming, and I was pulled over. I still don't know what I was actually pulled over for, they never ended up telling me. But when i was asked for ID i accidently handed over my Fake ID from the movie set. Once i realized my mistake I stupidly forgot we were in America where officers are a little more hands on and he decided to arrest me for handing a fake id to an officer of the law and interfering with an ongoing investigation. Obviously once people from set realised i wasn't just late they came down to the office and explain what i was trying to do, they re watched the footage from both my dash cam that was on me, and the officer's footage and it was deemed as an unlawful arrest so they let me go. I have no idea who leaked the mugshots but I still look good!" you exclaim making the interviewers laugh.

"That's quite the story Y/N, what do you get yourself into!" he offers making you laugh even more.

In the winter season, you taken some time off so you could travel round with Lando both for his last few races and his winter break, you spent his off season with him travelling from Bali, to Australia, to Finland, back home, and then to Thailand. But you had one request and that was to go tAmerica or South Korea to watch a KPOP concert.

You wanted to see StrayKids live, and so Lando not only got you front row tickets but also came with you to their LA show. You were sat in a normal bit of the crowd with other fans who when they noticed it was you were screaming before the artists themselves even came on.

It was even more funny when the group came out on stage and it took them 4 songs before they recognised you.

"Holy shit guys is that Y/N Y/L/N?" Chris asks looking down at the crowd where you were sat.

"Huge fan!" Hyunjin shouted, even though you had worked together before in Versace as Brand Ambassadors. Same with Felix and Yves Saint Laurent. Fans went crazy at the interactions happening and when it went viral later people only commented on the fact that you were just casually at a KPOP concert with your F1 driver boyfriend.

The next time was when Lando, who wasn’t opposed to going to a casino himself walked in on his girlfriend after a race at a casino. She was there at the Poker Table with winning chips animatedly talking to the dealer.

“Babe?” He’d asked you with a laugh surprised to see you here!

“Omg baby! Hi the guys said you were coming here and I wanted to surprise you but I ended up coming here a few hours to early and now I’ve won 30k. I’m thinking I’ll get you a new watch with that” she grins as if this 30k has just changed her life. When they know that 30k is absolutely nothing to her.

“You, how do you find yourself in these situations” he laughs looking over at you before tossing one of your chips into the pile looking at your current cards.

“Hey bet with your own money baby!” You frown at him everyone around the table laughing.

“Are we at the high stakes table right now?” He asks looking round and seeing some familiar faces of very rich men.

“Yeah baby why?” You ask nonchalantly, like it was nothing.

“My god, okay let’s wrap this up and go meet everyone else at the club”

And the most recent time was when you started live streaming from the top of the HollyWood sign after making the long climb up there.

Lando just watched from Bahrain, at pre- season testing while you were just climbing up to the Holly wood sign and showing the world where you were currently at.

He did worry for a second about your inability to know what you should and shouldn’t be showing the world and when. But when you panned round to show the two security with you in casual gym wear he was more settled.

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[princessbrunette]

if anyone understands having a tricky relationship with their father, it’s nate archibald. ౨ৎ

somethin small i wrote abt nate bc a few people asked. cw: daddy kink, daddy issues, smut

that distant stare of yours, that pout as you stare out over the city from his apartment window. he knows it all too well. approaches you softly with a slight sympathetic pout of his own, running a hand over your head and bringing your cheek to his chest so he can kiss the top of your head. he couldn’t give you a better father, but he could give you that guidance and love you crave so much. he could do better.

so he gives you everything — you want that dress costing an arm and a leg? it’s already hanging in your side of the closet at his apartment. you too sleepy as you sit at the kitchen table in the morning after a long night with him? he’s forking up a perfect biteful of pancake and bringing it to your lips with a grin, happy to do so. he never gets mad when you snap at him, something deeper clearly triggering such a sudden reaction— only frowning and shaking his head, closing in on you to thumb at your cheek. “whats with the attitude? somethings on your mind. talk to me.” he coo’s empathetically.

it’s not just you that noticed— blair’s smug but somewhat gleeful smile as she totters alongside nate on the street, nudging him with a sharp elbow through her maison margiela coat. “well, you know how thrilled i am for you to finally be tugging along a girl of taste. even if i have to watch you treat her like you snatched her from the cradle yourself.”

he huffs out a laugh, shooting her a confused glance, walking alongside her with his hands in his pockets. “what are you talking about? she’s like one year younger than me. nearly two.”

“age isn’t nothing but a number, nate— i’m talking about the coddling, tell me — does she call you daddy in just the bedroom or do you extend that to all hours of the day?”

“jesus— need i remind you of boundaries blair, what i do with my girlfriend is none of your business… but— no, she doesn’t call me that.”

but it stayed bouncing around his brain like a ping pong ball. started noticing all the little things, how much more you’d cling to him after an argument with your father. selfishly, he almost started wishing you’d fight more— just so he could dote on you like that. the whole ‘daddy’ thing wouldn’t be so weird right? the thought of it had him reaching down to readjust in his tight suit pants, clearing his throat. uncomfortable? yes. but sexy, crazily so.

maybe he could milk it out of you. enforce a little more guidance until you’re putty in his hand. it wouldn’t be hard, he saw the way you’d blink at him all doe eyed when he’d tell you not to stay up too late, both thumbs stroking your cheeks. he’d speak slower, calmer, stand closer, make him the only thing you can see, think about even. he was gentle, loving, held eye contact super well — too well, made your face get hot and wanna look away. made you wanna shrink, go all mushy in your brain. “hey, look at me when i talk to you sweetheart. i don’t bite, you know.” he smiles, and there’s no threat present but god you’d never disobey him. never your nate.

it finally slips out when he’s got your thighs pinned open, strong arms wrapped around them whilst he sucks on your clit. he was always good at that, making you cum. nate knew just how to destress you after a long stressful day, far too stressful for his sweet girl. he laps you up, pressing thick fingers deep inside gummy walls, dribbling over your slit.

“nnnnnn—” you can’t even get his name out, clutching a pink throw pillow.

“i know, baby.” he hums.

“daddy!” you cry, and he doesn’t even bat an eyelid as if he was expecting it. if you’d been more with it, you would have seen him bite back a proud chuckle, shoulders relaxing just a little. he keeps at it, stroking the inside of your sensitive thighs.

“thats right. tell daddy how it feels.”

[sommerbueckers]

𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜

➪ 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐮𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫’𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞.

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YOU STOOD IN THE hotel bathroom, slightly bent over the counter in attempts to be closer to the mirror. You carefully applied a red lip liner to your lips, trying your best not to get distracted by the buzzing blonde beside you.

"I better have mind-blowing sex tonight ," she spoke for the tenth time that night.

You paused your actions, "You fucking will, it's your birthday."

"I wanna fuck into the new year, that'd be sick," the blonde said.

"That'd be hard. Everyone's gonna be looking for you to say 'Happy Birthday' at twelve on the dot."

"Ugh," she threw her head back in frustration, "that's so shitty."

You finished your lips off with a smooth Pop! before capping the liner and slipping it into your clutch. You ruffled your hair a bit, the usual tight coils now hanging down your shoulders in a loose body wave.

Your best friend giggled, "You look slutty."

You gave her a cheeky wink through the mirror before the both of you were joined by her boyfriend, Jackson.

"Cara are we doin' more birthday shots or what?" he raised his brows.

The blonde gasped, "Duh! Nadja lets go."

You followed the pair into the kitchen where the last member of your group was idly sitting on the couch, he released a heavy sigh when the three of you entered.

"How are you gonna be late to your own party?"

"Relax Christian, I can show up at whatever time I want," she reassured the boy, dismissing him with the wave of her hand.

Christian turned to you and shook his head, "Remind me why I hangout with the two of you."

"Because i'm your sister and you love me, and me and Cara are a package deal."

"And who else is gonna be our personal bodyguard?" Cara added with a smirk, twisting off the cap to an almost empty Titos bottle.

She proceeded to fill four shot glasses to the brim and gestured for each of you to grab one. She drunk what was left in the bottle and disregarded it on the other end of the counter.

"What are we drinking to?" she asked.

"To another year of life, and the longest night of our lives."

...

A spotlight greeted the group as you all made your way through the penthouse. People Cara hadn't even seen before were there to wish her a 'Happy Birthday,' thrusting drinks at her and smiling crazily. The blonde eagerly pulled you along, only settling once the two of you had reached the bar.

"Free drinks for the birthday girl," the bartender smiled flirtatiously.

"My best friend too," she added, slinging her arm around you and grinning from ear to ear.

"What can I get y'all?" he asked.

"Can I do a martini?" Cara yelled over the music.

"Vodka or gin?"

"Vodka, definitely."

"And for your friend?"

"A white russian," you said.

The man nodded and moved away to make your drinks. Cara smiled with satisfaction and excitedly shook you.

"This is going to be the best fucking night Nadja, all these fucking people! You're gonna get laid, I know it."

"Please stop saying 'laid,'" you laughed, "it's not 2013 and you're not Channing Tatum."

Cara threw her head back and laughed, "Fuck off!"

As you waited patiently for your drink (you were practically on top of the counter trying to see how much progress the bartender had made), Cara's hand flew to her mouth and she let out a gasp that was drowned out by the party.

"What is it?" you tried to follow her gaze.

"Paige Bueckers just walked in," Cara adjusted your head slightly and that's when you spotted her.

The basketball star was making her way through the crowd with a few of her teammates behind her, each of them holding a cool look upon their faces. After spotting Cara, the group immediately made their way over.

"Birthday bitch!" Nika exclaimed, tightly embracing the blonde.

"Holy fuck Nik! What're you doing here?!" Cara exclaimed.

"The team had a little break in the season, thought I'd visit New York and shake things up a bit," the brunette replied.

Turns were taken as the girls wished Cara their best and then moved to greet you. Now holding onto your drink, you gave each of them a hug paired with a wide smile.

"How are you?!" Nika yelled excitedly.

"I'm fucking great! How are you?"

"I can't complain girl," she laughed, "I saw that pic of you on the cover of Vogue, bitch that shit is hanging above my bed!"

"Shut the fuck up!" you drunkenly laughed, shaking your head.

The two of you were then joined by Paige and KK, the shorter girl staring up at you with wide eyes.

"Why the fuck is everybody here so big?" she laughed.

"No, no it's the heels. I'm six foot with these on but i'm actually like 5'6," you shook your head, rubbing her arm with your free hand.

"Oh my gosh Nadja Clark is touching me right now, i'm finna freak out," KK admitted.

"Oh no don't do that! Are you okay?" you asked with a look of concern etched on your face.

You had to admit that all the alcohol you consumed before arriving to the party was definitely having its effect on you. You laughed with the girls while they laughed at how tipsy drunk you were. Paige's hand found the small of your back to grab your attention, her scent drawing you in as you leaned in for a hug.

"You look like you're havin' fun," she smirked.

"So much! Are you?"

"Well I jus' got here, but yeah," she nodded.

"Good, that's good."

"Nadja!" Cara yelled, "'M gonna find Jack!"

You nodded and turned your attention back to Paige.

"How many drinks have you had?"

"Only one," you smiled cheekily, holding up a finger. "And a couple shots but that was earlier..."

She laughed, amused.

"Be careful tonight Nadj, I mean it."

You bit your lip teasingly, keeping your eyes on her as you backed up into the herd of people. Her gaze remained glued on you until you became surrounded by so many people that she couldn't see you anymore. She leaned back against the counter, a smile ghosting her lips, she could already predict the morning you'd have.

...

You were dancing with two guys whose names you couldn't remember for the life of you. They were YouTubers though, that much you were sure of. The entire place was practically shaking as people moved their bodies to the music, jumping from furniture to furniture, pouring bottles of alcohol on each other, rubbing their sweaty bodies against other sweaty bodies.

You allowed yourself to be fully consumed by the music, your movement becoming restricted as the guys pressed themselves against your back and your front. Your eyebrows slightly furrowed, not because you didn't like it, but because it was far too hot to be sandwich dancing.

As though your thoughts were being put on full display, the two bodies moved away from you and were replaced. This time there was only one, and their touch felt a lot more familiar than you would've thought. The big hands moved up and down your sides, squeezing possessively at your hips and holding you close.

You rubbed your ass against their front, your own hands playing in your hair. Everything about the encounter felt recognizable, the dance, the touch, the scent. The second you smelled that perfume you knew exactly who it was. Even in the drunken state that you had found yourself in, you knew that perfume anywhere.

You leaned your head back onto Paige's shoulder, closing your eyes in content. Her arms moved to wrap around your waist.

When the song ended you pulled away and faced her, "Hello there," you smiled.

"Hey Nadj," she looked at you with hazy eyes.

"You're drunk," you poked her chest.

"So are you."

Another song started, this one slower and sexier than the last. Midnight The new year was approaching, and the urge to go out with a bang was overwhelming. You laughed and leaned in closer, "Do you wanna go upstairs with me?"

The blonde smirked, "You can't go by yourself?"

Shrugging innocently you said, "Maybe i'm scared."

Your hand found hers and you led her toward the stairs, guiding her up to the grand office you knew was at the end of the hallway. You both stumbled occasionally, your laughter cutting through the silence. The music grew fainter and fainter the closer you got to the large double doors, and after checking to make sure you hadn't been followed, you pushed one open and entered.

Flicking on the lights and dimming them, the two of you were greeted with an office the size of an entire apartment. Two steps led down to two identical leather couches that faced each other in the middle of the room. A glass coffee table resting on top of a bearskin rug had a bottle of whiskey on it, accompanied by two glasses. Beyond that was a large desk with full length windows behind it. It was as if you could see all of New York and the hopes and dreams that came with it.

The same song that played on the main floor could be heard through the speakers on the ceiling, though it was much quieter.

"This shit is amazing," Paige mumbled in awe.

You nodded in agreement. Without the effects of the alcohol and the closeness of everyone else mixed together, the two of you discovered that you had become quite grounded. Now slightly sober, you made your way to the couch and sat down, Paige doing the same on the opposite one. She rested her arms across the back of it, still admiring her surroundings whilst you admired her.

You pressed your thighs together at the sight. Her legs were spread open and her lap looked inviting, but you fought the temptation. Instead, you reached down to take your heels off.

"How do you walk in those things?" Paige laughed.

"My favorite thing to do when I was little was wear my mom's heels, i've been doin' this for years babe."

"Lemme see 'em," she said, reaching her hand out.

You placed one of the large heels in her grasp, then massaged your feet with your hands.

"They're heavy as fuck. How much?"

"I got 'em on sale for $850."

"Damn Nadja, that's an expensive ass shoe."

"Every pretty thing comes with a big price," you said.

Paige raised her eyebrows and carefully set the shoe down, "Yeah?"

You nodded.

'What's yours?' the blonde thought silently.

"Come over here," Paige gestured her head to the space beside her, and you tried your best not to look too eager.

You slowly walked around the table and took a seat a few inches away from her. You frowned when she scooted away, your confusion then dying when she brought your feet into her lap and began to work her fingers into them. You bit your lip to hide the intensity of your smile, leaning back onto the soft cushions.

Your eyes glanced at the clock on the wall, 10:02. Two hours until midnight, two hours left to do something batshit crazy, something you might regret but would certainly never forget. Paige was staring up at the ceiling, her hands taking turns massaging each foot as she contemplated starting a conversation. Still a little tipsy, she feared she'd either say something stupid or forward. She wasn't even sure what it'd be, but if she said nothing, it could be neither, and she decided that was best.

"Wanna play a game?" you questioned her, leaning up on your elbows.

Paige's ears perked up, and keeping her head resting on the couch, she turned it to look at you.

"A game?"

"Yeah."

"What kinda game?"

"Truth or dare," you suggested.

Paige had a feeling where the night would go if she agreed, and yet she did it anyway.

"Sure."

...

Half a bottle of whiskey and roughly ten rounds of truth or dare later, the two of you were laughing uncontrollably, you wearing only your dress and Paige in her bra and boxers. You had lost your tights about six rounds ago and your panties went soon after that. Shaking your head with slowly dying laughter, you set your empty glass down.

Paige watched you intently, her own laughter ceasing.

"My turn?" you asked, to which she nodded.

"Okay, truth or dare Paige?"

"Truth."

"You're so boring!" you complained, dragging out the 'g.'

"If I pick dare again, i'm gonna be naked."

You narrowed your eyes at her, "Fine. But if you go truth then you can't drink on this one, you gotta answer the question."

The blonde nodded, "Deal."

You nodded and fell silent as you thought about what to ask her. She had to answer this question, she had no choice, so you knew you had to make it something good. You tapped her fingers against your leg, tossing a few of your options back and forth.

When you had finally decided on one, you had wasted no time going to ask her, but something had stopped you. It was the way she was looking at you, with that sinful glint in her eye. Her lip was taken in between her teeth, her eyes low as they ran over your body. You felt yourself grow hot at the sight, at Paige lusting over you.

The entirety of it pushed you to ask a different question, one that without the alcohol, or the urge to do something wild, or the fact that both of you were already halfway naked, you wouldn't have ever even considered.

"How long is it gonna take you to finally make a move on me?"

She wasn't shocked by the question, at least she didn't appear to be. She just smiled and tilted her head, still shamelessly checking you out.

"I wanted to make sure I wasn't reading this wrong," she admitted.

"And now that you know you aren't, what're you gonna do about it?"

"Well I can show you better than I can tell you."

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Tittle: Aquatinted (part 2)

Part One

Pairing~Lucius Verus Aurelius x Fem!Reader

WC: 24.k

Warnings~ smut;)

Summary~ part 2. (Younger Sister to the twin Emperors.As you are forced to sit and watch the games, a certain gladiator catches your attention.) Everything changes when you finally meet one another.

Notes: I’ve seen this movie 3 times already- I might have a problem.☺️ Also if there’s any spelling mistakes- ummmm….

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After the first games, you spent all night non-stop thinking of that gladiator Hanno.

“Ugh!” I huffed out.

I had to find a way to meet this man…

It was dangerous when the sun of Rome fell into the cool shades of the night. I covered my body in an old cloak, making sure to blend in when needed. I fast walked through the city until I reached the colosseum. Quickly and quietly I made my way into the building- determined. I dodged the guards searching for the cell he would be in, that’s when I heard a familiar voice speaking.

“Lucius..” A woman spoke.

As I turned the corner to hear more, I saw Lucilla inside the cell with Hanno… or who she believed to be her son Lucius. I was intrigued by this and continued to listen, he started yelling for her to leave and I took that as my queue as well.

‘This is interesting’ I thought to myself, following behind Lucilla.

She made her way back to her house, where I would make myself known.

“Lucilla!” I whispered. She turned around, her tear stained face looked scared now.

I walked out from behind the wall, hood still concealing my face.

“Lucilla… it’s me..” I spoke softy.

“Prin-“ she began to say.

“Shhh” I held my hand to my lips. A look of concern filled her eyes.

“What are you doing here?” Lucilla softly demanded.

“Is that gladiator, Lucius? Is he your son?” I whispered.

Her eyes widened, terrified of what was to happen next. “And if he was?” Her voice shaking.

“I- no worries my lips are sealed. He…I need to meet with him… Lucilla if there’s any way..” I pleaded, a noise from in the house stirred and I quickly left.

Lucilla breathed into the cool musk of Rome. Wondering why the Princess of Rome would want anything to do with a gladiator.

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*The next games*

As the day went on, your thoughts ran rampant. This was your chance to finally meet Hanno… or Lucius, you didn’t even know what was true anymore.

Everyone was sat, awaiting the sounds of the horns. The arena was filled with water and sharks. It was incredibly terrifying to see.

“Why sister, would you care for a swim?” Caracalla laughed.

“Idiot- she can’t swim” Geta side eyed Caracalla, before chuckling with him.

“Broth- Emperors… I shall like very much to meet the glorious victor from yesterday’s game” I smiled brightly.

“And why is that?” Geta looked annoyed at the idea of me even speaking.

“I believe it to be more exciting to meet him… after all he is the champion” I said innocently.

“If he lives” Geta replied.

“Oh how fun to watch him die, and see your wish not come true. WAR!! GIVE ME DEATH!” Caracalla spoke crazily.

I sighed and turned back to see Lucilla staring at me, I gave a small smile and she nodded.

The trumpets sounded and the games had commenced. Fighting brutally the boats had crashed into one another, men thrown over board were shark food and the fires of the sail filled the air of thick smoke. He fought hard, and as the boats hit the side of the wall, an arrow flew right past Geta and landed into the side of my chair, I watched as the gladiator tried to kill what seemed to be the General. I stared at him, eyes locking again. The look of disappointment and regret filled his eyes. I was confused until I felt the pain from my arm kick in, the arrow had grazed me and the cut bled down, dripping onto the floor. They ushered us out and got the games under control.

“Princess!” Lucilla reached for my arm.

“I’m fine, truly tis a scratch” I smiled.

“Emperors I would like to speak to those gladiators- find out who did this” I said sternly. Geta looked around breathing heavily at what just happened.

“Sister, the arrow struck you- Punishments will be made! Trying to shoot Us!” Geta started to shout. Caracalla had that crazy look in his eyes. From around the corner Macrinus calmly stepped up and walked the emperors down the hall, looking behind at me with a sly smile.

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The thought of the arrow almost killing the princess replayed in Lucius’s mind.

“Who shot that!” The angry guard spoke.

One by one the gladiators said it was them.

“If it was me with the arrow, it would have found its way to you” Lucius spoke to the guard, before walking away.

As Lucius made his way into his cell to rest, he could here heavy footsteps approaching, assuming it was either a guard or Macrinus, he didn’t bother looking up from where he lay.

“Gladiator!” I said loud and stern. Lucius sat up, and his eyes widened a bit, not expecting the princess to be down here in a place like this.

“Princess…” he spoke dull. The keys in my hand jingled as I unlocked his cell door. I could feel his eyes burning through me, I quickly walked into where he was sitting.

Closing the door behind me, “Am I so awful you try to kill me before we could even speak?” I joke trying to diffuse the awkward tension.The blood still down my arm.

“The General…” his said blunt staring at my arm.

“Ah- For a warrior your aim, ‘tis not very good” I chuckled slightly looking down at my arm. “At last-“ I began to speak.

“Why are you down here?” He said confused, now standing up and slowly walking towards me. And yet I don’t move away.

“What is your real name? Hmm? Are you Lucius son of Lucilla or are you Hanno a slave from Romes raging war?” I look up at him, his body was an arms reach away. His face hardened at my question.

“I know not who I am, but I know the general and his armies will pay, and then your brothers..” his voice was calm yet vicious.

“And yet you still have not answered me” I walked past him deeper into the cell. I looked around, still feeling that burning stare.

“Your mother is a great friend of mine” I sighed. “We both want freed from this nightmare that has plagued Rome and its people.” I turned to look at him now. I could see debate in the face he made, most likely deciding whether or not to try and trust me.

“Right” he spoke.

“Hmm” I hummed out.

“Well I best not keep you, as you need rest, and I shall need to bandage myself ” I smiled and began to walk past him.

“Wait-“ he lightly grasped my wrist, “ I’m truly sorry for that arrow hitting you” his eyes had a soft remorse within them.

“I know, I saw in the arena” I smiled. “Well I shall see you tomorrow then, after all I should get to know the man who shot me” I chuckled. Lucius smiled at the remark, He assumed all of Rome was evil but he was wrong.

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The days would pass and the princess and Lucius would meet in secret. They shared their lives and their passions. And each time she was about to leave, the longing from both filled the cell with thick tension and yet no one acted on it…

The keys in my hand jingled slightly, trying to keep quiet. It was the night before the third game, and I was worried if Lucius was going to survive.

“Lucius?” I whispered through the door.

“Carissima” he spoke softy leaning against the cell, each arm hanging out, face close enough to feel each other’s breath.

“You flatter me” a slight blush on my cheeks. I smiled a his words ‘Dearest’ the nickname earned after the second night of our meetings.

“Well Lucius… hopefully we don’t get caught” I said with a sly smirk.

“Oh?” His eyes blazing.

“Come with me…” I looked up and slightly pushed the door, he took the hint and stepped back.

“Leave..? Are you trying to kill me now?” His eyes widened, and yet he chuckled.

“We just can’t get caught” I grabbed his hand and lead him to a dark corridor, I picked up speed and we were running through the moonlight of Rome. I came to a halt once we made it to the palace.

“This is how you get revenge for a scratch carissima?” His shoulder gently bumped mine.

“Shhh… and I figured a change of scenery would be good for you… unless you want to go back to a cold lonely cell?” I said looking around innocently.

“Lead the way” he spoke. I grabbed his hand and took him through hidden doors and eventually we made it to my room.

“This is where I stay” I let go of his hand, and turned to smile. I was surprisingly shy at the thought of a man in here let alone the man, I’m pretty sure I’m in love with. He walked over to my bed, feeling the soft fabrics and carvings of the bed frame.

“Fancy..” he jested sensing I was a bit nervous.

“Too fancy” I smiled back, making my way over. “Promise me you wont die tomorrow!” I blurted out. My eyes widened in embarrassment.

He took my hand, “I cannot… But I promise to fight for you.” He took a step closer, still holding my hand, he gave it a soft kiss.

“Lucius” I whispered looking up at his face. “I can’t loose you” I took a deep breath.

“I’m right here carissima” He bent his face down slightly, looking from my eyes to my lips. It felt like we were the only people on this world at the moment and i never wanted it to end.

“Lucius” I said again at a loss for words. My voice was breathy, and our bodies kept getting closer.

“Princess… I don’t think you know what you do to me… when you say my name like that” Lucius said with such raw lust. All I could do was look in his eyes, until he closed the gap between us.

The kiss was light, as our lips danced Lucius picked me up gently. He sat down on my bed and I straddled his lap.

“I need you” I said pulling away for air. The look in his eyes turned primal, and like a predator hunting his prey, the second kiss was harsh. He moved from my mouth down to my jaw and then paraded kisses down my neck. I’ve never felt so alive, my hips started moving back and forth longing for something more. His grip on me tightened, Lucius’s hands roaming my body as they made their way down to squeeze my hips. I could feel how hard he was as he pushed my hips down harder and a soft moan escaped my lips.

“I need you” a breathy sigh came out from me.

“Not yet princess, you’re doing so good.” he smiled,continuing to kiss my neck and keep a steady pace with my hips.

“Please… Lucius I need you..” I breathed out, my hands found their way to his hair, lightly tugging on it- he moaned at the action. The sound he made, made my stomach fill with butterflies. I started to move faster, my body craving more and more. He took note and picked me up, laying me on my back. He crawled on top of me and basically tore my dress off. At the sight of my naked body laid before him he spoke “ you are perfect”.

My face flushed at his words and he slowly began to take his clothes off. Once we were both naked he lower his body down kissing me again.

“You look so good under me” he smiled, he lowered his hand, rubbing my clit. A jolt shot through my body and moans started escaping my lips.

“Lucius…” I moaned.

“Do you like that princess?” He said as he inserted his finger into my opening, still continuing to rub circles around me. He pumped in and out and then added another. I was a mess underneath him, and he enjoyed the slight of Royalty melting under his touch. My hips started bucking up wanting more but with his free hand he held me down.

“I need more” I cried. He smirked pulling his fingers out completely.

“Lucius- wha” I began to speak, that’s when he lifted my lower half with ease, lining himself up and inserting himself into me completely. He gave me a moment to adjust before rocking his hips back and forth. He let out moans and praises as he thrusted into me.

“Feels so good” I said.

He picked up the speed our bodies slamming into each other. It felt like a dream, and I didn’t want to wake up. I started to feel a knot in my stomach, and my moans grew louder. He knew I was reaching my high point and continued to thrust harder.

“Lucius-“ I moaned, as my release came out. He continued to rock through my orgasm and then let out his.

He pulled out of me, breathing heavily and our bodies sweaty, he smiled and put his forehead to mine. We spent some time laying beside each other before he had to return back. Our eyes locked for a moment and Lucius began to speak.

“Your body was sculpted from the heavens, and yet..put into the hands of me, I swear on what good is left in this life, if I survive tomorrow..” he spoke.

“I’m yours Lucius, now kiss me before you leave..” I said before he could finish, and we both smiled.

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Stop Fussing

Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Summary: After a long day, Aemond needs to relax. Y/N finds something entertaining to do.

20. "Stop fussing, I'm just braiding your hair"

Warnings: N/A

Date Uploaded: 7.24.24

Word count: 793

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Aemond Targaryen never received a lot of attention as a child. With his father running the realm and his mother running after Aegon, no one ever had the time to invest in Aemond. A sad reality faced far too often by the noble children in King’s Landing. Because of the unfortunate family dynamics of the Targaryens, Aemond was, in some form, neglected. Of course, unlike many children across the realm, Aemond had privileges: food, clothes, hobbies. The one thing he lacked was motherly and fatherly affection, resulting in him being neglected emotionally. It’s interesting how someone could have everything, yet feel like they have nothing–perhaps it’s a lack of perspective paired with the longing for affection. 

Regardless, Aemond had trouble with affection in his adulthood due to his lack of such as a child. Sure, now Alicent wished to give her children the world, but she could never quite make up for the years she’d spent wandering court, continuing to be a pawn in her fathers games. One person, however, that was able to fulfill Aemond’s overall need for attention was his wife. Although an arranged engagement, the two clicked, making them an amazing couple. Perhaps at times their relationship was unhealthy–this is Aemond Targaryen to which we are referring to. But, in comparison to his other relationships, that of him and his wife was far healthier than any relationship Aemond had seen throughout his life. Y/N was one of the kinder souls that he’d met during his time at the Red Keep. 

Ever since the beginning of the war, however, they didn’t often get the time to spend together. With Aemond’s recent increase in responsibility, it had been very difficult for the two of them to spend time together. Unlike many couples in the Red Keep, the two of them shared a bed, meaning they got to see each other at the beginning and end of the day. Personally, nights were always Y/N’s favorite while the mornings were Aemonds. Y/N enjoyed the nights because of how, despite a hard day, Aemond was relaxed. After his day, even though a bit tense, he was ready to lay in his bed with his wife. Y/N loved this because of the stark contrast between the stiff shield he put up in public versus the tired mumbling and hugs. 

One night in particular, Aemond arrived in their room more tired than usual. He walked through their door, took off the many layers of leather, then walked towards his bed where his wife lay sitting upright against the headboard, book in hand. 

“Hello, love,” she says looking up slightly. 

Instead of replying, Aemond lets out a heavy sigh and lays across the bed, allowing his head to fall into his wife’s lap. 

“Excuse me, hey! I’m reading,” she laughs. 

Aemond looks up at her, removes the book from her hand, as well as takes the bookmark from beside her, and throws the book on the ground next to the bed. 

“Hey!”

He continues on, wrapping his arms around Y/N’s torso and pushing his head as far into her stomach as he could without hurting her. 

Y/N smiles and relaxes, accepting the fate of her book and her schedule for the rest of the evening. “Long day?” she asks. 

He hums in response and lets out a deep breath. 

Y/N runs her hand through his hair. Typically, half of it is tied back and also confined by his eye patch, but now, as they get ready for sleep, his hair is loose, crazily lying about his head. Arguably, this is the main reason she loved nights, having access to his hair with his arms wrapped around her is a blessing. 

As they are wrapped around each other, she begins to twist the pieces of his hair together, imitating many a hairstyle that her handmaidens helped her create on her own head. While the minutes passed on Aemond went into a kind of slumber, the kind where you can talk to someone and they will wake up not remembering a thing. 

Y/N continues until there are multiple braids throughout Aemond’s hair. Eventually, because of all the tugging, he awakens slightly and looks up at her. 

“What are you doing?” he asks. 

“Relaxing,” she replies. 

He then realizes that she seems to be playing with his hair. He starts to sit up a bit, making her lose her grip on some of the braids. “Stop fussing,” she replies, her voice soft yet strong, “I’m just braiding your hair.”

Aemond only grumbled before returning to his relaxing position. 

The two would then remain in their positions until eventually, Y/N would grow tired, shimmy down so that she too could go to bed. 

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Hello again! I was wondering if you still do requests and if so, can I request a Severus x reader but platonic? Like we've all read Sev being like a guardian of sorts to students but what if reader is like the prof that cares for Sev when he was a student? Like Severus' favorite teacher is reader cause not only is she smart and teaches well but she has a soft spot for Sevy and is one of the profs that punishes the marauders every time she catches them bothering Snape. Snape can see her as a mother figure that even up to the point that Sev actually became a teacher he still goes to her for his problems and she just babies him lol. (Reader was once the youngest teacher to teach in Hogwarts before Snape took that role)

Alright alright gonna do this now!

Platonic Severus snape x fem reader

All my respect

Severus had a rocky relationship with adults from a very young age that’s for sure, his home life and neighborhood left little in his faith for grown ups.

It was a rocky two first years when he couldn’t even trust his head of house let alone another professor, he felt uncomfortable if he had to seek his head of house for help, he preferred to suffer in silence, even if it meant having to sit in aching bruises from his bullies until he learned how to brew a cooling balm.

No one did a thing to genuinely help him, no one, he hated how everyone overlooked him, how They saw him just as a weird kid who others avoid for no reason but that they didn’t understand him.

That continued until his third year, after a brutal beating from Sirius and his wand almost snapping in half, he remembers it very clearly he was sitting in the hall feeling the entire world was against him.

Then you came, young looking and worried, at the time you were only 28 years of age, he knew you were the new hired substitute professor for charms.

He expected to be scolded and sent to his dorm but instead you kneeled down and without even asking a question tended to his injuries self, he flinched when you first touched his face but that didn’t stop you from applying some healing balm and checking his medical chart with your wand.

He was speechless to say the least, no one ever cared this much about him…even his mother…

"Tell me who did this to you and I don’t want any lies little boy" you tried to sound firm but he could tell you were still panicked about his state and what you saw on his medical charm, he was a scrawny malnourished boy "you can tell me, you’re not gonna be in trouble I promise"

Next thing he knows points have been deducted from the lions and he’s all healed up. Although that still didn’t make him trust you that easily.

But it kept happening, you stopped whoever was bothering him, looked out for him when he seemed a little off and much more, you didn’t rest until you got the marauders suspended from hogwarts for a whole semester because of that idiot and deadly prank.

You scolded him still but always with a gentle hand checking if he’s hurt or hiding an injury like he sometimes did.

"One of these days you will kill me with a heart attack!"

"They started it!"

Heck you even helped him get some rare plants for his potion making and recommended him to higher education, even after he messed up and used that awful name, you believed him, you saw the good in him and stood by his side.

He can thank you a million times but he still feels like it isn’t enough, even now at 35 of age, you’re 50 and still working in the same school.

He comes to you for guidance, he has tea with you every other day and you sit there smiling fondly as he complains and rants about his day, just like the little boy you once knew.

"With all my respect to you mother but these kids are insufferable" it takes him a minute to realize what he just said and he blushes crazily but you chuckle.

"Oh please, you’re the son I never birthed"

Severus sighs still blushing slightly from embarrassment "Isn’t it too late for me to call my professor mum?" He used sarcasm to hide his embarrassment.

You sipped your tea and leaned back on your chair "I remember when you were just a little lad, sneaking around to brew your outrageous potions and getting burned then coming back to me with a pout and tear stained eyes demanding I give you my cooling balm"

He smirked crossing his arms "I can make it myself now, I don’t need to be babied anymore"

"Oh? So you don’t your favorite tea cup?" She laughed softly.

Severus frowned dropping his arms, his tea cup, the one you bought specially for him because the design reminded you of a cauldron, it was childish and looked out of place in your neatly organized cabin with all the good China sets.

But he still went for it, he wouldn’t pick that one round tea cup and take it for himself, you would tease him about needing a grown up one but he would defend himself saying he would do just fine with this one.

"Well, good to know some things just don’t change sevy"

"Don’t call me that I’m a grown adult! I’m taller than you!"

"Whatever helps you sleep at night sevy" fighting you was useless, he should’ve known better but he always felt light, he breathed out and let a small smile creep on his lips.

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Stolen Moments Spike x reader Oneshot!

Paring: Spike x reader

Warnings: SMUT, language, small spoilers for season 5

Summary: Y/n and Spike have some stolen moments on the couch.

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WC: 2,646

Hey, y'all, I wanted to try something a little different. Plus, I have been obsessed with BTVS and especially Spike, so I created a fic for him. I got the inspo for this from this fic, Movie Night at the Summers Residence, so you should go check it out!

My life has never been… easy to say but it’s not like I didn’t have a support system I had my mother and my two sisters. I remember the day coming home from the orphanage and the feeling of comfort and love came over my body for the first time in my life. From that day I was Y/n Summers. I didn’t know life could be more fulfilling till I got my baby sister Buffy then my mom had Dawn a couple of years later. Even as a four-year-old, I knew I loved being an older sister.

So the day Buffy sacrificed herself to save the world again I had felt like I had failed not just Buffy but also my mom and Dawn. So I threw myself fully into being Dawn’s guardian the one she deserved, because like Dad would lift a finger. Motherfucker didn’t even call to talk to us about Mom’s passing it’s like as soon as the divorce was finalized he forgot he was still a father. Our friends did everything to help Dawn, Giles helped her get on track with her schoolwork, Willow and Tara would teach her a few simple spells, Anya and Xander would take her to do fun things to distract her from the heavy grief that both of us were going through.

But Spike crazily enough has been the hugest supporter of Dawn and me. It’s crazy because if you told me four years ago that Spike is reformed and that you trust him to watch your little sister I would laugh at your funny joke. He stays with her all night when I have to work the night shifts unfortunately I get more money from those. And somehow he and I built a friendship through our grief and just wanting someone to be there.

“Hey, how was it?” I asked quietly seeing Dawn asleep on the floor clearly falling asleep during the movie they were watching.

“Uhh, just a little scared,” Spike responded looking at Dawn. A mini heart attack goes through me and he sees my face.

“Sorry, I mean from the horror movie.”

I drop my bag and sit next to him on the couch. “Lead with that next time would you.” I joked and taped his arm. “And I thought we said no scary movies.” I gave him a knowing annoyed look. I can see him and how he's trying to come up with a good reason.

“Ah you know the little bit she is very convening with those damn puppy dog eyes.” He replied turning his body to me and trying that half-assed excuse on me and I had to admit it was pretty cute. 

“Ok fine you're off the hook but no more Micahel Myers at least till she’s sixteen… in half.”

“Isn’t that a little excessive luv?” He called me out while leaning back on the couch arm.

“I know I know I just want to protect her as much as possible as long as possible with how much she has lost in just the last three months I want to protect her while I still can.” I walked over and stroked her hair. I glanced up at him and in his eyes saw my earnestness and truth. 

“Can you carry her to bed I’ll pop open some beers I think we both could use one.” I ended with a smirk.

“Of course and for me-”

“In a bottle, I know spike.” I giggled and walked to the kitchen while he carried her to bed.

In an hour we were both delightfully buzzed our bodies across from each other on the couch and I got to rant to him.

“So get this I walked over to get this guy his coffee and not even a minute later he demanded it again calling me lazy, like I'm sorry sir if I’m not the flash.” We both laughed at that and almost spilled our beers.

“Bloody Hell Luv I’m sorry you have to deal with that.” He sips his beer looking in it.

And I looked in mine like it was a pond a movie character thinking about a decision but really it was still just beer. “Yeah well it pays the bills so in my book it’s the best job in the world.”

“You know I could still help.” He lifts his head to meet mine and his eyes bored into mine.

“Spike I really appreciate the offer but I just can’t take money from you, you already do so much for Dawn and me if I took the money I would feel like I was taking advantage and I couldn't do that, not to you.” I fiddled with the bottle thinking about it and before I knew he had moved right in front of me.

“Luv listen to me, if I can help you not feel like doom is around the corner then that way I can feel that I’m more than what my title is you make me feel like I’m more than a vampire, a monster you make me feel like a man.” He lifted my chin with his hand and I know he’s telling the truth.

“Plus I wouldn’t mind being taken “advantage” of.” He smirked. Leave it to Spike to flirt when things get a little too real.

“Oh really.” I played-shoved him and he caught my hand. And we were left with a sizzling tension between us that had also been building with the friendship. He slowly leaned in looking to me if it was okay. And I nodded yes.

Our lips met in the middle and it was everything I had been dreaming about. It started out slowly but there was a certain desperation behind it. He gently grabbed the back of my head to cradle it. 

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“So should I go or…” He questioned and I grabbed him back into me.

“Spike I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time I don’t about you.” I breathed heavily.

He flipped us over to where he was on top of me and I was below. “Been dreaming of it, sweetheart.” He then pressed his lips again but this time more intense. Before I know it his tongue met mine.

“Mhhh spike.” I moaned between the tongues.

“Not so loud pet Dawn is right upstairs.” His mouth traveled down my neck slowly too slowly for my liking. I grab his shirt.

“Spike…” He chuckles at that.

“I didn’t know you were this desperate pet but have patience, I want to savor this moment.” He goes to remove my shirt. “This okay?” I just nod. He unbuttons it and just looks down at me.

I get self-conscious and hold my arms over my chest. He gently pulls them away. “Y/n you are beautiful no need to be shy but if you do want to cover up I'm fine with that too.” He whispered.

“It’s okay, it’s just I haven't done this for a… while.” I was a little embarrassed to say.

“Me too Luv, so we’ll go at this at our pace okay? I nod and take off my bra.

“Oh, the wait was definitely worth it.” He scanned down and made me feel… sexy which I haven't felt in a while between the sweat build-up and stress.

“Oh spike-” I get stopped by him sucking on my sweet spot. He goes harder and it starts to pulse with a little pain but soothed by him licking it. His hands go to my strap pulling it down I’m so distracted by the bite that I didn’t even feel him fondling my nipple. And it feels… electrifying. I sit up and fully remove my bra. I then glanced at him and annoyingly he still had his shirt on. 

“I think this is a little unfair don’t you think?” I crossed my arms.

“You're right Pet.” He pulled it off like it was a million degrees and was just waiting to shed his clothes. His chest was pale with a slight pink to it from us being like this his abs were well-defined and went into a sharp v-line. I don’t notice I'm staring.

“See something you like?” He smirked knowing the effect he was having.

“Oh just kiss me, dummy.” I pull him back down and we start to get into a rhythm fast-paced and arousing. Our chests blending turning us both on. His hands then drift down to my pants.

“How about we get these annoying things out of the way huh?” He asks and I just nod. His hands go to my waist and I help him shimmy out of my pants. He continues kissing me and his fingers go to my panties. I gasp into his mouth at the sudden contact. Feeling my wetness seeping through the fabric.

“All this for me huh baby?” He grunted like to me. Then his fingers go up and down my slit.

“Uh-huh.” I tried to get out. Then, his finger slowly goes in. “Spike…” The finger makes circles in my pussy. I am trying not to release just at that, and then suddenly, he adds in another. He starts to pump in and out. His thick fingers were rubbing against my soft walls, looking to my face, seeing my reaction and liking it.

“You like that?” He speeds up.

“Yes, Spike yes.” I moaned out he was going in between slow and fast seeing how I reacted to what he was doing well, studying me. It was heaven, in the past guys would barely warm me up and then pull down their pants thinking that would be enough. Spike was like a fresh breath of air.

He started to go more slow noticing I was getting closer not wanting to overwhelm my nerves. And my body was moving with him becoming one. 

“Spike I’m getting close.” His hand ramps up now pounding my pussy. “Ahh Spike!” 

“Let go just let go.” And I did I came all over his hand.

I breathed in deeply trying to recover from the best finger bang I've ever gotten. “Fuck spike you're… good at that.” I climb on top of him going back to making out.

“Yeah?” I start to grind down on him as an answer.

I gently grabbed his face. “Yes, you are.” I stand up and take down my panties.

“Holy… I think I believe there is a God.” He stood up quickly and pulled down his pants and underwear. His shaft springs forward and it is big and bulging the same color as the rest of him just a little redder. I step up and handled it and start to pump it.

“Would you like me to return the favor?” I whisper in his ear and nip his earlobe.

“Ahh Luv… I would but I don’t think I would last and I’m just dying to get inside of you.” he could barely get out finding it hard to focus with my hand pumping him.

“Okay then sit down.” he backs down on the couch. Watching my body strut over to him I straddle him and our bodies meet fully nude. We start to kiss again and get the familiar rhythm like we were meant to be here tonight. His teeth nip down on my lip and the tongue licks it. The air is thick with lust and emotions like I've never felt before. I hover over his shaft and start to grind on it. Getting us both ready with the slick. I lift up and get his shaft and slowly sink in. 

“Spike”

“Y/n” 

Both of us feel euphoric, I have to stay in this spot because he is so big that my walls have to get used to it the cum from before helping it be more comfortable for me. 

“Let me know when I can start moving kay?” He said trying to hold back, making sure this would be amazing for me too.

“Kay.” I breathed out. I rolled my hips to test the waters and both of us liked it. I lift up and slide down gently. He meets my hips and we go together. Breathing up and down together. He juts up into me and makes me lose my balance for a second but he catches me. His shaft goes faster into me.

He flipped us over again so he had more control and I didn’t mind it. My legs wrap his back and my hands scratch into his back. He starts to pound in faster and faster having the stamina of a fucking stallion. He then hits my G spot and stars. He knew how to use what God had given him. I pull him closer and he licks my bite again.

“So bloody pretty.” He heard my moans. 

“Spike… need… more!” He gets my hint and his fingers go to stroke my clit to really get me there. 

“Getting close Luv?” I nod.

He pulls my head to meet his and our eyes meet. “Ready?” He rubs quicker and quicker.

“Ahh! Ahh!” And obsolete explosion both of us came together. We breathe in together not believing what just transpired. He slips out and pushes himself next to me on the small couch barely keeping both of us on. 

“That was-”

“Amazing.” I finished.

“Yeah bloody amazing.” 

I then slipped off into sleep being the most at peace I have felt in a while.

My eyes blink open it being early morning. I then remembered what happened last night and looked to my side and Spike was sleeping there soundly. It felt almost… surreal like this could be regular. I then hear the shower going on upstairs which is weird because Dawn should be sleeping-. SHIT ITS A SCHOOL DAY! She will be downstairs in five minutes. I then notice the state of the two of us.

“Spike Spike! Wake up!” He woke with alertness and fell off the couch.

“What what is attacking us!?” 

“Nothing, Dawn is going to be downstairs now in three minutes!” He then comes to the same realization. 

“Oh SHIT!” 

“Yeah! So come on get your clothes on I have to make a quick breakfast for her.” I throw my clothes on and run to the kitchen. Spike goes to the backdoor but before he leaves he turns to me.

“I don’t regret what happened last night, do you?” Those damn blue eyes begged for an answer. I didn't but I couldn't get into this right now.

“Uhh We’ll talk later okay.” I responded while flipping the eggs not being able to tell to his face. I can tell he wants to keep going but knows he can’t so he throws on a blanket over his head and run out the backdoor. And not a minute later Dawn is in front of me.

“Hey did Spike sleep here last night?” She questioned innocently. I was pouring orange juice and dropped the glass.

“What what no no why ask?” I quickly picked up the glass and avoided her eyes.

“Just he left his lighter on the couch, you okay?” She saw my behavior.

“Yup just tired you know, well would you look at the time you should be off to school!” I pick her up backpack and lunchpail and practically push her out the door.

“Are you sure you okay Y/n because I can-”

“No! I mean I'm okay now go that brain needs knowledge.” I smiled and waved to her as she walked off super confused about her sister’s erratic behavior. I closed the door finally being able to breathe. I walk to the couch looking at the tangled blankets and remembering what only really happened a couple of hours ago and spot the silver lighter and pick it up.

“What did I do?” Did we ruin a friendship or start something more?

[nakimov]

Hey! Can I ask for Apollo of the RoR? Reader caught his attention during her fight but she doesnt give he any attention cause hes a womanizer except he is real kinda fall for her ❤️

Apollo x Einherjar!reader

Love the request idea! I barely get Apollo requests so my bad if I mess up a bit.

Synopsis: You had been called to ragnarok by Brunhilde to fight for the humanity or else your race would be extinct. It was an honour to be chosen to fight since you were well known from your time.

TW: none—?

WC: 1151

Your round happened to be the 10th round. With barely a victory on your part, you couldn’t help but remember the words of the Chinese god you had defeated. Your fighting style was magnificent before his soul perished. Your Valkyrie had to help you to the infirmary afterwards due to how badly cut you were.

“You— You need to be careful!” Svipul squeaked out as you tried to walk on your own holding your side.

“I’m fine, go worry about yourself.” You croaked but the Valkyrie felt a bit defeated by your stubbornness until a man walked up to you. He was taller than the two of you. He had a smile plastering his face and you recognized him instantly.

Apollo.

“Oh? You look like you need help—"

“No thanks,” you snorted as you tugged on the wall barely holding onto your conscious.

You remember his fight all too well replaying in the back of your mind. You were bored when you watched him fight against Leonidas. You remembered him and it was crazy how he was standing in front of you nervously. Your ears could still hear those fangirls crazily fawning over him during his match at every turn he made, and every moment to exaggerate his poses as if this was some theatre play. You couldn’t exactly remember if you were mad or pissed but you declared to go next after he killed Leonidas. The whole crowd was cheering for him and the humans were in desperate distress over another loss.

Apollo’s mouth gaped and Svipul grabbed your arm to push past him to get you to the infirmary asap. You weren’t in any condition to be stalling in the halls while your wounds have yet to be treated.

Apollo gave a smug look watching your retreated form disappear down the hallway. He was intrigued by your performance. The only reason he watched your fight was because of your beauty, not because of your looks but the beauty of your artistic fighting skills that caught his attention.

It made him lose his composure and ignore the women who easily fall for him. You on the other hand don’t even bother to look at him nor care about his existence. Was this a game for him? He was growing impatient by the minute.

Or could this be him denying he was falling for a human?

~~ while you’re being treated

The doctors were incredible and had already sealed your wounds. You could walk around more freely and there was very minimal pain. So it was true as Sasaki said the doctors here were amazing.

As you expected Svipul had knocked. You quietly mumbled and said it was open. “You look better and bea—"

“I’m sorry! He followed me and insisted on seeing you,” Svipul pushed past Apollo. You could feel your eye twitch. Why? You must look hideous laying in a white gown on a bed that resembles one from a hospital.

You refused to make eye contact with him. “You’re wasting your time.” You flat-out spoke. Svipul kept quiet as she sat next to you. Apollo scoffed at your words but gave you a smug look and stayed in the room.

“I think not, maybe it happens to be that I’m more curious about you. Every single thought running through my mind is about you.” Apollo’s left hand touched his forehead as he spoke so charismatic about you. He even continued his speech.

“They all call me the bright sun god but you even shone brighter when you danced in the arena.” He was smirking but he still managed to make it about him. Were you even surprised? Did he just say you danced? You fought courageously and wanted to win for the sake of your race. He was fighting against your race to be extinct. So which is it?!

Before he came here, he was determined what he was feeling wasn’t a normal desire and that he had fallen in love with your ideals, fighting spirit and beauty. He had accepted the terms with it and didn't care whether you were a human, goddess, deity or demon. Everything about you was beautiful to him which had him drawn to you like a magnet. The most beautiful god of the Greek pantheon likes you? So many questions ran through your head.

“Sh—should I go get my sister—?” Svipul was nervous but you interrupted.

“No.”

You looked at Apollo but it was more of a stubborn glare because he has a fanbase harem that you absolutely detest. So why is he here? He was stubborn like you and doesn’t like being told no.

Deep down you had liked how you caught someone’s attention. Throughout your human life, you could barely even get your parents attention. “I— I don’t believe you. You should leave and find someone else to entertain you,” you were turning read and Svipul wasn’t speaking nor helping you.

Apollo hummed and stepped closer to your bed. His right index finger lifted your chin to meet your eyes. You couldn’t even fight even if you wanted to. Why was he so beautiful and you’re trying so hard to reject him? “You got it all wrong, you’re all that I could think about. Even if I had all the women surround me, you’re the only one that sticks out the most and can satisfy me.” The way he said those words made you turn your head. Satisfy?! Did he really just say those words out loud? Your face must’ve turned a deep shade of red.

“What are you even saying?” You couldn’t even meet his gaze anymore.

“Hmm? I thought it was obvious. I want you to be mine. I can give you everything you desire and in return your loyalty and trust.” Apollo was persistent and you felt like your position was tarnished. Were you being insulted or did he actually genuinely like you?

“Apollo sir, you— you can’t say such things to a human!” Svipul gasped. You were still readily to refuse him but even so, you were certain he was going to be back every day to annoy you. Does he win every woman with this exact line?

“My bad, my bad! Maybe this pretty sunflower will come up with an answer. I’ll leave for now and will return later,” Apollo made a triumph leave. He expects you to answer whether you want to court him?!

How can he be so bold?

“You’re not thinking of courting him are you?” Svipul gave you a questionable look.

“Me? Ha! He can wish,” you were conflicted with what you just said. You were trying hard to resist him but it was becoming harder to.

“Whatever you desire, I’ll support you.” Your Valkyrie was kind and supportive. Thank god she wasn’t like Hlokk or Alvitr who would’ve tried to run Apollo off.

Maybe just maybe you’ll give Apollo a chance.

Note: y’all should give me Qin, Buddha, Hades, or Loki requests! Anyways, sorry again if I messed up Apollo.

[naturesapphic]

jw x r fluff req : sikowitz ships them and they’re always together in partner projects etc

The perfect play

Jade west x fem!reader

Warnings: cussing, fluff

A/n: this is from episode 7 season 3

“All right! Now let’s talk about the new play im directing!” Sikowitz says with a creepy smile on his face. “Do I get to star in it?” Jade asks and Andre immediately gets defensive. “Uh I think it’s mine turn to star in it.” Andre argues and then everyone starts to argue and get into a hissy fit while you just sat there playing with your hands. Jade sees this and gives you her keys to play with so you don’t pick your nails or skin. Sikowitz sees this and makes a mental note of it. He secretly ships you and Jade together and with his new play he’s making, he knows just how to spice things up.

“This time, you people will choose your own roles.” Sikowitz says as he grabs a little box and hands it to Andre and beck. They are playing as twins and Andre makes a funny comment about how the mom has some explaining to do which made everyone laugh. Sikowitz makes a annoying car sound and stops by jade and she picks “Walter swain. Loving husband of Nancy.” She said blankly. Then sikowitz makes more noises as he goes over to you and puts the box in front of your face. You put your hand inside the box and picked out a piece of paper that read “Nancy swain. Loving wife of Walter swain.” You read out loud.

You felt your cheeks heat up and you look over at Jade who still had a blank look on her face as she looked at you. You didn’t notice but when sikowitz walked away he had a big smile on his face as he was hoping that his plan will work. For the next past few days you and Jade have been hanging out so y’all could rehearse. You started to see a side of jade that you didn’t even think beck saw and you were grateful for it. Jade behind all of her tough and scary exterior was really just a hurt girl who just wants love and to be treated right. Jade and you were putting on y’all’s costumes before the play when sikowitz came over. “Are y’all ready? We will be starting in two minutes. Y’all got this!” He said quickly and yelled at cat to get him his coconut.

You walked out with Andre and beck onto the stage and started it the play. All eyes were on you and you definitely started to feel the nerves and pressure of it all now, but it went away when you heard the car door sound come on, signaling that Jade will be coming out. A few more minutes into the play and it was about over, Jade did the part where she pretends to fall asleep on your chest and she puts her full body weight onto you. “Honey? Wake up.” You say softly as jade shoots up looking around crazily “blastoff!” She exclaimed. “No. No you were saying I’m so…” you started and Jade cuts you off “oh right. You’re so good, gentle…how can you love a sleepy loser like me?!” She exclaimed and looked up dramatically. “You are no sleepy loser. You’re an astronaut.” You said lovingly as you hold onto her arm as you look at her with so much love in your eyes. “I love you.” Jade says as she looks deep into your eyes.

“I love you.” You replied and the scene was that you were supposed to hug but what you weren’t expecting was Jade to grab you by your waist and crash her lips onto yours. You kissed her back as you heard clapping and cheering in the background. The both of you pulled away and grabbed each others hands and bent forward. Out of the corner of your eye you see sikowitz clapping and cheering y’all on like a crazy person. The curtains were rolled, covering the stage and you looked at Jade once more. “Did you do that for the show or did you actually mean it…” you asked Jade, hoping that you will get the answer you are hoping for. “I meant it. Go on a date with me…please?” She silently begged at the end which made you smile because you know that THE Jade west never begs. “Of course we can. How about now since the play is over?” You said as you grabbed her hand and Jade followed you out of the school building to your car. You were gonna thank sikowitz later.

A/n: sorry anon that this took so long but I hope you enjoyed this! And I hope the rest of y’all enjoyed it too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all :)

[ratedfleur]

LOVE IS A WAR

PAIRING : Jang Wonyoung and Yang Jungwon

SYNOPSIS : love is a war when it comes to trying not to batt an eye when cupid is knocking at your door, especially when you and your ex started to hate each other’s guts, resulting in actions which you both don’t actually mean.

THEMES: smut & lots of angst. 7.7k wc.

WARNINGS : this work is an idol x idol fic!!! more narration and less talking, originally was written in filo but i edited it to be a little more western, hints of filo culture, SMUT, NSFW UNDER THE CUT, enemies to ????, no beta!!

SMUT WARNINGS : porn w/o plot, mating press, unprotected sex (wrap that up!), implied infidelity, fucking your ex’s bestfriend who’s taken, jw kinda hallucinates, brief voyeurism ( jungwon and rei), grinding (jay and wonyoung), making out table sex, couch sex, angsty sex, jungwon and wonyoung cries and i mean a lot of that, cunnilingus multiple orgasms, multiple orgasms, multiple positions.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : requested work! thank you to my dearest anon who sent these in! 🥹 this was pretty much a rollercoaster for me so i hope y’all enjoy this as much as i did! i also hope i did justice to this huhuu labyu!

“Oh– oh god, Won! Holy shit, you’re fucking– oh fuck, it’s so good!” Andrea moans underneath Jungwon who smugly smiles as he’s hurriedly thrusting into her, chasing for his and her orgasm.

It was that time of the week where all Jungwon wanted was to unwind after some troubles – or rather his Wonyoung troubles because the gal had been targeting him once again for quite some time because somehow she found out about Jungwon targeting students from her university, fucking them after a night out in The Island.

Sure, she didn’t need to interfere with whatever Jungwon was doing but Wonyoung just felt the need to do so. But why? Because she wanted Jungwon all to herself, although she can’t exactly get herself to admit all that.

Jungwon steadily holds Andrea underneath him, not letting the secretary of the student council move or attempt to change positions, he even hikes her legs up towards his shoulders, folding her in half as she moans in delight when Jungwon’s free hand wraps around her neck, just putting enough pressure on her neck for her to gasp when her airway briefly cuts off.

He watches her with prey-like eyes, watching as his meal visibly enjoys herself as he thrusts into her cunt at an animalistic pace. Jungwon's pace is relentless now that he folded her in half, hands gripping her waist tightly as he keeps her close to him as he thrusts away.

Jungwon even smiles when Andrea opens her eyes, eyes all watery from the tears that are trying to escape, one quick blink and all of a sudden her face starts to morph into someone else, her eyes start to look doll like with wispy lashes and orbs as brown as coffee, lips becoming all plump and luscious just like strawberries, her cheeks start to become flush in terms of color– just like how Wonyoung glows when she’s around her close friends, but never around jungwon.

He moans wantonly before his brows crease as he fixes his eyes on Wonyoung’s face, watching as her face distorts in pleasure, eyebrows furrowing as her mouth lets out moans of pleasure.

She bounces back and forth underneath Jungwon as he fucks her cunt roughly, he could even feel how wet her cunt was becoming, her walls pulsate around Jungwon’s cock, squeezing him tightly which has Jungwon moaning.

“W-won.. F-fuck, you’re tight.. Only I could fuck you like this, huh?” Jungwon stutters before he shuts his eyes tightly before plummeting into her warm cavern, making Wonyoung moan loudly underneath him.

Jungwon shudders when she tightens up around his cock, squeezing him tightly as her arms reach up for Jungwon’s shoulders to pull him down towards her, keeping him close as he’s crazily fucking her with her body still folded in half. He loses his words once she mutters she’s close, mind focused on the idea of making Wonyoung cum, making her remember that only he could make her feel this way.

His moans are loud and full when he plummets harder into her cunt, forcefully fucking her with such intensity that has Wonyoung moaning loudly underneath him, practically begging Jungwon to slow down and yet her actions contradicts her words as she’s pulling him closer towards her.

Jungwon grunts as he leans on her shoulder, lips pressed against her skin as he desperately tries to muffle his own moans as he’s thrusting into Wonyoung rapidly, eager to cum into the younger’s cunt. He always liked to make sure to cum inside whoever he fucked, burying it into their minds that he marked them up with his cum.

“Oh baby, you feel so damn good around my cock. I don’t think I could ever get tired of fucking your cunt.” Jungwon chokes out before he lets out a little whine before grabbing Wonyoung’s waist tightly, as he’s hurriedly thrusting into Wonyoung, his ears are satisfied once he hears her moan in delight as she scratches up Jungwon’s back as she feels herself reaching her orgasm.

Jungwon lets out a loud moan as he starts to release his cum into Wonyoung who moans before she pants, arms unravelling from Jungwon’s body. Jungwon on the other hand briefly rests his forehead on Wonyoung’s shoulder as he pants, exhausted from his and Wonyoung’s little activity.

“Wonyo–” Jungwon says as he’s getting up, pulling away from Wonyoung’s shoulders only to see Andrea lying underneath him, eyes shut closed as she’s trying to catch her breath after an intense orgasm.

She opens her eyes, eyes looking up at Jungwon’s confused ones, “Hmm? What was that?” she asked before Jungwon shook his head, quickly brushing it off before hastily getting off of Andrea and slipping his now flaccid cock out of her cunt.

She audibly hisses before getting up on her forearms, watching as Jungwon busily dressed himself up. Andrea lets her eyes linger on Jungwon's toned body, his abs flex as he’s slipping on his shirt, quickly pulling the fabric down before looking over at Andrea who’s covering herself up with the sheets.

Standing by the foot of Andrea’s bed, Jungwon even tries to envision her face as Wonyoung, desperately trying to morph her face into his ex and yet Jungwon fails to do so. Jungwon brushes it off once more before he looks away from Andrea and quickly exits Andrea's dorm despite her calling out to him.

Jungwon must've been going crazy because of the incident earlier, he must’ve been yearning to see Wonyoung more often or at least to have one proper conversation with the gal without arguing or getting on each other’s nerves.

Meanwhile Wonyoung on the other hand was in her apartment, busying herself with an array of papers, meetings, projects. She had always been the studious one in her family, always excelling in school from grade school until college. Wonyoung knew that if she excelled in school, she’d be next in line for her family’s company.

She was busy writing her thesis when her phone buzzed 3 consecutive times, making Wonyoung’s focus break as she reached for it, seeing it as a sign to take a quick break.

Wonyoung smiles slightly when she sees it was her friends sending messages in their chatroom along with instagram stories of them tagging her. She sends a reply before swiping out of their chatroom, switching apps before scrolling on instagram.

She wasn’t exactly on her social media all of the time because of how busy she was with college but Wonyoung occasionally went on her socials whenever she pleased, or only when she wants to check on Jungwon’s whereabouts despite pushing him away and angering the latter when they see each other in public.

Wonyoung and Jungwon never deleted each other’s contacts, even leaving their socials as each other’s follower and whatnot. They never intended to get riled up even through one look at the other, somehow things escalated between them two which lead to things never working out, ever.

Swiping left, Wonyoung stumbled upon one of Jungwon’s friends, Minji, who posted a story of their friend group with Jungwon nowhere to be seen.

Rolling her eyes, Wonyoung immediately knew where he’d be, most likely at some girl’s dorm, fucking her and then leaving once he’s satisfied.

Then suddenly, Yujin sent her a message.

ahnjin: why don’t you come here?

ahnjin: he just arrived.

Within seconds, Wonyoung is bolting into her walk-in closet to put on the most decent outfit she could put on. She knew she didn’t need to do much to impress anyone, even Jungwon, because the two would be quarrelling the moment their eyes landed on each other.

Nearly just 30 minutes later, Wonyoung arrives at the club and she makes a beeline towards her friends’ favorite table at the venue, far from everybody else yet close enough to see who is with who.

Wonyoung sits herself beside Heeseung who’s eyes are clearly buzzed with alcohol, constantly blinking as he reaches for another glass. She catches his gaze as he cheekily smiles back at the younger, “Last glass.” Heeseung replies to which Wonyoung simply scrunches her nose at him knowing that that isn’t real.

Turning her head to look at Yujin who’s eyes were already fixated on her, Wonyoung raises her brows at her to which the older does back, “So? Where is he?” Wonyoung asks Yujin, who points with puckered lips, “He was on the dance floor with some newbie.” the older answers to which Wonyoung nods as she leans into Heeseung’s arm that was now wrapped around her shoulder.

“Pause, why are you even here if you think he’s the absolute bane of your existence?” Heeseung pipes in before he downs a shot as if it was a glass of water, making Wonyoung shrug as a response, “Why? Am I forbidden to come here and join my friends?” she questions back as she reaches and takes away the glass from Heeseung.

“Because clearly she went here for that kid, isn’t it obvious?” Sunghoon answers for Wonyoung who shoots a annoyed facial expression at him, the older only shoots back the same expression at her, making Wonyoung roll her eyes at him.

He only shakes his head at the youngest’s antics, knowing very well that his response was exactly alike to what Wonyoung was thinking.

Sunghoon wasn’t wrong, Wonyoung was still slightly into Jungwon and yet she absolutely despised seeing Jungwon in the same room as she was, she hated how sly the older was especially those around women who took a liking to the feline-eyed man.

Shaking her head, Wonyoung only grimaced when Heeseung gave her a full glass of liquor in exchange for the empty one in her hand. Wonyoung wasn’t exactly the drinker in their group, she always liked to be the one to take care of her friends when they were shitfaced.

Thinking it was worth taking a break, Wonyoung quickly downed the shot before grimacing whilst Heeseung cheered from beside her, she shuddered when the shot of liquor burned as she swallowed, making her friends chuckle at the youngest.

A few bottles later, Wonyoung was now intoxicated as she laid her head on Sunghoon’s shoulder whilst the latter stayed still in his seat to avoid making her uncomfortable. From the moment Wonyoung became talkative, they knew she was already intoxicated from the amount of liquor she had already taken the moment she took the glass from Heeseung.

She spoke happily, rambling about different things all at once which made her friends chuckle and shake their heads as they pretended to understand what Wonyoung was saying.

Her rambling went on and on not until she stood up, swaying as she tried to walk away from their table, insisting that she needed to go dance, meanwhile Sunghoon quickly followed her after Yujin and Heeseung insisted that he went after Wonyoung. Sunghoon kept his distance as he followed Wonyoung who went down to the dance floor, letting her alter ego take over as she swayed and danced along to the music.

Her once feisty features were taken over by her dopamine, putting a smile and laughter into her system as she happily danced along to those on the dance floor, even ushering other people to dance with her.

Meanwhile Jungwon could see Wonyoung dancing on the dance floor with Sunghoon just a few steps away from her, he could feel his eye twitch when he saw Sunghoon push one of the known drunkards of the area away from Wonyoung.

Unknowingly, Jungwon was already on his way towards the dance floor, just a few steps away from Wonyoung, not until he felt someone tap his shoulder, making him falter in his steps as he turned around. Landing his eyes on whoever tapped him, Jungwon immediately recognized her to be Naoi Rei, one of Wonyoung’s sworn enemies in her university.

Letting Rei pull him, Jungwon found himself on the dance floor with her, dancing along to the music with the younger. Seemingly enjoying her time as she danced with Jungwon, Rei was oblivious to the fact that Jungwon had his eyes fixated behind her where Wonyoung was only a few steps away still enjoying her night on the dance floor.

“You don’t know who I am, huh?” Jungwon says as he leaned in towards her ear, talking over the music whilst Rei shook her head at him, “Why? Are you some type of famous guy that I should know?” Rei answered whilst Jungwon merely laughed at her response, “It’s best you don’t know.” he replies while Rei laughs at him wholeheartedly.

How oblivious, Jungwon thought as he smiled slightly at her before ushering the woman to come closer to him, swaying along to the beat as they converse.

For once, Jungwon actually forgot he was using Rei to get to Wonyoung. He was oddly enjoying her company as they conversed about each other’s interest, but then the tip of the iceberg suddenly appeared, Wonyoung accidentally caught a glance of Jungwon and Rei smiling as they talked, seemingly in a separate bubble from the rest of the people on the dance floor.

Changing auras within a second, Wonyoung found herself roaming around the dance floor, leaving Sunghoon behind who was cornered by two women who were interested in the man.

Whilst browsing the crowd, Wonyoung didn’t exactly know what her plan was and yet all she needed was one look from Jay Park and her plan was set.

Smoothly walking over to the man, she knew he was just as intoxicated as she was, his rough hands immediately made their way towards her waist, pulling Wonyoung close to him as she placed her hands on Jay’s chest.

Since the latter was leaning against the wall, it was as though they had just a slither of privacy. Wonyoung knew that even if she batted her eyes at the man, he would’ve immediately gone weak at the knees for her.

“And I thought you’d be studying for our midterms, what are you doing here?” Jay slurs as Wonyoung just smiles at him as she comes closer towards Jay’s ear, “I came here for you.” she says slyly before pulling away with a teasing smile as Jay flashes her a cocky look.

“Yeah? Thee Lasallian IT girl came for me?” Jay asks once more before Wonyoung places her pointer finger right on Jay’s plump lips to stop the man from speaking, “Can’t believe it, huh?” Wonyoung replies with such faux sultriness that had Jay whistling when the woman swiftly turns around, pressing her behind right on Jay’s crotch which has the man wincing as he pulls her closer towards him, making Wonyoung gasp out of faux pleasure as she shakes her ass against him.

Just like Rei with Jungwon, Jay was oblivious to the fact that Wonyoung had her eyes on Rei and Jungwon who were busy whispering into each other’s ears as they sat down at the nearest table from the dance floor.

All Rei could think of at the moment was Jungwon and how incredibly focused he was on her, she quite liked his company even though she’s now well aware of Jungwon’s image back at Ateneo.

Jungwon watched as Rei giggled before he shifted his gaze behind her, accidentally landing on Wonyoung that had her back against Jay’s front, clearly doing something immoral in public.

His eyes stay on Wonyoung sensually moving her hips against Jay’s whose hands are clearly on her hips, moving her in a stable rhythm as he does the same, grinding himself against her.

Jungwon sees red when Jay leans in and places a kiss on Wonyoung’s shoulder before he leans towards her ear and whispers something, making Wonyoung giggle as she covers her mouth, blushing like a highschooler at Jay’s words.

Suddenly Jungwon’s hand moves by itself, somehow landing on Rei’s jaw as he leans in, sealing his lips with hers as they kiss with such tenderness and sweetness that made Wonyoung frown at the sight, forgetting that Jay was grinding himself against her plush ass.

Somehow hesitant, Rei and Jungwon try to find a pace that works for them, slotting their lips against each other’s as they test the waters. Soon enough, Rei was pulling Jungwon closer to her before Jungwon held onto her waist as he manoeuvred her to sit on his lap, lips still pressed flush against each other’s.

Wonyoung’s eyes immediately roll when she sees Rei move her hips slightly whilst Jungwon’s hands move back towards her ass, squeezing them which makes Rei whimper against Jungwon’s lips.

Unamused with how Wonyoung stopped moving gracefully against him, Jay softly pulls Wonyoung’s wrist to make her face him, “Finding me boring already?” Jay asks the gal which makes her roll her eyes at him, “Yeah, so what?” Wonyoung replies sassily at him which makes Jay chuckle as he watches Wonyoung roll her eyes before walking away from him, eyes shooting daggers at Rei and Jungwon as she passes by them and grabs Sunghoon along with her as she hurries back to their table.

“Clearly someone’s not having fun.” Yujin chuckles when Wonyoung sits on the couch annoyingly, eyes burning with fury as she kept her eyes on Jungwon and Rei who was enjoying themselves as they now whispered sweet nothings to each other, making Rei giggle and blush as Jungwon spoke to her in a low voice.

Jungwon forgot how he was using Rei to get to Wonyoung because he was enjoying her company, he liked the fact that the younger was actually enjoying her time with him instead of dancing around or getting drunk with her friends.

“So what do you think? Let’s get out of here?” Rei slyly asks Jungwon who looks at her with a shocked expression, “That eager to have me, Miss Naoi?” Jungwon replies while Rei laughs as she slaps Jungwon’s chest.

Wonyoung scoffs when she sees this happen whilst her friends watch her grumble, she even rolls her eyes when Rei hop off of Jungwon’s lap and the two scurry out of the club, hand in hand as they whisper to each other.

“You know what, why don’t you get your revenge on him too? The one you were grinding on, that was Jungwon’s friend right? Jeremiah? Jacob? Jay? Whatever the fuck his name is.” Yujin commented as Wonyoung turned her head to look at her, Wonyoung raised a brow at her before Heeseung spoke, “Exactly, that guy is Jungwon’s friend. He leaves with your enemy, you leave with his best friend.” he says, shrugging as if he had said the smartest thing ever.

Wonyoung actually thinks about it, she hates it when people do things that go against what she likes, so she stood up with her handbag, not even bothering to bid her goodbyes to her friends as she heads down towards Jay’s table which had an array of women just batting their eyelashes at him, trying to get a turn to talk or even makeout with Jay just for tonight but Jay’s eyes were on Wonyoung as she walked up to him.

Tilting his head at her, Jay spoke with a chuckle, “Are you interested in me again?” he said to her whilst Wonyoung simply nodded at him.

“Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn't have left you back there, I just wanted a break, that’s all.” Wonyoung says, faux sadness kicking into her system as her lips formed into a pout as she spoke.

Jay looks at her longingly before reaching for Wonyoung’s hand, “Then come with me, hmm?” he says as he pulls Wonyoung away from the girls who whined for Jay to come back, heading straight out of the club as Wonyoung let herself get pulled as they exited the club.

Whilst Jay drove, he had his hand placed atop Wonyoung’s thigh as he spoke softly to her unlike how Jungwon spoke to her. Because of both Jungwon and her own hardheadedness, they always ended up speaking in a rough tone despite not even arguing with each other.

She liked how soft-spoken Jay was with her, speaking softly as though she’d break like fine glass if he spoke in a rough tone. Jay had the sweetest tone and smile on his face as he eyed her, forgetting she was ever Jungwon’s ex and that the younger would burn up in flames if he ever found out what was about to happen.

This isn’t a good idea, Wonyoung thought when Jay parked the car in front of the revolving doors of the apartment. Hesitantly, she unbuckled her seatbelt whilst Jay went out and even opened the car door for her, hand elongating itself for Wonyoung to hold.

He smiles nicely at the chauffeur when he shuts the door behind Wonyoung, ushering the woman to walk alongside him as they enter the lobby. She forgot how Jay was practically royal to other people because of his high status, Wonyoung forgot who she was when standing alongside Jay who walked with his chin held up high as they entered the elevator.

Watching as the elevator doors closed, it was as though a switch had flipped and Jay immediately lightly pushed Wonyoung against the corner, lips hurriedly smashing against hers as his hands roamed around her body, fingertips rough against her skin.

All Wonyoung could do was moan against Jay's lips as he nipped at her delicate ones, moaning loudly when Jay groped her ass. Her hands hurriedly moved against jay’s body, sharp nails running along the fabric of Jay’s shirt, Wonyoung wasn’t exactly sure how this would end and yet she found herself walking backwards as Jay lightly pushed her towards the door of his apartment, briefly kissing her with her back against the wood before pulling away to tap the code in.

The two hurriedly walk towards Jay’s bedroom as he pulls Wonyoung along with him, chest heavy as they chased their breaths before Wonyoung sits herself down on Jay’s bed as the man hurriedly slips his shirt off before doing the same with his slacks.

Wonyoung mindlessly tossed her handbag to the ground, hands already pushing herself further up Jay’s bed as he crawled on top of her, lips tainted with such sweetness that nearly had Wonyoung’s heart swooning.

Jay made sure that Wonyoung was comfortable with every move he did, always constantly asking her if she was okay. Wonyoung didn’t exactly like how nice Jay was because she liked being thrown around and she knew she couldn’t have that because of how gentle Jay was being with her.

Wonyoung was lying underneath Jay when the man was busily petting her clothed cunt, making the woman whimper as she threw her head back in frustration, eyes brimming with tears as she groaned, “Jay please..” she groaned as Jay smiled teasingly, he doesn’t give in because where’s the fun in letting the it-girl control him?

“Please what, baby?” Jay purrs, watching as Wonyoung whimpered once more, thighs closing in around Jay's hand that stopped moving against her cunt.

Wonyoung looks up at him with teary eyes, “Please! Please just touch me!” Wonyoung says, voice cracking at the end of her sentence which makes Jay chuckle as his other hand forces her thighs to open up, letting his hand slip underneath her panties, making Wonyoung moan wantonly as she throws her head back.

It doesn’t take long for Wonyoung to get impatient as she lightly pushes Jay away from her before taking off her dress and undergarments as she hurriedly pulls Jay towards her, making the man chuckle as he begins to touch her.

“Why are you in such a rush? Guess Miss Jang is that needy to get dicked down.” Jay smiles teasingly as he got on his knees, hand pumping his cock as Wonyoung watched him do so, her hands have a mind of their own as they began to wander around her body, touching and letting her hands run wild as she watched Jay lustfully, making the man lick his lips when Wonyoung moans as she tweaks at her nipples.

Jay lets out a little grunt when one of Wonyoung’s hands reach for his balls, fondling them briefly before Jay pushed her hand away as he held himself up using one hand beside Wonyoung’s head as he aligned his cock against her winking hole that quickly swallowed up his cock as he sunk into her heat.

Wonyoung sucked her breath when Jay went deeper and deeper into her cunt, stretching her in ways that she didn’t think would happen. It doesn’t take long for Jay to start fucking her roughly, his hands start to grip her skin tightly, making Wonyoung whimper as she clenches harder around Jay’s cock like a vice.

Feeling a little generous, Wonyoung reaches and grabs the back of her knees to pull it further up, slightly folding herself in half as Jay ploughs deeper and harder into her cunt, cock reaching deep and stretching her out.

Wonyoung lets Jay take control and do whatever he wants to do to her and that includes fucking her in multiple positions, filming her ever so often, and making her take his cock harshly.

She moans and arches her back as Jay plows into her cunt from behind, one hand gripping her waist tightly as the other hand held up his phone to film himself fucking Wonyoung.

Jay curses and slaps her ass when Wonyoung clenches her cunt around Jay’s cock, squeezing him tightly as he grunts, her ass claps against his pelvis, cunt squeezing his cock delicately like a vice. Jay’s hand moved up from her ass and up towards her waist, squeezing the soft skin as he’s eagerly fucking Wonyoung.

He grunts out random words as he’s thrusting into Wonyoung’s warm cunt, ravelling in the way that her cunt was warmly squeezing Jay’s cock, he even shuts his eyes in ecstasy when he hears Wonyoung moan loudly, whining out Jay’s name.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” Jay grunts as he’s rutting into her cunt, groaning out loud when Wonyoung cries out to Jay, calling out to him as she’s crashing down her own orgasm.

Waking up with the golden glow of the morning light peeking through the blinds was something that Jungwon didn’t expect, aside from the fact that Rei was sleeping soundly beside him, arm placed atop Jungwon’s stomach.

Reaching blindly for his jeans, Jungwon quickly took his phone out before scrolling on his phone, replying to messages before moving over to instagram, tapping on the right side of the screen mindlessly as he watched stories of his friends.

He was watching them nonchalantly not until Jay’s instagram story appeared next, Jungwon immediately saw red when he recognized who was on Jay’s story.

It was the back of Wonyoung whom he knew very well, Jungwon knew it by the arch of her back, the delicate and soft porcelain skin of hers. He knew from the back of his mind that that was Wonyoung in Jay’s bed.

Jungwon huffed as he tapped the message button, sending Jay a quick message.

yngjwn : really? this is the shit you pull?

pjay : ?

He rolls his eyes at Jay’s response before throwing his phone aside, making it land on the bedside table with a thud before swiftly unravelling himself from underneath Rei’s arm. Jungwon makes sure to leave nothing behind as he leaves Rei with no note whatsoever as he slips out of her apartment and into his car where he drives straight to Jay’s apartment.

Jungwon didn’t think that Jay would pull such a move especially when he knows very well that Wonyoung was once his ex. He also didn’t think that Wonyoung would’ve fallen for whatever Jay said to her.

Cursing the older under his breath, Jungwon makes his way up into Jay’s apartment, quickly tapping in the code before letting himself in, making a beeline towards the kitchen where Jay stood, humming to himself as he busied himself with the ingredients laid out in front of him.

Jay doesn’t even spare him a look and instead he just spoke to him, “Do you need anything?” he asks.

Jungwon’s eye twitches, “Are you really going down that road?” he asks back.

This time Jay spares him a quick look, eyes burning with fury.

“Are you fucking with me?” Jay spat while Jungwon took a step closer towards the older, “Seems like you’re the one fucking with me.” Jungwon replies as the older man's eyes turned into thin slits as he looked at the person that he considered his best friend.

“What the fuck is this about? Is this about Wonyoung because she bent over—“ Jay asked before Jungwon shoved him lightly, “Don’t talk about her like that.” he says, brows creasing in frustration.

“Talk about her, how?” The older replied, “What the fuck is your problem anyway? She’s your ex, she can do whatever the fuck she wants. Or maybe you just want Wonyoung to be your personal whore. Won, see this? This is what you could’ve had if you were nicer to her.” Jay added as he quickly unlocked his phone before showing Jungwon a short video of Jay fucking Wonyoung from behind, the audio made it clear that it was her because of her loud moans, making Jungwon’s inner self engulfed in flames.

Jungwon’s fist has a mind of its own because in one quick blink, his fist hits Jay’s upper cheek and he grabs a hold of the older’s shoulders before he shoves him into the counter, then his hands grab the collar of Jay’s shirt, “Fuck you.” he says as he pulled Jay towards him before shoving him roughly, storming out of Jay’s apartment as the older cursed him repeatedly.

Stomping his way out of the older man’s apartment complex, all Jungwon could think of was how irrational that was of Jay to do especially when he knew that Wonyoung was still very dear to him despite their constant arguments and when he had a woman bearing his child elsewhere.

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, Jungwon thought as he thought about his friend’s infidelity.

Mind all cloudy, Jungwon drove his car like it was a race, paying no mind to those he came across in the streets as he drove to the place that his mind and heart knows, Wonyoung’s house.

Being the independent woman she was, Wonyoung lived separately from her family, always saying how it’s best for her to live in such circumstances before taking on the life of a future ceo.

Even after her brief departure, Wonyoung came back as the woman she was, independently living her life hence why she bought the house for herself and lived there, even hosting parties or hookups — including hooking up with Jungwon back when they were together.

Reaching the front of Wonyoung’s abode, Jungwon quickly stepped out of his car and went straight for the tall gates, making a ruckus as he desperately called out to Wonyoung.

Not caring if people saw him making a scene, Jungwon kept pulling and pushing at the gate, screaming like a mad man.

“Jang, Let me in! We need to talk!” Jungwon said loudly, rattling the gate back and forth as he spoke out loud.

Watching as the man repeatedly pushed and pulled at the gate as he begged Wonyoung to step out of her house. Jungwon was relentlessly and aggressively trying to get the gate to open, screaming for the entire block to hear as he begged Wonyoung to see him.

Wonyoung saw the exact moment that Jungwon pulled up in front of the house, hair all ruffled up in frustration that she knew very well because he used to do the same whenever they argued years ago.

Watching him pathetically from her bedroom window, she quickly slipped on a robe and wrapped it closed around her waist before hurrying down the stairs and towards the front door and to the gate where Jungwon was still busily screaming.

Standing a few steps away from the gate, Wonyoung stared at Jungwon’s orbs that stared back into hers, jaw jutting as his eyelids tensely narrowed at the sight of Wonyoung in all of her glory.

“Why did you come here?”

“Why'd you go with Jay last night?”

She shrugs, “Why does that matter to you? We’re no longer together, remember?” Wonyoung answers, words striking Jungwon right at the heart.

“It matters because you’re mine.” Jungwon strikes back.

Wonyoung chuckles, “Oh really? Now I’m yours?” she says as she makes quotations in the air.

Jungwon huffs as he shoves the gate with one hand, “Just let me in, we have to talk.” he says as he’s shooting daggers at Wonyoung who tilts her head at him, “Why? There’s nothing to talk about.” she answers back sassily.

“We need to talk about us, Won.” Jungwon says exasperatedly, eyes practically begging Wonyoung to give in. Meanwhile Wonyoung was arguing with her mind and heart, unsure whether to push Jungwon away or to have one decent conversation with the latter.

Walking towards the gate with heavy steps, Wonyoung’s chest is heavy as she opens the gate for Jungwon, closing it behind him before she heads into her home, not even bothering to spare Jungwon a look as she walks away.

Stepping foot in her home, Wonyoung sat on the couch as Jungwon stood a few steps away from her, feet shifting underneath him. Now, he didn’t know what to say as he stood in front of Wonyoung whose eyes bore into his, patiently waiting for him to speak.

“What’s there to talk about?” Wonyoung calmly says, making the air between them turn eerie because she never spoke that way with him.

Jungwon purses his lips, “Why’d you sleep with him?” he says, desperate for an answer.

“Why do you care? What’s in it for you anyway? Did you want to join in?” Wonyoung scoffs.

Jungwon rolls his eyes as he uncrosses his arms, “What? No!” he says, brows creasing into one line as he watches as Wonyoung’s eyes crinkle into a smile.

“Then why?”

“Just because!”

“Because what!”

“Because I love you!” A hint of surrender is evident in Jungwon’s voice as he spoke, eyes deliberately speaking for themselves as he looked at Wonyoung’s unsure ones.

She scoffs, “But why? After all these years, you chose to love me now? Unbelievable.” Wonyoung says as she shakes her head.

“Wow, unbelievable? I didn’t even complain when you left me here.” Jungwon says bitterly, “And so I left, so what?” Wonyoung rolls her eyes at Jungwon who frowns at her.

“You left and you could’ve stayed! You could’ve chosen me instead but you didn’t do that!”

“You know very well that I couldn't stay, not even you could stop me from leaving.” Wonyoung said bitterly as she wiped away a tear that was threatening to escape.

Shaking her head, Wonyoung held her head up high as she spoke, “And why would I even stay for you? You never even loved me.” she says as Jungwon gawks at her, ears refusing to believe the words that slipped out of her mouth.

“I never loved you? I love you! I love you, Jang Wonyoung! And somehow after all this time, I wish you loved me too..” Jungwon stared at Wonyoung as he spoke, eyes red with tears that he had kept in the moment that Wonyoung stepped foot into the country after her disappearance.

“How could you say that you love me when you have done nothing but hurt me? You did everything but love me!” She says as she avoids Jungwon’s eyes when she sees him wipe his tears, afraid to let another tear fall if she spoke another word.

“I loved you from the very moment you let me become friends with you! I loved you from the very moment you let me hold your hand and hug you when you got a B- on your test in Math in 4th grade! I loved y-you..” Jungwon’s bottom lip quivers as he sniffles, droplets of tears pathetically cascading down his cheeks as he cries, practically crumbling down in front of Wonyoung who’s eyes start to brim with tears at the sight of Jungwon crying.

“You know what?” Wonyoung starts to say which makes Jungwon’s eyes shake as she speaks, hand reaching up to wipe his own tears before the woman spoke once more.

“Just leave, you’re better off without me–” Wonyoung says before Jungwon quickly walks over to her, smashing his lips against hers, hands placed on her shoulders to push her against the couch, pressing her against the soft plush cushions as he kissed her, making Wonyoung whimper against Jungwon’s lips when he nibbles on her lips.

The older man’s hands move fast, quickly stripping off Wonyoung’s robe before he switches positions with Wonyoung, now sitting underneath the woman as she straddles him, lips still pressed against each other’s.

A tear pathetically drops on Wonyoung’s cheek, cascading from Jungwon’s face, making her hand reach up to cup his wet cheeks, wiping his tears off with her thumbs before she pulled away from the kiss, panting as she delicately wiped off Jungwon’s tears.

She lets her hands linger on Jungwon’s cheeks before she reaches down, pulling off his shirt before letting him do the same with her flimsy tank top, throwing the clothes down onto the floor as Jungwon got on his knees, making Wonyoung accommodate him by slightly spreading her legs for him.

“I love you, I love every bit and part of you, even the parts of you that you don’t like.” Jungwon says as he’s pressing kisses on the inner part of Wonyoung’s thighs, making the woman tear up as Jungwon sorrowfully kisses her skin, hands softly placed on her thighs before they reached up for the hem of Wonyoung’s shorts, pulling them off along with her panties.

Shuffling down to make it easier for Jungwon, Wonyoung placed her legs on top of his shoulders, letting the man inch closer towards her cunt before latching his mouth on her, making Wonyoung sigh in content as she watches Jungwon delightfully lick up her sweet juices, tongue fiddling around with her cunt, flicking at her swollen nub before moving down to Wonyoung’s winking hole.

Throwing her head back, Wonyoung couldn’t help but whine and reach for Jungwon’s hair, bunching them up in her dainty fingers as she pulled and tugged on them, making Jungwon groan in response as he went down on Wonyoung, licking a stripe along her folds.

Pulling away despite Wonyoung whining, Jungwon simply patted her hip before he got up and took his clothes off, throwing them on the ground with no care in the world before he instructed Wonyoung to lie down on the couch on her back before he hopped on the couch, placing Wonyoung’s legs on either side of his waist before kneeling down.

Reaching down, Wonyoung softly held on Jungwon’s length, she watched as the older grunts, eyes briefly closing as his mind focused on how warm the younger’s hand was around his length, forgetting how her skin felt against his.

“Hurry..” Wonyoung muttered, hand slowing down around Jungwon’s cock which made the man snap out of it, remembering that this no longer was a hallucination and that Wonyoung was actually here– underneath him.

Reaching for his own length, Jungwon aligned himself to Wonyoung’s hole that waited from him to sink in, hole quickly swallowing up the head as Jungwon slowly pushed himself into Wonyoung, making them both let out a sound of pleasure.

Wonyoung whimpers when Jungwon sinks deeper into her, reaching parts of her that only he could reach, ever since they separated, nobody could ever please her like Jungwon could— because the man knew all the places where it would make Wonyoung’s toes curl up and make her let out the loudest of moans if he touched her there.

Pursing her lips together as her eyes shut tightly, Wonyoung’s hands tightened up on the couch pillow she held onto as Jungwon started to move in and out, slipping in and out easily because of how wet they were both.

It doesn’t take long for Jungwon to push and pull out of Wonyoung in long and harsh thrusts, making the woman bounce back and forth as she held onto the pillow for leverage, Jungwon set an animalistic pace as he watched Wonyoung moan and writhe underneath him.

His lips part as he lets out moans of his own when Wonyoung squeezes him tightly, nearly tight enough to get him to stop moving, Jungwon nearly pulled out not until Wonyoung linked her ankles together, caging Jungwon in between her legs as she held onto his arms, bouncing back and forth when the man started to thrust once more, plowing into her without a single care in the world.

Wonyoung moaned wantonly as her nails scratched Jungwon’s forearms, nails digging into Jungwon’s skin which made the older wince as he thrusted into Wonyoung’s cunt that gripped around his cock like a vice.

Jungwon watched as Wonyoung moaned helplessly underneath him, hands moving mindlessly against Jungwon’s lower body as she kept moaning and pushing his shoulders ever so often.

“What’s wrong, Won? Tell me.” Jungwon grunted as his hands held Wonyoung’s forearms, pulling her towards him as he fucks her roughly.

Wonyoung only whimpers, eyes shutting closed as she moaned, head throwing back against the couch. Jungwon only thrusts faster, watching as Wonyoung moaned underneath him, eyes still shut closed as she refused to look Jungwon in the eye.

“What is it–” “I love you!” Wonyoung cried out, breaking out in sobs once more as she felt herself nearing her orgasm, pussy clenching hardly around Jungwon’s cock as he started to fuck her faster and harder, brows creasing in concentration as bullets of sweat dripped from the his temples as he eagerly fucked Wonyoung.

Wonyoung’s sobs are continuous as hiccups, feeling herself near her orgasm as Jungwon proceeded to plow into her cunt, tears falling sorrowfully as she sobbed, hands tightly holding Jungwon’s forearms to further pull her to him, making the man land on top of her with a light fall. This way, Jungwon could kiss away Wonyoung’s tears as she cried, kissing away her sadness as he thrusted away.

Jungwon hushes, closing in towards Wonyoung’s cheek to kiss her tears as he’s tearing up himself. The two whimper right at the same time when Wonyoung squeezes Jungwon and when he strikes right at the most sensitive spot of her cunt.

“I’m close..” Wonyoung gasped and threw her head back before Jungwon snuggled into her neck, sucking and marking up her delicate skin. While Jungwon was busy nipping at Wonyoung’s neck, Wonyoung kept moving her hips underneath him, moaning away as he thrusted.

Burying himself deeper into Wonyoung’s cunt, all it took was a few thrusts before she shook in his hold, thighs quivering as her pussy spasmed as she came, feeling Jungwon thrust harder into her before he shot ropes of cum deep inside, marking Wonyoung’s walls with his seed for the first time in years.

3 orgasms and a whole lot of positions later, the two were now in Wonyoung’s bedroom with Wonyoung on her knees as she bounced back and forth on Jungwon’s cock, hands roughly gripping her waist to pull her back and forth on him, listening as the woman cried out, pussy clenching hardly around his length.

The sheets underneath them were already wet with Wonyoung’s squirt after she made a mess when Jungwon got on his knees and ate her out vigorously.

Jungwon shuddered when Wonyoung picked up the pace as she bounced back and forth against him, ass slapping against his pelvis. He watches as his cock disappears into her heat, pussy clearly gripping tightly by the way she stretches around his cock.

“Oh baby.. No more please–” Wonyoung whimpers as she looks back to look at Jungwon who continued to pound her cunt, sounds of slick and skin slapping against each other was what she got in response.

Jungwon coos, “Just a little more, love.” he says as he’s thrusting harder into her cunt, hand slapping her cheek briefly before continuing with his fast and animalistic pace, ears listening to how Wonyoung’s moans sounded like music to him as she moaned his name.

Wonyoung’s hands lose strength, making her land with a thud on the pillows as she kept her ass elevated, making it easy for Jungwon to fuck into her cunt, feeling Jungwon’s hand press her harder against her bed as she arches her back, moans getting muffled as she moaned into her pillows.

Flipping Wonyoung around, her back lands on the bed with a soft thud before she feels Jungwon wrapping her legs around his waist, further closing into her cunt as he fucked her into ecstasy. Wonyoung’s hands desperately held onto Jungwon’s forearms, nails scratching his skin up as she moaned.

Wonyoung watched as Jungwon’s face contorted in pleasure, brows slowly furrowing as his teeth sunk into his bottom lip, muffling his own grunts. his hands grip her waist tightly, pulling her close as he inched closer to his orgasm, “ah fuck, that’s it! right there!” Wonyoung gasped out when Jungwon strikes right at her spot, making Jungwon smirk before striking it consistently, making Wonyoung moan wantonly before she whines out Jungwon’s name, pussy quivering around his cock as she makes a mess all over herself, bits of squirt hitting Jungwon’s pelvis.

Jungwon’s jaw slacks as he grunts, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as he plunges deep into Wonyoung, making sure he’s deep in her before he cums into her cunt.

It took everything in Jungwon not to start moving again before Wonyoung held onto his jaw, pushing him up for her to see his features.

Wonyoung looked godsent underneath him, as if she didn’t get fucked ‘til she cried. Her hair was perfectly placed on the pillows, her doll-like eyes gliding all over Jungwon’s features, plump lips looking as though they wanted to say something to Jungwon.

Jungwon closes in towards Wonyoung’s cheek to place a soft kiss before he moves them both, quickly sliding out of Wonyoung before making himself lie on his back with Wonyoung lying on her stomach above him.

“What.. What now?” Jungwon asks as he loosely wraps his arms around Wonyoung’s waist, holding the younger tightly as she catches her breath.

“I don’t know, Won. I don’t know.” Wonyoung responds, slightly looking up at Jungwon who was looking down on her, orbs of brown full of uncertainty as they held each other tightly, blissfully unaware of their fates.

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[happybunny999]

Yandere Batfam x neglected OP Meta outskirts reader and Ymir fritz

Part 2

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Gotham was extremely different from the outskirts of me and Ymir’s hometown and we want to go back home pretty please.

Ymir hates the family with a burning passion and really wants to see them dead or hurt for how they treated us though the years since we are now 15 and nothing has changed at all we are still the afterthought to the family and it made Ymir very angry and she almost fought Jason and Damien when the two one separate occasions where caught by Ymir hurtling me and not leaving me alone and was grounded again by Bruce for our behavior while Jason and Damien were let off the hook as always it REALLY made her mad and Ymir yelled at Bruce while I stayed next to Ymir for comfort.

And when we were sent to our room Ymir had the idea to sneak out of the house from our guest room that we shared because we had no real room in this house and at first I thought I was a bad idea but went with Ymir anyway because I didn’t want to stay in the room alone and with the family so we left though the small window and to the streets of Gotham.

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The streets of Gotham were dark and dangerous and full of criminals and villains and just the thought of it makes me scared and hold Ymir’s hand tighter as we walk down the street passing by people and alleyways

“Don’t worry reader we are going to fine” Ymir says to me with a smile on her face as we pass by some people giving us mean looks that made me nervous

“Ymir maybe we should head back this is scary and these people don’t look friendly “ I told Ymir with worry in my voice as I cling to her a little more then before as we kept walking around

“No way we are not going back home at least not yet we are going to have fun first and it’s not like they will notice that we are gone” she said dismissively as we walked into a game store to Ymir’s delight

“Come on let’s have some fun” Ymir smiled with glee

-

After some time me and Ymir are playing the arcade games and she is having the time of her life I never seen this happy since before our mother and stepdad’s death where Ymir was allowed to be mischievous and happy

But while we were having fun we hear a scream and people panicking which terrified me and I quickly alerted Ymir to what was happening and when we investigate it we saw it was the joker and Harley Quinn making a mess of the game place and it made Ymir mad and furious so she told me to make cloaks for us and I wanted to ask why but Ymir just said we need to help the people so I complied a created two black cloaks that we wore and it covered our faces too

Once we got close to the two villains they saw us and joker grins at us as he pointed his gun at us while I hide behind Ymir who had an angry expression on her face and her eyes started to glow red

“Get the fuck out of here you two” Ymir responded with a cold and intimidating voice that even made me scared but I should be use to her anger tone with something is not right at all

“Oh why so serious little ones “ joker laughs crazily while Harley smiles at us mockingly that didn’t go unnoticed by Ymir who hand her fist clenched and eyes red under the cloak

Without any hesitation Ymir runs at joker and Harley with great speed that take them both by surprise and just has joker tries to fire his gun at her. She is already in front of him and knocks the gun out his hand and pushes him back with a powerful force that sends him flying across the room and hitting the ground hard and as for Harley who had been standing there watching the whole thing and snapping out of pure shock she runs at Ymir ready to attack her but Ymir was also ready to her too and used the hardening ability on her knuckles and punches Harley hard, very hard in the face to a point where I could see blood from Harley mouth as she too is sent flying across the room landing just a few feet from joker who was still on the ground I check them cautiously and felt better that they were still alive but badly hurt as I walked back to Ymir and flu us back to the manor just as the police came to the scene and we both knew the rest of our ‘family’ would be here soon too

As we made it back to the manor we walked to the front door and past Alfred who we greeted with a smile and ran back to our guest bedroom and I check on Ymir to see if she was ok as I looked at her hand and saw it healing itself while Ymir was just smiling happily from what has happened as we called it a day and headed to bed for the night

meanwhile the police and batfam were confused and surprised when they got to the scene and saw both joker and Harley on the ground unconscious and hurt as they were being arrested and carried to the police car Batman examined the place and found pieces of crystal like parts on the ground and on Harley and told Tim and Barbara to test it and find out what it is with a stern and cold look on his face.

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CHANTAJE! (xxiii)

SUMMARY: being under the watchful eye of the media and your fans, your managers are in desperate need of regaining back your popularity after other influencers who hate you cause mayhem to your life. what best way to do so by having you pretend to be in a relationship with the popular 7 who are known to be intensely wealthy and stoic? will you be able to regain their trust or will they go with their promise of damaging your reputation even more?

WARNING(S) FOR LATER: gore/blood/murder, harassment/bullying, mental health talks (nothing badly triggering), child endangerment (mc was a child actor, again nothing badly triggering. if there is, there will be a warning)

NOTE: if you read this late… you’re stinky

TAGLIST (CLOSED): @parapiop7 @an-ever-angry-bi @softforyoongles @thenaverse @chansatlan @juju-227592 @skyys-universe @carolinexkpop @reallysparklychaos @namjooncrabs @savagemickey03 @drunkzseok @svnbangtansworld @2ne1unni

“I can’t stand this.”

Taehyung grunted out between punches, ignoring Namjoon’s stare on his back due to the fact he beating up a man that had said things to you online and offline.

Now, Taehyung was never one to resort to violence. He was always the calm one alongside Yoongi, but the thought of someone hating on you and threatening to do things to you to “shut you up” was enough for him to see red. So, he here was, having chosen a guy on your comments out of thousands, and beating him up until the skin of his knuckles tore.

“Taehyung, I understand you can’t come to terms with your own feelings, but leave the poor guy alone,” Namjoon said, though he didn’t mean his empathy. He did not care at all. He just didn’t want to cover up another dead body just because Taehyung couldn’t handle his emotions. “Taehyung.”

“I mean, she’s going to be gone in a year once her contract ends,” Taehyung continued to huff out. He stopped for a second to glance at the two men over his shoulder—Yoongi was there, too—before looking at the man hanging. “She’s going to be gone and here I am wanting to kiss her. Is that a bad thing?”

“N-no, sir,” the man stuttered out with blood coming out of his mouth.

Taehyung hummed, though he didn’t waste another second to go back to hitting the man again. “I mean, it’s not fair. What if after the one year contract ends, she leaves and we never see her again? I feel like I won’t be able to handle that, mentally.” Punch. “Am I going fucking crazy?”

“I have never seen him this beat up over something like this,” Yoongi muttered, running a hand over his hair. Namjoon hummed in agreement. “Should we be offended?”

The (still) pink-haired man shook his head. “I can speak for all of us that falling for another person was not in our cards.”

“Were we ever like this with one another?” Yoongi asked, eyeing the way the beat up man stopped fidgeting. His mouth was drooling out blood, face swollen, and nose bleeding. Yoongi knew so many would look at them crazily for not feeling sorry at all, but the man was not only spewing out such hatred words to you that it scared you, he was a dedicated troll online and would comment such absurd things to those of the other gender. “I know we were a bit like that because we didn’t even know much about relationships with more than one person.”

“All I know is that it’s more than just lust with Y/n,” Namjoon breathed out, a frown etched in his face at sharing his thoughts. He wasn’t one to be good with his feelings. He never liked sharing the story about his family, he never liked telling others he had a bad day, so for him to openly talk about you and how he felt about you was a little confusing. “I don’t know. I didn’t intend to fall for her at all. I have to put your guys’ feelings before me so I could step in if her feelings are nothing but a ploy for dragging down our reputation. Now I can’t even think and I can’t even form my own thoughts, my own opinions, without thinking about her.”

Yoongi could hear the slight defeated tone in Namjoon’s voice.

He understood the feeling too well.

Though Yoongi was the quietest of the seven, he loved being able to show his feeling through gestures. It’s a reason why he took care of you the most because he saw something in you that he saw in the 7; to be understood without being questioned.

“Taehyung, stop,” Yoongi demanded with a stern voice, passing him a handkerchief Jin had specifically created to get rid of blood stains. Yoongi glanced at some of his workers there that were specifically aimed to clean up after their mess. “Get rid of the body.”

“Yes, sir.”

The three walked away from the scene, simultaneously thinking about you.

What will happen in a year after the contract ends? They don’t know, but they hope you will still be there with them. If not as a lover, then a friend. You were pleasant to be around.

“Miss, they’re here,” Min-seo announced, opening your bedroom door.

You had been in bed for a while now and you blamed it on Hyung-min who didn’t want to take you downstairs. Jae had told him to do so and even threatened to carry you herself, but he didn’t budge. He was too scared to do anything to you in case he hurt you again (Namjoon scared him).

“Let them in.”

“Yes, miss.”

Namjoon, Yoongi, and Taehyung admired the rest of your house as they went up the stairs. They hadn’t seen much considering they were always in a hurry and were so busy to come bother you, but they loved seeing the decorations you had up. They especially loved the pictures of you as a child holding onto awards, a bright grin plastered on your face, clearly happy and satisfied for getting an award that showed your hard work. You were just a child.

“Really?” You raised a brow once they came into view. “Are these daily visits going to stop once I’m healed?”

“No,” Namjoon answered, voice soft yet stern. He sat on the edge of your bed, his hand going up to run the pad of his thumb over your swollen ankle. His brows furrowed for a second before it vanished in a blink of an eye to look at you. “How are you?”

“Im doing much better,” you said with a small smile.

You glanced at Taehyung and Yoongi, their facial expressions not changing and giving you a clue as to what they were feeling. You slightly puffed out your cheeks before humming.

“What is it?” Yoongi asked, moving from his position beside Taehyung and coming to stand next to you. You waved him off. At noticing some white papers on your nightstand, he grabbed them, and read over the information given to you from your doctor. “You have low Vitamin D?”

“I don’t get enough sun,” you shrugged like it was nothing. “Before you three freak out, as soon as my ankle feels better I’m going on walks.”

“You should go with Jungkook and Namjoon on walks,” Taehyung piped in to suggest. “Jungkook takes his dog out for walks and Namjoon just like smelling the air.”

Namjoon scoffed at Taehyung’s words before turning to you. “It gets tiring being holed up in the office and a bunch of annoying workers just pestering and pestering. I need my walks.”

“I’ll go then,” you agreed, nodding your head. “Though, it’s been a while so if I get tired easily… not my fault. I usually love walks and you know, being able to be in my mind a lot more, but I’ve been feeling a bit lazy.”

“You don’t need to explain yourself,” Namjoon reassured you, maintaining eye contact. You smiled at him and he gave you one, too. He sighed a bit and stood up to let his eyes run over your body to see if you had any more hidden injuries. Once he came to find nothing, he nodded. “Hyung-min called me.”

“Is that why he looked scared when he came to visit me?” You asked, arching a brow. Namjoon looked at the others and softly chuckled, not saying “yes” but not denying it either.

“We talked and he took my words wrong,” Namjoon answered with a shrug. “Not my fault.”

“Mhm, totally not your fault,” you echoed back to him, sarcasm dripping from your words. “But he has apologized. He has apologized to me, he didn’t do it on purpose, and that’s what should matter. Don’t go pestering him, either. He’s Jae’s boyfriend and Jae is my best friend so if you hurt him, you hurt her, and you hurt me. You wouldn’t want to hurt me.”

Yoongi felt the end of his lip curl up. “Oh, you’re good.” You smiled sheepishly at this words. “We won’t hurt him, Y/n. Just tell him that if he does something stupid again we won’t be so nice to him.”

“You mean, like, insulting him to hurt him, right?” No answer. “Right?”

“We’re going to be leaving,” Namjoon said, dodging your question. He stuck out his wrist to glance at this watch. “Yoongi and I have a meeting with some directors to talk about our project.”

“Do you really have to leave?” You breathed out that your words almost sounded like a whine. Namjoon stared at you.

The directors can function not having them there, right? No. They’re a bunch of idiots that just spewed a bunch of bullshit, and Namjoon did not trust them to go over the project he and Yoongi have been desperate to finish.

“As much as we’d love to stay—”

“I can stay,” Taehyung spoke up. He gave you a side glance. “I don’t have anything to do so if you want, I can keep you some company.”

You couldn’t help but smile at his words. “That would be nice, Taehyung.” You turned to look at the two. “Are you going to come tomorrow with Jungkook and Jin? They want to cook something—”

“You do not want Namjoon there,” Yoongi said with a chuckle. Namjoon rolled his eyes. “He might be good at everything, but cooking is where we cross the line.”

“Are you that bad?” You winced at the idea of burnt overcooked and under cooked food.

“I burnt eggs one time and put a lot of salt, and suddenly it’s the end of the world,” Namjoon grumbled under his breath, putting on the blazer he had taken off and placed on his arm. “Anyway, we’ll try to come over tomorrow. But, just enjoy your time with the two. I know Hobi wants to come but he’s been busy with his work.”

“Oh, I know,” you said. “We’ve been texting.”

“You text?” Taehyung asked.

You nodded. “Yeah! He got worried and he apologized for not visiting me a lot, but that he’s busy with work, so we agreed to meet up sometime this week.”

“Yeah, he was looking forward to the dinner,” Namjoon noted, now knowing he can text you. “But, that’s done and you don’t need to worry about that.”

You snorted. “I won’t.”

He and Yoongi leaned over to hug you goodbye, whispering they’ll visit with Jungkook and Jin, but to not get disappointed if they don’t.

As they left, you turned to Taehyung who was quiet. He was always quiet and you wished to see the talkative side that was always on the news.

“What happened to your knuckles?” You softly asked, grabbing onto his hand rather carefully to not weird him out.

Taehyung extended his hand to display his fingers and softly scoffed. “I was boxing with Jungkook. Never again.”

“Thankfully, it doesn’t look too bad,” you mumbled under your breath, inspecting his bruised knuckles while tenderly touching them to see if he would react to that. “You need to ice them.”

Softly chuckling, he shook his head. “I didn’t know that staying here meant that I would get my personal doctor.”

You rolled your eyes, swatting his hand away so he could feel the sting on his wounds. “I’m not helping you anymore then since you’re complaining.” You could hear the small laughs escaping his lips at your dramatics. “No. Go away now.”

“I’m kidding, Y/n,” Taehyung said, wrapping a hand over your bicep to bring you closer. “Act all doctor to me. Wrap my wound and kiss it better.”

You gaped at him after hearing his words. “Where has this Taehyung been? You were so quiet with them.”

“I get nervous talking to you around the others,” he admitted with a shrug. “I enjoy watching you interact, too, so I just love watching instead of butting in.”

“I love the fact that you are much more teasing like this,” you said with admission because you did like seeing this side of him. You had expected Yoongi to be the quietest, but he was very chatty with you and could maintain conversation. Taehyung was the quietest—around you—and you always wished you could see the side he showed to the media. “Also, do you not have boxing gloves? I feel like it could’ve prevented this terrible tear of skin.”

Taehyung blinked. “I just wanted to use my fists more in case I came to a situation where I need to use my bare hands. Either way, it’s not the first time I’ve taken boxing lessons without gloves.”

You stayed silent and he looked at your face to find an answer.

“You’re surprising me today, Taehyung.”

He stayed with you until 2 AM, much to your surprise.

It wasn’t that you begged him to stay, none of that. He just had trouble leaving you alone when you couldn’t even stand on your own two feet without stumbling away. What if someone broke in? He knew you had guards outside your home, working hard, but what if one of them accidentally fell asleep and left you vulnerable? Hell, no.

He couldn’t shake his concerns away even when he made it home.

“Did you beat up someone else?” Yoongi mused as he watched Taehyung walk pass his office.

Taehyung stopped in his footsteps at being talked to and turned to head inside Yoongi’s office. He sat in front of him, a sigh escaping his lips to depict his emotions. Though, Yoongi couldn’t identify what he was truly feeling.

Taehyung wasn’t one to let his feelings be shown very easily.

“We ate together and we watched a movie,” he breathed out in a hushed voice, almost as if talking loud would wake everyone in the house. “We laughed, we talked, I took care of her, and she took care of me.” He felt his throat clog up a bit due to the overwhelming feeling of falling deeper for a person he knew would be gone in a year. “You should’ve seen her, Yoongi. I have never seen her laugh as hard as she did when we were watching her favorite movie and it just… It brought me such happiness at hearing that.”

Yoongi stayed silent and watched him struggle to form his thoughts. He smiled. “You need to process you’re in love with her.”

“But, she’ll be gone.”

“Unless we let her slip away from us that easily,” Yoongi said in hopes to reassure him. “We have enough time with her, either way. We have months—”

“It’s not enough,” Taehyung shook his head.

“Taehyung,” Yoongi started, clasping his hands together to have a serious conversation with the raven-haired boy, “you need to stop letting your past get to you into thinking someone you get close with is going to abandon you. Even if Y/n doesn’t like us then guess what? She’ll be our friend. She’s not the type of person to just leave. Get to know her and when the time comes, then we’ll talk to her about our feelings, okay?”

“Our feelings?” Taehyung frowned with glossy eyes.

Yoongi shrugged and looked down at his phone.

“She won’t leave.”

< before - after >

[urf4vsc0rpio]

what would you rate the dimi sisters on freak scale

like 1-10 how freaky

-dani luvr ^-^

Dimitrescu Sisters Freak Scale

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Nsfw, mentions of Dacryphilia, degrading, toys, biting, blood consumption, oral

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: that's kinda...𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Might not be accurate, idk 😭😭 I probably forgot a few things I wanna add, idk and I feel like I went off topic a few times..

Bela Dimitrescu

Freak Scale: 6.5/10

- Okay let's be real here, I feel like she'd be lowkey busy asf yk? Older sister stuff

- Possessive, def

- Definitely pathetically whiny when she bottoms

- But when she does have time to get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂? Damn. Sending thoughts and prayers along w an ambulance

- Usually composed but it completely crumbles when she gets to let loose

- Has a shit ton of stress I bet

- Would it be bad if I said Bela has a mommy or mistress kink...?

- SERVICE TOP BELA. IDC WHAT YALL SAY. I STAND W THIS UNTIL THE DAY THAT I DIE.

- She likes to tease u occasionally but she's hella subtle w it (Still works tho)

- She loves taking her time, I can confirm bcs I'm her wife

- I feel like she enjoys light bondage, not w ropes but like fancy ass ribbon

- If you would let her, she'd definitely take her stress out on you..just sayin

- Fuckass biter. Definitely likes to mark up your inner thighs (This is totally from a fanart of her that I saw)

- #1 Edging and blindfold lover. Could be on u, could be on her. She just loves it

- legit LOVES. LOOVVESSS painfully slow strip shows. She wants to watch you suffer and squirm in your spot.

- Praising def

- Aftercare w her is the BEST. (I can also confirm this, I'm her wife)

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Freaky Scale: 11/10

- Just look at her.

- Massive prey predator kink

- Crazily possessive it scares me

- "Where are you going, little one?" She asks teasingly while you would run for your life as she hunts you down

- Expect to be manhandled A LOT.

- This mf is 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

- Would it also be bad if I said she has a daddy kink...? Listen, I can explain. (No I can't)

- Bondage. Lots and lots of bondage along w gagging/blindfolds

- How would she gag u, u ask? Could be using ur panties, her fingers, ball gags, hell maybe even a strap

- Also a massive biter, more chompy than Dani and Bela. She knows her fangs r sharp and she's gonna abuse that fact

- Cassie w a happy trail...bevshwgvdbsve

- Bites all over ur body, marking you up as hers

- Dacryphilia screams Cassie, she loves watching you cry from pleasure (maybe even overstimulation)

- "You can take more, you're my good little whore aren't you?" She says while pushing you past overstimulation, relishing in how beautiful you looked crying for her

- Be bratty w her, I dare you. That woman definitely enjoys brat taming

- Spanking + strap ons = Cassandra

- MASSIVE top, she can be on the bottom yet still top you

- Have I told you guys that she rlly enjoys manhandling??

- Topping her is like crazy rare, idk what you did if you managed to convince her in letting you top

- Also a fan of edging, she just loves hearing you beg

- CHOKING. OMFG HER AND CHOKING. NEVER SEPARATED.

- This woman I swear...would definitely strap you to the bed with a vibrator on its max or lowest setting to either overstimulate you (Max setting) or to torture you (lowest setting)

- She loves testing how much u can handle

- Rough sex 🤝 Cassandra

- Would definitely pull u away from whatever ur doing for a quicky

Daniela Dimitrescu

Freaky Scale: 10/10

- Switch. I believe in switch Daniela supremacy and I will DIE on this hill

- I feel like she occasionally likes being bratty when you're not paying attention to her

- My goodness this woman is obsessed w your blood, you can't prove me wrong

- If u think abt it, she wouldn't be afraid to show off her obsessive devotion towards u

- Unpredictable if u ask me, one moment she can be all playful and clingy then suddenly you'd find yourself either pinned to the bed or on top of her

- Experimental. Oh you mentioned a kink u wanna try? Sign her tf up!

- Also a biter, atp everyone is a biter (They can't help it, you just taste so good man)

- She has sharp fangs and she knows it. She enjoys how u shudder and whimper whenever her fangs graze ur skin

- Overstimulation, either her receiving or you, she'd still enjoy it

- Edging for her, idk I have a feeling she likes being edged

- Eating out 🤝 Daniela

- Once again, I will also die on this hill. Daniela is ADDICTED to ur taste like a smoker being addicted to vaping. "eh I can quit whenever" is like Daniela saying "Hey! I wouldn't mind fucking u without eating u out!"

- Every single sesh would always involve Dani going down on you.

- Definitely enjoys having her hair tugged, it just means that she's doing a good job

- OH THIS WOMAN LOVESSS BEING PRAISED.

- Have I mentioned how much she enjoys eating u out? Well she does

- Also a fan of light bondage

- "You taste so good..I can't get enough" She mumbled against your cunt, looking all pussy drunk with her nails digging into your thighs almost painfully

- This woman is possessive and u can't prove me wrong

- Cats 🤝 Daniela = Rubbing up against their owners

- Definitely enjoys being pounded into the bed w a strap, grips the sheets so hard she probably tore it once

- Scissoring + Vibrator combo

- Loves begging and LOVES hearing u beg

- Blindfolds on her, she def thinks it's so fun when she doesn't know what ur gonna do to her

- Would definitely talk about how you're all hers and how much she loves you while she fucks you senseless

- Can be rough whenever she wants to but would also go gentle if u ask her to

[gtgbabie0]

Heyyy it’s me again hehe!

I was thinking clumsy reader that always dropping things, tripping over, spooking herself out etc etc. basically Leon goes into a fit of worry when he hears something drop or when she yelps - but she’s just clumsy. Totally 100% not referring to myself here; just so you know.

- Leon Kennedy x reader

Oh my! He would be so very caring!! 💕

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Leon absolutely loves you, his heart is wholly yours. But goodness did you give him heart attacks sometimes. You were clumsy and yet even that felt like an understatement, your clumsiness was something Leon didn’t think was even possible it was that bad, he often felt like he had to baby-proof the entire house.

It was late afternoon and Leon had gotten back from the agency. You were just cleaning up the small stuff around the kitchen whilst he showered and without even noticing your arm must’ve knocked the dish strainer because the next thing you know the whole thing comes crashing down onto the floor, plates, bowls and cutlery all spread out over the kitchen floor with a very loud crash.

Leon’s heart has never dropped so fast, and he’s hit with a sudden overwhelming feeling of nausea. He was just about to blow dry his hair when he heard the crazily loud commotion and a yelp. He’s quick to drop the hair dryer running down the stairs as fast as he can, missing steps as he does.

“I’m okay- I’m alright,” you tell him as he rushes into the kitchen, stopping as he looks at the mess on the floor. His eyes scan over your body to check for any injuries.

“Baby, what the fuck?” He sighs catching his breath as he guides you carefully from the broken porcelain shards, holding your hand gently.

You smirk at him, noticing that he’s shirtless and the way his shower-damp hair sticks to his forehead and tiny little droplets of water trickle down onto his shoulders.

“Don’t look at me like that- you almost gave me heart failure” he says with no control over the smile that teases his lips when you begin to giggle at him.

He feels older than he is around you, and he swears you will give him grey hairs. But then again he couldn’t complain without you he’d be completely and utterly lost in this crazy world.

You watch as his eyes widen ever so slightly looking down at the small little cut that scratches at your arm, it must’ve happened when you bumped into the dish strainer. You sigh looking down at the blood that trickles from the cut.

“Baby, you’ve got to be more careful,” he tells you with an almost firm tone, but you know it only comes from a place of love, he cares far too much about you. He grabs the first aid kit you keep in one of the cupboards, washing the tiny cut with an alcohol wipe before gently sticking the plaster to your minor injury.

He notices the guilt that seeps into your facial expression, how your eyes seem to drop, “I’m sorry, I just don’t want you getting hurt” he whispers, brushing your hair from your face as he presses a loving kiss to your cheek.

You both look over to the mess that still covers your kitchen floor, “God, I made such a mess” you sigh, resting your head against his chest.

“Yeah, good luck with cleaning it” he teases, laughing at the way your groan against him.

You close your eyes as if that would make the mess magically disappear, and his hand settle against your hips.

“You wouldn’t let me clean this all by myself,” you tell him with confidence in your chest.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?” He questions tilting your chin with his thumb as he makes you look up at him.

“Because you love me too much” you giggle as he rolls his eyes, peppering kisses all over your face.

“Mhm, come on let’s clean up- and you’re banned from the kitchen for the rest of the night” he says. You smile at him with endearment as you both get to work on cleaning up the of dishes that are spread across the floor.

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[writingsofwesteros]

Dark Viserys and Sub reader.

Otto was always worried about Daemon what of he was worried about he brother when it came to his oldest daughter.

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AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

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Viserys wondered if his now dead wife knew about what he did with the hightower girl. The King wondered if his late wife knew he had taken your maidenhead in their own marriage bed. If she knew the nights he brought you in whilst he completely left his wife to her own labours and pregnancies. 

He supposed that did not matter now. His wife was dead - and he still had no heir. “Come in…” Viserys hummed; the sheets covering his body as he rested back against the pillows. “My king…” Oh, his little rat of a hand was here. “Otto…” Viserys hummed; running his fingers through his own locks.

“Is there something wrong?” Viserys had grown tired of the man; but he served his purposes. “My King.. the council is about to begin soon.” Otto whispered; his eyes greedy as he looked at the King in bed. It would be easy to rule through proxy now, especially if he could get the King to remarry.

A sigh escaped the King. Gods, could he not have one day of rest, he thought to himself whilst Otto took his reactions as that of a mourning man. “I shall tell them to postpone for an hour?” Otto hummed and a flicker of gratefulness came over Viserys’ eyes as the King nodded. The act of dismissal followed.

Viserys watched as Otto turned around. The door falling shut behind him, which had the King resting back against the pillows. A gagging noise echoed around the room and had him smirking. “Oh..I had forgotten you were there.” He purred as the sheets fell from him to reveal you.

His fat cock was stuffed completely in your hot mouth. Your face burrowed into his stomach before his hand tugged on your locks. You began to heavily breath as drool fell from your lips. Your eyes were dazed in pleasure whilst Viserys only chuckled. Yes, he had plans of his own now.

“Hmm, such a little slut.” Viserys purred and before you could speak; two of his fingers moved into your mouth. They pushed onto your tongue and had you whining as his eyes moved over your bare body. He could see your sweet pussy glistening with your own wetness. Viserys had truly turned you into a wanton whore.

Slowly, he thrust his fingers inside you again and again whilst his free hand moved to your hip. His cock was lying flat and he was able to move you; your sweet pussy lips parting as he guided you against him. Your moans were muffled by his fingers whilst Viserys continued to watch the erotic display.

Your legs were beginning to shake. The king reached for your ample breast and his hot mouth was soon capturing your pebbled nipple. Your eyes rolled as the pleasure began to pool into your stomach. It was too much…but the words were lost to you. As he sucked on you; Viserys reached for his cock.

He had his fat head pushing against your clit; your body jolting with each touch that had him chuckling even more. He teased your entrance; only pushing his head in and moaning as your wet, fluttering walls clamped around him. “You feel as tight as the first time I took you.” Viserys purred.

He soon bottomed completely inside you. His fat cock pushing deeper with this position. This time, Viserys took his fingers from your mouth and brought them into his own. His free hand came down on your arse as he ordered, “Ride me…ride your dragon.” Viserys hummed and watched you do all the work.

You whimpered; gently placing your hand on his chest as you slowly began to move. “I know you can do better than that.” He taunted you; pinching your nipple that had you crying out and clamping around his cock. So he did it again and again until you were crazily bouncing on top of him.

He began to roll his own hips whilst staring up at you. His pretty, little girl who only belonged to him. “Remember our first time…” Viserys purred as your wetness began to drip down his length. He had taken you on the bed again and again. The next day he had taken you all over the surface of his room.

You had passed out on his cock after the tenth orgasm he had pulled out of you and sill; he fucked you so deep. “Yes you do…” He hummed; your eyes darkened as the memories flashed back. You had been a mess the following day but he had taken you again and again. There was no stopping him.

“Viserys…” You whimpered out so prettily. Your face screwed up in pleasure as you continued to bounce. His cock pushed against your spongy spot with ease as your stomach only tightened in pleasure. Your legs shook some more as you leaned in. Your soft, ample brushing against his chest.

He wrapped his arms around you and kept you impossibly close as the King took over. He began to jackhammer inside you; taking your breath away whilst you could only hiccup in pleasure. “I am going to breed you…take you as my wife.” Viserys whispered his plan to you as you shivered.

You knew that would happen..but it still had you whining out. Your shyness returned as Viserys leaned in. He passionately captured your soft lips, forcing his tongue against your own as you squirted around his cock. Your pussy clamping around him, which he struggled to thrust through before he snapped his hips.

His thrusts quickened as he chased his own release whilst you practically collapsed against him. Viserys’ dark chuckle echoed around the room and had you so prettily whimpering into his ear. Yes, you were to be his wife …you would be his forever, Viserys thought to himself in between the moans.

Your legs shook at the intense pleasure still moving through you. Your soaked walls are fluttering and milking his cock. It was only a moment later before Viserys was spilling his cum inside you, filling you so warmly. Your toes curled in pleasure which had you crying out as he roughly rubbed at your sweet clit.

Your eyes welled up in tears but Viserys only smirked as his soaked fingers slipped over you. He pinched your clit and moaned as you spasmed around him. You looked so ruined already but the King was nowhere near done with you. Your eyes widened as you felt his fingers move between your cheeks.

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