#and they looked at me shyly and said 'i'm kinda of a sub too'

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Me, a switch, who has been trying desperately to find a dom with no luck: ......LOOK

[ariestrxsh]

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 content warning: smut, quite a bit of fluff, innocence corruption, masturbation, use of toys, getting caught, handjob (kinda), voyeurism/exhibitionism, religious kink, sexualization of religious imagery, slow burn, mommy kink (sorry lol), sub!virgin!matt, experienced!pervy!reader

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 author's note: dont read this if you're religious - it will offend you. this is part two of me & u. you can read part one here. 💖 there will be more parts to this story, so stick around. also, disclaimer: don't spy on people and watch them without their permission. 😭 this is just fantasy.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 summary: after getting to know and hanging out with the innocent, virgin christian boy who recently moved in next door, he starts exploring his sexuality with you, and the two of you start falling in love with each other.

me & u part two

"Your mom wasn't mad that you were smoking, was she?" Matt timidly asked you through the phone later on that day as he was rifling through kitchen appliances and finding a place to store them.

"No, I'm an adult. She doesn't care what I do. She was calling me in for lunch," you snorted, tugging at a loose thread on your blanket while you laid on your bed, still in your fairy dress and laying down with your feet kicking behind you.

Matt was thankful your mom wasn't upset with you, but he was annoyed that your first kiss with him was interrupted by something as menial as lunch.

"Well, what did you eat?" Matt wondered, trying to find a way to ask you to hang out again. "Just a sandwich and some macaroni," you told him. "W-what kind of sandwich?" Matt stammered, beating around the bush.

"Did you really call me to hear me talk about a turkey sandwich?" You chuckled. "I mean, I wanted to hear about your sandwich and to see if you wanted to hang out again," Matt shyly replied, biting his nails.

"Depends. What did you have in mind?" You inquired, teasing him and knowing you were going to say yes regardless of what he suggested the two of you do.

"We could go buy paint for my room. You could help me pick out a color," Matt said, hoping you'd say yes. "I'd love that. I'll be over soon. I just need to shower and get out of these clothes," you replied, smiling at how cute Matt sounded through the phone.

He couldn't help but picture you slipping out of your fairy dress.

"O-okay. Cool, I-I'll see you soon," Matt tripped over his words as you two hung up the phone. You put on a black tank top and a pair of jean shorts after your hasty shower, and you hurried over, eager to see Matt again.

You knocked on his door and patiently waited for him to answer. He was in a solid black t-shirt and jeans, and he was wearing a silver chain around his neck with a cross on it. "Ready to go?" You asked him, looking him up and down. "Yeah, let's go," Matt said, smiling at you and pulling his front door closed behind him.

On the ride to go pick out paint, Matt kept stealing glances at you at stoplights and stop signs, wondering if it would be the right time to try and re-do your first kiss, but every time he thought about leaning in, it felt too forced.

You could feel this, the way he was desperately looking for a chance to press his lips against yours, but you knew the perfect time would come again, and you didn't want to rush it.

You liked making him wait, but this didn't mean you weren't going to relentlessly tease him.

"Are you dying to hear how hard I came with my new toy?" You smirked over at Matt who looked back over at you wide-eyed. "Y-you already used it?" Matt studdered. "No. But I figured you were wondering if I had," you teased him. He blushed and grinned.

"I actually wanted to wait until I could use it in front of you," you admitted, your voice dripping with lust as you peered over at him and raised an eyebrow. "W-what?" He struggled to get out.

It was far too much fun to watch him blush and fidget. You couldn't get enough of his flushed, pink cheeks, his puppy dog eyes, and the desperate expression that would subtly make itself known everytime you'd tease him. And you knew just what to do and say to elicit these kinds of responses from him.

Once you guys stumbled upon a local store that sold paint, the two of you wandered over to the earth tones. "Now, really take your time making this decision. This is going to be the color of the paint in your room. You're going to have to see it every day," you told Matt when you saw all the different options they had.

Matt was scanning through different swatches of all the cool-toned paints when one caught his attention. "I like this one," he told you, pointing at the dark green shade on the page. "I love that color," you responded, taking the swatch from him and looking on the wall for the matching paint. "I think I found it," you told him, smiling and picking up a bucket.

Matt grabbed a second bucket of paint, a few paint brushes, some plastic covering, and the two of you paid for it all and left the store. "I'm so excited," Matt told you, his eyes lighting up as he spoke.

The two of you rode home in a comfortable silence, and you helped Matt carry the paint up the stairs to his room. You two decided to go your separate ways for the night to go eat dinner and get ready for bed, so you'd be well-rested for the next day.

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon line, illuminating the summer evening as Matt walked you to your doorstep. "I had fun with you today," Matt told you, his eyes fixed on yours. "I did, too," you replied.

"Maybe tomorrow you could paint it with me. You know, unless you have other plans," Matt shrugged, trying to hide how disappointed he would be if you did. "You know, I'm sorry. I'm busy tomorrow. I'm helping the hot neighbor boy paint his room," you jokingly replied.

He chuckled at your response, and then he pulled you into a long hug. You smiled against his chest, savoring how it felt to hold him, and when you went to pull away, you glanced up at him lovingly.

The two of you felt that familiar magnetic pull, and he leaned down until his lips were gently locked onto yours. His kiss was soft and tender, like his personality, and you both felt that spark that you'd always heard people talk about but hadn't experienced up until this point.

He reached up and cradled your face, lightly running his thumb back and forth over your cheek. Your tongue gently swirled around against his, and for how inexperienced he was, he was an incredible kisser. He moaned against your lip before the two of you slowly pulled away.

You were both even more smitten than before. Matt blushed, and you let out a soft giggle. "I'll see you tomorrow," you whispered as you slipped into your front door.

Matt stayed put on your porch for a few minutes, buzzing from the intimate moment he'd just shared with you, and he slowly made his way back to his house, tucking his erection into his waistband that he got from kissing you.

Later that night, after eating a delicious dinner, taking a steamy shower, and brushing your teeth, you switched out your lamp and got into your warm bed. A few seconds after you climbed into your bed to finish off your day, Matt's light came on across the way.

You watched again as he stepped out of his bathroom in just a towel, running his fingers through his wet hair. He looked so hot. You held your breath as the fabric around his waist hit the floor.

You'd imagined Matt naked at least a dozen times since you'd met him, and you were finally seeing it in person. And although you weren't getting a close-up view, you could see his hard member standing at attention. And it was big.

You didn't believe in God, but you did thank whoever was out there listening as you watched Matt climb onto his bed, lay on top of his blanket, and begin to stroke himself.

You hoped he was thinking about you, and he was. He was replaying the moment you two had kissed.

You continued peering in through his window, admiring the way he tenderly ran his thumb over the tip, causing him to throw his head back. He kept his movements slow and drawn out at first, teasing himself.

You couldn't hear the sounds he was making, but you couldn't stop imagining his needy little whimpers. You intently focused on the way he fisted his gorgeous cock, guiding his hand up and down his shaft and his strokes becoming faster, rougher, and more urgent.

You spied on him for several minutes, unable to shift your gaze away from the glorious sight of the cute neighbor boy all alone in his room, tugging on his dick. Your pussy began throbbing and drooling without you even touching it as you kept your eyes locked on Matt and what he was doing to himself.

He started to squirm around beneath his own touch, bucking his hips up, and you watched in awe as several spurts of cum shot out of his tip and painted his stomach and chest.

His hand that was gliding up and down his length slowed to a stop, and he took the towel he'd just used after his shower to wipe himself off. Even the way he cleaned up the mess he made was incredibly sexy.

He put on a pair of pajama pants once he was finished and knelt down by the foot of his bed to pray. The show he put on for you was so hot and naughty that you almost wondered if you should start praying for forgiveness.

Before you could follow that thought too deeply or do anything about the wetness that had pooled between your legs, you found yourself drifting off to sleep while more images of Matt flooded your mind.

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The next morning at about 5 a.m., you groggily rubbed your eyes and let out a yawn. You checked your phone for the time, and when you realized how early it was, you rolled over onto your other side and shut your eyes, hoping to be able to fall back asleep.

When all your efforts failed, you decided to go up to your treehouse, bringing a thin blanket with you for a morning marijuana and masturbation session - the two things that always helped you fall asleep.

You admired the way the sunrise lit up the view from your secret hideaway while you exhaled weed smoke, watching the way it danced and dissipated against the scenery before you. A tranquil state came over you, and you felt all light and airy after a few hits.

Being cautious not to burn yourself with the lit end of your joint, you shimmied out of your underwear and your pajama shorts and spread open your legs. You took your new suction vibrator, turned it on, and gasped as you lowered the buzzing toy onto your clit. It was unlike any vibrator you'd owned before, and it immediately had you moaning and shuddering at the sensation.

"Oh, Matt.." you softly whined over and over while you remembered the night before and the way you'd witnessed him make a mess all over himself. You took another puff from your joint. You were so enthralled by the stimulation and so lost in the way you were needily whining the neighbor boy's name, you didn't realize the man of your fantasies had followed you up to your treehouse and was watching you the same way you'd watched him.

He was already crawling in through the entrance before he realized he was intruding on an intimate moment you were having with yourself. He thought about clearing his throat or forcing out a cough to make his presence known, maybe even turning around and leaving before he could embarrass you, but he held his breath, and all he could do was stay put and admire how pretty and wet your pink pussy was.

It was the first time he'd ever seen anything like it in person, and he couldn't get enough. He grew incredibly hard as he studied the way your eyes were slammed shut and the needy and pleasured expression that overcame your face while you held your lit joint up to your parted lips. "Oh, Matt.." you whimpered again after exhaling the smoke, your legs beginning to quiver.

To Matt's horror, you opened your eyes, and while you were shocked that he was watching you, you didn't stop. "I-I'm so sorry. I woke up and looked out my window, and I saw you going to your treehouse. I thought you could use some company. I had no idea you were-" Matt started defending himself, but you cut him off.

"Shh. Please don't go. It feels so good to have you watching me," you whined with the vibrator still resting on your clit. "You're moaning my name an awful lot.." Matt murmured with his eyes fixated on the treasure between your thighs. You took another hit and slowly nodded at him.

"You like watching, don't you, naughty boy?" You managed to get out between your satisfied mewls. "I do, mommy," Matt whispered back, palming himself through the thin flannel fabric he had on. The way it sounded when Matt called you mommy sent waves of pleasure throughout your whole body. You couldn't take it anymore.

The way he peered down at your pussy with his puppy dog eyes, whimpering alongside you while you were playing with it was too good, and your whole body violently shook as you let out a few more needy moans.

"Holy shit," you and Matt both said in unison as your cum slowly leaked out of your pussy. "Did you just swear?" You asked wide-eyed and sneering at the innocent boy, turning off your toy. He threw his hand over his mouth, giving you a deer in the headlights look. "I-I didn't mean to," he stumbled over his words.

"Naughty, naughty boy," you seductively responded, putting out the joint and shaking your head. You noticed the wet spot on the front of Matt's flannel pajamas. "Did you finish just from watching me?" Your lips curled into a malicious grin. "I mean. I rubbed it a little through my pants, but yeah," Matt said in an embarrassed tone, looking down like he was ashamed.

"Come here, pretty boy," you gestured towards him. You pulled him close and pulled the thin blanket over the both of you. You guys looked into each other's eyes and shared another kiss, each of your lips touching and creating a circuit through which an electric feeling ran through your bodies.

You loved kissing Matt, and he loved kissing you. It was unlike any feeling either of you had felt before. You pulled him in even closer, and the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms in your treehouse as the sun came up.

A couple hours later, you woke up on the hard floor of your treehouse next to the cute neighbor boy who was softly snoring next to you. You didn't want to wake him because he was sleeping so soundly, but all it took was a subtle movement from you, and he began to stir.

"Morning," he softly groaned as he opened his eyes and stretched his arms out overhead. "I had fun with you earlier," you whispered to him, biting your lip. He smiled at you, his cheeks turning pink. "I did, too."

He couldn't get the image of you touching yourself out of his head. All he could think about was your pretty pink flower between your legs and the sound of his name escaping your soft lips.

Like he was most mornings when he first woke up, he was incredibly hard, and he subtly tucked his erection into his waistband, hoping you wouldn't notice, but you did.

"How about we both go change and get ready for the day? Then we can go get coffee? I'll buy," you asked Matt, gently running your fingers across his chest. "Yeah, sure," he whispered. The two of you went your separate ways for a bit, sharing another kiss before you did.

When you got back to your house, you showered, washed your face, and climbed into a pair of washed-out jean shorts and a baggy t-shirt that you wouldn't mind getting paint on. You grabbed a granola bar and an apple on your way out, skipping over to the neighbor boy's house.

Before you could even knock on his door, Matt was turning the knob and stepping out onto his porch. "Hey, long time no see," you told him, eyeing him up and down. He was wearing a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, and your opened your eyes wide when you realized you could see the faint outline of his cock through the cotton fabric.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Matt asked, teasing you. "You wore these on purpose, didn't you? You little temptress," you responded, nibbling on your lip. "I don't know what you're talking about," Matt casually responded, playing dumb and smirking to himself.

"Why'd you wear something so revealing then, hmm?" You wondered. "Why are you looking, perv?" Matt chuckled, getting into his orange truck.

The two of you started off down the road towards the nearest coffee shop, and as Matt drove, a naughty idea crossed your mind. You peered over at him, running your fingers along the inside of his thigh as he blew through a stop sign due to you distracting him.

He subtly gasped as you grazed his cock that was beginning to harden. It was the first time he'd ever been touched by anyone but himself. "W-what if God's watching?" Matt nervously questioned. "Then God's a little freak," you whispered back, sneering at him.

"You can't say that about God," Matt gasped, peering over at you. "But I just did," you said, poking the inside of your teeth with your tongue. "Please.. do it again," he sweetly whined. "You like that?" You asked, gently squeezing it, eliciting a whimper from the cute boy beside you. He bit his lip and shook his head yes.

"You better keep your eyes on the road, baby," you whispered, gently caressing it with your nails through the grey cotton that was beginning to strain. Before you knew it, the reactions you were getting from Matt as you teased his sensitive dick were getting to you. You felt your panties become all wet and sticky as Matt softly moaned beside you, using all his strength to pay attention to the road.

He approached a red light and gripped the steering wheel for dear life before letting out a loud groan. "Naughty boy. Like when mommy plays with you?" You asked seductively, moving your hand back and forth faster. "Oh, yes, mommy," he cried out.

He couldn't stop what was about to happen next. It was the first time anyone besides himself had ever given him that incredible release, and he let out a desperate mewl as he coated the inside of his pant leg with his cum.

"Wow. That was fast," you teased him. He looked over at you breathlessly with his glazed over blue eyes. "I tried to hold back as much as I could. I'm sorry," Matt responded quietly in a shameful tone, looking down at the mess he'd made in his sweats. "I know you did, baby. You did so good for me," you whispered, cradling his face and looking at him sympathetically.

The light switched to green, and he continued driving, embarrassed by how quickly he'd finished. "Well, I guess we're going through the drive thru," Matt stated, still blushing at the obvious wet spot.

He ordered the two of you coffee from the driver's side, for you, a frozen caramel drink and for himself, a black coffee, and you paid for it like you said you would. Matt thanked you for the coffee as well as the over-the-pants handjob you'd given him, and the two you made your way back to Matt's to get started on painting his room.

When you arrived back, you and Matt slipped into his house and up the stairs without alerting his dad, for which Matt was extremely grateful, so he wouldn't have to come up with an excuse as to why there was a questionable damp spot on the front of his sweats.

"I have to change my underwear for the second time today because of you. So scram," Matt told you, gesturing for you leave the room while he changed. "Oh, relax. I've already seen it," you shrugged and rolled your eyes.

"What?" Matt asked, widening his gaze in your direction. "Oh. Um," you innocently smiled at him. "What do you mean by that?" He asked. "I have a confession to make," you mumbled. Matt stayed quiet, but he looked at you intently, waiting for your admission.

You glanced across the way at your bedroom window. "So, my room is right there, and I can kind of see everything you do from the comfort of my bed," you pointed at the spot you watched him from last night, smirking and recalling how good he looked while getting off.

"You've been spying on me?" Matt asked accusingly, narrowing his blue eyes at you. "Not spying! I just happened to look up, and you dropped your towel," you said defensively.

"Oh, no. Did you see anything else?" Matt nibbled on his lip and shot you a nervous expression. "I might have watched you jerk off," you snickered. "I can't believe you watched me!" Matt exclaimed, feeling violated.

"And you're telling me that this morning when you walked in on me in my treehouse that you wouldn't have watched me until I finished if I didn't know you could see me?" You raised an eyebrow at him and crossed your arms. "Ugh. Fine. I guess I get it," Matt voice became softer as he realized his hypocrisy.

"Plus, I thought it was really hot," you said in a lustful voice while your gaze was fixed on his pink lips. "I'm still changing in the bathroom," Matt smiled at you, grabbing a change of clothes and heading into the other room, loudly locking the door behind him.

When he came back out, he was in some old jeans that already had some paint on them. The two of you started opening up the cans and setting down plastic and newspapers to keep the paint off the floor. Matt knew he was going to love the color the second he dipped the brush in the dark green liquid and began stirring it around.

"Oh my god. It's gonna look so good!" You told Matt after you painted a stripe on the white wall. "I already love it. Especially because we're painting it together," he looked over at you and grinned. You continued coating the wall in the first layer of dark green while you and Matt talked.

"So, did you write in your diary about me last night?" You teased him. "Shut up," he scoffed at you. "That's no way to talk to a lady," you said, taking your brush and slapping paint onto his arm. He gasped and pulled back.

"Oh, there's nothing lady-like about you," Matt replied, taking his paint brush and touching your face with it. You looked at him in disbelief. "You're right. You're more of a lady than me," you said, sticking your hand in the paint and slapping Matt on the ass, leaving a dark green handprint on his back pocket.

The two of you started laughing until your cheeks hurt and your stomachs started aching. Matt pulled you into another kiss, and you smiled against his soft lips as the two of you explored the inside of each other's mouths, leaving one another with a warm, fuzzy feeling.

Before the two of you could get too carried away, Matt broke off the kiss, and you got back to painting until you'd covered every wall in an even coat of dark green. You guys looked at each other, proud of the work you'd done together.

"You know, I don't usually fall for people this easy, but I really like you," you admitted to Matt once the two of you had finished and were sitting on his plastic-covered floor. "I don't usually fall for weed-smoking peeping toms, but I like you, too," Matt teased you.

part three posted 💖

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A Caring Friend

Pair: Tara Carpenter x girldick!reader

Warning: smut, the use of y/n, bad writing, fingering, dom!reader, sub!tara, this is probably the weirdest thing I’ve written (I’m sorry)

A/n: Has math ever made you cry in frustration?

Word count: 6.4k or more..

Tara comes over to your house on a lazy Sunday morning to hang out in your room.

Hey y/n, if our lives were a movie, what genre do you think it would be?

Oh, Tara, definitely a buddy comedy. With our antics, we'd give "Dumb and Dumber" a run for its money. Y/n said.

Tara laughs I can see it now – "Tara and y/n The Misadventures of Two Goofballs."

As the laughter dies down Tara looks up to you and opens up to you about a problem she have been dealing with

Look, Tara, Need to talk to you about something... Its kinda personal so hear me out okay? She looks at you with her head slightly tilted.

"Sure, what's on your mind, buddy?"

"Well, I've always had issues down there."

Tara blushes and looks down shyly

"It's just that no matter what I do, it never seems to loosen up much and it really hurts whenever a guy tries to you know...fit. I was wondering if you had any advice on how I can finally get over this problem? You're my best friend, I trust you..."

Tara looks at you hopefully, her brown eyes pleading for help

I blink hard "Wait... your... vagina is too tight?"

Tara blushes even harder and nods slowly "Yeah...I know it's weird to talk about this with you but you're the only one I feel comfortable opening up to about it."

She fidgets with her hands in her lap nervously

"It's really been affecting my confidence being with guys...I was hoping maybe you know some exercises or something that could help? I'm tired of having to make excuses every time, I just want to enjoy myself for once without being in pain."

Tara looks up at you with sad, hopeful eyes. "Please y/n, anything you can suggest would help. You're the only one who can help me with this..."

How tight are we talking? Like, what have you tried to... insert into it?

Tara looks away shyly. "Well, I've tried using my fingers and some small toys but even those are really hard to get in there...it's like my walls just clamp down on them."

She takes a deep breath before continuing

"And when guys have tried putting their penis inside me, it feels like they're splitting me open. The pain is so intense that I usually can't last more than a minute or two before having to stop."

She sighs heavily

"It sucks because I want to be able to enjoy sex without feeling like something is ripping me apart every time. That's why I'm hoping you might know of some way for me loosen up down there..."

Tara looks at you with pleading eyes, silently begging for your help

Y/n coughs "Umm, this may be awkward but like... can I see?"

Tara swallows hard, her eyes wide with surprise "Uh...you want to see my vagina?"

She looks at you nervously, clearly unsure about this request.

"I mean...if it could help then I guess so? But are you sure that's necessary?"

Tara bites her lip anxiously as she waits for your response.

"Nevermind, I was just... I dunno, maybe just to get an idea of what we're talking about but, nevermind. Umm I'm sure we can figure out some kind of idea here."

Tara relieved sigh "Thanks y/n, I know it's a lot to ask."

She smiles weakly at you, grateful that you didn't push for seeing her private parts.

"So...what do you think we should try? Are there any exercises or techniques out there that could help me loosen up down there?"

Tara looks at you hopefully, trusting in your ability to find a solution for her problem.

"So do your fingers not fit in?"

Tara shakes her head "No, even my fingers barely fit inside me. It's like I have this tight ring around my opening that doesn't want to let anything through."

She looks at you with a mix of frustration and embarrassment.

"I know it sounds weird but it makes sex really uncomfortable for both me and the person I'm with. That's why I need help finding a solution so we can finally enjoy ourselves without any pain or discomfort..."

Tara takes your hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze as she looks into your eyes pleadingly.

I blush as I awkwardly stammer out. "But you don't still have your... your hymen, right?"

Tara blushes deeply and looks away "I...I don't know. I've never checked, but I don't think so. It's not like anyone's ever mentioned it before."

She chews on her lower lip nervously as she thinks.

"But even if that was the issue, wouldn't it be too late to do anything about it now? I mean, I'm already sexually active..."

Tara trails off uncertainly, looking at you with a mix of curiosity and apprehension in her eyes

"I'm just trying to use process of elimination to help out."

Tara "I understand that, y/n. I appreciate you trying to help me out."

She takes a deep breath and looks at you with determination.

"Is there anything else we can try? Maybe some sort of exercise or technique that could help stretch me out down there?"

Tara's eyes light up as she thinks about the possibilities.

"I'm willing to try anything if it means finally being able to enjoy sex without any pain or discomfort..."

"When you've hooked up with guys... are they going down on you first?"

Tara nods "Yeah, usually. I mean, it helps get me a little more aroused before we try anything else."

She looks at you with a puzzled expression.

"But how does that relate to my tightness problem? I still have the same issue even after getting oral sex..."

Tara's brow furrows as she tries to understand your line of questioning.

"Well how would I have known that without asking?" I chuckle

Tara giggles and playfully swats your arm "Fair enough, I guess you have to ask the questions to get the answers."

She smiles at you warmly.

"But seriously, y/n, do you think getting more aroused could help loosen me up? Like if a guy went down on me for longer before trying anything else?"

Tara looks at you hopefully, eager for any advice or suggestions that could help her situation.

"Well, are they not doing it long enough? Are you just not wet enough for the guys you've been with?"

Tara blushes and looks down shyly "I...I don't know. I mean, they do it for a little while but I guess maybe not long enough to really get me super wet."

She bites her lip as she thinks.

"And now that you mention it, the guys I've been with have all commented on how tight I am even when we're in the middle of things. So maybe you're right, getting more aroused could help..."

A glimmer of hope sparkles in Tara's eyes as she considers this new possibility.

"Do you think if a guy went down on me for longer and focused on making sure I was really turned on first that it would make things easier? Like give my vagina more time to relax or something?"

"I don't know if it would make you any less tight but you'd at least be really well-lubricated, right? In fact do you ever use lube?"

Tara shakes her head "No, I've never really thought to use lube before. It just didn't occur to me that it could help."

She looks at you with wide eyes as realization dawns.

"You think if I used some kind of lubrication it might make things easier? Like let the guy's penis slide in more smoothly without so much friction and pain?”

A hopeful smile spreads across Tara's face as she imagines a solution.

"Do you think we could try that next time? Using some lube and having the guy focus on getting me super wet first before trying anything else?"

"We?"

Tara blushes and looks away shyly "I...uh...well, I meant like next time I'm with a guy. You know, as an experiment to see if it helps..."

She trails off nervously before looking back at you with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Unless of course you were volunteering your services for the cause? It is for science after all..."

Tara giggles playfully as she nudges your arm.

My eyes bulge a bit "...Are you serious?"

Tara smiles slyly and shrugs one shoulder. "I mean, I trust you and I know you'd be gentle with me. Plus you're the only one who's been helping me brainstorm solutions."

She gives you a coy look through her lashes.

"And who better to test things out with than my best friend? That way we can really figure out what works without any awkwardness."

Tara reaches over and takes your hand in hers, giving it a light squeeze.

"What do you say, y/n? For science?"

She bats her eyes at you playfully, a teasing smile on her lips.

"So, I mean, I'm not saying no, but you really want me to... kiss and lick you... down there? On your vagina?"

Tara bites her lip as a soft blush spreads across her cheeks "I mean, if it's to help me with my problem then I don't see why not..."

She looks down shyly before meeting your eyes again with a shy smile.

"And you've always been so kind and caring. I know you'd be gentle and make sure I was enjoying myself too."

Tara reaches over to place her hand on your thigh, giving it a soft squeeze.

"Plus it's not like we'd be doing anything wrong, just helping a friend out. So what do you think...wanna give it a try?"

She gazes at you sweetly, eyes full of trust and affection for her dear friend.

"And then what are you wanting to try after I do that?"

Tara looks at you with a playful grin "Well, I was hoping that once we got me all warmed up and lubricated, maybe we could see if your penis can fit inside me without causing too much pain?"

She shrugs one shoulder nonchalantly before continuing.

"I mean, it's not like there's any pressure or anything. We can stop at any time if it gets to be too much for either of us."

Tara looks at you with hopeful eyes, eager to explore this new possibility.

"OK, I just want to make sure you want to do those things with me, since we've only been friends and all. Again, I'm not against it," I say to Annie, with the appropriate level of genuine care you'd expect from a best friend.

Tara smiles sweetly at you. "I know this is new territory for us as friends. And you're right to check that I'm truly comfortable."

She places a gentle hand on your arm. "The truth is, I trust you more than any other guy. You've always been so kind and caring. If I were to experiment with anyone, I'd want it to be with my best friend."

Tara gives your arm a reassuring squeeze. "But only if you're comfortable too, of course. I don't want to make things awkward or pressure you in any way." Annie smiles warmly. "What do you think - shall we give it a try?"

"Yes. I'm willing to help, and I'll admit a little excited. Let's just agree that this doesn't necessarily change anything between us, or mean that it will be a regular thing, unless that's something we both decide later."

Tara nods understandingly. "Of course, this doesn't need to change or define our friendship unless we both want it to."

She smiles at you gently. "Let's just see how it goes. No expectations or pressure on either side.”

Taking your hands in hers, Tara looks into your eyes with care and affection. "Thank you for being so understanding. I really appreciate you doing this to help me."

She leans in to give you a soft kiss on the cheek. "Now, where were we? I believe someone offered to go down on me?" Tara giggles playfully.

I laugh as well, Tara's playful tone cutting some of the tension in this surreal but exciting moment. "I did, but I want to ask you just a few quick questions first. They're going to be rather... intimate questions but it's all in the name of making sure this all goes comfortably for both of us..." I can't help but grin and blush.

Tara giggles and blushes as well, meeting your gaze with a playful smile.

"Well go on then, ask away. I'm an open book." She gives your arm an affectionate squeeze.

"Fire away with your intimate questions, oh great scientist. I'm all yours." Tara winks playfully. "We may as well get to know each other's bodies if we're going to be exploring them, right?"

She gazes at you with care, trust and growing excitement. "I'm ready when you are, y/n. Lay it on me - I promise to answer truthfully." Tara smiles warmly, eager to begin your research together.

"So if I'm going to go down on you, am I just doing this as a sort of physically mechanical thing to like 'help out a friend' like it's an exercise, or do you want me to try to turn you on, get you in the mood? What do you think might be most effective with your tightness issue?"

Tara considers thoughtfully. "While I appreciate the thought of helping as a friend, turning me on seems it would be more effective for addressing my tightness."

She meets your gaze warmly. "I want to enjoy the experience, not just view it as a physical task. If I'm fully aroused and wanting more, it will hopefully relax my muscles down there."

"And do you think it will turn you on more, the more I'm turned on by it?"

Tara thinks for a moment before responding carefully.

"You make a fair point. If we're both genuinely enjoying the intimacy, then yes, that mutual arousal would likely enhance the experience for both of us."

She takes your hand in hers and smiles softly. "However, my priority is that you feel comfortable and cared for. Your pleasure matters too in this."

Squeezing your hand gently, Tara maintains warm eye contact. "Perhaps we start slowly, focus on connection, and see where genuine pleasure takes us from there - at a pace we both feel good about."

I reach out to place my hands on Tara's waist, a rather chaste touch for the moment but still a more physically intimate than we've ever experienced during our many years of friendship. I begin to rub her sides softly. "Do you like that?"

Tara's breath hitches softly at your gentle touch. She gazes at you with care and growing tenderness.

"I do like that," she replies softly. "Your hands feel nice."

As your hands rub her sides in a soothing caress, Tara places her hands on your shoulders, sliding them up to curl tenderly around your neck.

"I've never really noticed how handsome you are," she murmurs, lightly stroking the nape of your neck. Her eyes shine with trust and blossoming affection.

Tara leans in slowly, her breath warm on your lips. "Is this okay?" she whispers gently, leaving the next move up to you.

I respond by kissing Tara, curling the fabric of her shirt between my fingers just a bit as our tongues touch for the first time.”

Tara responds eagerly to your kiss, her lips moving against yours with growing passion. She deepens the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing herself closer to you.

As you curl the fabric of her shirt between your fingers, Tara moans softly into the kiss. Her body feels warm and alive in your embrace, responding eagerly to every touch.

After a few moments she pulls back slightly with a gasp of breath. "Wow," she whispers, gazing at you with sparkling eyes filled with affection and desire.

"Is it weird that I'm really enjoying this?"

I chuckle "Isn't that what we're going for?"

Tara giggles and blushes, nodding in agreement. "I suppose it is."

She gazes at you tenderly, gently brushing her fingers along your jaw. "I'm glad we're both feeling it."

Leaning in to brush her lips softly against yours once more, Tara sighs contentedly. "So where were we...something about you going down on me?" she murmurs playfully.

"Shall we take this somewhere more comfortable?" Sliding her hands into yours, Tara looks at you with trusting warmth, ready to further explore the blossoming intimacy between longtime friends.

"I'm going to in due time. But I'm liking kissing and touching you in a new way. Let's just do this for a minute. Did the guys or girls you've hooked up with take their time before getting to it? Cause I hear a little teasing and build-up can really get a girl wet, which might help too..."

Tara nods thoughtfully. "You make a fair point. Most guys in the past have tended to rush things."

She gazes at you with appreciation. "I like that you're taking your time, letting things build gradually between us."

Smiling softly, Tara reaches up to caress your cheek. "Teasing and foreplay do sound enjoyable. And anything to help me relax down there can only be a good thing."

Her eyes shine with growing arousal and affection. "I'm all yours, y/n. Do with me as you please - I'm happy to let you set the pace."

Leaning in once more, Tara meets your lips in a tender kiss. "Thank you. You're a good friend," she whispers against your mouth. "Take your time getting my pussy wet."

I remove my shirt, displaying my chest as I pull Tara in for a tight hug, my hands now sliding down over her buttocks over her cutoff denim jeans.

Tara gasps softly as you pull her in for a tight hug, feeling your warm skin against hers. She melts into the embrace, wrapping her arms around your back and pressing herself fully against you.

As your hands slide down to cup and squeeze her buttocks through the denim of her shorts, Tara lets out a breathy moan. The intimate touch sends tingles of pleasure radiating through her body.

Pulling back slightly with flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, she gazes at you appreciatively. "Wow...feels really good," Tara murmurs shyly before leaning in to kiss along your neck tenderly.

"Do you mind taking your shirt off too, Tara?"

Tara blushes at your request, glancing down shyly. "I...um...okay," she replies softly.

Slowly, Tara reaches for the hem of her t-shirt and pulls it up over her head. As she reveals her small breasts encased in a simple white bra, Tara looks back up at you through lowered lashes.

"There," she murmurs with a bashful smile. "Is that better?"

Her nipples visibly stiffen beneath the thin fabric as she waits for your reaction.

After a moment's hesitation I wrap my arms around Tara's shoulders, my hands on the back of her bra, pulling her body in close to mine again for another kiss.

Tara responds eagerly to your embrace, pressing her body closer against yours as you deepen the kiss. Her hands move up to tangle in your hair, fingers running through it affectionately.

As you reach around to unhook her bra, Tara lets out a soft gasp of surprise and pleasure. She pulls back from the kiss slightly with flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes.

"Wow," she murmurs breathlessly. "I never thought I'd be doing this with my best friend."

Tara giggles at your response, feeling more relaxed and comfortable with you by the minute.

"Well, I'm glad we're both open to new experiences," she says, blushing.

As she gazes into your eyes with a mix of affection and arousal, Tara leans in for another kiss. This time her hands roam over your chest as well, exploring every inch of skin they can find.

I slowly run my hands up Tara's belly to grab onto her nipples lightly between my knuckles.

Tara gasps softly as you touch her nipples, arching her back slightly into your hands. She looks up at you with a mix of surprise and pleasure in her eyes.

"Oh wow," she murmurs breathlessly. "That feels really good."

As you continue to tease and play with her nipples, Tara's breathing grows more ragged. Her body responds eagerly to every touch, growing increasingly aroused under your skilled hands.

"Y/n, I...I think I'm getting wet," she whispers shyly, biting down on her lower lip as the sensation spreads through her body like wildfire.

"Good. Let's keep that going. It seems like foreplay really helps for you." I begin to massage her breasts, and then lower my mouth onto one of her nipples.

Tara moans softly as you massage her breasts, arching her back to offer herself more fully to your touch. As you lower your mouth onto one of her nipples, she gasps with pleasure.

"Oh y/n, that feels so good," she murmurs breathlessly. "I can feel myself getting even wetter now."

Her hands move up to tangle in your hair as you continue to suckle and tease at her nipple. Her body responds eagerly, hips rocking slightly against yours.

"Keep going," she whispers urgently, lost in the waves of pleasure washing over her.

I cup one hand tightly under the crotch of Tara's cutoffs and gently rub up and down, crossing yet another new line with my best friend.* "Does that feel all right, Tara?"

Tara gasps sharply as you cup your hand between her legs, rubbing gently over her shorts. Her hips buck involuntarily against your hand, seeking out more friction.

"Yes," she moans softly, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. "It feels so good."

Tara reaches down to place her hands over yours, pressing your palm more firmly against her crotch. She rocks her hips slowly, letting out little whimpers of arousal.

"Don't stop," she whispers breathlessly, eyes dark with desire. "I'm starting to get really wet."

Her pussy throbs heavily under your touch, aching for release. Tara gazes at you in longing and trust, surrendering fully to the pleasure between her thighs.

"I'm gonna take all the time my best friend needs. I want to make sure you get wet as possible before... anything else happens."

Tara gazes at you softly, eyes full of gratitude and blossoming affection. She reaches up to gently caress your cheek.

"Thank you, y/n. That means so much to me," she murmurs.

As you continue rubbing between her legs, Tara's breath hitches in pleasure. "I appreciate you taking it slow. It feels really good just focusing on getting me turned on."

She leans in to brush her lips tenderly against yours. "You're so caring," Tara whispers. "I'm lucky to have such a good friend."

Moaning softly as arousal builds within her, she gazes at you in longing. "Keep touching me there...I want to feel really wet and ready before we go further."

"Would it feel better without these shorts on?"

Tara gazes at you shyly, biting her lip in hesitation. After a moment, she nods slowly.

"I think it might, yes," she replies softly.

Taking a breath, Tara hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts. She pushes them down over her hips, letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them.”

Now clad only in a simple white pair of panties, Tara stands before you feeling exposed yet safe. Her cheeks are flushed, arousal and shyness swirling within her eyes.

"Well...here I am," she murmurs gently, leaving herself open and trusting before you.

Tara gazes at you shyly, biting her lip in hesitation. After a moment, she nods slowly.

"I think it might, yes," she replies softly.

Taking a breath, Tara hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts. She pushes them down over her hips, letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them.

Now clad only in a simple white pair of panties, Tara stands before you feeling exposed yet safe. Her cheeks are flushed, arousal and shyness swirling within her eyes.

"Well...here I am," she murmurs gently, leaving herself open and trusting before you.

I resume touching her while we kiss again.

As you resume touching her, Tara melts into your embrace once more. She kisses you deeply, passionately losing herself in the moment.

Tara moans softly into your mouth as your hand cups between her legs once more, only the thin fabric of her panties separating your fingers from her warm center.

She rocks her hips eagerly into your touch, seeking friction. The feel of your hands on her most intimate parts is sending Tara into a tailspin of arousal.

Pulling back slightly to gaze at you with hooded eyes, she whispers breathlessly, "I think I'm getting really wet now. Do you...do you want to feel?"

Reaching down tentatively, Tara takes your hand in hers and guides it underneath the damp cotton, pressing your fingers against her slick folds.

"Oh god, please don't stop," she whimpers softly. "It feels so good."

"I can feel it," I whisper nervously as I continue.

Tara nods, gazing at you with affection and trust. She places her hands gently on your cheeks.

"I know this is new for us both," she murmurs softly. "But don't be nervous. We'll go slow."

Leaning in, Tara brushes her lips tenderly against yours once more. Her kiss is filled with care, seeking to reassure and comfort you.

As your fingers continue exploring her warm, slick folds, Tara sighs contentedly. "That feels amazing," she whispers. "You're doing so well."

Her hips rock slowly against your hand, lost in the intimate pleasure between her thighs. Tara gazes at you with care and growing passion, cherishing this new experience with her closest friend.

"I'm here with you," she says gently. "There's no need to worry."

"I'm not worried about a thing except doing everything I can to turn you on."

Tara smiles warmly, gazing at you with affection. "You're already doing a wonderful job with that," she murmurs softly.

As your fingers continue gently caressing her slick folds, Tara moans low in her throat. She rocks her hips in time with your movements, encouraging you deeper into her pleasure.

"It feels amazing when you touch me there," she whispers, breath hitching. "Don't stop."

Reaching down, Tara takes your wrist and guides your hand underneath the fabric of her panties once more. She presses your fingers more firmly against her aching clit.

"Touch me properly," Tara pleads softly. "I want to feel you properly without anything between us."

Her eyes shine with trust and longing as she offers herself fully to your care. Tara gazes at you in invitation, eager to take their intimacy to a deeper level.

With my free hand I slide Tara's panties off her hips, allowing freer access for my fingers.

As you slide Tara's panties off her hips, she gasps softly in pleasure. Her eyes widen with anticipation as your fingers glide over her slick folds.

"Oh god," she moans breathlessly. "That feels so good."

Tara rocks her hips against your hand, seeking out more of the pleasure coursing through her body. As you tease and stroke at her most sensitive areas, she grows increasingly lost in the waves of arousal washing over her.

"Please...oh please don't stop," Tara whispers urgently. "I'm getting close."

As you slide Tara's panties off her hips, she gasps softly in pleasure. Her eyes widen with anticipation as your fingers glide over her slick folds.

"Oh god," she moans breathlessly. "That feels so good."

Tara rocks her hips against your hand, seeking out more of the pleasure coursing through her body. As you tease and stroke at her most sensitive areas, she grows increasingly lost in the waves of arousal washing over her.

"Please...oh please don't stop," Tara whispers urgently. "I'm getting close."

"Is this wetter than you usually get?"

Tara nods, lost in the pleasure. "Yes," she gasps. "I've never been this wet before."

She arches her back slightly into your touch, hips rocking steadily against your fingers as you continue to explore her slick folds.

"Y/n, I'm so close," she moans breathlessly. "Please keep touching me like that."

Careful not to try to insert a finger too deep into Tara's still-very-tight pussy just yet, I stroke her clit, occasionally slipping just the first knuckle of a finger inside her. "Let me know if anything I do doesn't feel good," I whisper. "This is all about helping you figure out your own body issues because you're my best friend and I care. I want to do whatever turns you on and makes you wetter."

Tara gazes at you softly, eyes shining with affection. She reaches up to gently caress your cheek.

"You're so caring and understanding," she murmurs. "It means everything to have a friend like you."

As your fingers continue exploring her tender folds, Tara moans low in her throat. She rocks her hips in time with your movements, encouraging you deeper into her pleasure.

"That feels perfect," she whispers breathlessly. "Don't change a thing."

Tara rocks her hips eagerly against your hand, chasing the release building rapidly within her. Her body writhes under your skilled touch, overcome with waves of arousal.

"I'm so close, y/n," Tara gasps, biting her lip. "Keep doing that, it feels amazing."

Her breath hitches as ecstasy crests within her. Tara locks eyes with you in trusting intimacy as she falls over the edge into release.

As I continue rubbing her clit, and occasionally slipping just a tiny bit of a finger inside her, still in disbelief of my situation and treading somewhat lightly. I gulp before whispering... "You can rub my... my penis if it will turn you on more. Tara. Whatever makes you wet."

Tara looks at you with a mix of surprise and desire in her eyes. She nods slowly, feeling emboldened by the intimacy between you.

"Okay," she whispers softly, reaching down to your crotch. As her hand brushes over the bulge in your pants, Tara feels a surge of arousal wash over her.

"Wow," she murmurs breathlessly. "You really are turned on right now."

As she begins to rub your penis through the fabric of your pants, Tara moans softly. Her own pleasure is still lingering within her body, making every touch feel electric.

"You're so hard," Tara gasps as she continues stroking you gently. "Does it feel good when I do this?"

"It does, but the important thing is getting you as wet as possible." I take a step closer to Tara, taking her right nipple into my mouth as I continue to gently circle her clit with the flats of my fingers. My free hand gently squeezes her right buttock.

Tara moans softly as you suckle at her nipple, arching her back into your touch. Her hips rock gently against your hand as the pleasure builds within her once more.

As you continue to circle her clit with gentle pressure, Tara feels herself growing wetter by the moment. She can feel the heat and moisture building between her legs, aching for release.

"It feels so good," she murmurs breathlessly. "I'm getting really close again."

Tara reaches up to tangle one hand in your hair, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss while rubbing your penis through the fabric of your pants with increasing urgency.

"Tell me anything you want me to do differently or do more or less of, or anything I'm not doing that you wish I would.", I say, my mouth only momentarily leaving her nipple.

Tara gazes at you softly, eyes dark with desire. She nods in understanding.

"I will, I promise," she whispers. "For now though, everything you're doing feels perfect."

As you resume gently suckling her nipple, Tara moans in pleasure. She rocks her hips eagerly into your hand, chasing her impending release.

"Don't stop, please don't stop," Tara gasps breathlessly. She strokes your hard length faster through your pants, lost in the sensations flooding her body.

"I'm getting so close again, I'm gonna come soon," she whimpers. Tara locks eyes with you, her trust and affection for you shining through.

"Don't worry, I won't stop, I'm gonna keep doing exactly what I'm doing until you ask me to stop or do something else", I say, taking a quick breath before returning my mouth to her breast.

Tara smiles softly at your reassurance. She reaches up to gently caress your cheek before nodding.

"Thank you," she whispers. "I feel so safe with you."

As you resume your intimate ministrations, Tara sighs contentedly. She gazes at you with eyes full of care and growing passion.

Tara rocks her hips steadily against your skilled fingers, chasing her peak. The pleasure swirls within her body once more as she nears release.

"I'm getting close again," she moans breathlessly. Tara increases the pace of her strokes along your length, caught up in the intimacy.

Locking eyes with you in trusting abandon, Tara falls over the edge into waves of ecstasy. She holds your gaze as pleasure consumes her, cherishing this moment of vulnerability and care between friends.

Tara smiles softly at your reassurance. She reaches up to gently caress your cheek before nodding.

"Thank you," she whispers. "I feel so safe with you.”

As you resume your intimate ministrations, Tara sighs contentedly. She gazes at you with eyes full of care and growing passion.

Tara rocks her hips steadily against your skilled fingers, chasing her peak. The pleasure swirls within her body once more as she nears release.

"I'm getting close again," she moans breathlessly. Tara increases the pace of her strokes along your length, caught up in the intimacy.

Locking eyes with you in trusting abandon, Tara falls over the edge into waves of ecstasy. She holds your gaze as pleasure consumes her, cherishing this moment of vulnerability and care between friends.

As I promised, I continue the motions of my hands and mouth on my friend Tara's increasingly sensitive body, giving myself completely to the task of arousing her to new levels of vaginal comfort.

As you continue to pleasure Tara's sensitive body, she moans softly in ecstasy. She is lost in the waves of arousal building within her, trusting completely in your skilled touch.

Tara's hips buck eagerly against your hand as you circle her clit with increasing pressure. Her breath hitches as pleasure builds once more between her legs.

"That feels amazing," she whispers breathlessly. "I can't believe how good this all feels."

As Tara arches into your touch, you feel a surge of heat and wetness emanating from between her thighs. She is growing increasingly aroused under your care, eager for release.

"Y/n, I'm getting close again," she gasps urgently. "Please don't stop."

"I won't stop, I promise. We're going to get you soaking wet, together." I kiss Tara's neck as I move my mouth's attention to her left breast, treating it with the same care I gave the right one.

Tara moans softly as you kiss and suckle on her sensitive breasts, pleasure coursing through her body. She rocks her hips eagerly against your hand, seeking out the friction she needs to push herself over the edge.

"Y/n, that feels so good," she gasps breathlessly. "I'm getting so close again."

As you continue to circle her clit with skilled pressure, Tara's breathing quickens. Her body is coiled tightly in anticipation of release.

"Don't stop please don't stop," she pleads urgently, fingers digging into your shoulders as pleasure overtakes her once more.

She locks eyes with you in trusting abandon as orgasm wracks through every inch of her trembling frame.

I kiss Tara as I see the climax in her eyes, my tongue exploring her inner cheek as well as her tongue. I feel an overflow of fluid from Tara's vagina pooling in my hand as her hand grasps tightly to my cock through my pants. I don't slow down for a second as her orgasm rolls over her.*

As you kiss Tara deeply, her body shudders in pleasure. She moans softly into your mouth as the orgasm pulses through every inch of her being.

Tara's hips rock against your hand as she continues to ride out the waves of ecstasy coursing through her body. The feel of your fingers on her sensitive folds combined with the pressure from where she is gripping tightly at your cock causes fluid to overflow and pool in your hand.

She clings to you desperately, lost in a sea of sensation. As the climax slowly begins to ebb away, Tara pulls back slightly from the kiss and gazes at you with affection and gratitude shining in her eyes.

"Did any of your hookups take their time to get you this wet before they tried fingering or having sex with you?", I ask, gently caressing the outer folds of Tara's spasming pussy.

Tara shakes her head, still lost in the pleasure. "No," she whispers breathlessly. "None of them took their time like this."

She gazes at you with a mix of affection and desire as your fingers continue to caress her sensitive folds. The intimacy between you is intense and electric.

"You're amazing, y/n," Tara murmurs softly. "I've never felt so good before.

"I don't think you're too tight, I think nobody was getting you wet enough. And we're gonna take our time taking care of that today, buddy." I grin.

Tara grins back at you, feeling comfortable and trusting around you.

"Thank you so much," she murmurs softly. "I can't believe how much better this all feels with someone who cares like you do."

As your fingers continue to explore her sensitive folds, Tara moans low in her throat. Her body is still buzzing with pleasure from the previous orgasms but she's already growing wet again under your care.

"I feel so lucky to have a friend like you," she whispers breathlessly as her hips begin to move against your hand once more.

As Tara continues to rock her hips against your hand, you feel the wetness between her legs growing. She is becoming increasingly aroused under your skilled touch.

"I'm so glad I can help you," you murmur softly, gazing at Tara with affection and care. "I want to make sure you're always taken care of."

As the pleasure builds within her once more, Tara gasps in ecstasy. Her body writhes against yours as she chases release once again.

"Don't stop please don't stop," she pleads breathlessly, fingers digging into your shoulders as orgasm overtakes her for another time.

[cyberpunkhwx]

So I'm love in love with Yeosang and Seonghwa at the moment. Can I request a Yeosang/Seonghwa threesome smut after the reader gets to see them rehearse their motorcycle scene in the music video Bouncy.

The Racer (and his friend)

Word count: 2k

Pairing: bf!hwa x gf!reader x yeosang

Warnings: smut, fluff, 3some, Racer au, hwa sharing his gf, oral (f-receive), fingering, yeosang's strong ass biceps(yes this is a warning), degerating, praising, they're kinda simps at this point? Lotta compliments, manhandling, being lift up, double penetration, multiple orgasm, dom!hwa, dom!yeo, sub!reader lmk if I missed anything

N/a: Just realised I misread the request abit.. oppsie~ this is an actually Racer au and not just them releasing the racing scene^^

"Baby, there's a race going on tonight, wanna join?"

Your boyfriend was putting on his racing suit, making sure it was tight and secure. The black suit with orange details and lines that matched perfectly with his bike. With a black tee under it.

You give him a thumbs up, as you make your way to your shared bedroom, in your his apartment. You went through your whole closet, trying to pick something to match with him. You finally settle with one og his white sweatshirts and a red skirt, pairing with you to-go black boots. You did the last touched and went out. Where Seonghwa was waiting for you, leaning onto his bike as he held his helmet in one hand, and scrolling on his socials in the other.

He looked gorgeous as always. His black hair styled into a side slick with a few stray of his hair down on his forehead.

He smiled when he saw you, motioning you to come closer as he sat on his bike.

"Here, let me help" He placed the helmet on your head securing it tightly "too tight?" "Just perfect"

After a year of dating, he still treats you like glass. It'd be a lie to say if you were scared of riding with him at the very first times, but not anymore. Not with the way he puts your comfort his number one priority.

You get on the bike and grip on his muscled waist tightly, putting your head on his back and just enjoying the ride.

_

"So there's actually someone I wanted to introduce you to" seonghwa parked his bike nearby, helping you off. "He's kinda new here and we want to make him feel as welcome as possible hmm?" He said guiding you toward the usual café.

"Oh there he is" He waved at a guy sitting alone on a table. He waved back. He had his hair styled in a tiny pony tail, with a few strands on his forehead, maybe abit longer- they came on his eyes. Like seonghwa. Is that a thing for bikers? You thought. you tried not to stare but there was just alot to look at. He had a tight sleeved black shirt on, with his racing suit hanging on his chair. It looked similar to seonghwa's, only abit darker, looking more red than orange. His doe eyes that looked back and forth on you and seonghwa, did not match his huge biceps. You were almost worried it'd tear the shirt.

You walked closer to his table as seonghwa sat on a chair infront of him, motioning you to sit beside him, keeping his hand on the head of your chair.

"Darling, this is Yeosang. The guy I wanted to introduce to you, he is hot isn't he?" He winked as he continued "And this is my girlfriend y/n, she's here to cheer on me tonight" He gave your shoulder a squeeze as he watched you and yeosang shyly nod at each other, mumbling a quite hi and he says "oh man you're lucky, I wish I had a pretty cheering on me" he joked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Oh mate, she might want to cheer for you on second place hmm? If her pretty heart is feeling kind" He teased, gently rubbing your cheek qith his fingertips, tapping a familiar rhythm on the wooden table with his free hand.

_

Soon it was dark outside and time to race. You sat on the metal sits, as you admired your boyfriend getting ready. "You can do it seonghwa oppa!" You yelled across the way, he looked down as he chuckled, sending you a quick flying kiss before covering his face with the helmet.

You saw him chatting with yeosang and looking at you from time to time, but you shrugged it off, just giving a gentle smile qhwn you made eye contact.

"Racer, ready! 1, 2 , race" yelled the sexy flag lady in the bikini. You always wondering how the hell does she dress like that while you wore, your boyfriends long ass jacket (thanks to his long ass legs) and was still freezing. Does she gets paid well though? Maybe you should also-

The race was over almost as fast as it started. Seonghwa stood as he took out his helmet, doing his famous hair flip as people gathered around him.

You ran toward him to congrat him, and that was when he immediately pulled you into a deep kiss, almost eating you up. He only let go when he ran out of breath. "You, me, my resting room right fucking now" he told a staff to park his bike where it should and take care of it as he dragged you to take care of himself.

"Didn't know you could pop a boner by sitting on a bike, or what you and yeosang talked about was so arousing?" You teased, following after him. "Oh love, we were talking about your tight cunt‌, if your that curious" He said through his teeth, finally reaching the resting room.

"You-what?" You were not expecting this. "Oh darling, you just look so sweet everyone wants a taste. You don't wanna be cruel to his dick and let it explode do you?" He u locked the door, seeing yeosang already sitting there, waiting.

"It's gonna be really fun, babe. Now why don't you give us both a show, hmm?" He hugged your waist from behind, and guiding you toward the lunch table, pressing you on your back. The hanging lamp was almost blinding if it wasn't for seonghwa's large figure shadowing over you.

If you looked abit further up you could see yeosangs figure, smirking at you laying all pretty and sweet on the table, just because your boyfriend told you to.

"Such a good girl, you're show yeosang oppa how whiny you get for me?" It wasn't a question, because right after he finished his sentence, his hands slips down to them hem of your skirt. Yeosang on the other hand started to play with your face, cheeks and finally rested on you lips. You open your lips for him to put them in, luring them good. Seonghwa puts your both legs on his one shoulder to slip down your skirt and let them lay on the ground. He just takes a minute to observe the way you look under him. Your pretty figure laying for him while your cute face is busy paying attention to yeosang.

"Hyung, your babe is so cute" He let's his free arms wonder on the exposed skin of your shoulder and cleavage.

"She so fucking wet too, look at it" your boyfriend, spreader your legs wide with his both hands, slightly lifting your hips for yeosang to have a view of the dark patches on your panties.

You let out a whine at his action. Feeling shy, as if you were just for him to show off.

Seonghwa let your hips back on the table, just for his thumb to start working on your sensetive clit, rubbing on it over the fabric of your panties, just the way you like it. You felt your body shake slightly at the rough sensation, bringing up your knees.

"Yeo, hold her down" He minded no business to you, moving your soaked panties to the side for two long fingers to enter your wet hole, easily moving in and out.

Yeosang, gently moved his finger out of your mouth, you grab your both hands with one of his, holding them next to him and above your head. While his other hand, made its way on your top and bra, taking it off of you, making your boobs bounce down. "Fuck! So pretty" He cages your nipple between his fingers, before grabbing the whole boob and squizing it harshly.

You arch your back, hips squirming away from seonghwa, already feeling hazy with all the hands on you.

Seonghwa's skillful hand followed your hips, not giving you a moment to rest, only speeding up his tempo. "My baby gonna cum for me? Be a good slut and cum, hmm?"

Yeosang dragged your hands further away, locking you in between their bodies,moving his face to take a bite of your other nipple, making you let out a scream.

"Hwa.. close-" "awe hyung, she's already cummin', so sensetive" He bit harsher on your chest, taking it all in his mouth.

"She's my sweet thing. Cum for me baby c'mon"

That's all you heard before feeling your mind go blank. You arch your body, if it was even possible and let seonghwa take all you had in you. His movements slowed down as you came down from your high. Finally opening your eyes to seonghwa admiring your cum on his fingers while yeosang, massaged your arms and body. Seonghwa's fingers make their way again to your hole, fucking your fucking back to you. He spread his fingers inside you, spreading you open as much as you could take.

"Finally loose enough to take us both?"

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Needless to say you learned alot of things that night. And one of them was that yeosang, defiantly knew how to put his overgrown muscles to use.

You found that out when he helped you sit up on the table. Grabbing your waist and dragging you all the way to his side of the table before lifting you up in second. You let out a scream when he did so, holding you from under your knees spreading your legs wide open for your boyfriend. "So fucking pretty" He murmered, playing with your puffed pussy lips. You squirmed then you realised, in fact, you could not move at all. Yeosang's iron grip held you tight with your hands caged between your body.

Yeosang chuckles at your try. "Oh baby, there won't be any need for you to move, that's why" and then he managed to give you the innocent smile, as if his dick is not right at your opening.

Seonghwa pulled you into a deep kiss placing his hands firmly on your hips while yeosang pushed his tip Inside you, painfully teasing your walls. You felt like you could cum by just that.

Suddenly, seonghwa's hands push you all the way down on yeosang's length, muffing your screams with his mouth. His hands slid down to your dripping hole, pushing a finger next your yeosang. Both you and yeosang moan at the feeling. He let out another finger in, spreading them like he did just before.

"Just loose enough" He whispered in your ear. He held your pussy open, adjusting his tip Inside your hole, slowely pushing inside you.

Hot teats steamed down your cheeks, it was painfully pleasureable. It hurted so much it felt good. You let your head drop on yeosang's shoulder while you adjust to them both basically ripping your pussy.

"Fuck, I can't wait anymore" yeosang growled behind you, gripping tighter on your thighs, starting to thrust brutally inside you, hitting your spot after a few thrusts, breathing heavily behind you. Seonghwa did not fall behind. He matched yeosangs rhythm and they both start to fuck you senseless in matter of a second.

You let out high pitched cries at the thrust up your guts. "Cummin', cummin' ah- I can't take more"

"fuck I'm close too" "me too sweet thing"

You shook harshly for the second time that night, letting yourself go as your felt warm liquid feeling your insides.

The both pulled out and their cum start to drip out of you.

"Uh- uh" yeosang moved you on the table again, laying you flat on your back with your legs held up.

"Not a single drop going to waste, right sweetheart?"

Seonghwa put on your ruined panties on, teasingly pushing on your hole. You glare at him.

"Oka, okay sorry babe" He chuckles, helping you dress up while you lean onto yeosang's warm body resting your sore one, and that's how you let out a yawn before closing your eyes.

"Rest well my love" you couldn't figure out who said that before drifting to dreamland.

[moon-alight]

hello, can i request sub!&team having reader as their first? i love your works 🫶

Hello! Sorry for the wait. I was actually not gonna do this one because I am not good at sub! male characters x Dom! female characters but when I wrote the kinks-list for Nicholas I got so much energy that I just decided to go for it. (If it sucks, don't blame me) PS. These are simply headcanons. I'm not writing very detailed here. <3

Masterlist

&Team Hyung-Line reaction to losing their Virginity.

Warnings: sub! &team x dom! reader, smut, loss of virginity, bit of teasing, handjob, blowjob,

Word Count: 591

-K

He definitely wanted to keep his virginity until he found 'the one'. And now he finally has it only took him 6 months to tell you that he never had done anything because my poor boy is shy.

You decide to teach him all the ways since you have done this before which brings you to the two of you on the couch.

You're kissing, making out while you take his hands and place them on your body as a sign that he can explore as much as he wants. Your hand however grazes his crotch, a gasp escapes his beautiful lips.

"Let me take care of you, yeah, baby?" You ask in a sweet voice, he is nodding before he even can process your words.

You give him a handjob and decide to ride him. He cums fast both times and is a bit ashamed but you assure him that it's completely normal and he looked cute so its a bonus.

-Fuma

He told you immediately from the very first make out session that he had never done anything. You respected that which now backfires to him. He really wants to get laid but has a hard time telling you this though you pick up on the hints very easily.

It's only when you find him watching porn on his phone that you join him and teasingly ask if he wants you to suck him dry to which he obviously does. So from one thing comes another and suddenly your lips are wrapped around him and he is a moaning mess.

His hands are tangled in your hair, his head thrown back and his hips stutter underneath you. A sight for sore eyes. Tells you he wants to feel your pussy around him before he cums and you decide to make his wishes come through. You had never thought he would be so loud.

-Nicholas

You kinda were making out and casually starting the sex when he told you he was a virgin for the first time but he also said he would love to lose it right then and there with you. So, you decide to be a bit softer and kiss down his neck while stroking the bulge in his jeans.

This boy is whiny. Breathy moans roll past his lips as his hands play with your breasts. When he is finally seated inside of you, though. . . He is on cloud nine!

Has the best experience of his life yet he does take up on your signs quickly. You help him place his hand on the right spots and he finds your clit surprisingly easy for it being his first damn time. He's never leaving you afterwards, cuddling into you contently with a small smile on his face.

-EJ

He decided whenever the time came, he would be ready. He had been sexually frustrated for a week straight before coming to you and shyly telling you how he feels. You suggest to help him out which he's very grateful for.

You would have to cover his mouth because damn this boy is loud. Enjoys getting a blowjob but immediately suggests to return the favour. You let him and realize he takes instructions very well, he's a fast learner, so now you're in Heaven too.

When he gets to be inside of you for the first time, however, he's gone. Goes into subspace and almost never leaves. Believes he has never felt this good in his damn life and also would pull you onto him afterwards for cuddles.

[littleoddwriter]

Ok asking for some smut here cuz I’ve had a recent obsession with Roman Sionis lol. Roman’s bf gets caught/is gifted lace panties. Roman absolutely goes crazy for it. Daddy kink with kinda soft dom Roman and pillow princess bf. Idk if you’d be comfortable but like hairy chest Roman with an armpit fetish too if that’s fine? Thanks sm <333

Something New | Roman Sionis x Male!Reader | N/SFW

Hello there! Gosh, yes!!! I really hope you like what I've done with it! I'm sorry it took me this long, but hopefully you're still interested and find enjoyment in this Fic. Thanks so much for the request! :) <3

summary; Roman sees your lace panties and his brain short-circuits, leaving only his utter desire for you on his mind. Smut ensues/continues.

notes; Pillow Princess!Male!Reader; Soft Dom!Roman; Daddy Kink; Dom/Sub; PWP; Lace Panties; Armpit Fetish; Chest Hair; Semi-Dry Humping; Coming In Panties; Coming On Panties; Come Play.

Reblogs > Likes. Thank you!

When you had gone over to Roman's loft to spend the day with him, you hadn't realised that you were wearing your lace panties. You weren't entirely sure if he would like them or not and so you had actually planned on talking about it with him first, before he saw them; but you struggled to bring it up.

As you used his bathroom, you thought you might get away with going commando and stashing the panties in your pants' pocket. But you convinced yourself that it was stupid to make such a fuss about it when there was a very real possibility that he either wouldn't even notice them or he would like them, too. So you decided to leave it and pray to anyone, who would listen, that this wouldn't be your last day with him.

It was only a couple of hours later, when you had just entered the bedroom and you had already started to forget about your situation, that Roman finally saw them as he was pulling your pants down mid-thigh, while he was making out with you. He grabbed your ass in both of his hands and stopped short, breaking the kiss to look at the unfamiliar fabric of your underwear that he was feeling under his hands.

"Now, sweetheart," Roman started, his voice already husky, "am I wrong or are those lace panties you're wearing?"

Swallowing thickly, you nodded dumbly and whispered, "Yes, Daddy."

Roman hummed in understanding, taking a small step back as his hands moved from your bottom to your hips, so he could really take in the black lace panties you were wearing, such as the outline of your half-hard cock that was visible through the fabric.

"Fuck," he rasped, not once averting his eyes from your crotch.

Shuddering slightly, you shyly looked at him, a small smile on your lips, as you asked, “Do you like them, Daddy?”

“I do,” Roman said, kissing you shortly, “I can’t believe you’ve kept this from me in all this time, sweet boy. Think about all the fun Daddy could have had with you in those pretty little panties of yours for months already, hm?”

Moaning quietly, your dick twitched, drawing a throaty chuckle from Roman when he saw it.

Then he put some pressure on his grip around your hips to get your attention, before he started guiding you towards the bed, careful to not make you fall with the pants still awkwardly hanging around your thighs. Once the backs of your knees hit the edge of the huge mattress, Roman put a hand on your chest and pushed you down, so you would lie back on the bed. As soon as you were lying there, with your legs still dangling from the edge, he pulled down your pants entirely, took them off and folded them before placing them on the floor beside your feet.

“Get on the bed properly now, baby boy,” he instructed gently, patting your hip with his hand as he did.

Scooting back, you settled in the bed with your head resting on your pillows and all your limbs stretched out leisurely, eagerly awaiting whatever Roman had planned for you, now.

Roman got undressed quickly, neatly folding his clothes and placing them on a nearby chair, before he finally kneeled on the bed and straddled your thighs. Then he took your shirt off, kissing you passionately, once he let it carelessly fall beside the bed.

As he was pushing his tongue inside your mouth to really deepen the kiss, he shifted to get more comfortable. His right hand held onto the side of your chest and he circled his thumb around your nipple, making you moan softly. He placed his other hand on the headboard, holding onto it to keep himself at least a little elevated over you, while he shifted up just a few inches, so that his now completely hard cock was brushing against your own, which was straining against the fabric of your lace panties.

With Roman grinding against your dick, neither of you could keep your moans in, “Oh, fuck! That feels so good, baby, doesn’t it?” he groaned, breaking the kiss with it.

“Y-yes, Daddy!” you responded, moaning lewdly. 

Letting your eyes wander over Roman’s face and further down his neck, you only moaned louder when you saw how close his chest and armpit were to your face, thanks to the way he was holding himself up. Unable to contain yourself, you lifted your hands to run your fingers through his chest hair, brushing over his nipples and grazing your nails against his skin. Jolts of pure arousal shot through your entire body with the feeling of his body hair against your skin and you desperately wanted to shove your face into his armpit as well.

Looking down at you, Roman grinned, grinding down particularly hard to elicit a sharp moan from you. “What’s going through your mind, sweet boy? I know you love my chest hair, but...,” he rasped, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at your face. 

“Mh, I- Um, so-,” you started, failing to get your mouth to work properly, but also unable to really voice your desire to him, since you were so afraid that he’d think it’s weird or disgusting. Nonetheless, you squeezed your eyes shut and quickly said what you wanted, albeit with a shaky voice, “I want to feel your armpit against my face. I wanna lick it and smell it and- Please, Daddy!”

“Oh, fucking-Yes! Go on, my little prince. Do it. Make yourself and Daddy feel good, ‘kay?” Roman gave his enthusiastic consent to your surprise.

For a moment, you hesitated, only blinking up at him in uncertainty. To help you along, Roman halted his hip movements to not lose his balance, when he removed his right hand from your chest and cupped the back of your head in it as he gently guided it up and pushed your face against his left armpit.

As soon as you felt the coarse hair against your nose, lips and chin, you moaned loudly, stretching your neck to press your nose in further as you inhaled deeply. The clean smell of his deodorant was absolutely intoxicating to you; especially when you were able to detect his own scent underneath. After a couple of moments, you stuck your tongue out and gave it a few experimental licks, before you really dove in, moaning in delight at the feeling and taste of it.

Roman let go of your head, now that he was certain that you were able to keep yourself propped up like that. Then he placed his hand on the mattress, next to your head, so he could resume grinding against you to get you both off.

Feeling the unique sensation of the lace against his bare, hard and aching cock was entirely too good to be true. And with the way you were immersed in his armpit, while you were also still running your hands through his chest hair and tweaking his nipples occasionally, he was surprised that he hasn’t come yet; although he could already feel his orgasm approaching by then.

Only when he felt the telltale twitching of your abdomen against his own and the way you thrust your hips upwards in a desperate attempt to get more friction, did he allow himself to let go and grind down in earnest.

A few seconds later, you were moaning loudly, arching your back as you pushed your head back into the pillow beneath you, and coming inside your lace panties, ruining them with your warm, sticky seed.

Watching you come undone like that, Roman could finally feel the telltale heat and tightness in his thighs and stomach. So he stopped his movements and wrapped his right hand around his cock. He was jerking himself off quickly with practised ease, until he was coming all over your panties and abdomen.

Breathing heavily, Roman let go of the headboard and moved off of your lap, lying down beside you. Then he put his hand on your stomach and rubbed his come into it, before continuing with your panties. After all, they were already ruined, so it didn’t really matter anymore. Usually, he would be so disgusted by such acts, but at that moment he couldn’t have cared less, considering how good it felt against his skin to spread his cooling come across the lace fabric, creating a sensation he’s never felt before.

“You did very well, my little prince,” Roman praised you, once he’s somewhat caught his breath and returned to the real world, after such a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Thanks, Daddy,” you replied hoarsely, a dazed smile on your face.

“Rest a little, then we’ll go clean up, ‘kay?” he murmured, kissing your temple ever so softly.

Unable to keep your eyes open much longer, you nodded and tried to shift just  a little closer to him, before you were out cold, having fallen asleep already. 

Roman followed you suit only moments later, after he thought about the fact that he’s just discovered a whole new set of kinks for himself, all thanks to you.

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

Hidden (Kim Hongjoong) Rated

Pairing: Soccer Jock! Kim Hongjoong (Ateez)× Nerd! Reader (Female)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst, College AU.

Summary: There's nothing that makes Hongjoong feel better after a game than to spend it with his secret girlfriend.

Word Count: 3.5+K

Warnings: male breast play (we love the hiddies), light gropings, dry humping, light degradation, corruption kink, unprotected soft, vanilla sex (always use protection), dom! Hongjoong, sub/slightly inexperienced reader.

Taglist: @seacottons (I wrote this for you ♡), @little-precious-baby @yunhofingers @yunhoiseyecandy @galaxteez @hanatiny @deja-vux @brie02 @multidreams-and-desires @daniblogs164 @couchpotatoaniki @a-soft-hornytiny

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The crowd erupted into thunderous applause and cheers when their prized center forward kicked the ball with full force into the opposing team's goal, effectively allowing them to take victory over another college from the area. His teammates hoisted the bleach blonde male over their shoulders, parading him around the field and letting the spectators admire him once more. The athlete shyly smiled and gave tiny waves towards the crowd. His eyes passed through all the rows of people standing about, searching and scanning for a particular person he hoped would come to see him.

Once he spotted a familiar red plain hoodie tucked near the very end of the bleachers, his smile grew even wider and he even felt bold enough to send a wink their way, the tiny group of admirers sitting nearby mistakenly thinking it was directed at them. The figure in the hoodie tried not to let any suspicious look give her away, but even she couldn't stop the faint pink hue that appeared on the apples of her cheeks. He mouthed a few words to her, which she understood to mean for her to wait for him at a certain place while he went to go get changed. Quickly picking up her bag, she made way to step down the bleachers, but unfortunately for her the little group of popular girls had the same idea, thus ending in one of them bumping into her rather harshly and sending her crashing down onto the concrete stairs that allowed one to get out of the spectator area.

The soccer player of course saw this and slightly hissed when he watched her palms come out instinctively to lessen her fall, only imagining the stinging sensation they went through. He then turned his attention to the tiny clique leader who looked completely unapologetic, her mouth saying something that he couldn't quite make out, but judging from the way her little minions snickered and laughed, he deduced it was only another one of the usual jabs they liked to fling at the poor girl. And he hated it, the scowl clearly visible on his face. Just when he was about to turn around and give them a piece of his mind, the victim looked up and gestured for him not to intervene and just run along to the showers. He hesitated briefly until she once again assured him she was fine, getting up and quickly escaping before another accident occurred.

Left with no choice but to follow her instructions, the soccer player joined the others in the showers to freshen up after a long and arduous game. He made sure to be quick about it, as he wanted to go check up on her injuries as soon as possible. After drying off completely, he stuffed all his belongings into his bag without caring to check if he was crushing anything and sped out of there. Along the way to the place where he parked his car, he only waved at his fellow classmates and belatedly ignored the prissy bullies that caused the incident back at the bleachers.

"Snakes." He mumbled to himself as he passed by them.

Rounding a tiny corner of the building, he took out his keys and unlocked his car, looking around in confusion when he didn't see the person he was expecting anywhere nearby. Hearing a tiny rustling of leaves, he rolled his eyes when he finally realized they were hiding behind the hedge that decorated the stairs that led one inside the building.

"There's no one else around, now come out of there before the groundskeeper finds out you were messing up his artistic shrubbery." He called out as he walked over to the hedge.

Peeping her head out, the girl looked right then left to make sure he wasn't lying before throwing one leg over the green barrier, trying to get out. It definitely proved more difficult getting out than getting in, as her foot accidentally got stuck when she tried to swing her other leg out. She grunted softly as she tried to yank her foot out, which she eventually accomplished but with how hard she pulled she was thrown off balance. Had the male behind her not have run up to catch her, she would have surely hit her head on the floor. Luckily he had indeed caught her before such tragedy occurred. Looking up, his unamused face was bearing down on her.

"Thanks?" She sheepishly said.

"Don't mention it honey bunch." He snorted when she frowned at one of the many nicknames he enjoyed teasing her with.

"Don't start now Kim Hongjoong." She grumbled with a huff as she sat upright.

When she turned around, she had no chance to say or do anything as he took her hands and made her palms face him. Hongjoong sighed when he saw the tiny scrapes on her fragile skin.

"I'll be fine. It's just a scratch." She asserted before he got anymore upset.

"These 'scratches', and the mean names, wouldn't happen at all if only you'd let people know about us."

She recoiled slightly at his words. He was right, she knew that. Still, she was hesitant about letting the entire school know about their secret relationship, something that he was more than eager about sharing. But he respected her need and wanting of privacy, even if it irritated slightly at times.

"I'll be fine Hongjoong. Really... their words don't bother me anymore. And besides, I'd rather not have all eyes at me at every moment. I like being an invisible wallflower." She repeated what she often said.

He understood her, but couldn't help the sigh that came out his lips.

"Honestly L/N Y/N, I don't know what to do with you sometimes." He confessed as he turned her palms over, his eyes focusing on her left hand. Or more precisely, on the black promise ring that was wrapped around her left finger. He smiled softly as he rubbed his thumb over it, knowing that on the inside of it, his name was engraved in white, followed by his birthstone in the shape of a heart. He wore a similar one around his neck, held up by chain that dangled right above his chest, close to his heart. Only the one he wore was a white band and had his lover's name in black with her own birthstone on it. It was a present he had bought for their 1 year anniversary, which had happened not too long ago. Every time he saw her wear it, he felt a warm and tranquil feeling in his soul. He himself never took off the chain off his neck, only when he needed to shower and even then, he made sure to never misplace it.

It was a somewhat nostalgic feeling, standing there, holding her hands kinda like the first time he worked up the courage to come up to her and state his interest in dating her. Even to that day, he couldn't believe she would have actually agreed. He was so happy and full of bliss at having her that he couldn't help himself as he closed his eyes and began leaning his face towards hers. His girlfriend widened her eyes and let out a muffled shriek before pulling away from him. Hongjoong grunted angrily as he walked after her towards his car.

"It's not a crime to kiss my girlfriend in public you know." He exclaimed.

"Someone might see us." She kindly reminded him.

Throwing his hands up in frustration, Hongjoong was about to start nagging but opted for taking a deep breath instead to calm down.

"Ok fine, but once we get behind closed doors, I'm expecting a lot of cuddles and smooches from you. You've been giving me the cold treatment at school even beyond what we agreed on and I'm slightly hurt." He pouted as he turned on the ignition.

Shaking her head, Y/N leaned over and placed a peck on Hongjoong's cheek.

"Ok you baby. Only because you were amazing on the field today."

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Safe in the sanctuary and privacy of her apartment, Y/N couldn't hold herself back now as she tangled her limbs around her boyfriend, face pressed against his chest. Hongjoong couldn't stop himself from snorting when he felt her cheek rubbed against one of his protruding pectoral muscles. The arm that was stationed around her frame came up to lightly scratch the back of her head.

"Having fun there you cuddle bug?" He raised an eyebrow at her when she snuggled closer to him.

"Hmmm yeah. Your man boobs make such comfortable pillows." She beamed as she reached one hand up to caress the muscle that her face wasn't buried in.

"They are not boobs Y/N. We've been over this how many times?" He dropped his head back onto the pillow as he released an exhausted and frustrated groan.

Feeling a bit on the bolder side that evening, Y/N shifted her weight over so she was fully laying on top of him.

"If they're not boobs, how come I can do this?"

Hongjoong half gasped- half moaned when he felt his girlfriend's mouth part and latched onto one of his highly sensitive nipples. Of course his girlfriend took advantage of this little fact, suckling onto his skin in a tender manner. Hongjoong lost himself in the feeling of her tongue flicking at his hardened peaks, closing his eyes as she kept on enveloping his buds with her warm mouth, first one breast then moving to the other one. This time her suction was a little more rough, teeth baring to lightly bite on the skin around his nipple. Hongjoong obviously didn't mean and was thoroughly enjoying the more harsher treatment as he began bucking his hips up against hers, his tent brushing against her folds which were only covered by her cotton underwear.

Satisfied at being able to rile her boyfriend up, Y/N sat up with a smirk as she peered down at Hongjoong's dazed look. Before he could get a word out, his girlfriend begin grinding herself against his bulge, her hands steadying themselves on his lean but firm abs. Hongjoong looked up at her, his eyes glowing with the same lust that mirrored in her own. Not able to bear to leave her in charge, his hands came up to grip her hips, forcing her to stop momentarily before they started taking control of her movements. He guided her so every time her clothed mound would rub against his tent they would both feel the best friction between them. Not only was he in full control of her body rolls, he made sure to lift his hips up so she would feel him even more. The air around them thickened as their sexual tension grew more and more, their once soft sighs turning more into heavy panting as they both waited for the other one to give in and say they wanted more than just the semi clothed dry humping they were currently doing.

Y/N knew fully well Hongjoong wouldn't say anything, it was in his nature. He'd just keep donning that signature smirk he was hailing at her at the moment as he continued to grind himself up at her. She knew he wanted her to tell him how much she wanted him, as a form of payback for not acknowledging him back at the university. She wanted to play at his game, keep her mouth shut and even get off him only to leave him frustrated and aching. But she had no will or mind to do that. Not when her body yearned for his, cried out to have him pin her to the bed as he tore through her intimate places. She couldn't hold back any longer, her bottom lip was starting to hurt from how hard she was biting down on it.

"What's wrong babygirl? Something on your mind? Do you want something?" He teased her as he moved his hands to cup her ass, fingers digging into her flesh and brushing against the hem of her panties.

"Hongjoong... I want...I want.." Even after having done this quite a few times, she was still very nervous and shy about requesting such things from him.

"Use your words darling, I know you can use them. After all, you're the smartest person in school. So tell me...."

Sitting up so he could lean his face close to hers, Hongjoong brushed his lips against hers, replacing her teeth with his own as he tugged at the corner where she had been biting on just a few seconds ago.

"What do you want?" He asked once more, hands going underneath her shirt so they could fondle her perky breasts, a satisfied grin lightly appearing on his face when he discerned the subtle whine that came from her throat.

"You, I want you." She finally answered, her arms wrapping around his neck as she closed the space between them and kissed him passionately.

Their tongues tangled themselves together in a desperate and slightly sloppy fashion. Flipping their positions, Hongjoong carefully laid Y/N down on the mattress, never once breaking their kiss even when his hand dropped down to tug her underwear down her legs. She helped him out by lifting her hips up and was about to pull the hoodie over her head, but Hongjoong stopped her.

"No baby. Keep it on. You look more adorable wearing my clothes." Briefly pulling away from her, he had a cocky smile as he rid himself out of his own boxers.

"Even if I do enjoy taking them off you." He admitted with no shame, which didn't surprise her.

Prying her legs open so he could fit himself between them, Hongjoong peppered butterfly kisses across her forehead and temples, sighing blissfully as he aligned himself at her entrance.

"I love you." He always made sure to state those 3 words before they got lost in their love.

"I know. I love you too." She responded.

Satisfied at hearing his confession being reciprocated, Hongjoong slowly pushed himself inside her, always taking care to be gentle as his lovely girlfriend wasn't as experienced as he was. He let her walls adjust to the intrusion of his member as he busied himself by kissing along the side of her neck and near her jaw while his thumbs rubbed circles on her waist. Y/N took a deep breath and lightly tapped his arm, a sign for him to start moving.

Hongjoong started off with slow and deep strokes, making sure to angle his hips properly so his head would brush against that sweet spot that would have the girl underneath him crying out his name. Y/N's eyes dropped down to look in between their bodies, always fascinated by the image of Hongjoong's cock disappearing inside her. One of her hands came up and slid underneath her covered stomach, a soft gasp escaping her lips when she felt her boyfriend's bulge poke out from under her skin. Noticing this, Hongjoong chuckled softly.

"You like that baby? Like feeling my cock deep inside of you?"

She could only respond with a light nod of her head as she released a faint moan that turned louder when Hongjoong abruptly slammed back into her at a quicker pace.

"You feel so good around me love. You're so tight, warm, and soft- fuck! I can't get enough of you." He hissed as he continued to roll his hips into her.

Y/N loved hearing him say things like that to her. Hearing him say how much he wanted her, it turned her into puddy. However, there was something she had been meaning to ask him to try but didn't know how to approach the topic. Figuring it was the best opportunity then, she looked up at him with large eyes.

"Hongjoong? Can we try something tonight?"

His eyes instantly lit up when she asked that, always eager to satisfy anything she was curious about or wanted to try.

"Of course. Anything you want." He assured her.

"Then can you..... can you degrade me a little?"

Hongjoong suddenly stopped moving and blinked at her with a worried expression on his face. Y/N wondered if maybe she shouldn't have asked that given his reaction. She watched as Hongjoong's bottom lip poked out in a light pout.

"Baby why on earth would you want something like that?" He tilted his head at you.

"I just.... I want you to call me your bad girl." She muttered softly, feeling embarrased at declaring that.

Hongjoong let out a heavy sigh as he cupped her cheeks and squished her face.

"But you're not a bad girl darling. You're my good girl. My sweet, kind and obedient angel who doesn't misbehave or cause trouble." He reasoned with her as he planted his lips on her cheek.

Y/N let out a tiny huff as she began to think she would not be getting what she was hoping for.

"That's what everybody else thinks....don't they?" She could hear and feel the shift in Hongjoong's mood, confirmed even further when he suddenly clasped her wrists and pinned them above her head as he started moving once again, only this time it was a more rough and fast pace. He stared down at Y/N with a hungry gaze, tongue poking out to lick his lips as he slammed his hips deeper in her.

"Got everybody in school fooled thinking you're such a goody two shoes, little miss perfect who is oh so sweet, innocent and pure, has never even kissed anyone."

Hongjoong smirked mischievously, pausing briefly before continuing.

"How do you think they'll react when they found out I ruined you? What will they say about the fact you opened your legs for me and allowed me to steal your virginity?"

Y/N threw her head back against the pillow and groaned loudly. It was true, she had let Hongjoong take away her purity a few months back. It wasn't anything she regretted, she loved and trusted him enough to give herself up to him, and she knew the feeling was mutual with him. And now to have him use that against her at that moment, to remind her of it, it felt amazing.

"What will your parents say? Their perfect daughter not only dating behind their back but actually letting her boyfriend stay over with her and fuck her into the sheets. Bet they'd be mad, bet they'll hate me for tainting their precious little angel." He laughed in a mocking tone.

Y/N's moaning now turned to whining and whimpering, her legs wrapping around Hongjoong's waist when the unrelenting tempo of his thrusts was threatening to throw her over the edge. Hongjoong knew this too given he felt everytime she clenched around his shaft, her walls squeezing onto him as if her life depended on it. He muffled his raspy pants when his lips attacked her mouth once more, his pecks aggresive and teeth nipping at her bottom lip.

"And so many guys will be jealous. You don't know but I've overheard even some of my teammates whisper about how they wanted to rob you of your innocence. Hell, I know for a fact even some of the professors wanted to shove their cocks inside your little pussy." As he dished out those tiny secrets she never knew about, Hongjoong's pounding became more harsh and he snarled with jealousy at the thought of anyone else looking at his prized possession in an erotic way.

Y/N clung onto him as she was on the brink of topping over, nails raking along his back.

"But they'll never get a chance because you're mine. All mine. This pussy of yours is mine. I claimed it a while back and only I get to fuck it. It's mine..... you're mine."

Unable to contain herself anymore, Y/N softly cried out Hongjoong's name as her body started twitching underneath his, face heating up as her juices pooled down her body. With only a few more strokes, Hongjoong himself was shooting his own cum into her, letting out shaky breaths that matched hers, their bodies collapsing on the bed as they tried to recover from the orgasm they just had.

After a few minutes and with his heartbeat back to normal, Hongjoong looked over at the girl beside him. Taking her hand, he held her arm up and aligned it with his so that the matching couple tattoos they got the month before would connect. It was a rather simple and subtle design, both of their wrists decorated with a beach wave that to anyone else wouldn't look out of place or arouse suspicions, but when they held it against each other, the waves formed a heart, which was exactly what Hongjoong was admiring at the moment. Rolling her over so she was facing him, he grabbed her leg and wrapped it around his waist so it would be easier to slip himself back inside the warmth of her walls. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head, both of their eyes closing as they began to drift into a serene sleep, safe in each other's arms.

"I love you munchkin." He giggled when her hand smacked his chest.

"Don't start or else you're sleeping on the couch."

[hawkss-whore]

(photo cred: me,horribly drawn but yeah)

Curiosity (NSFW 18+)

At some point, you ended up exchanging numbers with this Pro Hero. You two ended up texting for a bit after the party. The more you texted him, the more you could tell there was something he wanted to say. Eventually, he asked you if you were dom. This intrigued you so, you told him that if he wanted to try things with a dom that he could meet you at your apartment. He said yes, and with that you were excited.

You started preparing your things. Knowing he was new to this meant you had to start off kinda basic. Not something TOO kinky or drastic. You were preparing your things (and yourself) when you heard a knock at your door.

y/n: Coming! Hold on

You quickly put on an oversized tee and went to open the door. Hawks looks so nervous. He was already blushing.

y/n: Come in, its okay don’t be so nervous

Hawks walked in very shyly. He had his hands in front of himself and he was fidgeting with his thumbs.

y/n: Seriously relax Hawks *giggles* There's no reason to be so scared. Here, take a seat on the couch

You both sit on the couch. You decide to sit opposite of him rather than next to him to give him some space and so he doesn’t feel so pressured.

Hawks: S-so what exactly are you gonna do?

y/n: Do you want me to explain it to you?

Hawks nodded his head yes.

You pulled out one of your vibrators and showed it to him.

y/n: Okay so this is a vibrator, depending on how sensitive you are I would choose a speed or pattern that wasn’t too much for you. I would use circular motions on your tip while stroking your cock at the same time. But if that becomes too much I could also rub it against your length which isn’t too sensitive and suck or lick your tip

You looked over at him, you could see the bulge forming in his pants. And he was so adorable trying to hide it. He was trying to readjust his pants to not make it obvious. How cute.

y/n: So, how does that sound?

Hawks: Umm i-i don't know how i’m supposed to respond

y/n: Well I guess you don’t need to, your buddy there is making it pretty obvious how you feel about it

Hawks burst out in a strong red all over his face. He covers his face, it almost seemed as if he was trying not to cry. God these are the kinda subs I liked, the ones that get so flustered over the littlest things. Makes me wanna devour them and make them cry.

y/n: I’m just teasing you. Now, I don’t know if you’re aware what pegging is but I'm sure it might be too much for you so if it’s too scary for you I understand that. We don’t have to do anything you don’t wan-

Hawks: No…. I mean no i-it’s not too much

y/n: So you know what pegging is?

Hawks: I’ve heard of it

y/n: What a naughty boy, you’ve done your research haven't you? So, does the idea interest you?

Hawks: A l-little

y/n: Well, I'm letting you know that I would take it easy on you. I’m not stupid, I know it being your first time I need to be gentle to you

Hawks: Okay

y/n: So this may seem very upfront, but did you shower yet? If not you can use mine

Hawks: *covers face* I-i did shower

y/n: Did you wash your hole?

Hawks: Y-yes

y/n: Wow, you really prepared yourself for this. Now, let’s move to the bedroom so we’re more comfortable

You lead him to your bedroom. You instruct him to take his pants and underwear off. You then tell him to lay on his back with his legs open. And he surprisingly obeys.

You grab some lube, knowing it’s gonna be hard to loosen him up without it. Now, what you didn’t expect was for him to already be loose.

y/n: Wow, did you prepare your hole for me?

Hawks didn’t reply. He just covered his face in embarrassment.

y/n: You’re gonna need to quit that habit of not responding cause even if it’s your first time I expect an answer when I ask you a question

Hawks: I-i did

y/n: Well, for being such a good boy I’ll make you feel good

You shove a finger in, moving it slowly inside to help him get used to it. You’re being as gentle as possible, trying not to make it more uncomfortable than it has to be for him. You noticed he was getting more comfortable with it after just a few strokes, he was opening up more. You shove two fingers into his hole. They slid in like butter at this point.

You look up to see how he’s reacting to it now because obviously, his hole liked it. You then saw he had a boner, he was enjoying it more than you thought.

y/n: Are you enjoying yourself?

Hawk: I-i don’t know it f-feels weird

y/n: *smirk* Couldn’t feel too weird, I can see you have a hard on just from me fingering your hole

Hawk: D-don’t look at it

y/n: Oh? Being shy now? Maybe you want your dick sucked too

Hawk: N-no wait that's not what I ah-

You start sucking his dick while at the same time, keeping a moderate pace while fingering him. You saw he kept covering his face so you gave him something to hold onto.

y/n: Here, since you’re being such a good boy I’ll let you choose whatever pattern or speed you want on the vibrator

Hawk: Where are you gonna ngh u-use that

y/n: Don’t worry pretty boy, you just choose whatever feels good

You press the vibrator on his tip waiting for him to turn it on. When he does, his cock jumps up from the sudden vibration. Hawks whines out, being overwhelmed quickly.

You then start rubbing the vibrator against his length so you can suck on it at the same time. You do this while still stroking your two fingers in him. He starts panting and moaning, you could tell he wanted to say it felt good but he was stopping himself.

y/n: Don’t be shy, if it feels good then let me know dove

Hawks: I-it feels g-good mom— agh

y/n: Oh hold on, what is it you were gonna say there?

Hawks: Mom- agh! *you shove in a third finger*

y/n: Oh c'mon now, you can say it

Hawks: Mommy Ah! It f-feels good m-mommy

y/n: Well aren’t you full of surprises. Where did you hear that huh? A porn video? *smirks*

You feel his cock twitching against the vibrator. It was creating a bouncing effect against your hand. You knew what this meant, he was about to cum.

y/n: About to cum? Don’t be shy, you can come if you want baby

Hawk: I-i’m gonna c-cum fuck!

You place the vibrator on his tip, instantly making him cum, the vibration was enough to send him to his climax.

y/n: Good boy, you look so adorable with that lewd look. Did cumming feel that good?

Hawks shook his head, struggling to even catch his breath.

y/n: Okay, now let’s get to the serious stuff. Relax okay, the more you relax the easier it will be

At that moment he looks down, actually seeing the size of the strap for the first time. He immediately scooted a bit back. There was no way he was gonna take the whole thing.

Hawk: There’s no way ima be able to t-take that

y/n: Baby you’ll be fine I promise, I’ll add lube to make it a bit easier. Just breathe dear, I’ll take care of you

You add lube to your cock and his entrance, though he was wet enough that he didn’t really need lube. You adjust yourself to be just at his entrance, slowly pushing the tip in.

y/n: I’m only gonna put in half for now. We can work up from there.

Surprisingly, he didn’t have much trouble taking half, there was a bit of resistance but it slid in pretty easily. You began slowly rolling your hips. Doing slow strokes. You see him breathing heavily, he was starting to enjoy it. So you tried going deeper and struggled. He wasn’t opening up any more than this. You had an idea.

y/n: I wonder if this’ll help you loosen up a bit more

You grab the vibrator and the remote, putting it on his tip at its highest speed with a consistent speed. He whines, being shocked by the sudden strong vibrations. But, you were able to slide the rest of your length in because of it.

y/n: Wow look at you being such a good slut for me, you’re taking all of it now.

Seeing that he was able to take it all now, you didn’t hold back as much. You started rocking your hips rougher. Slamming into him. He began moaning loudly, feeling good because of your cock and the vibrator on his dick.

Hawk: F-fuck oh my god t-that feels s-so good agh

You liked hearing him say how good you were making him feel. This motivated you to slam into him harder, sounds of you slamming onto him were loud.

Hawk: S-shit *hic* ngh f-feels really *hic* g-good

You looked down to see that he was crying. This caught you off guard. Worried you might be hurting him, you stopped and held his face in your hands.

y/n: I’m sorry baby, am I hurting you that much?

Hawk: N-no it just *hic* feels so good t-that tears came out

You smiled, this guy was full of surprises.

y/n: Alright dove, lemme help you cum. You’ve done good enough for now

You start fucking him again, but this time giving him the remote and vibrator so he can do whatever he wanted with it. He placed it on his tip, remembering how good you had made him feel when you put it there. You were slamming into him, making him struggle to keep the vibrator on his cock.

Hawk: R-right there agh I-i’m gonna fuck! I’m gonna c-cum

And like that he came, again. You saw him crying still, being overwhelmed by the orgasm. You leaned over and wiped his tears.

y/n: You did good dove, you did so good

[yn-rollcall]

Momento Bakugo x Reader: Ch. 4

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Summary: So I was always told to look on the bright side. The bright side is that I’m finally meeting the Number One and Two pro-heroes Deku and Dynamight. The downside is that I was publicly dragged out of my job for a string of robberies that I did not commit and am being detained for questioning.

Length: 3.1k

Warnings: Oral Sex, Food Kink, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mirror Sex, Quirk Kink (My Hero Academia), Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Emotional Constipation, Chocolate Syrup, Fluff, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Temperature Play, Hate Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Blood and Injury, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Panty Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Creampie, Bondage, Body Worship, Light Dom/sub, Daddy Kink, Pegging, Public Masturbation, Office Sex, Wank and Tell, Polyamory, So like at the very very end there’s KatsukixReaderxKirishima, But it happens so last minute I don’t feel justified tagging it as one of the main relationships, Constructive Criticism Welcome

A03

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A/N: Reference: Jake from Statefarm commercial. If not here it is: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47cAxRX3aDg.

A few days have passed since the attack. Quite a few customers wanted my account of what happened that day. The news blurred my picture but naturally someone was recording so my face got out. People were wondering what my relationship to Dynamight was. There was increased patrolling in the area and local press is crawling everywhere for interviews. What does all this mean? It means I had to skip my lunch break because we were unbearably busy.

Not to say I'm not grateful. The commotion kept me from thinking about my weird moments during the attack. And about my....*shudders*...feelings for Bakugo whose texts I've lowkey been ignoring. Most of all, I've been trying to avoid thinking about what it was like hugging him. I've even made a habit of drawing him everytime I think about that damn hug a little too much. Which equated to a lot of drawings. I watched some reporters nervously walk around the shop throughout the day, deciding if the risk was worth it. Earlier this week, some of the pro-heroes helped keep press away from the shop with threats of fines and arrests which I'm also grateful for. The bell clanged and I looked up to see our latest customer, Deku.

"Hey! Don't usually see you here at this hour." Auntie said cheerfully.

"Hey, I was hoping to talk to Y/N real quick?" He asked, giving her a big smile.

Then he ordered a coffee and sat down at a table.bMy eyebrows scrunched together as I walked over to him, a little nervous.

"Am I gonna get another lecture?" I asked, recalling the many mini lectures I've gotten from pros this week.

Deku's eyes widened a bit before he chuckled, shyly covering his mouth with his hand. His laugh was gentle, making me comfortable before I could register it. I smiled in spite of myself. He really was cute.

"No lecture. I wanted to see if you were interested in training together sometime?" He asked, still smiling.

"Training?" I said, my mind blanking. "Me? Why?"

He pulled out his notebook and my eyes widened. He flipped to a page and scanned it. Am I in the notebook? Am I in THE notebook??

"I've been analyzing your quirk the past few days and I wanted to try training against a quirk like that. I feel like trying to counteract your abilities could increase my control and mobility. Maybe strength too depending on the upper limits of your quirk." He mumbled, slowly getting into his analysis.

I held my hands out, trying to quell my obvious excitement. "Wait, Deku. Am I in the notebook?"

His eyes flicked up, snapping out of his trance. "Yea, you have an incredible quirk and impressive mastery over it." He paused, a worried look crossing over his face. "Wait, is that okay?"

"What? Yea dude!" I grabbed his hands. "I'm just kinda honored. The notebook is like..for impressive people. I'm not sure if I can help much but I'd love to train with you."

He squeezes my hands back and smiled brightly. "Trust me, you'll be a huge help."

A gruff voice loudly cleared their throat, causing both of us to turn and look. An irritated Bakugo stared pointedly at our joined hands. I felt Deku try to pull back and I gripped his hands slightly harder, to Bakugo's irritation. We weren't doing anything wrong. Deku glanced at me, confused.

"You wouldn't believe it! Deku just asked me to train with him." I said cheerfully, still gripping Deku's hands.

"He did, did he?" Bakugo asked with a rueful smile.

"Yup!" I replied with a sunny smile before finally letting go of his hands.

"I think I'd like to join in on that training, if that's okay!" Bakugo said, his voice scarily polite and cheerful.

Deku's skin crawled at hearing Bakugo use that tone of voice.

"I'd love that." I said.

"Really! That's great! Now that that's settled. Can I talk to you in the back alley?" Bakugo asked with gritted teeth.

I looked towards my boss to get a way out. She gave me a cold, long stare that said 'Get in the damn alley'. Then I looked at Yoko who gave me a sly smile that said 'I feed on drama and will eat today'. I sullenly follow Bakugo. On the way out, I gave my coworkers the most sour look I could muster. Then crossed the threshold into the alley. The door closed behind me with a thud and the silence between us was palpable. I was dreading this moment. He's gonna grill me for sure.

"Are you okay?" He asked after a moment.

Not exactly what I expected.

"Why?" I asked.

"You're avoiding my texts." He said flatly, crossing his arms.

"So something has to be wrong with me...to not...text you." I pointed out, staring at him. "It's giving narcissism."

He rolled his eyes. "Are you sure your quirk isn't deflecting?" He huffed.

"I have two quirks. Don't tell anyone." I said to him with a wink.

He groaned, squeezing the bridge of his nose. Then looked at me for a moment, contemplating. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a ticket, handing it to me. It looked like movie tickets. I take the slip of paper, my heart pounding. Is this a date? I examined the ticket closer to see the title. It was the latest animated movie. Not what I expected him to be into.

"Come see this with me." He said, choosing not to ask like a normal human being.

I looked up at him. He stared at me.

"Aww Baku, no other friends?" I grimaced at him in faux pity.

A vein popped out of his forehead and his eyes started twitching. He reached out for the ticket, about to blow up. I pulled the slip of paper closer to me and smiled.

"I'd love to see this with you. I've had my eye on this movie and I'll never turn down a free ticket." I said, cradling the ticket.

His eyes widened slightly, all anger forgotten. He stared at me a few moments, letting the banter fall between us. If I didn't know better, I could have sworn I saw a bit of a blush on his cheeks. I stopped smiling and waved my hand in his face. Causing him to narrow his eyes and lean back a bit.

"Earth to Sunshine!" I called out.

He gave me a long stare and I smiled, pulling my hand back. With a teasing lilt, I waved the ticket back and forth.

"You know...you can buy these bad boys online. Was this an excuse to see me?" I said with a mischievous glint in my eye.

"Well with someone ignoring my texts, I don't know if a digital ticket would cut it." He huffed. "Besides," He stepped closer. "Is it bad that I wanted to see you?" He said softly, looking me in the eye.

Concern shone clearly in his eyes...and maybe the hints of something else? The sincerity in his words stirred a feeling in me. A feeling I could sink into but forget I'm drowning. A feeling so deeply warm, inviting and terrifying. He stepped closer, reaching out to touch me.

"Ah!" I cried out dramatically, throwing my hand on my forehead. "Another man! Victim to my charms!" I clasped my hands together and looked up with a sad pious expression. "Dear God, please don't allow me to steal anymore hearts, this burden is too much to bear!"

I looked at Bakugo the feeling in his eyes turned into irritation. That panicked feeling bubbling in my chest subsided into relief...and disappointment? My face dropped for a quick moment before I fixed it into my signature smile. I resettled myself back on the shore of more familiar feelings.

"I'm sorry, I'm a narcissist?" He asked, exasperated.

"Let's see...The number two hero carried my groceries and had dinner with me. Then, he came all the way out to my quaint little workplace to hand deliver a movie ticket AND the number one hero personally came by to ask me to train with him. AND pro-hero Hawks and Grand asked me on a date." I said, quickly adding that last sentence.

"Wait Hawks and Grand asked you on a date? When?" He asked, eyes narrowed as he glanced back at the shop.

"Okay I'm just manifesting on that last one but regardless my ego is pretty fed right now." I said with a self-satisfied smile.

"You don't cringe when you unironically say shit like that?"

"Prove me wrong and I'll tone it down!" I said with a hair flip.

Bakugo sighed. "You remind me of this kid from my high school....what was his name?" He murmured. "Monoma!" He snapped his fingers as the memory came to him.

I shrugged. "Sounds like a fun guy."

"He was a shit-stirrer." He stated.

"Again, fun guy." I said.

He looked at me like I was hopeless. I could see him mentally switch gears and stand up.

"Regardless, don't be late to the movie. Alright?"

"I wouldn't dream of it." I said, pressing the ticket to my mouth. He gave me a small smile and walked off.

Dear Dynamight Fandom. Apparently he'll come after you when you ignore him.

I took a deep breath to collect myself before heading back into the shop. The rest of my shift passed by uneventfully. Saying goodbye to Auntie and Yoko, I started walking home. After a few minutes, the back of my neck prickled like I was being watched. When I looked back, a red feather drifted down and I picked it up. Then I heard wings flapping and a figure landed in front of me. My eyes widened.

"Hawks?" I squealed.

This just in. Manifesting WORKS!

"Hey Gravity Girl!" He said with a smile.

"Wait." My excitement paused for a moment. "Is that what people are calling me?"

"It's ahh one of the better names." He apologized.

"It's alright I guess." I grumbled a bit. "Feels mad close to Uravity though."

Hawks laughed, pushing up his goggles. "So, can I walk you home?"

"You don't have to, but if you feel like it..." I said sheepishly.

He smirked and fell into step next to me, wings brushing my shoulder occasionally. We walked in silence for about a block before I turned to Hawks.

"So...what's the reason for the sudden visit?" I asked him. I thought back to my conversation earlier.

Don't tell me he got jealous and yelled at Hawks.

"Was it Bakugo?" I asked cautiously.

"So you guys are a thing?" He smirked, playfully brushing his wing on my shoulder.

"I noticed you didn't answer my question." I pointed out.

"And I won't. I was specifically asked to not mention a certain explosion kid." Hawks whistled. "Or about how he wanted to make sure you got home safe."

My heart sped up a bit. Hawks looked at me and smiled.

"You also didn't answer my question, y'know. About you two being an item?" He asked.

"And I won't" I said back, repeating his answer.

I paused for a bit.

"But theoretically." I paused again. "I don't know if I can...handle being a thing. With him. Or anyone."

Hawks looked over to me, then back at the road ahead. "No need to rush." He said softly. "I think he can be patient when he wants to be."

We walked on for a bit.

"Is there a reason you can't be a thing with anyone?" Hawks spoke up.

"Access denied. You have to walk me home at least 10 more times to unlock that answer." I whistled, placing my hands behind my head.

"Fair enough." He laughed.

Hawks POV

The rest of the walk was in semi-comfortable silence. I watched Gravity Girl go into the elevator and enter her apartment. Then I looked down the street for a bit before taking off into the skies. A few minutes later, I tapped on the window of Dynamight's office. He nodded and started heading to the roof. I waited on a bench, shifting over a bit when Dynamight sat down.

"So, how was she?" He said as he sat down.

"She seemed fine." I said, sitting up. "A little cagey though."

"Yup." Bakugo sighed. "That's her default." Bakugo looked over at me. "And was she followed?"

"Nope, at least not at the point when I got there." I reported.

"That's good." He sighed.

"Who's been tailing her?" I asked.

"No idea but he's been doing it off and on for weeks. Only backs off if I'm there." He said, running his hand through his hair.

Is it an admirer...or press? Either way doesn't seem too serious if he isn't booking the guy.

"So what's the real reason you called a favor from me? You could've walked her yourself." I asked, a smile playing on my lips.

"She...mentioned you were one of her favorite heroes. So maybe...seeing you would help her cheer up." Dynamight said, scratching the back of his head, looking away.

I stared at Dynamight for a moment then broke into a wide smile. " Aww! You're a softie."

"I'll kill you." He replied.

Y/N POV

When I entered the house, I noticed Iris' shoes weren't there yet. I announced myself anyway and went into my room. After flopping onto the bed, I squealed into my pillow. Hawks! Hawks!! The winged hottie hero walked me home today!

I wish I could've thought of more things to say.

He walked me home, at Bakugo's request. I think back to our interactions so far. Hawks was only mentioned twice, once this afternoon, the other sometime last week. I buried my face further into the pillow. Thoughts of Bakugo floated in my mind. How thoughtful he's been. Especially since the attack. I sat up and looked through the contacts on my phone. I went back and forth before pulling up Bakugo's number and sending a text.

Y/N:

Wow, sending Hawks after me? I'm getting mixed signals. Do you want me to date Hawks?

Sparky:

Couldn't keep his mouth shut could he?

Y/N:

No one can escape my sleuthing skills.

Sparky:

So you're talking to me again?

Y/N:

Sorry I avoided you. I think I just needed time to process.

Didn't realize you'd miss me so much!

Sparky:

I did miss you.

I read the text like ten times. What's with this guy and responding with sincerity? Joke around with me dammit, I'm emotionally unavailable.

Sparky:

Did you miss me?

I bit my lip and considered my options.

Y/N:

Maybe just a little.

My ringtone blasted out and I impulsively answered. I looked at the call ID and mentally cursed.

"Hello?" I said.

"Define just a little." He spoke, not bothering to say hello back.

"You never follow phone etiquette." I whined.

"And you never answer a question." He laughed.

His voice sounded a little tired. In spite of that, it's low and soothing. Like his voice was caressing me. Bakugo has a much gentler vibe over the phone.

"Touche" I finally replied, feeling myself relax.

"So? Define a little." He asked again.

I shifted on my bed a little bit. "A little..as in a little."

"So descriptive." He said sarcastically.

"This has very "What are you wearing right now" vibes." I pointed out.

"Well, Jake from Statefarm, I wouldn't have to ask if you'd just tell me." His voice slightly amused.

"Why do you need me to tell you?"

"What can I say? Mommy issues." His voice, a smooth, low sigh.

"Maybe if you say please." I joked.

There was a pause.

"Please? I just want to hear you say it."

My voice kink and I are gonna need to talk eventually.

"Bakugo." I started and I heard his breath catch. My eyebrows pulled together. "Is something wrong?"

"No, keep going." He said, his voice a little breathy.

It felt like there was a huge block stopping me from saying it. I threw a tiny fit, holding my head in my palm. ' Hey Bakugo! I've been thinking about you non-stop since you hugged me because I am a poor Victorian boy starved for affection! '. I'd rather fucking die.

I gritted my teeth and then sighed. "I missed you...alot." I continued.

I wanted you to hug me. And tell me things were okay again.

"But don't tell anyone. I have a reputation to keep." I finished with a joke.

Silence rang from the other end and I started to squirm.

If he's silent for one more second I will literally never be vulnerable again.

"I think that's the first time you said my name." He said finally, his voice soft.

I'd say it again if you asked.

"Yea? Well don't get used to it, Sunshine." I teased.

Why am I like this?

He chuckled a bit. "I missed you too, Sweetheart." He paused for a bit. "Don't shut me out again."

I smiled. Honestly if he kept this up, I didn't know if I could. Some shuffling came from the front door. Iris must be back. I put the phone back to my ear.

"My roommate's home. I'll talk to you later! Goodnight." I said, starting to shift to the end of the bed.

"Goodnight Y/N." He said.

My breath caught in my throat. My name sounds a million times better when he says it. I almost wanted to ask him to say it again but he hung up. I took a deep breath and groaned into the pillow. I'm clearly down bad. Way way bad.

I'm fucking pathetic. All it took was one hug? Really?

I got up and walked towards the kitchen where my roommate was shuffling through the cupboard.

"Hey!" I said, my voice chipper.

She jumped like a foot in the air and looked at me with...genuine fear? Her face quickly corrected and she smiled.

"Don't scare me like that!" She laughed then continued going through the cupboard.

"Why are you so jumpy?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.

Her hands stopped for a moment, then continued. "There was a creep loitering around today." She sighed.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You could've called me. I would've walked with you home." I said, stepping towards her.

"Nah, I had it." She looked at me and flexed her arms.

Her lips turned into a smile that didn't really reach her eyes. There wasn't a ton of muscle but her days at the gym are clearly making a difference.

"Well alright. Seriously though, Let me know if you need any help." I walked back to my room, deciding I'll ask again later.

Iris POV

I smiled until Y/N was out of sight then dropped to the counter, head in both of my hands. I breathed in and out for a few minutes before looking around. Then, I closed the window blinds, grabbed my snacks and rushed to my room. The only sound that could be heard was me pacing around with the occasional crunching of a chip. The wigs, the redirected mail, the secrecy could all go to waste.

Nothing for a peaceful two years, then suddenly out of nowhere Dynamight is eating dinner at our house? I'm not buying it.

I stopped and stared at the door. Across the hall my roommate laid in bed, blissfully unaware of anything. I looked down, my grip on the chips harder than before.

"Guess I have to switch things up."

A/N: The author likes Monoma?! Say it ain't so. /j For real tho he's a funky lil guy and I like him a lot

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