#anyway i'm not going to force it out of me or anything. i;m content just showing off my headguys as dolls and studying them and dissecting

[donnyclaws]

I'm gonna be real I have no clue how I'd ever post Tiger crawl home, it's so atypical compared to the way I write now. Like new stories I'm so clearheaded about what parts characters serve in the narrative, I know what I want to say, even if it's something more freeform like my stuff with Leopard which is contained and has a purpose in my mind. Tiger Crawl home as a story and not just a headworld exists as years of script like snippets I can't post without feeling like I'm having a public vivisection. Like it's easy to write complex characters when you are Writing them with purpose.

Tiger Crawl home isn't like that, these guys are like an insane pseudo mirror of my life via the way of untreated mega mental illness and schemas and abused kid delusions ages 14 to 22. Like this is the kind of story that I feel like can only exist in some weird 62 hour long visual novel with zero payoff but it alters your life somehow. Saying it has arcs is generous, I will write 8 page half script half summaries about how Damian is avoidant of homes and owns virtually nothing, how they choose concrete basements to rest in because it reminds them of cages, and it's a reason to never become comfortable, and why, and how, and how it changes over time but stays the same and how it effects those around you to come and go like a stray cat, hissing, disappearing and purring and staying in the same breath. Obviously I'm being so self indulgent in combining all my passions in clothing, design, themes and creatures in here, I put plenty in here just because I think it's cool and fun but the writing itself only exists as like agonizingly slow crawls through suicide attempts and relationship dynamics that might not ever get to a truly healthy and clean place. It means the world to me, I don't know how to actually show it raw to anyone though.

[beenreidingaboutyou]

When I'm Down on My Knees, You're How I Pray

who? Spencer x afab! reader

content warnings: NSFW, MDNI, 18+ content, unholy use of bible verses, inaccurate use of religious themes, oral (m), fingering (f), reader has hair that can be pulled, mention of religious trauma, Jesus Reid, please let me know if I've missed anything else!

a/n: Believe it or not, I actually toned down the blasphemy in this fic. Huge thank you to @minswriting for answering my 20 million questions about this because I've never written smut before and that's the majority of what she does. (Also she came up with the title, it's a Lana lyric)

thank you to @cafekitsune for the MDNI divider and @saradika-graphics for the stained glass divider

word count: 1.3k

You’ve spent your adult life avoiding anything related to church and religion. Growing up in an overly religious household and being forced to attend church services twice a week, in addition to the Bible study and choir practice, meant that anything related to religion left a bad taste in your mouth. While you’ve never outright mentioned this to Hotch, he seemed to pick up on it and respected your wishes, never sending you to interview priests or visit cathedrals that had been the scene of a crime. At least, until he had respected your wishes until this case. He paired you with Spencer and sent you both to investigate an older crime scene at a nearby church. Despite your best efforts, you were unable to weasel out of your assignment, so here you were, stuck thinking about the fact that you were going to church with the one person you’d always been attracted to since joining the BAU.

You were oddly quiet as the two of you walked through the building

“So, what are your thoughts?” Spencer asks, breaking the silence.

“Being here brings back all of the religious trauma I endured as a kid and you looking like Jesus is certainly not helping.”

You see Spencer furrow his brows in confusion, his gaze shifting from the church to you, “I-I’m sorry, did you just say I look like Jesus?” 

“Yeah, I did. Except you’d be the one I’d get on my knees for,” you say teasingly, shooting a wink in his direction.

He chokes on air, “e-excuse me?”

“Anyways, let’s go check out the confessional,” you reply, wanting to get out of the church as soon as possible.

As you step into the cramped confessional, you can feel Reid close behind you. You can feel the effect your teasing remark had on him as his bulge presses against your back, though you’re sure the action is unintentional on his part. 

You turn to face him and glance down at the tent his pants, “do you want some help with that?”

His face flushes, ���w-what?”

“Shhh, let me take care of you,” you mumble as you get down on your knees in front of him. 

You hear his breath hitch in his throat as you undo his belt. You quickly unbutton and unzip his pants, pulling them down and leaving him in his boxers. You palm his bulge and glance up at him, “Looks like you enjoyed the idea of me worshipping your cock.”

He whimpers and nods. You slowly pull his boxers down, freeing his length. He whimpers as you run your thumb over his tip, collecting the leaking precum. “You like that, baby?” you ask, looking up at him. 

He nods his head pathetically in response. You bite your lip and wrap your hand around his length, giving a few experimental tugs. The sound of his whimpers went straight to your cunt, leaving you desperate to hear more.

“My heart is glad and my tongue rejoices, Psalm 16:9” you recited before you slowly lick the underside of his cock, going from the base to the tip. You can’t help but smirk slightly at the moan that escapes his mouth. You wrap your lips around him, only taking a little more than the tip into your mouth. You look up at him as you swirl your tongue around his length, loving the way he’s reacting to your teasing. His eyes are dark with lust as he looks down at you, enjoying the view, but clearly wanting more. You slowly take more of him into your mouth and you feel him tangle his fingers in your hair as he lets out a loud moan. You keep going until he hits the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly. Spencer gently caressed your hair, a subtle way of telling you to be careful.

You start to bob your head, going at a teasingly slow pace, savoring the moans and whimpers that he lets out. You hollow out your cheeks around him and he groans in response, bucking his hips slightly. You pick up your pace as he grips your hair, gathering your hair in a makeshift ponytail. He groans and uses your hair to guide you, forcing you to go faster. You moan around his length and something in him snaps. He holds your head still and starts bucking his hips, thrusting into your mouth, causing you to gag each time he hits the back of your throat. You look up at him with tears in your eyes, loving the sight of him with his head thrown back and mouth open. He moaned your name so prettily, the sound echoing around the church.

You feel his cock twitch and he starts to pull out, but you grab his hips and hold him in place. He cums with a loud groan, shooting his seed down your throat. You eagerly swallow his load before leaning back, a trail of spit and cum. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand as you stand up. You can’t resist the urge to wink and say, “Amen” 

He takes your face in his hands and pulls you in for a rough, needy kiss. His tongue slips past your lips and he groans at the taste of himself on your tongue. His hands move down to your thighs and he picks you up, placing you on the prayer ledge without breaking the kiss. 

“From the fruit of their lips people are filled with good things and the work of their hands brings them reward, Proverbs 12:14,” Spencer whispers in your ear as his hands slowly trail under your skirt, his fingers tracing your thighs as they get closer to your core. You moan softly as his fingers brush against your panties and he starts pressing open mouth kisses to the side of your neck. You let your head fall back, giving him more room to kiss and suck on your neck and collarbones. He smirks and gently sucks a mark on your pulse point as he pushes your panties to the side.

“You’re so wet, angel,” Spencer murmured against your skin. “Did you get all worked up using your mouth on me?” 

You whimper quietly as he uses one of his fingers to spread your wetness around. He doesn’t tease you for long, within moments you feel the tip of his finger brushing against your clit. You moan in response, his touch sending sparks all over your body. He begins to gently rub your clit in a circular motion, working you slowly.

You gasp loudly when he slips one of his fingers inside you, his long, slender finger reaching far deeper than yours ever could. He slowly pumps his finger in and out, letting you get used to the sensation before adding a second finger. His pace increases and he curls his fingers, brushing against your g-spot. You moan his name, causing him to pick up speed. 

“Does that feel good, angel?” Spence asked lowly, watching the way you fell apart under his touch.

 “Uh-huh, so good, Spence”

He smirks as you clench around his fingers. His thumb moves to rub your clit as he continues thrusting his fingers. 

“You gonna cum for me?” 

“Yes, yes, ohhh god.” You moan loudly, shaking as you let go, your thighs squeezing around him. 

“I wanna be inside you, angel,” Spencer mumbled, pushing your skirt up. 

You nod and lift your hips to make it easier for him. You can hear a low moan slip from his mouth when he exposes the lacy panties you’re wearing that day. He hooks his fingers in the waistband to pull them down, but gets interrupted by the ringing of his phone.

He reluctantly answers the call, “Reid.” 

You listen quietly as he speaks, trying to get your breathing back to normal. He hangs up the phone and pouts, “Hotch wants us back at the station.”

“I gathered,” you mumble as he steps back, giving you room to stand up and fix your skirt.

“If you want, you can come by my hotel room later? Finish what we started?” He offers as he pulls up his pants.

“I’d like that. I’d like that a lot.”

[jellymochii]

OT8 SKZ - What Kind of sub are they?

the sequel to dom!skz hcs

𐙚 pairings: ot8 sub!skz x fem!reader

𐙚 genre: SMUTTTTTTTTT

𐙚 cw: oh boy, where do I even start, dom!reader x sub!skz, cnc, pet play, dacryphilia, BDSM, oral (m and f receiving), shibari, masochism, mentions of knives, unprotected s3x (please don't), use of strap-ons, etc.

𐙚 wc: 2k

↪author's note: hello! sorry for procrastinating on this lol I'm still goin thru it. anyways this one contains some themes that may be nasty to some (like eating men out) so reader discretion is advised. Hope you enjoy!

**THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION AND DOES NOT REFLECT THE TRUE NATURE OF THE PEOPLE MENTIONED**

Chan - Pleasure Sub

My sweet channie bug

He's totally obsessed with being your perfect little fuck doll

PLEASE use him and ride him whenever you want–even if he's busy in the studio, the others can wait.

Looooves when you ride him unprovoked. Feel free to take a seat whenever you feel like it. (Railway Reference lol??)

Even if he's overstimulated from how raw his cock feels from multiple orgasms, he'll always sit still and be your good boy!

“Fuck that's it baby, use my cock however you like.”

This is honestly such a good way for him to relieve stress too. Had a rough day at work? He'll flop into a chair and let you ride him for hours.

And his face is so so cute whenever he's about to cum. He gets all scrunched up with high pitched whines while he holds onto your love handles for dear life.

He's more than happy to let you manhandle him into any position you want for your pleasure–his thick cock can reach every single one of your spots without him even moving it!

Poor baby loves shutting off his brain after a rough day and becoming your brain dead little dollie~!

Subspace is so real and yet so sacred for him. He trusts you enough to treat him with respect no matter how rough you are–especially when he's oh so zoned out from pleasure and overstimulation.

Moral of the story–Chan would do anything to please you and let you use him to your heart's content–all out of love.

Lee Know - Brat

Just like in the previous parts–It's all a game to him.

And he is just soooooo stubborn about it too.

Likes to rile you up and tease you all day because he knows what's coming as soon as dinner is over.

Or, if he’s really misbehaving–you might just punish him then and there over the kitchen counter.

And this man is strong willed. It's gonna take a lot of patience to tame this man–and you're gonna have to do it over and over again each time.

He's decently strong and can handle any punishment you dish out at first, so be prepared to go for hours with him.

Your go to is to cuff his hands to the bottom of the bedframe and hover over him–forcing him to eat your pussy while you smack him if he refuses.

If he’s being extra bratty? Cuff his legs too and tie a vibrator to his dick and leave him there.

“Oh really? You think that's mmph–enough to break me?”

Or even worse, keep edging him with a fleshlight until tears start running down his face from the pain.

Eventually after many hours of smacking and edging, he'll go brain dead and obey your every command! Mindlessly eating you out and begging you to cum.

The worst part? He does all that teasing because of how much he loves being your little bratty whore.

Changbin - Pillow Princess

This one is kind of a hot take but

The man is exhausted. If he's not busting his ass in the studio he's pumping out any of his remaining energy at the gym.

You feel so bad knowing that he'll come home with a raging boner but no energy to do something about it.

That's where you, his sweet baby comes in!

Like Chan, you can ride him as much as you want and he'll take anything you give him.

Sometimes he just prefers to lay back and let you use your strap on him while he holds onto the pillow for dear life.

Eat him out pls!! It feels soooo good to him after a long day at work, and you don't even have to stroke him to make him cum if you do!

“Annngh~that feels so good, jagi.”

Eventually his grunts and moans will turn into high pitched whines when he's close, practically begging you to make him cum.

Binnie has a lot of trust in you in general, he's not used to being this vulnerable physically since he's usually perceived as the big and tough rock of the group.

But it's nice for him to come home and let out all of his emotions while cumming on your strap.

Pls treat him nicely he's gentle on the inside.

Hyunjin - Masochist

Hyunjin is by far one of the most loved idols in all of kpop. Everywhere he goes girls are dying for just a chance to touch his shirt.

But something about you treating him like shit in the bedroom (consensually) just makes him feel so alive.

He's always been the experimental type so when you suggested being the dominant one he was all for it, and over time his taste got more and more filthy–to the point he loved feeling pained.

His favorite position is being handcuffed on his knees while looking up at you with pleading eyes, as if he’s begging to be bruised and battered.

It starts out light–smacking him across the face and twisting his nipples, but his need for further stimulation made him into a starved man.

“More.” Is all he’ll say to earn a kick to his cock while your hand collapses over his throat choking him out.

The first time you ever did it he fell over in pain and…came.

Needless to say both of you were very surprised and he almost considered begging you to do it again right then and there.

His pain tolerance has gotten a lot better, which has made you have to get more aggressive in terms of choking–almost to the point where he’s turnt blue and about to pass out.

Even after you release, he’ll wheeze and look up at you while licking his lips and smirking in satisfaction.

He'd never dare tell anyone that despite his tough and charismatic exterior, he desires nothing more than to be broken down and degraded.

But hey, that's dopamine addict Hyunjin for you.

Han - Rope Bunny

Oh this man is nasty

Loves everything involving sex toys as it is, so when you brought up the idea of doing Shibari he was ecstatic.

And best believe he wants it all–being tied up, blindfolded, ballgagged, and edged to the end of eternity.

Acts so whiny and whimpery like he wasn't the one humping your leg an hour ago begging for you to tie him up and make him cum.

He loves the way your pretty rope designs highlight the best parts of his body ever so delicately. The ropes are so tight and snug around his wrists and ankles, making it impossible for him to move at all and make him feel helpless (he's never been harder.)

Poor whiny baby always begging you to let him cum with tears streaming down his face.

“P-Please, Mommy--I've been a good anghh boy, just please let me cum!”

He's so lost in pleasure he's begging for even just a taste of your sweet pussy to help him cum faster.

I'm a firm believer that he sticks his tongue out and pants like a dog when he's about to cum.

If you're feeling extra fun that night, you can even finger him or eat him out until his cock is spasming from how angry and red it is.

And yes, if it becomes too much for him he will squirt and probably be forced to clean it up later.

His orgasms are so pleasurable for him, he lives for this moment and loves enduring all that pain from being tied up just because of how amazing he feels after.

Felix - Service Sub

My sweet people pleaser lixie

You could tell him to steal a million dollars from Mr Beast and he’d be back in an hour with an extra 5 million.

The point is, he’d stop at nothing to please you.

It doesn't matter how kinky or nasty you’re feeling–he’s gonna deliver on his promise to do whatever you want.

You want him to eat you out for hours and make you cum? He’ll get as many orgasms out of you as possible. You want him tied up and pegged till he’s crying? No problem.

He's always watching your every facial expression attentively to see if there's any sign of satisfaction on your face.

“Mommy…do you like when I do that? I-I'm your good boy, right?”

And a good boy he is, always so doting and loving on you.

He looks up at you with his adorable boba eyes, even when there's tears in his eyes from overstimulation as if to say “You love me, right?”

Sometimes you like to toy with him by seeing how long he can go without cumming. You're often surprised by how long he can hold out, all for you.

Even with his angry red tip spasming from the lightest touch, the sheer overwhelming desire to make you happy lets him stop himself.

He's so sweet, please tell him what a good boy he is for you.

Seungmin - Puppy Sub

Ok so I know in the dom skz hcs I said that he's the one who enjoys treating YOU like a dog but hear me out–

I think it's fun for him both ways, he's the puppy of the group for a reason.

If he's feeling extra subby after a long day he'll put on his collar with your initials on it and snuggle up to you–signaling to you that he wants to let it all out.

Or if he's extra needy he'll crawl up to you on the couch and start humping your leg mercilessly like a dog.

The only difference is that he's not a bratty puppy like you, he's a sweet puppy!

He'll gladly eat you out for hours if it means he'll get his sweet release from you~

If he’s been extra mouthy that day and gotten on your last nerve, he’ll go in the very kennel he's so used to putting you in and have your vibrator tied to his tip while he whines and cries.

You’ll only let him out if he barks like a good puppy, of course.

“Mommy please! I've been a good puppy, I swear!”

You may as well just hold your hand out and let him rut his cock relentlessly into it.

He’ll get you back once he’s the dom though~

Jeongin - Prey Sub

All i gotta say is get ready to run, I hope you’re good on a treadmill.

There's nothing more exhilarating to Jeongin than the feeling of being chased through the woods by you, only to be caught and have his hole brutalized.

You talked this out extensively with him and made absolutely sure that this is what he wanted, and his face lit up with excitement.

You can even chase him down with a knife for extra adrenaline on his part. (pleeeease do not do this unless you know what you're doing.)

Even if you're just at home and you're feeling needy, he’ll look at you with a smug ass smirk and say “Oh yeah? You want me? Well, you better catch me first.”

It's almost comical watching him jump around furniture to “prevent” himself from being caught.

But that's not what he wants, he wants to be caught by you because he knows how good he's gonna feel underneath you–-so he'll run slower on purpose.

He loves feeling small and helpless underneath you (even when he's 10x stronger than you) and letting you use him like a whore.

He's typically face down ass up while you thrust unbearably fast with your strap, earning ungodly guttural moans and pleas of mercy.

The feeling of getting caught and ultimately punished for trying to run away from you makes his head fuzzy from all the primal urges swelling in his body.

And oh boy he could go for HOURS like that too.

It's all worth it to him at the end though, when he's soiled the sheets beneath him with layers of thick white cum.

[bangtans-momma]

Twisted

Pairing: Best Friend Jungkook and Jimin x Reader / Y/N

Rating: 18+ MATURE, Sexual themes, Violence, Non consensual, Guns, Mention Of Deaths And Killing, Smut, Adult Themes, Hard Swearing.

Genre/Theme: BTS AU, Fan Fiction, Yandere, Dead Dove Don’t Eat, Non Consensual, One Shot, Masked Man, PWP, Best Friends To Lovers.

Word Count: 9789k Words

Description:

When a psycho breaks into your home in a creepy purge mask and threatens you with a gun, what do you do? Especially when he starts to force you to do sinful things with your best friend Jungkook. You realise that you have no choice but to comply or get shot. But just maybe you don’t care because you have always wanted this to happen anyway, because you are already in love with your best friend. Now all you have to do is try not to show how compliant you really are, but it’s much harder to keep it hidden than you thought.

Triggers And Content:

BTS AU, Dead Dove Don’t Eat, Yandere BTS, Best Friend Jungkook, In Love Reader, Virgin Reader, Subby Reader, Masochist Reader, Low-Key Yandere Reader, Reader Has A Fear Kink, Yandere Jungkook, Yandere Jimin, Psycho Jungkook. Psycho Jimin, Obsessed Jungkook, Stalker Jungkook, Voyeur Jimin, Masked Jimin, Sadistic Jungkook, Jungkook And Jimin Are Manipulative Brothers, Killers Jungkook And Jimin, Non Consensual, Dubious Consent, Home Invasion, Hard Swearing, Threats With Gun, Masked Man, Jungkook Is Packing In The Trouser Department, Rough Sex, Vocal Dirty Talk, Daddy Mentioned a Few Times, Subbing, Pet Names Like Kitty, Sweetheart And Babygirl, Name Calling Like Whore And Slut, Degradation, Some Humiliation, Voyeurism, Manipulation, Corruption Kink, Choking, Oral Sex (F), Anal Sex, Taking Virginity, No Condom, Cream Pie, Cum Shot Jimin, Some Gun Play, Biting, Hair Pulling, Squirting, Jerking Off, Blood Kink, Mentions Of Other Sexual Practices, Mentions Of Drugging, Mentions Of Somnophilia, Mentions Of Oral Sex (M), Plans To Film Somnophilia, Talking About Killing Women And Men, Mentions Of Disposed Bodies.

Authors Notes:

Warning ⚠️🔞 This is a mature rated 18+ story, no minors allowed on this blog. Adult themes and there might be triggering themes. THIS STORY INVOLVES VIOLENT THEMES AND NON CONSENSUAL THEMES. TALK OF KILLING BUT NOT DESCRIPTIVE. READ THE TRIGGERS!

There is no name on this, just pet names so you can decide who they are.

I do not own BTS or their likeness. This is only fan fiction that comes from my own imagination and any depiction of BTS in any of my stories does not represent them in real life. None of this is real life, only pure fiction. None of the behaviour of the BTS member's namesakes OR anything else that happens in my stories represents them in reality.

MY MASTER LIST: HERE

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Twisted

How the hell did this happen?

Jungkook and I are currently being held at gunpoint by a man in a scary Halloween purge mask. It’s one of the later masks but I recognise it. I'm scared to death that we are about to die and really horribly. I’m clinging to Jungkook as I shake with adrenaline, I’m terrified we will get hurt or shot by this maniac. My mind races as I wonder how he broke in here, but I think I already know. I lost my keys about three weeks ago and I now think that this man found them.

We had fallen asleep cuddling on the sofa watching a horror film at my house and were rudely woken up by a psycho yelling at us to wake up and to not do anything or he will shoot us. It’s Halloween and we decided to not go out and watch scary movies at home instead.

I nod frantically at the crazed man, hoping that he just wants to rob me as I cry in my Hello Kitty pj’s, whilst Jungkook wraps his arms around me to comfort me. I bury my head into his warm chest feeling somewhat comforted and safer.

“Stay fucking still and do everything I tell you to do! If you behave I won’t hurt either of you. If you try anything I will shoot you straight in your fucking forehead! So obey me and after I’m done I will leave you alone, safe and sound and I will never come back here again”

The masked man savagely growls out waving his gun around in a threatening manner.

“Wh-What do you want? You can. . can take my purse, it’s in the kitchen in my handbag. And I. . . I have loads of expensive things you c-can have. Please don’t hurt us”

I stutter at the man who points his gun at me yelling and scowling at me to shut the fuck up. That he doesn’t want my pathetic money. I whimper feeling terrified and Jungkook shushes me, hugging me tighter.

“Aww so sweet to your best friend, aren’t you, Jungkook? Hmm I wonder how much of a best friend you are? Are you truly only friends or are you secretly thirsting for her and wanting to fuck her sweet ass? I bet she tastes so damn sweet too, she’s a pretty little thing. That ass is magnificent, you must have imagined violating her as you thrust into her tight asshole. Just like your last friend huh? But she didn’t want you either! Friendzoned again”

The man rasps out lewdly, sounding so damn perverted as his eyes devour my body in my short’s and vest pj’s set. I sink into Kookie’s arms trying to hide myself, trying to make myself smaller. His hand is constantly caressing my back to comfort me. I’m scared as this man knows our names.

“Fucking pervert! Shut the hell up!”

Jungkook sneers angrily at him and my heart starts pounding because I’m scared of the consequences of taunting this crazed man.

He starts laughing maniacally at Jungkook. I know about his other best friend, she treated him horribly and used him like some little love sick slave. He became friends with me about a year before she died. He now has some mixed feelings about her, her name was Jade and she died last year, she shot herself and it was a huge scandal. So many people got questioned and they didn’t show her in a good light.

“Ha ha ha! You want to see how much of a pervert I am? Strip her, right fucking now!”

The masked man glares at him and roughly presses the gun into Jungkook’s head. His eyes are dark and scary, they look almost black. Maybe it’s the purge mask shadowing his eyes. But I can still see that depraved need glinting from behind that mask.

I panic when Jungkook tries to refuse the man and he points it at his leg threatening to shoot different parts of his body until he behaves. The man sadistically starts counting down from ten and when it gets to two I frantically yell out that I will do it. To not shoot Jungkook.

“No I told Jungkook to do it, fucking strip her! I wanna see those amazing tits and that juicy ass. How can you stand being around her without wanting to fuck her in those tight booty shorts and that vest top that’s barely holding on to those big ass breasts?”

The man chuckles sounding wicked and I don’t like how this is going, he’s not here to rob us at all. I look up at Jungkook biting my lip feeling scared but I finally huff, holding my arms up.

He looks into my eyes as he pulls the vest off my body, my chest bounces as the top comes off and Jungkook’s eyes roam over my breasts. He bites his lip nervously but I squirm when I see the lust building in his eyes. Why is he looking at me like he wants to devour me?

“Stand up, baby”

He mumbles out awkwardly and I flush moving off his lap, standing up I shyly hold my arm over my breasts. His tattooed hand goes to my waist caressing it, I know that he’s trying to comfort me in the moment. Jungkook slowly pulls my shorts down and the invader groans as he takes in the sight of my bare butt.

“Fuck, her ass is magnificent. So plump and round, I bet it jiggles so well when you smack it and hit it from the back”

The man groans out sounding debauched, I stand there feeling like a piece of meat as I’m stared at. I shiver and a whimper bursts out.

“Shhh baby, you are so pretty. Don’t be ashamed, it’s okay”

Jungkook whispers to me in a gentle soothing voice.

“Eat her out”

The man abruptly commands and my face darts to him in shock, his eyes are full of debauched intentions and I’m terrified that I’m about to lose my virginity to a psycho. I could live with it happening if it’s Jungkook that does it, but him no. It’s weird that my mind goes to the weird place of “glad I just had a shower”

“Wh-What! Wait. . . I. . I’m a v-virgin. . . Pl-Please don’t. . . I”

I stutter out because I’m now shaking so badly, I’m so terrified but I don’t want to get shot and die.

“Fucking do it, now! Or I will shoot your little thigh! I want to see him devour your cute little virgin pussy. Make a mess of your best friends face, precious”

This man’s voice goes from a vicious snarl to a mocking coo as he calls me precious.

His gun points at my exposed thigh and I see his finger twitch on the trigger. Tears build in my eyes but I ultimately sigh in frustration and lay down holding my legs together, telling him to not shoot me and that I will do it. Then he points it at Jungkook with another stark warning to behave. Jungkook narrows his eyes at him in anger as he huffs out a breath of annoyance.

But Jungkook moves towards me anyway and palms the outside of my thighs in a comforting manner. He shushes me in a calming tone as his hands gently squeeze my flesh. His warm firm hands move slowly to my knees and he puts a little pressure on them to get me to spread my thighs.

I flush and a whimper of embarrassment sounds out as he pulls my thighs apart. A rough low groan bursts out as he looks down at my exposed vagina, I’m really scared as his hands start to caress my inner thighs. What if he doesn’t like it or I’m too inexperienced for him?

“Good girl, it’s okay. It’s only me baby, it will be alright. I’m not going to hurt you”

Jungkook gushes this out in such a sweet manner but it’s kinda seductive too and my mouth parts as he leans in to press a soft kiss to my knees. I shudder and cuss myself out for reacting like I did, could I be any more obvious. The masked man just stands there watching like some deviant. I just wish that my first time doing anything like this wasn’t in front of a psycho.

I jolt when a wet tongue suddenly runs up my inner thigh, I can’t believe my best friend is about to eat me out and in front of some lunatic with a damn gun and a grungy looking purge mask. Hot breath against the top of my thigh pulls me out of my racing mind and I jump, squirming enough that Jungkook has to wrangle my legs parting them again.

“Fuck, you smell you so good. It looks so cute and small, it’s all chubby and your little clit is so sweet. Hmm you are so wet, baby”

Jungkook whines out making me feel shy as I shiver, trying to hide my flushed face with my arm. I don’t want to give my feelings away. I’m scared of the psycho man, but I’m not worried about Jungkook touching me as I secretly always wanted it to be him.

An abrupt tap on my arm with something hard and cold makes me jump in fright. The masked man sneers at me telling me not to cover my face up and watch what he’s doing or he will shoot Jungkook. I gingerly take my arm away and I watch Jungkook as I don’t want to look at that bastard of a man anyway. I whimper when Jungkook’s eyes stare into mine from between my legs, he shows amusement in his eyes before looking back down to my vagina. I’m mortified. And wondering how he can be so natural and nonchalant.

I flinch when his fingers part my folds and at this point my teeth are harshly digging into my lip. I'm scared that I’m going to show my real feelings as soon as he touches me. I have liked Jungkook since I met him but I don’t think he likes me like that. So I decided that I’d rather get hugs and hang out with him as a best friend than not at all.

I hated Jade though, as he chased her around like that and she didn’t even want him. I wanted him and he didn’t see me, he only saw her. I wanted Jungkook to take my virginity but I was too scared to ask and I was worried that he would refuse me due to Jade. Or that I would fall in love with him even further.

A hot tongue laps through my folds from ass to clit, it’s so sudden that I cry out and the masked man mockingly chuckles at me. But before I can brace myself Jungkook does it again and I curse loudly, throwing my head back. Then I panicked as I broke eye contact and watched again as the man told me to watch Jungkook. The very sight of Jungkook’s head in between my legs is sinful and I’m turned on. I could almost forget that I’m being watched.

That’s when he buries his face in between my legs and his tongue is going everywhere like he’s starving or something. His tongue flicking on my clit breaks my inner thoughts and a lewd sounding moan pops out before I can stop it. I’m so sure that Jungkook’s going to be shocked until he groans out and presses his tongue into me, tonguing my hole.

“Oh god, J-Jungkook!”

I cry out, my hands feel like I need to grab something and I fidget but decide to grab the cushion by my head.

I glance at the man and he’s watching us like some pervert, but he’s really quiet. I see him palm himself and realise that he’s going hard. He notices me trying to grab something with my left hand as I see his eyes drift to my right too.

“Grab his hair, precious. I know you want to”

He rasps at me in a debauched manner, but amusement is there too.

I don’t of course and the gun abruptly points at me again, so I gently grasp Jungkook’s hair. This makes Jungkook moan loudly against my pussy and he sucks harder on my clit flicking his tongue against it. I shamelessly buck my hips without thinking about it and my grip gets harder. He mumbles a lewd “fuck” against me.

“Prep her Jungkook, you will be fucking her tight pussy after this. You don’t want to hurt your little kitty, do you?”

The man tells Jungkook in a husky mocking tone and I part my mouth in shock and my mind starts racing. I panic at first but I ultimately decide that at least it’s Jungkook and not him.

A finger presses slowly into me and I immediately cry out and clench around it. My shock starts to fade from the sudden intrusion as his digit slowly starts to pump inside me and I whimper as the dual feelings of tongue and finger are more intense. My grip on his hair gets a little tighter making him groan sexily, I realise that he likes me gripping his hair. I’m shocked by how much he seems to be enjoying this.

His thrusting finger gets faster, I feel something prodding my hole and I realise he’s adding another finger as he licks and sucks at my clit. At this point I’m openly whining as it’s hurting a little, but he’s gentle with me at least. I flush when I hear a wet sloppy noise as he pumps his fingers and starts to scissor them, stretching them out. I gasp as it’s hurting but he tries to distract me, sucking my clit harder making my thighs shudder, I’m so close.

This makes me greedy and a needy bratty whine bursts out before I can stop it, Jungkook actually chuckles at me. The masked man hums and I finally look at him, he’s jerking off and I panic suddenly needing to orgasm so Jungkook can fuck me as I don’t want this man’s sperm anywhere near me.

“So needy sweetheart, don’t worry I will make you orgasm baby. No need to get so bratty”

Jungkook seductively rasps at me as his eyes meet mine, he makes a show of lapping really slowly at me and as soon as I see his tongue I moan so loudly that I shock myself. I’m glad he took my attention away from the insane man again though. I relaxed again after realising that the man was jerking off.

His eyes light up in amusement and he gets more enthusiastic bobbing his head with each flick of his tongue. But he holds the intense eye contact and that’s what finally makes me snap. My frantic ah’s get louder until I fall grinding my hips, gripping harder onto his soft hair. Jungkook moans and sucks my clit softly as he pumps his fingers just as slowly. I’ve never orgasmed so hard doing it myself.

“Hurry up, I’m so freaking hard and I need to see you fuck her. I want to see her tits bounce and see your big cock destroying her pretty little virgin cunt. Fuck, it’s gonna look so perfect. Make sure you taste how sweet she is, Jungkook. Fuck her, now! I don’t want to shoot anyone but I will if you don’t hurry up”

The masked man groans out sounding like a starving deviant. The way he talks to Jungkook is like a friend or a third person in a threesome. But I think he’s a voyeur and he likes watching. I think he likes forcing people to have sex and then gets off on watching it.

Jungkook removes his fingers and I flush when he places them in his mouth, his eyes are so dilated as his lips close around his fingers that are covered in my juices. His eyes close and he groans, sounding so debauched that I squirm a little. I hear a mumbled out curse as he makes a meal of his fingers. I’m sure I’m red in the face as his eyes open and sinfully stare into mine.

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“Tsk! Hurry up Jungkook. Take her into the bedroom, move”

The man scowls and Jungkook breaks eye contact with me, he tuts picking me up walking to my bedroom. Placing me down onto the bed. He starts getting undressed and my mouth is gaped open as he strips down naked. His body is so sexy I almost moan out loudly, I quickly bite my lip to stop any noises.

Jungkook smirks knowingly when he notices me intensely watching him and I flush, my heart is beating faster as he removes his boxers and a huge veiny dick falls out. I gasp in shock as he is going to destroy me, I’m going to be so sore afterwards. He’s porn star thick and long. My breathing has gotten faster as he moves back to me, parting my thighs again. I actually shiver because he looks like a sinful dream kneeling over me. His tattoos and pierced nipples are hot and so are his abs and muscular thighs.

“You don’t need a condom, she’s definitely clean and I want to see you fill her tight holes up. Pump her little virgin pussy full of your cum”

The crazy man growls out staring at me and I shudder because he’s still slowly jerking off.

I’m worried about using no condom, but I’m glad I’m on contraception myself.

Jungkook scoots up nearer and sinfully grasps his girthy dick slowly jerking himself off. I’m thrown by the way he stares at me groaning as he sexily bites his lip. I just stare up at him in awe and the man in the mask actually chuckles and I get irritated that he keeps reminding me that he’s there.

“Damn, I think your little bestie actually likes you. She has feelings for you and not the platonic kind, now this is amusing. I feel like I’m matchmaking. Little kitty has some serious heart eyes for you, Jungkook. Hurry I want to see your bloody cock”

The deviant psycho sounds absolutely gleeful as he watches me. I want to shout at him or deny it but I’m scared to death of him.

“Hmm I know, I have eyes you know. I wonder if she realises that my eyes show the same”

Jungkook smirks as his tip rubs up through my dripping hole, my mouth parts due to feeling turned on but it’s equal parts shock as Jungkook levels me with an indecent stare as his tip pushed inside me. I gasp loudly as he slowly fills me, I feel a pinch and then a little burst of pain, I whimper.

“Shit, you are really tight Kitty. This part is going to hurt but it will get better, relax for me, Sweetheart”

Jungkook rasps in an erotic tone as he thrusts past my virginity with a growled out curse. I cry out panting as he rams in me finally bottoming out. I can’t believe I just lost my virginity to Jungkook, the man I love. I’m panting through the pain as I look into his eyes.

But I’m shocked when he leans in getting closer to my face without prompting from the masked man, pressing his lips against mine with a hum when I kiss him back. His tongue invades my mouth and the kiss is fast and passionate. I whimper as his fingers curl into the strands of my hair, I can’t help my arms wrapping around him and sensually palming his shoulders and back. I hear the man tut loudly and Jungkook huffs, pulling away to stare intensely into my eyes.

“My precious girl, you feel so perfect wrapped around me. So hot and tight, you feel exquisite Kitty”

Jungkook rasps possessively against my parted lips and I know he just felt the reaction from me as I flutter around him, because he curses and throbs in response. I didn’t miss the way he said my, like I’m his.

My heart beats so fast as he kisses me again, this time it’s slow, tender and sweet. Jungkook hand grips onto my jaw gently thumbing my face as our tongues caress each other’s.

“Are you two gonna fuck or what? This isn’t some soppy romance novel. I want you to blow her fucking back out, make her slutty little pussy squirt, Jungkook. I want her actually writhing in ecstasy and moaning out like the cock hungry whore she is. She wanted it to be you so bad, she wanted this”

The unknown man under the mask angrily scolds Jungkook who sighs and gently pecks my lips one last time before kneeling back up.

“Pretty Kitty, you are so damn sexy. Your tits are absolutely amazing, fuck, so plump”

Jungkook rasps lewdly as he runs his palms up my stomach to grasp my breasts. I don’t mind the man demanding certain things as Jungkook is being loving and sinful. And I like both sides of this Jungkook. I’m so dazed and consumed by him.

His thumbs caress my nipples making me squirm and whine, he groans and I feel him harden even more. Jungkook grinds up against me, trying to test if I’m good to go. I actually curse and he smirks at me because I don’t swear very often.

“You feel so snug and wet, babygirl. So exquisite, so beautiful and sweet. Fuck! Ready baby?”

I’m actually panting as he speaks to me in a lewd husking manner, his length is actually rhythmically throbbing inside me. It feels like it’s getting bigger, especially when he earns a moaned out yes from me.

“Fuck her little pussy like a fleshlight or I will make her deepthroat my fucking gun!”

The man presses the gun to my lips and I panic at first but something sinful happens. I kinda like the fear and the fact that Jungkook grinds against me when I flutter around him, but it exposes me. The sexy smirk he levels me with is telling, he knows and I flush in embarrassment.

“Alright, do you want me to blow my load? I’m so fucking hard and turned on by her that I might cum in her already! Hmm I always wanted you Kitty, but I thought you didn’t like me like that and was just like the last girl who used me. But you aren’t, you are special, baby. You feel exquisite, babygirl”

Jungkook confesses, throwing the man an annoyed glare.

My mouth parts and the lewd pulse I feel from his thick girth provokes a roll of my hips and a needy sounding moan. A sexy grin grows on his handsome face and he roughly grabs my thighs to scoot as near as he can. I feel him pull out his perfect length really slowly as he watches it happen. When he lets out a depraved sounding groan, then licks at his piercing as he concentrates on the sinful view, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. But the harsh snap of his hips has me crying out and gripping the pillow.

“Shit, I’m sorry it looks so perfect covered in your bloody juices. I guess you really are a virgin huh baby”

His eyes are so dilated as they give me serious eye contact that I know that he isn’t lying about being turned on by me.

That gives me a confidence boost and I realise that I would give this man anything. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. Another rough snap of his hips makes me cry out a needy sounding moan again.

“Fuck, you sound so pretty when you moan little Kitty. You are a lucky man, Jungkook”

The man rasps and I get irritated as he constantly reminds me that he’s there. It’s kinda hard to ignore his moans as he slowly jerks off to us. But he’s weird as he talks to Jungkook and I, it’s like we are all friends.

Jungkook starts thrusting his hips and I just drown in the feeling, I sound so unlike myself as I squirm, my moans are completely feral and every single time I curse Jungkook looks utterly amused. He manipulates my thighs and pushes them back, fucking me harder. I flutter around him and every single time I throw my head back I jolt remembering the threat.

So I make eye contact with Jungkook again, I can see a deviant darkness in his eyes as he’s consumed with lust. His length is rutting against something that has me absolutely wrecked. His eyes are so dilated as he loses more of his inhibitions with every thrust of his hips.

I’m surprised when I start orgasming so hard that I’m wailing as I grind my hips, my thighs try to close and he wrenches them open and straddles me. His hips are spearing against me with short sharp thrusts and I’m so overwhelmed as I twitch through my overstimulation. The way I whine his name provokes him to spew debauched filth.

“Little pussy is so perfect, so tight and soaked for me. Feels amazing, looks so. . . Shit!. . . looks so good taking my huge cock. You make me so hard kitty, fuck!”

He pants as his ab’s flex with every single thrust, the way he holds my small legs makes his tattooed biceps bulge. He groans when my pussy starts making sloppy wet noises with every snap of his hips. I feel so dazed right now.

“Yeah, cream me like a little slut. Shit, you are dripping all down my balls. Such a beautiful little slut though, my slut”

Jungkook actually growls out sounding so filthy and possessive that I clench hard around him. I think the last of his inhibitions are gone. This is finally the real Jungkook and I’m temporarily shocked by this sinful incubus in the flesh. I drown in him and flutter around him in response to his behaviour.

A shit eating grin grows on his face as he knows that something just turned me on and he leans in kissing me with a fervent hunger. Biting and sucking on my tongue and my lips as our tongues touch in a lewd way. I drown further and further until I feel dazed and spacey, I hear the man with the gun say “She’s subbing Jungkook, so damn perfect”

Jungkook growls and pulls out manipulating my body like a puppet as he throws me onto my hands and knees, pushing on my back and ramming into me with a sinful groan. I shudder feeling so turned on by this Jungkook.

“Kitty fuck! You look so small underneath me, so good babygirl”

He husks at me as his hand grips my hair, he tugs on it provoking a loud mewl as we both lose ourselves to lust.

“Yeah, f-fuck me hard, Daddy”

I spew out in a sinful whine before I even realise what happened, he curses loudly and folds his hand around my neck bringing me into his chest.

“Fucking hell Kitty, be careful with that sinful whining, you almost made me cum!”

He scolds me and I shiver against his buff chest feeling so warm there.

An arm goes around my waist and he starts sucking and nibbling at the skin on my neck, making me squirm and writhe. He holds me against his hot body so possessively and firmly that I realise that I like it. I like how he’s acting, it’s turning me on and I feel so close again. Jungkook starts spearing into me getting faster, licking up to my jaw as he manipulates my face bringing it to his and he rams his tongue into my mouth kissing me hard and fast.

For the first time in ages I remember the man is there as my ears pick up a harsh groan. But Jungkook consumes me so perfectly that I can lose myself in him and forget about the man. I concentrate on the slap of his skin against mine, the way his thumb presses into my neck, making me feel so lightheaded and floaty. I home in on the perfectly sinful growls and groans as he’s sucking on my earlobe, digging his teeth into the soft flesh.

“Be a good girl for me, I’m just changing positions. You are so easy for me to throw you about that I’m gonna use you like a hot wet fleshlight. Just relax your body for me babygirl”

He rasps this to me so sinfully in my ear that all I can do is whimper saying “Yes D-Daddy” in a breathy tone because of his tattooed hand around my neck. He murmurs “good girl” against my ear and I squirm against him, I realise that I just grinded against him.

He leans me down slightly, holding my neck as he kneels up more, like he’s manipulating my body to be fucked onto his girthy member. His arm comes under my waist to brace me. He doesn’t thrust this time but he pulls me on and off his cock like it’s so easy, like I weigh nothing. His hand is wrapped so tightly around my neck that I feel dizzy.

My body is being held in the air by him and my legs wrap loosely around his waist in response, inviting a feral animalistic groan from Jungkook. I’m wailing as he manipulates me faster, impaling me, he starts to add thrusts everytime I’m pulled into his cock. I use my legs to pull myself towards his body too, he curses loudly. All I can see are little white stars as I’m so dizzy.

I orgasm without any warning seeing literal stars, a tear falls from my eye in ecstasy and his hips stop the thrust as he just feels me squeezing around him and I earn a lewd moan from him. He growls out that I’m his now and I’m the perfect toy, so easy to manipulate onto his huge cock. I cry out in response still pulsing around him as my orgasm is a longer drawn out one this time.

My legs are holding him to me so tightly as I just rut against him and he lets me grind out my orgasm. His groans and curses are heard as my blurry eyesight returns. I’m gasping for breath as I try to recover and I realise that his length is pulsing inside of me, he’s only just holding on. So I don’t grind anymore I wait for him to be ready to keep going,

“Damn, she’s turned into a little whore! I want you to cum in her tight virgin ass next. Use your cum as lube. Fill her little pussy up!”

The masked man demands and I actually don’t care about him right now, all I think about is Jungkook. My mind drowns in him, Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook.

“Hmm she’s immaculate, absolutely perfect. She feels so damn amazing, absolutely exquisite. Best pussy I’ve ever had, feels like euphoria and ruin at the same time. She’s mine now, aren’t you little Kitty?”

Jungkook gushes as he thumbs my throat as I come down from cloud nine, a raspy breathless whimper in agreement as he calls me his. He finally releases his tight hold on my neck.

He places me back down and literally straddles me, leaning over me with his large buff body. His arms lean by my shoulders, he feels so big like this and I let out a long drawn out moaned sentence as soon as he pulls out and slams back against my butt. “Fuck. . . Hmmm fuck yes. Feels soooo big and hard. . . I love your cock, Jungkook!”

He groans out calling me his perfect little whore and starts fucking into me like he’s feral. Rasping into my neck that I’m about to become his favourite cum dump, that he’s gonna destroy my tiny little chubby cunt every single day. His length is pressing into something with every thrust of his hips, I start making ah noises and mewling.

“Keep going, you found her g spot. Make her squirt everywhere! Play with her needy little cunt, Jungkook. Make her scream, such a slutty little virgin. She was a secret freak, I bet she used to moan your name as she was playing with her greedy swollen clit”

The psycho man groans out as he tugs on himself watching us like some pervert. The gun pointed at my head to threaten me and Jungkook tuts.

Jungkook obeys immediately and starts roughly rubbing at my clit making me whine as I writhe against him with a shudder. His feral thrusts and the debauched filth he growls into my ear doesn’t stop. I’m wailing as he rails me into the bed. The bed is banging against the wall, slamming with each thrust of his hips. I’m definitely going to get complaints from Mrs Johnson downstairs below us. But luckily I’m on the corner so no one is against the other side of this wall.

“Shit, I’m so close to cumming, going to fill your hot wet pussy up. Orgasm on my big cock, Kitty. Cream my dick, baby”

Jungkook lewdly moans and I can feel his length pulsing in arousal, his fingers curl into my hair and he harshly tugs my head from behind to expose my neck to him more.

I flutter around him crying out loudly. But his teeth digging into my neck biting into my skin spitefully, finishes me off. And I surprise myself as I literally scream his name and my body shudders feeling like no orgasm ever has. It’s so intense that I see white stars in my vision and my ears ring. I’m actually sobbing as he still sadistically rubs at my clit as he slams into me cumming with a whiny groan, grinding up against me. I’m actually crying tears from over stimulation as I jerk trying to get away from him.

“Dirty little girl, fuck! Squirting all over my hand like some ravenous whore. That was so hot, pretty Kitty. Ugh your blood soaked juices are everywhere, even on my balls. So sweet as I cream pied you, I have to cream pie your snug tight virgin ass now. I will be as gentle as I can, okay?”

Jungkook pants into my neck as he kisses and sucks at my skin, humming as he laps past the bite mark area. I’m twitching as I get these crazy aftershocks, and each time I whimper or whine.

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“I want her to throw it back, she needs to fuck herself onto your cock like she loves it. I want her to fuck you now and she better do a good job or I’m making her suck my dick with a gun pointed to her head!”

The crazy gun wielding man threatens as he waves the gun around. I shiver from the dose of fear, this both turns me on and scares me too. The man’s crazed eyes glint with amusement as he seems to know. I huff out air as I’m really dazed right now and feeling like I’m in the sixth dimension.

“Prep her, do it. Use your cum”

The masked stranger growls out and points his gun at my head. I hear Jungkook tut and pull out of me, groaning with a loud curse.

“Fuck! I came so much, it’s trickling out”

Jungkook whines, sounding like a deviant. I feel him run his fingers through my folds and another pathetic whimper falls out of my lips.

“Relax Kitty, when I push in, bare down”

Jungkook says in a relaxed tone, his wet gooey fingers circle my puckered hole. My body shivers, it likes the feeling. Bare down? Does he want me to push out like I’m going to the toilet when he presses in?

Jungkook starts pressing a finger in so I do what he says, it feels weird but doesn’t hurt too much yet. I mewl out as he starts pumping his finger into me, he shushes me and presses another in. This is when it feels more uncomfortable and I cry out, he tells me to not tense up and starts rubbing at my clit to relax me.

“You can take it baby, be a good girl for me”

He tells me in a sterner voice, I whimper and pout. The masked man now chuckles at me calling me a cute baby. I want to shout at him to shut up but I’m just too scared.

“Stretching you out now, be calm and it won’t hurt. The more you tense up the worse it will feel, Kitty”

Jungkook explains as he starts scissoring his fingers, I pant as it’s such a strange feeling. Almost like I’m too full, I can imagine how it’s going to feel when he puts his thick dick in me.

“Another finger okay, you are doing so well for me, Babygirl. Taking my fingers so nice and deep”

He seductively coos at me and I feel comforted by his words, I like it when he praises me like that. I whine as the pumps of his fingers get harder.

“She’s ready, fuck her tight little ass now, Jungkook”

The intruder growls at him.

“Fuck, wait a second. Let me wash my hands”

He moves to the sink in the bathroom and washes his hands. I'm glad I have an open plan bathroom with the bedroom, so I can still see him. I would hate to be left alone with this crazy intruder.

He’s back very quickly as he gets back into position, his fingers press into me and he mumbles that he’s using it for lubrication. I hear a lewd squelch as I presume he’s coating his length in it. I whimper as soon as I feel him press his tip at my entrance and move it about. I tense and a hand palms my hip, he shushes me.

“Stop tensing, Kitty. Ready? Remember to bare down again, be a good girl”

Jungkook speaks to me in a stern tone again and I whine out.

“Yes Daddy, don’t hurt me, please”

I reply breathlessly, I’m a little scared right now as I feel the pressure start as he pushes in. I try my hardest to bare down again as he fills my ass up, I curse loudly as the pressure gets worse until he fills me up bottoming out.

“Fuck, you are strangling the hell out of my cock. Fucking relax baby! Don’t make me punish you, bad girl”

He growls out and I receive a harsh spank making me moan needily. Jungkook tuts at me and tightly grips my waist, grinding up against me but not pulling out yet.

“You are such a little pain whore! Such a slut”

The crazed man snarls at me and jerks himself off, I hate that he keeps reminding me that he is there and jerking off like some deviant.

“You like pain little Kitty, such a dirty girl for Daddy, I like that. It’s lucky that I like pain too, I like causing it”

Jungkook sinfully rasps at me and palms me everywhere, a loud slap rains on my butt cheek again and I flutter around him, clenching hard. A lewd moan erupts from my mouth before I can stop it from happening.

“Yeah, you like pain. My pretty little pain slut”

Jungkook mocks me with a chuckle.

“Time to throw it back, sweet little Kitty”

The armed man sings like he’s having fun. He’s insane.

“Fuck yourself onto his cock”

He harshly commands me as he slowly moves the gun up my back and to my neck, it’s almost seductive in its movement until it presses into my face.

“Or I will fuck your little throat so hard that it rocks you into him anyway, and I won’t be gentle”

He snaps sounding almost animalistic. I shiver and say okay in an urgent way as he moves to my face with his veiny length.

“That’s a good little virgin whore”

He chuckles, mocking me and tapping my face with the gun.

“Do it!”

He sinisterly groans as he circles the gun around my lips.

I gingerly pull myself away and start to rock against Jungkook. I can feel his hands on my hips helping me slightly, he moans out a sinful sounding curse. I feel him harshly throb inside me too, I whine as it feels like it’s too much but I’m too scared to argue about it.

“Faster little cum dump, because Jungkook has to fill your virgin ass up too”

The concealed man animatedly says in a manner that is way too cheerful for the situation.

I cry out in pain as I get faster, throwing it back as I dig my fingers into the quilt underneath me to gain purchase. I’m trying to concentrate on the movements instead of how big he feels as he fills me up. But my mewls sound painful as I rock, whimpering.

Jungkook’s fingers dig into my waist and I can feel him assisting me and his covert thrusts are getting harder. As the skin slaps are getting louder. I whine and try to concentrate on keeping the rock of my hips up. He feels so damn hard.

“Faster little Kitty, fuck that cock like you own it, little pain whore. We know you can’t get enough of Jungkookie’s huge dick now you have had it. Don’t be so shy, sweetie, let that inner slut out. No one else can see how much of a little freak you are. I never thought I would be matchmaking, hmm this is a new one for me. Sexually repressed pair, both have feelings for each other and both of you want to fuck like little deviants. You two are perfect for each other. You love him, don’t you?”

The annoying man is exposing me and I feel my face getting hot as he stares at me. He’s not wrong about my side but Jungkook never tried anything sexual. He would kiss my face, hold me hand and cuddle me but. . . oh! Fuck, was I that blind?

“Fucking answer me bad slut!”

He growls out and gets in front of my face again, jerking off in my face. I panicked and started nodding before realising I haven’t actually answered yet.

“Fuck, yes I luh-love him, okay! Are you. . . you ahh. . you happy now? He was trying to. . to get with that b-bitch Jade! I always w-wanted him. She ah, She never fucking deserved him! I-I’m glad she’s. . hmm gone! He’s mine”

I growl out possessively in an unlikely manner for me and the man starts laughing his ass off. Jungkook slams into me holding me tightly, his fingers dig in painfully. I can feel him pulsing like a damn vibrating dildo. That turned him on, I grind back against him and moan. I hear him whine out “Fuck Kitty”

“Good girl, didn’t know you had that in you and I think you just broke Jungkook. Do you know that he fucking hated her before she died, I used to see the way he looked at you and it didn’t compare. When I picked you both as targets I did it because I used to root for you both. You clearly needed this push. Maybe I will go around matchmaking now. But I agree with you, that bitch was vile and had it coming. But I think you’ll find that the second he met you, Jade started to go by the waste side. I don’t like to speak ill of the dead but she used to use men that weren’t rich like little slaves! I heard a man tried to end himself over her. She was a complete cunt”

The man angrily snaps and I think that he just gave me a small clue, he hates Jade. Well that makes me like him a little more.

“But I have good news for you pretty Kitty, because you love her too, don’t you Jungkook?”

Masked psycho mocks in a playful way and Jungkook groans out, throbbing in me really hard, he’s so close.

“F-Fuck yes! She’s mine. I fucking hated Jade before she d-died, my Kitty saved me from making more mistakes with that bitch. I love her so fucking much, she’s always been mine!”

Jungkook pants out with an animalistic growl, like some demonic creature, his fingers dig in my hips painfully as he sinfully grinds up against me. I know I’m going to be covered in bruises but they are Jungkook’s bruises, I’m proud to be marked up by him.

“Fuck her like she deserves to be fucked, rail her into the bed, destroy her tight little hole. Fill it up, cream pie her slutty ass hole. Make her scream your name Jungkook, claim her”

The sinister pervert in the purge mask rasps out sounding breathless.

Jungkook roughly curls his fingers in my hair and starts fucking me so hard that I’m wailing his name. The loud slaps of skin are filling the room as the bed rocks with every snap of his hips. His fingers press into my pussy, pounding into an area that almost has me screaming, is this what that psycho called the g spot earlier? It feels so good but intense.

“Fill her slutty ass up Jungkook”

The masked lunatic groans out like some crazed devil. Jungkook moans as his hand moves from my hair and sneaks underneath and starts rubbing up my clit.

“Ahhhh f-fuck, Daddy. Please”

I cry out, literal tears are falling down my cheeks as I whimper. He is so big that it’s hurting me but I don’t care, it’s Jungkook.

“Shit, gonna cum, Kitty. Orgasm for me. Do it for me, hmm be good my perfect little slut”

Jungkook pants loudly, I feel him swell inside me getting bigger. I’m overwhelmed as I shudder, my legs are shaking from overstimulation. I’m so damn close that I feel like I’m vibrating.

Jungkook leans back over me and bites savagely onto my shoulder, I snap so hard that I scream his name like I’m about to explode. A high pitch noise sounds in my ear and I don’t hear anything for a few seconds. I’m so dazed that their voices are muffled.

“Fuck yes! Ugh so sinful my slutty Kitty”

I hear Jungkook groan against my skin as he grinds his release out. I whimper from extreme overstimulation and twitch as he rubs gently on my swollen clit. Whining as I squirm against him, he shushes me and moves his hand away.

“Fuck, move!!”

I hear the masked man growl out, something wet and warm hits my back and I flinch knowing that he just came on me. My mind thinks about how it could have been worse, he could have sexually assaulted me.

I’m so exhausted and dazed that I don’t react. I hear Jungkook talking but it doesn’t really register. Someone picks me up and I feel warm water running down my body, soothing my aching muscles. Jungkook's voice reaches me in my haze.

“Good girl baby, that’s it. You were such an obedient girl for me, so sweet. Don’t worry, the man left like he said he would. We are safe now, I have locked all the windows and doors. We will change the PIN code tomorrow too. Shush Kitty, I’m just getting you cleaned up and ready for bed”

He coos at me, washing me gently as I melt against him, trusting him with my body because it’s Jungkook.

The last thing I remember before I slept was Jungkook’s warm body cuddling up to me in bed. Whispering sweet things into my neck and peppering gentle kisses on my skin. I feel safe in his arms, I always have.

“Love you my pretty Kitty, you are my precious Kitty now. I will keep you away from all of the evil things that pollute this world. Don’t you worry, Daddy will keep you safe. Safe and warm from anyone that might try to steal you away from me”

Is the last thing I hear before sleep claims me, he’s now my Jungkook and no one else is going to take him from me.

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“Thanks brother, I wasn’t about to let this one get away, she’s special and not like the others. My Kitty needed a push to admit that she wanted me. She’s mine now and she has no fucking idea about what we do or that I was in on it. I’m gonna keep this one, Jimin. If she had rejected me then she would have ended up like those other stuck up bitches. Fucked, filled and dead! I was already bored of that last bitch Jade anyway and was setting up my little Kitty as my next choice because we waited too long. But you played your part well, I manipulated her and you demanded what I really wanted to do. Never thought she would play along and confess to me though, but I could already tell as her eyes said it all. She actually wants me for me and didn’t get scared of my more deviant side. The last few days have been really good, she’s not upset by what happened either, she’s too loved up and I’ve been all over her. She’s so damn needy and desperate for my cock now, I think we turned her into a cock hungry slut. She woke me up riding me this morning. Shit, she looked so hot bouncing on my hard dick”

Jungkook groans lewdly, Jimin flashes a depraved smirk at his brother and nods agreeing with him.

“That was the best one yet, a sweet virgin. Brother, that girl's body is sinful. Never thought I’d meet such a sinfully sexy virgin, she’s something else. And she took your monster cock like a champ too, she’s perfect. Sexiest introvert I’ve ever met. But if you want my opinion, she's liked you from the start, Jungkook. She’s got a bit of a yandere vibe too, I like her. Unlike those other spiteful using cunts, as they deserved everything they got. Who do they think they are fucking rejecting us?”

Jimin rants honestly at him with an incredulous tone and Jungkook chuckles at him nodding his head slowly.

“Exactly, I was never gonna let a rich spoiled bitch reject us, not ever! They all deserved what they fucking got. After your ex bitch treated you like a toy, then publicly abused you in front of the whole college, dumping you and laughing in your face! They deserved to die. I despise all of those pretty girls who thought they were better than us. Spoilt rich whores who think they can treat men like us like little simps just because we aren’t rich. How’s Lia by the way? Do you need me to reciprocate? I do like it when they are scared little girls and cry because they are being threatened, it makes me hard. And I can now go home and take it out on my Kitty’s tight pussy afterwards”

Jungkook laughs maniacally as Jimin chuckles cruelly, replying back with a sinister grin.

“Yeah maybe, she’s playing hard to get”

“Maybe we can make tonight a yearly tradition, threatening my Kitty like that got me so turned on. I really love some non consensual. But we can get really filthy next time, do some BDSM and maybe put an O ring on her. She’s so in love with me that she won’t give a shit as long as it’s me that does it to her. Such a slutty little pet. Maybe I can drug her one night and indulge in some Somnophilia. You can watch and film it for me. Fuck, I’m hard again”

Jungkook flashes Jimin a depraved grin as he grabs at himself with a groan.

“Fuck yes, cum up her tight little ass. Get some consent and she won’t even know I’m there. She’s so infatuated with you that she will never say no, especially if you gaslight her and manipulate her into believing that you feel sick for even suggesting it but it’s now become one of your kinks. Tell her that you realised that the non consensual turned you on, that you can’t stop thinking about it and you would only ever do it with her because you love her. She will most definitely agree. You can do whatever you want to her whilst she’s knocked out”

The devilish man replies with an evil smirk plastered on his face. Jungkook smirks back as he hums in agreement with Jimin.

“Fuck, Jimin! I can imagine it already. I want to violate her in the most nasty ways, she makes me feel feral like I want to fuck her until she passes out. Cover her in my cum and my marks. I kinda want to fist her. Ugh, she’s such a perfect little slave for me, she’s so precious and subby. I wanna go choke her out on my cock right now. Did you see how sexy her butt was when it was bouncing as I railed her tight little virgin ass? The way you forced her to throw it back almost made me explode. I still remember her little cries as I destroyed her little hole, I was so horny that I’m amazed I didn’t cum right away. Her bloody soaked Pussy too, hmm that was delicious. I made her cry delicious tears and she still told me she loved me, she’s so pliable and sweet. Yes, I picked the right one this time brother, I love it when they cry but still let you hurt them. She orgasmed when I bit around her nipple too and when I bit into her neck yesterday, she’s a little pain whore, absolutely perfect”

Jungkook lewdly groans, his eyes roll back at the thought of hurting his Kitty. He sadistically chuckles about hurting her. He is a sadist after all and his Kitty is perfect for him because she is a masochistic slut.

“Hell yes, she’s gonna say yes to whatever you ask of her. I will definitely do it as I love some Somnophilia myself. As long as I can keep the video too and cum on her face this time. How about Saturday as I’m not busy then? Let me know if she agrees as I will definitely make sure that I’m available brother”

Jimin shoots him a shit eating grin when Jungkook replies “Of course, you can do what you want. But only I get to mark her or cum in her tight, sweet cunt”

“Agreed Jungkook. Okay I must go as I’m going to make a move on Lia and if I get any clear rejection we will move to phase two. We destroy her life, then her”

Jimin sinisterly plans what he’s going to do to Lia and Jungkook chuckles like a psycho, nodding. These two deviants are completely insane but enjoy what they do do much that they always discuss their evil plans beforehand. It invokes a primal instinct in both of them, the anticipation turns them on just as much.

“I’m going to go work on my Kitty as I definitely want to do some Somnophilia and I want to film the sinful scene so I can jerk off to it later on. See you later, brother”

Jungkook fist bumps Jimin and leaves to go back to Kitty’s apartment as he’s staying the night. He feels satisfied and content for the first time ever, now that his kitty is finally his. He still needs to indulge in sinful acts though, so he hopes that his Kitty will indulge his every whim.

Jungkook smirks evilly as he knows that she will never find out that his brother was the one who broke into her apartment so he could finally take her virginity. Nor can she ever find out that he has hidden cameras in her apartment and spyware on her phone and laptop. Or that he’s stolen her underwear and jerked off into her panties as he watched her masturbate through his phone. Or the fact that Jungkook and Jimin killed any man that went near her.

He doesn’t want to kill this woman, so she can’t ever know about how he stalked her for years. How he watched her as he calculatedly worked his way into her life so he could kill her after she ultimately rejected him. She was rich after all and he thought she was another spoiled princess. But he realised that she’s a perfect example of a neglected child. She has rich parents who just chuck money at their child but ignore her. So she has abandonment issues, many issues that helped him work his way into her lonely introverted life. As all those men that ghosted her really dented her self esteem and only helped him get closer to her. He threatened them or killed them though, so there is that. He giggles to himself as he thinks about all those dead bodies chucked down that old abandoned well.

Maybe she can be his wife seeing as she’s so naive and easy to manipulate, he thinks. If she agrees to all of his demands then he decides that he will marry her. Jungkook needs someone who can handle his deviant tendencies. Who will wait at home for him like a good girl.

“Hey Kitty, I’m back my love. Come give your boyfriend a kiss and cuddle, I missed having you close already. Hmm I love you so much”

Jungkook says in a sickly sweet voice as he opens his arms. She melts into his arms and the submission is immediate. He flashes a malevolent smirk into her hair as he fervently sniffs at it groaning like some pervert.

“Baby, I want to talk about something that I realised earlier. It happened because of that psycho and I know that you are mature enough to understand that this is just a kink. But I realised that I have a non consensual kink, but only with you it seems. I’m ashamed to say that it turned me on to be forced to do things to you and if you give me the right to do non consensual then it’s not really non con anymore is it? It’s dub con or consensual non con. And I know that you are such an amazing girlfriend that you will agree to help me. And it’s only you that I would want to do this with anyway. I wanna chase you and force you down at some point too. Maybe we can plan this for Saturday, So I want to drug you and fuck you, you will let me. . . right my sweet darling?”

Her demeanour changes immediately and her breathing gets a little faster, she squirms in his arms as he smirks evilly into her neck licking and sucking at her soft skin. Jungkook knows that he has her. Mind, body and soul. The precious whine she emits as he fists her hair makes the answer to that question a definite yes. But still he growls out “Answer me Kitty!” In a stern voice and she whines out “Yes Daddy, ahhh I’m green”

Jungkook groans like the deviant he is and starts frantically stripping her, he knows her cute little pussy is really sore from how long he railed her into the bed last night. He can’t get enough of her. So he’s going to fuck her ass again and finally get a suck from her, it’s about time. . . . he’s waited long enough to choke her out on his cock. A cruel smirk appears on his face as he thinks about how obedient she is, he finally got a rich girl to be his little pet. Instead of being treated like a pet himself.

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[multifandoms27-blog]

Hey! I saw your poll on Dungeon Meshi fanfics and wanted to ask if you could write a little fluffy something about fem reader x Laios? Idk, maybe they’re forced to share a sleeping bag in the dungeon and end up cuddling or kissing or something like that? I’m really desperate for some Laios fluff because all the ffs I found so far are really smutty haha. Anyway, hope you’re doing well and thanks for taking the time to read this <3

OHHH MY GOD MY FIRST DUNGEON MESHI REQUEST LETS GOOOO

Content: Laios Touden x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: I haven't written something in months so sorry if this is weird!!! This is also my first time writing Laios so please excuse me if he's OOC

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Today had been awful for you. Laios had gotten your party into a bunch of trouble today with monsters. First, a giant man-eating plant cocooned you and Marcille, leaving the boys to have to save you two. Then, a slime dropped on your head, ruining your clothes and sleeping bag. Then finally, as you were washing your traveling clothes and sleeping bag, fucking Laios ran past you while chasing after a walking mushroom, splashing mud onto your new clean clothes.

You had yelled out in frustration when Laios had ran past you, causing him to stop and turn around and lose the mushroom.

"(Y/n)? What's wrong?" He asked.

"You wanna know what's wrong, Laios?! This whole day! It all sucks! There's no way I'll be able to wash and dry my sleeping bag and my traveling clothes by morning now!" You yelled, pointing between the tall man and your dirty laundry.

Laios blinked a few times, the gears turning in his head. "I have a solution."

"What, Laios? What could you possibly have? It's not like you have a machine that can wash and dry these in, oh I don't know, two hours?" You were incredibly frustrated.

"Well, no, but...I can give up my sleeping bag and some of my clothes for you." Laios spoke sheepishly.

All at once, your anger dissipated. "Wait, Laios, no. I'm just frustrated at today. You don't need to give me anything at all."

"Well, it's been my fault all this stuff happened to you anyway," Laios rubbed the back of his neck. "Let me just do this for you."

Blinking a few times yourself, you weighed your options. Laios was the party leader. He needed his rest and proper clothing in order to function in this dungeon. But, did you really want to sleep on the dirty floor and dirty yourself and another pair of clothes? Sighing, you nodded.

"Fine. But that doesn't mean I feel good about you sleeping on the ground."

"Who said I was sleeping on the ground?" Laios scratched his cheek softly.

You paused and stared up at him. He gave you a soft smile and a hopeful look. Probably hoping you'd still say yes, now knowing what you know.

"What...wait...aren't...isn't your sleeping bag for one?" You stuttered.

"Well yeah, but I figure if we sleep on our sides, we'll act like one whole person and it'll be fine!" Laios grinned.

Your heart began to thump wildly in your chest. Sharing a sleeping bag...with Laios...in front of the group...you'd never hear the end of it! Maybe Senshi would leave you alone, but Marcille and Chilchuck would definitely tease you and ask about your feelings for Laios.

Feelings...you had some for Laios, but you never got the chance to give it a label. You didn't know if it was a one-off feeling, or a big fat crush on the blond tall man in front of you.

"Hello? Earth to (Y/n)?" Laios waves his hand in front of your face.

Blinking a few times, you sigh. "Alright, we can share a sleeping bag."

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The rest of the day came and went, with your clothes being hung up to dry through the night. Everybody got in their sleeping bags aside from Senshi, who had first watch tonight. Laios got in his bag and laid on his side, keeping the other side open and looking up at you with such hopeful eyes.

"Wait, (Y/n), if your sleeping bag is drying, where are you going to sleep?" Marcille asked, snug in her sleeping bag.

"She's sleeping with me." Laios stated matter-of-factly.

Silence fell over the camp, until Marcille and Chilchuck screamed "WHAT?!"

Senshi however, pat Laios' head. "Good job finally gaining some courage, Laios."

"Wha- Senshi!" Laios blushed, waving the dwarf off. "Come on, (Y/n), it's warm in here."

Taking a deep breath in and out, you walked towards him and got into the bag next to him, making sure to face him. "There...are you happy?"

"The happiest."

Laios then leaned forward and gave you a peck on the forehead. Your face went beet red, steam blowing out of your ears. Marcille and Chilchuck both screamed again, then began calling Laios things like pervert, and demanding Marcille share a sleeping bag with you instead.

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After everyone calmed down, and gone to bed (except Senshi), you thought Laios was asleep. Your own eyes were closed, but you could barely sleep with how hard your heart was pumping in your chest. The sleeping bag was snug, it forced Laios to wrap his arms around your body.

You kept thinking about his forehead kiss earlier. Did he like you? Did you like him? Or was he doing that to try to help you feel better? He wasn't the greatest at social cues...

"(Y/n)?" Laios whispered. "You still awake?"

"...Yeah." You opened your eyes to see him already staring at you.

"What're you thinking about?"

"Honestly? The way you kissed me earlier." You explained.

Laios smiled and leaned in a little closer. "Want me to do it again?"

"Where is this confidence coming from?" You asked.

"Well...I just...saw an opportunity and took it. See, it's kind of like cooking monsters. You have to find the right temperature to cook it, find the right about of time to cook it as well, find the-" Laios was interrupted...

...by you leaning in and kissing him softly on the mouth. You were sure of your feelings for Laios now. You had a big crush on the blond tall man.

Laios was surprised, but moved one of his hands to the back of your head, pulling you in impossibly closer. Slowly, you both pulled away, looking each other in the eyes deeply.

"(Y/n)..." Laios whispered.

"Laios..." You whispered.

"Laios." Chilchuck warned. "I can hear everything."

"Laios," Senshi walked up to the bag. "Your turn on watch."

The blond man sighs and carefully maneuvers out of the sleeping bag, but as he gets out, his foot gets caught on the hoop that closes the sleeping bag and entirely rips it down the side. You and him look at each other before you sheepishly speak up.

"Guess we'll be using mine for a while." You sighed.

Laios gave you a smile and longingly held his hand out. "I'll be back for you. Sleep well."

"I can attempt." You chuckle, finally settling in for the night.

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Here's my Dungeon Meshi Masterlist in case you wanna request something!

[nyxvaledoeswriting]

Day 1: Steer

Really really heckin late, but since I'm just doing this for me, I wanted to post it anyways! FFXIV Write 2024

Rated G, no ships (crushes mentioned). Wuk Lamat and my lalafell Cocobi talk about Cocobi's... stature.

“How does someone of your stature wield weapons like those of my brother?” Wuk Lamat’s words were genuine and clearly not intended to be insulting.

Nonetheless, her friends nearby grew tense as if preparing for a bomb to go off.

Instead, Cocobi chuckled in response and pulled out her viper swords with ease. They were as tall as her and probably just as sharp as her as well. Cocobi didn’t get questions like this often, more people were focused on her height rather than her intricate weapons she had created with her own hands.

“They aren’t the same size as Zoraal Ja’s swords. They were made ‘specially for me,” she explained, puffing out her chest in pride.

“Oh, that is so interesting! May I hold them?” Wuk Lamat asked with a blush adorning her cheeks.

Cocobi considered Wuk Lamat for a moment. It wasn’t as if Cocobi was selfish by any means, but to her, her weapons were sacred. She wasn’t one to hand off her swords enthusiastically.

But Wuk Lamat was starting to turn into somewhat of an exception. It felt like every rule, every wall Cocobi had carefully crafted for her guarded heart disintegrated the more time she spent with the Hrothgar. She also wasn’t blind when it came to Wuk Lamat’s… infatuation with her.

“Oh! My apologies if I’ve come across as rude. Your weapons just look so… so cute and I-” Wuk Lamat’s nostrils flared and her eyes grew sparkly, “and you look so adorable wielding them!” After a beat, she was quick to put out both hands and shake them vigorously in embarrassment. “Wait, no, not adorable, no- I m-meant in-in-” she glanced towards Erenville for help but he turned his gaze away with a whistle. “Indomitable! Yes, that’s the word!”

An eruption of giggles stemmed from behind Cocobi and she did her best to ignore them. Many people had called her ‘adorable’ and ‘cute’ in her lifetime, after all. Most were content to akin her to a child, even with her impressive deeds and title of warrior of light. It was much worse in Tural where lalafells were basically nonexistent.

Cocobi hated the stereotypes forced upon her race, absolutely loathed them. Anytime someone would even begin to bring up anything about her being small, she would get extremely annoyed at them. So much so, that all her friends knew not to say anything of the sort.

But when such a thing came from Wuk Lamat; she knew she didn’t say it to make fun of her or to treat Cocobi like a child. No, this was just Wuk Lamat blurting out what was on her mind. No matter how embarrassing.

Such puppy love doesn’t last though, at least once the sheen of her titles and achievements wore away. In the end, Cocobi was just someone to look up to. A fabled hero up on an unreachable pedestal. A lonely, shitty pedestal.

But it was her responsibility, no, her duty to help blossoming heroes like Wuk Lamat reach their full potential. To steer her with a steady, guiding hand until the day came that Wuk Lamat could stand on her own.

And no matter how much it could possibly hurt her, destroy her even, Cocobi would not stray from her destined path.

A hero such as her had no choice.

[siriuslysatorusimping]

I just wanted to thank you for sharing your story. I love it by the way, are they going to make their relationship official? Oh they will continue as they are.

Thank you for reading!! I'm so glad people are enjoying my story 🥹🥹 And thank you for your question!! I've answered below the cut because it turned into a rant that I didn't mean to let happen...

OKAY, so this is gonna be a long response and I apologize in advance for this RANT. There will be a TLDR at the bottom for your convenience 😂 I have thought about these two A LOT. I have an entire section in my doc for this story for notes like this lol...

So, my intention with this story was to make it a real Friends with Benefits where they're both on the same page and it doesn't completely explode because one of them catches feelings and can't take it anymore. Will feelings be caught? Oh, absolutely they've already started to-.

I started the story really early in the timeline because I wanted to give them time for their friendship to develop, even if it looks more like a romantic relationship than a friendship. But I have this planned out all the way to where the manga is, post-Shibuya and post-Culling Games. Some of this is already written. I'll say that the very first thing I wrote for them is a part that will be set post-Shibuya.

They're going to become each others' haven of sorts over the years, and will slowly quit sleeping with other people casually without even realizing it. And neither will really mention it because they don't see it as something important to bring up. He never dates others anyway, only casual hookups, and she dates casually but never for long because she doesn't want to risk committing to someone she couldn't be honest with about her work.

Basically, the end goal for them is for it to be natural for them to realize that what they have is actually a romantic relationship without a label and decide to label it. But they're going to struggle a lot with that concept. Their communication will start to falter there because she won't bring it up, believing it would never be something he would want and he will have absolutely no clue how to bring it up.

Gojo is Gojo and having an official relationship isn't what he wants, or so he thinks.

And Rinko believes that he's destined for things that are too great and important for her to even be a footnote in. As the years go on, she will essentially force herself to believe that she is content to be by his side as his friend. It's going to take a lot of convincing from him to change her mind on this.

Rinko has already resigned herself to two things about him where we are in the story:

Gojo Satoru doesn't do feelings beyond lust and she tells herself she isn't arrogant enough to believe she could change that about him. She does probably too good of a job sticking to this.

- She'll end up hurting his feelings quite a few times when she expects him to be way more selfish than he ends up being with her and he's hurt to learn that's how she sees him even though he knows she has every reason to do so.

- This will also lead to a few issues because she's very guarded with him. She has huge defenses with him when it comes to seeing anything sweet or selfless that he does as anything but a carefree impulse that means nothing (we will be finding out the reason for this in a few upcoming parts that y'all aren't gonna like me for...) which will also end up hurting his feelings later on in their friendship.

- There will be an entire WAREHOUSE worth of unpacking for Rinko when she finally realizes that Gojo doesn't do those kinds of things at all for anyone else. Much less on impulse because he doesn't have selfless impulses with anyone else the way he does with her. But this bitch is just gonna rent a larger warehouse and pretend she's never heard of it even when Gojo literally shows her the receipt proving she paid for it.

2. There are walls he just can't take down with anyone. Can't get himself to do it because it's too much after he was so close to Geto and it hurt him so much when he lost him

- As a small spoiler, their biggest conflicts will always lead back to Geto. Every single real disagreement they have over the course of their friendship will lead, in some way, back to Geto.

Okay so I'm forcing myself to stop here.

TLDR: Eventually, they will make their relationship official. But it's going to be a very, very long time and many years of friendship with a lot of sexy times 😅

[cigarettesandinevitablebetrayal]

A/N: A day late and a dollar short. I ended up scrapping the original version of this chapter and rewriting it, hence the lateness. I'm still not sold on the ending of this one, but I don't want to postpone another day, and I think the content of this one will always ring hard for me.

Raine Callaghan doesn’t know what to make of Rebecca Sinclair most days. They had a good relationship once, but that was a long time ago. A death in the family will do that, he supposes.

Rated M for mature themes such as parental death, dysfunctional families, child neglect, implied violence, and very brief mentions to the North Irish Troubles.

Other Tags: Kid Fic, Growing Up, Time Skips, Canon Divergence (Alternate Backstory), Tragedy, and Hopeful Ending.

Masterpost | AO3

Chapter 6: Keep Me Safe Against Them All

Royal Victoria Hospital, Belfast, 1994

Even before Ciaran opens his eyes, the room is too bright. Harsh fluorescent lights sear through his eyelids. There’s a steady rhythm of beeping from something near him. As he slips back into the waking world, he becomes more and more aware of the steady throbbing of pain in his limbs and ribs. He opens his eyes, wincing as the lights burn spots into his vision, and swears as the movement tugs a sharp pressure at his lips. Screwing his eyes shut, he brings his hands up to the place in his top lip that feels as though it’s pulled too taut. Stitches. He has stitches. When he goes to tongue at them lightly from the other side, he realizes he's missing a sizable chunk of his tooth.

Slowly, he forces his eyes open. The room around him is sparkling sterile white. White walls, white floors, white ceiling panels, fluorescent lights glowing their incessant, violent white. Even the bed he's on is white, with white sheets and a scratchy white blanket to boot. It's all too bright. He vaguely glances down, as much as he can before his neck protests the treatment, to see his ribs are wrapped. Are a few broken? Must be, judging by the way it hurts to breathe.

"You're finally awake." The voice is familiar, though he hasn't properly heard it in years. He looks up to the far side of the room, where a plain beige chair is placed beside the window. Rebecca sits hunched in it. There are dark circles beneath her eyes and her hair is falling from the tight bun she usually keeps it in. She looks as though she hasn’t slept in a couple days.

"Rebecca?" he manages to say, his voice rasping with lack of use. How long was he out? "I thought you were busy until August."

"I requested a leave of absence." Something in her tone reads wrong, but Ciaran doesn't push it. She never tells him anything about her job, anyway. “The hospital called me when they couldn’t get in touch with Bishop.”

Ciaran flinches at Bishop’s name. He regrets it immediately as Rebecca narrows her eyes at him. She gets up from the chair and approaches the bed, her heels clicking across the linoleum in that familiar measured gait. Ciaran avoids her gaze. He doesn’t really want to answer any questions that she’s going to ask. He doesn’t want to tell her how he has no idea where his aunt is or how he managed to land both he and Eoin-

His gaze snaps up and away from his hands, up towards Rebecca. Up this close, he can see the exhaustion worn on her face, the red rimming her eyes. He wonders how long she’s been here, waiting on him to wake up. Surely not that long.

“Where’s Eoin?” he asks, shoving down the worry that’s crawling up his throat. Surely if he’s on the mend, so is Eoin.

This time, Rebecca flinches. Or, rather, she flinches as much as she ever has: a twitch at the corner of her eye and the slightest tug of her frown, her face turning just slightly away. “He’s in his own room down the hall,” she says at last. When she meets his eyes again, there’s a hard edge there. She feels so much colder. He remembers when she used to smile at him. It wasn’t so long ago. He wishes he knew what changed. He wishes he didn’t care. “He hasn’t woken up yet.”

No, no that doesn’t make sense. Eoin shouldn’t still be unconscious if he isn’t.

“You’re very lucky,” Rebecca says, though the tone of her voice says neither of them feel particularly lucky at the moment. “The doctors were uncertain if you would come to after the state you arrived in.” She levels another tense look at him, her lips pressed into a fine line as though she doesn’t want to say what she’s preparing to. “Ciaran…I am going to ask you a question and I want you to answer it honestly.”

Ciaran’s heart sinks into the pit of his stomach like a pocketful of stones. He doesn’t want to explain why they’re both in hospital. He doesn’t want to explain that he’s been sneaking off halfway across town to see some Protestant girl he’s not even certain he’s interested in.  Not when he’s supposed to be keeping an eye on Eoin.

“When was the last time you saw your aunt?”

It’s not the question he expected. Somehow it’s worse. There’s no good answer for it, he knows, and she’ll be disappointed in what he has to say. He shifts as best he can in the thin mattress without upsetting his bruises. “Almost a year,” he mumbles.

There’s a particular pacing to the next couple of breaths she takes, as though she’s having to count to calm down between each inhale and exhale. Finally, she says, “Bishop has been missing for almost a year and you didn’t think to tell me?”

Something snaps in Ciaran at the patronizing tone. How dare she think she has the right to make him feel small, to feel a fool? What does she even care? It’s not as though she’s treated him like family recently. Her last letter was over a year ago, despite him continuing to write to her. A foolish hope he couldn’t quash, that she might find some time in her busy schedule to reply.

“Would you have cared if I had told you?” he spits the words out, his tone bitter and sharp on his own tongue.

Rebecca draws back slightly, pulling her shoulders back, and her expression pinches as though he’s struck her. “Would I have cared to know that you were alone? Taking care of yourself in your aunt’s stead? Of course I would.”

“You haven’t been here!” he shouts, throwing his arm wide and ignoring when his ribs and shoulder scream in protest. “This is the first time I’ve actually seen you in three years - and apparently that takes putting myself in hospital to get you here.” 

Rebecca takes a deep breath. "You're right," her voice soft, softer than Ciaran has heard it since he was little. But when she looks at him, her expression brooks no argument. This isn't his stepmother Rebecca standing here now. This is Agent Sinclair. "That is why, as soon as you're discharged, you'll be coming to Wayhaven with me."

Raine’s jaw goes slack. He tries and fails to find any words that adequately sum up how he feels about it. He settles on, “You can’t be fucking serious.”

“Watch your language, Ciaran,” she snaps, but he’s already interrupting her.

“I’m almost an adult.” He doesn’t raise his voice, but he comes close. The cut in his lips pulls painfully, but he ignores the twinging. “You don’t get to just tell me what to do.”

Rebecca steps closer, resting her hands on the railing of his bed. She leans over until she is staring down imperiously at him. “You are not an adult yet, and you are still my son.” She straightens back up, tugging her lapels back into place. He opens his mouth to argue, but she holds up a hand, and something in her expression makes him stop dead. “This is not up for debate.”

[weaimtomaim]

🩹🎆⛓👽

My Opinion On...

🩹 reblog karma

I don't strictly enforce it, and I don't mind if people reblog askbox memes from me rather than the source. I do try to send things when I see people on my dash reblogging them, even when I don't end up reblogging it myself. Sending an emoji or symbol or number takes two seconds and it'll probably make someone happy, so why not? Ones that require a more personalized addition from the sender can be a bit more difficult it you don't know the other muse super well, but for those I might see what others have sent in and build off that.

Anyways. I do it, I don't expect it from others, but also I'd encourage everyone to do it anyway because that's how you foster communities 👍

🎆 magic anons

I can be picky about them. I don't feel beholden to every one that comes into my askbox, and will delete or refuse them if I don't like them. I don't tend to like ones that are like "you turn into a bird!!" or whatever. That's just not interesting or fun to me. I'm a little burnt out on "forced to tell the truth" ones at the moment too, just because there were a string of those in a row a while back. But I'd accept something like that again in the future!

Something I'd personally like to do is send more M!A's, because I've not done it very often. Group ones/ones that get passed around are fun, but it'd also be interesting to devise more specific or personal ones for certain muses. Maybe one day!

⛓ RP timelines

I'll be honest, I'm not exactly sure what this means lol. So I'll try to touch on what I think the possibilities could be.

Timeline/time skips within a thread: I'm totally cool with skipping past parts if all parties involved are down. We don't have to go through every second of what happens.

Blog timeline differences: As in, some people RP muses as set within canon, others are post-canon. Whatever is fine by me, so long as it's clear on your blog. I usually keep my muses where they are in their own timeline unless I decide with the other mun(s) that we're doing a past or future thread.

👽 AUs

AUs are great! I've not really indulged in many on this blog, but I'm certainly down to discuss possibilities with people! Anything from just a single thread or a whole plot that could span several and involve multiple muns/blogs. I will say, I'm not super interested in ones that involve the Combaticons no longer being transformers. I've done humanformers before, and it was fun, but I'm here for the robots 🤷‍♀️ I see that fae AU several people are involved in, and I am content to just watch from the sidelines personally :)

[biki-hates-blizzard]

Aleph-Point א

Unsurprisingly...the World of Warcraft suffers from extreme powercreep, which shows the most in its constantly changing mythology.

Between bouts of refusing to acknowledge that the Shadowlands expansion ever happened...I have to contend with it being the aleph-point for the in-game universe.

Currently.

And it's from this foundation, I will begin building forward--first by examining the Xel'naga First Ones. The First Ones represent the quintessential cosmic forces from which magic, and the universe at large, springs.

"Current" in-game speculation says that there were probably six Xel'naga First Ones who...simply just "existed," and eventually came together to craft the six governing forces of reality--Light, Void, Order, Disorder, Life, and Death--and the pantheons which embody them. They did this with the all-encompassing power of m a t h.

Fuck. That's my one weakness, dammit!

Who could ever, possibly, in this universe or others--understand the deep intricacies of...mathical power?

Wait-- Wait. Tso tells me...there are do this for a living? Even just for fun? And they're call mathmagicians? OH, MATHEMATICIANS.

Well, I guess that sucks all the magical mystery out of the First Ones.

Anyway, I keep saying "current" because every couple of expansions--Warcraft realizes that players are too strong and so they trap themselves in a cycle of having to create new layers to the layers already existing, accidentally retconning something in the process.

Now their hope is that they can--oh wait, a second; they just changed everybody's levels and the level-caps, I sure hope nobody worked too hard to get to Level 200 before being told they were Level 60 now.

All right.

We can fix this issue very easily.

Very easily.

How?

The magical, mythical, amazing power of...

" Shutting the hell up. "

The article for the First Ones (and Magic, actually) uses this word a lot: "Mystery." But the problem with trying to create a sense of mystery, especially when you have the sort of habit that--Blizzard has--of so vehemently trying to insert answers, for everything, that they systemically strip away all agency and identity that anything and everything in the setting has managed to garner...is that there will be absolutely no mystery leftover. And that this word "mystery" is just kind of a teaser for content that will be inevitably provided (for an additional $50 ~ $90 USD.)

So, here is how I am going to...end the issue of power-creep within the setting AND do away with the nonsense of "mystery":

I'm not going to write out anything for the First Ones.

I'm not going to write out anything for the Titans. (Who made the worlds, but are also actually the worlds, but it turns out didn't make the worlds?)

Nor for the Old Gods. (Not to be confused with the First Ones, because they're different but also mysterious; except not really, we killed all of them?)

Instead, these will be considered religion. Lore. Knowledge which people kill each other over, in their grand and delusional pursuit of trying to prove themselves more correct than their peers through violence. Ah...people.

The Americanism Aspect

...You know, it would just feel absolutely awful if I spent $100 or so a year--for twenty years--to keep up with content and then someone manages to just get their hands on all of it for a singular price of $100--except I get to enjoy the knowledge that every time a new expansion comes out, there's a whole host of content that just gets thrown into oblivion, never to be experienced by anyone who wasn't a loyal fan from the start... Oh dear.)

I hadn't even realized that the true reason behind Blizzard releasing "Classic" was because of lost content. And this money-making game of theirs actually uh...perpetuated a divide among fans, instilling a sense of fanaticism and elitism in what should just be...a community.

Sounds just like America. (You're going to see this trend...a LOT...on this blog.)

...sigh...

Okay, y'all. I really didn't expect to already get into this portion of the blog, so soon. But here we are, demonstrating the troublesome parallels that the very fundaments of the game and the setting have to Americanism. Americanism--that's my attempt at finding a term for the unique brand of divisive capitalism which commandeers the United States, fooling the leftwing and rightwing fanbases into pitched battles on Twitter (and the streets) while the corporations who own their merchandise just keep getting fucking richer and richer by stoking their fires. New and old fans will always be pitted against each other, because instead of providing content--Blizzard is providing its pet fanbase with a ceaseless flow of limited-edition treats. Not even really content, at this point, just fuel.

If you haven't been following from the start, you're shit out of luck. If you have been following from the start, you're still shit out of luck--because the character(s) you fell in love with are going to change completely in the next expansion, because Blizzard takes offense to a character having any sort of verisimilitude or agency to them.

Fuck you, Blizzard.

[luvyeni]

Hi omg I LOVED ur perv jisung fics! I was wondering if u could do one where he tries out different stuff with his partner bc um corruption kink? ... it's up to you if ur comfy or not with it tho! <3

LOLLIPOP; PARK JISUNG

pairings. pervbf!jisung x fem!reader

wc. 1.1k

warnings. corruption kink, oral (m. recieving), hand job, facial, reader has a oral fixation

i hope you like it 💓 !

jisung teaching you something new after seeing you eating a lollipop.

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jisung was losing all restraints, as he watched you, your eyes stared down at your phone as you sat on the couch sucking on a lollipop.

he so desperately wanted to take that lollipop out your mouth, and replace it with his cock, fucking your face until he shot his load all over your plump lips.

he knew it was wrong, to think so inappropriately about his sweet girlfriend when you weren't doing anything wrong to provoke him, but he couldn't help it, everytime you moved the candy out your mouth, his cock got harder and harder.

he couldn't take it anymore, sitting down next to you. "baby." you turned your head, sweet innocence eyes bright; mouth stuffed, lips red from the sweet treat , sending jisung's mind into a even bigger spiral. "yes ji?" you were killing him...

"come." he patted his lap, you smiled, crawling into his lap. you wrapped your arms around his neck, lollipop still in your mouth. "is it good?" he held the stick of the candy.

"mhm, it's cherry." you were cute, so unaware that your boyfriend wanted to see you all teary eyed while he forced his cock down your throat.

"you want one?" he shook his head decline, "i'm fine love." he slowly moved the lollipop in and out of your mouth. "fuck." he cursed under his breath, watching you just take it with a smile, you definitely had a undiscovered oral fixation that you hadn't figured out yet, he was about to help you discover it.

"j...jisung, you're-" you pointed down to his pants. "hard? yes baby, im hard." he sighed as you began to grind down on it. "i..is this okay?" fuck of course it was okay, his girlfriend grinding her cute pussy against his hard cock, he could could do this until he cums, but he wants something else... he wants you on your knees, doing exactly what you were doing to that lollipop.

"baby, you know i love when we do this, but i want to try something else." you cocked your head to the side. "do you want to do the other thing?" you said shyly, he chuckled, cupping your cheek with one of his handa.

"no baby, something else." he used his other, pulling the lollipop out of your mouth, you whined, making his cock swell and his suspicions about your undiscovered kink even more believable.

"do you love me baby?" he moved his thumb across your bottom lip. "you know i do sungie, very much." he smiled. "then be a good girl and trust me okay?" you nodded, and he tapped the bottom of your lip.

"open up for me baby." his eyes grew sharp and dark as you slowly opened your mouth, letting him slowly push his thumb in. "that's it, good girl, now suck." you closed around his thumb, sucking on, closing your eyes sighing in content.

"princess, do you like sucking on my thumb like that?" he had to restrain himself from pushing his thumb as far as it could go down your throat, you definitely had a oral fixation. "mhm." he groaned, pulling his thumb out of your mouth, smirking when you moaned, eyes glosses over.

"baby let's try something else." he said. "get on your knees for me baby." you were confused, he could tell, but you listened to him anyway. "why am i down here?"

"because i'm gonn teach you something new." he cupped your cheek again. "i'm gonna teach you how to suck my cock." he said so bluntly. "you're gonna let me teach you?" you nodded, so compliant, willing to do whatever he asked, even if that was allowing him to cum on your face.

"good fucking girl."

he sat back, opening his legs, letting you slot yourself in between them. "unbuckle my jeans princess." you nervously grabbed his buckle of his jeans, pulling them down just enough, looking at him for the next instructions.

"good job, now take it angel, take my cock out for me." you followed instructions, pulling out his hard cock, holding it in your hand, he was about to cum like a virgin having his first time.

"good baby, good, now slowly move your hand up and down." he bit his lip, throwing his head against the couch as your hand started to move. "f...fuck."

"am i doing a good job?" he looked down, almost shooting his load all over your hand, your eyes blinking up at him, so innocent compared to what you were doing.

"yes you are baby, let's try something else though, spit on it, spit on my cock angel." you gathered spit in your mouth, letting it fall out of your mouth on to his bright red tip.

"o...oh fuck, baby yes, keep moving your hand up and down." he gathered all your hair into a makeshift ponytail. "i want you to try and take my cock okay? don't try and take all of baby, i know it's too big for your little mouth."

he took the base of cock out of your hand, guiding it to your lips, tapping his red tip on your red matching lips from the lollipop. "open up princess." you opened your mouth, and he guiding his cock into your mouth.

"mmh fuck! your little mouth feels so good, try and take some more." he pushed your head down a little more, his cock hitting the back of your throat making you gag. "breath through your nose love." he held your hair, maneuvering it up and down on his cock.

jisung was barely holding it together from fucking your throat, maybe next time. "now grab what you can't fit, and jerk me off." he let your hair go, so you could do it by yourself. "yeahhh, just like that." he groaned. "watch your teeth."

he looked down, his hip slightly bucking up at the sight he so desperately wanted to see from the very beginning, your tear stained mascara ruined eyes, fucked out from gagging on his cock.

"oh fuck! fuck im gonna cum, nghh!" he pulled you off, hold your lips close against his cock as he jerked his cock off until cum spurted out of his tip, landing on your lips, some getting on your cheek and eyes.

"shit." he tapped his tip on your lips. "did it feel good sungie?" your voice horse from the abuse on your throat.

he looked down at your fucked out, cum-stained face. "it felt so fucking good." he pulled out his phone, taking a few photos for later.

"you look so pretty with cum on your face."

©️LUVYENI

[carbondioxidewater]

hello >_< part 2 hihi

I apologize in advance, I got a little carried away lmao. hope this is still somewhat enjoyable, as I said, I'm not familiar with writing smut. 🌸🌷

warnings: nsfw, eren x fem!reader, age gap, slightly obsessive/possesive eren?, slight stalking, fingering, oral (m! & f!receiving), belly bulge, unprotected sex, explicit sexual content, feelings involved (🤮)

word count: 7K

Senses (Pt. 2)

The next day you woke up with instant regret. You felt embarassed at your acts the night before, you weren't really yourself and you did not know why, you were confused of that unknown and unrecognizable side of yours. You did not dare to leave your room until you heard the front door close, meaning your two visitors left.

You went straight into the kitchen and drank a cold glass of water, the room reminding you of how you were bent over the window seat a few hours ago. But why were you feeling some type of excitement in your stomach?

No no no, shut down those feelings, you thought to yourself when you felt your core throbbing.

You took your phone into your hand and called your friends, telling them everything about last night and hoping they would judge you so much that you would never dare to speak to Eren again, because you knew something inside of you was aching for his touch and you were not liking it, or so you pretended.

Much to your dismay though, your friends squealed in excitement and asked you for all the details.

"I told you you just needed the right person, all the others were just big ass losers, unable to make you cum properly. This Eren apparently knows how to do it." your friend cheered.

Deep down you were kind of relieved that they were rooting for you, not wanting to let go of this fresh, exciting self-discovery that you wanted to explore further.

"I still have doubts though, I mean he's so young. He probably only wants to get me in bed too." you were concerned.

"But isn't that what you want? You don't want anything serious anyways, do you?" your other friend asked.

"Of course not, I've had enough of that. But is it really okay for me to go after it? I feel like I'm using him for his body."

"And he isn't?"

"Yes, but I'm the older one, the mature one. I shouldn't lust after someone younger, I should know better, act better. Also, he's in a whole another phase of life. I don't know, I just feel weird." you admitted, but your friends quickly talked you out of it.

"At the end of the day, he is a grown up too. Plus, he isn't even that young, but I know what you mean. If you feel so uncomfortable, then don't do it. But keep in mind that he knows what he does. He knows you were the stepmom of his best friend, and he still goes after it. He isn't innocent."

You thought about her words before responding.

"Yeah, I don't know..."

"And didn't it feel good? Wasn't he forcing you to look at the moon? That's so intense." she asked and your face turned red at the thought of it.

"Ugh, it did! It felt amazing, I can't even put it into words-..I've just never felt something like this. I never had someone to eat me out, and in complete silence at that! And his tongue! Oh my god-" you enthusiastically exclaimed, not noticing how you were basically worshipping Eren and you couldn't see it, but at the end of the lines, your friends were smiling to themselves.

"See? You want it, he wants it...Just do what you want and don't overthink too much." they declared and left you indecisive.

"I guess...Let's wait and see." you figured, kind of aware of the fact that they probably didn't have the best influence on you.

"Ahhhh, I want to see what he looks like so bad. I'm sure he is a sight, by the way you described him." your friend wondered.

"I don't have a picture unfortunately, but I can guarantee you he is."

"Doesn't he have any socials?" they further questioned, but you couldn't tell.

"I don't know, I don't even know his last name..." you admitted, wondering if you ever even knew or if you simply forgot about it.

A few days later, you were working in your office as usual, bringing around your new design of a closet and leaving work on time. You were one of the top employees, always hard-working and had long years of service behind you, which, together with your charisma and charming beauty, contributed to your promotion as the co-CEO plus your newly found selection as the face of the company. You didn't know what you were getting yourself into when your colleagues voted for you as the poster girl, but apparently it was just some upcoming photoshoot to advertise your business. Easy.

Heading home, you texted your friends when suddenly someone bumped into you. You looked up and, to your shock, it was Eren.

"Oops, sorry." he said, looked down at you, his lips slightly parted, and continued his way.

???

Did he just ignore you? He definitely recognized you. Turning around to take a look at him, you realized he didn't even bother to look back to you, casually walking down the street while your gaze spiked his back.

You were confused. And even more when you started having dirty dreams with him as the protagonist, waking up aroused almost every morning at this point. What was it with him that didn't let you go?

You knew obviously, but you didn't want to obsess over it, especially since he apparently didn't think much of it himself, considering he ignored you as if you were nothing to him. That's why you didn't even tell your friends about this small incident.

The next time you saw him was after work again, sitting in the metro and working on your laptop, you didn't notice him sitting right in front of you and staring at you in silence while your eyes were on your screen.

You never noticed when he was sitting to your opposite, literally staring holes into you as he enjoyed your concentrated expression. He's been doing it for a while already and now that he got a taste of your sweet little pussy, he just can't stop scanning your thighs, your stretching, semi-transparent tights testing his self-control.

He always got up before your station, moving to the other end of the train and waiting for you to hop off before following you on your way home, making sure you'd be safe.

Only this time, you exceptionally looked up from your screen, his smirking self already looking at you while his arm was around the shoulders of the girl next to him. Your heart dropped to your feet and started beating uncontrollably the very next second, eyes taking a quick glance at the foreign girl who seemed to be too distracted by her phone to witness Eren's obtrusive behaviour, before looking down your screen again.

You couldn't concentrate though, too furious at the bold male who didn't stop ogling you until you almost missed your station, hastily exiting this uncomfortable encounter.

Eren excused himself, leaving the girl on the train on her own and quickly following you.

He called your name but you didn't stop, you're a grown woman and didn't have time for such trivial games.

"Hey-.." he ran up to you and you thought he would say anything to clear up this whole situation, but instead he asked for something else.

"Can you give that to Miles? You'll see him today, won't you? Didn't have time to drop it off myself, I've been pretty busy..." he handed you a small package and scratched behind his ear.

Does he really pretend as if nothing happened between the two of you?

You decided to play along, smiling broadly up at him.

"Sure, leave it to me."

And with that, you parted ways, calling your friends as soon as you arrived at home and updating them, deciding to give a lucky guy a chance to take you out tonight to get Eren out of your mind once and for all.

You responded to one of your many devotees, meeting him at the bar after turning down his offer to pick you up, you didn't want him to know where you live.

Arriving at your destination, you sat down the bar waiting for your date to approach you any second. After good 15 minutes, you already ordered a drink and drank on it, someone finally came up to you, but it wasn't the man you were expecting.

"What a naughty little girl, meeting up with other guys after you got intimate with someone else not too long ago." Eren's voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you choked on your drink.

"I'm not the only one, am I?" you emphasized the last part and met his gaze. Eren tried to surpress a smile.

"What are you doing here and how do you even know? Don't tell me you're jealous?" you snorted and he brought light into the dark.

"Miles told me." he briefly explained, leaving much room for interpretation, but you didn't care.

"Uh-huh." you said and took another sip of your drink, trying to be as calm as possible about his sudden appearance.

"Well, as you already know I'm waiting for someone, so could you please get out of my way?" you requested, annoyed, but he obviously wouldn't do you the favor.

"I could, but you're waiting for nothing. He won't come, I took care of that." he pointed to the corner of the bar and you followed his fingers, seeing your date sitting and talking to another woman.

You sighed.

"What do you want from me, Eren? The train has already left." you declared, telling him that it's too late and his time is over.

"You think so?" he teasingly asked, coming closer to you and making you nervous. His gaze traveled to your trembling hands, face not stopping to move forward until it was next to yours.

"See, your hands are shaking..." he whispered into your ear now, stating the obvious. His lips were just inches away from your skin.

You took in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of Eren's aftershave and slowly growing impatient. His scent...it reminded you of that night.

Just touch me already, you thought, but you'd never say it out loud, not wanting to give in so easily. You didn't know if the alcohol in your body contributed to the desperation you felt, but you were definitely still sober and clear to your senses.

And suddenly, his lips were on your neck, roughly moving over the skin and gently biting at it, causing you to catch your breath in shock. You let out a small whimper you couldn't suppress, hoping that he didn't hear it, but he did. His hands traveled down your waist and held you steady and, without thinking, you moved your body towards his, aggressively grasping his shirt and pulling him closer. He let go of you and chuckled.

"The train has left, huh?" he devilishly grinned and you were embarrassed that your body betrayed you like that. You didn't know what to say or do so you tried to stand up and leave but Eren didn't let you.

"Let me go, I don't have the time or energy to deal with your games. Go back to whoever wants to be played by you." you expressed and pushed him by his abdomen, your fingers tingling at the sensation of his hard abs against your hand.

He stopped you by your wrist, tugging you back, spine against the counter as he placed both arms beside you, caging you in between so you couldn't escape.

"Eren, we're in public, don't make a scene." you looked around in embarassment, but no one seemed to care about the two of you.

"I'm disappointed in you." he pronounced.

"Oh, you're disappointed? Interesting." you scoffed.

"I'm not playing any games with you."

"That didn't seem to be the case earlier." you spat out, crossing your arms and looking to the side.

"You mean my cousin?" he beamed and you turned your head, eyes widening in surprise. You felt some kind of relief, but then you got a flashback.

"The way you put your arms around her is pretty unusual for cousins..." you narrowed your eyes and he chuckled lightly.

"Do you know how jealous you sound?" he smiled and you furrowed your brows.

"I did it on purpose, to get a reaction out of you. I already broke off contact with every girl long time ago." he guaranteed but you didn't know if you could believe him.

"Pretty immature if you ask me." you just professed. He laughed quietly.

When Eren was sure enough you wouldn't leave, he let go of the counter.

"You know, you hurt me too when you didn't even want to see me the morning after our nightly session." the guy proclaimed and you turned red, not knowing that it was such a big deal to him.

But it was. You didn't know it, but you were making him extremely nervous. Being near you drives him crazy and being not even more. He truly felt hurt, and he wanted to see if you'd feel that way too, he wanted to punish you for making him feel this way. It reminded him of the time when you weren't taking him serious, and he didn't like that at all. But he couldn't stay mad at you, he wanted to be the only one for you and he panicked when Miles asked him to come over because you weren't there.

"That was immature too, don't you think?" he wondered and you agreed. You criticized his childish behaviour, but you weren't any better. You were on the same page actually.

"I'm sorry." you apologized, head turning down in shame.

"Don't be." his deep voice mumbled. He took your chin in his hand and raised your head up.

"I can tell you not to worry, but I'd rather show you." he said before kissing your lips softly, and you let him.

It's just sex, you thought to yourself, rejecting all of your doubts and allowing him to touch on you.

"Show me then." you weakly let out and he caressed your hair.

"No." he announced and it left you confused.

"You had a drink." he unfolded and you tried explaining that you weren't under any influence.

"I just had one drink, I'm pretty much sober."

"If I'm having you, I'm having you with a clear mind." he clarified and you were getting the hots at his consideration.

He dropped you off at home, not accompanying you because Miles was there. You thanked him for driving you, but you probably should've thanked him for preventing you from making a mistake and meet someone else too.

You didn't know yet that you slowly started to grow true feelings for Eren.

The next day you woke up from a dream, a dream about Eren again. You wondered when the time came that you'd finally feel him inside of you but to your delight, it would come sooner than you imagined.

Miles left early in the morning, meaning you had your apartment for yourself again. You went to work, clueless to all the things that would await you that day. Bluebells were sent to your office every hour, each of them containing a small message with a single letter on it and when you collected every letter after the whole shift, it formed one word:

Tonight.

It beared Eren's trademark and you grew excited at this sweet, adventurous action. No one before him put so much effort into their gestures and you were practically on cloud nine, looking forward to whatever Eren has planned for you.

After work, you hurried home so you could take a long all-in-one shower to be fresh and clean. After shaving and applying lotion to your whole body, you put on your best set of lingerie, a sexy black lace corset and matching panties, over it you wore a tight black lace dress.

Furthermore, you put a few strands of hair up in a black ribbon, put on your favourite silver jewelry and lastly, put on some make-up and painted your finger- and toenails, also of black colour of course. When you were done with everything, it took you hours and you had to re-do a few of your fingernails because you accidentally smudged them, it was almost 10pm.

You were growing more and more excited the more time went by and you were just about to tell your friends about it when it ringed on the door already.

You opened it and Eren walked up the stairs. What felt like an eternity were just a few seconds in reality, but when he finally arrived at your floor, you wanted nothing more than to jump onto him.

Eren was wearing a tight black turtleneck pullover that was flattering his biceps and black suit pants. His hair was tied up in his usual man-bun and he was wearing a silver chain necklace, bracelet, dangle earrings and a few rings. You've never seen so many accessoires on him but hell did it look sexy, you almost drooled.

Eren too was taken aback by your appearance, standing there in utter shock for a few seconds, processing the goddess, as he thought, before him. The way you dressed up specifically for him didn't go unnoticed by him and he felt like crying tears of joy at the sight of you. He never thought you could make him forget about his now uninteresting fantasies with just one glance, who needed fake scenarios anyways when you were right in front of him, looking like the sweetest, most beautiful angel in heaven. And the fact that you were doing all this for him made his heart pound uncontrollably in his chest.

"Whoa..." he was searching for words but there were none that could describe his adoration for you.

"You look heavenly." he came up with and wasn't satisfied with his choice of words, still not moving his body until you asked him to come in. You gave him the sweetest smile and complimented him back, although you were low-key with your words.

"You look handsome as well." you told him and you were sure the hearts that formed in your eyes were visible. Eren cleared his throat and drew out the flowers from behind his back, roses this time, giving them to you before showing you the small bag in his other hand.

"I know bluebells are your favourites, but I figured you probably have enough of them."

You weren't any less happy about the roses, taking them from his hands, yours briefly touching his and making you both twitch a little, and taking in their smell.

"Thank you so much, Eren." you thanked, closing your eyes while sniffling them.

"I hope you didn't spend too much money on me." you felt guilty.

"There is no 'too much' when it comes to you." he confessed and you blushed at his comment.

"I brought some...fruits...strawberries...they're apparently aphrodisiacs..." he let you know, even though he was certainly not needing any help with getting his cock up, already being rock hard under his pants for you for years.

"Oh, I see, maybe we can prepare something with them in the kitchen." you suggested and you two went into said room.

But when you were there, so close to each other, not able to stop yourselves from seeking each others' touches, the strawberries were long forgotten. Unable to keep your eyes and hands off of each other, it only took you two one last straw, that being Eren's crotch pushing against your ass, to drop your plans and head straight into the candlelit bedroom.

Eren picked you up and threw you onto the bed, impatiently ripping off your dress, holding your corset around the waist while mustering you up and down and growing even harder.

"You're so fucking hot, just looking at you feels like a sin." he worshipped you and it fucking turned you on. You've never felt this treasured.

He held you like this for a while, his fingers wandering over the fabric before pressing down his hands on you, slowly moving them up, passing your tummy and finally stopping to wildly massage your breasts. Simultaneously, he started smooching your neck passionately, leaving a few marks. You leaned forward at his touch, holding your breath and enjoying his kneading skills.

He then started to put his body weight on yours, slowly grinding himself against your covered clit, stimulating the both of you even further while continuing his former movements.

At some point, his hand went underneath your tight corset, playing with your bare tits for a while before taking off the whole piece, admiring your topless appearance before appreciating them with his mouth. His hands were placed behind your back, holding onto your shoulders to hold the both of you stable. His lips gracefully nibbled on your now hard nipples, luring out a heavy moan that you tried to suppress for too long.

"That's it, don't keep your cute noises to yourself, sweetheart." he said and went down your core. He kissed over the fabric, then grazed over it with his fingers, hitting it a few times with two of them. He pulled down your panties and was pleased with the sight.

"So eager for me, aren't we?" he teased and you couldn't even answer, patiently waiting for him to touch you in any way.

He saw the desperation in your eyes and didn't let you wait any longer, instantly licking at your clit and fingers playing with your folds. Your toes were curling at the sensation of this godly tongue you were feeling again, wishing you would feel it clashing with your own at that.

He licked over your folds now, sucking in your sensitive skin and brushing it with his teeth from time to time, the bony fangs giving you small shocks. His mouth was wide open while he was devouring you, hungry for more and preparing your first orgasm that night, and it came pretty soon. He used one of his digits to widen your hole, sending in another one until you were eventually stuffed with three of his pretty fingers, cumming around him in an instant and whining in pleasure.

You were practically feeding him with your juice as he took you through your release, licking up every single drop of your essence and swallowing it in pride.

He was slowly running hot which is why he took off his shirt. His eight-pack was fully visible to you now and looked unbelievably inviting in the warm and bright colours of the candles in your room. Before you could even think twice, your lips were already on his muscles, going further down with every little peck. They felt like steel, but maybe that was just because Eren was stiffening his muscles at the sudden feeling of your mouth against his skin.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." Eren voiced, knowing that you were about to give him head. He obviously wanted this, the thought of it alone was re-playing in his head non-stop. But he didn't want to take the focus off of you, in the end, all he ever wanted was to satisfy your needs. You shouldn't have to get dirty.

"I want to get a taste of you, too." you expressed and he was turning into a red, flustered mess.

You unbuckled his pants, ready to see what was expecting you, and pulled them down, his boxers stretching around the big silhouette of his shaft. You could already see he was massive, and it was thrilling you. Eren observed you sharply, his cock pulsating at your sudden touch. You rubbed the clothed erection for a while, then finally pulling down the boxers, his member jumping out and dangling from his body.

You stood there in amazement of his big girth, it was long, thick and veiny, already leaking a good amount of precum. It was really pretty though, as far as dicks can be pretty, but Eren's really was. The tip was pink and soft-looking and you were dying to suck on his balls. The only thing that was unsettling you was the question if he even fitted inside you. But that would be a problem for later.

You started your own way, groping over it, squeezing it between your fingers and going up and down his outstanding length. Eren inhaled deeply and on that occasion, you tenderly kissed the tip, cleaning it from the precum and starting to take it into your mouth. Eren struggled to hold himself back, concentrating so he wouldn't cum in an instant because your mouth around his tip alone almost made him.

When you licked your way down his dick, taking in more and more while doing so, then taking it out of your mouth completely to capture his heavy sacks in it instead, he swore to himself that he would thank you endlessly after it. Your careful approach that turned into a rapid back-and-forth movement shortly afterwards made him lose control.

"Shit, your mouth looks so good around my cock. It simply belongs there." Eren hissed and you got chills.

Knees on the mattress and his body leaning back, he roughly gripped you by your hair and started aggressively face-fucking you. He pushed his head back in pleasure, taking your mouth as he pleased while working up his own high. Your little chokes around him made him even go faster, not without making sure you were alright with it though. Before he came undone, he pulled out of you. He wasn't planning on coming already, not before he didn't make you cum at least three times.

"Fuck, I'd love to cum all over your pretty face now, but we have to save that for another time." he said when he saw your drooling mouth.

Eren forcefully pushed you down the bed next. He stroked your clit once again to prepare you for his girth, planting a small kiss on top of it before asking you the question.

"Are you ready?" he made sure, slapping his tip at your clit a few times and drawing it through your folds. You nodded in excitement.

"Alright..." he said and pushed himself inside.

The stretch was big, but he moved slowly and gently, giving you enough time to adjust to his thick length that was penetrating you, even though he would rather want to fuck you relentlessly. He would never do something that would hurt you or that wouldn't give you the absolute best feeling, so he was very patient, very loving and very sweet to you, always asking you if you were okay everytime he pushed himself in a little more.

"Oh fuck, are you tight. Gotta focus so I don't spill my seed into you right away."

"There you go, just look at how good you're taking me, princess, you're feeling so amazing." he groaned, torturing himself by ignoring his aching member.

When you finally gave him the permission to move freely, he kept a consistent and slow pace, rolling his hips steadily and watching your reactions.

You were drowning in pleasure, his tip hitting all your best spots, spots you didn't even know existed until now, and it felt ethereal to have his full entirety fill you like a stuffed animal.

You both made eye contact during the whole act, his eyes never ever leaving yours, even when you averted yours to roll them in pleasure. He continued rubbing your clit and then changed his pace. He wanted to see all your reactions, wanted to see what he had to do to make you act a certain way, and what kinds you preferred.

His thrusts were slower but harder now, violently ramming into you, then pausing for a second. This way, he was bringing all his passion, all his strength into one thrust at a time, intensifying your pleasure.

"Oh g-god Eren, d-don't st-stop~" you moaned, your voice making his dick twitch inside of you and your legs clutching his torso, bringing him nearer to you so you could embrace his neck with your arms. He felt how your pussy was milking him, looking down to see a thick ring of your cream around his genitals.

"God, you're driving me crazy." he groaned out loud, giving you a long kiss on the lips.

"I'm gonna make you feel good now, princess." he announced and changed his pace again, thrusting at an enourmous speed and feeling how your walls clenched around him even more, fucking you through your second orgasm.

You were caught off guard by the sudden speed, screaming in pleasure and calling out his name countless times which was making him go insane, quickly pulling out of you because he couldn't prevent his own release anymore. He emptied himself on your stomach, the sight of it making you wonder how his warm liquid would feel inside of you.

"Fuckkk...couldn't even hold back anymore with how you squealed my name." were his exact words.

You dipped your fingers in his fluid and used them to paint it over your body, taking them into your mouth right after while meeting his gaze and tasting the white paste. He immediately grew hard again, taking you up and turning you around on all fours, knees and hands on the mattress as he started to fuck you from behind. He towered over you, placing his hand on your lower tummy and applying pressure on it, holding you still like this while his other hand supported him in his new position.

"I-I'm cl-..close, Eren." you sobbed, tears in your eyes and laying your hand over his on your belly.

His balls slapped strongly against your clit and it didn't take long for you to cum again.

You thought you'd have some time to recover from your high, but Eren was animalistic at this point and switched positions again, pressing you down on the mattress, face buried into the pillows, and mercilessly ravishing you. His hands were placed next to your waist and his abdomen was rubbing against your butt while thoroughly infiltrating you, lifting up your lower body in the end, ass in the air, to increase the depth.

You came again and cried out in overstimulation, but Eren turned you around once more so that your back was onto the bed again and held your hands above your head with one of his, the other one pushing your right leg up so he had a good access to your cunt. And then, he was pounding into you, as hard and fast as before. In the meantime, you were motionless and completely fucked out, overwhelmed by all the pleasure that you felt during the past rounds. Your lower belly started to hurt due to all this overstimulation and Eren checked up on you when he noticed you weren't moving and were oddly silent.

"You still there?" he asked and you weakly nodded.

"Do you want a safeword?" he questioned, not stopping his sloppy pace but being careful nonetheless.

You shook your head.

"I..trust you.." you spelled out and it warmed his heart. He loved you so much, his whole body was basically exploding at this transcendental experience. He wished he could share his emotions with you, hoping that you felt at least a tiny part of what he did.

"I'll let you ride me next, so you can set the pace." he gave out and pecked your forehead, hands caressing your cheeks.

After unleashing yet another, slightly painful orgasm, the good type of pain though, he rolled on the bed, gripping your body and sitting you onto his lap, dick cautiously sliding into you once more. The massive penetration made your hips wiggle on top of him.

"E-Eren...I c-can't..." you cried out but he encouraged you.

"Shh baby, don't you see you're already doing so well? Keep it up, use me as you wish." he fired you up and you started grinding against him.

"There, there..." he petted you when he saw the tears rolling down your face, wiping them away and grabbing your hands to hold them in his. He kissed them and brushed his gentle fingers over your smooth skin.

You stopped again, needing a break, holding onto Eren's broad chest to support.

"It's alright sweetie, take your time." he mumbled in a low voice, grazing over your pelvis.

"Want me to help?" he then asked and you nodded breathlessly.

"I'm sorry." you let out and Eren was dying inside, you were just so cute.

"It's okay princess, I got you." he assured and grabbed your hips, slowly starting to thrust into you and bucking up his hips regularly until you were worked up enough to take the lead again.

His hugeness made your stomach bulge and the bare sight of it captivated him. It was turning him on even more, he was even using his hands to put some more pressure on that part of your tummy, and he quickly engrafted this moment into his memory, unaware of the fact that he added extra rawness to his thrusts.

"Nghh...I'm really trying to slow down, but it's impossible with your pussy milking me like that." he apologized and harshly pounded into you, clasping your hips while doing so and leaving slight prints of his hands on your skin.

"Look at how perfect you're fitting around me, it's like you were made for my dick." he implied and got you all riled up.

The view of the swelling bump caused by his dick and his own helplessness stirred up your emotions, sending electricity through your body and boosting your lust in an instant.

"A fucking goddess." he mumbled as you were bouncing on his big dick, moving up and down while your breasts jerked in front of his eyes. He couldn't stop himself from sitting up and making out with your chest, consuming you like you were his last meal and your hands immediately tugged at his hair, slightly pulling it while you sped up your tempo.

You threw him back on the mattress and you could swear you heard a whimper slip out of Eren's mouth when you took over the dominance.

The sight of him under you like this drove you nuts, he looked so vulnerable, so submissive, and so breedable, his cocky demeanor nowhere to be find. Riding him at your own preferred rate, Eren cried out in agony, mewling below you like a whiny mess until you both reached your state of ecstasy.

"You'll be the fucking death of me." he growled, head squeezing back into the cushion as he quickly pulled out of you before spurting out his sticky substance on both of your stomachs.

Shortly after, you collapsed onto his body, too much overstimulation to handle. He cackled at your worn out state, wrapping his arms around your weak body and kissing your head, the smell of your hair intoxicating to him.

He laid you down on your side and started gnawing at your neck then, moving down to your decollete and sending shivers down your spine. He was cherishing your figure as he took his softened penis in one hand and started to stroke it, occasionally making contact with your inner thigh.

You grew nervous at the fact that he wanted to go for another run, thinking you were done by now. But you didn't complain, you enjoyed yourself like you never did before, the handsome man next to you making you feel like you were the luckiest girl in the world.

He startled you when he unexpectedly pressed his fingers over your core and shoved them inside, stretching you enough to enter you with his now erected cock again.

"Eren...too much." you hummed, still panting from your prior pleasure.

"Just a few more rounds, okay?" he whispered, kissing your cheek while hovering over you.

He stood on his knees, taking a pillow from behind you and lifting your body up to put it under your lower back to situate you into a more penetrable position, cock buried still inside of you.

He tossed your legs over his shoulders and you were enraptured by his swiftness. Eren packed you by your thighs and repeatedly dragged you onto his torso from your waist down, profoundly bumping into you.

"..I-I'm almost there.." you announced, shouting when he quickened his motion. Your view was getting blurry so you squinted your eyes in hopes of a soon release, but it never came because Eren suddenly pulled out and left you unsatisfied.

"Hey...stop teasing me." you weakly pleaded and he enjoyed your torment.

"But you look so gorgeous like this." he snickered.

"Weren't you saying it's too much for you just minutes ago, hmm?" he further provoked, lips coming close to yours and grazing over them.

You pulled him into a heated kiss, and he chuckled against your mouth, promptly slipping into your hole again and moving in circular movements. You squeezed your eyes shut again, arching your back and getting off on him but he was denying you yet another orgasm.

"Ereeen!" you whined once more, but he just giggled. He was edging you like a true savage.

"If you want something, beg for it." he answered, still lingering over you.

How cruel. You obeyed though, too desperate for his touch to resist.

"Please, I want to feel you inside of me." you begged, big eyes looking up at him. He didn't say anything, wetting his lips with his tongue as he sized you up.

"Say it again."

"I want you, Eren." you confessed, eyes shutting in embarassment.

"Nah nah, open your eyes and look at me." you did as he said and made eye contact.

"So obedient." he smirked.

"You want me?" he asked then and you nodded your head.

"Only me?" he furrowed a brow.

"Only you." you clarified.

"Hell yes you do." he claimed and picked up his pace again, pressing your knees against your own body and abusing your needy little cunt all over again.

"All of this belongs to me, no one else can see you like this." he possessively claimed and you nodded, too distracted by the build up of your upcoming orgasm.

"Eren, please, I want you to cum inside of me." you voiced your need of this whole evening and his eyes widened in complete shock.

"..Fuck, that caught me off guard." he hissed, gnashing his teeth to hold back his leaking and continuously hitting your g-spot.

"As you fucking wish, princess." he said and began to fasten his thrusts, making love to you endlessly and bringing you to an earth-shattering climax. You used all the strength left in your voice to scream one last moan while you squirted around him, and he was carrying you through your orgasm until he ultimately ejaculated too, emptying himself inside of you then and pumping you full of his load.

His hot semen spilled into you and the sensation of it was truly one of a kind, it was so divine. The sudden warmness that overflowed your body - in a literal sense - made you feel like you were levitating, wishing this outworldly feeling would never stop.

He didn't pull out of you yet, waiting until his dick softened, pushing his dripping milk into you with his fingers after he finally pulled out and dropped himself on the bed, body gravitating towards to yours.

"Look at how precious my sweet girl is." he and cupped your cheeks with one hand, kissing your puffy wet lips after seeing your dumbfucked face. Your eyelids got heavy but Eren made sure that you stayed awake, lifting you from the bed and carrying you into the bathroom. You groaned in annoyance, only wanting to sleep at this point.

"No time to rest yet, we still gotta clean you up, angel." he explained and dropped you on the edge of the bathtub.

He took a washcloth from the drawer and wetted it in the sink.

"How did you know where to find-" you started, but he interrupted, smirking back at you.

"I did my research."

He helped you tidying you up, or more like: he did all the work, gently but properly washing your skin, kissing the inside of your thigh once in a while - not sexually, just wholeheartedly. And when he was done, he ordered you to pee, leaving the room to your privacy and picking you up when you were done. You tried walking on your own but your legs failed, wobbling too hard.

"I can't even walk." you professed, searching for Eren's support and laughing at your own condition.

"Don't worry, I'll carry you everywhere." he offered, the subtle confession unnoticed by you.

He laid you down your bed, then leaving again to bring you a glass of water. In the meantime, you quickly messaged your friends.

"Guys, oh my god...EREN!!!" was the only text you sent, putting it on your nightstand when Eren came back and not touching your phone until the next morning again.

You sipped on the glass, the cold water quenching your thirst. Meanwhile, Eren made himself comfortable on your bed, waiting for you to lean back to hold you into his arms and play with your hair, massaging your scalp and placing soft kisses everywhere.

"Thank you." he muttered and it bewildered you.

"Now you finally got an older woman into bed, huh?" you joked, but he didn't find it funny.

"Do you really still think that was the only thing I wanted? Did you not notice that I've been madly in love with you for the past 8 years? I want to show you, in more than just one way, how deep this love goes, if you allow me to of course."

You were surprised at the thousands of butterflies that emerged in your belly, and then you slowly realized. You felt it then and there.

You were falling in love with this man. Shit.

[yeoyeos]

San as a boyfriend [fluff, smut]

warnings: fluff and smut are separated separated you have choices,i went into heavy detail with he smut but there's a warning,bondage,breeding kink,name calling[slut,daddy,whore], spit kink,hickeys,squirting

lmk if i missed something

fluff -

outright and outgoing immediately

it's so easy to be comfortable around san 

he's always making jokes and always making sure to be kind 

he's as kind to others as he is to you and it makes you fall in love with him more everytime 

learns you, your likes and dislikes very quickly 

so he makes personalized jokes that are funnier than before 

will debate that 2 butt cheeks make a butt [sry if you don't don't get that reference😭] 

he's another one that gets comfortable quickly 

will be biting you 

ALSO 

plans the best dates 

like the most romantic of dates 

and they're frequent too 

it's all dates where you're doing what you like 

he refuses to go to a place that he likes simply because he wants to make you happy 

you'll have to force him 

but he's romantic as fuck 

he plans them out WEEKS in advance 

it's like he's planning a birthday party 

most times he's with you watching TV or paying games 

but because it's san it's gonna be fun 

he'll build pillow forts with you and you'll stay in there for hours

just talking and talking and talking

shows his love in tiny ways

like getting a certain colour you like for your toothbrush 

might actually keep a list of cute things couples do 

or cute shit to do on dates

and ways to swoon you by doing certain things

like working out in front of you

eating ramen and binging dramas are a must 

it's a tradition you guys do AT LEAST once a week 

always shows you his fancams and asks

"hey so what do you think about my performance?" 

makes you watch it attentively 

watches you watch him dance 

and you better gas him up 

he deserves it anyway he always does a good job 

tell him how good you think he did  

he'll be all smiley and blushy about it  

ALL 

DAY 

he's always smiling 

that's why he hates fights 

any time y'all get in an argument he'll keep calm so you keep calm 

he'll give you space 

then he'll approach you to talk about it 

if you're still sensitive about it he'll leave and come back later 

he'll have you as a guest on his personal content thing

while protecting your identity ofc

and he'll bring you with him to practices because he loves the way you cheer him and the guys on😭 

he's just the sweetest and coolest s/o 

smut -

HARD DOM 

it's rare to get him to sub 

call him sir/daddy/master 

anything as long as you respect him

says things like 

"such a pretty little slut bent over for daddy like the good whore you are"

dirty talk📈 📈 📈 

explores ALL the kinks

even the ones he may not be into

just for you he'll try them

gets EXTREMELY dirty in bed

i mean REAL messy

i'm about to go into detail so beware 

spit kink fs 

he'd bite and lick you everywhere 

he'd leave hickeys where everyone can see it

so everyone knows that you belong to him 

BREEDING KINK?!?!?!?!

like every time he fucks and you beg him enough he'd gladly

GLADLY  

bondage too omg don't get me started

fill you up

pray you don't try for a child

"baby it's been 3 hours, i need to fill you with more cum"

doesn't even matter where you are

he'll tie you up tight and torture you for hours 

he'll MAKE you squirt 

even if you never did or you think you can't  

he'll fuck you, finger you and eat you out until you do 

he'll MAKE you scream too

he wants everyone to know who's making you feel this good 

and TRUST 

he gives you the most mind numbing 

back arching 

eye rolling 

twitching orgasms 

okay m done with detail

and the aftercare?? wow

he's so good at aftercare

he'll treat you like a baby

care for you like you're so fragile you're about to break

no matter how tired he is

he'll put your needs before his

"here take this banana and water, i know you don't like bananas but it's all we have and fruits are good for you" 

a genuine sweetheart he is <3 

ateez masterlist

masterlist

[dajana-m]

Medea As Incorrect Quotes

Medea: bitches b like “im baby” but have childhood trauma and neglect like wtf do u know about being baby u were forced to grow up from an early age anyways I’m bitches

Medea: If I'm really as evil as you say I am, then have the gods strike me down where I stand.

*Lightning strikes Medea*

Medea: Ha! Nice try, jackass! Next time, give it your A-game!

Medea: How petty can you get?

Leona: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Medea: I'm a reverse necromancer.

Azul: Isn't that just killing people?

Medea: Ah, technicality.

Riddle: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor.

Medea: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Medea: What’s up guys? I’m back.

Axlan: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.

Medea: Death is a social construct.

(in a universe where Medil is canon)

Medea: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives

Jamil: I wake up at 4:30 AM

Medea:

Medea: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives

(in a universe where Vildea is canon)

Medea: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Vil: You and me

Medea, tearing up: Okay.

Idia: How do I deal with my enemies?

Medea: Kill them

Idia: That's a bit extreme, I was hoping for a more passive solution

Medea: Kill them only a little?

Malleus: Child of Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever sleep or stop running?

Medea: Oh, I’m always running Balaur

Medea: The question is from what

Medea: Goodnight moon.

Medea: Goodnight tree.

Medea: Goodnight ghosts that only I can see.

Medea: What doesn't kill me should run, because now I'm fucking pissed.

Medea: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

Medea: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.

Adeuce: Awwww-

Medea: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."

Adeuce: Oh.

Not necessarily Unire content but she is the antagonist of the tale soooo @siphoklansan

© 2023 @dajana-m & @the-dumber-scaramouche | did you know that not plagiarizing other people's works and claiming them as your own is completely free and saves both parties a lot of trouble? Which means no reposting, no translating and NO COPYING.

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About This Blog

Hey, this is the little gremlin again, and since most tumblr users have some sort of 'about' page, I decided to create one. And also because why not?

Note: This is my main blog. Likes, follows, asks and replies are from here. It is also my writing blog, where I post my own writing and sometimes reblog other writers' works.

My Masterlist

Natalia's Masterlist

Not interested in all the semantics and just looking for the writing? You can find all my writing in the link above, as well as my master tag list All the other info, like rules, squicks, my special tags and some background info can be found under the cut.

About the person behind this

You can call me Natalia.

My pronouns are she/her

I'm straight

I'm 18

I'm a college second year majoring in computer engineering

I'm not sarcastic at all, no no no. And my non-existent sarcasm doesn't catch people off-guard at all, no sir. Totally serious 100% of the time. Even my url says it.

I write stuff here, and the details r in the next heading

I'm an adult, but please dni if you're going to discuss inappropriate content

Wanna spam my notifications? Go ahead, I'm not stopping you. I actually encourage it, lol.

I like fandoms, caffeine, chemistry, math, reading and writing (*le gasp), and a whole lot of other stuff!

I'm not mean, I promise. Just a little, snarky teen haha.

I look nothing like my pfp.

I'm a villanous assassin!

I have undiagnosed high-functioning anxiety, may have ADHD and I experience obsessive thoughts. So please, no hate on ND ppl here.

I'm fine w/dms! (as long as they're not creepy)

My fanfiction sideblog is @so-hot-i-make-hell-jealous

My silly, non-writing sideblog is @yoursssstruly

My Writing Rules

I may be an anarchist, but I need some rules here.

Stuff I do write: hero x villain (supervillains, sidekicks and whatnot too), hurt/comfort, and I might post snippets of a story I'm working on and whump, fluff, maybe some crack, and romance!

Stuff I DON'T write: NSFW content of any kind, smut excessively dark whump (I get anxious with things that take it too far), incest, pedophilia, rape, emetophilia, and while I do write romance, suggestiveness is toned down and I don't write nsfw romance.

Do not ask me to write anything I said I don't write. It's pointless because I won't force myself to write it.

I don't write make-outs and kisses on the lips

You can totally use my writing for inspiration, as long as it's tagged as a prompt, you can use some lines, but just not the whole thing word for word, provided that it's tagged as a prompt. You can continue it, even if I've done a continuation.

If you use any of my prompts, please give credit and tag me! I'd loveee to see what you come up with!

Anything tagged as NOT A PROMPT is not for use.

I DON'T appreciate reposts, but I do love reblogs. Don't hesitate to use super long tags, analyse it or give lengthy commentary, I'm actually down for that stuff.

I don't mind my stuff being reposted on other social media as long as you give me credit. NO reposts on Tumblr, please.

Pairings are usually gn/gn. The other alternative is f/m

I typically write hero x villain, but I have other non-hero x villain stuff out there! Like fantasy, sci-fi and certain fragments of my wip (some of em are actually h x v!)

I don't really do xreader fics.

Ask Box

Don't be afraid to send me an ask!

Please don't ask for any of the stuff I told you I don't write

I may take some time to respond because I have a crap schedule

I might not answer asks if I don't feel very comfortable writing them. No hate, I just got on this app for my own fun, so I don't want to force myself to do smth I don't like, and it'll probably come out as a crappy piece of writing anyway

You can ask me about non-writing stuff too! I don't mind talking! Just please don't make the questions too. . .creepy.

Don't use the ask box to harass me. You'll probably regret getting on my nerves

Favourite Tropes

Where do I even start? I'm very indecisive.

Enemies to lovers

Alliance of convenience

Fake dating (turned not-so-fake)

Two whumpees caring for each other

Scary, unhinged hero x terrified villain (who's probably secretly in love w/them)

Flirty x flustered

Whumpee gets revenge on their og whumper, preferably through violent murder

Morally grey characters

Found family

Heavy angst w/a fluffy ending

Psychological manipulation

Cocky hero x flustered villain

Warnings

Because some of my content may be triggering to some people. I typically include trigger warnings above my posts in red, and I recently started putting them in the tags, too. Please note I don't condone any of the harmful stuff here IRL. I write FICTION, not meant to be used to judge me morally. ✨️Lmk if there's anything you want me to add here!

Violence

Blood

Bruises

Betrayal

Implied torture or past torture

Mental health issues

Manhandling

Drowning

Abusive relationships

Yandere whump

Bone Fractures

Failed escape

Miserable (I write sad stuff sometimes)

Threats

Fear

Description of torture aftermath

Occasionally, torture

Lying

Burns

Restraints

Usage and mentions of weapons (guns, knives, etc)

References to a difficult past

Vomiting

Starvation

Scars

Self-harm

Obsessive thoughts

Fear of heartbreak

Criminal activity

Death

Somewhat graphic descriptions (they aren't too horrible, but they may make some people uncomfortable

Non-con touch (not sexual)

Drugging

Poison

Kidnapping

Hostage situation

Exhaustion

Stress positions

War/war aftermath

Captivity

Fever

Delusions

Hyperthermia

Very flirty (Listen, I generally write pretty light stuff, but they can be seen as juuuust a little bit spicy, and different people interpret things differently, and I won't judge people for seeing things a certain way, but in case it makes you uncomfortable. . .)

Adding on to the last point, this kind of fic will contain touching (not sexual), kisses (not on the lips), and pretty flirty remarks (nothing sexual)

Smoking

Alcohol/use of alcohol

Squicks

I write violence n all, but I have limits. I will NOT write anything mentioned here and will refuse any requests with these.

Eye, mouth and ear whump

Extreme gore

Whipping

Branding

Vore

Amputation (unless it's a fantasy monster that has to die OR it's environmental whump. Someone doing it however, nope)

Muzzles (I'm fine with gags, though)

Collars

Sadomasochism (some of my characters are sadistic, but non-sexually. Also, no masochistic characters)

NSFWhump in general, (whether extreme gore, sexual assault or sadomasochism)

Animal abuse

Anything I don't write in the Rules above

My Tags

Aside from the usual tags on writing, I like to add my touch to a few of them. You may see:

#nat writes

#a little gremlin's writing

#natalia's writing

And for asks

#the little gremlin answers

When it isn't about writing

#not writing and/or #natalia.txt

When I like it, but it isn't mine

#not my writing

When you can read, but you shouldn't USE

#NOT A PROMPT

Timezones n next days (yes, they're self-reblogs)

#timezone reblog

#next day reblog

To clarify

#hero x villain -> just means it has a hero and a villain. can be platonic, familial, just enemies or romantic (this applies to any A x B)

While. . .

#hero/villain -> means the pairing is romantic. (applies to anything with a slash)

I know other ppl use them differently, but that's how I do it. I typically tag with genre to help, like #romance or #friendship

And the most important rule of all

HAVE FUN!

Xoxo,

The villainous assassin

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

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i've been trying to write but i've had the worst writer's block for literally 3 years now. if you experience it, how do you overcome it?

hi anon! i'm so sorry you're struggling with this, especially for so long 😔 i know how demoralizing it can feel to feel 'stuck', or unhappy with anything you manage to get out. i can't promise that i have all the answers, but here are some different strategies that often help me!

fill the well

i think i stole this term from 'the artist's way' but i can't actually remember if her definition is the same as mine, so. when eye say filling the well, what i mean is: i take a purposeful break from attempting to create content, and i consume. i eat eat eat whatever i can get my hands on. poetry, books, music, movies. i go to an art museum, or go see a live performance of something, if i can!

i find that getting myself out of my own head and fully invested in someone else's creations tends to get my wheels turning. and it's therapeutic, that feeling of discovering some piece of art that speaks to you and reminds you that you're a human. it helps reconnect me to the purpose of why i create, the way i strive to give someone else that same experience by writing stories that i hope people can see themselves reflected back in. seriously - consume stuff! NEW stuff! go out there and find a thing that you love that someone else created.

box yourself in

this is a strategy i had never really tried before until last year, when i was struggling with wicked "i hate everything i write" syndrome, and the love of my life @gimmethatagustd gave me this tip! it's so weird, but it worked for me, so maybe it'll work for you too! they said that as someone who had to write a lot for school, even when they were blocked as fuck, that sometimes they would assign themselves specific rules or prompts for a piece in order to switch things up~

maybe for you, this looks like churning out a few drabbles, and forcing yourself to make them EXACTLY 100 words long. maybe it's writing something only in dialogue (a thing i actually did once when super blocked lmao!). maybe it's trying a new genre, maybe it's trying to write ~in the style~ of someone else, maybe it's writing member POV if that's not something you normally do. maybe it's looking up specific writing prompts/challenges, or playing some weird game with yourself where you try to fit song lyrics into a piece, or make each new sentence start with the last letter of the sentence before it - i don't know! get crazy with it! don't ask me why, but sometimes giving yourself more rules to adhere to makes it easier to write - or just gives your brain something else to focus on, at least 🤪

show up anyway

i hate that sometimes, this is what works, but it's the truth. stephen king has said a lot of things (including many racial slurs lol 🥴) but one of the not-dumb things he's said is along the lines of: "don't wait for the muse. ...your job is to make sure the muse knows where you're going to be every day from nine 'til noon. or seven 'til three. if he does know, i assure you that sooner or later he'll start showing up."

sometimes, writing is showing up, putting down crap, hating it, and doing it anyway. (this might go along with #2 - maybe your drabbles suck! write them anyway!) turning on the tap and running it until all the junk in your pipes gets out and the water runs clear. it sucks! when i'm in a place where that's all i can do, it's the worst feeling in the world! but there have been times where i've found that my "writer's block" was just me wanting things to come easily, like they do in a moment of fresh inspiration. and sometimes, you don't have inspiration. sometimes, you don't even have motivation. you gotta be disciplined and just do it anyway, and just keep shaking your brain like a piggy bank until something good eventually comes out of it.

rest. but like, actually rest

"but m! you just told us to push through and do it anyway!" okay, yeah, well. sometimes that works, but also, brains suck, and sometimes it doesn't work. if none of the above strategies have worked, or i'm stressing myself out so much that i'm like, actively bursting into tears over writing, that's when i know i need to rest.

there's this idea that i actually use a LOT in life - and not even exclusively about writing. when i have a friend who is struggling to get something done, and i ask them "did you rest?" and they tell me they did, i like to fire back: "did you actually rest, or did you spend the entire time feeling guilty about how you weren't doing X thing?"

guilt, as it turns out, is not rest. thinking about how much you wish you were writing is not rest. worrying about how you'll never be able to write anything good ever again... is also not rest! when i know i'm burnt out, i give myself a timeframe - it can be anywhere from 48 hours to several weeks, depending on severity - and i make a promise to myself: for that time, it is ILLEGAL to think about writing, to feel bad about writing, to want to write, or to even so much as TOUCH a word processor. AGAINST THE LAW, YOU HEAR ME?

i force myself to do anything else. if i feel like being creative, i'll pursue non-writing avenues to do so. but if i don't? i'll do fuck all. i'll watch a season of a terrible reality show. i'll take naps on my couch. i'll eat ice cream or do a puzzle or read a book or learn a language or whatever else. but i don't touch my writing, i don't think about my writing and i do not feel bad about my writing, or lack thereof.

usually, by the time my sentence in anti-writing jail is up (the only kind of prison i believe in lmao ✌️) my energy levels feel restored, my outlook is more positive, and i'm chomping at the bit to get back to it, with a renewed sense of appreciation for my work and my ideas. sometimes you just need to take a break, a real break, and that's okay!

accept it

sort of a continuation of my last one - and i know this sounds kinda dire, but i'm saying this with only love: not every season can be a season of harvest. there are some seasons where the ground is frozen, and nothing can grow. we cannot always be making all of the time. some seasons of life are for other things instead. healing, changing, starting over. i went through a years-long period of really wanting to write, but never managing to get words out when i tried. and guess what? it came back to me, eventually. but for a long time, i had to just... not write. and go live my life. and the world kept turning.

banging your head against the wall when it's not coming out won't solve anything. if you've tried it all, and it's still not happening? it might not be your time right now. and you might be doing yourself more harm than good by trying to force what's not, in this moment, meant to be. so deep breaths. chin up. know that it is okay to move on to the next season, and trust that it will come back when the time is right. life is long. nothing is forever, good or bad. there is so much more out there for you. infinite possibilities. i really do believe that!

sorry for the rambling lmao 😓 but hopefully you find some/any of this helpful!!! i'm here for you if you ever wanna talk more about writing struggles, bc i am no stranger to them. i love you! fighting!! 💜