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blackynsupremacy · 30 days ago

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GRILLZ!

pairing: nicholas a. chavez x black!fem!reader

summary: nicholas gots some serious drip and you love it for him.

contains: fluff, cute couple stuff, 18+ content mdni, swearing, mention of smut, biting, oral (f/m receiving), unprotected p in v, hitting it from the side, reverse cowgirl, missionary, aftercare, intimacy.

a/n: heyyy! i hope ya’ll enjoy this one. kisses to you all! - des. 🪷

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• okay, so boom.

• we all know what community really put grillz on the map in american culture and others became inspired decades after.

• those others included you and your man, nicholas.

• one thing you loved about him was his smile.

• you don’t know how he achieved such perfect pearly whites, but every time he puts them on display, you just fall harder for him.

• you see why his fans simp for him the way they do. he’s hot when he’s brooding, but when he smiles it just hits different.

• you could just stare in complete awe when he bursts out in genuine laughter or he’d just throw you a smile your way because let’s face it.

• he adores you, he kisses the ground you walk on.

• he thinks your smile is contagious. he could be pissed off and if you give him a simper of reassurance, that frown is turned upside down.

• you’re always wearing fashion trends that related to your culture.

• that includes clothes, makeup, shoes, hair styles, and jewelry.

• you wanted to try something new that could add to your look.

• some grillz.

• the photos on pinterest had you instantly inspired.

• when you flashed your silvery new dental accessory, nicholas was captivated.

• “fuck, can you get any hotter? you look amazing!” he was hyping you real good.

• he loves it when it matches with your outfits and other jewelry.

• and if you pair those grillz with that brown liner and clear gloss combo? he’s about to fold you like clothes.

• “y’know who else would look amazing with these? you would! you got the best teeth for it, nick.” you suggest, urging him to give this a try.

• at first he was unsure about it because he wasn’t certain of the ending result.

• “babe, are you sure? you’d think i’d look good with ‘em?” he’d inquire with a raised brow.

• “no, you wouldn’t look good. you’d look fine as hell! nick, you know that i got you. we’re gonna make sure we find what’s best for you.” you reassured again with a kiss to his cheek.

• nicholas was onboard!

• you contacted the jeweler that provided your grillz and set up an appointment for the following day.

• you and nicholas took your time for him to design “the one” that best fit his style.

• from the embellishments to the color, he wanted your feedback on everything, but what mattered to you was that he was happy because you’re still gonna fuck with it anyway.

• a few days after his grillz were created, you returned back to your jeweler, so that could be be fitted properly.

• he turned to you, flashing his teeth to reveal his new accessory.

• “so—how do i do look?” he’d ask, hoping that this long process had paid off. he really liked it the more he examined the grillz on his left canine.

• at the first glance of the shimmering jewel, you were sure you were going to faint.

• nicholas looked so damn good.

• you were speechless.

• you couldn’t help, but to take your phone out because you needed this moment to last longer the more you gawked.

• “smile big f’me, baby. c’monnn!” you urged him, batting your lashes and caressing his chiseled chin to which he bashfully grins. the apple of his cheeks were cherry red at your affection.

• you gotta get more storage in your phone for the amount of selfies and videos you took of you and nicholas sporting your grillz.

• nicholas is super responsible with them, you even gifted him with a monogrammed with his initials.

• he keeps them clean and pristine. he ain’t playing.

• if you happen to forget yours, he’s got you.

• there was just this new air of confidence that he had and it turned you on.

• and honey, if you were clingy to him before.

• you’re definitely stuck on him now and he’s eating it allll the way up.

• if you guys are laying on the couch and you’re just chilling on top of him, you could just be rambling and then—

• he peers at you with those sultry, brown eyes and flash that irresistible smile. you’d just stop and get so hypnotized.

• nicholas’ eye contact is just as lethal as his smile.

• “shit…what was i saying?” you’d inquire, feeling embarrassed that he had you so easily flustered.

• he’d chuckle causing you to absolutely fold.

• speaking of folding.

• he uses those grillz when it’s time to get down in the bedroom.

• he’s a lover, an eater, and now he’s a biter.

• best believe when it comes to your chest, he’ll pay extra attention to your nipples as he bites on them with his flashy canine.

• the sensation of the metal mixed with the suckling of tongue made the erected points of your nipple harder than before.

• he litters love bites all over you, nibbling everywhere he could reach.

• you love to see the glimmer of his grill when he uses his teeth to pull your panties down.

• nicholas lives for how the goosebumps on your skin of your inner thigh rises as he glides the metal to the path of your awaiting core.

• when using his mouth to pleasure you, he pays extra attention to your clit.

• he has different techniques for it. rubbing, sucking, and swirling his tongue around it in order for you to finish on his face.

• girl, pull on his hair a little harder because when he puts that bud in between his teeth where the grill is to nibble on it a bit, you will be absolutely spent as you ooze out all over his face.

• nicholas drank every single drop like water.

• that was his best head yet.

• when you’re go down on him, you get butterflies in your stomach as you gaze up at him through your lashes to see him grinning in satisfaction and caressing his fingers through your scalp. his grill on his display as he praises you for taking him so well into your mouth.

• “ah, look at you. fuck, if you keep looking at me like that m’gonna cum, angel.”

• and so he does, but he’s not done until he fully has his way with you.

• nicholas has an impressive stamina, he could go at it in many positions with you.

• during missionary, he’ll bury his face into the crevice between your neck and shoulder, sinking his teeth deep into the skin causing you to cry out as he repeatedly drills into the soft spot of your pussy.

• if he’s hitting it from the side, he’ll have one hand on your leg to raise it an angle as his jeweled teeth glide and bite along your jawline and earlobe, whispering the raunchiest of praises into your ear.

• bite marks from the gems are guaranteed to be all over your shoulders if you’re in reverse cowgirl, your back is up against his broad chest as you bounce yourself up and down against his length, his nails dig into the plush skin of your hips while his jolts in the direction of your clenching walls.

• when you two finish, he’s checking in to make sure you’re okay afterwards.

• “fuck, did i bite too hard? m’sorry, babe.” he’s such a sweetheart!

• you were honest that you were a bit sore, but you reassured nicholas that you loved it nonetheless!

• what’s pleasure without a little pain?

• nicholas is quite gentle during aftercare.

• he’ll run you both a bath, give you an oil massage, and foot rub before you’re both cuddling in bed.

• “just one more thing before you put em’ back in the case, boo. smile f’me one more time, pleaaaase?” you plea, rolling yourself on top of him before leaning closer to his face as your hands rested on his jaw.

• at the sight of your face and the sound of your voice, how could he not?

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mint-8 · 6 months ago

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Platonic Yandere Socialite x GN! Reader

- Yandere Socialite, who comes from an affluent family of successful business owners and who has a lot of stress and expectations for them to uphold their family's name, so they usually play golf as an entertaining way to blow off steam and network with their fellow golfers. It's not like this was their only option, but the scarce free time their parents ever have to hang out with them is usually spent on golfing sessions, so it's worth it.

- Yandere Socialite, who notices your family as the new members of the club. They recognize your parent as a tech entrepreneur whose business has become incredibly profitable and has catapulted your family into 'new money'. You guys are painfully obvious as well, wearing tacky, expensive clothing, and way too much jewelry for the sport, but Yandere Socialite can't help but be interested in you for some reason. So they approach you and your family for an invitation to a game.

- Yandere Socialite, who is pleasantly surprised as to how nice, polite, and sweet all your family members are, including you! Your family was so overwhelmed with their newly acquired wealth that they weren't completely sure what to do with their insurmountable wealth. It reminds Yandere Golfer of a family of baby fawns being so curious yet afraid of the world around them. But Yandere Socialite enjoys the company of all of you very much, so they make sure to invite all of you to a brunch tomorrow, as well as giving all of you some tips as to how dress better.

- Yandere Socialite, who becomes your family unofficial guide to high society, advising your family on what other families to socialize with, what brands and trends are popular in the main cliques, mannerisms, and etiquette to impress the 'old money' folk and many more tips! Yandere Socialite only asks (more like demands) your companionship and friendship in this hell hole that is high society.

- Yandere Socialite loves to drag you to trips to extravagant countries, going on shopping sprees where you pretty much become their confused yet flattered little doll to accessorize and pamper, attend high class events, and shows, and become their designated partner in any formal or informal setting! They get along well with your family as well! All of you have an innocent aura that fills them with such warmth that they wish to never let any of you go but have a stronger bias with you.

"Remember that after we finish with these clothes, we have the waterpolo event to attend to. I think it was some for some sort of charity or something?"

"I'm kind of tired... Can't we skip it?"

"Oh goodness, no! If you want, we can go to a coffee break. There's a cute organic cafe near the club!"

"All right..."

"You know what? Maybe we should invite your parents as well! I think there will be some important people there, so your parents can go and network!"

"Great..."

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sherewrytes · 12 days ago

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Talk him through it

A very late Valentine's day thing plus I wanted to write something for that talk him through it trend on tik tok (feel free to use some IRL )

Synopsis: Work had been relentless for Suguru lately, the demands of managing his team as a project lead weighing heavily on his shoulders. He hated how it had affected your relationship, the distance creeping in despite both of you addressing it. But Valentine’s Day gave you the perfect opportunity to remind him of everything you shared—love, connection, and unwavering intimacy. Tonight was for him, to heal and unwind, but also to reaffirm that no matter how heavy life became, you would always be there to help him carry it.

The sound of the door unlocking broke the stillness of the apartment, and you glanced at the clock on the stove—9:12 PM. Late, but you’d expected that. Since his promotion to Chief Systems Engineer, Suguru had been working longer hours, often coming home mentally drained and too worn out to even hold a proper conversation.

You heard the heavy sigh he let out as he stepped inside, the faint thud of his shoes hitting the floor, and the rustle of his coat as he hung it on the hook by the door. You peeked around the kitchen doorway and spotted him—tall, broad, and utterly exhausted.

His blazer was slung over one arm, his tie was askew, and the top button of his shirt had been undone, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone. His long hair, usually tied back neatly for work, was disheveled, strands framing his face. He looked like he’d had one hell of a day.

You stepped out of the kitchen with a soft smile. “Welcome home, baby.”

Suguru’s eyes flicked to you, and for a moment, the tension in his shoulders seemed to melt. His gaze softened as it traveled over you, taking in the way you’d dressed up for him—a silky, deep red dress that hugged your curves just right, paired with gold jewelry that glinted softly in the candlelight.

“Hey,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. He dropped his bag by the couch, raking a hand through his hair. “What’s all this?”

You walked over to him, the gentle sway of your hips drawing his tired eyes like a magnet. “It’s Valentine’s Day, Suguru,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Did you forget?”

His lips twitched into a faint smirk, though the exhaustion lingered in his expression. “Of course not. I just…” He trailed off, glancing around at the soft glow of candles, the faint hum of your playlist in the background, and the table set with his favorite wine and dishes.

“...didn’t expect this,” he finished, his hands finding your waist instinctively. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble, Y/N.”

You smiled, leaning in to kiss his jawline, the roughness of his stubble brushing against your lips. “It’s no trouble,” you murmured. “You’ve been working so hard lately, Suguru. I wanted to give you a night where you don’t have to think about anything but us.”

He exhaled deeply, his arms tightening around you as he buried his face in your neck for a moment. “I don’t deserve you,” he muttered, his voice heavy with guilt. “I’ve been so caught up with work lately. I know I haven’t been the best—”

“Stop,” you interrupted, pulling back to look him in the eyes. “You’ve been doing your best. And that’s enough for me. Tonight, it’s my turn to take care of you.”

His dark eyes searched yours for a moment before he let out a low chuckle. “You spoil me too much, you know that?”

“Only because you deserve it,” you said, taking his hand and guiding him toward the table. “Now, let me feed you first. We’ve got the whole night ahead of us.”

“Come here,” you said softly, your fingers brushing against the loosened tie hanging around his neck.

Suguru raised an eyebrow but didn’t resist as you tugged lightly, pulling him closer. “What are you up to, hmm?” he asked, his voice dipping into a playful drawl despite his exhaustion.

“You’ll see,” you murmured, your hands sliding up to undo the knot with practiced ease. You pulled the silk tie free, letting it slip through your fingers before draping it over the back of a nearby chair. “You’ve had this thing on all day—it’s time to relax.”

A low hum of appreciation rumbled in his chest. “Feels like I’m being undressed before dinner,” he teased, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile that broke through. “If I was undressing you, you wouldn’t be standing right now,” you shot back, your fingers grazing the open collar of his shirt. “Now sit. You need to eat.”

Suguru laughed, a deep, warm sound that made your chest flutter. “Yes, ma’am,” he said, letting you guide him by the hand toward the dining table.

You pulled out his chair and gestured for him to sit. He obeyed, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly as he sank into the cushioned seat. His eyes flickered to the table, where you’d prepared his favorite dishes—a thoughtful spread of hearty, home-cooked comfort food. The rich aroma of garlic, spices, and roasted vegetables filled the air, making his stomach rumble despite how drained he felt.

“You really went all out,” he said, watching as you grabbed the wine glasses and set one in front of him.

“I wanted tonight to be special,” you said simply, pouring him a generous amount of the deep red wine. “You deserve it.”

Suguru tilted his head, his dark eyes softening as he looked at you. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m not complaining.”

“Good,” you said, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “Now, eat before it gets cold.”

You took your seat across from him, watching as he picked up his fork and tasted the first bite. His eyes closed briefly as the flavors hit his tongue, and a quiet groan escaped him.

“Damn,” he muttered, opening his eyes to look at you with a mix of surprise and appreciation. “This is incredible. You’ve been holding out on me, haven’t you?”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “I just saved the best for a special occasion.”

The two of you fell into easy conversation as you ate, the stresses of the day melting away with each bite and sip of wine. Suguru’s laughter became more frequent, his shoulders relaxing as the weight of his responsibilities faded, if only for a while.

At one point, you reached across the table to brush a stray strand of hair from his face, your fingers lingering for a moment longer than necessary. “You’re really handsome, you know that?”

He smirked, leaning into your touch. “Careful, you’re gonna give me a big head.”

“Too late for that,” you teased, pulling your hand back to sip your wine.

As dinner wound down, you stood and began clearing the dishes, but Suguru grabbed your wrist gently.

“Leave it,” he said, his voice low and warm. “I’ll do it later.”

You shook your head. “Not tonight. You’re not lifting a finger, remember?”

He sighed, leaning back in his chair with a resigned smile. “You’re really not gonna let me do anything tonight, huh?”

“Not a chance,” you said, setting the plates on the counter before turning back to him. You leaned against the edge of the table, your gaze locked on his. “In fact, I’ve got something else planned for you.”

Suguru raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. “Oh? What kind of plans?”

You tilted your head, a sly smile playing on your lips. “Why don’t you follow me and find out?”

Suguru watched you carefully, curiosity and intrigue dancing in his dark eyes. He pushed his chair back and stood, towering over you as you offered him your hand.

“Come on,” you said softly, your voice low and inviting.

He slipped his hand into yours without hesitation, his rough palm warm against your skin. The gentle tug you gave him sent a thrill through his chest, and he couldn’t help but notice the slight sway in your hips as you led him down the hall.

“Not even a hint?” he asked, his tone teasing as his thumb traced small circles against the back of your hand.

“Nope,” you replied, throwing a playful glance over your shoulder. “Patience, Suguru.”

He chuckled, shaking his head but letting you guide him. As the two of you approached the bedroom, he noticed the faint sound of soft music drifting through the air. His steps faltered for a brief moment as you pushed open the door, revealing the surprise you had carefully prepared.

The room was transformed into a private sanctuary. Flickering candlelight cast a golden glow against the walls, and the bed was adorned with a scattering of crimson and blush rose petals. Heart-shaped balloons in his favorite color, your favorite color, and classic Valentine’s Day red floated gently around the room, anchored by silky ribbons. A delicate, floral scent lingered in the air, mixing with the faint aroma of the candles.

Suguru blinked, taking it all in as a soft melody—a song the two of you both loved—played in the background. His gaze finally landed on you, standing in front of him with a nervous but expectant smile.

“You did all this for me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“For us,” you corrected, stepping closer to him. Your hands found the lapels of his shirt, smoothing them down before slipping beneath to rest on his chest. “You’ve been working so hard, Suguru. I wanted to remind you how much I appreciate you—and how much I love you.”

The words settled over him like a warm embrace, and for a moment, he couldn’t find the right response. Instead, he cupped your cheek in his hand, his thumb brushing over your skin as his eyes softened.

“I don’t deserve you,” he murmured, his forehead resting against yours.

“You deserve everything,” you said firmly, your hands sliding up to rest on his shoulders. “Now, let me take care of you tonight. No work, no stress—just us.”

Suguru exhaled a shaky breath, his lips quirking into a small, almost bashful smile. “You’re really something else, you know that?”

You grinned, your fingers slipping down to undo the top few buttons of his shirt. “I know,” you teased, your voice dropping to a playful whisper. “Now, why don’t you get comfortable?”

Suguru’s brows lifted slightly, a knowing smirk curling at the edges of his lips as he stepped back and began shrugging off his shirt. “You’re really taking control tonight, huh?”

“That’s the plan,” you replied, taking his shirt from him and folding it neatly before setting it aside. “Now sit,” you instructed, nodding toward the edge of the bed.

He obeyed, his movements slow and deliberate as he sank onto the mattress. His eyes never left yours as you stepped closer, your hands moving to undo the cuffs of his sleeves. The soft music, the romantic ambiance, and the way you looked at him—everything about this moment made the stress of the past few weeks feel like a distant memory.

“Relax,” you said gently, your fingers brushing over his wrists before tilting his chin up to look at you. “Tonight, I’ve got you.”

Suguru lifted the robe fully out of the bag, letting the sleek black fabric unfold. His eyes widened slightly as he ran his fingers over the intricate gold details, the unmistakable Medusa head pattern catching the dim candlelight.

“Versace?” he said, a mix of surprise and amusement coloring his tone. “You got me a Versace robe?”

You couldn’t help but grin at his reaction. “I figured you deserved to feel a little extra luxurious,” you said, brushing a strand of hair from your face as you stood between his legs.

Suguru chuckled, shaking his head as he inspected the robe further. “This is... over the top.”

“No,” you countered softly, resting your hands on his shoulders. “This is exactly what you deserve. You’ve been working so hard, Suguru. Let me take care of you tonight.”

He looked up at you, his expression softening as he set the robe down beside him. “You really went all out,” he murmured, his hands sliding to rest on your hips.

“For you? Always,” you replied, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his lips.

Suguru sighed into the kiss, his hands tightening on your waist as if grounding himself in the moment. When you pulled back, you caught the way his eyes lingered on you, dark and full of appreciation.

“Let me help you get comfortable,” you whispered, your fingers toying with the buttons of his vest.

He leaned back slightly, watching you with a hint of anticipation as you slowly undid each button. You took your time, your fingers grazing his chest lightly with each movement. Once the vest was open, you slid it off his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor in a soft heap.

Your hands moved to the buttons of his work shirt next, your touch deliberate and slow. Suguru’s breathing deepened as you worked your way down, each button revealing more of his toned chest and the tattoos that adorned his skin.

“You always look so good,” you murmured, more to yourself than to him.

He smirked at your comment, his dark eyes watching your every move. “You like the ink that much?”

You smiled, your fingers tracing one of the intricate designs on his chest. “I love everything about you,” you said softly, leaning in to press a kiss to the edge of a swirling black line.

Suguru’s breath hitched slightly at the contact, his hands moving to rest on your thighs as you continued your slow exploration. You slid the shirt off his shoulders, revealing more of his inked skin. His lean muscles and the way the tattoos stretched across them made your breath catch.

“You’re beautiful,” you whispered, running your hands down his chest.

He chuckled, his voice low and warm. “I think that’s supposed to be my line.”

You leaned closer, your lips brushing against his ear as you replied, “You’ll get your turn. For now, let me take care of you.”

Suguru’s hands flexed on your thighs, his control slipping just enough to show how much your words were affecting him. “You really know how to get a man to relax,” he murmured.

“Good,” you said, stepping back slightly to reach for his belt. His eyes darkened as he watched you unbuckle it, your movements slow and intentional.

Sliding the belt from its loops, you let it fall to the floor before moving to the clasp of his work pants. Suguru shifted slightly, lifting his hips just enough for you to ease the pants down his legs.

Now, he sat before you in just his boxers, the contrast of his inked skin against the soft candlelight making your heart race. You knelt in front of him, your hands sliding up his thighs as your eyes roamed his body appreciatively.

“You’re perfect,” you murmured, your fingers tracing the edge of a tattoo on his hip.

Suguru let out a soft laugh, his hand reaching to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “You’re too good to me,” he said, his voice a mix of affection and desire.

You stood slowly, your hands brushing up his sides as you leaned down to kiss him again. This time, the kiss was deeper, slower, your lips moving against his in a way that made time seem to stretch.

When you pulled back, his breathing was heavier, and his eyes were locked on you with an intensity that made your skin tingle.

“Stay right here,” you whispered, your voice soft but commanding.

Suguru’s gaze followed you as you stepped back, walking toward the dresser where you had set aside the robe. Picking it up, you turned back to him, holding it out with a small smile.

“Let’s get you into this,” you said, your tone playful yet tender.

Suguru stood, his tall frame towering over you as he took the robe from your hands. His movements were deliberate as he slipped it on, the luxurious fabric draping perfectly over his shoulders.

You stepped back, admiring him with a satisfied smile. “Now you really look like the king you are,” you said, your voice teasing.

He chuckled, his hand reaching out to pull you close. “If I’m the king, then you’re my queen,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your forehead.

Suguru wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close. The robe hung loosely on his frame, exposing just enough of his tattoos and toned chest to make your stomach flutter. His lips brushed against your forehead, then trailed down to your temple, leaving a warm trail of kisses along your skin.

“You’ve been spoiling me all night,” he murmured, his voice low and warm. “Let me do something for you, too.”

His hands moved to your hips, sliding up your sides with the intent to take control of the moment. But you quickly stepped back, placing your hands on his chest with a soft yet firm push.

“Uh-uh,” you said with a playful shake of your head, your lips curling into a smirk. “Tonight is about you. Sit down.”

Suguru arched an eyebrow, his lips tugging into a small grin as he allowed himself to be guided back onto the bed. He leaned back on his hands, watching you with that dark, amused glint in his eyes. “You’re really not going to let me return the favor, huh?”

“Not tonight,” you replied, your voice soft but commanding as you stood before him.

His gaze followed your every move, his expression shifting from playful to something deeper, more focused. You stepped between his legs, your fingers grazing his thighs before trailing up to the edges of the robe. You tugged it open just enough to reveal more of his inked chest, your hands skimming the warm skin beneath.

“You work so hard,” you said softly, your fingers tracing one of the intricate designs on his shoulder. “You deserve to just sit back and let me take care of you for once.”

Suguru’s breathing deepened as your hands moved to his face, cupping his jaw gently. You leaned down, your lips brushing against his in a slow, lingering kiss that made his hands twitch with the effort to stay still.

When you pulled back, you reached for the sash of your robe, undoing it slowly. Suguru’s eyes darkened as the fabric slipped from your shoulders, pooling at your feet and revealing the delicate lace set beneath.

“Damn,” he murmured, his voice dropping as his eyes roamed your figure appreciatively. “You’re trying to kill me tonight, aren’t you?”

You chuckled softly, stepping closer to him. “No,” you whispered, your hands sliding to his shoulders. “I’m trying to remind you how loved you are.”

Suguru’s hands finally moved, resting lightly on your hips as you straddled his lap. He leaned forward, his lips ghosting over your collarbone as he muttered, “You’re making it really hard to just sit back, you know.”

“I know,” you replied, your fingers threading through his hair as you tilted his head back slightly. “But I want you to trust me tonight. Let me take the lead.”

His dark eyes met yours, a flicker of resistance giving way to a smirk as he leaned back again. “Alright, baby,” he said, his voice low and teasing. “I’m all yours.”

You smiled, leaning down to kiss him again, your lips moving slowly, deliberately against his. Your hands slid to the edges of his robe, pushing it off his shoulders as you kissed along his jawline and down his neck.

Suguru let out a soft groan as you moved, his head tipping back slightly to give you more access. You took your time, your lips trailing over the tattoos that marked his chest, your fingers skimming over the ridges of his muscles.

When you reached his boxers, you paused, your hands resting on his thighs as you looked up at him. “Still with me?” you asked, your voice soft but filled with intent.

His gaze was heavy-lidded as he looked down at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “Always,” he replied.

The room was warm, the soft glow of the candles casting golden light over Suguru’s inked skin as you slid off his lap, leaving a trail of featherlight touches down his chest. He shifted slightly, settling on the edge of the bed as you moved to kneel on the plush rug beneath him.

His dark eyes followed your every move, smoldering with a mix of curiosity and desire. You glanced up at him, your hands resting lightly on his knees, and the sight of him looking down at you—just in his boxers, his tattoos a map of his strength and stories—was enough to make your breath hitch.

You reached for one of his hands, lifting it to your lips and planting a warm, deliberate kiss on his knuckles. The gesture, soft and intimate, pulled a low sigh from him, followed by a groan that vibrated through the air like a low hum. His head tipped back for a moment, his long, dark hair falling over his shoulders as he absorbed the sensation.

“Suguru,” you murmured, his name a soft caress on your lips.

He tilted his head to look at you again, his chest rising and falling with steady breaths, though the tension in his body betrayed the storm brewing within. You leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on the waistband of his boxers, your lips grazing his skin just above the fabric.

His breath caught, and his hand instinctively moved, brushing your cheek before you guided it behind your head. You let his fingers tangle in your hair, his touch tender yet firm as his palm rested against the back of your head. His thumb brushed the nape of your neck, a silent acknowledgment of his restraint, his hesitation.

Looking up at him through your lashes, you let your lips part, your voice soft and breathy as you said, “Come feed me, Suguru.”

The words hung in the air, heavy with intent and vulnerability.

His eyes widened slightly at your boldness, a flicker of surprise breaking through the heat in his gaze. Then a low chuckle escaped him, followed by a shaky exhale as he ran his free hand through his hair.

“Damn,” he muttered, his voice thick with amusement and arousal. “You really aren’t playing tonight.”

He tugged lightly at your hair, not to pull you away but to ground himself, his other hand brushing the side of your face. “You’re sure about this?” he asked, his tone softer, grounding, though the tremor in his voice hinted at his resolve slipping.

You nodded, your lips curling into a small smile as you leaned further into him. “It’s all for you tonight,” you whispered.

Suguru exhaled deeply, his hand on the back of your head caressing the curve of your skull as his other hand rested on your cheek. The tension in his body eased, though the raw need in his eyes burned brighter.

"Alright then," he murmured, a teasing edge slipping into his tone despite the rasp in his voice. "Don't blame me if I lose control."

Suguru pulled his cock out while your one hand slid his boxers off.

Geto inhaled sharply as you aligned yourself, his cock springing free from the confines of his boxers and coming to rest against your soft lips. He shuddered at the contact, a low groan escaping him as he looked down at you with hooded, lust-filled eyes.

His hand fisted slightly in your hair, not to force you, but to anchor himself as he struggled to maintain his composure. "Fuck, you look... incredible," he breathed out, his voice rough with desire. "Seeing you like this, so eager and ready, it's... damn."

Geto brushed his thumb over your plump bottom lip, tracing the delicate curve before he gripped the base of his shaft, stroking it slowly as you gazed at him while his cock rested against your face and tip on your lips. "Go on, Suguru. Let me show you what that pretty mouth can do," he groaned, a wicked glint in his eye and a smirk playing on his lips.

Geto let out a strangled "Fuck" as he began to slowly thrust into the warm, wet heat of your mouth, his grip tightening in your hair. "Ohhh fuck, your mouth... it's incredible," he gasped out, his voice strained with pleasure.

His hips rocked back and forth, pushing deeper with each thrust as he lost himself in the exquisite sensation. The obscene sound of his cock plunging into your throat filled the room, mingling with Geto's increasingly loud and desperate moans.

"Mmphh... ahhh... damn it, your mouth is too good," he panted out, his eyes squeezing shut as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. The hand fisting in your hair tugged lightly, not forcing you, but conveying his building urgency.

Geto's muscular chest heaved with each ragged breath, the tattoos seeming to dance in the candlelight as his skin flushed with arousal. He was rapidly losing control, consumed by the feeling of your lips wrapped around his aching length and the tantalizing sensation of your tongue swirling around the sensitive head.

He watched saliva leaked out of your mouth while your head bobbed on his cock

"Shit... I-I'm not going to last if you keep that up," he warned you, his voice a low, desperate rasp. "You're going to make me cum so fucking hard..."

Despite his words, Geto didn't slow his movements, continuing to fuck your mouth with increasing fervor. The bed creaked beneath him as he braced himself, drowning in the exquisite pleasure of your skilled ministrations.

you pull back releasing Geto's cock from your mouth you smiled and pushed him back onto the bed "what you want baby? me on top or you over me." Suguru had never heard you talk to him like this before.

Geto's eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly pulled away, a mix of disappointment and intrigue warring on his handsome face. He allowed himself to be pushed back onto the bed, his chest heaving with labored breaths as he stared up at you, a newfound hunger burning in his gaze.

He propped himself up on his elbows, taking in your flushed cheeks and kiss-swollen lips with a satisfied smirk. "Wow, you're full of surprises tonight, aren't you?" he murmured, a note of admiration in his voice. "I like it. I like it a lot."

At your question, Geto's brow arched, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Mmm, you want to be in control tonight, huh?" he purred, his eyes roaming appreciatively over your curves. "I can work with that. I want to watch you take what you need, to see you lost in pleasure above me as you chase your high."

He leaned back further, settling against the pillows and spreading his arms wide in a clear invitation. "Come on then, sweetheart. Straddle me. Take what you want from me. I want to watch you work for it," Geto challenged, his voice dripping with sinful promise and barely restrained desire. "And if you do a really good job, maybe I'll even let you pin me down and have your wicked way with me."

His eyes gleamed with mirth and unbridled lust, a silent dare hanging in the air between you. Despite the competitive nature simmering beneath the surface, Geto was more than willing to let you be the one in charge tonight, eager to see just how far you would take this newfound boldness.

you climbed on top him kissing his jaw while slowly sliding down onto his cock saying in-between kisses, "Can you feel how tight I am around you baby? Cann, you feel how wet you make me."

Geto let out a low, drawn-out groan as you slowly sank down onto his throbbing shaft, his hands gripping your hips tightly. He tilted his head to the side, giving you better access to his jaw as you peppered it with soft kisses.

"Fuck yes, I can feel it," he grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. "You're so goddamn tight, Fuck baby. just like that. Squeezing me like a vice..."

One hand slid up your side, palming the soft swell of your breast as the other gripped your ass, encouraging you to sink even lower. "And you're soaked, aren't you? I can feel your wetness coating my cock, making it so fucking easy to slide in deep."

He bucked his hips up slightly, burying himself to the hilt inside you as a particularly intense kiss sent a shiver down his spine. "Damn, the way you're gripping me, it's like your pussy was made just for my dick. Fuck, I could stay buried inside your tight heat forever..."

Geto's breathing grew heavier as he lost himself in the exquisite sensation, his heart pounding in his chest. He gazed up at you with hooded, lust-glazed eyes, a look of pure hunger etched on his handsome face.

"Ride me just like that, sweetheart. Take your pleasure from me, use me to chase your high," he murmured, his grip on your hips tightening as he guided your movements. "I want to feel you come undone above me, want to watch as you lose yourself in ecstasy. Come on baby, fucking take it."

you kissed him feverishly and bit on his lip just a lil "you like when I get like this. See you how your dick makes me crazy Su"

A sharp gasp escaped Geto's lips as you nipped at his mouth, a bolt of electricity seeming to shoot through his body at the mix of pleasure and pain. His hands tightened their grip on your hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he bucked up into you with increasing urgency.

"Fuck, I love it. I fucking love seeing you like this, all wild and desperate for my cock," he growled, his voice low and rough with desire. "Your tight little pussy is squeezing me so hard, and your kisses... damn, they're driving me insane."

Geto captured your lips in a searing kiss, all tongue and teeth and barely restraining himself. He devoured your mouth like a man starved, swallowing your whimpers and moans as he thrust up into you harder, the bed creaking beneath you.

"You like it when I make you crazy like this, sweetheart? When I fill up your hungry little cunt and make you lose control?" he panted against your lips, his eyes blazing into yours.

"Yes i do daddy, fucking claim your pussy. no one beats it up like you Suguru."

You placed your hand on his chest to get a lil more leverage to bounce more on his cock, "Look at us Suguru, look how you slide in and out of me so good baby."

Geto's breath caught in his throat as you braced your hand against his chest and began to bounce on his throbbing member with fevor. The new angle allowed him to plunge even deeper, his hardened length sliding in and out of your dripping folds with ease.

He gazed down at the spot where your bodies joined, watching in awe and disbelief as he claimed your pussy so thoroughly. The erotic sight of your arousal coating his shaft and dripping down onto his balls sent a fresh wave of lust crashing over him.

"Shit... look at that. Your hungry little cunt is swallowing me whole, and it's so fucking sexy," he breathed out, his voice ragged with desire. "I've never seen anything so perfect in my life"

Geto's eyes flashed up to meet yours, blazing with a new intensity. In that moment, the tables turned, and he found himself captivated, ensnared by the raw passion and need shining in your gaze.

His grip on your hips loosened slightly as he surrendered to the feeling of your sensual bouncing, allowing you to take your pleasure from his body. Geto's head tipped back against the pillows, exposing the strong column of his throat as soft sounds of bliss spilled from his lips.

"Yes baby, just like that. Use me, take what you need," he encouraged breathlessly, all traces of his earlier dominance melting away. Geto gazed up at you with a new level of reverence, eagerly drinking in the erotic sight of you losing yourself in the pleasure he brought you. "You're incredible... fuck, I can't get enough of you. Ruin me for anyone else."

"You want me to ruin you Suguru hmmm, you want this pretty pussy don't you."

The candles flickered, casting a warm glow over Suguru's sweat-slicked skin as he gazed up at you with eyes dark and hazy from arousal. A shudder rippled through his muscular body at your provocative words, and he swallowed hard before responding, his voice low and thick with desire.

"Fuck yes, I want this sweet little pussy to ruin me," he admitted, his grip tightening reflexively on your hips. "I want you to fucking destroy me, baby. I want your needy cunt to consume me until the only thing I can focus on is you riding me, using me for your pleasure."

Suguru's chest heaved as he struggled to maintain control, the feel of your slick walls gripping him like a velvet vice. He bucked into you, straining to bury himself impossibly deeper as he marveled at the erotic sight of your curves bouncing with each powerful thrust.

"Mark me, claim me, make me yours until I can't think straight," he begged fervently, all traces of his earlier swagger replaced by a raw, naked desperation. "I don't want to be able to walk away after you're done with me. I want to be ruined for anyone else."

His eyes, burning into yours with an intensity that sent electrifying shivers racing down your spine, revealed a vulnerability he rarely dared to show. In that moment, Geto surrendered himself completely to you, putting his pleasure and wellbeing in your hands. "So go on, sweetheart. Take all of me, every fucking inch. Use me until I break."

"Switch positions baby put me on my back like my good boy."

Geto's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and deep arousal at your commanding words. A shaky grin spread across his face, a hint of that familiar cockiness returning. "Damn, you've got me wrapped around your finger, don't you baby?" he murmured, his voice a low, appreciative rasp. "Never thought I'd say this, but fuck, I like it when you take charge like this, when you demand what you want from me."

He tightened his grip on your hips before flipping your joined bodies over in one smooth, powerful motion. In an instant, he had you pinned beneath him, nestled among the pillows and sheets as he loomed above you with a predatory gleam in his eyes.

"Mmm, look at you now. You're even more breathtaking like this, spread out and all mine,"��Geto purred, one hand trailing up your side to cup the swell of your breast. He brushed his thumb over the stiff peak, feeling it pebble under his touch.

"My good, sexy girl," he praised tenderly, his voice dripping with sinful promise. He rolled his hips, grinding his thick length against your sensitive flesh and causing you both to groan at the contact. "Now, you wanted me on top, so tell me baby... what do you want me to do next? How do you want me to worship this gorgeous body of yours?"

"Tell me if this is the best pussy you ever had."

Geto's eyes darkened with a fierce intensity as he gazed down at you, taking in the erotic sight of your body splayed out beneath him. A slow, wicked grin spread across his handsome face, revealing the deep appreciation and desire shining in his eyes.

The hand on your breast tightened slightly, kneading the soft mound as he leaned down to murmur against your ear. "You want to know if this is the best pussy I've ever had?" he asked, his voice a low, sinful purr. "Baby, you've got to be fucking kidding me. This sweet little cunt is in a league of its own, and I've had my share of experience."

He punctuated his words by thrusting his hips hard up against yours, grinding his thick, hard length along your dripping slit with a low groan of pleasure. "I've fucked many girls, but none of them could ever come close to you. Your pussy is fucking perfect, like it was made just for my cock."

Geto's fingers drifted down your belly, teasing through your slick folds before he circled your aching clit with a feather-light touch. "The way you grip me, like my dick is the only thing that can satisfy you. The way you soak me with that sweet ass pussy juice, begging me to fill you up again and again..."

He pressed a feather-light kiss to your jaw, your cheek, before pulling back to stare intensely into your eyes. "You've ruined me for anyone else baby. No one else will ever make me feel as good as you do. Now," he murmured, his voice a dark, seductive drawl. "Tell me what you want me to do to this incredible fucking pussy of yours. I'm yours to command."

"How about you choke me like you hate me and fuck me like you love me." you purred at him

Geto's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint, a thrill of dark excitement shooting through him at your provocative words. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a mix of wicked and tender emotions warring within him.

"Fuck, you want me to choke you like I hate you while I fuck you like I love you?" he murmured, his voice a low, sinful rasp. "Such a beautiful, twisted little thing you are. My perfect girl."

Slowly, deliberately, Geto brought one hand up to wrap around your throat, applying the lightest pressure. His grip was firm but not painful, a teasing promise of the intensity to come. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't know if you're coming or going," he vowed darkly, his eyes boring into yours. "I'll split you open soo fuckin' good, tear you up, remind you who this needy cunt belongs to."

At the same time, Geto captured your lips in a searing kiss, pouring all of his passion, his lust, his twisted love into the heated clash of mouths. He licked into you greedily, swallowing your whimpers and moans as his other hand gripped your hip hard enough to bruise.

"I'm going to fuck you with everything I have, baby. I'll make you scream, make you cry, make you fucking worship my cock," he swore fiercely against your lips. "And through it all, you'll know that I hate you for making me feel this way...but I also fucking love you."

"how about you shut up and make her talk to you, she misses you soooo bad Suu"

Geto's eyes flashed with raw emotion as he gazed down at where your bodies were joined, his hips snapping forward with increasing force. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as he took you harder, deeper, driven by a primal urge to claim you completely.

"Fuck, I've missed this perfect little pussy so fucking much," he grunted, his voice strained with pleasure and longing. He leaned down, his breath hot against your ear as he murmured feverishly, "Daddy's missed you too, baby. I've fucking craved this tight, wet cunt, dreamed about burying myself inside you for soooo fuckin' long FUCK!"

He punctuated each word with a sharp thrust, grinding his pelvis against your clit and drawing a high, keening cry from your throat. "You don't know how much I've needed this, how much I've needed to feel your sweet cunt gripping me like this. Like you were made just for me, like this is where I belong."

Geto's grip on your throat tightened slightly as he gazed at you with a fierce, hungry intensity. "Tell me baby, tell me how much you've missed me, how much you've needed your daddy's cock splitting you open," he demanded, his voice a dark, seductive growl.* "I want to hear you say it while I fuck this greedy little hole, want you to beg for more as I give you everything you've been craving."

"Show her that you've been missing her. Show your pussy you've been missing her" You purred trying to catch your breath while he knocking the air out your throat with his strokes

Suguru's eyes blazed with unleashed hunger as he pushed your legs up and back, bending you nearly in half. He loomed over your folded form, a dominant presence intent on claiming every inch of you. With a low, almost feral growl, he started to thrust into you with renewed vigor, his thick shaft driving deep and hard.

"Fuck, look at this needy, wet little pussy, so desperate for my cock," he rasped, his voice rough with desire. He angled his hips to grind against that secret spot inside you with each punishing thrust. "I've fucking missed you, baby. Missed the way your greedy cunt swallows me whole, like you can't get enough."

Suguru's hand slid down to rub tight circles over your clit, the added stimulation making your pussy clench and flutter around his pistoning length. "Feel that, sweetheart? Feel how much daddy has missed you, how hard he's been dreaming of this moment?" he murmured, his breath coming in harsh pants against your neck. "I've been craving this perfect little fuckhole, have been dying to ruin you all over again."

He captured your lips in a searing kiss, all tongue and teeth as he fucked into you with abandon. The room filled with the erotic symphony of your bodies joining, of your needy cries and his grunts of pleasure. "You're mine, baby. This pussy belongs to me. And I'm going to fuck you in a way that reminds you of that, over and over again until you can't forget it."

"Thank you for this dick daddy, Ouu Im boutta cum.....cum with me"

Geto's eyes widened, a fierce grin splitting his face at your desperate plea. He could feel your pussy starting to flutter and quake around his pistoning shaft, your body tensing as your climax approached.

"Fuck yes, thank your daddy for this dick," he growled, his voice a low, commanding rumble. He pistoned his hips harder, the force of his thrusts rocking the bed as he chased your impending orgasm. "You're about to cum on this perfect cock, isn't that right baby? You're going to fucking soak me like the desperate little slut you are."

He could feel his own release building, the pressure coiling tight at the base of his spine. The slick, scorching heat of your core was driving him wild, urging him closer to the edge. "Cum with me sweetheart, fucking drench my cock as I fill this hungry cunt," he demanded, his eyes blazing into yours with a mix of dark desire and tender adoration.

Geto's hand on your clit rubbed faster, the obscene sound of your wetness filling the room as he fucked you with wild abandon. He could feel your pussy starting to squeeze him like a vice, your body craving the release only he could give you.

*"Fuck, I'm cumming baby! I'm cumming.. fuck squeeze me baby" he groaned out slamming into you one last time before hilting himself deep. His shaft throbbed and jerked as thick, hot ropes of cum painted your fluttering walls, marking you from the inside out.

The room was thick with the sweet scent of candle wax and the soft rustle of the sheets as Suguru lay back on the bed, his chest rising and falling with each breath. His hand rested lazily on his stomach, the other still tangled in your hair as you slowly nuzzled your face into his chest.

The silence between you both was a comforting kind of stillness, the kind that followed something deep, something raw. Your body was still humming, your heart pounding in time with the quiet rhythm of his breaths. You could feel the weight of his gaze, like a slow burn against your skin.

His hand slid from your hair to your back, fingers tracing lazy patterns over your skin as he leaned up on one elbow to get a better look at you.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he breathed, his voice a deep, rough rasp. “I’ve never heard you talk to me like that.”

You looked up at him, your smile small and satisfied, though there was a touch of curiosity in your eyes. Suguru’s face was flushed, his lips parted slightly as he watched you, as if still trying to process what had just happened.

“I just wanted to give you a night where you didn’t have to worry about anything but us,” you murmured, tracing the edges of his jawline with your fingertips.

He let out a shaky laugh, running a hand over his face, a mixture of disbelief and appreciation in his eyes. “You… you really have a way with words, don’t you?” he said, his voice low, but laced with an amused disbelief.

You smirked, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips. “I’ve always had it in me,” you whispered against his mouth. “Just had to let it out.”

Suguru chuckled, his arms pulling you closer as he buried his face in your neck. His touch was still gentle but possessive, like he needed to feel you close, to ground himself after everything that had just transpired.

“I’ll never get tired of hearing you talk to me like that,” he murmured into your skin, his lips brushing against the delicate curve of your neck.

You let out a soft sigh, closing your eyes as you sank deeper into the warmth of his embrace. “I’ll keep it in mind, then,” you whispered, a playful glint in your voice.

As he continued to hold you, his mind wandered for just a moment—wondering how he’d gotten so lucky. In the quiet after the storm, it was moments like these that reminded him just how much he loved you, how much you had come to mean.

With a contented sigh, he kissed the top of your head, his body finally beginning to relax. “You’re incredible, Y/N.”

You smiled, your fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest as you snuggled closer, the weight of the night hanging in the air like a perfect memory.

#black tumblr #black reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x black reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #geto suguru smut #geto x reader #jjk geto #geto suguru #geto smut #sherewrytes #jujutsu geto #jjk smut #jjk suguru

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bxeckersz · 10 months ago

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First post 🤗🤗!

Caitlin Clark HC !

NSFW at the end!!

• Touchy asfff. This woman has to touch you at alllll times

• has a whole photo album dedicated to you with 100+ pictures

• her locks creen is a picture of you and her kissing at your one year anniversary

• Has a necklace with your initials and you have one with hers

• Always teaches you things about Basketball or any sport that she likes

• Always mentions you in interviews no matter what. She always finds some way to include you

• She’s an absolute morning person. Some times she wakes up at like 6 in the morning

• always makes TikToks with you. Like you two did that one trend “guess which outfit is who’s” and it was so obvious.

• She makes you wear her jersey to everyyy game

• She acts like she hates it when you steal her clothes but deep down she loves it on you

• always hands her hand on your thigh, no matter where you guys are. (regarding the first hc)

• Whenever you’re sick or on your period, she pays full attention to you. Need anything? She drops everything to go get it for you. (vice versa)

• Always includes you in team hangouts, movie nights, dinners, etc

• you guys definitelyyyy have a pet that you call your kid. definitely a dog

• Hates to play Fortnite with you because you’re better than her (she just won’t admit it)

•you’re definitely the passenger princesss

• Always surprising you with Flowers, Jewelry, candy, etc.

• ^ One time you showed her a purse that you really wanted and the next day it was sitting on the bed with flowers and candy with a little note that read “Just because I love you”

• Always trying to make dinner for you two but fucks up terriblyyy

• Pet names galoreee.

• ^ loves calling you baby, princess, ma, etc

• ^ you call her CC, cait, baby, babe, etc

• the team be calling you guys simps because you guys are so down bad for each other

• The team is like your second family, you live them all so much

NSFW

• lovessss when you ride her face, thighs, fingers, abs, etc

• strap game goes HARDDD

• when you two first got it she was all “you dont need that you have my hands and mouth”

• definitely calls the strap her dick

• sometimes you guys get carried away and leave hickeys or marks which the team teases you all dayy about

• Cait is definitely a too could not see her as a bottom.

• Cait always has to have control

• you sometimes take control after she’s had a bad game or won a game

• cait is a munchhhhhh. Will stay in between your legs for hourssss

• You guys definitely have a safe word because caitlin cannot stopp

• your safe word is definitely basketball because cait insisted on it

• Always says dirty comments into your ears at important dinners/events

• you two once did it in the bathroom of a restaurant and it was so bad because everyone could tell

• cait LOVESSS overstimulation (another reason why you two have a safe word)

• loves to leave hickeys where only she can see them 🤭

• sometimes leaves hickeys on your neck and tells you to leave them alone; don’t cover them

• movie nights with her ALWAYSS turn into fuck sessions so at this point, you guys don’t even waste time looking for a good movie

• Head game goes crazyyyyyy

• Will make you cum until tears roll down your face and you’re begging for her to stop

• starts off slow and teasingly then goes fast asff

• you guys definitely have a dirty inside joke

• one time she said a dirty joke in the locker room and jada, gabbie, and kate immediately called you to tell you you were getting lucky that night

• Loves when you sit on her face.

• Takes pictures that only you two could see

• loves when you send her nudes

•you love when she sends you nudes

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tysm for reading!!

#caitlin clark #caitlin clark smut #iowa wbb #iowa hawkeyes #wlw post #wlw #basketball #headcanon #read please #cute #go viral #lol #lgbtq

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ohbabydollie · 1 year ago

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omg .. idk if you remember the trend overdressed gf and underdressed bf, but imagine that with schlatt? 🙈 definitely feel like he feeds into his girls fashion needs whenever they go shopping

YESYESYES!!

starting off with overdressed gf n underdressed bf

you take hours getting ready, doing your hair and makeup, picking out your outfit, making sure it looks good, picking out a perfume

schlatt is a sweater and some pants, grabbed a random cologne and a pair of comfy shoes but will compliment you regardless

sometimes he likes to just admire you as you get ready, watching you do your hair or makeup, giving his opinion on an outfit or anything you ask him about

will tell you he’s taking you to the mall so he can watch you get ready and do his 2nd favorite thing and spoil you!!

he loves walking in through where the stores are first so the second your eyes drift off to some cute clothes or lingerie he’s practically handing you his wallet

“schlatt, look at this dress!” you say excitedly holding up a cute dress and showing schlatt as he smiles

“get it sweetheart, i got the money for it” he says grinning as you think for a second before he speaks up “if you don’t got jewelry or shoes to match, i’ll buy ya some”

he feeds into each and every one of your desires

yk those boyfriends who refuse to go into a store with their girlfriends, just stay outside sitting at those chairs with a few bags

schlatt refuses to do that, instead going inside the store with you, helping you pick out outfits, jewelry and shoes then happily paying for it

will only be sitting down during your shopping spree if you decide you want a snack and your feet hurt, even then he’s carrying your bags to the table and getting you your snack while you sit at the table

he loves watching you try different clothes on

“does this look good?” you ask him as you look in the mirror by the dressing rooms “you look good in anything baby” he says taking a picture of you and smiling

loves going into lingerie shops with you, not victoria secret but a more high end brand so he can make sure it’s cute and comfy for you

loves taking you to makeup stores too, if you’re too shy to ask for a certain item because of the name he’ll happily ask for you!

“excuse me, do you have the nars lip balm in deep throat?” he asks one of the women working the counter as you hide shyly behind him

even at the end of the day you’re getting even more spoiled, him buying you dinner on the way home, taking all your bags inside and once you finish your dinner he’s watching you try on all your new clothes

as a little extra: he takes photos of all the items you mention wanting but not buying at the time so he can buy them for you before december and give you a gift every day up until christmas, like your own custom made advent calendar

schlatts always had an expensive taste, it’s no wonder you’re his girlfriend

#jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #schlatt x y/n #schlatt x you #jschlatt fluff #schlatt fluff #schlatt

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itsabouttimex2 · 9 months ago

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Today my Birthday, so how would the yanderes react to reader Brithday?

LMK Birthday Reactions

MK, Sun Wukong, Chang’e

(Happy birthday, dear! Have a wonderful day!)

So many handmade gifts- each one is lovingly decorated and delivered, wrapped with red and yellow ribbon. And MK is so eager about it, too. No matter what type of person you are, it’s pretty much impossible not to smile and thank him.

The delivery boy invites himself in the moment you open the front door, but not before throwing himself into your arms for a big tight hug. After ushering you to the couch, MK starts to unload his gifts into your hands.

A hand-drawn letter with glitter and sparkly bits of confetti. A giant sack of food he made (with Pigsy’s input and advice), and grocery store cupcakes frosted with your favorite color. And something along the lines of a plush or poster from a media franchise that you love.

And he’s so, so sweet about it that you don’t even think to ask how he found your address.

Our dear Sun Wukong is, put simply- loaded. There’s no end to the treasures and antiques he has to offload, and it’s not like any buyer is going to try and scam the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. He’s racked more than a bit in terms of funds, and isn’t afraid to dote on a well-behaved captive friend/student/child.

(Or he’ll shamelessly and happily steal. That’s also a very real possibility, let’s be honest.)

Lego Sets? He’ll have them stacked to the ceiling. A new console? He’ll bury it in games to match. Books? He’ll have a crate of classics delivered to the front door. Jewelry? He’ll dig a few precious pieces from his treasury and pay/coerce a jeweler into fixing them up.

Lots of food and treats, and isn’t above throwing you a small party if you’re friends with MK and Mei- hell, the simian will even let you invite Red Son. He’ll (his clones, actually) set up a nice little room with a store-bought cake or two and catered food from Pigsy’s Noodles. He’ll bust out a few games (think Jackbox) and let you have a nice, happy day.

And honestly, that’s all he wants- for you to be happy… in close proximity to him, under his watchful eye, locked up tight in his house.

Really, is that so much to ask for?

Oh, so very many exotic and wonderful treats. All handmade and delectable, created from top-quality ingredients and with hours of love and centuries of experience.

Chang’e makes each one with all of her heart, pasted your adorable name in frosting a hundred times over, across every cupcake and cookie and three-tier cake. She’ll set the “imperfect” pastries aside to have their frosting smudged into swirls, donated to shelters or food banks. Her baby deserves only the very best that she has to offer.

She’s prone to tending towards cutesy gifts, like sparkly stellar accessories and glittery plushes. Perfumes, matching clothes, make-up… the moon goddess is so very generous and sweet with her presents. Also, given how tech-savvy and modern-trending she seems to be, Chang’e definitely lavishes you with quite a few gift cards for online shopping.

Really, such an absolute sweetheart. So sweet that you might even forget that you’re spending another birthday on the moon without any friends, without any family aside from the goddess herself.

And maybe you won’t even notice that that’s just the way she wants it.

#Platonic Yandere #Yandere Lego Monkie Kid #Yandere LMK #Yandere Sun Wukong #Yandere MK #Yandere Chang’e

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sirenedeslily · 2 months ago

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VIDEO OBSESSION〻ᯇ # matthew sturniolo

✦ SEARCHING FOR PROFILES… two results found !

result ONE out of TWO — @FallenAngels

Y/N GREENBLATT, streamer known for her gaming skills and pretty visuals. seven stars cigarette. moon during a snowstorm. mtl › nyc. thé matcha 26. nyx cold brew lip liner. ‘03 stargirl. coy. cinephile. back tattoos. vanilla vodka infused. alluring. chrome heart uggs. silver jewelry. white orchid. dazed. tangled & wired headphones. black cat. sirene gaze. sullen girl by fiona apple. sweet talker. guarded. shows care in subtle ways. handwritten letters. sensitive. classic black eyeliner, smudged like a memory. mushishi. overpriced coffee. blue velvet (1986). her dream collab? a limited-edition hoodie with cibo matto album art, designed by a tumblr artist she once reblogged. midnight ‘silent hill 2’ streams.

VICTORIA WALKER, cheetah print. manicured nails. dean blunt. monchhicci. started off streaming with y/n, now focusing on her music. tumblr girl gone global. fur boots. london › nyc. betty boop. tom ford vanilla sex. pocket-sized camcorder. ‘01 baby. rick owens. reclusive but magnetic. spider lily. ipod nano. minecraft. angels by a$ap rocky. paradise kiss. 11:11. chrome heart grills. dream collabs? yves tumor, peggy gou, and a track with a.g. cook that’s “still in the works.” mismatched tiffany bracelets. unreleased a$ap mob.

AERI UCHINAGA, pink-haired enigma. macbook photobooth. mean lesbian. twitch streamer turned cultural icon. cherry blossom. prettiestproblem on and offline. perfect blue (1997). harajuku streetwear. retired scene kid. björk. self-released ep titled “petal circuit”—a mix of shoegaze and hyperpop with haunting vocals. tokyo › nyc. widowmaker main. paranoia agent soundtrack. byredo’s blanche. ‘00 doll. two weeks by fka twigs. synth lab streams with modular glitches. dating ning yizhuo; model. domo.

HAMZAH SALEH, slush puppie. bone comics. vintage quiksilver tees. duct-taped backpack. messy. tony hawk fingerboards. his youtube history? “how to ollie without looking lame”. polar bears. co-runs slushy noobz; a youtube channel. created a subreddit called r/CherrySlushiesAnonymous. circa ‘02. napoleon dynamite (2004). cherry airheads. sega dreamcast he won’t shut up about. ck one. spider-man pez. xbox 360. unbrushed curls. owns a lego keychain of marah; his girlfriend. scrawny by wallows. steve lacy.

MARAH ADEL, doll eyes. celestial paradox. possession (1981). iced lavender lattes, leaves the last sip untouched “for the spirits”. heaven by marc jacobs. medieval angelology. ethel cain. ‘03 angel. tattoo artist of the hidden soul, her studio, melancholie, drips in velvet, candied amethyst light, and the faint hum of dusty jazz vinyl. etruscan art. dario argento films. night drives to nowhere. secretly hid a chipped rose quartz under hamzah’s bed. antique heart lockets. soft leather boots. faded polaroids. sparse. mtl › nyc. messy bangs. labdanum no. 3. seperpentskirt by cocteau twins.

back to masterlist! - profile two @ChromeHearts

🖥️𓈒ིུ✧꫶᳜᳝͟ᰭ✿⃨ TRENDING NOW ! matt sturniolo was known for many things: his striking looks, his dominance in the gaming world, and his complete inability to keep his cool around beautiful women. so it’s almost poetic—almost—that his fiery temper explodes during an intense fortnite match, broadcasted live to thousands, only to discover later that the player who completely shattered his pride was y/n greenblatt, one of the most beloved streamers in the community—and undeniably beautiful.

𝒢𝜚 💭 ࣪ ✸ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ∿ plsplsplspls send asks about these characters !!!

TAGLIST ( open ) ; @carvedtits @et6rnalsun @wovenribbons @flouvela @waitforyrlove @elizabebabe @ncm9696 @marrykisskilled @l34n @sturniolossss @lovingregulusblack @cl1tlover3000 @mattslolita @mattssgf @le4hsblog @brvtall @mattscoquette @chratts-left-ball @jetaimevous @angelesqve @starlace111 @secretlocket @starkeyszn @etherealval @slut4chriss @star-yawnznn @nickmillersn1gf @sturnsmia @tastesousweet @strnilolover @xoxo4chrisss @ifwdominicfike @emely9274 @maggot3647 @fratbrochrisgf @2augustsago @sturn777

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frederickkittens · 7 months ago

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Sweet Lolita through the years

Part 1: Late 90s-2005 (ish) “Oldschool”

Oldschool sweet is the first truly recognizable form of sweet Lolita

Though during the Oldschool era the substyles had far more crossover and less individual traits I think there’s just enough that you still label coords from the time. When most people think of Oldschool they think of a solid color main piece with lace topped otks and a rectangle headdress… but Oldschool is so much more than that.

Oldschool in general was simpler, though some brands like Metamorphose Temps De Fille , Emily Temple Cute, and baby the stars shine bright were already making prints

Printed fabrics of fruits or florals were very common, but you did see a good amount of screen printed and appliquéd pieces coming out at the time too. Some very common sweet motifs in the oldschool era were:

•cats

•fruit

•alice in wonderland

•bunnies / rabbits

•bears

•alphabet / letter prints

•music notes

•hearts

The closer to the end of the identifiable oldschool era the more prints became popular! Though through most of the 2000’s prints would remain more minimal with the focus being on more structural elements like lace, bows, construction, and interesting fabric choices.

Due to the image limit on tumblr here’s a link to the correct sorting to see examples on lolibrary with examples of some early sweet prints and patterns. If you click the link on any of these items you’ll be able to view their lolibrary entries as well if available

Color balance wasn’t considered as highly as it is today, the overall vibe of Coords was more chaotic and experimental. A very make do attitude can be seen in many street snaps.

Patterned main pieces were another popular alternative to prints, things like gingham, stripes, tartan/plaid.

Bag choices were pretty varied, honestly in a lot of oldschool sweet coords people would use unique bags as the visual interest / focal point. You can already see that in someone of the coords above. Faux leather shaped bags like btssb’s heart bags weren’t very popular yet. A few brands had put out heart bags, such as milk, but they were much simpler and often real leather in limited colors. You also didn’t see usakumyas in their modern iteration until well into the 2000’s towards the 2010’s. Plush bags of the era did not have the same clean marketable look. Some common / popular bags were:

-basket / wicker purses

-plush animal bags

-tote bags

-matching fabric bags

-leather handbags

-designer handbags

Shoes at the time were much chunkier and much less cutesy even in sweet styles. Tea parties didn’t exist until a good deal past this time period- honestly most popular modern Lolita shoe styles weren’t really seen. Real leather was far more common, in a much more limited pallet. When you did see colored shoes they typically weren’t used to color balance a coord like we do now a days. A lot of different styles were worn though, including:

-Mary Jane’s

-Platforms

-Rocking horse shoes

-Boots

-Oxfords

-sandals

Socks are often overlooked in oldschool. I’ve seen so many people say printed socks weren’t worn even though they absolutely were and many brands made them. Sure, lace topped otks were the trend and the most popular option but simple motif printed socks absolutely existed and were worn!

Headpieces were one of the most varied category. So many different styles and kinds were worn.

-mini crowns

-hair ribbons

-hats

-bows

-canotiers

-mini hats

-lace headdresses

Jewelry / Accessories were one area that Oldschool definitely was simpler. However brands were absolutely making both jewelry and other accessories. Plain metal necklaces with various motifs were common, lace chokers, faux collars, capes, ties, and though extremely uncommon you do sometimes run across wrist cuffs. Hopefully there’s more of an effort to start documenting jewelry and accessories from this time since it’s quite lacking

Makeup and hair were something that like all eras of Lolita followed the over all cultural trends of the time. More minimal make or simple 90’s - early 2000’s makeup is seen often. As for hair there’s so many different styles that really it would be impossible to list them all. In older magazines there’s often sections with hair tutorials and makeup tutorials!

Common lace styles included Torchon, Cotton, Eyelet, and Raschel. Many different trims and such were used in addition to these.

Part 2 and part 3

Scan credits @obscuredesireofbourgeoisie

If you want to see more old magazine scans

Lolita history

Internet archive

#sweet lolita through the years #oldschool lolita #old school lolita #sweet lolita #lolita fashion #egl history

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baby-yongbok · 1 year ago

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OK I saw an anon asking for another hyunjin fic bc of the vmas (tbfh same) and have an idea for another vmas hyunjin fic (if you’re up for it) hear me out:

apparently people were freaking out the other day bc there was this video going around of Sabrina carpenter waving at hyunjin when it turned OUT she was actually waving to Dixie damelio bc they’re friends…what if y/n saw that and thought she was waving at hyunjin too and got super jealous? I know I would even though I love Sabrina lol. so she starts giving hyunjin the cold shoulder and answering in one word responses etc and he’s confused so she says something like “why don’t you ask your new girlfriend” and he thinks it’s cute that she’s jealous and reveals Sabrina was waving to Dixie not him. And even if she did wave to him, he’s 10000% in love with you and absolutely does not want anyone else. Then after their performance and skz is backstage he pulls you into a closet/private room, locks the door and proves to you just how much he wants/worships you and no one else, in his sweaty state 😫 something like that? I haven’t been able to stop thinking about vmas hyunjin either and who can blame me

ps I’ve written to you before and idk if you take emojis for anons but if so can I be 🪽 anon? I love your writing sm and I know I’ll be back! I wanna be friends but I’m a lil shy lol… 🙂

I DID IT. IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT, DON'T HATE ME. 😭 Here you go, my love ❣️🪽

Let Me Show You

Hyunjin × Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3,442

Warnings: Semi-public sex?, Cum tasting (That should be it ❣️)

✨️Masterlist✨️ ✨️My First VMA Fic✨️

Surely you were seeing things right? You had to be seeing things. Maybe it was the stage lights or the adrenaline from the boys' win getting to you but you swear that the very beautiful and very talented Sabrina Carpenter just tried to shoot her shot at your equally as beautiful and talented boyfriend. Maybe it was harmless, Sabrina is a K-pop fan so maybe she was just trying to grab his attention and give him a friendly thumbs up or something.

You check your phone while you make your way backstage to meet the boys, of course they’re trending on every app that you have but a particular twitter post catches your eye. You stop in the middle of the very busy backstage hallway as you read the video caption for the third time, ‘Are Sabrina Carpenter and Hyunjin flirting?!’. You click on the video quickly, bringing the phone closer to your face as if you could zoom in on the interaction. It’s right there, it’s in very poor quality but it’s there nonetheless. Hyunjin definitely gave Sabrina a look and according to the video he did it more than once. You can feel your stomach turn as an emotion runs over you but you can’t figure out if it’s anger or jealousy, maybe it’s both? You take a deep breath and start walking again, you stuff your phone into your purse and shake your head a bit to try and get your thoughts together. This is a big night for the boys and you don’t want to ruin it for them by having an attitude but you also don’t know how to deal with this cocktail of emotion bubbling in your veins.

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“Baby, can you help me put this on?” Hyunjin holds his necklace out in your direction and you take it from him quietly. He furrows his brows a bit before turning around and allowing you to put the jewelry on him. He noticed your shift in attitude since they got their award but he thought that maybe you were just overwhelmed. He watched you as they got ready for their stage, you laughed with everyone and were talking to staff casually but when it came to him you were silent and short spoken. He instantly started replaying the last hour or so in his head. What could he have done to upset you?

“Thank you.” He turns to you and leans in to kiss your cheek but you pull back slightly, looking in the opposite direction. “Angel, is everything alright?”

“Yup.” Your eyes look everywhere but at him, even when he moves to your side to sit next to you.

“Are you sure? You’ve been quiet, did I do something to upset you?” He places his hand on your knee and you promptly cross your legs to get him to move his hand. You shrug your shoulders in response. Your gaze falls on Felix as he takes pictures of everyone in their finished looks. “Baby, come on.”

“Don’t you have someone else to talk to?” You huff, an over exaggerated sigh following your statement.

“Hm? What do you mean?” Hyunjins brows knit together as he racks his brain trying to understand what you’re referring to.

“Why don’t you ask Sabrina? You seem pretty interested in her.” You roll your eyes and Hyunjin raises his eyebrows at your sharp remark. Felix had shown him a couple of the trending tweets along with the video of Sabrina waving in his direction, they laughed about it and Hyunjin told the guys that she definitely wasn’t waving at him and if she was he didn’t even notice her.

“Ah, you saw that video?” You shift in your seat scoffing at his question. A small smile pulls at his lips as he watches you, you don’t get jealous often but gosh was it hot. Something about you giving him the cold shoulder turned Hyunjin on, maybe it was the way you rolled your eyes at him and how sassy you were everytime he tried to touch you. Whatever it was, he was enjoying it.

“Everyone saw the video, so yeah.” You bite back, glancing at him for only a second before looking back over towards the rest of the boys.

“Baby, she wasn’t waving at me and even if she was I didn’t notice her. I was looking at the Stays that were seated in that direction.” Your heart starts to hammer in your chest as his words sink in. You can feel a blush spreading over your cheeks and a tinge of embarrassment in your core. He had pointed out the row of Stays in that direction earlier in the night but in the heat of the moment you completely forgot about it.

“Why would I look at her when I have the most stunning woman in the world here with me tonight, hm?” He snakes his arm over your shoulder and pulls you into a side hug. “Is my jealous girl blushing?”

You hide your face in his chest, trying to avoid his gaze. How embarrassing is this? Looks like you got jealous for nothing.

“Look at me, angel.” Hyunjin tries his best to gently pry you away from him but he’s interrupted by Chan calling everyone to get ready to go over to the stage. You look up, only because you know he has to go but his fingers catch your chin before you can look away again. Your shy gaze meets his and he smiles down at you, but it’s not a regular smile. It’s the type that he uses when he’s up to something. He plants a quick kiss on your lips before standing and holding his hand out to you.

“Come, you can watch on the backstage monitor.” You take his hand reluctantly, an apologetic smile on your face. He shakes his head, chuckling a bit.

“My possessive baby.”

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The boys absolutely killed their set but that was to be expected. You heard loud clapping and cheering as they made their way from the stage, a mixture of praises both towards the boys and the dancers. You join the busy crowd, clapping and looking through the sea of people for Hyunjin. Suddenly, you feel large hands on your waist and you turn around to see your boyfriend looking down at you with a grin. He’s sweaty and his breathing still hasn’t calmed down completely, He’s discarded the vest that he had on during the performance leaving him in only his black tank top. You open your mouth to congratulate him but he puts a finger over his lips, hushing you before taking your hand and pulling you with him. He makes his way in the opposite direction of the boys, towards the quieter part of the venue. You recognize the hallway from when the boys took pictures earlier, Hyunjin leads you into a small cut off hallway where some extra supplies seem to be stored. He closes the door behind you, placing a piece of paper over the latch so that you two don’t get locked in. He turns to you and you look up at him with confusion woven in your features.

“What are we doing here?” You look around thinking that maybe you missed something.

“You know that you mean the world to me, right?” Your heart starts hammering in your chest again, your grip on your clutch purse growing tighter as embarrassment washes over you again.

“I know, I’m sorry I should’ve asked you instead of drawing conclusions.”

“Don’t apologize, you were being protective of what’s yours.” Hyunjin takes a couple of steps towards you, one hand sliding into the pocket of his brown designer pants.

“You know that I’m yours, right?” Your mouth goes dry when you take in his deepened tone, what exactly did he bring you here to do? You press your thighs together, shifting your weight from one foot to the other. Your black form fitting dress rides up a bit from movement. “Answer me, angel.”

“Yes, I know you’re mine.” You clear your throat, trying not to show how much his words are affecting you.

“I only want you, you’re the only woman I ever think about, the only woman I ever look at.” He steps closer, reaching up to cup your cheek. You close your eyes and lean into his hand. His fingers brush against your lips. “Do you believe me?”

You shake your head, opening your eyes to meet his. He smiles at you before leaning down and pressing his lips to yours. You kiss him back, melting into him. Your arms find a home around his neck as he deepens the kiss, his tongue parts your lips, slipping into your mouth and stealing a taste of you. You moan into his mouth and he smiles against your lips. He pushes you back gently, prompting you to take a step back. He leads you backwards until your back hits the wall, you gasp, breaking the kiss and Hyunjin takes it as an opportunity to trail soft kisses over your jaw and down your neck.

“Hyunjin…we can’t do this here.” Your words are anything but convincing and you know for a fact that you don’t mean them. After the rush of jealousy that you felt earlier topped off with the breathtaking performance that he just put on with the boys’ you know that your body is more than ready for him.

“Let me show just how much I love you.” He plants a wet kiss right below your ear before whispering. “I want you to feel how much I want you, only you.”

Hyunjin presses himself against you and you moan at the feeling of his hard dick straining against his pants. “Only you do that to me.”

“Hyunjin.” His name leaves your lips in a breathy moan, you can’t think of anything else to possibly say. He’s completely fogged your mind.

He starts leaving sloppy open mouth kisses on your neck, rough yet slow actions of affection. His hands trace up your sides, lightly scratching at the fabric of your Versace cocktail dress, dragging the fabric up your soft skin and exposing your plush thighs.You trail your free hand down his arm, moving to palm him through his pants but one of his hands swiftly grabs your wrist, pinning your arm to the wall behind you.

“This is about you, baby. Only you.” He whispers against your skin before his lips make their way down to your chest, sucking and biting at your skin leaving red marks in his wake. His other hand grips at your waist, pulling you towards him and making you arch your back off of the wall.

“I’m all yours baby.” He slides down onto his knees. Sitting in front of you, his large hands trailing down the soft skin of your legs. He looks up at you, his sparkling eyes surrendering to you. “I would never worship another woman like this in my life.”

He leans forward, pressing soft kisses to the outside of your thigh and making his way to the sensitive skin leading to your core. You spread your legs a bit to give him better access and he groans at the gesture. His hands snake up under your dress, he hooks his thumbs into the thin straps of your thong and leads the garment down your legs. You step out of them, and Hyunjin wastes no time bringing them up to his nose and taking a deep inhale.

“Fuck, I love the smell of you.” His words are breathy yet stable, he stuffs your thong into his pocket, a treasure for him to remember this moment by. He peers up into your attentive yet fucked out gaze, watching you as he sneaks the pad of his pointer finger up to caress your soaked folds. You jump at the contact, a deep moan leaving your throat, you hadn’t realized how much you needed his touch until now. You relax as he runs his finger up and down your heat, circling your clit and teasing your entrance a bit. Your hips buck against his hand, silently begging him to stretch you. Small whimpers fall from your parted lips as you keep your eyes on his.

“You sound so beautiful, angel. You’re so fucking perfect.” He pushes his finger into you slowly, curling it upward to caress your g-spot. You bring your hand up to your mouth in an attempt to drown out your moans. Hyunjin shakes his head, fucking his finger into you a bit faster. “Let them hear you, I don’t care who it is, Let them hear what I do to you.”

“Hyun- Fuck” He adds another finger, scissoring them inside of you to stretch you out. “Oh my god, that's so good.”

“Only the best for you, this is only for you.” He leans up on his knees, sticking his tongue out and licking up the wetness dripping down your inner thigh. His tongue works its way over to your cunt, flicking your clit at a delicious pace that makes your back arch off of the wall further. He hums against you as you buck your hips, fucking yourself on his fingers and tongue. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling as you beg him to keep going. He keeps up the pace, his tongue never stopping until you're finally pushed over the edge. You cry out in bliss as you cum hard, your body trembling with pleasure. He laps up every bit of your arousal that he can catch, leaving light kisses on your swollen clit as he allows you to come down from your high just a bit.

“You taste like heaven” Hyunjin groans as he pulls away from you, licking his lips to clean up the mess you made. Your mind is clouded with lust, the jealousy from earlier nearly forgotten. The only thing on your mind now is how badly you want the man in front of you. How badly you need him inside of you.

“I can feel like heaven for you too.”

“This is about you, angel.”

“Then fuck me, please. If this is about me then make me forget about that stupid tweet. You’d do anything to please me right?” Hyunjin, stands from his position in front of you. Your eyes stay locked on his dark ones as he towers over you.

“I’d do anything to please you.” His words are soft and strong, he leans into you, catching your lips in a sweet kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue as the kiss deepens, the gentle nature that Hyunjin held seconds ago melting away into a frenzied lust.

“You drive me insane.” He whispers against your lips and you moan into his mouth. Your hands run down his clothed chest, taking in his firm core and his shirt damp with sweat. You run your hand over his hard cock, palming and stroking him. A pornographic moan erupts from his throat, he breaks the kiss and his jaw hangs open in bliss. You look up at him, watching as he bites his lip with his eyes shut tight, concentrating on the way your fingers move against him.

“I want you to fuck me like she’s watching.” Hyunjin groans deeply, furrowing his brows at your words. “Show her that you’re taken.”

Your words flipped a switch in Hyunjins head, he grabs your hip, turning you around and swiftly pulling your dress up to expose your bare ass. He lands a firm smack on both of your ass cheeks, the sound echoing throughout the room.

“I’ll show her.” He presses his clothed bulge against you and you can feel him unbuttoning his pants with one hand. “I’ll show her who I belong to.”

He runs his hands over your bare skin, his touch gentle yet possessive. He leans in and whispers in your ear “I’ll let everyone know I’m yours.”

You gasp as you feel his cock part your dripping folds, stretching you out deliciously. He pushes in slowly, allowing you a bit of time to adjust to him. Your moans fill the air as he slides into you, once he bottoms out he leans forward, pressing you into the wall so that you’re flush against him.

“I’m yours” He moans as he starts to move, his hips pushing against yours in a rhythm that intensifies with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping echoes through the hallway but is easily drowned out by your shared moans. Your head falls back against Hyunjin’s chest giving him the perfect view of your fucked out expression. He leans down, leaving soft kisses on your forehead, a sweet contrast to the rough thrust of his hips.

“You’re mine.” Your words make Hyunjin’s hips stutter, pushing into you deeper, he bites his lip as he takes it all in. The way you’re clenching around him, your moans mixing with his, the way the head of his cock hits your sweet spot. It all drives him closer to the edge.

“You were right.” His thrusts become faster and harder and you squeeze around him as you draw closer to your release, meeting his rhythm with pleasure. “You do feel like heaven.”

His fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hips as he comes undone, his moans mingle with yours as he fills you. The feeling of his hot release throws you over the edge, you fall apart seconds after him, his name falls from your lips like a chant as your pleasure washes over you. You both still, his dick stays deep inside of you as you both try to catch your breath.

“Thank you.” Hyunjin hums in response, soft pants falling from his lips.

“For what?”

“For showing me that you’re mine, this might’ve been the best type of reassurance ever.” You chuckle and he follows, a wide smile spreading across his face.

“I’m glad that you enjoyed yourself. But, please remember that I mean this, there’s never anyone on my mind but you. You’re all I think about.” His sweet words send a shiver down your spine and you can’t help but to clench around him.

“Oh fuck.” Hyunjin groans with a chuckle and you can’t help but to smile. “I need to pull out, I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself if you do that again.”

He slides out of you slowly, whines escape both of you from the sensitivity of the action. He tucks himself back into his pants and you turn around to face him, still leaning on the wall for support.

“How am I supposed to go back out there with your cum dripping out of me?” You look down at the mixed arousal running down your leg and Hyunjin smiles at you.

“Here.” You watch him as he kneels before you, dipping his tongue out and licking the stream of cum running down your leg. A groan falls from your lips as you watch him taste your mixed arousals. He trails his tongue up your leg, collecting all of the juices that drip from you until he reaches your swollen cunt. He runs his tongue over the sensitive flesh and you shiver in response, your head falling back against the wall and a moan escaping you.

“Baby, I’m so sensitive.” Hyunjin hums in response and the feeling of the sound vibrating through you makes you clench around nothing. He dips his tongue into your hole, lapping up most of your arousal and cleaning your cunt to perfection. Once he’s satisfied he pulls away and stands, wiping his chin clean and smiling at you. He gives you a moment to recover before taking your chin between his fingers and tilting your head up to meet his gaze.

“Next time that you get jealous just remember that you and I are made for each other. We’re perfect together.” You smile up at him and he leans forward kissing you with wet lips. He parts your lips with his tongue and gently runs his over yours. The taste of your mixed arousals flood your mouth and you relish the flavor. He breaks the kiss just as you move to deepen it, a slight whine falling from your lips. He grins down at you before running his thumb over your swollen bottom lip

“See? Don’t we taste good together? I only want you to mix with me, no one else, okay?” You nod your head, a sweet fucked out smile pulling at your lips. “I love you, angel”

“I love you too, baby.”

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