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love-belle · 1 year ago

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today and tomorrow and every day after that !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their fall-in-love-again era is them pretending as if they haven't already made it till forever.

for when it'll be them today, tomorrow and then a day after that. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

prequel - i should hate you ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - it's 3am and im tired. thank u and i hope u like it <3

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yourusername his big wet eyes and loser personality have captivated me

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maxverstappen1 something about how i'd marry you with paper rings and in this case, a string (or $1 rings from vending machine)

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yourusername babygirl u are a very freak and strange. i am deeply in love with u. all jokes aside, we made it. i know we got married like weeks ago but marrying u like FOR REAL has been the most beautiful moment of my life. i wanna spend everyday with u, in this life and all the others. vegas was a trip but even then, it was perfect with u, the one i was marrying and as taylor swift said "i like shiny things but i'd marry u with paper rings" or in our case, $1 rings from the vending machine. i wanna go to museums with u and point to pictures with weird guys and say "that's u". i wanna dance in the kitchen with u. i wanna look back after decades at all these memories and laugh, knowing that my now-self made the best decision. i love u even if u have me saved as "DO NOT ANSWER ❌" in ur phone. i think forever would be nice with u or till death do us apart (or someone in a suit if this escalates to a divorce).

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maxverstappen1 never really did sappy posts but this means the world to me and i guess there's a first (???) time for everything. all i can say is that i truly cannot wait to spend all my days with you and go to sleep thinking that i can't wait to do it again tomorrow. and i think, there's nothing more lovelier than that. you once told me that i deserved the world, i hope we get to see it together. i wanna hear how your day was, today and tomorrow and every day after that. but before getting to all those tomorrows, here's to our forever that's summed up for me in a small moment.

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inseongsfoxybae · 4 years ago

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The way you move

Pairing: Boyfriend Jaeyoon + Idol Female Reader; established relationship

Genre: Smut + Fluff ending

Warnings: hard dom!Jaeyoon, jealousy, dirty talk/cursing, sex against the wall, thigh riding, a bit of fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex (reader’s on birth control), riding, creampie + aftercare

Words: 2,375

Requested: Hello! I would like to make a request for Jaeyoon, where his idol!girlfriend has a sexy stage with kai from exo and he gets jealous and it leads to rough sex? 👁👄👁

Author’s message: Hi, dear anon!, your request is finnaly here! I had a great time writing it (as Jaeyoon as wrecking me more then anything these days), so I hope you enjoy it ^.^. Also, feel free to send in a new request anytime. Foxy kisses 😘

P.S: As english is not my mother language, it may contain misspelled. Also, sorry for any other mistakes :)

Synopsis: After a hot special performance with your friend Kai, Jaeyoon got jealous of your touchy moves on stage and proved who owns your heart and body when you got home.

this gif is killing me 🥵

You are close friends with Kai and, as he’s going to have a stage on a music festival, he invited you to make a special performance of Mmmh with him. Your group was out of the line up, so you had enough free time to practise with him and gladly accepted the invitation.

When you told Jaeyoon the news, he looked a little uncomfortable, but even so, he smiled and supported you. It's not that he wasn't happy for you or didn’t trust you, he just knew how sexy this song is and he didn’t like other guys touching his bae, especially Kai, who had known you for so many years. Jaeyoon was a bit jealous, but didn’t show it to not muddle your enthusiasm.

You had three weeks for the festival and you stepped into a dance room of SM to start the practices. At first, you thought his back dancers would participe on the performance too, but when you entered the room, only Kai was waiting for you and then you realized what his “special stage” meant - a couple performance.

You got a bit nervous about what Jaeyoon would think about it, but shook those thoughts off your mind and focused on the choreography. Everything went good during rehearsals, you learned and cleaned the movements quickly and the great day has finally come.

SF9 was performing at this festival too, so you came along with them, your mind running between giving attention to your boyfriend and passing the choreo one last time into your head. Once you had arrived at the arena, you said your goodbyes and hurried to your dressing room to get ready. Kai was already there, wearing a super tight and sexy outfit that would make any girl swoon.

You quickly put on your clothes - hotpant shorts and a sexy cropped top - and make up and rush to watch SF9’s stage. They performed a special version of Good Guy and Summer Breeze and you almost drooled at their sensual movements and outfits. And when they left the stage and Jaeyoon was face to face with you, you swore you almost fainted at your gorgeous boyfriend.

Jaeyoon froze when he saw you dressed like that, his heart skipping some beats. “So, am I pretty?”, you smiled and stepped closer to him. He swallowed while staring fondly at you. “You’re stunning”, he breathed quickly and you chuckled. Jaeyoon was about to pull you into his arms to kiss you when Kai showed up calling for you. “We are the next. Get ready”, he said shortly and glanced at Jaeyoon.

“I have to go now, baby. See you later in my dressing room”, you pecked his cheek and ran away to the other side of the backstage. Jaeyoon was very proud of you, but he couldn’t stop to feel uncomfortable about you being alone with Kai. However, he shook it off his mind and found a place to watch your performance.

It was your turn, the moment you waited for the last month was finally happening and you felt your heart race faster. Kai took your hand and led you to the stage, where you got your positions and started to dance when the music played. The song was sexy, the choreo was hot and you felt his hands running through your body, his face only centimeters aways from yours, his hot breath fanning your neck and lips.

Both of you gave yourselves completely to music, feeling every beat with your bodies pressed together in fluid movements, the crowd going crazy with your intimate connection on stage. It was a success, one of the best performances of the night and the media had their eyes on you as soon as you left the stage. Kai was answering some reporters and bloggers when your eyes found Jaeyoon on a corner. His lips were showing you a proud smile, but his eyes were serious, dark, maybe even angry, mainly when Kai wrapped an arm around your waist and whispered something in your ear.

When you looked at Jaeyoon again, he wasn’t there anymore. You got rid of Kai’s grip and ran to look for your boyfriend, but your manager pulled you to your dressing room first to take some photos and changed your clothes. You were leaving the room when Kai approached you. “Thank you for today, Y/N. You were amazing”, he said smiling. “I‘m the one who has to say thank you”, you answered, smiling back and Kai unexpectedly hugged you tightly, catching you by surprise.

“I have to go”, you broke the hug and turned around only to see a dumbfounded Jaeyoon watching you. “Jae, where were you?”, you asked, trying to catch his attention, but he only locked his eyes with yours, no words. “Do you still have schedules today? Wanna go home with me?”, you reached for his hands, but he stepped back. “I go to the car”, he spoke for anyone in particular and left. “Wait for me!”, you exclaimed and ran behind him.

There was a small car waiting for you, one of FNC's staff would drive you and Jaeyoon home. Neither of you spoke along the way, Jaeyoon’s eyes were fixed on the window, looking at no place, while you were staring at your lap, trying to find words to tell him. Even when you got at your building and entered the elevator, he didn’t say a single word or looked at you.

Only when you stepped out the hallway, you got the courage to talk to him, grabbing his hand. "Jaeyoon, what's wrong with you?", you inquired staring at his back. Jaeyoon stopped in front of the door of your shared apartment and sighed heavy. "I'll show what's wrong", he snorted, opening the door and pulling you into the room.

He slammed you against the wall, pressing your bodies together, his hot breath fanning on your face. "The way you move. That's the problem", he growled against your lips, but without touching it yet. "The fucking way you fucking move beside fucking Kai", he spat his words on your face, his dark eyes penetrating deep in your soul.

"Are you jealous?", you teased him as he pressed you stronger on the wall, so that you were almost on tiptoe. "Are you mocking me now?", Jaeyoon stepped even closer. "Do I have to show you who you belong to?", his lips only millimeters aways from yours. "Show it", you implied as he mouth was roughly pressed against yours, kissing you hungrily, devouring and sucking all you have for him.

As his lips worked up there, his hands roamed along your sides and hips, pushing your skirt up. His fingers hardly rubbed your pussy, you gasped and arched your back at the sudden stimulation, as he pulled your hips towards his thigh, placing it between your clothed core. Jaeyoon flexed his muscle thigh and started to move you back and forth in a desperate pace, his leather pants causing a searing heat against your thin lacy panties. His mouth was now attacking your neck, sucking and biting hard, leaving deep marks on your soft skin, as his hands set the unforgiving pace of your body.

"Could Kai fuck you like this, Y/N?", Jaeyoon whispered in your ear. "Answer!", he commanded and you moaned a desperate "No". "Of course not. I'm the only one who can ruin you like this, make you feel good", he groaned, sucking another portion of your skin. "And tonight, baby, I'm gonna fuck you till you forget your own name", he continued as one of his hands moved to rub your clothed clit, you were squirming and screaming at the overstimulatiom, your wetness going down on your inner thighs. "Cum for me, babygirl", he growled against your skin, licking a sweet spot on your neck.

And like a flashlight, the knot on your stomach exploded and your orgasm flowed over your body, your legs shaking hopeless around Jaeyoon's thigh. He placed you on your feet, you barely being able to stand by yourself, while he took off his pants along with his briefs, his full hard member bouncing into the air. Jaeyoon closed the distance between the two of you, kissing you harshly, while his strong hands ripped your panties effortless. He grabbed the back of you thighs and pulled you up, wrapping your legs around his hips and mercilessly slamming his length into your throbbing core.

Jaeyoon set a unforgiving pace since the beginning, his thrusts deep and violent into you, filling your pussy completely. “I bet Kai couldn’t take you like this, huh?”, he groaned as you screamed his name desperately, your back banging against the way with every powerful thrust as your nails digged into his flesh. He had barely started and your eyes were rolling to the back of your neck already, your body convulsing in pleasure. “JAEYOOON - FUCK”, you screamed at the top of your lungs as you came undone, your waters washing over Jaeyoon’s dick.

He increased his pace, chasing his own high, grunted “fucks” and a long hiss leaving his mouth when he released his seeds deep into you. His shaking legs lost their strength and he collapsed on the floor with you still in his arms, both of you breathing hard and trembling. Jaeyoon pulled out and watched his semen coming out from your slit, dripping on his low stomach and down his thigh.

Your face was still hidden in his neck, your arms had fallen loosely on his sides. "Y/N", Jaeyoon called you, softer this time, as you just hummed, too weak for answering. He wrapped his hands onto your upper arms and moved you away from his neck, leaning you on the wall. Both of your eyes met and you smiled at him. "Well, I guess you proved I'm yours", you teased him and you both laughed. "But I think I'll have to dance with other guys more often if it means you'll fuck me on the wall every single time", you confessed and he chuckled, blushing slightly.

"Are you okay? I mean… Aren't you sore?", Jaeyoon asked shyly. "It's not a big deal", you shook your head and placed your hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. "Jae…", you stared at him, "... I still want you...", you pecked his cheek, "... inside me…", you pecked his nose, "in our bed", you kissed his lips. Jaeyoon wrapped his arms around you and got up with you into his embrace, kissing you passionately.

He moved you to the bedroom and laid you carefully on bed, taking off the rest of both of your clothes. His mouth and hands were all over your skin, touching and kissing and nibbling all the right places, his dick cradled between your legs getting hard again. His thumb found your clit and rubbed it slowly, taking his sweet time to make you wetter and ready for him. His fingers teased your entrance, curling up one, then two, then three digits inside your pussy.

"Jae...", you moaned his name quietly and he looked up at you, "... I'm gonna ride you now", you two smirked and Jaeyoon was caught in surprise when you pushed him till his back touched the mattress and your legs straddled his hips. You kissed the tip of his dick and palmed him a little till it's full hard and pushed yourself down, filling your pussy to the brim, both of your moans echoing through the cold air of your room.

You started to slowly grind against him, wiggling your hips with his in a sensual pace that drove you wild, in a way only the two of you could. Jaeyoon gripped your hips and helped you move, pulling up and down on him. "The way you move, babe...", he breathed, ".... it's so good - ohmygod", he groaned when you set a faster pace, your body bouncing on his.

You leaned in to kiss his lips and neck and he took the chance to dig his heels into the sheets and thrusted upwards. His balls slammed against your pussy roughly, the cacophonous sound of your wild dance and moans filling the room. You clenched around him, his deep thrusts making you high already, and Jaeyoon grunted your name, increasing his pace.

The merciless speed made both of your visions hazy and your legs shaking, desperate whines and trembling when your orgasms hitted you like a rocket. You two collapsed into each other’s body, breathless, sweaty, cloudy mind. Jaeyoon slipped out from you and pulled you closer to him, taking your lips in a tired tender kiss. Your hands wiped away the sweat and some strands of damp hair from his forehead.

A few minutes later, when you calmed yourselves down, Jaeyoon broke the silence. “Y/N, I’m sorry for the way I acted earlier”, he swallowed hard. “I shouldn’t treat you like that, ignored you like that, hurted you like that”, he whispered guiltily. “You didn’t hurt me, Yoonie. You just have to trust me better”, you looked up at him. “I love you, Jae, more than anything. And you know I’m yours and only yours, no one can’t take me away from you. Do you know it, right?”.

“I know, babe. And I trust you, but when I saw you dancing with Kai like that… I can’t help being jealous. Sorry about that”, his eyes shook.

“Shh… Don’t talk about Kai anymore. Let’s forget about that performance and focus on us. I love you, Jae, and you won’t lose me for anything or anyone”, you reassured him.

“I love you too, baby...”, he smiled and pecked your lips. “... and I’m yours forever”, you both smiled. “Now, let’s take a shower together and sleep?”, he suggested and you nodded.

Jaeyoon took you into his arms and guided you to the bathroom, where you took a hot shower together, relaxing into each other’s bodies. After the both of you were clean and properly dry, you plopped into your bed and snuggled closer under your thick blankets. Jaeyoon ran his fingers through your hair, sweetly humming a lullaby till he fells your head pending over his chest, your calm and steady heartbeat and breath. He kissed softly your forehead and closed his eyes, drifting away as well.

#kpop writings #sf9 writings #sf9 imagines #sf9 smut #sf9 jaeyoon #anon request

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joetatoeheads · 5 years ago

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“Sweet Things” X Jeff Wittek

Word Count: 930

Warnings:

Masterlist

Her thighs touched and sometimes she would look at the cellulite around her thighs in the mirror after a shower. Her face was full so she never took photos while looking down. She was careful about photos when she was sitting down for fear of looking too big or her thighs looking massive. All these things came into mind whenever Jeff was around and every time he saw her looking obviously at her feet he would give her a kiss on the cheek to tell her everything was fine.

When the kisses weren’t enough Jeff would whisper sweet things into her ear and for a couple of seconds, she believed him. He was always so careful around her. Cameras were never pointed to her direction and even though David objected, he was worn down by Y/N sweet voice who feared the bad side of social media. Jeff had only wanted to protect her. Every once in awhile Y/N would come out in the back of Zane’s videos or Carly and Erin’s Instagram stories. There was nothing wrong with that, but Jeff just wanted to protect Y/N as much as possible from the negative side of the internet.

At David’s party, Y/N didn’t mind that Jeff wasn’t paying attention to her. When girls flirted with Jeff right in front of her, Y/N didn’t mind. To be with someone like Jeff Y/N understood early on, that things like that would happen. When pretty girls and Instagram models flirted with Jeff right in front of Y/N as if she didn’t exist, she smiled. There wasn’t much she could do besides smile and nod when someone asked her about how she was feeling. Being labeled the jealous girlfriend wasn’t an option in Y/N’s mind.

Y/N’s smile would get more real and it came to a point where she didn’t even know if her smile was fake or not. To distract herself, Y/N left the room filled with dozens of people and a dozen cameras to not be a bother. As she took a sip of water, arms wrapped around her waist.

“Why are you in here?”

“You looked busy.”

“She was just showing me something on her phone. It was no big deal.”

“Hmm.”

Jeff kissed at her neck and whispered pretty things in her ear thinking it would help and it did. Y/N laughed as Jeff tugged at her earlobe and then kissed a spot just beneath. She scrunched up as Zane and Heath were in site.

“Babygirl I do not want to walk in on you having sex.”

“We were not about to have sex in a house full of people!” laughed Y/N.

“If we were, you’d hear it. Y/N has these cute little moans. They sound sort of like-.”

“Jeff!” Y/N hit Jeff’s side.

“Come on man!” yelled Zane making fake throwing up sounds and motions.

“Dude I don’t need to hear that! Y/N’s like my sister. Gross!.” yelled Heath.

Y/N and Jeff laughed as Zane and Heath left leaving them two alone. Y/N looked up at Jeff with this sadness.

“What’s wrong?”

“I guess I’m thinking too hard.”

“About what?”

“Everything and anything. Just me being me and overthinking everything. You know how I get sometimes.”

“Let me distract you for a couple minutes then,” suggested Jeff.

“I don’t think that’ll be enough,” teased Y/N.

“You want to get out of here?”

“Why not?”

Jeff put in one of the many group chats on his phone that he and Y/N were leaving. When they go to Jeff’s place, Y/N went straight for Jeff’s bed.

“Are you really that tired?” asked Jeff.

“Just a little,” answered Y/N.

“Want one of my shirts?”

Y/N nodded and Jeff handed her a black t-shirt. Even after all this time, Y/N turned the other way and proceeded to undress. Despite the fact that Jeff had seen her body naked many times, she was still this shy girl. She got under the covers and Jeff couldn’t help by smile at the girl in his bed.

“Are you going to join me or are you going to just stare at me?”

Within minutes Jeff laid down and pulled Y/N to his side. When Jeff’s hand snaked under the shirt and up to Y/N’s breast she gasped at his touch. His hand wandered around her body earning gasps and moans. Jeff whispered how beautiful she was and how much he loved her.

“I love you,” whispered Jeff.

“I love you too.”

“I’ve missed you.”

“Missed me? We’ve spent all day together?” asked Y/N.

“Not like that. Like this.”

Jeff planted small kisses down Y/N’s stomach. He paid more attention to the scars on her lower body and the stretch marks around her thighs.

“What are you doing?”

“Well I’m trying to make love to you but you’re kinda ruining the mood babe,” smirked Jeff.

Y/N let out a small laugh, “Sorry.”

“You’ve been acting weird all night.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything,” replied Jeff.

“Why do you love me?”

“Are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious.”

“You’re smart and caring. You’re this gorgeous human being who I love with all my heart.” Jeff was cut off by Y/N’s smile and a little laugh. He took the opportunity to kiss her thighs and gently move her legs apart, “You are home and heaven. Every time you are by my side I feel infinite.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Jeff spent the rest of their night between Y/N’s legs. When he was done he whispered sweet things into her ear until she fell asleep. Perhaps it was a cycle she could not see or didn’t want to see, but it wasn’t healthy for either of them.

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angelicthor · 5 years ago

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billion dollar man - part 12

pairing: tony stark x reader

summary: after mounting bills and debt cause you to look at alternative means of making money, you’re thrown into a whole different kind of life when one of the most famous billionaires on the block offers to be your sugar daddy, of course in exchange for a different from of payment. non-superhero au.

warnings/genre: +18 only, sugarbaby/daddy relationship, smut: exhibitionism, dom!tony, daddy kink, possessive/jealous sex, spanking, slight fluff, slight angst, long chapter (7k words)

masterlist | billion dollar man masterlist

a/n: a brand new part holy shit, i never thought i’d see the day! please, i beg, please can i have feedback?

The gift box with GRAFF written across it sat on the countertop in the bathroom as you marvelled at the spectacular necklace that twinkled under the fluorescent lights, casting reflections of rainbows about the room. You gingerly lifted the necklace from the box and clasped it around your neck, the band of diamonds surrounding your throat whilst the fringe of pear-shaped diamonds dripped from it, resting against your décolletage and grazing the top of your breasts.

Your breathing stammered as you locked eyes on your reflection, the sheer wealth wrapped around your neck, noticing the way the fringe of the necklace was mirrored in the fringing that hung in around the front and the back of the corset. Tony had never seen your outfit for Nat’s birthday party – you wanting to savour the look on his face when he saw you in it for the first time – and yet he had gifted you with a necklace that morning which perfectly match your ensemble. With one last coat of lipstick, you pulled the faux fur coat over your shoulders and buttoned it up, concealing your outfit from Tony’s view as you stepped out the bathroom.

In the bedroom, Tony was attempting and failing to fasten the white tie around his neck and with and amused smirk you made your way over to help him, fingers deftly wrapping the ivory silk into a perfect bow.

“You know, for someone who builds technological marvels with his own two hands, you are terrible with ties.”

“Maybe I just like you doing it for me,” Tony quipped with a grin as he watched you concentrate on your task.

Once you were finished neither of you moved away, content to just stay wrapped up in each other, your hands resting on his chest as his slip up the backs of your thighs, slowly leaning in to press his lips to yours.

You placed your hand over his mouth to stop him, watching with a sly grin as he jumped in surprise at your touch, brows furrowing in question as to why on earth you would stop him from kissing him.

“You aren’t ruining my lipstick before we even get there, mister.”

You turned on your heel, smug smirk still in place as Tony stood in the middle of the room dumbfounded at your refusal. Without even glancing at him, you gathered the small number of items you were taking, throwing them into your clutch and picked up Nat’s present from the table beside the bed, walking out the room and down the stairs without giving him a second glance.

“Tony come on; we can’t be late!”

“Seriously?” Tony muttered under his breath, shaking his head as he pulled on his tailcoat jacket and made his way down to join you.

All throughout the car ride to Nat’s party, you hadn’t let Tony touch you, and if the pout on his lips was anything to go by, the lack of attention was definitely getting to him, the thought sending a small thrill through you.

Your task of teasing Tony suddenly left your head as the car pulled closer to Nat’s birthday, your attention enraptured by the people milling the streets and the amount of detail she had put into it: at the front of the venue Nat had an entire replica of the original Moulin Rouge in Paris, complete with a working windmill adorned with lights, there was a red carpet leading to where her guests cars were pulling up, the show that was advertised on the banners that wrapped around the front of the building being for Nat’s birthday as if it was a cabaret act, her name literally spelled out in lights for all of New York to see.

You pulled your coat closer around your body as you excited the car, not wanting any of the many paparazzi that were standing on the street with flashing camera to catch a glimpse of what you wore underneath. Tony linked his arm through yours as you walked towards the venue, your breath hitching in your throat as you took in the heart shaped tunnel that was studded with huge bulbs reminiscent of old Hollywood that lead you towards where the party was being held.

The party itself took your breath away, to say that Nat had outdone herself was really an understatement: red, white, and black fabric draped from the chandelier at the centre of the ceiling outwards in a canopy, strings of lights separating the colours. There was a huge stage at one end of the room with cancan dancers and live singers performing and surrounding the dancefloor were numerous tables all decorated with centre pieces adorned with pearls and feathers that matched her theme perfectly. The room was bustling with people, most guests, some performers, some serving waiters but all them dressed accordingly, not a single person in attendance clashing the theme Nat had set.

You began to undo the buttons of your coat, Tony’s hands on your shoulders as he pulled the material from your body and handed it to the coat check clerk along with this own overcoat.

“Gotta give it to Romanoff, she really…knows… h-how - uh?”

Tony’s words died on his lips as he turned back to you, finally seeing what you had kept hidden from him, his mouth hanging open as his eyes greedily ravished your scantily clad form. What nerves you had at being in such a revealing outfit so public quickly vanished at Tony’s longing stare, a surge of confidence instilling in you as you basked in his unwavering attention.

You kept your glee masked, simply arching a brow in his direction as you feigned innocence as to why he was suddenly choking on his own words. “Are you ok Tony?” You asked with faux concern, biting the inside of your cheek to stop the smirk that was trying so desperately to pull at the corners of your lips.

You couldn’t deny, having the upper hand for once was something you were most definitely enjoying.

“You have got to be shitting me,” Tony grumbled under his breath before he closed the space between you with determined steps, wasting no time in wrapping his arms around your waist as he pulled your body flush against his, face buried in the crook of your neck as his lips pressed soft kisses against the curve of your throat.

You had to fight the urge to submit to his touch, willing your eyes to remain open and focused when all they wanted to do was flutter close, forcing your head to remain upright when all you desired was to tip it back and let him have his way with you right in the middle of Nat’s party.

“Babygirl, what exactly do you think you’re playing at?”

“It’s Nat’s birthday, gotta do what she asks,” you answered with a simple shrug, eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Whatever she asks huh? Well I hope I get the same treatment on my birthday Princess.”

The sound of your name being called prevented you from answering, turning away from Tony’s smug grin just in time to catch Nat in your arms as she flung herself at you, squeezing your body to hers as she practically buzzed in excitement.

“You’re here!”

“Of course I am,” You giggled, her flushed cheeks and giddy expression indicating that she had probably had at least a couple glasses of champagne already. “Here, this is for you; Happy Birthday Nat.”

You handed Nat your present as Sam, Steve, and Bucky joined the three of you each greeting you with hugs and hellos, your fingers twiddling with nerves as Nat eagerly tore through the gift bag and wrapping paper and flicked through the pages you had decorated with pictures of Nat’s closest friends.

What if she thought it was childish?

What if she considered it to be cheap?

What if-

Tony wrapped his arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head to silence your nagging thoughts as he watched Nat’s bottom lip tremble ever so slightly, adamantly trying to keep her emotions in check and he knew that your gift had touched her deeply.

Sam, Steve, and Bucky peered over her shoulders as she went over each and every page of the scrapbook, laughing at the ridiculousness of some of them, reminiscing the treasured memories of others, Sam pressing a kiss to her cheek, staring at her in adoration as they came across a charming photo of the two of them.

The page that Nat had stopped on was one of your favourites; one of the charity events you had all been attending had taken a rather different turn than you were expecting, a considerable group of you sneaking up to the roof of the hotel to throw an impromptu pool party. You think the photo had been taken by Rhodey and it had captured each of you in the frame with you and Nat at the centre, you had both pulled your dresses up to the tops of your thighs as you dangled your legs into the pool, leaning on each other for support as you roared with laughter – at what you can’t even remember – tears brimming in your eyes as you clutched at each other for support.

In the background you could see a very annoyed Sam chasing Bucky who was beginning to slip on the wet floor, his face frozen by the camera in a mix of fear and amusement, at the bar in the back sat Steve and Tony who were well past tipsy, rowdily belting out their rendition of Dancing Queen, not that they were getting the lyrics right in the slightest, they had been captured arms tossed around each other as their heads were tilted back to aid in their performance.

Nat timidly closed the book as if it were the most valuable thing she owned, fingers tracing over the cover as a few stray tears stained her cheeks which she quickly wiped away. Handing the book to Sam, Nat swiftly flung her arms around your neck in a bone-crushing hug, a few stray drops of hot tears marring the bare skin of your shoulder as she clutched at you, an embrace which you just as enthusiastically returned.

“Thank you,” She whispered into your neck, voice thick with emotion which only caused you to hold her tighter as relief flooded you.

“You’re welcome.”

“Alright, alright, let’s get this party started!” Sam yelled out, moving to wrap his arms around you and Nat as he led you both to the bar, Steve, Bucky, and Tony following behind you with a chuckle.

Drinks were soon poured, and inhibitions lowered as the six of you celebrated Nat’s birthday, conversation and laughter flowing between you quicker than the champagne. Time seemed to pass in a blur as the night went on, the many forms of entertainment and general aesthetic of the party that Nat had put together keeping the spirits so high that no one even bothered to check the time, the energetic atmosphere keeping everyone so high they never wanted it to end.

You got to meet more of Nat’s – and everyone else’s – friends outside of their tight-knit group: Thor Odinson who was an actual prince from a small country in Scandinavia called Asgard, Bruce Banner who was a brilliant scientist who’s intelligence reviled Tony’s, Hope Van Dyne – the heiress to Pym Industries and her boyfriend Scott. You even got to meet Steve’s girlfriend, the infamous socialite Sharon Carter.

You teased Tony every opportunity that presented itself, and given where you were there were a lot; shooting him sultry stares over the rim of your glass, brushing against him every time you passed him by, swaying your hips more than usual when you walked away from him, knowing his eyes were burning into you with every step you took.

You almost felt bad, you hadn’t even kissed him yet, but you knew what would come after the party was done would be well worth it.

The glass in your hand was empty and so you waited at the bar for a refill when Bucky sauntered over to you, a cocky grin plastered on his face. You already knew what was coming, at this point in your friendship you were well accustomed to his incessant flirting and you arched a brow at him as you waited for him to deliver his first no-doubt cheesy pick-up line.

“Hey doll,” He purred as he failed to stifle his grin.

“James.”

“So, is it hot in here is it just you?”

He leant forward as he spoke, leaving barely a breath between you, mischief glimmering in his eyes as he wiggled his brows at you causing you to let out a snort, playfully pushing him away with a roll of your eyes as you picked up your drink from the bar.

“You’re terrible Buck, you know that?” You taunted, walking away from him and back to Tony.

Bucky was quick to sling his arm over your shoulder as you both walked back to your table, flashing you a cocky grin as he winked at you: “Darlin’ you have no idea.”

You parted as you went to your respective sits, yours next to Tony and his next to Steve, re-joining the conversation with your friends, completely unaware of the way Tony’s gaze was flittering between you and Bucky, the slight crease between his brows the only indication something was amiss.

The sound of Labelle performing Lady Marmalade suddenly blasted through the speakers, filling the venue with Patti LaBelle’s soulful voice and Natasha wasted no time in flying from her seat on Sam’s lap with a ridiculously eager expression on her face as she hauled you from your chair and dragged you up to the stage.

Realising what she was trying to get you to do, you began to try and free your arm, digging your heels in to the ground to stop her from dragging you onto the stage but NAt was a lot stronger than she appeared and easily pulled you onto the platform, much to your mortification.

Nat grabbed one of the feather boa’s from around one of the waitresses as she passed and wrapped it round your waist, pulling your hips flush against hers as she began to practically grind against you to the beat. Her guests began to take notice of the two of you, cheering you both on as your boys sat to the side practically beaming with glee.

Assholes.

Reluctantly you began to dance with Nat to the music, deeming it better than standing there awkwardly as you attempted to mimick her moves, gaining some semblance of confidence as the audience cheered on your impromptu show, the both of you rolling your hips, tilting your heads to the side as you ran your hands along your corset clad chests, dancing seductively across the stage.

Every movement you made caused the diamonds that fringed the bottom of your corset to sparkle brightly under the stage lights, Nat’s own outfit glistening like a disco ball as the pair of you captured the attention of everybody there, especially a certain billionaire.

Tony watched you with a darkened gaze, eyes hungrily drinking in every inch of you, every slight move you made, the sway of your hips, the curve of your ass, the way your eyes fluttered shut as you lost yourself to your dancing, being reminded all too much of the way he could make your body behave remarkably similar.

The song came to an end, you and Nat giggling uncontrollably as you took your bows, exiting the stage as everyone cheered and applauded your performance. Your cheeks were burning as you walked back to your table, sitting yourself on Tony’s lap and pressing a soft kiss to his lips which he quickly deepened, cupping the back of your neck with one hand as the other clutched at your thigh.

You pulled away panting when the need for air became too much, resting your forehead against his as you searched his eyes for answers for what exactly that was for but finding only the promise of more.

“I hope that dance was worth it babygirl, cause you are gonna be in so much trouble when we get home,” He murmured darkly, nipping at the skin of your throat causing you to jolt in his lap, his arms tightening around you to keep you steady.

“Do you promise?”

“You wanna be a bad girl, Kitten? Cause I’ll treat you like one.”

The night went on but neither you or Tony could keep your hands off each other, stroking your hands up his chest to gently tug at his hair at the base of his neck, his playing with the tops of your stockings, the both of you sharing chaste kisses but never letting it lead to anything more.

It was hours later until you were finally, finally, saying goodbye to everyone, including a very intoxicated Nat who Sam was desperately trying to lure home. Most of the guests had already bid goodbye to the birthday girl, Steve and Sharon had just left and Bucky was waiting for his car to pull up, standing beside you and Tony as you all watched Sam try to usher Nat into the car.

You laughed as she freed herself from Sam’s shepherding and flung herself at you, her body limp as she practically fell against you, slurring her words as she told you just how much she loved you. Bucky’s snort made you look up and you saw him videoing the whole thing on his phone, most likely to blackmail her with later - it was a rare occurrence for Natasha to get this drunk. In fact, you were certain you had never seen it before, but hey, it was her birthday after all.

“You know you two could help me,” Sam pointed out, exasperated at the lack of support he was getting from his friends.

“We could Wilson, but we don’t want to, this is by far the funnier option.”

“Screw you Barnes.”

Taking pity on Sam, you tried to lead Nat back to the car only getting so far before she decided she had something else to yell to the streets of Manhattan.

“You’re my best friend Y/N, you know that? My bestest bestest bestest bestest friend ever!”

“Yeah, I know Nat, now come on don’t you want to go to bed?”

“Bed? Oh! You know who’s good in bed – Sammy! Y/N, he has the biggest-”

“Ok that’s enough! Don’t embarrass Barnes and Stark babe,” Sam cut her off, picking her up bridal style and carrying her into the car as Nat swooned over how strong he was. You had a feeling she was going to regret this in the morning, especially with Bucky filming it all.

“Night guys,” Sam called out of the car window as the car pulled off into the road.

“Night Wilson,” Bucky cried out coyly, wiggling his fingers in a wave as Sam stuck his middle finger up in return. Bucky’s own car pulled up and he said his goodbyes to you and Tony, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand much to Tony’s chagrin and you could only laugh in response to his silly antics.

The journey back to Tony’s was mainly silent, he didn’t even look at you, keeping his face turned towards the window, the only contact between you being the hand that was gripping your thigh, thumb circling your skin through the sheer material of your stockings.

Tony remained quiet as you both entered his penthouse, leaving you in the hall to follow him as he moved about the place, shucking off his coat and jacket and rolling up his shirt sleeves to his elbow before he tugged the bow tie free around his neck, leaving it to hang loosely around his neck as he undid the first few buttons on his shirt.

Not an inch of skin had been revealed to you and yet such a small adjustment was hotter than any strip tease could have possibly been, arousal blossoming in your core as you waited for him to say something – anything.

Pouring himself a glass of scotch, Tony collapsed on the sofa as he sipped at his drink, eyes locked on your form over the rim of the tumbler as you fidgeted on the spot, desperate for him to start whatever the night entailed.

“You’ve been teasing me all night babygirl: first by wearing this outfit, letting thw whole damn world see you like this, then you wouldn’t even let me touch you, then you let Barnes of all fucking people flirt with you right in front of my face and then to top it all off, you got up on that stage and let every person there see you move like that.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

Tony clicked his tongue in disapproval as his eyes raked over you: ��I think you need to be punished, Beautiful.”

Leaning forward, Tony placed his glass on the coffee table and rested his arms on his legs as he appraised you, roughly rubbing a hand over his beard as he decided your fate.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen darlin’, your gonna take that pretty little outfit off - except for those damn heels - and then your gonna lay across my lap, ass up, and count your spankings like a good girl, ok?”

“Yes Daddy,” You whispered, throat dry as desire flooded your being.

Unclipping the feather from your hair you tossed it carelessly to the side before gripping the end of one of your silk covered fingers between your teeth and pulling your arm free of the material, repeating the action on the other hand and throwing the gloves at Tony whose eyes hardened at the gesture.

“Don’t push it Babygirl.”

Smiling coquettishly, you undid the straps on your garter that helped to hold your stockings up, pushing the belt down your hips and to the floor before beginning to slowly pull the lace ties that held your corset together undone, the pink satin slipping out of your hands as your bare chest was revealed to his lustful eyes.

Hooking your thumbs into the tops of your panties, you wiggled your hips as you pushed them down your legs, kicking them towards Tony when they stuck on your heel. You moved to unclasp the necklace, but Tony stopped you, ordering you to leave it on as he leant back on the sofa and patted his thigh to remind you where to place yourself.

You slowly lowered yourself across this lap, hands gripping the leather of the couch as Tony’s hand wandered from the backs of your thighs, fingertips lightly grazing the skin as you fought to keep as still as possible, he moved to squeeze one of your ass cheeks before continuing his path up your back, pulling your hair into a pony tail and wrapping it around his fist.

“Tell me the magic word babygirl,” Tony leaned over you, whispering in your ear as he broke character for the first time since you’d both come back to his apartment and you couldn’t prevent the smile that broke out at his concern.

“Jericho.”

“Good girl, promise to say it if it gets too much?”

“I promise.”

“Good,” Tony pressed a kiss under your ear and then he was back to dominating you completely, quicker than the flick of a switch, “Now, how many do you think you deserve baby? I’m thinking five for each offence, you think you can handle twenty? Cause I do.”

You moaned loudly as you nodded eagerly, desperate to feel the sting of his hands on your skin.

Tony chuckled lowly at your eagerness as he kneaded the curve of your ass: “Ok than babygirl, don’t forget to count.”

That was all the warning you got before Tony’s hand moved to strike your ass, skin bouncing against his palm and you keened at the burn it left, stuttering out a one as you struggled not to let your rear chase his hand, already desperate for more.

Tony delivered his slaps evenly between the two cheeks, five on each before scattering the final ten on the tops of both your thighs as you counted out each and every one with ragged breaths. A light sheen of swear coated your skin as you writhed in his lap, his hardened cock brushing against your stomach which only served to turn you on more, your cunt throbbing with need as wetness coated your inner thighs.

Soothing the flamed skin with gentle caresses, Tony let you come down from your punishment before he hoisted you off his lap and onto the floor between his legs, reaching over you to retrieve his half finished glass of scotch before leaning back into his seat.

You rested your head against Tony’s thigh, nuzzling your face against the expensive material of his pants, staring up at him with lidded eyes as you waited for his next instructions, careful not to catch the sore skin of your ass on your heels as you knelt before him.

“You were a real bad girl baby,” He murmured, fingers caressing the side of your face as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, “Don’t you think you should make it up to daddy?”

Trembling hands reached for his belt, pulling the leather free of the metal and slowly tugging the zipper of his pants down, your fingers brushing over his hard cock as you did. You quickly yanked his pants and boxers down to just his thighs; you had all the room you needed, and no patience left in you to bother undressing him completely.

Your mouth began salivating at the sight of him hot and heavy in your hand, your nightlong teasing hadn’t only pushed Tony to the edge and you were more than ready for the grandiose finale it was sure to bring. You leant forward, mouth parted and tongue poking out from between your lips ready to finally taste the sweet tang of him but were stopped by Tony’s hand in your hair halting your movements and forcing you to look up at him.

“No teasing Princess. You’ve done enough of that for one night, so just suck daddy’s cock like the fuckin’ champ you are, ok?”

You mewled as you nodded, biting on your bottom lip as his words caused your cunt to clench in need, hips rolling on instinct in their desperation to have Tony fill you up and fuck you already.

“Good girl.”

You keened at the praise, wasting no time when his grip in your hair loosened, wrapping your lips around the head of his cock as you softly sucked the sensitive tip, eyes casting up to watch Tony’s reaction, a flash of excitement shocking you when you saw his eyes were already locked on you, one arm thrown across the back of the couch as the other brought the glass to his lips so he could leisurely sip at his scotch.

Longing to see him loose his composure, you locked your lips tightly around his cock, bobbing your head along his shaft as your tongue traced from the prominent veins that decorated his shaft to the spot under the head that always caused him to stutter out a deep groan, hips bucking into your mouth as his hand left the back of the couch to tangle in your hair, guiding your movements as he threw his head back with a grunt.

Your hand worked what your mouth couldn’t reach, pumping the base as you sucked his cock, muffled moans escaping your full mouth as he throbbed on your tongue. This was not playful, there was no teasing here, only a desperate need to feel him coat your tongue with his cum, your movements frantic, spit escaping your lips that were locked around his rock-hard cock and trickling down his balls.

You were certain you were dripping onto the floor beneath you, the sight of Tony with his head thrown back, eyes clenched shut as he bit down on his lower lip to strangled the sounds of his pleasure caused heavy lust to rush through your every cell, eager for it to be over so he would finally fuck you.

Hand moving from his cock to grasp his balls, you compelled your throat to relax as you took every inch of him into your mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat as you gazed up at Tony through heavy lashes.

The feeling of your throat closing around his cock as you swallowed around him caused Tony’s hips to lunge upward, his release so close he could taste it on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t want to cum in your mouth. Not tonight. Tonight, he was determined to fill you with his cum, buried balls deep in that sweet little pussy he’d been thinking about all night long.

Yanking you off his cock, you shot Tony a puzzled expression, brows furrowed and lips shiny with a mixture of your saliva and his pre-cum as he ducked down to capture your swollen lips in a bruising kiss, tongue licking into your mouth as he cupped the back of your neck with his hand, the other setting his glass on the table before trailing down your side to your pussy, swiping a thick digit between your glistening folds, both of you moaning at the contact.

Tony stood from the couch, holding out a hand to help you up, one you eagerly accepted as you felt your legs shake beneath you. Tony kissed you again, this time far gentler, a soft brush of his lips against yours as you practically melted into him, his arms wrapped around your waist as he began to walk you backwards.

The feeling of cold glass against your back made you jump slightly, tilting your head to the side as Tony littered the sensitive skin there with kisses and nips. You bucked your hips against his, trying to hook your leg over his hip to try and entice him into fucking you senseless but Tony gripped your thigh to stop your desperate movements, causing a deprived whine to slip past your lips as Tony chuckled at your distress.

“Gonna remind you just who you belong to babygirl, you and every other fucking person in this city are gonna watch how well you take my cock,” Tony muttered darkly in your ear as he squeezed your hips before turning you around to face the huge floor length window in his penthouse that over looked the entire city.

You could make out your translucent reflection, eyes ablaze with lust and lipstick smeared across your lips, the diamonds around your neck rivalling the glittering lights of the city. Tony was pressed tightly behind you, his cock nestled between your ass cheeks as his hands danced across your skin, practically purring in relief at finally being touched, placing your hands on the glass in front of you for support.

Resting his head on your shoulder, Tony chuckled at your mewling, nipping at your ear lobe as you tried to roll your hips against his cock, body mindlessly searching for some relief for the ache between your thighs. One calloused hand clasped your breast, toying with the taut nipple with nimble fingers as the other slithered down your stomach, cupping your sex as you tried in vain to rut against his hand, a pathetic whine slipping past your lips as your failed in finding the friction you so badly desired, only causing Tony’s smug smirk to grow.

“Aw, what’s wrong baby?” He cooed against your neck, eyes locked on yours in your reflection as his finger swiped through your dripping slit, “You want daddy’s cock? Is that it?”

You could only nod dumbly in response, your lust-addled brain making you sluggish and cutting of any articulate thought, but Tony wasn’t tolerating it, his hands stopping their ministrations much to your dismay as he tutted at you.

“Nu-uh Princess, you can do better than that: come on, beg daddy to fuck you, beg me and I’ll fuck you real good baby, I promise.”

“Daddy,” you pleaded with on a drawn-out moan, “Please, please, fuck me. I want your cock in me, want you to fill me with your cum, w-want you to make me yours.”

Want you to make me yours.

Tony’s eyes snapped open, lip curling in a slight snarl as he gripped his cock in his hand, lining himself at your entrance and snapping his hips up into yours with a growl. Your body jerked at the shock, a gasp tearing from your lips as you head hung low, eyes squeezed shut as your body adjusted to the sudden intrusion.

“You are mine,” He snarled, voice low as his beard scratched the bare skin of your shoulder with every word he spoke.

Before you could even register what he had said, Tony was drawing his hips back before thrusting into your wet heat with a bruising pace, hands gripping you tightly to him as he fucked you relentlessly. Your hands clawed the glass as you tried to keep yourself upright, body set alight after a long night of teasing coupled with Tony’s animalistic fucking, yearning for more and yet shying away from the overwhelming pleasure you were receiving.

Every thrust of his cock into you brushed against that spot that made you see stars, eyes rolling into the back of your head as your hips rolled back to meet his every drive into you, a litany of moans falling from your swollen, parted lips as your body tensed against his, your climax building within your core and threatening to snap.

Your eyes flew open when you felt a hand wrap around your neck, giving a warning squeeze as you met Tony’s wild eyes in the reflection of the window, the thought that someone in the buildings around you could be watched such a debauched scene causing your cunt to tighten around Tony’s cock.

“Watch yourself Babygirl. Want you to watch how fuckin’ pretty you look cummin’ on my cock,” Tony grunted.

His hand remained around your throat as you groaned, his fingers moving to slip to digits into your open mouth and you eagerly starting sucking on them, laving them with the same attention you did his cock and Tony muttered out curses as he began to buck his hips even faster into you, his twitching cock signalling that his release was also near.

You kept your eyes on the pair of you, as hard as it was, your hands pressing so hard into the glass in front of you, you feared it would shatter under the force. The fingers around your neck lightly tightened their hold, cutting off the flow of blood to your head as his other hand sought out your clit, coating his digits in your slick before circling the bundle of nerves that sent shockwaves of euphoria through you.

The combination of his fingers swirling against your clit and his cock hitting that sweet spot inside you with every roll of his hips had you trembling in his arms as your release washed over you like a wave, every cell in your being alight with ecstasy as a sharp cry tore from your throat.

You watched Tony’s reflection, the way his brow furrowed, a near-feral look in his eye as his arms wrapped around your waist to keep you pressed against him as your body worked through your orgasm. The feeling of your velvet wet heat surrounding him, walls fluttering around his aching cock finally pushed Tony to his own end, a low groan that boarded on a growl rumbling from deep within his chest as ropes of cum filled you, his cock throbbing as he shallowly thrust into you a few final times before near collapsing against your back.

His arm shot out to prop himself against the window, his hand resting on top of yours and fingers lacing with your own as he pressed sloppy kisses along your shoulders and neck, murmuring praises into your sweat-slicked skin as you both came down from your highs, the sound of the city below you and your shallow pants deafening in the otherwise silent room.

Slowly, Tony pulled his softening cock from you, rubbing his hands along your sides as you winced at the sensitivity of your sex, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head before he stooped down to hook his arm under your legs, the other wrapped around your back as he cradled you against his chest and carried you towards his bedroom.

You nuzzled your face into the crook of Tony’s neck, pressing kissing against his pulse point as he brought you straight to his en suite, delicately placing you on the worktop by the sink before moving to turn the shower on, letting the water run as he turned his attention back to you.

Grasping your ankle, Tony lifted your leg and pulled your heel off, dropping it carelessly to the floor before repeating the action on the opposite foot. Hands grazed up your legs before deft fingers hooked into the tops of the holdups on your thigh and dragged the thin material off your legs, throwing the stockings behind him without a second thought.

Tony pressed a chaste kiss to the skin of your thigh where your stockings previously sat, fingers massaging the muscles as he shifted to press his lips against yours, tongue idly stroking into your mouth as your fingers carded through his unruly hair as he unclasped the necklace from around your throat, placing it on the box that still sat on the counter beside you.

There was none of the primitive passion that defined your previous union, it was not bruising or desperate, and it certainly wasn’t a promise of more to come; it was simply two people enjoying the feel of soft lips against their own, the gentle touch of his hands and the feeling of your smooth skin against his.

It was comfort and reassurance and something akin to the feeling of home. The gentle warmth that flooded you in his embrace had a small smile playing on your lips as you basked in his affection.

“Are you alright? Did I go too far?” Tony mumbled as he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours as he searched your eyes for any signs of unease.

“No, m’fine. Better than fine actually.”

Tony chuckled, shaking his head as he tucked a wild strand of hair behind your ear, his gaze loaded with something you couldn’t quite place: “Come on babygirl, let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.”

You stayed close to each other under the spray of the water, steam filling the room as you exchanged affectionate kisses, hands washing each other of the sweat and cum that stained your skin, your eyes feeling heavier as the water soothed your sore muscles, pushing you closer and closer to sleep.

The shower soon cut off, Tony helping you out and dressing you in one of his old shirts and a fresh pair of panties before slipping into to clean pair of boxers himself, the pair of you slipping under the fresh sheets of his bed as you let out a content sigh, snuggling into Tony’s arms as you tangled your legs with his.

“You know, you really did look gorgeous tonight. I don’t think I actually got ‘round to telling you that.”

“Hm, I kinda figured, you weren’t exactly subtle,” You giggled, tracing patterns on Tony’s chest as he let out a silent chuckle. “Does Bucky’s flirting really bother you that much?”

You had to ask, as much as what happened was part of the fun you two had, a small part of his anger was still very real and you needed to know why it got to him so much.

There was a long beat of silence, Tony’s arms tightening around you before he finally responded.

“No. I guess I just got caught up in the moment.”

You didn’t believe him.

Tony’s fingers danced across the skin of your back as you both lay in silence before you turned onto your stomach and propped yourself up on one elbow so you could look down at him.

“You know Bucky doesn’t mean anything when he flirts right? I’m pretty sure the only reason he does it is to annoy you,” You tried to joke, but the half-hearted way he smiled in response showed you it wasn’t working. “Besides, even if he did mean it, there’s no way I’d be interested. I’m all yours for as long as you want me.”

“I know babygirl.”

You tucked yourself back under Tony’s arm, his hold on you tightening as his lips placed a soft kiss into your hair.

“You should get some sleep.”

You nodded, feeling the sting behind your eyes that fully agreed with the man, begging you to close them and finally give them the rest they so desperately required, bidding Tony goodnight as you drifted off to the sound of his strong heartbeat in your ear.

Although you were exhausted, sleep was not as restful as you would have liked. Your mind warning you that what had happened tonight would not be the end of it as a feeling of dread started to bloom in your chest like a weed.

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SEVENTEEN Reaction: confessing to you

HIP HOP TEAM | VOCAL TEAM | PERFORMANCE TEAM

By: Aria

Genre: Fluff

WOOZI

You couldn’t believe how lucky you were having the job of your dreams, chasing everything one day you asked for. And your determined outlook kept you focused on those goals making you obtain them. You were working at Pledis as a singer for a year now and your life became better, even more with the blooming relationship you had wit one of your co-workers.

Jihoon was your producer and working with him was, certainly, your favorite part of being there. You knew him before you entered the company because you stanned his group and found him really cute. But when you started working with him you figured out why the members teased him about his temper.

Yes, he seemed to be a bogeyman at the beginning. You never saw his smile when you got started. But when the time passed by he started treating you better, even being funny about your gestures while singing. He loved teasing you about what you do while recording a new song. He also attended your MV’s recordings to ‘support you’.

And you were not regretting having a friend like him.

But some days you noticed his look on you changed. It got warmer like he felt something undiscovered when he saw you. You caught his glance a couple times and he just responded at you with a shy smile trying to hide his face turning his back to you and scratching his neck.

“Jihoon, what are you thinking about?” You asked someday starting your new album when you caught his mind out of the room. He was acting really thoughtful, like he turned when he was thinking about writing a new song.

“Nothing. I’m just…” He hesitated leaving a sigh. “I’m just distracted.”

“So, something might be surrounding your mind.” You asked curiously.

“It’s not something…” He looked at you trying to prompt you to guess. “It’s...someone.” He pondered.

“OMG! I CAN´T BELIEVE IT” You shouted excitedly about the new in his life. “Lee Jihoon is in love. That’s neeeew!”

“Y/N, calm down.” He smacked his forehead. “I think it could be better if I didn’t tell you. Anyways, I have to go. See you tomorrow at…”

“4 p.m.” You answered quickly as he walked out of the studio, leaving you confused about his sudden leave.

Next day you were kinda bored so you decided to go to the studio earlier knowing that Jihoon would be there, ‘cause that was his cave, practically. You walked quickly as soon as you get to the building. And when you were about to step on Jihoon’s studio you stopped at the sound of his harmonious voice singing a song, a love song, that you never heard before.

When you got in you saw him practicing something, basically whispering while talking to himself. You caught up something he was saying and you realized he was practicing his confession to the unknown significant other he was hiding.

“Y/N, You’re the one. It may sound weird ‘cause I’m not that kind of romantic guy, but I felt for you.” He said while turning to face you and getting shocked at your presence. “W- What? You were supposed to be here at 4.” He said embarrassed.

“But, I’m here…” You said dying of cuteness at his confession. “And I think that you’re not the only one who has those feelings.” You let out timidly sliding the tip of your foot on the floor.

JEONGHAN

Your day was running as usual. Your boss yelling at you during your shift, your co-worker being the asshole he always behaves like and your clients being incredibly impatient. It was driving you crazy, getting you out of your mind. Tired you decided to take some air, walking to the backyard and ‘throwing the trash’.

As soon as you stepped outside of the cafe your phone rang. You instantly withdrew it off your apron pocket. You looked for the contact ID and felt how your heart jumped against your chest. You tried to catch your threatened breath before talking to him, your sunshine. The only one that was able to fix your mood.

“Jeonghanie, how are you?” You said hiding your displeasure.

“I'm fine. Are you good, Y/N? ” He said identifying the suspicious tone of your voice. “I feel you strange.” He trembled due to your attitude.

He knew you pretty good, enough to find out you weren't feeling good. It was impressive for you how someone could go through you and discover all the enigmas your inner being could keep.

“It's just my work. Things are getting worse day by day and you know… I feel kinda tired.” You explained while walking towards the trash containers and resting your back on it.

“I got an idea.” Jeonghan muttered. “You can quit. It's the only thing that will relieve you.” He added enthusiastically as nothing will happen.

“But, Hanie. I have lots of bills to pay.” You passed your fingers across your hair desperate. “I can’t find another job to save enough money for paying my apartment.”

“You’re so stubborn, babe.” He emphasized on the last word giving you shivers. “I would help you with that. We'll search together and if it's necessary you can move to my dorm ‘til we figure out something.”

First of all, your best friend whom you had a crush on was calling you ‘babe’ for the first time. And second, he was basically asking you to move with him. God dam! The slowest run for it, but the fastest…

“I'm picking you right now there. And I hope that when I see you your apron will be taken off.” He said making you came back to reality and hanging out.

You ran to the cafe and looked for your boss who mysteriously wasn't yelling at everyone that passed by his glance. You bursted into his office encouraged but were stopped at the sight of your friend talking politely to him.

“Oh, Y/N.” Jeonghan greeted cordially without leaving his sit. “I was talking with Mr. Wen, teaching him how a knight has to treat people.” He stood up and pecked your cheek painting it red of embarrassment.

“Mr. Wen I wanted to talk to you.” You opened your mouth to keep when you got shocked at the feeling of Jeonghan’s hand tangling his fingers with yours.

“I already told him everything. My girlfriend can't be used like that.” He smirked looking at your eyes and training you outside the office, outside the cafe, to the street where his car was parked.

“Your girlfriend?” You said surprised and excited.

“Yes… Uhm.” He whispered scratching his nape. “I wanted to ask you in a fancier way, but the situation needed some pressure.” He recovered his composure and continued. “Y/N, I'm crazy about you and I don't want any bad in your life. I want to share my all with you. Let us be.”

“We have being us for a while, but today I'm pretty sure I became your girl, Jeonghanie.” You answered hugging his waist. “Thank you for everything.” You added while he kissed your forehead.

JOSHUA

You didn't see the hour to come back home after the hardest day you have faced at college. You had millions of tasks that didn’t seem to end, but you needed some rest urgently. Your classmates told you that they could stay longer working on their part and will help you with yours so you could take some time for chill at your place.

You arrived late at night to your dorm. Your roommate was at his boyfriend’s house so all the lights were turned off and the door was locked down. You were so worried that the fact of having to look for the keys to get in stressed you out. But that was the only way.

You slipped in and walked towards your bedroom with your zombie mood on, without even turning the lights on. You knew your space very well and you didn't need them, apparently, until you shocked something.

You were kinda confused, trying to mind what was it and why the hell was hindering your way to your precious, and urgently, needed bed.

Grunting you walked toward the switch. You freezed at the sight of the biggest gift box you have ever seen. It was beautiful. It has heart-shaped balloons tied at the top. It left you highly confused.

You wanted to call your roommate to ask if it was hers, but something told you to look for its postcard. And you find it hanging off a red thread. You opened it delicately and your eyes shut open when you read it.

Your heart wanted to explode. Was it real? You were rushing trying to unbox it. You were shaking, your hands didn’t answer. It was unbelievable.

You were dating Joshua just for a month, and you couldn't deny that the thing between you two was growing quickly and strong. But it stills a surprise, a mystery, about why he was doing this move so quickly.

The box contained a beautiful roses’ bouquet, a little chocolate box (your faves), and a sign where a big ‘Do you want to be my girlfriend?’ can be read perfectly in a golden ink. It made you tremble leaving your eyes watery.

“What can I say, Y/N?” Joshua stepped out of your bedroom meeting you at your shocked expression. “You got me and I'm not letting you go. I don't want to waste time.” He said holding your waist.

“Josh, I'm…I'm just…” You hesitated before he cupped your chin with his hands making you look at his eyes. “I'm so into you. And I don't want to wait neither.”

He smiled seconds before collapsing his lips over you leaving a sweet taste over them.

“Then, we don’t have to, babygirl.” He said intertwining your hands. “I have something prepared for us tonight, but… you look so tired.”

“I am.” You bended your head embarrassed for ruining his plans for you two.

He suddenly carried you and laid you on the couch. “Don’t worry. We can have our date indoors.” He coed kissing your sleepy eyelids.

DK Flashes lighting, haute couture clothes and lots of image consultants. It was the summary of your daily routine since you became a top model. You always kept busy with photo shoots and interviews, but nothing really fun or interesting at all, just like the superficial things about being in the fashion industry.

You arrived at the studio early, without makeup and wearing baggy clothes that looked like pajamas, looked trashy and tired. You didn’t want to do that photo shoot, it was becoming for you boring, without having enough time to interact with more people unless they were your managers.

And you thought today wasn't going to be the exception but resigned you stayed focused because it was the job you choose on your own.

“Y/N, come here, please.” Your manager spotted your lazy mood and started grinning in disappointment. Your knowledge about his behavior told you that he was getting angry about your attitude, making you notice the ass you were acting like.

“Sorry, Soonhyuck-nim.” You bowed apologizing.

“Don't worry, Y/N.” He forced a smile while turning his head to the two men standing in front of you. He extended a hand presenting you to them.

“Y/N, they're Seokmin and his manager, Huedong-nim.” You bowed at them noticing how the good-looking boy smiled with a pretty warm grin. His look reminded you about someone you have seen before but your memories weren’t answering you the throbbing question.

“You and DK are going to collaborate for the magazine’s cover.” Your manager added talking about the guy. And you absolutely recalled his face. He was an idol for a group you used just to listen to.

You started working hard. And you didn’t have a single second without the feeling of DK’s gaze over you. He was lost on you. You didn’t know how much he admired you. Your beauty was something that always had caught his attention since you became a famous fashion icon in Korea. He practically had a crush on you, and he was not letting this opportunity to pass.

Having you by his side, even if it was working, was driving him crazy. Millions of thoughts traveled his mind nonstop. The jitter feeling rushing around his body tried to control his decisions, but he was blown by a confidence vibe and decided to make a step.

“Y/N, you don’t know how glad I am working with a model like you.” He approached you at the vanity while your stylist was retouching your makeup. His sudden chat took you in surprise, but his words made you blush and smile.

“That’s a pleasure for me to work with a talented boy as you, Dokyeom-nim.” You stood up bowing slightly showing him all your respect and admiration. You faced him and noticed his beautiful smile, and it was because of you. Your eyes lightened up at the sight of his attitude about you. He was really handsome, and a gentleman, without doubts.

“I was wondering…” He started shyly lowering his gaze while scratching the back of his neck. “I was wondering if exists the possibility of taking you into a date.”

He suddenly looked confident smiling.“Oh!” You exclaimed in surprise. “I will be glad if you do.” The warm painted red your cheeks at the thought of him being interested in you.

He was such a gentleman and you appreciate it.“Really?” He brightened. “I can believe it.” He said laughing and calling his manager desperately.

SEUNGKWAN

“How many times do I have to tell you that you’re slaying with that dress?” Seungkwan rolled his eyes. He had spent the whole evening accompanying you while shopping. His role carrying your bags wasn’t hard for him since he loved this plan with you, he said it fed his fashion sense, and you weren’t refusing to be helped.

“I don’t know…” You said taking a look again at the full wall mirror next to you. “I think that we might go to the next store. I heard that the new collection has arrived and that’s amazing.”

He hummed at your wish and waited patiently while you put on your clothes. You stepped outside of the dressing room handing the seller a couple of blouses you wanted to purchase. You went to the line and when you faced the cashier suddenly Seungkwan stood by your side and give her his credit card. Your mouth opened in awe.

“Don’t look me like that, Y/N.” He spoke without even looking at you.

“But, why you did it?” You asked. “I can pay for it. Don’t worry.”

“No, no. I just wanted to spoil my girl.” He said receiving the bags and hanging them on his arms without changing his detached expression.

You walked in silence to the store you wanted to go trying to understand why he started acting like that at the drop of a hat. He always had been so cheesy with you and today he started behaving different, distant like he didn’t want to be there.

You ignored his attitude and started looking excited about the pretty long shiny dresses. They were so cute that you didn’t know which one to choose. You took around four of them and walked to the dresser quickly. You proof every one of them and stood up to let Seungkwan told you his opinion about them always mocking a runway and acting like a model to make him laugh, and he started changing his mood.

It lasted just one dress. It has dark blue sequins, back cleavage, and side-opened skirt. It was your favorite. You walked outside the room with a big smile on our face being amazed at the way the dress made you look.

You looked for Seungkwan who was scrolling on his phone and started walking towards him hoping you caught his attention. When you were literally in front of him the shining of the sequin raised his eyes over your shape. His jaw hit the floor. His eyes shut opened. You looked gorgeous and he didn’t want to keep hiding it.

“Definitely, I’m in love with a goddess.” He threw his hand over his forehead mocking a faint. His reaction was cute and made you nervous at his sudden confession that you decided just to hug him and kiss his cheek while hiding your embarrassed face.

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