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Bittersweet ! đ
mdni <3 youâre here pt 4
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~ in which Ellie breaks up with you and you go a little crazy ~
ex! ellie williams x fem! reader , abby anderson x fem! reader
college au!
warnings: suggestive/ kinda smutty, angst, break up, cheating,cursing, toxic behavior, smut in future chapters, sexual themes<3 feminine and girly reader ,not proof read!!
taglist: pls comment if you want to be added! <3 @elliessweetheart @lonelyfooryouonly @vamp1reg1rrrl @autisticintr0vert @morphids @amsxdoll @addthespaghetti @mangoxxred
You couldnât recall the last time you had such a good night sleep. The alarm you set the day before pulled you out of your peaceful slumber when Abby sneaked her arms around you from behind giving your tits a gentle squeeze. A small laugh escaped your lips as she wouldnât let you out of her strong grasp as you tried to get out of bed.
âwanna shower with me?â
Abby answered with a simple nod and left soft kisses on your shoulder before letting you go. You undressed before her and made your way into the bathroom with her following your steps, taking in the sight of your beautiful figure damn..she couldnât wait to fuck you from behind.
You let out a sigh of relief as the hot water hit your body, âhere let me get that for youâ Abby massaged your vanilla body wash everywhere, she made sure to accidentally roll your nipples between her fingertips and grind on your ass in the process. You decided to return the favor, grabbing on her beefy biceps, feeling on her built stomach lowering your hands past her damn V line dangerously close to her pussy but never initiating anything. â Fucking teaseâ Abby rolled her eyes as she lowered herself cupping your ass as she picked you up pushing you against the glass door of the shower making your pussy grind on her hard abs. You lost yourself as your lips found hers ,your hands tangled in her wet locks while hers gripped on the fat of your ass, carving her hand prints on it. âfuuck Abby-!â
âlove the sounds you make baby..so beautiful when you say my nameâ
you were putty in her hands, too weak to resist her charm..
just as you were about to ask for more you heard your phone ringing from your bedroom it was probably your best friend asking if you were skipping classes againâŚto yours and Abbyâs dismay your intimate moment was cut short damn cockblock..but you made sure to get back to it as soon as possible.
You quickly dried yourselves and changed into some new clothes, you just threw on your favorite baby pink juicy couture tracksuit, some mascara and strawberry flavored lip gloss, âyouâre so pretty babyâ Abby said as she changed into her sweats from the night before, she didnât really care for her outfit today because she had practice later anyway. A small blush creeped on your cheeks at her words.. She looked so delicious, you believed she could be wearing a trash bag and still look fuckable.
âi was about to say take a picture itâll last longer but you probably saved my entire instagram profile alreadyâ
âfuck off andersonâ
you bickered as you followed her outside to her parked car, she opened the door for you and got into the drivers seat. Sheâs such a gentlewoman. She pulled out of your driveway and searched for the nearest starbucks near you on her cars obnoxiously big built in screen.
âsooo whatâs the deal between you and Ellie?â
you looked at her from the passenger seat, taking in her features her side profile is so beautiful you wanted to sit on her nose so fucking bad..catching a glimpse of her biting the inside of her cheek, thinking of an answer.
â I drunkenly admitted that i find âEllieâs girlâ hot at some party months ago. Someone spread the word and now iâm her arch nemesis. I donât really care for her itâs a one sided thing. Besides i never tried anything with you..âm not a homewrecker.â
sheâs right, she never did. You remember asking Abby for help on one of your assignments since you shared a few classes so you met at the library the next day ..yes she had definitely had a few chances to snatch you away from Ellie, but that wasnât her style.
That resulted in a big fight with Ellie why would meet up with her alone?? Are you cheating on me? Ellie accused you of cheating on her every time you interacted with Abby. You waved at her yeah youâre cheating , you greeted her back in the hallway fucking cheater , you just looked in her direction wow just say that youâre in love with her. Itâs laughable that sheâs the one that ended up cheating on you. You shouldâve seen that she was projecting her actions on you.
Abby listened to you as you vented to her about what Ellie did. She couldnât believe it. Ellieâs a fucking idiot she thought..Abby will definitely get back at her somehow. Should be easy enough if sheâs already feeling threatened by Abbyâs raw existence.
âyeahâŚand sometimes she acted like youâre the worst person in the world as if you killed her dad or something thatâs how she made you look.â
you laughed at your own jokes while Abby pulled up into the Starbucks drive-in and ordered your usual drink and something to eat, she insisted to pay because you were too busy fooling around in your shower instead of having breakfast and it was her fault so she made up for it. âthank you Abby, youâre the sweetestâ You thanked her with a wet kiss on the lips, the taste of sweet strawberries and you matcha vanilla latte lingering on hers..she made sure to take a picture of your drinks in front of her steering wheel, showing off the flashy logo of her luxury car,tagging you in her instagram story so you could repost it.
You gladly did.
âanything for you baby..â
a few minutes into your drive to Uni your notifications were going off uncontrollably. Abby smirked, eyes still glued on the traffic in front of her. Just as she expected.
46 missed calls from âEllie Williams DONT ANSWERâ
are you fucking kidding me
weâre broken up for less than 24 hours and you hangout with anderson
what the fuck
the fuck is wrong with you
did you fuck on our bed?
fucking answer me
pick up your fucking phone
busy fucking in her car now?
didnât know you were a gold digger
be honest iâm better than her
she looks like she canât fuck
i canât believe you
anderson of all people
you just had to choose her
âEllie Williams DONT ANSWERâ is typingâŚ
you put your phone on silent at this point , Abby scoffed as you read the messages out loud to her, mimicking Ellieâs voice when she was pissed. You were unbothered, you had a good laugh with Abby as you made fun of Ellieâs childish behavior.
Yeah she was definitely regretting letting you goâŚyou almost felt bad for her.
cry about it đ
you answered before blocking her number.
đ
to be continued!!
#abby anderson#ellie williams#abby anderson x reader#ellie williams x reader#suggestive#abby anderson smut#abby anderson fic#ellie williams x female reader#abby anderson x female reader#abby the last of us#ellie the last of us#the last of us#tlou smut#lesbian#wlw#wlw smut
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Totally non-toxic behaviour ~ Ex!Dabi x Male Reader
Reader who's just a smidge toxic towards his ex - but it's like fine! m!reader (no genitalia mentioned) / FDNI Word count: 884
Dabi asking for his hoodies that he'd left with you back, only for you to try every trick in the book to make him think about you~
For one of the jaded man's sweatshirts, you decided to sleep in it for a week and spray your signature perfume on it. The second Dabi grabbed the black top from you, he took it to his nose and immediately gave you a chilling stare; he didn't voice any complaints though, just gave a brief 'thanks' and left. What you don't know is that the scarred man huffed on that thing all the way back to his place, and didn't wash it for literal weeks; he would just smell it whenever he felt that empty feeling in his chest which you used to fill for him.
When Dabi texted you about another hoodie of his, he did mention that "You coulda washed it before giving it back" - guessing that your smell made him miss you a bit too hard... So that time, of course you had the decency to wash the damn thing..... it was just that you'd accidentally spilt some of your body wash in with your fabric softener; so not only did your ex's hoodie smell like your clothes, but also you.
Another time, you decided to try make the cold man jealous by handing him the wrong clothing and saying "oops... not yours?". That one really set him off. In the moment, Dabi laughed it off and went and found the pair of sweats he was actually looking for, but GOD DAMN did this man go crazy on his way home. We're talking talking to himself in the car, extreme road rage for absolutely no real reason, and conducting a deep social media stalk on you to try n find out who's fucking sweats you tried to give him!
Your break-up wasn't exactly civil, but you and Dabi both agreed that you needed to end things or you two would just keep being bad for each other. Don't get it twisted, when it was good, it was incredible - you and Dabi were seemed like the perfect boyfriends, just simply in love. The taller man would always pamper you and was like a puppy around you (with an attitude but he'd listen to you nonetheless). Dabi was happier than ever when he was around you, you filled that hole in his chest, you were the missing piece to him. It's just that Dabi would get insanely possessive over you because you meant so incredibly much towards him - and we're talking not being allowed to go out with friends without him, literally getting into fights with other guys who were close with you and much, much more. And you yourself weren't innocent either! You would flirt with people to get attention from Dabi if he had been more frigid that day, and you were partial to a little guilt tripping if it meant getting what you wanted... But breaking up because of the bad definitely didn't negate the good - so you two are stuck being apart, whilst still being fucking in love with each other!
Dabi still having notifications on for whenever you post a story, because he was so down bad for you that he wanted to always be the first to see you stories (and sometimes approve them....). But his already cold blood runs colder when he sees that you've posted a selfie with some muscular, tatted arm around your shoulders as you lay your head on whoever this guy is. Dabi must've rewatched that single story of your at least fifty times, just staring, internally screaming, trying to figure out whose FUCKING ARM THAT IS. And of course, it's just you trying to make the man jealous (and it working). Good thing your friend from childhood was visiting, cause he made the perfect fake soft-launch!
Light stalking is another one of your tactics when trying to occupy Dabi's thoughts (and succeeding). It's never anything crazy! Just showing up at parties he's at and making sure that he notices you - which is usually done by openly flirting with guys at said party. Sometimes, if you're bold (and drunk) enough, you will just straight up flirt with Dabi's friends - never if he's with them in that moment, but always when he will notice. And it works like a CHARM! It does help that all of Dabi's friends find you hot as fuck, they're willing to risk getting their heads burnt off if it means getting to hit it from the back yk! They always start off with a coy "Dabi wouldn't be very happy to see me talkin' 'ta you" but they never mean it. And holy shit is it a sight from horny heaven to see Dabi walk over to you once he notices you antics; his taller, muscular frame looming over you and whoever your flirting with, his arms folded to show off his muscles even more, his eyes narrow and burning a hole into your own. Whenever you push enough of his buttons, Dabi will almost always fold, and he's not proud of it! The man just can't help it, he knows it's bad but he just loves waking up in your bed the next morning~
#male reader#gay#x male reader#fanfic#mlm#x male reader fluff#male reader fluff#bnha x male reader#bnha x reader#bnha#mha dabi#bnha dabi#dabi#dabi x reader#dabi x male reader#mha x male reader#gay fluff
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strange behaviour from the arcane fandom when a woman that has relations with another woman goes down a darker path and people condemn her whereas if she was a man in love with another man this would be lapppped up as âtoxic yaoiâ. please get a grip
#iâm tired#iâm so tired#people will do anything to erase lesbians from media#not even just when i think about the treatment of mel from a vast majority of jayce / viktor shippers ⌠weird fucking behaviour#if cait was a man and vi remained a woman nobody would bat an eye#if they were both men nobody would bat an eye#her whole arc is reference to how privileged people will fall to facism at the smallest drop of suffering#that the lower classes experience like. what are you not fucking getting#iâm trying to think of examples here but people looooove kylo ren and he takes on a sort of dictatorâs role#though not in a similar fashion#itâs just tiring to read all of the time#nobody can stand nuanced female characters but everyone sits and laps up similarly or WORSE toxic male characters#get a fucking grip#tbd.#also the mel issue is separate itâs just on the brain#because apparently two men cannot have a close bond without wanting to fuck and devour each other :/#but women are always written as besties. ok#iâm#also not saying donât ship jayvik. but you see the issue here right#a canonical lesbian relationship is thrown to be shredded#and jayvik takes favour yet again ??? MEL IS RIGHT THERE TOO âŚ.. not that itâs any betterrrr#but you see. you get my point ???? THE CANON IS THERE. ACKNOWLEDGE ITTTTTTR
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I promised to protect you
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Genre: Angst
Warnings: swearing and mention of physical and psychological abuse, toxic relationship, mentions of bruises and about laying hands on a partner, some of the content may be triggering.
Author note: I would consider this a heavy fic for some. Do not engage if you think it might be triggering.
Images and art from Pinterest if someone knows the original creators let me know so I can tag them properly
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" Well he's not always this bad, he's ok..."
Your weak attempt to defend your shity boyfriend only made Chuuya angrier. Why would you let yourself be in the company of that awful guy, he could never understand. You were bright and nice, powerful and determined and yet you got yourself a... A leech. No, it was worse but he was being generous while describing that abomination of a man... That guy had deemed your light in the past 6 months he's dated you and Chuuya hates himself for allowing you to get with him in the first place.
"Are you even listening to yourself right now?" Chuuya extended towards you a glass of wine.
"Listen Chuuya, I know he's not the man I've dreamed of and doesn't have all the qualities I've wanted my partner to have, but I also have to compromise on some things."
"Not on your dignity."
Your gaze fell on the floor a deep sight leaving your lips. Chuuya ran a hand through his hair, very frustrated. He didn't want to say it like that, but he had enough of seeing you suffer, seeing you renounce your hobbies because that guy deemed them "childish" or seeing you lose your spark when talking about what brought you joy just because your boyfriend found them boring. He knew you were smart, always talked about how you will never lose yourself in a relationship so he didn't really understand why and how you got to this point. Chuuya fell in love with you, but couldn't tell you because of his mafia position and him being away for missions a lot, or work trips how he called them in front of you. Then, when he decided he had to come forward and let you decide if you wanted to give him a chance with all that it would have entailed, he was a month too late. He returned from one long, painful mission and found you in a relationship, one that he despised wholeheartedly, so he chose to remain your trusted friend.
"Listen, I didn't want to say it like that...."
"No, that's not true, you did want to say it exactly like that". Your voice was on the verge of cracking. Something bottled up was about to spill if you weren't careful enough and Chuuya noticed it. The man groaned and took a sip of his wine. Maybe it was time to be honest about it.
" Fine. It's exactly like that. Since you started dating that douchebag you lost yourself. All the things you promised not to compromise on in a relationship happened. You lost your bright personality, you stopped rambling about books, anime and flowers. Hell, you even stopped gardening and that was your therapy. You asked me to stop bringing you flower bulbs from all over the places I go on my work trips and you stopped hanging out with me or your other friends. You stopped wearing your signature perfume and your red lipstick you were so fond of. So I'm sorry, but you're not in a fucking healty relationship! And you're defending that stupid fuck who doesn't do anything with his life and stays at your place, without paying any fucking bill! You left yourself to be a mat for that guy, what is wrong with you!?"
You looked at Chuuya stunned. It seemed that the red head had a lot bottled up as well. For some reason his words stung and made you feel worse. He was right and you fully knew it, but you just couldn't let him know... You could not put him in danger.
Chuuya was deeply unaware of your internal struggles. He only knew what he was seeing and what you were letting him know lately, which wasn't a lot that's for sure. He felt relieved to have finally spoken his mind. At the same time, guilt was eating him alive. This was the first time he raised his voice at you in a serious manner, but he couldn't control it, his anger towards the entire situation had the best on him. You looked frightened to say at least and he could swear that he saw you flinch when he was using his hands to express his thoughts.
Something about your crunched posture, your fidgeting fingers, the way you looked very exhausted made him open his mouth.
"Does he hit you?"
Why didn't it cross his mind sooner? What if you were in an abusive relationship? Your boyfriend's controlling behavior was concerning enough, but if it was worse than he imagined and all this time he blamed you for not keeping your ground? A pit formed in his stomach, he was going to be sick.
"What?? What, no... Is not really like that." You avoided Chuuya's scrutinizing gaze and forced a smile.
He gently reached for your chin and turned your head to face him. His voice was soft, barely a whisper, his gentleness making your heart flutter. Was his calloused hand always this comforting?
"Please, please if anything don't lie to me, especially with things like this. I promised you that I will protect you no matter what, remember?"
"I can't" you shake your head "If I'm telling you everything you're going to act impulsively. He's going to hurt you, he said you'd be the first one to suffer, I'm sorry, I can't..." At this point your cheeks were stained by your tears, your hand cupping his near your face.
Chuuya's heart broke at the sight. It was pitiful, he blamed himself for it. If only he wasn't a coward when it came to feelings. He swore to himself that he'd keep you safe from the mafia world, but that did not mean that in other circumstances he wouldn't be there for you. With his thumb he wiped your tears away.
" I am not going to get hurt, I promise you. There isn't any chance for him to lay hand on me. Don't hide yourself from me anymore, please. You're hurting and it's killing me to see you like this."
Chuuya felt as close to you as ever. Even if you kept your distance from him in the last few months, even if you tried your best to hide the hell you were going to. So you just broke down crying.
Chuuya was quick to pull you towards his chest, wrapping his hand protectively around you. He caressed your back and gave you space to let it all out. He was hurting with you, he hated to see you cry, let alone seeing how broken and hurt you were. He felt like the wall that rose between the two of you had finally collapsed.
" Is ok, is ok, you're going to be okay. I'm here now, you're safe, no one is going to hurt you here, I'll make sure of it. You are safe sweetheart, you're safe." He kept whispering sweet nothings and encouragement words until you got to calm down a bit. He used his gravity manipulation powers to bring closer the tissues and then handed you one.
" You' sure you're ok?" Your nod made him feel at ease, at least for a moment. Then he just grabbed one of your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours, squeezing lightly, silently encouraging you to talk.
" I want you to pinky promise that you won't do anything stupid." Your glossy eyes made Chuuya chuckle.
" You know very well that I can't promise something like that, doll. I'm gn'a promise that I won't get hurt, that I can do."
Your glare only made him raise his shoulder, but that will have to do.
" He... He may or may not have raised his hands at me. I definitely do have some bruises over my body, but they appeared from what he calls accidents. I tripped, or I fell into the chairs from the kitchen but he pushed me..." Chuuya silently listened, his blood boiling in his veins. He was ready to hunt the bastard down and bring him into the Port Mafia's torture chambers.
" ... and I kept all this to myself because he's a member in the mafia and said that he would put you on their killing list if I said anything to anyone so I was scared..."
" WHAT!?" Chuuya couldn't believe what he was hearing, your boyfriend was a what and did what? It was like his worst nightmare came to life but in a very twisted way. That was not plausible, the members in the mafia know very well the consequences of using their status to commit shit like this. Unless it was about some weakling, a newbie who got the hands on a bit of power and now thought nothing would touch him. What the fuck happened?
" I know, I know, it was very dumb of me to stay in the relationship, but I was really scared for you and for my family..."
" No, no, that's not it. Tell me his name and what he told you about being in the Mafia. That motherfucker is about to lose his head."
"Chuuya, you promised that you're not going to do anything stupid!"
"No, doll. I promised that I won't get hurt. But that isn't why I'm saying it. The guy can't use his mafia status however he pleases. There are certain rules even in the Mafia."
You looked at him confused.
" How would you know?"
Chuuya inhaled deeply. It was time to come clean with everything.
" Because I'm an executive in the Mafia and I can guarantee that the motherfucker you're dating isn't going to go about his day and live to tell the tale. I'm sorry, I'm going to explain everything afterwards, I promise. He's at your apartment?"
You were so confused, not really registering what he was saying so you just nodded.
" You stay right here until I come back. Go take a shower, take a bath, go in my office and read a book or you can find some manga collections that I have previously prepared in case you happened to stay here. You can find pajamas for you in the guest room. I'll be back later."
" Where are you going?"
Chuuya smiled and placed a kiss on your forehead.
" I'm going to show that bastard what it actually means to be in the Mafia."
#chuuya x reader#bsd chuuya#chuuya nakahara#bsd x reader#chuuya x you#bungou stray dogs#chuuya bsd#hellawrites#chuuya x y/n#jjk x reader#chuuya angst#chuuya nakahara x you#chuuya nakahara x reader
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On My Own / Rafe Cameron x fem!reader
Part 5
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
Summary: It's the morning after Rafe's threatening behaviour, you're still shaken up, but JJ convinces you to go to the police for the safety of you and your baby. Your relationship with JJ also takes a turn for a huge change.
Warnings: typical toxic Rafe behaviour, swearing, threats, police reporting.
Authors note: Feel free to skip this! Here we are again with my terrible timing and scheduling. For the longest time, I had no ideas for the next part and my scheduling took a turn for the worst. I've been trying my hardest to get into University for the past 3 years and am finally here! There's been a lot going on personally behind the scenes for me too, so things have been difficult tbh đ
But I've finally figured out where I want this next part to go, I also took longer to write this so it was a longer part for the wait đŤĄ
Word count: 2.6k
After a filling and delicious breakfast made by Sarah, you showered and dressed for the day. You knew you would need to speak to the police about Rafe's behaviour last night, but honestly? You didn't want to. You were frightened by the power he held because of his family and wealth. Peterkin was the only one you could trust if you were to report him, you knew she would listen and take you seriously. She wasn't corrupted or took bribes to hide the truth, she always did the right thing if she could.
You had been mulling over the idea all morning as you brushed your wet hair. You wanted to protect your baby from being near Rafe if you could, they deserved better than to deal with an unstable and cruel man like him. Did you regret your baby? Absolutely not. But did you regret ever getting involved with Rafe? Yes, more than anything. You knew what you had to do, you just didn't know if you had the strength to do it. (hehehe).
A knock sounded on your door, pulling you from your heavy thoughts. You were honestly thankful for the distraction. John B poked his head around the door as you called him in with a smile. He entered your bedroom, opting to sit on the bed next to you. He bumped shoulders gently with yours, "Hey you. How are you doing?" He questioned as you peered at him. You bumped his shoulder in return, offering your most convincing smile.
"I'll be fine once Rafe is away from me and my baby." You mumbled as you rubbed your clothed bump affectionately. John B nodded and placed his hand on top of yours, always the big brother you needed. He brought his arms up and around your shoulders, lovingly pulling you into his chest. "We'll make sure he never comes near either of you again, and even so, we are all here to protect you. No matter what." You slapped at his arm playfully, "Stop! You'll make me cry!" You could already feel the hormonal tears building in your eyes. That telltale burn. He laughed loudly, not stopping you from hitting him.
Once he calmed down, he teasingly learnt closer to your ear. "Sooooo, what's happening with you and JJ?" the clear smirk sounded even in his voice, you could feel the motion against your head. You turned to glare at him, not at all serious, "Do me a favour? Just fuck off." You pushed at his chest gently, not budging him but it's the action that counted for your pride. He laughed once again before letting you go to look at you properly.
"Seriously though. What's going on?" He questioned with a gentle smile as you scooted to face him fully. You knew you could trust John B with anything and that it wouldn't leave this bedroom unless necessary. You shrugged, "Not sure. Didn't even think he saw me that way until this morning. Now I'm rethinking everything, but not necessarily in a bad way." You commented thoughtfully. You were honestly surprised that your best friend was in love with you, and for years for that matter.
"I mean, I think you should give it a shot. You know no one would love you as fiercely or loyal as him. And he loves the baby already. Plus, you've been best friends for years, so you know him well." He mentioned, naturally bigging up his best friend like the good bro he is. "Only if you want to though, of course. No pressure, I won't mention this conversation to anyone else. Just think about it yeah?" He pulled you in for a proper hug, a natural bear hug that had you sighing contently.
You nodded against his chest, wrapping your arms around him in return. The feeling of love and warmth pulling the tears out of you. "Ahhh, for god sake!" You yelled laughing, frustrated with your over-emotional hormones. You both laughed, yours coupled with sniffles. He held you till you pulled yourself together, chatting about how best to go about things. Until you were ready to let go and go to the police station.
John B left the room whilst you finished getting ready for the anxious day ahead of you. You were beyond nervous, especially about how Rafe would react. Lord knows he would hear about your visit to the station through nosy dickheads watching you. You could already feel a headache forming. You groaned as you put on your shoes, with great difficulty, and then made your way downstairs to join the gang.
Everyone was here, waiting for you whilst they ate or drank coffee. Not everyone was a morning person, *cough cough JJ and John B*. But everyone was up and here for you. They had all been filled in with the details of what had happened. JJ offered to take you to the station while the group returned to John B's. You were so thankful for them all, but JJ most of all. He'd held your hand, metaphorically and physically throughout this whole process. No matter how tough it's been or how difficult you thought you were to be around, he was always there with encouraging words. Not once frustrated with you.
You and JJ pile into your car to go to the station, while the gang returns to the chateau. JJ drove instead of you and insisted on doing so, whilst you bathed in nerves. Music from the radio played quietly in the background as you stared out the windows. You hadn't realised your leg was bouncing repeatedly against the floor, that your hands in your lap were pulling at your sleeves, or that you were biting the skin on your lips absentmindedly. You only noticed when JJ's hand grabbed your knee, rubbing the area soothingly.
You turned to look at him, your knee now still, "it's going to be okay, sweetheart." JJ reassured, trying to calm your chaotic mind and seeping nerves. You placed your hand on top of his, taking a deep breath in as you laced your fingers with his. You place your unoccupied hand on his arm, cuddling his arm into you. You hum contentedly at the warmth he naturally produces, snuggling closer to him. You caught soft wafts of his cologne wrapping around your senses and it instantly helps calm you.
You sigh, "Thank you." You speak quietly, comforted by his desire to help you feel better. He squeezes your knee, not needing to say anything, he already knew you were grateful. He hums, "What were you thinking about in that beautifully stressed brain of yours anyway?" he wonders with a reassuring smile, his eyes staying on the road ahead. You also look forward, watching the sunny scenery go by. People were going about their normal day-to-day activities, some rushing around or exercising. Everyone else's normal lives... unlike yours, which was chaos because of one single man.
You breathe in and then out through your nose deeply before answering him, "Thinking about... what Rafe will do or how he'll react when he finds out. I don't imagine it'll be long. That prick always seems to hear about everything, even before others do. It's like he has eyes everywhere at all times or something." You huff in frustration, looking out the passenger window, "I can't eat, shit or piss without that asshole knowing... So who knows what he'll do when he finds out I've gone to the station to report his behaviour." You whisper the last part, feeling dejected about what was to come with him.
JJ squeezed your knee again, to try and help calm your raging nerves and worries. He nods, "I know. It's going to be difficult but we need to stop him somehow. He needs to stay away from you and the baby, he's dangerous. Or I'll do something that'll get me into trouble." JJ mumbled the last part, seemingly more to himself than to you. You sigh, the last thing you wanted was JJ getting intro problems or going overly out of his way for you. He does enough for you as is, so you don't want him to do anything more.
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It wasn't before you reached the station and parked outside, opposite the building. You sat in the car for a few minutes before going in, trying to calm yourself long enough to talk to the sheriff. It was beyond frustrating that this was where you were at in your life. That this was what you were dealing with because you stupidly fell in love with the wrong man. You wanted to smack yourself across the head for being an idiot, despite knowing his reputation. You fell for his charm and good looks, like an absolute fool. But now you were here and you couldn't change the past. But you could shape your future.
You look to JJ and nod, letting him know you are good. You both get out, taking your time with JJ's help and walk towards the building. You were going to use every trick in the book to stop Rafe from coming near you or your child again. You would report and record everything that Rafe has done that would class as a risk to your child to keep him away. So help you, you would protect your child with everything you could. With your own life if you need to.
You make your way inside and speak to the man at the reception desk, requesting to speak to Peterkin privately. He points to the chairs behind you in the small waiting area, "Wait here for a bit while I speak with her. She's busy at the moment, so it may take some time." You nod in understanding, "It's urgent, so I can wait. Thank you, sir." You reply as you turn to sit with JJ on the wooden chairs. The chair squeaked in protest from overuse and years of never being replaced.
You and JJ wait as patiently as possible, chatting to keep yourselves entertained and pass the time until Peterkin arrives. JJ held your hand the whole time, sensing your nerves returning tenfold. If your leg repeatedly tapping against the ground or your fiddling free hand had anything to say about it. You were waiting for around fifteen minutes, getting more antsy as each minute passed by. By the time Peterkin called you to go into her office, whilst JJ waited in the waiting area, you were a sweating bucket of nerves.
Peterkin closed the door behind you both as you took a seat opposite her desk, your hands resting on your stomach. "Some water?" She asked with a smile, walking over to her cooler. You nodded, "Yes, please." You were in need of something cold to cool you down and quench the thirst that had formed since waiting. She filled a cup and then offered it to you before sitting at her desk, "Thank you." You said gratefully.
"So, y/n. What kind I do for you? Congratulations are clearly in order." She motioned to your stomach with a kind smile, she was always so nice to you. Still is. "Thank you, not long to go. My pregnancy is actually related to why I'm here." She nodded, giving you the opportunity to speak up.
You gave her the rundown of what Rafe had been doing since the day you confronted him about your pregnancy. It took you half an hour to mention everything you could, trying your hardest not to forget any details. She asked questions where necessary and nodded when listening, all while writing down notes. Peterkin was well aware of Rafe's behaviour, he was a celebrity at the station. Peterkin wouldn't admit it but she did not like Rafe at all. She was completely understanding and comforted you when you teared up about last night.
"Damn, honey... That damn Rafe. I'm sorry for what he's been putting you through, you don't deserve any of that. But legally? I can't do anything. Unless he threatens or hurts you and your baby physically, I can't report anything for you. My hands are tied. Off the record: No matter how much I personally would love to see him punished. That kid is nothing but trouble. But as soon as something else happens, with Rafe, there is no doubt that he will, okay?" She sighs frustratedly, knowing already how deflated and frustrated you must feel.
You nod, hiding all the true feelings that wish to come to the surface underneath. "I understand, if there is anything that I can do, please do let me know. And I'll inform you of anything else that happens. Thank you, sheriff." You get up from your seat and make your way to the door feeling completely hopeless about what you'll do with Rafe next. Peterkin stops you just as you're opening the door, still in the doorway. You see JJ getting up from his seat at the sound of the door opening.
Peterkin hands you a sticky note with her name and number in black pen, "anything you need, just call. Anything. Okay?" She rubs your arm gently after she passes the note to you, a motherly comfort sort of rub. It made you smile, despite all the negative emotions you were feeling. You nodded, "Thank you."
You walk towards JJ, putting the sticky note in your bag for safekeeping. You'd add her contact info to your phone later on. "You good?" JJ questions with concern laced in his tone. You'd been in there for a little while, he'd probably been worried about you. You smile as you look at him, wrapping your arms around his bicep and leaning into his side gently. JJ smiled down at you in return as you answered him.
You explain everything to JJ on the way back to the chateau, all while trying your best not to think all that Rafe had planned since last night. He was beyond angry at you for doing nothing wrong, but in his eyes, you'd double-crossed him. It gave you chills. JJ did his best to assure you that they would all look after you and that he'd kill Rafe if he came near you or the baby, which you appreciated deeply. But you didn't want to get them involved. It wasn't their fault, it wasn't yours either, but you'd made your choice that first time you let Rafe lure you in with a kiss at the back of a house party at Sarah's.
You'd figure something out, you always did. You wouldn't let Rafe win, no matter what. That prick got his own way, way too often. But not this time, no. Rafe was going to stay away from you and your baby. Even if that meant having to flee somewhere he wouldn't find either of you. You turned and looked at JJ as the car stopped, both just taking a moment before you went inside. "Oh, you have something on your cheek." You pointed out, looking intently at his perfectly clean cheek. He started rubbing at his cheek confused, "gone?" he questioned with furrowed brows.
You shook your head, "come here, I'll get it for you." You motioned for him to come closer and as soon as he did, your lips were on his. Just a simple 3-second pec, to test the waters, despite his confession to John B this morning. You pulled away and stared at him with anticipation of his reaction. His eyes were wide in shock and you thought you'd fucked up. You went to move away but JJ grabbed the back of your neck and desperately pulled you in, crashing his lips against yours with a moan.
The more you looked at JJ, the more the talk with John B from this morning played on your mind. You'd been thinking of JJ as something more ever since, trying wouldn't hurt, would it? He wouldn't hurt you the way Rafe did and will. JJ was different and you couldn't lie that you'd never looked at him that way. Trying wouldn't hurt, would it?
Taglist: @bardi4l @fictionconnoisseur @thecraekenslover @brooklynscherry-z
#y/n#outerbanks#rafe cameron#rafe cameron x reader#jj maybank#jj maybank x reader#obx#angst#fluff#pregnant reader
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i love suns and pebbles canon dynamic in my head its kind of weird and fucked up and i wish more people depicted it as that (tag ramble incoming)
#i have a lot of thoughts about suns as a character#since theres not much from them in the story its mostly headcanon though#i think suns is someone who desperately wants to be liked and admired#like maybe theyre one of the youngest in their local group (i think theyre in a separate neighboring group to moons)#and they're not really used to being looked up to in any capacity#so pebbles is the first person who really respects them in that way and because of that they have this weird contradictory relationship#where sometimes suns relishes in that dynamic a little too much and holds the power over pebbles head and gets a little mean#and sometimes because suns still wants pebbles to keep liking and admiring them they can get a little too indulgent of him#hence the gold pearl. i think suns gave it to him bc they wanted him to find some kind of happiness but there was also a selfish element#'if i give this to him he'll like me more' etc#i dont think suns is intentionally cruel i just think they had never had that kind of relationship before and fucked a lot of things up#after spearmaster they start to get better at it esp since spearmaster is kind of a second chance for them. so suns learns to be kinder#on pebbles' end. i like to think pebbles was a lil infatuated with them. esp because he felt like they were the only one who understood him#unreciprocated tho. suns cared about him but more from a mentorly point of view than anything#kind of a weird thing where he looked up to them as an authority figure but also really kind of wanted them to be on the same level#in conclusion: toxic robot yuri can be cool sometimes#text#rain world
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spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner
#vulnerable tag rambles ahead please be kind abt them i didnt intent to ramble this much but i dont wanna delete it eitehr#me to every single man i have ever dated after 6mo-1y: yeah hey this really isnt working out i dont really know why but i really hate mysel#and i dont want to blame you because i dont think you did anything inherently wrong here; i think this is something about me but i need#space to figure out why im feeling this way [every single one reacted by telling me No i wasnt allowed to leave btw]#i hold very complex feelings about these relationships esp bc of them ending in very violent/chaotic ways most of the time#but its interesting to look back at it all and realize ive left every man for the same reason (which is that ive hated myself Every Single#Time ive dated a man) and its funny bc i recognized the self hate pretty early on w/ cishet men but when it came to queer men it was#much more confusing (esp w/ nto knowing Any lesbians at that point in my life). im so happy im a lesbian tbh#i have a lot of issues w/ the racism fatphobia and transmisogyny present in lesbian groups#and also coming out as a lesbian really truly saved my life. before i met my wife i was quite literally in a 3yr abusive relationship that#definitely would have died in if i hadnt realzied i was a lesbian and ran from him#its also weird seeing liek the hard evidence of the things that happened to me btween 2016-2020 tbh#cause that was such a bad time of my life. i truly dont know how i survived it but im so glad i did#like the three major relationships in my life b4 meeting my wife was: guy who was in college when i was in HS who stalked me when i left;#guy who was a year younger than me who cheated on me the entire time while telling me he was being victimized (he wasnt; this was very mess#guy who saw the very messy toxic ldr i was in and helped me dump my ex then decided that meant we were in a relationship [insert 3 yrs here#and admittedly all 3 years with him werent the same level of abusive but it was definitely unhealthy from the start considering I Didnt Kno#we were together until he wanted to celebrate vday and got mad i didnt know our anniversary - and like this isnt including the other stuff#that happened between those Relatonships[tm] (cause ive never been monogamous; these were just the Major Relationships)#like i genuinely think if i hadnt come out i'd be dead rn given just how dangerous my relationships were/continued getting#i am also so tired now that ive seen all this cause like. fuck i can barely believe it and i not only lived it but have PTSD about it#i should write about my life sometime. i feel like it'd be cathartic to try and make a tangible timeline and stories from the years ang stu#anyway yeah. be nice about the tag rambles. dont message me with pity or curiosity or anything about this. i dont usually talk abt this stu#publicly bc i hate the ways ppl start tryign to baby me when they realize my life has been extremely fucked up until only a few years ago#n im still working on accepting kindness from others bc of [insert life traumas here] but its a long process so pls respect my need for jus#being heard rn w/o too much pressure< 3 (but ig if u do read this can u like it cause i feel a little crazy seeing all the evidence of the#stuff i experienced now also cause fuck ik logically it was but also i cant believe it was all real still yk)
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hmmm getting hit by another little "being heartbroken about tp ganondorf" moment :)
#ganondorf#tp#twilight princess#thoughts#he's just........... like...........#and him and fucking ZANT together what a toxic shitshow you guys#extremely repressed psychosis + terminal stage of burnout sure is the combo of all times#both fueled by revenge resentment bitterness and hatred in their own special way <3#I'd eat fanfic that dissect these two being codependant and horrible and untreated open wounds prancing around in hyrule#making it everyone else's problem :)#ganondorf being the most callous god-complexed heartless bitch that will destroy everyone and then himself if you breathe at him wrong#because if he stops to move and reflect on everything he will literally implode probably#and zant really really reaaaaally having it under control and never ever once threatening to fucking lose it terminally <3#holding on to the.... âgodâ he found for his sense of worth and power and stability (mega lol your man is in shambles zant sorry) going lik#âcan we keep the weird angry god from the light world I picked up from the sidewalk midna? no?? okay :D *coups the twilight realm* â#I used to not get this relationship conceptually or why people shipped it. I get it now.#awful awful time for everybody involved 10/10#not even getting into the Mega Divorce because wow#but seriously it's genuinely sad that two men who were *severely* wronged by fate and gods ended up being each other's undoing#because they were too.... toxic and fucked up to be anything but toxic and fucked up about it#queer infighting :(#girls hurting girls :(#SORRY about the novel in the tags I am unbearably like this everytime :((((
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People who age up Jeanne just to be the same age as Ren are cowards
#text#I also don't agree with the headcanon interpretation of Ren treating her like a âkidâ either in the BP era because of their age difference#If anything I like to believe they treated eachother as equals and have mutual respect for one another#I personally find it boring to keep restricting your enjoyment on the ship all because of their 4 year age gap. When they literally have#no power imbalance in their dynamic neither theyre unhealthy. Theyre both mature for their ages if anything#Like yeah its ok to be uncomfortable and grossed out because theyre a adult x teen ship I get it. But still again they have a pretty#mature and healthy relationship by the end of the day as it even shows in their adult years. Idk why ppl have such a hard time#grasping the concept that Ren and Jeanne had a mature healthy relationship during the BP era and still wishes#for jeanne to be aged up or make her the same age as Ren because 4 year age gap is too much apparently#also lets not forget theyve been through hell in their childhoods and had to grow up fast in the toxic environment they were in#. but nah ppl think a 4 year age gap is much worse and it'll make both parties even more traumatized ever then before#than the hell they were put through as kids. Lord#I think their tragic backstories were MUCH worse honestly to the point it gives them life long trauma and endless nightmares#But them dating I literally dont give a fuck as they literally healed each other when they got together romantically#Also note: I still believe people can do whatever they want by the end of the day. Sometimes not all aus are made for everyone and thats ok#Do whatever that makes you feel the most comfortable and see fit-- I just find it a tad bit sad when ppl restrict themselves strictly#when it comes to fictional age gap ships in general when they could break loose and go all out having fun without thinking about#irl morals because this is fiction but thats just me
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looking at pictures of me and my ex bf and iâm getting so sentimental because itâs not like i miss him but i miss how genuinely happy and carefree i looked. every picture i am smiling and happy and i just look so beautiful in a way that iâm just not anymore and it sucks that i apparently have to be in a relationship to feel good enough
#like itâs not that iâm not over him#i just think iâm not like over.. the loss of myself? if that makes sense#and i remember being in that relationship and feeling just genuine joy#and it was the first time i felt happy like that#and then he broke up w me and i think the reason i was SO broken was because of the mental state he put me in#itâs just so scary how ur mood can depend so much on another human#like thatâs kind of toxic? obvs not his fault he didnât do anything wrong#iâm just trying to figure out how to get back to that state but u know⌠without depending on other people#i just miss how i was back then. i look like a completely different person but not in a style or hair or makeup kind of way#i just had like. this look in my eyes. literally always smiling. and laughing. just radiating.#and i was so confident too literally had 0 worries#and now iâm just. a fucking like vegetable and iâm insecure about EVERYTHING regarding me although I know that I shouldnât be#i just wish we were still together because i was so fucking happy#sorry for ranting LMAO
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It's giving the...main character syndrome. like who tf does she think she is??? Y/N???
NO OH MY GOSH ANON. LET ME TELL YOU. LET ME FRIGGIN TELL YOU.
#okay so i need to give her a name. we will call her yn bc she is just so different and quirky and not like other girls#so i haven't liked yn since freshman year (am a junior) because she seemed incredibly pretentious. she has like awards n stuff for this#asian advocation group and tons of other stuff which is GOOD. but she has a tendency to brag and be very cocky about it.#AND YOU KNOW WHAT. IT WASNT JUST ME. MY FRIEND FROM SEMINAR who we will call Pie for certain reasons (her name rhymes with it) AGREED WITH#ME ABOUT YN BEING COCKY! and Pie and Yn are in the same group since they are both Asian and ppl at my school typically hang out w their rac#is that racist? like there's an asian boys group and asian girls group. but it's only asians and white people; but it's weird since a large#portion of my school is hispanic. i dunno WEIRD SIDE TANGENT BUT BASICALLY THEY ARE IN THE SAME GROUPS; RIGHT? so Pie was agreeing that Yn#can be very pretencious; and I'm then like#oh i don't really like her for the cheating stuff she did with Mac (fake name) and how she got#him to basically cheat on his girlfriendâ and Pie says âoh well Mac started it; but Yn lead him on for over a month while he had a gf#and they kept this going until Yn decided to break things off; WHICH MEANS MAC'S NOW EX GIRLFRIEND NEVER KNEW ABOUT ANYTHING W MAC N YN!#also allegedly according to my boyfriend; Yn was doing homework as Mac was yk DOING it to Yn and she just like... LET IT HAPPEN WHILE HE HA#A GIRLFRIEND. HELLO? and when Yn ends it; he's like âomg but yn... i love you...â âno. i'll only hurt you; if you're with me it'll only hur#uh okay 25k words slowburn vibes.... ANYWAYS so she takes screenshots and sends them in a SUPER big groupchat with 20+ people (including Pi#and my boyfriend) and Pie (who was childhood friends with Mac) called her out saying how it was also kind of her fault for being with a guy#who was in a relationship; but she got super defensive about it. and this same thing happened AGAIN 2ish months later with a girl Jas and#her boyfriend Ben; where Yn was friends with both but basically was emotionally cheating with Jas; leading them to break up; and then she#GOT WITH JAS. HELLO???? WHAT??? and they r still together. none of them talk to Ben even though Yn said they were 'all cool and friends'#SUREEEE GIRL SURE. KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT. and Pie called her out on this AGAIN since Pie is friends with Ben and Jas too but Yn got#defensive AGAIN! BC SHE KNOWS ITS A SHITTY THING TO DO! and Pie doesn't really like her because of it and when Pie told me all of that I wa#in shock. because Yn was trying to play the victim in the situation with Mac when she sent the messages to the gc; and tried to do that AGA#N BUT IN THE SITUATION WITH JAS LIKE NO U ARE JUST A CRAPPY PERSON ! and appearently she is SO toxic she was nearly kicked out from a#leadership role at my school's asian pacific islander club or something! like girl WAKE UP! but that's not all; so i didn't know she was#known for going for people who had partners; yet still didn't like her; and last school year (about 4 months ago) my boyfriend got a 'reall#bad haircut' (i thought it was cute; but everyone made fun of him ) and Yn RAN around our campus trying to find him to make fun of him..#like wtf that's so weird and she will post screenshots of their convos on her story and be like 'omg he's bullying me!' when he's being dry#and did that in the gc (this time; i'm in it!) and i crashed out but my bf was apologizing and saying he told her to not post anything but#she didn't listen or something i guess. and sometimes when they are wearing similar outfits she'll post on her story that they are matching#um girl he has a wife and 12 kids. back the FUCK off. and i told him to distance himself from her or set boundries cuz i don't like that n#it makes me uncomfy; so he did which is good! but i still don't like Yn. she is a major pick-me IMO and very two-faced and covers her
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one reason i'm grateful a) to have been getting into treating my meta as An Art Form as much as fanfic/art/etc, and b) that there's an import function for that on AO3, is that i write very little prose these days, and Actually Having Substantial Things to Post helps me get past the stumbling block of 'well there's nothing much worth going to the trouble for anyway, is there' to the 'alright let's address all the other baggage that makes using AO3 so emotionally fraught for you bud' step (staircase.)
#whosebaby talks#for one thing i met my abusive ex through reading his fics on AO3 for years before we *actually* met and started interacting directly#more specifically me and my *other* abusive ex were fans of his during that time; and gushed a lot to each other in private about his fics#and Indirect Interaction with Ficwriter Crush Through Posting Fic to AO3 was one of the things that *got* us both posting on AO3 for a whil#that's not remotely the only reason i have baggage about it but. yeah.#it has taken me like four years to get to the point where i can *mostly* look in the AO3 tags for any given fandom i'm in#without feeling panicky or sick. mostly.#and not having had anything i felt able or up to posting there for so long means right now the bulk of my current stuff on AO3 is either#'hey remember when you were in an abusive/otherwise hideously toxic friendship/relationship while you were posting this'#or 'hey remember when you were involved in a fandom community that was positive + supportive; that's dead now or you wandered away from it'#'or both; and now it's too late to go back'#which itself is just. tied to a lot of trauma from *before* Fandom as It is These Days Being Its Current Flavor of Fucking Mess#and there are a lot of years-old lovely comments on my old fics that i feel deeply guilty for not having responded to before now#which it's probably not too late to and that's the beauty of AO3. but just. it's a lot#as well as the constant voice whispering in my ear that 'okay well you were pretty good at writing Once but you peaked and now you're shit'#there's a Lot. so yes i am hoping that having meta to post will help put a little distance there#while still preserving my old writing and the snapshots of who i used to be#because she deserved that much; regardless of how the person i am now feels about her; and the evidence that she was there.#anyway. this post brought to you by found a bunch of glowing recs for my exes' fics i had completely forgotten in my dusty AO3 bookmarks#it was an unpleasant surprise but after the initial OH EW that they were there all that time it feels good to know that it's gone#personal stuff#abuse cw#the salt files
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reason â ( thirdyear!katsuki x reader ) suggestive â your boyfriend breaks up with you, and katsuki doesnât waste opportunities
The first fact Class 1-A learns about you is that you have a boyfriend.
Well â had. And now youâre third years, and itâs safe to say that you shouldâve broken up long ago.
You had him since middle school, but they never met him. Your dynamic shifted from the perfect picture of high school sweethearts to something more toxic since you got into UA â 1-A, no less. Yuusei didnât pass the UA exams and called you insensitive for asking him to come meet your âfancy hero friendsâ while he was from some low-profile school, and back when you had sympathy for him, it was difficult to be peeved at his blatant jealousy. He had a compelling, teary face.
âThatâs called manipulative,â Sero says.
âHe was really insecure,â you confess. Not that it makes it any better. He was manipulative because he was insecure â but that wasnât all. Heâd been that way long ago. There was a different turning point.
Kirishima gives a gentle, understanding pat on the back. âWe were busy enough as it is. But now weâre about to graduate; of course you started thinking more about your future.â
âAnd you got the perfect ending â a future without him!â Ashido cheers to that. You take a long, long, victorious sip.
Right. After your breakup, you phoned Ashido about it, unaware that she was out with the rest of your friends, but it wasnât like you were on speaker. Ashido gasped and shrieked, and the rest continued in her apartment, bottles of fancy wine that probably came from Bakugou lined up on the table.
Bakugou had been silent the entire time, sitting on the far edge of the couch across yours. You didnât even think heâd come along. Heâd always been coldly indifferent when it came to anything related to Yuusei. He doesnât offer a single word; you expected him to call you stupid for dragging it this long when you entered the room. He just stared, ruby tracing your every step.
âSo? What made you snap?â Kaminari asks, nestling into the cushion beside you, slinging an arm over your shoulder. You feel like a prey as Bakugouâs gaze holds on Kaminariâs arm for a moment too long. âWhat shit did he pull this time?â
Bakugou had been the reason for your breakup, and it almost feels like he knows exactly that.
Yuusei despised him. Bakugou is the physical embodiment of everything Yuusei failed to be, and you were friends with him. It really didnât help that Bakugou has an ego and can back it up; Yuusei didn't have either.
Yuusei was in a heated argument with a classmate, and you got irritated by his voice drowning out even your music at the loudest volume. So you got up, buried your feet in your outside shoes, and glanced back.
âHey, Iâm going out.â
Yuusei was already having an awful day, and came the bottled-up aggression that made him spit in seething venom: âWhat, donât tell me youâre going out to fuck Bakugou behind my back again?â
You paused from where you had been tugging your jacket sleeves up your arms. And then, unadulterated fury. The rest is history.
But thatâs embarrassing to admit to your friends. Theyâd ask why Yuusei would even bring Bakugou up â why he is even a recurring argument in your relationship. It wasnât just Yuusei that was the problem. Somewhere buried deep that Yuusei could feel was your shame, the one that knew Yuusei wasnât just threatened by Bakugou because of one thing.
âHe was having a bad day,â you say instead, and the mendacious excuse slips so easily. Back then, you thought it was because you needed to defend Yuusei; now, it was because you feared them also knowing the truth. âAnd I realized I just couldnât â uh, anymore.â
âYeah,â Sero, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Ashido agree together.
Bakugou finally shifts from where heâd been unmoving, ducking down to fill his glass. ââleast you learned your fucking lesson.â His gaze flicks up; the intensity makes you feel so shameful. It coils in your gut. âForget the losers who canât handle themselves. Go for the best.â
Coming from him. Is he flirting? This has to be flirting, right? Every word he says feels so charged, blatant with intent.
âWhoa, fresh on the market and youâre already saying that? Give it a few months, at least,â Kaminari laughs, followed by some, but you and Bakugou arenât laughing. Youâre stuck in this weird staring competition â looking away feels like admitting defeat. Feels like youâd straight up confess that yes, itâs you! Youâre the fucking reason why!
âYeah,â you mutter, though youâre not sure if itâs in response to Kaminari or Bakugouâs. You drag on another sip but feel as sober as a judge. You feel like youâd need ten more before you could even deal with whatever shit Bakugou is pulling.
âCheer up, baby,â Mina coos. âYou know youâre a catch. Yuusei will know exactly what he lost.â
âI donât care about him anymore,â you say, which is the complete truth. âIâm getting shitfaced because I feel like Iâm about to make a very bad decision.â
âUm?â Kirishima voices worriedly. âDo we need to take you somewhere?â
Bakugou stands abruptly, jingling his car keys in between his fingers. âCome on.â
âAre you drunk?â he asks before you can even pretend to open your front door.
âI only smell like it, but I really am too clear-headed for this,â you swear.
The moment he pins you to the wall and buries his mouth into yours, you know you are gone. This is what Yuusei had been fearing, what youâd been hiding â and fuck, it feels so good. He kisses like heâs starving like heâs been holding back for as long as you are. The shame comes spilling out soon after.
âI just got broken up with,â you say in a futile attempt to ease your guilt. âHey â Katsuki, do you evenââ
âI know what Iâm doinâ,â he says, mouthing over where your jaw and neck meet. "I know you want me."
âGod, this is so fucked up,â you say, trailing off in a whine that really says a lot about you. âIâm an asshole. Youâre really good at kissing â Katsukiââ
âTry three years of patience and tell me again whatâs more fucked up,â Katsuki rasps, breath searing a mark on your skin, inciting a shudder that came down from your toes to your dizzy head.
âYou were waiting for Yuusei and me to break up?â
âI get what I want.â Katsuki pauses, his eyes flicking up, arresting yours for a breath. âAnd he was a dick. Was bettinâ since year one.â
You curl a strand of his untamed hair, unwittingly charmed. âSorry for making you wait.â
He responds by capturing your lips in a kiss, prying your mouth open with his, licking in, biting, pulling, grinding, and â
Katsuki softens his hold on your hips, pushing off. âHey.â
You pant. Wow, you think, lightheaded, you donât think youâd ever been kissed that well. âHey,â you exhale over his mouth.
Katsuki bears his forehead heavily down on yours. âThis isnât some one-night stand rebound bullshit, you hear me? I didnât wait three years just to get my dick wet â weâre doinâ this shit, got that?â
âI know,â you say, smiling. âYouâre the best of all of them, right?â
#Ἅᥠdekuneho#&katsuki#bnha x reader#mha x reader#bakugou katsuki x reader#bakugou x reader#bakugo katsuki x reader#katsuki bakugo x reader#bnha
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matters of the heart â Nanami K.
summary: finding out your ex-boyfriend wrote a novel detailing your relationship isnât how you expected this week to go and to make matters worse everyone on the internet now thinks your âcharacterâ is a total bitch. you decide to pay your ex a visit, but can you do that without succumbing to your natural urges? well, no!
tags: 18+(MDNI/blank blogs) slight porn with plot, oral (f! receiving), brief nipple sucking, daddy kink, creampie, i guess nanami is a bit toxic in this lol, nanami might also be a bit ooc in here
to the moaners: has this been sitting in the draft for about 3-4 months? yes! but happy birthday month, kento đ. artwork by @/_3aem (twt); @ryomens-vixen (this was the fic I mentioned a while back) word count: 5.6k (yuck), I don't really like this
Iâm going to kill him, that was the only thing on your mind once you closed out of the novel. Normally, your weekends were spent relaxing with a fruity bubble-gum colored cocktail but today was different. Shoko called your phone at exactly 9:26 am claiming it was time she divulged some news to you. At exactly 9: 28am, she sent you an online copy of a book titled, âMatters of the Heartâ and told you it was nothing but a two or three hour read and then to call once you finished.Â
The book had a slow start and it seemed pretty average, just any old love story. Lately, anything was getting published and it seemed that was the case here â wait, you paused your reading and sat up straight. No. Just no. Something just clicked for you which led you to completely start over from page one.Â
The moment you finished, at exactly 1:01 pm, you grabbed a salmon colored low cut shirt and light washed jeans, slipped on your white shoes and hurried to get into your car. You didnât need to call her phone because you were going to talk to her face to face; this situation warranted a real conversation. It was nothing but a 17 minute drive to Shokoâs house, so when you arrived at exactly 1:18 pm, her door was already open. âTheyâre bashing me, Shoko. Fucking bashing! How could he do this to me?â Were the first words that flew out of your mouth, holding your phone close to her face so that she could see the reviews.Â
âWell, itâs not like anyone would know itâs you.â She yawned, handing you a cup of water â probably because of how crazy you looked â before she ushered you to a seat on the couch. A golden brown blanket was lazily thrown on the seat, which she hurried to move. You sat down and faced her with a look of what Shoko could only describe as pure sadness. She had seen you like this many times before, all because of one person.Â
âYou did.â You sniffled with an eye roll, you couldnât help but feel uncertain. Reading this book only brought back more uncomfortable feelings towards the breakup and him. You thought that you were over him and the memories that the book produced made you question everything. One question remained which is: Why?
She giggled drily. âHey, I read all his works. Pseudonym or not. He canât hide from me. Plus, I know you both and everything that went on. I was there too, remember?â She mumbled the last part. âMaybe this was his way of coping?â
âItâs been years⌠and I heard heâs announced a sequel. Shoko, a SEQUEL! Itâll be released later this year.â You spoke in a shaking watery voice while she rubbed your back in an attempt of comfort. Your mind could only think of what the reactions would be to your character in the sequel⌠insecurities that you never knew were there flooded your mind.
âThere was enough material for a sequel? I thought he covered everythingâŚâ Shoko rubbed her chin and looked deep in thought. You just stared at her, she couldnât be serious. âSorry, ignore me.â She shook her head ignoring your stare.
âDo I even confront him over this? A-and how would that make me look, like I still check on him right? Iâll look crazy and bitter⌠which apparently I am. Oh and Iâm bitchy and a âtotal cuntâ as theyâre putting online.â He didnât know just how much you changed, he missed your growth. Rubbing your eyes, you ask:âWhy did you tell me about this? What made you take so long⌠I just donât understand.â
âWell, at first⌠I didnât think youâd care.â Moving a strand of her nut-brown hair out of her face, she continued. âThen about a month ago, I decided it was right to tell you, just in case someone else pieced it together.â
âGojo read it then, huh?â You mentally cringed at the thought. It was the only person you could think of whoâd be so crude about it. He knew how damaging the breakup was for you but not as bad as Shoko knows. Now, youâre just grateful that she told you before he did.
âYep, so I figured that I had to tell you before he did.â She clicked her tongue. âBut letâs just calm down before you make any rash decisions on how to handle this.âÂ
âHe wrote a fucking duality series about me, our relationship, our sex life and you want me to calm down? Are you listening to yourself? This is a serious matter. I am being called a bitch, a slut and more on Goodreads and multiple websites, reviews, etc. and he didnât even have the audacity to give me a heads up. You had to call me.â You let out an unladylike snort.âWhy couldnât he stick to his mystery novels? Wasnât he doing good at those?â
âWriter's block.â Shoko said in a singsong-like voice. âHe hadnât written a mystery book since you two broke up and then⌠he alerted his supporters he wanted to switch things up and then⌠that was that. Ladies loved it, a big hit. By the way, if you two were really fucking like that I need to seââ
âShoko, now is not the time!â Your face felt hot all over, your mind racing. âI just canât believe this.â You wrapped your arms around your body and squeezed, giving yourself one big squeeze. It was hard not to cry but you could feel it all in your throat.Â
âIâm sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I donât think his intentions were to make you feel bad.â She hugged you to her chest, pressing a small kiss to the crown of your head. âI think he still loves you. I mean, isnât this book proof? After all these years, he wrote about you.âÂ
âIâm sure he moved on by now.â You whispered, your eyes growing tired already and the day had barely started. âI just need to lay down. I need to rest.â Your mind seemed to finally grow calm and your breathing steady, a small hiccup now in your throat but with a gulp of water, you were better.
âJust stay here. I donât trust you to be alone right now.â Shokoâs voice drowned out as sleep overtook you, you could only feel her warmth as she held you and honestly it was all you needed at this moment, Shoko always made you feel safe and you couldnât thank her more than enough for that right now as you slept.
You were a light sleeper, it was always something that Nanami pointed out about you. He always said how he felt like he couldnât leave the room while you slept even if it was to use the bathroom afraid to wake you. He knew how important sleep was to you and heâd risk having a bladder infection if you got all 8 hours that you required. Nanami was sweet and caring like that.Â
You didnât think youâd break up with him ever. He was the one for you and he always made that clear. He pampered you and even after the breakup â though you didnât need it â he left you with a check for five thousand dollars, saying it was for his half of the lease for the next few months.Â
The breakup was brutal for you. You almost quit working entirely. Shoko was the only person youâd confined into and the only friend you left to check in on you especially when you didnât want to leave the house. She brought you groceries and helped you shower until you finally were able to get up again.
Though it was hard to believe, it was Nanami who broke up with you. You thought it was a joke, a cliche little joke.Â
âBaby, Iâm not joking.â His voice was quiet and husky, he spoke as if he was going to cry. âI just need some time to myself. I need to figure out if this is what I want. You donât have to wait for me, you just keep on living your life and being happy. But⌠I think itâs time we let this go.âÂ
You didnât cry in front of him. You didnât cry when he packed his things up. You certainly didnât cry when he shut the door, leaving his key on the table because you knew he was joking. He had to be. But when you called him and his number was disconnected and you were blocked on any form of social media⌠that was when you broke down and cried.Â
It happened out of nowhere. You overanalyzed every aspect of your relationship for where you went wrong. You wrote down every conversation you could remember and dissected it word by word. You watched every video and picture you had of the two of you looking for a bit of regret or anything on his face. You read every text message, looking for malice. He said he needed time to figure out if he wanted this but he always made it clear that he did and even that he was looking forward to having kids together, you two had even gone ring shopping months ago.Â
You didnât sleep and when you did, it was only for 4 hours and sometimes barely that. Your heart had an ache in it and the tears wouldnât stop. You could only think why wasnât I enough?
When you opened your eyes Shoko was still holding you and a small smile grew on your lips. âThank you Shoko.â You knew if you could count on anyone, it was always going to be her. She was the one who pieced you back together and made sure that life didnât destroy you and you couldnât help but to be grateful.Â
âOf course. âM going to let you spend the night here, okay? Letâs get some takeout and watch your favorite movies, howâs that sound?â She knew the way to your aching heart like the back of her hand.Â
âIt sounds amazing!â You stretched your arms out wide, leaning off of her and sitting up. âShould we start with Uptown Girls or Legally Blonde?âÂ
It took two days before you confronted him. Shoko was adamant about not giving you his address and you were tempted to get it from her phone. But luckily, you wore her down, she was probably tired of you bringing him or his book in every conversation. So now you stood there, nerves washing over you in waves.
The mahogany colored door stared at you â mocked you â and you returned the glare before you knocked on it, hard. This was just a door and you were angry at the person behind said door, not the door itself.Â
It was almost like he was waiting on you because the door unlocked and opened. He even stepped aside to let you in, quiet. His straw-colored hair was parted differently and he even looked taller or broader â you couldnât completely tell â but he looked different⌠seemed different. The atmosphere around him made your stomach clench and it made you mad; why did it feel like only you suffered from the breakup? Here he was â strong and tall â and you were nothing or rather the same.
âYou wrote a romance erotica novel about our relationship?â It was what you practiced saying before you got out of your car â making sure your voice didnât tremble â this time, it didnât.Â
âWell, hello to you too. Even after three and a half years, you still like to get straight to the point.â He grinned, putting a hand on your back to guide you to a seat on his couch. âI must ask, what makes you think itâs about you?â He does a slight laugh and raises his brow.
âWe have the same initials, almost the same name. Are you kidding me?â You retort, folding your arms across your chest. You tried to ignore the fuzzy feeling in your chest that occurred when you heard his voice after so long, hearing him and seeing that damned smile⌠your nose scrunched up.
âSorry, I just didnât know you kept up with me⌠with my booksâŚâ He muttered, glancing your way, a demure look in his amber eyes. âShould I be flattered?â Almost in an instant, he turned on a slight cockiness to himself, though his body language showed his nervousness â his thigh bouncing a bit and his fingers tapping on the couch handle. A light sense of relief filled your system knowing that you werenât the only one being affected by this.
âI donât.â You inhaled deeply. âShoko told me about it and then, I checked it out.â Fiddling with your fingers and even picking at your nails, that was your tell all sign of nervousness and right now you were engaging in it more than ever before.Â
âI wanted to tell you or rather, to ask you. I know you got the voicemails I sent last yearâŚand then you kept dodging my calls.â He tells you, you could feel his eyes on you â or more so your fingers⌠the nasty habit that he had finally got you to stop all those years ago rushing right back in an instant.
âWriting a book to trash me and our relationship⌠to make you look like some sort of⌠ugh, like youâre so amazing and Iâm just shit. Yeah, that certainly got my attention.â If you were coming off bitchy or rude right there, you couldnât care less especially when there were worse things that you couldâve said or even couldâve done at this moment. You really wanted to slap him.Â
âIs that all you got out of it?â He asks with his head low, almost as if he was admitting defeat or as if he couldnât believe you came up with something so trivial.Â
âWas there anything else to get?â You counter, shifting your body towards him. Maybe it was best that you sat down and actually listened to the author and his interpretations of his work.
âHow about that I love you regardless of any flaws⌠how about I find your stubbornness and attitude sexy and how I knew this breakup would be good for you. I was holding you back. I mean, I heard you got promoted 3 times since we broke up⌠I just felt like I was changing you, hindering your growth. I needed to reflect on myself and this book helped that.â He tapped his fingers against his thigh, yet another sign of his anxiousness. âBelieve it or not, I still care about you. No matter what happened between us.â
âWhat happened? You mean when you decided to just leave? You could've told me everything you just told me and I wouldâve understood better. We couldâve talked and came to a compromise. You donât understand what you put me through after it.â You were close to tears but you straighten your posture and sniffled, it was best not to think about what happened before. âI just needed a bit of closure too, I guess thatâs why I came. I just was caught off guard. You couldâve knocked on my door or something, forced me to answer⌠forced me to talk.â
He met your eye for the first time since you came over. âYou wouldnât have listened,â He huffs. âDidnât I mention how stubborn you are? Plus, I meant what I said. I needed time to myself and I think we both did.â
âI guessâŚBut Nanami, this book was too much. A letter wouldâve been fine if you needed closure, donât you think?â You see his lips quirk up a bit before he licks them, trying not to laugh it seems.
âMy publisher got a hold of some of the documents where I was just going over things, writing here and there. She loved the idea⌠plus Iâm in a contract for six books so I had to put something out soon, it had already been a year.â He told you, sitting his chin on top of his knuckles. âI honestly didn't mean to hurt you. I was writing for fun⌠reminiscing about us and then later down the line, I realized I was writing because I wanted you to read it, I just didnât exactly know how to get you to since you were very adamant on avoiding me, which is understandable. But regardless, I didnât think itâd get on the bestseller list or for the reviews to get so harsh.â He admits, reaching for your hand before his hand froze in midair and he stopped himself, choosing instead to put it behind his head.
âIs there anyway you can stop the sequel from being published then⌠since you got my attention after all this time?â You asked, putting your most dazzling smile on, hoping to sway him.Â
âI can talk to my publisher. Everythingâs in print and materials are already done⌠but Iâll try to see if I can stop production.â His adamâs apple bobbles when he does a harsh swallow. âAre we⌠okay? Do you forgive me?â
The question made you pause. He always made it hard for you to not forgive him; it took one look or a smile and a small explanation and it made it easy to fall in love with him all over again, no matter what he did⌠it seems. But it made you ask yourself: Were you too easy? Did you really forgive him? It was thoughts like that swirling around the corners of your mind. You wanted to forgive him, he was just writing and telling a story⌠but it was your story, not just his. Using this for your attention when he couldâve written about anything else, he didnât have to. Were you just ready to forgive him because you still loved him?Â
You hadnât realized how deep in thought you were until you felt the couch dip and even then, your mind was still spirling.âYou donât have toâŚâ His voice brings you out of your thoughts, his body so close to yours that it was getting hard to breathe. He still smelled the same; citrus and woodsy and it was easy to get yourself sucked back in.Â
âSo you can write another book about my stubbornness?â You give a quiet giggle, scooting a bit away from him, seeing him frown from the corner of your eyes. You didnât want to fall back but he made it all so simple. It was easy and you were already falling back on him and you didnât need that⌠Did you?
âBabyâŚâ Your body buzzed and hummed, turning to him with wide eyes. âIâll do anything I can to make this right. Anything for you to forgive me⌠If they canât stop publication, what can I do to make us right?â He was doing more than a gaze, he was full on staring and from how close he was it was hard to avoid.Â
âNanami Iââ You stopped yourself. You couldnât really think of anything he could do but you could think of several unhealthy things you could do to ruin your progress on going over him. He had betrayed you and made you a laughing stock so why are you stuck thinking about forgiveness when you should be leaving.
âI never stopped loving you.â His fingers traced up and down your pants but his eyes stayed on yours. âI never thought about anyone but you⌠I never slept with anyone⌠itâs always been you. But, I understand what I put you through and Iâll apologize every second until you forgive meâŚâ The blond man who you never saw shed a tear looked more than close to it. âBut just please⌠forgive me.â
âIâm sorry, honest.â He tries again after being met with absolute silence. âJust⌠let me show you, okay?â His breath tickles your face for a second and when you look into his cocoa brown eyes, you feel everything you once felt again.
Memories of good times dulls out the odd feelings in the pit of your stomach â the confusion and pain â instead are replaced with joy. The trip to Malaysia where he rubbed sunscreen on your entire body and laid back to read a book and you watched as his eyes kept drifting to you while you played in the cerulean water; how you kept begging him to come in until he complied and how eventually in the early hours of the morning when you wanted another dip, he fucked you twice â once in the golden lush sand and another in the cool ocean water.Â
His face is in your thighs and you couldnât help but feel better, feeling his breath fanning so close to your pants covered pussy, your body felt scorching hot. Heâs grumbling, âWill you let me make it up to you? Will you let me show you how sorry I am?âÂ
You mustâve nodded because he was already unbuttoning your pants and helping you lay back, pulling your shirt up just a bit to see your perky tits â he mustâve remembered how you never wore bras unless you felt it was necessary, which was mainly work or any important events.Â
He blew a bit on your hardening nipples before he took one into his mouth â playing biting them with a smug look on his face before he began licking around your areolas and kissing around the swells of your breast. He doesnât say anything but he looks deep in thought as he kisses down your body, his fingers scraping down your sides as he works your pants and your panties all the way down. Bringing his head up for a minute, he looks in your face. âI love you.â He says it simply, heavy emotions swirling in his brown eyes.
Removing your pants and underwear completely from your body, he spreads your thighs and looks over your body â a trimmed low pretty bush sits between your thighs and it makes him smile, he always loved seeing the curled hair on your delicate lower lips. He spreads your pussy, watching the skin stretch with a deep smile on his face. You could feel yourself ⌠the wetness leaking down under your body and it made you cringe, but the way he was staring at you made the insecurities vanish. âAll this for me?â He takes a tentative lick before he slurps, clutching your hips. âI know you like to run⌠but I need you to stay put, got it?â It was hard for you to listen to him, your head already fuzzy and the thoughts swirling around were only about him, nothing more.Â
Then your body bucks up, âWaitâ!â A broken moan escapes your mouth when he presses a soft wet kiss to your clit. Nanami had always been gentle and very careful whenever he ate you out; making sure his tongue was wet enough and that he wasnât too rough. His tongue was wide enough to make your back arch, your body leaving the couch when it finally hit your clit and he gave you no time to recover before he peeled back the hood, sitting the tip of his tongue there and rapidly flicked at the bud.Â
Hearing the lewd squelching noises coming from the mixture of your cunt and his mouth made you close your eyes, squeezing them shut tightly. He spits before he licks it up and down your aching slit, nudging his tongue inside only slightly, much to your dismay. Youâre gasping every second when more of his tongue slips in and out of your pussy; sliding a bit more each time and it makes your thighs shake. When he finally slips his entire tongue inside of you, curling it just enough that you can feel it everywhere, your legs attempt to close up around his head. âPleaseâ âm so⌠sooâohâŚâ His fingers join in on the fun and in small sloppy circles he rubs your clit, pressing down on the pearl while his tongue continues flicking inside of you. The split second that you open your eyes, his are already on yours and it was that moment, that made your body tense up and for you to cum.Â
It happens fast, clear sticky wetness leaks out of you and Nanami still tries to get more of it on his tongue, catching anything that drips and sucking on your folds. âAlways so fucking goodâŚâ He mutters, spreading you again and smearing more of your slick on his face by shaking his head between your thighs, so that heâs completely covered in you.Â
When he moves his head, embarrassment comes over you, looking at his wet face⌠even his forehead was wet and you couldnât bring yourself to meet his eyes. âNothing to be embarrassed about, baby but⌠Iâll be right back, stay wet for me.â
Your heart hammers against your chest, lying there on this now wet couch. You didnât come over here for this and yet here you are⌠about to get fucked and really, it was no turning back now. Youâd been on dates with men after Nanami but they never lasted past the second date and you certainly hadnât had sex in a while, but he made you come apart like it was nothing. Â
But then again, Nanami knew your body⌠so of course this was a walk in the park for him. It honestly annoyed you right now, you couldnât even make yourself cum half the time especially these last few years and now, barely an hour here and he has you right where he wanted you⌠bare and practically back in love with him.
Nanami came back with a fresh face and unbuttoned pants that he was currently pulling down. You clenched around nothing, your mind thinking only of the perfect dick that was going to be coming out of those pants. You licked your lips, this would be the first dick you saw in years and it was his.Â
His drooling cock slapped his stomach and you swallowed, your mouth felt unreasonably dry. The length of his cock always impressed you, standing tall at seven and a half inches, he shakes with laughter which snaps you out of your daze. âNow let me look at you.â His whispers and even though he already saw you, both years ago and right now, you canât help but feel hot all over again. Heâs staring â drawing his eyes down every inch of your body â focusing on your breast before getting to the stare of the show yet again. He smirks, laying you back down, pressing his body against yours to kiss you.Â
Your breath was caught in your throat, his tongue still tasted of you and his hands cups your jaw. Heâs gentle, his tongue moving around your mouth messily before he stops, saliva breaking apart when he does so. His fingers make a ghostly featherlight touch on your clit that makes you jump, the head of his cock at your entrance. He holds out his hand, close to your mouth. âSpit.â Gathering up some, you spit in the palm of his hand and stroke it along his length, huffing at the sensation.Â
He pushes in, taking his time to work himself inside of you, a strained expression on his face. Hips pulled back, he focuses more on just the tip of himself fucking you, watching your pussy stretch with just the tiniest bit of resistance. Inching himself inside, you watch his torso flex and he groans, obscene noises plop and plap around the apartment, his heavy cock pushing in and out of you, your toes curling.Â
âPussy still mines, right? Didnât give it away, did you?â Youâre struggling to talk - to fucking breathe - your eyes rolling back and your jaw slacked but you babble out a soft ânoâ which makes him finally thrust in you harder, completely bottoming out. You feel him in your belly, feeling full and embarrassingly wide with him stretching you out, his balls sitting on the crest of your ass before he moves.Â
He moves you a bit, your bodies flush to each other and he moves his hips in harsh circles, his pelvis so close to your clit. His hands on your calves, he pushes your legs so that they rest on his shoulders, your knees touching your ears makes you tighten up and he groans above you.
âNanami I-â You call out, eyes closed with pleasure shaking through your core, wetness slapping between the both of you.Â
âNanami? No, call me what you used to call me.â His hips slowed down, a whine escaping your lips. His cock dragging inside of your walls, pulling out slowly, awaiting your response.Â
âPleaseâŚdonât slow down, Kenââ before the word even left your lips, his hand slapped your cunt, leaving your legs shaking a bit and your eyes snapping open. Drops of tears run down your cheeks and you sniffle, reaching for him⌠you couldnât help but feel so small in his presence.
âSay it.â Then, you knew what he meant. A name that now feels foreign in your brain and even when it leaves your mouth, it comes out in a strange rattled whimper.
âOh, oh⌠daddy, âm sorry. Please, keep fucking me. Itâs so goooood!â Heâs grinning before the words leave your mouth.
âStill my good girl huh? Always so fucking good for daddy.â He licks up your neck and it makes you tremble, your tongue lolling out a bit and he moves to suckle on it. âDid you skip over all those sex scenes or did you rub this pussy out to them?â He asks, his fingers digging in the back of your thighs.Â
You choked out, sobbing, âI did, daddy⌠But I-I donât want to remember everything.âÂ
âYou donât remember all the words I used to describe this cunt? This pretty pussy? That changed his life⌠my life? That made him always crawl back? That made him so fucking hard? The pretty words I used to describe you? To describe how pretty she always looked when he fucked her? How his heart felt like it was going to explode when she looked at him too long because he loved her so damn much?â Heâs groaning in your ear, thrusting into you, his depth reaching your g-spot, your pussy spasming and begging for his cum at every word he uttered.Â
Pumping himself inside, you could see the white creaminess that was on his cock, most likely because of you, he was constantly fucking the cream inside of you, your nails digged into his arms and he moaned at the feeling. Your stomach tightens and you move to push him away, âIâm going to câcum!â You felt him throbbing inside of you, signaling that he was close too. âPlease, cum inside of me⌠I canât take it.â You couldnât stand it any longer, itâs been years and you needed him to fill you up. He stopped for a moment, changing positions so that youâll be sitting on his lap, grabbing your hips and forcibly bouncing you on his dick, dangerously slow.Â
Wetness gushes on him as his tip hits you from a new angle, seeing the outline of him in your tummy, heâs stretching you again with each nasty thrust. Each drag of his cock making you go crazy and the aching between your legs continue, your body shaking and both of you moaning loudly and over each other.Â
Finally, your orgasm rattled and shook your entire body, your pussy sucking him in, milking him for all heâs worth and it makes his body shake and he releases inside of you, trying to stay quiet as his body jerks up, unable to stop himself from fucking you through both of your orgasms.
Itâs quiet for a while, just heavy breathing with you laying on his chest. âI love you tooâŚâ Your voice is scratchy and your face tear stained. He doesnât say anything, his cock still pulsing inside of you.
âI know. I love you too, never stopped.âÂ
âDid you at least read the acknowledgements or did you just dive right in?â
âI never read the acknowledgements for books, thought you wouldâve remembered that.â You watch him get up, walking around the living room, looking for something. You were both still naked and the entire room smelled of sex.Â
âI did remember that and when you barged in my door, I already knew that you still hadnât changed when it came to that. Here, read this part right here.â He brings you over a copy and you run your fingers around the softback cover with a small smile on your face; this silly thing had brought you both back together and right now you could give less than a fuck about those reviews.Â
Feeling the spine of the book, you open it and can practically smell the scent of an unopened new book. Turning the first few pages, you go to the one page acknowledgment and read it aloud: âShe might not read this book. But if she does, by chance. I hope she knows that I still love her.â You wiped your eyes and smiled. âYouâre an asshole, you know?â
He lets out a hearty laugh, âI know baby.â Kissing the top of your head, he gets up and grabs his phone from the kitchen counter and you follow him. âI think I have enough material to write a third book now.â He grabs his phone and starts typing, his eyebrows furrowed as if he was deep in thought. Attempting to grab his phone he chuckles and uses his height to his advantage by standing taller.
Standing on the tips of your toes you snort, âDonât even joke about that!â But a smile takes over your face and he canât help but smile too.Â
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TW: angst, toxic traits, somewhat bullying, breakup
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Youâre his first girlfriend. Heâd never bothered with anything serious beforeâit seemed too messy to trifle with. He doesnât know why he suddenly decided. Suppose heâd been feeling a little bored, and something within him saw you as a fool-proof opportunity.
It wasnât because you were anything special. Actually, it was more the opposite. You didnât seem like too big of a risk. You were just a normal, honest, nice personâa bit of a loser, too, if he was being honest. He could do a lot better and pick someone of the same caliber as him, someone with a cooler style and presence, but then heâd only get caught up in the competition.
You were more to his appetiteâa dorky, blushy lilâ nerd who giggled nervously at everything he said. In other words, no competition at all. Youâd never dare break his heart because you frankly couldnât afford it. And he found solace in that imbalanceâknowing he held all the cards and that you could only be grateful heâd chosen you.
At least, that had been what heâd thought. But then, here you are, holding his hands from across the table in a cute little sundae cafĂŠ, telling him how this just canât work anymore.
Heâs confused for a whole minute before it sinks in.
Youâre breaking up with him.
Heâs confused afterward, too.
Youâre breaking up with him?
That canât be right. You must be joking. He almost laughs, almost cackles, but ends up staying completely silent. Something about that pitiful look in your eye makes his throat tight, and he almost thinks heâs going to cry instead.Â
Youâre breaking up with him. You, with him. His foot starts to tap. Have you hit your head or something? Youâre dressed in a hoodie, for crying out loud, with not an ounce of make-up onâeffortless, as if his perception of you wasnât any of your concern while youâre fucking breaking up with him.
No way. Thereâs just no way. You must be confused about something, is all. Thereâs absolutely no way youâre doing this.
âWhat are you talking about?â It comes angry. Louder than heâd intended, enough to make you jolt in your seat. A couple of heads even turn your way. You wait for them to turn back before answering.
âI just think weâre a bit too different. And⌠I donât knowâŚâ You were trying to find ways of telling him you werenât in love with him but ended up deciding it was unnecessaryâit wasnât exactly something he needed to hear even though you had a lot you could say.
Youâre rude and arrogant and treat me like some rescue pet youâve nurtured back to health. You act like youâre embarrassed to be with me even though youâre the one without any friends. Youâre selfish and spoiled andâ
âIf you donât know, then thereâs nothing to talk about. Quit being silly.â He has a furrow between his brows as he picks up the pink menu between the two of you, scanning the different types of milkshakes you could share and forget all about it. After all, you werenât breaking up with himâthat would just be absurd. âLetâs get strawberry.â
âNoââ
âGuess we could get mango if you want that insteadââ
âIâm not sharing drinks with youââ
âWhat? You tryna lose weight or something? Not like anyone but me is gonna see you when all you wear are those baggy hoodies all the time. Speaking of which, you should wear mine instead, theyâd suit you betterââ
âListen.â You stop his rambling. âIâm not sharing drinks, and Iâm not wearing your clothes. Iâm not being silly, either. Iâm being serious. Itâs overââ
âNo, itâs not.â His fist bangs against the tableâthe look in his eye on edge and twitchy. âI asked you why, and you had no good reasonâso itâs not, not until you convince me.â
You had wanted to avoid it, but it seems he wouldnât allow you the grace to spare him. That being said, you hadnât meant to be so brutally honestâŚ
âYouâre a narcissist. You donât treat me like a girlfriend. Iâm more like a charity case or some type of experiment to you. Half the time, it feels as though youâre just playing a game with everyone in your life like pawns for you to shuffle around the board as you see fit.â Youâre the one with the furrowed brows now, unable to bite your tongue as youâd kept it in all this time. âI think you should seek help and get your controlling tendencies straightened out before having any type of relationship. Or donât. In any case, I donât think Iâm the right girl for you.â
Thereâs a silence. The chatter of the cafĂŠ seems distant. You feel half inclined to apologize as you look at him and stare down the glassy tabletop as if trying to find his reflection for comfortâbut then he beats you to the punch.
âYouâre rightâŚâ he starts softly, mustering the words, and youâre almost proud to see him take it so well, but then thereâs a viscousness to his next words. âYouâre not the right girl for me.â
When he looks up again, his face is warpedâcallous and seemingly disgusted by the sight of you. Something about it even seems to lash out at you, seeking revenge.
âI canât believe I thought I saw something in you,â he sighs. âTurns out youâre exactly what everyone warned me you would beâjust a plane-boring old Jane. What a jokeâwasting so much time on something so worthless. Forget breaking up with me, I should have broken up with you a long time ago.â
He gets up in a rush and bears over the table, both palms laid flat upon the surface.
âCharity case?â he seethes, then conjures a fake laugh and an even faker grin. âI couldnât have put it better myself. Enjoy sitting here alone like the loser you are.â
And even though youâre the one watching him walk away while ordering a chocolate sundae for yourself, you canât help but feel sorry for the poor guyâŚÂ
That had been the most emotion youâd ever witnessed come from him.
Obviously, he doesnât take it very well, stumbling through the cafĂŠ before bursting out the door, but even heâs surprised by how disheveled it had made him. Heâs hyperventilating when the fresh air hits him, almost sprinting to his car so that he can lock himself inside it.
But the car only makes it worse as heâs far from alone in there. Youâre everywhere. On the hood, waiting for him with a smile. In the rearview mirror, waving at him. In the seat next to him with a pout, asking if you can stay over. In the backseat, naked with a coy twinkle in your eye.
He knows! He has some of your underwear at homeâheâll threaten to pass them around campus unless you beg him to take you back. No, whatâs he thinking!? Youâll never come back to him that way. Fuck, what can he do, whatâs he supposed to do!? He just called you worthlessâwhat that fuck was he thinking?!
The tears startle him as they drip down and splash upon his whitening knuckles, where he grips the wheel for dear life even as the car stays completely stillâsafe and sound in the same plot.
Thereâs a light pink lip balm on the dash. Yours. You must have left it thereâmaybe on purpose? No⌠you donât play games like that. Youâd been honest in the cafĂŠ. The fact terrifies himâhis heart seems to want to reject it at all costs, the way it tears in his chest.
He picks the slim pink stick up and rolls it around in his hand, which canât seem to stop shaking. Youâd sat on his lap in this very seat, laughing at something dumb heâd said while applying the very same balm on his lipâkissing his forehead while saying something sweet. He knows it wasnât, but he imagines youâd whispered that you loved him.
When he smears the balm around his lips this time, he imagines kissing you and your soft lips and that everpresent smile he never bothered telling you was pretty.
Heâs such an idiot. The birds in the parking lot take flight at the jostling of his car, but no one hears the roar.
And as he sits there in the following silence, wallowing in his own self-pity and regret, he canât help but feel like the lead of some angsty teen romance.
And like the lead in an angsty teen romance, he swears⌠whatever it takesâŚÂ he will win you back.
You will be his again.
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idol sunghoon getting pissed because of his idol gf got into a dating scandal with his co-member, and his gf liked the way he got pissed, so he decided to show her who she really belongs to (??)
ănotesă : anony c'mere lemme just *đđ§ * you gave me an inch, and I swear I took it like ten miles... so lemme just say that I contemplated this and I may or may not have gone a little stir crazy (that and I'm pretty sure I'm ovulating...), so I sincerely apologize for the nastiness you're about to set your eyes upon đŤŁđŤŁ
âł you can find the add-on part here!
Mark Me Yours | P.SH
ăpairingă : idol!bf!sunghoon x idol!fem!reader ăword countă : 5k
ăsynopsisă : the first time you were caught out with jake by the press it was an accident, but after seeing your boyfriend's jealous reaction you couldn't help but want to see more. so you went out with jake time and time again, even going as far as being a little too friendly with jake just to see how much sunghoon could take before he snapped. though your outcome probably wasn't exactly what you had in mind.
ăgenreă : smut
ăwarningă : cursing, biting/marking, rough makeout session, fingering, oral (m. & f. receiving), usage of toys, begging, degradation, choking, hair pulling, bondage, pussy slapping, clit play, face fucking, cum eating, dacryphilia, squirting, spitting, kinda toxic possessiveness, mean!dom!sunghoon x sub!reader, unprotected sex (please don't), orgasm denial, edging, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, rough sex, photography, breeding kink, creampie, manhandling, slight breath play, sunghoon is a bit sadistic, mentions of a safeword (but it's not used), petnames (princess, baby, slut, whoreâŚ), mentions of blood, implications of multiple rounds, lmk if I missed anything!
You lay out lazily on your boyfriend's bed, waiting for him to finish his shower after he had a long day at work. Scrolling through Twitter, laughing to yourself as you come across yet another article, 'Timeless y/n and Enhypen Jake Spotted Together Once Again, Coincidence or Not?' This had to be the third or fourth article within the last two weeks.
When the first article dropped after you were spotted with Jake at a local coffee shop, you were beyond worried about how your boyfriend would take it. However, seeing his face twist in annoyance and jealousy flipped a switch in you. The way his jaw would clench when heâd spot people on Instagram or Twitter talking about you and Jake, or when ship edits started to get posted of the two of you, or even when you were sitting in the room alone with just Jake. It was insanely attractive and left you dripping in your panties.Â
Sunghoon knew it wasnât your fault for what the press did or didnât post, but he also couldnât help the way that it pissed him off beyond belief every time he saw the photos.Â
You then made it your goal to see just how much your boyfriend could take before he finally snapped. So you continued to go out in public with Jake, knowing you could be spotted just so you could get a rise out of your boyfriend. After the first week or so, you stepped it up a little bit. Getting a little too friendly with Jake, laughing at his jokes a little too hard, your hands wondering his body a little too much, your voice a little too surly when you talked to him, being just a little too close. Jake, of course, was oblivious to all of your little antics, thinking you were just being friendly and sweet like you usually were. It started to drive Sunghoon up a wall, so much so that he had to avoid being in the same room as Jake so he wouldnât lash out at the poor boy. Eventually, he caught on to what you were trying to do, and he could feel his blood boil. He could handle you being a brat, but this? He was damn near his wits end, a hair away from snapping.
Coming back to the present, you were snapped out of your thoughts when a knock at the door was heard. Muttering a quick âcome in,â you werenât too surprised to see Jake standing there, hands stuffed in his hoodie pocket.
âHey, Jakey.â You smiled sweetly at the boy who returned your gesture before looking around the room, presumably looking for your dark-haired boyfriend.
And just as you thought, the question fell from his lips, âWhereâs Sunghoon?â
âHeâs in the shower,â you told him, and Jake nodded before walking over, flopping down onto the bed, his upper body draped over your lap.Â
âDid you see the new article?â He pouted as he started to pick at the end of your skirt, causing you to smile, but you nodded your head before tilting your phone screen down to show him that you had been reading it. Jake sighed dramatically, his face falling into the side of your thigh, âI hope they stop soon. Iâm pretty sure Hoon is gonna strangle me the next time one comes out.â He shivered at the thought, causing you to start laughing.
You knew he was right. Sunghoon has been avoiding Jake like the plague for the past few days. Anger and annoyance are the main expressions he wears anymore. His jaw is always locked tight, afraid he might say the wrong thing. But you were enjoying it, maybe a little too much.
Just then, the bathroom door swung open, ceasing your laughter as Sunghoon walked into the room, towel in hand, drying his damp hair. However, as soon as his eyes landed on you and Jake in his bed, you could have sworn you saw a fuse blow in his head. His eyes darkened into a glare, demanding that Jake leave, not a single bit of room left open for discussion.Â
Jake nearly levitates off of the bed before rushing out of the room as quickly as he possibly could, not wanting to be at the end of your boyfriend's wrath. You watched with an amused smirk as Sunghoon's eyes trailed from the doorway back to you.
âIs this really that amusing to you?â His voice was cold as he walked towards the open door; it sent a shiver down your spine and your thighs clenching together. You, however, just hummed with a shrug before looking back down at your phone. You peeked over the top of it, excitement bubbling in your chest as you watched Sunghoon slam the door shut before turning the lock. The moment you had been waiting for was finally about to happen; you finally got him to snap. You mentally cheered, completely missing the borderline psychotic gleam in your boyfriendâs eyes.
Sunghoon walked back to the end of the bed, a snarl pulling on his upper lip, revealing his pointy canine. The very canines you wished would mark your body up, leaving behind puncture wounds and bruises even though you would get a lot of shit from your manager and makeup artist. He never did, though, because he knew the stakes; however, now? Now, all of those thoughts. All of the sane thoughts, really. Completely vanished from his mind.
He leaned over the bed, grabbing your outstretched ankle before yanking your body down to him. A small gasp fell from your lips at the sudden action but was quickly quieted when you bit your tongue as Sunghoon hovered over you, slotting his body against yours.Â
The dark, lustful look in his eyes had your body wiggling in anticipation, a shock rushing through your veins when you felt his erection against your thinly covered core. Thinking back to all of the stuff you did to get here made you giggle because you thought you had finally won. Or so you thought. Sunghoon, on the other hand, found it far, so far, from amusing.
âWell, see how much youâll be laughing, princess,â He chuckled darkly before his slender fingers wrapped tightly around your throat, causing your breath to hitch, but all the air was soon taken out of your lungs when he kissed you hard.
A cry tore from your lungs when he bit down on your bottom lip before sucking on it. You were sure that it had drawn blood, but your mind was quickly bought elsewhere when his other hand cupped your boob, squeezing harshly.Â
âYou just like the attention, huh?â He growled, nipping at your jaw, âYouâre just a little attention whore, is that it?âÂ
You whined as his grip on your throat got tighter, not enough to completely cut off your air supply, but definitely enough to make you feel a little lightheaded. Sunghoon was typically always rough when it came to sex, but this? This was new, and youâd be lying if you said it didnât turn you on even more.
âDonât think I donât know what your little game was.â His voice was deep, sending shock waves throughout your body, âHow you purposely left with Jake knowing the press was watching,â He moved his hand, allowing you to breathe, but not long before he sunk his teeth into the soft flesh of your neck causing you to cry out his name, âor how you threw yourself all over JakeâŚâ Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as he continued to bite and suck on your neck, leaving deep purple and red marks. âAll for what, huh? My attention? Well, guess what, princess, now you have it.âÂ
You knew you probably pushed him way over the edge the moment he started to mark up your skin. While his hands were tight enough on your body, you were sure theyâd leave bruises behind. Then that dark lust that clouded his eyes was the final ringer that let you know, âoh I really fucked upâ.Â
âHoon-â âWhatâs the safe word?â Oh, you definitely fucked up; you knew he never mentioned the safe word unless he was going to be rough. The two of you only came up with it just as percussion, mainly when you tried something new. But for him to ask now when you could clearly see the anger in his eyes? Yeah, you were screwed.
When he didnât get an answer quickly enough, he grabbed your face, squishing your cheeks together, and moved his face merely inches away from yours.
âWhatâs. The. Word. Y/n.â Sunghoon snarled, enunciating every word with a glare. Your eyes were wide, not quite out of fear but something else you werenât sure what to call.
âPurple.â You responded to the best of your ability with his hand on your face, eyes staring into his.
Then he let go of your face before pushing off of your body, standing flat on his feet. You pushed yourself up, eyes on him, ready to ask what he was doing. However, his voice was quick to beat you to it.
âStrip and on your knees.â
The tone of his voice was already enough to leave you dripping in your underwear, but the way his eyes bore into you made your whole body shiver. This new side of Sunghoon was something you never thought you would need, but it is now. You wanted so badly to disobey him, but you knew that if you continued to push his buttons, he wouldnât hesitate to leave you without cumming.Â
So, with shaky legs, you pulled yourself to your feet before slowly undoing the button on your skirt and letting it fall to the floor. You could feel Sunghoonâs fiery gaze on you as you pulled your shirt over your head and threw it somewhere in the room. Once you were left standing there completely bare before him, Sunghoon walked over and put his hand on your shoulder, pushing you down onto your knees.
âNow be a good girl and put that pretty mouth of yours to use,â He spoke lowly, his finger combing through your hair until he got to the crown of your head. A whimper fell from your lips as you placed your hands on his thighs to stabilize yourself when he tugged your head back harshly. âAnd I swear to god you try to tease, I will leave you here tied to the bed with a vibrator attached to your cunt.â The way his upper lip pulled back to show his pointed tooth, you knew he wasnât lying.
"O-Okay," You choked out as he cranked your neck back a little more, eliciting a cry from your lips. He then let go, standing straight again, allowing you to slightly relax your neck. You wasted no time pulling his sweatpants' string loose before hooking your fingers around the waistband to pull them down. Once his pants were pooled at his feet, you lifted yourself up a bit, mouth watering at the sight of your boyfriend's dick.
Sunghoon then held something out to you, and your eyes went wide at the sight of the little pink egg, âPut this in that needy little hole of yours, and donât you dare cum without my permission.â Your gaze shifted from the little toy to your boyfriendâs hooded gaze before taking it into your hand.
You kept your eyes locked with his as you brought the toy down to your pulsating heat, rubbing it up and down to collect your slick to use as lube. The slight stretch it offered left a whine falling from your lips, but it wasnât nearly enough. Thatâs what you thought, at least, until a sudden vibration caused your whole body to jolt and a moan to slip past your lips. Then it was gone. Sunghoon watched from above as your body relaxed a bit, your eyes shifting to meet his once more.
He then grabbed himself at the base before tapping the head against your lips, prompting you to open your mouth. You parted your lips, sticking your tongue out, letting him drag his tip across your wet muscle, hissing at the contact. Shuffling a bit closer, you encased your lips around his tip, causing him to groan. Sunghoon gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail before thrusting his hips forward, sheathing his entire length in your mouth. Thankfully, your gag reflex was almost nonexistent; otherwise, you were sure you would be a choking mess.Â
His pace started out steady; his hold on your hair kept your head in place. Until he found his rhythm, and his hips snapped forward, hitting the back of your throat, causing tears to prick at the corner of your eyes. Then the little toy inside of you buzzed to life, causing a moan to tear through your throat, muffled by his dick. The vibrations caused Sunghoonâs head to fall back with a groan.
Your head started to go fuzzy with pleasure as Sunghoon continued to piston his hips until your nose brushed his pelvis bone. The vibrations then kicked up, causing your body to jolt, nails to dig into his thighs, and you to moan around his cock. All of the sensations were overwhelming, and you werenât sure if you would last much longer, but then Sunghoonâs words echoed in your brain. Knowing that he would punish you even more if you came without his permission, you tried your best to hold it in.
The drag of his cock along your tongue was enough to have your eyes roll back as you pressed the wet appendage against him.
âFuck, this is supposed to be a punishment, yet you look like you enjoy sucking my dick.â He chuckled darkly before a throaty groan broke from his lips, his hips stuttering as he got closer to his high. You hummed around him, trying to keep yourself grounded, but you nearly choked as he turned the vibrations up to the highest setting. Tears were spilling from your eyes as you screwed them shut, pleasure overriding your senses.
Sunghoon wanted to burn this image into his memory, the tears running down your flushed cheeks. How the mixture of his pre-cum and your saliva dripped from your chin. The dark purple and red bite marks that covered the skin of your neck. The way your hips rocked against nothing but the air as you struggled to keep from tipping over the edge. God, it was a picture-perfect sight; if he could, he would share it with the world. A clear sign that you were his.
The thought of all of your guys' fans seeing it drove him over the edge, his dick twitching in your mouth as he painted your throat white. An animalist growl tore through his mouth as he rocked his hip, riding out his high before shutting the vibrator off. He then pulled out of your mouth, watching as you closed your lips, swallowing his seed without a word. You then opened your mouth once more, tongue lolling out to show him.
He then tugged on your hair, causing you to whine as you stood on wobbly legs. Not giving you a moment to breathe before his lips found yours in a heated kiss. He groaned at the taste of himself on your tongue before maneuvering you back until your knees hit the bed. A gasp fell from your lips as Sunghoon picked you up and crawled onto the bed before laying you flat on your back.Â
Sunghoon pulled away from your lips, pressing hot, wet kisses along your jugular down to your breast before encasing one of your nipples in his mouth. A breathy moan escaped your parted lips as your fingers ran through his hair, tugging slightly.Â
A loud cry escaped from your lips, and tears fell from your eyes when the vibrator kicked back to life. Your hips bucking against Sunghoonâs body, and your hands tugging on his hair. The male smirked as your body tensed underneath his, listening to every little noise that left your pretty lips.
âHoon- fuck!â You cried out when you felt his slim fingers prodding at your entrance, thumb pressed against your clit. There was no way you were going to be able to last long at this rate, but when you met his dark gaze, you knew you had no other choice.
Your back arched off of the bed when he pushed two of his fingers into your pussy, pushing the little egg further in. A lewd, pornographic moan tore from your lungs when it pressed against your sweet spot.
âFound it,â Sunghoon chuckled, pulling his mouth away from your tits to watch as your body convulsed under him. His fingers started to pump in and out of your slick walls while turning the vibrator up.
Your ears were ringing, and your brain was starting to go blank as your body became overwhelmed with pleasure. Moans and cries of Sunghoonâs name fell from your lips like a mantra, and you could feel that little knot tighten to the point of almost snapping.
ââM close! Hoon, please!â You cried out, back arching off of the bed as your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head. Then, just like that, your orgasm was ripped away from you when Sunghoon pulled not only his fingers out but the vibrator as well. Pleas and whines slipped past your swollen lips as your vision focused, but your words were cut short when Sunghoon wrapped his fingers around your throat once more.
âOh no, baby, you seem to have forgotten.â He left a chaste kiss on the corner of your lips before moving to your ear, âthis is a punishment, youâll cum when I say you can.â
Tears spilled down your cheeks as you locked eyes with your boyfriend, your mind reeling. This wasnât how you expected things to go; sure, you knew he was going to punish you, but this? Your whole body was on fire, and the touch of Sunghoonâs finger felt like it was searing your skin, leaving behind traces of his touch.
Your jaw fell slack as Sunghoon slipped his fingers back into your dripping cunt, moving at a harsh pace. His thumb presses down in tight circles on your clit. Cries left your lips as you tried to push your boyfriend's hand away from your sore hole, but he was quick to grab your wrists with a growl, pinning them above your head.
âDonât be a brat, be a good little slut and take my fingers.â His words stung in all the right ways, and your cunt squeezed around his fingers. Sunghoon smirked before catching your lips in a bruising kiss, muffling all the moans escaping your throat.
Your head fell back as you tried to wiggle your hips away from Sunghoonâs hand, the sensation becoming too much, almost mind-numbing. Sunghoon pulled his fingers out before landing a firm smack on your clit, causing a loud cry to fall from your lips, tears flowing down your cheeks.
âWhat did I say?â His tone was a low growl, sliding his finger back in.
âPlease, Hoon, itâs- fuck! âS too much.â Your cries only spurred your boyfriend on, speeding his fingers up.
Broken sobs fell from your mouth as you felt that same knot in your gut reappear, but you knew that he would just rip that away. Your nails dug into the palm of your hand as you tried to ground yourself, but his fingers just kept rubbing your velvet walls in all the right ways, making stars cloud your vision. And then it was gone once again.
Sunghoonâs dick twitched at the sight of your tear-streaked face, loving how your makeup smeared under your eyes, how tears stuck to your eyelashes as you looked up at him with the fuck-out expression he loves so much. His eyes then traveled down the length of your body, your hands pinned so perfectly under his, the love bites that littered your neck and chest, the sheen of sweat that coated your body, then, finally, your dripping cunt. Your slick leaked out onto his sheets, leaving a wet patch. The sight made him rock hard once more, to the point that it almost hurt.
His silence was worrying to you because you couldnât tell what he was thinking, let alone what he was going to do next. Just then, he released your wrist before leaning over to his bedside table. Your eyes widened as he pulled out the bundle of black rope, shaking your head frantically.
âNo, no, Iâll be good, I promise! Sunghoon, please.â You begged, tears streaming from your eyes. However, those pleas were cut short when he glared down at you, holding his hand out for yours. âSung-â
âHands. Now.â His tone left no room for negotiation, and with a whine, you placed your hands in his. Watching as he bound your wrists together before pulling them above your head to attach them to the headboard. Once you were locked in place, he leaned down, face mere centimeters away from yours. âShould have thought about that before, huh?â His voice was harsh, his eyes gleaming, almost sadistic. âMaybe I should mark up this perfect body of yours; then maybe youâll get the idea that youâre mine.âÂ
You bite your lip as he moves down your body, hooking his hands under your thighs, lifting your lower half until your ass rests on his chest, legs hanging over his shoulders. The position was extremely uncomfortable, but that soon slipped away from your mind when his lips latched to the inside of your thigh. Your breathing was ragged, breathy moans and whines falling from your lips as he left bites and marks all along your inner thighs.
Once he was satisfied with all of the marks, he moved down, blowing on your drenched pussy, watching as you clenched around nothing. Sunghoon gathered a ball of saliva in his mouth before letting it drop onto your clit, watching as it trailed down to join the abundance of slick. Your eyes watched his movements, lips tucked between your teeth. He then dived right into your pussy, licking a long stripe from your slit to your clit before harshly sucking on the bundle of nerves, eliciting a strangled moan from your lungs.
âHoly shit!â You cried out as your head flew back into his pillows, hips bucking into his face. Sparks flew across your vision as he held onto your hips, tight enough to halt any of your movements.
Sunghoon then trailed back down to your slit, sticking his tongue in, tasting your sweetness as it gushed out onto his tongue. He hummed at the taste, sending vibrations through your core and making you cry out his name, hands clenched into fists above your head. He continued to eat you out like a starved man while you were a whining mess under him, tugging on the restraints, hoping they would budge, but they didnât.
âHoon- fuck, please donât stop.â You cried out, head falling back as he latched his lips to your clit once more, drawing patterns on the little button. The pillow under your head had your tears stains on it as the salty liquid continued to flow from your eyes at the instrumental amount of pleasure you were feeling.
You begged him not to stop as you felt that knot reappear once more, hoping that he would finally let you have that release. Sunghoon smirked against your core, listening to your choked pleas and moans. His movements didnât let up as your body started to twitch, a tell-tale sign that you were close.
âCum for me slut.â He growled against your skin; the mixture of the vibrations and his teeth slightly scraping against your clit had you toppling over the edge. Your body convulsed in his hold, toes curling behind his head and his name leaving your mouth in a borderline scream. It all just spurred your boyfriend on as he continued to devour you, easily throwing your body into overstimulation.
All of your body muscles tensed, and your shoulders grew sore from the angle at which they were placed. You were sure that your legs wouldnât be usable the next day, nor would your voice, but that was a problem for future you to worry about. Right now, your brain is far too cloudy to think straight, pleasure drowning all of your senses.
A silent scream tore through your lips as Sunghoon placed the little vibrating egg against your clit. Your legs moved to snap close, but Sunghoon was quicker than that, grabbing hold of one of your thighs and keeping it in place. The mixture of the vibrations and his tongue buried in your cunt had your legs shaking by his head, another orgasm already on the horizon.
Inchohent moans and noises fell from your lips as he brought you over the edge once more, eyes squeezed shut. Sunghoon slurped up all of your juices, not leaving a single drop before pulling the vibrator away from your twitching clit. He then kissed the bundle of nerves, causing a small squeak to leave your lips. Your eyes then opened slowly, meeting Sunghoonâs eyes as he looked down at you with a smug look.
As he laid your body down, you could feel your muscles relaxing, and you closed your eyes, trying to catch your breath. However, your eyes snapped open when you felt the tip of his cock prodding at your entrance.
âYou didnât think we were done already, did you princess?â He chuckled, watching the shock on your face morph into pleasure as he slid in with little resistance. Your nails dug into the palm of your hand as a choked sob tore from your lungs.
âFuck, fuck, fuck, fuckâŚâ The word fell from your lips in a rushed chant as Sunghoonâs hips started to slam against yours. ââS too much, Hoon!â You cried out as your back arched off the bed.
âNo, itâs not; just shut up and take it,â Sunghoon growled, hands holding onto your hips with a vice-like grip. A high-pitched squeal broke through your parted lips when his hand came up and wrapped around your throat once more, âwhoâs pussy is this? Whoâs making you feel this good? Who do you belong to?â
âYou.â The words choked through your lips, but that didnât fully satisfy the male; no, he wanted to make sure everyone knew.Â
Leaning down, he ghosted his lips over yours, âThen say it.â
He then leaned back up and pounded into your sensitive cunt making your head spin, âFuck! Yours, Sunghoon!â You screamed as your head fell back, missing the sadistic smirk on your boyfriendâs lips.
Sunghoon continued to thrust hard and deep into you, his pace never slowing, and you could already feel another orgasm creeping up. The words came out jumbled as you tried to warn him, his fingers squeezing the flesh on your neck.Â
You were clenching around his dick like crazy, causing him to groan, âfuck keep doing that, and Iâm bound to breed this cunt of yours.â The words only made you clench around him again, making him chuckle, âYou want that, donât you? You want my seed filling your womb until youâre sure to get pregnant, huh?â You mewled at his words, fucked out eyes looking up to beg.
Seeing the expression on your face almost drove Sunghoon over the edge, your tear-stained cheeks and glossy eyes that were begging him to cum inside, then your swollen lips that were parted as you moaned out his name. Fuck he wasnât going to last much longer. Taking his hand off of your neck, he moved down to press his thumb against your clit, circling it in tight circles. Your hips bucked at his touch as your nerves were set aflame once more. The knot in your stomach tightened to an unimaginable level, but this one felt different. Like your body was about to burst, but before you could even get the chance to warn Sunghoon, your orgasm hit. Your release gushes out in waves, coating your and his thighs. A loud pornographic moan fell from your lips, and Sunghoon cursed under his breath at the sight.Â
âYou fucking squirted, you filthy whore.â He chastises you, his hips stuttering as he feels his high creeping up. A whine fell from your lips as he continued to fuck into you at a harsh pace until he finally tipped over the edge with a groan, painting your gummy wall white.Â
Sunghoon continued to rock his hips into yours, riding out his high before coming to a complete stop. His eyes squeezed shut, feeling you wrapped around his still semi-hard dick, milking him for all he was worth. Opening his eyes, he let the flutter down to where the two of you were still connected, groaning at the sight of the white ring around the base of his cock. He wanted to capture this moment. So he did.
Leaning over, he grabbed your phone, which had been haphazardly thrown to the side, before opening the camera, ignoring the article you had pulled up. You didnât even realize what he was doing as you tried to catch your breath until you heard the shutter click. Your eyes opened at the noise, surprised to see your boyfriend aiming the camera down at where his dick was still sheathed inside of your cunt.
Sunghoon could feel himself grow hard again at the sight, wanting nothing more than to make a big mess of the two of you. Swiping on the screen, he switched to the video recorder and hit the little red button before rocking his hips against yours. A whimper fell from your lips as he continued to toy with your puffy cunt.
"Oh, I'm not done with you yet, babyâŚ" he chuckled darkly, his eyes meeting yours. "Far from it."
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