#bi-curious & the virgin

[captain-shortyyy]

i saved a picture of cynthia and gil to the wrong section on pinterest and this was the result:

i mean…i think it’s pretty accurate

[juniperhillpatient]

for all my recent talk of friendships that transcend platonic or romantic & are just two people inseparable & in love but like not necessarily with a sexual element but not necessarily without it I’ve forgotten to mention Them <3

[lady-tortilla-chip]

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[wolfanddragon98]

@dreaming-for-an-escape​

The scene that shouldn’t be named. Moments before Scarlett and him separate for a brief moment. But, thankfully Scarlett returned just in time and stopped the killer from delivering the final blow.

[fantasylandloser]

marriage pact pt.2

summary: the besties are getting used to their new relationship

Warnings: smut, mdni, oral (fem recieving), mentions of dry humping, mentions of implied bi!reader, Stevie's happy trail makes another appearance, public sex?? (not actually penetration), lmk if i missed anything

pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader

A/N: thank you to all the people who showed part one so much love, especially everyone who had v unhinged things to say (i love you the most) also i gave us a cool ass, loving mom

part 1

*****

“I’m just saying, we should talk about it eventually.” Steve tells you, unable to conceal the smirk on his face. He stood in the doorway of your bathroom watching you evade questions he threw at you about your past hookups. Essentially he didn’t really care, he was the last person in Hawkins who should have the privilege of caring about who other people hookup with. But he was a little curious, considering your face went up in flames as soon as he brought it up. Also maybe slightly jealous.

You huff at Steve’s persistence, dropping your mascara back into the bag. “Are we going to talk about all the people you’ve hooked up with Steve?” Annoyance laced your tone at his line of questioning, but he knew your annoyance was just poorly concealed embarrassment. 

The two of you were supposed to be getting ready to meet up with Robin, Eddie, Nancy, and Jonathan when he randomly asked you about the past guys you’ve been with. He was already dressed and now he was waiting for you to be, curiously watching your every step. 

“We’ve talked about me for years. Everyone in Hawkins has talked about me.” He laughs, a little self deprecating. “We’ve never talked about you, and we don’t have to.” He’s moving in on you arms, caging you into the counter, shaggy hair sweeping from his forehead. “I’m just curious, not judging you.” Your eyes meet his sincere ones in the mirror, the kicked puppy look he’s been giving you since you were kids working like a charm.

“Billy Hargrove fingered me in our Anatomy class, junior year.” You start, your face red as you shift your eyes, from Steve’s shocked ones. “That was before he..”You trail off not knowing exactly how to word your next thoughts.

“Beat me to a pulp?” Steve offers, with a sardonic grin.

You nod with a sheepish smile. “Sorry.” You really mean it, too. You felt so bad after you saw Steve like that, bruised up by a guy that had been touching you.

“Not judging, remember.” He presses a kiss to the top of your head, and despite the ugly feeling of jealousy sitting in the pit of his stomach he really wanted you to continue.

“I always knew he had a thing for you.” He says, thinking of all the times he’d catch Billy staring at you. He’s pretty sure that’s half the reason he beat his ass. Steve would always have an arm around your shoulder or one of your legs in his lap. 

You go back to distracting yourself as you put your eyeliner on. “And don’t be weird about this later,” You say, which gives him warning to brace himself. “Eddie took my virginity in the back of his van senior year.” You say it so casually that Steve’s sure he didn’t hear you correctly. 

“Eddie?” Steve says, his face wearing his shock. “You mean like Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson?” You slap his arm at that.

“Don’t call him that.” You defend, which Steve rolls his eyes at, knowing Eddie loved the nickname.

“Our friend, Eddie? Who, we happen to be seeing tonight?” Obviously too flabbergasted to remember his no judgment rule, you quickly remind him. 

“I thought this was a judgment free zone.” You murmur, too mortified to even look at him. This brings Steve back to himself.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I’m just surprised. Didn’t see that coming.” Steve’s hands are on his hips and you know he’s about two seconds from pacing a hole through a floor to wrap his head around it. You can’t help but think he’s adorable for stressing himself out about a question he asked you to answer.

“Yeah we hooked up for a while I guess, but then-” You’re cut off by your own thoughts, sheepish at the thought of your next words until you look at Steve’s puzzled expression. “Then Tommy threw that huge party and you got drunk off your ass and told me we were gonna get married and I just-” You shrug, pretending to be oh so busy with your eyelash curler. “Broke it off with him the next day. Didn’t wanna lead him on, when my head was… elsewhere.” Thinking of you. You tell Steve all this without making a morsel or eye contact. It should really scare Steve how good you are at playing casual with your feelings. 

“Oh, honey.” The kiss he plants on your shoulder is sweet, as he secures his arms around you. “I really love you.” Steve whispers, and it’s not the first time he’s said it, but in this context it is. The words are so much heavier after the shift in dynamic between the two of you.

“I love you too.” Again you say it so unbothered, so naturally, that Steve would think you didn’t mean it if he couldn’t feel the way your pulse quickened. 

“So, after Eddie?” He prods. You take a second like you’re contemplating telling him. 

“If I tell you, you can’t tell Robin.” Steve looks confused but agrees regardless. “You can’t tell anyone.” You reiterate. 

“Okayy, based on what you’ve already told me I’m not sure how it could get worse.” Steve says. “But I’m not judging.’ He adds after his little sentence. 

“Last year, Tammy Thompson, once.” It’s all you say before Steve understands and his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline. 

“I don’t know you at all.” He states dramatically. 

“In my defense..” you began, “The only reason I didn’t tell you was because like right after I had been talking to Robin and told her that I went to the mall with her and then, she randomly mentioned that she used to have the hugest crush on her. And then she told me that the two of you hooked up before and it was weird. Because I never in a million years thought we would have any overlap.” By the time you’re done with your explanation, Steve is still looking at you in shock.

“You don’t tell me anything.” He lies, unaware of the pout that’s formed on his face.

“I tell you everything important.” You counter. You look like you’re thinking, biting your bottom lip nervously. “I didn’t think it would be a big deal for you.”

Steve is all over you before you can overthink any further, and he’d never tell you but you look like you’re about to launch into tears. “Baby it’s not a big deal… I’m just surprised I didn’t know this about you.” He finally understands some of your hesitancy about opening up about your sex life. You were scared to be judged, by him of all people. 

“That was the shortest list ever, if it was me we would have been standing here for hours.” He jokes, it's another self deprecating jab and it’s one you can’t ignore. 

“Stop doing that. Be nice to yourself.” You scold lightly. 

“It’s true.” You knew Steve was no longer a fan of his own promiscuity. You know that he had some regrets about it, but you couldn’t for the life of you understand why.

“It’s hot.” When the words leave your lips, you find yourself turning around in his arms, tilting your head up to get a better look at him. You meet his eyes, watching the bewildered expression on his face.

“It’s really hot for me, that my boyfriend is more experienced than me. Now.. you can teach me what you know.” You elaborate. Steve’s eyes are watching your lips intently.

“Call me that again.” He requests, his voice gruff. You hold his gaze even though your entire body is on fire from the sudden intensity.

“My boyfriend.” You say softly. The first time you acknowledge him as such. He’s leaning in to kiss you when you duck under his arm, not allowing him to smudge your newly done make up or make you any later than you know you are.

“We’re late.” You remind him, grabbing your shoes. 

“Fucking tease.”

*****

Your night out with Steve and your friends, paled in comparison to waking up to him. He’s holding you tightly against him. No shirt on his chest, per usual. A large hand splayed under your shirt and against your stomach. His heat is almost too much for you and you consider rolling away briefly but that’s the last thing you want. 

Without ever opening your eyes or moving, you flail your legs to kick the blanket off you, only pausing when you hear a throaty chuckle vibrating beneath you. You freeze realizing you’d been caught looking silly.

“You hot?” He asks, ever so attentive. Usually when the two of you slept in bed together, there was a respectful amount of space between you, now your limbs were intertwined and your heart beats synced. 

“Mhm.” You hum, still half sleep. You wouldn’t know it but Steve woke up about thirty minutes before you and he was also feeling like the bed had turned into a sauna overnight, but he’d rather burn to death than wake you up. 

Still groggy from sleep, you whine when Steve removes himself from you to turn on the fan and remove the covers the rest of the way off of you. Much to your relief. 

“I’m gonna go take a shower.” He tells you, letting you know he wasn’t coming back to bed. You were unsure of how he did that. Getting up as soon as he woke up. You were more of a wake up and rot in bed for two more hours kind  of girl.

You hadn’t realized, you’d drifted back off to sleep until Steve’s waking you up. “Wanna get up for me, so we can spend some time together?” He offers.

“We could go play basketball at the gym.” He tries again when you don’t budge. This has you perking up slightly. For a reason unknown to him, every time, even in high school, if he mentioned anything to do with basketball you would be there. At first he thought you wanted to play, especially since you proved yourself to be useful on the court, but when he mentioned it to you, you looked disturbed at the idea. 

You’re rolling out of bed without answering, but he knows that is your answer and you’re just adjusting to the morning again. So he goes on making sure to cook you a good breakfast. 

When you finally emerge from the bathroom, freshly showered you find Steve behind the stove looking very boyfriendish. You can’t help circling your arms around his waist as you inhale his scent.

“Morning’” There’s soft music playing from his phone but other than that the house is quiet. 

“Good Morning. Baby.” You grin into his shoulder, feeling oddly domestic..

After eating breakfast with Steve, you made your way to the gym. You’re stopped a million times because this is Hawkins and everyone knows Steve, the once golden boy basketball star, and you who graduated top of your class with a long list of extracurriculars. But most people still only referred to you when speaking about Steve and that was okay with you.

Playing with Steve is never actually about winning for you. The win is seeing Steve like this. Sweaty. In his zone. So fucking focused. You were competitive everywhere else, but on the basketball court, you were all about Steve. He played less now that you were older, so when he offered you couldn’t help but jump at the chance.

You’re barely paying attention to the game because Steve is everywhere. You’re losing really badly even though he’s taking it easy on you. You don’t care.

“Where’s your mind at, honey?” He asks, dribbling the ball he just stole from you and shooting it. You pretend to be frustrated, pretend like you actually care if you lose, like you’re actually giving your best. Steve knows better, but he doesn’t push it, figuring you were just tired still. 

When a group of guys Steve played basketball with came into the gym, begging ‘king’ steve to join a game with them, Steve almost declined until you made some comment about being tired and going to sit on the bleachers for a break.

You knew the real show was about to start, and that he’d love a chance to show the guys from high school how he’s still got it. Steve’s gearing all the way up when they start picking teams, and you know based on the line up it’s going to be an aggressive game.

You’re dazed while you watch him play for the next hour. He’s concentrating hard, yelling out an instruction to his other teammates, in charge, sweating so hard that he keeps lifting up his shirt to wipe sweat off his forehead and revealing that happy trail. Your composure is crumbling quickly. 

And you don’t realize the way you’re looking at him even though you know you’re thirsting hard. He sees though. About halfway through the game when he’s checking on you during a time out. You give him your water bottle to drink out of even though you hate sharing germs, run your fingers through his sweaty hair, and give him two kisses despite the fact that he knows he tastes like sweat, and that you have an audience. 

After that he realizes how hard you’re watching him and he knows he has to show out for the end of the game. Everytime he glances at you, you look so invested. Like you used to in high school when you suddenly became interested in basketball again after a long hiatus during your pre teen years. Except now there’s a new detail that Steve has noticed. You’re squeezing your thighs together so hard, he thinks you’re about to burst. He can’t help but wonder how long you’ve been that way and if that was the reason you’re so intrigued with basketball, with no interest in playing. 

Steve made sure to win. Made sure he earned every filthy thing he was going to do to you. When he walks up to you, you don’t realize that you’ve been caught. Not when he’s dragging you behind him, not even when he opens the door to the men’s locker room, ushering you inside. It’s when he locks the door with you against it that your brain finally kickstarts into realizing what’s happening. 

“Steve we’re gonna get caught-” You start but your voice is lodged in your throat when his fingers dip into your shorts. You know what he finds when he does, and if you didn’t the smirk on his face would have told you. 

“All this from watching me play, honey.” The condescending lilt to his voice, has your brain turning to mush in the best way. That mixed with the way he’s running his knuckles over your  folds. 

“Steve”  You try again, more firm when you hear voices passing from outside the door, but your voice just turns into a whimper, as you try to cope with the way he’s touching you. 

“Shut up for me, so I can focus.” He shushes, yanking your shorts down. You gasp when he does so, but step out of them nonetheless when he gestures for you to do so. This is his first time touching you like this since you dry humped him for all he was worth in the family video parking lot and you’re curious about where he’s going with this. 

He grabs your panties, balling them up in his hand before coming back up to you. “Open your mouth.” You do without a second thought, letting him stuff the underwear into your mouth.

“Fuck you’re a good girl.” He notes before dropping to his knees. “Prettiest pussy, I’ve ever seen.” And he’s not talking to you really but to your pussy. He throws one of your legs over his shoulder before going in, licking and slurping at you like a starved man.

You’re pretty sure it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. He’s so sloppy about it and you love every second.

When he leans down a bit to fuck your hole open with his tongue, his nose nudges your clit. Your moans and whimpers are concealed by the makeshift gag, but the way your hand flys to Steve’s hair to hold him in place lets him know exactly the effect he’s having on you.

He chuckles when he feels you clenching up on his tongue, already so close and he’s just barely touched you. He presses you deeper into the door when he feels your knees buckling, moaning into your cunt at the feeling of you tugging his hair. 

Steve wishes he didn’t need you to be quiet. He wishes he could hear every single one of your whimpers and moans. Hear you calling him ‘Stevie’ in that whiny little voice, but he also knows he doesn’t want anyone else to hear you. Not when you’re all his.

You tumble over the edge pretty quickly, tears cascading down your face, which is the first thing Steve sees when he stands back up, licking his lips. He’s rubbing your overstimulated clit, when he pulls the damp panties out your mouth, releasing all the built up sounds from you. 

“Aw, honey.” He coos, wiping away the tears with your panties. He’s fucking filthy. He kisses you after that, so tenderly that you almost forget how he’s toying with you.

“Stevie..” There it is. Steve thinks to himself. He kisses you again trying to hush your moans.

“You like watching me play, sweetheart? That turns you on?” He asks, still massaging your clit.

“So much.” You admit. Steve wants to laugh at how gone you are, but he’s affected just as much as you.

“Not very nice, that you didn’t tell me.” He says. 

“M’sorry, Stevie.” You’re getting too loud and Steve has to shush you as he hears voices in the hallway, suddenly remembering where you are.

“It’s okay baby, you gonna cum for me?” As soon as he suggests it, he knows it's coming and his lips are back on yours, silencing your moans.

******

“Dude, why are you staring at me?”  Steve asks you, his face red. You stared at him all the way home from the gym. You stared at him when you got home and it had been an hour later, both of you showered and supposed to watch a movie, and you were still staring. 

“I just think you’re kinda rude.” You say.

“I’m rude?” Steve asks, flabbergasted wondering what he could have possibly done in such a short period of time. His mouth hanging open.

‘“Yes because I have had, I want to say maybe like three- four orgasms with other people, in the span of multiple years and you’re telling me this whole time you knew how to do that twice in the span of not even like ten minutes.” Steve’s once red face was now taken over by a cocky grin. 

“Like dude. How did you do that? I’ve never done that before.” You can’t even bring yourself to care that you’re inflating his huge ego. You’re genuinely confused and you’re thinking it has to be witchcraft.

“It’s easy when you’re that turned on.” He tells you, but you shake your head.

“I’m always that turned on.” You dismiss, making him laugh at how genuine you sound when you say it. 

“Always?” He asked, to which you nod. 

“You walk around here shirtless every morning. Of course I am.” You say simply, and Steve can’t help but be surprised at your sudden frankness.  “And even then I can’t even make myself cum twice. Especially not that fast.”

“So, let me get this right.” Steve starts with a mischievous grin. “You’re saying when you play with yourself, after seeing me shirtless you can’t make yourself cum twice?” He’s teasing you for your slip up and you know it. You can’t help rolling your eyes.

“That’s what I said, Steven.” You say playfully, your eyes narrowed. 

His eyes narrow back at you before he’s tackling you to the couch, tickling you. Laughing at your shrieks, and the sight of you trying to wriggle away from him.

“I’m sorry!” You let out in between gasps for air and laughter. When Steve finally lets up you pinch him for being unfair. 

When you finally catch your breath, you realize Steve is staring at you with a look that can only be described as adoring. 

“Here you go, again.” You say with pretend exasperation, and shaking your head. You’re only teasing him, so that you yourself don’t turn into a pile of mush like always. Steve rolls his eyes at you, realizing just how much he’s missed your banter, these last couple days. You’d gone shy on him, when getting used to the changes in your relationship and he was glad to see that your sass was back in full swing.

“Come give me a kiss.” He insists, gesturing to his lap. 

“Why are you always trying to get me into your lap?’ You ask before settling down on top of him anyway. Nothing sexual about it, as you press a quick kiss to Steve’s lips before trying to move again. 

“I like you here.” He says before pulling you back down on top of him to get another one. “If that’s how you rush touching yourself, no wonder you can’t make yourself cum.” He jabs, even though that’s not what you said. 

You’re about to respond, when you hear someone clear their throat. “Mom!” you yelp in surprise, practically flying off of Steve’s lap.

“Well this is an interesting way to be welcomed home.” Your mom looks almost amused at the display in front of her. The other part is as shocked as you feel, knowing she was home way earlier than she was supposed to be.

“How long were you standing there?” You ask, mortified, You’re seconds away from having the worst meltdown of your life. 

“Long enough to know that you should invest in a vibrator. “ She goads, sending Steve a look. He’s redder than a tomato, knowing that the woman who’s known him since before he was ten heard him say that. 

Your mom is way chiller than she should be, considering the circumstances, but she’s always been that way. Unbothered and entertained.  If that was your dad standing there, you both know this would be an entirely different story. 

‘Oh my goodness. Kill me now.” You mutter dramatically.

“No need for theatrics. I knew last week when you came home with that hickey on your neck. You didn’t even bother to try to cover it up either. Where’s the respect?” She jokes , as you hide your face behind your hands at your carelessness. 

You’re sure that life cannot get much worse than this.

“Good for you guys. But no and I mean it..” she started seriously “no funny business at all, on my couch.” When you groan she doubles downs. “I’m serious that couch was expensive.”

“Okay mom, we got it, thank you.” You say pulling Steve up from the couch and towards your room, too mortified to make eye contact with her.

Once you and Steve make it to your room both of your horrified faces meet… and you’re doubling over in deranged laughter. 

*****

tags: @smilesworldsposts @livsters @ali-r3n @em-guitar-pick @wolflover1005 @lexingtoon @eds1986

p.s. some of these didn't work and idk why

[heart0fclay]

"i bloom just for you"

oh my god. imagine virgin Oliver.

he's never as much as touched another person sexually.

Felix finds out just before they leave university and says "Mate. if you wanted to, I could be your first? we're best friends and i'm sort of wanting to explore my sexuality. I'd feel comfortable doing that with you."

Oliver can't believe what he's hearing but he's so happy. "I mean if you wanted to? I'd feel so comfortable losing something as important as my virginity to my best friend."

So they head to Felix's room.

"I'm just as nervous Ollie." Oliver smiles. "Well let's start slow then. i like kissing. do you wanna kiss?" "Fuck yeah." they lay together making out.

after a short while of kissing and foreplay

Felix finds a condom. "Do you know how to use this?" Oliver has no idea. "Let me help you." Oliver can't believe he's naked in Felix Catton's room whilst Felix puts a condom on him.

Felix lays on his back. "Be gentle. Please."

And the next few hours are full of beautiful love making. "Oh, Ollie. You're doing so good mate, i feel amazing."

Oliver finally losing his virginity, Felix finally exploring his bi-curious side.

And they're doing it together. After they finish, Oliver snuggles into Felix. Felix kisses Oliver on the head. "That was the most amazing thing i've ever done. you did so good Ollie. You made me feel so good." Oliver blushes. "You were amazing. I think i love you Felix."

"Wait really? I think i love you too." Oliver blushes even more. He snuggles into Felix closer. "My Ollie."

This is the start of a beautiful summer together.

[itwasntimethatdidit40]

Hey there!

I wanted to post that for a while so, here we are.

Wondering who’s behind this blog?

Here’s something about me under the cut:

• I identify as a woman, my pronouns are she/her

• Born and raised in Italy, I still live there.

• I’m 141 LOL but according to people I still look like I’m in my 30s so let me indulge in that, thank you very much.

• I don't think there's anyone who makes me more feral than Joel Miller. I just can’t help it. My (un)holy Pedro characters triad is Joel, Oberyn and Peña 💕 (immediately followed by Frankie)

• I have a little elephant pendant that I always wear, no one knows what it's about *wink*

• I’m Leo Sun, Libra Rising and Aries Moon. You scared? I promise I don’t bite, unless explicitly requested 😏

• I’m Bi/Pan as fuck, always been obviously but I realized only last year. LOL, better late than never i guess. I only have problems with cisgender straight white males because I mean… they’re the worst, okay, I don’t make the rules.

• Single, unmarried, not interested in having kids even a little bit, I prefer to be the cool auntie.

• I love cooking and I'm quite good at it, I had good genes from my Italian grandmas 😌

• I can’t function without coffee, especially in the morning. I take my coffee bitter with just a little bit of milk.

• I can’t stand lies, the phrase “oh I didn't tell you so as not to make you suffer” (UGH, no you didn’t tell me ‘cause you’re a fucking coward and that’s it, my friend), misogyny, racism, fascism, homophobia, bi-erasure, any other form of verbal or physical violence towards LGBTQIA+ people, injustice in general, if you are any of the above you are not welcome here or in my life.

• I love dogs. I have a poodle named Brienne after the GOT character, she’s 5 years old so that means she got me through pandemic and she’s my love and joy. Isn’t she adorable? Yes, she is.

• I’m unfortunately allergic to cats (yep, like Pedro) and can’t pet them unless I wish for an asthma attack. That sucks, I know.

• I have deep brown curly hair, brown eyes and I’m short (158 cm).

• I have a lot of freckles, you could go on a treasure hunt following them.

• I’ve been to more than 100 concerts in my life including some festivals abroad.

• I currently listen to Hozier and Chappell Roan on a daily basis. I also love Billie Eilish, used to be a big Muse fan (listen, their first albums were great, okay) plus I’m a sucker for ‘90/‘00 music ‘cause that’s the music I grew up with.

• I love beer more than wine.

• I love reading, I used to read all the time, I have less time to do it now and it bothers me so much. I’m still reading fanfiction though. 🤭

• I’m a sucker for True Crime Podcasts, I only listen to Italian ones for now so unless you’re Italian you don’t know my faves and it’s a pity ‘cause they’re really good.

• Cults scare the shit out of me but at the same time they’re one of the things that makes me more curious ‘cause my mind can’t really comprehend what happens in people’s mind when they get sucked into them.

• Some tv series I love in no particular order: The Last of Us, Breaking Bad, Better Call Saul, Lost, The Handmaid’s Tale, Bojack Horseman, GOT (until seasons 7 & 8 happened 💀), Sense 8, Jane the Virgin, Grace and Frankie, Narcos, Only Murders in the building, The Bear, Succession, The Morning Show, Friends, Stranger Things (mostly because Jim Hopper is there, certainly not for those z*onists, you know), Mad Men, Gilmore Girls (Luke Danes *cough*), Mindhunter, Peaky Blinders (huge Tommy Shelby’s slut, don’t look at me like that, okay), My Brilliant Friend, The Affair, Black Mirror (until last seasons happened but it used to be one of the greatest things ever), The Walking Dead (got bored halfway through season 9, I recently started a rewatch and I hope to get to the very end of it lol), Fleabag, Normal People, When They See Us, Hill House, Bly Manor, Midnight Mass, Chernobyl.

• Films I love in no particular order: Parasite, Aftersun, Past Lives, All of Us Strangers, Brokeback Mountain, Almost Famous, The Goonies, Stand By Me, The Breakfast Club, The Killing of a Sacred Deer, The Lobster, The Neon Demon, Midsommar, One Day, When Harry Met Sally, There’s still tomorrow, Strange Way of Life, Prospect, The Banshess of Inisherin, Coco, The Emperor’s New Groove (so underrated), Mommy, The Virgin Suicides, Girls Interrupted, Saltburn, Promising Young Woman, Little Women (1994), Gone Girl, Shoplifters, Bin-Jip 3 Iron, Love Me If You Dare, The Piano, Fried Green Tomatoes, Notorious, Some like it Hot, Rear Window and you can ask for my Letterboxd account for more.

• Bad weather makes me sad and melancholy.

• I obviously love Italian cuisine with all my heart but I also love to try new dishes especially when I’m abroad. I love chocolate and I have a sweet tooth in general but there’s nothing I crave more than good carbs (I can be happy with a slice of good bread or focaccia). I love spicy food but I can't handle it when it’s very very spicy.

• I love bags, I have so many bags and I still want more lol

• When I was a kid I wanted to be a writer or a journalist. What do I do now? I’m a secretary LOL (I also have a second job not related to writing as well)

• As a friend, I’m loyal to the bone, I could do anything for you if I love you. If you betray me real bad though don’t expect a second chance, I mean I could try but I know i can’t ‘cause you’re changed forever in my eyes.

• I have so many kinks, you can ask if you want to know, okay. Also, so many authors here are responsible for giving me new ones. I love you deeply.

If you want to know more my asks and dm are open!

Here’s a little bit of me, byeeeee.

[citrusotakutea]

Hey op just curious what makes you hate the new Hellsing fanbase. As a fellow Hellsing fan I was wondering if I’ve completely missed something strange going on lately.

The new Hellsing fandom honestly irks me because of the surface level probing of the source material*. Yes, to most it's a hard core, dark, violent, mad and bad-ass anime but, like I've said so often, for so long on this dumb blog, it has the BEST female characters I've ever seen, recently rivaled by Arcane. Incredible depiction of platonic relationships and morally grey characters. To me, it's primarily a found family story, among other things.

The side characters are incredible, Yumi and Heinkel are the most underrated of the show. I mean come on priest and nun lesbians (lesbian used liberally). Heinkel is confirmed by the author to be an INTERSEX HUMAN. Alucard shapeshifts into a female (which, looking at the Devilman fandom, everyone took for an obvious trans metaphor, why not here?). The source material is as homoerotic as it can get between a lot of the characters (the tension between Sir Integra and Seras during the blood scene). Let's not forget Rip van Winkle, Pip, Walter, and Alexander. Alucard's teasing, Seras' naivety and subsequent maturity, Pip's endurance and playful wittiness. These characters and relationships are stuck in my head forever, they're all incredibly unique, fleshed out and worth remembering, no matter how short a time they spent on screen. And the character designs? As a long-time vampyr and catholic guilt fan, can I just say. Rawr. This show shaped how I dress like irl and my own shitty characters, as well.

Sir Integra is my favorite character of the show and one of all time. Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. Like, an actually good depiction of a no-nonsense, androgynous as hell, unabashedly commanding (dare I say) woman? And it's played completely straight? No "Whaaa that's a woman?" every 2 seconds or "heh, you will listen to me despite my womanhood" from her. Powerful in her own right despite being the few "magic"-less humans of the series. 0 sexualized Ultimate scenes (sorry Seras and the "hot down there" comment doesn't count, that was banter). She was fucking knighted by the Queen of England before she was even 25, hence Sir Integra. Canonically bi-racial and South-Asian. I'm not even going to go into her character's willpower and values but. Hellloooo??? 

Not to mention, something noteworthy about the series, but Hellsing works because Hirano made time for silly moments. I mean, hell, one of the scenes I remember most vivdly was the gag of Heinkel lighting Sir Integra's cigar and being mega-pissed about it during the final battle, it's funny yet in character, despite many fans saying the humor throws you out of the "reality" of the show.

Oh no, but what do the new fandom gremlins talk about? "Alufart rails Y/A" "OMG VLADCARD'S BARA HAIRY TIDDIES I WANNA RUB MY FACE AGAINST THEM" (you know who you are) “I drew the most fucked up version of Alucard I could think of in my twisted mind”

and my personal "favorite":

"omg 🥺 what if intewa and alucard kisswdd", it's almost as bad as Seras x Alucard.

Unfortunately, I am a part of the ship police, so I'm gonna say right now that these two are my most hated ships:

1) Sir Integra and Alucard's relationship goes beyond romance to me. Since none of the new fans know the lore, Sir Integra is and will die a virgin (canon), it's literally plot relevant because by having sex, if she gets bit she will become a zombie slave (obvious but apparently needed to be said) and, taking a note from the 2001 anime, gone is any chance to continue the Hellsing mission. If she was bitten, plot armor aside, she'd have to off herself instead of becoming a vampire. (and for you freaks out there/pos, dare I say… ace representation? you can argue about desire and subtext later)

2) Seras and Alucard's relationship was specifically noted by the author to be a father/daughter dynamic, which is kind of obvious in the show. Like I said, fundamentally a found family series. Yeah, you don't need to treat found family like family family but I gen can't stand this ship.

I know that people will ship characters who've never been in a room together before. I can't stop people from shipping them and these two ships have ALWAYS been popular in the fandom. I typically ignore this and, yes, "don't like, don't interact" is my main rule. However, new fans ONLY talk about this stuff. None of the rest of the show seems to matter, just Alucard's hairy mustached tig bitties and him fucking one of the two women in the main cast. Or someone's self insert.

((tangent but personally my favorite ships are Alexander x Alucard (obviously in an enemies to enemies way), Heinkel x Yumi, and a romance only Seras x s.Integra. Like, you want old women yuri??? There ya go! They were in a mansion for like 30 years (I forgot) together, probably going missions alone and sharing their grief over Alucard and their unique experience/history. Like I said, I can't help who people ship, I'm not trying to say the source material is in favor of my ships or "how dare people interpret these obviously gay characters as straight". like no, that's not why I'm upset and ik alucard and alexander weren't yaoi-ing it up but like. alucard and s.integra shippers dni /j))

Not to mention, I couldn't help but notice, despite this information being readily available to my middle school self, no one knows the fckn lore or background of this show?? I honest to god saw someone comment that Hellsing Ultimate™ was a bad “remake” because it diverged from the original anime.

Here's SOME fun facts:

-the 2001 version of the show has a different ending than the manga because it wasn't finished yet (duh). Hellsing Ultimate is "soooo short" because production took almost a decade and it was trying to be a faithful, well-animated (that takes time bruv) adaptation. Oh, and a bunch of directional changes that I won't get into.

-there are multiple OVAs following Walter's youth in WW2 (Hellsing: The Dawn). Young Walter's design honestly was one of my favorites from the series so. Walter enjoyers. Check it out.

-there is a bonus book explaining a lot about the characters and process of creating Hellsing written by Hirano himself. whenever I got a hold of it, though (8+ years ago) there was no English translation.

-Alucard didn't just transform into a girl that one time, he was in his girl form the entire time during WW2 (hence why when people mention his possible affair with the Queen it might've been a sapphic thing but I think that mostly stems from the abridged series. the queen thing not the girl thing)

-Hirano used to be a Hentai mangaka and actually designed many of Hellsing's characters in said hentai or in short stories (such as Crossfire, it's basically extra, non-canonical Hellsing content) beforehand. Which, this used to be the most popular "fun fact" but has been lost to the sands of time now, so prepare for a lot of people rediscovering this.

-personal lore is I almost named myself Rip van Winkle bc of this show (quirked up Portal, Grell Sutcliff, queer-coded, rifle-wielding shawty)

Anyway, to sum it up, I hate when people don't interpret characters in the same way I do. Yes, I am a bad “fandom elder”, idgaf I am fundamentally a hater.

*I keep seeing this happen with old shows that resurface. Unlike newer or more popular shows where every scene gets scoured, characters who showed up for one scene get analyzed, and endless cafe AUs are made- older shows mostly get fan art of the main charas and the ships of the two hottest characters and that's it. Discussion of lore and themes are completely off the table. So I'm not surprised, just disappointed.

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A Second Experience

Summary: Y/N is less sexually experienced than her boyfriend, Jimin, and she wants to change that by getting another person involved as well.

*This is a continuation of a short fic I wrote three years ago called “Experience.”  t’s not required to read Experience first, but I would recommend it!! It can be found on my Masterlist as well! Pls check author notes at the end*

Pairing: Jimin x Female Reader x OC Vanessa

Genre & Rating: Smut, 18+ (kind of just pwp but like 97% porn!)

Warnings: bisexual!OC, bisexual/bi-curious!reader, threesome, oral (f & m. recieving),  dom!jimin, dom!OC, sub!reader (y/n is kinda getting passed around in this idk), a little degradation, some praise, sexual insecurities, breast fondling, handjob, blowjob, bondage? (Y/n gets tied up with a belt), sexual intercourse, unprotected sex (pls be safe guys), use of sex toys (dildos), honestly it’s hard to put warnings because so much happened here and it’s absolutely filthy pls just read with caution!!

Length: 7.2k words

*This fic is currently un-edited*

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“Jimmmiinn,” you said in a sing-song tone.

“Oh god,” he groaned playfully. “What is it y/n?”

“Well, I saw an interesting post on Twitter earlier and it got me thinking-”

“Well that’s never good,” he cut you off, a teasing smile on his face.

“Shut up!” you laughed, moving to straddle his lap. You knew you would have to up the sex appeal for what you were about to propose to him.

“There was a woman who made a tweet about how she and her boyfriend had a threesome with some other girl and he ended up getting the girl pregnant.”

“Wow.. that’s terrible. She must be heart-broken,” he frowned but you couldn’t help but smile a little at how your boyfriend was always so thoughtful towards other people’s feelings, even those he didn’t know.

“Yeah, it sucks. She was super upset….”

“Yeah,” he studied your face, trying to see any reason why you’d be bringing this up to him. “Y/n, where exactly is this going?”

“Well… I was just curious about whether you have ever had a threesome before?” you asked shyly, making yourself a bit smaller in his lap. When you had planned the conversation out in your head hours earlier, you didn’t think you would be this nervous.

“Have I ever had a threesome?” your boyfriend raised his eyebrows as he repeated your question.

“Honestly, yes, with two girls. BUT it was a long time ago -- way before we met, and super random.”

You remembered the conversation you had with him a few months ago about your inexperience  when you had sucked him off for the first time, and you couldn’t help but frown. His reassurance from before had definitely made you feel much better, but his answer was disappointing. You wanted him to say no. You wanted him to never have done anything as “freaky” as having a threesome. But it is supposed to be every man’s dream, right? Or maybe that’s just a bad stereotype. Either way, he’s done it.

The sex between you and Jimin was always good, but always the same. Never switching it up much, usually vanilla, nothing but soft touches. The first and only time you had ever seen a more dominant side to him was when he was coaching you through giving your first blow job and you absolutely loved it. You wanted to see that side of him again. And although his reassurance was nice, upon hearing his answer to your question, you immediately went back into questioning if you were good enough to please him. I mean how could you, who had been a virgin a few months ago, compete with his sexual experience of having two girls at once.

But really, you felt most disappointed because you wanted him to say no so that it could be something you’d experience for the first time together.

And Jimin being the ever observant boyfriend he was immediately picked up on mood shift. “Babe?”

“Hmm?”

“What’s wrong? And before you tell me ‘nothing,’ I know you’re lying,” he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer towards his body.

You sighed. “I asked for a reason but then I kind of just got into my own head just now, and now I don’t know how I feel. Just forget I asked, it’s stupid. I’m stupid,” you tried to move off of his lap, making him tighten his hold on you.

“Okay, woah woah woah, slow down. Why did you ask, and what did you think because of the answer? I need you to talk to me okay, I’m right here,” he brought one hand up to cup your cheek, guiding you to look him in the eyes. You melted at his words once again, getting ready to spill your guts.

“Well… I was.. It’s just.. You being with two girls made me feel a little insecure,” you confessed, avoiding his eyes.

Jimin sighed deeply before removing his other arm from around you to hold your face in his both hands, forcing you to look at him again. “This is the last time we’re having this conversation. This will be the last time that I tell you nothing I did in the past matters anymore. I love you; I only want you. You are perfect in every aspect of the word.” He kissed you and you wanted to cry. You loved this man so much.

“Okay,” you gave him a sad smile after your lips left each other. “I only asked because… well.. I wanted you to not have done it before because….. I wanted us to try it together,” you mumbled that last part under your breath, hoping he couldn’t hear you, but he did. And he was dumbfounded.

“You- you want to have a thre- threesome?”

You winced at his question. “Yes.. is that crazy?”

“No!” he rushed to make sure you knew he wasn’t judging you. “Babe it’s not crazy at all, I just didn’t think it would be something you were into.”

“Well… are you into it?”

“I mean, I guess I could be. I don’t particularly like the idea of sharing you though,” he joked, easing your nerves just a bit.

“Well I’d be sharing you too. Plus I want it to be with another girl!”

“Oh.”

To say Jimin was surprised would be an understatement. Everything about this conversation had shocked him, but this? He would have never seen this coming.

“Well.. do you like girls? In that way? Is that what this is about?” he asked thoughtfully.

“I’ve been attracted to women in the past, yes, but I’ve never really thought about it too deeply. Women are just beautiful, ya know?” you chuckled. “I would like to experience being with a girl to see how I like it, but we really don’t have to -”

“We can if you’re comfortable with it,” he cut you off. “I just- are you sure this is a good idea? If we do this, I don’t want you comparing yourself to the other girl.”

“I won’t! I mean… I’ll try my best not to. But I honestly think it could be fun. Doing things with you, and getting to have my first experience with another girl at the same time.”

And you also thought that Jimin having a new memory of a threesome that you were in replacing the memory of the old one could be a plus too.

“Okay then, let’s do it,” he smiled and kissed you.

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It was a girl you had gone to high school with, Vanessa. She had came out as bisexual and openly dated and hooked up with both sexes. You weren’t exactly friends but had always been friendly enough with each other due to having common acquaintances. And she was hot. And also super nice. When you had reached out to her and explained your situation, she agreed with little to no reluctance.

Jimin took the backseat, wanting you to have the final decision in everything. In his mind, all he had to do was show up and make sure you were happy and feeling secure in your relationship. He wanted this entire experience to be about you and what you wanted which is why he easily agreed to the girl you chose, not taking much interest in her in the first place. He only had eyes for you and made sure to let you know as much as he could in the days leading up to the time you scheduled with Vanessa.

Now sitting in Jimin’s bedroom with your two partners, you felt a little more than awkward with the situation; however, Vanessa was quick to create a pleasant atmosphere with Jimin’s help.

“So, is there anything off limits for you two?” she asked.

You and Jimin shared a look, realizing that this was probably something you should have discussed beforehand. “Well.. uh, Y/n?” Jimin offered the question to you.

“Um… I don’t think so? Maybe just nothing with anal cause I’ve never done that before. Other than that, I think I’m good.”

“Alright, I can work with that,” Vanessa smiled sweetly. “Anything else?”

“No, I think we’re all set,” said Jimin.

“Great. Well then….” Vanessa got up and started moving towards you with a predatory gaze. “Let’s get these clothes off you,” she started removing your jacket after pulling off her own.

She caressed your arm before straddling your lap. You wrapped your arms around her waist, looking up at her with slightly scared eyes. She giggled at you before kissing you. The kiss was slow as she was clearing testing the waters, and when she started grinding down on your lap, you took the initiative to slip your tongue into her mouth, but she kept in control of the kiss anyways. As Vanessa rocked her hips on you, she moved your hands to make you grab her ass.

And Jimin sitting next to you was getting hard beyond belief at the sight of you two all over each other. Frankly, it makes him feel like one of those horny teenage boys who always fantasize about two women being together. He decided to intervene, coughing slightly to remind the two of you of his presence.

Vanessa pulled away from the kiss at that sound, smirking before she moved to sit in his lap too. His hands found a place on her waist, but he was sure to look at you for confirmation before doing anything. When you gave him a small nod, they moved to kiss each other. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the feeling of her lips, but at the end of the day, they just weren’t yours.

“Move towards the headboard,” Vanessa sent the command to you once she pulled away from your boyfriend’s lips.

You followed her instructions and watched as she got off of Jimin’s lap and sunk to her knees in between his legs. Jimin had to take in a breath at the sight of her seductive eyes looking back at her. She unbuckled his belt, pulled it through the loops of his jeans and placed it in his hands, muttering a quick ‘hold this’ before starting to rub him through his pants. And when she licked him through his pants, he leaned back on his palms, waiting for her to get to work with her mouth. However, she had other plans.

“Oh Jimin, as fine as you are… and you are VERY fine, I’m more interested in playing with her,” she nodded her head towards you.

Having been sitting near the headboard this whole time and just watching, you were expecting the same as Jimin, that Vanessa was going to give him a blowjob, so when the attention was suddenly centered on you, you froze.

She stood to her feet and pulled you by your ankles to make you lay down. While you tried to control your breathing, Vanessa whispered something in your boyfriend's ear and stood back while Jimin approached you, smirking. He spread your legs and crawled in between them to sit on his knees, coming down to kiss you. His hands find your waist and begin tugging up the hem of your shirt before it's pulled over your head and thrown on the floor. You take the initiative to unhook your bra too before laying back down, pulling Jimin to kiss you again before breaking away.

“Y/n, Jimin is going to tie you up,” Vanessa comes to the side of the bed, breaking you out of the trance Jimin’s lips just put you in.

You felt Jimin bring your wrists together and wrap his belt around them, fastening them to one of the bars of the headboard. You tugged at the restraints to find that they weren’t too tight but tight enough that you couldn’t  break free which made you a little tense. Sensing this, Jimin rubbed your thighs to soothe you and leaned down to press sweet kisses to the side of your neck.

“You doing okay?” he whispered.

“Yes… kiss me,” you replied and your lips connected once more.

Jimin schooched down the bed and took your panties and shorts off with him, leaving you bare for Vanessa who took Jimin’s place in between your legs. She kissed your lips, then moved to your neck leaving tiny love bites, and worked her way down to your breasts massaging both of them in her hands and licking and biting one of your nipples while looking you directly in the eyes before switching to the other. Behind her, you saw Jimin leaning against the wall in your room, staring at the sight before him and looking absolutely delectable. You couldn’t help the tiny moans you let out, so aroused that your wetness was starting to drip out of you and onto the bed.

When Vanessa had enough of teasing you, she turned back to look at boyfriend. “Do you eat your girlfriend out a lot Jimin?”

“Whenever she wants.”

“Good. Tell me how she likes it then,” Vanessa turned back to you, smirking before kissing down the length of your torso and biting at the inside of your thigh, closest to where you need her. You felt her breath puff out against you, creating a cooling sensation.

Jimin moved towards the bed and sat on his knees near your head, looking at you once before turning to watch Vanessa as he gave her instructions.

“Lick up her slit a few times, slowly,” he said and watched as she did so. “Good, now use the tip of your tongue to circle around her clit and then suck on it… fuck, just like that.”

Jimin couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of this woman eating you out. He was really turned on by it and you could tell when you saw him gripping himself through his tight jeans. At that moment, you decided to help him get off too.

“Fuck… uh, Jimin?” He finally turned his eyes towards you and all you saw was lust. “Fuck my mouth while she eats me out… please?”

And he didn’t even have to think twice before removing his clothes, joining you back on the bed. You tilted your head in his direction and stuck your tongue out, allowing him to gently tap it with the tip of his cock a few times. When you heard him whisper out a quiet ‘fuck,’ you suckled on the tip a little bit, swirling your tongue around it before letting him stick more of his length into your mouth. He let out a moan at the feeling of your mouth around him, and then let out another one when he turned to see Vanessa still eating you out after getting the hang of it.

He watched as she licked on your clit, sucked it and then thrust her tongue into your center a few times, causing you to let out little moans around him. Vanessa licked her way back up to your clit before lightly slapping your clit. The shock from it had you jolting up, taking more of Jimin in your mouth and when he felt your throat tighten around him, he threw his head back in pleasure, trusting into your mouth a little more aggressively.

“Fuck Vanessa, do that again,” he directed her and she listened, making you cry out around Jimin’s cock.

He brought his hand down to your head to remove the hair that was falling into your eyes and wrapped one hand around the back of your neck to thrust into your mouth more easily. “Fuck her open with your fingers,” he commanded while looking straight into your eyes, still thrusting.

When you felt Vanessa collect some of your wetness on a finger before sliding it in and sucking on your clit again, you gagged around Jimin. He let out a deep moan of your name at the feeling before taking himself out of your mouth to let you breathe. You coughed a few times and then he came down to kiss you again but all you could do was let out moans against his mouth as Vanessa added another finger into you and curled them, pushing that spongy spot inside of you.

“Does what she’s doing feel good, baby?” he asked.

“Yes.. it feels really good,” you nodded. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you confessed.

“Jimin,” Vanessa stilled her fingers but licked against your clit just once. “Do I stop, or should we let her cum?”

“Hmm,” he looked down at you. “I don’t know. She’s been good, hasn’t she?” his hand traveled down to your soaking pussy, two fingers rubbing  your clit.

“Yessss,” you whined, and then Vanessa began fucking you with her fingers again.

“Oh God, s-so soo close,” you breathed out.

“Yea? You gonna be a good little slut and come for us Y/n?” Jimin asked, slapping your clit lightly before rubbing again. And then you saw white as your orgasm took over, your back arching as you pulled at the belt against your wrists. Vanessa held your hips down and legs open while Jimin continued rubbing you through your orgasm before he saw it was too much for you.

“Good girl,” Vanessa cooed, rubbing your thigh as you came down from your high. “So good for me and your boyfriend,” she giggled as she pressed kisses into your thigh.

“What happens now?” you asked breathlessly.

“I don’t know.. Should we keep her tied up?” Jimin directs his question to Vanessa.

“Hmmm.. no. I think I have an idea,” she replied, moving off the bed to strip out her clothes and get something out of her backpack.

After Jimin undid the belt, he kissed both of your wrists, wrapping them around his neck taking you into his arms to kiss your lips. You giggled, loving how your boyfriend could be so caring a minute after calling you a slut and making you cum with another person you forgot was in the room until you felt her hands rubbing your backside and kissing your neck.

“I have a strap,” she whispered in your ear. “Can I fuck you?”

You weren’t expecting this, so you looked at your boyfriend in shock, but when you saw in his eyes that he was turned on by the thought of you getting fucked with a plastic dick, you said yes.

“Sorry Jimin, she’s mine for the next few minutes,” Vanessa jokingly pushed him away and he sat against the headboard, gripping his hard length.

You watched as Vanessa tied the strap around her waist, and then she gathered your hair into one hand and moved your head towards the plastic dick, prompting you to get on your hands and knees,

“Suck on it a little bit, Y/n. Get it nice and wet so I can fuck you with it.”

You looked up at her and then down at the fake penis and opened your mouth, allowing her to guide it into your mouth. It was different from what you were used to, missing the warmth and thick girth that your boyfriend provided, but being a bit lengthier. You bob your head on it, coating it with your saliva before pulling back.

“Stay right there,” Vanessa whispered, kissing you and patting your check before moving behind you, giving you a full view of your boyfriend with his hand wrapped around his cock, precum dripping from the tip. He stared back at you with an intensity you’ve never seen from him before.

Vanessa watched the two of you for a second before harshly smacking your right ass cheek, making you whimper and arch your back even more.

“Is Jimin the only person who’s ever fucked you Y/n?” Vanessa asked while rubbing the tip of the toy against your wetness, slightly pushing into you and then quickly pulling out, effectively teasing you.

“Yes,” you breathe out.

“Yea? Well let’s change that, hmm?”

And then she slid the toy into you. You were so wet that there was little to no resistance because of how wet you’ve been the whole time. And again, you were missing the warmth that comes with Jimin’s cock, but this plastic one still felt good enough to make you almost scream out ‘oh shit’ as she bottomed out into you. She pulled out, and gave you a few more thrusts, allowing you to adjust to the toy. She tightened her grip on your waist, and sped up her movements a bit. Once she was able to fuck you more easily, she brought her hand to your head and pushed it down towards the bed, making you arch your back further and allowing her to go deeper.

“That feel good Y/n?”

“So good, so so good,” your moans muffled out into the pillow she was holding your head into.  out as you felt her hitting that spongy spot inside of you again.

Vanessa leaned down towards you, moving the hair that had fanned out across your cheek to the side and whispered in your ear, “tell your boyfriend how much you like it.”

With your head still pressed into the pillow, your eyes traveled up your boyfriend's body. His hard cock was standing at attention, tip red with precum leaking out, his hand wrapped tightly around it. He was lazily stroking it as he watched the scene before him. Your eyes traveled up more to see his toned chest and the bottom half of his face where he was biting his lip so hard it looked like he might draw blood.

Once your eyes found your boyfriends, you were surprised, as you had never seen his eyes so dark before, so full of lust. You had never seen him so turned on. “I like it,” you groaned out onto the pillow.

Jimin used his free hand to slip the pillow from under your head. “ What was that? I couldn’t hear you, slut.”

“I like it,” you nearly screamed as Vanessa was hitting all the right spots within you.

“Yea? You like getting fucked by Vanessa? You like her using that plastic in you while I’m sitting here, aching for you? You have me right here but you also needed the dildo cause you’re a greedy little whore, aren’t you?”

It was at this moment that you became aware of your boyfriend's degradation kink. You also found that you liked being degraded.

“Fuck yes!” you yelled out as you felt Vanessa move her hand underneath your body, her fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in a circular motion while continuing to pound you into the bed.

You were close. So close to coming again when you felt Vanessa stop, and pull your body up by your hair. You were at eye level with Jimin now and continued to hold eye contact with him as Vanessa gave you little shallow strokes in this new position.

“You’re letting somebody slut you out in front of your own boyfriend. Imagine what our classmates would think Y/n. You were always such a good girl,” she said, giving you a sharp thrust. “See how hard your boyfriend is for you, hmm? You got wetter when he was talking to you just now. Why don’t you be a good girl and go help him out. Go ride him Y/n.”

“Come here, pretty girl,” he called to you and held out his hand for you to take. It sounded like his voice had dropped another octave or two.

Once you were close enough, his hands gripped your waist and guided you to straddle his lap. As you were still kind of inexperienced, Jimin knew you still felt a little insecure about your riding skills, so he decided to guide you.

“You still okay?” he whispered.

“Yea.. are you?” you smiled and looked down at his hard length, wrapping your hand around it. He hissed at the feeling and dove in for a kiss.

You felt  Vanessa sneak up behind you and replace your hand on Jimin’s dick, sliding it back and forth between your sopping wet folds as the two of you continue to kiss. When Vanessa lines Jimin up with your entrance, Jimin breaks the kiss and uses his grip on your waist to pull you down onto his length. Both of your mouths drop open, momentarily speechless at the feeling. It felt much different than what you had experienced with Vanessa. He was warm inside of you. He was familiar… It felt like returning home.

Vanessa’s hands joined Jimin’s on your waist, and they both began to guide you to move up and down on his cock. You wrapped your arms around his neck to try and ground yourself somehow when Vanessa continued guiding you while Jimin focused his efforts on thrusting up into you.

“Oh my God,” Jimin whined as his lips found purchase on your neck, leaving kisses all over the area and little love bites.

“Now keep bouncing on your boyfriend’s cock just like that,” Vanessa said as she released her hold on you. You felt one of her hands travel from your waist and up your torso, stopping to play with one of your breasts and lightly pinch your nipple and then move further up until it was wrapped around your neck, slightly choking you. Her other hand moved to play with your clit again. You closed your eyes and cried out as soon as you felt her fingers on you. You weren’t going to last much longer, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it.

“Jimin, I think we’re about to make your girlfriend cum,” Vanessa teased, tightening her grip on your throat.

“I think you’re right,” he lightly chuckled. “Look at me, pretty girl,” Jimin said, slapping your thigh and then letting his hands replace Vanessa’s on your waist. “Look right at me baby, open your eyes.”

You did as he commanded and were met with a sight you loved to see. Your boyfriend looked absolutely wrecked. Sweat dripping from his forehead, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from bites and kisses, and eyes darker than ever.

Jimin’s look paired with the dirty talk you couldn’t quite comprehend that Vanessa was whispering into your was pushing you over the edge.

“My pretty girl is gonna cum for me, right? My pretty little slut is gonna cum all over my cock, hmm? Keep those eyes open. Right on me.”

And you did exactly as he said. Your orgasm hit you, leaving your jaw slack and your body leaning back into Vanessa. Your legs started shaking as you raised yourself off his cock and let out heavy pants. Vanessa sat back with you between her legs, cooing at you, calling you all kinds of ‘pretty’ and ‘good girl’ as you came down from your high.

Without your knowledge, as you were busy trying to catch your breath, Jimin and Vanessa shared a quick look and head nod before both of their full attention were back on you. Jimin crawled in between your open legs and pressed a light kiss on your forehead as Vanessa continued to stroke your arms in a comforting way.

“You’re doing so well for us, y/n,” he said, pecking your lips. “You want to keep going?”

You were fucked out of your mind at this point, and so, you just nodded your head and gave your boyfriend a stupid smile.

“Okay. Stay just like this for me,” he sweetly stroked your cheek. “Vanessa, hold her legs open,” he instructed.

Vanessa held your legs up using the area behind your knees and then widened them. This position essentially left you immobile as you were laying directly on Vanessa and couldn’t move backwards either. And it’s exactly what Jimin wanted.

He slapped the tip of his cock against your sensitive and engorged clit a few times, smiling at your whining before using his hand to guide himself into your entrance once more.

“Fuck Y/n, you feel so good,” he groaned as he bottomed out. “Always so fucking good for me.”

His hands gripped your torso and he began fucking you faster, fucking you with purpose. The wet sound of skin slapping against skin mixed with your non stop moaning filled the room. You were so wet that he slipped out of you and he re-entered you, quickly resuming his previous movements.

The feeling was becoming too much for you to handle, too good, and you started wiggling your hips a little trying to move back, but it was impossible to do so with Vanessa’s grip on your legs and her body directly behind yours. Your boyfriend realized what you were trying to do and let out a deep chuckle.

“Vanessa,” Jimin calls out to her as he started slowing down his thrusts. . “Do you wanna know a secret?”

“Mmmhmm,” she hummed in response, too focused on watching your boyfriend move in and out of you.

“Y/n here is a runner,” he grunted. “Almost every time I fuck her, she tries to run from me. That’s why I’m happy you’re here.”

He looks down at you while you look up at him and his grip on your toso tightens. He stops his movements inside of you completely before lowering himself more towards you and giving you a light peck on your lips.

“There’s nowhere-” hard thrust “for you-” hard thrust “to run-” harder thrust “now.”

He began fucking you harder and harder, and you didn’t think you had ever felt him so deeply inside of you before. You could also feel Vanessa holding onto your legs tighter and grinding against the bed, no doubt turned on by the scene between you and your lover unfold right in front of her.

“Hmm.. look at how well you’re taking that dick Y/n. I know it feels so good. You should never run from it, sweetie,” said Vanessa. “Do you wanna cum again? Want your boyfriend to have you shaking all over his cock again?”

“Yes,” you looked up to her and answered, being so fucked out you were barely able to get the word out.

“Well I’m not the one fucking you am I?” she nodded towards Jimin. “Tell your boyfriend what you want. Ask him to let you cum.”

You refocused your attention on the man fucking into you. At this point, your eyes were so low that you could barely see him. Before you could even say anything, he shook his head at you causing you to whine once more.

“Can I please cum, Jimin? I’ve been so good for you and Vanessa. Please make me cum. Please let me cum. Please, please, please, please, please,” you cried. You could hear the desperation in your own voice and normally you would’ve been embarrassed, but you wanted to come so badly that you couldn’t even find it within yourself to care.

“You wanna come baby? I’ll make you cum.”

And you were so close, so so close to that feeling, that undeniable bliss you had been chasing, but Jimin stopped fucking you to reposition your body with the help of the girl holding you. Now Vanessa was sitting on her knees, your torso on her thigh, and holding your legs back while Jimin’s hands were on your hips, holding them up off the bed. As he continued fucking you, much harder and faster now, your body rocked back and forth against Vanessa’s thighs. And every thrust he gave you was pushing into your g-spot once more. They could both tell you were super close now, and Vanessa almost dropped one of your legs to move her hand towards your clit again until Jimin directed her not to.

“Don’t touch her,” he directed the comment towards Vanessa. “If she wants to cum, she’s gonna do it just like this… fuck,” he groaned.

The feeling of him pressing into your g-spot repeatedly left you shaking, and the sound of his thighs slapping against your ass left your ears ringing. It was like you were feeling everything all at once, but the feelings felt so good that you were numb. As Jimin was fucking you as best as he could and Vanessa was trying to sooth you with her words and light kisses on your forehead, all you could do was yell out any and everything that came to mind about how it felt so good, how it was too much, how you never wanted it to end, and how badly you wanted– needed to come.

And eventually, you did. The feeling was so intense, so overpowering and euphoric that you didn’t even realize you were crying. Or how hard your legs were shaking, or that you had squirted all over your boyfriend’s lower abdomen.

You didn’t register anything that had happened until you heard both Vanessa and your boyfriend cooing at you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you up towards him and pressing his lips against your own. Vanessa rubbed your back as he hugged you, both of them whispering praises in your ear like no tomorrow.

You were thoroughly fucked out. There was no way you would be able to take anymore and they both knew that. You knew that both Vanessa and Jimin had not cum yet as both of them had been focusing their energy on trying to make you cum. You also knew that Jimin wouldn’t make a move towards her without your permission first, so despite you being tired, you decide to make the first move for them.

“Vanessa, lay down,” you commanded, but your voice came out smaller than you expected it to.

Nevertheless, she laughed before doing as you asked, and you joined her on the bed. Your lips connected and before you knew it, you were in a heated make out session with lip biting and tongue everywhere. You hummed into the kiss before moving your lips down her neck, across her collarbones, and to her breast leaving little kisses in your wake. Your hands found both of her breasts, squeezing and massaging them just to get a feel, as you had never felt a pair that wasn’t your own. And then your lips wrapped around one of her nipples, sucking lightly and then giving the same treatment to the other. One of your hands slid down the rest of her body and found its way to her wet center.

When your cool hands connected with her wet warmth, she let out a deep sigh. You quickly looked back at Jimin, signaling that you wanted him to join you, thus he began kissing Vanessa and playing with her tits as you abandoned them for her pussy. After completely coating your index finger in her wetness, you slid it into her wet hole and heard her moan out even louder, asking you to add in another finger. And you did just that, slowly finger fucking her while moving further down on the bed. You had never touched a girl in this way, and you had never eaten a girl out, but you figured you might as well try it now.

When your face reached her center, you gave her clit a little experimental lick, and you felt her wiggle her hips a bit. She was too occupied with what Jimin was doing with her to give you directions, so you just decided to go for it and wrap your lips around her clit, sucking it harshly.

“Fuck y/n, that’s so good. Just like that please.”

Her little praise motivated you to keep going, changing the angle of your fingers inside of her and eating her out more messily, so much so that her juices were spreading over your face. You looked up to see her jerking your boyfriend off while he was still teasing her nipples. They were both so close, and you wanted them both to cum after they had fucked you so well.

“Jimin, come fuck her,” you said, before going back down to lick her once more.

When his eyes met yours to see that you were 100% okay with it, he obeyed and you switched spots with him. You watched him give himself a few more jerks before lining up with her entrance, but you stopped him with a low ‘wait’ before he could go in. Your eyes met his and you gave him the most sultry look you could muster before you bent down and took his length into your mouth, deepthroating him immediately and keeping your eyes on his the entire time as you began bobbing your head on him as well. You took him out of your mouth and spit on his length, rubbing it up and down on him trying to get him nice and wet.

“Now you can fuck her,” you smirked, letting him go and moving back towards Vanessa. He really never thought that you would be so freaky, and in that moment, Jimin wanted to bend you over and fuck you again, but he figured he would save it for another day.

He slid his cock into Vanessa, stretching her out and watching as she gasped at the feeling.

“Hoy fuck,” she moaned. “My god y/n, your boyfriend feels amazing. So so big. God, I’m not gonna last,” she whined.

“That’s okay,” Jimin started. “I’m not gonna last much longer either,” he said as he started to speed up.

As he was fucking her, you went to sit next to him and watch. You never thought you would be turned on watching your boyfriend with someone else, but the sight in front of you was nothing short of incredible. Who wouldn’t be turned while watching two extremely hot people fuck?

You momentarily stole his attention when you kissed on his neck, prompting him to turn his head and kiss you fully. But you didn’t wanna ruin this for Vanessa, so you broke away from him and crawled closer to her, kissing her again before running a hand down the length of her body before connecting your fingers with her clit. You rubbed fast circles against it, leaving her moaning into your mouth and tightening around Jimin’s cock before her jaw dropped completely.

“Fuck I’m close,” he warned, speeding up his thrusts. “I’m so fucking close. Oh my god.”

“Me too, me too,” Vanessa groaned.

“Y/n, turn around, come here,” Jimin instructed.

And so you changed your position so that you were straddling Vanessa’s stomach, facing Jimin and matching his height at the moment. Your fingers resumed their work on her clit which made her cry out once more, and one of Jimin’s hands moved to wrap around the back of your neck. And while Vanessa began to rub and play with your ass that was in front of her, your boyfriend pulled you in for a kiss while he continued to fuck into the girl below you. Even though he was fucking someone else, his focus was still on you, just like it always was.

And when Jimin began to fuck her harder, hitting all the right spots, she came with a loud “oh shit.” It was the leg shaking, toes curling, eyes rolling back kind of orgasm that Vanessa rarely ever got when she had sex with guys. She became impossibly tight and Jimin slipped out of her while you moved from on top of her to next to her, rubbing her stomach in a soothing manner like she had done for you when you came.

After Vanessa had a quick breather, she pulled you to join her on the floor as you both sat on your knees. You had a feeling that you knew where she was going with this, so you held your hand out for your boyfriend to take, leading him to stand in front of both you and Vanessa. Jimin could’ve cum at the sight below him– two girls that he had fucked and completely wrecked, one of them which he was completely in love with. And his dick was incredibly hard, possibly harder than it had been ever before.

Both you and Vanessa wrapped a hand around him and began stroking him together. And you decided to suck on his tip while Vanessa stroked the rest of his length. Jimin threw his head back in absolute pleasure and let out the loudest moan you’d heard from him yet. His hand found the back of your head, wanting you to lower your mouth a bit, and Vanessa followed your bobbing movements with her hand until she decided to change course and began suckign on his balls. After a few seconds of this, when the feeling became too much, Jimin finally came down your throat with a loud moan of your name as Vanessa was still fondling his balls and until he let go of you fell back to sit on the bed.

You tried your best to swallow the sticky substance, but as all of it didn't end up in your mouth and began dripping on your cheek, Vanessa licked it off of your face before kissing you with tongue to get more.

“Fucking hell..” Jimin sighed, watching the scene before him.

When you finally broke away from the kiss with Vanessa and met his eyes, you giggled before turning back to Vanessa and giving her one last peck. Your boyfriend held out his hand to help you stand up and join him on the bed before offering the same thing to Vanessa. She only stood and then put her hands on her hips, loudly breathing out before looking down at the both of you on the bed. A shy smile spread across your face before you snuggled closer to your boyfriend, and Vanessa just giggled, finding you to be extremely cute.

She excused herself to the bathroom to shower before packing her things up and getting ready to go. You showed her out, hugged her goodbye, and thanked her once again for joining you both.

When she left and you rejoined Jimin, you couldn’t meet his eyes, not after all of the depraved shit you just did. And when you went to sit on the opposite side of the bed, he knew something was up.

“You’re freaking out in your head right now, aren’t you?” he chuckled.

“Well how could I not be freaking out. We just did…. all of.. that!”

“I know,” he whispered, getting up to join you on your side of the bed. He pushed you to lay down and then laid on top of you, forcing you to look him in the eyes. “But you liked it, right? It wasn’t too much for you?” You could hear the concern in his voice.

“No… I did like it. I’m probably gonna be really sore for the next couple of days, but I’d say this experience was worth it,” you laughed.

“Then that’s all that matters, Y/n. That, and the fact that I absolutely love you,” he said.

He kissed you and the smile grew across your face.

You knew that any future experiences you had, whether they be sexual or not, you wanted them all to be with him.

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Notes: If you’ve read this before it’s because I previously posted and private this twice but OMMMGGG, I’m kinda getting emotional right now because I worked on this fic for over a year and generally haven’t posted in about two years. This is the longest fic I’ve written thus far (also the smuttiest) and I’m kind of proud of it. I can’t promise that I’ll write more but if this story is received well, then I’ll definitely make an effort to try. Hope anyone who comes across this enjoys and PLEASE leave feedback; it’s greatly appreciated! :) Also, I’m also planning to keep this little “series” going and write about more of Y/n’s firsts so stay tuned for that!

Another thing, I have more time in my schedule to write now so IM REOPENING MY REQUESTS! SEND SOME IN PLZ & THNX! 

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❌ Black Mail

WARNINGS: fem reader, nonconsensual, baby trapping, creampie, aggression, manhandling,  oral, blackmail, Virgin, bi reader, canonverse, degradation, semi-breeding kink, light fluff

WORD COUNT: 7.7k

NOTE: This is my first fanfiction. I may rewrite this fic. I have never been much of a  writer and am typically not really into fiction. (Aot is a rare one!) I have always been into royal history. And there are so many biographies dedicated to the sex lives of like Henry VIII and Julius Cesar, Catherine the Great, etc. 

SYNOPSIS: (Y/N) is a sexually repressed noble Marlyean girl. Who struggles with the guilt of her sexual desires and prejudice beliefs. She takes up new interests out of boredom and desperation and gets more than she bargains for.

 Her mother always told her she was too curious for her own good. She was always sticking her nose into others' business. (Y/N) couldn't help herself. Like many other women who grew up in the aristocracy, she was bored. Aristocratic parents had their daughters receive the same education as their sons. However (Y/N) knew she could not fully use her education to its full potential. (Y/N) family had intermarried within the Marleyan royalty for over three thousand years. as a result, she was gifted with a life full of excess and privilege. It made many things too easy for her in life. Too much excessive time on her hands. She had developed a different interest to subside her boredom.

 (Y/N) loved history and research; she spent many days and late nights researching and reading the history of her people and nation.  She aspired to be a researcher and historical professor; however, that dream would never transpire because of her sex and status. High-ranking women are destined to be a woman of great virtue from birth to death.

The first duty is to make a tremendously prestigious marriage. Secondly, manage a sizable luxurious estate.

And most importantly, to spend the rest of her birthing years having as many heirs as possible. 

The thought of her future never interested her. Only her guilty pleasures kept her interest. She had another love, another guilty pleasure she dared not tell a soul. The nobility of Marley was an incredibly tight, neat circle.

Everyone knew everyone. (Y/N) loved hearing the gossip and scandals of the other ruling families. The most salacious rumor at the moment spreading around the court involved a prominent Marlyean Duke. It was alleged that he had a bastard child with every Eldian woman he hired at his estate. His wife was forced to bear the humiliation that came with each and every child. These types of relations frequently happen. Prominent Marleyan men took willing and sometimes unwilling house servants as mistresses, over half of them being Eldian. (Y/N) had hardly ever been around many Eldians. She knew many of the Marleyan noblemen had children outside of marriage. It was an open secret. 

Most prim societies choose to turn a blind eye to such relations. However, there was unfortunate hypocrisy for Marleyan aristocratic women indulging in the same activity. (Y/N) had once heard a story about a great Lord's daughter having an adulterous affair with an Eldian man. She was engaged to an Earl at the time of this forbidden engagement. As a result, She later gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. The child had a slight eye infection when she was born, and the doctors did a complete health examination, including a blood work test. And the truth was discovered. The Lord's daughter, who received the most lenient punishment for those all involved, was sent to an asylum for shaming her family and husband. Her Eldian lover was tortured along with sentence to death. As for the baby, there are only rumors about what happened to her. Most likely killed as well or, if lucky, dropped at the gates of the Eldian internment zone. The Lord's family station throughout society suffered as well. Her father was shunned, and his other children lost excellent marriage prospects. The poor woman was seen as a whore nothing but damaged goods.

Not only did the Lord's daughter lose her virginity outside of wedlock, but an additional level of shame was placed on her for fornicating with an Eldian demon. Y/N) pitied the Lord's daughter. She was left to rot in an asylum. Many who went into asylums were never seen or spoken about again. Sexuality scared (Y/N). It could lead to a woman's ruin. But late at night, she could not help but try and please herself. She had never once made herself fully orgasm. She'd take her finger and do small laps around her hard clit. . She had somewhat learned how to please herself through romance novels. (Y/N) knew if she were caught reading such filth, she'd be punished. She couldn't help herself. She throbbed at the idea of being filled by a man. (Y/N) could only imitate with her fingers. She wanted so desperately to be touched in such forbidden ways. She was 20 and still unmarried. She was a high asset in the marriage market.

 Her parents kept her unmarried to secure the best possible match for her. (Y/N) knew she would be sold to the highest bidder. What if she was forced to be engaged to a man 30 years her senior? It was a common occurrence. Giving her all to a man possibly edging on erectile dysfunction displeased her. Why should that matter, she thought. Sex was only meant for reproduction anything else is a sin. She did not know what her fate would be, but she did know she was tired of waiting. Was the Lord's daughter tired of waiting, too, (Y/N) wondered. The Lord's daughter was not the only woman in high society who had lusted after an Eldian man. Once at a ball (Y/N) had hidden in a closet to take advantage of their drunken state and over here all the scandalous things they would say. 

The group of women had a reputation for being distasteful. (Y/N) had even heard that they practice witchcraft. She was so excited to hear about their mystically depraved lives, but she heard something different. Sex!

 Each woman went around and announced a man they'd wished to bed. Some admitted they wanted to bed each other's fathers, brothers, and husbands. Every man the woman named was forbidden. 

"I'd love to have mad passionate sex with Willy Tybur," one woman admitted

 (Y/N) could not help but shudder in disgust Ew. That man looked like a snake!

 "Oh, so you would have sex with an Eldian?" Another woman said, shocked. A third woman chimed in

 "I absolutely would fuck Zeke Yeager." 

Most of the women couldn't help but agree. Zeke Yeager, the beast titan ?? How could they be attracted to such an Eldian demon? She had never seen Zeke in human form but once witnessed his titan. It was nothing short of someone's worst nightmare, evil red eyes. Eyes like a devil ! she thought.

"I wonder how large his cock is"

 "I think the strongest man in all of Marley has to have a large cock” a woman said as she slurred her words due to being drunk.

The women erupted in laughter. "He must get so much pussy” 

"I actually heard he’s quite a  prude and aloof." 

"Oh, Boo!"

 "I'd suck his cock any day." 

Regardless of how much she thought these women's fantasies were hedonistic and vile! Her pussy could not help but throb. Since she was a teenager (Y/N  had always felt constantly aroused. While growing up, she befriended maid girls around the same age as her. (Y/N) would convince the girls they had to "practice" with each other to prepare for intimate moments with their future husbands. She loved fondling the maid's girl's breast as she kissed their soft lips. (Y/N) had even convinced them to play with themselves in front of her. Unbeknownst to the girls (Y/N) would also be under the sheets playing with her wet cunt. (Y/N) adamantly had convinced herself this was all for her future husband. She liked to tell herself she was not enjoying this but practicing. She was a great lady of the house by offering to teach other girls. She wasn't compromising her virtue in any way. She'd only have her husband be the one to touch her in her sweet private parts. Soft whimpers, moans, and their sweet wet spilling pussies the way they kiss her neck while they circle her little nums.

She "constantly" reminded herself she was not into any of that. These girls were just helpful, and she was equally beneficial back. Using all she knew from her Romance novels about how to "practice," She had helped three maids throughout her teenage years. The Last one is an Eldian girl. (Y/N) was curious. The girl, adorable, will probably be a mistress to an aristocrat in no time. At first, when she heard that an Eldian had been hired at her parent's estate. She was naturally disgusted. How could they let such a wench be employed and in the same room as her? In all her 18 years, she had never encountered an Eldian person. Other than when she laid eyes on that beast, Zeke Yeager. She vowed to stay away from the girl. This girl may have been beautiful on the outside. She was probably just as evil as the rest of her people. 

As time went along, (Y/N) boredom sprung up again. This girl was sweet and gentle. This Eldian girl's lips were just as tender as others. Her breasts felt just as soft, and her pussy worked in all the same ways. And when (Y/N) sucked on her nipples, her moans and whimpers sounded similar.

For the next two years (Y/N) had started to doubt what she had been taught about the Eldians. She later concluded that maybe it was just the men who were cruel, forcing their poor wives into submission. Marleyan men, too, could be so abusive to their wives. An Eldian man's treatment probably far outweighed the cruelty of that of any Marleyan. That made the most sense to (Y/N). But if that were true, how could the noblewoman sent to the asylum have such a passionate love affair with an Eldian man? Was she starved for affection? Did she become desperate enough to become lovers with an Eldian man? What had made Eldians and Marleyan such bitter enemies for centuries anyways?

 She knew that her family, for over three millennia, had been enemies and rivals with the Fritz clan. 

Her ancestors had written first-hand accounts of the Eldian royal family passed down through generations.

She wanted to know the truth! Were Eldian people devils? or was that all just lies? 

 (Y/N) spent her time deep in her ancestor's stored archives studying Eldian history and literature. They had such a vast, rich history. She never knew she could love history and research on people who were supposedly devils. 

 Eldian people were just people like anyone else, men, women, and children. (Y/N) concluded. 

She chose to focus more of her studying on the Eldian monarchs. Their cruel kings had forced them into centuries of violence and terrorism against the world. They were the true devils! 

The Fritz family had been oppressive, ruling all with an iron fist. They even tortured and subjected their own people. She learned they would take mistresses from all over the world, whether the women consented to it or not. These Kings were only allowed to take a mistress if he could fully provide for all her needs. Back then, Eldian society had thought a woman's orgasm was imperative for conception. These kings were cruel yet remarkable at pleasing a woman in all her needs. 

(Y/N) was brought up believing that sex was for the man's pleasure only. Sex is basically considered a necessary evil to make heirs. Women were not meant to enjoy the intensity of sex but to lay back and do their duty for their country. (Y/N) jaw dropped when she realized the stark contrast in sexual relations. 

In her mind, she thought of the Eldian kings as Hedons. She did not realize she was incredibly turned on. (Y/N) wanted to know more about these murderous, animalistic, lustful Eldian kings. She had to learn more! 

The remaining accounts were, unfortunately, locked in a library in the Eldian internment zone. This Library had been closed to the public for over a hundred years. She wrestled with herself. She wanted so badly to go. The true danger would be in the Marleyan soldiers. She knew she'd have an easier time coming in than leaving. She decided then and that night to go to the Eldian internment zone (Y/N), snuck out, and took a late-night train. She looked out of the window, leaving the environment where she grew up. The train began moving faster, passing the most beautiful modern neoclassical architecture and mind-blowing Georgian landscapes. 

As the train ride went on, the buildings became less and less stellar. It took over an hour to get across Libero. Till she finally reached the interment zone. The sky looked a bit cloudy. She noticed as she stepped out off the train. She looked over at the gates. Officers were guarding every corner of the entrance. It would be a scandal if she were to be caught going in. A High society Marleyan heiress conversing with the lowest of society. She had stolen her maid's armband and unique permission papers that granted her access to leave the internment zone. As she showed the soldiers her paperwork, she could not help but notice their faces of discontent. She was let in without a fuss. The weather betrayed her, and it started to rain.  

After about an hour, she found the Library. There was a small window that (Y/N) snuggled into. It was dark and dusty. It looked as if many of these books had not been touched in decades. She passed multiple genres. Till she finally made it to the history section. (Y/N) found the area dedicated to Eldian Monarchs. She didn't know where to start. She glanced over hundreds of book titles until one caught her eye: Oral History: of The Sex Lives of the Eldian Kings. She pulled the book out of the shelf. It was covered in dust and cobwebs.

She started to open it when suddenly a large hand above her snatched the book out as soon as she opened the cover. 

"These archives have been closed to the public for over 100 years, and trespassing is highly illegal and may even warrant a death sentence," A man's voice said from behind her.

 (Y/N) turned around, a tall, broad-shouldered man stood in front of her. She was shocked; she couldn't even say a word. (Y/N) thought she was the only one here.

 She didn't even hear this man come behind her. She noticed the man was wearing a tan Marlyean military uniform. Of course, a soldier, she thought, someone trained in espionage. 

"Do you have special permission papers to be here? He glared down at her with only a foot space between them.

 If so, I need you to show them to me before you proceed any further," He said with authority. 

"Well, I," she trailed off, noticing his eldian armband. 

It wasn't yellow like the others but red, so he must be a warrior, a titan shifter. She grabbed his arm for further inspection to confirm what she was seeing. She looked up at the man. He stared back at her with annoyance waiting for her to speak. She could not help but notice an oval face with high cheekbones and a square-shaped jaw. His mid-sized muscular frame. He had golden skin and hair. And his eyes were large & blue. He is exceptionally handsome. This must be him. This must be the beast titan. She expected to see a devil, but she could only see a beautiful, alluring man staring back at her. He had such a sweet mouth that she could not help but admire them. She was in disbelief. As a result, she reached up and placed her hand on his thick lips. He interrupted her deep thoughts. 

"Can I have my arm back now? 

 

She was still holding a tight grip on him.

Are you going to speak or just stare at me all day?" he said in a low, threatening tone. 

The utter embarrassment had finally pushed her to speak. 

"Yes, hello, I'm a university student, and I was just doing a little research here. I am sorry I did not seek your permission before looking through the Library," (Y/N) said with a very shaken voice. 

He studied her face. "May I ask what you are doing here as well?" she asked. 

 "I'm a part of a particular unit in the military. I was granted special access to these archives to study ancient titan history to improve Marlyean warfare." 

He had a moment of silence, gathering his thoughts. 

"As far as I know, I am the only person who has been granted permission to be here. Let me see your papers. "He had his hand out.

She pulled out her previous Eldian maid's papers and handed them to him" He smirked. 

"You really expect me to fall for this? Do you think I am an idiot?" he chuckled slightly."

 "Give me proof of your real identity, or I'll be forced to turn you in to the authorities, or I'll have to personally punish you myself." 

Frightened about what could happen, she took out her actual Identification. And handed it to him. He let out a burst of roaring laughter.

"A Marleyan trying to lie about their identity and break into the Eldian internment zone! Usually, it's the other way around!  I should have known. You even had your armband upside down! I thought it was because you were crazy! "

He found her amusing and kept humoring himself with her presence. He bent down inches to her face. 

"What is a little rich girl like you doing here in the interment zone? Trying to get up to trouble?"

 God, she had been hoping her prominent family's name would get her spared for trespassing. She felt exposed and incredibly vulnerable in front of this large man. 

"No No I am no troublemaker! Just a student. 

Why was she so nervous (Y/N) thought. 

 I really want to be a researcher. A real one! Without any unbiased beliefs, I'm just here to find books about the relations between Eldia and Marley. I dedicated an immense amount of time and research to the history of Eldia. It’s been a true passion of mine for the past two years. I hate that I was lied to my whole life about  Eldians”.

She gasped and covered her mouth. Did she just commit treason? Will he think she’s a revolutionary? Why can’t she control herself around him?

“And” Zeke said toneless

“ Ummm, judging by the red armband."

She stammered through her words.

" You're a titan shifter; you must be Zeke Yeager. I know the other warriors are very young, but I've read the beast titan is almost the same age as me, so you must be him  Am I right?" 

She said, rambling with anxiety.

He backed away from her and looked into her eyes, carefully studying her thinking and what to say next. 

"So you've heard of me," he said casually. He seemed arrogant and used to the praise.

 "Of course, everyone has heard of you! You're Marley's wonderboy."

 He grabbed the top of her soaking dress and pulled her so close their chests almost touched.

 "I am not very impressed with flattery." So did you come to gawk at the devils like you're in a zoo? A girl like you has probably never even been this close to an Eldian man in your life. Well, take a good long look. This is what a devil looks like," Zeke stated in a sharp tone. 

He seemed like he could care less about being polite. 

"I have never been close to any man like this. Honestly, I completely sympathize with the Eldian commoners" He pushed her back.

 "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. There are Marlyean commoners too! Her racism had lessened over the years, But her classism did not. Her word vomit continued. This was awkward, and she could not help but feel utter embarrassment in front of this beautiful man. 

"Follow me," Zeke cut her off. (Y/N) was quite unsure about going any further with this man. She stood there, looking at him, unsure what to do. Even being alone with a man was considered to compromise one's purity. She looked out the window, and it was thundering and hailing. She had zero chance of getting home even if she wanted to. He chuckled, 

"You've gone mute again, I see." 

Before she had time to respond, Zeke grabbed her hand and began taking her with him. 

His basement was cozy. It looks as if Zeke had set up this room as his home away from home.

 "you must be freezing. I'll start the fireplace." Afterward, Zeke started to hand her books and papers. The books, reports, and letters were priceless information. 

She sat on the couch and Zeke at the table. She noticed he had a mini Library. 

"Thank you so much! You're being so kind to me. Why?" (Y/N) said 

 "It's always a pleasant surprise to meet an unbiased researcher. You seem inquisitive and empathetic. We need more people with attributes like you in society," Zeke stated softly. 

"What do you mean"

 "Most people walk around like sheep believing everything and anything said to them." Zeke's complement could not help but make her quiver 

His personality seemed to do a complete 180. He was warm now. Had he been testing her before? (Y/N) started looking through the books and documents he laid out for her while Zeke pulled out a Whiskey bottle. 

 Then handed a drink to her.

"Hmm, it tastes like top-shelf Whiskey, Yeager. You have great taste."

 "Ah, you're not as innocent as I thought." he chuckled. Zeke got up and disappeared for a second. He returned with a towel and shirt.

 "You probably want to put on dry clothes right now, and it looks like you won't get back home tonight. This is all I have to offer." 

(Y/N) began to unbutton the top part of her soaking dress, Zeke could already feel his male member hardened, and she had not even revealed herself yet.

 As she pulled down the front of her dress. Zeke did not mind seeing, but he wondered, was she this innocent? She probably only grew up around maids and nannies. He assumed she was probably used to changing and showing her body to her female household. She had no idea how to act in front of the opposite sex. His oversized shirt reached right above her thigh. Zeke could not help but look at how cute (Y/N) looked in his clothes. He noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. 

Zeke could see her nipples were hard. He knew it was wrong but could not look away, and Whiskey started taking his mind to other places. In all his 20 years, Zeke had not wasted his time on trivial love pursuits. And that included sex. It was hard. But he did not need even the slightest chance of himself producing a child. And the last person he could ever get involved with is a wealthy heiress from a Marleyan family. 

He knew the past of both Reiner and Annie. Both are a product of an illegal affair between a Marelyan and an Eldian. He knew Annie had been abandoned. Additionally, Renier's father wanted nothing to do with him, and his mother used him as a means to an end to get back at her lover and to receive an honorary Marlyean status. He felt nothing but deep remorse for his mixed raced comrades. It was already a painful life being Eldian, even more so being a child of royal blood or mixed race. 

To Zeke being a royal-blooded child meant to be used as a tool, a weapon even more so than the typical Eldian. He thought being a product of mixed-race relations only ensured abandonment by one or both parents. He use to not get how people could purposely conceive unwanted children.  He later realized people had primal instincts and needs that sometimes could not be completely controlled, even when the relations were detrimental to one's self.  Zeke had started to have a taste of it himself. 

Ever Since Zeke made a name for himself, All kinds of women and some men threw themselves at him. Whenever he'd be in different nations, he'd have secret light sexual encounters. It began at seventeen. He started by making out with women who were desperate for him. He did it more out of curiosity than pleasure. Well, that's what he likes to tell himself. 

Over the years, it has only progressed into touching below the belt; finally, last year, he had his cocked sucked for the first time. It felt warm, wet, and intense. The feeling of a woman's mouth sliding up and down his shaft at the right speed. He loved becoming more sensitive and cumming in her warm wet mouth. Some of him loved the sensations; another was scared and reluctant to take the next step. If he were to impregnate someone, all his morals and life's work would be compromised. 

"What inspired you to be into history and research (Y/N) asked. 

"The previous beast titan devoted his life to research. He was like a surrogate father to me. Well, I continued his research to honor him." She sat on a thick blanket in front of the fireplace, reading each book's synopsis. 

(Y/N) lifted her head to look at him, giving him a soft, reassuring smile. "That's incredibly sweet; oh, so that's how you acquired those historical documents on the Titans and the Fritz family," her speech became louder as she worked on her second glass of Whiskey. 

"Well, yes, some from him and the others passed down through the generations of my mother's family. "I am surprised Marely didn't force him into battle like all the others." She rudely interrupted. 

"Ah, he said his battle sheep was useless. "That's very shocking. You have managed to become Marley's number-one warrior with your abilities. I even heard you can turn Eldians into titans." She said somberly, 

"Honestly, I think he used that as an excuse not to be on the battlefield."

"You don't sound impressed by my abilities ?." 

"Being turned into a mindless titan is mental agony, well, from what I read." 

A slight pang of guilt hit him. "Do you remember being a mindless titan"? Zeke brought a chair over in front of her. 

"No, it all happened so fast" He wondered what type of information this girl had and where she got it. Zeke quickly changed the conversation. 

So what kind of information are you trying to learn about these kings, like how they fucked? Her face lit up.

"There's, umm, a lot of important information in there.

 "Like what? Learning what it's like to deep throat" He chuckled

 as he ran his hand through his golden wavy hair. 

"This is not the history of economics or medicine. It's about sex!" He exclaimed. He liked teasing this innocent girl.

 "No, and I'd never be so amused with such a depraved act!" she said defensively. 

"At Least try it first before making assumptions. 

"So, have you ever done that thing ."

 "Well, some parts of it."

 "Sex is only for reproduction, Zeke!." 

"Sweetheart, that's the last thing I would EVER want to do! Zeke said in between laughter. 

"Stop laughing at me. I'm serious. It is a woman's use in this world." 

"So much sexual shame. I understand why you think this way. Marriage for people like you is all about business and contracts, not sex or love. I should have guessed you're a Marelyan prim and proper princess, so of course, you'd be Prude" It's okay; I understand what it's like to be you somewhat."

Zeke stood up and began to pour himself another drink. 

What do you mean? (Y/N) ran over to him in haste. 

She was starting to feel the Whiskey.

"Your environment, your parents, feeding you propaganda so they can exploit and use your body for their own gain. I was reluctant, just like you, until I realized having sex is almost just like eating and sleeping you don't have to feel shame for your body and desires (Y/N)." 

"Why are you judging me" she felt exposed.

"Aren't you doing exactly what you are accusing me of?" Letting others exploit and use you, why else would you be a warrior.?Sounds hypocritical to me.”

"Turning things around on me does not invalidate my argument.  Have you ever even touched yourself?"

"NO"

He could not help but burst into laughter. Zeke could tell she was lying.

“Well, if you had, that makes you a hypocrite too.”  Is this how most Maelyan princesses are? 

I have committed many sins, and I still don't know whose life is worse, yours or mine."

She grew annoyed and angry.

"Well, what? You probably had sex with over 100 women, huh? I bet you’re a  man slut, just like your ancestors Zeke  (Y/N) said while laughing.

 "What do you mean" His eyes began to widen. "Zeke, I know what blood can turn Eldians into titans. My ancestors constantly referenced your people and their abilities in their private letters. You know, all those eldian kings had bitches. They fucked all over the place," she giggled. 

The alcohol had started to hit. Zeke's face turned to a frown. "I lived a life full of poverty and discrimination. If I had royal blood, don't you think I'd be living just as well, if not better than the Tyburs, maybe even you?".

" You're right, but I know the royal family hid after the great titan war. She threw back another glass of Whiskey. The drunker she became, the more her language and movement became uncouth. 

" You hid, right? God, that all must have been very sad for your family.  I feel awful for your parents being sent away," she said somberly. 

Zeke's eyebrows lifted. "So you've been studying me too?"

"Just a Little bit. I was curious," 

He smirked  “ (Y/N) I have no idea where you came to all these conclusions. You're drunk!"

 She laughed. She had begun pouring them more drinks. 

“You should lay off the booze,” Zeke stated 

 

“What ever you say, your majesty,” (Y/N) giggled. 

He scoffed

“ You don't believe me? Really? Of course because a poor eldian commoner usually always has not only priceless but even dangerous information if it falls into the wrong hands about the world's most influential family for nearly 2000 years. (Y/N) said sarcastically. 

 "The Blond hair, the blue eyes, you have your lineage written all over you!

 He smirked and took another sip of Whiskey. 

" Ahh, we both spoke too much tonight, didn't we? I am surprised that you are an actual researcher. Damn, you got me.

 He started to light up a cigarette. His eyes bore into hers.

 (Y/N) noticed he had become slightly angry again. He studied her every move like he'd do to an enemy on the battlefield. He then paused before speaking, strategizing what to say to her next. 

"Based on that book you picked, I thought you were only interested in how eldian kings fucked their bitches."

 "So you are not just a little fucking slut!" She didn't know what she had said to piss him off. She walked right over to him as he sat on the couch.

 "How could you perceive me as such a dishonorable woman? She snarled. 

She didn't care that he was Marley's most powerful man. She had to stand up and protect her virtues.

 "I was looking at this book because there was a crucial part to my research that had NOTHING to do with the sex life of a man, not only just a man but an Eldian devil!" She was doing her best to lie. 

She was so stupid. Why did she have to open her big fucking mouth?

 Zeke smirked. 

"So you just happened to be looking at a book about the Eldian royal family. And you, by coincidence, happen to meet one of their last descendants?? The only one left on Marley. You expect me to believe this ?"

He started to corner her against the wall. 

"Are you a spy?"

She went silent 

 "Are you a fucking spy?" he said a little louder. His voice was not loud, but it still was intimidating.

 "Of course not."

 "Okay then, so if you're not a spy, you must be some kinky bitch with a race fetish."

 He successfully managed to corner her back to the wall.

 "Did you come all this way so I could fuck the shit out of you, right? That's what you want. You want to be conquered by an eldian king and fucked against your will, huh? That's what most kings did to those women. I guess you are not a sweet virgin Marleyan princess after all." 

"No, that's not it at all. I had never even met an Eldian man before you, and I found you scary," I swear all of this is just strange coincidences." 

He walked away from her, not saying one word. He pulled out an expensive bottle of Champagne. And handed her a glass. "Cheers to us for cohabitating in the same room without wanting to hurt each other like our ancestors did for thousands of years." 

There's no way he was just over something so easy is this a trick, she thought. 

"I'm sorry for anything I said that could have offended you. I am a naive girl who doesn't know what she is talking about," she said.

 Zeke threw back all his wine. And looked her up and down. "You didn't say anything that offended me. Remember, I'm a warrior," He said while closing the distance between them and lifting her head with one hand. "I have killed many people, honey. It takes much more than some nosey bitch to affect me."

He kissed her like an animal. His mouth tasted of wine and cigarettes. Her body went into shock. She didn't and couldn't kiss him back. Her "practice" with the maids did not prepare her for a Man's taste. The girl's lips felt soft and sensual.

In contrast, this man's mouth felt built up of raw carnal desire. His strong arms began to squeeze her perky ass. Please," she said. "I'm sorry." 

 Her entire body came alive at his touch, both gentle and threatening. His hands fell away from her. They both struggle to catch their breath. She grabbed her wine and took a large gulp. He pinned her against the wall again. (Y/N) unconsciously kissed back.

She couldn't let this man ravish her. 

 "I'm sorry,”  in between kisses.

 She could feel his rock-hard cock against her And couldn't fight off his strong arms holding her hips in place. 

"I could never forgive myself if I gave away my maidenhood before marriage. While gasping for breath. 

"I could ruin everything my family has worked for" He looked down at her.

"What else am I to do then?"

The question caught her off guard. 

"How about this? Let's make a deal. You've got two options "one, I either kill you, or two, break you in?" 

She knew he wasn't lying. 

“ hm, why no, uh,” she said softly, unable to form a sentence. 

He's technically a mass murderer. Before she could respond adequately, He put a finger in her panties and then lightly on her lips. Zeke began to chuckle. 

Aww, you're already soaked down here. Maybe you want me to the fuck the shit out of you (Y/N)."

She could only just stare into his deep blue eyes. (Y/N) felt conflicted and ashamed of herself. 

She felt more shame and fear for how horny she felt than the actuality of losing her virginity to Zeke and not her future husband.

Before she could answer, he shut her up with a passionate kiss. And proceeded to take off her clothes. And pushed her back onto the couch. He laid on top of her nude body. While still having his warrior's uniform on. He went back to feverishly kissing her. She groaned indirectly with desire. He forced his tongue down her throat. She was struggling not to instinctively dry hump and kiss him back. 

His body was so much larger than her feminine frame. Zeke continued to lay kisses down her body. He then finally made his face toward her part. He glared at her sex. 

He took a finger and gently felt her lips. He stuck two fingers in her hole. When he took his fingers out of her, they were incredibly wet. How could this be her body betraying her?

Zeke slowly began to rub her clit. She begrudgingly let out a small moan. He began to speed up through her broken soft cries. 

"Why are you doing this to me, Zeke?" she moaned.

 "Why," Zeke said as he continued to play with her cunt. 

Zeke knew he'd have to resort to all sorts of morality crimes the moment he inherited the beast titan; taking advantage of a woman was not one of them. He had to do it, he reasoned. 

It's too late to jeopardize everything he worked for. 

Zeke came to her ear as he continued pumping his large hand in and out of her warm pussy. "If word were to get out about my lineage, I would be forced to breed like cattle and watch my children being used as weapons of mass destruction." 

"uhh," (Y/N) could not help but let out a pleasurable moan. I got you intoxicated, so you opened up to me, and I could figure out your motives. I don't think you're a spy (Y/N); you are just a naive virgin slut” "I'm sorry (Y/N). He forced his fingers in and out of her.

 "So you're blackmailing me then ??!!" she let out a whimper. Zeke ignored her. He then sat (Y/N) on the couch in a regular position. He dropped down to his knees and pulled her lower body towards the opening of his mouth.

 "What a sweet, obedient girl," he purred. He was delighted that (Y/N) opened her legs wide just for him. Zeke began teasing her, returning to her thighs and giving her great kisses. (Y/N) was so cute and sexy as she looked down nervously with desire. He wanted to show her good oral affection. Zeke gently and slowly kissed her labia.  Then lightly licked her clit.

She had no idea what he was doing. She never imagined having a man's face in her crotch. It was mortifying. mouths and genitals? Good lord, how would she ever get past the shame around it? what was the purpose of this? She pees down here!

(Y/N) embarrassment and confusion started to vanish. 

She let out a giggle. It tickled.

 He buried his face into her crotch. Flickering his tongue around her throbbing clit as slowly as he could, he was in no hurry. Zeke was determined to make this situation as sexually pleasing for her as he could.

 He pulled his face up to look at her. She was all over him “

(Y/N) your pussy taste so fucking good.”

 She could not help but feel incredibly turned on by that remark. Zeke was no longer pinning her against the couch; she could get up and try to run. The tickling sensation was warmth and wetness. As his licking progressed, it felt heavenly. (Y/N) looked down and made eye contact with Zeke.

"fuck"

(Y/N) had begun to feel light butterflies in her stomach. Her first orgasm came unexpectedly. Her head fell back with immense pleasure; Zeke began to speed up the pace. 

She threaded her fingers in between his golden locks. Zeke began to use his fingers once again. She tried her hardest to muffle her moans. She didn't want him to know she was enjoying every minute of him pleasuring her. He then began to tongue fuck her tight pussy. (Y/N) did not understand what was happening to her. Such a large amount of liquid began to pour off her cunt, down her legs, and onto Zeke's face. Who knew this could feel so amazing. 

Zeke would moan as he continued to make out with her sweet cunt. She bucked her hips for more. She was going to keep fucking this smug bastard's mouth until she could not anymore. Her build-up continues to get higher and higher. At this point, she could not cover up her sweet moans. . Zeke could tell by her whimpers and moans that her climax was soon. Sucking and licking her, savoring her taste. (Y/N) let out a scream. 

And released her cum all over Zeke's face. She struggled to catch her breath. She looked at Zeke in between her legs. He smiled and then started to take off his uniform Till she could see everything about him. Tall, muscular, and with plenty of abs. He stood right in front of her as she sat in the same position on the couch.

 "Come to the edge of the couch," he demanded. She was to face Zeke's dick. Huh, those ladies had been right about suspecting it was big, she thought, "Suck on it" She was too far in and obliged to his command, 

 "the head. Slowly circle with your tongue (Y/N)" The tip is very soft. She licked lower, beneath the head, down one side of the shaft, and then the other. "Grab my shaft tightly with your hands, push back and forth while sloppy sucking my head. She liked having his part in her mouth too.

" He knew he had to instruct her. He grabbed her hair and made her look up at him while in action. He started to buckle his hip fucking her mouth. He moaned, "You like it, huh? you like being my little concubine, my whore! "

Stop," he said. Had she done something wrong, she thought, "Lay back down on the blanket in front of the fireplace and spread your legs." He demanded. " (Y/N) nervously did as Zeke commanded. 

Zeke lay on top of her. He could not help but feel aroused by feeling her petite body underneath his large frame.  He grabbed her face. “You are hardly putting up a fight (Y/N). It surprised her as well. Zeke pushed himself in between her legs fully. He lined his rock-hard cock to her cunt. . "Please pull out once you're finished. 

"Why?" he said with lust in his eyes. 

"Because I could get pregnant."

 "Maybe I want to get you pregnant." 

He pressed against her hymen and shoved himself in her all at once.

 Their sloppy, sweaty bodies connected to someone for the first time. Zeke slowly thrust himself all the way into her wet warm tight pussy. He let out a deep sigh and slightly lowered himself. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he said in a low, breathy tone had barely been inside and felt he could spill himself at any moment. He began to thrust in and out of her. (Y/N) wrapped her arms instantly across Zeke's shoulders. "Oh my god, "she said in a low, breathy tone. 

She could feel his long shaft hitting up her G spot. (Y/N) could not help but look Zeke straight in the face as he demolished her cunt. His facial expressions turned her on. The more Zeke shoved, the more her juices burst out of her. She began whimpering. Zeke enjoyed fucking and conquering this sweet innocent little girl's pussy. He could feel her walls clenching around him and started to climax 

 "I'm gonna cum," he said. 

“Pull out, please.”

He kept pumping her pussy. The panic on her moaning face satisfied him. "Beg more." 

Zeke never wanted to get anyone pregnant; however, he'd do anything to reach his goal. Well, that's what he told himself. It felt too good. He didn't think he could be stopped. 

“Oh my God, it's coming again,” (Y/N) moaned. She climaxed 

His thrusts became more frequent and uncouth, and he let out his large load in her pussy. When he looked down and saw his milky white cum and blood in between her thighs, Zeke was still inside her, exhausted from their excursion.  He secretly loved successfully spoiling this girl for the rest of her life. 

Zeke stood up, got a wet-washed cloth, and wiped both of their private parts. He picked her up, laid her back on the couch, and then disappeared for fifteen minutes. Y/N) really hated to admit it, but it was incredible. Her body felt amazing during and after sex. 

He brought in a warm cup of tea and a large blanket. She looked worried. (Y/N) looked up at his soft gaze.

" We are even now okay. You don't have to worry anymore." Zeke said quietly

She looked up into his eyes. “ Was I as good as the others?’ 

Zeke couldn't help but laugh. He assumed she'd be distressed about losing her virginity instead.

“ You are amazing (Y/N). I have to go now. Please remember to stay out of trouble. He stood up and kissed her forehead, and left. 

[dmbakura]

doing this meme with V cuz I FEEL LIKE IT WEHHH. warning for necrophilia, minor incest implications (with Bhaal) and SA mention 👍

1. vers-bottom, and very much a sub.

2. he's a dark urge so you can imagine violence and gore gets him off but even without the durge stuff he's still quite morbid. he has a bit of a silly side in bed too tho and if you can make him laugh (with terrible gallows humour especially) he's all for it. turn offs? uhh he doesn't really like chivalrous hero types at all and anything like that is likely to just make him really bored.

3. he's kind of a rapid fire cummer 🤨 lord have mercy that boy can squirt

4. his chest is pretty sensitive, especially around the scarring. his ears and neck as well

5. again, offering him gore, either killing someone/something or hell, even just talking about it really gets him going. but if you ACTUALLY want to get to know him, paying attention to his emotional needs and offering him a place to spill his thoughts and he's pretty damn easy lmao. he's not hard to seduce at all, he's quite lonely.

6. uhh pre tadpole, actually quite a lot. he kind of worked it into his killing schedule 💀 again, he's pretty lonely and doesn't feel safe with a lot of people so he only really found solace in dead bodies. post tadpole, after meeting Astarion, Abdirak, Halsin, etc he has way too many boyfriends to really bother with it at all

7. V would answer "yes". he probably likes riding the most, anything where his partner can touch him or look at him easily

8. 🧍‍♂️I don't really know if having sex with dead bodies counts as losing virginity. but anyways his first real sexual encounter with another person was at the temple of Bhaal. he got there late teens/early 20s and was curious and did it with another cultist

9. anywhere. bed, floor, sacrificial altar. he doesn't care and not much bothers him in terms of comfort

10. yep... it's not so much that he has an exhibition kink (I mean maybe a little) but he literally just doesn't care if he's caught

11. loud, extremely loud

12. ehhhm... I guess the closest thing is he learned a magic penis spell and uses it sometimes?

13. he *generally* prefers receiving. being a bhaalspawn, he's somewhat afraid of what he can do to another person, hence post tadpole he's pretty passive in sexual encounters with say- Astarion. however, he also has streaks where he REALLY wants to please his partner, so yeah i guess once he's more comfortable with his own autonomy he's more comfortable giving and being in control.

14. pretty often once he's with his boyfriends... you can imagine lmao

15. he wants to be understood, he wants someone to be able to handle him and make him feel like he won't fly out of control. he gets really comfortable when people take him seriously and pay attention to his needs. he's been neglected a lot of his life and he tries to portray himself as a mindless killing machine, but he really just wants to be known.

16. starved. he's a bit like Astarion in the sense that might come across as a mindless hedonist, but he really wants genuine connection and he's quite greedy for it when it's offered to him.

17. he doesn't have tits or a dick so idk what to put here 💀

18. pre tadpole: Bhaal. worshipping Bhaal. utter devotion to Bhaal... yeah he desperately wants the approval and love of his father and it comes out in really unhealthy ways. post bg3 if he somehow finds the time to masturbate he's doing it while thinking about either Astarion, Abdirak or Halsin.

19. he prefers men but he's open to pretty much anything else. I'd probably classify him as bi with a male lean. he thinks women are hot too and kind of laments he doesn't have many female partners 😔 maybe I should give him a girlfriend too.

20. pain REALLY gets him off. he usually likes being punished or rough treatment during sex, and then being thoroughly taken care of afterwards. specifically he likes his pussy being spanked. also likes being bitten.

21. currently doing an RP with him where he and Astarion sneak in Gortash's bedroom and have sex 💀 but honestly there's probably been weirder places

22. neck probably. V would just say "everywhere. kiss me everywhere."

23. he was sexually abused by Kressa Bonedaughter during his captivity in the colony. he only remembers this when meeting her again and he Doesn't Take It Well

24. as mentioned above, yes. Abdirak basically makes it a requirement when they have their penance sessions LOL

25. decently often. not really all the time tho. it just sort of happens when it happens

26. so V had? a weird experience with being trans? his self consciousness only sort of came into play AFTER he got bonked on the head by Orin and lost his memory. his senses got scrambled, he was kind of surprised (?) he didn't have a penis? so for whatever reason he got a bit thrown off about that and thought Astarion might be weirded out by it, even though Astarion wasn't. he was also really unimpressed when he got his period and just went "how the fuck did i deal with this again?"

27. V likes a drawn out session... so long, ideally.

28. as mentioned above, he has a silly side. I've drawn this with him cracking puns while Astarion fucks him as well

29. I've mentioned it before but Orin did his top surgery and it was part mastectomy and part murder attempt. he got some pretty sick scars out of it tho!

[baziutawrites]

In the dark

Xavier Thorpe x Female OC (Valerye Zamoyski)

Beginnings part 6

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Summary: A year prior to Wednesday's arrival at Nevermore, surprises await both Valerye and Xavier at the Eco-friendly themed Rave'N dance. Not all of them are good.

Warnings I guess: Angst. Almost no fluff. Missed signals, miscommunication. Bit of smut. Slow burn. Two oblivious idiots being idiots hard. Recreational drug use (weed). Alcohol consumption.

“I swear I will rip my fangs out if Thornhill gets to come up with a theme next year yet again.”

Yoko stood in the middle of their dorm room, kicking piles of clothes from one side to another.

“But you have so many clothes. Surely there is something you can wear again?”

The dance turned out to be a theme party. This year - something about the environment, being eco and reusing the things they already own. Preferably in earthy tones.

Their dorm mother was having a field day with the Rave’N. 

Most recent Botany classes were spent on moving heavy pots of plants to the inside of the auditorium. As if there weren’t enough of them already.

At this point, the dance could just take place in the middle of the forest.

“Usually I’d just go to the shop and throw some money at a dress and have it all sorted out. But this?”

Yoko kicked at the lone shoe in frustration.

“What about your wardrobe? Can I have a look?”

Before Val could answer, she made her way over to her side of the dorm and started digging through her things.

“This one is great but the fit is not my style.” She held up a hanger with a dress Val wore a few times to the Nightshades parties. “It screams you, tho. Wear it tonight. Cameron didn’t see you in this one yet, right?”

Val shook her head, laughing.

“Even better.” The dress flew towards the bed. “Now what in the hell am I going to wear?”

-***-

She should thank Yoko for choosing that dress later.

The way Cameron gasped at her sight was enough to make her blush.

“I am beyond honoured that you grace me with your presence, miss Zamoyski.” He bowed in an exaggerated manner and offered her his hand. “Care to accompany me?”

“Ah yes, my good sir,” Val had a really hard time keeping a straight face. “I would gladly do so.”

Yoko just went past them to meet up with Divina, making a retching sound. But Val could see her smiling nonetheless.

The four of them made their way to the auditorium and the closer they got, the more a pleasant tingling at the back of Valerye’s neck got.

The place looked nothing like a school ground’s building anymore. Various plants and flowers covered almost every surface. Intertwining with each other, forming various intricate formations. Weaving in and out of the pots and curtains in dense walls of greenery.

In between, there were tiny lights scattered around the entire place. Lighting up the space just enough for them to see but not to take away from the mysterious feel of it.

It looked as if it was taken straight out of a fairytale.

Miss Thornhill greeted them with a wide smile.

“The dance starts in five. Also, beautiful dresses, girls. And you, mister Moser. Dashing.” She went on to point them towards their seats. “Have a drink, the table is over there.”

She trotted back to the entrance, her heels clacking on the wooden floor.

“Dashing indeed, mister Moser.” Val teased and Cameron shook his head.

“I’ll get you something to drink. The green punch?”

She waved her hand around.

“Will do. Bet it’s virgin so I’ll take whatever.”

Drinks in hand, although vile in colour, as Divina pointed out, they settled at the table, waiting for the rest to show up.

Ajax found them soon after with a girl they didn’t know the name of - a shy one from the Ophelia Hall a year down. She didn’t say much for the entire time she was at their table.

A curious, sharp pang jabbed through Valerye’s chest at the sight of Xavier entering the dance room. She took in the way Bianca’s hand was wrapped around his arm.

Why didn’t she feel happy for them?

-***-

The off putting green drinks turned out to be much better after they ‘fixed’ them.

Soon after the opening ceremony, the dance floor was packed.

But Xavier wasn’t feeling the party, even after some alcohol entered his system. His eyes followed the one couple, laughing and doing faces at each other. And it made him feel angry.

Angry at himself, angry at Cameron, even angry at Val. How could he let that happen? How could the bloodsucker be first to get her? How could she agree?

“Hey, come on.”

Bianca stood in front of him now, her hand outstretched, a small smile on her full lips. He had to admit, she looked beautiful tonight.

“You’re asking me out?” He joked, standing up and taking her palm into his. Bianca blushed slightly.

“Only if you want to.” Her broad smile made him warm.

If it wasn’t for the alcohol, he would stare at her in disbelief. But now, he laughed as she led him to their friend group. 

They danced for what seemed like forever, joking around and doing weird moves. Kent almost knocked Divina to the floor with his attempt at doing ‘the worm’. To say he was unsuccessful wasn’t very surprising. Xavier and Ajax had to grab him so he wouldn’t fall over as well when he tried to stand up.

But the good mood he managed to get into slowly dissipated as the lights started to dim. The gnawing feeling of déjà vu settled itself in the pit of his stomach.

The fabric of Valerye’s dress flashed before his eyes as she twirled to an upbeat song. The very same she wore before on the rooftop party. The very same she wore in his dream vision.

The dream vision in which he kissed her, dancing to a slow tune in a dimly lit room.

Goosebumps erupted on his skin.

As if on cue, a slow tune played from the speakers. He felt his now shaky palms start to sweat. She was right next to him. If he just reached out, he could touch her shoulder. If he just took a step, he could wrap his hands around her.

His heart beated painfully against his ribs. He could not make a sound, the air repeatedly getting caught up in his throat. It all looked so familiar.

His visions never lied to him.

Xavier cleared his throat and moved.

But there he was. His pale hand extended towards her in an exaggerated, almost clownish manner. She took it, her cheeks flushed from all the dancing and alcohol. Her giggles was the last thing Xavier registered, as he watched Cameron sweep Val into a slow swaying, his fingers brushing her sides. He watched, unblinking, as the other one’s arms wrapped tightly around her middle, bringing her further away from him.

Away from his dream.

-***-

Ajax sat next to him soon after he reached the table.

“Bro, they are not official yet.”

“Yet.” Xavier sneered, downing his drink in one gulp and wincing at the burning sensation in his throat. “I tried, Jax. I fucking tried. And now this… Ah, fuck it.”

He tried very hard not to look at them. He watched Bianca sway her hips to the music with Kent at her side instead. Yet his gaze kept flickering back towards the other couple.

As if he wanted to torture himself further.

“Dunno what to say, man. Told you to get a move on.”

“Yeah, way to make me feel better about my fuck up. Thanks.”

“Big fuck up.” Drunk Ajax was sometimes even more clueless to any social cues than a sober one. “And now look at her. Look at how she looks at the Camerel - no, Cameron dude. Like they are in loooove.”

“Shut the fuck up, Ajax.” 

“Serious, man. Look.”

“I do not fucking care that she looks at the fucker like she’s in love with them or some shit. We never were a thing. Why should I even care?” He stood up, abruptly, startling Ajax out of his dazed state. “It is none, fucking none of my…”

Xavier’s eyes followed his friend’s gobsmacked stare.

“...business.”

Cameron was kissing her. 

In this dimly lit place, slowly dancing to a slow song, in her god forsaken dress. And the realisation crashed down on him so hard he could barely breathe.

His dreams were just that - just dreams. Not visions, neither things that were supposed to be, nor could be.

They were purely and utterly made up by him.

He wished his feelings were too.

-***-

Val was first to pull away. 

Despite her heart beating like crazy and a sudden tightness in her throat, she felt weird. Like, something was not right.

Cameron didn’t say a word either. He stared back at her with his dark eyes, his eyebrows furrowed slightly and a confused look on his face. His expression mirrored her feelings perfectly.

“It… This… Uhm, this…” She struggled to find the words and she pulled away from his embrace. “This felt…”

“Wrong?” Cameron offered, a small grin forming on his lips. “Incorrect? Abysmally off? Cataclysmically abhorrent? Grotesquely foul? Help me out, I’m running out of adjectives here.”

They both laughed. Val shook her head, feeling her shoulders relax a little. She didn’t even realise she was this tense.

“Yeah, exactly that. Like… I don’t have siblings but it felt exactly like kissing a sibling would?”

“Well, I do have a sibling and it felt exactly like kissing a sibling does feel like.” He pulled a face that made her snort in disbelief. “We were in kindergarten. Don’t ask.”

“Fuck no, I will not.”

There was a long pause before any of them spoke again.

“I hope this won’t change anything between us?” Val’s voice was now small. “I don’t want to lose your friendship.”

“Like hell you would.” This was Cameron’s turn to snort. He pulled her into a tight hug. “You are way too deep to get rid of me now.”

“God damn, I hoped that would work.” She smiled against his chest. It rumbled with laughter.

“Shit outta luck I guess, V.”

-***-

Ajax watched her with bleary eyes as Val sat down next to him and poured herself a glass. She looked over at him and caught his eye.

“Having fun?” She nudged him, offering him a kind smile that faltered quickly at the sight of his green tinted face. “Need me to get you some water?”

A small grunt was all she got in response. He definitely had a bit much to drink tonight.

After a glass of water and some food Val picked up along the way, Ajax straightened in his chair. His face no longer as pale as it was before.

“Thanks. I would die without you.”

“Where is your date?”

“She left. Didn’t want to dance with her.”

“Ouch.” Val pressed her hand over her chest.

“But I saw you did more than just dance tonight, though.” He wiggled his eyebrows and rested his head on his hand.

“Oh.” Her cheeks flushed a little. “Yeah… that.”

“So, you two are official now?”

“No, actually.” She twirled the drink, staring at the alcohol inside. “It was more like a break up.”

A small silence followed her words. Ajax stared at her, incredulously, through squinted eyelids.

“Fuck,” he breathed, “I feel like I’m not stoned enough to get that right now.”

Val threw her head back, a loud belly laughter escaping her lips.

“No, serious. How in the world kissing someone means breaking up with them?”

She chortled at how perked up he was now, leaning in to catch her every word. He might be shy at times but god damn the man was nosey. Just like Enid.

“Didn’t feel right.” She shrugged. “So. We both decided this isn’t gonna work.”

“So… you’re single?” He drawled, blinking stupidly up at her. 

“Yes, Ajax. I am single. No need to rub that in my face like this.”

“Oooh, Xavier would die to hear that.”

“What?” Val’s head snapped back to the gorgon, only to see him vanish in the crowd.

She felt the familiar heat spread in her chest. Did she hear things right? Xavier?

-***-

Xavier felt angry, hurt and sad but also determined. A mixture he would never think he could feel without bursting at the seams.

The second he saw the horrendous scene unfold right before his eyes, he had to leave. Had to get out at least for a moment. To clear his head.

He never thought that his waiting around would have this much of a butterfly effect. How fast the consequences of his inaction would follow.

And how pissed he would be at that.

He asked someone standing near the back door of the auditorium for a smoke. 

He rarely did anything other than weed and he mentally cursed himself for not buying a pack when he was out the last time. And he swore not to do that - smoking made his runs hell.

The person was kind enough to light the cigarette up for him and he thanked them. The cold night air was good at making him calm down.

But it didn’t help with the venom now coiling inside his chest. The resentment burned his throat with every long drag he took. How could he let this happen? 

But he did try… or was the pathetic attempt at asking her out even worth calling ‘a try’, he was not so sure of it now. And he mentally kicked himself yet again.

The images of his most recent dream - not a vision, as he painfully found out today - flooded his mind. Her taunting grin turning into a grimace of pure bliss as his fingers pushed inside her, stretching her heat with slow strokes. How throaty his name sounded when his tongue swirled around her clit. How sated she was when he then enveloped his arms around her, brushing his fingers through her dishevelled hair. Watching it glint with green under his fingertips. How happy he felt, holding her like this. How he wished to stay in this dream forever.

He couldn’t have dreams like this anymore. He could not jerk off in the bathroom during breaks to her pictures no longer. As much he hated Cameron, this wouldn’t be right.

He needed to find something to make him get over her. Fast.

As if on cue, the door burst open and he threw the cigarette bud to the side. Thankfully, it was Ajax and not miss Thornhill, or worse, principal Weems.

“Yo, bro, I’ve been looking for you. But…” His best friend froze, looking at him thoughtfully. Or, as thoughtfully a clearly drunk and stoned person could do. “Can’t remember what for.”

Xavier hissed in mock hurt and they both chuckled.

“Wanna smoke?”

“Yeah. I could really use a hit right now.”

A content silence fell between them. Halfway through the joint, Ajax piped up again.

“Bianca was looking for you.”

Xavier stopped in the middle of the step towards the ashtray. An idea popped into his high mind. A crazy one for sure.

But trying was surely better than doing nothing.

-***-

He found Bianca near the entrance, as she was about to leave.

“Where in the hell were you–?”

“Hey,” he jogged up to her and blurted out, “about that asking me out thing from earlier. How about a date?”

She looked up at him, disbelief mixed with a pleasant surprise etched onto her face. Xavier watched her intently, his breath caught up in his throat.

“A date?” A smile lightened up her features and he couldn’t help but smile back. His mind was swimming.

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” She stated, her piercing silver eyes trained on his. “Monday evening?”

“Sounds good.”

“Alright. See you then.” Bianca turned to leave. But before she went through the curtains, she looked back at him. “Text me when you’re available.”

He only nodded in response. A bittersweet taste coated his tongue, making him unable to voice anything now. He noticed Valerye, sitting at their table, alone, watching him in such a way he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. Her hair glinted with green as the lights from the dancefloor glided over her head.

But with all his might, he did. She was out of his reach.

He had to move on.

And for the first time in a long time, he hoped things would work in his favour.

A/N: Knew I've forgotten something. @dumplingsjinson Sorry for tagging you so late. I've used one of the prompts, number 10 from here. Thank you for your service, beautiful bestie. 🖤

[boozey-buddy]

Last tf2 post for today but here are my biblically accurate tf2 headcanons but the queer version (most of these are really unpopular but here me out)

- Scout is bi-curious for sure….we only see him show interest in women, but we know he gets no bitches and is bad at female interaction, and he is canonically a 27 year old virgin. I believe because of the lack of sexual experience and how his life has very strongly male dominated I think at the bare minimum he’s considered exploring that.

- Pyro is non binary and does not gaf about gender roles. It explains why he doesn’t ever really reveal himself and I think because of the way he thinks in general (Pyro vision) he just doesn’t worry about it and views gender in a different way than most people.

- Medic and Heavy are both unlabeled but love each other in the sense they don’t really care about their sexuality like at all or consider it.

- I don’t think Miss Pauling is asexual but she’s very uninterested in sexual + romantic matters to the point she doesn’t really care to explore her own sexual orientation.

That’s all I’m writing for today 💔 I wanna hear people’s opinions on this…

[sissy-girl-ana]

I had a dream last night about a long-time friend of mine. I was never Sexualy or romanticly attracted to her. At least i tried not to be and reached a point where i was glad we were just best friends.

However there's been several occasions where she would steer a conversation in a kinky direction, mostly due to playing cards against humanity and me being a dumb virgin i got in my own head thinking about all the stuff it seemed she was into and id even be stupid enough to ask dumb questions about it.

Unknowingly she would make me do some things I'm very into as in crossdressing, her and another friend made my nick name bitch boy, and she even believes that ill one day come out as bi or something

I fear she's read me like a book and knows i really like those things no matter how much i try to hide it she asks if ill put something on and i always say no but then i say yes eventually because she makes it difficult to say no.

But either way this dream was strange because we hadn't had a proper conversation in about 2 months and in my dream she randomly messaged me about one of the dumb virgin questions i asked years back, being curious as to how big is to big and how small is too small, and what it feels like in the first place.

She started explaining in detail about all the sensations and how she likes to be fucked even sending me loads of different fap roulettes that she uses to play with herself to and ones that she uses with others, it was almost like my best friend made me into her cuck, she then started explaining how much people love all the new lingerie she got sending me pictures of them on displays saying im not allowed to see her wear them, but she wonders how i would look in them.

Then i woke up very confused with a sudden urge to go visit her.

[shootthatpoisonarrow]

thinking about how I lost my virginity to a 'bi-curious' guy at my high school who said kissing was 'too gay' for him but rode my big dick with such cock hungry vigour that I hit my head on the headboard

[sinsandsuccubus]

28 Reasons - Jack Harlow

Context: “Ooh-ooh, I'm breaking every rule”; “I want to keep tormenting you”

Genre: angst

Word Count: 1,200+

Pairings: Jack Harlow x Toxic!Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of cheating, 16+

A/N: I got this idea from a K-pop song by Seulgi called “28 Reasons”. If you’d like to listen to the song or get the gist of the story through the lyrics, here’s the link!

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Masterlist ☽☾

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“28 reasons that ruined you, you don't have to know”

“I have no bad intentions”

You didn’t have exactly 28 reasons to torment your best friend’s ex. But considering how their relationship ended, it was enough to feel into 28.

As you sat across from him at the dinner table, you wondered what your best friend had seen in him that had her head over heels. That made her damn near commit herself to a hospital over the breakup.

Your hands sat in his, his fingertips running along your knuckles, a promise ring sitting nicely amongst your right-ring-finger.

You’d probably pawn it before you headed back home. Help pay for your flight.

“You know all 28 reasons to run away”

“So, why are you leaning into me again?”

6 months and 14 days.

28 weeks.

196 days.

196 days you spent with the bastard. Jack had no clue who you were, and you intended to keep it that way until the end.

Your best friend always mentioned who you were, but never showed your face, waiting for “the right time” for him to meet you.

Thank God that never happened.

A quick fake ID from a close friend at home, dyed hair, and a new name had you feeling like a new woman. Which was also the point. You wanted to break his heart into shards, make him feel the pain she felt.

You were pretty sure he was in love with you. Especially considering the gifts he bought you, which you also intended to pawn. Or keep, maybe.

But you definitely didn’t feel the same. That was the whole point.

“Unfamiliar attraction.”

“Look at you helpless, feel so bad.”

You in fact did feel kind of bad, but at the same time, you thought it was funny. Funny how weak he was. Funny how he was so stupid to believe the little lies you told him.

“I’m from another country, France.”

You took French in college, enough to speak fluently for this purpose.

“I’ve always wanted to see America. I never got the chance, my parents are so strict.”

Your parents let you travel abroad. They also let your Aunt take you to a bar at 16 with a fake ID.

“I’ve always wanted to date an American boy.”

After this trip, you were CERTAIN you were a part of the Alphabet Mafia. You already considered yourself bi-curious, why not make it permanent?

“I’m a virgin.”

You were definitely NOT. Your body count was fair, but being a virgin? Not on your bingo card.

Overall, it was worth it. Worth it to see the pain on his face when he found out exactly who you truly were, which wouldn’t be long. As he had already paid for your meal, which was expensive by the way, and was preparing to take the two of you back to his hotel for “alone time.”

Alone time. What a perfect time to break the man who broke your bestfriend.

“I will show you heaven.”

“I'm not the devil.”

The lingerie set you picked out made you feel sexy. You felt, even more, sexier going off of the simple fact that Jack thought he was going to get some tonight.

In his wildest dreams.

While he was in the bathroom, you texted your best friend to let her know the room number and advise her how to get the key card. You also set your phone up to begin recording without Jack noticing. Eventually, he stumbled out of the bathroom, claiming to be excited about the fun you two were getting ready to have.

Yeah, the next few minutes we’re definitely going to be fun.

“I swear, I need you, my desires are growing”

“I'm playing with you like a kid”

“Hovering like your shadow and whispering to you”

“I'm your light and your darkness”

You pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him, licking up his neck as he moaned out.

“You’re really good at this. You sure this is your first time?”

You smiles at him, making your way down the bed, to his jeans, undoing the buckle as you slid them off, his hard-on straining in his boxers.

“I’ve watched a lot of… stuff..”

He chuckled, making eye contact with you as you played with the waistband of his boxers.

At that moment there was a knock at the door, Jack sitting up in the bed.

“Huh?”

“Room service!” The person announced, before you replied allowing them to come in, your French accent slipping. Jack looked at you in confusion as you slid off of him, standing back as your best friend came in, phone in hand, the camera on as you panned to you, then to Jack, shaking her head.

“Y/N? Y/BF/N? What’s going on?” Jack asked in a panic, moving to find his jeans, which you had conveniently tossed to the other side of the room. Swiftly you slipped on your old outfit, swapping out the heels for a pair of sneakers your best friend brought for you.

“28 reasons you don't have to know”

“I have no bad intentions”

“(Do you just love the pain?)”

“I played you. I played you, Jack, like a goddamn video game, and damn was I good at it, call me the MVP.” You laughed, moving to stand by your best friend.

“Y/N… this isn’t funny.”

“Oh, it definitely was. Watching you fall for me, become infatuated with the idea of being with me, being in love with me, while I felt nothing for you. It was amazing. The highlight of my year.”

You could see his face grow red as a tomato, veins beginning to bulge from his neck.

“Why the fuck would you do some shit like that?! What kind of sick person are you?”

“Sick? You’re calling me sick? My best friend was in the hospital because of you, and you didn’t care! Even when she reached out to you. Even when she told you she loved you, you went behind her back and cheated on her just like it was nothing. How you claimed to not know her in front of the woman, knowing damn well you were with her a few hours before. How your best friend kept that dirty little secret for you. How you thought that was okay. That’s fucking sick. So, I played the game. I made you fall in love with me, just like you made Y/BF/N fall in love with you. And I broke your heart, just like you did to Y/BF/N. Jackman Thomas Harlow, a fucking man whore who doesn’t know how to keep his dick in his pants. Doesn’t feel too good, does it?”

Jack remained speechless, making you laugh as you grabbed your belongings, picking up your phone to shut off the recording.

“You’ll regret this.” He spoke as you moved towards the door, now sitting at the edge of the bed.

“Oh, we won’t. Trust me. And don’t try anything,” you tapped your phone, “I have all the memories. Just in case.” You slid out the door with your best friend, running down the stairs and out the hotel's side door. You felt good. And you hoped she felt better.

“Thank you, Y/N.” Your bestfriend spoke, tears in her eyes.

“Of course.”

“Unfamiliar attraction”

“Look at you exhausted, feel so bad”

“I will show you heaven (I'll show you)”

“I'm not the devil”

“Feel free to hate me more, I don't care”

“The more you break the more you'll want me”