#bj's restaurant

[jellybeanium124]

only bad thing about being 22 in the ofmd fandom? everyone makes fun of your celeb crushes. "that is an average looking old man" WELL TO YOU MAYBE 😭

[macbethheadband]

Bj goes to maine and hawk isnt even there he gets all the way to crabapple cove and knocks on the door and Its just daniel pierce and hes like oh so youre miss bj california sorry he probably wouldn t say that shshshshsns post cancelled

[firewireblog-blog]

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[stuffandwonder]

"What do you not want to hear thru your hotel wall"

STOP

[sunflowersteves]

kinktober day 003 — first bj

pairing || carmen berzatto x f!reader

summary || Carmen knew you were a bit inexperienced, so what better way than to show you how?

author’s note || first day of kinktober for me!! ❥ i hope you all enjoy as much as I did writing for carmen again. I haven't written anything in like,,, three months?? wowwow

warnings || fluff, inexperienced reader, SMUT, oral sex, blowjob, praise kink, [18+ only]

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Carmy could tell you were nervous.

There was something about the way that you looked out the window of the car. There was a certain shine in your eyes that didn’t really match the expression on your face.

He looked away from the road in a quick glance. A hand flew through his hair and his fingers only tangled the curls even more. He bites his lip as the endless amount of scenarios crowded into his brain.

What were you thinking? Were you thinking about him? Was it bad? Did he fuck something up at the restaurant?

His mind was only getting louder at the soft quiet sounds of the car continuing to roll onto the asphalt. He couldn’t take it much longer—especially as he took another glance at you.

He pulled the car over and shifted the gear into park.

“Carmy? What are you—”

He turned to stare at you, blue eyes entirely wide.

“Do you not like me?” He huffed out. “B-Because I wouldn’t mind, you know. Like-like I mean, I get it. I know I’m hard to like since I can’t really—”

His mouth snaps shut at the sound of your laughter bubbling up to the surface. You didn’t mean to laugh, but there was something comical about what he thought you were thinking and what you were actually thinking.

By the time you calm down, his cheeks has a tinge of pink. “That’s not what I’m thinking about, bear. Far from it.”

Oh.

Whew.

His right eyebrow furrows, then. “What were you thinking about?”

Now it was your turn to become shy, your mouth was left open in an attempt to explain. A wave of warmth washes over you as you thought of the scenes that played through your head.

“I—” You looked over at him as if to ask if you really had to tell him. With that gleam in his eyes, you knew you had to.

“I was imagining how your dick would taste.” You blurted out.

He stared at you in shock. His brain seemed to freeze in time. The sparkle in your eyes wasn’t that of melancholy, it was arousal.

His silence was starting to make you nervous. He was making you nervous. “B-But if you’re not comfortable with that then I totally understand. I- you know, I haven’t done a blowjob before so I understand and—let’s forget about it, okay? Let’s just—”

Your rambling becomes interrupted when his lips crashed against yours. Your hands tangled themselves into his fluffy hair. His arms pulled you forward to the middle of the console—as close to him as he could.

“Fuck,” he breathes out against your lips. His lips can’t help put follow yours into another searing kiss. He was definitely addicted. “Sweet, sweet girl. You were just desperate, huh?”

You nodded. He couldn’t help but kiss you again and again. He had never felt so loved before. “Pretty girl.” He whispered against your lips.

As he separated the kiss, you stared into his eyes. They were almost black—a stark contrast from the bright blue that you know so well. His pupils were large and the way he licked his lips seemed to acknowledge that he wanted to devour you.

Carmen swiftly unbuckles his belt and shimmies off his restaurant slacks. His cock throbs at the cool air that rushes against him.

You, on the other hand, can’t stop staring. You’ll never stop staring.

You looked at the sheer girth of his cock—the way it swells against his palm. Your mouth watered by the pre-cum that sprouted against the tip. The vein on the side of his cock was prominent, gleaming near the tip.

You never noticed Carmy staring at you in awe. “You’re going to be the death of me, baby. Fucking god—”

Anxiety started to cloud your mind a bit. You wanted so desperately to please your pretty boyfriend. “But, Carmen, what if it doesn’t feel good for you?”

He almost wanted to laugh, but he’s glad he stopped himself. You were it for him. The person that he confides in, that he leans onto, and not to mention that he gets a boner from just by walking by him.

You were the one person in the entire world that he could never get tired of. To him, the idea of your mouth on his cock and it wouldn’t feel good? That’ll be when pigs fly.

“I’ll tell you what to do, okay? I’ve got you, baby.”

You smile at him as the weight on your shoulder lifts. It’s just carmy—your carmy.

You didn’t want to wait anymore precious time, so you rested your elbows against the console, leaning as close to him as possible.

He pressed a few kisses to your cheek and temple, letting you know to take your time. You didn’t want to, though.

“You’re so big, Carmy.” You whined. He could feel his cock jump at the way your mouth seemed to water. He watched you with hazed eyes as you gently licked the tip. He moaned at the warm feeling of your tongue.

“Fuck, please do more, sweet girl.”

His begging had only spurred you on. You could feel the way your underwear became wetter by the second. You take him him fully inside of your mouth, suctioning your mouth on his member.

“Swirl your tongue, baby—yeah, fuck.” You do exactly as he says, all while bobbing your head up and down. “Such a good girl.”

You weren’t even halfway on his cock, but he didn’t care. He’ll eventually train your throat, but for now? For now, he’s relishing in the way your mouth feels and how an inch of your touch is sending him into a spiral.

He moaned and groaned at the feeling of your mouth on his tip. The way your spit gave just enough lubricant to send his eyes rolling back into his head. “You sure you’ve never done this before, baby?” He slurred. “‘Cause fuck me—”

Your eyes flicker to his as you try to take him even further. His hips accidentally stutter into your mouth at the slick, wet feeling of your mouth.

“Holy, fuck—shit—you wanna take my whole cock, huh? You want to fit it all?”

You weren’t able to answer him, so he pushes your head off of cock and makes you look into his eyes.

The desperation leaks from his voice. “I need—I need you to say it, baby. I need you to say how much you want my cock.”

Your messy, swollen lips parted. You’re completely out of breath, but you don’t care—not with that glossy look in your eyes.

“Please, carmy. I wanna suck your cock so bad. I-I want to take all of it, please.”

Carmen could only groan and whimper from the way that you begged. It was sweet and sultry—he thought he might explode. “You make me fucking crazy, sweet girl. I’m already about to fucking cum.” You press slow kisses into his cock, accentuating your lips onto his sensitive areas.

You let out a loud whine as he gently pulls your head away from his cock. You wanted to have your mouth full of him again and to take that from you?

He soothed your desperate cries with a sweet kiss. His gentle lips fell right on top of yours—his mind savoring the moment.

“Want to cum in your mouth, baby. Is that okay?”

Your mouth opens almost automatically from the pure, raw arousal that yourcbody is radiating. “Please, carmy.”

He quickly moves his seat all the way back, making that extra room for you. Your mouth is directly below his cock, waiting for the salty substance.

He wraps his hand around his member, slowly pumping his swollen cock. “You look so fucking gorgeous like that, you know that? Fucking shit, I can’t stop looking at you.”

You smiled brightly up at him. You then started to open your mouth as wide as you could. “Cum in my mouth, Carmy. I need it.”

He continues pumping over and over, the whimpers he lets out are the only sound you seem to hear. You want to hear it more.

“Fuck, baby—shit—” He spills his cum into your mouth, forever and ever it seemed to leak onto your lips.

Some of it had even spurted on the outside of your mouth. His eyes widened as he watched the way you took every drop on your finger and licked it right off.

“Are you real?” He asks, dreamily looking at you.

You laugh. You pressed a gentle hand onto his cheek. “I’m real. Are you?”

He smiles down at you. “Yeah, I’m real.”

He moves his seat up and you both transition back to your seats. You wiped your mouth, just as Carmen finished buttoning up his pants.

“Ready to go home, baby?” His hand finds yours.

You smiled. Home sounded nice. Home sounded nice with him.

“Yeah, bear. Let’s go home.”

[iluvmy-desire]

cum stained glassses ᯓ seonghwa x femreader

genre: smut, light fluff

warnings: bj (a sloppy one) face fucking, cum shot (directly at your glasses)

if there is one thing that you've never forgot about even if it was a year ago, it was seonghwa cumming on your glasses.

it was also kinda your fault for not removing it while giving him a sloppy blowjob on a public restaurant's bathroom.

you were currently on your knees, bobbing your head up and down as you take his cock in your mouth, feeling his grip in your hair slightly tightened due to how he's feeling so good right now. "fuck..." seonghwa moaned lowly, throwing his head back as he lets you gobble up his cock.

it was gentle at first. occasional gags, you choking on his cock and some low groans coming out of his pretty plump lips. but it eventually became sloppy when he started to think 'fuck it this woman is too good to be true, I'll fuck her mouth because i said so' and yep, he does it. when he was about to cum, he looks down on you, his dick twitching once he sees you looking like a real life hentai girl who became his girlfriend.

you were about to greedily swallow his cum down your throat when he suddenly pulls away, his cock now right infront of your face (on top of you) and shoots his cum on it, decorating your pretty face with his cum.

you were absolutely turned on by it but not until you realized, you are wearing your glasses. EYE GLASSES. once seonghwa calmed down from his high, you open your eyes and remove your glasses, only to see a bunch of cum on it, staining it.

"oh.." he spoke softly, embarrassed and slightly guilty that he just stained your eyes glasses. you look up at him with a poker face and say, "you better give me the best toe curling, pussy squirting pussy eating when we get home."

let's just say that you managed to do three things,

1. you two got out early from the get together dinner

2. you managed to clean your cum stained glasses though it was annoying

and 3. you came three times by seonghwa's tongue alone that night

© iluvmy-desire, 2024 [ do not repost any of my works. reblogging and liking my posts will be very appreciated ]

[eevees-hobbies]

Hello! 1. your writing is AMAZING and 2. Sorry for this long request.

Can I request experienced!Reader x virgin!Sakura smut (or you can make it that he doesn't have that much experience as the reader). Sakura and the reader have always done things like heavy makeout sessions and him receiving bjs. He starts to feel bad because he hasn't eaten her out yet and he doesn't want to disappoint her, she always tells him to take things at his pace and that she will always be there for him when he's ready to take things further. So he asks the guys for advice on how to eat her out and then during movie date night at her place he's acting more flustered/nervous than usual and she notices. He then confesses that he wants her to feel pleasure to and that the reason why he hasn't done it yet is because he doesn't want to disappoint her but he wants to try and eat her out. You can have them go all the way after or just leave it at that. I'll be happy either way😊😊. Thank you in advance!!!

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for your kind words! This was fun to write and I hope you enjoy this. I’ll always enjoy writing for Haru, so this request was very much appreciated.

Synopsis: Sakura loves the fuck out of you, so maybe that’s why he’s asking his friend, Hayato Suo, to help him get better at initiating oral sex. Totally normal things happen to an orange, but it’s all worth it in the end, right?

Content Warning:  experienced!FemReader x inexperienced!Sakura. defiling of fruit, sexual education in a public place, pray (and perform a wellness check) for Suo’s girlfriend, dirty talk, insecure Sakura, harmless teasing, use of pet name baby girl, cocky Sakura makes an appearance at the end (because I can’t help myself), I curse a lot in my writing, cunnilingus, fingering, brief p in v. I’m on my usual bullshit, but at least the writers block is gone! Minors Do Not Interact.

Word Count: 3.1K

Story banner by me. Dividers by Firefly Graphics. As always, likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated!

“The first time we held hands, I thought my head would explode.”

“I see. Go on…”

“The first time we made out, I….” Sakura looks away, a crimson blush making its way past the collar of his white tee and up his neck. “I could hear my heart beating in my ears or somethin’ cliche like that.”

Suo couldn’t help but feel the corner of his mouth twitch upward at his inexperienced friend’s confession. Still, he knew better than to poke at Sakura. He was attempting to be supportive, and supportive friends don’t tease their friends during bouts of insecurity—much. When Suo had received a text message from Sakura the night before indicating that he had an urgent request, he knew he had to temper his usual faux-cheerful demeanor and provide his friend with whatever he needed.

But he wasn’t expecting this conversation.

Sakura shifts uncomfortably in the booth across from Hayato, his eyes now darting down to his knuckles, which always seem permanently purple and red with bruises and fresh knicks. “And the first time she….you know…”

Suo’s eyebrow quirks up, expecting Sakura to elaborate further, but he doesn’t. To prompt Sakura to continue, Suo clears his throat and carefully navigates the next sentence, “I don’t really know what you mean, Sakura. Care to be a bit more specific?”

Sakura lets out a frustrated scoff, but he knows that if he wants Suo to help him, he’s going to need to give him details—details that he had fully intended to always go to the grave with.

“The first time she gave me head…”

The cup of tea that Suo was bringing up to his lips shakes ever so slightly, but he offers a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes and provides a supportive nod. 

“Oh?”

Sakura sighs, figuring it’s too late to hold back now; he dives into the issue, ready to be judged at best, and laughed out of the restaurant at worst. “The first time she gave me head, I swear to fuckin’ god, if there is a god, I fell in love. But she’s always….doing stuff to me, and I haven’t done much for her.”

Suo nods, places his cup of tea down, and looks thoughtfully at his friend. “Sounds like you’d like to return her…kind gestures.”

Sakura runs a hand through his hair and nods, “Yeah, that’s it. I want to do stuff to her instead of her doing stuff to me, but I don’t know how to-”

“Initiate?”

“Sure.”

The silence that settles between the two is deafening. Sakura shifts uncomfortably in his seat, and Suo can’t help but look at his friend with sympathetic eyes. Usually, he’s the first one to tease Sakura, especially involving his relationship with you, but this feels different. Suo’s eyes wandered to an orange currently serving as a garnish on the small plate of untouched Omi Rice Sakura had ordered. “May I?’

Sakura shrugs, unsure what he plans to do with a piece of fruit. Doesn’t he see that he’s in crisis and Vitamin C can wait?

Suo grabs a knife and cuts the citrus down the middle, exposing the soft center. Discarding one half, he holds up the other to curious, dual-colored eyes. “Do we need to go over the basics of female anatomy? Like the labia and clitoris?”

Sakura sputters as he hears his friend say words he’s only heard you—his girlfriend—say. His eyes dart to the nearest escape route, but Suo's firm kick under the table brings his attention back to the scene in front of him. Sakura looks away in frustration and gives a curt nod, indicating that, at the very least, he could point to certain parts of your body and identify them.

He wasn’t THAT far gone. 

Suo nods, “Well, I’d say the battle is half-won, then. Let’s talk about what women like, shall we?”

Suo brings a finger up to the center of the orange where the small opening glistens with droplets of juice that are now dripping languidly down his fingers. The scene before Sakura is practically obscene, and the irony of Suo using fruit for his sexual education lesson that looks similar to your intimate area does not fly over his head, even though he wishes it did. 

As Suo points to the plump center, his finger gently strokes the small hole. “Some people immediately think it’s a good idea to force their fingers in with little thought to foreplay, but that’s crude, hostile, and not the trait of a good partner. In fact, bullying your fingers in could very well hurt her, so I personally like to take a few hours to get my girlfriend aroused.”

Hours?! Sakura doesn’t think he can come near being the type of libido-beast that Suo is. He briefly gives a silent prayer for his friend's partner but leans in nonetheless to listen intently.

“Now, the tip of your tongue can be rather overstimulating at first, so remember that the clitoris deserves to be kissed, too. Your lips are your ally.”

Sakura swallows thickly as he tunes in and watches his friend defile an orange in Cafe Pothos. As his cheeks burn, his fingers twitch, and his cock hardens as Suo goes into great detail about how much pressure the clitoris can take. Sakura can’t help but think that he must be absolutely, horrendously down bad for you to deal with this shit.

“I can’t BELIEVE she was Lady Whistledown this entire time!” 

You reach for the remote to select the next episode of Bridgerton, but a lack of response from Sakura, who is sitting on the couch next to you, causes you to look over. You can sense that what you just said didn’t register because he seems lost in thought, his thumb placed between his upper and lower canines as he chews on the skin aggressively.

“Kitten?” You turn your entire body to face him, worry already etching across your face. 

His eyes look up at you, and the faraway look quickly dissipates as he gives you a grunt.

“You’ve been distracted all night. Should we head to bed, or can we talk about it?” You offer him a gentle smile, hoping the bond you share will be stronger than any secret he may be keeping from you. You watch as he visibly swallows, his adam’s able bobbing as he turns to you, and he lowers his now mangled thumb to rest in his lap. The way he avoids eye contact, the way the air now feels somewhat stale with unspoken words, has your breathing slowing and you preparing to hear the worst. 

“Let me…eat you out.”

You blink once, twice, and then several more times as you stare at each other. You place a gentle hand on his knee, and your confused eyes meet his vulnerable ones. “Sakura, what the absolute fuck?”

He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. You can see a pout practically form on his lips as he fights the urge to end the conversation. But Sakura is a man on a mission, and he continues. You have to lean in to hear what he mumbles but as his mouth moves, you realize you heard him clearly the first time. “You give me head almost every day. I’m tired of not reciprocating.”

Everyday, Sakura? Let’s be real. Sure, you like giving your boyfriend head but your jaw isn’t permanently attached to his cock. You give him a blank stare before responding and trying to keep your voice light and without a hint of sarcasm–and god, you REALLY want to be sarcastic right now but you’re a good girlfriend.

“Sakura, our relationship isnt about keeping score, especially in regards to our intimacy. I don’t count how many blowjobs I give you,” you pause as you realize you just spoke a lie. “Well, maybe I do count, but only because I have an ego, and I’m trying to beat a number I set in my head.”

Sakura’s eyes squint and he holds back the urge to ask further questions about your perverted personal goals. “That’s so weird. Anyway, it isn’t about any of that. I want to do it. I think about doing it a lot.”

You tilt your head to the side, your ear facing him a bit more because did your boyfriend, the one who was emotionally stunted when you met him, admit to fantasizing about you? “You think about eating me out? Say more, please.”

“Fuuuuuck, why are you so-. Fine! I think about it when you’re on the couch with your legs spread–I mean, sure, it isn’t lady-like–but it’s hot and I think about just getting on my knees and…”

“I might pop you for the lady-like comment but I’ll refrain because you made me tingle.”

“Shut up and…spread your legs.”

You purse your lips, stifling a giddy giggle at your boyfriend using his stern voice. You shimmy out of your sleep shorts and throw them haphazardly to a corner to be forgotten about until who-knows-when. 

Putting on a brave front, and as though he’s done this many times before, Sakura rises from the couch and perches himself between your legs with his knees firmly placed on the plush rug on the floor.

You bite your lip—his gaze is unyielding and smoldering. You aren’t surprised at how hot your face is getting under his stare; it’s almost enough to make you clamp your legs shut and call the whole thing off, but you couldn’t if you wanted to as his hands, which are placed firmly against your inner thighs, grip you like you’re being held open in stirrups. 

“It's nothing like an orange…”

“A what!?”

Before you can say anything and before you can back out, Sakura is leaning forward, his breath is hot and fanning against your labia. For some reason, you need to look anywhere but at the top of his head as his tongue slips past your folds and swirls small circles around your clit. His hesitancy is palpable, making you a bit insecure until he pulls back, an earnest but determined look in his eyes, “Am I doing ok? Does this feel…right? I’m trying to imagine an orange, but it’s completely different.”

Weird recurring comments about oranges aside, you realize he’s not hesitant because of you. He’s hesitant because he’s worried that he isn’t doing a good job. He’s hesitant because, above all else, Haruka will always desire to impress and please you, and anything less is unacceptable to him. His inexperience has always been a non-issue for you, but to him, it’s a crutch and another way he feels like he doesn’t deserve you. 

Your gaze softens and you give him an encouraging smile. “You’re doing amazing, Kitten.”

The corner of his mouth twitches upward and with a dignified nod, he dives back between your thighs. Your praise fuels his desire to please you—and that fire burns bright, and the cautious licks before are replaced with suckles and tongue swipes that are far more confident. 

Your head falls back to rest against the cushiony headrest of the couch. Your hand finds the back of his head and pushes him in further, encouraging him to get lost in you and risk drowning. Sakura doesn’t mind the threat of suffocation as he considers it a worthy way to go. Still, he thinks you’re getting a little too cocky, and humbling you is his favorite pastime, so the gesture earns a playful nip to your thigh from Haruka, which in turn makes you giggle.

“Can’t you be serious for once? I’m trying to eat you out down here.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Kitten.” Despite your snarky come-back, you give him an encouraging moan that’s brought upon by open-mouthed kisses against your clit. Sakura willingly entwines his long fingers with yours, his thumb tenderly stroking the inside of your palm.

His other hands grips the plush of one of your thighs and pushes them forward, pressing them against your stomach and allowing himself the unbridled access he craves to get as deep as his tongue will reach. His licks become far more aggressive as he takes the time to map out your cunt through eager exploration. He commits every one of your sinful moans and gasps to his memory and revels in the way in which you get increasingly louder for him. 

Each one of your cries makes his cock twitch, and he finds himself having to adjust himself in his jeans. The scent of you, the sound of you, is simply intoxicating. You, to Haruka Sakura, are everything and then some. Your pleasure is his pleasure and he’s going to take that fact out on your cunt which is growing increasingly more sloppy just for him. 

Something that felt intimidating only hours ago now feels natural to Sakura as he drags his tongue across your clit, smirking as he feels it swell and twitch under the assault of his muscle. 

“You’re dripping for me. We might need a new couch after I’m done with you.” 

You can’t help but roll your eyes because fuck, why is he so-oh! Yeah, that’s the spot. You nod in agreement as you spread your legs wider to give him better access. “Y-yeah, a trip to IKEA is definitely in the future, I think.” Without little to no warning, he pushes two fingers into you so deeply that his knuckles kiss your entrance. Haruka’s fingers curl, and the sound of him twisting them inside you makes a lewd, wet sound, the kind that would make anyone blush. 

The pads of his fingers rub against the bundle of nerves deep within your aching sex. Sakura lets out a satisfied grunt as he strokes the spongy bundle of ridges. He doesn’t need an orange to see that this is what you like, all he needs to do is look down at the way your toes curl or watch as your eyes roll back and you bite into the plush of your bottom lip.

“Holy fuckin’…just relax for me. Don’t act like we haven’t been here before, at least.”

You let out a pathetic whimper, the sensation of being filled up almost threatening to push you over the edge, and he fucking knows it. He’s doing this on purpose, stroking you like this, making you more sensitive than you already are as you drip into the palm of his hand.

You look down to give him a glare, but you can’t help the squeak that leaves your lips—his intense gaze is set on you and threatening to light you ablaze. He stands up so that he’s kneeling over you, his face mere inches from yours, as he continues to push and pull his fingers in and out of your fluttering sex. 

“Look at you….a fuckin’ mess. Look me in my eyes while you use my fingers to get off.” His eyes are scanning your face in predatory reverence, they flicker down to your lips as you let out a low guttural moan. “That’s it, baby girl. Cum for me.”

Your heart palpitates dangerously as he uses a pet name that feels so intimate you want to melt into the couch. Your bottom lip quivers as you begin to buck your hips to meet the motion of his fingers, but it’s hard to keep up when he’s finger fucking you like he owns every inch of your cunt.

“Tch, what are you trying to prove by holding out?” His lips ghost against the sensitive skin of your earlobe, his tongue darting out to lick and suckle at the sensitive flesh. 

“You’re practically milking my fingers right now. You like every single inch that I give you, don’t you? You get so hungry for just a touch.” His voice is husky, his words only making you ache and arch more as the cocky, ex-Bofurin leader goads you on.

His mouth finds its way to the curve of your neck as he presses his lips against your quickened pulse. The proximity and gesture feels tender until you feel his teeth sinking into your skin, sending a delicious, searing pain shooting through your very being. “Cum like a good girl so I can bend you over this fuckin’ couch.” His voice is hoarse and coursing with his desire for you, and he’s not asking you to let go for him, he’s demanding it.

Your face, despite being contorted into pleasure, heats up because who the fuck talks like that? 

Haruka Sakura does. 

You groan, pressing the palm of your hand against the nape of his neck and pull him forward so you can give him the physical and verbal praise he seeks–your moans fill his mouth and your hips grind against his hand to roll out your orgasm in desperation. He eagerly presses his palm against your clit, adding more pressure to the sensitive bud that takes your breath away as he continues his curling, pushing, and pulling of his fingers.

You let out a final moan into his mouth and the smirk that forms on his lips as they press against yours does not go unnoticed. You haven’t realized it, or maybe you have, but at that moment, you created a monster. He now knows you better than he ever did and will use it against you every chance he can. He may be unable to commit to hours of foreplay, but he can guarantee that every second in which he’ll have you spread open for him will have you looking at him exactly as you’re looking at him right now. He’s committed to your pleasure moving forward and makes absolutely no apologies for it. 

“Theeeeere she goes. Now was that so hard?” Your half-lidded gaze meets his arrogant and pleased one as he pulls away, his hands already moving to unbutton his jeans. “Guess I’ll start to keep a number in my head to beat now, too.” 

You don’t have time to react before he’s turning you around and positioning so that you're offering yourself up to him and he’s adjusting himself between your spread legs.

And Sakura is truly pleased with himself as he places a hand on your lower back to steady you as he slides into your welcoming warmth. His eyes roll back because you fit him sooooo fucking well. Like a goddamn glove, and fuck, you feel even better with his saliva dripping out of you. 

Who the fuck needs store-bought lubricant when you could just produce your own with spit? Moving forward, Sakura fully intends to put Astroglide out of business. 

As the loud squelches and airy sounds of his cock spreading you in half fills the air, Sakura reflects on how he got here. 

He can’t help but give a mental thanks to the orange that made this all possible–and he guesses, also Suo, but mostly the orange.

[kooktrash]

romantic dreams | jeon jungkook

drabble: motorbikes, bars and head [standalone]

summary: you’re not going to lie and say you’re fully over what happened but you’re tired of fighting it. you’re too worried for his well-being to leave him yet and you find yourself constantly enabling him with your soft words and telling him what he wants to hear. or in this case showing him you’re all his and you’ll never change that. [2.9k words. smut at the end. jk gets a bj. he gives oc a ride on his motorcycle]

His touch was tender, his fingers lightly grazing your ankles as he held you in place. The motorcycle tilted to one side as it rested at the red light and you had to hold onto him a little tighter.

Your boyfriend gave you a reassuring pat on your thigh as he drove off with the green light and you sucked in a breath. It was wet, rain bounced off of your helmet and covered your vision, the wind was cold and you did nothing but hold onto Jungkook.

“How are you feeling?” Jungkook asked once you two were finally off the bike, “Sorry, baby, it didn’t say anything about rain tonight.”

You didn’t give him much of a response as your teeth clattered and headed toward the restaurant bar the two of you stopped at. It wasn’t even where you were supposed to go but the rain was heavy and Jungkook knew you didn’t feel comfortable so the two of you were just going to wait it out.

The restaurant was surprisingly loud with a nightlife atmosphere inside. It was dimly lit and young couples and friends lounged around snacking and drinking. It was hard to even find a table without being squished against the next table. He left you to go find something to order you two and you sat alone at the squared table trying to wipe away any puddles of rain that haven’t soaked into the fabric of your jacket yet.

It’s been exactly one since Jungkook’s meltdown and you haven’t told anyone about it. The next day he acted totally normal and in a good mood and though you tried to bring it up you thought about what it would be like if he acted that way again. He seemed to be okay now… and he even got rid of the cameras but…

Was it enough? No, but he scared you still sometimes.

You looked at him as he stood in line at the bar. He was in his usual leather black jacket and black tea. His hair was a bit shorter than last time but it was still long enough to look wavy. There were two girls standing behind him probably in their mid twenties and by the looks of it, they were already a little tipsy. They looked at Jungkook’s back before huddling closed and giggling. At one point Jungkook turned to you and gave you a cute smile before casually looking down at them.

“Excuse me, are you using the chair?”

Just like that, your attention was pulled away to the person in front of you. He was tall, light brown hair and gentle eyes. His hand rested on the top of the third chair at your table and he pointed to the table behind you, “We ran out and I was gonna ask if I can take this one.”

You gave him a soft smile, “Go ahead.”

He smiled back widely, “Thanks, sorry if we’re too loud, they’re drunk.”

“Don’t worry, I get it,” you said looking down to your phone to end the interaction but he just nodded.

“It started raining out of nowhere right?” Your smile slowly fell, he’s not leaving yet.

“Who’s next?”

Jungkook was frozen in his spot even as the line behind him grew longer. He was too focused on your soft smile as you talked with some guy. He’s been in line for a couple minutes now trying to think of what to order for you while you’re off talking to some other guy. How was he supposed to feel about this?

“Sir—“ Jungkook looked down at the two women behind him. They had rosy cheeks and glossy lips and looked at him like he was something special. Without sparing them a second glance he finally went to the counter and got his wallet out. His movements were smooth and mechanical, even his tone of voice sounded strained yet gently and he ordered your food normally.

You smiled at the guy warily as you glanced at Jungkook just in time to catch the way he handed the cashier the money and took his receipt with him, turning to your table. You cleared your throat awkwardly, trying to find a way to get this guy to leave, “But yes, if you need the chair go ahead and take it, I wouldn’t mind.”

“What wouldn’t you mind?” Jungkook stood behind the guy now as he had a hold on the chair. He turned around surprised, “I was wondering if you were using the chair?”

“So why are you still here? Take it already and fucking leave,” Jungkook grumbled as he sat down across from you watching the guy closely as he looked back to you, “Alright thanks.”

You gave him an apologetic smile watching him leave while Jungkook watched you.

“Is he cute?”

“Is who?”

“That guy,” Jungkook said as you took a sip from your drink, “You look pretty sad to see him go. Your conversation must’ve been really good.”

You released a small sigh, deciding to change the subject, “Did they say how long the wait is?”

“I didn’t ask,” Jungkook said. He watched you play with the wrapper of your straw, “Why are you so pretty?”

You raised a brow at him unable to fight the urge to blush, he still had a strong effect on you after all. Your eyes met and his seemed to soften once more, making you reach across the small table and take his hand in yours. You decided to tease him a little, “Why are you?”

Once the rain had stopped and you finished your meals, you were back outside in the dark night letting Jungkook help you with your helmet. The shield was still up and he was strapped it together under your chin but he stopped for a moment to look at you. You didn’t move or even smile as he said, “I love you.”

“You too,” you smiled softly as he leaned forward to plant a quick kiss on your lips.

“Do you?”

The bell above the door to the restaurant chimed as the group of guys who sat one table over from you came out laughing and drunk. The one who asked for a chair caught your attention but only because he was watching you two. Jungkook followed your line of sight and turned, unimpressed and with a clenched jaw. You didn’t mean to stare at the guy, he wasn’t your type and you obviously weren’t thinking about him but Jungkook didn’t know that.

He acts fine after his meltdown but you can tell by the way he stares at you that he’s waiting for you to try and leave him again so he could react. If it was up to him you would never be out of his sight. He doesn’t have a temper with you but you’ve definitely noticed a temper with other people lately. You’re not sure if he purposely didn’t show you it before but he really has no patience for anyone else and sure that does reassure you a bit to know he doesn’t give another woman the time of day… but it also means he has a short temper when it’s comes to guys who approach you. They don’t even have to be hitting on you for Jungkook to intervene like you’ve done something to piss him off. All you did was look at the other guy and Jungkook turned ready to start something with him. You tugged are his helmet to get him to look back at you but you could see the way his tongue poked against his cheek and his eyes tried to shift to the side to watch the guy as he and his friends took a smoke break outside.

You’re not sure if it was because they seemed drunk or because the guy was ticked off by the way Jungkook told him to leave but you heard the guy from earlier yell, “Your boyfriend’s got a nice ride but I bet mine’s more impressive!”

His group of friends laughed but your attention was on Jungkook whose gaze had hardened. You shook your head, “Let’s g—“

“I could give you a ride, babe—or better yet you can give me a good ri—“

“What’d you say?” Jungkook was never focused on you as he turned to the guy. The rain had stopped but it still smelled of wet earth and there were puddles of water that reflected the light sign of the restaurant as people still dined inside. The guy was with about five friends and they were all laughing at their friend’s obviously inappropriate catcalls just to rile Jungkook up and it was working.

You had to think fast to get his attention back on you, “Baby, let it go, let’s just go.”

“What? Did I say something wrong?” The guy scoffed with a smirk, “You think you’re hot shit acting hard in front of your girl?”

Jungkook chuckled, as he pulled away from your grasp on his jacket and began taking his helmet off, “Why don’t you leave your friends and come say it to my face cause I can’t hear you.”

You took a deep breath, “Jungkook, come on he’s drunk, he’s trying to rile you up.” There were also six of them and one of him, you don’t doubt Jungkook can’t stick up for himself — he’s a boxer for christ's sake — but he’s out unnerved and these guys just want to start trouble.

The guy’s smile disappeared, “You don’t want a problem with me.“

“Wanna bet?” Jungkook had an amused smile on his face, “You wanna try and hit on my girl to disrespect us both? Yeah, I do want a problem with you so like I said, stop hiding behind your friends and come say it to my face.”

Your boyfriend began walking their way, not intimidated at all by the amount of them and that’s what worried you. Jungkook doesn’t care how many he’s against.

“Jungk—“

“Hey! No loitering outside the restaurant, take your problems somewhere else!” A worker came out just as Jungkook got closer to the group. You took this as your chance to pull Jungkook away, and although reluctant he followed you.

You got back on the bike and just before Jungkook took off, he swerved the bike into a puddle and splashed the guys with water, driving off as they shouted at him.

When you got back to your buildings, you had to follow him into his. He seemed annoyed and you rather not have him mad at you or anyone for that matter. He always acted strange when he was mad.

“Are you upset with me?” You asked as Jungkook threw off his jacket and helmet almost aggressively. He wouldn’t even look at you.

“No.”

“Oh,” you took your jacket off as you watched him go to the fridge for a drink before walking over to his living room straight to his record player. He flipped over his Deftone’s ‘White Pony’ vinyl and let the first song to pop up play before going to sit on the couch to be on his phone. “You sure?”

“Yes, baby, I’m sure,” Jungkook said with a firm jaw, “But I tell you all the time to stop entertaining these loser guys.”

“I’m not.”

“Well it sure fucking feels that way when you’re giving them all these sweet little smiles,” Jungkook said with a scoff, “You make them think that they can take you away from me, like I’d let that fucking happen.”

You released a sigh as you moved in front of him, down on your knees so he wouldn’t be able to look away. He made room for you between his legs as he met your soft eyes with his, “Nobody is taking me away from you.”

“How do I know that?” Jungkook asked with a tilt of his head. You bit your lip nervously.

“Because I love you.”

He wasn’t looking at you, his attention was off in space and you can only imagine all the crazy things he might be thinking. You put your hands on his thighs, the black denim rough under your fingers. You rested your head on his leg, “Want me to show you?”

His brow raised in curiosity as he looked back at you. Jungkook was strange, he was delusional and possessive and sometimes really scary. You did care a lot about him though and you needed to remind him that you stayed with him—even if it was because he scared you.

He didn’t look away from your eyes as your hands slid up to his jeans, you undid the button, pulling down the zipper and taking note of his bulge even soft. He was resting back on the couch with his legs spread around you and you leaned up to kiss him.

Jungkook’s tongue explored your mouth as he moved up just enough for you to tug his jeans down and groaned into your mouth when you palmed his member, making it harden quickly. Jungkook’s hand wrapped itself around your throat as you pulled away and he looked down at your parted lips, bucking his hips into your hand and suddenly your tongue stuck out a little more. He tilted his head curiously at the way you opened your mouth to him willingly and he smiled, tongue sliding across his lip ring at the sudden thought that ran through his head. He sat up a little more as you sank back down on your knees and before you knew it…

He released a line of drool into your waiting mouth watching it land on your flat tongue and you finally yanked his black briefs down. Jungkook slumped back as your hand took a hold of his member.

Jungkook’s jaw dropped as he watched your combined drool drip onto his tip, immediately reacting to the strange sensation and you didn’t seem to have patience today. You took him in both hands and pointed his cock toward your mouth, tongue running flat against the vein on the underside of his member.

He released a shaky breath, a hand on your hair for support, feelings his balls tighten when you teased his head by running your stiff tongue over his stool as it leaked precum.

His hips began to move seeking more than just the teasing, fingernails digging into your hair trying not to mess it up but hinting at the fact that he wanted more.

Once you had enough of his member covered in spit, you took it into your mouth. He moaned feeling your throat relax around him while your tongue flattened against his side and tried to lick around him. You began to stroke whatever didn’t fit into your mouth as you bobbed your head along his thick length, using his moans to guide you to do what he would like. Everytime your head came up you would take a deep breath through your nose and suck harder around his tip. Jungkook began to move his hips more, meeting your mouth with each thrust to get his cock deeper until you were gagging. He wasn’t even listening to the music in the background, only to the way your throat gurgled with the way he fucked your mouth. When it became too much you lifted your mouth off him, panting out of breath as you licked up any excess drool or precum from around your mouth. His dick was stiff in your hand and you couldn’t help but hold it against your cheek, giving it a small smack, “I love you.”

His dick twitched in your hole as his head lolled back and with him not paying attention, you surprised him by angling it up and moving your tongue to lick between his testicles and up his length. Jungkook released a loud groan as his eyes squeezed shut when you lightly nipped at the loose skin around his balls before sucking one into your mouth just the way he liked, hand pumping up and down his cock, feeling the way it throbbed stiffly shooting out a little precum. He was out of breath, moaning, "Aish, baby, just like that.”

You did it a couple more times before going back up to take him in your mouth and he placed a hand behind your head when you tried to come, “A little more, I’m almost there.”

Your other hand was on his thigh for support as it got harder to breathe and your throat tightened around him. You had taken him all the way to his base, your nose brushing against his smooth and clean pelvis and all he needed was one final thrust into your mouth before he was cumming.

Jungkook was loud, head thrown back, eyes rolled, lips parted breathlessly moaning your name and when he moved his hand back you nearly coughed as you came up for air. He barely gave you time to cool down before he was lifting you onto his lap with ease and forcing your jaw open with a kiss. You kissed back with need, unable to deny the fact that he turned you on so fucking much.

“I love you,” he moaned against your lips.

“I love you too.”

::.

alright alright I don’t wanna do a full part two but I’ll do drabbles bc for some reason I love his crazy ass

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Hey I have a request for a Kenan fic but with smut

🔥🥵🌶️

It's his birthday and him and female reader go out, having a nice evening and eating dinner together with friends probably. When they come home, she wants to take care of him to make this evening even better if you know what I mean 😁 I'd like to read about her giving him a bj and/or a hj and really spoiling him. When he's about to finish, she asks where he wants to cum and you can decide what his answer would be 😉♥️

Thanks in advance and pls pls take your time, I know you're so busy with all these requests 💋💐 have a nice day

A/N: WARNING SMUT‼️

BIRTHDAY BOY - KENAN YILDIZ

A day of celebration

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

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It was Kenan's birthday, and I wanted everything to be perfect for him. He deserved a day of relaxation and celebration, a day where he didn't have to worry about anything.

We decided to go out for a nice evening and have dinner at one of his favorite restaurants.

As we arrived at the cozy, dimly-lit restaurant, Kenan's face lit up with a smile that made my heart skip a beat.

The evening air was warm, and the city was alive with its usual bustling energy, but tonight felt different—special.

“Are you excited?” I asked, linking my arm with his as we walked inside.

He glanced at me with that charming smile. “More than you know. Thank you for planning this, Y/N.”

Dinner was perfect. We enjoyed a delicious meal, the kind that leaves you feeling both satisfied and slightly indulgent.

Kenan was in high spirits, laughing and sharing stories, his eyes twinkling with joy. It was a wonderful sight, and I felt a deep sense of satisfaction knowing I could bring him this happiness.

Kenan and I headed home, arm in arm, feeling a little tipsy and very much in love. I had a surprise planned for when we got home, something I knew he would appreciate after a long night out.

As we walked through the door, I guided Kenan upstairs. He looked at me curiously as I guided him to the bathroom, where the tub was already filled with warm, bubbly water and a few candles flickering softly around the room.

“Wow, this looks amazing,” he said, his voice filled with appreciation.

“Only the best for the birthday boy,” I replied, giving him a playful nudge. “Go ahead, get in and relax. You deserve it.”

Kenan began to undress, and I turned to leave him to his bath. But just as I was about to step out, he caught my hand.

“Wait,” he said, his eyes locking onto mine. “Will you join me? It would make this even better.”

I bit my lip, knowing exactly where this could lead. "Are you sure? I don't want to intrude on your relaxation."

"I'm positive," he said, pulling me closer. "I want you by my side, always."

I didn't need any more encouragement. Quickly, I began to undress, revealing my body to him. The candlelight danced across my skin as I slipped out of my clothes, piece by piece, until I was completely naked.

Kenan's eyes darkened with desire, and I could see the bulge in his pants growing.

Lowering myself into the warm water, I sighed contentedly as the bubbles caressed my skin.

Kenan followed suit, his strong body sliding into the water beside me. We sat in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying the warmth and the intimacy of the moment.

Soon, I began to wash his body, taking my time to explore every inch of him. I lathered up a sponge and ran it across his broad shoulders, down his chest, and over his hard abs.

I paid extra attention to his nipples, circling them with the sponge and watching as they pebbled with desire. Kenan closed his eyes, a low groan escaping his lips as I teased him.

Moving lower, I washed his strong thighs, my hands gliding dangerously close to his now very obvious erection.

I could sense his need, and it only fueled my own desire. Tracing patterns on his legs with my soapy hands, I asked, "Is this okay? Am I teasing you too much?"

"No, don't stop," he said, his voice husky with want. "It feels so good, Y/n. I want you to touch me."

Taking that as an invitation, I reached for his engorged cock, wrapping my soapy hand around it. Slowly, I began to stroke him, my hand gliding easily up and down his length.

I loved the feel of his hardness in my hand, the way his breath hitched as I touched him.

"Oh, Y/n," he moaned, his head falling back as I quickened the pace. "That feels so damn good. Your hand feels amazing."

I quickened the pace, wanting to drive him wild with pleasure. "Do you like that, baby? Do you like my hand on your cock?"

"Yes," he hissed, his hips bucking slightly as he thrust into my hand. "Don't stop, I'm close. Oh, God, I'm so close."

I smiled, loving the power I had over him in that moment. "Where do you want to cum, Kenan? Tell me where you want it."

His eyes snapped open, and he looked at me, his face a mask of pure lust. "I want to cum all over your tits," he growled. "I want to mark you, baby."

Hearing him say that sent a jolt of desire straight to my core. I pumped his cock harder, faster, wanting him to lose control. "Are you close, baby? Are you gonna paint my tits with your cum?"

"Yes!" he shouted, his body tensing as he reached his peak. "Oh, fuck, Y/n, here it comes!"

His cock pulsed in my hand, and I felt the first spurt of his release land on my chest. I continued to stroke him, milking him for every last drop as he coated my skin with his essence.

It was incredibly erotic, feeling his warm cum splashing against me, marking me as his.

Slowly, he opened his eyes, a satisfied smile on his lips as he took in the sight of my cum-covered breasts. "Damn, that was intense," he said, reaching out to touch the cum-covered skin. "You look so sexy like this, covered in my release."

I blushed, loving the way he appreciated my body and the mess we had made. "I aim to please," I said, leaning in for a kiss.

The kiss was passionate and deep, filled with the intensity of the moment. We stayed like that for a while, kissing and touching, exploring each other's bodies under the water.

“So, did you have a good birthday?” I asked, tilting my head to look at him.

“The best,” he replied, his eyes filled with affection. “And it’s all thanks to you.”

I smiled, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with the bath. “I’m glad. You deserve it.”

Kenan chuckled, his fingers tracing patterns on my arm. “You know, you’ve made this birthday unforgettable. I couldn’t have asked for a better way to spend it.”

“Good,” I said, turning slightly to kiss him. “Because I love making you happy.”

He kissed me back, a soft and lingering kiss that spoke volumes. “And you do, more than you know.”

[incogrio]

ch.yj - i'll be your waiter today, sir

pairing: yeonjun x gn! reader, established relationship

genre: fluff, SMUT!

synopsis: you're a waiter at a restaurant and your bf yeonjun comes to visit you. activities ensue.

warnings: bj, general smut warnings, switch! yj, not very well written smut, nothing too crazy

w/c: 1k+

an: first smut... hope y'all like it bc i liked writing it! feel free to jork it to this fanfic, love y'all LOL i have nothing else to say <333

COMMENTS/FEEDBACK GREATLY APPRECIATED!!

your feet were killing you and your breath wafting back from your mask is making you wish you could quit your job and run away. your boyfriend, yeonjun would’ve supported you, but you couldn’t find it in you to rely on him like that. you muster up the courage to crack your neck and stretch out your foot for a moment, before getting back to work. just as you look up, you see your co-worker, oscar, welcoming in someone with a black baseball cap similar to your uniform’s, and a mask. he was tall, and looked a lot like yeonjun. you tilted your head as your eyes followed the two men to a little table in the corner, and finally you could see his face. wait a minute, that is yeonjun! what is your idol boyfriend doing visiting your job? you have no one else to serve as of now, and you thought of just watching your pretty boy, before you realized that your co-worker, oscar, was throwing himself at your boyfriend. 

“brother eughh,” you mumbled to yourself, watching yeonjun scootching away from oscar’s hand on his bicep and awkwardly coughing. yeonjun eyed around the restaurant, eyes yearning for the sight of your familiar body. 

when he finally finds you, he darts his wide eyes to your coworker as he takes his order, “help me!” he pleads with only his eyes. 

you smirk at him from behind your mask, your eyes crinkling ever so slightly. yeonjun almost melts at the sight. his little smile behind his mask falls when you shrug and take a lollipop from behind the counter, popping it into your mouth and looking away in faux obliviousness. 

to be honest, all yeonjun could think about was your lips. how they glistened with saliva and melted lollipop, the light from the windows making their gloss even shiner. how he’d love to force you onto your knees after teasing him like this, force his cock into your mouth and watch your lips suck on something meaningful. he’d grab your face harshly, fingers digging into the back of your head as he- 

“all right sir, your drinks will be out in just a second.” oh. right. 

yeonjun nods and as soon as oscar has left his vicinity, you walk up to him. he rolls his eyes at you, turning his back to you in faux anger. 

“thanks for your help back there, y/n.” he says angrily. if he wasn’t your yeonjun, you would’ve actually been worried. well,  a flash of worry washed over you as he used your real name, not one of the pet names he grew to love. 

you pouted, “aww, not baby or angel? you must be really hurt!” you baby him. it’s something you’ve both grown to love. him being the oldest in his idol group leaves him with lots of friends, but not much room to be babied. with you, however, he melts into a copy of huening kai. you can see his cheek pull up into a small from the angle you have on the back of his mask. 

he stays stubborn, and you grow frustrated. “yeonjun-ahhhh!!! you’re so stubborn!!” you whine out, stomping your foot lightly. 

he turns back to your, mask stretching to accomodate his jaw dropping. “aish! you talk to all your customers like that?” 

you look around, making sure no one can see you two, “only the ones i’m in love with,” you reply cheekily. yeonjun smiles, reaching up and slowly pulling his mask down as you lean closer to his lips. your gaze never leaves his plump lips, his staring into your eyes lovingly. he reaches a hand up, taking off your cap and placing it on the table before cupping your cheek. your lips slot together like two tetris blocks made for one another. he swipes his tongue across your lip, tasting the sweet cherry lollipop that had graced your mouth behind hand. he moans softly against you, before you hear footsteps behind you. 

you go to pull away as you hear oscar behind you, “y/n?” he asks, confused. yeonjun does let you pull away, smiling against your lips as you hit his chest softly, getting in a few more sucks on your plump lips before finally freeing you. you don’t face oscar, only bowing your head to look at the wood graining on the table as heat engulfs your face. 

“so… those are our specials!” you say, turning on your heel and walking away. 

once again, you’ve left your boyfriend with a hard-on and dreaming of your lips. 

soon after, yeonjun is fed his food from a newly silent oscar. after he finishes his meal, he leaves oscar a hefty tip and makes his way up to your little podium. 

“i’ll be waiting in the car, yeah?” he says softly. you find it endearing that he tries to not embarass you further. he reaches his hand to stroke the back of yours with his thumb, a silent apology, but not without a cheeky smile hehind his mask. you nod. he mutters, “love you,” before heading out the door. 

the rest of your shift is undeniably awkward. oscar is angry you’ve “stolen” his man, and you can’t stop thinking of the idol whos madly in love with you waiting in his fancy car. when the clock striked ten pm, you couldn’t have bolted outside faster. you walked up to yeonjuns black nissan gt-r, peering inside to find him softly palming his erection through his sweatpants, looking at pictures of you. you giggle to yourself. 

you go to the side where he is sitting and softly knock, causing him to jump and try to hide his previous actions. when he sees your familiar face, his shoulders slump out of relief.

“you’re being so mean today!” he whines as he opens his door.

“am i?” you mutter, climbing to kneel in front of his feet. he closes the door, looking down at you with a smirk. you press a kiss to the side of his knee. 

slowly, you kiss higher and higher, before sliding past yeonjuns erection to his other leg. he rolls his eyes, he tapped his foot before grabbing your jaw in one hand. 

“brat.” he says through his teeth, lips his hips up and pulling his sweatpants and boxers down with one hand. he wraps his hand around his cock, tilting it forward and directing you to open your mouth with a thumb flicking your lip. 

you smile, “won’t you beg me first?” you ask, fluttering your eyelashes at him.

he grumbles, pulling your face closer to his cock, and biting his lips when you refuse. 

“fine. please, please suck my cock baby.” he begs monotonely.

“thats the best you can do?” you ask, replacing his hand on his cock but remaining still.

“for fucks- please baby! it’d make me so happy, i promise.” as he spoke, he fell deeper into the submissive boy you loved to play with. “you wanna make me happy, yeah? please, angel, suck your baby’s cock,” he whines out, voice cracking and blown out eyes tearing up. you silently open his mouth and take his tip between your lips. your tongue flicks against his opening, picking up his precum and he moans lewdly, bucking his hips softly. “oh, fuck, yeah, just like that. soooooo good for me baby,” he groans in a high pitched tone as he throws his head back, arm reaching up to clutch the headrest. you looked up for a moment, taking in his sensual form and finally, you take a deep breath and force his entire dick into your mouth and throat. he is rendered silent at this, tongue almost hanging out of his mouth as he merely let out a soft breath. your nose just barely grazes his taut stomach. 

you moan against him, forcing him to reach to the center console with his freehand to dig his fingers into. “oh god… your mouth was made for my cock, wasn’t it? made just for me, only me.” he takes a few deep breaths as you begin to bob your head up and down, slobbering messily on his huge cock. “god… so fucking good,” he whines.

you keep going, faster and sucking harder as you feel him lose all sense of self. he begins to buck his hips into your mouth wildly. he ruins your rhythm countless times, but you can’t find it in you to tell him to stop.

“perfect fucking fleshlight… yeah, thats all you are,” he says mostly to himself kicking his feet forward onto the acceleration for more control. thank god the car is in park since he pushes his entire weight onto the pedals as he lifts his hips up and off the seat. you moan loudly, his balls slapping your chin lightly as his dick reaches new depths in your throat. “cumming! gonna- gonna fill your pretty mouth… you’ll swallow it all, i know you will…” he trails off deliriously, smiling to himself as his neck pulses from its pressure into the back of the seat. he moans devilishly as his dick convulses, shooting load after load into your mouth.

yeonjun only finds it in him to sit down and let you breathe once you let out a pitiful whine, tapping his thigh in a sign for help. when you’re freed from his cock, you finally are able to take a huge breath as slobber falls from your open lips. he leans forward onto his knees, staring down at you as if challenging you. you close your mouth and swallow all his dna whilst looking in his eyes, to which he smiles and kisses you softly as a reward.

“come,” he mutters, helping you up and into your spot as passenger. he reaches for the napkins in the glove box, cleaning his cock with a tissue before folding it over, cleaning your pretty face with the clean side. 

“did i do good?” you ask, slightly insecurely as he pulls his pants back onto his hips. you always wondered what the sex felt like for him, and despite how much he craved you, you never understood how insatiable he was for your touch, and your touch only. 

“did you-“ he chuckles, “baby, i’m gonna fuck you so hard when we get home. maybe then you’ll get how you make me feel.” 

[g-xix]

Sidemen Masterlist

☁️= fluff, 🔞= smut, 💢 = angst

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! Send litr anything in thru the inbox n i'll write it (or not)... No promises it'll be done any time soon tho :DD

writing for: Tobi Brown, Harry Lewis, JJ Olatunji

Tobi TBJZL Brown

"20 v 1" - where Tobi is subject to a 20 v 1 and finds one date a lot more interesting than the rest... ☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" 🔞"Charity Match" - Whereby as Tobi pulls his top of victoriously after the charity match, someone notices a few seemingly suspicious markings over his body... 🔞"GTA n BJ's" - A oneshot story in which Tobi learns that teasing his girlfriend and expecting her not to retaliate is a bigger mistake than he could ever even begin to imagine... 🔞"Eating out Headcanons" - Sidemen Headcanons of what the boys would be like giving you cunnilingus 🔞"Getting their ass ate HC's" - super brief HC's of the SDMN getting their ass eaten ☁️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip 🔞"Where would the Sidemen Hickey you?"

Simon mini-Minter

☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" ☁️"Scrambled Eggs." - Platonic, JJ x reader x Deji x Simon oneshot inspired by "World's hardest cooking challenge" Sidemen Sunday, whereby Deji, JJ, Simon and Y/n come home from school and see the Olatunji parents aren't home, and try to cook something. Emphasis on the try... ��️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip

Ethan BEHZINGA Payne

☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" ☁️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip

Josh ZERKAA Bradley

☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" ☁️"Zerkaa Dating HC's" - Headcanons of what it'd be like dating Josh 🔞"Anniversary" - Happy anniversary! Too bad that whilst Josh tries to enjoy a romantic restaurant date, you're all too riled up and escalate the sexual tension across the table until the two of you can't stand it anymore- so much so that you don't even manage to make it home before you're naked 🔞"Eating out Headcanons" - Sidemen Headcanons of what the boys would be like giving you cunnilingus ☁️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip

JJ KSI Olatunji

☁️💢"Chocolate eyes" - Why is jealousy the emotion it took for JJ to finally admit his feelings for you? | Brother's best friend!OC ☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" 🔞"Quarter-to" - JJ just cannot keep it in his pants and wait until after dinner reservations to fuck you- can you need to race against time to get yourselves off and get to your that restaurant in time? 🔞"KSI NSFW alphabet" 🔞"Seven Minutes in Heaven" - Seven minutes. Locked in a cramped, confined closet with the man you'd been teasing all night, merciless to his touch for those savoured seven minutes where your friends can hear everything within those four thin, wooden walls. ☁️"Scrambled Eggs." - Platonic, JJ x reader x Deji x Simon oneshot inspired by "World's hardest cooking challenge" Sidemen Sunday, whereby Deji, JJ, Simon and Y/n come home from school and see the Olatunji parents aren't home, and try to cook something. Emphasis on the try... 🔞"Eating out Headcanons" - Sidemen Headcanons of what the boys would be like giving you cunnilingus 🔞"Getting their ass ate HC's" - super brief HC's of the SDMN getting their ass eaten ☁️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip 🔞"Where would the Sidemen Hickey you?"

Vik VIKKSTAR123 Barn

☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" ☁️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip

Harry W2S Lewis

☁️"How the Sidemen (& more) would react to seeing you crying" 🔞W2S NSFW alphabet 💢"Pregnant" - Careless sex turns into something more serious which has you panicking over how the hell Harry will accept it... 🔞"Threesome" - W2s x reader x ChrisMD in a post-pub drunken mess of horny brains and hard cocks 🔞"Lockdown vids pt 1" - You're too horny to wait for Harry to finish his recording with Chris, Will and Stephen, yet come to realise the consequences to the impatience of your actions... Part of [KINKTOBER] 🔞"Lockdown vids pt 2" - When Will and Chris catch you two fucking whilst on a Discord call, and just can't help but join... Part of [KINKTOBER] 🔞"Eating out Headcanons" - Sidemen Headcanons of what the boys would be like giving you cunnilingus 🔞"Getting their ass ate HC's" - super brief HC's of the SDMN getting their ass eaten ☁️"Harry Potter x Sidemen AU headcanons" - goofy lil headcanons of the Sidemen in an alternate, Harry Potter n Hogwarts Universe 🔞"Praise Kink" - kinda porn without plot, just a short 800 word blurb detailing what it'd be like having Harry's cock in your mouth whilst he praises you <3 🔞"High on your Ford Mondeo" - Lazy Summer night with your best friend spent smoking 🌿 on top of his ford mondeo, leading to acting on those desperate sexual inhibitions, even if that means fucking on the car roof in the middle of assfuck nowhere "Sidemen DofE Headcanons" - Basically some old headcanons I made of what the sidemen boys would be like on a Duke of Edinburgh trip 🔞"Where would the Sidemen Hickey you?"

ALL!! - silly little drabbles "Fave SDMN vids" (a playlist of vid recommendations) "Troops Vegas trip Photo collection" POLL: which of the SDMN do the masses wanna see more written for??? "Sidemen reacting to some1 drowning" Headcanons

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[stattikdemon]

Kinktober 2024 - Day 6 - Femdom

Hello and welcome to day 6 of this amazing kinktober 🤩

Yes, I am late once again, but I hope I manage to make your wait worth it 😉

This one was a pain in the but, why are bj so hard to write anyway? 😅

But I tried to better myself since the last time I wrote one so I hope this one is better 🥲

Also, this one has more paragraphs as some of you suggested for better reading, so I hope this helps ☺️

Let me know what you think, comments and messages are always more than welcome 😊

MDNI +18

You and Alastor have been married for a few decades now, and although he was an excellent husband and an even better lover, things sometimes could get a little monotonous. So today you decided that you would be in control. You've never tried that, and honestly, you weren't sure if he would even like the idea, but it didn't hurt to try.

And so, after a romantic dinner at a simple restaurant and a walk through a nearby park, you both decided to call it a night and go back to your house. You decided to take a quick shower, the warm water helped you to relax as you thought about how you were going to bring up your idea with Alastor.

You heard the shower curtain opening and closing behind you, your husband's arms wrapping around your waist, and he lowered his head onto your shoulder. You scratched his head lightly, and he sighed, his body relaxing and his arms wrapping you tighter. You both stayed like this for a few minutes until he lifted his head from your shoulder, and in a swift motion he grabbed your arm and turned you, pushing you against the wall and locking his lips with yours in a passionate kiss.

You felt his hands all over your body, scratching you and leaving marks where he passed. His hand trailed down your body, down your stomach, until they reached your folds. He parted your folds, lightly playing with your sensitive nub, a whine leaving your lips and muffled by his own. He left your lips and went straight to your neck, placing nibbles all around it. You moaned from his tongue, licking a sensitive spot.

His fingers were now close to your entrance, teasing you and getting coated with your juices. He entered you slowly, getting deeper and deeper with each thrust. You were moaning louder now, his fingers touching your sensitive spot with every thrust, your orgasm building fast. You grabbed his hair and pulled them back into your lips, your moans now muffled in his mouth.

You were so near the edge, his fingers skillfully making you see stars. "Alastor…" - you moaned, the coil in your stomach ready to snap. He removed his fingers just as you were about to cum, a whine leaving your throat as he looked at you with a mischievous look. You huffed at him, slightly turning your face in discontent, and you didn't notice that he got on his knees and parted your folds with his tongue, his fingers thrusting in and out of you at a faster pace. He sucked and licked your sensitive nub, your legs barely holding you up as he kept thrusting his fingers at a fast pace.

"Alastor, I'm gonna… Ah! I'm gonna cum" - you screamed, grabbing his hair and grinding yourself on his mouth, the coil inside of you snapping, and he helped you ride your high. You were a moaning mess, your back arched and your brain completely hazed. He helped you ride you high, getting up and kissing you softly, his tongue still coated with your juices. You felt your legs starting to give up, but Alastor wrapped your arms around his neck for support, his kiss now soft and caring.

He helped you to wash, being careful with your hair and body. You washed his body as well, careful as to not make him too overwhelmed. He was still wary of touch sometimes, so you were very careful not to make him unconfortable. After you were both done, he helped you out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around you before drying himself up. You looked at his beautiful figure, even after all these years, you still didn't know how you got so lucky to have him.

You both got into your room. Your husband went to the drawers by the closet to retrieve his pajamas, but before he could button up his shirt, you hugged him from behind. "My love, I'd like to try something tonight, if you're comfortable." - his ears pearked at your words, and he turned to face you. "Oh, and what would that be, my dear?" He looked at you amused. "You'll see, my love" - you reached up to his lips to kiss him.

You took his hand and guided him to your bed, softly motioning for him to lay down. You lay down next to him, softly tracing circles on his chest while you kiss him softly. You slowly trail your hand down from his chest to his stomach, a slight twist from his muscles at the discomfort he was feeling, but he let you continue down to his pants. You free his member, still slightly soft but starting to come to life as you stroke him up and down.

A sigh escapes his lips when you break the kiss. You look at him with a wicked smile and go down to his waist, his member fully erect now. "Dear, you don't have to…" - you interrupt him. "I want to. I'm going to have all the work today, so you just enjoy yourself," you kissed his tip softly, a bit of precum coating your lips. You lick the underside slowly until you get to the tip again, drawing circles softly with your tongue. Another sign escapes his lips as he rises on his elbows to look at you.

You take his tip into your mouth, sucking lightly and licking, bobbing your head up and down, taking more and more each time. He closed his eyes, his hands gripping the sheets and his head tilting up slightly with another sigh. He looks at you with a grin, your head still taking almost all of his length now, taking your hand and stroking him alongside your lips.

"Darling…" - he sighed again and tried to pull you up to meet his lips, but you stopped him, placing a finger on his chest and pushing him down lightly - "Don't. I want to be the one pleasing you today, so don't you dare try to move". Alastor was amused by your determination, and so he laid back down, letting you crawl up to him. You kissed him, your tongues dancing with one another as you aligned your entrance with his dick and slowly slid down, a moan leaving your lips.

You moved your hips up and down slowly, your hands in his chest as support. Alastor placed his hands on your hips and tried to make you move faster, but you placed a finger on his chest again - "Ah, ah. You can keep your hands there, but you can't move me, mister". He huffed at you, and as revenge you buried yourself completely, a moan escaping his lips as you hit your cervix in a painfully and pleasurable way.

You kept going up and down his member, the angle making it hit your g-spot every time, making you a completely moaning mess. Alastor's breathing was hard, and his hands were grabbing to your hips for dear life, leaving trails of scratches and tiny bloody patches all over them. Your breasts were bouncing from your movement, the quick slapping sounds every time you lowered yourself filled the room, making you even more horny.

You laid down on his chest, reaching for his neck, licking and kissing it, winning a few more sighs and moans from him. You felt his dick twitching inside you, his breathing even more erratic than before. "Darling, I…" - he pleaded. "Don't you dare cum. You can only cum when I tell you to cum" - you growled in his ear, your movements erratic as your orgasm closed in.

His talons gripped your hips tighter, and his antlers grew taller as he tried to keep control of himself. You were so close now, the coil inside you ready to snap at any moment. "Alastor, please fill me up. Please cum inside me!" - you begged between moans.

You sat back up, making sure he was completely inside you with each thrust. A couple of thrusts was all it took for him to force you down completely, filling you up and making you cum as well. You could feel his warm seed deep inside you, your walls clamping him like a vice while both of you rode your high.

You fell down to his chest, both your breathing still erratic and you were seeing stars still. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest, and after a couple of minutes, you were both breathing normally. "Maybe I should go take a bath" - your voice was slightly strained, and when you tried to get up, Alastor didn't let you. "Ah, ah. Now that would be a waste, don't you think? Why don't you sleep just like this tonight?" - he chuckled mischievously. Joke's on him though, you actually liked to sleep feeling full of his cum.

[ohbabydollie]

MUTUAL BREAKUP HCS

i love writing them sm, u don’t understand

everyone assumed the break up was gonna be nasty and awful

everyone assumed it was going to start drama, end friendships, etc.

so imagine their surprise where up to three months after the break up you're still living with schlatt

you're still sleeping in the same bed as him

he was the one who helped you move into your new apartment that was only a three minute walk from his house

anytime both of you are in a video together you both sit side by side, his arm thrown over your shoulder and you leaning into him

you guys still kiss like it’s nothing

sharing kisses while doing anything

schlatt is almost always holding your hand

even if you’re sitting across from each other at a table he’ll reach over and hold your hand, occasionally planting kisses on your knuckles

you two tend to do stupid shit together especially if it’s for “the bit” (it never is just a bit)

imagine being in the otk iq test, you’re playing a little nerd and schlatt the asshole jock

schlatt is throwing bits of paper and eraser at you the entire time, teasing you by grabbing your test and holding it above your head, says he’ll give it back if you agree to give him a bj and you agree

uses the excuse of “dorks give the best head and have the best holes” on camera

sleepovers where you both drink and do karaoke

“OH DEAR YOU KNOW IM SUCH A FOOL FOR YOUUUUUU” you scream as schlatt laughs

“christ you can’t sing at all” he says grinning

is the ex everyone who crushes on you is insecure about

they can tell he still has love left for you and you still have love left for him

you don’t go on many dates unless you’re asked out, even then you apologize when you leave half way through the date

“i’m sorry, an emergency came up, i have to go” you say handing them enough money to cover your half of the bill and a little more

it ends the same way, you’re at schlatt’s apartment making out with him

he loves picking up your favorite drink when you need to get up early and ready for a interview

he remembers to get extra of your favorite sauce when they get you nuggets

he remembers what skin care you use and in what order, it’s perfect especially when he wants to get you gifts

he knows what metal you wear without having to look at your instagram because he remembers from looking at your bracelet while holding your hand

he knows which snacks you like so he keeps them stocked at his house for a movie night

he pretends not to notice little details about you, but it’s so obvious he does

like if you like coke or pepsi more

he remembers your orders for restaurant and could recite them in his sleep

i mean you would be over your ex if you could find someone better

[thethinthing]

Food Orders at my Hw vs My Cw

At my Hw I was 111kgs which is about 244 pounds. I had a bmi of 36 and I was obese. When ordering from fast food restaurants I didn’t look at calories I just looked at what was the biggest item that I could inhale and get temporary satisfaction from. Continue reading to find out what I ordered from my 3 favorite restaurants

Restaurant I McDonald’s:

HW Order: 20piece McNugget (830cal)

Medium Fries (320cal)

Double Quarter Pounder(740cals)

Whole Meal:1890cals|137gcarbs|106gfat

CW Order: Small Fries (230cals)

6 piece McNugget (250cals)

Buffalo Sauce Cup (30cals)

Whole Meal: 510cals|47gcarbs|29gfat

Restaurant II Popeyes:

HW Order: 3 Chicken Thighs (840cals)

Regular Fries (270cals)

One Biscuit (240)

Whole Meal: 1350cals|80gcarbs|83gfat

CW Order:5 Blackend Tenders (280cals)

Regular mash potatoes (110cals)

Whole Meal: 390cals| n/a | n/a |

Restaurant III BJ’s Restaurant and BrewHouse:

HW Order:1/2 portion of Nachos (820cals)

BJ’s Smokehouse Burger (1320cals)

Side order of Fries (350cals)

Whole Meal: 2490cals| n/a | n/a |

CW Order:

Slow Roasted Tri Tip (590cals)

Roasted Asparagus (30cals)

Broccoli (40 cals)

Whole Meal: 660cals| n/a | n/a|

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And that’s all. For some restaurants I couldn’t find all the macros for so that’s why it says N/A. This took really long to do but should I do a part 2? If this post is well received then I’ll probably do one but we’ll see. Hope you enjoyed and follow for more post like this!

[mostlyghostlyy]

I feel like dale would tease the fuck out of his partner, trying to make you horny at the most inappropriate moments

Oh, absolutely. He's always horny so I can see him trying to drag you down to his level.

Especially during phone calls. Imagine you're on the phone, fully enthralled in a conversation that does NOT include him, and he's jealous. So he comes up behind you and slips his hands down the waistband of your pants. Fingers grazing over your panties, and his mouth hot on your neck. Doesn't matter if you try to pull away or not. You're stuck in his grasp. His goal is to get you to pay attention to him instead, but he wouldn't necessarily deny how you moan into the receiver. Blushing and apologizing to the person on the other end. Dale would tell you to "keep talking" and he "doesn't want to interrupt" all while fingering your pussy. He wants to make you horny and he wants to embarrass you. Unfortunately for you, both are working. Dale enjoys hearing you scramble for an acceptable excuse.

Another phone one because that's all I can think of tonight; Dale loves calling your workplace. Calling and asking for you by name. Hearing the "Okay, just a second," then a moment later, your friendly "Hello?" On the other side. He'd let rip some of the most lewd noises you've ever heard. (Think Billy Lenz from black Christmas) loudly keening into the mic. Letting loose strings of garbled nonsense about how he's touching himself and how he's gonna fuck you. Muddled ends, beginnings of thoughts caught between grunts and whimpers while he strokes himself. Begging for you to come home early. Planning out how he's going to lick you clean; inside and out.

Dale would pretty much expect you to be touching yourself as well, or at least become aroused by it. Dale is expecting you to stay on the line until he cums, breathing heavily through the receiver. You might have to hold it away from your ear tbh. Hang up on him, and he's going to be pretty upset. I'd honestly be pretty afraid to have him on the line, coworkers constantly eavesdropping. Imagine the gossip if someone overheard one of these conversations....

He is constantly trying to make you horny when you're out with family. I don't know why, but he strikes me as the type of guy who wants to shove it in their faces that you're with him. Especially if they don't like him. He typically enjoys any kind of family reunion for this reason. Coming up beside you and leaning close to you. Nibbling on your ear while you continue the conversation. If that doesn't prompt a response, he's sticking his tongue in your ear. He'll keep trying to outdo himself until he's got you horny or you're angrily telling him off. Either way, Dale is probably not getting invited to anymore family events.

Lots of teasing when you sit down at restaurants. Starts with cute compliments from him, platonic to romantic to obscene. If you give away any feelings of excitement, he's doubling down. Rubbing his hand on the inside of your thigh, teasing at the more sensitive flesh higher up. Trying to stimulate you while being coy. He'd purr about how "we're in public. Naughty Angel, you're already shaking"

If you seem to be receptive to all his advances so far, he'll try to get you to give him a bj in the bathroom, the absolute degenerate.

[tsukimefuku]

Tactics

You and Higuruma finally go on your first not-date when you finally decide to give him an answer.

Tags: +18! SMUT, Jujutsu Kaisen, WITH PLOT (I'm a plot whore), Higuruma x OC/f!reader, reader is definitely falling for him, this is going to get messy, bj, edging, penetration, m!top x f!bottom dynamic because Higuruma is clearly a switch and so is f!reader, Higuruma is sort of a little shit and you love it.

The song that inspired this: Tactics - The Yellow Monkey (on YouTube)

This is part of my "Jujutsu Partners Canon Divergence AU". A sequence of short stories and random drabbles for a Nanami x Reader x Higuruma long fic I might write. To see the ever-growing list of one-shots and short stories, please visit my masterlist :) 

Disclaimer these stories are NOT written and posted in chronological order of events. To see where this story fits in the timeline, please check the masterlist mentioned above. This takes place AFTER "Lover's Pass (Nxf!R)" and "The Event - Part 2 (Nxf!R)", that I'll post sometime along the next week.

The prickling feeling of love with you in the air, Biting into the rough sand, surrendering to the night. Won't you let me drink wine with those proud lips of yours soon? A man and a woman bound on a full moon night, eternally Intensely, lady, ah, gimme your love! Mysteriously, lady, I need your love! Occasionally, those lonely eyes you show, I can't tell if they're true or false. Honestly, lady, ah, gimme your love! Try to feel it, lady, I need your love! Swept away by your gestures, the passionate love dances within me.

— Tactics ☾ イエモン

Your face was flushed, but it wasn't due to the two glasses of wine you decided to drink that night. You and Higuruma were sitting across the table, officially on your first not-date with the man.

Earlier that day, you had called Higuruma, asking if he could meet you.

“Of course. It’s a date, then.” He answered on the other side, glad you called.

“No! It’s not a date! It’s a not-date.” You chided, barely noticing the blush on your face in the backseat of the car, whispering into the phone, while Ijichi drove you and Nanami to your next mission.

You heard a soft chuckle, and his voice was honeyed with delight. “Fine. Then let me take you to a not-dinner on our not-date. Okay?”

You could barely hold the smile forming on your lips as you said “yes. Sounds good.”

Then, after defeating the Lover's Pass curse with Nanami and having an emotionally charged conversation with him that didn't end well at all, you were on your way to meet Higuruma, to finally give him an answer. 

"So, what is it with you and Nanami Kento? You two seem very close." He asked, observant eyes on you, as he rested his chin on his hand, elbow on the table.

"Oh, you're a pretty straightforward guy, aren't you?" You asked, jokingly, taking a sip of wine. You were both in a restaurant, as he offered to take you to a not-dinner on your not-date. So you both decided on eating appetizers and share a half bottle of wine. After abusing your liver so much these past few days, you decided to definitely take it slow tonight.

"I like to think so." He smiled, avoiding a big witty comeback that could derail the conversation and help you avoid answering the question.

You sighed before responding. "We met around ten years ago, when I wasn't an actual Jujutsu sorcerer. He and Gojo came to my hometown, Odate, to work on a case that ended… Badly. After that, I left Odate. From what he's told me, that case was also the reason he left Jujutsu for years, too."

Higuruma was silently listening in between the clacks and clicks of glasses and cutlery that filled the restaurant.

"And how did you end up working for Jujutsu High a decade later?" He inquired.

"Gojo. He realized the higher ups were plotting to get me into 'custody' for working as a 'healer' under the radar around Japan, you might say, and he intervened, royally saving my ass." You chuckled, drinking some water and grabbing a plain dinner roll to take a bite. "He wanted to bring me here to Tokyo ever since we met at Odate, because he was sure I could learn reverse cursed technique to heal other sorcerers, but I was so angry at Jujutsu High at the time I couldn't bring myself to do it."

Higuruma tilted his head softly to the side, curious. "Why?"

"Long story short, the entire shitstorm in Odate happened because of their unethical ways of treating people outside the prized clans." You answered, sighing and leaning back on your chair. 

"Oh." 

"Yeah, ‘oh’ indeed." You shrugged. "Well, Gojo and Nanami are the two people in my life that still have some connection to my past, especially Nanami. We worked together on that mission from the first day to the last."

"I see."

"After I came to Tokyo, I started to go on assignments alongside Nanami for the first few months I was here. It was somewhat similar to our situation. I guess this is basically the entirety of the story. He became a close friend and someone I actually trust in the dirty world of Jujutsu." You concluded, taking an actual gulp of wine, trying to shove down your discomfort of talking about Nanami right now and having flashbacks of the night the both of you shared together. 

Somewhat satisfied with your answer, Higuruma leaned back on his chair too, starting to eat as he had his hawkish eyes trailing over you. His gaze was indecipherable, as you could almost hear the cogs turning in his head, seemingly… planning something? You could've sworn you saw the corner of his mouth twist up in a smirk.

***

You threw the keys over your tiny dinner table and invited Higuruma inside, as you both removed your shoes in the entry hall. When he made his way in, he was instantly overpowered by the multiple scents of different varieties of flowers and plants. Your entire apartment was covered with plant vases and greens, and had a beautiful light wooden floor that extended around the entire place. It was a little messy, but strangely welcoming, if you knew what to look for — somewhat like yourself.

"I'd like to talk and give you a proper answer, Hiromi." You said, sitting down on the couch, inviting him to sit beside you.

Higuruma nearly smirked at the sound of his name through your lips, but kept his composure. "About if we should continue our bedroom endeavors?" He answered, then smiling, as he sat beside you. 

You chuckled. "Yes. This not-date was lovely, but I don't know if we should proceed, and I'd like to talk about it."

The man hummed, kind of disapprovingly. "Here it comes. Tell me."

With a sigh, you began. "I have feelings for someone else. I do not intend to pursue any sort of relationship with this person, nor keep nurturing this, but I-"

"Did you like sleeping with me that night and would you like to continue?" He interrupted, looking at you, completely unbothered by what you were just saying.

You were taken aback. "What?"

"Would you like to keep having sex with me?" He inquired again. "I can tell you right now that I really enjoyed what we had that night, and definitely would like to do it many more times."

You were at a loss for words. "... I- I..."

"Stop thinking. This should come naturally. Just answer what comes first to your mind." Higuruma said, planting his hand over your knee while restraining himself from sliding his fingers up your thigh, knowing full well how that turned out the last time. He was very aware he'd have to navigate this with you carefully if you were to tell him how you truly felt, instead of running away, and he employed some of his old tactics to do so.

Interrupt you in the middle of a ready to go statement, surprise you with an unexpected question that addressed the main point he wanted to discuss, and rile you up in any way he could to lower your defenses. Truth was never calmly said — it was usually blurted out in shame or desperation. 

Your body trembled to his touch, and you were glad to be sober, or otherwise... Damn this man and how endearing, charming, and handsome he is. 

“So, what is your answer, my dear?” He inquired, pressing his hand over your knee. He was figuratively and literally pressuring the answer out of you.

"Yes. I liked it very much, and I'd very much like to do that more times." You spat out, smiling in utter embarrassment at your complete lack of self-control.

"Then that is the part which interests me," Higuruma responded, shamelessly leaning towards you with a gentle — yet mischievous — smile on his face, having you falling on your back in a second. He caged you in between his hands, holding the backrest with one hand, and the arm rest with the other. You put your hands over his chest and started breathing through your mouth.  You thought you should open the window, why is it so hot in here?

"Does it interest you?" This man knew, especially from your last pillow talk, you were like a bird. Prone to flying away at any sudden movements. So he decided to have a more active approach this time, because he knew exactly what he wanted — he wanted you.

"Yes. I-It does," you answered, body warm all throughout, as you looked at his mouth, biting your lips. 

That was all he needed. Higuruma buried his mouth to yours, pressing his tongue insistently against your lips. You welcomed him in, and his tongue teased yours as you began to take off his tie. He took both of your hands firmly using only one of his enormous hands, not squeezing them, still supporting himself to hover over you holding the couch's backrest. You halted your movements as he leaned back to look at you. "Not now."

His glassy eyed gaze and self-satisfied smile sent shivers down your spine, as he seemed to be taking bites out of you simply by looking. You smiled at him and asked, "bossy tonight?" 

"Kind of." he confessed, planting a quick kiss on your lips. Higuruma then got up, and kept looking at you, who was already becoming a little mess laying on your back, and nonchalantly put his hands in his pockets. "There is something I remember about the last time we did this dance, darling."

"Is there?" You asked, with half a smile, sitting up to look at him. "Is it the fact we seem to always start doing things on not-so-comfortable couches?"

He chuckled richly. "No. This time, it was a little intentional, not gonna lie." You were confused. "Last time, if I remember it correctly..."

"Oh, 'if you rememb-'"

Higuruma put his index finger over your mouth and instantly shut down your antics, making you go silent. "I'm speaking now, my dear." He smirked, sliding his finger under your chin, and proceeded. "If I remember it correctly, you got to finish twice. I only finished once. Does that sound fair to you?"

You shook your head, completely mesmerized at the effect he was having on you. You wanted to get on your knees immediately and unzip him, letting him face fuck you into oblivion, but waited, because at this moment he was leading the dance, and would dictate the next steps.

"So, do you have any idea how we could restore some balance?" Higuruma said, in a deep, gravely voice, as he lifted your face a little more, finally removing his finger from under your jaw.

Looking at the edge of his pants, your hands slowly made their way to unbutton them, but he held them in place. You whimpered, and he chuckled softly. "How do you say, darling?"

"Please?" You asked, rubbing your nose over his closed zipper. His erection was very evident at this point, and you huffed a blow of hot air over it, feeling his body vibrate softly.

"Good girl." Higuruma said, sliding his fingers through your hair, as you moaned to the sound of that. You unbuttoned his pants, unzipped him, and slowly removed them, alongside with his boxers, being met by his cock, already flushed with a red bulbous tip. 

"May I?"

He rested his thumb on your chin. "Put your tongue out."

You did as instructed, and could hear him groan at the sight of you presenting your mouth open, tongue sticking out to meet his needs. Higuruma grabbed his cock and grazed the tip over your tongue, moaning pleased, eliciting a whimper from you too. "Do you want it?" He asked, taunting you, brushing his tip, now slick with your saliva, around your upper lip. You nodded, both hands plastered over his thighs, longingly. 

In response to your nod, he used his free hand to delicately push your open mouth onto him, holding tightly to your hair as he did so. You felt you were already dripping in between your legs just to the taste of him, and began sliding your mouth up and down on his length, savoring it as you did so.

You made sure to press with your tongue every time you felt a particularly prominent vein, having Higuruma pulling his breath through his teeth in satisfaction. He began bucking his hips very gently, careful not to choke you, as you glazed his entire length with spit, moaning in appreciation. Even though he had you under his thumb right now, he was still very much preoccupied with you, so you put your hands on the sides of his hips, pushing him encouragingly. Following suit, his thrusts into your mouth became stronger and faster, starting to hit the back of your throat. You held your choking, and moaned louder, pressing his hips more urgently. He threw his head back, letting out a strained moan, as he began to effectively face fuck you with intent.

A few tears started pooling in your eyes, as you took his cock entirely into your mouth, eager to please him. Higuruma started to pump his girth sloppily into your mouth, panting, and asked, in-between moans, "can I come in your mouth?", to which you responded with a loud and muffled "mm-hmm". He then let go completely, bucking his hips with complete abandon against your mouth until you felt a warm splatter in the back of your throat, his cock pulsing as he came desperately.

You began swallowing his cum, sucking on his cock, feeling every spurt go down your satisfied throat, until you let go of it with an audible pop. Then, you looked up at him.

Higuruma was staring at you, and began brushing his hand on your cheek in a loving way. "So, now that we're even," he began, smiling in his blissful state, "we may go to the bedroom." The sorcerer offered his hand to help you, and you promptly took it. He pulled you up suddenly, and before you realized, you felt your feet swooping up in the air, with one of his arms under your knees. He was holding you in his arms, like a bride, and grinned as he tilted his head down to look at you. You put your arms around his neck for support, and couldn't help but flush so completely when he was gazing at you in such a lovely way. 

"You tend to get your face often flustered." He said, walking inside the bedroom. "I love it." Higuruma laid you on the bed and noticed you had a bedside lamp. He decided to turn it on, and you could see him under that half-lit daze.

Inside your room, the flowers smelled even stronger. Higuruma couldn't discern right now what was your flowery smell, and what the flowery smell lingering around your apartment. 

He put his knee on the mattress to climb on the bed, and removed his tie without breaking eye contact with you. Higuruma then started unbuttoning his shirt slowly, clearly teasing you, opening it up to reveal his beautiful body underneath. You stared at him shamelessly, and he noticed it, grabbing your hand, putting it over his abs silvery lit, making your body tremble in satisfaction.

With a chuckle, he finished removing his shirt and climbed on the bed, laying right beside you. Then, Higuruma put his hand right behind your waist and pulled you in for a kiss. You could still taste the wine on him, warm on his breath, and gasped the moment his hands began tracing the outline where your pants and your shirt met. Lost in your own haze, you rolled over him, removing your shirt with a tug. Sitting over his unclothed cock, you traced your fingers over his muscles, admiring the view. He had his hands up, splayed to each side of his head, and you grabbed his wrists, pushing them down the sheets. Higuruma's face blushed slightly, as he smiled at you. "Feeling bossy tonight, too?"

"Kind of." You replied, replicating his cadence. However, he effortlessly flipped his hips underneath you and had you rolling underneath him. Higuruma yanked his hands from your grasp and held your hands above your head, seizing the opportunity to grind his throbbing cock over your clothed sex, drawing a surprised moan out of your lips. Tonight, he'd break you gently, lovingly, in every way he could. "Too bad, my dear. Today, I'll be the one in charge." He let go of your hands and in swift moves, undid your bra, unzipping your pants and removing them calmly. 

Higuruma put two of his fingers over your lips, and said, "open up." You obliged, and he entered your mouth delicately with his digits, grazing them up with your saliva. You sucked on his fingers softly, while looking at him, satisfied at the sight of him grunting. Then, he traced his fingers down your body, ghosting right above your aching core. You tried bucking  your hips in the direction of his fingers, but the sorcerer noticed it, and pulled his hand a little further away.

"If you want it, ask for it." Higuruma chided, calmly, locking his eyes to yours.

"Please, touch me." You replied, desperate for some friction on your neglected bud. He seemed hell-bent on driving you mad this night.

"Oh, I didn't even have to say anything for you to ask nicely. Good girl." His praise came down on you like warm rain, sending waves of honeyed dewy satisfaction all over your skin. He pressed his fingers around your entrance, and gently pushed them in, having your walls clenching desperately pulsing around them. When Higuruma bottomed out his digits inside your pussy, he used his thumb to rub small circles on your clit, having you instantly trembling under his touch. He groaned, pleased, and said, "you look so pretty undoing like that."

His words sent shivers all over your body, as you felt every single hair pry up, electrically. You mewled and moaned, as his fingers stretched you out for his cock, throbbing and yearning for another release. As he felt satisfied enough with your walls fluttering around his fingers, he pulled them out, ghosting your entrance with the tip of his length. He got distracted for a moment, looking around. 

As if reading his mind, you put your hand on his shoulder. "I'd like to... feel you tonight."

He lifted an eyebrow, curious. "Are you sure?"

You nodded. Higuruma then took your hand on his, and gently kissed your knuckles, intertwining his fingers to yours as he pressed your hand beside your head on the sheets. Then, he teased the tip of his cock, sliding up and down your folds, stopping a few moments to press it against your bud, eliciting a whimper from you. He kept doing this to slowly drive you into a spiral, taking full advantage from the fact that he had already had an orgasm, and you hadn't. Watching you squirm, twist and turn under him was one of the best things he'd ever seen, Higuruma was sure of it.

"P-Please... Hiromi, I'm b-begging, please-" you pleaded, urgently, as he lifted both of your hands above your head and held them down firmly, putting his other hand over your hip to push you down the mattress.

"Ah... You look beautiful, asking for me." He pressed the tip of his cock in your entrance, and you gasped, as he thrust into you incredibly slow, sinking inch by inch, taking all the time in the world to weave your walls around his girth. Finally bottoming out, he pulled equally slow, and you were just about to weep in frustration, desperate to buck him into you relentless, but firmly held in place by his hand pressed against the plush of your hips.

"I need you... You're driving me mad-"

"Am I, now?" Higuruma asked, chuckling in between pleasure filled huffs, leaning over to hover his lips above yours. He didn't kiss you, though, and you couldn't press forward properly because the still held both of your hands above your head, limiting your upper body movements. You were just about to explode with all that buildup. "Then beg." He said, smiling, sliding his tongue quickly over your lips.

"Hiromi, please. P-please... Ah-" You huffed, "I beg, I plead, I implore. I'll do w-whatever you want, just please-" You looked at him, asking for him to have you, vulnerable and raw.

There, he had it. Your defenses dropped completely, and he finally started rolling his hips against yours intently, picking up a rhythm, sending your head spiraling and instantly making you feel dizzy in that stupor. You weren't even moaning anymore - you were actively yelling, arching your back on the bed, screaming his name. His body, his warmth, his smell, his taste, his name, it was all you had in your mind right now. You were completely Hiromi drunk, as he occupied all of your senses.

Not wanting to neglect your full pleasure, he drew his hand, previously on your hip, over your aching bud, and started drawing circles over it, eager to have you come completely undone under his touch and on his cock. You were so wound up by this point that your orgasm quickly came crashing down on you like an earthquake, cracking and breaking your convulsing body under him. Higuruma leaned down to kiss you, as he felt you impossibly tightening around his length, knowing full well that he wouldn't last long like this.

Right before he could press his lips to yours, though, he felt the desperate surge in his belly, and mustered up the strength to ask, in between grunts, "can I come inside you?" You said yes, and he let go, pressing a passionate kiss on your lips, as you felt him painting your walls inside with thick strands of cum.

You were panting into his mouth, after you both came down from your respective highs. After both finally opened their eyes, you looked inside his, and the way he looked at you, so intently, made your heart throb, sending butterflies down your stomach and raising every hair on your body with electric anticipation. Your face became completely flustered in an instant, and Higuruma noticed it. 

You realized the way you reacted to him definitely wasn't the way you'd feel if you just had a crush on the man. This was something else.

"What is on your mind?" He asked, letting go of your hands, and parting your sweat gripped hair on your forehead to lay a kiss. You quivered under him, and he felt it, letting out an almost unnoticeable grunt in satisfaction.

"You." You blurted out, before you could think of anything else.

He leaned back to look at you, eyes slightly wide, and an amused expression. "What now?"

You blinked repeatedly, insecure, not because you were completely naked under his body, but because you knew what you were about to say next.

"I believe I have feelings for you, too" You answered, surprised at how you said it, so naturally. “I’m actually sure of it. I do... Have feelings for you.”

His smile widened, and he pressed his lips to yours, heart fluttering content, lingering for a moment with the taste and sensation of you.

As he parted, he chuckled, putting one of his hands on your cheek and looking the most satisfied you had ever seen him. "Well, it's nice to know I wasn't barking up the wrong tree."

This charming asshole! You thought to yourself, in a mix of happy indignation and loving heart throb.

"Now, can I actually ask you out on a date and treat you to a proper dinner, please?" He finally asked.

Oh, this man would be the death of you. He surely had it all planned out. The not-date, going to your house, putting you against the wall, having you underneath his thumb, and every little move this bastard made. The worst part was that you loved every moment of it, just to have this former lawyer wiggle his way into your heart and whirl out a confession from you. Such a lovely bastard.

You smiled back at him, planting a quick kiss on his lips. "Yes. Anytime you want, bastard. Don’t think I didn’t notice what you did."

He laughed contently, brushing his lips against your cheeks, making his way down to kiss your jawline. You mewled quietly to the searing sensation of his lips on your sensitive skin, desperate for more of that. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Higuruma answered, mischievously. 

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End notes:

So, this is thoroughly inspired by the song "Tactics" (and I suggest you give it a listen, please!), and I loved every second of writing this one-shot. I really hope you guys enjoyed reading it just as much. <3