#boyfriends or whateverrrr

[traf-gorbaf]

[computervampir]

do you ever just wanna grab your friend‘s face and kiss them violently just as a reminder that they are loved

[tistheseasonofrocknrollin]

Ask out the mayor's daughter. Talking to her would be a start.

FJSKFJA OKAY FINE I WILL . shes so intimidating though idk how to approach her without shaking so hard my skeleton disintegrates

[boundbyeclipse]

hii!!! hope ur doing well <3

js wanted to req sm rlly cute nd sweet for kirk or jason (up to u to pick which u wanna write for) i thought prompt 4 (fluff) would be so cute w virgin!reader and their first time w the band member ? maybe they’re rlly shy nd don’t know what to do or whateverrrr 🙈 (cute nd soft plz!!)

. thanks luv xx

cinnamon summer

genre : fluff

word count : 1111 what a nice number

tags : soft!jason, gentle!jason, shy!reader, virgin!reader not THAT kinda way, reassurance, very cute and soft 🥺

a/n : hi sweetheart! i’m doing better alreadyyy! 🫶🏼 i picked jason since kirk has been literally the main one for the requests i’ve been getting! thank you for requesting, i hope i fulfilled your wish and that you like this! 🤍

from the prompt list : 4. “i'm scared because i have never kissed anyone before"

With a fair share of giggles you and Jason sat in his dad’s car, a getaway from reality as he drove through the field to the windmill. He was a little bit of a risk taker, stealing the pickup truck in the middle of the night just so he could take you on a little bit of a different kinda date. No matter how much you worried about the possible consequences, Jason insisted on sneaking out ; quite rebellious of a boy he was.

On your way, he told you a story about the very first time he grabbed the keys from the nightstand that was right beside his father, him asleep.

“I almost got grounded,” he chuckled, “dad found me by the abandoned farm with my friends, and I had just turned eighteen”

“What the hell were you doing there?”

“Well, we basically wanted to have a little birthday party for me. I know, it sounds crazy. I mean, who would ever want to celebrate their birthday next to an empty, dark wooden farm?” he asked, pulling up near the windmill.

“A freak like you” with a smile on your face you replied, clicking the button to undo the belt.

“Why did I even ask?” Jason laughed, getting out of the car, the wind hitting his face in an instant, his curls flowing beautifully.

About to open the door to get out, you stop, seeing Jason on the other side pulling the handle to open them for you. He was such a gentleman, and you felt grateful for it, a happy smile curving on your lips.

“Thank you” you said, his hand reaching out to grab yours.

Walking to the back of the windmill, you sat on the green grass, a pretty landscape in front of you with the sun setting far away down the horizon. Golden rays of sunshine hit your faces, birds chirping in the trees, white cotton clouds above your heads.

You could talk for hours. There was never a moment where you had to stop and think what to say next - it came naturally. It felt like you knew each other forever, being around each other’s presence ensured safety and comfort. With Jason, you felt at peace. And it has been like this since the very first day you two met. The moment he laid eyes on you he knew that he had to get to know you better, as much as your beauty made his heart tremble. Jason thought at the back of his head “how can someone be so precious?” because everything about you, he found magical.

After what seemed like a few hours had passed, you two sat shoulder to shoulder, as he gently reached for your hand to hold. It made your heart flutter, cheeks burning with redness. He made you so shy, despite the fact that you already were like that. This gorgeous boy being your very first boyfriend, first love, first everything ; you wished for this feeling to never fade.

He turned his head your way, looking at your side profile that he adored. He observed it. From your forehead, to your eyes, thick eyelashes, perfectly curved nose, and those lips that he wanted to kiss so bad.

He knew you were new to all of this. You’ve never been held close, never been taken care of, never been loved, never been kissed. And Jason wanted to make sure that he was the one to change it. Of course he doubted whether he should do this now, or wait a bit longer to make the move. But he wanted it so much, that he decided to not waste any more time, clearing his throat before he spoke.

“How would you feel if I told you that I really want to kiss you right now?”

You shrugged, feeling his large hand squeeze your smaller one.

"I don’t know… I’m scared because I have never kissed anyone before. I don’t know what to really do"

His eyes then softened, darting over at your lips for a moment, then giving you a reassuring smile.

“Don’t be. I promise you that I’ll be gentle with you, and if you want to pull away - do it. I’ll understand. I know how scary first times can be”

You beamed, thinking to yourself about how you weren’t sure how to kiss, how to move, you only knew to keep your eyes closed based on the movies you’ve seen. Even though they make it look perfect in the movies, you knew it would be way harder in real life to do it. But something deep inside you kept repeating the words “do it”. So you stared into his eyes full of stars and love, grinning as you nodded slowly as a yes.

“It’s okay” he whispered underneath his breath, his hand cupping your cheek as he slowly leaned in, fingers getting lost in your silky hair as your lips connected.

You would have never thought it would feel so good to kiss anybody. You felt like you were on top of the world, millions of butterflies dancing in your stomach as you quivered with anxiety. He could sense your fear, along with the uncontrollable shaking of each part of your body.

He pulled away for a moment, thinking that maybe he should stop to not overdo it. Jason wanted things to go right and right only.

“You alright?” he asked, receiving a quiet “yes” from you, calming him down and letting him know that everything was going the good way.

“We can… Can we do it again?” you stumbled over your words, taken aback by the feeling the kiss gave you. Jason bit his lower lip, repositioning himself so that he could sit with his body facing yours. You mirrored him, not so afraid anymore, waiting for him to kiss you again.

As your lips met again, you couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, your hands finding their way into his hair that you loved so much. It was so voluminous and fluffy, Jason was like a cute puppy. You kind of envied him for having such bouncy and full hair.

When you pulled away, your face fell into his chest, giggles erupting from the both of you, feeling shy like young kids.

“You know, I actually wanted to ask you something” he suddenly brought up, making curiosity within you grow big.

“What is it?”

“Well, by any chance, would you like to be my girlfriend?

Your heartbeat quickened hearing the question. And you could sense the hesitation in his words, but you weren’t hesitant at all with the answer you were about to give.

“Yes, I would”

[puppy95]

have you listened to brat the new charli xcx?

I refuse who makes their album art that ugly and then change all their shit cuz thats ur new aesthetic ur being paid for now no thank you its like when girls hide all their pics on instagram cuz they got a new boyfriend whateverrrr i am the harshest music critic but im still right charli hasnt been good in five years i blame ag

[stellarsturns]

Twisted Hate

part 2

pairing: dom!chris x reader, enemies to lovers.

summary; you and you’re enemy chris, are forced to go on a vacation. Yet, you both don’t hate each other as much as you think.

warnings: Swearing and angst.

authors note: Hi y’all ! i kinda hate this!! But whateverrrr

** Beep Beep **

I look at my phone which is ringing, I see the name. In bold print it says “Alex.” Which is my ex boyfriend.

I pick up the call, Chris starring at me. “Hello?” I state into the phone.

Alex : Hi, we haven’t spoken in awhile. How are you.

“I’m good! How are you?” I state. Chris starring at me as I make this phone call.

Alex: Im great, we definitely have to see each other again.

“You are so right Alex!! We gotta meet up again.” I state, a smile growing on my face. Out of all my exes, Alex is my favorite. He’s really nice.

Chris’s Pov:

I glanced at her, was she seriously talking to her ex? Like Alex? I thought she hated him..

I began to stare at her watching the conversation play out. Once the call ended I immediately felt my anger growing.

Y/N’s Pov:

After a few minutes I ended the call with Alex. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Chris starring at me, once I notice him he looks away.

After a few moments in silence the brunette boy speaks up. “What the fuck was that.” He states angrily.

I look at him confused, “Chris what the fuck do you mean?” He glares at me, “I thought you hated Alex. You always talk so much shit about him.” He states.

“Oh, uh-“ I begin to speak but I am immediately cut off by him. “This isn’t a joke, you are such a two-faced bitch. No wonder why he broke up with you.”

I glare at Chris, growing angry by the second. “What the fuck did you just call me?” I state. He looks at me, “Called you a bitch.” Before I know it my actions take over and I slap Chris across the face.

“Don’t fucking put your hands on me again.” He states, aggression filling his voice. I looked at him, “You deserved it, now i’m grabbing dinner with Nick, stay here by yourself.” I state, walking away.

** TIME SKIP **

I come back into the room to see all my clothes I had put away thrown everywhere in the room, and no Chris.

I looked down at the mess on the floor, everything including my bras and undies were sprawled around on the floor.

He thinks he’s so funny for doing this, I told

myself. I sigh before I begin to clean up. Organizing and folding everything on the floor neatly.

By the time I am finished the food I hate brought back was now cold. I approach the microwave, placing the food in there and letting it cook so it’s not cold anymore.

Immediately once the microwave dings, Chris waltz through the door, this time stumbling around.

I look at him, “Are you okay.” I ask, not like I care. He smiles and giggles, “I am like soooooo fine.” He slurs, giggling at every little thing.

I roll my eyes, and sit down to finish the small slab of food I have from dinner. Chris took a shower whilst I ate. At least he was productive i say to myself.

Once I am changed and ready for bed, I turn the lights off hoping into the bed. Chris then hops into the bed getting under the covers. He quietly says, “Goodnight Y/N.” I blush a little bit, “Goodnight Christopher.”

I turn on my side, attempting to get comfortable before two familiar hands wrap around my waist.

@hysteria-things big thank you to Haleigh for helping with my writing block💋💋

[gaemen]

Make boyfriend feel better!

(Based on todays game)

Antony pissed off Licha before the match. This is now after the match.

Lisandro: mierda… *whispered, looking at his injured ankle*

Antony: *runs to licha* I’m sorry- are you okay? How bad does it hurt? Can you move it? *worried*

Lisandro: now you’re not mad? *chuckles*

Antony: I’m said sorry.

Lisandro: hm, whatever. What about a kiss for forgiveness? *smug smile*

Antony: no- everyone’s here! *hugging Lisandro*

Lisandro: *sighs* so? Come on~ just in the cheek! *he put his finder on his left cheek*

Antony: *blushing* s-still no!

Fred: just kiss the man, damn. *annoyed*

Antony: *whispers to lisandro* Later I’ll give you something in return, not now.

Lisandro: whateverrrr pretty boy *winks*

[pandassilver]

Its been so long since i updated my diary on here! so this one might be a little longer!! there r so many typos but im way 2 lazy 2 fix it (╥﹏╥)

I havent updated since i was going crazy tbh.... i have my final exams due this week my collage and highschool classes are so easy omg!! ;-; at my old school i feel everything was alot harder but i could think this bc my brain is like actually devluoping idkk... my collage class this semster was all about creatvity so we litierly did arts and crafts the entire time, and in my english class i like actually like what were doing. weve been reading so many plays outloud and it really reminds me of when i was in theator and i kinda miss it??? and one of my classes switched at semster and its actualy somthing im intrersted in!! so its been rlly fun

I have a really really really sweet bf and hes so kind and nice to meeee :333 I'm literally never getting over this! my mom really likes him and its so nice having a boyfriend that isn't like actually crazy or just using me *party* i was so nervy going into a relationship because of my past experiences but like this has been so nice and im totally autismo over him idek bc like i can be myself and not really normal yk!! okay ill shut up abt him.....

cheer has been so lameeeee... like actualy theres litertly always drama for no reason.... like i got home from practice today and i look at the gc and theres Two people trying to call out other poeple in the gc instead of like messaging them??? ;0;?!? i skipped all of last weeks practices becuase that was the last thing i wanted to worry about and not to b that guy but i litetelry know everything, it gets so boring when its just reveiw every. single. day. and she didnt let me cheer.. and like thats totalty reasonable but my coach literly told me the minitue i got there and my man (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ was literly on his way so it wasnt so bad...

I stopped talking to some people since my last update… tell me why theyre being like actually evil tho….BOTH of my exes got together ON MY BIRTHDAY… and maybe im paranoid but everyone I’ve talked to agrees that its really weird.. and im literally getting like bullied by them😭 like what… actually waiting for them to get kicked out but whateverrrr…

Buttt i think thats all??? Idk ill update yall when i remember more

[lqfiles]

BRO MY ASK JUST DELETED OMG

BUT I remember a bit 😭 but as i was saying, haechan’s bitch ass is so annoying and you write that so well bc i just wanna make a necklace out of rocks and choke him with it 🙂‍↕️ (im just kidding guys 😋 y’all got my back tho right?)

free my girl y/n tho she ain’t do nothing wrong ✊🏼 LET HER NAP ✊🏼✊🏼

“i won’t let yangyang bother you” “only I can” i know bro is gonna be sliding down the wall if anything happens between him and y/n and she’s ignoring him and his sad ass writes a song to gain her back (guys don’t worry im just mentally preparing myself bc lqfiles’ angst scares me so im coming up with worse scenarios 🥲)

also yangyang is so funny 😭

“tell her it’s a date” nvm i wanna kiss him again… 👁️👁️

heh

BUT I WILL TALK to my friend don’t worry!!! so far we talked and she understands bc i have boundaries that it’s nice to see hear about relationships once in a while, but it gets tiring when it’s day after day and it’s that topic

guys pls separate your relationship and friendship 🥲 i will support my friends crush, bf, gf, partner, wtv, but i will not support every single conversation about that person. pls respect your friends 🫶🏼 and if they don’t respect your friendship, bite them, violence is always the answer.

but thank you for the update 😋 literally anticipating the next update every time and i eat it up every single time bc you’re so talented 🫶🏼

- 🫧

(also, bella got her harness!! i’ll send you a pic bc she looks so pretty ☹️ but about her being a hybrid… im not sure 🥲 i was just thinking about her having spots bc her dad was a black maltipoo but imma try to do her a test)

(also she has a little sweater too but imma try to buy her a hat too for the sun… can you see she’s spoiled? 😭 and her birthday is july 25th so yes, early birthday presents) (she will get more tho 🤞🏼)

i’m glad that everyone has something against haechan because THATS WHAT I KINDA WANT like this is meant to be ENEMIES for a reason you’re meant to dislike his behaviour 😓 hjskdhskdjs when he sees her tweet about jaehyun and he’s like “he is not even all that” and gets ratioed like yangyang, WE WANT RHE POSSESSIVENESS!!! yangyang is so fun to write believe me i always have a blast coming up with his dialogues

IM GLAD YOU PUT YOUR BOUNDARIES STRAIGHTT and i’m glad your friend was understanding, i’ve seen people who are not understanding at all and take it as a jab at them specifically.. you described it perfectly tho, like i will support whatever relationship you got as long as you don’t bring it over to me, like go and talk about this stuff w your BOYFRIEND, biting is truly the answer, works 100%. (also tmi again but i’m kinda annoyed again because i’m 99% sure the only reason she reached out was bc she needed someone to vent to about her bf that she has been arguing w :/ just shit but whateverrrr)

hmmm that would probably be more likely, i doubt the vet wouldn’t have let you known prior if she was a breed!!! but yesss you can send me the picture i’d love it, im glad fo hear that she likes it 🥹🥹 AND AWWWEEE A HAT AND A SWEATER THIS IS SO CUTE pls keep dressing her up; get her a skirt next… and happy early birthday to her!

[milo-is-rambling]

Using my dads urn to balance my ash tray cause my mom is fucking her boyfriend and my brothers locked in his room alone so I’m crying and smoking with dad on the one year anniversary of his funeral which seems to be affecting no one else at all which makes me feel insane !!!! But it’s fineeee cause I’m crying and holding a box of ashes so whateverrrr life is meaningless and stupid and tomorrow I’ll be fine

[kitten4sannie]

𝐏𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝐀𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖙𝖞

part 2

Incubus! San x Fem! Reader x Boyfriend! Wooyoung 

Genre: just actual depravity   

Summary: After going to a fun Halloween party, you and your boyfriend were completely exhausted. You happily turned in, welcoming a night of restful sleep. That is, until you had a visitor. 

W.C: 7.8k (Idek what happened…I was just editing it and it got longer somehow 😭 Welp, it’s Halloween so I have an excuse to go overboard 🖤)

Warnings: *possibly triggering content* brief noncon (if this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read this), mind control/mind manipulation, dom! San, San is a sadistic/dualistic demon with a monster cock, sub! reader, sub! Wooyoung, woosan, dirty talk, pet names, name calling, degradation, ownership kink, biting, blood play, manhandling, tongue kink?, voyeurism, cuckolding, kissing, spit play, masterbation, edging, dacryphilia, cum swapping, oral (receiving), pussy slapping, squirting, frotting, anal, double penetration (rough and unprotected), mind break, creampie 

A/N: Thank you guys for all the love on my teaser! I'm really excited i get to share this one cuz this is the filthiest shit I’ve ever written 🖤 Also, if you liked this please consider reblogging or leaving a little comment, even if it’s just a simple “this was good”. It would really help in giving me the motivation to continue writing 🥺 San’s a part of the demon line so that’s pretty much where the inspo came from 👍🏼 I hope everyone has a fun Halloween, stay safe, and enjoyyyy 🤭🖤

P.S: I tried to implement a little humor at the very end, since this ended up being a little dark ;;

Song Recs: Devil by Wonho, Blood Walk by Cabaret Nocturne, Sleep Paralysis by Sidewalks and Skeletons, Grey Veils by Chainless, and Closer by Nine Inch Nails (“I’ve got no soul to sell”, “you let me desecrate you”, “you can have my absence of faith” like must I go on??? this song is perfect for this 😭) 

Masterlist

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You sighed heavily, using all of your strength to pull your intoxicated body out of the car you were in, gently pushing your back against the car door to close it. “Ugh, my feet hurtttt…” you complained, turning your head to watch as your boyfriend walked around from the driver’s side of the car and over to you, wrapping an arm securely around your waist. 

“And that’s why I was trying to get us out of there. I already knew you’d be exhausted. But nooo, you just had to dance to ‘your song’ like ten times in a row.” 

Wooyoung shook his head slightly, gently guiding you up to the front steps of your shared apartment, unlocking the door with his free hand. 

“Whateverrrr, I was just having fun. That was literally the only party we’ve gone to this entire year,” you reasoned, leaning your head against Wooyoung’s shoulder, allowing him to lead you past the entrance and down the hall into your bedroom. 

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, baby. I’m glad you had fun,” he apologized, cupping your face with his hands and giving you a small pout. “Just go easy on the drinks next time, okay? I don’t want you getting sick.” 

You nuzzled your face against his hands, appreciating his warmth. “I got it, Dad,” you replied playfully, giving him a quick kiss, prior to throwing yourself onto the bed and lazily pulling all of your clothes off, except for your underwear. You watched as Wooyoung stripped off his own clothes and gave you a quick wink, before jumping into bed next to you. 

“You wanna…mess around?” Wooyoung inquired, rubbing small circles on the side of your upper thigh, his eyes focusing on your own. 

“Mm, not tonight, Woo. I’m super tired…like I’m ready to pass out.” Without another word, you faced away from him and pushed yourself back against his body, so that he could hold you. 

Wooyoung wrapped his arms around you and kissed the back of your head, whispering, “Goodnight, baby. Sweet dreams.” 

“Night, Woo. Sleep tight.”

You fell asleep as soon as you closed your eyes, getting sent into a random dream that you would probably struggle to remember once you woke up the next morning. Unfortunately for you, you wouldn’t be able to sleep long enough to even achieve that. 

After a few hours passed, your body suddenly jolted, bringing you out of your unconscious state. You opened your eyes and scanned the darkness near your side of the bed, a feeling of uneasiness immediately creeping up your spine. There was an intense presence in the room, one that was so palpable that you couldn’t even try to ignore it and go back to sleep. Gathering up all your courage, you took in a deep breath and pulled your covers down so that you could scan the room in front of you. Nothing could have possibly prepared you for what came next. 

You saw a pair of bright red eyes glowing against the darkness that swallowed the room, causing your breath to initially get stuck in your throat and your body to jolt, out of pure shock. “Wh-what the fuck?” you eventually cursed in a shaky voice, immediately pulling yourself from Wooyoung’s grasp and sitting up, pressing your back against the headboard, the metal cold on your bare skin. “I gotta be hallucinating. There’s…no way…I-i must still be asle…” Your voice trailed off when you saw the pair of eyes grow closer and closer, an outline of what appeared to be a naked man becoming more clear to you. 

“Fortunately for you, darling, I am very much real,” the mysterious being revealed in a soft, yet sultry voice. 

“Wake up, Y/N! Fucking wake up!” you whisper-yelled to yourself, slapping your cheeks roughly a few times. You were freaked out enough already, so it didn’t help when the entity suddenly disappeared into thin air and reappeared, sitting directly next to you, just a few inches away. 

That was when you felt true fear, as well as something else you couldn’t quite detect in the moment, but all you knew was that it was causing your mind to feel clouded and a knot to begin developing in your stomach. 

“G-get the hell away from me!” 

You couldn’t even get another word out, as one of the being’s slender fingers came up to your gaping mouth and slid teasingly from your top lip down to your bottom lip, his sharp black nail scraping lightly against your skin. You winced slightly, still unable to take your eyes off of his glowing ones. 

“Don’t be scared, little one. I’m not here for your soul. I’m here for your body,” he informed, letting out an airy chuckle. 

Now that you could get a good look at him, you realized that he wasn’t as scary-looking as your frightened mind had previously assumed. Sure, his gaze alone was able to strike terror into your fragile heart, but his angular, feline-like features intrigued you. To be quite frank, you had never encountered someone who was this captivating before, besides Wooyoung of course. Not to mention, the entity’s overwhelming presence even made you forget that Wooyoung was laying just a few inches away from you, still snoring peacefully as though there wasn’t a literal demon in your room. 

“Wh-who are you? What...are you?” you murmured softly, barely able to hear your words over the sound of your heart pounding inside your chest. 

“You wouldn’t be able to pronounce my birth name, so you can just call me San,” he explained, his words sounding almost serpent-like when he said his name. “And lucky for you, sweetheart, I’m an incubus.” 

“I-incubus? Like a…a…demon?” you stammered nervously, almost paralyzed with fear at this point. Suddenly hearing Wooyoung talking incoherently in his sleep, you briefly considered trying to wake him up, but you couldn’t bring yourself to move even a single inch.

“Mm-hmm.” 

San’s intensely warm hands pressed down onto your thighs, immediately giving you goosebumps. They slowly traveled past your hips and onto your waist, forcefully pulling your bodies together. The skin-on-skin contact sent what felt to be electricity through your body, causing the knots in your stomach to tighten significantly.

San sighed lightly, caressing your hips, his nails just barely dragging along your soft skin. “Simply put, I like to play with pretty girls like you at night…Pretty boys too,” he purred into your ear, as his crimson eyes flickered down to admire Wooyoung’s sprawled out, half-naked body. 

Before you could even come up with something to respond with, San was already planting a few light kisses from your jaw down to your shoulder. Each kiss left a burning sensation on your skin, causing more goosebumps to form. His long, snake-like tongue fell from his mouth and slid down the valley of your breasts, then back up to your neck, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

“A-aah...” you let slip out, unconsciously arching your back, unable to stop yourself from reacting to his touch. 

“Mm, if you make noises like that, I might not be able to keep myself from biting you,” San warned, bringing his face up near yours, so that his lips and tongue could carefully glide along your jaw, savoring the way you tasted. 

“N-no, wait…” Your body tensed up, not only from his words, but from the pain you felt as soon as he made contact with your skin. It was as if someone had held a lighter just a little too close to your jaw, allowing the tip of the flame to flicker along it, enough to singe the peach fuzz away. 

“Maybe just a little bite…” He fought himself internally for a second, just to end up baring his sharp white teeth and sinking them into your neck, wanting to pull back to see the blood eventually trickle out. Anticipating that you’d react, he placed a hand securely over your mouth, just in time for your shriek to be mostly muted, his nails stabbing lightly into your cheek. 

You looked down at San with watery eyes, letting out a whimper, somehow both afraid and aroused at the same time. 

“Awwh, what’s wrong? Did that hurt?” San mocked, giving you a pout, his lips curling up into a wicked smile when he heard you make another sound of disapproval. “That sound you made just now was even cuter than…than…the…” He sniffed the air, his unusual irises forming into small slits, his hand dropping from your face, abruptly being distracted by the blood that was slowly dripping out of your neck. He lapped it up, making sure to repeatedly prod his tongue into the bite marks he left as well, all while emitting soft groans of pleasure. 

You shuddered, an unfamiliar, almost overwhelming sensation developing within you, instantly becoming lightheaded because of it. It was as if you had been injected with a cocktail of aphrodisiacs, rendering you vulnerable to the way your brain was screaming for San to destroy you beyond recognition. 

“Feeling good?” the demon taunted in a deep, gravelly voice, giving you a satisfied grin, crimson staining his sharpened teeth. “You must be…Just look at this…” San motioned down to your now-hardened nipples that were poking through the thin material of your bra. He licked his lips, using one of his nails to slice open your bra down the middle, causing your breasts to spill out of it.

“S-San…” You whined a bit, your already incredibly flushed face feeling even warmer, from the way he was drinking in the sight of your exposed chest. 

“Mm, you’ll let me have a taste, won’t you?” he asked rhetorically, believing you weren’t capable of resisting him. He chuckled at his words, until he was too focused on using his mouth to latch onto one of your breasts, while his hand squeezed the other. 

You sank back into the headboard, your breathing already starting to sound labored. Noticing the beautiful, yet unintelligible symbols that neatly decorated most of San’s body, you closed your eyes and shook your head, trying to come to terms with the fact that you were dealing with an otherworldly being. 

This had to be a dream, right? There was no way that you were actually in this situation. You almost felt some kind of comfort knowing that this probably wasn't happening, but you couldn’t fight the feeling that it was real; the sensation of being touched and bit into was far too realistic. You could smell blood in the air — your own blood. To make things worse, there was still an incessant throbbing pain in your neck where he had broken the flesh. And, of course, you couldn’t ignore the wetness that had been dripping out of you ever since he put his hands on you. Though it was incredibly depraved, you almost hoped that Wooyoung would never wake up, so that San could continue doing as he pleased. 

“Look at me,” San mumbled against your breast, his heavy tongue rolling over your nipple and then flicking at it, before focusing his attention on the other one, getting bothered when you didn’t obey. “I said, look.” 

Though you heard your brain screaming at you, you kept your eyes shut, wanting to hold onto the possibility that this was an alcohol-induced nightmare, so that you didn’t have to feel like you were cheating on your boyfriend. You figured that if you tried to resist him, even if it was in small instances, you could alleviate the guilt that was trying to claw its way into your heart. 

San let out a low growl, resisting the urge to bite your nipples, knowing that they would be gone in a second — if he gave into his dark desires. Instead, San bit into the side of one of your breasts, not deep enough to cause major damage, but just enough to draw a certain amount of blood from where his teeth sliced into your soft flesh. “Bad girl…” He sucked on your stinging skin, taking slow gulps of your life source, while using two fingers to tweak one of your overly sensitive nipples. 

You let out a long, strangled moan, wanting to completely lose yourself to the pain and pleasure he was providing you. You couldn’t even make sense of what was happening; your brain was too foggy, too clouded with lust. All you could do was lay limp, knowing you couldn’t escape the demon’s clutches. 

“Open your mouth for me,” he demanded, appearing even more devilish (if that was possible) when you did just as he asked of you, after a moment of hesitation. San snaked his arms around you, squeezing your body against his heated one, diving tongue-first into your mouth, causing you to gag from the overwhelming taste and smell of iron.

“Mmmn…!” You almost choked when his tongue wrapped around your own and slid further back into your mouth, the forked tip of it tickling the entrance of your throat. 

San let out a pleased, guttural sound into your mouth, one of his hands slipping down between your bodies and past your soaked panties. Being careful not to stab you with his nails, San rubbed slow, teasing circles around your clit, only speeding up when he felt your hips moving involuntarily. 

You felt the muscles in your thighs tighten in response to the multiple avenues of pleasure San was providing you, unable to do anything, besides moaning incessantly onto his tongue that now lapping at your own. 

After he had his fill, San broke the kiss, long strings of red-tinted saliva still connecting your lips together. “I never would’ve guessed you’d be so obedient. You seemed so scared at first, but now here you are…moaning for me like a brainless little whore, while your boyfriend’s laying right next to you,” he exhaled out, his eyes glowing a little brighter than before, but only for a split-second. 

“I-it’s not my fault! You did this to me! I know you did…My body…it-…I can’t even explain it…” you argued, your eyes half-lidded, a bit of drool leaking out of your mouth. 

San licked his lips, looking at you like you were his next meal, clearly pleased with your current state. “Yes, there is some truth to that; I’ll give you that…but, the thing is, love, I could smell your arousal as soon as you laid your pretty little eyes on me.” His fingers went back to teasing your clit, this time pressing them firmly against your sensitive bud, rubbing it in tighter, more precise circles. 

“W-wait…! It…aah…feels too good…” When he didn’t stop, you instinctively tried to push him away, almost successfully doing so, until he decided to retaliate. 

“Actions have consequences, whore.” 

You let out a sharp gasp, thrown off by the way that San had effortlessly pulled you forward and shoved you back into the headboard using his free hand, your head hitting the metal hard in the process. “Shit…” you mumbled, your hand moving up to rest against the back of your head and rubbing it a bit, waiting for the throbbing to stop. 

The loud, reverberating clang was somehow the thing that woke Wooyoung up out of his deep sleep, causing him to open his eyes. He squinted into the darkness, before his eyes started to focus properly, with the aid of the moonlight that slipped in through the half-shut blinds behind the bed. “Wh…What the fuck is going on?! Who the fuck are you?!” he shouted, already sitting up in bed, ready to beat the shit out of the naked stranger that had his hands all over his girlfriend. 

San grinned like the Cheshire Cat, as he turned his attention to the other male, quickly grabbing him by the shoulders and forcing him down onto the mattress. 

“Hey there, sleepyhead. I’m glad you finally decided to join us,” San remarked, his tongue slithering out of his mouth slightly, so that he could run it across his top set of fangs.

Wooyoung looked up helplessly at the otherworldly being with bewildered eyes, unable to process what was going on. “W-what the fuck are you talking about?! Why are you in my hou-” Wooyoung was instantly silenced when San’s mouth encased his own, feeling the demon’s hand force his jaw open, so that their tongues could come in contact with one another. 

“Mm-mmm…!” the weaker man protested, pushing on the other’s shoulders and hitting them with closed fists. After a few more seconds of struggling, his body eventually relaxed. He gasped into San’s mouth, an unholy amount of arousal spreading throughout his body like an untamed wildfire, almost causing him to lose his mind right then and there. 

San sucked eagerly on the young man’s tongue, his own coiling around it, earning a soft moan from him. Wooyoung’s eyes fluttered shut, his hands slowly finding their way into the demon’s raven hair, his entire demeanor switching in an instant. 

All you could do was watch, slack-jawed, as this unfolded before you, until you were ultimately unable to ignore the constant pulsing you felt in between your legs. Without a second thought, you began to play with yourself, holding back a moan and forcing yourself to go slow, so that you didn’t cum too fast. 

After breaking the somewhat messy kiss, San ran his fingers through Wooyoung’s soft hair, thoroughly admiring the way his spit was left on and around the other’s mouth. “I want you to call me San, pretty boy.” 

“S-San…” Wooyoung choked out, his brown eyes filled to the brim with unadulterated lust. “P-please…kiss me more…”

Hearing this caused both you and the demon to moan in unison at Wooyoung’s bold desperation. San turned his attention back to you, smiling lewdly when he saw that you were rubbing your pussy, pleased that you were finally submitting to the lust inside you. 

“How sinful of you, my darling. You like seeing me play with your boyfriend that much?” 

“Yeah…” you exhaled, biting your bottom lip, just as you pulled your panties off hastily, so that you could resume your previous endeavor to cum. “Please continue…” 

“Good idea.” San didn’t waste any time shoving his tongue back into Wooyoung’s eager mouth, this time exploring in a more lazy, but sloppy way, their spit mixing together and dripping down their chins. 

When Wooyoung felt San’s warm fingers pull off his boxers and wrap around his stiff cock, he whimpered into the demon’s mouth, arms wrapping tightly around his neck. 

“So hard for me already, baby…You want me that bad?” San purred in a deep voice, after breaking the kiss Wooyoung so desperately wanted to continue. 

“I need you, San…please…” 

“Even though your girlfriend is sitting right there? You want her to watch me take care of you?” San pushed further, his dick throbbing against their flush bodies. 

Wooyoung turned his head to make eye contact with you, feeling somewhat conflicted initially, but when he saw the blatant lust written on your face, he knew that you both wanted the same thing.

“I really want her to watch me when I cum for you,” he exhaled, earning a pleased groan of approval from the demon. “Hurry up, please!” Wooyoung gripped San’s upper arms tightly, feeling his muscles flexing underneath his fingers. 

“Oh, my Lucifer, you two are so cute. I’m going to fucking ruin the both of you. In fact, I’m going to make sure you two never forget how you let a demon have his way with you…” San expressed, breathing heavily from hearing his own words, a bit of drool starting to escape his lips.

“Stop with the monologue and just make him cum alreadyyy…'' you whined, pressing your head against the headboard, slowing down your hand movements, but not stopping completely. 

“So cute,” San repeated, eyeing you, until Wooyoung grabbed his face and forced him to look down at him. And just like that, San was back to kissing Wooyoung in the most passionate way possible, for an unprecedented amount of time, their spit now getting anywhere and everywhere. Wooyoung periodically ground his hips into San's, desperate for some relief. 

Breaking the kiss once more, San carefully pushed three fingers into Wooyoung’s mouth to gather up some of their combined spit, using it to lubricate the young man’s throbbing cock, quickly working his hand up and down it, without showing any signs of slowing down. 

“Fffuck! San!” Wooyoung cried, gasping for air. He felt himself getting closer and closer to his release in a matter of minutes, the gradual buildup of pleasure inside him feeling ten times better than it usually did. 

“Are you gonna cum for me already, baby? Hmm? Are you gonna shoot your load out for me like the good boy you are?” San inquired, sweat dripping down his forehead and onto Wooyoung’s flushed face, his hand movements suddenly slowing down to an infinitely slower tempo.

“Yes…please…let me…” he replied breathlessly, his back arching, due to the mind-numbing pleasure coursing through him. 

San stopped moving his hand and squeezed the base of Wooyoung’s length, his voice dropping an octave, “But, what if I want to see you cry first, huh?” He turned to face you, biting his lip when he saw the state of desperation you were in. “What do you think, pretty girl? Should I make him cry?” 

You panted heavily, fingers buried to the hilt inside your soaking wet pussy, shoving them in and out of yourself. You never felt this high before — this consumed with desire. If you weren’t careful, you could easily get addicted to this kind of feeling. You opened your mouth to encourage San, requesting under your breath, “Do it…” 

San’s eyes rolled back into his head, nearly cumming himself, without any physical stimulation — just from hearing the two words that left your lips. “You heard her, baby. Let me see those tears,” he cooed, his hand working Wooyoung’s swollen shaft in a way that he had never experienced before, making sure to stop abruptly out of nowhere, only to repeat the process over and over, until tears finally began to run down Wooyoung’s warm cheeks. 

“Sannnn…” Wooyoung whined, sniffling, trying to hold on to his sanity the best he could. He wiped some of his tears away, only stopping when San had swatted his hand down.

“Bad,” San mumbled, leaning down to his face, so that he could lick the tears away instead, his hand still idly pumping Wooyoung’s pulsing length.

 “Sannn, pleasepleaseplease let me cum…!” 

“I suppose you’ve had enough,” San chuckled, unable to resist Wooyoung’s pleading, but suddenly lifting up the crying young man’s legs and positioning them so that they were almost all the way over his head. “You look so pretty like this…” Hearing Wooyoung still moaning and repeating the word ‘please’ like a mantra, San jerked him off as fast as he possibly could, groaning all the while. “Cum, baby. Cum for me…” 

White, hot pulses of intoxicating pleasure tore through Wooyoung’s body, causing him to let out a few choked moans, his face contorting, as though he was in pain. “San! Oh my fucking god...!” he cried out, as his load shot out of his cock in long spurts, landing on his own face and mouth. 

Just as you witnessed Wooyoung meet his high in such a vulnerable position, your own orgasm ripped through you, your hips bucking uncontrollably, as a result. You couldn’t even make a single sound when an abundant amount of arousal gushed out of your pussy, dripping down your inner thighs and onto the sheets of the mattress. 

San leered at you with half-closed eyes, chiming, “What a good girl,” before focusing his attention back on Wooyoung, who already looked fucked out of his mind. “And, you’re a good boy…Can you be an even better boy for me and clean up your mess?” San suggested lustfully, reaching up to gather up Wooyoung’s release with his fingers and guiding it into the younger man’s already open mouth. 

“Oh, wow…” you whispered to yourself, slumping down against your pillows, not having the energy to touch yourself again, but still mesmerized by what was going on right next to you. 

San swallowed harshly, barely able to handle how hard he was at this point. However, he persisted, incredibly satisfied by just feeding off of the sexual energy both you and your boyfriend were providing him. “Don’t swallow, baby. I want you to hold it in your mouth until I tell you what to do with it.” 

Wooyoung nodded his head slightly, feeling more cum slide down his throat, causing him to close it so that he wouldn’t accidentally swallow. He obediently held it in his mouth, breathing carefully through his nose, so that he didn’t choke. 

San sat up and grabbed your arm, forcefully yanking you further down so that you were lying next to your almost fully delirious partner. “I want to watch you drink up all of your cute little boyfriend’s cum from his mouth…but make sure to take your time. Can you do that for me, my darling?” the demon instructed, finally reaching down to wrap his fingers around his hard cock and stroking it lightly. 

You nodded quickly, just as Wooyoung grabbed you by the shoulders and brought you down onto him, his cum-covered tongue slipping past your parted lips. His cum was still very warm and slightly bitter, slowly getting passed around from his mouth to yours and vice versa. 

“Fffuck, that’s it…just like that…” the demon commented, jerking himself off at an incredibly rapid pace, but only when he saw how you had pulled back for a second and let a combination of spit and cum drip down from your mouth onto your boyfriend’s tongue. 

“Look at you, baby…You’re so good for me…” you murmured quietly for only Wooyoung to hear, causing him to let out a small whine, his fingers caressing your cheek. You sighed softly, just as you grabbed Wooyoung’s chin and slurped his cum back into your mouth, earning an even louder whine from him. 

San simply couldn’t take it, reaching his orgasm sooner than he had expected, due to the lewd show he was witnessing. “Fuck…!” he gasped, tossing his head back and shutting his eyes tightly, staining your bed with his seed.

You and Wooyoung both swallowed the remainder of cum and saliva, gazing into each other’s eyes afterwards. Wooyoung ran his thumb over your bottom lip, looking at you with love and lust in his eyes, panting softly, “I…love you…so much…” 

You smiled down at him, lightly caressing his jaw, almost forgetting about the demon sitting on the bed in front of you. “I love you more, Woo.” 

“How adorable,” San chimed dryly, unable to keep himself from grimacing. “You two can fuck after I leave; I’m not done with either of you. Especially you, my little slut.” After addressing you directly, he grabbed you by the ankles and dragged you towards him, promptly spreading your legs apart.

He laid down on the bed, bringing his face close to your slit, his tongue already beginning to slide out of his mouth. “You better squirt for me,” was all he said before his mouth was glued to your pussy, eating you out like his life depended on it. 

“San!” you cried out, unable to handle the sudden influx of pleasure. The pads of his fingers rubbed violently against your swollen clit, his long tongue sliding vigorously up and down your slit, the tip of it already teasing your hole. “Oh my godddd…” Your hands found their way into his jet black hair, gripping it tightly when you felt him push more of his tongue into you. 

San’s cat-like eyes bored into your own, the corner of his lips curling up into a smirk. “Uh-huhhh…I know you love it, baby…” he mused, just before he plunged his tongue deep inside your pulsing entrance, letting out a small ‘ahh’ sound each time he shoved it in and out of you. 

You tossed your head back against the mattress, an endless string of curses and moans leaving your lips, your fingertips squeezing into the sides of the demon’s head. “Don’t stop! Dont fucking stop!” San’s unusually sized tongue threatened to break your mind, but you didn’t care; you just wanted him to keep going.

He wasn’t going to stop, even if you had felt differently — so it worked out. San continued to shove his tongue deep into you, his eyes disappearing behind his half-shut eyelids, giving the illusion that he had no irises. 

Wooyoung had his fingers in your (h/c) hair, playing with it, and silently watching you with a smile on his face and the tip of his cock throbbing against his lower abdomen. “So beautiful…” he sighed, inviting you to turn your face to meet his gaze. 

You felt your cheeks grow warmer from the way he was looking at you. “Yeah?” you whispered, as he grabbed onto one of your breasts with his free hand, gently kneading it. 

“Mm-hmm, now come here.” He leaned down and gave you a soft kiss, his plump lips enveloping yours. “Mmm…” he murmured, his voice vibrating into your mouth, his fingers still stroking your hair. 

A pained, muffled cry tore through your vocal cords, feeling an intense piercing sensation near your inner thigh, bringing you to pull away from your boyfriend in order to see what had just happened to you. “What the fuck?!” you reacted as San pulled up slightly, a fair amount of blood dripping down his chin and onto the sheets. 

San growled like an animal would, baring his pointed, blood-stained teeth and looking at you with a hostile glare. “Take your eyes off of me one more time and it’ll hurt a lot more than that. Do I make myself clear?” His hands were squeezing into your thighs, tight enough that his nails began digging painfully into your skin.

“Y-yes, I got it! Please…stop!” you choked, feeling your eyes begin to water when the demon started pushing his tongue against the raw, bleeding section of skin that he bit in. 

San quietly slurped at it until the blood began to clot, swallowing the rest down with a satisfied hum and licking his lips clean. To punish you further, he quickly swatted your swollen pussy with his hand, rubbing it slightly, before doing it once again. “Silly whore doesn’t know her place…” 

You cried out in pain and pleasure, sweat dripping along your jaw and down your neck, settling inside the crevices of your collarbones. “F-fuck…” 

“There, I stopped. Are you happy now?” San asked dryly, eyes flickering from your half-closed ones to Wooyoung’s somewhat worried ones, once he had seen that you gave him a slow nod. “You enjoying the show, pretty boy?” His eyes scanned down the young man’s toned body and settled on his shamelessly hard cock. “Looks like it. I didn’t picture you as the type to get off on watching a demon drinking your girl’s blood after tongue-fucking her. You’re almost as nasty as I am,” he commented, as if he was proud, his previous anger melting away and being replaced by a pleased demeanor. 

A deep blush appeared on Wooyoung’s cheeks, his hand traveling up to his neck, so that he could rub it awkwardly. “I-i guess I am, yeah…”

San rolled his eyes at Wooyoung’s reaction, prior to using one of his fingers to beckon him to his side. “Make yourself useful and finger your girlfriend while I play with her clit, okay? You better do it right, too. I want to see her squirt,” he instructed, making his request very clear once again. 

Wooyoung nodded at San, giving you a soft smile and a wink afterwards, as an attempt to ease the absolute insanity of the situation. He then slid his ring and middle finger into your wet hole, beginning to push them in and out of you. It wasn’t hard for him to bring you back to an intensely pleasurable place, considering that he already knew your body like the back of his hand. 

You moaned and moaned in response, all the while making sure you didn’t accidentally take your eyes off of San. Your back arched forcefully once you felt the demon’s heavy tongue rubbing rapidly against your clit, not even stopping for a second. “S-San…! Ffffuck, I’m gonna…!”

San gave Wooyoung a serious look, using only his eyes, speeding up his movements and applying as much pressure as he could with his tongue. Wooyoung switched it up, slipping in a third digit, as well as curling his fingers up into your cunt. They both eagerly continued their movements at an unforgiving speed, their eyes focused solely on you. “Cum for us, baby,” Wooyoung encouraged, licking his lips, his brown eyes practically sparkling. 

You resisted the urge to look at him, fearful of how San would react. Instead, you kept your eyes on the demon, chanting his name as though it were a prayer. The last time his name left your lips, it came out as a scream. You used your hands to hold San’s face down against your pussy, just in time for you to squirt all over him. 

“Mmmnnn…” San groaned against your slit, eagerly lapping up your essence into his mouth, only stopping when he noticed Wooyoung about to taste your cum on his fingers. With lightning speed, San had grabbed Wooyoung’s wrist tightly, their faces only a few inches apart. “Mine,” was all he said, carefully slipping Wooyoung’s fingers into his mouth, using his tongue to thoroughly clean your wetness from each of his digits. 

The two men exchanged eye contact for a while until San broke it by turning his head to study your fucked-out face. “Think you can take both of us at once? Hmm? Would you be able to handle that, my pretty little slut?” he challenged with a sharp-toothed grin, his head tilting to the side.

The insatiable lust inside you hadn’t been quenched whatsoever; in fact, it was even more debilitating than ever, the previous foreplay you endured acting as gasoline, bringing you closer and closer to the brink of insanity. “Yes. Yes, I can,” you replied, gazing back at the demon with an intensely serious expression, pushing yourself up from the bed and sitting on your knees.

San pushed some air out of his nose, casually grabbing Wooyoung’s shoulders and pushing him down onto the mattress, before positioning himself against the other male’s body, so that they were scissoring. “Mm, that’s it…” 

Wooyoung let out a soft moan, unable to handle how their cocks were pressing directly against one another. “A-are you sure you can take us, baby? San’s…his…is a lot bigger than mine,” he murmured, looking up at you worriedly, as you hovered hesitantly next to them, your hand resting gently on your worried boyfriend’s thigh. 

“Um, well…” you replied, suddenly feeling a lot less confident than before, now that you could get a closer look at San’s hardened cock. It was slightly thicker than Wooyoung’s, at least five inches longer, and a lot veinier. You stared at it for a while, drool pooling inside your mouth, the voice inside your head begging you to ride him growing louder in volume, the longer you waited.

Your reaction brought a pleased smile to San’s face, his seductive voice interrupting your decision-making, “We'll just have to make sure she has enough lube to work with, now don’t we, baby?” he said matter-of-factly in Wooyoung’s direction, spitting into his hand and suddenly gripping both of their cocks with his large tattooed hand, immediately beginning to jerk them off. 

“Oh, fuck…” Wooyoung exhaled, tossing his head back for a moment, his slightly damp hair bouncing along to his movement. He gritted his teeth tightly when he felt San’s hand squeeze their shafts together, eventually relaxing his jaw, giving into the pleasurable feeling. “Nnngh…” With half-closed eyes and parted lips, he simply watched as the demon’s hand continued to move in an overzealous manner. 

“Ahh, it’s getting a little rough. Mind helping us out, darling?” San questioned, turning his head up to look at you, one eyebrow raised slightly. 

You answered his question by leaning yourself down in front of their cocks, gathering up as much spit in your mouth as you possibly could, then letting it drip down onto them. You did this until you could hear the lewd wet sounds San’s hand was making, as he furiously jerked himself and Wooyoung off. 

“Oh, ffffuck yeah…that’s it,” San groaned out, his hand movements starting to become more sloppy, but still fast-paced. “I can feel how much your cock is throbbing against mine, baby. Just let go and cum already.” 

“S-San! Oh my goddd…” Wooyoung moaned, his hips bucking up a few times. He let out a few more choked moans, his orgasm tearing violently through him, San’s name falling from his lips over and over. 

A loud, primal sound erupted from San’s throat, cumming at the same time as Wooyoung, quickly holding his hand over both of their tips, in order to catch most of their cum inside his palm. “Fuck…” he exhaled, his chest moving up and down, trying to catch his breath. 

“Wow…” You wiped some drool from your lips, almost certain that there was a small puddle of arousal soaking into the bed underneath you. 

San’s eyes flickered up to yours, a pleased smile on his sweaty face. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” he inquired breathlessly, slowly moving his cum-covered hand up and down both his and Wooyoung’s lengths, getting them hard again almost instantly. He pushed some air out of his nose when he saw you licking your lips and nodding your head adamantly. “You loved watching that, didn’t you? I bet your tight little pussy is nice and wet for me now, huh?”

“Why don’t you look for yourself?” Making sure to face San, you straddled both of them, spreading your folds apart, so that he could see just how wet you were. 

The demon took in a deep inhale and let it out, extremely satisfied with your whorishness. “Good girl. Now, get to work.” 

“Hold on.” Wooyoung reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the conveniently placed bottle of lube that he had forgotten to put away the previous night, squirting some on his fingers and prodding them past the rim of your tight hole, working them in and out, until you were to take him. “Go slow, baby…” Wooyoung suggested airily, gently rubbing one of your hips and smiling at the back of your head, knowing you weren’t going to look away from San. 

Taking in a deep breath, you hesitantly slid yourself down onto their cocks, taking them both in each of your entrances, and in turn, feeling a deep, unwavering strain within your inner walls, as well as an incessant urge to move immediately and fuck yourself to the point of no return. “F-ffffuck…” 

San grabbed your hips and slowly dragged them down, both him and Wooyoung letting out groans of satisfaction, as soon as they bottomed-out inside of you. “Fffuck, you’re so tight for us, you slutty fucking whore. I can’t wait to stretch you out,” he mused excitedly, his crimson eyes turning completely black, including his scleras. 

You noticed this change right away, murmuring nervously, “J-just give me a second to adjust, okay?”

San gave you an ominous smile, his fingers latching onto your waist. “Sorry, darling, I can’t wait,” he replied, his voice sounding multi-layered, like there were others speaking along with him. Before you could even process this, he began slamming his hips up viciously into yours. 

“Fuck!” you cried out in a strained voice, unable to do anything except take it, not able to contend with his inhuman strength. “P-please! I-aaah-I can’t! It’s too much!” You pleaded with your teary eyes, sort of put off by San’s black ones, but ignoring it, wanting him to show some kind of compassion for you.

 This didn’t work, in the slightest, his only response being to grin evilly up at you and grabbing your wrists, holding them down against your thighs.

“Please, slow down…!”

San shook his head, sweat flying off of his face, his nails digging into your skin and drawing blood. “Shut the fuck up and take this cock!” he snarled, sparing no sympathy for you whatsoever, continuing to thrust into you with reckless abandon.

When a potent amount of pleasure began consuming your body and mind, you relaxed your hands within San’s grasp, letting out a strangled series of moans. 

“I knew you’d give in, my love…You can’t resist me.” 

You didn’t even notice when he had stopped moving entirely and you just started mindlessly fucking yourself; all you knew was that you were doing something right, thoroughly enjoying the way the two men throbbed continuously inside you. 

The demon took immense satisfaction in your submission, prompting him to target Wooyoung, “Do you like how I fucked your girlfriend so hard she went completely dumb? Huh? Do you like how she's riding my cock like it’s her new religion?” 

Wooyoung could barely react to what was happening, having lost his mind just as you did, completely consumed with lust. “Y-essss, I love it when my baby feels good…” After that, the only thing that was coming out of his mouth were moans and your name. The combination of being inside your tight hole and the rampant arousal that coursed through him threatened to break his mind permanently. 

“F-uuuckkk…” Never breaking eye contact with San, even for a second, you continued to bounce on their lengths with unwavering enthusiasm, getting closer and closer to your much-needed release. 

“Take it! Take it! Take it!” the demon chanted, unable to keep himself from letting out a maniacal-sounding laugh, resisting the urge to fuck you into a coma. “Say my fucking name, you whore!” 

“San…! Oh my god, I’m gonna fucking cum! Just for you, San! Just for you!” you cried obediently, taking in a sharp inhale, when San rewarded you by grabbing both of your breasts and massaging them, using the pads of his thumbs to roll your nipples around. 

“That’s fucking right. You hear that, pretty boy?”

Wooyoung mumbled something incoherently, his eyes moving around underneath his shut eyelids, unable to add anything to the dynamic — other than moaning and cursing. 

You desperately ground your hips down onto their pulsing cocks, hot tears streaming down your cheeks, as you felt the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had completely take over your body. You couldn’t even make any sounds. All you could do was keep your barely open eyes locked on the demon’s, feeling like you were ready to float away. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna fill you up. You want my cum inside you, huh? You want it?” San questioned, squeezing your tits roughly inside his calloused palms when you didn’t reply fast enough, bringing you back down to earth. “Answer me!”

“Y-yes!” you gasped, your attention snapping back to San, unable to see him clearly due to your blurry vision. “Please, San, cum inside me! Please! I need it so fucking bad!” 

While his hands moved down to your hips and maintained a death-grip on them, San yelled out something in Latin, cum shooting forcefully out of his dick in hot spurts, filling you up just like you begged him to do. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his eyelids fluttering shut, but still fucking his load into you, wanting it to stay there, so that it would drip out of you the following day. 

“B-baby, I’m gonna…!” Wooyoung was holding onto your waist from behind you, when his own fingers squeezed into your sensitive skin, a strangled yell erupting from his throat, threatening to damage his vocal cords. He pulled out, so that his cum shot out onto your lower back, some spilling out and dripping down his twitching, softened length. 

“F-fuck…” You weakly pulled yourself off of them and collapsed onto the bed, completely and utterly fucked-out beyond comprehension, unable to do anything except lie there and close your eyes.

“Come here…” Wooyoung used all of his strength to move away from San and turn his body in your direction, pulling you toward him and holding you tightly against his chest. You both immediately fell into a deep sleep, not even bothering to acknowledge that the demon was still there. 

San sat in the dark, silently admiring his work, his body still tingling from the overabundance of sexual energy he had collected. “I’ll be sure to visit you two again when I need my fill,” he remarked to himself, slicking his wet hair back and licking the blood that still remained on his jagged teeth, before disappearing into thin air without another word. 

* * *

The sun was already setting by the time you and Wooyoung had regained consciousness, prompting the two of you to look at one another in silence, so that you both could ignore the elephant in the room.

Wooyoung was the first to speak up, his voice hoarse, “S-so…did that really happen? Are we sure it wasn’t  just a…really weird nightmare?”

You used all of your strength to sit up in the bed, eyes focusing on the deep bite mark that was left on your inner thigh, as well as the multiple bruises that littered your skin. You definitely couldn’t ignore the multiple blood and cum stains that were scattered across various sections of your bedsheets. “Yeah, Woo…I think…I think it really did happen.”

Wooyoung grunted, forcing himself to sit up next to you. He rubbed his neck for a bit, silently observing the proof as well. He cleared his throat, breaking the silence. “So, what do we do now? Buy some holy water and sprinkle some salt around our apartment?”

“I think…I think it might be a little late for that.” You shook your head slightly, letting out a laugh and pulling Wooyoung into your arms to give him a comforting hug, wanting to forget about the darkness of the situation. 

Wooyoung nuzzled your shoulder, humming against your skin, his fingers clutching your bare back. “You might be right,” he murmured, his breath tickling your neck. 

You nuzzled him back, bringing your fingers up to his hair, so that you could pet it in a gentle manner. You remained silent for a while, before adding, “Let’s just buy a crucifix so I can stab him in the dick with it if he shows up again.” 

Wooyoung pulled back slightly to give you a smile and a small giggle, a somewhat mischievous glint in his eyes. “That could definitely work. We would have to sharpen it, though.” 

“Well, yeah, obviously.” 

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[nelfs]

okay fine I miss having a boyfriend 🙄 whateverrrr. I have the perfect enclosure set up and everything

[ambivalent-anarchy]

You've Got Moves (Part 2)

Masterlist

Part 1

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Warning: None

A/N: Better late than never, right?😂😂 (wow 2 fics in one week that's crazyyy) Also I put one of my favorite comedy tiktoks in the dialogue soooooo oops? Also Harry and Ned are wingmen who share one brain cell and I like it that way

I might make one more part to this but idk

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It took 7 months for Peter to ask you out.

It took the time for MJ and Asher to become a couple, homecoming to go by, MJ and Asher to break up, winter formal, midterm exams, MJ and Asher to get back together, and Christmas to go before Peter Parker gathered the guts to even consider thinking about asking you out.

Scared wasn't even the word for it.

Harry Osborn, the new transfer student, laughed at how nervous Peter was at lunch. "Asking girls out is easy, Peter. I do it all the time!"

"You say it like it's the simplest thing on earth," Peter dreaded, to which Harry shrugged.

"Because it is! You just ask. How is it that I've only been at this school for 2 months and I've had more chicks than both you and Ned combined?"

"Hooking up is not a hobby of mine. That's why," Peter retorted with a pitifully unintimidating glare.

Harry shrugged with his shit-eating grin. "It's not my fault the girls and gays can't resist these lips."

Ned chimed in as he threw a french fry into his mouth. "Peter, this isn't like Liz last year. You and [Y/N] are already really close, dude. I'm sure you can just ask her. Who knows? She might say yes!"

"But what if she says no?," Peter groaned. "Then I'll just be one of those people she avoids and barely talks to out of awkwardness." He shifted in his seat nervously. "I don't want that."

"But if you don't say anything then you'll always regret it," Ned pointed out.

Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. "Peter, pull out your phone."

Peter raised his eyebrows in confusion, but followed Harry's instructions.

"Go to her in messages and say 'hey let's get dinner'." He smiled. "See? Simple."

Peter opened your messages in his phone and stared at your profile picture.

'You can do this, Peter. You can do this.'

He bit his lip. "Okay but should I say, 'let's get dinner' or 'do you want to get dinner'?" Seeing Harry's impatient face, he explained himself. "I just feel like those two sentences have completely different vibes, y'know?"

Harry glared at him. "Are you really about to have us telling you what to tell your crush like a bunch of girls?"

Peter didn't know how to answer that question seriously. "Uh...yes?"

Harry pondered the question for a small bit before simply shrugging and answering. "Hmm, go with 'let's get dinner', so you'll sound all confident and assertive."

"Okay."

Before Peter could press send without thinking twice, Ned stopped him. "Well, actually now you sound a little aggressive, man."

"Really?," Peter asked with a wince, immediately erasing the message.

"Yeah, I mean the last thing you wanna be like is the guy that's all like 'let's get dinner' like you're some kind of caveman."

Peter groaned. "Oh no, definitely not."

Ned ate another fry. "You want to ask her to dinner, not tell her to dinner."

"I'll go with 'do you want to get dinner' then," Peter said with a nod.

That one didn't sit well with Harry. "No Pete. Cuz now you sound like a pussy."

Peter slammed his phone onto the lunch table. "This stuff is tough!"

Ned turned towards Harry. "No but listen. The last thing Peter wants to do is come off as the overly masculine type that's all like 'let's get dinner cuz I'm the breadwinner, bitch', y'know?"

Harry shook his head. "Yeah but women also love assertiveness. You have to know what you want."

Peter stared at the table, desperately wanting the conversation to be over. Why would he even go to these two for relationship advice? Harry was the king of hookups and Ned's relationships never lasted longer than a few weeks. What was he thinking? For a guy with a 4.5 GPA, he sure did feel stupid.

"I got it!," Ned exclaimed. "Okay. Text her this. 'Dinner would be something that I would enjoy taking you on, but only if YOU were also interested in attending the meal'." He held his hands up for praise.

Harry nodded. "Mhm. Perfect balance. And the more words the better."

Peter just stared back at them, wondering where he'd gone wrong in life. "...no.... I'm not gonna send her that."

Harry shrugged. "Welp,' he sighed. "I guess some people just don't want to be helped."

So close to slamming his head into the table in front of him, Peter felt a tsunami of relief hit when he saw Asher walk into the cafeteria.

Asher was your best friend. If anyone knew the proper way you'd want to be asked out, it'd be him.

The second Asher noticed Peter looking at him, he made his way over. "Hey Peter. What's up?," he asked as he found an empty seat.

Harry spoke up before Peter had the chance. "Hey Ash. Pick one. 'Let's get dinner' or 'do you want to get dinner'."

Asher thought for a second. "Depends on the girl," he said before taking a bite into his apple. "-but 'do you want to get dinner' is nicer. Why?"

Harry slammed his fist on the table. "Damn it!"

"Yes!," Ned cheered.

Asher looked around the table. "Okay, by why?"

Harry and Ned went quiet and looked to Peter, who was staring anywhere to avoid eye contact. He began to mumble pitifully."I....I-i wanna.. I wanna-"

Harry and Ned spoke up, already tired of the conversation not getting anywhere. "He wants to ask-"

"-I wanna ask [Y/N] out!," he blurted, feeling his cheeks start to burn when Asher's smirk turned into a wide grin.

"Well it's about time!," he exclaimed. "She's been crazy about you since you met."

"Really? She has?," Peter asked. That wasn't even in the realm of possibility in his mind.

Asher nodded. "She's always going off to me about how-" he mocked your higher pitched voice. "I've been dropping him hints since, like, foreverrrr!"

"Seriously?! She has?"

Ned laughed. "Well Peter. She has been calling you cute since the day she met you..."

"But I just always thought it was the friendly kind of cute, y'know?," he rambled. "Not the boyfriend type cute!"

"How many girls are out here calling you cute for you to make that assumption, dude?," Harry asked.

Asher sighed. "So this is what it's like to have low confidence." He shook his head and gave Peter a disappointed look. "I can't say I like witnessing this, Pete."

"Just-" Peter groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. "Just tell me what will work, okay? I need to ask her out perfectly."

Asher tilted his head in confusion. "She's a simple girl. You just have to straight up ask her out. What's the confusion there?"

"That's what I said!," Harry yelled.

"You know he's got to make it difficult for himself for no reason," Ned pointed out.

"Okay can we all talk about how terrible I am at this after you help me?," Peter begged.

"...yeah."

"Sure."

"Ugh, fine."

Peter sighed. "Alright. So?"

"What are you going for?," Asher asked. "Like a gift or something?"

"I just want whatever's the absolute best way to ask her out."

Asher pinched the bridge of his nose. If he was gonna set you up with your crush, he wanted it to happen right.

"Okay," he said, staring Peter in the eyes with a new sort of intensity. "Think about your best moments with her. Now pick something special from all those moments and voila! You'll have it!"

Peter nodded and stared at the ground as he thought for a while about everything he'd done with you since the beginning of school. You were truly the most extraordinary, most confident girl he'd ever met.

Every time he'd thought you couldn't get more perfect, you'd just show him another side of you that was better than the rest. He always stayed endlessly impressed and most of all, he felt as if he didn't have to try too hard with you. He could be himself and mess up as many times as he could manage and you still stuck around, showing him that there needn't be any worries.

And your style? Fuck, you could make anything work for him. You were the only one who could get him out of his comfort zone and in front of a camera, for something as frivolous as a TikTok. But he'd always do it, and even find the fun in it, because it made you happy.

"Remember how we freaked out that first time when she called you cute, Pete?," Ned said. "She said that you were cute and that you only had to put it use!"

Harry laughed. "This girl is literally giving you the instructions, Peter. Take them."

"Hmm." Peter looked up with a smile and snapped his fingers. "I got it."

-

You tossed popcorn into your mouth and snuggled yourself further into the blanket. "Ash, how can you even say that? 'It' is a horror movie!"

"Yeah, technically," he retorted. "But there's literally not a single part of the movie that's scary. It's more of a drama than anything else."

"You realize the clown phobia rate skyrocketed when the movie came out right?"

Asher scoffed. "Uh, your point? It's not my fault some pussies couldn't sit through it. Still a drama. The story definitely played with your emotions more than your fears."

"Whateverrrr," you laughed. "I can't deal with you."

"Pennywise literally got up and did this," he said before breaking out into Pennywise's dance. He laughed as he kicked his legs out. "What kind of horror movie has this crap in it?" He stopped when he felt the full force of you throwing a pillow on his face. "Ugh!"

"Sit down and get under the covers, idiot," you hissed. "I wanna keep watching these HORROR films."

"Whateverrrr," he drawled out, mocking you. He sighed and plopped down next to you, grabbing a handful of popcorn after.

When school was getting suffocating, marathoning horror movies with Asher were a must. He had an endless repertoire and all the time in the world for his best friend.

Halfway through 'It: Chapter 2' though, the movie was the least of your focus and instead was TikTok.

What could you say? The app was addictive.

It was a big, entertaining, completely useless collage of everything every no-name had to offer, from stupid debates to cringey POV's to fun dance routines.

You tried to hook every friend you could on it. Asher, of course, already knew about it since it first came out and he, of course, had thousands of followers because most of what he posted was random thirsts traps whenever he was feeling hot, which was always. And thirsts traps are always in high demand for the people on TikTok.

You tried to hook MJ on it, but she'd already decided that she didn't like it before even giving it a chance. Even the messy, political side didn't reel her in.

Of course then there was Peter, who didn't know was TikTok even was before he met you. You made it your sole mission to get him hooked, but you'd since given up on that. It was a lost cause. The only time he probably ever saw TikTok nowadays was when he was doing dances with you before gym started. He let you put the app on his phone but he never used it. You wouldn't even put it past him to have deleted it, but it was whatever. TikTok had started his friendship with you, so needless to say, it'd done an amazing job in your life.

Plus your followers were always asking about him. All of the "omg couple goalssss" and "you guys look so cute together" served as massive confidence boosters. A girl can dream, right?

You shifted over a bit when you felt Ash getting closer and closer to you.

When he moved over again, you scooted away, only for him to get closer again. "Ash, what is your deal?"

"Easy there," he chuckled, backing up a little. "I'm looking at the phone, not you."

"You've been all up in my phone all day, what's up?"

"I can't tell you," he shrugged, a sly smirk stretching across his face. "But," he pointed to your tiny screen. "Some idiot is taking wayyyy too long to shoot his shot."

"Shoot his shot?" You gasped. "Who?"

"I'm not at liberty to say," he said with a smirk.

"Nooooo," you whined. "If someone has a crush on me you gotta spill! C'mon, please?"

He laughed and repeated himself. "I'm sorry, but I am not at liberty to say!"

"Bullshit! Who is it? C'mon! C'monnnnnn!"

He shrugged and this time you knew that he was dead set on not giving up the mystery guy.

"Ugh," you pouted. "Fine. Let's just finish the stupid movie."

-

"Kids next door, battle stations!!!!"

And now it was sometime after midnight. The popcorn was all gone. The movie was done and now you were watching old cartoons so that the horror movie wouldn't be the last thing on your mind before bed.

Looking over, you saw that Asher didn't need any cartoons like you did. He was already passed out, snoring as loud as ever.

Grumbling in boredom, you stared at the wall, trying to connect the tiny dots in the designs. It was like something was officially keeping you from being able to fall asleep.

*Ding!*

At the sound of your phone receiving a text, you sat up curiously. Who was texting you at this hour?

You smiled when you saw that it was Peter.

Pete: hey y/n

You were about to send him a quick,"why are you up this late" text, but he kept typing.

Pete: pls dont judge me too hard for this

With that completely vague warning, you furrowed your eyebrows, concerned.

Y/n: whats up r u okay

He sent you a link next, which confused you, but not as much as when you actually pressed it.

It led you to TikTok, and the video was waiting to be pressed to start. Peter was standing in the middle of the screen with one of his typical corny sweatshirts on. The caption at the top read: "For [Y/N] Only". Smiling already, you quickly pressed play.

You slapped your hand over your mouth. "Oh my God."

"So he finally got the guts, huh?," Asher mumbled, having woken up from the loud music on your phone but was still half-asleep.

"Oh I'm sorry, did I wake you?," you asked. You turned down your phone.

"Don't worry about me, you just got a boyfriend," he chuckled, moving to lay down so he could get to sleep again. "Text him back for god's sake."

~~~

Y/n: its been almost a whole year and youre still so cute when you make those

Pete: haha thanks

Pete: uh

Pete: i really like you y/n

Pete: do u think you'd wanna go out with me or get dinner sometime?

~~~

"He asked me out," you gasped. "Ash, he asked me out!"

Asher rolled over and groaned. "I thought that was already established? Jesus, you two couldn't possibly be moving any slower."

You rolled your eyes. "Fuck you."

"Nah, you're with Peter now," he laughed. "You're gonna have to fuck him instead!" That comment earned him another pillow to the face.

You looked back at the messages and sent a tiny cute one. You smirked at the new idea of what was about to happen and turned it off before going to sleep.

~~~

Y/n: kiss me at school tomorrow and find out

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Didn't do a third edit cuz I got lazy but I'm pretty happy with the turnout anyway. Thanks for reading!

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[sqoiler]

just chillin n wishin i could talk to [redacted!]

[pathologising]

twitter is of the DEVIL because i go on there and im like oh my god i want a boyfriend and i want to be in love like...licherally evil magic of the devil and death and murder and evil or whateverrrr

[buckysmischief]

Secret Confessions - 8

Bucky Barnes x Reader

College AU

Masterlist | Series Masterlist

Summary: After an unexpected break up with Bucky, you change a few things. Your hair, your number, even your schedule for the upcoming semester. But after weeks of dodging the topic, your roommates (MJ, Peter and the Twins) and your close friend Natasha decide it’s time to help you move on.

Meanwhile, Bucky just wants to make bad decisions, like agreeing to text a total stranger, in peace. But that won’t happen so easily with Steve Rogers as his best friend.

Warnings: language, mentions of drinking, angst, everyone is a dumbass & probably more typos than id like but whateverrrr

Also, shout out to @thebadassbitchqueen​ for helping me out cause this whole story was about to go to shit lmao

AN: Theres a bad picture of a painting I made at a paint night a few years ago & I’m sad cause I left it at my boyfriends house and after we moved out I asked if I could come get it and his dad said he’s never seen it before which is a lieeee but here we are

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