#but *I* didn't mind broken. he got a few laughs out of me

[dcxdpdabbles]

Can we have more of “Demon and Angel Brat”? I love those demon twins so much, also I’m wondering how the Phantom family is hadling this, are Sam and Tucker also in to this? Does Jazz approves this prank? (Wondering how Dani or Dan will fut in this too)

Danny gets a phone call.

Damian knew his brother's real life would eventually burst the bubble on their fun, but he was not expecting it to be broken this soon into their prank.

The Fentons, of course, knew of their little joke and had been fine with having to speak to Danny in secret. Since their cover story was that Danny was too sick to be anything but support for the Bats- and even then, he would sometimes head to bed early if he wasn't feeling well- it was easy to find a little corner of the Manor for Danny to call home. Though that was usually at three in the morning, the Fentons didn't seem to mind.

Mr. and Mrs. Fenton even gave ideas to have Danny act out in order to scare the Waynes. Mr. Fenton's favorite was making Drake panic by making Danny suggest they do "Dark Magic" then have it turn out to be harmless fun.

Like claiming to want to make love potions for Dowd and then just making some homemade juice for the teenager. Drake looked like he was having a heart attack when Danny busted out potion bottles and edible glitter.

Mrs Fenton, on the other hand, wanted to focus more on logical details. She asked Danny to make wild claims about what he was allowed to do in the Manor. Since Danny supposedly didn't go out much, she felt that he needed to create great memories around the Manor, and thus Danny convinced whoever happened to be walking by to play games with him.

Thomas had pushed Danny on an office chair for almost four hours while his brother pretended to be an airplane pilot. Damian had later seen Thomas, Brown, and Cain pretending to be a prince and two princess trapped at the top of the stairs as if they were locked away in a tower while Danny fought imaginary knights down below.

He thinks Cain only went along with it because she got to wear a big puffy pink dress. Father had ordered costumes for Danny to play with after his brother got back from the history museum with Todd.

Damian knows Todd and Father were also still attempting to pressure the history museum into installing fake historical events that Danny made up. It wasn't going well, but they were making a decent effort.

Still all this fun had only been over the course of two weeks and that seemed to be far too long for Danny's friends.

Thus, the phone call arrived in the middle of dinner with the entire family twisting towards the "sick" twin. Danny stared at this phone, looking as if he had forgotten it could ring before he clicked the call to connect.

""Excuse me I need to take this." He held it up to his ear while standing from table. "Hey Tuck. What's up?"

Damian watches his brother walk out of the room, tugging along his gas tank and heart pack like it was second nature. The large dining room door closes behind him with a soft click, and a few blissful of seconds follow, before everyone starts demanding answers.

"Who's Tuck?" Ricard accused as Damian dabbed his mouth with napkin "Why is this Tuck calling Danny?"

Now Damian could say the truth, could make it easier on his brother and the family, even he liked a laugh every once in a while. After all he was a twin to a mischievous prankster.

"Tuck, is Danny's ridiculous nickname for Tucker Foley. He's Danny's ex" Damian revealed with a hand wave. The family's faces darken (except for Cain and Alfred. One because she knows he's lying, and the other because he thinks it's healthy to date) "Danny broke up with him after their summer fling, and now Foley is dating their other friend, Samantha Manson. Between you and I, Foley and Manson are carrying a torch for Danny and are likely attempting to include them in a throuple."

"I want everything you can find on Tucker Foley and Samantha Manson," Father snaps at Drake, who already had his tablet out and typing a storm on his travel keyboard. Thankfully, Danny had gotten Gordon to fake a Gotham tech camp so his two friends could visit him in the city soon.

It was so Damian could get to know his friends and so that all three could have a break from ghost hunting, but this would be entertaining to watch.

Damian sips his tea, watching Brown and Todd hiss threats under their breaths while Thomas actively cracks his knuckles. He only did that when he was feeling particularly violent.

Drake lets out a noise that he has only ever heard him make when he's about to blow up a building. He twists his tablet around, banging his other hand on the tabletop aggressively. "Bruce, I think things with Foley were more serious than is appropriate for Danny. He's only fourteen!"

It took every ounce of his training not to burst out laughing. On Drake's tablet is a photo of Danny and Foley cuddling while asleep on the floor. It was posted by Manson with the caption "We made some interesting discoveries tonight!"

He knows she meant the purple back gorilla, but the poor girl just didn't have a way with words like she thought she did.

It's that moment that Danny wanders back in, wearing his normal bright and innocent smile. "Tucker and Sam are coming to Gotham. They want to hang out with me at Lover's Lane!"

Damian slams a hand over his mouth, just barely stopping himself from spewing his tea across the table as his family bristles. Lover's Lane was the best spot in all of Gotham to see the city's lights and had some of the best public gardens. A sight people from a small town like Amity Park would adore to see.

It also earned the nickname Lover's Lane for a very obvious reason, but Damian feels Danny has forgotten that part.

"You are not-"

"-Going to want to meet them wearing the same old clothes. Why don't I take you shopping after you finish eating Master Danny" Alfred cuts father off mid rant, sending everyone a stern glare when the family's all look ready to argue "After all, if your friends who clearly remember how much fun they have with you, it would be a pity to have them erase those good memories with a wardrobe malfunction."

Damian should tell his father to give that man a raise.

[rafesbowbunny]

𝜗𝜚 bunny!reader has always had a thing for a regular at her bookstore, older!rafe only comes in to see her

c!w; mdni !! older!rafe, dom!rafe, bunny!reader, age-gap (reader is 18+), size kink, rafe gets called 'daddy' a few times, dirty talk, mutual pining obviously, 'unprotected' sex, p in v, creampie, overstimulation (if you squint), cum play, cum eating, oral (f. receiving)

notes; i had such bad writer's block during the making of this so i apologise if this isn't my best work... also its kinda long before the smut but it needed some plot !!

you'd just gotten a job at a new cozy bookstore in town. it was perfect, had rows and rows of every genre of book a person could think of and a lovely little cafe with a cozy area to read in too. you loved working there, and had recently gotten much more comfortable after finally getting the hang of everything.

there were quite a few regulars that would come in for the coffee and a book, lots were mothers with quiet children that would sit down in the children's corner and read, others were just people of all ages that particularly enjoyed sitting in the bookstore for hours.

you were stacking shelves the first time you saw him; tall, gorgeous and smiling slightly under his cute scruffy moustache. he was flicking through the non-fiction books. though he didn't look like someone that read, adorned in workwear and partially grubby clothing, most likely from his blue collar job.

you could tell he was definitely older, around ten years your senior but still so pretty. after that first minor interaction you started seeing him come in a lot more, every other day basically. you'd worked up the courage to say hi to him after a few more times of seeing him and although your face was probably bright red, he smiled wide and started a conversation with you.

after the ice had been broken you would always talk to him when he came into the bookstore, it got to a point where he wasn't even pretending to be interested in the books around him anymore, he obviously had come in there to see you again.

rafe had also started coming in early before work started, he looked so good in his carhartt jacket and big boots, not yet dirty from a days work. he'd make sure you were the one to make his coffee, always mumbling something about you having a secret gift as he grinned, letting his hand linger over yours when he'd take his cup.

the tension between the two of you was palpable, your friends and co-workers would make jokes about how no one needed to read romance books in there anymore, they had a whole story playing out in front of them.

you would always laugh and smile at their comments, smitten over the idea of being with rafe but there was always the lingering thought that it was just friendly flirting. nothing more. he probably had a girlfriend, or a wife or something. he was too old and too gorgeous, why would he actually want anything to do with little old you.

these thoughts had you spiralling significantly on one particular day; what if you were wasting all your time and feelings on this older guy that would never want you? would you ever get over him? would you be alone forever?

you were zoning out - hard - as you slid the last few books of your shift onto the shelf, you nearly jumped out of your skin when you saw him standing in front of you with a grin.

"sorry, did i give you a fright?" he mumbled, steadying you with his touch, "'thought you'd heard me when i said y'name but there must be s'much goin' on in that head of yours."

you took a breathe and smiled weakly at him, not being able to shake your pessimistic thoughts from seconds before as he stood in front of you, handsome and speaking.

"no, sorry- lots on my mind i guess" you shrugged, fiddling with your fingers. rafe's brow furrowed, he'd seen you stressed and frustrated because of work but never like this, anxious and pensive.

he tilted his head a little, "what's wrong hm?" he softly coaxed, looking deep into your eyes as he reached out and rubbed your arm with his thumb.

you looked up at him through your lashes, "nothing.. nothing really..." you mumbled, chewing your lip a little.

his gaze darkened as he watched you, "something you wanna ask me bunny?"

you shook your head after shuddering at the nickname. a nickname only rafe used with you, it never failed to give you goosebumps down your body and cause your thighs to squeeze together a little, "don't worry.. er, i'm about to close up in a minute - you don't mind walking me to my car do you?"

his pursed lips melted into a smile and he looked up for a second before nodding. you smiled at him before finally putting away the last few things and grabbing the bookstore's keys. rafe followed you out as you left the store and locked the doors from the outside.

"cold tonight hmm" rafe remarked, looking out at the dim parking lot and neighbouring streets as he walked close to you. you hummed in agreement, readjusting the jacket tighter around you.

when you finally reached your car you looked up at him with a longing smile before he tilted his head, grinning at you, "you gonna tell me what you were thinking about earlier?"

you shook your head, nerves chewing at your lip again.

"c'mon, 'm not gonna see you tomorrow, 'ts your day off bunny, can't make me just wonder all this time hm?" he playfully whined, inching his body closer to yours. you were a little stunned by his words.

"you remember my day off's tomorrow?" the nerves were rising in your tummy now, bubbling around and exploding.

he smirked, sliding your hand into his, "course i'd know when the only reason i go into that bookshop isn't there."

"rafe" you gushed, covering your face a little and shaking your head. you couldn't believe your ears, you thought you weren't stupid or anything but here you were, hearing that he wanted you the whole time. "i thought you were just.. i don't know, entertaining the idea of me this whole time..."

his lips parted and brow furrowed as if it was completely incomprehensible that he might've not actually wanted you, "bunny... you must be talking pure shit now because i thought i'd made it obvious i wanted you from the second i'd gotten to know you."

you chewed at your lip, heat pooling in your tummy as he instinctively inched closer to you as he spoke. all you wanted to do now was jump his bones, and you kept glancing down at the bulge in his pants as it became closer and closer to you.

he noticed your wandering eyes and laughed a little, throwing his head back before sliding both hands up your arms carefully, "...so you said you don't have heating huh?"

you nodded, feeling dizzy at the realisation of what he was about to ask you.

he scoffed with a grin, "see, i've got heating at my place that works pretty well, and - bunny, with the way you're looking at me right now, i think we're better off going there."

you smiled, staring up at him through your lashes before nodding and in an instant he'd grabbed your hand, leading you to his truck. the drive was probably fairly quick, but it felt like hours of agony to the both of you as you patiently waited. rafe's hand was possessively gripping your thigh and you felt wetness in your panties thinking about where else his hands would trail to.

it was a blur, stumbling out of his truck and into his house, you barely looked at the place before the two of you, sloppy and all over each other, had made it to his bedroom. your body was on vibrate but he took a second to take his huge jacket and long sleeve shirt off.

you breathed heavily, eyes widening when street light through the window illuminated his toned chest, he was built like a greek god and you nearly moaned at the thought of all that being all over you.

he teasingly peeled your clothes off, article by article, grinning all the way. he could see you twitching and heavily breathing at every movement, it only fuelled him more.

finally you were in nothing but panties and a bra, matching of course, which made rafe's eyes go wild, "jesus, look at you." he breathed, running his hands along the side of your body as you lay under him.

you slid your arms around his neck and tried to pull him in but he grinned at your lack of strength and you frowned playfully, squirming at the lack of action.

"you gonna ask nicely bunny?" his lips were centimetres away from yours, he was really enjoying teasing you now.

"please... please i want you inside me so bad" you whined, pouting and running your hands into his shaggy mullet. he smirked and leaned in, passionately pressing his lips to yours, engulfing you in heat.

your hands pulled at his jeans, ripping down the zipper as you slid a palm across his clothed cock, gasping at his lips over how big you found him to be.

he tugged himself out of his boxers before lowering down to your core, you burned with desire as you watched the greek god looming over you, slowly bully his cock into your weeping hole.

you groaned at the feeling, his cock slowly slipping all the way down, filling you to the hilt. your grip around his neck tightened, along with his hands holding you steady at your hips.

he drilled into you at an unrelenting pace, the sound of his cock diving in and out of your wet pussy causing him to groan gutturally, "uhghh, you like this big cock baby? c'mon, tell me you've been thinking about daddy's cock since you met me hmm"

you eyes were rolling back, the pleasure becoming too much already, "mmmh i think about daddy's cock all the time... oh! fuuuck."

you looked down at your tummy, a clear huge bulge poking everytime rafe drove his dick into you, only making you dizzier. he was just so big.

a creamy line of arousal was thick around the base of rafe's cock, your breath all ragged as he continued to drill into you, toying with your clit to overstimulate you.

you were shaking under him, one hand gripping onto a bicep and the other tugging the sheets beside you. the sheer girth of him was splitting you open, rafe grinned at the yelps escaping your lips with every thrust.

"pussy's swallowing me whole, fuck bunny" he grunted into your lips, launching in for yet another seering kiss while his thrusts became sloppy but deeper. plap-plap-plap filled the room along with your pornographic moans.

"nghh daddy, i'm- oh, g'na cum!" you cried, nails digging into his flesh.

he was panting into your neck, "'know baby, can feel your pussy milking me- fuuuuuck" you felt the rush of your orgasm as rafe's thick white ropes coated your insides. he continued to thrust into you a few more times, watching your pussy swallow all his cum before pulling out.

"such a good bunny, look at that shit.." he mumbled, dragging a finger over your wet whole, playing with and pushing his release back into you. "so wet..."

he dipped his head down, lapping up both your juices that had coated your folds. you twitched from the sensation, still recovering from his cock.

"rafeee- oh god- too sensitive.." you whined, hand laced in his hair. he lifted his head and looked at you with a grin, his moustache gleaming with wetness.

"oh bunny now that i've had you, shit, i'm never letting my little girl go."

[acphengene]

Angel

₊ ⁺ pairing: Heeseung x reader

₊ ⁺ genre: soulmate au, fluff, they’re crackheads but in the most endearing way

₊ ⁺ word count: 3.9k

₊ ⁺ note: god i hope you guys will love these two as much as I do. No hate to my main man Jay but this might be my fave so far. Please let me know what you think!

₊ ⁺ Jake ₊ ⁺ Jungwon ₊ ⁺ Jay ₊ ⁺ Sunoo ₊ ⁺ Heeseung ₊ ⁺ Niki ₊ ⁺ Sunghoon ₊ ⁺ Masterlist

Heeseung had, unlike most, no apparent need to meet his soulmate sooner rather than later. He was, even as a young boy, one with ambition and aspirations and wanted to make it on his own before he was introduced to his other half.

However that didn’t mean that he hadn't stayed up all night, the day he turned thirteen to figure out what his mark was. Nothing had showed up on his skin, which meant it would most likely take him a few days to figure out what it was.

6 hours after he had gone to bed, he woke up screaming and in panic because it felt like his wrist had just broken itself spontaneously in his sleep. His brother had been there in a second, soul-band-aid in hand before slapping it on the boy's wrist.

The pain had disappeared almost instantly, and had turned into nothing more than a dull throbbing he would be able to ignore. His brother had pulled him close and told him what this meant while he dried his tears.

As the years went by Heeseung learned that his soulmate was either incredibly clumsy, or else your hobby was throwing your whole body onto concrete, and to his defence he wasn’t that far off.

You had always loved rollerblading with your sister, which meant a fall every once in a while, scraped knees and sprained wrists. All because the safety gear just didn’t look that cool. You were also a gymnast, which meant ruined ankles and falls that were head first into a mattress.

The people around you tried to get you to calm down but their words didn’t really matter. Your soulmate would love you anyways. At least that was the hope.

As the two of you grew up, you had switched rolls. When you became more calm, mature and overall focused on your studies, he became insane. That was at least what you told people when your ankles and legs were covered in those well known band-aids.

All because Heeseung didn’t mind straining his body whenever he danced. That however meant sore muscles and limbs for the both of you, since he could do exactly that for 12 hours straight with no problem. He wanted to be the best.

His ambition did pay off however, but the three months he was on I-land you were struggling. He had always been hard on his body, but this was something else. You got your revenge however, because as you got older, your periods became more and more painful, and as you were tucked under the covers, chuckling while eating chocolate, he had to try and actually work his body while in absolute agony.

He had never really understood why you didn’t just take painkillers, but what he could gather from the internet was that there were some people with periods that just ‘wanted’ to feel the pain, and Heeseung just had to smile through it.. That was the day he had decided you were weird.

When he had debuted he was thankful to find soul-band-aids in every studio of the building, dance or music, it didn't matter. Both Jimin and Vernon shared his mark, and had therefore made sure that they were always on stock.

Over the years he was lucky enough to pick their brains about just how to handle it. Especially after you had a nasty fall and busted your knee when he was 20, it had given you both problems ever since.

“Always carry around a few bandaids, if yours is anything like mine, they’ll fall down at least once a day” Vernon had said with a large smile which had caused both Heeseung and Jimin to laugh.

“And the periods” Jimin said and the three of them grimaced. “Make sure you stock up on chocolate, I have no idea why, but it kind of helps, you know it takes the edge off”

“And keep a heating pad around, it helps her as much as you. But mine also completely sucks at making sure she has painkillers on hand. I’ve had to start carrying that shit around” Vernon said as he adjusted his cap.

“Yeah, mine too,” Heeseung had told them both. He appreciated their good advice, and was thankful they even wanted to talk to him about it.

He had to admit that he was thankful you hadn’t chosen a job or way of life that caused too much pain. It was mostly a papercut here and there or very tense shoulders, that you never got taken care of, so he did that for you both.

And you already loved that about him, that he wanted to take care of you, that he actually did. Some evenings you would go to bed with tense shoulders and a back that hurt like hell only to wake up to him haven gotten a massage overnight, all to loose you up. You definitely weren’t complaining.

Heeseung knew the two of you would meet when it was time, but that didn’t mean he didn’t try and communicate with you.

You had a habit of pinching your arm over and over again, he assumed it was whenever you were nervous since it fit with the timeline of the university exams.

He was in a meeting at one point and you just wouldn’t stop, it was constant over and over again, and he almost lost his mind.

“Are you okay?” Jungwon had asked with worry, ready to shut down the meeting if need be. He had made faces of annoyance and pain for the last fifteen minutes.

“I’m fine, she just has an exam” He answered and rolled his eyes.

“Jesus fuck” Sunghoon had groaned before he, on Heeseungs other arm, had pinched him. Hard.

The oldest had made a sound of surprise and pain all at once, but the pinching had stopped, and after a few seconds a small pinch, almost more similar to a nibble, was felt on the arm that hadn’t taken your nervous abuse. It was an apologetic ‘sorry’.

He had smiled wider than he had in a long time.

You had been sitting outside the exam room when you felt it, he had been the last thing on your mind, but you couldn’t help but feel bad. What if he was actually inside an exam room right now, what if you had ruined it for him. So you had done the small pinch as a way to apologize.

It had quickly become a trademark for the two of you. Small pinches here and there to let the other know you were thinking of them.

One pinch for: hi, or in some cases stop. Two for: need you, in case any of you were nervous and needed some reassurance. You typically used that one before exams or if you were stressed out of your mind. He used it for award shows, when he wanted to win so bad the only thing he heard was his own heartbeat. And three for; I’m right here.

You didn’t want to admit it, but it was nice, knowing he was there when you needed him. It made your heart soft, and his too.

Your head was buried in a chemistry book when your phone rang out of the blue.

“Dovie” you said as a hello as you greeted your best friend.

“Hi love, so I was wondering if you had any plans for tomorrow night?” She asked and you could almost hear the biting of her lip, one of many habits your best friend had picked up after the meeting of her soulmate, the year prior.

A sigh escaped you as you did a quick headcount of your notes.

“That depends on what you want?” You asked before rubbing your eyes.

“Gods, once in a while it would be good for you to leave those books behind” she said, the grin very noticeable by the sound of her voice.

“Well the skincare of the future won't just magically appear you know?” you chuckled.

“You better invent something that removes all my wrinkles”

The two of you laughed.

“What is it?” You asked again before getting up to get yourself a fresh cup of coffee.

The sun was almost completely gone behind the skyscrapers outside your apartment windows.

“I want you to join me for a concert” she said with an excited high pitched voice.

“Your guy?” You asked, finally curious enough to forget the chemical compounds in anua’s barrier serums.

“My guy! And well, all of his guys as well”

“And it’s free?”

She sighed. “Obviously”

“Well, well, well… I finally get to meet the infamous Sim Jake then. Count me in babes, just tell me where I need to show up”

Having a best friend bound to a celebrity had its perks it seemed. She picked you up in a town car and the two of you had a glass of champagne as it took you to the venue.

You had been so glad when she had informed you she moved to Seoul. Unlike her, you had left a year before she had, to study in the city and learn from those who were the masters in the skincare industry.

It definitely had its perks, you were flooded with products, and few things were as fun as majoring in something you were actually passionate about.

The two of you joined three other girls in a VIP booth. The rest of the guys soulmates you were told. They were all different from one another, but somehow the dynamic between them matched perfectly.

You guessed that was a must when their soulmates shared everything with one another. What you didn’t want to admit was that being with them felt similar to coming home.

The concert started and it was absolutely amazing. The guys were talented and their girls cheered them on with so much enthusiasm. It was as if the air was electric and you couldn’t help but be completely mesmerized with the overall atmosphere.

On the stage your eyes lingered on the oldest. His voice was amazing and he was incredibly beautiful. And then he slipped.

As the whole stadium made a worried sound all you could do was groan, as silently as possible not to draw attention to yourself. Because where Heeseung had landed, you now felt pain.

In a swift motion your hand was in your bag pulling up a soul-band-aid and slipping it on your lower back where it was hurting.

You saw how Heeseung smiled, and then he pinched his arm, twice; need you. And you felt it. The fall was one thing, but this, this had to mean that the brother to your best friend's soulmate, was yours.

You stumbled back and automatically responded with three pinches; I’m right here. On the screen you saw how he smiled wide, and kept dancing. Unlike him, you were in complete shock, trying to catch your breath.

As the guys had a wardrobe change, their manager was over Heeseung with a bandaid within a second. But he just pushed it away.

“It’s okay, she took care of it,” he said with a proud smile. You had been so fast, and the pain had been managed by your quick thinking within a second. Almost as if you knew he needed you right then and there.

However his ribs were hurting now, as if you were currently running a marathon and couldn’t quite catch your breath. He pinched his arm three times, and the pain subsided.

“You okay?” Niki said as they were stripped from their clothes.

“Yeah, she was quick,” he said with a smile.

“Good, I’m glad she’s taking care of you” the youngest gave him a loving shove and the two laughed.

Heeseung looked at his pinky. “Is she here?”

Niki laughed. “You think I would be if she was?” He laughed as he ruffled his hair before plugging back his in-ears.

“Good point” Heeseung said as he mirrored him. “If mine was here I wouldn’t be here either”

The girls grabbed you by the arm and dragged you backstage after the concert. You had never been more nervous in your life.

You tried your best to not pinch your arm, he would be alarmed at that, you thought.

“Little dove” said a dark haired beauty that you assumed to be Jake.

He came straight for your best friend, pulled her close and gave her a kiss. It was longer than you had expected, and for a second it felt like you were intruding.

G was quickly pulled close to Jay as he removed the hair from her neck before he kissed her there.

And before you could notice anyone else, Jake had pulled you into a bear hug. “It’s so fucking good to finally meet you!”

You were literally up in the air, while your friend was just laughing beside you.

“Put the girl down you big idiot” Sunghoon had said before introducing himself, and the rest quickly followed suit.

It was stupid but you couldn’t help but look around for him, and for some reason Jake noticed that. He narrowed his eyes. “Hee will be here in a second, they just need to take a look at him after his fall”

You nodded, as you tried to look interested in anything but the man who was currently receding just down the hall from you all.

They had all dragged you to a few couches, and the boys took turns disappearing and returning in their civil clothes.

Because Heeseung wasn’t there, your nervous tic took over all by itself. Dovie laid a hand on yours to get you to stop your fidgeting, and just in time.

“She’s nervous again” Heeseung said as he entered the room.

“What, now?” Sunoo said surprised.

“Yeah, I have no idea what’s going on with her today that got her so on edge. God I hate there's absolutely nothing I can do about it” He threw himself down in a chair across from you, and you were pretty sure you suddenly forgot the ability to breathe.

He took a sip from a can, and as his eyes found yours, he completely froze.

Shit. Fuck. What the fuck.

That was the thoughts that went through his head, because before him was the most beautiful angel he had ever seen.

And he of course, for the life of him couldn’t make a proper introduction.

He swallowed his drink and waved while an awkward hi somehow escaped him. You smiled and god he could’ve died right there. Maybe he was already dead, and maybe this was heaven.

The conversation that they were all having picked up again when he didn’t follow up. He started chewing on the inside of his cheek nervously, but his eyes never left you. He was completely mesmerized.

You distracted him so much that he accidentally bit his cheek a little to hard, and he flinched from the pain. But so did you.

Why the fuck would you do that? What was going on?

He leaned a little closer, as he observed you, narrowing his eyes on that left arm of yours, still slightly red. Maybe from pinching yourself over and over again?

So how do we test this? He thought to himself.

Two pinches to his arm. And as per routine, without even thinking about, without even thinking about where you were, without even thinking about who was sitting in front of you; you pinched yourself thrice.

And when you realized your eyes shot up to meet his. Heeseung just rose from his seat with a grin.

“Oh you’re coming with me” he said. The room around you fell silent. Everyone staring at the oldest, wondering what exactly he was going on about, because his sentence had made no sense in the conversation they were all having.

“I-“ was all that you mustered to get out before he grabbed your wrist and pulled you from the large room.

You had no idea where he was taking you, and you felt your phone buzz in your bag. It was propably Dovie, asking what the hell was going on.

Heeseung dragged you along all while saying goodbye to the staff he met on his way, and before you knew it he was pushing you into a car and he followed suit.

As it started driving the two of you had almost automatically turned your bodies towards one another, as if you were two magnets desperate to finally connect.

“So…” he said with a raised eyebrow all while the city was passing by outside. The streets still flooded with all the fans that had been screaming at him, at them only 30 minutes earlier.

“I’m pretty sure kidnapping is illegal” you said as you crossed your arms over your chest.

He laughed. “You’re stubborn aren’t you?” He didn’t mind that though, it would make this little life of yours so much more entertaining if you were.

“So what if I am?” You asked with a teasing voice, there was this twinkle in your eyes that made his knees weak, and he had never been more thankful that he was actually sitting down.

The conversation between you both most likely sounded a lot more like lovers bickering than two soulmates that had just found one another. But for some reason he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Where we going?” You asked after a few minutes of silence, and your eyes instantly found his as you felt your cheeks heat up.

“Back to your place” he stated as he look out at the tall buildings surrounding the two of you.

“My place?” You asked shocked. “How the hell do you know where I live?”

Heeseung just laughed. “Oh calm down now, I’m no stalker, my sweet manager here was the one who picked you up earlier. I just decided it would be best to follow you home” he shrugged. “You know, making sure you got there safe”

You were pretty sure your heart skipped a beat at that. Instead of entertaining the conversation while a stranger was in the car with you, you instead pulled your phone from your bag.

Dovie: you two owe me 100.000 won

You: why?

Dovie: Me and Jake made a bet and I lost, so you fools better pay up.

You smiled, and Heeseung couldn’t help but do the same.

“Why are you smiling?” He asked, a little scared that you wouldn’t humor him.

“Apparently our besties made a bet, and I’m guessing it had to do with us” you said as you waved your phone before stuffing it back in your bag.

He ran a hand through his hair and laughed. “That explains Jake’s mood all day at least”

You raised a brow at him, suddenly curious on just what had been going on before they went on stage “What?”

“He’s just been… teasing me all day you know, constantly asking how I was feeling, if I was nervous. He was just way kinder and way wierder than usual, so I figured he was up to something. Gotta say I did not expect this”

He was so beautiful when he smiled, his laugh sounded like the sweetest music, which honestly couldn’t come as a surprise when he had a voice like an angel.

You hummed in response. To afraid that your voice would crack, that it would reveal the need for him, that you felt in your very bones.

The car finally came to a halt and he quickly opened the door. He was thankful for the fresh and cold air, he felt like he was burning up.

He held the door open for you and as soon as you stepped out the rain started. He watched as you lifted your head towards the sky, savoring the cool drops of water on your skin.

“So… here we are” he said, drawing your attention back to him.

“We are,” you said as you turned towards him. He was too aware of the rain droplets ran down your skin.

“A…” he sighed. “Are we sure?”

“We are, I don’t have a soul-band-aid on my ass for nothing” you laughed and it was so contagious he joined you right away.

“Yeah, thanks for that one” he said as he took a step closer to you. He wanted you in his arms, but he didn’t want to pressure you.

“You are my soulmate, Heeseung” you said. He felt the goosebumps break out on his entire body. He didn’t know how much he had longed for you to say those words.

“I know I am, but what are you?” He asked and he saw the mischeif spark in your eye.

“I’m yours” you say, and smiled wider than you think you’ve ever had.

“Fuck yeah you are” he say and took two steps towards you.

Heeseung flung his arms around you and pulled you to him. “God angel, it took you long enough” he had lifted you off the ground, and your legs had instinctively wrapped around his waist.

You rolled your eyes. “I could say the same about you” you didn’t care about the rain, about the possibility of catching a cold. You didn’t even care that you were out in public, wrapped in the arms of one of the Koreas it-boys. No all you cared about was that he seemed to be just as excited for having found you, as you were of finding him.

His eyes glimmered in the streetlights and your hands rested on the nape of his neck. He sucked in a breath.

“Yeah? You better punish me for it” he squeezed your thigh and you pulled at his hair teasingly. He licked his lips in response.

“Careful now” he said as he carried you into the elevator of your building, finally getting you out of the cold. “Don’t wanna start something you can’t finish”

“What makes you so sure I won’t be able to see it through?” You asked as you nudged your nose against his.

He closed his eyes and savored the skin to skin contact.

“Fuck it” he said, and closed the gap between the two of you as he crashed his lips onto yours.

You let out a surprised yelp, but returned it. Pulling him even closer to you.

“No way in hell I’m letting you out of my sight, angel. You’re staying with me”

You chuckled. “I have an exam soon, you know”

He shrugged and hid his head in the crook of your neck. “You can use me to distract you whenever need be, it’ll be a big improvement from all that god damn pinching”

His lips were on your neck, kissing, licking, nibbling on your skin. And he couldn’t help himself so he bit down slightly, and the two of you groaned together as you felt a pain that when inflicted by him, much more pleasure than anything else.

Finally you heard the ding of the elevator doors, and you slipped out of his grasp. He whined at the lack of contact.

“Come on now, we got shit to do” you said as you pulled him along.

“Oh yeah? What?" He asked teasingly. He put his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side as he kissed your forehead.

“You’re the one who offered to be my distraction”

“Always Angel”

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If I Open the Door To Heaven Or Hell 2/? [Wally Clark/Reader]

Summary: Something Wally mentions in the meeting with Maddie's friends catches your attention. Word Count: 1.8k Author's Note: The new episode gave me ideas. I have no one to blame but myself. Spoiler alert...it's body shots.

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What you had with Wally was new and exhilarating and sometimes terrifying. You were learning new boundaries and territory, seeking places to step where you couldn't before. You hadn't told the others about your relationship, because you didn't want them to scrutinize it, but you knew it was only a matter of time before someone found out.  

Secrets had a bad habit of coming to light when you were dead. 

Now that the dam had broken, it was like you couldn't get enough of each other. You were both focused on helping Maddie, but whenever you got a spare moment, you found each other. Wally had taken to surprising you by pulling you into classrooms and making out on desks. You made use of janitor closets and locker rooms and on one memorable occasion, the rooftop of the school.  

You felt breathless as you stared up at the night sky with Wally's fingers intertwined with yours. You hadn't bothered to put your shirt back on, sure no one would manage to find you up here.  

You turned your head to see Wally already watching you. Besotted was the first word that came to mind and you felt like you were floating.  

"We've got to go soon," Wally reminded you.  

"I know," you sighed, turning towards him so you could hook a leg around his and wrap an arm around his waist. You let your head rest on his shoulder, your fingers tugging briefly on the drawstring of his sweatpants. "What do you think it'll be like? Trying to talk to Maddie's friends?" 

"Weird," Wally responded with a laugh. "Worst game of telephone ever." 

You had to concede he had a point. Telling Maddie to tell Simon to tell whoever what you said did sound a bit tedious. But it was the only connection to the living you had and figuring out how to get Janet back to the school so Maddie could get her old life back. You would do anything to help Maddie get the opportunity you would never have, even if it meant rolling away from Wally's warmth and touch to grab your shirt where he had thrown it earlier in his haste to get it off you.  

You held Wally’s hand up until you were right outside the auditorium. You let his hand slip from yours, sending him an apologetic smile, before you opened the door. You walked into the auditorium to see chairs set up on the stage. There were four arranged off to the right that had pictures of Charley, Wally, Rhonda, and you taped to them. There were another three chairs set up and then two others off to the left that you assumed were for Simon and Maddie.  

"Aw, come on," Wally groaned when he saw the layout of the chairs. "We're not even sitting next to each other." 

"We'll survive a few minutes apart," you promised him before sneaking a quick kiss. "Let's just do this." 

Wally nodded his head, already trying to get his head in the game, before he bounded up to the stage.  

You sat beside Rhonda and enjoyed her sarcastic remarks at the expense of Maddie’s friends, even adding in some of your own just to get her to laugh. You knew she was having a hard time after visiting her scar and getting her to simply smile felt like a personal triumph.  

You noticed Wally glancing over at you from time to time, but you were worried if you looked at him that you wouldn't be able to stop.  

The group was trying to decide how to get Janet back to the school. You thought about it for a moment before leaning forward in your chair.  

"What if we tell her Mr. Martin is gone? I mean, we're pretty sure that's what happened, right? If she knows he's out of the picture, at least for now, maybe she'll come back here." 

"Oh, uh, Y/N is talking now," Maddie informed Simon, pointing helpfully at your chair.  

Simon squinted, as if he was trying to see you, and nodded his head. You knew he couldn't see you, but his eyes were fixed right where your chest was, and it made you just the slightest bit self-conscious.  

"Hey, dude," Wally interrupted, snapping his fingers at Simon. "Show some respect! Stop staring at her y'know," he said, gesturing towards his own chest.  

Charley glanced over at Wally in surprise, but Rhonda turned and arched a brow at you.  

"Interesting," she commented.  

Maddie relayed your message to Simon before she changed the subject, leading to other ideas being presented. Xavier brought up salt as a way of creating a barrier to keep Janet contained.  

"He's clearly the brains of the operation," Rhonda observed with an unimpressed roll of her eyes.  

"Salt's not going to do anything," Charley added, looking like he wanted to laugh. "Unless you plan on doing body shots with Janet and hoping she cowers in fear." 

"Damn, I miss body shots," you heard Wally chime in and you finally ended up glancing over at him in surprise.  

Your surprise turned into contemplation and from there a plan hatched.  

The next evening, you waited until Wally was distracted by the others before you left in search of what you needed. Typically, you would have grabbed a bottle of tequila, some salt, and limes. But you were stuck inside a high school, so you would just have to settle for the best you could find.  

You started in the principal's office where all the best contraband was stashed. You didn't find tequila, but you did find an emptied water bottle that had been refilled with vodka. Next, you tried the cafeteria and found lemons and a knife. Salt evaded you, but when you tried the teacher's lounge, you did find sugar packets. It wasn't the best combination, but it would have to do.  

Either way, you were sure Wally would love it.  

You reconvened with the others and sidled up to Wally.  

"Meet me in the auditorium in fifteen minutes," you whispered to him before making your exit again.  

There was a booth at the back of the auditorium where the light and sound control boards were kept. It was half past six and the drama club had already vacated the premises, so you were guaranteed to be left alone. The whole reason you picked it was for its promise of seclusion, but also the couch that was tucked into the corner of the booth. You had stolen a blanket from a teacher's classroom and draped it over the floor. The vodka, sugar, and lemons were spread out on the blanket like an offering.  

You waited on the couch until Wally found you twelve minutes later.  

"Hey," he started, looking from you to the blanket and contraband on the floor. "What's all this?" 

"Well," you said, standing up and approaching him. "You said you missed body shots, right? So, I thought..." you trailed off, letting him put the pieces together himself.  

Even in the dim lighting of the booth, you could see Wally's eyes darken with want. Before you knew it, he was crowding into your space, cradling your jaw in his palm, and pulling you into a kiss. The kiss grew heated and Wally had your shirt rucked up under your arms, his hands holding you at the small of your back and between your shoulder blades, keeping you close to him. 

"Wait," you gasped, breaking the kiss.  

Wally groaned, letting his head fall to your shoulder. He pressed a light kiss to the crook of your neck.  

"C'mon," you coaxed, trying to usher him over towards the couch.  

"Right," Wally agreed, letting you push him down onto the cushions. "Just got distracted," he admitted with a grin up at you.  

You felt yourself flush before you turned and grabbed the supplies. You handed him the lemons and knife. "Cut those for me," you instructed him while you grabbed the sugar packets and vodka.  

You joined Wally on the couch, reaching out to grab the blanket and drape it over your laps in case you made a mess. Wally dropped the knife on the floor and then handed you a lemon wedge. You gave him a sugar packet in exchange. Before you could put the lemon wedge in your mouth, Wally was in your space again. He nosed along your jaw before finding your neck and licking up from your collarbone to just below your ear.  

You shivered, feeling want surge through you, before he gently tipped your head to the side.  

"Got to make sure it sticks," he murmured, before he opened one of the sugar packets and let it pour over your neck. You felt some of the granules tumble down and land on the blanket, but most of it stayed where Wally intended.  

He was quick to fit his mouth to your neck again, eagerly lapping up the sugar and even taking a moment to suck a kiss into your skin.  

"Wally," you breathed, knowing that you were on a tipping point. Either Wally would take a shot or you would abandon the plan and let him have you now.  

"Sorry," he said, not sounding sorry at all, before he twisted the top off the bottle and took a swig. He hissed before letting out a delighted laugh when he noticed you put the lemon wedge in your mouth, the rind smooth and bumpy against your tongue. He fit his mouth to yours, pulling the lemon into his mouth and sucking on it, before he spit it out onto the blanket.  

Before you knew it, your back was on the couch and Wally was over you. He kissed you, letting you taste the tang of lemon and sharp sweetness of the vodka and sugar as he licked into your mouth.  

"So good," he groaned into the kiss. "You're so good to me," he whispered before trailing his kisses back to your neck. You could feel him trying to get all the sugar free, chasing the sweetness stuck to your skin. "Can't believe how lucky I am." 

You grinned helplessly up at the ceiling of the tech booth and let your fingers run through Wally's hair. You tugged playfully at it and he nipped at your skin in retaliation, sending a shiver down your spine.  

You let Wally continue until you knew you were going to have one hell of a mark high up enough on your neck that you would have to find a scarf somewhere to cover it up.  

"Come on," you said, pushing lightly at his shoulders. You had let Wally have his fun and now it was time to have yours. "It's my turn," you told him when he refused to budge.  

That was enough to get Wally up and reaching for a sugar packet. You couldn't help but laugh watching him so eager to let you reciprocate.  

Wally might have felt like he was lucky, but you were the one who had truly lucked out with him. As you grabbed the lemon wedges where they had fallen to the floor, you hoped you would get to show him every day of your afterlife just how much you really loved him. 

Author's Note: If you would like to see more, have something you would like me to write for this 'verse, or want to be tagged in future updates, please let me know!

[carlosainzgf]

Hiiii i love ur writing sm!!!! Can u write a kang dae ho x reader where we had Dated before the games but broke up because of our depts. And we meet again in the games and he was heart broken to see reader there and reader had been ’rude’ (not mean or anything but telling him they dont need his help etc) but after reader had seen how he acted with player 222. They got sad (jealous?) because they thought that they had something going on between those two. But after a near death experience reader Seeks for dae ho’s comfort and he makes sure reader is okay and comforts them. SORRY IT THIS IS CRINGE BUT I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO GET THIS OFF MY MIND AND I CANT WRITE SHIT💔💔💔😔😔😔

the irony of fate

kang dae ho x reader (fluff)

(the words in a different font are throw backs)

the silence in the room was frightening. the metal beds, lined up in precise rows, offered little solace after the chaos of the first game. you fell onto one of the mattresses, exhausted, your breathing still uneven. the memory of the sharp sound of gunshots tormented you. as you massaged your temples, someone occupied the bunk in front of you. you didn't look up, too focused on calming your nerves, until you heard a familiar laugh, sarcastic and full of that carefree tone you always hated.

"well, this is quite a romantic meeting, don't you think?"

you raised your head. there he was, dae-ho, sitting on the bed with one leg crossed over the other, his long black hair as messy as ever, it was just longer than the last time you saw him. his eyes glittered with a mocking spark, and the crooked smile that you knew so well was there, intact.

“no way,” you murmured.

the last time you saw him, things ended badly, very badly. and now, after years of trying to bury it in your memory, it has appeared here, in this nightmare of a place.

“i can’t keep living like this dae ho!” you yelled. “i tried, i really did, but…i can’t anymore. we’re not good for each other. all we’ve been doing is fight for the last few months!”

“you’re giving up on us?” he sounded hurt.

“im not ‘giving up’ dae ho! i tried. it’s not working.”

and you haven’t seen him ever since.

you didn’t wanna break up but you had to. you were both so deep in depth. you both lived constant fear of being found by the people you owed money to. lots of money. the stress of you two brought both you down. you weren’t happy. all you did was fight. you didn’t spend time with each other due to working many jobs. you didn’t make love due to tiredness. you didn’t care for each other like you always did.

the break up took a toll on him. he wasn’t himself anymore. he fell apart after losing you. and he hated you for it. deep down he knew it wasn’t your fault but he couldn’t help it.

“come with me. i found a group of people to stick to. you’ll be safer.” he was still the old caring dae ho deep down. he will always care for you and you knew it.

“no thank you. i can take care of myself.”

“please stop being arrogant for once!” he said a little bit louder.

“i said no! don’t act like you care about me.” you turned your back to him, signaling for him to leave. he looked at your back for a few seconds but decided to leave. he knew how stubborn you could be.

───୨ৎ─── ───୨ৎ─── ───୨ৎ───

your eyes somehow looked for dae ho at every game, making sure he was alive. but every time you looked for him, he was with this girl.

she was short, pretty, around the same age as you. she always kept a hand on her stomach. she was pregnant, you figured.

dae ho always kept a hand on her shoulder or her back, supporting her and looking out for her. you couldn’t help but feel jealous.

did they have something between them? were they dating? was that his baby? did they join the game together? questions occupied your brain.

you soon snapped out of when your thoughts were interrupted by the mechanical voice, explaining the game.

mingle.

first round was ten people. a purple haired man pulled you into their group before you could look for another team to join.

the man was reckless. his pupils were dilated, he was weirdly jolly. he was high. but he had saved you. he kept talking about how you were beautiful as a flower and constantly flirted with you even when gunshots were blaring your ears. he didn’t let go of you when you left the room. he kept you by his side during other rounds.

until it was time to get into groups of four. you didn’t even have time to figure out what was happening when he kicked you in the gut and you fell to the ground, harshly. you couldn’t breathe. it was like all the oxygen left your lungs by how hard he kicked you. panic consumed you.

you couldn’t move. couldn’t yell. then your eyes met dae ho’s. he was about to go in to a room, and save himself when he saw you.

he didn’t think. not even for a second. he didn’t hesitate. he just ran.

10, 9, 8

he ran for you. he picked you up from the ground.

7, 6, 5

he was looking through rooms, trying to find where there were two people inside to make a group of four.

4, 3, 2

he was almost sure you both were going to die. but he didn’t mind. he would be gone with you in his arms. for him, to die by your side would’ve been a heavenly way to die.

just when he had accepted his faith someone pulled you both into a room with them. gi hun and young il.

1, 0.

gunshots once again filled your ears. dae ho sat you both to the ground and started asking if you were hurt. panic in his eyes, trying to make sure you were okay.

you didn’t answer. just grabbed his face and placed a longing kiss to his lips. it didn’t feel foreign. it felt like home.

tears ran down your face as you kissed. dae ho pulled away, wiped the tears away and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“don’t ever leave my side again. okay?”

“okay.”

gi hun and young il watched the interaction, confused, as you hugged each other, pulling the other impossibly closer, mumbling loving words, telling one another how much you missed each other and how nothings the same without them.

who knew such a place would bring you back to each other. what an irony of fate.

𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯

i loooved this req! please send moree 🫶🫶

-love, a.

[miumiaoomyzi]

AFTER AN ARGUMENT with seungcheol, you refused to talk to him or come back to the apartment. it may seem stubborn but seungcheol wasn't exactly the best to handle when it comes to arguments.

for a week, radio silence. none of you texted, called, or came to apologize to each other.

you were sat in your brother's house, phone in hand as your thumb stayed mid-air. as you were scrolling through your contacts to text your brother's wife, you stopped at seungcheol's.

he never removed your nickname nor blocked you.

rolling your eyes, you were denying the fact he might've been worried.

you sighed, slamming your phone down the table as you run a hand through your tangled hair.

your older brother noticed your current state, sitting down, "hey, hey. what's wrong?" he laid a hand on your back.

glancing at him, you groaned, head slamming into the table as he slightly flinches. "fucking choi seungcheol."

he stifled a laugh, seeing your pathetic state. "if you're not gonna do something i'm gonna find tolerable, piss off." you pushed him away from you, earning a laugh.

a few minutes passed and you almost fell asleep, until your brother spoke up, "seriously. what happened? weren't you just texting me about how much of a good boyfriend seungcheol was like.. weeks ago?"

"emphasis on the weeks ago." you spoke with gritted teeth.

lifting your head up with a heavy sigh, you stand up. "i'm gonna break up with him."

eyes widened your brother grabbed you by the shoulder and sat you back down, "are you out of your mind?!— you can't do that!!" he whisper-yelled.

"oh trust me. i can." pushing him away, you took your phone and made your way to the apartment.

as you climbed up the stairs, you finally arrive to your floor. hurriedly, you started rummaging around your pockets to find your keys.

until a familliar voice rang into your ears, "babe..?"

whipping your head to the direction of the voice, you immediately glared at seungcheol.

as you were about to speak, you were cut-off by the sudden crashing of his lips into yours.

as he slammed you into the door, you tried to push him away, yet he was too strong.

pulling away, you were quick to catch your breath. "..shit. i missed this." he groaned.

suddenly, he pulled the collar of your white shirt, placing kisses onto your collarbone.

"c-cheol. not here." you tried to pry his face away from your neck but didn't stop.

"somebody m-might see us like this..!— fuck-"

"where were you?" he growled as he pulled away, eyes piercing into yours.

his gaze then softened, "shit.. i'm so sorry— 'm sorryimsorryimsorryimsorry-" he leaned in, pulling you in as your bodies got closer.

"let's just." you paused, covering his mouth with your hand.

"—go back inside. 'kay?"

he nodded, removing your hands from his mouth then gently placing kisses on them.

he needed you so bad. weeks without you, he almost went insane. his sanity levels were dropping down everytime he scrolls through his gallery, full of pictures of you.

as seungcheol unlocked the door, he suddenly picked you up bridal style, running to his bedroom door as he kicks it open.

he gently throws you into the bed, then crawling to you as he throws your legs into his shoulders.

"let me show you how much i've missed you.. baby."

let's just say the night ended with both of your clothes on the floor (oh and a broken bed frame) 😁

[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

Heeey! Would you write possessive yandere Joe Goldberg smut? Joe captures reader and puts her in his cage. After some time she starts to develop feelings for him. You know...the good ol' Stockholm syndrome😏and they end up having sex in the cage like in the show

No pressure ofc 🥰

Hiii! :D

I've got this😈

YOU are my everything

YOU masterlist

Yandere!Joe Goldberg x fem!reader

Cw/triggers: Joe Goldberg is his own warning, nsfw, kidnapping, captive reader, smut, p in v sex, impression of stalking, Stockholm syndrome.

There you are, so innocent, walking home and giving me the pleasure to watch you while you do it.

Ever since Joe bumped into you at some random store he became infatuated with you. Your eyes, lips, how friendly you were to him, everything!

I don't even know if I was lucky enough to stumble upon you or if you are lucky that it was me. But I'd like to think both.

Joe adjusted his cap and moved to stand at a tree opposite from your window where he could get a look inside just nicely.

He has broken into many homes by now and yours were no different, so he watched the place carefully. Joe returned later when it was rather late and he figured out you must have been asleep already.

Joe was careful and mindful, moving slowly before efficiently sedating you and gently carrying you out to Mooney's without raising suspicion.

After you've been placed into the cage and securily locked up Joe walked back upstairs to get some things done.

It was a few minutes later when you woke up drowsily and confused. Immediately you felt lightheadedness come over you and your head ached a bit. You looked around, feeling panic rise up as you realized you were in a cage. You stood up slowly, trying the door but it wad locked. Screaming wasn't smart because your kidnapper might hear you and instead you kicked the strong glas but it held strong.

"What sick asshole puts people inside cages like animals?" You thought to yourself.

Then a key getting inserted into a lock could be heard before the lights have been turned on and slow steps descented to the room you are in.

The person came into view, with a bag in his hand and you looked puzzled while he just looked back at you with a small but persistent smile.

"I brought you something." He started, moving closer to the small movable plate next to the door and placed the bag on for you to take.

"Who the fuck are you?" You ask.

Joe stepped back while you eyed the bag with suspicion. "Don't you remember me? I was the guy you bumped into couple days ago. I'm Joe."

Joe. You remember him, he helped you with the groceries which had falled on the ground and apologized sincerely. He seemed kind.

You frowned. "And why the hell did you lock me into this?"

He moved closer once more. "Because I felt something between us, don't you too?"

You shook your head. "No! You're just a guy I bumped into, a stranger!"

Joe's gaze darkened. "Just a stranger? A stranger surely wouldn't do all the things I would do for you."

You let out a half nervous half frustrated laugh. "Are you serious?"

Fuck, you're so hot when you're angry.

"Yes." He nodded. "There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. For us." Then he gestured to the bag he gave you. "There's a sandwich, water and some painkillers."

"Why am I here?" You ask.

Joe simply smiled. "Because I love you. I would do anything for you."

"You should think about us." Were his last words before he made his way back upstairs.

How the hell did that happen? What did you do that this Joe is so in love with you? You carefully opened the bag and grabbed the bottle of water for some freshness.

You tried getting some rest on the makeshift bed but it wad hard with all the things going on but eventually you fell asleep. The next day you woke up to the surprise of Joe sitting outside the cage, watching you sleep.

"Were you watching me sleep?"

Oh yes

Joe slowly stood up. "Yes," he moved closer now standing infront of the door, "did you think about us?"

You frowned at him. "No, I-..." you didn't finish the sentance and looked down on the ground.

"Think about all the ways your life will be so much easier with me in it." Joe started softly. "All the ways I would love you, spoil you or care for you." Then he placed his palm flat on the glas, seemingly waiting for your hand to do the same. "Please." He pleaded quietly.

Your emotions are going nuts inside you, frustration, fear and even pity?

You slowly walked towards him and placed his hand right where his was. Joe's gaze was fixed on yours.

"Will you let me love you?"

Something inside you couldn't bring it on to say no, something made you want to say yes, be loved by the man who brought you here.

"Yes." You whispered.

As soon as Joe heard you he reached into his pocket, getting the key out and opened the door. With every step inside, you took one back, unsure what will happen now until your back met with the glas behind you and he stood right infront of you.

Joe placed a hand beside your head. "Don't be scared." Then he moved closer, nearly pressing his body against yours and leaned in. You didn't pull away, instead when his lips met yours you leaned into his touch, his other hand moved to your hip as he kissed you.

You felt him grind against you, the outline of his hard cock met your core, making wetness pool inside your panties.

When you pressed yourself against him, Joe quickly moved to undress you and helped you lay down on the cool floor.

"Are you ready?" He whispered huskily.

At your nod, Joe spared no time in pulling your panties off and fishing his hard cock out of his boxers. He positioned himself between your legs and brought his cock up to your wet pussy.

"Tell me you're mine." He demanded softly, pressing the tip of his cock inside you making you gasp.

"I-I'm yours.." You gasped when he pushed deeper, slowly until he bottomed out.

Joe set a slow pace, he felt you getting wetter with each thrust and he couldn't help but groan. "Fuck."

Your head fell back as you arched into him, his thrusts getting harder.

"Do you belong to me?" He asked suddenly and you felt his cock hitting you just right, causing you to become cockdrunk. You could only moan in response but Joe leaned in and asked again, "Do you. Belong to me?"

"Yes, yes!" You mewled, wrapping your legs around him, feeling your peak getting closer and closer.

"That's my good, perfect girl." Joe cooed, pounding into you faster, feeling his orgasm approach aswell.

"Joe I'm about to cum!" You warned breathlessly. Joe looked st you with a small grin, "Then cum for me as I cum for you."

And just like that, your pussy clenched around Joe's invading cock and gushed your juices all over him.

"That's my girl." Joe groaned, thrusting into you one last time with a loud groan before spilling his hot cum into you.

Joe collapsed onto you, breathless and pulled out and rolling off beside you. He turned to look at you lovingly, and brushed a bead of sweat off your brow.

"Will you let me love you?"

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[sparklystarrrr]

I Was Enchanted to Meet You...

Synopsis: Reader has to go home, leaving all she loves and held dear to her heart behind not knowing if she will ever see this twisted world again.

Contains: Malleus x Fem! Reader, angsty, established relationship between reader and Malleus, lots of crying

In Ramshackle (y/n) had been sat in her rickety room apart from Grim who's been getting entertained by the ghosts in the living room. Crowley had urgently called her as quickly as he could and she begrudgingly picked up the phone. "Dear Prefect! There is some large news I'd like to share with you!" His voice seemed a bit too cheery, but then again, he was oh so gracious... this was probably him pulling another stunt of making her his servant and cleaning up his messes"And what would this 'big news' be Crowley?" she sighed.

"We have successfully made a way for you to go back home!"

Her breath hitched. Her stomach dropped into a bottomless pit. Did she hear that right? She was going home? She was leaving for good? Was this for good? A million thoughts raced through her mind and Crowley's voice was tuned out. Her attention was put back on Crowley once she heard his loud laugh through the phone,"Get to packing, Prefect! You will be leaving as soon as possible today! Oh, how exciting this must be for you! Hahaha!"

She took deep breaths to ground herself and tried to sound as excited as she could while holding back tears from her (e/c) eyes. ".. Okay Crowley, t-thank you..!" Her voice cracked. How could she thank anyone for an outcome this detrimental. "Hah! Of course dear Prefect, for I am gracious!" With that, the call had ended.

(y/n) grunted and threw her phone across her room, a loud bang followed as it landed on the floor. She laid back on her bed with her fingers raked through her hair. Tears fell from her eyes like waterfalls that had been building up water for much too long. No matter how much she tried to ground herself the tears just completely spilled out.

Grim suddenly opened the door. "Henchman! Why are you throwing things-" He suddenly went quiet at the sight of (y/n) weeping harder than ever before. She looked like a complete mess. "Henchman what's goin' on..?" Clearly the small cat didn't properly know how to comfort someone but it was endearing that he tried. His paw rested on her forehead as he sat down next to her.

"Grim... I-I can't leave this place.... I c-can't go home!" She yelled through broken sobs. Grim's big blue eyes widened in shock"You're... going home?" His usual loud and scratchy voice was small and quiet now. (Y/n) grunted and shot up from her bed and angrily packed a bag of the very minimal amount of things she had from this place. Her hair was a frizzy mess and her packing job was even worse. She threw things around, breaking things like having a cracked phone screen and a few broken picture frames of her and her friends and... Oh Malleus...

She stared at the broken glass of the picture frame that held a picture of her and Malleus on their first date. It had been at a nice restaurant in Briar Valley and he got special reserved VIP seats for both her and him. It was where the two of them had shared their first kiss, where he had given her those black roses than he'd enchanted with the ability to never wilt, "Like our love for each other", he said while giving them to her.

Her sobs worsened. She was screaming, crying, begging for this world just to keep her there. Large tears dripped onto the pictures she held in her hands. Grim screamed at her while on the verge of tears himself, "Take me with you Henchman!" while shaking her shoulder, but his voice had been muted out of her own little world in her head as she feverishly kept packing until the bag had become heavy and over stuffed.

She hopped to her feet, leaving the bag behind. She ran out the door of her bedroom, down the stairs and nearly tripping while she was barely able to see through her never ending stream of tears. She rubbed her eyes and wiped her drippy nose with her sleeve while she kept running out the door. Even the ghosts of Ramshackle screamed after her asking where she was going.

Where was she going? Daisomnia of course. But it seems the House Warden of said dorm had beat her to it; already standing on the stone path in her dorm with a frazzled expression on his normally calm and collected face. His eyes widened at the sight of his lover sprinting towards him, completely disheveled. "MALLEUS!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Her chest heaved as she got closer to him with tears still slipping out of her puffy red eyes.

He stepped forwards to her running form and caught her panicking self in his strong arms and held her head against his chest while she wept."Malleus! I-I don't want to leave! I want to stay! I h-have to!" His large hand combed through her hair while he held back tears himself "I know, Child of Man. I had dreamed for months for how I would live this life alongside you. But it is true that human lives are much shorter than that of the faes. Perhaps... this is what we... I... must experience now. Had I known earlier that the Headmaster had been created a way for you to return home I would've done something sooner. I would have found a way for you to stay, Beloved. Though now, the current situation is inevitable. I detest the thought of you leaving."

His words made her cry, staining his blazer with her tears. "W-why... can't you just do something now..?" Her voice cracked and broke like shattering glass with the weight of her heavy heart. "Because as of right now I am not even sure of how you got here let alone how you are going to go back. I would've studied any way for you to stay but like I stated before, I'm unsure of how to get you back. However, I will... must find a way to get you back." It seemed as if there was a glint in his eye. Perhaps it was from the tears welling in his eyes, or maybe it was the new idea he had gained. Never the less, he guided her inside the Ramshackle dorm to gather her belongings.

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The two including Grim had ended up in the mirror room. There stood Crowley, Crewel, Trein, Vargas and Sam all beside the mirror. Surrounding them had been every single student part of the Night Raven College. The more she looked around at the sea of her peers with somber faces, some even crying or holding back tears had felt like a final shot to her fragile heart. Malleus's shoulder shook while his tears fell slowly down his face.

She turned and held his face that had been tear stained. Their foreheads pressed as they connected with each other for the last time. "It was enchanting to meet you Malleus... I'll come back, wait for me..." A soft kiss was placed on his shaking lips. It was unheard of to see the Prince of Briar Valley so vulnerable to a mere human, but this human was not just anyone. It was her. The young woman who had been his first friend and his first lover. She was the young woman who he had decided early on would take the throne as his queen. Yet now, all he could do was weep seeing someone so dear to him leave right before his tearful eyes.

"I was enchanted to meet you, (y/n)."His large hands held her's that sat still, warmly pressing onto his slim pale face. It was like home. He made a final kiss on her soft and delicate palm.

She took a step back. Her hands left his face though his hands never left hers. She stepped back once again. Her shaky hands shook while she hiccuped with thick tears rolling down her cheeks. His instincts took over, pulling her hand close to him and enveloping her in a warm embrace. It was a bittersweet moment. She didn't want to leave him, or her friends, or this world.

She looked up at him with the same eyes that loved and adored him. The same exact (e/c) eyes that he would recognize her from in a heart beat. How could he forget those eyes, now welling with heavy tears that her eyes were not strong enough to hold. He was strong enough to hold them, but now he had been enfeebled. Unable to hold her tears nor his. "... (y/n)... I believe it is time for you to... leave." He whispered the last part of his words under his breath as if it would pain him to say it at full volume. His voice had slightly cracked while looking down at her with sorrow.

(Y/n) sighed shakily and peered up at him with a final smile. Her smile had felt strained. Her lips were chapped from the salty tears touching her lips and her throat ached from the sheer amount of screaming that left her mouth. Crowley held out a hand directing her toward the mirror. "I'll come back..."Her hands finally slipped from his and she stepped up to the mirror, staring at the void in front of her. She breathed deeply whilst staring at her reflection. A familiar green hand that brought her here had reached out once more.

Before her hand could grab the one in the mirror, she turned back to Malleus with a reassuring smile and a nod," Farewell for now, Malleus." She grabbed the hand and before she knew it, a void had pulled her into the dark mirror. Malleus stood idly while a commotion of wailing and loud talking from the students ensued. He stared at the mirror."... I know you'll come back... (Y/n)..." His back turned to the mirror and anyone else behind him and made his way to Ramshackle for the last time, never to return there again.

Yes I listened to Enchanted by Taylor Swift while writing this... can you tell music inspires me to write?

(there will be MANY more Taylor Swift inspired fics from me...)

[medievalharlot]

Tag, You're It 彡 Michael x f!reader

Find my masterlist here!

Pairing: Michael x f!reader

Synopsis: Your annoying roommate turns out to not be as annoying as you expected once you warm up to him, a game of tag leaving the two of you sweaty and panting.

Wordcount: 2,6k

Tags: Smut 18+ minors dni, slight age gap (reader is around 21), bisexual reader because I said so, manhandling, p in v sex, Michael is a bit of a perv, sexual tension, unprotected sex, a bit of dry humping, creampie

A/N: I am so down bad for Michael that it was just a matter of time before I posted sm about him. We are so back! Keep in mind I am not British, tried as best as I could to put some slang in there but if it doesn't make any sense please don't come for me. Enjoy!

It was your brother that had begged you to let Michael stay at your place for a little while. His girlfriend, who you later found out was pregnant, had broken up with him and he needed a place to stay. You knew Michael, he came over every once in a while when you lived at home, you knew he was a typical macho guy. It made you a bit unsure about letting him stay. Did you want somebody, let alone a man in his late twenties, in your private space? But your brother kept begging and begging, even offering money. You could use the extra income, being in your last year at university meant that every bit of extra money helped you pay the rent, and you had a free sofa bed so with slight hesitance you accepted. It would only be for a few weeks and you wouldn't be home most of the time anyway. It would be fine.

That same day Michael moved in. He only had two bags and a few shoes in a garbage bag with him. He looked a little out of place in your livingroom. You liked decorating your rooms with little trinkets and color and Michael, well Michael seemed like the kind of person to have just a table, a chair and a sofa in his livingroom. You prayed that you made the right choice by letting him stay. You had made his bed, made space in your bathroom for his stuff and finally tidied up the place. In a whirl wind you had cleaned your appartement to make sure you didn't come off as messy. Between your job and school you barely had any time to clean, it would be a mess in a few days again.

You were strict with him at first. This was your house, your home, so that meant your rules. No smoking inside, he had to help around the house, no drunken behaviour, help pay the bills, no leaving the toilet seat up, no dirty laundry on the floor and especially no sex in your apartment. The idea of him getting his juices or somebody else's juices on your couch made you wince in disgust. When you told Michael he laughed at first. Like he’ll let you decide that. He said it was unfair, you got to have your girlfriend over so he should get to have a ‘lady friend’ over every now and then too.

Ah yes, your girlfriend. Sera. You two met at university and fell head over heels in a matter of months. She was even more hesitant about you having a man in your house. The times she came to visit she side-eyed Michael the entire time, a distrustful look in her eyes. Often she would tell you to kick him out, he would mess up soon anyway.

Something inside of you told you, don't give up on him just yet. Give him a chance. That didn't mean you didn't get irritated at every single thing he did. Due to his job he had to get up early, usually the other bin men were already waiting for him, and he never failed to wake you up. When it was your turn to get up, it was the dirty teacup he left on the kitchen counter. He always told you he left it there for when he came back so he could have a second cup. Somehow, the cup was always still there when you went to cook dinner.

Other days it was the mess he left in your bathroom. Or the fact that he forgot to seperate the black clothing from the colored clothing. It were little things, but over time you could tell he really tried. One time he attempted to cook dinner when you ran late. He fixed your creaky door and painted your windowsill the color you had always wanted it to be. Those moments made you mind his company a little less.

You tolerated his presence at most, until one night you came stumbling home clearly upset. To your surprised Michael was home early on the couch with a beer, watching tv. That was the last thing you wanted, to have to explain why you were upset. You tried to dash past him to your room to silently cry it out.

“Oi.” He had stood up and grabbed you by your arm. Something was off, you never quietly passed him. There was always something you complained about. Michael didn’t mind tho. Even if you complained, you still helped him with his laundry, cooked him dinner and most importantly put a roof over his head. Besides, he thought it was cute in a way.

“What’s happened.” He asked you, his eyes filled with empathy. You bit your lip, trying to hold in your tears. Michael was the last person you wanted to tell Sera broke up with you, but those big brown eyes made it hard not to walk into his strong arms and feel the warmth of his broad chess.

“None of your business.” You bit back, pulling your arm out of his grip.

“It is if I have to hear you bawl all night.” With a swift move he stood infront of you, blocking your path to your room.

You ran a hand over your face as you flopped down on the couch. He looked at you, his hand in his sides, waiting for you to talk. “We broke up.” You eventually said.

He said down next to you, looking at you. “You and that judgy twat?” Quickly, you shot him a glare. He was right tho. It was one of the reason you broke up tho. Repeatedly having to defend Michael got on your nerves and Sera claimed you picked him over her. “Why?”

“She said I was always taking your side whenever we talked about you.” Michael perked up, you talked about him? “I just couldn’t stand it that she called you a useless, nuts-for-brains, idiot when she doesn’t even know you. And well, apparently she cheated too.” You looked away as you bit back more tears. “Claimed we were fucking as well, so she should be allowed to fuck someone else too.”

Michael looked at you with a slight shock, was he really that important to in your life that you broke up with someone because of him? “Well she’s a proper bitch anyway.” He said while leaning back.

“Michael, be nice.”

“What! She basically called you a slag and a cheater and broke up with you. I’d say that’s proper twat behaviour.” He laughed and shot his hands up in defeat. “If she doesn’t see that you’re an amazing girl to have than that’s her problem.”

You could feel your cheeks heat up at the compliment. He meant it, genuinely, and you could tell he did. Michael wasn’t the person to be dishonest.

“Atleast it’s better than my situation. My ex is pregnant with my baby and broke up with me.” Michael confessed, it wasn’t the full story but you didn’t need to know about that.

“Really, that’s fucked up.” You looked up at him. “You got a cig?”

“Since when do you smoke?” Michael laughed and got up to go outside with you. You pulled him down by his shirt.

“It’s freezing out.” You spoke as he sat down again. He shook his head, reaching for his cigarettes.

“Making me break your very strict rules, lost your mind Y/N?”

That night the two of you shared stories over a few beers and a few cigarettes, somehow you ended up with your head against his shoulder and his arm around you. Something had changed after that, you could almost say you had become the best of budies. You could feel yourself feeling less irritated around him, his stupid cup of tea was filled after Michael got back from his job. He noticed that you started baking for him, every week you shoved a new pastry into his mouth. His guess was that it was your way of showing you cared.

You tried ignoring how he made you feel. It was just innocent butterflies at first. The subtle wink he gave you as he made a joke whenever your brother came over to check in or when he tried folding your towels but ended up just leaving them a mess. They made your cheeks heat up and your stomach do somersaults.

Then, the butterflies turned into desperation and desire. He turned you on like nobody had ever before. You never thought a bin man with a messy love life could make you have the hots that bad, you always assumed you went for people that were smart, with a stable factor to them. Yet you couldn’t help stare as he licked a paper to roll his cigarette, wishing it were you instead. Or when he placed his hand on the small of your back when he passed you in your small kitchen. The way you could feel basically every curve of his dick against your ass when he did made your cunt clench around nothing.

Little did you know he felt the exact same way even before you broke up with your girlfriend. It would be a lie if he said he hasn’t wanked off to the polaroids on your walls. After nearly every shower he went in to sniff your towel, the smell of your soap stirring his cock. Oh how badly he wanted to knead at your thighs, softly sucking your tit while fucking into you, it was like a timebomb ticking to explode any moment..

You had just gotten back home, it was still freezing outside. Michael had already heared you come in, not that he bothered to get up. He leaned his head slightly back so he could see you in the tiny hallway. “How was uni?” He asked.

“It was fine, some freshers decided to interrupt Johnson’s class so we had to stay a little longer. Stupid brats.” You mumbled as you took of your coat and shoes. Michael watched you walk into the apartment. A smirk appeared on your face. The two of you started to play tag somewhere a few weeks ago and the game was still going. You happened to be ‘it’ and seeing Michael sit around made you think he would never expect to be tagged now.

You innocently walked behind the sofa, softly tapping his shoulder. “Tag, you’re it.” Before you even finished your words you took a little sprint across the room. Michael, being in a playfull mood, got up and started chasing after you. To your frustration you had driven yourself into a corner and were now being picked up and thrown over his shoulder by him.

This wasn’t the first time Michael manhandled you. He was a strong lad, he could throw you into to the air and move you around like you weighed nothing. Something about him manhandling you was hot, so you didn’t actually mind all that much, even if you pretended to hate it. You slammed your fist against his back, laughing. “Let me go you big ol’ bully!” A squeal left your lips as he threw you onto your bed.

He stood at the foot of the bed as you laid there, you watched him from inbetween your legs. It dawned on the both of you how sexual this looked. Michael didn’t intend that, but damn it made his dick rockhard seeing you there infront of him. His hands found your thigh, watching you intently to see if you were okay with this.

Your eyes followed his hand as he softly gave your flesh a squeeze. His hands were hot, calloused, rough. You wanted them to never leave your body. With a small wiggle you moved down on the bed, your hips almost met now. His eyes met yours, they were basically begging for permission. With your small nod he moved his hips forward, making them connect with yours.

A small whimper left your lips as you felt his boner against your clothed core. Michael leaned forward, his lips finding your neck as he softly sucked on the skin while writhing his dick against you. “Need this.” He mumbled between butterfly kisses and nips, hands were playing with the waistband of your panties. “These gotta come off love.”

For a moment he stood up straight again, his hands on your knees as he watched you once more. You took the moment to sneak off your jeans, your panties weren’t anything special. Sera was your first partner and she didn’t care much for fancy lace. To Michael it was endearing to see your striped knickers and he couldn’t wait to tear them off.

His hand softly brushed against your belly, lifting your sweater to see your breasts. Lucky him, you had decided not to wear a bra that day. Your nipples hardened at the cool air touching your skin.

“Such a beauty.” Michael whispers softly with a smirk as he looked down at you. Without waiting another moment he took off his shirt and unzipped his jeans so it hung slightly below his hips. Michael was quite buff, the daily hustling of the bins leaving him slightly toned. Yet you liked that he was just a tad chubby, it gave him a nice ass.

“I want you Michael.” You looked at him with pleading eyes. How could he deny you? He pulled his boxers down, his dick springing free. He had quite some length to him, but it was mostly the girth that surprised you.

“You know, staring is rude.” He broke your daze as he spit in his hand to give himself some lubricant. Not that you needed much, you were slicker than a seal from just seeing that. Michael took hold of your thigh again, pulling you just a bit closer. You could feel the head of his cock leaking against your slit. “You on the pill?”

“Yeah.”

“Good.” With a thrust of his hips and a deep groan he slit himself inside of you. Michael leaned forward with his hands planted besides your head, a lose curl falling from his slicked back hair. God, you were tight and warm. “Jesus. Love, you’re gonna kill me.” It was a bit of a painful adjustment for you, but he waited for you to be comfortable.

As soon as you told him you were fine he started moving his hips. With each trust you tried to bite back your moans, didn’t want the neighbours to hear what you and your roommate were up to. His pace was slow, he didn’t like the idea of pounding into you. He wanted to take his sweet ass time fucking you.

Slowly, his calloused thumb rubbed circles on your clit as he fucked into you. He was coaching those moans and whimpers out of you. “You like that?” He teased you as he moved his thumb, receiving a whine in return. “I think you do..”

“Gonna cum..” You managed to mewl a little louder than you wanted. While gripping his forearms you felt your climax wash over you.

“Just a little longer.” Michael told you. With the way you clenched around him he was gonna cum any minute now. He needed a few more thrust before he burst inside of you, your sensetive pussy now filled with his seed.

When he finally pulled out, he looked down at your cunt. It was slightly leaking, both your juices mixed together. “Now that is a lovely view.” He chuckled, slapping the side of your thigh before looking at you with a smirk.

“Guess I broke your most important rule hmm?”

[mrsshabana]

𝐄𝐱-𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaroxfemale!reader, 18+ MDNI, modern au, Gyutaro is your ex, smut, vaginal sex ꒦꒷‧₊ Note 1.5k words. I've had this idea in my drafts for a super long time so I decided to go ahead and finish it! I hope you all enjoy it and thanks for reading ♡

Gyutaro missed you so goddamn much. The first and only girl he ever fell in love with.

At first, he was angry, but now he's just depressed. Everything reminds him of you. And he feels so incredibly lonely.

You broke up with Gyutaro over a month ago.

Your relationship lasted about 4 months until you just couldn't take it anymore. He was a decent enough boyfriend at first but as time passed it became more and more toxic.

He was controlling and extremely jealous. Getting angry anytime you'd try to hang out with your friends. Especially other men. He never trusted you even though you'd never dare cheat on him, and you never gave him a reason to believe you would.

He'd go through your phone without your permission and get into fights with you anytime you went out with your friends. You loved Gyutaro but it was exhausting dealing with this on a regular basis.

His insecurities got to be too much and he never stopped trying to control you no matter how many times you tried talking to him about it. So you eventually broke it off. Breaking Gyutaro's heart in the process.

Now that he had some time to process the breakup, he realizes what an asshole he's been. His biggest regret is taking you for granted.

You were so good to him, so sweet too. No girl has ever looked at him the way you did. Like he wasn't some ugly freak, or someone to be pitied. No, you made him feel normal. More than normal actually. He genuinely felt loved and attractive even.

Not to mention the sex was good too. God, it was phenomenal. Gyutaro told you he'd delete the videos and photos he had, but he lied. He still watches them on a daily basis. He can't bring himself to get rid of them. He's still so madly in love with you.

The thought of you lying beneath anyone else but him makes him furious. No other man should be able to touch you like he did. Maybe it's selfish, but you're his girl. You always will be in his mind. And he just hopes that you'll give him a second chance because living without you by his side is unbearable.

"Hey... r u free tomorrow?" he nervously texts you for the first time since you've broken up.

You sigh and roll your eyes when he texts you. A part of you misses Gyutaro, but you don't miss how controlling he was. However, you are willing to hear him out so you respond a few minutes later. "Yeah, why?"

"I was thinking maybe we could hang out or something? If u want to."

"Ok, that's fine."

"Cool! There's this new place I wanted to try, I'll send u the address. Meet me around 6."

And just like that Gyutaro successfully asked you out on a date! Well, in his mind it's a date to win you back. But in your mind, it's just a meetup to get closure about your relationship.

When you meet up with Gyutaro at the restaurant, you're suddenly overcome with emotions that you didn't expect yourself to feel. A longing for the man you once loved. You thought you were over him but maybe you were wrong.

"Hey Y/N!" He smiles, masking his inner sadness as he stands and gives you a hug.

A surprised sound leaves your lips when he embraces you. Feeling his arms wrapped around you again feels so familiar. So comforting that you can't help but long for it.

But you know you must resist. Remembering all of the turmoil and emotional pain he's put you through, you know you can't go back to that.

So, after a few seconds you pull away from the hug and give him a cordial smile, "It's good to see you again. How have you been?" You ask as Gyutaro pulls your seat out. How strange... he never did that when you were dating.

"I've been alright," he laughs nervously, obviously lying, "How about you? You look great."

"Thanks," you chuckle, "I've been good. Just focusing on work mostly..."

There's an awkward silence after the chit-chat ends and the waiter takes your orders. Neither of you know what to say. Gyutaro is sweating buckets right now, going through hundreds of scenarios in his head. Wracking his brain for the best things to say so he can win you back. But he can't decide so he just blurts it out.

"Listen Y/N, I want you back," he states with a shaky voice. And as you open your mouth to sternly decline, he quickly cuts you off before you can do so, "I know I was a dick. And I'm so sorry, for everything. I didn't treat you right at all, I realize that now... and I understand if it's too late. I know I'm an idiot for not treating you right the first time. But now that I've been living without you my life feels so empty. You were the best thing that ever happened to me and I fucked it up! I fucked up real bad," he tears up, "Every day just feels so fucking cold without you. There's no one else to blame but myself, I know that... but I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't at least try to get you back."

He looks at you with pleading eyes, full of desperation. Like this is his one and only chance at happiness. The regret he feels was evident in how his voice quivered and his eyes filled with tears. There's no doubt in your mind that his words are genuine. But do you really believe he'll keep his word and change? Do you want to take that chance when you've already experienced a toxic relationship with him once?

"Gyutaro..." you say as you look down at the table, avoiding looking into his eyes because the longer you stare into them the closer you come to tears, "I-I don't know what to say."

This is a lot of pressure he's putting on you. But honestly, you should have expected it. You feel stupid for not thinking of this as a possibility when he texted you.

Gyutaro takes a deep breath, "It's alright. Sorry I did all that... you probably think it was pretty pathetic. I didn't mean to make things weird... we can just forget I said anything," he looks defeated as he slumps back in his chair.

"No, it wasn't pathetic at all. I actually really appreciate what you said," you say as you reach out and take his hand, "It means a lot to me that you owned up to your mistakes and apologized. I know it's not easy to do."

His eyes widen as he feels your soft touch, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as you continue to speak.

"I'd love to have you as my boyfriend again, Gyutaro."

"R-Really?!" his face lights up, full of joy just like the first time you agreed to be his girlfriend.

Standing from his seat, he rushes to your side and hugs you tightly before you even get the chance to get out of your chair. Almost knocking you over in the process. He's just so damn excited, he can't help himself.

"I promise I won't make you regret this, Y/N!"

The rest of the evening goes well enough, that after dinner you find yourself in Gyutaro's apartment. Being pounded from behind as he holds you in a spooning position on his bed.

Throughout the whole date at the restaurant, the sexual tension between the two of you was palpable. He's obviously missed fucking you, but you missed it too. You hadn't had sex at all since you had broken up, though you thought about it often. Images of Gyutaro would flash through your head every time you'd touch yourself.

You'd curse yourself for thinking of him, getting annoyed that the memories of you two being intimate wouldn't stop. But you couldn't help but think of him. No one has ever made you feel the way Gyutaro did.

He may have been an asshole at times, but he was amazing in the bedroom. He craved you day and night, and would worship you like a queen. It felt good being so desired by the man you were in love with. Not to mention the toe-curling, bed-wetting orgasms he'd give you too.

Now you lay here in his bed, practically screaming his name as he plunges into you. Fucking you just how he's learned you like it.

"Fuck, that's it baby," he groans as he pushes you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up and holding them tightly as he thrusts into you again, "God, you fit like a glove. So perfect for me... it must be meant to be, huh? Don't worry babe, I won't let this pussy go unfilled ever again."

He whispers into your ear as he feels you tighten around him.

As you feel your climax approaching, you realize no one could ever make you feel like Gyutaro makes you feel. With every touch he graces upon your body, you're given another reason why you were meant to be his.

[bnyf]

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yandere best friends x female reader

can you imagine?

yandere invites his closest friend over, they're both hanging out and talking.

yandere goes to get a few more refreshments and that's when you took your oppurtunity to try and catch his friend's attention.

you were locked up in a little cage in your yandere's closet, only big enough for you to move some of your limbs.

you started shifting about and making noise to catch the friend's attention and eventually you did it!

your heart was pounding in your chest when he'd notice the strange sound coming from the closet, and when he got up to go investigate, the taste of freedom had finally graced your lips. what do they say? "it's so close i can taste it?"

and when he opened the closet, to his surprise, a girl trapped in a cage meant for a small animal with pleading teary eyes was begging for him to call the police, the save her! please! please save me!

he was shocked, his pupils dilated. and for a few split seconds, as you beg and try to explain the horrifc things his best friend did to you, he'd only stare at you blankly.

before smiling, of course.

"awe, so cute, now i'm jealous! why wasn't i the one to kidnap such a cutie like yourself first. bro, why didn't you tell me about your pretty little secret?"

he tilt his head and exclaimed, with a siniter chuckle and wide grin. his monolid eyes now slanted looked like they were almost closed.

your yandere's sick laughter also echoed along with his friend's as he entered the room, placing the refreshements down on the table and coming over to the closet.

"i don't like sharing, plus i don't think she can handle both of us"

they laughed.

they both kneel down at you, petting you like some sort of house animal. they both looked like nothing was happening, like you were just a cute pet to observe and play with, to stroke and feed, like this was all normal. nothing unusual of course.

your heart sank.

this... can't be real right?! the has to be some sick joke, some twisted nightmare... right?!

no...

nononono.

NO! NO! FUCK, GOD PLEASE SAVE ME!

that's when you lost all sanity and started screaming at the top of your lungs for someone, anyone, please, just hear and save you.

"there's no use, the walls are heavily sound proofed and our nearest neighbour is 10 acres of land away. so give up, and just allow yourself to be mines completely, darling."

your whole world crashed, along with any last hopes you had. here? forever, till i die?... your mind was splitting, you just starred dully at them like a broken doll.

this made your blood boil but there was nothing you could do, and now, you were trapped with not just one, but two sick manics.

"well not like i'm going home and minding my own business after this, i want her too~"

"can you really be a good girl for both of us, princess? i mean, not like you have much of a choice anyway."

"that's mean. do it again lol"

"bro don't encourage me, i already have such little self control."

"oh my bad for supporting your ideals, i'll call the police then."

they may absolutely no mind to the way your shaking, and the tears threatening to spill from your eyes. rather, they're making light of the situation, touching you wherever they'd like to, trailing your skin with their cold fingers.

"darling, you have every right to crash out right about now..."

[judeswhore]

you’re so golden

summary: jude deserves a personal congratulations after such a big achievement

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

word count: 3.5k

warnings: 18+, minors dni, oral (m) unprotected p in v sex, dirty talk

notes: you can find my masterlist here. this is not my best work but i really wanted to post something for u all :(

"what're you-?"

"shush." mouth pressing softly over jude's you cut off his unnecessary question, fingers deftly pulling at his belt to work it open. the clink of the metal sent a thrill through you, had the hairs rising on the back of your neck and left you feeling even hotter beneath the skintight material of your dress. you gave one firm tug and it slipped from around his waist, fell to the carpet with a dull thud, left behind at the door as you pushed your boyfriend a little further into the hotel room.

a little further being only a few steps until his back hit the hallway wall, a soft "oof" filtering from his lips at the surprise contact. a giggle followed, his hands coming up to cup your cheeks and tilt your mouth closer to his, lips slotting perfectly together and you shuddered when he licked at your bottom lip. the action made your hands tremble a little, fingers slipping where you tried to unbutton his trousers and work at his zip.

"baby," jude huffed another laugh, broken quickly by a whimper because your hand was suddenly inside of his trousers, fingertips ghosting over his already half hard cock. "slow down." your answer was a petulant pout, brows creasing together and a whine released itself from your throat.

you didn't want to slow down. you'd been thinking about getting on your knees for him since he'd started getting ready hours before. you'd been patient throughout the ceremony and little bit of the after event, faked smiles and niceties only because of the cameras and his parents when the whole time, all you were thinking about was pressing him so far down your throat his shape would be imprinted there forever. you'd been slow but now your patience had all but disappeared and what was the point of being alone in your hotel room if you couldn't congratulate your boyfriend the way you wanted?

"don't look at me like that." jude half chastised, thumb brushing lightly over your jutted out bottom lip and he drew in an unsteady breath when you sucked the digit into your mouth. his gaze darkened, hips pushing subtly against the palm you'd flattened over his cock. his gaze stayed locked on your lips, wrapped delicately around his thumb as you suckled softly, moaned low in the back of your throat so he knew just how badly you were aching for this. "we've got all night y'know?"

with a wet pop you let his thumb go, squeezed lightly at his cock and felt pride spark deep in your tummy when he hissed. "but i want it now." to your own ears you sounded whiney and desperate but you couldn't find it in yourself to care, already letting your mind wander to the feel of him on your tongue. "please, jude, wanna taste you."

your boyfriend's head fell back against the wall with a heavy thud, a groan vibrating from deep in his chest, one you felt tickle against your lips when you pressed them to his throat and mumbled another string of pleas.

"fuck. yeah, yeah okay, baby. get on your knees f'me." a giddy smile spread over your lips and immediately you dropped to your knees in front of him, head tilted back a little as you held his gaze and waited for him. the backs of his fingers grazed your cheek before he cupped your jaw. "y'gonna show me how bad you want it?" you could only nod and jude was smirking, tapping softly at your cheek in a way that made your entire body burn. "good girl."

you hooked your fingers into the waistband of his trousers and boxers and tugged lightly, pulled them down just enough to let his cock spring free, your eyes immediately locking on it. your hand looked stupidly small when you wrapped your fingers around the base and shuffled in closer, breath fanning warm over the tip and jude's thighs tensed in response. the tip of your tongue swept teasingly over the head of his cock, tasted the pre cum that was already dribbling over the soft skin and gave a happy little hum at finally being exactly where you wanted to be.

jude watched with lowered lashes as your throat worked and you spat messily over him, started to work your hand up and down the heavy length of him while you sucked softly at his tip. your free hand snaked beneath his shirt, up over his abs before your nails raked back down the skin and he gave a quiet whimper, pressed his hand against the back of your head for a bit of stability. for a few moments he let you focus on the tip, tongue swirling over it before you smattered wet kisses along the vein that ran down the side.

"m'so proud of you, baby." you muttered the words against his skin and they came out muffled but still made jude grin, his thumb rubbing soft over your jaw. you watched him through your lashes, a smile tipping your lips before you rubbed them messily over his dick, found yourself at the tip again. "y'looked so hot. the whole time you were on that stage all i could think about was pulling that stupid suit off you."

"yeah?" jude huffed a soft laugh and you watched his chest heave when you rubbed your tongue against the underside of his cock.

"mhm, made me so wet, been thinking about your cock all night." with those words you finally relaxed your jaw and slid half of his cock into your mouth, hollowed your cheeks and sucked softly before dragging back off him, repeating the motion at a slow pace. you kept your eyes locked on his, head bobbing a little deeper each time with hopes of taking everything he had to offer.

"jesus, you're fuckin' perfect y'know that?" he brushed his thumb beneath your eye before his hand travelled to the back of your head, palm urging you a little further on to his dick. the tip hit the back of your throat and you gagged, jude's soft moan making you ache. "there you go, look so pretty on my dick, babe."

you gave a little whine at that, elated at the praise no matter how small and tried to take him deeper, stopping only when your nose was pressed snugly into the hair at the base of his cock. having him so far down your throat was making you dizzy, jaw aching and you couldn't stop your spluttered gag but still you didn't pull back, only nuzzled in a little bit more as jude swore above you. his palm pressed harder against the back of your head to keep you in place, his hips shifting forward as though to push deeper despite the fact he couldn't go any further.

glancing up at him again the dull throb of your clit only intensified, wetness pooling in your underwear as your mind spun. he looked unfairly gorgeous, head tipped back a little, eyes half closed and his bottom lip tucked between his teeth, marks from your lipstick littering his throat. he'd unbuttoned his shirt at some point since you'd dropped to the floor before him and it hung open at his sides, chest and abs on full display, so pretty you just had to run your hands over him again. your nails dug lightly into his skin and you raked them down the ladder of hair that often drove you crazy. jude used his grip on the back of your head to guide your mouth up and down his cock, tongue lolling softly against the underside, swirling around the tip when he let you take a few seconds pause.

"look at you," he cooed softly, the hand that wasn't pushing at your head stroking gently over your cheek before he gave it another light slap, muscles flexing when he felt your throat tighten around him. you were blinking rapidly at him, tears leaking from your eyes and mixing with the spit that was dribbling out of the corners of your mouth, a garbled whimper sounding from you when he snapped his hips forward again. "could fuck your pretty little mouth all night."

you'd be more than happy to let him do that but the lack of attention to your clit was becoming painful, the dull ache of being so empty making it a little difficult to think. when jude's hand slackened slightly on the back of your head you took it as your chance to pull off him, lips still pressed to the tip in a light kiss even as you spoke.

"can you-" you drew in a breath, a half gasp after having had him fucking your throat for the last few minutes before you met his gaze through your lashes again. "want you to fuck me, please." your desperate begging was jude's undoing, his cock twitching against your tongue as he gave a quick nod of his head, hands reaching for yours to help you up from the floor.

within moments he had you pinned to the wall where he'd been leaning, your hands pressed firmly against it as he settled himself behind you, fingers working to bunch your dress up over your hips. you were both too needy to properly undress or make the few step journey to the bed so jude simply settled for hooking your underwear to the side, shoulders rolling so he could shrug his shirt off. with one hand grasping firmly at your hip, he wrapped the other around his cock and guided it between your thighs, pushed the tip through your folds to bump teasingly against your clit.

"fuck, y’got this wet just from having my cock in your mouth?”

"told you, i’ve been thinking about you all night." you let out a hicuppy little whine, hips shifting impatiently as jude continued the slow back and forth rocking of his own hips, cock nudging at your clit until your hand flew behind you and you grabbed at his wrist. your nails bit into his skin. "jude."

"shh, s'okay, i've got you." the blunt head of his cock pushed against your dripping hole, a soft moan vibrating in your ear as jude's head settled just over your shoulder and then he was pressing completely into you. your moan was loud when his hips met your ass, pussy stretching around the thick length of him and it was impossible not to tighten even more around him.

jude let out a breathy moan when he buried his cock into you, one that fanned directly against your ear and made your tummy flip with desire. he didn’t pull out immediately, only trailed a line of wet kisses along you jaw till his lips met the shell of your ear.

“is this what you were thinking about? me fucking you stupid like this?” with those words he drew his hips back until only the tip of his cock was pressed between your walls, before pushing forward again. the force of the thrust almost knocked the air from your lungs, had you letting out a startled squeak as you nodded frantically.

“thought-oh- thought about just fucking you in the bathroom. y’looked so hot in your suit and then you won and you looked even hotter.” you mumbled softly, forehead dropping to rest against the wall as jude found a steady rhythm. the quick drag and pull of his cock inside of you was your favourite feeling in the world, the dull ache as he stretched you out something you wanted to feel forever. you were sure you were already making a mess, pussy so wet it was easy for him to fuck into you but you couldn’t bring yourself to feel embarrassed, too caught up in how good you felt.

your boyfriend clicked his tongue quietly and without even looking you knew there was a half smirk tugging at his lips. “dirty girl.”

silence fell between you after that, you too consumed by pleasure to focus on forming any coherent sentences and it left only your moans and quiet whimpers to fill the hotel room. the slick sound of his cock filling you up quickly grew louder too and made your head spin slightly, turned you on even more and it was ridiculous how worked up this man could get you. the feeling of his lips on your neck were making it even harder for you to concentrate and you let your mind go completely blank, content with letting him take full control.

he fucked you quickly, rough thrusts that had your legs shaking within minutes, his fingers digging so harshly into your hips you were certain he was going to leave bruises behind. the soft sounds of his moans were muffled because jude was yet to part his mouth from your neck, teeth biting and scraping across soft skin before he soothed the ache with his tongue, the action only repeating when he found a new spot. you tried to press yourself further back against him, a silent plea for him to fuck you a little deeper and in response he pulled your hips back slightly, pressed his palm against your lower back to bend you over a little more.

it had his cock sliding further into you on each rock of his hips, the tip finally nudging that one spot that made your eyes roll back, a quick sob tumbling from your lips. “there it is. s’that good, baby?” he spoke softly into you ear, angled his hips a little better so he could hit that spot fully each time, determined to wring an earth shattering orgasm from you. “doing so well f’me, wish you could see how pretty your pussy looks squeezing my cock.”

“can’t-fuck-wanna cum, jude. need it so bad, please. want-“ you cut yourself off with a moan because jude’s fingers had left your hip and found home on your clit instead. he rubbed gentle circles over the little bud, your wetness making the action messy and your knees almost gave out, pussy clenching tight around him. he gave a low whimper, pace faltering just a little and it was nice to know he was just as wrecked as you.

“you want what? tell me and i’ll give it to you.” his fingers picked up their pace, the quick attention on your clit matching his harsh thrusts and you knew within moments you’d be coming around him. “c’mon, pretty girl, tell me.”

“want you to cum inside me.” the words tumbled out of you, rushed and through another whine and they had jude’s cock twitching inside of you, his hips delivering a much harder thrust as he blew out a curse. the two of you had only recently ditched condoms, wanting rid of the final barrier in search of even more intimacy but despite that, jude had still pulled out each time, painting your tits or face all nice and pretty for him. but tonight was special and you wanted to congratulate his win in your own way, in the way you knew he’d been wanting for a while.

“yeah? y’want me to fill you up nice and good? y’gonna take it all f’me? hm? make me proud?” jude’s voice sounded just a little whiney and you knew you’d ruined him with those words, had pushed him dangerously close to his own orgasm. you were proven right when he used his free hand to cup your jaw and tilt your head so he could kiss you over your shoulder, lips slotting messily together due to the awkward angle. “cum on my cock and i’ll give it to you.”

with that he let you go, pressed his hand against the wall just above your head and used the slight leverage to start fucking you a little harder. his fingers stayed on your clit, rubbing over it until your slick walls squeezed around his cock, so tight you were surprised he could even pull back out. you’d gone a little dizzy, throat aching from your constant moans and whimpers and your ass had started to bruise from the force of jude’s hips against it. the tip of his cock kept up the non stop abuse against the sweet spot inside of you and with a quick pinch to your clit you were coming.

“oh my god.” turning your head you sunk your teeth into jude’s bicep, bit down hard to muffle your cries because the last thing you wanted was the people next door hearing and you were being unusually loud. it made jude groan and he fucked his cock into you a little harder, revelled in the way your pussy gushed around him, your cum making a mess of both of your thighs. your entire body was shaking, legs wobbling so much jude had to let up on your clit in favour of wrapping an around your waist to hold you in place.

“that’s it, good girl. feel so fucking good, baby. keep squeezing me like that, m’gonna cum f’you.” you could hear jude babbling further words of praise behind you but your mind wasn’t focusing, too wrapped up in the pleasure still wracking your body, lingering hot and heavy at the base of your spine. the noises jude was making only seemed to prolong the aftershocks of your orgasm, his moans and soft whimpers making your clit ache even more despite how sensitive you knew you were and you were certain tonight wasn’t going to be a one round kind of night.

he fucked his cock into you a few more times before his hips stilled, pressed flush to your ass as he came, painted your insides and filled you up so much it was already leaking from you. his forehead thudded heavily against your shoulder, quiet whimpers filling the space around you as his cock pulsed, the flutter of your pussy dragging a wrecked groan from deep in his chest. he shifted his hips a little and you whined, purposefully clenched around him because you didn’t want him pulling out.

“jesus christ,” he let out a breathless laugh, tilted his head and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek and let his forehead rest heavy against your temple. “that was..”

“congratulations, golden boy.” you couldn’t help but grin, that flutter of pride blooming in your chest again and you wanted to spill every thought in your head about how incredible he was. before you could do that though jude was running his palm over your hip, pulling his cock slowly from the snug warmth of your pussy. before his cum could drip down your thigh he tugged your underwear back into place and gave a soft, teasing pat to your ass.

“that was by far my biggest win tonight.” his grin was cheesy and just bordering on cocky when he turned you to face him, fingers helping to fix your dress. it was a pointless act because he was planning on peeling it off you in the next few minutes, his cock already kicking up at the thought of burying himself back into your cunt, filling you with cum until you couldn’t take anymore.

“don’t let anyone hear you saying that, they might take the trophy off you for under appreciation.” you teased, eyes roaming his bare chest, gaze lingering a little on the mark your teeth had left behind on his bicep. he looked gorgeous, sweaty and a little fucked out, glowing either from the trophy or the orgasm and you didn’t really mind which as long as the look remained.

“they can have the trophy, i told you, i already got my best win.” he dipped to kiss you, soft and slow at first but heating up by the second, his tongue a little desperate when he licked into your mouth. you were right about going for more than one round because jude was already toying with the hem of your dress again. “the shower in here is really big. i’m talking sauna size. how about we get you out of that pretty dress and you let me get you cleaned up?”

the glint in his eyes suggested he had absolutely no intentions of actually cleaning you up but you’d seen the shower and the little ledge just big enough for you to perch on and you’d be a liar if you said you hadn’t been thinking of getting jude on his knees for you since early that morning. a sly smile curved your lips and you trailed your nail down the centre of his chest, grazed along the ladder of hair and watched his eyes fall shut for a second.

“s’pose it’d be a shame to let it go to waste.”

“exactly. it’d be impolite.” that had you giggling and jude’s smile only grew bigger, his hands firm on your waist to guide you further into the hotel room. your legs wobbled just slightly and heat settled in your cheeks, feeling flustered over the fact jude had already managed to fuck you so good it’d left you weak in the knees. you hoped he hadn’t noticed but the second his head dipped and he nuzzled his nose against your cheek you knew he hadn’t missed it.

“careful, bambi,” he muttered, pressing a soft kiss to the warmth of your cheek. “i’m supposed to be the one on my knees this time.”

[inkedbydesire]

Jealous (18+)

Jey Uso x Black Fem Reader

Warning: 18+ Content, SMUT, MINORS DO NOT ENTER

Summary: Everybody does it right? But no one ever wants to talk about it. And you damn sure don’t want to be caught doing it. Your boyfriend Joshua Fatu (aka Jey Uso) was supposed to be out of town (like always). His schedule as a Pro Wrestler kept him constantly traveling away from you. You two spent more time away from each other than you did together. But you never complained because to you, he was worth it. But you still had certain ........... needs. Most of the time you fought those needs until you were near him again but on a few other occasions, you allowed yourself to be consumed by them. And tonight was one of those nights. But what happens when Joshua comes home a day earlier than expected and finds you in your bed enjoying yourself...... without him.

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: I felt like showing Jey a little love. I apologize in advance for any grammar errors or typos.

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"I'm a liar sweetie. I cheat on niggas too. (I DO). You probably shouldn't trust me or I'll hurt your feelings boo. I don't wanna be here but my ex won't take me back so my broken ass is here small talking over apps."  

You let out an audible laugh even though you'd already seen this scene over 100 times. But no matter how many times you've binged Insecure due to it being one of your comfort shows, Issa's antics never failed to put a smile on your face. You shook your head at her nonsense before averting your eyes to your phone. You picked it up in hopes to have received a message from your boyfriend whom you messaged over 30 minutes ago telling him how much you missed him. But sadly as you looked down at your screen, there was nothing. It was currently 1:05 am so you figured he was most likely sleeping in his hotel room after a long day of press and performing in his wrestling event.

This was a weekly occurrence for you guys so this routine was familiar. But being familiar with something doesn't make it any easier. You still missed him terribly when he was on the road. When you met Joshua over 6 months ago, he was very upfront about his lifestyle before things got serious. His career kept him constantly traveling to different cities almost weekly so it was hard for him to lay down a lasting foundation. This had been a problem for him in previous relationships. He told you that he didn't want to end up hurting anyone else or himself so he had sworn off relationships for a while. You two were only supposed to have had a situationship type of thing. It was just supposed to have been two people enjoying each other's company.

But real feelings always have a way of showing up uninvited. Before you knew it you two had fallen for each other. It took you by surprise the most because you never expected to fall so deeply for a man you met in a Waffle House on a drunken night out with your girls. After a long honest talk, you and Joshua decided to try at a relationship even with all of the obstacles you both knew would be in front of you.

But truthfully, the only real obstacle was time. That was something you were already privy to before going in so you never complained. But that didn't stop you from missing the hell out of him anytime he was away. The longing grew more intense when the sun was down and tonight was no different. You were laying here wide awake rewatching Insecure with nothing but Joshua Fatu on your mind. You craved him tonight in a way that was hard to ignore.

And boy did you try.

Maybe it was because you were ovulating due to your pending time of the month. Or maybe it was just because you loved him. But whatever it was it was unbearable.

Joshua would be back in town tomorrow and would be more than willing to satisfy your needs. You knew that. But tonight...... you just couldn't wait that long. Pushing aside your comforter you got out of bed and walked over to your dresser. You opened the drawer that contained your underwear and rummaged through it for a few seconds. It didn't take long for your fingers to wrap around what you were seeking. With your rose in your hand, you retreated to your bed and quickly climbed in.

God, please close your eyes you thought to yourself before reaching over to your nightstand and grabbing your MacBook. You needed a little help getting in the mood and you knew just what would do it.

You clicked around on your laptop before reaching the private folder you were looking for. You hit play on the file then placed your laptop beside you as you slid down onto your back.

"Why are we recording this"  You heard your own voice coming from your laptop followed by the sound of you giggling.

"For fun ... for memories" Joshua's voice answered back.

Now, you weren't crazy enough to let any man get you on camera. That was one of your golden rules. But you did however mutually agree with Joshua to audio record a few of your steamy sessions. You thought it was harmless fun and now you were grateful you had them saved for moments like this since you weren't that into watching porn. You’d rather close your eyes and listen to one of your and Joshua's audios and mentally travel back to that moment.

As you heard the sound of you and Joshua kissing you pulled the oversized shirt, that oddly enough belonged to him, up and slid out of your panties. You kicked them the rest of the way off with your feet as you got more comfortable.

"I been waiting to taste you all damn day baby girl" you heard Joshua's voice say followed by the sound of him lapping up your juices. Your body shuddered at the memory of his talented tongue as you felt an urgent throb build between your inner thighs. You clicked on your rose while you pulled your legs apart. As you reached down to please yourself, for a fleeting moment you wished that Joshua was there.

But unbeknownst to you, he was only a few minutes from your apartment. In a rare turn of events, he was able to travel home a day earlier from his wrestling event than he had in mind. When he arrived back in the city nearly an hour ago, he dropped by his apartment, freshened up, and got right back on the road headed your way. He missed you fiercely and knew you had to be feeling the same way.

He wanted to call and tell you all about it but he thought surprising you with his sudden presence would be better since he rarely got the chance to do so. It pained him to ignore your message about missing him a little while ago but he didn't want to spoil the surprise. But he had a few ways in mind on how he would make it up to you.

Pulling into your apartment complex he quickly found his regular parking spot. He turned his engine off and then grabbed the duffle bag that contained a few day's worth of clothes knowing he would be staying with you for the next couple of days. He damn near jogged up to your apartment powered by his readiness to see you. When he got outside your door he put the code into the lockbox that contained your spare key. He used it to unlock your front door and then returned it to where he found it. He put his hand on your doorknob and quietly eased into your apartment locking the door behind him. He figured you might be asleep right now and only planned on waking you after he slid into your bed and wrapped you in his arms.

He dropped his duffel bag near your sofa and lightly walked towards your bedroom. As he neared your door he heard something that immediately made him stop in his tracks. He leaned his ear towards your slightly cracked door thinking that he was hearing things.

He listened for a few seconds.

No, he wasn't tripping. Those definitely were the sounds of your moans. He knew that like the lyrics of his favorite song.

Beyond curious he cautiously pushed your door open just a little further. Clearly, you were preoccupied and he didn't think you would notice and you didn't. He was able to gain a full view of your bed and what you were doing on it. You were so wrapped up in chasing your climax that the figure looking at you through the slit in your door went unseen. Through the glow of your tv and laptop, he watched your chest heave up and down and your legs shake as you pressed the rose he didn't even know you owned against your clit.

Joshua traveled so much that he figured you had to do something to hold yourself over until he got back but he never thought he'd be witnessing it. He listened to your moans as he watched your body jerk and twitch in a way he thought only he was capable of doing.

Despite the growing bulge in his pants that he had to reach down to adjust, he found that the sight filled him with unwarranted jealousy. Here he was rushing to get back to you and you didn't seem to be missing him at all. In fact, it looked like he was the last thing on your mind. He knew that it was selfish of him to expect you to wait for him to fulfill your sexual needs but part of him wished you did. If anyone or anything was going to make you shake and moan like that he only wanted it to be him. He felt like it was his job and right now you were giving it away.

As he kept his eyes on you he fought extremely hard against the urge to burst into your room to ruin your moment. He knew that you might be agitated or even mad but he would make it up to you by making you cum countless times like he was known to do. And that would set everything straight.

He hesitated for a long while but ultimately with reluctance decided against it.

Taking a step away from your door he waited until he heard the high-pitched moan of you cumming before he walked back towards your front door. Unlocking it again he grabbed the doorknob opening and closing it louder to get your attention. He had plans to bring up what he saw but not just yet. 

Your eyes jolted open from your state of bliss at the sound. Still feeling the effects of your climax you sat up as quick as you could manage and reached over and clicked on the lamp beside your nightstand.

"IT'S ME." you surprisingly heard your boyfriend Joshua's voice yell. You were relieved because, for a split second there, you thought it was an intruder. Joshua was not supposed to be showing up to your apartment tonight.

The distance between your front door and bedroom wasn't that far so you had no time to find and put your panties back on. They were somewhere tangled in your comforter and sheets. But you did have time to slide your rose underneath your pillow, throw your comforter across your lap, and close your laptop before Joshua neared your door.

"Hey baby........ how are you here?" you asked him as he entered your room. You knew that he had one more night away from you so you were a little confused. But maybe there was a change in plans that you didn't know anything about.

But the hows became irrelevant as your heart swelled at the sight of the man you loved.

You wanted so badly to jump into his arms but your legs were still weak from what you were doing no longer than 5 minutes ago. You didn't want to risk wobbling or falling. That would definitely tip off to Joshua that you were in here up to no good. And you didn't want him to know that you were just in here masturbating. It seemed immature but you would be so ashamed if he found out.

You thanked God that he didn't show up to your apartment just a few minutes earlier or he would've caught you right in the middle of the act.

You pushed those thoughts aside as you watched him step out of the Nike slides he had on before walking over to your bed and standing there.

"You not happy to see me?" He asked you. The way it came out sounded like he had a little bit of an attitude. You were clueless on why he would have one with you so you ignored it and chalked it up to you over analyzing the situation because of what he almost caught you doing. And you knew he was most likely questioning your happiness to see him because you didn't dive into his arms like usual. On any other day, you would've been out of your bed meeting him in the living room.

"I'm always happy to see you, Josh." You answered him with a reassuring smile. You couldn't physically show him right now so you had to choose the right words.

"Umm .....  what you doing up this late though?" He asked you.

"Couldn't sleep." You responded.

"So what you been doing to pass the time?" He asked squinting his eyes at you a little.

"I've been watching Insecure.....  like always" You answered him jokingly as you pointed towards your TV where Issa's crazy life was still playing out on your screen.

"That's all?" Joshua asked while raising his brows at you.

As your eyes remained locked on his you weirdly started to feel like you were under interrogation. You searched your brain but couldn't figure out what for. But it definitely seemed like Joshua was trying to get something out of you.

What though?

The only other thing you were doing before he showed up felt too personal and embarrassing to say out loud so you had no plans on disclosing it to him.

"Yep.... that's pretty much all," you replied to him lying while you shrugged your shoulders. Joshua stared at you for a moment longer before walking over to the side of the bed that you were on.

"That's funny 'cause that's not what I saw." He stated as he sat down near you.  His words caused your heart to sink to the pit of your stomach but you had to keep your composure.

"And what did you see?" you asked him already feeling like you knew the answer but needing the confirmation before you started freaking out. Without immediately responding Joshua just looked into your eyes with a smirk and it all started making sense. You felt like you were being interrogated earlier because you were. Joshua already knew the answer to everything he was asking you because he already knew what you had been up to.

You wondered how in the hell did he know though ....

After a few seconds of shuffling things around in your brain, you put two and two together and figured Joshua must've come into your apartment a whole lot earlier than he made known. You were so consumed with pleasuring yourself that your apartment could've been on fire and you wouldn't have moved a muscle. So you damn sure didn't hear him entering your apartment or coming near your door. You noted to yourself that you needed to be more attentive the next time or at least tackle the basics like closing and locking your damn bedroom door. But you weren't expecting Joshua tonight so you didn't think you needed to be that cautious.

"I didn't even know you had one of those things," Joshua said bringing you out of your thoughts as he reached beside you and started running his hand over your comforter. When he didn't find what he was looking for there he then moved towards your pillows.

"Okay." you quickly said while grabbing his hand before it made contact with your rose. It clicked in your mind that that's what he was feeling around for.

"If you already knew what I was doing .... why you come in here like Inspector Gadget?" you asked him.

The thought of him seeing you in that intimate moment was sending waves of crippling embarrassment through you. Joshua was your boyfriend and had seen you in way more compromising positions but this whole ordeal was still awkward as hell to you. Discovering that something you thought you were doing in private wasn’t as hidden as you thought is a deeply embarrassing feeling.

But you still wanted to be mature about everything.

"I just wanted to see what you would say. No wonder you in here acting like you didn't miss me. You got me replaced." he said.

You searched his face for more amusement because he was clearly getting a kick out of all of this but to your surprise, he actually looked rather serious.

"Wait ... you accusing me of replacing you with an object?" You asked him after you two silently stared at each other for a few minutes. This realization overshadowed any embarrassment you felt about the situation. Now you understood why he seemed to have had an attitude with you when he first entered your room. He saw you with your rose and got jealous. It was taking everything in you not to laugh in his face.

"It's okay for you to enjoy yourself when I'm not here. I understand it. But I'm just saying you were enjoying yourself a little too much." He stated still serious as a heart attack which made it a lot harder to contain your laughter.

"Josh you're not being replaced." You chuckled as you placed your hand on his shoulder to reassure him not believing you actually had to do so. You couldn't believe that this was a conversation you two were actually having.

"I only pull it out when I miss you and I can't stand it anymore," you told him.

"I don't think you understand how badly I want you when you're not here Josh" you added with honesty as your eyes locked on each other's. Yeah, there were certain things you could do to try to pacify your desire for Joshua but nothing compared. So for him to feel a way about an object was bonkers to you. But at the same time, you found it kind of cute.

"I'm here now." Joshua responded to you.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" you asked him playfully as the atmosphere in the room shifted.

"Let me show you," he stated as he reached down grabbed your leg, and pulled you closer to him on the bed.

"My bad for coming in here tripping but it was because I missed you, baby girl." He admitted before leaning over and placing a small kiss on your forehead. You smiled at him as he moved down and pecked your nose before moving to your mouth. You two then fell into a kiss that had the passion of two people who hadn't seen each other in years rather than a few days. You relished in the moment knowing you had to make the most of any time you got with him. That was the basics of your relationship. Every single moment counted because he would be on the road again in the blink of an eye.

As Joshua's hands roamed all over your body he tilted his head down and planted soft kisses on your neck. As he tossed your comforter aside he moved back up to slip his tongue into your mouth.

A couple of intoxicating minutes later, Joshua broke the kiss by standing up leaving you needing way more from him. He then posted up on the side of your bed and you giggled as he reached down and pulled you by your ankle to position you in front of him. You then had the pleasure of watching him as he pulled off his hoodie and shirt all in one swift motion. As you took in how absolutely fine he was your inner thighs throbbed needily. Sometimes all it took was just looking at him to leave you soaking.

"Lay back for me Y/N." He requested and you eagerly did as you were told without any hesitation. You scooted up on your bed and laid back in front of him as he positioned himself between your legs. Staring down at you while running his tongue across his lips, he placed one of his hands on your thigh. He slowly trailed his hand up glazing your clit with his thumb which made your legs involuntarily jolt because you were still sensitive from what you were doing earlier. He ran his thumb up and down your clit teasing you for what felt like ages. It made your wetness grow but it also frustrated you. Then he left you feeling desperate and depraved again as he took his attention off of you for a split second to rid himself of his pants and boxers.

He held his dick in one of his hands while he pushed your legs further apart with the other as he repositioned himself. You sucked in a sharp breath as he ran the tip of his dick up and down your entrance coating it in your wetness. Again, he did that for what felt like ages while you laid there desperately needing more.

"Josh" you breathed out his name as he lifted his dick and tapped it down on your swollen clit.

"Please" you urged him as he repeated the same motion with more pressure making you squirm and reach down to grab hold of his wrist.

"Please what?" He asked you while flicking his eyes up to yours. You knew that he knew full well what you wanted but he loved to play this game. He loved to get you a position where you were practically begging for his dick before he gave it to you. And each time you would feed into his ego.

"Fuck me, Josh .... please" you begged with a pout giving him what you knew he was seeking. He smiled down at you and before you could say another word or prepare your self he suddenly gripped you by your hip and sank his full length into you. But you soon found out that Joshua wasn't done with playing with you yet as he pulled out of you and went back to teasing and tapping your clit with the tip of his dick. You laid there beyond frustrated but felt satisfied when he slipped into your wetness again.

"Fuck" you muttered lowly as he eased in and out of you slowly making your body shudder with every stroke.

"Feels good baby?" He asked you as he kept that same deliberate speed while his dick continuously glazed against your g-spot. You nodded at him as you gently bit down on your bottom lip.

"Say it," he told you as he slipped in and out of your wetness.

"It f-feels good Josh. It feels so fucking good." You expressed to him as you felt pleasure filled knots building in the pit of your stomach. Closing your eyes you focused on trying to hold off climaxing as you grew wetter for Joshua as his speed quickened. Your eyes only flew open again when you heard the familiar buzzing of your rose. You looked up at Joshua wondering when and how he managed to reach over and locate it without your knowledge. But you were so drunk on feeling him inside of you that your mind was completely preoccupied.

"W-what are you doing?" you were barely able to ask him as he didn't miss a beat fucking you. His still plunged in and out of your entrance as he held your rose in the hand he wasn't using to hold your legs apart.

"I wanna try something." He responded.

"Try wh-" you began to ask but were completely cut off by Joshua bringing your rose down onto your clit. Now you could handle your rose on its own but combined with Joshua's dick rocking in and out of you, you almost started seeing stars at the sensation.

"J-Josh ... wait ....oooh fuck ..." you moaned out as you reached down and attempted to push his hand away not being able to handle the pleasure. Your attempt failed miserably as Joshua didn't budge. He continued to pound in and out of you as he used your rose on your clit.

"I c-can't J-Josh" you whined out to him as your toes curled and your legs violently shook. You felt tears welling up as your breathing became shallow and your heartbeat accelerated.

"Yes you can ... you got it baby"  Joshua encouraged you as he pounded deeper and deeper into your wetness. You tried to take it but the feeling was too powerful for you to comprehend causing your climax to hit you like a tidal wave out of nowhere. All kinds of profanities left your mouth as it felt like you were having an out of body experience.

Joshua was satisfied as he watched you lose yourself as you squirted cum all over his dick. That's when he knew he could use your rose to his advantage. 

[dolphincultleader]

Who's Minhyeok?

Word Count- 1k

Tw- Curses, Not explicitly stated but it can be read as Mingyu thinking you cheated, reader burns her hand, lmk what i missed

A/N- Saw a insta reel last night and based this on it :)

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Mingyu was the golden retriever of the relationship. You loved the overall dynamic of the relationship. You guys balanced each other really well.

Yet, being the black-cat didn't stop you from also being the prankster of the duo. You loved seeing him flustered or riled up.

So now, as you were both having a tickle fight, an idea cross your mind. In hindsight, it was an awful idea. But hindsight is after it happens.

Tossing and turning as you both tickled each other, laughter echoed through the apartment. Moments like these are which gives you the energy to keep going everyday.

As he flipped you over, still both of you laughing loudly, an intrusive thought crossed. Maybe it wasn't the best idea, but you weren't thinking straight at that time.

"Minhyeok! Stopp" you blurted out laughing. Mingyu's mind malfunctioned for a second. Did you really say Minhyeok or did he just imagine it? No, he's sure thats what you said.

He halted his movements. Eyes wide.

"Who's Minhyeok?"

"What?"

He was still on top of you. His wide eyes bore into yours. His expression made you feel really guilty, but there was no turning back once you've started. He brushes his knuckles against your hair.

"Babe, you said Minhyeok"

"No I didn't"

"Babe I heard you" he got up from his position, getting on his feet and hovering above your lying figure. Sadness was very apparent in his eyes. It honestly made you feel an immerse amount of guilt.

"Babe, really, I didn't."

"Yes you did" he bent slightly in front of you, both hands on your knees as he looked deep into your eyes. Usually, the gesture would more often than not lead to both of you fucking. Not this time though.

"Babe, who's Minhyeok?" He asked, his voice even lower now.

"Babe, I don't know a Minhyeok"

"Yes you do, you said Minhyeok" his voice cracked slightly, he avoided eye contact. You tried to wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him closer while muttering a small "no i didn't"

He pulled away, shoving his hands in his pockets. Why the fuck did you ever think this was going to be funny?

"Babe, wanna tell me something?" He asked sternly. This time looking straight at you.

"Love, it's just a prank."

He narrowed his eyes at you, betrayed.

"What the fuck y/n"

"I am sorry..."

"That wasn't funny, at all" he said, clearly unamused.

"I am sorry, I wasn't thinking straight."

"Clearly" he muttered as he made his way out. You quickly got on your feet and followed suit.

"Where...?"

"I was supposed to meet Wonwoo...I forgot." He said, his voice cold. It wasn't completely unwarranted. But you didn't except him to shut off so abruptly.

He left before you managed to say anything more. The first thing that you thought as you left was-

Fuck I messed up.

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As the next few hours passed, you spent the time beating yourself up (metaphorically, of course). What on earth possessed you to think that was funny?

You didn't know what to do. Should you wait for him? Should you keep apologising the moment he comes in? Should you just give him space and go to sleep?

You boiled tea on the stove. Milk tea always comforted you. So now, you zoned out as you stared at the milk slowly boiling. Despite quite literally staring at the kettle, you were so unfocused that you didn't realise the milk boiling too much and overflowing. Nor did you hear the sound of the front door opening.

As you were broken out of your trance by the scene in front of you, you rushed to turn the heat off and get the pot off the stove. Without a fucking glove.

You let out a shriek as pain shot to your finger. The pent up tears that you refused to let out since Mingyu left finally surfaced. Your finger was burnt but your chest hurt more. With guilt and hate towards yourself. What the fuck was wrong with you.

Despite the burn hurting, tears streaming down your face and sobbing loudly, you couldn't find the strength in yourself to move.

Being able to hear everything from outside, Mingyu rushed inside.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked harshly, but his voice was laced with concern. He made his way towards you and pulled your burnt finger under the sink's cold water.

It hurt so fucking much. You kept sobbing. Mingyu felt his heart breaking slowly. Mad or not, seeing you in pain always made him feel uneasy.

After five minutes, the pain went down and he pulled your hand out of the water. He glared at you as you squirmed under his gaze.

"Ermm..."

"What the fuck is your problem?" You flinched at his tone, but it was your fault after all.

"You can't just pull pranks like that. That wasn't a fucking prank. It was wasn't funny." He went said. Even though he wasn't raising his voice, his tone made shivers run down your spine.

"You know whats even more annoying?"

"Wha-"

"You pull shit like that and obviously I am mad. Who couldn't be mad if their partner pulls shit like that? And then you pull shit like this" he paused, gesturing to your finger.

"-And make me melt. It's fucking annoying. You're so cute it's hard to be mad at you for long!" He ended, breathing heavily. You stared at him with wide eyes. What just happened.

"I am sorry for being cute...?" You spoke hesitantly. He scoffed at that. For a second, you panicking. Did you say the wrong thing? Then you noticed a small smile on his lips. Small, but present.

"No but seriously, I am really sorry for earlier..." you told him.

"Wanna make up for it?" He asked, a grin playing on his lips as he inched closer to you. His gaze clearly gave away what he meant.

"Mhm"

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his lips to yours. Contrary to the popular belief, Mingyu isn't gentle. At all.

"Why don't you show me how sorry you are?"

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Masterlist

[marymary-diva17]

she is the boss

The metekayain had many things to learn when it comes to be with a human, and dreamwalker as life would be dramatically changing for them. As they will be seeing that even their challenges they had to going through, as young warriors didn't prepare them to being with a human who had grade aura to themselves and will not allow only to get away with anything.

y/n " ........" the home was very quite right now as the everyone seem to be out during their own thing, and it made you happy to see your family getting out and during their own things.

aonung " you two are such fools"

tsireya " no aonung you are the fools and act like you know everything"

rotxo " I agree as well aonung you are acting like you are the best just because you are the oldest"

y/n " hey" the kids soon looked to see you standing there as you looked at them, and soon made your way towards them.

y/n " so tell me why my little ones are fighting"

aonung " they started it they will not listen to me"

tsireyo " he being a sxkwangs mama"

rotox " he didn't want to hear us about only saying he the oldest"

aonung " no I didn't"

tsireya and rotxo " yes you did"

aonung " no"

tsireya and rotxo " yes"

aonung " nah"

tsireya and rotox " yah ha"

y/n " okay no more we are not going back forth all day on this game"

kids " yes mama"

y/n " good because right now you are all to nice or civil towards each other, as I will not have you fighting one another right now so tell me what happened"

aonung " babas had asked us to collect some things for them and we said yes, but we couldn't agree on the right things to get mama"

y/n " okay what did they ask for you all to give them"

tsireya " shells, broken coral, some pearls, and few other things"

y/n " okay and did you bring that stuff home"

aonung " yes but not that much and now babas will be mad at us, and mad with me as I'm the oldest and I should do better"

y/n " oh my aonung you have done well my son all of you have done well"

rotxo " thank you mama"

tsireya " yes thank you mama"

y/n " I love you kids so much you know that"

kids " yes mama"

y/n " good now run along my crazy kids and go have some fun" the kids soon laugh as you looked at them, as they prepared to leave the house they soon ran into your husbands.

tonowari " there you three are we had come to see how the task was going"

aonung " yes baba we brought home what we got today"

tsireya " yes did it a mixture of many things as you have asked"

rotox " we worked together as well"

ronol " oh show us what you brought home" the kids soon showed their fathers what they brought home, as it was something they were not expecting.

tonowari " well kids this si a good haul"

ronol " yes you all had done a good job"

aonung " really"

tonowari " yes"

y/n " see my children there was nothing to worry about at all" the kids had smiled brightly being so proud of themselves at the moment.

aonung " come on let go play and tsireya and pick the game"

tsireya " really" aonung had nodded his head as the kids had taken off leaving you with your mates.

tonowari " they got into a fighting didn't they"

y/n " I don't know what you are talking about my kids are good"

ronol " that one way to explain them as they are copies of you, there no lying there"

y/n " what was that my dear husband"

ronol " oh nothing just myself tell you how much I love and adore you"

y/n " nice try handsome but I heard you as I recall our children, are much like their fathers"

tonowari and ronol " ......."

y/n " I take the silence as I have won the debate here and next time, you both decide to leave home without word we are going to have a nice and long conversation"

tonowari " yes ma y/n"

y/n " good" you soon noted your head as you soon started walking away to go check on the kids, as they watch you walk away they had leaned the hard way you were the boss. When you told them anything you are true to your word, and they didn't mind that all all. That what them and many others had to get use to when they settled down with a dreamwalker.

[rafeshit]

video!rafe x video!girl

warnings — MDNI voyeurism(?), m!masterbation, sneaky, comeshot, dubcon(?)

summary — rafe can’t keep his hands to himself on video call (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

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you were sat in front of your laptop, checking yourself out on the screen as you waited for the call to connect. You were thousands of miles away from Kildare, in California, but the distance didn't feel so far when you were on video call with your best friend. Finally, the call connects and you see rafes handsome face appear on the screen.

"Hey, y/n." Rafe smiled, “I’ve missed you, hows life in Cali treatin’ you?" He asked, making you smile. Cali treated you well but all of that meant nothing since you didn’t have rafe with you.

"It's okay, I guess. Just missing you and the gang. Can't wait to get back to Kildare," you said, with a wink. You'd always been aware of the power you held over Rafe, and you couldn't help but tease him with it. you continued talking, telling him about how the internship was going.

Rafe's face turned serious as he listened to your voice. His eyes seemed to glaze over, and his pupils dilated ever so slightly. You knew that tone of voice that you put on, one that you'd perfected over the years, had a way of getting under Rafe's skin. He was always so submissive to your charms. You can see it in the way he’d lick his lips and stare at your mouth as you spoke.

"Sounds great, we've missed you too," Rafe said, his voice a little tighter than usual. "Can't wait to have you back." He leaned in, “so we can have some… fun.”

You knew what fun meant all too well, you both would fool around occasionally when you were in each others presence but you have always established that you were just friends. Best friends at that.

You thought for a second before responding, "Hopefully I’ll be back in a few weeks. Depends on how things go with my internship."

Rafe's grin returned, and he leaned in closer, "Well, when you do get back, I have something we could do in mind." His voice was low and suggestive. You raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and Rafe's eyes seemed to lock onto that movement.

"What is it?" you asked, knowing the answer. You knew that Rafe loved to tease you and you were happy to play along.

"Let's just say it involves us, a quiet night in, and maybe a few boundaries being broken."

"I'm listening…" you said, your voice still seductive, still teasing. You could sense Rafe's excitement building, and you knew that he was struggling to contain himself. Rafe chuckled, "I'll fill you in on the details when you get back. Trust me, it'll be fun."

You laughed, continuing to discuss how life was in California. Then the conversation leads to what you have planned for when you get back, going into detail about how rafe will be the first person you see…. And fuck. He tells you to go into detail about what will happen when he sees you and you don’t hold back telling him the explicit things that were on your mind.

You notice his hands fiddling with something out of the camera view, but you don’t question it, you continue talking, going into detail about every position, every move, every kiss you would delight him with.

Rafe is losing his fucking mind about the way your voice drops to a seductive whisper as your speaking. He’s been feeling the tent in his pants grow more and more by the way you talk, rubbing and touching himself through his jeans until he couldn’t take it anymore. He unzips his pants, gripping his dick with vice from under the table.

He moves his arm up and down ever so slightly in hopes of not alerting you. His eyes stayed glued to your lips and the way puckered out every time you said “fuck”. you mentioned how you’d fuck him in the car, in the country club golfing closet, in the bathroom of a restaurant and his imagination ran wild with those words.

His hands fisted his dick up and down, now going at a faster pace, not caring if you would notice it or not, to which you didn’t as you too got lost in your own imagination. He would let out soft groans and discrete cuss words that went unnoticed.

Now, he could feel his dick throbbing as he squeezed his dick as tight as he thought your cunt would grip it. He bites his lip to hold back a loud grunt as he’s reaching his high. The soft sound of his hands moving with a quick pace filled his room, fortunately it didn’t get picked up by the microphone attached to his computer.

He feels the band in his stomach snap and the cum beginning to rush to his tip, now he didn’t care if you would see him playing with himself as you spoke. With quick words he says, “fuckkk, stick your tongue out f’me.”

you pause your words, and furrow your brows, tilting your head to the side, “why?”

“just do it.” He grunts. You notice his hand moving with a quick pace up and down, you don’t question it as you stick your tongue out making an “aaa” sound, coming in closer to the camera.

suddenly he gets up from his chair and in view is his dick, to your surprise, he comes closer to the screen and jerks off vigorously painting his screen white, you are shocked at the sudden move but you continue to stick your tongue out as the screen turns to a pasty white.

“Fuckkk y/n.” he groans, milking every last drop. The moans die down and it is silent on his end for a few seconds until he wipes the screen clear, you pop your tongue back in your mouth with a smile, finally seeing his face back in the camera. “Damn rafe you couldn’t contain yourself could you?” You tease.

He chuckles, “yeah don’t cream your pants.” He says as he good-naturely rolls his eyes. “Your voice, your lips, your face was just too much f’me. I missed you so much.” He says, tossing the tissue paper to the side and taking a seat.

“Don’t worry it won’t be long until I’m back, then we could do it all over again but in person.” You wink.