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munsooooon · 3 months

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Steve had a very heated argument with his parents who arrived home unexpectedly. It was an argument filled with crying, anger, and a lot of pain.

So he made a decision that was unreasonable and not at all safe. But a world full of strange creatures had taken away his last years of adolescence without being able to enjoy them and he still had to deal with those arguments with his parents, if life could not give him a break, he had the right to commit some stupid things.

So when he managed to calm his crying a little, he asked Eddie to sneak in through his window. Which Eddie did.

If his parents found them, it would be the end. Robin definitely would kill him but none of that mattered when Eddie was between his legs, moving slowly and silently, Steve was ecstatic, with saliva building up in his mouth, he was making the cutest moans just to show his boyfriend how much he was enjoying it, he could feel Eddie all over his body, because he was hitting the exact spot of pleasure even though he was doing his best to be as quiet as possible.

"My little princess so spoiled and so needy" Eddie whispered. "What would you do if mom and dad found you like this?"

Steve responded by moving his body, fucking himself against Eddie's body, taking what he needed from him. He had been with many girls while their parents were home but this was the first time he had been on that side of history and he was loving every second of it.

"That's it, princess, you gonna show them how good you are taking me, right?"

"Mmm huh, yes Eddie, please"

"Shhh, babydoll, be quiet, show them I've made a good boy out of you"

Eddie put a hand over Steve's mouth because he knew he was getting close and he knew how loud it was, the adrenaline was pushing them to the limit, with his free hand he pressed hard on the boy's hips to keep him on his dick, to keep him still, to avoid the noise of the bed and to be able to use him as Eddie wanted. He began to move faster, Steve began to cry, his face was flushed, his hands were trying to take pieces of Eddie's body, his hands were moving in the air helplessly as if he wanted to get away from the pleasure Eddie was giving him but at the same time chasing that pleasure and craving more and more.

If anyone approached Steve's room, it was impossible for them not to notice what was going on.

"That's all, right love? All you needed to behave was a good cock inside you"

"Yesss, Eddie, please"

"See? I have made you a good girl, a very polite girl who knows how to ask for what she needs, im so proud of you darling"

Steve's mouth opened in a silent scream, he began to cum, squeezed Eddie and began to move slowly. Steve was shaking non-stop and the tears on his face wouldn't stop flowing, his eyes were closed and his mouth moved with Eddie's every movement.

"I love you" Eddie whispered as he kissed his cheek, still moving, he was pursuing his own cumming, slowly, unhurriedly. "You're mine, mine, just mine, not theirs."

Steve felt his body melt, he feel loved.

"You'll be my husband one day, i will take you far away from here, baby. I promise, just be patient"

Eddie cums inside him, Steve smiled with his eyes closed as he felt it.

Eddie slipped his fingers into Steve's mouth, who slowly opened his eyes. He soon got the message and began to wet the older man's fingers, a few seconds was enough, Eddie kissed his nose to let him know it was enough.

Eddie moved his fingers closer to Steve's entrance, asking for permission.

"May I?"

"Of course, Eds." Steve whispered.

Eddie inserted his fingers inside Steve and using his cum and Steve's saliva to move them quickly and easily. Steve bit down on his lip to keep from moaning loudly, Eddie quickly moved to his prostate, using it as he pleases. It was easy to make Steve cum once again, Steve felt himself really wet.

Eddie lay there for a few minutes hugging Steve, who slowly began to fall asleep. Before sleep overcame Eddie too, he slowly got up and quietly got dressed, he couldn't stay in Steve's room.

"Be a good boy and take care of yourself until we see each other in the afternoon" Eddie whispered.

At 3:54 a.m. Eddie kissed Steve's sleeping face and climbed down the window.

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie munson x steve harrington #stranger things #steddie headcanon #steddie ficlet #steddie smut #Steve uses sex as a coping mechanism

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vxiphoid · 1 year

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SERENE SHENANIGANS

❨ summary ❩ twst › waking them up to tell them stories that don’t make sense

tags ✧ fluff, crack, savanaclaw boys, defo not proofread its like 7 am, cursing but nothing out of the ordinary, ooc(?), ruggie calls you a little shit like once (affectionate), jack is whipped for you

amanuensis’ message ⊹ I LITERALLY LOVE DOING THIS??? my friends hate me for it. but anyways hiii im back after like my month hiatus, how are thy sleeplings?😋 mb guys writers block has been really kicking my ass, i was spitting blanks on paper… i’m gonna hopefully post another pastry emporium soon for scarabia so stay tuned for that‼️

⌜ 300+ e/chara ⌟

♫ sunset boulevard - hohyun

twst masterlist

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

— “leona… pspsps….”

— he hums gruffly when his name was called the first time, only opening his eye thinking you called him a second time when it was really just noise that you would make to get the attention of a house cat. he instantly pins his ears back. how dare you. “hmm?”

— “so i took our snail for a walk and i had accidentally left my feet here to wash the dishes because the grass was blue.”

— huh? you could see him trying to process everything you just said as you explained, his lips parting and eyebrows furrowing. it took everything in you not to laugh. he does one of those blinks, the really delayed ones, one eye opens before the other…

— he’s half asleep too so the confusion is just adding up altogether. if chicken scratch wasn’t a writing term, this is literally it in words. its like the books back at home he picks up to read (derogatory) its, what, 4 am? dont do this to him😭

— you’ve never seen him so expressive💀 this definitely makes his eye and ear twitch at the same time. what type of fucked up fever dream is this?? its usually a blessing seeing you as the first thing he wakes up to, not when you wake him up with some bull strung up in a sentence with your beady eyes staring at him while he sleeps. he loves you, yes, but what does he even say to this…

— “what…”

— your forehead met with his chest as you struggled not to laugh at the uncharacteristic break in leona’s voice. how many cups of coffee did you drink? he asks you to repeat yourself even though it kinda a mind mush decision so you did and by the end of it, he looks absolutely restless.

— “that’s… yes. that’s great, herbivore. can we go to bed now?”

— you note that leona is surprisingly patient when half asleep

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

JACK HOWL

— deep sleeper. tug his ear. though he practically springs up before your hand makes contact, giving himself whiplash.

— “jack?”

— almost instantly relaxes when he realizes its you, tail wagging subtly☹️ “hi, baby. s’something wrong?”

— “hiii, do you remember a year ahead ago when i had to go to the dentist to get my spine fixed and the cats were barking at the flying dogs because the sky was in the water?”

— bro feels like he just had a stroke💀 he’s blinking rapidly, rubbing nose bridge as you explain. he really wants to understand, he does, but wtf did you just say??? it was the innocent “hi” before you unapologetically bashed his head in with the entire dictionary. its so ridiculous he couldn’t help but laugh.

— “jack, this is serious.” even as you told him that, your voice was not steady at all which made his shoulders shake violently in silent laughter.

— “im listening, i swear. tell me one more time?” yk his ass is not listening. he pulls you into his lap while his thumbs idly rubbed your sides, responding to your stories with “uh-huh” and “yeah?” with a lovesick smile on his face.

— eventually holds your face and starts pressing heart squeezing, fluffy kisses all over your face which truly made you more tired then you were. you honestly start forgetting what and where the story was going.

— jack only pauses his kissing attack to respond when you take a small break but even then he doesn’t pull away fully, he’s just speaking against your skin

— “—and the duck had my arm while i was taking it on a walk because gran tammy was in a flying shopping cart.”

— “oh wow. and then?”

— he’s listening but he’s not, mostly because he’s like two seconds away from dreamland and his brain isn’t registering half the shit you’re saying. he wants to see how many stories you can jumble up.

— “yeah, i think it’s bedtime for us…”

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

RUGGIE BUCCHI

— omfg he wakes up like a mom. like yk how you would barely touch them and they would gasp like they were just given cpr?? he wakes up like that.

— and you’re just standing there awkwardly 👁️👁️

— takes a quick look around before looking at you. “what happened? is it time to wake up leona already?” you shake your head and ruggie flops back, an arm draped over his eyes. “you scared me… come, lay down with me?” he held his free arm out for you and you did take your place cozied up against his side. to your surprise, you did actually scare the living shit out of him from how fast his heart was racing.

— “ruggie, yk i just found out you’re related to turtles, right? and i had to take uncle bobby to the vet to get a dna test because the fish drowned in air.”

— slow roblox turn towards you but instead its his head as he cranes it down to stare at you. you can practically hear the gears in his head turning and you literally could not look at him or you’d blow your cover.🧍🏾

— “i’m sorry,, what the fuck??”

— he’s genuinely confused, asking you questions about your story while his brain tries to put together the pieces. each question he asks, the more its harder to speak in full sentences other than wheezes

— “what are you laughing at, ya little shit? explain this to me!”

— “i’m trying!”

— and you are😭 its like when you have to explain the family tree really slow bc you cant say, “my father’s girlfriend’s son” without him like ???? and you’re trying to explain it to him slowly, eventually forgetting what you said in the first place…

— “…and the fish drowned in air.”

— “yes.”

— “sweetheart, you still haven’t explained how i’m related to turtles—”

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kqtnap · 1 month

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Hello can I request a Lawliet x reader

a girl detective who has grown up with him and watari but she stopped responding to the messages and attempts to communicate with him

Light Yagami

please

IN MY SOLITUDE.

l. lawliet x fem!reader

ꨄ︎ this isnt going to be very long, the 2nd part will be WAY longer im just trying to get atleast a bit of this out to show

ꨄ︎ content : fluff (?)

ꨄ︎ summary : fem!reader ignores Lawliets advances to try and contact her and eventually he gives up on trying. She later regrets this and makes an attempt to reach him and he lets her help on the kira investigation and eventually they make up.

ꨄ︎ side-note : im gonna be doing this in two parts because its a longer story >0<

ꨄ︎ wordcount : only 589 :3

"Watari, have you heard from her?" L asked, his voice laced of curiosity and concern as he sat cross-legged on the couch, a half-eaten plate of cake balancing precariously on his knee.

Watari, his eyes never leaving the multitude of screens in front of him, replied with a curt, "No, she hasn't been responding to my messages either." He says releasing a deep sigh.

The room was filled with a heavy silence that seemed to press against the walls. The once familiar chirping of birds outside had been replaced by the distant murmur of the city, a stark reminder of the passage of time. The warm, yellow light cast by the desk lamp threw deep shadows across L's face, highlighting the dark circles that had become a permanent fixture under his eyes. He took a bite of the apple, the crunch echoing in the quiet room.

"It's been months," L murmured, his gaze drifting to the silent phone on the coffee table. The female detective, someone he had known for so long, had suddenly gone quiet. They had shared countless cases, grown up together in the complex world of crime, and yet she had just disappeared from his life without a trace. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger at her sudden withdrawal, especially when he knew she had the skills and insight that could help him on the most critical case of his career, the Kira investigation.

Making a quick decision to contact the female, the dark haired male decided to send her one last email that could possibly change the situation and bring the two back together.

“Hello Y/N.

I would like to request that you meet me out for lunch at CAFEEL the coffee shop located in the underground section of Shinjuku Station in Tokyo tomorrow afternoon.

I have some very important things to discuss with you and I would greatly appreciate if you came alone.

Sincerely, L.”

y/n’s pov

My computer dinged, signaling i’ve received an email. I click over to the already opened tab to see one single email, I click it and soon im met with a breif email from L. Lawliet. My eyes darted back and fourth at the email, debating if I should write him a reply or just ignore it like have all the other emails.

I let out a shaky breath, contemplating my choices, I slide my mouse over to the bold ‘REPLY’ button at the end of the email I have received and I click on it. I quickly begin typing out my answer, feeling a light wave of sudden courage.

“ Dear L. Lawliet,

I hope this message finds you well. I sincerely apologize for not responding to your previous emails over the years; I appreciate your patience. I would be more than happy to meet you for lunch at CAFEEL tomorrow afternoon. It get how important this may be for our friendship and I understand the need for a private discussion. Please let me know what time works best for you, and I'll make sure to be there.”

I release a deep breath and start to stand up and stretch, releaving my body from being sat down in my old office chair for hours. I bend down a bit to close off my tabs and turn off my monitor for the night. I set the alarm on ny alarm clock for 9am to give myself time to get ready before I see my friend whom I havent contacted in years, finally heading to bed for a much needed rest.

WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT? >^<

this def isnt the best i couldve done but im not unhappy with it >_< i will try to do a part two of this as soon as i can but ive been very busy recently so..

and i very much appreciate anyone who has sent me requests i promise im working on them

and please criticize this and let me know what you think . tips/advice are appreciated >_<

and @alyssa-dayne please feel free to let me know if this isnt what you meant in the request i will glady rewrite it for you >_<

#l lawliet fluff #lawliet x reader #l lawliet #l lawliet x reader #l x reader #death note #death note fluff

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thebestandrealestever · 1 year

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~MILES HEARTBREAK!~

reader tries to help miles navigate his feelings . warns : heavy descriptions of grief, suicidal thoughts if u squint, eating problems a lil. reader granny dead not proofread! a/n: i miss my grandmother i’m projecting eat my ass .

how much better, can i show my love for you? and say i do i do i do, i do i do i do .

miles couldn’t. he just could not. he couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t process it, he couldn’t wrap his head around it, he couldn’t eat, he couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t talk, he couldn’t move. his dad couldn’t do any of those things so how could he? how could he exist a world where his dad ceased ? i mean how selfish is that ? laughing or eating or speaking when he wasn’t there to do it with him. so there he laid, in his bed for the fourth day straight. he hadn’t eaten or even changed his clothes since it happened only time he moved was when his eyes opened and closed from being asleep to awoke. mind flooding with memories when things were good, trying to remember every time they spoke and cursing himself in his head when he failed to remember a certain conversation or outfit he wore or when they fought, his family was ruined, he cursed his father for leaving, did he have to save that kid? did he have to be so fucking empathetic and giving that he gave his life? does he even fucking know what he did? how could he exist without him ? why should he…miles mind flickered between thoughts of wanting to up there and be with his father but knowing he couldn’t give his mother another heartbreak. oh! his mother. oh he couldn’t bare to see his mom upset, he hasn’t even seen her since . he heard her sobs at night and her footsteps in the morning, always pretending to be asleep when she entered his room. he knew he was a coward for not being able to see her, he wasn’t the new man of the house. he could never be. he could never be anything without his father. so, there he laid.

you may not know right where you’re going but i do, i do, i do. and all the times you wasn’t chosen, well i’ll make it up to you.

your pov!

you were sad, your boyfriends dad was dead. you tried texting him and calling him but to no avail, he never responded. you weren’t upset, when your grandma passed you did the same thing to miles. mr. morales was kinda like your dad in a way seeing as thought you never really had one. he drove you to school, bought you food. you thought about that one time you both had a heart to heart conversation. he had comforted you at the funeral, you teared up thinking about it. you opened miles text to see a thread of blue messages, multiple im sorry texts and good morning/night ones. you move your fingers to text him again, stopping when you realized he wasn’t gonna answer . so you got up and got ready, he needed you, so you were gonna be there. you drove all the way there just to hesitate knocking, you didn’t know why you were afraid . right before you knocked the door opened, it was mrs. morales . “oh, hello mija.” he said with a sadness that brought her tone down. you looked at her face, it was dark and the slightly purple bags under her eyes seemed to pull the rest of her face down you stared for a bit before pulling her into a big hug . you mumbled “i’m so sorry. i can’t even imagine.” she sighed at your words and just hummed “i’ll be okay, i don’t know about miles though. he hasn’t left his room since. please check on him.” she said as she pulled away from the hug keeping her hands on your shoulders, you have her a reassuring smile, “okay mrs. morales.” your eyes widened as it slipped out and she looked down. fuck. could you call her that still? she just smiled and squeezed your shoulders “im going to the store, keep my mind occupied. i’ll be back soon.” she said walking away and you looked into the house for a little walking in as if you were being drawn to miles room.

all of the feelings you’re not showing, when your rivers overflowing.

you knocked on the door, when you heard no response you opened it, revealing the look of miles lying on his bed low eyed and eye bags forming, the smell of grief and pain filled the room. the person that made the world bright was so dark now, your heart pang with guilt, why couldn’t you take this away from him ? his eyes looked at the door, when he saw you he sat up but didn’t say anything his eyes filling up with tears again just at the sight of you

“i’m sorry baby.. i’m so sorry.” you said with the softest voice you could muster up. “don’t apologize, not your fault.” his low voice croaked out, you can tell it was his first time saying anything in a while. “can i s-“. “please.” his unusually low voice interrupted you, you took your stuff off and sat on the bed. “have you eaten, or showered?” you ask miles as you turn your head to hold his hand, his silence is your answer so you get up and hold out your other hand to him, “come on, you need eat and shower.” he looked at your hand then back at you, before slowly getting up to follow you. as you stood in the shower with him, the water running on both of you as you washed his back you could hear him sighing deeply and see his back falling up and down with a faster pace than before. he was crying. you tap his shoulder and he turns around, the water from the shower hiding his tears. he pulls you in for a tight hug, like it he let go would you leave too. “thank you, i love you so much.” he softly said and you just smiled “i love you miles.”

it’s the truth, swear to you. i do i do i do i do, i do. and all that you are i do.

seeing miles so down reminded you of when you were like this, broken and in desperate need of love and miles gave it to you, the least you could do was make sure he was straight. you took out his braids and washed his hair and rio must’ve came back in the house because you could smell food cooking. “have you talked to her?” you said putting on some clothes. “no, i-i don’t know how.” “you should, you have to. if it’s one thing i know it’s that you need each other right now.” he looked out his door to see his mother with her back turned to the stove. he sighed and called out to her “mami?” he said walking up behind her and she turned to him, they hugged and you smiled at the scene. you retrieved the things you needed to do miles hair, you knew he didn’t want any braids now so you were just gonna detangle and blow dry it . miles sits on a pillow on the floor between your legs as you do his hair, rio setting down 2 plates of food for you and miles as she sits down placing the one for herself on the couch arm beside her. all three of you sit there watching whatever movie was playing, comfortable silence settled upon the three of you. after miles ate he fell asleep, just as you finished and were about to wake him up you look over your shoulder to see mrs.morales asleep too. you got up to clean up, tip toeing to not step on any cracks. you put up the food and washed the dishes making sure all the doors were locked and lights turned off. you returned to the couch and tapped mrs morales arm waking her softly. “let’s get you to your bed.” you said quietly helping her up being careful not to wake miles or fully wake mrs. morales you led her to her room and she got in falling back asleep, as you were about to leave “thank you, (name)” she said sleepily and you smiled twisting the handle to open the door “of course.” you said closing her door softly and walking back to see nobody there.

my single line of stars in noon, reflection of the very moon i do, i do i do i do.

you walk into miles room seeing him sitting up on his bed, shirt off and head in his hands. “does it get easier ?” he asks with a tone that suggest he’s afraid. your face softens and you kiss your teeth thinking about your own grief “yea i think so. the worst thing that could’ve happened already happened, the only thing you can do now is grow. it doesn’t get smaller, but you do grow bigger than it.” you say sitting down beside him rubbing his back, he lets out a breath and looks into your eyes “im so thankful for you, i really need you (name).” you softly kiss his lips then cup his face to kiss his forehead. you get into the bed and he lays on top of you rubbing his face in your neck “i love you.” he says again quieter than before and you frown at feeling his tears run down your neck “i love you too, and i’ll be here. the whole way. always.”

can i show my love for you?

#miles morales #across the spiderverse #black reader #miles morales x reader #black fem reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x female reader #spotify #earth 42 miles x black reader #earth 42 prowler #female reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader

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chaeminnieya · 10 months

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Cat&Mouse

[Pairing] An Yujin x Aespa!reader

[Summary] IVE’s Yujin and Aespa’s Y/n make an appearance on [Self-on Kode]

[Warnings] Just two cuties being cuties

I would recommend watching an episode of Self on Kode before reading this, just to understand more

Mouse🐭 has entered the chat

[Hii!]

the message popped up on Yujin's screen making her jump and then quickly scramble to respond to said message

[Hi!]

[Who are you?]

[I'm mouse?? I think]

[HiHiHi?]

[You type fast.]

[I'm cat.]

=========================================== “Hello! My nickname is the cat!” Yujin said while waving to the camera with a smile

“When she said that she was mouse…i honestly couldn't take her seriously anymore because now I was picturing a mouse texting me.”===========================================

[is it fate that we are cat and mouse??]

[cats eat mice, don't they?]

[don't eat me :(]

[I'll think about it.]

=========================================== “She has good punctuation so I thought she might be somebody older than me.”

“I noticed she doesn't really use punctuation..”===========================================

[What is your MBTI?]

[ISTP, yours?]

[ENFP]

[P sisters!]

[I see how you could be ISTP you seem shy]

[only sometimes.]

[will I get to see the times when you aren't shy?]

[I imagine you're a cool person]

[Why are you so slow when typing?]

[Why are you so fast?]

========================================== “It felt like when I was replying to one message, another sent!”

“She is definitely ENFP.”==========================================

[please reveal your home screens.]

Yujin’s Y/n’s

[Your home screen is way tidier than I imagined]

[Really? I thought yours would look like how the home screen looks on a new phone]

[Also, bts?]

[I haven't listened to BTS in a long time]

[really?]

[yeah, I've been listening to a lot of new-gen music]

[do you have a favorite group?]

[yes!]

[my fave group rn is IVE]

[I love all of their songs]

[Blue Blood and WAVE are my favorites right now]

[whose your bias?]

===========================================“ When she said her favorite group is IVE I think I might have died.” ===========================================

[it would be either Yujin or Liz]

[Yujin is really cool.]

[isn't she?!]

[Short hair really compliments her.]

[I really love her tomboy vibe.]

[you think?]

[100%]

[do you like aespa?]

[I love aespa.]

[REALLY? Whats your favorite song?]

[dreams come true.]

[REALLY?!!! Wow i love you already]

[who is your bias?]

[Y/n 100% i have liked her ever since she was a trainee]

[wow wowow]

[there is this movie that i really love]

[its called ballerina.]

[it just came out on Netflix, you should watch it.]

[have you watched any dramas lately?]

=========================================== “She..kept jumping from topic to topic!” Yujin said while laughing ===========================================

[nope,I’ve been too busy, but ill watch ballerina as soon as i can.]

[im gonna hold you to that😡]

[send me your photo.]

Y/ns Yujins

[seems like we were both fashionable]

[you’re so cute]

[i wonder if the shirt you’re wearing comes in my size..]

[maybe ill look to see if it is, your smile is so cute]

=========================================== “She was such a cute baby! When i saw the photo I literally squealed” Y/n said while using your hands to exaggerate ===========================================

[what do you think she looks like now?]

Yujins drawing Y/ns drawing

[why are my eyes facing different directions?!]

[omg srry its just that the time was running out and i panicked😰]

[but ATLEAST i made you as a person you literally drew me as a mouse]

[mice are cute aren’t they?]

[Reveal]

You were crouched at the wall as if you were trying to hide as you heard the producer say “1..2..3..look.” To yujin.

She stepped around the corner and the second you saw her your soul jumped from your body, leaving you stiff and you couldn’t help but think back to when you told her your bias was literally her.

[earth to y/n?]

The second she saw you she immediately bowed making you snap from your trance and instantly stood up and bowed back frantically.

“Gosh I'm so embarrassed” Yujin said with a sigh as she covered her blushing complexion

“Noo!” you said while laughing and prying her hands from her face “Don't be, I love all my fans.” you teased

“You really do look like a cat..!” you said while practically staring into her soul, making her blush and pull away

[cuties]

“I felt so embarrassed for talking about her like that to her face especially because she's older.”

“Im not that old!” You said while playfully pushing her and mumbling that two years isn’t that big of a gap

[ will you continue to speak after the show?]

“Yes! She is my wife now.” You nodded as you held her hand.

“She can’t get rid of me now.” You said while shaking her softly making Yujin laugh and pull away as the two of you talked, as the camera blurred out and it cut to the two of you standing together

“Thank you for having us Kode!” Yujin smiled “Thanks for introducing me to my wife” you continued while waving

#ahn yujin #an yujin #ahn yujin x reader #ive #ive yujin #yujin #yujin fluff #kpop x reader #kpop gg #kpopidol #kpop #yujin x fem reader #yujin x reader #aespa #ive imagines #should i turn this into a series? i kinda love them #Spotify

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gogotti · 1 year

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Welcome Home Michael - NSFW - AFAB Reader

I swear you will only catch me using Rz!Michael gifs cause this man is so fucking FINEEEE lmfao

Anyway, I posted this fic a while back, but Im reposting it cause I felt like it deserves the spotlight again, and also, it was posted wrong lmfao. WARNINGS - smut, kissing, he goes down on you, maskless but no description, mentions of blood; you get a little cut, happy ending!

You were up late, and as you stood against the kitchen counter scrolling through your phone you realized this wasn't normal. You sat silently in the kitchen of your home, waiting for your special guest to arrive. It seemed like he was running late. You knew better than to rush Michael Myers, but sometimes you wished that you could. Sometimes you wished you could just text him and let him know that you were gonna lock the door, the key would be hidden under some plant because you could not afford to keep replacing the door when he decided he wanted to break in.

You heard a shuffle outside, and suddenly the door flew open, lightly slamming against the wall that was behind it. You didn't bother moving, only looking over your shoulder at him as he closed the door behind himself, quickly locking it only because he knows that you prefer it. He doesn't understand why you care so much, if someone dared to break into your house he’d gladly kill them, but it made you happy so he did it.

He wasn't happy, that you could see clearly. He was covered in less gore than normal, which meant he didn't achieve his goal for the night and as a result, you had to deal with a murderously horny 27-year-old who can't express himself properly.

He trapped you against the counter and pulled your body closer to his, his hands enveloping your hips and his body completely engulfing yours, and you hummed at his warmth. “Welcome home Mikey.”

He didn't respond, but the way he pressed himself against you, grinding his hips into your behind, let you know that he was glad to be home. He slipped his left hand under your tank top, letting it settle on your stomach while the other hand moved upwards, cupping your breast in his hand. He didn't like the fact that you had a bra on, and in one swift movement, he broke it, tearing the material off of your body. You hummed, disappointed but didn't protest. You let him palm at your breast, eventually bringing his other hand up to do the same. He suddenly huffed, positioning himself properly and beginning to dry hump you, his sloppy and rough thrusts causing the handle on one of the lower cabinets to pinch into your skin in a way that stung.

You were used to him putting you in awkward positions, so you didn't bother trying to adjust yourself as that would mean fighting against him. Like this, growling as he grinds himself against you roughly and impatiently, fighting back against him would be stupid and it would have been a death wish in the early stages of your arrangement.

That's what it had started as; an arrangement formed through a simple bargain for your life. He had broken into your home for the first time that night and had caught you masturbating. He stood there, his big lumbering form standing in your doorway going completely unnoticed by you as you pleasured yourself. The only reason he didn't kill you right away was his curiosity, which you fed by opening your legs further once you noticed him and allowing him to see you entirely. He would come back the next day, while you were wrapped in a blanket hunched over your Pc and desperately trying to finish the last bit of work your boss dropped on top of you last minute. He stood in the doorway, after breaking down the door downstairs, and waited. He only watched you for a small amount of time because soon enough he was barreling toward you and grabbing you by the throat, lifting you, and carrying you to your bedroom. You got the message pretty fast, as he stood back in the doorway after tossing you on the bed, staring at you like he did that night. You seemed to move too slow for him as he growled at you, slapping his foot down on the wood of your floor as if you were some rodent and he wanted to shoo you away.

You had obeyed him, quicker this time, and positioned yourself on the bed, mimicking everything you had done, including the half an hour of edging you had done beforehand. He seemed to enjoy that, as he inched closer and closer to you with each denial until finally, he was hovering over you, watching as you finally came with a scream. A scream Michael hadn’t heard before, so it completely enamored him. He would become just as obsessed with hearing that noise from you as he was with killing. He wouldn't bother trying to make others make that noise because you knew exactly what he wanted when he showed up in your doorway, staring at you with his head tilted.

His hips finally studdered and his movement stopped, he had taken a liking to edging pretty quickly, but only rarely was he the one being edged. You would have to catch him tired, and probably covered in way more blood than you wanted on your bedsheets, to be able to edge him successfully. His grunts, groans, and *growls* were like a treat to you now, and you would drag out that moment until he threatened you with a look that you ignored, until he would painfully grab your ass if you didn't make him cum sooner rather than later.

He grabbed your sweatpants and pulled them down, and you sighed in relief as you realized that he wasn't in one of his clothes-ripping moods. He used his foot to push your feet together, keeping your legs stuck together in one spot, and positioned himself at your hole, sliding his cock between your lips a bit and brushing against your clit, causing you to let out the breath you didn't know you were holding. He kept doing that, knowing that he was slowly building up that feeling in your core, before sliding in and placing his hands on your hips. He wasn't in a patient mood as he immediately started thrusting roughly, the sound of his overalls slapping against your bare ass filled the kitchen. You were not prepared and a painful yelp ripped from your throat, causing Michael to fuck into you harder. He pushed you down against the counter, his powerful grip secured you down and you winced in pain at the angle he had you in.

Besides the pain, you felt good, so fucking good. The feeling of his cock roughly stretching you with each thrust and the stinging of the drag as he quickly pulled himself out of you, just to repeat the so painful but eye-rolling rhythm. You couldn't help but scream, struggling to find a purchase on the wall as you desperately tried to fuck back into him. He noticed immediately, pushing you further into the counter, fucking you hard, and causing the edge to slowly but surely rip into your skin, adding an extra layer of pain into the mix. You hissed when the pain finally caught up to your senses, but you knew you couldn't do anything. You cried out as he pushed you against the counter harder, your body painfully squished in between and he was cumming, grunting like a wild animal and thrusting sloppily. You couldn't help but find a sick pleasure in that pain, and each thrust that drove the edge of the cabinet into you caused a small spark of pleasure to make its way to your core like electricity. After a while, he began quickly driving into you, and you knew he was riding that high of overstimulation, his thrusts were rough and very sloppy, but they drove you to the edge of orgasming. You struggled but you managed to grab him and he turned you, at an uncomfortable angle, so that you could look at him. He didn't stop thrusting, and through rough movement, you were able to get out a loud, pitiful whine and a “Gonna cum… Please Mikey, God, I'm gonna cum…”, to spill from your mouth.

You clenched hard around his cock, Michael’s, and your cum spilled down your legs and pooled in your sweatpants. He didn't stop as you came, and you couldn't help but wail at the feeling, his cock roughly pistoning in and out until he was cumming deep in you again, and you felt the thick load get pushed out of you with his slowing movements that eventually came to a halt. You both were breathing heavily, and now it was time for a rarely-seen part of Michael to worm its way out of the gruff man.

He gently pulled out of you, making sure to watch the cum spill out of you before standing you up and resting you against the counter facing him. You don't know when he took off the mask but you were glad that he did, because after staring at you for a while he leaned in and kissed you. Michael Myers is not a very touchy-feely man, but every once in a while he’ll come home, fuck your brains out and then cuddle with you afterward. You know it's the way he shows affection when he can actually figure out *how* to show it, it's how he shows you how he’s grateful he gets an actual meal now, and how he's grateful he gets to release his frustrations into you. He grabbed onto your neck to bring you chest to chest with him as you two kissed but relaxing your body as he supported you wasn't the best idea. The pain settled in and you hissed. Michael let you go, gently moving you away so that you could lift your shirt and show him the bleeding wound on your stomach.

He lowered himself to the wound and licked it clean, licking up the blood that spilled from the wound and trailed downwards. He pulled your sweatpants down further and opened your legs, cleaning the cum that had spilled out of you and down your thighs, he continued upwards until, suddenly, his lips latched onto your clit. You yelped, grabbing onto his head and lightly pushing him away.

“Michael! Michael, wait! I can’t…”

He obviously didn't listen and continued, his tongue roughly flicking at your clit and occasionally dipping into your hole to taste you and roughly tongue fuck you a bit until you were shaking and whimpering, begging him to stop yet in the same breath begging him to keep going. You curled your body around Michael as you came and you heard the obscene slurping noises Michael was making as you came on his face.

Out of the high-pitched moans and your squirms, it took a loud, “MICHAEL!” to get him to stop. He pulled away, watching you struggle to catch your breath from his position on his knees. You breathed deeply, placing your hand on his wet and cum covered cheek and smiling at him. He huffed, rolling his eyes and standing but reaching over to kiss you on the forehead while he tucked himself away.

You laughed as he picked you up and took you upstairs, dropping you off in your bedroom and leaving for the guest bedroom to clean. You limped off to the bathroom and sat on the toilet as you started the bath. You knew Michael would be back, so you set up a bath for the two of you, lighting some candles that you enjoyed but knew Michael would end up snuffing out because they reminded him of Smiths Grove. You settled in the bath, the warm water soothing your sore muscles instantly. You could hear Michael make his way into the bathroom, so you moved up a bit, waiting for him to settle in and grab your hips, adjusting you so that he was comfortable.

You rested your head against him, causing him to groan lightly, annoyed. You smile and closed your eyes, ignoring his little attitude as he wraps his arms around you, resting his head against the wall. You wouldn’t have guessed you'd be taking a bath with a murderer, especially Michael Myers, but here you were, comfortably leaning against him and relaxing in the hot water of the bath.

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omgjwon · 1 year

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Tᕼᗴ ᑭᗴᖇᖴᗴᑕT ᑭᗴᗩᖇ ( 양 정원 🌙 )

pairing: jungwon x gn!reader

warnings:food,

genre: fluff fluff and more fluff

wc:0.8K

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inspired by beadaboobee’s “the perfect pair” ( such a good song!)

“won” you spoke as you sharply turn your head up to face your boyfriends who was currently lying beside you on your sofa watching funny monkey videos on YouTube.

“yeah babe” he responded eyes still glued on the monkey

“this might sound random but do you think we have any pears?”you questioned before reviving a rather questionable side eye from him.

“hey! Don’t Side eye me!” You yelled playfully before a pout grew on your lips.

“I’m just joking” he chuckled “but i don’t think we have any pears around here” jungwon sighed before quickly standing up

“Where are you going” you frowned not wanting your boyfriend to leave.

he zipped up his jacket before saying “I’m gonna go get you a pear”

“No no no! It’s fine you don’t have too I don’t even want one anymore!” you responded quickly not wanted to be an inconvenience to him

“you sure you don’t want one anymore?” He raised one eyebrow

“Yeah I’m sure” you said even though you most definitely still wanted a pear

“Well riki asked me to go meet him before he goes back to Japan for a week so Im gonna get going anyway” jungwon muttered

“Oh well have fun” you replied trying to make it sound like you were happy that he was leaving to go hang out with Niki

“I’ll try, Niki can get a bit goofy sometimes” you boyfriend sighed before making his way back over to you and placing a long kiss right on your lips

After a while he broke the kiss before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear and Whispering in that same ear

“I’ll be back soon baby ,mkay?”

you nodded hopping that he wouldn’t be able to tell that you didn’t want him to leave

“Bye wonnie..” you muttered under your breath as you heard the door slam.

You tried to entertain yourself but you ended up getting bored quickly therefore you decided your best option was to take a nap, you placed your head down on the pillow and before you knew it you were fast asleep

*BANG* you felt yourself jolt awake at the sudden noise

“Babe I’m back!” You heard your boyfriends voice say from the kitchen After connecting the dots you were able to use your sleeping brain to come to the conclusion that jungwon had just got back from hanging out with Niki and that the Big Bang was the front door.

You smiled before making your way to the kitchen

“There you are!” He yelled excitedly before opening his arms for you signaling he wanted a hug

You happily ran into his arms before smiling into his chest

“How was Niki?” You asked him curious to know if there was any hot gossip going around.

“Actually I didn’t meet Niki i did something else that was very important” jungwon declared with a sense of pride in his eyes

“Go on” you uttered

“I got you something” he smirked before taking out a box of pears from a bag

“YOU GOT ME PEARS?!?! But I told you not to get me them :(“ you frowned

“Yeah but I know you better then that, I know you 100000% wanted those pears so I had to get them” jungwon muttered

“thank you thank you thank you!!!! I wa s really craving these today” you ranted before opening up the large box and grabbing a pear, just as you were about to take a bite jungwon grabbed your arm.

“Before you get stinky pear breath can I have a thank you kiss?” He pouted cutely and you couldn’t help but give him what he wanted

After your little thank you make out sesh kiss jungwon said something that almost made you drop your pear to the ground

“Y’know I had to drive for over an hour to find a box of pears. is there some kind of trend going on that involves pears?”

“YOU DROVE FOR HOW LONG?!?!” You gasped in shock “and no there is no trend I just really wanted some, but anyway back to the first topic, why did you drive that long to get me pears?” You frowned feeling bad that you unintentionally made you boyfriend drive around the whole city looking for a fruit.

“Why wouldn’t i I’ve got to get the perfect pears for my perfect pair”

Jungwon smirked as he spoke

“You definitely practiced that on your 1 hour pear expedition” you giggled “still can’t believe you did that tho”

“Anything for you” he sighed before picking you up and carrying you to your shared bedroom for a cute cuddle session

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ryomaandgundhamkin · 1 month

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Some stuff for now since I have no idea how this website works..

Hi and welcome to my page, I’m Ryomaandgundhamkin. You can call me that or Ryo, Kin, Katie, whatever.

(SECOND BLOG: @cannibaleclipseau )

I’m probably gonna somewhat be online here. Or maybe a lot.

Also I’m not gonna be doing comms for a while, sorry.

You can ask me about stuff if you want. Either my OCS or me-

Gonna make a post about them soon if I don’t forget, here’s the list so far for OCS:

Vawilog

Klein

Veil

Coco

Lupne

Tempignis

Shinji

Kenji

Niko

Quincunx

Please help my mental state because I have no idea about role playing or anything.

Probably gonna post things on there that’ll be on my DA (Ryomaandgundhamkin)

You can also find me on Roblox (Katieemmav)!!

SONA (as of September 2 2024) under the cut

Lil fun facts:

I’m left handed, I have a dog, I’m -11037 years old, I have DS manga I never read, my handwritings kinda good, I’m a pretty organized person, I sound like Bryce Papenbrook sometimes (Nagito ahh sounding-), I like plants, kinda minimalist, I live off grape candy and grape ramune and I know Pig Latin.

Quincunx is a new OC of mines with a ton of lore. Uh, probably not gonna post all of it anywhere. Still working on it kind of?

But if you ask me anything, or my OCs, I’ll try and draw a photo of em to go along with the message ^^ I might do it digitally or traditionally.

Oh cool fun colors nice. Anyways I’ll try and respond to any questions to the best of my ability!

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gyuv1nist · 1 year

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just this once, okay?

kim gyuvin x reader

you find yourself sitting by the river, watching the sun dip below the horizon. the sky is a masterpiece of warm colors - oranges, pinks, and purples blend together in a stunning display of beauty. the water in the river glimmers in the light, reflecting the vibrant colors of the sky above.

as you sit and take in the beauty around you, you can hear the gentle sound of the river flowing by. the water moves slowly, peacefully, almost as if it's putting on a show just for you. you can see the outline of trees in the distance, their branches silhouetted against the bright orange and pink sky.

you close your eyes for a moment, just taking in the peaceful atmosphere around you. as you open your eyes, you see gyuvin, walking towards you, a soft smile etched on his face. he sits down next to you and takes in the same beautiful view. you can feel your heart race as he rests his head on your shoulder, and you lean into him, enjoying the warmth of their presence. “i swear friends aren’t usually this close?” you ask, your hand going to play with the ring on his finger which you gave him for valentines day.

“just this once okay?”

you scoff at his words and felt your heart go even faster as he captured your fingers and laced them with his own. “it’s more than okay.”

“the big day is coming up fast! you guys better fix up soon or you’ll make a big embarrassment out of yourself!” the coaches words drag you out your memories and her eyes land right on yours, her pupils burning into your own. after a short bow, you run to the stands and quickly start to pack your stuff up.

“where are you going?” your friend, hanni asks, handing you a water bottle whilst you stuffed your clothes in your bag. “i need to give my dumb excuse of a brother his lunch, please come with me i refuse to be around those boys alone.” you plead, watching as she hesitates before nodding slowly. (a/n: i had to include my enha babies somehow)

“you mean you don’t want to be around gyuvin.” she frowns, knowing the history between the two of you. “you know i can tell heeseung to fix up so you don’t have to see him anymore.” she grabs a hold of your hands and you look up to her sadly.

“i don’t have a choice either way, im a cheerleader and he’s in the football team. what else am i gonna cheer for? the grass?” you squeeze her hand and pick up your bag, walking ahead whilst trying to get the thought of gyuvin out your head.

you arrive outside the boys changing room and quickly send him a message that probably wasn’t even legible but you could care less. you want to be out of the premises immediately.

“hiiii.”

you spin around and your eyes fall upon the youngest of the team, yujin. the only one who you could actually tolerate and weirdly reminded you of your brother.

“my little football player! how are you yujin, i hope you aren’t overworking yourself.” you grab his cheeks with your hand and smile at him fondly. you were used to yujin’s presence- after all he was gyuvin’s best friend. what you didn’t know however, is that yujin missed you so much. likewise to yourself, yujin found you oddly similar to his older sister and looked up to you in many ways.

“i’ve been good! heeseung is taking good care of me and i’m excited to play later on this week.”

before you could even open your mouth to respond, a hand slapped yours off of yujin’s face. “he’s not your little football player, plus don’t you have some flips to be learning?” hanni rolls her eyes and held her middle finger up to the boy who towered over her.

“is everything okay?” you look to the side and muster up a fake smile to heeseung, throwing the bag which contained his lunch. “yeah just great, don’t forget it again please.” you rush off and drag hanni with you, failing to recognise the small wave which yujin directed towards you.

“have you actually spoken to him? like why he suddenly started acting like a dick?” hanni looks back ensuring he wasn’t anywhere near.

you frown as you tried to search for an answer. “honestly? i have no clue. he literally treated me so well i was basically in love with him and then just left. was i a bet or something?”

“don’t think of it like that. there has to be a good reason, he wouldn’t do something stupid when heeseung is literally his captain.”

and you were doing the opposite. you couldn’t even concentrate on practice and now it was game day but instead of shitting yourself, you thought about the fact that gyuvin would be basking in the limelight whilst you had to deal with the weirdos who got excited over a little bit of skin. you stand by the mirror, attempting to hype yourself up but all you could think about was that stupid boy who toyed with your feelings.

“nervous?”

you look at the figure who was emerging and plaster a solemn smile across. “i wish i was nervous, instead i’m going crazy about my feelings.”

“could you sort out gyuvin for me?.” you snap around.

“heeseung i swear to god if you’re here to wind me-

he scofs and ruffles a hand through your hair. “relax, he’s just really off right now and i thought you might’ve had something to do with it.” you slap his arm away as you hear the announcement for the cheerleaders to make their way to the pitch and snatch your pom poms, walking towards the exit.

“well i don’t know what you want me to do about it.”

as soon as you exit onto the pitch, you flash your best smile and wave at the screaming crowd, slowly jogging to your position. your team huddles around and the coach starts rambling on about keeping safety but you couldn’t help but search for the brunette amongst the practice runs.

“stop thinking about him for these next 3 minutes or you’ll get hurt.” hanni says, looking at you cautiously. and for those 3 minutes you surprisingly did pretty well. maybe it was the crowd going crazy after each tumble or the few seconds where you felt like you could fly- but you delivered exactly what everyone wanted.

as you run off the pitch, you feel a sense of pure joy and accomplishment, knowing that you gave your all out there. instead of walking back out to watch the game, you decide to keep your little happy streak for a bit and walk to the food and drink stalls, getting a slushy to cool yourself down from the intense workout you just completed. “hey!” do people just love to randomly appear behind you?

“jay? aren’t you meant to be on the pitch? is everything okay?” the anxious look on his face made you feel nervous immediately. the boy hesitates before looking at you sincerely.

“it’s-.” he pauses and you squint at him, “it’s gyuvin. we don’t know what happened but he’s literally dragging us down! and we think you’re the only person who could get through to him!”

it was as if someone had pressed mute on the world. really? after the way he treated you, you’re the only person that could get through to him. maybe tell him to look at all his fangirls and he’ll get that energy boost.

“LETS GOO!”

you jump as the stadium erupts in cheers and jay’s face only drops. “you hear those cheers? those are not for us. come on, you can scream at me all you want-“ you cover your ears as the screams cut his words off. he knew you were on the plan as the look in your eyes turned from confusion to anger.

you were extremely petty. yes, you were mad at gyuvin for treating you like shit. but you were more mad that he wanted to let the whole school down because of it. (you also didn’t want your brother to get mad at him, because he was terrifying)

for the second time, you enter the pitch again but this time you were filled with anger. “kim gyuvin!” you scream, piercing the boy with your eyes. “kim gyuvin! wake the fuck up!” the whole of the football squad immediately look at you but you didn’t care. “stop being selfish and play the fucking game. we both know- in fact everyone knows you’re a good player.”

the anger that was boiling in your head only worsened when that stupid smirk appeared on his face and you just knew that he was going to make one of his stupid remarks, but not this time. “no, keep your mouth shut just this once okay?”

gyuvin’s world stops as you utter those words. the same words the both of you would always make as an excuse to brush away the feelings which were most definitely there. his eyes soften and for the first time in what felt like forever, you see the gyuvin which your heart ached for.

“just this once, stop being a selfish prick and don't you dare look at me that way. not now, after every you’ve done!” you yell, tears daring to spill at any moment.

your words hit him like a knife. he looks around at his teammates who were also begging him to fix up. the whistle blows and you jog towards the bench where your teammates were sitting. you ignore their questions and plop down, deciding to completely focus on the game.

you're at the edge of your seat, watching intently as your team struggles to catch up. the score is tied at 3-3, and there's only a few minutes left in the game. the tension is palpable as the ball bounces back and forth between the two teams.

suddenly, your heart leaps as heeseung breaks away from the pack with the ball. you hold your breath as heeseung races towards the opposing team's goal, dribbling the ball with ease. you can hear the crowd shouting and cheering, and your heart races as heeseung approaches the goal. was this it?

in a flash, heeseung shoots the ball towards the goal, but you feel your heart drop as the goalkeeper manages to swat it away. just when it seems like all hope is lost, gyuvin jumps in and scores the winning goal with the rebound. the crowd erupts into cheers and the players swarm around gyuvin to celebrate.

you can hardly believe it- you scream with everyone as hanni snatches you and you start jumping aimlessly.

“go get your golden boy.” she giggles, grabbing your head and helping you fix your vision towards the pitch. you see gyuvin’s desperate looks for you and you take a few steps forward. as your eyes meet, you scan his for that same look which you saw before.

and that’s exactly what you were met with.

he sprints towards you with arms open wide, it’s all he’s been wanting to do. you meet him halfway and give him a huge hug, jumping up and down in excitement. he wraps his arms tightly around you and in that moment, everything else fades away and it's just the two of you. “i have a lot of explaining to do don’t i?”

you lean your head back to look into his eyes once more and feel that same feeling in your stomach that you felt at the river.

“yes. yes you do. but i think you deserve to celebrate. but just this once, okay?”

“i think that’s more than okay.”

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I FEEL LIKE THIS NEEDS A PART 2? DO I WRITE A PART 2? anyways this didn't come out how i wanted to lmao

#kim gyuvin #kim gyuvin x reader #boys planet #boys planet scenarios #boys planet 999 #boys planet imagines #kimgyuvinnn #yuehuaz #hanyujin #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone #zb1

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babyboydaniel · 6 months

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Lullaby | Part 1

Daniel Ricciardo x Lando Norris | Mentions of Daniel Ricciardo x Fem!Reader, Lando Norris x Fem!Reader Fluff | Warnings: Suggestive Themes | Word Count: 1.1K Daniel and Lando's story after Knock, Knock.

The energy in Mexico was addicting. It had Lando buzzing with excitement, which did nothing for him when trying to drift off to sleep. The cheers from the fans still rang in his ears, and his cheeks hurt from the perma smile he had plastered to his face. As sleep eluded him, Lando began the mind-numbing task of scrolling through Instagram, hoping the endless posts would act as a modern-day lullaby.

Upon opening the app, the first post was from Daniel’s girlfriend. It was from her time in Austin, snippets from the weekend: her time at the track, the few outings with Daniel, and that night at the intimate club. The last picture was a bit hazy. But, it was clearly the three of them standing close, bodies pressed against one another as someone candidly took a snapshot of the moment.

Lando’s breath hitched. His cheeks warmed at the thought of that night. Remembering how she reacted to his touch, the noise she made, and how she tasted. It was not only Daniel’s girlfriend that influenced this reaction but Daniel himself. His teammate. A taken man: in a committed relationship, who he believed was straight. But, the same man that grabbed him by the hair and called him good boy, fed his release to his partner and covered him in his clothes.

To say that Daniel had him questioning his sexuality was an understatement. Before his spiraling thoughts could consume him, Lando heard a ping from his phone.

You up?

Im so wired, can’t sleep

Of course, it was Daniel.

Same here. My mind just won’t turn off. Lando responded.

Daniel typed back quickly. Would you mind some company?

Lando’s hands stilled, and his heartbeat increased. Just the thought of being alone with Daniel amplified everything. Though they spent plenty of time together, recently Lando ensured someone was always present when interacting with Daniel. It was never just the two of them. Lando didn’t trust himself to be alone with Daniel. But, before he could stop, he was typing back.

Not at all. Room 1034.

As soon as he sent the message, he jumped from the bed. He tossed some abandoned clothes in the general direction of his suitcase on his way to the bathroom. If he was going to see Daniel, he would make sure he brushed his teeth at the very least.

A couple of minutes later, and T-shirt change, a gentle knock echoed throughout the beige hotel room. With one last glance at himself in the mirror, Lando bounded over to the door. Making quick work of the locks, Lando yanked back the heavy door to find Daniel standing, almost timidly, in the garishly lit hallway.

He looked adorable in his matching Enchanté sweat shorts and sweatshirt. His beautiful unruly curls and soft features were obvious indications of his lack of sleep. Everything about him made Lando want to pull him close and gently kiss him until he fell asleep in his arms. But that was not something he could do. Daniel was not his.

“Hi,” Daniel said softly.

“Hi,” Lando responded.

A small smile graced Daniel’s lips, “You gonna let me in?”

“Oh yeah,” Lando rushed out, quickly moving from the doorway.

Daniel flashed Lando a bright smile, passing by close enough that Lando could smell his body wash and feel the fabric of his sweatshirt graze the raised hair on his arms.

Lando let the door close behind him as he turned to watch Daniel move around the room as if he was familiarizing himself with the space. A calmness had settled over the room, and Lando did not want to disturb it. It was not until Daniel met Lando’s eyes in the mirror that Daniel seemed to remember that he was not alone.

“So…” Daniel dragged out, his hands stuffed into his pockets.

“So…” Lando chuckled.

“Sleep?” Daniel suggested simply.

Without hesitation, Lando nodded. As if in tandem, Lando and Daniel made their way onto the bed and under the covers. Lando left enough space between the two of them. The last thing he wanted was to make Daniel uncomfortable. Though it was not the first time they shared a bed. The only difference was that Daniel’s girlfriend was not sandwiched between them.

As he melted into the mattress, Lando reached over to turn off the bedside lamp, cloaking the room in darkness. Electricity zipped through the air. Though they were not touching, it felt as if Daniel’s body was pressed to his. The feeling was almost suffocating. Warmth spread over his skin and settled in his lower belly. The room was so silent he could hear Daniel breathing.

“Lando,” Daniel whispered.

“Yeah?” Lando responded just as quietly.

“Come closer,” Daniel commanded.

Without a second thought, Lando shuffled closer to Daniel. His head came to rest on Daniel’s chest as he enveloped him in his arms. He pulled him in close as his lips grazed Lando’s smushed curls. Lando could hear Daniel’s heartbeat ring in his ears. A beautiful melody lulling him to sleep.

The weight of the busy week finally began to pull his eyes closed.

“Lando?” Daniel questioned.

“Mmm?” Lando groaned.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked hopefully.

Lando gasped. His mind struggling to catch up to the question. Kissing Daniel was all he could think about for the entire week, and what he wanted was right in front of him. The man he wanted was lying in his bed, wrapped around him, asking him for a kiss. It was almost too good to be true. Lando nodded.

“Words, Lando,” Daniel prompted.

“Yes, please kiss me, Daniel,” Lando breathed.

Daniel wrapped one hand around the back of his neck, his thumb resting on the hinge of his jaw. He tilted Lando’s head up until their noses brushed against one another. Daniel let the desire wrap around them until he reached down and gently pressed his lips to Lando’s. A sigh of content fell from Lando’s lips as he relaxed into the kiss. Returning the lazy late-night kiss with a juxtaposing amount of passion. He wanted more.

Lando bit Daniel's full bottom lip before slipping his tongue past his parted lips as Daniel moaned. Lando chuckled, loving being able to elicit such a reaction from his teammate. Daniel returned the kiss with the same amount of enthusiasm, tangling his fingers in Lando’s hair.

Many kisses later, Daniel pulled back from Lando. Lando whined at the loss and chased after Daniel’s lips to continue the makeout session.

“I think we should get some sleep; big day tomorrow,” Daniel suggested.

“Ugh,” Lando complained.

Daniel giggled, “Sleep now, kisses later.”

“Fine.”

With a final kiss to his forehead, Daniel readjusted Lando in his arms. Soon, sleep took over Lando even though he fought it the entire time. He wanted to fully enjoy being curled around Daniel for as long as he could, but the comfort he provided was too much to deny.

Part 2

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vee-beeee · 11 months

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Virus

HELLO

Im literally so sick so I hope this is COHERANT

I have been supa sick, and i got an idea of what is would be like if Connor was there do help you during a sick day.

another supa short one, robo camping is coming soon

Warnings: sickness :(, connor being cute and protective over your well being, he worries, author is ill and this might not make sense, slight smoochery

Connor x reader

1,194 words baby

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An alarm is going off somewhere.

You hear it and moan, not wanting to start the day yet. Your body starts to wake up, and you pull out a hand from under the giant metal pillow. The aforementioned giant pillow grunts and starts moving, while you use your newly gained hand to try and rub the sleepiness from your eyes.

You hear another groan that sounds slightly like your name from somewhere around your head and arms wrap tightly around your middle, and you feel a hard nose snuggling into your head and hair. You sleepily sit there, content grin plastered on your face as you feel Connor's synthetic breathes against you.

And then you swallow. Aaaand your throat feels raw. and it HURTS.

Your eyes shoot open, and you make another realization. Your nose is stuffed, you can barely breathe.

And then comes a coughing fit.

You rush to lean back on your elbows, and cover your cough with your arm.

"Sweetheart?" you hear a low voice behind you, the voices owner moving up to sit by your side. A hand comes to rest on your arm and another wraps around you as you violently wheeze. You turn to him and sniffle, eyes still bleary from sleep and darkness, and make out an anxious yellow circle. You break into another coughing fit just as you were about to respond, turning away from Connor to cover it in your elbow again.

The hand previously on your arm suddenly shoots up to your head and you mumble something along the lines of "donttt feel-gooodd". Then you start leaning into the cool hand that's resting on your temple.

"Your running a 100.3 fever my dear. Of course you don't feel good." A now very awake voice responds, starting to draw the hand away. You moan and reach out to grab his palm and place it to your cheek, rubbing against it as he moves his fingers to cup your face. His soft sigh echo's through the room and he informs you "My scans indicate you have caught a virus. Symptoms include a fever, coughing, fatigue, sneezing, and body aches. You have a fever and I already heard the coughing." You exhale and throw yourself back into the pillows resigning yourself to the fate of being sick. You fling your arms over your eyes as Conner moves his hand to your arm, and you nestle further into the bed.

"You're staying home" your eyes shoot open and you move your arm down from your face to try and stare at him through the darkness. Your eyes adjust and see that his little LED is blinking yellow and red, and suddenly your bedsides tables light is on. A soft glow fills the room. You begin to protest as he closes his eyes and you know he's sending a message to Hank.

"Nooo but Connor I have super important stuff to get done today. I have to work on the Lea's case. Gavin's gonna be pissed if I don't show" you roll your body over to fully face him and give him a dramatic look. But now that you could see him, illuminated by the light, it was your turn to scan the android. His hair was mused up, and his shirt was riding up his chest along with his sweatpants. His eyes looked sleepy when they opened back up, they always looked like that after his robo rest mode. He caught you staring and you flushed, (more than you already were, being super sick and all) but he just smiled

"Yes you are. I am too. I'm going to take care of you." Connor looked into your eyes and you could see his were filled with worry, and he took a hand to move your hair and lean over to kiss your head. "Connor I'm probably sweaty" you grumbled and tried to push him away by shoving at his shoulders, but your hands met an unmovable object.

"I dont really care, i enjoy kissing you"

After that he left you to go start some tea to help your throat, but before that he situated you in bed. He also brought you tissues and pillows and blankets galore. You happily nested in, and watched a movie while you waited for him. It was super comfortable, but the rapid sneezing and coughing was really not. You stared of into space next to the tv that hung on your wall, and thought about how grateful you were for Connor.

Speaking of Conner, a blob shaped like him entered your vision. And he looked....guilty?

"Im sorry my darling, but I really need you to take this."

And then you saw what he was holding. And you gasped (and then proceeded into a coughing fit)

It was that horrible, nasty grape flavored cough medicine.

You recoiled as he got closer to the bed, and he looked guiltier and guiltier by the second. He sat down on your legs and started to unscrew the cap. You violently shuddered and closed your eyes, getting ready for the plastic cup to part your lips and give you that disgusting liquid.

Instead you felt a different kind of plastic meet your lips. It was another set of lips.

Connor was kissing you and, in turn, giving you the medicine.

Was this possible? Who cares, don't look it up. Its possible now.

While moving your lips open, Connor gently grabbed the back of your head and gave you all of it. At first you thought the hand was just there to lovingly stroking your hair. But then you realized he was probably holding you in place and making sure you were swallowing it all. His other hand subtly reached out and found yours, and squeezed it as you shuddered and began to swallow the gross medicine. He gently pulled away, wiping his and your lips.

"I thought I would try paring an unpleasant experience with a pleasant one. Did you enjoy that more than usual? Your heart rate says yes." you blinked your eyes open, not realizing you had closed them and smiled gently at him "Yes I much prefer that than regular" His eyes glinted and he chuckled, continuing to hold your hand.

He then gently moved you forwards, and nestled himself between you and your pillows. He warned that he would need to be up in a couple minutes to get the kettle for when the water was hot, and you just nodded and snuggled into his hard front.

After a while your eyes fell and you knocked out, and he heard the kettle whistling. He gently moved you from in front of him and got up to make the tea. Connor turned to look at you as he was leaving the room standing in the doorway to study you. Your eyelashes gently on your cheek, your chest slowly rising and falling, and all of this made his lips quirk upwards.

He got the tea ready for you, and walked into your shard room to place it on the table next to your bed. You would see it when you woke up.

Then Connor started on something Hank suggested to him when he was told you were sick.

Some good old Chicken Noodle Soup.

When you finally woke up and saw a still steaming cup of tea on your table, and hearing pots and pans clank in the kitchen you smiled and took a sip of the drink.

You were happy to have such a wonderful boyfriend to take care of you.

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THANKS FOR READING MY RANDOM THOUGHT

Again ignore spelling errors or plot holes! Im sick so if it doesnt make sense uhhhhhh

About that medicine thing, pretend for me that its a totally reasonable thing

#dbh connor #dbh connor x reader #detroit become human #dbh rk800 #dbh hank

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struggling-intuit · 1 year

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we all know jaehyuns delulu but im gonna need your thoughts

subject || jung jaehyun

title || of his delusional romanticism

demian || yes

warnings || NO MINORS, ETC., ETC.; femme!reader, reader has a clit, thick dick!jae, hopeless romantic core, penetration, super rough sex, reader is so sore :(, jaehyun stares at you like his mama didn't teach him any better

Ha, poor baby's so obvious.

Don't be too hard on him though. He's trying his best to stay sober, but you're perfumed with the sweetest elixr. He can't help but get drunk on you and have his consciousness consumed by those pretty fantasies again.

If you spare a hand and grab his, he just might make it back to Earth.

But you don't have to worry, he hates that you do. Even if his head never descends from the clouds, you'll forever be able to lean on him. The mile-long expanse between his shoulders is waiting for you, rest here for a while.

Jae is the type to think that romance will save the world. He'll throw himself off a cliff for you, not to test the powers of a goddess or anything, but because for love he'll commit the ultimate sacrifice.

For you. Watch, he can prove it.

Will he regret it? He certainly doesn't think so. He knew it was you from the moment he first saw you.

The cafe. The early morning sunlight streaming through the window by your table. The soft r&b setting the rhythm for every turn of the page of your book of poems, the raise of the hot ceramic mug to your lips, the tuck of a lock of hair behind your ear... So you're the one he's been waiting for.

Nice to meet you.

God, it's really you. He might just be convinced he knew you from a past life. Have you been getting his messages? He's been on the line all alone until now.

No, you don't have to respond, just keep those quick fingers at the strings of his heart. Don't stop, it hurts too good.

But when he refocuses, comes down from the high and pushes the mist from the corners of his vision, you're gone. You drank your coffee so fast, he didn't have a chance to —

"Hey pervert, do you have any idea how creepy you look staring like that?"

Your words taste so sweet. Give him more.

Jae's hopelessly delusional self is always getting into situations like this, but with you it's real. He feels it. And you will too, one day, someday, in his bed when he takes you for the first time.

He would be so delicate, as if you really would break if he abandoned the little sense he has left and fucked you the way he's been waiting so patiently to.

Just a little longer, soon, after you get used to the girth (he couldn't help chuckling at your expression when you first saw him in all his glory) but the feeling of finally being inside you is overwhelming. He can't wait anymore.

And so the bear will lose control and your pounding will begin.

The luscious roll of his hips offers a tenderness to the agony that is taking every meaty inch, but you're nearly as addicted to your stretch as he is to the spasming heat.

And the torture doesn't last long, regretfully so. He's bottoming out faster and faster, taking you to the summit through brute force and an insistent thumb at your clit, god, so, so close.

Your cries for mercy are music to his ears.

He'll smile as he ducks his head into the crook between your neck and shoulder, desperate pants rounding out to honor his entire range — thick indigo chest notes, rich chocolatey tenor, that falsetto... his delicious lullaby packaged and sold for the very reasonable price of your ability to walk tomorrow.

And 99 cents.

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i was struggling to finish a post on this very topic and your ask gave me the push i needed. thanks anonie!

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cozage · 1 year

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Little Update

Im gonna be MIA for a few days.

Everything is okay.

Will post when I can, but don’t expect too much. I probably won’t respond to any messages for a bit, but I will try to when I get back. I’m not ignoring you, I’m ignoring the world.

Im sorry. Thanks for understanding.

Be back soon.

#coza updates

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dirtysvthoughts · 1 year

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𝓟 𝓡 𝓘 𝓥 𝓐 𝓣 𝓔 𝓓 𝓐 𝓝 𝓒 𝓔 𝓡 - CHAPTER FOUR

pairing: rapper! seungcheol x stripper! reader

word count: 3.2k (longest for this series so far!)

general tags/warnings: smut, pwp, female! reader, dom! seungcheol, deep voice cheol, dirty talk, giving cheol head, reader gets partially nude, mentions of d*ugs, pet names, grinding on the d w/o a condom (please protect yourselves tho, always), seungcheol’s fave body part on you is your ass (he is an ass man, i’m not fighting people on this, it’s a fact)

notes: after about a nearly two month break we’re back! sorry y’all i know the momentum has kinda died out a bit, but between coming back to the states after a month long trip and returning to my normal routines and going back to work and some family stuff, it was hard to find the energy to write. but we’re back nonetheless! thank you for sticking by if you’re still here!

playlist songs: money showers - fat joe, remy ma, ty dolla sign, hey daddy (daddy’s home) - usher, another nasty song - latto

taglist: @im-gemmy @enhacolor @hooniewnderland @svtup @kawaiikels @weeevrse @diorsfxck @kyexvly @woozarts @ifuckcheol @marsstarxhwa @haoxiaoba (if your user is crossed out that means i cant tag you)

the smell of weed is strong enough to take over the small studio space, it slightly crowded with the amount of people in the room. a few producers sit in their chairs, altering the sound board controls every and now and then, a heavy bass booming through the system.

behind the door and in the booth is seungcheol, or s.coups (his stage name), spitting fire into the mic as he records the final tracks for an upcoming, anticipated mixtape. he had a pretty decent following after posting some songs on soundcloud for the fun of it, and it continued to grow when he released his first mixtape a few months ago. now pretty much everyone knew his name and it wouldn’t be long before he caught the attention of a mainstream, viral artist.

as he says his last words, the volume goes down and a voice fills the booth, “yeah man, that was great as fuck!” seungcheol smiles as he puts up his headphones and exits the room, dapping up all the producers to thank them for their hard work.

“this mixtape is gonna be so fire, cheol, you’re really out there now!”

“yeah, soon you’re not even gonna need us anymore, working with all those big time producers,” someone chimes in and seungcheol immediately frowns.

“hey man, don’t even say that. you guys were the first people to give me a chance, i’m never gonna forget my brothers,” he nudges them in their shoulder, and they respond by rolling their eyes.

“well that was the last track we had to do for today, what are you guys’s plans for tonight?” someone asks, but before he can even answer, seungcheol hears his phone ring with a text message alert.

princess: hey cheollie, just making sure you’re still on for tonight at illusion! i have a vip room ready and waiting just for you baby ❤️

he can’t help it, but his dick twitches at the last sentence you typed out. he was intoxicated just by the thought of you.

seungcheol has been one of your few regulars ever since he showed up to the club one night two years ago, celebrating the release of his first mixtape. the night in it of itself was a movie, expensive bottles everywhere, music blasting, and girls half-naked dancing on the tables and couches. cheol’s section was upstairs and it was where the party was really at. word got around quickly through the dressing room that cheol was there, and most of the dancers were hanging out with him and his entourage, trying to be the one girl to get him all to themselves. who wouldn’t want him all his glory to be honest?

you however, not exactly enticed by the rowdiness, took your spot at one of the available poles on the main floor. “just another one of those wannabe rappers,” you thought. not too far from his section, you went into one of your routines once a new song started playing. while spinning and inverting, enjoying the high the pole gave you, you didn’t even notice that seungcheol’s attention somehow made its way towards you.

to say the least, he was astounded. not only were you gorgeous in every way possible, you danced like you were on air, as if gravity meant nothing to you. as one of the bottle girls walked through to deliver another round of shots, she calls out to him, waking up from his trance when one of his friends shakes his shoulder.

“coups, are we getting more shots or what? stop daydreaming, it’s way too lit in here for that,” he grabs the ass of the dancer that was currently grinding onto him, matching his body to her energy to mimic riding her.

“y-yeah, sorry, we’ll have more shots,” seungcheol stutters as the server puts down the tray. before she can leave though, he taps her hand.

“do you know all of the dancers here?”

“yeah..” she responds in a slightly confused tone. “why are you asking?”

cheol then points to you, thanking the gods that you didn’t disappear from his line of sight. cash now lined your pole’s platform as your hips rolled to the beat, and then dropped down into a surprise split, patrons tossing even more bills at you.

“who’s she? she’s so fucking sexy,” he sighs sweetly, wanting to leave the table and everyone else just to have even a moment with you.

“oh, that’s sage - she’s one of our main dancers. if you wanna see her dance for you though, you better ask fast. there’s a reason why she’s so popular,” she says as she walks away carrying the empty tray under her arms.

without a second thought, he gets up from the table and goes down the stairs, his friends groaning in disappointment that seungcheol was leaving them. “this is all for you and you’re leaving the fun?” someone calls out behind him.

“i’ll be back in a bit!” he waved his hand, motioning to shoo them away. “there’s something i wanna do first.” with his friends out of the way, now he could focus on what he really wanted - you.

little did the both of you know that you would meeting sooner than you thought. you needed to make your way to the dressing room to grab something, but you got so caught up in your drive that you didn’t even notice another body heading directly towards you. you and cheol then accidentally bump into each other, and luckily you’re able to regain your balance in your heels just in time.

“whoa, i’m so sorry, i didn’t see you ther-” seungcheol freezes mid-sentence when he realizes it was you he bumped into. “holy shit,” he thought to himself. you looked gorgeous from afar, but right in front of him? it was taking everything in him not to have his hard-on show.

“no, it was my bad, i wasn’t paying attention,” you respond, your voice flowing sweet like honey to him. you try to continue walking but cheol reaches out and grabs your hand. you look at him funny as he doesn’t say anything at first.

“is there something else you need?” you ask, a bit confused, wanting to hurry up and go to the dressing room.

“yeah, you,” he thinks to himself again, trying to keep his eyes on yours and not at how your boobs were almost spilling out of your olive green two-piece.

he gathers his thoughts and takes a mental sigh. “there is actually,” he smirks as he pulls you closer to his body, his hands on your waist. he whispers in your ear and it sends shivers down your spine and your core.

“lemme take you to a room, princess. i saw you dancing over there and i wanna have you all to myself.” you bit your lip hard at the proposal. while he may have awkwardly grabbed your hand and you questioned his actions for a second, you could see why practically everyone was trying to be in his section. he’s handsome as fuck, his dark hair slightly hanging over his eyes, and his black shirt and jeans defining his built body. and to top it off, he had a voice that melted you like chocolate fondue.

“how will i know that it’ll be worth it? you’re clearly not the first guy i’ve taken to a room and you definitely won’t be the last. how will you make it worth my while?” you tease him, twirling your hair in between your fingers.

he chuckles and runs his hand through his hair. “why tell you and waste time when we can just get to it now, princess?”

yup, just your style.

“wait by the bar for me?” you wink at him as you go to the dressing room, purposefully walking slower to make sure got a full view of back of your body, admiring how good your ass looked even from afar.

he couldn’t help but smile to himself as he walked to the bar, in awe at the fact that he was so damn lucky today. a successful mixtape release, a great party, and now the most gorgeous woman he ever laid eyes on was about to be in his sole presence. nothing could get better than this.

or so he thought, because later than night. things definitely got way better when you finally took him to a vip room. after you danced for him on the pole, it lead to one of the hottest lap dances you’ve ever given, which subsequently lead to seungcheol taking you down on the couch, having you scream and moan his name until you came not once, not twice, but three times in the span you two were together.

ever since then, seungcheol came to see you nearly every single week, providing you with stacks of cash, phenomenal sex, a good conversation, and sometimes even all three. you also quickly realized that cheol definitely was not one of those “wannabe soundcloud rappers.” he had the talent, charisma, and passion for the industry, and you hoped that someone would recognize him for his gifts very soon.

going back to the present, cheol speaks up getting the attention of his audience. “well sage is working tonight, and today’s the usual day i go see her, so if anyone wants to hit up club illusion with me, we’ll roll right now,” he looks down at his silver audemars piguet watch, the hands pointing very close to the 10. a few people agree to go with him, others saying that they weren’t in the mood for a strip club or they had other places to be at.

cheollie: i’ll be there soon, i just wrapped up another studio session. can’t wait to see you princess, been on my mind all day

after getting some food and chilling out, the group finally makes its way to the club, the line pretty much nonexistent at this time for a thursday night. he and his crew stick together, some of the dancers approaching them.

“hey coups,” one of the girls flirts with him, biting her lip. another dancer next to her waves her hand, flipping her hair back to show off her decorated neck, inviting seungcheol to come touch her. he nods and smiles at the both of them, but he was only interested in just one person.

“coups!” you call out for him, spotting him from a distance. you walk down from the platform - your lemon-colored sequin bikini set tracing every beautiful curve on your body, the yellow heels you wore matching perfectly. as you walk down to meet him, you can’t help but admire how sexy he looks. his blonde hair, his white shirt encapsulating his muscles, his expensive sunglasses on his forehead. seungcheol quickly embraces you when you take your last step off the stairs, hands on your waist and both your lips locking immediately. it quickly escalates, moaning into his mouth when you feel his tongue roaming yours.

his friends groan behind of him when they see how intimate you two become, seungcheol’s hands starting to palm your ass. he turns his head, chuckling at their reactions, “like what you see?” he winks at them and goes back to kissing you, hands now moving their way across your chest.

they mumble to each other and leave the two of you alone, making their way to the main floor to find a table. once you know they’re out of sight, you grab his chin, causing seungcheol to stop and look at you. “finally,” you sigh happily, kissing the inside of his neck. “i’ve been waiting for you baby.”

he caresses your cheek, “didn’t you say you had a room for me too? c’mon princess, let’s go somewhere a lot less crowded.” you take his hand and lead him to the hall of private rooms downstairs, opening the second to last one, revealing a soft, golden lit room - the furniture basked in a champagne hue, and the stage decorated in a chrome, slick black.

“welcome to the champagne room, seungcheol!” you exclaim walking him in, cheol making sure the door was closed behind you. he whistles in amazement - the two of you have been in a share of private rooms in illusion, but this is the first time he’s been in a room as decorated as this.

“a change of pace i see,” he says walking towards the center chair, taking a seat on the cushions. “why the new setting princess?” he asks, running his hand behind his hair, unintentionally making you clench with how his muscles flexed.

you sultrily saunter toward him, making sure he could see all of you, making him crave for more of you. without another word, you gingerly sit on his lap, lacing your arm around his neck. “i actually wanna try something new with you, cheol,” you sheepishly smile, looking down at his chest, fingers starting to play with the necklace he was wearing.

“we’ve done so many things in these four walls, but the one thing i haven’t done yet is give you head in the private rooms.. which is crazy now that i’ve think about it,” you let out a small laugh, mind wandering to all of the dirty things you two have done, from cheol fucking you against the wall, handcuffed to nearly having a threesome. but one of the simplest things you could’ve ever done with cheol - neither of you had acted upon it yet.

“whaddaya say? can i go down on you seungcheol?” you whisper the last few words in his ear, and he groans as he reaches for his pants and his belt, loosening it up without hesitation.

“i’m all yours baby,” he tilts your chin up to look at you. “get this dick wet like only you can.”

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is this the first time you’ve given head at a strip club? of course not, but it’s never felt as good as tonight. you’ve seen and felt seungcheol’s dick several times, knowing he was big. but you still weren’t prepared for the feeling of bliss having him deep inside your throat.

“that’s it baby, take some more in,” he guides your head, bobbing it up and down his length, making sure your pacing wasn’t going too fast. he wanted to savor you for as long as he could.

the tip of his dick was hitting the back of your throat, and it felt so good that you felt tears might prick your eyes. you moan around him, taking it a bit faster, and he groans loudly, head tilting backward, hands roaming your hair.

“fuck.. baby, keep taking me… mmm, just like that,” he breathlessly smiles at you and you feel you immediately clench, your panties getting even wetter. you speed up your pace for the final time, and not even a minute later, he cums into your mouth, and you don’t hesitate to swallow everything he gives you.

you lick your lips and open your mouth to let him know you’ve finished, and he kisses you again, your tongue fighting for dominance as you stand up and sit in his lap. he undoes your bra as it falls onto his lap and you begin to feel his length on your panty covered crotch.

“mmm, you just can’t enough of me, can’t you cheol?” you giggle, maneuvering your fingers to pull your panties to the side. “got you so rock hard that the only thing you can think of is me, huh? you’re so down bad,” you fully sink down on him and you both moan out loud, adoring the way how both of you feel on each other.

he grabs a handful of your ass and starts groping at the skin, to which you respond by grinding down on cheol, tits slowly beginning to bounce as you established a rhythm.

“okay, so i am down bad, but what about you princess? i bet your panties got wet the second you laid eyes on me tonight,” he says planting a smack on your ass, not too hard, but definitely not soft either. “but then again, when do you not get wet when you’re around me? always so needy for me, my baby. but you’re so patient and so ready,” he begins to kiss down your chest, reaching your breasts.

“fuck- don’t stop talking, please keep going!” you moan again as you both start to speed up the pace. “i-i don’t think i’ve told you this but, i love your voice, cheol.. it melts me like butter, ah!” you exclaim as he envelops one of your nipples in his mouth, pushing his head in further so he could take more of you.

at this point, you were now fully bouncing in his lap, his hands bringing you in closer, making sure you both were body to body, as close as you could be.

“feels so good my princess, fuck yeah, keep bouncing on me like that. doing such a good job for me, pretty girl,” he can’t help but revel in your glow, the faces you’re making, and how you're riding him - he knew you weren’t too far off, and he was getting close too.

as you keep grinding down on him the coil in your belly continues to tighten, and when you finally feel it break, you can’t even give seungcheol so much as a warning when you come all over the lower half of his body.

“holy shit,” you breathe out, trying to compose yourself after the amazing orgasm you just experienced. “cheol, holy shit, you’re amazing,” you chuckle at him and smiles back at you, giving you little pecks around your face.

“nah, that’s all you, princess, no one can do me the way you do.” he stares at you lovingly and you try not to let the blush creep up your face.

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after a few minutes go by, you both begin to put your clothes back on and you across the room for your bra top. as you bend over to get it, cheol whistles, mentally groaning at how full and pretty your ass looks from far.

“damn princess, have you been working out?” he asks coming closer, giving another smack to your cheek one more time, then putting a few bills in between the strings. you put on your bra, making sure it was decently tight.

“a little bit… you like?”

“like? more so love,” he grabs you by the waist, back flush against his body. his hands stay there, going up and down to every inch of skin. you start to sway your hips, seeing if you could get him hard again.

“ah ah,” he whispers in your ear, licking your earlobe. “don’t start anything you cant finish, sweetheart.”

“i could say the same for you, cheol,” you snake your hands up to caress his face. “but don’t you love that about me baby? when i get started, it’ll be an experience you’ll never ever forget.”

and he’ll admit it - you were right. you are addicting, irresistible, a flame that continues to burn in his heart - his forever pole princess.

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