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Iâm obsessed with the sister!hotch and Reid fics. I canât stop imagining that scene where Rossi goes to Garciaâs house and sheâs fresh from the shower with Kevin. But instead is Hotch at readers house and Spencer is there.
âyou and Spencer are in the midst of a long weekend together when your brother shows up unannounced. fem, 1.3k
âYouâre really handsome.âÂ
Spencer laughs as you drag your hands back over his ears and through his sopping wet hair. The shower water is blissfully warm and soaking your front as it rains down on his head. You shield his eyes but otherwise have your fun. His hair is softer than anything youâve ever felt.Â
He holds your hands flat to his head. âYouâre handsomer.âÂ
âAm I supposed to take that in a good way or a bad way?â you ask.Â
âA good way!â he says, forgetting your hands in favour of guiding you under the water. âHandsome has nearly always been used for men more than women, but it didnât fall out of fashion for girls until the fifties.â He tilts your head upward and to one side as his own begins to fall the other way. âYouâre beautiful.â His voice is warm on your lips, âyouâre soââ
His kiss is ridiculous; he kisses like heâs starving. You didnât realise men could actually kiss like this until you met him. Itâs not just in the movies, itâs right now, his hand at the back of your neck, unbothered by your laughing or your hand slipping down his wet t-shirt.Â
âThis is the stupidest thing Iâve ever done,â you say.Â
âWe were covered in mud.âÂ
âWe shouldâve just got naked.âÂ
âWeâre taking things slow,â he says, laughing, âitâs fun. But what are we gonna do about our wet clothes?â
âYou got the most of the mud on you,â you say. Spencer had performed a valiant rescue in that when you fell, he was straight down into the grass after you in an attempt to save your jeans. It didnât work, obviously, but the thought was there, and heâs such a good kisser in the shower that you donât mind the loss. âIâm gonna get out and get changed, you can have a real shower, okay? Iâll get you a towel and your pyjamas and stuff.âÂ
âYou sure?âÂ
âYeah, itâs fine. I think all the mud from my top half is gone.âÂ
Spencer takes your face into his hand. His thumb rubs a line along your jaw. âNow itâs gone.âÂ
You beam. Who knew Dr. Spencer Reid was such a tender guy? You could sort of guess from looking at him that heâd touch you like that, but itâs a contrast, too, to be kissed as though youâre some irresistible siren and to have your face held like fragile glass.Â
You step out of the shower still sodden, clothes heavy, and close the frosted door between you and Spencer to strip down. Separated but still shy, you hurry out of your clothes and into a towel, wrapping yourself tightly to head into your bedroom.Â
You put on blissfully dry underwear and blot your face. Next is loose pyjama pants and a big t-shirt: youâve never worried about being sexy for Spencer and youâre not about to start. Your first date was a walk in the park, your second date at the bowling alley. Heâs not concerned with that stuff. Itâs why his frankness about wanting to take things slow isnât scary, because when he holds your face and tells you youâre pretty, you believe it.Â
âY/N?âÂ
You flinch so hard your neck cracks. âOw,â you whine.Â
âWhatâs wrong?âÂ
You walk forward before Aaron can let himself into your bedroom. Sure enough, your older brother is in your apartment (as heâs allowed, given that he furnished the entire place and paid the security deposit, and, also, awfully, is a very nice big brother). Heâs smiling, carrying two pizza boxes and a carton atop it that smells like French fries. âWhat have you done now?â he asks fondly.Â
âI hurt my neck, you scared me.âÂ
âIf you answered your phone, youâd know I was here.âÂ
âI was in the shower!âÂ
âI can see that. Youâre getting slovenly, itâs almost midday.âÂ
Youâre so genuinely happy to see him that you forget for a moment your predicament. âItâs the weekend, I can do what I want.â Youâre gonna have to let him down, which wonât be easy. âIâm not feeling the best, actually.âÂ
Aaron lets the pizza boxes rest against his stomach. âHow come?âÂ
âI donât know, I just feel tired. Maybe we can do something tomorrow.âÂ
âHoney,â Aaron says, with all the cadence of someone whoâs used to rubbing your back when youâre sick, âwhatâs wrong? Letâs go sit down, I can make you something less greasy.âÂ
âI think you should just go home, actually. I might be contagious.âÂ
He looks less concerned and more gutted. âWhat? I donât care if youâre contagious. When has that stuff ever bothered me?â Aaron takes another step toward you, his gaze flitting past you toward your bathroom. âWhatâs really going on?âÂ
The age gap between you and Aaron is expansive. Your being adopted is another gap, and neither have ever bothered him. The moment you showed up in his life he gave you everything he could manage, which has manifested in long phone calls, in hugs, in homemade soup and delivery when he couldnât be there. Asking him not to look after you is like telling him you donât want him to, and it isnât true.Â
He means a lot more to you than whatever awkwardness your confession will inspire.Â
âAaron,â you say, crossing your arms over your chest. âSpencerâs in the shower.âÂ
He squeezes his pizza boxes. âSorry?âÂ
âWe went to the park and I fell by the lake. Heâs in the shower.âÂ
âBut you were just in the shower,â Aaron says.Â
âWell, we werenât in there at the same time,â you drag.Â
Your lie is obvious to him, not just as a profiler but as your brother. His brow pinches and his nose wrinkles, not disgusted with you or anything so cruelly stupid, but dissatisfied, at least. âDid you have to tell me that?â he asks, pained.
âI didnât tell you that, you profiled that, and itâs sort of not what you think anyways! We didnât do anythingââ
âHoney.âÂ
âIâm really sorry, but itâs not what you think.âÂ
âListen to me.â The shower turns off and Aaronâs cheek twitches. âYou are a grown up. You can do what you like with who you like. Itâs my fault for coming here unannounced, I keep thinking of you as younger than you are.â Says the adult. Then, the more friendly part of being a sibling emerges, âCould you send him home?â he whispers. âI got your favourite.âÂ
You laugh at his proposition. âThatâs kinda rude, isnât it? Canât he stay? Heâs cool.âÂ
âIâm having trouble coalescing the two of you as more than acquaintances in my mind,â he says, as though he has much more to say about it, even if heâs smiling.Â
Spencer chooses that moment to walk from the en-suite bathroom and out of your room, a t-shirt stuck to his chest with damp, his own pyjama pants baggy at the ankles.
âHey, are you okay?â Spencer grabs your hand impulsively, twining his fingers in yours. Then he sees Aaron and does a double take. âHotch?â
You give Aaron a sorry smile. âDoes that make it easier?âÂ
âIâll wait in the kitchen.âÂ
You and Spencer watch Aaron retreat. His hand stays in yours, but he squeezes you too tightly. âWait for what?â Spencer whispers fervently.Â
You lean up on tiptoes to kiss his eyebrow. âYouâre about to get the shovel talk, I think.âÂ
âOh. Great.â He drops his forehead against your shoulder, wet hair dripping a path down your shirt. âThis is really bad.âÂ
âHe brought pizza.âÂ
âI donât think thatâs going to help me.âÂ
You crane your head and kiss-kiss-kiss the top of his ear. âYouâre really pretty when your hair is wet.âÂ
Spencer murmurs to you reluctantly. âYouâre really pretty all the time.âÂ
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I mean?
Synopsis: On a press tour with your co-star Sebastian Stan, the interviewer asks you a question about another film he did and the answer surprises him.
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Actress!Y/N
Word Count: IDK I'm too sleep deprived to count.
A/N: Bro I am on a resurgence. Might just fuck around and continue writing more fanfics or whatever.
Itâs another busy day promoting your new movie with Sebastian, The Road Trip. It's a funny romcom about two best friends going on a long trip to see another friend who your character is dating. Interestingly enough, the guy who plays him is Chris Evans. The interviews are currently being done in pairs, and you're with Sebastian.
You've always been candid, speaking your mind without feeling shy. Deep down, you're a bit of a pessimist, accepting things as they are. When you first heard from your agent that you were cast in The Road Trip alongside Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans, you laughed hysterically. The idea that you, an unconventional beauty, were chosen to be on screen with those two seemed surreal. You never really think about dating co-stars, which helps with acting in general. The media is impressed with how chill you are around A-list actors, and even though it hasnât fully sunk in yet, the industry has started promoting you to that list.
The interview has been going on for about 15 minutes when another journalist joins, mostly asking about the experience of working with the cast.
âItâs my first romcom, can you believe it?â you say.
âFirst?!â Sebastian stares in mock disbelief.
âI know, right?!â You feign surprise.
The interviewer continues, âHow does it feel to do something lighter and a bit comedic for once?â
âYou mean, a movie where no one dies?â Sebastian covers his mouth at your response.
âI mean essentially,â the interviewer laughs. âWait, no one dies?!â They nudge you playfully.
âI mean, Iâm not sure, no spoilers,â you say, breaking the fourth wall and looking into the camera. Sebastian cackles. âItâs definitely refreshing. It feels like going to school for some reason. Like I donât want to miss a class just because I might miss something wild happening.â
âWhat?â Sebastian glares. âWhat school did you go to?â
âI mean, aside from the learning stuffâŠâ You grimace. âItâs fun, honestly. Iâd love to do more romcoms. Itâs very down-to-earth and just resonates with you so much. I donât wanna get too cheesy, but Iâm such a hopeless romanticâthis is my jam.â
âSebastian, howâs your experience working with Chris again, this time outside of the Marvel universe?â
âWait, this isnât in the Marvel Universe?!â you butt in. Sebastian again, fakes a loud gasp. You two laugh. This interview feels like itâs going nowhere.
âItâs totally fun, as Y/N mentionedâit really is like going to class. But most of my scenes are with Y/N, so sheâs like the lab partner Iâve never had. Chris was always texting us, checking which location weâre going to be at, making sure weâre scheduled on the same day. Itâs fun when weâre both on set.â
You nod in agreement. âYeah, weâve got a good rhythm going. Itâs like having a little family on set. Plus, Chris is always the one who brings snacks, so thatâs a bonus.â
Sebastian laughs. âOh, absolutely. Chris and his endless supply of trail mix.â
The interviewer chuckles. âSounds like you all have a great dynamic. Was there a favorite scene you both enjoyed filming together?â
You think for a moment. âI really loved the scene where weâre stuck in the car during that rainstorm. It was so chaotic, but we had a blast improvising and just playing off each other.â
Sebastian nods. âYeah, that was a good one. The rain machine was going full blast, and we were just trying not to crack up the entire time.â
The interviewer smiles. âIt sounds like it was a lot of fun. And the chemistry definitely shows on screen. Speaking of different roles, Y/N, Sebastianâs been in the movie Fresh where he plays a sociopathic killer who preys on lonely women pretending to be a genuine guy.â
âI donât like where this is going,â you say, laughing, as Sebastian shakes his head.
âWould you, like Noa, fall prey to Steveâs antics?â This question gets a louder laugh from Sebastian as your face shows pure shock. You hold him back with your hand and say,
âIâve thought about this, to be honest,â you start, looking at Sebastian as he raises his eyebrows, impressed.
âOh, you have?â
You laugh and continue, patting his thigh and looking back at the interviewer. âMe and my friend talked about it a while back. And itâs frightening because I wouldâve probably ended up on a chopping block.â
âNoooo!â Sebastian shouts, âI was rooting for you.â
âNo! But, like, you are incredibly good-looking and charismatic. It would be hard not to give my number at the grocery aisle.â
He tilts his head at your response. âSurely not good enough to get yourself killed?!â
âYouâd be surprised how far Iâd even go,â you say, as the interviewer laughs with you both. âOh god, I need to call my therapist,â you add, ending the topic with the three of you gagging.
âMight just have to talk to mine too, after hearing that.â
You can already feel TikTok saving this clip and turning it into a meme.
You notice, after you call Sebastian good-looking, heâs been eyeing you sideways and biting his lip. As if heâs suddenly gone bashful. You canât help but feel a boost in your ego. Could it be that Stan is shy? You make it a point to tease him for the remainder of the interview.
âWhatâs something funny or unexpected that happened on set?â
âOh, there were so many moments,â you start. âOne time, we were filming this really serious scene, and out of nowhere, a bird flew into the set and landed right on Sebastianâs shoulder.â
Sebastian laughs. âYeah, I had no idea what to do. I just froze, and then Y/N started making bird noises to try and get it to fly away.â
You laugh, nodding. âIt took a good ten minutes to get back into character after that. Everyone was cracking up.â
The interviewer grins. âThat sounds hilarious. Itâs great to hear that you all had such a good time. Speaking of moments on set, were there any funny or awkward moments while filming the more romantic or intimate scenes?â
Sebastian raises an eyebrow, smirking. âOh, plenty. Like the time we were shooting that kiss scene in the rain, and Y/N kept slipping on the wet pavement.â
You roll your eyes playfully. âHey, it was slippery! You were the one who canât stop laughing during takes.â
Sebastian laughs. âTrue, true. But come on, we both know it was because you were so nervous about kissing me.â You notice him biting back.
You gasp in mock offense. âExcuse me, I was not nervous! I was just...distracted by how ridiculously good-looking you are. Itâs hard to concentrate when you have that face right in front of you.â He smiles uncontrollably again, feeling defeated by your nonchalance. He wonders, how are you so good at this?
The interviewer laughs, clearly enjoying the banter. âSo, who do you think had the hardest time keeping a straight face during those scenes?â
You both point at each other simultaneously, then laugh.
Sebastian leans back, shaking his head. âDefinitely Y/N. There was this one scene where we were supposed to be having this deep, romantic conversation, and she just couldnât stop giggling.â
You nudge him playfully. âWell, you werenât helping with all your ad-libs! You kept whispering things like, âIs that your stomach growling or are you just happy to see me?ââ
Sebastian laughs. âHey, I was trying to lighten the mood! And letâs not forget the scene where we had to stare into each otherâs eyes for what felt like an eternity. I swear, Y/N, you blink more than anyone I know.â
You smirk. âOnly because I was trying to avoid getting lost in those baby blues of yours.â At this point, Sebastian was laughing hard, but feeling nervous at your jokes. He secretly wished it were all real, his ears were red and hot. Heâs already thinking of how to approach you after the interview and get himself out of the friend zone which he didnât even thought heâd be in, having found a new interest in you.Â
The interviewer looks between the two of you, amused. âIt sounds like you both had a lot of fun with it. Do you think all that chemistry will translate to the screen?â
Sebastian nods. âOh, definitely. I think our off-screen dynamic really helped make the on-screen relationship feel more genuine. Plus, Y/N here is an amazing actress. She made it easy.â
You smile, feeling a bit bashful. âWell, Sebastianâs not too bad himself. Itâs hard not to enjoy working with someone whoâs so talented and, letâs be honest, ridiculously attractive.âÂ
Here she goes again .Sebastian grins. âRight back at you. But letâs be real, weâre both just incredibly good-looking people trying to make a movie here.â The internet is gonna have a field day.
The interviewer laughs. âSounds like a tough job! Any last funny or romantic moments youâd like to share?â
You think for a moment. âThere was this one scene where we had to dance together. Neither of us are professional dancers, so there were a lot of missteps and toe-stepping. But it ended up being one of the sweetest scenes because it felt so real and unpolished.â
Sebastian nods. âYeah, that was a great scene. It was supposed to be this perfectly choreographed dance, but it turned into us just goofing around and having fun. I think it really captured the essence of our characters' relationship.â
The interviewer smiles, clearly delighted by your stories. âWell, thank you both for sharing these wonderful moments. Itâs been a pleasure talking with you.â
As you and Sebastian leave the interview room, you head towards the lobby where a few other cast members are mingling. The energy is still high from the fun and laughter of the interview. Sebastian nudges you playfully as you walk.
âHey, remember in the interview when you called me incredibly good-looking and charismatic?â he teases, a mischievous glint in his eye.
You roll your eyes, grinning. âOh, come on. Donât let it go to your head, Stan.â
He chuckles. âToo late. Iâm pretty sure Iâm going to bring that up every chance I get now.â
âYou would,â you laugh, shaking your head. â Itâs not like I was lying.â
Sebastian stops walking, turning to face you. âWell, thank you. And for the record, youâre pretty incredible yourself. Both on screen and off.â
You feel a warm blush creeping up your cheeks, putting a palm to your chest as if to continue the gag. âThanks, Seb. That means a lot.â
He smiles, his eyes softening. âNo, really, itâs been really great working with you. I think we make a pretty good team.â
âI think so too,â you agree, feeling a flutter in your stomach, you realize heâs actually serious now. Thereâs a moment of silence as you both just look at each other, the playful teasing from earlier now replaced with something more tender.
Sebastian breaks the silence first. âSo, what do you say we celebrate wrapping up the promotion tour? Maybe dinner tonight?â
You raise an eyebrow, teasingly. âIs this your way of asking me out, Stan?â
He grins, a little sheepishly. âMaybe it is. What do you think?â
You pretend to think about it for a moment, then nod. âI think it sounds like a great idea.â
âPerfect,â he says, looking genuinely pleased. âIâll pick you up at eight?â
âEight it is."
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My thoughts during âThe Signâ [SPOILERS!!!!!]
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So I think most of us can agree that this is the best episode of Bluey so far. It was so emotional and satisfying in ways that are kinda new for Bluey. It answered so many questions while giving us a few new ones. Iâve been waiting for this episode for months and it did not disappoint in any way.
This is just a Chekovâs firing squad of an episode. As in a lot of stuff that was set up in earlier episodes all pay off in this episode. I kinda understand why people love soap operas now lol. I will say that this episode was a tad overwhelming for me in the best way possible. As in I had to pause and rewind every 30 seconds or so so I could emotionally process what was happening before moving forward (but thatâs a me thing). There was just so much going on and Iâm happy about that.
Now onto individual thoughts about specific things:
The callback to Baby Race (âyou took your first steps in that house!â) really got to me because Baby Race was the first episode of Bluey that I watched and it immediately made me fall in love with it so it just got to me.
When Chilli said âFrisky and I came up here as teenagers toâŠumâŠthink,â my mind started racing immediately with âwhat the FUCK happened at the Lookout?â âWho hurt Frisky and/or Chilli?â And Iâm just so curious about what made Chilli say that line like that but weâll probably never know what happened.
So yeah that scene at the end when the music was playing and Bandit ripped the sign out of the ground and Chilli tackled him to the ground ABSOLUTELY CHANGED my brain chemistry yâall. I canât articulate my feelings any more than that.
I know some people were upset that Brandy ended up getting pregnant but I thought it was great for her! Iâm happy for her! And I think that even though she got what she wanted in the end doesnât negate the feelings she had about her infertility earlier. But I think weâre all wondering who the father is and I donât know if the show really needs to answer that.
The whole message of âweâll seeâ in terms of if something is good or bad is such a mature message that I never really thought of like that so I will be taking that philosophy forward in life. Congratulations Bluey, you managed to teach a 22-year-old childless person something new and insightful about life that I donât think Iâve learned from another show.
I want to know more about what Bob was going through and feeling and why he went to India, but again, weâll probably never know.
I just love how the wedding photos were beautiful but imperfect. Like of course weâre not perfect and nothing will ever be perfect but itâs beautiful and worth remembering anyway.
So many little jokes and moments were so funny in a mature way (I.e. âare we allowed to do that?â And Nana thinking there was about to be a baby announcement) were just so funny and memorable.
I think some people would say itâs a cop-out to end up not selling the house after building it up for 2 episodes but I donât know, I think it works. I think Bluey and Bingo learned a valuable lesson and Bandit (and Chilli kinda) learned itâs not always about making their kids lives âperfectâ in their eyes. Also Iâm just personally glad they didnât end up selling the house and I also kinda like that it wasnât entirely their choice to keep it.
On a more serious note I think this episode has some interesting commentary on like gender roles and gender relations in straight relationships. In this episode Chilli and Frisky (both women) have to deal with their male significant others pressuring them to move with them far away from what they know and love. In the end they donât end up moving and the men didnât seem to have like malicious or selfish intent with it, they were just kinda basing their choices off their jobs instead of whatâs best emotionally for their loved ones. But I think itâs interesting to have this conflict where gender is kinda brought up in a way (âbecause your husband is making youâ). It kinda plays into the traditional idea of like men are the breadwinners and the family has to move with them regardless of what they actually want. And this episode kinda like deconstructs that and says âno, itâs not always about the job or money, itâs also sometimes about connections and emotional attachment.â And Iâm not saying that you should never move or whatever, but really weigh your options. I just thought that it was interesting that this episode kinda touched on that.
So yeah thatâs kinda the main thoughts I had on this episode if you made it this far thank you for reading my rambles and have a good one!
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One Step at a Time
 Mina is an idol, a princess, and an enigma. She was a star that burned brightly in the sky but always just out of your reach. She was a beauty like none other, like an angel who had descended onto Earth. She was your best friend, with whom you shared everythingâeverything except the one secret you kept hidden because you were scared of ruining the friendship you cherished the most.
âMina, we need to leave soon. The music video shoot will start in a bit,â you reminded her as you finished packing some necessities.
Mina emerged from her room, her radiant smile lighting up the space. âYes! Just one sec, I need to grab my Switch from the console,â she said, heading to the TV.
You watched her with a mixture of admiration and longing. She was effortlessly graceful, her every movement a dance, every glance a spark of life. Being her manager had its challenges, but the hardest part was hiding your feelings. You admired her from afar, cherishing every moment you spent together, yet always mindful of the line you couldnât cross.
As Mina gathered her things, you took a deep breath, steadying yourself for another day of keeping your emotions in check. You loved her dearly, more than she could ever know. The way her eyes sparkled with excitement, her laugh that could brighten the darkest day, her unwavering dedication to her craftâevery aspect of her drew you in deeper.
Your mind drifted back to the countless nights youâd spent talking about dreams, fears, and everything in between. She was your confidante, your muse, your everything. But you were just her manager, her best friend, the one who was always there but never close enough.
âGot it! Letâs go,â Mina called out, breaking your reverie. She flashed you a smile, and your heart ached with the weight of your unspoken words.
As you made your way to the car, you stole glances at her, committing every detail to memory. The way her hair caught the light, the subtle scent of her perfume, the way her eyes twinkled with anticipation. Each detail was a precious fragment of the person you loved but could never claim.
âHow are you feeling today? Are you ready for the shoot?â you asked, occasionally stealing glances at Mina through the rearview mirror.
âYes! Thanks to you I got some much-needed rest. If you hadnât taken my Switch, I might have ended up playing the entire night,â Mina said with a playful smile.
You chuckled. âWell, someone has to look out for you. You know how you get with those games.â
âI do, I do. And youâre always there to keep me in check,â she replied, her tone affectionate. âI donât know what Iâd do without you.â
You felt a pang in your chest but kept your voice light. âProbably pull a few all-nighters and show up to shoots with panda eyes.â
Mina laughed, the sound like music to your ears. âTrue! And then youâd have to deal with a grumpy, sleep-deprived me. Not a pretty sight.â
âHey, Iâve seen you at your worst, and you still look like an angel,â you said before you could stop yourself.
She blushed slightly, looking out the window. âYouâre too kind. Really.â
There was a comfortable silence for a moment, filled with the hum of the car and the city sounds outside. You took a deep breath, feeling the weight of your unspoken feelings settle back into place.
âSo, whatâs on the agenda for todayâs shoot?â she asked, changing the subject.
âItâs the final scenes for the music video. Lots of choreography, some close-ups. The director wants to capture that âethereal princessâ vibe you do so well,â you explained.
Mina nodded, her excitement palpable. âI love those kinds of shoots. Theyâre always so magical.â
âAnd you make it look effortless,â you added, your admiration clear.
She glanced at you through the mirror, her eyes soft. âI have a good team behind me. Especially you.â
Your heart swelled with emotion. âJust doing my job.â
âMore than just your job,â she said quietly. âYouâre always there for me, in ways I canât even begin to describe.â
You swallowed hard, the intensity of your feelings threatening to spill over. âThatâs what friends are for, right?â
âRight,â she echoed, her voice filled with something you couldnât quite place.
*****
The shoot went smoothly, finishing no later than late afternoon, much faster than scheduled due to Minaâs professionalism.
âGood work, Mina! You were amazing out there!â you complimented her.
âThank you! Iâm so tired,â Mina said, walking toward you to grab the drink you were holding.
âSo, what else is on the schedule for today?â she asked, sipping her drink.
âYou have group practice coming up later this evening, and by 8 p.m., you should be done and free to go home,â you informed her.
âYay! I canât believe Iâm getting out so early today!â Mina cheered.
******
Later, you drove her to the JYP Entertainment building. Mina was in high spirits, humming along to the radio as you navigated through the city traffic. Upon arriving, she waved at a few familiar faces and headed towards the practice rooms.
As you walked down the hallway, Mina spotted Hyunjin from Stray Kids. He was leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone. When he saw Mina, his face lit up with a warm smile.
âNoona! Great to see you,â Hyunjin greeted, straightening up.
âHey, Hyunjin! Itâs been a while,â Mina replied, returning the smile.
The two of them chatted for a bit, catching up on their busy schedules. You watched them interact, noting the easy camaraderie between them. They laughed and teased each other, the conversation flowing naturally. At one point, Hyunjin playfully ruffled Minaâs hair, and she swatted his hand away, giggling.
âYouâre always messing up my hair,â she complained, but her tone was light and affectionate.
âJust keeping you on your toes,â Hyunjin teased back.
The moment was sweet, a reminder of the strong bonds formed within the industry. You felt a pang of jealousy but quickly brushed it aside. Minaâs happiness was what mattered most.
âIâve got to head to group practice now,â Mina said, glancing at the time. âCatch you later, Hyunjin!â
âGood luck!â Hyunjin called out as she turned to leave.
Mina walked over to you, her smile still lingering from the interaction. âReady?â she asked.
âReady,â you replied, leading her to the practice room.
Inside, the other members were already warming up. Mina joined them, her focus shifting seamlessly to the task at hand. You watched from the sidelines, admiring her dedication and skill. She moved with a grace that was both powerful and effortless, her presence commanding the room.
As practice continued, you kept an eye on the time, making sure everything stayed on schedule. Minaâs energy never wavered, her passion for performing evident in every move. You felt a swell of pride, knowing that you played a small part in supporting her journey.
When the clock struck 8 p.m., practice wrapped up. The group exchanged a few words of encouragement before heading out. Mina approached you, her face flushed with exertion but glowing with satisfaction.
âAll done for the day,â she said, a hint of relief in her voice.
âGreat job today, Mina. You were incredible,â you praised.
âThanks to you,â she replied softly.
You smiled, your heart full. âReady to go home?â
âYou go on and head home, Hyunjin wanted to grab some food so I am going to meet with him and have him drop me home,â Mina saysÂ
Hearing Minaâs gratitude made your heart swell, but it also brought a sharp pang of longing. A part of you wanted to stop her from going, to hold her back and keep her close, but you knew you had no right to do that. Being powerless in this situation, you could do nothing but nod and say, âOkay, good night, be careful!â
She gave you a warm smile. âGood night. See you tomorrow!â
You watched her walk away, every step pulling her further from you. The ache in your chest grew, but you forced a smile, hiding the turmoil within.
After Mina left, you made your way to your office to pack up. The room felt emptier than usual, the silence almost suffocating. You gathered your things, trying to focus on the tasks at hand, but your mind kept drifting back to Mina. The image of her smiling face, and her gentle words, lingered in your thoughts, a bittersweet reminder of what you could never have.
As you headed home, you took a detour through the parking lot. Thatâs when you saw themâMina and Hyunjin. They were standing by his car, talking animatedly. Then, to your dismay, Hyunjin pulled her into a hug. She hugged him back, her expression relaxed and happy.
A wave of jealousy crashed over you, raw and intense. You gripped the steering wheel, your knuckles turning white. The helplessness you felt was overwhelming, the realization that you had no place at that moment, no right to feel this way, cutting deep.
Mina and Hyunjin broke apart, and she got into his car. You watched as they drove away, the taillights disappearing into the night. The sense of loss was almost tangible, a hollow ache that settled in your chest.
When you finally arrived home, the emptiness of your apartment felt even more pronounced. You dropped your bag by the door and sank onto the couch, staring at the ceiling. The events of the evening played over and over in your mind, each memory tinged with longing and regret.
You closed your eyes, trying to push away the thoughts, but they persisted. The sight of Mina and Hyunjin together, the easy affection between themâit was a stark reminder of everything you couldnât have. The love you felt for her, unspoken and unrequited, weighed heavily on your heart.
Reaching for your phone, you scrolled through the photos you had taken during the shoot. Each picture was a testament to Minaâs beauty and talent, but also a painful reminder of the distance between you. You lingered on one photo, in particular, a candid shot of her laughing. It was a moment of pure joy, unguarded and real. You wished you could be the one to make her laugh like that, to share in her happiness in a way that went beyond friendship.
But you knew it was a dream, a fantasy that would never come true. Loving Mina from afar was all you had, and it had to be enough. You had to accept that.
******
This was the last music show Twice would be on for this comeback. The comeback had gone exceptionally well, with the group winning numerous awards. After this final performance, all the members were given some well-deserved free time to relax and enjoy themselves. As everyone waited in the dressing room, the atmosphere was filled with laughter and excitement.
You were busy making sure everything was in order when Hyunjin appeared at the door, carrying bags of food and drinks. He wore a bright smile, his presence immediately lifting the already jubilant mood.
âHey everyone! I brought some snacks and drinks to celebrate your amazing comeback!â Hyunjin announced, his voice full of enthusiasm.
The members of Twice cheered, grateful for the thoughtful gesture. âHyunjin! Thank you so much!â they chorused, crowding around him to take the treats.
You watched as Hyunjin handed out the food and drinks, your eyes inevitably drawn to Mina. She accepted a drink with a grateful smile, and then, to your dismay, Hyunjin made a beeline for her. They began chatting animatedly, their laughter filling the room.
You tried to focus on your tasks, but your attention kept drifting back to them. The way Hyunjin leaned in slightly when he spoke, the way Minaâs eyes sparkled with genuine happinessâeach detail stoked the fire of jealousy burning in your chest.
From the corner of your eye, you saw Mina gently touch Hyunjinâs arm, her gesture full of warmth and familiarity. It was a small act of affection, but it cut deeply. You felt powerless, standing there with your heart aching and your mind racing.
Trying to shake off the feelings, you busied yourself with organizing the room, making sure everyone had what they needed. But the image of Mina and Hyunjin together was seared into your mind.
Finally, you stepped outside for a moment, needing some air. The hallway was quieter, offering a brief respite from the whirlwind of emotions. You leaned against the wall, closing your eyes and taking deep breaths.
******
It had been two weeks since the holidays started, and as of today, it was the eighth time you were driving Mina to meet with Hyunjin. Each time hurt just as much as the first, and you had finally decided that this would be the last. You had asked to be transferred to a different department, and today you would tell Mina about it.
The drive was quiet, the air filled with unspoken tension. You stole a glance at Mina, who was looking out the window, a small smile playing on her lips. It made your heart ache, knowing this was the last time youâd be doing this.
When you arrived at the cafĂ© where Hyunjin was waiting, you parked the car and turned to Mina. âMina, can we talk for a moment before you go in?â
She looked at you, her smile fading slightly. âSure, whatâs up?â
You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. âIâve asked to be transferred to a different department.â
Minaâs eyes widened in surprise. âWhat? Why?â
You forced a smile, trying to keep your voice even. âI think itâs time for a change. Iâve been with you and the group for a long time, and I feel like itâs time to explore new opportunities within the company.â
âBut⊠I need you,â Mina said softly, her eyes searching yours. âYouâve always been there for me. I donât know what Iâd do without you.â
Your heart clenched at her words, but you pushed forward. âYouâll be fine, Mina. Youâre strong and talented, and you have a great team to support you. Itâs not like Iâll be gone completely; Iâll just be in a different department.â
She looked down, her fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag. âI guess⊠I just didnât expect this. It feels sudden.â
âI know,â you said gently. âBut Iâve been thinking about it for a while. Itâs not an easy decision, but I believe itâs the right one for both of us.â
Mina took a deep breath and nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. âIf this is what you want, then I wonât stop you. But Iâll miss you. A lot.â
You smiled, trying to hide your pain. âIâll miss you too, Mina. More than you know. But this isnât goodbye forever. Weâll still see each other around.â
She reached out and took your hand, squeezing it tightly. âPromise me youâll take care of yourself. And if you ever need anything, youâll let me know?â
âI promise,â you said, squeezing her hand back. âYou take care of yourself too. And keep being the amazing person you are.â
Mina nodded, her grip on your hand lingering for a moment before she let go. âI should go. Hyunjinâs waiting.â
You nodded, watching as she got out of the car and walked towards the café. As she greeted Hyunjin with a warm smile and a hug, you felt the familiar pang of jealousy and heartache. But you knew this was the right decision, for both of you.
******Â
The next few weeks had been the worst. No matter what you did, you always thought about Mina, missing her laugh and her silly conversations. You knew it was for the best to avoid her because you needed to get over your feelings for her. So you drowned yourself in work, starting a new project on the production team for a new music video. All you did was eat, work, and sleep, not going out or even meeting with any of your friends.
One night, just as you were about to sleep, the doorbell rang. To your surprise, it was Jihyo. She was one of the other members you were close to.
âHey, what is this Iâm hearing? Are you no longer Minaâs manager?â she questioned.
âYeah, itâs been a few weeks since I was transferred. Did she not tell you?â you replied coldly, not wanting to continue the conversation.
âShe did, but the reason you gave her makes absolutely no sense. I know you, and you would never leave Mina, no matter how bored you got with the work. Otherwise, you would have never been her manager. So tell me, what is the real reason you left?â Jihyo asked her tone firm yet concerned.
You sighed, feeling the weight of your emotions pressing down on you. âJihyo, itâs complicated. I... I have feelings for Mina. And it was getting too hard to be around her, especially when sheâs spending so much time with Hyunjin.â
Jihyoâs eyes softened with understanding. âOh, I see. But from what I can see I donât think they are dating. Heâs been supportive during her comeback, but I donât think thereâs anything more than that.â
You shook your head, the pain still fresh. âIt doesnât matter. I needed to distance myself. It was too painful watching them together, even if they were just friends. I couldnât keep pretending everything was fine.â
Jihyo looked at you thoughtfully. âI get it. But you know, Mina misses you. Sheâs been asking about you a lot. She doesnât understand why you left so suddenly.â
âSheâll be fine, Jihyo. She has you and the rest of the group to support her,â you said, trying to convince yourself as much as her.
Jihyo sighed. âYouâre right, but itâs not the same. You were always there for her, more than just a manager. She needs you, even if she doesnât realize it.â
âI appreciate you coming here, Jihyo, but Iâve made my decision. I canât go back. Itâs too much,â you said, your voice filled with resignation.
Jihyo nodded slowly, seeing the determination in your eyes. âAlright. But if you ever change your mind, know that weâre here for you. And if you need to talk, about anything, Iâm here.â
âThanks, Jihyo. It means a lot,â you replied, feeling a small sense of relief from her understanding.
After Jihyo left, you thought a lot about what she said and how much you missed all the other girls. Realizing how your decision had affected not just Mina but also the rest of the members with whom you were close, you began to reconsider. Though you were busy with work, the occasional messages from them reminded you of the bond you shared.
A few months passed since your conversation with Jihyo. After the shooting of the music video and the comeback schedule finished, you were promoted to the head manager of Twice. It wasn't something you were particularly excited about, but the significant pay rise made it an offer you couldn't refuse. Still, you knew it was going to be challenging.
Not long after your promotion, you found out that Mina was dating Hyunjin. The news hit you hard, but you chose to ignore it and focused on your work. It was painful, but you buried yourself in your new responsibilities, determined to make the best of the situation.
Despite your busy schedule, you found solace in spending time with Jihyo. Whenever the two of you had free time, you would hang out and talk about various things, with golf being a frequent topic of conversation. Jihyo had insisted you try it, and to your surprise, you found it quite enjoyable.
One afternoon, after a particularly long day, Jihyo invited you to the driving range. "Come on, you need a break. Letâs hit some balls and unwind," she said, her tone light and encouraging.
You smiled, grateful for her persistence. "Alright, Jihyo. Lead the way."
As you both practiced your swings, the conversation flowed easily. Jihyoâs laughter and positive energy were infectious, helping you forget your troubles, even if just for a little while.
"So, how are you holding up with all the new responsibilities?" Jihyo asked, adjusting her stance.
"It's been a lot, but I'm managing," you replied, taking a swing. "I just try to stay focused on the work and not think too much about... other things."
Jihyo nodded, understanding. "I know itâs tough, but youâre doing great. We all appreciate everything you do for us."
Her words brought warmth to your heart. "Thanks, Jihyo. That means a lot."
As the sun began to set, you both sat down on a bench, enjoying the peaceful evening. "You know," Jihyo said thoughtfully, "I'm really glad weâve been spending more time together. Itâs nice having someone to talk to about things outside of work."
You nodded in agreement. "Yeah, itâs been good for me too. Iâve needed the distraction."
Jihyo smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Well, anytime you need to vent or just hang out, Iâm here. Weâre all in this together, right?"
"Right," you agreed, feeling a sense of camaraderie and support that you hadnât felt in a long time.
*******
Walking through the halls after taking a few printouts, you were suddenly pulled into a room. "Oh my god! What the fuck?" you screamed out of surprise.
It was even more shocking because it was Mina, who you hadnât spoken to about anything other than work since you came back as the head manager. âOh Mina, what happened? Is anything wrong?â you asked, trying to be professional despite your racing heart.
Minaâs eyes flashed with a mixture of emotions. âWhatâs wrong? You tell me! Ever since you came back, youâve been avoiding me. You spend all your time with Jihyo now. Whatâs going on?â
You took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. âMina, itâs not like that. Iâm just trying to do my job andââ
âDo your job? You barely even look at me anymore! We used to be so close, and now itâs like I donât even exist to you unless itâs about work,â she interrupted, her voice rising.
âMina, please understand. I needed some distance. Itâs not personal,â you explained, your voice gentle but firm.
âNot personal? It feels pretty personal to me!â she shot back, her frustration clear. âI see you laughing and talking with Jihyo all the time. Why canât you be like that with me?â
You sighed, struggling to find the right words. âMina, itâs complicated. You have Hyunjin now, and Iââ
Mina cut you off, her eyes narrowing. âWhat does Hyunjin have to do with this? This is about us. Our friendship.â
Before you could respond, she stepped closer, her eyes searching yours. âI miss you. I miss us,â she whispered, her voice breaking slightly.
Your heart ached at her words, but you knew you had to stay strong. âMina, you have no idea how much Iâve missed you too. But things are different now.â
Her eyes filled with a mixture of desperation and determination. âWhy canât we go back to the way things were?â
As you tried to explain, she suddenly leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a brief, impulsive kiss. Shocked, you gently pushed her away, your heart pounding. âMina, you canât do this. Youâre with Hyunjin.â
Mina stepped back, her face a mask of confusion and hurt. âIâI donât know what came over me. Iâm sorry.â
You took a deep breath, trying to steady your emotions. âItâs okay, but we canât do this. You need to figure out what you want.â
Mina nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. âI just⊠I donât understand why this is happening. I donât want to lose you.â
âYouâre not losing me, Mina. Iâm still here, just in a different way,â you said softly. âBut you need to be honest with yourself and with Hyunjin.â
She wiped her eyes, trying to compose herself. âYouâre right. Iâm sorry for putting you in this position.âÂ
She left you alone in the room, and you collapsed to the ground. Kissing Mina was something you had always dreamed about, but somehow this wasnât how you wanted it to be. It was overwhelming because you wanted nothing more than to give in to your desire, kiss her, and enjoy every single second of it. You wanted to hold her close and never let her go, but you knew this was something impulsive. Mina was confused, and at the end of the day, she would go back to her boyfriend.
Sitting there on the cold floor, you buried your face in your hands, trying to calm your racing heart. The weight of the situation bore down on you, and the reality of your feelings hit you harder than ever before.
After a few moments, you managed to pull yourself together and stood up, taking a deep breath. You knew you had to stay focused and professional, even if it felt like your heart was breaking.
As you walked back to your office, your mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The memory of her lips on yours was vivid, but you pushed it aside, knowing that dwelling on it would only make things worse. You had a job to do, and you needed to be strong.
Over the next few days, she kept her distance from you. You coordinated schedules, managed logistics, and ensured everything ran smoothly for Twiceâs upcoming projects. The busyness helped to distract you, but it couldn't erase the ache in your chest.
During one of your breaks, you found yourself sitting with Jihyo in the practice room. She noticed the tired look in your eyes and gave you a concerned glance. âYou okay? You seem a bit off lately.â
You forced a smile, not wanting to burden her with your troubles. âJust a lot on my mind, thatâs all.â
Jihyo raised an eyebrow. âDoes this have anything to do with Mina?â
Her perceptiveness caught you off guard, and you sighed, unable to hide the truth from her. âYeah, we had a bit of a... moment the other day. Itâs complicated.â
Jihyo frowned, leaning closer. âWhat happened?â
You hesitated but then decided to share. âShe kissed me. It was impulsive, and I know sheâs confused. I had to push her away because she was with Hyunjin. But itâs been eating me up inside.â
Jihyoâs expression softened with understanding. âThatâs tough. But you did the right thing. She needs to figure out her feelings, and you canât let yourself get caught up in that mess.â
âI know,â you said, your voice heavy with resignation. âBut it doesnât make it any easier.â
Jihyo reached out and squeezed your hand. âHang in there. Focus on the positive things, like our golf sessions. Youâve been improving a lot, you know.â
You chuckled and she hugged you, appreciating her attempt to lighten the mood. âThanks, Jihyo. It means a lot to me to know that I haveÂ
Jihyo smiled warmly. âAnd remember, youâre not alone. Weâre all here for you. Donât be afraid to lean on us when you need to.âÂ
You didnât let go of Jihyo for a few minutes because it felt calming, but that wasnât the best idea. Mina walked into the room and saw it, her face contorting with fury. Not caring about anything else, Mina stormed towards you, grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the door. Her grip was tight, her nails digging into your skin.
âMina, stop! Where are you taking him?â Jihyo screamed, panic in her voice.
âJihyo, stay out of this!â Mina screamed back, her voice echoing through the room. It was rare to hear Mina that loud, and Jihyo, shocked, decided to let you both figure it out yourselves.
Mina dragged you into an empty room down the hall, slamming the door shut behind her. She let go of your hand, and you rubbed the red marks left by her nails. "Mina, what the hell? What's going on?" you demanded, trying to keep your anger in check.
"What's going on?" Mina shot back, her eyes blazing. "You tell me! I walk in, and I see you all cozy with Jihyo. What am I supposed to think?"
"Mina, Jihyo was just trying to comfort me," you said, trying to keep your voice calm. "We're friends. That's all."
"Friends? You think I don't see what's going on?" she yelled, her voice breaking. "Youâve been avoiding me, spending all your time with Jihyo. Do you know how that makes me feel?"
"How it makes you feel?" you echoed incredulously. "Mina, you're the one who kissed me and then went back to Hyunjin like nothing happened! How do you think I feel?"
She flinched at your words, tears welling up in her eyes. "I... I don't know. I was confused. I still am. But seeing you with her... it hurts."
You took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Mina, Iâve been trying to deal with my feelings. Itâs hard seeing you with Hyunjin, knowing I can't be with you the way I want to be. But that doesnât mean I donât care about you."
She stepped closer, her voice trembling. "I miss you. I miss us. I don't know what to do with these feelings, but I canât stand seeing you with someone else."
You felt a pang of guilt and longing, but you knew you had to stay strong. "Mina, you need to figure out what you want. You canât keep doing this to yourself, to Hyunjin, or me. It's not fair to any of us."
She looked down, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. "I know. Iâm sorry. Iâm so sorry."
You reached out, gently lifting her chin so she could meet your gaze. "Itâs okay to be confused, Mina. But you need to be honest with yourself and with Hyunjin. Only then can we figure out what comes next."
She nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I will. I promise."
It was an improvement because there was some hope for you and Mina, as she was feeling something similar to what you were! But it was still confusing, and you needed time to think, especially after all that had just happened. You called in sick and left the set immediately, deciding to grab a drink to cool down a little.
You found a quiet bar a few blocks away and took a seat in a dimly lit corner. The bartender approached, and you ordered a drink, hoping it would help settle your racing thoughts. As you took your first sip, the events of the past few weeks replayed in your mind. The kiss, Minaâs outburst, the tension, and the hope of something moreâit was all too much to process.
The bar was relatively empty, the low hum of conversations and soft music providing a comforting backdrop. You nursed your drink, trying to make sense of your feelings. Mina's confession had given you hope, but her confusion and the reality of her relationship with Hyunjin kept you grounded.
After a couple of drinks, you went home and eventually crashed.
It was the weekend, and you had no plans whatsoever. Planning to drown yourself in alcohol and play games the entire day, you settled into a routine of indulgence and distraction. Eventually, you fell asleep again in front of the TV, watching some stupid videos. You were woken up by a sudden knock on the door. Groggily walking to the door, disheveled, you opened it to find none other than the one woman in this entire world you were trying to avoid.
âMina.â
She stood there, looking almost as disheveled as you felt, her eyes wide and filled with a mixture of determination and hesitation. "Hey," she said softly, biting her lower lip.
"Hey," you replied, unable to hide your surprise and confusion. "What are you doing here?"
"I needed to see you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Can I come in?"
You hesitated for a moment, but then stepped aside, letting her enter. The room was a mess, a testament to your recent attempts at distraction, and Mina took it all in with a concerned glance.
"I didnât know where else to go," she admitted, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. "Iâve been thinking a lot about what we talked about. About us."
You ran a hand through your hair, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep and the fog of alcohol. "Mina, I donât know if this is the best time..."
"I know," she interrupted, her eyes pleading. "But I can't keep avoiding this. Avoiding you. We need to talk."
You sighed, gesturing for her to sit down. "Okay, letâs talk."Â
Just as you were about to turn around to get her some water, she grabbed you and pulled you into a kiss and yet again you pushed her away.Â
âMINA!â You screamed.Â
"I ended things with Hyunjin," she began, her voice steady but her eyes filled with emotion. "It wasnât fair to him, and it wasnât fair to you. I needed to be honest with myself and with you."
Your heart raced at her words, a mix of hope and fear swirling inside you. "Mina, thatâs a big step. But where does that leave us?"
"I donât know," she admitted, her voice trembling. "All I know is that I miss you. I miss us. And I canât stand the thought of losing you."
You looked into her eyes, seeing the sincerity and vulnerability there. "I miss you too, Mina. But this is complicated. We canât just pretend everythingâs okay."
âFuck complicated! I need you right now. Those kisses are so intoxicating, it's like a drug, and I canât live without it,â Mina said, already frustrated. You could see she was trying to hold back as much as you were.
You could no longer hold back either and finally gave in, pulling Mina into you and kissing her. The kiss was so passionate, tongues dancing. Her hands freely explored your body while yours did the same, tracing every curve and line, memorizing the feeling of her against you.
"Mina," you murmured against her lips, the word a mix of desire and need.
She responded by pressing closer, deepening the kiss, her fingers tangling in your hair. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you, lost in the intensity of the moment. You could feel her heartbeat, rapid and strong, matching your own.
As your hands roamed, exploring every inch of each other, you felt a surge of emotions. Desire, yes, but also love and longing, things you had tried to suppress for so long. You broke the kiss, both of you panting, eyes locked.
"Mina, are you sure?" you asked, needing to know she wanted this as much as you did, despite the complications.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice breathless but certain. "I've never been more sure of anything."
You pulled her back into another kiss, this one slower, more deliberate, savoring each second. The tension between you, built up over months, finally found release in the shared intimacy. It was like nothing else mattered but the two of you, here and now.
You carried her to the couch, your movements urgent but careful, laying her down gently. She looked up at you, her eyes dark with desire and trust. "I've wanted this for so long," she confessed, her voice soft.
"Me too," you admitted, leaning down to kiss her again, your hands exploring the soft skin beneath her shirt, skin as smooth as silk. She fit so perfectly in your hand.Â
Your hands sneak underneath her bra, playing with her boobs, her nipples hard as a rock causing her to moan. The bra was a disturbance so you unclasp it and take it off Mina.Â
âMina you are so fucking perfect. You donât know just how happy I am right now,â you say. Not able to contain your excitement, you bite Minaâs neck you knew it would leave a mark but you didnât care because right now she belonged to you and no one else.Â
âNgh! Y/N slow down, itâs going to leave a mark,â Mina says as she tries to push you away.Â
Pulling away from Mina you look into her eyes and say âThatâs what I want. I want everyone to know that you belong to me now.â
Minaâs face turned red, âhey! Donât say that,â Mina said as she buried her face in her hands.Â
âAlright, I will do it somewhere no one can see then,â you say before you begin nibbling just above Minaâs right breast. Minaâs breasts must have been a sensitive spot for her because as you nibbled on her breast, you could hear her moan and her grip on your head tighten.Â
To ensure that Minaâs other breast is equally attended, use your hand to play with the nipple. After giving her boobs the appreciation they deserved, you began to place kisses all over her body, memorizing every inch of her perfect body. She had a few moles on her body and you placed kisses on them multiple times before moving on. Minaâs moans echoed through the room as you worshipped her body. Once you reached her pants you looked up at Mina, asking for permission and she nodded, but before you took off her pants you said, âIf we are going to do this then I would rather have my first time with you on a proper bed.â
Grabbing Minaâs hand you pull her with you to the room, once you are inside, you kneel in front of her. Pulling her pants down along with her panties, placing kisses on her thighs near her but not touching it.Â
The pants now discarded, Mina stood in your room naked, a scene that you never thought would become reality. Taking one of Minaâs legs you place it on your shoulder, her wet pussy on full display for you.Â
âD-donât stare,â Mina says, shy from how vulnerable she is.Â
âArtwork such as this needs to be admired, baby,â you say, not noticing the endearment you had just used. Not wanting to keep her waiting, you dive into her pussy, licking it. Her pussy was delicious, something that you would never get tired of eating.Â
Mina grabbed your hair, trying to keep her balance and not fall. Her moans get louder every second. The pleasure slowly took over her brain, her pussy throbbed around your fingers every time you flicked her clit.Â
âCUMMINGG!â Mina screamed before squirting all over your face. Her balance was completely lost, she was leaning completely on your body and was able to stand with some help from the bed frame.Â
But that balance soon gave in and she ended up falling onto the bed, recovering from her orgasm, still panting and shaking. You joined her on the bed, lying down next to her, waiting for her to come back to reality.Â
âFuck, This is the first time, I came that hard,â Mina says, after coming down from the high.Â
âMy turn now,â Mina says before getting up to undo your pants and get rid of them. She slowly pulls down your underwear and your dick pops out and hits Mina in the face.Â
âSomeoneâs eager,â Mina says, grabbing your cock she starts to stroke it, slowly using her spit as the lube. After stroking it for a few seconds, she took your cock in her mouth. It was warm and just as perfect as you imagined it would be.
Mina began bobbing her head, trying her best to take more of your cock, she was struggling to take your entire length but you didnât mind because the way she looked at you made you go feral, her look was that of someone wanting praise.Â
âFuck! Mina, I want to fuck your mouth so badly,â you said, doing your best to hold back and not scare her away.Â
Mina pulls your cock out of her mouth, panting and coughing from how much she was pushing herself. âDo it the, fuck my face please, I want to make you cum the same way that you did to me,â Mina said, looking up at you with those captivating eyes, begging to be used for your pleasure and who were you to say no.Â
She slowly puts your cock back into her mouth and begins bobbing and pushing herself as deep as she could. Grabbing the back of her head, you push her head further into your body until her nose touches your pelvis bone, Mina gagged a little but she didnât resist.Â
You pulled it out a little before you started pounding her face, âFuck, Iâm going to cum!â you groaned before pushing Minaâs head down your dick and releasing all your cum down her throat.
After you stopped cumming, Mina swallowed up all your cum, without any complaints at all.Â
You watched as Mina walked to the washroom, to clean up a little, her as swaying from one side to the other. With every step her ass cheeks bouncing. This turned you on a lot more than you thought it would.Â
As soon as Mina came back you pushed her onto the bed and got on top of her, pinning both her hands above her head.Â
âHow are you so fucking gorgeous? It's driving me crazy,â You say to Mina, looking deep into her eyes. They soften at your compliment, it wasnât just out of lust but out of pure admiration for her and she knew it.Â
âI could ask you the same thing, how is it possible that you donât have women dying for you because I would do anything to be with you,â Mina says.Â
Closing the distance, her breath touching your skin, âThen prove it to me!âÂ
Mina closes the distance between you, lips touching and moving in harmony. âEnough, please fuck me, I have wanted this for so long, I canât wait anymore,â Mina says, you can hear how desperate she is.Â
âNor can I baby,â you say before positioning your cock at Minaâs entrance, slapping and teasing it. Her wet pussy juice sticking to your cock.
âStop teasing and put it in,â Mina whined and you obliged, slowly pushing your tip into her, god was she tight, she was gripping onto your tip so hard. You continue to push into her slowly but stop all when you hear Mina scream.
You start to pull out a little because you donât want to hurt Mina, âNo!! Keep going please, just slowly,â Mina says as she grips your arms.Â
âBaby, you need to relax, you are too tense and that's why itâs hurting you,â You say to Mina before leaning in to kiss her.Â
Minaâs focused on the kiss, tongue in your mouth, taking this opportunity, you push into her again slowlyÂ
âHGNHâ Mina groaned again but she relaxed, focusing more on the kiss.Â
Once you were in her completely you stayed still allowing her to adjust and not wanting to hurt her. After a minute or so Mina pulls away from the kiss and says,â You can move now,âÂ
You begin to move slowly in the beginning. You tried different angles to find Minaâs most sensitive spot. Moans filled the room, louder every time you hit a certain spot. Pleasure building up Mina wanted more,
âHarder, you can go harder,â Mina managed to say in between her moans. Obliging with her commands your thrusts get harder. It was truly a sight to take in, Minaâs tits bouncing out of control, her moans loud enough to be heard by your neighbors, and the most erotic expression on her face.Â
âAhh fuck! Keep going! Oh my fucking god,â All sorts of obscenities were coming out of Minaâs mouth, her elegant image was being destroyed and you were the reason for it.Â
You couldnât hold on much longer but you didnât want it to end. Without pulling out, you picked Mina up, holding her in your arms as you continued to pound her. Your dick now hitting much deeper.Â
âOh fuck! Keep going, I need you so badly!â Mina moaned as her hands gripped onto your back, nails digging in, and her legs on your hands as you thrust into her. Â
After thrusting into Minaâs tight pussy for many minutes, âCUMMING!â Mina screams as she squirts all over your cock. Your dick slips out of her and is now coated with her liquid.Â
Soon recovering from her orgasm still in your arms she whispers something that you didnât expect to hear. âLet me ride you,âÂ
It was a shocking suggestion but one that you welcomed. You set her down on the bed and join her on the bed, She is now sitting on you, her legs on each side of your body. Her pussy lips are right above your cock.Â
Not wasting much time, Mina pushes your cock into her, it wasnât that hard as now she was a little more relaxed once it was fully in she began bouncing on it like no tomorrow. She was amazing, it was like nothing you had ever felt, the way she moved was immaculate.Â
Mina leans down to kiss you as she continues to ride your cock. Given how much her pussy was throbbing it wouldnât be much longer before she was cumming all over your cock again.Â
You grab a hold of her ass and push her down harsher, it takes her by surprise causing her to yelp. You were thrusting into Minaâs G-spot causing her to scream in pleasure. The room was filled with nothing but the sound of skin slapping and the profanities that came out of Minaâs mouth.Â
âFuck, Iâm cumming, Iâm cumming,â Mina warned this time before she orgasmed all over your cock again but this time you didnât stop.Â
âF-fuck.. I canât- âs too much,â Mina cried, tears staining her pretty cheeks as you continued to thrust into her even though she just came
 âFuck, fuck, fuck,â Mina cried, a clear stream of liquid gushing out from her pussy
âThere we go, thatâs a good fucking girl,â you praised, thrusts getting sloppier as you approached your second orgasm. âGod baby, youâre gripping me so hard. Gonna cum in that tight little pussy okay?âÂ
Minaâs head was so empty, nodding absentmindedly as her eyes threatened to close shut. âFuckâ you groaned loudly, bottoming out inside her and allowing your seed to fill you up. Some of it dripped down your thigh as he pulled out.
Mina was panting hard in an attempt to catch your breath, the body still spasming as you let her fall limp against your chest. âyouâre a meanie,â Mina pouted tiredly, feeling your pussy flutter at the newfound emptiness.
âI know I am baby, but you did so good, took it so wellâ you chuckled, gripping the flesh of her ass as you kissed softly down the delicate skin on her neck.
After both of you came down from the high of your orgasms, you finally realized what just happened and how big this was.Â
âMina, this means that we are dating, right? Because I donât think I could ever face you as anything but your boyfriend after what we just did,â you said, your voice trembling slightly with the weight of your words.
Mina looked up at you, her eyes softening as she took in the seriousness of your expression. She reached out, cupping your face in her hands, and smiled. "Yes, it does. I want us to be together. Iâve wanted it for a long time."
Relief and joy flooded through you, and you leaned down to kiss her again, this time with a sense of certainty and commitment. The kiss was tender, full of promises for the future.
The next morning, you woke up with Mina in your arms, her presence a comforting warmth against your side. The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Mina stirred, blinking sleepily as she looked up at you.
"Good morning," she whispered, her voice still husky with sleep.
"Good morning," you replied, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "How are you feeling?"
"Happy," she said simply, snuggling closer. "And a little scared, but mostly happy."
You nodded, understanding the mix of emotions. "Me too. But weâll figure it out, together."
She smiled, her fingers tracing patterns on your chest. "Yes, together."
The weeks that followed were a whirlwind of adjustments. You had to navigate your new relationship while maintaining professionalism at work. There were moments of awkwardness, but also moments of pure bliss as you both found your rhythm.
You and Mina kept your relationship private, sharing it only with those closest to you. Jihyo was ecstatic when she found out, giving you both a knowing smile and a heartfelt hug. The other members were equally supportive, happy to see Mina truly happy.
One evening, after a particularly long day, you and Mina found yourselves on the company rooftop, a favorite spot for a quiet escape. The city lights twinkled below, and the cool breeze provided a perfect backdrop for a heart-to-heart conversation.
"Can you believe how far weâve come?" Mina mused, leaning against you.
"It feels surreal," you admitted, wrapping an arm around her. "But I wouldnât change a thing."
She turned to face you, her expression serious. "I know this wonât always be easy. There will be challenges, both personal and professional. But I want to face them with you."
"We will," you assured her, kissing her forehead. "One step at a time."
As the night grew darker, you both sat there, comfortable in the silence and each other's company, knowing that no matter what came next, you were in it together.
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My Pain Fits in the Palm of Your Freezing Hand
Pairing: Azriel x Reader
Summary: Azriel and Reader are mutually pining for each other, but they donât know it. Reader has been feeling all kinds of insecure lately, and as soon as Azirel figures out whatâs wrong, heâs determined to help her see just how amazing she is.
Based on this request! đ©·
Warnings: body insecurities, a little angst
Word Count: 2.2k Â
Azriel stared at the ceiling in the dark, his wings splayed out beneath him in his gigantic bed at the House of Wind.
His shadows danced around him, seemingly trying to coax him to sleep already, but he couldnât. He hadnât been able to for weeks.Â
There was something going on with you, he could tell. You were being more distant than usual, quieter. Not just with him, but with all of your other friends, too.Â
Attempting to push the worry aside, he instead replayed scenes in his mind of you smiling at him, leaning your shoulder against his, brushing your fingers with his.Â
That had been the one thing that he couldnât stop thinking about. You had never shied away from his scars, had never even looked at them for too long or asked questions. You had always touched him with your soft skin without any hesitation or reservations, right from the beginning.
Maybe he had fallen in love with you right then, that first time your hand brushed against his. He couldnât be sure.Â
It didnât matter, though, not really. You clearly saw him as a friend.Â
That was always the way, wasnât it?
He sighed, squeezing his eyes shut, his concern flooding through him once again.He wasnât sure you had someone to talk to, someone that you could unload your worries on.Â
Of course, he wanted to be that person for you. He just wasnât sure how to get there.Â
It was remarkable really, how he could be so entirely exhausted from the day, yet his mind wouldnât cease whispering to him about you.
At this rate, he would be lucky if he got even an hourâs worth of sleep before the sun came up.Â
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Azriel looked like he hadnât gotten enough sleep. Again.
He was still the most beautiful man alive, obviously. But those bags under his eyes couldnât lie to you as well as the shadowsinger himself could.Â
And you knew it had been a lie when you had asked him if he was okay before Rhysâs inner circle meeting and he had offered you that crooked smile and reassured you that he was. Because Az only loses sleep when something is really bothering him.Â
His eyes settled on you across the table as Rhysand and Cassian bickered about some matter in the mountains. You readjusted your dress, knowing that it wouldnât do anything to actually conceal how uncomfortable you had been feeling in your own skin these days.Â
It had been a nightmare getting dressed this morning, as it had been for weeks. Nothing about you had really changed, but recently you were having a more difficult time accepting that all of your dresses prominently showed your belly, the curves, and rolls that were not in flattering places.Â
Azrielâs eyes tracked the movements of your hands smoothing down your dress and you felt even more self conscious. It was a great effort to stop squirming and keep your hands at your sides, forcing your gaze on Rhysand.
Out of everyone, why did Azriel have to be the observant one who would surely notice how frumpy the dress looked on your body, especially compared to the High Lady at the head of the table? Surely it wouldâve been better to have a massive crush on Cassian, who hardly looked at what anyone was wearing unless it was something revealing.Â
Azriel, though. Azriel noticed everything.Â
The thought was like a pit of dread in your stomach. Surely he knew how you felt about him.Â
It was embarrassing, really. The two of you had become pretty good friends over the last few years, after Rhysand had recruited you into his inner circle.Â
But, the more you got to know him, the stronger your feelings became, the more you withdrew. You didnât want to bother him or annoy with your feelings, with your insecurities, your past. He had enough to deal with on his own, and he didnât need you pestering him.Â
Without you even realizing it, the meeting had drawn to a close, and everyone was standing up, milling around before going about their day.Â
Suddenly Azriel appeared at your side, so close that one of his shadows tickled your arm. âHow are you?â he asked, his eyes boring into yours like he could see straight into your soul.Â
âGood,â you couldnât help but smile in his presence.Â
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the side of his mouth twitched up into half a smile. âLiar,â he murmured.Â
âThose damn shadows,â you scoffed.Â
âI didnât need the shadows to help me out with that one,â he said, tilting his head slightly as he studied your face.Â
You felt your cheeks warm at his closeness, the intensity of his gaze. You needed to change the subject. Quickly. âHow are you?âÂ
His smile grew slightly. âGood.â
âLiar,â you grinned, arching your eyebrow.Â
He snorted before leveling his gaze on you again. âIâll show you mine if you show me yours.â
You hesitated. âItâs⊠a lot. And itâs also a little dumb. All at the same time.â
âSounds like you need someone to talk to,â he said quietly. As he said it, you could have sworn that you saw his fingers flex slightly, like they wanted to reach for you.Â
âYou donât have to worry about my problems,â you said halfheartedly.
âIâll be worrying about them whether or not you tell me,â he murmured.Â
The way he was looking at you, the concern dancing in his eyes⊠it made your knees weak. It also seemed to have made your brain short circuit because thatâs really the only thing that would actually explain the response that came out of your mouth. âOkay. Letâs talk.â
You followed Azriel upstairs, to a sitting room near the bedroom that he frequented in the House of Wind.Â
You werenât sure how you could possibly form the words in a way that would make sense to him, in a way that wouldnât make you seem crazy or foolish.Â
But, he had offered, and he really seemed to care. So you would try. For him, if not for yourself.Â
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You looked nervous as you settled into the armchair across from him, your hands wringing in your lap, your gaze landing anywhere but on Azriel.Â
He couldnât imagine what plagued you so, but he was willing to do whatever it took to make you feel okay again.Â
âSo,â you began, then clamped your mouth shut. Your eyes finally darted up, meeting his. âI donât know how to explain any of it.â
Azriel couldnât stop the quiet laugh that rushed out of him. âDo you want me to go first?â
That seemed to get your attention. You leaned forward, bracing your elbows on your knees. âYes. Why do you look like you havenât been sleeping?â
His brow furrowed in surprise. âYou noticed that?â
You nodded, somewhat bashfully, your cheeks slightly pink. âI just -- Iâve been worried about you.â
Azrielâs heart did a somersault in his chest. His mouth tugged up into a smile. âIâve been worried about you. Thatâs why I havenât been sleeping.â
You blinked. âWhat do you mean?â
His expression softened as he gazed at you. âI care about you. When thereâs something upsetting you, I tend to lose sleep,â he said gently.Â
âYouâŠâ you began, but trailed off. Azriel could practically see the wheels turning in your brain. âYou really care about me that much?â
Azriel blew out a breath. âCauldron, youâre really going to make me spell it out, arenât you?âÂ
Your brow furrowed in confusion, but you remained silent.Â
âI love you,â he murmured, surprising even himself that he finally said it. âIâve loved you for a long time.â
Azriel held his breath as he waited for your response. Finally, you said, âWhy?â
That was not the response he had been hoping for. âWhat do you mean, why?â
You made an exasperated noise, seemingly unable to look at him. âI just donât understand. Iâm awkward and annoying and I look awful in all of my clothes, and no matter what I do, I canât fix the parts of my body that I donât like--â
Azriel ended up right in front of you without even realizing that he had moved. He took both of your hands in his. âHey, stop for a minute,â he said gently, though the way you were talking about yourself had his blood practically boiling. âLook at me.â
Reluctantly, you lifted your gaze to meet his. âYouâre wrong,â he said simply, once your breathing had calmed.Â
âWhat?â you choked out.
âYouâre wrong,â he murmured, rubbing the backs of your knuckles with his scarred thumbs. âI canât think of anybody less annoying than you. I always want to be around you. Always,â he smiled, leaning closer to you conspiratorially. âAnd you know what else?â
You stayed silent, your lips slightly parted. Heat rushed through his body as he leaned closer still, bringing his mouth to your ear. âYouâre beautiful. Breathtaking, actually.â
That was when you took a step back, pulling your hands from his. Azrielâs heart sank. âYou donât have to do that,â you said sadly.
âYou donât believe me?â Azriel asked. He couldnât understand it. Why couldnât you see yourself the way that he saw you?
âI just⊠You donât have to say all that to make me feel better,â you said. âI know youâre trying to be nice, but --â
âIâm not trying to be nice,â Azriel spat.Â
Your eyes widened at the sudden outburst and he sighed, taking a step closer to you again. It was an effort to calm his voice, to not be frustrated with you for thinking that he could possibly make something like this up. âIâm not trying to be nice,â he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper now. âIâm telling you what Iâve been wanting to admit to you for years.â
When you remained silent, he knew he would have to prove it to you.Â
He gently took your hand in his again. âCome with me?â
You hesitated for a moment, but then followed him without a word. He led you to his bedroom, where he stood behind you as you faced a large floor length mirror on the wall.Â
âOh gods, I do not want to do this,â you groaned.
âJust humor me, okay?â he said gently.Â
You sighed, but squared your shoulders and looked pointedly into the mirror. Azriel couldnât help the swell of pride that he felt at that.Â
âIâm not sure what you see,â he murmured, dying to touch you, but keeping his hands to himself for the moment. âBut I see a woman with the most stunning eyes,â you smiled slightly at that, your eyes crinkling around the corners. Azriel smiled, lightly curling a lock of your hair around his finger. âAnd the most beautiful hair. Iâve thought about running my hands through this hair about a million times.â
Azriel heard your breath hitch, and it took everything he had in him to not throw you onto the bed right then and there. Slowly, your eyes met his in the mirror. âAnd your smile?â His own smile grew at the thought. âGods. I donât even have words for your smile.â
He went on and on, his fingers lightly trailing down your sides as he revealed the truth to you, the truth of how long he had been watching you, how badly he had wanted you.Â
âDonât you see?â he finally asked quietly. âDonât you see what I see?â
Slowly, you turned around to face him. âThank you, Azriel. I believe you. I believe that itâs what you see. ButâŠâ
He arched an eyebrow. âBut?â
âIâm too much work,â you said quietly. âIâm too much work to love. Iâve got too much baggage.â
Azrielâs brow furrowed in confusion. âYou think I donât understand being insecure?â he says, holding his scarred hands up in front of him. âYou think I donât understand carrying the burden of the past?â
âBut--â
âDo you think Iâm too much work?â he asked.Â
âNo, of course not.â
He looked at you pointedly. âListen to me. I love you. I know you donât believe me, but itâs true. And if youâll let me, Iâll remind you every day how beautiful, smart, kind, and incredible you are.â He settled his hands on your waist, pulling you slightly closer to him, leaning his forehead against yours. âYouâre not too much. Iâll work every day for eternity for you. I can handle whatever you throw at me.â
A tear rolled down your cheek as you looked up at him, and he gently wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. âI love you,â you choked out.Â
Azriel couldnât hold it back anymore. He kissed you softly, and you melted into him the moment his lips met yours.Â
He held you close, cradling you to his chest, determined to be whatever you needed for as long as you would let him.Â
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hi, love your writing! can i request Cater, Rook, Vil, Lilia, and Leona seeing their s/o wear something that turns them on/thinks is very attractive on them? thank you!
Cater Diamond:
While his first impulse might be to take a picture of the beautiful scene before him, while ordering you to pose accordingly, this was a look Cater was unwilling to share with the world. He wished he could be as smooth as he imagined but he feels his face going warm, trying to keep his thoughts in line as this wasnât the ideal opportunity to take advantage of the outfit youâre wearing. He does mumble that your casual cruelty was killing him, nuzzling your shoulder and asking how youâd repay him if he behaved.
Leona Kingscholar:
Leona knows that youâre doing it for him, a âsubtleâ way to beg for his attention without having to physically get on your knees for him. He canât take advantage of it right away, pretending not to notice the efforts youâre going to, treating you so casually you would almost think you got demoted from being his lover. Itâs when youâre just about to be alone, with company still bothering you, that Leona touches your waist, leaning over to whisper sweet promises in your ear to return your affections if you can manage a quick escape with him.
Lilia Vanrouge:
Liliaâs sly smile lets you know heâs caught on right away, giving a more censored comment on your outfit if others were around. He would whisper in your ear that youâre a tease, playing with the material of your outfit as he asked what had inspired you to wear such a thing. He would chuckle if you tried to play innocent, promising to pull out your honest, sinful desires when you were alone that night.
Rook Hunt:
Rook has always had a fine eye for art, and he can certainly tell when youâre all dolled up for him. He thinks itâs only right to respond with appreciation, considering you a hands on exhibit as he runs them along your body. He whispered in your ear that you always managed to draw his attention in the most unexpected ways, even when you didnât realize. He gave some observations about the outfit, the color entirely flattering, the fit perfect for your body, he couldnât get enough of you.
Vil Schoenheit:
Vil always felt an ego stroke when you appealed to his taste, down to the very material you clothed your body with as you knew he liked the way it felt. He needed a bit of a show first, making you show off your trick, modeling your beauty for him to give him a taste of what he was getting soon. He enjoyed admiring you the same way you admired him, considering it returning the favor as you often asked for the same thing when he took your tastes into mind. He enjoyed seeing the pieces you wore, hoping he helped you expand or grow in confidence when it came to trying new fashion. Â
#Twisted Wonderland#TWST#Twisted Wonderland Imagines#Twisted Wonderland x Reader#TWST Imagines#TWST x Reader#Cater Diamond#Leona Kingscholar#Lilia Vanrouge#Rook Hunt#Vil Schoenheit#Cater Diamond x Reader#Leona Kingscholar x Reader#Lilia Vanrouge x Reader#Rook Hunt x Reader#Vil Schoenheit x Reader
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I think a great awkward sex fic could be homelander making love for the first time.
Not losing his virginity, but having sex with someone he loves
anon you're sooooooo smart!!!! I love this idea so much. After being in such a funk this reignited me and I had to write it now!! It took a different turn at the end but I don't dictate what the characters do!! thank you for this idea and please enjoy đ©·
Imperfectly Perfect
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18+ Only | 2.7k | Homelander x fem!Reader | Awkward sex. Realistic sex. Embarrassing sex noises. Feelings of inadequacy. Homelander being a mild drama queen. Cunnilingus. Unprotected sex.
Looking back at it, it was meant to be perfect.
Homelander eagerly ushered you back to his penthouse after an incredible date out. He pulled out all the stops, renting out the top rated, most expensive restaurant just for you. He spent the entire night charming your pants off with his strangely charismatic and at times awkward self.Â
Buzzing with anticipation he couldnât wait to show you what else he had in store for you. Youâve changed his perception of everything. Ever since youâve wormed your way into his heart, heâs locked the way out and threw away the key. Youâve made him feel like nobody else ever has and he thought it high time he repay the favor. Thatâs why tonight had to be perfect.Â
He wanted to show you what awaits you in your shared future.
He had some poor Vought employees absolutely drown his penthouse with bouquets of rich red roses, rose petals strewn across most surfaces, candles illuminating every corner, highlighting the glittering gold of the picture frames adorning his walls. Smooth jazz played in the background at a low volume sealing the deal on what ended up feeling like a scene plucked from an elaborate Valentineâs day ad.
âWow! This isâwow! Homelander, you didnât have to do all this.â You looked around the space, taking in the change with a shock and awe on your face. This quickly turned into a beautiful bright smile that made Homelander feel like he was on top of the world. Heâs obviously doing something right.
âAnything for my girl.â He pulled you in gently, making the dress heâs picked for you twirl prettily. âCome with me,â he pressed a kiss to your soft lips, letting them linger for a little while while he inhaled the scent of your perfumeâalso his choiceâand the roses surrounding you both. At that moment he thought that tonight would be perfect, one for the books.
And now? It didnât take long for it to already be turning into a disaster.
From his point of view at least.
Youâre sitting at the edge of the bed, leaning back on your arms as you watch the show. You asked to watch him take off his suit, promising that youâd give him just as good of a show as he would.Â
Prior to this he has taken his elaborate suit off thousands of times anytime heâd go to bed. Now heâs struggling as if both of his hands were left-handed and this was his first suit fitting. Heâs so tense, his nerves tighter than a bow string making his hands shake while he unclasps the cape, immediately folding it on the rack out of habit before he continues unzipping his suit. His heart is beating like a drum in his ears, he wouldnât be surprised if even your ordinary ones could pick up on it.Â
Itâs not that heâs never had sex. Itâs just that the anticipation of what heâs built up in his head is making him overthink his every move. He needs you to know that he can be like this for you. Because the perfect mainstream image of romance is what every woman dreams ofâright?
When the zipper gets stuck and doesnât let him unzip like normal he panics internally. There were meant to be no hiccups today!Â
Observant that you are, you stand up as soon as you see him struggle and swear and take the step closer to him. âLet me help you.â You put your hands on his before sliding them up his forearms, then shoulders before going down to rest on his chest.
âHow about you let me undress you and then you undress me.â You give him a cheeky smile, trying to break the tension he put himself into. âDoes that sound good?â You ask quietly and breathy as you undo the zipper he was struggling with.Â
He nods curtly, feeling ashamed that heâs admitting to a fault on his part.
But with the continuous dreamy eye-contact you slowly help him out. Undoing clasps, and zippers of his convoluted uniform.Â
He was less worried about you seeing him naked than he is about the whole performance of it all. Heâs let you see him without the suit before. Early into your blooming relationship youâve stumbled upon him covered in blood. It only made sense to take the shower together as you helped him wash all of it off. But even then, he didnât want it to go further. He said he had plans and asked you to let him make it perfect.Â
When heâs finally fully naked he pulls you in for a hot kiss. Itâs almost in gratitude at helping him mend the situation and put it back on track. He walks you back to the bed pushing you on it. Heâs only about half hard, which is unusual for him as Homelander easily gets a hard-on in a split second anytime you just look at him a certain way. So itâs a surprise that heâs not panting and leaking with the way you look tonight.Â
Clearly, heâs still stuck in his head.
With each kiss he presses into your skin, tasting the softness of your every spot he gets more and more excited. Slowly melting into you with each little huff you let out as he kisses your body, undressing you in tandem. âYouâre so fucking beautiful.â He growls into your ear before kissing you flush on the lips. Hot and heavy, he licks into your mouth, moaning at the way you pull at his hair when you rake your fingers through it.
Just as you want to take some control back, treat him the same way heâs treating you, he stops you.
âNuh, uh. Ladies first. Let me make you feel good.â He rumbles as he pushes your hands off his body. You look pleased at his words, giving him an excited little grin.
And just like that, heâs finally taking control of the situation again. Heâs got a script in his head and he needs to follow it to a tee.
Down on his knees, he pulls you closer to the edge of the bed. Already spreading your legs open, unabashedly inhaling the scent of you, already aroused and wet for him. He grins like a shark to himself. Without giving you much heads-up or taking it slow he just straight up buries himself in between your legs.
Just the smell of you had his cock finally turning rock hard, now with the taste of you he feels it twitching, drooling precum from the tip.
Heâs licking you open, spreading you with his tongue. Like a mad man who doesnât know where to focus first, with little rhythm he changes between strongly sucking at your clit, pointing his tongue sharply and running circles around your clit right before shoving his tongue into you, tongue-fucking you just like he imagines will leave your mind blown.
Except.Â
âLittle softer, please.â You sound out in between sweet little sighs. Youâve taken to running your nails through his hair, giving his scalp a little massage while he went to town on you.
âMâsorry.â He mumbles into your pussy as he quickly looks up at you. He slows down with his urgency though heâs a little peeved at the way heâs not been able to rock your world yet.Â
âDonât beâahâitâs great. I just like it a little softer.âÂ
Itâs great? Great?! It should be mind-blowing, incredible, glorious! Not just great. Immediately his ego takes a hit but he doesnât outwardly show it. In his mind you shouldâve been moaning and shaking for him, coming on his tongue while he got his fill of you.Â
This doesnât happen.
And while heâs doing better, making you moan a little louder, forcing small gasps out of you as he softens his tongue flat, gently laving over your clit before sucking on it softly. Heâs not making you cum and thatâs killing him.
You suddenly sharply tug on his hair and at first he thinks youâre getting close but you pull again and he looks up at you confused.
âCome up here.â You guide him up.
âBut you didnât finish.â He scrunches his eyebrows confused and for a second he looks like an innocent sweet puppy.Â
âI donât wanna come yet. Iâm actually usually done after one orgasm so I reaaally want to have you inside me for the big finish you know?â You sign that off with a wolfish grin that he immediately eats up as he climbs up to devour you, making you taste yourself on his lips.Â
With the thoughts of being inside you where itâs all soft and warm and really just made for his cock, he abandons his thoughts of inadequacy.Â
And as much as you want to participate, Homelander keeps pushing you off, instead focusing on your body and all the places he hasnât managed to kiss yet.Â
When he swats your hand away from his cock again you ask. âWhy wonât you let me return the favor?âÂ
âAnother time.â
âBut I wanna blow you! Itâs not fair, why canât I?â You keep pouting and youâre as adorable as you are annoying because as much as heâs sure your mouth will feel amazing heâs even more certain that your pussy will be fucking incredible. And he definitely wonât make it through both.
âBecause Iâll bust, alright?â He swats your hands away instead pinning your wrists down onto the plush bedding making you yelp in surprise and arousal. He can sense the way that got you all excited. âNow just let me fuck you⊠please?â He says before kissing you again.
You automatically spread your legs. He kneels on the bed, sitting on his heels as his eyes immediately lock onto the sight of your pussy, still pretty and wet for him. A sight that makes his heart swell. Part of him was worried you wouldnât want him with such voracity. He made sure to keep some lube on hand in case you wouldnât get wet enough for it to be comfortable for you but he was preening that he managed to get you this wet.Â
Homelander let one of his fingers glide down your slit, gathering the slick before pushing a finger in, immediately groaning at the intense heat of your cunt. He couldnât wait to get his cock in you.
He gathers more slick that you seem to be making an abundance of but this time he gives his cock a few strokes, giving it a nice, wet coating. âSo perfect for me.â He whispers out more to himself than you before he shuffles closer, holding his cock in his hand, rubbing it up and down your slit before eagerly pushing in.
The sheer tight heat of you has him gasping, youâd almost think he was in pain if it wasnât for the blissed out look on his face.
When he sinks all the way in, he takes in your pretty face, your softly parted lips, gently flushed face and a look in your eyes that heâs sure heâll never forget. You look at him with such love and adoration itâs impossible for him to stop the, âI love you,â that comes out of him before he kisses you.
âI love you too.â You say with a bright smile when he lets you breathe.
 He thinks at this moment, thereâs no way this could be anything less than perfect.
Getting lost in the sensation he picks up the pace. He fucks into your faster and harder with each stroke and itâs not bad but itâs too too much from the get go. Homelander doesnât see this. In his head he wants to make you cum before he himself finishes which with his track record might not be a very long time.
âHey hey hey, slow down. You donât need to go all hard and fast so quickly okay?â You say with a breathless little laugh, looking a bit rattled from the way heâs been fucking you into the mattress.
Fuck. He fucked up again. Heâs disappointing you. That thought makes his heart hurt and jaw clench. But Homelander doesnât let it show as he just nods at you, kissing his tension away, trying to get his head back into enjoying himself as much as he should.
But the universe isnât kind to him and when he eases himself back into you, pressing his body against your sweat-covered one, the glide of skin on skin well⊠It makes a sound that could only be described as a fart!
You burst into giggles at the comical sound and you seem to think thatâs it but Homelander is mortified. His eyes widen and he gasps, pushing himself off your sweat-slick skin. âThat wasnâtâI didnâtââ
When he tries to explain that it wasnât him it just makes you laugh harder.
He doesnât get itâyouâre laughing! Itâs so incredibly embarrassing and itâs ruining the vision he had for the night. Tonight was about him finally opening up to you, letting you feel just how strongly he feels about you and itâs been a disaster from the start.
He feels himself softening inside you so he pulls out before you notice and he grumpily pulls away from you, turning to sit at the edge of the bed to sulk.
Your giggles died out as soon as you noticed him pull away. âBaby? Donât be upset. Iâm not laughing at you.â You sit up, reaching over to him, moving closer.Â
âItâs fucking embarrassing! Tonight was meant to beâwell not like this!â Heâs upset and heâs trying to take it out on you as if pretending that itâs your fault is gonna soothe his hurt ego.
âItâs okay. Itâs normal, it happens. Itâs literally just skin on skin. Bodies make funny sounds!â You try to soothe him by rubbing his arms and shoulder, occasionally pressing a kiss to his head or side of his neck.
âYou shouldnât be laughing at it like this whole thing doesnât matter.â He said with a bite in his tone, almost accusing you of not sharing his feelings.
âIâm laughing because this does matter to me. Iâm comfortable around you. You make me feel at ease and let my guard down. Iâm laughing precisely because I love you.â
He doesnât respond and you continue soothing his hurt feelings.
âItâs beautiful, the way youâve prepared this place. But do you wanna hear a secret?â You move closer to him and turn his head with your finger. âItâd be just as romantic without all of it. Even if the first time we had sex was in a broom closet. Or whatever. The point isâitâs you. That makes it all so special.â
He sighs with palpable relief and he nuzzles his head into the hand you placed on his cheek. He could just about devour you for being so amazing.Â
âI just wanted it to be perfect for you.â He admits his insecurity, giving you the ammunition to rip his heart in two if you wanted to. He knows you hear the âI want to be perfect for you,â heâs really trying to convey.Â
âIt is perfect. Tonight, the whole thing. Everything thatâs happened. Itâs been perfect. Iâve been loving every second of it.â You kiss him on the lips and he melts. He turns so he can embrace you with the kiss, feeling the tension finally slip away. With no expectations, he can enjoy you the way he should have from the start.
âCome on, lie down. Stop thinking.â Itâs your turn to press him into the mattress as he lies on his back staring up at you with pure adoration.
Just like that, after seeing you on top of him all pretty and loving his cock is back at full hardness. You finally wrap your hand around it, giving it a few strokes before you lower yourself down on him.
âWeâre getting to know our bodies. You learn what I like, I learn what you like. None of this thinking of what it should be like. Okay?â He nods at you although heâs very preoccupied with taking in the incredible feeling of you wrapped hotly around him, sending his mind into a frenzy.
You bounce on him, showing him exactly how you like it, what angle and what pace and in the meanwhile you coo sweet, soothing words. Clearly seeing just how much work his hurt ego will need to get back to normal.Â
And somehow, in the end, itâs so much more perfect than he could ever imagine it to be.
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Okay since itâs BG3âs anniversary, I felt compelled to finally talk about the Halsin romance scene after realizing something weeks ago.
Can we please talk about the difference in expression Halsin has in these screenshots! He doesnât make all of these looks in the same scenes, these are different loads. I only noticed the difference after the millionth time going through a Halsin romance and I havenât yet seen anyone else talking about this???
The shots on the left are from a different load (I think a different playthrough entirely if I recall) anywayâ
On the left side, we have a Halsin who is very confident, intense gaze, taking a moment to admire the beauty before him and is certain he is about to show you the greatest night youâve ever had. Both when heâs standing and on his knees, that confidence doesnât wane. He wants this and isnât afraid to show it. These are the looks I get most often.
Then we have Halsin on the right. My goodness. Here is a man who likely just had the most embarrassing moment of his life and at such an age. He's incredibly vulnerable here, and yet you still chose him. The first look at the tree, he canât believe he still has you; you still want him. So much admiration, awe, and love in his eyes. And maybe some sadness? Sad he almost ruined things. Like heâd be so heartbroken if you suddenly changed your mind. He still looks like heâs waiting for that dreadful moment you push him away, but is just so grateful to have you for as long as he can. A man who doesnât want to ruin this.
Then when he goes down, that vulnerability in his eyes is still there. The curve in his brows. The uncertainty when he asks for consent. By this point in the scene, you canât turn him down anymore, you are locked in. So essentially, youâve made it very clear to Halsin that you want him just as much as he wants you. But heâs still not that confident yet. It's like he goes down not just because he wants to, but because he also wants to ensure he pleases you, that he can be so good to you. But he's still unsure if itâs okay to proceed.
Depending on the dialogue choices you make are what generate the different looks, but I seem to always get the more âconfidentâ look more than the other. I canât remember the exact order of choices⊠maybe I can go back to an old clip and try to find it if anyone wants to experiment for themselves!
Anyway, maybe Iâm reading too much into it, but thatâs what I do. I love discovering the tiniest details, even if others have noticed it long before. But this just made me love Halsin even more. And hopefully it made all the Halsin lovers love him much more too!
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First Kiss
Best friend Hyunjin x fem!reader
Warnings: Kissing, some suggestive content MDNI
Genre: friends to lovers, fluff
Summary: You've never kissed before and your best friend, Hyunjin shows you how to.
You and Hyunjin loved watching movies together. Both of you can't shut up for even a minute from start to end. You had way too many questions to ask and Hyunjin had way too many theories to share. Not to mention all the snacks.
This particular movie was going really well, until a romantic scene unfolds. The characters who have been at each other's throats the entire time were now kissing. And not just a kiss, a kiss that looked like the male lead was sucking the soul out of his lady.
You stole a glance at Hyunjin and saw that he had a small smile on his face. Your cheeks heat up as you wonder what this actually felt like, because, you've never kissed anyone before. Except for the boring cheek kisses or forehead kisses. You've never had your share of the real deal.
Before second-guessing yourself, you turn to Hyunjin and ask, 'What's it like to kiss someone?'
He turns to you, eyebrows raised, surprise flickering in his eyes.
'What do you mean?'
'I've never kissed anyone before. I was just wondering what it feels like...kissing someone.' You were already regretting this, because your neck and face and ears feel really hot with embarrassment.
Hyunjin's eyes widen, and he looks a bit surprised with this new piece of information.
'Are you serious? You've never kissed anyone before? Like really?' He asks, moving a bit closer.
You feel incredibly self-conscious now, and you shake your head, no.
He grins. He looks like a really handsome Cheshire Cat now, and says, 'Do you want to try it with me? Just so you know what it's like.'
Your heart skips a beat at his offer. He looks way too excited and eager for you to even consider saying no. Even though the thought of kissing Hyunjin was rather terrifying. Not that you never thought of it before - he does have the most beautiful lips in the world.
The intensity of his kiss made you dizzy, that you close your eyes, savoring the feeling of his soft wet lips on yours. When you finally pull back gasping for air, he's looking at you with a dark glimmer in his eyes.
So, naturally, you nod. And he doesn't waste a second. His eyes light up as he pulls you towards him, and onto his lap. You gasp in surprise, and before you could even react, his lips are on yours. He starts off slow and just takes your lower lip between his lips, and you try to follow his lead.
And then, there was a sense of urgency in the way his lips moved - like he was afraid that you'll pull away, so he has to get as much done as he possibly could. His hands held you firmly in place, one on your waist and the other cupping the back of your head.
'Is it always like this?' you ask breathlessly, your voice a bit shaky.
Hyunjin smiles and leans in, kissing you softly, his lips light and gentle against yours.
'It can be soft.' he murmurs against your lips.
Then, he kisses you with more force, knocking the air out of your lungs. His hands move down to your hips and he pulls you closer to him, and you can't ignore how hard he is under you. And all you did was kiss.
His lips move roughly against yours and when you think you can't take it anymore, he's pulling back, biting your lower lip seductively. This instantly sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through you and you feel a flutter in your belly.
'It can be rough.' he says, his voice husky.
His lips are touching yours as he spoke and you love it a little too much. You definitely want more and the way he's looking at you shows that he wants more too.
'And it can also be full of love.' he whispered softly, a smile pulling at his lips. 'Because I love you.'
You are leaning in, and he's kissing you again, this time his tongue moving along the inside of your lower lip, and he grips at you hip a little harder, making you gasp. And, he slips his tongue into your mouth. You're pulling him closer, and he keeps kissing you, your tongues brushing in a beautiful dance. This goes on for God knows how long, because when you pull back, you're nearly dying for more.
Your heart leapt and you thought it would jump out of your mouth. You have always loved Hyunjin, he was your person, your everything. And hearing him say this made you so happy, you wanted to cry.
You love this, this feels just right - you and him. His places open-mouthed kisses down your jaw and neck, his warm breath fanning your skin, and making you shiver.
He saw you struggling with your emotions, a tear trickling down your cheek. He is quickly wiping it away, his eyes sparkling with joy.
'I love you too, Hyunjinnie.' You mumble, and he pulls you into another kiss, this one, slow and sweet. You moan into the kiss, and shift on his lap. He moans in response, his hands sliding down to rest on your butt. You giggle into the kiss and he's laughing too.
The movie continued to play in the background, completely forgotten, as Hyunjin kissed you to heaven and back.
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Happy anniversary
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x wife!reader
Warnings: just pure fluff and English is not my first language.
Summary: Today marks one year since you said âYesâ to the love of your life. The best way to celebrate is by remembering that day as if it were yesterday.
I had planned everything carefully. Our first wedding anniversary had to be special. Charles had always been the man of grand gestures, of emotional surprises, and this time I wanted to do something different. Something that showed how much he meant to me.
I woke up early and went straight to the closet where I kept my wedding dress. That white dress I wore on the happiest day of my life. The memory of that day was still fresh in my mindâthe way Charles looked at me when I walked into the church, with tears in his eyes and a smile that lit up the entire place.
I put on the dress carefully, adjusting every detail to make it perfect. I looked in the mirror and, for a moment, I was transported back in time. There I was again, the anxious and passionate bride, ready to say "yes" to the love of my life.
I walked down the stairs slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. Charles was in the living room, facing away from me, engrossed in some work on the computer. I took a deep breath and called his name, my voice trembling with emotion.
"Charles?"
He turned around and, for a moment, was frozen. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, unable to form any words. I saw tears start to form in the corners of his eyes and then roll down his cheeks.
"Y/n... you... you look beautiful," he said, his voice choked with emotion.
I walked over to him, feeling my own eyes fill with tears. "I wanted to relive that moment, Charles. I wanted you to know how much this year has meant to me. Every day, every moment with you has been a gift."
He stood up and came to me, holding my face in his hands. "You have no idea how happy you make me, Y/n. This year has been the best of my life, and it's all because of you."
We hugged there, in the middle of the living room, feeling the connection that had always united us grow even stronger. Charles pulled back a little, just enough to look at me again, admiring every detail of the dress.
"I remember every second of that day," he said, smiling. "The way you walked into the church, the light reflecting off your dress, the way you smiled at me... it was the most beautiful moment of my life."
"For me too," I replied, holding his hands. "And I wanted you to know that every day, I choose you. I choose to love you, to care for you, to support you. You are everything to me, Charles."
He pulled me into another hug, tighter this time. We stayed like that, in silence, letting our hearts speak for us. After a while, he pulled back again and looked at me, with that smile I loved so much.
"Do you want to dance with me, Y/n?" he asked, a sparkle in his eyes.
"Of course," I replied, smiling.
He put on a soft song and pulled me into a slow dance. We twirled around the living room, lost in each other, feeling every heartbeat. At that moment, I realized that it didn't matter where we were or what we were doing. What mattered was that we were together, and that was all we needed.
As we danced, I whispered to him: "I love you, Charles. Always and forever."
He looked into my eyes and replied: "I love you too, Y/n. More than anything in this world."
And so, we danced until the sun set, celebrating not just a year of marriage, but the promise of many happy years to come.
Bonus scene!
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@Y/nleclerc There are not enough words to describe my love for you. When I said âyesâ one year ago, I knew it would be the best decision of my life, and I was right. I can't wait to start a family with you and grow old together. I am very excited for the coming years of celebrating our wedding anniversary. I love you today and will love you until my last breath.
Happy 1 year anniversary my love â€ïž.
@charlesleclerc Thank you for everything mon amour, your the best thing in my life and I knew you were the one for me since the day I met you. I love you with all my heart and I also can wait to celebrate this day every year with you.
Ps: Letâs talk more about this family thing, I really want a baby
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@lewishamilton happy anniversary guys, so nice to see the love you have for each other.
@pescaleleclerc this makes me so happy, please give me a few grandchildren
@charlesleclerc thank you maman and Iâm gonna try to give you the grandkids
@user9183 wow itâs been a whole year, feels like a lifetime
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In order to fully understand Colin's reaction to the Lady Whistledown reveal and how he processes everything moving forward, you have to think about the entire season, the entire series really, through his point of view. I have no problems with the part 1/2 split. It made the anticipation that much more intense, and it worked out perfectly with their love story. But you can't separate one part from the other when you're thinking about his character.
In Colin's mind, the end of episode 4 is his happily ever after. That's it. He did it. He took action. He was the Cupid to her Psyche and played god and rescued her from a loveless match. He made shit happen and told her how he felt and they shared that moment in the carriage, and he gleefully proposed. He saved the girl and got the girl, and what a remarkable, enchanting, beautiful girl she is.
And aside from Eloise and Cressida, everyone's obsessed with their relationship. They're the true love match with a great story, and how lucky he is to fall in love with his best friend. And she's showing hints of unease, but maybe that's just wedding jitters. Or maybe she's mourning her relationship with Eloise which is why he keeps trying to get them to make up. Or maybe she doesn't feel as secure with him as she would've with Debling, even though she'd never tell him that. He is the third son after all. And he still has no idea how in love with him she is.
So when she tells him how she's always loved him, he's warmed but also wracked with guilt. Because if he had only taken his stupid head out of his ass, he would've figured out why her letters meant so much to him or why he was eager to participate in an investment with her family or why her lack of response the past summer devastated him. He thought he was the instigator of their love. He's the one who laid himself bare and was like, is it possible you feel a fraction of what I feel for you? And to find out that she did always love him made him feel so undeserving. Because why would this exquisite siren still want anything to do with him after all that he put her through?
There is an incredible scene that I think deserves a lot more gravitas. The minute Penelope mourns Lady Whistledown and burns her issues, it cuts to Colin getting over his writer's block as he writes with great enthusiasm. It's like, he's unknowingly siphoning her power. He is Cupid and a writer and her protector and her provider and so madly in love. And he will finish his manuscript, and he will make things right with Penelope and Eloise. And he and Penelope will have the perfect life together.
And then everything he thought he knew about Penelope, about friendship, about love, is completely shattered. She rips his power from him, and he is absolutely gutted. She has been the mastermind this entire time, and he was none the wiser. And what part of their love story was even real? At which point was he manipulated into doing what she wanted him to do? And while he was helping her with her confidence, and telling her how changed of an individual he was, she not only saw through him but broadcasted his insecurities to the entire ton?
He's still so desperately in love that he remains steadfast in marrying her. But he cannot get over his fury and hurt and betrayal at that point. Which makes so much sense. It's painful to see him lash out and withdraw from her, but he's absolutely reeling.
And on top of all that, he is humiliated. He thinks about everything she said about his own writing. She told him how he made it seem effortless, which is such a great compliment. And he's like, I don't want you to edit my manuscript because I want to prove to you that I'm worthy of you. And he might be thinking, I can even give her some pointers for her own writing! What fun we'll have with more lessons. To find out that she's the talented, sharpest, most prolific writer in the ton fully emasculates him. He feels like she was patronizing him all along.
He brings that part up, and she's like, no, I meant everything I said about your writing. But he doesn't believe her and immediately switches the conversation to her dangerous predicament, so he can at least, at the very least, offer himself up as her protector. It worked before when he danced with Penelope after Cressida ruined her dress, when he rescued Marina from Rutledge, when he helped save Daphne's reputation, when he saved Penelope's family from Cousin Jack, when he helped save Will's business, when he kissed Penelope, when he saved her from the balloon, when he defended her to her mother... If he can't be the provider, he can be the protector. And she doesn't even want that from him. She's the knight in shining armor. She's Don Quixote. Not him. Never him.
So he is grappling with his role in their union. He figures it out, but it takes him a little bit to get there. And in the process, he not only remains in love with Penelope the entire time, but he also falls head over heels for Lady Whistledown.
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"What's wrong with me?"
⥠Luffy doesn't understand why the sight of you with Ace makes something ignite in him âĄ
Reader is described as a girl and shorter then Luffy and Ace. Also, suspend your disbelief, timeline is not at all canon compliant. Also also, not edited in the slightest :)
Ace is being introduced and everything and Luffy is so happy
He loves his brother so much and seeing him is a dream
He's a natural charmer too, the entire crew is smitten with him
And some might be a bit too smitten with him
So rewind a bit, what exactly is your relationship with Luffy?
You're a really valuable member of the crew Luffy values you an extra lot
Since Luffy doesn't have a subtle bone in his entire body literally everyone knows that he's in love with you
Everyone except for you
Luffy might be the most obvious motherfucker but you're the most oblivious motherfucker
Match made in heaven
The crew is sick of your shit
But it's all going to be over soon thanks to a certain flame boi
Going back to Ace
When you saw Ace, your jaw dropped (and honey, who can blame you?)
And when Ace saw you, he was equally impressed because you're also quite a beauty
"I-it's so nice to see you." You can't help but stammer when you see Luffy's older brother. He's so- attractive!
"I should be saying that to you." He gives you an awards-winning smile and you try not to faint. "I love your curls."
You try to compose yourself as he leans in closer, your foreheads brushing against each other. You think- he's trying to break you. And lo and behold, his next words makes your heart skip a beat.
"I've certainly never seen such a beauty in all of the seas."
You can't handle it, your legs start to tremble, you're definitely going to fall over. You can feel yourself going...
Until, Ace wraps his arms around your waist to stop you
The crew watches the scene with a bit of amusement at the lovey-dovey scene
Luffy's not as impressed
"Ace! Let me show you around the ship." In the middle of you, pushing both of you apart (using a bit of his devil fruit to make sure that you guys stay far away from each others)
You pout, upset that your moment has been interrupted
Ace is equally disappointed
And Luffy is now filled with determination to make sure both of you never talk to each other again
"Hey, gorgeous, wanna night watch together? The stars are almost as beautiful as you."
"Oh, well-"
"She's going to be too busy!" Luffy pops in, out of nowhere. Not even remotely near you when the conversation was happening. Lying through his rubber skin because you have fucking nothing to do.
That's how all your interactions with Ace go on for the entirety of his stay
"Gorgeous, wanna walk around the island a bit?"
"That'd be great! I just need to-"
"Too bad that she's helping Sanji search for food!"
"What? No, I'll be fine. You can go with Ace if you want." Sanji doesn't want to be dragged into the weird love triangle with Luffy and his brother.
Luffy, in a shocking display, glares at Sanji and stretches to wrap his arms around you, pulling you into him. He nozzles into you, despite your gasp at the quick motion, "she'll be with me and Usopp, so she can't come with you." He sticks his tongue out at Ace as an extra measure, though his older brother only gives a playful smile.
The crew also has their own playful smiles
Luffy is experiencing jealousy so badly and him talking about his feelings is such a laugh
He tries to talk to you but he's horrible at talking about his feelings and also has such a soft spot for you that he's not match for it
"I didn't think that your brother was like that." You swoon. Luffy wonders if he's imaging hearts in your eyes. Why do you have those. Ace is cool but not that cool.
"I didn't think you would react like that." He huffs out, "I don't even know why you're talking to him this much, he likes you too much."
You laugh, thinking he's just being silly possessive like he is over the rest of the crew. "He's just being friendly. Nothing wrong with that."
"I think there's a lot wrong with that." He insists, a prominent pout on his face and arms crossed.
"Luffy, it's not a big deal."
"Yeah, well..." He trails off when you tilt up and place your hands on his cheeks.
"It's fine Luffy, don't worry." You smile up at him.
A strange feeling swarms in him. Is he hungry right now? All he knows is that he wants your smile aimed at him forever.
When Ace is about to leave, Luffy is practically dragging him away.
He loves his brother, he does, truly
Just doesn't like the chemistry that he has with you
"I'll miss you, beautiful." Ace offers you a charming smile and you bite your bottom lip, giving him a bashful look.
"O-oh, th-thank-"
"Okay, bye Ace, won't see you for a long time!"
He pushes Ace onto his boat, the crew watching in amusement and Ace laughing the entire time.
"Now you can spend more time with me again!" He wraps his arms around you, you giggle at him.
"Sure Luffy- and there's no need to be jealous- out of the two of you, you're my favourite!"
Oh, maybe you weren't that oblivious after all.
Luffy's smile widens when he hears that, hugging you tighter.
No matter what jealousies, you two will always be each others favourites Ù©(ËáË*)Ù âĄ
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REGULUS BLACK | HOLD HER! PART 0.5
SUM. : you have a bizarre encounter with regulus because james couldnât help himself âbut his heart was in the right place at least (a prequel to part 1)
TAGS. : fluff ; grumpy regulus ; sunshine reader ; grumpy x sunshine trope ; you donât have to read the first part to read this ; James being a defensive, protective older brother type ; James doesnât condone slander ; inspired by a scene in demon slayer ; we love James ; but he can be a little much sometimes⊠; but heâs perfect~ ; my James simp is showing ; excuse me~
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PART 1
âRegulus!â You call, waving enthusiastically towards the aloof Slytherin. It was break time between morning and afternoon classes and most people were on their way to the dining hall for food, except Regulus and his few friends who were going the opposite direction.
Beside you, the marauders give you an incredulous look. They understood how bubbly and bright you were, able to befriend anyone you came across, however, when it came to Siriusâ younger brother, hardly anyone was a tough enough contender to break through Regulus Blackâs stone walls.
âYouâve got to be kidding meâŠâ the older Black brother utters in disbelief from beside you. His voice is a whisper and whether anyone heard him or not, they never showed it.
As expected, Regulus narrows his eyes at you and scowls deeply. He looks both offended and disgusted at your greeting towards him.
Sirius frowns deeply at his younger brotherâs antisocial behaviour while Remus tries to keep a neutral face despite his instincts wanting to kick in and protect you. The lycanthrope has grown a sisterly fondness for you, all of the marauders have, but him especially seeing as you were the very few people who could actually cheer him up before and after a full moon. Naturally, Peter cowers slightly at the confrontation but tries to mask his fear â although unsuccessful from the intensified glare directed his way and the satisfied smirk that followed on the small circle of friends around Regulus. James doesnât seem to mind the interaction at all, smiling harmlessly throughout the interaction. Look at you making friends! Heâs so proud!
âArenât you going to eat lunch?â You ask with an adorable tilt of your head as Regulus feels his eye twitch. This has to be a shamâŠnobody really acts like this.
âThatâs none of your business,â Regulus is loyal to his principle of keeping all interactions brief; his response epigrammatic. However, itâs forced through clenched teeth, his tone biting and a direct opposition to the calm demeanour he famously displays.
âBut what if you get hungry later on? Wonât you get stomach pains?â
âAgain,â the younger Black brother emphasises his irritation with the narrowing of his eyes, âthatâs none of your concern,â you want to continue arguing, saddened by his resistance; nobody should feel hungry during classes, it makes the hours drag on far longer than necessary, ânow move out of my way, this whole act of yours isnât cute âyouâre not cute,â
Sirius scoffs and begins to pull you into his side as Remus steps away with Peter to make way, both frowning deeply at the way the Slytherin spoke to you. James, however, was stock still, the world suddenly moving at a snails pace around him.
âNot cute?â James looks at you, his earlier smile slowly slipping away as he blinks his face between you and Regulus, âNot cuteâŠNOT CUTE?!â
âWhaT dID YoU SAy?!!â James screeched loud enough to draw the entire hall of studentsâ attention, âLIES!â He continues to defend as everyone looks at him as if heâs lost his mind, even Regulus who was an expert at keeping his expression some cold.
âJameââ Youâre cut off when James reaches over and holds your face with one hand, cupping his palm under your chin as his fingers and thumb press into your cheeks and turn your lips outwards, rendering you unable to speak.
âShEâS thE CUTEst! JUST lOok at HER! Her BEAutY is LiKe NO OthEr! Do YOu KNow hOW MaNy PeOPLe Iâve HAd to SCarE AwaY from APPrOchInG Her wITh bAD InTenTIONS?!â James emphasises by pulling you close to his side with his other arm and stepping the two of you closer to Regulus who steps back. He doesnât know how to describe it but Regulus felt threatened by the fire fiercely blazing in Jamesâ eyes, âYoU JUsT nEEd to See heR in BeTTEr LiGHTinG! THATS ALL! ThESE STupiD HaLLWay CanDLes ARenât ENOUGH!â James reaches for the younger Slytherin, a game plan already forming in his head, âCoME wITh ME!â
âGet away from me, Potter!â Regulus hurriedly steps away from the older Gryffindorâs grip, flustered and avoiding your adorably squished face. Paired with your large, round eyes, puffed out, pouty lips and dinky nose⊠your winsome features are nowhere near cute!
Regulus makes his escape by forcing his way past, his heart racing from the adrenaline of the bizarre encounter just adrenaline.
Youâre not cute. Youâre not cute. Youâre not cute. YOUâRE NOTâŠcuteâŠ
A/N : i wrote this incredibly sleep deprived but inspired. i hope you enjoyed <3
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In The Wind ïżŒ
Astarion Ancunin X Reader
a/n: This came to mind specifically because of the scene in 2005 Pride and Prejudice where Bingley is trailing after Jane and touching the ribbon on her dress. So keep that in mind bc it haunts me in the best way
summary: After your tunic gets torn in battle, you and Astarion head to a shop to get materials to get it fixed. Astarion, trapped in thoughts surrounding you, decides to do something to properly show his appreciation
word count: 2k
The day was cool, the breeze blowing through the opened door of the fabric store you and Astarion currently walked through. The others were Gods knew where but Astarion didnât particularly care where they were. His thoughts were on you. More and more he found that his thoughts always came back to you.
Baldurâs Gate was loud. It has always been loud. Something Astarion remembered specifically. But he found the sound drained out as he stared down at a beautiful ribbon. At first he couldnât exactly say what about it had caught his attention. What kept it. But upon reflection he noted how it reminded him of your eyes.
Cursing himself under his breath, Astarion threw down the ribbon and glanced away from the pile of fabrics. But just as his eyes lifted from the box, they fell right onto you. You who stood right in the sunlight, whose hair flowed through the wind that passed through the store.
He couldnât look away from you, once again not really believing that you somehow cared about him. You were so⊠good. It was honestly almost nauseating. But it was also something he admired about you. It made him want to be better. To be better than what he was before. Most importantly for him. But he couldnât deny he also wanted to be better for you. To be someone you could be proud to love.
Astarion walked around one of the makeshift aisles of the store. You were busy as you looked over some of the patches of fabric while Astarion was busy as he watched you. He didnât blame you for not having noticed his stare. You were on a mission after all. Your tunic had been badly torn in your partyâs last battle. The tear could easily be mended by you and the enchantments on it could be replaced by Gale if he was going to actually be helpful today.
But Astarion knew you werenât the most gifted tailor. At least, not better than him. He could do a fine job, heâd been doing it with his own clothing for longer than heâd care to admit. A rare warmth spread through his chest as the idea came to him. When you least expected it, heâd take the fabric from you and fix your tunic before you even noticed it would be missing.
Something in him told him he just had to do this. To show you he cared, at least enough to do something as little at this⊠and to show you that you werenât making a mistake as you stuck by him. Astarion closed his eyes as he shook out those unwanted thoughts. Not wanting to think about any of that or what it meant.
When Astarion opened his eyes heâs met with you walking away, a long piece of fabric hanging from your belt. A brief shot of panic ran through Astarion as you walked away, only deeper into the store to pay for fabric. Yet that didnât shake away the fear. Astarion cleared his throat in order to push down the panic and put it with the rest of his emotions he was ignoring before he headed after you.
He doesnât say anything, knowing he doesnât need to. He knows you know heâs there. The wind blew through the store once again and your scent wafted straight into Astarionâs nose. He closed his eyes as he continued to follow you. He relished in the way you smelled. Focused and memorized it, knowing he could pick it out of an entire crowd of people. Aware of the fact that he could find you in an instant if needed. But still he preferred to remain close. Have you stay in his sights.
As he opened his eyes and looked back upon you, his eyes moved down your form. Not stopping until they halt at the fabric on your belt. He hand reached out and lightly fiddled with the end of it that flowed in the air after you. Neither of you have stopped walking, Astarion not thinking as he walked behind you. His attention completely focused on the fabric and the way it hung off of you. On how beautiful it would look on you.
He then noted how soft the fabric was. How easy or difficult it could possibly be to work with. A plan already had formed in his head at how heâd stitch it into your tunic. It would be flawless, just as all his other work had been prior. Just as his thoughts shifted into imagining your reaction, your voice broke him out of it.
âAre you trying to pickpocket me?â You ask softly, not having bothered to check back and glance at him. Astarion blinked back, hand still gripped onto the fabric, though his eyes found their way to the back of your head. Before he realized what heâs done, an easy grin was on his face and a joke had slipped from his lips.
âYou, my darling? Never,â Astarion jested, both of them keenly aware of the fact. He gave a little tug on the fabric for good measure and was rewarded with the sweet melody of your laugh. You shook your head as you both turned a corner, seemingly in search of an attendant.
âOh, donât give me that. No one is safe,â you teased right back but for some reason Astarion felt his grin drop a little. His brows furrowed as he quickly thought over your response. The word âsafeâ having run repeatedly in his ear. He wanted you to feel safe. With him. He wanted you to know that you were safe from him. Whatever that meant he didnât exactly know but it was what he felt. From what he could pin point.
He debated even telling you all this. To have allowed himself to randomly unleash his soul to you in the middle of a random shop in a city that held so many memories for him. But then he started to think about what youâd say in response. How you would react. Emotion begun to rise within him at the idea of admitting any of that to do. So instead he simply continued the light and fun banter.
âWell now I suppose I must for fear that I have something to prove.â Astarion gave another tug to the fabric, though this time a little bit lighter in order to have kept up the playful atmosphere. As your laughter echoed throughout the store due to his actions, all those pesky emotions subsided.
You lightheartedly pranced forward a few steps in a weak attempt to get your fabric out of his reach but Astarion followed right on your tail. Both to stop you from getting away and to stop any other displaced emotions from coming forth from your distance.
âOr you could simply not steal my fabric from my person,â you responded with laughter still in your tone. Astarion tsked as he shook his head at you. He picked up his pace, walking closer to you now. He adjusted his grip on the fabric, getting ready for his next move.
âNo, darling, Iâm afraid that doesnât seem to be an option,â he said smoothly before he harshly tugged on the fabric for the third time. It slipped from your belt with ease and curled right around Astarionâs hand. You immediately felt it and a gasp ripped from your throat.
You turned around, finally facing Astarion since you both walked in here. You looked breathtaking. Astarion could marvel at your beauty for hours. At times heâd almost swear itâs greater than his own. Almost. But he especially thought your beauty shined most spectacularly in the sun, and it had hit you just right in this moment.
âAh, Astarion! Why must you do this?â You asked with a light grin on your face. Astarion mirrored it, holding the piece of fabric slightly above his head as he knew you wouldnât be able to reach it. That didnât stop you from trying as you stepped up to him to try and reach for it. Your body pressed against his and instead of feeling like he needed to back away, not wanting to be touched, Astarion found himself leaning into you.
âI believe you practically asked me to do this, love. Begged me to almost as much as you beg for my attention,â he boasted, his expression smug as you continued to try and grab at the fabric. Heâd lower it briefly just as youâd reached for it but then quickly bring it back up. You laughed again, shaking your head at him. Astarion didnât realize until that moment that he had been counting the number of times he had made you laugh. The revelation sent a tremor through his chest that heâd rather just ignore.
âMy dear Astarion, I think that tadpole in your mind has finally driven you to insanity,â you said with a light scoff. Astarionâs face dropped into a deadpan at that, though he couldnât help the quirk of his lips still present.
âDear me, how humorous you are, darling,â he responded back flatly, though a teasing note was still clear through his tone. His attention zeroed in on you once again as you snickered back at him. Astarion fell deeper into his focus, his ears ringing till he felt a deep pounding surrounding him. He didnât realize before it was too late that he had focused on your heartbeat. It sounded light. Happy. Because of him.
While he remained distracted, his body sagged in place, not paying attention to his momentary lack of posture. You donât hesitate to use that to your advantage as with it he had lowered his arm that held the fabric. You reached up, your arm having stretched as far as it could go before you swiped up the fabric right from his grip. A noise of victory left your lips and it effectively alerted Astarion. He blinked back, breaking out of his thoughts. It only took a couple of seconds for him to realize he didnât have the fabric anymore. He met your smug look with a bit of disbelief as his eyes connected back to yours.
âI try,â you replied playfully to his previous comment as you winked at him. Astarion stood there frozen for a moment before he added another mental tally as you laughed once more. You strode off to barter with the owner as Astarion stood off to the side while he waited for you.
He couldnât understand how easy this all was for you. How open with yourself you had always been. Especially toward him. He⊠didnât know how to do stuff like that. To let you in so easily. But stitching this for you, even without your initial knowledge, that he could do. It was the only way he knew how to express what you meant to him. It was all he was ready to do. For now anyway.
So as you walked past him after you purchased the fabric, Astarion stayed particularly close. As you both entered the hustle and bustle of Baldurâs Gateâs streets, there were a lot of things around you both that served as proper distraction. Astarion struck when the time was right, just as another vendor started a loud argument with a customer, you looked over and thatâs when Astarion reached out and slipped the fabric off of you with the lightest touch he could have managed.
He gazed down at it with a smile on his face and a sense of victory in his heart, his thumb brushed over it lightly as he reminded himself of its softness. But when you started to turn your head back to him, his eyes jerked up and the fabric disappeared within the confines of his inventory. You snorted as ruckus that continued off to the side and as you looked at him, Astarion plastered on another one of his signature grins.
It was only after you chuckled at him and looked back forward that Astarion found his grin had softened. He looked toward the streets just as you had as he counted down the minutes till you both got back to camp and he could get started. He wondered if youâd like it and what youâd say when you found out. Most of all though he wondered if youâd know what it meant. If youâd see through him as you always seemed to. Strangely, this time around he kind of liked that thought.
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under the blankets (m) | jjk
⏠Title | Under The Blankets
ïżœïżœ Summary | Even in the mornings, it is always hard to resist him. His presence alone captivates you, yet there is something else that always catches your eyes, drawing you to touch him. Not so surprisingly, he shares the same sentiment, though he has his own way of showing it to you. And neither of you mind it when things escalate further into something else that is not quite so innocent.
â„ Pairings | Tattooed boyfriend!Jungkook x Tattooed!reader
â„ Genre | PWP, Smut, Established Relationship au
â„ Ratings & Warnings | +18 / M for Mature; explicit sexual scenes, kissing, body (and tattoos) worshipping, sexual stimulation, teasing, edging, begging, hair pulling (Jungkook and his long hair), dirty talk, swearing, breast play, nipple play, nipple biting, biting, biting kink, clit play, fingering (vaginal/female receiver), oral sex (female receiver), hand job, morning sex, overstimulation, orgasm delay, rough sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, post-sex cuddling, aftercare
â„ Word count | 5,9k words
â„ Author/Posting date |Â @yooniaâ / Nov 17th, 2022
â„Â Masterlist
â„ Authorâs note | I have no idea where this came from. This Jungkook just came to me while I was in the middle of writing In Motion and I just had to write it down before it would drive me crazy. Actually, I blame @hisunshiineâ for this. All thanks to that incriminating tweet that you shared.
If you could list out all the things that you love the most about being with Jungkook, then you would definitely put small moments like this one right on the very top.
Waking up to his arm over your waist, his warmth pressing on your bare back, and his bare chest rising and falling against you each time he breathes. You have fallen asleep next to him right after having a long, intimate night.Â
You can even still feel the shadows of your climax pulsing in various places in your body. With his body heat engulfing you as you are lying pressed to each other, bare skin against bare skin, you still feel every remaining pulse and the ghosts of his touch that he placed on you the entire night.
Still barely awake and slightly drowsy, your gaze is drawn to his right arm that is being laid lazily across your waist in his sleep. The sleeve tattoo that starts from the back of his hand and goes all the way up to his strong shoulder appears in contrast to your skin, and for some obvious reason, you find it hard to look away from it.Â
There is an undying need for contact that suddenly overcomes you, which almost makes no sense to you at all, given that you are still connected to each other in a relaxed embrace, and there is also a need to touch the beautiful art you see on his skin, to run your fingers just to feel them under your skin.
Before you can stop yourself, your hand begins to move, and you start running the tip of your fingers along the inkwork on the length of his forearm, tracing every line, every curve, and then circling around the vibrant colours that are embellished on his skin.Â
Entranced in what you are doing, you donât notice Jungkook slowly waking up from his sleep until he slightly shifts, jerking a little when your touch seems to tickle him.
âAh, did I wake you up? Iâm sorry,â you whisper to him with your hoarse voice and glance over your shoulder just as his chest rumbles. He makes a deep, sleepy groan as he stretches out his limbs, though his arm around your waist tightens slightly to pull you back to him before you could even try to get away.
âHmmmâtickles,â he mumbles against your skin as he presses his lips on your bare shoulder. âWhat are you up to?â
âNothing,â you answer, and a giggle slips out of you when his lips come in contact with your skin in another kiss. âI just love admiring your tattoos. Theyâre so beautiful.â
âWhich one do you love most?â
âI donât know,â you answer him as your fingers begin to absentmindedly reach down, moving along the lines of ink leading to his wrist, where you can feel his pulse slightly rising under your touch. âI love every single one of them.â
Another groan comes from him when he lands another kiss on your shoulder, moving a bit closer to your neck this time that you inadvertently gasp. âI love yours too,â he says, before shifting backwards and turning you around until you are lying on your back, smiling when he can look at your face to say, âI love everything you have on you.â
Then he bends down, reaching as low as he could get to your hips when he murmurs, âLike this one that you have on your hip,â before planting a kiss on your right hip, where a drawing of a pair of birds is beautifully drawn with black ink.Â
He kisses the art a few more times, making you feel warm inside and your body starts shivering before he moves up, tracing his lips on the tattoo of your birth flower which you had gotten done starting from your waist to the side of your chest.Â
âAnd I love this one. So pretty,â he murmurs softly between the kisses that he keeps giving on your skin, as if he is returning the favour of tracing your tattoos, only with his lips. âJust as pretty as you are.â
He doesnât stop there, even when he has reached the end of the line. He continues tracing along your skin with trails of kisses as he moves towards the underside of your breast, each kiss is followed by light nips that have your heart fluttering inside your chest.Â
As your breath picks up, the heat in your body keeps burning and rising, Jungkook moves his lips up, not stopping until he reaches the bare tip of your breast. âBut most of all, I love this one,â he murmurs with a groan leaving his lips, before he captures your nipple between his mouth and begins to suck.
âOh, Jungkookâ!â
Ignoring your cries, he holds your hips down with his strong hands and keeps sucking harder, pulling your nipple between his teeth and lapping the abused nub with his tongue once he hears your sharp cry.Â
He is relentless, however, not showing any sign of stopping. As if the sounds of your cries and moans and the way your chest is arching up wildly to push yourself further to his face are only made to encourage him to carry on.
âThatâsââ you gasp, âThatâs notâoh, God,â you keep on moaning when your body pulses, as his touches and kisses have awakened your need. âI thought we were talking about tattoos.â
Jungkook only chuckles deeply. âWere we? I wasnât sure. I was only talking about everything that I love about you,â he teasingly says, slowly moving his lips to the other breast, ready to start all over again and give it the same treatment until you start losing your mind. âI might have to add that I love the way you are reacting to me. Just like what you are doing now.â
With those words, he takes the other nipple into his mouth, sucking and scraping his teeth around it until it hardens. The moment you feel his tongue brushing against the abused nub, you immediately feel like you are ready to combust as the pain blends together with pleasure. Your body jerks upward, hips rocking with every pulse you feel stirring from the depth of your core.
Seeing your response encourages him to do more, to go further, and he uses this chance to move over you. With his mouth still latched onto your nipple, the hand that he isnât using to hold your waist down starts making its way up, capturing the neglected breast that he had left behind.Â
It only takes a brush of his palm on the hardened tip to send you rocking harder against him, and you start rolling your hips against his torso as he begins stimulating your nipple with his fingers, pinching and pulling it in between while his mouth begins to work the other at the same time.
Your eyes are closed shut with how intense the rush of pleasure he is giving you has become, yet your mouth falls open with a series of moans coming out of you. Jungkook keeps on working on your body, without giving you a chance to rest or escape from his ministrations until there is really nowhere else to go but higher up to your divine bliss.
But there is still something missing. Despite feeling as if you are close to plunging over the edge. Even if your body has turned into a bundle of exploding nerves, they are not close enough to ease the pulses inside you, making you feel empty when the muscles between your legs are contracting against nothing but an empty void.
Your hand finds purchase in his messy hair. His soft curls slip between your fingers as you give them a tight grip just to have something to hold on to. You have no idea if you want to pull him up and push him away when it starts to feel too much yet you need so much more, you just donât want him to stop.Â
Your hips rise up as his teeth come brushing across your nipple, and you quiver beneath him the moment your pubic bone comes in contact with his toned torso. Finding pleasure from the touch, you do it again, and again, repeating it until you find the perfect angle to feel each graze deep inside. Before you know it, you are humping against his body, skin against skin, slowly searching for a way to reach your climax.
But just as you are slowly finding your way to the edge, Jungkook stops. He unlatches his mouth from you with a pop and pulls his hand away. With a whine, you open your eyes, ready to scold him for denying your pleasure, only to find him grinning as he bends down, kissing the soft mounds of your breasts with a grin on his face before he starts making his way down.
âIâm not done yet,â he whispers against your skin as he keeps kissing his way down your torso, making a brief stop once again at the inkwork that you have on your hip. He gives it a light nip, causing you to gasp and finally release your hold on his hair as he continues to move.
Jungkook gazes up as he slides lower, his eyes looking dark and hungry as he stares deeply at your face, gauging your reaction. Your breath is caught when he hovers his lips over your throbbing center, his breath falling subtly on your folds as he stops there.Â
Just when you think that he would continue and press his lips right where you are pulsing with pure need, he moves past it, crawling lower to the apex of your thigh when he finally lands a kiss on your skin.
You bite your lips to stop yourself from releasing a desperate whine and start begging him to come back, knowing what game he is playing. And he continues to take his time with it, as he trails his kisses down instead of moving up. The further he moves away from your center, the harder it is for you to hold back, until an animalistic sound slips out from the depth of your throat.
To the sound of your moan, his eyes find your face once again. This time, Jungkook begins to kiss his way up, moving even slower that your body begins to tense, anticipating, and eagerly waiting. This time, your reaction only urges him to tease you further.Â
He halts once again just when he is close enough to your center and nips at your skin, leaving a final love bite at the apex of your thigh which causes your legs to start trembling around his head. It lands so close to your folds that you can feel the pulses of need within you rising, yet it still feels too far from the source of your desire that it makes you grow even more desperate, more needy, drawing a helpless cry slipping from you.
âPlease,â you start pleading with him when you just cannot take it anymore, the words start coming out before you can stop yourself. âPlease, Jungkook. Put your mouth on me.â
Pressing his lips on your skin, merely an inch upward from before, Jungkook softly chuckles. âDo you want me to taste you that badly?â
âYes,â you answer him, and your body starts moving on its own. Your hips begin to rock on the bed, as if trying to get closer to his face. âI want your mouth on me. Your fingers. Anything. I need you, Jungkook. Pleaseââ
At this point, you really have no idea what you are saying anymore. As if your brain has become a complete mush with how turned on you are. It doesnât help that your body is still overly sensitive from the rough fucking he gave you last night.Â
The ghosts of last nightâs release have been awakened and turned into a need. They have been pulsing so fiercely from the first touch and have only been growing more and more intense since.
âSo you want me to touch youââ he asks you with a whisper, lips hovering right at your center, ââhere?â His soft breath falls on your folds just then, causing you to tremble.Â
Not only have you grown sensitive with your need, but apparently you have also grown soaking wet with your arousal, and it is clear that he is enjoying the sight of it when he looks down, staring closely at your pussy with dilated eyes.
âJungkookââ you gasp, feeling like you can barely think clearly that every other word you are trying to say simply dies in your lips.
âIs that a yes?â he asks, teasing you with a chuckle, while you have tears building in the corner of your eyes.
âYes,â you answer with a moan. âYes, Jungkook. Please, I want you toââ
Before you can even finish your sentence, Jungkook slowly leans forward and gently presses his lips on your folds, making you jerk against him. He pulls back, only to bring his hand up to touch your outer lips and start running his thumb and forefinger up and down.Â
He starts with gentle strokes, keeping his fingers only on the outer side, yet you can still feel his touch everywhere. Each downstroke he makes gives a light pull against your clit without giving any direct contact, while each time his fingers come back up, he slowly spreads your folds open for him, briefly allowing your slickness to come in contact with the cold breeze of air.
Up and down he continues to stroke his fingers on your folds, each time moving them closer to the center, brushing against your inner folds and picking up your growing slickness. The steady movement of his fingers draws your body to react, your hips begin to roll against his touch, rocking at the same exact rhythm that he is making.Â
Unable to find something to hold onto, you bury your fingers in the messy sheets lying beneath you, pulling at them stronger with each strong pulse that he ignites from your core.
âOh, Jungkook. Yessââ you breathe out, moaning and gasping at his touch, letting him know how good he is making you feel.Â
As your voice becomes louder, he begins moving his thumb over your clitoris, using your slickness to give it a few steady strokes. Up and down, then they come rolling in circles. He keeps switching his ministration to each reaction you are giving him.
He continues until the sound of your breath grows faster, and then he tenderly spreads you open, before his mouth comes to replace his fingers and captures your clitoris between his sinful lips. Your body grows still, yet your legs start quivering roughly on either side of his head when the rush of pleasure he gives upon contact goes straight to your head.
Just like how he worked his mouth and tongue on your breasts, he does the same with your clit, as he uses his mouth to suck your delicate petal, switching between gentle and rough. The pleasure that comes from each suck intensifies when you feel the cold touch of his lip piercing grazing against your hot skin, causing you to release a breathless cry whenever it happens.Â
You feel yourself rising so fast once again, yet the more you begin to feel the pleasure increasing, Jungkook slows down and rolls his tongue around and over your clit to ease you back down. He constantly brings you up to bliss only to bring you down before your body could detonate into an orgasm much too soon to his liking.Â
Again, he is teasing you, pushing you to the edge only to deny your release until the sound of your pleas starts echoing through the room.
With his mouth still latched on your swollen clit, he slips his finger between your folds, once again gathering your slickness with a few gentle strokes. You are too lost in your drunken bliss to notice him watching you with awe.Â
He doesnât take his eyes off of you as he finds your wet entrance and starts moving his finger in circles, teasing and coaxing your pussy until he is completely coated with your arousal to make it easier for him to slowly push his way in. He barely has the first knuckle penetrating you when your hips rise up from the bed, so he places his other palm on your lower torso to keep you down.
Your mouth falls open in surprise and your eyes flutter open to look down at him. He unlatches his mouth from you briefly only to ask, âAre you okay, baby?â
Unable to find your voice, you can only nod your head, biting your lip when you see him smile, his lips glow under the dim light with your slickness. âRelax, baby. Breathe slowly,â he whispers with a deep voice, and his face disappears between your legs as he comes back down to your pussy.
Your breath becomes slightly ragged with anticipation as you feel his lips brushing against your folds. But instead of returning to continue what he was doing with his hungry mouth, he simply leaves small kisses on your folds, your clit, while he works his finger in, pulling it out a little then pushing back in.Â
He repeats it a few more times, going slightly deeper each time he comes back inside you until his finger is fully buried inside you. It feels so good that the insistent throb of your pussy pulses around his digit as if it was his cock buried deep inside.
Now that you are used to him inside you, he finds it easier to move in and out of you. He curves his finger a little to rub against your pussy walls, causing you to tremble and shake when he hits your sweet spot. Keeping a steady rhythm, he waits until your body is beginning to show him the telltale signs of your orgasm before he finally lunges forward, capturing your clit with his mouth in a tight clasp.
You let out a loud gasp right upon contact. "Oh god. Oh fuck. Jungkook, don't stop!"
You are sure that he can easily tell how close you are to the edge from the cries coming out of your lips, and judging from the intense way he is sucking you, his mouth and tongue working in the same rhythm as the strokes of his finger which keeps increasing its speed, you know that he is done teasing you.
âTouch your breast for me, baby,â you faintly hear him whisper against your pussy before his mouth returns to latch on to your clit again.
As if his words are a spell to entice you, your hand moves to cup your own breast and give it a light squeeze. Through your muddled brain, you almost struggle to find the sensitive tip of your breast, still slightly hardened after what Jungkook did to you.Â
You cry out to embrace the rush that rocks through your body before using your fingers to stimulate yourself and start pressing your palm to knead your soft mound. Your other hand automatically makes its way down, once again finding purchase in his hair. The tight clutch you have on his hair is a complete opposite to the gentleness you give yourself, but it is enough to help you hold on as he takes you for a ride, when the work of his mouth and his strong finger in your pussy together is mercilessly pushing you to the edge.
Feeling desperate yet completely high from the pleasure, your hips begin moving in response to his ministrations, even matching his rhythms perfectly. You rise up as he sucks you roughly, and then you roll your hips down onto his face to ride out the wave that he causes when he softens up with his tongue.
âDonât hold back, baby. Come for me,â you barely hear his words between the strong pulse of your heartbeat that fills your brain.Â
But your body listens, and your entire being simply plunges over the edge.Â
Right at the same time, Jungkookâs finger finds the spot inside you that triggers the epic release that has been building up from the very first touch. Wave after wave of nearly unbearable pleasure overtakes you, and you embrace it with a long wail while Jungkook helps you ride it out, the strokes of his finger continue with his mouth devouring your sweet release.
âOh, God,â you whimper repeatedly between your ragged breaths as Jungkook slowly pulls away, easing you down from your high with soft kisses around your throbbing pussy.Â
Yet the spasms of your climax begin to pulse into something more when he pulls out his finger, leaving behind nothing but a void. âPlease, JungkookâŠ,â you find yourself pleading with him. âI need...just...something more."
A groan slips out of him. ïżœïżœMore, baby?â he asks as he slowly climbs his way up. He is hovering on top of you when you slowly open your eyes. âAre you sure?â
Nodding, you raise your arms and wrap them around his neck. âPlease, baby,â you beg him one more time, drawing a slow smile on his face that glistens with your release.
His tongue comes out just then, licking away the slickness on his lips with a hum, enjoying your taste on his tongue. âTell me what you want,â he says, âLet me hear it.â
Your heartbeat starts pounding in your chest just then, and your skin flushes not with desire this time, but with bashfulness when you finally say, âI want your cock. I want you inside me.â
With a soft chuckle, Jungkook bends down, letting you pull him to you as he presses his lips on yours. The kiss begins gently, but it still draws a soft moan from you when your breasts incidentally brush against his bare chest, causing you to shudder beneath him. You let out a gasp into the kiss when he moves his hand, brushing against the underside of your breast that is still sensitive to the touch.
He takes the chance to deepen the kiss, pressing harder onto your mouth before slipping his tongue out, seeking entrance. You can taste yourself when your tongues brush against one another, which only turns you on even further. The feeling draws a muffled moan from you which he gladly swallows with his hot kiss.
Jungkook takes your hand and slowly brings it down with him between your entwined bodies. He pulls away from the kiss as he guides you to touch his cock. You are not surprised to find him already fully erect, and you love how hard and rigid he feels when you wrap your fingers around his width, feeling its sturdy weight against your palm as you begin to stroke him gently.
His head drops onto the nape of your neck as you stroke gently up and down his length. You enjoy the way he softly moans against your skin and when you feel his body shuddering with each stroke. It gives you a sense of pleasure knowing that you are affecting him so much, and you suddenly feel like giving back everything that he made you feel earlier.
âDamn it, baby. That feels good,â he groans against your skin. He catches your wrist to stop you before you could go further. âI thought you want this cock? Let me be inside you, baby.â
With the reminder of your plea, your pussy throbs. You nod your head and he pulls back, holding himself up with his elbow as he looks down, watching you closely as you start dragging the tip of his cock up and down the length of your slit.Â
You know that he can feel your heat, and he clenches his jaw tightly as the slickness of your arousal gathers around the head of his cock, making it easy for him to slide between your folds.
His arm flexes as he pushes himself up and grabs hold onto your hips, ready to take over. Wrapping his palm around his girth, his eyes flicker to your face for a brief moment, making sure that you are ready.
But you have been ready. Spreading your legs wider for him, you reach down, using your fingers to spread your folds open and he follows through by aligning himself right at your hot entrance.Â
Wasting no time, he pushes forward. You moan together as he enters you, becoming one as his cock slides into you with one firm thrust. Instead of feeling any pain or discomfort with the sudden fullness, your pussy walls throb against him, welcoming him home. It feels glorious when the waves of your previous climax begin to rise again, growing intensely quicker this time as if you had barely come down from your previous high.
With a groan, Jungkook begins to move. Rocking his hips at a steady rhythm, he slides his cock in and out of you, burying himself deeper and deeper before he slowly begins increasing his speed.Â
Your body jerks wildly each time he pushes deep into the hilt of your pussy. Noticing this, he keeps repeating his movement, as he keeps thrusting against the very same spot until your moans grow into cries of pleasure.
Returning the favour and feeling like the edge is near, you push your hips up a little, giving him a new angle while allowing you to push back up, making it possible for his cock to slide in and out of you more fluidly. Your hands reach out to him, holding onto his hips to push him deeper with each thrust he is giving you.
It feels too good, so good that you can no longer hold back from crying out to him, "Harder, Jungkook. Harder!â
Your cries snap him into action and his hands move down to your bottom cheeks, holding you up to him as he starts pounding harder into you. Your head falls back into the pillows as you are suddenly overwhelmed by the sensation running through you. Your body arches with how intense it feels, and just how good the pain that he is inflicting on you from his rough pounding.
The pleasure feels maddening. But you refuse to close your eyes.
Blinking away your tears, you keep your gaze on your lover, capturing yet another moment that you want to remember for the rest of your life.Â
Even in moments like this one, he is truly the most magnificent-looking human being you have ever met and come across. The way his arms are flexing as he is holding you up, how his strong fingers would feel silky smooth when he runs them up and down your curves, yet he would still hold you with a possessive grip when he is holding you up to him like this.Â
How the beautiful ink work on his skin sometimes looks as if they are dancing with every flex, every contraction of muscles., and with every subtle movement that he makes when he is drawing you even nearer to the peak of pleasure.
You look down where you are joined, watching how his hips move so effortlessly in his constant thrusts and how perfect he feels inside you. His toned torso flexes with each jerk of his hips, and you love the shudders that appear on his body when your muscles flutter around his cock with each deep thrust.Â
Your gaze moves upward to his chest which is glowing with the thin coat of his sweat. You feel the urge to run your fingers up his chest and shoulders, needing to feel his heartbeat to see if it is beating just as intensely as yours.
But you keep your hands on his hips, gripping harder with your nails buried into his skin as you take every pounding, embracing every wave of pleasure that he is giving you. He cries out and tenses for a moment under your tight grip, yet his thrusts never truly stop. His jerks become unsteady for a brief moment but he holds himself together to keep his pace, quickening and giving it harder to you when he starts again.
At the sound of his voice, you look up at his face and your heartbeat flutters. His long and messy hair has fallen over, curtaining his beautiful face. It somehow makes him look even more ethereal, and captivating, especially in the way he is clenching his jaw while he is making love to you.
The moment your gazes meet each other, your gaze finding his eyes looking back at you with clear desire, something inside you snaps. The muscles in your core begin to coil, tightening and constricting around him right as the spasms of your climax are starting to make their appearance, pushing through the fog inside your head until you find yourself clinging to the edge.Â
Jungkook moves his hand down to where you are joined. His fingers slip between your parted folds, finding your throbbing clit where he gives a gentle brush, causing the first wave of your orgasm to rise from within.
"I think...,â you gasp out. âIâmâŠclose," you try to say in between breaths, just as your body trembles beneath him, ready to erupt into bliss. âIâm going toâŠâ
âYes, baby. Cum for me,â he growls breathlessly through his rapid pounding. âCum around my cock. Let me feel you.â
With his words, you let yourself go. Wave after wave of pleasure comes rushing through your body, erupting in the most intense way.Â
âFuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!" you cry out as your body convulses, and your body jerks against him once, twice, three times, until his final thrust puts you right at the peak of your climax. "Oh god, oh Jungkook, oh god.â
Between your cries of pleasure, you can hear the sound of his voice, crying out with a voice so deep that you barely recognise it. An intense shudder rocks through his body as his cock brushes against your convulsing walls, triggering his climax on his next thrust.Â
You lift your hips one last time and push against him just as the length of his cock pulses and he immediately erupts inside you. His hips continue to buck wildly against you as an unending stream of his climax pours into you.Â
You can feel its warmth filling you up, and together you ride the waves of both of your pleasure as the spasms inside you repeat again, and again, each one coming to you a bit less intense than the previous, until they finally come to halt.
With one last shudder and a deep exhale of breath, Jungkookâs hips slow down to a full stop. He releases a deep gasp as he finally releases his hold on you and falls over your body, exhausted and sated. Still buried inside you, Jungkook wraps his arms around you.Â
Being pressed against his chest allows you to feel his rapid heartbeat, still racing in the aftermath of his orgasm, while you feel your own subsiding into its normal state when you feel his body heat pressing against you.
âAre you okay? Did I hurt you?â he softly asks you, and you slowly shake your head.
âAbsolutely not. That was so good. It felt amazing,â you say to him as you look up, admiring his beauty.Â
The afterglow of his release is clear on his face, and his eyes are now glowing with so much love that it brings a new sense of warmth inside your chest. You bring your hands up, brushing his long hair back so you can see his face more clearly. They are completely soaked with his sweat that some strands are plastered to his face while some even get stuck on his lip piercing before you brush them away.
Your small gesture draws a smile to his face, then he turns to press his lips on your palm, kissing it as he gently sighs with a sense of relief and pride. In return, you wrap your arms around him, pulling him down until your lips find each other in a deep, longing kiss which lingers a bit too long than what you expect it to be.
As you slowly grow lax beneath him, Jungkook continues kissing you, doing it a bit more gently this time until his breathing returns completely to normal. Then he moves to trace his lips across your chin, down to your neck, before he buries his face in the nape of your neck where he releases another sigh.Â
Wordlessly you lay there, body pressing against body, arms and legs entwining together, all while the sounds of your heartbeat join into one rhythm. You feel his smile growing against your skin when you try to shift, feeling the discomfort from his cum pooling inside you while his cock softens as it remains in its place.
He breathes in the scent of your hair one last time before he finally pulls out of you, taking a few drops of his cum in his exit. He is quick to find a forgotten shirt to help clean you up, then make a quick work of tossing it away before taking you back in his arms again as he collapses into the bed.Â
Just like always, he pulls you to him with your back pressed to his chest, his arm resting lazily on your waist.
âSoââ he says, breathing in your hair deeply before moving to kiss the nape of your neck. âWhat are you planning to do today?â he asks with his lips pressing into your ear and lazily nipping at your lobe.
âI donât know,â you answer with an exhausted chuckle. âI think I might need a short nap. Youâve completely drained me. No, waitâshower. We need a shower,â you say to him in your drowsy state of mind, not realising that your fingers have somehow found their way to his arm again, and that you have begun tracing the ink work on his skin absentmindedly while you are thinking deeply.
You donât notice what you are doing until Jungkook moves his hand, cupping your bare breast until you gasp at his touch.Â
âShower sounds good,â he calmly says, as if he isnât deliberately rising the shivers in your body with his touch. âIâll help,â he adds, âI havenât got the chance to kiss this tattoo you have on your back and the new one you just got on your thigh, have I?â
As if making a point, Jungkook presses his lips right at the back of your neck, about an inch above where your back tattoo starts.Â
You nervously laugh, knowing what would entail if things continue to be how he wants them to while trying to hide how he is already triggering your body to react to him. A flutter rises in your chest as he kneads your breast gently, and it begins to surge downwards, past the trails of kisses he is leaving on your skin and ends right between your legs where a pulse rises back up again.
âOh, boy,â you sigh, knowing that there is no stopping him. Not when your nerves have been awakened to make you want him so badly as well.
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