#but slowly once he's used to that ey start bouncing off his answers to show ey're listening and actively invested. that changed everything.

[jiniretracha]

ꕤ 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 '𝟐𝟒 - 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟗 ꕤ

Song Mingi x fem!reader: titfucking

summary: You give your boyfriend a little surprise after a night out in a jacuzzi.

warnings: smut, titfucking, masturbation-ish (m receiving)

word count: 1.6k

kinktober masterlist // masterlist // ko-fi

So, you weren’t really surprised that, once you started dating Mingi after a long friendship in which eventually you developed feelings for each other, you’d realise he preferred boobs over ass. 

You noticed that whenever sexy times occurred, he spent an ungodly amount of time sucking at them and groping them in his hands, the moans raining out of his mouth like crazy. 

He’d thrust into you with one hand grabbing yours, pinning them over your head and the other one fumbling with your nipple, drawing circles over it. Mingi would often slip one of your nipples into his mouth and he’d moan brokenly against your skin. 

You didn’t want to admit it, but it was a huge ego boost that your boyfriend was obsessed with you like that. 

So, you started to pamper him a little with it. 

You started walking around the house with short crop tops, the ones you knew that showed a great amount of cleavage. You’d even bent over, chest facing him, so he could see your breasts over the U-neck shirt you were wearing. 

Your boyfriend’s eyes would be fixed on them, heavily holding lust in them that he tried to mask miserably. He didn’t want to seem like a creep or a weirdo for staring at your breasts like they were a full course meal and he had been starved for weeks. 

Whenever he suggested going to the pool, you’d use the smallest bikini you had in your closet and tied the straps over your neck a little tighter so your boobs could be pressed a little more against each other. 

Mingi would see you and clench his jaw, trying his hardest to not pop a boner right then and there, cause it would be embarrassing if people noticed it. 

That night, your boyfriend had suggested just that. It was a very hot night and the jacuzzi was a very tempting option. 

You went down to the jacuzzi area and he immediately got inside the tub, sighing in pleasure when the water hit his waist, melting against the edge. 

“Yo, babe. Come in, the water’s so fucking nice” he smiled at you over his shoulder.

You were putting down your stuff on a lounge chair and turned to look at him. 

“I’m going, honey. Give me a sec” you answered.

You left your sandals by the edge of the jacuzzi and slowly took off your dress that covered your bikini. 

Mingi’s eyes almost bulged out of his skull when he saw the fiery red bikini you were wearing, making your breasts pushed together. You tried your hardest to hide your smirk as you slowly made your way inside the tub. 

You sighed and smiled at your boyfriend. “It feels really nice, you were right” you chuckled.

“Mhm…” Mingi said, his eyes quickly finding yours. 

You saw him look away and that’s when you let out your evil smirk. 

You swam a little towards him and his eyes widened again when you sat in his lap, more so, straddling him. 

Your chest sat right in front of his eyes and Mingi could feel his mouth fucking watering at the sight presented. You curled your arms around his neck and his arms slowly wrapped around your waist, pulling your body slowly towards him. 

“Do you like this new bikini, baby?” you asked him.

His eyes, that were trying so hard not to look down to not seem disrespectful, quickly darted down and then went up. He nodded with a smile. “Yeah, I- I love it baby, when did you- uh… when did you buy it?” he stammered, feeling a deep red blush creeping up his cheeks.

You giggled and shrugged your shoulders, making your tits bounce up with the movement. That’s when Mingi couldn’t help but look down and he felt his cock stirring inside his swim shorts.

“I went with Somi the other day to the mall and we found this very cheap but cute store” you rambled on about your recent purchase, but Mingi could not really pay attention to a word you were saying because, as you were talking and moving your hands, your tits bounced with every move you made. 

By the end of your rambling, he was hard as a rock and it would only take one move forward of your hips to realise his state.

“How was your day, bub?” your voice brought him back to reality.

Mingi blinked and looked back at your face. “Huh… uh… pretty bland, to be honest” Mingi said, shifting in his place slightly. 

But, with a wrong move, his erection nudged your core and you gasped, your nails digging on his bare shoulders. 

You let out a chuckle and framed his face with your hands. “Are you hard, babe?” you asked him with an evil smile. “Did my pretty tits make your cock hard?” you pouted.

Mingi literally growled and grabbed your hips, pulling you forward so his cock could nudge directly with your clit as he leant forward to devour your mouth in a fiery kiss. 

You gasped against his lips and quickly kissed him back. His lips parted a little so his tongue could trace your bottom lip. You opened your mouth, granting him access so he could lick inside, curling his tongue with yours.

His big hands were gripping your ass tightly and then, he pulled away, tracing his lips down your neck as he literally ripped the bikini top you were wearing, letting it float over on the water. 

Mingi grabbed you by the back and pulled you forward so he could envelope your nipples in his mouth. 

You moaned loudly and he kept nudging his hips forward against your clit as he whimpered against your chest.

“My God, have I ever told you how fucking obsessed with your tits I am, baby?” he asked, before going back to licking your tits again. 

You let out a laugh that was more of a moan. “Shit, tell me something I don’t know, honey” you said breathily.

You grabbed your boyfriend’s hair and pulled him away from your chest, making him whine like a little puppy. 

“Get out” you said and he frowned.

“Huh?” he asked, genuinely confused. 

“Get out, I wanna try something” you told him. “Sit on the edge”

Mingi slowly stood up slightly so he could sit on the edge of the tub just like you told him. 

“Pull your dick out” you ordered him around, making him practically leak inside his swim trunks. 

Mingi quickly did as he was told, untying the knot of the fabric and pulling it down over his knees, making his cock spring out and slap against the skin of his taut stomach. 

You grabbed his length in his hands and pumped him slowly. He let out a groan and threw his head back in ecstasy. “Holy fuck…” Mingi groaned, his hand coming to brush his hair away from his face. 

“You like it, babe?” you asked, leaning forward so you could tease him with a kitten lick over his leaking tip. 

He let out a broken moan, and nodded. “No, I love it, baby”

You giggled and then pushed your lips together, letting your spit dribble down his length. Your hand came to collect it and rubbed it all over his shaft.

“Look at me, Mingi” you said.

He looked down at you, his pupils blown wide and his chest panting heavily.

You placed his cock in between your breasts and, with your hands, pushed them together so they hugged him tightly and perfectly. 

Mingi moaned louder than you ever heard him and you started rubbing his dick in between your tits up and down with a steady pace. 

“Shit, look at you” he groaned. “I’m… I’m so fucked, babe, shit”

You started jerking him off more quickly now, your tongue coming to lick at the drops of pre cum that oozed from his tip when his dick came closer to your chin. 

Mingi didn’t know what to do with his hands so one of them went to your hair, caressing your scalp with his fingers. 

“God, Y/N, you are the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life” he whimpered loudly. “So lucky, so, so, so lucky” he mumbled incoherently. 

“Are you getting close, my love?” you asked, giving him a big lick on his tip, making his hips jerk. The tip hit your chin and you chuckled at the desperation in his eyes. 

He nodded desperately and huffed. “Fuck, yeah”

“Then, come for me, Mingi” you said and spat on his length, letting it rub over his cock with your tits. 

He kept cursing and thrusting his hips wildly. He came hard against your neck, painting your skin white, even catching your chin and some on your lips. 

You quickly darted your tongue and sucked on your bottom lip any remaining of his come.

Mingi let his body slump against the floor as he tried to regain his breath again. Once he went back to breathing normally, he sat up, leaning on his elbows. 

“Shit, honey… that was so fucking- shit” Mingi said, his brain still mushed up. 

You giggled and then made a show of collecting the cum from his chest with two fingers before shoving them inside your mouth. “Did you like it?” you asked him after sucking your fingers clean.

“Liked it?” he chuckled. “We’re gonna have to do that every fucking day of the year now”

You giggled. You liked the sound of that.  

── .✦

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[chiprewington]

Who's the cold caller?

That's Percival Wrenchit! A department-transfer Cold Caller who's working under Chip Revvington as an intern. Ignore the fact ey aren't in any official records. Or that eir intern position seems to be unending. Or that eir last date of work was in Sellbot HQ in 2018. Or that you never see Perry and Percival in the same room.

In all seriousness, Percival is Perry...'s cog disguise. Custom-made with the help of a certain Mr. Fear and Loathing in order to make it look as authentic as possible, to be undetected by even the greatest of toon-sniffing scent detectors. Of course, Mr. FaL's intentions maaaaay have been a little iffy. Being able to keep Perry in C.O.G.S. Inc... maybe get em to be an official hire... and Perry, being how ey were, was stuck with an office job for a while. This... maaaay have led to a few identity crisis's where ey kept forgetting ey're a toon, but this was way back in 2018.

Present-day, this disguise made a come-back... in the form of Mr. Revvington getting a bit too upset over the fact that this strange, silent critter has somehow been getting his brother's blessing for two weeks, yet all ey're doing is just standing like a statue in his office with eir eyes on the floor. Pretty sure ey've sweat bullets to the point the rug's had to be cleaned from something other than cake stains. Regardless, he eventually had enough and figured if Perry was going to be stubborn in visiting him, ey might as well make emself useful. He knows toons take parts in order to build their own disguises, despite the fact they always come out at the very least a little off, to at most straight into uncanny valley for the trained eye. At least this one's got more effort put into it. He doesn't want to see a critter in his office (despite the fact eir first tasks are things such as cleaning the halls, fetching him oil or cogfee, or retrieving certain documents that specifically have information that wouldn't be useful to the resistance. He has absolutely no trust in em at this point and thinks ey could very well be a spy. He's being smart about it.), not to mention the eyebrows that might raise. So shoving em in eir disguise and having em be a department-transfer intern is a good cover-up story.

Get to work, Mx. Wrenchit.

[stwrkeys]

rafe with an innocence kink / inexperienced reader

“you’ve really never done this before?” rafe asks as youre straddling his lap, his back against the headboard and hand up your top. you shake your head, feeling embarrassed. unbeknownst to you, your lack of experience only makes you ten times more attractive to rafe. he doesn’t think you have any reason to be embarrassed at all. he thinks it’s so adorable how you’re so clueless. you follow every instruction and command of his. you’re completely under his demand because you have no idea what you’re doing. “let’s take this off, yeah?” he tugs on your shirt. “wanna see your tits bounce when you ride me.” you cross your arms over your torso and pull the fabric over your head. you stare into his eyes, waiting for his next instructions. he smirks at your obedience. “take your shorts off.” you untie the string on your shorts and rafe helps you slip them off. in only your panties and bra, you feel exposed. rafe moves his hands behind your back and swiftly unclips your bra, taking in the sight on his lap. “so, you’re telling me,” he pauses as he licks his lips, eyes trained on your tits, “no other guy has ever seen these? or touched them?” you shake your head, feeling ashamed. the smirk on his face turns to a low chuckle.

suddenly, a hand is on either side, massaging both of your breasts. the contact is new to you. before you can react to his hands, you feel his tongue on your nipple, beginning to suck. your eyes widen and you yell his name. “i’ve barely even touched you. not even inside of you yet.” you begin to feel an ache in your core. you needed rafe to touch you. “i’m gonna have you ride my cock like a good girl. think you can do that for me?” he moves your hands to the waistband of his pants, using your hands to unbutton them. he quickly pulls them down his legs, boxers coming down with them, and throws them aside with your clothes. “i can do it, rafe. just need you to show me how. he fucking loves how you’re willing to do anything he asks you to, despite never having done it before. “course im gonna show you how, bunny.” he grabs his cock and gives himself a few slow strokes before lifting you up and positioning it in front of your entrance. “gonna put me inside of your pussy, then you’re gonna fuck yourself on my cock. understand me, pretty baby?” you maintain eye contact with rafe as you grab his shoulders and begin to sink down onto him. your eyes roll back at the new feeling and you let out a whimper. he’s not even fully inside of you yet and he feels so fucking big. you can’t comprehend how it’s going to fit without splitting you open. your grip on rafe’s shoulders tightens as you lower yourself further, allowing him to stretch your hole. “rafe, it hurts too much,” tears start to well in your eyes. “no, no, baby. you can take it. i know you can take it. know you can take it so well.” soon, you feel him completely inside of you. you feel so full. for a moment, you stay in this position. your pussy hugging his cock, arms gripping his biceps, as you catch your breath. “see? you’re doing so good. hardest part’s already over.” he whispers in your ear. he puts his hands on either side of your waist, “ready?” you nod hesitantly, wanting to follow through but paranoid about the pain. “don’t worry, sweetheart. i got you.” he sends you a wink and slowly pulls you up. he begins to move your hips up and down at a slow pace, letting you get used to his size. the pain quickly subsides and you start to feel a wave of pleasure. once you get used to rafe’s movements you start to mock them, moving your hips up and down. he stops moving you, resting his hands on your hips as you bounce on his cock, “fuck, that’s what im talking about, baby. teaching you so well, aren’t i?” but you were too distracted to answer him. he grins and moves his hands down from your hips to your ass. he grabs it and lifts you up, helping you move yourself again. you let out a whimper at the touch. rafe’s head falls back, a groan escaping his throat. he presses his hand to your clit, rubbing it back and forth while bucking his hips into you. “rafe! oh my god!” your back arches and that wave of pleasure turns into a ball in your stomach. “i know, baby, i know. im right behind you. go ahead.” the two of you move sloppily. a euphoric feeling takes over your body and you fall into rafe’s shoulder. as you’re catching your breath, you feel a warmth filling you up. rafe thrusts into you a couple more times, pushing the warm liquid further up into you. you’re still catching your breath against rafe’s shoulder. he takes this time to press a kiss to your neck. “catch your breath now, baby. gonna teach you how to suck me off next.”

[navybrat817]

Another good moaning if you lovelies want to indulge with me.

Warnings: Bucky Barnes, teasing, stripping, implied smut

Banner by the talented @cafekitsune

Teasing neighbor!Bucky since his bedroom window is across from yours.

You smile to yourself as you open the curtains and see his light on. He’s reading. Shirtless, of course, like the beautiful menace he is. He doesn’t see you yet, but you know he will. He can’t resist looking over to see if you’re there.

Yep, he’s minding his own business when you turn your light on and go back to your spot. At least, he’s minding his own business until he looks up and makes eye contact with you. With a wave and a smile, you push the curtains open more so he can get the full view.

And you know he won’t look away since you’re about to put on a show.

The book falls from his hand when you start swaying your hips, slowly, sensually. You want him to drink you in as you roll your body, a private dance just for him as you slip your top off. He’s on his feet when the bra comes off next, bracing his hands on each side of his window as he watches, turning you on more since you have his full attention.

You lick your lips and take a step back, bringing your hands up to cup your breasts. He mutters something you can quite make out, but the intention is clear when he runs a hand across the front of his pants. You can just imagine his gravelly voice and the things he’d say to you if he was right there.

“Look at you. So fucking gorgeous.”

“Let me eat that sweet pussy. Wanna taste you.”

“Bounce on my cock. Take me.”

Before you dip a hand into your soaked underwear, you shoot him a wink and quickly close the curtains with a giggle. You could picture the shocked look on his handsome face and awe in his blue eyes that you “edged” him. Oh, what will he do once he gets his hands on you? Will he pin you down with those strong arms and fuck you into the mattress? Will he want a more up close and personal show? Or will he grab that toy from your drawer and tease you for teasing him?

Your heart races as you flop down on your bed and look toward your bedroom door. He knows where the spare house key is. You wonder how long it’ll take for him to come over and use it.

You get your answer when you hear the front door open.

Nothing to see here, lovelies. Go about your business. ❤️

[mrsshabana]

Modern/after all odds Gyutaro definitely did it on the motorcycle despite the risk in being a secluded alleyway or smth since someone was needy and impatient. Gyutaro would have it on or even rev it up sitting backwards while having y/n ride him. The hypersexual thoughts have lead me to a wild imagination once again 😞 Also can I be the 🍰 anon if its not already claimed? ^^

𝐀𝐀𝐎 𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐅!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⋆ 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱

꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, 18+ MDNI, Against All Odds au, public sex, vaginal sex, creampie (if you aren't familiar with my Against All Odds fic, it's an au where demons live amongst humans in a modern au. And all of the kny demons go to university with reader.) ꒦꒷‧₊ Note I decided to write about AAO Gyutaro since I really miss writing that au! And of course, you can be the 🍰 anon if you'd like. Sorry for answering this so late btw. I've been working on other things lately but I was in the mood to write something quick today so I hope you all enjoy it. ♡

"That fucking student council meeting took so long, what the hell were you guys talking about anyways?" Gyutaro growls as he parks his bike behind the science building.

"Douma couldn't decide what color banners we needed for the festival this weekend," you giggle, watching your boyfriend's face contort in annoyance.

"Idiot," he rolls his eyes and turns off his bike, "Making me wait so damn long..."

You look around, confused as to why he is stopping behind the science building on campus. "Um Gyu, why are you stopping here?"

He flips around so he can face you and begins to unbutton his pants, "Cuz I'm gonna fuck you."

'WHAT!?" You yelp, and Gyutaro immediately covers your mouth with his hand.

"Shut it!" he snarls, "I've been so horny all goddamn day ever since you put on that stupid skirt this morning. And now since you made me wait so long, I don't have any other choice but to fuck you right here."

He smirks and pulls his pants down just enough for his cock to spring free, already incredibly hard. The large vein that runs down the side of it already popping out, that's how you know he's been hard for quite a while.

"B-Babe I-," you start but he cuts you off.

"Shh, it's ok. The sun's already gone down so no one will see us. I promise..."

He bites his lip and pulls you in for a kiss. His other hand goes under your skirt, slipping into your panties to feel you've already started to get wet. But how can you not when seeing him so hot and bothered for you?

Pleased by this, he groans and pulls you into his lap. Slowly bucking his hips, gliding his cock along your slick panties.

"Gyu..." you whimper, "maybe we should move off the bike. I wouldn't want it to fall over..."

"Typical human, always worrying," he smiles, showing off his sharp teeth, "It won't fall over, I promise. My feet are on the ground so I can balance it while you ride me."

"R-ride you?" your entire face goes red. Usually, your boyfriend is on top, taking control and plunging into you aggressively is his favorite way to have sex. So it isn't often that he asks you to be on top, but you can't deny that you enjoy doing it. And he does too, it's just that most days he can't stop himself from fucking you silly. But today he doesn't have much choice.

"C'mon baby, you can handle it right?" He smirks mischievously as if challenging you.

"Of course I can!"

"I dunno... maybe you're too weak to take it. I mean you are just a pathetic human after all," he teases.

You furrow your brows, determined to prove him wrong. So you lift your hips, move your panties to the side, and gently lower yourself onto him.

"F-fuck," a breathy moan leaves his lips as he sinks into you and bottoms out.

"That shut you up, huh?" you tease back as you begin riding him.

He can't deny that you took his breath away, he didn't expect you to take control like you did. His nails dig into your thighs as you pick up the pace. Moaning loudly as you bounce on his lap, squelching sounds filling the air as his thick shaft splits you apart.

"C-C'mon babe ah, if you k-keep movin' like that I'm gonna cum too soon," he clenches his teeth and tries to hold back his moans.

"I don't want us to get caught," you gasp, "Ngh- you do want to cum in me don't you?"

"C-course I do," a needy moan escapes him. He moves his hands to your hips and begins to move you up and down, assisting you in your motion.

You lean forward until his cockhead slams into your sweet spot, "Ah- right there!" Your eyes roll to the back of your head as the mess between your legs spreads all over your thighs.

Your legs are beginning to feel sore but you're too determined to chase your high to even care. Moving faster and faster despite the pain and your thighs trembling.

Usually, your boyfriend would take over at this point but he's too high on cloud nine to pay attention to anything but the way your slick walls wrap around him and squeeze him so tightly. Making it impossible for him to hold back any longer.

And with a strained groan, his nails dig into your skin, his cock twitches inside of you, and he leans back - accidentally revving his bike. But he's too busy filling you with his seed to even care.

Wanting to make sure he got his cum as deep as possible he tightly grabs your hips and thrusts up into you. Creating an absolute mess. A combination of his cum and your slick splattering all over your skirt and the seat of his bike.

You were already getting so close, but now the breeding instinct of your demon boyfriend brings you over the edge. Your walls tightening around him as your desperate moans fill the air.

Gyutaro smirks, pleased with himself as you slump over onto him. Feeling your body shake uncontrollably, he feels satisfied.

"That's it baby," he whispers as he gently kisses the side of your face, "You did so good for me."

"We should do this again sometime..." you whimper and nuzzle against him.

He smirks, "Hell yeah, but let's get you home and cleaned up for now."

He ignores the mess on his bike and pulls his pants up. Then he turns, positions himself properly, and shifts his bike back into drive.

"You good back there?" he shouts, making sure you're holding on tightly.

"Mm hm," you nod, wrapping your arms around him and leaning your head on his back.

"Y'know, maybe we could do this every week after your student council meetings," he snickers as he revs the engine.

[heartfullofleeches]

Fletcher and foxboy malewife are my favorite but what if.... fletcher and naga malewife? I think that'd be interesting

Yan Farmer Flemish Rabbit Hybrid + Naga Reader

[No pronouns used for Reader but they are referred to as wife and intended to be male]

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"Give it back...... Give it back...."

A stalking plague falls upon the sleepy town. Residents of a once a bustling burrow of rabbits now lock their doors soon as the sun sets over the mountains in fear of the shadow lurking down every barren alleyway. Hunger pains, yet it does not seek the flesh of these creature. It hunts each night - a restless search for the item able to free it from this place. Anger and fear rule its mind, teeth flared at any and all who answer their pleas incorrectly. Confusion replaces the fear dread in the hearts of its victims at the accusations of theft. Regardless, the beast points their claws at whomever crosses their path til what they have lost is rightfully returned.

"Give it back...."

"This what you're lookin' for?"

A chain dangles freely from the rabbit's finger - moonlight bouncing off the blood red gem tailored to the sliver band attached to the end of the chain. There's something odd about this rabbit. Why does this one smell so... familiar?

The barn.

Your sanctuary from the raging storm has been the crux of all your troubles from the very beginning. This rabbit must be is caretaker then. You've seen him in passing, but had no interest in him besides his herd so you never paid much attention to the details. One that goes without saying is how large the man is. Your tail gives you leverage now, but if you don't get your ring back soon then surely-

"It's rude to keep what isn't yours. Give it to me."

"Hey, now- I found this on my property fair and square. I even waited the first couple of nights for you to come back, but you never showed. I was starting to worry I'd never see you again."

Does he enjoy the sound of his own voice? Something catches your eye over the rabbit's shoulder. A glimmer of yellow breaking over the horizon. Panic sets in as a tingle runs through the nerves of your tail. It won't be long now. You needed to act fast. The rabbit looked to be aware of your peril as he takes several steps back into the growing sunlight. Your hand recoils as it creeps towards you.

"Been watching you for a long time now. Long enough to know a small bit about this whole... situation you got going on. I'll give you this ring back - for a price.~"

He's stalling. Sunlight blinds your sight as that accursed ball of light peeks over the buildings. Your body slowly begins to shrink - tail splitting in two as you topple over from the sudden shift in your shape. You crash to the ground - the bulk of your scales receding into your all too human flesh as you land. The rabbit whistles, turning a bashful eye away from your nude figure.

"If humiliating me is what you wanted, I'd say you got what you wished. Can I have my ring back now?"

A curse passed down generation by generation. By night, you are your true self. By day, you are forced to walk this earth on two legs like the rest of animal kin. The disadvantage it puts you at is steep. Smaller, weaker, pitiful. That ring has the power to return you to your proper state even now. You have to get it back.

The rabbit appears offended by your words.

"Humiliate you? Now why on earth would I want to humiliate my wife? You'll get this ring back on our wedding day. I'd love to get you something flashy myself, but it's nicer to keep things in the family. Sooner we get married, sooner you get this back - got it?."

He.... can't be serious. You still return to your true form by sunset. You may be able to overpower him then. As things stood now, you had no chance. Not only was he bigger than you, but in the scarce chance you obtain the upper hand now the town's people are sure to come to his rescue before you can grab what's yours and flee.

"Alright. I will become your wife in exchange for what's mine."

The rabbit grins. "That's the spirit. Name's Fletcher by the way, but most folks call me Fetch. Thought you might like to know since we'll be stuck together from now on."

Fletcher pulls something from his shoulders as he approaches. A fuzzy blanket which he drapes around you as he lifts you off the cold ground. The bastard really has been watching you- Shuddering from the cold, you seek the warmth from his fur as you place your head to his chest - heart beat gone sporadic as you nestle your face deeper into the fluff. If you are to be stuck with him for now, it's better to play along than give away your true intentions so soon.

"Heh, let's get you home before you freeze out here. I'll make you something to eat and we'll get to know each other better before we start planning our special day."

That sounds.... pleasant. The food that is. You can't recall the last time you'd eaten. Hooking your arms around the rabbits neck, he carries you off in the direction of his home as the sleepy town you once terrorized wakes once more.

[writersdrug]

Ghost x Reader x Konig: I Don't Need You (Ch. 12)

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Summary: A new assignment opens up a new chasm between you and Konig. Warnings: swearing, tha's it

Note: And four months later, we have Chapter 12! I won't say anymore about it, I made a post earlier explaining my absence and I don't want to mingle that in the beginning of the chapter. The following chapter won't take too long, I had it written up closer to the start of the fic, so it needs some dusting off and it'll be out soon!

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“You with me, girl?”

I jumped in my seat, locking my wide eyes with Ridgeback’s narrowed ones. He sat across from be, perched behind his desk with straight posture that screamed authority. The silhouette of Price faded from my mind like smoke in the air.

“Yes sir.” I answered, shuffling my feet together and folding my hands between my thighs. I couldn’t look at him just yet, so I let my gaze fall to his desk. Tidy, neat – no signs of smoking, although there was a fancy looking bottle of what I assumed to be vodka next to a small, crystal glass. Everyone has their own coping mechanisms, I guess.

“Good – we’ve got quite a bit to discuss.” He reached into a drawer beside him and pulled out a manilla folder, gently tossing it onto the desk.

I grimaced instinctually. Was this a collection of complaints against me? It stung a good bit to see how thick it was – I thought I had at least been tolerated by everyone, but if they had this much to complain about, it looked like I was less liked than Juno. Who could have had such a qualm with me?

I briefly wondered if Konig’s thoughts were hidden anywhere in that folder, and for a moment, my heart dropped even further. Anxiety simmered lowly in my gut, and I tried to focus on my breaths to ease the tremble in my hands. My leg bounced nervously as my eyes lingered on the folder.

“Don’t look so sour, this isn’t paperwork.” Ridgeback said with a chuckle, and I looked back up at him. He slid the folder over to me. “Our last mission – real fucking easy, remember it?”

I looked at him with a faint glint of confusion, hesitantly pulling the folder closer to me. I nodded with a wary expression.

“Well, ‘course it was fucking easy. It was a cover.” He leaned back, sighing through his nose. “Shit-show’s worse than we thought. Take a look.”

I was in complete darkness as I tried to figure out what Ridgeback was talking about. I hastily flipped open the folder; the first few documents were identification papers for the hostages, the family members of the Swiss government official that had been snatched for a ransom, seemingly by a group of inexperienced, wanna-be-soldiers. Gang members, more likely. The following pages didn’t make any more sense to me: Swiss intelligence, a mole in their own defense, a coverup –

I looked back at him, struggling for a moment to find what I wanted to say. “This – this isn’t about me?”

Ridgeback’s eyes narrowed, mirroring my own expression. “I don’t follow.”

“Not – there’re no complaints – no problems with me?” I asked. My tongue felt heavy as I stumbled over what I was trying to say, because – well, once it came out of my mouth, it sounded rather ridiculous.

He raised his eyebrows, folding his arms over his chest. “Should there be, Bonnie?”

I paused. “… No…”

He nodded slowly. “Ok then.”

Relief slowly flooded my mind, accompanied by embarrassment. I shook my head, banishing my minor shame to the back of my mind. “Right- sorry, what’s this about then?”

He sighed, as he sat up to lean over his desk. “The mission you all handled – beautifully, I should say – was a cover-up. Swiss intelligence had a turncoat, and the hostage situation was used as a distraction for the real issue.” He flipped through the papers until he landed on an intel report, and I leaned in closer to skim over it. “Sons of bitches are selling security information, bank details, government secrets, you name it. Majka picked up a wire going to the wrong people after the hostages were returned, selling out incriminating evidence.”

I skimmed over Majka’s report. “Viola Amherd, runner for President of the Swiss Confederation (election set in December 2023)… family was returned safely to headquarters… wiretap and evidence shows sensitive information was leaked to anonymous line on October 29th… involving floor plans, safe house locations, names, personal, and bank information of security team members…

I leaned back in my seat. “Fuck…” I groaned.

Ridgeback nodded. “Same thing I’d said. Probably why the offensive team was so easily eliminated; some random criminals got promised a lot of money, didn’t even know they were pawns – while this shit was happening in the background.”

I shook my head. “But what for? And who did the wire go to?”

“We haven’t figured that out yet, so your guess ‘s good as mine.” He clicked his tongue, reaching over to the bottle of vodka and the class and pouring himself a hefty portion. “Probably what everyone wants: power, control, and war. They’re threatening the candidate because she’s promising to change the country for the better – of course, that puts their money at risk.” He took a casual, slow sip of the vodka, making me wince at the simplicity he swallowed it with. “Majka’s working on getting more intel as we speak. In the meantime, we’re back in a job.”

I chuckled at the irony. “We haven’t even gotten the full paycheck from the first job.”

He took another leisurely sip of his drink “We were the ones who caught the wire, we’re the ones to stop this train from completely derailing.”

“Sounds about right…” I muttered, looking at the now half-empty glass. “Who else knows?”

“You’re the first one I’ve told.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Favoritism?”

Ridgeback chuckled. “Most relevant – and, knocking two birds with one stone.”

“How so?”

“You’re briefing Konig.”

Both of my eyebrows now shot up. “Me?” I said in disbelief. “Why not tell him yourself?”

He thrummed his hands against the desk, staring at the paperwork as he searched his mind for the right words. The fact that he was rather intent on wording his explanation correctly put me on edge. Konig, from what I had gathered, was as close to Ridgeback’s right-hand-man as one could get. In most cases, Konig was the first to know about any briefing materials. Why me?

“I want you two working together on this.” Ridgeback said, his voice deep and stern. “We were lied to before, and I’m not sending you all back in there scattering, when we don’t know how deep this rabbit hole goes. We were crossed once – can’t be sure it won’t happen again.”

My mouth hung open like a door on its last hinge. I realized just what he was saying – it wasn’t just about briefing Konig. “You want me to partner with him.” I confirmed.

He nodded. “You two seem to have a good dynamic, from what I’ve heard – and seen, too.”

I felt warmth rushing into my cheeks, wondering just how much Ridgeback had heard. Just what was on the field? Or everything else? I knew he had just seen us beating the shit out of each other in the hallway, but… did he know more? The incident? Our conversations? Banter? It was never anything notable; still, the thought of someone witnessing the more domestic moments between me and Konig almost felt like a breach of confidentiality.

I cleared my thoughts away, picking at the seam of my pants along my thigh. “What about Horangi? Two peas in a pod right there.”

“More like two puzzle pieces, too similar to fit together.” He downed the remnants of the vodka in his glass. “Don’t get me wrong, they’re a spectacular pair. I’d say my best, even. But I see potential between the two of you.” That made me stare at the floor, lip twitching in both annoyance and embarrassment. “So we’re switching things up this time. Horangi’s with Roze. Fender and O’Connor, of course. Castillo with Zero. You with Konig.”

“You’re taking a big risk for a mission you consider to be a rabbit hole.”

“You have a problem with my decision?” He asked; a challenge, he presented, as he leaned back in his chair and gave me a look.

I stared back at him, wanting nothing more than to bark out my opinions. “What about Juno?” I blurted out. I remember how Konig had been paired with Juno from the start of the young soldier’s career. Even if it was more of a babysitting job, wouldn’t it make more sense to put those two together, given that they had a longer history than Konig and I?

Why am I pushing against working with him so much?

“Juno will be staying behind.” Ridgeback admitted, looking down at the paperwork. I could sense that there was more to be said, but knew it would remain a secret to me. “You and Konig have a dynamic, you know that.”

I sighed. “I just find it hard to believe that it’ll carry onto the field. And I don’t want him to be nannying me, either. I’ve got skill.” My tone turned a bit more defensive as I realized this might be what Ridgeback had intended. Maybe Konig was right – I am defensive.

“’S not about that.” Ridgeback quickly shot down my hypothesis. “I know you’ve got your screws in right, the whole team knows. You demonstrated that on your first mission here.” I shifted uncomfortably from the praise, averting my eyes to the floor once again. He leaned his head down to direct me back to him. “This is about keeping my soldiers sharp, alert, and safe. I’m not making this decision on unsupported claims. I see what’s there – communication, trust, and a bond – and I’m putting it to use.”

I sat there, a bit dumbfounded, as he leaned back with a sigh. “Plus, it’ll do him some good.”

I furrowed my brow for the umpteenth time since I had stepped foot into his office. “What’s that mean?”

He held his breath for a few moments, eyes scanning across his desk as he searched for the right words… then sighed. “Konig has… a tendency to stick to the familiar. As you know, he usually works with Horangi – and I have no problem with that. They’re both good soldiers. But I need the kid to branch out a bit.”

I laughed. Referring to Konig as a kid was amusing, though I could see it fitting with his boyish nature – at times. “So, what, is this like a social intervention for him?”

“Call it what you want.” Ridgeback replied, sliding the folder over to me. “But you’re with him on this one. We ship out in three days. Best talk to him tonight.”

I looked at the folder, then at Ridgeback. He sat back in his chair, looking back at me with raised eyebrows. Dismissed, he seemed to say.

I huffed. It felt a bit demeaning, despite that he insisted this wasn’t some sort of babysitting experiment. I knew my place as his subordinate; I knew my place. But there was something in the way he expected me to push back that made ire burn under my skin. I swiped the folder from his desk and promptly stood, heading towards the door and already dreading the conversation with Konig.

Ridgeback opened the file cabinet behind him and pulled out another folder, with Roze’s and Horangi’s names on it. He then slid the drawer shut, but not before I noticed a label sticking up amongst the files, highlighted in orange: Daniel Graves.

For a moment, my mind blanked. The stories of The Shadow Company and Las Almas briefly flickered across my thoughts, and I wondered if there was a relation. It felt ironic – although I was never involved in that era, and “Graves” wasn’t the most uncommon surname… nonetheless, an uneasiness settled in my gut. It was too coincidental for this to be unrelated.

Ridgeback noticed my hesitation, and cleared his throat. “Anythin’ else, Bonnie?”

I looked at him; there was a warning behind his eyes, though he tried to mask it. Keep moving. Forget what you saw. I couldn’t tell if it was meant to be a threat, or a caution. There were enough obvious secrets floating around the base that I wasn’t meant to be a part of, so I tucked the curiosity in the far corners of my mind. I could revisit it later.

“No sir.” I answered, and he nodded. I left his office and closed the door behind me, leaving my unanswered questions in the room.

My feet carried me down the hall and towards my dorm as I began contemplating the discussion I’d just had. The mission, the fact that no one had conspired to get me kicked off the team – which was a relief – and that Ridgeback had considered me skilled enough to be paired with Konig. Even more shocking, was that Ridgeback was encouraging me to be friends with him. In a way, it felt like middle school, when the teachers would pair two kids together for a project and hope that the relationship would somehow stay glued together through high school. But everyone seemed to respect Konig’s space, letting him be when he wanted to be, and acting like he had been there from the start when he jumped into a conversation. So what was this?

“Not an experiment” my ass. Why else would he pair me with Konig, without running us through trials first? Why was this so important to him anyways? I’d never met someone so highly ranked that cared so much about his subordinates getting along – which, I supposed, was a good thing… but it was unusual. And I didn’t like that I was a centerpiece of his little test run.

But why? I thought. Konig’s an adult – sure, a strange one, but he knows what he’s doing. He’s a fucking colonel, for Christ’s sake. Why does Ridgeback care about his social life in between work? Doesn’t he have Horangi, anyways? It’s not like he’s a helpless bastard, he’s got a decent social battery on him.

I looked at the folder in my hands. I could just slide it under Konig’s door and call it a night. It would be rather childish, but I didn’t feel like talking about the situation tonight. I decided to just send him a text message, saying I needed to do amend a report from the previous mission, and we would talk in the morning. I knew I was falling back into avoidance, but I didn’t care. It was another problem for another day.

I turned the corner, and immediately groaned. Konig was sitting next to my door, head leaned back as he gazed at the ceiling.

Looks like we are discussing it now…

I announced my presence with a gentle sigh, and his head tilted down to look at me. He immediately got to his feet and assumed his usual position of towering over me. “What happened?” he asked worriedly.

“I thought you said you would go without me…” I grumbled as I approached him.

If he picked up on the sourness dripping from my tone, he didn’t mention it. “I didn’t. What did he say?”

I shrugged, trying to put off the impending discussion. “Nothing horrible – but we’ve got another job.” I jutted the folder in his direction, letting my irritation leak into the action.

He eyed me warily, but took the folder from my hands. His palm nearly dwarfed it as he flipped through the file. I could see the confusion in the creases of his eyes as he scanned the pages. I leaned against the wall beside my dorm, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t understand…” he mumbled, eyes hastily scanning left to right across the pages. “Did I miss a briefing? Did we miss one?” he looked back at me.

Internally, I scowled. Because where I go, he goes – and vice versa. How did I become so reliant on him? Being friends was one thing; constantly being shadowed by him, like we were joined at the hip, was another. And the most frustrating thing about it was that I didn’t truly hate it.

“No. Commander just handed it out. There will be a briefing though, tomorrow morning. He wanted me to fill you in.”

Konig closed the folder and let his arms fall to his sides. “But- why not just wait until the briefing, then?”

I sighed, letting my eyes roll a bit. “He wants us working together on this. Doesn’t want us going in alone like last time.”

“Is this…” He narrowed his eyes and stared down the hall, as if he was trying to glare daggers at Ridgeback through the walls. “What is our position?”

“We go in first and clear out as many hostiles as we can. Clear the way for Roze and Horangi to extract the information from the enemy’s software, and make sure they get it done without any distractions. Fender and O’Connor will be eagle eyes-“

“No.” He interrupted, rather bluntly.

I felt my irritation unfurl into something hotter and more thorned. I pushed off of the wall and faced him, straightening my posture indignantly. “No?”

“I’m not going in there with you.” He shoved the file back against my torso. I barely caught them, making the papers crumple a bit.

I scoffed, the fire in my veins only spreading. “Is there a problem?”

“I should be with Horangi.” He stated firmly. His fingers clenched in and out of fists by his thighs.

“Believe me, I already suggested that.” I snapped, planting my hands on my hips. I made sure he could tell by my expression just how irritated I was at his tantrum. “Commander said no changes, no arguments. He’s with Roze.”

He sighed frustratedly, looking over my head. I threw my hands up exasperatedly, before letting them fall to my hips. “Hello? What’s your issue?”

“You don’t understand.”

“Then enlighten me, Colonel.”

He looked down at me, and I could practically feel the anger seeping from his gaze. But I refused to back down – I had no idea why he was so pissed about the arrangement, and no idea just exactly who he was mad at. Ridgeback said this wasn’t a babysitting gig for him – but maybe Konig saw it that way.

“I can handle my own.” I said. “You heard what happened on the field before – why are you so against this?”

“You shouldn’t be at the front.”

“Why not?”

I could see his jaw growing tense beneath his balaclava. “Because you’re not-“ he cursed, something in German, and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Have you ever been in that kind of position?!” He growled out.

“It might not be my forte, but I’m not an idiot.” I bit back. “You’d think a goddamn navy seal would know what they’re getting themselves into, hmm?!”

“No, you’re- scheisse, you’re not an idiot. But you aren’t ready for something like this. You’re a marksman!”

I felt anger rising into my throat. I raised my eyebrows and chuckled. “I’m not ready?! Oh, that’s what’s got you so fucking mad – you think you’re gonna have to carry my weight?” I took a step closer, craning my neck back to see him, but not losing my resolve. “Is that it? You think this is going to be like babysitting Juno all over again?”

“I never said that.” He replied coldly, looking down at me.

“Then get over yourself. I’ve been doing this for almost ten years now, and I’ve obviously done a damn good job to get to this position. I don’t know who you think you are, telling me I’m not good enough to be out there.”

“I’m your goddamn Colonel.” He snapped.

“Then fucking act like it and grow a pair!”

I could tell he was angry. Although it wasn’t the same fury that I had witnessed on the heli over a month ago, it was something more emotional. Rooted deeper and connected to something I didn’t understand – nonetheless, something he would have to get over if I was going to continue to be a part of the team.

He snarled, snatching the papers from my hands and storming past me. I turned and watched him go, frustration boiling over in my chest, as he headed swiftly down the hall and towards Ridgeback’s office – I could only assume, to talk about changing the pairings for the mission. His empty hand furled and unfurled at his side as he marched, and I could vaguely hear him spitting out German under his breath.

I stood in the hallway and stared after him. A bitter taste climbed from my esophagus and settled in the back of my throat, something all too familiar and unwelcome. Had I not done enough to earn my place on the team? Did I not demonstrate that on the first mission? I felt like the rug had been pulled out from under me – here I was, thinking I had made progress within our friendship and my place in KORTAC, but now I doubted that he ever really saw me as an equal.

Sure, I had been angry about the arrangement before he even knew about it… but that was for a different reason. He was being childish, I was being… reasonable. I could feel some holes developing withing the reasoning there, but I refused to acknowledge them.

I huffed, refusing to let my mood be dictated by Konig’s antics. Maybe he’s just jealous that Ridgeback didn’t inform him first… I justified. I gave one last frustrated grimace down the hall where he had disappeared, before retreating behind my own door.

I suddenly remembered that we were supposed to be getting more beer for Roze. I brushed the thought away – I’d explain the broken promise to her in the morning.

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 >> 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

this is a small series I’ll be uploading. I’ll post each character on its own, but the character i’ll be writing this for are: Harry, Ron, Percy, Oliver, Remus, Sirius, James.

soft!dom!james is a generous lover, no matter what the situation is, but he always likes to tease you just a little bit more when you so vocally thirst over him. He'll pretend he didn't see the way you were blatantly staring at his thighs, only clad in his boxers in the safe space of your shared apartment, but once he asks you a question and you don't answer him, that's when the teasing starts.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm too horny for you to even function right now." For a moment, he's taken aback, his face flushing a dark red, but he easily falls back into his more dominant role. When he gets it out of you that you've been thirsting over his thighs he'll say, "Yeah, why don't you show them a little love?" and pull you onto his laps from where you're sitting beside him on your bed so that you're straddling one of his thighs. And all of a sudden you're a stuttering mess.

He's leaning back into one of his pillows, watching as you desperately drag yourself back and forth on his thigh, both his hands lazily gripping your waist, waiting for you to start begging for help, and when he starts to see the tears building in your eyes at the frustration, he bucks his hips up, using the momentum to flip you over, so he's hovering proudly over you.

He slowly drags your panties down your thighs and makes you cum only by grinding his hard dick into your core, giving you the perfect friction, before deciding that you deserve a little more than that. He'll have you crying on his dick in seconds, kissing the tears off your cheeks before giving you a proper kiss, feeling the way your nails scratch down his back.

Despite how amazing it feels to be inside you, most of his pleasure comes from seeing how he can make you feel, and it makes his chest swell with pride.

When he pulls out, and you look over at him, having finally caught your breath, he's grinning from ear to ear. He leans down to give you a wet kiss and will walk with an extra bounce in his step for the rest of the day that has everyone around you knowing exactly what went down that morning.

[moon7jay]

LISTEN subby needy virgin hee and mean dom reader 😫

VIRGIN HEESEUNG IS MY WEAKNESS OMFG LIKE

Imagine y'all just started dating and u r a very forward person. You want him and u r not afraid to show it to him. His shy nature is what attracted u to him. And God was he shy

He'd be so so shy, not knowing what is it that he's feeling or what he should do about it cuz everything is so new to him. And u're a fucking tease. U know how to rile him up to the point of tears. Heeseung was in love with u, like IN PUPPY LOVE. But all u can think about is how deep u want his cock in u.

Standing too close to him, rubbing your boobs against his arm. Sitting on his lap, subtly applying pressure on his crotch. Turning a sweet, fluffy kiss into a tongue sucking session, leaving him all sweaty and out of breath and so impossibly hard. Wearing skimpy clothes, slowly abandoning pants completely, just roaming around in your underwear whenever he came over, or changing in front of him, telling him to turn around, knowing full well that he can see u in the full length mirror.

You were made to torture this poor boy, he's sure of it. That's the reason why u slipped your panties in his jeans pocket when he was kissing u goodbye. And once heeseung reaches home, his throat goes dry as he stares intently at the lace fabric. A damp spot in the middle. He gulps. Did u just take it off? He swears he doesn't know what came over him cuz the next second he was burying his nose in your essence and humping his pillow like a dog in heat. God u drive him crazy. All your low cut tops, that ass, that sexy as fuck naval, your teasing smile, he wants to die in between your legs so bad.

The next day when he comes over you're throwing him on your bed and straddling on his lap, making quick work of his jeans while he watches u, mouth wide open, cheeks warm and red when you rub him from over his boxers. He whimpers.

"U liked my present? Tell me baby?" ur siren voice asks and he's looking at u with a hazy vision, the feeling of you groping his dick quite literally overwhelming his senses. He moans in the prettiest voice u have ever heard, hitting u straight between your legs, making ur panties wet.

You grab his face, fingers digging in his cheek while u situate ur self on his lap, ur panty clad pussy right above his covered dick. Your grip is harsh as u kiss his puckered lips, your gaze unnerving

"Answer me like a good boy" u whisper and he's quiet literally ready to bark, his dick twitching at your words. "Y-yeah, smell so g-good" he hiccups as u start a slow grinding motion with your hips.

Your hands come up to wrap around his neck, tangling in the hairs at his nape, gripping and pulling his head back

"yeah? Did u jerk off to my smell like a pervert? Lick on my panties?" u asked, now grinding faster, his cock was so hard underneath you, your pussy was drooling

He gasped at your actions, his hands coming up to grab your waist and he nodded, eyes rolling back in pleasure when u rolled your hips just right. "Did u imagine me naked heeseung? while u jerked off your pathetic virgin cock, did u imagine us naked? Together? Grinding on each other?" U asked, hastily pulling off your top, your breasts bounced out, no bra underneath. He moaned at the sight, panting with how much pleasure ur grinding sexes were giving each other, but visually too, he could feast his eyes on your body

"f-fuck yes. thought about you naked, wanna get naked p-please y/n, let's get n-naked" His desperate whimpers and grabby hands were making u drip. God u couldn't wait.

You pulled away from him to pull off his boxers, almost chuckling at how he was quick to discard his shirt somewhere.

His thick, long cock had u drooling. Pausing ur movements and taking his fat cock into your palm, rubbing up and down, a pained hiss leaving his throat, hips bucking into your hand, so desperate for your touch

you moved to settle on his bare cock again, running your hands up his chest, touching him, pulling on his nipples. He whimpered, eyes tearing up when u took his nipple in your mouth, sucking on them alternately, his own hands moving up to grab your breasts, groping and squeezing. U slapped his hands away. u cooed at how he fisted the sheets immediately, obeying your unsaid instructions.

"Now we're naked heeseung, now what?" u asked, sucking on his earlobe, starting to grind on him again. The sheer fabric of your panties was the only thing separating your leaking genitals from meeting and pleasuring each other.

"s-sex" he moaned and u sighed, moving back and forth on his dick, your wetness making the slide slippery and so pleasurable

"Yeah? that's why we got naked didn't we? to have sex? To make each other feel good?" u asked, sliding your panties to the side, rubbing his cock against your slit, ready to take him inside. He nodded desperately, his wide bambi eyes fixated on how your pussy met his cock. 'please, please, please' he was chanting inaudibly

"What is it baby? "

"i-inside, please please put it inside please I wanna, oh god- his words cut off with a pornographic moan as u finally took him inside u to the hilt, slamming down on his fuck meat, groaning in satisfaction

"Fuck yeah, gonna fuck that dick so good" u moaned, starting to bounce on his cock, so good that his head fell back on his shoulders, mouth open in a silent scream, losing himself in the pleasure of your pussy and the warm velvety walls.

"f-fuck me" he whimpered, tears brimming his eyes, too lost in the tightness of your cunt

"Yeah let's fuck baby, fuck into me while I fuck on u - Fuck-jesus yeah, just like that" u cried, grabbing his hairs harshly when u felt his hips thrusting upwards, meeting your every movement

The grinding and squelching of your genitals grinding was making a mess on his stomach, lustful pants and pleasurable sighs filling up the minimal space between your bodies. You rubbed your nipples against his sensitive ones, rubbing your sweaty bodies together, making a mess

"God fuck yeah, give it to me, give me that virgin dick baby, fuck fuck fuck- your lips met his drooling mouth, licking up his saliva and spitting into his hot cavern, moaning when he swallowed immediately, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy, the temperature rising and rising, your nails scratched his chest, digging and breaking skin

"Pussy so good u can't even fucking speak, sex so good u look like a pussy drunk slut baby" u panted in his mouth, tangling your tongue with his own, rubbing and grinding and slamming your hips down on his cum covered cock

He nodded, totally surrendering himself to you, tears falling down his eyes, face red and sweaty just like his body, fingers gripping and fisting the sheets, dirty pathetic moans falling from his lips at the feeling of your cunt clenching around him, the feeling of your pussy jerking off his virgin cock had him seeing heaven

There was no one else and no other way heeseung would have chosen to lose his virginity to.

[ericshoney]

Wisdom teeth ~ Brothers!Sturniolo Triplets

Summary: It's your turn to get your wisdom teeth removed, but luckily you have your brothers by your side.

Warnings: usual swearing and platonic pet names, blood, needles, crying

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Today was the day. The day you finally get your wisdom teeth removed. You were very nervous about it and your brothers could tell. Nick, Matt and Chris were taking you to the dentist today and wanted to be supportive for you.

"It's gonna be alright, kid." Chris said, rubbing your shoulders as you were about to leave.

"I'm just scared. What if they cut my gum too much? Or take out the wrong teeth? Or it falls down my throat!" You rambled, the panic clear on your face.

"Hey, hey, none of that is going to happen, okay?" Matt reassured you, helping you calm down.

"Yeah, we've had our teeth out and now it's your turn." Nick said.

You nodded and soon it was time to go. You got in the back of the car alongside Nick, who held your hand gently. The guys made the agreement of not recording your wisdom teeth removal as you were already nervous enough.

Chris put on some of your favourite songs as you drove to the dentist, hoping it would ease you a bit. It did and you even laughed and joked with the trio, until Matt parked the car.

"Um, maybe we could just go home now." You said.

"Nope we're here, kid, time to go in." Nick replied.

You sighed and walked inside. You don't fully understand why your so scared, you've been to the dentist plenty of times in your sixteen years of life, but this felt worse, probably as you were going to be put to sleep.

Nick got you signed in as you sat. Your leg was bouncing slightly, Matt gently placed his hand on your knee to help you relax, whilst Chris showed you some funny TikTok's.

"Y/n Sturniolo." The nurse called.

"Come on kiddo, your up." Matt said, holding your hand.

You slowly walked behind Matt, his hand tightly holding yours for support, as Nick and Chris followed behind you both. You walked into the room and laid on the bed.

The guys spoke to the dentist as you watched the needle get put in your arm by the nurse, the small scratch making you frown.

"Can I keep them?" You suddenly asked.

"Your teeth?" Nick asked, making you nod.

"Probably not, kid." Chris answered.

"Aww." You said sadly.

After a bit, you started to feel sleepy, trying to keep your eyes open and listen to your brothers talk, but eventually you dozed off.

~~~~

When you woke up, you were four teeth short, and your mouth felt numb. You looked around and saw three identical people.

"Woah." You called.

"Hey sweetheart, how you feeling?" Matt called gently, rubbing your shoulder.

"Three." You muttered.

"Three?" He repeated, as you pointed to him, Nick and Chris.

"Yes kid, there's three of us." Chris said with a laugh.

"Nick, Matt and Chris." You then said, pointing to each of them.

"Good job, bub." Nick praised.

You giggled and looked around the room, but your mouth felt funny. You gently touched your lip and then your tongue.

"They stole my tongue!" You exclaimed as you couldn't feel it due to the numbness.

"No kid, it's there, your touching it!" Nick responded in a fit of giggles.

"Ooh." You replied.

You went silent for a bit, just looking around, before giggling loudly again and looking at your brothers.

"I just loveeeeeee you guys sooooo much!" You cheered.

"We love you too, sweetheart." Matt replied.

"My teeth!" You then shouted.

"Fuck you scared me." Chris replied, as you made him jump.

"Can I keep them?" You asked.

"No bub, they had to break them to get all the tooth out." Nick lied. Reality was you got to keep all four of your wisdom teeth and they were going to surprise you like they had done with Nick.

"Noooooo!" You cried, making them giggle.

After an hour you were finally allowed to go home. You were wheeled out in a chair and taken to the car, where Nick got in the back with you. Chris put on your music choice again as Matt drove home, the car fairly quiet for once as you fell in and out of sleep.

When you got home, you crashed on the sofa instantly and curled up. You had some pain killers before a nap and once you woke up, the guys decided to surprise you with your teeth.

"So kid, you know how we said you couldn't keep your teeth?" Chris said, making you nod.

"We lied." Nick said.

Matt then passed you the little container with your four wisdom teeth in. You smiled wide seeing them.

"Yay, thank you." You said.

"It's cool." Chris replied.

"You want some ice cream?" Matt asked.

"Yeah!" You cheered.

As nervous as you were to begin with, your now very happy to have your wisdom teeth removed.

[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

When he thought he'd moved on (ex-boyfriend!txt)

Warnings: not really gender neutral

note: when I started this I wondered if it was appropriate, please let me know if there is any problem. sad hours open, I guess.

Soobin

The cafe was quiet, just the way he liked it. This was your meeting place; even if the place was closed, the two of you would meet here. He got here early, the table in the corner waiting for him as always. The owner had smiled at him and said hello, recognising him as a long-time customer.

As he pulls his earphones from his pocket and begins to detangle them, he unconsciously bounces his leg, an old habit. Soobin's thoughts are distracted, the new song he wants to show you by his favourite band occupying his mind. He's sure you'll like it - he's slowly converted you to a fan over the years.

Once the wires of the earphones are all straightened out, and he plugs them into his phone. The ear with a green sharpie heart is his side, the one with the blue is yours, a little faded from so many bus rides and time spent in bed sharing music together.

The bell on the door grabs his attention, and he looks up - and remembers. It wasn't you who he was meeting. This isn't your meeting place anymore. He feels guilty about being excited, more guilty about forgetting that he's supposedly moved on. Still, he grins painfully convincingly as she takes the seat across from him, as if this was what he had been expecting all along. He tries to figure out how he could have forgotten that this is how things are now, nodding as she is talking, although he doesn’t hear a word.

Yeonjun

Yeonjun doesn't know what day it is, what time it is. All he knows is his phone is ringing, dragging him from his much needed sleep. With a long groan he rolls toward the edge of the bed, not even daring to open his eyes and expose them to the bright light of the sun he can now see from behind his eyelids. Which means he hasn't looked at the caller ID. Which means he answers the way he normally would, half asleep and his brain not quite engaged. He answers with your name.

But it's not you. The voice that replies is so different from yours that it snaps him awake entirely. He is so disappointed he doesn't even panic, his voice so groggy he can play it off that she heard him wrong. After a short conversation, most of which he wasn't paying attention for, he throws the phone into the covers and wonders if he's made a big mistake by starting something new.

Beomgyu

He can't remember much about the dream, only your smile, your eyes, and your hand in his. Now he's awake, and the bed is familiarly warm, the sound of soft breathing behind him. He rolls over with a contened sigh, reaching arms out to pull you against his chest, pressing his nose into your hair. He feels a cheek nuzzle against his neck and all feels right with the world.

"Did you get a new shampoo?" he asks, voice rough with its first use of the day. He lazily pulls his head back and opens his eyes, and reality cracks down over his head like an egg when he sees her.

"No," comes her reply.

It's the first time she's stayed over, the first time anyone has stayed over but you. He was totally fine with it last night. Now it feels so gut wrenchingly wrong. Maybe he should wait a while longer before letting her stay again.

Taehyun

It's been a long, long day. Every muscle aches, and even his brain feels like a muscle with how tired he is. He drops his bag at the door and kicks off his shoes, the sofa calling to him longingly from across the room. The minute his back is on the soft cushion, he knows he'll fall asleep here, but he's not sure that he cares - he's fallen asleep worse places than this. Flicking on the TV, the first thing he sees is an ad about an upcoming movie, a remake of an old classic. He smiles.

"Hey babe," he calls out, "we should take your mom to see this, it's her favourite."

Hearing the familiar creak of the floorboards leading into the kitchen he glances up, and his smile falters. How could he have forgotten? She's looking at the screen with a confused expression, shaking her head. "No, it's not. I've never heard of it." She swings around to look at him now. "Have you even met my mom yet?"

He blinks, somehow feeling more drained than he was before. "Oh... I meant my mom."

Maybe he will go to bed after all.

Huening Kai

He's looking at the photos again, the ones in his phone that he keeps telling himself he'll delete. But every time he pulls them up to get rid of them, he finds he can't. He should, he knows he should, but it seems his head and his heart are at war.

He spends so long flicking through them, there are so many, accumulated over the years you spent together. He lands on his favourite; the two of you at the carnival. The memories the photo brings are so vivid, so precious, he swears he can remember every detail; the temperature of the air, the foods you ate, even the songs you listened to on the way home, car windows down and an impressive amount of sugar in your systems as you sang and bopped along. His mind replays the scene of the two of you on a ride, your laughter amidst the screams of other riders, clutching onto each other's arms for dear life, and how you almost dropped your phone as you reached out to capture the moment.

Kai forgets himself, forgets where he is right now, that this isn't your room he's lounging in, and a loud laugh bursts from him. When his joy filled eyes turn to meet hers, she is giving him an incredulous look over the top of her computer screen. He snaps out of it in an instant and tucks his phone away, apologising with a duck of his head. What is he going to do about those photos?

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

[spirit-jello]

Im gonna fill ur page with requests BUTTTT

Imagine cockwarming gamer bf! while he's on a stream and ur trying ur best not to move

(and failing miserably bcuz everytime you move he pushes deeper inside u just so that u moan and he can humiliate the fuck out of u with millions of ppl watching)

Soooo I didn’t know who you were talking about so I just assumed I could choose my baby~ I hope you enjoy!

You were currently reading something online while your boyfriend was streaming. You were a bit needy, but since he was busy with his game, you decided to help yourself with some spicy stories. 

“Babe, can you come in here for a second?” You heard Gyuvin call out, so you quickly composed yourself and walked into his office. “Hm? Are you done streaming already?” you asked, and froze when you saw his camera was still on.

“No~ but I wanted to show you off! The viewers kept asking about you.” He smiled cheekily, pulling you closer by the waist. You giggled, before letting out a squeak as he started to pull you on his lap. “W-wait baby I can stand” You laughed nervously, not wanting Gyuvin to feel your wetness through the dress because you stupidly decided not to wear panties. You remembered your thought process, ‘easier access for when he’s finished.’ God you hate yourself right now.

“But how are they going to see your cute face?” He pouted, finally getting you to sit down and wrapping his arms around your waist. Luckily(for him not you) he could still easily play his game, so you stayed silent, trying not to squirm too much.

As for him, he didn’t notice at first until he started bouncing his leg in excitement, it going in between your thighs. Now he feels your slick on his pants. At first he started getting flustered, faltering his quick skills for a moment, before smirking at an idea that popped into his head.

Oh dear. You saw his dark eyes through the webcam, and knew you were fucked. Funnily enough, you didn’t think literally. 

“Give us one second viewers~ I have to fix something really quick” Gyuvin grinned, seeming innocent but you knew otherwise.

As soon as he muted and turned off his webcam, he lifted you up slightly and unbuttoned his jeans. “What are you doing??” you squeaked out, feeling his bulge through his boxers.

“More like what were you doing? Were you touching yourself without my permission?” He tsked teasingly, before pulling out his dick. “Baby, we can’t do this! Your viewers would start to worry if you’re gone this long-”

“Who said I was gonna be gone?” He gave a quick peck on your cheek before lining up to your folds, slowly pushing inside causing you to moan softly.

“Your punishment, cutie, is that you’re going to stay still on my cock, and if you even slightly move, I’ll bounce you once or twice. You wouldn’t want the viewers to hear your slutty moans would you?” You looked at him in shock, and a little bit of lust. 

“I’m back, viewers! Just had to troubleshoot some things.” Gyuvin smiled at the camera after turning everything back on, returning to his game.

For the first half, you were pretty obedient. But then you slowly got more flustered as time went on. You’d let out whimpers from time to time, as your pussy would pulse in need without warning.

Without thinking, you squirmed trying to calm yourself down. By the time you realized what you’ve done, it was too late; He acted as if he was just readjusting, when really he gently thrusted up into your special spot. You let out a little ‘eep!’ but luckily you were able to bite back anything more. Meanwhile, the chat has been overflowing with thirsty comments about you, causing Gyuvin to chuckle. 

“Guys, sorry to inform you but y/n is mine. Isn’t that right babe?” Gyuvin looked at you but instead of waiting for an answer, he decided to be an asshat and thrust up a bit rougher causing you to let out a soft moan.

_craddymommy_: Is she ok? >_>

Your_mom_69: Dayum she made that sound?

BigDEnergy_420: hot ;)

God this was humiliating. Also the last two are such lazy ass names? “She’s fine, just feeling a little flustered, she is camera shy right hun?” He pulled you closer as if that was possible, you staying silent.

As a warning, he pinched the inside of your thigh as you bit back a whine; “It’s rude to ignore the chat you know.” He whispered in your ear, before pulling back and continuing the game.

As he went on, every once in a while you’d move and he’d move his hips to hit your g-spot. 

After an hour more of ‘torture’ and many moans and concerned chatters, he finally leaned back and stretched, ending the live with “Sorry guys, I need to fuck my girlfriend.” 

Right after the end button was hit, Gyuvin wrapped his arms around your waist, one hand going down to your clit as he fucks into you roughly. “You know how- haah- how difficult it was to not fuck you into oblivion with millions of people watching you cum from my cock?” He moaned in your ear, before getting bored of the position and turned you around, picking you up easily with his dick in you at the same time, before going to your bedroom while occasionally slapping your ass. Barely making it into the room, he threw you down on the bed on your stomach. He pulls your ass up and goes back into your tight pussy, pounding hard causing your moans to turn into screams of pleasure.

“F-fuck~ Slow down- ah~!” You whined, with him just ignoring you. As you babbled almost incoherently, him letting out a raspy laugh as if he wasn’t just as needy. “Fuck baby, you drunk off my dick already?” He slammed into you, his balls slapping against your thighs.

As if you weren’t already fucked dumb, he started spanking you leaving handprints. 

“Mm~ such a fucking good girl. Mine. Say it. Say you’re mine.” He growled, suddenly getting possessive thinking of the viewers who might be jacking off over your moans. Sadly you were too dumb to respond, causing him to flip you around and pulling you into a deep kiss.

“Mine~ don’t you fucking forget that” He muttered against your lips.

 It didn’t take much longer before you were close, and right when you came, he followed shortly after. 

A few moments of being out of breath, and him laying down next to you, Gyuvin looked to his side to see you passed out. Letting out a weak chuckle, he got up with a groan and picked you up bridal style, carrying you to the bath. <3

A/N→Hope you enjoyed ya nasty(Kidding ILY POOKIE) This was way longer than I thought it’d be 💀

[ravennaortiz]

This is part of the Choose Your Own Adventure: Birthday Edition. As Always 18+ Smut below the cut!

Juice kissed your forehead as he finished fastening the collar around your neck. His name prominent and shiny in the light on the purple leather as he stepped back to take in his work. He chewed on his lower lip as his cock hardened painfully in his jeans. “Spin for me, slowly” ordered Juice as he twirled his finger in the air. “Yes sir” you murmured as you turned giving him a full three sixty of your naked and bound body.

Juice smiled as his eyes flicked down to the tail coming from your ass as it swished side to side. When you were back facing him he quickly removed his pants and boxers. He smirked as your lust filled eyes darted to his thick bobbing cock. “You like what you see?” asked Juice as he grasped his cock watching as you swallowed hard and nodded. “Use your words” demanded Juice sharply making you jump. “Yes sir. I like what I see sir” you answered quickly your eyes locking on his.

“I was thinking maybe” started Juice as he slowly started pumping his cock. “Maybe I should just make this easy. Just handle myself” he groaned letting is head fall back as he pleased himself.

“No!” you yelled moving towards him. Juice stopped but gave you a sharp look that had you clenching your thighs. “I mean…no sir…let me sir…please” you stammered as you tried to show him you could be good. That you deserved to please him. Juice eyed you before moving over to the chair next to the bed. Sitting down he smiled at you as he grabbed the glass of whiskey he had set there earlier and sipped.

“Come” ordered Juice with an added snap of his fingers that had you getting wetter. Quickly you moved to stand between his legs. Juice quietly studied you before leaning forward and kissing your navel as he placed his hands on the back of your thighs rubbing gently. “You know I love you right?” he asked as he moved his hands higher rubbing the bottom of your ass, jostling the tail butt plug slightly making you groan. “Yes sir” you replied on a breathy moan as his fingers trailed into your slick heat.

Juice nodded as he turned to look up at you. “Kneel” he stated as he pulled his fingers from you. Once you were knelt down he grabbed you chin pulling you to his cock. “Open” he stated, smiling as you obediently did what he said. Juice slowly painted your lips with his precum before sliding the tip into your mouth. “Suck” he ordered and without hesitation you were running your tongue along the bottom of his shaft as you bobbed your head up and down. Juice moaned as you deep throated him. Carefully he moved one hand to the table next to him. His fingers found the tiny remote and without warning he turned the vibrations on for the butt plug. You gagged as you jumped from the unexpected sensation, your moans vibrating along Juices cock had him hissing.

“Enough” growled Juice after a couple of minutes. His breathing was erratic as he tried to keep himself from spilling in your wet warm mouth. You gasped as you caught your breath, breasts bouncing with each inhale. Without speaking Juice stood up and grabbing the leash off the table he clipped it to the back of your collar giving it a light tug. He smiled as he watched your eyes light up at the pressure on your throat. “Such a good girl” he murmured as he helped you to your feet before walking you to the bed.

Juice quickly positioned you onto the bed. He stood marveling again at how beautiful you were splayed on the bed for him to use however he wanted. Your ass high in the air, full from the toy, your pussy glistening for him, face pushed down into the mattress. Your leash sitting along your spine for him to pull on.. Unable to move or push him away due to the binds on your arms.

 “You are going to  lay here and take it” he stated firmly closing his eyes as he quickly slid himself into your soft walls, your moans filling the room as both of your holes were finally filled. He moved fast and hard as he felt the vibrations on his cock as your walls convulsed around him, pulling him in deeper. Your moans getting louder as your juices ran down his cock and dripped onto the mattress. “You like that slut? Being so full.” He growled as he pulled hard on the leash arching your back more for him. “Cum” demanded Juice as he slapped your ass making your cry out as your vision tunneled and your body convulsed as your orgasm ripped through you.

Knowing he was close he yanked the tail plug out as you came before shoving his cock in your ass. “Going to cum in this pretty tight ass” His fingers gripping your hips as he pounded into you before Juice let out a strangled sob moan as he came hard, spurting thick ropes of cum deep into your ass making you cum again, tears running down your face from the over stimulation.. Juice collapsed onto you his hips still bucking as his cock twitched a time or two.

“You okay?” inquired Juice after a few minutes as he pulled from you making you whimper, before he worked on undoing the binds. “I’m good babe” you assured him as you groaned at the feel of him kneading your muscles as he turned you onto your back. “I’m going to draw you a bath, get you cleaned up okay?” he murmured as he kissed you.

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[boringbxtch]

Lester Sinclair | getting a little relief

1.5k words

[ Gender neutral reader smut ]

not descriptive on gender specific body parts but i identity as female so please let me know just incase I unintentionally messed up somewhere

Warnings: oral(m receiving), degrading/praise, using a human as a toilet (no#1) and spitting (you get called multiple names including bitch, slut, whore )

From all of those warnings you can guess that the below imagine is 18+

At this point I’m not confident with attempting to type how Lester sounds, so I’m mostly keeping it general writing but you can read it in his voice

You didn’t know why you expected any differently, sitting bored and alone in a ghost town should have been what you anticipated and yet with how up your ass Bo was…figuratively of course, you would have at least anticipated some appearance from him but no. Left alone lying on the wooden floor trying to get some semblance of fresh air to your heated body.

It seemed your saving grace was walking through the door at that moment, Lester Sinclair. “Should’a ask why you’re on the floor?” “I’m wasting away that’s what I’m doing down here” your flair for dramatics causing laughter to erupt from the man.

“Well I don’t know about wasting away ya look perfect ta me, If you want you can join me on my run” That seemed to spark some life into you at least a little. Slowly rising from the ground and both making your way over to his truck. The smell hit you much like how the truck would on impact, the rancid smell of rotting carcass couldn’t exactly be described as an aphrodisiac but never the less you both climbed in and set off down the back roads in search of roadkill.

It had been a little while since you spent time with Lester given that the man showed up briefly to drop off people with car troubles and he was away again, So this was a welcome distraction even if Lester seemed a little more skittish that usual, you didn’t bring it up though believing he was just getting used to spending this time together after all he did spend most of his time alone on the back roads.

It had been roughly just about over an hour since you left the house and you could see from the corner of your eye that Lester was shifting in his seat though trying to do it inconspicuously so you wouldn’t notice, not missing the side long glances he takes at you when there’s a lapse in conversation and silence hits. He seems to look at you from head to toe, you can admit that you did find yourself liking the attention due to the feelings you were harbouring for the man.

That’s what gave you the little bout of bravery coupled with slight pity for his uncomfortable shifting to reach over and place your hand on his mid inner thigh before commenting “I can help with that, honey. Give you the relief you want, That’s if you want me to” The silence you were met with was like ice water thrown over you making you stutter out apologises while retracting your hand.

It didn’t get very far away before it was grabbed “I’m not rejecting you darlin, if anything I’d take you right here but this ain’t quite what you think” your face must have betrayed your thought to make him say “ I need to empty the tank if you know what I mean” feeling foolish but still reeling a little from the non rejection you did something you never believed you ever would. “The offer still stands,you can use me to relieve yourself”

A loud screech tore through the air, he had jammed his foot down on the break before snapping his head in your direction. “Y’sure about that darlin? Cause once I start going I might not be able to stop it” having lost your nerve by now you just nod back as an answer. He turns around and bounces his way out of the truck to walk around and open your door for you given that it sticks.

Getting out the truck you both make your way towards the tree line with you lagging slightly behind Lester, your nerves are really hitting you now when you make it far enough in so no one will see you both. Not that many people travel out this far often but it’s a precaution. Meeting him face to face but you can’t seem to meet him eye to eye slight regretting the decision you made.

A hand touched your chin causes your eyes to finally meet. “Cmon now don’t get shy on me, you want it that bad you’d get on your knees and beg for anything from me even my piss” the pure shock of the sentence seem to have given him an advantage to place his hands on your shoulders to take you down to your knees. Unceremoniously landing in the grass now eye level with the slight bulge in his blue jeans. His hands obstructing your view slightly to unzip them and lower both his jeans and underwear enough to bring himself out, Almost like you were viewing it from an outside perspective you shot to the forefront when he had fully exposed his slightly hard cock. Locked in a one sided staring contest with it due to the almost laughable circumstances before feeling a sudden wetness hit your face, he had spit on you “ open you mouth dirty little bitch” you had never seen Lester like this before especially with him above you but it wasn’t unwelcome.

Gripping your jaw to open your mouth he leans over and you catch sight of the saliva leaving his mouth this time right before the liquid hit your tongue. mouth wide open still he grabs hold of himself and reiterates “are you sure about this darlin? We can stop here” the little sweet moment unexpected but you reply back with “I’m sure Les, it’s ok” eye contact is held when the first spurt hits you just below your throat on your sternum before he makes an adjustment in his stance , the shock of the bitter and salty taste hit your tongue causing a slight jump. The liquid dribbling down the side of your mouth from the movement.

The look on his face makes the liquid filling you mouth worth it, that’s why you’re doing this…purely for Lester you think while ignoring the feeling stirring between your thighs. Your mouth filling up fairly quickly but giving you very little option to move with his hand gripping your jaw and the other gripping the bottom of his shaft.

You feel the stream taper and stop but you remain still with your mouth brimming full , doing the first thing that comes to mind closing your mouth but it’s quickly forced back open with his thumb and pointer finger.

“We’ll I’ll be damned” You had swallowed it. A sudden wet feeling slap brought your attention back in focus, he hadn’t moved his hands, One was still gripping the side of your jaw and the other still had a tight grip on the bottom of his dick, he’d hit you on the face with his dick smearing urine across your cheekbone.

“Fuck I think you’ll be coming with me more often, you dirty little slut drinking it down” a breathy chuckle “I’m nowhere near finished so open your mouth”

He placed the tip against your bottom lip, This time you were prepared for the stream to come, the same bitter taste that screwed up your face but you wanted to be good and stay still not that the hand now on the back of your head gave you much choice.

Mouth filling up quickly you swallow again, your mouth closing around the head temporarily causing the stream to hit directly on your lips streaming down the side of your face to your chest soaking into your clothing

You could feel the warmth of the liquid running down pooling onto you thighs reaching between them. The stream was slowly losing its flow tapering off into little spurts at the end. A groan of relief emitted itself from his mouth having been able to finally empty his bladder, looking down at you. You must have been a sight, covered from face to thighs in his urine with your clothing plastered to you. Swallowing around the last mouthful you lean forward and bring his tip to your mouth licking the head clean before bringing your head forward to take more of him into your mouth.

“Fucking little whore wants more they can’t just accept what they’re given and be grateful , you want to suck me clean and work for my cum. You’re a good little slut aren’t you?” The answering hums causing his head to throw back in a gritty whine, his hips now slowly canting forward to meet your mouth bobbing down his shaft. Getting so far into it you don’t expect to be pulled backwards, the resounding pop of your lips leaving his tip loud in the trees. Being pulled up to stand you were told “as much as I’d love to take you like a whore, head buried in the grass with your ass in the air filling you with my cum and watchin it dripping down your thighs. I want to be good to you for our first”

As you fully balanced on your own feet again a thought came to you, How were you going to get back into the house like this without anyone seeing you? You can’t but don’t worry they’ll treat you real good…I promise

It’s a little rushed but I had to finish typing it quickly or I would’ve made a whole book on sucking Lester off, hope you like it

[moodymelanist]

I don’t know if you’re still taking prompts but I would love if you would write an Elucien prompt with a baby. I can just imagine Lucien being a father and holding his tiny daughter with red hair and brown doe eyes.

Or height difference where Elain has to reach up on her tiptoes to kiss him and he teases her for it.

I sure am! I have babies on the brain since I’m working on chapter 2 of my Nessian pregnancy fic so your wish is my command 💖

shoutout to @c-e-d-dreamer for letting me borrow baby elucien’s name hehe

Elain rose to consciousness slowly for once, her brain taking a few minutes to come back online from her mid-afternoon nap. She’d been snatching sleep where she could for weeks now, and Lucien had fallen asleep beside her, but he was nowhere to be found now. The baby monitor was also suspiciously quiet, so she made sure to turn the volume back up before putting on some slippers and getting out of bed to search for her husband and her daughter.

It didn’t take long to find them. She followed the sound of his quiet singing to Jasmine’s nursery, already prepared for an overload of cuteness inside. The door was already open, so she slipped inside and immediately started smiling at what awaited her.

Her heart melted immediately at the sight of her husband pacing barefoot, their daughter’s head tucked carefully into the curve of his chest as he gently bounced her in his arms. She didn’t understand any of the words he was singing, but from Jasmine’s peaceful expression, clearly their daughter was enjoying whatever Lucien was singing to her.

Lucien smiled as he caught sight of Elain standing in the doorway, abruptly switching to English. “Look who’s come to see us, golam.”

“Don’t let me stop you,” Elain replied quietly, not wanting to disturb the adorable scene before her. She wish she’d thought to grab her phone before getting up, but that was okay. They had their entire lives for moments like these. “What were you singing to her?”

“Something my mom sang to me,” he answered, still smiling. He slowly shifted across the room until he reached her, somehow managing to bend down to kiss her without disturbing the baby in his arms. “Sleep well, Munchkin?”

“For once, yes,” she told him. It was the best nap she’d had in she didn’t even know how long, and she would be eternally grateful for him for it. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” he replied, leaning back so he had enough room to keep bouncing Jasmine in his arms. “I’m just doing my husbandly duties.”

Elain reached out to rub her hand over Jasmine’s hair, smoothing down the unruly red waves before replying. “That doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it.”

“Maybe you can show me your appreciation after I put her down for a nap,” Lucien said with a wink.

“Lucien,” she replied, blushing. “Not in front of the baby!”

“She doesn’t even speak English yet,” he responded with a quiet laugh. “I can say it in another language if it would make you feel better.”

He knew good and well that repeating himself in French or Farsi would only make things worse. “You’re playing dirty!”

“I thought that’s how you liked me,” Lucien said. He opened his mouth to say something else, but Jasmine picked that moment to let out a ridiculously loud cry, and the moment was lost. “Shhhh, it’s okay, honey. Papa’s here.”

“Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,” Elain told him over their daughter’s cries. Lucien shot her an annoyed grin before resuming his slow walk around the room. “You want me to take her?”

“No, I’ve got it,” he replied. “Go take a bath or whatever you do to relax.”

“Are you trying to tell me I smell, Luce?” she asked dryly.

“Of course not!” he responded. “I was just thinking maybe I’d join you after.”

Now that she could get on board with. “Okay, honey.”

She waited until he’d turned around to face her again before yanking off her top, giving him a show for a few seconds before turning and walking toward the bathroom.

“I thought you said not in front of the baby!” Lucien yelled from the nursery. Elain made sure he could hear her laughing all the way from the nursery, but by the time they were through with each other, neither of them had the energy to be laughing anymore.

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The Jason Todd Anomaly

Chapter 4: I’ll Buy Breakfast

Pairing: Jason Todd x female!Reader

Fandom: Red Hood

Warnings: none

Summary: Jason is curious about Y/N and keeps an eye on her at the gym

Chapter 3, Chapter 2, Chapter 1

This was the fourth day in a row that Jason found himself at the gym with Y/N.  He had moved his training time, wanting to keep an eye on her and what exactly she was doing at his gym everyday.  He suspected she might be that idiot masquerading as a vigilante but so far she wasn't giving any tells.  He was off training by himself, lifting weights, using the speed bag, but still watching as Y/N trained with Marco.  Once she was coming to use the weights he would bounce, not wanting to actually talk to her.  He couldn't figure her out all the way.  He had looked her up, she wasn't anything super special, she was born in Gotham, lived in a decent neighborhood, was in college before everything went to shit.  Now she worked at the GCPD as a record keeper and the chief's assistant, and trained a lot.  Other than that he couldn't find anything about her that was suspicious.  His next step was to go to her apartment, search around and see what he could find.

But for now, he was working the speed bag while Y/N stretched in the ring, waiting for Marco.  When he came out of his office he called out to Jason, walking beside the ring, his arm in a sling.  Jason walked over, already not liking this.  Y/N looked between the men, standing straight up again.

"Can you get in there and help out Y/N today?  Obviously I can't hold the pads for drills and since I got shot I need to go to the police station and fill out paperwork," he said.  Jason scowled a little but Marco just stared at him expectantly.  Jason finally grunted and nodded, clearly annoyed but he couldn't argue with Marco.  The man had been around forever and he respected the man, so he climbed into the ring.  "Thanks man, I'll be back in awhile, lock up when you guys leave."  He headed out the door and Jason grabbed the pads.

"You all ready to start?" he asked, sounding bored.  Y/N nodded and put on her gloves as Jason held up the pads for crossover drills, left, right, duck, just like Marco had showed him.  "So why are you here all the time?"

"I...got mugged...cut pretty bad...wanted to...protect myself..." she answered, throwing her punches as she went.  She stopped for just a moment, showing him a scar along her bicep.  "Took 150 stitches and a lot of rehab to get me going again."  Jason nodded.

"I have one like that" he said, turning his calf to show her a scar that looked similar to hers.  "150 stitches as well."  He held up the pads again for her to keep running drills.  "Do you live here or the safe zone?"  He didn't know why he was making conversation with her.  He knew all this, he could just do this in silence, but he was curious, maybe she would drop some information for him, give him a sign of her being Anomaly.

"I live in the Safe Zone, this just happens to be the only gym I like, we only have the GCPD gym and it sucks" she said.   "What about you?  You still live in the Wayne building?" He shook his head.  "Why not?  Its in Two Faces territory but I'm sure you guys could afford to pay his tolls."

"None of us live there, or want to live there.  I don't know about the others but I don't personally like living where Bruce supposedly raised us" he said.  He tossed the pads and put on some gear to do some sparring.  Y/N wiped her head with a towel, taking a sip of water.  She was watching him curiously.

"Supposedly raised you?  Didn't he adopt you?" she asked.  He nodded slowly before shrugging.

"I was the second kid, and a troublemaker on top of that.  Dick was the one who listened, Tim was always quiet, stayed out of the way, and Damian was Bruce's actual kid and an absolute fucking troll.  Plus, Bruce is not a great dad, I think he only adopted us for the clout" he said.  Y/N cocked her head to the side as he got into position.  She seemed to decide against saying anything and they started sparring.  She was good, using her weight and muscle to slow down his speed.  They sparred pretty hard for awhile before sitting and removing the headgear.  Y/N took a drink before tossing Jason her water.  He drank and splashed some on his hair.

"So sounds like you rejected that silver spoon life" she said.  "Privilege not your thing?"  He shrugged.

"I wanted to be more than just some rich guys charity case" he said.  "He wanted us to be little soldiers of good, show off how great he was, I couldn't do that."  He rubbed a hand through his hair.  This was all true, he just left out the fact that Bruce did train them to be good little soldiers.  Jason just wasn't a good man.  "What about you?  You got mugged, decided to train up to be what?"

"I just was tired of being afraid, tired of people bullying me" she said.  "I mean, you've noticed I am not stereotypical in my appearance, I've always been bullied and I'm just, so tired of it.  So I won't be bullied again, not by kids at school, and not by random muggers trying to steal my wallet."  She looked over at Jason.  "Are you hungry?"

"Um, ya actually," he said.  She nodded and stood, offering him her hand.  He took it and stood, starting to untape his hands.  "We could go to the diner?  Meet at the door in 20 minutes?"  She nodded and headed to the locker room.

Jason waited for a minute at the door, now dressed in his jeans and white tshirt, leather jacket over his arm as he checked him phone.  He glanced up when Y/N came out of the locker room, dressed in jeans and long sleeved shirt, her hair down and flowing down to just below her chest.   He couldn't lie, she was pretty, very pretty.  And...what was he thinking?  He shook himself and pushed open the door for her.

"Thanks, um I'm buying breakfast," she said, heading out the door.  She waited for Jason to lock up, watching him slide on the leather jacket.  Damn, he was annoying but he was also super hot, and for a second she imagined what it would be like to have those arms around her but then she dropped the thought.  He finished locking up and motioned for her to continue.

"I'm the one with the neverending money stream, I'll buy breakfast," he said.  She shrugged and nodded.  Sure, let the rich kid pick up breakfast.  She didn't know  where this seeming friendly rapport was coming from, they had been at each others throats just last week, but she didn't hate it.  He was a pretty good trainer and when she talked he actually seemed to listen to her.  She heard his phone go off and he answered, frowning and hanging up rather quick.

"Everything ok?" she asked.  He quickly put a mask of content on his face and nodded.

"Ya, I think it was a wrong number, no one was there" he said.  She knew he was lying but who was she to question him?  If he wanted to keep something private she would let him.  "Anyway, why didn't you just leave Gotham?  I know there's ways to get out of the city."

"I grew up here, I mean, we all saw Batman and now the Robins, they make everyone think they can be safe here.  Although the only one who seems to actually to have done anything is Red Hood, if I was going to pick any of them I would probably put him in charge," she said.  Red Hood was annoying when he was getting in her way but in the grand scheme of things he was the one actually making a permanent change, not just putting a bandaid on the situation in the city.  She looked at Jason and saw he looked surprised as he held the diner door open for her.   "What?"

"Red Hood?  You think Red Hood is the one that should be running the place?" he asked, unable to hide the surprise.  No one actually liked Red Hood, they were either scared of him or thought he was a loose canon that needed taken down.

"He actually makes change, and good changes.  I mean, everyone here is fed, there are supplies, really low crime even compared to the safe zone, and he actually is gaining territory" she said.  "He's doing something right." Jason smiled a little bit as they sat down and were brought coffee.   "Now...you said you were buying right?"  He nodded.  "Awesome."