#come back to me in 20 minutes i’ll be ok then

[extragumyum]

the most normal ever (i’m sobbing and losing it)

[pastlivesxpastlie]

♡ Let’s Fuck Her Up ♡

There’s nothing wrong with an innocent game of truth or dare among roommates…unless they’re two guys who seem to have massive crushes on you and each other.

Vessel x IV x F!Reader

Smut, M/M/F threesome, Bi!Token, praise, dirty talk, fingering, cunnilingus, finger sucking, some spanking, reader is yanked around like a fleshlight, p in v (pretend we talked about birth control prior), and they were roommates

A/N: a ✨ beloved mutual ✨ once said “hey what about a truth or dare fic” and then I was struck by lightning in Best Buy with this idea. Also I took to just naming them Ves and Ivy in this for my mental health.

You’re laying on the couch. Mindlessly scrolling. Completely zoned out from whatever Ves and Ivy are talking about. 20 minutes ago it was all “yeah let’s go out oi oi” and all that but no one had any good ideas. Well. You did! But of course, the “boys club” always overruled you. You knew there were risks involved rooming with two guy best friends—either they treated you like a helpless little girl that needed defending and items retrieved from high spots or like you were the neighborhood girl their respective parents had guilted them into inviting. Suddenly, you hear your name and a snap.

“What?! Jesus.” You say rolling your eyes as Ivy tries to get your attention.

“I asked you something…”

“She’s checked out, man,” Ves says chuckling.

“Yeah yeah, fine. I’ll ask again. Truth or dare?” Ivy asks with his elbows on his knees as he leans forward on the loveseat across from you. Ves shakes his head and stifles a laugh, whispering “you wanker” in reference to Ivy’s mischievous grin.

You snort and decide to play along just to prove how stupid of an idea this is. How old are we?

“Fine. Truth.”

Ivy taps his chin as if he doesn’t already have a question in mind. “Which of us is the best looking?”

“Me. Easy.” You say straightfaced. It’s incredibly satisfying to watch Ivy’s shit-eating grin melt into a scowl. Ves pats him on the back as if to say “there there big guy.”

“Well…ok…but…” Ivy sputters.

“You actually disagree with her, Ivy?”

“What? No, I mean, come on…apples…apples and oranges mate.”

“So why’d you ask her? That’s literally the same question you asked her.” Ves asks with an exasperated laugh, flailing his arm a bit.

You’re watching them banter and the same suspicion creeps up in the back of your mind. There’s something more there. Maybe. The way they look at each other. The little nudges. That’s not just chemistry…that’s not just…being playful.

“Boys boys boys,” you interrupt. They both look at you. “Ves…truth or dare?”

The taller man blushes a little. Maybe he didn’t actually want to play this game and thought Ivy was being a prick. Maybe he just couldn’t believe you were playing along. He shrugs, trying to look nonchalant. “Dare.”

You catch Ivy’s eye and realize you’re both chuckling at Ves’s willingness to take on a dare. A tiny moment. Another one of those times where you think, “is this something?”

“Alright…I dare you toooooo…hmm…read us your most recent sexts.” You laugh but the boys don’t. You expected Ves’s reaction—rolling his eyes and rubbing his temples—but you didn’t expect Ivy’s blush. Or him fidgeting a little. “Uhm…”

Ves shrugs. “I don’t sext.”

“Oh. Well…”

He snorts. “I’m fucking with you.” He fishes his phone out of his pocket as Ivy watches him with great interest. What is this? There has to be something going on. He unlocks his phone and scrolls a bit. “Ok…it says…” he scrolls some

more, “it says ‘you should have your lips around me instead.” And with that he locks the phone and puts it back in his pocket. He looks over at Ivy as if he’s sizing him up. You feel like you shouldn’t be here.

“Truth or Dare, Ive?”

Ivy rolls his eyes as if the game he decided they should play is the stupidest thing ever. “Truth, I guess.”

Ves responds immediately. “Tell her what you said about the last guy she brought over.”

Oop. Ivy’s eyebrows furrow, and you feel your stomach drop a bit. The last guy you had over was pretty sweet but didn’t seem quick to move forward. You still talk to him and go out sometime.

Ivy pinches the bridge of his nose and answers. He knows he needs to be a good sport for his own game.

“I said he was a loser.”

“And?”

Ivy groans. “And a simp.”

“What’s wrong with being a simp?” You ask with play seriousness.

“You need someone who doesn’t have to be pathetic to get your attention. Not some lost idiot.”

You laugh with a scoff. “Takes one to know one?”

Ivy throws a small pillow in your general direction and you toss it back when it falls near you. He dodges it and grabs the pillow Ves had been holding. He’s ready to start a pillow fight as you shriek and giggle as he comes toward you when Ves says “alright alright, Ivy it’s your turn.” Ivy lands a soft thump of the pillow against your side before sitting by Ves again.

“Fine. Sour puss. Alright princess, truth or dare?”

Your cheeks are still warm from the silliness and adrenaline. You gather your nerves and…

“Dare.”

Ivy nods and thinks for a second before looking back at Ves. Some unspoken boy conversation going on between them.

“Let us guess what color panties you have on. If neither of us can, you get bragging rights. If one of us guesses correctly…you have to prove it.”

Both men are looking at you like your word is law. They’re hanging on the edge on your every word. Waiting. Like good boys. Wait no stop that. You sigh and stand up, doing a little twirl. “Alright, do your worst.”

“Black” they both blurt out, straightfaced.

Fuck. You shouldn’t be surprised but here you are scoffing and rolling your eyes. You loop your thumbs under your shorts and pull them down enough to let them see your black boyshorts. “Congrats on guessing one of the most common underwear colors. Alright. Ivy. Truth or dare?”

“But it’s my turn!” Ves interjects.

“Dare.” Ivy snaps back calmly. The tension is building.

“Give Ves a little kiss.”

There’s a lengthy, heavy pause. Ivy huffs out a little laugh. “Is that all you’ve got?”

Ivy and Ves lean towards each other and you feel a pulse deep deep inside you. Ves crooks his finger under Ivy’s chin as their lips meet. Seconds feel like an eternity. Ivy cups Ves’s face and gently caresses the taller man’s cheekbone with his thump. Your breath catches in uncomfortable shock but your synapses are firing like crazy. They’ve done this before. And it’s so hot. It is so clear just how into each other they are as one kiss ends and Ivy immediately initiates another. At one point Ves gently bites Ivy’s bottom lip, and Ivy chuckles as he pushes Ves back a little. Not out of disgust…but more like “not here, not now at least”

Ivy looks at you as he runs his fingers through his blonde hair and licks his lips. You barely register that you’ve actually slipped off your shorts while watching your roommates make out. “You cool doing a dare,” he asks, nodding up at you.

You nod wordlessly. Your breath is coming heavier.

“Good girl. I dare you…”

He looks at Ves but his eyes are taking in every single inch of your body. Ivy lets out a dry chuckle and looks back to saying, “I dare you to sit in Ves’s lap.”

You look at Ves for some kind of reassurance or “gotcha” reaction, but instead he beckons you forward and pats his lap. As if in a trance you walk towards him and shyly straddle his lap. His hands gently tug you by the hips.

“There she is…” Ves whispers as he looks up at you and moves your hair off your shoulders. Ivy scoots closer and puts his arm around Ves.

“Look at her on your thighs…” Ivy says without breaking his gaze from your body.

“I know. Like an angel.”

“Mm like a queen.”

“Ah…yeah…a queen. On her throne. Aren’t you?”

You know you look dumb right now because you feel dumb. “Wha-…”

They both giggle at your adorable confusion. Ivy starts toying with the strap of your tank top as Ves kneads your hips and love handles. Ves lets his head rest back on the couch as his hands go under your shirt.

“Is it ok if he does that, babes” Ivy asks softly as he brushes your hair behind your ears before pulling down your tank strap.

You nod, “…yeah. I…I like it.”

“Good. I do, too” Ves says as he lifts your shirt a little. You instinctively suck in your stomach but both guys protest. Ivy caresses your tummy with his fingertips and hums happily. “She’s too cute,” Ves says as he lets one of his hands drift up to cup your face. His thumb rubs over your lips, and your tongue pokes out to touch it. You taste his skin as his long thumb presses past your lips. You let out a small moan which elicits reverent coos and sighs from the guys.

“You like how he tastes, princess?” Ivy asks as his hands smooth over your back and ass. He leans close to your ear… “you should really try his cock. If you like his thumb that much…” he plants tiny kisses on your neck… “then imagine how wet you’ll get when you’re deep throating him.”

You moan and move your head to kiss Ivy. His plump lips press against you in the most delicious yet agonizingly tender way. Ves moans as he watches and circles your nipple under your tank with his thumb…still wet from playing with your tongue. Ivy palms your other breast through your tank top as you grasp at his thick, delicious body. He moans gently and relishes in finally…finally kissing you. You’ve always thought he was sweet and gentle. Listening to you vent, ruffling your hair when you’re being silly or even when he’s proud. So kissing him was like coming home. A hug.

Ves’s free hand trails up Ivy’s chest and rests at his neck. You pull away reluctantly from your friend’s lips…only to lean down and kiss your other friend.

If kissing Ivy was tender and soft, kissing Ves was frantic and needy. Between the two of them, you’ve felt the most sexual tension with Ves. You often end up spending a lot of alone time together. Just scrolling or watching something mindless. It’s not that you don’t talk…it’s comfortable silence. And glances. So many stolen glances. But now he’s holding your hips tight and pressing you against his toned body like you might disappear. Ivy groans softly as he watches you two, his lovers.

“She’s sweet, isn’t she, babe?” Ivy whispers to Ves as you feel your shirt being going over your head.

Ves pulls back from the kiss to get your shirt off and bites his lip as he ogles your chest. “Like fucking sugar,” he says breathlessly. He pulls you close and licks a long line up up your chest, making you moan with your head back. Ivy turns your face to him and nuzzles your nose with his as Ves starts kissing and sucking at your tits.

“Ivy…mm..please…” you whimper…willing him to touch you.

“Use your words, sugar,” Ves growls, “tell Ivy what you want. You’ll love it…he’ll make you feel so good.”

Ivy chuckles as you tug at his hand. “Touch me…please…I need you…” you groan… “take care of me.”

Both Ves and Ivy make cute satisfied little sounds as Ivy’s thick fingers slide under your boyshorts. You gasp as he finds your clit and blush with embarrassment at just how good it feels to have him touch you as Ves sucks your nipples. Your fingers tangle in Ves’s hair and your teeth clench as Ivy moves to trace your slit. You sit up a little to give him more room but the angle is weird…and you’ve never had two men pawing at you before. You’ve never been shared. The pad of Ivy’s middle finger playfully taps at your entrance. This whole time he’s been kissing and nipping at your neck but now he moves his lips to your ear.

“You’re a needy girl, aren’t you? You like doing this, hm? Being in the center of attention?” He whispers as he ghosts over your clit again. You whimper as he pulls his coated fingers from your folds. “Fuck she’s hot. Ves…”

Ves briefly looks up and quickly pulls away from your breast when Ivy offers him his finger. You watch as Ivy traces his finger around Ves’s lips before Ves takes the finger into his mouth. He takes a sharp breath and moans as he holds Ivy’s hand steady as your essence off him. God you want to just stare. Seeing the way Ves looks up with eager eyes and the way Ivy just lets him clean his fingers breaks your brain. You feel like a chained up bitch in heat. You want to play. You want to be your normal, slutty enthusiastic self…to show them what you can do…how you can make them feel. But you feel intimidated. Sensing your discomfort, Ves pulls you close. When he disengages from Ivy’s hand, he buries his face in your neck, taking in your scent and biting you gently.

“It’s a bit much, yeah? A lot to take in,” Ves says softly as he trails kisses on your collarbone. “Do you want to keep going?”

You can barely think. On one hand you have no idea what this means for the dynamic afterwards, on the other…if you don’t cum tonight you might actually combust. “Yeah. Yeah I do.”

You feel Ivy pulling you off Ves’s lap and against his nude torso. You were so wrapped up in Ves marking you that you didn’t hear Ivy get undressed. He pulls you down to the floor and lays you down. You look up and see Ves slipping off his tshirt before laying beside you.

“He’s going to take such good care of you, sugar,” Ves says almost teasingly as he kisses your temple. “You’re gonna cum all over Ivy’s fingers and pretty face.”

Ves’s hand slides down to your now bare pussy and gently circles your clit before carefully spreading your lips to give Ivy better access.

“Fuck…Ves…”

“Ah Ves you should see how her pussy clenches when you touch her. Fuck you’re getting her ready for me” Ivy says right against your clit. He flicks his tongue sharply against it, making you jolt. Ves responds by kissing your cheeks and cooing words of praise.

“Yeah he’s good with his tongue, huh, babygirl? Do you like what he’s doing?”

You feel your pussy quiver against Ivy’s face as he alternates between licking and sucking your clit. Ivy reaches up to play with your tits. Ves caresses Ivy’s arm as your nipple is lightly pinched. You moan and try to lift your head to kiss Ves…or get his attention at least. His eyes are glued to your slick cunt and the gorgeous man eating it out. Ivy must be looking back because you see Ves blow a little kiss before he turns his attention to you. You reach up to him and finally get to m pull him in for a sweet kiss. Ivy moans into your pussy and adds two fingers. As he rubs your sensitive bundle from the inside you break the kiss and moan against Ves’s lips.

“Ves…Ivy…I…I…don’t—“

Ivy stops when he hears this. Both men are concerned about you when you whimper like that. Ivy lays atop you, his still clothed bulge pressing against your hot cunt.

“I don’t…know how to cum unless I do it myself.” You say blushing profusely. “It’s not that easy for me to just…let go.”

Ves pets your hair as Ivy softly kisses your collarbone. “Then you call the shots, love. What do you need? What would you like?” Ivy asks softly before he gently teeths your ear lobe.

“I need to get fucked.”

Ivy and Ves share a pleasantly surprised look. They thought for sure you’d say you needed a breather but here you were asking to be dicked down by your two closest guy friends. Ves leans in to kiss Ivy before whispering “you’re already on top of her…you go first, handsome.”

Your pussy throbs watching them kiss right in front of you. Ivy cradles Ves’s face so tenderly you feel like you’re intruding, but you quickly feel apart of the moment when Ivy begins tracing lazy circles on your tummy. Ves’s kisses trail down Ivy’s cheek to his neck, and you take the opportunity to sit up. Shyly, you reach out and touch Ivy’s bulge through his shorts. He lets out a sharp moan as you stroke the length. It’s thick, and you can already imagine the stretch that would come from taking it completely. Ivy gently pushes your hand away.

“You’re too good at that, babe. Mm slow down.”

You chuckle softly and start kissing the other side of Ivy’s neck. He groans whinly. “Oh fuck you both…mm…‘snot fair.” Ves chuckles and moves his kisses to your cheeks. “Yeah there we go. Let’s pick on our girl” Ivy says as he dive bombs the other side of your neck. You squirm and moan as they both kiss, suck, and bite at your neck. Ves moves to you close to him as he lays back on the floor. You’re positioned like you’re going to ride him but you hear Ivy taking his shorts off behind you.

“Ivy’s going to fuck you now…yeah? Can you handle that for us, baby?”

You swallow hard and whimper as your feel the head of Ivy’s cock tease your entrance.

“She wants it, Ves. You should feel it.”

“Oh yeah,” Ves asks with a bemused expression as his unceremoniously reaches down and fingers you.” Mmm. Yeah…you are awfully wet…and you’re practically trying to suck my fingers in.”

Ves removes his fingers but you don’t feel empty for long. Ivy presses against your pussy and presses in with delicious restraint. He’s big and you’re tight. It’s been a little since you’ve been fucked from behind so it takes a second for you to regain some brain power after Ivy’s cock finally caresses your gspot. You feel yourself clench on him and a gentle spank.

“She’s gonna make me lose it, Ves. She’s so tight.”

“Mm yeah? She gonna milk you dry?”

You moan and try to relax but it’s hard when they talk about you like you’re not here. How they praise you and flirt with each other.

“If I’m not careful, yeah…she just might.” Ivy spanks you again. “You’re gonna love her Ves…well…love her more.”

Your brain feels fuzzy as you look down at Ves as holds your hips still for Ivy. Ivy starts rolling his hips into you…the stretch and friction is incredible. You feel like you’re on fire and itching an in impossible scratch.

“Mm. Such a good girl. We just love you…don’t we Ive?” Ves asks as he stares up at you. Ivy can’t answer the question directly.

“God…fuck…finally…finally…such a good girl…fucking love you, babygirl.”

You cry out as you press against Ivy for a deeper fuck. “I…love you…Ivy…fuck…aaahh GOD baby.” Your climax ripples through you as he keeps you in place for his boyfriend. “Fuck. FUCK. I love you both.”

Ivy’s breath hitches and he grabs for Ves’s hand. Ves looks up at you sweetly and says, “Ivy’s gonna cum inside you. Ok? Such a good girl to take his cum. And then…I’m going to fuck his cum and my cum so deep in you that you won’t sit right tomorrow. And we’ll have to take care of you…sweet princess. Someone will have to kiss that pretty pussy better when we’re done. Would you like that? For your boys to take care of you and pamper you all day? All the fingers and cocks and…”

“Shut up Ves…I’m not gonna last long if you don’t…fuck…hnng.” Ivy desperately fucks into you. He’s holding back, you can tell. The pace is measured and careful…and so fucking hot. Ves winks and flashes a wicked grin.

“I’m just having a conversation with our girl. That’s all…” Ves starts moves hands to your breasts and presses hot, wet kisses on each one. You feel another orgasm clench Ivy’s cock.

“Ivy! You’re so….fucking big….” You cry out as you become overstimulated.

“Nah baby…fuck…fuck…you’re fucking right…god Ves, she’s so tight. You’re gonna love it….”

“Ivy cum for me…please,” you beg. Your confidence is growing, and since Ves isn’t holding your hips anymore, you fuck Ivy right back. You feel his wide hand press into the middle of your back, making you fall against Ves. Ivy cries out your name and moans out in whines as he coats your womb with his cum. Your pussy clenches hard like it’s desperate for more.

Ves breathes heavily after holding you as Ivy fucked you and made you his for the moment. “I don’t know if I’ll last long,” he says pathetically. “You two are so hot together.”

Ivy pulls out of you and comes to your side. You two share a deep kiss and stare into each others eyes for a bit.

“You’re so good,” you whisper to him.

“That’s you, girl.” He gives him a quick kiss. “Now let’s play with Ves.” Ivy pats you to get off Ves and he tells Ves to sit on the couch. Ves obeys and takes off his sweats. His cock is hard and twitching for both of you. He sits on the couch, and you straddle him once again. Ivy guides your hips and sets you down on Ves’s cock…slowly…slowly…slowly…

You moan and whimper as you’re stretched once again. Ivy was definitely thicker, but Ves had length and a slight bend that felt so yummy inside you.

“Fffuuuuccckk…Ves…baby…” your voice is barely coming out.

“Move her,” Ves whispers to Ivy as he plays with your nipples.

“Alright…work with me, babygirl, yeah? You want him to bust for your pussy?” Ivy whispers huskily from behind you as he starts to move your hips up and down. He has you bouncing on Ves’s cock…he’s in control. Ves’s fingers press roughly into your plush hips so hard you can feel the bruises blossoming.

“God you’re so perfect…such a fucking queen…” Ves whispers as he pulls you close for warm, desperate kisses. “Ivy…Ivy…I need to fuck her.”

Ivy lets go of your hips, and Ves immediately repositions so he can fuck up into you. Ivy has to cover your mouth as the most obscene moans and whimpers leave your pretty lips.

“You’re gonna be mine, too, baby. You’re gonna be so full from me and Ivy. So much love in your pussy…such a good…fucking…fuck….FUCK.” Ves cums inside you and keeps fucking through his climax. You both and breathing heavily…like you might hyperventilate. Ivy helps you off Ves’s lap and sits you on the couch between them. Ivy clings to your back as Ves moves to hug you. You turn your head as the two men press needy kisses on you, letting it become a slow, sensual kiss between the three of you.

[amiaclone]

I came to kindly ask something about the unmasked square boss that they take hostage in episode 7

*inhale*

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE 😭

You asked I’ll writeee!

*Just as In ho was about to shoot the unmasked guard you grabbed the gun down and turned to the guard*

*He looked to be about the same age as you early 20s or teens maybe? Either way he was young it was wrong but he has his whole life ahead of him!*

*The guard seemed shocked you took the gun and sighed* “Tell us where the headquarters of this place is. Killing you would make us just as bad.” *You spoke in a calm yet stern voice the unmasked guard couldn’t help but stare in admiration*

*As he took us to the place the unmasked guard stuck to you the whole time the others seemed he’d kill him during the first chance they’d get you however seemed different i mean he KNEW he deserved to die but….you gave a nice like home feeling he hasn’t ever felt that in ages…..if at all.*

*You decided to try talking to the guard as he was walking right next to you and maybe find out some backstory as to why guards are guards and hey…..he’s kinda cute.*

“Soo why are you a guard anyway?” *You asked out of the blue*

*The guard tensed he continued walking but he didn’t know what to say would you shoot him if he didn’t answer? What was he supposed to do just tell you?*

“Will you shoot me if i don’t tell you?”

*You quirked an eyebrow* “Why would i do that i need you to take us to the place…..ok and im intrigued that’s all how could they hire someone so young like you’re the same age as me dude….” *You stared at him and couldn’t help but observing his eyes….such beautiful eyes yet they seemed emotionless somehow.*

“Well if you really wanna know us guards are asked in a different way you players are.”

*You felt shocked for a second damn he was gonna tell you* “In what way exactly?”

“Well one thing we have in common is that we’re in pretty bad debt too…..if not more.”

*You quirked an eyebrow* “No way some guy here is in debt to 10 billion you’re telling me more than that?!”

*He didn’t say anything but you assumed he nodded*

“Oh well….what else?”

“Some of us are founded from places like let’s say we are homeless or in my case…..”

(Fake backstory incoming 🔥)

“I was an escaper from North Korea I had nowhere to go in fact i was pretty sure I could get sent back any day in the out world….”

*You frowned ah so he didn’t have anywhere to go that’s sad doesn’t justify anything but you can sympathise.*

“Ah so you had nowhere to go so you just took it?”

“Yes i….didn’t think i had a choice. That doesn’t matter anyway after all im pretty sure I’ll be killed after this….”

“Who said we’re killing you?”

*He quirked an eyebrow for once showing emotion on his face*

“No offense but I doubt this plan will succeed there’s too many guards and other workers that could and will come any minute and the manager….im not sure you’ll make it.”

*You shrugged* “Well if we DO fail why would they kill you?” “Number one rule is never show your face I’ll be killed even though im being forced.” *You pondered in thought you didn’t agree with anything this guy did no matter his backstory but you felt bad.* “Well why don’t you quickly put your mask on before they come?” *He sighed he couldn’t help but find your dumb questions…..cute.* “It’s not that simple.”

“Welll i guess this means you basically have to work with us then?” *Maybe lightening the mood was dumb but what else can you do in a situation like this?*

*Yet even though it’s something he never would of considered the unmasked guard couldn’t help but let out a small smile something he didn’t think he was capable of*

“That is so dumb….” *He stopped himself immediately afraid you’d shoot him for saying that you instead frowned*

“Heyy you could be a little nicer you know.”

“Im sorry-“ “Relax dude I’m messing chill out.” *He sighed in relief which you chuckled a bit out of pity and humour.* “You’re funny who knew a guard could be cool in some way…”

Sooo i hope you liked it sorry if it seemed short!

[sturncrazy]

SPLASH

Matt Sturniolo x y/n (fem)

warnings: SMUT nsfw 18+(um lang, y/n receiving, unprotected, cream pie —assume ur on bc—-semi public/sneaky, nothing too crazy)

authors note: AW ITS KINDA CUTE GUYS. here’s the other matty poo idea i had since y’all seem to eat him up always hehe.

summary: you join some of your friends on a trip to get over a breakup and end up having a heart to heart talk during a late night swim with matt….but talkings not all you end up doing…

word count: 3,431w

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“hey y/n get your suit on! we’re gonna swim!” nick said, peering in through your half opened door.

“mkay” you nodded back, forcing a smile. it’d been a split second decision to force yourself to join your friends on this trip. Nick had suggested you come to try and get your mind off of things. you and your boyfriend had broken up only 2 weeks ago, after you found him cheating on you. it’d been a long time coming and had almost never been a good relationship, but a breakup is a breakup and you were still reeling from it. you pulled out a stringy bikini, then threw an oversized t shirt on top. the house you were staying at was large and out in the middle of nowhere. the pool was a significant distance behind the house which gave it a cool secluded feel during the day, but at night the walk alone was a little eerie. you fears washed away though as you got close enough to see your friends splashing around and their laughter became audible, only lit by the purple pools lights. it brought a smile to your face and you felt genuinely happy for the first time in a while. you and your friends hung around together for a couple hours, getting late into the night when chris decided he was hungry and needed a snack. the nearest convenience store was about 20 minutes away and would be closing soon so chris and the 3 of others decided to do a junk food run, leaving just you and matt. matt had been your friend since 7th grade, but the two of you hadn’t gotten to hang out as much in the last year cause he made your ex so nervous. he was always convinced you had feelings for matt. at one point he might’ve not been wrong, but you’d never tell a soul that.

“ok last chance guys! you want anything?” nick shouted as the others ran back towards the house.

“skittles!” said matt

“oo can you get me some twizzlers?”

“yup!” nick said running off

“think he listened?” matt said wading through the water to the edge where you were sitting, dangling your feet in.

“oh definitely not” you laughed

“you should come in the water! it’s really warm”

“but then when i get back out i’ll be cold” the outside air had dropped enough to feel the slightest of chill of fall.

“so? you can borrow my sweater if you want” said matt sweetly, always a gentleman

“come on! have some fun!” he teased splashing only enough to spray a few droplets on your thighs. you could never say no to him. you stood up and pulled your tshirt over your head. matt looked up at you, his mouth slightly ajar, before he quickly glanced away. you figured he’d zoned out. you cannonballed in, intentionally hitting matt with a wave of water.

“asshole” he laughed, splashing you as you came back up for air. you grinned at him and shook the wet hair out of your eyes and paddled to sit on the pools steps. matt joined and sat next to you. he leaned his arms against the the pools edge, the water only coming up to his mid stomach. you stole a glance at his toned torso and arms, tattoos glistening from the water. his eyes darted back to yours and he gave you a half smile.

“hey, you been okay? i didn’t wanna pry, but i head about the breakup” he said with concern

“oh…yeah. i’m okay i guess” you sighed

“he’s a real dick, y/n. i mean really. such an asshole. i wanted to kill him” you snorted

“you and me both” matt was on a roll in his rant and barely seemed to notice your comment

“i mean he has some fucking nerve treating you like that. you deserve like the best of the best and the fact that he didn’t didn’t see that—“

“aww matt” a warm fuzzy feeling spread over your skin at his words. he snapped back into remembering your presence and gave you a bashful look.

“i just think you deserve someone who treats you right. so good riddance to him” he said, splashing at an invisible presence off in the distance, trying to play cool. it was an adorably dorky move.

“thank you, matty” you said softly. he paused, and looked you intensely in the eyes.

“yeah always” he breathed out. the tension hung thickly in the night air. you turned your face away from his, hoping it would dissipate.

“and not that it matters, but i remember back in middle school when everyone was playing truth or dare, all the girls made fun of him for being a bad kisser” matt said, attempting to lighten the mood. it worked and you let out a laugh.

“yeah trust me, kissing wasn’t the only thing he was bad at”

“oooooo really” matt said grimacing. you nodded and dramatically shivered at the thought.

“yeah, honestly, don’t think there was a single time i wasn’t on top doing all the work. he’d sorta just lie there…like a corpse. and y’know…second he was done that was that. maybe 2 minutes each time.” matt’s jaw dropped

“whaaaat” you laughed as you glanced at your hands under the water, feeling nervous about talking about this with matt.

“that’s crazy. half the fun of sex watching the other person enjoy it” you felt your face flush as you raised your eyebrows at him

“what?” he chuckled back at your surprise

“nothing, i’ve just never heard you talk like that before” matt rolled his eyes playfully

“yeah well much to your surprise i have had sex before, y/n”

“well i know that…”

“just didn’t think i’d be good at it” he cut you off, teasingly. your face turned from flush to beat red, making you thankful for the dim lighting.

“hey, i wouldn’t be one to judge” you shrugged out, suddenly feeling painfully aware of your lack in experience.

“what do you mean?” matt questioned

“just…he was the only person i ever…y’know” you sheepishly avoided the words.

“had sex with?” matt filled in for you. you nodded and scrunched your face. he studied you for a minute.

“so you’ve never had good sex?” he asked, quietly. you felt so exposed you might as well have been naked.

“‘guess not” you mumbled avoiding is unwavering gaze.

“have to wait around for the next boy” you snickered to yourself

“isn’t that a bit of a gamble?”

“well what are my other options i mean youre the only guy i know who probably any good at sex—“ matt’s eyes widened. you slapped your hand over your mouth, panic beginning to settle in.

“oh my god—sorry—i—that came out wrong—i didn’t mean like you and me—like you need to show me—shit” matt just continued to look at you, his eyes burning holes into your skull. you buried your face in your pruning hands.

“well, why not” matt rasped out. you peaked through your fingers at him, his expression looked blank, but his chest rose rapidly, nervously. you dropped you hands.

“what” you almost whispered. he took a steadying breath.

“i said why not.” you tried to breath, but no air seemed to be available.

“what do you mean” matt gnawed at his lip before speaking again.

“i mean that you deserve to only feel amazing and i don’t want you to go around experimenting with more assholes and—“

“matt, i’m not gonna let you have pity sex with me” you scoffed out, embarrassment itching your whole body.

“that’s not what i meant y/n” he said in a hushed voice. you continued to babble over him.

“i mean i know you’re the nicest guy ever, but come on even you have to know you don’t have to fuck me to protect me from other bad guys—“

“i dont want you to fuck other guys at all” he sounded exasperated. you gave him a lost look. he exhaled, looking up at the sky for invisible answers.

“you don’t?” he looked back into your eyes, you felt like your heart could melt.

“of course not, y/n” your heart raced.

“okay” he furrowed his brow

“okay what?”

“okay yeah— i mean let’s—“ you inhaled, pulling yourself together and met his gazed

“i want you to show me” his chest rattled again.

“yeah?” he breathed out. you nodded, rapidly. he moved closer to you, your faces now inches apart. his eyes darted down to your lips. he smiled, and looked back up into yours, as one hand gently wrapped around your waist.

“okay” he rasped out as he brushed his nose against yours. he seemed to revel in the tension between you, before bringing his soft warm lips against yours. the kiss was passionate, but still delicate. it sent electricity through your chest and down to your fingertips. he brought his other hand up to your check and jaw, molding your faces together even more. matt pulledl his lips away from yours momentarily to whisper out

“you can touch me, y/n” you only then realized your arms had been cluelessly frozen by your sides. you eagerly brought them up around matt’s neck, immediately changing the tone of the kissing to something much more heated. he let out a sharp breath into your mouth before moving to come between your legs, both hands now grasping your waist. he pulled you closer and you wrapped your legs around his body, gripping into his hair. he let out a small groan against your lips and squeezed at your flesh in his hands. you sighed out at the feeling, opening your mouth against his which he took as an opportunity to slip his tongue against yours. your mouths locked together perfectly, as your hands begin to move from his hair to explore his chest, your fingertips roaming the skin of his body you’d only ever dreamed of getting to touch. you lowered your nails to just beneath his bellybutton, which elicited a genuine moan from him. you smiled against his mouth

“where did you learn that” he grumbled

“i have have a couple tricks” you said coly

“oh yeah?” he said between soft quick kisses

“so do i” he bit down lightly on your bottom lip, pulling with his teeth as he brought your hips up against his. you whined feeling him press against your bikini bottoms. he chuckled at your pathetic reaction and pushed your hair back from your neck. he lowered his lips down to the sensitive newly exposed skin and began to sloppily kiss a trail from your jaw to your collarbone, then began sucking and biting at your flesh.

“fuck” you moaned out, your eyes rolling back. you grasped at his taught upper arms.

“you like that?” he groaned against your skin, setting it ablaze with vibrations.

“yes” you sighed out, bucking your hips slightly against his, desperate for more than just the grazing pressure of him standing against you. he seemed to understand your every need and hooked his fingers through the flimsy ties of your bikini and pulled you harshly against him. you felt a hardness in his shorts pressing against your core and your mouth practically watered. his hands trailed back up your body and to your back where your top tied together.

“this okay” you nodded and pulled him back in against your mouth, not wanting to waste a moment for words away from his lips. he expertly untied the knots and slipped the clinging wet fabric of your chest, leaving your boobs exposed to the outside air. he tossed the fabric on the ground behind you as he looked down at your heaving chest.

“god” he groaned out, his eyes widening as he brought his hands to your boobs and pawed at the the soft flesh. he ran his thumbs delicately across your nipples watching you, as you tossed your head back in a moan. he slipped his hands behind your back again, bringing your bare skin flush against his

“you’re so beautiful” he huffed against your lips. you began to rock yourself back and forth against his blatantly obvious hard on, desperate to build some friction. he wrapped one arm around your thigh and lifted you up to the top dry step of the pool, completely taking you out of the water except for your calves. matt lowered himself down to his knees a few steps bellow you, and began to kiss your knees and inner thighs. your legs quivered, as your core ached for attention. his wide blue eyes looked up at you, his mouth only inches away from where you needed him most, as his fingers hooked to the sides of your swimsuit.

“can i?” he mumbled against your skin.

“please” you whined out. he pulled at the loose bows, undoing the flimsy cover easily. you lifted your hips for him to slide the fabric from between your legs. he parted your legs with his hands, his pupils dilating to blackness as he took in the sight of you entirely exposed.

“so perfect” he sighed almost in a trance

“matt—“ you whined desperate and impatient. he looked back up at you with a half smile

“don’t worry baby, i’m gonna make you feel so good” his words alone could’ve made you come undone. he wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding you in place as he brought his warm wet mouth against your aching clit. he gently kissed at the bundle of nerves, making you thrust your hips up against his face hungry for more. he responded by beginning to drag his tongue in painfully slow circles around your clit.

“oh god—matt-“ you cried out, your fingers latching into his hair for support. he groaned against your sensitive bud.

“y’taste so good” your thighs squeezed his face as he began to move his tongue faster, flicking it it circles around your clit.

“oh fuck— that feels so good—“ you exhaled. one of his arms loosed it’s grip

as he brought his fingertips down to meet your folds. he broke his tongue away from your clit and rested his scruffy cheek against your inner thigh as his watched his own fingers drag up and down your dripping folds. you whined in torture and he brought his pointer and middle finger to your entrance pressing small torturous pulses against it, but not entering or giving you the fullness you needed. you were a mess at his touch, whining, moaning, and thrashing around, but he seemed to savor every minute of watching you. finally, he slipped his finger into your core and you cried out at the feeling.

“so pretty” he whispered again before starting to pump his digits in and out of you over and over, his fingers curving up expertly. the tension in your stomach began to form almost immediately. matt needed no clues in knowing what you needed and lowered his tongue back to your clit. your walls began to pulse around his fingers. you knew you were close.

“oh god—matt-i—“ you began to stutter out

“good girl. cum for me” he cooed. you fell apart with his permission and came undone. your legs stuttered as your high began to end and matt slipped his fingers out of you. he lifted himself back up to your level, leaning against the ledge behind you and kissing you again.

“see how good you taste” he said against your lips

“matt” you giggled slightly shocked against him, starting to close your legs. his grip latched back down on your thighs, stopping you.

“oh i’m not done with you yet” he growled through a slight smile, as he hoisted you up into the air. your wrapped your legs around him, as he carried you away from the pool to a nearby lounge chair. he laid you down on your back and climbed on top of you, between your legs. he pressed his still covered crotch against your exposed vulnerable entrance. you hissed, still sensitive from your recent orgasm. he stopped and pulled back from you

“you okay?”

“yes just sensitive” you let out a breathy laugh

“do you want to stop” the overwhelming look of concern in his eyes was adorable

“are you kidding me?” you said, wrapping your legs around him tightly, bringing him back down on top of you.

“thank god” he exhaled. you laughed as you began to kiss him again, rolling your hips up against him. he whimpered. you dragged your fingernails up his back and dug in slightly at his shoulders. he groaned again. the sound of him wanting you was enough to make you desperate all over. you continued to run your fingernails down his chest and to his waistband, snapping the elastic against his skin slightly. his stomach tensing at the feeling.

“take these off, matty” you whined.

“whatever you want” he pulled off from you and stood to the side, sliding off the shorts.

his rock hard dick sprung out free from the fabric and slapped against his stomach. your jaw opened slightly as your eyes took in the impressive size of him in front of you.

“what?” he chuckled

“youre so big” you said in genuine awe

“fuck you don’t know what you’re doing to me” he said, climbing back on top of you and needily yanking your legs up around him. the tip of his hard member rubbed against your clit as he continued to grind his hips against yours through your makeout.

“matt—“ you whined again, needing more.

“you sure you want to do this?” he asked looking into your eyes.

“yes matt—i want you so bad” you moaned to him

“fuck i’m all yours, baby” he said kissing you again, as he began to align himself with your entrance. he pushed himself inside you slowly and shuddered against you once he was all the way deep into your core. he paused for a moment, letting you adjust to the extreme stretch before beginning to slowly thrust in and out and in and out of your pussy. the stretch and fullness of him made you cry out sounds like you’d never made before.

“fuck you feel so good. such a perfect tight little pussy” he huffed out between his calculated thrusts.

“oh god matt”

“taking me so well baby” he cooed

“shitt-feel so good inside me, matty”

“yeah? you like when i fuck you like this, huh baby?” he breathed against your ear, burying his head into your neck.

“so fucking much—oh god yes—faster”

“okay beautiful” he began to pick up the pace of his steady thrusts and you thought you’d see stars. each thrust of his dick equally hard and timed out as he slammed against your g spot. you clawed at his back desperately, which only seemed to encourage him to pick up his pace to an impossibly faster speed. you slurred out curses in between pornographic moans as your mind became a total blur. you could feel your second orgasm approaching.

“OHHH FUCK MATT YES”

“fuck you sound so good moaning my name like that y/n”

“MATT OH GOD IM GONNA”

“you gonna cum for me again, baby?”

“YES OH MY FUCK”

“be a good girl and cum all over my dick” your eyes blurred with tears of pleasure as your ears buzzed and your second orgasm took control of your body. matt let out an uneven moan as your walls rapidly pulsed around his cock.

“fuck—squeezing me so good—shit—i’m close—“

“mmmm” was all you managed to moan in response as he began to trust into you wildly and unsteadyily

“oh my fuck baby i’m gonna cum”

“cum matt—i wanna feel you cum” you panted

“OHH MY OH FUCK FUCK IM GONNA CUM NGHH IM CUMMING” the groaned out as he halted his thrusts deep inside you, shooting hot white ropes of his release into your throbbing core. he collapsed breathless on top of you. after a moment matt pulled himself off your chest and propped himself up by his forearms.

“have any fun?” he asked sheepishly

“are you KIDDING ME? holy SHIT” you said in total honestly

“not half bad right?” he laughed, reaching for his shorts.

“unreal” he handed you his sweater and leaned back down to kiss you again, but pulled away abruptly

“sorry—was that weird? i don’t wanna make you feel pressured—“ you wrapped your arms around his neck shutting him up with another kiss

“good luck if you think your getting away from me now”

“i wouldn’t dream of it”

—————————————————————————live for sweet matt smut always 🫶

[hippopotamusdreamer]

Period Reds

genre. [F][C]

warnings. Talks about periods; as in MENSTRUAL CYCLES. No actual mentions of blood but it does talk about tampons, pads and cramps.

additional notes. Female! Reader | You/Your pronouns, reader is aged between Hyunjin and Han, includes all members of Stray Kids in some way, Lee Know as Minho

This was a request by an Anon!

Hope you don't mind that I tweaked it a bit!

pairing. OT8 x 9th member

w.c. 1.1K

synopsis. It's that time of the month again, so how do the boys handle it?

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Waking up, you knew that that day was going to be a problem.

You’d started your period yesterday. And as usual, Day 2 was always the worst for you. Everything felt twice as difficult. Lower back pain? Unbearable. Cramps? Unbearable. Overwhelming urge to not move? Unbearable in your line of work.

Not only did you have to waddle to the bathroom like some sort of deranged cowboy, but the ondol in the apartment stopped working at the beginning of month so your tootsies were cold. Your mother had always nagged that your cramps were worse because you were barefoot on the cold floor. You hated every second you were out of bed…

Not to mention your lower half needed a soak but the unfortunate thing about Korean bathrooms was that there was no tub. Just a double filtered showerhead attached to the sink.

At least the water heater worked…

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After allowing the discomforts of this morning literally go down the drain, you found yourself holed up in one of Binnie’s pullovers. Not wanting to be confined to your room, you made your move. Fuzzy socks and house slippers on, you trudged your way to the living room, the plush couch calling your name. Everyone was out for the day besides Hyunjin since it was one of the rare days off.

Speaking of Hyunjin, the couch was where he found you not even fifteen minutes later of laying down. Half asleep and cozy with s Pochacco blanket that remained in the living room. The title song of some random Netflix show playing on the tv nearly lulling you to sleep.

As he dried his hair with a towel, he made his way to you. A pep in his step until he saw how your eyebrows remained furrowed. Kneeling by your head, he touched your forehead while calling out to you gently.

“Y/N-ah?”

“Mm?” you roused softly.

“You ok?”

“Mmhmm”

“You don’t feel warm, so you’re not sick…at least not yet.”

“’m not sick Hyunjinnie. My uterus is just mad at me for not being pregnant,” you mumbled.

“Oooh,” he says, already used to how casually you talked about your period with them. With that new information squared away, he took out his phone to message Minho.

‘We have a Code: Empty Nester’

Minho hyung: How is she?

‘Image.png sent’ Minho-hyung: Ah it’s day 2 Minho-hyung: Give me 20 minutes. I’ll be there soon. Minho-hyung: Message Felix too ‘Ok’ ‘Lix, we got a Code: Empty Nester’ Yongbokkie: Which day are we on? ‘2’ Yongbokkie: ‘2 ½ batches of extra fudge brownies coming up.’

Nodding to himself, he looked back towards you. You’d basically conked out on him, so he couldn’t ask you if you needed any of the American medicine you had. Instead he decided to do the next best thing.

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Minho and Han walked into the rapper dorm; hands loaded with groceries for the soup that he was going to make for you. You’d commented once that it had settled your stomach when he’d whipped it up the first couple of times during your period. So now it was basically a staple during these times.

They were rendered motionless immediately after taking off their outside shoes. Through the opening that lead inside the apartment, they were able to see you and Hyunjin asleep on the couch. Somehow Hyunjin had managed to wiggle himself behind you and had essentially koala wrapped himself around you. They silently chuckled as they walked past, careful not to make a sound. It was common knowledge amongst them that you got terrible sleep any time you got your period.

The two of you stayed asleep until the soup was just about ready for lunch. Felix and Jeongin walked through the door, each carrying a kimchi container filled with brownies. Smiling as they watched you stir, Felix handed over his container to the maknae and made his way towards you.

“Hey sleepyhead,” he greeted softly while cupping your cheek as he crouched in front of you.

You gave him a delirious smile in return, still in the process of waking up.

“You hungry?”

“I am,” the muffled voice of Hyunjin was heard from behind you. The two of you giggle as the lanky man detangled himself from you.

“Minho-hyung made your favorite-” the Aussie began.

“Soooup,” you cut him off with a croak.

“Haha, yeah soup. And I made brownies.”

“Extra fudge?”

“Of course, I’m not a monster.”

“You guys are the best,” you said with your best half asleep smile.

“Wanna get up?”

“Yeah, just give me a sec,”

The other thing about Korea was that tampons were not widely used in comparison to pads. So getting a box of 12 was not worth the price. Instead you had to wait for your friends and family back in America to send you a mega pack to keep over time. Which meant that you were able to feel everything shifting as you moved about.

Hyunjin helped you up slowly from your laid down positions. Occasionally having to stop every now and then. Until a sudden pain in your lower stomach had you take a breath in sharply. A few seconds of worried glances from the boys had you reassuring them that you were fine and that it happened every now and then.

“I’m gonna go freshen up first then meet everyone in the kitchen, ok?”

As you made your way to your bathroom, you heard Jeongin calling after you.

“Hyung said that him, Changbinnie-hyung, and Seungminnie-hyung were at the store picking up snacks for your stash. But then Sungminnie-hyung said that they were out of your chocolate covered sunflower seeds. They said they’ll be here in like 15 minutes.”

“Aww, tell them I said that’s ok and thank you!”

Phone in hand, you sat on the toilet. You couldn’t help but reflect as the sounds of the boys getting rowdy in the kitchen intensified. You were very appreciative of them and how far your relationship with each of them had come. How grateful you were for their understanding of you and your menstrual cycle. There have been plenty of childish men in your life that had tried to make you feel bad when talking about it but they were no longer worth your time.

Your guys certainly made everything easier to deal with.

You knew you’d gotten lost on your phone doom scrolling when a timid knock sounded from the door and Chan questioned if you were alright.

‘Uh-oh…’

“…I’ll be out in a sec!”

a/n. For my sake, 9th member will never be a different age than where she's at. Just to keep everything orderly.

Tag list: @elizalabs3

This in no way reflects the actual persons involved/based in this fic, nor their actual character. This is purely fiction.

© hippopotamusdreamer, est 2024. all rights reserved.

[withlovemark]

Could you write whiny bf Haechan cause you won’t kiss, hug or cuddle him cause your busy pls? (make it long pls)

an: i tried to make this as long as i can!

warning: suggestive

“baby, im hereee,” you hear the excitement from haechan! as he entered your apartment.

“in here,” you quickly reply from your office, eyes glued to your computer, fingers typing away at the last minute task your boss had sent you.

“hi, baby,” you hear the smile in his voice, excited for the free day he finally had to be with you not knowing that you were already too deep and focused on the work in front of you.

confused as to why you haven’t reciprocated his energy, haechan makes his way over to you, softly whispering, “i said im hereee,” he teases, landing a soft kiss upon your temple.

you quickly pull away, “later, donghyuck,” knowing that the boy next to you is your biggest distraction.

“government name and everything, huh,” he frowns, arms crossed.

you were being unreasonable, you know that. but you also know that the faster you get this done, the faster you can spend the rest of your day with him - uninterrupted. so until you finish, he would just have to deal with it.

“haechan, im busy. later, ok?” you say, gentler this time but still not sparing him a glance.

“ugh fineeeee,” he says standing up, “i’ll be in your room…dying! if you even care!,” he complains dramatically before storming off and you can't help but quietly giggle to yourself at your boyfriend’s dramatic antics. you sure did miss it so.

15 minutes later

haechans booming voice startled you as he popped into the doorway of your office, making you lose focus, “can we makeout now!?”

“no...leave,” you say sternly, waving him off.

harsh, but needed to be done or else you would never get anything done.

he sighs, loudly marching back to your bedroom, making sure you could hear every step of betrayal he is currently feeling.

to be fair, you did feel awful about it. you also wanted nothing more but to wrap him in your arms.

-

10 minutes later

“how about now?,”

“haechan-,”

“babyyyy, you havent even kissed me, like hello, what happened to ‘hi my sexy adorable boyfriend haechannie i missed you so much come get all the kisses from every day you were away!?’” he pouts and you almost! break at his desperation.

“later, i promise,” you say carefully.

“you said that 25 minutes ago, its later now,”

“i really need to get this done, i promise i’m all yours after,” you give him a smile and he has no choice but to retreat back into the bedroom.

when a bad bitch tells you to do something, you just gotta do it.

-

40 minutes later

he tried. he really tried to be in his best behavior but this is absolutely ridiculous.

“okay its been past an hour, i can't take it anymore, if you don't give me at least one kiss i'm breaking up with you,” he threatens.

“haechan don't be dramatic,”

“baby i can feel myself rotting away!,” he says falling to his knees for an even more dramatic effect.

“go play a game of league, it’ll make time move faster,”

“i dont want to do thattt, i want to cuddle and hold your hand and kiss you until i can't breathe,”

“20 more minutes, pleaseee,” pulling out your puppy eyes and buying you more time.

he agrees, of course, but his patience is on thin ice.

-

exactly 20 minutes and not a second later

“heyyy my beautiful amazing girlfriend, are you ready to cuddle?,” he barges in once again.

seeing that you are still nose deep into your computer, typing away like there’s no tomorrow, he lets out a sigh.

“ok, that’s it,” marching into your office, haechan picks you up from your computer chair as you let out a startled scream before he gently places you back down on his lap, your eyes meeting the bright screen you’ve been facing for the past hour.

“what are you doing?,” you look back at him curiously.

“just wanna hold you,” he smiles innocently, hands immediately wrapping around your waist you sigh, letting it slide as you continue to work, sitting comfortably on his lap.

he keeps his word for a while watching you type then delete then retype until it all got too boring.

slowly, he moves his hand from your waist to your thighs.

“haechan-,” you warn him.

“what?, just massaging you baby, you’re so tense,” he grins, kissing your shoulder. you try your best to ignore him, not wanting to give in and haechan takes this as a sign to continue.

pushing your shorts to the side, he starts rubbing you above your panties. your breath hitches in your throat and as much as you want to tell him to stop, you can’t seem to find the words to do so. as soon as he found that spot, the clicking keyboard stopped and your boyfriend can’t help but smirk.

“will you kiss me now?,” he pleads, turning your face towards him, “pleaseee,” he pouts and you find yourself leaning in like a magnet…until…

a zoom call from your boss starts ringing throughout the room, snapping you out of your haze.

you panic, pushing haechan out of the view, before composing yourself and answering the call.

haechan sighs in defeat, guess you really do got to work.

-

two hours later

you finally finished! stretching your limbs out from sitting for so long, you wonder why the house is so quiet

“haechan!,” you excitedly call out to your boyfriend, ready to give him your full attention but you’re met with nothing but silence.

walking into your bedroom, you find your boyfriend sprawled out on your bed, light snores filling the air. you make your way to him, quietly laying by his side, careful not to wake him up, lightly brushing aside the strands of hair that have fallen over his eyes.

his hair is so long now, making you realize how much time has actually passed since you last saw him. gently you trace his features, from his sharp nose to his plump lips, the moles that sit upon his cheeks, memorizing every detail.

at your touch, haechan’s eyes flutter open, “hi,” you whisper, waking him up from his slumber.

it takes a while for him to regain his voice, looking into your eyes “am i dreaming?”

you giggle and he cant help but give you a lazy smile, “no, im here… im sorry i couldn't be present earlier, i just wanted to get it all done so i’d have more time with you,” you explain to him and he nods right away.

“it’s okay baby i understand,” he reassures you, pulling you closer.

”no, it was supposed to be an us day,” you pout, you really did feel bad about it.

”baby its okayyyy, we still have the rest of the day,” he says, placing a kiss on the frown that has etched its way upon your forehead. you sigh in content, hugging him even tighter.

“can we make out now?,” he teases, breaking the heartwarming moment the two of you were having.

you giggle before pulling him in, his soft lips finally connecting with yours.

“god, i’ve missed you so much,” he murmurs against your lips and you can't help but moan as he pulls you in closer and closer.

your hand makes its way down, palming him through his grey sweats and he can’t help but whine under your touch, “haechannie-” you purr.

“yeah, baby?,” he whimpers.

“finish what you started earlier?,” your request earns you a smirk from him.

“yes ma’am,” he salutes before finally giving you what you both have been waiting for.

-

an: thanks for requesting! had a lot of fun writing this one! im a sucker for anything haechan but whiny, annoying, desperate bf! haechan is definitely on top of that list >.<

[scar-lie]

Omega Pt. 18 (Natasha)

Summary : you're annoyed at Natasha and took some memories with your family

Pairing : Alpha ! Natasha Romanoff x Omega ! Fem Reader

Warning : Cut, bruises I think that's all

Word count : 2,132

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{OMEGA PT. 17} {OMEGA PT. 18} {OEMGA T. 19}

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“Does it still hurt? "You gently sat besides her while she's busy tending to her wounds. You felt bad when she was quickly sent out for a mission when she got home; her bruises and her ribs weren't fully healed when she was called out for a day mission, and now there's cuts added to her already beaten body.

Of course she talked to you first before she was sent off, reassuring you and making sure that you're fine before she leaves again.

“Not much, but it still stings a bit.” It's been 2 days since she came home from the mission, and it hurts you every time you see her cleaning her wounds that Natasha tries to avoid showing you her bruises and wounds.

“Let me help you.” You took cotton balls and rubbed alcohol to clean the area of the wound on her right waist.

“I can do it, you know.” Natasha didn't stop you but watched you closely, but you shook your head determined to help her.

“I know, but I still wanna help you,” Natasha winces when you dab the cotton with rubbing alcohol on her wound.

"Sorry,” you whisper, but still continue with her hissing at the pain of the alcohol. Once you're sure that the area of her wound is properly clean, you dab a Povidone-iodine with a cotton ball on her wound. After that, you patch her up, moving to the next wound, and do the same until she's all done.

“Thank you,” she whispers, putting on a shirt. She groans when she stretches her limbs, but a sudden frustration gets into you, making you roll your eyes at her.

“What? "Natasha asked, catching your sudden change of mood and turning to face you.

“Tell me,” she whispers, taking your hand and giving you a small smile.

“Nothing, I’m just annoyed,” she said, moving forward, sitting in front of you, and looking you in the eyes.

“Why are you annoyed? ”You close your eyes and look away, thus making Natasha chuckle at how cute you are.

“Don't look at me like that; I can't stay annoyed at you.” You cover your face with your hand.

“Then look at my face, love; I don't want you to be annoyed at me.” She slowly peels off your hands, and you pout at her with a frown.

“Tell me, why are you annoyed? ”You sigh and move to her lap, resting your head on her shoulder, and Natasha quickly wraps her arms around you.

“Cause you're reckless, you always come home with injuries—not just some injuries but serious injuries,” you whisper, scolding her, and she runs her hands through your hair.

“I’m sorry, I promise, I’ll be more careful next time,” you sigh in relief, closing your eyes and turning your head so you're smelling her scent.

“Guess who will be going to the carnival? "She whispered, and you frowned, leaning back to look at her.

“Who? "She gives you a peck and squeezes your hips.

"Us,” she smirks, but you frown, not loving the idea.

“But you're injured; we can't walk around the carnival in your state, plus who will be looking for the pups? ”You start to play with her baby hair at the back of her neck; that gives Natasha some comfort.

“Don't worry, I’m good to walk around and do some activities; Helen approved, plus the team will be with us; they offer to look after them.” You're still not convinced, so she keeps stealing a kiss until you're chuckling.

“Stop, ok, ok, but still you need to take breaks once in a while, ok? "She salutes you, and you roll your eyes at her.

“Yes, whatever my love said and commanded,” you smile and peck her.

“Ok then, jno extreme rides, even the bumper car, you also need to sit at least 10-20 minutes." Natasha quickly makes a sour face, but you ignore it and keep looking at her.

"Ok, that's fair,” she mumbles with a pout, and you smirk at her when you remember one thing you need to forbid her.

“And no haunted house,” her eyes quickly went wide and looked at you.

��No haunted house? "You hum while nodding, but she still can't believe it.

“No haunted house for you! "You bump her nose with your pointer fingers, and she sighs in disbelief.

“But that's the best part and the only thing that makes me occupied since I’m not allowed in any rides except the carousel and ferris wheel,” she whines, but you shake your head.

"Then we were not going to the carnival.” You stand up and turn to walk away, but before you could turn around, she took your hips and made you stay.

“No, fine, fine, fine, I’ll do it,” she sighs in defeat, and you kiss her cheek.

“Thank you,” you softly whisper, and she smiles quickly, hugging you and resting her head on your stomach. You smile and comb her hair with your fingers.

“Anything for you, my love, anything,” she whispers. You smile, then look down at her.

You've never expected she'll be like this or your life will be like this, but all you know is that this is one step forward for the life you wanted for your family.

“I told you to get it easy! "You scold her and help her sit down on the bench, Wanda and Vision following behind you two, strolling the stroller, single stroller with Wanda and double stroller with Vis.

“You shouldn't push your body; Nat, Dr. Cho, give you permission, but still, your body isn't fully healed.” Wanda follows, then gives you a bottle of water, and you hand it to Natasha.

“No internal injuries nor stitches being ripped, just elevated breathing.” Natasha rolls her eyes on the two, and you glare at her, making her look down while calming her down.

She's been walking around for hours, trying rides when she gets the chance—when you're with pups, in the bathroom, or just her making excuse to go somewhere while you rest your feet—and as a result, her body was hurting, especially her wounds.

She hates to admit it, but she regrets not taking your words, and now you’re annoyed at her, and instead of you two having fun, your here scolding and glaring at her.

“I shouldn't have said yes earlier; you think I wouldn't know about you sneaking on rides.” You scold her while dumping the towel a little harsh to try off her sweat, then give her a painkiller that Dr. Cho prescribes.

Now Natasha is like a lost puppy, sitting besides you, head low, hands on her lap while she plays with her fingers and staying quiet, not wanting to add fuel to the fire she makes.

“I’m sorry, they are tempting,” she mumbles, for only you can hear, and you sigh.

“Were good here, Wands, Vis? Thank you, though. We'll have the pups later, for now you can go have fun,” you said to them with a smile, and they nodded at you.

“You sure, we wouldn't mind if we stayed here a little bit.” You shake your head and kiss the pup's forehead.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” With that, they bid their farewell, and once they are out of sight, you turn to Natasha.

“Stay here,” she nodded. You took your bag and went to the food stall to buy some food and brink for the both of you.

Once you get your order—burger, fries, two slices of pizza, and soda with a bottle of water—you get your tray with food to the table Natasha was sitting in.

“Here, eat it all.” You put her food in front of her, and you sat beside her and started eating your food.

“Eat now, Natasha, so you have strength,” you said when she's not touching her food and keeps looking at you.

“I’m sorry.” You look at her and sigh, then lean in, cupping her face and kissing her lips.

“It's ok, I understand, but I would appreciate it if you listen to me next time.” Natasha quickly peppers you with kisses, and you giggle.

“I promise,” she then lands the kiss on your lips with a smile.

“Now eat your food, so we can stroll around with the pups and get some pictures,” Natasha smiles, loving the idea of a family picture.

“I love that idea,” Natasha mumbles, and you smile, seeing the sparkle in her eyes that you've never seen before.

“So eat your food and rest your legs so we can walk around.” Natasha quickly finishes her food, too excited to take photos with her family, especially with her daughter.

“That's fast,” you comment, finishing your burger, then sliding your pizza and half fries to her.

“I’m full; I can't eat that anymore,” Natasha says, clicking her tongue five times, then looking at the food you push towards her.

“You shouldn't have ordered a lot if you can't finish your food; it's bad to waste food.” You pout at her, but she still took the food, but she sends you a knowing glare.

“I’ll eat this, but next time, get the only thing you can finish, ok? "You nodded while drinking your soda with a straw.

“I understand,” then you reach her face and kiss her lips with a smile.

Natasha sighed, then took a napkin, then started to wipe your face and mouth. You have some crumble around your lips with some sauce, then you have sweat on your forehead.

Once Natasha finished your food, you two quickly go around looking for Wanda, and you found them on the carousel. Wanda and Vis had the two boys, and Yelena has Natasha's princess. Then Kate and Peter are the ones in charge of guarding the strollers.

“This is a good spot to take a picture,” you point to the left of the carousel. Natasha quickly holds your hand and goes to Kate, knowing the ride will end soon.

“Kate, Peter, could you take us some photos over there?"Natasha asked, pointing to the camera on Peter's neck.

"Yeah, sure, Ma'am,” Natasha drags you to the spot, and she positions herself behind you.

“We will be having a family photo after their ride too.” You inform Peter, and he gives you two thumbs up.

“In count to three,” Peter informs, then Natasha quickly puts her arm around your neck, tilting her head to the left, then you hold to her arm and smile.

“1...2...” Peter counted, and Natasha smiled, putting her lips to your ear.

“I love you, my love,” she whispers to you, and your body quickly reacts, looking at her with a smile and adoration in your eyes, and that's when Peter presses the shutter, taking a complete, perfect picture.

“That's gorgeous.” Peter jumps with excitement when he sees how good and how you could feel the love in the photo he took.

Your eyes widen and you blush at the compliment Peter gives you, and when you look at him, he's showing Kate the photo, so you hide your face with your face.

“Don't be shy; you're really gorgeous, honey. One more picture, what do you say? "You look up at her and nod.

“But please, I want a decent one; just stand beside me; no more cheesy comment,” she chuckled and nodded at you.

"Ok, ok... Peter, could you do one more? "Peter smiled and nodded.

“Yes, whenever you're ready,” you wrap your arm around her left arm while she holds your other hand and leans in, smiling, then resting your head on her.

“That's sweet,” Katae awes; that's when the three with a pup come smiling.

“There they are,” you smile, taking one, then Natasha took the two boys.

“Come on, Peter, another one.” Peter quickly gets into position while the three pups are giggling, and he quickly snaps a photo once you two are ready.

“Is it good? "You ask, and he quickly opens the photo and goes to you.

"Yes, it is,” he shows you two, and you're mesmerized at the photo.

After many photos, the team decided that it's best to go home when the clock hits 7 p.m. They want the pups to rest peacefully, plus they are exhausted from all the rides, games, and walking. Of course every member has a picture memory; you all even took a photo in front of the carnival.

So here you are at the passenger seat, fast asleep while the pups are sleeping too in their carseat at the back, and Natasha is smiling, looking at the back, and to you, her hand is resting on your thigh, squeezing it.

She can't get rid of her smile no matter what; she just loves this day and is happy that the four of you are here.

[star-girl69]

giving the people what they want 🙏

warnings: ofc swearing and yes we get VERY freaky yet AGAIN, y/n refers to herself as kk’s controversially young gf bc i think it’s funny, deal w it

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you: babe we should do this trend

kk: yes come over

kk: don’t even have to film it i’ll do it for free

you: i know u wanna kiss me 💋

kk: i think that’s obvious

you: no it’s a tik tok sound

kk: ok great come over and kiss me

you: ok… calm down… i’m coming

kk: really???

you: what is wrong with u.

kk: i’m sorry plz forgive me ma’am

—-

you: come over

kk: yes i’m omw

you: amazing response time btw

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YOU: WHWN THEY CALLED OFF THE CIRCUS BURNED THR DISCO DOWN WHEN THEY SENT HOME THE HORSED AND THE RODEO CLOWNS IM STILL OM THAT TIGHTROPE IM STILL TRYING EVERYTHING TO GET U LAUGHINF AT ME AND IM STILK A BELIEVER BUT I DONT KNOW WHY IVE NEVER BEEN A NATURAL ALL I DO IS TRY TRY TRY IM STILL ON THAT TRAPEZE IM STILK TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP U LOOKING AF ME

kk: is this taylor swift?

you: omg u got it right?? i’m so proud ❤️

kk: i learned from the best 💪

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you: why do u have no food in ur apartment

kk: ?? we have food

you: literally here rn and u don’t

kk: me and laila went shopping yesterday babe

you: *laila and i

kk: same thing

kk: i’m sure u can find something

you: i cant and im starving

kk: baby there’s food

you: i’m never eating again bye

you: i hate u healthy freaks

you: buy potato chips like normal ppl

kk: okay baby

…

you: i was hangry im sorry

kk: i figured 😂 no worries babe

kk: did u eat?

you: yes i had to doordash tho

kk: 🙄

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kk: i love u

you: PLEASE DONT KYS

kk: what????

you: i’m sorry it’s an automatic response

you: i love u too ❤️

kk: u confuse me sometimes

you: then i’m succeeding at being ur controversially young gf who’s references u don’t understand 🫡

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you: do u hate me?

kk: no ofc not

you: are u sure?

kk: yes i’m sure where is this coming from babe?

you: u let go of my hand earlier ☹️

kk: babe are u fr rn?

you: bye u hate me ok i’ll just see myself out

kk: and i’ll just drag u right back in bc i don’t hate u

kk: when did i even let go of ur hand?

you: when u were adjusting the bags ☹️

kk: ok so

kk: i let go of ur hand for one second to adjust the shopping bags i was carrying for u and u think i hate u?

you: yes exactly

you: do u?

kk: i love u my very clingy girl 😂

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kk: what is aura?

you: like aura points or the actual metaphysical thing

you: pls use it in a sentence

kk: “this dance is giving u negative aura points”

you: ok translation: doing this dance makes u look like a fucking loser

you: basically it’s like coolness

you: like if i tell someone “outfit gives u +1000 aura points” i’m basically saying like ur fit ate

kk: oh i see

kk: thank u baby

you: controversially young gf to the rescue 🫡

kk: u do realize ur not that much younger than me right

kk: like it’s not controversial

you: can u let me have this.

kk: okay baby ur my controversially young gf

you: thank u very much ❤️

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you: stop cheating on me.

kk: excuse me?

kk: i’m literally standing across from u. we’re in the same room right now

you: tell that bitch to back off before i do

kk: are u jealous?

you: obviously not. come here now

you: please

kk: yes ma’am

kk: i don’t even know who ur talking about btw

you: the blonde?

kk: i was genuinely too busy looking at u to notice

—-

you: omg this is so us.

kk: it’s a deer and a raccoon??

you: u just don’t get it…

kk: what is there to get

you: see the deer is me and u are the raccoon and the raccoon is hugging and kissing the deer

you: bc like ur so clingy

kk: unfortunately that makes sense

—-

you: i miss you

kk: yeah baby?

you: please come over

kk: i cant rn babe

you: please baby i miss u so muchhhh

kk: i’m sorryyyy sweetheart

kk: i’ll see what i can do but probably in an hour yeah?

you: that’s too long

you: come over now

kk: i’m sorry babe i cant

you: please caroline

you: i need you

kk: 30 mins

you: i need u really badly though…

kk: 20 minutes i promise

you: caroline please i really really need u rn

you: u know where i need u

kk: be there in 5

—-

[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day nine: cuckolding with Heeseung

✴ Word count: 2,2K ✴ Content warning: obvious cuckolding, Heeseung being paid to have sex with y/n, protected sex, nipple play, m!masturbation, fingering (f!receiving), voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal sex. ✴ Taglist: starsareseen, lucid-sombra, enha13, karinashairdryer, kim2005bomi, hyunj00 ✴ Mimi's note: for the sake of this plot, I mentioned Just B’s Geonu. Only Bs out there, please wait a bit and I’ll write for them!! Also, don’t sue me <3

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Heeseung took a long puff and threw the cigarette by the road, exhaling the white smoke. The nighttime had begun, and so had his shift.

He walked slowly towards the gate surrounding the house he’d work tonight, fixing his hair before pressing the doorbell. It took around 20 seconds before the man opened the door, clearly a little shy.

“Hi. You must be Heeseung.”

“Yeah, you’re Geonu, right?”

With a nod, Geonu opened the door for you to walk inside. “Come in, y/n’s in the kitchen.”

Heeseung always felt nervous before a shift, even though he’s been doing it for almost two years. He took his shoes off, walking a little timidly towards the tiny kitchen.

“Hi”, he smiled, waving. You were looking for something to eat in the fridge, anxious to wait for Heeseung’s arrival.

“Oh, hi”, you said, raising your head abruptly. You closed the fridge door, indicating the dining table with your hand. “Please, sit.”

With a nod, Heeseung sat down, placing his shoulder bag on his lap. He took an envelope out. You and Geonu took your seats across from Heeseung, not sure what to do or say.

“Ok, so… before we get started, I must say a few rules”, Heeseung started. “I’ll tell you the basics, but it’ll be all detailed here on this contract.”

Geonu raised his eyebrows, surprised. He didn’t think such a thing would have so much… Detailing.

“First: I will not, under any circumstances, do anything without protection. I do have a copy of my latest medical exams in case you want to check, but either way, this is off the list.”

The two of you nodded and you felt relief. You never had unprotected sex with your boyfriend, let alone the guy you paid to have sex with you. You took the contract out of the envelope, shaking a little.

“Second: do not give you guys permission to record anything out of our session, not even voice notes. I will also not let any of my electronic devices around us, you can be sure your privacy will be protected”, he said, waiting as you and Geonu tried to read everything on that piece of paper. “Third: we need a safe word, which must be settled beforehand. Fourth: once the payment is done, it is done; I will not reimburse you if you decide to back down.”

Heeseung gave you and your boyfriend a few seconds to read all of the rules he set on the contract. You seemed ok with it – and so did Geonu.

“Do you guys have any questions or requests?”

“I do”, you said, timidly. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t want to be kissed.”

“Anywhere or on the lips?” Heeseung asked seriously. The question itself made your cheeks and ears burn hot.

“On… the lips”,  you responded in a quiet tone. Geonu wanted to laugh, finding you cute. “Also, no pet names.”

“Got it. Mr. Geonu?”

“We’re probably around the same age; can’t we cut the formalities?” Geonu asked, smiling awkwardly. Plus, you’re about to fuck my girlfriend, he thought.

“Yeah, sure. Do you have anything to say?”

Geonu pouted and you held his hand behind the table, squeezing it. If he wanted to back out, you’d be fine with it.

“Nah, I’m curious about one thing. If she wants to stop in the middle of it, would it be ok?”

“Absolutely”, Heeseung nodded. “Just no reimbursement.”

“Alright. Now, do you guys have a safeword you’re used to?”

“Not really, the good old “stop” usually works”, you shrugged.

“May I suggest the word red to be our safeword just for the night?”

“Yeah, it’s fine”, you said. Geonu nodded.

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Twenty minutes later, the two of you had signed the contract, paid for the job, and moved to the bedroom. Geonu sat down on the chair in the corner of the room, while you and Heeseung sat don’t in the middle of the bed. Heeseung sat against the headboard with his legs wide open, you in the middle of them with your back against his chest.

“Remember, if you decide to stop, the safeword is red”, Heeseung warned gently. You nodded.

The two of you were fully clothed as Heeseung moved your hair out of your shoulder to have access to your neck. He started by giving it soft pecks, just trying to get you more comfortable. You, on the other hand, closed your eyes, embarrassed. Geonu adjusted himself on the chair, eyes glued on your facial expressions.

Heeseung started to give your neck open-mouthed kisses, making you involuntarily move your head to the side, giving him more access. His hands moved carefully through your waist, searching for the hem of your shirt. His fingertips were cold as they entered your clothing to touch your skin. His touch was light, barely doing anything, but somehow you started to feel less weird about it.

His hands stroked your skin from your ribcage to your hips, stopping by the hem of your sweatpants. For a second, you felt ridiculous for not dressing up better. You seemed to relax after a little while, breathing harder when he slightly nipped at your skin. Heeseung’s hands moved upwards, circling your breasts with his whole palms before squeezing it softly. You didn’t say red, so he kept the motion for a couple of seconds before pulling your bra down to touch your nipples directly. You sighed when his fingertips circled your hard buds, a wave of electricity running straight down your core.

For about 40 seconds, Heeseung’s mouth left your neck and he focused on making you melt beneath his touch on your sensitive breasts. The realization of how sensitive you were made him aroused, his cock slowly hardening against your ass. Heeseung took one of his hands out of your nipple to raise your shirt, allowing Geonu to see your bare chest. Geonu breathed harder, the scene obscenely hot for him.

Without a warning, Heeseung’s hand entered your sweatpants. His hand reached for your thigh, fingertips caressing your skin so softly you barely felt the actual touch. He kept moving his hand up and down slowly, getting closer and closer to your clothed pussy.

His index and thumb pressed your left nipple harder, almost pinching it. You left a loud whine, throwing your head back against his shoulder. Geonu felt his cock twitch inside of his pants, eyes getting darker by only looking at you.

Knowing you’d already be wet, Heeseung’s hand caressed your pussy through the clothes. He could feel the wet patch on the bottom of your panties, which only made him more aroused. He never had any client that sensitive so fast. His fingertips didn’t do anything specific, he just rubbed your cunt from the slit to your clit through the thin fabric.

“Gosh, you’re soaking already”, Heeseung scoffed, smirking. “Won’t we take those pants off so your boyfriend can see how wet you got?”

Your cheeks got hotter as you closed your eyes harder, nodding. You raised your head and closed your legs (even though you can’t remember when you got them opened like that) to slide your pants through them easily, eyes locked on Geonu’s. He had a prominent boner on his shorts and gave you a smirk, making you feel more vulnerable.

You laid your back against Heeseung’s chest again, opening your legs a little timidly again. Your state was, at least, ridiculous to your point of view: messed up hair, shirt raised to your chest, bra down your ribcage, pants on the floor and panties soaking wet. From Geonu’s point of view, you were the hottest he’d ever seen.

Both Heeseung’s hands reached for your thighs, opening your legs wider for him, placing your ankles behind his legs. His hands caressed your inner thighs before they stopped almost above your cunt. One of his hands opened your pussy lips, while the other pulled your underwear up, rubbing the fabric roughly against your clit. You moaned quietly, eyes closing.

“C’mon, don’t be shy. Pull up a big show for him”, Heeseung whispered against your ear. He moved the fabric a few times, stimulating your clitoris harshly and spreading your arousal on yourself. You sighed, hands playing with the sheets beneath you.

Heeseung pulled your panties up, breaking the contact of your skin with it. He pulled it up to the side, collecting your arousal with his fingers. You whined again, his fingers colder than before. He dragged the arousal to your clit, circling it slowly right after. This time, you moaned openly, just like you did with Geonu.

Geonu couldn’t stop smirking at you, his cock so hard against his underwear that it almost hurt him. Slowly, he started to rub his cock through his clothes. Heeseung’s cock was not different.

Heeseung’s other hand let go of your underwear, collecting your arousal again, this time to start to finger you. He slid two fingers at once, making your whine higher and close your eyes harder, mouth agape. With no effort at all, he curled his fingers and started pumping them in and out, brushing against your g-spot while still abusing your swollen clit.

“Oh, my God”, you whined, fingers now holding your sheets as if your life depended on it. “I’m gonna cum!”

Heeseung scoffed against you, shaking his head. “Already going dumb? Just by fingering? Gosh, look at you”, he cooed.

You kept clenching around his fingers at every word leaving his lips, the know only growing bigger down your stomach.

“Red”, you whined, breathless. Heeseung stopped immediately and Geonu just looked at you, stopping his stroking.

“Do you want me to leave?”, Heeseung asked gently.

“No”, you answered, chest rising and falling fast. “I- I just thought you’d… fuck me”, you said, shy. “I can’t cum more than once in at least thirty minutes, I get too sensitive”, you explained completely embarrassed. Geonu smiled, cock twitching again. He knew how sensitive you got, he couldn’t wait to see you whining and trying to close your legs desperately as you always do.

“I see”, Heeseung scoffed. “In that case, won’t you get in all fours for me?”

“R-right here?”, you asked, sitting straighter, your back not touching him anymore.

“Maybe you could move to the side of the bed, give Geonu a nice view of you being railed by someone else.”

You clenched around nothing, a mixture of arousal and embarrassment. You finished undressing yourself, throwing your remaining clothes through the room, and walking towards Geonu instead of just leaning on the bed.

“You sure you don’t want to… step in?”, you asked, leaning in to peck his lips. Heeseung undressed himself and looked for the condom in the meantime.

“Nah, this is priceless”, Geonu responded in a husky voice, extremely aroused. He kept stroking himself through his pants.

You slowly walked back to the bed, noticing Heeseung was ready and waiting for you. He was standing next to the bed, stroking himself while looking at you two.

As you got on all fours, you laid your head against the mattress, feeling way too exposed. Heeseung aligned himself on your entrance, sliding his covered tip through it for a bit. Without a warning, Heeseung penetrated you at once, bottoming out in one go. You gasped loudly, grabbing the sheets again. You didn’t know how big his cock would be when you contacted him in the first place, but now you were kinda regretful of not asking because his tip was abusing your cervix. You’d have cramps after.

You thought Heeseung would be a little gentler, however, he started to pound into you the way you never thought someone else would. You loved when Geonu fucked you hard and fast, melting your brains out because of the pleasure, but this was completely different.

You couldn’t stop clenching and whining as Geonu finally pulled his pants and underwear down, setting his cock free. His hand started to work hard against his tip and he moaned along with you, only making you clench harder against Heeseung’s cock.

“Look at you, already drooling and clenching. You’re pulling up such a pretty performance for him, aren’t you?”, Heeseung groaned. He tried to control himself not to grab your ass too hard, so he wouldn’t leave any marks on your skin, but you were sucking him in so good, he couldn’t deal with it properly.

Geonu’s hand slapped hard and fast against his pelvis, the noise mixing with the noise of Heeseung’s balls against your ass. It all became too much and you knew you’d cum in any second. You were moaning incoherent stuff, babbling and drooling over the sheets, knuckles turning white from the strength you put into holding the sheets. Geonu knew you were about to cum, he had a hard time knowing if he looked at your hazed face or your pussy being pounded roughly.

“I can’t”, you moaned, trying to hold longer.

“Then cum, make a mess”, Heeseung groaned. And you did.

You moaned loudly, your breath hectic in the middle of your whining afterward. Heeseung kept fucking you restlessly, chasing his own orgasm. After your cloud nine was gone, you started whining and trying to close your legs, shaking like Jell-O. Geonu came hard, groaning as his cum spurted down his hand.

In 15 seconds, Heeseung came hard inside of his condom, groaning just as hard as Geonu did. He slowly removed himself from your insides, allowing you to finally lay on the bed, shaky.

You thought it would be awful, but turns out cuckolding was not bat at all.

[vicky-0933]

This is my first time writing a story here, so if you guys have any ways I can make my writing better please let me know!! I know it’s short but bear with me hopefully I can make it better.

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Lilia X female reader

“YN” the older witch calls you, “yes” You say while walking in her room. Seeing the older witch making food, “I need you to go to the store what I need is…” as the older witch is talking, you start to take in her figure, watching her hands, seeing how her clothes fits her body, you didn’t notice that Lilia was calling, “Alright, Yn” when you don’t answer she stops what she is doing and turns to you, “Yn, are you ok” Lilia says with a concerned tone, walking towards you and cups your face. “Hmm” you say getting out of your trance, you start to blush, “What’s wrong, Look like your sick”, looking into her eyes you can see her dark chocolate shade turn into light. “I- I’m ok, sorry what did you need” You ask, talking a little step back.

“Hmm, ok well I need you to get a turkey, we are going to eat it for the next few days til we can get more money, alright honey, we keep getting short of money, here take a 20” Lilia says going into her wallet, “N-no, don’t I’ll use my money, I got it” you say going into your room getting your wallet and start heading out, and she follows “No here take it” Lilia stops you at the door, holding the 20 dollar bill in front of you. “Ms. Calderu, I will take care of it ok, don’t worry” You say trying to get through, but she stops you again and for a few minutes you both start to have a little argument about who’s money to spend, but you stop her.

“Look Ms. Calderu I will pay and it’s final, alright you need money for your self, plus I also got to get money out from my paycheck and I will give you some of my money for my rent, I also need to get some stuff for myself anyways”, you start to walk out until Lilia grabs your arm, “Yn wait”, you look at her with a questionable look, you both stare and each other, then you feel yourself getting closer, almost kissing, you can feel yourself almost touching her lips when a alarm goes for the food. Both of you jump, “Oh well umm I guess I should get going then” you say with a nervous laugh. “Oh, um yea I guess you should get going, good will be ready when you get there alright, sweetheart” Lilia says with a small smile.

You open your car, getting inside and just sit there for a minute, think about close you both were of kissing, “Ok ok let’s get this over with” you tell yourself and start the car, heading to store. While driving to the store, you get a call from Lilia, “Hello Ms, what do you need?” You asked, “Hello Yn, I need- hold on” Lila says but then you hear two other voices, “Ms. Calderu, what happened? What do you need? Do you need me to go back?” You ask in a bit of a panic , you try to ask again but then she hangs up on you. {oh god, I better hurry} you thought driving faster, you get to the store and quickly get the turkey and some other personal things you need for your self and pay at the register.

“You ok hon” the cashier asks you in a worry tone, you don’t answer back, liking around in a panic, “Hon, are you ok” the cashier asks again and this time you look at her. “Oh sorry I am in a hurry, I have to take care of my girlfriend is all” you say, not realizing what you said, “Oh ok” is all she says and asks for the money and you pay. Running to your car, {come on, come on} you thought going inside your car and turning it on. Quickly driving, you start to think about everything that is could be going wrong. “I’m coming, Ms. Calderu, I’m coming” you whisper to yourself. You pull up to the witch’s place. “Please be alive” you say as you get out of the car and run the place and nobody there.

“Ms. Calderu” you yelled hoping for an answer, and when no one answered, you walk into the back you see her there standing in front of the stove, there are two other people there. “Ms. Calderu, you’re safe” you say while walking up to her, grabbing the side of her arm and looking at her. “Yes I am sweetheart why wouldn’t I?” She asks, “well-“ you were about to say but then a voice comes in, “Who is this young thing” a women with black hair comes up to you, but then Lilia stops her, “Don’t you touch her, she is not a part of this” Lilia says with a deep tone. “Oh protective are ya, oh, have you gone soft” the women said smiling, “well my name is Agatha, dear, so whats your name hun” Agatha asks, “Oh umm I- I uh I am-“ you were about say but then.

“Yn, her name is Yn” Lilia says grabbing your waist and pulling you closer, “oh Yn what pretty name” Agatha says looking at the both of you, smirking at the older witch, “what type of witch are you” says another voice, not feeling safe with that question you look at a boy, “Who are you” you ask, “Oh I’m-“ the boy was about to say, “He’s my pet, say hi pet” Agatha says to him, “hi” he says in a whisper, “we should be going, let’s go pet” Agatha says and the both of them start to walk out and you turn to Lilia until, “Hey sweetheart”, you turn looking at her with a questionable look, “incase you want someone help ya out, I am available for ya” Agatha says with a smirk, winks, then leaves.

You blush not knowing that the older witch was filled with jealousy, looking at you, “oh” is all you say, you feel a hand turn your head, and see her looking at you with love in her eyes, “Don’t” “What” is all you say, “Don’t go with her, please” she begs. “What, I would never go with nobody else, I would never leave you, why would you think that” you asked with a confused look. She doesn’t say anything but grabs you face pulls you closer, you take a moment to look at her face seeing all of her features, then you feel her lips on your. You don’t move, you’re shocked, she pulls away and looks at you, “I’m so sorry” she says starts to walk away when you grab her arm and pull her close to you and kiss her. For a few minutes, you strat to make out with each other, you put your hands on her waist, she put her hands around your neck, you both pull away.

“Wow” is all you said, “wow indeed” the older witch says with a chuckle, you both just stare at each other, “Yn” , “yes” you replied, “Don’t call me Ms. Calderu anymore, unless your under me, that’s when you can call that or something else” she says with a smirking face. You blush and hide between her neck, she laughs and grabs your chin, makes you look at her “you look so cute when your flustered” she laughs. “Oh yea,” you say turning her and pushing her, she looks at you surprised. “I could say the same” you chuckle, bring her into a kiss, feeling her smile into the kiss, you run your hands up and down her sides, “Oh god, I forgot the stuff in the car” you remembered and run to your car as Lilia laughs and makes you a plate to eat.

[deathbecomesthem]

may we yearn after the handsome linecook some more ♥️ I haven’t stopped thinking about him making Mickey Mouse pancakes for the little kids

For you, my sweet Tom. Sorry it takes me 50,000 years to write these days. I'm hoping to have more of these two sometime soon, a direct continuation from the end of this "chapter." I think we're due for something with these two.

Kiss The Cook 6

Where Eddie is trying to train a very stubborn server how to work on the grill.

~2K - Linecook!Eddie x Server!Reader

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You can feel the icy wind sneak through the back door of the diner, even while the heat of the grill radiates off of the skin of your forearms. It’s hard to focus when you can feel the sweat trickle from your scalp down to your eyebrows. You make a mental note to wear a bandana around your forehead the next time you have grill duty. If there is a next time. God, you hope there isn’t a next time. 

The only upside to grill duty, the kitchen manager, sidles up next to you, peering over your right shoulder to see how table 5’s breakfast is coming along. You can feel his light exhale prickle against your sweaty neck, a dissatisfied hiss of air that sends a shock wave down your spine.

“Where’s the butter?” The question isn’t out before he spots the squirt bottle to your left. His chest pushes against your side as he reaches for it, you can smell his cologne - Eternity for Men, you’d wager. 

You step back and hand him the flat metal spatula you’ve been gripping tightly for the last hour. Eddie grabs your forearm and pulls you back next to him. Side by side, no room for the Holy Spirit between you. He puts the plastic bottle in your hand and points to the pile of hashbrowns sitting on the grill in front of you.

“More,” Eddie says after you squirt a healthy amount at the center of the pile. You give another squirt and look out of the corner of your eye to see him not in approval. “Now. We wait.”

“Eddie,” you’re surprised at the edge to your voice, but soldier on to make your point, “I’ve been waiting over this fucking grill for 20 minutes. How long are hashbrowns supposed to take?” You use the spatula to scrape the potatoes off the grill and move them around. This is one of your last tables for the day, and your patience has worn thin. You have yet to successfully make a single plate of hashbrowns as crispy as Eddie does on a regular basis.

“Well, Sweetheart,” this time he takes the spatula out of your hand and flattens the potatoes, “if you’re making crispy hashbrowns, you need to learn to wait. Patience. Do. Not. Fuck. With. Them.”

You’re not surprised to hear the edge to Eddie’s voice. His patience with training you is nearly non-existent. He doesn’t want you back here and only agreed to train you on the grill as a “just in case” measure after the last 3 cooks quit after less than a month of being at the diner. Eddie’s been working 7 days a week since last month, and his next day off isn’t until Charlie gets back from his vacation in Tucson. You know better than to poke the bear, and yet -

“Well, ok. I’ll just go out there and tell Mary and Mark at table 5 it’ll be another 45 minutes for their hashbrowns and eggs and that they need to learn patience.” 

You’re not looking at Eddie, but you can feel his eyes on the side of your face. You’re cracking eggs into the small metal bowl you use for scrambling. The next ticket, and likely last for the day, is french toast and eggs. Easy.

Eddie moves behind you, chest flush with your back. He takes the bowl out of your hand, sets it down, and puts the spatula back in your hand. He breathes against your neck, “I said, you need patience, because you do. I see the way you flit around this place every day, and that’s all well and good when you’re waiting tables. Back here, you need to learn when to stand and wait. Now,” Eddie grasps your wrist to guide you back to the hashbrowns, “do not touch them until you see some brown on the edges. Hold that spatula there. Wait.”

Eddie doesn’t move, and neither do you. You are acutely aware of his presence behind you, his hand on your wrist. You watch the potatoes, buttery margarine bubbling around the edges, until you see it. The flat plane of hashbrowns is starting to become golden on the edges. 

“Hashbrowns require patience, especially if you want them to be crispy. You can’t rush something like that. You gotta spread them as thin as you can with plenty of oil, and then just watch. Good things come to those who wait.” 

You wonder if Eddie realizes how close his lips are to the back of your neck. You can feel the heat of his skin and breath while he instructs you. You try very hard to not think about how patient he is with the potatoes - how patient he would be as a lover. Slow and deliberate movements to create these dishes all day, every day. You try very hard not to consider how much stamina is required to do this job. 

Eddie’s grip tightens on your wrist, he’s twisting it and guides the spatula closer to the potatoes, “Now you can flip.”

So you do, and you’re not surprised to find a golden brown layer of perfectly cooked hashbrowns in front of you. You can’t hide your annoyance. You drop the spatula and turn to face Eddie.

“I don’t like this. I hate being on the grill. I smell like bacon, I’m drenched in sweat, and my back hurts. Plus,” you bring your forearm up close to Eddie’s face so he can get a good look at the scattering of burn blisters there, “look at this. Fry oil splatter. That shit is painful.”

Eddie frowns and takes two steps to the first aid kit next to the office door. He rummages around while you turn back to the grill and finish plating the food for table 5 - perfectly crispy hashbrowns included - before ringing the bell for the server to come pick it up. 

“Did you even put any cream on it?” Eddie’s back at your side, grabbing your arm and applying burn cream across your blistered skin. “You need to be careful with burns. Plus, it numbs the pain.”

Eddie turns his head to the side and calls, “Jim, get over here and take over the grill for a few minutes. It’s almost close, and we just need some french toast for table 2.” He pulls you into the office while Jim the dishwasher takes over the grill for you and Eddie. 

He leads you into the tiny office adjacent to the grill and oven and sits on the desk while motioning for you to sit in the chair in front of him. His long arm reaches behind you easily to swing the door shut. It’s not the first time you and he have been in this tiny space together, but every time you’re reminded of that one dream you had about you and Eddie on the very desk where he’s currently seated.

He pulls a joint from the front pocket of his apron and lights it, takes a hit, and hands it over to you. With Charlie gone, you and Eddie have been “sneaking” in the office to get a mild buzz when things get too tense. The dishwasher knows, but he’s a 17 year old kid that wouldn’t think about getting his older and cooler co-workers in trouble. It’s been too cold to sneak out behind the dumpster like the two of you have been doing for the last few months - since the ice cream “date” that wasn’t a date, but maybe it was. There was no kiss at your front door, but his foot rubbed against yours under the booth you shared at the Dairy Queen.

“I’m not kidding, Eddie,” you tell him, pinching the end of the joint to hand back to him, the smoke warming you from the inside out, “I will light this place on fire if I end up working the grill on a regular basis.”

Eddie laughs, lowers his head, and takes a hit from the joint in your outstretched hand. It’s a silly move that hints at an intimacy that the two of you almost have with one another. From this angle, you can see that the tips of his ears are pink, either from the heat, the smoke, or the close proximity to you. 

“Can’t have that. My favorite server in prison for arson? Plus, me out of a job? Nah. I think I’ll just tell Charlie you’re the worst cook I’ve ever tried to train and get Jim set up on grill. We can find a new dishwasher easier than a cook, and he ain’t bad.”

Eddie’s still leaned down, close to your face. His eyes flick from yours to your lips and back again. A subconscious indication of his desire to kiss you. You think for a moment he’s actually going to do it, that he’s going to close the distance between the two of you finally. And then he leans back and you slap his knee without missing a beat. The wall is back up again in an instant.

“There’s no way I’m the worst. No way,” you look at the clock behind Eddie’s back and see that it’s now a quarter to 2, almost time to shut the diner down for the day. “I remember Lucky. Pretty sure he gave me food poisoning.”

“Yeah, well, beggars can’t be choosers, Sweetheart. No, you’re right, not the worst. Possibly the most subordinate.” You push his shoulder and start to stand, ready to get to work on closing. “Definitely the cutest.”

You sigh and shake your head. You don’t turn around for him to see the grin on your face. “That’s a pretty low bar, Ed, considering the competition.”

His hand reaches around you to open the door before you can. You didn’t even hear him stand up, but again you feel the heat of him at your back. You’re suddenly sure that if you turned around, he’d have you pinned against the door with a kiss. You don’t move, don’t breathe. And then he turns the knob and says,

“Hood guys coming tomorrow, Charlie said I can shut this place down for the day,” the door opens slowly, pushing you back against Eddie’s chest while he continues, “was thinking it would be fun to watch a movie or something.”

“Yeah?” You’re stepping through the door, taking the residual weed smoke with you back into the kitchen. Jim’s already back at the sink, the tickets are all fulfilled, and he’s running a rack of silverware for the server, Katy, to wrap before she leaves for the day. You’re trying to decide what to say to Eddie. You’re wishing he would just say what he wants. You’re tired of the game, and you’re not even really sure it’s one that he’s playing with you at this point.

“Yeah. Eraserhead. Ever see it?” 

“No, never saw it. What’s it about?” You ask as you start scraping the grill, getting all the pieces of leftover food down into the grease trap.

“Hmmm, well. That’s complicated. How about you come over and watch it with me,” Eddie’s getting wiping down the inside of the microwave, looking at you through the cloudy door, a dopey smile on his lips.

[redflagshipwriter]

Hot Ghouls Chapter 12 part 1/2

Masterpost

Call me when you’re free!!!!!!

“Geeze,” Danny muttered. “Calm down, Jazz.” Still, he did what she said. He hefted up his backpack, waved goodbye to his shift relief, and dialed her up as he jogged down the library stairs.

“I’ve found two solutions!”

Danny winced at how cheerful his sister’s voice was. “Great!” He tried to match her enthusiasm, despite feeling like something that had been peeled off the sidewalk. He’d ended up working the morning shift on Saturday anyways. “Should I come over?”

“No.” Jazz sounded a little shifty. “I think it’s best if you don’t come over right now.”

“I’m not nuts!” her roommate was faintly audible, as was some kind of repetitive thwap. “We are getting this place fumigated and cleansed and exorcised-

Jazz must have power walked away from poor Tiffany. Her voice faded out. “Ahem.”

Danny pressed his lips together tightly and tried not to laugh. There was a brief space in the conversation where he probably should have said ‘I’m sorry that I made her think your place was haunted.’ But honestly? In a very literal sense, it had been haunted?

“Danny,” Jazz said, in her quiet scary voice, “shut up.”

He shut up even harder than he’d been shutting up before.

She continued in one of her determined tones that meant there was no point in arguing unless it was a hill he was willing to die on. “I am not going to stay in your place because it’s small and scary.”

‘You’re scarier,’ Danny thought mutinously. ‘You’re scarier than anything in my apartment.’

Aloud, he said something else. “Then where?” He did his best to communicate, dummy, via his tone. “I don’t think this is a coffee shop conversation.”

More importantly, he didn’t really have much coffee shop budget. Jazz didn’t have that much either. They were both on scholarships and part time jobs.

“Of course not,” Jazz said practically. “The main Gotham public library is a mid-point and you can rent out a room there for hour blocks. I’ll reserve it online on the way there. I’m halfway to the train station now. What’s your ETA- you just left campus, right?”

Danny looked down at his foot incredulously as he stepped off the final cement stair onto the sidewalk. How did she know that? He looked around dumbly for a know-it-all sister spy plane or something.

“I’ll get a media room from 3-4 pm, that gives you time to stop and get us drinks and snacks. I’ll pay you back, budget of 10 dollars. That sound okay?”

“Fine.” Danny sighed heavily. “Yeah, I can get to that area pretty fast.” He hung up and resigned himself to pushing through foot traffic. He was a lot closer than Jazz was at the moment. He put his head down and ignored the masses of humanity for a little more than 20 minutes of walking. The high lifted roof of the city's main library came into view over the surrounding buildings.

There was a grocery store pretty close by. Danny detoured there and got wrapped sandwiches, chips, and coffees. He hid them all in his backpack just in case the library had a no-food policy.

Then he checked his phone. Jazz had sent him a text telling him the floor and room number in the library. He also had seven missed calls from his parents. That initially freaked him out until he noticed that Dad had sent him a link to an update on the family blog with a string of ghost and wink emojis.

Yeah ok. It wasn't going to be important in the slightest. He ignored his parents.

He jogged the rest of the way to the library and then up the ramp. Danny slipped in the doors and enjoyed the rush of air conditioning. He nodded to the librarian visible from the door and then took the main stairs at an easy pace up to the fourth floor. The rented media room was a straight shot to the back. His sister was waiting to pounce when he opened the door.

“Get back, beast,” Danny said, alarmed. He held his backpack out like it would ward her away.

“Open it!” Jazz demanded.

Holy cow. Uh. He scrambled to unzip it and hold out the plastic shopping bag in offering.

“Gimme gimme, thank you,” Jazz sang and she snatched the snacks from his hands. Danny blew on his fingers pointedly as if her speed burnt his fingertips. She ignored him and unwrapped the ham and cheese at lightning speed.

Oof. Danny kept his fingers a little closer so they didn't get bitten off and side-eyed his big sister as she all but inhaled the sandwich. He popped open the chips bag and ate a couple, feeling a bit freaked out by how ravenous she was. He opened his mouth to comment and then thought better of it.

“Are those for both of us?” Jazz swallowed her sandwich and pointed at the chip bag.

Danny held his hands up and let her take it away. “Geeze,” he said, quietly. He took his own sandwich out from the bag that Jazz had abandoned and ate it at a more normal speed. By the time he'd finished Jazz was content with the chips. He cautiously reached out and fished the bag back towards him. A glance inside showed that she'd left about half.

“So!” Jazz clapped her hands like she had pretensions of being a preschool teacher.

“That body language making you friends at Arkham?” Danny jabbed. He popped a chip in his mouth and crunched down.

Jass casually flipped him off. “Yes, actually,” she said primly. “Dr. Quinn was very complimentary-”

“Before she broke out?” Danny said dryly around a mouthful of chips.

“-and I have formed meaningful clinical bonds with many other patients. But I digress.” She gave him a version of her smug face. She, as always, looked like that meme of the knife cat. “I have two solutions for you.”

[joeybsversion]

Contract

Joe Burrow x Reader

Joe and reader sign a dating contract

“Should I even ask how you got in here?” You sigh, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Did you read this yet?” Joe hands a stack of papers to you.

“I saw it in my dressing room.”

“You didn’t answer my question.” He forces the papers towards you again.

“What is this?” You look up at him.

“Our dating contract.”

“Why is it pink?”

He rolls his eyes, “Someone left it in the copy machine and I didn’t know how to change it.”

Your contagious laughter fills the room. “Remind me why we’re doing this again?” You take the paper from his hands.

“Publicity.” He says, almost as if he’s asking a question. “Both of our managers agreed. It’ll be a good story line for the NFL, especially as I head into the play offs.”

“And I’ll benefit how?” You ask, flipping through the pages.

“Don’t you have a movie coming out or something?” He furrows his brows.

“No I live on this set full time.” You roll your eyes at his stupidity.

“They said it’ll bring more attention to you and the movie I guess.” He nervously paces across the room. “Can you just sign it so I can get out of here?”

“I’ll think about it.” You say with a smirk.

A few hours later your cuddled up on the couch with a glass of wine after a long day on set. The constant buzz from your phone pulls your attention ration away from the TV screen in front of you.

“What do you need?” Your voice is rough as you answer the phone.

“Did you check your schedule? We have another fake date planned for tonight.”

“A fake date.” Your lips curl at the idea.

“Correct. Party to celebrate making it to the play offs.” The line is quiet for a minute. “I’ll be there in 20 minutes to get you.”

“See you soon, babe.” You tease. If you’re going to be a fake couple, you better act like it.

“Wow.” Joe says as you climb into his car.

For the first time, you don’t sense a tone of disgust in his voice. “Not so bad yourself.” You pull your seatbelt across your lap and admire Joes outfit.

After a silent card ride to the private downtown party, you climb out of the car, cameras flashing and paparazzi yelling in your direction. Joe comes around to your side of the car and wraps an arm around your waste to pull you close. You feel your heart skip a beat and butterflies fill your stomach with a warm sensation. Joe leads you into the restaurant and towards his group of friends.

“You can let go now.” You try to pull away from his grip.

“We have to act like a couple.” He reminds you and pulls you back to him.

“Right.” You flash a fake smile.

Joe makes his rounds, introducing you to the rest of the team. For the first time, you felt like a normal person. People weren’t asking for pictures, or hounding you with questions about your next big role and security wasn’t needed. For the first time in a long time, you forgot you were a celebrity.

Drinks were flowing, the music was loud, and sweaty bodies continued to crash into each other. Taking advantage of the fact that you felt like an average person, you continued to let people bring you drinks.

You could feel Joe’s eyes on you all night. Everyone once in a while he’d come over and check in on you, his hands would find your hips and his eyes would lock on your. “Doing ok?” He brushed his sweaty hair off of his forehead, the curls falling back into place perfectly.

“Yeah. I hate to admit it but I’m having fun. I think I could get use to this.” You press your drink to your lips. “I feel free here.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” He smiled.

Joe really was a good guy. While you weren’t fond of the whole contract situation, you were glad it was him. It could be so much worse.

“Burrow!!” One of Joes teammates calls from across the bar before the handsome quarterback disappears back into the crowd.

You find yourself at the bar again, ordering another drink and slowly swaying to the music before you feel a hand pressed to the small of your back. You turn to meet a handsome, tall man.

“Hi.” You smile, the same butterflies you felt with Joe explode in your stomach again.

“Hey. I’m Sam. One of Burrows teammates.” He places his large hand out and shakes yours.

“Nice to meet you, Sam.” You smile, leaving your hand locked in his.

“So, how’d Joe get so lucky?”

You blush, looking down nervously. “You’re not so bad yourself.” You smile back at Sam.

Sam, much like Joe and the rest of the team, was very easy to talk to. You felt yourself getting lost in his eyes and laughing at all of his jokes.

Across the room, you can feel Joe staring at you. His eyes burning a hole in the back of Sam’s head. His jaw tightened when another silvery pearl of laughter over from the bar. You had been talking to Sam for the past several minutes. Not just talking, you were laughing and giggling like he was a comedian when Joe knew for a fact he wasn’t that damn funny. Irritation raged through his body as Sam leaned closer to you, causing you to laugh again. You’d never laughed that much with him. And he was your fake boyfriend.

Joe tried to pull your attention away from Sam multiple times. Now that you were finally able to relax and feel ‘free’ as you had told him before, you were flirting with Sam Hubbard.

Joe stormed over to you and Sam and practically ran Sam over. Up until this point, Sam had been one of his best friends but now he wanted to rip his hands off for touching you like that. Like you could possibly belong to Sam when you so clearly were dating Joe. Or fake dating that is, Joe thought to himself.

Sam’s eyebrows shot up as Joe stepped in front of him. “Excuse me.” Joe rudely interrupted, “I need a second with her.” He took you by the hand and led you to a quiet corner.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Joe stammered.

“I’m having fun.” You smiled back in Sam’s direction, his eyes were still locked on you. “I’m leaving with a guy at the end of the night.”

“Have you lost your mind?” His eyes go wide. “Do you remember what we’re doing here? You can’t leave with him!”

“You can’t stop me.”

Joe smiles suspiciously, “You’re right, you are leaving with a guy tonight. Me.”

You laughed. “No I’m not!” You slurred.

Joe leaned in close enough that you could taste the alcohol on his breath. “You have two options.” He whispered. “You can walk out of hand in hand with me, like an adult.” His leaned in closer if that was even possible, you could feel his lips as they whispered against yours. “Or I can carry you out of here over my shoulder. What will it be babe?” Your eyes meet his as he finally closes the gap between both of you.

Complying with his order, you take Joe by the hand, say your goodbyes, and leave the party. Outside you’re met by another crowd of rowdy photographers and fans.

“Stay close.” Joe leads you through the crowd.

As both of you had been drinking and were unable to drive, Joe ordered a car to pick you up. You climbed in quickly behind him, climbing into his lap and clinging to him as if he was your only sense of security.

“I know this is supposed to be fake, but I’ve been having a lot of fun with you. And it makes me so jealous to see having fun with other guys.” Joe slurs, his grip tightening around you. “I’ll give you anything you want if you give me the chance to make you happy. No more of this fake dating shit. I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to give it a shot with you. Take it or leave it because I’m not open to negotiations. You’re mine.” Joe crashes your lips together again.

“Only you could make asking me to be your girlfriend sound like a business deal.” You giggle.

“Please be my girlfriend.” He whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.

“I am.”

“My real girlfriend. No more contract. No more fake dates. No expectation.” He kisses you again. “Be mine.”

[themultifandomgal]

can you do a hank voight x reader where she had a dream about him and is avoiding him untill he corners her and she admits and the rest is up to you!!

Hank Voight- Stop Avoiding Me

Just a small request hope you enjoy!

Hank Voigt a man I secretly like, secretly because 1 I work for him and 2 he’s double my age. It’s almost like a forbidden romance type of thing, but I know there’s no way he feels the same. I’ve been trying to avoid him any time I can. He walks into the kitchen I walk out. And now to add on to this I woke up this morning from having a dream about Hank, about how he kissed my lips, then my jaw and down my neck.

Interrupting my thinking a cup is placed on my desk. I look up to see my partner Jay

“Thanks”

“Looked like you needed it. Tough night last night?” He asks me

“Something like that” I take a small sip of coffee before looking back at my computer

“You want to talk about whatever is bothering you?”

“What makes you think somethings bothering me?” I frown turning on my swivel chair go face Jay who’s now got his eyebrows raised

“You’ve been staring at Voights office door for the last 20 minute. What did you do?”

“Nothing, I just… nothing I’m fine. Anyway thanks for the coffee. You better get back to writing the assault report. Voight will want it by the end of the day. Just as I say that Hank leaves his office. His tight shirt fitting around his muscles, shaking my head I look back to my computer screen trying to forget my dream last night

“YN Jay I need you to check out a wear house. Lindsey and I will be your back up but I’ve had a tip-off that we’re going to find drugs and possible weapons. Gear up” he says. Quickly I get to my feet and move passed Jay towards the lockers so I can grab my vest. I begin trying to do it up but fail miserably, sighing I leave the locker room and outside where Jay, Erin and Hank are all waiting

“Need some help?” Hank asks looking at me

“Err Jay can you” I point towards my back signalling I need help with my vest. Nodding his head he turns me around and does up my vest. I walk past Erin and Hank and get into the car. I can see from the wing mirror Hank is talking to Jay who then shrugs his shoulders before walking to the drivers side of the car. He starts it up and we make our way to the wearhouse.

Walking through we split off in pairs, Jay and I walking back to back with our guns in our hands

“No one else is here YN, you going to tell me know what’s going on?”

“Really Jay you want to do this now?” I question

“Yes because you won’t tell me when Voight is around. He’s not here so tell me what’s going on. What did you do?”

“I had a sex dream about him alright. I’ve been avoiding him because I like him and last night I had a sex dream. I know it’s wrong but fuck Jay I….” Before I can continue I hear gun shots being fired. Jay pulls me down behind an abandoned car

“You both ok?” Voight radios to me

“Yeah we’re fine” I reply as Jay starts shooting back

“Lindsay and I are coming in” I hear as I help Jay out by shooting back.

Erin and Jay arrest 2 men at the wearhouse while I do a sweep to make sure I’ve missed no one

“YLN” I hear Voight, but try to ignore him and continue walking “YN will you stop! What’s going on. Why are you avoiding me?”

“I’m not” I say still walking away

“YN” I feel him push me towards a wall, turning me to face him. I don’t think I’ve ever been this close to him before…. well in the real world, in my dream last night…. No YN stop “tell me”

“I can’t” I say quietly looking into his eyes

“Why?”

“Because it will ruin everything. I’ll get transferred and…” for the third time today I’m cut off, but this time is by Hank kissing me. I kiss him back before we pull apart

“Sorry I didn’t know how else to shut you up”

“Really?” I chuckle “you really didn’t know how else to get me to stop?” Hank just shrugs “why did you kiss me?” I frown

“Why do you think YN? Why do you think I always join you on busts like this? You won’t be transferred and your not ruining anything. We’re both consenting adults” Hank then starts to let me go. We start to walk back to the car outside “next time you have a dream like that just tell me and I’ll help” I freeze at that

“How did you know about that. I only told Jay”

“Your partner can be an idiot sometimes. Had his radio on”

“I’m gonna kill him” I say between gritted teeth making Hank laugh at me. We all out of the building and stood by the car is a guilty looking Jay and Erin smirking

“Jason mother fucking Halstead I hope you you have your bullet proof vest on because I’m about to murder your ass!” I shout storming over to him. I guess though if he hadn’t of done that Hank wouldn’t have kissed me so maybe I should be thanking him.

[panthrnoir]

late night visit - sam monroe x reader 🌺🪷

notes- i’m finally pushing myself to write again even tho i have so many idea, send me any requests if you have any NOT PROOF READ

warning- kissing, dry humping, dirty talk

you were getting ready to take a shower after a long day of finishing all your math homework because you missed a day before. after starting to run your long waited shower, you receive a text from your boyfriend, SAM MONROE, asking if you were busy. “not for a while, i’m about to get in the shower, i’ll be done in like 20 minutes”, he responded with “good, i haven’t seen you in ages, i miss you”. you reply to his text with a heart and start to run your shower. your eyes nearly fell asleep because of how exhausted you were. after you washed your body, you hurried and wrapped yourself with a towel to shield yourself from the cold air once you got out the shower. you grabbed your phone to see a missed message from sam. “hey are you done yet, it’s been longer than 20 minutes”, you chuckle at the thought of him being so impatient. “i just got out the shower, relax, i’m just getting dressed” you replied and threw your phone on your bed so you could get dressed. you dressed in black rock hoodie that your boyfriend had given you & a pair of sweatpants. you pick up your phone to text your boyfriend that you were finished getting dressed, knowing that he would probably stop by soon. “hey i’m done getting dressed”, he started typing for what felt like hours and finally responded with “ok, i’ll be there in five minutes”. you were confused because you know that he lives almost 20 minutes away so how could he be so close already? was he waiting for you to be done? was he already there?

you thought he would take longer than he said so you lied down in your bed to stay warm. you were hoping you could get to lay down for a couple minutes before your boyfriend arrived. before you knew it, you heard a knock on the door. you threw the cover off your body, sighing because the loss of warmth, and walked downstairs to the door. as soon as you opened the door, you were embraced by your boyfriend’s arms. you could’ve sworn it gave you whiplash. “missed you so much”he muttered while his face was buried in your neck. “i missed you too, i was sick all this time”you murmured. “i brought you something” he says, placing a bag in your hand. your hands searched inside the bag and found your favorite food. you look up at him and hug him. “come on, let’s go to my room” you say while leading him upstairs towards your room. you and sam sit down on your bed while you start to eat. as you were eating, you couldn’t help but feel sam’s eyes burning into you. you stare back at him, confused. “what’s wrong babe, are you hungry too?” you questioned, offering some of your nuggets. he puts your hand back in your lap and shakes his head. “m’ just thinking about how badly i want to stick my fingers and my tongue inside you” he flirts while slowing caressing your thigh, approaching your heat. you look back up at him flushed and continue to eat your food, trying not to seem nervous. “don’t worry, i can wait until your finished baby” he snickered and leaned back on his elbows. after a few minutes, you finish your food and turn back to look at him nervously. he smirks and pulls you back next to him by your waist, already knowing what your going to say. “do you want it” he asks, rubbing your cheek. you hesitate but you consider because you’re still sick, “i wish i could but i’m not risking you getting sick” you clarify. “i don’t care, i need you” he whines. he suddenly crawls on top of and starts to leave marks on your neck. “s-sam, we can kiss or whatever, we just can’t-”you try to explain but you were cut off by sam’s lips. you flip him over so your straddling his lap and start smothering his face with your lips. sam is taken back by your sudden confidence, but he doesn’t complain and places his hands on his hips. all the kissing and grabbing all over each other, you both start breathing heavily and getting hotter. you getting for needy by the second so you start grinding your hips against the growing tent in his pants. sam groans and helps you move faster against him. “i guess this is the most i’ll get, huh” he snickers.

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Push

Yes, I got inspired by that damn gym video of that fine ass Aaron😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 CAN YOU REALLY BLAME A MF?!?!??! Y’all enjoy though…

Terry

“Push harder. Harder! Yeaaaa, just like that, baby. More effort like that gets you the results you want. C’mon, Mama, I know you got it in you.” “Terry, stopppp.” Anaya whimpered sinking to the turf as I sighed at her exasperated expression. “Come on, Ny, you had a couple more left.” “No, I need a break.” As if on cue, Maya’s cries could be heard from the baby monitor in the corner. “Great. I’ll go get her.” “Nah, baby, just relax. I got it.” I persisted pecking her sweaty forehead before jogging into the house. Hearing her cries get more and more fussy, I quickly made it to her nursery to come to her rescue. “Heyyyyy hey hey! Who did it, fat?” I cooed walking in to see a couple drops of tears and a permanent frown as she reached up for me. “Come here, fat mama. Daddy’s here, I know. What’s wong, pwetty baby.” I simpered kissing her chubby cheeks as she wiped her tired eyes and messy hair. Inspecting her diaper and making sure she was ok, I fed and rocked her back to sleep before coming back to the gym in our garage. “Is she ok?” “Yea, she just got hungry and wanted to be held a little.” Nodding in understanding, she stared at her flaws in the mirror as I frowned in disapproval.

“Anaya, you only gone make yourself unhappy picking yourself apart like that.” “Terry, I can’t help it ok? I just don’t feel beautiful anymore.” “Hey, quit that shit man.” I spat pulling her into me as she sighed into my chest. “You are the most amazing woman I have ever met in my life, Ny. Quit fucking downing yourself. You know that shit be pissing me off.” I gritted as she stared at me on the brink of tears. I hate postpartum depression, with everything in my fucking soul. Anaya used to be so vibrant and full of life! We actually met in the gym funny enough. Now, she’s a shell of herself. She puts on a brave act but I see right through it.

**SIX YEARS AGO**

Walking into the gym, I smirked dapping up the trainers and workers as I headed into the locker room to drop my bag. Securing my items, I poured my supplements into my bottle and headed back out to the water fountain to fill up. “Ayeee, Terry! Wassup man?” My homie, E, smiled tapping my shoulder. “Nun much, you know I had to come get that workout in.” “I feel you, man, I feel you. Might catch a view or two while you at it.” “Is that so?” I replied taking a glance around at all the beautiful women in the building as I bit my lip. “Hell yea, it’s some bad ones in here today.” “Bet, thank you for looking out.” “Shiiiit, you already know.” He smiled flashing off the numbers he got as I chuckled. “See you around, fool.” “You too, bruh.” He grinned walking out the door.

Shaking up my bottle, I headed over to the machine of choice for my warmup… the treadmill. Sending a few winks and smiles as I made my way, I narrowed in on this fine light skin making her way to the treadmills as well. She got it all, man. Stylish as hell, thick in all the right places, beautiful as a motherfucker. She’s 90’s Nia Long type of fine and my handsome ass had to make a move on that. Coasting over to the treadmills, I picked the machine right beside her and began stretching so she could see all my masculine glory. Finishing the stretch, I cut on my machine and started lightly jogging before matching her pace. Stealing glances at her as she vibed to whatever was playing in her Beats headphones, I turned my machine up a little more in an attempt to show off my skills. After about 20 minutes of silence, she ended her warmup before cutting the machine and heading off to her next set, all without so much as a glance in my direction.

Completing her workout as I watched from an unnoticeable distance, she finished the last of her reps before ridding the sweat from her brows and making sure she had all of her belongings to head out. “Now’s your chance, Tee.” I coached under my breath before traipsing toward her and the exit. “Excuse me, miss?” Looking up in confusion, she motioned for me to hold on before pausing her playlist and removing her buds. “Ummm, yes?” “I know this might seem kinda forward but I was noticing you earlier and I couldn’t let you leave without expressing how beautiful you are. Like you drop dead gorgeous, miss. Mona Lisa is having a hard time competing with you…” I smiled confidently as I stared at her intently biting my lip.

“Was I supposed to swoon or something? Do you say this to every woman you meet?” She remarked shooting me down as my face faltered at the first time rejection. “N-Nahhhh, I was just looking to compliment you.” “You were looking to get some ass.” “Mama, it’s not even like that.” I chuckled nervously as she narrowed her eyes and proceeded to cross her arms. “Oh really? What’s your name?” “Terry, but you can call me Tee.” “Oh really, Tee, is it? How many women could I stop right now that would testify that you’ve hit on them this week, Mr. Tee? Is there a woman in here besides myself that you haven’t talked to?” She questioned reading me like a book. “U-Ummm.” “I figured as much.” “My apologies, Missssss?” “Anaya.” She grumbled as I scrambled to recover from this failed shot. “Let me be more honest…” I said as she motioned for me to proceed. “I noticed you earlier by the machines and I found myself quite attracted to your beauty. Not because I wanna hit or anything like that. I was just hoping I could get your number and get to know you better and vice versa.” I rambled on nervously as she pierced my demeanor. “Much much better.” She smiled lighting my insides as my cheeks flushed with heat. “So, is that a yes?” “No.” She replied flatly before retreating to her car and driving off as I laughed in utter disbelief. Did she really just tell me no?

Anaya

Entering my cozy apartment, I cut on the lights before calling out to my man. “Baeeee! Sebastian, I’m home!” Watching him scurry over to me, I smiled meeting his appreciative kisses at my feet. “Hey, my baby! You missed mama! Good boy! Hi! You so handsome!” I cooed massaging and tickling his luxurious coat. “Let’s go for a walk, baby boy.” I commanded placing his leash on before locking my doors back and letting him out to use the restroom. Finishing his business, I brought him back inside before starting on dinner for the evening.

“Hmmm, what about some steak tonight?” Barking in agreement, I smiled before pulling out all of my necessary items to make pepper steak with plantain, curry sauce, and rice and peas. Looking and realizing I was missing some ingredients for the curry sauce and that I would have to go back out, I groaned before sniffing myself and further frowning at the rancid sweaty smell. “Ok, baby, mama has to run back outside.” I groaned rolling my eyes as I trekked into my bedroom and grabbed my shower essentials. Finishing the quick shower, I dressed in a cute fit before throwing a couple spritz of perfume on and securing my shoes. Snapping a few pictures, I placed my phone in my bag and put some food and water into Bash’s cage before locking him back up and making my way back outside.

Declining on stopping at a regular store, I opted for the Caribbean market for the more traditional and fresher options. Grabbing a cart just in case, I started the journey through the aisles of the store. Realizing I was out of fruit for my smoothies, I perused the mangos and other tropical fruits before picking up some choices. “I should have made a list.” I mumbled to myself as I got preoccupied with the different delicacies in the store. Turning the corner to the spices, I spotted the guy from the gym earlier and cursed silently to myself. Terry or something like that. He looked as breathtaking as he did in the gym, it was his arrogance that made my damn skin crawl and he oozed with it. Ignoring his presence so he wouldn’t notice me, I browsed the dry spices before getting stuck on which level of jerk spice I would prefer to use for the night.

Feeling his electric gaze on me, I continued ignoring him and settled for the mild flavor before placing it into my cart. “Anaya, right?” He asked stopping me in my tracks as I looked up to meet his beautiful smile. “It must be fate, mama.” “You’re stalking me now?” “Hey hey hey, you in my neck of the woods.” “How so?” “C’mon, when have I ever seen you in here?” “I’m in here very frequently, you’re the new face.” I quipped as he smirked. “So jos chuu mi lait skin, mi kyaahn bi Jumiekan?” He asked making me giggle uncontrollably. “Ok, that impersonation was horrible!” “But you see it made you pretty ass smile.” He countered biting his lip as I flushed red. “Don’t flatter yourself, Ter-“ “Terry?! Mi lef yuh alone fi a few minutes an yuh get distracted tryn’ fi chat to gyal?” A beautiful woman fussed as he straightened up and turned around. “Ma, I wasn’t chatting. I was getting ready to head back with the spices.” He sighed apologetically. “Mmmhm, nice to meet you sweetheart. You have eyes for my son? He was a Marine, y’know.” “Maaa.” He complained as I giggled at he and his mother’s banter. Watching him gently walk her away, he mouthed an ‘I’m sorry’ as I shook my head.

Finishing up my food, I fed Bash a couple strips of steak before making a glass of wine to go with my food and sitting on the couch to pick a movie. Snuggling up under a blanket, I took a quick selfie before posting it to Snapchat and relaxing. Diving deep into the movie, I felt my phone vibrate before looking down to see it was a Snap notification. Clicking on it, I saw I had a new added friend from a TR_thaGod. Adding the person, a quick message popped up causing me to roll my eyes and smile.

From TR_thaGod: I found you, Mama. I’d say that’s some crazy ass fate or sum, right?

**PRESENT DAY**

Thinking back on how Terry and I’s relationship started to where we are now, I smiled admiring him as he demonstrated the next exercise he wanted me to try. Biting my lip as I smiled at how blessed I was to have someone like him, I walked over as he collected himself with some water. Stopping in front of him, he eyed me warily as I met his stare. “You ok, Mama?” Nodding, I leaned in and hugged his waist close as he chuckled. “I’m not opposed to the loving, but what’s going on?” “I’m just really lucky to have you in my corner, baby.” I simpered nuzzling my face into his chest. “Nahhhh, I’d say I’m the lucky one, Mrs. Richmond. Shit, who knows who you would have ended up with had I not ran into you at the gym.” He cringed jokingly as I giggled at his teases. Hearing baby girl’s cries again, we both went into the nursery before she whined and babbled reaching for Terry. “Nnnnnnn, Dada.” She murmured squeezing her little fists open and closed as we stared in shock. “Did she just?” “Baby, she said Dada!” I squealed in delight as Maya looked at us both crazy still crying to be held. “You said your first words, fat mama? Say it again. Say Dada.” “Da! Dadadada. Da…” She babbled as he cuddled her with joy and teared up. Wiping his silent tears, I kissed her forehead and his as I admired my gorgeous family. I just needed a little push.

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