#do YOU SEE HIS SHIRT STRETCHING im going to explode

[enden-k]

how did i as a gallagher lover miss this oh god oh my god o

[binsito]

Bestie idea..cuz I have dad!skz on my mind a lot .....laundry room quickies or quickies while baby sleeps

With any of them 😫😫😫😫

i propose to you.. ot8 dad!skz 😝 (i have been incredibly unwell after seeing chan with those babies..)

(i started this in 2023 but that above statement still holds true)

also not all of these involve laundry rooms and/or sleeping so i hope you don't mind bc i didn't want to be redundant with the scenarios! :]

warning: parenthood! pretty tame ngl! just lots of sex with dad!skz 🤤 unprotected piv, pet names such as "baby," "good girl," etc in a sexual setting, i believe minho is the only one that is specified as a boyfriend rather than a husband but who gives a fuck, jeongin has slight somno, a few might have slight exhibitionism/voyeurism/semi public sex but nothing crazy, cum, uhh fingering, mentions of oral, breeding in some, tit play, yeah!

bangchan: he's busy, you're busy - it's only a matter of time before you both just explode. he works hard at his office job and he's sick of getting business calls even on the weekend. so he decides to cash out some of his vacation hours just to spend time with you and your sweet baby.

god, he is so lucky..

seeing you take on a motherly role shouldn't be making him feel so fuzzy but he can't help it, you're just gorgeous, so natural at it. he takes it upon himself to help you put the baby to sleep while you do chores around the house.

he startles you when he creeps up behind you as you fold his clothes, letting you know the baby is asleep while he starts kissing on your neck. it gives you goosebumps, you can't remember the last time you had been intimate with chan and it's turning you to putty in his hands.

"what if we had another, hm?"

you try hard not to break out in a laugh - he would definitely have to find a way to juggle work, two babies and a wife efficiently but you knew that was his breeding kink talking.

"you want another baby, channie?" you giggle, playing along with it because you know it gets him going.

"mhm.. another wouldn't hurt right?" he whispers in your ear as he slips his hands under your shirt to squeeze at your bare skin.

before you could even protest, he had you bent over, face between your legs as he prepped you to take him - laundry long forgotten.

you were honestly a little scared of the stretch.. bracing yourself as he inched his cock inside you gently. his grunts and nails digging into your skin was a sign of how tight he was finding you. your cunt around him was driving him crazy and he knew he was going to have a hard time pulling out but what's one more little one, right?

minho: 'im coming back from work now, babe.'

'don't wear anything under your pjs.. im coming straight to you'

those text messages from your boyfriend left you reeling.

of course you followed his request obediently!

you had laid your baby to bed not long ago and you were hoping it would be a peaceful night - no crying or waking up in the middle of the night.

you had made sure to really tire him out to ensure he was out like a light.

and when you heard the front door to your apartment open, anticipation began to boil in your tummy at what awaited you.

you could hear minho fumbling with his belt down the hall before approaching your shared bedroom. cock already half pulled out by the time he reached you, shit eating grin plastered on his face.

"d'you prep yourself for me?"

you nodded, knowing he wanted you wet for him to take for when he got home. you were always so sweet to him, always knew exactly what he needed before he even asked.

he kissed you gently as he tugged your night gown up, the coldness of the air making you shiver a bit as he ran a finger down your wet slit. he angled his cock at your entrance and pushed in, letting your cunt envelop him. god, it felt so good to be deep inside of you - he was absolutely crazy about you.

just the feeling of having you around him could make him cum-

the baby monitor goes off, crying loud through the speaker.

"shit.. i got him.." he sighed out, quickly fixing himself as you laughed at him.

you could tell how frustrated he was over having blue balls but fatherly duties were awaiting him.

changbin: baby is out with his parents and as much as you love your little one (who is an exact copy of changbin), you are so glad to finally have the house and your binnie to yourself.

he couldn't contain his excitement much either, his mom wouldn't be back until two with the baby so he made sure to enjoy every second he could with you. he barely let you finish having breakfast before he was tugging you over to the couch. he would've taken you on the counter but

1). it might've been uncomfy for you and he's a gentleman!

2.) despite how needy he was, he wanted to have some decorum!

it felt so good to have his hands roaming your body, he always made sure to be delicate with you. he kissed you so sweetly and was shocked when you broke the kiss so suddenly, a whimper leaving his pouty lips. you smiled and just assured him it was because you wanted to be on top this time.

you?

on top?

who was binnie to deny his gorgeous wife the pleasure of riding him? especially when he would get the perfect view of your nice tits and pretty face. so he laid back, watching as you took a deep breath and aligned his cock with your entrance, breath hitching at the initial breach. his cock thick and heavy but so so good inside of you. your hands planted firmly on his chest as you set a steady bounce, moaning his name as he played with your nipples.

it was so easy to lose yourself to the feeling of his cock, so much so that the ringing of the doorbell almost went unnoticed.

shit.

was grandma and grandpa back so soon with the baby?

no fair, you were just getting started!

hyunjin: hyunjin had just helped put the baby down so you could go take a quick shower. your baby was just as clingy as he was, always throwing a fit if you weren't constantly showering him with kisses.

you didn't mind though, you loved both of your sweet boys and you were so thankful that hyune was such a great dad.

it felt nice to take a peaceful shower after such a long day, the water soothing any worries you might've had.

you heard the door to the bathroom open and some rustling as someone opened the shower curtain and got in.

"baby.." you laughed, knowing damn well it was hyunjin behind you. he just giggled and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"little one's asleep.. let me just have this with you really quick." he mumbled against your skin

hand reaching to your front so he could find your clit, rubbing softly as you let out a relieved sigh

"you sure he won't wake up?" you whispered

"no, but if he does, he's in the bassinet right outside next to our bed, babe. don't worry okay?"

his words reassured you as you relaxed into his touch, letting his fingers work at you as you leaned your head back into him. all he wanted was to bring you pleasure, he loved watching your pretty face contort and call his name out softly.

"gonna cum for me, angel? c'mon.. let go.." he whispered against your ear, kissing it softly. it gave you goosebumps and the way his fingers diligently rubbed you made your orgasm wash over you.

after showering (and letting him taste you after his endless begging), you both headed out into the room, baby still sleeping soundly.

jisung: there was nothing more exhausting to jisung than having a family dinner.

it was so stressful.

all the catching up and conversations clashing with one another from all sides of the table. at least your baby seemed entertained, playing with spoons while the waiter took everyone's order.

if jisung didn't step out soon, he feared he would literally explode. his parents kept bombarding him with questions and he felt like your family always questioned his worth as a suitable partner and dad.

you always made sure to let him know that you loved him and that he was perfect regardless what he or anyone thought. as soon as you noticed him zoning out and struggling to engage with the family, you excused yourself, asking your mom to watch over the baby while you stepped out with jisung, going on a short walk around the restaurant where you could talk in private.

"baby i-i'm sorry are you mad-"

"what? no.. i needed some fresh air. it was too noisy and stuffy in there.

you're doing your best y'know? im proud of you." you smiled softly at him while giving him a soft peck. you dug into your purse for his cigarettes and handed him one, grabbing the lighter and bringing the flame to the tip once he put the stick in his mouth.

"you gotta relax before going back in there though.." you whispered.

he was always able to relax when he was alone with you, you were comforting. he began blowing some smoke while his hands came up to cup your tits. squeezing them tightly which earned him a mewl. soon he was lowering the top of your dress down to reveal your chest to him, playing with your nipples between his fingers as if your breasts were some type of stress ball for him. you'd laugh at him if you didn't love the sensation of his fingers on you so much. he tossed his cigarette once he got tired of it, preferring to latch on to one of your tits instead.

"c-c'mon ji.. let's not get carried away.. we gotta get back.." you weakly said, but having to cut this short was proving to be difficult for the both of you.

once he got his fix (although if he was honest, he was still craving you), he let go with a loud pop, pulling your top back up with a smile

"thank you, doll.. i think i got the energy to kiss your dad's ass now." he joked.

"hope our princess is surviving his horrible baby talk." you giggled

felix: you and felix had planned a huge party for your baby's first birthday. everyone you both knew was invited, including the baby's eight uncles who loved spoiling her rotten. it was an outdoor party in your backyard, you had even gone as far as renting out a bouncy house for the older kids and a fun kid sprinkler so they could play in the water.

felix was in charge of food, he had spent the whole day on the grill outside making ribs and hot dogs before bringing them inside to set up everything nicely. you followed after him to help, putting everything out on aluminum pans so that people could pick what they wanted from each container.

"good job, babe, these taste great." you smile as you swallowed the piece of meat you had tasted.

he leaned in to kiss you, pulling you in close. he was so happy to get to celebrate your baby's birthday with such a big and wonderful family.

"baby's havin' fun out there. look at her playin' with the water." he giggled as he peeked outside

"what if we had fun of our own? everyone seems to be having a blast out there.." you teased him, hand coming to cup him through his shorts.

you didn't have to tell him twice, pulling himself out of his shorts as you fell to your knees for him. you knew you had to be quick incase anyone came in asking for the bathroom. thank god the kitchen island covered you from anyone who might've looked from the outside in.

felix was so sensitive and the idea of someone walking in made him quickly blow his load in your mouth which you gratefully accepted, licking your lips before you gave his tip a soft kiss.

seungmin:

family vacation was going great! you and seungmin finally got a chance to take your baby out on a trip and spend the weekend at a nice resort alongside other members of your family. it was nice to have a group of you together to enjoy some time away from your stressful lives.

the baby was having fun at the pool in his new floaty and didn't want to leave the water yet so you left him with his auntie while you and seungmin got washed up.

but seungmin was feeling quite handsy the whole day, especially now since you were both along in your room. he tugged on your bathing suit strap and smiled devilishly as your top fell down and exposed your chest.

"minnie we have to get ready for dinner, c'mon.."

"i'm getting ready! see? swim trunks off"

you rolled your eyes as he showed you his hard cock, his hand stroking it to entice you. the mere sight of your husband like that made you want to jump his bones.

"make it quick, hurry." but your voice sounded weak, desperate.

he bent you over the nearest surface and stuffed you full of his cock, not wasting a second where he could be inside of you. he knew he had to be fast, it would only be a matter of time before your sister would be knocking at your door with the baby.

the way he was tugging at your hair had you seeing stars, cock relentlessly hitting your sweet spot. you felt like you'd collapse under him if he kept this pace up but it was too good to protest.

"minnie.. oh god.. c-can the baby sleep with your mom tonight please? please.. n-need more of this.. need you!"

he just laughed at you, giving you a sharp spank.

"what am i supposed to tell her? my wife wants me to fuck her stupid on our family vacation? you want me to tell her how bad you want my cock?"

jeongin: "innie.." you giggled, nudging him gently.

he was not budging at all. you didn't blame him though, it was his night to check on the baby if he started crying and unfortunately for him it was a really difficult night to put him to bed.

you got under the covers and shuffled down until you were face to face with his crotch, rubbing him gently and watching as he grew in his pants.

he began to stir once you pulled him out, licking at his tip and feeling him start to sit up. he lifted the covers slightly to see you taking his cock in your mouth, popping off with a smile.

"happy birthday, baby.." you whispered

he smiled softly and cupped your cheek to bring you up and out from underneath the covers, he kicked the sheets off and pulled you on top of him.

"perfect way to start my morning, hm?" he teased, squeezing your ass tightly before tugging your shorts and panties to the side. his cock prodded against your entrance as he kissed you hungrily.

"finish what you started." he instructed as you began to slowly sink down on him, taking his cock like the good girl you were.

"fuck, jeongin.. need you to cum inside me so bad.."

it was so hard to contain your moans, biting your lip harshly to keep quiet.

"still on birth control, baby?" he asked, eyes hazy because your cunt felt so tight on him and it was making him delirious.

you shook your head, smiling at him playfully.

"gonna make me a daddy on my birthday? huh?" he grunted as he helped you bounce on him, he thrusted up into you and gripped your hips painfully tight.

"shiiit.. gonna cum in this pussy.. pump a baby in you.. give you my seed. will you take it? you're gonna take it."

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

[bunnibaby-love]

🎂 Zayne x F!Reader 🎂

♡ female reader + praises + make up sx + breeding + love making + lots of kisses

It was your anniversary with Zayne, you prepared a fancy dinner and doll up yourself for dinner date with him at home

Zayne is unusual to be late but now he's 3 hours late and you assume he got caught up in work and just forgot your anniversary. You tear up at your disappointment and starts cleaning up and you take a shot of the wine before going to sleep

Deep in your sleep, you feel a soft kiss on your shoulder that awakes you. "Sorry darling..." a whisper from Zayne lips and made you frown "I know you're up...please baby let's talk"

He leaned on the head board and put your whole body lay on his lap while you are in fetal position and held you

"Happy Anniversary baby...sorry i'm late. I did not forget...there was an emergency operation i cannot leave" he kisses your forehead and cheek while rubbing your back

"I'm home now, i love you please don't pout anymore" he slid a strawberry coated chocolate on your mouth and brush your hair with his finger

"M'upset...i cook food.. now it's cold on refrigerator and i doll myself up" you frown at him

"We can eat by later and you always look pretty baby...and i see your makeup still on" he kiss your nose "I just hate to see your mascara smudge from tears" Zayne wipes the smudge mascara on under your eyes "Mhm..."

He locks his lips with you and gives you a passionate kiss "sorry baby.." he mumbles between kisses and removes his glasses to kiss you more deep and passionate

You slid down your night rob to reveal your white lingerin "Dress up for you...." Zayne smirk seeing deep red hue on your cheeks

"So pretty darling..." his kisses went to your neck deeper on your chest "I'm such a fool for not just taking a leave.." Zayne untangles the strings of your lingerie and plays with your buds with his tongue

Zayne looks at your eyes and goes back on kissing your neck "Can i leave a hickey?" he whisper on your ear

"Mhm'kay...yes..." you take his opportunity to mark you from your neck, collarbone, chest and stomach. "I forgive you.. just...give me..." you palm his cock through his pants and he make you falls back on bed when you tried to sits up

"No...tonight is all about you and im making up to you baby. Let me do the work" Zayne smirks as he removes his dress shirt and unzip his pants "I know how much you love being submissive so im giving this to you pretty girl"

He slids down your panty and kneels down to laps your cunt "..Zayne!" you grab his hair to push his face deeper. He knows your weaknesses that you instantly squirm when he flicks his tongue on your clit and kisses your cunt "Wanna...wanna cum in your cock...."

Zayne bites your thigh last time before sitting up and push his cock into you. No matter how much you two did it, you still tears up from the stretch. "Sssh baby....you can take me...you already...be a good girl yeah?....yes you're such a good girl" He kissed your eyes and whispers to you "So pretty when you cry...this when i only want you crying dear"

Your nails dug dig on his back when he finally put his whole cock inside you "Mhm good baby...i know you're a good girl" his right hand gently grips your waist and his left hand to cup your cheeks then he started to thrust deep and slow "I love you so much baby..."

"Ngh...i love you much da...ngh!" you circle your arms over his nape "Please give me kisses.... kisses...please kisses" he chuckled knowing how much you love kisses during intimate and steamy moments. He kiss you passionately with roughness just how you love it everyday

"Cum..m..ming...." you said between kisses yet still not letting go of his nape

"Mhm yes baby...let it out..." he circle his right hands with yours and keep on kissing you till your orgasm explode "Aaa....mhm!"

You feel his orgasm coming soon as he sloppily thrust "Do you want a baby? does my baby wants her baby? our baby?" the thought clouded your thoughts "Whenever....i'm not here...we have a little one with you hmm?"

"Yes...please...please..fill me up...." a kiss on your forehead and he fills you up you can feel his cum on your stomach

You lay flat in bed very exhausted while Zayne goes straight to bathroom and got a towel to clean you up

After, he lays back behind your back and keeps on kissing your nape "I'm really sorry for tonight...i'll make up for today i promise" you curl up on your position so he can held you more on his body

"It's okay...i understand...i just wish you texted me first or maybe ask someone to tell me..so i won't worry" you can't hide the pout on your voice

"Yes...next time i promise...please go to sleep now...let's have a date tomorrow" he kissed your lips last time and held you tighter while you're on your back to him "I love you..."

[aintashes]

as michonne lets herself break down into the same shuddering sobs, daryl buries his face into her shoulder. they collide like two titans of myth, the sheer force of their collective grief threatening to break him down to his very soul. it's a blistering lightning storm between them— an unwieldy ball of electricity that's finally exploding and setting fires that quickly spread and tear them both apart.

the way she quakes and clings to him breaks daryl's heart. his fingers curl into the back of michonne's shirt, desperately holding her close to him as his other hand rises to cradle the back of her head. it's been one thing to have to do this, any of this, without rick. to look around and expect to see him walking through the alexandrian streets, or sitting on his front porch with judith, or pulling up in one of their cars after a run. he can't imagine what michonne must be thinking now, knowing that she may have to have and raise this child in his absence and as his memory haunts the halls of their home; not alone by any stretch of the imagination, but without him.

daryl is not the affectionate sort. he has been known to be more touchy with the people he holds closest to his heart, yet even then his outward displays of fondness are few and far between. just as he is a man of few words, he's also a man of little contact— but just like his voice is powerfully honest and sincere whenever he does choose to speak, his touch comes directly from the heart.

he continues to hold michonne as she pulls back to look at him, leaning with a rare tenderness into her palm as it briefly holds his damp, stubbly cheek. finally, he too drops his arms from her and uses the backs of his hands to wipe at some of the wetness.

‘ you always got me, ’  he says softly, the bright blue of his glassy eyes meeting her deep brown gaze.  ‘ always. ’

daryl knows, regrettably, that it may not seem that way. the fact that he never really comes back to alexandria anymore, preferring now to make his way up and down the river in search of rick, probably at least makes it feel like he's quite unavailable to her. he hopes that she knows the truth: that whatever happens, wherever either of them may go, the grimes family will always be a part of home to him.

but despite daryl's determination, there's a hollowness growing inside of him. the day that rick blew the bridge is burned into the backs of his eyelids. it greets him with its brutal imagery every time he tries to rest. michonne said earlier that this isn't all on him, and he knows that it's not, but for her? for judith, for their people, and for the baby michonne will be bringing into this world? he'll go farther. push harder. he has to. daryl sniffles, shaking his head as if to clear the haze such strong emotions manifest.

‘ i'll find 'im. i will. i'll bring 'im home. ’

Michonne let out a breath of a laugh, albeit tear-filled at his words. As Daryl pulled her into a hug, she squeezed him back tightly, holding onto the small comfort he offered. She wasn't giving into the tears yet, and just a few had escaped, glistening trails on her cheeks. But when Daryl pulled back, she watched as his face transformed. It shifted from something filled with joy and pride to sorrow that mirrored the storm brewing in her own heart.

Before she knew it, she was being pulled into another hug. As much as she tried to hold back, a sob wracked through her body, shaking her to the core. She hadn't allowed herself to break down like this yet. Hell, maybe she hadn't even accepted the fact that things were what they were. Whether Rick was out there somewhere or not, he wasn't there with them. The brutal truth was, Michonne was going to have to do this without him  — lead their people, find strength within herself, and have their child.

As the sobs continued to shake both of them, she leaned into Daryl and clung tightly onto him, drawing on his quiet strength just as much as he was drawing on hers. Michonne felt the dam she had built around her heart start to crack, the tears flowing more freely now, cleansing in their release, really. She rubbed Daryl's back, as both a gesture of comfort and acknowledgment of how much she really appreciated him.

Finally, as her sobs began to subside, she pulled back slightly, looking up at Daryl with red-rimmed eyes. Getting not one, but two hugs from Daryl was very special. And while there were a lot of emotions that she was facing, she was so grateful to have Daryl. Her hand gently brushed against his cheek before she dropped her arms away. ❝I'm glad you're here.❞ It didn't need to be said, but she wanted to say it.

[blueicequeen19]

Cruel Intensions Pt. 2

Warnings: dub-con with dark JJ

JJ brings me back to his apartment. I don’t get the chance to look around but I can tell it’s sparse, like he’s not here often. Just enough to sleep. He shoves me down on the bed not even bothering with the lights as he manhandles me onto my back and attaches his mouth to my clit.

“Oh, shit.” I gasp, my hips bucking on their own as my denied orgasm races forward again. I might cry if he denies me again. His hands dig into my thighs, spreading me painfully wide as he licks and sucks while staring at me with those hateful blue eyes. My back arches off the bed like I’m possessed until my body explodes and I scream my release. One turns to two then three until I finally swat and push at his head to get him to stop. I try to crawl away to the center of the bed but my legs are jello and he’s yanking me back.

“Im not done. Im no where near fucking done with you.” I stare at him as he quickly stands and strips. I’d forgotten how beautiful he was. He even has that stupid V that makes girls go crazy. I lick my lip’s despite the little voice in my head telling me to run like hell.

“Do you like what you see?” JJ asks, stroking his cock hard and twisting at the end. It seemed like it might be painful. “I know I do. You seem awfully shy for a slut.” JJ grabs my ankles and yanks me to the edge of the bed, ripping my shirt over my head then tearing my bra off.

“I’m not a slut.”

“That’s not what I heard.” I lift my hips to remove my skirt but he stops me.

“The skirt stays. I like it.” JJ begins crawling towards me as I crawl backwards to escape him.

“I don’t know what game you’re playing but I’ve had enough.” JJ growls, pinning me beneath him as he shoves my legs apart and slaps my clit. I cry out and he does it over and over. I try to cover myself but he slaps my hand away, using his cock instead. I don’t get any warning before he’s shoving it inside me. My eyes immediately start to roll back.

“Goddamn it, you feel so good.” JJ bites out, giving shallow thrusts as he works himself deeper. I brace my hands on his chest, moaning and whimpering the deeper he gets.

“Look how stretched you are. Poor thing.” JJ reaches between us and spreads my pussy lips even further as he watches himself disappear inside me.

“It’s too much like this.” I breathe and he laughs.

“You can handle it. Filthy little slut like you has probably fucked half the island by now.”

“I told you, I’ve only ever been with you.” He’s suddenly in my face, eyes bright with his anger as he buries himself fully inside me.

“Liar.” JJ spats, withdrawing half way and slamming back in so hard I’m crying out. He does it a few more times before yanking away with a curse, burying his fingers inside me instead.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum again already.” JJ spats, like it’s the worst thing imaginable.

“JJ, I—.” I reach my peak too fast and hard with the way he angrily fucks me with his fingers.

“So tight even after four orgasms.” JJ licks a stripe through my slit that has me bowing off the bed before quickly shoving his cock back inside me.

“JJ, fuck.” I whine, digging my nails down his back. He hisses, gripping my throat as his hips snaps forward harder and harder.

“Did you think about me while you were fucking other people? Did you miss me at all while you were whoring yourself around?” I don’t even realize what I’ve done until he levels me with a murderous look and my palm stings.

“I don’t know who’s been feeding you your information but they lied to you.” I growl. His hand wraps around my throat and my body squeezes around him. He lets out a shuddering breath but I can see it in his eyes. He doesn’t know what to believe. That tough shell is cracking because he wants to believe me.

I don’t get any warning when he slams his lips down on mine in a toe curling kiss. His tongue dives into my mouth, claiming me as deeply as he can. I don’t know why he feels the need to claim me, I’ve always been his.

I feel myself clenching then he’s moaning against my lips as he releases inside me, signaling my own orgasm.

My brain is still in a fog when he pulls away. I catch sight of him pulling on his boxers just before stepping out on to the balcony to smoke. I pull on his shirt with my skirt, since he still has my panties, and I take a moment to admire his chiseled back before stepping out too. The smell of weed is thick in the air.

“I hate you.” He finally says as I lean against the glass door with my arms crossed, crossing my legs at my ankle when I feel myself starting to drip.

“I know you do.”

“Why didn’t you get with anyone else?”

“Because I told you I wouldn’t.”

“That was before you sent me to jail.”

“I still meant it. I only ever wanted you.”

“Enough. You’re under my skin already. No need to make it further.”

“I’m only telling you the truth.”

“I don’t know that. I don’t trust you. I hate that my heart wants to cling onto every word you say while my brain tells me something else.” JJ finishes off his joint, keeping the distance between us as he leans against the railing.

“Believe what you want.” I let my hands slap against my thighs in defeat. I turn to go back inside when his arm wraps around my waist, his free hand diving under my skirt.

“You’re making a mess.” JJ growls in my ear, sliding his fingers through my slit.

“It’s your fault.” I try to sound angrier than I feel but it’s hard when his fingers rub circles into my clit. He nuzzles into the side of my neck, nipping and kissing as her torments me. I grip the handle on the door tightly to try and ground myself.

“JJ, I need to go home.” I whisper and he pauses, slowly turning me so I can look up into his angry blue eyes.

“You mean your parents house.”

“I live there.”

“Not anymore.”

“And where do I live now? Here? With you? Why would I agree to that?”

“You’re delusional if you think for a second that you have a fucking choice. You owe me.” JJ growls, caging me in with his arms braced against the glass door. “I don’t need your compliance.”

“Will you punish me forever?” I whisper, biting back tears.

“Is being in my bed really a punishment?” His voice is lower as he swipes his thumb over my bottom lip, his hard cock pressed against my stomach. I try to turn away to hide the way my cheeks burn but he grabs my chin, holding me in place.

“They will never let me go.” I whisper, ignoring his question.

“They can name you heir and your children can continue their legacy but it’ll be my name and my children you give them. I know they’re hosting a charity event that’s meant for you to meant all the matches they’ve lined up for you. We are going to crash it. Now turn around and bend over.”

[weixuldo]

unconditionally // ch 2

anakin x reader

(a/n: so these chapters r gonna b longer cause i have way too much to say abt this heheh, im also posting on ao3 now if you like that format better :/ it’s linked on my master list :)

you unexpectedly watch the kids for the night

warnings: cursing, asshole behavior

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You woke up the next morning to a text from “Anakin”. You yawned and squinted at your phone. Basically every day, come over at 3:00 and leave when Anakin shows up. Except Friday, you had that day off.  Easy enough. Hopefully he wouldn’t come back too late, you still had school after all. 

You stretched and got out of your bed. As you finished your morning routine you began to plan out your week. 

Breakfast, class one, study in the library, class two, lunch, go over to Anakin’s,  entertain the kids, back to the dorms, homework, sleep.

Your weekend really just consisted of your friends dragging you out to the mall to shop for “party clothes”. That really just meant trying on skimpy dresses that cost way too much. However this weekend you actually had money to spend. 

You were all trying on outfits for this new fancy bar that recently opened. They were practically bursting with excitement to go to it on opening night next month. The bar was high profile and you had to “know people” to even get on a waitlist. Kind of a hassle you thought. But you didn't mind treating yourself to some new fashion. 

You found a unique sage green dress, it wasn’t too revealing but it wasn’t quite modest either. It cascaded off of your shoulders, really highlighting your collarbone, the silky material clung to your hips perfectly. You looked damn good. 

You decided to splurge and buy the dress. Your friends were astonished you actually bought something for yourself, usually you never made personal purchases for pleasure. 

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Monday rolled around and you drove to the house one more. Once you got there you realized he never gave you a key. Shit.

You debated calling him, what if he was in a meeting? But what if he didn’t get your text. You began to worry, it was only your second day. 

Soon you felt a small hand tug on your shirt. You looked down to see two little pigtails. 

“You’re back!!” Leia exclaimed, hugging your leg. Luke followed soon after clinging to your other. 

“Hiii, guys!” you exclaimed, hugging them back. 

“I’m sorry i’m just standing here, I forgot to ask your dad for a key” you admitted, sheepishly.

Luke smiled and pulled out a key from his pocket. It was a small brass key with a temporary tag that had your name on it. You gladly received the key and Leia spoke.

“Daddy said he’s really sorry he forgot”

“Oh no worries!” you said thanking the twins. 

You unlocked the door and the kids bounced right on in. 

“How was school? Was the bus ride nice?” you asked them as you placed your things on the marble countertop.

“It was so cool! We learned about volcanoes, they explode!! Like boom-pew-pssh” Luke exclaimed enthusiastically as he made motions with his hands. 

Leia giggled then said “Well I learned about long division! We divided seven digit numbers!”

“That’s awesome you guys! I’m really proud of you!” you said encouragingly.

Leia pointed to your bag, “Do you have homework too?”.

You nodded, “Want to do our homework together?”.

“Yes! Yes, please!” she exclaimed, grabbing her bag.

The three of you sat at the counter for a while doing your respective work. Every now and then Leia would tease Luke about his handwriting and you had to assure him it was very good for kids his age. You sliced up some fruits for them to snack on while they finished up. 

Around 5:45 the front door clicked open. Anakin walked in with an empty coffee cup in hand. 

“Daddy!!” the kids exclaimed, hopping off their stools to greet their father.

He dropped his bag and held his arms out to embrace them.

“Hey guys! How was your day?”

“I learned about volcanoes!”

“That's great, bud!” Anakin exclaimed.

“I did long division!” Leia said proudly.

Anakin kissed her on the cheek, “That’s wonderful, Princess”.

He rose from his position near the floor and made eye contact with you. His eyes seemed to subtly change. They were colder. 

“Hello, F/N”

“Hi” you said back, shyly.

“I see you got the key. That was my mistake.” he said stiffly.

You began to shake your head, “no, don't worry about it! I should have remembered to ask” you offered.

He looked at you for a moment before curtly nodding. 

You began to gather your things and say goodbye to the kids. Anakin , on the other hand, had already retreated to his room upstairs. You figured that was your cue to leave. 

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The next two weeks went by rather quickly, Anakin sent out the same scheduled times to you and you went. Each day was filled with quality time with the twins. Luke seemed to be developing a small crush on you. It was amusing, but you made sure to remind him of the kids his age.  You grew accustomed to their banter, Leia usually the one coming out on top. 

You also learned that their mother had died shortly after giving birth to them, and it seemed their dad was still sensitive to the topic. As for Anakin himself he hardly spoke to you at all, mostly he just glared at you from a distance. But he was paying your bills, so you didn’t complain. 

Today was Thursday and you were making crafts with the twins, once again, on the marble counter. They originally wanted to go to the park, but a big thunderstorm decided to pass through. So now you were watching  Leia make a “magical butterfly community” while Luke did a “robot-dinosaur mega-world”. You aided them only with the glitter and glue, Anakin would be pissed if it got everywhere. 

”Daddy seemed annoyed yesterday,” Leia said to Luke while she stamped blue butterflies on the paper. 

“Yeah” Luke agreed, not really paying attention.

She rolled her eyes and you offered your opinion.

“He seemed irritated, yes. But he seems like he acts like that alot” 

“Yeah but he usually isn’t rude like that, I’m sorry.” she said, taking some stickers from the sheet in front of her. 

Yesterday was rude? Anakin was normally rude, yesterday was downright disrespectful. You had gone to the bathroom and were not in your normal spot at the counter when he walked in. He kind of flipped out on you for not “watching the kids” and threatened to fire you. Honestly, once you got in your car you began to cry. But you told yourself he probably just had a bad day or something. Plus you needed the money. 

“I think your dad doesn’t like me” you half laughed, playing with the glitter cap.

Leia shook her head, little brown braids swaying. “No, he does. He would have made you quit if he didn’t”.

You were curious, “what do you mean by that?”. 

“He’s nicer to you than he was to any of the other nannies. He doesn’t yell at you”

He was usually more of an asshole? You couldn’t even imagine the damage he caused the other poor nannies. Though you still had a hard time believing he liked you. 

Soon enough you heard the door open and a familiar set of footsteps enter the house. Your heart began to quicken, was he still mad at you?

He sighed loudly as he shook off his raincoat. You heard mutter a curse under his breath. Once he stepped into the kitchen he smiled at his kids. As they greeted each other you studied him. He was tall, slimfit, and had great muscle definition on his arms. His hair looked particularly enchanting with raindrops adorning his curls. He was a beautiful man. 

He looked at you with less disdain than you expected. “It’s raining pretty hard, huh?” you offered, expecting him to say “obviously” or something else to make you feel stupid.

Instead he responded truthfully, “yeah, I hate rain almost as much as I hate the beach”.

“The beach?” you laughed.

He rose to his full height and gave a small smile, “Mhm, it’s hot and there’s sand everywhere, not to mention all the little shells you step on trying to get to the ocean”.

You giggled again, that was the most he’d said to you without being cold or sarcastic. 

“I guess we’ll never do a beach day then” you smiled at the kids. 

After cleaning up you said your goodbyes and headed towards the door. But before you made it into the rain Anakin called your name. 

“Yes?” you asked, confused. 

He walked over to you and grabbed an umbrella out of the holder by the door. He opened it on the porch and motioned for you to join him. 

He walked you out to your car, holding the umbrella over you as you put your bag in the backseat. 

“Thank you,” you said to him. You were honestly confused as to why he was being oddly nice to you after being so rude yesterday. 

“Don’t want you to catch a cold and give it to my kids,” he said.

Aaand there it was. 

“Of course, thank you anyways though” you smiled. 

You were focused on getting in your car, but you missed the small smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.

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The school day ended with buzzing excitement. That new bar was finally opening tonight and campus was in a frenzy. Everyone was seeing if they knew someone who knew someone that could get them in. Your friends paraded around the fact they were already on the list, while you could honestly care less. But, alas here you were doing your makeup and sporting the sage green dress you bought a while ago. 

Once you were finished you took a minute to check yourself out in the mirror. Damn, ok… you looked hot.

You smiled at your new found confidence and began to put on your heels. You grabbed your keys and began driving off campus. Soon your phone began to ring, you looked down and it was Anakin. Confused, you answered the call.

“H-Hello?” 

“Hey, I’m really sorry, but do you think you could watch the twins tonight? My department is having an impromptu dinner. I’m sorry, I’ll pay you double-”

He sounded genuinely sorry.

“You don’t have to pay me extra Anakin, I’d be happy to” you smiled, the bar could wait.

“Ok, thank you so much F/N” he said.

“Oh! I was going out with some people, so I’m still in my outfit. It's not inappropriate, is that ok?” you asked, thinking about the kids.

“That's fine,” he said before promptly hanging up. 

You shook your head and took a deep breath as you got ready to call your friends… they were not going to be happy.

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You arrived at the grand mansion in record time. You really didn’t want to make him have to wait for you to get there, he might get mad at you. You knocked on the door since you knew he was home, you didn’t want to just barge in. The door opened slowly but Anakin wasn’t the one standing there. Instead there was a man with a clean beard and nice sandy brown hair.

“Hello there” he said in a jovial tone. 

You blushed, not expecting some random guy to open the door. “Hi”.

“You must be F/N, I’ve heard alot about you” he said stepping aside so you could enter the house.

Before you could respond Anakin interjected from the top of the stairs.

“From the kids, they won't shut up about you”.

He was walking down the stairs buttoning up his suit. Both men were dressed in formal attire. The bearded man had a gray suit while Anakin wore a black one. 

“You two look very nice” you offered. The bearded man gave a sweet smile while anakin just kind of stared at you.

“Oh, by the way you can call me Ben” the bearded man extended his hand to you.

You shook it firmly and smiled. 

In your peripheral vision you saw Anakin’s gaze traveling up and down your body. 

“Oh, yeah, I’m sorry Anakin, I didn’t have time to change… Do you have anything I can change into by chance?” all of a sudden you didn’t feel so confident under his watchful gaze. 

He handed Ben the car keys and asked him to bring it around as he asked you to follow him upstairs. 

This was the first time you had been in Anakin’s room. The interior was mostly black and white with an occasional splash of color. He sighed before opening the closet. Far in the back there was a box with some clothing. 

“It’s not fancy, but it's better than what you’re wearing,” he huffed. He must really think you’re revolting…. You just felt awful now, what if he made assumptions about you? Would he not let you work for him anymore?

You were pulled out of your thoughts as he tossed a baggy t-shirt and some sweats at you. They smelled different than him, they had a lingering scent of perfume. 

“I have to leave now, once you put them on leave my room and close the door, the kids are in the playroom” with that he left.

You took off your green dress, maybe you wouldn’t wear it anymore… you felt embarrassed. You put on the other clothes he gave you, they were obviously women’s clothes, they fit you well and the sweat pants hung off of your hips nicely. You sighed and went to find the kids. 

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You found them playing connect four on the floor of the playroom. When they saw you their eyes lit up and they ran to greet you.

“I thought you weren’t coming back til monday!!” Luke exclaimed.

You laughed, “surprise!”. 

Leia pulled back to look at you for a moment, “wait did daddy give you that?” she asked, pointing to the clothes.

“Oh! He let me borrow them” you explained. 

“Wait, aren't those mom’s old clothes?” Luke said.

What.

“Yeah, that’s why I was asking,” Leia said back to her brother.

Anakin.

Let you wear his wife’s clothes?

The kids showed you a picture of their mother wearing the exact same outfit, lying on the sofa downstairs. She was beautiful. 

Leia looked so much like her, the resemblance was uncanny. 

While you were having an internal crisis as to why Anakin let you borrow those clothes, the twins couldn’t be less bothered. They had never met their mom, and to them she was no more than a fairy tale character. It was kind of sad, but maybe it was better that they weren’t stuck mourning her death.

The rest of the night you continued to make dinner for them and ended up on the sofa watching 101 Dalmatians, once again. Around the halfway mark both twins were fast asleep on each side of you. You smiled, you felt a sense of family amongst the kids. You weren't really as close with your friends recently, and your love life was a fucking joke. But at least you had two people who were always excited to see you.

You too began to doze off at some point. You dreamed of the early stages of spring, the baby animals, fresh dew drops on petals in the morning, the fresh air, the love. You must have been deep asleep because when you woke up the twins were nowhere to be seen. 

You shot up in a panic before you heard a strong voice behind you.

“Don’t worry, Ben and I put them to bed” Anakin was sitting at the kitchen counter, a glass of wine sitting beside him. 

You exhaled and walked towards him. “Why didn’t you wake me? I could have put them to sleep.” 

He took a sip of the maroon beverage as he looked at the wall in front of him. “You looked peaceful”.

You rubbed the rest of the sleep from your eyes and took the seat beside him. “How was the dinner?”.

He slowly turned to face you, “It was well, Ben and I had a few drinks”.

You smiled, you could smell the liquor on his lips. “By the way, thank you”.

“For what?”

“The clothes, Leia told me…You know you didn’t hav-”

“It’s fine.” he took another sip of the drink in his hand. 

You looked down at your hands, what now?

He stole another glance at you, “They’re just clothes F/N”, after that he tipped the glass towards you and arched his brow.

You gave a small smile and took a sip from the opposite side as him, the wine went down nicely, it tasted expensive. You scrunched your nose as the alcoholic burn traveled down your throat.

He huffed out a laugh before looking forward again.

“I see you watched that damn dog movie again.”

Oh. 

“I’m sorry, I can tell them no when they ask next time”

Maybe it was his buzz or maybe it was truly just him. But he faced you with a look you had never seen on his face before. It was sincere, adoring and somber all at the same time, “No, I enjoyed seeing my kids with you on the couch watching that movie.”

In a way you felt guilty, you were in his wife’s spot, in her clothes, with her kids, watching her favorite movie… He only said that because he was replacing you with her. 

With that you took another swig on the wine. 

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(a/n: Ok soo im in love with this fic..Yall dont even understand, there are already 54 pages on my doc and ive only written 6 chapters)

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[noritoshiikamo]

kuroo testurou x reader cw hangover and horny + domestic kuroo, male masturbation, somnophilia, unprotected sex, tinsy winsy breeding kink

a part of my 3k milestone event request belongs to this hoe @crashed-wing just need to get my brain rolling bcs vaccine side effect is finally hitting me like a ton of brick lol im sorry if this isnt up to par and unedited, im a mess kith kith

- welcome home

he should’ve called.

kuroo closed the front door slowly, even the creak of the door was torturous to his ears as he kicked his shoes off. the hangover was still thumping against his skull, threatening to explode at any sound made.

the clock is ticking 6:30 am and god, how he’s in such big trouble. it’s always like that every time the jackals are back in town, kuroo finds himself dragged for one of those nights out where he got completely wasted and completely knocked out in one of their hotel rooms. you didn’t left a call or anything except for a text; ‘come home safely’ which was received at 1 am. by that time he was completely wasted, screaming on top of the bar table with hinata and bokuto singing another rendition of journey.

he was sure he was going to get one of your lectures as he walked in.

but the apartment was quiet, surprisingly as usually even on saturday you’ll be awake, cooking up something in the kitchen. the kitchen was empty; no water running, no annoying sound of your shit kettle he has been trying to convince you to let him buy a new one, no wonderful smell coming from the pan on your stove.

but there you were, sprawled on the sofa.

he couldn’t help the small smile curling on his lips as he leaned against the sofa, fingers brushing against your cheeks. it seemed that you had a party of your own, empty bags of chips, 6-packs demolished and a bowl of what seemed to be popcorn. you must have fallen asleep mid movie. he picked up the phone from the carpet, dead which explained his unanswered calls and carefully tossed it on the table.

you’re such a heavy sleeper even as he slipped his arms underneath you, you didn’t fuss and he carried you carefully to the bedroom, settling you gently on the comfy bed. your back must have been in such pain because as soon as your body hit the comfortable bed, you let out a soft moan and stretched before turning to bury your face in the soft pillow.

it would’ve been a normal thing except the moans went straight down his spine to his cock.

he knew that moan, it was your pleasure moans. the only time kuroo ever heard that was when he’s balls deep in you, threatening in your ears to fill you up and that always riled you up. even thinking of that made him twitch in excitement. you were in your usual sleep attire, his old high school t-shirt that was hiking upward dangerously, leaving him with the view of your pretty supple thighs, smushed against each other.

why did you have to do this? he groaned mentally, hands moving to palm the restricted bulge trapped in the tight pants.

his other free hand moved, ghostly gently along your thigh, with every stroke your breath quickened and you squirmed with a gentle meek whines out your pretty swollen lips. one thing you always liked about the morning was how pretty you look, and he remembered hearing your whines about how you wish you could keep the pretty colour hue on your nose and cheeks that made you look alive and how luscious your lips look.

you are not wrong because kuroo would give everything to feel your lips around his cock.

“tetsu,” his blood ran cold as his eyes darted to your face.

eyes still glued shut with brows knitted as you moved away from his ticklish touch. you were still asleep but this time you’d moved your legs apart, and with the shirt hiked to your belly he could see your pretty panties. what makes it pretty wasn’t the design, but it was the damp spot where your slick is pooling. you went back to snoring lightly, hand sprawled over your face as kuroo made his way to the bathroom.

he was painfully hard and as he stood under the shower, he tried to relieve himself. the image of your in his mind was perfect, mewling as you tried to relieve yourself. he loves seeing you touch yourself, sprawled on his laps or in front of him as your fingers touch your puffy folds. he would be whispering all the lewd things he wanted to do with you after you came and you’ll finger yourself faster and needier. he had your voice moaning for him ingrained in his mind, soft pants as he edged himself closer but something’s not right.

he kept losing his track, cursing as the high seemed to slip through his fingers.

exhausted and even more frustrated than earlier, he decided to abandon the relief mission and ignored the painful boner as he continued to wash himself. you were still asleep, little quiet snores now you were on your side. his headache was killing him, with the towel draped on the bench was surely going to make you angry, he climbed on the bed naked. you were so warm, in contrast to his cold, damp body. he sighed, face buried in the crook of your neck. he grinded his teeth, cursing himself as he felt your ass rubbing against his hard cock.

his patience was thinning.

kuroo started slowly, gently rocking himself along the clothed slit of your cunt, heaving slowly against your ears. it was rough and hard against your panties, hand on your ass to steady himself but the arousal seeping through made it easier and he could feel your hitched breaths. you were enjoying it too. it didn’t take long for his fingers to slip the material aside. one hand grabbing your bare tit from underneath the shirt as he gnawed on his lower lips, basking in the feeling of your soft, slick cunt against his hard cock.

this was exactly what he was missing when he tried to jerk himself off; you.

nothing could ever change the feeling of your puffy cunt accommodating his length.

the way your throat made the little cute moans every time his tip brushed against her clit. “you like it huh?” he whined softly, teeth gazing against the exposed part of your shoulder. he desperately wanted to sink his teeth in, sucking on your soft, supple skin and leaving litters of black and blue along your skin, but you’ll wake up and ruin the little thrill he had going on. he wants to see how long he can go without waking you up, the little fun games you both had been playing for awhile.

the amount of times you have woken him up with your lips around his morning wood is embarrassing to him. kuroo doesn’t like losing, even if it meant he got to shoot his load down your warm throat. no, no, he wants to please you too. this opportunity came to him on a silver platter, a soft fuck escaped his lips when he realised you were gushing out, making more mess between your legs the more he rubbed himself against it.

it didn’t take long for his tip to slip in by itself, one thrust and his girth disappeared deep in you just like he wanted. shivers ran down his spine as your gummy wall welcomed him. curses escaped his lips like prayers, he didn’t dare to move. god, he could just cum from the way your walls throbbed around his length. he stared down your face, contorted in pleasure, lips agape as you breath heavily. how the fuck do you still asleep with his cock buried in him was amusing to the black haired man.

moving lower to angle himself better, hand pulling your fleshy ass aside, he started his pace slow. shallow, deep thrusts just to get himself going. his eyes trained down on you, watching your reaction as he picked up his pace. the thrill is exhilarating, but torturous to him. he needs the freedom to rut in deep in you, feel the resistance of your cervix against his cock.

he wants to bruise your inside and out and reminds you of who you belong to. the bed creaked slowly underneath them, cunt squelching around him echoing the small room. “fuck, baby why you had to feel so good like this?” he groaned, sucking gently on the spot behind your ear.

more moans escaped your parted lips.

it started to feel more and more like reality than a dream but you couldn’t fathom it. if this is a dream, you don’t want to wake up from it. his lips smearing open mouthed kisses all over your neck, cock buried deep, he’s touching you everywhere leaving a scorching trail on your body, you could feel beads of sweat breaking on your skin. the sound of the headboard against the wall startled you from your sleep.

“tetsu.”

“hmm,” you let out a strangled moan as he clutched on your tits tighter, rolling the buds between his rough fingers. you need to wake up now, just as he picked up his pace. you love his morning chuckles, deep that resonated the room, “good morning baby, did i wake you up?” he nuzzled his nose deep in your hair, inhaling your sweet scent in, “was i too rough?” every word emphasized with deep thrusts that sent your eyes wide open. you could only see white, unable to make out a simple yes or no to his answer as he rolled over you.

kuroo didn’t waste any more time now that you were awake, straddling and grabbing your waist. your walls clenching hard as he pulled out, tip barely at the edge of your cunt before slamming deep. what came out of your lips was a feral moan, muffled by the comforter you’re biting down. his grip on your hair was gentle but enough to serve as a warning; he doesn’t like it when you’re silent in bed.

no, no, he wants to hear you. “m’sorry, tetsu,” you gasped, bracing yourself for more. the bunched up comforter underneath your crotch grazed against your slit, soaked in your arousal and giving light stimulation to your clit.

gone was the hangover, his mind could only think of you and your tight cunt fluttering around him. your grip to the comforter was whitening, drools down the side of your face as his thrusts got faster and rougher.

“i wanna cum in you,” he whined, nails scraping your back leaving red marks as his fingers found its way back to your waist, pressing you lower for a deeper angle. your head was spinning, delirious in lust. sure, kuroo might be the dominant one in the relationship but something about your domineering man begging to release his seed deep in you just made you completely feral. you love his croaky whiny voice gracing your ears, telling all sorts of lewd things. lewd things he wants to do with you.

“you’ll let me cum in you right, y/n chan~”

you could feel your knots twisting in your belly as his voice cracked at the end. you nodded, yes rolling out of your lips repeatedly as you begged him to cum. kuroo is twisted in his own way, hooking you up with the feeling of his cum deep in you that made you an addict. the little bulge when he’s rutted in you, spurting cums after being away for days on a business trip, he had a photo of that in his phone. videos of cum gushing out of your abused holes that you were happy to spread your cheeks for.

of course, kuroo is a responsible man.

he knew where your implant sat in your arms but there’s not a day where he occasionally wishes for a miracle baby. seeing you all vulnerable and helpless, belly swollen with his child made his cock twitched even more. but of course it was just his horny thoughts that would clear up post orgasm. maybe one day but not now; now is for him to enjoy life with you. his tongue laid flat on your back, running up along your spine until he was buried in the crook of your neck.

“tetsu, babe, fuck-” your toes curled as you desperately arched your back for deeper angle. your hands intertwined, fingers trembled between his in pleasure, “fuck please please n-nngh cum, please,” you pleaded, stuttering gibberish. he knew you were about to cum, cunt clenching hard along his length only provide him with a delicious resistant and rougher fuck.

“you gonna cum and make more mess on my cock, baby?” he cooed, fingers slipping between your swollen lips, heavy on your tongue. you let a hum around his fingers, eyes pleading desperately as you sucked on his fingers.

“good, i wanna see you make a mess on my cock okay?”

he kissed your shoulder and neck and cheek. his thrusts deeper and rougher as he chased his long awaited high. the sound of your moans going against each other like a race, skins slapping and the rough creaking of the bed echoed the room and the clock just past the 7 am mark. your loud whine was going to wake up the entire floor but you couldn’t give a shit when you snapped, cunt gushing out the long needed orgasm.

your wall throbbed perfectly, giving kuroo more stimulus to work with his own. he loves the sound of your squelching cunt. cock covered in your cum and gushing out the more he powered through. that was exactly the mess he wanted to see, his little cumslut gushing over his cock.

it’s a stroke for his ego.

it didn’t take him long, with the tension building in his belly was long even before he rutted in you, he was surprised he could last this long, and didn’t immediately cum right after he slipped in. it’s a pleasure he cherished the most, able to please him and yourself as his loud grunts echoed the room. you could feel his cock throbbed just as one last thrust sent his warm, thick seed deep into your cunt. the feeling of fullness from both his cock and his cum were something else.

kuroo’s attractive when he’s showing his needy, whiny side, hands clutching desperately on the fleshy ass of yours, slowly jerking in you. it took a while for both of you to recover, panting and heaving against each other as you both came down from your high. he came down crashing, a soft squeal escaped your lips as he rested half of his weight on you.

“heavy, get off,” you pouted but he nuzzled deeper, pushing his half hard cock deeper.

“don’t wanna,” he planted a kiss on your skin, “s’comfy, s’warm, i wanna be in you whole day.” your head rested on his arm, the other snaked reached for your breast. his hips jerked slowly, squelching the cum around that you knew when he pulled out all of it is going to come out gushing.

“some of us has work today,” you half whined, snuggling closer in his arm, you knew that if you turned to face him, he’ll be grinning.

“lucky for you, some of us can afford to have a girlfriend who doesn’t work,” kuroo tightened his grip around you, his eyes slowly drooped as waves of exhaustion finally hit him, “gonna make her my little cute housewife.” he mumbled softly against your skin.

“you can dream, kuroo.”

“oh, i’m living it, right now.” he found your hand, fidgeting around your ring finger. you felt your face warmed up to your ears. “what do you think, y/n? i think my girlfriend needs an upgrade, girlfriend just doesn’t sound so good anymore.” you could feel your heart beating rapidly and if he focused enough he could feel it against his chest.

“u-upgrade?”

“what do you think about fiancee? it’s not going to take long. 2-3 months and then i’ll marry her. do you think she would like that?”

disbelieved, you turned your head. your boyfriend is completely serious, with his cock still buried in your cunt. you always think of him being the romantic kind, maybe a dinner for two where you’ll find a ring in your champagne flute before he goes down on one knee with the whole speech memorised. but his idea of romance might be different from others. you love the speckles of red on the bridge of his nose down to his cheeks, skin still sweaty and you could still taste the bitter alcohol on his tongue when he leaned forward to kiss you.

“i think she would,” you could see how his eyes widened in excitement, “but no ring tho, kinda weak proposal isn't it?"

you teased, showing off your bare fingers. your soft laughter echoed the room as he nuzzled into your neck, his messy hair tickling your sensitive skin. capturing your wrist, he brought your finger to his lips. your ring finger specifically sitting in his mouth and you waited for what he was gonna do with brows furrowed in confusion. and there he went; your eyes widened when his teeth clamped tightly around it before pulling out, leaving your finger a stringy mess with teeth marks around where your engagement ring should’ve been.

“that will do for now. now you’re mine, y/n-chan.”

“you’re ridiculous,” you snorted, a smile hung on the corner of your lips as you marveled down your hand. he stifled down his yawn, locking his fingers in yours. you kissed him one last time, eyes lidded as your own exhaustion came crashing in.

after years of thick and thin, you’re finally where you wanted to be; happy in the arms of kuroo tetsurou, your fiancé.

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[luvsicksubs]

mercy - levi ackerman

cw: sub!levi, femdom!reader, dacryphilia, spitting, unprotected sex, edging + overstimulation (m. recieving), oral (m. recieving), degradation, a little bit of aftercare, riding, restraints, levi calls you miss 

wc: 2.7k 

a/n: im literally in love with him goodbye everyone. 

Retribution is normally in your bedroom.

A habitual creature at heart and core leaves him stumbling to your quarters in the middle of the night. It’s late - when the rest of his soldiers have fallen into a deep sleep and the entire hallway echoes when he steps. A single flickering candle rests in his palm but he could make it to your bedroom with his eyes closed.

A heavy sigh falls from his lips as he makes it to your door. His heart is hammering in his chest, hand trembling as he closes his palm into a fist and knocks. Always three times, precisely before he waits, taking a sharp inhale to ease the nerves he attempts to push aside. His eyes flutter when he hears you undo the heavy lock on your chamber doors, pushing it open with a faux surprise when you see Levi.

His skin is warm. He’s sure it’s unlikely that his expression is a proper match for how he feels, eyebrows stitched together fitfully. Still, you don’t falter. You greet him with an exceptionally warm smile, eyes full of mirth. He knows you’re not surprised, but you make a game of playing pretend. Levi is half-way between a scowl when he looks at you, never mind his pounding heart.

“Oh? Captain - what are you doing here so late?,” you ask, bemused. Levi considers temporarily turning on his heel and leaving. His frown deepens but it doesn’t seem to discourage your antics and Levi figures that you’ve never really been deterred by him anyways.

You smile wistfully, challenging - damn, you’re going to make him say it aren’t you? Levi misses you too urgently to come up with anything half-way solid and sarcastic. Even his pride, normally stubborn, proves to be wholly worthless today.It’s always that way with you. 

“To see you,” he replies, scrunching his brow together. You take the candle from his hand, noting the way the wax drips down the sides as you place it on the wooden desk in your study. With the lights dim down like this it makes it hard to see, but your hands are familiar. The brush against the shaved sides of Levis hair as you cradle his face in your palm.

“To see me? Aren’t I awful lucky?,” you quip. Your thumb smooths along his cheek bone, and even in the darkness of the hallway - Levi can see light in your eyes. You make everything feel easy and in turn make Levi frustrated. He couldn’t explain it himself. Rather, he places a soft hand on your wrist and closes the gap between you. He can taste your amusement on your lips, the small noise of surprise when he kisses you. Something akin to need flares up in his chest.

He’s just as surprise as you are when he pulls away, inevitably. Your smile is stretched so wide your cheeks sting as Levi sighs.

“Would you let me in already?,”

You grin, stepping aside and letting Levi into your bedroom before locking the door. For all the things Levi is capable of, subtlety isn’t one. He sits on the corner of your bed with his arms  folded in his lap - eyes heavy on your figure. You smile at him.

“Something you want, Captain?,” you hum. Levi says something in his head, a furious blush creeping down his neck as he watches you approach him. Like a cat, or a viper - more like. He spreads his legs for you place your knee between them. You curl your knuckle and drag it along his sharp jawbone, stopping underneath his chin before tilting his expression up towards you. Levi breathes a sigh of relief. 

Levi has never understood religion at its core. The only religion Levi Ackerman has ever understood had been full to the brim with corruption.  

Yet, when Levi is at your waist with his eyes held high, you are something of a deity. A religious altar. There is relief in your all-knowing stature, endless wisdom of all Levis sins. Levi has nothing to hide from you, your gentle prying eyes and loving gaze. Between your legs is an appropriate place of worship. He stares at you, brow hardened until your thumb brushes his lips and he opens his mouth. You smile when he takes you in, tongue soft against the pad of your thumb - there’s something like approval swimming in the sharpness of your expression. 

For Levi, your touch is indeed dominion. An unworthy worshiper who’s  to please the lord that reigns above him, protects him from whatever evil, and loves him wholly. If that is what God is meant to be, then Levi can understand it. 

Dominion. Divinity. God. You. These things are all the same to Levi. Truth awaits him in your quarters, with your dress pants tugged past your thighs and your leg hiked over the bed. The first step to retribution is honesty, Levi figures. 

The words are still hard to get out, but you’re patient. Your thumb presses down on the tip of his tongue, eye brows quirked. Amused. 

“Well? What is it, boy? Is there something you’d like to do?,” 

Your knee presses against the stiff outline in his pants. A choked gasp leaves his mouth, eyes fluttering closed as he nods. 

“Yes,” 

“What would that be?,” 

Levi chokes as he feels your knee lift up, grind against the cloth. The contact is so barely there but his body is attuned to your touch. He’s half-hard, gritting his teeth. His forehead falls to your mid-section, brows furrowed as he gasps. 

“I need you,” Levi croaks. His voice is trembling, the brush of your knee against his half-hard cock making it hard to speak. You tilt your head to one side, going hard. You push Levi softly onto his back, hands on either side of his head as your thigh presses against his cock. Levi lets out a sharp gasp - squirming under your curious gaze. 

“Need me to do what, Captain Levi? Answer me,”

“Shit, need you to touch me, Miss,” 

You grin, your expression lit up with pride. You lean down, nose brushing against Levi’s with a smirk. His hands come up to the front of your nightshirt, fisting the fabric. You kiss the furrow of his brow

“Is that so, Captain? Where exactly do you need me to touch you?,” 

Levi whines, throat hoarse as he feel your hands graze over his chest underneath his white shirt, unbuttoning each one slowly. Your mouth singes his skin, open mouth kisses littering his neck. Levi doesn’t even get angry when the hickies you bite into his neck are above the collar - though he’s sure his cadets won’t let it go when he blushes because of them

Right now, all Levi can feel is your hands, pinching and twisting his nipples. You brush them with your thumb, till your tongue laps at the hardened buds. You feel Levi take in a sharp inhale, your hands resting on his rib cage 

“Where do you need me to touch you, Captain Levi? Tell me,”  

“My,” A furious rush of scarlet litters Levis neck, chest and cheeks. Levi isn’t very good at being vulgar with you but your expectation weighs heavy. He shuts his eyes, gasping as your hand slowly travels lower. 

“Need you to touch my, ngh - touch my cock, Miss,” he breathes, barely getting the last bit out, “Please,” 

“Need me? Is that why you came waltzing to my bedroom in the middle of the night Cap? Did you come here just for me wreck you like a cheap slut, Captain Levi?,”  

A soft gasp tears it’s way from Levi’s throat. Humiliation flood his gut, sends butterflies leaping into his throat. Levi nods, peers into your heavy es as the travel down his body with the reminder that here, he’ll always be second place to you. Excitement rushes through him, trying to find the words to say - but it gets caught in chest somewhere. 

Levis response is cut short by your hands, fingers looping into the waist band of his pants and swiftly pulling everything down, all past his thighs. His cock bobs, heavy with pre-cum against his stomach. The tip is bright red, almost purple and Levi feels like he might cum just from seeing your face next to it. He gasps, sitting up and leaning on his hands to watch you with heavy eyes. 

“Beg for it. Captain,” you hum, lazily pumping his cock in your hands “Beg me to make you feel good,” 

“Fuck, please,” 

“Look at me,” 

Levi watches from heavy lids. Your mouth kisses up his thighs, teeth digging into the flesh with your hands finding purpose in holding him down. You’re slow, patient. A small kiss gets placed on the tip, the wind getting completely knocked out of his lungs. Down his shaft, your tongue slides over the vein as you take him fully into your mouth. Sinking down inch by inch, Levi groans as he twitches inside the warm cavern of your mouth. 

You play Levi’s body like an instrument - by now it’s what Levi expects. Still, caught off guard at the way you swallow him down your throat before stopping just as an orgasm starts. It leaves his cock aching, impending orgasm making it feel like he’s ready to explode. He needs it, and he’s going crazy with the way you’re holding it over his head. Bobbing your throat and swallowing, making him feel so damn good, but stopping right before he can release. Frustration bubbling in his gut, Levi chokes out a heavy sob. His hands still at his sides - obedient. 

“M-miss, can’t can’t, fuck - please let me cum, please - shit, I can’t do it,” Levi sounds good when he begs, begs you. He would never be caught begging anyone for anything but he’s pleading through the haze of an orgasm and the carefulness of your touch. Your eyes quirk when his cock is in your mouth, smiling at the tears that slide down soft cheeks and angular jaw. 

“You wanna cum? Couldn’t even make me cum, could you?” You pause, getting up. You carefully undo the belt from his pants that had previously been pushed off before facing him level again. 

“Why would you, mindless little fucktoy like you can’t think about getting off and following order - isn’t that right Captain,” you muse. 

“The chain of command here means you’ll always be below me, Captain - that’s where you  belong,” you say, barely hiding the sarcasm in your voice. Levi feels dizzy. Nodding deliriously, he lifts his hands up. The warm leather wraps around his wrist not once, but twice as you fasten it together. Tied arms fall back onto the bed, and Levi groans as he watches you get undressed. Your panties make a slick sound as you shimmy them off. 

Levi’s mouth waters, smoothing his tongue over his bottom lip as he watches you. Your thighs make it around either side of his. You slide your dripping cunt right against the length of his cock, letting it rest against your navel. He can feel the swell of your clit pulsate, how warm and tight you must be. He’s restrained by the weight of your hips but he bucks them up anyways. 

You lean forward, cupping your jaw in your hands. Squishing his face together, you raise a brow. 

“Open,” 

His eyes widen as you spit into his mouth - cock twitching against your stomach as you do. Groaning - the sound of your laugh making his chest ache. Levi barely has time to watch you. His eyes rolling into back of his neck, thrashing as he feels your cunt wrap around him. 

“Fuck, fuck - it feels so good. W-wanna cum,” Levi admits. You raise a brow. Levi can barely contain himself, the pleasure curling inside of him. It’s all so humiliating, how much he loves it and how much he loves you. You’re ruining him and he loves it. His hypersensitive cock is aching inside of you. So tight - like silk. Everything is blurry. 

“You can cum, baby - but I’m not stopping till I’m satisfied,” 

Your grin is wicked and Levi watches wide eyes as you lift your hips all the way up before slamming them back down again with no warning and no mercy. Levi groans loudly, your hands swiftly on his chest as you bounce yourself on his cock without any mercy. His throat flutters, the need to orgasm growing impossibly worse as you fuck him at this agonizing pace. The sound of dripping cunt riding him fills the room with lewd noises, pleasure thrumming in Levis ribs. 

Your tits are bouncing as you fuck him so roughly - so fast and so hard that each breath feels sharp.  Wet pussy dripping all down his cock, down past his thighs with disregard for Levi’s helpless warnings about just how close he is. It feels so good he’s seeing white behind his eyelids, spine arching off the bed as he breaches his first, painful and broken orgasm. 

Levi can’t get the words out when he finishes, unable to do anything but choke out a loud moan of pleasure, body twitching. Despite the fact he’s just cum you hold up to your promise, not even pausing. A satisfied grin makes Levi look at with pleading eyes, brows furrowing in overstimulation. The way his body is seizing is makes his voice cease. Everything comes out in a silent scream or pitchy moan. Pleasure that’s ruining him, tears of frustration running down his face as his cock remains painfully hard and hypersensitive. 

“Holy shit, shit - wait, fuck,” 

“So selfish captain, telling me stop when you haven’t even made me cum yet,” you say with a heavy pant “Needy fucking cumslut, not even telling me stop are you? Want me to keep going even though it hurts, right? Filthy,” 

Levi shuts his eyes hard. His lungs feel like they’ve collapsed. The smell of sex and your nails scratching down his chest make his nerves stand on end. Everything is hazy - not a single thought in his head belongs to him as pleasure and pain mix and make his skin burn up. The dull throb of pleasure has him hiccuping with an uncontrollable sob. The sound of his broken voice is like music to your ears, your own orgasm impending. You lean back, letting your fingers toy with your clit. 

Levi watches you through lidded, tear-stained eyes. Another weak spurt of cum shoots inside of you, thin and messy. His nails have dug tightly into the palms of his hands, gritting his teeth as he feels you. 

“So fucking vulgar, Captain - this is what you came here for, right? Just here to do what I tell you and take it like an indecent brat,” 

“G-goddamn it, shit,” 

“Cumming twice in one night - you love how much it hurts right? Our Captain Levi is a painslut ‘n a masochist, isn’t he?,” 

Levi’s heavy lids blink up at you, your face twisted up in pleasure as you ride his softening cock. Your fingers dance across your clit expertly, slamming down till you’re fully seated as you get yourself off using his body. He looks at you needily, not much left of his voice. 

“Please, please  use me, make yourself - haah, fuck, make yourself cum,” 

You collapse forward, shockwaves of pleasure ripping through you. You let out a silent scream as you connect your mouth with Levis, moaning into his mouth as you ride the high of your orgasm. 

When you pull away, Levi is still caught in the throes of subspace. You pepper kisses along his forehead and cheeks, cupping his face as he grows soft. 

“So, Captain, how was that? You feel okay?,” 

Levi frowns at you, wrapping his tied arms around your neck. He buries his face in your shoulder, groaning tiredly. 

“It was good. Now untie me,” he demands, though you’re almost positive it’s because he wants to cuddle. You chuckle, kissing the crown of his forehead. 

You lean back, undoing the ties on Levis arms and holding his wrists. He sits up, burying his face in your chest with his tired arms loosely around your waist. Your fingers scratch his scalp warmly, cooing praises about him being your good boy off-handedly before tapering off in idle conversation. That’s how Levi likes aftercare most, the vibrations of your voice as he cheeks are pressed against your tits. 

Levi is hugging you but he’s at your mercy all the same. Aching body, covered in hickies and bruises and nail-marks - he’s at your mercy.

 That’s what worship means to him. 

[a-hyunjinshairband]

[[18+ only]]

genre = smutty.

i like the view right now.

just imagine coming home every night to Chris or the other way around. you waiting at the dorms for him, you see the others but the person your looking for is chan. your eyes meet, you both smile. you go over to him and he wraps his arms around you sinking into your neck. his lips graze your ear and he whispers... ''baby, ive missed you, ive missed being inside of you'' you giggle and feel your cheeks burning from shyness and heat. your core becoming wet from his sensual words. he tugs on your earlobe with his teeth making you even hotter. the other guys are talking and laughing around you but it feels like its only you and him in the room. Chan steps back looks into your eyes wickedly knowing what was about to happen. he takes your hand in his and leads you to his room, the others smirking at each other making excuses to leave so they can you leave you both alone.... as he pulls you through the door he locks it leaning against it looking at you with a hungry gaze. ''strip, now baby i wanna fuck you so bad right now''

you do as he says removing your clothes quickly. standing in front of Chan gloriously naked your core pulsating from the pounding its about to receive. you watch him palm himself through his jeans already rock hard and ready. he began to undo his belt then his jeans slowly pulling them down. he then reached his shirt pulling it off revealing his toned abs. your mouth waters at the sight of him still dumbfounded that he was with you, that he wanted you.

it happened in a split second one moment he was naked in front of the door and then he was in front of you pulling you tight against him lips crashing together. he kissed you with so much passion that your knees began to shake with the force. he pulled away smirking at you ''jump for me baby'' he said grabbing you and you jumped wrapping your legs around his waist. the next thing he walked over to the wall pushing you against it, your arms wrapped around his neck face buried in his neck his scent enveloping your senses. into your ear in a husky tone he said '' i cant wait i want to fuck you right now, i need you'' as he finished his words he reached down taking his dick lining it against your entrance and slammed in hard.

you both moaned your walls stretching around his thick cock. tears pricked your eyes but you didn't care the feeling of pure bliss and need running through your veins. his hips slapped against you each time his tip hitting your sweet spot his grunts in your ear adding to the moment. ''channie...i...im close..'' you say panting for dear life your body on fire from the fucking he's giving you.

his mouth travelled from your lips to your neck his teeth biting leaving marks. he wanted to mark you just to show who you belonged too and how much he loved you. he moved back up to your ear '' baby come for me, show my cock how much you like it fucking into you'' he said and with that you exploded Cumming so hard you screamed ''CHRISSSSSSSSSSSS....FUCKKK'' . a few moments later his dick twitching inside you he came filling your pussy to the brim calling out your name.

you both were coming down from the high when he gently placed your feet on the floor. you were still shaking from your orgasm as it still rippled through you. both breathless he picked you up into his arms walking over to the bed, placing you gently down he crawled next to you pulling you close to his body. you melted into his touch as you both tried to catch your breath.

''i love you'' he whispered placing a soft loving kiss to your lips. you both falling to sleep both fucked out ''you whispered, i love you too channie''

[teenyweenynightghost]

Haii!! I absolutely adore your writing and was wondering if you would be up to write something comforting with Ethan where reader is having the period from hell? Thank you ❤

Oh ho ho this should be fun

Y/n was sleeping over at Ethan’s for the first time. She had feelings for him for god knows how long, and the night he asked her out was probably the happiest she had ever been.

Their date had been unbelievable. Y/n felt as if time stopped and she was the only person on Earth along with Ethan, as cheesy as that may sound

When it started raining, they both hurried to his car and drove quickly to his place.

“God, I didn’t think the night would end like this.” Y/n chuckled, draining her hair in Ethan’s bathtub, while he was brushing his teeth next to her.

“You can sleep in one of my shirts.” Ethan mumbled, almost choking on the tooth paste

“What?”

“I said” he spit out all the paste and rinsed his mouth “you can sleep in one of my shirts.”

Y/n’s heart skipped a bit and she blushed a bit at his suggestion, before nodding sheepishly and putting her hair in a bun.

Ethan chuckled and muttered a few words Y/n didn’t quite catch, before leaving the room.

In a few moments, he came back with a large t-shirt. It was burgundy and had a logo in the middle. Ethan gave it to Y/n and left her alone to change

That night she had fallen asleep in his warm embrace, listening to the rain drops hit the windows

She felt as if it was a dream come true, and the only thought on her mind was Ethan

Luckily for her, Ethan felt the exact same way

He held her close all night, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, and dreamed of her

Ethan woke up to a slap. He opened his eyes grumpily and looked for the source of pain, only to see Y/n turned away from him, in that position all girls sleep in; the one where they have a leg up and they’re on their stomach

That’s when he saw that Y/n had started her period

There was a large, red stain seeping through her underwear and another few spots on the bedding

Damn, he shouldn’t have put on white ones

Stretching a bit and getting out of bed, he started to think about what he could do.

He didn’t know how much Y/n trusted him or how she would react to this, so the two smartest choices that he had were to either wake her up and tell her what happened, or prepare everything for when se would wake up

Eventually, he decided going for the latter.

Heading to the living room and grabbing his keys , he got in the car and drove to the nearest pharmacy around.

The man was walking down the unbearably white aisles of the pharmacy, looking for some ibuprofen and tampons

He really didn’t know what type Y/n used, and he wasn’t about to be like that dude on TikTok who asked his girlfriend what size pussy she was, so he took 4 types

Maybe different colors would mean something…or maybe scent?

He made a mental reminder to ask Y/n if they had any flavors

After searching forever, he ended up having a kilogram of pads, three types of sheet masks and a new lotion, but no pain medication

They must have been hidden

Eventually giving up, he went to the cashier and placed all the products on the register

“Tough times with the lady?” The woman asked, sending him an all-too knowing smirk

“I hope not. Speaking of which, do you happen to have any pain medication?”

Ethan left the store smirking, having received a 20% discount for being “so cute”, and he also got a small chapstick as a gift

His next stop was the grocery shop

He already knew what he needed, so the trip would be easy; Twix, KitKat, Puffy Cheetos, Aloe Drink, and A LOT of Chocolate milk

It didn’t take long for him to find everything, so he wondered around the shop for a little longer, picking up a few more things

Y/n was startled awake by some people screaming outside

She jumped out of bed and hurried to the window, only to see that they were a group of friends who were just pranking one another

She groaned and pressed a hand to her stomach, feeling a painful hotness around the area

Looking back at the bed, her heart stopped in her chest as she saw that there was a trail of blood behind her

Oh gods, her period came in the worst moment possible. Did Ethan see? Did he run away out of disgust?

She paced around the room nervously, thinking of what to do, yet ignoring the sound of running water coming from the bathroom

She shrieked when she heard a knock on the door and tried to hide the bloodied sheets as well as she could.

“Cara mia, are you awake?” Ethan’s soft voice was muffled by the door, which only made Y/n feel worse.

“No?”

She heard Ethan chuckle before seeing him enter the room. He seemed to have a reassuring look on his face, but Y/n could tell there was some pity in there too.

“Wanna come with me?” He asked her softly, taking her silky hand in his and leading her to the bathroom before she could answer

Y/n watched as he opened the door to the bathroom and led her inside. The shower was running and there were some clothes on the counter

“Get in the shower. I’ll take care of everything else.” He said, looking at Y/n so softly that her heart exploded and she burst into a fit of tears

His armed were around her in a second, comforting her as best as he could, but he truly did not know the reason why she was crying

“Baby, is everything all right? Why are you crying?” He asked her, worry written all over his face.

“Im sorry…I’m just” she sniffled a bit, shedding a few more tears, “no one ever took care of me when I was on my period and you’re being so fucking sweet and I ruined your sheets and everything is wrong and my stomach hurts and FUCK why did It have to come now we could have-“

“Woah, woah, woah, take a deep breath, dolcezza. Like that, just relax.” He interrupted her ramblings, wiping the tears off her face.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about the sheets. I’ll clean them later. We can just stay in bed all day and relax. How does that sound?”

Y/n nodded slightly against his shoulder, pulling herself away and wiping her face.

“Okay.” Her voice was still raspy, and she looked at the shower. At that moment, washing her entire body felt like an unbelievably long and exhausting process. She slumped her shoulders at the thought of it and puffed.

“Let me wash you. It’ll go by quicker.”

Y/n nodded and started taking her clothes off, too exhausted to care about Ethan’s red face. Even though he had offered, he couldn’t help but think about other circumstances in which he would get in a shower with Y/n.

Regardless, it was not the time for such things.

Once she was inside, he grabbed the shampoo and squirted some in his hand, thinking of a way to lather it on Y/n without getting wet.

“Now how are you gonna do that without ending up in the shower too, Mr Edgar?” Y/n teased, letting her head fall back as the warm water glided down her body.

While trying to find a solution, Ethan’s gaze fell on the floor, which was now filled with blood.

“Y/n are you alright?” His tone instantly changed, now being extremely worried about how much blood came out of her.

“Yeah. Why?” She followed his gaze to the ground, seeing what he was staring at. She let out a low laugh before grabbing the bottle from Ethan.

“It’s creepy, I know. You don’t have to wash me.”

“No. I said I would help and I want to. Do you mind if I join in?” He asked sheepishly, concerned about crossing any boundaries with the girl.

“Whatever floats your boat.”

The man nodded, getting out and taking his clothes off. He placed them neatly next to Y/n’s, then got back in the shower.

Y/n was facing the wall, so Ethan pressed a soft kiss to her neck from behind her.

“I bought some goodies too.”

Y/n just hummed in response, leaning against Ethan. His hands instinctively went to her shoulders and started massaging them, earning a few whimpers from Y/n

“I can give you a massage later…”

“Absolutely.”

They both chuckled a bit, before Ethan got to actually cleaning Y/n. He softly lathered the soap all over her body, letting the water wash away the bubbles.

“Okay…I’m gonna leave you alone now, considering that I don’t know how to put on a tampon.”

“Alright.” Y/n responded, blushing slightly from all the contact. She heard Ethan take a towel and dry himself off, before getting dressed and leaving.

Ethan was in the kitchen, his phone in front of him as he sat prompted against the counter

Now close your eyes, and with a deep breath, release all the pent up frustration inside of you

“Um, Ethan? You said you had food?”

The brunette jumped up and hurried to close his phone, blushing furiously as he turned towards Y/n.

“Yes, right it’s over th-“

“Were you meditating?”

“Maybe.”

“You were.” (The bitch was so horny he had to reset his mind)

“You said you wanted food.” He finally managed to switch the topic, as Y/n’s eyes lit up.

“Gimmie.” She stretched out her arms and closed her hands repetitively, beckoning for Ethan to give her the snacks.

“Alright, alright. I’ll grab a few more things and come. Just go in the bathroom and get in bed.”

Y/n pouted, but eventually followed Ethan’s instructions. She was surprised to see that he had changed the sheets and lit up a few candles. She smiled to herself before cuddling up under the blankets.

Soon enough, Ethan entered the room with some snacks and drinks, a hot pouch and some medication.

“Here is some ibuprofen, if you have cramps, and a hot pouch.”

Y/n could have moaned in pleasure when she placed the hot object on her stomach, relieving a lot of the pain.

She gulped down the pills, cuddling into Ethan, who had an arm wrapped around her and another one massaging her butt.

He nuzzled into her neck, smiling a bit and breathing in her chocolatey scent.

“Squishy.” He joked, squeezing her butt, which made Y/n erupt in a mess of giggles.

She leaned over and grabbed a cereal bar, unwrapping it smoothly before shoving it down her throat.

“Thank you so much Ethan. I really don’t know how to tell you…no one has ever done this for me before.” She whispered, twirling a strand of his hair around her finger.

“I’ll always be here when you need me. Now you just need to sleep.”

“Okay…”

A/n: so i know this isn’t particularly a head canon, but the only way I can write is if my brain thinks im writing something short with bullet points, even though it would be a normal piece If I were to remove them😂

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[burnedbyshoto]

cravings & needs

— Even Natsuo has cravings and needs that demand relied even when you, his wife, is pregnant.

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pairing: todoroki natsuo x pregnant fem!reader

warnings: 18+, nsfw, smut, pwp, pregnant!reader, pregnancy hormones, slight daddy kink, lactation, breeding kink, natsuo platonic!calls reader mommy.

word count: 2,825

a/n: i am like: breed but no pregnant. but sometimes im like: pregnant but no baby. so basically, I lose.

kinktober day 16 main kink: lactation | kinktober masterlist

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You were going to strangle Todoroki Natsuo until his face turned blue and purple.

Then you will cry.

Then you will profusely apologize as he splutters for breath.

Then you will kiss him soundly, fingers ripping his clothes off, raging hormones simmering your blood. 

Then you’ll shove him off of you, calm once again, and ask if he wanted to go get some ice cream as his pale skin flushed red.

To say the least, you absolutely hated your stupid, good for nothing, utterly super-fertile husband who just had to carry the Todoroki breeding kink gene. You were nine months pregnant, nine months after finally agreeing that both of you were ready for children. Your belly was so large and swollen with your future son that you often cried when seeing yourself in the mirror. Not because you were insecure, but because you didn’t think the skin on your stomach should stretch that much.

“Are you sure he won’t accidentally pop out of my stomach like in Alien if he presses against me too hard?” you had cried to your doctor of a husband who looked like he wasn’t sure if he should be laughing or mortified of your lack of common sense.  “I promise,” Natsuo smiled, pressing a kiss to your swollen hands, but you didn’t believe him.

But your entire body hurt at the moment. Every piece of flesh and contracting muscle was swollen to its max. You didn’t feel cute. You didn’t think you were cute as you lay in your bed with a million pillows fluffed around your body because you could no longer lay on your back. Your lips were pulled into a pout, your eyes shining with tears as you sniffled.

“Natsuooooo!” you wailed, your feet kicking against the mattress pathetically, calling out to your husband, who was doing who knows what. “Natsuoooooooo!”

There wasn’t even a response back to that, and for some reason, it infuriated you. Hormone and pain-fueled anger shot through your pregnant veins as a demanding cry left your lips. “TODOROKI NATSUO!”

“Yes?!” came the distant faraway voice, the scuffing of a chair on the floor and the pittering of feet as you remained on the bed, suddenly feeling guilty and sad. “Coming!”

So when Natsuo peeked into the room, his glasses sitting on the crown of his head telling you that he was probably looking through his research, you began to bawl. You had the audacity to tell Natsuo that you weren’t crying as your face burned with your embarrassing tears and as you soaked not only your pillows but your face with your tears.

“No, no, baby, what’s wrong?” Natsuo asked his face swimming with concern and sympathy for you, his nine-month pregnant wife. He approached the bed, sitting at the edge, but that made you cry harder as you turned away from him, your back to him. You felt his hand touch your shoulder, soothing your shaking shoulders as he let you stay unresponsive as you continued to cry.

“I hate you,” you eventually spat, the guilt no longer sitting in your collection of feelings because this was his fault. You sat up on the bed, or well, tried to. You allowed Natsuo to help you into a sitting position that made his damn bastard kid sit directly on your bladder. You had just peed!

“What did I do?” Natsuo asks, his mouth twitching in that annoying way that told you he was trying to take you seriously, but given all your outbursts lately, his expectations were low.

“You put this stupid fucking bastard demon little fucking shit in my stomach!” you raged, grabbing him by his collar and shoving his face to your stomach where the stupid kid was trying to play open the damn piñata on your stomach! “He has been in here for nine-months too long. My entire body hurts, and my tits feel like they’re about to fucking explode with this milk I fucking can’t even fucking save because this little shit isn’t coming for two more weeks. I want him gone. I want your stupid fucking little not so cute breeding kink demolished,” you hissed, your eyes glaring into his grey eyes that glistened with emotions that made the raging fire of hatred and anger flicker and evolve into one that went straight to your cunt. Fuck.

“You don’t like being pregnant?” Natsuo asked, his hands slipping under yours and manages to push them off of his person. Your mouth runs dry as you stare into his darkened eyes, and you’re subject to his thoughts and actions as your sore back comes in contact with your pillows. His voice is in a soft drawl, each word coming out slow and thick like honey. “Fuck, baby, that’s too bad because you look so fucking bred with my son. You have no idea how excited I get whenever people get to see my pregnant little wife, stuffed with my child.”

His lips are brushing against your collarbone as he says that, the heat of his breath making you pant. Your fingers curl into his shirt, your mewls pathetic and needy.

Stupid fucking hormones. 

“Where do you hurt most?” he asks, lips trailing down the cleavage of your swollen with milk tits.

“E-Everywhere,” you gasp when his hands slip underneath your shirt that barely fits anymore. His weathered hands trailing up the swollen mountain of your belly, you can feel the little shit in you reaching out after his touch too. “N-Natsuo! Don’t t-tease me!”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, my love,” Natsuo tuts as he pulls away from your collarbone, and you shiver as he manages to bring your shirt over your swollen stomach and past your aching breasts. “Do you need daddy’s cock to make you feel better? Maybe we’ll get lucky, and I can impregnate you again right now, so you don’t have to stop being my cute pregnant wife.” The thought of that sends your mind over the cliff. Realistically, you know that would be horrible, but the way his voice spoke in such a husky manner, and knowing that he is fucking obsessed with your pregnant, successfully bred body, a part of you hopes it happens. You watch with horny need and desire, ready for your husband’s mouth, fingers, and cock to please you and your horny state. But as you try to get your hands to his pants, the strain of his cock evident to you, you realize he hasn’t moved. “You’re lactating.”

You blink, and you peer down at your breasts, and you shriek at the murky white liquid dripping from your enlarged, swollen nipples. Through your entire pregnancy, you had managed to never leak milk in front of Natsuo. More often than not, you were with Fuyumi or Rei or your own family when it happened when he was at work, but for the past month, when milk was starting to leak out without your spoken permission, he had never been around. 

Natsuo tilts his head, his tongue pressing between his lips as he coyly looks up at you, grey eyes suddenly appearing jet black. 

You breathing piques.

And you don’t have the time to question why your husband looks like a predator cornering a prey as he sinks down, mouth suddenly enveloping a single nipple.

“NATSUO!” you shriek, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as his hot, wet mouth latched onto your nipple. 

His tongue twirled around your leaking nipples, lapping at the liquid that was coming out on its own, his hand on your other breast, keeping it upright, and you realized with a distant thought that he was somehow preventing the milk from spilling from your unlatched onto breast. You trembled under his hold, body feeling like it was being electrocuted as his teeth slowly sunk into your nipple, and he began to suck on your swollen, inflamed skin. It wasn’t anything different from how he usually sucks your breasts while the both of you fuck, but it felt to a greater degree of intensity and fervor for some reason. A rush of liquid, a slam of electricity slammed through your nerves as you wailed for Natsuo, your legs managing to hook over his waist as he sucked and sucked on your nipple.

Milk flowed from your free nipple, filling Natsuo’s mouth like a bottomless pit. Natsuo drank the sweet, warm liquid in his mouth, some of the murky fluid dribbling from the corner of his mouth as he sloppily drank you. Entirely obsessed with the taste of you.

“That’s so dirty of you!” you cried beneath him, hands weakly beating on his shoulders. “You’re so dirty, daddy! So d-dirty! You stupid, breeding idiot doctor pervert! D-Don’t you know that m-my milk isn’t — nghhh, oh my fuck, yes, yes just like that!!!! The milk — aaaahhhh!!! oh my god — the milk’s for the baby!!! N-Not… fuck, fuck, fuck, not for you!”

You tried to stare him in the eye but found the raw lust and want in his eyes to be overwhelming, your body trembling as you looked away from his gaze. The slight discomfort of having the milk being ejected from your nipple in such greedy, powerful sucks soon fades into throbbing pleasure. Your head knocked back into your once tear-stained pillows as you cry for Natsuo, the milk in your breasts leaking out even more now that there was a hungry mouth waiting to be feed. 

Your cheeks pounding with embarrassment. But you had to admit the feeling of his mouth, wholly and greedily consuming your milk made your cunt throb with heated need, and you were more than delighted to find that even in this position, your cunt ground against his hard cock.

He pulled away with a wet pop, his lips and chin absolutely wet with your milk, and you whimpered at the sight. If you knew any better by the way your breast no longer hurt, you’d say he sucked you dried.

“It’s my responsibility as a doctor, the father of your child, and your husband to make sure your milk is suitable for my child,” Natsuo calmly almost wickedly explained, his mouth suddenly against yours. “It’s my job to fulfill your body’s every little demand and need until you’re fucked and sucked satisfied.”

The sweetness of your milk suddenly invaded your mouth, and you cried at the taste of your milk.

“See,” Natsuo grinned, and you panted as he pulled away. He began to remove his pants and underwear, sliding down his boxers to reveal his beading, swollen cock, and tore your undies, unfazed by your scream of dismay as he spoke the entire time. “How can you hate when I put a baby in you. Especially when you can produce milk that fucking sweet, my love. I can’t wait to stuff you full with another kid, see you this fucking pregnant again. So soft, so cute, absolutely helpless and needy for anything and everything I can offer.”

Your cunt scorched and clenched in need, your panting, barely open eyes focusing on how Natsuo rutted his cock through your soaked folds, and how he had another hand to your other breast, pinching, almost milking your nipple.

Horny fury throbbed deep within you.

“Todoroki Natsuo, if you don’t fuck your pregnant fucking wife right now, I swear to go—aaahhhh!!! Shit, fuck!” you screamed as Natsuo’s incredibly thick cock finally entered your pulsing walls, stretching you out beyond what you were ready for as your body twisted and writhed against your pillows. Jaw slack open, tumbling heaving breathes, and half formulated curses escaping your mouth as his cock entered you.

Your eyes fluttered impossibly fast, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as Natsuo shifted his hips further into you. It seemed that while being pregnant, your cunt had become stupidly tighter, and Natsuo’s cock, which you could take without even breaking a sweat nowadays, had come to absolutely wind you like some blushing virgin as of late. 

“Shhhh, shhh,” Natsuo whispers against your cleavage, his hips rocking into you at a slow speed, teeth skimming and biting alongside your still swollen with milk tit. “Be a good mommy and let your daddy fuck you while drinking your milk, okay?”

You couldn’t even come up with an articulate word to say. Your head nodded, you think, you couldn’t even tell as his cock dragged up your walls, making your head spin just a bit as his mouth enveloped your thus far ignored nipple. 

There were moments where you felt like you’ve come to orgasm without actually orgasming. The sensation of his cock shifting in your cunt that was absolutely so tight, you could feel the pulsing veins on his cock beating against your walls with his pounding blood. But it was that wordless sensation of the milk being sucked from your swollen breast that made your toes curl with satisfying lust, the heat of his mouth, and bite of his teeth on your throbbing muscle and flesh that had your hurting hips shifting for more friction.

Pounding, blissful pleasure washed over you as the slurping noises of Natsuo greedily, hungrily drinking in your milk.

“Faster,” you cried when the not quite an orgasm faded from your skin but left a static sensation in the tips of your fingers and toes. Your hands went from his shoulders to thread and yank at his hair. “Faster, daddy, fuck me faster, drink my milk more! Do it harder, please, please, I need you more! I want to feel this more!”

And Natsuo, true to his belief what a doctor, a husband, and the father of your child should do, did what you demanded.

His hips rocked into you, the squelching noises of your wet pussy were loud and demanding. The rocking juices and essence from your legs seeping out with every rocking slam, splattering onto your lower stomach that Natsuo dutifully avoided. His mouth that was nursing on your nipple sucked and sucked; loud smacks and massive gulps you swore you could feel on your breasts made your thighs tremble with lewd need. You tugged at his hair, absolutely riveted with the way he drank you, shaken with the fact that found this attractive.

Natsuo drank your milk mouthful by mouthful, his blackened eyes piercing through you completely, making your lust haze gaze feel weak and absolutely shallow as the glinted with glee with every successive slam of his hips into your cunt. 

“Fuck, your milk is so fucking sweet,” Natsuo growls against your breast, his mouth taking a break from your breast as you pant wildly. “Gonna take all that I can before the pup shows up.”

The words curl and pulse in your core, and you can barely manage to stammer out his name at the thought of him feeding himself with your milk for the next two weeks before your child finally came. You shake with the need, your head nodding pathetically with the agreement to let him do as he wants as you slowly whine out a verbal response, but there’s no reason to answer. For when you do, your words heavy on your tongue, his teeth sink into your nipple, his cock brushes against your cervix, and the throbbing, heated pit in your stomach, so dense and heavy with your satisfied need and lust, exploded with the peaked wanton need. An orgasm ripped through your body, your heels digging into his hips as you screamed his name. Your body trembles as you can feel that all too familiar heat of his seed spilling within you, the sticky fluid swimming in you as he continues to feed on your milk.

Your nipples ache with the overstimulation, but you can’t muster anything more than a few pathetic whines as Natsuo continues to drink. He sucks and sucks and sucks until he pulls away. The final gulp of your milk loud and sends a shiver down your spine as he wipes the back of his hand to his wet lips. 

Tears somehow explode into your eyes as you stare up at your beautiful husband, who, now that his own hormones have faded looks entirely scared.

“Oh fuck, what’s wrong, my love? Do you need me to go get ice cream? I’ll get the bath running, and we can go soak—?”

“I’m s-so h-happy,” you smile, a watery grin on your face as you grab onto your husband’s jaw that is still slightly wet with your sweet milk. “You make me feel so happy, so good. You make me feel like the best person in the w-world, and I wouldn’t m-mind being pregnant with more kids as long as you keep doing that.”

Natsuo stills, his scared expression melting into one of fondness and slight cockiness, “I think I can make that work.”

[all-about-seggs]

Unraveling Desires :

Rating - 18+, Mature

Pairing - Gojo Satoru x female reader

Word count - 1.4k

Warning's - Smut, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, fingering, Virgin!reader, Female reader, I wanted to add a bit of corruption kink but I don't think I did a good job. Satoru is being a gentle dom.

Your room was quite except for the wet smacking of Satoru's lips against yours. With just a few more seconds left before you start to feel breathless, he would notice for sure but won't stop, loving to push your limits as much as he can and today was no exception.

His hands kept roaming around your clothed thighs in soft circular motions as if to make you feel more at ease, though you both knew it was having the opposite effect. Usually you stopped him before his hands made any contact with your bare skin but you had already decided even before inviting him to your place, that you were ready to take the next step. It's quite the feat actually, how you controlled yourself all this time.

Every movement his big mascular hands made, every bob of his Adam's apple when you two had your lunch dates, every kiss from his soft pink lips was irresistible and undeniably sexy. And the worst part? He knew what he was doing to you and was ruthless in his ministrations.

" Hooooo~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) what are you thinking y/n chan?" he cooed, keeping his tone light and teasing, to make you blush.

You wanted to do a lot more than kissing from the start but the fact that you had zero experience along with your boyfriend's cocky nature made it difficult for you to openly admit your thirst for him.

"...... Hmmm y/n, you're not go stop me today?" Satoru's question brought you back to reality before your mind could continue with its fantasy.

This was it. He gave you the perfect chance to decide what would happen tonight. Regardless of his love for pushing your buttons he respected your decisions and would ask for you after every heavy makeout session, whether you wanted to continue or not.

The answer was clear to you this time,

" I don't want you to stop", you muttered, stifly looking him in the eye. A sultry look would've been better but it's hard to muster up the courage for that when you're face to face with Satoru's beautiful azure eyes. The blindfold he usually dons, long discarded on the floor.

Something about having his eyes on you makes you feel completely naked even with all the cloths you have on. He doesn't miss a single chance when it comes to making you squirm. A few seconds pass before he finally grabs the hem of your t-shirt,

" You wanna do this naked right?" Satoru asks again, smirking from ear to ear. He just wants to make you as desperate as possible, begging for his touch, to pump his already over inflated ego, as the self proclaimed honoured one, it's only natural his little sweetness would want to bare herself to him and only him .

He pulls the garment off as soon as you give a shy nod, throwing it on the floor, he swiftly worms his way to your bra while kissing up your neck. He takes your outfit apart piece after piece untill there is nothing left to hide. He props himself up on his knees to admire your naked body splayed out beneath him.

Its nothing short of embarrassing for you, to be stared at like this but you'd be a hypocrite if you said you didn't liked having all of your boyfriend's attention.

" What a pretty body you have my sweet, all untouched, now why don't you be a good girl and tell me all the dirty thoughts you think you've hidden from me, hmmm?", Lowering himself to rest his face on your chest he continues in a hushed voice,

"Oh and keep them unfiltered.... I'd rather your first time be to your liking....... Don't worry about being unreasonable, cuz I can make anything happen", there was arrogance in his tone, as always.

" I just wanted to do this with you, for a long time, and I feel like we've both waited enough so please....just touch me.." you said, desperation clear in your voice and Satoru finally gives in, moving towards your breast, he takes your left nipple in his mouth, licking the soft bud untill it hardens, his other hand roaming to your hips.

" Say, Y/n..... Have you touched your self before?", Pulling his mouth from your boob with a pop, he asks, leaving you a little stunned.

"Ngh- n-no.... I haven't", as soon as those words slip from your mouth his eyes light up, giving them an otherworldly glow.

"I see, so this is gonna be the first time you cum then....." His voice grows distant and soon he's in between your thighs. He gently parts your legs, staring intently at your core.

" No need to be embarrassed sugar, I'm gonna make you feel good", his reassuring words were oddly arousing, keeping both his hands on your inner thighs, he latches his mouth on your pussy giving your slit a long, smooth lick.

Your moans are inevitable at this point as he keeps his focus on your clit, altering between sucking on it and licking your tight virgin hole. He makes sure you feel all the slick gathering in your pussy as he slurps on it like a man starved and soon the only voices in the room are of your stifled moans and his obscene way you eating you out.

Moving one hand to your folds, he slides one slick covered finger into your tiny cunt, another new sensation along with the one his tongue is creating is too much to bear as you let out coarse moan,

Lifting his cum smeared face, Satoru's blue eyes stare at your face through his disheveled bangs, you look so cute, your pathetic attempts to bite back the sounds of pleasure, moist eyes and your face that looks like it's going to explode if he doesn't make you cum, it's all so pure. He can't help the sadism that's building up inside him, his need to tease you more growing with every second.

" Don't hold back y/n~ I want to hear how good I'm giving it to you and I want you to tell me when you cum okay?♡", his voice is so sweet you'd think he's talking to a toddler. His head dives back to your folds as soon as you uncover your mouth and the next thing you know, a throbbing sensation is taking hold your your nether region.

" Sa- Satoru.... Im fe- feeling it......", You choke out a few words of warning before he adds another finger in your hole, taking his long, thick fingers in and out untill you start to stretch by his ministrations.

You're first orgasm was overwhelming, making you clench your thighs and pussy around him, moving your hips against his face until you come down from your high.

You're panting with your eyes closed and mouth open as Satoru pulls himself up, wiping his face with the back of his hand he states down at you, looking all blissed out with such a lewd look on your face that nobody but him has ever seen. It makes his cock twitch with excitement.

" I hope this wasn't all you wanted, because we have a lot more to do~ "

You open your eyes to see your boyfriend already half naked in front of you, he smoothly takes off his pants and underwear, his hard cock laid out in front of you for the first time. You wanted to stare, hell, you are staring, it looks just as pretty as the rest of him, intimidating too because of its size.

" Are you ready y/n?, Because it's time I get my fill of you as well, so relax for me", kneeling in between your thighs again, he strokes himself a few more times before lining himself in front of your entrance.

You give a reassuring nod before he slowly eases himself into you with a low groan, the stretch is painful and long as he bottoms out. Seeing your face twisting in pain he stops and waits for you to adjust to his size.

" How are you doing my love?" He asks, his tone an octave lower, sounds even more tempting when he's speaking right into your ear,

"Yeah..... Its okay", you look up at him and he feels himself twitching inside you, he's also been very patient so as to not rush you. Never objecting when you asked him to stop whenever you had your makeout sessions. You trusted him with yourself, that's why it was easier to tell him your desires.

" Please make me feel good".

[shugojima]

𝗠𝗲𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝗵𝘂̄𝗴𝗼 🍋♀️

⚠️MANGA SPOILERS⚠️

𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 much 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 6'5 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇.

𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖬𝖾𝗂𝖺𝗇.

𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗌.

𝖫𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁e𝗌𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝖼 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾.

𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍.

𝖠𝖭𝖸𝖶𝖠𝖠𝖠𝖸𝖲

ENJOY♡︎ Omg I'm im love with this lol

𝖣𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗒✔︎

𝖳𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀✔︎

𝖣𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄✔︎

𝖯𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀✔︎

A lil 𝖢𝗁𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀✔︎

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You were waiting for Meian to come home after a long trip with the msby's. They were practicing so hard and you were about to cook him his favourite meal cause he sure as hell would be hungry when he comes home.

Standing at the kitchen counter doing your stuff you started daydreaming about finally getting to lay in his arms again after the long, lonely weeks he were gone. You were so lost in thoughts and you didn't even notize him coming through the door.

Peacefully slicing some ingredients you shrieked as he hugged you from behind, throwing the knife away you turned around to face him.

"I'm sorry, princess. Didn't mean to scare you." he said smiling down at you, hugging you tight.

"Shougo!!!" You screamed when you realized it was your husband. You let go in his arms and fuck did you miss him. His touch, his scent, all of him...

"Missed me much.. hm?"

Nodding against his chest you sniffled a little when he started carressing your hair.

"Don't you dare leave me again!! I've been starving on cuddles and dick!" You snapped at him jokingly.

"On what?" he chuckled pulling away to look into your wet eyes.

"Cuddles and.... this." You repeaded, shamelessly starring at him while your hand found his half hard cock, grabbing it firmly through his pants.

"Fuck, princess... Let me at least take a shower." he said but you didn't give a damn. You needed him so bad. Not in half an hour, not in a minute, RIGHT FUCKING NOW.

Holy shit was your pussy drooling already.

"No time for that." You said as you hopped on the kitchen counter and lifted your skirt up a little.

His eyes widened from how desperate you were for his cock, displaying yourself so nicely in front of him.

"Daddy~.. Look... I think I made a mess." You looked at him with guilty, puppy eyes, sliding two of your fingers in between your soaked lips, knowing excatly how to get him going.

He swallowed hard at the sight of you being so fucking wet already.

Grabbing your wrist he stopped you from what you were doing and brought your slick fingers to his mouth before licking off your sweet juice.

"So that's how we play, yea? Fine."

He unbuckled his belt and got rid of his jacket before leaning in on you. But you quickly hold your hand to his chest stopping him right there.

"Your shirt."

Smirking he slowly took it off as you basically drooled all over the sight before you.

"Damn, Captain. Look at you." you said blushing hard.

The hard training was showing on his little more toned abs and his more dominant v line.

This level of hotness was illegal.

"My baby likes what she sees?"

"Fuck yes I do." You said as you grabbed him by his wrists, pulling him between your wide opened legs.

"So greedy..." he said pressing  his lips on yours, kissing you intensely, his tongue swishing around in your warm mouth when he pulled out his thick, hard cock and pressed it against your wet mess.

You moaned into the kiss sending shivers down his spine when you felt his tip at your entrance, pushing in slowly.

"FUCK! NGHHH..." Throwing your head back you held onto his broad shoulders as he fucked his whole length into your tight little hole.

"So that's what you missed, hm? Daddy's fat cock inside you? Is that right?"

"Ye- god!!- Yes!"

Laughing to himself about you going totally crazy on his cock his pace got faster and thrusts getting much deeper.

Your eyes rolling in the back of your head, he grabbed your throat and pushed you down on the counter.

"You're so fucking hot when you're horny like that, princess." He said, shortly before he pulled up your shirt and slapped your bare breast with his free hand, playing with your hard buds. The sound of your loud moans, mixed with his heavy balls slapping against your ass, filled the kitchen.

The firm grip around your throat getting tighter as he ordered

"Touch yourself, baby. I want you to be a good little girl and cream all over Daddy's cock, you hear me?"

"Y-Yes."

"What was that?" he raised a brow and stopped moving.

"Yes, Daddy!"

"That's a good girl..."

Thrusting hard again, stretching you out to the maximum you started to play with your sensitive clit, his lust filled, dark orbs glued to your fingers.

"D-Daddy I'm- I'm close.." you moaned feeling your high coming closer wanting to devour you whole.

"Let go, baby."

And you did.

Squeezing your eyes shut you felt your really damn overdue high approach and you literally exploded all over his cock.

"GOD.... FUCKING- NGHH HELL! SH-SHOUGO!!"

As soon as he heard his name coming out of your pretty mouth you felt his cock twitching inside you when he pulled out and came all over your body. Hot ropes of his cum spilling everywhere while he moaned and growled deeply, throwing his head back.

"I'm so happy you're home."

"I wouldn't have noticed at all." he chuckled.

[belleta]

9:36pm

Includes: Switch!Bang Chan, switch reader, praise, slightly sensitive reader, fingering, slight bondage, edging, slight soft dom reader, music listening(headphones for best experience)

Straddling Chris’s lap, slightly aggressively kissing. Moving with one another in perfect sync. Swaying to a silent rhythm, grabbing desperately, but passionately. Every kiss, every touch, every pull on each's scalp was ethereal. Feeling each other on levels others wouldn’t understand. You ran your hands from his cheeks to his nape and raked my fingers up, through his strands. Tugging, causing him to moan quietly. Pulling you in for more, sliding his hands up and down your back, tangling with your soft locks. Rolling bodies like sea waves on shore, with no specific roles. Submission and dominance were not present. 

Feeling bored of the lounge, you pushed Chris back a little with a challenging kiss. Gripping the neck of his shirt, pulling him back towards the edge of the couch. After a few moments, you pushed him back to rest on the sofa. Tugged him forward while lightly pulling on his bottom lip, slightly baring your teeth with commanding eyes as you leaned back without him. He tried to follow but you swiftly pushed his chest back with a little force. He hit with a soft thud, mouth still agape, love and lust evidentially in his eyes. His arms raised to the head of the back pillow as you senually rose from my seat on his thighs. Chris’s eyes followed you, however his head didn’t. It stayed lowered even as you arose. Making him a hooded stare with his now swollen bottom lip, legs in a man spread. Giving him a lasting gaze as you slowly walked to our bedroom. He got up and followed. Just as he got to you, you quickly grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him close. Bringing your face close to his, mouth ajared. Moving your lips close, breath fluttering on your faces. As you brushed your noses against each other. Foreheads pressing, together lovingly. You pulled him with me into our bedroom. Pulling Chris in front of you. Moving your head up slightly to just miss his face with a breath, before softly pushing him down on the mattress. Getting in between his legs, moving your head all the way up to his face. Kissing him with such powerful emotion it could make you tear, but you held it in. Running your hands everywhere, all over his body. Making his skin needy for skin to skin contact. He started reaching for his hem, and you completed his action by pulling it up. He raised himself to sitting to let the shirt slide off. Cupping his face and kissing him passionately, which he returned. Lightly pushing him back on the bed. Placing one last kiss on his perfect now reddish lips, before sliding up to walk over to your shared closet. You quickly opened it to see the remotes for mood lights and surround sound. Turning the lights dimmer with a red tint, and playing your “Night Playlist”. You put the remotes down and grabbed a black with metal edges, medium sized chest that had a lock on it. The key was on top of it. Taking the key, put it in the lock and turned. It unlocked, opening to a bunch of toys and different restraints. You reached in to find the dark rope with silk restraints and leather cuffs. Finally grabbing a long black silk ribbon and closed the chest.                            (Listen to “Love is a Bitch” by Two Feet) Locking it and closing the closet doors, you turned back to see Chris lying back on the pillows of your shared bed looking tense. As you strode back over to him, you couldn’t tell if he was excited, afraid, or inpatient. Holding his hand and smiling down at him, he returned it relaxing a bit. You raised his hand and kissed his wrist, working your way to his shoulder and then his collar bone. Crawling on top of him, you sat just above his crotch and grinded on him. Kissing his neck and collarbones in all the right places or more of wrong places. His body started reacting, tingling with sexual frustration. You continued to kiss, lick and lightly bite his skin all over his favorite spots. His skin felt like it was on fire with desperation. Wanting something to push against his shorts. You were at his jawline, his breathing was irregular and he was letting out some involuntary whines as you would brush your hips at the top of his crotch but then move back up again. You started moving down again, sucking and playing with his nipples. Chris’s whines were breathy and now were slurred with soft moans. You started your way down again. Kissing his first rib moving towards the top of his abs. Kissing, lightly licking and nosing them. Breathing on his muscles as you reached his v-line. Paying even more attention to it then any other bit of him. Driving him absolutely crazy. You could hear him pulling on his cuffs. “Please….please…..please...baby.” He was now lifting his hip to your touch, whining for you to touch him there. “Please what baby?” You saw his hand try to reach my head to nudge your attention lower it was quickly stopped by his restrants, he let out a desperate whiny groan. You smiled, “Such a cute baby.” You stopped kissing and moved your head lower to hover above where he wanted it most. “P-please….”, You raised your hand in a scratching position and lightly glided your fingers on his clothed cock. “Please what, sweet baby?”. Waiting for his response as he raised his head up and down, shyly trying to fold the pillow around his face. “Please touch me”, he said quietly. You weren't accepting his request at that volume. “I’m sorry baby, but if you want something, you have to speak up.” You told him softly lacing with lust. “Please rub my cock”, he repeated louder. Now obliging with his words, moving your hand below it, putting pressure and rubbed it slowly once. He let out a choked moan. “Yes, yes….y-yes please...thank you baby”. He bucked his hips and met with my hand. You let it slide, he looked so beautiful. Flushed red, bottom lip sucked between his teeth, eyebrows furrowed in a needy way. Sweet, beautiful sounds escaped his mouth as he occasionally opened his mouth fully letting out even more sinful noises. The sight made you needy to get his basketball shorts out of the way, pulling at the band. He immediately responded and raised his hips. You pulled them off to meet a painful looking hard-on through his underwear. “Awww, does it hurt?......hmm?” You dirty talked him as he nodded, “Do you want me to stroke it until it explodes?” His ears and face darkened “Hmhm....”, he nodded. You started outlining and rubbing him through his black boxers. “Y-yes......p-lease, make my cock explode.” You chuckled darkly “Well you’re going to have to wait babyboy” Chris looked up confused. You swiftly flipped and roughly pulled down his underwear, making him squeal into the pillows. You then harshly pulled his hips in the air. His veiny cock didn’t even move away from his lower abdomen, it was so hard from being teased. The music around you making his body move unintentionally to the beat. You moved your eyes away from his length to his tight darker pink entrance. You brought your touch to your lips and rather lewdly suck on them. Making sure that Chris could hear you. You advanced them to his ass circling his tight rim with your wet index and middle finger. Desperate and impatient, Chris pushes back, forcing the wet digit inside him. You feel the stretch and moan with him as he fails his hands, not knowing where to put them. “Please move, g-god please fuck me please please.” He looked so beggerly spread out, his dark hair now a mess, thighs quivering. You began to slowly fuck him, trying to start a steady rhythm. You were growing impatient, wanting high whines, lewder noises. You pushed your finger around his walls as he sucked in a shuddery breath. One became three, filling him up as pushes back towards your digits, starting to bring vocals from deep in his throat as you thrust. Voice cracking, his walls clenching around you. You flip Chris over back on his back, his neglected cock dripping. Lifting his legs slightly you shove your fingers back into his greedy hole, deeper than before. Hitting his prostate dead on, his eyes rolled back, tongue lolling as he pants and moans. “F-fuck Don’t....fUck fuck im-” You grip his cock with your other hand, pumping at a relentlessly, hammering your fingers into his hole at the same pace. Chris’s knuckles are almost white due how hard he’s gripping at the sheets under him, his toes curling in the air, gasping for breath. “I-IM GONNA CUM FUCK FUCK F-UCK~”. You stopped, pulling out, growling. He cried out, losing his high. Getting up with the black silk and rope restraints you moved to the base of the bed, tying his legs down. You stand back to admire him, only to be awestruck. He looked unreal. All flushed, lust clouding his eyes, love bites painted across his milky skin, hole wet and cock red and throbbing. The lighting hitting him just right making him look sinfully angelic. You strode over to him, grabbing his left then right hand. Cuffing and loosely tying them to the headboard as he whined. The cuffs really completed the sight. You climbed back on the bed, briskly grabbing onto his length. His voice cracked as his eyes glossed over. “You look ethereal.” You said gazing at him. He whined out at both the praise and the feeling of you slowly jerking him off as you came closer to his face. He can’t help but thrust up into your hand, it just feels so good. He was aching to reach the previous pleasure he had received “Faster….please?” he moaned. “Anything for you, sweet baby. You’re so good for me, so polite,” you continue to shower him with praise, cooing, knowing how much he loves it, as you speed up your strokes. “B-baby” Chris shakily whimpers. His fists clenching and unclenching the sheets, legs trembling with every swipe of your thumb. His moans mixing with the melody, making the most beautiful music to your ears. Knowing your boyfriend's body all too well so you completely withdraw your hand. Dismissing his release once more. His head threw back in a lewd long wail. Your lips moved on his thigh, peppering light kisses on the abused skin. “I’m close..Fuck.. S-so close baby….PLEASE” he whimpers trying his hardest to not cum right then and there. You wait a little for his orgasm to fade away completely. “Such a good boy” you praised him, as he stopped whining.  (Listen to “It Won’t” by Sevyn Streeter ft. Chris Brown) “Baby”, you called, he raised his teary gaze. You lifted your hips, so that you were standing on your knees. You looked him in the eyes as you moved with the music playing all around you. Swaying and moving your hands all over your body, while you sensually remove your clothing in front of him. His eyes darkened despite his position tied to the bed and previous events done to him. Sliding up to him, removing your underwear lying next to him. You kiss him passionately, as he hungrily pushes back on your lips. You remove his cuffs and he grabs your waist, pulling you on top of him. He raised himself to sitting with you clung onto him. Your heat dragged down his cock, he groaned, you moaning. You kissed each other sensually with hunger. You move back, Chris not breaking the kiss. You removed his foot restraints. He immediately pulled you into his lap. Kissing with such passion it completely consumed the both of you. He pulled your hunches up closer to his abs, leaning back. The breathless whines coming out of your mouths as you lowered yourself down onto him. The sensation was absolutely intoxicating, filling your heads and blocking out any other thoughts. Everything fit perfectly, your hands locking around each together, his wrapping around you, while yours in his shadowy curls, lips enclasping, your connection. Sliding, clenching, holding both of you physically and spiritually. While your bodies entwined, pleasuring and loving each other. Your souls left and bounded as one, nurturing the other. Filling in what their other half lacks and they possess. Forming a perfect whole bond. The music consuming you, both swaying to the rhythm. The both of you let out sighs of pleasure, as you finally connect in the way you needed most. It was relaxed at first, but quickly sped up as you felt just how needy you really were. You held onto him, pressing your bodies together in a panting hug. Your skin on his, feeling each other. “Fuck… You feel so good.” He groaned. Chris’s hands reach out to touch any part of you he can. You bury your face in his neck, holding him tightly. Tears bead at the corner of your eyes from the sensation. Your happiness, the pleasure and love for him overflowing. “Fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...” He murmurs incessantly, feeling his orgasm build again. “Please...let me cum… Fu...fuck please...” The breathless begging adds to your own arousal. “Cum for me, baby.” You whispered into his ear while pulling an arm out from under him. “Fuck... Don't stop. Please...don't fucking stop...” He says in between moans. As if you had any intention to. His nails dig into your back to keep you in place, while leaving scratches in their wake. His continuous begging echoed through your skull. “Fuck...” You groan while sitting back up. You slow your hips to an almost agonizing pace, just to hear him whine and beg even more.

“No...no...please...” His desperation makes your walls clench and pulsate around him. “Please...don't stop...” “Don't worry, I'm not.” He sped up, “F-faster please,” Chris pleaded, his voice close to breaking. You were happy to oblige, rolling your hips harder on his. He filled you up so perfectly, just like he always did, and you couldn’t help moaning out loud, the music blending your echoing voices. Chris’s breathless whimpers sounded in your ears and you returned the favor in his. Chris reached up to grip your waist. “God you feel so good around me bab-” he cut himself off with a whiny scream as you clenched around him. You couldn’t help it, hearing him say that made you swell up inside. Leaning back for a second, seeing him covered in a thin sheen of sweat and moaning in that fucking voice of his, it was almost too much for you. “Really?” you asked huffing, “Yes baby, you fit so perfectly around me and in my arms.” You slowed down your motions, and so did he. You stare into each other’s eyes, then you kissed him. Resuming both of your movements. You whispered in his ear “I love you Christopher”, You felt his cheek pressed against your shoulder, warming up as he mixed light giggles in his pants. “I love you more Y/N”, then he kissed you with so much love it could literally be felt in the air. You sped up, moving as fast as you could muster, while clenching as hard as you could. Chris cried out, squeezing his eyes shut, “fuck fuck fuck, please don’t stop, oh g-god.” “You gonna cum soon, baby boy?” you asked him, changing your technique. His voice got caught in his throat, he couldn’t speak, just nodded his head. You could feel him start to twitch inside of you, signaling that he was close. Frantically, Chris thrusted upwards to get more friction, hitting your g spot straight on. You moaned out loudly, letting your head fall on his shoulder as you trembled in pleasure. You rocked back and forth, holding onto Chris’s shoulders as he thrusted upwards over and over again, hitting you in all the right spots. You screamed out in pleasure, shaking, and Chris’s desperate sobs echoed in your ears. His hands came up to grab your hips and shoulder pushing and pulling you down in a harsh manner made you see stars. His hold would leave marks, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care anymore. “F-FUCK!” Chris screamed, “I‘m gonna c-cum!” he cried out. “I’m gonna cum, so ffucking ha-” His words cut as you felt him thrust into you, bucking his hips uncontrollably. That was all it took for you to clench violently and come apart squeezing him tightly against you, the force of your orgasm leaving you seeing white. Chris was right with you, shaking uncontrollably as he filled you up with his cum, voice cracking, letting out some of the most arousing high sounds you’ve heard. The two of your were left fucked out, intertwined in each other, not willing to let go. Both covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Chris slowly laid both of you back down, your legs shifting. He quickly moved you to his side, to make sure your connection didn’t break yet. “Can we stay like this?” he asked shyly, breathing into your hair. Taking in your unique sweet smell of fruits, flowers, cakes, and sweets. You turned your neck to him, smiling, pressing your lips against his nose softly. “Yes, we can. I don’t want to leave you anyways.” He smiled, his dimples showing, “I love you.” He nuzzled into your face. You mirrored and kissed his nose again, “I love you too.” You said bringing your hand up to cup and caress his cheek. Kissing his lips and parting, you tangled your fingers through his hair and as he rested his tired head, wrapping his arm around you. You let him stay there, pressing your lips to his forehead as “Get You” by Daniel Caesar played. You pulled out without waking your now sleeping boyfriend

“Good Night Baby”

[defcravings]

show me -  | im changkyun

wc: 4.4k

genre: suggestive with sexual mentions

synopsis: y/n is a makeup artist on changkyun’s ‘god damn’ MV shoot, when the rapper takes a sudden liking to her; she becomes more involved in the shoot than she anticipated. 

pairing: changkyun x reader

5am was not the ideal start time for y/n, especially in the cold and with no coffee. In hand carrying 5 alarmingly large cases of makeup and costume through the staff entrance of the set for the shoot; silently assuring yourself that you ‘would get coffee or so help her god.’ Being the first one here you flicked on all the lights and threw down the cases of makeup that were slowly making you feel like your fingers were going to fall off- with a clatter on the table you exhaled and rubbed your now very sore fingers. you loved her job as a makeup artist, but it was hard to like it this early in the morning; and once again, without coffee. 

you began shoving boxes round the room to clear space for the fitting and hanging the clothes up on the railing beside the mirror until you heard a familiar voice singing a very joyful ‘good morning y/n.’ You flashed a look in the direction of the door to see Jules, the head stylist in her puffy jacket (which looked like it would swallow the entire 5ft1 woman whole) duffle bag on one shoulder and gripping 2 cups of what looked like Starbucks coffee.

You stood up throwing your hair back behind your shoulders, taking the cup from Jules who extended it towards you. ‘You ready for today?’ Jules questioned, taking a sip from the cup she hugged in her hands. ‘I am now’ you said gesturing to the coffee you’d been thinking about from the moment you sat in the car on the way here. ‘Thanks for filling in by the way, Soo was really worried about leaving us without a makeup artist but her little one is really sick. I really owe you one’ Jules chuckled, setting her jacket down and picking up the makeup case and opening it. Soo was the whole reason you got into makeup, she was the head makeup artist at the company you worked for- granted you were a little nervous to be deemed ‘head makeup artist’ for the day, but with her daughter being as cute as she is, you could forgive her for being ill. ‘No no it’s fine, call it even for the coffee’ you smiled rolling out the makeup brushes.

A few more members of the team came into the studio and began to help you set up. 8am rolled around and your client was expected to arrive anytime, in the meantime you went over the makeup brief and sat on your phone scrolling aimlessly. ‘Morning everyone’ a deep voice said from the doorway. Your head whipped round to see the unfamiliar face smiling towards Jules. His black long hair draped over one eye; as he stretched out his arms to hug the little too excited Jules. ‘Oh good morning love!’ she sang, grinning from ear to ear. ‘Changkyun, this is y/n’ she said extending her arm out, gesturing towards you who was now stood up, coffee cup in hand for comfort. ‘Soo had to look after her little one, so y/n is going to look after you today. she’s well on her way to being head makeup artist’ Jules sang like a proud mother. You just stood there and chuckled at her. Changkyun paused for a moment, looking you dead in the eye before slowly putting his hand out for you to shake. You uncomfortably swallowed before shaking his hand back and gave a closed mouth smile staring him back in the eyes. ‘Nice to meet you, y/n’ he replied slowly, with a hint of sultry. His eyes dropped slowly over your body, not unnoticed, but somehow not unwanted. Hands still touching, Jules clapped, pulling you both back into the reality of being in a room with other people. ‘Shall we get you changed then?’ Jules said, ushering Changkyun over to the clothing rail. You began to feel your ears burning red and your hands run cold. He knew exactly what he was doing. And my god, it was working. 

Watching his take off his jacket while Jules held up countless outfits against his chest, deciding which one would capture the concept of the shoot. After much deliberation they settled on a mesh shirt with a beige jacket over the top. Changkyun cast a look over in your direction where you leaned against the makeup table trying to act as casual as you could; as he pulled his oversized black shirt over his head revealing what can only be described a the body of a god. his gaze never leaving your’s. your breath hitched as his shook his hands through his hair; leaving everyone in the room making noises of approval and gawking at his body. ‘we need to draw the tattoos on you before we put this one though’ Jules said hanging the shirt back up and looking over towards you. ‘y/n do you want to get started on that before we dress him? just do whatever you think would match the theme’ Jules continued, Changkyun smirked, knowing exactly how this was going to go. 

‘oh, okay yeah.. um, come sit here’ you said awkwardly motioning over to the couch that was placed in the middle of the room. he flopped down spreading his arms over the back of the sofa, as you slowly walked over; tattoo pens in hand. you couldn’t even bring your eyes up to meet his yet you could feel his stare casting itself over your entire body. suddenly wishing you wore a bigger shirt. softly you pulled the cap off the pen and cleared your throat, desperately trying to look him in the eye but failing miserably. ‘so um.. I was thinking, maybe something on your neck? is that okay?’ you uttered quietly, playing with the cap of the pen to ease your nerves. ‘I like that.’ changkyun replied, his gaze still running over your upper body. somehow it didn’t feel like he was talking about the tattoo. ‘okay.. can you um just..’ you trailed off as you gently turned his face away by his jawline and shuffled in a little closer to get a better handle on his neck. you cold hands touched his warm skin, immediately repeating the feeling of blood draining from your face as you placed the pen on his neck. your eyes flicked over to the mirror that faced the couch; where you saw changkyun looking directly at you, smirking as he saw your eyes meet. your heart felt like it was beating out your chest, becoming very worried he could hear it the same as you heard it in your ears. 

around 10 minutes passed and you’d finished the first tattoo and you moved onto the next one; on the upper side of his bicep. this job was becoming a bit of a gift and a curse. the rest of the staff carried on organising, which should have made the situation feel much more relaxed, yet it didn't seem to make any difference, you still felt like your heart was about to burst out your chest. until he spoke. ‘do you have any?’ he murmured. you almost didn’t hear it. you shifted your eyes from your work to his face to see if it was directed at you. his dark gaze was staring back at you, taking you by surprise. ‘any what?’ you murmured back at the same level, looking back at his arm. ‘any tattoos?’ he responded. you swallowed slowly, how on earth did his voice make you so nervous? it cast goosebumps all over your body yet made you feel like you were burning up; it was almost repulsive as he knew what he was doing, but you didn't want it to stop. 

a moment passed as you replied ‘yeah.. I have 3′ you steadied you breath trying to sound relaxed, like you weren’t going to explode. ‘what are they?’ he questioned, his voice beginning to sound softer as the conversation began to flow. you pulled away from the tattoo and gently pushed your hair over your left shoulder; turning your upper body the same way. ‘so.. I have one here’ you said softly, showing the back of your shoulder to him. his eyes were low as they took in all of your back, not leaving the mark on you until the last moment when you turned back to face him. his gaze flicking back up to meet yours as you turned to the other side to gesture to one on the side of your ribs, pulling your shirt up just a tiny bit to reveal the next trace of ink. his now hunched over body dangerously close to your exposed skin; causing you to suddenly stop, lowering your shirt back down and locking eyes with him. ‘and um, I can’t show you the other one..’ you trailed off, picking your pen back up. you could tell he was still looking at you. ‘why?’ he queried, in an extra low, extra sultry voice. the smirk on his lips growing larger as he began to guess as to why it was something you couldn't show him. he thought seemed to excite him. and equally, it excited you. ‘its um, in a place I can’t show you..’ you chucked softly, hoping it would break his intense gaze. to your dismay, he remained his harsh look. ‘show me’ he practically growled, his voice as low and the pit in your stomach. your eyes quickly shifted round the room, noticing that everyone had now left. ‘I can’t..’ you replied with a little chuckle. this response seemed to peak Changkyun’s interest in the matter. ‘show me where on me then’ he whispered slowly reaching for your hand and pulling it towards his body that was now shifting to his slouched torso and parted legs. your heart began to race, with the knowledge of where the tattoo was and knowing where you were going to have to touch him. this was less than professional, but somehow you didn’t care. he placed your hand on his chest trailing it down towards his abs. your fingers lightly leading the way until he reached the base of his stomach. 

‘here?’ he paused the motion and looked up towards you, a smirk plastered over his lips. a smirk that transferred onto your lips too. ‘a bit further’ you whispered, earning a breath from changkyun. his hand continued down past his stomach, onto the waistband of his jeans, causing him to exhale gently. just as both your hands approached the bulge that had now appeared under his jeans, you took control, steering his hand to the side next to his hip. ‘here’ you whispered cheekily, earning a loud yet disappointed exhale from his bitten lips. ‘I see’ he said, releasing your hand from his grip and placing his hands behind his head and leaning back. his eyes moving up and down your body as you stood back up and put the pens away. ‘I'm done’ you taunted, leaning against table looking at him with low eyes. sticking his tongue in his cheek pausing for a moment before pushing himself up; he walked slowly over to meet you. feeling the heat from his bare chest inches away from your small frame. his height looming over you made you feel tiny, and he liked that. he thrived on it. 

his now tattooed bicep curled up following his vascular hand towards your neck, goosebumps coated your arms from top to finger tips. his fingers trailed over your exposed shoulder, hooking his finger under the single strap from your top and and pulling it towards him. the inches between you two vanished leaving your body pressed against his taught chest. he leaned down, his breath trailing over your neck until he stopped at your ear. ‘no we’re not’ he said in a low breathy tone. your heart was beating a million miles per hour, your lips burned to touch his but you couldn’t move. like your entire body had stopped working.

changkyun pulled away, leaving your stunned body stuck in place. finally giving you a chance to breathe. his back muscles moving with every step it took away; making his way over to the clothing rail and putting his mesh shirt on without even looking at you. as if on queue; Jules entered clapping at changkyun in his outfit. ‘oh doesn’t he look great!’ she sang holding his face in her hands. ‘right lets get you on set!’ she said, pulling his hand out the door and onto set. leaving you in the dressing room, trying to rationalise everything that just happened. unsuccessfully. suddenly her head poked back into the room taking you by surprise. ‘aren’t you coming?’ she queried. ‘yeah, yeah I'm coming’ you replied pushing your confused body off the desk and following her out. 

the set looked insane, the lights were low and red creating a really sultry vibe. almost dingy. the room was full of extras talking quietly and milling around, the crew on the other side of the room looking like they were getting ready to begin. a rather tall looking man wearing a directors hat clapped to the room of people and shouted ‘right everyone, we are going to get started! we are going to get the second scene out the way first then we shall start shooting the dancing! okay! changkyun and ara come over here.. changkyun sit down and ara if you could get on top of him please’ he said motioning them to a green couch that was placed in the middle of the room. a tall black haired woman lead the way, she was gorgeous, her short hair grazed her shoulders and her makeup was sexy and sultry. bothered wasn't the word you would use to describe the description, but curious was. you wanted to see how this would unfold. changkyun shot a look over to you, once again a smirk on his face. you desperately wanted to keep your face neutral, knowing what he wanted you to react and not giving him the satisfaction was far more important. with that he flopped onto the couch, his arms over the back. this looked alarmingly familiar. ara gently straddled him, placing her delicate arms over his shoulders, awaiting further instruction. ‘okay great! so your basically just going to be touching him, hands on his neck, chest, hair, things like that. just make it look natural’ the director instructed. the 2 nodded in response. the discomfort this brought you was really beginning to settle in. you sat down on the crew chair behind you and crossed your legs, just watching. 

a lull of whispers filled the room as the crew got into position, leaving changkyun a few seconds to look over at you, hoping this would make you jealous. you wouldn’t give it to him. you couldn’t. pulling your phone out your pocket seemed like the best option. so you did, and began mindlessly scrolling, trying to ignore the very uncomfortable scene that was about to play out before you. ‘aaaand, action!’ called the director, the smoke machines began to spray thick fog throughout the room, a deep bass began to play only adding to the atmosphere. a few seconds passed of you scrolling on your phone trying to ignore it. but you couldn’t help but flick your eyes up from your screen. her hands were all up in his hair and trailing down his neck, her head thrown back leaving her exposed chest and neck to his gaze. wow this was uncomfortable. the discomfort was interrupted by the booming voice of the director ‘CUT’ he shouted, immediately the lights came on and the lull of quiet voices resumed. the pair looked confused, as the director strode over to the two on the sofa. the words exchanged were quiet, making sure that no one else heard. with that he made his way back over to the crew. ‘okay lets go again. aaaand action!’ he called. the atmosphere fell again. and so did your eyes to your phone. this time it lasted a little longer, until the director called cut again. the director lifted his hat to wipe sweat from his brow as he chatted to ara and changkyun. ara nodded strongly and apologised to him and got back into position. 

the interruptions continued another 2 times; causing the previous lull of whispers to become louder from the crew. Jules was stood talking to the producer who was looking rather disgruntled; making you wonder what the heck was going on. A rather worried Jules shuffled back over to meet you sighing as she sat down. ‘what’s going on?’ you queried, trying to sound as disinterested as possible. Jules leaned over to you, trying to make the conversation as unheard as possible. ‘well.. she’s just not quite getting the direction. it looks awkward on camera. I think they're going to call for a break and try again later’ she whispered, eyes flicking over to the now departed duo on the couch every few words. ‘okay guys, go grab yourself a drink and something to eat and we will start again in 20 minutes, sorry guys’ the producer called to the extras who are shared the same confused look as they walked out the room to the snack room. 

the director and producer walked over to ara and changkyun who were now looking over the directions on the paper in front of them. ‘grab your brushes, lets go listen in’ Jules said cheekily dragging you over to the group, to touch up their makeup. you pulled a powder brush out of your waist pouch and some a compact and began to power changkyun’s face. the conversation sounded intense. ‘it’s just that it’s looking a little awkward on camera. you’re both very farm apart, your bodies need to be closer together. more intimate looking.’ he director said awkwardly. changkyun didn’t even seem to be listening. he was looking back up at you, even though you weren’t looking at him, you wouldn’t. not right now. ‘sorry I don’t want to be a pain.. I just can’t imagine what you're asking’ ara said shyly, fiddling with the hem of her shirt. 

‘come here’ changkyun demanded, not breaking his gaze at you. you shifted your eyes up to meet his. ‘what?’ you questioned, lowering your brush from his cheek. ‘like this’ he said calmly, taking your arm and pulling you down onto the sofa. suddenly you were straddling him, brushes still in hand and very confused. before you even had chance to object, one hand was trailing up your thigh to your hip while the other one travelled from your shoulder to your neck as his mouth made its way to meet it. his hot breath marking where you longed for his mouth to plant itself. his lips stopping centimetres from your sweet spot. the crew erupted with praise and woah’s. wishing he would stay there for a few more seconds was too much to ask as he pulled away, leaning back on the coach and removing his hands from your hip and neck. his eyes meeting ara’s shocked face, ‘like that’ he smirked. slowly you stood up, fixing yourself as you tried to come back to reality. ‘yes yes like that! lets go for a take while the extras are eating’ the director said running back to the camera followed by the director. Jules dragged your stunned body back to the crew area as your legs wouldn’t seem to carry you, before you could even say anything to changkyun about how he firstly shouldn’t have done that, or apologise to ara. 

you watched as they got into position again, ran the scene, still as awkward as the last. the sighs and quick cut from the crew told you that they felt the same. ‘okay guys go get a drink and we will see if we can re work the scene’ the producer announced, very deflated. ara apologised and left the room, you couldn’t help but feel bad for her. this was uncomfortable, getting that intimate with someone in front of a whole crew. lord. you pulled your phone out your pocket to check the time. they were running behind. badly. as you locked it and put it back in your pocket you saw the director power walking over towards you. never good. ‘y/n will you do us a favour’ he asked you, sounding a little desperate. this could go one of 2 ways you thought. coffee run.. or something you realllly didn’t want to do. ‘umm.. what is it?’ you asked cautiously. ‘would you just do the scene with changkyun? we are running really behind and don’t have time to keep refilming’ he pleaded. you suddenly realised the entire crew was looking at you. including changkyun. ‘um.. I'm sure ara will be fine after she has a drink just give her another shot, please’ you whispered trying to not be heard by anyone else. ‘please y/n we don't have time, it’ll take 5 minutes max, please i’ll owe you one..’ he said, clasping his hands together pleading. you shifted your gaze over to changkyun who was stood in eye line behind the director, the corner of his lip curling into a smirk. god I hate him, you thought. ‘um.. yeah okay fine’ you said running one hand through your hair trying to calm yourself down. ‘yes okay amazing, get into positions please!’ he shouted turning back towards changkyun. your chest was burning like you were on fire as you watched him walk over to the couch, knowing exactly what was going to happen made it so much worse. 

slowly walking to meet him at the coach and standing over him as he looked up at you with burning desire. you adjusted your shirt slightly before gently straddling him, keeping you distance still. feeling the discomfort erupting. changkyun was obviously enjoying your awkwardness, chuckling as he reached one arm around your hips and pulling you closer to him so your core was now directly on his bulge. your throat hitched as his cool breath trailed down your cleavage, never breaking eye contact. the burn in your chest was spreading through your entire body, every part taking turns to be set on fire. ‘I told you we weren’t done’ he whispered gruffly, knowing exactly what he meant. the moment was interrupted by the director ‘okay right lets go, very natural, just like earlier, y/n just follow the lead okay? right aaaand action!’ he called, causing the entire set to fall silent, waiting for whatever was about to happen. it took a moment before anything happened, soaking in exactly where your bodies connected. the music boomed low as you both became engulfed in a spray of smoke. it felt far more comfortable than before, like no one could see you. 

changkyun’s hand spread flat travelling up your thigh, curving to the contours of your hip, leading up your side. your body froze outwardly, but inside you felt everything. his hand on a path to your breast, taunting you with the feeling he redirected his graze to gently trail over the top of your breast and up your neck. forcefully gripping the back of your neck and planting soft kisses up it, starting at the base and slowly working his way up. taking his time on every spot, missing non of it. earning a soft blow of air from your mouth are you arched your back to meet his hard chest. a breathy ‘knew it’ escaped his lips between harsh kisses up you neck as he reached your sweet spot. 

you couldn’t let him have all the fun. you thought to yourself as you reached down to his belt loops, pulling your cores closer together taking him by surprise. a quiet low groan left his lips as you reached one hand into the back of his hair; gently tightening your grip, keeping him in place. his hands fell from you neck, holding his grip on your hips. you knew this was the reaction you wanted but you couldn’t stop there. taking the opportunity to snake your right hand up his chest to meet his jawline, holding it lightly, leaving his neck exposed. his eyes connected with yours, letting you have full control of him. his rosy lips slightly parted as you leaned towards them. grazing your nose against his, lips inches away from each other. the torment was well received, noticing a small smirk on changkyun’s lips. ‘kiss me then’ he whispered, just loud enough for you to hear. you let out a breathy laugh as you removed the inches between you two, grazing your lips against his. you felt his entire body relax beneath you as he moaned into the kiss; allowing you full control. or so you though, he quickly wrapped a strong arm around your waist, flipping you over so he was on top. his torso baring weight down on you, pulling your legs to wrap around him. hands either side of your face to keep you exactly where he wanted you, leaving you completely submissive to his grip. 

‘aaaand cut!’ the director shouted, pulling you both out of the complete state of euphoria you were just in. ‘fantastic guys, wow that was great. I think that’s it, take 10 minutes and we will start the next scene’ the producer continued, clapping as he stood up out of his chair. leaving the crew to continue to their lull. you slowly looked up at changkyun again who hadn’t seemed to look away. his once perfectly tousled hair now a mess, reflective of yours. you pushed yourself to sit upright on the couch, releasing yourself from his arms. silence. from you both. desperately trying to think of what to say; changkyun began ‘I knew you weren’t done’ he smirked. causing you to chuckle awkwardly, ‘whatever’ you replied running a hand through your hair, putting it back in place. ‘the shoot finishes at 5, I'll see you after’ he said flopping back onto the couch next to you. he wanted you to say yes. you knew that. and you couldn’t have that. not yet. you leaned towards him, watching him think you were going to kiss him again. stopping just inches away from his lips you whispered; ‘we’ll see’ standing up and walking away before he even had a chance to open his eyes. catching a view of you before you left the room, realising his trousers were now getting uncomfortable.. 

[remusmainhoe]

room of requirement

warning:smut

reader x sirius x remus smut

being bored in the common room with remus, and sirius. sirius comes up with a fun idea to pass the evening.

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you were in the common room playing exploding snap with sirius, it was only you, sirius, and remus in the common room.

"there's nothing fun to do anymore"sirius complained.

"yeah there's only so much exploding snap you can play" you agreed.

"you could read" remus suggested not parting his eyes from his book he was reading near the fire.

"i'd rather jump off the astronomy tower, at least that would be more exciting" sirius said making remus roll his eyes.

sirius then turned to you, he moved closer to you, you were both on the floor.

"you know y/n, there is one thing that is always fun" he gave you a cocky grin.

remus looked up slightly, fidgeting subtly with the corner of the page of his book. 

"sirius" he called in a warning tone. you smiled at them both unsure if he was just teasing for fun.

"oh come on moony, it wouldn't kill you to have some fun" sirius winked at remus, his grin becoming even bigger seeing remus's dumbfounded face at his comment. remus turned to you, you smiled at him. 

you had always had a small crush on them both.

sirius was the troublemaker that could get any girl he wants, and you couldn't blame the girls for falling for his perfect smile, those piercing eyes, his gorgeous raven black long hair, he had a way of making you laugh, but he could make you blush in a second.

remus had his fair share of girls after him, not that he would ever notice, or much less act on it, his scars shaping his face in a way that made you want to grace them with your fingers, to kiss them lightly. his sandy brown hair, although it wasn't as gorgeous as Sirius's, it didn't need to be, it suited him in the best way possible. remus was the tallest of the lot, he had a way with words that drew you in, like a bee to honey. you would never admit it because you were friends with the marauders, but you had always wanted them, to be with them, to be closer, but you also didn't want to ruin your friendship.

"y/n you dont have to do anything if you dont want to" remus said.

"im ok with it" you reassured, your words switching something in remus, he put down his book as Sirius stood up.

"room of requirement?" sirius asked remus, he nodded in agreement.

"where?" you asked confused.

"just follow us, we know a safe place" sirius said to you as they took you through the portrait door of the common room and through the castle. after what felt like the longest walk, the three of you stopped in an empty hall, remus and sirius faced a wall, you looked at them confused. you were about to say something when the wall in front of you began to show a door, sirius opened it to reveal a big room, in the middle of the room was a bed, in front of the bed was a trunk.

the three of you entered the room closing the door behind you, you and remus got on the bed. sirius opened the trunk, he took out some ropes, toys, and a gag, placing them neatly on the bed.

"are you sure about this y/n?" sirius asked with a mischeivious smile.

you nodded.

"love, we need to hear you give us permission to fuck the living daylights out of you" remus teased slightly.

"im sure" you said.

it all felt a bit quick, never did you think that you would get to kiss one of them, and now they're both wanting to fuck you.

"strip" remus commanded you and sirius.

"sir yes sir" sirius joked starting to unbutton his shirt. you left only your bra and panties, dropping your clothes on the floor. you looked up when you were done to find both of them ready to start, sirius had the ropes in hand as he tied your hands up together, and placed a gag in your mouth. you laid in the middle of the bed.

"what do you say moony, should way play with her for a bit?" sirius smirked as he took a toy, he brushed your panties aside.

"only for a bit, I dont want her to overstimulate before we get to the good parts" remus grinned looking at you, taking you in.

"look how wet she is for us, we haven't even started" sirius purred.

you moved your legs trying to hide it, embarrassed over your excitement showing.

"dont, I like to see you so ready to please us" remus whispered in your ear.

you then felt the toy vibrate against your clit, remus took off your bra and started to rub your nipples. you tried to hold back the moans that wanted to escape.

"dont hold it back love, we want to hear you moan as loud as you want, as much as you need." sirius said.

although your moans were muffled by the gag, they echoed slightly throughout the room. you looked over at the guys, seeing them get harder and harder with each moan escaping your throat. 

remus began to his your neck, giving you light hickeys all over your neck, and breasts. sirius began to play more with the toy, as he put two tigers in you causing you to gasp slightly. finding the perfect movement in no time, you then felt remus get hard against you.

you were about to cum when the sensation stopped, you moved your inner thighs against each other eager to finish.

"dont worry bunny, you'll get to finish" remus whispered in your ear.

"go on your fours kitten" sirius instructed, you obeyed, remus helping you. your face at the end of the bed facing sirius who was standing in front of you, his length directly in facing you. you took sirius in your mouth, remus brushed his cock on your core, you could feel how big he was. as you had begun to suck sirius out, making him groan with pleasure, a moan escaped from the depths of your chest as remus pushed himself in you, his member stretching you out.

"so tight bunny" remus sighed out letting you adjust.

"do that again, it felt so good to have her moan like that" sirius managed to let out to remus.

"with pleasure" remus responded, he thrusted in to you making your prophanities turn into vibrations on sirius, who in turn groaned.

remus grabbed on to your hips, pushing deeper, and harder, your hips moved to his rhythm. remus then moved a hand to your clit, he moved two fingers into perfectly messy circles. sirius grabbed your breasts, rubbing both of your nipples making it feel as though little electric sparks. a vibration flowing threw your body like no other.

"that's right baby, moan for us" sirius purred. for this sweet moment, you were theirs. remus thrusted harder, as he hit your g spot you felt a very new sensation. Sirius's hands rubbing your nipples, remus knowing he hit the sweet spot, his rhythm on your clit becoming even faster, you felt your stomach explode with pleasure, like flashing white lights, your mouth and core filled with cum, but you didn't even notice with the sensation in you making your pussy throb and when it all finished and you felt a release like never before.

"did she just?" sirius spoke.

"did you squirt love?" remus asked.

"do that again for us kitten" sirius said

remus started to move the same as before, but this time sirius pulled out of your mouth, untied your hands, got underneath you, and started to play with your clit with his tongue, moving it in circles, you took him again in your mouth in this new position. remus then started to rub your nipples. Sirius's mouth moving differently than remus's, in a good way, the best way. remus's hands also moved differently, also in the best way, making you grab sirius as if this new sensation would destroy you in the best way like before, even more. as the sensation grew.

“so good for daddy” remus let out.

 the moment remus hit your g spot one last time, the fireworks in you exploded, sending an amazing burning sensation throughout your body.

they both pulled out of you, your legs feeling shaky. you were all covered in sweat, remus cleaned you up, wrapping you in a thin blanket.

"I told you this would be fun" sirius said with a shit faced grin on his face.

"you were so good love" remus said to you.

"what would you say to round 2?" sirius asked still panting.