#don't eat pretzel anon

[ombrathefurry]

currently eating you pretzel anon

I will actually kill you

[ddejavvu]

you know when you’re eating a mandarin orange and you just start handing pieces of it to the person next to you because you love them so much?

well, you can’t Tell him that! and hotch doesn’t eat often enough and he certainly doesn’t snack. but since you’ve joined the team, he’s gotten apple slices and grapes and mandarin oranges handed to him, and maybe that’s your way of telling him that.

and he really likes it, really likes you, but doesn’t know what to do about it.

and to make matters even sweeter, ever since jack started spending more time with his aunts and uncles at the BAU, he’s sharing his snacks like that too. ☺️

- 🍊 anon

🍊 anon baby i don't know how to tell you this but this is my dream. handing my big scary boss man a little orange slice when i'm snacking?? he's talking about MO and Victimology and Preliminary Profiles BUT!! you have a tasty citrus snack. so you silently tear off a piece of your tangerine and pass it over to him. his voice falters slightly and he trails off like ?? and you just :] for a snack hotch :] and everyone's staring at you. so he takes it. finishes his sentence. and pops it in his mouth.

he's driving and you've got a little baggie of grapes that you're munching on so you pass them over while reading him directions. god forbid he needs both hands on the wheel or else you'll just have to put it into his mouth for him

you pop into his office to ask him a question but you've also got some apples with you!! and you say here hotch, take a few. and you hand him three apple slices in a little napkin on his desk. you hear the first crunch before the door even closes behind you :')

and yes!! jack comes in to visit and you offer him some cheez its and then he sees you passing his dad a pretzel and bam!! snack sharing has been passed down. now hotch comes into work with one singular hershey's kiss in his hand and when you ask he tells you that jack gave it to him out of his lunchbox (that aaron packed anyways) because he felt like sharing before school that morning :')

[sweetsweetjellybean]

Jelly's Eddie Masterlist

*Mature Content Warning*

18+ NSFW *No Minors | All stories with FemReader

Need to Know Threesome DP Smut

When you bump into two of your old flames at a party, you can't choose between them. So, why not both? They won't mind sharing, right? This story takes place at least 10 years after high school.

Hey Trouble Return to Need to Know AU

Threesome Smut

Take It Spanking Smutacular

After spending the evening teasing your boyfriend Eddie, you get the attention you've been seeking.

Twisted Pretzel Smut

Eddie wants to make sure you don't forget him while you're at camp.

A Big Fat Tip Anon Request Smut-o-Rama

Eddie visits his hairdresser.

Black Dark Angst Request

Trying to heal through art, you grieve for Eddie

Torn 4/12

Twelve years after Eddie Munson broke your heart for a life on the road with nothing but a mixtape as a goodbye, you finally feel like you have two feet on the ground. Engaged to Steve Harrington with the career of your dreams it feels like you’re going to have your happily ever after, but what happens when the boy that broke your heart comes back as a man with a revelation that changes everything?

Loophole 2/2

Married life in the Forrest Hill trailer park can be pretty boring until you meet younger neighbor Eddie. The attraction is undeniable. You want him, but you don't want to break your vows. Maybe there's a way to have your cake and eat it too?

In The Cold November Rain 13/13

You've had the ideal childhood in Hawkins with your best friend & and protector, Steve Harrington. When it's ripped away, can you pick up the pieces? Eddie Munson may be able to help.

Aftermath 7/7

In the wake of an earthquake that has left Hawkins in crisis, you're reunited with your boyfriend Eddie and find yourself living with Steve Harrington. After sharing yourself with both of them, can you go back to only loving one of them?

Dark Fairy Tale Vignettes on going

Smutty blubs with dark fairy tale themes

[wannaeatramyeon]

Pupupupupupupu (sound effect)

Ara ara Anon here! Here us a fun ask for you! That probably required research (Lol).

What type of chocolate brand do Lookism boys and girl loves? And what your favorite also?

Hey Ara Ara anon! How you doing? This ask made me lol, athough all your asks have tickled me. First you were thirsty, now you're hungry?

I'm not actually a huge fan of chocolate in general but Toblerones are my weakness.

So...

I'm was thinking about the chocolates and I think it might be too region specific. I'm from the UK. Vin is a classic Yorkie, Gun is a Lindt truffle but does that mean anything?

And then I thought about flavour of crisps (or chips). And if Jake Kim was McCoys Steak and Johan Walker's barbecue rib (WHICH IS ALSO NO LONGER MANUFACTURED)... and again, too specific?

Sorry for twisting your ask. I've left out any that doesn't give me a general vibe. But anyway.

Lookism Fave... Snacks

Jake: crisps/chips vibe. Like there'll be a serious Big Deal meeting and you just hear 'crunch'. Shifty eyes, a little guilty. "Sorry. Please continue" until Jason gets into the flow of things again then... 'crunch'.

Mira: Home baked cookies! Cupcakes! Brownies! Started when she was young and to share with Zack and Johan. She still bakes for Zack, and he's touched until she shares it with the rest of the group too >:(

Zack: something boring like protein bars. Remember the fitness craze when you would kid yourself and microwave a bar and 'OMG it tastes like rEaL bRoWniEs'. Fucking lies man. But yeah, he's one of them

Zoe: Definitely a strawberry pepero girlie. And what a conveniently easy snack to share with Piggy too. Looooove pepero day. Still waiting for big or little Daniel to send her some

Daniel: I mean. Honestly. We've seen little Daniel's eating habits when getting trained by Vasco. I don't think he's too fussy

Vasco: y'all got kinder eggs? the choc eggs with the toy inside and a kiddie's choking hazard warning? He loves them but the warning is actually for our lil Tabasco

Goo: reminds me of RDJ/Iron Man era. Just snacks everywhere. You're talking to him, quickly glance away and suddenly he's manifested a fresh pretzel??

Mary Kim: popcorn. Something to munch on whilst Vin Jin is being a drama queen

Gun: are cigarettes a snack?

Johan: he'll have whatever you're having. You don't get a say in this.

Crystal: justice AGAIN for crystal and why tf she needs to restrict her diet when Daniel DOESN'T

[anneimaginesundertale]

First Meeting

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So Fire Anon (🔥) asked if I could set up an established relationship for her with Grillby. She sent THIS ask back in September for Fellby and requested something similar as a meet cute for her and Grillby. So, here is a variation on that scene with Best of All Timelines UT Grillby.

Prompt: You walk out of a dressing room asking if the outfit suits you, but it’s not your friend waiting outside the room like you thought.

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"I really don't know about this one," you called to your friend. "It's kinda...wild." No answer. Knowing your friend, she'd probably gone off to look for more ridiculous outfits for you to wear. You considered just not trying it on, but your friend would ask when she came back. Better to put it on, take a picture, and then take it off. That way at least you'd have proof that it looked dumb.

You managed to wriggle into the top. You were nearly swamped by the pants. The legs were way too long! You tried to find your shoes to slip them on again but you tripped on the pants! As you spun your arms wildly to regain your balance, you took another step backwards and fell out through the changing room curtain. (Darn this cheap store for not having actual doors on their changing stalls!)

You expected to hit the floor, but instead you landed in a pair of very warm arms. You looked up. Upside down above you was a fiery face--eyes like slits of lightning behind rectangular glasses and a mouth like a jack-o-lantern. The face was hard to read, but a crackling voice asked, "Are you all right?" in a concerned tone.

"Fine, I think," you managed.

The fire monster who had caught you steadied you and then let go. He stepped back and looked at you, tilting his head slightly as if he was studying you. You did the only thing you could think of. You struck a pose.

"What do you think?" you asked, gesturing at the outfit with one hand. "Is it me?"

"........seems....dangerous.........." the fire monster managed. His flames changed color a little. Was he blushing?

"I guess it is," you laughed. "If you weren't here, I might be taking this home because I ripped it, falling like that." You held out a hand. "I'm Jessa."

"Grillby," he said and took your hand to shake it.

"Well, Grillby," you said, "since you saved me from a fashion faux pas, I think I owe you one." You looked around for your friend, but she was still nowhere to be found, so you didn't feel too bad about what you said next. "How about I change out of this thing and into normal clothes and then I treat you to something to eat? There's a pretzel place and a cinnamon roll place here in the mall."

"..............That would be nice........" Grillby agreed, and you were pretty sure he smiled at you.

[what-if-nct]

heyyyy!!!!!!!! are you feeling good? i hope you're doing better now!! like, the best. I hope you feel the best.

today, i skipped school first time in my life. i had two panic attacks in a span of like half an hour, and my sister comforted me over the phone. then i walked out of school and took the train home. for some reason, a teacher put me as sick in the system, so that i wouldnt get in trouble. the rule is, every hour skipped, you have to come back double. but i am never going back to that hell ever again so after the therapy trial at my other school ends, i am officially moving schools. the plan was, i'd go to a therapy school for fourteen weeks, and then back to this school but now, i'm not going to do that.

my ex (who's still my friend, she's the nicest person in the world. she is not like other girls but actually. she literally isnt like any other human. super supportive and accepting, and really weird. i love her very platonically now) actually went to that school wearing a rainbow jeans because this school is known in the public as homophobic. someone there said to a gay 'god is disgusted by you, i'm praying for you' and they forced multiple students out of the closet. a teacher called lgbt demonic cultivation. someone said 'hi [name]' to her and she was like 'and who the fuck are you?' it was very funny tbh. that girl was reformed christian asf. okay i have no idea why i am pouring my thoughts here again. sorry

i ate the most delicious crossaint ever today. very delicious.

i also tried playing a song on my flute, only to discover that 1) i cant play the flute 2) that song is both too high and too low. it's really pretty, tho!! unless i play it. i kinda ruined the song for myself now.

to the someone that said i'm, along with Naked Onew Dream anon, their fav anon- brooo i love you so much <33333

-sneeze

(i'm gonna keep using anon mode bc else i'm not an anon anymore- just for the vibe-)

Hey, I'm feeling a lot better I think I figured out what was wrong and I'm doing a lot better. I wasn't eating enough I know this but I keep forgetting that it ends up making me feel dizzy. A gas station pretzel and mozzarella stick isn't a meal but easy. But I try to eat more.

Yeah, I think skipping school was the best call since you were having back to back panic attacks. I completely support skipping when it comes to your mental wellbeing. Or you just don't wanna be there. I used to skip school all the time and the people at school sucked. Beauty school is a vibe though. And your ex\still friend sounds absolutely incredible and good for her for not really caring and doing as she pleases. That mindset is such a horrible one to have like we're well into the 21st century get with the program. Yay yummy croissant, croissants are the best. I think it's cool you were even able to play a piece of music on the flute, I was unable to read music when I played the violin in elementary so I respect that so much maybe you just gotta practice and you'll be able to play it beautifully.

[hanjsquokka]

The Bang Chan Nylon Magazine brain rot is eating me alive!!! Please if you can, can you write something (could be short, could be long, could be in the middle whatever suits you) about Sugar Daddy!Chan and Sugar Baby!Reader? I really just need Bang Chan bending me like those plastic rubber rulers😔 Something absolutely filthy if possible and could Chan not be too much of a mean Dom (I can't handle that😭) but he not much of a soft one either if that makes sense? No daddy kink(sir is fine-) or breeding kink (breeding kink is a turn off for me😅) but you can do whatever else you like!

I need this man to a concerning degree. Would thank him if he bent me like a pretzel to be honest

- 🐻

Magazine Photos - [ Bang Chan ]

🐺 SYNOPSIS : You get a little heated after seeing your boyfriend's new photoshoot, but Chan is always there to fulfill your every need.

GENRE : smut

PAIRING : bang chan × f!reader

CONTENT WARNING : pure filth, basically no plot other than this man's unholy photoshoot, smut warnings under the cut

AUTHOR'S NOTE : Sorry for taking so long but thank you for my very first request 🐻 anon. I wasn't able to incorporate the sd/sb dynamic but I hope you like it <3

minors dni. if you click read, you agree to nsfw content

SMUT WARNINGS : no clear dom/sub dynamics, unprotected sex (pls don't do this), piv, edging, overstimulation, mentions of fingering and clit play, reader is referred to as baby, baby girl, sweetheart

“Fuck.” He grunted, cock slipping out of your slick hole, edging you even further for the nth time, making you whine. Tears formed in your eyes as your impending orgasm was ruined yet again. He dragged the tip of his cock up and down your folds, making your squirm. He let out a deep chuckle. “Such a needy little baby.” He bottomed out without warning, making you scream, hands clawing his back as he pistoned in and out of you at an animalistic pace, hitting every sweet spot inside you so perfectly.

“T-Too much — please —”

“You asked for this baby.” He harshly cupped your jaw to make you look at him and captured your lips in a fiery kiss. It was true. You did ask for it. Fuck me stupid. Seeing Chan's new photos from his recent magazine shoot did something to you. You stared at those for hours while you waited for your boyfriend to come home — which took forever. Somehow every neuron was fired inside of you, making you extremely horny with no relief. You knew the rules of not touching yourself so you waited, painstakingly until you heard the front door click open and the padding of his feet until he reached the bedroom, that cute smile of his on his face as he approached you with a hug. He planted a kiss on your forehead, but all you could think about were those sinful photos lighting up your phone screen which was tossed to the side.

“What's wrong? You're so… tense.” Chan asked, cupping your face to make you look up at him. You didn't say anything, shying away from your thoughts as a blush spread across your face. You refused to meet his gaze as you rubbed your thighs together in search of friction — anything to subdue the heat pooling between your legs. You quickly glanced at your phone which was still switched on, making him follow your gaze, eyes landing on the screen. The content you were previously fawning over made him smirk. “Is my baby horny?” You nodded. “You liked those photos?”

“You look… really good.” You managed to say.

“How good?”

“Enough to want you to fuck me stupid.”

Which led to the current scenario. He edged you for what felt like forever, teasing you, playing with your clit, fingering you and twisting your sensitive nipple — all to stop right before you could reach that sweet relief. It was driving you insane.

“P-Please. Wanna c-cum —”

“You're going to cum when I say you can cum.”

You whimpered, your hands drifting from his back to his hair, tugging at the strands, eliciting a deep groan from him which made you clench around him. “So fucking tight.” He grunted, lifting your legs up to get a better angle, perfectly aiming at your g-spot with each thrust, making you scream. Your orgasm was approaching like a freight train, almost about to tumble over the precipice. Your mind was slowly turning to mush.

“‘M gonna — gonna c-cum, Channie —”

“Gonna be a good girl for me?” You nodded frantically, clenching around him as he reached between your legs and rubbed harsh circles around your clit and he leaned forward so he could wrap his lips around your nipples. All of the stimulation was enough to send you overboard. “Cum for me baby girl.” It was all too much for you, you came around his cock, milking his shaft, nails digging into his back as your legs shook. But he didn't stop, overstimulation taking over you. You squirmed away, trying to get him to stop but you couldn't, he just going and going, thrusting deeper and deeper inside you, bruising your cervix. You cried and begged him to stop. “Come on baby, one more. Give Channie one more.”

Your second orgasm approached you much faster than your first one, sensitivity make your jolt. His pace became sloppier and you watched as his face scrunched up. You came without warning, squeezing him hard.

“Fuck — baby.” He pulled out and stroked himself as he came all over your tummy. You were barely conscious, head swimming from all the pleasure you just received. “Come on sweetheart, let's get you cleaned up.” He pressed a sweet kiss on your hairline before getting up to run a bath for the two of you.

©hanjsquokka | copying, translating or republishing my work is strictly prohibited

[pythonmelon]

Can you tell us more about your pets?

Hello anon, absolutely!

We've currently got six pets- five reptiles and a dog.

There's Pretzel, our rescue Akita we brought home from the shelter last year. She's a big very sweet gal, lots of energy. We do a lot of walking and jogging together, she's a bit of a soft toy destroyer but we have some great Tough Toys.

Ludo is my oldest reptile, he's a six year old Indonesian blue tongue skink. The seller at the exotics expo I got him from was selling mostly geckos, but his original owner was the seller's-friend's-kid who got bored when he hit adulthood. He loves to climb and is a very chill dude, loves to eat, big cuddler. He's had some skin issues he's still healing from but he's active and healthy and doing great!

Pudding is a Paraguayan Rainbow boa- she's an absolutely incredible animal. Dopey little face. Absolute MUSCLE at a still manageable size (under five feet). She's so fast- did you know rainbow boas are more closely related to anacondas than other boas? But they're still just little dudes.

Creamsicle is technically @allislaughter 's, he's an albino tangerine leopard gecko! He's a grumpy little dude, but he's delightful. Super fun to watch him hunt, he is a little bit blind (more accurately, light sensitive) but it does not slow him down.

Brown Sugar Boba is also @allislaughter 's- he's a crested gecko and an absolutely lovely one. He's soft and silly and he eats right out of our hands (holding his cup of gecko diet). Angel baby. Totally brainless.

Our newest pet is Banana Split, the Peter's Banded Skink. She's still settling in, we don't know how old she is, but PBS's have been on my dream reptile list for some time- they're incredibly cute, I love the bright yellow striped and solid black eyes look- and she turned up at the pet store where we got Creamsicle and we always get our feeders back in December. I was on the fence- space concerns, buying a new enclosure, etc- but by the time my birthday rolled around last month she was still there, was in good health, I had found space and an enclosure, it was kind of meant to be. As a nocturnal desert dweller she's a bit of a recluse, but she's still a treat to have around.

That's everyone for now! Thanks so much for the ask anon, it was fun to just ramble about our pets.

[heavier-than-average]

What is your favorite snack to graze on during the day? And what is a favorite dessert? Also curious if these, or any other specific foods, were things that you only allowed yourself to eat sparingly before but have since become a regular part of your diet?

Hey Anon, for snacking I like stuff like almonds, peanuts, pretzels, pistachios, popcorn, etc. It might not look it but I am not really a dessert person to be honest. And I don't really eat anything now that I didn't before.

[goldennikko]

(yes! it's the group who just had a 2 day concert in your country 🥰)

proud to be an official anon now omg, I want to thank my dog for supporting me and for not pooping on my shoes 🏆

1) Would you rather be the center of a performance or be in the back?

2) Would you rather have a personal chef or a personal driver?

3) Would you rather fight a sheep or a pig?

4) Would you rather only eat popcorn or pretzels?

5) Would you rather be the oldest in a friend group or be the youngest?

❓

AAAAA THEM OKOK i am very honored to have you as my official anon 😗🫶

1. DEF BACK SO I CAN COPY WHOEVER'S IN FRONT OF ME

2. shit, that's hard. i don't cook and i don't drive (minor check). uHM personal driver, so they can drive me to restaurants 🫶

3. uhm fight a sheep???¿

4. do u want me to get uti or diabetes? anyway, popcorn!

5. i'm second to the youngest in the group who acts like she's older than the others... i'd go with oldest.

AAAAAAA I LOVE IT, WE'RE IN A NEW ERA HEHEHE 🫶 ILY YOU'RE SO PATIENT WITH ME 🥹

[ombrathefurry]

noooooo whyyyyyy don't eat me :(

~ 🥨 Anon

thank you pretzel anon

don’t eat pretzel anon

[elytrafemme]

Sticks and stones. It's my favorite flavor! I don't know if it's how you or others would see you but from my understanding it seems to fit well.

It's chocolate icecream with pretzels and chocolate chip cookie dough

I'll refrain from the essay since I need to sleep soon but I'll still explain a little

Chocolate as the base which is a classic but not boring flavor. It's something you go back to time and time again and there's this familiar almost content feeling attached to it.

Pretzels are in there whole and they're the actual stick kind so if you get a long one it'll get stuck in your mouth. It'll feel weird but it tastes so good that even though it's awkward at times to consume you're actively looking forward to your next bite with a pretzel in it. It's a wonderful contrast to the other ingredients, something solid and snaps and breaks when you eat it.

The chocolate chip cookie dough is unorthodox but fun. Something very specific but also commonplace. It actually is in little balls all throughout the icecream and it's not frozen solid from the cold but is perfectly malleable.

Then all of it together is just an unusual yet satisfying combination. Something delicious and unique to eat. Everything is something you've had before but put together it enhances each other. They also surprisingly blend together very well.

The name sticks and stones is not only accurate with the ingredients but leads one to think of 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me' which is something I feel you'd resonate with in a very particular way.

It is very late here and this made perfect sense to me but my apologies if this is incomprehensible

- flower anon

i cannot believe that you just wrote me an entire essay about the ice cream flavor i would be. flower anon i love u to the end of the universe and back <3333

THIS SOUNDS AMAZING i have never actually tried this flavor? on a strictly like personal taste note i'm not super into chocolate but i was thinking in my head that were i to BE an ice cream it would probably be a lot more chocolate-leaning than vanilla, on account for my general personality . and i love cookie dough so maybe i will try this out :O

this makes perfect sense to me and i am incredibly flattered by it, i'm glad that i'm familiar but unique :') <3

sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me are truly what i am channeling into this next year SO THAT FITS PERFECTLY thank you <3333

[tomanpeach]

i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this – virgin!kuroo x virgin!reader

a/n: 18+!!!! nsfw!!!! characters are aged up to their 20s!! anon asked me to write kuroo and u know what i had somethin cookin already bc that's my MAN! also this was something completely different at first and then i pivoted and now here we are!! enjoy!!! <3

content: loss of viriginity, mentions of alcohol/drinking, fingering, nipple play, lots of cursing sorry it's in everything i do, best friends who lose their v card to each other uwu

word count: 4,276

“did you still wanna go to that thing yaku's friends are throwing?” kuroo asks, giving you a sidelong glance from the couch. the two of you are having a very typical evening, watching shitty movies and eating snacks in his apartment.

you and kuroo had been best friends since freshman year at nekoma. you’d been assigned as biology lab partners and had both assumed that the other would not be of any help at all in your assignments. so you were equally surprised when you found that you had both shown up ready to work. soon, afternoons working on bio labs turned into evenings watching movies and talking, or meeting up everyday after kuroo finished practice to do your homework and study together during volleyball season. you started spending every weekend together in cafes, at each others' houses, in the park, wherever you were able to talk and laugh and hang out together.

on this particular friday night, you were curled up in a beanbag chair next to the couch kuroo was splayed out on, a bag of chips at your side and two cans of hard cider on the coffee table.

“hello?” kuroo tosses a pretzel at you. “are we going?”

“i’m thinking,” you throw the pretzel back, making him chuckle. “if we go we should be less sober.”

he nods, “oh, absolutely.”

“truth or dare or drink?” you hand him his can.

the corner of his mouth turns up in an amused smirk, “dare, obviously.”

you rise out of the beanbag and plop onto the couch across from him. “i dare you to finish that.”

“you’re terrible at this game,” he rolls his eyes and starts chugging.

he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and smiles at you, “your turn.”

“truth.”

kuroo has the most devious look on his face as he considers the invasive, obnoxious questions he can ask to tease you with. “have you fucked anyone we went to high school with?”

your brow furrows, “no.”

“what’s that look?” he cocks an eyebrow. “the penalty for lying is a drink, you know...”

“i’m not lying. and i would have told you, probably.”

“but how can i know that for sure?”

“because i’ve never fucked anyone,” you say finally with a shrug. “so it’s a no.”

“really?” his eyes widen at the confession. “no way."

"no way what?" you wrinkle your nose, crossing your arms across your chest. you wouldn't put it past kuroo to tease you, it was in his nature, but it still feels a little obnoxious for such a topic.

"no way that you’re a virgin, too.”

“too?!” you blurt, a laugh following the word. “you’re so annoying. don't make fun of me for that, it's not a big deal.”

“i'm not making fun of you," he chuckles. "i'm sexy as fuck and i've never had sex, obviously it's not a big deal."

“tetsuro, shut up!” you burst out laughing. “i’ve literally walked in on you with a girl before. remember that party where-”

“please don’t.” he has half a mind to lurch forward to cover your mouth. “i hate thinking about that.”

“i know, but you guys were-”

“she sucked my dick,” he cuts you off again. “that's what you walked in on. which, tmi, but if you hadn't come in i think she literally might have fuckin’ bit down on my dick, i was so terrified. when you left i finished and ran for my fuckin’ life. that was all that happened.”

you stare back at him with vague disgust and more than a little confusion. your gorgeous best friend, who women had worshipped and fawned over since high school and until this very day, who had so openly just described getting a blow job in a bedroom at a party to you, was still a virgin, too?

“but you’ve had girlfriends.

“and you’ve had boyfriends.”

you let out a long, slow exhale. he’s watching you intently, laid back on the couch so casually it’s almost annoying. he just doesn’t want to give away how eager he is, how fucking fast his heart is racing at the possibility of what could unfold in the next few moments. the air in the room seems to buzz with electricity, heavy tension from the confessions you'd both just made waits to be broken.

you clear your throat, “have you ever felt like you just wanna do it and be done with it?"

he nods, "'course i have."

"me too," you admit, suddenly having trouble meeting his piercing stare. "maybe... i guess, we could help each other get it out of the way? y’know, do it with someone we know and trust?"

“yeah?” a cheshire cat smile spreads across kuroo's face. “do you trust me that much?”

“you know i do, idiot,” it comes out softer than you expect. you really do trust him more than anyone. if you were going to lose your virginity like this, there was no one who made more sense than kuroo.

"okay then." he starts to move toward you so slowly you almost don’t realize it's happening until he’s right in front of you, face inches from yours.

“are we really gonna kiss?” you ask suddenly and you both burst into a fit of giggles.

“it'll probably be fun, right?” he nudges your shoulder reassuringly. “like, what the fuck do we do together that isn’t fun?” you nod enthusiastically and agree, “it’ll be fun.”

kuroo takes your face in his hands, both of you fighting hard to keep straight faces. “count me down,” he says firmly, face tight. you let a laugh slip, “sorry. okay, ready. 3… 2… 1… go.”

he pulls your face to his, and you feel the soft press of his full lips against yours. your brain no longer wants to laugh about the idea of kissing kuroo because holy fucking shit you were actually kissing kuroo.

his lips twitch, unsure if he should move his mouth and deepen the kiss or not. you decide for him, experimentally swiping your tongue along the seam of his lips. they part easily, his tongue sliding out to meet yours and before you know it, he’s pulling you onto his lap so the two of you can make out.

you decide that he's a good kisser. a great kisser, even. his soft lips move fluidly against yours, his tongue in your mouth makes your head spin.

“we should’ve started doing this a long time ago,” he mumbles between kisses, making you laugh. “we wouldn’t have had to sit through so many awful movies.”

“well, you live and you learn," you deadpan, making him laugh. an intrusive thought begs you to try kissing down kuroo's throat. you pull away from the kiss to suck a mark just below his jaw and he grunts, the sound coming from deep in his chest. “good?” you smile at him triumphantly. “yeah, here...” he tips your head to the side with his large hands, so that he can to do the same thing on your neck. “ooohhh,” you mewl. “good. yeah. very good.”

as kuroo continues to mark up the soft skin of your throat, you grind your hips down into his lap without thinking. “oh, getting right to it, huh?” he teases. before you can reply he lifts his own hips up to meet yours. the pressure makes you whine, especially when you feel the hard length beneath his sweatpants press right against your sensitive cunt.

“you know i’ve gotten head before,” he says in your ear. “but what’s the farthest you’ve ever gone?”

you tense, tightening your grip just a little where your hands are placed on his shoulders. “are you gonna make fun of me if i tell you?”

he shakes his head. his eyes are warm and genuine as they look back into yours.

“just kissing.”

“oh, that's fucking awesome."

you can tell he really means it. the reaction surprises you at first but you start to understand as soon as he’s peeling your shorts down and ghosting his fingertips over your panties.

the growing patch of wetness on the fabric makes his heart swell with pride. he’s having this effect on you. he’s doing this.

“so i’m the first guy to touch you like this?” he asks breathlessly. you nod, face showing clear signs of nervousness. “if you want to stop we can stop,” he says firmly. you shake your head, “n-no, i'm okay. keep going. please.”

with a look of unparalleled joy on his face, kuroo tugs down your underwear. he runs his middle and ring fingers up and down between your soaked folds, being as delicate and respectful as if he were touching a priceless museum artifact. bringing his fingers up to his face, he gawks at the way the coated digits glisten.

“fuck, that’s really fuckin’ hot,” he breaths. “you’re so wet.”

he traces down your slit again, experimentally allowing his middle finger to gently prod at your clenching hole. watching your face for a reaction, he sinks the finger inside you to the knuckle. you whimper, hips pressing down toward his hand. he adds his ring finger so there are two long, callused fingers settled snugly in your pussy.

there’s a slight stretch, but not to the point of being uncomfortable. it’s a fuller feeling than when you’ve done this yourself, your own fingers not quite the size of a massive volleyball player’s.

he starts to pump his fingers in and out, slowly at first, feeling how the soft walls of muscle contract around his digits as they move. kuroo can’t take his eyes off your cunt sucking his fingers in so hungrily, squelching like a fucking porn video.

“does that feel okay?” he asks, despite the way you’re clearly rolling your hips along with the thrust of his fingers. “mhmmm,” you nod, leaning in to kiss him again. as you’re licking into his mouth, your hand closes around his wrist. he bubbles with anticipation as you pull his hand higher, his fingers sliding out of you and coming to rest on your clit. he feels so stupid for not thinking about that himself.

now that you’ve shown him where you need him, he takes charge again. he uses the wetness that’s coating his fingers as lubrication and circles the nubs with his fingertips, applying a gentle pressure. the way you start to whimper and whine, he’s thinking he might be doing something right.

a moment later, kuroo decides to stuff his fingers back inside you and work your clit with his thumb. with both together, you’re trying desperately to muffle your moans by burying your face in kuroo’s shoulder. “tetsuro…” you whine, breath hot against his neck.

“please say my name like that again, holy shit,” he begs, fingers speeding up their ministrations reflexively. you do, starting to repeat it over and over as he continues to bring you closer to your first orgasm brought about by someone else. your fingernails dig into his t-shirt, you cling to him tightly. your legs struggle to hold you up, shaking as you finally release, cumming around his pumping fingers.

kuroo mumbles an impressed “fuck” under his breath. he can’t help but imagine what this feeling— of your tight little hole fluttering as you reach your high— might feel like if it were wrapped around his cock. while he’s lost in those thoughts, you have to reach down to stop his still moving hand as the stimulation on your clit becomes too much.

“wow, i…” you try to make a complete sentence that doesn’t sound embarrassing.

“you came,” he finishes for you.

you hide your face in his shoulder, blushing at how casually he says it, “that’s just too weird like, why would i tell you that i came?”

“because i’m the one who made you cum!” he says, throwing his head back to laugh.

you cover his mouth with your hand, “i just don’t like the word, okay?!”

he smiles into your hand, leaving a soft kiss in your palm before removing it from his face. he keeps your hand in his, though. “did you like the feeling at least?” he asks, tone a bit more serious. you can’t hide your smile as you nod back at him, “yeah, that part was great. why are you so good at that?”

he shrugs, “watching porn, maybe.”

you roll your eyes, shaking your head in the hopes of shaking the words from your memory while he just laughs again.

kuroo takes your hips in his hands and gingerly lifts you off his lap. "come on," he stands up and offers his hand.

you let him lead you to his bedroom. anticipation is building in your stomach, the fire of arousal already reigniting.

kuroo tugs you closer, kissing you beside his bed. "you still want to do this?" he asks.

you nod, "i really do."

he smiles against your lips as he leans in to kiss you again, a new hunger behind it. you can hardly think with the way his tongue slips back into your mouth, large hands spreading wide across your back.

you slide your hands up under his shirt and the muscles of his stomach tighten. "tickles," he says softly, making you giggle. he lets you pull his shirt up over his head and take in the view for a few blessed moments.

you'd seen him without his shirt on before, of course. like most of the boys you knew who played sports, when he got sweaty, he took his shirt off. you actually felt like the appearance of his chiseled body was quite familiar to you. but in this context, it was so different. this wasn't after a volleyball game or at a pool party. from the way his breath hitched as you ran your hands down his chest, you knew that he was thinking the same thing.

kuroo's fingers fumble at the hem of your shirt next. "can i...?" he asks politely. you raise your arms to help him and he lifts your shirt off in one easy motion.

while his body was fairly familiar, nothing could have prepared kuroo for seeing yours. "you're beautiful," the words slip out before he can stop them. and why should he, really? you do look beautiful with your smooth skin and doe eyed innocence. he's drinking in the sight of you standing in front of him in your bra and ruined panties with wide eyes, glancing over the swell of your breasts, the way your hair falls on your bare shoulders. somehow his dick gets even harder.

you're sure you're blushing from the way your best friend's eyes are roaming across every inch of your skin. you're beautiful. had he meant that? was it just the heat of the moment, or one friend trying to reassure another?

whatever it was, it made you feel good– empowered. you reach behind your back and unhook the clasp of your bra. pulling your arms out of the straps you let the garment fall to your feet. "fuck," he hisses out, wasting no time in cupping your tits in his hands, giving them a rough squeeze. fingers toy with your nipples. he gives them each a pinch and you whimper. "i love getting a sound like that out of you," he admits, eyes darkening as he peers down at you. to further his point, he pinches again, slightly harder. you whine, hands flying up to grip his wrists. it's not too much, though, just surprising how the small gesture has sent such a flood of heat to your cunt.

kuroo sits at the edge of his bed, pulling you to stand between his legs. now that he's sitting he's at the perfect height to capture one of your pert nipples into his mouth. "oh, my god," you keen, grabbing a fistful of hair at the back of his head. "that's so nice. fuck, tetsu." you swear you can feel him smiling smugly.

he switches sides, suckling with his eyes closed, looking completely enthralled in the task. one hand remains on your breast while his other hand gropes at a handful of your ass.

"tetsuro," you whimper, running a hand through his dark locks. he releases your nipple and looks up at your with expectant eyes.

"let's have sex. please."

you yelp as he tugs you down onto the mattress and stands over you next to the bed. he unzips his dark jeans, sliding them down his legs and kicking them away. your eyes immediately lock onto the impressive member that's straining against his grey boxers. he climbs on the bed, straddling you.

you reach for him greedily, palming him through his boxers. he tries to stifle a groan at the contact, at the sight of your small hand holding his hot length. he twitches in your grip, the small wet spot on his underwear where he's leaking precum growing a bit.

you tug down the front of his boxers. kuroo tenses as the air hits his sensitive cock, and lets out a low groan when he sees how eagerly you're eyeing his length.

"it's so big," you mumble in awe. looking up at him, he sees a flash of desire in your eyes.

"how would you know?" he teases, holding your chin delicately.

"i just do," you smirk back at him.

his cock is big, there’s no doubt about that. and while he's correct that your frame of reference is not the most extensive, looking at the way his cock falls from his boxers unable to stand up erect under its own weight coupled with the pulsing veins running up the underside and his heavy balls, you know he must be objectively large.

kuroo's painfully hard now. you don't even realize the effect you're having on him, but every little thing you do is making his need to be inside you grow.

he hooks his fingers into your panties and looks up to you for approval which you give in the form of a giggle and a nod. you lift your hips a little so he can drag the underwear down your legs and drop them on the floor.

"will you..." he begins slowly. "you should spread your legs, okay?"

you let your legs fall open for him and he swears his heart nearly stops beating. the sight of your pussy lips spreading open for him, at his command, makes him feel lightheaded.

he feels like looking at you this way is illegal, like it's against the law to see you spread out for him, your cunt and the insides of your thighs so lewdly glistening with your arousal from when he'd fucked you with his fingers.

desire is eating away at kuroo's sanity. he wonders if he could cum untouched just from the sight of your pussy, your heavy tits, and the innocent little look on your face on his sheets.

"where'd you go?" you ask in a small voice, reaching a hand out. he takes it gladly, bending to kiss you softly.

"you're driving me crazy," he admits, earning a chuckle from you. "you have no idea how fucking sexy you look on my bed like this."

"you don't look too bad yourself."

as you kiss, he fists his cock, pumping it a few times. he reaches for the drawer of his bedside table and rifles through the contents for a condom. you raise an eyebrow at him. "i had girlfriends," he explains sheepishly. "i thought i should at least be prepared just in case." you throw your head back and laugh, secretly very thankful that he never had a use for the condoms until now.

he rolls it on and positions himself between your legs, one hand guiding his cock, the other still holding your hand tightly.

"are you ready?"

you nod, "are you?" he nods back. you share a reassuring look before his attention is between your thighs.

the moment you feel the hot tip of his cock against your folds you suck in a sharp breath. kuroo squeezes your hand and his flushed cockhead breaches your entrance. you yelp, the stretch exponentially more intense than when it was his fingers. he’s only got his head in you before he pauses and looks into your face. “are you okay? 's so fuckin tight." you nod and he continues pressing in.

when he’s fully sheathed inside you, you sigh out a big breathe. the fullness feels like nothing you’ve ever experienced, like you’re splitting open at the seams. and kuroo, your best friend in the world, is seated there between your legs, holding your hand and watching you with great concern to make sure you’re alright. granted, it’s his cock you’re wrapped around, that's making your head spin and your pussy ache, but he’s doing everything he can do make sure it isn’t too much for you.

he plants one hand beside your head, the other settling at your waist. his thumb rubs soothing circles on your hip, eyes still fixed on yours, waiting for your discomfort to pass. “when you’re ready, i’ll move,” he says evenly. you suddenly remember that it’s his first time, too. "how does it feel for you?" you manage.

"un-fucking-believable."

his cock is buried deep inside you and that feeling alone– of your walls clenching around him– is almost enough to make him cum. he’s doing a hell of a lot of mental work to restrain himself from desperately pounding into you and chasing his high.

“you can move,” you tell him after a few moments, bracing yourself by tightly gripping his wrist next to your head. “i’ll go slow,” he soothes, sliding his cock almost all the way out before pressing right back in. you cry out at the sensation of him filling you so completely every time his hips meet yours. the tip of his cock is reaching so deep inside you, you’re nearly seeing stars.

but moving helps the pain melt away, and you choke out a moan as it starts to feel fucking good.

“go a little faster,” you blurt and his eyes snap to yours. “please. if you can.”

“are you sure?”

“pleeeaaase, tetsuro,” you whimper, lifting your hips to meet his. “i can handle it. more.”

kuroo lets out a low groan. something about your drawn out please, the way his name sounds coming out of your mouth while he’s stuffed inside you, it drives him fucking insane.

every ounce of his willpower is being spent on trying not to cum. it feels amazing— fucking euphoric— and it has from the moment he was inside you. but now, thrusting into your sopping hole, he doesn’t want it to end by cumming too soon.

you're not making it easy, though. you're clenching down on his cock, jerking your hips around, making some of the most salacious noises he's ever heard. but you asked him to fuck you faster and who the hell is he to deny you??

he leans forward a bit, angling his hips a slightly different way. you nearly scream, "OH FUCK!"

at first he's afraid he's hurt you, his hips stop completely. "don't fucking stop!" you beg, looking up at him with wild eyes. "that spot was... fuck, just do it again, oh my god."

he tries again, earning the same reaction. it's going straight to his head, "you like that, yeah? how do i feel inside you?"

"shit, so fucking good," you're almost in tears. "please don't stop. oh my god. i think i'm gonna..."

he hopes you will. for good measure, he presses his thumb to your clit and starts rubbing frantic circles onto the little bundle of nerves. almost immediately, you cry out, the knot in your stomach becoming a wave of white hot pleasure that courses through your entire body. your orgasm has you squeezing around him so tightly he can barely move. kuroo can't hold it back anymore. with one last thrust, he fills the condom, buried deep within your walls.

kuroo pulls out, the sudden loss of fullness making you suck in a sharp breath. he disposes of the condom and returns to the bed. suddenly, you're wrapped up in his strong arms, being held tightly to his chest. you feel so good, like your whole body is tingling. and the way kuroo is holding you is making your cheeks heat up.

"you okay?" he asks, stroking your hair softly. you nod and look up at him, "you were right. that was fuckin' fun."

he laughs his booming hyena laugh and gives you a squeeze. "it was, wasn't it?!" you feel his lips press to your forehead.

"do you think it's gonna be different now?" you ask, voice barely above a whisper. "for us?"

earlier in the night, kuroo had promised himself that he would do everything in his power to make it not weird after. to make it so that the two of you can be totally normal after everything that happened tonight. but now he feels a bit stupid about that. something monumental had shifted that couldn't be ignored. he was holding you in his arms, lying in his bed completely naked after having done the most intimate thing the two of you could have done.

"i dunno," he frowns. "i really wanted us to be able to go back to normal after this but... i think it will be different." you reach for his hand, interlocking your fingers together. he looks up to see that you're smiling. "this can just be our new normal. would that be okay?" kuroo has never said yes to anything so fast in his life.

[matryosika]

Highway to Heaven

pairing – minho x reader

word count – 3.2 k

warnings – mentions of posessiveness and jealousy, public/car sex, exhibitionism, dirty talk, female masturbation, unprotected sex and creampie

note – this was a request for pretzel anon! i must admit i tried to write this several times, moving from idea to idea but i was never satisfied with my previous drabbles for this request so i just finished this one todaym i don't know if this was exactly what you had in mind but i really hope you like it and enjoy it! i'm sorry for taking too long though. also, if you are new here please do keep in mind that english is not my first language so i apologize in advance for any mistakes made. i've also haven't read this one so i will try to fix any grammar mistakes later!

as soon as you got his text message, you knew you had fucked up big time. and if looks could kill, you would’ve been already dead. 

[lee minho, 21:36 p.m] if i were you, i would've think this whole thing through

you swallowed hard once again, carefully locking your phone to prevent people from reading the messages your "friend" had sent you during the whole dinner. you nodded once again at seungmin's conversation and gave him a soft smile, trying to distract yourself from minho's cold gaze.

"do you have any plans on saturday, y/n?" seungmin bluntly asked you, capturing the attention of changbin, hyunjin and, of course, minho.

needless to say, your phone vibrated again almost immediately.

[lee minho, 21:38] you are going to be busy

you read his message but chose to ignore it, thinking about the possibility of having a date that weekend. a real and public date, unlike minho.

"i think i’ll just stay at home" you replied, giving him the brightest smile you could pull. he smiled back, his shining half-lidded eyes making you feel some type of way. 

"i was thinking that you could come over to the dorms and we could watch a movie or two, i have a list of movies i've been wanting to watch but i haven't been able to" the black-haired reply, eagerly eating from the dish in front of him.

"that sounds like a plan to me" you cooed, focusing your eyes on seungmin in an attempt to avoid any eye-contact with minho, who was sitting right in front of the both of you.

“it’s a plan then” he smiled again and carried on with the chat, changbin and hyunjin joining again to talk and joke about their most recent dance practice they had. you listened carefully to their conversation, laughing every time they laughed and answering questions that arose, but your mind was definitely somewhere else.

or with someone else.

minho, who had barely touched his food throughout the night, was completely quiet. his gaze was fixed on the dish in front of him, avoiding participating in the conversation.

“hyung, is everything alright?” hyunjin asked, oblivious of the tension between you and him.

“i am feeling tired” he mumbled, a straight-up answer to avoid being questioned any further but said with a soft tone that wouldn’t make them think he was angry or upset about something.

“yeah, today was a rough day” changbin replied, both of his arms crossed in front of his chest as he laid back his whole body on his seat..

“talking about rough days,” you interrupted, grabbing your purse and cell phone “tomorrow i have to work the full shift since one of my co-workers called in sick today, so i better get going now”.

seungmin glanced at you with a pouty look “you are not going to join us at the karaoke later?”.

“i wish i could,” you replied, taking out your wallet to pay for your food, “but i have to wake up really early tomorrow and i can’t afford to stay awake too late”.

“oh, don’t worry” seungmin mumbled, handing you the bill you just pulled out “i got this”.

“are you sure?” you asked, a faint smile appearing on your face again.

“only if your bring the snacks this weekend” he joked, returning the smile.

“i’ll keep that in mind” you said as you packed your bag, pulling out the keys to your car “you really like those spicy snacks right, the ones with the yellow bag?”

he nodded and you proceeded to say your goodbyes, thinking that you were finally getting to breathe after the uncomfortable dinner you had experienced.

but you were far from right.

“actually, y/n,” minho added, getting the attention of almost everyone at the table “could you drive me to the dorms?”

you looked at seungmin and then at him. apparently, the rest of the members were attending a karaoke later that night to celebrate that they finally completed all their rehearsals for their latest choreography but minho, lying about feeling tired, had the perfect alibi to avoid attending.

“uh, i-” you wanted to say no, and you tried really hard to look for a credible excuse to prevent yourself from being trapped in a car with him for at least 25 minutes but, at the same time, you felt the need to talk with him. “sure, the dorms are on the way to my apartment”.

minho got up from his seat, said his goodbyes and left the restaurant with you, apologizing to the rest of the members and promising them that the next celebration was going to be on him. seungmin gave you a faint kiss on your cheek and told you that he would keep in touch with you throughout the week to plan your weekend. you offered him one last smile and left the place, feeling the tension crushing your shoulders and back as minho walked behind you.

“you read my messages,” he mumbled, walking fast to match your own pace “and yet you still agreed to hang out with seungmin this weekend”.

“you are not my boyfriend, minho” you replied with slight annoyance in your tone, your eyes traveling around the parking lot looking for your car “we are just friends, you said it yourself”.

“so you want to date seungmin?” he asked, his question coming out a little bit more frustrated than he intended to.

“what if i want? it’s not like you own me” you answered back, trying to rush your steps to leave the parking lot “and you definitely shouldn’t have a problem with that because i’m only a friend to you, right?”

before you could even open the driver’s door, his body locked yours against your car, the warmth of his skin sending shivers to your spine “are you doing this to piss me off?”

“god, minho” you swallowed hard, rolling your eyes in a mocking manner “you are not as important as you think you are”.

“do you like him?” he bluntly inquired, the jealousy in his voice becoming way too obvious for him to try and hide it “do you like him more than you like me?”.

“at least he doesn’t treat me like some sort of secret,” you said back trying to dodge his question, your heartbeats getting louder by the minute “unlike you”.

“so you want to be shown off?” he questioned, his body pressing against yours and creating a scene that was definitely not meant to be done in public “is that so? you want me to show you off?”

“don’t forget where you are standing,” you whispered, trying to remind him and yourself that you were in a parking lot not so far from the rest of the members and they could walk into the both of you at any minute “let’s not do that here”.

“but wouldn’t it be nice if they saw us together?” he teased, his hands gripping your hips trying to get rid of any distance between you and him. “i bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

you licked your lips as your eyes fixed on him, his fragrance flooding your senses and making you unable to think coherently “i’m not joking, they could catch us”.

“i’m not kidding either” he replied, his tilted face approaching your lips as he kissed on them slightly, both of your hands unconsciously traveling to his chest in an attempt to separate him from you. “if you don’t like being a secret then i’m willing to show everyone how good you are for me”.

“you are completely twisted” you whispered, your hands that were once pushing his chest further away from you were now resting around his neck, trying to get him closer.

“get in the back of the car”.

without asking any more questions or saying any more words, you did as you were told. you hated him for being the way he was, but you hated yourself even more for having him as your biggest weakness, following every order and command he gave you.

the distance between your car and the restaurant wasn’t much, so the danger of being caught by them (or by any person, for that matter) was imminent, but once he got into the car and started hungrily attacking your lips you understood that he didn’t care at all. 

“why don’t we,” you panted, your back arching against him every time his teeth gripped the soft skin on your neck “why don’t we take this to the dorms instead?”

“but don’t you want me to brag about you?” he pouted, his hands guiding your whole body to sit on top of him “i want to make you mine right here, right now”.

you moaned at his words, the sound getting caught in his lips as he devoured yours. your hips grinded against his lap almost unwittingly, your clothed core aching for more friction as your arms reached his shoulders for support.

“i despise you” you moaned, feeling how his hands pushed your body against him even more, his growing bulge stimulating your core every time you rolled your hips on top of him.

“yet here you are” he groaned, his chest moving frantically as his breathing got louder “willing to let me fuck whenever I please”.

your lips traveled all the way to his neck, peppering soft kisses and biting him slightly, the sinful noises coming out of his mouth being music to your ears.

“do you really think that he is going to be capable of making you feel like i do?” he groaned, trying hard to repress his moans as you attacked his neck. you couldn’t help but whimper at his words, his possessive and jealous side never failed to make you needier for his touch. “even if you don’t want to admit it, i’ve owned you since the first time i made you mine”.

your hands traveled desperately over his chest and shoulders, your hips sloppily bucking against his body with absolutely no rhythm. “they are going to leave the restaurant any time now” you hissed, feeling his lips dragging across your cleavage.

“don’t act like the possibility of being caught doesn’t turn you on, princess” one of his hands reached the end of your dress and pulled it slowly, his digits finding your underwear completely soaked in a matter of seconds. “see?,” he questioned, his digits tracing your clothed slit “i bet you had been this wet since we were at the restaurant”.

you sighed profoundly as your eyes found his in the middle of the dark, your hips jerking against the palm of his hand as a way of begging for his touch.

“why don’t you call seungmin, huh?” he teased, his digits grazing against the wet fabric of your underwear “see if he can give you what you need”.

“are you really going to pull that on me?” you grunted in frustration, the tension on your lower back begging to be freed. 

“you really think you deserve to be touched?” he scoffed with a hitching breath, “don’t think i didn’t notice how you were acting with him tonight”.

“awwwww” you hummed, licking your lips as you continued grinding against his fingers “so that’s why you were quiet the whole dinner? because you were jealous?”.

“i simply don’t like other people enjoying what is mine” he murmured, his digits now giving the slightest friction to your clothed core “but you often seem to forget who owns you”.

with gracefulness, his hand pushed your panties to the side leaving your core almost completely exposed on top of him, his digits getting coated with your own arousal as he teased your entrance “let me remind you”.

you moaned once again when you felt one of his fingers stretching your tight cunt, minho letting out a growl when he felt your warm walls clenching around his digit “you are always ready to take me, hm?”

your head rolled back as he pounded his finger inside you, adding a second one along the way. you wouldn’t admit it out loud, but the fear of getting caught mixed with the arousal minho was providing you felt heavenly. even though you were with minho, you couldn’t help to think about seungmin and the rest of the members while he touched you, your imagination flying around the lingering thought of being caught by all of them, their eyes fixed on how minho used you and pleasured you.

“take your dress off for me” he ordered without losing the pace on his fingers, your hips rolling against him every time his soft voice flooded your ears “i want people to see how gorgeous you truly are”.

you were already too deep into the moment to stop and think about the decision you had to make so, naturally, your now mindless body followed his command, unbuttoning the front of your dress and staying only in the pink underwear you had decided to wear that day. “good girl,” he mumbled, his available hand pulling down your top underwear to expose your breasts “so obedient”.

he leaned on to capture on of your hardened buds, licking and sucking on it slightly and making him moan every time you clenched around his digits due to the sensation. even though you were completely immersed into his touch, your eyes traveled to the car’s window every once in a while to make sure that the parking lot was still empty.

“i don’t think i will last long” you admitted, one of your hands rubbing your clit in circular motions as minho kept on fucking your pussy with his fingers “fuck”.

“look at you,” the dark-haired mumble, the pace of his fingers slowly increasing as your thighs started to tremble on his lap “i've only started using my fingers and you're already shaking”.

you fucked yourself desperately on his fingers, moaning and whining every time his lips dragged across your breasts and neck. the knot in your stomach was already threatening to come undone at any point, and the fear of being caught was completely replaced with excitement.

you wanted to get caught.

you needed for someone to see how good minho made you feel, how desperate you looked on top of him trying to chase your high with just his fingers, and how pathetic you sounded every time he made you whine and moan.

“don’t hold back” he groaned, feeling how aggressively your walls starting to clench around him “i want to know how good i’m making you feel”. you moaned his name over and over again, your half-lidded eyes fixed on minho’s gaze as he admired the grimaces of pleasure on your face. he was probably right, no one could make you feel like he did.

“i’m cuming” you moaned, your whole body trying to keep on riding his fingers but trembling at the same time, the whines and cries leaving your lips sending a spark of electricity along minho’s body, his painfully hard bulge begging to be released. 

“keep on saying my name” he ordered, “i want you to get used to it, i want to hear you screaming my name every time you cum, even if i’m not there with you”.

your whole body fell down on him, your face hiding in the crook of his neck as you cried his name near his ear, minho’s skin completely covered in goosebumps at the feeling of your warm breath against your neck.

“it feels so fucking good” you cried before reaching the highest point of your orgasm, your hips slowly giving up as you tried to recover from the insane feeling “you always make me feel so fucking good”.

“don’t forget who you belong to” he sighed once his fingers stop pounding into you, both of them coated with your essence “don’t forget i’m the only one who can touch you like this”.

you nodded while you tried to catch your breath, droplets of sweat starting to form on your forehead and neck. however, as tired as you were, there was something you were still craving that night.

and you had been craving it ever since you were at the restaurant, thinking about how good it would feel to be completely filled by minho’s cock right then and there, your walls clenching around thin air while you managed to keep on talking with the rest of the members.

and as if minho was reading your mind, both of his hands pushed you away from his body to slightly pull down his clothes, not giving you any time to even recover from your previous orgasm. “you have no idea how bad i’ve been wanting to fuck you today” he murmured, the hand that was once inside your cunt now stroking slowly his cock, mixing your juices with his own pre-cum. “every time seungmin fixed his eyes on you, i felt the sudden urge to bend you over the table and just fuck you senseless in front of all of them”.

you sighed at his words, your sore thighs threatening to ache tomorrow morning but you were determined to bear the pain in order to feel him inside you again.

one of your hands held the base of his cock as your hips lined up with it, letting out a soft moan once you felt the stretch inside of your cunt. it felt good, minho’s cock filled you up just fine, grazing the sweet spots inside you. 

“your cock feels so good” you gasped, taking your time to let yourself adjust to it. you were still sensitive from your previous orgasm so the slightest bit of stimulation made you cry and whine almost instantly, your walls clenching around his length every second that passed by “you feel so good inside me, minho”.

he placed both of his hands on your hips, gripping them harshly as he guided your movements on his cock. “it always amazes me how wet you get for me” he moaned, licking his lips as he watched his cock get lost inside you “it doesn’t matter if we are alone or in a public space, you are always willing to have me inside you, isn’t that cute?”.

you bit your lower lip as you tried to repress your moans, knowing well that they would come out way louder than the previous one. with hard work, your thighs gave you some support for you to start riding his cock, moving your body up and down his length, occasionally moving your hips in circular motions earning a moan or two from him.

“you have always wanted to do this, don’t you?” you questioned with broken words “have you ever fantasized about fucking me in front of someone else?”

he let out a soft laugh followed by a groaned, the movements of your body sending him to the edge almost instantly. “you have no idea how many times i’ve fantasized about it” he admitted, the hot touch of his hands imprinting on your skin “the thought of someone else acknowledging how beautiful you look while i ruin you turns me on”.

you moaned his name again, your eyes appreciating the grimaces of pleasure on his face every time you moved against him “you are so fucking twisted”.

“and you are not?” he inquired, licking his lips and holding back his moans “letting me fuck you in a parking lot, getting half-naked in public just because i asked you so. that doesn’t make you as twisted as i am?”

your whole body fell against his again, your movements keeping the same pace as your mouth got closer to his ear “you made me this way”.

“that’s right” he moaned, both of his hands slightly lifting your body to start slamming his hips against yours, earning a painful whine out of you “i made you this way because you belong to me and only me”.

one thrust for each word, the pace on his hips was fast and sloppy, indicating that his release was getting closer and closer every time. you held tight to the back seat, your face hidden in the crook of his neck as he continued on slamming his cock into you.

“can you cum again on my cock?” he asked you with hitching breath.

“i will” you whined, feeling his harsh grip on your body “fuck, i can’t hold it”.

one of your hands that was resting on the backseat traveled to your throbbing clit, the slightest bit of stimulation making your whole body squirm under his touch.

“cum on me again” he ordered “cum on me again and tell me how good my cock feels inside you”.

it took you only a few seconds for the knot on your stomach to come undone again, moaning and whining his name just like he commanded you before.

“your cock feels so good, minho” you cried “no one can fill me up like you do”.

“it’s good that you know that” he groaned, moaning at the feeling of your hot walls clenching around him “because no one else is allowed to fuck you and touch you like this”.

you nodded eagerly against his neck, waves of pleasure traveling from your head to the tip of your toes. it didn’t take him long to reach his high too, releasing himself inside of your cunt and thrusting himself even deeper to make sure that you took him and his arousal completely. 

“have fun on your date” he panted, still trying to catch his breath “but at the end the day we both know you are going to end up in my bed, not his”

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hsjfhdhsh thank you writing for my request so well 🥺🥲 i'm just imagine cove hesitating wearing sweaters etc but he would look so cute wearing it jcjfjfhhNSJDJS 😭😭 i hope you don't mind but this is rather self-indulgent but can i ask some headcanons how cove will celebrate s/o's birthday? (*coughs* totally wasn't my birthday a week or so ago)

~ 🎃🍁🍂 the autumn anon

A/N: I’m so glad you loved the request! Cove in sweaters would definitely be an adorable sight to see 🥺 Also happy (extremely extremely) belated birthday!! I’m almost a year late, YIKES. Anyways, I hope it was amazing! :) ♡ This is written as if the whole day is free, i.e. your birthday is on the weekend during the school year, or during a break or day off. And final note! This takes place in Step 3 so I write ‘Terri’ instead of ‘Terry’.

CW(s): none

➸ Cove Holden

Cove ends up waking you up early, early enough to watch the sunrise at the beach. No matter the season, he asks you to come with him and leads your sleepy form to the beach. He lays out a large towel and, if it’s cold, he makes sure to wrap a blanket around the two of you.

After watching the sunrise, he most likely takes you to your favorite breakfast place to eat, insisting that he pay no matter how much you argue (if you argue) since it’s your birthday.

He’d most likely walk the storefronts with you, reminiscent of the summer of when you two first met.

“Oh look! A magician! Remember when we were kids and we saw one?” You said, pointing in the direction of the magician who had accumulated a small crown despite the time.

“Yeah, I remember.” Cove answered, chuckling a little to himself at your child-like excitement.

“Beware of the dolphin balloons he has, you never know what might happen…” You jokingly trailed off as if telling a horror story, reminding him of when his balloon popped as kids.

“Will you ever let me live that down? It wasn’t even my fault! It was just something that happened to me.”

“I will never let you forget our childhood memories. They’re very special to me.” You said in a joking manner despite the sincerity of your words.

“I never want to forget either.” Cove smiled, squeezing your hand in his and placing a small kiss on your forehead.

“Look, the pretzel stand is still here after all this time.” Cove pointed out.

“You want pretzels don’t you.” Cove bounced on his feet like a child, and you couldn’t help but smile and let out a small laugh at his excitement.

“We can get pretzels.” His eyes widen with glee as he walks faster to the pretzel stand, ordering and asking if you want anything. If you decide to get a pretzel too, he pays for the both of you, ignoring any possible protests.

You wander the storefronts, entering almost every store and roaming the aisles. If you find anything you like, Cove will buy it for you! If you argue, he’ll just say it’s part of your birthday present.

If there’s anything you’d like to do or anywhere local you'd like to go, he’ll gladly do it with you or drive you there!

At the end of the day, he drops you off at home When you enter your house, a large dinner party is ready to go! It’s not quite a surprise party, no one shouted ‘surprise’ as you walked in, but everyone looked at you with excitement. Miranda and Terri are there, hugging you as soon as they spot you, and Cliff gives you a small wave before engulfing you in his own hug. Everyone is wishing you a happy birthday, and soon you all sit down to eat. Your mom’s ended up cooking your favorite meal, and everyone sings Happy Birthday when the cake comes out.

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Can we get a funny fic where Pepa and Felix are making out and Antonio just walks in the room ❤️🙏🏾🙏🏾 ps. ( you are one of the best writers out there and don’t let anyone get in the way of that) From : anon

Aw??? Thank you??? Sounds like a cute prompt, let's go!"

"Mmm...morning mi sol. How come you didn't wake me up?"

For once, the entire Encanto just seemed to feel so...sleepy, making the kitchen free for an already awake Félix. He nodded at his wife as he added eggs to the stove.

"You looked so comfortable, I didn't want to bother you. I wasn't even going to get up, but I was hungry."

He felt Pepa look at him from behind. That was fair, he had walked down there without a shirt, and that was pretty much Pepa bait.

"What are you making?"

"Just eggs so far, gonna see what else is in the fridge. You hungry for anything?"

Pepa walked up behind him, letting her fingertips dance up his arm. You think that shit only wooed women? You'd be wrong.

"I definitely do see something I like~"

Félix chuckled, turning his head to meet his wife's lips. Those nails against his skin shouldn't have felt so good.

"Even after last night?"

"ESPECIALLY after last night. Hijole, who gave you the right to have a perfect mouth?"

Félix chuckled as they shared a kiss. And another. And another. Her tongue slipped past his lips, and she cupped his face to keep him still. Tongue rolling over his again and again, he was absolutely weak, right in her palms. He could feel the blush on his face as soon as he got to pull away for air.

"Damn mami, you're just relentless aren't you?"

She responded with another kiss, then another, chuckling right after she gently nipped at his bottom lip.

"You were so pushy last night, don't act innocent. I could bend you over and fuck you right now."

Her kisses were getting mean now. He was about ready to get on his knees for her and beg to make her feel good and use him-

"Mami?"

They both jumped upon hearing that voice. Pepa stepped away from him (when had her hand been in his pants??), turning to look at Antonio, who was still in his pajamas.

"Oh, mijo, you're awake! Do you want-"

"What were you guys doing?"

Pepa looked at Félix for help, and Félix had to swat away her little stress cloud over her head.

"We were doing what mamis and papis do when they're in love. They kiss."

"Did you eat chocolate today?"

Félix raised a brow at the weird question.

"Uh, no, why?"

"Then how come her tongue was in your mouth?"

And there was the stress lightning. Now kissing you could wave off to kids. But makeouts? Not so easy. He opened his mouth to speak, when he noticed Camilo and Dolores were standing there in their pajamas, snacking as they watched the scene like some movie. Camilo shrugged.

"Dolores told me what was going on- I had to see this train wreck. Go on. Explain to your son why you guys were totally snogging."

"What's snogging?"

Félix shot Camilo a warning glare, before kneeling down to Antonio.

"It's...like a different kind of kissing. It's how you show you care about someone, and in my case, it's how I show your mami that I love her."

"So...you snog people to show them you love them?"

"Yes."

Antonio thought about it, before squeaking in acceptance.

"Isabela must really love the girls in the village then-oh you guys have chocolate pretzels?! Can I have some?"

"S-sure, little man."

Camilo was about to lose his mind, Pepa was trying to absorb this situation, and Félix chuckled, shaking his head to get to the stove.

"Let's just have breakfast-and my eggs are burnt. Dammit."