#don't mind my whining 😂 sorry

[aleurain]

[werecreature-addicted]

i missed uuu, been waiting for this to be open again but hear me out, been thinking about this,

a werewolf girlie and her vampire lover… who really never thought of settling down before meeting her addicting pussy- i mean personality (lmao)… amidst their world breaking sex he proposes to her and it only drives them crazier and rougher… im sure u can make this idea an amazing story 😂😂 sorry babes, ignore it if it doesn’t make sense.

i hope life’s treating u well! bisous

" 'm gonna marry you- fuck- make you my pretty wife. mmm this pussy is all mine baby, gonna make it all fucking mine," You usually don't listen to the rambling nonsense your boyfriend spouts as he fucks you. Usually, it's just "You feel so tight" over and over again, but this time it's different.

"What did you say?" you ask, almost laughing, he doesn't look like he's joking though, his pale cheeks are flushed his eyes watering with over stimulation, he's already cum twice but he just can't stop fucking you, it's too good to stop.

"I said I'm going to marry you- mm fuck gonna make you my wife," he whines before lowering his mouth and biting your neck, you cry out in surprise as you feel the skin break, his rough tongue lapping at your blood. you growl and dig your claws into his hips, he knows what it does to you when he bites your neck, usually, he feeds from your wrists or your thighs, but clearly, he's in a mood tonight.

"I thought you said you just wanted something casual," you groan when you first started seeing each other he'd insisted on something no strings attached. you still weren't officially dating, but you'd become more than just fuck buddies.

"Changed my mind- best pussy I've felt in 200 years, I can't let you go. you're mine- my, what's the fucking word you mutts use? My mate?" he's only half teasing, he really does want to keep you as his, forever if you'll let him.

You growl and flip him around, pinning him down on the bed, his poor throbbing cock still deep inside you. you hold his wrists down and hold him there for a while, using all of his inhuman strength still isn't enough, to buck you off, or even to fuck himself up into you.

"I'm going to make you regret saying that, pretty boy," you say and this time it's your turn to sink your teeth into the side of his neck.

[redr0sewrites]

If you desire 😂 please do a Fic of Reader rarely shaving their legs and Lucifer finding out from their first time (sex) or better yet what would Adam think? (I don’t think he’d care since the concept of shaving wasn’t a thing then but still) also I’m sorry I scarred you with the knowledge of bee movie fanfiction 😭💜

AKSJDJEJ DWWW THE FIC MAY BE TRAUMATIZING BUT ITS NOT THE WORST IVE HEARD OF LMAO- also i kinda combined the idea of like not shaving ur legs and also not shaving in general, so it's basically how they'd react to a reader who doesn't shave

🥀Cw: smut, fluff, slight crack, adam being adam (he slaps ur ass)

🥀minors dni

Lucifer

lucifer is def the type to not care at all whether or not you shave, hes such a sweetheart and loves u regardless of your bodily choices

he made a mental note of it the first time he saw it, but didn't mention it because he didn't want to make you embarrassed

if you bring it up, hes quick to reassure you that he doesn't care! its your body, so the choice is ultimately yours

lucifer also doesn't care about body hair when hes giving you oral, he'll go down on you whether you're clean shaven or not shaven at all

in his mind you're perfect in every way, nothing about your body could ever turn him off tbh

soft pants and whines filled the room as lucifer nipped at your collarbone, trailing kisses lower and lower down your body. he fiddled with the hem of your shirt, slowly assisting you in pulling it over your head. lucifer started at you for a second, speechless at the sight of you. "my dear, you truly are divine~" he murmured, pressing kisses to your chest that trailed lower down to your navel. his lips trailed low, slowly and sensually kissing your stomach, so close to where you wanted to feel him. lucifer's sinful lips brushed over the tip of your happy trail that was exposed from your pants, and he pressed a lazy kiss to the area. your hips jerked slightly in response, grinding into his touch. slowly, his hands crept up to the waistline of your pants, his eyes looking up to see if you were okay. "wait," you whispered into the darkness, and he immediately paused. "luci, i haven't shaved.." lucifer chuckled softly, still fiddling with the hem of your bottoms. his eyes flicked back down to your body, then returned to yours as he replied, "i don't mind, my love, whether or not you shave is completely up to you. every part of you deserves to be worshipped," he whispered smoothly, but added in a genuine tone, "if you truly want to stop, we can, my darli-" he was cut off by an insistent shake of your head as you began to slowly take of your pants. "i want to continue," you confessed, blushing as he smiled up at you. lucifer pulled your pants down and discarded them to the side, leaving you in only your undergarments. he hooked his fingers into the hem of your underwear, and met your eyes. you nodded, and he slowly pealed away the barrier between him and your aching sex. he stared at you, entranced and intoxicated with lust as he rubbed soothing circles into your thigh. "beautiful," he whispered huskily, leaning in to press a kiss to your inner thigh. lucifer's hot breath fanned against your aching sex and you whined at the sensational. he licked a stripe up your inner thigh, and you burrowed your hands into his hair. you were in for a long night...

Adam

this man rarely shaves either, so he isn't one to judge tbh

if adam found out during sex that you don't shave he would not care, especially since shaving was not a thing when he was created- if he's attracted to you, you're body hair isn't going to change his opinion of you at all

when it comes to your body hair, he doesn't have a huge opinion or preference, i actually think he would enjoy having a partner with body hair

while he can have a misogynistic side, if you're fem, he would understand that you're body is your choice and i def don't think hes the type to try and enforce any opinions on you when it comes to your body

adam may ask a few (stupid) questions about it but all in all i think he just wouldn't really care either way

you matter more to him than just your body, and whatever choices you make with your body are attractive to him simply because you made the choice

adam's helmet crashed to the floor as he tore it off his head, his hips grinding into yours as you moan, and he pushed you down against the bed with ease. his wings spread above you two, and the flapping motion made you shudder as a rush of cold air fills the room. adam smirks, and you pull him down into a sloppy kiss. his hands begin to work at both your guys' clothes, removing layers until you were left in just your pants and undergarments. all the while, a battle of teeth and tongue occurred as both of your mouths' clashed together in a sloppy, needy kiss. as adam begins to remove your pants, you paused, pulling away as you gasp for breath. "wait- adam, i haven't shaved," you gasped out, chest heaving and face flushed with lust. "do ya really think i care about shit like that babe? i mean, i'm the ORIGINAL dick after all, i can handle some hair~" adam smirked cheekily, and you grumbled at his cockiness. yet assisted him in removing your undergarments. adam groaned, cursing under his breath at the sight of you. "fuck, all this f'me, huh doll? you're so fucking hot," he whispered, ogling your exposed sex and giving your ass an appreciative smack. you moaned, shuddering at the sudden contact and he chuckled. "ya like that, huh? well, theres more where that came from, sugar tits~"

i haven't written graphic smut in a minute and it shows 💀 i tried to make it as gender neutral as possible but ITS SO HARD TO WRITE GN SMUTTTTTT 😭 anyways yall hope u enjoyed!!!! this was sm fun to writeee hehe

[archangeldyke-all]

My girlfriend spent all of yesterday mad as hell at me because I left her for another woman while she was stuck in a coma for years IN HER DREAM and I let this woman become the step mother to our children. We don’t even have kids yet and this entire nightmare scenario was FAKE but I still spent all of yesterday making up for it LMAOO

I’ll do anything to make my girl happy….no matter how ridiculous. How about Sevika getting mad at Reader for the same thing and Reader spends the day making it up to Sevika?

From personal experience…flowers, lots of cuddles and kisses, and loving validation seem to do the trick! 😂

And good head

LMAOOOO i was reading this like 😦 until i read that it was a dream l;fajsdkfa;slkjd tell your girlfriend she's hilarious

men and minors dni

"wake the fuck up."

you snap awake, immedietly on guard and worried by the tone in your girlfriend's voice. your eyes fly around the room, looking for the issue. you can't find anything. "wha?" you ask, turning over to look at sevika.

oh shit. she looks pissed.

fuck. did you forget to take the garbage out last night?

"wha's wrong?" you ask, rubbing your eyes.

sevika smacks your shoulder, and you flop back down on bed from the force of it. "you fucking cheated on me!" she says.

you blink, still trying to wrap your just-awaken mind around her words. "i... did?" you ask, trying to remember the affair you've somehow forgotten.

"i was in a fucking coma! and you didn't just leave me-- you left me to become step-mommy for some bitch and her ugly ass kids!"

"what!?" you ask.

"in my dream, jackass!" sevika growls.

you sigh. ooooh. that makes so much more sense.

a little giggle slips out of you, and sevika frowns, and makes to leave the bed.

"wait, sev!" you squeal, scrambling after your girlfriend and hugging her waist. she huffs, but stays in bed as you try to get your giggles under control. "i'm sorry, baby." you say.

"sorry's not good enough!" sevika whines.

you laugh again. "i didn't even do anything!"

"yes you fucking did!"

"okay, okay." you say, holding your hands up in surrender. you gently rearrange your bodies so sevika's laying in your arms, scratching her head and pressing kisses to her scalp. "how can i make it up to you?" you ask.

sevika sighs against you. "you can't. i'm too hurt. i think we have to break up." she says.

"don't even fucking joke about that." you groan.

she huffs. "fine. make me breakfast?" she requests. you smile, then kiss her forehead.

"i can do that."

you assume that once you had sevika her breakfast, you'll be off the hook for dream-you's mistakes.

you're wrong.

when sevika brings you her empty plate to wash, you try to place a kiss on her cheek. she quickly dodges it.

"what the fuck!?" you squawk.

sevika shrugs. "no kisses for adulterers."

"i didn-- it was a dr-- you were in a coma!"

"oh, so you'd leave me if i was in a coma in real life?!"

you gulp-- she's got you. so, thinking on your feet, you reach forward, slide your hand under your girlfriend's shirt, and pinch her sensitive nipple.

she squeaks. you giggle. "b-babe, stop!" sevika whines.

"gimmie a kiss." you request, puckering your lips. sevika darts forward and kisses you, and you release her nipple. she huffs, one of her hands coming up to protectively cup her tit.

"you're an asshole."

"i'm your asshole. and i'll be your asshole until the day i die, even if you're in a coma." you promise her, pressing your foreheads together. sevika sighs softly, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of her lips, and relief floods your body at the sight.

finally-- she's over her dream.

wrong.

sevika spends the rest of the day pouting at you, getting you to do increasingly ridiclious chores and favors for her to prove your love.

you do each of her requests, of course. you could never say no to her puppy eyes. plus... you can see the real hurt under all the teasing. a cheating dream is a nightmare in its own right, and if the comfort sevika needs afterwards is you doting on her all day then so be it. you're happy to remind her how devoted you are to her.

so, you shove a plate of cut fruit into her hands at midday, refill her water bottle each time she asks.

you cover in kisses, sure to be even clingier than you usually are (which, according to jinx, is already at dangerous levels of disgusting), give her a nice long back massage after lunch.

you whip up one of her favorite meals for dinner, and put on her favorite of your panties for after dinner.

and, when you're both finally crawling into bed at the end of the night, you turn over on your side and smile at your girl.

"you still mad at me?" you ask.

sevika huffs. "no." she says. "'m gonna miss being spoiled though." she whispers. you snort.

"like i don't spoil you everyday anyways."

sevika smiles shyly, and then she shoots forward to bury herself in your arms.

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[mentally-a-slut]

Hellooo, like I said I would, I am here to send a request your way! I hope it's not too boring, but could I ask you to write for "My breath just made you quiver. Can you imagine what my tongue will do?" with Gale saying it to Tav/reader? (Yes I absolutely had his "practiced tongue" in mind when I wrote this-)

I'd like it with a female Tav, but you are free to change that up if you prefer. I am simply here for the wizard and your writing😂

Teehee, I've been waiting for this one! So sorry this took so long, my internet was out for a few hours and then it took me a while to gather the motivation to open my blog. This one is pretty short and kinda gets straight into the action, but it's the best I can do rn. I hope it's okay! Tysm for the request, and I hope you like it.

Summary: Tav finds out how practiced Gale's tongue really is.

Warnings: smut! oral (f!receiving), whiny Tav, kind of dom!Gale but not really, Gale is cocky, Tav gives brat vibes, she/her pronouns and name Tav used but I left it neutral so you can imagine her as anyone or as yourself, smut starts below the cut!

Rating: E

She hadn't planned for her day to end up this way, but she wasn't complaining.

Tav had started the day ready to face the adventures in store, prepared for anything. It had been tiring as usual, ruthless battles that seemed to pop up at every turn as their group traveled. They survived, miraculously, and made camp just as the sun set.

She had gone to see Gale to chat, just as she always did in the evenings. Tav made a routine of checking in on all of her companions at the end of each day, and she told herself that she didn't favor anyone. Which was of course, a blatant lie, as she always looked forward to her check-ins with the wizard the most.

She had saved him for last, wanting to end her day with a pleasant conversation with a handsome man. She wasn't sure exactly what she had said to steer the conversation into what was now their current situation, but decided to just accept her fortune.

Besides, it was far too difficult to coherently form thoughts when her favorite wizard was knelt between her legs, mouth hovering inches away from her throbbing cunt.

His warm breath brushed her clit, sending a jolt of arousal up her spine that spread through her whole body. Then, his hoarse voice murmured in a low tone, teasing her. "My breath just made you quiver. Can you imagine what my tongue will do?"

She stifled a whine at his words, glaring down at the man. "You talk too much."

Before he had time to retort, she dug her fingers into his long hair, pressing him forward. He, for once, took the hint, and finally flicked his tongue out against her dripping folds.

"Fuck!" Her fingers tightened in his hair as his tongue flattened against her, writhing teasingly around her entrance. He hummed in amusement, which only served to frustrate her more as the vibration intensified the pleasure.

With a quick flick of his tongue against her clit, he finally dove into her, togue exploring her soft insides greedily. Just as fast as it had started, it was over, and he suddenly pulled back. Tav whipped her head up to glare at him, where her eyes settled on his teasing smirk. "Be a good girl and ask nicely."

"Fuck that!"

His hands squeezed her thighs as he moved back, preparing to get up. "Well then, I guess you don't want this bad enough."

She gaped at him, scoffing as he moved away. Just as he was about to leave, she groaned, giving into his ploy. "Wait!"

He froze, raising an eyebrow at her. "Yes?"

She sighed, saying quietly: "Please."

He knelt down again, large hands returning to her spread thighs. "What was that?"

"You know what I said!"

He pulled away again slightly, and Tav frantically called to him. "Please! Please, Gale."

His smile was insufferable, eyes glinting with satisfaction and desire. "Good girl. Say it one more time?"

She opened her mouth to protest, but hesitated as she looked at him poised between her legs, his eyes flickering to her cunt, gaze filled with hunger. Her stomach tightened with even more arousal at his expression, seeing him so eager to please her. "Please. Please, I wanna feel your tongue- fuck!"

His tongue had returned to her immediately, caressing her fold with a newfound vigor. Her words failed her, his practiced movements rendering her to soft sighs and whines as he tasted her.

She gasped when his lips wrapped around her clit at the same time as a finger plunged into her, sending a wave of intense pleasure over her. He didn't hesitate, relentlessly assaulting her clit as he plunged his finger into her at a ruthless pace. Her brain had no time to catch up, blinded by the sheer pleasure of his movements.

Another fingers joined his first one, pace never faltering. His other hand held onto her thigh tightly, preventing her legs from clenching around him. Her muscles tensed as he continued his heavenly movements, stomach forming knots as his fingertips brushed against a spongy spot deep inside her.

She looked down at him when she felt a loss of sensation, his lips pulling away from her swollen clit. Her eyes met his darkened ones, and she couldn't help but moan as his fingers started making a come hither motion inside her, coaxing her impossibly close to her breaking point.

She felt his lips press soft kisses against the inside of her thigh as he sped up, his eyes transfixed on her fucked out expression. Tav struggled to keep her head upright, staring into his eyes as his fingertips pushed her over the edge, triggering her orgasm.

A string of curses fell from her lips, body trembling as he slowly coaxed her through it, but she managed to hold his gaze.

"Look at you, so pretty coming apart on my fingers. Such a good girl for me."

His low words of praise brought her back to earth, blurred vision focusing in on his darkened eyes. She barely even noticed as he carefully removed his fingers, whispering praise to her as he loved up to press his lips to hers.

Her mind was empty, only capable of think of him, of his fingers inside her, his lips melding perfectly with his, how his body felt pressed up against hers. She sighed into the kiss, reaching up to cradle his jaw. His kiss was slow and loving, yet held such desire.

She whined when he pulled back, pouting up at him. He chuckled, his hand squeezing her hip playfully. "Don't worry, love. There's plenty more where that came from."

[trueebeauty]

hellooooo 💟 if you don't mind, can i have a Sam x reader where you extremely sick and always seek for his affection by hugging him, crawling on his back like a koala, etc., although he acts like he is being annoyed, he actually hugs you back and carries you around the house 💕 (i don't know if i'm babying him too much, lol but please lemme live in my delusion that he is always a big softie baby when it comes to his s/o 😂)

thank you and enjoy your day 💝

-🐼 anon

SICK - samuel seo

- notes ; sorry this was in my drafts for a while T-T

You're curled up on the couch, a fortress of tissues surrounding you. Your head throbs, your throat burns, and every muscle aches.

Being sick is the worst, but having Samuel taking care of you almost makes up for it.

"Sammy," you croak, reaching out with grabby hands. He's in the kitchen, probably making you soup or tea.

He pokes his head around the corner, eyebrows raised. "What now?"

You pout, lower lip trembling. It's partly the fever, partly for effect. "I need hugs."

Samuel sighs dramatically, but he's already moving towards you. "You're going to get me sick too, you know."

"Then we can be sick together," you mumble, pulling him down. He lands with an 'oof', and you immediately drape yourself over him, arms around his waist, face buried in his chest.

"You're so clingy," he grumbles, but his fingers are combing through your hair, soothing the ache in your head.

After a while, he shifts. "I need to get your medicine."

"No," you whine, clinging tighter.

"It'll just take a second," Samuel insists, trying to pry your arms off.

You shake your head, wrapping your legs around him too. "Don't go."

"You're impossible," he huffs. "I'll be right back, shortass. You need your meds."

But you just pout harder, burying your face in his neck. Samuel lets out a long-suffering sigh. "Fine."

He stands up, and you expect him to detach you. Instead, he hoists you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist. "Hold on tight."

He carries you to the bathroom, one hand supporting your back while the other rummages through the medicine cabinet. "See? I told you it wouldn't take long."

You just hum contentedly, nuzzling into his shoulder.

Then he carries you back to the kitchen, gently setting you on the countertop. Your legs dangle, and you whimper at the loss of his warmth.

"Oh, hush," Samuel murmurs, his gruff tone betrayed by the softness in his eyes. He ladles soup into a bowl, then brings it and your pills over. "Open up, baby. Medicine first."

You make a face but obediently take the pills. Then he spoon-feeds you the soup, blowing on each spoonful to cool it. "There we go. Not so hard, right?"

You nod sleepily, the warmth of the soup and the effect of the medicine making your eyelids heavy. You reach out for him. "Bed, Sammy. Please?"

He gives you a look, somewhere between exasperated and fond. "You literally just got here. And you haven't finished your soup."

But you're already slumping forward, forehead resting on his chest. "Sleepy," you mumble.

"Unbelievable," Samuel mutters, but he's already scooping you up. He carries you to the bedroom, laying you down gently.

As he pulls the covers over you, you catch a smile on his lips, a real one, not his usual smirk.

[jeonjungkookenthusiast1997]

First Loves and Second Glances

Han Jisung is madly in love with his childhood best friend/roommate and has absolutely no way of telling her so he does what he thinks is best and pulls away from her. The pair end up having a movie night where all is revealed, changing the dynamics of their relationship forever.

This is my own work not a reblog, please do not repost or translate! This work of fiction is 18+ so minors DNI.

Content Warnings - childhood friends au, college au, roommates au, friends to lovers au, nipple play, vaginal fingering, pet names, cursing, oral sex (male receiving), body worship, very very light angst, porn with feelings

Word Count: 5,360 (I am seriously incapable of writing short fics, I'm so sorry 😂🙈)

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Y/L/N Y/N and Han Jisung have been roommates for what seems like forever and friends for even longer, first meeting when they were both wide eyed and chubby 5 years olds looking for a friend on the playground. They had stayed at each other's sides through every up and down life thrown their way, for every big life event and now they were living together while attending the same college. Y/N was studying War and World History while Han was of course studying Audio Production and Engineering, it had seemed like the obvious choice for them to live together while venturing out into the unknown.

The atmosphere is calm and quiet as they sit across from each other, Y/N reading an interesting book about Dokkaebi while Han stares blankly at the ceiling. Y/N looks up from her book to see Han with his arms outstretched and his body slumped over almost fully on the floor as he screeches loudly before locking eyes with the girl across from him "I'm bored!" He whines impatiently as his arms flop around making Y/N giggle under her breath "do something productive then Ji" she explains like it's the most obvious thing in the world which makes the boy pout and whine "but do what Y/NNN" she rolls her eyes at his antics before suggesting "why don't we watch that marvel movie you like? the Spiderman one? we could make popcorn and get some fluffy blankets to snuggle up with? chilled night in" she finishes smiling at him.

Han's chocolate coloured eyes light up at the mention of the movie as he nods eagerly "yeah, that sounds like a plan!" He grabs her hand and starts to pull her along "let's go!" she shakes her head slightly while smiling and allows her friend to pull her from where she had been sat on the plush sofa "I'm coming Ji, you can set up Disney Plus and I'll grab the popcorn" Han finally let go of her hand and skips over to the TV stand, his excitement evident in his movements. He grabs the remote and begins to search for the movie on the streaming service, meanwhile Y/N makes her way to the kitchen to prepare the popcorn.

Y/N smiles as she thinks about how cute Jisung is when he's in moods like this but shakes her head of the thoughts and grabs the bag putting it into the microwave then dumping the contents into a large bowl and sitting back down on the sofa, Han finally finds the movie pausing it as the movie starts to play to let them get comfortable. He hums along to the familiar theme song, his excitement growing. Once everything was set up, he turns to Y/N with a bright smile "alright, it's ready I'll grab the blankets" she smiles back and nods patiently waiting for him to return.

Once he's back he throws the blankets onto her head with a laugh before plopping himself down next to her "you're such a child Ji" she laughs as she shoves the blankets back at him before draping them over the pair and smoothing them down, Han giggles like a schoolgirl and rolled his eyes playfully. He acknowledges in his own mind that she was just teasing him; he snuggles closer to her under the blanket, his warmth enveloping them both "you love it when I act like this" he laughs as she pushes his side playfully "do I?" she giggles pressing the popcorn bowl into his arms before she presses play on the device and settles herself into his side.

Han takes the popcorn bowl gratefully starting to munch on the popcorn, he rests his chin on her head with his eyes fixed on the screen. As the movie starts he let out a content sigh and snuggled deeper into the plush blankets, as he gets comfy Jisung's left hand moves down to rest on her hip effectively pulling her closer to his frame as his gaze is focused on the movie. Y/N feels him pulling her into him and her face heats up a little, they usually cuddle all the time but things have felt different lately Jisung's been acting a little standoffish and having him do close was causing an unknown feeling to inch across her chest.

She snuggles closer to her friend's chest and without looking at him breaks the silence "I've missed this, getting to chill out with my best friend watching movies y'know you haven't been around much lately" she can't help the pout that adorns her glossy lips, his heart skips a beat when he feels her hand on his chest.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had been pulling away from her a bit lately and the guilt he's been feeling is squeezing his chest as he sighs "I know and I'm sorry" he tears his gaze from the screen to look down at her "we'll do this more often, I've missed it too" she hums at his words and pushes his chest slightly giggling "we had better! You've been with Changbin and Chan a lot lately, I've been feeling kinda... left out" she admits as she pouts again and rests her head on his chest as she mumbles "been missing my best friend" Han's heart clenches tightly when she mentions Changbin and Chan.

He knew he'd been spending more time with them but he had to pull away from her for his own sanity. Being around the girl he harboured such a big crush on was hurting him, everytime she smiled at him or giggled at his antics it sent a harpoon straight to his heart and he couldn't be the friend she deserved unless he took a break from being planted firmly at her side. Even now with her small hand curled into his shirt and her head against his chest it was making his heart fill with love and affection "I know I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you I promise" she sighs softly at his words "I know you will Ji" she mumbled into his chest, her fingers tightening their hold on his shirt "I've missed just being with you like this" she admitted quietly, her cheek still resting against him and a small pink blush dusting her cheeks.

She clears her throat slightly before she asks "how are the guys? they've been keeping you so busy but you never talk about what you get up to?" She tries to smile as she pushes down the slight sting of jealousy setting root in her chest, Han feels her fingers tighten their grip and can't help but smile softly. She never was very good at hiding her feelings from him, he knew she was probably feeling a little jealous and of course left out as she had said and it stung at his chest that he had caused those feelings "they're fine" he shrugs "there's not a lot to tell honestly, we usually just hang out at the gym" she frowns at his words but decides to leave it if he doesn't want to talk about it "are you staying here tonight? it's been a while since my roommate stayed in his own bed" she squints her eyes in a mildly accusatory manner as she waggles her finger at him.

Han chuckled softly at her playful manner and grabs her finger tugging her fully into his body as they both laugh "yeah I am, after the movie I'll be heading to bed I think" as his words trail off he yawns and lifts his arms over his head making his shirt lift revealing some of his toned skin, her eyes flick down as she sees the material lift and gulps as his toned abs are flashed momentarily. She quickly averts her eyes so as to not be caught ogling her friend's bare skin as she tries to move the inappropriate thoughts out of her mind "aww poor baby had a long day huh Ji" she stifles a laugh as she teases him.

Han couldn't help but laugh at her reaction throwing his head back and whining "I'm fine, just a little tired" he shrugs his shoulders and looks down at her face which is now not attached to his body, making him want to pout and pull her back to him but he refrains "so how have you been lately since as you so eloquently put it I've been a little MIA?" she nods and shrugs "been okay, just gone to lectures and came home" she laughs softly as she shakes her head "it gets boring here with you not around so you need to come home more often okay?" She intertwines her fingers and gives him her best puppy dog eyes.

Han couldn't help how his heart beat a little faster looking at her cute face smiling at her puppy dog eyes as he covered his eyes dramatically "oh god no! not the eyes" he cries as she laughs at him "I'll try my best to come home more often" he pulls her back to him and nuzzles her cheek with his nose, the pair had always been physically affectionate with each other so having him not be around had left her feeling down and mopey.

Y/N playfully attempts to push his face away though she secretly enjoys and has missed his touches "good because otherwise I'd have to put my foot up your ass and drag you back here" she turns her attention back to the movie trying to concentrate a little.

Han couldn't help but chuckle at her playfulness, glad she had seemingly forgiven him, his heart still racing a little from her body being near his own "oh you wound me! You'd really kick my ass?" he teases with his body still pressed against hers "I most definitely would if you deserved it" she smirks at his shocked face "it would make me a little sad though to hurt your adorable face" she uses her hands to gently grip his jaw as she pushes his cheeks together, squeezing the soft skin under his fingers.

He looks down at her a little dazed as a blush creeps up his neck from her teasing, his heart skipping a beat as he looks into her eyes "you're so mean to me sometimes" he whines trying to hide racing heartbeat, his arms move to grip her wrists and his eyes can't help but watch her pretty face. Her thumbs smooth over his face as she stops playing his cute cheeks "I know and somehow you still love me" she giggles as she moves her hands away.

He bites his lip as he looks at her and nods replying before he can think about what he's saying "yeah, I really do love you" his eyes slowly sink down to her lips. Her eyes widen slightly at his words and she feels like can barely breathe as she realises her best friend is looking at her lips like he's about to kiss her "you what?" she whispers barely audible.

Han's eyes widen once he realises what he had said out loud but it was too late the truth was there, he loved her, and all he could do now to fix the situation was to try to brush it off "I mean, I love you, as a friend you know... yeah that what I meant..." he stutters as he looks away completely embarrassed and feeling a sting enter his heart as he took her reaction as a rejection. Y/N frowns as she looks at his dejected face, he's starting to move away from her as she realises so she needs to act quickly "wait Ji" she grabs his arms and pulls him back towards her but he just looks down and fiddles with the blankets "please look at me Jisung" but Han couldn't look at her, his lip was starting to wobble as tears started to brim against his eyelashes and he simply shakes his head not trusting his words.

She feels desperation claw at her chest as she scrambles to fix the situation "Jisung please just look at me, we need to talk about this" she pleads with him "do you really..." she can't finish her sentence as anxiety runs along her arms to her heart, the words she wants to speak stick to her throat and tongue. He closes his eyes tightly before he nods still not looking at her and sighs "yeah I really do" he takes a deep breath before he opens his eyes and looks at her "I really do love you, with all of my heart" he barely gives her a moment to digest the information before he's stuttering over his words "I always have but I don't expect... it doesn't have to change... I know you probably don't feel the sa-" his words are cut off as Y/N grips the back of his neck and plants a small chaste kiss against his lips "stop rambling Ji" she smiles as she kisses him again as gently as a feather brushing against his skin while she waits for him to calm down enough for them to talk.

Han couldn't believe it. He was stunned for a moment before he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a much more passionate kiss this time around. He groans into the kiss, his heart racing as he feels her body pressed against his. She giggles at his forwardness when just a moment ago he was so shy, she pulls away from his tight hold on her body just slightly so she can look at his face "I love you too Ji" she smiles before giving him a soft kiss on his lips then plants a kiss on the tip of his nose.

Han's heart skips a beat at her words, his eyes widening in surprise before he pulls her back into a hug, his face buried in her neck. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he speaks again "you do? fuck... please don't play with me Y/N" he whimpers as he holds her tight "please be really real with me right now" she frowns as she places her hands on his cheeks to holds him steady so he can look into her eyes as she speaks "I love you Ji, I'm so in love with you" she breathes out as she smiles "I love you so much and I have since the day you fell over that hot dog cart trying to get food for us…"she pauses as he smiles at the memory "you make me smile on my darkest days and you've had my back for so long now I... I can't imagine my life without you" Han's eyes widen in disbelief as he stares into her eyes.

Taking in every word she says. He feels like he's floating on air, his heart soaring with happiness. He's so lost for words all he can do is pull her onto his lap into his arms as a tears of happiness runs down his cheeks "oh Ji" she whispers as she uses her thumb to swipe away the stray tears "why are you crying" she frowns slightly, her brow creasing "I'm just so happy Y/N" he says, his voice cracking slightly as he wipes away more tears as they drop to his cheeks "I love you so much" he whispers, his lips brushing against hers softly before pressing into a more passionate kiss "always have, always will" he mumbles against her lips.

She nods and smiles at his words before she returns his kisses, greedily enjoying the feeling of his lips finally on her own wanting to take her time to live in this moment she has waited so long for. She wraps her arms around his neck as she pulls herself impossibly closer to his body, the movie long forgotten and the popcorn set to the side of the sofa. Han's heart races as he feels her pull him closer, his hands finding their way to her waist before sliding up to her back, pulling her body flush against his. He deepens the kiss, his tongue tracing her lips gently before slipping inside her mouth in a passionate embrace.

Y/N whimpers slightly, feeling his hands move over her body before she pulls away breathlessly, she rests her forehead against his own "how come you never told me" Han's breathing is heavy as he looks into her eyes, his heart racing. "I... I didn't want to ruin our friendship," he admits his voice barely above a whisper. "I wasn't sure you would even like me back" he mumbles as he sighs "you're so important to me sweetheart, I couldn't bear the thought that you'd reject me and it'd all be so awkward that we couldn't be friends anymore" she blushes a soft pink at the sudden term of endearment "I'd never be able to just walk away from you Ji no matter what happened between us, it'll always be us two against the world" she smiles as she rubs her nose against his own.

His heart swells at her words, feeling a sense of relief wash over him as he nods "us against the world sweetheart," he whispers before giggling sweetly, his fingers tracing her jawline gently "god I love you so much" he bites his lip as he moves to place soft kisses against her cheek and jaw, her eyes flutter shut as she enjoys his soft touches "I love you too Han Jisung" she whispers as to not disturb the atmosphere that has settled over them she threads her fingers through his hair as she holds him close, still sat in his lap.

Han's heart skips a beat at her words, his fingers tightening around her waist as he leans into her touch "you have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that," he whispers, his lips brushing against her earlobe "and now that you have, I'm never letting you go again" his teeth graze over her earlobe as he nibbles on the skin gently.

A whine catches in her throat as he teases her "you'd better not, I know where you live" she smiles gently as she subconsciously shifts in his lap causing his grip on her body to tighten. Han chuckles softly, his hands moving to cup her face gently "you're stuck with me now," he murmurs before leaning in to capture her lips in a soft, lingering kiss. He lets out a groan as she continues to wiggle in his lip "I'm trying real hard to be good here sweetheart" he moves his hand down to grip her hips tightly "but if you keep moving I'll have no choice but to stop holding back" he looks into her eyes with a mischievous glint shining in his own irises.

Her eyes widen slightly as she realises what she's been doing and is now able to feel the start of his excitement poke against her inner thigh from where she's sat on his lap. She gives another experimental and this time purposeful roll of her clothed crotch against his own causing him to groan again "maybe I don't want you to be hold back anymore Ji" she breathes out as she bites her lip, Han's head tips back against the plush material of their sofa as he rocks his hips up against her body at her teasing movements "fuck" he groans unashamed, his heart races as he feels her moving against him his hands gripping her hips tighter "then I guess I'll have to show you what happens when I'm not holding back" he smirks as he attaches his lips to her neck.

Y/N bites back a moan at the feeling of his clothed member rocking against her core "I've always wondered what you'd feel like" she gasps as he sucks and nibbles against her neck "when your fucking me" she rolls her hips harder grinding down against his body making wetness start to form against her panties making the material stick to her lower lips. Han's breath hitches as he feels her moving against him, his heart racing with anticipation "you're so fucking sexy," he murmurs against her skin, his hands gripping her hips tighter, he pulls back slightly to admire the marks he's left along the column of her neck "never realised my sweet girl was so dirty" he smirks as he moves a hand from her hip under her shirt feeling the skin of her tummy as his hand travels up and stops at her lacey bra.

Y/N's body shudders under his touch "only for you Ji'' she whimpers as she lifts her shirt up and over her head to expose her half naked upper body she reaches down to tug at the hem of Jisung's shirt "off please" he hums a little as he pretends to think "only because you asked so nicely" he smirks as he pulls his shirt over his head watching as she explores his chest with her hands "like what you see baby? 'cause I do '' he admires her black lace bra for a moment before he reaches behind her back to unclip it, letting it fall to the floor exposing her nipples to the cold air of the room.

She nods her head quickly "didn't realise you'd gotten to big" she murmurs as she lets her fingers wander down his chest "all that time with Changbin and Chan worked out for the best I guess" she smirks before she gasps, her back arching slightly as Han suddenly takes one of her nipples into his mouth. Han smirks as he hears her gasp "sorry couldn't wait any longer" his tongue licks over the hardening bud and he can't help the groan that escapes his mouth as he feels her arching into his touch.

He releases her nipple with a pop and smirks "you'll have to thank them when I finally let you out of my bed" he smirks before moving to the other nipple giving it the same attention. She lets out soft moans as he teases her nipples into small peaks, sparks of pleasure slipping down her body straight to her core as it starts to become unbearably wet "Ji... baby I need you" she moans again as she grinds her crotch against his now fully hard covered length.

Han groans low in his throat as he feels her wetness start to seep through her pants "oh yeah? where do you need me sweetheart" Y/N whimpers and grinds down on him against but Han tuts at her "use your words baby or we'll stay like this" she groans frustrated and grabs his wrist putting his hand down her pants "look what you've done to me Ji" she sighs as she feels his fingers start to explore her body.

He chuckles as he feels her warmth and readiness for him. He slowly starts to tease her entrance with his fingers, moaning softly as he feels her wetness coat his fingers "you're so fucking wet and tight baby, this all for me?" she nods her head and closes her eyes as she feels his fingers teasing at her walls as he pushes two fingers straight into her waiting entrance, a moan floods past her throat as he pleases her "all for you baby, only you" Han growls as he feels her walls start to clench around his fingers.

He starts to thrust his fingers in and out of her tight heat, moaning her name as he takes her "that's it baby, take my fingers. Show me how much you want me" she nods her head quickly "want you so bad Ji, please I need it" she whines as she rocks against his thick fingers "need your cock now" the brunette underneath her groans as he feels her tight heat squeezing his fingers. He pulls his fingers out of her slowly, leaving her aching for more "not yet sweetheart, trying to prep you" he brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks her essence off with a moan at her taste.

Y/N shakes her head "I'm good, I can take it I'm so fucking wet please baby. Please Ji" she begs as she moves away to stand tugging her pants and panties down and throwing them off to the side before she climbs back onto his lap, Han shakes his head while laughing "fuck... you have no idea what hearing you beg for my cock is doing to me" he groans as he taps her thighs "up" she lifts up off his lap enough for him to shimmy his pants and boxers down letting his hot thick length spring up as a bead of precum beads down the head.

Once his pants are down Y/N finds purchase back on his thighs as her eyes watch the pre cum leaking from his slit, without much thought she bends down and swirls her tongue over the head of his cock before moving down to follow the streams of his pre, she licks it all up dutifully as he gasps feeling her warm tongue over his sensitive length. She lets out a soft moan as she finally tastes him, his eyes roll back into his head as he feels her warm tongue swirling around his head.

He grips the sides of the sofa as he chokes out a moan "F-fuck sweetheart, wasn't expecting you to suddenly start licking my dick like that" she smiles as innocently as she can, batting her eyelashes at him "sorry Ji I couldn't help myself, had to taste you" she gives him one last look and a wink before she gets back to work swirling her tongue over his slit continuously, licking up all the fluid releasing from his body "fuck you taste good and so pretty too" she switches from gently licking to suckling on his dick using her tongue to lick at the veins that run on the underside of his cock.

Han's hands grip the sofa tightly as he feels her warm mouth engulfing his cock head. He groans deeply, his hips bucking up involuntarily "fuck... Y/N" he pants out her name between moans "you're killing me, if you keep sucking me in like that I won't last" his thighs start to shake against her dainty hands. She gives him one last hard suck before she releases him with a 'pop' and a satisfied smile on her face, she crawls back up to him and hovers just above his spit covered cock "wanna ride you now, 'kay Ji? need to ride you" his breathing is ragged as he watches her crawl back up to him, the sight alone making his dick throb with need.

He nods eagerly, his eyes locked on hers "y-yes sweetheart, I want you to ride me" he stutters out his hands reaching down to grab her hips "shit please, ride me" she nods eagerly giving him one last look to make sure it's what they both want before she sinks down onto him, slowly taking him to the hilt as he stretches her walls so deliciously that she has to close her eyes at the stinging pleasure, she takes a moment to enjoying having his cock spearing her wet pussy.

Han's eyes roll back in his head as he feels her tightness engulfing him so beautifully he chokes out a groan "fuck wait - shit sweetheart you feel SO fucking good... I need a moment or I'll cum right now- shit" he breathes heavily as she giggles watching his struggle. After a few moments he nods and moves his hands to grip her hips tightly. Taking his nod as her sign to move she slowly starts to rock her hips in shallow thrusts, the movement causing both of them to moan in unison "ohh Ji~ you feel soo good inside me, fill me up so perfectly" she babbles as she starts rocking up and down faster.

Han's grips on her hips turns bruising as he holds her tight enjoying the feeling of her bouncing on his cock "always wondered what you'd look like... fuck- taking my cock" he groans as he moves a hand from her hip to her breast teasing the nipple in his fingers "god it's so much better than I imagined" he huffs out a short laugh at the thought before it twists into a moan as she moves faster.

She whimpers at his words as her thighs start to shake and feel the burn of the position she's been in for a while now but she can't slow her rhythm not when Jisung's cock is hitting her g-spot so perfectly that it's making her thoughts turn to white noise "used to think of your thick fingers working me open to take your cock when I would touch myself" she moans as her hips stutter slightly after a particularly deep downwards thrust "f-fuck~" she bites her lip hard. Her confession shocks him slightly before the lewdness of it spikes across his chest and makes his dick throb "y-you'll have to show me one day... how you play with your pretty little pussy" he grunts as he feels her pace falter, seeing she's getting tired he takes matters into his own hands.

Jisung moves his hands down to her thighs spreading them open as he thrusts up into her setting a rough pace that has her mewling against him, all she can do is nod furiously as her moans grow in volume "there Ji~ right there don't fucking stop!~" she whines loudly as her head lolls back and her thighs tremble. Her grip on his shoulders falters as he thrusts faster to meet her request.

Han's groans as she tightens around his length "play with your clit baby while I fuck you" his thrusts get faster as sweat beads across his forehead and chest, Y/N bites her lip as she sucks on her fingers before reaching down and rubbing fast circles against her swollen nub, every thrust and swipe of her finger gets her closer to her peak "J-Ji I- shit! fuck!" she gasps her chest heaving as her orgasm starts to hit.

Han bites his lip as her pussy clamps down tight on his cock as one last deep thrust sends her over the edge, her body shaking wildly as she moans his name cumming hard "shit! shit! Baby I'm C-Cumming! gonna fill you up with my cum" Jisung bites his lip as he gives a few last deep thrusts before he cums. Hot ropes of thick white cum paint her walls as their highs crest together, Y/N chest heaves as she starts to come down from the intense high.

Han's grip on her body loosens as she falls onto his chest, his throbbing cock still buried deep in her walls ``that was... intense" she smiles as she rests her head on his bare chest, Han chuckles as he kisses her forehead "glad you enjoyed it sweetheart" once his cock finally softens he lifts her body slightly and pulls himself out of her before returning her body back to his own. Y/N gives him a bright smile before resting her head back on his chest "we should probably talk about this" she grips his side tightly "us" Han nods in agreement "in the morning, for now let's just enjoy the moment and go to bed" he kisses her forehead then her cheek before lifting her into his arms and carrying her to his room.

She sighs contentedly as he slips her into his bed before climbing in behind her and pulling her close, he kisses her neck one last time before whispering "I love you Y/N" her heart skips a beat as she feels his warm breath against her neck "I love you too Ji" she smiles before letting sleep take her tired body.

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Rio taking y/n out on a date night while the kids are at his grandmothers for valentines. And coming home to flowers on the bed & [dream gift]. giving you a night you’ll never forget 💓

Oh, hell yes! I'm going to enjoy this one. My mind is already playing it out😆. Buckle up cause I got quite a bit to say for this one. I know...when don't I have a lot to say? In other words, I apologize in advance for the lengthiness😆. **whispers** This is an HC that morphed into a fic😏.

Anywho, here it goes. Hope y'all enjoy drawn-out sexual tension👀😈. It took everything in me to not make a mood board for this😂.

P.S. I would’ve posted this earlier, but this was a bit too spicy to post on the Lord's Day😆. I'm side-eyeing y'all sneaking in these lowkey headcanon requests. I've been spoiling my sweet lovelies lately😜♥️. Tagging some lovelies at the end💓.

Song Inspo:

Valentine's Day is doubly the celebration for you and your hubby. Rio is all about giving his wifey the world. He wasn’t surprised when you suggested the two of you get married on said day. Now, here the two of you were, eight years (yes, your firstborn was four at the time) and four kids later, celebrating your tenth anniversary on the day of love. Rio always did his best to make sure Valentine’s Day was special.

You had been sleeping peacefully when your eyes fluttered open, and a soft moan slipped from your lips. Not wanting to make any noises to awaken the children, you tucked your bottom lip between clenched teeth. Your digits slipped under the comforter, sliding down your body and landing on Rio’s head.

It’s what my ass gets for always sleeping in the nude. Hubby can just dive in whenever he gets good and ready.

A muffled “Morning baby” sounded below the covers. His tongue slid up your sex, circling the bundle of nerves. Rocking your hips against Rio, he sucked harder. Head tilting back, you could feel the erotic moan about to release. You covered your mouth, trying to remain quiet. Releasing your pearl, Rio inserted two fingers inside you, scissoring. His other hand snaked its way from under the sheets snatching your hand away from your mouth. His fingers sped inside you as he rasped, “Let me hear you, mama. The munchkins are with your momma. Scream for me, baby.”

The speed of his movements increased more as his lips curled around your bud again. Your legs started to tremble as you cried out for him.

“Shit! Rio!”

His head pulled away once more as his digits stilled inside you. You whined at the loss of his lips and his hand.

“Now you know that’s not what I want to hear, mama. What’s my name?”

Three of his fingers swiped back and forth across your ball of nerves rapidly. Eyes rolling backward, your head tilted back as your mouth fell open.

“Damn it, Rio. Daddy!”

His mouth attached to you again as he growled against your sex.

“There you go, mama.”

Rio swirled and dipped his tongue continually. It was only a matter of minutes before he pulled an orgasm from your writhing body. Licking you clean, he trailed kisses inside your thighs and up your torso. His lips found yours, kissing you hungrily. His pelvis ground against you as your thighs spread wider. The fact that he was still wearing underwear made you pout.

“I need you inside me,” you whined.

“Sorry, mama. That’s going to have to wait.”

You kissed your teeth as he chuckled. You grabbed at the waistband of his boxer briefs as his eyebrow quirked, lip tucked between his teeth. Just as your hand slid beneath it, Rio removed it, wrapping his other hand around your throat.

“You know better. Behave, mama.”

“Why can’t I have you now,” you continued to whine.

“Don’t be a brat. You gon’ get all this work, but not until tonight, darlin’.”

“Cocky ass.”

“Get your bratty ass up. I got a surprise for you, wifey.”

“Unless the surprise is: you rearranging my guts, I’m not interested,” you sassed.

“Mama,” Rio warned.

“Fine. I just find it funny you get pussy when you want it, but I have to wait for the dick.”

Rio ran his hand down his face and took a deep breath. His eyes slowly opened, fixing you with that familiar stare. The one that usually kept you in check. Rolling your eyes playfully, you slipped out of bed, wrapping up in a silk robe. He held the bedroom door open for you, slapping your behind as you stepped out into the hallway.

“If you’re not going to fuck me, keep your hands to yourself.”

“Now, had I done that, your ass would've pitched a fit, asking if I didn’t love you anymore? Dramatic ass. Just go to the damn kitchen, mama,” he retorted.

His hands grabbed your waist, leading you to the destination. Rio hugged you from behind as you smiled at the breakfast he had set out for the two of you. Spinning in his arms, you wrapped them around his neck. Standing on your toes, you reached up, pecking his lips.

“Thank you, papa.”

Rio smirked, grabbing a handful of your backside. He kissed you back. Guiding you to the table, he pulled out your chair. The two of you sat in silence, enjoying your food. He could see that you had something on your mind.

“Why the sad face, mama?”

“I didn’t get to tell my babies Happy Valentine’s Day before they left out.”

Chuckling at how dramatic you could be, Rio responded, “They are with your mama now, but they’ll be with my grandma tonight. Mom’s bringing them back to pick up their overnight bags and give you the special present they made for Mommy. She’ll drop them off to my grandmother.”

The smile that stretched across your face put one on Rio’s.

“Dramatic ass. Nana and I decided it would be nice for just the two of us to have breakfast. Do you honestly think the three of us would have you go a day without spoiling our babies? ”

“No,” you answered, smiling shyly.

“Why do you always have to be so damn cute, mama? It’s getting harder for me to keep from bending you over this kitchen table.”

“Do it then-.”

“I’ve planned the day for you, darlin’. Just think of it as foreplay.”

“You did that shit on purpose. We’ll see who’s begging who by the end of the night.”

“Mama, you know you can’t hold out. Now do me a favor. Go shower and get ready for the day. I’m taking my wife shopping. Then lunch, and after that, I’m dropping you off.  I scheduled a hair and nail appointment for you. We have dinner reservations tonight,” he finished, leaning in and rubbing his thumb across your chin.

You sprang from your seat, going over to straddle your husband. His hands rubbed your sides as you kissed his neck.

“You cleared your schedule for today,” you asked excitedly.

“It’s Valentine’s Day and our eighth anniversary. Of course, I did, darlin’. Yeah, I was busy last year, but I still made the night special,” he smiled cockily.

“Yes, it resulted in yet another pregnancy scare.”

“Who was scared? Not me. Missed my shot that time, but I knocked that pussy out the frame the next.”

“Only cause I begged you for a son,” you boasted.

Rio pinched your ass, “Go get ready.”

“Ow! Rio, stop,” you chastised him, hopping off his lap.

Bending down, you kissed his cheek, thanking him for everything he did.

“I can’t believe you scheduled appointments for me, baby. That’s the cutest, sweetest shit ever.”

“Keep that between us, mama. I don’t need any of these weak ass bitches questioning my street cred,” he joked.

“Secrets safe with me, papa.”

“Gimme another fuckin’ kiss,” he demanded, holding your chin.

Rio stole some kisses and released your face, watching your butt jiggle as you walked away. You made your way to the bedroom, hopping in the shower. Not even five minutes after stepping under the steaming water, you felt Rio’s arms wrap around your waist. His lips ghosted your shoulder as his lower appendage pressed against you. He came close to kissing your shoulder as his arm reached around to pluck his body wash from the shelf.

“You don’t mind me joining you? Do you, mama?” whispered in your ear as he started washing himself.

“Not at all. I know what you’re trying to do, Rio. You almost had me, but I’ll ignore that little stunt you tried to pull. You ass,” you grumbled, hiding a smile.

Helping each other wash the hard-to-reach places. You did your best to keep your hands to yourselves. The sexual tension was high as the both of you dried one another. Wanting Rio to suffer just as much, you chose a skin-tight sundress for the day’s activities. This particular dress happened to be Rio’s personal favorite. It clung to every curve of your body and had slender straps. It perfectly accentuated both your breast and butt.

“You trying to put everything on display today, mama?”

“I thought this was your favorite? I just wanted to make you happy, Daddy,” you replied with a faux pout.

“Yeah, that’s why you wore it. Bring your sexy ass on,” Rio teased, pulling your hand into his and dragging you out the door.

The two of you enjoyed a few hours of shopping and lunch. To your surprise, Rio had rented out a private room in the restaurant for the two of you. He spent what time he should’ve been eating, leaving light kisses here and there. The more time you two spent together, the thicker the sexual tension grew for the pair of you.

“Eat your food, babe,” you playfully teased.

“I’d rather eat you,” he smirked as his hand rubbed and squeezed your thigh under the table.

“Rio, stop. I’m not giving in.”

“You want to, though. Don’t you, mama,” he questioned. “It’s a shame this goes down to your ankles. I’d love to get my hand on or inside your panties,” he finished with a nip to your chin.

“Now you’re starting to piss me off.”

“Are you pissed off or horny, darlin’?”

“Both,” you groaned through clenched teeth as you snatched his hand from your thigh.

Rio’s hand circled your throat, “Don’t fight me, mama. It’s only going to make things worse,” he growled, licking and biting your chin once more.

Clearing your throat and inhaling a deep breath, you checked the time. You exhaled, thankful it was time to head to your hair and nail appointment. Both salons were only a few spaces down from one another. Rio pulled up in front of the nail salon. Grasping your chin softly, he pulled you into a slow and demanding kiss. Your eyes fluttered open as he ended it.

“Both bills have already been taken care of. Tip included. I need to handle some things. Mick will be here in about five. He’ll drive you back to the house when you get done. Stay safe. Love you, mama.”

“Love you too, papa. Stay dangerous.”

“Always, my little rider,” he licked his lips.

His eyes raked over your curves as you stood to close the passenger door. Appreciating his penetrating gaze, you leaned into the window. You stretched your neck for one last kiss. Rio groaned his tongue, tracing his bottom lip, grabbing himself outside his jeans.

“Wait until tonight. You’re going to pay for wearing that dress, darlin'. I’m about to go deep sea diving tonight,” Rio teased, eyes darkening. 

You giggled, backing away from the vehicle. Spinning on your heels, you switched your way down the sidewalk. Rio crept beside you, catcalling out the window, “Excuse me, miss? Aye, sundress!”

You turned, walking backward while laughing and rolling your eyes.

“Where’s your husband at, mama? You too fine to be wandering the streets by yourself.”

“Boy, stop. My baby father will spin you.”

“Yeah, alright. You better stop playing out here. I’ll see you back at the house, darlin’.”

You had tried to phone your mother to check in on the kids.  She let you know things were going smoothly and quickly ended the call. While under the dryer, you texted Rio, but he was short and to the point. You felt slightly offended that everyone was rushing off the phone. Girl, get a grip. Everybody is doing their own thing right now. Don’t take it personally. I’m dramatic as hell. Brushing the feeling of neglect away, you enjoyed the rest of the pampering process.

By the time you and Mick had pulled into your driveway, exhaustion had settled in. You didn’t see Rio’s car parked in the driveway. A little bummed, you shook it off. He better not miss the dinner reservation. I could go for a nap anyway. Walking into the house, you placed your keys and handbag on the console table. You pulled out your phone while kicking your sandals off and placing them on the shoe rack. Climbing the stairs, you headed toward your bedroom to take a quick nap. Creeping toward your bedroom door, you started to phone Rio, but you heard little giggles from the master suite. A grin fell over your face as you softly pushed the door open. There were all the faces you wanted to see most. Rio was tickling the baby girl, and the two oldest girls were arguing over who was to make their baby brother’s bottle. They hadn’t noticed you standing at the entrance. Rio was about to break up the argument, but you stepped in. 

“One of you go make the bottle, and the other can feed him. For someone who complained about the many siblings they have, you sure do like taking control of responsibilities for the little one,” you teased your oldest.

They all looked up at you in surprise. Rio’s eyes scanned your body for the millionth time that day.

“Hey, mama.”

“MOMMY!”

All three girls jumped up from the bed, rushing you. Little arms circle your body from different directions. Wiggling your arms free, they continued to hug around your waist as you kissed each of their foreheads.

“I missed my babies! Were you good for Nana?”

“Yes, ma’am,” they answered in unison once more.

“That’s my babies.”

Those lips that always made you tingle brushed your cheek softly. The girls gave their father some space to get to you as he stole a quick kiss, handing the little man over.

“I’ve heard the words, ‘When is mommy coming?’ At least twenty times in that last ten minutes. Mom went home to check on your pops for a little bit. She’ll be back to take them over to their great grandma’s. I get the feeling those two women are up to something,” Rio teased.

“Daddy, can we do it now?”

“Yes, little mama. Follow them, baby.”

Not having time to ask questions, Three pairs of hands tugged you downstairs.

“Girls, slow down a bit. You’re giving the poor baby whiplash.”

Your son paid it no mind, bouncing and giggling in your arms. Rio followed behind, loving how excited your children were. The entire crew shuffled into the living room. Your eyes scanned the many valentines cards, flowers, and gift boxes on the coffee table. With watery eyes, you turned to your family.

“Is all of this for me?”

“Yes, Mommy. You gots lots of stuff.”

“It’s all for you, darlin’.”

“Well, momma. Go ahead and open some of your gifts. Read the cards we picked out for you,” your oldest chimed.

The middle baby reached for her baby brother as Rio held your hand, bringing you to the gifts. Wiping the tears that managed to spill, he chuckled, “ Don’t cry, mama. Come. Open.”

There were two bouquets of red roses and a card from each family member (baby included).

“Daddy helpeded us pick out our cards, Mommy.”

“He’s a sweet daddy, huh?”

“Da sweetest,” she shouted.

“Chill, little mama,” Rio laughed. “You turned my babies into mini fashionistas. These little rugrats even helped their pops pick out a few things. Daddy had the rest covered, though.”

The eldest child rolled her eyes as her little sisters giggled. Each card was sweet and displayed parts of each child’s personality. The baby’s card did you in. Rio had taken it upon himself to dab his chubby little feet in paint and stamped the card. The waterworks went off, and Rio kissed your tears away. You unwrapped two large boxes of chocolate, a few pairs of shoes, and two beautiful flowy dresses. It tickled you how excited the girls were to show which gift they picked out.

“Look, momma! The dress I picked out for you has pockets. Sissy’s does, too,” the eldest child said about the middle girl.

“I gots you da shoes, momma. Well, one is from me. The other I picked, but they from Bubba,” your baby girl cooed at her brother.

“I love all my gifts so much! Thank you, sweet babies,” you praised, kissing all your children.

Rio cleared his throat, “Alright, give momma kisses, and get washed up for grandma’s house. Your Nana will be here soon. Word on the street is she has pizza waiting on some badass little munchkins.”

“Daddy, you tussin’! No bad words.”

“Yes, ma’am. You got it, boss.”

Rio waited for the kids to leave the room before wrapping his arms around your waist. 

“Thank you for the roses, baby.”

“Anything for wifey. The kids got you the other vase.”

“They broke your pockets, huh?”

“Honestly, no. Those cute little divas wanted to pay for it themselves. I put in little man’s share. The little finesse princess shared some of her piggy bank money. The two oldest dipped into their savings and did some work for their grandmothers throughout the month.”

“You know I’m going to need receipts. I’m putting every last penny back where it came from.”

“No, ma’am. Your oldest knew you’d pull that shit. She instructed me to keep you from doing so.”

“That little girl thinks she’s grown,” you joked. 

“I may have a gift or two stashed somewhere.” His head dipped into the crook of your neck as he inhaled the scent of your perfume.

“Damn, you always smell good,” he groaned, sucking your neck as his left hand groped your breast.

“First off, the kids are here. Second, we’re waiting until tonight. Remember,” you mocked him.

“Them being around ain’t never stopped me before, mama. Keep playing with me. Your ass ain’t getting any sleep tonight.”

Getting the kids ready and out the door, you checked the clock and started freaking out.

“Damn, Rio. I still have to find something to wear, get dressed, and do my makeup.”

“You can’t do that in two hours?”

“Do you even know who you married,” you joked. “I guess I can do my best, but please don’t rush perfection.”

“Come on. We might as well shower together again.”

“Your ass just wants to see me naked,” you sassed as you walked into your bedroom.

The sarcasm faded and changed to shock.

“Baby, what’s this? I know that’s not the midi dress from House of CB. The one I’ve kept talking myself out of buying.”

“Yes, it is. You’re going to look so fucking good in it, mama. Hope we make it through dinner,” he rasped, smacking your behind. “Come shower with me. Foreplay counts as giving in, huh?”

“I mean, you gave me head this morning. That didn’t count, so I don’t see why I can’t return the favor.”

The doorbell sounded, and you huffed, crossing your arms.

“Relax, mama. It’s just Mick doing me a favor. He’s just ringing the bell to let me know he’s here. He can let himself out. Now, about that head. You trying to give me some neck, mama?”

“‘Til my jaws lock,” you answered seductively.

He threw you over his shoulder, smacking your butt. You squealed and giggled as he carted you off to the shower. Rio didn’t expect you to suck the soul out of him. His legs nearly gave out as he snatched you from the shower floor.

“It’s taking every fiber within me not to pound that pussy into oblivion. Let’s get this damn dinner reservation over with.”

“Fuck the reservation. Let’s skip it altogether.”

“No, you need to eat. Trust me. You’ll need the energy.”

The shower had lasted much longer than anticipated. There was only an hour left for you to finish getting ready. Shimmying into the snug dress, you slipped your robe over it to rush through your makeup routine.

“Do me a favor real quick, baby. Can you run downstairs and grab me a bottle of water,” he asked, towel hanging dangerously low around his waist.

“Papa, I still have to do my makeup. Don’t you want to leave the house on time,” you questioned.

“Just real quick, mama.”

“Yeah, I got you, babe,” you huffed.

You sped down the steps and bounded into the kitchen. A screech tumbled from your lips as you came to a halt. Your hand flew to your chest, trying to soothe your erratic heartbeat. You scowled at your best friend, who was cackling at the fact that she startled you.

“Y/B/F/N, what the hell are you doing, hiding in my kitchen?”

“Bitch ain’t nobody lurking in this damn kitchen. Your baby daddy requested my services,” she responded as her hand pointed to her makeshift makeup station. I tried to give my brother-in-law a discount, but he insisted he’d pay double. Love that for me,” she shrugged. “Sit yo ass down. I need to hurry up and beat that face beautiful face. If you two spent less time fucking, we wouldn’t have to rush. Nasty asses.

“Bitch, hush and do my damn makeup. Wasn’t nobody fucking.”

It was true, to an extent. I just sucked that man dry.

Rio swaggered into the kitchen, fastening his watch as you sat at the island, getting your makeup done and hair refreshed. He had finished getting ready. Rio wore a dark button-up, pants, and designer kicks. All black, just the way you both liked. His cologne wafted in the air, making you want to jump his bones. It was almost painful how hard you were biting your lip. Eyes roaming from head to toe. His brown orbs found yours as he walked over. Rio’s thumb tugged your bottom lip free as he suckled at it.

“You like your surprise, mama? I never did get that water,” he teased.

“Yes, I do. Thank you times a million, baby.”

“Unh-uh! Don’t mess up her lip combo. Here you go smudging up my work of art. Rude ass,” your friend joked. She jerked your head in her direction as she finished retouching your hair. “Stop eye fucking that poor man, sis. He’s not going anywhere. Damn.”

“Now look, don’t be salty because your ass is in a two-year drought.”

“It’s called celibacy, bitch,” she laughed. “Your damn hair’s finished. You and hubby need to get going. I’ll clean and lock up. Love you, boo.” Saying goodbyes to one another, she turned to do her and Rio’s annoying ass handshake. “You need to put me on one of your balling-ass associates. I’m trying to be a wifey like my good sis,” she sassed.

“You’re my sis and all, but you not built for this life. Little trigger finger over there can handle it,” Rio chuckled.

“True, her little thugged-out ass is always ready to ride. How can someone so prissy be so vicious? Anyway, you two go on. You have fifteen minutes to leave the house.”

“Shit! I don’t even have my shoes, accessories, or clutch.”

You turned to race to the bedroom, but Rio gently grasped your arm.

“Chill, mama. It’s all right here.”

He bent forward, allowing you to balance one hand on his back as he slipped on the golden strappy-heeled sandals. Buckling them for you, Rio trailed his hands back up your legs. He admired the knee-length rose-colored dress and how it hugged your hips. His tongue traced his lips as he took in the split that went up your thigh and how the plunging neckline had the girls on display.

“Clocks ticking, Daddy. We should get going,” you whispered.

Nodding his head, he took your hand, leading you to the black G-wagon parked in the garage. He made sure to help you inside, securing your seatbelt. Hustling over to the driver's side, he hopped in, and the two of you were off.

“Another private setting? Rio, baby. This place had to have been pretty pricey. It’s too much.”

He hugged your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder. His lips brushed against the shell of your ear.

“Nothing’s too much for you, darlin’. Don’t you know I’d give you the world,” Rio murmured, sucking your earlobe. “The quicker we eat, the faster I can get you out of this dress.”

At that moment, a rumble sounded in your stomach.

“Let’s get you fed.”

“I’d rather eat something else.”

“Mama,” Rio pleaded. “You’re killing me.”

Being the only occupants of the restaurant, you were instantly seated, orders following. With no one around, the two of you continued the game of cat and mouse. Slight touches here and there grew into groping one another. Somehow you had made it from your seat to Rio’s lap. One hand toying with the slit of your dress, and the other wrapped firmly around your neck.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart,” he groaned as your backside pressed against his lap, grinding.

“I’m just readjusting, Daddy.”

His sarcastic chuckle echoed inside the empty restaurant.

“Right. Of course, you are.”

His hand stopped playing with your slit, creeping under the hem. Rio’s warm muscular fingers made contact with your bare, sticky folds. His eyes darkened as the hand around your neck tightened. Closing them tight, he growled lowly. A whimper danced along your lips as his pointer and middle finger swiped at you, stopping at your nub and circling it slowly. Rio’s digits trailed back down, sliding into your entrance leisurely. He kept the pace excruciatingly slow, and your hips bucked, trying to get him to go faster.

“Rio, I’m begging you. Please, speed it up, baby.”

He didn’t oblige and went even slower. Your hand circled his wrist, and his hand tightened around your throat. Rio growled, “No. Take it or fucking leave it. That’s all your ass is getting right now.”

Rio continued to play with you as you panted. The more you whined and begged, the slower he went.  He relented somewhat as his thumb danced around your clit, adding a bit of pressure. Slowly, you began to climb toward a release. He felt your muscles tighten around his fingers. Rio smirked as the waiter returned with your dinner. You nearly lost your mind and self-control as Rio’s hand slipped from under your dress.

“Time to eat,” Rio announced.

“I’ll say,” you shot back, plopping back into your seat. “Chill with that cocky ass grin. I’m frustrated enough.”

Rio leaned toward you, “Feel free to submit, sweetheart. This here is a private show. I’ll gladly lay you across this table. If I were you, I’d fill up. Keep thinking this is a game. You really will need your strength tonight,” he finished slicing a piece of his steak, offering it to you. Glossy lips wrapped around his fork as an x-rated moan slipped from your mouth.

Rio chuckled, nodding to himself. “I’m falling in that pussy tonight. Hurry up and finish your food,” he demanded, devouring his own.

It had only been twenty minutes when you two pushed away empty plates. The waiter smiled as you both said no to dessert in unison. Handling the tab and leaving a generous tip, Rio practically dragged you to the front, where the valet had the car waiting. Tipping him, your handsome husband helped you into the passenger side. You kept your hands in your lap clasped, trying to fight the urge to touch him. He sped home, picking you up and carrying you in the house, straight to the bedroom. 

Even with your lips locked in a heated kiss, Rio managed to carry you up the stairs and into the room. Kicking the door closed, he placed you back on your feet and spun you around to take in the surroundings. You gasped at the beautiful setup.

“How,” you questioned him in shock. Pausing a moment, you continued, “Y/B/F/N?” Rio smiled mischievously, nodding his head yes. “No wonder she was adamant about locking up after us. Not you and my sis in cahoots the entire night.”

Your eyes watered as you took in the scene. Rose petals covered the bed and floor, with the lights turned low. At the foot of the bed were two different boxes. One package was black with white lettering, and the other white with gold lettering. She also took the liberty of laying out a fancy lingerie set.

“Respectfully, I won’t be needing the set tonight. Not to sound too harsh, but I’m trying to get knocked down tonight.”

“Open your gifts,” he laughed.

A devilish grin painted your features as you removed the lid from the white box. Inside was a new silk robe. As you pulled it out, you noticed it was black, lace, and see-through. Little left to the imagination. “I’m guessing you picked this out?” Rio’s eyebrows raised in confirmation. 

“Just lay that across the bed. You’ll be needing it later. Look in the other box.”

You slid the white bow from around the black box. The lettering on the bow took you by surprise. “Rio! Chanel? Stop playing,” Your hands hurriedly lifted the lid off, tearing through the tissue paper. 

“No, you did not!”

“I did, mama.”

Your lip trembled, “Rio, I’m speechless. I can’t believe you got me the bag I’ve been obsessing over for months. I can’t believe you bought this for me. Your ass be paying attention.” You raced to a smiling Rio and leaped into his arms, landing kisses all over his face. 

“Thank you, baby. You outdid yourself this year. How can I ever repay you, baby?” 

He held you close, staring at you lovingly. Rio tucked a wand curl behind your ear, placing you back on your feet.

“Every gift was well deserved. Eight years is a long time. You held me down in so many ways. I’ve lost count. You’ve been rocking with me for over a decade and some change. You brought my first baby girl into this world before I married you. As long as we were together, that’s all that mattered. You’ve played so many different roles in my life. Outside of being my wife, you’ve been my lady, lover, baby mother, partner in crime, and in some cases, my little shooter. You stayed down anytime I got into some shit and had to finesse my way out of a messy situation. Your fine ass took care of the money, hired the lawyers, and helped out with my son when I couldn’t be there. You bonded and formed a friendship, an alliance with my ex-wife. You help her with Marcus, and she takes our kids with her helping you get a break. You never passed judgment or grew tired of me and walked away. It takes a strong woman to accept and endure what comes with this lifestyle. We’re for life, mama. You deserve all this shit and more. I love you.”

“I don’t know whether I want to cry or suck you up. When you say all those sweet and beautiful words, I can’t decide between wanting to be a crybaby or begging you to slut me out.”

“You’ve cried enough today, mama. Choose the second option.”

Rio tossed you on the bed, spreading your legs. His fingers found themselves buried in your heat once more. Pumping in and out of your dripping canal, he smiled as he watched you tremble. Hands pulling at the bedding, a litany of moans and whimpers came from your lips.

“Enough of all this damn foreplay. I give in. Please, I desperately need you inside me.”

“That’s what you want?”

“Yes, Daddy. Fuck me as if you hate me,” you purred.

“And you wonder why we have so many kids. You say freaky shit like that. What do you expect,” he questioned.

Rio made haste with his zipper as he pushed his pants and briefs low enough to free himself.  Your body moved further up the bed, allowing him to join you. Rio placed his hands on the back of your thighs. Pushing backward, you felt him press your knees to your shoulders. 

His thick member dipped inside you. Rio slid until you were full, taking pride in the erotic sounds echoing throughout the bedroom. He pumped into you at a fast pace. 

“Wait, let me take this dress off. I’ll be pissed if this dress tears.”

One swift move had your husband yanking the dress off. He stripped bare, climbing back between your thighs. He placed your legs over his shoulders, thrusting back into your valley. No longer able to fight his carnal desires, Rio pounded into your soft flesh. Dropping your legs down, he flipped onto his back, forcing you to straddle him. He loved watching your body bounce as you cried his name. Exhaustion settled in, and Rio took over. Impaling you on his rod, he pinned you to his lap, thrusting from below. Crying into the crook of his neck, you begged him for permission to come.

“You close, baby? It’s okay. Go on, mama, come for me. I know you’re overstimulated-grab the headboard. Yeah, just like that. Fuck.”

Rio continued to pound away as he littered your breast with kisses. His hands gripped your cheeks as he drove you toward the brink. Your hands held tight to the headboard as you mewled, tears still streaming.

“Christoper, I don’t know if I can-.”

“Shhh, mama. You can take it. I know you can. Be my good girl. Can you do that, darlin’? Answer me,” he encouraged, giving a light smack to your backside.

“Ye-yes, Daddy. So close. Baby!”

“Yeah, that’s my girl,” he praised, giving powerful strokes.

Rio’s hand crept between the two of you. He circled your sensitive bud, giving it a slight pinch. That was enough to send you over the edge. Your body shook as you screamed his name. Rio pulled your arms from the headboard, wrapping them around his neck. His thrusts slowed, giving you time to recover.

“You good,” he questioned.

He chuckled at the faint “mmhmm” as you leaned against him, trying to catch your breath. His hand stroked your back, leaving light kisses on your shoulder. As you shifted in his lap, he twitched inside your warm heat. Rio groaned, and you knew he was struggling. He wanted to give you time to recover. The thought only made you crave him all over again. Your hips moved in a circular motion, pulling him deeper.

“Fu-. Shit, just like that. Ride that dick, mama.”

Your hands pressed against his chest, laying him back. You bent forward, bodies creating friction, as your lips tangled with his, riding him hard. Rio’s hand massaged your soft globes, his head falling against the pillow as the veins in his neck pulsed. He switched between grabbing and slapping at your behind. The both of you panted as you drew closer to climax. In a strained voice, Rio groaned, “Can feel you squeezing me. Let go again, mama.”

You gladly granted his request, calling out his name, shaking like crazy. You laid on Rio’s chest, damn near lifeless, as he drove toward his release. One hand wrapped around the back of your neck while the other lifted you a bit. Rio sent several strong thrusts, grunting as he released inside you. The two of you held each other in silence, coming back down. When Rio finally spoke, you were half asleep as his lips brushed your forehead.

“Don’t go to sleep just yet.”

He rolled you onto your side of the bed, leaning toward his. You whined at the loss of contact.

“Come back. I’m cold, and I want cuddles,” you said with a pout.

“I’m not going anywhere. Give me a second, mama.”

Rio opened the top drawer of his nightstand, pulling out a smaller Chanel box. He rolled back over, curling his arm around you. He smirked at the shocked expression and handed it over.

“No more gifts, papa. You’ve spoiled me eno-.”

“Relax. Just open it,” Rio demanded, playfully biting your neck.

The box’s contents left you puzzled as your husband smiled at you.

“Thank you for the vintage keychain, baby. It’s adorable,” you beamed.

“Mama, pull it out of the box,” he insisted.

The keychain contained a silver key. Your eyes narrowed suspiciously, “What are you up to? What’s this key's purpose?”

“The family keeps growing. When we found out our baby boy was on the way. You started prepping and planning the nursery right away. Nearly drove me crazy trying to make space for him. I suggested turning my office or man cave into his nursery. You insisted we give him the glam room, or as I like to call it, your little hen house. Your bossy ass wouldn’t have it any other way. Those are just one of the selfless acts you’ve done for your family. Day in and day out, you do so much for us. We all owe you endless gratitude, mama. What better way to show appreciation than to buy my lady a bigger home? That house we drove passed the other day? I asked if you’d like to live in a neighborhood like that. Cribs all yours, darlin’.”

You tackled him with hugs and kisses. Rio’s back rested against the headboard as he pulled you between his legs. Arms around your waist, he held you close. You grew quiet, and Rio knew what you were thinking.

“Stop worrying about the money. You know that’s not an issue. I've been stacking bread and putting it aside for all of this. The plan had been in motion for months. You know I don’t play when it comes to money.”

“I know, but you spent so much.”

“Hey,” he grabbed your chin, tilting it in his direction. “You’re worth every penny and then some,” he whispered, stealing yet another kiss.

“I just feel bad. All I got you was a card and chocolates.”

“I told you not to get me anything. Your hard-headed ass.”

“Damn right! I can spoil you if I want. Speaking of gifts,” you purred as you wiggled loose from his hold.

Climbing out of bed, you slipped into the La Perla robe Rio bought. Your hips swayed over to your side of the closet. His eyes followed the entire time. Tossing a sneaky grin over your shoulder, you opened it up, plucking three boxes off the shelf. You crawled back into bed, snuggling into his side, placing each box in his lap.

“Happy anniversary and Valentine’s Day, papa.”

He shook his head, acting like he was upset. He reached for the slender black box first.

“No, baby. Save that one for last.”

“Your bossy ass,” he joked.

The medium-sized box contained two different sets of colognes. Rio licked his lips, appreciating that you knew his signature scents. He thanked you, giving your bottom lip a playful bite. Sitting them aside, he opened the second box.

“I’ve been putting money aside, too,” you explained, smiling shyly.

“Okay, wife! You laced your boy with a new Rolex. See what I mean? Selfless, thoughtful, and generous. I should’ve known you’d buy me gifts. Even though I specifically told you not to.”

“Open the last one,” you instructed, bouncing with excitement.

Rio pulled the slender box open, and his eyes grew wide. His head turned in your direction. Mouth hanging open, he looked at you in disbelief. Finally, he cleared his throat and spoke.

“Mama? Stop playing with me. You for real,” he asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.

A fresh set of tears clouded your vision. You managed to nod your head yes. Rio’s eyes landed back on the pictures in his hand.

“Good thing you bought that house. You’re getting that sixth baby you’ve been going on about,” you joked. “You’re breaking the news to the kids. I have a feeling the baby boy knows. He’s been extra cuddly. Resting his head on my stomach too.”

“No wonder why you’ve been on me heavily. You've been clingy, more than usual. You were popping up at the warehouses, begging me to take you across my desk. Always trying to fuck in the car, and you pulled me in the dressing room the other day,  horny ass,” Rio teased.

“Says the man who was happy to dig me out. Miss me with that.”

“What can I say? Happy wife, happy life,” he responded, rubbing your stomach and kissing it.

“I know one damn thing. After this baby, we’re both getting fixed. You obviously can’t be trusted.”

Rio kissed his teeth, “I don’t know about all that,” he shrugged.

“I’m serious, Rio.”

“I hear you, mama,” he replied in a not-so-convincing tone.

No matter what he says, I’m getting my tubes tied after this one. I love my children, but mommy’s tired. No amount of persuasion is talking me out of this shit. He’s a smooth-talking sexy ass man, and I need to learn how to dodge that shit.

Rio’s hands dipped into your robe, distracting you from said topic.

“I think it’s about time for round two, mama.”

I’m going to be sore tomorrow. I love that for me.

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[kittysarchive]

i LOVED your yeonjun step-brother smut please make a second step brother yeonjun smut

Im on my knees 😭

since you asked so nicely 😂

warnings- step incest, smut, quicky, pressuring, consent is given, slight exhibition, lmk if i missed any

"W-we can't be doing this" You whisper shout to your step brother who just ignores you. You wanted this.... but not here.

"Why?" He swipes his shirt off, revealing his toned body. Eyes reverting to his chest, heat rises to your cheek.

"Don't worry baby, they wont walk in on us" The situation and vulnerability had already settled on you. Cornered in the kitchen, Yeonjun holding one of your legs and heat rushing to your core, being caught slowly became your least fear.

"Quickly" You command, Yeonjun nods his head. Diving it you, he floods you with a kiss. Heated and desperate, he wanted to get you all hot before he filled you up.

Staying in the corner, Yeonjun's hand disappeared beneath your skirt, pulling down your panties. Leaving on your skirt, he pulled his own pants down.

"Need you so bad" He breaths out, forehead against your as he aligns himself at your entrance. Sliding into you in one motion, you wetness and past use with your cunt allowed no pain to course through you.

"This pussy was made for me" Yeonjun whines out, feeling your pussy continue to clench around his length as he slides in and out.

"Q-Quick" You cry out, hoping no family members walks in...seeing you being fucked against the wall by your step brother. Somehow the thought made you clench harder around his shaft.

"I know I know" He sighs, thrusting faster as he reaches his high. Although he wouldn't mind getting caught, he didn't want to actually live it.

"Nearly there baby" He silences your cry's with his hand, forcing his length in and out. Feeling his head abuse you walls, prod at your cervix, tire out your pussy. Yeonjun was nearly ready.

"Not inside" You warn out as Yeonjun pulls his hands away from your mouth. Nodding his head, he thrusts a few more times before quicky pulling out, his seed squirting onto his hand. Feeling his own warmth coat his palm, he had to quickly find a napkin to wipe it.

*little rushed sorry

[sugoi-writes]

Laundry Day, Part 3 - Sanemi x F!Reader

A/N- Alright whores, it's about that time. Keep in mind that the smut takes a bit, but it's THERE, m'kay? I did my best, so don't judge me 😂 We start with normal Dom!Sanemi, followed by a lOT of switchy/subby Sanemi vibes towards the end. Bits of Dom!reader sprinkled in, if you squint.

Trigger/Content warnings: Hickeys, embarrassment/anxiety for reader at parts, manhandling, oral (f!receiving), fingerings (f!receiving), penetration from riding, dominant and submissive moments/wording, CHOKING, breathplay (Sanemi receiving).

I hope you enjoy it, as much as I did writing it. DIG IN!!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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Late evening, just past sunset

After a quick once over and adjustments, you finally felt comfortable enough to attend dinner tonight with the Hashira and the masters of the Manor.

Sanemi is first to leave his room, insisting that you leave and walk the longer route around to avoid looking like you were "alone together". While you didn't mind being considered an item, seeing you both kanoodling would start  gossip that you'd both be too flustered to tolerate right now...

And so, you did as he asked, leaving his room about 10 minutes later. All of this just to be safe, you thought.

As you take the scenic route towards Ubuyashiki's main louge and dining space, you hear heavy footsteps running up behind you," Y/N-chaaaaaan!"

You practically fall onto your face as Mitsuri latches onto you from behind, making you yelp in surprise.

"M-Mitsuri-san!!! Ahh, you surprised me!!!" You say with a start, your knees buckling from her intensity.

"Sorry, sorry!!! I'm just so happy to see you again! I haaaaate doing chores, and I wish you were there! I had soooo much to do today!" Mitsuri practically wailed, making you roll your eyes.

"Tch, you would've hated it even if I was there!" You reply, earning you a defiant whine in return.

"Hmph!! Y/N-chan is so meaaaan!" As she shakes you with a tight hug, you feel her breath catch and freeze completely.

You blink, turning to look towards her," H-Hey... are you okay? I'm sorry if your day was really bad. I didn't mean t--"

"Wait is that-- Y/N, is that a HICKEY?!?"

Immediately, your face turns beat red, before you're frantically trying to shush your pink haired friend.

"HEY-- hey, nooooo! No, Mitsuri, it was just a-- I swear it's nothing!!!" You lie, grabbing your friend by her shoulders.

Mitsuri grins, covering her mouth with her hands," Y/N, who were YOU spending time training with!!! Oooooo, I wanna know~ that wasnt on you earlier when you were hanging laundry!!!" Mitsuri gushes, giggling as you shake her again.

"I-I promise you it was!! Honest!!!"

"Liar~" Mitsuri teases, making you facepalm and whine.

"O-Okay!!! Okay-- how bad is it? Is it super noticeable?" Mitsuri nods hastily, making you squirm," Shit, okay, well-- w-well, do you have some makeup that can help cover this?"

Mitsuri's ears perk up, as you see the smile on her face reach her eyes," I doooo, but... only if you can tell me who did that to you~"

You groan in frustration, running your hands down your face," Mitsuri!!! Please!!!"

The pink haired hashira giggles," Promise me! Promise me, and I'll help you cover the ones by your jaw, too!"

You freeze, huffing in defeat after the reality of your situation sinks in," Okay okay... I promise! I PROMISE! You're the only one I can trust to see me like this..."

"See you like what?," you hear from behind your shoulder. You freeze, as Obanai's voice comes through, loud and clear. Your hands frantically cover your neck, as Mitsuri blushes and stammers.

"Uhhmm!! Uhh-- nothing!!! She's fine, all good!!," Mitsuri is quick to say, gently shoving you towards the nearest room,"I'll tell you later!!" She adds, making you snap at her.

"MITSURI!!!!"

"O-Oh dang!!! Right!!! Uhh-- talk to you later, Obanai-san!!!"

As you and Mitsuri dart into the nearest room, Obanai narrows his eyes at the door, Kaburamaru hissing quietly.

"...see, I have the same feeling...," Obanai says flatly, turning on his heel," Leave it to Y/N to be up to no good on a day off. Whatever she's dragged Mitsuri into, it better not be dangerous..." he huffs, chosing to walk away as you do something about your predicament.

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"Ahh, Mitsuri-sama! Y/N-sama! You're finally here!"

You bow your head gingerly, as Mitsuri does the same," S-Sorry," you stammer, looking to Kagaya,Amane and the rest of their family," W-We were just catching up... completely lost track of time!"

All eyes were on you, as you saw all of the Hashira, your Master, and his family before you. If not for your position, you would have been quaking in your boots from the amount of power and status in this room.

Shinobu looks to the two new comers, clasping her hands together gently," Ahh, don't forget about the rest of us, dear Y/N-chan~! We still have to discuss our next mission together~," the insect pillar chimes, making you blink in surprise.

"O-Oh!!! Shinobu-san, I-- I'm sorry, we can DEFINITELY talk about that before we go to bed!" You apologize, making Shinobu beam.

"Now now, we will have plenty of time to attend to business... for now, this is a time to relax and recollect ourselves..." Kagaya chimes, raising his head as he looks towards your voice.

You flush with guilt, as you nod again respectfully," O-Of course... forgive us, Master..."

Mitsuri sneaks by to sit between Rengoku and Gyomei, while you take your seat between Giyuu and Shinobu. Tengen seems to be whispering something to Rengoku, before you hear the pair stiffle a laugh.

You feel yourself shrinking inward as you automatically feel that they were laughing at or about you. You hear Ubuyashiki clear his throat, the table growing silent.

"I'd like to thank you all, and the beings whom allowed it, for you being here tonight... we've cooked a particularly filling meal for you all."

Amane gently cuts in, a soft smile on her smooth face,"Please dine to your hearts' content. We have plenty more to serve you all."

Everyone collectively offers their thanks to the masters of the home, thank their deities, for the meal. Immediately after, everyone starts to dig in. As lively chatter and banter fills the air, you feel a pair of eyes on you. You look over to see your Wind Pillar, your admirer, eyeing you. A soft flush is dusting his cheeks, as he offers you a short but sweet nod. He wants to do and say more, but he seems to be hesitant.

You smile warmly to him, going to pass him something before you feel Giyuu bump into you.

"H-Hey!!! Watch it!!!," you bark, Giyuu almost remaining motionless.

"...sorry...," Giyuu's monotone voice replies,"...Obanai was reaching over, so I tried to give him space." Your face flushes with guilt, feeling bad for getting so fiesty.

"N-No, sorry, it's okay... it's a crowded table, after all," you reply sheepishly, catching the eye of Sanemi again. You could see his face contort slightly. He seems to be a little envious...? Maybe you should've sat next to him?

"Y/N-chan, could you pass the sauce this way, please?," Shinobu politely asks, before you go to do so.

But as you go to hand it off, you yelp in surprise. You felt... something.... touching on your inner thigh. You glance down, noticing something quickly retract.

You lock eyes with Sanemi again, who looks positively unamused at you. You strain as you smile, passing the sauce successfully.

"Sorry... just felt a chill, I guess..." You say dismissively, Shinobu humming.

"My, my, it seems like you're a bit off today, Y/N-chan... a little jumpy, even!" Shinobu quips," I hope I didn't make you feel too nervous about our next mission!," She finishes with a cool chuckle. You laugh, waving your hand dismissively,"O-Of course not! You know I always li--"

There it was again. A warmth pressed to your inner thigh, inching higher. You glance cautiously at Sanemi again, who seems to be trying to avoid your eye contact.

"A-Ahem-- I LOVE... going on missions with you!!," you finish, a quiet flush spreading across your cheeks. Shinobu laughs, her quiet but even tone welcome among the chaotic sounds of UMAI!!! and other banter.

"Ooooh, you're too kind Y/N-chan! That just makes me more hopeful for tomorrrow!," Shinobu chimes, gently patting your back as you try and avoid reacting to whatever is happening under the table. You fix Sanemi with a side eye, trying to eat as much as you could muster with his coy game of footsy.

Your predicament from earlier, your lack of underwear, was only making this game more dangerous for you. You'd have to be careful...

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As everyone parts ways for the night, Mitsuri goes to pat you on the back,"...be careful tonight, okay?" She slips something into your other hand. The concealer!!

"...just in case you need it," She whispers, winking at you before walking away. Your face is fiery red, as you shove the concealer away.

"I-If you make this obvious, I'm going to come for you, Kanroji..." You exasperate, noticing Obanai slinking by to pursue Mitsuri.

Ever so subtly, he whispers something you almost couldn't catch,"... if you break his heart, I'll feed your hands to Kaburamaru."

You halt in your steps, sputtering as Obanai continues to walk, not even reacting. Mitsuri, you ass--!!

You can hardly speak up as you notice Sanemi shoving Tengen off of him, shoving his hands in his pockets and hastily walking away. Bingo.

You decide to take the scenic route again... surely you won't be too noticeable, right?

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"...gotta lot of damn nerve," you hear a gruff voice behind you, nearly ten paces from Sanemi's room. Without even turning, you scoff.

"I should say the same to you, sir. Getting handsy with me under a table with all the Hashira? That's mighty bold--"

"You were the one without underwear," Sanemi harshly whispers back, making your thighs rub together,"... I didn't think you'd actually have it in you, little tease."

You swallow shallowly, grabbing at your kimono," W-Well... you didn't leave me many options..."

Sanemi's smirk was burrowing into the back of your head, and you knew it. Yiu were going to say more, before an arm hoisted you up by the waist, the other clasping over your bratty mouth,"...for good reason, doll."

Your yelp of surprise is muffled as Sanemi drags you into his room. He's feverishly shutting and locking the door again as you're thrown to the tatami mat. You mimic a fish out of water, gaping as your kimono is basically hanging open," W-Way to be discreet!!!," you hiss.

"Oh, shut up," Sanemi growls, looming over you. Your face heats up as a foot knocks you onto your back, smacking the back of your head," I don't need to be... you're the obvious one, here... I'm just gonna enjoy myself if you're gonna mess things up."

You try to get up as Sanemi kneels, but he grabs you by your ankles and yanks you closer, making your kimono fly open at the bottom again. You want to cover your face in embarrassment, until he lays on his stomach before your trembling legs.

"..y...you were really wanting to do this, then?," you hush, your breathing becoming heavy as Sanemi spreads your thighs apart. He marvels at the sight of your cunt, his mouth practically watering.

"Didn't have desert yet, right?," Sanemi drawls, a tone reverberating in the air that makes your toes curl sharply.

" I figured if I get to choose... I want something a little sweeter than some pastries the other grubby Hashira can get their hands on..."

You barely have time to process his compliment before featherlight kisses make their way up your inner thighs.

"I want you. And I only want my hands on you, Y/N. No one else."

His breath was hot and labored as you felt it closing the distance between his lips and yours. Well... at least the pair you had below the waist.

"Damn-- I didn't think you'd get this wet over my little words...," Sanemi practically hums, his tongue coming dangerously close to your slit. He suckles on the junction between your pelvis and thigh, making your practically squeal from sensitivity.

"S-Sanemi--! Please!!," you practically plead, embarrassed but too worked up to stop him. He has you gasping as he leaves the first of many hickeys, your hands flying into his hair. The pale haired hashira shifts over and begins to lick a long strip between your folds, pulling out a wanton moan from your throat.

"Don't have to tell me twice... thanks for the meal," Sanemi breathes over your clit, before going down on you fully. The feeling of his hot, smooth muscle made your core tense up almost immediately.

Your hands fisted his hair tightly as he diligently moved his tongue, exploring your warmth. You hear a noise coming from below, looking down at your lover. You feel yourself grow more excited as Sanemi growls into your sopping heat, seemingly enjoying himself.

His hands come around to your pelvic area, pressing down to keep you anchored in place as he finally pays attention your your needy clit. A hand shoots up to cover your mouth, and Sanemi lets you as he tears a desperate groan from you.

"Sh-Shit--- ughhhn, Sane-- m-mi!," you pant out, your hand falling limp as his tongue traces tickling, tight circles around your bud.

"Gods, youre fucking hot...," you hear your peer growl, making you clench around nothing. But that wouldn't be for long.

Your head is thrown back when you feel one of Sanemi's fingers bully inside of you, going down to his last knuckle. You could only squirm and take it as he continues to fuck your from the outside in.

" N-Nemi--- shit, 'Nemi, slow down...!" You feel his second finger close by, wanting to thrust its' way inside. Sanemi's eyes flicker up to yours, eyeslids supporting his droopy, pretty lashes. Who were you kidding? Even if he made you cum too quickly, you couldn't say no to that face.

Your eyelids flutter closed as he latches on to your clit again, suckling when the second finger goes in to your heat. For just a few moments, he leaves his rough digits there, letting you adjust and feel just how full you are.

He pulls of your clit with a wet pop, his grin covered in your slick," Had to give you something, too... a teaser for your dessert."

You swallow dryly, licking your lips and whining when he goes back down. You could hardly control your voice as your eyes rolled back on their own.

"Mine... my cunt... my partner, my fucking girl... this is all mine, Y/N...," Sanemi practically moans into you, his fingers starting to move. You reach down and deftly pull at his platinum hair again, relishing a very pleased moan from him. You could feel his desperation as he ruts against the floor below him.

"Y-Yes... fuck, yes I'm yours!!!" You say unprompted, making Sanemi grin. You were doing the work for him.

"Pl-Please... mark me, tease me-- FUCK-- F-Fuck me, Sanemi...!!! I-I can't keep h-holding ouuuuttt~ Ahh!"

Sanemi chuckles lewdly as he hooks his fingers inside you, targeting your gummy, inner walls' weak spot.

"Cum, then... cum on my face," you hear a strained groan, as his babbling continues," I wanna see you cum undone, baby...." Sanemi continues to ramble between suckles and licks, practically feral," F-Fuck, give me... give me what you've got, baby..."

You shriek into your hand as a hard thrust of his fingers finally tumbles you over the edge. Sanemi sputters blissfully as he gets vice gripped by your spasming walls. He's diligently lapping up at your juices, his free hand squeezing your hip as if to hold you in place.

Once you're trying to squirm away, Sanemi pulls back with another wet pop, his eyelids heavy. Oh no. No no no. The least you could do was return the favor.

You shove Sanemi onto his back before he can mount you, making him croak in surprise.

"Your turn to shut up, boy," you bark at him, making Sanemi's face go crimson," I've had just about enough of that mouth... but, I still want my dessert, too."

You practically rip his kimono off of him, leaving Sanemi a panting, breathlessly heap as he struggles to shimmy out of it the rest of the way. You could tell that the stimulation from his minstrations was enough to get him pretty riled up.

Once Sanemi laid bare, your kimono comes off next, leaving nothing to as you line yourself up over his aching, leaking cock. Your hand flies down to align him with your still sensitive hole, biting your lip as you mentaly hype yourself up.

"F-Fuck...," is all Sanemi can muster, his hands flying to support your hips as you sink down onto his shaft. It takes everything in the both of you to not shout from the seering pleasure.

You keep yourself seated for the moment, only wiggling your hips slightly as Sanemi bites his lip, his head reeling.

"N-Not so tough now, h-huh?," you practically whine as you finally pick yourself up, only slam back down onto his member. Sanemi grunts, eyes slamming shut," S-Shut up... ngggh, too good--" he pants out as you choose a brutal pace, knowing Sanemi could handle you like this... probably.

You lean forward as you bounce on his cock, grinning down at your man who was not only pussy drunk, but absolutely dazed as his eyes flutter again. He's practically breathless, his hands barely able to hang on as he grunts with every movement.

You decide it's time to try and really shut him up. Your hands trace delicate patterns up his body until they reach his neck, ghosting his throat. A wanton moan leaves him, eyes hastily looking at yours. Maybe he's never done this before?

You tenderly wrap a hand around his throat, not placing any pressure... and you feel his dick throb inside of you. Ohh... so the Wind Hashira wants his breath  knocked out of his chest, huh?

Experimentally, you apply some light pressure, and a strangled groan leaves him heaving, one hand flying up to grab your wrist. You almost stop, but he keeps your hand there, assuring you physically to keep holding on.

And so you do, while his face heats up dramatically.

"F-Fuhh--- ahhnn, fuhh-- Y/N!! Y-Y/N, fuh mee--" you can barely make out his cries, as tears are welling up in Sanemi's eyes. You practically squeal as you realize you've found his weak spot.

"Awww, what's the matter, Sanemi~? Hah-- f-feeling too good already?"

"Y-Yeah--! Nnn, yeah!!," is all he can reply between broken moans, his head going blank. You let go for a moment, causing him to gasp for air. He can hardly catch a break, your bouncing only becoming harsher and faster. He can barely breathe properly, even now, becoming an absolute mess under your touch.

"Tell me what you want, baby... I can give it to ya," you mewl, circling your hips in a way that made him see stars.

"G-Gonna--- agh, w-wanna cum!" Sanemi begs, both hands grabbing your wrists. Surprised by his tone and eagerness, you mentally note to yourself to tease him about it later.  You look down to his pleading eyes, knowing he can hardly speak as he's trying not to bust too early.

"Do you wanna cum for me, 'nemi?"

A choked up whine is all you get, causing you to slow down. He practically panics, slamming his hips up into you. You groan, meeting his thrust, but using your weight to hold him back down.

"Pl..please... y/n, please... I n-need... I need your hands... to cum..."

A chord snaps in you as Sanemi guides your hand back to his neck, before he grabs the other. It's only then you realize he wants you to use both of your hands.

Your eyes widen in shock, before Sanemi smiles dreamily up at you,"I-It's okay... hhnnn--- Hashira..." he says chopily.

Oh right. You've both been in a tight spot with breathing before. You grin. Guess the vulnerability turns him on, too.

On command, you wrap both of your pretty hands around his throat, applying that delicious pressure again. You make sure to not neglect his cock as your hips start up again, quickly increasing their pace. Sanemi, unable to move his head back, lets his hands fall to either side of his head, eyelids fluttering.

"F-fah... hah~ fuhk!! Oh fuhk!!" Sanemi was making noises you'd only expect actors to make, making your core flutter. And you weren't far behind him.

You toss your head back, cursing as your body stung from the energy you were using to fuck your man absolutely raw. You'd be luck if you were more than skin and bones after this.

"Hnnn, cum!! Cum for me, Shinazugawa!!" You commanded, resulting in a very quick, harsh thrust on his end. Your inner walls were painted white, causing you to finally cry out and meet your release a second time.

You didn't realize how loud and out of it you had been, until you feel weak hands tapping quickly against your thigh.

"Aghnn-- shit, fuck, sorry baby!" You quickly let go of Sanemi's neck, his vision almost blurry as he weakly looks up at you. A hoarse laugh leaves his broad chest, as he opts to pull you down for a hug.

You whine, the angle causing his cock to limply slip out of you, "Gods... that was-- that was pretty--"

"Amazing," Sanemi finishes, peppering your cheek with kisses. You giggle at the sweetness that greatly contrasted your lewd actions.

"Soooo uhhh.. was that new for you?," you ask innocently, still trying to catch your breath. Sanemi nods, head falling lazily to the side as you cuddle closer.

"W-With someone, yes... by my self? Hardly..." You feel your heart thump in your chest at the admission. So he was a little kinkier than you pegged him to be, afterall...

You smile dreamily up at Sanemi, kissing his lips as you chime," Well, it looks like we need to have dessert more often too..."

Sanemi laughs, running his hands over your back," First laundry, now dessert... you're starting to make it sound like a lazy, domestic Sunday..." You smile at him, mushing your cheek against his chest as you wiggle your hips.

"Well... it can be...," you offer, the both of you stilling for a moment," I-I mean... we can.... make this a thing. If you'll have me," you finish, the last part leaving you in a whisper. Sanemi rolls his eyes, pinching your nose as you whine distainfully.

"You think I would've done that if I didn't want that all the time with you? Tch. I'm not some man whore," Sanemi chides, as if offended. You smirk loopily, chuckling. ,"You sure sounded like a whore--"

Wholesome, bellyaching laughter fills Sanemi's room as the two of you bask in your afterglow, Sanemi jabbing your sides from the low blow.

"Well then, ma'am, if you want to hear those more... you better come home to my estate. Whenever you're ready... Whenever you're sick. Whenever your horny, especially.... I want you there with me."

You swoon at his words, wrapping your arms around him as you bury your face into his chest. He could hardly hear your reply, a smile plastering his face as he hears you say.

"...same time, next Sunday~?"

[zoeykallus]

Helloo

I hope you are doing well and life has been better to you. Anyway, thanks for your work! My day gets better every time I see that you have posted something. 🫶🏼

(And ignore the fail of a message i sent you accidentally before. It‘s way too early and my phone fell out of my hands and it sent in too soon 😂)

I liked the Hc with the submissive kink where the reader wants to be dominated. I was wondering if you could do the same thing again for the regs?

My next question would be how the bad batch reacts if the reader wants them to leave their armor on during the act or if they find out the reader has an armor kink

You are of course free to decide whether you make both, only one or neither of the two requests.🤭

Aloha my dear!

No of course it hasn't on, the contrary, but I'm going on, out of spite 🤨

Don't worry about the other message, stuff like that happens to me on a regular basis 😂

I'd start with the reg request and would do the second one as well. Would you mind sending me the armor request separately? This way it won't slip through the cracks. I've been hit with new shifts for the next three weeks that make my head spin in a bad way. I'm not the type of person that works well getting up at 2am because work starts at 3am. 😅😭 Thing is, I won't lose this out if site when it's in my asks, knowing me, these next weeks will trow me out of my game, in a way it already has.

Enough whining, let's do this!

I didn't know which ones you wanted, so I picked some regs that instantly popped up in my head. I hope that's okay.

Howzer/Rex/Fives/Gregor/Cody/Kix/Wolffe/Hardcase x Fem!Reader HCs - The Submissive Kink (2)

Warnings: Strongly Suggestive/Partly Sexual Content/Mentioning Of Sexual Content/Submissive Kink/18+

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You reveal to your beloved clone that you would like to be dominated by him. Here is his reaction…

AC: This is how I see these men, sorry, not sorry. 😋

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

Howzer

It's not immediately clear to him what you're talking about. Howzer is a gentle, loving gentleman by nature, an old romantic. It takes a little moment, though not very long, for him to understand what you actually want from him.

"You want me to dominate you?"

You nod, cheeks heated, biting your lower lip.

Howzer is basically the type to grant your every wish if he can. This is no different. However, his dominance is marked by a caring tenderness. He gives you a slap on your bare ass, but caresses the spot immediately afterwards, kissing it, only to gently press his teeth into it shortly after.

He grips harder, dominant positions are also no problem, but he will never be too rough, no matter how much you ask him to, that's just not in him. Taking you from behind and pushing you into the pillows, no problem at all. The occasional slap, the one or two gentle bites, also no problem. Blindfolds and gentle bondage games are of course no problem either.

But he will never really hurt you, even if you ask for it, that is against his nature. Don't try to argue with him about it if he doesn't want to get too rough, that might actually scare the gentle Howzer away.

Rex

His right eyebrow twitches up silently, and he looks at you scrutinizing.

After a silent moment, he asks, "You want more dominance? In bed?"

Your nod makes him blink, then he smiles.

"So my beauty wants her captain in bed, not the gentle lover?"

Another nod from you, and you feel your ears getting hot and an expectant tingle spreading through your body, at his reaction.

Rex has the command tone down, easily. In a firm, deep voice, a promising rasp resonating in his tone, he orders you to undress for him and present yourself to him. He eyes you, asks you to do certain poses, to display yourself to him, while he undresses himself at the same time.

Quite a while passes without a touch, only with commands and covetous looks. But then, quite abruptly, his strong hands take hold. Rex is overpowering, but never too rough. He can grip you, and he knows exactly how.

He presses you against him, or clamps you between himself and a piece of furniture, creating an erotic illusion of helplessness. But don't worry, you are always safe with him. Let yourself fall, Rex is very good at taking the reins, in fact he has secretly had this fantasy one time or another.

Fives

He is up for any fun, including this one. From him, you can ask almost anything, as long as it is hot, and you enjoy it. Dominant poses, harder gripping, command tone, or even degrading words or actions, everything is in there.

Bondage games? No problem.

"The plush handcuffs or the real ones?" he asks.

"The real ones," you say, biting your lower lip.

He raises an eyebrow, "Oh, I see, someone needs to be punished."

Tied to the bed, or just hands behind your back, or a gag? Toys to go with it? Anything goes.

Within the bounds of consent, anything is doable. Role-playing games too, of course. Have you ever played with the imagination in your mind of being the helpless prisoner of your clone soldier Fives? Tell him about it. Though he may be surprised at first, he loves games, especially ones that are erotic.

He already has a very special interrogation in mind for you that will make your thighs quiver.

Gregor

Your sweet, giggling soldier, is anything but a killjoy. Every suggestion will be given a try. However, even if he is an excellent soldier, he is not suitable as a heavy-handed person in a relationship.

Dominating is definitely possible, but he has limits, playing with pain is taboo, he just can't bring himself to do that, that would kill the mood for him, no matter how much you might want to try that, he just can't consciously hurt you.

But don't worry, he can grab, and he's not too shy to push you into the sheets and take you properly, even if he might seem so shy in everyday life. To push his cock between your lips while he has a hand in your hair is also no problem, however, even if this makes him almost unbearably horny, he also pays very close attention that everything is fine with you.

Gentle bondage games, blindfolds and the like, are of course also no problem.

With a giggle he says, "Sweetie, today my wish is your command".

Cody

He behaves very similar to Rex. Command tone just suits him. The commands he may give you in the bedroom, however, are his favorite. Or also in the living room, or the kitchen… or the bathroom, in fact he already took you in the hallway pressed against the dresser.

He knows you like it. Right when he entered your apartment, you can see it in his face. He needs to let off steam, and you are only too happy to be the outlet. But don't worry, everything remains within the framework of mutual consent.

He pulls down your pants and panties, pushes you, not exactly gently against the dresser. One hand immediately goes between your legs and caresses your instantly moistening pussy, his teeth gently bite into your neck, while you dutifully take off his cod piece and free his cock. Shortly after, he takes you from behind, your body bent over the small dresser in the hallway.

Such scenes and others are not uncommon in your relationship, from the moment you tell him that you enjoy it.

Kix

"What?"

Kix looks at you uncomprehendingly. At first, he's a bit perplexed, doesn't really understand what you're getting at. But you finally say it a little more clearly.

"Oh, that's what you mean," he finally says, eyes wide.

After a brief pause in which he visibly thinks, he says, "Okay, sounds like fun. But are you sure?"

Your eager nod elicits a wry grin from him. Kix is very cautious at first, but also very curious. He likes to implement your suggestions with you, and soon he has ideas of his own that he contributes. Doctor/medic games are also included. For one of your role-playing games he even stole a new stretcher from the medbay on which he straps you occasionally. Of course, always after consultation with you, that goes without saying.

You both don't lack ideas, or fun. However, he has a hard time with dirty talk for a long time. The first few times he can hardly say some sentences without blushing, even though he's not usually one to mince words, somehow that's really sweet. But Kix learns, and quite quickly.

Wolffe

He looks at you and his gaze is so penetrating and yet very hard to interpret that at first you just stare back.

"You want me to dominate you in bed?"

You nod and say a little meekly, "Yes, I think I'd like that".

"Hmm," he hums and asks, "Are you sure you know what you're getting yourself into?"

You blink and almost want to say no, it happens so quickly that you suddenly feel very small under Wolffe's gaze, even if he doesn't always mean to. But you nod again and say, "I think so. You love me, don't you?"

"Of course," he says almost sternly, as if he resents that you might question that.

"Then I'm sure we can find a way for both of us to enjoy it."

And you do. Wolffe is very engaging, almost overwhelming, but in a fantastic, erotic way. Very quickly he knows how to move within your boundaries, to carry you through his dominance to submissive, erotic heights that you could hardly imagine until then.

Dominant poses, bondage, degradation, erotic punishment, everything is in there. Wolffe is strong and he likes to use that. It's incredibly hot to feel that power when he pushes you into the pillows or against a piece of furniture and shoves his cock into your pussy. The hand on your neck, which never really squeezes but always rests firmly enough so that you don't forget its presence, does the rest.

Hardcase

He is a talker, he often has a big mouth, but he is actually a playful, gentle soul. To deny you a wish is not in him, he loves to make you happy, then he is happy too.

This also applies to your lovemaking. So your suggestion will meet with open ears and interest from him.

"Dominate?"

You nod.

He gives you a smug look and plays it cool.

"Sure, that's what you want?"

You know him, you know he's acting right now. But you play along.

Playing coy, biting your bottom lip, you nod again and say, "Yeah, babe."

But Hardcase isn't as cool as he acts. However, he tries very hard, yet the beginnings are bumpy, he asks you way too often if he's hurting you and keeps destroying the mood that has been created. He also doubts one or the other idea in the beginning, tying you up in a helpless position looks sexy, he admits that, yet at first he feels like he's taking advantage of you somehow.

It takes a bit of patience from you to make him understand that this is what you want. But don't worry, he'll get the hang of it and actually find it a lot of fun

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[honeybeefae]

6, 13, 38. Just the stupidest and funniest situation you can think of with literally anyone 😂

Prompts:

6: "You look stupid as hell right now."

13: "Oh God yes, right there- oh my God, just like that, please don't stop." "...Can you stop that? You're making it sound like we're in a porno and now I'm highly uncomfortable."

38: "You're such a dork." "Yeah, no wonder you're so in love with me."

Pairings: Inner Circle, Cassian x Nesta, Feyre x Rhysand, Mor x Emerie

Warnings: Alluding to sexual situations but not actual sex!

(This was chaotic to write but it was so much fun and I can literally picture this exact scenario. I hope you like it! <3)

The fire roared inside the hearth of the cabin as everyone sat around the coffee table. All of the food had been eaten, the wine almost completely gone, but the conversation and good mood were still going strong as Cassian stood for his turn of truth or dare.

"Truth or dare, Cassian?" Mor asked, her arm loosely slung around Emerie.

"You know me too well to ask me that question, Mor." Cassian smirked, cracking his knuckles as he sent a wink to Nesta who rolled her eyes.

"You could surprise everyone once in a while, you know Cass? Keep people on their toes?" Feyre remarked from Rhys's lap, her eyes half-lidded as he played with her hair. "You don't have any juicy secrets you want to share?"

"Secrets, secrets are no fun, Feyre. Secrets, secrets hurt someone." He replied while pretending to take a dagger to the heart, Mor clearing her throat to regain his attention. "Sorry, what was it?"

"I don't think it's fair to make him do a dare while he's this inebriated." Elain said, her mouth twisted sideways.

"It is very fair, Elain." Amren corrected, taking a sip from her almost empty glass. "Let's hear it, Mor."

"I dare you..." She trails off while pursing her lips, looking across her friends before a devious thought enters her mind. "I dare you to renact sex between you and Nesta."

"What? No! I don't want to see that...or hear it." Feyre groans, covering her ears as Rhysand and Azriel laugh. Elain nodded her head, looking like she was ready to bolt while Nesta seemed fed up with the entire thing.

"Yeah no, that's not going to happen. Cassian. Pass it." Nesta ordered, not even bothering to glance at him while he crossed his arms and pouted. "Save your whining. Choose a truth instead."

"Hang on, hang on, I think it's up to the player to choose, right Mor?" Amren pointed out, smirking as Nesta shot her a glare. "What's wrong, Nesta? Afraid we're all going to find out how bad your sex life is?"

"Amren, you better-" Nesta began only to be silenced as Cassian stepped into the middle of the circle and shook out his body. Amren grinned when she saw Nesta's face pale, everyone knowing what was about to come next.

"Cass, no, please, they're just trying-" Nesta tried to pull him back only to sigh when he shook his head dramatically, stumbling back a step as he turned to look at her with a hand over his heart.

"I'm defending our honor." He said bravely, grinning wolfishly as he looked down at Rhys and Feyre. "Cover your ears, High Lady, it's about to get graphic."

Before anyone could though Cassian went head first into the "act". He started thrusting sloppily, his hair falling into his face from how loose his bun was becoming as he threw his head back and started making the most obnoxious, high-pitched moans.

"Oh yes, Cassian! Right there! You are so handsome and strong!" He wailed, not even noticing how red Nesta's face was becoming. "Oh God yes, right there- oh my God, just like that, please don't stop."

"...Can you stop that? You're making it sound like we're in a porno and now I'm highly uncomfortable." Nesta pleaded, burying her face into her hands as Cassian continued on as if she hadn't even spoken. "Cassian, please, I'm begging."

"Please, Cassian, I'm begging!" He repeated with a girly voice, falling on his ass as Nesta swiped her leg behind his knees to finally get him to shut up. Everyone started laughing, Rhys having to physically hold his sides, as Cassian stood back up and bowed not so gracefully.

"Thank you, thank you." He pretended to accept roses, pulling a reluctant Nesta into his lap. "I love you so much."

"You look stupid as hell right now." She snapped though there was no real bite in her tone, her hand cupping his face as he nuzzled his nose against her. "You are such a dork."

"Yeah, no wonder you're so in love with me." He replied smartly, avoiding her light smack as he kissed her softly. "Just know the feeling is returned one hundred percent."

"And just know you'll be sleeping out in the snow tonight, darling." She replied sweetly, patting his cheek as he tried to figure out just how serious she was.

[dudeslut]

Edging & Denial | Day 6 Report

Day 6 challenge details:

Amount of edges: 11

Instructions: I have to cockwarm my dildo in my ass the entire time!

Edging instructions and/or punishment suggestions are welcome!

(original post detailing the challenge)

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Sorry for the late report, life happens ya know haha! Everything's all good, nothing bad just busy! Now back to horny >:3c And this one is a long one 😉

Prior to this, I had only ever cockwarmed a dildo in my cunt. However it wasn't for long because the dildo I have has balls and a big base so it was uncomfortable to sit with it, even all the way in. And not a sexy type of uncomfortable lol 😭

Anyway, I was looking forward to cockwarming in my ass since it seemed like it would be more comfortable to sit with it inserted there. I got started half sitting, half laying naked in bed like usual. I began to prep, rubbing and stroking my tdick until I was hard and leaking 🤤

This time around, I was driven by a specific hot fantasy/scenario. I was imagining a dom tying me up and fucking me. Specifically, I'm standing with a spreader bar between my legs and bent over a table. My hands are bound together in front of me and outstretched, keeping me in a bent position 🤤

My brain was really wanting to indulge in my praise kink so, while being tied, they continuously showered me in praise with a genuine sweetness and softness to their voice. 😵‍💫 And they're being so gentle with their movements. Once I'm tied up, they take things slow caressing my body, alternating between full grasps with their hands and light brushing with just fingers.

They continue the sweet talk - saying a lot of "good boy" of course 🥰 - until they're standing behind me. From here they slip their cock into my ass and then, in contrast to everything so far, just get super rough and aggressive. Their hands gripped tight on my hips as they slam into me, yet they still keep up the same gentle praises.

So, I'm getting absolutely railed until I can barely speak words while hearing, "good boy, taking me so well," "you're making such pretty noises, don't stop baby," "god you're so good for me, letting me fuck your tight little asshole," etc.

Anyway while that very specific fantasy is bouncing around my mind, I sat in a way that made it easier for my precum to drip down and coat my asshole. When I couldn't bare to be empty any longer, I lubed up my fingers and began to fuck myself open.

Face down, ass up is always the easiest position for me to finger my ass without my arm falling asleep or being in a weird position haha. One finger slips in easily; I didn't take a lot of time to rub my hole or tease in other ways like I usually like to do because I was soooo desperate to be filled 😵‍💫 With my precum and extra lube, the second and third finger quickly joined the first.

I thrust myself back onto my fingers as I scissored them apart, just trying to stretch myself as quickly as possible. It's hard for me to reach my sweet spot and keep it consistently stimulated with just my fingers. This feels like it's own type of edging and teasing that drives me crazyyyyy 🥵

It'd been probably close to ~8 months since I was able to properly fuck myself in the ass with a dick so I was extra sensitive and needy 🥴 Feeling open enough, I pulled my fingers out, prepped my dildo with a condom and lube and returned to face down, ass up.

I wanted it in me so bad I was futilely trying to just shove it in but this just made my muscles tense from the exertion 😂 I had to stop myself and calm the excited, horny part of my brain long enough to remember to relax. Finally I was able to breach my asshole with the dildo and let out an unexpected whine. I wasn't expecting the immediate stretch to get to me and feel sooo fucking good.

I had to pause because the whine was a little loud and was hoping my roommate didn't hear. I was able to proceed and fill myself; not too fast or too slow, I wanted to savor the feeling 🤤 When it slid against my sweet spot, I was so glad I wasn't touching my dick because I probably would have came instantly 😵‍💫 It'd been too long my ass was just begging to be fucked 🫣

When it bottomed out, I reveled in the fullness while resisting the urge to start thrusting it in and out. I flipped over onto my backside and adjusted until I was comfortable. Every fiber of me wanted to ride my dildo soooo fucking bad it was embarrassing; the fullness felt great, but god I NEEDED to be fucked! 🥵 Maybe driven by the praise in my fantasy, I was somehow able to overcome the urge to fuck myself and just cockwarm.

I started jerking off in earnest, feeling my little dick twitch in my hand and my cunt leak even more precum onto my asshole 🤤 And it was off to the races! I couldn't stop whimpering in frustration at the lack of movement in my ass and ended up having to muffle myself with a small pillow.

To be burning with pleasure from the delicious fullness inside me and perfect strokes to my dick, but simultaneously being under stimulated felt wild! My brain and cock both knew I could be relieving my need to get fucked. Not giving in felt like my body was trying to constantly yell the reminder at me that there's literally a dick in my ass I could easily bounce on 🥴 One of the craziest horny feelings I've had.

My frustrating yet incredibly pleasurable setup made me quickly reach the edge each time. No close calls thankfully and after the first few edges, the frustration part began to die down and I began to fully enjoy just being filled 🤤

When I finished my edges, my cock was pulsing, my cunt leaking, and my asshole clenching with need. I wanted to stay full so bad and cum like that but knew I couldn't. Feeling the dildo slide out of me made me tremble as I was reminded one last time how badly I wanted to fuck myself.

I cleaned up and went to bed horny and still a bit wet and hard. I don't know how I even managed to fall asleep 🥵 So glad tomorrow is the last edging/denial challenge day because bruh idk how much longer I can go unfucked and without cumming 😩😩😩

[once-upon-an-imagine]

If Dialoge requests are still allowed, can I request one with Charlie Weasley, were his girlfriend is getting ready for a girls night with her coworkers but the moment he sees her outfit he doesn’t want her to go and tries to change her mind 🥴 (in a fun way, no jealousy or so)

submitted by @mycobrakai1972

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yeees! this is so perfect! I love it so much! 🥰 Warning: this gets a bit suggestive at the end ( thought about making it smut at some point, I love Charlie too much, sue me! 😂)

"Where are you going?"

"We're hitting a couple of pubs, love" you said, finishing your makeup in front of the mirror.

"When are you coming back?"

"I'm not sure" you shrugged.

"Where are you going?"

"You've already asked me that, love" you chuckled.

"Will you bring me something?"

"Charles!" you laughed, poking your head out of the bathroom door to see him lying on your bed, pouting at you. "Stop that right now!"

"I'm sorry, love. I'm just gonna miss you" he said, sitting up.

"I'll be back before you know it" you insisted, going back to fixing your hair.

"Ugh! This is gonna be such a long night!" he said, throwing himself back on the bed.

"Charles, knock it off! It is one time I'm going out with my co-workers" you laughed, stepping out to the room and looking at yourself in the mirror.

"I know but-" Charlie stopped midsentence when he saw you and his jaw dropped. "Is- is that what you're wearing?"

"Mhm, could you help me with my zipper, love?" you asked and he didn't need to be told twice. He quickly made his way over to you, wrapping his arms around you, making you let out a soft laugh. "Up, Charles" you said when you felt his hand guiding the zipper in the other direction.

"It's not my fault" he said as his hands started wandering all over your body and his lips quickly found their place on your neck. "You know I love how you look in this dress" he said between kisses.

"Charlie" you whined, biting your bottom lip when he kissed the spot he knew drove you crazy. "I'm gonna be late, love" you said, unsure if you actually cared at this point since Charlie's hands were making you want to blow your friends off and just stay here with him.

"Don't go" he whispered in your ear before he kept on kissing you.

"Sweetheart" you said, not even fighting to remove his hands from your body or pushing yourself away from him. You really just needed an excuse to not go and he was giving you a very good one. "I said I would go. It'll be rude if I don't show up" you said, trying to contain the moans coming with the contact of his lips on your skin. It always felt like it lights it up on fire.

"Just tell them you weren't feeling good" he said, turning you around as his lips continued his happy trail of kisses all over you until he knelt down and started roaming his hands underneath your dress. "Which would be lying because if you stay with me I promise to make it worth your while" he said between kisses as he reached back up to your lips again. "And to make you feel really good!"

"You know, you have a very dangerous power in your hands, Mr. Weasley" you told him before letting out a small shriek when Charlie picked you up and walked you over to your bed. He knew he had won. You weren't going anywhere.

"I don't hear you complaining, sweetheart" he smirked, starting to kiss you all over again.

"Don't make me regret this, Weasley" you mocked him.

"Is that a threat or a challenge?" he asked, with an arched eyebrow.

"Little bit of both" you said, raising your eyebrows at him before he leaned in to kiss you again.

You didn't end up going out that night. And you did not regret it one bit.

[delirious-donna]

Hello.... It is I 🦋 anon. Here to annoy you with more kakashi thirsts.

I'd like to think he'd love y/n's ass. Like he'd go on and on about it. So you decide to reward him with a special treat. The treat is obviously y/n. Its reverse cow girl, he'll get a front row seat of your ass + the added bonus of being able to see his thick cock entering your tight hole over and over again.

Anyway, enjoy!

I feel like a butterfly is way to sweet for these thirsts 😂

Hope you're having a nice day pretty! ☺️💗

🦋- my baby!! Nothing is too sweet for these thirsts, they might be sinfully dirty, but they are fluffy too. It all comes from a place of love so don't you worry at all!

Also, I'm sorry this has been sitting waiting for me in my drafts for weeks!!

Kakashi does love your ass. He adores fondling the cheeks, fingers pressing into the round doughy flesh and moulding it beneath his palms.

It feels good - an understatement - more like bliss as his rough palms knead at you, rocking your hips into him hard as he kisses you just as roughly. Bare beneath his touch, the morning routine disrupted by his wandering touch and thoughts of getting dressed fall to the wayside.

Too eager for you, too demanding as his fingers spread you open and the urgency increases. Any longer and he’ll have you pinned beneath him, ass in the air and face in the pillow but you have other plans this day.

Kakashi groans low in his throat, eyes hooded with desire and it is all for you. His lips taste like berries, the remnants of breakfast that seems so long ago and you lick at them hungrily as you pull back to study him.

“Lay back, Kashi.”

His eyes narrow on you, a blush tainting his cheeks at the nickname that never fails in making him weak for you, but he does as he's told. An arm resting behind his head as you yank down his pyjama pants and admire his heavy arousal.

“Not fair if I'm the only one naked, princess.” His voice is barely a rasp, husky and dripping in salacious intent and you’re quick to tug off your oversized t-shirt.

It’s evident that he assumed you’d ride him and you will, but not the way he initially thought. Turning around to gift him the glorious view of your ass as you slide your drenched folds along his cock, covering him completely in your arousal and moaning when the blunt tip nudges your clit.

His hands are on you before you’ve properly settled, the warm burn of accommodating him from this position making you whine and wriggle.

The pace is slow but deep, and Kakashi is losing his mind. Heavy stare swinging from the globes of your plush ass bouncing as you fuck yourself on him and his cock disappearing into your perfect tight pussy.

He won’t last, not when his grip is moulding you so firmly. Fingers making imprints in your flesh and the cream that rings his cock thickens as you look over your shoulder with the most desperate expression. Eyebrows pinched, nose scrunched and lips parted in a deep ‘o’.

Kakashi loves your ass, and he deserves this treat.

[fabbyf1]

Hello and Happy Daniel Tire Test Weekend to us all.

This week has gotten away from me, mostly because people won't stop setting off fireworks every night in Seattle and scaring my 140lbs babygirl mommy-coded sensitive-boy dog. I will personally sue each and every one of them.

ANYWAY... on to the only thing that matters. dando. I've been struggling a bit this week with writing and have decided to delete about 6k worth of a chapter today and try again :) because sometimes it be like that. Sometimes the characters get lost, and you have to go back and fix it.

don't let anyone ever tell you writing is easy. no matter how many words someone has on their ao3 account. no matter how quickly and easily you may think it is for them 🙃

that got away from me.

SNIPPET UNDER THE CUT! ENJOY YOUR WEEKEND, BESTIES.

DR: Why are you texting me if you’re at a party?

Daniel brought his fingers to his mouth and chewed on his nail, staring at the read status next to his text. One second turned into the next, and then the next, and Daniel’s stomach dropped when he realized that Lando wasn’t going to respond. 

Fuck. 

Maybe he shouldn’t have brought any attention to it. Maybe he was a fucking idiot. Daniel was about to do something stupid, like apologize for bringing it up, but then his phone lit up with a new text. He had never unlocked it so fast in his fucking life. 

LN: you texted me first 

And, well... that was fair. 

LN: did you like your video? 

Daniel whimpered because, really, what the fuck kind of question was that? Lando knew Daniel was going to like the video. Lando had to have known how obscene it was. He had sent him a seventeen-second video that was dripping with sex. 

DR: Are you fishing for compliments? 

Lando’s response was immediate, even after Daniel had taken a while to text back. 

LN: yea. i’m a growing boy, remember? Constant affirmation and all that 

Daniel whimpered. 

LN: how many times did you watch it? 

DR: Yes

LN: 😂that’s not an answer, baby 

“Baby,” Daniel whined, raising his hand to run through his curls. There was a time when Daniel was actually cool and could carry a flirty conversation without feeling like he was out of his league. He wasn’t sure what about Lando’s unexpected dominance made his brain melt, but... here he was. Melting. 

DR: Sorry, i meant... a few. 

LN: good boy

Daniel might actually lose his mind.