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mae-gi-writes · 3 months ago

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let it be me | kuroo tetsurou (1)

In which you, as a new divorcée, can't help but crush on your 4-year-old's new PE Coach.

genre: singleparent!reader x coach! Kuroo, fluff, acquaintances-to-lovers

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You know Kuroo Tetsurou before you officially meet him.

Why? Because he's practically a legend to your current four-year-old who's been talking about him nonstop from the moment you've strapped her into the car on the way back home.

"Apparently he was a--a volleyball champ!" Sakura chimes from the back as you swerve into the right lane in the direction of your tiny flat, "he knows how to serve from faaaar away, and --and when he serves, it's like--kapow! and boom! and whoosh! like that!"

You can't help but laugh because seeing your daughter so excited about volleyball is something you hadn't been expecting, not when you have two left feet and a stamina of a tiny pet rat.

"I'm glad you enjoyed your first week back," you meet her eyes in the rearview mirror with a smile, "that's good isn't it? Better than last year then?"

"Yes! I love Kuroo sensei!"

It seems that this particular teacher has specifically changed Sakura's view on school, and you had made a mental note to thank him.

But all thoughts of thank-yous and praise had flown out of your head the moment you bump into the said PE teacher in the corridor leading up to Sakura's class the next morning.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" You cry out, bending down to help him pick up the stack of papers that are now flying about and scattering at your feet, "here, let me help you--"

"It's Kuroo sensei!" Sakura chirps suddenly, causing your eyes to snap up at him.

Oh. So that's the PE teacher she's been gushing about all week. You're quick to shove the papers into a messy pile before handing them out to him, "I'm really sorry about that," you say sheepishly.

"Nothing to worry about," his deep voice is what catches your attention at first, followed by his height as he straightens up so that you get a clear view of his facce; angular features, honey-golden eyes that blink slowly at you in a way that makes you want to squirm, and messy dark raven locks that looks like he's just rolled out of bed five minutes ago.

Not that you won't mind if he rolled out of your bed, you mind chanted without warning.

You stop it as soon as it surfaces, horror and panic crashing into you at the same time. This man is--what? Probably half your age?

"Kuroo sensei! Do we have class with you later?" Sakura, unknowing of all the tormenting thoughts flickering past your brain, seems all too excited to see her PE teacher.

He chuckles lightly before ruffling her short bangs, "not today, little munchkin," he leans down to see her face, "but I'm pretty certain that we have class tomorrow. How about that?"

"Oh really? Yay!" Sakura claps, beaming up at him like he's just put a new sun in her sky, and Kuroo grins before straightening up once more, gold eyes clashing against your dark maroon.

"I don't think we've met," his voice, it's so deep and gravelly that it makes you want to swoon. You snap out of it the moment you spot his outstretched hand, "I'm Kuroo Tetsurou, the new PE teacher."

"So you're the new teacher that Sakura's been talking about all this time," you send him a shy smile as you shake his hand, realizing that his palm practically dwarfs yours in comparison, "it's nice to meet you. I'm Sakura's mum. How are you enjoying the school?"

"It's been really great actually," his grin widens. He has a beautiful smile, one that will easily make all the ladies of staff fall at his feet, "I'm slowly finding my way around the timetable, but other than that it's been smooth-sailing till now."

You nod, "that's great. I'm glad to hear," and then turn to your daughter, "you know where your class is right?"

"Of course I know mum," Sakura folds her arms across her chest indignantly.

You laugh, ruffling her hair before ushering her onwards, "alright alright. Yes, you're a big now. Then off you go."

You both watch her teeter down the hall, sometimes almost falling off-balance due to her newly-acquired skill of running with the weight of her bag around her shoulders, and fondness explodes across your chest. It's sweet and bitter at the same time, watching your daughter grow day by day. She's always changing, you realize, every day is a new one, maybe her hair gets longer, or you find a new mole along her face. It's like she's growing so fast you barely have time to savour it.

"Cute kid you have there."

You realize you're not alone upon hearing the familiar scratchy alto, and quickly blink back to reality, "ah--thank you. She can be a handful when she wants. Sometimes."

"All kids are," Kuroo tilts his head towards you, a smile on his face, "but sometimes I think they know more than we do."

You can't help but chortle, "definitely. Sakura's practically a know-it-all. She's in the phase of correcting everything that I say."

"Ooh, a bit bossy huh?"

"Tell me about it."

It's then that the bell rings, disrupting any kind of moment you might have with the PE teacher.

"Anyway," you dip your head into a small bow, "thank you for taking care of Sakura."

"It's really no trouble, miss...?"

"It's Y/N. Y/N Kosuke."

"Y/N," his golden orbs locks on yours, swirling with a kind of playfulness, with a warmth that makes your heart stutter, "well, I shall see you around, Ms. Kosuke-san."

And with that, he swerves away with a small wave as you watch his broad back disappear down the hallway, wondering whether it's stupid to imagine whether he'd winked at you or not.

Probably not.

Because why would anyone be interested in a mom right?

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The second time you bump into Kuroo Tetsurou is during Sports Day.

You remember back when you were in high school, how you'd always find an excuse to skip out on the activities -- feigning your period or cramps just to get to the nurse's office and away from your classmates -- just so that you could sit and daydream about anything and just about everything. You weren't that popular in your cohort, making it easy for you to disappear whenever you wished. But despite that, you could count on your hands the number of times you'd replaced someone and failed to deliver, causing wave after wave of disappointment as you lost team points as a result.

But now, as a grown up responsible for a child and always accustomed to doing whatever they liked even if that meant bringing you unhappiness or shame, you were obliged to attend such events. Actually enjoyed being there and watching Sakura giving it her all despite her short limbs and her lack of talent in sports. From what you can see, she clearly hasn't taken from her dad's side. Every single flaw in physical movement comes down from your side of the family and at the thought, a smile curves at the edges of your lips as you proceed to clap even harder.

"Is Papa going to be there tomorrow?" asks your daughter the night before as you're tucking her into bed. Her wide eyes are staring up at you like you're the one who can change anything in her world. And yet, just the thought that you can't grant her this one wish makes your heart quake.

You press a soft kiss along her forehead before smoothing over her features, "i'm sorry honey. I'm not sure if he'll be able to come tomorrow."

"Why not?"

"He has work to do. But he promises to be there this weekend," you try to smile, though it's hard when Sakura's face doesn't light up like it usually does at the mention of her father. That's when you prod, "everything okay, Sakura?"

Your daughter merely turns away to hide her face against her pillow. Her mumble comes out soft and practically a whisper. But you can still hear her loud and clear.

"Why doesn't he ever come?"

Your heart drops to your stomach. You move to hug her, in hopes of appeasing the pain she feels. But she's right, you can't do anything about it. About this. It's a selfish act, the act of divorcing the one whom you thought would've been your lifelong partner till the day you die. And yet, you hadn't been strong enough for her sake.

And Sakura's the one victim to all consequences that follow.

Because how can you tell her? That her father has decided to choose someone else -- another woman, instead of staying by his family and taking on his responsibilities as he should? How could you tell her that her own father has abandoned her?

Sakura isn't stupid. She's well aware of everything that happens around her. But such words coming out of her own mouth causes your own eyes to burn with tears.

"Papa loves you. He's just--busy with work. But you know that he loves you so so much right?" you hope that your murmur is enough to appease her.

And it does, for now.

Sakura snuggles closer to your bosom, small fingers gripping your t-shirt as though she doesn't want you to leave, "will you stay with me until I fall asleep?" she murmurs through closed eyelids.

You nod, smooth one hand over her forehead, "yeah. Sleep now, okay? Tomorrow's a big day."

Hence the reason why you're here. Burning under the midday sun. Hat poised over your head, and a piece of stray paper from your office that you're using as a makeshift fan.

Until now, it's proven itself useless in response to the heat.

"Come on, Greens!"

That familiar alto. Raspy and velvet like chocolate. It makes your eyes swipe right to the source only to see none other than the PE coach.

Kuroo Tetsurou is bathed in sweat as he stands by the sidelines, cap over his messy hair and eyes never straying from the row of students balancing potatoes across their tiny spoons. His t-shirt is practically soaked through from the back, showing off his array of muscles twisting and twining like vines around a bark of a tree, and when he crosses his arms over his chest you take note of the swell of his biceps. Taunting, tantalizing.

He's a catch, is what your mind thinks.

You shut it down immediately. What's the point of daydreaming when you're not ready to commit to anything? Not even a fling?

No. You'd much rather stay alone. You know exactly how it feels like to be loved and to lose that love by someone whom you thought had your heart as much as you had his. And you weren't in a rush to fall into that trap once again.

It's finally Sakura's turn and almost subconsciously, you straighten up in the bleachers to get a better look at your daughter all decked in Blue. She's holding out her spoon, tongue sticking out in concentration just as a teacher places a potato right in the middle of it.

Catching your eye from where you sit, she gives you a wide beam, all teeth, and you grin back, doing a silly little wriggle of your fingers. You do the mistake of glancing back towards your right only to meet the PE coach's eyes by mistake.

He grins a Cheshire cat smile, as if he knows that he's been caught but he doesn't care, and your own smile turns shy, ducking your head and soon averting your eyes.

The whistle sounds. The race is on.

"C'mon Sakura!" You yell as loud as you can, watching your daughter waddle in what you hope is a straight line. She's second at this point, trying hard not to lose her potato as her classmate -- a red -- blunders right through without hesitation, "C'mon Sakura! You can do it!"

Your daughter all but wobbles, lips parted in concentration as another boy zooms past. You cup your lips using your hands and shout with all your might, "C'mon Sakura! Faster!"

She finishes in third place, not a bad start for her sports confidence, and comes running straight up to you so that you pick her up with a whoop.

"That's my girl!" You nuzzle into her sweaty hair, "aren't you a big champ?!"

"Did you see mum?! I'm third!" she flaps her arms around, "I'm third! Will I get a medal?!"

"You sure will," you pinch her cheek, "and you did great! I didn't know you were good at balancing potatoes!"

"Next time I'll come in first!"

"Then we'll have to practice at home," you chuckle.

It isn't until the end of the Sports day that Kuroo Tetsurou finds you amidst the horde of parents making their way to the parking lot.

"Hey," he calls out to you as you're opening your trunk. You wave at him, slightly embarrassed as you recall the way he'd locked eyes with you briefly on the field. You strive for nonchalance as you say, "how's it going, coach?"

"Not bad, how about you?" he walks straight up to the car, waving at Sakura from the backseat before turning his attention back on you. You and the multiple bags you're organizing, "what's this?"

"Oh it's for an event," you huff out and pull a bag up into the trunk.

"Here," Kuroo's hand reaches for the next one, "let me help."

"Oh--uhm--" you weren't expecting such chivalry. Heat rises to the back of your neck and you're glad it's a hot summer's day, for you're quite certain your cheeks are flaming, "thank you."

"No problem," he sets the last bag into the trunk, pushing it all the way so that it's secure, "what kind of event is it anyway?"

"It's a corporate event," you explain as he closes the trunk for you, "I'm an event planner."

Something lights up in his golden pupils. He whistles, "haven't heard of that one before," a small smile curves at his lips, "what's the weirdest event you'd had to plan?"

"Oh don't get me started on that," you shudder, "I once had a themed birthday party, but they wanted their party to be set in changing rooms, with the theme 'haunted toilets'."

"Wha--no way," Kuroo bursts out laughing. He has a very nice smile, and a laugh that is contagious. You can't help but grin at him, "is that even legal?"

"Well if they pay you to hire your changing rooms, wouldn't you do it?"

“I suppose so,” you snort, “as long as they pay me.”

He chuckles once more, the sound rumbling through his chest and almost making you swoon. God, he's attractive, even more so when he's all sweaty for some unknown reason.

You hurriedly try to end conversation when you feel your tummy tingle with those familiar butterflies, "well--It was nice meeting you again, Coach."

"Likewise," he tips his head towards you, "and I think you've got yourself a pro athlete back there."

That makes you chortle, "I'm not quite sure, Sakura's been graced with my lack of coordination."

"I wouldn't say so. She came in third, didn't she?"

"You're right," a small smile curves at your lips, "well anyway, thank you. For everything. You're probably exhausted."

"I am, but you're good company," he grins.

Butterflies erupt through your chest and you know without a doubt that this is your cue to leave, and quickly bow to him, "thanks again Coach, see you around."

"See you," a pause, before he adds, "get home safe."

These are simple words, won't that do't matter as much and can be said oh-so-politely. But still, it makes your heart beat so fast you feel it echoing through your chest. You try not to show him your blush as you slide into the driver's seat and watch him raise a hand in mid-wave as you pull out of the parking lot. Sakura waves back with as much excitement and you wonder briefly whether she likes him so much because of the lack of father figure in your household.

Your phone rings then and you scramble for it from the passenger seat, barely able to press down on the green button as you keep your eyes on the road.

"Hello," you place it on loudspeaker and drop it to your lap as you make a turn for the motorway, "hello?"

"Hey, it's me."

Oh.

"Papa!" Sakura's exclamation comes from the back, almost makes you skid off the road as you quickly right yourself with a silent curse. Why in the world is he calling now? It's almost like he knows you were having a good time.

"Aoi," your mumble spills out, "how are you?"

"Good, good." a small pause. "how was sports day?"

"Was great, you missed Sakura in her potato-run," you try not to let the bitterness affect your tone, though it's harder to manage than expected, "how was Cali?"

"Very nice actually, Sakura would've loved it. It's warm, with beaches, and people are always doing stuff. It's a nice city."

Of course it's nice when his new wife owns a mansion and no fees are to be paid for the household. Especially nice when his new wife's family has a multi-national jewelry business and a cash flow that seems neverending.

So you cut to the chase, "why'd you call?"

"Jeez y/n," he laughs, "so brutal. Can't I even ask you how you've been?"

"I've been well, so has Sakura," your patience is running thin, "so tell me, why'd you call? Isn't it like midnight over there?"

"Actually it's still morning," there's amusement in his tone, the kind that makes you want to hurl something at him, "but anyway, I was calling to let you know about the papers."

He doesn't have to mention which papers. You know exactly what he's talking about, "what about them?"

"I've already signed them and sent them your way. You should be receiving them by the end of the week."

"Yes, and?"

There's a bout of hesitation from his side, "and I'd appreciate it if you could sign it as quickly as possible."

Another needle to your gut, "that's fine but...why the rush?"

"Ah well," you don't have to see him to know that he's currently scratching the back of his neck, a nervous tick of his whenever he's unsure or nervous. You hate that you know that about him, "we're--we might be getting married in a few months."

You're so shocked you almost barrel straight into the vehicle in front of you.

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jenscx · 1 year ago

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DAYLIGHT — yu jimin smau

park y/n is known for many things. she’s known as a pretty streamer, a popular entertainer and a hothead when it comes to video games. it’s unfortunate that her rash personality erupts when she meets yu jimin in an overwatch match.

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# tags fluff, angst, influencer!jimin x streamer!reader, enemies to lovers, cursing, gamer!reader, toxic behaviour (in game), kys jokes, suggestive themes more to be added!

featuring aespa, lesserafim (chaewon, yunjin, sakura), ex-izone members (minju, yena, hyewon)

important ! this fic is not an accurate portrayal of the kpop idols mentioned. everything stated is fiction.

characters e-girls | battle bus

00. prologue

01. reported

02. who’s that

03. degration kink

04. lying ass

05. shane dawson doc

06. WRONG KIM

07. the boy is mine

08. virgin activity

09. mentally insane

10. battleships

11. d-day [half-written]

12. sugar mama

13. separation anxiety

14. miss me

15. thinking bout you [half-written]

16. a few words

17. league of losers

18. dating rumours?

19. happy pride month!

20. PEANUT BUTTER

21. june vlog!

22. 163cm dwarf

23. inner alpha

24. FUCKASS ANIME FANS

bonus. is this easy mode?

25. fawking joe king

26. ratrina

27. la seduce

28. double it

29. digital footprint

30. inside out 2

31. wolf in her

32. bigfoot sighting

33. date (not clickbait) [half-written]

34. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

35. OPERATION!

36. a situation.

37. suicide postponed

38. dawgmaster

39. poll time!

40. damn cigarette

41. #SAVEMINJEONG2024

bonus. miss twilight sparkle

42. apologies and reunions

43. dot dot dot

44. anger management

45. regina george

46. comic con dupe

47. REPORTED MISSING

48. silly little plan

TAGLIST ! @imahallucination11 @wallfl9wer @seullovesme @twicesserafim @klvarchives @rinapomu @pandafuriosa60 @jisooftme @cwpiqwon @yoontoonwhs @xen248 @r4cjh @dni-unavailable @yukianism @i3lia @ryujinsdimple @httpisaoki @haerinsloverr @masuowo @multiliker @edenzeepy @1luvkarina @yeetaberry127 @saysirhc @somedaydream @sixflame438 @drvirgus (closed)

#daylight ft. yjm #aespa #aespa x reader #yu jimin x reader #jimin x reader #karina x reader #karina smau #aespa smau #yu jimin smau #jimin smau

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bunnywonyo · 25 days ago

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HEAR ME OUT ‼️‼️‼️ BUT WHAT IF.. SNOW WHITE & THE SEVEN DWARFS EXCEPT IT'S A HAREM TYPE SITUATION (READER BEING SNOW WHITE)???? LIKE.. PUT THE MOMMIEST KPOP IDOLS THERE WE GONNA SEE KARINA, WONY, SANA, ETC. ?????? IT'S SEEMS PRETTY BIG FOR A SINGLE FIC BUT IDKKK

SNOW WHITE AND HER SEVEN EIGHT MOMMIES??

g!p karina, g!p wonyoung, g!p sana, g!p sakura, g!p rosé, g!p minnie, g!p yeji x innocent snow white! reader x secret bonus g!p celebrity (what a mouthful)

synopsis: after running away from the evil queen for something you overheard, you found shelter in a house shared with not one, not two, but seven attractive women who all happen to have the hots for you

word count: 10.2k

tags: smut, g!p, somnophilia, choking, spanking, double penetration, may get ooc sorry, lmk if i missed some

a/n: i'm terribly sorry if this took too long college bit my ass, but please do enjoy even if this is shitty

your legs have started hurting from all the running. how long have you been running? hours probably. far too long than what your weak legs could handle. but you had to keep running. you need to get as far away from the castle as possible. far from the evil queen. but did you run far enough? hopefully yes.

taking a break from all that running, you spot a house by a lake hidden behind the thick covers of the forest. it was your only chance of surviving this forest so you decided to try your luck and ask the house’s owner if you could stay there.��

knocking at the door, you waited for any response. receiving none, you noticed that the door was slightly open. after some internal dilemma, you decide to just enter hoping the owner was nice enough to forgive you for trespassing into their property.

the first thing you noticed when you set foot inside was how dirty and disorganized everything was. the sink was filled with unwashed dishes, there were food crumbs everywhere, the dining room table had chairs all over the place, and clothes littered the couch. you shuddered in disgust before a bright idea concocted in your brain. you were gonna clean this whole house to show the owner of this house that you would be a helpful addition. you grabbed a broom and dustpan that were leaning by the front door and started cleaning

after hours of cleaning, you found out that seven people lived here based from the disorganized items in this house mostly being seven. seven pairs of fork and spoon, seven plates, seven disorganized chairs. while cleaning the second floor of the house, you also found seven bedrooms, each with signs on the door that showed the owners’ name. wonyoung, karina, sana, sakura, rosé, minnie and yeji they read.

suddenly feeling drowsy, you headed downstairs, deciding to sleep on the couch. (you’ve already trespassed, you wouldn't want to worsen your possible friendship with the owners now won’t you?) laying down, you felt your eyes getting heavy, so you let go all the tension in your body and started to drift off to dreamland.

after what seemed like hours, you could hear whispers. naturally, this woke you up. stirring, you slowly opened your eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. as your vision cleared, you realized you were not alone. seven pairs of eyes were fixed on you, each pair belonging to a remarkably beautiful girl. they stared at you, a mixture of surprise, curiosity, and something else in their expressions. you quickly sat up, feeling your cheeks flush under their collective gaze.

"i'm so sorry for intruding," you began, your voice trembling slightly. "i was running away and found your house. i didn't mean to trespass, i just... i needed a place to stay."

the girls exchanged glances before a tall girl with a mole above right cheek stepped forward. "you cleaned our house?" she asked, her voice soft but firm. there was something familiar about her, like she reminded you of someone

you nodded, feeling a bit self-conscious. "yes, i thought it might help. i wanted to show you that i could be useful if you let me stay."

another girl stepped closer, her eyes twinkling with amusement and somehow, mischief? "well, you did a pretty good job," she said, looking around the now spotless living room. "it hasn't looked this good in ages."

another tall girl crossed her arms, you noticed a mole below her lips, a smile tugging at her lips. "why were you running?" she asked, her eyes searching yours.

you took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts. "i was escaping from the evil queen," you explained. “yesterday, while i was cleaning the castle courtyard, i heard her tell her adviser, “i want that y/n girl in my special room by tonight.” the girls gasp, but sensing that there was more to the story, they let you continue.

“i was really suspicious so i followed the queen around. then before she entered her quarters, i heard her mutter under her breathe, “finally, after all these years i can finally take her” when i heard that, i panicked and ran away from the castle until i ended up here” you continued, “i didn’t know what she was gonna do to me, if only i knew i would’ve never worked there” you innocently finished.

when you finished your story, something shifted with the girls. their expressions, already intrigued, took on a darker edge, a subtle heat in their eyes. they exchanged another series of glances, this time laden with a silence. you didn’t notice, too naive and too caught up in your own story, but their gazes lingered on you a little longer, their thoughts clearly taking a different, more intimate darker direction.

a blonde girl stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, her touch lingering just a bit too long. “you’re safe here,” she said, her voice soothing but with an undercurrent you couldn’t quite place. “you can stay with us as long as you need.”

relief washed over you, and you smiled gratefully at them. “thank you, thank you so much.”

still not letting go of your shoulders, she squeezed them gently before letting her hand fall away. "why don't we sit down and get to know each other a bit more?" she suggested, gesturing toward a cozy seating area nearby.

as you all settled into the plush chairs, the atmosphere became more relaxed, the tension from earlier dissipating into the background. you and the girls conversed with each other and that’s when you learned who the names you read upstairs belonged to. they discussed where you would sleep and what tasks you were assigned to do. after a while, it was finally decided that you are going to sleep in the attic and cleaning the house was your job. soon, night arrived and after eating the dishes sakura cooked(10/10 would eat again) and tidying up the kitchen, you all went to bed. you sighed in content as your body relaxed against the soft cover of the bed. you were really happy, not only did you escape from the clutches of the evil queen, you also gained seven attractive friends! (very attractive if i say so myself). as you pondered with your thoughts, you could slowly feel your eyes getting heavy. you yawned and let your mind wander into dreamland.

minutes passed by and you were already in deep sleep. so deep that you never hear the door to your room open as a figure enters.

you were awakened minutes later by the sensation of something entering inside you and a body on top of yours thrusting. you tried screaming for help but the person saw this and covered your mouth. tears welled up in your eyes as the pain spread all over your body. your tried to fight back but they were so strong that your futile attempts only made the already creaking bed creak harder.

“shh y/n” you recognized that voice, “you wouldn’t want the others to see how much of a slut you are now won’t you?”

you looked up to your perpetrator and what you saw drained the life out of your face. the person forcing themselves onto you was none other than sana!

sana noticed the shock in your face before she giggled and leaned closer into you.

“surprised? sorry honey i couldn’t help myself.” she whispered “but i’m serious, you better shut that pretty mouth of yours before you wake everyone up” you replied but since sana’s hand was covering your mouth, it came out muffled. removing her hand from your mouth, you spat “why? are you afraid cuz you know that the moment they wake them up and see this they’ll do something to you?” while glaring at her.

this ticked sana off before she dropped a truth bomb to you “afraid? oh honey, the one who should be afraid is you” she grinned. “the moment the other girls wake up, they won’t be able to control themselves. the truth is, the moment we saw you, we all wanted you. i just happen to fuck you first. i just want to savor you first.”

panting, you retort “you’re lying! you’re only saying that to trick me! you’re nothing but –ah!” sana’s harsh thrust cuts you off. “shh shh shh, less talking, more moaning.” you shook your in response and bit your lip.

“don’t hide your moans, i know you want this too” you denied this by shaking you head. this response caused sana to tighten her grip on you waist and thrust even harder.

one of her hands snaked in between your thighs, her fingers trying to find your sensitive bundle of nerves. when she found them, she abused the hell out of them. this action caused you to roll your eyes in pleasure and let out a loud moan. sana smirked at your response, rubbing harder.

“lying little slut acting like you don’t want this but here you are moaning like a whore”

you couldn’t handle it any longer, tired and weary, you finally stopped resisting and fully submitting to sana. your whines and moans soon filled the room. sana delighted with your submission and you with your head way up in cloud nine, both failed to notice the two pair of eyes by your door, watching your every move.

“ahh mommy! s-something’s happening” you cried out, “my tummy feels weird”

sana smirked at the nickname before giggling “sweetheart that’s called cumming. that’ll make you feel really good” she then groaned “i feel like im gonna cum soon too”

“im gonna cum inside you ok? gonna feel your insides with my seed, gonna paint you insides white”

“y-yes please ahhh f-feel so good mommy” “fuck here it comes baby” her hips thrust for one final time. this being her deepest thrust inside you, all in effort for her cum to fully reach deep inside you. the feeling of her cum inside you caused you to also go over the edge.

legs shaking, sana pulls out her cock from inside you. she sees your juices mixed and flowing out of your pussy. sana groans at the sight before plopping on beside you, one arm slung around your waist.

“that felt good baby?”

as much as you wanted to lie, you couldn’t. even if sana forced herself onto you, you can’t deny that what she did somehow removed stress out of you.

too shy to admit it, you muzzled your face onto her neck and nodded. sana ruffled your hair before yawning. both of you shuffled on bed to get comfortable, ready to sleep the night away. well that was the original plan before someone spoke.

“that was it?” a voice asked, breaking the silence in the room. this caused you and sana to sit up from the surprise. “that was kinda boring right minnie?”

“really short if you ask me, and really sana? one round and you’re done? i’m so glad rosie brought me here” minnie tsked causing sana to blush.

“why don’t minnie and i teach you how to properly feel good, what'd you say y/n?”

although tired and dazed, you were curious. ‘what exactly did they mean by properly?’ you thought. apparently, your curiosity was written all over your face because the two started snickering. they both went on each of your side, stripping off their clothes on their way, their hot breaths lingering in your ears.

rosé turned to sana, “why don’t you be a dear and sit by that chair? you’re free to watch or go back to your room.” she spoke. sana grumbled before picking up her discarded clothes and heading to the chair, one hand wrapped on her dick.

“ew you’re gonna jerk off watching us?” minnie bemused. “what? i bet you were doing that a while ago too!” sana spat back. rosé rolled her eyes, pushing you to lean against minnie before also leaning closer. you blush at being sandwiched by two attractive women.

rosé grabbed your chin, your lips meeting hers. you moaned at the feeling of her soft lips against yours, which she immediately took advantage of. darting her tongue inside your mouth. minnie on the other hand, busied herself with your breasts and your neck. fumbling your mounds like there’s no tomorrow while sucking and nipping on your neck. eventually, they got tired of all the foreplay. even sana was getting bored, evident in her groans in the background.

the three of you changed your position resulting to you straddling rosé while minnie was behind you. you gasped at the the feeling of their dicks rubbing against your nether regions.

“i–i’ve never tried taking two at once before….” you whined hiding your face on rosé’s neck

“don’t worry baby, rosie and i promise to be gentle” to which rosé nodded in agreement.

you took deep breathes before nodding in submission to them. seeing your response, their eyes twinkle before plunging their dicks inside you at the same time. your scream at the sensation while the two groaned at your tightness. it felt so painful, like your were being ripped in half. the pain was overwhelming but so was the lingering pleasure that was starting to build up. the girls started thrusting until they reached a pace they were comfortable with.

soon, your pained gasps turned into pleasured moans. hearing this, the two started getting rough. they started thrusting harder while their hands lingered all over your body. rosé fondled with your breasts while minnie snaked one of her hands, searching for your sensitive bundle of nerves. once her hand reached its destination, she was merciless. she rubbed so hard you started twitching from the sensation.

“ahhh minnie feels so good~” you moaned, “rosie, minnie mommies –ahh– faster please” you pleaded.

“you like that y/nnie? you like taking dicks abusing your holes?” rosé asked, amused at how helpless you looked.

you aggressively nodded in response, yelping when she suddenly smacked one of your buttcheeks. “shit do that again please” you pleaded.

rosé smirks at your reaction before sending a barrage of alternating smacks between your buttcheeks. two dicks inside you, minnie stimulating your clit and rosé smacking your ass caused your brain to be overwhelmed your back arching. the two groaned at the sight.

sana, who has been quietly jerking herself by the chair also groaned before standing up, walking towards you, hands still jerking herself. she positioned herself near your head before grabbing the base of her dick, aiming it to your mouth.

“open up” she grunted. although dazed from pleasure, you managed to process what she asked for. you opened your mouth, taking her member in. sana groaned before starting to thrust in your mouth. tears ran down your cheeks from all the pleasure you were receiving.

this continued more until suddenly, you felt it again. the knot in your stomach was starting to form making you whine more on sana’s dick. the three noticed this, based on how they all suddenly started thrusting harder onto you.

“fuck–you’re cumming baby? could feel you getting tighter.” minnie grunted, her thrusts starting to reach an uneven pace. she was close too; you could feel it, and so were the other girls.

“shit baby im cumming, you’re gonna take it all right? gonna keep my seed deep inside you like a good girl.” rosé hissed before releasing her load this caused to be over the edge and cumming too. your holes tightened causing a domino effect of minnie and sana also cumming.

the four of you layed there for awhile before they all pulled away. sweat running down your faces as you tried to catch your breathe. after awhile, you suddenly spoke up.

“well now that that’s over, im gonna catch some sleep now. it’s up to you guys if u want to return to your rooms or if you want to sleep here with me. good night girls” you announced, ready to sleep for the nth time today.

“sleep? oh baby you think we’re done? we’re just getting started. you won’t be able to sleep a wink tonight” minnie interjected, hands already snaking all over your body. you shivered at the feeling before praying in your mind.

‘lord, have mercy on me tonight.’ you pleaded as the three starting shifting their positions.

the next day, you woke up feeling sore. specially in your nether regions and your mouth. you turn to your left to see the cause of your pain, all tucked together and sleeping like they never gave you those mind boggling orgasms. you rolled your eyes at the sight before grabbing your pillows and started hitting them.

“ow ow y/n? ow!!” yelped sana as she was surprised and confused with your actions while rosé and minnie grumbled, clearly annoyed with getting their sleep disturbed.

you payed no heed to their reactions, “you guys need to get out! i need to fix myself up” you continued hitting them.

though drowsy and annoyed, the three obliged. they, picked up their clothes and got dressed. as they started heading out, rosé turned to you, “you know y/n, kicking us out to get dressed is kinda useless now. cause we’ve already seen everything.” she laughed as she dodged the pillow you threw at her.

you grumbled in annoyance as you tried to stand up and fix the bed. keyword = tried. as soon as you stood up, pain struck your whole body causing you fall flat on the floor. it let out a thud loud enough to send someone running to knock on your door.

“y/nnie?” it was karina, “are you okay? i heard a thud.”

“im fine! i just fell!”

“are you sure? can i come in?”

“rina im butt naked right now.”

“o-oh… i can help you(?)”” “WHAT?!”

despite your protest, karina wanted to see your naked body help you. she took a deep breathe before barging in, one hand covering her eyes but she was obviously peeking.

“RINA!” you squealed before covering your body with a fallen blanket.

for a while, karina just stood there, mesmerized with how innocent and helpless you look. countless thoughts entered her mind, all of them involving her having her way with you. this lead her to feel a sudden tightness in her lower region. your eyes then trailed to the tent on her crotch causing an idea to pop inside her head. a smirk spread on her face but was quickly replaced by a faux look of distress.

noticing her discomfort and getting concerned, you asked “are you okay rina?” to which she shook her head no.

“it hurts……down there…..” she started whining whilst gesturing to her nether region. “can you help me? please?”

this of course caught you off guard, blood rushing to your cheeks. although flustered with the situation, you wanted to help karina and hey you’ve already experienced pleasuring someone three times last night right? you could say that you were already experienced. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

realizing that you have yet to respond to karina, you again tried to stand up this time succeeding (if standing on wobbly legs was successful at all).

“down there?” you repeated, your voice barely a whisper as you gestured towards karina’s crotch. your cheeks were on fire, and you felt your heart hammering in your chest. this was certainly not what you expected when you woke up this morning.

karina nodded, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of vulnerability and something else you couldn’t quite place. she looked at you with a pleading expression, and you knew you couldn’t just leave her in discomfort. despite your own flustered state, you wanted to help her.

gathering your courage, you reached out and clasped her hands. “alright, i’ll help you,” you said, your voice steady despite the butterflies in your stomach. you carefully guided her to the bed, feeling the tension between you both rise.

karina’s internal smirk was hidden behind her innocent facade, but you could sense a shift in her demeanor. she seemed more confident now, her eyes glinting with a spark of mischief.

as you both sat on the edge of the bed, you took a deep breath and leaned closer to her. “just… tell me if i’m doing things right” you murmured, your voice gentle.

karina’s breathe hitched as you positioned yourself between her legs, “i trust you, i know you’ll do great” she replied.

you nodded back, feeling a rush of determination. you wanted to make her feel better, to ease her discomfort. slowly, you started by palming her erection through her shorts to which she shuddered. you then unzipped them and pulled them down along with her boxers. her cock sprang up, almost hitting your chin in the process. you heard karina let out a sigh of relief while you stared at her member.

it was noticeably throbbing, a sign of how much pain karina was suffering right now. poor baby, if only you knew.

not wanting karina to be in pain for any longer, you quickly went down in business. you wrapped your hands around the rigid member. karina’s eyes fluttered shut, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress the sounds of pleasure that threatened to escape. you leaned in, your lips brushing against her ear. “let me know if you need me to stop,” you whispered, your voice husky.

she shook her head slightly, her grip on your hands tightening. “don’t stop,” she breathed, her voice laced with need.

encouraged by her response, you continued your ministrations, your touch growing bolder. you could feel her body responding to your touch, her tension melting away.

karina’s breaths were coming in short, sharp bursts now, and hips started thrusting against your hand. you could see the desire in her eyes, and it fueled your own passion.

“y/n baby……….. your mouth” she gasped “i need it”

although you were caught off guard by her request, you still complied. you opened your mouth to accommodate to her plea.

karina whimpered as the warm, wet mouth enveloped her throbbing member. it felt so good to have this intimate part of her worshiped in such a lewd manner. the stimulation was overwhelming, and she arched her back in delight. head nearly falling to hit the bed, her upper torso barely being supported by her forearms and elbows against the bed.

she groaned, one of her hands moving to get tangled in your messy hair as they bobbed up and down on her member. the suction increased, and she gasped for breath. the pleasure was intense, making her feel like she was floating on a cloud.

"y/n" she moaned, her voice thick with desire. she felt like she was on the verge of exploding, and she couldn't help but beg for more. "harder, baby," she pleaded. "more." her hips starting to thrust inside your mouth

hearing this, you started sucking harder. you found your hands playing with karina’s balls causing her to cry out in pleasure, her body shuddering as she felt intense waves of pleasure wash over her.

she screamed out in ecstasy, her body shaking with the feeling of her nearing climax.

"i'm gonna cum," she warned, her voice ragged. "don't stop, baby."

you didn't miss a beat, and moments later, karina exploded in a symphony of bliss. her muscles tensed, and her cries of pleasure filled the room. it was a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure that she would never forget. it was better than those times when she relieved herself.

as the aftershocks of her orgasm faded away, karina collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. while you, climb on top to lay beside her.

"that was amazing," she breathed, reaching down to stroke your hair. "thank you, baby." as she kissed your forehead.

karina then rolled over, pulling you on top of her. her fingers traced along your back, urging you closer as her lips met yours in a passionate kiss. although caught off guard, you matched her passion. but before you could further continue, a knock was heard on your door. groaning in annoyance you asked who it was. “WELL IF YOU DON’T WANT YOUR BREAKFAST TO GET COLD YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS DOWN NOW!!” the person yelled back, revealing herself to be minnie.

the mention of breakfast made you realize how hungry you were and apparently you weren’t the only one, judging by how karina’s stomach grumbled. her ears reddened making you laugh at her. “say, let’s eat breakfast now what do you say?” you offered to which karina quickly agreed, nodding quickly you’d think her head will fall off.

you both got up, picked your discarded clothes and fixed yourself and your bed before heading downstairs for breakfast. reaching the kitchen, you saw that everyone was already there and are eating what seems to be sakura’s cooking. the smell caused karina’s already grumbling stomach to further grumble louder making everybody look at her. silence lingered in the room before a snort, then a giggle, then full on laughing was heard all over the room. “HAHAHAHAHA Y/N MUST’VE TIRED RINA OUT FOR HER TO BE THAT HUNGRY!” sana jokes amplifying the laughter. embarrassed, karina fought back “AT LEAST I COULD CONTROL MYSELF AND NOT WAKE THE WHOLE HOUSE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!”

this caused sana to gasp but before she could answer back, sakura cut them off “now now, breakfast’s gonna get cold, eat first then you settle things later when you do the laundry” to which they grumbled but still sat down making you also sit down.

“so y/n,” sakura began, “how did you sleep last night? good hopefully minus some nightly visitors.” eyeing three people making them look away.

you blushed at the reminder of last night before bashfully answering “it was nice, i slept great and i appreciated their company last night.” this made the three smirk and sakura to huff.

you heard someone muttering but chose to ignore it, maybe it wasn’t important right? wonyoung then opened up a topic leading to a breakfast filled with chitchat. you guys divided up today’s task and as expected, yours were to wash the dishes and tidy up the house. you weren’t alone of course, sakura and yeji volunteered to help which you were grateful for.

soon, everyone was finished with breakfast. prompting them to all stand up and for you to collect the plates and do the dishes while sakura and yeji disappeared in the house gathering the cleaning materials and the rest go out to either collect firewood, hunt for meat or forage carrying with them, the packed lunches that sakura prepared.

as you stood at the sink, warm water flowed over your hands as you scrubbed the final few dishes. the frequent sound of running water and the soft clinking of dishes runs through the silent room. your attention drifts a little, concentrating on finishing the rest of the task.

suddenly, you feel a set of arms gently wrap around your waist, drawing you back in an embracing hold. surprised, you turn to your side to find sakura leaning her head against your shoulder, her breath hot against your ear and her eyes filled with hunger. this made you feel hot on the inside.

“you think this is all just a game don’t you? getting fucked by nearly everyone in this household?” she spat in your ear as her hands found their way to your underwear, toying with your clit. “you’re already this wet? you are a slut aren’t ya.” making you whimper and to lean against her.

“kkura-ah!” she clamped your mouth before you could catch any unwanted attention.

“quiet,” she spat. “now bend over for me like the slut that you are.” her words making you feel even hotter. you wordlessy obliged sakura’s demand making her smirk.

as you bent over, her hands ran down your tank top covered back. it was as if her palms were trying to memorize the curves of your back. you felt her hands on the hem of your pajama pants

as she starts to pull them down along with your panties. your slick making the panty stick to your nether region. sakura bit her lip at the sight before in to give it a long lick. you rolled your eyes at the sensation, even leaning back to be closer to her.

sakura chuckled at you reaction before she stood up and unbuckled her pants and pushing it down along with her boxers. you turned to look at her only to be faced with her throbbing member sitting between you buttcheeks. you blushed at the sight making her grin. leaning over to your ear, she began “im gonna fuck you on this sink until your breasts get imprinted here and everytime someone puts their dishes here, they get reminded of how good i fucked you here.” hands on your waist while humping against you.

then without any warning, she plunged herself inside you. you gasped at the intrusion, feeling how deep she was inside you. sakura grunted at how your walls tightened around her and how warm it was being inside you. she waited a few moments, letting you adjust around her size.

she soon started thrusting making your body press even further against the marbled sink. as moans, whines, gasps and a mix off all came out of your mouth, sakura thrusted harder. she then soon remembered that yeji was still inside the house.

“you’re moaning here like an attention seeking whore. you want yeji to hear you? i bet that riles you up, getting caught whoring aroung, being a whole household’s fuck toy” her taunting was proven when you tightened at her words making her smirk.

“ah— stop saying it like that” you tried to defend yourself.

“but isnt it true baby? i felt you tighten and all” sakura rebutted one hand leaving your waist to smack one of your cheeks, leaving a red hand print.

“it’s embarrassing—ah kkura!— when you say it out loud” you cried as your body responded to her stimulations. tears running down your eyes from the mixture of pleasure and pain as sakura maniacally laughs with bits of groans coming out at times.

this onslaught of moans continued on until you felt the familiar knot in your stomach starting to form. “kkura im close —ah!” you warned her turning to her sweat covered face.

“hold it,” she grunted, “i know it feels good but i don’t give a fuck, i want you to hold it.”

this made you whine, your body saying no but you knew better than to disobey sakura.

“please kkura! i need it.” you pleaded but sakura’s face remained unchanged. the only thing that seemed to change was how her thrust became uneven, a sure sign that she was also near.

but what you didn’t know was how great sakura was at holding her release. determined to prolonged your pleasurable suffering, she bit her lips as she held her release. minutes passed by and you felt like you could no longer hold yourself any futhwe.

“kkura,” you begged. “i can’t take it anymore, i wanna cum please please please please” sakura groaned, knowing that she also can’t hold it any longer. “just a little more love, i’m near” she thrusted a few more times before finally letting go, her hips shaking as she buried herself deeper inside you seemingly trying to prolong her pleasure. the moment you felt her warm fluid inside, you also let go. eyes rolling to the back of your head, your legs twitching and your mind going blank. sakura pressed her face against your neck, inhaling your post sex scent leaving a trail of soft kisses as she does so.

a few moments passed and your rapidly beating hearts have finally calmed down. sakura pulls away from you, including her member, leaving you whining at the lost of contact. her eyes trailed down to your nether region, the sight of your mixed fluids making her eyes glimmer as she licked her lips. but it all crumbled down when she heard you groan in pain as you attempted to raise your upper body that lied against the marbled surface for so long.

“oh dear did i overdo it? i have some pain relievers in my room, do you need some? what about water? are you feeling thirsty?” your eyes just started staring at her in shock like a tarsier.

……‘is this really the same woman that made me submit and called me names.’ you asked yourself as you continued to stare only breaking your train of thoughts when you realized that sakura was starting to panic and ramble. you giggled at how cute she was in contrast to how dominant she was a few minutes ago. you pinched her cheeks to stop her from rambling which thankfully was really effective. sakura blushed at the gesture before you began, “im fine k kura, just tired” you reassured her.

“but i think i need to rewash the dishes, sweat got all over them”

she rolls her eyes before joking, “don’t bother, some freaks in this household would want that” and then cackled

your eyes widened at her statement making you playfully shove her shoulder. “don’t say that, that’s so unsanitary!”

wiping her sweat, she picked both your clothes up, helping you get into them before also wearing her own clothes. her fingers brushed a strand of hair from your face as she leaned down, her soft voice filled with warmth.

“rest for a bit, alright? i’ll finish my task first’’ she said, her tone comforting. with one last glance over her shoulder, she walked away, her steps light but satisfied.

“oh by the way,” she paused, facing you “if you want more of me, just go to my room” she winked before finally leaving. you rolled her eyes at her statement before rerinsing the dishes.

after finishing the dishes, you dried your hands and walked into the living room. yeji was sitting on the couch, her face flushed as she quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it over her lap.

“you’re done already?” she asked, her voice slightly shaky, avoiding your gaze as she fidgeted nervously.

you raised an eyebrow, noticing her unusual behavior. taking a step closer, you tilted your head in curiosity.

“what’s wrong?” you asked softly, your voice laced with concern.

yeji’s hands gripped the pillow tighter, her gaze darting away as her cheeks grew even redder. “n-nothing!” she blurted out, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.

you knelt slightly, trying to meet her eyes, your curiosity growing. “yeji, are you sure? you look… flustered.” you pressed gently, your tone teasing but kind.

her lips parted, but no words came out as she shifted awkwardly, clutching the pillow like her life depended on it.

“come on, you can tell me yeji.” you urged. this made her let out a sigh of defeat, finally giving in.

“fine, it’s just that i uh-uhm…” she stammered, her voice starting to fade. “i watched you and sakura at the sink.”

it was now your turn to blush at what she said, “what?”

“yeah i uh-uhm got a situation down here……” she admitted.

you gasped at what you heard, feeling guilty at the situation you’ve placed yeji into. you wanted to help and you were going to, with the ways you learned from this household.

“oh my gosh! im really sorry about that.” you apologized making yeji shake her head. “no no it’s fine y/n”

“i can help you with your situation if you want” you offered. this perked her interest, countless thoughts running through her head and making herself smirk. “well…. if you want that” she accepted, ears reddening. you beamed at her before she took your hands pulling you upstairs to her room.

when you both reached her room, she wasted no time pinning you against the door while locking it. her lips locked with yours rubbing her bulge against your core making you whine. her lips travelled from your jaw to your neck, trying to find your sweet spot. when she found it, she abused the hell out of it, your already loud whines were getting louder at this point.

while your mind while being turned into putty, yeji’s hands got busy too. they snaked around your body, slowly undressing you and herself. with all your clothes now pooling on your foot yeji pulled away, pushing you down on her bed. as you’re gasping for breathe, yeji sat between your thighs, hand placing one of your thighs on her shoulder. she then guided her member against your folds, spreading the wetness secreted by your greater vestibular gland.

you whined at the teasing wanting nothing more but to feel her inside you. yeji on the other hand, wanted this as much as you but she wanted to take some necessary precautions to avoid hurting you. when she deemed you wet and lubricated enough, she pushed in. a satisfied groan soon ripped out of her throat, as you cry from her intrusion. yeji stays still for a while, letting you adjust to her size.

as soon as you seemed to adjust to her member, she began to thrust wildly making your eyes roll at the back of your head. in a moment, yeji’s room became filled with your pussy squelching accompanied by your whines and her groans.

“ah-ah-ah yeji!” you gasped out as you felt her member repeatedly hitting your cervix. yeji eyed the way your chest heaved up and down, how your breasts shook, a trail of drool running down to your jaw. she leaned in to lick it as one of her hands crept to wrap around your neck, giving it a light squeeze. your walls tightened as response to your body suddenly receiving a limited amount of oxygen arms thrashing against yeji’s back.

yeji, feeling your reaction smirked as she further tighten her grip on your neck as black dots start to dance around your eyesight.

“you look so beautiful like this, my hands around your neck”

just when you were about to pass out, yeji let go. you gasped for air as she continued to thrust roughly inside you. while you were catching your breathe, yeji leaned in to engage you in a lip locking session. moaning against the kiss, you wrapped your legs around her waist as you feel your climax approaching making her hiss at your tightness.

“fuck. are you getting close dear? you’re getting tighter all for me.” as she said those words, she began to feel her release too. determined to let you cum first, she held her release as her thrusts became became deeper and messy. your eyes well up from yeji’s change of pace as you reach your climax.

“ahhhh-im cumming!” you squealed wrapping your arms around yeji’s neck, pulling her to your chest, smothering her face in near your breast as you came. yeji groaned against your chest at how you tightened around her, finally letting go and filling you with her release. your bodies shuddered at the peak of your pleasure, your chests heaving up and down in an attempt to catch your breathe.

yeji stayed inside you for awhile, resting, before finally pulling out. you whined at the feeling of emptiness inside while yeji remained silent. you looked at her and her eyes was glued to your nether region. as she starred at how your mixed liquids flowed out of your folds, she let her intrusive thoughts win and she swiped her fingers to collect your fluid bumping against your clit making your body twitch as she licked it off her fingers.

“that was hot” you muttered, making you both look at each other before giggling together as if the two just didn’t have sex.

“yeah it was” yeji agreed, closing in to cuddle you. minutes passed by as you both rested in her bed, nothing could be heard but your relaxed breathing as your eyes start to get heavy but a knock at the door interrupts the silence.

“yeji? y/n? i know the both of you are really tired but please do know that the others will be coming home soon and if you don’t want to be the subject to their teasings, you both better be by now” sakura advised.

“yeah yeah we’ll be ready in a bit” yeji answered back, getting up and picking up your discarded clothes. your eyes followed her as she moved around the room picking up the clothes. as yeji finished, she sat back down at the bed handing you your clothes.

“you heard kkura, get dressed, when you’re done we’ll head downstairs” she said, getting up again to properly wear her clothes.you nod, thanking her as you also got up to wear your clothes.

when you were both finished, you headed down to find sakura by the couch reading a book. she catches you guys in her peripheral vision, and she smiles closing her book. she patted the space beside her calling the two of you to sit close to her. you smile back pulling yeji with you as you jump to sit at the couch. the two giggle at your antics as yeji reaches over the coffee table to get some of the cookies that sakura seemingly baked. the three of you lounge and chat as you wait for the others to arrive home.

while the sun sets, you hear a bunch of familiar voices outside and the door opens with a bang.

“I’M HOMEEEEE!!!” sana yells and rosé hits her in the head to quiet her down.

“shut your yap i’m already tired of hearing you all day” rosé complained rolling her eyes.

sana ignores her, eyes landing on you making her squeal.

“Y/NNIE I MISSED YOUUUU!” she exclaimed tackling you in a hug.

“hey sana…….” you greet hugging her back.

“how as your day? did kkura and yeji give you a hard time? did you have any fun? are you tired?” she interrogated.

“now now sana-chan, don’t overwhelm her so much” karina tried calming the squirrel down.

murmurs of agreement spread around the room making sana pout hugging you tighter. you all giggled at her adorable antics before sakura stood announcing that she’ll start making dinner.

“you guys should freshen up” she advised, pertaining to the group that stayed outside the whole day.

they all agreed with her, not forgetting to thank her for again cooking a meal for everyone. as sakura left to go to the kitchen, the rest proceeded to go to their rooms upstairs to freshen up, yeji towing behind saying she forgot something in her room.

you were left there alone in the living room as you leaned back against the couch eyes glued to the ceiling as you let today’s events sink down. minutes pass by and you feel the couch dip beside you. you turned to your left to see wonyoung looking at you curiously.

“penny for you thoughts?” she asked.

“oh im just thinking of the things that happened today” you admit.

“how is it so far? have you been adjusting well?” she wondered.

“yeah, im loving it here.” you answered.

the two of you kept conversing as the rest of the girls joined after freshening up. time passed by and soon, sakura finished cooking, prompting you to stand up to help her set the table. one you were done, sakura called the rest over.

wonyoung was the first to arrive, her bright energy filling the room as she eagerly claimed a seat. "it smells so good, sakura! what did you make?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"you’ll see," sakura replied with a small smile, bringing out the dishes.

sana followed shortly after, laughing softly as she settled beside wonyoung. "it’s nice to just sit down together like this after such a long day," she said, stretching her arms.

karina nodded, sliding into the seat across from them. "no kidding. carrying all that firewood back was no joke. my arms feel like they’re about to fall off."

rosé joined next, brushing snow off her cloak as she sat down. "you think that’s bad? try foraging for berries in the freezing cold. my fingers are still numb," she said, holding her hands out toward the fire.

soyeon walked in with yeji close behind, both of them looking a little worn. "hunting today was rough," yeji said as she dropped into her seat, her tired expression softening as the aroma of the food reached her. "but at least we managed to bring something back."

"yeah, but i think the deer were mocking us by how fast they ran," soyeon added with a small laugh.

soon, the table was filled with laughter and conversation, everyone sharing stories about their tasks and the small triumphs of the day. sakura’s cooking didn’t last long as everyone happily dug in, the warmth of the meal matching the lively energy of the group.

after dinner, everyone helped clear the table, but you offered to handle the dishes. the sound of laughter from the other girls slowly faded as they headed to their rooms, leaving you alone in the kitchen.

once the last plate was cleaned and dried, you wiped your hands and headed to your room. exhaustion weighed heavily on you, and you were grateful for the softness of your bed. as you settled under the covers, just on the edge of sleep, a gentle knock startled you.

"come in," you called softly, sitting up slightly.

the door creaked open to reveal wonyoung, holding a small cup of water. her usual brightness was dimmed by concern as she stepped inside. "i noticed you didn’t drink much during dinner," she said, offering the cup with a sweet smile. "i thought you might need this before sleeping."

"oh," you murmured, touched by the gesture. "thank you, wonyoung." taking the cup, you sipped it without a second thought.

as soon as you set the cup down, a strange dizziness overtook you. the room swayed, and your limbs felt heavy. panic rose in your chest, but your body refused to respond.

"w-wonyoung...?" you managed to whisper, your voice slurring.

"shh," she said gently, brushing your hair back. "don’t worry. you’ll be fine." her words were soothing, but the darkness that pulled you under was anything but.

when you woke, the cold bite of metal against your wrists jolted you fully awake. your hands were tied above your head, the cold shackles digging into your skin. your previous clothes were now replaced with a thin white nightgown that barely did anything against the cold. your surroundings were unfamiliar, a grand yet eerie castle chamber, with high ceilings and dark stone walls. the luxurious bed beneath you was in stark contrast to the situation you were in. it was eerie yet seemed familiar…….

your heart pounded as you struggled against the bindings, but they held firm. the dim light from a single window only added to the suffocating sense of dread. how did you end up here? and more importantly, where was wonyoung?

your train of thoughts was cut by the loud bang made by the door, a figure entered and faced you a smirk evident in her face. all the color drained from your face as you properly saw the figure. standing infront of you was the person you were running away from in the first place, the queen herself. queen jang daah.

your shocked must’ve been really obvious because daah began laughing.

“h-how did you find me?” you tensely questioned.

“oh y/n y/n, my sweet innocent y/n.” she mocked. “you thought i’d never find you? you thought a house hidden deep in the forest would be out of my reach? i have eyes everywhere my dear.” she finished, leaning close to you.

if you were first scared, now you were terrified. countless thoughts ran through your head. if daah knows about the house, what happened to the girls? were they caught? oh god hopefully not you prayed.

“why the silence my sweet? cat your tongue?” she giggled, her hand cupping your cheeks.

“w-what did you do to the girls? are they okay? did you hurt them?” you asked, tears starting to well up if your eyes. you let out a gasp at her response.

“oh your housemates? oh dear why would i hurt my attendants? that would be counterintuitive” she tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with menace.

“a-attendants?” you repeated, your mind racing.

“yes, my darling. attendants,” she cooed, leaning in closer. “they’ve been serving me all along. my eyes in the forest… such loyal little helpers, don’t you think?”

your heart sank as her words began to sink in. “they… they were helping you?”

“of course,” she said with a smirk. “did you think they were just simple girls living in a cottage? no, no, my sweet. they were tasked with bringing you to me. and oh, they did such a fine job of earning your trust.”

you shook your head, tears spilling over. “no… no, they wouldn’t do that. they’re my friends. you’re lying!”

her grip on your cheeks tightened slightly, her smile widening. “friends? oh, my dear, how adorably naive. they played their roles well, didn’t they? but don’t fret. their loyalty is rewarded, and now, you are here, right where you belong.”

“why?” you choked out, struggling against the bonds. “why are you doing this?”

her expression softened, though the glint in her eyes remained predatory. “because you, my sweet, are special. and i’ve waited far too long to have you. you should feel honored, you’ll never have to leave this castle again.” you didn’t believe her words, surely she ulterior motives right? like she’ll use your body for a ritual or something.

“don’t struggle, my sweet,” she murmured, her face drawing closer, her lips curving into a smile that sent a chill down your spine. “this will only make it easier for you to understand… you belong to me now.”

her hand trailed to your jaw, tilting your face up as she leaned in. her breath was warm against your skin, her lips dangerously close. you tried to turn away, but her grip was firm, holding you in place.

just as her lips were about to meet yours, the door slammed open with a thunderous crash, the sound echoing through the room.

“get away from her!”

your eyes widened as you saw wonyoung standing in the doorway, her chest heaving like she’d run all the way there. for a brief moment, relief washed over you until you saw her lips curl into a sly smile.

“oh, sister, you didn’t think you’d get to have all the fun without me, did you?” she said, stepping inside.

your heart dropped, confusion and betrayal crashing over you. “w-wonyoung… sister? what’s going on?” you stammered, your voice shaking.

daah let out a delighted laugh, her hand still cupping your cheek. “oh, my sweet, you didn’t realize? wonyoung isn’t just anyone she’s my sister. and she’s been helping me all along.”

it all made sense now, why she looked familiar, why she reminded you of someone. she was the queen’s sister. the one rumored to have left the palace in pursuit of a much simpler life, hence you never saw her. but her resemblance to the queen was undeniable

wonyoung’s eyes softened as she approached the bed, but the warmth you’d once found in them felt twisted now. “don’t look so scared,” she murmured, crouching beside you. “we didn’t bring you here to hurt you. we just… couldn’t let you go.”

“this has to be some kind of sick joke,” you whispered, tears streaming down your cheeks. “you… you lied to me.”

“we did what we had to,” wonyoung said, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “don’t you see? you’re special. you’re ours.”

“ours,” daah echoed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “and now, there’s no escaping it.”

you struggled against the bindings, your heart pounding in your chest, but neither of them seemed fazed. instead, wonyoung leaned in, her touch unnervingly gentle as she rested her hand on your arm. daah’s grip on your chin tightened, her possessive smile sending shivers down your spine.

“don’t fight it, my sweet,” daah whispered, her lips dangerously close to yours. “this is your new life. you’re ours now.”

daah closed the gap betweens yours lips while wonyoung snaked her hands around your torso. her hands played with your breasts until your nipples were erect. this made you moan against daah’s mouth giving her the chance to push her tongue inside your mouth as her hands found their way to your clothed folds, gently rubbing it.

tears ran down your cheeks as your body responded to their touches in ways you didn’t want. but how could you resist it when two extremely attractive sisters are currently playing with your sensitive regions. daah pulled away for moment giving you the chance to breathe as she ripped your nightgown, exposing your bare body to the cold.

as your body’s natural response, your arms attempted to cover your body but daah caught them in time.

“no need to hide your beautiful body my sweet,” daah cooed but her toned changed. “we deserve to see it after all the shit that you’ve put us through.”

wonyoung giggled at her sister’s sudden shift before joking, “calm down sis, we have all the time in the world don’t we? after all, she’s ours now”

daah said nothing, only nodding in agreement before sitting up on her knees to unzip her

gown. wonyoung, seeing her sister, then followed suit. your eyes widened at the sight of their members stood tall between their thighs. seeing your reaction, the sisters dissolved into laughter at how you looked.

“why are you so shocked? it’s not like this is first time seeing one right?” daah mocked leaning closer again, “wonyoung told me about how much of a slut you were to my attendants.” her statement made you whine, closing your eyes in an attempt to hide your embarrassment.

the sisters grinned at your reaction before you felt the tightness of shackles against your wrist suddenly vanish. you open your eyes in confusion and just as you were about to ask a question, wonyoung already cut you off.

“we’re giving you the chance to redeem yourself, so be a good girl for us.” she explained. “and you better not waste it or you’ll face some severe disciplining.”

her last words made you shiver in fear but nevertheless, you nod. it was useless to fight anyway, your first and final attempt to freedom was nothing more than a facade so why not accept and enjoy your new life now?

“words pretty, i need to hear it.”

“y-yes mommies….”

“good.”

“now where we’re we?”

as those words left daah’s mouth, it was like a switch was flicked inside them. their grinning faces turned into faces filled with desire, almost predatory. like you were some sort of prey trapped.

“say sis, which one do you prefer? the front or the back?” wonyoung asked her sister.

“hmmm… i think i’d prefer her backdoor” daah replied, already moving behind you as her hands found their way on your breast. her actions making you moan, leaning back against her which in turn causing your body to rub against her member. this made the queen groan, pulling you closer to her rubbing her member against you.

“don’t forget about me.” wonyoung spoke, leaning in to capture your lips. you moaned against her lips wrapping your arms around neck. you were so loss into the kiss and the amount of stimulation you were receiving that you never noticed that the sisters have already lined their members against your holes.

you pulled away from the kiss to let out a squeal when you felt them enter you. you smothered your face against wonyoung’s neck as you tried to adjust to their sizes. this was only your second time taking two shafts inside you and it wasn’t easier than the first time. the sisters groaned as your walls tightened around them in an attempt to adjust to their sizes.

they stayed still, letting you get used to them. when your whimpers died down, a sign that you’ve adjusted, they were ruthless. daah moved first, and wonyoung followed suit their thrusts pattern all over their face as they try to find a rhythm. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, blindly grabbing anything in your reach. daah’s mouth found their way at the base of your neck leaving light kisses all over, but she soon gave a hard bite making you scream out it pain.

“may this be a reminder of who you belong to, us” daah whispered, thrusting harder than before, her hands slithering down to find your bundle of nerves, abusing it when she found it.

tears ran down your face from the combined sensation of pain and pleasure. wonyoung, seeing this leaned in to kiss your tears away her thrusts, following behind her sister’s.

“fuck you’re so tight for us y/nnie~. for someone who ran away from us, you’re awfully enjoying this so much” she teased, her lips also finding their way to your neck leaving out her own mark. she pulled away, admiring your mark filled neck that the two of them made. she made eye contact with her sister, smirking as if they read each other’s mind. you felt them slowing down to a stop, pulling out and just as you were about to plead for them, they suddenly plunged back inside you with full force. your mind, now already deteriorated into putty made you mindlessly babble as more tears ran down your face.

the room was soon filled your cries of “mommy”, your pleas, and the sister’s groans of pleasure as you felt their members hitting your deepest crevices and as you leaned forward in exhaustion your eyes caught sight of something. a bulge can be seen in your womb area, the sight rousing your attention making your moans start to quieten down.

daah, confused with your sudden silence, looked over your shoulder to take a look at whatever it is that caught your attention. seeing the bulge she smirked, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

“fuck, you feel us my sweet? that’s us, that’s us that your slutty body is taking” pressing down the bulge making you wail and wonyoung to let out a groan as her hands found their way to play with your breasts.

“she’s getting tighter–shit i’m getting close ahhh fuck!” wonyoung yelled out, her thrust getting out of control as she tried to chase her high.

“ahhh me too fuck y/n keep that up my sweet” daah followed, groaning as she laid her face in your neck, sniffing your scent.

with their thrusts being all over the place and getting rougher and deeper inside of you, of course you also felt yourself being pushed over the edge.

“mommies!” you wailed, “i–fuck cum!” words being forgotten, pleasure overtaking over your cognitive functions.

“no! you’re not allowed to until we cum!” daah demanded, the restriction worsening your already sobbing state.

“b-but!” you tried to plead, only to be cut by wonyoung “i don't care how good it feels you better not cum unless we tell you to” she spat, closing her eyes.

fortunately, with how much you were squeezing them, they reached their highs. wonyoung came first, gripping your thighs, her nails digging against your skin as she shakingly tried to pump into to you in an attempt to maximize the pleasure that she felt. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt the warm fluid fill up your walls.

daah followed suit due to your anal orifice tightening in response to wonyoung’s release. she grabbed you by your neck, forcing you to look at her, your lips being caught in a liplocking session against her own lips as she releases inside you.

the overstimulation got to you and without warning, you felt yourself release, your legs twitching as you let out an ear splitting squeal of pleasure, before leaning back against daah in exhastion. wonyoung layed against you too and you all layed there, in a sandwich position, all you of breathing deeply in exhaustion.

you felt your eyes start to get heavy from fatigue as you squirmed to find a better position to sleep in. as you tried you moved around, the two pulled their members out of you to give you some space to move. when you finally settled down, they both layed beside you, each taking one side.

“sleep now our darling, you need to regain your energy for next time” wonyoung whispered by your side, leaning in to kiss your cheek. daah seeing her sister’s actions, did the same kissing your other cheek. you smiled at their gesture, as you finally let your sleepiness take over you, finally able to accept your new life in the castle, pleased with the fact that their intentions with you have been cleared.

#ive #g!p idol #g!p #blackpink #g-idle #aespa #twice #le sserafim #itzy #wonyoung #jang daah #karina #yeji #minnie #sana #sakura #rosé #x female reader #kpop girlgroup smut

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robin-evry · 3 months ago

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Hellooo!~ I was wondering if you can do a TWST x Mitsuri!Yuu (from demon slayer)

Don't forgot to eat, sleep, and drink!~

Sure things, ask and you shall receive. Sorry for taking so long

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈!𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐖𝐒𝐓 💚🩷🍡

Mitsuri Kanroji (甘かん露ろ寺じ蜜みつ璃り, Kanroji Mitsuri?) is a major supporting character of Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba. She is a Demon Slayer of the Demon Slayer Corps and the Love Hashira (恋こい柱ばしら, Koi Bashira?) of the Taisho era.

Big sister of the first years, always giving them advice as well supporting thru anything, offering their support towards who are having a bad time and will always try to find ways to cheer them on

Originally they suppressed their appetite since they are afraid of being judged in NRC at first so they usually have one plate during lunch and have a bunch of snacks break in between periods. But soon they started to gain more confidence to the point they eat normally at lunch.

Sebek and silver admired them seeing mitsuri!yuu as some sort of knight or warrior that protects people from the hands of demons. One time Lilia asked them to teach them swords man ship but they failed to study mitsuri!yuu swordmanship so they advise them to find their own specific sword style and find their own path.

Lilia holds respect for them, and during one time mitsuri!yuu show him his blade and color him impressed. Even if he's unable to wield it and is also Curious who has the skills to create a sword that is unique. Lilia also admires their pursuit for love and them being their own person as well being a warrior that is willing to risk their lives to protect people from monsters.

Always have snacks with them, grim will always for some of their Sakura mochi so they usually bring extra whenever anyone wants one.

The embodiment of beauty and the beast, many students actually assume that they were weak until mitsuri!yuu once lift up an entire boulder without any sweat and grim is just their smirking while their jaws drop knowing their capabilities.

Grim and mitsuri!Yuu the best pair ever, big sister of him, always encouraging him to achieve his dreams of being a mage always giving him the support or motivation. Originally grim was surprised that mitsuri!yuu believe him in wanting to be a mage.

Sometimes the first years would go to the ramshackle dorm to hang out with mitsuri!yuu, they would always prepare a big batch of food so they and the first years have a wonderful time, and sometimes would host an eating contest and mitsuri!yuu would always be the victor. Having tea parties, picnic and movie nights.

Mitsuri!Yuu has started to take interest in baking and they are very good at it. So during their birthdays the first years but then a cook book, as well getting them multiple other gifts, malleus even gave them a special sword made in briar valley.

Mitsuri!yuu and jack would usually have morning jogs together. And sometimes vil would tag along with them.

Vil originally his first interaction with them is thru a rumor, a beauty and the beast students who once lift a boulder as well known for being a ferocious appetite, during lunch vil is secretly looking at them and was impressed by how much they can eat. By now vil has respect for them and thinks they are a good role model for epel.

Rook admired their passion as well for their determination. Never giving up as well always willing to help people, he sees them as a righteous knight.

Remember the scene of mitsuri and teaching someone how to do splits, that epel with mitsuri!Yuu training is good for him his body is more flexible than ever.

During the dwarf mine cave incident, mitsuri!yuu displayed their skills Infront of the Adeuce and grim, by punching the monster and sending it back to the wall with force to the point it caused a crater behind it. The reason they didn't use their blade is due to Crowley forbidding them from using it freely in areas with students fearing it would hit them, if mitsuri!yuu have their blade the fight would be over in seconds.

Own multiple pets. A bunny, snake, cat, mouse and etc. called them a Disney princess mitsuri!yuu just admired and loved animals. They would also try to head pat jack, Leona, and ruggie and get rejected every time until they begin to allow them to pet them.

Ever since their appearance in twst, mitsuri!yuu was recommended to try ballet by the first years and vil, and soon they excel at it and become a ballerina as a hobby and something to do at the side.

They have enough money to support them and grim for a life full of comfort thanks to their job during their time as a demon slayer.

Excel at gym class is like a morning walk compared to their training as a demon slayer, professor vagas all time favourite students Always encourage students to be like them. Many students started to reconsider whether they are human or not.

Once the savanaclaw challenged them to an arm wrestling challenge and they dominated it even defeating Leona surprising the entire dorm. And now they call them big sisters mitsuri!yuu and have respect for them.

The first year's first impression of their job as a demon slayer was cool, they slay demons to protect people from demons is so cool for them. Actually it's mentally draining to be a demon slayer since you gotta witness innocent people being turned into demons or dying and eaten by demons.

#twisted wonderland #not canon #twst scenario #disney twst #twst headcanons #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland yuu au #twst mc #twst yuu au #twst x reader #mitsuri kanroji #demon slayer mitsuri #kny mitsuri #kimetsu no yaiba #twst x kny #twst x demon slayer #mitsuri!yuu #demon slayer crossover #kny crossover

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sillyhanako · 2 months ago

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🐶 : WALK EM LIKE A DOG .ᐟ ✦

﹒ᓚᗢ WINDBREAKER BOYS as animals !! ft. sakura haruka, akihiko nirei, ren kaji and hayato suo

﹒ᓚᗢ sfw. 328 WC

﹒ᓚᗢ notes : omg thank you for the reblogs and kudos on the last post :□□ disclamer: these comparisons may look wrong to you! These are just how i see them and its ok if your opinion is different! <33 (reblogs are appreciated ^^) credits to lovely @dollywons for the divider!

୨୧ SAKURA HARUKA a black cat

A black cat is a purrfect match for him, they're both fiercly independent (though he does learn how to trust others later on). He rarely relies on others and is determined to handle his challenges on his own terms.

An other quality they both share is loyality and protectiveness. despite their independent nature, black cats can be fiercely loyal to those they trust. Similarly, Sakura is deeply protective and loyal to his friends, even if he doesn’t always express it openly.

୨୧ AKIHIKO NIREI a golden retriever

Golden retrievers are protective of their loved ones, and nirei exhibits this trait, often stepping in to shield his friends even though he is physically weak, or try his best to support them. (see: the KEEL fight)

Golden retrievers are highly energetic and thrive in active environments, similar to nirei, who is deeply passionate and energic about analyzing data on people he deems as cool and intriguing, and narrating about a happening whether he was in it on not.

୨୧ REN KAJI a winter white dwarf hamster

Winter white dwarf hamsters may appear small and unassuming, but they are resilient and resourceful, much like ren, who doesn’t let his average height or quiet demeanor overshadow his immense strength and capability.

Both ren and the hamster tend to keep to themselves. Winter White Dwarfs are known for being relatively shy and calm, much like Ren's generally quiet and stoic personality.

Hamsters are agile and quick in their movements, similar to Ren’s exceptional speed and stamina.

୨୧ HAYATO SUO a red fox

Suo and red foxes share their intelligence and ability to strategize in difficult situations, suo is sharp, calculating whether in fighting or in his everyday life. Which makes a red fox a good match for him!

red foxes are quick, nimble, and elegant in their movements, qualities that Suo displays in his fighting style, where his skill and smooth technique stand out from the usual aggressive punches and kicks the other members preform.

ー﹕m.list﹐

#windbreaker (satoru nii)#wind breaker x y/n #wind breaker x you #windbreaker anime #windbreaker manga #hayato suo #hayato suo x reader #hayato suo x you #ren kaji #ren kaji x reader #nirei akihiko #nirei akihiko x reader #sakura haruka #Sakura haruka x reader

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daymarenightdream1 · 1 month ago

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❝𝗡𝗼 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗧𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲❞

Chapter 0.5 - 𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤/𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: Satoru Gojo x female reader

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: In a world where promises bind souls together and breaking them has dire consequences, you make a promise to your best friend Satoru Gojo. A promise that will change your lives forever. As you both grow up, you find yourselves torn apart by the threads of fate. As they navigate the obstacles that life throws their way, will their their friendship stand the test of time… or will it be shattered beyond repair?

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: none for this chapter

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 1.1k

✩⁺₊✩☽⋆𝒾. 𝒜 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹’𝓈 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ⋆☾✩⁺₊✩

A promise should never be made if it cannot be kept. The fool who naïvely binds themselves in the chains of an oath shall suffer, indeed.

Your mother’s words rang through your head as you watched the pink petals of the Gojo family’s Sakura tree spiral in a flurry to the ground, the rushing of the ominous wind the only sound that filled the silence.

You stood in the clearing before the Gojo family estate, eyes darting from the compressed dirt beneath to the young boy standing in front of you, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. The blush pink kimono your mother had stuffed you into mere hours ago, pulling you by the ear to make you stand still, was now sticking to your back. The thick ruby sash tied around your waist started to feel less like a belt and more like a boa constrictor, squeezing tighter and tighter with every breath.

“Promise me.” The young boy declared once again, little hands clenching beneath the thick sleeves of his kimono. The storm of his blue eyes was vibrant, unlike the dull grey and navy of his fine clothes. His snow-white hair rustled in the wind, the strands fluttering across his eyes unable to break the intensity of his gaze. And where was he looking?

Straight at you, of course. His best friend.

You tugged on the long sleeves of your kimono, hands dwarfed by the soft fabric, wishing you could go back to playing the next round of onigokko. You wanted to run from the young Gojo’s oath as though his words were ‘it’, trying to catch you out.

Your mother and father had left you in the young Gojo’s company to play, as you always did, ever since these meetings had begun a year ago, the day after your sixth birthday.

You had tried, once, to follow them into the tea room where they met with Daimyo Gojo and his wife, the young Gojo pulling you forward with an impatient grip. Your parents quickly shooed you and Gojo away with warm smiles and waving hands, attempting to placate you with utterances on how ‘these were matters above your understanding’.

But the two of you, sharing a common stubbornness, had decided to press your cheeks to the door, listening intently. You’d heard hushed whispers and your own names, but not much more. Of course, being so young and brash, your stealth was somewhat lacking. The two of you were quickly spotted by the servants traversing the corridors, who would quickly usher you away from the private meetings between your family and the Gojo family.

Some matters were not meant for the ears of little children.

Today’s games had lasted mere moments, the two of you running through the grounds, when the young Gojo had screeched to a stop, whirled on his heel, and uttered those dreadful words.

“Promise me you shall be my friend forever.” He’d said with frightening earnestness.

“What? Satoru, let’s keep playing,” you had cried, dread settling in your tummy.

“Not until you promise.” He’d repeated.

And so, here you were, standing under the same tree you often climbed with your best friend, watching as it shed its delicate petals.

Would it still be lauded as beautiful when it was bare? Would the people of the estate stop their daily chores to stand and look at a mangled mess of crooked finger-like projections, reaching desperately for the sky?

Would they care for such a damaged, dying thing?

“But, Satoru,” you whined, “Mother says only fools make promises they can’t keep!”

He crossed his arms, furrowing his brows as he stood his ground. “You won’t be a fool if you don’t break it.”

You tugged at your soft belt, shifting from foot to foot. “I don’t know…”

The young boy huffed. “Do it as a gift for my eighth birthday. Pleeeeease.”

A sense of dismay washed through you. What if you couldn’t keep the promise? You thought.

Your mind trailed back to serene evenings spent in your own family home, when you’d been sat between your mother’s legs as she brushed your hair by the fireplace. She had rambled on and on about all the different but terrible consequences of breaking a promise, your eyes drooping shut with each word. While you couldn’t remember exactly what the outcomes were, you were filled with an underlying dread.

What if something happened, and you had to break the promise? You liked the idea of being friends with Gojo forever, and couldn’t imagine ever hating him, but even to your young, sheltered mind, forever seemed like a long time.

“Come on, just promise!” he whined.

No, you could keep the promise. You weren’t a fool. Right?

Anxiety rushed through you, your fingers jittering in anticipation.

“…If I promise you, can we keep playing after?” you asked, crossing your fingers behind your back. Just in case. You thought.

He nodded, a victorious smile starting to spread across his face.

“Okay then, fine, I promise.” You crossed your arms. “I want to be ‘it’ now,” you whined.

“Wait, we have to pinkie-promise, otherwise it doesn’t count.” He rushed over to you.

“Toruuu!” you whined. The pit in your stomach widened.

“Pinkie-promise!” He grabbed your little hand and raised it up, waiting for you to extend your little finger. His brows raised as you hesitated.

You grumbled as you finally linked your finger to his, staring into his eyes. “Fine. There. Happy?”

“No, you have to say it.”

“Say what?”

“I promise that I will be your friend forever, and I promise that I will never hate you. Say it now, say it!”

You faltered, grimacing. He just wouldn’t let you get away with it… A lone pink petal danced along the back of your hand, before floating wistfully to the ground.

What was the worst that could happen?

“I… promise that I will be your friend…” you trailed off, clinging to his finger, debating whether you were going to finish the sentence.

“Forever,” He reiterated after you paused a moment too long, encouraging you with a nod.

“I'm getting to it!" You huffed. "I promise we will be friends... forever… and I promise… to never hate you.” You let go of his hand, his grin finally wide and exuberant. A final wash of dread zinged down your spine.

You would just have to ensure the promise would never be broken, then. You could do that, surely.

You quickly slapped his shoulder and sprinted away in mischievous satisfaction, all dread dissipating and forgotten in your young mind as more important matters encompassed it. You squealed, “You’re it!”

“Hey! Not fair!” he cried.

Gojo darted after you, the giggles and squeals of happy children echoing into the estate. Your friendship had built quickly over the span of a year, and would deepen further over future days.

But that wouldn not stop you from waking every day with the oath on your lips, and the fear of your mother finding out what you had done.

If she were around to see you now, years later, she would have called you exactly what you knew you were.

A naïve, stupid fool.

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brat party pilot

pt.2

frat parties were what was keeping konoha university interesting enough to attract new students. the legacy kids dominated the campus, the sorority sisters added their feminine flair, but the newcomers? absolute meat.

sasuke, the cool, collected, 'do not talk to me' rich kid always used these parties as an excuse to get high, drunk, and found himself in meaningless hook ups to kill time. this party was no different.

or so he thought

this chapter was inspired by @gingerkunoichii 's work NEGATIVE SPACE

warnings: alcohol, suggestive language, lesbian kiss (warning because it's so hot), weed, coke, making out, blowjob, peeing? (not in a piss kink way)

you hated parties. not the idea of them—getting together, getting drunk, and waking up with an embarrassing memory or two wasn’t the problem. but this one? this wasn’t a party you could skip. you needed to find a club to survive the academic year, and the stronger your social network, the smoother your university life would be.

you stepped into the massive frat house alongside another newbie, karin. her striking red hair stood out next to yours, which was coffee brown, almost black. the place was packed.

at least you’d had the sense to dress for it. a black deep-neck slip, an animal-print skirt brushing your thighs, stockings, and knee-high boots. you’d added a few vivienne westwood earrings and a necklace for good measure. the nose piercing and the ten others on your ears? perfect. you fit right in with the edgy crowd buzzing around you. at least the impostor syndrome didn't show.

sasuke leaned against the bar, his whiskey on the rocks barely touched, the glass sweating in his hand. his eyes tracked the chaos of the party, but his face gave nothing away. the pounding music, the reek of alcohol and sweat—it all blurred into background noise. none of it mattered.

he knew how these things went. naruto and sakura would scout for new people to be in their clique, and most would end up forgotten by the end of the party.

"right on time," chirped sakura, who was just itching to get drunk.

ino, the tall blonde, dragged you and karin into the group, recognising your 'deer-in-the-headlights' faces. while the redhead immediately jumped into nervous conversation, you took a moment to observe everyone. you fucking wanted to run away and shove your own head in some trashcan. you looked around, taking in the blazing atmosphere of the party. black lights, discoballs hung on the ceiling, bass rattling like small plosive bombs. it was too loud for your taste.

sasuke’s eyes narrowed just a little when he caught the curve of your tits under her jacket. his gaze lingered for a beat longer than he meant to before he forced himself to look away, his expression unreadable. the thought crossed his mind—too quick, too distracting—but he shoved it aside, focusing on the whiskey in his glass instead.

naruto, bigger and bulkier than ever, strode over with that magnetic energy of his. he threw an arm around karin and your shoulders like you’d been friends forever, grinning as he welcomed you both to the university. karin looked even smaller next to him, but at least you didn’t. you were taller than most of the girls—except maybe ino—so you didn’t feel completely dwarfed by his presence. he brought a 'you jump, i jump' vibe to the party. you could tell this kind of presence warranted him being the flagship face of parties.

a quick round of introductions did you some good to put names to memorable faces.

sasuke didn’t bother joining the conversation, content to sit back and watch how the newcomers fit—or didn’t fit—into the established group.

"ignore sasuke, he's in his sulking era," bristled ino.

his thoughts were cut short by ino’s comment about his so-called “sulking mood.” his eyes flicked to her, cold and sharp, before he turned back to his drink like she wasn’t worth the effort. the tension in the air spiked, but sasuke didn’t care. the infamous uchiha aloofness was alive and well tonight.

his gaze slid over the crowd and landed on you again. there was something about you that kept pulling his attention, no matter how much he tried to ignore it. maybe it was the way you handled naruto’s boisterous energy without flinching, or the quiet confidence you seemed to carry without even trying.

karin elaborated on what clubs she was interested in, her sentences incomplete, her voice stuttering with god knows what jitter.

naruto looked down at you, "and you?"

you paused, taking a moment to think. truth was, you weren’t sure yourself. but you weren’t about to let a frat party dictate what club you’d end up joining.

"what’s the crowd-pleaser?" you asked instead, hoping to steer the conversation away from your indecision.

"ah, join the martial arts club with me, then. i’ll train you real good," he said, his tone dripping with suggestion.

sakura kicked naruto's shin. "not even ten minutes in, and you’re already trying to flirt. shameless."

you stood there, completely unfazed by naruto’s attempt at being flirty.

"what's your major anyway?" asked ino.

"international relations." you hated telling people that. everyone ended up assuming you were a know-it-all.

"i don’t know... we don’t really have a club for that. sports it is, i guess," sakura said with a shrug.

naruto snickered at that, clearly pleased we’d circled back to his suggestion. "don’t worry, sakura-chan, i’ll take care of her," he said confidently, his grip on your shoulder tightening a little, as he looked down at you again.

you crossed your arms, naruto’s still slung around your shoulder, and shot him a look. "mommy? sorry, mommy?" you deadpanned, mocking the way he was practically parenting the newbies.

that set the group off. tenten spit out her drink, choking on laughter, while ino and sakura doubled over, cackling. even hinata giggled quietly behind her hand.

as the others erupted into laughter at your jab at naruto, sasuke’s lips twitched ever so slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting in a rare, almost imperceptible smile. he couldn’t help it—he appreciated good wit when it was deserved.

tenten chimed, "if you're into ir, you've got to know your languages. do you?"

now that, you nodded without overthinking. if there was one thing you were a deadly expert at, was languages.

temari's eyebrow quirked since she was the head of the debate team, and often participated in the mock united nations events. "oh? care to elaborate?"

"english, french, german, italian, japanese, hindi, marathi"

naruto immediately shot back, "tell me you love me in french... or german," teasing with that grin of his. sakura kicked him again, clearly over it.

you just smiled at naruto, a hint of contempt in your expression. "bâtard sans vergogne..." you muttered.

of course, he didn’t catch the meaning, so he assumed you were playing along. what you really called him? shameless bastard.

as the party picked up speed and the noise hit deafening levels, it seemed like everyone was more or less shitfaced. meanwhile, you stood there, quietly thankful for your absurdly high alcohol tolerance. you'd already downed one glass of the party default god-awful punch—honestly, it should be classified as a crime—followed by tenten’s never-ending stream of vodka shots (about six, maybe seven, but who's counting?). then, of course, came the special concoction ino and naruto had whipped up (basically collecting all the spilled liquor that existed), which was probably dangerous enough to be considered a biohazard. somehow, despite all that, you were still only tipsy.

as someone who had walked the fine line between sanity and madness, the uchiha prince was acutely aware of how easily those lines could blur, leading to disastrous consequences.

he watched, his eyes sharp, as your usually composed demeanor began to slip. your movements grew more erratic, your words slurring just enough to catch his attention.

but there was another part of him—darker, more twisted—that found some kind of perverse fascination in watching your inhibitions fall away. it always happened with the newbies, this inevitable point where they embarrassed themselves, thinking they could demand unconditional loyalty and attention from konoha’s elite just because they were being included in the party games and whatnot.

when shikamaru showed up late—because of course he did—he passed around a joint to anyone who was interested. people scattered to sit on the lawn outside, some claiming camping chairs, others plopping down on the stairs of the patio. sasuke followed, his presence barely noticed. after all, nobody could ever predict his behavior, so he moved with that same quiet, unassuming air he always did.

you sat on one of the bean bags thrown on the grass. your usual poise seemed to crumble, replaced by a relaxed, almost seductive air. your body leaned trustingly on your own elbows, your long legs stretched ahead of you, your boots clacking against each other to the distant boom of the music coming from inside the frathouse.

a spin the bottle game was initiated, with kiba taking on the role of gamemaster, gleefully deciding what the dares would be.

the bottle spun and landed on tenten. kiba grinned mischievously and tossed out the dare: "chug a can of beer... in a handstand."

being the sporty little thing she was, tenten didn’t even flinch. without breaking a sweat, she flipped into a perfect handstand and downed the beer like it was nothing.

kiba’s eyes sparkled as the bottle landed on naruto, the challenge in the air thickening.

“alright, naruto,” kiba said with a sly grin, “i dare you to take your shirt off and let the girls write the most embarrassing things they can think of on your chest. no backing out.”

naruto blinked, then, as usual, grinned that wide, careless toothy grin of his. without hesitation, he pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his chest to the eager eyes of the group.

sakura was the first to indulge, scribbling 'swipe right casanova' on his chest. naruto smirked and slapped her ass when she turned around to sit back down.

ino snickered and wrote 'ask me about my feelings' on his abs, knowing how much naruto hated it.

tenten wrote 'i heart ramen' with a glitter sharpie. temari threatened to carve 'not as good in bed as you think' on his torso, but settled for a sketch of a dick on balls on his shoulder.

hinata, as much as she knew she couldn't go soft on naruto, just wrote the number 69 on his torso.

karin stumbled on her way to him and spent half the time touching his body, but wrote 'bad decision' on his stomach.

you pulled out you blood red liquid lipstick and wrote 'i only date my hand' on his left pec.

naruto looked like a graffiti wall. kiba took pictures like he was on journalistic duty, the flash making naruto's muscles stand out.

sasuke let out a snort at the sight, finding it amusing just how well the newcomers figured out what kind of a person he was.

kiba spun the bottle again and it landed on you.

when the bottle landed on you, kiba grinned, clearly expecting chaos. “i dare you to kiss sakura,” he said, his voice laced with obvious amusement.

both you and sakura rolled your eyes at his predictable intention to see two girls make out, but that didn’t stop you. you got off the bean bag, crawling over to sakura like a panther, who met you halfway with a smirk.

naruto, kiba, ino, and tenten erupted in hoots and howls, egging you both on. sakura and you kissed—at first, just a quick, teasing peck, but with the booze kicking in, it turned into something more.

what started as a casual kiss quickly became a proper, tongue-filled sloppy make out. her hands found your neck for support and you held her by her waist with one hand, letting your tongue slide in. sakura was no coward either, she bit your lip, and paved the way for a full-fledged open mouthed, wet kiss.

sasuke's eyes momentarily widened at the intensity of the kiss between you and sakura, a flicker of surprise cutting through his usual stoic expression. more so because you two were right in front of him. the raw passion, fuelled by alcohol, was a far cry from the timid pecks he'd seen before. he hadn't expected the newbie to be this bold, this daring.

he watched, transfixed, as you broke the kiss, your lips glistening with saliva, chest heaving with laughter. sakura chuckled and sat back in her camping chair.

naruto, grinning like a maniac after watching you and sakura, whined, "man, what will it take for you to kiss me?"

you still had sakura's lip gloss on your lips, and hers were stained with your dark red lipstick.

"200 bucks," you shot back, barely skipping a beat.

naruto moved with lightning speed, pulling out four $50 bills from the wallet in his pocket, waving them in front of you. without hesitation, you snatched them up, scooting closer to him. you pulled him in for the kiss, naruto's large hand grabbing the back of your neck, the crowd erupting around you—everyone except sasuke, who remained as unreactive as ever, but twitching just enough. the howls and whistles from the group rang out in the background, adding to the chaotic energy of the moment. kiba of course had recorded the whole thing with a phone in his shaky hands.

by the end of the night, most of them were hammered as hell. sasuke had vanished somewhere, probably off to brood in peace, while shikamaru lay sprawled out in a cloud of smoke from his fifth joint.

you could feel the alcohol settling in, and it was time for a bathroom break. weaving through the drunken chaos inside, you finally made it to the bathroom, only to find sasuke neatly carding a line of what you could only guess was coke.

"uh... sorry..." you mumbled

sasuke didn't flinch at your sudden intrusion, his focus remaining solely on the line of powder before him. he acknowledged you presence with a curt nod, his eyes never leaving the task at hand. with precise movements, he snorted the cocaine, the rush of adrenaline immediately heightening his senses. the uchiha prince felt invigorated, his mind clearing of the dull haze that had begun to settle over him. when he finished, sasuke turned to face you, his gaze piercing and intense.

"sorry... i uhh... had to pee..." you turned to leave to find some other unoccupied bathroom, bumping into the closed door.

sasuke pointed to the toilet seat in the bathroom.

"i'm not gonna pee with you standing here, if that's what you're implying"

a smirk tugged at the corner of sasuke's lips, his eyes glinting with a dark, mischievous intensity. "not necessarily," he said, his voice low and dripping with suggestion.

"can you like leave? fuck... i really have to pee, man"

sasuke simply leaned against the basin, his arms crossed. of course, he'd be someone who played games with people. of course.

you were too drunk to argue and not brave enough to wet you stockings with him watching.

groaning, you hitched your skirt up and little, pulling the thigh high stocking down enough. "fine. look away, though."

sasuke made no effort to do anything. his vision was half-impaired anyway. he stood there, his mind foggy, as you did your business. the sound of a single stream hitting the toilet bowl echoed in the small, barely lit bathroom.

"you're not high enough," he commented.

you were too drunk to muster a logical argument, and he was too far drugged to completely suppress his impulses.

"i'm not doing coke, if that's what you're asking," you slurred, your voice heavy with both defiance and hazy resolve.

sasuke chuckled, a low, almost predatory sound that sent a shiver down your spine. "i wasn’t offering it to you, love," he purred, his voice laced with dark amusement.

"there are other ways to get high," he said, pulling out a single joint, expecting to share. you shrugged, not minding it. sasuke lit the joint, taking a deep drag before exhaling a plume of smoke, and handing it to you when you stood up, pulling your panties and stockings up, and straightening your skirt and flushing the toilet.

as you shared the joint, passing it back and forth, the atmosphere in the bathroom grew heavier with tension. the haze of marijuana mixed with the effects of the cocaine, and the muffled sound of the rave music coming from outside the bathroom made everything feel liminal and surreal.

you had to lean against the bathroom sink, your palms gripping the cool marble counter for stability. sasuke stood in front of you, his presence towering, almost suffocating in the small space. the faint curl of smoke escaped his lips, drifting lazily toward your face, the scent sharp and intoxicating.

"you didn't play that spin the bottle thing... not social?" you asked, taking the joint from sasuke to take a short drag.

"social games aren't really my thing," he admitted, his eyes never leaving yours as he took the joint back and inhaled deeply.

exhaling slowly, the smoke curled lazily from his lips, his gaze dropping to your mouth as you formed a small 'o' around the tip of the joint. the sight stirred something in him, a flicker of desire sparking beneath his usually stoic exterior.

"or did you just not want to end up kissing naruto?" you asked, snorting a laugh at how most of kiba's dares revolved around getting people to kiss each other.

sasuke's expression stayed impassive, but the corners of his mouth twitched upward ever so slightly, betraying a faint hint of amusement. "maybe," he said, his voice laced with dry humor.

"what's your thing then?"

"my thing is power," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "and control."

his fingers traced a slow path along your jawline, tilting your face up to meet his piercing gaze. "when i take something, i take it completely. leave nothing behind but ruin."

the promise in his words was equal parts terrifying and exhilarating, like a siren's call to surrender to the darkness simmering beneath his calm exterior.

you blinked at him, processing his overly philosophical answer, and then burst out laughing, your forehead dropping against his shoulder as you struggled to catch your breath.

sasuke's initial surprise at your laughter quickly gave way to a begrudging smile, his lips curving upward in a rare display of reciprocation. he let his hand travel lightly up your hip, as he looked down at your forehead touching his shoulder.

you looked up straight, feeling dizzy "what... fucked up weed is this?"

sasuke's eyes narrowed slightly at your question, a flicker of unease crossing his features before he masked it with a shrug. "just a special blend," he said vaguely, his tone noncommittal.

his hand moved to your waist, steadying you as you swayed on your feet. despite your dizziness, he remained completely composed, his movements as precise and controlled as ever.

you sat down on the closed toilet lid, and sasuke stood towering in front of you.

"tell me," he murmured, his voice low and hypnotic, "what do you want right now?" if sasuke loved one thing, it was to get into people's heads and twist their minds to suit his needs.

the question hung in the air, thick with implication, as he waited for your response, his breath barely steady.

"honestly? i'd kill for gyoza," you mumbled, caught up in a fantasy about food.

a faint, enigmatic smile tugged at the corners of sasuke's lips, a glimmer of amusement flickering in his eyes. "gyoza, huh?" he mused, his voice almost too smooth.

leaning in closer, his breath brushed against your ear, his words a conspiratorial whisper. "i might know a place that serves the best gyoza in town. if you behave yourself, i might just take you there."

this shit was too easy for sasuke. clearly he expected some quick fuck to heighten his already euphoric state.

"says the guy who did coke... i'm the ideal student, buddy."

sasuke's eyes flashed with irritation at your jab, but he quickly regained his composure, a cold, calculating look settling over his features.

"you're one to talk, considering your current state," he retorted, his fingers grabbing your jaw, making you look up at him, emphasizing his point. "at least when i indulge, i know what i'm getting myself into."

there was a hint of disdain in his voice, a subtle reminder of the vast differences between your worlds.

"yes, yes... rich boy and the things he gets away with," you replied, the words tinged with a mix of amusement and irritation.

he leaned in closer, his face inches from yours, his hot breath mingling with yours.

"watch it," he warned, his voice low and menacing. "you don't know the half of what i've done, what i'm capable of."

a silent threat lingered beneath his words, a reminder of the depth of his world. "don't pretend like you understand my world."

with that, he pulled back, his demeanour once again icy and aloof, as if the moment of vulnerability had never happened.

you looked at him, pouting. "sorry..."

he reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a gentleness that belied his harsh exterior.

"forget it," he muttered, his tone gruff but not unkind. "we're both a little... out of it right now."

his hand lingered on your cheek for a moment before withdrawing, leaving your skin tingling with the memory of his touch.

"are these parties always this intense?" you asked, your voice curious, considering this was your first-ever frat party on campus, while sasuke was already a second-year.

he hummed in agreement.

"i kinda like the bathroom more than the party," you said, looking around at the dimly lit bathroom.

you had to strain your neck to look up at him, you face right in front of his crotch. "also smells nice... whatever that... room freshener is." you swore you knew that smell.

"i prefer a certain scent," he explained, his voice strained.

reaching into his pocket, he produced a small bottle of cologne, holding it out to you.

you didn't have to see it to recognize it. "oh, you dior sauvage boys... fucking toxic," you chuckled.

how dare she dismiss his refined taste in such a cavalier manner? "toxic, huh?" he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "well, at least i don't reek of cheap perfume like some people i could mention."

his eyes raked over you, taking in the way your clothes clung to your curves, the sweet, floral scent of your perfume wafting up to tease his senses.

"hey, don't insult miss dior..." you defended your perfume, looking up at him.

from his view, all he saw was a pair of brown doe eyes and a cute face.

he leaned in closer, his breath ghosting across your parted lips as he whispered, "oh, i wasn't insulting it. just you."

"but since you brought it up..." he paused, his lips hovering millimeters from yours. "maybe i should show you how a real man handles a woman in dior."

sasuke was a master at manipulating women, his quiet intensity a weapon he wielded with precision. he always knew what he wanted—and he took it, no hesitation. he understood that neither of you were in any state to go all the way, but a little indulgence? that was nothing. his fingers brushed through your hair with a cold, almost predatory gentleness, as if stroking a cat he owned, standing tall and looming over you like a shadow.

sasuke's fingers tangled in your hair, guiding your head closer to the prominent bulge straining against his zipper. his voice was a low, husky purr, dripping with sinful intent, "you know where this is going, don't you?"

"buddy i'm stoned. might just bite your dick off"

a dark chuckle rumbled in sasuke's chest at your bold declaration, his eyes glinting with wicked amusement. "Oh, I highly doubt that," he drawled, his confidence unwavering. his free hand reached down to unzip his fly, and tug his boxers down, slowly revealing the thick, hard length of his erection. he gave himself a deliberate stroke, his cock pulsing with need as he watched your reaction.

"come on, live a little," sasuke coaxed, his voice low and persuasive. "you wanna impress your seniors, don't you?"

you blushed when his long, leaking, hard dick came into your view. "yeah, that's not gonna fit in my mouth" you mumbled, absolutely high from the joint sasuke had shared with you.

sasuke's smirk widened at your candid assessment, his ego stroked by your clear fascination despite your doubts.

he stepped closer, his heated breath washing over your flushed cheeks as he guided your head toward his throbbing erection. "hm, only one way to find out, sweetheart"

with a firm but gentle pressure, he urged your lips to part, the swollen head of his cock nudging against your soft, inviting mouth.

based on whatever you knew about it, you pressed slow, wet kisses to his head first.

a low groan escaped Sasuke's throat as your warm, moist lips enveloped the sensitive tip of his cock, your tongue darting out to swirl around the crown. your tentative exploration sent sparks of pleasure racing through his veins.

"that's it, baby... suck it." his voice was a ragged whisper, laced with desire and barely restrained lust.

after a few unflattering licks, you gently took his head in your mouth, licking the small slit with your tongue.

"fuck..." he gasped, his hips jerking involuntarily as he struggled to ride out the intense waves of bliss crashing over him.

as your lips stretched to accommodate his girth, sasuke's eyes rolled back in his head, a choked cry of ecstasy escaping him. the feeling of your hot, velvety mouth enveloping his thick shaft was indescribable, each subtle bob of your head sending jolts of electricity straight to his core.

he watched, transfixed, as your cheeks hollowed with each suckle, your lips gleaming with saliva as they worked his rigid length.

you used your hand to stroke what didn't fit in your mouth. you sucked his cock way too much like a pro for someone who was completely stoned.

"you're a quick learner, aren't you?" he murmured, his voice rough with arousal.

his fingers tightened in your hair, guiding your pace as he began to thrust shallowly, savouring the feeling of your tongue dancing along his sensitive underside. "that's it, baby... take it all..."

your neck started to hurt, so you got off the toilet seat and sank to your knees in front of him, the new angle letting him thrust deeper inside, and allowing you to take more of him.

his vision blurred at the sudden increase in depth, his cock plunging past your lips and into the warm, welcoming recesses of your throat. he grunted, his fingers digging into your scalp as he revelled in the tight, silken heat surrounding him.

"fuuuck..." he hissed, his hips snapping forward to bury himself to the hilt.

your muffled moans and the obscene suction of your mouth, filled the room, creating sounds of depraved pleasure. at one moment, his thrust went deep, bottoming out, fully lodged in your mouth, to your throat. you simply moaned around his dick, the fullness choking you, each brutal thrust pushing your head back and forth until your nose was pressed against his pelvis, the short tuft of black hair rubbing against the bridge of your nose. he grunted between clenched teeth, his balls slapping lewdly against your chin with every savage plunge.

as his orgasm crashed over him, sasuke's vision tunnelled, his consciousness consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. he felt your throat constrict around him, milking his cock for every last drop of his release, and the knowledge that you were swallowing his seed only heightened his pleasure. with a final, shuddering thrust, he emptied himself into your willing mouth, his cum painting your lips and chin with thick, white streaks. as the aftershocks subsided, he watched, transfixed, as his spend dripped down your face, neck, and pooled on your breasts, seeping between your plump tits.

panting heavily, sasuke slowly withdrew from your mouth, his softening cock slipping free with a wet pop. sasuke's gaze remained fixed on your cum-streaked face, his chest still heaving with exertion as he tried to regain some semblance of composure. when you licked your lips clean, a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. he pulled you up and crashed his lips into yours, tasting himself on your lips.

he'd zipped his dick back inside, though it kept twitching from time to time. he made out with you against the bathroom tiles, letting his hand slip inside your top, cupping your breasts over your lacy bra, his fingertips gliding against the streak of cum that was pasted over your flesh.

sasuke's fingers found your pert nipples through the thin fabric of your bra, rolling and pinching them roughly as he continued to ravage your mouth. the sensation of your hardened peaks beneath his touch sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through him, his half-hard cock stirring once more within the confines of his pants.

at the sound of the bathroom door banging open, sasuke's expression darkened, his grip on your breast tightening almost painfully. he growled low in his throat, clearly not pleased at the interruption to their heated encounter. "fuck..." he muttered, his voice laced with irritation and residual lust.

your made yourselves presentable and exited the bathroom, letting the random student use it. the sudden bright lights and the noise only made you uncomfortable. a stark contrast to the cosy, intimate setting the bathroom had been.

the party had wrapped up, leaving a trail of discarded cups and empty bottles scattered across the floor. most people had passed out in various corners of the house, still drunk from the chaos of the night. sasuke slipped out unnoticed, his usual need to retreat and isolate himself taking over, as it often did when the noise became too much.

you followed suit, the events of the night lingering in your mind but not enough to keep you from the looming task ahead. there were classes to enrol in, decisions to make, and the chaos of the party was quickly forgotten as you turned toward your responsibilities.

as he walked towards his bike, his mind replayed the events of the evening, particularly his intense encounters with you. the memory of your lips wrapped around his cock, the feel of your throat constricting around him, sent a shiver down his spine.

boy was he glad he showed up to that stupid party.

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