So today I was on tiktok to avoid some uncomfortably relatable situations in this memoir I was reading and I saw a tiktok reminding folks to not take the mean/cruel/dirty things people do to them to heart because it usually is mostly about them...
And then I had then funniest realization... when people do you dirty often they tell you the things that would hurt them the most. My own recent behavior was the key to this clicking.
I've mentioned before that I wear wigs and that is primarily because I wear my natural hair extremely short(short enough for me to be called "bald headed"). It's cool it's edgy and unusual(especially with my weird head lolz) especially in the predominantly black area I live in(important for later as you can assume everyone I speak of is black). So I pull up the local chick-fil-a blasting my recent obsession (posted below). As I'm making the second turn, which requires passing the folks outside taking orders, I see the uniformed ladies giggling to each other. And when I pull up there's an exchange.
"Wow I love your hair." from the lady, a woman with a slick backed afro puff. (If you're a woman from the south you know the italics is dripping with sarcasm and teasing.)
"Thanks" I'm already wary because of the giggling, my musical choices and I grew up pretty much only receiving backhanded compliments.
She goes on, "I've always wanted to cut my hai- "
And I cut her off with a laugh because we both knew that wasn't true and from the coldness in her demeanor afterwards I was right on the money. But to the point of this essay growing up one of the things that upset me most was being mocked, teased and laughed at. By laughing at her, I felt I'd won a victory which in the way or passive aggressiveness is the first place prize. The same way I'm sure she thought she had an ace in the hole by pointing out my lovely buzzcut.
But the real victory was me laughing it off. It annoyed the hell out of me(because I'm a stickler for efficiency and was picking up food for family) and I didn't let it change/rule my mood. I reacted to her not my emotions on the matter.
And of course maybe I was wrong and it was a real compliment... but I doubt she would have been so mad I had to wait an extra 15 minutes for my food if it were earnest. Hazard lights and all.
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— imagine going down on heeseung at the back of his car 🫠
the way his legs would spread automatically to make room for you, a cocky smirk spreading across his lips. his hand comes to hold the back of your head, guiding you to his clothed cock that is practically throbbing for your attention. you haven't even started anything and he's already so needy for you.
"be a good girl, yeah?" he hums, making quick work of his jeans and his underwear. he lets the fabric pool around his knees, too desperate to have himself shoved into your tight mouth to care about completely removing his clothing.
his cock stands between his legs, the tip red and leaking. heeseung doesn't need to say much else really. the sight of his cock is already enough to have your mouth watering, not hesitating a second more before peppering open mouthed kisses around his head.
"fuckkk..." heeseung groans. his brows furrow as he struggles to keep his eyes open, fighting the onslaught of overwhelming pleasure just to watch his head disappear into your tight little mouth. he can't help the shiver that runs down his spine as your run your tongue across his slit, exactly the way he loves it. he's not afraid to let you know how well you're doing either.
"just like that, baby," he moans, his thighs tensing as you take more of his length into your mouth. "feels so fuckin' good." his fingers tighten into your hair, his hips instinctively bucking as you hollow your cheeks.
his head is thrown back into the leather material of the seat as you sink your mouth further down his length. one little peek up at him from your lashes has your panties soaked.
heeseung's brows are scrunched together, his eyes shut tight. his mouth is parted into an "o", his rough moans and grunts continuously flowing out of his mouth. knowing that your actions were the cause of his state simply makes you delirious.
when you moan around his cock at the sight of his ecstasy, his breath hitches. it takes a lot of effort for him to crack his eyes open to peer down at you, his cock stuffed into your mouth and hitting the back of your throat.
"you like that, hm?" he hums, grunting when you nod your head. "you like seeing how good you're makin' me feel, baby?" before you know it, the man is gripping your head in place, shallowly thrusting his length in and out of your mouth.
"oh, fuck," heeseung hisses, his thrusts turning frantic as you take whatever he gives you. "shit, baby... your mouth is making me feel so good." he murmurs, mindlessly fucking into your wet cavern.
when you start to time the bobbing of your head with his thrusts, heeseung completely loses it. his hips falter and his back arches to get himself to reach the back of your throat one last time.
"fuck, fuck, fuck," he chants unbashedly, his orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick. "i'm gonna cum. a-ah! holy shit, baby 'm gonna cum."
you pop your mouth off of him. your hand wraps around his length, furiously pumping his cock as you open your mouth and sticking your tongue out for him to cum into. good lord, the sight had heeseung right on the edge.
"oh my god, yes, yes, yes! fuck, that's a good girl," he cries out, voice rising in tone. his hands move from yoir head to the headrest of the backseat, arms flexing as he feels the pressure build in his stomach. "fuckkk, baby, that's it! don't stop... keep going." he's sure his eyes roll to the back of his head when he feels the pressure in his stomach snap.
pearly white ropes of cum shoot out of him, his back permanently archea as his hips instinctively rub his tip across the smooth muscle of your tongue. "f-fuck!"
"a-ah! 'm cumming! take it all like a good girl," he moans. he's practically whinning with how high pitched his voice is. an airy and breathless pant escapes him with each drop of cum your milk from his tip, a stark contrast to the rough and hoarse tone he was using earlier.
"oh my god, you drive me nuts." he chuckes breathlessly, giving you no time to recover as he pulls you up for a heated kiss. it doesn't take long before he's pushing you back into the backseat, his lips pressing open mouthed kisses to every corner of your exposed skin.
"h-heeseung–" you try speaking, a gasp leaving you as his hand sneaks into your skirt to feel the wetness in between your legs.
"my poor baby," he coos, nibbling at a the skin right underneathe your collar bone. "got so wet giving me the best head, huh? you want a reward?"
"lay back, sweetheart. i'll take care of you."
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