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Nona added in the spirit of truth: "And I can't help chewing the ends with plaits. I want to steer clear of Temptation."
feat. Noodle(s) and a mustache r--
coloured contacts & silly faces test for summer!croptop!Nona (aka "it's too hot to wear three layers on public transit right now, ayfkm?")
#hair is my own#it's hip-length which works for Nona but the right half is also blue#Nona can have a little dyed hair as a treat#no wait Nona i didn't mean you could eat it--#we love our nono#nona palona#nona the ninth#the locked tomb#cosplay#cosplay test#gpoy#nona#nona tlt#worm with problems#free mustache rides#the locked tomb cosplay#tlt cosplay#featherbreak cosplay
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Imagine.
It's the end of the world. Destruction is everywhere, there is no safe place to escape to, everyone will die.
You turn a corner, and this short lady with night-black braids catches your gaze. "Death! Death first to vultures and scavengers! Death then to those who remain!"
But she's in super short jorts with a t-shirt that reads "Mustache Rides: 69¢."
"THEY SHOULD BE FREE!" she roars as she claws your right arm from your torso. "WHY IS THERE ANY CHARGE????"
#the locked tomb#I need to stop reading this late at night#cheap mustache rides#free mustache rides#nona the ninth
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ignore that this took me like a month but HE'S HERE
for a limited time only get it while you can people!!
(click for quality tumblr ruins everything 😭)
#i know he's an eater#free mustache rides for life to whichever farmer wifes him up#my art#stardew valley#harvey sdv#harvey stardew valley#dr. harvey#spoonv#harvey#sdv harvey#stardew valley fanart#sdv fanart
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My silliest, most pointless, and least helpful pet peeve in the Locked Tomb fandom is that the t-shirt Pyrrha was going to give Nona advertises CHEAP (not free!) mustache rides! She is making a joke about how everyone thinks that she is Nona’s pimp! Paul even says that they think mustache rides “should be free” in opposition to the t-shirt! It is a joke about sex work! The fact that they are cheap and not free is important!
#anyway I still love all fanart and other fanworks with free mustache rides ❤️ just different interpretations#tlt#the locked tomb#nona the ninth#ntn#pyrrha dve#paul tlt#mine
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sorry to message you twice in one night but oliver is 100% reading bpreg like 'i hope this doesn't awaken anything in me...'
HES LITERALLY CRYING TO BREEDING FIC <3
#asks#standback#please do not say SORRY to message you. as if i don't smile so big when my favorite celebrity author of free mustache rides STANDBACK deign#to interact with me.....
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old man brainrot coming in. obsessed.
Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mobius M. Mobius/Reader Summary: If anyone was to blame for this situationship it was whoever at PepsiCo thought it was a good idea to invent Josta soda.
Ch001: What does my coworker's spit taste like?
No one in the TVA gets sick.
Something about the rigorous vaccination process that all employees go through every so often that leads to almost complete immunity against all viruses and bacteria that ever existed everywhere at all times. At least that’s what you've always assumed each time it was your turn to bend over with your pants down, getting needle after needle stabbed in your buttcheeks by the dear TVA medical department. Hundreds of years working and you’ve yet to hear about any one having even so much as a runny nose.
So there’s no reason to ever think you’re sick.
There’s just a constant tickling in your throat.
Irritation of the mucus membrane, right up behind your uvula, in an area at the bottom of your nasal passageway before your throat. There's an urge to clear your throat, to try and itch the tickle or try to swallow down what feels like a lump of mucus. But it never works. All you get is dirty side eye looks from the analyst sitting at the desk surrounding you and the sounds of them scraping their chairs as they move as far away as they can from you. You try not to take offense, you wouldn’t want to be sitting next to someone who was trying to discreetly hack up a lung for hours on end.
You're not sick. The air in the analyst room is just dry. And you forgot to grab any water during break.
For the umpteenth time since you sat down in your chair to work hours ago that damn tickle is near unbearable. You try to convince yourself to yawn, taking in a deep breath of dry air and forcing your mouth to water as well as your eyes. As you swallow, desperate for some inkling of moisture relief, you realize it was not enough. Shit. Now you had a dry throat, watering eyes, and you were going to have to cough.
You were definitely not sick.
Just when you pull your elbow to your mouth to cough there's a movement in the corner of your eye. A metal can is suddenly in your field of vision. You turn your head to see the hand holding the metal can, connected to the arm of one of your fellow analysts. Older, maybe middle aged, with short, slicked back gray hair and kind smile under a silly looking mustache. Your eyes blink, blurry from yawn-tears. Obviously he worked with you in some capacity. What was his name?
You take the can and notice it's not only already open but it's also half empty.
“Figure you might need it more than me,” he says like it's a perfectly normal act to offer a coworker your half drunk can of soda. His smile is crooked just like his nose, both totally uniquely identifiable traits that you would remember if you had seen before. His name and his oddly handsome face escapes you in the sea of hundreds of other TVA analysts you've met.
You look up at him then back down to the can. You do not want to thank him for his slightly used drink and you don't want to drink the rest of it either. But you find yourself doing both.
Illness can’t spread in the TVA because no one, ever, gets sick.
The can's design is bold in its ugliness. A bright yellow rectangle highlights the name, Josta, written in a font that screams trying too hard to be extreme, against a bright red background. On one hand you wanted to roll your eyes. On the other hand, your mustachioed coworker is still standing at your desk as if he was waiting for you to take a sip. Ah, of course, one of the TVA’s many weirdos. You raise the can in his direction before bringing it to your lips.
Josta is… peculiar. To put it lightly.
Carbonated bubbles fizz to the top of the brown liquid, a faint popping sound that you hear only moments before you smell its sickly sweet scent. It tingles your nose in a not exactly pleasant way. The fruity taste is borderline chemical, as if someone has seen a picture of a berry once and tried to guess the taste then shoved it in a soda to manufacture the hell out of it. Every taste bud on your tongue begs you for mercy.
You hide your reaction of disgust behind the back of your hand, under the guise of daintily wiping your lips, eyes widening as you force yourself to make a little yum noise. Mr. Mustachio seems pleased, pleased enough that he claps you on the shoulder, tosses what you assume is a finished report on your desk, then gives you a wink before sauntering off to who knows where. You watch him leave, eyes focused on the swirl of a cowlick in his gray hair on the back of his head, until he disappears into the sea of analysts.
Who was that guy?
It takes every ounce of your will power but you manage to finish what was left in the can. What it lacks in good taste it makes up for in being a liquid other than your spit. Instead of a dry throat tickle you're now dealing with the leftover taste of faux berry cola with the little extra flavoring of Mr. Mustachio’s backwash. It clings to your tongue for the next hour just like the saucy little wink clings to your mind.
You smack your tongue against the top of your mouth before you get back to what you were doing. The manilla folder he so fluidly tossed landed top of the one you were already working on. Curious, it wasn't often that the analyst brought you the reports themselves. You blink at it with curiosity before flicking open the top, eyes skimming the report to see what could have possibly made Mr. Mustachio think any of that interaction was worth it. Nothing.
Without a second thought it gets neatly placed at the bottom of the stack. Sly dog thinking he could garner favor with you so you'd get his report checked out before the others in line? Nuh-uh, not with a slightly used soda. You settle back into your work groove, throat sufficiently quenched until you can take another break, letting the entire awkward interaction fade from your mind.
Until the buzzing started.
(continue reading at the ao3 link for the sexy bits)
#mobius m mobius#mobius m mobius x reader#loki series#mobius#fleuretfics#is mobius giving out free mustache rides or is the too early-2000s for a reference#mobius x reader#Mobius/reader
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The Cost of the Ride is Free
An uneasy quiet settled over the valley. The faint sound of the wind through the grasses mingled with the susurrations of a creek somewhere nearby. Dawn was just starting to break, but the birds were sleeping in or just staying out of the way of what was to come.
A man hiked in on the lone trail carved into the southern hill. Despite his attempts at silence, his boots still kicked a rock here or there, and for anyone looking, they would see a cloud of dust where he passed. But no one was looking. The other man in the valley turned over in his sleeping bag, trying to get a few more minutes of shuteye, or like the birds, he was unwilling to face the day.
The hiker stood over the sleeper. After a few seconds, he kicked the sleeper lightly with his dusty boot. The man in the sleeping bag looked up and scowled, and he held his arm across his eyes to shield the sun.
The man standing said, “I hope you’re proud of yourself, Dean.”
The man on the ground ran his hand across his upper lip and smiled, as if remembering.
“Don’t say it,” Sam warned.
Dean looked up at him and grinned. “Free Mustache—”
Sam turned and walked away, cutting him off. “You’d better shave that thing off!” he yelled over his shoulder.
Dean just laughed. Still, it was gone by the next day.
#mustache discourse#catnipster69 drabbles#drabbles#spn fanfic#my fic#my posts#the cost of the ride is free
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I fucking love when people draw alecto in nonas shirts it's always so good
#she may not be the same person anymore but the love was still there auauauauauau#also uncanny looking 9ft barbie in a free mustache rides shirt just rules in general#tlt thoughts
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⟡ ݁₊˚⊹ SWEETHEART, SORRY IM LATE, I WAS LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU ₊˚⊹ ᰔ



—𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ synopsis♡: when one fateful day leads to you being cursed, you go on a mission to find the infamous satoru gojo and his castle, but little do you know you’d find yourself in his bed later that night..
—𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ featuring♡: satoru gojo x reader
—𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ tags♡: unprotected sex, riding, oral (fem!recieving), mating press, praise, making out, p in v, cervix kissing, big dick gojo!
—𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ a/n♡: howl’s moving castle is my favorite studio ghibli film ever, so you already know i had to write a fanfic about it!
—𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ w/c♡: 4.5k
"oh, darling won't you come out of that hat shop with us, you're truly overworking yourself!"
you smile softly, eyes flickering over to where your expectant sisters stood watching you, before looking back at the vibrant purple hat you had been working on, threading through with flowers. "oh no, i couldn't. you all go ahead, though."
they giggle softly at your reply, already well-acquainted with your firm work ethics and habits of almost never leaving the shop, tossing a, "suit yourself!" over their shoulders.
and as the door closes behind them, leaving you to stare at all of the colorful creations of caps littering your desk, you sigh, leaning back to take them all in.
maybe you had been working too hard..
being the eldest daughter of your family, you had been entrusted with the shop from a young age, making and sewing up hats for a living. it had been your father's, though now had been passed down to your mother, who had appointed you as an apprentice, although you were practically the only one who crafted and fabricated everything, and though the work was quiet and calming, it did tend to get rather boring at times.
the interior of the shop was tiny and just a bit cramped, every available surface being taken by assortments of feathery, patterned hats in almost every color. brown, old, and creaking rows of shelves surrounded your working area along with coatracks dipping under the weight of all the caps resting on them.
and though it wasn't much, it was yours.
you continued working for another hour, listening to the rickety clock on your wall tick tick tick away, with an impending sense of dull weariness.
was this all you were ever meant to do?
finally, you push back in your chair with a squeak! decidedly grabbing your hat and plucking it on your head, locking and closing the shop door with a resolute slam.
you would get out and see the town to clear your head. it wasn’t good to lock yourself away in the shop for too long, so you needed to breathe some fresh air before you started working again, and find some inspiration.
and so, you venture out through the hustle and bustle of crowded markets, trains whistling and blowing gray smoke as they chuff along, and the bumping of carriages along stoney paths.
the air grows thick with the amount of people thronging around you, spilling heedlessly in countless directions, and after more than one person gets in your way and abruptly stops, you huff, veering off toward a side alleyway.
it wasn't ideal but it would just have to..
bump!
“hey, what’s a pretty thing like you doing all alone? you lost, sweetheart?”
a slightly heavier set, blonde man leaned in front of you on a wall, blocking your path. he smiled down at you condescendingly, but it lacked any actual warmth, all teeth instead.
“n-no sir, i’m not lost.” you manage to stammer out, trying to duck past him, but seemingly out of nowhere his companion sidles up next to him, bumping his hip and peering down at you, his mean brown eyes and thick mustache seeming menacing in the dim lighting.
“you sure?” his friend snickers, one gloved hand reaching for your side and spinning you around to press against his chest, a sinisterly unfamiliar cologne surrounding and practically suffocating you with its intensity. “why don’t we show you the way home?”
“leave me alone!” you gasp out, trying to break free from their suddenly too-tight grip on you.
“there you are sweetheart, sorry i’m late, i was looking everywhere for you.”
your body stiffens as a large, warm hand comes to grasp gently at your wrist, tugging you away from the two men, and spinning you around to lay eyes on the most beautiful man you had ever seen.
his eyes were azure colored and half-lidded, his voice low and resonant throughout the empty alleyway. he was dressed extravagantly with a poofy white button-up and red and black pattered overcoat flowing loosely behind him, and as his eyes meet yours, something warm twinges in your stomach, the feeling spreading all down your body hotly.
his gaze flickers away to the men still stood there, as if noticing them for the first time, and something about him sharpens, voice noticeably colder. “oh? and what are you two doing?”
"hey, we were just.." the blonde one's voice raises indignantly, trying to pull you back to them with a hasty tug.
"leaving." the blue-eyed man behind you finishes, his other hand lifting to raise his pointer finger and slice it to the side, causing the two men to immediately break into a march, boots landing heavily as they stomp away in sync.
"wha.. how did you?" you stare up at him in wonder, his own flicking down to your face with a small little smirk tugging at his lips.
"magic. now hang on!"
before you can even reply, he's grabbing you by the hand, and lifting you effortlessly up, up, up, into the sky, floating alongside him high above the town, all the people below you seemingly tiny dots scattered around the vibrant landscaping.
"oh!" you exclaim, fearfully clinging onto him as you feel weightless, the air whooshing below and around you.
"straighten your legs, it's okay.." the white-haired man whispers to you playfully, hands curling protectively around you. "now, start walking andd.. see! you're a natural!" he laughs softly at your hesitant steps into the air, growing more confident as he holds you up with ease.
the ground becomes a blur as you match each other's steps, airily floating as if it were any other day, coasting in sync as colors whirl below you in a mess of banners and flags.
"so, where ya headed?" the man's sultry, honeyed tone interrupts you as you quickly turn to glance at him, his eyes twinkling with mirth.
"oh, i.. uh.. just the hat shop."
so much for your day out.
"hmm, a hat maker you are?" you follow his eyes to where they linger on your simple little sun hat adorned with red ribbon.
"something like that.."
he smiles as he glides over to the small overlooking balcony outside your workshop, helping you down easily, your wide eyes gazing up at him as he prepares to leave again.
"make sure to be more careful next time you're out, mmkay? not everyone around here is quite as gentlemanly as me." his tousled, snowy white hair billows around him as he grins down at you teasingly.
" 'kay.." you nod shyly, and he begins to back up, smile widening.
"good girl."
and blowing a kiss to you, he jumps back off the balcony, eliciting a small gasp from you as you instantly rush over to press yourself against it, straining for a better look.
but he's already gone, practically dissipated into thin air.
with a tired sigh, and a combing of your fingers through messy hair, you lock the door to your shop with a click! before slumping down to the floor.
it had been a long day, and just as you're starting to relax, you hear a small, telltale tinkling of the bell that hangs above your door, alerting you when new customers arrive.
"hello? sorry ma'am we're closed right now." you start to stand up, noticing the woman in front of you, her face slightly flushed and eyebrows scrunched, as if in anger.
her figure is awfully plump, with a round, chubbed neck and doughy arms that hang out of her dress like deflated balloons.
her makeup is done rather sharply, as if made to look intimidating with hooked eyeliner and boldly colored eyeshadow, all accompanied by rouge red lipstick and a mole on the side of her mouth.
"why, you!" she stops right in front of you, lifting her─many─chins to stare down the bridge of her flat nose at you. "it was you he was floating around with this afternoon?"
you stiffen. she couldn't possibly mean..
"that wretch!" she hisses angrily. "eleven miserable years of my life spent chasing him! and this is what he does?" she slams her hand down on the counter loudly, causing you to flinch.
"please leave now! we're closed!" you say, your voice taking on a more firm tone as you try not to tremble, straightening yourself up.
she wheels around at you then, as if having forgotten you were there, still rambling on with passion. "oh? standing up to the most powerful witch, are we?"
her overdone, puckered lips draw up into a sinister little grin as you start to back up, unsure of yourself now.
witch?
"since he likes you so much, let's see if you can win over my precious, when i haven't been able to in more than a decade!"
black oozing spirits erupt from her flabby form, rushing over to you as you stand agape, horrified.
"and if you don't manage to fully capture his fleeting heart, you will die!"
all of a sudden, a cloying murky fog drifts in the homey space of the shop, invading your every sense, and clogging your nose tightly.
"what..?" you gasp, but all at once, it surges over to you, enveloping you in its tepid humidity, your mouth gulping in thick heaves of it, pouring into your throat, mouth, eyes, and nose with tendrils extending out of you, like a possession of your very body.
and then.. all is silent as darkness settles upon you, save for the fading echoes of the evil witch's deep, resounding laugh booming throughout the night.
when you open your eyes again, peeking out through your fingers carefully, you don’t feel different, with the exception of a vague, lingering sense of fear.
you were still plain ol' regular you, the you that stayed in working all day and turned down invitations to go out, opting to sew hats instead.
but something was.. off.
what had happened last night to make you so dazed, and memories so jumbled up?
and then, as quickly as it had been evading you, it all comes rushing back─ the man who had floated you into the air as if in a dream, the witch appearing, the sound of her cackle as she cursed you..
when you think back on the specifics of the spell she had cast however, you feel yourself pale, hands falling to your sides limply.
you were supposed to make the mysteriously magical guy that you had met yesterday fall in love with you? when you didn’t even know his name, or who he was?
that was practically impossible.
taking a deep breath, you desperately begin to wrack your brain for ideas as you try not to panic or think about the cruel ways the witch would kill you if you didn’t end up being capable of it.
one way you knew however that would be worth a shot to undo the curse, would be to find a well-practiced witch or wizard, and have them lift the curse from you, saving you a lot of time having to look for the elusive man and making him love you.
but.. there was no guarantee it would work.
you sigh heavily, trying to calm yourself down. that would mean leaving your town behind to move toward the wastelands where the witches resided, and in turn, leaving your faithful little shop, the only place you’d ever known to travel in the hopes for a remedy.
and so, it was with great strength that you straightened yourself up, huffing determinedly, and placing your hat firmly upon your head before heading out, intent on finding a way to break the curse before it was too late..
to the far west of the town, where weeds ran wild and the flowers never bloomed, muddy trails streaked across the land in brown stripes, was where you found it.
a creaking thing, four-legged and made of rotting wood with rusty pipes haphazardly sticking out of it, emitting black curling smoke to twine through the air, its agape, timber mouth and chipping, corroded eyes bringing a shiver to your spine.
gojo’s castle.
you had heard of it many times from your sisters, stories varying from grossly evil reenactments of how he devoured the hearts of beautiful women in search of his own, to tales of his haunting beauty, with glowing, cerulean eyes that were the last thing you'd ever see of the world, never being able to tell a soul.
and then it occurs to you.
of course! gojo was the most powerful wizard of them all, wielding magic that left no trace, going along with his cold reputation and secretive identity.
he could easily remedy the curse placed upon you with a snap! of his deadly fingers, but with the consequence that you still might not leave alive.
you look back up at the faltering, tarnished castle beginning to build up speed as it strode along.
it was now or never.
and so, with a running start and a leap of faith, you manage to clamber aboard the quickly taking-off oxidized clunker, clutching on to the door handle tightly before the wind practically shoves you inside, falling to the floor in a heap with a little, “oof!”
and when you look back up, rubbing your head with a wince, the enormity of the castle stretches before you, all glittering details that suggest riches, and antique, aged wooden furniture, cobwebs crowding near the top of the roof from the impossible vastness of it all.
slowly, you make it to your feet again, looking down all of the many stretching hallways for a sign of life, your steps clicking on the tiled floor ominously.
“hello? anyone here?” you call out, but to no avail.
eventually, your steps lead you to a small, tucked away room, filled with heaps of glinting trinkets and worn carpet that suggested someone had been here many times before.
there are bookshelves with dusty paperbacks piled atop them and shiny frames, but your interest was in the hefty bed shoved in the center, dipping under the weight of quilted blankets thrown lazily across it, and antique floral pillows that looked alike to a grandmother’s.
from the hours of walking that it had taken you to get here, your feet ached and your eyelids were already starting to droop from exhaustion.
all you needed was a nice sleep, and after evaluating your choices, your fatigue eventually wins as with a soft sigh, you shed your slightly muddied clothes into a pool on the floor, and trudge to the edge of the bed, lifting the heavy covers to slide in, your breathing slowing as you drift off, blissfully unaware of the warmth radiating from someone next to you.
darkness covers the room, so you don’t notice when you turn over on your side and press your soft tits against a moving, breathing body next to you, slinging your leg across him and drifting back off.
but he does, stirring awake with a sleepy murmur and tired, blue eyes blinking open only to freeze on your face, his cock hardening painfully in his pants instantly.
it couldn’t be..
you yawn sleepily, shifting closer only for your hand to drape itself directly across his lap,
fuck.
his eyes squeeze shut, breathing coming in soft, short pants as he tries to control himself.
this was so wrong, you were sleeping, completely unaware of..
your eyes flutter, and you groan as your hand curls around something hot, heavy, and pulsing, twitching beneath your touch frantically.
immediately, his face flushes a tinge pinker, eyes growing half-lidded and his breaths coming faster. wake up, wake up, wake up.
and then with a small yawn, your eyes blearily open to blink drowsily at your surroundings, startling only when they land on the pleading, blue eyed man next to you, hips unintentionally pushing up into your hand for more.
you scramble backward as your eyes land on where you’re tightly gripping him, gasping with surprise and already stumbling over an apology.
“i-i’m so sorry, i swear i didn’t know there was someone in here or i would’ve..”
but before you can stutter out another word, his mouth is on yours, and he’s kissing you hard, lips crashing onto yours a little uncertainly, as if he was lacking the experience, only making up for it in eagerness as he quickly finds the softness of your hip, pulling you closer and tugging your leg over him so the heat of your core is against him.
and then, as suddenly as he had been on you, he pulls back, face still shadowed and lined with the darkness of night as you gasp for breath from the intensity of it all.
you lean closer to him, causing your plushy tits to press up against his arm as your eyes struggle to adjust to the dark, only being able to see a faint outline of the man before you.
“i’m trying to control myself, but you’re making it a bit hard, sweetheart.” his voice is deep, slightly hoarse, and familiar all at once though you can’t quite place where you know him from.
you feel warmth pooling between your legs and lean forward, your hair tickling his face as you prop yourself up atop him.
“are you gojo? the wizard who eats the hearts of pretty girls?” you breathe out, rubbing your thighs together subtly.
he swallows thickly, lips parting slightly as his hand slowly makes its way to squeeze the soft, supple skin of your thighs as if grounding himself, his body feverish beneath yours as you feel his raging bulge poking into you with every small movement you make.
"s-something like that, although right now i'm thinking of eating something else.." his large hands skim slightly over your inner thighs, grazing the hot, gushing flood of wetness that had already begun to seep from your panties generously, one long thick finger curling slightly to press on your throbbing lil' clit like a button, your pink lips parting in a gasp as your eyes roll back immediately.
“y-you..” but your words immediately die in your throat as the bed dips and creaks as he rolls you over so he’s on top of you before pressing soft kisses all the way down your body, breathing out a soft, “s’this okay?” to which you quickly nod, already breathless for more.
and then he’s tugging your panties down in one swift motion, and exhaling sharply at the sight of your dripping cunt all laid bare before him, the feeling of the cool air grazing you making you squirm slightly.
two warm, large palms spanning across your waist hold you down as he nuzzles his head between your thighs, placing a chaste kiss to your pussy before pulling back, strings of arousal already attached to his lips.
“mmh.. so sweet.” he quickly buries himself between your legs, busying his mouth with lapping at you like a man starved, his tongue dipping into your honeyed cunt for more as the tip of his pert, button nose nudges against your clit.
“g-gojo!” you gasp out, your head falling back onto the pillows and back arching up helplessly as he uses hot, calculated sweeps of his tongue to stroke against you perfectly, slippery drool stringing sloppily between your legs.
“please..” he grunts, sucking your sensitive, twitchy bundle of nerves into his mouth before releasing with a sticky pop! “call me satoru.”
“satoru.. fuck!” you moan softly, body desperately curving up as you grind against his face for more friction which he lets out a pleased groan at, hands coming to your hips to rock you back and forth, suffocating himself in your warmth.
he quickly throws your legs over his broad shoulders, his head shaking side to side as he sticks out his tongue, gathering all of your honeyed slick with eagerness while you can only writhe and cling onto the snowy locks of his tousled hair tightly, tossing your head back with every loud moan he draws out of you.
it's only when you glance down that you notice the way his hips are desperately rutting against the creaking mattress, humping his throbbing, raging boner into the cushy bed for some form of relief as he eats you out vigorously, parting your sappy folds with his lengthy, dextrous tongue.
“castle gets lonely..” he mumbles into your pussy, the vibrations rocketing up your spine and causing a whine to get stuck in your throat as your stomach knots achingly tighter, the tang of your release on your tongue. “so m’so glad you decided to stop by..”
your eyes glassily cross, barely able to think or hear what he’s saying above the roar of blood crashing in your ears and your heavy breathing, hips twitching up into his mouth and thighs trembling as your stomach aches with the intensity of it all.
and then his whole mouth is covering your core, hot strings of spit mingling with your own sultry mess to streak down your thighs obscenely, and the stimulation turns out to be too much, as all at once your vision turns spotty and you're cumming hard, saturated shimmery squirt just gushing out of you as your body turns into a trembling, whining mess beneath him, sensitivity making your thighs clamp hard around his head.
and as he laps up every drop of your candied cunt, lips glossy and splotches of your sticky wetness pooling across his face, you can only shudder as he continues to suck and slurp at you, until you're desperately pushing him away, the tingling of overstimulation starting to settle over you in pulsing waves.
he sits back, out of breath and you see the slippery sheen of your essence dripping off his glistening chin in droplets, as he eyes you hungrily, like he hasn't had enough until he devours you whole.
he slowly makes his way back up to your face, your back hitting the plush mattress with a thump! as he pins you down, head lazing in a downward angle to draw your attention to the achingly painful, twitching bulge in his pants, sexy half-lidded blue eyes opening just wide enough for you to lock eye-contact.
blue? why did that remind you of someone..
but all of your thoughts are lost the second he's sliiiding his pants down and revealing the neatly trimmed, tufted white happy trail leading all the way to a massive, blushing pink cock, veiny and girthy with milky precum frosting out his tip so prettily.
his lip catches between his teeth as he wraps around himself with one hand, and begins to pull upward in rough-paced tugs, as his head lolls back, more stringy precum coming to gloss over his thickened mushroom head.
"you just gonna watch, or are ya gonna help me out here, doll?" he huskily drawls out, shuddering as you immediately spring to action, coming to straddle his lap in one fluid movement, desperately aligning yourself flush with his heavy cock and sinking down just on the chubbed, rounded tip with a grimace at how enormously big he was.
he makes a gruff noise, leaning back as he helps you to slowly work your way down onto his length, taking every thumping! veiny inch of him to meld into your hot, clenching walls, jaw falling slack at the pure effort it is just to fit him halfway.
"oh g-god, sweetheart.." he chokes out and you feel him pulsating and twitching faintly inside you as if he's fighting back the urge to cum right then and there, his hair flopping into his eyes as he rocks forward slightly.
and then, one thick finger is finding itself on your clit, gliding across the wetness just pouring out of you in sultry sheens as he guides you to take him, and almost instantly, your cunt greedily swallows him to the hilt, a faint bulge outlining his cock stretching all the way up past your belly button generously.
"good.. hah.. girl, taking me so well." he breathes out, and then his jittery lap is already bouncing you slowly, unable to wait another second as you feel his hefty length tracing sweltering hot strokes deep inside you, rolling his hips upward as he pants feverishly, a hand draping its way around your waist and pulling you closer.
drool pours down the side of your mouth helplessly as he moves you up and down on him, your pussy so stuffed and overspilling, it's almost obscene, though he seems to like it, cooing soft praises to you in encouragement.
"i betcha like this, yeah?" quickly grabbing ahold of your hips to get a better angle, he begins hitting into the cushy, soft spot of yours that always makes your legs weaken, smearing gooey precum from his bludgeony tip into you roughly, while the squelching between your legs grows louder, and more lewd with every thrust, the plap plap plap! of your sticky thighs ricocheting off his echoing throughout the vast castle.
he jolts his swollen head allll the way into your cervix, jackhammering with an urgency that leaves your mouth agape and tongue lolling as you feel your abdominals tighten, a familiar tautness creeping its way into your mind.
your pussy flutters around his length as his thrusts grow sloppy, and uncalculated, soft hair tickling you as he leans closer, his musky cinnamon-y scent infiltrating your every sense. "m' s'close my girl, i n-never.. hah.. thought this day would come." he shudders under your touch as you pause, bringing his face closer to truly examine it for the first time that night.
"wait- satoru?" and then, all the pieces come clicking together.
the magical man who had flown and twirled you around in the air was nothing other than the satoru gojo, owner of the infamous moving castle and the most powerful wizard of all time.
and it's then that he cums, spurting heaps n' heaps of creamy bucketloads of ribbony white. so much of it is pouring out, in fact, you swear your tummy swells up with it all, beginning to drip down your thighs in messy rivulets as gojo groans, unable to stop emptying himself heftily inside you.
your release follows just seconds later, as you soak his abdominals in your honeyed essence, slippery sheens coating him generously as he moans softly, still huffing from the effects of his own climax.
as you both come to, stars still blinking hazily behind your vision, you turn to him urgently. "g-gojo, the real reason i came here was 'cause.."
but he quickly shushes you, placing a finger on your pouty lips with a smirk curving up his features. "shh, baby i know, i know. you got a curse on ya, hm?"
you pause, taken aback. "how did you-"
he shakes his head. "in all truth, i was the one who sent her. i wanted to see you." he shifts himself to lean over you, bending your knees up to poke into your soft tits, grinning lazily down at you as he folds you into a mean, mating press. "and sweetheart, even if that love curse was real.. let's just say i already broke it, heh."
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i am so excited for Alecto for various reasons but a big one is seeing more of fuckass Paul. we see so little of them during Nona but the crumbs we do get about them as a person indicate a truly unhinged individual. by god we have just breached the surface in Paul Weirdness. I swear theyre going to pull ianthe levels of WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE AND HOW antics. They’re going to be doing some WEIRD SHIT either in the background or forefront of that whole book and im going to eat up every second of it. Theres so many speculations about why they chose the name Paul. I put to you all that they are just Like That. they either thought it would be funny or genuinely vibe with the name Paul. Anyway what im getting at is Paul is a mad genius with an insatiable lust for knowledge and a terrifyingly clinical approach to every problem and we should all be afraid of the loose cannon this combination creates
ntn spoilers under the cut
completely disregarding that this is the bitch whose creators both self immolated on entirely separate occasions and both for different reasons. oh yeah theyre going to be a problem.
silly Paul receipts to prove what we’re in for
Yeah.

Saint “staring too long at fucked up dead body” Paul

“Massive trauma. Interesting..”

“Ecstatic seizure. Anyway-“

hallelujah mustache rides should be free

ianthes nasty flesh magic: exists
Paul: what that adipose fat and mucus membrane do

Pyrrha: to show you the power of herald bullets, i shot this lyctors ass!
Paul: THATS A LOT OF DAMAGE!

#the locked tomb#wait what the fuck even is the tag we use for Paul#theres so many Pauls in the word and this one doesn’t even have a last name#theyre just Paul
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Retail steph with damian and Jon? :) i love retail steph so much
(featuring Billy Batson because he only adds chaos and I love him)
Previous: Margie | Batkids | Rogues | Justice League | Retail batkids | Retail Bruce | Young Justice | Black Friday | Valentine's Day
[grocery store]
Steph, working the bakery section: How can I help you boys today?
Jon: We're getting a cake for our friend's birthday. Chocolate with buttercream frosting, please.
Steph: Do you want it to say anything?
Jon: Yes. "Happy 14th B-day, Billy!"
Steph: What color?
Damian: Red.
Steph: *starts writing on the cake*
Damian: Please also add: "Despite your shortcomings and lack of maturity, you are a valuable part of our team and as you get older, I expect you to gain greater wisdom that will aid us in our goals and prospects."
Steph: *struggling to fit it on the cake*
———————
[coffee shop]
Damian: Can we try the five-drink espresso flight?
Steph: You sure?
Billy, eyeing an unsuspecting Jon: Yes.
Steph: Alrighty.
*moments later*
Jon, after his fifth espresso: I'M KING OF THE UNIVERSE!
Jon: *shoots through the ceiling*
Damian: *grumbles and hands Billy ten bucks*
Steph, sighing: I'll get the broom.
———————
[clothing store]
Jon: *dancing in the dressing room with light-up shoes*
Damian: *T-posing in a trenchcoat*
Billy: *filming them*
Steph: What are you doing?
Billy: Making a TikTok.
Steph: Well, you can't have cameras in the dressing rooms. I'm gonna have to ask you to stop.
———————
[drive-thru]
Damian: One vegetarian Batburger, one regular Batburger, and one order of Night-Wings. And an extra-extra-extra large Ivy Salad.
Steph: Did you take the Batmobile again?
Damian: No.
Steph: Why don't you pull up to the window and prove it?
Damian, Jon, and Billy: *ride up on Bat-Cow*
———————
[furniture store]
Jon: What's a warranty?
Damian: It's a court order to arrest someone.
Steph: That's a warrant. A warranty covers the cost of something if it gets damaged within a certain amount of time. In our case, the store has a one-year warranty on all items. What are you looking to buy?
Billy: *enters pushing a Pinball machine*
Damian: ...It's for school.
———————
[restaurant]
Steph: What can I get you?
Damian: We'll split a pizza.
Steph: Okay, anything else?
Billy, as Shazam: An alcohol.
Steph: "An alcohol?"
Billy: Yes, your finest alcohol. Sharing size, please.
Steph: I'll need to see some ID.
Billy, nervous: What's there to see? I'm clearly an adult.
Steph: I need them for everyone at the table.
Damian: *pulls out Jason's crime lord license*
Jon: *sticks on a fake mustache*
———————
[call center]
Steph, stifling a yawn: Wayne Enterprises account support, how can I help you?
Damian: Why are you still working? It's midnight.
Steph: Overnight shift. This is a 24-hour line. What do you need, Damian?
Damian: Nothing. We just wanted to annoy you.
Steph: We?
Jon: Hiya!
Billy: 'Sup.
———————
[sleepover at the Manor]
Steph: Alfred told me to bring you some snacks.
Damian: Excellent.
Steph: *leaves the room*
Steph, internally: What do kids these days even do at sleepovers?
Steph: *presses her ear to the door*
Damian: Truth or Dare?
Jon: Truth.
Damian: Which one of my siblings do you like best?
Jon: Steph, all the way.
Billy: I agree, she's the coolest. Remember when she drove us to get midnight breakfast on my birthday?
Jon: And when she promised not to tell my parents when I broke the café ceiling.
Billy: Or when she took us for a walk and actually explained why we couldn't make TikToks in the store instead of going "because I said so" like other adults.
Jon: Plus, she gave all the leftover salad to Bat-Cow and helped us set up the Pinball machine downstairs.
Billy: Ooh, and she's really good at making mocktails.
Jon: Also, she extended our free trial of the Daily Planet for our social studies project.
Damian: Hm... point taken.
Billy: And she's hot.
Damian: Say that again and I will smite you with your own powers.
Steph: *smiles softly*
#stephanie brown#spoiler#damian wayne#robin#jon kent#superboy#billy batson#shazam#super sons#batfamily#batfam#batboys#batbros#batgirls#batkids#batsiblings#batman family#batman#superman#incorrect batfamily quotes#incorrect quotes#incorrect dc quotes#dc comics#headcanon#batposting#shitpost#tw alcohol mention#tw food mention
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Figure you out

"I could treat you so much better, I've known you forever, figured you out"
pairing: Seungmin x Fem!Reader x Felix
genre: song fic, smut, romance, and a bit of angst
wc: 19k
summary: sometimes the love of your life's right by your side; inspired by voilà - figure you out
warnings: smut so MDNI!, not a fan of warnings but this one's a little different from my previously ones, so I'll highlight some bits = little food play; fear of heights; toxic relationship; mentions of cheating; M x F x M; light restraining; slightly violence
jé's note: I wanted to read a fic about this song, so I wrote it; if you read this, please be kind, I tried some new stuff here and I hope you enjoy it! and ozzy, thank you for letting me borrow rockstar! jinnie for the festival 🎸
my other fics ♡
“Seungmin, Seungmin, wait!”
Seungmin heard a faint shout calling for him and he slowed down a little, looking over his shoulder to see you stopping 10 steps behind him, hands resting on your knees and panting, as if you've been running for so long.
“Look, a stray puppy!” Seungmin said playfully when he stopped his bike.
“Go away puppy, my mom told me we can't have any more dogs!” He teased you, waving you off and pretending he was going to leave.
“Seungmin!” Your clenched fists hit on both of your sides and he chuckled.
“Where's your bike?”
“At my parents, there was some issues with the brake, so my dad will fix it to me”
“Well…” Seungmin raised his wrist and checked in his clock “If I remember correctly, your shift's about to start, so I guess you should be running instead of chit-chatting with me”
“Or maybe you could be a gentleman and offer me a ride” You held your hands behind your back, nodding your head and swinging your body.
He stared down at you, pretending to think for a moment, then shook his head in a negative way.
“Oh c’mon, I promise to add an extra pump of cream in your coffee” You pointed up, and he shook his head “Two pumps?” One more finger up, one more denial.
“Please, Minnie. I'll give you a whole week of free coffee, please, please?” You held your hands together in a plea.
Seungmin smirked, holding his hand out for you. He helped you sit in front of him on his bike's handlebars.
“You had me at the begging” He leaned forward, his breath in your neck giving you goosebumps when he said it teasingly.
Your little shiver didn't go unnoticed by him, but he chose not to tease you further.
“But I still want those coffees” He added.
“And here I was, thinking chivalry was not dead” You feigned disappointment.
He pedaled the well known path to Sissi’s, the charming café that he visited almost every morning before class since he became a business administration student in Seoul University. But Seungmin's story with you dated way back more than those 3 years, it started in your childhood, when your dad got a new job and you moved to the same neighborhood as him.
You and Seungmin clicked instantly, time flew as you enjoyed play dates at each other houses, went to cheer for him on his baseball games and he attended all your ballet presentations, as he bought you ice cream to celebrate your first A in your math test, as you shared that awkward first kiss in his house - a moment both chose to pretend never happened, but neither could sleep that night -, when you were saying goodbye. Yeah, you were leaving, your dad got transferred again, but luckily, you'd come back, not as soon as Seungmin wished for, but he was happy when you surprised him with a visit during winter break, and even more happy when you told him you were going to be back for good.
“Here's your coffee, thank you again” You were behind the counter, handing him the cup with the warm beverage with a smile.
“No problem, puppy” He took a sip of his coffee and a cream mustache appeared when he put his cup down.
You giggled and leaned forward, hand reaching out, he instinctively leaned back.
“Messy puppy, stand still” Your hand touched his cheek gently and your thumb brushed the cream away.
You looked so nonchalantly while doing it, while Seungmin's heart raced when he felt the pad brush so lightly against his upper lip.
He grabbed his backpack and hopped off the bend he was sitting “I should be going, I'll be late for class”
“Minnie, wait!” You rushed from behind the counter, reaching for him at the door, you handed him a paper bag, the material was warm under his fingers.
“It's carrot cake with chocolate, be careful, just got out of the oven” He smiled and thanked you before turning into his heels. You stood there, watching him go, waving him bye as he turned the corner.
Sam-dal giggled, stopping behind you “So, are you official now?”
“Seungmin and I are just friends” You turned around, heading back to behind the counter with Sam-dal behind you.
“It doesn't seem like it to me” The older one nudged your arm playfully.
“Dal, don’t be delulu. He doesn't see me like this” You both started arranging the pieces of the cake on a plate.
“If he didn’t, why would he kiss you?” She teased and you cringed, remembering that embarrassing night.
“We were 15, we were curious, I’m sure it meant nothing to him” Sam-dal looked at you with a smile and you continued before she could add any cheeky comment “Wanna know what he said to me, then?”
Sam-dal nodded, leaning closer and you repeated Seungmin's words “Close your eyes, that’s creepy”
The brunette laugh was so loud, some customers looked at you two and she apologised.
“I mean… he was right, that’s really creepy” She chuckled, now starting to organize the utensils you use to make the beverages “...but what about that date you’re going with him next month?”
“The baseball game? It's not a date, his other friends will be there too” You picked the napkins and started folding and piling them up.
“You’re invited too, if you’d like to come”
“Thanks, but I’m not really into baseball” She smiled at a customer who walked to the counter, taking his order and handing him a mini apple pie.
“Speaking of dates… I was wondering if you could cover me tomorrow?” Sam-dal turned and looked at you with big puppy eyes when the customer headed to find a table.
Your eyes sparkled with curiosity and Sam-dal blushed slightly, telling you all about the surprise she was planning for her boyfriend, for their first year together. That was so sweet, so you obviously agreed.
— ♡ —
There was a warning about the storm on TV, but even still, you couldn’t help but jolt, startled every time you heard a thunder. The delicious aroma of coffee and baked goodies lingered in the air, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere inside those creamy walls, such a contrast from the dark and coldness outside.
As you finished cleaning the last table, you gazed out of the window and sighed, the rain started falling heavily quickly, the street was glistening, very few people passed by, running protected by their umbrellas, one caught your attention, it was a boy.
Standing there on the opposite side, you watched as he struggled with his umbrella, he was losing the battle and you obviously couldn’t hear him, but from his demeanor, you could tell he was mad and frustrated. You left the cloth on the table and walked to the door.
“Hey, you. Come here!” You shouted, waving at him and beckoning for him to walk to you.
The blonde smiled and you stepped to the side, watching him run inside the café, leaving a trail of water behind him, he turned to you, smiling. He was so pretty, with his long blond hair and heart shaped lips, even all drenched it was still like staring at an angel.
“Thank you, I guess the wind was too strong for her” He showed you the broken umbrella in his hands, sighing.
You were surprised, first by his looks and then by his deep voice.
He realized it and chuckled lightly “I'm Felix, and you?”
“Y/n” You replied with a shy smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
“Y/n? Such a pretty name for a pretty girl” Felix said casually and you felt your cheeks burn slightly, you told him to wait and quickly disappeared behind the counter.
Felix stood there as he waited, watching you come back with some towels in hand. He thanked you as you handed them to him.
“You must be cold, so what about I make you some hot cocoa?” Your offer made his eyes spark and he accepted right away.
Later you were chatting, passing time laughing and drinking hot cocoa while you waited for the rain to stop. Watching Felix across the table, enjoying his hot beverage, definitely was a great distraction from the crazy storm outside.
“You work at MGV Technology?” Your eyes widened and you placed your mug down, making Felix chuckle, nodding. MGV was a super popular tech company in the country.
“Ohh, I've always wanted to work there. I've heard being an intern there's great” Your eyes sparked, ever since you started studying IT, you had a dream, and that dream was to be an intern at MGV.
“Yeah, it is” Felix was enjoying your enthusiasm.
“You’re so lucky for doing your internship there, how long until you become a junior?” Your phone buzzed and you looked down, missing Felix's surprise at your question.
Seungmin: are you still at Sissi’s? I'm going to pick you up
You: don’t need to worry, I've got a ride, talk to you later, I'm about to leave now ☺️
“Mhmm, not too long” Felix smiled sheepishly, he watched you stand up and go wash the mugs, yapping about your impressions of how good it must be to work at MGV, he knew he needed to change the chat direction, so he pointed at your phone.
“Was your boyfriend?”
You walked back to him and picked your phone, putting it in your backpocket and shaking your head “Oh no, I don’t have a boyfriend”
“I assume no plans for saturday night, either?” He leaned a little closer, smirking at you.
“Mhmm, it will be a pretty busy day, why?” You side glanced at him. It wouldn’t, but he didn’t need to know that your day would consist of rooting on your couch watching dramas all day.
“I know you'll be busy… but maybe you could add dinner with me to your agenda?” He leaned against the wall, watching you close the café.
You looked up, pretending to think before answering “Yeah, I think it can be arranged”
“So what about I come pick you up at 8?”
“Sounds great” You smiled, mirroring his action and leaning against the wall. Felix handed you his phone for you to add your number.
Minutes later the uber he requested arrived and the blonde opened the door for you, sliding beside you right after.
—♡—
You looked down, smoothing down your dress for the third time, the black piece suddenly looking too simple for such a place. Felix noticed your insecurity and leaned closer.
“You're looking beautiful” He whispered, his hand resting on your lower back as you walked to your table.
How much does an intern make? Was all you could think about.
He got you a table with a beautiful view of Han River, you were mesmerized as you took in the sight of it all. It was a very intimate restaurant, with a pianist playing slow music in the center of the salon, the lights were dim, the food was divine and when you looked at the man sitting across from you, wanted to pinch yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming.
It was a great night, talking about your lives and interests. Felix told you about his childhood in Australia and his move to Korea due to his dad's work, and if you weren’t too lightheaded from the wine, you'd realize his moving happened at the same year the company was created.
Your eyes sparkled as you saw the dessert options, ready to ask for the lava cake, when Felix raised his hand up, motioning for the waiter to come and ordering the panna cotta for you to share instead.
“You should have told me that we were going to that restaurant, I'd dress more properly” You complained, pouting and Felix chuckled.
“I bet you'd look beautiful even if you wear a sack of potatoes” Felix hands snaked around your waist.
“Bet you're saying that just to seduce me” You teased, your own hands making their way to rest on his shoulders.
“And is it working?” He whispered, and in that moment you couldn’t tell if you were dizzy from the alcohol or from the way he was looking at you.
Felix smiled as he watched you close your eyes, humming and nodding. He didn’t make you wait, pressing his soft lips against your own, pulling you flush against his body as his tongue licked the contour of your bottom lip before finally deepening the kiss.
You felt even more dizzy, intoxicated by the taste of wine and berries, wrapping your arms around his neck and holding him tight, you moaned against his lips.
Your little moan made him twitch inside his pants, but he held himself back, for now, painfully detaching from you and watching you close the gate before leaving.
After going to bed, your phone buzzed, you grabbed the device, smirking, thinking he was missing you already.
Seungmin: *sent you a video* silly puppy, you're missing out
Seungmin: hopefully this will make you feel better, don’t forget to take your vitamins, i don’t want you to spread your germs to me
You smiled at the screen, it was a video from a performance of 3RACHA, your and Seungmin's favorite group.
You: it did, thank you puppy 💕
Seungmin texted you earlier that he won tickets for their show, but you already had plans with the cute guy from the café, a topic you didn't want to share with Seungmin yet, so instead you lied you got a cold and couldn’t go out.
— ♡ —
“Seung, what's a tag out?” You casually asked while following him to your seats.
Seungmin turned to face you, raising an eyebrow “You're joking, right?”
You met his friends at the bleachers, watching the game of his favorite team and not being the biggest fan of the sport, the fun for you was in watching Seungmin's passionate reactions. He looked so cute celebrating, even more cute when a player missed a point.
“Just wait in here, I'll be right back” Seungmin tapped your shoulder and you nodded, watching him leave for the bathroom's area.
You were waiting in line to greet the players, the first ones would win a signed ball and a picture with them. You were absentmindedly looking around when something, better saying someone caught your attention in the VIP section.
Felix was laughing with two older men, too caught in the chat, it took him a moment to look away and see you, but you weren’t looking at him anymore, the line was walking faster and you were looking if Seungmin was coming back. He smiled and turned back to the men, chatting a little more before politely excusing himself and then disappearing.
You looked back and he wasn't there anymore. You sighed.
“Y/n?” Felix appeared behind you and your little jolt made him chuckle.
Felix was hugging you when Seungmin saw you two, he felt something twist inside him, not just because there was another man hugging you, but because he recognized that blonde head right away. He couldn’t help but find it weird how close you seemed to be with Felix, as he got closer to where you and the boy were standing.
“Seung, just in time!” You exclaimed excitedly beckoning for him to approach you “It's almost our turn!”
Felix kept his hand on your shoulder as you introduced them “Seung, this is…”
“Felix” Seungmin didn’t look much friendly as he stared at the boy standing in front of him.
“Hey Seungmin, what's up?” Felix on the other hand, was all smiles at him.
“You know each other already?” You were surprised, looking from one to another.
“Yeah, Seungmin's our best intern” Felix grinned at him and he rolled his eyes.
Then it clicked, Seungmin was an intern at DT9, a sub company from MGV, you remembered, but the word ‘our’ caught your attention. You turned to Felix, the question on the tip of your tongue, when you and the boys got called to greet the players.
While greeting them, the coach appeared, tapping Felix's back like he was meeting an old friend.
“This is Lee Felix, CEO of MGV” The coach playfully introduced him to a player.
“No, not CEO” He corrected the man, chuckling lightly.
“Just a matter of time son” Another man tapped his shoulder.
You noticed Seungmin's eyes roll when he came by your side, after getting his autograph.
“It's getting late, let’s go” He tugged at your sleeve, and you nodded.
“Hey, don't leave already, come dinner with us” Felix smiled at your group.
“Oh Minnie, dinner with the players, let’s go” Your eyes sparked, shaking his arm.
Seungmin didn’t say a word the whole ride to the restaurant, which was weird, because he would always be happily commenting on his favorite moments of the play. At the restaurant, it seemed like he was talking to everyone but you.
And while being distracted by Felix that would occasionally rub your back and give sweet kisses on your cheek, you didn't notice the side annoyed glances of Seungmin towards you two.
— ♡ —
“Darling, you should have told me you’d come for the game. I could get you and your friends VIP entrances then” Felix held you by your waist, standing behind you and pulling you to him after you locked the door.
“That's so awkward, I can't believe I thought you were an intern” You truly were embarrassed for being so clueless.
Felix chuckled, pushing your hair to the side, he leaned down and started brushing his lips on your neck, making you shiver.
“You are used to eating at 5 star Michelin restaurants, and I invited you to go eat street food, oh my God” You whined and he chuckled more, finding your embarrassment very endearing.
“Hey, that dakkochi was delicious” Felix hands slid down and under your shirt, his fingers traced your warm skin, his lips still brushing on your neck, husky whispering.
“You should have told me…” Your breath hitched when you murmured, feeling him give you small kitten licks now.
Felix turned you to face him and gave you a peck, murmuring against your lips “I'm sorry, darling”
“You made me look like a fool…” You pouted and he kissed you again, giving your pout a little nibble.
“You didn't look like a fool, darling, it was cute” His fingers traced circles on your waist “Means you liked me, for me, and not for my money”
“Of course it was for you” You sighed.
“And it's still me, darling. Nothing changed” He decided to shut down your worries, letting his hands slid down to your hips, gripping tighter and pulling you flush against him, earning a little moan from you.
One by one your clothes were being tossed around your bedroom's floor, Felix wasting no time to lay you down and pin you to the mattress, hovering over you. His eyes scammed over your figure one more time, before his lips attacked your neck again, his hands roaming up and down your sides, finding their way to your breasts, as if he was mapping you, learning the sensitive places he could coax more moans and shivers from you.
His lips trailed kisses down to your collarbone, his thumbs teasing your nipples before he leaned down, circling one with his tongue, before starting sucking, closing his eyes and humming against your soft flesh. Your fingers entangled on his hair, gently tugging at the golden strands, moaning and arching your body against his.
His hard on twitched under his boxers, rubbing slightly against your thigh, instinctively. He kept teasing your other breast with his hand, while the free one slid down, fingertips grazing over your stomach, making you squirm from the tickles until it reached the damp on your panties, pressing his index finger there, rubbing up and down, your hips bucking up seeking for more.
“Lix…” You whined, he sucked harder on your nipple one last time, before letting it go and going up to kiss you, fully palming you through the lace and hopping harder against your hand that had slid down and was feeling him up too. But that wasn't enough anymore. He reluctantly pulled back from you, to get rid of you both underwear and pick the condom.
You gripped him tight as he entered you, pushing in slowly, hissing, until he bottomed out. Felix kissed you, swallowing your moans as he started moving, slowly at first, angling his hips until he found that sweet spot that would make your sound higher.
He picked up the pace quickly, his hand slid down your thigh, lifting it up to let him reach deeper inside you. The room was filled with the sound of your moans and his groans in your ear, so delicious after you'd dig your nails on his back.
“Fuck, y/n!” He groaned, when your walls started fluttering around his cock, gripping him like a vice.
Felix angled his hips again, his hands on each side of your body, pressing more of his body against yours, giving it friction to your clit as he kept pounding hard against you.
“Oh fuck, I'm gonna… I’m gonna…” You cried out, Felix noticed your shaky legs and his hand reached for your clit, finger sliding so easily, rubbing circles against it.
“Cum for me, darling. Let it go” His hoarse voice breathless whispered in your ear, his fingers working fast and his teeth then sinking on your neck, making you scream and fall apart under him, your walls fluttering walls making Felix cum too, sloppIly thrusting inside you a few more times, before he collapsed on top of you.
— ♡ —
Seungmin was caught by surprise when he left his house that morning, not expecting you to be the person rolling down the window of the passenger's seat of the fancy car parked in front of his house.
You honked, chuckling at his surprise expression, watching him walk to you.
“Hey puppy, want to go for a ride?”
“I thought you couldn’t drive. Where's your bike?”
“Oh, it's fixed, but still at my parents house. Felix thought it would be better if I drive instead of biking, it's been raining a lot lately”
Seungmin scoffed. Felix, of course.
“Isn't he cute?” Your hand ran through the system display “I think I'll call it PuppyM”
“Don't” Seungmin scoffed again, but you didn't pay attention, admiring the details inside.
“Now… get in, we don’t want you to be late for uni” Your red nails patted the seat, there was a paper bag there too.
“No”
“Oh, come on!” You pouted.
Seungmin shook his head, he was opening his mouth to refuse again, when a thunder startled you both. You smirked at him and picked the little bag.
“Come on, puppy. Hurry up” You said cutely and Seungmin obliged after hearing another thunder, you clapped, happily and gently put the paper bag on his lap.
Seungmin's curious hands pulled each side of the paper, peeking inside and seeing the cinnamon roll delicately wrapped around a baking paper.
“Thanks…” He smiled slightly, picking the sweet and taking a bite. It was delicious, freshly baked.
You smiled, happy he enjoyed the treat. Then, you turned the radio up and pushed the pedal.
“Rock station?” Seungmin was surprised, he was expecting Britney and definitely not AC/DC.
“Yeah, a little change's nice sometimes. Don't you agree?”
Seungmin just hummed, chewing.
“...but we still can listen to Britney, if you'd like” You winked at him, teasingly.
“Oh God, no!” Seungmin’s reaction made you chuckle.
“Felix will take me to this music festival, he said I should learn some songs…” You said after some time. He just hummed again, at least it was better than Britney.
“You should come with us”
“No, thanks”
“Oh please. We aren’t teenagers anymore, it's not like you'll be third wheeling or anything”
“You can also invite your friends too, maybe a girl you've got a crush on?” You side glanced at him, Seungmin was shaking his head again.
“Please Minnie… I miss spending some time with you”
“I don’t think you'd be able to spend time with me, if you’re with him” Seungmin looked away, the rain still heavy outside.
Before Felix, you had only two boyfriends. It didn’t last long and both ended for the same reason: complainings that you didn't care about them, only Seungmin - you wouldn't say this was fully accurate, although yes, maybe you did care a little more about Seungmin, yes you may had prioritized being with him over being with them in some occasions, but that was just you being a good friend and nothing more.
He needed you and you were there for him, just like he’d always be there for you too.
This time through, to avoid being pushed off the same cliff, you decided to act differently, focusing more on the blonde, listening to him, learning about his likes, being what he liked.
You just didn't think you’d miss Seungmin so much.
“Text me when you're done? I'll come pick you up, let’s spend the day together, like before” You smiled at him and he didn’t even try to refuse it, nodding slightly and smiling before he left the car, running to not get drenched on his way inside the university.
Seungmin definitely was missing you too. And much more than he would like to admit.
— ♡ —
“Live together?” Seungmin's eyes widened, letting the spoon slide from his fingers and clank against the porcelain plate with the lava cake you were sharing.
“Yeah?” You chuckled, finding his almost cartoon expression adorable.
“Y/n, are you insane? You barely know him”
“Minnie, he has been my boyfriend for almost 6 months now. He isn't a stranger” You took a bite of your lava cake before continuing “Plus, it's just for a while, until they fix the roof problem in my place. All this rain getting in, soon enough I’ll be swimming to go through the rooms”
But Seungmin didn’t laugh at your silly comment, the word boyfriend annoying him. He knew Felix, that boy had a certain reputation, he learned after hearing whispers and cries through the halls.
It was all the same, fancy dates to places Seungmin couldn’t even pronounce, expensive gifts, a romantic getaway if you’re lucky enough… All straight out of a fairytale movie.
Until he would get bored and then go for his new plaything…
Two months, three maybe… but only if you’re lucky again.
But now? 6 months, and then he got you a car - he had never gone this far before with any of them -, and he wants to bring you to live with him?
Something wasn't right, he could sense it.
Starting with how you had been looking and acting differently lately, your jeans turned into skirts, sneakers into heels. Hell, even your hair was styled differently too, like you were a little doll being manipulated by Felix's hands.
He ate another bite, looking back at you, smiling as you savored the cake, with your eyes closed, your eyes sparked so bright when he suggested you split one, it was funny, like you weren't getting any at those fancy dinners with your snob boyfriend.
“But damn, a penthouse? Doesn't he know you're afraid of heights?” Seungmin teased you, throwing a napkin ball at you.
“It's not… that bad” You shrugged and he laughed.
“You fell on your butt and almost threw up after going on the kids elevator”
“There’s no way that thing was made for kids” You scoffed and Seungmin laughed even louder.
“Seriously… Stay with me” Seungmin suddenly put his hand on top of yours.
Such a small and simple gesture, so casual, nothing “new”. He had touched your hand so many times before.
So why did your heart randomly jump like that?
Seungmin gently squeezed your hand, another jump, but you didn't pull your hand back, letting his rest on top of yours.
“Oh Minnie, I appreciate it, but I can’t. I don’t want to bother you and the boys”
“It's okay, puppy. The boys will be fine, they won’t be bothered by you”
“And where am I supposed to sleep?”
“In my room” He shrugged.
“Oh, and you don’t think Chan or Jeongin will be bothered by sharing their room with you?”
“Ugh, who said am I going to their room? Chan has a girlfriend, that would be creepy and Jeongin snores, I’m staying in mine” He rolled his eyes, waving his hand at your absurd question.
“So we would sleep together?” You asked and Seungmin nodded.
“I don’t know why you seem so surprised, it's not like we never did it before” His words made your eyes widen.
“Yeah, but we were kids at slumber parties!”
“Bring those cute bunnies pajamas and we can pretend we are at one again” Seungmin smirked and you looked at him with surprise, remembering the pajamas you used to wear, your favorite, a cute baby blue pair with white bunnies all over.
You didn't think he would still remember it. Apparently he noticed something too, because his cheeks suddenly turned into a rosy shade.
“You remember it” You said softly, a little smile appearing on your lips.
“Of course I do, you wore it all the time like you were a cartoon character” He said nonchalantly.
“If I remember correctly, it wasn't me who wore a superman fantasy and made everyone call me Clark Kent for a whole month when I was a child” Your remark made Seungmin’s face become as red as a tomato and you chuckled.
“Alright, alright. You got me there” He shook his head, embarrassed by the memories you unlocked. He looked so cute, flustering like that.
“Anyway, I don’t think Felix would be okay with it” You pondered.
“Who said he gotta know?” Seungmin teased and then he saw you shake your head in disbelief.
“Oh, come on puppy, didn't he hide the fact that he's the son of MGV's CEO from you?” He continued “Who knows what else he could be hiding too”
“What do you mean?” You looked at him with concern.
Great, the seed of doubt was planted. Seungmin struggled to hold back his smirk, he leaned back against his seat. He knew it, if he told you the truth right away, chances were high you wouldn't believe him, plus, even Seungmin was confused by Felix’s feelings for you, so he needed more time.
“Relax, puppy. I'm just teasing you” He offered you a smile “Think about my offer and answer me later, okay?” His gaze drifted away to the games machine area.
“Now come on, let’s see if you’re still bad at Donkey Kong” Seungmin stood up, holding his hand out for you.
Much to Seungmin’s disappointment, your skills upgraded and you won the game, so he was forced to buy you cotton candy and take pictures with you in the photo booth.
“Stop frowning, it will look like you weren’t happy to be here with me” You chuckled putting a dog’s ears tiara on Seungmin, he tried to dodge you, but it was useless and then you were matching. “Cute puppy!”
Seungmin groaned and you giggled “A puppy indeed” You teased him and he rolled his eyes, trying to act nonchalant, but turned with you to face the camera and laughed when you poked his side, just in time for the picture to be snapped.
“This is silly” He scoffed, looking at you two on the screen, there was different colorful lights creating geometric patterns around you.
“No it’s not, it’s cute” You clicked a few buttons and suddenly the lights turned into pink hearts, the lights inside the booth got dim and you chewed your lower lip, murmuring a little opss, trying to fix it.
“Wrong button, sorry” Being distracted by the buttons, you didn’t notice the picture that got clicked of Seungmin staring at you. Hearts could be noticed and wasn’t just from the effects.
“Here, that’s better” You finally got the right effect on, there were blue stars floating around now. You smiled sheepishly and he nodded.
Neither of you wanted that day to end, so you stayed there until it was time to close. Luckily Felix was away on one of his work trips, which meant your phone didn’t buzz once the whole time.
After you drove him back home, you rolled the windows down, shouting for him when he was almost reaching the door.
“Minnie, thanks for today!”
“Anytime!” He replied with a smile, waving at you.
— ♡ —
Your grip on Felix's arm got tighter as you watched the buttons lightning up one by one, indicating you were going up. You tugged on the collar of your top and Felix looked at you, smirking, he noticed you were bothered, but opted to not say anything, leaning down and pressing a little kiss on the top of your head instead.
He took your hand on his and guided you into his apartment, which was located in the penthouse of the building.
Curious eyes scanned everywhere, beautiful paintings of nature hanging on the white walls, some pretty vases, marble everywhere. Your eyes sparked when you saw the TV - so big it felt like you were in a cinema -, then your gaze went to the huge dark blue couch in the middle of the living room and behind it the glass windows from ceiling to floor that took your breath away…
Quite literally…
“So, what do you think?” Felix’s voice behind you made you jolt in startled, you nodded slightly in approval.
“It's… really pretty” You murmured, still gazing outside. Felix hummed and stood by your side, throwing an arm over your shoulder, he smiled.
“C'mon, I wanna show you the view” He guided you to the balcony door. Your feet dragged on the marble floor following him closely.
“Darling, you're shivering” Felix squeezed your arm gently and you leaned more against him. He noticed you were avoiding looking at the railing, fully made of glass, it had the perfect view of the hills and the dark green trees so full and beautiful under the night sky.
“Oh darling, you're afraid” He gently pushed you to sit on the lounge chair and sat by your side. It wasn't a question, but you nodded anyway, feeling embarrassed and Felix caressed your cheek with his fingertips, smiling at you.
“Shh, that’s okay” He kept caressing your face, until he felt you relax a bit and lean on your back. His hand slid down your jaw, feather-like fingers tracing your neck and your collarbone until it reached your cleavage, letting his palm rest there, feeling your heartbeat.
Felix's lips turned up when he felt how fast it was beating, he couldn’t tell if it was because of the height or the little squeeze he gave on your boob, he gave another squeeze, a little harder and smirked, seeing the way you looked at him, he concluded that maybe it was a little bit of both.
“I've got something for you from my trip, can you stay here while I go get it?” He asked softly, still squeezing and caressing, you nodded.
“Good. I'll be right back” He leaned in and gave you a quick peck before standing up and walking back inside. Still sitting, you looked up, shivering as you admired the stars in the sky.
You felt relief when he came back, holding a creamy box in his hands, your heart skipped a beat when you saw the LV's imprinted on the red silk on top. Felix placed the box on your hands and smiled watching you excitedly unwrap.
“Lixie… it's so pretty” You raised the silk scarf, admiring the delicate red fabric on your hands.
“I'm glad you liked it” He smiled.
“Liked? I love it” You kept touching it, relishing the softness sliding in your palms, you couldn’t help but hold it against your face, smiling and nuzzling on it like a cat. Felix’s eyes sparked as he watched, an idea crossing his mind.
He leaned forward, kissing you, he could tell you were still tense. He pulled back just slightly, his lips brushing against yours as he whispered.
“Darling, can I try something?” He picked the scarf from your hand.
“What?” You still had your eyes closed when you asked, whispering back. A shiver ran down your body and this time it wasn't from your fear of height.
He gave you another kiss, before whispering again.
“Do you trust me?” You looked at him, staring into his gorgeous chocolate eyes for a moment before nodding, he smirked and you shivered again.
“Good” Felix started folding the scarf in his hands “If you change your mind, just tell me and we stop right away, okay?”
You nodded and he smiled, motioning a circle with his finger.
“Turn around” His voice was low and you obliged right away. Felix smirked and moved closer to you.
“Close your eyes” His breath sent shivers through your body, when he whispered in your ear.
He gave a kiss on that spot under your ear before pulling away from you, and then you felt the scarf being put in front of your eyes, Felix gently tying it behind your hair.
“Is it too tight?” He whispered in your ear again and you shook your head, shivering once more.
“Good” Another kiss, this time a little lower.
The quote out of sight, out of mind wasn't completely accurate, you realized, still feeling very aware of where you were, the night breeze felt more intense, giving you goosebumps and when Felix got up and walked away without any warning, you felt compelled to pull the scarf off.
But surprisingly, you didn't. There was something… alluring about it, fear and excitement entangling together, time passing differently for you, intently trying to hear anything that would give away what he was up to.
“No peeking!” You heard his soft footsteps first, and then his chuckle, when your hands were just about to push the fabric up. They fell on your lap right away.
“Good girl” Felix smirked, and the comment made you clench.
You felt the subtle shift when he sat down beside you, his breathing against your skin and then his soft plump lips against yours. The kiss started slowly, licking on your bottom lip before sucking on it, you hummed, giving space for his tongue to dive in and tangle on yours.
His lips tasted sweet like strawberry, and when he pulled away, bringing something cold and soft to rub slightly against your lips, you noticed that's what he was up to when he was gone.
“Open your mouth, darling” He whispered, the juice of the fruit smearing over your now parted lips. Felix felt his cock twitch when he pushed the red fruit in your mouth, watching intently as you hummed, chewing.
He kissed you again, this time licking down to your chin, where some strawberry juice slid. His tongue trailed down to your neck and he fed you another one and while he sucked on a mark on your sensitive skin, his hand roamed down, fingertips tracing your collarbones and down to your breasts, teasing your nipple through the fabric of your top.
You moaned quietly, leaning against his hand and he smirked against the lilac shape appearing where he sucked, latching his lips a little under, tongue working on another hickey and hand squeezing your breast, followed by his other hand, who grabbed the other. Felix’s hands slid until they reach the hem of your top, slowly pulling the fabric up until it was off and tossed on the floor, he licked his lips, picking another strawberry and biting half of it, using the other to caress you, starting by your lips, he twitched again, his cock starting to feel uncomfortably restrained inside his pants, his eyes trained on the thin trail of juice the fruit was leaving on your skin.
“Lixie…” You sighed, hand reaching out and finding his hair, your fingers entangled into the strands, slightly tugging as he licked his way down the glistening trail until his lips wrapped around your nipple, sucking and biting, coaxing more moans from you. Your thighs squeezed against together, he noticed, placing his hand on one and squeezing the flesh.
He rubbed the strawberry on your other nipple, and when he left the one he was sucking with a pop, you thought he would suck on that, but instead he blew on the sensitive bud he had his mouth just now and resumed lapping on it. Your little moans and shivers were music to him, he finally moved to the other one, he was taking his time, sucking and licking, letting his hand roam over your thigh, reaching the lace of your panties, he let his fingers slide inside, touching you briefly and making your back arch, your shivers weren’t because of your fear of heights anymore.
“Lixie!” You whined when he withdrew his hand and he chuckled.
He sat up straight, eyes trained in your figure, taking in every detail. He got rid of his own shirt and it landed beside yours on the floor, hovering over you, his hands on your shoulders pushing you.
“Lay down for me” His voice sounded deeper, and you sighed when your back hit the chair, he kissed you again, hands going to your skirt.
“You look so pretty like this” He murmured against your skin, the skirt was gone, pink lace damped and full on display for his hungry eyes.
He reached out, grabbing another strawberry, and with his other hand, he pulled the lace to the side, the glistening of your arousal made him smirk.
You gasped, Felix was dragging the fruit on your folds, pressing it in between gently, coating the fruit, your hands went to the scarf, ready to pull it off, but he noticed it, of course he did.
“Don't!” He groaned and you whined.
“Y/n” His tone was firm and you obeyed, letting your hands fall to your sides.
“Good girl, now just feel it as I take care of you” He smirked, blowing air against your wet pussy, making you squirm.
He bit down the coated strawberry, humming as he savored, you waited to feel his lips down on you, but he went back up.
“Open your mouth” He fed you the other bite and while you chewed, he stood up and got rid of his clothes, he looked down at his hard cock slapping against his lower abs, the pink tip glistening with precum.
“Again” He said, approaching you and entangling his fingers on your hair “Tongue out”
You shivered in expectation, and he tapped the tip against your tongue, you moaned, starting to lick it before wrapping your lips around it. Felix's grip on your hair got tighter and he pulled your head, making you take more of him.
He moaned, you looked so pretty, so delicate and submissive to him, it was very endearing, he thought, pushing more inside the warmth of your mouth, until your nose was almost touching his hip bone.
“Damn, you look so pretty like this…” He said under his breath, using all his self control to not pick up speed and face fuck you right there, his moves were slow, but still enough to make you gag when his tip would hit the back of your throat.
You whined when he withdrew his cock and Felix chuckled “Very greedy, uh” He leaned down, giving you a kiss, before whispering “I'll give you more later, now it's my turn”
Felix lowered down on his knees and spread your legs with his hands on your thighs, exposing your glistening, he licked his lips before diving right in, wasting no time, he started lapping on your pussy, his fingers parting your folds and lips latching on your clit, sucking hard on the bundle of nerves, making you squirm and try to close your thighs that he quickly held down, keeping you open.
“Lixie…” Your little whimpers were like music to him, and Felix knew what you wanted. He grabbed your wrists and put both your hands on his hair, your tug was instantly just like his moan.
His tongue kept flicking over your clit and teasing your entrance. You felt his fingers against your lips, pushing in, until they were being licked all over, he twitched again, using his free hand to stroke his cock a few times, while he withdrew his fingers and pushed them inside you, one and then a second, pumping in and out fast, he had to let go of his length to hold you still.
He suddenly stopped his hand and you groaned in protest.
“Shh, I've got you, darling” He soothed you, giving you a kiss before he stood up.
Felix quickly picked the condom, rolling it down before laying by your side and adjusting you. One of his arms slid under your body and his other hand lifted your leg.
He positioned himself against your entrance and pushed in, both of you moaning when he started moving.
“Fuck, you're so tight” He groaned in your ear, his hand gripping on your hip, guiding you against him.
His tongue darted out, licking and nibbling on your neck, while his thrusts started picking up pace, your moans getting louder and your nails digged on his arm, he hissed against your skin.
Felix was going fast, he slid his hand down your thigh, groping the flesh so hard, you knew there would be a mark later. His hand came up to your waist, then to your breast, groping it too, while your walls kept clenching around him.
He kept thrusting hard into you while his hand explored your body, until it suddenly reached the tie he made on the scarf and he pulled it off. You gasped when you felt the fabric loosening up and sliding off, blinking a few times.
“Li… Lixie…” Your voice was shaky and your hand grabbed on his arm. Felix leaned down, whispering in your ear.
“Ride me…” His words made you clench hard around him “I wanna see your face when you come undone on my cock”
When you realized, Felix was already laying down on the chair and positioning you on top of him. You gazed away for a moment and he noticed the way you trembled and not because of him.
He grabbed your chin, gently but firmly making you look at him.
“Focus on me, darling” You nodded slightly, looking at him.
“Good girl” Felix smirked, bringing his hands to your hips and pulling you down on him, making you gasp and almost collapse into him.
He chuckled, holding you tight and guiding your moves, your hands came to rest on his chest and your gaze kept locked on him and his dark eyes admiring you and your body bouncing on top of him.
Being real, it didn’t take long for you to forget about your surroundings, focusing solely on him and the pleasure you were feeling.
“Yeah, keep going. Just like that… fuck” You kept on bouncing on him, and his gaze traveled down to where your bodies connected, he bit his lower lip, his hips bucking up.
“You feel so good, y/n” He noticed your body clenching more, and how desperate you started grinding on him, you were close.
His hands gripped tight into your hips, helping you as he watched you reach your high, crying out his name. Felix kept bouncing your still shaking body on top of him, his own release coming too, and he held you against him, when your spent body collapsed on him.
“You're amazing, y/n” He murmured against your hair, kissing the top of your head.
A little later, already cleaned up, dressed and just for your luck, away from the balcony, Felix was feeding you more strawberries.
“It wasn't that bad, uh?” He teased you, caressing your hair.
“A little” You grimaced and Felix laughed, ticklishing your side.
“A little, uh? Guess I'll need to take you on the balcony again then”
“Hmm… I wouldn’t complain” You shook your head, giggling.
“Good to know” He grinned, pulling you to him and capturing your lips.
— ♡ —
Seungmin frowned while checking the data for the finances report he was working on. The counts weren’t adding up, he kept clicking and looking for the missing info when the phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Hey Seungmin!” He was surprised when he heard the deep voice on the other side.
“Felix?”
“Come to my office, I've gotta talk to you”
“I can't now, I'm very busy with…”
“Perfect. See you in 10 minutes”
Seungmin groaned, not only Felix interrupted him and hung up, he obviously didn't hear a word the younger said.
It was so annoying, Felix probably was screwing up reports again. He did it a lot, but nobody ever dared to say a thing because of his status, so Felix would delete important stuff and people would be forced to work all over again to fix his messes and not earn a single extra penny for it. Damn, that nepo baby.
Two knocks and Seungmin walked in, Felix was sitting on his chair, chuckling, staring at the woman leaning against his desk in front of him. She looked over her shoulder, smirking when she saw him.
“Isabella, this is the boy I was talking about. Seungmin, meet Isabella, our new intern” Felix smiled, introducing the two.
Seungmin smiled, greeting her. She was pretty, he thought, holding back a laugh, if you were here, you'd say she was all fake like a Bratz Doll.
“Ciao, Seungmin” The blonde said in a soft, almost flirting tone.
“She just came from Italy, and will spend the semester with us” Felix grinned and then turned to her “Could you excuse us? I need to talk with Seungmin now”
“Sure” She stood up and when she was about to leave, Felix called her again.
“Wait just a bit, he will be yours soon” His words made the girl smile. They watched her leave and then, Seungmin gazed at Felix, beckoning at the door with a curious expression.
“What was that?”
“You'll be working together on the company's new project. You’ll be the leader”
“The leader?” Seungmin's eyes widened in surprise. He worked on many projects before, but being in this role would be a first.
“Yeah, and that's not even the best part” Felix grinned, leaning forward “Tomorrow, you'll be starting your new position too”
Seungmin smiled, he even forgot his dislike for the blonde in that moment, accepting Felix’s hug when the older stood up and went to congratulate him.
Isabella was chatting with Felix’s assistant when Seungmin left the boy's office. She approached him, smiling.
— ♡ —
Seungmin had been busy.
You knew about it, his new role and the project he was leading… the only thing you didn't was about a certain blonde who seemed to be out and about with him all the time lately.
“Hi Seungmin, or should I say ciao ragazzo?” Sam-dal teased the boy when he stopped in front of the counter.
You side glanced both, stopping adding the cream on top of the cupcakes.
“Ciao? What do you mean?” You asked Sam-dal, but your gaze was on him, your eyebrows narrowing.
“Jae-won told me our beloved puppy and his mate went to his restaurant…” Sam-dal giggled, spilling the tea. Seungmin's cheeks turned rosy and he scratched the back of his neck, avoiding looking at you.
“That's why you couldn’t go out with me…” Your murmur was barely audible, gripping on the cream bag in your hand.
“It's not like that, we aren’t… dating” Seungmin said sheepishly. He wasn't dating her, that was true, but yeah she stole a kiss, okay maybe more than just one.
Okay maybe he gave her some kisses too, during their late nights work in the office.
But at the end of the day?
It meant nothing to him, as he would still look at the picture of the two of you, inside that photobooth cabin during your arcade date. Your smile was so warm and bright, so different from the way you looked when you posed with Felix, but it wasn't like that mattered, anyway, because you made your choice and there was not much left for Seungmin than to make his own too.
“Are you sure? He said you two seemed very cozy with each other” Sam-dal teased “Hmm, maybe she could teach us some words, I always wanted to learn italian. It would be so fun, don’t you think, y/n?” Sam-dal turned to you, two seconds after your tight grip on the cream bag became too strong to the delicate plastic, that ripped the end and ruined the cupcake you were working on and got the counter dirty.
“Y/n!” Sam-dal grabbed the closest cloth and helped you clean the mess you made.
“Oh shit…” You murmured under your breath, looking at the ruined treat “I told Tae-hee the quality of this was awful”
Seungmin watched it all in silence, a little smirk tugging in the corner of his mouth. After all this time going there and watching you work, he never witnessed such a thing, how ironic it was that it happened now?
Whatever happened to Seungmin's love life was none of your business.
That was the mantra you kept repeating ever since you saw him making out with a random girl at a party. Time passed and more random's passed on his hands too, but luckily, none of them stayed.
That italian probably wasn't any better than the others. All those bitches, it was insane to you how he couldn’t find a nice girl.
You were too distracted cleaning your mess to notice Sam-dal's look. Oh, she would tease you to no end when he would leave the café.
But it didn't matter either, you should stop thinking about it. It’s none of your business, and focus on your hot and blonde boyfriend, who texted you earlier saying he was missing you while being busy on his business trip to Australia.
Yeah, Felix was in Australia, but he wasn't exactly busy with work.
He was on another blind date his father arranged for him, taking the opportunity since he would indeed visit the australian company.
It was time to get married, settle down and start a family, his father told him. He was about to assume a big role, people would see him as a reference, someone they could trust with the future of the company.
Felix wasn't keen with that idea, he didn’t want the party to end, but his father made his wish clear. Then, there was you, so delicate and sweet, interested in his heart before his wallet, he loved how you only got startled by his beauty, by him and not by how many digits he had on his bank account.
But you weren’t ready, like a diamond, you had to be polished, starting with your clothes, then your hair and makeup, and soon your demeanor. He would make sure you'd be the perfect future Mrs Lee, and maybe, he would settle down or he would need to learn new ways to be sneaky.
His date was cute, he thought. He wouldn’t marry her, but it wouldn’t stop him from letting her have a little taste of what it would be like, if she was down.
— ♡ —
Saturday night, you were finishing the little braids on your hair when Felix came out of your bathroom. You smiled at his figure reflecting in the mirror, he looked so pretty, in an all black outfit, leather pants matching the leather jacket and his neck adorned with silver necklaces.
“Want to style my hair?” He asked with a cheeky grin.
“Of course I do!” You jumped out of your seat, gently pushing him to take your place, making him chuckle.
Felix grinned, closing his eyes and purring while you separated sections of his hair, gently brushing before making tiny braids on the front, matching yours. You stared at him through the mirror, fighting the urge to tug on his hair and pound on him right there.
You couldn’t attack him now, but it didn't prevent you from tugging his hair when you held it in a ponytail, tilting his head back and surprising him with a kiss that he quickly reciprocated.
You pulled away and giggled when you saw his lips all smeared with your lipstick.
“In the y/nnie's salon you got the full package, hair and makeup”
“I'm afraid red isn't my color, tho” He said after checking himself.
“Yeah, I don’t think so” You cleared the lipstick off him with your thumb and he chuckled.
You put his hair on a ponytail, leaving some loose strands falling on each side of his face.
“Can I put eyeliner on you?” You asked when you sat on his lap.
“Is it gonna hurt?” He glanced at you suspiciously.
“No if you stay quiet” You grabbed the eyeliner, waving for him to look up and he obliged, letting you do your thing.
“Alright, that's it” You put the eyeliner down and your heart skipped a beat when you stared at him “Perfect!”
He smirked, gently pushing you off from his lap. His eyes raked down your figure, you looked good, wearing an AC/DC t-shirt tied at the hem, a black short skirt and black boots. Felix helped you with your necklaces and you were ready to go.
Seungmin and some of your friends were already there when you arrived, the place was bigger than you imagined, but you managed to get a nice and not too crowded spot to enjoy the bands. Felix made you a playlist for you to learn the songs, and was proud when he saw you dancing and singing along to the majority of them.
Best part for you? Italian wasn't there. You didn't know why, neither did you care to be honest, all that mattered was that you weren’t being forced to deal with her that night.
And luckily, Seungmin didn’t seem bothered by it either, he was dancing and jumping too, not as energetic as Felix, could anyone be as electric as him? You didn't think so.
But you could tell he was having fun, and it felt good, like the days you used to spend together.
As the night went on, your head was getting light from the drinks you've been having and your feet were killing you. Wanting to look pretty clearly had its cons.
“I think I'm going back to the car” You tugged at Felix’s jacket, speaking in his ear.
“Are you alright?” He glanced at you.
“Yeah, it’s just my feet. I just need to sit down a little”
Felix nodded, grabbing his car's key and handing it to you. Seungmin noticed when you turned and started walking away.
He looked at Felix, enjoying the show, and he rolled his eyes. He wouldn’t leave you drunk and alone here, Seungmin turned on his heels, following you.
And good thing he did!
“Wow, are you alone, baby?” A drunk boy stopped you, his gaze disgustingly roaming down your body.
“I…” You barely opened your mouth to reply, when you felt an arm being thrown over your shoulder, pulling you protectively to his side.
“Get lost, she's not interested!” He groaned to the drunk boy, who shivered slightly, bowing down and repeating ‘I'm sorry, dude’ as he walked away.
“Minnie…” You smiled weakly, looking at him, still protected by his embrace. He was still frowning, not bothering to look at you, he slid his hand and grabbed yours, guiding you to the parking lot.
It was starting to rain, so you two ran and slid on the backseat. You threw your legs over his and Seungmin groaned, pushing them off.
“Puppy, please. It’s hurting” You pouted, placing them over him again.
“Fine, but don’t get used to it” He rolled his eyes, resting his own hand on your boot, his eyes trained on it.
“Why did you wear heels for such an event?”
“Pretty hurts” You shrugged, looking at your pretty but hurtful heels.
“Puff, silly puppy…” He smacked your leg, making you jolt not from the force - it wasn't hard - but from surprise “You're already pretty without all this”
It was a barely audible murmur, while he turned to the other side, peeking at the droplets hitting against the window. The rain was getting heavy, he noticed.
You weren’t meant to hear that, but you did. And then you pulled your legs off him, kneeling the seat and scooting closer to him, so close his eyes widened when he turned back to you.
“You think I'm pretty?” You purred, and his breath hitched.
“I… I…” He tried to speak, Seungmin wasn't the type to be speechless, and definitely you weren’t the type to do what you were about to do.
You wanted to blame the alcohol, you wished you had an excuse, any excuse.
But you didn't. There were no excuses, just an urge that was getting too hard to ignore, burning deep inside you.
It happened too fast, your fingers tugged on his t-shirt - a black, Aerosmith one - crumpling up the fabric between your tight grip and your lips crashed against his, accidentally with more force than what you intended, but Seungmin didn’t mind, cradling your face and angling your head, to kiss you better.
There was thunder, announcing the beginning of a storm outside just like what was happening inside, as you and Seungmin devoured each other. The kiss was messy, urgent, as your tongues entangled with each other, teeth occasionally clashing but none of you cared, nothing mattered.
Nothing mattered, but him.
Seungmin put you on his lap in a swift move, his lips never leaving yours, you were starting to feel dizzy and breathless, but you didn't want to stop, so you whined, when he broke the kiss, whispering against your lips.
“Are you drunk?” He was observing you, he knew the answer, but he just needed to make sure.
“Mhmm” You hummed, shaking your head slightly and then leaning in and biting on his lower lip, coaxing a groan from him when you pulled it before you started kissing him again.
Seungmin’s hands slid from your waist to the tie you made on your shirt, he pulled it off and shoved his hand under, feeling the heat from your skin and how you shivered when his fingers brushed over your stomach.
He broke the kiss again and his lips went straight to your neck, leaving open mouth kisses, he thought about how you’d look with a mark of his and it made his hardening cock twitch.
His hand went to your hair, entangling his fingers on the strands, he firmly tugged your head back, wetting his lips at the sight of your neck, he couldn’t resist sinking his teeth on the flesh, making you yelp.
The mix of pain and pleasure drove you wild, Seungmin's tongue ran up the column of your neck, soothing his bite. His hand under your shirt went up to your breast, he pulled down your lace bra and cupped your breast, squeezing it and playing with your sensitive nipple between his fingers.
You rolled your hips against his, moaning when you felt how hard he was and his hand left your hair to go grope on your butt, forcing you against him even more. He cursed under his breath, letting his head fall back, your eyes widened at the sight and now it was your turn, leaving a trail of licks and nibbles on his neck, while your hands roamed down to touch him under his shirt too.
Seungmin kissed you again, guiding your hips as you humped on him, you moaned against his lips, his hands firmly roamed over your body and he was just about to find out how ruined your panties were...
When suddenly the door behind you opened.
Being so lost in the moment and into each other, neither of you noticed it at first, just when he spoke.
“Oh, look what I've got here”
“Fe… Felix!” You gasped, pulling away from Seugmin, who scowled when he saw the blonde. Of course he had to appear and ruin the moment.
“Why did you stop, darling? You were looking so cute, desperate humping on him” Felix teased, smirking and you felt your cheeks burning.
“Shhh” Felix waved you off when you were about to start explaining. Hell, how could you even begin to explain this?
You glanced at Seungmin, why wasn't he saying anything? It looked almost like he liked being caught.
And apparently he did, because when you tried to move and get off from his lap, his fingers digged on your hips, holding you in place.
Felix chuckled, seeing your desperate stare.
“It's okay, y/n. Really, I'm not mad, hell…” Felix chuckled again, shaking his head “I'm not even surprised, to be honest. How long has it been going on?”
“It never happened, I swear, I…” You released yourself off from Seungmin and kneeled to Felix, stopping in front of him, he held you by your shoulders, smirking at you.
“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” His thumb brushed against your smeared red lips, his gaze quickly flew to Seungmin's red lips too, before coming back to you and whispering in a condescending tone “Wanting us both”
You were shivering, being this close to him, you noticed his gaze, his eyes were darkening, but not from anger and yes for desire. For some reason it made you shiver more.
Felix wasn't dumb, he noticed the looks, ever since the baseball game. Not only that, but you talked in your sleep, too, and medley in your incoherent rambles was Seungmin's name.
He held your chin, tilting your head slightly back and kissed you, slowly, letting his tongue taste your lipstick. You instinctively kissed him back, for that very brief moment forgetting what just happened.
“Now, go on” He whispered, commanding when he broke the kiss, turning you to face Seungmin “Don't let the prince waiting”
You didn't move, unsure if your boyfriend was being sarcastic or not, you looked at him over your shoulder.
“But Lixie…” Your voice was weak, suddenly you felt Seungmin's hands on both sides of your face, making you look back at him.
“You heard him, don’t make me wait!” He hissed, pulling you for a kiss. You heard Felix whistle.
“Wow, look at that kiss!” Felix was excited while he watched you both, he bit his lower lip, feeling aroused watching the way Seungmin gripped on your hair, devouring your lips.
“C'mon darling, show him what that slutty mouth can do”
Desire fogged your mind and your shaking fingers worked on unbutton Seungmin's pants, your eyes sparkled when you pulled the fabric down to his knees and saw his cock hard and waiting for you, restrained by his boxers. You licked your lips, letting your fingers trace the contour, Seungmin sighed heavily.
You pulled his boxers down, freeing his hard length, you licked the precum from the glistening tip, letting your tongue swirling around it, Seungmin's fingers tangled on your hair, holding it in a makeshift ponytail, he pulled your head slightly, to look at him.
“No teasing” He said through gritted teeth and you nodded, tongue darting out and giving him a big lick before wrapping your lips around it, he groaned, watching you bob your head up and down, each time swallowing more of him.
Felix watched it all intently, his own hand quickly unbuttoned his pants and he shoved his hand inside his boxers, but that wasn't enough, his moves were restricted, he pulled it down, stroking his cock in the same rhythm you moved your head.
Seungmin guided your head, his tip hitting on your throat, you pulled back up a little, one of your hands massaged his balls and the other stroked him while you kept on sucking the tip.
You suddenly stopped when you felt your skirt coming up, your ruined black lace thongs full on display and Felix palm deliberately touching it, making you moan against Seungmin's cock.
“What? You didn't think I was just going to watch, did you?” Felix chuckled, pressing his finger against the fabric, coaxing another moan from you.
You struggled to keep on sucking on Seungmin's cock while Felix pushed the fabric aside and let his fingers work his magic on your bundle of nerves, before he slid two inside you.
Noticing your struggles, Seungmin started guiding you again, not harshly, just firm enough, he threw his head back when you choked on it, groaning.
“That's my good girl!” Felix praised you, resting a knee on the seat, so he could align his cock at your entrance, easily sliding in.
It took a few tentative thrusts until you found the perfect rhythm, you kept your hand on Seungmin's base, preventing choking on him every time Felix pushed into you, his moves were slow, but deep.
You moaned around Seungmin's cock and he gripped your hair tighter, your hips slapping repeatedly against Felix's, his hand holding up your skirt and your hip, he licked his lips, watching your pussy suck him in every time he thrusted forward.
Your hand fondled on Seungmin's balls while your tongue kept swirling around the head, sliding all the way down again, licking long strips before putting it back into your mouth. He threw his head back, inhaling sharply.
“Look at you, such a good slut… pleasuring us both” Felix's tone was low and his thrusts getting harder, you clenched around him, moaning again.
“You like that, don’t you?” He slapped your butt and you groaned “...having the two of us at your feet…” A hard thrust that jolted you forward, making you choke “...stuffing you full”
Car sex was fun just as a concept, you realized, it was hard to move on the cramped place, Felix angled his hips, reaching for that spot inside you, making you moan louder.
The sounds of the three of you echoed through the small space, your body would be sore in the morning, but right now you didn't care. All you cared about was Seungmin's grip getting tighter, indicating he was about to cum and Felix's fingers digging on your hips, your walls clenching around him, your own high approaching too.
“Fuck… I'm gonna cum” You cried out, your nail digging on Seungmin's thigh. Felix's hand reached down to your clit, rubbing circles on it.
You felt dazy, everything was happening like a blur. It was insane.
You thought you must be dreaming.
— ♡ —
Your eyes fluttered open and you sat up, panting. Your body was sweaty and shaky and your gaze roamed around, taking in your surroundings, you realized you were in your room, by your side your phone was buzzing nonstop.
You groaned, picking the device and checking the messages and notifications.
New notification: Musical Festival 🎸 today!
Sam-dal: *sent an image* omg this is us 😂
Blondie: I'll be a little late, but I'm coming to pick you up 😘
Seungmin: Why are you asking? Are you jealous? 😏
Seungmin: No, she’s not going 😬
You sighed, relieved, feeling your heart beating fast under your palm. It was just a crazy dream.
After sending the replies, you swung your legs off the bed and ran to the bathroom, your little nap made you late and now you needed to hurry to shower and get ready on time. You picked the same outfit from your dream, only difference was your shoes, in a last minute change, you switched the painful heels for your red All Star.
Felix looked pretty similar to your dream too, but the difference about him wasn't so subtle: sitting by his side in the car when he came to pick you up was a girl smiling at you.
You hadn't met his family yet, but you knew he had sisters and from a picture on his insta, this girl clearly wasn't one of them.
“Hi, I'm Si-an!” She greeted you, getting off the passenger seat. You smiled at her and introduced yourself too, trying to be polite.
Maybe she was a cousin.
Felix looked at you smiling and tapped on your thigh when you took the passenger seat.
“You're looking beautiful, darling” He noticed the curiosity in your gaze and chuckled “Si-an's the daughter of a coordinator of the company, she came to visit”
“I'm from Sidney” Si-an said to you.
“Oh, I'd love to visit there”
“We can go when your classes are over, darling”
“You're gonna love it there” Si-an added and you hummed, checking on your phone.
Luckily the drive to the festival wasn't too long, you were feeling a little off in the car, and couldn’t put a finger on what it was. You felt relieved when you saw Seungmin by the gates, waiting for you and the others.
It felt weird to be around Seungmin after dreaming of fucking him, you'd steal glances of the brunette, feeling butterflies everytime he would smile or simply sing along, so pretty… and then you'd feel bad…
Felix, your boyfriend, was right by your other side, looking so cute jumping and singing and looking so different from his usual self, you could tell he was having fun, and it was great to see him loose up. But the feeling something was wrong, was still lingering inside you.
— ♡ —
You were hypnotized, staring at that singer, your eyes glued on stage not even blinking, because you didn't wanna miss a thing, he was laying down on his back and everytime he would buck his hips up, moaning and humping the air, all the girls - and some guys too - would scream.
You didn't even notice Felix and Seungmin's scowls and annoyed murmurs about him. And you whined when Felix covered your eyes, quickly pulling his hand down and making Si-an laugh when you ran from him, going to stay closer to the stage, she followed you, staying by your side and in that moment, trapped by the singer's charms, you forgot about everything and you giggled with her, both drooling over the hot vocalist.
He got up and your heart almost stopped when he kneeled down in front of you, picking something from his back pocket, you watched him intently. He was even more hot up close, with his shaggy black hair and pretty plump lips that held the handle of the lollipop.
You held back a scream when he leaned forward, indicating for you to pick the lollipop with your mouth. And much for your boys' distress, you did exactly this.
“Y/n, enough!” Felix pulled you by your waist, dragging you back again.
“But Lixie, what about my celebrity free pass?”
“It's only available for Shawn Mendes”
“But he's on the USA”
“Exactly!” He scoffed, glad when he saw that the band's performance was ending.
“That's not fun” You pouted, turning back to the stage direction and Felix made sure to hold by your waist, so you wouldn't try to escape again.
“Y/n? Let’s go to the restroom?” Si-an touched your arm.
“Oh, sure” You held her hand and you both walked through the people, looking for the right door.
After you both left the stalls, you watched Si-an fix her makeup, and she turned to you with a smile.
“I like your style” You commented, admiring how she turned an extra large Guns N’ Roses t-shirt into a makeshift dress.
“Oh, thank you. I like yours too” Si-an smiled, putting her lipstick back on her purse.
“So, I noticed you ignored that cutie who tried to flirt with you, do you have a boyfriend?” You asked casually, fixing your hair.
“Kind of… We aren’t official yet, but I think we are making some progress”
“Hmm, that’s nice”
“Yeah, he's very busy with his work, but it’s okay, he always take time to take me out and make me feel special”
You hummed “Just like me and Felix. He's very busy too, I was afraid it wouldn’t work out, but we've been together for quite some time now”
“Oh, I know” You looked at her with curiosity and then Si-an sheepishly smiled.
“He told me, while we were driving to your house”
“Oh… alright” You nodded, opening the door. You held your hand out for her to take it and you two made your way back to your friends.
— ♡ —
“WOOO, GO ON, RUIN HIM!”
“STRIKE AGAIN, GO GO!”
“DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!”
Random men were excitedly shouting, a fight broke down and it surely had to happen just where your group was hanging. You sighed, some of your friends were shouting too, you ignored them, knowing they were just silly boys who enjoyed this type of thing. You looked around to see if you could find Felix or Seungmin for you to find a new spot to enjoy the rest of the show.
Your eyes didn't believe what they saw, when some of the excited boys stepped to the side, giving you a glimpse of who was fighting.
“OH MY GOD, NOT ON HIS FACE!” A girl screamed beside you, after Seungmin just punched Felix's face.
For a second, you froze in place, not knowing what to do, the boys were fighting on the floor, Seungmin was on top of Felix when you first saw them, but then Felix flipped them and was straddling the brunette, who was covering his face with his arms, trying to shield himself from the blonde's punches.
“NOT ON HIS FACE EITHER, OH MY GOD!”
“CLEAN FIGHT, GUYS”
You barely processed the screams from the girls by your side. Your heart sank and you felt dizzy, you screamed when he hit Seungmin, it felt like the air was taken out of your lungs.
Where was the security? Why was nobody doing nothing to stop it?
“FELIX, STOP, STOP!” You screamed, trying to step closer to them. Felix looked up at you and in his little moment of distraction, Seungmin kicked him off of him and he pounced on Felix again, you were about to scream for Seungmin to stop, when Si-an appeared behind you.
She had stopped by the bar to get some drinks when you came back.
“Oh no, babyyy!” She screamed when she saw the thin trail of blood running down Felix's now cut eyebrow.
Baby. She called him baby.
Your stomach twisted and suddenly the world stopped.
You had no idea how the boys fight ended, it all happened in a blur because the last thing you remembered was your hands gripping a fistful of Si-an’s hair by both sides of her head and shaking her head to all directions really hard, your nails digging and for sure hurting her, from the way she started crying and screaming for you to let go, barely keeping up her balance, her drink being all splashed around.
You felt arms wrapping around your waist and you were lifted up like a feather, being detached from Si-an, there were some strands of her hair still on your hands. You saw her being lifted like you, and you kicked in the air, trying to hit her, she also tried to hurt you, but the security men made sure to keep a safe distance between the two of you.
— ♡ —
They didn't care about the rain pouring outside, you two got kicked out of the venue like it wasn't nothing. You watched them closing the gates again, you turned to Si-an and stepped to fight her again, and she took some clumsy steps back.
“Y/n, y/n, wait. Stop, let’s talk” Felix held you like the security man did, and you reached your arm out, grabbing his hair now and pulling hard.
He whined loudly and let you go. But it gave time for Si-an to be gone and hide God knew where.
“Y/n, please, listen to me…”
You turned to face him, panting from all the anger.
His face turned to the side and his hand touched his red and stinging cheek after you slapped him hard.
“Y/n” Felix looked at you with shock, he couldn’t believe you did this to him.
“I hate you!” You spat, fists closed smacking against his chest “Don't ever get near me again!”
You gave him one last punch, too bad it was raining, it wasn't like you were actually hurting him. Nevertheless, it felt good to let your anger out.
Your tears were mixing with the rain, you turned on your heels and started walking away, ignoring your ex boyfriend calls for you.
Seungmin went right after you, he was calling too, but you ignored. Your mind was a mess, you were soaked, wishing you could simply disappear, hugging yourself in a silly attempt to protect you from the cold water.
“Y/n, wait!” He gripped on your shoulder, stopping you.
“Leave me alone” You whined, trying to wiggle from him, but his grip just became tighter.
“No, I'm not leaving you!” His tone was as serious as his gaze. A silent order when he let go of you: don’t you dare to walk away.
You didn't move, crossing your arms in front of your body, both shivering from the cold rain, it took you a little before you spoke again.
“You knew it, didn't you?”
“What? No, of course not”
“If you didn't, then why were you fighting Felix?” You gazed at him, not believing his words.
“He… started flirting with another girl, when you walked away with Si-an” Seungmin fists clenched remembering, you scoffed, this situation just kept getting worse.
“So you really had no idea about Si-an?” You pressed and from his expression, you realized, he knew. A long frustrated sigh came out of your lips.
“Y/n…”
You turned around, about to walk again, but he stopped you once more, coming to stand in front of you, his hands resting on your shoulders, but you pushed them away.
“Please, listen to me”
“You betrayed me too” It hurted, maybe even more than what Felix did. Damn, much more than Felix, that was for sure, Seungmin was your best friend, the person you loved the most, how could he keep you in the dark like that?
“No, I didn’t… I…” Seungmin tried to find the words, but it was hard to think at that moment.
“You knew it and you didn’t say anything. You let him fool me”
“Y/n, I know I hurted you too, and I’m sorry, but I didn’t know about Si-an”
He tried to explain, he wanted to. You gazed at him with confusion.
“Didn’t know about her? What do you mean? This doesn't make any sense”
“Listen…” He grabbed your hand, looking into your eyes and gripping your hand when you tried to pull it back “Please, just listen to me”
You sighed, you didn't have much option, so you nodded, the sooner he ‘explained’, the sooner you could finally go back home and forget about this damn day.
“So, Felix…” And then, Seungmin told you all about the fancy dates, the cries in the corners and the two months rule too. He told you it all, and your heart shrank even more, you couldn’t believe that a boy who looked like an angel could do such a horrible thing.
“You knew it all…” You murmured and Seungmin nodded “...you knew it from the start and still, you didn't warn me”
Seungmin could feel your hurt and it was breaking him too. He nodded, sighing.
“I know, I know, I was wrong, but I also know you, y/n. You wouldn’t listen to me”
You wanted to protest, but deep down he was right, you wouldn't.
“You'd say I was just being jealous…” You nodded, all this time you thought the reason Seungmin didn’t like Felix was because dogs and cats didn't get along.
“And I thought he had finally changed…” Seungmin's voice got low and you saw the hurt in his eyes before he looked down “I thought he changed and you were so happy… but in the end, you were the one who was changing”
Your lips trembled and it wasn't because of the cold rain pouring merciless on you two. You took a step closer to him.
“Minnie…” Your arms wrapped around his neck and he hugged you back, his arms wrapping around your waist, holding you close to him.
“I just wanted for you to be happy, y/n” He murmured, his forehead resting on your shoulder.
“I love you…” You whispered, so quietly he wasn't sure he heard you right. Seungmin lifted his head, looking into your eyes, searching for signs he didn’t imagine it.
“Aren't you going to say it back?” Your chin trembled again, your voice still barely a whisper. You thought he secretly loved you all those years, you liked to believe that, but why wasn't he saying back?
And he didn’t. Instead, his hand came up to the back of your head and the other held your waist tightly as he leaned forward, kissing you.
It was gentle at first, but you swore you could hear the fireworks exploding inside you. He kissed you slowly, fingers gripping into you, holding you tight as if he was afraid you'd disappear, that you'd vanish away in the rain.
“I love you, puppy” He kept his grip when he pulled back, resting his forehead against yours, the cold water not bothering neither of you. You smiled, kissing him again and this time, he bit on your lower lip, wanting to deepen the kiss, his tongue invaded your mouth when your lips parted and you felt your heart race.
You held him tighter too and it was like the world around you disappeared, your tongues entangling, his body pressed against yours, the way he kept pulling you onto him almost like he wanted to merge you together, it was all surreal, like a dream. But this time you weren’t dreaming, it was real as he kept biting into your lower lip, making you gasp, as your clothes clinged into your bodies, completely soaked, as not even the pouring rain could put out the fire within you.
— ♡ —
Entangled in a mess where it was almost impossible to tell where you ended and he started, Seungmin blindly guided you inside. Safe from the rain, your new challenge was to make your way in without breaking anything and of course you failed, barely a minute after, when you accidentally stumbled against a vase, no, it was actually two, a cute matching pair that now was broken into pieces on the ground.
The loud thud made you two pull away, panting, Seungmin's eyes widened looking at you “Are you okay?”
“Yeah” You nodded and he smiled, wasting no time in kissing you and gently pushing you to walk again, leaving the shards scattered behind.
“Clumsy puppy, don’t walk around breaking my girlfriend's stuff” He playfully scowled at you and you were sure you could drop dead there after hearing the word girlfriend. My girlfriend.
You were Seungmin's girlfriend. You wished somebody could pinch you, but instead, he was kissing you again, not giving you time to say anything other a breathless sigh of his name when his lips trailed down to your neck and his hands slid under your shirt, the fabric being discarded, starting a trail of your clothes, piece by piece getting discarded all the way to the bathroom.
Seungmin turned the water on, not bothering to wait for it to warm up before pushing you under it, he followed right away, your shivers didn't last long, it was impossible to be bothered when you had his hands sliding to your hips and he pulling you flush against him, kissing you again.
His breath hitched when he pulled back, looking into your eyes, seeking for permission while his fingers hooked on the clasp of your bra. A slight nod, parted lips humming and the little flimsy fabric was pulled away, your cheeks burned and Seungmin smirked, admiring the swell of your breasts, his hands came to hold them.
“You're so beautiful, puppy” He gave your nipples a pinch. A whine came out of your lips and you felt a jolt of arousal run down to your middle.
“So beautiful…” He pinched again before caressing the sensitive buds with his thumbs.
His gaze was locked with yours when his hands caressed down your body, squeezing your waist and letting one of them slide inside your panties. He hummed in satisfaction when he noticed your arousal.
Your legs parted more when his fingers brushed against your folds, pushing between them and teasing your clit, he leaned in and started nibbling on your neck. Seungmin always imagined what your moans sounded like, but he never thought it would be so good as his name rolled off your tongue.
He pressed his strained cock against your thigh, slightly rubbing against your flesh. Damn, he was so hard, you couldn’t resist the urge to touch him, hearing a delicious groan of him against your skin when you palmed him through his boxers, you gave it a squeeze, and you hissed from the pain when he bit down on your neck and he licked the spot that would turn into a mark soon.
Marks. He licked his lips, admiring your skin, his eyes darkened up even more, he wanted to mark you everywhere, make sure you knew who you truly belonged to.
Starting by the end of your neck, going to your shoulder, his lips sucked on your skin, licking and nibbling nonstop while he kept rubbing your clit, it was a mix of pain and pleasure pushing you to the edge with such easy that actually surprised you, the way his other hand roamed over your body, groping and caressing every part as if he had you all figured out.
He did the same to your collarbones, and ended with a last mark, a hickey right above your heart, that one hurt and you whined, again, Seungmin slowly licked it, as if soothing the stinging away, before he trailed kisses up again.
His teeth grazed over your skin, in that sensitive spot under your ear, fingers hooking on your panties sides, you felt your heart speeding up in anticipation. He lowered down, taking your panties with him and kneeling in front of you.
“Minnie…” You sighed, watching him intently, the desire in his eyes when he looked up at you made you shiver, he leaned forward, his lips almost touching your middle, he held your thighs, keeping them parted for him, his tongue poked out, so so close.
Until he stopped and pulled back, looking up at you. You stared down with curiosity and a bit of frustration, your eyebrows narrowing down.
“Minnie…”
“What's wrong, puppy? You want something?” He smirked while caressing your thighs, watching you nod.
“Hmmm…” He pretended to think for a moment, it was brief, but for your needy pussy, it felt like forever, and then he spoke “You know what? I don’t think you’re deserving it”
Your groans of protest made him laugh.
“What? Don’t you think you haven’t been a bad puppy?” He gripped your thighs and you shook your head, although you knew that he was right. He chuckled again, shaking his head.
“You know… I think you need some punishment for that” His words had an undertone of playfulness in them, but the humor didn't meet his eyes. Nevertheless, you were surprised when he leaned in again and licked a long stripe, your legs slightly shook and he held them in place, opening for him to enjoy his feast.
Every moan motivated him to keep going, his tongue licking and flicking, it was crazy how fast he found the pace and way that made you see stars. He sucked on your clit, circling it, letting his tongue lap it all, his gaze locked with you, watching your every reaction. He reached down and pulled his boxers down, his cock was throbbing and desperate for attention, so he stroked it lazily, while his mouth worked on you.
You were starting to shake and your moans getting louder, oh you were so close, just a little bit more, one suck and then he suddenly stopped, pulling back and chuckling from your frustration whine.
“Minnie, what the…”
“Not yet” He smirked, letting his fingers graze over your slick, so subtle and when you arched your hips he pulled back, repeating his words and shaking his head.
Your whine had no effect on him, as he still took his time to resume his activities, now bringing his fingers along, dragging them all over, coating them before he pushed one inside you, tongue flicking over your clit as he pushed in and out a few times, adding a second one and picking up speed.
“Hmmm, puppy… you taste much better than what I Imagined” He admitted, barely pulling away and your head spun around. He had been thinking about you, about you and him… Like this, you clenched around his fingers and he smirked, looking up at you, licking faster.
“Are you close?” He smirked, it was a rhetorical question, he knew you were, clamping around his fingers, your legs starting to shake, but when you nodded and was almost there, he stopped again.
“Minnie!” You hissed through gritted teeth, tugging on his damped hair and he groaned, but didn't give in, he edged you again and again, until you were almost crying.
“Minnie, please” You cried out.
“What do you want, baby?” He teased, curving his fingers inside you and you moaned, but didn't say and he pressed against “You know, if you want something all you have to do is ask for it”
Noticing he was about to withdraw his fingers, you scoffed, giving in.
“Please, Minnie… let me cum, please”
“What a needy puppy, aren’t we?” He teased, as if he didn’t just twitch and were struggling to hold back his own release.
“Come on puppy, make a mess for me” He flipped his tongue over your bundle of nerves, fingers curling and touching on the right spot, you melted on his tongue and suddenly you felt it coming out of you, Seungmin pulled back, his fingers still inside you as he watched it all in awe, your trembling body, your cries of his name, your essence splashing out and you barely comprehending that you were squirting.
“Oh my God, it… it…” You tried to speak, still panting and shaking.
“It was incredibly hot” He stoop up, holding you by your waist, your arms wrapped around his neck. He gave your temple a kiss “You did so good, baby…”
“I… I've never done it before” Your confession sent Seungmin to the moon, he tighted his hold on you “I didn’t think it was possible, I…”
“You are amazing, baby” He kissed you deeply, and you felt his cock brush against your thighs and you both moaned. You were still in a daze state when you broke the kiss, reaching down to touch him.
“Let me make you feel good, too…” You pleaded in a whisper, stroking him and pressing your body against his “...I want you to fuck me”
In another moment the chances of feeling petrified after saying such a thing for Seungmin would make you wanna dig a hole and hide, but now, still feeling the after shock of your climax, you didn't even remember what the word embarrassment meant.
“Puppy, that’s okay, we don’t need to do it no…” He started saying, but you shut him with a kiss, you knew what he was about to say.
“That's okay, I trust in you” You said, caressing him and he twitched “Please, Minnie, I need it now, please…”
He let out a groan and turned you around, you squealed in surprise, your hands rested on the cold tiles and your head tilted forward. Seungmin held your hip with one hand and with the other he guided his cock to your entrance, he leaned closer, whispering in your ear.
“You're mine, now” He pushed in one swift move, hissing and you moaned, feeling him stretch you out.
“This pussy is mine…” He groped tight on the flesh of your ass and then smacked it, making you yelp “Every inch of this body is mine. You're all mine”
It was like something switched inside him, his thrusts were deep and fast, his grip around you hard, keeping you in place while he slid in and out of you. Maybe he needed it, to keep him grounded, to prove to him that he wasn't dreaming, maybe he was always like this. That was something you'd find out and the idea of it gave you butterflies.
“I'm yours, all yours… Minnie” Something switched inside you, too. As you kept rambling those words between your moans, and it felt great, belonging to him, finally, you felt his hand travel over your wet body, his hand sliding up, exploring without destination, but loving to stop by your breasts and giving it squeezes.
“Fuck, baby, you're so tight” Seungmin groaned as your walls kept clamping around his length, and his comment only served for you to do it harder, instinctively, driving him wild.
“Shit, y/n!” He pounded hard, entangling his fingers on your hair, he pulled your head, not too hard, just enough to make you turn to him and he gave you a sloppy kiss, swallowing your moans. Your skin slapped against each other in wet and loud sounds and his name kept rolling off your lips in desperate cries.
He angled his hips, his thrusts got a little slower but still reaching deep, he could feel his balls were tighten up and he was about to cum soon, but he needed you to do it one more time.
And you were so close again, your legs starting to feel like jelly, you were glad he was holding you and keeping you in place, otherwise you were afraid you’d melt right away. Your moans getting more desperate, more needy.
His hand reached around you, fingers brushing against your clit while he kept fucking you hard. His lips found your shoulder and he started kissing and nibbling on your skin.
You trembled and came on his cock, walls clamping around him so hard, he almost came inside you. It was close, too close and dangerous, but he managed to pull out in record time, despite your whines rambling and he let it spill on your butt.
“I love you, puppy” He whispered against your shoulder, placing a soft kiss there, panting, smiling weakly and completely satisfied.
— ♡ —
The insistent buzz of your phone woke you up, after blindly seeking it you found the device on your bedside table, picking it up, you grimaced when you saw the notification: 10 missed calls from Felix, plus 50+ messages you were sure the majority probably came from him. You groaned, not believing his audacity and that you forgot to block him.
Well, you had a good reason to forget and when you turned to the other side, you couldn’t help but smile, gazing at reason's back, peacefully sleeping.
It wasn't a dream, Seungmin in your bed and your slight sore core was proof of it. You scooted closer, giving his bare back a sweet little kiss, whispering good morning against his warm skin. He didn’t reply, just moved, very subtle and you scooted away again.
After checking the time, you decided it was better to go get lunch ready instead of breakfast, so you swung off the bed, tiptoed your way to the bathroom, got back and dressed into sweatpants and an old t-shirt and headed to the kitchen.
You put your favorite 2000's playlist on, volume down to not wake Seungmin of course, just to set a nice mood while you danced around the kitchen, picking the pans and ingredients to cook a delicious meal for your boyfriend, Seungmin…
You giggled, talking to yourself, he was your boyfriend now!
Who'd ever thought? Well, if you asked anyone of yours and Seungmin's circle, they wouldn’t be surprised.
But it was funny, until he’d wake up, then you were afraid it could be a little awkward.
Chop, chop, chop, cutting the vegetables in cubes, humming to a Britney song, swanging your hips, you were oblivious to Seungmin leaning on the door frame, watching you with a smile.
That was his puppy. The old you were back.
He walked to you and hugged you from behind, which made you jolt in surprise.
“Oh my God, Minnie!”
He laughed, resting his head on your shoulder and gently lowering your hand that was holding the big knife down “Wow wow, careful here”
“Consider this your warning, you better behave!” You said playfully, cutting a carrot at every word you said and he laughed.
“Oh don’t worry about me, I'll behave” He reached over, picked a piece of cheese and popped it into his mouth.
“Enough” He said, clicking the button and changing your playlist to the radio station.
“Minnie!” You protested and were about to put it back, when the doorbell rang. You gazed at each other.
“Oh, I think it’s my grocery shop” You walked over there, absentmindedly still holding the knife in your hand, your mouth fell agap when you opened the door.
“Felix?” You froze in place for some seconds, before pushing the door to close, but he put his feet in the way, interrupting you.
“Y/n, wait! Let me talk to you” He held the door open when you forced it to close again.
“I've got nothing to talk with you”
“Baby, what's wrong?” Seungmin walked out of the kitchen and stopped on track when he saw Felix there, his expression changed right away.
“You gotta be kidding me” Felix murmured under his breath, rolling his eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to y/n” Felix shrugged nonchalantly.
“She doesn’t want to talk to you”
“Were you cheating on me?” Felix turned to you, ignoring Seungmin.
“What? You're kidding me, right?” Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth in surprise, that was the biggest bullshit you've ever heard.
“You accused me of cheating, but here you're with him, not even a day later” He pointed at Seungmin and the brunette took a step forward.
“Want another punch for your eyes to match?” But you held his wrist, not wanting to watch part 2 of their fight. Felix had a cut on his eyebrow and a lilac shade around his eye.
“I've got every right to think so, plus I'm pretty confident I'm right” He gazed at Seungmin and continued speaking in such confidence that you could only think of kicking his ass straight to the mental hospital.
“Fuck you, you know that’s not the truth!” You shouted and what he said next made Seungmin’s blood boil.
“Okay, let’s pretend you’re right, but I saw the way you looked at him, the way you talked about him” Felix looked from Seungmin to you “Be honest, y/n, was just a matter of time before you spread your legs for him”
It happened in a flash, Felix stumbled back when Seungmin punched him, soon enough would be giving the blonde the purple match he promised. Felix touched where he hurt, groaning. Not satisfied, Seungmin grabbed Felix by his shirt’s collar, ignoring your shouts for him to stop and pressed the elder against the wall.
“Don't ever talk about my girlfriend like that again” He said through gritted teeth and Felix groaned, trying to push him off but unsuccessfully.
“Hey, you two! Stop now, or I’m calling the police!” Screamed a lady who just got out of her house, you recognized her, Mrs Cho, the sweet ‘grandma’ of the neighborhood and also the gossip queen, she narrowed her eyebrows and stared at you with annoyance.
“And you, y/n what are you planning to do with that knife? Put that away!”
The object felt heavy in your hand, reminding you were still holding it. You lowered your hand down, Seungmin let go of Felix.
“Now leave” Seungmin hissed and went back to you.
“Poor thing, c'mon. Let me help you” She walked to Felix, holding his arm and bringing him with her. You rolled your eyes, judging by the stare she threw at you before passing by her gate, it wouldn't take long until her group chat learned how you and Seungmin were threatening the angel boy.
“I can't believe his audacity to come here” You complained, plopping down the couch followed by Seungmin.
“Shh, it's okay now, love. He won't dare to bother you anymore…” He pulled you to lean against his chest and kissed your head, you hummed, embracing him.
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“I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go home…” You kept drunkenly singing while Seungmin carried you out of the venue, he chuckled, slapping your butt.
“Time to go back, puppy”
“Nooo, one more. They will come back for one more” You slurred and he laughed again.
“They already did 4 ‘one more’, now it's time for you and them to go home”
“That's not fun” You pouted, being put down on the passenger seat by your boyfriend, he gave you a kiss after fastening your seatbelt.
Seungmin got a raise and now he was an accountant at MGV, you got a new job as an intern at District 9 Co. a big tech company, and you two had been pretty much inseparable since that rainy night, two years ago. You just went to the new tour of 3Racha, your favorite group and were heading back to your and Seungmin’s place.
He barely had time to lock the door before you were all over him, his hands held you by your waist and he guided you to your bedroom with his lips locked on yours, learning your lesson from the last times, you made sure to not let anything fragile visible or settled in low places, successfully reaching the room with no broken vases, Seungmin’s fingers rolled around the scarf you were wearing.
That Louis Vuitton scarf.
“You looked very pretty tonight…” He whispered, lips trailing on your neck, peppering little kisses on the sensitive skin, making you purr.
He pulled the scarf off and looked at you “But I bet I can make you look even prettier”
You leaned on your elbows and raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a smirk “How so?”
Seungmin smirked back, his hands pulling up your top and then working on taking your jeans off. The pieces got tossed somewhere and he licked his lips as his eyes roamed down your body, admiring the red lingerie, his cock twitched inside his pants.
He kissed you again, tongue slowly swirling with yours, hands caressing your sides and squeezing your hips, he loved how you'd squirm and arch against his palms. Seungmin grabbed your wrists, pulling your hands off of his hair and holding them together, he kneeled in between your legs and grabbed the scarf, after a quick glance at you, receiving an approval nod, he put the scarf around your pressed wrists and tied it up.
“It's it too tight?” He shoved a finger inside the space between the fabric and your skin, checking. Then he got the knot tighter.
You shook your head and he kissed you again. You tried to touch him, but groaned when you lifted your hands and noticed that wouldn’t be possible.
“Not yet, puppy. Let's have some fun, first” He teased you, biting down your lower lip and earning a moan.
He held your wrists about your head and gave it a tap, for you to stay like that while he took his time kissing your body, teeth lightly grazing against your sensitive spots, making you melt. Your bra was gone at some point and he kissed and sucked on your breasts, placing his leg between yours, he started pressing against your core, he pinched your nipple while his tongue swirled around the other, your moans sounding like music to him.
He licked his way down your stomach, and you grabbed on his hair when he pulled your panties off and dived into your heat, licking all over before wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves.
You moaned, pulling his strands, he gazed up at you, tongue darting out and flicking over, teasing you, his fingers encircled your entrance slowly, coating the pads before pushing inside. He thought you looked so beautiful, arching up, lips parted calling out his name while he pumped his fingers in and out of you while sucking on your clit.
“So good, Minnie… Don't stop”
Your hips bucked up, seeking for more, that tight feeling building up on your lower stomach, you were close and he noticed it, sucking more, preparing you for him, feeling how you clamped around his fingers.
“That's it baby, let it go for me” He curled his finger, caressing your sweet spot and still licking your clit. It became too much, and with a strangled cry out of his name, you came all over his lips and fingers.
The pull on his hair hurt, but he ignored it, still lapping at you as you came down from your high. His cock hurt too, confined under his clothes, desperate to be buried inside you. The thought of it made him groan and he pulled back, quickly getting rid of his clothes, a sigh of relief escaping his lips when he let his boxers pool down his ankles.
Your legs spread at the sight of him pumping his length and coming closer to you, clenching around nothing, he groaned.
“So beautiful…” He towered over you, putting your arms up again “So mine…” With a kiss, he pushed himself inside you in one swift move, swallowing your gasp of surprise.
“Forever yours, Minnie” You whispered after breaking the kiss and he started moving, using his free hand to support his body, thrusting slowly but deep inside you.
“That's right, forever mine, puppy” He punctuated each word with a thrust, each gasp and moan from you reminding him that it was real, you were his and would forever be this way.
He kissed and bit down your neck while he picked up the pace, letting go of your wrists and holding your hips down, keeping you in place. Not resisting the urge to have him close, you lowered your arms around his neck, making him chuckle.
“Clingy puppy…” He joked, kissing your lips.
Your moans got louder, you were getting close again, Seungmin slowly slid off from your embrace, you whined when he withdrew his cock.
“Shh, such needy little thing, don’t worry, I've got you…” He slid his fingers between your folds, playing with your clit, he lowered down, licking on your waist, he sucked the sensitive skin there until a red shade appeared.
Your legs started shaking while he nibbled a little down. Seungmin gaze went up, admiring you for a moment before he pulled back, flipping you in a swift move, you let out a muffled sound of surprise when your cheek came in contact with the pillow.
He held your hips a little up and placed a pillow under it.
“Perfect” His hand came down to your butt, smacking it and you moaned louder, making him twitch.
He wasted no time and laid down on top of you, his hand guiding his cock back inside, you felt delirious hearing his groans in your ear as he slid in so easily, the sounds of skin slapping against skin getting louder, just like your breathing and your moans.
“Fuck, Minnie…” You cried out when he angled his hips, reaching just the right spot, you moved back, meeting him at every thrust.
“Fuck y/n, you take me so well…” He looked down, smirking when you clenched around him and he fucked you harder.
His lips attached to your shoulder, nibbling lightly, he could tell you were going to come soon. You shivered feeling the lick trail up to your neck, his breath tingling your skin.
“Let go, baby…” He whispered, letting his fingers entangle on your hair.
“Minnie…” You cried out, you were so close.
“C'mon, I wanna see you make a mess again” He whispered, thrusting deep, his hand gently tugging on your hair, you clenched around him over and over until you exploded on his cock and on the sheets.
You barely heard his praise of how hot it was, but registered the slap he gave on your butt and how he kept abusing your core, seeking for his own release. He bit down his lower lip, trying and failing to hold back his moan as he was about to explode too, white ropes spilled on your thighs and even the sheets because he barely pulled out on time.
Seungmin collapsed by your side, panting, he reached out and pulled the fabric of the scarf, untying the knot he made and pulling you to lay on his chest, you were still shaking when laid your head on his chest, hearing his quick heartbeat, matching your own, a lazy and satisfied smile appearing on your face.
After calming down, he quickly got up and cleaned you both, before getting back into your original position.
Seungmin would never say it out loud, but there were a lot of nights he dreamed of nights like this. He caressed your hair, staring up at the ceiling, feeling his eyelids getting heavy.
“One kiss for your thoughts” You spoke after a while, your words brought him back from sliding into dreamland, he smirked, still with eyes closed, but noticing that your chin was resting on his chest and you were staring at him. Well, it was hard not to notice when you just poked his nostril.
“Just one kiss? Nah” He pulled your hand away and held it down.
“Fine, two kisses”
“Nuh nuh” He shook his head and he didn’t need to open his eyes to know you pouted.
“Okay, okay. A lava cake”
“Hmm, eating some lava cake would be good now, especially since I was just thinking about this report I need to finish and…”
“You’re thinking about work after what we did?” You smacked his arm and he laughed.
“No, puppy. I was just playing with you” He opened his eyes, staring into yours “I was thinking how lucky I am to finally have you”
Your heart fluttered, Seungmin wasn't the last romantic, he usually showed his love through actions and not words, but when he decided to speak, you always knew it was sincere.
“I'm the lucky one, Minnie. Thank you for not giving up on me” You laid down again, smiling.
“I'd never give you up, puppy. You were always mine, you just needed some time to figure it out…” He kissed your head, his words muffled against your hair, but you understood everything clearly.
He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight, enjoying the peaceful silence again as you both slowly drifted off to sleep.
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The Younger Kind Part 62 | Rooster x Reader
Summary: Bradley could tell how important it was to you, so he spent the morning after the wedding night helping you fill out adoption paperwork. Christmas was fast approaching, as was your next appointment, and he had never seen Noah so happy before. He'd never been this happy before either.
Warnings: pregnancy topics, swearing, smut, fluff, and age gap (18+)
Length: 5000 words
Pairing: Single dad!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x babysitter!female reader
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You spent the day after your wedding snuggled up on the couch with Bradley and Skittles, reading over the adoption paperwork one last time before signing everything. "You're officially Noah's stepmom now," Bradley whispered as you watched the swirl of ink from the pen turn into your signature. You still wanted to change your last name, but this was the most important thing to you. This was what you wanted the most right now.
"I just want to be his mom."
He kissed your ear, the deep rumble of his laughter making you smile. "You've been that for a while, Princess."
"Yeah, but for real though," you said, turning to look back at him as you sat perched on his lap. "Once this gets approved, which could still take weeks even though they will probably waive all of the inspection protocols, I'll change my last name. Then we can pay to have an updated adoption certificate where we all have the same last name."
He nodded and gently turned you to face him. "We'll drop your adoption paperwork off tomorrow with the county clerk. Tracy said it's all in order. And then we get to find out about this little one."
You kissed him while he caressed your belly. "And then it will be Christmas."
"Like my Christmas in July birthday party," he murmured against your lips. His mustache was rough and perfect, and soon he was untying the drawstring of your lounge pants. "You feel like giving me a few minutes of your time, Mrs. Bradshaw? Before our son gets home from Penny's?"
He helped you out of your pants and your underwear, and you whispered, "I guess this is our honeymoon," with a little laugh.
"Nah," he grunted as he yanked his sweatpants down until his thick cock was free and bobbing against his thigh. He met your eyes as you took him in both of your hands. "I already told you, we can go anywhere you want next year. Just me and you."
When you lined him up with your opening, you took him inch by inch listening to his deep groan as he slowly filled you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek as you felt yourself fluttering softly around him. "Is this okay?" you whispered without moving your hips, even though you could tell by his eyes that he loved it. "If we just do this for a few minutes?"
"Keep me warm, Princess."
You kissed your way from his lips to his mustache and along his jaw. He smelled and tasted so familiar, you never wanted to stop touching him. You never wanted his hands to stop their gentle exploration of your hips and belly. Your fingers found their way to his hair as you said, "We should get Noah a Christmas tree. We could put it in the corner next to the front window."
"Absolutely, Baby," he whimpered as you clenched softly while keeping yourself still. "We can pick out some presents for him, too."
You weren't sure how you already felt like you were going to come when you weren't even moving, but the desperation in his voice and the brush of his rough hairs against our clit were sending you there. "Let's get him a bike with training wheels," you moaned while he pulled your shirt up and over your head. "Watching you teach him how to ride it would be so hot, Daddy."
And what that, he scooped you up so gently and held you to his chest with his cock still buried deep. He eased you down onto the floor while you clung to him, and he set you down next to the snag in the area rug. His big body was pressed to yours, but you knew he'd never hurt you. The pressure was delicious, but it was never too much against your belly.
Bradley kissed your breasts, thrusting with deep, long strokes and holding your hands above your head. "Call me Daddy again."
"Daddy," you gasped as he pulled your nipple between his teeth before sucking on it. "You're my Daddy."
"Mmm, that's right," he rasped, kissing his way up to your lips. "And what does Daddy do for you?" You were panting, your arms pinned in place as he kept his thrusts even and steady. "Tell me."
"Anything I want!" you cried out, your gaze on the snagged rug as he pressed his mouth to your ear.
"Anything you want. Do you want to come?"
Your voice was lighter than air as you said, "Yes." Because you were already there. "Yes."
You came on his cock while he braced his hands on either side of your head, his face turning red as he fucked you a little faster. When you reached up to run your fingers along his cheek, still gripping him as you orgasmed, he kissed your wrist. "I love you, Mrs. Bradshaw."
You and he were still finishing when you heard a car door slam outside, and he was still inside your pussy when there was a knock on the front door. You started giggling as he whispered, "Perfect timing," before picking you up again. He set you down on your feet, scooped up your clothing and swatted at your rear end while his cum dripped down your thighs. "Go get dressed, and I'll let them in."
You pranced off toward the bedroom, calling out in a singsong voice, "Don't forget your cock is still hanging out."
"Thank you," he replied as you giggled more and made a pitstop in the bathroom. You could already hear Noah asking for you. You could hear him telling Bradley he made you macaroni art. You couldn't wait to adopt him.
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"You don't need me here. You know that, right?" Tracy asked as she cracked open a Red Bull and looked at the adoption paperwork.
You gave Bradley a miserable look as he collected you into his arms. You were nervous, afraid somebody would find something wrong with the forms you and he filled out together. So he called Tracy first thing on Monday morning and asked her to come to the clerk's office and look over everything. He offered to pay her double her hourly rate.
"I panicked," you whispered, barely loud enough for Bradley and Tracy to hear you. "I want this to go off without a hitch."
Tracy sighed and smiled softly. "Here, hold this," she said, thrusting her drink into Bradley's hand as she flipped through the pages. "You've got proof of marriage. Proof of citizenship. Proof of Noah's birth mother being incarcerated and losing custody of him." She looked up and added, "You're welcome for that one."
Bradley laughed in the quiet hallway before pulling himself together while you tried to cover his mouth. "Bradley, shh!"
"It's all in order," Tracy eventually said, handing the papers back to you and snatching up her Red Bull. "It's perfect."
"Thank you, Tracy," you whispered. Bradley watched you hug her while she tried not to spill the drink on her suit or on you, and his heart swelled with love. This was so important to you. Noah and he were both so important to you. He'd never been a priority like this before, not since his mom died. And now Noah was thriving with you in their lives.
"I brought my checkbook," he said, reaching to pull it out of the back pocket of his uniform pants. "Double for the hour?"
Tracy shook her head as you finally released her. "Consider it another wedding gift. And happy holidays."
You had tears in your eyes as she walked away. "We need to send her a case of Red Bull. Two cases. Three! Order them when you order Noah's bike."
"Okay," he laughed. "I will. Now let's hand this in so we can make it official as soon as possible."
You yanked open the door to the clerk's office and waited in the short line with Bradley right behind you. When you got to the front, you stated your name and what you were there for. "I want to adopt my stepson." The words were so important to you and to him, and your voice shook with emotion while the clerk collected the paperwork and your fingerprints. And that was it. Three minutes later, and you were in the parking lot with your arms wrapped around Bradley's neck.
"Are you okay, Baby?" he asked while you cried.
"Yeah," you said as your voice broke. "But I just want to go home and color my Princess book with Noah. I don't know if I can wait several weeks to hear back about this. I'll never make it."
He hooked his fingers under your chin and whispered, "Time will fly by. Tomorrow is a big day."
Your bright smile left him breathless. "We get to find out about the baby."
He nodded and guided you so your back was pressed to the Bronco. "I can't wait to find out if I'm painting the nursery blue or purple."
"Daddy," you laughed, bouncing in place a little bit. "Noah is going to be the best big brother either way."
"He can pass down your ants on logs recipe to number two," he whispered, and you laughed harder.
"He can teach the baby that only one of us can be trusted in the kitchen."
"I resent that," Bradley said with a smile as he leaned in close and kissed you as you giggled. "I need to get to work. You'll pick Noah up later?"
"Yes."
"And you'll start dinner?"
"Well I'm certainly not going to let you do it."
Bradley glared at you playfully. "I was going to suggest we take Noah to pick out a little spruce tree for the living room after we eat, but perhaps not."
"Perhaps yes!" you insisted. "It's happening!"
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You barely slept on Monday night, too excited by the smell of the fresh tree in the living room and the excitement bubbling up inside you whenever you thought about your appointment. You curled up in Bradley's arms, enjoying the warmth he always gave you, and you let him sleep while you thought about raising two kids in this perfect house.
As soon as your alarm chimed, you were shaking your husband awake and straddling his hips. "Daddy. It's baby day!"
He squeezed his eyes shut tighter and grimaced in response. "What time is it?"
"Time to go see the baby," you whispered loudly, and now Skittles was up and pawing at the bed. "Come on."
"You know," he groaned, "for someone who doesn't care if we're having a boy or a girl, you're really excited right now."
"I just want to know," you whined, leaning down to kiss him along his stubble. "And then we can decorate the tree and order presents online later."
Bradley sat up with you all over him. "I don't even have any decorations for the tree, Baby."
You weren't deterred in the least. "Noah and I are going to make them. And I guess you can help, too."
"Your generosity amazes me," he whispered before kissing you so well, you wanted to push him back down onto the bed, but you pulled away instead.
"Stop trying to distract me. Let's get Noah ready so we can go."
When the three of you eventually dropped him off at preschool, you greeted Casey with a bright smile. She only focused on Noah and Bradley, but you didn't even care about her shitty attitude anymore. "Have a nice day, Casey!" You managed to get a scowl in return.
Bradley chuckled as you yanked him back to the Bronco. "Why did you have to instigate with her?"
"I was being nice!" you insisted as he started driving to your appointment. "It's not entirely her fault that you're hot and Noah is sweet. The Bradshaw boys are tempting."
He shook his head and said, "The Bradshaw boys are a mess. Or we were. Not anymore, I suppose." Your husband reached for your hand while he drove. You played with his fingers, absolutely buzzing with excitement. You had to keep reminding yourself that he'd already been through all of these things before when Meredith was pregnant with Noah, but he surprised you when he parked at the medical complex.
"Let's go, Daddy," you said, shoving his hand back at him so you could climb out, but he held on tight. When you looked back at him, his face looked serious. "What's wrong?"
All he said was, "Thank you." When you shrugged and scooted closer to him with a puzzled look on your face, he added, "Thank you for never shutting me out."
You didn't ask him to elaborate. You knew he'd been underappreciated in the past, and you'd grown enough to realize that you had been as well. Part of the appeal of being with an older man was knowing you were valued, and that was never going to change. But he surprised you again when you checked in for your appointment with his arm wrapped around your lower back, because he leaned in and whispered, "I wasn't there for Noah's anatomy scan. This is... I guess... I didn't realize how much shit I missed out on with him until this time around."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
As a nurse led you up to the exam room, he said, "I'm telling you now, Princess. Every day with you is exciting, because you let me show you how much I love you. How much I love all three of you."
There were still some tears in your eyes as Bradley stood next to you, holding your hand while the technician performed the scan. You were mesmerized by the images of tiny hands and feet on the monitor that was mounted to the wall. The soft shape of your baby moving around slightly was almost too much for your heart to handle, but then you were asked the question, "Do you want to know the sex?"
You looked up at Bradley, and you kept your eyes focused on him. "Go ahead, Daddy," you coaxed as he brushed his thumb along your knuckles.
"Yeah," he rasped, voice deep with excitement. "We want to know."
His brown eyes lit up as you heard the words, "It's a girl." Then your husband's lips came crashing to yours while you were still processing everything. A little girl? First you got to be around to raise Noah, and you got to have a little girl, too?
"Bradley," you gasped when he released your lips. "A girl."
He was nodding, impossibly handsome in his uniform as his smile grew wider. "A purple nursery is it. She's gonna love the color just like her Mommy." You pulled him in for another kiss and another one, and you weren't sure why you thought you couldn't do this. You could handle anything with this man.
"I can't wait to tell Noah," you told him as tears blurred your vision.
Bradley kissed your forehead. "Can we tell him tonight? After I get home from work?"
"That would make me so happy."
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You were bubbling with excitement when Bradley got home that evening, and it was clearly rubbing off on Noah. The house smelled like dinner and fresh baked cookies, and there was already a strand of colorful lights on the Christmas tree. There was even some music playing. The area rug was littered with colorful bits of construction paper and two pairs of scissors, and in an instant, Bradley had you and his son in his arms while Skittles barked for attention.
"Can we tell him?" you asked softly, pushing Noah's hair back from his forehead. "I want to tell him."
Your eyes were bright, and you looked so young with your bump pressed to Bradley's hip. "You don't want to wait until after dinner?" he teased, already knowing he'd agree to anything you said. A little pout found your lips, and he kissed it away.
"I want us to tell him now," you said, chasing him for another kiss. "Please?"
Bradley scooped Noah up into his arms, and he pointed at the tree. "Mommy let me pick the colorful lights, because we are making colorful decorations." Then Bradley noticed that there were already a few construction paper candy canes and gingerbreads tucked into the tree branches.
"Looks good, Bub," he said, kissing his son's cheek before sinking down to the floor amidst the mess with Noah on his lap. He looked up at you and patted his thigh as he said, "Mommy wants to tell you something special."
You sucked in a breath as your eyes went wider, and Bradley helped you down onto the floor at his side. "You want me to tell him?" you asked, one hand coming to rest on his thigh as you brushed your fingers along Noah's cheek. Bradley looked at his son who was always well loved and happy now; he had a dad who was trying his best and a mom who more than made up the deficit.
"Yeah. You tell him, Princess."
"What?" Noah asked, his brown eyes reflecting the multicolored lights. "What, Mommy?"
You bit your lip and made an adorable noise before you said, "Sweet Noah, remember how we said this week was an exciting one because I'm going to adopt you? Well it's even more exciting, because we found out a few hours ago that the baby is a girl. You'll have a little sister soon!"
He stared at you for a beat before looking at Bradley, and then he asked, "Can we make her a crown, too?"
"Oh," you whispered, tears filling your eyes as you reached for him. "That's a great idea." Bradley carefully handed Noah to you and then watched you snuggle him in your arms. "What color do you think she would like?"
As Bradley stood up, Noah flipped through the stack of paper and said, "Probably red, so she knows we love her."
"That's perfect," you told him, but then you looked up at Bradley. "Where are you going?"
"I'll be right back. You two get started on her crown."
Bradley went right to his bedroom and plucked your worn out purple paper crown from the bedpost. It took him a minute of hunting, because they always seemed to end up all over the house, but eventually he found the other two crowns in Noah's room. When he returned to the living room, everything just made sense. There was a smaller red crown in Noah's hands, and you were carefully taping it together.
"Perfect," you crooned, kissing the top of his head as he held it up to show Bradley.
"I have an idea, Bub," he said, setting the green crown on his own head and the purple one on yours. After placing the yellow one on Noah's head, he scooped him up and reached for your hand. "Let's decorate the tree with it since your sister can't wear it yet."
With your cheek resting on his chest and your hand rubbing his abs, Bradley held Noah up high enough that he was able to set the crown on the top of the tree where a star would traditionally belong. But he liked this so much better. He'd take crowns and babysitters over stars any day.
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You and Noah were so excited for Christmas, it was ridiculous. Even though it was nearly seventy degrees in San Diego, you made mugs of hot chocolate and blasted Christmas carols through the house on Christmas Eve. The tree was absolutely covered in ornaments, some store bought but most homemade. You kept playing YouTube videos of snow, which Noah had never seen in real life, and you convinced Bradley to take you both back to Big Bear Lake in January.
Nat and Javy stopped by with a pile of presents for Noah along with some baby girl clothing that had you melting as soon as you unwrapped it. Tomorrow morning, the three of you would be heading over to spend the day with Mav, Penny and Amelia, but tonight was just for the three of you.
Bradley had already assembled Noah's bike and used an entire roll of wrapping paper to cover it, and while you took Noah to the kitchen to decorate the cookies you made, he carried it out to put it under the tree along with the collection of coloring books, colored pencils and crayons you bought for him. There were a few other gifts for him as well, but you and Bradley agreed not to exchange gifts with each other. He already spent every day of the year spoiling you, and you didn't need or want anything anyway. You already had it all.
"I need a hot chocolate refill," Bradley said, popping into the kitchen with his Noah's Dad mug in one hand and a smug smile on his face. "And then we can open presents."
"More presents?!" Noah asked, nearly dropping a cookie onto the floor as he scrambled down from his chair.
"More presents," Bradley confirmed. "You ready?"
Noah left the two of you in the dust which gave you a few seconds to wrap your arms around your husband's neck and press your ever growing belly against him. "Thanks for letting me spoil Noah with your credit card," you whispered, letting your fingers trail down his chest until they were slipping into the waistband of his sweatpants. "Maybe later you'll let me spoil you?"
His smirk grew. "Oh, that's what I'm counting on, Baby."
"Mommy!" Noah shouted, and you pulled Bradley along with you by the drawstrings on his pants. "Look!"
When you walked into the living room, he was holding up a wrapped gift in each hand. Once you were settled on the couch with Skittles on your lap, Bradley joined Noah on the floor with his mug. "Go ahead and open them up, Bub."
You watched him tear into the paper while Bradley rooted around under the tree. Noah was holding up each coloring book and commenting on the themes as Bradley picked up a small, purple box and set it down next to your thigh.
"What's this?"
He licked his lips and gave you a very innocent expression as he said, "Why don't you go ahead and open it and find out?"
It took you a few seconds to untie the little ribbon, and then you lifted the lid from the box and gasped as Noah moved on to unwrap his bike. "Daddy," you whispered, running your fingers along the shiny treat he bought for you, knowing full well that he'd enjoy it, too.
"You like it?" His voice was raspy and needy as you tipped the box a little bit to the side, and then you had to stifle a moan.
"I do," you told him, letting the heavy, stainless steel butt plug roll onto your palm. Mrs. Bradshaw was inscribed on the base.
Your heart was skipping around in your chest as you met his big, brown eyes. "You gonna spoil me, Princess?"
"As soon as Noah goes to bed."
After that, it didn't take long before Bradley was hauling him off to bed with the promise that he could try out his new bike first thing in the morning before leaving for Penny's house.
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Your best gift came after Christmas. It was two days into the new year when you were on your way home from work and got a phone call from the county clerk's office. In your excitement, you had to pull over so you didn't wreck when you heard the words, "You can come in to see the judge and have your adoption of Noah Bradshaw finalized."
"Bradley!" you screamed when you finally got home. He and Noah were already working on undecorating the tree, and now he had a panicked look on his face.
"What happened?" he asked, meeting you at the door and reaching for your belly.
"We're fine," you insisted loudly, scrambling into his arms as you shook from excitement. "I just got a phone call, and Noah's mine! He's really going to be mine!"
"Yeah?" Bradley asked as a smile bloomed across his face. "We're going to see the judge?"
"On Thursday!" you shrieked.
"This week?"
"This week!"
When Noah tried to reach for you as tears slid down your cheeks, Bradley picked him up. "Why are you crying, Mommy?" he asked, worry creasing his brow.
You kissed him and whispered, "Because I love you so much."
And that's exactly how you stood on Thursday afternoon, with Bradley next to you and Noah in his arms while you signed so many papers in front of the judge. Each swipe of the pen brought you a little bit closer to where you wanted to be, and when you reached the final sheet, your fingers shook. There was a little blot of ink next to your name, and you smiled down at it before pushing the papers across the table and looking expectantly at the judge.
He signed his own name a few times, handed everything over to someone else and then declared you Noah's legal guardian and parent. You let yourself sob against Bradley while you held Noah's small hand in yours. This is where you belonged. This is where you felt safe. This was your family.
"It's official," you whispered to Noah, your voice raw from emotion. "I'm your Mommy."
Bradley kissed the top of your head half a dozen times and said, "You've been Noah's Mommy for months, Baby. Collect that piece of paper so we can go home."
You would have framed it, because it meant that much to you. And there was a chance you still would. But not yet. You needed to have it with you when you took Noah to preschool on your way to work a few weeks later. You left with plenty of time to spare so you'd be able to savor every moment. The baby was squirming around like crazy as you walked into the lobby with Noah's hand tucked into yours, and that's when you saw Casey.
"Good morning," you said brightly, and she tried her best to ignore you as she set the clipboard down for you to sign. You scribbled your brand new name on the line, kissed Noah's cheek, and then you watched her lead him inside to his classroom where he started to hang up his bag.
When Casey returned to find you were still there with your left hand resting on your belly, her eyes fell to your rings. They were stunning, and you knew it. She was jealous that you married Bradley, and you knew it.
"What do you need?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
You smiled. "I need to fill out a second set of paperwork for Noah."
Casey rolled her eyes. "No. You don't. His dad's paperwork will still suffice. You're already listed as someone who is allowed to drop his son off and pick him up."
"Oh, but he's my son, too," you replied immediately, and you were met with stony silence. "I have the adoption paperwork here to prove it. And also, you'll need to update my last name in your records. It's Bradshaw now. I have the paperwork to prove that, too."
Without a single word, Casey pulled a new set of registration paperwork for you to fill out, and you took your time, standing there on the other side of the counter, neatly writing every last word. You hummed while you filled in your marital status and said, "It's funny how it turned out, huh? I started out as just the babysitter. What a wild world. But now you can call me Mrs. Bradshaw when you see me."
Her cheeks were bright red as you signed your name on the last sheet, gave her a bland look and added, "I'll be back to pick up my son later today." And then you walked outside into the cool January sunlight, and you really did feel like a Princess even without your crown on.
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Bradley pulled his Bronco into his driveway, smiling at the sight of his son's bike parked crooked on the porch and the chalk art covering the walkway. His mind felt so much calmer than it had just a year ago, because he wasn't constantly rushing around, and he knew what he was going to find when he opened the door.
Armed with pizza, a salad, and a decaf coffee with Mrs. Bradshaw written on the side, he walked in and was greeted by Skittles running to him. Then he saw you and Noah sitting on the floor together, your back leaning against the couch. You had Noah cradled against your belly, his hands and ear pressed against your shirt.
"Daddy!" he called out. "She's kicking!"
"Yeah?" Bradley asked with a smile, setting everything on the TV stand before dropping down to the carpet.
You reached for his hand as he crawled over, and he let you place it high on your belly. "Feel her?" you whispered, almost like you were afraid to break the magic that you'd somehow cast on all of them. There she was, moving around just like the previous night and last week. Bradley would never tire of this feeling.
He curled up with Noah, unwilling to move until his daughter wore herself out. Your fingers combed gently through his hair, and even Noah didn't seem in much of a rush to get to his dinner while his tiny sister was making him giggle. Every day was practically perfect now because of you, and it was just going to keep getting better. He looked up at your beautiful face and said, "You're the best thing that ever happened to us, Princess."
"I know, Daddy."
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Omg, this family makes me so happy! Noah is thriving, and he's going to have a baby sister. Bradley is such a Daddy, and Princess is entering Mommy era for real. Up next is the EPILOGUE. I can't thank you enough, especially if you have been here reading since last MARCH! Big thanks to @beyondthesefourwalls
PART 63
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𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)



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tags n warnings: songfic, spy!reader, sexual tension, dangerous situations lol. word count: 833 masterlist
Midnight. Miami's neon lights painted your face in kaleidoscopic hues, glinting off the sleek curves of Tangerine’s Lamborghini as it zipped through the city.
You had met him mere hours ago on a train bound for Miami, and every instinct screamed to stay sharp. The mission was clear: eliminate the twins who had a reputation for leaving fifty bodies in their wake in a single day. Tangerine and Lemon—were almost laughable, but their efficiency as professional killers wasn’t. You’d been warned about their paranoia and the scars they wore like trophies. And yet, as you locked eyes with Tangerine on that train, something shifted.
You were supposed to strike when the opportunity arose, but he’d derailed your focus with that infuriating charm. By the time the train pulled into the city, you found yourself climbing into his car instead of finishing the job. A reckless, foolish decision for someone nicknamed Cherry.
Now, with his hand resting casually on your thigh, you were careening through the city on a joyride with a man you were meant to kill.
The radio played Perfect by One Direction, the plauful rhythm setting the perfect backdrop for the chaos of the night. You leaned halfway out of the car, arms lifted to the skyline, your laughter blending with the wind as your body swayed to the beat.
Tangerine’s amused chuckle cut through the music. “You’re gonna fall, love!” he yelled, his hand squeezing your thigh playfully to coax you back into the seat.
“This is my favorite part!” you protested, singing along at the top of your lungs.
“You’re a fucking free spirit, Cherry,” he remarked, mustache twitched with his smile, blue eyes glinting in the vivid glow of passing neon lights.
“If I weren’t, I wouldn’t be here with a man whose real name I don’t even know,” you teased, stealing a sidelong glance at him. “For all I know, you could be a serial killer.”
He scratched at the stitches on his forehead, his grin widening. “Funny. I was thinking the same about you.”
“Oh, please,” you scoffed. “I don’t even drive.”
“And yet, here you are, jumping into strange cars without hesitation. You know who else did that? Dahmer.”
“Wrong,” you countered, smirking. “He gave the rides. So, technically, you’re the one playing his role.”
He laughed, shaking his head. “Alright, you’ve got me. I’m the dangerous one.”
The irony wasn’t lost on either of you. He didn’t know how right he was—or how dangerous you could be.
“Where are you headed, anyway?” he asked, lowering the volume on the radio to hear your answer.
“Dunno,” you replied, leaning back in the seat with a sly smile. “Your place?”
His laughter was low and warm, filling the air like a soft hum. “Well, f' your information, I don’t live here,” he said, his voice dipping into a teasing drawl.
“Oh.” You feigned disappointment before grinning. “Then let’s find somewhere fun.”
He gave you a long, lingering look, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “I know just the place.”
The vehicle pulled up to a hotel that was dripping in opulence. The kind of place where millionaires met to trade secrets and billionaires conspired to make them irrelevant. You stepped out, your heels clicking against marble so polished it gleamed under the light of crystal chandeliers.
Tangerine handed you a stack of cash without a second thought. “I’ve gotta make a call. Get yourself a drink or whatever you like.”
You blinked at the wad of bills in your hands. “How much money do you carry around, exactly?”
Sloppy. Can't you just stop being so obvious?
“Enough,” he said with a shrug, his phone buzzing in his hand. “Oh, hey, Lemon,” he added, stepping away to answer.
Lemon. You felt your stomach knot.
But instead, you walked toward the bar. The sprawling array of top-shelf liquor looked more like a museum exhibit than a menu. You lingered over your options, feigning indecision while grappling with your own.
When Tangerine returned, he slipped his phone into his pocket, smoothing back his curls as he sauntered over. “You get anything?”
You held up your glass. “Soda.”
His laugh was loud and unguarded, catching the attention of the bartender. “You? The woman who gets into strange cars, sings like she’s on stage, and waltzes into a place like this in a tiny red dress—you order soda?”
“I like to remember everything,” you replied, crossing your legs as you leaned back in your chair. “Drunken fun isn’t my thing.”
His eyes softened in a way that made your chest tighten. “That’s smart. Honestly, I don’t drink when I’m working either.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Working?”
His grin was devilish, his voice low as he replied, “Seducing you. Isn't it working?”
And for the first time since you’d taken on the mission, you hesitated. “No doubt about it.” Grinning as Tangerine drove you to his room and hell yeah. He was all he promised. Perfect for you.
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Tony keeps in touch with Harley post IM3.
Tony hacks into Harley's school to see what his grades are and it not clocking that he could literally just ask about it.
Tony keeping up with the Keener’s via twice monthly phone calls that turn into weekly ones that turn into Tony and Mrs. Keener texting back and forth.
Tony invites the kid to visit during a school break where they both just tinker with things. Harley is nervous at first until they meet up again and they start snarking back and forth.
At least one minor fire or explosion happens. If asked, neither know what started it. (Tony was wiring a gauntlet and Harley jokingly called him Dad when Tony told him he had to do his homework.)
The Keener’s visit for a week in the summertime, Tony has bought the lake house earlier to have a place away from people. Mrs. Keener and Pepper get along pretty well and both the kids like Pepper, so Tony counts it as a win.
Tony offers to pay for Harley and his sister's education and Mrs. Keener took him up on it because there was no way she’d be able to afford to send both her kids to college unless one of them got a free ride and Tony shows he cares by spending money and making sure those he cares about are safe and comfortable.
Harley spends the summer before his freshman year of high school with Tony. Tony finds a used classic car and they spend the summer rebuilding it and upgrading the engine to run clean.
Tony finds Spider-Man and finds out he’s a year older than Harley. Tony panics because here’s another kid genius but this one's in way over his head and will stay in over his head regardless of if he has support or proper equipment. Tony decides that no one else is gonna help this kid and give him as much protection as he could if he built him a suit, so he does just that.
Tony finds out about Midtown through Peter and approaches Mrs. Keener with an opportunity for Harley. (It's a genius school and it's practically a feeder to MIT, it'll be great.) Harley moves into the tower that Tony has kept here because he has reason to stay in the city.
Tony is a lot better at dealing with a kid because he's been hanging out with Harley so long, so he invites Peter over to meet Harley and have lab time.
Harley just quips “so you’re my replacement?” to Peter and Peter immediately panicking and stuttering over himself while Harley howls with laughter.
Harley helps Peter learn to be more comfortable around Tony by roasting Tony for twenty straight minutes and after a month of lab days enlists Peter's help in making a program for FRIDAY to blast Barbie Girl when Tony has spent 24 hours or more in the lab.
Peter asks Harley to hang out with Ned outside of lab days. The three of them end up building a LEGO Deathstar and have drawn up the plans to be able to make it hover the next lab day.
Peter and Harley become thick as thieves and get to the point of that weird twin telepathy especially when it comes to being sassy.
One school break the three of them didn't go outside for the first four days, just spending most of the time in the lab so Pepper comes in and orders them to go outside for once my god Tony. Take them to your favorite burger place, I don't care, just be outside.
This leads to the three of them getting Pap'd. ("Yeah, I was out to lunch with my two interns, what's the matter with that?" is the quote above a picture of him laughing as the two boys pretend their straw wrappers are mustaches.)
This leads Tony to realize that he hadn't actually gotten the boys registered as his interns and remedies this immediately. (with backpay into a trust for each of them(Harley already gets an allowance, Tony has no idea how much is the proper amount to give to a 14 year old, and so usually gives him a few of whatever bills are in his wallet.))
Tony decides that now that they're officially employees of SI, that means they get to check out the place and so brings them down to R&D where everybody is immediately charmed by Peter and amused by Harley. The boys end up talking to the interns on the floor while Tony discusses the latest StarkPad.
One lab day both Harley and Peter look exhausted but Peter still showed up for lab time so they make their way there. Tony takes one look at them and asks FRIDAY to scan them, they both have fevers and he herds them into his living room.
Tony orders all the cold remedies he can think of to be brought up to the penthouse. Tony instructs the boys to pick a movie while he gathers blankets and dumps them on the boys.
Tony frantically texting Harley's mom and May asking them what he should do I've never taken care of a sick kid before, there are two of them, what do I do??
May asks Tony if Peter can stay the night because she's working a double that she can't get out of. He says yes if she can tell him what to do for sick kids because Harley's mom hasn't been able to respond.
Tony ends up joining the boys on the couch after forcing each of them to take cold medicine and thrusting a bowl of chicken noodle soup into each of their hands. Tony's in between the boys.
Over the course of WALL-E each boy begins to sag eventually trapping Tony on the couch. He's got one drooling in his shoulder and another drooling on his thigh. He asks FRIDAY to take several pictures before going back to his work on his StarkPad.
This starts Peter staying over whenever May is working night shifts. Then staying over every other weekend. Then Tony invites May and Peter to go on vacation to the lake house for a few days in the summer.
The Keener family is also present and May, Pepper and Mrs. Keener get on like a house on fire. Peter loves playing with Abbie with Harley. Three group chats are made that day. The adults in a co-parenting chat, the ladies in an exasperated with our geniuses chat and the kids in a sass and meme chat.
Just, Tony becomes a dad to two brilliant boys (and maybe one of the boy's baby sisters too depending how you want to write her).
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