#good morning it's a random tuesday and im posting? on my writing blog? a drabble? that I wrote?

[thotantics]

✦ genre — drabble, pwp, smut, jk/fem reader, established relationship

✗ warnings  — pegging, noona kink, cumming too soon, jeongguk is subby, and whiny, and needy, and a very good boy

✎ words — 1k

[A/N] i havent posted anything original here in approximately 1,000 millennia IM SO SORRY IM LIKE THIS but something literally possessed me today and this just? came out. :| all on it's own. so i figured i'd just fucken share it since all my other wip's are multi-chaptered and ive hit a wall with them flskjdf enjoy!! 🤙

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You can see him in the mirror. As with seemingly everything he attempts, he's doing so well with this exciting new endeavor of his. He'd been watching it in porn actively after stumbling across it, long before you ever met. He was shy about it, unsure, a little embarrassed. The sex had always been good and experimental, fun, mutual. He was so good at everything, there was nothing you weren't willing to try. But you had to admit, the very idea of watching him squirm for you like this had been immediately appealing when the subject was first breached.

"You love this." You cooed down to him, watching his expression change, the smile lifting one corner of his lips into a boyish smirk, eyes still shut in bliss. Your left hand smooths down his back, slick with sweat already, his muscles tense and twitching at the touch until you're gripping him by his left cheek, tense and firm, and you squeeze.

"Don't you?" You ask him softly. You need to hear it. He's done so well, but you have to hear it. Gently, your hips shift. It isn't a motion your body is immediately familiar with, so you're gentle to start, and the smirk drops from his lips on a ragged gasp, brows knitting, and he drops his chin down to his chest as he replies.

"Fuck yes, don't stop...it feels so good inside me, noona!"

Smiling brightly at his bowed reflection in the full-length mirror by the closet, your eyes then flicker down to where the adorable little pink dildo fit into the contraption around your hips was sitting snug inside Jeongguk's ass. He'd taken the 5 inch sparkly thing so well, lubed up and clenching, even though he blushed the entire time and couldn't stop moaning or laughing as you prepped him for it. Lots of kisses. Lots of fingers and tongue and whimpers and whines.

You reach around his hip with your right hand and find his cock, twitching hard in your grip as you lean into him with your pelvis, pressing deep as you can get. He gasps again and his eyes shoot open and meet yours in the mirror.

"Holy shit, I'm gonna cum!" It's almost comical, the look of shock on his face as he declares this, and you giggle and squeeze with both hands now, a fist full of his ass in one and his leaking cock in the other.

"Cum when you wanna." You tell him, "This is for you, baby."

"You haven't even fucked me properly," He's blushing again, keeping himself up on one hand and using his right to drag yours away from his cock, twitching with sensitivity, "I don't want to cum yet."

Your lips find his pulse as you lean over him, kissing and soothing and tasting across his skin to the back of his neck, the hard pane of muscles that bunch between his shoulder blades, bending and kissing low down his spine as you can reach without pulling your hips away from the way you're pressed so snug against him.

"We can make it last long as you want." You assure him, "I love this, too."

"Really?" A fleeting smile, one he hides by ducking his head again, but he's so cute on his hands and knees like this that you could go for hours, if he wanted you to. Instead, he's hopeful and embarrassed at the same time as he asks you, "Can you fuck me, noona? Slow...I want to feel you move inside me so bad, but I don't want to cum yet..."

"Anything, baby," You coo, hands smoothing down his back until you can grip his tiny waist, eyes flaring at the way he's built so perfect for something like this - for holding, and stroking, and pleasing. "You're so good for me, Jeongguk. I'll give you anything you want."

Slowly, you find a rhythm working the strap-on into your boyfriend. It's a little bit awkward, the jerky movements of you both as he's a bit resistant and you're both a little fearful, but there was never any pain. Never any gasps of discomfort. Only a pleasant stretch and an even pleasanter fullness, followed by the most pleasant friction of all. You know it well, your body finds it easily after the first couple of fumbled strokes, but it's there between you, as ever, simple and new and exciting and so, so good.

You're still going slowly, however, as requested, testing different angles, leaning back a bit or draping over his sweaty back to kiss his cheek and his neck, but he's beginning to squirm under you more and more, so you keep your spine straight and you lean with your hips, and hold tight to his slick skin, fingers digging into his shoulders to keep him still, keep him against you while you fuck the pink dildo into him.

"Harder," Jeongguk pleads, "I can take it, I want it, please please plea-oh, fuck! Fuck!"

Your hips snap quicker mid sentence to give him what he wants and yet again, his eyes fly open and briefly meet your own in the mirror before he's trailing them all over the scene - watching you watch him, watching his cock bob under him, spilling cum on the sheets, your body thrusting and grinding and slapping against his ass. He arches his back and takes it in deeper, and his eyes squeeze shut as he cums way sooner than what he wanted to.

"Fuck." He curses, annoyed for a moment before you pet his back with a laugh and he lets himself smile ruefully.

"We can always do it again." You remind him, "Anytime, baby."

"Really?" He winces as you slip the toy free from his hole, and you tumble to the bed together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and kisses. "You don't mind?" He asks, to be sure.

"I liked it a lot." You assure him easily, "It turned me on even more than I thought."

"Oh yeah?" His hand dips down to the toy, fingers skimming past the strap that tucks under you and feels the wetness pooling there. He hums appreciatively, lips on your neck, "Maybe we can try another position next time." He muses.

"Like what?" You smile, letting him push you over onto your back and his hips part your thighs to make room for his body, all hard, bulky muscles and after-tremors from his sudden, intense release moments ago.

He sits back on his heels and, with your strap bobbing in the air, shoves your legs back to expose your sex. His cock is only half hard but it's enough that, coupled with your slickness, he presses inside of you easily.

"Like this," He grins down at you. "I want you to fuck me like this next time." He pulls your thighs until you're settled hard against him and he fucks you with the dildo bobbing between you, laughing, his hand gripping it and anchoring himself to slam into you harder and deeper, just the way he wants you to do to him next time.

[harringroveficarchive]

(these are just to start because oh boy i’ve got like nearly 3 years of harringrove fics saved on my blog) when i have some more time i plan to deep dive more and go through the accounts i know have several tumblr fics but here’s what i have for now:

from lymricks (newest > oldest):

1. Steve walks into the hospital that first day, bandaged up and bruised.

2. Steve comes home with pizza on a Tuesday early evening.

3. “They won’t,” Steve is telling him. “You’re being ridiculous, just come on–”

4. Anonymous asked: Can I share with you the joy that is the idea of iceskater!Steve and hockeyplayer!Billy

5. 87. “Love you? Don’t make me laugh.”

6. “This,” Billy tells him, looking supremely bored as he says it, even though Steve can see his urge to shy away in the tension of his jaw, his shoulders, “Is really fucking stupid, Harrington.”

7. electric-177 asked: hi!! absolutely adore your writing!! it’s so good! for the Kiss Prompt (if you wanna) could you do 24 for Harringrove? thank youuuu xxx

8. a tiny little thing for @flippyspoon who in this post said “OR BILLY WHO DIDN’T SAVE THEM BUT DIDN’T HURT THEM EITHER” bc I love that sentence with my whole soul

9. 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.” (i believe there is a pt 2 on ao3 though!)

10. Billy almost never stays the night, but last night it was raining so hard…

11. Anonymous asked: ‘good morning cruel world’ sounds like something Billy would say

12. comfortable in the dark

13. At 2am, Billy cracks one eye open and looks at Harrington, who’s sprawled across the bed with his arm thrown over his eyes.

14. Harrington says, “It’s cool,” and “I’m into it,” and “Let’s just keep this quiet, man,” and then he lets Billy slide to his knees and he gets his fingers in Billy’s hair…

15. cleaning up bottles with you

16. It’s morning and it’s raining and Billy wakes up from a nightmare feeling weird as fuck. 

17. With permission from @wasting-time-again​ and @women-seem-wicked​, I did a thing.

18. Anonymous asked: Ohhh if you’re still doing prompts, 45 with some pre/budding-harringrove?

19. Steve blinks awake on a Saturday morning and stares at the clock.

20. Anonymous asked: first kiss prompts?? I would love a first kiss that happens a little bit after they’ve become friends…

21. transharrington asked: ooooh what about that #64 on the drabble prompts 2 thingy??

22. Anonymous asked: 34 or 69?

23. Anonymous asked: “Take my jacket. It’s cold outside” for the writing prompts 💞

24. Anonymous asked: hiii i’ve been feeling really sad and lonely and anxious and i’m not sure i can ask for fic but im really dying for some hurt/comfort right now :(((

25. Anonymous asked: ooohh prompts! 62, 73, or 83?

26. Anonymous asked: #45!! ❤

27. Anonymous asked: Here is a prompt if you’re into it: Max/Billy bonding with possible Harringrove on the side. Maybe some angst involved?? Who knows??

28. 76. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” for @allegra-dreams <3

29. ohmybgosh asked: 23! :D

30. introvertia asked: #3!

31. Anonymous asked: Super vague Harringrove prompt ideas: Modern! Harringrove, possibly where Steve meets Billy’s ex?

and some randoms i found recently:

from grabmyboner: Do u think Steve conditioners his pubes

from hoppnhorn: She’s not stupid, she knows that Billy Hargrove is bad news. and It’s not often that Billy bends over and asks for it. 

saucy snippet from awickedplacelikethis on an old nsfw doodle i did x

from xxcaribbean: Billy knew about pregnancy. Knew it was an option for most except for him.

from letshargroovetonight: Have we ever talked about ‘the boys of summer’ being like the best pining!steve song ever?? Like. What if he goes to visit billy in California. and hhhhh

(hope this is ok! let me know if you guys need me to change anything in the future when i send more of these!)