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#gosh i miss love live#konoe kanata#kanata konoe#kanata icons#kanata layouts#love live nijigasaki#love live#love live!#love live icons#love live layouts#nijigaku#nijigasaki#anime messy layouts#messy layouts#manga messy layouts#yoimita
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scrolled a little too far back on mogetwt and found pure gold:
#i miss mitsumona⌠i love asumona y e s but mitsumona~~~~~~~~~~~~~~#âwhere were you when this part of idol sengen was being serialised?â trapped outside due to regionlock s o b s#man⌠looking at idol sengen on piccoma again like. gosh. 7.9 million hearts/likes so trueeeee#which do you think weâll get first: mitsuki mv (a la gijirenai) or idol sengen s2?#the crumbs we get of her in mona mvs isnt enoughhhhhhhh aaaaa#even a 1 image mv would do!!! just give us a tiny bit more of her plsssss#i wanna know what made mona such a huge fan of hers~~~~~~~#though. the way mona specifies that she only likes girl idols will forever be funny to me#she really canât care less about lxl huh⌠so true of her tbh#girl idols are a m a z i n g (<-weakling who tears up while watching love live live recordings)#like. man. props to the casting directors or sth bc. m a n their stage presence is unreal for idol vas#like waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa if you told me the vas were idols themselves id believe you#rkk was so cute. and aik.yan was super cool (esp during her solo) a n d ain.ya was both cute and cool and!!!!!!!!!#but um!!!! i digress!!!! anyways stan girl idols (esp mona) lxl w h oâ#i think iâll forever be envious of those whoâll be able to watch nan.suâs mona oneman live though⌠no foreigners allowed (how sad)âŚ#though yâall should def check out some of nan.suâs other songs!! her powerful songs are so cool (imo)âŚ#but i think sheâs actually really good at singing songs with cheering/chanting portions lmfaooo the monachan lives on#i think hw should give mona more cool-ish songs though⌠let nan.su show off her range!!!#though. while im on the topic. i think sena should have cool songs too. narumi sisters cool song p l s s s s s#(bc my hot take over here is that hw doesnât let their vas show off their full range *c o u g h s* i m e a nâ)#what am i even on anymore h e l p started on mitsumona ended up in narumi sisters cool song desiresâŚ#anyways!!!! stream silent sword (both the og by ama.miya sora and the cover by nan.su) thatâs all goodbye
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For those of you who missed it on Saturday, here's the full video of the unsettling (but extremely cool) way Phil was officially invited to the QSMP.
#Philza#Phil#QSMP#MCYT#I genuinely love that one of Phil's first reactions is ''can I see Kristin can I go visit my wife in Minecraft?'' I love this man#IM STILL ABSOLUTELY UTTERLY FURIOUS I MISSED THIS LIVE#BUT IT'S FINE. IM COPING [lie]#I can't stop imagining him interacting with the Spanish CCs.....#I've asked him several times whether he'd ever do stuff with Spanish creators#and gosh it just makes me so frickin happy to see he'll actually be in it#He said he's gonna stream it from Brighton on Wednesday#And I'm like ''his internet connection better be PERFECT because I want things to go perfectly for Quackity''#anyways I really hope Luzu and Vegetta and Rubius get invited to QSMP I would die if I saw them interacting with Phil#everyone's thrilled about Wilbur [valid] but I'm just so stunlocked that Phil actually is going to join#it hasn't sunk in yet#mostly because I WASN'T ABLE TO FRICKIN SEE THIS LIVE but it's fine. It's fine I'm coping [LIE]
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this is so Nico coded he defo has things to say to Lewis
â Trista Mateer ,âI Still Forget Weâre Not Even Friendsâ
#oh my gosh brocedes has infiltrated all aspects of my life#they are my roman empire#theyre just so#i miss them so much its not funny#painful#brocedes#i cant live laugh or love in these conditions
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I WANT A DOG SO BAD
#c shut up#I MISS MY DOGS I SEE THEM EVERY 2 WEEKS BC THEY LIVE WITH MY MOM AND THEY CANT MOVE IN HERE#cause its just 100x easier for them to live with my mom and my grandpa#ANYWAYS I WANT A PUPPER TO SNUGGLE WITH SOOOOO BAD#gosh#i hate not living with a dog in our house#i love our birds to death but a dog would be nice too :â)#but we agreed not until the girls are here and like 3 or 4#so we have a long way to go đđđđđ
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shaved my head again! all the way down, induction style with the help of my roommates
#ella rambles#ah man i am so emotional about so many things#leaving my roommates in two weeks and I'm so ahh!#you live with two ex-catholic ecologists and emerge with a love of the earth. and a love of produce#ugh#i've also i realized been suffering for a long time and things are getting worse#but i love being alive#i need to take a break from school i know#but i just. i wanna be happy! i'm ready.#(to walk into my room without looking for you)#and gosh I miss God. it's hard to explain. it's not like God's gone from me#God's here#but I miss God like someone who used to be my best friend that I moved away from to another city.#I never write as much as I want to but I think about it all the time.#That being said: I think I'm gonna join a land grant project maybe?#grace tag
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About Time
Tyler Owens x Childhood Friend!Reader
Summary: Youâve been Tylerâs best friend since childhood, but a near-death experience makes him realize he feels much more for you than friendship and he shouldnât have allowed himself to deny it for so long.Â
Warnings/Notes: cursing, mild angst, mostly fluff, typos
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It was when he almost lost you that Tyler knew he was in love with you. When he was forced to play tug of war with the violent winds to keep you in his arms. When he felt your chest move against his with your shallow, rapid breaths. When he heard his name, a soft whimper from quivering lips.Â
âTâTylerâŚâ
He tightened his grasp on your waist and mumbled, âI got you, darlinâ. Just don't let go.â
At that moment, he didn't know if he could protect you, but the alternative was an unbearable thought. Living without you was unimaginable, unacceptable, so if the winds planned to take you, they would have no choice but to take him, too. Then at least you'd be going together.Â
Heâd always felt something for you, and he understood that he probably always would, but he'd been unwilling to give it a name more intense than a teenage crush that just happened to last well past its expiration date. And while your perpetually growing beauty and intoxicating laugh made it hard for him to tame what he continued to feel, heâd managed.Â
But that fear of imminent deathâmore potent than everâtapped into the depths of those feelings heâd been swallowing for more than a decade. The abuse of pelting rain and flying debris paled in comparison to the overwhelming storm breaking free from the neglected portion of his heart.Â
Once disaster moved along, you looked up at him with wide, weary eyes, and he couldnât think clearly past the repetitive chanting in his head: âI love you, I love you, I love youâ. Adrenaline was rushing through his veins, overpowering every other sense of logic and reason. He pushed strands of damp hair from your face, cupped your cheeks, then leaned down and sealed his lips to yours in a deep kiss. The first kiss. A kiss that typically has a much better outcome than what followed.
He hasn't seen you since that day. A week has come and gone and not one glimpse of your face, and now heâs more desperate for the sight than heâs ever been before. Missing you when youâre not around is far from new, but having released his feelings, the all-consuming sensation is worse. Itâs harder to tolerate.
You're avoiding him, he knows it, but he supposes that can happen when someone kisses their best friend with no prior discussion of deeper feelings. It's not what he would do were the situation reversedâhe'd still be all over you, kissing you back, smiling, never letting you goâbut you've chosen to handle things quite differently, and in doing so, has left him no choice but to respond accordingly.
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âMorninâ,â you hear, nearly dropping the pail of milk youâd been collecting all morning. Eyes darting to your right, you find Tyler sitting in one of the living room's quilted armchairs. Your heartbeat stutters.Â
When you turn your head to the left, your mother is leaning against the kitchen countertop, her fluffy robe tied around her body and a cup of steaming coffee in her hands that she brings to her lips as she reads the newspaper splayed out beside her.Â
âMom, what is Tyler doing here?â
She glances up, swallows, and swipes her tongue across her bottom lip to catch the remnants of caramel-colored liquid. âOh gosh, dear, he must've snuck in,â she replies, feigning ignorance. âBut Iâm not one for kickinâ anyoneâespecially not a fine, young manâoff my property, so I guess heâll just have to stay.â
With a huff, you set the pail down on the breakfast table, knowing your mother will take care of it, and shoot her a glare before making your way to the living room. Tyler stares up at you. You cross your arms and nudge your head toward the storage barn just behind the house where the two of you used to hold your late-night meetings when you were children, and later, teenagers. Many nights you spent in that barn after Tyler had snuck out of his parentâs house and chucked a pebble at your window to wake you.Â
Tyler nods and follows you out the back door to the large structure that protects your privacy from the prying ears of the woman inside the house.Â
âWe gotta get you a new phone, darlinâ,â Tyler says to your back once you're enclosed in the barn. âThe one you've got doesn't seem to be receiving my callsâŚor textsâŚor elaborate voicemails.â
âTylerâŚâ you sigh, twisting to face him.
âYou know we gotta talk about it,â he says. And heâs right, despite how the complicated element introduced into your relationship is entirely his fault and so you shouldnât have to owe him the time of day until you're ready to give it. âYou didnât have to run away from me.â
âI didnât run.â Tylerâs eyes follow the movement of your arms wrapping tighter around yourself and he swallows hard. âI walked.â
âSpeed-walked,â he counters. âBorderline jogged.â
You groan, your tense shoulders sagging. âTyler listen, I justââ
âDo you really think disappearing on me was a fair thing to do?â he interrupts. âIâm your best friend.â
Your jaw drops at the audacity. Not surprising, really; Tylerâs always had a way of wording things that gets under peopleâs skin, but out of the two of you, he is the last person who should be doling out the criticism.Â
âFair?â you huff. âYouâre the one whoââ
âI mean, what was so wrong with it?â Long fingers slide through his blond hair. âCan you honestly say youâve never thought about me in that way? It hasnât crossed your mind once? No sex dreams? Nothinâ? âCause Iâve been wrestlinâ with it since fuckinâ high school, but ok, sure, fine.â
âTyââ
âAnd I know it was unexpected but was it really that shocking? Donât you think weâd be good together? I think weâdââ
âFor fuckâs sake, Tyler, will you let me talk!â you snap, your voice carrying throughout the barn.
If you were trying to preserve your privacy, youâve definitely failed now. Half of town probably heard you and theyâre nothing short of a mile away, but at this point, Tyler has pushed you well past caring. Let them hear. Let them know whatâs going on between you. They all saw him kiss you anyway.
âWe nearly died,â you continue. âPeople around us did die.â
Tylerâs face breaks down and you instantly regret your words. You know he stuck around after you left. You know he helped everyone he could in the aftermath of disaster while you let your emotions override your system and ran home to cry to your mother over how he just rocked what was your very steady relationship.
âLook,â you sigh. âEven if I wasnât thinking about deathâand that is a massive âifââI told myself a long time ago that you are my friend, just my friend.â
Tylerâs hands settle on his hips. His eyes fall to the floor and his back teeth clench. âWhy?â
âBecause I repeated it so many times in my head that it solidified,â you tell him, throwing your arms up. âYou know why Bradley dumped me last year? And Pete a couple years before that? And Bobby back in high school?â you ask. âBecause of you. They all sensed this weirdâŚenergyâŚfrom you. All of them. Do you know how many times I had to tell them they were crazy? Do you know how many times I had to tell myself that I was crazy whenever they brought it up to me and I actually considered the possibility of you feeling that way?âÂ
You know exactly how many. Bobby had mentioned it five times before he decided he was done; broke it off with you right before prom and scoffed when he saw that Tyler had stepped up as your date. Pete was shorter-lived; asked you about Tyler three times before he said he could see which way the wind was blowing and had no interest in getting in between anything. And Bradley held the record at seven, each time making the fight outdo the one prior before he was simply fed up with the friendship you refused to sacrifice. Three boyfriends have ditched you solely because of Tyler, and fifteen times you had to talk yourself down from the jolt of excitement you got from imagining him loving you.   Â
Taking a deep breath, you say, âYou donât just get to kiss me and not let me sort out my thoughts for five damn seconds.â
Tylerâs head snaps up, jaw ticking and eyes blazing. âFive seconds?â he spits. âI havenât seen you in a week. Thatâs the longest weâve gone since I graduated.â
âThis isnât just about you; how you feel; what you think; what you want.â
âThen what are you tellinâ me?â Tyler asks.
The light quiver in his voice unnerves you. Not because you arenât used to him expressing himself to the fullestâand if heâs ever going to be vulnerable with anyone, itâs with youâbut that quiver is typically the trigger for you comforting him, taking him into your arms and holding him, letting him wrap himself around you until he feels better and is ready to stop. For some reason, you never noticed how long he would stay tied to you when you gave him the chance.Â
âAre you feelinâ like this is it?â he continues. âAre you wantinâ us to be done?â
And suddenly, youâre irritated again. You canât stop the roll of your eyes. In no universe would you ever be done with Tyler Owens, and the fact that he would entertain otherwise is asinine. âDon't be dramatic.â
âWell, what do you expect!â he shouts. âYouâre actinâ like Iâm about to lose you!â
âI didnât say anything like that!â
âBut you're mad that I kissed you!â
âDamn it, Tyler! I am not!â      Â
Green eyes widen, his breaths heavy from his heaving chest. His mouth opens then closes then opens once more. âYouâreââ He licks his lips as you watch him grasp for words. âThen why haven't you called me back?â
You shrug. âI don't know. We've never fought before, and I thought you'd be pissed that I walked off, which clearly you are, soâŚâ
âThatâs not true,â he says, moving to take a step closer to you before thinking better of it and staying put. âI havenât been pissed, darlinâ, just terrified. And missing you. AndâŚwanting you.â Heat flares your cheeks, forcing you to tear your eyes away from the desperation in his. âBut Iâm sorry. I wasnât tryinâ toâŚI mean, you left and I thoughtâŚâ
You shake your head. Whatever he let himself think, he was wrong.
The silence that settles over you is thicker than you're used to in his presence. You're used to laughter and jokes, sweet comments and banter. Tension zings in the space between your bodies, but it's pleasant, electrifying, invigorating. You feel the full impact of everything that was tucked underneath the stress and anxiety of barrelling through such a hard conversation.Â
Tyler feels it too. His face shows it. His eyes you can only describe as heatedly glittering as he stares at you staring at him. His brows are pinched from frustration of a different kind. It's his lips, though, that reveal his thoughts better than any other feature. They're softly parted, glistening from a swipe of his tongue like he's ready to lock them to yours at any second. Like he needs to be ready just in case you give him the go-ahead so he can kiss you before you dare rescind your permission.Â
âWhat are you thinking?â you ask, words quieter than you meant for them to be, but Tyler hears you. Â
His chuckle is short, half-formed, partially overtaken by the exhale of a breath. You detect a slight tease, as if you should already know the answer to that question.Â
âThat I wanna kiss you again,â he says. âSo fuckinâ bad.â
The corners of your mouth struggle not to quirk upward. âTyler.â He hums. âYou know what it means if we do this, right?â
He nods. âWe canât go back,â he says. âBut darlinâ, I donât wanna go back. I wanna keep on goinâ...with you.â
âEverything will be different.â
âNot everything. We're still us, we'd just be kissinâ and touchinâ and, you know, doinâ other stuff,â he replies with a smile. âHopefully.â
You picture Tyler standing before you as you have secretly wished you could have him for yearsâbare and muscled and grinning and telling you he loves youâand for the first time, you arenât awash with guilt and shame. It feels right to think of him like this. Natural. Thereâs a soothing ocean of serenity flowing under the flames of desire, and it hits you that this was probably inevitable. All the pieces were thereâfriendship, trust, loveâall there was left to do was act on it.Â
âYou won't change your mind?â you ask, stepping to him.Â
At your question, distress takes over Tyler's face, but it melts into a grin once he notices your smirk. He closes the remaining distance between you and takes your hand, carefully interlocking your fingers.Â
âNo chance,â he tells you.Â
âOk,â you say, nodding. âWell, if youâre absolutely sure, then I guess itâs ok if you kiss me agaiââ
Your chuckle is muffled against his lips. His fingers untangle from yours and he guides your hand to rest on the back of his neck so he can cup your cheek. His free arm coils around your waist, pulling you in closer, and your body melts into his. Your brain fuzzes. You lose all awareness of your surroundings. You think you might just stay like this forever.
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â LIVE NOW, THINK LATER (NANAMI K.)
warning: (18+) infidelity, car sex, creampie, small feelings (lolll).
âYou look beautiful.â A familiar voice startled you. He couldnât believe his eyes really, your beautiful skin glowing and your eyes twinkling.
âOh, Kento! I didnât think youâd make it,â You moved into his arms and he held you tightly, his fingers dancing across your waist.
You pulled away and smiled at him. He chuckled, âWouldnât have missed it.â But he wish he did. He hated how this tortured him and wound him up. He hated watching you be in love with someone else.
âI got you something.â He whispered, his fingers playing in your hair. He tried to remember to keep his distance. He could already hear the whispers around him, women judging and asking if you had âany sense at allâ or decorum, to be with any other man than your husband right now.
Your husband who was too busy drinking and laughing with his friends to notice. But the women didnât say anything about that.
âOh really?â You asked, quirking a brow. âLemme see it!â You jumped and clapped your hands so excited.
âIâll have to take you awayâŚâ He licked his lips and did a devilish smile. He held up his index finger and walked towards your husband. âMind if I take her away from you? No more than twenty minutesâŚâ He asked, his tone annoyed as he looked at the man who just married you.
He waved Nanami off and continued back to his conversations. Nanami wanted to hurt him. He wouldnât have let you go anywhere without him tonight. He wouldnât have left you alone tonight.
He grabbed your hand and he whisked you away from it all. He took you to his car and looked around, making sure it was nobody near you both. He helped you inside, picking up the bottom of your long white wedding dress and carefully putting it inside.
âWhy couldnât you just wait for me? Huh?â He hated this. âI promised you andââ
âYou promised me for years, Kento. Work was always a priority for you. I was tired of being second place.â Your words stung and he knew that it was true but he always figured that youâd stay. When you left he assumed you just needed some space, when you got a boyfriend he reassured himself that youâd come backâŚbut when he saw the wedding invitations and even received one in the mail⌠he knew that he lost you.
He stared into your pretty eyes and caressed your cheek, âWhy did you invite me then? Pity? I can already see how your life is going to be. Married for a year, pregnant with an inattentive husband whoâll fuck his co-worker more than he fucks you. He doesnât even look at you and those vows of his? The embarrassment on your face told it all. You donât love himâŚnot how you loved me.â
You swallowed, âKento⌠letâs not do this, here.â Your hands were shaky and your palms sweating. âYou said you have a gift for me?â
He paused, thinking momentarily. Popping open the glove department and reaching inside, he presented a rectangular blue box with a scarlet red ribbon on top. âFor you, I hope you like it.â
He heard you gasp, âA Tiffany tennis bracelet?â Your eyes were wide. âDo you know how expensive these are? Well â of course you do, you bought this one.â You did an awkward chuckle.
He already knew you would ask, when he saw your mouth open. âIt was seventy-thousand dollars. I saw it, thought youâd like it and that was that. Itâs the least I could do for you, baby.â
âSeventyâ Are you insane? Itâs beautiful but for that amount? I⌠you couldâve bought a house or⌠gosh⌠I barely even spent fifty thousand on this wedding.â
âOh, so you really settled.â He muttered and to his surprise you laughed.
âI did.â You agreed with a strained smile and a sad look in your eyes. âThank you for this⌠itâs so beautiful and I do love it, I always loved their stuff and I always hated that I left all my jewelry behind, all those years ago.â You released a heavy sigh.
âI still have âem. Could drop them off one day, maybe. Or⌠you could come and get them.â He said and you looked at him with narrowed eyes. He held his hands up in surrender, âNo funny business.â
âYeah right. I already know you brought me out here to try to fuck me.â He coughed in surprise at your words. âA present, really? That you had to take me all the way out here and not give me in front of everyone?â
âI didnât want to embarrass your husband. Thatâs all. Nothing more. Honest.â He moved his hands to cover his hardening cock. âBut⌠howâs the sex?â
âYouâre that curious? I already told you I settled and you already know thereâs nobody better than you.â You looked at him with heavy-lidded hazy eyes, your voice soft as silk.
He swallowed. âDivorce him and Iâll give you the wedding you deserve. Iâd spend double the amount of that bracelet on you. You deserve the best, baby. I work and work because I didnât ever want you to be comfortable living a simple life when I could give you more. I love you and thereâs no one like you.â He took your hand and pressed it to his chest. âThis has always been yours, it has your name on it and it forever will.â
You kissed him, it was too hot in his car to think about anything. You didnât care that you were still in your wedding dress or that someone could see you. You just wanted him. He reached forward and put a tightening hand on your waist, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss.
His tongue sucked on yours and swirled inside. Your nails digging into his hair as you pulled him closer towards you. âI want it.â You whispered against his lips, kissing the side of his neck and licking a long stripe up. âLetâs go.â You motioned towards the back and he smiled.
Crawling to the backseat and he palmed your ass. âNaughty, naughty.â You giggled, drunk off something. Drunk off Nanami Kento. He joined you in the back, you pulled at his tie and he happily sighed.
Unbuttoning his pants before he began bunching up your dress, he slid down the thin panties you were and looked between your legs. âThis for me?â He looked at you, his dark brown eyes full of pure lust. You were soaked, wetness covering your thighs and your lips stuck together with glossy strings of your essence. You nodded, unable to speak and he kissed you again. It felt like before, when you both started dating and how soft he always was with you.
He inhaled, your smell all over the place and he loved every second of it.
âDoes he know that you like to be touched, right here? Or right there?â His fingers were simply dancing across your lower body, working you up just from small touches, but he wouldnât slip them inside, much to your frustration. Your hips thrusts up a bit, begging for more before all of the warmth of his fingers pulled away.
He slid his pants and boxers down, staring at your soaked folds. His cock had a thick bunch of hair that was lightly trimmed and it looked prettier than you ever seen it, with creamy white precum gushing out of the tip.
He slid a hand down after gathering the small amounts of leaking precum, the lewd sounds of him jerking himself off filled the car and made you whine. âPlease, hurry up.â Spreading yourself more so that he can see the cream between your folds drip to his seat. He muttered something quietly and pulled your dress up more, rubbing his cock up and down your slit, both of you hissing and gasping.
Your nails were digging into his forearm when he finally slipped inside of you, he groaned close to your mouth. You huffed, wrapping your legs around his, wanting him to fully be inside of you. When both of your pelvisâs were touching, hips flushed together. He felt you squeeze around him and more of your wetness squirted out of your pussy when he snapped his hips in a solid thrust.
âDoes he know your body like me?â Even though you told him earlier, he wanted to know while he was pounding into you, holding up the sides of your wedding dress. His hips were moving dangerously fast now, making your titties bounce. Foreheads touching and his cock filling you up, your eyes rolled back.
âNo, heâahâ he doesnât. Never even made me cum.â
âOh, so I have to make up for that, donât I, baby?â He drags his cock in and out of you, the loud sounds of slapping skin made him even harder as he looked at your fucked out expression. Your legs were already shaking, so he added pressure by rubbing your clit in small circles. Tightening around him yet again and he smiled, âThatâs my girl.â You rolled your hips, trying to push yourself even closer to your orgasm.
âLook at me. Remember whoâs fucking you and whoâs making you feel this good, right now. Got that?â He whispered in your ear, biting it playfully.
You felt so good around him, closer to heaven and he knew for this moment with him fucking you right now, he was dragging you closer to hell. Be he couldnât care less, your tiny cunt creaming around him, your back arching and your toes squeezing.
Your pussy constricts around him and a stream of your cum drips down between the both of you. But Nanami doesnât stop; he rolls his hips again and fucks more of that creamy wetness out of you. He presses your stomach and you squirm. âIâm gonna come inside of you, âkay?â You canât talk anymore so you just moan and sigh, nodding your head.
Both of your hips bucking, grinding into each otherâs pelvisâs, he cums. Itâs heavy and you spasm around him, sucking him deeper inside and he shutters. âYou feel so fucking good. Could do this all night baby.â He slipped out for a moment, looking at his cum soaked half hard cock, before he pushed back in. You gasped, pushing him back a bit to no avail.
âYou love me donât you, baby?â
âAlways, Kento.â
no part two.
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baby finn series, the godfather
lando norris x wife!mom!reader
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summary - a collection of max fewtrell's importance to your son as his favorite godfather.
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the big question
âyâknow iâve been thinking,â lando mumbles into your stomach, the comfortable home of baby finn as he grows at just four months, âwe should figure out godparents,â your husband suggests.Â
âoh yeah,â you sigh, continuing your motions of combing landoâs hair with your fingers as his head rests on your chest in order to have his nightly conversation with the baby, âweâve been so wrapped up in names, i havenât even thought about godparents,â
âi know,â lando shrugs, moving his hand gently up and down your bump, âshould we do siblings or friends?âÂ
âhmm,â you think to yourself before voicing your opinion, âi think friends,â you feel your husband nod his head in agreement, âi mean our siblings already have a place in our babyâs life, we should involve our friends in a more meaningful manner,â
âi agree,â lando nods again, âdo you mind if i pick the godfather, and then you could pick the godmother?â
âalready itching to ask max, huh?â you giggle as your husband joins in with your laughter.Â
âhowâd you know?â he asks sarcastically as you continue your laughs.Â
âdo you wanna ask him tomorrow when he comes over to stream?â with that question, landoâs ears perk up in excitement as he moves his head off your chest in order to meet your eyes.
âyes!â he exclaims, âwho are you gonna ask?â he questions, leaning in quickly to peck your lips as you think for a moment, ây/b/f/n?â
âyeah, thatâs what i was thinking, sheâs really been there for me with the pregnancy and weâve been best friends forever,â
âinvite her over tomorrow,â lando suggests, âher and max get on well, we can all have dinner after max and i stream and weâll ask them,â you nod at his request, beginning to pull out your phone to text her and invite her over tomorrow. she replies quickly that sheâs free and would love to come. you show lando the text as you smile together in triumph and excitement.Â
the next day, max had come around four in the afternoon in order to stream for a few hours. you could hear the boys yelling and laughing while live as you moved around the nursery, sorting through different items. a few moments later, the knock on your door brings butterflies to your stomach, nerves rattling you about your question later.Â
âhi!!â you giggle as your best friend greets you with a hug after opening the door, âiâm just getting some stuff together in the nursery before i start dinner, wanna help?â
âof course!â she cries out, âi canât wait to see all the new stuff you got since iâve been here last,â
âoh my gosh, so much,â you smile, âlandoâs mom stopped by a few days ago with a bunch of things, thatâs what iâm mainly sorting now,â
âugh, thatâs so sweet,â she holds a hand over her heart as you begin to walk back towards the nursery, âare they live in there?â
âi think so,â
âis it just fewtrell and lando?â
âyeah,â
âiâm gonna pop in really quick to say hi,â
âokay, just meet me in the nursery,â
after a plethora of clothes and toys sorted, two different video games conquered, you head to the kitchen in order to prepare dinner.Â
âoh how iâve missed your cooking, y/n,â max sighs out, rubbing his stomach as him and lando enter the kitchen. he hops onto the barstool at the counter next to your best friend as lando makes his way towards you, placing a gentle kiss to your neck.Â
âand iâve missed you eating all our food, fewtrell,â you bite back quickly, pointing your spoon at him jokingly.Â
âneed any help, baby?â lando quietly asks you, a hand coming up to run over your stomach.Â
âi think iâm fine, itâs almost ready,â you turn a bit, kissing his cheek in appreciation, âyou wanna get them drinks?â
âwhat are you guys drinking?â lando directs to your friends.Â
âiâm drinking double for miss momma over there,â your best friend laughs, waving a finger at you.Â
âi think thatâs my job,â lando jokes along with her, âif i have to put up with the hormones, i get to drink double,â
âhey!â you exclaim with a small hit to your husbandâs stomach, âi havenât been that bad,â you look up from the food and find three pairs of eyes staring back at you with raised eyebrows, âwhat?â
âoh honeyâŚâ your best friend trails off, âlandoâs a saint,â
âwow,â you sigh out, âiâm rethinking my decision right now,â
âwhat decision?â max asks, cracking three beers open and passing them around.
âwell,â you pause and glance at lando, him giving you a slight nod to keep going, âwe had ulterior motives in inviting you both here tonight,â
âa foursome?â your best friend jokes, âlisten, guys, youâre great but i donât see you like that-â
âshut up,â you cut her off with a laugh, âwe were hoping youâd be baby norrisâ godparents,â you and lando look at them, hope buzzing around you that theyâd accept.Â
âoh my godâŚâ fewtrell trails off, a hand coming to cover his mouth in disbelief.Â
âyes! a thousand times yes!â your best friend cries out beside him.
âwhat she said!â max joins in, both of them sliding off the barstools and running around the counter to hug the both of you.Â
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their first meeting
âhey mate, yeah she did great,â you hear lando mumbling into his phone as you continue to coo at the little baby boy in your arms, âwhy donât you drop by? iâm sure sheâll be okay with it,â with that new sentence, you tear your eyes away from finn and meet landoâs gaze. he mouths a quick âmaxâ and you nod in approval to his visitation, âalright, weâll see you soon,â
âmax fewtrell, right?â you ask once your husband gets off the phone. he nods at your question, moving to be right back by your side, adoring his baby boy and his gorgeous wife.
âi donât think verstappen is itching to see him like fewtrell is,â lando giggles as his hand comes up to brush some hair out of your eyes, âyou did so good, love,â after the praise, he leans in for a kiss, happily reciprocated by you.Â
âthank you, lan,â you breath out, âwhen will max be here?â
âabout an hour,â he answers quietly, still adoring the little baby in front of him, âdo you want to nap?â
âyou read my mind, love,â relief lacing your tired voice as you begin to hand finn off to his father, âjust wake me a few minutes before max arrives, please,â
âof course, get some rest, baby,â he holds finn in his arm with one hand as his other comes to pull the blankets higher onto your body. leaning over slightly, careful of the newborn in his arms, he pecks your lips lightly before you fall asleep.Â
forty-five minutes later, youâre gently being shaken awake, finn safely in his hospital-given bassinet, âbaby,â lando quietly speaks, careful not to startle you or wake the baby.Â
âis max almost here?â you groggily ask, beginning to rub the sleep from your eye.
âyes, love, in about ten minutes,â he assures you.Â
âokay, is finn alright?â
âsleeping happily beside you,â
âthank you, does he need to be fed?â
âthe nurse said that your next feeding would be in another hour,â
âokay,â you let out a breath, âwill you help me up? i want to change before he comes,â
âoh baby, you donât have to change for him, just relax,â lando pushes, but you just look down at your shirt and up at him.Â
âlan, i appreciate that, i really do,â you start, âbut my tits leaked milk in my sleep, iâm soaked,â
âoh,â lando laughs, you joining him, âokay let me get you a new shirt,â
after you had changed into your clean and dry shirt, you scooped up your baby boy just as max begins to walk into the room. heâs holding a large bottle of champagne in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other.Â
âhiii,â he whispers out into the room, âcongratulations,â you keep quiet, letting your husband share this moment with his best friend.Â
âthanks for coming, mate,â lando walks over to him, pulling him into a brief hug.Â
âare you kidding? i wouldnât miss this for the world,â he laughs, âthese are for you,â he waves the flowers around before setting them down on the table next to you, âand this is for you too,â he waves the bottle of champagne as well, âfor the sleepless nights,â he finishes with a wink.Â
âthat is so sweet, max, you didnât have to do that,â you reply to his thoughtful gesture.Â
âof course i did,â
âno i mean the champagne,â you nod in its direction on your bedside table, âthat wonât be opened for months, iâm breastfeeding,â
âoh,â he retracts a bit before picking it up and moving towards your husband, âthis is for you-â
âshut up,â lando laughs, grabbing the bottle and setting it down, âdo you want to meet him?â
âyes,â he whispers out, eyes turning back to you and the bundle of joy in your arms.Â
âcâmere,â you usher him over, moving the baby into his arms as he begins to melt at the sight.Â
âheâs adorable,â max croaks out, emotions overflowing as he stares down at his godson, âthank god he takes after you, y/n,â you and lando share a laugh, and you eye your husband, urging him to tell his best friend the news.Â
âum,â lando starts, moving to sit next to you on your bed, âdo you want to know his name?â
âyes,â max replies quickly, his eyes never leaving the newborn in his arms.Â
âits uh,â lando coughs, clearing his throat from nerves, âfinn maxwell norris,â
âwhat?â fewtrell stares at your husband in disbelief, tears beginning to form in his waterline.Â
âyou heard me, mate,â lando nods his head, emotions clouding his face as well.Â
âoh my go- oh my god,â max stutters out, eyes now moving back down to finn, âyou are named after such a great guy,â he jokes, causing erupted laughter throughout the hospital room.Â
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babysitting
âokay, youâve got the list right there with his schedule,â you point out to max, finn running around in circles with lando chasing right behind him, âand youâve got everyone's numbers that you need,â
âi think so,â max nods, âi think i still have your momâs from last time,â
âokay good,â you nod, âif thereâs a real emergency and we canât be reached call landoâs dad first, heâs closest,â
âgot it,â max states, âyou know iâve done this a lot, y/n. iâve been babysitting him since he was a newborn, now heâs three,â
âso you know iâm a paranoid first time mother,â you laugh at him, âi have to go through the motions,â
âi know, but heâll be fine,â max laughs, pulling you into a hug, âi havenât killed him yet,â
âvery true,â
âand iâm more responsible than your husband over there,â fewtrell nods his head in the direction of lando and finn, running around like madmen in the living room, cackling with each other at their antics.Â
âyou are so right,â you laugh at the scene in front of you, âalright norris!â you call out, both your boys whipping their heads in your direction, âthe big one,â you clarify, âweâve got to go,â
âright, right,â he agrees, bending down to give finn the talk about behavior. after a few âyes dadaâsâ and giggles shared between the two, your husband is walking over to your place at the door, âready?â
âyes, love,â you give him a quick peck to the cheek, âfinn?â
âmomma?â he asks from his spot in between maxâs legs.
âbest behavior?â
âyes, momma,â he nods, gripping onto max as you just smile at him, âalright, weâll be back late, max the guest room is all set up for you,â
âi know the drill, y/n,â he laughs at you.
âparanoid mother, remember?â you direct back.Â
âyes, i will check in on the hour if i have to,â
âmuch appreciated, mate,â lando finishes the conversation, pushing you out the door, âweâll see you tonight,â
the door shuts behind you and lando, max now bending over to meet the little blue eyes staring back up at him.Â
âare we playing monster tonight?â he asks the little boy.Â
âMONSTA!â finn screeches in excitement, running towards the living room and away from max as he starts chasing him.Â
âiâm gonna get you!â fewtrell screams out as he chases finn, âmonsters coming!â
âNOO!â your baby cries out, laughter evident in the home as the two boys continue the chase.Â
that night, you and lando arrive back to a dark home, holding each other up a bit as you were both carrying a slight alcohol buzz. you giggle into landoâs lips as they continue their attack on your own.Â
âlan,â you laugh into his mouth, âmmph, save it for the bedroom,â
âi canât help it my wife looks so so good tonight,â he replies, voice in a dropped octave, his hands grabbing your ass with no shame.Â
âmm,â you hum again into his mouth, âand my husband looks fantastic every night,â
âthatâs not fair,â he laughs, one hand moving to grab your chest as his other hand stays on your bum, âi think you look good every night too, you one upped my compliment,â
âwell, iâm sorry,â you feign innocence, âwhy donât you just show me how beautiful i am every night,â
âoh baby, i plan on it,â
âcâmon letâs go to our room,â you begin to drag him down the hall, but not without halting your movements due to the slightly ajar door to your right. lando, still kind of tipsy, runs right into your back as youâre stopped.Â
âwhat, y/n?â
âlook,â you nod your head into the room, lando following your gaze, his glossed over eyes softening at the sight.Â
âtheyâre so cute,â he laughs from behind you. you both take another moment, staring into your guest room at max and finn passed out in the bed together. max was pushed onto the left side with finnâs little body sprawled across him, âshould i move finn into his room?âÂ
âno, let them sleep,â you turn your attention towards your husband again, âyou owe me some compliments in the bedroom,â you grab landoâs hand and start your way to the bedroom once again.Â
âi like the sound of that, love,â he whispers in giggles, you both a tipsy mess, running to your room.Â
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running away
âFINN!â you yell at your four year old, âi told you to pick up and put away your toys two hours ago, what is this?âÂ
âi donât wannnaa,â he whines, stomping his foot down.Â
âi donât care,â you firmly push, âput away your toys now. otherwise your father will hear about this when he gets back,â
âiâm not gonna,â he huffs out, crossing his arms over his little chest, challenging you to break.
âfine,â you turn away from him and to the mess littered across your entire apartment, taking in a deep breath before you did snap, âwait until your father gets home,â finn doesnât like the sound of this, beginning to cry and run away to his room, âDONâT SLAM THAT DOOR!â you shout down the hall. bang. it slammed. you breathe one more time, and wait for lando to walk through the door and handle his mini-me.Â
you were five months pregnant, and too exhausted to deal with his temper tantrum. finn was always a good kid, and the tantrums were never often. but when they came, they came in hard. it was usually after not enough sleep, or not enough food, but only a few times a year, thankfully. you and lando always joked that all the built up little tantrums he didnât have morph into a few gigantic ones a year.Â
finally after an hour you hear the front door open, heaving yourself up and off the couch, you make your way into landoâs arms.Â
âhey, baby,â he laughs, wrapping his arms around you as you just sink further into him, âwhatâs wrong?â
âfinn, heâs having a tantrum day,â you sigh, waving one of your arms not wrapped around your husband to the mess that was your home, âhe wouldnât pick up his toys, he screamed, cried, slammed the door,â you breathe out, letting your emotions finally wash over you since your rock was finally home. lando wraps his arms around you tighter, letting you finally calm down a little. he sways you a bit as he hears you fight the tears back, rubbing your shoulder.
âiâm sorry, love,â he tries to calm you, âiâll talk to him, okay?â you nod your head in his chest, âare you alright?â
âbetter now that youâre here,â you mumble, âiâm sorry i had to welcome you home like this-â
âhey, hey,â he stops you quickly, âdonât apologize, iâm gonna talk to him,â lando leads you back over to the couch, propping your feet up and then moving towards his sonâs room.Â
knocking twice on the door, he hears a quiet, but stern, âcome inâ.Â
âhey, bubs,â lando greets the four year old, âi heard about today,â your husband tries to talk to finn, but he wonât look away from the coloring book heâs using, sprawled across the floor, âfinn,â lando puts sharper, but finn just keeps coloring.
lando rolls his eyes quickly, moving towards his son and grabbing the coloring book from him.
âHEY!â finn shouts at his dad.Â
ânow iâve got your attention?â lando asks him, âi shouldâve had your attention when i called your name the first time- actually, your mother should have had your attention when she asked you to complete a simple task!â your husband begins to raise his voice at finn, not shouting, but definitely not coddling the boy.
âbut dada-â he begins to whine.Â
âno finn, no âbutsâ. you have been very bad today and you owe your mother an apology,â lando stands in front of him, hands on hips, and finn just continues to whine on the floor, âget up, finn, go apologize and clean up your toys,â he watches as his son doesnât move an inch, âNOW!â he shouts, but the young four year old is unbothered.Â
âno, i go live with uncle max!â he shouts back, now getting up to grab his small suitcase.Â
âfinn maxwell norris,â lando gives his warning tone to the boy, the one that usually scares the shit out of him, but he just keeps packing, âfine, go live with him,â he attempts to call his sons bluff, moving out of the room and back to his wife on the couch.Â
âwhat happened? i heard you yelling,â you ask lando as he sits down with a sigh, wrapping his arm around you to pull you closer.
âi hate yelling at him, i do, itâs just when he gets like this-â
âi know, lan,â you reassure him, âi think we got blessed with such a sweet boy on most days that his hard days are worse than normal,â
âhe says heâs moving in with max,â lando chuckles, âiâd love to see him go one night without our goodnight cuddles to him,â
you laugh along with your husband before adding on, âor heâll come out of his tantrum fog and realize he misses his parents that he loves so much,â
âfor sure,â he giggles with you, just as your son stomps out of his room and towards the door.Â
âwhere ya going, finn?â you ask in innocence, already knowing the answer.
âto live with uncle max,â he huffs out. even in his terrible mood, you canât help but find him just a bit adorable.
âokay,â your husband speaks to him, both of you beginning to get up and walk towards the door, âhave fun,â lando opens the door, watching your son walk one door down the hall and knock. the door creaks open, max looking down at the little boy and his suitcase.Â
âwas there a sleepover i didnât know about?â he asks you and lando as you watch from your doorway.Â
âoh no,â your husband laughs, âfinn tell him,â
âi move in with you,â he grunts out, making his way towards max.Â
âiâm sorry, what?â fewtrell looks at the both of you again, searching for some sort of answer.Â
âoh yeah,â you nod, âhe wants to live with you now,â
âum,â max starts, letting the little boy walk through his legs and into his apartment, âokay?â
âdonât worry, mate,â lando laughs, âheâll be back tomorrow,â
âiâm sure,â max agrees, âthe kid hates the food in my house,â
âthatâs because you have no food in your house, fewtrell,â you laugh.
âand thatâs why i alway eat dinner at your house, y/l/n,â
âand thatâs why i donât feel bad about my kid crashing with you tonight,â you jab back. you all say your goodnights and head back into your respective apartments, you and lando heading straight to bed after the long day.Â
three in the morning and the pounding on your door is not from your dream. you and lando shuffle out of bed and towards the door, already knowing who is on the other side. your husband swings the door open, coming face to face with his teary-eyed son. max is standing there, clearly half asleep, and holding the boy up by his waist.Â
âthis belongs to you,â he mumbles out, pushing finn into landoâs arms and tossing his suitcase past you both and into your home. you both are too tired to even say goodnight, choosing instead to shut the door and head directly back to your bedroom.
âtomorrow morning finn,â you start as you all climb into bed together, âyouâre cleaning and apologizing,â
âi know, momma. i sowwy,â he curls up beside lando, your husbands arm instinctively wrapping around his son.
âweâll worry about that tomorrow, baby,â lando kisses his and your foreheadâs, falling back into his sleep as quick as he was brought out of it.Â
âuncle max had no food momma,â finn quietly admits, causing you to let out a few giggles.Â
âgoodnight, finn, dada and i are happy youâre back home,â
âme too, momma,â
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big reputation | charles leclerc social media au
pairing: charles leclerc x fem reader
they may have a big reputation and they may be end game, but sometimes you need a push from your girlfriend to enter your reputation era
(also no hate to vasseur and sainz, it's just the way the fic had to go)
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f1newsandgossip
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f1newsandgossip: after ferrari's continued chaos and inability to get anything right it seems, do you think charles leclerc will stick around and renew his contract?
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user3: i love him and i love ferrari but if he wants any shot of winning a championship he has to leave
user4: i would die to see him at red bull or even mercedes
user5: would he want to be a second driver though?
user4: babes they treat him like he's the second driver at ferrari at least there he'd have a competent car and team
user6: yes ! he has to leave, no one at that team respects him anymore
user7: he should've left a long time ago but this season has to be the final nail in the coffin
user8: all he does it protect ferrari and ferrari don't even give a shit about him it's actually sad
user9: they don't even protect him from his teammate and his teammate's parents being rude about him in the media
user10: for real the man needs to stop being a team player and tell him how it is
user11: i feel so so bad for him because his childhood dream is turning into a nightmare and through no fault of his own
user12: i know y/n is absolutely seething and the only reason she hasn't said anything yet is because charles is so in love with the team that he won't say anything bad about them
user13: i need her to give him a lil slap around to get his head in gear
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yourusername: you and me got a big reputation
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user14: me being delusional: OMG THIS MEANS CHARLES IS FINALLY ENTERING HIS REPUTATION ERA
user15: and then we remember rep is an album about love first and revenge second :(
charles_leclerc: is this a taylor swift reference?
yourusername: yes it is !! i knew you were actually listening when i gave you the full eras breakdown
charles_leclerc: i'd listen to you talk about anything
yourusername: even the things you don't want to hear?
charles_leclerc: i think it has gotten to that point, yes.
user16: WHAT DOES THIS MEAN ^^ ???
alexalbon: when will i be freed from the shackles of having to take cute photos of you two
yourusername: NEVER
charles_leclerc: is a seat on my jet not enough?
alexalbon: YOUR JET? i have clearly missed something here
maxverstappen1: alex is always free to fly air max (MY jet, factually)
yourusername: when did this become a dick measuring contest? (charles would win, you can all go home)
maxverstappen1: i don't want you to see my dick
charles_leclerc: i should think not verstappen
alexalbon: i don't know how i hang out with you morons
user17: gosh y/n is so sexy
user18: i am allowing myself to live in delusion and after the shitshow that was austin, y/n is initiating the reputation era and charles will either give ferrari hell or actually leave
user19: idk that man might be completely in love with y/n but he's even more in love with ferrari
charles_leclerc: nothing compares to her
user20: WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN?
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charles_leclerc: hola mexico! can't wait for the weekend to start
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user22: post your team or car? no. post a random picture of your girlfriend? yes.
user23: he should post an explanation as to why his gf was being wined and dined by christian horner
yourusername: ZOOWEE MAMA
charles_leclerc: excuse me?
yourusername: instagram would ban me if i really said what i think
charles_leclerc: oh i'm blushing
yourusername: but always above all you are a cutie patootie
user24: i see posts like this and i wonder why do they always have break up rumours if they are this in love?
user19: bestie we simply cannot be believing everything we read, especially when it comes from a certain spanish paper
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user24: wait what is this supposed to mean?
user19: any "insider source" at ferrari that has anti-leclerc info is usually the sainz family lol that's why other than ferrari being clowns in general charles needs to get the fuck out
pierregasly: rivalling me with just how much you post y/n
charles_leclerc: ummmm you've met her, and you wouldn't?
charles_leclerc: WAIT don't answer that
user25: so are we just ignoring that y/n was at dinner with CHRISTIAN HORNER?
user26: the red bull!charles dream a bit more feasible now and i am appropriately feral
user27: obsessed with how he's just ignoring the horner thing
user28: i am similarly obsessed with how the media are spinning this to an affair between y/n and horner LMAO
yourusername: he made us split the bill after ordering a really spenny wine :/
user29: I'M CRYING
user30: horner's like if i don't get a driver out of this dinner i will be having a nice glass of wine he's so real for that
scuderiaferrari: let's get it đŞ
user31: GET A JOB. LEAVE HER ALONE
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user32: lol she's so tired of being subtle
user33: TELL THEM SIS
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f1: BREAKING: charles leclerc signs for red bull racing for 2024 on a four year contract
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user36: they're MUGGY for the first picture omg
user37: SOMEONE CALL THE EMERGENCY SERVICES FOR ME I CAN'T BREATHE
user38: wait so like who do i have to thank for finally making this happen?
user39: this has y/n y/ln written all over it - the dinner with horner finally makes sense
pierregasly: WHAT ?????????
user40: HE'S FINDING OUT AT THE SAME TIME AS US? DID ANYONE KNOW?
user41: THERE WILL BE NO EXPLANATION JUST REPUTATION
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user42: okay since y/n and charles have referenced the reputation album so much during this whole fiasco .... taylor swift x charles leclerc piano ballad collab when?
user43: so this is il predestinato who has betrayed his team and completely blindsided him? this is why carlos has always been the superior driver
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user44: not carlos liking this comment
yourusername: i wish he would say something with his chest, always hiding behind his parents and the spanish media ... yeah we know about that and we're no longer under that stupid contract so i can and will say this all to your face
user45: HOLY SHITTTTTTTTTT
carlossainz55: you got the move and attention you wanted stop trying to drag me into it
yourusername: babe there's a difference between you and i, you create fake cheating rumours to try and shake your teammate while your PR team is fulltime constantly having to threaten legal action over you not being able to keep it in your pants
user46: ERM QUEEN THEY STILL HAVE RACES TOGETHER
redbullracing: anyways.... WELCOME TO THE TEAM CHARLES
user47: admin what is going on?
redbullracing: i have no clue but as soon as that man is in a navy race suit i will get the tea trust
user48: so real of you
maxverstappen1: âď¸
user49: LMAO KING
yourusername: i have a feeling we might get on (no more inchidents though)
yourusername
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yourusername: they said i did something bad, why does it feel so good?
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user51: momma does not play oh my
taylorswift: proud đ¤ đ
yourusername: approved by our lord and saviour, thanks mother
charles_leclerc: do you need a pianist?
taylorswift: i'm sure we can work something out
landonorris: ^^ this is so unfair i thought i was the swiftie on the grid :(
danielricciardo: my rendition of our song says otherwise
user52: she really said FUCK FERRARI AND FUCK YOU TOO
user53: as she should
charles_leclerc: i'm not a playboy but i do LOVE YOU
yourusername: i love you even more
charles_leclerc: NUH UH I LOVE YOU MORE
yourusername: i would literally fight every person on earth for your hand
charles_leclerc: oh wow ... mark me scared AND horny
alexalbon: okay that's ENOUGH
user54: i'm so glad she shook him out of the ferrari daze he. might finally have a chance at the championship now
user55: i'd be afraid that ferrari may build a good car next year but then i remember it's ferrari LOL
user56: so y/n mentioned under the f1 post about a contract? was she not able to say anything about ferrari while with charles?
yourusername: yes. i was not able to say anything they considered negative. many times when i expressed disappointment in how charlie has been treated i was reprimanded by ferrari and was banned from the paddock for weekends following any statements
user57: wtf that is crazy ??? makes sense as to why charles always blames himself when it was clearly a pit/strategy issue
yourusername: ferrari have attempted to keep charlie under wraps since his second season at the team. they were worried about him becoming outspoken like seb. this goes all the way down to his music which they tried to prevent him from releasing. i'm glad he'll be given the chance to show his talents next season
user58: thank the lord charles finally left. this is insane. the reputation era was well and truly needed.
maxverstappen1: kelly wants to know whether now you'll be wag teammates that you can raid each other's wardrobes?
yourusername: of course !!! i can't wait to see her more often coffee dates are a must ( + p of course)
charles_leclerc: i'm gonna beat your ass at padel i WILL be the padel king at red bull
maxverstappen1: i will show NO MERCY
yourusername: maybe this was a bad idea ...
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charles_leclerc: it saddens me to my core to be leaving the team i always dreamed of racing for and winning with, but there comes a point in your career when it's time to put your ambitions above tradition. ferrari has always been the dream for me, but the last couple of years have been a nightmare. i never thought i'd be put in a position where i'd have feelings like these about the team i love, but the constant disrespect, betrayal and the treatment of my loved ones leaves me no other choice. despite this sad ending, i am looking forward to new opportunities at red bull, racing alongside an old friend and under a competent leadership. finally, thank you to y/n and my family for being there for me during this time despite the way we were all treated. i know i will get questions, but there will be no explanation, just reputation.
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user59: he really left comments open so we could drag ferrari
user60: and drag i shall do... that man despite the absolute tomfoolery got that shitbox on the podium and NONE OF YOU SHOWED UP
user61: for real, they're out here trying to show charles as petty but then KEEP PROVING HIS POINT LOL
yourusername: i am so unbelievably proud of you. i know this was a hard choice but it's the one you had to make. today and every other day i will always be there to support you even if no one else is
user62: subtle DRAG
charles_leclerc: i love you to the moon and to saturn
yourusername: you're my invisible string
yourusername: also this is what i mean when i say reputation is a love story with a side of shade
user63: i know binotto let out a sigh of relief that he dodged this shit storm
yourusername: that fraud is SO lucky i was under contract while he was there otherwise i'd drag his ass so bad he'd be bald
charles_leclerc: i don't know how he made it out of silverstone alive after the whole finger wagging saga, i had to hold her back
sebastianvettel: i hate to say i told you so .....
charles_leclerc: SEB ????? BUT I'M DOING IT NOW, I'M NOT WASTING IT (tell christian to give me the better strategies i know you're still the o.g golden boy)
maxverstappen1: you know i can see this right?
christianhorner: and me?
charles_leclerc: @yourusername baby please take the fall for me
yourusername: I COMMENTED THAT
maxverstappen1: you guys really aren't slick... you're lucky i already love you two
christianhorner: i feel like i need to brief PR already
yourusername: if it makes it any better i'm a great baker and very generous
redbullracing: WE'LL TAKE IT
user64: @netflix make sure there's a camera in that garage at ALL TIMES
pierregasly: proud of you calmar, i hope this works out better for you than it did for me
yourusername: NO ROOM FOR PITY PARTY HERE SIR
yourusername: wait that was rude, we love you pierre
charles_leclerc: thank you pierre
pierregasly: ummmmmm tell y/n she can't say that ???
charles_leclerc: she made me see the light kinda owe her everything rn, so sorry?
christianhorner: definitely brief PR
note: teehee here it is. MY GOD my writing block has been insane - i also went on a trip to london and got horrendously drunk and made AWFUL decisions. alas, i hope you guys enjoy this and the race later !!
EDIT: I AM SO FUCKING ANNOYED AT THIS RACE ONE DAY WHERE CHARLES IS NOT FUVKED OVER IS ALL I ASK WHAT DID HE DO TO DESERVE THIS
#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1 instagram au#f1 x you#f1#f1 social media au#charles leclerc imagine#charles leclerc instagram au#charles leclerc instagram edit#charles leclerc x you#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc
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pairing : jungkook x sanrio girl!oc
genre : fluff , smut
warnings : RIBBONS!!! đ , sexual content : jk is tied up , p in v , breast play , switch!reader , switch!jk , tit fucking , guided masterbation , creampie , nudes
a/n : this was inspired by this video!! AND HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAYđđ!! btw i made like a whole text au but forgot tumblr had a limited number for pics so i couldn't include it in ughhđŤđŤ
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"hi."
jungkook stares at you from your door, across the living room. he was dressed in black from head to toe, as usual. big puffer jacket, baggy pants and a tank top with a few of his rings on. his body was leaned against the doorframe as he waited for your response.
"you're here!" you squeel, excited to see your boyfriend. especially after your...little argument yesterday. it was childish, really. jungkook was a massive tease. he would tease you about quite literally everything. and maybe yesterday he took it a little too far by making a comment about his exes. multiple exes to say the least :). obviously, you got fucking mad. he was talking about how he never really felt anything real for any of them, except maybe one. obviously that made you feel a bit insecure. what if he feels the same towards you as well? and he's just playing you?
no, he wouldn't do all of this if he was. you're sure. you're very sure! right? he's your jungkookie.
brushing away all those thoughts away, you skip your way towards your boyfriend, only stopping a foot away from him. you look up at your man, arms behind your back with a small smile that's threatening to widen.
jungkook's lips press thinly against eachother as if he's going to say something, but he stops and drops whatever he was holding. next thing, his arms immediately wrap around your body, pulling you to his chest. like this, jungkook wraps his entire body around yours. your nose nuzzled deep in his neck with his arms securely wrapped around you, one around your waist and the other around your back.
your boyfriend bear hugs you for about a minute, gently rocking your body sideways. god, this feels nice. the moment he wrapped his arms around you, it was like everything was fine again. there was some obvious tension still, until the moment before he hugged you like this. your body was relaxed, almost lifelessly laying in his arms.
slowly, you place your palms on his back, hugging him back. jungkook hums in satisfaction, the tip of his tongue in your hair.
"my sweet girl." his embrace felt so warm and safe. you never want to let go.
"i missed you so much." he mumbles into your hair. just as you were about to slowly pull away, he pulls back into his embrace by grabbing your wrists. "let me hold you." he kisses the top of your head.
there is a familiar warm feeling spreading around your stomach. jungkook! >.<!
you just let the man embrace you in silence, squeezing your body over and over again until he feels completely comfortable and fit.
about a minute pass by, so you decided to break the silence.
"you missed me that much?"
"the fuck i look like to you? of course, i did." jungkook pinches the skin on your waist, making you squeak. his hand shifts places to under your butt, lifting your body up effortlessly next. he adjusts you in his hold, both hands under your butt to hold you up. jungkook sighs, comforted, as he walks into your house.
"my stuff!" you whine, hand reaching towards your bag full of goodies on the floor.
"is that all you care about?" the man holding you grunts.
"yup! duh." you pinch his ear.
"we should break up thenâ"
"no. you're not funny, kook." jungkook snickers in return, hand patting your back. he sits on your couch, pulling you closer to his body. gosh, if he could, he'd dig inside his body to have you rest under his skin. he wants to be as close to you as possible.
"y/n, oh my god." jungkook takes a deep breath, thumb caressing the dimple on your cheek as you smile. "yeah?", "baby, i love you so much." he hugs you again, practically squeezing you. you just giggle, cheeks heating up. "oh my god, you're so cute, jungkook!" you coo, hand gently petting his head.
"i'm not cute." his voice comes out muffled. "yes, you are!" "no, don't call me that." jungkook huffs, groaning into your neck. "the way you said that made you even cuter." you giggle. you pull him out of your embrace stand up on his thighs, both hands holding his face up.
"look at you! your head is like a circle!" there you go again.
"oh fuck, baby. give it a rest." jungkook's back is slouched against the back as he watched you fondle his cheeks. "smileee!" jungkook shakes his head in disagreement. you frown, lightly slapping your boyfriend's cheeks. you boyfriend couldn't help but grin a little, the corner of his lips twitching upwards but it quickly conceals it by puffing his cheeks.
"give me a biiig smile, baby." you pinch the tip of his ears. jungkook shakes his head again, clearly saying no. you begin by kissing the tip of his nose, then trailing more up his nose bridge, ending with a soft kiss on his forehead. your cheeks are already heated up as you caress your boyfriend's cheeks, kissing them afterwards. there's faint stains of lip gloss all over his face by now.
"smileeee!" jungkook looks away from you, trying to keep his smile from breaking out. but your charms were just too good. your boyfriend couldn't help but smile widely, followed by a giggle. ack! so cute!
quickly, you push your index fingers forward to poke his dimples. jungkook's laughter fills your ears as you continued to poke his dimples.
"did you bring the ribbons by the way?"
"waitâ" pause. "you were being forreal?" jungkook squints his eyes, trying to read you.
"yeah?" you pout.
"i justâwell, thought you were joking. one sec." jungkook signals you to move out of his lap before he walks towards the bag laying on the floor. he brings the bag to you, pulling out a roll of pink ribbon. he throws it at you and watches it bounce off your chest to your lap.
"now what?" your now curious boyfriend stares at you, waiting for you to do something.
"i'm going to fuck you!" god. such filthy words coming out of someone who looks so innocent.
you stare back at your boyfriend with your eyes wide, a cheeky smile adorning your lips. your fingers fondled with the lace of his sweatpants, sneaking its way upwards and under his tank top. the tips of your fingers make contact with his hard abs as they traced imaginary lines all over.
"little fucking minx." jungkook cusses out.
with a giggle, you sit up on the sofa, pulling down his sweats upto his mid thighs to expose his boxers, semi hard cock very much visible.
teasingly, you bend down to press a kiss to his clothed cock. jungkook's breath hitches, excited. but the excitement vanishes away the moment you pull away and let the sweatpants go back to its original spot.
"what?" "what?" you giggle at his visible confusion.
"weren't you gonna suck my dick?"
"ew! no!" you laugh, slapping jungkook's torso. you get back on your feet before kissing your boyfriend's cheek and skipping your way back to your bedroom. huh? were you gonna fuck him in your room then? before jungkook could even find out, he hears you locking your room.
"Y/N? you can't possibly lock me out of your room after doing that!" the helpless man shouts.
but the ding coming from his phone distracts him, especially your contact appearing right on top. you had sent him a message. now?
babyâ¤ď¸ : take ur pants off and wait on the couchđ¤ p.s. leave the boxers on :) AND CLOSE UR EYES PLS
what the fuck were you planning? er, jungkook didn't care. he was thrilled by this. all he wanted was to burry his cock deep in your cunt.
so far into your relationship, you've never really initiated things yourself. it's always been him suggesting things to try in bed. you've only brought up topics maybe once or twice. so this is definitely rare. it wasn't just you suggesting it, but you were acting on it right on the moment too. so correction: jungkook was far more than thrilled for this. the thought itself got his dick standing up proud and tall.
he made sure to listen to all your orders. your boyfriend was sitting on the couch in his boxers, legs wide spread and waiting for you. he was debating whether to take his shirt off or not. i mean, you didn't tell him to do so. but you also didn't tell him not to. uh. er. maybeâ
"kook, are you ready?~" your sweet voice fills his ears, catching his attention and eyes directing towards your room.
"you want me to close my eyes?" jungkook's eyes shut after the loud yes you shout okay.
once you felt like you were ready with....this?!?! you slowly open the door, trying to not make a sound. you tip toe towards you impatient (and horny) boyfriend on the couch with a tight smile and immediately place your palm on his eyes, blinding his vision.
because of the sudden action, jungkook flinches, hands immediately landing on your thighâmore specifically, your garter.
you freeze, head lowered to see jungkook's finger hooking onto the garter. you watch his lips slowly turn upwards to a smirk, quickly picking on what's happening. his other hand joins the feast, gripping onto your other thigh, slowly sliding up your smooth skin and meeting your ass cheeks. his fingertips touch the thin fabric covering your cunt.
"ha!" jungkook laughs, body falling back against the sofa with a slap to your asscheek. "can i open my eyes now?"
you pout, eyebrows frowned in annoyance. whining, you talk, "ugh! i wanted to surprise you. why do you always have to find out everything?"
"doesn't matter. can i open them now? pleasepleasepleasepleaseâ" "okay."
jungkook's eyes immediately open, and the sight in front almost makes him faint. fucking hell. he didn't know where to look. your face? your tits? ass? uh, i don't know? fuck.
you were wearing a beautiful baby pink lace lingerie set. it was barely covering you, of course, but teased jungkook just the perfect amount. oh fuck. the lace was so thin and fit your body perfectly, decorating you as if you were some prop. the lace had little bows adorning it, along with small roses. his eyes were glued to tour beautiful round tits, secured within the flimsy material. but one thing caught his attention. fuck, he was rock hard. it was the beautiful J necklace he had gifted you a while earlier, sitting perfectly in between your pretty tits.
"shit, baby." jungkook touches the pendant, thumb swiping over the shiny letter. he traces the chain of the necklace upto your neck, giving you goosebumps along the way. jungkook's finger slides over your shoulder blade and down your arm before it lands back on your pendant. he grabs your left breast, squeezing it. he loved how your hard nipples were seen through the useless little material. couldn't help but swipe his thumb over the material a few times, making you let out a whimper here and there.
and the beauty doesn't even stop there.
jungkook's eyes travel downwards, met with your pretty pussy covered with nothing but the little lace fabric. and oh, oh shitâ his eyes widen at the crotchless panties you were wearing. with little bows attached to both hipsters.
"dirty fucking girl." he laughs, hand gripping onto the flesh of your ass.
"you like it?" you tilt your head to the side with a small grin on your face.
"i love it, baby. gimme a twirl." jungkook pats your ass and motions you to do what he asked. you happily accept, taking a few steps back to give him the full view. you begin to twirl around slowly. jungkook enjoys the view with a small smile.
"so pretty, baby. dolled up all for me." he bites his lower lip. "uh huh." you nod.
"c'mere. lemme feel you, princess."
"nuh uh." you refuse, shaking your head from side to side.
"fuck it, what's it now?"
jungkook didn't know what to expect this time. he knew you were nervous about it, judging by your body language. you were standing awkwardly, hands pinned to your back while nibbling on your lower lip. what would make his baby so nervous? shit, maybe, you'll let him have your ass for the first timeâ
"press your hands to your back."
maybe not.
"no. wanna touch you." you knew this would happen.
"please? pleaasee?" you whine.
"no, sweetheart. not doing that. i need to feel you up." jungkook shakes his head.
"c'mon, kook. for me? pretty please?" you smile. you smile so beautifully that it almost makes jungkook drop down to his knees. fuck, was he down bad.
"yea, yea, fine." he grunts, hands pinned to his back now. you happily scoot over, grabbing the roll of ribbons and tying them around jungkook's wrists.
so that's what they were for? jungkook thinks.
when he thought you were finally done, he watches you bend downwards to tie two bows around his naked thighs. then you proceed to do the same to his biceps.
"i feel like a coquette porcelain doll."
"you are! my princess." you hold up his face by his chin, squeezing his cheeks again.
"i hope nobody ever finds out about this." jungkook groans.
nah. jungkook doesn't care. he didn't give a shit, to be honest. you were his girl. he'd put on anything you give him. hell, he'd walk around naked in the streets if you had asked him. with you, he became vulnerable. something he never was before. he'd put on the girliest princess dress and go out if you had asked. in fact, jungkook would rather be proud. to call you his girl of course :). "my girl made me wear this."
"don't worry, won't tell anyone." you kiss the tip of his nose as a reward. you gently push his back by his shoulders, making him rest against the sofa.
perfect! your boyfriend looked like a coquette princess. he looked yummy.
for a second, your mind goes blank, utterly blank. what do you do now? you've never switched the roles during sex...yet. you've always been the submissive one while jungkook handled everything.
"need help?" jungkook's shiteating grin just motivates you to do better. you'll prove him wrong. yeah!
you mutter a small no. you begin by kneeling down in front of your boyfriend, right in between his legs. his hard on was very visible through the thin material of his black calvein klein boxers, even staining it a little as well. you lean forward to press a kiss to where his tip was. licking some precum off the boxer as well.
jungkook hums in approval once you start to pepper kisses all over his boxers, finger hooking to the waistband of his boxers to pull them down. once you've fully taken them off, you begin by stroking the base of his cock up and down. very slowly.
the slow pace of your hands was slowly starting to drive jungkook mad. he wanted you to fasten up, or use your mouth, just do something that'll make him cum. but at the same time, he found it arousing. his girlfriend, usually the one who's begging to get fucked with a pillow in between her legs, taking control and using his cock however she pleased.
jungkook starts to thrust his cock into your hands, begging for more friction. and who are you to oppose. heh. you give in, moving your hands faster on his cock. meanwhile, you also leaned forward to kitten lick his red tip.
wrong. he so desperately wanted you to deepthroat his cock right now.
"fuck, baby, the things i would've done if i had my hands freed right now."
that's just for the play, by the way. only a fool would think that jungkook really felt trapped by those skimpy ribbons. he could easily break out. he's just letting you have your fun for now. you both knew that. such a good boyfie!
you giggle in response before spitting a globe of spit onto his cock. before it slides down his cock, you flatten your tongue on it and spread the spit all over his cockhead. you take the tip of his cock in your mouth, gently sucking on it.
you pull his tip out of your mouth with a pop. jungkook looks at you befuddled, then he tries to touch you. but ohâyeah, the ribbons. he thinks twice and settles on not breaking out of the ribbons.
you reach out your arm to grab the pillow on the couch, then placing it under your knees so that you could sit on it. it gave you some height as well. you look back at your boyfriend with a mischievous smile, then back down at your breasts. your arm travels to your back, your bra, and then slowly unhook it, letting the lingerie material fall down to reveal your perky breasts.
jungkook gasps, slowly putting the puzzle pieces together once you start massaging your breasts while eyeing his cock. shit. he bites his lower lip, watching the way the flesh of your breasts perfectly mold into your hands however you massage it.
your back was arched, chest popping out as you began to stroke his cock with your left hand. meanwhile, your fingers played with your breasts, rolling the little nub in between. jungkook didn't know where to look. your fresh nails set, pretty in pink with cute charms all over, looked so hypnotising wrapped around his cock. you were dripping, it was obvious as you constantly shifted your position on the pillow.
jungkook swears he sees stars once your hand leaves his cock to cup your breasts together and squeeze them. shit.
"put it in, baby." your voice was sultry once you spoke.
jungkook gladly thrusted his hips up, adjusting to the position a little because, well, can't use his hands. your boyfriend slides his cock in between your breasts with a groan, watching the way your breasts squeeze him in just right. he didn't need any lubricant, his cock was wet enough already with precum leaking from the tip.
jungkook begins to thrust his hips up and down sloppily. it was quite hard since his hands were tied. but you decided to help by thrusting your body forward and back to meet the pace of his thrusts. you stare at your boyfriend, whimpering prettily with a layer of sweat covering his face. he looked so pretty like this. cock desperately going in and out of the valley between your boobs. you were slowly starting to like this whole...taking control thing.
"you like this, kook?" you murmur.
your boyfriend laughs, grunting afterwards.
"are you trying to dirty talk to me?"
your eyebrows furrow, "ruined the moment."
he laughs again, tongue swiping over his lower lip. "talk to me. i like hearing your voice."
okay, now you're shy. what do you say now? you mentally cry.
you stay silent, but give him a little nod and continue to let him fuck into your boobs. the louder his moans got, the sloppier his thrusts became. jungkook breaks out a little whine, immediately shutting himself up after that. he's embarrassed, you can see it.
"come on, a little more. you're doing so good, baby." shiiiiit.
he fucks into you faster, but sloppier. just to make it a little easier (heh), you let a globe of spit slide down your chin and fall onto his cock.
"haaâ" your boyfriend moans. and with one last thrust, a creamy liquid spurts out of his tip and lands on your chest, some on your chin as well. he could not believe that he came from just your tits. you let go of your breasts once he slips his cock out, sighing and plopping your forehead on the sofa.
you sit back to your previous position after a few seconds. your tits were covered in his cum. a sight to never forget. a sight to never forget, for sure! you snicker as you grabbed the camera on the coffee table behind you.
"where'd that come from?" jungkook talks.
you shush him with a kiss on his sensitive tip. what's gotten to you?
with the camera, you proceed to take multiple pictures of your breasts. squeezed against eachother, cum dripping from your nipples. to spice it more up, you bring in your boyfriend's (still hard) cock to the picture, playing it between your breasts.
"you're so cute, sweetheart. use my cock however you want." his back was resting on the sofa, half lidded eyes watching you use his cock for your cute little pictures.
"my girlfriend's a little whore? whom are you gonna show these pictures to? other guys?" you know he's joking, but you couldn't help but scoff.
"jus' you. i don't like other people. unlike you." you let go of his cock, letting it bounce back.
jungkook snickers, getting a kick out of annoying you.
"you're so mean!" you slap his chest hard.
"c'mon, baby." you place the camera back on the coffee table. pushing jungkook back, you climb onto his lap, strangling his thighs. you were sitting on his thigh, your crotch directly in contact with his skin. it was hard to not just fuck yourself on his thigh. but eh, maybe.
you moan once your clit touches his thigh. hand cupping your pussy, your index finger gently swipe over your clit a few times. so soft. you begin to rub it a little, flicking the little button over and over.
"having fun playing with yourself, princess? touch her nice and slow first, m'kay? add a finger after, she loves that." the way he was talking about your pussy as if it's completely something else around you so much. you lean back on your boyfriend's thigh, leg spread as your fingers played with your princess parts.
your fingers dip in between your folds, fingers getting coated in your wetness. humming in satisfaction with how wet it is, you seperate your folds with your fingers, forming a v shape. jungkook licks his lips, watching your arousal stick to your fingers.
"pinch her for me." jungkook groans once you obey his command, your own fingers pinching your clit for him. "that's right, sweetheart. now rub it slowly." you follow his words, rubbing your clit gently.
"mmh, i want you." you needed him so bad. wanted him to touch you and make you cum over and over. your fingers fasten at the thought, rubbing your clit harshly.
"you want me to touch you? just say the word and i'll touch you, sweet girl." you wanted to slap him across the face. you wanted his hands all over your body. but that meant removing the ribbons. you didn't want to lose control.
"say yes. i'll touch you good, sweetheart. make you feel just fine, yeah?" jungkook coos at the sight of your pussy compulsions. clenching and throbbing, begging for his touch.
"see, she wants me too. just look at her, baby. you have to let me touch her so i could help her out."
"mmmmgh!" you whine, not liking how this is going.
fuck it!
sitting back up on his lap, you pull on his hair to raise his head up so that you could kiss him harshly. you also manage to whine a "fine" in the middle. the moment jungkook got the que, he laughs, breaking out of those stupid little ribbons. your boyfriend lifts you up from below, your ass now sitting on his forearms as he harshly kissed you.
lips smacking eachother, sucking eachother's tongues and whatnot, jungkook didn't let you catch a breath. he was impatient. he wanted to eat you whole then and there.
"all of that just to take it off once i open my mouth, huh? that cock hungry?" jungkook speaks he removes his mouth from you. you just nod, not having any other words to say.
"lay down, pretty."
you impatiently lay down, stumbling on the pillows while you do it. your back was resting on the arm of the sofa with your leg raised up, your boyfriend getting in between your legs. he takes off his tank top with a smirk, throwing it and letting it land wherever in his room. jungkook takes in the sight in front of him.
you sprawled in front of him, pussy dripping while wearing those slutty little panties. what's even point if your whole cunt's exposed? slut, slut, slut. his slut, though. the sparkling jewellery laying on the swell of your breasts catches his attention next. your boyfriend touches it, caressing the charm with his palm.
J.
he liked that a lot. you were his. his woman, his person, his everything in every possible way. you were the love of his life, his trophy. he carried you around like a trophy. always showing you off to his friends and everyone else.
"my girlfriend"
"my girlfriend"
"my girlfriend"
"my girlfriend"
his eyes sparkled as he leaned down to press a small kiss on the charm. you could feel your boyfriend's warm breath hitting your lips. jungkook licks his lower lip, beginning to kiss your neck. he licks over an area, nuzzling into your shoulder. his left cheek was pressed against your shoulder blade, fingers running down your arm. you literally got goosebumps at his touch. he was so gentle and loving. as if he was treasuring you and your body. worshipping you.
"you're so beautiful, baby. how'd i get so lucky." your breath hitches at his praises, watching jungkook praise the shit out of you while kissing every inch of your body.
the moment he gropes both of your breasts at the same time by those large manly hands, i swear you almost came on the spot. your pussy desperately clench around nothing with your back arched, a small moan escaping your lips. your boyfriend laughs at your reaction, aware of how aroused you've become at this point.
"you want me to finally touch her now?" he signals at your pussy. your head jolts upwards, frantically nodding with a few yesses leaving your lips.
"pleasure." jungkook begins to circle your pretty clit meanwhile his other hand caressed the insides of your thigh, easing you down. your boyfriend slowly lays down on his stomach, face now completely aligned with your glistening pussy.
"hello there, sweetheart." you whine againâshit, you might as well just cum right nowâjungkook's hand suddenly holds your hand, intervening them together. his chin lays on top of your crotch as he looked at you one more time, eyes showing nothing but pure affection towards to.
jungkook places a kiss on top of your clit, tongue gently swiping over the sensitive nub.
"pretty girl." his tongue entered your pussy to lick away all your arousal. you were moaning, pussy clenching at the sensation. it was good, god, his tongue, but it wasn't good enough to make you cum. you knew he was doing this on purpose. not sinking his tongue deeper into your cunt, jungkook just laps on your pussy and enjoys the taste of your wetness.
"so sweet." his fingers joined the party to rub slow and sensual circles on your clit. this was a sight to watch indeed. your boyfriend feasted on your pussy as if he was a starved man.
everything felt so good. he made sure to pull away once you feel like coming as well. meanie.
"keep it in, i need you to milk my cock, not my face." you do nothing but nod.
once he felt satisfied enough by your sloppy cunt, he pulls away to look at you. you notice how puffy his lips looked from all that making out with your pussy. that makes the two of you i guess!
jungkook grins, jacking off his hard cock. he was bricked up, of course. one look at you and it was over for him. you looked like you were straight out of a porno.
"i'm gonna stuff you full of my cock, baby. you would like that, wouldn't you?" he huffs, eyeing your dripping pussy and that pretty little face of yours.
"you make me so cock drunk, jungkook ;(" your manicured toes poke his thigh, foot almost about touch his cock until he playfully pushes it away with a laugh. "patience."
"look at how pretty these are." you hook a finger under the trap of your crotchless panties, pulling on it and letting the material slap back into place. "bought it just for you." there's a proud little grin on your face.
"yeah? who's card did you use?"
you hesitate for a moment, but answer. "mine."
jungkook pauses, eyebrow raising followed with a slap on your thigh.
"i've told you so many times to use my card but you never do. do i have to fuck the thought into you now?"
"uh-huh. jus' doesn't feel right to use your money for your own surprise." you pout.
"i don't care. i've clearly told you to use my card whenever you want."
"noooooo," you whine, "my friends are already calling you my sugar daddy!"
"then let them." he laughs, tracing your folds with his fingers. jungkook pushes two fingers in at once, beginning to scissor them in.
"ngh! i want your cock! not your fingers...!"
"gotta prep you, sweetheart." he fastens the pace of your fingers inside you, contemplating whether to add a third one in or not. eh, just do it. he stretches your cunt out with all three fingers while his other hand drew invisible doodles on your cute tummy.
once he feels like you're stretched out enough, he carefully pulls his fingers out, licking them clean afterwards. it was so nasty, yet so arousing.
without anymore waiting, jungkook's cock was already slipped in with no problems. he gives you a second to adjust to his cock as you shifted in your position, making yourself comfortable. once you gave him the okay signal, your boyfriend begins to give you those heavenly thrusts of his.
"haaa." you take a deep breath in, hands holding jungkook's shoulders for support. his pace wasn't fast, it was rather slow and sensual. he took his time with you. it was slow, he touched every inch and corner of your pussy this way. it was perfect. your mushy walls molded into whatever he wanted.
"nygh. ~" you let out small whines and moans, loving the way his cock slides in and out of you. it just felt so good.
"you're so amazing, please never stop." you speak out followed by a gasp, making jungkook chuckle. "never stoppin', sweetheart."
his face was buried in your neck, inhaling in your scent. your boyfriend licked your earlobe, tugging on it with his teeth a few times.
he begins to fasten his pace around you once he felt you clenching around him repeatedly. you moan out a long whine, the heel of your foot now digging into his asscheek while he pounded his cock into you. at this point, your moans had already sinked in together, turning out harmonically.
"you close?" your boyfriend leans down to whisper in your ear. you just nod, not really having the energy to speak words. you were fucked. you looked so fucked out from his dick, it was unreal. he loved this look on you, though. eyes half lidded, lips formed in an 'o' shape and breasts jumping up and down.
"shit, gonna drive me crazy." he lightly slaps your cheek. but you lean into his hand, wanting more of his touch.
soon you feel your orgasm coming in. ah, shit, clawing your nails into jungkook's shoulders, you just close your eyes and cum. jungkook's eyes were glued to your pussy as your juice milked his cock good. there was a white ring formed around his cock, making him smirk.
soon, jungkook cums as well, very well triggered by the pleasure from your orgasm. but he looks at you, asking whether he could cum inside or not. once you give him your approval, jungkook wastes no time to completely empty his balls into your cunt. he fucked you through his high, fucking his cum deeper into your pussy. it's fine, you were on birth control anyway.
he slowly pulled out of you, not letting you get hurt or anything. and then he just threw himself over your body. "oh!" you giggle a little. your boyfriend licked your cheek and bit it as if he was about to take a big bite out of his favourite food.
he leaned back to watch his cum drip down from your pussy. "heh." jungkook collects the liquid with his finger then guides it to your lips. you happily wrap your lips around them.
"can't let a drop go to waste."
you laugh, hitting his chest playfully. you spent another few minutes laying on top of eachother until you decided to break the silence.
"so, did you like my surprise?"
you knew damn well he LOVED it. you just wanted to hear the story.
"best surprise ever, sweet girl." he caresses your cheek with the back of his index finger.
"happy valentines day, my love âĄ"
"happy valentines day, jungkook âĄ"
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BABY DADDY â exbf!dad!rafe x mom!reader
summary: you have a baby with your ex, rafe, but when you arrive early to pick her up from his place, you discover drugs on the tableâŚ
warnings: toxic!rafe, arguing, mentions of cocaine, rafe being manipulative and a total asshole, cussing, angst, lmk if i missed anymore!
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your daughter is the most perfect little girl you couldâve asked for. sheâs sweet, funny, sassy, and so beautiful. the older she got, the more she began to look like rafe. she has his bright blue eyes, his dirty blonde hair, the same shaped eyes and nose⌠she was his twin. and you were unsure whether or not you liked it so much. you love your daughter more than anything in the world, but gosh, you wish you didnât see your ex in her every time you look at her.
rafe had her over the weekend, so when sunday evening approached, you left to pick her up. upon arriving at his place, you knock on the door and wait for it to open, but suspiciously, nobody answers. you frown, looking down at your phone to realise it was an hour earlier than youâd usually come to pick the baby up.
you knock again, only this time hearing footsteps rushing to the door. it swings open, and rafe greets you with a smile. âhey,â he moves out of the way, motioning for you to come inside.
âhi,â you walk inside, looking around. âwhere is she?â
âoh, sheâs in bed.â he tells you, scratching his head. âalready? she isnât usually tired at this timeâ your brows furrow in confusion, it was only 6 PM. âyeah, well, she wanted to go to bedâ rafe shrugs. you ignore him, walking to his bedroom to grab your daughter.
slowly opening the door, you see your baby laying awake in her crib, making you grin and walk over to her. âhi, baby girlâ you softly say, reaching down to pick her up. she raises her arms, making grabby hands at you. you giggle as you pick her up, holding her on your side.
âmommy missed you so much,â you plant kisses on her cheek, making her laugh. rafe is stood by the door at this point, watching you both. you turn around and notice him, âdid you have fun with daddy, hm?â you ask her, gently bouncing her up and down on your hip.
âyeah we did. we went to the park, and the beach, and we went to see your grandpa and auntâs, didnât we, baby?â rafe says, walking over to you both to give his daughter a kiss on the head. he loves her so much, you can see that. âooh, that sounds funâ you giggle, looking at your daughter with a grin on your face.
âuh huh, we had the most funâ rafe smiles, tickling his daughter in your arms. hearing her adorable laugh made you both giggle in adoration.
âright, girl, we gottaâ go.â you tell your baby as if she can understand what youâre saying. you walk out of the room with her in your arms as rafe follows behind. you start to gather her things before noticing something in the living room.
on the table lies a fresh line of cocaine, with the bag it came from next to it. âis that?âŚâ you ask, carefully setting your daughter down on the floor to let her play for a minute. rafe stops what heâs doing to look at what youâre looking at, both of your faces dropping.
âare you serious?!â you raise your voice at him, but not loud enough to scare or startle the baby. âwhat?â he asks so stupidly. âwhâ what?!â your eyebrows raise and eyes widen in anger. âyour one year old fucking daughter is in the next room and⌠wait, is that why you put her to bed?â you ask, connecting the dots.
he put her to bed early so he could feed to his drug habit.
ârelax, sheâs fine, isnât she?â he asks, frowning as if youâre overreacting. âsheâs fine? yeah, sure, that makes it all okay, rafe!!â you respond with pure sarcasm and rage. the two of you start to argue and bicker back and forth as your baby takes no notice. sheâs too young to understand, and instead ignores you both to play with her toys.
âwhat if you got up to do something and she went over there, rafe?!â you yell, but again, not too loudly. âwell she didnât!â he argues back. âwell what if she did, huh?!â youâve never been this angry before, your face just inches away from his.
âthatâs why sheâs in my rooââ
âthatâs why?! so she wasnât even tired, you just put her to bed so you could ignore her while you sniff your fucking lines?!â you place your hands on your forehead out of stress.
âi wasnât ignoring her!â rafe yells back.
âdo you do this every weekend? is this why you took so long to answer the door?!â you ask him. âno, jesus, y/n! chill the fuck outâ you stress him out now, watching as he runs his hand through his hair.
âchill out? you want me to chill out, after doing that shit around our daughter?!â you squint in anger at his stupidity. how could he be so selfish? to you and your daughter.
âiâm not doing it around her! iâm doing it while sheâs in the next room, no big deal. iâm not hurting anyoneâ he argues, defending himself like a cocaine addiction is normal.
âoh, thatâs fine then. itâs no big deal, youâre right. come on, y/d/n, weâre leaving.â you sarcastically roll your eyes before turning around to pick your daughter up from the ground.
âdonât think for a second that youâre seeing her next week, you can fuck off.â you face rafe for a moment before grabbing the babyâs bag with your other hand, and walking over to the front door.
ây/n,â rafe says, quickly following you to the door. âwhat?!â you snap, making your baby jump in your arms. âdonât be like that, iâm sorry!â rafe pleads, begging you not to keep his daughter away from him. he may love her, but boy is he stupid.
ârafe, this is the type of shit you could go to prison for, and get her taken away from us! is that what you want?!â you shout at him, not noticing as your baby begins to cry.
she ignored the fight when she was sat on the floor, but now sheâs face to face with you both, witnessing the argument firsthand, which scared her.
âoh, baby,â you quickly divert your attention to her after hearing her cry, attempting to comfort her. âsee what you did? come hereâ rafe blames you, taking his baby from your arms before you could protest.
âme?!â you ask him, the audacity. âyes, you!â rafe says, rocking the baby back and forth in his arms to calm her down, shushing her. âgive her back to me, rafeâ you demand, holding your arms out.
âno, you just made her cry.â he shakes his head, moving your daughter away from you as tears roll down her cheeks. âit was your fault!â you say to him, getting frustrated now.
âyeah, itâs always my fault. you want her to be raised around this? around her mom constantly yelling and being fucking crazy?â he asks as if youâre the problem.
âiâ oh my godâ you shake your head. ârafe if you donât give her back to me, i swear to godâŚâ you clench your fists. âwhat? you gonna hit me? with her in my arms? you could go to prison for that, too, you knowâ he tuts, shaking his head at you. he is the master manipulator in your life, you donât know how you ever had a kid with him.
you love your daughter to death, but sometimes you just wish she had a different father.
âoh, fuck you, rafe.â you look at him with fiery eyes, almost as if you could murder him right now. âsee how your mommy talks to me, baby?â he diverts his attention to the little girl in his arms, making you roll your eyes.
âyour mommy can be real crazy, huh?â he says, only this time looking at you while he says it, which ticked you off the edge. âdonât talk to me about crazy, you fucking psycho.â you raise your voice at him, reaching for your daughter, but he moves her away again.
ârafe! let me take her home!â you yell. âthis is her home, tooâ he shrugs, not yelling as he gently shakes her in his arms, trying to prove that you are the problem, not her daddy. âso youâre just not gonna give her back to me, is that it?â you ask, dropping your arms and giving up trying to get your baby back.
âthatâs right. you can leave, sheâs staying with me.â he nods. âwhy? so you can lock her away in the bedroom again? while you snort your fucking life away?â you still argue.
âbelieve whatever you wannaâ believe, but i am not giving her back to you when you just scared herâ rafe shakes his head, keeping your daughter away from you which angered you deeply.
âit was your fault!!!â you say again, like you said before, but he never listens. âyeah, yeahâ he rolls his eyes, turning to walk away from you. âwhere are you going?!â you raise your voice.
âwe are going away from you so you can calm your fuckinâ psycho ass down. makinâ a baby cry like that, whatâs wrong with you?â he says, still walking away with the baby.
thereâs no winning with rafe. you get the blame for acting crazy, starting fights and trying to protect your daughter. you just dread to think what he will tell her when she gets older.
âyou know what? iâm done. iâm leaving. iâll be back for MY baby, asshole.â you shout, opening the front door and slamming it as you walk out. rafe always manipulated you, always got his way with you⌠you shouldâve considered that before pushing his baby out a year ago.
this is SHORT and i really donât know if i like it or not⌠hopefully you guys liked it! lmk what yall think in the comments. thank you so much for all the support, i LOVE you guys. <333
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âľ burning desire -> s.jy
â ď¸ smut (mdni)
â pervert!jake x innocent reader, praising, dirty talk, bj, oblivious reader, masturbation, corruption kink, cursing.
summary: you never thought that the person you would ask to take your virginity would be your roommateâs best friend.
wc: 2.5k
(jake x fem.reader)
âoh jakeâs coming over by the way.â sunghoon, your roommate/ child hood friend said as he walked into the living room to where you were.
you werenât surprised at this point. jake should just move in at this point from how much he comes over. even though he comes pretty much everyday, youâre still kinda awkward with him. youâve probably had a total of three full conversations with him. sunghoon had many other friends yet jake is the only one who would come over.
âiâll go get some groceries, since the fridge looks so sad, if he comes before me just tell him iâll be back.â sunghoon said before grabbing his keys and leaving the loft.
great. itâs gonna be him and you alone. can you get any luckier ?
not even ten minutes passed after sunghoon left when you heard your doorbell echo throughout the house. knowing who it was, you took a deep sigh and opened the front door, revealing a messily-haired jake. he had on an oversized zip-up jacket with some baggy jeans. youâd never admit this out loud but he was very attractive. maybe thatâs the reason you canât seem to talk with him, youâll just get too nervous around him.
jake smiled at your presence. he saw the absence of sunghoonâs car and was more than thrilled to be with you all alone.
truth be told, jake was actually obsessed with you. from the way you act, tell jokes, to the way you smell. he never missed an opportunity to be close to you. you were very oblivious to this. not noticing how some of your panties would go missing whenever he came over, or how he would blatantly stare at your ass anytime you bent down or just turned around in general. jake loved that. he wanted to ruin you.
you looked adorable today, with your skimpy baby blue shorts that barely covered your ass and a simple white tank top, âunfortunately with a bra onâ jake thought.
sunghoonâs better than him, cusâ he wouldâve fucked you the moment you moved in.
âsunghoon went to get some groceries, heâll be back shortly, come in.â you softly smiled, letting jake walk through the doorstep.
âhowâs college going?â he asked you, sitting down on the brown couch.
âitâs going alright, just a lot of work.â you awkwardly giggled.
âhave you gone to the parties?â
âerm..not really, i donât really like that environment anyways. i prefer staying in my room.â you were now sitting on the sofa across from him.
thatâs another thing jake loved about you. you were so well-behaved. from what he knows, because sunghoon has told him, youâve never gotten wasted or anything, you were that type of girl, youâre always on top of your schoolwork, leading you to be a valedictorian in high school. you were probably even still a virgin.
â iâll be right back, i need to go take a quick shower.â
jake, being who he is, obviously took this opportunity for himself. sneakily opening your bathroom door an inch, enough to see you in it. although the fog stained on the glass shower didnât let him see your bare body, the image was exotic. he could see your hands wander all across your wet body. the fact that he couldnât see all of you turned him in even more.
it didnât take long for him to coming your bedroom (which he knows like the back of his hand) and engulf himself into the comfort of your bed. gosh he loved your scent so fucking much. he knew he didnât have much time so he lowered his jeans along with his boxers and wrapped his hand around his cock.
his breath got louder along with his moans, hoping you wouldnât hear him. he accelerated his hand motion, closing his eyes imagining you. pictures of you in the shower showing in his mind, wanting to fuck you against that wet wall. it didnât take long for his cum to spurt out over his bare stomach along with his hand.
he quickly got dressed properly and wiped his hands, trying to leave your room as soon as possible, not before going into your cabinet where you keep your panties, grabbing a new pair since the ones he had at home were used and dirty from his juices. he shoved it in his pocket trying to run out, but before he knew it he heard the door click open.
naturally his brain got into fight or flight, looking for the nearest place to hide in, running to your closet.
you walked into your room, nothing but a towel wrapped around your wet body. jake didnât fully close the closet door, this allowed him to see you. he hoped you wouldnât come into the closet, knowing how embarrassing and overall weird it would be to find your friendâs friend in your bathroom hiding.
jakeâs prayers were answered as you already had the clothes you were going to put on neatly folded on top of your nightstand. while grabbing your clothes, you noticed how awfully disorganized your bed was. did you leave it like this ? almost like a figure was there.
you brushed it off and got to changing. you let go of your towel letting it drop to the floor. jake was in heaven. his breath hitched, almost gasping out loud at what he was seeing. he put a hand over his mouth to get himself caught. you were perfect.
you clipped a bra around your perfectly sat tits, just like jake imagined them, fuck he could feel himself getting hard again. heâs about to burst out the door and have you bouncing on his dick.
you then opened your the drawer were you would keep all your panties and grabbed a pair, youâve noticed how you havenât seen some of your panties in a long time. like the one with the pink bows? gone. the baby blue ones? gone. the dark red ones? gone. and itâs always your favourites too.
you quickly put it on, remembering that jake is downstairs and you donât want him to be alone for long and become bored.
jake was enjoying the show. you donât know youâre being watched yet the way youâre putting in your clothes is so seductive. or maybe jakeâs just horny.
you soon finish and grab the towel to put it back into the bathroom, leaving your room.
jake knew this was his only chance and sprinted to the living room. trying to not make noise as well. in the span of fifteen seconds he was downstairs, seated. exactly ten seconds later, he heard a front door opening revealing sunghoon. he always gets away with it
>>
â _______ are you going to live like this for the rest of your life? â your friend, giselle, said. she would not die before she gets you to attend those goofy frat parties.
âiâm happy like this gis, i donât want to be around sweaty drunk people, sorry.â as much as you loved giselle, the two of you were the complete opposite.
âjust for like an hour or so, so you can live it. youâll regret not having fun once you grow old!â
although you did not want to go an inch, you give a thought to what she said. she could be right. youâll feel out of place for sure, but maybe itâs not as bad as you think?
âi guesssssssâŚ.â you quietly said but giselle heard you loud and clear, jumping in excitement as if she just won the lottery.
âalright alright letâs calm down.â
âyou pulling up to yeonjunâs party tonight?â sunghoon asked jake while they played on the gaming console.
âerm iâm not sure, Iâve got schoolwork to do.â
âjake sim missing a party? thatâs some i thought ill never hear.â jake rolled his eyes at his comment.
âliterally everyone is going though, even _______.â
jakeâs mind lit up. you were going? what in the world made you go? suddenly jakeâs dying to go too.
âshe is? i thought she hated those things..â
âi thought so too, but supposedly her friend begged her to go and she wants to try it out.â
of course giselle was behind this. jake knew the two of you were inseparable, and she wasnât the best influence either.
âiâll see if i go..â jake said before shifting the conversation to another topic.
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âisnât this too much?â you asked looking at yourself in the mirror. the dress, to anyone else, looked completely normal for a party, yet for you, it was way too open and revealing, specially in the chest area. ( itâs just a v-neck)
âyou think this is too much? please. itâs not even short short, besides your boobs look great.â you donât get it. what makes them so great?
âalright letâs go now, before they finish all the booze.â giselle dragged you outside, getting into her car.
jake was starting to believe you simply werenât coming. you wouldnât. youâd hate it here.
his mind stopped talking when he saw you. that wasnât you. who took over you? you looked very unlike yourself. a skimpy dress that barely covered your body. who the hell ? he could not get hard in the middle of a party surrounded by his friends, so he looked away, trying to ignore you as hard as it was.
âwait _____ youâre a virgin?!â one of giselleâs friends, karina, exclaimed after she asked you why you looked so tense.
âis that that obvious?â youâve never bothered thinking about losing your virginity. it honestly seemed painful that one time you had to write an essay about sexual reproduction sophomore year of high school, so you never went back to it. you donât have the time for any of that nonsense.
âholy shit youâre the first person in college iâve met thatâs still a virgin! â
you donât get whatâs so surprising. youâre still young anyway. either way, you barely know how to satisfy someone or even yourself.
âwait have you even masturbated?â you shook your head no. the gasps that fell from the table yâall were sitting at could be heard all over the frat house.
âshut up youâre joking, actually?â
âgirl what do you do for fun?â
âyou need to get laid so you can feel how good it is i swear.â
you quickly dismissed her other friend, ningningâs request. you were too nervous to even go up to a man, how the heck could you just do it with him?
âthis room is drowning with fine men, and youâre hot, simple hook.â her other friend said, chaewon. damn giselleâs more popular than you thought.
âi really donât know anyone here, itâll be too awkward..â you scratched your neck. this just made you realize how disconnected socially you were. you only knew sunghoon and jake out of the thousand people here.
âwait her roommate is sunghoon right giselle?â giselle nodded at kazuhaâs question.
âwait sunghoon? ew no. iâve known him forever weâre like siblings!â kazuha chuckled.
âno not him! but his bestie, jake. heâs been glancing at our table since we got here. you know him?â
jake? you never thought of him that way. sure he was handsome and very honestly your type of guy, but would he really? from what you know, he's not that type of guy. sunghoon described him as the "purest" of his friend group. (girl if only you knew..)
âheâs cute, and kazuhaâs right, he keeps staring at you.â giselle adds on.
jake couldnât enjoy himself. knowing youâre here somehow affects him more than he thought it would. he shouldâve stayed playing on his playstation.
while the rest of his friends went on to dance with their girlfriends, jake stood there seated on the stool. glancing your direction every now and then, hoping to god you wouldnât catch him. he was so lost in his head that he didnât even notice someone standing next to him.
almost as if you could read his mind, there you were. standing, arms crossed, bitting your lip nervously. like you had something to tell him.
youâve never flirted with anyone before, youâre just going to âwing itâ like chaewon said.
â______? i thought you didnât like this environment.â he started the conversation, quoting what you said to him a couple of days ago when he visited.
you laughed nervously. âha, yea, still do but i guess i just wanted to try it out for once.â jake could tell somethingâs up. normally you wouldnât be so nervous talking to him. or maybe he just looks real fine tonight.
to ease up the tension, jake led the conversation pretty smoothly. mostly asking you about school and such. thankfully, you looked more relaxed a couple of minutes into the conversation, he really is a great talker, you thought.
somehow the topic tumbled over boyfriends and girlfriends. you donât know how.
âseriously? i donât believe you!â jake said as you told him your very empty love life. jake already knew this obviously, he just pretended to not know so you wouldnât be weirded out.
âhave you?â you asked. jake nodded. â like three in high school but none during college, just hook-ups i guess.â your eyes widened, not expecting that last part. this is what sunghoon thinks of as âpureâ ?
âwhat is that surprising?â jake chuckled after seeing your reaction. you waved him off denying it, but it was actually shocking.
âsorry, i didnât mean to react like that.â
âitâs cool donât worry. iâm guessing you donât do those kind of things.â your cheeks were tinted red. the way he was staring at you at that moment did something inside you that youâve never felt before.
âuh, no never actually.â jake just smirked at your response, now catching up on why you came up to him so nervous.
jake never thought this day would actually come. he had you asking him to âshow him how to do it.â
and there he was, showing you. you were on your knees in front of him, looking up at him with those cute doe eyes of yours.
âjust stroke it baby , up and down, slowly.â you were almost scared of screwing it up. your hand can barely wrap around his dick completely. jake had to hold himself together, he could cum right now.
âfuck yeah just like that baby, now faster.â you do as told, noticing how lubricated heâs become. you were engrossed at his reactions. he was groaning and moaning with every stroke you gave.
âopen your mouth baby, i wanna feel it.â mouth?
âmy mouth? do i just suck it? or ?â
âjust open it baby.â you soon opened your mouth while he gathered your hair into a ponytail in his hands. pushing himself in as much as he could.
you did what your intuition told you to and began sucking it and licking it, catching jake by surprise.
âshit princess. stepping ahead i see.â his head thrown back, this might be the best head heâs ever gotten.
the image of the way your small mouth wrapped around his cock drove him insane.
jake started moving his hips up into your mouth, making you gag. although you pretty much couldnât breath properly. youâŚliked it? you did not want to let go of him.
âfuck baby, stop i canât cum so fast, i need to fuck you.â he said pushing you off of his dick, laying you down on his bed, bare right in front of him.
your heart started to speed up, was this actually about to happen?
ârelax baby, i promise ill try to make it as enjoyable as possible. trust me.â he said kissing your plump lips.
jake looked calm and cool on the outside but was he panicking on the inside. like he said before, he canât believe the day finally came.
his hands rummaged through your body, fuck it was literally perfect. just like the last time he saw it.
his fingers found your pussy, rubbing your clit, catching you by surprise. youâve never had this sort of sensation before. as he kept teasing your heat and sucking your clit, you get what the girls were talking about.
âoh my- â you could barely speak as jake was too fixated in your pussy. your fingers entangled between his locks, youâve really been missing out.
jake pulled away, earning a whine form the loss of contact, but then you saw him grab a condom and roll on to him.
you took a deep breath as he lined himself up in your entrance.
âitâs going to hurt a little at first baby, itâs normal, just relax okay?â you nodded and kissed him before he entered inch by inch.
jake in reality wanted to pound into you. seeing your expressions with his cock inside of you isnât helping.
it hurt more than a âlittleâ , you had to admit. as he fully entered you, jake groped your breast, kissing them, leaving hickeys all over them. knowing that no other man has been able to do this to you made him moan. youâre all his.
âyou can move..â you said getting the green light to start to thrust.
soon the pain you felt in the beginning, vanished as you suddenly wanted him to go faster and faster.
âoh fuck right there!â this was the first time jake heard you curse and fuck was it hot.
âyea baby? want me to go faster? you love this cock that much already hm?â you nodded desperately.
jake was over the moon, this was so much better than what he imagined. you were like an actual goddess, he was the lucky one.
jake, wanting to go deeper, grabbed your thighs and put them over his shoulders, leaning down.
you felt like you were in another world. you had no idea you could feel this amount of pleasure ever. you were almost crying from the level of ecstasy.
âi f-feel something, i think iâm going to comeâŚâ you said, unsure of what the feeling was.
âshit baby me too, cum all over my dick like the good girl you are.â your legs trembled as you felt some sort of relief wash over your body. both jake and you moaned as your climaxes reach over.
pulling out and dispensing his condom, jake laid next to you, grabbing your waist.
âsoâŚwhat do you think?â he said caressing your cheek. you looked at him in awe.
âshouldâve done that a long time ago.â
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snow melts â Coriolanus snow
masterlist | pairing: Coriolanus snow x reader
summary: Coriolanus likes to keep people at arm distance, but what does it look like when he lets someone in?
warnings: kinda fluffy(?) + BOOK SPOILER OF TBOSAS
a/n: Iâm unsure if the one thing I spoiled from the book is in the movie.. if it is someone let me know! I mustâve missed it
the capitol is in walking distance. all you have to do is cross the traffic circle, pray you donât get hit, and enter the warm building. you can see it now, you can feel the precipitation building up against your skin under the thick layersâ honk!
a curse falls out of your lips. too busy daydreaming about the warm welcoming breeze of the capitol, you failed to notice the cars thatâs tires crunch under the snow and spread slush around your thick boots.
days like these were meant to sit inside your warm apartment and sip hot tea. they werenât meant for you to cross in inches deep of snow and bore yourself with lectures and reading.
but thereâs one person who might make things worth it. if heâs there. youâd imagine a snow would love this weather, to watch the heavy flakes cover the capitol and dance around making peoples lives miserable, Coriolanus was a lot like snow. a bit evil, a bit cold, but at the right temperature you could melt him into mush.
the traffic clears, and finally, you can sprint across to make your way to class. it had taken far too long for you to cross to the capitol, with traffic, ice, and snow, but once you make it inside you donât regret coming.
âgosh you look awful.â festusâs comment earns a low growl to escape your lips, itâs hard to ignore him, but coriolanus does so easily, and helps remove your layers.
âhowâd you beat me here?â you ask, heâs folding your coat against his arms and flattening your static hat hair. typically, Coriolanus was on time, heâs never early, but today he mustâve had a meeting with clemnesia, or possibly sejanus, that sent him into the unplowed roads and blustery wind.
you canât imagine how cold he mustâve been. itâs his worst kept secret with you. Tigris had made him a wool coat, but heâd been to embarrassed to wear it, and he refused a coat from your families closet. this then results in him walking in brutal conditions with nothing but his school uniform on.
âmeeting with dean highbottom.â its his turn to growl. the two werenât fond of each other, but with Coriolanus being a student, and a man with scarce amount of money, coriolanus was in no position to make enemies in the capitol. so, he did what any student would do, suck up to the dean in hopes thatâll erase all the problems.
âis it about your demerit?â you whisper the words quietly enough that not another soul could hear you. Coriolanus hadnât told his grandmother, but only you and sejanus knew of such record.
Coriolanus rolls his eyes muttering a yes, before guiding you through the mass crowds of students into the lecture hall. feeling his hand on your back sends a wave of electricity through your body. you loved his hands on you, in anyway possible, but Coriolanus was a love starved man. it was never easy to get him to show affection.
âI should thank Tigris.â
coriolanusâ eyebrows nearly string together when you turn to look at him, âwell youâre not good with showing your affection, I know she has to do with this.â you chuckle a thank you, taking your things from him and watch him march across the lecture hall to his side of the room.
Coriolanus was as cold as snow sometimes, but with you? he was always melting.
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New hair, who dis?
Ran Haitani x f!reader
After years of friendship, Ran is growing and maturing right in front of your eyes but you cannot bring yourself to accept what change brings about.
cw: nsfw, mdni, basically porn with plot, friends to lovers, reader is oblivious, ran is a simp, rindou is so done, masturbation, mirror sex, use of sex toys, hair kink ig, lots of pet names.
wc: 9,7k
a/n: gosh this is way too long Iâm so sorry I just have too many ideas and once I start writing I cannot stop myself. many more fics to come, I have a long list of fantasies to satisfy. also, we stan simp ran in this house.
One thing you were not expecting when opening the door of your apartment that evening was for Ran to walk in looking like a completely different person.
You wouldnât even have recognized him if it werenât for his purple eyes staring down at you with their ever-present mischievous glint.
Lately, his lanky body has been filling out the new suits heâs wearing in a delicious way, and the time heâs been putting in at the gym, even if reluctantly, is visibly paying off.
You notice he has removed the transparent plaster from the fresh tattoo on his neck, black ink a stark contrast against his pale skin.
Thereâs something else missing, and the sight is so unsettling that for a moment you think about closing the door on his face.
Who is this man staring back at you? If this is Ran, why are his infamous braids gone?
âRan, what the fuck?â
âI can explain!â He puts his hands up, gesturing at you to let him come in, and you move out of his way automatically as you take him in from different angles.
The door gets closed behind your back and Ran wraps your wrist in one of his big hands to steer you to your couch in the center of the living room. Youâre both silent as you sit down, your eyes fixed on the damage.
âI cut my hair.â
âI can fucking see that!â The smug grin that was stretching his pretty lips slowly fades at the agitation in your voice. The thing is that you donât understand why you feel so distraught.
It shouldnât matter, right? Itâs not like he went and cut your own hair behind your back. Yeah, he couldâve let you know about such an important decision in his life as he does with pretty much everything else. He couldâve maybe even asked for your opinion. But he didnât have to.
You and Ran have been friends for years, more than a decade, and you have seen him cut and style his hair multiple times in the past. Just because you are particularly infatuated with the way his two-toned braids swung around while fighting, or how he would twirl them with his baton and long fingers, and how it looked untied, forming a messily shaped halo behind his head while resting on the pillow during one of your many cuddling sessions⌠doesnât mean he had to ask for your permission.
Itâs not like he knows how much you love to brush his soft locks before twisting them back into the braids that come hunting you on your dream-filled nights. Because youâve never told him. So itâs not his fault if all these things donât matter to him.
âYou donât like âem?â He coughs to hide the embarrassment he feels after asking such a vulnerable question. Ran has never really cared about what other people think of him, except for maybe Rindou, sometimes. But youâre an exception.
He knows heâs far from ugly and he thought he looked real good with the new haircut. He was excited to match with his little brother once again, and he thought you would also, considering how well you reacted a couple of weeks ago when Rin showed you the light purple color he got done at the saloon.
Maybe, just maybe, you like Rin a bit better? No, he thinks, it canât be possible. He wouldâve noticed something like that.
Then why are you acting so⌠mad? Or is it hurt he sees painted across your pretty face?
You let out a sigh, âNo, it looks good. I overreacted, Iâm sorry. I justâ I wasnât expecting you to cut your hair, thatâs all.â
He scoffs, as if he doesnât believe your words, and pulls one of your hands up to his hair. He wants to convince you that not much has changed, and youâll still get to play with it while watching movies, he thinks itâs soft enough with the treatment he has done, âSee, itâs still pretty long, just pushed back. Maybe you can braid it sometimes.â
You laugh at that and Ran smiles at you. You meet his soft gaze before daring another glimpse at his new haircut. Itâs styled in such a way that accentuates his sharp facial structure, jawline visible in all its glory.
âYou lookâŚâ Hot. Fuck. You shake your head, trying to reign yourself in as you stroke the soft hair, âIt looks good, more mature. Itâs fluffier than I thought, Rannie.â
The more you look at him the more you realize that this new look of his is toying with your already decaying sanity.
Pull yourself together, for fuckâs sake.
Ran lets it go after that, props you to get settled on the couch, and removes his suit jacket before grabbing some drinks and snacks to watch a movie.
An hour in, he lays his head on your chest. Itâs routine, heâs always been clingy with you, in private. And youâve always enjoyed the closeness, no matter how confusing it might be, so you never question him.
Your hands subconsciously bury themselves between his lilac locks. You can hear him let out a deep sigh as you scratch his scalp, relaxing into your hold.
âLooks good, Ran. I like it a lot,â You whisper as if to reassure him, whilst youâre only stopping yourself from confessing that you would like him even if he were bald. Your gentle motions make him fall asleep with his lips curled in a smile.
My sleepy boy, you think.
That night you wake up in a cold sweat. The blond tresses that you constantly dream of softly stroking have been subsided by messy lilac locks. The short length is being gripped by your hands as its owner's head peaks from between your thighs. Unfortunately, itâs not very the first time you dream of Ran in such a compromising position. But the matching lavender gaze staring at you with purpose is now fresh in your memory, and makes his haircut seem even more attractive, the perfect length to shove him back against your heat.
Your cheeks redden as you try to shake the feeling away, you get rid of the covers and turn on your side ready for sleep to take over once again, but his new and improved look keeps hunting you at every toss and turn.
You reach into your bedside table for the only thing that can bring you peace of mind: your trusty vibrator. Itâs a small bullet one, but it does its job just fine when you press it against your clit to release the pent-up stress of the day. You think nothing of it when the face that appears behind your closed eyelids as you come is that of your bestfriend.
The next couple of weeks, it doesnât escape Ran the fact that youâre looking at him a little weird. At first, he thinks you might still be trying to get used to his new look. It was definitely a drastic change, and for you who have known him for such a long time, to be faced with it without him even giving you any heads up mustâve been weird. So he hopes that the gift he has planned to give you, will be enough to make it up to his bestfriend, to show how much he cares about your friendship and your opinions, even if he didnât ask for it this time.
Then he starts panicking because you stop picking up his phone calls. You donât make plans to hang out with him anymore, just shoot a text from time to time to let him know that youâre okay but busy. Heâd like to believe you, but youâve always made time for him before. Youâre avoiding him.
He doesnât know that you cannot bring yourself to face him anymore. You had managed to suppress the feelings you harbor for him for years, but seeing him in another light, with his childish braids replaced by a more mature and undoubtedly attractive look, has been the hardest challenge for you.
You feel ashamed by the number of times his face has been appearing in your mind at the most inconvenient times. You feel too dirty to look him in the eyes and pretend like you donât dream of them at night.
Ran has reached a level of desperation where he has to involve his brother before he loses his cool over something that, he thinks rationally, shouldnât even bother him that much. The two of you are just friends, you donât owe him your time.
Luckily, you pick up Rindouâs call on his first try, you havenât heard from him in a while, so it only makes sense that you do, might be something important. What if something has happened to Ran?
Rin doesnât want anything to do with this mess, but he canât bear to stress over the safety of his brother anymore as he comes to their meetings looking tired and miserable as hell. Bonten is just starting out, and theyâre dealing with some heavy shit now, his brother needs to fucking focus.
So he invites you over for some drinks. Explains how itâs just a small get-together theyâre throwing to celebrate a new deal, only some of the guys will attend. And when you ask about Ran, he rolls his eyes but replies that his brother is not gonna be there. Which is a lie, a big fat lie that is gonna turn into a headache for him soon enough. He knows that already.
You show up just because youâve been holed up in your apartment for the past week. Work has been⌠well, work. And your friend group is pretty much the same as Ranâs, so you couldnât risk him getting word of you being out and about after youâve turned down all his invitations. Youâre joining tonight because Ran hasnât tried to contact you in a few days, and Rin has promised his brother is gonna be held back at work. Getting a few drinks with your old friends is the perfect way to destress.
You donât make it that far, though, because the moment you walk in Ran is already there. Mingling about and walking like he owns the place, which he does. You turn to Rindou, whoâs conveniently opened the door for you and is now planning to make a run for it, and you look at him as if youâre ready to tear his head off. He mustâve known whatâs going on, thereâs no other way for him to be so sneaky about this. He sends an apologetic look your way before scrambling away to Sanzu, whoâs waiting for him in the dark of the corridor leading to the rooms.
Ran stutters over to you the moment his eyes lay on your fidgeting figure. Heâs wearing a pair of dress pants and a shirt that look like theyâve been tailored to fit his lanky body in such a way that makes it hard for you to breathe. His short hair is parted and gelled back, a few pieces falling off the hairstyle and resting effortlessly on his forehead.
âHey pretty, youâve made it.â
âLooks like it,â you shrug your shoulders, looking around awkwardly as he ushers you into the middle of the living room. You shouldâve known the brothers wouldâve stuck together. Fuck you, Rindou.
âDâyou want something to drink?â He sits beside you, and the scene reminds you so much of when he last came over to your apartment, except this time youâre surrounded by a handful of people. Gotta make sure youâre on your best behavior, so you turn down the drink.
âCâmon, work has been stealing you from me for weeks now, yâneed to let go a little.â He can sense youâre tense, and maybe alcohol isnât the best choice in this situation, but he doesnât know how else to let you at least look at him. He feels a pang in his chest. Why wonât you even look at him?
âIâm okay, thanks.â Youâre acting so cold and distant. Heâs starting to wonder if all of this really has happened over him simply cutting his hair, or if thereâs something deeper beneath it. Did you feel betrayed by him not telling you?
âI think Iâm just gonna go home, Iâm pretty beat actually,â you start to say, and Ran doesnât want to force you, but he doesnât want you to go either. âPlease, just some more time to catch up. Rin wanted to see you as well,â as he says this he looks around the room and curses his brother for leaving with Sanzu.
Ranâs ass gets saved by Kakucho tapping on your shoulder before he wraps an arm around both of them as you turn to greet him. Youâre smiling again, just how Ran likes to see you, but the pit of his stomach is burning with something akin to jealousy.
Heâs relieved that Kakucho stopped you from upping and leaving, but he doesnât like how you get up and join him at the counter to get him another round. Seems like youâre not drinking still, means you donât plan on sticking around.
Ran is bummed out, he stops staring at you and Kakucho after some others join in on the conversation. He doesnât want you to mingle with these people too much (most of them have something to do with Bonten, after all), but heâs the one who strategized all of this in the first place, so he lets you enjoy yourself. Heâd rather stop pushing you before he makes it worse.
In the meantime, youâre watching a pouting Ran sit on the couch from the corner of your eye. Kakucho snickers as he notices, and you swat him away when he suggests you go sit back down with âyour Ranâ.
âHeâs been a mess these past few weeks, I think he misses you. A lot,â Kakucho has never been anything but kind and truthful to you, thatâs why you enjoy his presence so much. Heâs a breath of fresh air around the much violence this friend group has experienced growing up. Heâs one of those who has suffered the most but he always has a nice word to spare. Such a pure heart, his.
Your eyes wander back to where your heart is, but what you see makes your face turn into a grimace. A pretty girl youâve known for a while, someoneâs girlfriend you recall, has sat down in your spot and is now talking to Ran. They seem to be sharing a laugh as she reaches over to stroke Ranâs hair out of his face, before gesturing at it as if complimenting the new hairstyle.
The interaction is short-lived and friendly, you know her for being nothing but nice, but you feel like shit now.
You donât like the feeling of jealousy, especially when itâs not even excused. You just donât like when people touch Ranâs hair, and you do even less now that it has become such a touchy subject for you. He let her, thatâs the problem.
âYeah, I bet he missed me alright,â you mumble bitterly as you excuse yourself from Kakucho.
It doesnât take you long to stand in front of Ran and stare down at him with cold eyes, ââm leaving. Have a goodnight,â You direct the last bit to the girl, hoping she doesnât think youâre remotely even mad at her. Then, you leave the apartment in such a rush that you donât hear Ran calling for you. You feel like youâre underwater and the first real breath of air you take is back at your flat.
All you had time to do, before hearing the furious knocks banging on your door, is take off your makeup and wear your pajamas. Maybe, just maybe, if they had started shaking the wood just ten minutes later, you wouldâve been sleeping already and not giving enough fucks to get up from your bed.
You open the door, no need to check from the peephole as you already know who it could be at this ludicrous hour.
âWe need to talk.â
âNo, we donât, I have work early in the morning,â you try arguing as you go to close the door. He blocks it with his shoe, pushing it open with his right hand as he stares at you with a look he usually reserves for Rindou when he gets pissed off about something important. Itâs completely different from the one he has while fighting, heâs not being snarky or overconfident, he looks serious and undeniably mad.
âYouâve been avoiding me. For weeks. âCause I cut my fucking hair.â He slams the door as he steps inside the apartment and you jump from the sudden sound, walking towards you as you slowly back away and fidget with your raised hands. Youâre not scared of him, you know heâd never do anything to hurt you. Youâre just scared of the confrontation that is about to go down, the fact that youâre gonna have to tell the truth, for once and for all, cause you canât possibly hold it from him anymore. And just like that, youâre gonna lose Ran.
Ran takes in your panicked state and slows down to approach you carefully, his face softens and he clasps your hands in his bigger ones. With the grip he has on them, he drags you closer to his body. The two of you are standing in the center of the room as silence overtakes it. You can feel his stare burning your skin but you keep your own cast down.
âYou know Iâd never hurt you, right?â His thumbs are stroking your skin in a calming pattern, âI donât know what Iâve done, but I never meant to hurt you. Iâm sorry.â
You donât understand what heâs talking about. The one apologizing here should be you! âYou did nothing wrong, Raââ
âPlease look at me,â you cast him a glance from under your lashes, but the way heâs staring back is so intimidating that you canât help but feel your face heat up and you have to divert your eyes elsewhere, âYou canât even look at me.â
âRan, I swear this has nothing to do with you cutting off your piss-colored hair.â
He knows you well enough not to get offended, your self-defensive mechanism has always been that of getting mean.
Two fingers find their way to your chin to grip it and raise it enough so that your eyes meet once again. You canât escape him this time.
âTell me how to fix it, how to fix us.â
His voice is almost a whisper, he sounds so distraught, blaming himself for your stupidity. You canât take it anymore. You love Ran, the last thing you want is for him to be hurting.
âIâm not mad at you Ran, Iâm mad at myself,â His purple eyes widen with surprise, but he remains silent as he lets you explain yourself, âThis is gonna sound, real bad but⌠I couldnât bring myself to face you these past few weeks. Cause I had a wet dream about you. After you cut your hairâŚâ Youâre not telling the whole truth as of yet â there have been multiple dreams â but you need to test the waters first.
âOh,â Well fuck, youâve said it now. âOh, wow.â His hands drop his hold on one of yours and fall from your chin, for a moment you think heâs gonna step back and run away far from you, but then you feel his touch on your waist, moving you even closer than before.
His lips settle on your forehead, stamping a kiss on the skin while you feel his mouth vibrate against it as he shakes with laughter.
This is Ran weâre talking about, âcourse heâs not gonna run away, heâs gonna embarrass you to the ground. In a week's time, everyone in your friend group will probably know about this. Not only is your friendship officially ruined, but youâll never get to step outside of your flat without feeling like a walking joke ever again, âAre you laughing at me?â
âYou got embarrassed?â He places another smooch over the same spot, âSo what if I made you wet in a dream? It was my haircut, wasnât it?â
Ran giggles. The motherfucker thinks heâs funny.
âIs that why you reacted that way back at my place? You got mad someone else was gripping my hair?â His mocking voice makes you flush red, but you know better than to give in to his teasing.
âShe barely touched you, please. Like I give a damn,â You roll your eyes, finally getting the courage to stare at his smirking face as you fall back into your comfortable routine of making fun of each other. âI can always grip it myself and show you the difference,â You bark back, watching how the side of his curved lips slightly twitches.
âGo at it, babygirl.â
âShut the fuck up.â
âGosh, you seem to be pretty mad still,â heâs pouting, and you swear you wanna bite his lips so badly right now.
Get a fucking grip, oh my goodness. You havenât even told him the worst part yet. He doesnât know youâve masturbated to him. He doesnât know you like him way more than a simple friend should.
âShould I find some way to make it up to you?â His words snap you back to reality, but heâs been observing you, lavender hues taking in your scrunched-up face as you think hard over something that is still concealed from him. He wants to kiss your cute cheeks, wants to hear you giggle. Youâre his precious girl, he feels this visceral need to let you know just how much he cares.
Ranâs mouth presses against the apple of your cheeks once, twice, trice. Heâs leaving kisses all over the bare skin, switching from one side to the other, kissing the top of your nose endearingly.
One of the hands he has gripping your waist slides to the center of your back, over the sleep shirt youâre wearing, trying to stop you from running away from his kiss attack â as if you would â and to keep you comfortably pressed against his embrace.
He can feel you melt against his body. Rosy lips parted to take in deep breaths. Your eyelids are now closed and he doesnât waste time kissing over them as well. He can feel your skin heating up against his mouth, feverish-like, but he canât stop himself from dragging his lips lower to peck at your jawline.
The kisses heâs giving you are all kinds of kisses, from short and sweet pecks to loud and cute smooches, to more sensual and wet ones, especially when he reaches the skin of your neck. At this point, you canât help but raise your hands to his hair and grip the short length of it just like you promised to show him. He lets out what sounds like a moan in the croak of your neck, but you think you mustâve imagined it as you canât really hear much over the sound of your beating heart, the blood furiously pumping in your ears.
You know youâre enjoying this way too much, and for a moment you start to feel dirty again. Heâs showering you with love because youâre his best friend, and your head is turning something so pure into nasty thoughts.
Itâs not the first time he has smothered your face in kisses, maybe not to this extent, but you guys havenât seen each other in weeks, so it only makes sense why heâs reacting to your closeness in such a way.
Thatâs until he sucks on the soft spot behind your ear and takes the lobe between his teeth to pull the skin. The way his name comes out from your mouth, breathless and whiny, makes him weak in the knees.
Heâs gonna turn all your wet dreams into reality. You just need to say the word and heâs gonna give you what you deserve and more.
His nose is now bumping against yours, mouth pressing between the space above your cupidâs bow, the corner of your mouth, the bottom of it. Your lips graze each other every time he moves along. At this point, he has kissed every inch of your face except for the mouth. You know that would be taking it a step too far. The already thin lines of friendship between the two of you would blur to a point of no return.
At least on your part; you know Ran doesnât shy away from human touch as you do, so it might not carry the same weight for him, youâre nearly sure of it.
You canât possibly know how wrong you are, because as youâre thinking that, Ran is holding himself back from closing the space between you.
He has been dying to kiss you for years, since the first time you offered to braid his hair for him.
âWhat did you dream of?â he whispers, gruff voice scratching a part of your brain that you didnât think existed as his hot breath washes over you, only inches away.
âUhm, I⌠I donât really remember.â
âYouâre not a good liar, princess,â his mouth moves closer to your ear, trailing on the soft skin on his way there, as one of his hands grasps the fat of your left thigh and hooks it over his hipbone. âWhat was I doing that made you wet? Did you touch yourself because of me? Tell me.â
You know that if you could see yourself from the outside right now youâd laugh at how red your face probably is, but thereâs nothing to laugh about how firm Ranâs voice is when giving orders. It mightâve sounded like he was teasing you before, but heâs being completely serious now. And youâd never dare disobey Ran when he gets like this.
âI- You were eating me out,â you gulp, your throat lets you heave the words out with difficulty. âIt was either that or⌠some other nights, youâd do more.â
So itâs multiple dreams, different nights. Ranâs grip on you tightens, âDid you touch yourself?â He repeats the question, eyes dark and attentive, as if heâs dying to know. As if he canât picture it in his head without you guiding him through it. Fuck it, you think.
âI did, used my vibrator-âYou canât even finish your sentence because Ran is grasping your other leg and lifting you up in the air. You circle his neck with your arms and hold on tight in fear of him dropping you, but his strength makes it seem like heâs barely breaking a sweat.
âFuck, can I kiss you? Iâm dying to taste you.â
It takes you some time to elaborate on his desperate plea, but once you do, you consent enthusiastically, âYeah? Yes!â
The moment your lips meet, itâs like nothing else matters in the world. Ran is kissing you, his lips are moving over yours with expertise. He starts slow and deepens it to the point you have to push him away slightly to regain your breath.
Sometime during the kisses that come after, Ran has you up against the wall. He runs the tip of his tongue over the seam of your mouth, but you donât open it straight away to pay him back for all his usual teasing. Thatâs until he presses his hips against yours, and you feel his hardness rubbing on you.
âOh my god, fuck, Ran.â He takes your surprise as an opportunity to tangle his tongue with yours. You moan in his mouth, and he groans back, parting just enough to let you know what he needs, âI want you so bad, pretty girl.â
You buck into him as if asking for more and bite his lip before letting it go, watching as it falls back into place.
Ran laughs at that, starting a trail of kisses from your puffy lips all the way to your exposed collarbones. He knows youâre not wearing a bra, you donât sleep in them. The first thing he noticed when he stepped foot inside your apartment tonight is how your nipples were perked up against the cotton of the shirt. He also knows the only thing covering your bottom is a pair of panties. Keeping this in mind, he sends you a look while reaching for the hem of your sleep shirt, as if asking for permission.
You nod and he frees you of it, chunking it somewhere behind his frame. Heâs holding you up with his hips alone, navel pressed tightly against yours. Thatâs so fucking hot.
His hands make a b-line to your breasts, squeezing them to get a feel, and the motion is as pleasurable to you as it is for him, making his cock jump in his pants. You can feel his length twitching and itâs driving you crazy.
âPlease-â Your voice breaks the moment Ran puts you back down, you struggle to keep yourself on your feet and watch as he bends to bite at one of your nipples.
âOh my god, yes,â heâs twisting the other with his fingers, and regretfully leaves them behind as he moves in a downward path over your body. Heâs so close to your heat that he can smell your arousal, and when he casts his eyes toward your mound, he sees the wet patch staining your panties.
âIs this because of me?â a slap on your covered cunt follows his question. He knows already, youâve made it clear, but he wants to hear you say it.
âYes, yeah, Ran, baby. Itâs all because of you.â
He thinks you must be already pretty out of it, because youâre not usually this straightforward when it comes to sex, in front of him at least. He heard how dirty you can get when talking about it with other friends, so heâs happy heâs found the key to open you up to him, literally.
Itâs after your nth confirmation that Ran decides to grasp the side of your cotton panties and slowly drag them down your quivering legs. Both of you still canât believe this is happening. Youâre about to satisfy his every craving, and heâll make sure to do the same for you.
Ran is on his knees, staring up at your body as if itâs a piece of art that has moved something inside of him. His admiring gaze is pushing all of your shyness and insecurities to leave you. His making you feel comfortable while being so exposed and vulnerable is exactly why you fell in love with him in the first place.
The weight of a peck being stamped on the inner skin of your thigh is what you feel before your body starts being covered in kisses. Heâs raising to his full height while doing so, and the last one he gives you is on your forehead, just like the first of the night.
âI need you, Ran.â
Everything is still around the two of you, in the silence of the night you can hear the deep breath he takes. You lean forward to kiss the tattoo peeking from the collar of his dress shirt.
The hanafuda is a bright reminder of the life he has selfishly involved you in, and for a second he rethinks his next move, but you quickly realize heâs getting into his head and raise on your tippy toes to kiss his pink lips.
âTake me to bed, Ran. Donât make me beg.â
Youâve told him multiple times that you can take care of yourself, and you know that where you canât on your own heâs gonna be there to save you. You believe him, and he has to do the same when you tell him that heâs not gonna get rid of you that easily.
âYouâre gonna beg either way,â he promises with a sneaky smile as he grabs your ass in his hands, making you straddle his hips as he carries you to your bedroom.
More kisses are being shared between the two of you during the short way, and he can barely tear himself from you as he lays you on your mattress.
You think heâs reaching into your bedside table for condoms but what he finds is even better: your pink vibrator. He looks at it as if heâs discovered gold. When he orders you to take it and use it on yourself, you realize he wants to watch. He wants to recreate what youâve so cutely told him youâve been doing for the past few weeks while thinking about him. Ran wants to see for himself.
He stands at the foot of the bed while you tease your entrance with the bullet vibrator, collecting your wetness to make it glide more easily over your clit. You keep your legs spread to give him a show, watching as he pays you back by removing piece by piece of clothing.
His full-body tattoo reveals itself to your greedy eyes. Youâve seen it multiple times, but have never gotten to take it in all together.
Youâre panting, reaching your slit with one of your fingers as your opening clenches around nothing under his lust-filled gaze. âHold it,â his deep voice tells you, and you follow his instruction, regretfully so.
âKeep it spread foâ me.â You spread yourself open with two fingers, bucking up to chase the sensation of your vibrator. âFuck, such a good girl foâ me. Doing anything I tell her.â He grasps his hardness over the cloth of the boxers, the grey fabric sticking to his skin and forming a wet patch where his precome is leaking.
He strokes himself a couple of times before removing the last piece of clothing on his body, finally letting you see the place where his tattoo connects, but most importantly his cock.
Itâs so pretty, lengthy, and a girth that would scare you if it werenât for how long youâve been dreaming of this moment. It bobs between his legs as he crawls over the bed to you and the pink on its head is glistening, you wish you could clean it up with your tongue right now.
You think he must also have an oral fixation because the moment he reaches you and settles between your open legs he chunks the vibrator to the side of the bed to cover your wetness with his mouth.
Curious tongue running over the mess you made, the sounds heâs making giving away how much heâs enjoying getting a taste.
âCanât believe Iâve been missing out on this. You taste like heaven, princess.â Heâs raising as he mutters the words. He takes one look at your withering figure from above, before letting a glob of spit fall on your cunt.
Ran bends and goes right back in, the muscles on his shoulders moving along as his hands come up to hold your thighs open before you can crush his head, you can already feel the bruises from the tight grip forming on the skin.
Itâs like the wet dreams that have been plaguing your mind ever since he cut his hair have finally turned into reality. His shorts locks are peeking from between your thighs and youâre gripping them for dear life as he feasts on you, mouth sucking around your clit and lilac eyes peeking from below your mound with a stare so intense that you can feel your legs trembling from that alone.
When his fingers join in the fun you feel yourself getting closer, heâs moving them in a come hither motion and hitting your spot just right. Heâs not building up momentum or taking his time in opening you up, thatâs how desperate he is. Two of them are fucking into you quickly and with precision, while his dexterous tongue flicks your bundle of nerves.
âRan, fuck, you look so good between my legs,â You can feel him smirking against you, the boost of ego you know he needs to get him right where you want him.
âIâm gonna cum, pleaâ please, donât stop.â The problem is that Ran doesnât exactly like being told what to do, and heâs being greedy now. He has waited too long to have you, he canât possibly wait anymore.
He stops his movements, triggering a cry on your part. You nearly kick him with one of your feet but heâs fast enough to move to the edge of the bed, sitting in front of the full-length mirror that covers your wardrobe and conveniently faces the mattress.
You stare at him, spread legs and hard length resting on his lower abdomen as he settles reclined on the palm of his hands. âCome sit on my cock.â
Youâre facing his back, laying down on the bed still, and from your position you get to admire the tattoo on his back, and how his muscles flex beneath the skin every time he moves. His body is as sinful as it can be, he drips sex and makes you want to mold yourself to him and never let go. It has always scared you, this pull he has on you, but now heâs the one inviting you over. Itâs not the time to shy away.
Heâs watching you from the reflection in the mirror as you get up. Your naked body is to him like a tall glass of water after weeks without drinking, he feels like he would die right here, right now, if you were to walk away without letting him have a sip.
Even his wet dreams â yes, youâre not the only one fantasizing about your best friend â donât compare to the sight of you standing in front of his spread legs looking down at him.
âUh nah, turn around pretty,â he prompts when he sees youâre about to straddle his lap. He enjoys the sight of you doing whatever he tells you to without even having to touch your body, and he stores that information inside a little drawer in his head for later.
You finally sit down, sliding against his hot skin until youâre resting only half of your weight on his thighs. His cock is now sandwiched between your bodies, and he groans when your asscheeks rub against it while you are wiggling onto him purposely.
âI said sit on my cock, I want you on top of it.â
Youâre about to fuck your best friend, it doesnât seem real. Should the two of you even be doing this? This will change everything forever, there would be no going back from it.
You know that once heâs gonna slide inside you you wonât be able to look at any other man ever again. You barely do now, anyway.
Your right hand goes under you to grasp his length, the angle is uncomfortable but you make it work enough to give him a few pumps. His girth feels hot in your hold, and you bring it to your opening to tease yourself with his wet tip.
âFuck baby, donât tease me.â The reflection in the mirror shows his tensed body in all his glory, and you get a glimpse of his hands buried in the sheets, heâs gripping the fabric so tight you think blood mightâve stopped flowing.
Ran is trying not to buck up into you, heâs giving you time to adjust to his size, and you realize how needed it is when you finally lower yourself on it.
Youâre watching the scene unfold in the mirror, how his cock is slowly sinking inside of you. The stretch leaves you with a burning feeling and when you nearly reach his base you realize how full you are. All your bumps and ridges are being deliciously stroked by his skin.
Your lips fall open in a pant and Ran is groaning right by your ear as he straightens his posture and bends slightly over your body. âIâve been dreaming of this for years,â he confesses while his hands grasp the fat of your thighs, spreading you to him as he loops your legs over his, keeping them open just like that with his knees.
He canât believe his eyes when he gets to fully glimpse how far heâs stretching your cunt with his cock. All the patience in the world wouldnât help him hold back anymore.
He bucks up into you, having you take his cock down to the base. You let out a shriek at how big he feels inside, and after that, he starts moving. Being on top made you, at first, feel like you could be in control, but it seems like the orders he was barking at you werenât the only thing he was planning on doing on his part.
Ran starts pounding into you from below, strong thighs helping him in bucking up. Youâre being split open on his cock and heâs enjoying the show. The sound of skin slapping against skin is so sinful, but your eyes are now closed in pleasure as youâre reduced to nothing but a moaning mess. His thrusts are so powerful that it takes you very little time to lose your mind.
Heâs calling for you, you can hear his deep voice and feel his hot breath on your ear after you slumped against his bigger body, resting your leaned-back head on the crook of his neck. âMhmh, open your eyes, pretty girl,â like the good girl you are, you do as said, even if youâre struggling to keep them open when his thrusts donât let up, but instead seem to be getting deeper every time you do something he asks of you right.
He grabs your chin with his thumb and pointer, redirecting your line of sight towards the mirror, where you can see his heavy balls slap over your glistening skin from below. âLook at how much youâre dripping, thatâs how I slid in so quickly.â You whimper at that, Ran always had a way with words that could get to you even when nothing of sorts was being said, always the teasing one, but now that heâs running his mouth with all these dirty thoughts you canât help but be even more affected than usual.
âYou take my cock like a pro, mh. You like it, donât you, my pretty little slut? Oh, I just know youâre loving this. Bet your little vibrator couldnât make you feel this good.â
Heâs pressing down on your belly, making the pressure on your navel feel ten times more intense, and all you can focus on is how heâs spreading you open. âItâs so big Ran- Ah,â he thinks your words are gonna get to his head. He has to keep a solid grip on you not to melt at your praise, âFuck Ran, please, please baby.â
âWhat is it that you want, use your words.â
âI wanna come, pleasee, I need it so bad,â He loves how polite you are, asking for it with a please. Heâd give it to you no matter what, but he appreciates how much youâre trying for him. He knows you can get a little hot-headed, or maybe he just found that one field where you finally succumb and let others take care of you.
Ran reaches over to the forgotten toy and switches it back on before placing it over your neglected and pulsating clit. He never had anything against sex toys, he doesnât see the harm in using them to bring more pleasure to his partners. He knows you could come from his cock alone, but he needs to feel you gushing around him right about now, before he loses it. He wants to see you dripping to the ground before he fills you up to the brim.
You grasp a handful of his hair and pull it without shame as he fucks you with abandon while rubbing your clit with the vibrating toy. He has to hold your thigh open with one of his big hands because you keep clenching your muscles, and he needs to watch as you come undone.
âFuuck,â youâre cursing loudly, without a care for your poor neighbors who must be going crazy with the loud noises at such a late hour.
Ran is hitting all the right places, heâs prodding and searching all over your body like he needs to study it, to learn it, and knowing him and how attentive he is, youâre sure that the next time it will take him half of the time to get you there. Or maybe heâll use his knowledge to drag it out like the teasing little shit he is.
But who said anything about a next time? Youâre not even sure as to why the two of you have fallen into bed together, but what you know with certainty is that youâre perception of Ran has shifted the moment he cut his hair.
It might be crazy, ruining a years-long friendship over something so trivial, but itâs like your best friend Ran was the one with the braids, and the one youâre sitting on top of, whoâs kissing your neck and whispering sweet praises in your ear, whoâs bulkier and more charming and wears purple striped suits, is someone else entirely, but someone that you love all the same.
Youâll always cherish your braided Ran as your friend, but this older version of him will not be able to live inside your mind while battling your feelings as youâve always done.
The man in the mirror looks at you with lust, but under all of that is the shade of his unchanging lavender hues, the ones who have been staring at you with unnamed affection for years. Maybe itâs time to let go of that uncertainty and fall into him once and for all.
âRan, Iâm gonna come.â Heâs so good at reading your body already that he doesnât stop, he just forgoes the vibrator opting to massage your clit with his thumb, spreading you open with two fingers, while his other hand reaches your boobs. He knows how sensitive they are, he remembers you telling him once, and thatâs why he has avoided touching them until now.
His fingers alternate pinching and pulling at the erected nipples, and his hand grasps the entirety of your left beast to pull you down as you try to fight his thrusting and press you onto him.
He noses at your cheek, inviting you to meet him for a kiss. Itâs a deep one, with tongues entangling and teeth bumping against each other, he has to rein you in as youâre panting and mumbling.
You donât have the strength to speak anymore, but Ran knows the exact moment you dangle and trip over the edge because you squeeze him so tight he lets out a string of curses.
He feels you gushing around him, the squelch of wetness becoming even more loud making his cheeks tint red. Heâs never been shy when it comes to sex, but the way heâs fucking you now itâs so nasty that he canât believe how youâre letting him. His sweet girl.
Now that youâve come on his cock, he slows down his hips to avoid overstimulating you, and he helps you regain your breathing as he kisses your cheek, âYouâre doing so good, sweetheart. Mh- Fuck,â Your cunt is squeezing him so hard, coherent thoughts are slowly leaving his mind in favor of you. Nothing else matters now but you.
Ran has to gather all of his remaining strength to slip from you and lay you down on your white sheets. Big eyes are looking up at him as he just hung the moon and the stars, and from his position, he gets to watch your face contort in pleasure as he slides right back inside your wet heat.
âRan-â âI know, baby.â Your nails are raking down his chest, red marks showing up on the untattooed side of his body. Your neck is straining as you press the back of your head into the pillow, and he eyes the still unblemished skin before placing his lips on your pulse point, sucking and biting as he goes.
His thrusts are slow but deep, you can feel the heat building up in the pit of your belly all over again. You buck up against him, watching as he lets out moan after moan, getting closer to his end. He sounds so fucking good.
He wants to drag this out, scared of what might come after the both of you come down from your highs, so he pins down the side of your hips with one hand, resting on his hunches as he grasps both of your wrists in the other and raises them over your head.
Heâs circling his hips now, rubbing his navel against your clit and relishing in all the pretty noises youâre letting out.
âPretty girl- can you come foâ me one more time? Youâve been sâgood to me, gimme another. Just one- one more,â Ranâs voice is strangled, heâs trying to hide how much the pulsing of your cunt is affecting him, with very little success. His balls are strained and heavy with cum, he wants you to come around him as paints your walls in white.
Youâre moving to break free from his grip but his strength doesnât let you, so you try begging for him, âRannn, more! Please, need more, Iâm so close- Wanna cum.â Youâre whining, sweat running down your body, he looks at how your skin is glistening and wants to lick you up.
Ran has never been able to tell you no, so he moves the hand that was holding you down to your neck, thumb resting over your pulse as he squeezes enough to make you feel it. His hips resume his thrusting with a purpose.
âCream on my cock, âm gonna fill you up, angel,â and you do just that, on command. Ran thinks you ruined every other woman for him, right there and there. Itâs like you were fucking made for him. âFuck, fuck, fuck, babygirl.â
Heâs right behind you, mouth parting as he groans and repeats your name like a fucking prayer. Youâre arching your back, your chests are pressed together and Ran swears he can hear the sound of your heartbeat as he fills you up with cum.
With scrunched-up eyebrows and eyelids fighting to stay open, his purple eyes are taking you in. Your legs are locked behind his back and his hips keep pressing against yours as he slowly drags out your highs, cum dripping down his thighs as he tries to fuck it back into you.
âFuck, I feel so full,â you manage to let out in surprise after regaining your breath. Ran lets go of you the moment his mind is clearer, and when you feel him slip out from within you, for a moment youâre scared heâs gonna get dressed and leave you laying there.
But Ran just parts your legs before you can close them in shyness, and takes one good look at the mess youâve both made before diving in. Heâs happy heâs gotten to fuck you raw, so now he gets to taste how good you are together.
Youâre still so sensitive that when his tongue makes contact with your folds, you tremble. He takes his time in eating it out of you, loud smacks and wet noises can be heard as he does, along with his hums of approval, âMhh, taste so fucking good, baby. Wanna try?â
You furiously nod at that, dragging him away from your heat before he gets in his head that he needs to make you come again; you donât think youâd be able to do that now, the overstimulation from those simple touches already taking you to the verge of crying for him.
Ran finally kisses you again, tongue slipping past your lips to make do with his promise, and you moan in appreciation at the taste of you combined. Everything he does is just so fucking hot.
He doesnât stop once you do, and risks stripping you of your breath completely, but youâre not any better. The last thing you want now is for him to not kiss you anymore, so you grip his infamous hair once again, scratching his scalp with your nails as youâve always liked doing to get a reaction out of him.
Ran shakes in your hold, he has to pull away or heâs gonna fuck you all over. He can feel himself getting hard against your thigh, so he decides to leave your embrace. Heâs aware of the elephant in the room, and his maturity is screaming at him to talk things out before he can fall right back into it.
âRan⌠please, donât leave,â he glances back at you because of the way your voice breaks while muttering that sentence. His heart clenches when he sees your lash line glisten with unshed tears, so his hands find their way to your pretty face to hold it as he stands close to the edge of the bed, bending over you. He kisses the tip of your nose, then takes your mouth in a chaste kiss.
ââM not going anywhere, my love. Just need to take care of my pretty girl. Give me one minute and Iâll be right back, okay?â
A simple ââmkay,â leaves your lips in a mumble, and Ran helps remove the sheet from under your spent body to cover you with it before leaving the room.
It takes you a few seconds to elaborate on everything. Aside from what happened in the past hour, youâre now fixating on the names he just called you. My love. My pretty girl.
His? You definitely are, you just didnât think he knew.
Once he steps back in the room, you notice heâs cleaned himself up and wore his discarded boxers. You take him in while he walks closer, silently appreciating his physique as youâre used to doing. But this time you get to recognize the bruises and red marks littering his body as something youâve done yourself.
As promised, heâs carrying a wet towel and a bottle of water, and he carefully cleans you up with the former.
After making sure youâre hydrated, he settles by your side under the sheets and drapes his arms around your waist as both of you lay on your respective sides, facing one another.
âI was planning on giving you a gift, after the party was over, yâknow? But you just had to run away,â he lets out a big sigh, as if thinking back to your fight makes him drained all over again.
âWhat is it?â You ask, as curious as always. He loves this side of you. He loves you, actually.
âI gave Rin one of my braids after I cut them off. I was thinking about giving you the other one,â your eyes widen, and the movement of your fingers running over his collarbone stops as you ponder over his words. âI know how much you like them, so did I. Want my two favorite people to keep them safe for me.â
Your heart has never beaten this fast, you think it might start overheating and set your whole body on fire. You bat your eyelashes, willing the tears away as you hook your hands under his face, gently stroking his jaw.
âThank you,â is the last thing you whisper before closing the distance, repaying him with another short but sweet kiss.
When you separate, you lean your forehead against his and he softly calls your name. In the closeness of your embrace, you meet his lavender haze, âI love you.â
The only thing that follows his sentence is silence. You think you mustâve fallen asleep, this has to be another one of your dreams, one of those sweet ones you used to have when Ran still had his braids and the two of you were younger.
Ran could easily take your stillness as an answer. He could fall victim to his hidden insecurities and make you think he meant it in a platonic way to somewhat try and save what remains of your friendship. But he knows that no matter what your response to his confession might be, he wouldnât take it back for the world. Thereâs simply no getting over you.
âDonât misunderstand,â He knows how much you overthink, thatâs why he shouldâve said this before. âIâm in love with you, always have been.â
You think your heart mustâve stopped completely now.
âRanâŚâ âSh, I know, itâs okay.â He feels the need to comfort you straight away, to let you know that not sharing his feelings is okay. Heâs always gonna be there for you, no matter what. âGod, Ran, I love you so much.â
The lips that suddenly find his, again and again, are not the only thing taking his breath away. Both of you cannot believe how stupid you are, how youâve been in love this whole time while thinking the other could never see you that way. His hands are all over your heated skin, caressing down your back as you hold him closer.
âWant you to be mine, baby.â
ââm yours Ran,â his kisses are spreading everywhere he can reach, heâs getting drunk on you once again. Bitten lips part to let out panting breaths, and you notice soon enough how the newfound confessions are affecting not only yours truly.
Heady eyes and tinted cheeks present themselves to you. You think the marron of his natural blush and the shade of purple staining his pale skin look a lot like the color of the hair that started this all. You love it already, just like you love him.
And Ran lets you happily grip onto it as he takes you again and again, that night. No more wet dreams that leave you running away from him, heâs gonna make sure to fill your nights with something thatâll make you want him even closer, every day, from now on.
Right before falling asleep, as dawn leaves space for daylight behind your closed curtains, you take one last look at your sleepy Ran.
You comb back his messy hair to uncover his pretty face, softly kissing his forehead before falling into a dreamless sleep. Thereâs no need for dreaming anymore, you have everything you want and need right here in your arms.
Might have to send his hairstylist a bottle of wine as thanks, though.
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Welcome Back.JJK [m]
bestfriend!Jungkook x female Reader
Genre: drabble; smut (basically just porn)
Words: 3.6k
Synopsis: After almost two years of military service, you finally meet your best friend again. While you have planned a cosy night, his plans are a little bit on the physical side.
Warnings: oral sex (f. receiving); dom!jk/sub!reader; unprotected sex; rough sex; praising kink; big dick jk; hair pulling; spanking; crying of how good sex is; choking
Part 2
18 months.
You've waited 18 months to see him again. You diligently mark each day on your calendar, waiting for him. The few weekends he was allowed in the civil life weren't enough to do everything you wanted and honestly, he was so tired that most of the time he just ate and slept.
But today it's different. Because Jungkook is finally free from service. You finally have your best friend back.
You've planned everything for your encounter: cake, embarrassing sign saying 'I CAN TAKE MY BUNNY HOME' and a whole night of snacks, games and movies, just like you used to do before Jungkook got into the army.
You're not the only one waiting for a loved one. A small group of friends and family have gathered in front of the military base, waiting for the soldiers to get off duty for good.
You are clearly feeling impatient, bouncing on one foot to the other. When some squeaks are heard from the crowd, you try to get a visual on the men coming outside by standing on your tiptoes but it's in vain. The only thing you see is a bunch of shaved heads...
It's only when some reunions decide to step aside that you finally see him. And gosh, you are so happy that you could fly. A big fat smile paints your face and Jungkook mimics you when he notices you and your sign.
He looks a little bit tired but he looks good anyway. The months he has spent in the army got him buffer â even though he was already a gym rat â and his military uniform just increases that. His hair is definitely short but he clearly let it grow a little. Honestly, he looks like a kiwi. A cute kiwi.
And his bunny smile is just the same: sweet and feeling like home.
When Jungkook walks to you and hugs you tight, you can't help but shed a tear.
"I missed you so much" You whisper, tightening your arms around his neck â you don't care if you're strangling him at this point
"Missed you too" He whispers back
"And..." You say as you are scooting away to grab the box you left on the ground "I got you a cake!"
Your excitement peaks through your voice, making Jungkook chuckles.
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It really feels like old times.
Jungkook's apartment hasn't changed at all. Well, you've been there a few times just to make sure that there wasn't any leaks from the upper flat, or to open the windows to change the air. But you missed it with Jungkook inside. It's like the whole place takes his energy.
As Jungkook takes care of his bag in his room, you settle everything you have prepared on his coffee table: cake and games. Several times a week, you were spending evenings together and you really want to find back this atmosphere.
You happily clap in your hands when your best friend appears in the living room. You light up the candles on the cake and start singing â not so good but you don't care â 'Welcome back, Kookie'.
Jungkook blows the candles and sits next to you on the couch. He has changed his clothes, opting for a style you know very well: baggy black t-shirt and oversized black sweatpants. He must feel good to finally dress as he wants.
"So" You start, already excited about this night "I have UNO, Monopoly, Cluedo but we can also play something on your Switch or we can watch a movie. I heard that the new one with Ryan Gosling is very nâ"
"Y/N" Jungkook stops you
You can see he is a little embarrassed at the way he scratches his neck.
"Yes? Tell me" You encourage him, your usual sweet smile on your lips
"I don't want to be rude or anything, because it's super sweet what you've done but..." Your best friend chews on his lower lip â he used to chew his lip rings but they're gone "It's just that... I haven't done it for almost two years and I was expected to, you know, do it tonight"
Jungkook has a light blush on his cheeks that indicates that he is not as relaxed as his manspreading on the couch lets think.
But you're a little confused. You don't understand what he is trying to say.
"You don't want to play the games?" You try and Jungkook shakes his head lightly but doesn't dare to look at you "And you want to 'do it'? You mean going live on Twitch?"
Jungkook growls in frustration. It's so weird to talk about that with you. You're his best friend, it's not really the kind of conservations you two have.
"No!" He whines "God, Y/N, I want to fuck!"
You're speechless. And blushed. Because gosh, you never talk about that and you're also embarrassed not to have thought about it. You totally get that Jungkook wants to... blow off some steam.
You just didn't realize that he might have called one of the numerous girls that were crushing on him before he went to the army and asked her to join him tonight.
"Oh" You manage to say "Iâ" You clear your throat "I'll get going then. You can call me tomorrow or whenever"
You quickly stand up and try to hide the redness of your face. But Jungkook grabs your hand and pulls you down. You clumsily land on his lap, setting your knees on both sides of his hips last second to avoid hurting him.
Your heart stops at the intimate position. Never in a billion years you could have imagined being like this with your best friend. Your breathing stops too as you get to see Jungkook's face so close, maybe for the first time in your four years of friendship. He is handsome, always has been, so you don't know where to look: his eyes â not in their usual doe shape but way more intense â, his cute bubble nose or his lips. Yeah, your eyes definitely settle on them, especially when he slyly licks them and coats them with a thin and shiny layer of saliva.
You gulp and don't really know what to do. Yet, it seems very easy for Jungkook because his big and warm hands caress your waist, sending shivers down your spine.
"Let me fuck you. Please"
You don't know if he is begging or ordering because his voice is so hoarse. It's really, really hard to resist. And maybe his hot breathe caressing your face makes you a little high because you nod.
You fucking nod at your best friend asking if he can fuck you.
Worse, you feel aroused by the idea if you consider how your pussy is getting wet.
In just one second, Jungkook's lips are on yours. The kiss is not sweet at all, it's rough and urging. You're never witnessed this side of Jungkook and you already can tell that he loves being in control. He always has been the nice and caring friend but right now, he is like a starved man. His inked hand settles at the back of your neck, preventing you from escaping but you have absolutely no willing to do so.
His mouth literally owns yours, pressing his lips so hard that your teeth clink but it's not like you really care â this awesome kiss fogs your brain with horniness. He slides his tongue between your lips and you hum at his velvet muscle against yours.
His hands tightens their grip, bringing you closer to him. Your boobs are pressed against his torso and there is no another place for your arms but around his neck. His short hair tickles your fingers but it feels so soft at the same time. Too bad the kiss completely occupies your brain that you can't appreciate the sensation in your fingertips.
As Jungkook abandons your swollen lips for your neck, his hands are traveling down to rest on your hips as they urge you to grind on his hardening cock. You roll your hips, pressing your core against his crotch and gosh, it feels good. You are so, so glad you've chosen leggings today because you can feel his bulge. You press harder and harder against it, trying to satisfy the need of friction your throbbing clit demands. You are so, so wet that it's embarrassing.
You can't help a sweet moan from escaping your lip and it seems to make Jungkook crazy. He lifts up your body to make you lay on your back and grabs the hem of your leggings, tugging on them and your panties at the same time. You're surprised that he doesn't slide your clothes all the way down but stops mid-thighs, just enough to get a full view of your cunt, already glistening with arousal.
You don't even have time to grow embarrassed at the idea of your best friend looking at your pussy because Jungkook is in a rush.
"Pretty" He whispers with a hot smirk right before he dives into it
His hands strongly maintain your legs up against your chest while his tongue rolls around your clit. It feels so fucking good that you can't think straight. Maybe that's why you can't have enough sense to mutter your loud moans.
Jungkook changes his pattern by taking a big fat lap from your entrance, gathering on his tongue your arousal that was starting to drop through your hole. Your head rolls back and your hips buckle up just to feel more of him.
"Taste fucking sweet" He praises and you don't know why you feel so proud of it
The wet sounds of his mouth on your cunt are sinful and at this point, you don't know if your pussy is covered by your arousal or Jungkook's spit but you don't care. It's even hotter than he is eating you out so messily. The sloppy sounds are scandalous but it arouses so much that you feel like going crazy.
When he harshly sucks on your sensitive bud, you gasp and shut your eyes close. Your hands desperately try to hold on something but there is nothing to help you down the path of this pleasure.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god" You keep moaning
You're close, you know it. Your pussy keeps clenching around nothing and Jungkook's tongue doesn't slow down. His hands grips the flesh of your thighs harder, surely marking you with bruises, so you don't escape from the unbearable pleasure. And then, Jungkook decides to bring you straight to Heaven when his wet muscle enters you as deep as possible, making his nose bump into your clit. Your restrained legs due to your leggings and his grip only add to your arousal. You've never felt so overwhelmed by pleasure before but here you are: being eaten out by your best friend.
"Kookie, wait, I'm gonnaâ I'm gonnaâ" But you never finish your sentence
You scream something that sounds like his name as your legs shake in his grip and you cum on your best friend's face. Your walls clench around his vicious tongue that happily gathers your arousal pouring from your hole. You even feel him smirking against your cunt while he takes a final lap.
"Sweet juicy pussy" He says, making your blush "You're cute when you cum on my tongue, baby"
You don't really have time to catch your breathe because Jungkook grabs your waist and tosses you around so you're on your knees. He makes sure to bring your ass up, landing a harsh spank on your flesh. The stinging pain brings tears to your eyes but wetness to your pussy.
You rest your head on your couch, obediently waiting for Jungkook to pursue his needs.
"You're so fucking cute like that, your pussy full on display for me only, right?" He praises and claims you and doesn't miss how you clench
You both didn't know you had a praising kink but Jungkook will sure use it.
"You're gonna be a good girl and let me fuck you dumb, aren't you?"
You can feel the heat on your cheeks and you grow impatient to feel him inside you. Jungkook's hot, that's a fact. And the way he is acting right now makes you know that you won't be disappointed in his sex skills â not really surprising since Jungkook is good at everything.
You nod to answer, afraid to moan rather than to form words but it doesn't satisfy Jungkook. Another spank, way rougher than the first one, lands on your asscheek, making your jolt. A red mark in the shape of his palm instantly appears on your plump skin in the hottest way possible for your best friend. A sob leaves your mouth but you don't have time to realize it because Jungkook's tattooed hand goes up to gently caress your cheek, swiping away the tears.
"Talk when I ask you to"
His tone is quite severe and you're surprised how sexy you find it. You're never witnessed the dominant side of your best friend before, since you always saw him as a cute bunny.
"Yes" You reply, so politely, so innocently while your ass is up for your fucking best friend
"Good girl"
You hear some rustling of clothes, a sign that Jungkook is getting rid off of his shirt and slides down his sweatpants and briefs mid-thighs too.
You turn your head just enough to watch him pumping his absolutely huge cock. Your eyes widen as you wonder if you'll be able to take him. You haven't had a lot of partners but they surely can't compare with Jungkook's size.
The slight fear on your face is delightful for your best friend. He can see your pussy is tight and he can't wait to stretch your hole like it deserves to be. Honestly, he didn't plan to fuck you tonight. He thought he was going to text a random girl but after all, you're his best friend and you're the one who has planned a welcoming party.
Grabbing his thick dick at its base, Jungkook pats your sensitive clit with his tip. You jolt but moan, instinctively pushing your hips towards him. Some sticky links connect your pussy and his member in the most sinful way. Jungkook teases you again, rubbing his angry tip against your clit just to hear you groan his name.
However, he knows he won't last long and he has waited too long for a teasing game.
His free hand roughly grabs your asscheek, spreading it so he can fully see your beautiful cunt clenching. He lets a blob of spit slide along your puckered hole and down your pussy so he can penetrate you easily â actually, you are wet enough for that but your best friend just likes it messy.
He brings his cock to your entrance and pushes in. The tip is enough to stretch you out so much that the air is kicked out of your lungs. Your mouth opens, unable to make any sound, and your hand desperately grabs his forearm.
"You're so big" You gasp, another tear rolling down your cheek
It doesn't help that you're in this position: you can feel him better like this, aware of every since inch inside you.
"Too much?" Jungkook asks, genuinely worried
Despite how horny he is, he doesn't want to hurt you. If you tell him right now to stop, he'll do. Even though the way your walls throb are so fucking good, and he has just put the tip.
"No, it's okay. Justâ" You take a deep breathe "Just wait a sec" You say
Jungkook nods and draws some soothing circles on your asscheek. And it works: he can feel you relaxing which allows him to slide more inches of his cock into your tight cunt.
You won't lie: the stretch is almost unbearable but the sensation of being so full makes you high. Way beyond clouds. You're feeling completely euphoric of your best friend's dick inside you.
"Fuck, you fill me up so good" You can't help but confess
"You're such a good girl, baby, taking me all" He smirks, rewarded you with a nice spank on your already red ass
When all his length is swallowed by your dripping cunt, you feel him deep, deep inside. You need a minute to get used to his size but it's damn hard for Jungkook to stay still when he has been waiting for so long and when you poor dripping cunt squeezes him so tightly. He can't control how his dick twitches, making you moan and clench tighter.
Your best friend attempts a faint dick stroke, earning a gasp or a moan from you, he can't define but the bliss on your face is unmistakable. This spurs him to pull out more, until just his tip is caged between your walls, and to slam back inside completely.
"Fuck, Kookie" You moan
"You like that, uh?" You nod frenetically, especially when Jungkook provides a rough cock stroke "Who knew you were such a good slut"
You don't quite know what to respond when Jungkook fucks you so good that your brain can't work. You just moan loudly, not caring one bit about Mrs. Kim, his 83 year-old neighbor.
The strength of Jungkook's poundings makes you jolt and if he wasn't holding you tight by digging his nails into the flesh of your ass, you'd be completely resting on your stomach by now. Even though his grip will surely bruise you, you absolutely don't give a fuck, not when you have such a good dick inside you.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby" He hisses when you clench around him
You're not sure you'll last long. And maybe your body is not connected to your head anymore because it only seems to seek for your release. You start to bounce back on Jungkook's cock, slapping your ass against his lap each time.
Your best friend watches in awe how naughty you become despite your usual innocence and he just wants to see your fucked up face more. For that, he grabs a good amount of your hair and tugs on it. Your back is so fucking arched that it feels like you're going to break in two but you don't care. The only thing you can feel is this good cock in you.
"Kookie, I'm so close" You whine
Jungkook might have the same goal as you: making you cum, because he wraps his other arm around your chest and lifts up against his torso. He makes sure to have a strong hold on you and forcefully provides you his amazing dick strokes.
The new angle is the perfect one, his cock hitting your sweet spot repeatedily and you have no other choice than to gasp. You've never been fucked this good and you don't even know how to breathe correctly anymore.
Jungkook's growls of pleasure as he buries his face in the crook of your neck and the sound of your skins clapping fog your brain. You grab his tattooed hand and place it around your throat. Jungkook gets the message and chokes you.
"You're such a naughty girl" He teases you, bitting your skin as he gives you powerful poundings "I'm sure that you like being fucked dumb, right baby?"
"Yes!" You scream despite your blocked throat
You're high on sex and low on oxygen: the perfect mix to bring you on cloud nine. It's like Jungkook already knows all the things you love about sex. But he is your best friend, he knows everything else so why not that? And if he is so good with you, then you don't mind sharing all your secrets with him.
"You're gonna come for me?"
You nod at that but almost bend over when Jungkook's vicious fingers find your clit despise your tied legs. He is circling it so fast that your legs shiver. Thankfully, his large palm around your air column prevents you from escaping his delightful treatment.
"Fuck, Kookie" You sob, shaking in his hold
"Cum for me, cum on my cock" He urges you "I know that you're a good girl and good girls cum when they are told to do so"
The specific knot builds inside you, and you don't know what you are saying anymore. You are not even aware of your tears on your cheeks and the drool at the edge of your mouth anymore. Your toes curl and you dig your nails in his forearms when you reach your high. White dots paint your vision, even though your eyes are closed.
You might be screaming Jungkook's name but you're not sure. You are just too far gone.
You fall miserably on your couch, trying your best to keep your ass up because your best friend hasn't stopped nor slowed down one bit. He has pushed you all the way through your orgasm and even beyond, so much that it's almost barely impossible for you to take him anymore. His dick is just too big, stretching your walls that are begging to clench.
"Please, Kookie" You beg, tears of overstimulation appearing on your face "Come now, I can'tâ I can't anymore"
"I'm almost there, hold on for me" Jungkook reassures you, his voice a little softer
He knows that you are taking more than you can right now: the way your body shakes is a clear sign. He is close too and a last slap on your abused ass helps him.
He pulls out suddenly, leaving your hole gaping and stupidly empty, and pumps his soaked with your juices cock to cum on your ass. The contrast between your red asscheeks and his thick white seeds is perfect. Jungkook pants while he looks at his masterpiece, a satisfied smirked on his lips.
Exhausted, you fall on his couch, almost falling asleep right after.
"You're okay?" He worries
"Uhm, uhm" You nod
"It's the best welcome party ever" He brightly smiles at your tired face and you can't help but give his smile back "Thank you so much, Y/N"
Part 2
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