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msookyspooky · 1 year ago

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Goin' Hunting

You've been running from Bo all around Ambrose for the last hour...And he finally catches you in the woods.

Bo Sinclair x AFAB!Reader • CNC • Dubcon • S/M • Master/Submissive • Primal Play • Outdoor Sex • Rough Penetration VP • Fingering • Humiliation • Domination • Degredation • Praise Kink • Later; Established Relationship and Brat Dynamic from Reader

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Your heart pounded as you sprinted to the woods. God damn it, you were so close! So fucking close to escaping.

Gasping for air, legs aching, knees weak and stumbling as you kept running...You heard a long...Low... Whistle...Somewhere behind you in the woods.

You froze, plastering yourself up against a tree. Sweat was dripping down your face and into your eyes as you blinked it away. It was pitch black outside except for a Quarter Moon. Bryer bushes scrapped exposed skin except for your jeans and flannel. It was October in Ambrose...Still warm for Louisiana but there was a damp heaviness in the air that made a chill ghost over your skin.

"C'mon out, darlin'....Ya ain't gettin' away. Ya know this...YER JUS' MAKIN' IT HARDER ON YERSELF!" He yelled out with both amusement and frustration lacing his thick Southern Accent. He was a predator. Through and through. He looked at you not like a human but like some scared little rabbit running from him.

You knew what he'd do if he caught you.

You covered your mouth, eyes wide to try and not say anything. Trying not to whimper as your eyes darted to the side.

He was in blue coveralls and that hat that read sweetbird 69. His tall broad shouldered frame crept past your tree and you felt your heart drop out. Trembling with anxiety as he looked around and looked the other way before huffing to himself and walking away from back where he came.

You felt your shoulders untense as you finally took a tiny, quiet breath you were holding. Slowly releasing your mouth and waiting a few moments. You snuck a peek seeing he wasn't there. He must have went back to the road or to Ambrose to hunt for you.

You took the risk to make a run for it. Lester! If you could get to the road, if he saw you, he could get you out of here and you could win this.

You shoved off the tree taking off before releasing a scream when you got tackled to the ground.

"GOTCHYA!"

You struggled and he slammed you down with a grin. "Shh, shhhh." He told you as you fought him. Trying to crawl away from under him with fistfuls of leaves and soil in your fingers as he just grabbed you by your thighs and dragged you back to him.

"I don't think so, honey." He growled out and with a slight grunt flipped you onto your back where you had even less leverage.

"Get the fuck off me!" You yelled, teeth gritted as you tried shoving him off. "Motherfucker, get off!!"

He just chuckled at your attempts to shove his big self. He was well over 6'1, probably close to or was 180 lbs of muscle mostly and had an aggression in him that just spurred him on.

He grabbed your jaw and squished your cheeks. "Shhh...Shh, it's okay. It's over now. Ya aint gotta fight no more."

You kept struggling, grunts and cries escaping you as you screamed.

"Go ahead! Scream all ya want, sweetheart. Yer gonna be doin' plenty of it tonight...Ain't nobody around to hear ya." He mused with a sadistic smirk.

You tried to use your hand to shove him off by his face and he just grabbed both your wrist and jerked them down. Pinning them to your sides. Your heart hammered, your body trembled, a tingling went through your whole body at realizing just how strong he was. No matter your strength, he was stronger and had the upperhand...He could do whatever he wanted and you were helpless.

He smiled down at you. A bit of sweat curling his hair near his forehead as he caught his breath a bit from chasing you. "Yer a fun one, ain't ya?" He shoved you down more as you flinched with wide eyes. "Gave me quite a workout chasin' yer fine ass all over town. But I won. And now? I think I deserve a prize for winnin'."

He came foreward and tried to kiss you and you tried to bite him. He just laughed heartily in amusement at you. "Biting are we? I didn't take you for a feral dog...More like a sweet lil toy I get to use...Is that what you are? My toy I get to use?"

"Fuck you!"

"Don't you worry bout that. Imma do plenty of it out here." He retorted with a dark chuckle.

"You'll never get away with this! You don't have to do this, I won't tell, please!" You tried to reason as you felt him switch your wrist so he had you by one hand, pinned over your head. The other large hand of his roamed with that black and silver ring reflecting off the moon every so often. You could see his veins in his hand as he jerked at your belt and you whimpered and shook your head.

"Hey." He sternly told you before his voice became sweet and mocking once more. "You're gonna be a good lil thing for me, ain't ya? It'll only hurt for a lil bit. Jus' a few minutes of pain, nothin' too bad. I'll be done before ya know it."

He unsnapped your belt with one hand and worked on the button of your jeans as you fought and struggled in a panic. "N-No! No, don't-"

He cut you off by shhing you again. His blue eyes gleaming down at you with his pupils dilated. A sick smirk on his face. He was enjoying seeing you almost in tears, seeing you scared, feeling you fight him. He was a sadist, that was for sure.

You screamed and used your last bit of strength to knee him in the lower side as hard as you could. He grunted as you got away. But just enough to get a foot away before he grabbed you while you both were still on the ground.

He shoved you into a sitting position against the base of a tree. "Now, why ya fightin' for? Yer jus' makin it worse on yerself!...That knee kinda hurt, sweetheart. " He grinned that lopsided grin of his with his brows furrowed a bit. "The more ya fight, the worse its gonna get. I was gonna go easy on ya but now? I think you need tore up a lil bit. Need those sexy thighs to have some bruises even a few welts on that nice ass too-" He smacked the side of your ass through your jeans with a smirk. "I think you can handle it."

You stared at him with wide eyes as he held you by the throat up against the tree. On his knees while you sat. Everytime you raised an arm he squeezed tight enough to make your vision blurred. Once your arms fell to your sides he loosened it just enough to let you get tiny breaths of air. "Good...tha's a good toy for me."

You had tears in your eyes, gasping for air, sweat dripping off you as you could do nothing now. He was in control and he knew it. You felt small, helpless, vulnerable.

You whimpered with a cut off cry as you felt his calloused fingers dip into your jeans and feel your pussy. Running along the outers lips and just barely dipping in.

He pulled his hand out with a giant grin and a laugh at how wet you were. Coating his fingers in long slick trails of wetness from...The excitement? Adrenaline? Your body just reacting to this situation? Either way, you jerked your head away with shame.

"Ain't that jus' beautiful... It's like you know jus' how to turn yerself on...." He ripped your jeans off and then ripped at that flannel to expose you more. "I think yer startin' to like this, baby...Do you like this? Do you like knowing I can take whatever I want from your body and you can't do nothin' to stop it? Ya like the rush of fightin' an' runnin' from me?"

You furiously shook your head and gasped when you felt his thumb make rough circles over your clit. Jolting and trying to squirm away with no where to go. He used his hand to jerk your head to look at him while he kept rubbing your now hardening clit. "Ah, ah. Yer gonna look at me and tell me how much this is turning you on."

You shook your head with his fingers still digging into your jaw. You grit your teeth trying to ignore the heat pooling in your lower abdomen. "No...No, I don't."

He smirked. "Really? That why yer pussys so wet?" He jeered. "Now...Say it."

You refused stubbornly and he pinched your clit lightly hood and all. Your back arched and jolted in pain and pleasure at the same time. But the pain was a bit more as he did it again harder this time as you forced out with shut clenched eyes. "I enjoy it!"

He chuckled and gently rubbed soothing circles over your aching clit. "There ya go...Oh sweetheart. That is so sensitive! I can't wait to make ya scream for me." He grabbed your chin roughly again and forced you to look at him while he rubbed you there.

You tried so hard not to give him the satisfaction of seeing your body betray you. But your brows rose up and your mouth parted as he smeared some wetness over your clit and used two calloused fingers to rub underneath and all around your aching bundle of nerves.

He smirked that lopsided toothy grin at you. "I don't know about you, Sweetheart, but my bodies tellin' me to take somethin' from this lil situation...What's yer body tellin' you?"

You whisper to him, face hot and tears in your lashes. "P-Please, don't."

A dark brow rose as his fingers dipped down lower. "Yer beggin'? Funny, I don't remember askin'. Ya need to realize somethin' here, darlin'...I'M in charge. Not you. And I don't remember askin' for permission or askin' if you wanted this...This is allll for me."

"P-Please-"

"Hush." He jeered, seeming to get short with you as his thick masculine digit barely went in before he took it out and did two. Your mouthed opened in a shaky gasp as he kept talking. "Now we're gonna do this my way. You just need t' shut up and let me enjoy this moment without all that bitchin'."

His fingers stretched you but there wasn't too much resistance with how wet you were. Just a short moment of discomfort with the sudden stretch before he started curling his fingers and twisting them up into that cushioned frontal wall. The man was the devil.

You couldn't even contain the whimpering moan as he kept a firm grip on your chin so he could see your face at all times.

"Oh God, don't." You softly moan out as he just picked up the pace on your already adrenaline high turned on body.

"I don't think ya get it, darlin'...This is happening one way or another. Here in Ambrose, yer gonna learn what I say goes and if I want to make yer body get an ounce of pleasure before I have my fun then that's jus' how it'll be...Just relax." He cooed the last part with an evil smirk.

This wasn't for your benefit. He just loved forcing it out of you. Loved seeing the shame on your face as your own body betrays you.

You released a sobbing sort of moan. He leaned forward. "Just...Give in Sweetheart." He chuckled and got closer to whisper in your ear. "I'm sure you'll enjoy yerself. Jus' let it feel good."

His fingers kept doing that upward tickling motion on your g spot as your thighs started to quiver. A gasp escaped you as he kept coaxing you with his fingers and his words to cum.

He grinned when you moaned louder, feeling your inner muscles clench his fingers a bit as that heated started pooling in you. "Oh, no more fight in ya, huh? Where did that fiesty lil fighter go?" He pulled his fingers out as you whined in protest. So close you could almost taste it. "Oh so you liked that. Well you ain't enjoying nothin' without me." He started undoing the fly on his coveralls.

You tried to have some resistance. Some form of pride left as you felt tears running down your cheeks and you numbly shook your head. In a pleading tone. "No."

He sternly told you in a half sneer half smirk. "I don't remember askin' you a damn thing about what you wanted." He pulled himself out. Hard as can be and even leaking a bit as he pumped his cock a few times "Whaddya think this dance is for? Yer in Ambrose now. This is what we do to sexy lil things like you that get in over their head."

He grabbed your arms and pushed in. Your head reeled back and...God damn...He felt...Good. He shouldn't! But his was such a perfect size and shape to you in your nervous, excited, fearful and turned on body. You could feel a second hearbeat in your clit and your inner walls ached. They ached so bad from his teasing that the stretch felt like much needed itch that had to be stratched. It hurt a little at how forceful he pushed in but it hurt so good at the same time as your head snapped back and your hips bucked at the sudden intrusion with a strangled cry from your lips.

He chuckled, not moving for only a few seconds. Grinning in pure sadistic pleasure. "Oh you like that, don't ya?" He pulled out thrust forward with a harsh grunt while gripping your hair; forcing you to look at him. "If I remember correctly, this whole thing!-" He thrust harshly again as you saw stars and felt a deep aching soreness in your lower abdomen that hurt but fuck it was a good hurt. The type of pain that was easily overlooked for the building pleasure you were feeling. "-Started from you trying to fight me so hard!" He grunted again through clenched teeth as he thrust hard into you, this time it hit deep and you cried in pain a little. "Well how you like it now, huh? Ya like it rough?"

You tried to bite your lip and shake your head and then the bastard switched it up. Pulling out halfway and doing short but fast trusts right on your g spot and you groaned low in your throat. He laughed at that.

"Oh yes you do, darlin'. All that fighting in the beginning? You just wanted me to get this out of your system." He kept thrusting grunting a bit as he leaned in and nibbled at your ear. "You like it when I'm in charge. Yer just too shy to admit it."

You gasp and tremble as that thrusting is so damn firm and hard and fast and the fucker angled his hips upward. He knew what he was doing as you felt your inner muscles involuntarily clench around him.

"There we go, beautiful. Now ya ain't thinkin' bout it s' hard." He raised your chin to look at him. "Ya don't wanna ruin this moment. Cause this might be the best moment of whatever time you got left...So just enjoy the ride." He let go of your chin and shoved your thighs upward while thrusting deeper and fadter. "Oooh fuck, baby...Shit." He grunted out with a tiny moan himself as he went hard in you.

Your eyes rolled back and a tiny grunt of 'no', 'please', 'I can't' escaped you every thrust as your inner muscles betrayed you. Starting to do a milking motion around his cock on their own as he moaned a bit.

"Oh, that's it. S' good for me...It's alright, sweetheart. Nobody has to know ya like this. This can be yer dirty lil secret."

"I d-don't." You forced out not even believing it yourself as your face screwed up in pleasure the deeper he went.

"Hah, there's that face again." He grunted out with a slight smirk. Sweating and face flushed as he drove into you. "Ya can't hide it, darlin'. I can see it in yer eyes. I know you like this. Your sweet pussy keeps suckin' me in...Sopping wet....Urgh!" He groaned when you involuntarily clenched and it made his face screw up into a sneer as he pounded you on the forest floor against the base of that tree. He jerked your head back by your hair. "You love this. It's why I can make ya do anything. You're mine in Ambrose. You do what I say and you love it or learn t' love it."

"Noo-" You moaned out feeling yourself getting closer as tears kept pricking your eyes.

"Yes!" He laughed out through a moan while his blue eyes stared into yours. "You're doin' such a good job of makin' this fun for me. What a good toy you are, fightin' me and actin' like you don't like it. Yer goddamn pathetic, darlin'. A filthy, naughty lil liar whose pussy is betrayin' em."

You trembled, high pitched cries escaping you. "Yess-" You shook yourself realizing with shame you just said that. "No." You gasped.

He grinned while he kept thrusting a spot you seemed to like. "Yeah, ya like it. I think this whole chase was jus' you puttin' up some walls so you didn't look so desperate...You're so pathetic darlin'. Don't try to fake it. You love this. Maybe I'll keep ya around a lil longer and walk ya around Ambrose on a leash? Show anyone and everyone what a good pet I can make you be...You'll get addicted to this, sweetie...Good lil whore-"

You couldn't contain it any longer as those wonderful tingles and seering heat just washed over you. You hung your head back and yelled out in orgasmic bliss as he kept fucking you. He was right, you did scream. You couldn't even hold it back and you didn't want to. This was too damn animalistic and primal and wrong not to cry out.

He stuttered his hips a bit at how hard your pussy was clenching him as your hips bucked. "Fuckin' shit, honey." He gasped out. As soon as you calmed down and your muscles where just contracting every so often he huffed with a smirk. "Ooh you are such a lil freak, darlin! I haven't had one like you in too damn long. Maybe I was wrong...You're not pathetic, yer disgusting. Yer body doesn't lie as much as yer mouth does." He leered with a sadistic grin as he panted while thrusting.

You laid there satisfied. The adrenaline gone...The game over as you gave him a lazy smirk while he kept thrusting.

He looked a bit perplexed while moving slower in you. "What's that face for? Ya finally ready to admit yer nothin' but a naughty toy for me?"

You grinned and leaned forward to kiss his nose. He completely stopped thrusting. Looking with wide eyes and a faint tinge to his face before giving you a wry smirk. "Hey, jus' cause the games over for you don't mean it is for me....Stop bein' sweet, damn it."

You chuckled, blissed out on cloud nine. God Damn that was the type of orgasm that...You need a nap, a drink, a cigarette. Fuck. All you could do was with tear streaked cheeks and watery eyes and a heated face just give him that dumb satisfied grin.

He thrust a few more times before you decided to help a bit. Tired of the game and wanting your lover to hurry up so you could go shower and cuddle in bed all night. You used those inner muscles to clench and unclench while swiveling your hips the best way you could. He gasped out. "Hey! Heey, I'm in charge!... Urgh, fuckin' damn it YN!" He screwed his face shut and groaned low in his throat as he thrusted a few more times before panting and staying in one spot. "...Shit....Uh fuck." He panted out before looking back up at you. Giving you an annoyed look.

"...We'll have to think of a better punishment for you. Yer too damn freaky and I'm gonna have to be creative. Yer such a bad lil thing." He finally cracked a smile himself.

You were out of subspace. The chase and fighting and roleplay was over as you huffed with a coy smile. "I am not."

He pulled out of you and just held you for a moment. "Oh, yes you are. It's okay to be naughty jus' don't be so stubborn bout it." He looked at you before kissing your forehead with a sigh. "But it does make it more fun. You're such a perfect toy...Still gotta make you work for it though."

I scoffed. "Why?"

He smirked down at you. "Cause you'll be the most spoiled brat if I let you get whatever you want whenever you want. You're insatiable. I'll never get anything done around here!"

"Oh no, spoiling me? How awful." You chuckled and he smiled fondly down at you in return.

He stared down at you, using his thumb to caress your cheek. This was...It was interesting. You WERE a victim...You and him bonded during your time in that room. What started out as a supposed Master/Slave dynamic quickly became something more the more he got to know you. He fought it hard but after a while he couldn't deny his caring for you. You were that missing piece. It helped your inner freak matched his. You brought out his sadism to the point he rarely got other victims. You were too fun. And he brought out that side of you that wanted to be dominated and taken care of. This chade thing was your idea after you taunted him he was gonna get too tired to chase victims eventually anyways. All it took was a 'wanna bet?' and that predatory sadistic look in his eyes and you took off in both fear and glee making him work for it the last hour. You playing like you hated it and fighting him was all part of the game.

"What?" You asked as he gazed down at you.

"...Thinking how much I hate you. How damn soft you've made me." He had his hand around your throat. "Should've killed ya months ago. Ain't never let a toy get this comfortable."

You knew he was bluffing as you gazed up at him with soft eyes. You quickly found a look that made him weak and you pulled it out when you really needed it. His eye twitched in irritation as he kissed you. "Damn you..."

You kissed him chaste and sweet before telling him pleasantly. "You love me."

I tiny smile tried tugging his lips. "I tolerate you." He lost the smile, sighed, then just let it come back again. "...I do care for ya quite a bit though, honey. I ain't felt like this in too damn long."

"Sounds like love but you're too stubborn. C'mon, say it. 'I love you'."

"Glad to hear you admit it, brat." He huffed in bemusement while giving mock anger. "You ain't in charge here."

"Come oonnn, it's just us in the woods! Ain't like you haven't said it before. " You teased softly.

He groaned, rolling his eyes and acting more annoyed then you knew he was. "Fine. I love ya, ya fuckin' pain in the ass....Should've left the glue on yer mouth when I had you tied to that chair." He sighed with a slight smirk. "Come on. Let's go home." He helped you up. His body language of steadying you and his eyes roaming over you to make sure he didn't hurt you as much as normal victims; betrayed him. You were so tempted to retort 'something something...Body's not lying as much as your mouth does-" But you relented. Getting your pants back on.

You flinched when moving.

He looked pleased with himself. "Sore?" All before looking at you tenderly. That look reserved only on rare occasions for you. "C'mon, baby. Let's get you home...This was fun."

You let him lead you, wrapping an arm around your waist to steady you.

You finally said once you got out of the woods. "I almost made it to the road. You know the rules...If Lester or some car picks me up to lead me back to Ambrose? I'm in charge. You will be MY toy for a change."

He let out a hearty laugh. "That ain't happened yet and it ain't gonna."

You gave him a determined smirk. "Wanna bet?"

"Are you challenging me? Yer gonna lose, darlin'. Remember your place...But fine. Jus' cause I know I'll win. How bout we do this again tomorrow night if you can walk properly."

You chuckled. A bit sore but too satisfied to care. "You're on, Bo...What collar do you wanna wear when I win?"

He smacked your ass while walking with an amused chuckle. Clearly not thinking you could win. "Oh shut up. I'm just gonna make that punishment even worse next time, smart ass." But he pulled you close and bent down to kiss your forehead as you both walked the empty Ambrose streets back to the house.

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misguidedasgardian · 3 months ago

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Wildcats (Part XXX)

XXX. Out in the cold

MASTERLIST

Summary: Your family sets on a warpath you know you will not survive.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Zombie apocalypse AU, living dead, zombies, guts, blood, guns, cursing, talks about imprisonment, talks about burning with iron, re-burning with iron, injuries, talks about a beating, SMUT, unprotected sex (which I don’t encourage), cum eating, oral sex (F receiving), might miss some important warnings, but you know what this is about

+18, MINORS DNI

Notes: Uffff… I think this is an intense chapter, poor guys can’t catch a break jeje

You don’t remember what you were dreaming, because you took a couple of seconds to regain your bearings. What you did notice, is that you were awake, and still, when you opened your eyes there was a couple of seconds in which you couldn’t see anything.

Just like at night in that cell

So you jumped, with a scared whimper escaping from your lips.

Where you back there? had you dreamed it all? the rescue?

“Hey, hey”, Daryl’s voice, and arms came quickly, soothing you instantly.

“Oh, I’m sorry, for a second I thought… I was still in that box”, you whimpered

“Yer’ home, yer’ safe”, he said gently, you looked outside, and it was still dark, you didn’t even know what woke you up

It was one thing to want to get over what happened to you, the other, was to actually be able to do it.

“I’m sorry”, you whispered

“Aint nothin’ to be sorry for”, he said, his hand caressing your arm, your back, softly. Your body shook a bit, sometimes, involuntarily, it did, and Daryl didn’t know what to do, it was impossible for you to be closer than you were right now, but you felt like you wanted to crawl inside of him, being impossibly closer.

“What can I do?”, he asked, and you whimpered because of how bad you felt, you felt weak, you felt like a liability, you didn’t kill those men, you let them took you so they tortured you and now your entire family and community saw you as this broken thing, and in some degree, you knew you were that broken little thing they saw you as now.

“Nothing”, you said gently, caressing his face in the dark, “you are the best man I could have asked for, thank you”, you said, you pulled his shirt a bit up, and sneaked a hand underneath, you wanted to feel him, the warmth of his skin.

“You don’t need to thank me”, he said carefully

“Yes I do”, you said, “yes I do”, you echoed. You leaned in and kissed him on his chest, making him took a sharp breath, you caressed his sides as you accommodate more on top of him

“Hey”, he called gently, you could tell that he was in between fighting it, or letting you have it.

“I just want to feel you”, you whispered, this time, you went upwards, against his neck

“R ya’ sure?”, he mumbled, his voice thicker than usual

“Yes”, you said shakily, that made him put his hands on your shoulders, to stop you. “Are you?”

“Yer hurt”, he said gently

“I want to feel your hands on me”, you said, “I want to forget the way they grabbed me… I don’t want to feel anything but you”, you said. You didn't need anything else, no more prep time, you could feel how hard he was underneath you, so you just got rid of your pants, ignoring the pain in your body and you straddled him. You got rid of his shirt, and he was playing along with you.

You lowered his pants just enough to free his hard cock, you pumped it a couple of times with your hand, making him whimper. He did as you wanted him to, he caressed every inch he could, with his rough hands, but in a way so gentle, it made you almost purr.

You both moaned when you lowered yourself over him, it was a stretch, but it felt so fucking good. You stayed like that for long, delightful seconds, with him all the way inside of you.

“Fuck”, you moaned.

“Yer gonna kill me woman”, he mumbled, lost in bliss. You started moving, slowly but sensually, making sure to feel each detail, each veins and ridge of his cock inside of you. Soon he was trembling underneath you, his hand on your hips, on your ribcage, on your breasts, on your thighs, waist, everywhere, as you rode him, each second more sloppily, you were already losing it.

You cummed shortly after, and he was about to. He made you release him, you did so with a whimper. You looked down and you saw him cumming, white ropes of cum spurting into his belly.

“Let me clean you up”, you muttered

“Ya’ dun’ have to”, he whimpered, you loved him like this, while you were having sex, sometimes it gave you the impression that he was so vulnerable.

“I want to”, you kneeled by his side on your bed, leaned in, and without even thinking about it, you licked his cum off of his skin. You moaned, when you felt his taste, licking even more until there was nothing left. He was a bit of a shaking mess when you were done, he dragged you to kiss him intensely, while he had you in his grasp, he wrapped his arms around you making you turn, he adjusted his pants and spooned you, kissing the side of your face.

“I love ya”, he whispered

“I love you too”, Alexander was right, you needed to regain control of your body, and with that in mind you went back to a dreamless sleep.

You woke up with wet kisses on the side of your face, the sun barely peeking, pinkish-orangey light coming in.

“My turn to service you, darlin”, you giggled as you heard his rough voice in your ear, making your skin prickle.

“Good mornin”, you whispered. He made you lay down on the bed, so he could accommodate himself between your legs

“Can’t decide if I want ya’ on yer back or sittin’ on my face”

“You’ll suffocate”, you warned.

“Nah”, he said, “But I wanna see your beautiful face”, you moaned in protest, trying to close your legs, “what’s the matter woman?”, he chuckled,

“I’ve never felt comfortable…”, you confessed, “when they went down on me”

“But ya like it?”, he asked

“Yeah”, you admitted

“Then lemme do it”, he said then, his hands spread your legs gently, caressing your thighs making them tremble. Who hasn't been a bit… self-conscious? Is everything alright? groomed? smell?, you whimpered, but everything, absolutely everything went to second or third place in your list of priorities when you felt his wet tongue in your folds

“Fuck”, you whimpered, it was messy, wet, and completely enjoyable, he was slurping, eating you out like you were the last meal on the planet and he was starving. “Daryl”, you moaned, you couldn’t resist and grabbed onto his locks, keeping him there.

You came undone in minutes, all over his face, for you it was embarrassing but for him, was a prideful moment, you could see it in his wide… wet.. smile

“Fuck darlin”, he purred, kissing the inside of your thighs. “Never dun that’ before, wanted to for a while now”

“WHAT?”, you asked, impressed, he kept dropping kisses in your skin

“Now I want ya to be a good gurl and stay in bed”, he whispered, kissing your belly, then covering it with your shirt.

“Only if you stay here with me”, you begged, he kissed you then, making you taste yourself on his tongue.

“I got a couple f’things I need to do”, he said with a soft smile. “Need ta talk ta Rick”

Another big no no in apocalypse times? Lazy days in bed.

You were survivors not… vivors?��

“Then I make no promises”, you said with a cheeky smile, he gave you one last kiss before he left the room and you pouted.

He might be a morning bird, but you were not.

You took the pills but before they kicked in, you really needed to asset the damage, the bruises barely hurt when somebody touched you, so you could move freely as the wound in your shoulder was pretty much healed, but there was a particularly nasty bruise in your ribs that bothered you, when you moved and when you laughed or took a long breath.

Denise discarded a broken rib, so that’s that. And your arm, your arm still burned.

So… ribs and arm, that’s it.

So when the pills started to kick in, you slipped a couple of more hours to sleep.

When you finally resurfaced, the house was empty, of course all of them were doing important things out there, patrolling, farming, trading, you even felt guilty.

You haven’t even gotten to the porch when you saw Smith coming into the house, you immediately got into alert mode. Looking everywhere, but you were alone.

When he saw you he smiled, and opened the door coming straight for you.

“Hey darlin”, he greeted with a toothy smile, “how are you?”

“Hey”, you said, taking a step back. You didn’t even knew why you were acting like this, before you wouldn't have even blinked, and now being with an unknown man made you feel like you're drowning, and you needed to hold onto something to keep afloat, something… or someone familiar

“Are you alright?”, he asked

“I’m fine”, you assured him

“You… went through some heavy shit”, he said, and he was one of those people who you didn’t know if he was being serious or not.

“Who hasn’t? In this fucked up world?”, you offered, not wanting to share.

“What did they do to you?”, he asked, he seemed impatient, but not towards you, but towards the answer. He took a step towards you, you took a step back. What they did wasn’t public knowledge, you only had told Rick, Daryl of course, Michonne heard, and Alexander. It wasn’t a secret, but… you were getting tired of saying

“They wanted to know the location of our community…”, you said gently, he seemed so concerned, angry, more like it, he seemed to want to know, like Daryl would like to know, for vengeance purposes, so that made you relax into his presence. You needed to get to know him, he was part of this place now. “... and when I didn’t give it, they stuffed me into a cell, fed me dogfood sandwiches, I tried to fight back, had knives on me, so they came in stronger, beat me up”, you said simply, by this point it was like a tape on repeat, “I knew one of them, back from the beginning, so, he tried to convinced me to join them, when I wouldn’t, he made Negan’s right hand burn me, two letters on my forearm”, he seemed to be getting angrier each word I said, but again, not at you.

“May I…?”, he asked, and he seemed so determined to know, you let him, when he saw it, you were pretty sure he was about to punch something or someone. He seemed to calm himself down a bit, and then raised his eyes to look at you, “I’m so sorry darlin”, he said, and he looked like he meant it

“It’ll heal”, you said, “and I managed to keep that info to myself, for how short that might be”, you said with a soft smile.

“Did you see this Negan guy?”, he asked, more interested

“Nope, but, he wasn’t there. I think he was away from the main compound, giving directions from afar, you know? I think they were running a bit wild because he wasn’t there”

“Is that what you think?”, he asked, more entertained

“Yeah, he runs a huge operation, he doesn’t struck me as the guy who would so stuff like this just because”, you muttered, “but I don’t know this guy, so…”, you smiled weirdly at him, and he looked at you, amused, “I’m sorry if I haven’t been welcoming”, you changed the subject brutally, “I was into something else when you guys showed up and then… this”, you offered, “I trust Deanna’s judgment, and I hope you can make yourselves feel at home here… is us against the dead, right? we living people need to stay together”, you offered.

You had been judgemental, and you could only imagine what those three lived out there, well, just like you, you wouldn’t want to feel like an outsider on the only island in the middle of a sea of death, right?

He looked at you, so into your eyes, like he was trying to figure out if you meant it, and a few seconds later, he felt content with your honesty

“Thank you darlin, you are so sweet”, he said gently, “despite everything you still… keep that… hospitality”, he said, you smiled

“Have you seen my… Daryl… have you seen Daryl?”, he didn’t react very positively to the word boyfriend, you were more than that… and honestly? you also found it a bit weird, to call him that. Smith chuckled right in front of you

“Your Daryl is out there, hadn’t seen him recently though”, he said, entertained. “Which reminds me, I came to get you because the big boss wants us in the church”

“The big boss?”, you asked him

“Rick”, he said, “seemed serious”

“Alright, let’s do it”, you said with a soft smile. You went there together, there were already people there, Daryl, for example, he frowned when he saw you coming in with Smith by your side, he walked towards you like he was in a hurry, and then he placed his hand on your hip and walked you away from him.

“Hey”, you greeted happily, not really understanding why he acted so rushed

“What are ya doin’ with that guy?”, he asked, a bit harshly if you had to put a word to it

“He game to grab me for this meeting”, you explained, “where have you been?”

“Rick wannas’ on the front”, he murmured

“What’s this about?”, you asked him softly

“It’s finally happenin”, he said, almost excitedly, “we are gonna get this fuckers”

“What fuckers?”, you sat front row, and got interrupted as Rick took the alter, with Deanna

“We need to talk about a hostile group…”, Rick commenced the reunion, “The Saviors”, he continued, you got serious all of a sudden, “we have been having encounters with them, first they met Daryl, (y/n), Rosita, Abraham and Eugene on their way back from DC, they were going to kill them for the things they had”, he said, you saw the scared faces of the Alexandrians, “then back again when we were out there last week, they took (y/n)”, he said, and you felt all his eyes on you, “they kept her and tortured her for a week, did you know what they wanted? they wanted to know the location to this place, so they could come here, beat one of us to death in front of us, and intimidate us into giving them everything we have and than half of what we’re able to scavenge, or make”, you heard gasps and frightened whispers, Daryl’s eyes were on you, “we know where one of their outposts is, we have an idea where their main base is, we need to do something before it's too late”

“You say we should attack them?”, asked Aaron

“It’s us, or it's gonna be them”, said Rick, “it's a matter of time”, Deanna seemed concerned, truly concerned.

“Rick, is too risky”, she said finally, “we are not killers, were are not military men”

“The leader of the bike gang said that they had been looking into us for a while”, you said out loud, “I remember it”, more frightened wipers followed your statement

“But the men in the base didn’t know?”, asked someone

“They didn’t seem to connect the dots, maybe the communication between them is a bit flawed”, you offered

“Like I said… it’s a matter of time”, said Rick, “now we are not alone in this, thanks to Jesus we know that a fellow community, the Hilltop, also deals with the saviors… and they also might be interesting in joining us against the,”

“And attack them?”, asked Glenn, which surprised you. “We don’t have the numbers, we don’t have the guns!”, said Glenn, “you saw that outpost”

“Is all about the element of surprise”, said Rick, “we cannot sit here, and do nothing”, Deanna looked hauntingly to the back of the church, you tried to follow her gaze but there was just too many people

A discussion ensued, voices raised, for those who support Rick, and others who didn’t

“(y/n) has seen them!”, someone said, “why don’t we ask her what she thinks?”, Daryl’s gaze was on you, you didn’t know what he expected. Suddenly everyone was quiet, and looking at you, especially Rick and Deanna. You hated being put in the spotlight right now, especially since you heard Rick’s idea, what he wanted to do.

You could feel your heart in your throat

“Rick got a good point”, you said out loud, you grabbed onto Daryl’s hand tightly, “it's only a matter of time until they find us…”, more whispers ensued, “but… there is not possible way in which we attack them, a war ensues, and we survive it”, now the voices raised in the room

“We should negotiate”, said Tyresse

“That’s what we should do?”, asked Maggie, but she seemed to be sarcastic

“He is right, If we don’t want a war in our hands, we should try to negotiate with them, set the rules before they can”, said Glenn

“You are saying we should try to negotiate?”, Rick asked, and you could tell that it was not what he expected at all

Yes, you thought, Is that or we pack it up and leave, and now you could hear enraged voices. Daryl huffed beside you, releasing your hand, you looked at him and saw he was angry

“And what deal will we be able to make?”, asked Rick again, looking all around

“We need to figure it out”, said Tyresse this time, “offer them something so they leave us alone”

“Nah, we kill those son’bitches”, muttered Daryl by your side.

“Making a deal with them, is not something we are going to be able to live with”, he said, “you know what happened in Hilltop, they will ask more, and more, and if one of us looks at them the wrong way, they will kill one of us, or more of us”

“Rick if we go to war we all might die!”, Glenn said, exasperated, and everyone got quiet. Rick came for you, grabbed you gently and went with him.

“If we negotiate with them… we will lose the element of surprise and in this case, this is everything”, he said, “If you think they are ever going to treat us fairly, you’re wrong”, he said. He grabbed your arm then, showed it to all those people in the church, you just let him, like you were a rag doll, but you felt tears spring to your eyes. People gasped, as they saw the still raw letters, as Rick used you for propaganda, “NS… Negan’s Saviors”, said Rick outloud, “they want to own us, make us bend, for us to work for them, provide for them, without getting nothing in return but death”, he said then, “we can beat them, we can”, he then looked at you, how you began to tremble, bitter tears running down your cheeks

You wanted to say something, you wanted to scream, that you were not going to be able to fight them, that many were going to die, and the rest will become some sort of slaves, you remembered the fear you felt, while they locked you up in that small dark broom closet, you remembered what kept you going, the idea that if you kept quiet, if you resisted, you were going to save your family, and now your family wanted to go to war, Rick was convincing them to.

You needed to say something, to give arguments, to scare them, like you were, but nothing came to life, you didn’t twist the air to carry your words, nothing came out, just tears.

You only came to your senses again when Rick called your name, you looked at him, and realized everyone was still looking at you

“We’re all gonna die”, you managed to whimper, only Rick and Deanna heard you. Rick and Daryl, potentially the most important men in your life, were on a warpath, you were one of the only people who can stop them, and the only thing you wanted to do was curl up and cry.

You couldn’t take it anymore, and you walked hastily out of there.

You never thought you’d be here again, but… here you were. You hugged your legs as you intently counted the corrugated metal, as you had climbed onto the roof, looking back at the tall metal wall.

They had called for you, but you didn’t stop.

You weren’t angry at Rick for grabbing you, you were angry because he wanted to fight, he wanted to go to war, he didn’t want to get rid of a quarry full of walkers, that were still looming over you, and yet, he wanted to kill -or try- hundreds of people

“They're looking for you”, said Carl, slipping through the window to sit by your side

“How did you know where to find me?”, you asked with a soft smile

“Hunch”, he said simply, “why don’t you want to go to war?”, he asked

“You were there?”, you asked him, he shrugged, “it's not something we can win”, you said, “I just want us to be safe, you know? alive”

“Those guys really scared you”, he wasn’t asking

“Yes they did”, you assured him, “the hate they have, the entitlement, to bend us to their will… is frightening”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”, he asked

“I don’t know”, you said, “the words wouldn’t come out”

“I think we should go and kill them all”, he said, you looked back at him

“Carl...”

“Yeah I know that we might die”, he said, “but after everything we went through… I think they will all prefer to fight”, he assured you. “everything we got, we got it fighting, do you really think we are just going to let them take it?”, he had a good point, “besides, if they do go to war… wouldn’t you want to be by their side?”

“Of course I would”, you whispered, “but…”, you sighed, “we should be worrying about the dead, not about the fucking living trying to kill us”, you whispered, hugging yourself tighter. You knew what Daryl wanted to do, he wanted to kill them all, go to war, go in guns blazing. And the very thought scared you to death.

They had held him in gun point and stole the only possessions he had

They had grabbed you and kept you for a week.

He wanted them gone, he wanted to kill them himself.

You still didn’t know what to do, well… except for one thing… one thing you had to do

“Thank you dude”, you said, slapping his hat playfully. You left him there and went to find her.

You found her easily, in her house, which was weirdly empty. She seemed surprised when she opened the door for you, and extremely nervous, but she let you in with a smile. She wasn’t at the meeting either, and you wondered why.

“Sorry for not stopping by yesterday”, she offered, pretending you were just one of the ladies of Alexandria, “I was just about to go and give you these…”, she said, offering you a tupperware filled with cookies, you smiled at it, but then you looked at her

“I’ll have one after”, you said, she frowned

“After what?”

“I need you to help me with something”, you said. And you showed her your brand, she swallowed hard when she saw it, but you didn’t come here for her pity. “Help me fix this”, she looked at you, almost scared. But then she hardened her stare. Dropping the ALexandrian facade.

“Fine”, she said

You lit up one of the burners of the stove and you placed a metal piece that was a small “line”

“Why did you come to me?”, she asked you, you looked back at her with a look that could only say “are you kidding me?”

“C’mon Carol, you are the only option for this, besides, you kinda owe me”, you accused. She nodded, accepting your answer.

You folded a leather belt and placed it in your mouth, so you could bite into it as Carol burned you with metal again.

She managed to turn the N into a warped A with a 1, and the S into an 8.

A18, The Alexandria 18, or at least that is what you wanted to mean.

You looked at the symbol embedded into your skin and your eyes filled with tears because of the pain, but it was worth it, if you delayed it more, it would heal weird. You released your mouth from the leather belt, trying to wipe your tears.

“Hey, look at me”, said Carol, you raised your eyes to meet hers, she grabbed your head gently, to make you focus on her, “you will get through this”, she said firmly, “you survived it, and one day soon, the bastards will be dead, and you, you will still be here”, you nodded, “because that’s what we do, we survive, we are the ones to make it”

“Thank you”, you whispered, she nodded, very determined, “I don’t want to be on your bad side Carol”, you said, a little choked, “I love him, like I never thought I was going to love somebody, and you are one of the most important people to him”.

“We’ll work it out”, she offered, you nodded, she still was cradling your face with her hands, she made you lean in and kissed you on your forehead. She then pulled you for a hug, and you hugged her back, tightly.

“Hey what’s goin’ on?”, it wasn’t recriminatory, you separated and saw Daryl there looking at the both of you with a little smile

“Girl talk”, said Carol with a smile, an honest smile

“What does it smell like burning meat?”, he asked, you shared looks with Carol, and then shook your head

“No idea”, you both said at the same time.

“The usual package won’t work with these people”, muttered Negan, looking at the darkened street, “I can see it”

“We know what their plans are going to be, we could easily end them”, said Gary

“Yeah, I know”, he whispered, “those idiots back at the Sanctuary jumped the gun, they might as well ruined everything”, he said, grunting

“There are not… the kind of people we deal with”, said Laura, “Rick’s group is dangerous…”

“Are you having second thoughts Laura?”, asked Negan, entertained

“Deanna clearly can’t control them”, she said, “like she said she would”

“Yeah, she can’t”, he said, “And I do know the easiest thing would be to kill them all, but I might find some use for them yet… I have an idea…”

“Boss, I want to go home already”, growled Gary, already tired of his games, and Negan often thought about the fact he should have brought someone else with him… someone more approachable

“And we will my impatient friend”, Negan chuckled, “soon, and we might even take some very special new friends back with us”, he said with a cheeky smile

PCN: I feel so sinful, writing smut with Daryl, I hope I’m not disappointing you, because each time I write the word “cock” I cringe so bad, I love Daryl so much and I want to do right by him. You won’t believe the dirty sh*t I have written for my darker fics (HOTD, Marvel), and yet with Daryl I feel almost bad no matter how vanilla it is.

Anyways… Do you think it's time for him to pop the question? I already want to refer to Daryl as her husband, and us his wife, I’ve been hinting at it, I refuse to use the words “girlfriend” and “boyfriend” haha

I’m chatty today… Negan’s plan is about to be discovered… and also, I got the idea of the branding and re-branding (pun intended) of a scene out of Orange is the New Black

taglist @crazyunsexycool @capricxnt

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irl-w0lverine · 4 months ago

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.ೃ࿐the bad touch.ೃ࿐

Pairing : Tate Langdon x fem! Reader

Content : smut with basically no plot

warnings : kinda rough sex?, use of y/n, NOT PROOFREAD!

A/n : this is not the smut that was meant to be written but i heard the song and decided to make a fic about it 😓. I am still writing the other its just hard to thing of how to

This is my first time actually writing smut so i apologise for how poorly written it is and if some wordings seem silly, i couldn't keep a straight face at all

SEXUAL CONTENT! IF YOU ARE BELOW THE AGE OF 18 AND REAS THIS, THAT IS YOUR FAULT NOT MINE!!

Mere minutes ago, you and tate were just sat on your bed, listening to music on your record player until a certain song came on and things began to get... Heated. Skip to now, you were straddling tates lap while both of you took turns removing items of eachothers clothes as the tune blasts from your record player, your lips staying connected as much as they can.

'I want you smothered, want you covered Like my Waffle House hash browns'

Your hands matted in his hair as he trails harsh kisses and nips at your neck,his hands trailing down to your shorts and unbuttoning them at a messy pace. you both are fully naked within seconds, him laying you down on the mattress as he slides down your body, his hands following down to your thighs.

You were already soaked and eager, squirming once you feel two of Tates fingers slip into your hole, stretching you out imediately.

"holy shit Tate" you manage to breathe out, your hands balling the material of your bed into your fists as he doesn't waste a single second. His digits pump in and out of you, curling inside of you right against your 'special spot'.

You push his hand away, feeling yourself getting closer to the edge the faster he goes with his skilled fingers. He looks up at you with his big brown eyes tinted with confusion and slightly worry, hoping he didnt do anything wrong.

"i need you Tate. Right fucking now." you huff, pulling him up by his hair while a devious smirk spreads onto his lips. Your hand reaches out and picks up the headshell, dropping the needle back onto the record so the song restarts.

Without any warning, he slides into you, letting out a groan as he does so. His hands grip your hips, giving you a few seconds before his hips begin to move at a slow pace, quickly becoming a much faster pace once he knows your fine with it.

"Oh my god y/n. You feel so good!" he grunts as his balls slap against your ass with each sharp thrust, every single one hitting your g-spot.

'you and me baby, we aint nothin' but mammals so lets do it like the do on the discovery channel'

"im way too turned on by this holy shit!" Tate goans. Your nails dig into his shoulders, leaving deep crecent marks in place of them. Your legs wrapped around his waist, tilting your body upwards ever so slightly and giving him the perfect angle to continuously slam into your g-spot.

"T-tate, im gonna cum if you keep it up like that," you practically squeal, the shaky feeling in your legs getting more powerful. Within seconds your seeing stars, Tates thrusts not slowing down at all, his hips still relentlessly pounding into you. You feel your tight walls getting overstimulated, small whimpers slipping from your lips as tears prick your eyes.

"Agh! Fuck!" Tate grunts into your ear, soon pulling out and pumping his member. His sticky, warm ropes of semen making a mess on your stomach and breasts.

Tate collapsed down besides you, pulling you into a hug and taking a deep inhale of your hair, helping him come back down to earth.

"ew your sweaty!" you joke, letting out a small giggle as you wiggle around, trying to escape his tight and humid grasp.

"mmn.. I wanna smell your hair." i pouts playfully, hugging you tighter and burrying his face into your neck.

A/n: thank you to that one person that gave me the encouragement to make this!

Thanks for reading! <3

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diorsluv · 11 months ago

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feather , part 22

“ with you out my life ”

series m. list previous chapter next chapter

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jamie.drysdale reminder to never break up with someone over text

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next chapter notes ) like i said in my other post i’ve been so tied up in school it’s been hard to get these chapters out WITH GOOD QUALITY nonetheless i hope it was still enjoyable albeit late 😭 also i forgot to mention but u mightve noticed the song lyric at the beginning of the chapter is NOT in order (yes it annoys me) but i didnt wanna repeat lyrics so that’s just how i’m gonna put them in for the rest of the song: if the lyric has been repeated then i’ll skip it til i get to the next new one 🙏🙏

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys

#luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes fic #luke hughes fanfic #luke hughes #quinn hughes #jack hughes #alex turcotte #cole caufield #trevor zegras #jamie drysdale #ethan edwards #dylan duke #mark estapa #mackie samoskevich #adam fantilli #rutger mcgroarty #luca fantilli

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certifiedhitmaker · 1 year ago

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Pro Football player Shidou x Spoiled Reader! He's kindaa mean, just a lil bit, like a teeny bit.

He treats you so well, shopping sprees, gets your hair and nails done whenever you ask him, always takes you out on dates. He always gives you his card to go shopping on your own though because he'll be damned if you have him walking around with 1000 bags in his hands. He'll always suggest you get pink acrylics and pink toes, maybe white if he feels like switching it up.

But the one time he tells you no, you get all pissy with him and start acting like a brat, which he definitely aint gon tolerate.

"But whyyyyyyy!?" You whine, following him around the house. "Since when did you start telling me no?" "Since now." He grunts out, paying your whines and attitude no mind. He had been spoiling you a little too much lately and you had been running with it. Every single day of the week you wanted to go out and buy something or go somewhere, it was draining, because you always dragged him with you, that poor man needed a break. "If you don't love me then just say that." You continue to whine and follow him around. Normally, he would've just given in and let you go do whatever it is you wanna do just to shut you up and get you out his ear but not this time. You were gonna feel it this time. All he does is sigh through his nose in response to you, heading to the bedroom and laying on top of the covers on his back.

"Wowwwww so you really don't love me?" You question him offendedly. "Shut up." He grumbles, clearly getting fed up with you. "Shut up? Who the fuck are you talking to Ryusei?" "Talking to you." "You must wanna get fucked up." All he does is scoff in response. So, in retaliation, you snatch the pillow out from under his head and hit him in the face with it. "Get up, I'm talking to you." and he does, sneering down at you, his pink eyes fixed on yours, you just pissed him clean off.

Before you could even think to apologize, he had you bent over on the bed, pushing your head into the mattress. "Arch your back." All you can do is comply and whimper at him. "You wanna act like a fuckin brat, I'll fuck you like one then." He pulls your panties down from under your dress, grabbing your hips and pressing himself against you. "I don't know why you thought you were going out in this skimpy ass dress anyway, don't wear this again." He says, sliding it up your hips and bunching it up at your waist. "It's not skimpy." You retort. "Did I ask you to speak?" You didn't respond to him, knowing better than to test him right now. He pulls his dick out, slowly stroking himself, getting himself fully hard. "Already fucking wet." He grunts, pressing the tip against your entrance. "Ryu I'm sorry." You whine. "Shut up."

He pushes himself inside, making you whimper at the stretch. He immediately starts thrusting into you at an animalistic pace, each thrust jerking you forward and causing your ass to slap against his pelvis. It was too much. "R-Ryu, slower baby!" he ignored your plea, continuing to thrust at that same pace. He didn't care if you could take it or not, he wasn't focused on you right now. He cared about getting his own orgasm. He paid you no mind, grunting and letting out breathy moans at the feeling of being inside you. "Ryu! Please! It's too much! I can't!" You continue whining. He grunts in response, slowing down his pace.

"Oh, it's too much for you?" he says, grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you up so you're flush against him. He continues his animalistic pace, causing your back to arch away from him. He slides his hand to your throat, the other still placed on your hip as he thrusts up into you. Choked moans and sobs escaping your lips consecutively as fresh hot tears fall down your face. The wet squelching sounds getting louder and louder as he fucks you dumb. little breathy "ah" sounds falling from your lips in time with the sound of your skin slapping against his. "Fuck." He pants out, his dick twitching and his hips stuttering, he's close. His thrusts get sloppy, but never lose their strength, continuing to move your whole body as he fucks into you. He lets out one last groan, holding you in place as he cums inside you. After stilling both your movements for what seems like an eternity, he pulls out, letting your shaking body fall on the bed. "Clean me up."

#blue lock smut #blue lock #shidou ryusei #shidou ryuusei x reader #shidou ryuusei smut #shidou x reader #blue lock shidou #blue lock x reader #bllk

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dwntwn-strnlo · 1 year ago

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can i get friends to lovers w chris 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏 maybe inspired by the song fearless if possible (i love your work btw 💗💗💗)

thank you so much! aint even gonna lie i forgot you requested a song until i was like halfway through the fic but ill 100% write a fic inspired by fearless! love you! 🩷🫶

HERE chris sturniolo

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.

↳ 𝐀/𝐍. not me crying 😝 but this is sooo me and crush #1 fr

↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. christopher sturniolo x reader

↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. request!

↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? yes!

WE BACK BABYYYY

everyone had started catching on to it. the way you and chris always were together, always finding excuses to 'accidentally' touch each other, always in your own conversations, it would be hard not to notice.

you've just never acted on it out of pure fear that chris doesn't see you like that. and those few words of affection could ruin your relationship as quick as you said them.

so ultimately hiding your out of control feelings, you slowly grew quiet the longer the school year went on. you believed that your love would eventually disintegrate. but it unknowingly just hurt you more and more each passing day.

it just never crossed your mind that other people would notice how hurt you seemed, especially chris.

"hey- y/n?"

chris' voice scared you. you had been scrolling mindlessly on tiktok, completely spacing that you were in the triplets living room.

"hm?" you hum, turning to look at the boy.

the look of panic in his eyes was unsettling, "are you alright?" he asks, setting his phone face down on the table beside him. clearly adverting all of his attention to you, and only you.

you furrow your eyebrows, also turning your phone to the rough fabric of the couch. "what do you mean?"

he shrugs, diverting his eyes for a second. thinking of what words he wants out in the air. "i said your name three or four times before actually getting to you." you cant help but notice the linger of a frown against his eyes. he hid the emotion well on his lips, but probably didn't think about the rest of his manner; and how much it radiated unto you.

"you just seem really out of it and that worries me." chris looks back to you, his eyes desperately searching yours.

"oh," you mumble. not meaning to let your voice drop as much as it does. sitting just above a whisper. "sorry, i'm just a little lost these days." you laugh lightly, but frown when chris' contagious laugh doesn't intertwine with yours.

he looks down at his shoes, before sighing, actually letting his frown peak through this time. you watch hesitantly as he scoots over to sit next to you.

its hard to hold back your slight change in breathing when your hands are lifted up and twisted in to his. you have no idea what he's going to say or even do because neither of you are really good at communicating hard feelings to each other, let alone yourselves.

"yeah? talk to me." a comforting smile creeps up against his lips, trying to give you all the assurance he possibly could. cocking his head ever so slightly to the side, he mutters a sweet; "let me help you figure this out," as he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb.

you want to laugh right in his face. how could you talk to chris about chris?

"i'm fine," you say, smiling at the boy. but its obvious in the fact that he doesn't believe you. his thumb stops in its place, and his previous ghost of a smile disappears.

he furrows his brows, "i don't understand why you're lying to me."

that hurt. you don't want to lie to chris, but its your only alible option right now. saying your okay and pushing him away seems like a way easier path than letting yourself fall loose and telling your best friend how you were unconditionally, and irrevocably in love with him.

"i'm not-"

"stop." he sighs, quickly cutting you off. "just talk to me, kid. i don't get why you don't trust me."

a sad laugh escapes your lungs as you turn your head, looking away from chris. "i do trust you. its not that." it hurt lying to chris like this, if confessing was so simple, you would've done it already and you wouldn't be in this situation. but its not. its really really hard.

chris audibly sucks in a breath, squeezing your hands. "then what is it?" his voice is honestly heartbreaking. anxiety rippling through his gentle tone as he tries to figure out how to help you. "you know you can tell me anything."

"i'm always here for you." he mumbles.

little did you know those were the five words you needed the most. your reaction was slow but you couldn't help but notice the prickle in your eyes. dangerous waves of tears ready to fall and stain your cheeks.

dropping your head onto christopher's shoulder, you were ready to just sob. you wanted nothing more than to cry in his arms, let it all out. but you weren't ready to let your guard down.

his arms snake around your torso, pulling you close to his chest as his hands gently rub your back. "its alright. let it out." he whispered against your neck.

"chris. . . ?" your breath is shaky, but you know what you want to do. building up as much confidence as possible, you replay the same words in your head over and over until they spill out.

he hums, silently signaling for you to continue.

"would it be crazy to say i love you?"

chris stops running his hands up and down your spine. this action immediately puts warning signs in your head. you immediately resorted to the idea that he doesn't feel the same way. you put in all this effort and he doesn't think of you the way you thought of him for so many years.

surprised to feel his grip on you tighten, he shakes his head. "well call me crazy, because i love you too."

suddenly you let out a choked back sob. burrying your face into his shoulder. you shouldve stopped crying, your just confusing yourself as much as your probably confusing chris.

his lips press lightly against the side of your head. "i love you so much."

"i love you chris." you mumble, trying to hold back your tears.

"your okay. . . ." he whispers, "i'm right here."

a/n TWO; did anyone catch that twilight reference

TAGLIST

@slvt444smvt @thetriplets3 @p1harmonydelulu @stxrniqlo @ifilwtmfc @iha8you @oneirophobic @20nugs

#christopher sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo #anonymous!#ask #request

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docwritesshit · 10 months ago

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Alright I saw someone posted about how there are no QPR fics with good ol Al so imma make a few head canons for now cause ya boi is tired asf

Anyways!

QPR with the Radio Demon!

Ok first of all, this was a slow burn to end all slow burns

This fucker could not decipher what attraction he had for you, only that you were someone he held dear and didn't seem to have an ulterior motive for keeping guard of

Brother is confused asf as to what he's feeling, and he wonders it heavily.

And I mean, heavily

Someone who called in on his broadcast asked for relationship advice because they knew they cared for someone and wanted to keep them safe, but didn't know how to go about it and it fucking clicked.

NOW YOU!

You were aware of his presence, and aware of the close eye he kept on you

You didn't say anything. He wasn't intruding on you, and you were just focused on redeeming yourself to get out of this shit hole, so you didn't pay any mind

You would tune in on his broadcasts from time to time, and grew fond of him, seeing how charming he was, even if he was a little creepy

That fondness.... Grew.

And it bloomed a flower of a crush which you immediately shoved into a glass bottle, which you shoved in a trunk, which you then hauled into a closet in the furthest corner of your mind cause FUCK NO, YOU AINT DEALING WITH THAT

You knew his deal. He couldn't love someone like that, and seemed to have no interest in trying a relationship of any sorts. You weren't gonna push it.

Until you came into your room to see a thorny branch on your pillow. You picked it up and the thorns bloomed into blood red roses, filling your nose with their scent.

"I heard roses were a good flower to the one you hold dear. I hope they suffice"

You put them aside to rest in a vase beside your bed

"yeah... They are"

Fast forward to you both having a talk about what you want from this relationship and have come to an agreement that you both were exclusive

From Alastor, expect a more up front show if his affections

Will let you take his coat from him and a quick cheek kiss, if physical touch is how you show love

In return, he kisses your hand gently, and you get lots of cuddles in the privacy of your rooms

Shadows following you. You can't escape them, my friend.

You get called sweetheart, sweetie, darling, honey.

I feel like date nights are few and far between, but you always spend the night looking up at the stars in hell, with his hand around your waist as you rest your head gently in his shoulder

If you have sexual needs, more often then nothe gives you the go ahead to go out and find someone if need be. Very very very rarely is he willing to do something with you. He has stated this at the very beginning, so you knew.

Mostly, this relationship was built on the need for emotional closeness and bonding, and you're both fine with that

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel

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ihavetoomanyocsdealwithit · 2 months ago

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Azul pt 1

The fact that he waited until the next day to find her was a bit surprising, but that didn’t make it any less scary when Floyd Leech catches Yuu outside class.

“Shrimpy.” his tone is flat. The hand around the collar of her uniform isn’t tight, but it’s clear she isn’t going anywhere. “With me. Now.”

“Ah shit, he’s actually pissed.” Ace mutters, stiff beside her.

“Floyd, how you doing?” Yuu smiles. Nope, definitely not in the mood.

“Wait,” Deuce puts a hand on her wrist. “We still have class. She'll get in trouble if she skips.”

“It’s not skipping, Azul can write a note as house warden.” He picks her up again, no more than a ragdoll. “If you pull the same trick you did yesterday, it’s not going to be pretty. Nobody has escaped my squeeze before, and we aint starting with you.” He bares his teeth, tapping her nose with his free hand.

Yuu can’t recognize if he’s genuinely angry or just annoyed with her escape. She isn’t willing to test it, and she knows she is too tired to do so again. Mary had already warned her off of doing so outside of Ramshackle for now, until she got used to Underground magic.

“Um, I’ll see you guys later?” she waves, hoping that this will be quick at least.

He doesn’t put her down once, even when she politely asks. He isn’t quiet though. He seems more annoyed that he had to pull in Idia to provide camera footage that she actually disappeared and didn’t just decide not to get her. The twins don’t seem to enjoy arguing with Azul, though the lines look fuzzy from the outside.

The bubble always feels odd going down, and then the coolness of Octavinelle settles in. It isn’t always a pleasant feeling when you are warmblooded, but maybe that’s why she rarely sees any Octavinelle student without a jacket on?

Azul’s office is the same as ever, clean down to the last dust speck on the nearly excessive bookshelves surrounding the whole room. The soft glow of the aquariums below offer a nice touch that she’s always enjoyed though, and finds it difficult to not relax when looking at them.

He sits at his desk with the strange fishbone pen scribbling over a softly glowing contract. The laptop, some type of the line model probably, almost stands out like a sore thumb amongst the antique designs.

It better not be for me, she thinks.

“Thank you Floyd,” Yuu mumbles as her feet finally touch the ground.

“Ah, Shrimpy gonna be all grumpy now?” He teases, pulling at her cheek.

“Floyd, please.” Azul says, almost smiling at her swatting hands doing absolutely nothing. “We have business to discuss.”

“Yea, I never got a text yesterday, so it must not have been that important.” Yuu crosses her arms.

“Oh, that’ll come later. I am far more interested in what this was. A unique magic perhaps?”

He turns his laptop monitor to show the footage of her turning into glitter, her wide eyes the last thing to literally blink out of existence.

“Even if I had a good idea what happened, I wouldn’t tell you. It was a fluke, I haven’t been able to do it since.” Half of it was true at least. She wasn’t able to recreate the distance, though it may be the desire just wasn’t strong enough.

“Ah, no need to be coy.” Azul smiles, the polite one that makes her eye twitch. “If your magic base is expanding that’s something to celebrate! How about a drink and dessert, on the house of course.”

“What do you want?” she asks bluntly. “Nothing comes for free with you.”

“Prefect!” he places a hand on his chest, “Do you think me so low as to not celebrate my friend's accomplishments?”

“Are we friends?” Yuu snaps, “I didn’t know that friends made each other homeless.”

His mouth snaps shut with a click. A huff of air behind ear reminds her that Floyd is still behind her, not at his usual spot beside Azul’s desk. Making sure to guard the exit?

“I-” Azul takes a deep breath, twirling the neck of the fishbone pen before carefully setting it inside the holder, putting a lid on the ink bottle. “I’ll admit, not my best moment.”

He sighs, walking around to the front of the desk and leaning against the ledge.

“Ms. Yuu, you clearly have an expanding magical core, which is wonderful. I congratulate you on effort and achievements. But it’s clearly powerful magic.” He adjusts his gloves, avoiding her eyes. “I, of all people, understand powerful magic without a medium to balance it out. We both know what it looks like when there are...no guidelines.”

Azul was capable of his spell without the contracts. The contracts are what allowed him to keep his sanity and mind. His step father had been the one to teach him and help, the best gift he had ever received from him truly. But there was something addictive in the power, and to see Yuu overblot, even by accident?

“I...I do apologize for my transgressions in the past.” Even Floyd raises his eyebrows at him. “I’ll admit that I did not think of the repercussions of my actions as I was self-assured in my own victory. And, at the time, it was the only thing that mattered.”

There are some deals that you prevent from happening, for the sake of his own skin of course.

“I have teachers that are helping me.” Yuu relents, “Though I understand your concerns better now. If, and it’s a big if, I need help, I will...actually consider your offer?”

He laughs, something a little softer than his usual one. “Well, as a show of good faith.” He pulls out a small metal piece from his pocket, “Take this. A representation of our benevolence, guided by the Seawitch and her two beloved eels.”

It’s a simple band, two dark eels wrapped around a small nautilus shell. It was in the style she preferred, something elegant but minimal. It didn’t look like a cheap tourist thing either, she could feel that the shell was smooth, thin but strong. It wouldn't shatter easily at least.

“Are these actual eel scales?” she asks, feeling the bumpy texture.

“Why yes!” he smiles, “I thought something handmade would be of preference. You do seem to prefer things of a more sentimental variety.”

She huffs, raising her pant leg to wear it as an anklet instead.

“Alright Azul, I’ll choose to forgive, but I won’t forget. Afterall, forgetting how powerful you are would just be stupid for me.”

A surprised huff leaves him, but he allows her to leave at last. Jade meets her at the door before she can even turn the knob, Floyd staying behind.

“Huh,” he mutters, “Went better than expected.” Floyd stretches his body out, small pops along his spine that wouldn’t be there in a human body. “You get what you needed out of it?”

“Enough, though not all.” Azul nods. “We do need her to trust us, and if that means giving away a token to show good faith, it’ll be worth the small energy exchange.”

“Also allows us to keep an eye on her.” Floyd adds, rubbing the small spot along his upper arm. They were eel scales. Specifically, theirs. Azul wouldn’t be able to see through her eyes the way he could with his or Jade’s, but with a sprinkle of their scales and a small sample of all three of their magics in the shell itself, they’d always be able to have a vague idea of where she was at least. With the way she was progressing in and out of class, she was becoming a threat.

And the best way to neutralize a threat was to make them a friend.

“It’s for her own good.” Azul goes to sit back down. He thinks it is for her good at least, and it’s not totally invasive. “Besides, I would like to know more about these teachers of hers. Perhaps they are looking for more students.”

Floyd shakes his head, making sure that Azul has a drink before heading out himself. He can’t afford to fail this next test if he wants to stay in the advanced classes. At least the advanced classes aren’t as boring as the main ones, but damn if they don’t test his patience some days.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #stone heart au #twst yuu #twst great 7 #twst the great 7 #azul ashengrotto #twst azul #floyd leech #twst Floyd #Jade Leech #twst Jade

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frogsarecoolandsoamj · 2 years ago

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Mouth full, pt. 2

Aint over yet

Aged up! Billy and Stu x reader smut

PART 2

Warnings :18+, smut, ghostface costume, thigh fucking,blowjobs, handjobs, rough, mentions of bruising and blood, knives, pet names, spit, cum, no pnv, and recorded sex (at the end), older men, female reader.

With half opened lids and a sore, shaky body, you tried to get up from your bed. You were immediately pushed down into your back by Mr. Macher, with a grin. His gloves soft on your bruised flesh as he lightly rubbed it with a slight tenderness. Almost as if he was admiring the damage he had done, a masterpiece of bursted blood cells beneath your skin, causing a beautiful piece of work, his brush being his own hands and fingers. You winced at the pain, making him chuckle out, leaning down to kiss your equally bruised neck. “God, you’re so pretty. I just wanna fuck you again, and again, and again.” He growled the last one into your ear, making you whimper. You felt Mr. Loomis’ weight shift the bed as he sat on it, chuckling at your squirming body under Mr. Macher. He grabbed the strings of your tanktop you were asleep in and played with them.

“We were already missing you, so we thought we’d give you a visit. But we had the idea to show up in something a bit more nostalgic.” He says, gesturing towards his costume. You wondered if they were both naked under it, making your legs clench, remembering the monsters between their thighs that caused you to end up like you were now, fucked out, sore, and barely able to walk without hitting one of your fresh bruises or cuts they so lovingly left on your pretty little body of yours. Each time one of them was touched, it was a reminder that you were now their bitch, their plaything. You loved it.

“Jesus, we really did a number on you, huh?” Loomis grinned, shifting even closer to you. You gulped quietly, knowing you were too sore to do anything. “Oh its gonna be okay.” He said reassuringly, almost as if he had known what you were thinking, “We won’t go all out, we just wanted a taste.” He growled in your ear. Mr. Macher proceeded to bite against a bruise on your thigh, making you yelp out of surprise and pain, causing both men to laugh, your thigh throbbed from the new assault. Mr. Macher grabbed your ankles and thrusted your closer to him, making you instinctively close your legs. You knew it wouldn’t be hard for any of them to pry them open. They both almost took it as a challenge. Loomis moved to now sit behind you, getting ready for something, as Mr. Macher started to pull your little shorts down. “I’m genuinely surprised you didn’t sleep naked, start doing that. It’ll make it easier for us to visit you.” He grinned, a sinister way laced into his words. Once he got them off, you groaned at the feeling of your bruises hitting against all the surfaces. Mr. Macher leaned his face down to your core. “At least you didn’t wear any panties, a bit of a shame, you look cute with them on.” He was so contradicting in his words, it made you feel crazy sometimes. Not that it mattered because they drove you insane in different ways. Many different ways.

“Stu, hurry the fuck up, I wanna hear her.” Mr. Loomis said, sliding his hands up your tank-top and to your breast. Mr. macher nodded and got so close to your dripping pussy, you could feel his hot breath already on it, causing you to quiver. He took note of that and let his tongue roam out of his mouth and connect to your clitorous. Licking and licking, with quick flicks, making you squirm and let breathy moans escape your lips. Mr. Macher didn’t waste any time as he connected his whole mouth onto your sopping cunt, and sucked away, using two fingers to enter into your little pussy with ease, making you flutter against his big digits. Mr. Loomis went on to grabbing your tits hard and squeezing your nipples in his hands, biting your neck, like it wasn’t already assaulted with bruises and hickies by them only a few hours ago. Your breathy moans filled the room as Macher brought you closer to the limit. You were so close, practically grinding against his face, begging him.

“Fuck yes, please sir, please let me cum, fuck let me cum.” You begged him, pleading for that release. Macher grabbed one your thighs tightly and held it away from his head so he could finish without too many interruptions of your shaky legs, as he continued to lick and suck at your sopping cunt, savoring your taste. His fingers pushed in and out of you, curling on the spot, making you see stars and he drove you closer and closer to your breaking point. You flung one of your hands towards his hair and grabbed a fistful of it, making his mouth go deeper against yourself, making you moan out, with a satisfied smile. Mr. Loomis looked shocked when you turned back to him, when he abruptly stopped playing with your tits. “Keep going..” you begged him, with puppy dog eyes as you face fucked Mr. Macher, hearing him moan against you, making you throw your head back against Mr. loomis’ shoulder. Mr. Macher had no complaints to your sudden action and rolled with it, happily, you could almost see that he was grinding against the bed, probably to relieve his aching erection. With another few long licks and delicious pumps from his fingers, you came all over his face, squirting on the bed, your thighs, and his mouth. Which he held open, with his tongue out with a sexy smile. You squealed out when you came, the hot white pleasure taking over as you came to your euphoria.

After coming down from your high, you weakly let go of Mr. Macher’s hair with a smile, him looking up at you with a grin. You look down and notice a huge tent in his costume. Well, you got your answer, they’re naked. Or at least he is. He shifted upwards and lifted the material, letting his cock fall out of it. Twitching and ready, precum already dripping from his pink tip. If you hadn’t already came, you’re sure you would’ve again at that moment. Mr. Loomis removed his hands from you and shifted out from under you, also moving the material from off of his cock too. They were both naked. That made you extremely excited. But knew you probably wouldn’t be able to handle them again, that worry bubbling back up into your stomach. Mr. Macher stroked himself and got close to your lips, just a breath away from kissing you. He grinned at your hitched breath, “stroke my cock for me, won’t you princess? Show me a good time.” He slurred a little in his words. This made your cunt dripping, and clench into nothing. Wanting more and getting zero.

You nod your head shakily as you wrap your hand around the shaft of his pulsing cock. It was hot to the touch, ready for action. Mr. Macher’s face went straight for your neck as you started pumping his cock with your hand, oh so slowly. He let out breathy moans against your shoulder, his warm breath grazing upon your skin, sending goosebumps down your body. Your hand still pumped shading his cock, but it was getting harder to, without any type of lube, so you bucked your your hips and slid your slicked cunt against his cock, making you both moan, feeling his tip slide across your wet hot folds up to your clit. Once you started jerking him off again with a now wet dick, his moans became loader.

You look back at Mr. Loomis who’s eyes haven’t left you two, he was stroking his own cock, and in your eyes, he looked so lonely. All by himself as Mr. Macher used your hands. You stopped what you were doing for only a moment, making Mr. Macher whine in protest to you stopping. “What’s wrong baby? Come on, I was so close.” He breathily pleaded. You moved from under him, which you were suprised he let you, but you crawled over to Mr. Loomis with a smile, a sly little grin on your face.

You lifted your ass up slightly as you made your way to him, lightly shaking it. Mr. Macher had no hesitation to slapping it loudly, making you moan a little. “Want some help,” you asked “sir…?” You added a second later. He growled at that and grabbed you and jerked you upright. You yelled at this sudden movement. He turned you around and pushed your thighs together.

“Matter of fact, I think I can use some.” He whispered in your ear, before making you bend over, back into Mr. Macher’s lap, to finish your job with him. Your ass still up, so that mr. Loomis would use your pretty thighs to get off to. You looked up at Mr. Macher, who waited for you expectantly, you lick the tip of his dick and swirled over it with your wet tongue, to get it wet again, he threw his head back lightly as you did so. You wrap your hand against his cock, rubbing it vigorously with little moans, due to Mr. Loomis fucking your thighs, his tip bumping against your clit every time he bucked his hips. You pumped Mr. Macher, bobbing your head down to kiss against the bottom of his shaft. He grabbed your head quickly and pulled it back. Making you look up at him. You didn’t stop yourself from smiling as you continued your handjob on him. His face contorted into a sick little smile as he leaned down slightly.

“Baby, don’t think I won’t use your sore throat again. You already stopped once, and you’re teasing me now. I wouldn’t push it, I’m trying to be patient with you. But don’t think I won’t lose it soon. “ he growled, you nodded, leaning up to kiss him. He pushed into you as your lips connected. His tongue entering your mouth with ease as you still jerked him off. You could feel him and Mr. Loomis was close, due to the stuttering of his hips accompanied by Mr. Macher’s whines and moans. Your hands stroked Mr. Macher’s long and thick cock, feeling every vein against your wet hand, once you made it to his tip, you would slide your thumb over his slit and rub more vigorously. His moans grew louder when you started to kiss his tip, licking it and sucking at his cock. Your throat was still horribly sore but you wouldn’t let that stop you from putting on a show for these gentlemen. Mr. Macher grabbed onto your shoulders tightly, still letting you do your thing, to brace himself. Mr. Loomis had now bent over, still rutting into your pretty thighs, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass echoed through the room.

“I’m so close, you wanna be painted with my cum? Want your ass to be covered in my seed? I wanna see you painted in my white.” He groaned. He then roughly grabbed your hair and shoved your head down onto Mr. Macher’s cock. “I’d love to watch him paint your face, my little Mona Lisa” he chuckled. You gagged at the new intrusion of your throat, but the feeling that it was Mr. Macher’s cock in there did help a little with the pain. You felt Mr. Loomis rub your ass as he still bucked against your clit, getting you close to your orgasm too. Mr. Macher was the first to break, that wasn’t too surprising though. He let go of your shoulders and lifted your head up, by your hair. You gasped for a breath, his hand reaching down to vigorously jerk off his cock, and him finally releasing his thick, white seed across your face. His cum painted against your cheek and chin. You smiled and went to wipe it off, but he grabbed your hand to stop you.

“Oh no, no, no princess. Why don’t you show Billy how good you were to me? Maybe he’ll give you a reward for being such a obedient slut for me.” He cooed, turning your face towards Mr. Loomis. You looked up to see Mr. Loomis smiling, his face flushed and his hair a mess. He looked so sexy when he wasn’t his usual perfect self. It was hot seeing him so out of his element, so messy, so desperate, so horny… for you. He roughly grabbed your chin and kissed you. His hips moving faster, his free hand grabbing your ass tightly. He grabbed you off of macher, still fucking into your thighs, hooked his arms between yours and kept thrusting. Mr. Macher watching, his soft dick twitching at the sight of Loomis’ cock disappearing and reappearing between your pretty thighs, every times getting wetter and wetter from your sopping cunt. Your legs shook as you got closer to your orgasm, looking up at Loomis, begging for release. He rolled his eyes with a smirk and thrusted faster, finally giving you enough friction to cum all over his cock, your moans filling the quiet little room, happy and horny. He finally came after one last harsh thrust. His seed all over the bed, and against your thighs. He was breathing heavily, a smirk heavy on his lips. He unhooked his arms, letting you fall against Macher. Your breathing was ragged, a smile spread across your face. After a minute you sat up. Mr. Loomis and Macher doing the same. Before you really realized after a second, they were getting dressed.

“W-where are you going?” You asked dumbly, face and body still covered in their cum. You looked so cute with your doe eyes. They both looked at each other and back at you, sick and sadistic grind on their faces. Which made your stomach (and pussy) flutter.

“We can’t stay for long, pretty sure your roommate heard us and we got other things to do.” Macher said. You didn’t even want to know what other things was.

“We just wanted to make a quick stop your our favorite girl.” Loomis commented as he threw on his mask, face now the one of a distraught ghost. He faced you one last time, “we didn’t want to leave you all high and dry if we were gonna be out all night.” You could hear his smile. Once they both were dressed, they snuck through your window and disappeared into the night.

You laid shading your bed, still naked. You desperately wanted sleep and you curled up against your bed, throwing a blanket over you. Once your eyes started to give out and your breath started to calm down. You got a phone notification. You drowsily opened your eyes, thinking it was going to be your roommate yelling at you. But in your lock screen it showed an unknown number. You opened your phone to see a video… the video Mr. Macher took.

“Thought you’d want this for whenever you missed us ;)” said the message on the bottom. You smiled and put your phone down. You’d watch it tomorrow. For now you wanted sleep.

a.n (I’m so glad I finally finished it but I feel as if I have to defend myself now for how short it is. Yes I’m aware it is nowhere near as long as the first, and has a lot less content. I am aware of that. I would love to say I was excited to write this but really, I felt extremely pressured into making sure this was done. I didn’t expect my first pair to blow up like I did, and I’m hoping I can keep up with demands. But I have a lot in my plate as it is. I wish I could you guys what you need but I’m most likely going to be a one his wonder. It sucks but I know it’s true. To the pipeline who will stay with me and watch me slowly write more and more, I thank you for staying with me. I do have other stories I’m working on now but I’m not sure when they’ll be done. -🐸)

#billy loomis smut #stu macher smut #stu macher x reader #ghostface x reader #billy and stu x reader #ghostface #ghostface smut #come get y’all’s juice

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namjoonscoffeeshop · 10 months ago

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✧ Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.

✧ word count: 10k

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"if you're just doing it to kill time, then do it with me" taking back his arm from your hold he steps back.

you felt terrified of the words that just came out your mouth, but you decided to stand your ground, there was no turning back. the damage was done. "what" "i said i-"

"no i heard what you said, have you lost you're mind? what is with you today" making his way to the door he tries to escape this awkward situation he was put in. and just like earlier your body moved on it's own. hugging him from behind you pull him back "yoongi!"

he lets out a groan as he pulls your arms off him, holding them to your side, if he leaves now i won't have the courage to ever say anything like this again. "do you even know what you just asked me?

"i'm not stupid nor innocent as you th-"

"oh i've seen the books you read, i know you aint innocent" he chuckles, letting go of your arms you felt your heart sink when he gave you that look. the look of pity, it made your insides twist that you had no other choice but to reach for his face as you pulled him in for a kiss. pressing your lips against his, your hand behind his nape.

your first kiss.

your eyes were shut but his were wide open with shock as he stared at you. hands to his sides he hand no idea what to do, for the first time in his life he was vulnerable to a women. retreating from the kiss you open your eyes and felt a pang to your heart when he was just staring at you confused. you could feel how the blood rushed to your head, making you feel as if you could pass out from embarrassment.

"i have no idea what made you wanna act this way" staring at your lips he glances back up to look you in the eyes "but i hope you understand that this doesn't change anything and the answer is still no"

"yoongi"

"no y/n, that's my final and only answer"

"but-"

"but nothing, you should be focusing on your studies instead of this." you could see he wanted to get out of here, thoughts running through your head. you head no other option but to start talking randomly

"i don't want to be a virgin anymore" raising his eyebrow at this very tmi sentence "ok? uh why?"

"why? cause no one my age is still a virg-"

"who cares what everyone else is or isn't" you begin to feel frustrated at how he keeps cutting you off. you were about to speak up but this time he didn't even let you talk "y/n, i'm not gonna have sex with you just to take your virginity. are you crazy?"

for you. maybe.

"but you have sex with other girls for fun" you whine

"but that's different, stop acting like a child"

"you wouldn't be calling me a child if you would have sex with me" he was speechless, he never had a hard time reading you but not knowing what was going on in your head made him want to run away.

"i know you don't settle for one person, i'm not asking you to be my boyfriend just t-"

"no no and no. please y/n stop talking"

"fine, i'll go to someone else" you turn away, walking around the sofa to sit down. giving him your back

"what? no you aren't" he raises his voice

"you don't tell me what to do"

"what? are you that needy" you could tell by his tone that he was getting annoyed by you.

"i would rather have my first time with you but if you say no then i'll go with someone else" he groans in frustration as he ruffles his hair. "come here"

"what"

"i said come here"

"are you not gonna change your mind"

"no" you shake your head, not hearing him clearly as your heart was beating so hard it was the only thing you could hear

"yoongi"

"shut up" he says as he grabs your hand, pulling you towards his bedroom. "you still want to loose your virginity to me" he says, pushing his door open. "yes" he pulls you to the bathroom, opening the shower door draging you in behind him. in your head every scenario your head ever read of shower sex was running through your head.

once inside he shuts the glass door only to reach behind you. to turn the water on. "yoongi!" you scream his name as he pushes you under the cold water. hugging you under the water he holds you in place "now you stand here until your horny ass calms down" he says with a smug look on his face.

I try to push him away but all he does is tighten his grip on me "yoongi, let me go before i kill you"

"nope, not until you stop saying you want to loose your virginity for shits and giggles"

you could feel your eyes tear up, once again he took everything i said as a joke. treating me like some kid.

"you're not going to have sex with me or anyone else. you need to focus on school. we're almost done and it's not the time to be slacking off"

"let me go" you say with a shaky voice, the cold water was getting to you

"your dad told me to watch over you, i'm not letting you do dumb choices now that we're almost done with school"

"let me go yoongi" you yell at him, hitting his chest. but he didn't budge, keeping us under the water for about another five minutes. "are you calm"

"yes"

"are you gonna make more crazy requests"

"no"

"are you going to ask someone else" shaking my head in reply.

As if i'd want anyone other than you.

"good girl" he reaches for the handle, turning off the water. he opens the door to the shower, stepping out. "here" he hands you a towel. head down, you take the towel. "wait here, let me get you something to wear" you stand there, with a towel in your hands

"here, wear this" walking into the bathroom he finds you in the same spot, head down. "y/n stop pouting and get changed" he places the clothes on top of the counter before closing the bathroom door.

feeling defeated you change into the dry clothes that belonged to him before opening the door.

"all better"

"yeah" you mumble

"don't be like that. i get how you could be curious about things like that but you don't want to loose your virginity over some reason like that"

"where's your clothes"

"huh"

"i'll put it wash, where did you leave it"

"oh..i put it in the washer." nodding you leave his room, walking past him.

"this girl is gonna be the death of me" he sighs, laying on his bed.

Once you were done he said you weren't allowed to stay over and he quickly sent you away. walking to your apartment you didn't think you'd have to return to made you even more humiliated.

entering your apartment your stomach rumbles. looking at the wall that stands between the two of you. you stick your middle finger out "fuck you yoongi"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"that's why you got your own car" yoongi tells you as you hold onto the drivers seat door blocking him from getting into his car "you said nothing would change"

"y/n just listen to me and move" grabbing your wrist he pulls it off the handle and you move aside. he gets into the car, starting the engine. you can see how he tilts his head back as he leans it against the head rest. as his window rolls down he turns to look at you and stays silent for a while before sighing "get in, idiot" you tried talking to him but he was only nodding his head or humming. you could feel how he was cautious around you now.

"want to have lunch together" he says as he parks

"now you want to talk? yoongi forget what happened yesterday. it was a mistak-"

"stop"

"no, remember i don't mind my own business. i just wanted to talk to you about maybe being more distant since you won't let go what happened yesterday" without letting him answer, you get out of the car and speed walk to the building.

"please let me sleep over" you hold onto your friend's arm as you shake her pleading for her to save you from the embarrassment.

" what did you do that's so bad you have to hide at my place"

"nothing, i just wanna go out.."

jihye gives you the side eye, knowing damn well there's something you're hiding. "forget it" you pout as you sink deeper into your chair.

"oh stop, yes you can come over" as if you were a spring you straightened pulling her into a tight hug where you squeeze her to death.

"i'll be with jihye tonight. don't wait for me"

"still texting him even though you are hiding out here?" putting your phone away you roll your eyes "i'm just letting him know so he doesn't stay waiting for me. then he can go have his own fun" you give her a bitter smile.

"okay.....anyways i bought these really cute night gowns the other day" tossing one bag to you she grins "i got you a pair too"

"why?" opening the bag you take out the purple silky gown, the floral embroidery that decorated the chest over the nude color had you in awe "this is actually pretty"

"i know! and you never buy things like these" she gives you a push towards the bathroom"now go change, let's see if it look better on" she winks at you as she takes her out of the bag

entering the bathroom you begin to undress, stopping once your phone rings. knowing who it was you decide to ignore it, but he kept blowing up your phone.

come home, stop being stubborn

how do i not know you're out doing what you said you would, answer the phone

your phone then rings as he calls you. but you hang up, opening the messages instead.

i'm at jihye's house

" this looks nice" you look at yourself through the mirror, the gown helped outline all your curves along. your phone rings one more time, annoyed you pick it up.

show me

fine...want me to show you.

yoongi had been to jihye's house when she threw a party once, so he knows how it looks. stepping out of the bathroom you notice jihye wasn't around. she could still be changing you thought. walking to the living room you stand in front of her massive mirror and take a quick photo, showing him where you were but more importantly showing him what you were wearing

happy?

satisfied with your photo you send it and feel all bubbly inside. anxious about the photo and how he'll react. "holy shit you look good" your friend walks into the same room as you, with the exact same night gown but it was red.

"so do you"

"lets take a photo, i won't post it" she knew how you hated taking photos and hated even more having them out in social media. but today you felt bold.

"post it" you shrug

she had her phone up, ready to take the photo but your answer made her put it down and she stared at you "damn what yoongi do to you? i knew it was weird that you wanted to stay out but now this?"

"nothing, i'm just tired of being so...ugh i dont know"

"okok, then show some ass. i want more followers" you laugh at her as she pokes out her chest.

glancing at your phone you see no response only

seen ✓

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

Pressing the button, a loud noise rings as the lever slides up letting the basketballs slide down in front of yoongi. As they fell he'd grab them and shoot them into the basket repeatedly one after the other. He's been standing there doing it over and over beating his own score "he must be really fucking mad" jin whispers to namjoon as he stuffs his mouth with chips, namjoon in the other hand looked disgusted by him talking with his mouth full "well no shit think about it. He doesn't tell us what happened, and next thing we know y/n's all over instagram showing ass and half the school talking about it" jin shrugs as he looks back at yoongi who just passed his own high score once again.

"hyung, what if you just tell us what happened" Having finished the game yoongi turns to look at the guys who had a curious and concerned looked on their face. "Nothing happened" yoongi shrugs as he continues to not satisfy his friends curiosity. looking at the clock he picks up his things and says goodbye.

"where are. you going?" namjoon asks him as he follows him outside "my kitten doesn't know how to behave, she left the house so i'm gonna go pick her up"

"the same one that hates how you smell?" namjoon asks confused

"yeah, that one exactly"

it was about time you came back home and yoongi knows jihye took you meaning you had no ride back except her. He wanted to use this moment to talk to you and clear things up.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

After the very nice photo shoot you had with jihye in the living room you both watched some movies, talked about school and then fell asleep. it was 12 in the afternoon the next day when you wake up because of the sound from your phone.

"hello?" you say without checking who called, your groggily voice made the person in the other end of the call chuckle "were you sleeping" your eyes widen as you hear yoongi's voice, sitting up quickly you felt dizzy causing you to lay back down

"yes" you say defeated

"i'm waiting for you outside, I know you don't have a ride and jihye is lazy. she'd probably not wanna take you home"

"but what about the distan-"

"babe, please just come out" your insides felt all fuzzy inside as he called you by you 'babe'. this man made you forget all morals, he could do the worst thing in the whole world and still you'd forgive him

"fine but you're buying breakfast"

"fine, we'll get anything you want" he laughs.

you didn't take long getting all your things together and leaving a note for jihye, since she'll for sure sleep in some more. yoongi was waiting outside the car, leaning against the passenger door. you sigh when you see that between his beautiful slender fingers was a cigarette. He looked so natural as he placed it between his nice plump juicy lips. he hadn't noticed you walking towards him since he was pulling out his lighter, just about to light the cigarette.

you waste no time to pull it out from between his lips, only to stick it into your back pocket. "really yoongi? where are all the jolly ranchers I gave you" you cross your arms clearly disappointed in him. He didn't say anything but stick the lighter back into his pocket "they're all gone"

there was something different about him today. there was this tension between the both of you, you felt your body heating up as he stared at you without saying anything "well find something sweet to eat when i'm not around"

"like what"

"i don't know, just find something" he nods, you both stand there awkwardly for a few minutes before you gather your courage to speak up "yoongi about what happened.." grabbing onto your arm he pulls your body up against him as he stares into your eyes "yoongi?" your voice shakes, startled to have him so close.

"shut up already about what happened" without giving you a chance to answer he presses his lips against yours in the most gentle way you have ever seen someone kiss another person, his hand holding your nape as his thumb caresses your cheek. his hand slithers to your ass, as he sneakily squeezes it as he takes the cigarette from your back pocket. he pulls away from the kiss, no expression on his face at all. well he did look smug, but that's yoongi.

in the other hand you looked stupidly shocked, but he didn't laugh. he made no comment.

"wha-"

"there's nothing wrong with a couple of kisses between friends, stop overthinking about what happened that day" he pats your head right as he grabs your suitcase putting it in the trunk. walking to where you were left dumbfounded he opens the passenger door, you could feel how your face was red, hot , sweaty from what just happened. and as much as he wanted to laugh he didn't.

"yoongi..you kissed me"

"you kissed me first, i was just showing you how it was nothing"

did you hear that? that was my heart shattering into a million pieces, min yoongi just kissed, he was the one who initiated the kiss and he says it was nothing?

"nothing?"

"i meant it was easy to kiss someone"

"someone?"

stopping the car in a empty parking lot he drove into, he turns the ignition off as he turns to look your way "I mean't that kissing between friends isn't a bad thing...it's easy to kiss someone you know and feel comfortable about it"

"friends?"

"babe use full sentences what are you trying to ask" he groans as he sits back on his seat, not looking your way anymore. annoyed by the way he was taking the situation you felt anger fill your stomach and you wanted to yell.

taking off your seatbelt causes him to look your way, thinking you'd get out the car and start throwing a tantrum like maybe say you'll walk home or something but instead he was left with his eyes almost leaving his sockets due to the shock he felt. you swing your leg over, straddling him, you place your hands on his shoulders as you hover over him. being over him you felt more courage, seeing the shock in his face made you feel even more fuzzy inside. wasting no time you sit on his lap making sure to position yourself right above his crotch.

"kissing is fine between friends huh" you ask, pushing his bangs back. gathering himself back together yoongi places his hands on your waist holding you in your place. "a couple of kisses are fine"

"how much is a couple" you ask, inching your face away from his every second you both stared into each others eyes, occasionally not long but the both of you would glance at each others lips.

just as your noses were rubbing against each other he chuckles "as many times as we want i guess"

before you could understand what the fuck you were doing, or if this made you look like a desperate virgin. your lips were pressed against him as he kissed you, softly at first, it didn't take long for him to intensify the kiss. trying to keep up with him. you struggled, this was your first make out session and it was having you drown in euphoria.

"breathe y/n" he chuckles before kissing you again, deepening the kiss you couldn't help the urge to cling to him as you felt like you'd faint at any moment. Your body was doing everything but listening to you as it started to rock your hips against his crotch, making yoongi groan and hold onto your waist ever harder, trying to stop your movements. you don't let him break the kiss, the kiss that was making you feel everything, it would steal your breath and give it right back. who else could've been your first kiss, anyone other than min yoongi would just feel wrong.

"y/n" he mumbles between the kiss, finally breaking apart he places his forehead against yours as you both catch your breath "sweet"

"what?" you ask breathless

"i found something sweeter than jolly ranchers"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

He basically picked you up like a sack of potatoes, in a very weird way that you were back to your seat and he was driving back home. he spoke to you like if nothing had happened and you did the same exact thing even though inside you were screaming.

getting home, he did as he promised and cooked breakfast for you instead of stopping somewhere. sitting in the living room you kept remembering what happened in the car and your body would heat up from how it felt.

if a couple of kisses was okay between friends, and he said a couple meant as many as we wanted. was it safe to kiss him everyday? before you could withdraw from your thoughts, yoongi startles you as he places a plate in front of you of what ever he had cooked "eat up". for some odd reason it wasn't awkward anymore, you felt like that urge you had inside of you had been shimmered down that you could just breath.

"yoongi...can you rethink about what I-"

"no, i don't want you wasting all your first times with me"

"but i want you" you blurt out

"what" he mumbles as he stares at you with his chopsticks stuffed into his bowl that was inches away from his face as he ate.

"i meant, i want to have all my firsts with you..."

putting the bowl down he sits back and crosses one leg over the other "why me"

"i'd feel comfortable if it's you..and i won't feel pressured..i could just say no and i trust you enough to stop"

naive girl yoongi thought. if he ever had the chance to lay a hand on your beyond those clothes. no one would be able to stop him from ruining you. "No"

"yoongi"

"no is no, and my answer is final..." grabbing his bowl he stuffs his face again, not looking at y/n at all. the tension was back, and you felt like you needed to run out of his apartment, the tight feeling in your chest was uncomfortable and you felt like crying. opening your bag you put down the new set of jolly ranchers you had for him not before putting one in your mouth.

washing the dishes since he cooked, he was watching the t.v while he waiting for you. "yoongi, i'm gonna go back to my apartment. i'm still tired"

."alright, knock on the wall when you're in bed so i know" his eyes never leaving the screen as he talks to you. nodding even though he wasn't looking you walk to the entrance bending down to put on your shoes. yoongi watches you as he reaches over to grab the box of cigarettes but stops as his hand hovers over it, he picks it up.

"wait y/n" yoongi walks to the entrance, standing behind you.

"yeah?"

he grabs your chin gently as he pulls your into a kiss, slipping the box into your hand. the kiss was tender, sweet but short but it still made you feel like you were on cloud 9

"you taste like green apple" he says

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"You did what?" Jihye gasps as the waffle falls off her hand onto her text book. You already felt awful about what happened, and even more confused about what happened after he kissed you. Her staring at you as if you had gone insane didn't help you at all.

"Can you not give me that look, I know okay" you stress, she blinks a couple of times before leaning back on her chair staring at you in disbelief "I knew you liked him but" she stops as she eyes you with a smirk forming on her lips "what have you done with my best friend cause girl you got bold real quick" she laughs as she claps like some seal. Covering your face hiding your embarrassment you regretted telling her you kissed yoongi.

"So what now, are you two dating?!" She shakes your arm trying to bring you out from behind your hands "thats the thing" you lash out "he kissed me back, twice no three times!"

Jihye was astonished maybe even speechless. "You were able to get the min yoon-"

" He said it was nothing and a couple of kisses between friends is normal" you interrupt her and speak very quickly, letting your head fall on the table as you whine

"Uh wait, what did you say. Repeat that please" jihye sits up as she stares at you, you could feel her burning a hole on the top of your head

"He said it was nothing and that kissing between friends is normal"

"Bullshit" she speaks up only for her to have everyone in the cafe turn to look her way from how loud she was. The table beside us had two girls who weren't appreciating our loudness and gave her a dirty look only to receive jihye's middle finger

"Y/n thats bullshit what type of logic is that?!"

"He said it's normal to want to kiss someone you are comfortable with"

"Who the fuck...is he fucking stupid" she was shocked, she was at the edge and was about to begin stuttering from the shock. "What do I do" you cry out

"Well what the fuck happened after you kissed"

"I left"

"You left?"

"He kicked me out"

"HE KICKED YOU OUT?" This time the lady behind the counter gives us a dirty look, jihye didn't flick her off instead sent an apologetic look her way.

"What class does he have right now?"

"Uh..why?"

"Cause I'm gonna go kick his ass"

"No you are not" you hold onto her arm, staring her straight in the eyes as you please to her to not make a big deal out of this "what the fuck even started this friend kissing fiasco

"I asked him to take my virginity"

Her jaw if it could, It would reach the floor "bitch you...why?" You were about to answer but she lifts her hand stopping you as she shakes her head "no....he's not stupid...you are" picking up her waffle from the book she takes a bite "and you're still friends?"

"yes"

"and he just lets you kiss him?"

"yes" you could see how she was trying to process everything you said, while trying to understand what yoongi was trying to do with all of this because she knows damn well kissing between friends isn't a everyday thing.

"bitch I feel he likes you" leaning forward on her seat she had that mischievous smile she always wears when she wants to cause mayhem. "you have to turn the tables"

"what do you mean?"

"you already told him you were interested" you shake your head "i told him i wanted him because i would feel more comfortable" you cringe at your own choice of words regretting it as. the moment you told him kept repeating in your head.

"fine what ever, time to make him understand that you were serious about it"

"how?"

"don't worry, Trust me"

If there is one person who can mess with someones head, it's someone studying for a psychology major.

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looking at myself in the mirror I didn't know if I should be pulling up the dress or down. "stop being dramatic" jihye smacks your hand from covering your cleavage. Jihye found out where yoongi would be tonight and just like he is gonna be at the club so will you.

"he's calling me again"

"ignore it" jihye takes your phone, hanging up on him as she tosses it into her bag. "tonight is the night" you won't lie and say that there was a part of you that wanted to slip out of this dress and go back to your pajamas as you call it a day but the thought of yoongi holding someone other than you tonight made you want to throw up.

You were back to the same night club yoongi always takes you to. the loud music and dark atmosphere is the one thing you'll never miss. Jihye always blends in once you enter as she joins the crowd, dancing among the other people as she finds a partner right away. You knew what you had to do and it was have yoongi find you, not you look for him.

making your way to the bar you ask for something that wasn't strong, since you knew that there was no way you could do this sober. sitting down you wait till he shows up, you didn't even know if he could be calling you since jihye kept your phone. looking out at the dance floor you try to find him, to come up with a plan to catch his attention but there was no sight of him. You were beginning to believe that jihye's connections were useless.

was it the alcohol that was taking control you wouldn't know but a brilliant idea came to mind. Yoongi always appears whenever you are with some other guy or when you cause trouble. You chuckle at the thought of him being your hero or something. Getting off the seat you walk over to the crowd, trying to find jihye. when you finally catch a glimpse of jihye who was waving at you to come her way.

pushing your way through the crowd you see jihye's expression change and she completely gives you her back. you were about to call her name when you get pulled by your arm causing you to jerk back against someone "what the fuck" you yell as you turn around.

"what the fuck are you doing here" yoongi says, jaw clenched. "let go you're hurting me" you try to break free from his grip, he grabs your from the waist pulling you out from the crowd as you walk with him. "you've been ignoring my calls all day"

"and"

"and? are you serious right now" letting go of you once he takes you to a secluded area. you cross your arms not even daring to look at him. "what are you even doing here"

"what are you doing here, yoongi" you ask him

"that doesn't mat-"

"i'm here for the same thing" you shrug, be bold

you were screaming inside, you felt as if you looked at him you might melt. "are you that fucking needy" you could see how angry he was, he was seriously tired of you at this point. but you stood your ground ignoring his words that made you want to run away and hide. "we're going home" he says in frustration.

you were about to tell him no, tell him that you're tired of him always acting like he's in charge. but his phone ranged and he stepped away, covering his other ear as he desperately tried to hear the other person.

once he hanged up, he combs his hair back with his fingers letting out a deep sigh as he turns to look at you "we have to do something first and then we're going home. i'm not asking you, so don't start" to try and keep you from leaving his side, he makes sure to hold onto your waist as he pulls you towards his side, both of you walk through the crowd heading to the booths.

"fucking jimin" he curses under his breath. once you make it to the booths you see namjoon with a very drunk jimin holding onto the pole as he kept spinning around.

"who the fuck let him go up there" yoongi curses at the guys for just watching him, everyone turns to taehyung and point at him "what?! he went up there himself. no one even tried to stop him" he yells to defend himself

"well get him down" yoongi yells as he leaves your side, he stands next to jin who was talking to jimin trying to get him down but he wouldn't listen to any of them. you couldn't help but laugh at the show in front of you. all the guys were stressed and frustrated by jimin. as if he was pulled out of a trance, once jimin heard your laugh he stops and looks your way. "dang girl, you look good" he winks at you

"shut up jimin, and get down" jin finally gets up to where jimin was standing. "y/n come up here" jimin says ignoring everyone. you couldn't help but laugh at him, how he was swinging his arms trying to get you to come up, yoongi was frustrated at this point. you walk towards jimin, to try and provoke him even more and it worked. Looking at you as you walk by him he wastes no time to grab onto you "yeah I don't think so"

"but why"

"I swear y/n, stay still" your back was up against his chest as he held you in place. "where the fuck is jungkook"

"somewhere"

"well go get him" yoongi yells

it didn't take long before someone found jungkook and got him to basically carry jimin off the stage, there was now a drunk passed out jimin hanging over his shoulder "who's going to watch him" namjoon says

"not me, I did it last time" taehyung raises his hands "you should be fucking doing it for letting him go up there" hoseok yells at him

"fuck just put him in my car, i'll take him" yoongi says, wanting to go home already.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

yoongi drove back home after the struggle of putting jimin in the back seat and also having you go find jihye and let her know you were leaving. she hated that the plan failed but she ended up staying with the guys as they watched you both drive away.

"can't you fucking help" you curse as the both of you are holding jimin up taking him to yoongi's apartment. why do you always have to bring back someone drunk every time you go to that place. opening the door you both make way to yoongi's room. "last fucking time i help you bring someone in" you whine. "shut up and hold him" standing in front of the bed yoongi tosses him completely onto you, as he walks to the bed to pull the covers off. "fuck why is he so heavy" regaining conscious at he most unwanted moment jimin looks at the bed and pulling you with him he falls on to the bed.

"yoongi get him off of me" you whine

"girl i'm fucking tired" kicking his shoes off he reaches for your ankles as he undoes your heels tossing them on the floor. doing the same to jimin. he pulls him off of you turning him to give his back to you "there"

you sit up, pulling down the dress as it had hiked up your thigh "here" yoongi says as he tosses one of his shirts at you "hurry up and change"

"but"

"y/n he's totally out of it" walking back to his closet he takes out another shirt, pulling his over his head he also changes into something else. you pull the dress, if you could call it a dress and put on his shirt with nothing but your undergarments on underneath "i could go back to my apartme-"

"you drank, i'd rather have you here" he interrupts you "are you done"

"yes"

he turns off the light, climbing in to the bed. you were stuck in between them. you felt awkward since you usually lay on your right side but that would mean you would be looking at him, so instead you gave him your back.

"why did you go there tonight" yoongi breaks the silence

"do you really need to ask" you say. you could hear jimin snoring, the bed wasn't big enough for three of you, you were already uncomfortable. "yoongi can't I just go-" you choke on your words as you feel him turn to his side, his hand on your thigh.

"i said no"

your back was against his chest, your heart was beating so hard you thought he might feel it. "y/n" his hand made its way up your thigh stopping at the hem of his shirt "are you that fucking horny" he says

"i could ask you the same" pinching your thigh, you gasp. he caresses it right after. "do you want to be fucked that badly"

"only by you" you say, bitting your bottom lip as he plays with his shirt. "you're playing a game you aren't going to win"

"really? i feel like i already did" you press your ass up against his harden crotch. "we'll see" lifting his shirt his hand makes it's way between your legs. wasting no time he pushes your underwear to the side, bringing his middle finger as he slowly slid it gently again your folds. parting you with two fingers he begins to rubbing your clit in small circles. you couldn't help it when you threw your head back and the noises that came out of your mouth right after.

"is this what you wanted" he says by your ear, with his low raspy voice. she wasn't the only one losing it, he also was holding back his urge to fuck you right there and then, the idea of him being deep inside you made him see red.

you were close to him, he could feel you against him, smell the soft perfume you had on that he loved. thrusting two fingers into you, had her eyes rolled back into her head, he kept a steady rhythm trying not to hurt you. "don't be so loud, you might wake him up" he smirks as you cover your mouth with your hand.

he was losing his mind, he wanted to taste her. pulling his fingers out he sits up, positing himself between your legs he grabs the hem of your underwear as you lift your hips up helping him pull off your underwear.

"you're so fucking spoiled" he says before his face disappears between your thighs, he dives right in making you arch your back once you feel him lick your holds you gasp for air.

your walls clench as he enters his fingers again not letting his mouth leave your folds as he sucks and gives your heat open mouthed kisses. " yoongi" you cry out, holding onto the sheets , giving your slit a long lick he continues to tease you. his tongue flickered over you, you couldn't help but rise your hips to him his hand thrusts.

somehow, your hands became tangled with his hair, your walls clenched, grasping at his fingers your core was dripping you could hear the lewd sounds his his fingers entering you.

"please' you beg, causing him to look up at you, fingers still inside you but still.

"what do you want, spoiled brat"

"you" he wanted you too, but he couldn't...he shouldn't. the least he could do was satisfy you. and quench his thirst for now.

"take off everything" wasting no time you pull off his shirt and he reaches to take off your bra "try to not wake jimin up " he smirks, thrusting his fingers into you he wastes no time taking one of your harden nipples between his teeth, playfully as to try and not hurt you he licks them with his tongue. your hands were on his shoulders as you were a mess underneath him.

he watched as your face became blush and you bit onto your bottom lip to stop you from moaning. arching your back he moves up to your face, taking your lips against his. sucking, licking them your hands tangled with his hair.

"i fee-"

"just relax" he says, thrusting his fingers into you faster than before. your lips never leaving his, letting out a muffled moan as you release around his digits. you were a mess, both of you stared at each other. he was about to loose his sanity but jimin groans and turns over facing both of you but he was asleep.

thanking jimin in his head he grabs a blanket tossing it over your naked body. you were totally out of it, you felt your legs shaking and the idea of walking was out of the question for you. as if he understood, he lifts you up bridal style, taking you to the bathroom "shower, i'll bring you clothes"

"yoongi"

"yes?"

"you lost"

his eyebrow raises at your bold statement, hand under your chin he stares you in the eyes "are you sure? who was calling who's name? " kissing your lips gently he pulls away before you could even kiss back

he leaves the bathroom, your legs giving out completely you sit on the floor.

"we did that right next to jimin" you gasp

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"My fucking head is killing me" jimin groans as he slouches over the counter whining from his hang over "they told you not to over drink but you never listen" yoongi snaps at him as he passes by slamming his hand on the counter to annoy jimin "fuck you alright, I had a bad day and needed to get over it" I laugh as I watch them argue, handing jimin a cup of coffee which he thanks me before yoongi decides to respond.

"only cause you had a bad day doesn't mean you can make us have one too, having me drag your ass to my place" he rolls his eyes, jimin's mouth left wide open. Touching his chest with one hand as he flicked him off with his other hand "next time you get all fucked over don't expect me to help you"

Now you could've stood there and watch them fight all morning but you were also having a headache, meaning someone had to put an end to this argument. "alright boys, please yoongi go to class. jimin go shower you reek" jimin offended again as one hit after another goes his way, he slams his fist on the counter laughing. "for real bro, go shower" yoongi pushes clothes onto his lap as he picks up his bag "see you later y/n" he waves while walking to the entrance.

you stare at his back as he puts on his shoes and leaves the apartment. maybe you stared for too long, jimin's very loud sipping brought you back as you looked his way.

"what" you say, watching how his brow was raised with a very vivid smirk on his face "how long" he says

"jimin if you want to say something just say it" you whine

"how long have you liked him" he looks even more amused when your face becomes flush and you shake your head "you got it all wrong idiot"

"denial"

"You know what I change my mind" pulling the mug from his hand you place it down on the counter as you pull his arm making him stumble off the stool. Maybe he could've stopped you if he hadn't kept laughing at how flustered you were. opening the door open you push him out shutting the door.

"my shoes" he says trying to catch his breath

opening the door quickly you toss the shoes out not caring one hits him causing him to curse at you.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

"this is getting interesting" jihye says, stuffing her mouth with sweet bread. you just explained to her what happened last night.

"but what happened after you came out the bathroom" she says picking up her carton of milk. Not able to contain your frustration you take the carton from her hand "HE WAS ASLEEP" eyes narrowed at her carton of milk she looks up at you "alright bitch i got it now give it back"

the moment you had opened the door he was out, or at least you assumed he was since he didn't wake up when you left the room and decided to sleep on the couch. He woke up before you as well and took a shower, to not even have a moment alone with you. Once he saw you woke up, he went to his bedroom and kicked jimin off the bed telling him to get out of his apartment already cause he was leaving.

"I told you I knew what I was doing" she snickers

"I feel like I did everything worse, he didn't even look at me"

jihye stared at you, seeing how concerned you were and worried. she got angry that he made you feel this way, surely if she could yoongi would've gotten his ass beat by now. "well he said he wouldn't have sex with you but yet went down on you sooooo that door opened"

taking a piece of her bread you let out a puff of air "we'll just stay as friends at this point" jihye brought your attention to her as she started laughing loudly not caring how people were looking her way "you guys are not in the friend area anymore sweetheart. Plus men and women can't be friends at least not how you guys are"

"what are you talking about? men and women can be friends!" you speak up, flustered how she was attacking you. "oh yeah?" leaning forward she grins "then why do you wanna fuck yoongi if he's just your friend"

"we...we're just friends..." she laughs at how you kept trying to defend yourself. taking out her phone she glances up at you "what's that saying..." she scoffs as she puts her phone down "you guys aren't friends, because friends don't know the way you taste" scrunching your nose you give her a sharp look as she just continues to laugh.

"You know ,no matter how yoongi acts or how many times he left with his arm wrapped around some girl...I knew you were the one he always had his eyes on" she nods her head as if agreeing with herself "what are you talking about now jihye"

"it's like he's saving you for himself, so make him go nuts" she smirks

"seriously you're fucking craz-"

crushing the empty carton she stares you right in the eye "make him fucking beg for it"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

maybe it was the way you called his name or the sounds that came your mouth that left him wanting more. He heard you leaving the bedroom last night, it took him everything to not go after you to fuck you senseless in the living room.

that's all he could think of as the girl who's name he couldn't care less to remember wrapped her arms around his neck leaning in to kiss him but he turns his head to the side "no kissing" grabbing her arm he flips her over onto her stomach.

She's always kissing me, he thinks to himself in the mist of sucking on her neck as she moves her hand up and down his shaft. frustrated that all he could think about right now was you. the girl aligns his shaft to her entrance as she looks back at him "something on your mind?" her thumb rubbing his tip before she presses it against her folds in a teasing matter.

"you're talking too much" he tells her before thrusting into her from behind, having her pressed against the bed as the pillow muffles her moans. cursing under his breath as he closed his eyes and the images of last night kept replaying in his head he thrusted into her harder each time and the girl underneath him would push press herself onto him even more.

He's confused, angry with himself for losing control Last night, if jimin wasn't in the bed he'd fuck you without a second thought. "faster...harder" the girl whimpers as she grabs onto his hands. "fuck I can't" pulling out of her he climbs off the bed grabbing his clothes. "uh what just happened" she sits up looking at yoongi's back as he gets dressed

"I don't feel like doing it" he says

"what? but you were jus-"

"yeah so what" without looking at her a second time he was out the door. more pissed off than when he had entered the room.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

you were walking to the parking lot when you see yoongi leaning against your car. stopping in your steps you watch his hand as he takes a puff from the cigarette before letting it out as he looked up.

gulp.

for some reason you were nervous, reason? you knew why. last night was the first time the both of you crossed that bricked wall he had built himself. sister? friend? there was no way he saw you like that anymore, he never did. This is what you wanted, so why did you have the feeling that running away right about now is a better answer than walking up to him.

while you were lost in thought, he caught a glimpse of you on the side of his eye. both of you make eye contact, he watched you as you stood there just looking at him. raising a brow at you he chuckles. "what? you aren't gonna talk to me?" he drops the cigarette to the ground as he steps on it, hands automatically going to his pockets.

you give him a smile, approaching him "Hey, I was just surprised to see you here. you're usually busy" standing only inches from him you could smell what he had just been doing, the bitter smell that you didn't like.

there was clearly some tension between the two of you. you could see how he was staring at you, looking you in the eye as if he was looking for some sort of answer. "y/n-" grabbing his hand you reach into your pocket, placing the keys to your car "you drive, i'm tired" you give him a smile. walking to the passenger side, he watches you get in the car returning a smile.

"you should really stop smoking" you tell him once he gets into the car "yeah?"

"yes, like what's the big deal" he laughs, pulling out the box and handing one to you "here, try it then"

"to what?"

"taste it" he pokes your arm with it, while wiggling his eyebrows in a teasing manner "i'm messing with you" he laughs as he sees your serious face not change at all. you felt annoyed with him, and how he ignores you when it comes to this matter.

"fine, let me have a taste." you speak up, facing him you quickly grab his collar. pulling him forward you smash your lips onto his, he responded right away as his hand snaked its way to your waist as he pulled your from your seat without breaking the kiss you were now straddling him. hands leaving his collar wrap your arms around his neck, hands tangled in his hair. You pull on his hair making his head tilt back, causing him to groan, giving you a chance to slip your tongue in. His hands made their way to your ass, giving you a firm squeeze as you circle your hips pressing yourself onto him.

breaking the kiss, you pull back and see how his eyes were close and he had a complete euphoric look on his face. slowly opening his eyes, he stared at you in awe. you smirk, hand reaching to your lip as you wipe off the corner that was wet. "yeah I don't like the taste" giving his chest a gentle tap you swing your leg over to your seat, fixing your appearance while yoongi sits there dumbfounded.

"y/n"

"yes" you responded innocently, looking at him with a gentle smile.

"stop reading those books"

entering your apartment you tossed your bag on the floor as you ran into the apartment, jumping and kicking the air, screaming inside. looking at the coffee table you pick up the book you had just read the other day, giving the hard cover a kiss. "thank you"

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

it's been a week since that occurrence happened. yoongi hadn't been with any girl since that day. all he could think about where does lips of yours and how he wanted to just take you as his own. you both hung out through out the week but not once did you throw yourself at him again. just like your best friend said, you wanted him to beg for it.

" You look stressed" taehyung tells yoongi, who was watching you from across the room as you talked so some girls at the table filled with drinks "you could say i am" he rubs his forehead "shits getting out of my hands lately" taehyung nods as he listens to his friend, following his stare he ends up looking at you. "is it because of her" he asked, if there was one thing about taehyung that he liked is that he didn't give a shit if a situation made you uncomfortable. if you open up to him it's because you care about his opinion and he will not hesitate to make sure you hear it.

"yeah" he takes another sip from his cup "she's a lot to handle" yoongi clears his throat. taehyung was about to answer but a girl catches his attention "well there's only one way to get her off your back if it's bothering you that much" he points at the girl who was leaning against the wall right across from the two men who were sitting on the couch "she's been eying you all night"

"if you want y/n to understand you aren't interested or serious . then just show her you're only in for a good fuck" he shrugs his shoulders

"not serious?"

"i'm not blind, she's gotten bold. plus she's always coming to our gatherings now. you haven't been had a chance to get with a girl either i bet" yoongi chuckles, this kid has no filter, he thinks.

"you like her"

"no i don't" yoongi responds quickly "i don't know why she's irritating me a lot lately" he lies

"right..just go, i'll keep an eye on her" taehyung gives his shoulder a gentle push. he looks your way once more changing his stare to the girl who was making his way towards him "fine" handing the cup to taehyung he gets up and makes his way to the girl.

"yeah he ain't gonna do it" taehyung places both cups down as he walks to the table you were at.

"girl why didn't you ever come before, like it's been three years already" the girl with pink highlights gives y/n's arm a slap "i don't know, i felt like i wouldn't fit in" all the girls at the table laughed, calling her adorable. "hello ladies"

they all turned to taehyung and called his name as they pulled him into the circle "what you doing over here" one of the girls arm was already wrapped around his as she made sure to press her tits onto him, he only gave her a smile before turning to look y/n's way. pulling his arm from her grip he throws his arm around you "just checking on my friend here, she never comes to things like this. wanted to know if she was alright" he gives us his boxy smile.

"i'm doing fine, i was going to actually tell yoon-"

"yoongi? you can't talk to him right now. he's busy" taehyung turns the both of you around making you get sight of yoongi who's arm is up against the wall as he other hand is on the girls waist.

talking

they're just talking, you kept telling yourself.

but one thing was leading to another, her hand brushing against his chest. your grip tighten on the cup, taehyung was amused by the whole scene. clearly she's all he could think about but he can still go to another girl. "wanna get out of here" taehyung bends down to your ear, whispering loud enough for you to hear him

"what?"

"let's get out of here" he raises his brows at you as he tilts his head towards the door, that leads out the basement. "and go where" you ask, glancing at him and yoongi. you both stood there for a bit watching how the girl grabs onto yoongi's wrist and pulls him to the staircase leading out the basement. grinning, taehyung turns his head to you, "well we could do what they're about to do sweetheart"

wrapping his arm around your waist, he pulls you through the crowd. bodies close you look at taehyung confused.

you knew where yoongi was going

and you knew what they're gonna do

taehyung knows too, so when he said that...you both reach the staircase but you pull back on his arm, stopping him in his spot. if i tell him no, will he get mad...looking into taehyung's eyes that were dead serious you inhale a hard breath "wait..i can't"

"you can't?"

"i don't want to"

taehyung lets go, crossing his arms. looking you straight in the eye. "i-" not being able to keep a straight expression on his face he bursts out laughing "i was just fucking with you y/n, i'm not interested in you at all" your face felt as if someone had thrown coffee onto you, you were beet red. "fuck you, why'd you joke like that" you slap his arm "i'm sorry, i was just bored. damn why did you look so serious "

shaking your head you start to laugh too, you felt stupid for freaking out like that. "you scared me, i thought you'd get mad if i said no"

he frowns at how you pinched your arm "hey, don't ever be around people who intimidate you. you shouldn't feel like that around anyone" he lets out a long puff of air "look i know you like yoongi, let's go coincidently bump into them and cock block him" he gives you a wide smile

"i...who says i li-"

"jimin told me" he shrugs

that little bastard...i'm gonna...

"come on we don't have time" wrapping his arm around your waist once more he guides you out of the basement, the fresh air hitting your face. you thought finding yoongi would be some work but it wasn't. just making one turn and you were already face to face with him. they hadn't even moved on flirting with each other. he had her on top of a table as he stood between her legs caressing them.

taehyung doesn't miss the chance to speak up, "let's go to my place" he tugs on clothes giving you a look as if telling you to follow along.

"ok" you respond as loud as him, yoongi's hands stop what they were doing once he heard your voice. looking up from the girl who was in front of him.

letting go of her, yoongi moves away from the table. making sure it was you and he didn't get mistaken. he watches as the two of you are walking away. "what the fuck" he mutters. he begins to walk towards the two figures who were giving him their back. and he notices taehyung's hand tattoo's which was the last straw for him.

with one swift move, he grabs a hold of his arm that was wrapped around your waist. yanking him off of you as he pull you to his side "where the fuck were you going" his jaw clenched. taehyung looks over his shoulder watching the girl he left on the table dumbfounded as he lets out a scoff.

"well what were you gonna do"

"yoongi" you say his name, giving his arm a squeeze. you hadn't seen him this angry in a while. maybe this was a bad idea you thought. they've both been drinking tonight as well "taehyung you-"

"don't say another word y/n" he lets go of your arm, stepping up to taehyung. face to face.

taehyung wasn't intimidated one bit by his older friend. instead he leaned in and whispered into yoongi's ear

"you do like her, liar"

I didn't hear what taehyung whispered to yoongi as he leaned in. Yoongi's body tensed only for taehyung to chuckle. you reach for yoongi's arm again, tugging on his arm as you try to get them to stop staring at each other. taehyung scoffs as he pushes past yoongi hitting his shoulder. you look at taehyung who walked past the both of you only for him to wink at you.

"you still have that stupid idea?!" he pulls his arm from your grip, turning to fully look at you. The look on his face made you gulp. He was angry. "what ide-" irritated by your response he grabs your wrist pulling you with him as he walks back to the house. this time you both didn't enter the basement but rather went upstairs. you had never been here, it was quiet as he slammed the door shut behind you, locking it.

fuck he's pissed.

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