#he could just have said ‘are you into dick now?’

[navybrat817]

This man. This gif!

Take Them Off

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Bucky just wants to read. You have other ideas.

Word Count: Over 900

Warnings: Established relationship, implied smut, teasing, slight possessive behavior, dirty talk, mentions of spanking and fingering, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: Another quickie, but I hope you lovelies. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky didn’t ask for a lot. In fact, all he wanted to do today was finish his book and not move from his chair. Very simple, and he should’ve known you would take it as a challenge.

Since he said he didn’t want to move from his chair, you decided to tease him and strut around the place in just your underwear as you did chores. And not just any pair of underwear. You had a pair specially made that had “Property of Bucky Barnes” written on the front and back. He was hard and aching for what felt like hours thanks to you.

He could admit it was fun when you teased him, but he could only take so much.

“Take them off.”

Three simple words. All you had to do was listen. Bucky sure as hell put enough authority in his voice, and he knew damned well you heard him since you looked over your shoulder with a playful smirk.

“What was that?” you asked, toying with the band of your underwear. “You want me to take these off?”

He exhaled slowly and gripped the arms of his chair. It was an impressive feat that he hadn’t done any damage to the furniture. “Yeah. Take them off. Now.”

You pretended to think about it. “Or what?”

Bucky snarled when you darted just out of his reach and had the audacity to shake your ass at him, which only made you smirk more. Whenever you got close to him, you moved away with a giggle. Both of you knew he could catch you if he wanted to, and he would, but he was trying his best not to leave his chair.

But once you got close enough, he’d put you over his knee. Maybe spank you. Maybe yank that special pair of underwear down and fuck you with his fingers until you came all over them, only after you begged for it. And after a little edging for all the teasing.

The question was if he wanted to fuck you with his metal fingers or not.

“Or I’ll cut them off,” he threatened.

You faced him as you played with the band again, his cock ready to burst from his pants when you pulled them down enough to show him your mound. Just as quickly as you pulled them down, you pulled them back up. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

“You drive me crazy,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. His scalp tingled at the thought of you pulling on the long strands. A very good kind of pain.

“And you love me for it,” you smiled.

His gaze momentarily softened. You were the light of his life, always. “I do. Very much,” he swore, brandishing a knife from his pocket and twirling it for you to see. “And maybe I can turn that threat into a promise if you get over here.”

You gasped and he didn’t have to look between your legs to know there was a wet patch on the fabric. “Is this the part where I go ‘is that a knife in your pocket or are you just happy to see me’, Barnes? Or are you planning to stab me with your dick?”

His blue eyes darkened when you took a step closer. As much as he wanted to put you over his knee, he also wanted to lavish your gorgeous breasts with the attention they deserved. “I’m going to destroy all of your holes tonight, and I might just fuck your pussy last,” he said, going in for the kill. “Or maybe I won’t fuck your pussy at all since you’re a fucking tease.”

He wanted to smirk when you narrowed your eyes and took two steps closer. Close enough for him to grab you. “A tease doesn’t back up their words and you know damned well I always-”

Careful not to cut you because he’d never hurt you, he gripped your wrist and chuckled when he yanked you over the armrest. “Follow through. I know, baby. I know.”

He half expected you to squirm or struggle, but you only moaned when brought the blade to your hip. He saw you rub your thighs together. The teasing had worked you up, too. Good. “Are you really going to cut these off?” you pouted.

He sank his teeth into his lip when he read the words along your ass. It would be a shame to destroy them since he was already going to destroy what was underneath. “Maybe, maybe not,” he mused, grazing the blade along your skin to make you shiver. “I’ll think it over while I finish my book.”

You tensed up and slowly turned your head. “You’re still going to finish your book? Are you kidding me?” The fire in your eyes almost made him lose his cool, but he used to be the Winter Soldier. He didn’t break so easily.

“You knew that was my plan today. Not my fault the sight of me gets you hot and bothered,” he smiled, rolling his hips up so you could feel just how hard he was in his pants. To be fair, the sight of you did the same thing to him. “So sit tight, get comfortable, and we’ll see if you can figure out which hole I’m fucking first.”

Because if you got to tease him, he got to tease you, too.

Once again, nothing to see here, lovelies! Go about your business. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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[halsteadlover]

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 & 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥

*Pics not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Female!Reader.

• Requested by anon: can you please write charles x reader she give him a blowjobs while he drives 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

• Warnings: oral sex m. receiving, dirty talk, swearing, semi public sex, unprotected sex (y’all already know what to do), this is just smut and pretty much zero plot lol

• Word count: 3.2K

• A/N: PLEASE READ THIS ONLY IF YOU’RE 18+. This is straight up ass but here we go anyways lmao

You were always meant to be a passenger princess not because you were lazy or you didn’t want to drive, but because you could sit there for hours and admire your husband for as long as you wanted.

Seriously, he had no business looking so good while driving and no matter how many car rides you took together, you’d never get used to that sight. You couldn’t even understand how lucky you were to have that man and being able to say he was your man.

You couldn’t take your eyes off him, not even if you wanted to.

One hand on the wheel, veins prominent under his golden skin, the other resting on your thigh, casual, effortless. His sleeves were rolled up, exposing the sharp lines of his forearms, and there was a crease between his brows as he bit his bottom lip in concentration. It was the kind of look that made it hard to think straight, let alone behave.

His fingers drew imaginary circles on your inner thigh, absentmindedly, unaware of the effect he was actually having on you. You were going crazy. You wanted him so much you couldn’t even think straight anymore.

“You’re awfully silent chérie, what are you thinking about?” he asked, waking you up from your daydream. Even his voice was so sexy, with that accent that could send you into a total turmoil.

He looked at you for a moment before returning his gaze to the road. You didn’t answer right away, you continued to let your gaze travel along his face, the profile of his nose, the outline of his lips, his jaw, the column of his throat, his Adam’s apple, down his chest and his arms. And fuck, his arms.

“Nothing,” you finally answered, never taking your eyes off him as you hand rested on his—the one on your thigh—caressing his skin with your nails.

“Liar. You’re staring,” he shot you another look, a half-smirk plastered across his lips. He knew you by now, after years together he had learned to know every expression, every nuance, it was almost as if he could read your mind.

You dragged your fingers up and down his bicep, caressing it, feeling it, squeezing it.

“You just look so good baby, so damn hot.”

You watched as he inhaled deeply as his finger flexed almost imperceptibly on your thighs. You leaned down to leave a kiss on his arm, then more up his bicep, his shoulders and then—as you moved closer to him—his jaw, his cheek and then the corner of his mouth.

He exhaled deeply and his fingers tightened around your thigh. “What are you doing?” He whispered, turning his head and stealing a kiss on your lips before returning his eyes to the road.

“Didn’t you sway you wanted to know what I was thinking?” You whispered back, continuing to pepper his face with kisses. They seemed innocent but—combined with your voice so sexy and seductive—it was enough to make him harden and you noticed, to your delight.

“No… Yes… Fuck baby I’m driving,” he begged and you giggled. You took off your seatbelt to make yourself more comfortable and rested one hand on his chest while you stroked his hair with the other.

“I was just thinking about how much I want you,” you nibbled his earlobe, making him sigh heavily as your hand moved down his chest, slow and sensual, “how wet I’m right now just thinking about sucking your dick, how much I want you to fuck me in this car right now…”

“Putain,” he cursed under his breath, both hands now on the wheel, knuckles clenched so hard they turned white, “you—” he cut himself off, shaking his head like he couldn’t quite believe what you just said that. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, and he quickly glanced at you, his eyes now darker, hungrier. “You can’t say things like that while I’m driving baby.”

“Why not?” you challenged, fingers grazing dangerously close to his crotch. “Can’t handle it love?”

You took your time, letting your fingers grace over the bulge straining against his jeans, light enough to make him twitch under your touch but nowhere near enough to give him what he wanted.

What he needed.

“Please don’t do this to me…”

“Already so hard for me mon amour?” You whispered, your lips brushing against his ear. “Is this all for me?”

His breath stuttered, and for a second, he said nothing, just gripped the steering wheel tightener, knuckles pale against the leather.

But you weren’t letting him get away that easily.

Your fingers fiddled with his belt, slow and unhurried as you popped the button and eased the zipper down. He made a sound deep in his throat, half curse, half plea, and you felt his hips shift, like he was trying to give you more room to touch him.

You slipped you hand inside his pants and rubbed the palm of your hand on his hard dick, making him moan and curse again. “Merde bébé…” he groaned, a low, desperate sound that made your pussy clench.

“Answer me,” you urged, slowing your movements. “Is this for me baby?”

His head fell back against the seat for a split second, jaw clenched so tightly you thought he might break it. “Oui…” he finally breathed out, voice rough and wrecked. “Yes, fuck—all for you, baby. Always…”

You slid your hand beneath the fabric of his boxers and wrapped your fingers around his dick and let out a moan so hot and sexy. “Please—oh my God… You’re going to make me crush.”

Your touch was soft at first, just enough to make him tremble beneath your hand. You stroked him lazily, dragging your thumb over his sensitive and wet tip, feeling his dick pulse in your palm.

“No, I’m not. You’re going to keep us safe won’t you baby?”

His thighs tensed beneath your fingers, and when you squeezed him just a little tighter, he let out another moan.

“You’re not being fair,” he muttered, but his voice broke on the last word when you gave him another slow, deliberate stroke.

“Who said I play fair?” you teased, leaning in to press a kiss against his jaw. “I just want to make you feel good, don’t you want that?”

“Fuck yes,” he answered so fast it made you chuckle. You lowered his pants and underwear further, until his hard dick finally sprung free. “You’re—fuck—you’re going to ruin me.”

You didn’t answer to that, but leaned down and darted your tongue out before giving a slow and deliberate lick along the shaft of his dick, making him hiss. You slowly drew imaginary circles on his tip, tasting his salty precum.

“Holy— Ah yeah chérie just like that.” His hand left the wheel for a second just so he could tangle his fingers in your hair, tugging at it like he knew you liked. You took him all in your mouth and Charles swerved the car slightly before quickly regaining control, letting out a curse that was somewhere between a moan and fear.

“Mon Diey you’re going to get us killed,” he groaned and the words only seemed to fuel you up even more. Your lips circled his dick as your tongue traced circles around his soft silky skin, leaving streaks of saliva with every movement.

The car was filled only with the sounds of Charles’ uncontrolled moans and gasps and the noises you made as you gagged on his dick while he kept pushing your head down, fucking your mouth. “Yeah baby just like that… My beautiful wife takes me so fucking well…”

Your pace grew bolder now, each lick firmer, more purposeful, and the tension in his body was undeniable, the way his breath came faster, the way his thighs trembled beneath your touch. He was close. You could feel it.

His grip in your hair tightened, and when you hollowed your cheeks, taking him so deep into your throat as your hand wrapped around the base of his dick, he let out a guttural moan that was pure sin. “Putain—” The French slipped from his lips once again like a prayer, raw and desperate. “I need to touch you, I want you so fucking bad—I can’t…”

But he couldn’t, he had to concentrate with every fiber of his being on driving, keeping his eyes on the road and focusing to not crash his car into someone. He couldn’t concentrate on the beautiful woman who had her head between his legs and was sucking his dick so voraciously as if she physically needed it to live.

He thanked the Lord in that moment for having tinted windows or it would’ve been hard to explain to his bosses why images of him receiving a blowjob from his wife while driving were printed on all the newspapers and magazines.

His head fell back against the seat for a moment, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard, struggling to hold himself together.

“God baby your mouth feels like heaven, you’re going to kill me,” he rasped again, though the way his hips jerked mimicking your movement, chasing the heat of your mouth, told you he didn’t want you to stop.

Charles felt like he was about to come but he didn’t want to, he wanted to explode inside you, filling your hot, wet pussy to the last drop.

So, the car swerved suddenly, and before you could process it, Charles yanked the wheel and veered onto the side of the road with a rough, urgent movement. Gravel crunched beneath the tires as he slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sharp stop.

Your head lifted in surprise, lips still glossy and swollen, and you barely had time to catch your breath before his hand was on you—pulling you up, dragging you into his lap with a hunger that felt heat rushing straight through you.

Charles grabbed your hair in a fist and crushed his lips against yours in a kiss that sucked the soul out of your body.

“You really think I was going to let you finish me like that?” his voice low and dangerous against your ear. “Not a chance. I’m going to come in this tight little pussy and you’re going to take it like the good girl you are.”

The words barely registered before his mouth was on yours again, hot, demanding, like he needed to taste you, to claim every inch of you after the way you’d wrecked him. His tongue slid against yours, making the kiss messier, urgent, filled with the kind of heat that made your head spin.

His hands were everywhere, skimming up your thighs, tugging at the hem of your dress as he freed your breast, on your ass. You gasped against his mouth when his fingers slid beneath the fabric, tracing along the edge of your underwear with a touch that was anything but patient.

“All that teasing,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your breast as his tongue traced a wet circle around your nipples, his fingers slipping beneath the thin fabric and stroking over your already-soaked pussy. “And you’re this wet for me?” He repeat your words.

You whimpered, hips rolling into his touch, and the sound you made had his jaw clenching, like it was taking everything in him not to lose himself completely.

“Charles,” you breathed, nails digging into his shoulders. “Please… Oh yes… I’m always wet for you baby…”

A dark, satisfied chuckle rumbled from his chest. “You were so bold a minute ago,” he taunted, dragging his fingers through your slick folds before slipping one inside you. “What happened to that confidence, mhh?”

You couldn’t answer, not when he curled his finger just right, pressing against that perfect spot that had your body arching and trembling against him.

“That’s what I thought,” he murmured, adding a second finger and groaning softly at how easily you took him. “You love being like this for me, don’t you? So needy… So ready. My wife is so perfect for me.”

The ache between your thighs grew unbearable, and you shifted against him, grinding against his hand in a way that made him curse softly under his breath.

“Fuck just like that,” you moaned, your hands in his hair as you pulled it in a vain attempt to survive that wave of pleasure. “You’re so good baby.”

“God, you’re driving me insane,” he rasped, pulling his fingers from you and taking them in his mouth, licking every drop of your wetness. “Merde I need to be inside you.”

He barely gave you a moment to catch your breath before he kissed you again, pulling your panties to the side. You felt his thick, heavy dick pressing against you, and the sheer desperation in his touch sent your heart racing.

“Come here, baby,” he whispered, his voice rough but desperate as he guided your hips over him. “Sit on my dick, let me make you feel good.”

The stretch was delicious, hot and perfect as you sank down onto him, and the groan that came from his lips when you took him made your head spin. His hands gripped your ass tightly, holding you there, like he needed a second to compose himself or he’d come in a second.

“Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth, his head falling back against the seat. “You feel so good, so fucking tight around me.”

You leaved open-mouthed kisses on his neck, licking the column of his throat, every inch of his skin. You braced your hands on his chest but also caressing his face, rolling your hips slowly, and his jaw tensed, letting out a deep, broken moan.

“Still think you’re in control husband?” you teased, though your voice trembled slightly as you rocked against him, savoring the way he filled you so perfectly.

His heated eyes snapped open, as he met your gaze and the look he gave you felt a delicious shiver down your spine.

His hands tightened on your ass, slapping it before thrusting his hips into you, deep and hard, stealing the breath from your lungs. And when his mouth found yours again, hungry and unforgiving, you knew you were completely done.

His kissed grew messier, desperate and claiming. His hands kept guiding you as you moved over him, his dick filling you with every roll of your body.

“Look at you,” he groaned against your lips, watching the way you took him, how your body clenched around him with every deep thrust. “So perfect. So fucking tight, baby.”

The praise sent a rush of heat straight through you, and you moaned, tilting your head back as his mouth trailed along your throat, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin. Your arms circled his neck, your fingers going through his thick hair as he left marks, evidence of just how wrecked you made him. You knew it but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

“You’re so deep baby, fucking made for me,” you gasped, your fingers pulling his hair as you rocked against him harder. “You feel so—oh, God—”

A rough, broken curse slipped from his lips, and his grip on you grew almost bruising as his hips snapped up to meet yours faster, more relentless.

“You like being fucked like this? While everyone can see us?” he groaned, his voice thick and broken as he thrust up into you again like he wanted you to feel him for hours. “When can’t I even wait to get home?”

“Yes,” you breathed, clenching around him as pleasure coiled low in your stomach, hot and aching, winding tighter with every punishing stroke. “I love it, Charles. I love you.”

You tried to say something else, but every time you tried to open your mouth nothing came out but moans and gasps which—along with Charles’ and the sound of your skins clashing together—filled the car.

His mouth trailed down your chest, taking one breast between his lips and sucking it before doing the same with the other. “Fucking mine,” he sucked the spot under your ear, “mon Dieu I love you,” he rasped against your ear, each word punctuated by a deep, precise thrust that made your vision blur. “And I’m going to make sure you don’t forget it.”

“All yours baby, forever,” you whispered against his hair, not even sure he heard you. You whimpered his name again and again, nails dragging down his back as you kept riding him, pushing you closer to the edge with every stroke of his dick.

The car windows were fogged now, the air thick and heavy with heat, but nothing mattered, nothing except him, the way he claimed you.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered grabbing your face with his hand, his voice raw and commanding in a way that made you clench around him. “I want to feel you come around me.”

The need in his tone was too much to resist. Your hand slipped between your bodies, your fingers finding your clit, and the moment you brushed against it, a loud and breathless moan escaped your lips.

“Merde,” Charles cursed again, his teeth grazing your jaw as his hips bucked up harder. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this—”

His words, his touch, everything, was too much and not enough all at once. Your body trembled against his, the pleasure building faster, hotter, and you knew you were right there.

“I’m so close baby, oh yes—you’re gonna make me come so hard…”

“Yeah, let go for me chérie. Come on my dick, I want to feel you.”

The filthy command shattered whatever restraint you had left. With one more swirl of your fingers, hot and blinding pleasure crashed over you, your body clenching around him as waves of ecstasy washed through you.

You cried out his name, and he groaned in response, burying himself deeper in your pussy as your walls kept clenching around him, making him completely lose his mind. His rhythm stuttered, his grip on your waist and ass bruising as he thrust into you one last time, hard and deep, before he finally let go.

His head fell against your shoulder as he spilled inside you, his hips jerking messily until he filled you till the last drop of his cum, his breath coming in rough bursts while the aftershocks of pleasure coursed through both of you.

For a moment, neither of you spoke, just tangled together in the dim heat of the car, bodies still pressed close, hearts racing in unison.

“My God baby.” Finally, he exhaled a soft, breathless laugh, his lips brushing against your neck. “You wear me out. I swear I’m not going on a road trip with you ever again.”

You chuckled, brushing your fingers through his hair as you pressed a soft kiss to his temple. You then placed your thumb and forefinger under his chin and forced him to lift his head to look at him. “You sure about that?”

He smirked before shaking his head and kissing you softly on the lips, his arms tightening around you. “Nah baby I was kidding, I’m five seconds away from dragging you in the backseat because I’m dying to eat your pussy.”

And by the way his hands were already sliding down your back again, still hungry, not quite satisfied, you had no doubt he meant every word.

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Tags: free use, degradation, slight piss kink (but no actual piss), dubious consent, perverted Simon

Notes: Dedicated to that one anon in my inbox who keeps asking for piss content!! I'm sorry to say I probably won't write your request, but hopefully this small blurb makes up for it ❤️

Simon had never been a patient man. He wasn't patient at work. Wasn't patient at home. And most of all, he definitely wasn't patient when he was inside of you.

Every time he crawled into bed, pinning you down with his meaty hands, biting at your throat nearly hard enough to draw blood, all the while bullying his red, leaking cock into your pussy.

Since the beginning, there was no point in fighting back. A man like him—with all his viciousness and strength—wouldn't be deterred by a thing like you. It was a point only made more embarrassing by the way he held you down and fucked you hard, muttering that demeaning nickname in your ear.

"Shut up," he'd snarl, balls slapping against your ass, "I'll fill you up 'n then I'll go—and you better not test me, little girl. Not right now. Not fuckin' today."

Most of the time, you couldn't do more than spread your legs for him and let him take what he wanted, whining every time he bent your body into a new position.

However, just because he was a brute didn't mean he was brainless. He was your brute after all. And, if you were good enough, he'd give you a bit of leeway.

Today, you bit the bullet.

God, Simon must have had you pinned down for hours, the bed sheets soaked through with sweat underneath your naked body. He was still dressed, but you were bare and raw, his handprints marked into your body from nearly head to toe.

You were so broken and bent you could barely breathe, legs pushed so far back your knees were resting on the pillow beside your head while Simon slammed his swollen cock into your pussy again and again.

"Ngh—“ you wince, scrunching your brow.

Another thrust, another unwitting moan. Fuck, he was ruthless. Every swing of his hips, every slap of his skin—god, he puts his entire weight behind it, the head of his dick pushing into your cervix regardless of how he'd gentle he said he’d be with you tonight.

But, with every thrust, he pushes into more than just your cervix. After so long playing his personal fleshlight, the uncomfortable feeling was beginning to distract you.

"Simon—Simon, wait. Stop," you shove at his shoulder blades, wriggling your hips.

At the tiny taps, he stops, still buried inside of you.

"You good?" he drawls, panting like some looming beast.

"Yeah, it's just..." you look away from him with a flush, slowly easing off of his cock, "I need the bathroom."

He cocks a brow, but otherwise lets you go. However, he certainly makes no effort to pull himself out of the warmth of your pussy, instead watching on with a straight face while you wiggle yourself out from under him.

Prick, you roll your eyes at his dramatics.

"You just went," he huffs as you close the door behind you, "Your bladder can't be that fuckin' small."

"Simon," he hears you sigh on the other side of the door, "Look, it's just...when you're inside of me, sometimes you put a little more pressure on my bladder, okay? S'not my fault..."

Is that a whine he hears?

It's definitely a whine, his brain tells him.

Again, he rolls his eyes, irritation building. While you do your business, he looks down at himself, still poised in the position you'd left him. Idly, his leaking cock twitches between his heavy legs, and he scowls, watching as bubbly strings of your slick drip off of the tip and onto the bed. He scoffs as he wraps a hand around it.

"So?" he huffs, fucking into his fist.

"So," you pout, "Maybe you should be a bit more gentle..."

"Yeah, right," he chuckles, pounding his hips into his hand a few times, "Cause you'd still moan just as loud if I was soft 'n sweet wi' you."

There's no answer from beyond the door. Irritation creeps up on him quickly. Impatiently, he stands from the mattress, walking over towards the door. The hinges creak when he leans his weight on it.

"Hurry up," he demands, blood pumping.

"I am hurrying!!" you whine. Again. Like always.

"Fuck."

The vitriol is almost as loud as his libido, blood rushing south. Fondness transforms into want, transforms into sheer need quicker than he can reel himself in. And before he knows it, he's barging through the door. You gasp, having barely stood up from the stool.

"What are you—“ you begin, but you don't get the chance to finish. He merely wraps his ruthless hands around your hips, wrestling you into submission against his stronger body.

"Turn around," he seethes over the sound of your whines, "Bend over. Ass up. I need you."

"B-but, I—“ you mewl like a cat in heat when he swipes his cock between your legs; you're wetter than you've ever felt before, "Simon, I—I still need to go—“

"No, you don't," he grits, grabbing your hair to yank your head up when he slides home. Your entire body trembles against his, legs shaking so hard you stumble forward where you stand, forced to spread your legs over the bowl of the toilet.

You can only gasp in shock as he starts right back up fucking you again, ramming his hips into you hard enough to make you brace your hands against the white porcelain back.

"You don't need a piss, you need to cum," he tells you, as if it were a fact, "If you were smart, you'd be able to tell the difference between the two, love."

"Simon, not—not there—“ you gasp, that uncomfortable urge reeling through your nerves once again, amplified by the way he wraps his arm around your stomach to hold you in place. Shakily, you push a hand behind yourself to shove at his thrusting hips. If anything, it only makes him fuck into your harder.

"Hush," he seethes, thrusting hard to shove you forward. Tears begin dripping down the side of your cheek as that feeling of desperation floods your body, demanding that you cross your legs and hide yourself from him. But Simon won't have it.

No, he only bends you to his will, plastering his sweaty cheek against yours when he begins to speak.

"You need to go, huh? That it, baby?" he mocks, rocking into you slowly—almost as if he cared about your whining moans.

"I—I don't know," you moan, beyond decency now, "Please, just pull out and let me see if I—“

"If you need to go, then go. Right here. Right now," he teases, "Nothing's stoppin' you, baby. Y'won't make a mess or nothin'. Y'just gotta stop whingin' and go."

"Simon—I can't do it—“ you cry, cunt fluttering around him as you halfheartedly try and follow his directions.

"You sure?" he shoves his cock home once more, reaching around to fondle your clit; you flinch against him, "'Cause you feel pretty wet down here to me, baby..."

"That's not—" you try to protest, but find yourself leaning into the feeling, discomfort transforming into pleasure alarmingly quick.

"You clenchin' around me 'cause you're desperate or because you're close? Which one is it, girl? C'mon," he punctuates the words with a slap to your ass, "I don't got all day."

Exhausted and overwhelmed, you try in vain to decipher the feeling inside of you. Yet, the more he pushes into you, body strong and warm against your back, the more confused you become. The flush on your face is so severe you can hardly contain your embarrassed tears when you answer him.

"I—I don't know..." you practically sob, listless now. His faithful arms wrap around you, amplifying the emotion coursing through you.

"Aww, that's alright, baby," he coos, smiling wolfishly as he thrusts home once again, "I've got you."

His hot tongue skirts around your neck, laving into a slow, wet kiss beneath your jaw.

"S'okay," his chest expands on a teasing laugh, "Guess we're 'bout to find out which one it is anyway."

At his words, your eyes go wide and you can't stop the gasp that leaves you. However, when he grabs your trembling hands and shoves them up against the wall, perfectly positioning your pussy over the toilet bowl, you whine uselessly at him once more.

"Simon—please—“

"Did someone tell you to talk?" he bites back, wrenching your hair in his hand while he picks up his pace, "No? Then shut up and let me fuck you."

[bbyg4rl]

could i request a one-shot where kook!reader gets cheated on by kelce so as revenge, she decides to fuck jj maybank, the kook's worst enemy and number 1 hater, at a party. jj gets such a big head about it, teases her a lot and makes her beg for it but then delivers, they fuck against kelce's car, maybe even get caught right after they finish

fuck around and find out

cw: jj x reader, no established relationship, cheating, smut, public sex, getting caught

summary: inspired by request, MDNI

< public sex, teasing, degradation, cheating, dry humping, kinda mean!jj, reader's lowk a girlboss (i love her) >

a/n: so sorry it took me so long to finish this lol i had to rewrite it like a bunch of times and im still not sure if i like it..

"What?" The question burst from his mouth, borderling a scream. In what world would the kook princesa ever want him?

"Fuck me" You stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, your face devoid of emotion—a stark contrast to his own bewildered one.

"W-why?" he shuddered. "Aren't you dating Kelce?"

"You see him?" You said pointing to your drunk boyfriend rubbing himself up on the second girl he saw at the party you were at.

"So, I'm what? revenge?" he drawled, a hint of smugness creeping into his voice as he regained his composure after the bomb you'd just dropped on him.

"What other reason would I have to fuck you Maybank?" You sneer at him, clearly annoyed at how much time it was taking the blonde to just get to business.

"Right." JJ states, snatching the red glass from your hand. He downs both your drinks in one go before throwing them over his shoulder. "Let's go then."

His hand connects with your wrist as he leads you outside the house, cutting through the partygoers. Even passing by your boyfriend. You couldn't help but feel a little sorry, whether it was for yourself or for him you weren't sure of. But a pit settled into your stomach seeing Kelce grind against some girl he'd met less than an hour ago.

You painfully tear your eyes away from your boyfriend and focus on the back of JJ's head as he leads you toward the fleet of cars parked in front of the house.

JJ stops in front of Kelce's car, his hand pulls you forward so that you're standing caged between your boyfriend's car and him.

"So many guys at the party and you only found me?" He asks you, He's clearly amused with the opportunity you're presenting him with.

"If you don't wanna do it ill just go find someone else." You spit back at him. You try to wiggle out of his hold but he's too strong, he pushes himself further into your space. A smirk plasters itself onto him as he looks down at you, "You're not going anywhere darling.", he hums into your hair.

His hand wraps itself around your throat as he pushes you down onto your knees.

"You want me to fuck you, you're gonna have to earn it princess"

He's trying to challenge you, you could tell. He's trying to push your buttons. See how far you're really willing to go for your revenge. Unfortunately for him, you've never been someone to walk away from a challenge. You loop your hands through his belt loops and pull him forward, your face now dangerously close to his growing erection. You can feel the heat radiating out of his pants as you palm him.

JJ chuckles from above as an idea makes it's way into his head. He places his hand on the back of your head and pushes you forward into his crotch, He grinds his clothed dick against your face, smearing your makeup against his shorts as he ruts against you.

"aw princess." he taunted with a tug at your hair, forcing you to moan into his shorts. "bet your little boyfriend don't use you like this."

And he was right. Kelce barely showed interest in you. You were nothing but a trophy to him. Something to show off to his friends and ignore behind closed doors.

You feel your panties getting slicker at how rough JJ was with you. How he didn't shy away from using your body for his pleasure with no regard to where you were. It was hot.

The thrill of knowing anyone could walk by and watch as your face got humped out in the open only turned you on more. You place your hands on JJ's thighs as you try to regain some control, the heat in between your own thighs becoming too intense to be left unattended.

You push yourself off of JJ and stare up at him, pleading eyes silently begging him to relieve the pressure building in you. He smiles down at you, admiring your ruined makeup and the way your sticky lip gloss smeared across your face and his shorts.

"you jus' need some good dick to fill you up, dont ya?"

He motions for you to stand up, wasting no time in pinning you against the car once more.

"You want it?" He purrs into your ear, his hands falling down to your waist, tracing small shapes against your exposed skin. You nod as an answer to his question, You wanted it. Revenge or not, the way JJ had you right now made you want to eat him up.

"How bad you want it?" He asks you as his eyes bore holes into your own. He's challenging you again. He's not a kook lover. If you want something from him- you're gonna have to earn it.

"Please-" you whimper. Your previous brattiness cracks under his intense gaze.

"I didnt catch you." JJ teases, amused at the way your eyes leave his to look down at the ground, He loves having this power over you, A kook, And someone else's girlfriend.

"JJ please-" you whine at him. Frustrated with his teasing. He doesnt need to be asked twice, he quickly turns you around, his hips grind into you from behind.

He pulls your shorts down harshly, pooling them at your ankles as he hooks his hands into your panties. A sharp rip brings your attention down to where his hands were placed. He's ripped your underwear. You try to protest but he quickly shuts you up with a kiss.

"This is mine now baby." He says, shoving the ripped fabric in his back pocket and undoes his own shorts.

He's almost in a frenzy as he aligns himself with you. His rings dig into the sides of your thigh as he tears your legs apart enough to slot himself in between. He slowly pushes his tip in, stretching your walls out painfully. He thrusts into you inch by inch, giving you time to adjust to his length.

"For someone whos using me for revenge, this pussy's squeezing me real tight princess." He groans into you from where his head is placed in the crook of your neck. You can't help but moan as his thrusts increase in speed.

"Take it like a good girl." He coos into your shoulder nipping at your skin. He leaves purple hickeys ranging from your neck to shoulder blade. He runs his tongue over his work in an attempt to soothe the feel of your skin on fire.

He detaches his hands from their place on your thighs to undo your top. Your breasts spill out, now bouncing up and down in time with his thrusts. He presses you harder against Kelce's car. Your hardened nipples rub frantically against the cold glass of the car as JJ fucks up into you.

His ringed fingers find purpose in between your folds as he rubs sloppy circles onto your clit, sending shockwaves through your body. You're quickly being pulled over the edge as he eggs you on with deep groans and sweet praises against your neck.

"Come on baby, I can feel how close you are. Give it to me"

He sucks and nibbles against your sensitive skin as you spasm around his dick, your orgasm hits you like a freight train. Your knees buckle and you slump against him. He holds you up as he chases his own climax, drilling himself into you as if he's in heat.

His fingers find your clit again as he nears his own release, "You can give me another yeah?" he urges you, sending you down the cliff again, you feel the coil in your stomach snap and gush around him. The feel of your walls clamping down on him flings him down his own cliff almost instantly. He lodges himself deeper into you as he paints your walls with his release.

He pulls your shorts back up, his hands lazily trace around the wet spot that his leaking cum makes in the seam of your shorts.

"go show that fucker this." he hums against you, palming you through your shorts.

He holds you and himself up against the car as you catch your breaths, suddenly you hear your name being called by a familiar voice- Kelce's. Your eyes snap open as you're pulled back from your high and into reality. His eyes examine you as you lean against his car, JJ's cum which was now leaking from the side of your shorts onto your thigh is all the incentive he needs to reach a conclusion.

Kelce is left paralysed as the reality of the situation dawns on him. His girlfriend, His priced possession, was just tainted by a pogue. He opens his mouth but he's instantly cut off by you.

"You fuck around, You find out" You say with a forced smile on your face. You turn to face JJ who'd been silently watching the interaction between you and your now clearly ex boyfriend. You give his cheek a few taps before walking back into the party feeling satisfied with yourself. Leaving the two boys to look at eachother stunned.

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[cherrycheolkat]

Hi kat!!!

Omg hmo ✋️

Big dick cheol + hate sex from bingo v.3 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

okie so i've heard you and your doppleganger lol so this is your version of this and they will get something else - ideally you both enjoy them

♡ kat

bingo square: bigdick!cheol + hate sex

pairing: choi seungcheol x f!reader

summary: seungcheol wants to know if y/n really hates him

genre: college au, collegestudent!cheol, collegestudent!reader

word count: 0.7k

rating: 18+, mdni

warnings: explicit language, smut, fingering, mentioned penetrative sex

he groaned as he pulled out, “fuck, you’re gaping for me, baby,” he breathed roughly, his fingers replacing his dick, stretching you, literally just playing with your pussy. 

you smacked his hand away, “such an idiot,” you shighed. 

he was already running his hands along your inner thighs, biting his lip roughly, “how do you have such a perfect cunt?” 

you rolled your eyes, “how did you end up with a decent cock?”

he laughed, “decent? is that all it is - just ‘decent’ when i’m making you scream for me?” he squeezed your thighs roughly - his touch felt too familiar. it was annoying how familiar he felt between your legs - how good he felt. 

you groaned and moved to sit up, but he was quicker, leaning down and pressing you back into the mattress, nipping roughly at your throat. your hands seemed to go to his hair without thought, tracing over his scalp, loving the things his lips were doing. 

“did i say we were finished?” he whispered, breath warm and sweet next to your ear. 

you whined softly, pulling his hair gently, “it’s like 3 am - you don’t want your roommates to know you’re in here fucking me, the queen bitch or whatever you call me now,” you whispered. 

“why not? i can tell them how i finally made you so dumb for my dick, you actually shut up for once,” he kissed your throat roughly, “it’s actually kind of a win for me,” he mumbled, licking gently over the places he had been rough with before, “my dick is so good, even you like it, miss-i-hate-seungcheol,” he nuzzled close, his lips teasing your collarbones.

your hands traced over his shoulders, loving how wide they were, how muscular. his body was one thing you had never complained about. and he was right - you did love his dick. 

you hummed softly, “maybe i don’t want them to know you’re fucking me, since it’s kind of embarassing,” you said, your fingernails pressing gently into his skin. 

he only nuzzled closer, “when are you going to stop being mean to me?”

his voice was so low and good and entirely too soft - you were still playing with his hair, smoothing the tangles you had made. you had been with him for hours. you had been fucking on and off since early that night - you had started in the living room and ended up in his bedroom like any time you came over. 

“when are you going to stop calling me a ‘bitch’?”

he pressed closer, “i don’t call you a ‘bitch’, anymore.”

you didn’t answer - maybe he didn’t call you a bitch anymore, but he had said plenty of shitty things about you freshman year. and a few good fucks didn’t exactly change your feelings about him. even if he was an especially good lay. 

you tried pushing him back again, “aren’t you dating someone?” you asked, voice sharp, meant to put some distance between you.

he didn’t budge - he only leaned up to look down at you - to trace his fingers gently along your cheek, and shake his head, “no, not since,” he stared at you and bit his lip, “not since it kept happening with you.”

even in the low light of his room, you could see the flush blooming across his cheeks. you wondered how long he had been toying with that thought - how long he had been thinking about telling you about that thought. 

your fingertips were still tracing against his skin - you knew you could shoot him down - tell him to ‘fuck off.’ you could really be mean to him if you wanted. but you were quiet.

which only served to make him brave, “stay the night?” he whispered, voice barely audible, “stay with me,” he was watching you, his pretty eyes taking you in, waiting for something.

you sighed, “cheol”— you started.

he immediately started to pull away - it was like you had slapped him. 

you were annoyed that he was actually going to get up - that he wasn’t even going to listen to you. you grabbed his arm roughly, “idiot,” you said sternly, “i was going to say ‘yes’.”

“oh,” he whispered. 

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[k-germsworld]

Special Encounter

Sowon x M! Reader x Eunha x Yuju

4.2k words

Gfriend just finished their schedule in Japan. After the schedule, their manager gave them an extra day to travel in Japan. That night, Sowon, Eunha and Yuju were dining at the hotel restaurant and discussing their usual schedules or their own problems; while Yerin, Sinb and Umji were on a shopping spree. They discussed it while having dinner. At this time, an enthusiastic foreigner recognized them as Gfriend and walked over to say hello. Since Yuju is the only one who speaks English better among the three of them, most of the conversations are between Yuju and the foreigner. Originally, the foreigner just wanted to have dinner in the hotel restaurant, but he didn't expect that the restaurant was full today. He wanted to leave the hotel and go to the restaurant outside to settle his dinner, but just when he was about to leave, he found Gfriend so he came over to say hello. Knowing this, Sowon asked Yuju to invite him to sit down for dinner. They introduced themselves briefly to each other. The foreigner's name is Nick.

Nick asked them many questions enthusiastically, and Yuju also helped to translate and answer his questions. Because of the chatter, he proposed to order a bottle of red wine, which of course was served by him. The members also agreed. They've been chatting for almost an hour, and they've ordered a second bottle of red wine. They were already getting a little drunk but Nick didn't feel it at all.  At this time, Eunha blushed and added some food. Three of them didn't speak much because they were a little drunk. "Oppa, do you want to have some fun with us?" At this time, Yuju said something unexpected with drunkenness. “How?” Nick was intrigued by Yuju's sudden words. “We want to get fucked by big cock." Sowon answered Nick in non-standard English. "We never tasted big cock before, do you want to fuck us all at once?" Eunha continued to say. Nick heard their answer, and nodded with a lewd smile. Sowon asks the waiter for the bill. Afterwards, they took Nick to their room. Once inside the room, Nick shows his sexual desire and kisses Eunha directly. He has seen all the performance videos of them. He especially likes Eunha Bloom's stage performance. That performance showed her sexy thighs and cuteness yet sexiness.. He also likes Sowon's stage at NYEL the most because Sowon's cleavage is perfectly displayed on that stage and Yuju is her pole dancing in Mago MV. He has lots of fantasies about Yuju's pole dancing and about fucking all three of them someday.

Eunha was startled by his sudden kiss, but his kiss gave her a sexual desire that Asian boys don't have. Sowon and Yuju couldn't help but start touching his cock. They were intimidated by the length of his cock while stroking it. They only hear that foreigners have very long dicks, but they don't know how big they actually are. But after they touched it today, they realized that foreigners indeed have big dicks. He saw Sowon and Yuju keep touching his cock, so he took off his pants and he took out his non-erect cock.  Eunha continued to be tongue-kissed by him. Her mouth was already full of Nick's saliva and a little saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. Sowon and Yuju touched Nick's still-erect cock in amazement. The two of them spat on his cock and distributed their saliva evenly over every part of his cock. His cock was getting bigger and bigger because of their stroking until it was fully erect. They are surprised together. Nick says his dick can be as long as 25cm. At this time, he pressed Eunha down. Now the members are all kneeling in front of Nick's cock. Sowon took his cock in her hand and fondled it, while Yuju had already started putting the cock in her mouth. Yuju slowly put the first half of his cock into her mouth. It's only the first half, but the cock is already up her throat. Eunha, who was watching from the side, could only lick his testicles with her tongue. Three Gfriend members are lasciviously sucking their foreign fan. Nick put his hands behind his back, silently enjoying their blowjob. For an open foreign country, 3P is a very common thing but now he gets his cock blown by three girls at the same time, which makes him so excited .

Yuju spat out the cock in exchange for Eunha putting it in her mouth. Because of Eunha's unskilled movements, he wanted to tease her. Nick grabbed her hair and thrust his whole cock into her mouth. He stuck his long and thick cock in her mouth, his cock was completely deep in her mouth and even up to her throat. He couldn't let go of her mouth in excitement, until she patted his leg. He was willing to take his dick out after she patted his leg. She was able to breathe now.  Sowon watched he fuck Eunha's mouth and excitedly expect him to fuck her too.  Sure enough, he stuffed his cock into Sowon’s mouth this time. He thrust her mouth so hard that made her drool so much from being thrust. However, she didn't feel any suffering and his cock like it disappeared in her mouth. After a while he took his cock out, his cock had her drool on it. Sowon continued to lick his cock head while Eunha and Yuju each licked the side of his cock. In addition, the two of them stroked his testicles with their hands. He felt three warm, horny mouths at the same time for the first time.

"Ding dong..." The doorbell of the room suddenly rang.  Eunha saw that the three of them were busy, so she went naked to answer the door. "Room service..." said the waiter when he saw the door open. She saw the waiter's nameplate with "Bill" and knew he was a foreigner and pulled the waiter into the room. Bill saw her standing naked in front of him, and also saw Sowon being fucked and Yuju being licked on the bed after he entered the room. When he came to his senses, Eunha had already taken off his pants and his cock was being held by her. She licked the head of his cock and slowly put his cock into her mouth. After a while, Eunha was already being thrust into her mouth by Bill's cock although he was still dazed just now. After grasping the situation, he was already thrusting her.  He took his cock out and slathered his cock with Eunha's drool as lubricant.  He saw that her pussy was soaking wet and put his cock in it. He slowly thrust into her, but since his cock was also big, Eunha moaned as soon as he went in. At the same time, Yuju was also licked to orgasm.  Nick decides to put her aside and concentrate on fucking Sowon. His cock was already halfway in Sowon's pussy, but he kept pushing it in even deeper.

Sowon stops her action and strips her clothes off, revealing her hot body and her huge tits.  Eunha and Yuju followed her steps and took off their clothes too.  Although everyone has their clothes off, Eunha's and Yuju's figures look a bit underwhelming compared to Sowon's, but he doesn't mind. "Woah! What a nice bodies!!" He was amazed by their hot figures.He then pushed Eunha and Yuju down on the bed and fingered their pussy. Sowon was standing between them and Nick was licking Sowon's tits. Three of them moaned louder the harder Nick moved. Sowon buried his head into her chest, motioning for him to continue licking. While Eunha and Yuju's panties were teasingly drenched by his fingers. At this moment, Eunha stood up and pushed Sowon away. She spread her legs open for him and asked him to lick her pussy. He took off her wet panties, and kept stroking the periphery of Eunha's pussy with his fingers. "Faster come in please" Eunha already can’t wait. After he heard it, he inserted his fingers in and used his mouth to lick her cunt.  His powerful blowjob makes her cum in no time. The bed sheets in the hotel are full of her horny juices.  Her body was shaking constantly, and she praised his skill. He gives her a break and turns his target to the other two. At this time, Sowon and Yuju had already taken off all their clothes, waiting for him to enjoy them.  He pushed them down. He fingered Yuju's pussy, and Sowon was licked by Nick's mouth. Yuju couldn't help but climb onto Sowon's body. Once she gets on top of Sowon, she kisses her. Both of them have a passionate kiss. Watching two beauties kissing made him very horny.  He looked at Yuju's perfect ass and couldn't help but spank her hard. The spanking made the two beauties stop the kissing. "Yes..... spank me harder and fuck me first." Yuju was so desperate to get fuck right now. "Shut up bitch..... Don't you ever command me!" He then attacked her ass. He kept licking her asshole.  "Oh ..... fuck .... you are so good in licking my ass ." Sowon couldn't bear to watch Yuju get her ass licked, so she took Nick's cock with her hand and put it in her pussy. His cock felt her soaking wet pussy and began to pump her slowly.  He was now licking Yuju's asshole while fucking Sowon and Eunha slowly recovered from her orgasm.

Nick was fucking Sowon fast. He watching her delighted in being fucked hard by the huge cock.  "Sowon , you are so tight ....... Fuck!" He picked her up and lay on the bed with her straddling on him.  She searched for his cock with her hands and adjusted her position so that his whole cock went straight into her pussy.  "Fuck, your cock fill me up so full !" Sowon swayed her body and put her hands on his chest.  He put his hand on her ass and controlled her to move up and down. When he gets excited, he slaps her ass, and her ass shows a palm print visible to the naked eye. He started to pump Sowon rapidly. "Oppa, I am gonna cum !" She was getting closer and closer to climax. "Me too. So where you want me to cum, you little slut ....." He also wanted to cum soon. "Just cum inside my horny pussy please ." She answered without shame. “As you wish.” He said with a smirk.  With that, he shot his first load into her pussy. “I can feel your hot semen is filling my pussy so well !” Her pussy is now full of his semen. Sowon was too tired so she laid on top of him to rest but he felt like he has not fucked them enough so he laid her on the bed while he leaned towards Yuju. At the same time, Eunha's hands were pinned to the ground while Bill fucked her in doggy style. Her cute moans made him want to fuck her harder. He started fucking her fast. Her groans grew louder with his strength.  He lifted her up and straddled her on him, and her view was on Sowon being fucked.  Eunha was bouncing up and down on his cock while watching Sowon being fucked. Soon, he cums because he hasn't had sex for a long time.  He cums in her pussy. She also got off him happily and fell asleep on the ground.

“Hey, slut. Are you resting enough? Suck my cock." Nick has no mercy on Yuju. She gets ordered by him and starts licking his cock. She sucked the cock that he had just fucked Sowon and sucked all the remaining semen. She was working his cock with her mouth and hands, her hand on the back of his cock while she licked the head of his cock with her tongue.  Instead of feeling tired from his cock just now, it was made bigger by her. She pushed his cock all the way down her throat, making his moan a little off guard. "Fuck..... Yuju, you are so good." Her drool completely covered every part of Nick's cock as she stroked it repeatedly. Seeing her working so hard, he decided to reward her. He touched her tits and teased.  Her tits are provocatively hard and wet. After that, he lay on the bed and let her on top of him. They are in 69 positions now. His tongue quickly stuck into her pussy while Yuju continued sucking his dick. His skill made her moan. They continue suck each other. After a while, she was bored of sucking his dick so she got down from him. "Oppa. fuck my ass please... " She knelt on the bed and raised her ass high. After seeing her sudden action, he didn't hesitate at all. He just patted her ass and started rubbing his cock head around her asshole. Nick spanked her ass hard and started pushing his cock up her asshole. "AHhhhhhhhhhh...... Why is your cock is so big? It feels so great inside my ass." He fucked her ass slowly. He grabbed her tits with his hands. She moaned excitedly as she got her ass fucked by a foreign cock for the first time. He also pumped faster because of her moans. She was so fucked that she couldn't hold herself up and fell onto the bed with her ass high in mid-air being fucked hard by him. "Fuck me harder oppa ahh......." He heard and fucked her even faster.  Before long, he cums in her asshole. Thick semen came out of her asshole and he took the semen from her asshole and sent it into her mouth with his hands. "It tastes so good," She tasted his semen. He smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, Bill and Nick exchanged glances and understood what the other was thinking from the eyes.  So, Bill walked in Yuju's direction, and Nick walked in Eunha's direction.  Yuju took a break, but was suddenly fucked by Bill's cock in her pussy.  Nick thrust his cock into Eunha's pussy and he grabbed her thigh and lifted her into the air. Bill pushed his cock all the way into Yuju's drenched pussy, and it was so wet that Bill pushed it all the way to the deepest. And because Eunha was held in the air, Nick's cock was completely pushed into her pussy, and she was fucked hard. "Fuck... your cock so good in me..." The girls said in unison. The mans keep fucking the girls. The girls have been fucked out of their minds. The girls were fucked so hard that they couldn't say anything and could only moan. It didn't take long for them to feel like they were going to cum because their pussy is so tight. Nick puts Eunha on the ground and fucks her in a missionary position.  After a few thrust in her tight pussy, he felt like he was going to cum so he took his cock out of her pussy and shot his semen in her mouth. Eunha opened her mouth wide to allow all of his cum to go into her mouth. Because there was so much cum, some of it went on her face, but she didn’t care. She swallowed his thick load and kissed his cock head as a thanks. His dick gets an instant boner after her kiss on his dick. The other side, Bill thrust Yuju quickly, grabbing her soft tits. He also followed his rhythm and kept pumping her pussy. Because of the continuous penetration of his big cock, she was very excited and kept moaning for him to continue fuck her until he came inside her. Her moans turned him on even more so he increased his speed. When he felt he was about to cum, he thrust deep into her and shot all his load into her. "Hey, slut. Clean my mess with your mouth." He pulled out his dick and pointed it at her face. Yuju doesn’t mind being humiliated and takes great pleasure in cleaning his cock with her mouth. "Fuck, your mouth is born to be licking my dick!"  He groaned because of her sloppy blowjob. When she felt that she had licked his cock clean, she spit it out. Then she let him see how much cum was in her mouth. Afterwards, she swallowed the cum and collapsed on the bed. 

The girls were twitching so hard as if their orgasm never stopped. Nick and Bill watched them gasping for breath. They still wanted to keep fucking because their dicks were still hard from the girls’ blowjobs. However, they seeing the girls are tired enough to sleep they didn't want to fuck them anymore.  At this time, the man noticed Sowon still lying on the bed. Because she was laying down, her tits looked very firm. Bill, who saw this, walked quickly to her and tasted her tits. His drool filled her tits.  He licked her nipples with his tongue too, making it hard and wet.  His hand was on her other tits and nipple. Then, Nick also comes over to her. He licked her pussy and kept teasing her clitoris with his hands. Her sensitive clit being licked making her pussy drenching. “Stop teasing me, I want both of your cock inside my holes right now.” The teasing from both of them made her moan involuntarily.

Hearing her request, Bill stopped playing with her tits and he straddled on her neck. Then, he put his cock in her mouth. "Your mouth is so deep, you can take my dick all the way in." He kept pushing his cock deep inside until it hit her throat. She choked up as she took all his length inside her mouth because she was laying. Then, Nick pushed his cock all the way into her pussy again. “Sowon, you are such a slut. Your pussy is still tight like just now.“ Her pussy was still as tight as before, making him moan. They  ignored her sensations and pumped her every hole. Nick held her long legs in mid-air. He smelled her feet. The smell of her feet was like an aphrodisiac to him. He even licked her toes. Her legs were covered by her saliva. He enjoyed her legs so much and pushed his cock inward until it reached the deepest of her pussy. 

Sowon was so enjoyed being fucked by two cocks at once. She wanted to let out a moan but couldn't make any sound because her mouth was still stuffing Bill's cock. "Sowon, you're such a slut. You feel so happy while two big cocks are using your holes.” Bill lets loose his wild side and continues to humiliate her while fucking her mouth. She couldn't say anything but nodded with a slight smile. “Do you like having both of your holes filled with two big cocks?"He pulled out his cock from her mouth and asked her. “Yes, please. Just destroy me with both of your cocks.” Sowon is already craving cock to the point of losing her mind. “How do you want to get filled by our cocks?” Bill asked with a smirk on his face and he lay on the bed. “Say no more.” Nick, the one who keep fucking her tight pussy know what Bill want to do so he put her on top of Bill. He quickly stuffed his cock into her drenched pussy while her ass is facing Nick. Then, Nick lubed his dick with his saliva and pushed his dick inside her ass. "Damn it, this is too much. I can't take it anymore." She moaned when the cock was put into her ass hole. The men pumped in and out of Sowon's hole in sync. Due to the continuous thrusting, her tits kept shaking, causing Bill, who was lying underneath, to involuntarily play with her tits. “You are better than your members. You are indeed a well-trained bitch who get fucked many times.”  Nick kept spanking her butt until it was covered with red marks and insulting her.“Yes, I am a well-trained bitch who craves for many dicks inside all my holes at once. Just fuck me harder as you like.” Sowon had already lost her mind and had many dirty talks. The room was filled with the sound of their body collision. 

Bill pulled her closer to him and had a passionate kiss with her. They are also sucking each other's tongues. The kissing sound made by them was so horny that Nick can only envy. Then, Nick pulls her up and her back is leaned against his body and he finally can have a passionate kiss with Sowon. They kissed so hard that their saliva was flowing out. The men took turns pulling her closer to them and kissing her, but they didn't stop pumping her continuously. “I am gonna cum.” The man says in unison. With that, they didn't even give her a chance to try and stop them before they cummed into the holes they were fucking. “Ah…. It’s so great, both of my holes can fill with so much semen!” She felt the warm cum fill in her hole at the same time. Her holes are flowing out with many semen after they pull out their dick. They look very satisfied after seeing Sowon was filled by their cum. She is laying down on the bed after the intense sex. “Wake up, bitch. You are still not yet done with us.” Nick pulled her up from the bed. "You still have one job, which is to help us clean our dicks." Bill said that while his hand was still stroking his dick. Sowon was already numb because of the intense sex she had just now but her action was different. She was already on her fours on the bed and each of her hands grabbing each dick and stroking on it. “Use your mouth to clean it, not your hands.” Nick instructed her. She started servicing their cocks with her mouth. While she had one cock in her mouth, she would stroke the other with her hands. Sometimes she would take both cocks in her mouth at the same time and lick their glans with her tongue. "Fuck... How can your mouth be so good in this?" They moaned. 

Nick can’t stand it anymore, so when she takes his dick in her mouth, he simply grabs her head and starts facefucking her. Bill can only watch as Nick fucks her face. Soon, when Sowon takes a breather from Nick's cock, Bill knows it's his turn. He quickly pulled her over and pushed his cock into her mouth as she gasped for air. He moved his waist so that his cock could penetrate her mouth. “So warm and fucking good!” He moaned. When she catches her breath again, it's Nick's turn to shove his cock into her mouth. They both take turns pounding her pretty face. After a while of fucking, Nick wanted to cum. So he grabbed Sowon's head and fucked her mouth quickly. When he felt like he was about to cum, he pulled out his dick. “Your pretty face deserved to be cum on it.” He shot all his cum on her face and she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of it on her face. “You still cum so much on my face. I fucking love it.” Sowon loved the feeling when the warm cum was cumming on her face. She helps him to clean his dick again. When she is finished with Nick, now Bill could have her mouth all to himself. He grabbed her head roughly and pumped rapidly into her mouth. Because of the rapid thrusting, her hole was dripping with semen, and the semen on her face was slowly dripping onto the bed. She couldn't make any sound, only the "gag" sound. It didn't take long for him to release all his cum into her mouth because of his rapid thrusting. “Oh Fuck, I just wanted you to clean my cock, but your mouth made me cum so fast. You're indeed a natural cum bucket. Just swallow my fucking cum." Sowon followed his instructions and swallowed all the semen he cum into her mouth. She also used her mouth to clean the semen left on his cock again. After doing these things, she collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. 

Seeing the three of them collapse on the bed and fall asleep exhausted, the men had no choice but to put their clothes back on and leave the room. "These Asian girls were too good to fuck .Their tightness , their wetness and their skill is better than my country girls." Nick said excitedly. “These three are truly the best women I have ever fucked. Especially the sexy woman we fuck together just now, she is so hot and skillful in the bed.” Bill agrees with Nick and quickly returns to his post. Sowon, Eunha and Yuju fell asleep tired and happy from being fucked so hard. Their bodies smelled of sweat and the sperm of the two foreigners. Waking up another day, they find themselves naked in bed and asleep.  They felt their bodies were very sore. Thinking back to yesterday, they remembered that they drank a lot of alcohol yesterday and had intense sex with the foreigner. However, they don't regret it because they loved it so much. After this incident, Sowon, Eunha and Yuju are all in love with foreign big dicks and they didn't tell the other three members.

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can you do a cheating creampie fanfiction with twice chaeyoung

Cheating in the Club

Twice Chaeyoung x Male Reader (Smut)

smut tags: pussy eating, creampie, frequent references to cheating.

Word Count:1533, not proofread

The night raged on as the pumping of EDM music pounded against your skull, a cup of liquor sat in your hand. You had very little intention of drinking all that much, coming here to try to get lucky. It's been a while since you last got laid so might as well shoot your shot.

You sat at a booth, dark black leather to help masquerade the inevitable stains of various liquids. The people on the rainbow dance floor mingled into a homogeneous ball, bodies grinding up against each other as they tried to dance together. Essentially just groping each other and rocking heads together.

A strange girl busted into the bar, a space case covered iPhone in her hand as she walked around. She was inaudible from here, an obvious look of frustration on her face as she yelled something at the device.

Her shouting continued as she came closer to you, eyes able to get a good view of her. Slick black hair done up in a ponytail with a thick face of make-up all dolled up, her dress exposed her collarbone, a silver chain laying on her smooth creamy skin painted a blue from the LEDs.

"Gooooood you are such a fucking buzz kill! Every time I invite you out you reject or you fucking flake! I'm going to enjoy myself then don't worry about it!" The woman yelled, putting her phone aggressively into her purse. She looked around, eyeing up for a person to harass.

Seems like that person was you, sliding into the seat across. She looked you up and down. "Wanna buy me a drink handsome?" She smiled, turning the seduction up to 11. Voice sweet as honey and felt equally as trapping.

The mudic shifted onto something much more intense, resonating in your bones. The woman in front of you awaited a response, "Sure." perhaps she was the one you were looking for. She beamed, waiting there while you went to buy her something.

You returned, her eyes locked onto the beverage as it slid over to you. "Whiskey ay? Not a horrible choice." She teased, taking a sip of her liquid fire. "Sounds like you had an amazing time on the phone over there." You remarked.

"Yeah it's my boyfriend I keep inviting him to places but he's always 'too busy' like what the fuck I'm your girlfriend I should have priority!" She ranted, not taking a single breath as she continued. "I offered him to come out and he said he was playing Hades?! What the fuck is Hades?!" She was irate, slamming half her drink in frustration. This girl was certainly interesting, it was only now she was inches away that you could see the finer details of her beauty.

Her face was divine, carved out in Aphrodite's image. Her nails were painted a sinfully tempting red and black, all dolled up for her boyfriend. "He sounds like a dick, but tell me more about you. You are the beauty in front of me right now." You asked, her cheeks blushed at your complement. "I'm Chaeyoung, what about you hot shot?"

"Y/N." You replied.

-

The time slipped through your fingers as you two talked, most of it was dragging her boyfriend for everything he has done. He honestly seemed okay, just a bit lazy.

Chaeyoung had a devilish look in her eyes, "I got all shaved and ready for him! Someone is going to enjoy it! What say you? Want to come back to mine?" A twinge of shame came over you, only for a second though as you immediately nodded. "Good. Let's get moving!"

-

The apartment heated up as you two entered through Chaeyoung's door. Hands around each other's head as your lips crashed. Tongues fighting in an intense dual for dominance with no clear winner, your leg found its way in between Chaeyoung's legs as it pressed against her crotch.

You two pulled an inch away, catching your breath as your lips laid on each other. Breathing her alcoholic breath as you went lightheaded. "Such a better kisser than him." She rasped, hand squeezing your hair as you two went back in. Your tongue fucked her mouth, entering and leaving her cavern as it dragged against her lips.

Your leg moved as your bodies rolled into each other, clothed cock pressing into her body as you dragged your tongue across her lips, the gentle taste of strawberry doing it's best to fight the whiskey. "T-take me to my bedroom, 2nd door on the left." She whimpered, you stopped your assault on her mouth in order to see. Hands locked together as you dragged her along.

Her bedroom was neat and ordered, well maintained as the white desk laid empty. The wall was covered in various kpop acts, but that was not what you were interested in. Throwing Chaeyoung against the plush bed as she gasped. "Ugh, do what my boyfriend won't! Eat me out please!" She begged, legs lifted up.

You were more than happy to oblige, hands finding the strings of her boots. Pulling them off one at a time as her thick legs came free, your lips kissed just above her feet. You were going to make her beg for you, the dress was an impossible task to remove. The fabric fighting against you as she laughed, "Give me a second." Chaeyoung showed her expertise, it fell to her whims and laid on the floor. Body hitting her bed once more as she laid in her skimpy undergarments.

You got comfortable between her legs, pulling her panties to her ankles as you laid inches from her pussy. "What do you want Chaeyoung? Use your words now." You teased, hands rubbing up her soft thighs. "I.. Want you to eat me till I cum!" She purred, legs locking firmly onto your shoulders. "Say please, don't forget your manners." You growled, your mouth brushing against her flesh. "Please! Please please please." She begged.

Your tongue lapped at her fleshy pink cunt, basking in her taste as your tongue flicked her crotch, "God that feels so good! Your tongue is so good." She shuddered with unadulterated ecstasy. You were getting drunk on her scent, mind hazy as you played with her inner parts. "You taste so good Chaeyoung, your boyfriend doesn't deserve this pussy." You murmured against her body.

"Yeah! It's yours, all yours." She cried out, enjoying your tongue in her slippery folds. Hands grasping your hair as they pushed you further in, grinding your lips against hers. You found her clit, softly rubbing it while you sucked on her pussy. "Fuck! Jesus christ!" She responded to your actions. "Fuck fuck!" Her moans grew sharper, "I'm cumming god fuck!" She released on your tongue, screaming as Chaeyoung's body flushed a scorching red.

Her hand let you go, your wet face backing out of her legs. Chaeyoung's face was completely red, forehead saturated in sweat. "Fuck.. I've never came like that." She choked out, "Want me to return the favor?" She asked, her lips seemed inviting but you needed to fuck her now.

"No, I need to be in this cunt now." You growled, aiming you against her. Tip pressing into her hole as you sunk in slowly, pushing into her body. "Oh! You feel so big, way bigger than him!" She complemented you, inch by inch fell into her coaxing hole. Bottoming out as your crotches touched each other, firmly buried in Chaeyoung's cunt.

"I'm going to fuck this cunt! Make you forget that stupid boyfriend!" You yelled possessively, starting a consistent rhythm as hips slammed into her, "Fuck.. Fuck me hard!" She begged, each thrust becoming a harsh slap. Your hands kneaded Chaeyoung's pillowly asscheeks, squeezing the flesh as you thrusted. "Such a perfect body.." You let out involuntarily, Chaeyoung's eyes were screwed shut in pleasure.

"Yes! Fuck me!" Chaeyoung let out, unable to stay quiet as you kept pounding her sinful body, both of you were transfixed in each other's presence. Full of lust as you two leaked expletives with every in and out. "I'm gonna cum! Cum harder than he could make me!" Her words spurred you on, the rhythm once maintained completely fell apart. Irregular slams as you got closer to the pinnacle of her pleasure. "Fuck!" She screamed, tightening around you as she came undone.

You kept going while she rode out her high, "Chaeyoung.. I'm going to cum!" You yelped, thrusts even more desperate as you rode your own high. "Cum! Deep inside my body, claim it!" She demanded, you filled her walls with your desperate cum. Buried in tight as it shoots deep inside, shared guttural moans ripped through your mouths as Chaeyoung accepted your load.

You two laid entangled, cock rubbing against her inner thigh as your cum leaked into the blanket. "Go get my phone." She asked, you quickly left and returned, her legs laid spread out as her fingers showed her leaking cunt. "Take a picture, do the honours, he can see what he missed." A bright flash shot through the room as you took a picture.

Chaeyoung smirked as the phone hit the bed. "Come, let's go another round."

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baby take my hand - nishimura riki

genre: smut, fluff

pairing: nishimura riki x fem reader

warnings: loss of virginity, unprotected sex, fingering, pain, etc.

summary: your relationship with riki has always been amazing, but youre finally ready to take it to the next level.

song: connected (bang chan) - stray kids

(proofread)

"riki stop!" you giggle as your boyfriend tickles your stomach. a movie played loudly in the background, drowning out both of your laughter. your arms and legs flailed around riki as he continued to tackle you into the couch, his hands running around your abdomen

"i cant!" his bright smile shows itself in the dim light of his living room, making your heart flutter. "youre just too adorable!" he chuckles and finally takes his fingers off of you. you admittedly miss his touch, but thankfully he lies next to you, pulling you in his arms to close the gap between his chest and your back.

"you smell good," he says, his lips against your neck muffling his voice. "i could smell you forever"

you blush and lace your fingers through his, your intertwined hands pressed against your stomach, holding your bodies close together

riki loved being close to you. cuddling, holding hands, and soft kisses were frequent when the two of you spent time together. you were practically inseperable at this point.

you loved riki so much, it felt like a physical pain in your chest to be away from him for too long. he was the most precious piece of your heart now. nothing in the world could change that

so now you began to think. about sex. a lot.

you havent had that... discussion... with him yet, its always been a little too embarrassing and nerve wracking to bring up.

but you couldnt deny the steady feeling of emptiness between your legs, especially at times when he held you this close. you were getting more and more ready to jump that next hurdle, with his hand holding yours along the way.

"ki?" you ask, rubbing circles over his knuckles with your thumbs

"hmm?" he hums against your neck

"can we talk?"

"whats up babe?" he sits up and pulls you so you are facing eachother, cross legged and still on the couch.

you squint your eyes and clench your fists, very nervous. "i want to have sex with you."

he stares at you in shock. his eyebrows furrow adorably, and his lips slowly form a smirk.

"you want to.... let me finally fuck you? for real?"

"yes i-"

before you can finish he pounces on you, pinning you under him. "ive been waiting for you, babe" he whispers sultrily in your ear. " you dont know how long ive wanted this"

your face flushes under his intense gaze. "if id known i would have said so sooner, im so-"

"ah! dont be sorry. not even for a second. i want you to be ready when you are ready, not when you want to appease me because my dick is hard."

if its even possible, your face reddens further. he lets out a sexy laugh at your embarrassment. "what, do you think thats weird?"

"no, its just different... i dont know what to do or how to do it well, and im nervous, ki"

"dont be nervous, babe. you know its both of our first times. you dont need to be embarrassed with me. especially not with me"

"thanks, baby"

you wring your hands and look around the room. nothing seems right. its too bright, too cramped, too quiet, even with the movie in the background. the silence between you and riki is deafening.

"so did you just say that in general or do you want to do it now?" he teases, a wide grin forming on his insanely kissable lips.

you slap his arm. "yeah i mean now, i just dont really know what to do." you cast your gaze downward, looking at the hem of your shorts that was being rumpled in your fingers.

"then lets find out together." riki grabs your hands in his and pulls you off the couch, guiding you down the hallway of his small apartment.

when you reach his room, he puts you on the bed, shutting the door and turning off the lights. the faint glow of dusk seeps through his windows and spills into the bedroom, lighting the room in a romantic haze that has your senses on high alert. every slight motion has you on edge, anticipation rising as riki steps closer and closer to you.

"what do you want to do?" he asks, eyes softly gazing into yours, looking for any response

"i... god this is so embarrassing!" you bury your face in your hands, and riki chuckles in amusement.

"babe, look at me. please." he pulls your hands down by your wrists, bringing your gaze to him. "this isnt about being perfect. or looking perfect. its going to be sloppy, its going to be hard. but i know that we can both take it, and that we will love each other no matter what. right?"

you nod your head slowly, tears threatening to fall onto your cheeks.

"words, please" riki begs from his kneeling position below you

"right"

he smiles "okay. so where do you want to start?"

"i... i guess we should maybe take off our clothes?"

"probably a good idea"

you both start removing your clothing. your hands tremble under your fingers as you pull your shirt over your head.

and although you cant see it, riki's are too. he nervously pulls his pants down, hands shaking like he had roo much coffee.

you and riki take eachother in. your whole body heats up as his gaze trails over your bare skin. it felt so irregular. nobody has ever viewed your body this way. you stare at riki's gorgeous abs, slowly making your way to his cock.

it was half hard, not fully aroused, yet still bigger than what you thought it would be. you worry how youre supposed to fit him in you. but damn, it was just to beautiful. the tip was a pinkish color, and you could just make out a vein traveling down his shaft, dissapearing into his pelvis.

"holy shit, youre beautiful." riki says, jaw dropped as he rakes his eyes over your insecurities. you dont mind your body, but hell, you couldnt ignore the curve of your stomach, or thickness of your thighs. you use your hands to cover your stomach, but riki mives them away.

"dont you dare try and cover yourself. you are absolutely gorgeous. do you hear me?" his voice is practically a growl as he tuggs your wrists

"oky, ki." you say, smiling up at him.

he takes your lips in a soft kiss, pulling your face to his by cupping his hands on your cheeks.

"i love you so much" you say, pulling back to look at him

"i love you more" he whispers into the darkness. "what do you want next?"

"no, its your turn to choose what we do," you try to be teasing, but only feel nervousness

"well lets get on the bed. go put your head on the pillows." he points to the empty bed behind you.

when you are settled, riki climbs over you and places soft kisses on your face, caressing your hot skin with his lips as his sturdy arms hold himself up above you. you let him kiss his way down to your neck, slowly sucking on the skin near your collarbone as you wrapped your arms around his back.

he pulls away and kneels at your waist, looking at you for any sign of regret.

"are you ready?" he searches your eyes for uncertainty, but you nod in approval

"words"

"yes," you breathe

he pulls himself in between your legs and spreads them wide, getting a perfectly unobscured view of your glistening pussy

"already wet for me babe?" his eyes dialate from pure enjoyment. "and i havent even touched you yet"

"please," you scoff, "you know what youve done"

"mmm" he moans as he slowly aligns his tip with your entrance "are you ready?"

you gab his wrist and grip his hand tightly. "lets do it ki." you grit your teeth an he slowly pushes his tip onto your opening, only for it to slide up, refusing to enter.

you moan from the friction of his dick rubbing your cunt. he chuckles and pushes back do your entrance, even slower in entry this time.

but again, he slides right out.

every time he tries to breach your walls, they tighten and refuse to let him in. by the eleventh time, riki groans in pain. his cock now fully hard and throbbing in need, and his tip is coated in a smeared mixture of your combined pre-cum

you lay back, squeezing his hand as if its your life force as tears begin to fall down your cheeks. "i... i cant do it, ki" you sob. "its too big, i cant do it.... i cant do it..."

your tears paint trails on your face while riki squeezes your hand even harder. "you can, baby. i know you can. do you want me to try and stretch you out?"

you nod and choke back another sob, pulling yourself together.

this time, riki doesnt ask for words. he sees how distressed you are, and places a kiss on your hand, still held in his.

his free hand works its way between your thighs, finding your entrance. he smoothly slides one finger in, rubbing it along your gummy walls as he stretches your hole further. he slides a second finger in. then a third. and a fourth

your cunt burns from the pressure as his fingers glide inside you, not with the intent to pleasure, no. that was for his dick tonight.

riki removes his fingers, bringing them to his mouth as he moves his cock back to where he was before.

you stare at him, completely in shock, as he slurps your juices off of his own digits, a slutty smile curving the corners of his lips as he sucked on the sweet liquid

when he pulls his hand out of his mouth and back to its guiding position at his dick, you ready yourself, holding his hand tightly.

he spreads your legs as wide as they can go and finally shoves his tip into your pussy.

you gasp at the stretch. it was definetly more than his fingers, but fuck, it felt like heaven once the stinging subsided

riki moaned in joy as your core squeezed him nicely. "oh fuck, babe, thats fucking tight"

he slowly pushes deeper and deeper into you until he cant go any further. only 2/3 of his length fit inside of you, but it fit in you perfectly.

"baby, you are fucking wonderful. im so proud of you" he says, giving your hand a faint squeeze "do you want to see if we can fit the rest of me in?"

your eyes look wild at his words, darting from his face to what you can see of his abdomen.

"you... you meant thats not it?" you ask, ready to cry again. "i dont think i can"

"thats okay baby, youre doing wonderful" riki takes your other hand and squeezes both "this feels fucking perfect"

"im sorry, ki" you say, the tears that were being held back slowly falling down your cheeks now "im sorry i cant take all of you. i want to take all of you, i do, but its so much"

he looks down at you with soft eyes. "how about we try something else?"

you nod again, and riki slowly pulls out of you and picks you up. he flips over so you are straddling his waist, and he is where you were

"now try," he says, helping you position yourself on him.

you slide his dick into you, sinking down on it inch by inch until you finally have all of it inside.

you and riki grin in satisfaction as you settle down onto his pelvis, but that doesnt last long. he smoothly flips you back to where you were before, only now he is buried fully inside your aching core

"do you want me to move?" he asks, gripping your hand again

"fuck yes. please go"

riki starts pulling out, then thrusting back in. his motions start out lazy and slow, wanting you to feel pleasure instead of pain.

"faster, ki. i can take it"

he immediately quickens his pace, his hips slapping hard against your ass. his hand grips your thigh, leaving marks on the skin as he held you open

his other hand still held yours. you squeezed it as you felt his dick pounding deeper and deeper inside of you, making you see white

"shit, baby... im- im gonna cum" riki groans, his head hands limply off his shoulders, the tips of his hair slightly ticking your stomach

"then- ah- do it ki, cum in m- me"

your body shudders as you feel your orgasm building up, the band threatening to break while riki thrusted hastily into you

he holds your thigh tighter as orgasm takes over, thick jets of cum spilling into your cunt, filling up what little space you had left

your body snaps from the feeling of being so full, twitching and clenching with riki as you both rode the high, hand in hand.

riki slumps next to you, pulling his dick out. it left you with an emty feeling, but he pulled you closer to his chest to make up for it.

that didnt last long though. he immediately shot up and walked into the bathroom, only giving you a "stay there" to go on

he walked back out, his boxers back on, with a towel in his hand. he pressed the cool cloth to your forehead, slowly working it over your body until it cleaned everything, even the dripping mess between your legs

he tosses the fabric away and lays back down, pulling your back to his chest and wrapping his arms around you again. you take his hands, whispering into the darkness of his bedroom

"ill hold you forever" you say

"and i will hold you longer"

a.n.- dear god im crying. this was so sweet to write. riki is def the type of bf who isnt afraid to tease but fs knows what he needs to do to make you feel good. but now my heart is hurting bc man, i need this boy in my life like right now. okay time to put me back in my cage before i say smth more out of pocket

please reblog if you liked it, and comment with ideas bc i need more XD

[klemen-tine]

One of Us (Vampire AU!)

Batfam x Platonic!Male Reader.

Mainly Dick, Jason, and Bruce, but Part 2 will have more interaction.

I have no excuses, and I apologize.

Someone, very long ago, requested a Vampire AU! and I said "Hey! I'm actually working on that now!" A year later and it is up.

TW: Noncon body modification. You get turned into a vampire essentially when you wanted to be human.

Enjoy~

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His body felt as though it was on fire, his throat dry and teeth aching. He hunched over himself, panting and trying to contain himself as he felt his body was going through hell. His breath coming pants and if he could sweat, he knows he would be. It feels like a fever, but he knows it is not. 

“Y/N.” He could barely hear the voice calling for him, but he can’t pinpoint on who it is. A hand carding through his oily hair and there it was. The sweet scent that made his throat burn and his teeth ache impossibly more. A pitiful whine left his throat and hands gently scratched his scalp, like someone petting a cat, “Shh, its okay.” The rim touched his lips and Y/N was gulping it down, ignoring how some of it spilled from the side or how a hot tongue licked it away. 

They nuzzled into the side of Y/N’s head, whispering sweet words and encouragement. 

“Its almost done, Y/N. You are so close.” A cry left Y/N’s lips, tears now racing down their cheeks. The cold hand cupped their cheek, and another set of arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders. The head nuzzled into the crook of their neck, and they could feel fangs nibble on their clammy skin. 

“Pl…please…” He gasped out, only for more liquid to be shoved down his throat. Tears continued to race down his cheeks and a hand gently brushed his cheek. A finger dipped past his lips and onto a now sensitive tooth. 

Y/N, in instinct he didn’t used to have, bit down and the sweet taste of blood filled his lips. No longer blood from a bag, but now from the source. 

“Good job.” 

“Our little brother is the best. Catching on so quickly.” Y/N sobbed around the digit. Upset with them for doing this, upset at himself for allowing this, and overall in so much pain. Every drop of blood felt like cold water on his burning throat, and with every swallow the fog in his mind cleared a bit more. 

“Good job, Y/N.” 

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Y/N is loved. Y/N is revered within the manor, hands always keeping a tight hold on his wrists, forearms, or sometimes a hand is always clamped to the back of his neck. Almost like the Wayne family is scared that someone, not of their own, is going to take a bite. 

He was kept from the public eyes, oftentimes staying behind in the manor with Alfred as the others went out. He is kept in the manor, only allowed outside as long as someone is with him and it has to be in the backyard. Thanks to that, however, the yard is now more beautiful than ever with the flower garden he has been working on with Alfred. 

He is the human amongst a clan of vampires. The dirty little secret. 

Y/N is- “You sure you don’t want to do it tonight?” -Not ready to stop being a human. He stared at Jason, Tim nuzzling into his chest, and Y/N found it hard to look away from the green eyes that he had grown up with. He knows they can hear his heart racing as his anxiety picked up, but Y/N tried to keep a straight face. 

“I’m sure, it doesn’t feel like the right time yet.” It's been the excuse for the past few years, and he knows that it is getting old. However, he also knows that it is a human that he wants to be. Y/N wants to die as a human, and he wants to live as a human. 

Y/N knows, just how a person knows they don’t want to be a parent, that he does not want to be a vampire. Yet, he couldn’t find it within himself to even voice it. How do you tell the people who raised you, expecting you to join them once you are ready, that you no longer want to be a vampire? 

He wasn’t sure what to do. What he did know however was that this family, their family, will  say no. They will not take no for an answer. This is because they are Waynes and they will always get what they want. 

Y/N, whether he likes it or not, is someone they want. It is the price one pays when they are revered and looked after as much as he is. Similar to the gold family watch everyone wants to wear, or the video gaming that everyone must have turns playing with. To be well loved means to be sought after, and to be sought after means there is little freedom. 

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Y/N was walking the long and gothic hallways of the manor, staring outside the window and watching how the rain pelted the glass. No lightning or thunder, only rain. Despite the darkness, Y/N wandered the halls with ease, knowing where each staircase was, which hallways led to where, and also which rooms were which. 

Despite this, the manor was creepy. The way the shadows were casted like things chasing you, or how parts of the old structure would creak for no reason other than the fact that it is old. 

It is why when Y/N saw Dick, it wasn’t fear that he felt but peace. Smiling widely at his oldest brother, he welcomed the other’s hug and buried his face into the cold chest. 

“Dickie, welcome home.” The man smiled, “It’s good to be home. What has you walking around so late at night?” Y/N grinned up at him, before looking out the window, “Just up. I couldn’t fall asleep.” The oldest brother hummed, “That’s unfortunate. Are you having nightmares?” A hand cupped his face gently, and Y/N smiled, “No. I can’t sleep. I was hoping that walking around would help.” 

Dick hummed, showing his understanding. He stared out the window alongside his brother, and sharp eyes watched the rain pelt the glass and the occasional lightning strike light up the sky. He can remember a younger Y/N, one who was terrified of everything, crying and running into one of their rooms whenever there was a thunderstorm. They were always awake, and once they found out whose room he had run into, everyone would congregate into that person’s room. It was typically Bruce’s room, and the man would wait with a book in hand a mug of warm hot chocolate. 

Dick looked at Y/N now, and he wondered just where the time had gone. Y/N is now 21, and those years have flown by for all of them. Dick can remember first holding Y/N as a baby, found in a closet at murder victim's apartment. He had been so tiny, and Dick had promised that nothing would ever hurt Y/N. 

Not even age. 

“I wonder… When did you grow out of your fear of thunderstorms?” Y/N smiled, “I think the moment I turned 9, but you guys seemed bummed that I stopped going to your rooms.” 

“Is that why you kept coming in?” Y/N, until he was 13, had continued to seek them out whenever there was thunder. Dick didn’t know it was because they all looked upset when Y/N stopped doing so. 

The human nodded, “Bruce seemed to be the most distraught to be honest.” Dick laughed, already able to picture Bruce’s face the first time Y/N didn’t come in. 

“You guys take such great care of me…” Y/N trailed off, his mind trying to think of a way to bring the conversation up. He could feel Dick’s piercing gaze, and it sent goosebumps down his spine. He scratched his ear, a nervous tic that he has never been able to grow out of. Dick brought him into a hug, and Y/N found himself relaxing as one of Dick’s hands caressed the back of his neck.  

“And what greater ‘thank you’ than joining us?” Y/N snapped his head to Dick’s direction. Long fangs peaked through Dick’s lips, catching the manor light in a menacing manner, and for the first time in his life, Y/N was terrified of his brother. The hand clasped on the back of his neck tightened. 

“Dickie?” His voice wobbled, and Dick just smiled so serenely and prettily. An arm wrapped around Y/N’s waist to pull him closer, and for the first time in his life, Y/N can feel just how cold Dick was. How different their bodies were. 

“We love you so, so much Y/N. So much that it eats at us when you are not within arms reach.” Y/N loves them too. It's just, Y/N also loves being a human. When he was younger, there was nothing he wanted more than to be a vampire with his family. Now that he is older, he can better see the beauty in life because life itself is short. 

Y/N no longer wishes to be a vampire.  

Dick leaned down, and nuzzled the skin that is pulled taut over Y/N’s collarbones. Y/N couldn’t stop the shiver that broke out on his skin or the way that the hairs on his arms now stood on end. He finally found the strength to move and gripped Dicks’s shoulders, trying to push him away. 

“Dickie, please I don’t- don’t want this.” There was a small nibble on his collarbone, and Y/N felt his heart rate spike. From the way Dick smiled, showing all teeth, he knew that his oldest brother could hear it. 

The blood in his ears began to roar and Y/N began to feel his breath pick up. He hated that this feeling was making him scared of his brother. That this feeling was making him see Dick, sweet and kind Dick, in a new and darker light. One that helped him see what others saw just before strong jaws clamped on fragile skin. He was looking at a monster in the shape of his brother. 

“Di-Dick?” 

“Master Richard, what are you doing?” The grip released and Y/N pushed himself off and ran to Alfred. The oldest vampire was staring down at Dick with a raised eyebrow. One that had many of Y/N’s brothers confessing what they were guilty about. All this did however, was make Dick smile with only the smallest traces of being guilty. 

“Sorry Alfie, I was only teasing.” From the look Alfred gave him and the furrowing in Y/N's own brows, the oldest child knows he’s not fooling anyone. Which wasn't the point. Staring down at his sibling, Dick could hear the blood racing underneath the skin, and the way his heartbeat continued to race in his chest. 

The grin increased in size, and his fangs remained elongated. Y/N gripped Alfred’s suit tighter, and the butler sighed at his ward, “Master Richard, if you continue to bully Y/N, I will need to bring in Master Bruce.” Dick’s grin got even wider at the threat, and Y/N knows that that is exactly what Dick wants. 

“It-its okay Alfie… Dick’s joke just went too far.” If Dick is doing this, then that means he has to go ahead from Bruce. It’s terrifying to realize that Bruce is done waiting. 

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Y/N knows he’s being watched. He knows that he’s being observed and that this plan was a failure from the start. Which was why when he walked in his room and saw Bruce standing amongst his packed bags, bags he knew he hid, Y/N knew that this game was over. Still, he tried to hold his composure, “I don’t remember saying you can come in.”

Bruce doesn’t even look at him, “When I believe one of my kids is in danger, your permission to enter a room in my manor is the last thing I need.” Y/N huffs, “I’m not in danger.” The old vampire narrowed his gaze, and Y/N wondered if maybe he should jump out the window. 

“I, and many others, highly disagree. Why are your bags packed?” 

“Am I not allowed to go on trips?” 

“Four bags to go on a trip? Must be a long one.” Y/N narrowed his eyes, “Just around Europe. Nothing too long.” Bruce strolled over, and cupped Y/N’s cheek, making E/C eyes meet blue. They were as cold as his skin, and Y/N can’t help but to wonder if they were always like that. 

“You’ve never been a good liar, Y/N.” He bit his lips, “It's because I’ve never had a reason to lie before.” Bruce had some decency to look guilty, “Y/N, I’ve been meaning to have this conversation with you for a while, and it’s my fault for putting it off.”

“Bruce, please,” Y/N whimpered, their fingers gripping into the silk fabric of the casual-wear and they stared into blue eyes. Those same eyes that they can remember being one of their first memories. 

“Please, I… I want to be human.” Bruce’s grip tightened and Y/N flinched. It was the wrong answer, but it was the answer that he needed to say. Tears now streaming down his face and his body shaking. His bags laid strewn across the floor, and Y/N wonders if they had all known from the start. 

“Tell me, Y/N. Did you really think there was a place on this earth where we wouldn’t find you?” Y/N bit the inside of their cheek. Of course not. Y/N knows that wherever he were to go, the Wayne’s would always be in his shadow. 

It was still nice to try. Then again, Y/N didn’t even get to try. The furthest he got was packing his bags. 

“I wasn’t going to hide from you all or anything! I just wanted to take a trip.” “Then why the secrecy?” Y/N scrunched his nose, “Because you guys would have never let me go.” Bruce sighed heavily and Y/N grit his teeth, “I wasn’t running away. I was only wanting to go on a trip.” Blue eyes narrowed on his form, his grip tightening, “You wanted to live there.” 

“Just for a bit! Everyone else got to do it.” 

“Y/N, you have been swaddled in the finest fabrics in the world, had the best food on your plate, and have always had money at your fingertips. Did you really think you would make it?” Y/N flinched, and the hold that Bruce had on him loosened. No longer gripping his shoulders as if Y/N would run, but now in a comforting manner. 

Bruce nuzzled Y/N’s hair, in a mocking sense of comfort, and he took a deep inhale, “I don’t mean to undermine you, Y/N. However, we do worry.

“If you were like us, the worry would lessen.” Y/N tensed, and Bruce pulled back to make eye contact with him again. He smiled down at his child, fangs protruding as he did so, “You could go anywhere, and we would fear little.” 

“But I would still need someone with me.” 

“Of course, you’d be a young vampire. New to the world and its wonders, it would be cruel to just let you go alone into this world.” Which isn’t what Y/N wants. He wants to see the world on his own, as a human. 

At least one trip. 

“The answer is no Y/N.” Bruce sighed heavily, and he gently pecked Y/N’s temple, “We will not be barbaric about it.” Long gone are the days when biting a future vampire was the only way to turn them. Too many deaths happened like that, due to the fangs becoming even longer to ensure the venom gets into the blood and accidentally nicking an artery or vein. 

Injecting venom through the bite to course through the bloodstream was the new way. 

Unfortunately the symptoms are longer and a bit harsher. 

“Please, Bruce.” 

“Goodnight Y/N.” His world faded to black and the last thing he saw were blue eyes now turning red. 

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He woke up to his body feeling as though he’s on fire. Rolling off the bed, he cried out as the freezing floor met his burning skin harshly. The coldness overriding the pain only momentarily, and acting as a sweet release, only for it all to come back. Y/N’s mouth opened in a silent scream, and his throat burned with an intensity he has never felt before. 

He reached forward, for what he’s not sure, but through the haze of his mind he could see that the nails on his fingers were longer, and the floor under them had cracked. His vision remained blurred with tinges of red around the edges. Panic rose in his chest, and Y/N wondered if this was all part of the process. Was this pain meant to strip his humanity so when the hunger kicks in, it would be all he is focused on? 

A scream broke free as another wave of pain coursed through him. His body felt even more feverish and sluggish, and his teeth were aching in a way that had him reaching towards his mouth in an attempt to remove the source of pain. 

“Let's not do that.” Another hand grabbed his wrist, and Y/N spasmed under the cool touch. Another hand reached down and gently picked him up, and held him tightly when he began to thrash around. Y/N did not want to be in this person’s hold, and they were taking away the coolness of the floor. 

The grip tightened, and when he was back on the scratchy sheets from earlier, Y/N let out a pitiful whimper. Each strand felt like small pins digging into his skin, and the smell caused his nose to wrinkle and feel like someone was swab as far back as they could. 

“Shh, I know Y/N. It’ll be over soon.” Something was presented in front of him, and the horrid smell from the sheets was replaced by the smell of something pleasant. It could be compared to smelling flowers for the first time, or Alfred’s baked goods. It smelt of something that promised only happiness, and the ache in his mouth only intensified. He had no control over his body as he lunged forward, and teeth punctured a thin film and that warmness burst past his lips and soothed his throat. 

Comparable to cold water on a hot day, relief flooded through his body. The feverish ache was gone, and his vision began clearing once more. There were fingers running through his hair, and they scratched his scalp lovingly. 

“Good job Y/N.” Dick. It’s Dick’s voice. Y/N’s mind cleared, and looking down his nose he could see the red that decorated the white sheets. He knew what was in his mouth, however, he couldn’t bring himself to stop gulping. Tears raced down his cheeks and the feeling of contentment forcefully burrowed itself in his chest. 

“Good job.” 

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The Gray Side

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Yandere!Batboys Highschool AU

Prologue | Riding pays

Previous… on the Yandere!batboys.

You reached your locker, opening it and putting your phone and other things in it. As you go to close it, you feel strong arms wrapped around you. You let out yelp, a low chuckle reaches your ear before you sighed and turned to face the culprit.

Dick Grayson.

Present time. Date: Wednesday, 7th, 20XX. Time: 7:30 am.

Dick chuckles, tightening his arms around you. Feeling his breath on your neck made you shiver, you gave him an unimpressed look as Grayson could only smile at you with those different shade of blue eyes than his brother.

“Hey [nickname]! I’m so glad you came to school this time.” He says with a sickly cheery tone. You swore you could his arms crush your stomach more which made you let out a sound of discomfort.

“Y..yeah…I feel better this time.” Dick nods as he lets you go. “Yknow, you gave me and the others a scare.” A frown is slapped onto his face with crossed arms, leaning against the lockers by yours. You looked down with narrowed eyes, biting your lips as Dick continues to talk.

“Damian felt sad, he kept whining about you. But the most whiner of them all was Tim. You hurt their feelings.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“But you did.”

You slammed your locker, harshly which gained attention by a few students walking by. Dick could only stare at you, leaning his head down to make eye contact with your fallen head.

His neat hair falling into his face as he stares you down.

“Why do you hate us? What did we do to you cutie…?” Dick puts a hand on your shoulder, the touch may seem gentle to people from afar. But his grip said other wise. His fingers dug into your shoulder, making you wince as you try to pull from him.

“I-I don’t hate you guys! Okay?? I forgive Tim and Damian, okay?!” You said quickly as the time had passed to 7:45. You needed 5 more minutes for class to start and the halls to be crowded. Fast.

Dick’s soft eyes seemed to darken hearing your frantic speech.

“You’re not just saying that cause you don’t wanna be in trouble…. are you cutie?” You shake your head no. “No! No! I love you guys! Honestly, you guys are the best thing to happen to me.” And like a switch, Dick smiles like a lovesick child and lets go of your shoulder. You held back a sigh of relief and took a deep exhale.

You’re definitely gonna have a bruise later.

Dick gives you a bear hug, swaying you both left and right. “That’s so sweet of you! But what’s more sweet is just you in general.” His eyes lower onto you. You could only stare bewildered before a girl came over and tapped Dick’s shoulder.

“Hey, are you Dick Wayne-Grayson?” Dick raises a brow and lets you go to face the girl. “Yes?” The girl squeals and pulls out her notebook and a pen. “I think you’re so hot! I just wanted to get your—” “Sorry, can’t. I’m kinda busy with someone.”

The girl raises a brow and lean to look behind him and point. “Who?”

Dick turns around to see you running as you skidded across the hall and down a corner. He curses under his breath with a slight clenched jaw before immediately putting a mask on and smiling at the girl. Putting his charm on as he grabs the pen.

“Nevermind. Must’ve been… the wind.”

Panting, the bell rang entered computer science class. There kids walked passed you as if you just started doing the chicken dance on the cafe table. You did some awkward waves before clearing your throat. You wish you could kill yourself as of now, mostly because….

One of the Wayne brothers are here, except that he’s kinda cool?

Because, you hate this class and had to take it graduate for your senior year. So you’re doing it now so you can graduate and check it off your list. PLUS YOU DONT KNOW SHIT!

You groaned mentally and sat down on a chair. Laying your head down on your arms and closing your eyes, you can just hope to fall asleep during this whole class.

Finally feeling relax, you actually started to feel yourself slip into dreamland. Your body slumping more, your mind at peace. Feel the waves crash against your body, feel the sound started to disperse.

And feel the hand that hit your shoulder.

You jolted up to see a boy with neat fringe hair cut, and nerdish glasses. He looked at you with softness, his hand lifting up to wave at you. You swore you could see a small bit of blush on his pale cheeks. There stood the Wayne brother of this class.

Tim Drake.

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[nudityandnerdery]

Anyone who lives in a red state wouldn't be surprised that Dallas said fuck you to ice. But these privileged people who shit on every poor, trashy, gerrymandered "red" state citizen are surprised when poor people stand up for their mixed communities. Y'all think we're all bigots since y'all grew up in bigoted upper middle class communities with bigoted upper middle class families. Meanwhile we're out here with queer, mixed, black, white, brown, trans, gay, lesbian, male, female communities where matriarchy runs strong despite the government trying to obliterate us and managing to turn a few of us against each other and blast that minority all over the news. We've always been more diverse than y'all will ever be and because of growing up together we're also less bigoted than y'all. It's the government and like 2 old geezers that's fucking racist homophobic and misogynist. Not us. We love each other, all races and queer shit. We don't care.

Hey there, boo, I'm gonna just take a second to screen shot something I wrote on that post a few weeks back, just for some context:

So, hold your fire, okay? I grew up in a red state. I know that it's not all shitty people, okay? My surprise was literally that the COPS were saying no.

But, I also want to just take a second to gently push back a little bit on something you said:

We've always been more diverse than y'all will ever be and because of growing up together we're also less bigoted than y'all. It's the government and like 2 old geezers that's fucking racist homophobic and misogynist.

Hey. Do me a favor. Think about something for a second:

Who voted in that government? How did they get into power?

It wasn't just two old geezers, okay? You know as well as I do that there's bigots who are voting for these shitbags. And pretending that rural towns are an oasis of harmony and acceptance is the same stupid shit as pretending big cities are. I mean, let's look at recent electoral results. How did your county vote in the presidential race? Where I live right now, the county went roughly 65-35 for Trump. Hasn't gone to a Democratic candidate since LBJ.

It wasn't just two old geezers who got two votes that counted as 65% of the election here, you know? There's plenty of other people that went along with making the government more bigoted. Fucking millions across the country, rural and suburban and urban locations alike.

I'm not saying "Everyone living outside of a metropolis in a blue state is a bigot!" here, obviously, that's not what I'm going for. I'm not saying everyone living in a metropolis in a blue state is open-minded, either, of course, because shitbags gonna be shitbags wherever they're from- like the Felon who got elected, he's grown up in NYC and a racist dick for decades.

But I am saying that being blind to the flaws of places we love is incredibly dangerous, and that attacking each other over pointless shit like where we live is just feeding into the bullshit division that wealthy, powerful assholes use to keep us divided and from actually having an electorate that could support policies that would help large swathes of the nation, and take away the power that their money and control gives them.

So. Just something to think about. Assuming someone is an out-of-touch big city liberal who hates anyone living in a rural area is about as useful as assuming anyone living in a rural area is a MAGA fanatic who hates anyone living in a big city.

Aaaaaanyway. The American inability to acknowledge how class war is what will doom this country is near pathological. Sorry to the rest of the world that we're gonna drag so many of you into our bullshit.

[darthwhorecrux]

Pssst...there's smut down there 👇🏻

"I don't get jealous," Shinji claimed.

You believed him. After being together for quite some time, he never showed the slightest hint of jealousy. Men approached you, mistaking you for being single, asked for your number, complimented you, asked you out, etc. etc, and all the while, Shinji would grin and laugh each time you told him or even when he was there. He never minded the affection you received from others, and if anything was proud that he was dating such a bombshell. That was all until you were tossing your head back in laughter at something Kisuke Urahara said, clapping your hand over your mouth, eyes crinkled and him smirking satisfactorily as he watched your reaction, side-eyeing Shinji as if to say, "you seeing this? She thinks I'm funnier than you!"

Shinji didn't get jealous, but now watching you laugh at Kisuke's goofy remark, he had nothing but murder on his mind, narrowing his eyes at the green-eyed, blonde-haired shopkeeper and silently daring him to tell another joke. If he got you laughing again, he swore he'd kill him. Who did he think he was, making his girl laugh when that was his job?

You hadn't noticed how mad it got Shinji, not until later that night when he was pounding into you ruthlessly, pinning you down to the mattress and grunting angrily into your ear from behind, "you think he's funnier than me? Think he could fuck this sweet little pussy as good as I do, huh?"

"No, no!" You promised Shinji, crying out as his pelvis snapped against your ass, drilling into you deep and hard. "No one makes me as happy as you do! And no - no one fucks me as good as - fuck - you do!"

It was music to Shinji's ears, having you reassure him in this way. Truthfully, you didn't know he was capable of getting so worked up over the way another guy interacted with you or vice versa. Your laughter was mostly forced. No one made you giggle as hard as Shinji did, and no one certainly fucked you as good as he did.

But if making him jealous meant you were going to get manhandled in this way more often, you may have had to find more ways to bring his jealousy out of him.

He was so cruel to you, slapping your ass shoving his fingers down your throat, pinching your nipples, and it had you cumming around him harder than ever, singing out praises and promises that he was the only man for you. It had him cumming hard too, collapsing over you and pulling you tight against him as he rubbed your sore bottom and peppered kisses all along your face and head.

"I really mean it when I say that no one makes me happy as you do," you told him, drawing invisible hearts onto his chest. "I hope you know that."

"I know," he murmured against your temple. "It just pissed me off - watching that bastard make you laugh so hard. You have the prettiest laugh. I was feeling protective over it, I guess."

"You're sweet, but my laugh sounds like a foghorn," you giggled gently.

"I'm super into foghorns then," he remarked. "Makes my dick hard."

"Kisuke is too," you teased.

"Oh," Shinji said sharply. "You're trying to get your ass spanked again."

"Perhaps," you grinned deviously.

"Bad girl," were the last words he uttered before pulling you into an equally viscous and soft round two, intimately reminding you that you were his and his only.

He still would never admit that he did in fact get jealous from time to time, but you didn't mind. You were grateful to have someone who was as protective and caring as Shinji, and to have someone who made love to you with as much intensity as him. If only he could be you for a day and know how in love with him you were, you were sure he would never feel jealous ever again.

P.S. I love my silly man Kisuke too don't come for me 💚

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I’m the perfect pretty girl.

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Masterlist!

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“Oh wow!”

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“My name is [name] Wayne and not to be arrogant or anything but i’m the perfect example of a ‘perfect pretty girl’. And im not trying to be a jerk. Im just stating a fact!”

And you were not lying. Being the middle child of the family, the first born daughter of Bruce Wayne of course you were gonna be beautiful.

You were walking in the streets when a random dude appeared infront of you.

“Hey wanna go out sometime?” He said excitedly you had never seen him in your entire life.

Now if you were a normal pretty girl you would have said something like. “How about you go to a pig farm and kiss one of them?”

But of course you wouldn’t say that after all you were a role model. Gotham’s Princess. That’s what the media called you.

Instead you just said: “Oh im sorry i have to study for a test tomorrow!” He quickly apologised, wished you luck on your test and left quickly.

So not only i’m beautiful on the outside, i’m also beautiful on the inside!

That’s how you deal with boys!

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At important events you always had to be there your fans would go crazy with speculations of why you weren’t there!

“Maybe she’s sick?!”

“Maybe she escaped the country with a random guy she just met-!” “No! She would never do that!”

“Maybe she died!” “Shut up!”

You had to make a video of the reason you didn’t go. Since that day Bruce didn’t allow you to not go to important events anymore!

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It was another day after school and you wanted to walk home to appreaciate beautiful Gotham’s view! Not really- you just wanted to stay away from your brothers for a while.

With them being superheroes and you being the most known teen in the whole country! Of course you had stalkers!

And well that walk home definitely did not go well. Some guys tried kidnapping you! Thankfully Nightwing was there to save the day! What a nice hero.

And upon hearing that Bruce decided you were not allowed to go anywhere alone!

So unfair but well you could not say anything against it.

Now even in school you had to eat with Tim or Damian! That’s so embarrassing! Infront of your fans!

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Tim was grabbing his books on his locker waiting for the bell to ring to start going to his next class until his friend appeared out of nowhere.

“Hey Timdudebestfriendever! How about you the introduce me to your gorgeous sister? Think about it we could be brother’s in law!”

“Ew no, you with my sister? Never happening.” Tim slammed his locker shut and left. That idiot with his sister? No! He doesn’t deserve you!

You don’t even need a relationship! You’re too you g for that! (You’re older than him).

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Damian loves painting you on his art. It’s his favorite hobby. Spending time with his sister!

Just the two of you without a care in the world!

It’s just perfect.You’re just perfect

At this point he could just open a museum where he could display only his art about you and it would definitely be profitable. Maybe even your fans from everywhere would send their art to the museum.

Obviously Damian wouldn’t display it since it doesn’t capture your beauty the way his art does.

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Bruce never really liked galas. Well that was until his baby daughter went with him.

He really loved all his children he loved bonding with them. And galas was the perfect way to bond with you!

Usually none of the Wayne kids wanted to go to the Galas. Well you also didn’t want to attend but it’s okay since you’re perfect you can’t make your fans sad!

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Dick liked doing anything you wanted to do

Oh you wanted to go to your favourites artists concert? He already bought them! And the meet and greet after the concert!

You wanted to go the next day to the other part of the world just to go shopping? He was already a step ahead and bought the whole plane for just you and him!

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Jason liked spending time with you in silence

You were enjoying a sunny day at Gotham’s park trying to relax but the people just wouldn’t leave you alone!

“Hey gorgeous me and you would make great music together” he smelled like he was a corpse in decomposition.

‘You know what would make great music with you? Deodorant. Do you know it helps you smell better you disgusting pig!’ That’s what you would have said but you were perfect in everyone’s eyes. “Oh sorry! Im not allowed to date anyone!” That was the perfect answer.

Jason sat beside you on the bench and just silently glared at the guy so he quickly left. Still there were lots of people staring at you two.

You just sat down quietly without a care in the world.

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Fractured Wings

It started with silence.

Not the comfortable kind.

Not the kind where two people could exist in the same space, wrapped in quiet understanding.

No—this was the kind of silence that ached.

The kind that stretched too long, too sharp, filled with unsaid words and buried hurt.

And it was killing you.

“Are you coming home tonight?”

Your voice was quiet, careful. You already knew the answer, but you asked anyway. Because that’s what you did now—you asked questions that you didn’t want the answers to.

Dick didn’t look up from lacing his boots. His shoulders were tense, his movements stiff, like even the act of tying knots was too much.

“Not tonight.”

A beat of silence.

Of course not.

He hadn’t been home in three days.

“Right,” you murmured, pretending that didn’t feel like a knife in your chest. “Patrol’s important.”

Something flickered across his face at that. He was good at hiding it, but you knew him. You knew him better than anyone. And yet—

Lately, it felt like he was becoming someone you didn’t recognize.

Someone distant. Someone distracted.

Someone slipping through your fingers like sand.

“Don’t wait up,” he said, reaching for his jacket. His voice was calm, unreadable. Like this was just another night. Like you hadn’t been fighting back tears for weeks.

And you should have let him go.

You should have let him leave.

But instead—

Instead, you whispered, “Dick… are you ever going to talk to me?”

That made him pause.

For a second, just a second, you saw the hesitation in the way his fingers curled around the fabric of his jacket. But he didn’t turn around.

Didn’t face you.

His jaw clenched. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

That was the thing, wasn’t it?

You didn’t want him to say anything.

You wanted him to see you.

To see the way this was breaking you. To see the way his absence was eating away at whatever was left of the person you used to be.

You took a step forward. “I don’t need you to have all the answers, Dick. I just—I need you to let me in.”

Finally, finally, he turned to look at you.

And it hurt.

Because the man standing in front of you wasn’t the same one who used to pull you into his arms after long nights, whispering soft reassurances in your ear.

He looked exhausted.

Not just physically, but something deeper.

Something hollow.

And he was trying.

God, you could see it in the way his lips parted like he wanted to say something real. Something true.

But then—

Then he closed his mouth.

Then he looked away.

And when he spoke—

“I have to go.”

—he shattered you.

Days turned into weeks.

Weeks into months.

And then one night—

You heard the window creak open.

You were sitting in the dim light of the living room, half-empty coffee cup in your hands, when he landed softly on the floor.

His suit was torn in places, mask hanging loosely around his neck. He looked—

Wrecked.

But you didn’t move.

Didn’t run to him. Didn’t ask if he was okay.

Because you weren’t sure you cared anymore.

Or maybe—maybe you did.

Maybe that was the worst part.

You exhaled, voice steady. “Why are you here, Dick?”

He flinched.

Not at your words, but at your tone. At the weight behind them.

Like he felt it now.

Like he was finally realizing what he’d done.

“I…” He swallowed hard, stepping closer. “I messed up.”

No shit.

But you just stared at him, waiting.

“I thought—” His voice cracked, and he ran a hand through his hair, frustration bleeding into every movement. “I thought if I kept my distance, if I didn’t bring you into it, I’d be protecting you.”

A humorless laugh left your lips. “Protecting me?”

“Yeah.” His voice was so desperate now, so full of something raw that it almost made you want to reach for him. Almost. “I didn’t want you to see me like this.”

“Like what?” You stood then, your own anger finally bubbling up, months of pain spilling out all at once. “Like someone who shuts down every time things get hard? Like someone who pushes away the people who love him?”

He exhaled sharply, guilt flashing in his eyes. “I didn’t—”

“You did.” Your voice was quieter now, but no less fierce. “You did, Dick. And the worst part? You didn’t even notice.”

His breath hitched.

Because that was the truth, wasn’t it?

He had been so wrapped up in his own demons that he hadn’t seen how they were swallowing you, too.

Hadn’t seen how you were drowning right beside him.

He stepped forward, hesitant. “I don’t want to lose you.”

And God—

God, that was the one thing you had wanted to hear for so long.

But now?

Now you weren’t sure it was enough.

Your voice was barely above a whisper. “Then why did you let me go?”

Dick sucked in a sharp breath, pain flashing across his face like a storm. “I don’t know.” His fingers twitched at his sides, like he wanted to reach for you but wasn’t sure if he had the right anymore. “But I know I don’t want to make the same mistake again.”

You swallowed, throat tight.

There was a time when you would have melted at those words.

Would have thrown yourself into his arms without hesitation.

But now—

Now, you weren’t sure if he meant them.

If he meant you.

“I can’t be the only one fighting for this, Dick.” Your voice was quiet, but firm. “Not anymore.”

His blue eyes were wide, searching. “You’re not.”

You wanted to believe him.

God, you wanted to.

But the wounds were still fresh, still bleeding. And trust? Trust wasn’t something you could rebuild in a single night.

So you exhaled shakily, turning toward the door.

“Then prove it.”

And with that—

You walked away.

For the first time—

You made him chase you.

[finchyclarkemd]

Not a big deal

~Angst/fluff~

The front door clicked shut behind me, and I let out a breath I hadn’t realised I was holding. My bag slipped from my shoulder, landing on the floor with a dull thud. Normally, I would have made the effort to hang it up, but today? I couldn’t be bothered.  

The whole walk home, I told myself I wouldn’t let it get to me. That it didn’t matter. That I was overreacting.  

But as I stood there in the entryway, the frustration simmering in my chest, I knew I was lying to myself.   

Chris was sprawled out on the couch, half-watching TV while scrolling on his phone. He barely glanced up when he heard me come in. "You’re home early," he said, stretching his legs out. "Didn’t think we’d see you till later."  

I forced a shrug and walked into the kitchen. "Yeah, well… didn’t feel like sticking around."  

I filled the kettle and set it on the stove, my movements sharper than necessary. Chris didn’t seem to notice.  

"That’s good though, right?" he said, like leaving work early was some kind of treat. "Get to chill for a bit."  

I hummed in response, staring at the kettle as if I could will it to boil faster. Maybe if I just focused on making tea, I wouldn’t think about how I’d spent weeks—weeks—working on that idea.  

How I’d poured my time and energy into it, refining every detail.  

How, in today’s meeting, someone else spoke up before I could—with my exact proposal—and the room had loved it.  

How my manager had nodded along, all impressed, without even acknowledging that I’d been the one who had put in the work.  

I gritted my teeth and turned back toward Chris, who was still scrolling, completely unaware that my head was spinning.  

He glanced up, frowning slightly. "What’s with the face?"  

I exhaled slowly. "Nothing. Just a dumb thing at work."  

Chris shrugged. "Then don’t let it get to you. I mean, it’s not a big deal, right?"  

I froze.   

It was such a casual statement, tossed out like it was nothing, but something about it stung.   

I knew it wasn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things. No one had died. The world wasn’t ending. But it still sucked. It still hurt. And hearing Chris dismiss it like that—even unintentionally—made the frustration twist into something heavier.  

I forced a tight smile. "Yeah. Not a big deal."  

Chris grinned, satisfied with my answer, and went back to his phone.  

The kettle whistled, but I didn’t move.  

"Mate, what the fuck?"  

George’s voice cut through the air, sharp and incredulous.  

I turned to see him sitting at the kitchen table, phone abandoned, his expression dark with irritation. His gaze flicked from me to Chris, disbelief written all over his face.  

Chris blinked, caught off guard. "What?"  

George gestured toward me, his voice rising slightly. "It doesn’t matter if you don’t think it’s a big deal. It’s clearly upset her."  

Chris opened his mouth, closed it, then frowned. "I wasn’t saying it like—"  

"Yeah, you were," George cut in. "You basically just told her to brush it off like it’s nothing. But it’s not nothing, not to her."  

Chris shifted, uncomfortable now. He looked at me properly for the first time since I got home, really seeing me this time—the tense set of my shoulders, the way my fingers curled around the counter, how I wasn’t actually okay, no matter how much I’d tried to pretend otherwise.  

His expression softened. "Shit," he muttered. "I didn’t mean to be a dick about it."  

I let out a small sigh, feeling some of the tension ease. "I know. It’s just… frustrating."  

Chris sat up, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah. That’s fair. I should’ve just listened instead of brushing it off. Sorry."  

George leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Damn right you should’ve."  

Chris groaned. "Alright, alright, I get it."  

George smirked. "Just making sure."  

Despite myself, I let out a quiet laugh. Chris shot me a sheepish look and nudged my arm. "Seriously, though. That sucks. And if you wanna rant about it, go for it."  

I hesitated, then sighed. "Maybe later. Right now, I just want to sit down and pretend today didn’t happen."  

Chris nodded. "Deal."  

George picked up his phone again but shot Chris one last look. "And that is how you actually be supportive, mate. Try it more often."  

Chris rolled his eyes, and I finally let myself relax.  

The frustration hadn’t magically disappeared, but somehow, with George in my corner and Chris actually listening now, it didn’t feel quite so heavy anymore.

The tea was still too hot when I took a sip, burning my tongue just enough to be annoying. I winced, setting the mug down with a sigh.  

Chris had gone back to watching TV, though every now and then, he stole a glance at me like he wasn’t sure if he should say something. George, on the other hand, was still watching him, one eyebrow raised like he was waiting for Chris to mess up again just so he could call him out.  

The tension had mostly faded, but a strange kind of quiet hung in the air. Not exactly awkward, but not quite comfortable either.  

I took another, more careful sip of my tea.  

"Alright," Chris said finally, stretching his arms over his head. "So, what actually happened?"  

I hesitated, staring at my mug. Did I really want to get into it? I’d already spent all afternoon stewing over it, replaying the moment in my head like some kind of slow-motion train wreck.  

"Some asshole stole her idea at work," George answered for me, leaning back in his chair. "Took credit for something she worked her ass off on."  

Chris winced. "Oof. That’s rough."  

"Yeah," I muttered. "Kinda is."  

Chris ran a hand through his hair, looking genuinely guilty now. "Okay, yeah. I see why you’re pissed. That’s actually really shitty."  

"Thanks for catching up," George said dryly.  

Chris shot him a look before turning back to me. "Did you say anything? Call them out?"  

I let out a humourless laugh. "In front of my manager? Right. Because that would’ve gone well."  

Chris hummed in understanding, nodding slowly. "Yeah… corporate bullshit, huh?"  

"Corporate bullshit," I agreed.  

George scoffed. "It’s more than that, though, isn’t it?" He turned to me. "It’s not just about them taking credit. It’s the fact that nobody noticed. Nobody cared."  

I swallowed. I hadn’t said it out loud, but… yeah. That was the part that stung the most.  

Chris must have realised it too, because his face softened. "Man, that’s—" He exhaled. "That’s really shit. Like, really."  

"Yeah," I said, quieter this time.  

For a few seconds, none of us spoke. The TV played in the background, but I wasn’t really paying attention to it.  

Then Chris suddenly clapped his hands together. "Alright. What’s the plan?"  

I blinked. "The plan?"  

"Yeah." He sat up straighter. "What are we doing about it? You can’t just let them get away with that."  

I let out a short laugh. "Pretty sure I don’t have much of a choice."  

George frowned. "I mean… you could say something. Maybe not in front of your manager, but like, a quiet ‘Hey, that was actually my idea’ kind of thing."  

I sighed. "Yeah, but what’s that going to do? It’s not like they’ll suddenly go, ‘Oh my bad, here’s the credit you deserve.’"  

"Maybe not," George admitted. "But you’d at least be standing up for yourself."  

Chris nodded. "And if that doesn’t work, sabotage."  

George snorted. "Of course you’d say that."  

I rolled my eyes. "I’m not sabotaging anyone, Chris."  

"Alright, fine. No sabotage," he said, waving a hand. "But at the very least, you should keep track of your ideas. Emails, notes, timestamps, whatever. That way, if this happens again, you have proof."  

I tilted my head, considering it. "That’s actually… not a bad idea."  

Chris grinned. "See? I can be helpful."  

George scoffed. "Debatable."  

I exhaled, some of the weight in my chest lifting. The frustration was still there, lingering beneath the surface, but at least now it didn’t feel quite so suffocating.  

Chris nudged my arm. "Look, I know today sucked, but you’re still you, alright? And you’re going to come up with way better ideas. That guy? He’s got nothing without you."  

George nodded. "And next time, we’ll make sure you get the credit you deserve."  

I let out a small, tired smile. "Thanks, guys."  

Chris grinned. "Anytime. Now, are we done with the sad vibes? Because I’m ordering pizza, and I refuse to eat it in a depressing atmosphere."  

George smirked. "Fair. But you’re paying."  

Chris groaned, but I laughed—actually laughed this time.  

And just like that, the day didn’t feel so bad anymore.

Chris groaned dramatically, flopping back against the couch. "Why do I always have to pay?"  

George smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Because you’re the one who suggested the pizza."  

"That doesn’t mean I have to fund it," Chris grumbled, pulling out his phone anyway. "Fine, but I’m getting extra toppings, and none of you get to complain."  

I rolled my eyes but smiled. The warmth of their banter was starting to push out the last remnants of my shitty day.  

Chris tapped away on his phone before glancing up at me. "You’re good with pepperoni and extra cheese, right?"  

I nodded. "Yeah, sounds good."  

George stretched his arms behind his head. "Make sure you get garlic bread too."  

Chris muttered something under his breath but added it to the order. A few seconds later, he threw his phone down onto the couch with a sigh. "Alright, pizza’s on the way. Should be here in thirty."  

"Excellent," George said, grinning. "Now, let’s get back to the important stuff—ruining the life of the corporate thief who stole her idea."  

I snorted. "We are not ruining anyone’s life, George."  

George raised a brow. "Okay, maybe not ruining, but come on. We can’t just let this slide."  

Chris nodded. "I’m with George on this. You might not be able to do anything right now, but we can at least make sure it doesn’t happen again."  

I sighed, resting my chin on my hand. "I know. It’s just…" I hesitated, trying to find the right words. "I don’t want to be that person, you know? The one who complains about credit or makes a big deal out of nothing."  

George’s expression darkened. "Okay, first of all? That’s bullshit. You’re not ‘making a big deal out of nothing.’ You’re pissed because someone took advantage of your work, and you have every right to be upset about it."  

Chris nodded. "Yeah, seriously. If someone stole my idea, I’d be raising hell."  

"You raise hell when someone eats the last slice of pizza," I pointed out.  

"And I’m right to," Chris said, completely serious. "It’s about justice."  

George laughed, shaking his head. "Look, all I’m saying is—if you don’t stand up for yourself now, this will happen again. And again. And then one day, it won’t just be an idea. It’ll be a promotion, or a project, or something even bigger."  

I swallowed. I hadn’t really thought about it like that.  

Chris leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "George is right. You don’t have to storm into work tomorrow demanding justice, but at the very least, make sure you’re keeping track of your stuff. And if it happens again? Call it out."  

I exhaled slowly, mulling it over. "Yeah… yeah, okay. I can do that."  

George smirked. "Good. And if all else fails, we do know where this guy parks his car."  

Chris gasped, eyes wide with excitement. "Slashed tires?"  

George grinned. "I was thinking something more creative. Maybe sticky notes all over the windshield with passive-aggressive messages."  

Chris clutched his chest. "Beautiful. I love it."  

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help smiling. "You guys are ridiculous."  

"But effective," George pointed out.  

Chris leaned back, satisfied. "Damn right we are."  

A comfortable silence settled over the room. The TV played softly in the background, and for the first time all day, I felt… okay. Maybe even better than okay.  

Chris nudged my foot with his. "Hey. You good now?"  

I took a deep breath, letting go of the last of my frustration. "Yeah," I said honestly. "I think I am."  

"Good," George said, grabbing the TV remote. "Now let’s pick a movie before the pizza gets here."  

Chris gasped. "Oh, we are so watching an action movie."  

George groaned. "Absolutely not. You have terrible taste."  

I just shook my head as they started bickering again, a small smile on my face.  

Maybe work had sucked today. Maybe I’d been frustrated and upset and bitter. But sitting here, surrounded by these two idiots, I realised something important.  

At the end of the day, no matter what happened at work—at least I had them.  

And that? That made everything a little easier to deal with.

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Another fic for you all! I have a George fic ask to do which will hopefully be up next week!! This fic was a suggestion from a close friend!

I am also spending more time writing fics as to doing my studying lmao.

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@tyna-19

@themdera

[gayerthebetter]

Ok I never really talk about stuff like this but I feel like I should because this is quickly getting out of hand.

First thing first....

You don't have to buy anything you don't want, I can understand if you don't want to miss out on watching the show with everyone but (and I'm sure some if not most don't know this) the show will 100% come to youtube and we as a fandom will all get together and watch it then as well just like we did with WAD. Any bits just for the live paid showing will 100% be on tiktok or youtube or something else because someone will repost it. All you will miss is just one showing just like not everyone could see every showing on the tour. That doesn't make you any less of a fan and a lot of people for one thing or another will be with you (Like me)

It's ok for there to be a paid showing, again there will be a free one soon enough so anyone who wants to pay to see it sooner or get some things as well is 100% in their right to do that, it won't hurt anyone that doesn't want to pay and well that's that really it's not something deep to hate dan and phil over, in fact it's just a way to take their shows and try and pay off the recording so they can make it free on youtube.

Tours like TATINOF and II recordings were done with the help of youtube and the BBC but that also meant that they will always have some kind of paywall around them, but shows like WAD and TIT go behind a paywall for a few weeks and then they become free forever.

I know the idea of that may seem like a dick move because they could make it free on youtube right away and we could just watch ads but blockers are a thing and things like what happened with WAD can happen again, also it's never a bad idea to try and make as much as you can with something no matter who you are. Artists will create one artwork and put it on tops posters or even cups, I have seen them post on redbubble as well as have their own shop because you should always try and make the most out of something that's just good business.

Now the hidden fees and the mess with the payments is something to be mad/upset about and phil did post on twitter about refunds and I seen a lot of people get full refunds by messaging/emailing about the hidden fees. Tbh I have no idea why this had happened because WAD didn't have any hidden fees but I really don't think that dan and phil are trying to get one over on us, most likely it's the site that did the hidden fees and they ducking suck for it.

(also really quick but saying awful things about them because of this is just... a lot and something I think you should all think about more closely, there being mad about something like hidden fees and there saying that dan joking with a fan (who started the joke by saying they were going to miss work to watch) about missing work to watch makes him in some way evil or that he wants everyone to miss work just to pay him... he doesn't he was just joking, he made the same kind of joke when someone said they were with their boyfriend and couldn't watch a new gaming vid (something free) and dan told them to put it on anyway. It's just a joke and no one is really making you do anything and when you take something so clearly a joke to the point where you say it makes you sick to look at dan well I did a big post about that and how it goes into why I think one of the songs from the preshow playlist was picked.